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BUSINESS STAFF
Margaret Moore Business Manager
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Christine and Adene Mitchem
Co-Circulation Managers
Members of Business Staff—Marie Wilson,
Edith Camp, Anne Boykins, Rebecca
Yelverton.
only good business sense to consider
entering such a field at this time. Teach
ing offers enough various activities to
satisfy girls with many interests because
of the wide variation of subject matter.
Not only will good desirable jobs be
open, but also girls will enter the pro
fession with higher salaries if the anti
cipated 20 per cent raise is added to the
base pay of $135.00. It should be re
membered that city supplements in
crease the monthly earnings. Two other
factors are inducive to Meredith stu
dents who are deciding now on their
futures. First, the opportunity for
supervised teaching here is unlimited.
The teachers in our own department are
invaluable, and the welcome and in
terest on the part of the city system
teachers is gratifying. It is an ideal
situation with good guidance at hand.
Last, this field offers satisfaction to those
who enter it because the work involves
working with children, teaching in
dividuals, and helping others. Weigh
these advantages when you plan your
course here at Meredith and out in life.
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Thought for the day . . .
Immodest words admit oj no defense;
For want of decency is want of sense.
Dillon.
Living with others . . .
A college education offers a certain
amount of academic work to every stu
dent. So many semester hours and so
many quality points are required for
graduation. This work is important,
but other phases of college life need at
tention. Learning to live in a com
munity is part of our task here at Mere
dith. At home, in the family, the needs
of each individual are usually served.
At school, the development of the group
as a whole is the main concern. It is
a bitter pill to swallow to realize that
whereas we were such big whales back
home we are only tiny fish in a big pond
here. Learning to live happily with
others is an education in itself. It’s all a
matter of adjustment or adaptation, as
the psychologists say. As long as we re
main self-centered we are not very
happy ourselves because we do not in
terest others, and all of us like interest
and attention from other girls. Begin in
your own suite, on your own hall. Make
good friends, friends that you can keep.
Ho\y many of us changed roommates for
a reason that wasn’t too good? Perhaps
she did irritate you. So what! Perhaps
you irritate somebody else. Try to over
look the faults you see in others, hoping
they too will overlook your short com
ings. Remember the words of Him who
said “Love thy neighbor as thyself.”
ON CAMPUS
with BRADLEY
On Honesty .
Educators say that no child can be
taught that general quality of honesty.
Instead, they say, the child learns
honesty through many specific situa
tions. There’s the characteristic of re
fusing to tell lies. Then, there’s honesty
in refusing to give or receive help on an
exam in class. Being honest crops up
in our attitude toward others—whether
we put up a false front or not, whether
we pretend to be more or less than we
really are. Sincerity is truthfulness,
itself. Honesty is involved in our busi
ness relations with others. Are we will
ing to return the extra change when
the clerk gives us too much? Do we
pay our debts promptly when we have
found it necessary to borrow? Do we
share expenses equally? Do we con
sider it ever so clever to get by without
having to pay full fare? Do we let our
club dues hang on and on into the
semester? And, can we pass by some
one’s dresser when we see money lying
there, unnoticed? All of our lives,
people who love us have tried to teach
us one of the qualities that Christians
should be able to claim. Now that we’re
independent and alone, we must stand
the test. Shakespeare, in “All’s Well
That Ends Well,” said, “No legacy is so
rich as honesty.” If only we could in
herit this honesty, how rich we would
be.
I forgot my hat. I couldn’t borrow
any hose. Eleven-thirty-one is not so
late. I disremembered where to tell my
date good night. I needed my light
on those extra ten minutes—had to
write that history paper. Forced to
wear that kerchief to lunch.
Being “on campus” is not a nice thing.
It is not a laughing matter. It is no
fun at all. There is nothing to do but
study. My father was a horse trader,
and my mother was a bar maid. I am
not the studious type.
