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Page Two. THE SALEMITE Thursday, January 18, 1934. Member Southern Inter-Collegiate Press Association Published Weekly by the Student Body of Salem College SUBSCRIPTION PRICE $2.00 a Year :: lOe a Copy EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in Chief Susan Calder Assistant Editor Sarah Lindsay Assistant Editor Miriam Stevenson Associate Editors— Mary Penn Gertrude Schwalbe Mary Absher Cortlandt Preston Mary Ollie Biles Kathleen Adkins Martha Binder Elizabeth Jerome Elizabeth Gray Mary E. Reeves Special Reporters— Virginia Garner Cora Emmaline Henderson Sunshine Kirby Eugenia McNevir Elizabeth Torrence Jean Patterson Martha Moore Sara Ingram BUSINESS STAFF Business Manager Isabel Pollock Advertising Manager....3a.ne Williams Exchange Manager .. Ruth McConnell Susan Rawlings Margaret Ward Dorothy Courtney Ruth Dickieson Agnes Brown Ann Taylor fircutation Manager.Ma.itha. Schlegel Asst .Cir. Mgr Florence Ledbetter LEE AND JACKSON If you had casually mentioned Fred erick March, or Gary Cooper, or Fran- chot Tone to your very own grand- mamma-the-great, when she was about your age, she, no doubt, %vould have looked at you with delicately modest blankness But, if you had said something to her about General Robert E. Lee, or Lieutenant “Stone wall” Jackson, recognized as Lee’s right arm, she would have clasped ■her hands in rapture, heaved a maid enly sigh, and breather, “Oh, aren’t they wonderful and brave gentlemen?” Just as your heart flutters now when your favorite actor’s latest pic ture is the talk of the town, so did great grandmother’s heart doubly pal pitate at the accounts of the brilliaint and daring exploits of two of the greatest military geniuses as well as two of the noblest characters of the Civil War and of all timt. During these last bewildering days just before examinations, let’s not forget to pay tribute to the memory of Robert Edward Lee whose birth day comes on January 19th, and to Thomas Jonathan Jackson, on Jan uary 21st. FEELINGS OF A FRESHMAN FACING HER FIRST EXAM January 22nd! Ever since I re gistered way back in September, that date has been in the back of my mind, haunting me like a bad dream which one cannot forget. During the bulk of the Christmas rush, a very faint voice kept saying that I really should study a little for exams, but I always managed to drown it out by singing rather loudly the new tune I had heard at the dance the night before. Now, however, the voice is growing louder and louder and I can no longer drown it out, for January 22nd is less than a week away! I have been hang ing on the heels of the upper-class- men for the last few days trying to get helpful hints and general know ledge about this—to me—strange and new pastime. “Never taken an exam? You poor child! Certainly am glad I’m not in your boots—you’ll probab ly be so scared you’ll forget exery- thing you ever knew.” Remarks like this one have been showered one me from all sides, and I was really begin ning to feel a little panicky, when some kind-hearted, level-headed senior gave me the following advice: Study hard for exams and try to allow enough time to cover the ground thor oughly. Get plenty of sleep and don’t let yourself become nervous or ex cited, because you can never do your best work in that state of mind. Although I am only a lowly Fresh man, I know good advice when I hear it, and I intend to follow these dir ections as nearly as I can. IMPRESSIONS GAINED ON PSYCHOLOGY TOUR With the usual promptness and ef ficiency of eager psychologists fifty- five little Psychologists left Salem' campus at eight o’clock Monday, thir ty minutes off schedule. While many of the cherubs attempt ed to recapture a broken beauty sleep with a cat nap, the more intelligent of the bunch wrestled with brain teasers, the nature of which will now be disclosed. “A druggist came out of a drug store one night. He saw a man stand ing on the corner. The man took out a match, struck it, and lit a cigarette. The druggist immediately took out his gun and shot the man whom he had never seen before. Why did he shoot the man?” If you can’t figure it out ask Mar tha Owen or M. O. Biles. Carolina was made on schedule time, and every boy was prompt in meeting his blushing patootie. Just ask Lucy James, Maria Garrett and Margaret Sears to lecture on the pos sibilities of mental Telepathy at Caro lina. Dorothy Courtney could write a book on “How One Feels When One Is About to be Electrocuted.” Duke University was found to be in tip-top shape—so was the Dope Shoppe. Miss Zachary and Miss Rig- gan are still on their tin ears about those couples wandering around over the