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THE S A L E MIT E
October 29, 1954
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. . . that others will think you a prude if
you insist on signing out just to go up town?
. . . that those who break our honor system
will break your popularity?
. . . that you may be called a ‘tattler’?
. . . that being honest will give you mem
bership with those who never hear the latest?
. . . that asking someone to report them
selves for a major or minor infringement will
make you ‘one of those’?
. . . Are you afraid of Salem’s honor sys
tem?
• • •
. . . that jmu are weakening what others
have strengthened?
. . . that Salem will lose its reputation for
being a good school?
. . . that by losing that reputation you, too,
will suffer?
. . . that later you may regret being a
Salem girl if you and others keep up this
pace?
. . . that there are too many keeping up
with you?
. . . Aren’t you afraid that you are degrad
ing your own character and personality?
'Ike. ...
lleligious Emphasis Week has just ended.
Much thought and planning on the part of
our speaker was necessary for this program
and Ave are happy to see that Salem’s students
recognized and took advantage of his efforts.
Each class did its part by making Dr.
Boyd their guest on successive days. Faculty
and administration attended our services and
welcomed Dr. Boyd to their classes.
h''or four nights in succession, extra chairs
had to be brought into the Day Student Cen
ter and still girls sat on the floor. These ser
vices were not required—no attendance was
taken—no cuts given—you came and came
again despite tests, term papers and student
teaching.
Several student organizations helped us
make this week possible. The Salemite publi
cized the occasion, the Sights and Insights
had to rearrange picture schedules, and the
Day Students gave us a meeting place.
When students respond as you did this
Aveek, an organization can smile and say,
“Perhaps Ave made this Aveek a special one for
our students.’’
Thus to each of—students, faculty, admini
stration—a sincere thanks from the “Y” for
your loyalty, co-operaTion, and true Salem
spirit!
Sara Outland
Salemite
Going Home
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(Editor’s note: This is a. continu-
ation of the story started last week
in the Salemite. The story was
written by Maggi Blakeney and
won the award for creative writing
in the Kathryn B. Rondthaler
Contest.)
“They knoAV music and they will
know when you have improved.
Then one day I forgot and left
the kettle on the hot plate. That
night she called me into the din
ing room and started, “I don’t
mean to criticize, but—’’
She always started the same way.
I really didn’t mean to do it. I
just forgot. I try so hard to do
the things my grandmother wants,
so when I do something wrong
I cry, I always cry in my room,
but don’t you tell my grandmother.
She wouldn’t like it. I don’t think
she has ever cried.
Afy grandfather got sick two
weeks ago, the night before I Avas
to visit my uncle in Newport News.
The morning I was to leave, my
grandmother went back and forth
between my room and my grand
father’s room. She just said he
didn’t feel well, but I heard her
whisper something about it to the
lady who was to take me to New
port News. Then in a whisper,
“Don’t say anything to her about
it.” I don’t know why she didn’t
Avant me to know, because I knew
anyway. My grandfather was so
old I expected him to be sick.
When I came back last week,
he was in the hospital. The day
of my birthday, day before yester
day, my grandmother went to see
him. I thought she should stay
home on my birthday, but she said
the Peacocks would take care of
me.
The Peacocks are a family of
old maids who live next door.
“They are nice people,” my grand
mother says. The tall wrinkly one,
Miss Aida is my favorite. She
doesn’t look as if she eats her
food, like me, but I think she does.
She grins all the time and winks
her eye as if she had a secret.
Miss Aida let me play in her dress
shop down tOAvn all morning. It
was my birthday, she said, so she
let me try on all the hats and
look at the dresses. Oh, you'would
love her little white shop with the
big glass windows. If you ever
get a chance to go down town,
you’ll find it just across the street
from the post office.
Agnes came to see me in the
shop’ and we played in the back
yard and even in the Episcopal
Church yard. It Avas my birthday,
so I could play where I wanted to.
Besides, my grandmother had gone
to see my grandfather. We went
to Agnes’ house, the next biggest
in town, that afternoon to play.
Agnes is older than I am, but
she is a lot of fun to play with.
