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October, 1946 THE DIALETTE Page Five madam X SNOOPS... Did^you know Martha Taylor's Wallie" uses Old Spice products? You ought to smell the letters she gets sometimes—and me without 3 muffler . . . Barbara Coordes is supposed to have company this Week-end — I wonder if Myra Spence and Jane Doyle, her room- J^ates, will approve of Henry? Or maybe they’ll offer her a little competition. Ah Shaw, Barbara, m only kiddin’! . . . Speaking of rooming situations, the female ird of Kat" Melton's set of love birds, refers to "Kat" as “the other Woman” . . . Have you ever seen Edie Mac's washing hanging m her room? Yes, those red flan nels are Edie Mac's. This is a paid ^atement submitted by Gladys . ®^man, and does not necessar ily have the approval of your edi- nr • . . Dot Jean has composed a piano piece dedicated to her own Havajo tribe, entitled “The Flight o the Headless Horsemen” . . . In case any of you girls ever get sick, jus' call on College Hall’s special doctor. The Dr. H. Cronin and "Fomby" are really Pu ling for Auburn this year— ould it be that there are two cer tain brothers there???? ... Who is the Ran that Jane Hubbard gets 0 ers from every day and also ca s???? . _ _ Everyone is really T*”® these days - since has begun to try to play 0 tiumpet . . . Bettie Jo, why are you always singing “The Ma rine’s Hymn”? ... Do you like de- a cs? Well, these Georgia gals certainly can find plenty to debate about, especially the government! • • . Margery Ann Washburn (from ccatur. 111.) who wants to acquire a southern accent says she is going o start taking lessons from Mar- 9aret Haynie (of Mobile, Ala.) .. . ^ome like ’em short, and some like em tall, especially Frances Tuck- ^ . Wasn’t it good to see Faith Miss Farrior roaming the ontreat Campus again — hurry back!!—Madam X. What Do You Think About? An Arizona forest ranger saw an Indian riding his horse up a canyon trail, with his wife trudg ing behind him on foot. „ Why is it,” asked the ranger, that you always ride while your squaw walks?” She no gottum horse,” was the reply. Roses are red, violets are blue. Sugar is sweet,^Remember? Tell me where is fancy bred. Or in the heart or in the head? Shakespeare. By Marjorie Washburn When the reporter quiried the inmates of Montreat College as to what they thought of first men tion of “Home” the general con census of opinion seemed to bo friends, family, food, and fun. Some definite answers are: Carey Leo Pratt—“All the good hot biscuits that only my Mom can bake.” Ann McClintock—“Bob! Bosses and the life I used to live—Oh! I want to go Home!” Mildred Jones—“If I didn’t have a Shakespeare test and could go home and sleep, I would be very happy.” Rose Moore—“Mother and sister and all the good times we used to have.” Sara McGill—“Getting up in the middle of the night to help Sam and Tuxie get the possum in the old persimmon tree.” Zan Emer\'—“Parents and home cooking and my dog.” Jane Do.yle—“That wonderful food my Mother cooks!” “Kathy” Williams — “Men, orange trees and home cooked food.” Mary Davis—“I just think of everything that’s wonderful and those lazy phone conversations!” Julia Mae Graham—“A big fire place with a roaring fire, by which you can curl up with a good novel and smell something cook ing in the kitchen.” Hazel White—“Just everything good.” Bobbie Jennings—“Coffee.” Sara Vinson—“Home!” Vicky Samburg — “I think of mother and fi-iends and the good times I’ve had.” Ann Layne—“I think of mother, Elroy and the wonderful times I’ve had.” Ann Maxwell—“I think of food that mother cooks and the good times I had with Charles and, most of all, of Mother and Daddy.” Annie L. Dunn—“I think of Teddy and wonder who he’s dat ing, and of all my friends and family.” Patsy Casteen—“I think of all my family and all my gang at home.” Florence Browning—“I think of my mother and father and all my old gang at home.” Bettly Whittle—“I think of all my loved ones and friends and the wonderful times we had.” Imogene Smith—“I think of all my friends and begin to think of SENIOR