Duke Chapel. Dr. McDougall’s rats gave a most excellent performance of “Romeo and Juliet” in honor of the girls; however Mr. McEwen disgraced the bunch when Dr. McDougall asked him if he were training white rats and he an swered, “Yes, I have twenty in my General Psychology class.” When drinks were ordered for the bulneh. Fan Scales benevolentiy crooked, “G’wan, order beer. I’ll pay the sales tax.” Of all the nerty places visited Dix Hill was the most nerts. Before leaving, Garnelle Rainey, Lula Mae Motsinger, Francis Norris and Ida Reznick received a standing invitation for the coming year there. Several girls made dates with the billionaire and chair director. Josie Chase took the cake however when she asked the big butter and egg man (who once sold groceries to the Hoovers) to “come up sometime.” In spite of the most excellent music rendered by the “In Back Headache Chorus” (which will sing all request numbers if the lights might be cut on between verses) a good time was en joyed by all. SEE THE COLLEGE DATE-BOOK Did you ever stop to think what would happen if every organization on the campus made its plans for meeting without any consultation with either of the official keepers of the college date-book. Miss Lawrence and Mrs. Rondthaler, or Dean Vardell if it concerns the music department? Well, any number of things might happen, particularly if the Recrea tion Room of Louisa Bitting was to be used. A “Y” Association meeting would probably bump right into a secret conclave of The Pierettes. The History club might run afoul of the Young Democrats, and Dr. Anscombe might forget that he is an intelligent historian and think he is a Young Democrat. The I. R. S. might stage a fashion show in Memorial Hall at the identical hour that Broadus Staley or any other organ people are using the organ. It would be very well for the fashion show to have the music, but it might affect Broadus’ powers of concentration to see beautiful young ladies prancing about in new spring clothes. Of course, some of these are per fectly absurd examples. But why illustrate a principle. This next ap plies particularly to leaders of any organizations on the campus. When you plan something please don’t wait until you’ve already fixed refresh ments or invited the speaker to run over and ask Mrs. Rondthaltr, Miss Lawrence, or Dean Vardell, if the time and place are convenient. Now a word about this date-book. It sounds like a “popularity guage” for “ the attractive young college girl.” In reality it is a schedule of various events slated to take place at the college for days ajid mcfnths ahead of time. You can readily see that in view of the activities and in numerable meetings on the campus it is absolutely necessary to have some sort of system about this. Remember that the backbone of this system is the College date-book in the hands of Mrs. Rondthaler or Miss Lawrence. If everyone will remember this, we will all be spared embarrassing and uncomfortable situations. {SALEM WORK HOnsf j by Annie Secret Willdoo By Annie Secret Willdoo GOT THE JITTERS ! ! ! Is Chemistry spelled with an “D” or a “E”? Have you ever seen a Gollywog do a Cakewalk in the Asia tic sea? The radius of a hexagon is no less than the square of the foot note on the other two term papers. Did Dean Vardell or Santa Claus play Easter Bunny at the Halloween party last Christmas? What was that you said, Mr. Beethoven? Speak louder, please—these cabbages are on ly two ears on each side of ray head— thy can’t be expected to take in all the sweet nothings, floating around in the air—there are millions of them, you know—Every word that has been spoken for the last hunion mildred years is prowling around my head right now trying to sneak inside my little weeny ears. Just then I heard P. L. Cobb’s voice doing a week-end sigh, originally mant for Ann Taylor. His voice has been here so repeatedly lately that almost anybody can tune in. Wait—somebody else is trying to cut him off. I think it’s another Cobb —yes—it’s faint and plaintive—“Oh, Jinny, how come you to eat that fish tonight?” Wait another minute, Su- zie, Herbert’s trying to say something —pardon me—he want’s to talk to you— Before I got off on this ’ere ear business, I was thinking about get ting ready to prepare to study for the big, bad wuff’s that are coming in to our happy little family next week. I was just fixing to ask you a few questifl(ns about the Red ,,Gaunijlet that Jean Marlow gave to Christopher Harlow as a wedding gift.i You, who know the answer—you, who know— yoo boo no, you who well, the editor says to me just before I went crazy, “Baby, Annie old secret will doo—.” But the man on the radio is singing “Annie doesn’t live here anymore,” at least not until af ter those Exams have huffed and puf fed and we’v blown our brains out— But there is one little ole secret I might tell you, and you, and voo-doo- de-o-doo—If you will all study for every Exam in the presence of a radio, or better still, within hearing distance of twenty-five racjios, you too will be asking—Does Chemistry start with an “G” or a “P”? Did ypu pvey see a polywag do the rumba in a cuy pf buttermilk ?