February 25, 1944,
Scoop! A golden water vat in
heaven burst last week an dtorretits
of water have been descending on
Salem College ever since. You say
I’m all wet? Well, maybe? so, but
there are a few things I know:
Nobody makes a more perfect
fool than Xancy Ridenhour, alias
Attawit in “Bluebeard”. And Helen
Slye surely can sing. Was good to
In spite of the man power short
age, the dance created quite a bit of
excitement. Janie Mulhollem’s Wallie
finally got up here. Lt. “Buck”
McNcfely was back, smiles and all,
and managed to get Molly throughly
confused. We saw Formy gliding
across the dance floor with Dick—
both having a wonderful time.
Breck was up to see Julia again.
Ain’t proximity wonderful?
Seems that there were more girls
visiting on campus this weekend
than boys—Nell Benning’s cousin,
Anne Carter’s little sister, and
Martha Moore’s and Senora’s fricfnds.
One of them, we heard, had a dozen
or so hamburgers smuggled in Sat.
Off campus, Luanne had a big
time at the Davidson dances, even
if she did have? to give away Bill’s
present . . . Wink Wall has acquired
a beautiful pin—take a peep, .^nd
from the University of Alabama
comes news that Nancy Johnston’s
On first floor Clewell, Barbara
Watkins is heard runnning around
saying “I really mefan it, honest.”
Now what does she mean??? And
while you’re on first, drop in on
Evelyn S., transfer from Cornell.
It surely was good to seef Sara
Henry on the campus again as well
as Harriot Sutton, Edna Wilson,
MargarcJt Hennis, Ellen Hearn, and
Mary Vaughn Lewellyn, and Kather
ine Cole, who is working in the
office of Dean. Herring at Duke
The old gymn can’t complain of
neglect these days with everybody
shedding life’s blood on the basket
ball court. If you want a good beat
ing, just let Jo McLauehlin or Mary
Miller guard you. And for a laugh,
take a look at rubber-jointed Gud-
ger. Then there’s Mary Coons with
her habitual '*Oh, no!” and Edith
Stovall with those half mile shots.
Got a glimpse of the true American
spirit in assembly Tuesday. Also
a glimplBte o-J the English—^Prue
was singing “God' Save the King”
while we were singing “America”!!!
Besides having a new chapeau,
Teaus’ happy ’cause Frank’s back
in New York.
Things have been popping, as
usual, in Strong this week, what
with Nancy Helsabeck, June Keid,
and Meredith Eoaze going to the
Med. school dance, and Eachel Mer
ritt’s week-end at Davidson. There
were other week-ends, too, but
we won’t talk about them here!
We’ll just say Sheff' likes khaki—
well, who doesn’t, after all!
Well, one thing leads to another,
doesn’t it? Wonderr «when Calveen’s
Jack will be returning? When he
Tell me something. Why is Ed’s
picture in Ticka’s room now? I
thought it (and he) was Meatball’s.
Oh, well—pictures—^have you seen
Angela’s of Eldon? She really goes
in for sailors, doesn’t she?
The dance couldn’t account for
Virtie’sf sprained ankle, could it??
You know, dances not only make
memories—they bring back memo
ries. Just ask Rosalind Clarke. But
Prances Musgreve made memories!
Not just Saturday night, either!
Sd, to get back to week-ends,
Mariy Heefner believes in extended
ones, doesn’t she? Well, she’s got
The Day Students are certainly
attracted to the altar! Charlotte
Richards has traded what she called
a beat-up frat pin for “Better”.
It seems that Louise Totherow has
a tendency to pick on “Johns”.
Nancy Webber is that cute little
blonde seen dashing in and out of
the Day Students Center and the
Smoke House. She’s definitely W. C.’s
loss, but Salem’s gain. Eva Mae
Dorton seems to have an unknown
fan at B. T. 0. No. 10. Euth Shore
1 ia the other a(ttractive transfer.
Betty Likes Waves Even Moore
‘ ‘ Have you ever broken any bones,
sprained ankles or wrists, had
measles, chicken pox, an appen
“If 7,200 uniforms were ordered
last month and 3/5 were delivered
yesterday, how many are yet to
‘ ‘ How did you become interested
in the Waves?”
“Give the opposite of diminuti-
When I went to Raleigh for the
exams and interviews for the Waves,
I was impressed by the many ques
tions like these, and by all the papers
I managed to sign and accumulate
before I left—and, of course, I
was impressed by the Admiral. Ijt
was the morni’ug after the big
Wave’s Bankuet in Raleigh, and
everyone was on their toes in case
the Admiral should come—and he
walked right into the office while
I was being fingerprinted.
All the personnel from the lowest
gob through the commanding officer
were very friendly; it was almost
impossible to do anything wrong.
as they told you exactly what to do
every time you turned around.
In the mental test, the section
on words was hardest, but' I really
enjoyed the sections on mechinical
aptitude and math—thanks to Mr.
Curlee’s careful training. In the
mechanical section there were pic
tures with questions which applied
knowledge from general observation
and fundamental laws of physics.
