f. a •> Pap:e Two THE SALE MITE October 28 iQ^n 7(/e Wi6Jt . . . . . . the hea^ould be regulated more evenly throughout the various buildings on campus. With this, the first cool snap, we were begin ning to get back our energy until they turned on the heat! Now whenever we enter a build ing we feel like keeling over. The girls on third floor Bitting can scarcely breathe and on second floor it feels like a hot house. What with the coal situation at present, we suggest that the administration save on heat, and thereb^^ save our fevered brows and sore throats. %/e eMofbe . . . . . . Miss Anna Butler and Miss Othelia Barrow will soon be up and out with us Salem- ites again. We miss seeing Miss Anna work ing with her flowers and seeing Miss Barrow in the dining room. %/e ^elt, . . . . like ladies Wednesday night at the birthday dinner. The candles, the flowers, the bread and butter plates and the dinner music were a far cr.y from the usual mad scramble that takes place at 6:00. In a busy week few people have time to linger over coffee and dessert but the extra' fifteen or twenty minutes silent at the birthdaj^ dinner were not wasted time. AVe forgot parallel, comp papers, club meetings, labs and pops for a little Mobile. AVe have only one suggestion to make and that’s “Whv don’t we do it more often?” %/e Weicj04fve . . . . . . letters from the students and faculty at any time. The Salemite will print no un signed letters, but names Avill be withheld on request. We urge suggestions and corrections that will make the Salemite a better paper, and we solicit comments on campus relations and administrative policies. %/e ^lunk , . . . . . that Halloween is fun too but remember when you start serenading Monday night that it is not the person who put your mattress under the willow tree that will clean the soap off Main Hall windows but Miss Essie and her Staff. Let’s all celebrate but also let’s avoid causing additional work for others. Salemite CarohoN C*Dc(um fi Published every Friday of the College year by the Student body of Salem College Downtown Office--304-306 South Main Street Printed by the Sun Printing Company Lower floor Main Hall OFFICES Subscription Price—$2.75 a year EDITORAL DEPARTMENT Editor-in-Chief ...... Dale Smith Associate Editor Joan Carter Read Associate Editor _ _ Ruth Lenkoski Assistant Editor Clara Belle Le Grand Make-up Editor __ , Mary Turner Rule Copy Editors _ Mary Lib Weaver, Jane Fearing Music Editors Cammy Lovelace, JCathryn Pitts Editorial Staff: Betty Leppert, Polly Hartle, Sybel Haskins, Winkie Harris, Lee Rosenbloom, Gene Watt Stokes, Norman Jarrard. Editorial Assistants: Lila Fretwell, Lola Dawson, Polly Harrop, Sis Poser, Clinky Clinkscales, Fay Stickney, Marcia Stahl, Betsy Farmer, Liz Le- land. Typists: Ann Sprinkle, Janet Zimmer. Pictorial Editors: Joanne Mills, Lorrie Dirom. Faculty Advisor Miss Jess Byrd Business Manager Robert C. Gray Assistant Business Manager Mary Jane Hurt Advertising Manager Mary Faith Carson Assistant Advertising Manager Rosalyn Fogel Circulation Manager Helen Kessler Sis Sees Slinky Satins; Preview For Stee Gee Dance by Sis Pooser Saturday is the big night. For the first formal dance of the year the gym should be overflowing with Salemites and their dates, soft music, and beautiful new evening dresses by the dozens. Carolyn Butcher will be there with Bill Child from Davidson. She’ll be wearing acqu chiffon with shoulder-straps of gold sequins. The .graceful bodice has a self-bow on the shoulder and gives a draped effect. Ann Blackwell is wearing, ice cream pink satin for Bob Holmes. The skirt is very full and the top is off-the-shoulders. One of the prettiest dresses we’ve seen is Virginia Herman’s black eyelet taffeta. It is strapless, bal lerina-length, and sports a bright red underskirt. Lee Robinson ought to like that! Black taffeta suits Jean Patton, too. Her dress has broad insets of pink lace in the bodice and in the skirt. Jean is dating ■ Nick Gala- fanakas. Joe Miller is coming over from Davidson to escort Beth Kittrel to the dance. Beth’s purple satin dress has a ■ lavender stole and a slight train in the back. (Not enough to interfere with dancing, of course.) Margaret Thomas h:is chosen satin, too. Tier’s is a bright cherry- color and the skirt is yards and yards of cloudy net. Joyce Whitehurst’s black lace strapless should merit appreciative glances from date Bill Stroud Scotty is dating" Davidsonian Howard Fergerson and will wear a strapless wdiite net. ■ Blonde Lou Huntley wiU look like a dream in pale blue brocade with its tiny sleeves and sweetheart neckline. Lou is dating ,l:’ck Covington. Betty Parks prefers taffeta for Claude Raiford. Her dress is made of that pretty bronze changeable material. The off-shoulder top has a net stole effect. Fr.