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THE TWIG
March 20, 1959
STRENGTH OR WEAKNESS?
Recently there was an editorial in The Daily Tar Heel concerning the
merits and effectiveness of the Honor System at Carolina. The editor said,
"If the Honor System is a symbol of Carolina’s greatness, then the editor
would really hate to see what is a symbol of Carolina’s weakness.”
We have an Honor System’at Meredith, and we believe it is a symbol
of our greatness. This system is the basis for all our actions, academic and
social, both on and off the campus, and we adhere to its principles. Wc
are not so naive as to believe there are no violations of the system—
there are, and there will continue to be—but for the most part we uphold
our personal honor and that of Meredith.
Within this college generation there has been an increased emphasis
upon the judgment of the individual and the removing of many rules
which specify in detail what is or is not acceptable. This trend will put a
greater importance on each person’s interpretation of the Honor Code
and her willingness to abide by it. Wc have shown in many ways our
readiness to accept increased responsibility. The Honor System will
continue to be a symbol of Meredith’s greatness.
A. R.
Proper Interpretation
In the preceding editorial, our assistant editor has rightly stated that
the increasing of student responsibility brought about by the decreasing
of the number of spectflc rules has placed greater emphasis upon the
importance of each student’s understanding the Meredith honor code.
In an ideal situation, there would be no need for any rules. A statement
of college policy and universal acceptance of the honor code would ^
the only necessary limits set for student conduct. With every lessening of
the number of rules, the college comes nearer to this goal.
There have been, however, certain misunderstandings concerning the
interpretation of the Meredith honor code. Some students seem to think
that the honor code implies a “big brother is watching you” situation
among the student body. Actually, the opposite is true. It is the honor
code which makes “big brother” unnecessary. If we accept an honor
code, we watch ourselves. We do the watching beforehand, making any
rule problem non-existent. Another misconception is the. idea that if
one signs the honor code, she thereby places herself in the role of an
informer. Students have said that they will abide by the principles of
the code but that they refuse to turn in offenders. Thus, they do not sign.
Such an attltude is wrong on many counts. In the first placc, when one
comes to a school, she accepts the .standards of the institution and is thus
pled^d to uphold them. Fear of loss of popularity should not deter one
from the exercising of her responsibilities. Second, it is doing nobody
a favor if we allow rule infraction to go unchecked. The offender will no
doubt continue to break rules and ultimately be forced to suffer a much
heavier penalty than if she had been stopped the first time. The "other
students are not receiving fair treatment if the honor code is not upheld
by all. The code loses value with each incident that breaks it. Last, why
is it necessary to become so upset about a situation that may never
occur? It seems the height of conceit for a student to think that she of
all the student body will be the only one to adhere to the code if she
signs it. Also, if she is truly interested in seeing that honor is upheld, she
must be openly allied with the cause. Else, she will have no grounds for
the discussion of the problem, nor will she have any right to criticize the
existing order. She will not be a part of it.
L. W.
DeNnY'S DoOdLeS
By CYMHIA DENNY
Spirits rise; morale is lifted
Gone the winter’s gloomy pall.
Exultation! Life is gloriousi
We respond to springtime’s call—
Spring IS herel
Spring brings new life to all the world
New hope to all the land.
The world responds like magic
To this touch from God’s own hand.
New life from the old comes up all about
When springtime returns again—
Old dreams are reborn and hope is renewed
Once more in the hearts of men.
As we look about from one part of the campus to the other, buffeted
by the wind, we think of the million and one things we must do—papers,
tests, reports, ad infinitum. Throughout all our activities, have we paused
and quietly thought to the coming of a new season? The “miracle of
growing thmgs pushed "up from darkness”—silver-gray promises of foliage,
green spears above brown earth, pale buds reflected in blue pools—shows
us the old is past and the new is come. Nature is young again, fulfilling
her dreams of yesterday, hitherto locked in darkness. So may we be born
again; so may we cast off the Past’s grip and, being new, fulfill our
missions. This, nature’s message of Hope and Renewal of life, is also
the message of Eastertide.
A Point to Ponder
A professor from a nearby college
recently stated in a social science
class that America has no national
culture. His remark raised a storm
of protest from the students whom
he was addressing. It is an interest
ing point to consider. If there is an
American culture that is distinctive.
as the students argued, what is it?
If there is not, as the professor
stated, what-do we have? Are our
art, music literature, ideas, and
ideals merely a hodge-podge from
everywhere, or have we ceased to be
a group of frontier pioneers and be
come a nation culturally as well as
politically?
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lina, ana as sujcn is one of the three major publications of the Institution the
other two being The Acorn, the literary magazine, and The Oak Leaves, the
college annual.
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in the capital city of North Carolina. It confers the Bachelor of Arts and the
Bachelor of Music degrees. The college offers majors in twenty-one fields
including music, art. business and home economics.
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Colleges and Secondary Schools. The college holds membership In the Associa-
Uon of American CoUeges and the North Carolina College Conference. Gradu
ates of Meredith College are eligible for membership In the American
AssoclaUon of University Women. The institution is a liberal arts member of
the NaUonal Aasciation of Schools of Music.
