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OF SAINT MARY’S
Vol. Ill, No. 1
LIBRARY OCCUPIES WHOLE FLOOR
Furnishings Completely Modern
By Helen A. Brown
The first floor of the Art Building was the
scene of busiest activity from the day school
closed in June until the very morning of fall
opening. Bookcases, detached from walls and
crowded together in the northeast corner of the
“old Library,” and solemnly draped in volumi
nous sheets to protect the precious Carnegie
collection, looked ghostly indeed, especially to
one entering the Library just at dusk. Desks
were whisked from the classrooms to—only Mr.
Tucker knows where! The librarians with their
cards and files, were relegated to Miss Jones’
classroom, which became the summer headquar
ters of the Library. Rumor has it that Mr.
Guess is still sorting catalog cards from Soci
ology papers, for the librarians appropriated
his desk for the summer. The Art Studio re
ceived the overflow of library books and the
Carolina Collection from Mr. Guess’ room.
Early in September, all the comfortable leather
librarv chairs were also found in the Art
Studio. When the shuffle of moving was over,
the lovely face of the studio’s Venus de Milo
was seen peering out from under the time-
honored grey rain hat we all know so well.
After the exodus, carpenters, plasters, paint
ers, and floor-layers worked furiously all sum
mer to have the new Library ready for the
opening of school. To give the students a
quieter place in which to work, the three library
entrances to the hall and stairway were closed
up and soundproofed. The walls separating
the Librarian’s office from the two classrooms
were removed, leaving just enough of them to
make a conveniently located room for the un
bound periodicals; and the wall dividing Mr.
Moore’s classroom from the old Library alcove,
was cut through. The result is a spacious Li
brary. The two former classrooms and library
workroom now comprise the Reference^ Room,
which contains all reference books aiid indexes.
Reserve books and bound periodicals, and the
greater part of the book collection. ^ The east
end of the “old Library” was partitioned off
into a comfortable office and workroom for the
Library staff, while the west end has become a
Reading Room housing current periodicals, fic
tion, biography, and travel.
The floor space has been increased to about
two and one-half times its former size, and the
seating capacity has been raised from 38 to 70.
, Sixty-five people can now be seated at tables.
An important feature of the remodeled Library
is that the new bookshelves are all of standard
height, so that it is no longer necessary for even
the shortest person to stand on chairs or stools
to reach the books. Floor cases for books will
be added when more book shelves are needed.
The Library has been completely refurnished
with standard library furniture in a soft grey-
green oak, supplied by the Globe-Wernicke
Company of Cincinnati, Ohio. A combination
reference and circulation desk with specially
fitted compartments, will be the pride of the
librarians—when it arrives, next week. The
students will enjoy the specially constructed
table, with linoleum top, for the use of the
Headers’ Guide and indexes. Sloping shelves
display the current periodicals to very good
advantage, with flat shelves beneath them to
hold back numbers. A book display case near
the entrance holds the new and particularly
popular books. No longer will it be necessary
to spread huge atlasses out on the floor when
consulting them, for in the new atlas case, each
FOOTBALL GAME
SATURDAY
RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA
September 22, 1939
LETTERS TO THE EDITOR
In future issues The Belles will revive
the policy of letters to the editor and wel
comes all contributions, provided they
conform to these standards;
(1) Are reasonably sensible.
(2) Are signed.
TRAVELS WITH A GANT
Dear Editor :
Today the universal word is war. How will
it end? Should America join or not? But
my question is: Will man ever realize that dis
putes cannot be settled satisfactorily by the use
of arms? Ever since the beginning of time
there have been arguments, however serious or
trivial, and as long as any force exists which
wants to make use of its power, there will con
tinue to be.
One of the first things that man learned was
how to fight. Men have been compelled to do
this for the preservation of their homes and
their lives. The trait of self-protection which is
so deep-rooted into the human character was
the cause of that fighting.
When a dispute confronted man, he thought
the only answer to the solving of the problem
lay in a conflict to decide which contestant was
the stronger. This warfare settled the question
on hand but not to the satisfaction of both
sides. The world has seen many times that
fighting can leave nothing but distress in its
wake. War is ghastly because it halts the prog
ress of civilization.
Some day if the world is really as civilized
as is supposed maybe it will learn that compro
mise, negotiation and friendly agreements are
an answer to problems.
