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THE SAL E MIT E
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The editoral staff of the Salemite has a
problem. It is a problem that only you can
solve—you who are a member of this staff.
This is a plea. A plea for your understanding
the problem and for your cooperation in solv
ing it.
The compilation of material and setting up
the type is a procedure which consumes four
days each week. The assignments of articles
are made Monday. Tuesday and Wednesday
nights the material must be proof-read and
typed, headlines must be written, and the “lay
out” of the paper completed. Thursday after
noon is spent at the printing company, setting
up the type and correcting errors.
Articles for the paper are supposed to be
written and brought to the Salemite office
Tuesday night. This is the problem. Few if
any news stories or features meet the dead
line. There must be a solution for this prob
lem.
The Salemite is an organization. Like any
other organization, it must have rules. These
rules must be followed if the proofreaders,
typists, make-up editor and editors publish a
newspaper that is worthy of belonging to
Salemites.
You may say you are busy. We, too, are
busy who sit waiting for late articles.
We have a job to do and we need your co
operation to do this job successfully. If you
cannot meet the deadline for one particular
week, do not accept the assignment.
We are willing to cooperate with you and
fit your assignments to your schedule if you
will cooperate with us in meeting the deadline.
The. Salemite is published for you; it con
tains your ideas and news of interest to you.
The Salemite has a problem. It is a problem
only you can solve—you who are the editoral
staff.
A PL
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Have you ever noticed, really looked at, the
stage just before chapel begins when there is
a speaker? Do it next week. There are usually
three people seated there; the presiding of
ficer; the introductory speaker; and the main
speaker. They will be sitting quietly. The
speaker will be looking over his audience and
he will be hearing his audience.
There will be shrieks of laughter. There
will be groups leaning across rows of seats
talking. There will be noise. Not low, mur
muring noise, but the kind which drowns out
the organ.
This noise is not necessary. It is not par
donable. It must not be continued.
We all know and understand that quietness
in chapel is expected. We overlook this fact.
We, must realize its importance.
When a speaker addresses a Salem audience,
he is accepted with respect, interest and com
plete quiet. We listen and laugh at the proper
th ings and applaude the proper things.
AVe also must be respectfully quiet the
minute we enter Memorial Hall. This is a
small thing to ask. This is an important thing
to realize.
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Student Body of Salem College
Editor-in-Chief .,.i Alison Britt
Associate Editor — Connie Murray
Managing Editor Sally Reiland
Feature Editor Betsy Liles
Copy Editor Bebe Boyd
Make-up Editor Donald Caldwell
Headline Editor Boots Hudson
Pictorial Editor Lu Long Ogburn
Music Editor Edith Flagler
Sports Editor- Lou Fike
Editorial Staff: Laurie Mitchell, Jean Edwards, Barbara
Allen Sue Harrison, Louise Barron, Jackie Nielsen, Eleanor
Smith, Martha Thornburg, Francine Pitts, Betty Tyler, Jan©
Brown, Betty Lynn Wilson, Mary Anne Raines, Freda Siler,
Carolyn Kneeburg, Anne Edwards, Sandra Whitlock, Phoebe
Hall, Nancy Gilchrist, Patsy Hill, Nancy Cockfteld, Ruthie
Lott, Molly Quinn.
Circulation Manager Claire Chestnut
Business S^aff: Peggie Horton, Carolyn Watlington, Betty
Saunders, Diantha Carter, Ann Butler, Thelma Lancaster,
Mary McNeely Rogers, Betty Morrison, Bebe Brown.
Typists Joyce Billings, Ann Butler, Eleanor Smith
Faculty Advisor Miss Jess Byrd
Allen ivoluates
By Barbara Allen
Judging from the excellent at
tendance and the favorable com
ments of the students, Religious
Emphasis Week was a heart-warm
ing success. Our speaker, the Rev.
Kenneth Goodson, the newly elected
Methodist district superintendent
for this area, reached a large num
ber of students.
Attendance at the evening meet
ings increased every night, and the
peak was reached Wednesday even
ing with an attendance of approxi
mately 175. An unusually large de
gree of student reaction and com
ment, practically all favorable, was
also encouraging. Such campus
wide interest in the program of
Religious Emphasis Week may be
considered a tribute to our speaker,
who not only appealed to the stu
dents through his messages, but
through his friendly manner in the
dining room and smoke rooms.
Mr. Goodson’s approach during
the entire week was deeply in
spirational. There was little need
or desire for discussion or question
ing on the part of the students.
On a college campus where intel
lectual activity is stressed and
where perhaps devotional activity is
partly neglected, Mr. Goodson’s in
spirational approach filled a definite
need in our lives. Certainly his
ability to get down to our level was
invaluable in his effort to bring
Christianity right into our everyday
living.
A true evaluation of Religious
Emphasis Week cannot be made
by counting attendance and sum
ming, up student comment. One of
the reasons for having this week
early in the school year is to emp
hasize the need for religion in our
lives so that we may take stock of
ourselves and try to apply the in
spiration we havff' gained to every
aspect of our campus life. There
fore, the lasting value of Religious
Emphasis W6ek can only be mea
sured personally by each individual
student. Our speaker has inspired
us to begin. The results are up
to us.