-’-^^Does this have tp start all over again?—Now, now, MiSS Willdoo, be calm and study your An^ cient Love Letters——the Exam on them will be given Isometime this summer—or maybe a pop test at Eas ter. Isn’t this a tender one?— “Darling, in closing, let me say>—” Salem’s got the twitters—got the jit ters; and this is Wayne, old Pain, signing off to greet you next Thurs day evening at this same time—Don’t worry, you’ll all be dead by that time. A. S. W. (Meaning at this time of year—Aunt She Wild?) PICTURES Dirty little pictures. Pull of finger marks and grime. Dirty little pictures. Rolling back the time. YeUow little pictures, Padef} put anfi torn, Yellpvir little pictures, Gay faaes ana fprlprp, Sacred little pictures, Life changes while you grpw More sacred little pictures, M, 0. Biles WHArS THIS? WHY—, After the announcements during the first half hour of Y, P. M. Wednesday, January 17, we had a treat—not only enjoyed, but needed— Yes, honestly, Mr. Schofield led the student body in three hymns. He told us just how to sing them and when we had finished the first hymn he said, “That’s fine”—he really did. He can’t say any more that we sing abominally at Y. P. M. since we reached such heights Wednesday morning. Perhaps if we keep on im proving people may ask us out some time—to sing. It won’t be long be fore ^e can look back and say, “Six months agp ^yhen we sang in Y. P. M. Mr. Schpfield lavfghed, but now he thinks we’ll pass,” We s'hpuid like to have Dean VardpU and Mr. Scho field direct our singing mpre pf'ten— that’s a hint. (But don’t tell (any body.) (NSPA)—It is estimated that the students at Washington and Lee Uni versity spend almost as much of their money on entertainment as they do on schooling.—Swarthmore Phoenix, LISTEN Do you want to know how it feels to be on speaking terms with a sure ’nough, honest to goodness movie star? Just ask one of the girls who went on the hockey trip to Richmond last fall! Any one of them will probably tell you that, “Oh, deah me yes! Frances Dee and I are very' chummy, indeed. She’s a chawming girl, chawming!” and ask Cokey Pres ton how it feels to flirt with (or rather at Walter Huston. You see it was like this: just as the Salem crowd were leaving Alexandria, they learned that Joel McCrea, Walter Hu- son and Frances Dee were at Fort Meyer (about five minutes ride away) making a picture. Miss Atkinson, no doubt remembering her youth, (and very probably'harboring a secret de sire to see Joel, her'’self) finally suc- combed to the pleading looks of her four charges and generously offered to drive them out. Great was the rejoicing thereof, when, after meeting many soldier boys along the by-path, the girls were allowed to station them selves within three feet of a very or dinary taxi which contained the ex traordinary personnages of Frances Dee, Walter Huston, a lady whose name proved to be Marguerite, and the driver. The Salem girls forgot their manners and stared openly; in fact. Cokey was so entranced and she showered her dimples so freely on Mr. Huston that the taxi driver fin ally had to drive him away to a place of safety. The other girls were naturally indignant at this outrage, and Cokey was in deep disgrace, when the taxi returned. This time Mr. Hu ston alighted, dressed in an officer’s uniform and with a makeup around the eyes that would rival some of our own debutantes. At this point Cokey nob ly regained her former prestige by daring to approach Miss Dee, armed with a fountain pen and notebook, and asking her for five autographs, which the young lady obligingly (much amus ed) wrote. Just when Cokey’s cour age was being prodded to the point of approaching Mr. Huston, he and Miss Dee were called to begin work. A highly interesting scene took place then. Miss Dee and Mr. Huston took their seats on a wagon (a similar though larger edition of the kind used behind pet goats,) which was attached to a huge barge affair loaded with Kleig lights, cameras, and other ap paratus not known to the uninitiated. True to expectations, there were many trench-coated men, megaphones, horses, and camp stools distributed here and there just as usually por-r trayed as being “on location.” When all was in