Newspapers / Mars Hill University Student … / Feb. 9, 1963, edition 1 / Page 3
Part of Mars Hill University Student Newspaper / About this page
This page has errors
The date, title, or page description is wrong
This page has harmful content
This page contains sensitive or offensive material
Fel 1963 THE HILLTOP. MARS HILL COLLEGE. MARS HILL. N C. Page Three Wanted faat says the Dallas M' , ^ tion’s largest bus we had on cam- rivers for its 5,200 ■^^'^rdays ago of the ath the following a human he rs old, were rearedme grate- e now happily mar®^people do not 1 not given to worr ^ ° evolution. er if monkeys are not ly bases its emplo‘^ t by the National completely witless lese qualifications nvolved in traffic ftree-chmber ilus is available,” tf 'V . , . doubt such CaAdiCn t H n the nresident’s ^ 1 TT ‘Fa tvt +• would rush up as V f Nations and exclaim, “Did then, there probalt,,, jje would expect in college teachin- = insurance sales 5 InfluCnCO -—- 'dngers Kf-yjfr / was a dramatist lived by writing mlists So le 19th century Amer- ,. . ist Henry Cuyler Bun- tion of Hilltop fi^ith some degree of r and the transfer eiy no other single lan back to his b*, often quoted as this a Stmc: at mm answer not. I talent pleted the of alarm — campU'akespeare, who lived at leaS;o 1616. Writers name after his phrases — of the smallest '^'lulkner’s The Sound , the staff has labij;y, for instance, comes Heap of too much eih and W. Somerset rsonnel with whid Cakes and Ale comes I has come forth, th Night. Halyburton, a fodressions we use every in Florida, becoiHbly originated with ports and the neWs. There’s “The game Pat Miller off'“I have not slept one idvertising, a job ^mbeline), “Can one of the first semestfuch of a good thing?” ietta Atkins remail.ike it) and “In the d for a good prooif an eye” (The Mer- Df spare hours otenice), to name just a imaginative studei )age layout and thfelles even complained d also be welcome^ w we sit through good reporters Wte just to recognize the ernoons and some^ i^en Huneycutt witi- ornings could be out crowding it. » lists who are realiiAo rllLjL. do not have an o m iunity for some sat 5 & XO . See the advisor an equally intelligent such as, “No, of course just heard there was a scout on the campus looking for a human escalator.” There are even some unfeeling souls, upon hearing their friend has just attended his Aunt Mary’s funeral, who will sigh sympa thetically, “Oh, did she die?” Why, no. Aunt Mary thought it would be a change to have her funeral first and then die. She loves flowers. Then, too, there are some who can watch a poor sufferer drag out of a test, weep ing bitter tears, and making plans to pack, and still have the au dacity to speak the age-worn comfort, “Don’t worry. Bet you made a hundred.” What I say unto you, I say unto all, THINK! The very word seems to produce an ache in the cerebral cortex. Sometimes I wonder if it were our words which were numbered instead of the hairs on our head, would we then be more thrifty with them. Speaking of thrift tempts me to misquote the Scottish bard: O wad some Power the giftie gie us To hear oursels as ithers hear us! The Hilltop, Feb. 25, 1950 Jo Sloan J To Study By if: ntics Anf Latest in Dse “funny valenti>w/Q!r Music ird “line,” for exa^ ! in Webster's . that old standby' THE elated forms in B^' ; the most interes' these “funny val* at Mars Hill CoH/ sed almost exclusi' ing been exposed J irofs Jolley and b sing the sometiih^ delightful, someti^ weather, one is te Spastic.” is of general intef fellows, who get ig practically ev . and especially However, it als^ which sometimes though perhaps * MARS HILL SODA SHOPPE Where Ifs Fun To Eat Phone 2501 ■j- >i* >3* >*• >*• >*• >*■ >*• * t *■ t >*■ CODY’S DEPARTMENT STORE le “essence of thii’^ n the other days J ition of the faitb* and faculty get ' “put on” the otb Dse who need to an opportunity t’ game, Walt DisP® e and the Late —Wb"' For the Finest in Clothes and Merchandise . The Latest in Fashions Favorite Faculty Foibles Captured In Light-Hearted Drama in Words Now that we’ve all been here at least one semester and some of us seven or eight there is de veloping in our minds a common appreciation for some of the hab its and mannerisms of ourselves, our fellow students and especial ly our teachers. With this we now announce a new mystery thriller in three (murderous) acts, called “Impair Their Minds with Learning” — or better known as “Meet Your Faculty” (morning, noon and night)! (Surely, no one will take of fense at our spoof.) The Enthusiast: Dr. Outten (on the day after Christmas holidays): We’re go ing to have a little check-up this morning . . . take out six or eight packs of paper. Mr. Narron (after a brilliant five-minute discussion by his students): Umm . . . humm . . . Yes . . . that could be right . . . but . . . Mr. Kendall (just back from a convention): Such food . . . what good ham . .. such fried chicken . . . the speak ers were pretty good too . . . Dr. Pierce (shouting next day’s as signment out of a Moore Hall window to her legions of fleeing English students): . . . And take the next two books of Paradise Lost, read all the material on Ben Jonson, finish reading your classicals, start looking over the next volume of your textbook . . . and don’t forget now . . . we’ll have our test on the Puritan pe riod next time. . . . M.6. Blunkle, Mutterings of WANTED Beginning to think ahead con cerning a summer job? Here’s one that combines busi ness and pleasure. Fred J. Smith, manager of the North Carolina Baptist Assembly at Southport, wants Mars Hill students to ap ply for positions on his staff this summer. In a letter addressed to Dr. Pierce, advisor for the BSU, he said, “We need fine young men and women to serve on our staff, and I think the best place to find them is in our