Page Two. THE HILLTOP, MARS HILL COLLEGE", MARS HILL, NORTH CAROLINA. ^he Hilltop “Plain Living and High Thinking’ Published by the Students of Mars Hill College, Mars Hill, North Carolina. Entered as 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 Rate year $1.00 . Issue 5c Alpha To Omega MEMBER OF ASSOCIATED COLLEGIATE PRESS DISTRIBUTOR OF COLLEGIATE DIGEST THE HILLTOPPERS Enaging'^SLr'ZV.^^^^^^^ Wmi^R^Gab'bS Bruce Hudson FACULTY ADVISORS Mildred Hardin Ramon DeShazo Rachel Templeton Eleanor B. Church A . CONTRIBUTORS Audrey Mundorf Betty Lee Spainhour Rebecca Horton Lucille Cathey Nancy Dover Business Manager r . Volume XVI. December 13, 1941. Number 6. A Word Of Congratulation- Congratulations to the new C-I and C-II officers recently elected. We wish you the greatest success and offer our un divided support in every sincere endeavor you make. Any man receiving a position of honor and responsibility: by popular vote receives the trust and respect of the majority. That is democratic government, the only logical form of. govern ment. You officers have received such a vote of confidence, cmd the entire student body now recognize you as the ones for the position you now hold. Do your best, Who could do better than his best? Work, and if you need help ask for it. Everyone is eager to do his part in carrying out the work of his respective class; / Remember, wherever . you are, whatever you; do you have the support of the majority as long as you are right. Success to you and to the class yoii represent. Let us make this the best year ever. . • —J. F. W. A Backseat Driver- As personal aggrandizement, political hegemony (be it national, state, or campus), passing the buck, and lack of co operation ride "roadhoggedly" over our highways and by ways, there is an accompanying backseat driver to which we might well give a little of our attention; namely, truth, or as he might better be called, "a stand for the right on any matter." It is to be regretted that those who stand for justice, those who speak on the side of truth, those who defend and insist upon those higher qualities of character, those who would make a much-needed move to wipe out existing evils—in short, those champions of right, have their efforts chained and fettered by the overwhelming majority who are upholding the yellow banner of indifference, popularity, complacency, laissez-faire, and blind fellowship. Our impertinent backseat driver—truth—occasionally sits forward in his seat to offer a suggestion that might help the reckless, headstrong driver behind the wheel with the result that his feeble protestations and suggestions are immediately squelched. There remains nothing for our friend to do but to settle back in his dark corner and draw his "cloak of right ness" closely about him. However, little warmth and comfort can be realized from this "cloak of rightness," for the biting criticism, harsh remonstrances, and glowering looks of' the driver behind the wheel easily pierce this cloak and cause unbearable discomfort to the wearer. Prodded by his discomfort and a deeply-grained sense of right and justice, the backseat driver sits forward again and again, only to be rebuffed again and again. Will this unpardonable situation never be corrected? Will that minority who believe in truth, justice, decency, and right never have their chance behind the wheel? Must they always be backseat drivers? What are you doing to bring about this change? —D.R. By East A bird in the hand is worth twenty-five in the bush, the way some hunters shoot. Gossip is a gabby old wo man who no longer sees any thing in herself to attract her own attention. Love is like a rare perfume: the older it grows the more in toxicating it becomes. Laughter can be a stabbing blade or a balm to sooth a wound. If eyes are the mirror of the soul, some of them should cast dark reflections on others. A pilferer is only luckier than the rat who is not smart enough to escape the trap. One who continually tries to discover another doing wrong soon forgets that there is any one left who is good. Politics is like a snake: it sometimes swallows itself. Worry is like a million ter mites undermining the house you have so faithfully built. A clock watcher never makes the most use of his own main spring. Four times on the delinquent list can't be wrong. Comes the revolution—we'll all make A's. Why do people steal text books? Is it because they can't learn enough out of their own? —The emptiness of ignor ance in his face, and on his back the burden of eighteen hours. I had rather be a rich man's dog—-than be the cat it is dhasing. Public Speaking Instructor o' ^ ^ s^ 7 \ fi rr til PEPPER & SALT MR. J. B. HUFF This is to acknowledge the tireless work and continuous success of Mr. J. B. Huff and his public speaking class. As regularly as the school year arrives Mr. Huff's students win victory after victory in various forensic contests in the South east. Mr. Huff says: "A Mars Hill