December 8, 1950
Anne Enters
Story In
Contest
By Anne Robertson
Grandma was sitting in her wheel
chair by the window when I came
in. She always sits there because
she can’t walk. Maybe if she’d
been younger when she broke her
hip she might have recovered, but
bones get a little temperamental
when they’ve been used for ninety
years. It still seems strange not
to see her stalking through the
garden, shouting orders at the
hired man. It doesn’t seem the
least bit strange to Grandma,
though. She’s just as happy mak
ing her little “suggestions” from
a wheel chair. In fact, she’d be
happy anywhere. Maybe that’s
why I come and sit with her often.
When people understand life and
what it’s all about, I like to be
around them. Grandma’s love for
life is contagious and I always
feel different, a little more eager
about it all, perhaps, whenever
I’ve been, to see her.
Some people say that youth lives
in the future and old age in the
past. Grandma just plain lives.
When I came in yesterday she be
gan to tell me about her plan for
converting the land adjoining the
house into an apple orchard. Of
course she has to attend to the
matter of her absentee ballot for |
the coming election first. It would
never do not to support the ,
cause. Grandma’s enthusiasm for
life never ebbs. She may ponder
over what lies in the life beyond,
but as she once put it, “Heaven’s
my home, but I’m not homesick
yet!”
Frequently I can persuade Grand
ma to tell me about the times
when she was growing up, just
after the War Between the States.
Her blue eyes kindle with the glow
of youth again, and I imagine her
pile of gray hair in soft brown
ringlets, the way it looks in some
of the pictures she has. When
ever Grandma does pause in her
busy life to reminisce, there’s one
story she frequently tells me. It
typifies her whole philosophy of
life, and she seems to have carried
its thoughts with her always.
When Grandma was a young belle
in Charlottesville, soon after the
war, many northern girls came- to
Virginia. They flaunted the latest
style, an affair called a turban,
before the young Virginians. Nat
urally, my grandmother wanted
one. Her mammy summed up the
whole situation with this one state
ment; “My gal don’ need no tur
ban to sho’ huh bigness.”
No, Grandma has never needed
anything to show her bigness. As
long as she sits in her chair by
the window, she’ll always be the
guide and stay of our family, our
queen bee.
Juniors Plan
(Continued from paee one)
bie on the piano and will also play
for the singing of Christmas carols.
The celebrity of the evening will
be Santa Claus. Santa will make
an exception to the rule and pre
sent the children of the faculty
members with -gifts a little ahead
of the usual time. Our visitor from
the North Pole will also read a
poem aljout all the Seniors.
Page Seven
JEAN SHORE
JOAN SHORE
Weaverville Twins Roll Their Own;
Spend Days Doing Math, Playing Uke
By Clinky Clinkscales
1 walked up the stairs of Clewell
to room 211 and politely knocked
on the door. From within an ex
pectant voice said, “Come in.” I
Ground better known today as entered and before I could open
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. ^ jj,y rnouth Jean Shope screamed
frantically, “Please don’t look at
the room—we just sent our cur-
Children’s
(Continued from page four)
of Alice’s Adventures Under
A third copy by Lewis Carroll
which is on display is the first
edition of Rhyme? and Reason?
published in 1883.
During the quarter of the cen
tury, beginning about 1805, there
grew up a period known as “haut
epoque,” at which time children’s
illustrated books were all enlivened
by gaily-colored illustrations of the
highest decorative quality. Mary
Duke Trent has among her col
lection some of the original draw
ings of William Mulready, one of
the artists who lived at this time
and who was elected to member
ship in the Royal Academy at the
age of 20. Some of these illustra
tions have been preserved for over
130 years.
Along with the collfection of
books, are two sets of playing
cards with illustrated drawings of
figures that tell a story. One set
is titled “Alice in Wonderland” and
the other is “Peter Pan” with the
illustrations done by Charles A.
Buchel.
A. A. U. W.
WINSTCN-SALEM
(Continued from page one)
who sang several songs from the
play.
The American Association of Uni
versity Women is composed of
alumnae from eligible colleges and
universities all over the nation. It
endeavors to keep the alumnae
abreast with current events, both
intellectual and cultural, in such
fields as social study, child study,
national and^ state legislation and
fine arts.
tains to the laundry and we haven’t
gotten them back yet.” Sympath
etically I ignored the bare windows
and Jean and I began chatting.
The twins, Jean and Joan Shope,
are from Weaverville, (accent on
Weaver) N. C., a little town of
2,000 near Asheville. They dress
alike all the time, and I was told | ette
that once in a while—not too often
—people get them confused..
Before I could learn anything
else, Joan came into the room in
her red bathrobe with a box of
Kleenex in one hand and a half-
knitted pair of argyles in the other.
“I’ve got a horrible cold,” she said
as she sniffed and blew'. I found
out that the girls attended St.
Genevieve of the Pines in Asheville
their last two years in high school.
They both play the piano and the
ukelele. I could not decide just
how w'ell, because both of them
laughed as they mentioned the fact.
They are both interested in sports
—namely, basketball, hockey and
softball. And they both love Salem,
“especially the girls!”
As far as I could gather, the
twins have only two complaints
about their college life so far.
Number one is that they, have a
difficult plumbing problem in their
room. I understand that they have
had several minor floods which
they have had to cope with. Num
ber two is that they find freshman
math such a crip that they are
forced to go to the movies while
the rest of their class pores over
the home work problems.
Just as I was about to take my
leave, I discovered an unusual brand
of cigarettes on the desk. Jean
' and Joan told me that they rolled
their own. Their favorite tobacco
is Dukes Mixture (made in Dur
ham, N. C.) rolled in Tips Cigar-
paper. I jotted down that
Fay Exhorts
Salemites
To Read
By Fay Stickney
Monday, December 4, Pyon
gyang, Korea’s oldest city, uneasily
waited for its third conquest in
four centuries by Chinese troops.
The Communist sweep around the
right flank toward the city was
an attempt to duplicate the» Red
strategy of last week when the
South Korean Second Corps fell
on the right end of the United
Nations line.
Those Koreans who had pre
viously w'elcomed the United Na
tions forces as liberators are now
wondering what their fate shall be
when the city once again exists
under the rule of the Communistic
hammer and sickle.
United States leaders made plans
to evacuate about 1,500 North Ko
reans from the city, including
clergymen, scientists, top officials,
technicians, along with some 600
prisoners of war, who were put in
jail when the city was liberated
(six weeks ago). A steady flow
of tanks, soldiers, trucks, civilians,
and refugees swarmed south across
the Taedong River’s many bridges
until the repeated blasts demolished
all hopes of retiring to the hoped
for southern sanctuary. The ex
odus continued until the military
authorities put a damper on the
stampede and tried to subdue the
congestion of the main route to the
south by organizing systems.
TODAY’S NEWS IS TOMOR
ROW’S HISTORY. Salem stu
dents, read the daily newspapers
lying idle in your smokers. True,
many of the commentator’s reports
may be nothing but tomfoolery but,
let’s face it, the pattern for a
third World War, or the continu
ing of the Second World War
(word it as you may) is piecing
together daily. If, for no other
snatch of information on my yellow' reason than to cover up other
paper and left room 211. “Do ignorances, don’t remain ignorant
come back,” said two friendly | to the Korean situation any longer,
voices as Joan plucked out Five Ignorance ain’t bliss, nor is it be-
Foot Two on her uke. coming.
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