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FACULTY ADVISORS
Mildred Hardin Ramon DeShazo
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„ ^ „ CONTRIBUTORS
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\ olume XVI.
Is Paradise Lost?
March 28, 1942.
Number 12.
Possible Hilltop
Officers
Even when snarling, low-browed cave men beat each other
to a bloody pulp before a grimacing, sadistic audience of
fellow brutes there was a right and wrong side to the question.
Une of the combatants was in the right; the other had an un
just and selfish cause for waging war upon his brother. That
IS the principle of conflict; that has always been the principle
of conflict.
Since Michael, the very symbol of the arm of righteousness
overthrew Satan on the golden battle field of heaven and the
fiend was cast to hell there has been conflict between right
and wrong. Hell has warred on heaven and heaven has held
a bulwark against every onslaught of past eyils. Here on earth
rnari is the instrument with which Satan battles at the citadel
of right, and the brother of man takes up the sword at the
cornmand of Michael to stop Satan's arm so that man might
continue to live in peace, might continue to increase in num
bers, and might carry his fellow mortals toward a more ac
ceptable state of civilization.
In every great war recorded for us we can point out the right
and wrong, the combatant influenced by evil and the com
batant defending mankind against evil. Every great war has
been a little more terrible, a little mere effective against the
citadel of right than the last one. Wars in the past have in
creased in fury each one over the previous conflict; they have
increased in barbarism as the art of warfare improved, and
each one has moved a little farther into the surrounding terri
tory, a little farther into the next country, until we have the
suprerne cltmax facing civilization today. All previous wars
have been excuses gathering the nations into two armec
camps; all previous wars have been stepping stones, have
beeri parallel lines of thought carrying the ideas and prejudices
ot ail our predecessors through all the past ages across the
years and dumping them into the respective fortresses facing
each other today.
This is the supreme conflict. That is rather hard to tmagine,
but look at the first World War and compare it to the uni
versality of this war and the inevitable move of the nations
remaining at peace. Today good faces evil in on impending
catastrophe. So far evil has won. But good has not yet struck
in full force. One of them must fall—they cannot live longer in
atmosphere existing over a world of weak mortals
Which shall fall? The least we can do is put in a blow for right
—I.F.W.
In Defense Of Politics
Tired of reading editorial sermons against campus politics?
No one has ever written for politics, though there are plenty of
rational people who see politics in a light wholly different
from the conventionally-expressed thumbs-down attitude. For
instance:
The existence of politics among democratic organizations is
as inevitable as night and day. What constitutes politics? Two
or more persons truly interested in securing the best-qualified
persons for a certain position discuss the merits of potential
candidates. Reaching some conclusion, they convey their con
victions to their associates, advising them that a particular
i function best in this or that position. This
a way of insuring the support of
a qualified candidate and is our inherent privilege. How else
can we proven the campus playboy from having heaped upon
assuming? Yet, it is politics. I challenge you to identify it
otherwise—and every person sincerely interested in anv^or
ganizotiori, whether he be sponsor, LeX Z t
significcmt layman, has indulged therein. m
Wou d ^ our saintly anti-politicians, with their campaigning
(in Itself inconsistent), deny us the constitutionally-guaranSed
privilege of organization in order that the students at elecUon
might be guided solely by the reasoning that since Johnnv
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Pohtms is what you make it-and some of it is made to stink
Though politics is necessOTy, the dog-eat-dog attitude is not.
I you are such a bom diplomatist that you cannot resist the
Russell Jordan has indicated
an interest in becoming either
editor-in-chief or managing edi
tor of the Hilltop next year. He
worked four years on the
Smithiield Hi Times, school
paper for Smithfield High
School and held a responsible
position on the staff each year.
He was class reporter his fresh
man and sophomore years. His
junior year he was advertising
manager and rose to the po
sition of editor his senior year.
His activity in extra-cur
ricular activities in high school
suggests a wide variety of in
terest and talents. He won sec
ond place in a county Ameri
can Legion oration contest; he
was a member of the dramatic
club, playing leading roles
during his junior and senior
years. Russell was also a mem
ber of the glee club for two
years. He was ambassador
in-chief of Raleigh division o:'
North Carolina Royal Am
bassadors, a Baptist organi
zation, and rose to the position
of plenipotentiary, the highest
possible position.
At Mars Hill "Russ" Jordan
is a first honor roll student and
a member of the French club,
the glee club, and the dra
matic club.
Wilburn Cranfill might hold
any position on the paper, since
he worked on Pine Whispers
at Reynolds high school, Win
ston-Salem, for four years. He
also worked on Black and Gold
and the Wake Forest college
year book. For one year he
was reporter for a mill paper,
Chatham Blonketeer. He
Ex Libris Montague
By James Dendy
North Carolina Poetry
the
worked as a printer in high
school and has since worked
seven years as a printer, thus
gaining valuable experience in
the field of developing a paper.
