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THE DAILY TAR HEEL
THURSDAY, MAY 28, 1953
'Uh Never Mind Dusting Up There'
fMp ?kel " . The Race
Character
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.
Ruth Hoyt
Editor
Managing Editor .
Business Manager
Sports Editor
ROLFE NETLL
JOHN JAMISON
JIM SCHENCK
. TOM PEACOCK
Night Editor for this issue: Dorman Cordell
No Space In A Manger
We suspect that even James Hinton, first
student there and who allegedly walked the
165 miles from Wilmington to Chapel Hill,
would have been demoralized if he knew he
would have to spend his first freshman nights
bedded down in a basement. And unless we
miss our guess, there are going to be some
unhappy new students here next Fall.
With enrollment up over last September's
5,400, the rooming prospects are gloomier
for this Fall. It is true that after the normal
first quarter attrition there is sufficient room.
However, the first quarter is the quarter for
many students who find it difficult to adjust
to college.
So yesterday's announcement that some in
coming frosh will wind up in the bowels of
Cobb Dormitory seems to us impractical. Bet
ter, we believe, to inconvenience several hun
dred males for a couple of months with three
man rooms than to shuffle our new students
off to the unattractive quarters of a basement.
The Daily Tar Heel hopes Housing Offi
cer James Wadsworth will reconsider. If ob
stinate, we suggest he spend a night or two in
the basement bunks. Then reconsider.
As Others See Us il
Helmuth Deicher
Dear Mr. Weaver,
'It is very true that it is already 10 days since I've
been in this country, and I have not yet written:
but it takes quite a time to get into everything here
again, much more than it takes when one comes
back from another European country.
I would not have imagined that much of a chance
there is a difference in almost every dimension.
You start off with the difference of hous
es, trucks, cars, streetcars and taxis, and you finish
with some me
ditation abOUt f yMW w'wuw'MWVy'W"" 'V
the definite dif- If v j ,x
f e r en c e s in - -fteoples
attitud- ,
es.
One thing that f
strikes immed- i j
lately is the &
somewhat hard -
Expression on j "
the faces of so As
...
many especially
young people,
which is of
Jrourse to an ex- f V
tent the result -of
the war
,and post - war
lives; some of :
them look as if - , f
s o m e heavy y imrmr-Mnr-a v '" "wm..i
burden is both-
ering them, and that they consequently have not
ill
had the opportunity to develop slowly and under
normal circumstances.
There is an expression of disappointment on
many many faces also. On the other hand, you may
find them more independent and more conscious
looking; the happy-go-lucky type is a very scarce
phenomena here today. One misses the American
friendliness, and one appreciates by the same token
the decisive independence of the individuals.
If I am asked to state exactly what I have learned
in the U.S. apart from the knowing facts about
education, politics, history, U.S. Universities, and
some part of your county it seems to be too early
yet to define that in definite terms. One thing,
however, is quite clear: that I do not want to miss
a single minute of the whole time over there, and
that I am very happy to have had such an oppor
tunity. Also that I shall be very curious from now
on to see more of your country, and I only hope
that this time has not been the last time to see on
the other side of the Atlantic Ocean.
Our old university is still the same. I stayed
home for a week and came here two days ago, and
tomorrow work starts and very seriously, too.
There is much to do in the laboratory, and I am
happy to be back at work again.
How is your family coming? I hope that every
body is fine, especially your little daughter! Your
radio case will be almost finished by now, and the
pictures will be developed. I hope they have come
out nicely, and if I may ask you to send some of
them for me . . . I'd be very happy to have those
which you took of all of us as well as those we took
when Martha and myself came over to say good-bye
that Sunday. I am enclosing some, and I hope you
will not be embarrassed at the one I took secretly
from the back!
We shall soon work on our report and send you
a copy as .soon as it is ready. In the meantime, may
I ask you to remember me to Roy Holsten and his
family, and also to all the other friends in your of
fice. And let us once more thank you very much
for everything. Special greetings for Mrs. Weaver.
Sincerely yours,
Helmuth
In a few short weeks many of
us will again experience that
nerve-racking, tiresome ordeal
better known as exam week.
This is the time when all stu
dents are expected and required
to come forth in three hours with
all the knowledge that it has tak
en them ten weeks to accumulate .
in one course of study.
But most of us take . this for
granted. By the time we become
juniors and seniors in college we
passively accept this state of af
fairs and say nothing.
However, the situation is not
all peaches-and-cream. The ma
jority of students do not really
object to taking exams. Many ac
tually look forward to them.
But they do have one justified
gripe one to which they are en
titled. Quarter in and quarter out
the authorities in charge- insist
on scheduling the first exam im
mediately after the last class day.
This quarter classes end on Fri
day and, as usual, many students
will be facing their first exams
Saturday morning at 8:30. For a
student who must attend a lab or
a late class on Friday afternoon
this seems to be very unfair.
These people will scarcely have
time to review for their exams.
And I am firmly convinced that
you cannot assimilate ten 'weeks
work on an 80-year period of
history in five or six hours.
