SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 27, 1951
PAGE TWO
THE DAILY TAR HEEL
ATiredfFunny
Little Man
From The Loris Sentinel
(The following editorial teas written by Daily
Tar Heel Managing Editor Fred Powledge last
summer, when he was editor of The Loris (S. C.)
Sentinel. Editor.)
Last week a funny little man hitched-hiked
wearily into this town.
He was funny because his -face carried on it all
the worry and sadness of the world. He was weary
because his arms carried two large, black-metal
suitcases and a worn zippered briefcase. A travel-
ing man.
He tried to sell us some of his wares, and when
we declined to buy any, lie started off, at a furious
gate, toward town, carrying his worn zippered
, briefcase. He limped a little. He was weary.
He had come from up in North Carolina, some
one said. He had been seen, standing wearily by
the roadside with his two heavy black-metal suit
cases and worn zippered briefcase and his worried,
sad face, thumbing rides through several North
Carolina towns. A traveling man.
He was in jail, and his worn briefcase was check
ed in at the police station. He was drunk and dur
ing the course of his night at the jail he had torn
off his worn maroon shirt and brown pin-stripe
trcmers and had screamed his heart out at the
tvnllp of this town's jail because he was alone and
drunk. v "
The funny little man had tried to talk Loris
Community Hospital attaches into giving him some
dope. He was slightly drunk then, and the hospital
people called the police, who took him to jail
where he remained drunk and tore off his clothes
and screamed his heart out at the jail's walls.
When he was let out he had 17 cents in his
pocket.
He was asked, in a polite way, to leave this
town. To take his worried and sad face and tired
arms, pock-marked with the scars of a hundred
needles, and get put.
He got out. He was seen, standing wearily on
the highway, his tired arm uplifted in the tradi
tional symbol of the hitch-hiker, his worn zipper
briefcase under his arm and his two black-metal
suitcases by his feet.
He is gone from this town. He is now in another
town, trying to get narcotics from the drug store,
or from the hospital, trying to sell enough of his
wares so he can buy whiskey when he cannot
buy done. He anticipates spending a few nights
in strange jails, because he knows ' somewhere
ahead on his road, as on the roads behind him,;-'
he will be caught and put in jail. Jl
Like, a cigarette, flipped from a hand, on thjejj
beach, he will be blown along by the wind, turned,!
over,; stopped,; started again. He; will come to restjj
by a lump of sand, and the' wind ..will come agaj&j
sometime and send him down the beaclv toward 4
nothing, until at last the tide will come in and he
will be gone forever.
What can we, society, do for this man, this funny
little man with the limp and the suitcases and the
briefcase and the lust, now uncontrolled, for nar
cotics? , - '"y"
We cannot imprison him, throw him behind bars, ,
for we are not certain whether he has actually.'
done any harm he may be a "victim of circum-'
stances."
We cannot send him to a federal hospital for
dope addiction unless he is tried and sentenced
and gives his consent. And he doubtless believes
he is not ready for a federal hospital. He's not far
enough down the dirty, screaming road yet.
Wrhat can we do? We, who claim to be society.
Can. we pretend to ignore the cigarette, that is
flipped from a hand on the beach . . . that will
roll along, blown by the wind, until the tide final
ly comes and takes it away forever?
Carolina Front.
'You Think-
Stu dents Find
An Answer To
Segregation
Louis Kraar
RALEIGH The cool air blow
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here in the Sir
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Chal Schley
Walter Hotel
and the Satur
day afternoon
Zl ' I fnnthall sounds
from the radio
are just about
; ihe only life
.eft in the State
s'jf'i Student Legis-
. -i lature .right
now.
The mock legislature ended a
few moments ago over in the Cap
itol, and hundreds of students
from twenty-three North Caro
lina colleges have hit the road
for home and sleep.
This three-day meeting hit a
climax just before midnight Sat
urday night in the House of Rep
resentatives. Carolina's Jim Tur
ner introduced a plan to imple
; ment the Supreme Court's segre
gation decision about. 10:30. The
evening,' before that point, droan
ed along slowly,' getting bogged
down in parliamentary procedure
at every turn.
