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Page Two. THE SALEMITE February 15, 1946. ei tk. juttu !U CLAPP CHATS by Jayne K. Bell TWyidlw Little Red flian U)cii'chifvjl|' ou He is three feet high and very thin. His legs are spindles, and slightly bowed. His feet are so tiny that he wears wooden shoes no bigger than hickory nuts. On his head is a long scarlet tobaggan than stands out when he runs. He wears a tight red jacket over hig trousers and shirt. When first seen he appears to be a hugh black shadow, and then a transparent red blur. After his pranks are over, he appears as a strange glow of moonlight. He makes laughing, peering, taunting sounds wftile sif(ting on one’s desk or looking in a key hole. He always slips through cracks after lights are out and dis appears like a fla.sh on a beam of moonlight. But ho is like all fairies, good and bad, close at hand for those who seek him. Back in the days when old Salem Square was surrounded by a log fence, he would appear under the spooky lantern at the hitching post. He was first seen in the deep cellar of the Brothers House, and first heard by a tap-tap-tap like the tick-tock of a clock, or maybe a shoemaker’s hammer. For you see, the original Little Ked Man was a shoemaker by trade. After the Revolutionary War, the single bretheiii started building a more permanent structure for Brothers’ House. Andreas Kreniser, who wore a red shirt, was mortally injured at mid night while working in the deep cellar. A bank of earthy fell on him and by mprning he was dead. His spirit has haunted this section ever since. It is rumored that his favorite dwelling is the cavenous .cellar of Sisters’ ... so beware of the Little Red Man! From the Boogie Woogle Facnlty Miss Hedgecock: “There is no excuse for a man’s necktie. It does not support his neck; nor hold up his shirt; nor keep him warm. Purely custom, I say! Mr. Higgins: remarks on students who evade answering questions by the use of that interrogative tone in their voices and mumble so no one can hear the exact words. Mr Cnrlee: When his freshmen hesitate he says, “You all talk to me.’ Dr. Anscombe: In Philosophy class he uses Mama, Papa, and Little Freddie to illustrate different wave lengths. Orchids to; Van Jackson’s clowing. Miss Vest’s trucking. Mrs. Starr’s dramatic art. Miss Kirkland’s characterization. Miss Byrd’s typical walk. And the whole bunch for giving us a wonderful night of laughter. Kew Co-ed Have you seen the new co-ed? He is quite tall and handsome, and plans to enter Harvard after a few brush up courses at Salem. Qneetion: What happened to those Tuesday night sessions in I>.ivy Jones’ I,ocker, S/iphomores? We want more of them. Pedro Marion Waters, Carol' Beckwith, Jean Moss, and Betty Ham have completed a painting which they call "Pedro, the Mexican and His Donkey.” It now hangs in Strong’s basement. MTew liOve on Campus 'K bride and groom now live in Mother Strong’s apartment. In fact they are spending a two-week honeymoon there. Need we say mcret Tbanx!! To the Y for the refreshing during exams. It should become a tradition. South Hall A dance given by South Hall last Saturday night was very successful. This suggests that dorm parties would be one solution to the problem of filling our social programs on the week-ends. It is hpped that the dormitories will follow this idea and enliven our campus. Valentines . . . Thebest Valentine wag received by Light Joslin, who may be come Mrs. Jerry Henderson in March. Jerry, who just returned from the Pacific, sent a telegram from San Francisco and plans are in the way. Cupid also visited Miss Burrell . . . If Olin Downes can write his dissertation for the N. Y. TIMES in bed, let’s Clappy chats give it a try! Since Mrs. Starr says laryngitis is immoral, I don’t dare say I have that, but I sho’ cain’t sing ... try balancing a typewriter on your knees, girls ... bet we both end up on the floor—let you know if I survive ! 1! Music Hour Thursday was a ultra-ultra occasion — featuring the soon-to-he-recitalists in all their glory — the program included: /Chorale Prelude on “Aberystwyth” (Whitney) played by Ruth Scott; Novelette, Op. 21, No. 1 (Schumann), Mary Harriett Wlhite; I Wonder as I Wander, an Appalachian Choral (Arranged by John Ja'cop Niles), Alicc Chiles; Finale from Sonata in E flat (Haydn), Prances Miller Sowers; “Abscheulicher! Wo eilst du • hin?” (from Fidelio) (Beethoven), Catherine Bunn; Chorale in B minor (Frank), Edna Staiford; Nun Wandre, Maria (Wolf). Jane Calkins: Cat and Mouse (Aaron Copland), Nancy Ridenhour—wouldn’t you know?— Wings of Night (Winter Watts), Rulh Pitts; and Ballade in A flat major (Chopin), June Reid . . . While we’re on tlie subject of Music Hour, yours trul}^ has been heai’ing more and more complaints from the Music Faculty about ' students who study or knit during the recitals —it has been requested that if we must knit, to do so only before the program begins— Music Hour should be considered as important as a class; after all, we are required to attend it as a class—think how disconcei-ting it must be to sing to a sea of knitting needles :uid the top of everyone’s head . . . ! Chapel Tuesday was a special treat for us music lovers—a trio composed of teacher Miss Hazel Horton Read, violin, Eugenia Shore, cello, and Frances Miller Sowers, piano, pre sented a program of unusual merit. . . ’si)ecially notable was Miss Read’s performance of the Adagio and Allegro con fuoco movements from Vieuxtemps’s Concerto No. 5—the ensemble played Hadyn’t Trio in G Major, th? Adagio cantabile and the Rondo all’Ongerese—the latter was a gigue, enthusiastically received by the audience—may we