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PAGE TWO THE DAILY TAR HEEL SUNDAY, MAY 17, 1953 The official student publications of the Publica tions Board of the University of North Carolina, Chapel Hill, where it is published daily except Sat urday, Monday, examination and vacation periods, and during the official summer terms. Entered as second class matter at the post office in Chapel Hill, N. C, under the act of March 3, 1879. Subscription rates mailed $4 per year, $1.50 per quarter; deliver ed, $6 and $2.25 per quarter. - 'But, Winnie, There Were No Cartridges In It' Daisy -Norman Jarrard' Editor Managing Editor . Business Manager Sports Editor ROLFE NEXLL JOHN JAMISON JIM SCHENCK TOM PEACOCK News Ed. Asst. Sports Ed. Assoc Ed. Sub. Mgr. Circ. Mgr. Ass't. Sub. Mgr. Soc. Ed Adv. Mgr. Feature Ed. Exch. Ed. Bob Slough Vardy Buckalew rKina Gray ' Torn Witty Don Hogg Bill Venable Deenie Schoeppe Bob Wolfe Sally Schindel Alice Chapman NEWS STAFF Louis Kraar. Ken Sanford, Richard Creed, Joyce Adams, Jennie Lynn, J. D. Wright, Jess Nettles. - SPORTS STAFF John Hussey, Sherwood Smith. EDITORIAL STAFF A. Z. F Wood Jr. John Gib son, Dan Duke, Bill O'Sullivan, Ed Yoder, Ron Levin, Norman Jarrard. - PHOTOGRAPHERS 'Cornell Wright, Bill Stone street v ' Night Editor for this issue: Dorman Cordell Freedom To Search For Knowledge II (This is the second of a three-part series of guest editorials by Dr. Robert Maclver, Columbia University sociologist. Ed.) Some of the enemies of (academic) free rom say: "We are perfectly willing to let the teacher do his job. His job is to impart in formation we don't in the least want to in terfere with that. "What we object to is when the teacher throws his weight around and starts indoc trinating his students. That's not his busi ness. Byall means let him, give the students any knowledge he has, but let him keep to the facts and keep his valuations out of it. We don't pay him to teach values, especially values contrary to our own." This sounds plausible perhaps even reasonable. But let us see how it works out. Suppose, for example, you are a teacher of English literature. What would confining yourself to "the facts" mean? What sort of understanding would you convey of a play of Shakespeare or, say, Walt Whitman's poems if you confined yourself to "the facts"? Would it not deaden any incipient interest the stu dent might have, or at the least deaden his interest in. you, unless you did a bit of inter pretation? And if you do that, you are no longer giving "the facts". Or suppose you are economist and you're talking about inflation. Would you reel off changing index numbers and stop there, or would you analyze inflation as a pfoblem? If the latter, are you confining yourself to "the facts"? Are you even steering clear of "Values"? Or you are a sociologist, and you're dis cussing, say, a housing shortage in some part of the country. But why call it a shortage? A shortage is not a "fact" but a conclusion you believe to be borne out by the evidence. And why deal with it at all if you're eschewing values altogether? The facts are of interest because they have meaning for us. If you ex clude the meaning your teaching is dead. If you include it you cannot altogether exclude values. . 1 He who seeks knowledge is seeking the conections between things. He is not inter ested in mere detached items of information. He want to find out how things are related. His mere opinions do not count and he should ntt foist them on his students. .But he should be free to express any conclusions he reaches as a result of his study: in his own field, explaining how he reaches them. His conclusions may be faulty, but there ' is :,no other road to knowledge. Nor is there, any other way to education since the; teacher is out to train the student's mind, not to load his memory with undigestible "facts". , This, then, is the freedom the scholar needs, the freedom that is now, on the de fensive. Why is it - important? Why does it matter much to anyone but the scholar? Why should the people, too, be concerned if this freedom is threatened or abridged?.; ; - ; (To be concluded next Sunday. . Edmund Wilson is having a good year. Not too long ago he published a volume of critical essays, Classics and Commercials, which was followed by a similar book, The Shores of Light. An early Anchor Book reprint will be his To