Raymond Dunn from New
Bern would make either a good
business manager or advertis
ing manager. He was business
inanager of the senior class in
high school and business man
ager of his high school annual
along with various other less
irnportant offices. Here at Mars
Hill he is a parliamentarian of
class and chairman of
the decoration committee of the
junior-senior banquet.
Richard Gaither Walser.
North Carolina Poetry,
anthology of verse written by
North Carolinians, is edited by
Richard Gaither Walser, a real
student and lover of poetry. Mr.
Walser is a member of the
faculty of East Carolina Teach
ers' College in Greenville,
North Carolina. The pleasing
manner in which he has com
piled this collection is appeal
ing to every lover of fine
poetry, especially to the North
Carolinian.
North Carolina is a state of
beauty and culture. Its poets
have struck notes which carry
with them the true picture of
our state. The subjects of these
poems vary, including cotton
mills, college students, the Blue
Ridge mountains, love, snow,
beauty, and patriotism. A brief
biographical sketch is given of
every poet whose works ap
pear in the volume
Some of the better-known
poets represented are Struth-
ers, Burt, Rebecca Cushman,
Olive Tilford Dargan, Thomas
Wolfe, Paul Green, John
Charles McNeill, and Elliott
Coleman.
One interesting poet includ
ed in the book is Edwin Bjork
man, who first came to our
state as literary editor of the
Asheville Times. Mr. Bjorkman
was born in Stockholm,
Sweden, made his home, in
Weaverville, North Carolina,
for some years, and has since
then lived in Asheville. He is
well known in this section of
the state. In Sweden and in
America. Mr. Bjorkman has
worked as clerk, actor, journal
ist, and poet. An attractive
poem by this writer, included
in the anthology is "Beauty one
the Beast."
She Snoops To Conq
"In the spring a young ?
fancy turns to
in-y lUiiiB [O ol ,
Spring affects young
in many different ways, '
as for Bobby Welch, she s
to have a good Plott forj'Lc
mantic novel. msi
Bobby Clodfelter has re,
bitten again, at least h%
only talk about a certain terr
subject. St
John "Hard-to-get" Rufe 1
has finally been hookenta,
none other than Anna Fr("xj-
Jinnette. Ah! 'tis spring, iSi h(
John?
^ We can all ask Warren^res
dick how Parris is i^bons
spring!
Marvis Hardin has beeibcre
having Tate-a-Tate talks Ihen
with a certain little Billy, resic
Bill Robertson has a mi "j
spring fever. All he can 'ju ,
sing, "Martha, Martha!" ante
Miss Church has
Walker lately between /.m
cmd the cleaners with am. ^
ta]
line palm beach suit.
■ uss:
5rer
There is an octopus in my
orchard.
Poking its blunt head hungrily
Out of the ground and sending
aloft
Eight sinuous lengths of snake
like arms.
But the head of each writhing
snake
Has turned into huge clusters
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march wind
By John Foster West
before the wind
TAru when it is howling.
When it rushes at you from behind
Like a mighty creature prowling?
Have you ever laughed at it and run?
I have—cmd reveled in the fun.
°
111 the wind came bursting by;
Then darting out, flee with the gale
Beneath the cloud-foamed sky?
Have you ever raced it, arms outspread?
i have—and rather flown than fled.
March is a lion, capricious, gay;
It paws through grass and trees
Yet not a mouse it wants for prey.
It merely means to tease
When leaping o'er a sky-tom lake
It bids you follow in its wake.
urge to campa^n, be a statesman rather than a throot-sliftino
or this hear,-breaker ^1i, S^eiS-.
It seems that spring^ ,
Gene Herrin all in a Ha/ ,,
It has been reported
there is a Poodle riJt®^
around Westmoreland
Deatonsville.
Gwen Philips is bui- ^
Walls around a cowbo'^°
Texas. Just ask Charlie!
fen
Kitty is free
Jones is blue
A woman's a two-facet
But Killian is true, ere
Jati
Was it the weather
mood or the movie that i^eu
Betty Rumley see BlossoJm-
the Dust twice in one
You're doing all right '
keep up the good work. ^
We can all sympathize^®™
James Amos who has ®
Somebody else is takinf^ti’-l
place" for his latest
song. of t.
Eleanor Clarke, you'd
not count your biddies ^
they HATCH, 'cause
'ave you been at" Fincip® '
Black Mountain is on the^^° '
again. POYi
There's nothing like *^^®,
patriotic, is there Claire?
about you. Wimpy?
There is always a pld^, ®®
a Davenport around Chf®^®
Rock, isn t there Lorraine' , ^
Some young men's
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VIEWS s
By Hatch Crenshav^ ^®
Mountains,
cold,
dim.
ever
standing.
one
We
witj
Prairies,
hot,
brown,
still,
forever
rolling.
er,
to
an
as
Oceans,
cool,
green,
smooth,
never,
stopping.
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