Many of you would have recognized
the work problems, the boat-on-the-
river problem, and some trig ex
amples on the math section.
After the mental and physical
exams, and fingerprinting, there
were two interviews in which the
lieutenants look over all your let
ters, papers, transcript, birth cer
tificate, and the unmentionables—
“The Great Profile.” You might
think you do fairly well until you
h'ave pictures made for the navy.
In all, it was a most interesting
experience, and I’m looking forward
to June very much—if the Navy
likes my pictures >
The Percy Grainger who walked
out on the stage of Fries Auditorium
last Friday night looked much more
sedate than the one you saw here
on the campus at lunch. Instead of
a bright green suit' he wore formal
dress. Yet even with this change he
made quite an individual appearance.
Mr. Grainger began his concert
with Bach and followed the cen
turies until he got to his own
“Country"' Gardens” and to Ger
shwin’s ‘ ‘ The Man I Love.” His pro
gram was varied and made more en
tertaining by the informal com
ments he offered—comments on the
particular virtues of the selection
of the circumstances that inspired it.
The concert over, Mr. Grainger
autographed program after program.
To the many appreciative comments
he mumbled a modest little “thank
you” in a voice contrasting to his
firm, authoritative stage voice. It
was truly a concert to be remember
ed—relaxing' in its informality and
inspiring in its beauty.
She and her frat pin are very likable.
Speaking of letters, Norma Rhodes
seems to monopolize the Day Stu
dent’s flow i)f mail. Some people
have all of the luck! Barbara Weir
has gone to Wilmington Dela to
look over the DuPont Labs and see
if they meet her approval. She
has only to give her time, the rest is
The dance weekend made the
“ever hopeful seniors” even more
so. There were several with dates—
almost 2%. Kaka had Ted’s brother.
Sue had her cousin (who incidentally
IS a wonderful dancer). Khacky had
Tansie (Q. a., q.). Steele and Nor-
™ie had Gum Steele. Geachee had
Dick—they did themselves proud.
Elizabeth Anne was taken back by
a- sassy letter from Perris, oh—
these sailors. V. V. and Aileen former
^ lonely hearts club but now all
®ail requests have been satisfied
since Woodie' is coming up soon,
^lac is still elated over her trip (g)
home and brings glad tiding of
Bobby. In Bitting, it wouldn’t be
10*30 if Sue .didn’t come downstairs
to Write Jake. Bob has been send
ing “Tap” pictures of native Women
Ott his little island. She’s still hold
ing ground, over these 12,000 miles.
Margie Craig, too, has welcomed
some pictures, but they were of care,
^ew Orleans—Hmm! Adair is still
displaying Ladd’s Valentine flowers.
Maybe Lynn and Ginny Gibson are
reviving relationship with the Med.
School. Tis true-oh-dates Sunday
night. Why did Geeehee rush in the
building so Sunday night? Oh we
recall Dick was here . . .
Well, goodbye for now—gee you
next week—^gotta make a dead line!
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There is a mountain, a quiet, un
changing mountain, that is filled with
spirit and grandeur. White feels
that the Coruway Mountain is
“ friendly-not in a sociable, talk
ative way, but in a way bigger
than thafl.” There is a legend that
the Indian spirits live on top of
the mountains. Whit knows this
and fears, at first, that it may be
the evil spirits drawing him to it,
but then he knows that this is not
true. His attraction to the mountain
is caused by something far great
er than that, maybe a spirit of the
er than that, maybe a spirit of the
To Melissa the mountain is a
threg,tening object, a prossession of
^Vhit’s. Sshe too feels the grandeur
of it, but she is frightened. “Whit
loved this mountain. But she didn’t
love itj” As she ibeeomes more
used to it she likes it better, but
the spirit that Whit calls friendly
is terrifying to her.
The story takes place in New
Hampshire and the author gives an
excellent description of the country
t>y taking the reader from Kettle-
ford up the Merrimack Eiver to
Since it deals with the years be
tween 1769 and 1777, the fighting
of the Americans for their indep
endence from England, it is an
historical novel. It shows the at
titude of the people about the
pioneers, who are like gypsies mov
ing from town to town and never
The war has little effect upon the
people, who are too far removed
from news to know what is actually
taking place. Their only wish is
to be left alone and to be able to
rear their families in peace and
quiet. To them independence means
nothing—they feel that they al
ready have it. A few do join the
army for fear the British troops,
who have been joined by the In
dians, may attack their settlements,
burn their homes, and take away
their wives and children.
Not only ig this an historical
novel, but it is a romantic novel
as well. The love of Whit and Me
lissa is beautiful. Whit is a tall,
quie^ boy, who despises the riot
ous living and drinking of his
companions. Despite his quiet, un
assuming manner, he is extremely
capable and was considered “the
best hand to mow that there was
in Kettleford.” Melissa has more
vitality than Whit, and she also has
his virtue of faithful devotion. They
both have a great depth of feel
ing, and are completely happy
when they are together. Melissa
and Whit could hardly have sur
vived in their new home if it had
not been for Ida and Jonas Moore.
