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THE TWIG
November 24, 1944
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Personal Interest of Profs
The merger plan failed and our school
has won again in its stand for Meredith
as it is today—a small school for girls
where there is friendliness and co
operation.
We have our lucky stars to thank
that we can still lay claim to these
factors which are such an integral part
of present Meredith life. Not only are
these characteristics found to exist
among the students themselves or
among the faculty alone, but also be
tween the students and teachers. There
is a bond between student and profes
sor that is rare for any other college
than Meredith. Because Meredith is
and will be a small school, this personal
interest is possible. Personal conferences
and social gatherings can do as much
toward helping the Meredith girl to
face the world of tomorrow as do her
id studies.
Sixth War Loan Drive
Monday marked the beginning date
of the Sixth War Loan Drive through
out the nation—and Meredith.
“As we move closer to victory, it
wouldn’t he surprising if you were
saying to yourself—‘What’s the big idea
of asking for all this additional money
now? Isn’t the war almost over?’
“No sir, it is not! Not by a long shot.
Of course, for many months now you’ve
heard mostly about the war with Ger
many, where our greatest effort is con
centrated. That’s why many people
have the idea that the war’s practically
over.
“But make no mistake about it—noth
ing could be farther from the truth!
The Japanese war is a tremendous
undertaking, and victory will come
high. We’ll have to fight every inch of
the way.”
And one of those inches on the way
to victory is that of supporting your
nation by purchasing war bonds. Re
member, a good buy is a war bond.
He doubles his gift who gives in time.
Pcukio^ixima
By Elizabeth Davis
For all that God in mercy sends:
For health and strength, for home and
friends.
For comfort in the time of need.
For every kindly word and deed.
For happy thoughts and pleasant talk.
For guidance in our daily walk.
For all these things give thanks.
ifniet After the Storm
Two major storms have loomed on the
Meredith horizon within the past few
weeks—the political storm of national
elections and the convention storm of
the proposed merger of Meredith and
Wake Forest colleges. Much has been
said of the supposed “calm before a
storm” but little has ever been said of
the calm which exists after the storm
has passed over — the most peaceful
quiet of all. Meredith now has a double
reason for being calm now that elections,
both national and convention ones, are
over. We have a peaceful quietness in
which to return to our activities what
ever they may be and a renewed hope
to prevent future storms, or if this is
not possible, to face them with new
strength.
False friends are worse than open
enemies.
SHE SNOOPS TO CONQUER
Well, the battle’s over. The decision
was given to neither side, really—but
to both. I mean, of course, the recent
discussion of the proposed merger of
Meredith and Wake Forest, which never
should be termed a “battle” at all. The
convention decision evidently satisfied
all persons concerned, if we are to judge
from the way things were carried on in
Charlotte last week. If everybody is
happy, all’s good and well.
It seems there was quite a bit of
anxiety over what might possibly hap
pen at the Student Legislature held here
in Raleigh last week end. Several per
sons, to my knowledge, were rather
afraid there might he some little amount
of unnecessary friction between repre
sentatives of the two schools. Those
who were present at all the sessions,
however, can tell you that there definite
ly was no such occurrence. Delegates
from Meredith and Wake Forest worked
together like precision clock-work—like
the brother-and-sister schools we were
meant to be. There are no hard feel
ings so far as we students are con
cerned. We hope you older people all
over the state know that.
One meets the queerest people at the
oddest times! Several days ago, while
waiting for a bus on a corner in another
town, a friend and I were suddenly set
upon hy a rather talkative, elderly lady,
who had quite a lot to say on the sub
ject of current affairs. Her pet peeve
at the time was the fact that the weather
lately has been too changeable and un
predictable. “It’s just not for the good
of the world! ” she insisted. I don’t know
what her philosophy may be. If it’s
as limited in its scope as the bound":-L
of her own one town and the way the
weather affects it. I’m not sure she
judges too well just what is “for the
good of the world.” But her comments
brought home very closely the realiza
tion that a lot of us are just about that
much concerned over the good of the
world—only in so far as its affairs have
directly to do with our personal comforts
and desires and our own immediate aims
in education and other things. I wonder
if perhaps there isn’t a good deal to be
got from her idea.
I wish every student could have the
opportunity of knowing her teachers
outside the classroom. Not that there’s
such a difference, really, I hasten to
say!—but being with several favorite
professors without being conscious of
the Ph.D.’s, etc., after their names at
one of Dr. Johnson’s famous (and in
cidentally, perfect) picnics the other
afternoon, made quite an impression on
several of us. It isn’t that we hadn’t
been able to see these grand people as
human beings like ourselves. I suppose
it’s just that it has been hard to break
down the barrier in our own minds and
appreciate their real worth outside of
the immediate concentrated field of
their subject-matter. But try it once—
and then we have to stop and wonder,
“Strange, that it should require these
little glimpses to keep our appreciation
of them up to the very top, where it
belongs.” Our thanks, then, to them,
for the opportunity.
OVER THE LIMIT
The people I would have decreased
En masse, from coast to coast.
Are those who add: “To say the least”
When they have said the most.
William W. Pratt.
We blame in others only the faults
by which we do not profit.
Alexander Dumas.
The world is full of willing people;
some willing to work, the rest willing
to let them.
Robert Frost.