man just learns to stand upon his hind feet and speak." Ex Libris Montague Alumni Notes By Winfred Thompson An age-old question of' a limited few came up in The Carolinian of W.C.U.N.C. in a recent issue and little Chris Staton of last year "'brung it up." Sez Sweeney's Column of that paper: "Chris Staton, who is a junion transfer, is always being taken for a freshman. She wants to know how to keep from looking so innocent." When she was at Mars Hill we all wondered how she did it. And then there's Non's con tribution to one of the best col lege choirs in these parts. She is Helen Trentham, who left here after her graduation and went to Woman's College. There her voice was immedi ately drafted into the choir. Now she's the director of the community sing, "Music Under the Stars," held every Sunday evening. In order to become completely cosmopolitan in the way of singing, she dabbled in "opera," playing "Ludmilla" in the North Carolina Festival Opera, as W. C.'s only repre sentative. On December 14 (and this is where we scooped the Carolinian, because when this was written, the information had not been released at W. C.) Helen will sing the special solo of "Holy Night" as a re ward of singing merit in the Christmas program at Greens boro. Too, she is a member of the college choir of twenty- seven students. This is no mean honor, since the membership is limited to an extremely small percentage of the enrollment. All of whidh makes Helen eligible for our roll of outstand- (Continued on Page 4) By James Dendy The Keys of the Kingdom Our bones may moulder and become the earth of the fields but the spirit issues forth and lives on high in a condition of glorious brightness. God is the common father of all man kind.' Mollified, ' Sleeth looked at Father Chisholm- "Excellent. Didn't Saint Paul say that?' "'No.' The old man shook his head apologetically. 'It wds Confucius.' " And so,' even' at the grand old age of seventy. Father Chisholrn,' quick and witty as ever, still propagates with joy his theory that all religions are good and that there are many doors to' heaven which may be entered in many different ways. Father Chisholm once told his congregation that all atheists didn't go to hell. He said, I know one who didn't." He referred to his faithful friend. Dr. Tulloch, who so nobly died helping to fight the plague in China. Your reviewer has never read a novel which satisfied him quite so fully as Dr. A. J. (Continued on Page 4) By Williamson A golden autumn leaf Falling— One brief moment caught Between two eternities— Yesterday! Tomorrow! -^.F.W. The word time is perhap one of the most misunderstoo and misused words in ot language, next to love and lif In the words of Shelley, "On word is too oft profaned fc me to porfane it." We may firi of all be grateful to our po that his moral is implicit rathf than explicit. His words oi like the heavily loaded cars c a freight train; the outwar regularity does not change tb inward variety. The rich beauty of life enc lessly moving from past t future; one brief frame in ■ flashing film reeling throu^ (Continued on Page 4) (T MUSIC NOTES i Band: The college band gave if annual concert in the Mctf Hill high-school auditorium Ici! Tuesday, Dec.- 9. The had. tries to make this annual prC gram; as all its others, edi cotiondli-as-'well as entertaiif ing, by demonstrating each it strument.-and . showing: how ’ is played, for the benefit « the. students. , who othefwi^ would not be able to see th instruments at close range. The compositions plays' were: "Courtier" (miniatui symphonie poem), "Phantof Trumpeters," "American Pc trol," "Christmastide Overturs (a collection of popular Chri^ mas songs), "Selections fro the Messiah," "Sally Trob oone (a novelty tromboi^ smear), "Military Escort" (‘ (Continued on Page 3) SANTA GLAUS TO Dear Santa: Following the custom, we would like for you to drop us soib packages as you pass overhead with your reinded We ve been a bit naughty at times, but we hope that you cd " n us—so please don't forget us. wi* him wonts a model college to carry aroub Miss Biggers wants a new bell—the old one doesn't "brec( it Up quite fast enouqh to suit her. Mrs. Cowan and Miss Logan would like a dormitory of J tured and refined young ladies. The band desires a new march. Dean Carr would enjoy having a much shorter delinqud list next time. i Coach Roberts and Coach Cowan wish to have a champio* ship basketball team. , Archery Club would like a package of "surer aim." ‘ Mr. Trentham wants some new bulbs for his garden. Mr. Canup could use some more pencils. Miss Brewer wants everyone at Mors Hill to stay wf this winter. Mother Triplett and Mother Wells would like more cleO rooms. Miss_Logan adds a P. S. — I wont a "little yeller dog." The Hilltoppers would like to have a paper made up them, just once, without having to worry or work themselv^ To all the students and teachers of Mars Hill a very Meb Christmas and a Happy New Year. Fondly | The Staff-!