Friday, September 30. 1938.
I'uWished Weekly By The Member
Student Body of Southern Inter-Collegiate
Salem College Press Association
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Kditor-In Chief Helen McArthur
Associate Editor - Alice Horsfield
News Editor - Mary Thomas
Junior Editor Sara Harrison
Sports Editor Emma Brown Grantham
Music Editor - Helen Savage
Betty Sanford Madeleine Hayes
Sue Forrest Sara Burrell
Margaret Holbrook I-^ee Eice
Mildred Minter Katherine King
Katherine Snead Eunice Patton
Hannah Teichmau Geraldine Baynes
Feature Editor - Tillie Hines
Eleanor Sue Cox Frankie Tyson
Betsy Hill Jackie Ray
Nancy Suiter Mary Charlotte Nelme
Mary Lee Salley Mary Davenport
Lena Winston Morris Peggy Rogers
Kate Pratt Forest Mosby
““ BUSINESS DEPARTMENT
Hus'iness Manager - Edith McLean
Assistant Business Manager Bill Fulton
Advertising Manager Virginia Breakell
Exchange and Circulation Manager Grace Gillespie
Carol Cherry Patty McNeely
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” EXCHANGE AND CIRCULATION STAFF
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ftCPRCVCNTKO FOR NATIONAL ADVBRTISINa BY
Come not ever back to grieve me;
Here thou must not enter in.
Leave, 0 leave me! and forgive me,
That I have so happy been
Shall I shun it ? Shall I try it ?
Now, this doubting to despise.
If thou wilt not leave me quite,
Care, I prithee, make we Avise!
Thou art come, it is well, for of thee I am. fain;
Thou hast lighted love’s fire in my bosom amain.
All hail and all hail to thee, heart of my heart,
Aye, a hail for each year that fate kept us apart.
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you planned.
Only remeiTuber me; you undei“stand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve;
For if the darkness and corraption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had.
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that yoit should rememlber and be sad.
PARK IT IN THE
Two years ago Salem built a brand new beautiful gym;
it was big and handsome and whole and clean. For the past
two years, that gym hais been our pride and joy, but did you
notice last year that somebody had decided it was a good park-
ing-place for chewing gum? After the games of the basketball
season, ehewing gum could be found everywhere, especially
under the edge of the bleachers. The boards under each bleach
er were painted white, and how those little brown wads stood
out in contrast!
Last year Salem built a brand new l)eautiful library; it
was big and handsome and whole and clean. But not long
after we moved into that building, if you looked under the tables
in the Reading Room, you cO'Uld see more little wads of old
During the summer the two buildings were cleaned of
these discarded “cuds,” There are numerous trash-baskets in
each place; so let’s park our old gum in them and have no more
of it sticking around in our gym and library to ruin their ap
pearance and leave ugly spots. You know it isn’t very nice
and that it looks bad too, don’t you?
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OLK LIFE IN U. S.
DISPLAY IN UBRAR^
An interesting display on Ameri
can folk life is being exhibited in
the library this week. In this ex
hibit are photographs of North Caro
lina mountaineers, interesting char
acter studies of these people by Mrs.
Bayard Wooten, noted photographer
of Chapel Hill. These pictures were
loaned by Mias Marjorie Knox.
Interest in primitive sections of
our country has increased in recent
years as folk life has tended to dis
appear. Of the various books seek
ing to depict phases of the old cul
ture, Allen H. Eaton’s “Handicrafts
of the Southern Highlands” ranks
high. Mfty-eight photographs by
Doris Ulman, with a number of illus
trations in color, greatly amplify the
In 1907 Mr. Bussell Sage estab
lished the Bussell Sage foundation
“for the improvement of social and
living conditions in the U. S. of
America.” In carrying out its pur
pose the foundation maintains a staff
which, among other duties, conducts
studies of social conditions, where
new information, its analysis and in
terpretation seem, necessary in order
measures aimed at improvement,
to formulate and advance practicable
“Handicrafts of the Southern
highlanders” is the result of one of
these studies. It is the story, of the
revival of the old handicrafts in the
southern mountain districts of the
United States: The making of furni
ture, wood-carving, spinning and
weaving, pottery making, quilting,
bakset making, hand made musical
instruments, with some glimpses as
to the future of these crafts.
Aunt Sal Creech of Pine Mountain,
Kentucky says, “Weaving, hit’s the
prettiest work I ever done. It’s a
settin’ and trompin’ the treadles
and watchin’ the pretty blossoms
come out and smile at ye in the
kiverlet. ’ ’
‘ ‘ Hit '8 better for folkses char
acters to larn ’em to do things with
their hands,” says William CSreech.
Another book on this section of
the country is Horace Kephart ’8
“Our Southern Highlanders,” a
sympathetie description of the life
and customa of the mountaineers
who, living in the southern Appala
chian region, are shut off from the
outside world. A bear hunt, the
habits of “moonshiners” and the
spirit which engenders violent feuds
are interestingly treated; and mnch
This week we are beginning the
practice of announcing in the Sale-
mite the chapel programs planned
for the coming week, for the benefit
of the student body, and especially
of the day students. On next Tues
day morning Helen McArthur wUl
speak on Bertita Harding, who, as
has already been announced, will
open our lecture series here on Octo
ber 11th. Mrs. Bruce Williams will
speak on dramatics an Thursday
morning. Friday, Mary Worthy
Spence, president of I. B. S. will be
in charge of the program.
