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Page Two THE TWIG May 21,1938 THE TWIG STAFF Fhascks Tatum Editor Mai!Y Jask LiMii.KV ifirslftess Manager Cakolyn CuiTCiiKu Manager Bii.'fiiiess Sfa)} V’lHiiisiA Srmi S.Muii Poi’r Ruth McLkan iMiwnik Anse Fohsky Hki.kn Gauvkv Evki.yn Lkyine DouoTiiY LnwuKtiMii.K vl,?sociae Editor Mahy M.mitin Axiioclale Editor Bktty Pahkkii Managlno Editor KATiii.EEy MimiifTr Managing Editor JuasiK CuuiiiN Editor Sadik Massey Cartoonist Douothy Gbkunk Feature Editor iJvEi.YN La88Itkk Typist Annie Lee Tari.ton Typist Reporters Maby SiKWAur Caboi-v.v Amhiews Coba Bihisb VimusiA Couscii. Noiia Bi.vokb Maby Fosteb Iris RosK GiiisoN Jban Luiim'ooT Ernestine Hoboood Bedk Djckknsok Grbai.oink Tutti.r S.vba Hudson Tiikbesa Waix Entcrvd nf secitntUclana mnLtt>r Uctuber ll. 1923. At Toflt OIHcc at Ralclffhi N. C.i nndcr Act of March 187&, Acceptance for mAilinie at apccinl rnto of postaso provided for In Scctton 1103, Act of October 3. 1017, AuthuriztMi Uctoher LI, SOBSCBIPTION PRICE Why Has Wisdom Gone? A recent chapel speaker called our attention to the fact that while we are getting: knowledge today we are failing to get wisdom. We were very much interested in the subject, and have gathered several answers to this problem which we would like to pass on to you as the getters of knowledge of this generation. It seems to us that our speaker suggested one answer to the lack of knowledge today when he commented on the in creased number of students now in the colleges and univer sities compared to the number a generation or so back. We do not mean that there is any thing wrong in student bodies increasing in number, but that there may be something wrong in the kind of students which are swelling the num ber of college graduates. This reminds us of the discussion which has been going on in the newspapers recently as to whether or not going to college is ruining some people by taking, for example, some one who would make a good car penter and making of him a sorry salesman. We are strong ly inclined to believe this to be the case, and that many of the students who account for the increase in actual numbers are not an increase in quality. How many of us really deserve to come to college? Are not we who would make good car penters, so to speak, lowering the standards of education by trying to be salesmen? A second cause for the lack of wisdom seems to us to be in the kind of knowledge we are getting. The aim of col lege education, or of any type of education, should be to teach us to live the fullest and richest life possible. In our opinion the changes which have been made in the curricula of schools in this generation have not been in this direction. Evidently this is not the fault of any one school or any one group of people, but i.s merely a ‘‘tendency of the age” to u.se the popular alibi. We are not laying blame on any per son or any group when we make these suggestions; but it does seem to us that it is time for the age and all its tend- encie.s to wake up to the fact that making a living is not by any means living. We of this generation are so bent on be ing practical, on preparing ourselves to get a job, that we have lost .sight of our first duty and privilege, living. What shall it ])rotit us if we are able to make a living and unable to live? Until we learn that in getting knowledge we must get fundamental knowledge which will add to the fulness of our own lives, we should always be lacking in wisdom. It is up to us. yuu and me, to rid the colleges of job hunters and to pul the college back in its proper place as a teacher of the ways of living the abundant life, the radio and the student. Others have formed the habit of rising in the cold, gray dawn, only tlien finding the quiet necessary for cogitation. Concentration has been defined as exclusive attention oi absorption. Ability to concentrate is one of the funda mentals college should teach. After college there will be no sound-proof room to which we may retire to “get something done.” Whether in an office or in a laboratory it will be necessary for us to think despite distractions. Therefoi-e, while undue noise is a detriment to study, the situation is comparable to conditions outside college walls.