'''larch 16, 1951
The Belles ol' Saint Mary’s
Saint Sallies
the golden days of
iORE . . . Well, the week end is
now, and the only pastime for-
tflose select few who took several
pys is daydreaming. Just take a
ook around the campus, and those
Reamers will appear as if descend-
!?f clouds. . . . Emilie
««ms spent the other week end at
a® University of Virginia and just
!*appened not to come back empty
aaded. Need we say more? . _. .
dee Jones and her roomie, Marian
ajson, hit the “Hill” this past week
H and so did Apey Patterson.
dlly Hackney, Peggy Costner, and
’’aiices Williams were also among
a lucky ones, proving that once
Sain S.M.S. was well represented at
,>'iua. . . . Liz Whitley, Nell
Crofton, Mary Sue Strupe,
arohrie Robinson, Itsy Masierton,
‘U Ann Benton are still walking
Jauiul humming Home Sweet
“a>e, and why not, after such a
' e®aderful time ? , . . Barbara
Winter Carnival
I j,, u illiams must have been some-
1 ^ 'ag out of this world, and the same
.j"' Te applied to Franky Allen’s
end in New York. The only
'^advautage Franky found was that
(,'a isn’t qualified for the Toots Shor
''“eiety.
TEOOPS HAVE LAND-
(1 . West Eock has practically
(1 ap a welcoming committee for
uj® ^larine Corps. Heading the line
u gi'eeters are Beeps Buchanan,
I®’’!/ Dorsett, Helen Sanders, and
jf'jAttleion. . . . And if anyone is
iji'™lened of the Little Man at
j^at, Mary Dorsett has her own
j aial bodyguard. None other than
jl^Micenian!! . . . And speaking of
'D-vices, what is it that Caroline
’‘Mar lias up her sleeve? . . .
, ^AYS TO CATCH A MAN . . .
('I ask Alice May or Margaret
“How would you like to
that “Our Best” offers excellent pros
pects, especially concerning State
seniors. . . . And, of course, there’s
always Brucie Nelson who is able to
give extensive advice if it concerns
a ALL . . . Her assistant, Kitty
Melcher, is no dumb bumy either,
except that she has a question hang
ing over her head at the present
entitled “To Be or Not to Be. . . •
Thanks, Shakes, ole boy. . . .
PEEEING INTO THE CEYS-
TAL BALL . . . We see that Sue
Harrison will sponsor for the A/i^‘
at Eandolph-Macon this week-end.
. Laura Hays is looking forward
to a tres gai time at home, just relax
ing and resting. These research
papers can sho’ get one down. . . .
Pat Boesser is on pins and needles
thinking about the week end at the
EX house at Carolina. . . . Nell
Eley states that home can’t he beat,
so that’s where she’s heading. Won
der if it’s just to be with the family ?
Wilson is beckoning to Alice
Bost. ... In other words, mass de
sertion. . . .
CONFUSION, THY NAME IS
SAINT MAEY’S ... (to be rear
ranging poor Will) . . • Pool 1 at
Tankard! She just can’t keep her
men straight because she doesn’t get
this thing of names very easily.
This discrepancy resulted in two
dates, so why complain«...
A PLEA . . . (The commonplace
item with which we bring this col
umn to a close) . • • Saint Mary’s is
filled with girls who are stunning,
cultured, well-bred, and possessed of
scintillating personalities. You all
must realize this fact. So get_ busy
and do something with these virtues
so that this article can have, for
once, a section titled Flash .
(please do not make this action too
drastic; i.e., suicide, marriage, mur
der etc.). . . . Our motto remains
“Never Say Die.”
Hey Stranger, Don’t Run Away
We’ll All Be Lovely At Dawn
By 10:30 at night girls at Saint
Mary's begin to take on strange and
sometimes frightful appearances.
Perhaps those blessed creatures with
naturally curly hair should be de
clared as exceptions. Nevertheless,
they still have ways and means to
make themselves unlovely _ in the
obliging darkness of night in ordm’
to bring out their lovelier selves in
the revealing light of day.
Not even the gals with the per
manently curly tresses can escape
the perplexities resulting from hav
ing a skin. Some have dry skins.
Some have oily skins. But heaven
help the poor souls and their onlook
ers at nightfall who have blemishes.
The latter variety delight in splotch
ing themselves with a thick white
substance that lends a ghostly aj)-
pearance. Innocent bystanders have
to bo told that their knees needn’t
quake. After all, it’s really _ only
that nice, gentle Sue who is so
attractive during the daylight
hours. She’s merely trying to im
prove her attractive self by appear
ing atrocious at night.
Of course, the dry and oily va
rieties have their own peculiar
characteristics come nightfall, also.
The oily type will smell (no ])roxini-
ity necessary, either) as though they
have just come out of the operating
room. The inquisitive one is as
sured that the very sanitary odor
comes only from a drying lotion.
With an interest in seeing human
efforts put to the best use, the in
quisitive one advises the odor-car
rier to try a towel sometimes. The
adviser will no sooner become start
led by the glares of the advisee than
she will become even more startled
by a bright, shiny object atop a
walking body approaching her. At
closer range, she discovers that the
object is a recently well-greased
face. Probably she will wisely make
no remarks to this one and just stare
wonderingly.
