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PAGE TWO THE DAILY TAR Hf EL FRIDAY, APRIL 1, 1935 Ragged Orphan's Guardian Carolina Front, Graham Memorial, we learn, stands in danger of losing the hand that has steered it. j through the past two years of trial and prog- less. x 1 That steering hand belongs to Jimmy Wal lace, who left his study of history to direct the expansion program which has brought the University's Ragged Orphan at least a J few of the new frocks she cried for. Redeco i ration, repainting, countless new services, a i catalizcd lecture and entertainment program (from Aldous Huxley to the Julliard String i Quartet) have represented an accelerating GM - program to the students. . Needless to say, much is left in limbo be i tween plan and accomplishment. But the 'i Graham. Memorial Board of Directors at "i the behest of Jimmy Wallace himself, who I wants to proceed with his education has set I in motion a swap to give us a new horse in 5 midstream. t That, we say, is not by any means the wisest f policy that amid be pursued at a time when student union facilities and services at the Chapel Hill branch lag far behind student demand and far behind the services at broth- - er and sister schools. It is plain to see that Mr. Wallace's fine la bors of the last two years have not been ren dered for the emolument offered a Director of Gralfanr Memorial. The salary as it stands is but pittance for a job so demanding. But the Board of Directors has now okayed a plan to increase, the Director's salary at least to boost it to Tair living wages and plans J with the new salary to bring in a "professioii- r al" hand for the wheel. We wonder if it would not be far wiser to retain .Mr. Wallace at the new wage, if he will stay. But that action, Graham Me morial in this important transition-could re- tain the sparkplug who saw7 it through two years of mushroom growth. Graham Memor ial, if Jimmy Wallace may be pursuaded to remain with it, coud have the service of a man who knows the students and their wants; a man, most of all, who knows what must be done for GrahaimMemorial if it is to expand and seifve. We offer, then, a Janus-faced plea: With one face we ask the GM Board of Directors to bring urgent pressure to bear to keep the . logical captain at the helm. With the other, - we ask Jimmy Wallace to defer his studies partially while the. Ragged Orphan under goes her metamorphosis-: into the Cinderella Ave want to stay at an operation: table. where there is need for a steady hand. : An Idle Dream Of Squirrels YellsIssues Louis Kraar The Poets Of April ALTHOUGH MANNING Munt zing has stated that he is not go '""l ing to support aither Don Fow ler or Ed Mc Curry for Pres ident, it is evi ient that the student Party will not back popular Fowler. It's not bit terness on the pan of Muntzing men, but the SP seems to have little sympathy for a bolter of the party. Since the SP would have much better chan ges as a party with a completely Dniversity Party government, this reporter thinks they will back McCurry. All of this party intrigue, how ever, will probably have little ef fect on how students vote. Since the issues are non-existent, the run-off election is still a popu larity contest between candidates McCurry and Fowler. Ike Didn't Know At least part "of the country's trouble, we have been saying, is that President Eisenhower - doesn't read the newspapers. He gets his news "boiled down" by White House at taches. Saves time. Well, Bernard Bafruch says Eisenhower, good-naturedly told him he had not heard about the frantic Washington efforts to get rid of the White House squirrels until it was all over. Nor did he know about the Post Office's failure to deliver Pravda and Izvcstia to American subscribers. Xor did he know about the State Depart ment's leak of the Yalta papers, though every body else in the country knew right alter it happened. Think about it. Xo Pogo for Ike. No cross-, word puzzle. No news, except' what somebody thinks he ought to see. , - "I don't know what it is about, really," I said he when told about the Pravda order. And he reallv didn't. GTfce JBailp Max Jcel The official student publication of the Publi eations Board of the University of North Carolina, where it ia published ft Site f ftw Vfitvrrtty , of , j s wbith tint daily except Sunday, Monday and examina tion and vacation per iods and summer terms. Entered, s second class matter at the post office In Chapel Hill, N. C, un der the Act of Bf arch 8, 1879. Subscription rates: mailed, $4 per fear, $2.5C a semester; delivered, $8 a year, $3.50 a semester. tlditor CHARLES KURALT Managing Editor