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Friday, November 28, 1941. THE SALEMITE Page Three. We are back from Thanksgiving tolidaya, have already started us- up our, food brought from home, but though liko Mother Hubbard our cupboard may bo bare — the shelf as usual is not: It seems that Cupid played his part in the Thanksgiving celebra tion as well as Mr. Turkey. ) '“Kaeky" is walking in the clouds &fter having dated “Punk” for three nights straight, but what is “Punk” going to say when he finds out that she is going to I*avidson with one of his best friends 1 “VeeVee” is running “Kacky” a close race because she dated the one and only “Boy Blue”. ■ , Nancy Stone had a fine week-end ^ the V. M. I. Bing Dance with the Bruce (who is mmmm). The ' Citadel Cadets are doing all right ^'ith the Salemitc^s—Sarah Bowen is happy over seeing Joe—and Ai- leen and Eip patched up all prev ious differences—Lynne’s interests are definitely tuned toward a cer tain cadet, too, these days. “Happy 'fas seen at th(? Citadel-Davidson game shinning in all her glory— «ould it have been because of James? Mary Lib Bray had to make a very convenient stop in Chapel Hill Sunday night. It could have I been intentional—Bob brought her back to Salem Monday morn. I Speaking of returning to school, I Clarion B. and Manning had a per fect trip back—might have been because Lee and Tommy brought them back. The Army took a per fectly good private away from his one-and-only — “You’ll never get fich, Koy,” but Kemp won’t mind — Spartanburg is perhaps a little ®^dvantage. Cupid is now known as Uncle Sam. Margie Kay didn’t Diind eating her turkey dinner here—Walt came to share it with her. What these Army boys can do I to Salem Conventions!—Veda got ' Out at 1:30 a. m. for a 15 minute fendezvous with Dick w'ho was on his way to Langly Field. Love ■nust be grand! Pep up Avis — this next week-end shall be all yours and Dick’s! What has happened between Jean Hilton and the captain from Wake ^'orestt One of the big events that took place at Fall Germans which Seemed to go unnoticed was the •‘ecaptivation of a Beta pin by Lucretia, and Rousseau was seen giving that gullible look to Bob Stockton as if it were her first dance. Noxt time you have to get Martha’: 200 aviators dates, Betsy, call us up. Would you believe it, the boys at Harvard thought Nancy McClung talked slow. We hear she had a super-time — only four dances in two days. What we would like to know, purely from Psycological interest, is why Else Newman goes' around doodling on her notebook a huge “J. C.” Wake Forest—Got some thing on your sub-conscious, Elsiet Nona Lee Cole was surprised the o her night to hear the unghostly voice of an old heart-interest sup posedly left on Long Island—seems ho hitched a ride on an Army Bomber and dropped in for the evening — or perhaps Nona was a little excited when we got the story. . There was a touching reunion ot Salem girls in New York last week end. With tears in their eyes, three ex-patriotes gathered togeth er to comment on the joys they had left behind them after which they all went to see the Broadway show: “Claudia”. Don’t worry about them though, it was simply Bralower, Lib Kead, and Bobbie Whittier who are all three safely and happily back. Biddie is so proud of her newly acquired Kappa Sig pin that she has been walking around like a pouter pigeon. Kose Lefkowitz had an exciting visitor when she brought her Alvin from Baltimore over to school with her Seems the day students almost mobbed them both . . . why didn’t the rest of us get a crack at him? Pinky woke up Thursday morning to the tune of a cream-colored Packard with a black top. Come spring holidays, we shall all see. Babe declares that despite the fact that B. B. was in the hospital over the holidays, she did enjoy her visits to see him. Was it just the internes, or the fact that every- thing waH under control, Babe? The Seniors were quite surprised to see a lighted red-lantern hanging from the downstairs front bedroom win dow of Bitting after the house meeting Wendnesday nite. On further investigation, we learned there was a possibility thait the night watchman left it there! ! I Lucy is hoping to have a big time Christmas after one letter of intro duction from Duke t’other day! How do you do it gal. One consola tion, no interference from Carolina. Well, kids, the shelf seems to bo polished up for this week—so long only three weeks till Christmas so —Be Good! Musings Doris Shore walked into Dr. Kondthaler’s Bible class the other