October 3, 1952
THE SALEMITE
Page Five
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Smithfieldite
Summers In
Big New York
EUa Ann Lee
Editor’s note: This theme was
written for the freshman English
placement tests.
I have alwa}"S had an earnest de
sire to spend a summer in New
York. Just the name of that fabu
lous city stirred in me the most
exciting and romantic ideas. This
summer my dream came true
Through some unaccountable luck
I won a scholarship to study piano.
Though that was good news, the
best was that the school I would
attend was to be of my own choice.
Naturally my thoughts flew to
New York! Just imagine, me in
that wonderful spot for a full six
weeks!
Of course complications always
arrive to mar ones hopes. This
time it was in the form of Mother.
If I thought the piano contest was
hard, I just hadn’t tangled with
Mother. The idea of sending “her
baby” (all of S’ 6Vj”) all alone to
that huge place put her to bed for
days. But fate came to the rescue
and I learned that another young
pianist was going to New York,
too. This girl, who' was even
jmunger than I, had been once be
fore and knew the ropes already.
With this news before her, Mother
couldn’t refuse my pleading.
. Time elapsed very quickly, and
soon I was on my way to New
York. Besides three heavy bags,
many boxes, and the inevitable
“lunch box,” I carried with me the
sound warnings of Mother “not to
speak to strangers, never ride with
anyone, and above all, hold on to
your money!”
My companion and I stayed at
a Women’s Club which was duly
respectable and within walking
distance of Juilliard School of
Music. I was quite shocked to see
little Italian, Negro an^ White
children playing on the streets
night and day.
Many other things bothered me
that I had never been accustomed
to: gentlemen(?) slamming doors in
your face, people running past you
to snatch your seat practically from
under you, or having to wait by
an open door for the men to pass
through first. We soon decided it
must be Northern hostility instead
of the usual Southern hospitality
we were used to. But soon we
learned to push and shove just as
well as the other fellow. Definitely
it was a survival of the fittest.
There is a brighter side to this
story though. I passed many hours
seeing musicals, plays, the latest
show, and going to my first night
club. Two boys from my town
came up to see New York and,
incidentally, me, so that they
furnished some escorts w'hich we
needed desperately.
They took us to Greenwich Vil
lage to the Village Barn, where we
spent a gay, hilarious evening.
Thinking back on that night, I
realize now that • we certainly
should have since we went Dutch
for the evening. The boys kept
reminding us that the less money
they spent, the longer they could
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Teachers Travel, Study, Rest
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By Ruthie Derrick
Ask any Salemite, “How was
your summer ?” She will clasp
her hands, sigh, and immediately
say “Wonderful!” -And, while the
Salem faculty’s responses are
equally spontaneous, they are even
more fervent. Each of them had
a glorious, a marvelous, or a grand
vacation.
Dr. Hixson and Mrs. Heidbre-
der explored the Carolinas from
Myrtle to Manteo, but it is rum
ored that the highlight of the trek
was a ride around Ocracoke in a
Ford T-Model. Miss Byrd explored
Europe again, and it’s said by the
Salem girls who went with her
that she is twice as much fun in
Europe as she is in a sophomore
Lit. class.
Sign up immediately for a course
with Mrs. Melvin who was at
Chapel Hill this summer. She is
now acutely sympathetic with any
one’s academic struggles. One of
her courses had no quizzes until
the final exams, and, according to
stay.
Another evening I had a dinner
date at the New Yorker. Despite
the fact that my date was shorter
than I and we danced most of the
evening, I had an enjoyable time.
Neither of us being New Yorkers,
we weren’t too adept at catching
the subway.
On our way home I thought none
of the stops looked familiar. Then,
to my horror, we landed in Har
lem. As we walked into the street
there were colored boys dancing
and singing. I was frantic! We
hopped on the next bus, which was
the wrong one naturally, transfer
red, and were home as the milk
man came noiselessly down the
street. My date hurried away from
the door — as if he thought I
brought him bad luck.
Six weeks of hard work and fun
passed so quickly that I was soon‘
on my way home. I had made so
many wonderful friends I hated td
leave, but the thought of home and
family made it easier. Through
some good luck I managed to get
on the right train which invariably
puts you off by the pig pen a half
mile from, the station.