Associate Editors Business Manager Sports Editor B ERNIE WEISS News Editor Jackie Goodman NEWS STAFF Neil Bass, Ruth Dalton, Ed Myers, Woody Sears, Peggy Ballard, Sue Quinn EDITORIAL STAFF Bill O'Sullivan Tom Spain, David Mundy, Paul Chase When Nature Busts Her Buttons FRED POWLEDGE LOUIS KRAAR, ED YODER REPUBLICAN DEMANDS that the Yalta agreements be revoked and the Washington muddle over war seem to have livened up a dull national political scene. "If the Republicans of the Knowland faction continue their shrill demands for the repeal of the Yalta decisions," wrote Atlan ta Constitution Editor Ralph Mc !Gill, "they may in time inspire the government of Georgia to de mand a repeal of the decision at Appomattox Court House and1 a rescinding . of U. S. Grant's or der permitting 'Cump' Sherman to march from Atlanta to the sea." . Perhaps the exchange of views on -national politics might be iblood-plasmaed into the current campus campaign. Instead of the Yalta papers, maybe the candi dates could grapple over ' the' question of releasing the minutes " tof this year's secret InterFrat ernity Council meetings. I can picture it now -Fowler screaming about repudiating the coed visiting agreement, McCurry talking about "twenty months of SP treason," and smiling Tom Creasy assuring the campus that all is well despite the absence of squirrels near his golfing green. Dave Reid and Jim Turner could launch an investigation of Y court coffee prices, Lewis Brumfield could probe Reid and Turner, and Joel Fleishman could issue weekly reports on the prog ress of his memoirs being prepar ed for publication. But all this is idle hoping, for why should such personable gen tlemen as Ed McCurry and Don Fowler confuse the campus by in jecting issues into such a plcas- . ant popularity contest? "IN REPORTING whal Bob Har rington's dorm newspaper said about him, a line was omitted, creating a wrong impression. The bit which appeared AF TER the election said that Har rington got 109 Stacy votes when he ran for another office, al though that many of Stacy's 105 residents didn't vote. Omitted was the explanation that "they counted in some of Lenoir Hall, votes with" Stacy's. BOTH MOVIES that won Acad emy Awards will be playing here this weekend, proving that local theater managers guessed cor rectly. The Varsity will show "On The Waterfront," the Marlon Brando flick that won a big prize, and the Carolina will open with Bing Crosby's "Country Girl" this weekend. Hal Boyle In The Saturday Review April is a time when nature busts her buttons, and the feel ings of mankind become as ex posed as the last oyster of the season on it pearly half shell. April is the grab-bag month. It is a capsule of the entire year in thirty days. The calendar is on a teeter-totter between the death of winter and the life of summer, and the human spirit rides up and down with the changing weather. In April come the days when the air wears a chill in the shade and a sudden softness in the sun. The woods explode in a surf of green, as each leaf unfolds like a child's hand reaching for fresh warmth. April has everything from All Fool's Day to Resurrection ser vices, from the . informal launch ing of the marble season to the -annual formal debut of big league baseball. It is harlequin in mood, harle quin in costume. Gout arrives in April,; but you can still catch pneumonia or get a mild sunburn digging your car out of an ovef night snowdrift. An ancient Lotos virus, known by the folkname of spring fever, infects both man and his oldest friend, the dog.. (I don't know about cats, excepti they do seem to yowl with a new note in the ' night.) Children complain of growing pains, old people feel a hurt , in the scars . left by Aprils pastl The race of man is as1 mixed up and confusing in April as the weather itself. Ferment rules. You really can't tell what any body will do. The plodding white-collar peasant dares a brighter necktie. Girls flower and shiver in bright new thin dress es, and plump in unexpected places. Bank telers abscond. Middle-aged men run off with blondes; Housewives assault their, homes jfrom, basement to attic, and feel a strange urge to move . every piece of furniture in the place. Bachelors snarl at old maids. Ofld maids snarl right back. TOM SHORES SPORTS STAFF- Al Korschun, Bob Colbert, Chuck Strong, Marshall Waldman BUSLNESS STAFF Joan Metz, Carolyn Nelson, Jack Weisei, Bill Thompson Night Editor: J. EDWARD CRUTCHCREEK, XIV Chaucer In Canterbury Tales When April with his showers sweet with fruit the drought of March has pierced unto the root, And bathed each vein with liquor that has power to generate therein and