Surely there must be some way
that this system could be reor
ganized for the benefit of those
students who are conscientious
about their exams and their
grades. There are very few stu
dents, I dare .say, , who would ser
iously object to one more day of
school for the sake of having one
free day between classes and
exams to get themselves organiz
ed. Another View
Dear Mr. Weaver,
Having arrived at home, I
found your letter. Have many
thanks. Hans and I had a won
derful trip home. We enjoyed it.
Now we are again in our old
environment. I am not able to.
give my impressions. All things
are too new. and too strange!
"Mentally I am still on tour. There
has been only little time for re
adjustments. Besides that I filled
the few hours, I had, with an
other important step of human
life: I got engaged as you can
see from the peculiar card.
But even in this atmosphere
which is certainly not in favor of
leisure and meditation, my
thoughts go back to Chapel Hill,
thoughts, which are filled with a
deep gratitude to all in Chapel
Hill and particularly to you.
Please, accept the expressions of
my very thanks. Also I ask you
to give my best regards and
thanks to Mrs. Weaver.
In your letter you have asked
tee for the January schedule. I
am very sorry that I couldn't find
any. Please, excuse that I didn't
report this fact before I left.
But now I ask you to wait some
other days. I have written to
Helmuth. It may be that he can
send you a copy. If he also can't
send any, I have to believe too
that there was none at all. If he
has one he will send it to you
directly by airmail.
We met on the ship members
of other similar teams. I will re
port about these later. Have
again many thanks. With best
wishes I am
Ebehard Kindiger
English Club
Express Yourself
(In answer to a dare the following "Character
was received sadly the only one out of many that
were hoped to be received. Mr. Farrar is to be con
gratulated on having learned how to use the Eng.
lish language. His piece was shown to a professor
of English in the University, and for a pro in this
sort of thing, his praise was high.
Mr. Farrar's piece is also apropo to other de
partments on the campus, i.e., Departmen of Main
tenance.) A DRAIN PLUG
Is a device which, designed to aid man's conser
vation, now implements his wastefulness. It is man
ufactureable for two cents and salable for five times
that amount. It is found most frequently on the
counter in a store 2nd most rarely on the basin in
a bathroom. Like an animal, when domesticated it
submits to the constraint of a chain but will never
submit to loss of wanderlust. If loosed from its
stifling collar, it reverts to its archetype, the un
chained drain plug. Thi creature defies Dormancy;
its prison is the basin top; its home is on the floor.
It strays to the shower, the hall, under the water
closet. Being normally protectively colored to
match its environment, it couches unobserved by
those seeking it. Lost, plugs exhibit a colonial ten
dency; groups are found at intervals in the lower
v corners of sloping bathroom floors. Until recovered,
however, they force the seeker to perform his ritual
of washing or shaving in a flowing stream rather
than a placid, soap-fogged pool. The cost of water
consumed far exceeds the cost of a new plug pla
cated, but convenience deleted frugality. Thus the
drain plug is an instance of man's inability to prog
ress beyond a primitive state, a being dependent
on circumstance, not on invention.
Yr Most Obt, Hmbl & Devtd Servant,
L. P. Farrar
304 Grimes
The Eye Of The Horse
Editor:
Mr. Anderson You state that
an explanation is in order. I am
very sorry that the Editor-in-Chief
Hugh Gale graduated in
March and has departed from
Chapel Hill to work in Virginia.
I feel obligated, therefore, to try
to give you your explanation.
When pictures are taken in the
Fall of each year, the students
who appear are given a form to
fill out. When taken to a typist
this form is numbered. The pie-f
ture taken by our photographer
is numbered also. These numbers;
are identical. It is by means of
these numbers that we know well
in advance of the time the pic
tures are due back from the pho
tographer what the lay out of
each page will be like.
We use this same number to
find pictures when they come
back to us. When we find that
a picture Is missing, it signifies
to us that the person wasn't in
terested nough to wait to have
his picture taken. We then have
to make a decision leave a blank
space, which isn't very profes
sional, or insert a picture and
change the name. We choose to
insert the picture.
We were informed by our pho
tographer thai using someone's
picture with another person's
name can result in court action
for damages. On the basis of this,
we choose to use pictures of peo
ple whom we know will not bring
suit against us the staff mem
bers of the current book.
In the case of Hartwell Conk
lin: Mr. Conklin, as far as I know,
had no previous knowledge of
the incident. The editor-in-chief
is the person who, in the carry
ing out of the duties invested in
him by the student body, made
the decision about that picture.
In regard to the other point
you mentioned Omega Gamma
Mu Iota, this is an honorary so
ciety conceived to bring some
sort of recognition to those per
sons who spend most of their
time in the Student Union Build-,
ing trying to make your college
career a little more enjoyable.
Not unlike some societies, the
first announcement of the entire
membership appears in the Yack
ety Yack of the current year. I
think you'll find through investi
gation that although this year's
Yack has 424 pages in it, we are
being billed for eight pages less,
or 416. Thus you'll find that the
student body actually didn't pay
for the page it was a gift from
the printer for "a job well done".
