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The Daily Tar Heel
Friday. December 12. 1952
"You Fellows Want One More Of Me?"
A. Z. F. Wood Jr.
The official student publication of the Publications Board of the University
of North Carolina, Chapel Hill, where it is published daily, except Monday,
examination and vacation periods, and during the official summer terms.
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Editor
Managing Editor
Business Manager
Sports Editor
WALT DEAR
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JIM SCHENCK
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Exchange Editor .Alice Chapman
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Ass't. Spts. Ed.
Adv. Mgr
Donald Hogg
Tom Peacock
Ned Beeker
Editorial Department Bev Baylor, Sue Burress, Nina Gray, Jane Carter,
Raff.
Joe
Advertising Staff Buzzy Shull. Buddy Harper, Eleanor Saunders, Judy Taylor,
Bozy Sugg, Nancy Ferryman.
News Staff Bob Slough. John Jamison, Punchy (Billy) Grimes, Louis Kraar,
Jerry Reece. Tom Parramore. Alice Chapman, Dixon Wallace, Tony Burke,
Jennie Lynn, Tish Rodman, Tom Neal Jr., Jane Carter. Sally Schindel. ,
Sports Staff Vardy Buckalevv, Paul Cheney.
Charlie Dunn.
Night Editor for this issue: Tom Peacock
Melvin Lang, Everett Parker,
And It Came To Pass
As final exams draw nearer, as gay decorations begin to
fill the store windows, as pines and firs blossom with bright
lights in churchyards and homes, and as news of holiday
plans arrive from home, many of us will turn again to that
familiar passage in the second chapter of Luke.
Many of us remember with nostalgic longing the times
we've heard and thrilled to the Christmas story, in words in
a family group, in pageants at Church, and in carols sung
from house to house.
Many of us, too, will wonder, perhaps, at certain parts of
the story. Many of us will seek the true meaning and signifi
cance of this story. Did Jesus come to bring "Glory to God
.in the highest, and on earth peace good will toward men?"
If so, what has happened to peace and good will? Or is this
story mis-translated.
We seem to be a long way from peace this Christmas. We
have observed Christmas in this country through the black
ness of two great wars and several years of a great depression,
and still we seek the spirit of Christmas; still we seek peace.
Some of us can look down at draft cards this Christmas
and wonder how long we have and what it all adds up to.
Some of us can remember friends and loved ones only in war
memorials or airmail letters. Some of us can remember the
poverty and despair seen in other lands.
Some of us will spend our time this Christmas in frag
ments of passages from Isaiah; some of us with Church doc
trine. All of us will do well to spend some of our time this
Christmas during the peace and leisure pondering over the
meaning of our personal philosophy, why do we do what we
do; our personal religion, our relationship to God or a higher
power; and our deeds and actions, our relationship with a
human and changing world.
As New Years is a time for new resolutions, perhaps the
weeks of Christmas should be a time for examination and
evaluation of what we as individuals, and, as a nation, have
done and where we stand now. "As I am, so is my nation. If
I am weak, my government will also be weak; if I am corrupt,
my government will also be corrupt." are good words to
consider. '
It might also be well to consider some of the words of our
new Secretary of State this Christmas. "The political leaders
of the so-called "democratic" nations, who depend on popular
choice, seldom try to develop moral power and a sacrificial
spirit until war is upon them and when the task is no longer
one of averting war but winning it. If this time we wait that
long we shall have waited too long. No one will be able to
'win' the next war."
Yes, Christmas wrappings and decorations are important;
passages in Isaiah and Church disciplines are important. But
how much more important would it be this Christmas to
develop, in the words of John Foster Dulles, "a faith with
spiritual appeal that translates itself into practices which,
in our modern, complex society, get rid of the osrdid, degrad
ing conditions of life in which the spirit cannot grow."
A happy and creative Christmas to all!
Fred Crawford
Let's Remember Polk
"Who is James K. Polk?" was a common question in 1844,
when the Democratic party nominated the first dark horse
candidate in presidential history. That generation of Ameri
cans soon got an answer, however, as Polk proved himself
the strongest man in the White House from the era of Jack
son to the turbulent days of Lincoln.
- "Who was James K. Polk?" is a question which few peo
ple around this campus can answer with any degree of ac
curacy, even though Polk heads the list of successful Uni
versity alumni. He is the forgotten man at Carolina; his
name appears on no building; there is no public marker in
honor of this great Tar Heel.