sire the flower; When Zephyr also has, with his sweet breath, quickened again, in every holt and heath, the tender shoots and buds And the young sun into the Ram one-half his course has run. And many little buds make mel ody that sleep through all the night with open eyes; So Nature pricks them on to rant and rage; then do folk long to go on pilgrimage and palmers to go seeking out , strange strands, To distant shrines well known in sundry lands. Henry D. Thoreau In Walden The change from storm and winter to serene and mild weath-4 erf from dark and sluggish hours to bright and elastic ones, is a memorable crisis which all things proclaim. It is seemingly instan taneous at last. Suddenly an influx of light filled my house, though the evening was at hand, and the clouds of winter still overhung it. I looked out the window and 'lo! where yesterday was cold gray ice there lay the transpar ent pond already calm and full of hope as in a summer even ing sky in its bosom, though none was visible overhead, as if it had intelligence with some re mote horizon. The pitch pines arid shrub oaks about my house, which had so long drooped, suddenly re sumed their several characters, looked brighter,; greener and more erect aiid ""alive, as if ef- - grow young again. Red PlumS will ripen, will be shaken des perately upon the tiny stems. They wil fall bursted on the loamy wet earth; when wind blows in the orchard the air will be filled with dropping plums; the night will be filled with the sound of their dropping, and a great tre of birds will sing, bur geoning, blossoming richly, fill ing the air also with warm throated plum-dropping tird notes. The harsh hill-earth has moist ly thawed and softened, rich soaking rain falls, fresh-bladed tender grass like soft hair grow ing sparsely streaks the land. My Brother Ben's face, thought Eugene, is like a piece of slighf- It is also a time when friends , .factually"! cleansed andrestored gone swim back into the. mem 1 -by -thV April raih.T knew that it would not rain any mpre. You "may tell by. looking at 'any twig on the forest, ay, at your very wood-pile., whether ' its -. winter is past or "not. , ? " ory. And so it is that in April I think often of -Ernie Pyle, a friend in four wartime cam paigns, who difcd in April. Dur ing the bombing of London he once wrote he could not stand it if he thought he should -not live to see the beauty of another spring. Everybody wants a fresh dream to follow. Take pity on any April fool. If he mstakes a phantom for a dream it is only because he clutches at joy while he can, realizing his desperate dilemma April comes but once a year, and the supply of any man's Aprils is never endless. Thomas Wolfe In Look Homeward, Angel The plum-tree, black and brit tle, rocks stiffly in winter wind. Her million little twigs are froz en in spears of ice. But in the Spring, lithe and heavy, she will bend under her great Wad - of fruit and blossoms. ShS will 'Fireman, Save My Child' ly yellow ivory; his high white head is. knotted fiercely by his old man's : iscowl; hii mouth is like a knife, his smile the flicker of light across a blade. His face is like a blade, and a knife, and a flicker of light: it is delicate and fierce, and scowls beautifully forever, and when he fastens his hard white finders and his scow ling eyes upon a' thing he wants to fix, he sniffs with sharp and private concentration through his long pointed nose. Thus wo men, looking, feel a well of ten derness for his pointed, bumpy, always scowling face: his hair shines like that of a young boy it is crinkled and crisp as let tuce. Into the April night-and-morn-ing streets goes Ben. The night is brightly pricked with cool and tender stars. The orchard stirs leafily in the short fresh wind. Ben prowls softly out of the sleeping house. His thin bright face is dark within the orchard. There is a smell of nicotine and shoe leather under the young blossoms. His pigeon-toed shoes ring musically up the empty streets. Lazily slaps the water in the fountain on the square; all the firemen are asleep but Big Bill Merrick, the brave cop, hog jowled and- red, leans swinishly over mince-pie and coffee in Uneeda Lunch. The warm gobd ink-smell beats in rich waves in to the street: a whistling train howls off into the Springtime . South. T. S. Eliot In The Wasteland April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mix- Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Stephen Vincent Benet In City Spring Now grimy April comes again, Maketh bloom the fire-escapes, Maketh silvers in the rain, Maketh winter coats and capes , Suddenly all worn and shabby Like the fur of winter bears. 