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QUEENS BLUES
November 27, 1940
Thanksgiving
Has A Definite Meaning
Do You Catch It?
Thanksgiving. What does it mean to you?
Is it just a brief respite from the never-ending
cycle of every day life and all the classes, meet
ings, tests, and term papers? Or do you see the
youth in other countries who are not allowed
the privilege of working to improve their mind,
but are rather forced to work for the destruction
of all that is dear to us. Is your Thanksgiving
simply the day of a big dinner, a big game, and
a big time? Or do you also think of those who
have hardly a small dinner, and whose only game
is that of hiding from death from the sky? Are
you feeling sorry for yourself because you can’t
go home for the day? Just imagine how you
would feel if you had no home to which you
could go.
Yes, no doubt Thanksgiving is a breathing
spell, but as you change to a holiday schedule, take
a glance around you. Certainly with school,
home, loved ones, and peace in which to re
joice, Thanksgiving can not be meaningless to us.
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Perhaps you have noticed that the last two
pages of The Blues carry those everyday space
fillers generally known as advertisements? But
you have one more guess coming, for it isn’t the
paper that carries the ads, hut the ads that
carry the paper. If the paper is to live, it is
absolutely necessary that we support it by pat
ronizing the stores who advertise in it. We as
sure you that you may rely on all the firms
whose advertisements we carry. We hope that
we may rely on you to back us up.
Whein you have something to buy, go to a store
represented in your paper. Let them know you
are from Queens. Have your package sent out.
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Reporters
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You Mirror
Your College. Make
The Reflection Qear
“What are you to your school? What are
your personal aims as far as your school is
concerned? Are you willing to make sacrifices in
order that you may achieve these aims ?’’ These
questions were put to a representative group of
college students recently. The speaker was ad
dressing a group especially concerned with col
legiate publications. He was explaining the
place of the school paper in the work of the
school. The student newspaper is the only way
some peope have to know about the activities
and interests on the campus. It should be the
earnest endeavor, therefore, of every member of
the student body to see that their publication
represents their school in the best, most accurate
manner.
Likewise, you, as members of the student body
of Queens, are walking advertisements either for
or against your alma mater. People judge
your college by you. What do they see? Are
you willing to put out extra energy so that the
picture which they get of your college will be
a true, exact image? Won’t you do your part
in building a better-than-ever Queens by being
the best possible representative of your school?
Chapel Speakers
Deserve Our Quiet,
Courteous Attention
“Put Yourself In His Place’’ is the title of a
well-known novel; and if we would do just this,
we would acquire a more receptive attitude
toward the speakers on our chapel programs.
If you were the speaker, what woud you expect
of your audience—a cold indifference, a cynical
smile or a sympathetic hearing?
To be attentive is a gracious gesture and be
comes a college student who combines politeness
with kindness.
Our guest speakers are carefully selected and
invited to bring us timely and interesting phases
of the world’s affairs. In your homes you are
charming young hostesses; so in your college
and in your chapel this same courtesy should
be shown to your guests.
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Hear All And See All
Come Through The
Keyhole With Vs!
Have you noticed?
The gradual decline of the mighty
saddle shoe? . . . the increasing
popularity of ”Aunt Jemima’” ban
dannas, especially during rainy
weather? . . . the contempt with
which rubbers and galoshes are held
by this younger generation? . . .
how chapel programs are getting bet
ter and better? . . . the ever-busy
knitting needles of Clarina Bevis
and Margaret Brown? (Two young
men ought to be nice and warm
after Christmas) . . . the popularity
of the piano in Burwell? . . . the
delightful similarity of Cora and
Lucille Wayland? . . . Ann Maul
din’s “perfume bottle” bracelet from
Pinky? . . . how Louise Blue wrin
kles her nose when she laughs?
. . . that Lucille Blackburn, in spite
of the ravages of time, continues
to look very much like Deanna Dur
bin? . . . the V. P. 1. pins on Ollie
Meadows’ red blouse? . . . that ador
able grin of Margaret Hawkins?
- . . Mildred Cook and English
tweeds? Veddy, veddy becoming
. . . the diamond which Annette
Hicks is wearing? (It means Sep
tember and Alabama) . . . the slight
ly crooked and worn path leading
from ye olde Queens College direct
ly to the corner mall box? Did you
know that: Gloria Coppala talks
around a high F? Mighty melodi
ous, Coppy . . . There is a certain
notorious number of days left for
shopping this side of Christmas, and
they will be gone before you have a
chance to find out how many there
were in the first place? . . . the
Roosevelt-Willkie election is over?
