Pape Two
SALEMITE
March 23
74e out. . .
I am taking it upon myself to speak for all
of the 1955-56 officers. It’s been a good year.
We disproved the theory we all held this time
last year—we lived through it. We not only
lived through it, but we lived it. All the hard
work, the mistakes, the crises, the good and
bad results and—the fun—were our.s.
Our staffs, our committees, our council.^
we-’c all a part of us. We could not have
done without them. A blank space in the
make-up, an ill-fitted costume, an unimpres
sive set, a badly managed tournament or a
switched picture in the yearbook would have
shbwn their marked absence.
Our readers, our audiences, our spectators
;u'ce;;ted us. They read our paper, attended
our plays, watched our sports and spread olir
much-needed publicity. What we did, we did
for them. If they liked us, we did it well.
':-ur advi.sors were our souls, our conscience
and our courage . . . the only critics we in
vited and heeded without doubt or regret . . .
whose praise was the highest payment we ever
Avanted.
We thank you all.
Seme of you are well acquainted with your
job. Others are a little vague as to what is
('xpected of you. All of you will have to
prove how well you can do that .job or how
well you can learn.
There are two precedents to take into con
sideration—the one that faces you and the one
you .are going to set.
The most important thing to r e m e m b e r
about the first is that someone else was once
in the same position you are. What they did,
vim can do.
Not only will you want to do what they did,
what is expected of you, but you will want to
do more. This is' your precedent—beginning
uoiv and to be completed when you pass your
office on next year. It is yours to use as you
wish.
Good luck
^alemite
Ground The §s|«cre
By Jo Smitherman
The juniors claim that their un
timely 10-8 defeat at the hands of
ih.e freshman softball team Tues
day is the first time they’ve lost
c.n intramural team game. Even
die most invulnerable athletes
\v:!.ver when the title of “senior”
yew so near . . . People are vvond-
.liii;; who sent Mrs. Heidbreder
two dozen roses (a dozen two dif-
lerent times). She would like to
fnovv, too . . . Tlie overloaded line
of the year: “I’ll Cry Tomorrow.
Filmed on location . . . inside a
woman’s soul.” A soul that glories
in being blared across the world
oil television screens, radios, and
Ml movie houses to a society that
glories in obvious, sentimental
melodrama . . . People uptown
(piibble about which corner on
Fourth Street is windiest and cold-
cii. Most of us could put up a
good argument for either of Tom’s
corners . . . Have you noticed that
most formal faculty members call
Tom’s “Tom Perry’s?” . • ■ JeH
Covington, original owner of junior
Jane Little’s Sigma Pi pin, has
been elected president of the Inter-
Fraternity Council at Wake Forest
for next year . . . Barbara Bell is
sanely silent on the details of her
Y-purchased date with Mr. Medlin
last Saturday night. They dined
and danced ... If any person in
the world needs a double endow
ment of patience, it’s a taxi driver
... A Salem delegate to the Future
Teachers of America convention
(finishing up tonight in Asheville)
will be characterized and recog
nized by her high heels, hat, and
fur coat ... A third “rock and
roll” show has been scheduled
sometime during our Easter vaca
tion Perhaps the coliseum com
mittee is afraid Salem girls would
block the aisles dancing the new
steps they learned from the daily
lessons in the Journal- The gen
eral hints at the end of each les
son are priceless: 1) If you re not
sure of yourself, don’t be the first
one on the floor. 2) Bad habits
form easily and are difficult to
break. 3) Rhythm is the key word
of rock ’n roll. 4) Girls, learn the
steps: 5) And practice. Martha
Thornburg’s graduating recital was
as beautiful as Martha herself. But
as a result of too many movies, 1
kept e.xpecting a maze of flash
backs to the background of the
lieroine. One of the young pianist
practicing while looking wistfully
out of the window at a game ot
ball. Or being rapped on the
knuckles by a music-master s
noiiiter . . . According to the evalu
ation sheets filled out by juniors
and seniors, the majority of “once-
sophomores” did not find out the
results of their comprehensive
tests; said the tests did not prompt
them to any new course; knew of
no way in which the tests had bene-
fitted them; but felt the tests
should continue to be administered.