Lewis Brumfield, armed with
a water pistol, attempted earlier
to liven up proceedings with "at
tacks" from the galleries of both
the House and the Senate. But
Duke University's Senators took
it seriously and wanted to boot
Carolina's whole delegation -from
the chamber. Dave Reid calmed
Duke with an oratory uppercut,
and the sergeant-at-arms calmed
Brumfield.
Brumfield's horse-play was
; merely, a humorous sidelight to
! ! art i ptberwise serious assembly.
iMiiM ; - :Tt s-WiHUH
in p'dv ;.ri.n-'tii!!:!M!f
;;? ifi THE. vtirtiei t j dragged , j on
though, Brumfields! ' humor ' was
forgotten, and the group sat look
ing as bored as an 8 o'cIock Sat
urday class.
"The Supreme Court has al
ready "ruled on segregation," Tur
ner told the House. "The prob-
Tern now is what we are going to
' do. Should we listen - - to' . the
iNAACP and mix now,-or should
we do what Georgia did and de
stroy public - schools?" he asked.
Then, pointing to large charts
indicating populations of both
races in various parts of the
state, Turner submitted a plan
one answer to the state's biggest
problem today.
Basically, the Carolina inte
gration plan called for immedi
ate integration on the college lev
el and gradual integration at oth
er levels. Desegration was sug
gested more gradually for areas
with over one-third of the school
population Negro.
Turner finished. Duke suggest
ed that the matter be put before
the state in : a referendum. But
the House voted this down. Sen
ators stole out of their chamber
and Went to the House. ' The
horse-play was over, and it ua?
easy to tell from the noise that
something would happen.
SPEAKER JOEL Fleishman
gradually silenced the House.
Twenty studenis were on their
feet asking recognition.
Charles Martin from N.C. State
took the floor, almost sprinting
to the front of the House.
"The purpose of government
is to follow the will of the peo
ple. And I maintain that the ma
jority of the people of North
Carolina do not want desegrega
tion at the present, time," the
State student said. He sat down
quickly.
Soon it was Gordon Forester's
turn.
"Sure, desegregation is going to
be difficult. But we're talking
about it from the white's view
point. It's going to be just as
tough for some Negroes.
"But let's quit talking about
how tough it is and do someth
ing," Forrester declared, . his
voice ringing" through the great
hall.
. The Carolina student remind
ed the group that the integra
tion plan left 11 years for full
desegregation. He sat down quiet
ly, as if tired from his vigorous
talk.
The House applauded Forrester
for almost a minute- A WrC girl
moved a vote.
The clock stood at midnight.
There were only four negative
votes. s
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Ike's Wrist Alarm Buzzes
Foster To Sheepish Silence
WASHINGTON Lame-duck
Senator Cordon of Oregon held
an urgent, , 'private ' conference
last week ;with Jim Murphy, na
tional chief; :0f ! the Citizens for ;
Eisenhower organization. I Writh
him was Oregon's National Re
publican Committeeman, Jesse
Gard. Cordon complained that
his campaign for re-election had
gone $26,000 in the red, and he
pleaded with Murphy to make up
the deficit' from the Citizens for
Eisenhower treasury.
Murphy was ' anything but re
ceptive. If he did that, lie replied,
he would also have to make ud
campaign losses in Michigan and
West Virginia which would cost
$200,000 and more than the Citi
zens for Eisenhower could af
ford. Besides, Murphy pdded,
the organization was folding up
and moving its furniture out.
Angrily Cordon claimed that
Citizens for Eisenhower had pfo'
mised to pay $750 to install tele
phones for the phone campaign
calling up people to get out the
vote. The Senator said he was
able to get the phones installed
for only $540, yet he hadn't re
ceived a red cent from the or
ganization. Mnrphy retorted that
no one had authority to commit
the Citizens for Eisenhower for
the bill.
