• Format
  • Publications (documents)
• Type
  • Text
• Source institution
  • Western Carolina University
• Identifier
  • HL_WesternCarolinian_1941-11-22_02

THE WESTERN CAROLINIAN, SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 22, 1941 The Western Carolinian The Campus Interpreter The Campus Guide STAFF Editor-in-Chief Cathryn Creasman Associate Editors Helen Hartshorn Alma Jackson Headlines Selma Boyd Sports Editor John Crawford Assistant Sports Editor Paul Sutton Society Editor Grace Leatherwood Fashions Editor Edna Hawkins Faculty News Head Elizabeth Gahagan Exchange Editor Barbara Dodson Feature Editor __ Margaret Livingston Typists ! Betty Bird Ray Cowan Faculty Advisor L Mabel Tyree P. L. Elliott Business Advisor Ruth Oliver Hinds Circulation Manager __._. Walter Roberts Business Manager Marion Arnold Acting Business Manager John Wilson,, Jr. Special Reporters Barbara Dodson Betty Bird Peggy Ramsey Student Forum Editor Elizabeth Hammond Member Associated Golle&ale Press Distributor of Golle&iate Di6est APOLOGY Through a series of misunderstandings a story was released in the last issue of the "Western Carolinian" which was not ready for publication. Because the spreading of this story could have had far reaching consequences, the staff did the only thing possible under the circumstances, suppressed the issue. This will explain to the subscribers to the paper why they did not receive their last copy of the paper. The Western Carolinian staff and the Journalism Club apologize for the unfortunate incident. k Certainly no one regretted this error more than we, as we stood by the fire and watched an en tire issue of our brain child vanish in flames. No one is really to blame; but we beg your pardon and hope that you, will not be too. critical; none of us are perfect. THANKSGIVING Again the national Thanksgiving appears on the calendar. Even though you have difficulty in deciding which day to observe as a day of thanks, certainly you should take some day off for such activity. You ask yourself—What have I to be' thankful for? Even now as you hear in the distance "The Star Spangled Banner" and see Old Glory floating in the quiet breeze, unaccompanied by the flash of air raid signals or the thud of bombs as they rip off wings of buildings or snatch the life of another innocent person. What do you have to be thankful for? In America as in no other country on the face of the globe we have the gracious privilege of sitting down to the feast table, collecting our thoughts and thanking a gracious God for all of our blessings. Every American has several things to offer thanks for each year: for our forefathers who built this nation from a wild uncultivated forest to the modern thriving busy world of industry and freedom; for the freedom they fostered and their unconquerable spirit they left a heritage to all true Americans. This year, regardless of the day you set aside for Thanksgiving, may your prayer be that we be worthy of our inheritance and that the pulse beating patriotism of America never falter or lag, throughout the 365 days each year. ARE YOU CHEATING YOURSELF? When one pursues an education on a higher level than that offered by the public schools, it is generally taken for granted that he is of average or better intelligence. Higher education in some respects is an expensive proceedure, but to the student who tries to make the most of his college career the value received far exceeds the expenses. Some students, however, either intentionally or the answer to the examination questions or you may be able, as some do, to use your notes or your books on test—but what have you gained? You may have an A or a B on your grade book but that isn't yours either. What have you got for your eighty or ninety dollars that you paid to register? If you are lucky enough to get by it's still your loss because you are going into life unprepared for your chosen vocation. The faculty doesn't care whether you get it Or not; it's your life to pattern for yourself. Remember this: you may cheat through exami- hations and fool your professor into a good grade, even for enough to receive your degree, but—You Can't Cheat Life. Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. LOOKING AHEAD By HUGH A. LEE AS SEEN BY THE Great Speckled Bird THE CATAMOUNT TEAM MARCHES ON Were you on Hunter field the afternoon of November 14? If you were, have you ever been more excited in all your life? If you were not there, then for shame, because you missed the most exciting and thrilling game that Cullowhee has witnessed in several seasons. The Catamount team has had the best football season, certainly, that it has had in the past four years, possibly more. That team was there fighting every minute of playing time; they were a determined crew, determined to win although the odds were against them. Did you realize that they ran rampant over a team that had defeated Appalachian? Duke, Carolina, and other teams of the Big Five may have bigger teams and more money behind them, but there isn't one among them that can produce any better fight or any more thrills than the Catamount squad did last Friday afternoon. The spirit was good; the boys were fighting 100 per cent; the starfds were chattering for them with every ounce of enthusiasm; and the band and baton corps were on hand to help enliven the spirits and entertain the spectators at the half. For many of the student-spectators it was the last football game that they will ever witness on Hunter Field as a student at Western Carolina; but what a dramatic climax! The cats not only won their third home game out of four, but they defeated Lenoir Rhyne to make them a total of two wins and two losses, and to tie them for third place in the conference. Who wouldn't be proud of such a squad as that? Coach Whatley and McDonald, we congratulate you on the best football team that Western Carolina has seen in several years; and, Catamount squad of 1941-42, our heartiest praise and thanks for such i wonderful season. May all the future squads at West ern Carolina gain an inspiration from the fight you have displayed this year. Junior Class Bids TheFacuity Adieu Smce the death of the entire faculty at Western Carolina Teachers College is of definite interest to the Students, it is altogether fitting and imperative that we, the junior class, should write here their epitaphs for the information of their friends and loved ones. We extend our heart felt sym pathy and trust that they will not hold us responsible since it quite evident that they all died from real and perfectly legitimate Here lies the body of Mr. Brown He knew the formula for all compounds But one day he make a terrible guess Here lies part of him, You find the rest. Little Mable I. Tyree Always busy as a bee She hoped that death would keep her still But* now she ups and haunts at will. Lenora Smith She really was too sweet to die And many a tear will fill each eye Classroom management, as you probably know Was the primary factor that laid her low. . terrible Mr. Turner come to fate The reason is clear, none will debate His daughter outgrew him in because of thoughtlessness are being hopelessly He l00ks and brains gyped. Those who are trying to cheat their way through are the ones referred to. Maybe they have I Mr E1Uott never stopped to consider that they are being cheated Ye Gods! but Milton, Spenser, ail or that they are fortunate enough to come from a Gather round this new made family that can afford such a waste of funds. The college has a Regulation concerning cheating, but in large classes it is practice1 ly impossible for the professor to see all the cheating that goes on. Then Miss McAdams tOO most College professors pay their Students the This ducky young lady died in compliment of trusting them to their honor and bet- her Prime ter judgement. Have you considered that it is pos- For ge™esses never llve a long sible to sit in class for four long years and never do|But the central reason causing one piece of work? You may be able to hire all your her to depart term papers written and sit by someone who knows was that she wouldn't answer . just couldn't take it. Here lie his remains. man To hear their verse read, recall New meanings, Learn what they can. the call of her heart She spent so much time on journeys to France She had to find comfort in other's romance. Mr. Andrews Andrews thinks he's one of the miracle men But his wrestlers ranks him as a has-been Follows a description by one of the boys: "Sans hair, but not sans avoirdupois." H. T. Hunter He had a big heart He had a big voice But as for occupation He had no choice. He was "rotating". Mr. Duckett A teacher well liked, a student of worth To many ideas he gave glad birth But he studied too hard. Poor Mr. Duckett He died in his boots, when he kicked the bucket. Dr. Ashbrook He worked to hard, this businessman And he accounted his life too long He tried taking essence of Business Ed. But his prescription was wrong. Miss Albright Our eyes are dim, our hearts arn't light As we view the grave of Anne Albright Oh, as we feel she left us all too soon But she drank too much coffee one