1 William Shakespeare In Sonnet 98 From you I have been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything. Robert Frost In Two Tramps In Mud Time The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day: When the sun is out and the wind is still, You're one. month on in the mid dle of May. - But if you so much as dare to speak, A cloud comes over the sunlit arch, A wind comes off a frozen peak, And you're two months back la the middle of March. S t JIM DUNN, editor of the Caro-, lina Quarterly, has a short story in the latest issue of the Satur day Evening Post. Dunn's story, "Caroldine's Men," is slick, humorous, ano enjoyable. However, one Southern character says, "Thank you, suh. Right kind of you. Too bad the gal ain't in. iGot here from No'th Ca'lina jus' two days ago," and I've never !heard anyone talk like that. But, then again, I've never sold anything to the Post, either. mm BOOK NEWS "The North Carolina Guide", to be published by The Univers ity of North Carolina Press on April 23, not only tells the traveller where to go arid what to look for but also tells 'the visi tor how to recognize a Tar Heel at home or abroad. William T. Polk, associate edi tor of the Greensboro Daily News and author of "Southern Accent", driws a vivid and lively picture of the State in his chapter in "The North Carolina Guide" on folkways and folklore, food and drink, . speech, literature, art, handicraft and music. "How can you tell a Tar Heel?" Mr. Polk asks. "Is he different, and if so, how and why? "The Tar Heel is not a dis tinct species, but he may have some distinguishing marks. "North Carolinians are what they are largely because of racial heritage. This is mainly Anglo-Saxon with a strong in fusion of Scotch and a weaker one of German blood; about a third of the population is Negro. The Anglo-Saxons account for the law - making, law-abiding, commercial-minded, self-reliant, practical and determined strain; the Scotch are the proud, stoical, imaginative, high-tempered dem ocratic folk, their heroes being the parson, the teacher and the statesman; Ihe German are the shrewd, the economical, the hard-working and the ' good humored, placing much stress on church, school and business, but not much on politics; the Negro is the one who works most and loafs most, suffers most and rejoices most, is the most vio lent and the most patient, the one who enjoys and endures most and absorbs the shocks of life as a rubber tire absorbs the shocks of the road." In such a historic setting, we become . according to Mr. Polk, "independent, courageous, re sourceful, democratic, gregarious and individualistic. "But there Is no pouring aTr Hee Is into a mold. hTe point is that we are by preference and habit individualists, or what we call 'characters. "So much for our good side. Generally we are liable to be pretty good folks, but we have a bad side too, and the truth is that we can be, when we take a no tion or for no reason at all, as violent, ornery, cantankerous, stubborn, narrow and lazy as any people anywhere on earth, civilized or uncivilized. "We cut and shoot one another at a rate not even equaled in the centers of urban civilization. "Furthermore we sometimes have fits of laziness and indif ference which set our reformers wild. 'Stranger' Has Its Weaknesses Ted Rosenthal Joseph Rosenberg has tried to wnte a drama about Today and Loneliness. Like Williams , .Ca pote's, and McCullers', his characters are people caught in a world they haven't made, which they don't pretend to.be able to understand; -their strongest need is to resolve the complexity of their environment, alien bdt everpresent, by find ing security through interpersonal relationships. NEED, BUT NO COMMUNICATION There is the searching for understanding to en able' them to focus life around themselves as in dividuals, and so to end the sense of hollowncss and bewilderment. Yet, most often, the attempt to bring their a-human surroundings down to a hu man level does not succeed, and the desperate need which they share falls short of actually achieving communivation between them. In Mr. Rosenberg's play, Saturday Stranger, as in much -of modern drama, this need for closeness and the inability to satisfy it is highlighted by having characters find sexual intimacy without gain ing from it the emotional rapport which is their basic lack. The people tend to throw themselves and their cravings into, these relationships, rather than learning to share them. The idea is expressed that "there are givers and takers", but the point is the "givers" are unable to attain thfir desires, except by this indirect means of