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THE SALEMITE
Friday, October 10, 1941.
Published Weekly By
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EDITORIAL STAFF
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Sports Editor Louise Braiower
Music Editor Alice Purcell
Faculty Adviser Miss Jess Byrd
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Julia iSmith Barbara Lasley , Marj- Worth Walker
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RULES —
Rules are made by the idea of giving the
greatest good to the largest number. One may,
as an individual, think more of his personal
freedom than he does of others. An illustration:
Mr. Smith owns a ear. *He is proud of that
car. He likes to take it out on the highway
and show his friends how he can get ninety out
of it. One day he encounters a highway patrol
man. In spite of his protest he is given a sum
mons.
He knows a public official whom he calls
upon. The ticket is fixed.
.Mr. Smith may be perfectly normal in
every other capacity, but he has debased his
citizenship. This seems to be the attitude of
some students who make rule-dodging a vo
cation. ,
Rules — and Salem has few — contribute
character to a school. Are you a rule-dodger ?
THE LITTLE THINGS
THAT COUNT
We at Salem look up to our Seniors and
realize that to be one is an upward climb. All
of us like to show a Senior little -courtesies that
become her dignity, and she, in turn, appre
ciates them. One that is foremost in my mind
at present is one that we have been a little
careless about this year — that we sometimes
forget to wait for our senior hostess to precede
her table out of the dining hall. Of course
this is just a little thing, but in life the little
things often count more than meets the eye.
—F. N.
WHY COLLEGE?
A teacher pientions a test — all around
the room there goes up a wave of sound. Much
fuss and much chatter and even an occasional
bit of nastiness. That’s the morning after. I
have six other tests that day. What, for good
ness sakes are you here for. This is College and
going to College happens to be your career and
business of the moment. Members of the facul
ty have a p’erfect right to assign tests when
and as they choose. Some really good colleges
have a test a week in every course offered.
Me Coin
PALE ETOILE DU SOIR
Pale 6toile du soir, messagere
lointaino,
Dont le front sort brillant des voiles
du couchant,
De ton palais d’azure, au sein du
firma ment,
Que regardes-tu dans la plaine?
-.a temp'U' s'eloigne, et les vents
sont calnies;
La foret, qui freniit, pleure snr la
bruyere;
e phal^ne dore, dans sa course
leg&re,
Traverse les pres enibaumes.
Que cherehes-tn sur la terre eu-
dorniie?
Mais dej^ vers les monts je te vois
' t’abaisSer;
■Tu fuis, en souriant, melanchlique
amie, v
Et ton troniblant regard cst prSs de
s’effacer.
.’toile qui descends sur la verte
colline,
Tr'ste larme d’argent du manteau de
la Nuit,
Toi que regarde au loin le patre qui
chemine,
Tandis qui pas a pas son long trou-
peau le suit,—
E!oile, ou t’eii vas-tu, dans cette
nuit immense?
Cherches-tu sur la rivo on lit dans
les roseaux?
Oil t’en vas-tu si bells a I’heure du
silence,
Tomber comnie une perle au sein pro
fond des eaux?
Ah! si tu dois mourir, bel astre, et
si ta tete
V a dans la vaste iner plonger ses
blonds cheveux,
Avant do nous quitter, un seul in
stant arrete; —'
Etoile do I’amour, ne descends pas
des cieux!
Alfred de Musset.
THEATRE CALENDER
Carolina
Sun.-Mon.-Tues.-Wed.
“When Ladies Mecft”
Thurs.-Fri.-Sat.
“Charley’s Aunt”
State
Sun.-Mon.-Tues.
“West Point Widow”
Wed.
“Blossom Time” (on stage)
Thus.-Fri.-Sat.
‘Bad Men of' Missouri”
Forsytli
3un.-Mon.-Tues.
“Moon Over Miami”
Wed.-Thurs.
“Model Wife”
Fri.-Sat. *
“Pot o' Gold”
Colonial
Sun.-Mon.
“I Married Adventure”
Tues.-Wed.
“Silver Stallion”
Thnrs.
Fri.-Sat.
“Return of Frank James”
‘ ‘ Tumble Down R.anch in Ari
zona”
SONG OF THE RAIN
Cool autumn rain comes down upon
my head
And fills my eyes with shining
drops of bright
Clean wetness, and my hands reach
out and catch
And hold it prisoner in a finger-
cage.
The pallid sky weeps for the mis
sing sun
Til its tear puddles splash my danc
ing feet.
And turn to tiny, gayly dimpled
streamlets
Gurgling down the gutter to the
street.
Elizabeth Griffin
Clara: “Any fashions in the
paper, papat”
Father: “Yes, but they are of no
use to you, dear. It's yesterday’s
paper. ’ ’
I OPEN forum]
The Saleiiiites question of October
■ith, '“Should council meetings be
open to the student body?”, is
quite a pertienent one and has for
the past week caused very much
comment among the students. The
majority of students, it seems, are
in favor of several open meetings
each year. At these meetings the
president of the student body and
members of the council would pre
side, and the floor would be open
to the students for discussion of
problems which concerns the stu
dent body as a whole. Siuch meet
ings, in spite of the difficulty that
would • doubtlessly arise in their
organization, would certainly be
the most effective method of ob
taining student ideas and sugges
tions for the further ifnprov.ement
of the student government system
that Salem has yet undertaken.