But I tried to be. I tried hard. I put
on my blue jeans and flannel shirt, and
I even got out my glasses. I found my
psychology book, and I took it and The
Feather Merchant with me wherever
I went, just in case the mood to con
centrate struck. And I believe it would
have that time I was down in the Bee
Hive getting inspired via chocolate ice
cream, but AILEEN CAIN came in, and
I saw that lufely diamond she’s wearing.
NANCY CREECH was with her, and
Sigma Chi pins never looked bad to me.
And there stood DORIS CARROLL, all
smiles—and sporting BUSTER’S Kappa
Sig pin. I got to thinking about all
those lucky people who have their
futures pinned on their sweaters or
glistening on their fingers. I understand
that GADDY and MADDRY don’t even
say, “Hubba, Hubba” anymore; it’s
“PIKA, PIKA” now. SARAH and ED
WRIGHT even put it in the courthouse
records.
Men. Bless ’em. I immediately for
got all about Descartes and man as a
machine.
LOIS HARMON got that epistle from
JESS, while I waited patiently. PAT
McNIEL got that Kentucky letter. (By
the way, I understand that GLYNN is
proof enough that twins aren’t too con
fusing.) Box 17—still empty. I watched
MAGGIE WESTMORELAND read that
long distance appeal from BILL. I
waited five minutes more, and left—
confident that the mail routes between
D. C. and Raleigh had been discon
tinued, and swearing never to buy
another three cent stamp if they hadn’t.
I passed BETTY DAVIS talking to a
para-trooper on the porch—none other
than TEX! And there was WATHA
LUPO, accompanied by that DAVIS
HENIFORD!
I managed to climb those three flights
of stairs, knowing that LUCY CASEY
OPINION POLL
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF SECRETARY OF COMMERCE HENRY A.
WALLACE’S RESIGNATION?
Elsie Corbett
Wilmington, N.
C.
Helen Wilkerson
Fuquay Springs, N. C.
Jean Maddry
Seaboard, N. C.
Aileen Belton
Winston-Salem, N. C.
Vicky Manty
Worcester, Mass.
In making a choice . . .
Recognized everywhere today is the
critical need for teachers. Classified ads
in newspaper columns have been filled
for weeks with places for applicants to
complete the teaching staffs of various
schools. Statistically speaking, the short
age in our own state totals 1,500. In ad
dition to this deficiency in number is
the deficiency in properly certified
teachers. Many children in the public
schools of North Carolina are being
taught by men and women who hold in
ferior certificates. In order to remain
open, schools have accepted teachers
with inadequate training. This condi
tion in the school system is indicative
of the opportunities in the education
field for several years to come. It is
Evelyn Pitman
Rehobath Church,
Zeno Martin
Raleigh, N. C.
Edythe Reinhardt
Jamaica, N. Y.
Obra Eitzgerald
Cynthiana, Ky.
Va.
would share a few drinks
is. Seeing my despair, MOLLIE FE./^-
ING generously offered me her last be
loved little sardine, aroma included.
HELEN WILKERSON even let me
watch her talk to ED over the ’phone.
(These days “Sorry, no outside line
usually means that the SPE house is
talking with third Faircloth!) And
MARY FRANCES KEENE let me smell
all twelve of those lovely red roses HE
sent. Believe it or not, FLO MOORE
(begrudgingly) handed over a piece of
that Wake Forest candy! People were
so kind.
With six more days to go, I retired to
Poker Flat and sent in my application
to Local 59 12 of the Knights That
Rescue Campused Girls at Meredith
Union. I understand that most of the
members of Local 59 1/2 of the
KTRCGAMU are State College Stu
dents, however, and due to a slight mix-
up a few weeks ago, they do not
guarantee their usual efficient service
to deserving angels. However, I patient
ly wait—“on campus.”
NOSTALGIC, HUH?
“Comfy, honey?”
“ ’Bout to freeze.”
“Want my coat?”
“Just the sleeves.”