GIRL MAKES PLEA FOR INTERPRETER It isn’t enough to speak only one language nowadays. While I was waiting around for mail call the other day, I happened to no tice several girls talking about Montreat. One of the girls was from Mexico, and she and her companions from Cuba were gaily chirping away in a language which I later learned was Span ish. My course was never like that. Because I didn’t exactly know what she said, she consent ed to write it down for me. When I found out the translation was so beautiful, I wanted to share it. “Vine a Montreat con el deseo de estudiar un curso comercial. A1 principio pensaba estar aqui uni- camiente un ano, pero fue tanta lo que me interese un apprender ingles, y tanto lo que me gusto este menos que decidirrne a pasar un ano mas en estae colegio; al dial siempre estare agradecida.” (If you just can’t read it, see Betty Ann Allen, 329 Inn. She’s a real Spanish student, I understand. Maybe it is because she rooms with Josefina . . . Si?????) Nina Stauffer was right behind me, and even if you can’t under stand her, she looks delightful. I may have missed some of it be cause she does take a long pause between words. “Ah just loves it hyar too, honeychile, especially all of dis har frash ayr.” Yes, Ala bamians do speak a language of their own, and so unique too! I might not have been so ad dled, but a lovely looking high school girl came up, and we de cided to find out if she loved our college as much as we. I don’t know where she was from, but it surely sounded like Brooklyn when she said, “I love this jernt!” My roommate and I were on the verge of deciphering the var ious and sundry dialects when Pat Cox came trucking up and in her best Southern drawl said, “Buenos Dias, Mademoiselle.” In utter disgust, I, HURRIED LY, left the line, only to be seen by my teachers, as I was tearing my hair and gnashing my teeth. A thrill of joy shot through me as I saw my red-headed fellow Carolinean Pat Patterson, sitting under the apple tree, and enjoying d! of the benefits as she studied. Knowing that she, too, possessed II of the virtues and vices of a Carolina accent, I called to her and asked her what she was studying. She replied, “Ich wolte alleir seir” which someone finally translated as meaning Greta Gar bo’s trademark, “I vant to be alone.” There are so many cute girls here I want to know, but I can’t speak their language. That’s why I want to know, don’t YOU want a job as interpreter? —Pat King EDITOR'S NOTES the long weekend, and what time buses leave, etc.” Evangeline Watts—“I think of headaches cured by D. C. not B. C.” In thanking the girls who help ed with the first issue of the pa per, Mary Catherine Wood’s and Dot Jean Sandefer’s names were omitted. We wish to thank them now. —E. N.— Certainly was good to see so many “old” Montreaters back for a visit. In case you didn’t know or see them all, here are who they were: Misses Ruth Farrior, Faith May, Arlhie Lou Torrance, Helen Kay Roberts, Bobbie Downs, Nan cy Waft^fMd, Rose Marie Le- Blanc, and Betty Johnson. E. N.— Many bifdthe articles used in this issue‘Iv^ere written by the girls who tried out for the staff, and we thririk^ttieir articles were very good. Don’t you? —E. N.— We wish tb'thank the girls who belong to the Spiritual Life Group for the fine!'editorials we have this time. The girls who contribut ed were Mabel Lee Wells, Nancy Hill, Elizabeth Miller, and Mary Catherine Hall. Three O’Clock Deadline (Continued from page 2) gers hastily pressed folds into the neat papers. Typewriters pound ed off address labels. A pair of heels clicked noisily down the corridor to the principal’s office to deliver the first copy—at 2:55. Dr. Anderson: What are you doing up in that apple tree, young lady? Joan Rodrian: One of your ap ples fell off, mister, and I’m try ing to put it back. “I shall illustrate what I have in mind,” said Miss Ellis, as she completely erased the blackboard. The night is made for love. Why is it not longer? It’s nice to be natural if you’re naturally nice.
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