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Seen Around Campus
Budding trees, blooming daffodils,
and violets behind the dining hall.
Members of the faculty who have
enough energy to teach all day and
play tennis at lunch hour.
Freshmen feverishly working on
term papers and upperclassmen
calmly saying “later.”
Student teachers learning to print
all over again.
Physical education methods peo
ple staggering around after two
hours of first grade games.
A scramble among the new offi
cers for people to work in the vari
ous cainpus organizations.
The huge new bulletin board in
the post office.
People chuckling over the new
Monster and Contemporary cards in
the Bee Hive.
Scarves being worn to ALL events
because of the wind.
People wondering wheie and
whether lo wear socks — DECI
SIONS!
The Music Box
By MARGARET HURST
Several members of the Chorus,
upon requesl by Miss Doniey, agreed
to sing in “The Messiah” sponsored
by the Raleigh Music Club at Taber
nacle Baptist Church on March 15,
Mr. Allen Bone, professor of music
at Duke University, directed the per
formance. Singing in the group,
which performed the Easter portion
of the work, was really an experience
for the girls who took part in the
presentation.
Junior recitals are coming up
soon. March 23 is the date set by
Barbara Armstrong, soprano, and
Janice Morgan, pianist. Barbara
Smith and Ruth Young, both oi'gan-
ists, will give a joint recital also this
spring, although no definite date has
been set yet.
The Lighter Touch: The Music
Department welcomes the new Gar
ris baby, Meredith Carey . . . Miss
Swanson’s birthday party at Balen-
tine’s included her sophomore theory
class, Miss Donley, and Mr. Clyburn
. . . Congratulations to the SAI
pledges; it is a real honor to be
chosen ... Mr. Clyburn has the
Junior Piano Ensemble this year . . ,
Dr. and Mrs. Cooper went to hear
“Aida” at the Metropolitan Opera a
couple of weeks ago; it was Mrs.
Cooper’s birthday . . . Sylvia May
nard is trying to teach the wee ones
to sing at school these days!
Seniors wandering around since
elections saying, “Already we’re
has-beens.”
An irate student who look one of
her white shirts downtown lo get
another just like it and was asked by
the clerk,- “Is it grey or white?”
People from the east side of the
dorms who are sleepy all day be
cause the sun rises earlier and
earlier.
Sunday morning paper-snatchers
standing in the hall asking, “Who
takes the paper who is not here this
weekend?”
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BACKSTAGE
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By SUE MATZNER
Congratulations to Lclia Daven
port on being elected Playhouse
President for ’59-’60. I am sure the
members of the Playhouse look for
ward to next year under her capable
leadership.
Congratulations are also in order
to the new members of the Play
house who have worked oii the
spring production. They are Harriett
Hill, Lee Pickard, and Liz Milliken.
There will be no March Playhouse
meeting due to the members’ work
ing on the production. Speaking of
the production, we again invite all
Meredith students and their friends
to “Ladies In Retirement.” Every-
THE EYEBALL
By NANCY WHEDBEE
every soul resident
In the earth’s one circus tent.
Vachel Lindsy
Helen White seems to come up
always with the most “profound”
thoughts. While running eagerly, ex
pectantly to a chapel service, some
one inspired by their previous class
remarked, “Everyone must have a
religion.” Helen ventured, “Yes,
that’s true . .. I’m a Buddhist.” Her
companion remarked, “Well,' I’m a
Hindu, and because of this sinful,
gay existence I’m leading at Mere
dith, I’ll probably be reincarnated as
a monkey in my later life.” Helen
obviously converted agreed and with
great introspection, glancing at her
self from toe to top uttered, “Yes,
as a matter of fact I’ll probably be a
cow . . . Holy Cow! That’s pretty
much what I look like now!”
I SAW A MAN
I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
“It is futile,** I said,
“You can never—”
“You lie,” he cried,
And ran on.
Stephan Crane
Noticed the fads that sweep our
cozy little campus from time to time?
Bridge never semes to die, and now
especially with the advent of pro-
fesseurs teaching the game its .ad
dicts should increase. Someone
remarked after the announcement
in chapel of the bridge courses,
“With my bridge classes how will I
ever find time to prepare my assign
ments in my little pastime?”
When one of the departments gave
a tea, several students brought their
knitting. After the conversation,
which at one moment had centered
on uprisings of the people in Tale Oj
Two Cities, someone less enraptured
with the knitting trend mumbled,
“This place is beginning to look like
the French Revolution!!”
From Carl Sandburg:
LIMITED
I am riding on a limited express, one
of the crack trains of the nation.
Hurtling across the prairie into blue
haze and dark air go fifteen all
steel coaches holding a thousand
people.
(All the coaches shall be scrap and
rust and all the men and women
laughing in the diners and sleepers
shall pass to ashes.)
I ask a man in the smoker where
he is going and he answers:
“Omaha.”
. . . Too many of us go around just
picking blackberries.”
“Tootle”
one likes a murder mystery and this
one really is unusual. See you there!
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