put in a bid for a return engagement soon! . . . Ask Miss Read how much fun it is to play somewhere every day, to teach every day, to practice for the faculty play every day—makes for much SPARE time she says!! Our Janie P’razier has gone and done it again!! This time she’s walked off with one of the leads in Mozart’s "Abduction from the Harem”—the comedy role of Blonda . . . she is scheduled for three performances—one was last W^'ednesday night, two more over the week end—bravo! Momma Frazier has gone to N. 0. • for the great event—can’t wait to hear the reports!! That’s our Janie for you and more power to her . . . Published Weekly By The Student Body Of Salem College Member Southern Inter-Collegiate Press Association SUBSCRIPTION PRICE - $2. A YEAR - 10c A COPY EDITORIAL DEPARTMENT Editor-iji-Chief EfEie Ruth Maxwell Associate Editor Jayne Bell Assistant Editor - Martha Boatwright Assistant Editor ; Virtie Stroup Make-up Editor Martha Lou Heitman Copy Editor Peggy Davis Music Editor Rebecca Clapp Sports Editor Maria Hicks Marianne Everett, Margaret Williams, Margaret Fisher, Margaret Styers, Teau Council, Frances Carr, Helen Thomas, Bernice Bunn, Henrietta Walton, Carol Gregory, Lois Wooten, Mary Bryant, Eva Martin Bul lock, Colt Kedfearn, Avis Weaver, Meredith Boaze, Betsy Boney, Nancy Carlton, Catherine Moore, Caro lyn Taylor, Lomie Lou Mills, Peggy Gray, Jean Sul livan, Sarah Hege, and Mary Motsinger. BUSINESS DEPARTMENT Business Manager Betsy Thomas Assistant Manager Mollie Cameron Adverti.sing Manager Bettye Bell Circulation Manager Greta Garth Helen Spruill, Lesley Bullard, Baton Seville, Nancy Lee Erwin, Betsy Long, Jane Morris, Martha Brannock, Martha Walton, Nell Penn Watt, Jean Moss, Blanche Hicka, Frances Sowers, Jean Padgett, Jane Mull, Sarah Montague, Betsy Schaum, B. J. Hallman, Roberta Huffman, Mary Patience McFall. Margaret West, Betsy Boney, Angnsta Garth, Jane Morris, Mary Farmer Brantley, Sarah Coe Hun- sucker, Ruth Hayes, Blanche Hicks, Peggy Gray, Mary Porter Evans, Elaine MeNeely. Mrs. Martin’s talk in assembly yesterday was strangely stimulating. It isn’t often we get to hear some one who is a success in the field most of us hope to enter. There are, of course, those among us who are ambitious to be scientists, educators, social workers, journalists—leaders in the world. And we certainly couldn’t do without them. But without a doubt the majority of us have the same burning desire to be homemakers. The trouble is, most of us don’t realize the great amount of training it takes to be a good homemaker. A home-maker has to be efficient in many fields. The complexity of the modern world gives her the i-esponsibility of coordinating the life of the community with that of her own home. The functions of the home have been taken over to such a great ex tent by institutions outside the home that un less these outside influences are interpreted their real meaning is apt to be lost in the rush. Since these institutions are so important to the home-maker, it is her vital duty to see that they function efficiently. To do this it is necessary for her to be alert, well-informed, cooperative. What better place for thi§ sort of training can be found than college? Open Forum If you’ve noticed Clewellites who walk around with one hand on their backs, the other on their knees, then you’ve heard them con tinually complaining about the beds in their dormitory which some de clare have been there since the school first opened its doors. To prove that new beds are a necessity in Clewell dormitory and that that feeling is universal, here are some answei-s to the question, ‘‘‘Does Clewell need new beds?” Gussie (Jarth: It’d do a powerful lot of good for the morale. Ruby Moye: Can’t think of any thing nicer than to get up a little more rested than when we go to bed. Betty Boll: A—-men—at least new mattresses! Ann Carothers: Definitely. Bunny Bunn: Yes. All the other rlornw have new ones. If not new beds, new mattresses. Jean Dungan: I’m so tired—I could sleep on anything, but it would help. Claire Craig: I certainly think we do. But will it do any good to ask for them? Janet Russell; As hard as we work during the day, we need a rest ful night. You can’t sleep with vOur feet and arms hanging off the ‘ bed. Coit Kedfearn; Yes. I think so. It’s a shame to get up feeling worse than you did when you went to bed. Ilenny Waltou: Mine’s O. K. But I think we could use them. I N know Margaret West could. Sara Coe Ilunsucker: I do. Really, honestly, seriously, no kidding— my back kills me every morning. Libba Jefifreys; Yes. Hardest things I’ve ever seen. Rutli Hayes: My bed’s O. K. but I feel sorry for Margaret West. Izzy, Leeper; Certainly. We need a little rest occasionally. Do we • have to go home every time wn really want to sleep? Margaret West; Are you kidding? Lie down on mine just a minute, and see for yourself. Martha Lou Heitman; Oh, my ach ing backl Betsy Meiklejohn: Yes, but we w,on’t he here when they get ’em. Martha Brannock: Mine sags in the middle and is hard as a rock. Boots Lambeth: I do. Gosh, that’s why we go homo so much—so we can sleep in a bed for a change. Peggy Davis: I think two boards should be furnished for each room. Less expensive and healthier. Babe Efird; Yes, especially when your feet haag off! Kathryn Ballew: I now have cur vature of the spine plus. It’s worse than sleeping in a hammock. Giiiny Smith; It would be a vast im provement. Jean Pierce: Good grief from Golds boro! Dot Covington; Beds? Yea! Betsy Schaum: I certainly do! My back’s been hurting all year and my feet freeze at night. Bettye Hatley
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