readiness, the cameras be gan to shoot the scene, and the barge began to move, pulling after it the wagon on which Miss Dee and Mr. Huston chatted without making a sound. They disappeared at last down tlie road, still perched on their high seat, in noiseless conversation, A few other facts gleaned by the girls were that Miss Dee was very pretty except for a layer of orange grease paint completely covering her face and neck, that one of the direct- ors had received only two hours sleep May Go to Congress Mrs. Marian Clarke of Fraser, N, Y., who is the widow of the late congressman, John D. Clarke, has been nominated by the Republican party to represent the Thirty-fpiirth New York district in congress. The district takes in sections of Broome. Chenango and Otsego counties, and all of Delaware cpunty. Mrs. Clarke was Marian Williams of Cheyenne, Wyo. FROM HERE AND YONDER Bad Dreams; I According to the Carolinian-. “All men are born with an aggres sive hatred to which they must give vent. Dr. A. A. Brill, noted psychia trist, declared in a recent address at Banard College. We are willing to obey the law and lead fairly respec table existences, the speaker asserted, but when we examine our drams and fantasies, we find ourselves killing somebody every day.” College Firsts Prom an article entitled “College Firsts,” which appeared in The Pion eer, Catawba College, Salisbury, N. C., we find that: Harvard was the first institution of higher learning in the United States, had the first summer school for chem ists; offered the first college course In industrial chemistry; conferred the first Doctor of Divinity degree; made the first practical astronomical use of the photographic process, in taking the first photograph of the moon, and the first photograph of a star; had the first professorship of medecine; was the first to require for admission: Latin and Greek, Geography, Alge bra, Geometry, Physical Science, Eng lish literature, and Modern Language; and won the first football game played in the U. S. broadcast in England (against Yale in 1930.) High-Minded? The juniors at State Teachers Col lege at Farmville are presenting an original production, “Stars,” based on thy Courtney from Davenport, Josie “Star light, star bright. First star I’ve seen tonight I wish I may, I wish I might, Have this wish I wish tonight.” New Book A new book entitled, “The Indian in American Literature, and written by Dr. Albert Keiser, Head of the English department of Lenoir Rhyne College, was published December 18. The book describes and interprets for the first time the highly significant part the red man has played in the literature of our country. It has been approved and praised by the greatest authority on Indian lore. Air Operas “The iJ-ast American college studpnl: body >vill be be1;ter enable^! tp un^er^ Stand and appreciate the works pf' the great French, German' and Italian operatic composers and singers at the result pf the weekly broadcasts from the stage of the Metropolitan Opera House in New York which are heard over both nation-wide networks of the National Broadcasting Company each Saturday afternoon during the win ter—the first of the series, Hansel and Oretel, was broadcast on Christ mas Day. Each opera is broadcast in its entirety direct from the stage of the Metropolitan opera house during the regular Saturday matinee per formance. Usually about two and one- half hours of radio time are required for one broadcast.” The Duke Chronicle. Weekly Thought Tht following is The Weekly Thought ^hich appeared in The Com- eman from the Moraviani College and Theological Seminary, Bethlehem^ “You are not responsible' if disren- table persons ring at your doqr; but for the persons whom you systematic^ ally take into your home life, you arp permanently responsible. Just SQ for the thought that you dwell on, that yon turn as a sweet morsel under the tongue that colors and shapes the whole fabric of your life—for that thought you are responsible.” Merrill E. Gates. GOOD LUCK Because the members of the Salemite staff will of necessity be right with you on exams next week, we feel sure that you will excuse us from giving you a paper during those trying days. May we there fore take this opportunity to wish you Good-Luck, Good Health, and Good Night, until February 1. (NSPA)—A student in a logic ex am at Marquette ran out of subject matter after -jyriting three pages, he wrote: “I don’t think you will read this far, and just to prove it I’U fell you about the baseball game I saw yesterday.” For another fiye pages the student described the game, an} he was never called on it.—Ring Tnm
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