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SUNDAY SEPTTMtrS 2S, 1J5 PACi TWO THE DAILY TAR HEEL The Lost Chord (A Flatted Fifth) This morning-, w would awaken the mem bers of the administration from their Sab bath slumber to call to their attention the most crucial need of the University. It is the fact that not a single mention is made in the catalogue of even a rudimentary course in the only native art form in America jazz music. The thought came to us while listening to the hot licks of Scot ty Hester's combo waft into the windows of The Daily Tar Heel from the lawn concert after yesterday's football game. "Bonaparte's Retreat" was the name of the refrain to which we gave particular attention, an-l the sudden reali zation came (during the second chorus) that while Napoleon's military withdrawal from Moscow is covered fully by the Department of History, the music department is falling down on the job. Most of the eager listeners-to Scotty Hes ter's dixieland yesterday didn't know what they were hearing. A course, by an under stander of the art, and offering full credit to takers, is in order. As guest lecturers we suggest Messrs. Simeon, Teagarden, and Shorty Rogers living, breathing practition ers of a half-century's changing jazz. There wauld be difficulties in such a course: Jazz being jazz, and never perform ed twice the same way, it might present frustrations to the uninitiated. . But until the music department lets down its hair and opens the door to exploration of the work of the great ad-lib musicians, there's a weak link in the pattern of folk-art education in the University, The Mightiest Force Xo reports are available on the extent to which the National Day of Prayer was ob served in the United States. Nor can Ave expect at once to hear from all those behind the Iron Curtain ivho accepted President Eisenhower's invitation to join in "personal prayers for the devotion, wisdom and stam ina to work unceasingly for a just and last ing peace for -all mankind." Vet statistics are not needed. The faith Avhich launched this appeal supports the expectation of great good from it. - Desire for a just peace is itself an un spoken prayer. Rising above personal sense or national prejudice, it asks humbly for divine aid in working for the good of all mankind. This"" unselfish, right desire of the individual (it is notable that Mr. Eisen hower made this prayer an individual mat ter) to seek and do God's will is the first step in "the effectual fervent prayer of a right ous man" which the Bible assures us "avail eth much." The President could perform no greater service than to evoke this spirit at home and abroad. Much of the world has the impression that Americans think as belig erently and hatefully as a few Americans speak. It is good for such folk to hear from the one official who can speak for all his fellow countrymen that Americans "know the true cure lies not in guns and bombs but "in the spirits and minds of men." We believe most Americans do know that. But we hope they were listening in to this message intended to pierce the Iron Curtain. For they must prove their faith with their works. Too often they appear to be wor shipping the H-bomb, in relying on it or fearing it excessively a form of idolatry as dangerous as any Moses warned agairtst. They need the President's reminder that "faith is the mightiest force man has at his command." They need to express more of that reliance Avhich really trusts because it understands God's goodness and omnipo tence. Wqz Bailp Car Heel The official student publication of the Publi :ations Board of the University of North Carolina, where , it is published Carolina Front. Some Sunday Words About David Mundy Louis Kraar I. ? 1 -Jr J' ! ': f. If ) - Qhapti(iH ' Nifth Vlcofin 3tfKl in, iloor - '' 7SJ . daily except Monday, ixamination and vaca tion periods and dur- , ing the official sum " aier terms. Entered as second class matter at the post office ih. t: Chapel Hill, N. C, un , ; der the Act of March r I, 1879. Subscription "-. rates: mailed $4 per frear, $2.50 a semester; delivered, $6 a year, 3.50 a semester. Editor CHARLES KURALT Managing Editor FRED POWLEDGE Associate Editors LOUIS KRAAR, ED YODER Sports Editor TOM PEACOCK Business Manager . . AL SHORTT, News Editor Society Editor r. Assistant Sports Editor Circulation Manager . Subscription Manager dvcrtising Manager ssistant Business Manager Durham Adv. Manager