PAGE TWO THE DAILY TAR HEEL iJ, TUESDAY; NOVEMBER "8, 1943' This 'n That Tale Of Woe Might Not Make Job Easier Th official newspaper of the Publication Board of the University of North Carolina. ChaDel Hi LI. where it is issued dailv durine the regular sessions of ihe University by the Colonial I-'ress. Inc., except Mondays, examination and vacation periods, and the summer terms. Entered as second-class matter at the post office of Chapel Hill, Tt. C. under the act of March 3, 1879. Sub scription price: $8.00 per year. $3.00 per quarter. Member of The Associated Press. The Associated Press and AP features are exclusively entitled to the use for republication Of all newt and features published herein. Editor ... i .......... tICK JENRETTE Bu.TiTie Manayer ., C. B. MENDENHALL Managtnq Editor .. CHUCK HAUSER Sport ..Editor BILLY CARMICHAEL. 11X About Those Infirmary Ballots A "Bill to Abolish Infirmary Ballots" was passed by the Student Legislature in its Thursday night session after a heated discussion. In essence, it relieved the Elections Board of its responsibility of seeing that all students in the In firmary 'at the time of elections receive ballots. Under the new law, the Infirmary patients can exercise their right to vote only by obtaining an absentee ballot' "through the services of their friends." In other words, the Elections Board will no longer be charged with the responsibility of dis tributing ballots to the Infirmary, and the students therein may vote only by calling up a friend, getting him to obtain an absentee ballot from the Elections Board, having him give it to a nurse over at the Infirmary, having the nurse deliver the ballot to the patient, marking the ballot, and either re turning the ballot to the nurse to return to the friend or else tossing it out the window to the loyal friend below who then takes the ballot to the polls. Simple process, no? The idea behind the new ruling is one of causing the Infirmary staff and Elections Board less work, since the former "has little time to deliver ballots to each patient," and the latter "now has a task complex enough to consume all its energies and thoughts." Actually, if all the sick students de cide to vote both Infirmary staff and Elections Eoard would have a task about ten times as difficult as under the old law. Imagine the confusion which would result if dozens of "friends" besieged the Elec tions Board chairman on his busiest day of the year, all seeking absentee ballots for their ailing pals. And then the nurses conceivably could be driven half-mad with students requesting them to deliver ballots to their friends sick in bed upstairs. It could develop into a big mess if enough in terest were manifested in the campaign to arouse the In firmary patients into exercising their right to vote. Al Winn, champion of the bill and an experienced man in the matter of conducting elections, however, argues with reason that the aforementioned situation probably would never develop. He points out only about a third of the stu dents vote in the elections normally, and the percentage would be even smaller among Infirmary-confined students who already have enough worries on their hands. Winn and proponents of. the-bill also make an analogy to our national elections, in which various complicated regula tions tend to discourage absentee balloting. Certainly polling places are not set up in hospitals for the convenience of the patients. Both sides have their1 arguments, and the bill as passed certainly has its weaknesses. The main argument in its favor seemed to be that it was the best possible under thecircum stances, since changes in the election laws have to be made within 30 days of the elections, and Thursday night's session of the legislature was the last before that deadline. The Daily Tar Heel, however, goes on record as expressing its disfavor of the law because if anything it discourages the In firmary students from voting and, second ly, pre-supposes the vote will be light. : The bill also was worded rather peculiarly. A few of the 'whereas" statements 'alone should have been enough to defeat it. The bill states "nurses and doctors. . . have little time to deliver ballots to each patient," so "stu dents confined to the Infirmary, may through the services of their friends, procure absentee ballots." But "students are not allowed to visit students confined in the Infirmary." Clearly, then, all these friends can do is to deliver the ballots to a nurse or doctor, who ultimately must deliver the ballots because of the ruling