All Americans hope that their country will
not be drawn into the quicksand of Europe’s
war. The United States is still suffering from
the effects of the last one.
May this war end soon with as little blood
shed as possible and may it teach man the
lesson that he must learn.
Martha Newell.
volume slides out easily on rollers to a position
most convenient for the reader. When the sea
son rolls ’round again for Senior Essays, and
poring over the U. S. Catalog—the big brown
books weighing about 15 lbs. apiece—how the
seniors will rejoice to find a table with movable
sloping shelf, built expressly to accommodate
these library giants. And finally, a locked case
with glass doors has been inserted in the Read
ing Room shelving to hold our treasures of espe
cially beautiful, valuable, and very old books.
Lighting in the Library has been much im
proved. Ceilings and upper walls have been
painted white so that indirect lighting can be
used throughout. The most up-to-date Alzak
aluminum ceiling fixtures are being installed.
These will be supplemented with floor or table
lamps wherever necessary.
The greyed-green furniture offered the key
note for the color scheme. Walls have been
painted a soft, restful shade of green, with win
dows, doors, and wood-trim in a slightly deeper
shade. Dark green battleship linoleum covers
the floors.
With more spacious rooms, ample seating ca
pacity, books easily accessible to all, much im
proved lighting, quieter floors, and heavy traffic
directed away from the library entrances, it is
hoped that Saint Mary’s students and faculty
will derive much added pleasure and profit
from the use of the new Library.
H. A. B.
ii>a,iuL ivA-tu y s ociiool Library
Slight Inconveniences Met
By the Elder One
C ^D, Tenn.,
June 25, 1939.
Dere Maw,
Guess what! You will be surprised to know
that we are only four hundred miles from home.
Of course since we have been gone a week, four
hundred miles doesn’t seem so far, but could
we help it if the bus broke down ?
We were in the mountains right over the
state line when the motor just quit turning, so
of course we couldn’t go to a filling station, but
we all got out and saw that Queenie had
breathed her last. So we thought that we just
might as well stay right there. We then un
loaded all the suitcases and blanket rolls and
cots. The kitchen bus drove up just then and
the two cooks started cooking supper. We
didn’t mind very much that there wasn’t any
water. I guess it wouldn’t have cooled that
chili much anyway. So then we started setting
up the cots in the woods, and laying our blan
kets out nice. I would rather sleep in the
woods any night. The trees sort of make it
private like, and when you sleep in a field, you
always feel like the autos that pass are staring
at you. Well, anyway, just when we was get
ting ready to go to bed, it began to thunder
and lightning so hard we decided we had better
move though we didn’t know where to. Also
a wrecker had drug the bus off to the nearest
town. But anyway we grabbed all our bags
and blankets up. We still didn’t have any place
to go or any way to get there, but just as it was
beginning to really rain the wrecker man came
sliding up in his auto, and we piled in his car
and the scout car (a yellow Buick) and then
we splashed on to C d. When we got there,
we were taken to an auto garage with a room to
disjday Chevrolets out in front. So us girls un
buried our cots and put them up in the display
room. The Chevrolets were all locked, but I
guess they wouldn’t have been very comfort
able to sleep in anyhow. I don’t suppose the
boys got much sleep as they were back in the
garage part of the building. The mechanics
were talking and hammering on the bus back
there all night. Also the light was on. I guess
the boys didn’t mind much though. Us girls
slept very well. I woke up early with my feet
so numb that I had to massage them pretty
roughly, but I was pretty warm considering
that the foot end of my cot was hanging out
side in the alley. _ My blankets got a little wet
at that end, but if I sleep with the other end
at my head, I guess I won’t smell the mildew
much. _We turned on the light to dress. After
it got light, we looked out the display windows
and there were three mountaineers leaning
against the building on the other side of the
street. But as u.s girls say, after a week with
the caravan, one just hasn’t any modesty left.
T our loving daughter,
Erwin.
P.fe. My blankets fell into a puddle of oil,
but as us girls are always saying, when we get
home we will have to charter the City Laundry
for^ a week or buy a washing machine. Oil
isn t so bad. Yesterday a girl threw her cigar
ette stub^ into the blanket-roll pile and burnt
a great big hole elean through every one of her
mother s ^ blankets.^ But we are learning to
laugh things off instead of crying over spilt
milk.
(To be continued)