day with her Eed Cross knitting. He (the professor) was immediatej^ reminded of Madame Let arge i - the “Tale of Two Cities”, vvho made signs by dropping stitches in her knitting—and Dr. Eandthalor suggested to Doris that she could take her class notes in her knitting if she wanted to. I couldn’t help wondering then just what sort of message Jean Hylton and Carrie have been trying to convey. If you don’t get what I mean, just watch them. It looks as if the seniors will be caroling to the tune of Ralph Wal do Fhuerson and transcendentalism on Tuesday night December 17 all night long. Although I realize that December 18 is a school day and that faculty members do have a perfect right to a.ssign a twt whenever they want to—I think its a rather gueer time. But it’s not half—not a third—so queer a time as giving a test on Friday Novem ber 21, after Thanksgiving! Dr. Willoughby’s freshman Kng- lish class was somewhat amazed and amused in last Wednesday’s class when Dr. Willoughby trans lated this sentence into the mo dern vorsion: Sweets to the sweetest, darl ing!” he said as he handed her a box of candy.” Here is Dr. Willoughby’s trans lation: “Here’s somethin’ for you, kidl” During the same class she asked the freshmen out of mere curiosity just what did “screwball” mean. As a possible definition, we would like to submit the following: A screwball is any person ycung or old—whose mental facul- .ics are out of the groove — in other words, one who isn’t all there. It is any human being (usually) described by high school jitterbugs affectionately, or otherwise as be ing “wacky” or just plain nuts. Is that any clearer! SCHOOL MASTERS HOLD MEETIN6 On Wednesday evening Novem her 2(5 at 6:30, the Northwestern tKstrict of the North Carolina Educational Association met at Sa lem College. The Association is Composed of superintendents, prin cipals, and classroom teachers. Mr. Gradj' Owens, prt'sident of the club, presided. The speaker for the evening was t)r. Walter Wilkins, Co-ordinator of School Health Co-ordinatiug Serv ice of North Carolina State Board of Health, who was introduced by James A. Holmes of Leaksville. His speech was a plea for a better un derstanding between the schools and the state board of health con cerning mutual responsibilities to wards the realth of pupils. He made a special plea for the under standing of the health situation. After the talk the organization took action in which they conveyed to the state school committee the ■ feeling of the body that the law ■ should be changed to allotments of teachers on an average of daily memberships instead of attendance. The idea is to avoid difficulties in the interpretation of what is meant by “sickness” and “epidemic”. Mr. Clifford Bair sang two solos accompanied by Miss Laura Pitts. Dinner was served to the i8 mem bers who attended the meeting. DEDICATION Qo^rutxlcUtii They ain’t funny, they ain’t humor- rous. They ain’t even droll. Those 8:30 classes just kill my soul. Ootta got out of bed at 8:15 One time’s O. K. but it’s a regu lar routine. Gotta hurry, gotta rush, gotta go half-dressed. Kven teacher looks sleepy, it should be confessed. Rush by the dining hall—gulp down some toast And inaybo some milk—no more at the most. Grab a book—leave the right one behind. The right colored books but just the wrong kind. Dash up the stairs puffing like the breeze. And sink in a chair with not so much ease. Before you know it—asleep as a drunk. No wonder those 8:30 classes are the ones we flunk. ^ ^ri .lAimr VaKvO was five before she learnel to count.” Who says the day students’ needs go unnoticed at Salem? We here by dedicate the following joke.s to the girls of the Student Activ-ities Center who hav6 been deploring the lack of jokes in the Salemite. —The Editors The doctor was visiting Rastus’ wife to deliver her twelfth off spring. While riding along with Rastus he saw a duck in the road. Doctor: Who’s duck it that? Rastus: That ain’t no duck. That’s a stork with his legs wore off. Will you marry me? I’m afraid not. Aw, come on, be a support. Healthy: “Don’t you think sea travel is broadening?” Seasick: “I’ll say! It’s b'inging out things I never knew I had in ft L' Professor (at summer school); Do you believe in heredity? Teacher; Yes. There’s a little boy in my class who has to go home every day for his books, pencil, and pen. His father’s a plumber. Prof: You missed my class yes ^erday, didn’t you? Lou: Not in the least, sir, not in the least. A farmer was losing his temper trving to drive two nmlos into a field, when the parson came by. “You are just the man I want to soo,” said the farmer. “Tell me how lid Noah get these into the ark.” Two men were discussing the rea son for success and failure. ‘ ‘A good deal depends on the formation of early habits,” said Howard. “I know it,” ritplied Roy. “When I was a baby my mother hired a woman to wheel me about, and I have been pushed for money over since.” “Two eggs, please,” said the diner. “Don’t fry them a second after the white is cooked. Don’t turn them over. Not too much fat. Just a small pinch of salt on each. No pepper. Well, what are you waiting for?” “The hen’s name is Betty,” said the waiter.