prohibiting visitors to the pa tient. But the "nurses and doctors have little time" for this duty. Unless the bill pre-supposes a light vote, it defeats its own purpose of making less work for all concerned. A bill based on such supposition is fundamentally unsound. While Still Life in the United States . . by a Master Artist Big Vote Should Be Our Goal By Bill Buchan Sunday afternoon, I found a note on my room door from my friend Katie of Raleigh, Wilbur AmbersonV girl friend or I should say, his former girl friend. Anyway, Katie wrote me "Billyboy, rush it on up to Aggie's. I must needs have a talk with you." When a woman with a figure shape, or any thing else you want to call it like Katie, sends for me, brother I show up, and up to Aggie's I galloped. When I got there, she was sitting near the back in one cf those plush leather seats drinking a cup of coffee and giving five or six of the wait ers a glad eye. When she saw me coming, she waved ihem away with a "push on. kids, your sweetiepie's loverboy is here." This routine, of course, didn't surprise me, cause Kat ie had performed that act in my room last year and I knew that is was just a line. Besides, everytime I ever go near Raleigh, I hear more . about it. So I sit myself down opposite her and give her a roughtumble look. "What's up, blondie?" I . asked and with that, she breaks into a bucket full of tears. Now, I ain't used to seeing women cry unless they're cry ing over me (and I still ain't used to it) so I gives her an other square look and repeat my question, "What's up, frizzle top?" "Wilbur the bum has thrown me over. "She wailed, he's given me up. He told me to take a airplane to China and not to wait for' a slow boat." "Whats the matter with him?" I asked. "Last time I saw him, he was heading for . Raleigh, and you and he were going to Dook for their, tilt with the Deacons." "Yeah, we went to Durham all right, but I might as well have stayed in my bed. He didn't even so much as look at me. It's all that dammed room mate of mine at the house." Figuring that there was more coming, I didn't say anything, just kept listening. "That Mabel, she went and took him away from me. I was fool enough to take her along with us and that jerk Amber son hasn't seen me yet," she screamed. Now, Katie is a pretty ter rific little number. As I said, she's got a figure that, as far as I know, has never been equalled, she lives in a swell house in Raleigh, she's got terrific genuine blonde hair and she's got personality that ain't been used yet. So I was instantly curious as to the par ticular of this gal, Mabel. "What's so terrific about Mabel," I asked.' "Nothing. Not a dern thing. She's just got fiery red hair, a 38-inch bust that doesn't need a true-false test to prove it's existence, a pair of eyes that can slay any normal man, and a figure that makes every thing else look silly." "Wouldn't look silly to me," I replied. "That baby has got everything." . "She's got my Wilbur." Katie," I said, "I'll appoint the statement that only a small percentage of students vote in the elections probably will always hold true, each student my self a committee of one to government leader should have as his goal an increase in so and find Mabel and send the number of students voting. If this be our goal, we have no place on our books for laws which discourage voting and assume the vote always will be light. DREW PEARSON WASHINGTON Merry-go-round WASHINGTON It's easy to understand why the air admirals are boiling mad at unification. To some extent . you have , to... sympathize with them. . . What they can't-forget is that , for years the Navy's airmen! had to fight the battleship ad mirals and now, just as the air plane carrier has come into its own, they find themselves stymied by unification. The admirals who put up this, long running-fight with the old- fashinoned battleship admirals include such brilliant officers as Gerald Bogan, Arthur Radford, pairs or en route to battle after being repaired. The shipyards at Pearl Harbor were full. The West Coast yards were at capa city, and the East coast yards had to handle the overflow despite the extra time necessary to carry the limping .vessels through .the Panama Canal. Thus one Jap suicide plane could put a carrier out of com - mission for four to six months. The British, foreseeing this, equipped their carriers with armored decks. Toward the end of the war, new American car Tiers were also built with ar- L. T. Sprague and Jack Towers, jsaored decks. But it took a long Distributed by King Features