Page Two THE SALEMITE October 28 ^I4e ■A^044,hH .. AfOyiild Til© Balem AutuifUi, . What do you know about world affairs? Not just a course you took in history last ,v eai, but things that have been happening since you handed in the little blue book in May and dropped your subscription to Time and the daily newspaper. About conditions in the countries you didn’t cover and new views of the ones you did. This old ball still spins on its axis even though Mr. Suavely doesn’t get any more of your movie money for outline maps and note «rds. Why should you know anything about world affairs?, You aren’t graded on it any more and you don’t have to know the price of anything anywhere. But—it might be awfully embarrassing to a college girl if someone found out she didn t know the difference between Adenauer and a nose operation or thought Mau Mau was just a variation on the old cow theme. It’s your world, the only one you’ll ever have—don’t turn jmur back on it. Where can you learn about world affairs? It’s a good idea to keep up with the news papers, but don’t stop there. It has been said that the truth cannot be found b.y taking a thing out of context. We do not take it out, for we do not write the newspaper article. Rut we can put it back in by looking beyond , the freshly dried printer’s ink. Red China with its bamboo curtain has until recently been a subject of mystery. Our only source of information was Peiping,which is no less biased than the Voice of America, and the superficial glimpses allowed a few carefully guarded Western observers. dames Cameron, one of the first persons to travel freely as freely as having your every nio've noted ma,y be—behind the curtain since 1949, has published his report in the form of a book. In Mandarin Red, this correspondent for the London News Chronicle presents ob jectively and side-by-side what the Com munist broken record was ever eager to tell him and what he actually saw. ^ It is easy to read between the lines of Mr. Cameron’s witty tongue-in-cheek style and de cide for ourselves that Peiping hasn’t been piping too accurately. If there is no time to read the entire book, excerpts mak be found in the September and October Atlantic, one of which, “Women In Red China”, may be of particular interest to you. Prom the other side of the world comes Mr. John Gunther’s treatise on a large and widely-differing continent. Inside Africa. The scope of the book is as broad as the huge mass of land itself, ranging from Algiers to Johan nesburg. You will find that there is more to Africa than what you saw in King Solomon’s Mines—that there are parts just as modern as others are wild. You Avill and you should be horrified by the real story of the Mau Mau terror. If this problem still seems too unreal and far-away, read Something pf Value by Robert Ruark, a native North Carolinian. In this novel based on fact, you will experience with a typical British Kenya family the unforget table horrors of the Kikuyu raids, and- when you put the book down (you will be unable to until you have finished it) you cannot help but feel the need for a solution in Africa. These are but a few examples of where an interesting and, revealing account of the af fairs of this world can be found. Don’t hesitate to look for more. There will never come a time when you can truthfully say, in this sense, that “the world is too much with us.” E.-M. M. By Jo Smitherman There is a different feeling on campus when a person of Carl Holty’s varigated intellect is around. Even to see him smoking out in front of the Day Students’ Center or sipping coffee in Tom’s did not erase the air of awe with which he was regarded by students. And, perhaps in naivete but in all honesty, we were breathless when he picked up chalk and illustrated an answer on a dusty blackboard. One valid outcome of such, a visit, in addition to varying degrees of thought-stimuli and isolated bits of information, is an awakened ap preciation of a powerful and ele vated personality. stayed at school to study. A higher- brow program is scheduled for Dec. 1: Count Basie and the George Shearing Quintet, among others. Another outcome, valid in a dif ferent way, was the exposure of Salem girls to a handsome panel of intellect-type gentlemen. They were, nice to hear and just to watch while Mr. Holty elaborated on questions from the audience. One question he evaded beautifully was" that of Mr. Donald McCorkle. Our wide-awake musicologist has a rare way of putting things to the point. His coverage of Salem con certs for the Winston-Salem Jour nal is some of the most efficient and valuable literature that eman ates from our campus. * » * Whether