The present sophomores were vic
tim to this weird logic this week
Picnic will be playing uptown
the week-end after we come back
from spring vacation.
The Wednesday golf class
watched a Negro golfer tee off for
(Conti.nued on Page Three)
Murawiasi Easter
I shall not soon forget my first visit to the Easter Service. I came
to witness a spectacle ... i
I stayed to see worshiping thousands stand reverently to hear tiie
preacher proclaim “The Lord Is Risen 1” .
I came to listen to a curious performance, bands blaring sacred music
tliat might be heard for miles ...
I stayed to hear the deep mellow tones of the old church bell as it
prefaced the echoing of bands across the dawn-lit hills.
I came to watch milling crowds jostle each other noisily up a narrow
street to a graveyard ... , i ■ i
I stayed to become a proud part of a humble silent crowd as it made
its way into God’s Acre where the arches proclaimed “I am the resur
rection.”
I came to wander with the shiftless multitude among gravestones ot
no particular charm—just small blocks of marble all the same size . . ■
I stayed to stand in awe through a deeply moving service in song and
story—the story of a risen Christ—among gravestones that spoke of the
futility of earthly treasures.
I came to hear the martial music dismiss a restless throng • • ■
I stayed to weep at the majestic beauty of the “Creation Hymn”."
I came to the Moravian Easter Service because it would be something
different—an escape from boredom ...
I stayed to stand alone on a flower-decked hillside, and pray humbly
and contritely, after the crowd had gone:
“Spirit of the living God,
Fall afresh on me!”
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By Emma McCotter
United States: Seven times, in
two years the American Institute
of Public Opinion’s George Gallup ,
has deployed polltakers across the
land to ask: “If President Eisen
hower were the Republican candi
date and Adlai Stevenson were the
Democratic candidate, which would
you like to see win?”
Last week Gallup reviewed the
seven polls, found that Eisenhower
since 1954 has slowly broadened
the gap. A year and a half ago,
53% of decided voters were for
him. In his latest poll, taken just
before Ike announced his avail
ability, Gallup found 66% of de
cided voters for Ike, 34% for Adlai.
Concluded Gallup: “In an elec
tion today Eisenhower would likely
surpass the greatest landslide vote
in recent U. S. political history,
racked up by Franklin D. Roosevelt
in 1936.”
Middle East: In this area of
great conflict, men and govern
ments, last week under severe pres
sure, loosed forces whose conse
quences they themselves could not
easily foretell or hope to control.
The young King of Jordan won a
wild popularity in the streets by
unceremoniously expelling Glubb
Pasha, the British commander of
his armed forces.
But had he gratified or merely
whettedHhe appetite of the mob?
The British, their power and pres
tige gravely shaken by the latest
in a series of humbling retreats,
decided to make a show of standing
firm in Cyprus.
i The method they chose came
right out of Kipling: they banished
the bearded Archbishop Makarios,
spiritual and temporal leader of the
Cypriots, to an equatorial Indian
Ocean island. They hoped thereby
to hold Cyprus, but had they
merely made sure of losing it?
Many Britons took this move by
the English government as Eden’s
desperate attempt to placate critics
within his Conservative Party, who
wanted the government to do some
thing—do anything—bold.
West Germany: Last week Kon
rad Adenauer got a majority in the
Bundestag for German rearmament.
It overwhemingly enacted the con
stitutional amendments needed to
clear the way for the creation of
the new German armed forces.
Once the upper house and Presi
dent Heuss add their approval, the
new citizens’ “Bundeswehr” (Fed
eral Defense Force) can go on with
plans to take in some 90,000 men
by the end of 1956, and to train
500,000 men for NATO by 1961.
