Oct. 1, 1943.
THE SALEMITE
Page Three.
FIFTH COLUMN
REPORTING:
Now that Salemites have became
more or less settled and are ‘at
home” to callers, Salem has liven
ed up in its traditional way.
Lehman Hall leads the list for a
wholesale gay weekend. Sis Shel
ton with us for the last time as
“Miss Shelton”, as her marriage to
Lt. Jack Koach will take plaeo
Saturday night. Also old Salemites
‘ ‘ Stu” Snyder and Ellen Hearne
were on campus for the weekend.
Men? Yes, there were men too—
Mildreds’ Bill Smith (reallyOi
Betty’s Winnie, and Peggy’s Ed.
Little is known of ViVi’s weekend
at home—but you can easily tell she
had a glorious time? by looking at
her still-beaming face.
Its’ off to Chapel Hill for the
Carolina Penn game this weekend
for ^tudent-Byrd, Jenny Jenkins
(who’s going to see the owner of
■“the pin”), Casteeii, D. Little, and
Lois? More power to you, girls, and
to Carolina.
The dates who added so much to
our campus last weekend were:
Graham (MariO, at it again), Cecil
(Wink), Kemp (Guta), Tansy
(Kacky), Austin (Nbrmie), and E.
L. “the darling child;” to say noth
ing of the fr(?shmen who lead the
campus with menannobel Allen,
Light Jaslin, Ellie TTodd and Kitty
Miller, with two dates (she sent one
home).
.Tust ask “Bull” and Mary Fran
ces about Chick’s and George’s pro
longed week-end. (Just mcmtion
George, and note M. F.’s reaction).
Ben Lacy’s appearance on the
campus Monday and Tuesday almost
went without notice, ’cause it seemed
so natural.
Of coursO you saw the uniform
with Sebia on Tuesday—did anybody
miss it ?!
Meredith Boaze and Margaret
Yount lost no time in getting down
to Duke—the second week-end of
school.
Coyte Eedfearn was seen sport
ing around the campus last week
end with various dates.
Again our fair freshmen are
planning to out-do the upperclass
men in the matter of dates for this
week-end. For instance, Bernice
Bunn, “Janie,” Fair Miller, Beftty
Hennessee (Tomm!), and Nan Hiatt.
E. O. T. C. let loose last week-end
from Carolina— hm-m-m-m— pretty
good! Julia made another hit and
is running to Carolina-Duke game
with Phil. Marguerite, Sherry and
Scmora were also taking over Caro
lina’s V-12 unit.
Fran Beeves and Mary Lib hailed
Oak Ridge last week-end. Mary Lib,
say Costeen’s little sister is your
competition.
Sounds bad—Carolina-Duke rivals
are dlready knocking down chairs
in the Smoke House!
How would w0 get along without
Jenny, Hae, and Betsy to enter
tain (!) our dates on boring Sun
day afternoons?
Even though Jimmie Lee can’t
date his “regular,” he still is loyal
to Salem.
Betsy’s telegram must have set
h(?r back—she’s in the infirmary
now. By the way, how’s Ensign J.?
Dot Leonard’s Bill J ? ? ? ? ?
Come clean, Snider, and tell us
who it is—Kandy or Homer? We’ve
been hearing things and we want to
know which?
Happiest girl on campus last
week-end was “Butch.” Jimmy was
here and that teflls the story—course
you’ve noticed that pin she’s sport-
ing.
Whv isn’t Julia Garrett happy
over Bill’s coming? Could it be
that she’s confused asto who’s pin
to wear—Buck’s or Bill’s?
He’s one of the Jones—Don—and
we’re telling about that killer that
S(?bia Midyette had in tow Tuesday.
Erleen Lawson and Juanita Miller
are all for the Navy, too. Laura
Hine’s Med. student is back, and
from all reports, everything’s o. k.