She takes piano lessons from the
same teacher I do. She played the
piano and I danced around the
living room, then we made mayon
naise sandwiches. I bet you would
like mayonnaise sandwiches.
Agnes said, “Let’s go for a ride.”
this meant she was going to ride
me on her bike. We rode up the
dirt road beyond her house for a
while, but I got my feet dirty, so
Agnes took me home.
As I was taking my bath the
afternoon of my birthday here at
my grandmother’s, Miss Aida came
and knocked on the door. She was
talking to Agnes.
“May we come in?” asked Miss
Aida.
I didn’t have any clothes on. “I
am in the tub,” I said.
“I want to tell you something,”
Miss Aida explained. “Can you
hear me?”
Of course I could hear her. She
was shouting at the top of her
squeaky voice. “Yes, mam. I can
hear you.”
“Your grandmother just called.
Your grandfather is not any
better.”
(To Be Continued)
Here And There
By Freda Siler
China: Last week Red China and
Russia signed a pact that gave
everything to China in return for
nothing. No one knoAvs, whether
this was done by Russia just to
make five-year-old Red China seem
important or whether it Avas be
cause Red China is important.
1. The Russians AA^ould evacuate
their ice-free Manchurian naval
base at Port Arthur by the end of
, next May, thereby ending a ten-
year military occupation.
2. The Russians would extend
another $130 million in longterm
credits to Peking.
3. The Russians would sell back
(for easy payments of Chinese ex
ports) their share of four joint
Soviet-Chinese companies in Red
China now that the Chinese “can
themselves manage the activity of
enterprises.” (This AA^as a major
concession. The Soviets control
satellite economies by joint control
companies. Two of the companies
sold back to China were connected
AAUtli oil and mineral resources in
the rich province of Sinkiang.)
4. Russia would help Red China
set up. 15 ncAv heavy industrial
projects and build two railroads
out from Central China to the
Russia border.
India: JaAvaharlal Nehru, India’s
Prime Minister, Avrote a letter to
each member of his cabinet last
Aveek. It started, “Dear Comrade,
On the eve of my visit to China,
I venture to write to you to dispel
doubts and rumors.” He went to
China to be present at it’s fifth
birthday celebration.)
The rumors Avere that Nehru was
going to resign as Prime Minister.
The letter went on to confirm the
rumor—he Avill resign if all the
members of his party do not fall
into line and join him in his new
pro-Red program. Until lately he
has been a- neutral in the cold war.
Pakistan: The U. S. Capitalists
have received a cordial invitation
from Pakistan’s Premier All to in
vest in industrialization in his
country.
Since Pakistan won its indepen
dence from India it has discouraged
foreign investments because it
feared the threat of colonialism.
HoAvever, it now needs foreign
investment to industrialize to the
point AA'here its economy will be
stable enough to prevent Com
munist infiltration. Ali is asking
U. S. capital aid to keep his neAV
country free of Communists.
France. Ever since General Char
les de Gaulle Avent out of power
in France, there has been no ef
fective leader. It seems that the
first one has arisen in the form of
Premier Mendes-France. Last
Aveek he was able to;
1. Persuade the National As
sembly, a sizeable majority of
which opposed Germany’s rearma
ment, to vote 350 to 113 (3 to 1)
in favor of the principle of re
arming West Germany and admit
ting it to NATO (North Atlantic
Treaty Organization).
2. Soften the big Socialist Party
(105 Assembly seats) for an almost
certain switch from hostile non
cooperation to participation in the
Mendes-government.
3. Win from fading Charles de
Gaulle the promise that his fol
lowers Avill soon be freed to sup
port Mendes and his program for
France.
This is not all that can be said
for Mendes-France, however, for
he has also gained wide popularity
with the people. This has been
accomplished Avith a theme of hope
for France.
“Only four months ago,” he said
in one speech, “people spoke of
France as the sick man of Europe.
But—now Ave have the certainty of
a, great future for the republic.”
New York. Here is a funny one
for all you Southern Democrats.
At a Manhattan party sponsored
by UN boosters to celebrate Mrs.