—The Toioo Tiiiicn. Why Not Make Friends? Hospitality Week-end on tins campus was one of friend liness. Everywhere one went she was met by a smile and greeted with kind words. Naturally any girl would want to make a jilace with such an environment her home for four years of college life. But do you know that on this very campus there are lone some girls? Too often wi> I'urm groups or small circles of friends and become only interested in our own good times. What pleasures are lhe.se lonely girls tu have? We could .surely go out of our way once in a while to be friendly to one it them, and although ilmy may not have personalities quite a.s attractive as your personal friends, they may have latent charms which will surprise you. Let’s remember this and carry through this year and on into next that .sjjirit ol' i'riendline.ss which every Meredith girl shuuid possess, and our schuol will grow in every way! Gripes Again JOvery college has its provei'bial gripes, These usually consist of e\ei'ything from dis,satisfaction with dormitory hours and deans, to the amount of academic and extra curricular work expected of the sUnlent. The particular gripes at the ('ollege for Women run along the chartered channels; noise in the library and lack of .social life between the two campuses. Noise in the library has l)een discussed for many years. Several remedies have been suggested and tried. The re sult of these has been almost negligible—the library still is noisy. And yet, where can a student find a better place to study? Whether in the dormitory or at home, the mental processes of most of us must function in competition with radios, conver.sation, and other sources of distraction. After some experience in college, some of us have trained ourselves by dint of much self-control and black coffee to do our studying when the rest of the family or the dormitory has retired. Otherwise it’s an endurance contest between Finding One’s Place What is the purpose of a liberal college education? This question has come into the minds of many college students. The purpose of a liberal training is to fit the student for any task—be it large or small. He must also be ready to change, if necessary, from one task to another without seri ous loss. A majority of students upon entering college have definite ly decided upon their field of work. Their minds ai-e made up to do one set thing and nothing can change their way of thinking. Yet, there are some students who are puzzled even when graduation day comes. No matter what we plan to do in life, we must not be ipis- ftts. If your father is a lawyer, do not follow in his footsteps unless you think that you are best fitted for this profession. When we decide what places we want to fill in life, let us ask ourselves two questions. Fii-st, “Are we going to woi-k for quick returns or are we going to work for self-satisfac tion?” Are we thinking of the first job we will hold after we leave college or are we thinking of the one we will hold at fifty? If we are expecting rich returns upon leaving col lege; then it was even useless for us to come to school. Secondly, we may ask, “Are we going to think of our selves, or are we going to work for the entire social order?” If the latter is our aim, we will not be satisfied with any business or profession that does not help the welfare of society. Whatever we do, let us remember that unless we are ac curate, prompt, and willing to accept responsibility, we will never climb to a higher position. In choosing our profession let us follow a famous saying of President Garfield: “I mean to make myself a man, and if I succeed in that, I will succeed in everything else."—0. B. C. in The Hilltop. Idle Minutes Hy VlllOIXIA VAtlOIIAK Everyone said tlie May Court was lovely, atid I don't doubt it a lilt. I uni sure, too, tliat Hazel was tlie innst licuutlfiil qtieen we liuve ever had. bill tliore were two more (liieens at Meredith that day that cannot go unnoticed; they were Charlotte Peebles and Edith Free man, When Charlotte dug the uigbth cliic from under that rail road. no queen was ever hailed more sloviously, and we sang "I've Been Workinu on the Railroad" without a touch of Irony. And then when liJdlth screanicd from the tup of the auditorhiui stage 'Tvo got U, I've Kot It," nud came forth with the lust clue, she was welcomed more royally thnii a date at Meredith ColleRe. It you've never seen u queen on May Day with cohwoba in her hair, dirt on her face, and wearlni? slacks and Kym shoes, you really don’t know what you've missed. It was lotH o( fun and we en joyed every mimile of It, hut 1 think I ouu spcuk for everyone when I auy that I am glad It is over. One group In particular is imjoyiuB 11 little peace and quiet iiftor such a long period of dis- turiied rest, Tiiut group in the In- hiUiltaats i>r liie underworld of Mei'udlth College, tiie Royal Order or the apidor and Cockroaches. It must imve ijeen preU.y i>ad tor them l)ccause tiiuy Hiirely poked and prodded for aboat eight weeks. So may iliey rest In peace (or pioceHi iiniil Dot (ireenc starts loading her crew n-working. • • > Von know Chiipei Hill is love ly in tho s|)ring-tinie, but I won der if that Ih wiiy Meredith girls spend Ko munh lime there, it Anne I'oieiiL und Uoxter were studying naiiire in the arboretum tiie other niglil they certainty learned a lot. They slayod so long tiiut Kat Ald ridge wus afraid that Dexter wouldn't l»e a /''itimikim auy moro, nm (iuit was just spring, i sup- poai!, for it. curlainly does queer things to poopiu these days, cspe- riaily out here ni Meredith, Did you know Hint nothing Miw any dittorence to Hanel nny moro. And Annio