“Full or empty?”
“Full, please.”
“Comfy, honey?”
“Ummmmmmmmm.”
Boy; There’s an ant on this ice cream.
Druggist: Hm’m, so they’re going in
for winter sports, too!
Teacher: What is the most efficient
water power in the world?
Johnny: A woman’s tears.
to
“I think he was forced to resign because of the op
position, but he was a mighty brave man to speak his
own opinion. The world would be better off with more
Henry A. Wallaces.”
“I think that he was forced into his resignation, but I’m
all for him.”
“I think that we’ve lost a great leader.”
“I agree with Jean, but I don’t think that we’ve lost
him because I hope that the Democrats will nominate
him to run as a future president of the United States.”
“He showed that he was upholding his beliefs by re
signing, and I admire him for that.”
“I agree with the rest that he is a great leader and
that he showed great courage in the steps he took, but
I feel that we have other leaders well qualified to fill
his position.”
“I think he was a very valuable man in the cabinet,
and that he represented a liberal group that should
have more representation than they now have in
Truman’s cabinet. I think that his resignation was
brought about by an unfortunate string of circum
stances that could have been avoided.”
“I believe that Truman did the right thing by asking
for Wallace’s resignation.”
“The United States’ government is a democratic one
NGEL I
Mary McCoy
Sumter, S. C.
Betty Moore
Myrtle Beach,
S. C.
racy. When a person gives his opinion and then gets
fired for it, IS THAT DEMOCRACY? I think that
Wallace is a great leader and believe that now the
Democratic Party will nominate him for the next
president. If we had more liberals such as Wallace
working with Truman, I believe that the United States
would have a better future to face.”
“I think it is one of the major blunders that President
Truman has made since his term of office began.”
“I don’t think that Wallace should have been kicked out
as he was, but I’m glad that he is out, and think it is
about time that we got rid of him.”
By Their Words
Mr. Tyner—“Now young ladies.”
Anne Josey—“Best you not—”
Dr. Patrick—“Uh-uh—not at all.”
Miss Bell—“Ha-ha, I just had
chuckle.”
Peggy Parker—“That is the truth.”
Meredith Liles—“Hello, lovely.”
“Goat” Holcomb—“I declar.”
Miss Harris—“Good girl.”
Mrs. Egerton—“I’ll be switched.”
Zella Woody—“Land sakes.”
Dr. Campbell—“I pass it on to you for
what it is worth.”
Nancy Creech—“Gee, that’s a riot.”
Jean Beckman—“Don’t strain your
self.”
Dr. Johnson—“Be definite.”
Stella Lassiter—“Have a B. T.”
Helen Wilkerson—“That’s tough.”
Marie Snelling—“Gismo.”
Rita Paez—“Come to see me, hun-
ney.”
Any Meredith girl—“Spit!”
The Wolfpack visited us again, but
they howled too loud, ’cause they left
their job incomplete. For two years
now our night prowlers have stealth-
fully climbed the water tank and suc
ceeded in letting all Raleigh know
where the “Angel Farm” is, only to have
their artistic efforts painted over the
next day with paint. One thing you
could say for them, they never gave
up. Well! This year they decided that
the shiny water tank just had to be
painted again, so with brushes and red
paint once again they began their pil
grimage, hoping that maybe this time
“Angel Farm” would stay up there for
the world to see. It was a nice, dark
night, just suited for the job, so up they
went. Things were going fine—that is
and the people of the United States believe in Democ- until the nightwatchman came by. After
two years of successfuly dodging the
little man who punches the clock, they
were caught red handed (and I bet that
was the truth). Down they climbed
leaving only NGEL to commemorate
their brave efforts. They really had a
chance to howl though, when the little
man at the city jail said $25 for bail
’Tis sad, and we really are going to miss
getting up m the morning and finding
an added attraction on the water tank
But we won’t give up hoping that this
won’t really scare them away, will we’