Librarian . Jerry Reece Eleanor Saunders Bernie Weiss. Dick O'Neal . Tom Witty .. Dick Sirkin 1 Tom Shores .. . Ed Lipman Connie Marple Night Editor for this Issue Richard Thiele REACTIONARY DAVID Mun dy (author of the twice-a-week "Reaction Pjece" column) has un doubtably filled a long-empty role on this newspaper the role of a campus Westbrook Peg ler. Thus far, only two of his re actionary "Re action Piece" pieces have been ground out, but already I've come to look forward to his views with a titillation not unlike the feel ing one gets be fore a visit to the dentist. Mundy has criticized the recently-formed National Association for a Free College Press because, he says, it will be able . "to threaten possible critics with un favorable publicity." This reporter might remind David Mundy that this associa tion wasn't formed to "threaten critics" of the press. It was formed to preserve what , little freedom of the college press still exists in the nation" today. For tunately, for columnist Mundy, this newspaper is completely free. And because of it, his col umn runs even on the "lib eral" entrenched campus about which he writes. THE CAMPUS probably will be interested to know that the author of "Reaction Piece" who wrote so cynically about the campus political parties is a sup porter and former member of one of them himself the Stu dent Party. In an obvious reference to his own political party, Mundy writes, "Promises are generally filled, since everyone wants to be re-elected. Next year We may even be promised maid service in the dorms. . .Everyone con veniently forgets, however, that to pay off takes money, student money." Is Mundy's view of the Stu dent congruent with the Stu dent Party's view of the Student Party? OF THE rival University Par ty, Mundy writes, "Their mem bers appear to be a bit more ma ture than those of the other par ty, a bit more aware that the impulses driving people to seek recognition in petty campus pol itics should have pased with ad olescence." From this, I can only assume that Mundy is still in adoles cence because he has been movr cd by the "impulses driving people to recognition in petty campus politics" in such a great way as to associate himself with one of the "petty campus" politi cal parties. STILL IT'S nice to have the Pegler-like logic appearing in this paper twice-a-week, Mundy writes well for an adolescent who still dabbles in "petty campus politics," and I enjoy a good ar gument oyer my morning coffee. So go to it, Mundy. Knock the free press on a "liberal" invest ed campus a press that lets you print your ultra - conservative views, and- banter the "petty" politics of the campus of which your are a part. I like it. A RECENT check of the freshman activity cards by the campus Young Republicans Club revealed that 51 first-year stu dents are interestede in the YRC. Three times that number indi cated they were interested in the Young Demorats Club. Could it be that the 51 are just curious or does UNC really have 51 potential Repub THE GRAIL room will be the scene of what could be a hot de bate tonight when the Carolina Political Union discusses wheth er or not the recent Supreme Court decision will have an ad verse effect on North Carolina's public schools. It starts at 8 o' clock, and I'm wondering if they will be through discussion when Graham Memorial closes at midnight. The South' Through The Eyes Of A Chanel Hillian ewore J mm a lHOi I Boy Tom tin 7 ? M The By James Street The following is excerpted from an article, "The South", which appears in the current Holiday Magazine. It was writ ten by Chapel Hill author James Street and is reprinted by special permission from Holiday. Copywright 1954 by the Curtis Publishing Company. Editor. . . .The South can't be put in a book any more than the evils Pandora loosed can be put back in a box or the mys tery of life in a test tube. However, regional writers are more,, and more catching the South in true v colors and ' I am going to quote a book entitled Southern Accent to pitch the tone for this essay. . ."The South has somehow become transformed into a never-never, Kraft-Ebing land of psyco pathia sexualis, peopled by sadists, masochists, rapists, sa tyrs, nymphomaniacs, and necrophiles, to mention a few of the betterknown types, together with assorted murderers, arsonists and lynchers. . ." ... .A while back a Northern wrfter sent me a question naire and explained that he was