Wonder who’s frat pin our own Sa-
lemite editor is wearing? Lucile
Newman is runner up to Lucy Farm
er for having the most spontaneous
vocabulary in the school—to our es
timation. Martha Sherrod is still
the most unpredictable of day stud
ents—we don’t even know who lie
' is now and we live next door. Kitty
MILDRED BUTNER
MARRIES LT. PARK
Orange blossoms? Well, no, but
everything else was the same—rice,
tin cans, etc. It’s natural to see
our energetic A. A. president, Mil
dred Butner, down at the gym, shov
ing baskets or playing hockey. What
is not natural is to see her standing
in front of the minister promising
to “love, honor, and obey.” Last
Sunday Mildred married Lt. Bill
Park of the XT. S. Army. The sus
pense was worse on the spectators
than on the bride—she was perfectly
self-contained.
This week Mildred is in “unan-
noui.ced parts” for a honeymoon, but
next week she will be back at Sa-
hnn to finish her school year—our
best wishes!
WILL POWER
VERSUS “ME”
Ah ecstatic! This rain is discour
aging. Sloshing about in boots, le-
versibles and queer head gears just
doesn’t appeal to us. It makes our
hair ooze down to our shouldcJrs in
thin strands—ugh—-marvelous that
we don’t vote for May Day beau
ties yet!! Speaking of May Day
beauties, have you too noticed the
new material—not to mention some
old remodelled figures wandering
about. One such case vows “a sum
mer in the mountains did it.” After
much wangling we finally got down
to the truth of the matter. We
thought, for the convenience of those
of you who would like to be relieved
of a few voluminous curves and to
save further enbarrassment of the
said experimenter, we would now
print the amazing story.
It really isn’t too amazing. Any
one can do it, but—and we here
quote—“It takes hard work and
plenty of will power.” Hm-m-m-m,
will power is just what we definitely
lack—grand! The problem of meals
is solved simply by eating only or
anges—two at each meal (“and we
don’t like oranges,” we say, and
loudly groan). Then, too, if you
are real ambitious you can try that
gruesome method of exercising—and
Miss Averill has to literally drag
us down to gym. Well, children,
there you are—slim as a shadow ih
three months. No? Oh, we like
them, uh, plump!
WHAT, WHEN,
WHERE
When: Saturday, 8:30
When: Saturday, 8:0 ^
Where: Gym
What: “Y” Recognition Vespers
When: Sunday, 0:45
Where: Old Chapel
What: Spanish Club
When: Monday, 7:00
Where: Bitting Building
What: Dr. Rondthaler
When: Tuesday, 10:20
WJiere: Assembly
What: Founder’s Day
When Wednesday
Where: Salem College
What: German Club
When: Wednesday, 7:00
mere: Bitting Building
Angelo’s “Charlie”??? And then,
there’s Barbara Weir saying good
bye to Leneer and hello to Joe all
on the same day.
Had best close now before the
mad dash of week-end planning be
gins.
PIN YOUR FAITH I
ON THIS LABEL ■
FRUSTRATION
DAY
Frustration Day—Sept. 13, 1943
Weather Report—Salem College—
Sunday, Sept. 12, 1943
Climatic conditions are fair, tran
quil, and serene. All is quiet on
the campus front.
■—Monday, Sept. 13, 1943
Flash! A sudden and violent storm
has taken place. What was once
unruffled calm is now a bedlam of
confusion.
This is Registration Day, more
appropriately termed Frustration
Day. The scenes which take place
now on this long-awaited day of
arrival are scenes which Salem’s
ivy-covered walls have looked upon
for hundreds of years, but which
always are new and different and
everconfusing.
—Grass-green Freshmen running
around in complete chaos. Heavy
bags being lugged up three flights
of stairs only to be thrown down
with a wham and a sigh. Oooohs
and aaahs at the sight of the room
which is to mean home for the next
nine months. The first daring trip
across the street to the Post Office
which will mean second home for
the next nine months. Meeting that
much wondered about individual
known as a room mate. A nervous
introduction to the Dean. Smiling
new faces and fri(3ndly hellos. After
a sniff or two of a strangely de
lectable odor, the discovery of the
Krispy Kreme store which should
carry a great big sign, “BEWARE”,
though certainly no Freshman could
resist it. Later the eternal standing
in line for registration during which
you wonder wildly what the rookies
have been complaining about. May
be they did get hypos, but after
all this strain a nice restful dose
of morphine would be delightful.