. . . the silk ban, recently pledged
by our school, has certainly aroused
local interest? . . . Incidentally, it
looks like the honor system is more
potent than was expected? It has
been accepted whole-heartedly.
You really ought to: See the lus
cious pink walls of the Day Student
Building . . . hear Idrienne Levy’s
“Blue Danube” laugh. (What she
couldn’t do with some piano accom
paniment!) . . . get your sample
of Manicare, so generously sent to
the school by the Allcock Mfg. Co.
(It’s free, too!) . . . write your
letter to the President!!!
Queens Lookout
I resented her the moment I saw
her in my retreat. I was not sure
who she was. A stranger perhaps.
Her nut-brown hair, wind-blown,
partly covered her face. She was
standing alone, looking down at
something. Or maybe she was bow
ing her head while looking up at
God. I stumbled upon her because
I was getting nowhere fast with
my Thanksgiving meditation. My
mind was so preoccupied that I
saw her just before she turned her
startled gaze upon me. I almost
backed away from those clear, pen
etrating, questioning eyes which said,
“Why this intrusion?”. I was fas
cinated by the healthy glow of her
cheeks, so I began to apologize for
the interruption.
“I come to this place when I need
to get things clearly thought through.
I was trying to get a Thanksgiving
message from a story. I wanted it
to be fresh and alive. I thought
perhaps if I came here—”
I stopped at the change which
came over her face. The question
For Thanksgiving
1. Partakest thou sparingly of but
a sufficient quantity of victuals.
2. Be thankful that thou hast the
victuals to partake sparingly thereof.
8. Eatest thoh not in a gorging
manner.
4. If thou dost eateth in a gorging
manner, be thankful that thou hast
gorgingly to eat thereof.
(Translation from the King’s Eng-
■sh to Queens’ English: Be thankful.
Don’t eat too much.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!
as yet unasked changed to a look
of complete sympathy. A smile of
understanding lighted up her face.
She began to explain:
“I came here because I had been
coming here often during the last
few weeks. I came today for just
one thing—to express my gratitude.
You see, I had a long illness, and
the doctors gave me up. Even then
I was thankful to be alive. After
a long struggle I got better, and
now with good care I can keep my
health. I am thankful to be alive
and well, and I am thankful most
of all because I am going to a new
job tomorrow. I am thankful to find
a place of service in my world.”
“Stop! You have done it. I see
it perfectly now. In the story I
read a man had an incurable dis
ease. He followed the advice of a
great physician and was made well.
He went home thankful that he
could find a place in his new world.
And if you want to read the story,
you’ll find it in Luke 17:11-19. Many
thanks for helping me to see what
I was looking for.”
And I hurried back to my study
with a new idea, leaving the strang
er to her thanksgiving.
QampjuLL, QhoksL
Looky, looky, here comes Cookie,
or maybe more formally known as
Harriette Cooper Scoggin.
She first took a peep at this ole
world June 6, 1921, in Conway, South
Carolina, where she has lived ever
since.
Cookie rightly deserves to be called
a queen of Queens—not only for
her beauty, but .also for her leader
ship. She is now president of the
junior class and a Queens scholar.
Last year she was stunt night chair
man, and rat day chairman. Hen-
riette is also a valuable member of
Alpha Kappa Gamma, Kappa Del
ta Sorority, I. R. C., and the Honor
Council.
It’s a two-to-one bet that if one
talks to her for very long, the con
versation will include The Citadel or
Myrtle Beach—or more than likely
both. But when questioned about
“Tab,” so that this article would be
complete, she really blushed, an un
usual response for her. (And for
you who by some chance or other
don’t know of “Tab,” well, he is
Cookie’s One and Only!) She spends
her summers at Spivey’s Beach—
more fun, you know it! Maybe that
answers your question as how she
got such a beautiful tan.
Cookie’s likes are numerous—espe
cially lettuce and celery, in the way
of food. This would definitely not
be complete without adding that Jane
is tops with the Junior President.
Also, to make her happy, give her
Glen Miller with his good swing
music. Just deliver her from insin
cere people, and stockings—oh, and
then she does hate to get up in the
mornings.
Luck to you. Cookie.