North Carolina Newspapers

Pap:e Two
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
%/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
%/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.
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
Subscription Price—$2.75 a year
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-
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
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-
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
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'
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
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
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 ”®
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
If anyone else is staying at school ov®^
Thanksgiving, you can find me in

Page Text

This is the computer-generated OCR text representation of this newspaper page. It may be empty, if no text could be automatically recognized. This data is also available in Plain Text and XML formats.

Return to page view