Syndicate by arrangement with The Washington Star Dear Mom- Confessions Of A Rushee Dear Mom, I've often read how press gangs used to shanghai sailors to serve on sailing ships. I thought these days were over, but after going through frateri ity rush week here at' Carolina I'm not so sure. I dropped by the Mu Mu house on Monday. We fraternized a done justice to Monte Carlo. Each rushee was issued $5 in nickels, dimes, and quarters and was told to join in. I was afraid to play at first (I thought I'd just keep the money). But the other rushees seemed to be do ing okay, so I joined in. I played roulette .and bingo, shot crap, and fed the slot machines. Ev- while, making with the usual ery time I started to leave, a small talk, drinking sour punch, and machine stale cookies. That was okay. But, about 8:30 they brought in a hillbilly band, which had a piano, and pianist, too. They put the grand in front of the closet in which they'd put ' our coats and stuck the "musicians" around it. Then the rubes cut loose. I hadn't heard such a racket since the V-J night cele bration. I wanted to leave but it was raining, so I asked one of the brothers if I could get my coat. He stuck his face in my ear it was a damn tight fit, too and shouted that he couldn't hear me. Other fellows tried to leave, but they got the same run around. The music ended at 9:30, along with night's legal rush ing. We rushees were burned up. Earlier I'd noticed a long nosed guy with hat-over-eyes peeking in a window. A Mu told me that the character was an IFC checking up to see that the rushing was kept clean. Tuesday night I went to the Rho Psi house. After the usual hand-shaking routine, one of the Rhoers suggested that we look over the house. We followed the brothers down into a smoke filled basement room. I heard odd whirring and clinking noises as we entered the room. My brother grabbed me and either introduced me to other people . or plied me with food and drink. So I didn't get away till 10, but I didn't mind cause I cleared $4.65. Those fellows are okay. ; i The Nu Nu Psi frat was my ; target on Wednesday. I met everybody, saw the house, and then started to leave. The Nus couldn't find my coat, but sug gested that I wait back in the game room while they looked for it. I went to the room and 'found a 4 game in progress with chips a nickel apiece. Being of a sporting nature, I joined in. Other rushees who couldn't find their coats kept wandering in. Soon there were four games going strong. . A Nu Nu always dealt. And did he lose. We freshmen must have made three or four bucks apiece. The dealers ran out of chips about 11, so we quit. Everyone agreed that the Nu Nus are nice guys, but that they sure don't know how to play poker. The phone rang as we were going out. A Nu Nu brother answered and after talking a moment, started motioning fran tically to his brothers. His face a got green, his knees started knocking and buckling, so ano ther Nu grabbed the phone. I overheard him. . 'This, news is new to me," the Nu said. "I knew nothing about this nuisance. No, we house for a final visit. They got me out. About 9:20 one of the fellows opened a window to let out the smoke. I took advan tage of this opportunity to leap through the casement into the yard. The brothers followed me but my wind was better than theirs and I soon outdistanced them. Five minutes and over a mile later, I arrived at the Rho Psi place and told the fellows that I'd decided to go Rho. So now I'm ready to pick up my bid tomorrow. Rushing was great fun, but it sure was pe culiar in some ways. Your loving son, Filbert Emerson LETTERS TO THE EDITOR BEHALF OF BRITAIN Editor: A sense noblesse oblige re quires that I say something oh behalf of badly battered Britain. Comments in your paper have gone so far as to state that the country has nothing worth ex porting. Dash it all, old prune, as long as jolly old England can afford to export tasty mor sels like myself surely we look forward to expanding markets. We (us Limey blokes, that is) are content that our chief item of export shall not be dimin ished, and of course I refer to snobbishness. Critics may say we are neither falling in line with Russia or Armrica. Per haps we are troublesome cads, but to you sincere American friends, might I net beseech you to kindly allow us to play our loan hand? From your past experience, you can teach us how to be prosperous though broke, and I assure you that any suggestions I shall transmit to my dear old palsy-walsy, the Rt. Hon. Hector McNeil. (Remember the night, Hector, when