the Finland Station. (Most non-specialists probably remem ber him best for his Memoirs of Hecate County, a collection of short stories which was banned because one of the stories de scribed the actions of making love in an inoffensive manner it seemed to me in realistic de tail.) The book in hand, however, is a reprint of Wilson's I Thought of Daisy (Ballantine and Farrar, Straus, $.35 & 1.50; 216 pp.), which was first published in 1929. It well deserves a revival. It is a novel about the Twenties and the . people who lived those years and made them some of the most interesting in our his tory. What astonishes me as Noah Webster would say is that Wil son was so well able to under stand what was happening while he was still in the middle of ev erything himself. The sympathe tically satiric tone of the story probably shows that the author felt that he too had gone through the same phases that he runs his characters through. Wilson says that he thought of writing a sequel to Daisy, but, "by the time you have finished this book, if you do ,you will no doubt have had enough of Daisy." However, I think most people will like Daisy as much as I did. I enjoyed her naturalness and her wisecracks. One place that I found amus ing occurs when the narrator had just found out that the man Dai sy was living with was not mar ried to her. Daisy commented realistically,'' It was a lucky thing, too; if I'd married urn, it would have been harder to leavum." There are a lot of passages I would like to quote. There is Wilson's frank forward in which he tells what he was trying to do and what he failed to do. I let this suffice for quotes from the story: "I thought of Daisy under her different aspects ,as she had seemed to me at different times and I remembered the liter ary productions which at one time or another she had inspired all so different from my pre sent vision of her, from our pre sent reality: first, the night that I had met her at Ray Coleman's, the cool Gallic short story I had imagined, with its humanitarian irony then, the night that we had gone to the movies, the ro mantic apostrophe of the sonnet then, when I had visited Pete and Daisy in the country, the savage moralistic satire which the letter I had received from Rita and the spectacle of Gros beake's equanimity had prevent ed me from writing. I had, in fact, rejected all these projects as I had outgrown those phases of myself of which my successive conceptions of Daisy had been merely the reflections in another. "And now I felt that I should be content if I could only make some sketches of Daisy, as I re membered her at different times and places if I could only hit off, in prose, her attitudes, her gestures, he rexpressions, the in tonations of her voice preserve 'ff ' ' The Eye Of The Horse Judgment Over Daniel John Taylor It was indeed a pleasant relief to observe that at the close of "Judgment Over Daniel," the Playmakers' final full-length ex perimental production . of the year, the stage was not littered with corpse as it had been at the end of the two preceding works. For although Frank Grose close's play is a serious domestic drama, it thankfully lacked the melodramatic mass murders with which "The Pink Circus" and 'Ballad for Jeannie" had been climaxed. ' The Daniel of the title is a supposed drunkard yhether he actually is or not is left vague. Consequently, he is the source of much worry on the part of the other members of his family, which include his father and mother, his wife, his brother and his brother's wife. His mother, a religious soul, holds a family prayer meeting to decide what to do with him. In the meantime Daniel and Agatha, his wife, have a discussion in a barn on ap proximately the same subject and later appear at the meeting, which climaxes in the realiza tion of the family that he is not the weak individual they had be lieved him to be. The simplicity and the deft and moving scharacterizations of the play make it extremely ef fective in places and ranks it as one of the better experimental productions. However there are some aspects of it that should be altered and some that should them so they should not vanish, as Degas had done for his danc ers dreamed a whole series of Daisy ..." be made clearer. Number one on the list of grievances is the religious ele ment, which seemed out of place and added little or nothing to the play. The