Oh dear! I couldn’t sneak all over the
campus this week seeking gossip, be
cause your poor old Aunt Susie has just
completed a course on Sofoology!!! Re
sults? Well—uh—nothing much except
—spasmotic contractions of the dia-
phram, my medula oblongata is hung in
my esophagus, and every time I try to
walk my antique metatasis beats out
“Darling I am growing old.” So, here
I sit in my boudoir, lean back in my
white leather chair, and eavesdrop over
the telephone. Ah yes, I have a white
leather chair and telephone in my
room!!!!
While indulging in my “mile” pleas
ure the other day (eavesdropping) I
heard two Freshmen talking. They were
Jean Bradley and Ginny Campbell, and
I honestly believe they were having a
feud over a man named “Al.” Now
come, girls, you know better than to
fall for that old line—“you are my
queen, and I am your slave—why can’t
a love such as ours live on forever”?
An evil old friend tipped me off on
three very interesting events that hap
pened last week on how some of the girls
entertain their hoy friends here at the
“angel farm.” Becky Ballentine and
Jacque Landfear took their handsome
boy friends to Allen’s Pond for a boat
ride. Betsy Watson and Betty Cuthrell
had the brilliant idea of giving the
Meredith stallions a work out when they
took two mighty cute ensigns horseback
riding. Now, two other girls I know.
like to sit back and enjoy the new furni
ture in the parlor. You guessed it!
Jean Griffith and Ruth Martin have been
dating their good looking men in the
parlor again.
Here’s something from the pin-up de
partment, and I saw it happen with my
own eyes! Bunny Shaw has just re
ceived a beautiful frat pin from a lieu
tenant in the Marines!! Engaged? Eh,
could be—’tis a possibility. Betty Davis
has a touch of Texas in her heart, cause
she is pinned up to a Sigma Chi, named
Tex, at State. A gorgeous hunk of
masculine protoplasm—Uh huh!!—Pat
McNiel, Betty’s roommate, was pinned
up Sunday to an S.P.E. at State. Trying
to keep this thing in the family girls?
Roger!
Mildred Linton has also just recently
received a lovely frat pin from a Marine,
and that ain’t all—he sent her a turtle
neck grass skirt. Whew!
How I do admire these girls who
make the Dean’s list. Marty Jeffreys
just went home for a whole week to go
duck hunting. Incidentally, Leon, her
man in the Air Corps, had a furlough!
School daze, school daze, ah, yes, dear
old rotten rule days. Speaking of rules
—all one can safely say on the subject
is—eh—well—what can one say safely
on the subject? All right I’ll shut my
trap, but I’ll be right back in the next
issue.
Snoopingly yours.
Aunt Susie.
November 1—Elizabeth Stillwell.
November 3—Christine Oliver
Creech, Dorothy Mae Cooper.
November 4—Helen Teachey, Jean
Bradley.
November 5—Magdalene Wood, Ger
aldine Winfree, Kathryn Gertrude
Pa,rker, Martha Elizabeth Ipock, Bunny
Shaw.
November 6—Sara Lonita Brewer.
November 8—Edith Sorrell, Olena
Olive, Betty Lee Nichols, Flora Ann Lee,
Bernice Wade DiXon, Allie R. McCormic.
November 9—Amanda Florine Evans,
Christine Webb, Emma Southerland,
Edith Eloise Lancaster.
November 10—Laura Frances Snow,
Pattie Snell, Stella Lassiter, Nelda
Ferguson.
November 11—Rosemary Morehead.
November 13—Ruth Hall.
November 15—Jewell Eatman, Ruth
Hazel Garner.
November 17—Mabel Baldwin.
November 18—Betty Bullock.
November 20—Olivia Madgelin Cole.
November 21—Elizabeth Ann Wallis,
Evelyn Kocher, Mildred Blackman.
November 22—Mary Trulah Peele.
November 23—Hilda Liles.
November 24—Henrie Helen Cavi-
ness.
November 25—Mildred Glenn Hoyle,
Becky Barnes.
November 26—Hazel Johnson.
November 27—Betsy Watson, Madge
Sanders.
November 28—Mary Esther Sadler,
Betsy Dell Maxwell.
November 29—Zelma Murray.
December 1—Hilda Pair, Hilda
Austin.
December 2—Peggy Haywood.
December 3—Fay Champion, Mary
Louise Milliken.
December 4—Barbara Jean Shell-
smith, Eva Fitzgerald.
December
Hatch.
December 10—Harriet Roberta
Neese, Marilyn Spiers, Edith Angelea
Hatch, Barbara Stevens.
December 11—Betty Jean Yeager.
December 12—Sue Chapman.
December 13—Thomasine Ward.
December 17—Ruth Miller, Letha
Lorene Adams.
December 18—Betty Lutz.
December 21—Barbara Jean White.
December 23—Agnes Earle Harris.
December 24—Jean White, Faye
.Sprinkle. , . .
December 25—Jetta Funderburk.
December 26—Myra Jones, Madge
Futch, Mary Martin.
December 28—Virginia Maynard, Iris
Lorene Osborne.
December 29—Evelyn Mae Works,
Mary Lee Wethington, Mitchell Lee,
Mary Joe Clayton.
December 30—Virginia Campbell.
December 31—Mattie Virginia
Kornegay.
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