doing an article about the South. (Of course, it was contrary to custom for him to come down and see for himself.) One question was: "What is a Southerner?" ; I replied that a Southerner is a fellow who doesn't know School of Business, so nail down your skin because pelt and pelf are fixing to fly. . . . .Real Southern speech is somewhere between the the words of Dixie but who wants to holler when he hears the tune. That didn't satisfy, so I tried again. A Southerner is a man who doesn't read many books but he has sense enough to know that Steinbeck's Cannery Row is not all the Pacific Coast, that Sinclair's Jungle is the midwest and. the Midwest not In The Jungle, that Weid man's I Can Get It For You Wholesale is not typical of the Northeast, and then is flabbergasted by folks who think all the South is in Faulkner's Sanctuary. It's not that the South remembers the Civil War, but, rather, that we can't forget it. It frowns at us from a thou sand courthouse monuments and haunts us from a hun dred thousand tombstones. It speaks to us from hotels nam ed for our generals, from highways named for our heroes. It smirks at us from a thousand war books that either call us dull, brutal schizophrenes or puff us up as heroic gal lants bowingv and scraping and "honey-chiling" . all over the place. . . . .Oh, sure, we know that the Old South mostly is a myth; but the Garden of Eden story has served man well for a long time and the Old South legend touches us the same way: once upon a time, long, long ago, all the land was beautiful and all men were brave and all women were ladies. We know it is mostly myth, and we also know tha,t only a few had it mighty good in the Old South while most folks had it mighty rough. But it's not the fact that influ ences us, it's the fancy. ....The South still does not quite trust big money, and that's a hang-over from the old days, but we esteem Mam mon without idolizing him. We disdain some folks who grub for money, but we ourselves are no slouches at the grab bag. When it comes to money, The Southern hand is often quicker than the Yankee eye, and our smile is whol ly disarming. Beware the quaint character who takes off his wool hat and scratches his head and drawls, "Well, now I tell you, mister. I'm just a po' boy from up at the forks of the creek." He might be right out of the Harvard phony mush of the honey-chile buffoons and the careful 1(11 enunciation of Edward R. Murrow, born in North Carolina. Nothing is so ludicrous to Southerners as Northerners try ing to imitate Southern talk unless it's a Southerner away from home and mouthing a molasses routine for pay or for attention. . . .Basically our talk is Elizabethan English (leavened by African) Shakespeare and Sir Francis Drake would get along just fine in the South, particularly among those vanishing few who still say "wont" for was not, "proud" for sensitive, "mought" for might. . . . .We remain great one for .family reunions. Usually Ve "reune" at the old family church for singing-all-day and dinner-on-the-ground. We tend the graves and sit a round and tell rat-killing tales. Then the old folks take naps, the children get poison ivy, the young folks hold hands and sooner or later a few of the boys hit ofr the timber and pass a bottle and set in to fist fighting, wrest ling or harmonizing. If we can't let off steam- one way, we will another; often in hollering out our joy in the miracie of living. It's this hollering just for the hell of hollering that became the Rebel yell and you still hear it every now and then if the dogs" are running good, the fish are biting or the whisky holds out. 'Some Day That'll All Be Done By Atomic Power' The Ram Sgos Ray Jefferies, who is assistant something-or-other in the Dean of Student Affairs' , office, is quoted oi Friday's front page as saying, re the men's dormitory coed visiting agreement, that there is no worry about powder rooms for coed visitors at the present time, but that if a need arose for such facilities, the group would make further con siderations. Seeing as how there is a little drinking at football games, and the dorm social rooms are open to women for two hours after the games, we suggest the Mr. Jeffries assem ble the proper equipment and stand in readiness for an urgent call, because sometime during that two-hour visising period we believe the "need" Jefferies spoke of will probably arise. V Tom Creasy, who is the presi dent of the