simple fact that it is there at all and is frequent ly stressed, particularly in the long prayer meeting scene, shifts attention to a subject, which in this play should be, at most, sec ondary. If the mother were the principal character, the scene would then take on meaning, but as the play now stands, it is simply disturbing. Also causing some consterna tion to this playgoer was the de vice of having the important scene between Daniel and Agatha, one of the most moving ones of the play, occur in the barn. When with very little alter ation, it could occur more simply and with no loss of effect in the living room set in which the rest of the play takes place. Other complaints registered here are the vagueness of the anguish over Agatha's pregnan cy, the tremendous length of the scene occurring towards the be ginning of the play between Rob ert, the other son, and his wife Nancy, most of which could be cut to keep the showf rom slow ing down, and the lack of a cen ter of focal interest among the characters. , If these criticisms seem un necessarily severe, it is only be cause "Judgment Over Daniel" is generally an excellent play from a talented young play wright. Groseclose has shown a good insight into character and a fine knowledge of what is good : theatre in many dramatically ef fective scenes and speeches. He bears watching, for what he needs now is development as a writer; then active ability is there. John Miller's direction iept what might have been a slightly talky play moving to the point of theatrical excitement in many moments. He had a fine cast with which to work. The stars of the coming evening were Neta Whit ty and Bill Trotman. In the role of Agatha Miss Whitty showed the woman's mental conflict with every vocal inflection, movement, and facial expression and gave a well-integrated and thoroughly effective perform ance. Trotman was equally good in his warm and human portray al of the inwardly strong and understanding father. Lillian Prince was quite con vincing as Mother Graham, the strong-willed but mistaken ma triarch of the family, and Betty Vickery as Nancy, although over ly emotional in parts of her long scene with her husband, turned in anatural and winning job as Nancy. The same cannot be said for Charles Hadley, who, as Robert, was properly stuffy, but lacked the compassion to give the char acter more than one dimension. In the pivotal role of Daniel Mil ton Beyer gave a competnent per formance, but lacked the fire to project across the footlights the inner torment of the man. "Judgment Over Daniel" is a moving evening n "the theatre. Its improvement should be in its moving evening in the theatre, over the characters, rather than simply to general interest. Off Campus Never Say Die Sloppy weather has caused the cancellation of many outdoor activities everywhere. At Brown the sport problem is being partially solved by having indoor turtle races to entertain the sport enthusi asts. Buck Up y When pre-dirtied white bucks went on sale- re cently at Harvard, the novelty received a good deal of publicity. We note just a touch of jealousy in the Cornell Sun, which advertised them in the Fall. The Sun titled the Harvard idea "beastly clever." All that fuss over a little grime. SSTlrj-AmTj I I SHE.CKS,NO-'r; TH AT SETTLES 1 I CH I LE TT -THA R1 Ti QH VS' ABMER'SOWKI DEAR ) ? K 1V A WHUT'DA XV!T AH IS GO IN' ONLVONE- t-Ey. V CxX TCHETORN,' KT VSl W DEAPB0VBE)0UTA MAM MIND, WAV FO' VO'TOGIT JS M7y RAWNUDlff-) V W DOIM'IMA THIN KIN 'ABOUT BACK TO LI VIM' A MJSW SO' VO'D hov7h?S U" DRESS? THASSYi.-r- NORMAL UFE-BUT5inW FACE? ANVWHAF. J ?Lk . ASAL,EF"Y7 AH -sHc.'-HATES f ER Roger Will Coe r'The horse sees imperfectly, magnifying some things, minimizing other, . . . " Hipporotis; circa 500 BThe Horse is nobody to have reading over your shoulder; his eyes are so large they click like billard balls when he blinks them, and he doesn't merely breath on your neck, but stormily down it. So when he disappeared I sighed my relief and went on with my perusal of the Korean War news; and then returned to read more-of the reception given . North Carolina's first returned POW from the Chinese Reds. Then the very feather of a wisp of a breeze told me The Horse was back. I tried to ignore him. 