HAVE YOU MET
A member of Salem’s class of 1891
—' the first senior cla.ss to wear cap
and gown, to have a class ring, to
plant a clasts tree — Mrs. Jones is
today as active, as enthusiastic, as
young as the youngest freshman in
the new class of ’42.
She is sixteen again, and little
Mattie Woodell, getting her first
glimj>ae of Salem, each time she
turns the corner by the old mus«um
and faces Salem Square. She cor.
responds with and visits her class
mates of almost half a century ago,
and can give as accurate ( and much
more, picturesque!), an account of
them as an Alumnae Becord.
Mrs. Jones has just paid her last
visit to Salem — her “swan song”
she calls it. She has worked and
saved for eight years to come back
— all the way from Hollj^wood, Cali
fornia. She made a leisurely trip,
stopping wherever she pleased to
renew friendships begun long ago at
Human nature hasn’t changed a
bit, she says, and laughs at how,
when she was at Salem, they played
the same old game of beau-catching
(a concentrated form of it, done
mostly with the eyes — the village
lads at that time being the youug
Pfohl boys and tall, slender How
ard, the president’s son). When they
were caught at it, it was the lad
who .suffered. She remembers the
time she lost a beau because he had
to learn ninety-nine Bible verses for
signaling to her in church . They
were all experts in the game of lip-
reading and sign language.
To tease the teachers and escape
restraint wa.s the chief desjre of her
classmates. “We were young and
silly, ’ ’ she says,” and I have apolo
gized to my teachers a thousand
times since then.” She is glad to
see the new attitude of friendliness
and informality between the girl»
and the faculty.
The most amazing story that she
tells is the one of the Salem ghoat.
In those days, just as now, it was a
favorite trick to skip church. One
Sunday evening a crowd of church-
skippers hid in a room in the part of
the dormitory nearest the church and
trembled over ghost-stories. Mattie
(Mrs. Jones), and Sadie her best
friend were both disgusted at the
treml)ling bunch of girls and agreed
that at H certain signal one should
slip out and re-enter the room clad
in a sheet at the most exciting point
of the story. The story-teller was
just reaching the climax when the
door quietly opened and in glided a
spectral figure in white. Such a
•scattering and hullabaloo of shriek
ing en.!ued that the church congre
gation next door thought the col
lege was on fire and fled from the
church, leaving behind them purses,
gloves, and prayer-books. Somebody
called the Salem fire department
which turned out in full force!
They never found out what the
ghost was. and the girls were too
seared to tell.
Mrs. Jones now has two sons, but
no daughters to send to Salem. How
ever she has a young granddaugh
ter who IS a prospective Salem alum
na of the next generation.
information concerning a people of
whom little is known is given. The
book contains excellent photographic
reproductions and maps. ,
Of a slightly different nature is
“The Scenic Besources of the Tena-
essee Valley,” a collection, from
many sources, of descriptive mater
ial, maps, and photographs of the
outstanding scenic features of the
region of the Southern Highlands,
material collected and published by
T. V. A.
It’s not news anymore, but the “new” old chapel is
still an object of wonder to me. Much has been said and writ
ten about its restoration, but no one has actually said in print
just how much this means to us, and how much w^e appreciate
it. The Pierrettes and other dramatic organizatioas have long
been clamoring for a stage, and now we have not only the stage,
but also the old chapel.again! Old students can fully appre
ciate the stage, for they have struggled many limes with put
ting up scenery in Main Hall, with trying to get tlie curtains
to work, and with other difficulties.
The new .students w'ho haven’t had an opportunity to be
in this building in the day time when the sunlight is shinmg
through the beautiful stained-glass windows have a treat in
store for them. Those windows have a fascinating history
which we hope Dr. IRondthaler will tell us sometime.
In the first issue of the Salemite this fall an editorial was
printed saying that this paper would attempt to represent as
nearly as possible the entire student body and that the editorsi
would only be the organizers and not the owners of the paper.
In this same article we asked for helpful criticism. Last week
an article entitled “Open Porum” was left in the Salemite
office. It was a criticism directed against the editors of -the
paper, not the staff, and, it was based especially upon last
week’s issue of the Salemite, referring to that particular issue
as a “sloppy” paper. To prove its point it listed step by step
the reasons for the weakness of that issue. Many of those
reasons contained excellent criticism — such excellent criticism,
in fact, that we used it as a basis for improvement as far as
possible upon this week's issue of the Salemite.
However, since this article was entitled “open forum,”
we regret that the writers of it failed to sign their names. It
is understood, of course, that only signed editorials can be
printed, and we are puzzled as to just why the names were
We editors admit that we are not infallible. We admit
that we make mistakes — far too many of them, but we are
very eager to profit by past experience. If it is the opinion
of the majority of students at Salem that the paper is not giv
ing them what it wants, it is obviously the duty of the students
to demand a change. For this reason a suggestion box is be
ing placed immediately in the Salemite office (3rd floor of
Lehman Hall), to receive student suggestions and criti'cisms.
These criticisms will be gladly received and carefully con
sidered not only by the editors but by the entire Salemite Staff.