the reason is legitimate or not. Bill Haley’s Comets prob ably stole some of Mr. Jacobow- sky s audience Monday night. Ann Crenshaw said when she came home from the three-hour show she felt as if she had “fought three battles. After most Salemites were in bed the program finally brought on the stars and the Comets were soaring for a half- filled coliseum past midnight. Here is a cheery word to those who | j Those who saw it during the summer are advising a box of , Kleenex for the romantics who go to see “Love is a Many-Splendored Thing.” The true story, the back- j ground music of which supposedly j out-does any sounds the Four Aces can make, begins in Cinemascope at one of the two uptown theaters Sunday. if. if. if. Ed Sullivan (you can tell he’s my idol) is pre-viewing the new Broad way smash “No Time For Serge ants” on his Sunday night (7 ;00 p.m.) variety show. Carolina’s Andy Griffith is one of the biggest stars, of course. Strong dorm has issued Dr. Welch a special TV in vitation. * * * Ann Knight still bears that initial glow that comes when an ordinary girl becomes “a girl with a KA pin.” On her first anniversary, exactly to the hour one week after she was pinned, South gave her a party and hummed through the unfamiliar parts of “KA Rose,” Her fellow’s fraternity brothers sent her a dozen red roses, now on display in the living room of the dorm. * * * Ann s little sister, freshman Sally Badgett, accidentally knocked the hockey ball in the wrong cage Wednesday afternoon and gave the Seniors their winning goal. It is noteworthy that a certain Junior end (who also happens to be presi dent of the class) played an entire 30-minute game against the Sen iors on Monday without passing completely out on the field. Here And There Published every Friday of the College year by the Student Body of Salem College Subscription Price—$3.50 a year OFFICES Lower floor Main Hall Downtown Office 304-306 South Main Street Printed by the Sun Printing Company Editor-in-Ghief Emily McClure Associate Editor Mary Benton Royster Assistant Editor Bebe Boyd Managing Editor Jo Smitherman News Editor Ann Knight Feature Editor Judy Graham Assistant Feature Editor Martha Ann Kennedy Copy Editor — —Mariam Quarles Heads Editor Toni Gill Make-Up-Editor Sue Jette Davidson Plctoral Editor : Peggy Horton Music Editors Ella Ann Lee, Beth Paul Circulation Manager Faculty Advisor Susiiiess Manager Advertising Manager ^ . Ann Darden Webb Miss Jess Byrd Ann Williams Marian Myers By Emma McCotter Middle East: The desire of these countries to form a collective se curity system has finally become a reality. Last week Iran signed an agreement which Turkey, Irag, Cy prus, and Pakistan have recently signed. Therefore, the “Northern Tier” has joined together to fight off any Communist aggression. This is one of the importanf realities of international politics. However, this does not mean that the Middle East is free from the Communists; because just last week in Cairo, Egypt, a shipment of Communist arms arrived from Czechchoslovakia. Israel has made a plea to the U. S. for arms to ward off this aggression. It is thought that any U. S. security guarantee for Israel would very probably create outright struggle. Tension has been so high in this part of the world that the U. S. and Great Britain have felt it necessary to solemnly warn against any thought of preventive war. Right now this is the “hotbed” of Communist aggression in the world, but maybe the pact of the five Middle Eastern countries will counteract anything the Commu nists attempt to do. Great Britain: Here the question is whether there will .be any an nouncement in the near future con cerning the marriage of Princess Margaret to Peter Townsend. This week Queen Elizabeth returns to London from Scotland. Her first official business and that of her Prime Minister, Sir Anthony Eden may be the formal consideration of Margaret’s problem.; In all likelihood, the Cabinet will then prepare a statement of ab dication on Margaret’s behalf to lay before Parliament after it re convenes this week. With the Princess agreeing to renounce all rights of succession to the throne. Parliament will then either amend or repeal the archaic Royal Mar- ria.ge Act, which is now the only legal barrier standing in her way. The Princess will be free at last to marry her Commoner. France: The National Assembly has been working constantly over the Premier Faure’s policy for Al geria. The Premier has proposed program of land reforms, step ped-up investments, and increased political liberties, including “free, democratic elections.” The As sembly has been in hot debate over these proposals. If the Assembly refuses to accept the Premier’s plan and overthrows him, would it not be a tacit confession that France was incapable of devising- any policy at all for Algeria ? Japan: Japan’s Socialists, split into left and right wings by the peace treaty with the Western allies, patched things up last week. The two factions joined to become Japan s second largest political party, with ISS seats in the Diet versus 185 for Premier Ichiro Hato- yama’s conservative Democrats. 