Calming down, Cordon said he
didn't really care about the S450.
Wrhat he was interested in, he
said, was collecting $26,000 to
pay his campaign bills. Again,
Murphy refused to put up the
- y
money.
Cordon then gloomily report
ed that the Republican party had
gone to pieces in Oregon. It
would have to be "rebuilt one
thousand per cent up from the
precinct level," he said.
As the conversation ended,
Committeeman Jesse Gard look
ed around the room and remark
ed: "I hope Drew Pearson isn't
listening."
Surrender Terms
Senators on the McCarthy Cen
sure Committee have been mys
tified over the sudden bolt of one
of their members, Senator Case
of South Dakota, over to the Mc
Carthy side- During secret de
bates on the McCarthy censure
resolution, Case gave no hint
that he was not in full agreement
with the other committee mem
bers. So it was a shock when he
rose on the Senate floor to try
to find an alibi for the man he
had hitherto opposed.
When pressed later for an ex
amination, Case merely said he
was under great pressure. But
he refused to say why he was
compelled to do what he didn't
want to do. ,
However, here is the explana
tion: The McCarthy forces got to
Governor-elect Joe Foss in Soujth
Dakota, and he in turn notified
Case that if he didn't reverse
himself on censuring McCarthy,
he Fos, would run against him
for re-election.
Drew Pearson
Foss is a popular war hero who
led the Republican "ticket in
South Dakota and was partly re
sponsible for pulling Senator
Mundt through to victory. He is
also a strong McCarthy man. Case
comes up for re-election in a
scant two years, and if the new
governor ran against him he
might well be defeated.
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Tinsey in the Duke Peer.
THE BRIEFING
. . . Dulles droned on and on.
That was why the Senator
from South Dakota suddenly re
versed himself on McCarthy.
Ike's Alarm Clock
President Eisenhower has de
veloped a unique w,ay of stopping
long-winded conferences. He tri
ed it out. the other day during
the two and-a-half hour meeting
between Democratic and Repub
lican leaders when John Foster
Dulles got involved in a long
and tedious, intricate "briefing"
on foreign policy.
As ""Dulles droned on and on,
leaders of both parties began to
fidget in their chairs. Ike recog
nized this and looked at his
State Secretary several times as
if to inquire how long he plan
ned to continue.
Suddenly the alarm " on Ike's
wrist watch went off with a loud
buzz. Whether the President had
set the alarm before the meeting
or changed it during the course
of Dulles' statement to shut off
the Secretary is something only
Ike knows.
In any case, there was a howl
of laughter, with Ike adding a
'comic touch by grabbing at the
watch to silence the alarm.
"Is that a signal for me to
stop?" inquired Dulles sheepishly-
"Maybe it is," .agreed the Pres
ident. "I didn't realize we. were
running so long "
Notes In The
Bottom Qf The
Basket: Ram,
Rain, Aldabra
At week's end, time to clean
out the baskets in the editorial
office . . . including a story told
by J. P. Brady in Weimar Jones'
Franklin Press, a sign, we sup
pose, of - the times . . - Two
groundhogs were busily digging
holes and during a coffee break
one asked the other, "How far
down have you dug?"
"Oh, about 50 feet," the sec
ond groundhog figured, "do you
think that's deep enough?"
"Good gosh no," exclaimed the
other. "My grandaddy dug down
80 feet during the last depression
and they were cooking him on
the stove by nightfall."
ft-
Tom Ochiltree reports from
London the story of tihy Alda
bra, the .island time forgot ...
Aldabfa is an Indian Ocean atoll
25 miles northwest of Madagascar.-;
For hundreds of thousands
of years it remained practically
untouched, for a reason nobody
knows, i f !
- . Aldabra developed its own
forms of natural life wierd cr'e-
' atures that seemed more related
to the age of dinosaurs, than to
the modern world, giant land
tortoises, great sea turtles and
fierce land crabs. Of the 14 spe
cies of birds on Aldabra, 13 are
unknown elsewhere . . . Darwin
knew about the island and its
odd forms of life, but until this
century ,nq man had lived there.
