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]’aje:e Two THE HILLTOP, MARS HILL COLLEGE, MARS HILL, NORTH CAROLINA CThe HilUop "Plain Living and High Thinking' Published by the Students of Mars Hill College, Mars Hill, N. C. Entered a? second-class matter February 20. 1926, at the post office at Mars Hill, North Carolina, under the Act of March 3, 1879. Issued semi-monthly during the college year. Subscription Raie: Year, $1; Issue, 5c STAFF /ctin'g Editor -Charles R. Greene .issoc.a'.e Editor Poetry Editor S,'iorts Editor Faculty /Idvis Diddam and Daddam Teacher Passes tor — 1. i> ORMAN T. G. Wagstaff ...Emily Patrick Paul Meyers Falk S. Johnson reporters I. Norman Ellis George Blackwell T. C. Wasstaff Bob Daniel Anne Lewis Carl Compton Louise Wall Kent Brannock Frank Venters Vivian Crisp Paul Meyers Mary Ellington Johnny Farrar Imogene Brown Dorothy Lee Savage Miriam Critcher Louise Thomas Business Manager Alex Johnson Circulation Manager — Advertising Manager - Irvin Johnson Joe Harper Vol. XIV. February 3, 1940 No. 7 These Are The Letters- “Dear Folks; School O. K. Car fine. Cookies swell. Weather cold. Please rush allowance. Love—’’ The foregoing is no doubt the nation’s maddening Letter No. 1., composed weekly or fortnightly m several hundred colleges and preparatory schools. Such is the initial step in illiterate letter-writing; unchecked, we, the youth, are doomed to such blithe burbling for the rest of our days. However, we are not the only offenders. Our elders are respon sible for a kindred abomination which often runs as follows “ Uncle Ned’s lumbago the same. Have a new bridge and two crowns. Busi ness about as usual. Otherwise we are all well and hope you are the .srme.” It was Doctor Johnson who said, “A short letter to a distant friend is, in my opinion, an insult like that of a slight bow or a cursory salutation.” . . tr,- There is truly no mystery about effective letter-writing. First of all, although many people dread the writing of them, everyone likes to receive them. Second, when the correspondent takes pen In hand, he should think about what the receiver will enjoy reading about. Tl.ird, he should remember that the best style in letters is informal. Montaigne said of his letters: “Those that cost me the most trouble are the most worthless: when once they begin to drag, it is a sign that my heart is not in them—I usually begin without any plan: the first word begets the second.” The journal and the diary have gone out of fashion, for both required more leisure and application than the bedlam of modern life usually permits. But the purely personal letter, privileges and uncensored only in a free democracy, and genial, friendly and individual, will always bring pleasure both to those who are away and to those who stay at home.—W. J. C. Chester Swor- This week Mars Hill has enjoyed a peculiar treat. For one of t’-e most sensational and practical speakers that ever appeared on Mars Hill campus was Chester Swor. I said that we have enjoyed a treat; but sometimes this is not literally so, for so close to our hearts did his messages come, and so vividly did he point out our faults that the only enjoyment we derived from his messages came when wo did as he bade. A dramatic man is Chester Swor, not one who beats the air and practices gymnastics in the pulpit; but, I say, he is a dramatie man Look at his face as he appears on the platform, serious, ex pressive, a face that is the trade mark of a man inspired by God. When it comes to platform appearance and oratory, Mr. Swor is talior-made. His eyes, that sometimes flash and gleam, are dreamy eyes, though not sleepy, that seem to see the innermost soul of his audience and Christ himself. His voice, if I may be so feminine as to say it, is a sweet voice that soothes the heart. His style of speech attracts the audience, and his gestures and the magician-like way j^n which he handles the crooked, brown cane that follows him to the platform, are purely entertaining. , , . , .j Chester Swor knows the problems of youth today, and his lucid, heart-to-heart “chats” point the way to a Christian solution of every day problems. We had a prophet in our midst—a men sent from God. O Lord, give us more men like Chester Swor. C. R. G. Why Not Grade Your Grades? Have