projecting the ful fillment onto, other individuals and since these have their own inadequacies, a vicious cycle of frustration results. The major premise of this genre, is that, because everyone is presumed to be ines capably alone, it is impossible to overcome the iso lation. MAXINE SHARED THE SOULS The author of Saturday Stranger seems to feel very deeply into the plight of contemporary man; unfortunately the play fails to convey much of what he appears to be trying to express. Its es sential weakness lies in the development of the fate of the protagonist Maxine, a divorcee who rents rooms of her apartment to "young girls in the arts". Her life barren, she tries in this way to share, through conversation with them, the souls and satisfactions of her tenants. But as soon as the despair of her existence is built up to a telling degree, where her problems begin to come painfully alive for the spectator, humor is interjected, of a sort not intrinsically fun ny, but laughable because it jars against the mood being created. The effect of actions which have dashingly different natures, is to dilute the force of the protagonist's difficulties to a point which obscures the maning of the play. The conception of the characters is real enough, but some of the representations chosen act to enfeeble the themes, instead of strengthening them. MONICA'S IN A DIFFERENT WORLD For example, Monica, the girl who in becom ing engaged to a boy she loves, seems tonear happiness, does nothing to further the impSct of the play. She exists evidently to provide a contrast with the dismal situation of the princiapls; the ef fect however, instead of contrast is incongruity. She appears to be of a different world from that which the playwright is primarily attempting to portray, and while this may be possible enough In "life", here is detracts; while disorder may be the reality in which these characters exist, a cer tain amount of dramatic-order, in this case sus tained development of the isolation theme, is nec essary to transmit the disorder effectively. f , By attempting analytical revalation of the au tagonist Linda, further complications are intro duced. Because the framework of Maxine's unhap piness has not been made strong enough; the play is unable to bear the weight of this additional ma teriaL Besides becoming involved with Lindas personality dynamics when the scope of the play doesn't have the room for this exploration, she is made to accuse Maxine of living on and f or pity. If the isolation motif had ben adequately developed by then, the hypothesis of pity could have been followed up, instead of onl ytossed out; this might have provided a focus for conflict, which would have integrated the entire plot. A SERIOUS LACK OF UNITY As it stands now, although there are occasional moments of compelling poignancy, there is a ser ious lack of unity , which dissolves the stronger places of the play in a general indecisive murki ness. Marty Dow's characterization of Maxine gave the performance the majority of the cohesion it did muster; her interpretation, sensitive and consist ent, virtually held the production together. Len Bullock, playing , -George, seemed unsure of himself several times; those lapses aside, he acted capably. Jean Overbeck, Bonnie, appeared stiff at first, but gained some vitality as her speeches prog ressed. The remainder of the cast, as directed by James Riley, did not succeed very well. June Eschweillcr, as Linda, seemed to bear down too hard; she was more agitated than the role demanded most of the time, so that where stress was called for, the result was a repetitious level of continuous tension. Harvey Whetstone as Brian, appeared resigned; there was a flattish inanimacy to his performance, which also characterized that of Bobbie Lee Moretz as Monica The technical factors, in particular Donald Treat's realistic Greenwich-Villagesque set, were good Helen Patton handled costumes, June Craft the make-up and lighting was by Lewis Goldstein. Quote, Unquote Manifestly, not every young man or woman who gets to college makes the most of it. Some don t even belong there. But to deny the opportunity to those who want to make the try runs so counter to American tradition that any scheme for arbitrarv reduction of numbers seems unthinkable 7 To ignore the resource of public funds and private generosity and make every $tudent pay all his wav would rest upon a very dubious thesis- that hVhcr education is only for the financially "vell-to-do nnJ also for the intellectually and nuino.-rfi ?., 4 -The Christian Science MoniZ h flU3hfi i
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