A few students in discussing the
question, have been of the opinion
that all the council meetings should
be open to the student body since
we supposodlj' have an organization
of self-government. In view of the
fact that council meetings are often
coneerne'il with individual and
strictly personal . cases, meetings
open to all would'obviously bring
about a great deal of friction and
quite a bit of embarrasement for
those connected with the ruling of
the case. It is for such business as
this that the members of the seve
ral classes choose representatives
from themselves — representatives
in whom they place the responsibili
ty of making fair and just decis
ions.
Thus, in answer to the question
of the week, the solution which
seems best to us, is that there be
perhaps two or four open student
government m e e t i n gs spaced
throughout the school year so as
best to meet the needs and desires
of the students.
COURTESY COUNTS
Have you ever noticed how polite some of
the gir^s are on the campus? It is really a
pleasure to watch them extend small courtesies
w'ithout the least bit of awkw^ardness to both
faculty and students. To get in this group of
courteous girls, we should stand up when a
"acuity member enters the I'oom and remain
standing until he or she leaves; allow the fac
ulty members to precede us thru an entrance
or exit; refrain from interrupting a conver
sation ; speak politely both in and out of class
rooms. To fellow students we should apply the
(lolden Rule. Always allow Seniors to precede
us from the dining rom; do our part to make
.lining room conversation interesting to all at
the table; and be friendly to both old and new
girls.
ith a little practice we might all be
come “Lady Chesterfields.”
MAKING THE MOST
OF OUR TIME
OUR CUTE SENIORS
It seems rather necessary to
suddenly come to the defense of
the Seniors. There really are not
so uncute as the past issue of the
Salemite says. But Wyatt and
Jennie Dye did a lot to prove it the
past week-end with attractive Char
leston boys. .lennie and Peggy add
another star—it must be wonderful
to have Wake Forest’s two cutest
boys “Sneak and Peck (respectively
burning up the road between Salem
ami Wake Fore.st.
Bitting was well represented at
the Duke-Tenn. game by Mary and
Dee and their souvenirs. ' Marian
and Dot Me were certainly doing
their part toward helping out with
Uncle Sam’s army last ftat. in
Durham. Lucy S. keeps the house-
phone busy with “Call her, please
Sweet Frank. ’ ’ Johnsie Bason—
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MORGAN’S BOOKS
(Continued from page One)
with three things is life: art, love
and death. As a boy of twelve he
had once been locked up in the
tower of his ancestors, and when
rescued he seemed in a trance. From
that time he was as a being apart.
After he was grown, Piers made a
name for himself as a poet and as
a success among women. Much of
his time he spent in Italy, leaving
his wife and son to their own de
vices on his estate in Dorset. Then
he met Mary Leward, a beautiful
young girl who married his friend,
George Hardy, and tried to stay
loyal to him, even tho’ she loved
Piers. In the struggle between love
and loyalty which almost engulfed
her, Mary achieved a kind of
peace. Piers died on the eve of
what would have been for him one
more experiment in his life-long
pursuit of the ultimate. •
The Voyage
A novel laid in France in the
1880's, in the vine-growing district
of the river Charente, and in Paris.
The chief characters are Barbet
Hazard, a simple, kindly soul-some-
thing of a saint, and Therese Des-
preux, the unacknowledged daugh
ter of a priest, who becomes a fa
mous courtesan and diseuse. The
story covers the search of these two
for each other.
There is a .sentimental old Persian proverb
that saj's something about making the n'lost of
the time we spent before we too, to the dust de
scend. This brings to mind innumerable poets,
philosoi)hers, professors and parents who are
eternally poi>i)ing up with the same idea — as
if it were a revelation reserved especially for
them. Occasionally we even run across a class
mate with similar greedy aspirations and we
cnli her a bookworm, avoid her like smallpox,
and continue with our bridge game.
We even blame the faculty sometimes and
call them robots and endow them .with similar
mechanical names. But times seem to be chang-
Mig. I don’t think we will have much room to
blame the faculty any more. Registration day
convinced me. Instead of trite phrases of the
proverbial character we seemed to have come
face to face with enthusiasm. Instead of
“Make up your own mind what you want to
take. It’s up to you—” we heard, “Do take
this course. You’ll love it.” “It’s the best
cotirse — absolutely the best I teach.” “You’ll
like it better than any course you’ve ever
taken.”
Well, that’s w’hat we like to hear. The
’acuity seems to be doing it’s part. Who know's?
We might have a pretty good school with a
little more enthusiasm.
PATRIOTISM
“Patriotism is more than a pride in the
physical greatnes of sour nation, more than
pride in its natural resources and in M;s tre
mendous armament. Genuine patriotism is a
quality rooted deep down in the souls of men
and involving their niinds, their wills and their
lives. It demands honor, love and service of
our nation. Such patriotism is based on the
inescapable virtue of justice and love. But
this type of thinking and active patriotism is
not only rare today, it is difficult. This type
of patriotism . . . needs aggressive citizens who
will take immediate legal and aggressive ac
tion against those who enjoy the hospitality of
this land with the definite hope of destroying
us.” — The Rev. Ignatius Smith, 0. P., head of
the school of philosophy of Catholic University,
Washington, D. C., says todays patriotism needs
loyal citizens who divide their allegiance with
no other nation in the world* — A.C.P.
Cicero said loud-bawling men were driven to
noise by their own weakness.
—Plutarch.
They may chain the tongues of men; they can
not touch their minds.
—Erasmus.
A man can die for another’s life work; but if
he go on living, he must live for his own.
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