Now, however, -47 people, tie.r
mits from civilization, make their
i homes on 'AldabraV 60 square
miles, and English and French
scientists want . them to mavfi
away so that the. island can.se
main a natural monument to th
dawn of creation.
The Ho.use of Commons will
decide soon whether to let Al
dabra become " a human heaven
or to free it forever from the
threat of invasion by man and
his machines . , .
Itameses the Ram, (who will
probably be back next week writ
ing his Daily Tar Heel column)
jumps into the controversy over
he life in the Lower Quad con
troversy with these off the cuff
notes he made during an inves
tigative tour:
"Drove to Lower Quad. Unable
to find parking place. Too many
cars. Parked on Raleigh Road
and walked back. Long walk.
, Went into Aycock Dorm to visit
friend there. Out on date. Knock
ed on room next door to talk to
anyone. Both occupants out on
dates. Went over to Stacy to see
friend there. Couldn't talk to me.
Hung over. Asked fellow in Lewis
about this fraternity-dormitory
split. Said the first he heard of
it was what he read in Dick
Creed's column. Asked someone
else. He never heard of the split.
Doesn't read Dick Creed's col
umn. Vent to Rathskeller for
beer. Couldn't get in. Too many
dorm men down there drinking.
Went to Rendezvous Room- Place
full of dorm men and their da
tes. Gave up and went home.
Decided to make next investi
gation of social and economic
poverty in Upper Quad. Matter
of fact, have to go to Upper Quad
anyway to pay back $10 I owe
fellow in Mangum."
The Eye Of The Horse
Roger Will Coe
magnifying sor ?
-Hipporotis,
Cli 5
The Horse sees imperfectly, ma,
things, minimizing ouieis
500 B. C.
fTHE HORSE was galumphing along East Frarl,
!iZ when I saw him. I wo.dered wathad happen,,
to his School of Architectural Wntmg.
.'Negative and positive, in that wdcr ," The Hor
, ,. : , np:t 0f the ponderous torn -shrugged,
making a nest oi
snru&s ' . nti .fttine atop the nested bom.s.
he was carrying, and siuing n,
?I have been and am upto my pointed ear. ,n
scboolwork. Witness. I am r1? ' J
absorb Cultoor via The Process of Osmosis.
There were those who said The Horse had a 1,. .
ter chance of acquiring learning through his p ,
terior's inactivity than through his anterior s ce: ,
brations.
"Yeah I'm with them on that," The Horse
gloomily. "I think it was Edna Ferber who said tl
Writing and it goes !
I i !
The week ends when they col
lect the last beer bottles in
Spera's on Saturday night . .
Outside, the quiet rain is soak
ing down the burnt brown leaves,
the lae show customers will
come out rubbing their eyes un
der the bright marquee lights
. Caldwell is back on his ped
estal, the Tar Heels are back in
the win column, Thanksgiving is
just over the rise of the next
three class days. Saturday night
is the last night of the week.
Sunday morning is a beginning
again.
secret ui buvwc ...
. . . ii i in nlace thp seat ot i
swaying, cs - : - .
- pants against the seat ot me cuair ui ..v,u, ,
minimum daily. But how you gonna reconcile any
such sedentary doings with the fact I got fu.r
hooves?"
I failed to see where this factor entered into the
question?
"Well, gee whiz, ain't I got four hoofs for th'
purpose' of using them?" The Horse expostulated
"After all, quantity certainly should be weighed ;is
T a determinant, and do I not have more of hoove,
than of, er, posterity?"
The Horse had enough seating capacity to im
mobilize a centipede, if that method of calculating
was to be - followed. '
"I guess it's just something I gotta work out for
myself," The Horse sighed. "However, until it is
worked out, The School of Architectural Writing
will have to be suspended. I am not surrendering I
am just faced with sheer impossibilities in the wny
. of classroom schedules if I spend so much as thrcf
hours weekly at other than the grim tasks assigns I
me. I counted too much on Dave Reid's legalized
Sin bill."