'Tor the love of Mike," he chittered inelegantly. I declined the gambit. x "Loud, sing cuckoo- Alas and welladay! I conceded I was checkmated. So? "I've been to Korea, and to Jacksonville, N. C." I knew somewhere else he could go. "We are hoist by our own mortar," he gloomed. Petard was the word, not mortar. "A mortar is a modern petard," The Horse ex plained. "Zounds, you churl, you should bring your self up to date. I shall assist in this if you will but listen. Mark Clark's offer of a hundred-thousand dollars for a nice new shiny MIG is old hat, and we are in danger of losing the war anon. By the way, 'anon' means 'immediately, and not 'soon.'" If there is anything I hate more than an ignorant horse, it is an educated horse. Him and his English 3! "Have it my way," The Horse agreed pleasantly. "But have you considered what may happen if these Homecoming Jacksonville-Pots get any bigger? It's swell this GI got home, but well, first they make a Full General salute him and speak to him, see?" .How did he know the General was full? "Then," The Horse went on chitteringly, "they give him a gold key to the city, hockable at maybe Five; a letter from the Governor; a parade, complete with band; money; luggage; a watch. You know what I think? I think it is a Communist-inspired plot, and Joe McCarthy should booby-trap the area with his little red mousetraps, that's what I think." I recognized this as The Horse's normal cerebra tions. "All right," he surprised me by agreeing, "but just picture yourself hiding in a foxhole, and won dering what the boys in Danziger's Back Room were doing as if you didn't know and how a good juicy steak tasted, and things like that, and wishing your rotation would hurry up and kindly to rotate. And suddenly you snap your hooves " I didn't have any hooves, thank you. "You will have -if you don't stop interrupting," The Horse warned. "And suddenly you snap your hooves and say, 'Why didn't I think of this before?' The very next Chinese patrol you meet, you're on your way homt." The way I saw it, the returned GI should be given a Congressional Medal after he got through shaking hands with the Chamber of Commerce, having the Legion fire a volley over his head, and having to listen to all that speech-making. I'm going to see an oculist, because The Horse agreed with me, and The Horse has imperfect vision. "I guess you're right," he chittered. "But how else are all these Home Guards going to compensate the GI's service? Hey, I got it- Get all this stuff together for them they certainly enjoy it quietly! Don't even say who it is from." , See what I mean about The Horse's vision? CPU Roundfable Bob Pace Tonight at 8 the Carolina Political Union is dis cussing the problem of religious tolerance and the preservation of American freedom. This should be a lively discussion. It seems that many Protestants (and especially the Baptists) have great fear that Catholicism is unAmerican. We must have separation of church and state they insist, and proceed to send representatives to Washington to do the very thing "those Catholics" are accused of doing: And what do we mean by the word Catholic? usual y it is Roman Catholic; for there are other Catholics, namely Orthodox and Episcopalians. Then what do we mean by tolerance? For the Catholic christian there is a difference between tolerance and chanty. Charity is a christian virtue. We love all persons regardless of race or creed because God wl?em di6d f0r their and our) redemption, in J?t i tolerance is accepting ones ideas as be a5iM ?d 33 yUr own- For a christian this and thoS, fl6 S1T JeSUS Christ is the way, the truth, and the lift; and anything apart from Him- is false. arouses onnt10n f Where final lies alwa"s arouses controversy. A christian must be loyal to (See CPU, page 3) Express Yourself Editor- rehash Friday 0f th. "? Jhn Taylor's garbkd ian AndtrS J u mVle review of "Hans Christ 1st W of C in asBayppTiedgtohthrrdS "tT"" a"d "illogical' impres fen as thePrn. '- Tayl0r gives the wrn2 tale about Vie Claims to be only "a fairy ThoSh rf SpiMer 0f fair' tales." comments on thl ith man' of Mr. Taylor's marks on the I nT' 1 Cannot agree ith his re ef taste was utai "S? the Casting- A eal setting! otLTalle? SlT d staging. Udliet, as well as in the costumes and deShtful TidU? tU? f "The Little Mermaid" was cast? witt the r rtmS entertainment. As for the were mt tepSe ? f Gr th the young bov U. ; d aVVS, particularly tice. ' vvno pla'el the part of Han's appren- Rosemary Neill