Dear Editor, , i u
I read with interest the letter from “A Trustworthy Student who
was complaining about the glass doors on the bulletin board in the
student post office. The enclosure of the bulletin board does no^t say
that he/she or any other student is untrustworthy. The board had
to be enclosed because of the unwillingness of students to be concern
ed enough about acceptable behavior. The board still shows signs
of fire where students put matches to announceinents on the board.
Other signs of destructive acts are seen in the residence halls, Cham
bers Gym, etc., but there are no signs of student peer pressures on
the people who commit such acts of vandalism which cost each stu
dent many dollars every year. . ^ u
In the absence of community pressures against those who com
mit such actions the college must make attempts to protect the stu
dents from themselves by trying to avoid the opportunities tor van
dalism where possible. When students become disgusted enough at
the inconvenience which comes from telephone vandalism, the extra
cost that comes from repair of doors, walls, and other destruction,
and the bullying by students who keep the residence halls in an up
roar all night, we may expect some positive things to happen. It
won’t come through the policing of halls by RA s and RD s but by
students who are concerned enough to stand up and be counted.
When the students at Mars Hill College want a clean and comfortable
environment in which to live, they can have it by acting against those
who are the source of disruption and destruction in responsible
ways to curb their acts. . u t ,.4 i.
I am not particularly wanting to publish a letter in the Letter to
the Editor section of the paper, but I feel that the newspaper can do
much to influence the students toward becoming a more responsi
Dear Friend, ,
How are you? I just had to send you a note to tell you how
I love you and care for you. I saw you talking with your frien s
terday, and I waited all day hoping that you would want to tai^
me also. As evening drew near, I gave you a sunset to close your
and a cool breeze to rest you. i x n * i sti
I waited. You never did call on me. Oh yes, it hurts; But
love you, because I am your friend. , ^ x v, voii
I watched you fall asleep last night. How I longed to touch y jj
brow and comfort you. Instead I spilled moonlight upon
low and on your face. Again, I waited, wanting to rush to you so
we could talk. . } Isl'
I have so many gifts for you. This morning, you awakeneo ^
and you rushed about your work with no thoughts of me, ano
tears joined the rain. Today, you looked so sad so flone. I wa
to touch you and let you know that I was near, but I didnt, o
you didn’t ask. , unt:
It makes my heart ache to see you so sad. I understand
is like when your friends hurt you and let you down. My trends i
done that to me many times. I will love you no matter what, :
I understand. Oh, if you would only believe how much I love yo«
you would only stop long enough to listen to me when I speak .
I speak to you in the blue sky and in the green grass. I wni |
my love for you in the leaves on the trees. I breathe my love
scent of the flowers. I shout it to you in the mountain streams. ,
to you in the bird’s song. I clothe you with the warmth of the ^
shine, and I give you perfume to scent the air you breathe. MV ;
for you is deeper than the ocean and bigger than the .
want or need you could ever have. Oh, if only you knew hoW
I want to walk and talk with you. We could spend an eternity tog
in heaven. I do know how difficult it is living in your world •
really do know.
I want you to meet my Father. He can and will help you-
- - ’ Please come talk to me, any*
Father is like that, you know. ovxxxxx. xxxxxx —• --y j
I am your friend. I have so much to share with you. You are
choose me. It is your decision. I have chosen you, and 1 wiu
. . . Because “I love you.”
°*^^The^H^LLTOP, is looking for a sports writer, an advertisement
manlger, and xnore staff writers. If you are interested, please slip
a note under the office door and I will contact you.
" would bke to apologize for the lack of any sports news in th^_
issue I would also like to ask you to get involved in what in
tprpsts vou Each of the publication area managers this fall have no
ticed a Lk of student interest and this lack reflects in the produce
media. It is not too late. YOU are needed.
Sara LeFever, Editor
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I can’t eat, I can’t talk.
Been Drinkin’ mean jake, Lord
Now can’t walk.
Ain’t got nothing now to lose
Cause I’m a jake walkin’ papa
With the jake walk blues.
Recollection of this old blues song
recently came in a rather unusual way.
Walking through a wooded area near
my home one day, I came across a col
lection of empty vanilla flavoring bot-
Immediately my mind flashed back to
the various other liquor substitute
which were making the rounds during
my early years: bay rum, peppermint
extract, lemon and orange flavoring,
and a host of patent medicines with
high alcohol content, including the in
famous extract of Jamaica ginger.
Containing up to 70 per cent
hoi, “jake,” as it was often called,
was offered as a medication by drug
stores and other agents and was an es
pecially big seller in dry counties of the
South. . -xu
Usually it was “cut” or adultrated witti
such substances as molasses, pine res
ins, herbal extracts and the like. It was
usually found in two-ounce bottles
which sold for about thirty-five cents
Sometimes the purchaser took the
contents straight; at other times he
might use it to make a bowl of party
punch a little more interesting.
It was capable of bringing on a pretty
good buzz, often followed by a hang
over, but usually offered no more pro
blems than conventional alcoholic
Then at about the turn of the 30 s a
"cutting” solution for the jake
was introduced: a compound known as
TOCP (tri-ortho-cresyl phosphate).
Soluble and tasteless, it appeared to
serve its purpose well. Unfortunately,
however, it also affected the cells of the
spinal cord and often caused the user
to develop what was known as the jake
or “jake leg” paralysis.
If he recovered sufficiently to be
able to walk, it was with a high-stepping
gait somewhat akin to that of poho
victims. It became known as the jake
leg” or “jake walk and resulted from
the inflexibility of the user’s feet and
The paralysis claimed thousands of
victims, including heavy concentrations
in such Southern Appalachia states as
Kentucky and Tennessee.
Reaction was also widespread. Some
ministers claimed that the jake was
a punishment sent by God because
of the sins of mankind.
Quack doctors rushed forward with
various medications guaranteed to bring
cures or at least relief.
Folk healers offered mud packs and
Clinics especially designed to treat the
Jamaica Ginger Paralysis sprang up in
And folk musicians filled the
their blues, echoing the lamentati
I went to bed last night, feelin
fine, , g f
Two o’clock this morning, t*’
leg went down my spine.
I had the jake leg too,
I had the jake leg too.
Readers are invited to send i
terials to Folk-Ways and Eolk'hl^j
Box 376, Appalachian State Um
Boone, N.C. 28608.
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