Mixon Questions
Dear Editor;
I want to ask your opinion on
an accusation which is often direc
ted at college students—that we are
living in an “Ivory Tower” and that
we don’t care or at least we don’t
know what is happening outside the
“ivied” walls. Is this true? If it
is true, what can we do about it ?
Helen Fung, a foreign student
from Singapore, is often asked, “Do
the Chinese Communists control
Singapore?” Why don’t we know?
Last night in the smoker someone
said, “I can’t see why everyone is
so excited about Trieste. I’ve never
even heard of the place.” Why
didn’t she know ? Why did every
one get so excited over the singing
of Julius La Rosa when they didn’t,
for the most part, comment on
Gov, Warren’s appointment as
Chief Justice? Did they know or
didn’t they care ?
It looks as though the people who
point tlieir finger at the “Ivory
Tower” are right. The only time
any interest is shown in current
events is just before sophomore
comps, when the whole class moans,
“But I don’t know anything about
that stuff.” This shouldn’t be
necessary. After all, a college de
gree won’t mean much if we have
to catch up on what has been hap
pening during the four years we
were behind the walls.
Do you suppose it would help if
the Salemite were to create a cur
rent events column? In past years
such a column was received with
interest by the students and faculty.
Such a column seems to be needed.
What is your opinion ?
_ •—Ann Mixon
Liles Wonders
Dear Editor:
I, like most Salemites, feel that
our Student Government rules are
fair and just. I can see and under
stand their purposes. However,
there is one rule 'which I don’t
understand or agree with.
Recently some juniors in Strong
were put on light restriction for
noise after 10:30. According to
this rule, the offending party and
her roommate must be in bed and
have their lights off by 11:30 for a
week. I believe that the rule is
just for the offending girl, but why
must her roommate, if she were
not guilty of making noise, be
punished also?
This particular week was a busy
one for the juniors. There were
lots of pops and quizzes, and with
afternoon labs, it was necessary to
study later than 11:30. - Yet, these
juniors had to be in bed! Wouldn’t
it be possible to revise tfie rule so
that only the girl who made the
noise would have to extinguish her
lights at 11:30 and that her room
mate could leave the room and
study as late as she wished in the
smokers and basements?
Perhaps there is some reason why
the rule is stated as it is but I
believe that a revision would be
more in keeping with Salem’s up-
to-date regulations. I also believe
that other Salemites share this
—Betsy Liles
By Sally Reiland
She was very happy that night because
was dating him, and he was “her man.”
He picked her up in the dorm at e
o’clock. Llis bronze facial coloring was strit
ing in contrast to the midnight blue of his
uniform. They laughed as they hurried
the door—she looking back and up over htt
shoulder at the eyes that matched the uniform
so well.
They had been laughing for two years noiv,
because that’s how long they had known
other.
She laughed sometimes when he wasn’t
there, too, but it was because he had toldfet
three times that a DCS carried 620 gallons o!
gasoline in two tanks behind the third parti
tion of the wing, and had never even said “I
like you” in three words. And yet she
that he did like her, so she was glad to know
that a DCS had wing partitions.
She laughed then because she had
dreamed that “her man”^ when he came along,
wouldn’t talk about anything but moods ai4
music and love.
Later that night they- came in still laughing,
and he told her that he was leaving on i
flight the next day. She knew she wouldn’t
see him for a long time—and she didn’t m
kno\v how long a long time for him was.
Instead of “goodbye”, he told her that If
wished she would find him a Colt Frontier!)
pistol for his gun collection. She was glad to
know that a Colt 45 had a long barrel and)
hammer that had, to be pulled back to releaa
the bullet every time a shot was fired. Sie
laughed when she thought of how she U
hated guns until that moment.
They talked about how they both liked to
save and collect things and he pulled a pieti
of time-Avorn paper out of his Avallet. It ns
an “I owe you” note for five dollars, writtei
by an anscestor of his in August of 1848. TMs
proved his point, and he said again as he ns
leaving that old things fascinated him, aii
she was glad because she kneAV that she woiiH
be an old thing by the time he ever got seriois
with her.
Later she laughed, too about the tour of tkt
airplane factory they had taken that das;
about the Avay they had gone flying that
instead of to the dance; and about how
had sat in the steak house drinking eo®*
afterAvards, talking about things in g®
and not about themselves in particular.
Then her mind wandered to thoughts of
roommate’s felloAv, and that situation
funny too. He Avas a graduate student'
research Avork in the science of classical
bra, and spoke to her in mathematical
Alias. EAmrjThing in the realm of the Ih'®?'
dead, and otherAvise had an algebraic soW>*
for him—from the pyramids of Egypt
on downijto the six Aveek-nights-out per
of a college junior.
And she laughed because her roommate
alAvays said that she would never marry
one but a star football player because a
ball player Avas the only variety of man tt'
Avas a man. And it was unusual that hers®
mate, who had always looked for intelleit®*
companionship, had just become engaged k
football player.
She laughed—just laughed because
Avere so funny.
But most of all, she thought about
funny it was that a girl spends years
ing up “her man” to be—well, not a Gr®'
god because anyone can be that these
but a Roman god anyway—and how he
turns out like either one, and how it '
doesn’t make any difference anyway.