afternoon. Here lies a man in greatest humility Tho' he knew his English in all probability But one day he badly misused a vowel His conscience killed him, Poor Mr. Howell. Mr. McDonald had lots of bad luck He made a bad tackle. Poor Donald Duck am and quacked to the pearly gate He lies here discouraged. He got there too late. Mr. Hinds had quite a case The most common belief is that Americans inevitably exercise the grealj American tradition of fair play. But in reality always follow this sacred philosophy? In most cases we do. Don't we listen to Wheeler, Lindberg, Taft, and others of the minority, rabble-rousing isolationist group? But are we giving labor fair play in its struggles? As to the question of strikes, labor has done wrong, is doing wrong, and will continue to do wrong unless a check is imposed. That is an accepted fact but does it entirely absolve the capitalists from blame? To begin with labor has been out in the cold for ten years. Now finding itself in demand, it goes out for a raise. With the repeal of prohibition act the bootlegging racketeers went into labor unions to create strife so they can fatten their filthy pocketbooks. Many labor leaders see in the present situation a means to harness all free labor —the backbone of American Democracy—to union organization. This in brief is the major black mark against labor. The main point about the capitalists is that they cannot forget the lush of profits of the roaring twenties and the empty profits of the dead thirties. They want to do the impossible— amass millions under the existing laws. They see in the present situation a means to accomplish the impossible—t o make millions legally. And they are eager to exploit labor to line their nests with cold cash. In all fairness it must be said hat the younger capitalists are modern in their views and do not share the thoughts of the moss-back variety. This can only suggest that a few first class capitalist funerals are long overdue. Many capitalists see in the present situation a means to vanquish labor for all time. They realize that if they can incite strikes, public opinion will force the government to outlaw the right of striking. Thus capitalism shall have won the long, bitter struggle against organized labor. In the case of the proposed strikes by John L. Lewis in the captive coal mines such an issue is outrageous. In the first place John L. Lewis has an intense hatred of Roosevelt; he wants to use this strike as a means One by one he lost his hair When his head was shiny pink And without a single kink He moped and cried and wrung his hands And left us all for happier lands. Here lies the body of Kenneth Wood At working physics he was quite good But he worked a problem so hard one time That now he rests in another clime. Mr Tracy He got his experience with a hand of note But the trombone and trap- drums got his goat He now resides in a happier land As director of the heavenly band. Mr. Seymour He didn't give a darn If you didn't like his yarn A boomerang he one day said Just came back and killed him dead. Miss Benton really knew the rules When it come to sports in fields or pools And she knew her foods from a to z But she died from a lack of vitamin B. This son of Jack Spratt Could not keep his fat He was just so lean He could not be seen They called him the Dean. Mr. Dodson He should have lived a longer life For he knew all about a disecting knife But when he cut off the tails of Seymour's cats He couldn't survive the ensuing Dr. Killian trained young minds j i With scales and tests of many kinds to defame the president before the eyes of the American public. And he wants to regain the driver's seat of the C. I. O. To do so he thinks he must win a brilliant victory before the pending C. I. O Convention. He wants this victory even though it will seriously jeopardize defense production. This is an example of a labor leader advancing his own selfish ideals. The Railroad Brotherhood is planning to pull a strike in the near future. Of all the labor unions, the Brotherhood is the best paid—their charter which was gained in the crisis of 1918 is extremely liberal. The railroad companies have complied with these demands even though they have had a constant struggle to make ends meet. Now that the companies are enjoying good profits and are trying to stabilize their business, the Brotherhood bites the hand that has fed it and strikes for a raise. This demand is timed just as the 1918 demand was timed. In 1918 the Brotherhood won—will they win in 1941? In the three strikes that the president has had to employ the army to break, the meditation board has found labor to be unjust in only one instance and the capitalists unjust in two. In the Northrop Aviation strike, labor was decidedly in the wrong. In the Kearny Shipyards and the Bendix Aviation strikes capitalists were found to be just as deeply in the wrong. Does this suggest that labor is tirely behind the strife in the defense production? After scrutinizing the pros and cons of both labor and capital, we can only come to the old, old conclusion that the pot cannot call the kettle black. What the president should do is to call the leaders of both labor and capital together and say, "Now, boys, we have a war to fight. To fight this war and bring it to a favorable conclusion, we must have the top peak in productions. Both of you will have* to be content with conditions as they exist now. There postively will be no strikes, and there shall be no huge amassing at profits. The first one of you that steps out of line will find himself with a one way ticket to a federal prison for a protracted visit." When the president does this, the existing labor controversy will be destroyed. Reels and guidance made up each day And he faded out in a film, they say. Mr. Stillwell When he reached St. Peter's gate There was some doubt about his fate So he just rocked back upon his heels And on a lecture turned the Here is the ole' bird back again to give you all the latest news i the campus. It's almost time for the quarter to be up, and I know these practice teachers will have a load off their minds. But think of the new ones just about to begin. Just wait until you get to be a senior and you'll remember those who have gone before. What is Hiawatha going to do Saturday night (the true love from Canton arrives on our fair campus?) Maggie, you had better be careful when alking out of the dorm windows. How do you like Martha's new hair? It's quite the style it seems. Aren't Bobbette and Ben cute? Could it be true love Pauline? _t Mary Lib had a fine Thanksgiving in Canton. How's about Roberta and im? Sam, have you finally made up your mind? Are Anne and Jaw the serious type? Yes, I think so. Emily's getting into practice being in weddings. Mary and Tom can be seen by the bird any hour. "I Can't Escape From You" is Neill Scott's theme song now. But I don't blame him. Cordies singing "Elmers Tune" now days. I do wish Fran would make up her mind whether it is 'Rock' or "Pee Wee". Harrison, why do you go to Sylva so much? Must have something treed down there—or do you just like to dance? Well, this is the Thanksgiving season and the Speckled Bird offers its sincere thanks to the faithful couples, like Old Man River, just keep rolling on and giving us something to write about. "As they hover over a piece of bird, may the Bird of Peace hover over them". Wheels. St. Peter then was so entranced He took him in and round him danced. Mrs. Fisher Small in stature but large in mind Mrs. Fisher lift many friends behind In heaven with music she'll cheer up the bored She died from shock when she found the lost chord. Her pretty face could have carried her far But she chose instead her envied car She drove too fast, she lost control Pity Miss Reid, God rest her soul. A worthy soul and a willing worker Miss Camp was never a duty shirker Rock wall and book store to her were no joke She died from drinking a fountain coke. LEADER DEPT. STORE THE LATEST STYLES — THE RIGHT PRICES Come In and Look Around Sylva, N. C. PARK LUNCH ROOM The Place To Get Good Eat* HOME BAKED PIES — SHORT OKDFKa Sylva, N. C. BATTLE & SNYDER Cullowhee, N. C. YOUR BUSINESS APPRECIATED Hooper's Drug Stor* Sylva, N.C. REPAIR AND SAVE MONEY Cullowhee Shoe Shop Cullowhee, N. C.

The Western Carolinian is Western Carolina University’s student-run newspaper. The paper was published as the Cullowhee Yodel from 1924 to 1931 before changing its name to The Western Carolinian in 1933.

• Creator
  • Western Carolina Teachers College
• Format
  • Publications (documents)
• Type
  • Text
• Date
  • Date original: 1941-11-22
  • Date digitized: 2017-05-15
• Extent
  • Dimension: 20" x 16"
  • Pages: 4 pages
• Subject - Topic
  • College student newspapers and periodicals
  • Cullowhee (N.C.) -- Newspapers
  • Universities and colleges -- North Carolina -- Cullowhee -- Newspapers
• Location
  • Jackson County (N.C.)
  • Cullowhee (N.C.)
• Source institution
  • Western Carolina University
• Source Collection
  • WCU Students Newspapers Collection
• Identifier
  • HL_WesternCarolinian_1941-11-22
• Repository
  • Western Carolina University Hunter Library