The Belles of Saint Mary’s
October 3, 1941 
The Belles
OF SAINT MARY’S
Published every two weeks by the stu
dent body of Saint Mary’s School.
Editor ....
Exchange Editor
Faculty Adviser
Mary-Gene Kelly
Olivia Anne Smith
0. A. P. Moore
TEMPORARY STAFF
Allie Bell
Hannah Bell
Jane Kester Bell
Betty Lou Britt
Ann Castleman
Jane Cheshire
Carol Cobb
Mary Coons
Mildred Lee
Sally McKinley
Jean Lyon
Betty
Kathryn Norman
Ida Quintard
Sophia Redwood
Bunny Stribling
Sarah Tucker
Louise Taylor
Sara Wadsworth
Betty Willcox
Bren Woodall
Alice Yount
Lillian Bellamy
Bassett
1939 Member 1940
Plssocioted GDlle6iate Press
N. C. Collegiate Press Association
DO YOU
KNOW?
There is a hospital in Raleigh,
Saint Agnes Hospital, where new
babies come into a world that doesn’t
want them and can’t prepare for
them. Saint Agnes even has to fur
nish clothing for its babies to wear
to their poverty-stricken homes.
Yes, behind all the conspicuous
fineness of Raleigh there is one quiet
charity hospital for Hegroes which
is doing a work so fine and so big
that it made the girls from Saint
Mary’s who saw it Monday want to
roll up their sleeves and help relieve
a few of the needs of its workers.
Let us tell you a little of what we
saw on our tour of inspection. Of
course, like most girls, we wanted to
see the “new babies”; so the Super
intendent, Miss Ueider, conducted us
to the second floor of the dingy old
building.
A tiny, tiny baby lay in an out
moded incubator. It was not an en
closed steel incubator, but merely a
crib with a heating system under
neath. Blankets rose in a mound on
top of the baby, and a gauze cover
ing lay over the entire crib. He
weighs three pounds and is wrapped
in cotton. His parents probably
didn’t want the child, for many,
many children born here are not
wanted. How that he is here and
will need careful, expert care for
weeks, what are his immediate pros
pects? His mother had no money
for an elaborate layette. In fact,
the baby won’t have a single bit of
clothing of his own when he is ready
to leave the hospital.
lYliat does the hospital do in cases
like this ? Why, it furnishes cloth
ing for the child out of its own small
supply. That supply of baby clothes
depends on the generosity of women
and girls who make them in their
spare time.
Miss Feider will tell us more
about “her babies” at the Y. P. S. L.
meeting this Sunday night.
LETTERS TO THE EDITOR
[Editor’s Note; All Letters to the
Editor must be signed.]
September 29, 1941.
Dear Editor:
I’ve heard several girls say, and I
agree with them, that they didn’t
think it would be such a practical
idea to have our own “little store”
on campus, for we like to go off cam
pus once in a while. But why not
install one of those nickel Coca-Cola
machines? I have inquired about
this and found that the school would
get a grand profit of twenty-five
cents per case of cokes, which could
be used for the many things that we
need around here.
I have heard many girls say they
would like to have one, and I think
it would be wonderful if we could
work this out.
Betty Thompson.
P.S.—When the date room is com
pleted, it would be especially nice to
have the cooler in there. That would
also provide a place to sit while
drinking your coke; then the girls
wouldn’t carry the bottles all over
the school.
OUR BELLES
CAROL COBB
Home—Chapel Hill.
Age—18.
Hair and eyes—rolled up and green.
Ambition—to dissect an amoeba.
Pet hate—apple cores in waste bas
kets.
Spends spare time—waiting to see
Mr. Moore.
Is wild about—Dan.
Worst fault—wasting time.
Hobby—horse.
Always seen—smiling.
Favorite expression—Oh, dingle!
Favorite article of clothing—toeless
pumps.
Is looking forward to—next Satur
day night.
Odd likes—short blonds with straight
hair.
Bushels of smiles, pecks of even
temper, quarts of friendliness, pints
of thoughtfulness, a spoonful' of
spice, and just a dash of old-fash
ionedness—that’s Carol. The perky
bow in her short blond hair seems
to be all over the campus at the same
time, bending over a book, hurrying
to the library, leaning over a hand
of bridge, or dashing to see Mr.
Moore about the annual. But no
matter what she’s doing, she is never
too busy to smile and speak.
Carol is editor of the Stage Coach
and belongs to the Circle, Political
Science Club, Dramatic Club, Altar
Guild, and the Granddaughters’
Club.
MARY-GENE KELLY
Home—Ottawa, Kansas.
Age—19.
Hair and eyes—wet (when inter
viewed) and blue.
Ambition—to go down town three
times a week just once.
Pet hate—“Washing my hair and
sour apples.”
Spends spare time—sleeping.
Is wild about—sleeping.
Worst fault—being a keptomaniac.
Hobby—sleeping.
Always seen—sleeping.
F avorite expression—“I’m so
sleepy.”
Favorite article of clothing—pink
socks.