He was a native Carolinian whose parents moved to Ten
nessee when he was still a youth, yet he returned to Chapel
Hill for schooling, graduated with the highest honors in 1818.
v Only seven years later he was in the House of Repre
sentatives, where he served for 14 years. The last four of
these were spent in the Speaker's chair, which he left to
become governor of Tennessee.
He was the youngest man ever to become president in
1844, and his administration freed more continental territory
from foreign flags than the administration of any other presi
dent, save Jefferson's. In' 1847 he journeyed here to deliver
the commencement address, and demonstrated tjiat he had no
bitterness towards his state of birth, a Whig state which had
failed to support him for the office. It was during this visit
that he advocated placing a marble marker over the graves
of Dr. and Mrs. Joseph Caldwell, then poorly marked. (Cald
well was the first president of UNC). That monument stands
today on the North campus, but nowhere is there a marker
or reminder of Polk, except a small slab of cold marble in
Memorial Hall. Is this a suitable way to honor one of the
greatest son's of this 'university?
One hollow honor was bestowed upon Polk when the
Board of Trustees decreed that the stretch of grass between
South Building and the Library be known as "Polk Place."
They made no provisions to erect a marker, monument, or
statue on this lawn to signify its name, but merely published
a small notice and then promptly forgot the matter.
The trustees meet in February to handle University mat
ters, including the selection of names for new buildings. We
suggest that the name of James K. Polk be placed on the
list of possibilities.
Polk should not. only be on the list, but be placed at the
top. And in addition, the board should take definite steps
to erect an appropriate marker on Polk Place.
Curt Ratledge
A Shepherd Leading His Flock
"Don't you;know it's the Sab
bath, Mr. Pringle?" asked Z.T.
"I was just helping Mr.. O'
Leary get his car out of the
ditch," said Mr: Pringle looking
like the little boy who had been
caught with his hands in the
jam jar.
"Remember the Sabbath Day
to keep it holy," said Z.T. crisp
ly, "The earth was created in
six days; the Lord rested on the
seventh. We must do likewise,
Mr. Pringle."
Mr. Pringle scurried off trem
bling, and Z.T. walked on look
ing straight ahead. "Mr. Pringle
should read his Bible more care
fully," thought Z.T. with a
frown ...
"Mr. Flowers! May I see you
a moment?" sparks flew from
Z.T.'s eyes.
What is it, sir?" asked Mr.
Flowers apprehensively.
"What do you think you're
doing?"
"I was just talking to Bessie
about her husband; he's sick
and . . ."
"You were addressing her as
if she were a white woman, tMr.
Flowers. Kindly remember the
problem we have in keeping the
niggers in their place."
"The Bible says to love your
neighbor as yourself," ventured
the bold Mr. Flowers.
"The Bible says nothing about
the niggers, Mr. Flowers! If we
don't keep them in their place,
they'll soon want to marry our
daughters. Would you like that,
Mr. Flowers?"
"No," -said Mr. Flowers look
ing at the ground.
Z.T. walked on. He thought
Mr. Flowers would have .had
more sense ...
"Mr. Pepys!" said Z.T.
"Yes sir."
"What's the idea?" Z.T.'s lips
were tight and his voice was
shrill.
"I was just . talking to Mr.
Hirshberg about . . ."
"You were laughing and jok-
Pick Any Bowl
From now till January 1, 1953,
there will be much ado about
the coming bowl games. Various
systems and theories will be
expounded by the great proph
ets and seers of the sports world.
I've got a system, too, which I
will appropriately label the
"Wood System". My system is
more scientific than the others
who rely on hunches as well as
statistics. I shall not divulge the
secrets of my near infallible
system other than to say that
it is based partly on comparative
scores.
Let's see now Furman beat
West Virginia which beat Penn
State which beat Pitt which beat
Notre Dame which beat South
ern California ... I guess I'm
ready now.
Rose Bowl: Southern Cali
fornia 6, Wisconsin 4. (All points
scored on safeties by these de
fensive stalwarts)
Cotton Bowl: Texas 30, Tenn
essee 29. (10 field goals by
Texas Tennessee makes pro
digious goal line stands; Tenn
essee makes four T.D.s and four
extra points extra point for
breaking a Texan's neck.)
Sugar Bowl: Georgia Tech 186,
Mississippi 11. (If the score
seems high, you must remember
that Tech is noted for its razzle
dazzle offense.)