Baptist colleges. I will appreciate whatever you can do in helping us to get more of our young people to write me for an application blank.” DEAN'S LIST (from page one) Smith, Shirley Ann Sorrells, Mar sha Stafford, Carolyn Sue Thom as, Rachel Troutman, Rhonda Jane Watson, Carol Ann White and William Witt. I recall all too vividly the time I struggled through sopho more literature. Actually, I recall the three times I struggled through sopho more literature but I garnished a remarkable number of facts and through a benevolent heart I feel I am duty-bound to pass these pearls of wisdom on to my youthful constituents. I wasn’t too impressed with Beowulf. He was sort of a Norse Johnny Weissmuller, who wres tled sea monsters and spent most of his time in the local Mead Hall, juicing it up with the gang. In the 16th century the Black Plague destroyed most of Europe and everybody was too sick to write for a couple of centuries. Then they began to write things which made everybody else sick, like “Sir Gawain and the Green Knight,” so-called because he chewed chlorophyll tablets. Espe cially sick were scholars who had to decipher all that Anglo-Saxon mess and spread their London Fogs over mud-holes for their dates. This was the black period in history known as the Age of Chivalry. This thought still per sists in some backward parts of the world. Into this period romped King Arthur, who was sort of a me dieval John Wayne with a cause and a pair of iron levis. Also about this time Chaucer, in one of his gayer moments, whipped off “The Canterbury Tale s,” which included the Wife of Bath’s Tale, thereby originating the first old wives tale. Second semester my professor ushered the age of romanticism into his classroom and me into the Dean’s office where I sat out most of the semester. Here I was introduced to the philosopher Descartes whose cogito ergo sum (I think, therefore I messup), be came the keynote phrase of this period. I also remember Tennyson’s immortal “Crossing the Bar,” written after his wife caught him in the neighborhood beer shop sipping a flagon of ale with the gang. Later we studied Keat’s unforgettable “Ode to a Grecian Urn” written in memory of the waterboy of the 427 b.c. Aesop High Hockey team, who was killed when a cement water-urn fell on him from the top bleach er. And I always liked the Trojan War. It was such a nice war. I liked especially Rosetti’s “Troy Town” about the Trojan horse, wherewith the famed slogan, “Beware the Greeks bearing gifts,” or was it “Beware the gifts bearing Greeks?” Anyway Troy became known as the first one-horse town. Literature was pretty embar rassing to me. One day in class the professor regaled me with, “Do you like Kipling?” I prompt ly replied, “I really can’t say. I never kippled.” He was always embarrassing me like that. But I have always liked liter ature. Ever since I was four and ate half of my brother’s sopho more lit book. FOOD For -i 4 4* GIVE Your Picture as a I STUDY HOURS I t VALENTINE Or SNACKS VISIT V\TELLS GROCERY tLaurel pictures willt I be on sale in | I Montague Building % I today and all t t next week. ± I i IheWETT STUDIot 4- 4* The Specialist: Mr. Lee (closing Religion text book): That’s what Schultz says, but . . . Mr. Sams (drawing geo metric figure on board): Now class, as you can see, my figure isn’t so good . . . but perhaps it will serve our purpose. Dean Lee (to his economics class): We’ll have a test next class pe riod covering the last twelve chapters in particular. Had you rather have a discussion test you can’t possibly pass or an ob jective text which one or two of you might pass with a consider able amount of work? Mr. Wood (telling chemistry class the short est method of stepping from lec ture platform): . . . The particular class of phylum chordata con cerned is first motivated by grav ity and pressure to pass through space and H20 to the point of depression where by gravitation he is forced to descend through six inches of space until his pas sage is halted by a more concrete element—floor. And then . . . Miss Brewer (to patient): . . . Athlete’s foot? ... I have just the thing . . . Take two of these tablets every half hour. Fight the Battle: — With a Smile: Dr. Underwood (greeting sec ond semester history class): We’re still friends, aren’t we? Mr. Mac (in English class): Well, brethren, I’ll call the roll if the sky doesn’t fall. Everybody look under his hat and see if he’s there. —With a Growl: Coach Hart (tossing knitting needles aside): Oh, for pete’s sake. Goofy . . . let’s do something destructive. Mrs. Ruby Cox (to shorthand class): We will concentrate on the word husband. Be careful of your curves and note that prac tice gets better results. With a Twinkle: Miss Bing ham (to accounting class): You’d better learn this now . . . Mod ern corporations don’t furnish in telligent roommates or last year’s answers. —With a Yawn: Dean Lynch (attempting to create a psycho logical effect): You all think I’m crazy, don’t you? (No response). Pray: Daddy Blackwell (hand in coat pocket and wearing a “large contribution” smile): If ever there is a time when you need advice or want to get a load off your mind, the door to my office stands ajar. Your presence will be indeed gratifying. —And Pray More Selfishly, Too: Night Watchman (to myster ious figure on bell tower): Who’s there? (answer) . . . “Nobody.” Because? So the curtain closes on — Happy Valentine’s! — just because . . . but with a smile . . . just because. l|I General Shoe Repair ? If' t at I I ^ 1 MARS HILL I iSHOE SHOP t * i || Located Behind 2 Mors HiU Hardware %
Mars Hill University Student Newspaper
Standardized title groups preceding, succeeding, and alternate titles together.
Feb. 9, 1963, edition 1
3
Click "Submit" to request a review of this page. NCDHC staff will check .
0 / 75