The Moores are typical of the early
settlers, who believe in cooperation
for the best results.
In .contrast to these characters
are the inhabitants of Kettleford.
All of these characters are present-/
ed wtih prejudice, and one is in
fluenced by Whit’s feeling totraxd
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■ The name is strictly “Pormy,”
and if you don’t want a shoe hurled
with force across, Lehman smoke
house, never say, “Mary Formy.”
Maybe there is adequate proof that
intelligence is inherited, for Pormy’s
father is a doctor and her mother
is a former nurSe. This “brain” is
majoring in science £ind' loves it.
Outside of the laborious hours spent
in her afternoon labs, she is now
working overtime, as President of
the Pierettes, on their spring pro
duction of “Ladies In Retirement.”
This capable matter-of-fact girl does
things with energy and gets them
done. Not only does she kn(jw de
finitely what she wpnts, but once
her mind is made up it is hard to
She is just as definite in her love
for good-looking gabardine suits as
she is in her fond devotion for her
old, navy slacks, and big, white,
sloppy moccasins. No one could
mistake this level-headed junior as
she strides along with that char-
acterisitc walk, all her own, to the
Science Building. And on rainy days,
one can see her wearing an out-
of-shape marine-colored rain hat
pulled far- down over her black,
page-boy hair-do, a short, heavy,
navy coat, and olive-drab, woolen
As for her love-life, there is
nothing lacking. At the present, it
is Dan overseas, who gets long,
amusing letters, and it is “Pormy,”
who receives cables, silk hose, and
a fraternity pin.
Loving Lehman life, it is not un
usual to find her sitting cross-legged
on the smoke house floor nervously
fingering her cigarette, or hungrely
EVELYN BIBD SHIELD
IJor a week now we have been
seeing that big white trunk sitting
out in the hall, with the^ initials
E. B. S. on it. We knew that they
stood for Evelyn Bird Shield, but
that was all we knew about the
She arrived from Cornell on Sun
day, a quiet sweet girl, with brown
hair and eyes, but a pink dis
position. She is very quiet but that
only makes you notice her more.
Evelyn has been here only a few days
and already she has met “millions
of people” and she says that she
has liked just as many. With this
friendly attitude—who could go
This newest addition to the fresh
man class can tell you many inter
esting tales about the affect of army
life on the Cornell campus. Her
best story concerns her psychology
textbook which was entitled The
Psychology of the Fighting Man!!!!
And can you imagine being awaken
ed at 7:00 in the morning with “hup-
This latest campus personality
hails from Ridgewood, New Jersey,
but she assures us that this isn’t
er first visit to the South, as she
has spent most of her summers in
Atlanta. After entering Cornell last
fall, she fell down under the sword
of that old demon flu and was
ordered south to school. We are all
glad that she has picked Salem as
her college home!
pouring over a book, or playing a
fast hand of bridge. With her frank
opan-minded o'pionions, alert, sly
eyes, and keen sense of humor it
IS easy to see that “Pormy” adds up
to an outstanding Salemite,
What Did You Do
Today For Victory?
By Mary Bonney Wilson
Outride our post office there is a
poster. My mother remembers it
from the last war. You know, Uncle
Sam pointing his finger at you and
saying, “I want you.” I open a
magazine.' There is a picture of a
boy face down in the mud on a
battle field. Under the picture is
this: “What did you do today for
victory?” “What did I do? What
can I do? I go to the hall to trim
my pencil. There it is on the bulletin
Where? Basement of Clewell.
When? 3 to 5 p. m., 7 to 9 p. m.
Tuesdays, Wednesday and Thurs
What? Making surgical dres
“Mary Bonney, are you going
to help us make bandages tonight?”
says Frances a.s she starts down,
“I wish I could. Prances, but
I just have to study.”
“Well, couldn’t you come and stay
How can I refuse? I put on the
only cotton dress I didn’t put away
for the winter. I bind my honey
locks with a cotton rag. After I
have ^-ashed my hands comes
“Mary Bonney, have you signed in?’’
I am then handed a brown square
blotter with neat black lines on it.
I take up a bit of flimsy stuff cal
led gauze and lay it on the blotter.
“Now you get all these little loose
eftds off first. If you don’t they will
stay in the wound and cause a
horrible infection. Now, turn these
edges in. Fold this down, and this.
Fold this over like this. Fold this
O'^er, and this one. There it is!”
and Mrs. Weinland shows me a neat
little square that I must imitate.
After folding again about ten of
™y masterpieces, she attempts to
show me once more. “This pile is
much better, Mary Bonney. That’s
fine.”, and I beam with pride.
“Well, I believe it is about time
to close up tonight.”
“Don’t tell me it is 9:00 already.
My word, how the time has flown!
‘.‘I get up and go to my room,
feeling very proud and patriotic.
“Rolling bandages!” I shout,
feeling proud. Then I hapen to look
in that magazine again. I’m going
the next night, and the next.
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