Is looking for—more time to sleep!
Odd likes—woolly bathrobes, ripe
olives.
“Buzz-buzz” went the hair drier
(yawn) as Mary-Gene (yawn) lazily
pushed it over her (yawn) very wet
hair which she hates (yawn) to
wash. Besides sleeping, which is
really her chief occupation. Miss
Kelly spends her energy in “borrow
ing” all the precious possessions of
her neighbors across the hall and
fighting everybody. xVfter expend
ing all of her energy, she goes back
to bed.
Mary-Gene is editor of The Belles,
president of the Circle, a member of
the Sigma Lambda Literary Society,
the Deutsche!’ Verein, and the Altar
Guild.
NEGRO CONTRALTO TO
PRESENT CONCERT
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her audiences so that they feel it
almost a sacrilege to applaud.
Toscanini’s remark about her is
famous: “What I have heard today
is not heard once in a hundred
years,” or as Jean Sihelius said to
her, “The roof of my house is too
low for you.”
Marian Anderson is a great singer
—and a great soul.
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KATHRYN (JONNY") NORMAN
Home—Raleigh, North Carolina.
Age—19.
Hair and eyes—brown.
Ambition—to win an argument with
Mr. Moore.
Pet hate—alarm clocks.
Spends spare time—writing to
Johnny.
Is wild about—wading (practically
anywhere).
Worst fault — PROCRASTINA
TION, late to Sunday School.
Hobby—collecting teddy bears.
Always seen—loping along with
glasses on top of head.
Favorite expression—Raucous!
Favorite article of clothing—“My
specs.”
Favorite piece of music—Wagner—
all of him.
Is looking for—“I’m not looking for
anything.”
Odd likes—revolving doors, going
barefooted, tomatoes—oh, lovely,
lovely tomatoes, and Japanese
chestnuts—American ones are no
good.
“Now, Norton,” to.serious Jonny
who has her glasses perched on top
of her head, “you must get the
THOUGHT behind the line.” Five
minutes later “Norton” bravely
faces the notorious English professor
who is gradually “warping her per
sonality.” Aside from the horrible
fact that she is always late to Sun
day School (which is next door),
“she makes our sad hearts jump with
joy, and when she’s near we just
can’t keep still a minute—Oh,
Jonny.” Jonny is the editor of the
Bulletin, president of the Dramatic
Club, a member of the Circle, and
the Sigma Lambda Literary Society.
To THE Readers :
If you ask an inhabitant of
what she thinks of the progress
the war, she will probably replf;
“Oh, somebody told me that Achilk®
comes in the nick of time, and
Greeks beat the Trojans.” But
spite of the high walls of education
that seem to excuse most of us fr®®
having a clearer recognition of tl*
struggle going on in distant Chin®)
Russia, the Near East, and in
Atlantic, that struggle concerns
deeply. Every shell that falls
Leningrad and every plane that f3**s
over France has its effect on ou’
lives. Perhaps we cannot feel lb
effect at this moment, and our sW|j
ies, our friends, football games, a®
club activities seem more importai* •
In the future, however, no inatta^
who is victorious, we will see a®
feel the results of the present coa
fliet.
It is only sensible to know what ^
going on and to be informed not o® J
of events but also of their
significance. It is only sensible
know something of the personally
in the news and the part they
in the scheme of things.
This column is limited in that
appears only twice a month, but ]
aim of And All That is to bi'i®°
before the student body of j
Mary’s topics of current interest a®
endeavor to present a little ha
ground and, in a small way.
iiitet'
pret the events of world-wide
tance. The columnist relies hea)' t
on the material published in van
newspapers, magazines and ntJi^|j
columns. The success of And ‘ ^
That is measured by the aid a
understanding it gives its reader®-
The Battle of tlie Caiolinas
IVar is raging in the CaroU®®^^
Fighting is going on in a IL”
square-mile territory covering
counties in the two states. Infa®
artillery, armored forces, and
corps units have been thrown^ i^j
combat. The Eighth Division’s
Army” moving up from the s®®
and the “Blue Army” of the 'hh^*^
eth and Ninth Divisions clas
a
ctu. aiiu J-Yiiitii -Can'
along a front in Chester and r ^
field Counties, South Carolina- j
communique states that the a
Army has advanced one and a
miles against the Blues. Both ®Lp,
report many prisoners and j.,
ment taken. This phase of the ^
tie is merely the prelude to
that will cover more territory
involve more equipment and ®Ug
By November, 400,000 to
troops will be engaged in the con ,jj
But happily for us, the w’ai'
be waged according to strict i
Civilian life will go on
as usual, and almost 600 Vgep
police have been brought in igjjts
order and prevent as many acci
as possible. There will be
I
, - .
the ruthless bombing of open
and strafing of farmers in the ^
that has characterized the Bn® P ^jj
war and especially the Ge
army’s tactics. qub®
The Battle of the Carolina®
First Army Corps maneuvers ® gjj.
!Major General Chas. F. Thonrp