Eleanor Roosevelt’s 70th birthday,
Andrei Vishinsky, Russia’s chief
delegate to the UN, dropped in as
a surprise guest.
VVhen the festivities ended, Vish
insky warmly shook hands with
one of his tablemates, a self-con
fessed Republican. “You are a
very nice young man,” glowed
Communist Vishinsky. “If I were
an American, I would be a Re
publican.”
ay Baiiy iieilancl
Call me Casper. Several HalloAveens ago—
never mind Iioav many precisely—having little
or no courage in the hems of my sheet, and
nothing particular to interest me in the celes
tial realm, I thought I Avotild glide about a
little and pester the living matter which the
tombstones later represent. It is a Avay I
have of ironing out the Avrinkles, and increas
ing my circulation.
Whenever I find myself growing devilish
about the mouth; AvheneAmr it is a rambunc-
tuous, hell-raising Aveekend in my soul; when
ever I find myself involuntarily pausing be
fore the fallen sheets’ chute, and Avondering
hoAV Gabriel Avould look being pushed
through; and especially AA'henever my ethereal
sling shot gets the upper cloud of me, that it
requires more than one super-archangel to
prevent me from deliberately shooting down
the gates, and methodically admitting Beelze
bub—then I account it high time to get to
Salem as soon as I can. This is my substitute
for cursing St. Peter.
With a philosophical flourish, Dr. Lewis
rushes to the drug store; I quietly take to
the campus. There is nothing surprising 'in
this. If they but admit it, even the faculty
in their degree, some time or other, cherish
very nearly the same perverseness of spirit
Avith me.
Noav Avhen I say that I am in the habit of
going to Salem Avhenever I begin to groAV
overly friendly Avith the devil, I do not mean
to have infei’red that I ever go so as you can
notice me rushing through the Square, foster
ing the ideals of the school to redeem my
decadent spirit. Bather, I take it into my
ghostly head to rid myself of all sadistic im
pulses by bringing disgrace on the place,
gathering my spiritless mates about me and
proceeding immediately to perform the con
trary of Avhat is expected at such an institu
tion.
I entertain no qualms about going back to
my room (I do haA'e one on the campus) dur
ing a chemistry quiz to check a fcAv formulas;
I laugh Avhen my pajama pants’ leg unrolls
from my raincoat on the front roAV of an
8:30 . . , I delight in causing my class team
to forfeit a game because I Avould rather play
bridge than hockey . . . I joy in seeing hoAV
many rules I can break av i t h o u t getting
caught, and find utter ecstasy in the knowl
edge of hoAv many offences others have com
mitted — spreading this knoAAdedge in the
vicinity of the campus as one spreads butter
on bread during Avartime, Aising just enough
to flavor, but not enough to prove its exis
tence.
_ For my oAvn part, I make it a point at this
time to abominate all respectable campus
toils, trials and tribulations — academic, or
ganizational and social. I abandon the glory
and distinction of genuine concern for such
to those Avho are stronger than I.
This HalloAAieen Avill be no different from
any other. In fact, I have already en
countered this iuAdsible agent of perA^erted
school spirits, Avho has the constant surveil
lance of me, openly haunts me, and influences
me in some unaccountable. Avay—saying that
there is a place prepared for me at Salem.
The transition is a keen one, I assure you,
from a light-Avinged flight along the heavenly
highAvays to a' clumsy slithering OA^er the
bricks, and requires a strong decoction of
Satanic mannerisms, good company and
Avater-proof boots to enable me to grin and
enjoy it. But even these Avear out in time.
Doubtless my “ironing out of the Avrinkles”
in such a Avay formed part of the grand pro
gramme of Providence that Avas draAvn up a
long time ago. It comes as a sort of brief
interlude and solo betAveen my more extensive
performances. I take it that this part of the
original bill must have read something like
this:
Salem Spirit Established—1772
Spirit To Be Laid AVaste Periodically
By One Casper
If this is the case, for my oAvn part, I
.should be pleased to be less Avelcome—to have
my divinely ordained occupation revised, so
that the neAV bill might include;
Original Spirit Ketained By One Casper