I will readily admit that there
are many mistakes in the book,
but I can honestly say that the
staff did the best job it knew how
to give the student body the best
possible book. But as the expres
sion goes, "to err is but human".
Robert S. Colbert
Managing Editor
1953 Yackety Yack
" Editor:
... to answer your specific
proposal: the publishing of paper-backed
textbooks. The text
book industry is not a mass pro
duction business because there
are not enough customers. The
low price of paper-backed books
is based on a quantity of produc
tion far beyond the college text
book market ...
If college textbooks were paper-bound,
the saving in price
would be only that part of the
manufacturing cost involved in
the binding material. This would
mean a price differential of only
25c to 50c. As a result the stu
dent would be buying a good
product in a cheap container, and
its value would be lost by the
end of the course . . .
Many students,, particularly
engineering and science stu
dents, have a continuing need
for their textbooks after college.
Many liberal arts students also
cherish their textbooks in liter
ature, political science, econom
ics, etc. long after their college
days are ended. Paper - backed
Volumes couia Hardly serve as
the basis of a private library.
. . . Because each college stu
dent has an individual curricu
lum, the problems of mass pro
duction increase further . . .
Textbook publishers have kept
prices far below the increase of
general commodity prices in
spite of steadily increasing man
ufacturing costs. The publishers
are justifiably proud of this ac
complishment. Leona W. King
Executive Secretary
American Textbook
Publishers Institute
New Industry
NEWBURGH, N. Y. The my
stery writer, Mickey Spillane, '
plans to give his home town a
break by using its Hudson River
scenes and residents in movies.
The pictures, primarily for
television use, will be his alone.
Spillane will write, direct, pro
duce and finance the project.
These films are not to be con
fused with the full length movies
of his works being made in Holly
wood. Spillane said he would set up
a studio here.
"We'd like to be able to start a
new ind-n'-y in Newburgh," com
mented the sensat'onal best-selling
author.
For the indomitable Mil-" TJ"ri
mer, hero of Spillane's thrillers,
he will use Jack Strang, local
patrolman.
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THE HORSE had been missing from his haunts
for a few days. I assumed he was boning up for
quiz-week. Then I heard a dreadful clatter in Cald
well, and I hurried thither. i
The Horse was slamming through a classroom on
the second floor, and all but knocked me aside as
he roared out. "I'm a Political Scientist!" he clut
tered. He tore down the stair and across and into
a classroom in New East. He brayed, "I'm a Ge
ologist!" By dint of rugged leg-work, I was in time to see
him roar through New West, yelling, "I'm a Psy
chologist, I'm a Philosopher!"
I got him slowed down by Memorial Hall. What
was going on?
"I'm picking up "additional culture," he said. "I'm
going to a convention of the Durned Arrogant Reb
els and I want to impress them."
The Durned Arrogant Rebels?
"The D.A.R.," The Horse sighed. "Tsk, you're
dumb!"
I wasn't that dumb. That meant, Daughters of the
American Revolution. They were very aristocratic
and merited respect.
"Affirmative," The Horse nodded. "Or so they say.
It gets me, though, that one of those Durned Ar
rogant Rebels just the other day was yapping about
'revolutionaries' in this country. I suppose it all de
pends whose revolution it is. Loud, sing cuckoo.
Alas and welladay!"
The radical of today is the conservative of tomor
row. "Spare me your half-witticisms," The Horse said
throatily. I hate him when he does like that. "But
I don't know should I go to this racket of the
Durned Arrogant Rebels. Not fitting, you know."
Did he feel inferior?
"That's the trouble," The Horse shrugged his
front hoofs. "One of these Rebels was tracing her
family. Back. Away, way back. She announced she
directly descended from William of Normandy.
Guillaume, to you, me lad. Heh heh, ain't I the
educated one, though?"
Was The Horse jealous of that ancestry?
"TTver hear of Noah's Arch?"
Noah's Ark, he meant.
"It muot have been an Arch," The Horse pointed
out, "to have shuttled so many animals. No one
boat could do it. Well, you got to grant I at least
go back to the Arched-Ark. You know, these wild
claimers sometimes go too far. Like this one who
is related to William of Normandy. History has it
that the guy's parents neglected the small detail
of a wedding-license. Now, another Durned Arro
gant Rebel announces she goes clear back to Run
nymede." Didn't he believe it?
"Her, I do believe. She looks as if she witnessed
the signing of the Magna Carta. But she and her
playmates ought to slow down on this claiming the
ones longest here are the best. They really should."
They were too proud, was that it?
"Pooey," The Horse snarked. "Not only does it
sort of say that their folks couldn't get along or
by in the old country; it also says the American
Indians are tops, because they were here before the
Durned Arrogant Rebels."
I didn't believe in belittling. I thought every
body had good points.
"Why," The Horse chittered reprovir-ly, "bring
Marilyn Monroe into this? You are speaking of the
woman who loves me!"
I hadn't spoken of her at all. But what made him
think she loved him?
'A? f 8ai? Sbe didn,t" The Horse pawned.
And that is good enough for me. Well FU be
seein' ya if you see me first."
Fortunately, The Horse does not see well