IClizabiaii is no longer a Coward. Siic is being quite nice 10 Waiter ti’auning (you'd beliuvo Ibat if you could see a snap shot sutne one look at the .funior-Senior ilie oilier night), Wlien you iisl Anno Taylor liow iier business is, «b' always says "It's Jakt;." Some me told me that i’Iggy Isn't sure iihoiii graduating next year, she wants Moiirr time to think, Dii Crirljetl isn’t going to sunimur sciiooi ihis Hummur, she's gidng to slay home and get a llltlu i)rae- ticai training (she didn't say along what line). The only thing Gorry Tuttle got right oir ii geography test the other day was tiiat Rir- minghain Is in Alalinma, Iris Mas sey says the only reason slie knew that was because she gets a letter from there every day. And the next time you see Mary Kate Collier ask her the dlffereoce between a date In the day time and one at Dlght. • • • I wonder i( this will be found on many tomb stones this year: “Here rests poor Mrs. BUI Hum mers, Her weary heai't sprung a bad leak When her daughter of 17 sunimera Stayed home every night tor a week," Cl'llH TIIAT SritING Have you allowed spring fever to conquer you? Do you find your self In a pleasant but unprofitable slate of constant Idleness? It you don’t take every possible precau tion you will fall Into such a state of mind. But II you have already succumbed to the warm breezes and ihe fresh, green world, then you had better pour out dou ble doses of determination and energy and down it bravely. It’s only a short whllo until ox- anilnatlons. and you had better snap out of It If you don’t want to be caught napping. In fact, you might not even wake up until It’s all over. i'es. I know how hard It Is, I’m a tlme-wastiug day- dreamer it there ever was one. But I'll be with you, pencil ond notebook, and we’ll all gel down and dig together. I’m going to. I dare you to Join me.—i'oi'fe* Voo. 1‘ATIKNCK A man had been watting pa tiently in tho postollico, but could not attruct the attention of either of the girls behind the counter. "The evening cloak,” explained one of the girls to her companion, "was n redlngote design in gor geous lamo brocade with fox fur and wido piigoda sloeves,” At tills point the long-suffering onslomer broke In with; “I wonder If you could provide me with a noat purple stamp with a dinky i)erforated horn. The tout ensemble dolibertileiy treated on the rdverso side willi niucliaso- .SomBthlug at about three cents.” —Hirrul Jonrmil. Tiio wiaoHl men Tiiat e’er you ken Have never dreamed It ireason, To resi a bit And Jest a bit And tuilunce up tlielr reason, To laugh a l>lt And Joke a bit in season, —M. 0. Kalus. VACATION TIME Hy .IA\K THOM.VSON Wanted: A Teachet ItLACKIlKKKV WINTICK By H.\NN Here I sit, holding my pen In a weary hand, wishing witii all my heart that somebody else was writing this article so that I could study. But nobody else la doing It, iheieforo it’s up to me to tell you something In a •’delightfully new way” which everybody knows al ready. Hut words fall me—no cute phrases pop Into my head. So If you can stand It In plain Bngllsh, I'll "out with it" and take a load off iny mind. Olria, what I’ve been trying to say. in as gentle words as possible, la that exams are here again! Of course they find us In a totally unprepared frame of mind, just as we wore last semester. The tunny thing about exams is tliat no mat ter how long we expect tlieni, we're always surprised when they get here. But don't think there Is something wrong with you just be cause you feel Ibis way aiMiut It. Students have been going through the same feeling of surprise ever since tiie first student took his lirst exam. The reason for this' is be cause most iMsople do not know how to prepare ttienisotves for an exam- .VII LaCOI! inatlon, to say nothing of knowing »how to take one! I’m no excep tion to this rule. As a matter of fact. If I ever do know anything, I can’t remember It at the final pinch, and I suppose tiiere are other students Uke me. Of course, this Is probably our own fault, but sometimes I wonder if it Is entirely our fault. Are we ever really taught how to uludyf Are we ever so positive that we have learned something well, tiiat we would have absolutely no fear of an examination? Some one once said (I mean I never knew who) tiiat students today are only begin ning to learn how to study when they leave college. Someone else said that students should be taught the correct way to take and study for an examination by a teacher designated for that purpose. Oh, how I agree with those words of wisdom, particularly now when I llnd mypelf surrounded by exami nations! Bnt although there aren’t any courses like this offered on our campus now. let's hope that some day In the near future tiijre will lie. And now for a little cram ming , . . , 66 An III Wind 99 ISy Fiiikda Cui.iikkson It Is an 111 wind that blows no body good. If the wind that has been playing over Meredith tor tiie last few days blew you any good we would like