France: Following the strike and
uprising of all the Algerians in
Paris last week, premier Guy Mol-
let in schoolmasterly fashion an
nounced his government’s program
for meeting and quelling the Al
gerian unrest. The program is as
follows: 1) vigorous military effort
to restore order, 2) economic re
form, 3) free elections as soon as
possible to provide Algerian spokes
men with whom France can work
out a political future for Algeria.
In short, said Mollet, demanding a
vote of confidence, “neither aban
donment of the rights .of France,.-
ttor denial of her duties.”
By Euth Bennett
It isn’t every day that one meets the Presi
dent of the ITiited States. Since my arrival
in the nation s capitol on that hot August
nioi'nintt', I had eagerly anticipated the time
when 1 would visit a man called Ike. At last
] was on my way, singing the Girls’ Nation
song in unison with my friends and completely
unmindful of the historic sights along our
route. I should have seen the impressive con
sulate homes along Embassy Row and I should
have noticed that the Gothic spires of the
Washington Cathedral were etched'against the
cloudless sky, but one of my gloves had dis
appeared and I was frantically searching for
it.
The drivers made a circuitous drive to show
us the Lincoln and Jefferson Memorials, but
these held no interest for me. Lincoln and
Jefferson were men of stone, while Eisenhower
was living and vibrant, waiting to welcome us
with his friendly smile. When the Washing
ton Monument came into view, I was not able
to see it as did Carl Sandburg. I didn’t find
it hard “to forget an iron man,’’ for this was
the time to think of the thirty-second presi
dent, not of the first.
Even the Capitol building, which had seemed
so fabulous to me the day before, faded into
the background, for as the busses stopped in
front of this historic shrine, I could, look down
reiinsyivaiiia Avenue and see my destination.
Arriving at the west gate of the White
House, we ivere met by a squad of policemen
Avhich was to escort us on a tour of the Execu
tive Mansion. Momentarily, I forgot my im-
]uatien(‘e to meet the President over the pro
spect of seeing the beautiful rooms I had
heard so much about. However, time was
precious, and I actually had to run to keep
up with the pace of the guides. I passed a
crimson blur, better known as the Red Room,
Then came glimpses of midnight blue and sea
green, which are the famous Blue and Green
Rooms. As an added attraction, there was a
da.sh of sparkling crystal and shining brass,
coming from fragile chandeliers and gleaming
candelabra. Before I had time to mull over
my disappointment, we were marshalled into
the Rose Garden, a large, rectangular-shaped
terrace, bordered on one side by the presiden
tial offices.
1 turned to face- the offices, trying to im
agine what was happening behind those closed
doors. As if in answer to my thoughts, a
door opened and a score of secret service men
strode out into the garden, but in contrast to
their air of indifference, their wary glances
missed not the smallest detail. Another door
opened and a number of press photographers
made their way into the group, most of them
taking positions near the steps that the Presi
dent would descend.
Then I watched a third door open, and ont
of it came the President of the United States.
Ai silence that was almost reverent spread over
the group as the Chief Executive approached.
How important it made us feel that this man
who had. so much work and such great repon-
.sibility could find time to speak to Girls’ Na
tion. I stood there in awe of his greatness,
and then—he smiled—that warm, gentle smH
that uas comforted and cheered so many.
He made a short speech to the group; and
as I listened, I found that it was not so mim
his words that interested me as it was
■face. His eyes could be twinkling and then
determined; his mouth could be snailing
then stern; but always there was his .?
steadfastness, strength, and peace in mohH
features.
President Eisenhower spoke with
delegates and accepted graciously the g
that were presented him. Then he posed on
the steps so that we might take picta«®'
Cameras clicked 1 Bulbs flashed! News
graphers retreated in favor of the exeitea
shutter-bugs 1 ■ '
The reception lasted only a
few.
longer. As he waved good-bye, the -Se^e
service agents followed closely behind. -I ®
met the President of the United States!