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Friday, March 3, 1939. THE SALEMITE Page lliree. •V fEATUKES EEATUICES BEAUX ANH ARROWS SENIOB Since when did Louisa change her address to 308 Park Place, Char lottesville, Virginia? . . . Why did Griffo come back from home with such a long face? He must have been out of town . . . Felicia traded big ring for little ring last week end . . . That reminds us: Senior dorm was quieter last week-end than ever before. ITor awhile Tootie held the building down by herself . . . Was it worth a Bill to get to Greens boro, Tonnage? , . . Martha reports that she played bridge with her- family the first night she was home. Ha, ha, ha . . . Forrest says she’s going to write Dorothy Dix to find out how to keep her man. Why doesn’t she save herself the trouble, and just ask Bill, or Martha, or Jane? . . . Ask Mac her recipe for coffee. We hear that the flavor is delicious! JUNIOR Sarah you seem to have done very well for yourself — wasn’t it two dates within a week? . . . Mary Yen, Lib Norfleet and Ella Walker are looking forward to spending the day with Louise in Durham Sunday . . . Katherine don’t feel too bad about not Iiearing from Bernard for a whole week — after all Philadelphia is a long way ofE . . . Fanny is going home this week-end. We wonder if “Doc” is going to be there . . . Sarah Euark it was too bad you couldn’t go home Saturday — We hear Henry was very disappointed. SOPHOMORE They say Kelly Anne’s theme song these days is “I Get Along Without You Very Well.’ ’ Keep at ’im, Kelly he’s worth it. In the meantime, Dick’s awfully attractive . . . Won der if I'Vankie and Harry got home all right? . . . Sue Forrest is still writin’ initials on her notebook — mostly (ys and S’s. What could those letters possibly stand for . . . Eng lish Lit. has us all bothered this week. Revolution and Romance, ’.specially Romance, are all very fine in a way — but still — ... Anyone wanting to see Jackie Ray will find her byj the telephone booth (mostly in it), any night from 6:30 to 7:00 . . . Katie King has two invitations for next week-end and can’t decide between ’em (namely. Citadel and V. M. I.). It must be nice — more power to you gal. FEESITMAN Mary Adams certainly was sur prised when “Mule” come to see her last Sunday night ... We won der if Marguerite Bettinger was as excited over her two callers as the rest of the girls on her end of the hall were . , . Emily Neese must have had a grand time at Wake Forest. It certainly sounded as if she did. . . . Lucile Paton and Jenny Lind certainly rate. Dates for basket ball games! DAY STTOENT Calling all cars — calling all cars — 1937 Pontiac Coupe — license number 58-487 — last seen at the bus station, Winston-Salem, N. C. ■— if seen, please notify Jane Kirk. . . . Seen at State last week-end — Estelle Hatfield and Elinor Trent . . . Sarah Burrell has been getting a lot of letters from Furman Univer sity recently . . . Holbrook was very excited when she returned from' V. M. I. because she held hands with Wayne Morris . . . “Butch” is con templating getting an ex-member of the( “Man-Haters Club” to come down and give a lecture to the club. . . . Ask Lena if she think.s absence makes the heart grow fonder; she dated Bill Petree last week-end. THE DETHRONED QUEEN By Frances Angelo » “You certainly look contented. Why are you sitting so peacefully out here in the hall?” “Me? Oh, I’m waiting for some one w’ith an umbrella to come along. You think I’m going to run out in that rain and go to gym? Not me. I’d out first.” Presently, down the atei>s of South Hall comes the queen — the girl witli the umbrella. Trailing her, come the ladies in wa'.ting for the umbrella. Arriving at the door they meet the complacent gym-suited girl pa tiently and cheerfully waiting for a piece of an umbrella. Then confusion. ‘ ‘ We can’t all walk under this cellophane lamp- shady shelter.” “Oh, shucks, I always forget my umbrella when it rains. Isn’t tliat silly? I even left my bandana at home! Woe! Woe!” Pouring rain — positively pouring. Five brave lassies start out on the run and settle the argument by leav ing only three for the umbrella, and three people for one umbrella at Salem is