Orange Bowl: Alabama 1,
Syracuse 0. (Default: too many
sports writers predicted an Ala
bama victory; Syracuse didn't
see any sense in making the long
trip for nothing forgot about
the money, didn't they? )
Gater Bowl: Florida 16, Tulsa
15. (Florida cheer-leaders the
difference. Tulsan cheer-leaders
were too busy enjoying the
alcoholic amenities which their
own state does not afford.)
There exists the remote pos
sibility that one or two of my
prognostications may be in
error, either in whole or in part.
Do not dismiss the Wood System
as fallacious however, for the
greatest seer of them all, Drew
(rhymes with "skew") Pearson,
missed eight out of nine of
Eisenhower's cabinet.
Country Woods
Jim O'Connor-
Teaching Teachers
There is a very good reason
why a shortage of school teach
ers exists. To obtain a teaching
certificate it is necessary to take
four courses in the School of
Education. It's ridiculous that
people who aspire to teach have
to take some of these courses.
I have been listening to my
friend Frank, and others com
plain about their education
courses being asinine. I finally
asked Frank what was wrong.
He pointed to his book-shelf and
said, "Just pick out any educa
tion book and see for yourself."
I selected a book entitled "Psy
chology in Education" by a man
named Sorenson from the Uni
versity of Kentucky. It is used,
in Education 71, a course re
quired of every student graduat
ing fromhe Division of Teacher
Education.
I glanced through the book
and immediately found some
gems. "Girls acquire the body
that is characteristically woman
ly, and boys acquire the char
acteristics of a man!" That's an
example of the enlightening
statements in this book. How
many college students who have
the privilege of taking this
course would have known that?
Where else is such intriguing
information to be found? Pro
spective teachers would never
be able to tell the boys from the
girls in their classes had they
not read that statement.
"There is a wide range of
human intelligence." No! Who'd
have thought it? You can see
there -is much to be learned in
Education 71.
Now here's a little gem: "The
term growth refers to increase
by becoming larger and heav
ier." Very informative, isn't it?
The beauty and simplicity of
such discerning thoughts, found
throughout the book, is magnifi
cent. Obviously our would-be
teachers are getting a wonderful
insight into their profession.
The crowning statement is
this: "Teachers are no crazier
than other people." This can set
the prospective teacher's mind
at rest. How nice for him to
know this. Now they don't have
to fear winding up on Dix Hill
in Raleigh any more than others.
Is it any wonder that students
shy away from becoming teach
ers when they are required to
take courses like this? It's tor
ture to have to sit and listen to
garbage such as the above state
ments. It would be. funny if it
were not so tragic. I've met
many students on the campus
who started in the School of
Education and shifted because
they were required to take such
courses as Education 71.
If a man is going to teach, say
History, is he more able to teach
it by taking Education 71 rather
than by taking an extra history
(See TEACHERS', Page 7) .
ing with a Jew," said Z.T. "And
on the Sabbath."
"Mr. Hirshberg's a pretty good
fellow . . ." started Mr. Pepys,
his voice a bit unsteady.
"Don't you realize that the
Jews repudiated Christ, Mr.
Pepys? That they crucified him."
Z.T.'s face was dark.
"Yes sir," said Mr. Pepys
sadly.
Z.T. walked on. He felt wor
ried and a little tired. His job
was difficult keeping his flock
on the right path. Why were
men so stupid? Particularly
when it was all written down
in black and white. If men
would only read their Bible
more carefully and use a little
sense! Z.T. speculated on what
kind of a place this would be if
he were suddenly removed -as
leader of his flock. Shuddering
a bit at the thought, Z.T. pulled
his overcoat tighter and strode
briskly up the steps leading to
his house.
Dorman Cordell i
Stewpot
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They all "sat around the tables
drinking, complete with toasts
for each round. And they had
had enough rounds that they
had run out of toasts to propose.
Then one had a thought. "I
have it," he said.- "Let's have 'a
toast to sin!"
This met with everyone's ap
proval. "To sin," they cried!
But Jack, at one of the tables,
did not join the toast. This
caused a murmur of amazement.
"What? Aren't you joining in
our toast to sin, Jack?" asked
the one who had proposed it.
For Jack had always been with
them in everything through the
years.
"No, I shan't join," he replied.
And then he told them why.
"I have always believed in
knowing what one believes, and
the true essence of his belief.
Before I came to college I had
thought I would be against sin.
But I did not really know what
sin was.