you and I kidnapped a Cabinet Minister?) We refuse to realize that the Golden Sleep (translate Big Drink) is now over, but surely this aff acts you as much as us, for if we step out of the scene, what on earth is going to hap pen to your history? We were indeed loath to see the pound go kaput, for this caught us with us pence dawn, and this Wilbur back to you. Then I'll take over. "Katie threw a cup of cofiee on me (she has quite a temper), kicked me in the shins and screamed, "Oh no, you're not going near that woman. I've got to have a date for the Duke game, and I'm not going to lose you. Wilbur won't come back. You're sticking with me. and I'll just pretend you're him." I started to leave, and she tackled me right in the aisle, so I sat back down again. It looks like I have a date for the Duke game, but if anyone sees a red head, with the proportions I listed, how about looking me plates nearly dropped out when -haven't been bribing them either. I saw . an array of gambling . Come on around and see- for machines which would v have yourself." I Little groups of Nus began to must ever be a most ambarrass ing matter. Yes, we are such obstinate old fools, aren't we? In such terms does a child refer to its grandparents. Perhaps grand mother is of little use about the home, but she lends a grace, a charm, and a stabilizing influ ence that the children can never hope to simulate until they too become 'obstinate old fools.' Raoul C. Mitchell up so I can see her. I won't be able to leave Katie, though, cause she's gonna have me hand cuffed. Maybe you other gals had better do that .too. Some Snake! JACKSONVILLE, Fla. (JP) The diamondback rattler is good for something after all around $100 , each when the manufac turers get done with him. Here is the way one good-sized rattler is broken down, according to dealer lists: Canned meat, $2.50 for a five ounce can, retail; $24 (Florida Game and Fresh Water Fish Com mission says the delicacy is gain ing in popularity); leather from tanned, skin: $20; vertebra (for making souvenirs); $30; head bones, rattlers and .fangs: 1.75; anti-venom (made from the snake's venom) : $4 snake-oil for medicinal purposes: $6; and a more highly refined product used as a leather dressing: $12; gather after he hung up the phone and talk in anxious, ex- cited tones. Phrases like "we'll have to cover up" or "we'll have i tp put up drapes so they can't tse in," or "who could have ' ratted on us?" made me wonder. , I got real mad Thursday night at the Psi Eta house. I weathered the introduction routine and then heard a fac ulty member speak on the virtues of fraternity .life. Next I saw a dull picture on Psi Eta parlies. Some of us sneaked out on the porch back, during the movie, but water was pouring off the eaves, so we came back. While the film reels were be ing changed, I overheard two Psi Etes chuckling about how they'd called up other frats and had scared the daylights out of them by accusing them of dirty rushing. There wasn't any more rush ing until earlier tonight (Sun . day). I dropped by the Psi Ete Best 'Letter' Each week Chesterfield cigar ette's campus representatives are presenting a carton of Chesterfields to the student on campus who writes the best "Letter to the Editor" of the week to the Daily Tar Heel. The winner will be announced every Tuesday, and may drop by the DTH offices in Graham Memorial and pick up his car ton of cigarettes. The best letter last week, as judged by the Daily Tar Heel editorial staff, is the following, written jointly by seven stu dents. Just how they will divide the carton of Chesterfields is their problem. Congratulations! Ed. Editor: We, leaders of religious groups on this campus, believe that God does not have any favorites. We feel that His love does not recognize the distinction of race, nationality, or color, and that we, children of God, must recognize, our common human ity, Therefore, we feel that segregation because of race, na tionality, and color in all walks . of life is contrary to God's mo ral law. We agree with the statement in your editorial "Should Segre gation Go?" that traditions can not be ended overnight. It is our belief that the ending of segregation in graduate educa tion is the next step. This ap proach has proved constructive " in the Universities of Arkansas, Oklahoma, Maryland, and Ken-, tucky. That Negro students would be welcomed in our grad uate schools is indicated by the poll of graduate students pub lished in the Tar Heel in the Spring of 1948 showing that a large majority of these students