you ever classified yourself academically? The recent ex aminations determine to an extent each student’s attainment by con scientious study, consistent preparation, and faithfulness to duty during the last semester. Some will regard the marks they receive this semester as representative of the best that they have to offer in their school work, but to others these ratings will serve as a stim ulus to better preparation and higher attainment. On our campus there are many extra-curricular activities that appeal to the average student more than attending classes and study hours do; yet the fundamental purpose for attending college is to prepare ourselves for the affairs of life, which we face after gradua tion. Our grades are indicative of the progress that we are making. The principal solution offered to raise academic standards is to create a higher regard for good grades and a desire to be content with nothing but the best. The realization will come to each student that he has not been taking advantage of the opportunities made possible by his parents. It is never too late to take account of the past and redeem a formerly bad academic record.—T. N. E. By YOUR SNOOPERS Aw law! (quote “Bloody Duck”) here it is 1940 and poor ole’ Cu pid is still going strong, even af ter a particularly busy Christmas season. He inspired Bill Griffin to give the LoNely Stoker an ivory clock. Now just try and beat Bill’s time, D. R.! Leah Oglesby was Billed for a happy holiday, and to all appearances she really had one. Santa must have brought Mary Lib Jackson a new dose of personality. It’s triple time she’s doing now, “Buck,” “Proe,” and drummer man” Harper. Now take Paul Meyers—that trip home to Miami just warmed his heart to the right degree. He came back Howell-ing that there’s none like Wimpie.” Maudie Bloodgood found the Christmas weather a bit “Chile”—had you noticed? They say Bob Summey planned to stay at home during those days, but he couldn’t bear the su-Spence of waiting to see Jane again, so Fuquay Springs it was. Quite a few couples didn’t get together during the two weeks’ parole we fellow sufferers were granted. But did you get one of those ch-arming Christmas Cards signed, “Alex and Irma.” Yep— and what were Matt Summerlin’s cards doing coming from Mount Olive, N. C.? Any possible con nection with one Shelia Gulley? Rachel Davis found Early Christmas shopping most diffi cult, but she finally found the right gift. Anne Lewis says she doesn’t give a Don about anybody in particular, but Miller still has a yearning to Walk-’er around the circle. Johnny Farrar has more than Melba Cooper and a Yankee ac cent. By some queer twist he was seen coasting uphill in front of Ray’s Monday. You know—this ice isn’t all it’s cracked up to be! There’s a magic about the moon that Gordon just can’t get away from. Well, wonders Johnny Owen, why should he even try? Did you notice Flo King at the Beacon Mills game? She was dis appointed when Booger didn’t score and giggled when he was knocked down. So that’s love, huh? Wayne Blanton is patting him- ICoLLEGE Knowledge'^ I By ELAINE ENSCHO | We on-the-road-to-wisdom (in tellectual and otherwise) C-I’s have learned from bitter experi ence and some of us luckier ones by warning that: class cuts can really pile up; first impressions aren’t very dependable; a college vocabulary isn’t complete without full knowledge of the prominent three c’s—cobbing, cribbing, and crip-coursing; a wardrobe just isn’t chic without something that will pass as a pork-pie; that Mars Hill has Sing-Sing beat with it’s grape-vine system (attention, you gossips and kitty-kat tongues); an S. P. is simply a have-to; mod ern vogue calls for a certain per centage of “scatterbrain” and 'chatterbox”; dormitory life just wouldn’t be without our ol’ ladies; a budget isn’t such a bad plan after all; all pre-med students are allergic to entangling alli ances: and that C-II’s knew what they were talking about when they said that college is no coun try club for campus cut-ups. I Views from Abr MISS ETHEL GREGG self on the back. It seems that Wayne met a girl during the holi days and stayed in love with her for all of 36% hours. Endurance record, we call it. Ed is back in school, and it won’t be Long before he’ll be making the rounds