to know about It. It blew our hats under a ear and banged one of the social room doors 'til tiie glass scattered over the hail, I was half asleep and every tltne the wind would t)low especial ly hard past my window and that door would slam again, I would raise up and believe I was Simon Legree cowering in a corner and think that if tho storm would ever atop, I would repent of my sins and write a book apotnglzlng for my treatment of Uncle Tom. At last I got tired o( being Simon Legree and tripped down tlie halt with my llushligbt and fastened the door with a chair. Now I know how it feeia to be on the S. O, I tliink I could take a dialjollcul doligiit In sneaking through the halts at niglit and giv ing cull-downa. Did you have your light on that night? It so. ligiit infruutlon. One other thing about tliat wind. It brnuglit some scavengers with it. Tlioy sail slowly over tlie cam pus und onimous-iookliig, things they are, I have a feeling that tholr patience Is inllnlte, tliat they are willing to wait forever to gel what they want. Now it tiiey have como here to get that man you murdered In an evil hour . and burled In tho iiockoy Held, you may na well ’fosH up, tor the truth will out, you know, But It they have come here throagh a scourge of devastation, If they think for a one minute that oxams and torni j>npurs are going to kick mu ofT and Uiey cun surve me a la mode tor lireakfaat, well, I am going to tool them, I defy any bird that thinics Meredltli girla auocunib that easily. Wo will survive, Ttierefore, Mr. Aeolus, king ot the winds, tell your wind to take their scavengers to some other In stitution where the Inmates are more afraid ot storms than the girls at Meredith, Maybe It is an III wind, but like moat winds, 111 or otherwise. It will blow over. ir— I’m sev’n. Dot's six, an’ she's my sweetie. Would I love to kiss her? Mon! My mummy says I mustn't do It ’Less Dot tells ms llrst I can. "Klas But If ahe had a pup called Me,” If I asked her what’s hia name, An’ it she told me—course, a teller Couldn’t disappoint a dnme! —HJdith Barnshttw. Wake Forest, In Neio.i and Oliserver. LINCOLN’S HUMOR On Lincoln’s llrst visit to New Gngland, he liad occasion to men tion the lack ot apecillc statements In a newly organized political party’s platform. He likened their position to a pair of pantaloons the Yankee peddler offered for sale, “Large enough for any man, small enough tor any tjoy.’’—Ex, A temiioi'ance address gave Lin coln an opportunity to Illustrate tho subject of threats and promisea witti tills typical Irish story; ’’Bet- tcir tay down that spade you are Bieaiiiig, Puddy: It you don’t you'll i>uy for It at tiie day of Judgment,’’ Paddy; “By the power. It yn’ll credit me so long, I’ll Jist take an other,"—Ex. Dere’s two kinds uv winter to dread and to fear: De sho-nuff kind, lastin’ ’tel spring uv de year; De yuther Is blackberry winter we knows It boun’ to turn col’ when de brlar- bloom shows, De aecon' one’s on us; dese J’ints, how dey ache! I ain’t doin’ nuffln’ but shiver ao' shake! I says to myse't: “Cy, you ought to uv knewn You shouldn’t uv shed yo’ red flannln’s so aoon. De wind It keep iHowin’ widouC any slack; I skoered de hot weather won’t nebber come back.” Den Common Sense say: "Whar yo’ patientness, Cy? •Tain’t gwlneter be long ontel blackberry pie!" —Edith Eurnshaw, W^ake Forest, In Newi and Ohseruer, TIIH ,I()V OK LIVING It noiiody amlled. and nobody cheered, and nobody helped us along— It each, every minute looked after itself, and the good thlnga all went to tiie strong— . It nobody cared Just a little for you, and nobody'cared for mo. And we alt stood alone, In the bat tle ot life, what a dreary old ■ world It would tie! Life la sweet Just because ot the friends we have made, and the things which "in common we share. We want to tive on. not bccause of ourselves, but because ot the people who care. It's giving and doing for some body else — on that all life’s splendor depends. And tho joy of this world, when we've summed It all up. Is foniid in the making of frlonda. —Anonymous. •MV LITTI-IO NMKJHUOH D«ar little girl, with your bright brown eyes And your cheeks so rosy red. Your winsome smile and the thick, soft curls All over your baby head. I am glad you live next door to me. That your little feet have wont Through the buttercups and graas A path across my lawn. I wish that I could keep you so, A baby sweet and dear; But Instead I must watch you grow Taller each passing year. Even when I become (|ulte old. And you u woman grown, May your feet stlit llnd the little path Which across my yard they've worn. —Lufillo N. Carter. Washington, In anil ObHerver. Student: “Dour Dad. I’m broke and I have no frlenda. What shall I do? " Dad: "Make friends at once." —Oolonnade. Oofliiltloii Cigarette: what you just threw away the pack ot and would give him one It It wasn't your last so help yu.—Hunter Bulletin. Short story; Two old maids went for a tramp.—Colonnade.