student body and the most likeable fellow in the world, can say some awfully stupid things if he puts his mind to it. Witness: "For the good of the student body I would uphold the right of any organization to go into executive session so long as they do not violate this right by using it to withhold from the stu dent body information which it has a right to know." Come, come, Tom, don't be naive. Who's going to decide whether the stuff to be withheld is information which the student body has or hasnt the right to know? Rameses v-i, ft z-z2z ? itrn raffe S? time wA54"JtJ fc Dr. Syngman Rhee Drew Pearson Canterbury Club The Canterbury Club will meet at 6 o'clock this evening in the Episcopal Parish house. The Rt. Rev. Richard H. Baker will show slides and discuss the recent con vention of the World Council cf Churches, held last month at Evan ston, 111. WASHINGTON. One of the four octogenarians on whom the United States is leaning in vitaf parts of the world is Dr. Syng man Rhee, cantankerous, cru sading president of South Ko rea, without whose stubborn pa triotism Korea would not be ev en half alive today; yet whose stubbornness today may either upset the precarious peace of the Far East or prevent the or derly reconstruction of his coun- Quote, Unquote Editor: In reference to Louis Kraar's "Carolina Front" column of Fri day, September 24: The writer manifested a brazen ineptness in his admitted inability to enlight en the Japanese student who asked "Just what kind of democ racy has America given us when you have men like McCarthy?" As to my sentiments regarding McCarthy, I hope the Senate cen- sure committee deides to deport him. However, Mr. Kraar failed as a citizen when he regarded the foreigner's question as enigmat ic and unanswerable. Indeed, Kraar implied a condemnation of "our form of government and sympathy with the Japanese stu dent's misgivings toward .our de mocracy with his silence. He should have simply and pa tiently explained to the dubious lad that, first Joe McCarthy is a free man; escond, he is a U. S. citizen; and, third, he is a U. S. Senator. By virtue of the first, he may do as he wishes, within the law; by virtue of the second, he is guaranteed the rights of the first, and by virtue of the third, he can sound off a little bit more than most of us, thanks to Senatorial immunity. As a further example of the generosity & magnanimity of our democracy, the Japanese could have been consoled with the as surance that no punitive meas ures would be taken against him for publicly voicing his doubts about the government, a comfort he couldn't have enjoyed ten years ago in his own country. Frederick A. Babson, Jr. try. Dr. Rhee is now 79 years old. And like another old man, Chan cellor Adenauer, on whom we are relying in another vital area, he cannot last forever. And be cause Chiang Kai-Shek also is reaching twilight of his- years with no one groomed to succeed him; and because 79-year-old Win-ton Churchill, our best champion in England, is certain to step down soon, realist dip lomats are wondering whom the United States intends to lean on after these octogenarians are gone. Are we grooming no young men- for the future? At best, Dr. Rhee can carry on only two or three years long er. In Germany, Konrad Aden auer can remain Chancellor on ly a short time. Yet our whole policy in Germany is aimed at arming a government which three years from now may put the arms we give it in the hands cf the anti-American forces al most certain to succeed the aged patriot of West Germany. In Formosa, with no one trained to suceed the aging champion .of Nationalist China, how can- we buck Red China's entry into the United Nations after Chiang is gone? Unfortunately the dominating dispositions of elder statesmen are such that it's difficult to train successors. In Korea, Dr. Rhee has fired 200 cabinet min isters. For he is the whole show. He is South Korea. Without him there would be no South Korea, and unless you please him you serves not one day longer in his cabinet. His grit, his determination have mdae Korea what it is to day. But his refusal to cooperate with others may tear down the very thing he has built. For when Rhee leaves this earthly scene, as leave he must, the man likely to succeed him is Lee Bum Suk, a fascist-minded undependable who could em brace communism with tlfe same facility he embraces republican ism. Such is our diplomacy of look ing to the