I felt like Miss New York in
my French heels, carrying a long
slender umbrella and a brief case
with me. Of course the atmosphere
detracted from my grand arrival,
but after all I had to keep up ap
pearances. Hurriedly walking to
meet my family, I laughed at my
self for ever thinking that a cos
mopolitan city like New York could
ever take the place of the friendly
small Southern town of Smithfield.
Mrs. Melvin, such an arrangement
is too nerve-racking. For those of
you who are already in Mrs. Mel
vin’s classes, remember, she is now
a firm believer in many, many
quizzes.
Dr. Smith visited in Roaring Gap
and Manteo. She also joined Miss
Cash and Miss Siewers for an ex
tended trip through the New Eng
land states. While these ladies
cruised around seeing the country,
Mr. Curlee spent his summer
“underground” — his name for a
basement workshop where he pur
sues a hobby of making and re
finishing furniture.
Dr. Singer and Dr. Lewis did not
spend their summer talking in
their favorite drug store booth as
many of us had imagined. Dr.
Singer was a visiting professor at
High Point College for twelve
weeks. And that was his iairly
new son, Robert Adams, who came
to last Saturday night’s picnic on
the hockey field.
Dr. Lewis spent most of his
summer writing essays (about 30,-
000 words worth) in which he tried
“to solve the world’s and his own
problems.”
Dr. Welch spent the summer at
Manteo. She “did a little writing”
in her spare time and her efforts
resulted in a completed 2-act musi
cal play, a completed first draft of
a detective novel, and a partially
completed text book for high school
theater courses. She also has a
new home being built in Manteo.
Mr. Blair, our new English pro
fessor, traveled a bit, but for the
most part his was a studying vaca
tion—he read a number of books
on Milton.
Mr. Campbell went to New Eng
land again and spent his usual rest
ful summer. Just so that he
wouldn t get too bored sitting
around for three months, he built
another house between rests.
Mrs. Todd reports that Dr. Todd
is having a glorious time in Lon
don taking in some of the night
spots and just looking the place
over. She didn’t mention studying,
but he may be doing a little of
that as a side-line.
He had a visit from Winkle
Harris, president of Stee Gee in
1950-51, who stopped in London qn
her way home from France. Dr.
Todd says that he was particular
to ask his land lady the correct
places to take a young lady in
London before entertaining Win-
kie. He expects to see Bessie Lep-
part, another member of Winkie’s
class, when she goes to London
this winter. Bessie is living in
Paris.
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OnOtherCampuses
By Betty Tyler
With each new school year there
must come changes. This year
they seem to run in the form of
animals.
Wearing many frowns of sorrow
the geology department at Emory
bade goodbye - to one of their
dearest members, Senor El Supre
mo Learnedwerner McLester, “the
whimsical jackass”. Because of
the mascot’s famous habit of chas
ing anything in sight, he was sold
for $5.00 to a farmer—who upon
finding him uncontrollable gave
him away for $1.50—adding insult
to injury!
Speaking of aninials, Hampden-
Sydney has a new Tiger. It seems
that I the students want to make
him an ^‘institution” — something
that will make every student, pro
fessor, and alumnus proud; that
will stay out of the trash can; and
that will represent the student
body. “The Tiger” is the school
paper.
The most common creature of
the campus is the rat. They come
in all sizes, shapes, and forms; and
usually lorded over by a sopho
more. They dance, duck-walk,
praise alah, and carry on in a most
ridiculous fashion. They can be
found in any freshmen dorm.
As for the most dangerous of
all the beasts—ask Carolina about
the stampede of “Longhorns” dur
ing the week-end!
Episcopal Club
Elects Philips
The Canterbury Club of Salem
College has announced its officers
for the coming year. Nell Philips,
a senior from Battleboro, will
serve as president. Anne Simp
son, a senior from Raleigh, will
serve as vice-president. The secre
tary-treasurer of the club will be
Bessie Smith, a sophomore from
Selma, Ala.
The officers of the Canterbury
Club met with the Rev. Thompson
of St. Paul’s Episcopal Church and
made plans for the coming year.
The club will sponsor a picnic and
a square dance during the first
part of the year. The club will
also have Communion services at
various times during the year for
the members and others who are
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