Some girls use tons of bobby pins.
Others Tise a dozen or so holey socks.
Some dainty ones use ribbons. That
hair must bo curled. It’s most sur
prising, bnt really, come morning
there are some mighty good-lookin’
girls at Saint Mary’s. Equally sur
prising is the fact that_ they look
normal—in public, that is.
A man who saves for a rainy day
gets a lot of bad weather reports
from his relatives.
—Eaymoki) Duncan
The worst trouble with the future
is that it seems to get here quicker
than it used to.
—MEiuuT.n CniiA'OTE
Say, why are beauties praised and
honor’d most.
The wise man’s passion and the vain
man’s toast?”
—Pope.
If You Say School Is Always A Bore
You Don^t Live On Holt Third Floor
Take Anotker Look At Your
^Ootnmate, You Could Do Lots Worse.
one of the biggest feat-
i.. ^ a new college life is the sus-
Ihi:
iiso
oiie feels over her prospective
c,j •'‘aatc. “’Will 1 get a cute one,
ti "'"1 she be a drip?” That ques-
'di, through one’s mind peri-
through the summer months,
(if'*'® of us are lucky, but the rest
. . u’ell!
*'®ittniates may he classified into
groups. There are the sw'eet,
Uiings wdio smile continually
V “Yes, roomie,” to every
‘ They never utter an un-
?''’■"'ord or raise their voices above
tiv
^ _ Every trial is a mutual
, *^aee for both occupants of the
liole in the wall, ■ and life is
\ U roses. If there’s any
ty5''aint to be made against this
k" ®f roommate, it would be that
silj *®ol as if you’d like to slap that
S'lii off of her face and shout
ty* you really think for just one
Ti'
next type of roommate is the
Vlj'^^ifficient, unconcerned character
'Hakes herself quite comfortable
I'oom and has nothing to say
ik"'Hy or the other about any-
■ j She comes and goes when
T'eases and speaks only wdien
si)oken to. IVhat the human being
living in the other half of the room
says, thinks, or does is entirely up
to the human being living m the
other half of the room. Mliat can
one say about this type? Yell, noth
ing much, except that it certainly
would be nice to think that you
lived with somebody rather than
something.
The third class of roommate is
the Grouchy Gertie type. If you
try' to hel]) her, you’re wrong. _ It
vou ignore her, you’re a criminal.
If you chew your gum as if you
were enjoying it, you’re strongly
reprimanded. Life in your cell is
merely a ceaseless ordeal that you
pray will end soon.
But all roommates don’t fit into
these three types. There is one
more big classification, and this one
is best of all. What are these like?
'Well, look around you . . . yes, in
your very owui room. And no mat
ter what you see, always remeni^ber
that it could be worse. A on didn t
do so bad after all!!!
A thing that seems to improve the
longer you keep it is your temper. ■
Anon,
Have you ever been to that rendez-
■ vous that’s over Holt second fioor ?
Now' there’s a shanty with the cosmo
girls—Just knock on any door.
Or if you’re i)ressed for time always
and stay up in your cell.
Those hot dog girls. Ginger and
Anne, will visit at the nine-thirty
bell.
But just in case you miss the rest
I’ll give a gliiniise to yon
Of all the girls up on third Holt and
the crazy things they do.
Frances Allen, the editor of the
BELLES, is about to lose her hair.
That dye sho uses is mighty strong,
and I’d advise her to take care.
For Lou the ])hone from that boy of
hers is always on the ring.
And Alary Sutton gets i)lenty of calls
from boys dangling on her string.
Davidson easts a glow' on the faces
of a few'.
Alickio Shannon ])roudly wears a
pin, and Touia kinda wants one
too.
The boy far across the sea is the man
for Harriet Tew'.
Though the months are many, the
days are long, our little Harriet
is true.
Now' Sugar is a beauty queen and
the center of the PiKA boy’s
dreams.
And Eixey only said the w'ord and
Bill ringed her, it seems.
Laura Ghapman and Mazie run a
race to see who’s the ojiera singer,
Mac joins to make a trio like Martin
and Pons and Pinza.
Little Sonoko, the “mess” of the hall,
runs up and down all the day.
And Margaret Anno Sasser is always
the fourth when it’s bridge one
wants to jilay.
«
Barbara Di.xon’s the independent girl
who lives without fufure in mind.
And Ben better get w’ise ’cause that
Kitty Fisher is the cutest girl ho
can find.
JaiNelle likes to work on the switch
board at night and talk to the boys
w'ho call.
And Jean Gould studies hard on all
her work, never coming out in the
hall.
Carol Sledge comes the closest to be
ing the mostest of skin and bones
that we see.
And Ann Miles is the Alay Court
girl, as pretty as she can be.
King Eisley is a busy girl and studies
every hour.
She takes a break just once a day to
jump into the shower.
This is the end ; your author is tired
and wants to go to bed;
So good-bye for now, I hope you’ve
gotten tlie iieojile on third in your
head.
il'