past, not the future. On such frail cornerstones is our policy, in an area drenched with American blood, based today. When you look abek over the vista of Syngman Rhee's nearly eighty yeras you can understand why he is sometimes difficult to deal with. During those jfears he has been beaten with bamboo rods daily for seven months. He has had oil paper wrapped round his wrists ' and set on fire. He has had his fingers mashed so horribly . that even today he blows on them to keep them warm. He has had to wear a 20 pound cangue around his neck and sit with his feet' and hands locked ia stocks.. . . . The Eye Of The Horse Roger Will Coe : (The Horse sees .imperfectly, magnifying some things, minimizing others. . . Hipporotis, circa 500 B. C.) THE HORSE was squatted outside The Playmak ers Theatre on the campus peering in the side ddor, when I saw him. Tsk-tsk! 'I ain't ogling the acterines, Roger," The Horse denied my inferential clucking a mite too quickly. "Not that there aren't some ogleworthy Juliets leoparding around on the stage, yassuh! But alas, this is a rehearsal for a heavily dresed play." Alas? Was The Theatre, then, only burleycue to The Horse? Had The Horse no appreciation for Pantomine, Art, Verisimilitude, Grace, Literature, Scenery, Lighting, Costuming.? "I have," The Horse sighed, "but Dior made them also-rans when he devised his new high-style Mother Hubbards which the f emmes are wearing nowadays." What did The Horse mean, Mother Hubbards? "Wearing-apparel which covers everything while touching nothing," The Horse growled. "Like a politician's campaign speech, only worse. At least, a politician's campaign-speech features lotsa prom ise. These Dior deals the dames are wearing now promise nothing but higher clothing bills. Me, I'm a Marilyn Monroe stylist, myself." Well, that style had its points. WTiat was this play being rehearsed? "It is yclept 'The Croosible,' " The Horse inform ed me. "And it is real up-to-date despite the costoomi ing." The Crucible? Arthur Miller's smash Broadway dramatic hit? Waaaaaadaminit, waaaaaaaadaminit! Wasn't that the play about the Witchcraft persecu tions? It was true history dramatized. The Cruci ble! But as for being modern why, that had hap pened back in 1692-93! "Quit showin' off, Roger," The Horse chittcrcd. "I took Doc Hugh Lefler's justly famous Colonial History course here on the campus, too. The North Carolina part of it, anyway." Well, certainly Salem was in Massachusetts, not in the Old North State. "Yeah, but Doc Lefler armed us with practical things," The Horse stated proudly. "He told us what the Damyankees sneered at we-uns ; bout, and provided us-uns with things to sner at them uns about. Salem Witchcraft Persecutions were high on the list." Yes; but how did that make it modern, The Crucible? "There's a lotta stuff going on to-day, Roger," The Horse said soberly, "that rivals Old Salem at its worst. Cotton Mather of Salem has his modern counterpart in Cotton-Mouth McCarthy, of our al legedly august United States Senate; the Reverend Samuel Parris, of. Salem, is the archetype of a cult of present-day clergymen who run too Christ ian young ministers from campus pulpits because they try to live Christianity instead of just shout ing it of a Sunday, or because another minister thinks it is safe to preach Christ, The Savior to unsegregated souls instead of to segregated epi dermises. Yup, The Croosible is real modern. It is a warning to us that mass-hysteria is still mass hysteria, and that crooked minds can hide behind the straightest of faces. It is a warning that oh oh!" I followed The Horse's cross-eyed ogle of con centration and I saw upon the Plavmakers' stage the several causes of The Horse's approving exefa mation. And they weren't Actors Trot man and Sasser! "Dior, you have been tested in The Croosible and beaten at your own game!" The Horse apos trophized the traitorous French male. "Aha Ro er, what say you?" I said I agreed. I said I would like to see Dior negate those lines, by gum! "Well, now, I wouldn't," The Horse snapped "Nor do I think he could. Am I alone in my opin ion?" Mr. Wump whumped from a neighboring buh and even Neckley, who is responsible for the hiW level view in The Horse's world, raaaaged a squeak of approval. "An upstanding pair!" The H6rse applauded h-3 fellow-sightseers. Or. . .has The Horse keener vision that I su spect. . .?
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