1 Although this reunion upset the j balance in the Diet, it is likely to I provoke a similar reunion between I the conservative Democrats and the i Liberals. This would give conser vatives a 147-seat majority and Japan the near equivalent of a I two-party system. By Pat Flynt I chose this spot because it is warm an^ somewhat sheltered. I am secure wfith back propped against the sturdy white music hall door and my right shoulder propped against its old brick wall that juts out. Mor ing .sunlight fills my lap and warms me almost through to the cold stone steps. The familiar red brick font of Home Chureli rises before me and sends back the sounds of piano, volin, and organ that fill the hall behind me with echoes. There is a momentary qnjgj in which the leaves rustle a faint repetition of the music. Now a car passes blotting out all sound for a second, then fades away. The sounds rich and shallow, singing and mellow, minor and major, rapid and slow, combine in one great harmony. There is something peaceful in the old-and familiar, in the continual flow of sounds in warm red brick, in sunlight. But there is something exciting too. I hear it in the click of heels along these old brick paths, the sudden roar of a passing car in good morning voices. They are the new in- vading this old. and secure spot that I have chosen. I am disturbed by their intrusion, Yet they belong here too. The loud bell clashes with the soft musical background and urges me to move. It goes with the heels, voices, and cars. But it is all here. Tiike the sounds that are separate but blend in the distance, the new blends with the old. There is harmony in this discord. By Sissie Allen I am sitting at the base of the largest tree on the square. It is- a beautiful day, clear, and cool enough to keep me awake after a sleepless night. It is what is commonly known as a “perfect day for a football game.” I wave to girls strolling to and from the post office. Those going seem to walk more quickly. The ones returning wander by read ing a letter, opening a package, or explaining why they had no mail. Here comes a woman walking across the square with her dog on a leash. It reminds me of home. All dogs remind me of home. On Main Street the cars come and go. Once in a while I hear brakes screech and scream as the driver has to stop suddenly for the light. In front of Brothers’ House is a crowd of junior high school students. They are lined up in twos watching us here in the square while the teacher is probably explain ing the history of Brothers’ House. They seem much more interested in watching us, or per haps thev^ are watching the workers on the porch of Main Hall. Two things attract attention on Church Street. First is the repair work being done on the columns of Main Hall. They are finish ing putting the plaster on the second column. One is already done. From here it looks smooth and. strong—as though it will last for ever. The two unfinished ones are ugly now- colored reddish brown in a way that doesn’t match the brick of the buildings. But I don’t mind, for I know they will soon be completed. By then, Dr. Gramley will have found some thing else to be repaired. thing I notice is the trees in front of Sisters’. From here all I can see is a big blob of yellow-gold against the rose brick. When the wind blows, I can see the leaves falling to the brick sidewalk below. Here in the square the leaves are still green. Only the tops of the trees, where the sun has shone down, are beginning to show signs of the gold, brown, and russet they soon will be. On the grass that needs mowing and under some of the trees, others in the class are busily writing. Someone just passed and asked what we were doing writing here. Judy hollered back that we were “being inspired by the beauties of nature.” Maybe we are, I don’t know. I only know have been writing. I don’t know what I have Written, but I feel more alive and eager than when I went into class almost an hour ago. Maybe an hour of calm and just writing w at I see and not thinking of the many things I have to do is what I needed this morning. Next time I’m depressed and djS' couraged I’ll try it again. ' , .. ; - '