-'.nk Perrin’s sure to agree that Myrta Wiley looks lovely m blue satin. Her dress is strapless ana with it she wears the very popula' stole. Lisa Munk lias chosen a strapless gown for the occassion, too. Her’s is pale aqua organdie cyelei, and has a billowing tulle skirt. Lisa is dating Jack Logan. Barbara Cottrell is dating Buck Roberts Saturday night. Le-'k for 'her in wdiite jersey iced wn.lh pink and blue sequins. Jean Churchill’s new' formal is certainly eyecatching. It is navy blue taffeta with a cascade of or chid taffeta in the back. The top is cleverly laced wdth orchid, and white kid gloves finteh her ensemble. Jean will save most of her dances for Jimmy Street. Judging from the unusual and beautiful dresses hanging in Salem ites’ closets, the Stee Gee dance will certainly be a colorful success. by Frances Horne Well, all the buildings were crazy quilted through the town, each at a different angle with the twisting- est little streets, and it was impos sible to “see the trees for the for est” to paraphrase an old saw. Thus w'e took the nearest building, the Pension Ulishabel. There were no rooms available to accommodate five people, but if we cared to step across the way to the annex, she w'as sure she could fix us up. So W'e filed out the front door and followed her along a twisting com plex path' to 18 annex, which we approached through an alley, paved w'ith cobble stones, and which was distractingly enhanced by contain ers containing the worst smells P. U! In the back door w'e went up several flights of stairs, into a medium sized, low ceilinged, wood paneled room with a whole row of little windows across two walls, potted plants in metal stands and scatter rugs in bright colors on the floor. There were tw'o bowls and pictures on the dresser and a tiled stove in the corner. The most tre mendous feather beds were on top of little dark carved beds. They drag ged in more beds for our approval just like the ones that were already there and put them together. Now with an adjoining room, we were all set. Then we decided to go look around Zermatt. It had begun to get cold as night fell. We put our hands in our pockets and walked fast. We all wondered if Tuckey and L. G. M. had come back and, unaware that we were doing so, subconsiciously headed for the Beau-Site. Imagine all our feelings when Lelia Graham, Tuckey and the three of us converged on the path on the way up to the hotel. It was like a current had held us together! (I definitely think the clear, rare air had something to do with it.) Lelia Graham invited us up to her room, luring us with a description of the plumbing ar rangements. The others got their pullman cases from the man-at-the desk’s office, and we all charged up —not before the same man (also the one who’d offered us a room for 21 francs apiece) placed him self suspiciously in front of the Frances’ Hilarious Episodes Continued From Last Week elevator saying, “You are coming back down, Yes???” to which we replied with enormous hauteur, “Cer tainly !” It was a rather small room, which seemed even smaller with five people in it, but it was very very nice. We all immediately got in line at the lavatory. Cherry washed her hair, in fact, reluctant to pass up the presence of so much hot water, and we deliberated about strolling down the hall to the tub room, but decided against it since it was so cold outside. However, had we realized just how cold the water in the pitchers back at the Quisbabel was, and how much cold er it was going to be by morning, we all would have gone on and bathed anyway. I know it sounds like a morbid kind of—soap-water- fixation, but you see, we still had quite given up our hold on habit, and cleaniness was vital and neces sary—which is not to say that later it was not still desirable, but once you adjust it is easier to get along. Leila Graham and Tuckey de cided to go and eat dow'nstairs. I forgot to mention that we had sup per in a place to which we were attracted because of real “Sarn Yodelers” (or so it said on the billboard but they never material ized). I suppose they didn’t appear until later that night, and we ate around 5:30. We had a wonderful meal replete w'ith vin et patisserie. Just after we ordered, we heard a lot of carrying on out in the street, so we ran and hung our heads out the door. Well, it seems that every