"So, through my first three
years of college, I have drunk
deep of the cup, and I have
experienced sin in all of its
phases, from the greatest to the
least.
"Now I am experienced in the
ways of sin. And after all my
experiences with this part of
life called sin, I have decided I
was right in the beginning. I am
against sin, and I know what I
am against. Now I do not speak
as one who thinks he is against
sin. I am an opponent of sin
because I know what it is.
"This must be our cardinal
rule: If we are going to be a
gainst sin, we should know ex
actly what we are fighting."
And the toast was changed.
It became a toast to knowledge,
and Jack was acclaimed as the
wisest of all those who drank
that day. And rightly so. For he
was a senior.
And from that day forward,
a new attitude was born. For
all who indulged in sin were
looked upon with pride. Because
everyone knew it was only in
the interests of true knowledge.
And all, from the lowest to
the highest, proclaimed:
"How can one be against what
, , ttJs T Tir- 1- - for,.
Alice Chapman
Way Off Campus
As the last hours before finals
grow shorter and shorter, do you
find yourself in a panic? Do you
see latin verbs jumping over a
fence when you close your eyes?
Do you imagine your beloved
Professor John "Physics" Ener
gy gloating over his newest
quiz? Do you know what-happens
when you mix hydrogen,
the cost of living, and-Hamlet?
If you can answer yes to one
tenth of these - questions, relax,
you'll be a straight "A" student
by December 20.
If, however, you are absolute
ly abnormal and have no worries
(after all, exams don't really
begin until Saturday) , let's take
some time to check on the BF
(before finals) activities of stu
dents studying elsewhere in the
U. S.
This week, a rambling wreck
of Georgia Tech fame came out
in favor of no more true-false
problems, an end to multiple
choice horrors, and freedom
from discussion questions. No
quizzes for the engineers? The
Tech junior who proposed the
plan says that exams will take
the form of favored crossword
puzzles prepared by enthused
instructors. Anyone for ye olde
objective type?
Nine o'clock office manage
ment class was just too early for
one Michigan State coed. She
had noticeably flaked out over
her desk when the amused pro
fessor noticed. Writing "Rock-a-Bye
Baby" on the board he con
ducted the class in a loud rendi
tion of the lullaby. A more red
faced coed has never been sere
naded. The first love of a college
organization is a contest. Proof
has been garnered from the
exchange papers of the follow
ing institutes of higher learning.
The APO's at the University
of Maryland are sponsoring an
he has not experienced? Persons
in this category work only on
hearsay."
And the educators were happy
to the highest degree, because
true knowledge was finally be
coming the goal of all college
love of carousing and hell
raising. It was all for the cause
of knowledge, you know.
students instead of their former
Ugly Man contest to select the
most repulsive monster on the
campus.
Out in sunny California a
'Tenny-A-Vote" Santa Claus
contest is raging over the Uni
versity. Sophomore men at the Uni
versity of Oregon have put their
razors on the shelf until Decem
ber 16 when the superior beard
will be chosen.
Hillbillies at West Virginia
University competed to see if
they still upheld the mountain
eer tradition of being terriffic
sharp-shooters. At last word the
Turkey Shoot was underway
outside the city limits.
California's San Jose State is
awarded the blue ribbon for the
most unique contest. Several
weeks ago the. freshmen and
sophomores staged a giant mud
brawl behind the baseball dia
mond bleachers. The struggle
was to determine the superior
class but how could you tell?
As coaches chewed fingernails
and paced . floors wondering
whose team was to occupy the
Rose, the Orange, the Sugar
Bowls, Maryland knew who was
playing in their Powder Puff
bowl. The Kappa Delta and the
Kappa Kappa Gamma teams are
entering the bowl for the fourth
straight year. Says the KD
coach, "My boys I mean girls
are the roughest, toughest
bunch of football players ever
to set foot on a gridiron." Per
chance we could borrow these
Amazons as our J-V team next
season.
The Daily Tar Heel can be
thankful that its readers have
not yet submitted letters like
this one sent to the editor of the
Vermont University paper:
"To the Editor; I like your
newspaper. It is good. It is
sometimes funny. My roommate
lets me read it. I read it. I have
a dog. His name is Rusty. He
likes to read it. I have a cat.
Her name is Kitty. She reads it.
I am in the 1st grade. I am 69
years old. Mother says I'm crazy
and Mother is always right I
like your newspaper. I am crazy.
A friend."
However, your letters are
welcomed.
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