Strings of conversation—“Hello
Betty! What? Oh! please excuse me.
Hello Jean!—“Gosh, what a cute
girl. Wonder how bangs like that
would look on me?”—“Would you
please tell me where I am? I’ve
sat down in three smoke rooms now,
thinking I was in Clewell?” etc.
vTQhe jfirst gathering in the Old
Chapel, whose four walls will con
tinue to haunt you during Freshman
Orientation Week. SUPPER, go
capitalized because everybody
knows a Salem girl’s first concern
IS food. The twilight settling of
shadows around the church spires
and dorm roofs. Lights winking
on all over the campus. A little
first night celebrating, followed by
the nightly ritual of getting ready
for bed. Lights are blinking out
and you finally settle down. Just
before going to sleep a few sighs,
a few memories, a little feeling of
insecurity and wonderment, a, dream,
an ambition, a determination for a
successful college life know
ledge that never again will you
experience a day so bewildering, so
perplexing, and yet so wonderful as
your first college day.
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. . . With Salemites as Counselors.
By Mary Alice Neilson and
Barbara Weir.
Camp is good for one’s health, but
sometimes we wonder if counselors
hadn’t just as soon spend the sum
mer in the hospital. At least it
would be more fun to be flocked aft
er by good-looking interns and doc
tors than mosquitos and mice.
A counselor’s life? Well, it’s sort
of a strain on the nervous system,
especially the ringing of the dear
old alarm at 7:30 a. m. which sound
ed exactly the same as a brass drum
beating over our heads after a night
at Ethel’s (the hot-dog stand where
the counselors go at night to relax
after a hard day’s work). The only
thing that could drag us elderly la
dies out of bed (after having fought
mice all night) was the thoughts
of that good breakfast that Miss
Stockton would have ready, plus the
director’s threat that every counsel
or that was late to breakfast would
have to clean the wash-room—a most
distasteful job that both of us can
vouch for—after quite a bit of ex
perience along that line.
As counselors, we both lived in
small tents in which there was
plenty of room when our tent mates
went home for the week-end and
took all their bags with them—aft
er, of course;, wo had already become
accustomed to sleeping with our feet
hanging out of the tent. Every
morning we would get up, comb the
dew out of our hair, brush the mil
dew off our clothes, and plait twenty
children’s hair—they didn’t know
how to comb it that way themselves
but their mothers thought it would
be less trouble at camp to wear it
that way—they didn’t think of us.
Pigtails — gr-r-r-r.
The breakfast gong would ring—
what wouldn’t we give to read the
morning paper as we drank our cup
of coffee. But no; the children were
to have a vacation from war—no
mention of news. We’ll never forget
the sermon that Sunday when the
minister mentioned the iAvasion.
How did we know he meant Sicily?
We just hoped that Frank Sinatra
hadn’t been killed or Broadway been
hit in the bombings.
And then the rains came. In the
morning we would teach folk danc
ing; in the afternoons, practice
folk-dancing. Then that night, just
for variety, wo would have a folk
dance. (You can imagine how much
we felt like dancing after a night at
Ethel’s). And those campers were
the most energetic souls—they must
have stored up energy all year to use
at camp. The counselors would try
to folk-dance the little “angels” un
til it would seem they would drop
I asleep from exhaustion, but it was
' always the other way around—that
is, the counselors would be the ones
to fall asleep.
When the rainy season was over
and the elements stopped rumbling—
and the fog lifted enough for us to
find the lake—we went swimming
and canoeing, and regular camp ac
tivities were resumed.
But then there was our problem
child — the one that wanted atten
tion so much that she skinned her
leg and had to be carried around for
a week.
Finally the five weeks passed and
we came out in one piece (one peaee-
o’-joy). As we rode into Winston-
Salem, we were as thrilled over the
sights of the “big city” as Bea was
of Gopher Prairie.
And now, forget everything we’ve
said. Being a counselor at camp is
life, great fun, and all that and if
anybody says anything against it,
don’t believe them—But one does
need a few weeks’ rest after the
ordeal.
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