“Is that all right, sir?’ The little Sunday school boy came home recently and told his mother that he had been studying about the 23rd Psalm. When she asked him what the 23rd Psalm was, he replied: “The Lord is my chauffeur, I shall not walk.” “Bobby, how old is your sister?” “Twenty-five.” “Twenty-five? She told me she was just twenty.” “Oh, I expect that’s because .“'he The man and woman approached the theatre, evidently expecting an erening’s enjoyment. As the man stepped forward to purchase the tic kets, the woman grabbed his arm. “Alfred, 1 do not liko Chinese plays, she exclaimed. I do not want to see this show,” plays,” she exclaimed. “But this is not a Chinese play.” “It certainly is—the title is right there on the front of the theatre— Sun. Mon. Tu.” PIN-HEAD PORTRAITS What makes a college? Why, the people in it, naturally • • • ° and what are the people in Salem —we’ve been running around m a tizzy trying to find wonls to de- scribe ’em. Take Emily Harn.s for instance, “precise” is the word for Emily. She even looks precisely petite and keeps her room and her life both in precise order. And what words could describe Vi^Ja Bav«rstock, who always seems to be emerging from a perfectly beau tiful vision, who blinks her eyes and looks about her in ever-fresh wonder, and who is delighted with what she sees? There is a phrase to describe Leila Sullaven, Leila’s ‘on the beam”; she smiles serene- y, she lives with moderation, plays with moderation, and — but, we really don’t know how she studios. And, oh yes, Reese Thomas. Chau cer gave us a word for Ro(?so, “gentilesse” — that one cant bo improved upon. We’ve got a word for Mrs. Downs too; it’s “cnthusi ustic”. The warmth of Mrs. Down’s enthusiasm heats our interest to the combustion point and we catch fire with her. (Though she probably thinks we’re all hopelessly asbes tos.) As for Louise Carpenter, well, wo know' a word that will not fit lii^r — it’s “inconspicuous”. Of course there’s only one word for Dr. McKwen: “psycological”, yo* can apply it any way you choose. A good one-second description of Lucy Springer would be “direct’ , maybe, and “forceful”. And Betty Hill, “dworalive” is the word for her, especially in tho class-room. “Little Yelverton” reminds us of a Hleok little kitten you don’t dare pet because of its insolent and chal lenging stare. Tho word we think of for Polly Herman is “com placent” (except where math is concerned). The word for Ldith WalkiT is “blue”. Sis Shelton is simply “male bait” — you ought to hear the Seniors agree on that one. And Lucy Farmer’s theme is: “I yam what I yam”. Lib Grif fin makes us think of a vanilla eclair (if there is such a thing) and Ruth Beard of green olives. There arc a million other people, and a million other words; if we’ve failed dismally, choer-up: the Greeks had a word for it! When the donkey saw the zebra. He began to switch his tail; Well, I never,” was his comment; “There’s a mule that’s been in jail.” IT’S CHRISTMAS TIME At the ANCHOR Stare You feel it the minute you step inside our front doors. SHOP EARLY Anchor Co. Inc. W. Fourth At Trade DIAL 6126 COMING DEC. 4th Watch for the Little Red Man A mother was very much put out because tha teacher insisted on a written excuse explaining her son’s absence from school following a severe snow storm. Whereupon tho mother sat down and dashed off the following note to the persistent school teacher: “Dear Miss Kitty: Little Eddie’s legs are 14 inches long; tho snow was 18 inches deep. Very truly yours, Mrs. Franklin Sylvester Johnson.” ON STAQiG IN FEESON CHARUE SPIVAK The Man who plays th» sweetest Trumpet In the world.” AND HIS ORCHESTRA FEATXmiNa • Gary Stevens • The Star Dusters AND • Bunny Shawker • PRICES Matinee — Orch. 44c, Bal. 33c Night — All Seats 55c ONE DAY ONLY, DKO. 4th Shows At S - 6 - 7 - 9
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