S A L E M I T F.
February 23, I95|
Beft’s Salem
(Continued from page four)
dents receive and post our mail.
With hope in my heart, I peeped
in through the glass partition of
my box. “Empty!” I gasped. “But,
no, it's not possible; the glass is
soiled; my vision hence impaired;
perhaps, were 1 to open the box
—” and with that, trembling, beads
of perspiration fairly saturating my
brow, I worked the intricate com
bination dial—first one way and
then the other; next, I gave the
circular knob a smart twist and
pulled the door ajar—what bliss
then ensued! The compartment
was fairly fraught with sealed
epistles! Eagerly I seized them
and fingered through them—alas I
Every one was addressed to my
aurie du piece (as the French
would say). Could my heart bear
this disappointment ?
Frenzied, I turned my tortured
eyes toward heaven, and this is
what 1 saw; a fleecy cloud drift
ing gently athwart the azure hori
zon ; a swallow winging drowsily
toward Capistraano; a mild breeze
softly wafting the slender branches
of a bare-limbed tree. “There is
peace in nature,” said I, “soyez
tranquille, mon coeur,” (as the
gallic race would express it) and
with my head high, my chin out
and my chest held high and proud.
I wandered onward, to Faith and
Corrin Refectory (for you see, it
was time for dinner!) This eve
fincH
t’was fit for a king! And I sup
ped with the air of a queen, for
I had found the answer. Indeed,
my ease proceeded not from the
good sense it might be imputed
to, but from a carelessness of fame
and a happy indifference, from a
thorough conviction of the vanity
of all things. Letters from mere
human weaklings, temporal as the
letters themselves! Faugh! What
care I for these ephemeralities ?
After I had dined, I retired to
the Gentleman’s Room, frequented
frequently as a Ladies’ Room, on
the garret floor of Bitting Dormi
tory, to scrutinize my scrofulic dis
temper once again. Calmly and
considerately did I endeavor to
speculate upon the nature of the
horrid ill, when tout a coup (as
Rarisiens might say) it hit me (as
Americans would say.) When first
this calamitous malady made its
visitation, the salubrious condition
of my health was also at an ebb,
and as the hideous rash undulated
from bad to worse, my inner parts,
also seemed to suffer. I realized
iliat this was a case of MAL
NUTRITION, pure and simple; for
though my bodily proportions faith
fully retained their corpulent ro
bustness, 1 could feel my entrails
gradually begin to corrode. “Some
thing must needs be done!”, I
shrieked, much in the manner of
Shelley, as I pounded, wildly up
the circular staircase of the mad-
ern fireproof edifice. I reached my
own apartment breathless, fairly
fell before my writing desk and
hastily penned a picture postal
card to my maternal progenitor,
which said simply:
My dear Parent:
Some hearty victuals, I be
seech you I
Your wasted and
wantin’ daughter
Show Displays
^'ContinMcd from page one)
Cl inky Clinkscales; Betty Beal
with Lee Rosenbloom. Dee sang
for an opening “Is You Is Or Is
You Ain’t My Baby?” This was
followed by a trio of waitresses—
Cammy Lovelace, Rosalyn Fogel
and Bennie Joe Michael—singing
“East Of The Sun”. In the mean
time, cigarettes were sold by Joan
Mills. Rosalyn concluded the act
with “Be My Love” and “You Fas
cinate Me”.
Clinky Views
(Continued from page five)
shapes of intense colors of red,
yellow, orange and blue with neu
tral shades of brown, grey and
black. The overall effect of the
picture reminds one of a stained
glass \vindow in which can easily
be seen five heads. Mr. Trotman
is displaying one interesting colage
made up of such things as wind
shield wipers, pieces of metal,
screws on a red wooden back-
ground. His other pictures are
small color crayon drawings.
Now this occurred only a few
moments ago; and now, as I sink,
gasping audibly, upon my narrow
cot, I shall close this my journal
for today, and bid Morpheus claim
me for his own.
(Continued from page two)
column. We feel that the SalemJte
has used discretion in having oc
casional columns of this kind.
The Salemite doesn’t run a movie
calendar because it is not the policy
of the Salemite to give free adver
tisement, and the managers of local
theatres refuse to pay for adver
tisement of coming attractions.
As for your suggestion that the
paper list latest record hits, we re
commend that you tune in to Late
Date”, Station W. A. I. R., Win
ston-Salem. Time—10:45 to 12:45,
Monday through Friday. We be
lieve this program wall keep you
well informed. i
We feel that the terminology,
“newsy news” needs an explana
tion. We notice that there were
no concrete suggestions for front
page new’S, just criticism. What
would you like ?
As for the criticism that the edi
torial page is too literary—an edi
torial page should present subjects
on a level higher than the number
of diapers Empty can sell to Karl
the carwash King. If average
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Salem College students can write
them, the rest of us ought to be
able to read and understand them.
We agree that the Salemite could
use more pictures. ' But pictures
cost money. In relation to the
amount of money which we pay
for this publication and its limited
advertising space, it is impossible
to print more pictures. This is
not the fault of the Salemite.
As for the “grammatically cor
rect compositions which sound as
if they came from an English
class”, the Salemite will publish any
paper, which has a name signed to
it. It welcomes contributions.
It is true that Day Students are
largely disregarded in the paper.
We do not exactly know whose
fault it is that they are neglected.
There is a Day Student represen
tative on the Salemite staff.
We, too, are interested in our
school paper and in its defense we
have written this letter to the
editor.
Anne Moseley
Cammy Lovelace
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RE Z NICK’S
Complete Stock of Records &
Sheet Music
Across From State Theatre
440 N. Liberty Dial 2-1443
AS IT MIGHT
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of Chesterfields. Compare
them with the brand you’ve been smoking.
SMELL CHESTERFIELD’S milder aroma.
Prove-tobaccos that smell mlMer, smoke milder.