again. There’s another Ed around too, and Mar tha Lee Grayson says he Gaines in poison-ality most every day. Looks like more snow; so may be indoors is best for all well- bred snoopers. But take it easy— hear, kids? If the year keeps up as it’s started it’ll be hopeless to try to keep all new develop ments reported. Which just goes to prove that what Mars Hill needs is an ultra-special course in campusology! ’Bye now—! S By GEORGE BLACKWHi Li Every Other Week (Continued from page 1) he became known as “senator-at- large” of the United States. Two weeks ago Borah died at the age of seventy-four. His body, in a gray casket, was carried from the halls he knew so well back to Idaho, from whence he had come to senate as a young man. Was Capable Although opponents of Borah’s policies accused him of being nar row, he probably possessed at his death the greatest intellect in the senate. His integrity was without question. Borah’s voice rang out on al most every important issue that came before the senate during his term of office. He won his toughest fight—his fight to keep the United States from joining the League of Nations. Well might the young man (or woman) who dreams of political prominence and someday expects to wear the toga of a statesman study the life of William E. Borah. Honest, firm, independent in thought and action, he lived a great life, and his tallest monu ment is carved in the memory of the American people. This issue it is our plea( have a letter from a boy ile land. He carries on corfp dence with another Marfe student, Kent Brannock. Wio that the young Scotchman is ly convinced of the might le British empire; yet he rerooi that Scotland is as impoie unit in the empire as Eiv He also brings in the f»f Queen Elizabeth is frois i land. The name of the youle, is Tom. The letter, dated Deceit follows: Dear Kent: I have not been ev^g though a great many in t j trict have. My school is otherwise we would hard! ] that there is a war on, things are going on just tt^ There is one big dlfferel y that is that there are n lights and shop windows gj darkened because of thtgi out. ar You were asking what I i of the Russian-German tl think that Germany has) £ big mistake, and I douMla pact will last very long. d and Russians will neveb We wait with pleasure t a showing of this supposedin ship. tl There is a spirit of optoo Britain because there is Sp who will win in the end, c it will be Britain and notjh who will do it, as we in 'ol play just as big a part issn as they do in England. J o are just as much a part o'c, as the English. ill The food here is still and plentiful as before et We have lost a few nafo (Continued on pag®®^ . - ■ -A Former Studefl'ti Is Now Aifie Onus It is mid-day in Canton: The teeming life is stilled; Nippon’s armies have passed through, Plundered, burned, and killed. Arthur Fox, Jr. Is G ing Work For Ai ei Position p Arthur Fox, Jr., form* at Mars Hill, has return' Dallas Aviation School ' Texas, to take the i* flight rating which will eligible for airline work He graduated from th* in 1936, taking a maste> . course, and since that tiD^ All is desolation; Chaos rules supreme. Farms are sacked and pillaged. Nothing’s left—save a dream. The sun sinks into nightfall Like a spot of blood. Tinting all the heavens In a colored flood. We are cultured creatures. Made by hand of God; He’s our camate mfister; He gave the earth we trod. been working for BraniLj and has been a flight , in Houston. , As the holder of a license with a blind fWj he will be eligible for' as an airline pilot. . After bis graduation _ Fork Union Military A Virginia, he enrolled at where he was active on( team. His long journey to study aviation was n*st by the fact that Dali® of its climatic and } advantages, occupies position for the aviati®*^" There are more govern* ^ ing bases in Texas t > the other states comb'®! , , , -A Miss Gregg Memorial ‘;y (Continued from teen years at Mars ^ Gregg was especially^‘I It’s our solemn duty As children of the Lord To cease this mad destruction. By word of pen or sword 1 —William James Clark, Jr. religious work, having A. councilor most of ^ was here. As a lealf ^ and personal friend deeply missed on tb* campus and leaves a cannot be filled.
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