morning at six and every evening at six, they beat this herd of goats through the streets for the benefit of tourists. All the bells ring, and everybody shouts and laughs. Then a little man runs along behind them with a broom and pan and brushes up the inevitable. The three other girls wanted to go back to the M!ishabel. I wanted to finish my toilette so I said I’d stay and go down to get Tuckey take her to the pension when she finished eating. When I went down the sun was setting, and the whole flat side of the Matterhorn was glowing pinks, reds and gold. (Continued next week) By Lee Rosenbloom T went'home last week-end. I had been at sehool a month and I thought it was time t go home. AA^e'all make mistakes. " I drove into the city limits of Boeky Moum W'ith- a Look, Ma I’m Home grin on 'my T slow'ed down) as we passed my roommate’ house and pushed her out and threw her ba» after her. Now^ don’t misunderstand me-I like my roommate fine, but the thought of not seeing her ug;ly face for two days pleased me immensely. I w'ent hotne. I opened the door and stumb led over my roommate, still recognizable ab though somewhiat the worse for wear. She mumbled something about her little brother’s havhig the measles and could she please star with us her mother said. There was no alter native. Mother and Daddy came in the front door I galloped to the living room. ATother patted my slionlder ga/dng w'ith distaste at my room- mat" w'ho was standing on one foot in the doomvav trying to look inconspieious. I turned to hug my father wdio had been star ing at me fixedly for several minutes. With out r?spond.i)ig to my greeting he shouted to mv mother in his nsnal tactful wmy “My God Alinnie wdiat’s wu’ong w'ith the child’s face!” 1 1’palized too late that he w'as referring to ray “little rash”—a result of too many Y Store Hersliey bars. AVhile he and Mother wmre deciding wdrich skin specialist to take me to, my I'oommate and I slunk upstairs to beej. Alother yelled after us “Sleep in your brother’s room. A^our sister and brother-in- law- ai'e hei'e wdth the baby and they’re sleep ing in your room”. AA'ith Mother grasping my damp paw, we w-alked into Dr. Horne’s office at 9:00 Satur day morning. By 12 :00 I had read three Medi cal Journals and one complete, illustrated book on fatal skin diseases. At 12:30 the nurse peeked coyly around the corner of the wait ing room door and beckoned to me w-ith a bony finger. Mother nonchalantly dragged me into the w-aiting room where the nurse in formed me that I w-as to take off my clothes and lie dow-n on the table. Dr. Horne came in, grabbed me by the hair and stuck a light in my face. Then he told me to put on my clothes and come into the next room. I did, Dr. Horne said “Don’t eat any iodized salt, tangerines, pomgranites, pickled pig’s feet or turtle soup. Be in the bed every night at 8 :30, and I wdll give you six lotions wdiich yon are to use alternately every half hour. I hope your scars aren’t bad but I whll give yon the address of a good plastic surgeon just in ease”. I said “Yes Sir”, and Mother fainted. That afternoon Alother, my room:nate and I w'put shopping. My roommate bought two suits, three dresses and a mink coat. I bought two wash clothes and a dresser scarf. AVhen we got home, my brother-in-laws parents wmre there. Mother had a spasm, but soon regained her composure and became the perfect hostess. My brother-in-law’s parents took my brother’s room and my roommate and I slept on the couch in the den. The couch is not unfolded very often, therefore my room mate and I are permanently deformed. On Sunday I awoke to hear sounds of hatth upstairs. Mother came down in tears and tol me that my sister was threatening to divorce her husband. I went reluctantly unstairs to find my sister chasing my brother-in-law around the room. He was chanting gleefinlyi “L. S. U. beat Carolina, ha, ha, ha,” MY ther-in-law gratuated from the University a Pennsylvania. I picked up a chair and join^ my sister. M_y brother-in-law escaped, wb’® my sister and I were consoling each other wi thoughts of Army heating the h—■ out of ”® nsjdvania. AVe took the bags out to the car as f lunch was over. I kissed Mother and Dad J goodbye, and opened the door to the car. empty beer can clattered to the wio my brother hastily disappeared around corner of the house. Mother and Dad^^ screamed, “Lee” simultaneously, as my ^ mate and I jumped into the car and mu ® quick getaway singing “Up in the air, Juin birdman.” If anyone else is staying at school ov®^ Thanksgiving, you can find me in Sisters’.