quite a desireable arrange ment — except for the two-on-the- >utside. So —• off start the three, laughing leliriously. For a few steps, every thing is fine. Then the two-on-the- outside, spying the five running friends, gloriously free, unhampered by an umbrella, dash forth from the girl with the umbrella. “Who wants to bother with the old thing anyway. They don’t do any good. We get there lots more quickly this way.” Surprised, the lone sheltered girl with the umbrella walks on. “MACBETH” By Marion Norris There must be millions of alarm clocks in the world and I am sure that there are many like mine, but strangely enough, I have no objec tion to any of these clocks except one This particular clock lives in room 326 and, unfortunately, belongs to me. My neighbors have niiuied it “Macbeth” because “Macbeth doth murder sleep. ’ ’ I have heard that there are rising bells at Salem which start ringing at seven o’clock in the worning, and yet I sleep peace fully through these bells. But when “Macbeth” starts its morning work, my sleep is rudely disturbed and I am not even allowed to finish my dream. I am compelled to stumble across the room and put a violent end to the ringing or bear , the dis gusted looks and sleepy, accusing eyes of my roommate. Alarm clocks must have an inter esting history. I think they must have started as a means of torture in medieval times probably people were seized and thrown into wet, dark prisons which were bad enough, but, as a climax, the poor people were tormented by alarm clocks. Or these instruments of horror might have had their beginning during the era of the persecution of Christians. When a lion refused to dash madly into the arena and devour every thing in sight, the persecutors might have turned on an alarm clock to in cite the savage beast to rage. Yet their origin might have been more recent. Maybe there were alarm, clocks on the island of Elba which encouraged Napoleon to escape from that place. Whatever their begin ning was, I am sure that it was brought about by someone who had kind feelings toward no one. It is late and I must wind my clock and go to bed, with the origin of alarm clocks still unknown to me. I set my alarm and climb in bed, but I cannot sleep. Who invented alarm clocks? Could it have been a German? Was that the cause of the World War? INTO ETERNITY By Reece Thomas She sat there stiff and erect. Her heart was thumping madly, and in her eyes was an unuttered supplica tion. Beads of perspiration formed on her brow and trickled slowly down the side of her face. She clutch wildly at her chair and wait ed for the blow to fall. Outside a dog .barked and chased a squirrel across the dampi earth. Oh, if only she were free again ■— free as those two, released forever from these walls! A clock somewhere ticked away the precious minutes. For a moment she glimpsed into eternity and saw her life spread out before her. Sud denly a maddening “Plop, plop, plop!” of gently falling objects echoed through the room. She clenched her teeth and suppressed a scream which tried to force itself in to being. Then all at once she knew there was no hope; she steeled her self for the moment and waited. As the invisible clock struck the half hour, she took a deep breath and held it determined to show no signs of defeat. The “plop, plop, plojf! ” continued steadily with few interruptions, then it became slower and slower and ended with a feeble “plop!” She trembled with relief, xnd her cares vanished for another week — without comment the Eng- ish instructor had passed blithely by her essay and had gone on to the lext poor victim’s paper. Ah, ec- tasy! THEY SAY By Nancy Suiter They say —• they said — and for ever tliey will be saying — ‘ ‘ Who wants to play bridge? Somebody come play bridge! Just for ten min utes! Somebody simply has to play! ” . . . “Answer the telephone. Don’t you know it’s my call?” . . . “Some body change the record, please” . . . “Everybody come look out the win dow, quick!” . . . “Eunice come fix my hair! ’ ’ And Eunice says, “Ye gods and little catfishes!” And Louise says, “Now, Prof. I just wanta tell ya.’’ Patty says, “You silly little thing.” but Cherry exclaims, ‘ ‘ Isn’t that cu- ute?” And Mildred breezes in with “How ’bout that little job? It just rooks. I thought I’d just poop oiit.” Babbie says, “You ain’t lying, chicken.” And when Mazie Mc- Gehee says, “Dee-arie, it isn’t a word of it so. You know it isn’t dee- arie,” Dobbins answers, “Of course, dee-arie, of course.” When Esther says, “Sally done it,” Katherine says, “Oh my good ness, ’ ’ and Lyell puts in her ‘ ‘ toi-ti- toi! ” Hilda Mae says, “I hate to do it but I’ll pop you good,” and Alice replies, “Bud, you know it.” “Here Bismark, come on Bis- mark,” calls McCoy. “If you ain’t a card!” cries Chubbie. And, “Ah daddie!” says Kelly Anne. And they all say — now and for all time, “Meow, meow, scat ^at!” FASHION DETAILS Coats; Types — Basque-waisted, full skirted . . . Loose, full . Flaring coats that can be worn belted . . . Belted, full fronts . Top-coat with pleated front . , Double-breasted tweeds . . . Fitted — back coat not meeting at front . . . Long straight coat, slightly cir cular 8-inch border around hem Artist’s smock type . , , Boxy top — coats. Coats: Sleeves — Wide sleeves MORRIS SERVICE Fountain Specials Toasted Sandwiches ‘EzclustTe Bnt Not Expensiva” Kezt To Carolina Theatre I DARE SAY Those of you who did not read Stuart Rabb’s and Pete Ivey’s squib in their “Pass the Peanuts” column in last Saturday’s “Sentinel” certainly had better run and look it up. Mary Thomas did! For tile Salemite Staff members, particularly: If you are wonder ing what sent several staff members into convulsions at the last meeting, you should look at the second picture from the right on tlie bottom row on the bulletin board of room 17. “Reader’s Digest” enthusiasts please ignore this paragraph. In the latest issue is this tale: O’Grady Sezz, a student once at Columbia, while waiting for a conference with the late professor Brander Matthews killed time by autographing scores of books from the professor’s book- lined office. On the fly-leaf of “Don Juan” he wrote, “To my friend Brander — without whose help this book could not have been written. Affectionately, Lord Byron.” In “Sonnets From the Portuguese” he in scribed, “In memory of our nights in Capri. Yours ini letters of fire”— Elizabeth Barrett Browning (After Brander Matthews’ death the books were snapped up by collectors at an enhanced value). Don’t let this put ideas in your head even if you do have to wait in Dr. Willoughby’s office for a minute or two. These plutocrats Peggy Rogers and Ann Whaling rode from Me morial Hall after Chapel to the Library for a class this morning. PURSERY RHYME If you like your Mother Goose up- to-date, you should appreciate this timely version: Sing a song of Europe Highly cviilized. Four and twenty nations Wholly hypnotized. When the battles open The bullets start to sing; Isn’t that a silly way To act for any King? The Kings are in the background Issuing commands; The Queens are in tlie parlor, Per etiquette’s demands. Tlie bankers in the counting house Are ibusy multiplying; The common people at the front Are doing all the dying —Isaac R. Sherwood, in An An thology of Revolutionary Poetry. ANNOUNCEMENT Beginning next week the Juniors members of the Salemite Staff will edit the paper as has been the cus tom for the past few years. Tliose who will serve as editors are Sara Harrison, Sara Burrell, Geraldine Baynes, Helen Savage, and Frances Angelo. hanging loose . . . Leg-o’-mutton . . . three-quarter . . . Very full, hold in tight at wrist . . . Straight, plain, square shoulder. Coats; Necklines — Collarless . . . Antelope or velvet collar . . . Blue fox lapels . . . Scarf w'ith silver fox puffs . . . Tucks around neck loosen- ing in gathers in front . . . Openwork and hand-work, scallops, embroidery . . . White pique bands or bows on coats to match dresses. Coats; Waists — Basque-waisted . . . Wide antelope sash . . . Extreme ly full, belted in . . Fitted. JUNIOR JAMBOREE SATURDAY NIGHT The Junior Class is having a jam boree Saturday night. From 8:30 to 10:30 in the Recreation Room of Louisa Bitting. Admission is ten cents a girl, or fifteen cents a couple. Now is your cliance to hear all the latest pieces. Refreshments, will be jold. 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