Legalized Sin? Did The Horse mean - Legislator
Reid's late bill to cast academic blessings on Peep
ing Toms during quizzes?
"Now, you are being too harsh, Roger me bhoy,"
The Horse waved an admonishing hoof. "Daves
Oedipean, if I may drag Sophocles into this, plan
for handling desperate quizzees if and when caught,
followed the classical mold: it was born to meet
its foretold doom."
How come, foretold? Certainly Dave was too
smart to cram something down the campusly throat,
that was predestined for a gory end.
"It has been said," The Horse stated firmly, "that
it is impossible to legislate morals. There is much
of contention anent this. But I think it may be said
that it is impossible to legislate immorality. A witty
English visitor of these darkening shores in the
Prohibition Era observed that Americans passed
idealistic laws, and then blithely ignored. Could
be the Johnny was right. But you cannot legislate
Sin."
Then, The Horse did not believe in giving Aca
demic Peeping Tom's another look? I meant, an
other chance? No mercy, at all, at all? One slip
. and boom, the boom is down?
"Ah, now you are barking up another dogwood
tree!" (The Horse horsed. "The quality of mercy
should not be strained, and I do not specify the di
rection. The Honor Council can and should wei-'i
extenuating circumstances, when such exist and may
be brought to light. Me, I'd crack down on a Senior
or a Junior much harder than I would on a Fro -n
or a Soph. One must weigh the pressures which ar
upon the Quizzly Peeper."
But, surely Justice was blind, symbolically!
"Symbolically and Realistically, Justice is blind."
The Horse agreed. "And Justice should not be so.
The pressures on eds and coo-eds on a college cam
pus may look to the casual eye to be identical; but
they are not so. This is especially true of our Middle-Class,
and are not most of our students from th
great American Middle-Class?"
America didn't regard Classes, but rather
"Stow it, Roger," The Horse chittered (I hate
The Horse when he cbitters), "before vou demon
strate your epic sophistries too glaringly. Amenta
does regard Classes, and especially Middle-ria-,
America does, because it has to. In a wav the hop.
less Lowest-Lower Class and the Upperest-U;;..T
Class are fortunate, indeed. He can sav, eat dnni.
unve, go, woo, live even die! as
pleases, because he has arrived. He ain't gom
where, he is there.
But, we were speaking of eds and coo-eds
"Okay, and we still are," The'llorse agreed sh
ing Shakespeare In The Theater to one side ,
could osmose The Complete Greek Drama (Vol
'It is the sons of these buckers and competer
conspzeuous consumption of goods thev cannot
ford, who populate this and other campi" as Doc I
man would say. And don't kid vourself the lad. ;
lasses are here because Popsy and Momsv fh;
Higher Education is the berries. At least
them are here because their folks want to sii
they can afford to send the kiddies to collifch
The student is under that pressure; plu i :
rush pressure; plus inadequate high-rehoolins. v
oiten, for our courses; plus the pressures o!
strange hfe; plus various student-participation
sures.
Oh! Then investigate; and pardon some? And
pend others? And fire others?
"A man does what he has to, Roger" Tho If.,
saw it, "is he sees it at the time the' issue ..n
up. True, Honor is Honor, and it is briefed to a'!
. iue seme language. A truly -sapient University
m"BUdUon wm take steps to protect a ch,.;,
from pressures he will foist upon himself over :
above a tolerable loaH r0:,.- .. . ,
, 6...-iuena, automobile, athletic and su-! v
Srsr Tiiut does
And a fZl t0 bre3k the Honor System's La.k
And a truly sap,ent Student Legislature will
power an Honor System tn u V
cirn.m.t.nc y m to use ts discretion wherr
a vZl,t.r r SUggMt SUCh iS 3 wie slpP in
wiih no "on, auinous "tfcma. The rich ia i
with no concern, or the others with no hope or up-
don' aw7,With " jUdSment' bl-P then out. !i
dont legislate sin. it won't work-
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