were in favor of such a move. The moral responsibility for leadership in this matter rests "upon the students, faculty, ad ministration, and trustees of this university. Edlyn W. Freerks Samuel H. Magill John W. Toust Allan Milledge , Tom Donnelly Jay Joseph Joe Beasley now retired. Thirty years ago, just out of Annapolis, they went into the relatively new Naval aviation as fliers and worked up to the top. They were convinced that the future of the Navy lay in the air. They had the courage to believe this even at a time when most of the ad mirals swore that nothing could ever sink a battleship. During the recent campaign in the Pacific, Admiral Sprague ' had the experience of command ing Carrier Squadron 22 with several other higher ranking ad mirals taking orders from him. Because operating carriers in battle formation, with their network of protecting airplanes and destroyers, is such a skilled job, Sprague, a junior, was in command. When the squadron put into Pearl Harbor or any other base, the senior admirals, untrained in carrier battle for mation, then took over. With the war over and the battleship being laid up in mothballs, Naval aviation at long last appeared about to achieve full recognition. Where upon Congress passed the Uni fication Act, and with it, the chief air responsibility went to the Air Force. No wonder the air admirals are indignant! . The full story of the Navy's airplane carriers was one of the most heroic of the war, and the heroism was even greater be cause of a serious defect dis covered in the carriers after the Navy had built most of them. This defect like most of the Navy's trouble was due to faulty engineering and bad planning. Airplane-carrier de signers had failed to take into consideration the possibility time for the Navy to wake up to its ' mistake. Experience in the Pacific proved that carriers were at their peak effectiveness in mak ing surprise raids on the enemy. If carriers had to stap in one place, as at Okinawa", they suf fered unmercifully. But if they could sneak up on the Japanese mainland under cover of night, make their attack at dawn, and then retreat, their losses were much less. It was the Battle of Leyte, where carriers also played an important part, which convinc ed many Navy men that uni fication -was necessary. The command in the Battle of Leyte was divided as follows. General MacArthur command ed, not only the Army but the Western Fleet under Adm. Tom Kincaid. It was Kincaid's job to protect the landing of Mac Arthur's troops. The rest of the fleet was under Admiral Nimitz who had delegated the immedi ate command to Admiral Halsey. Halsey was supposed to keep Kincaid advised at all times of his movements, but not take orders from him During the course of the battle, Halsey ad vised Admiral Kincaid. that a squadron of Jap Vesels were coming toward the Philippines from the North, and at X-time he would break away from the major battle and give chase. When the appropriate time arrived, Admiral Halsey- picked up his fleet telephone and told his commanders that X-time had ' arrived and to carry out their orders, previously received. His part of the fleet thereupon sail ed off to the North. The battle ships went with him. that decks were vulnerable and However, Halsey's fleet tele that once the deck of a carrier phone did not have the range was torn up, no plane could to reach a part of his fleet. This take off. part, cosisting of smaller ves- The Japs, however, soon dis- sels, remained along the Philip covered this. The result wasi Pine coast virtually unprotected, that suicide Jap fighter planes It was suspected a few days dived . for the deck of carrier later that the Japanese attack after carrier with deadly casu- from the North was actually a ' alties. Entirely aside from the feint in order to draw Halsey' tragic loss of life, so many car-" away from the major part of riers were put out of commis- the Battle of Leyte; and after sion that they had to be sent ward, information captured from all the way through the Pana- Japanese admirals substantiat ma Canal to the Atlantic coastS ed this suspicion. for repairs. The West Coasts yards were too full. Undoubtedly it was this in- s cident that caused Halsey to At one time during the Battle tell the Richardson Board Jin of Okinawa, virtually all of the the late summer of 1945 that Navy's carriers were either en he favored Army-Navy Unif i route back to . the U.S. for re- cation I ACROSS 32 opera tru I. Note of a dove Singing t.iro 4. 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