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Integral Part Of WCC? M|MHNHH|p; Some Disappointed In Fred Waring Clyde Moves To New Location-Same Customers The rain drove in, fine and misty against the car windshield. The big Swede sat comfortably sprawled in the front seat. Watching him, you somehow got that certain feel of good, solid life, and no longer noticed the drooped lifelessness of the dying leaves which covered the rising mountains and fringed the roadside. Of our destination, no one spoke. Yet as you sat and listened to the big Swede marvel at the erudition of Dr. Sossoman, you gradually became aware of the muted hiss of 7-20's on the wet pavement, whispering, "Over the Hump—thump—Over the Hump— thump—Over the Hump—." "He's really got it," the big Swede said. And that's how it is with a few things in this world. They really got it. Take Clyde's. Something there is, this place has. If you dbn't believe it, ask any of the many professors hereabouts who would gladly give their musty Ph.D.'s to attract just one-half the number of stduents as do the nightly lec tures at Clyde's. As it is, they are even now seeking to solve the phenomenon. Such1 befits their curious turn of mind. Well, no longer do they have to hang around the back door and peep in. Clyde's is offering graduate courses. This has been made possible because of the erection of a spanking new physical plant, which has a larger seating capacity. And so to those of you who are sweating over that master's degree or doctorate—or for that matter, you never-see-40-again'ers who have that degree but have become firmly convinced that you are ignorant—Clyde's says, "Come on in. The atmosphere is strictly academic." Excuse me. May I give you a guided tour of the new Clyde's? You have heard the expression: "I'd even go North for . . .!"? Clyde went north. Therefore, when you find yourself loafing up to the old door through which you are accustomed to entering, turn around and walk 25 paces to the north, and there you are. You will notice Fruit Flies... (Continued trom Page 5) courses are somewhat neglected. Marie, majoring in Biological Science, hopes to continue her studies towards a master's degree and then go into teaching. T hated labs at first," says Marie, "but now I love them! I think it is wonderful to be able ninL to take the results I get from my axperiments and apply them to human beings. You can go only so far in studying homo sapiens, and then you must stop, but with our little fruit flies there is no limit. You just can't tamper with human beings the way you can with the flies." Dr. Yow's absorption in the work of his students is magnified by his mannerisms and enthusiasm while observing specimens that they bring to him. "What a really handsome dumpy-wing fly," he observes. And indeed they are handsome little insects. Should you encounter them in the future, try to take a good look at them— as good a look as the naked eye will permit, and in observing their attractiveness, don't overlook the fact that as insignificant as they appear to be, they may help you know more about yourself. Khrushchev is reported to be taking regular injections of a serum containing novocaine. If they are administered in the customary part of the anatomy this would make his the world's leading dead end kid. E & l~l BELK'S DEPT. STORE "The Home of Better Values" JU 6-2015 Sylva, N. C. the new building is faced with yellow brick, and designed somewhat as are the Howard Johnson string of restaurants. On the roof is a cock. He is supposed to discover which way the wind is blowing. Shall we go inside? Fine. Oh! After you, my lady. You will notice now that Clyde's has installed for their pupils a long row of stools right up front. The management wanted them to feel at home. And furthermore, they have placed before these stools (shall I say for lack of proper terminology—a bar?) well, yes, a bar. It is to write upon. To rest the elbows, there is soft, rich leather. What you say, boy? Oh, yes. For you and me, we of the more common strain, Clyde's has furnished booths. Now you will—sit down there, boy, like that?—as I was saying, please notice that these aren't the old hard, wooden booths of old. No, sir. Soft, posterior-resting seats, are these. See. They completely line the wall of this L-shaped room. Quit pushing, girl! Oh, music? Why, yes. Simply place that coin into that brightly colored box there and, presto! Music, the stereo way. Hm, love that "Indian Summer." Good taste, girl. You are wondering about the pleasant temeprature? Electrically controlled. Reversible cycle: cool in summer; warm in winter Don't play with the door, boy! Yes, I know. I'm coming to it. Like to have a closed group study? Anatomy? See the partition that boy is swinging on. It slides to— like this—and there you are: your own small room with the lighting soft and moodful. Notice how it comes soft from the angle, down onto the yellow bricks. Yes, boy? For those of you who like your song around the campfire, Clyde's has installed a large refrigeratory room. It is kept full. Oh, yes, that is the kitchen—completely streamlined, huh, boy? Clyde's opens a new era in catering to your tastes. Speakig of taste, order me a hamburger, boy. Let's sit here. Ha—oh! You got part of your leg in that shoe, haven't you? Well, the tour is ended. I have tried to show you somethig of the new Clyde's, complete with curb service and cock on top. But, you know, I feel a little sad. Something there was about those hard, stiff chairs and those plank-bottomed booths. Nothing stood between you and the odor of fine food cooking before. And when nature called, you really went native—right out the back door. And, too, there is something a- bout a pot-bellied stove and a fan blowing into your face. In the old place you could spit on the floor and rub it in with your toe, and the boards glowed smooth-worn by 15 years of collegiate feet. And there was the smell. Like the Milwaukee Braves in a series game. And yet . . . You must admit, Clyde's is the epitome of American optimism. Though his students continue to disappear, Clyde builds on. Press Principles (Editor's Note: The following excerpts are from "A Statement of Principle" by the North Carolina Press Association.) I Freedom -of the press exists in a democracy, not for the power or profit or pleasure of any individual, but for the common good. The right of the people to know cannot be denied or diminished without endangering demoracy itself. It is the obligation of the press to provide accurate, timely and complete information about all developments which affect the people's political, economic or social well- being. Given facts, the people usually will reach wise decisions. The primary function of a newspaper is to report the news. The good reporter strives constantly to find and write the truth. This task, no matter how difficult, is his unescapable responsibility. To be true, a story, together with its headlines, must be honest. To be honest, it must be fair. To be fair, it must be accurate and complete. Honesty demands objectivity, the submergence of prejudice and personal conviction. Fairness demands regard for the rights of others. Accuracy demands courage, painstaking care, and perspective to assure a total picture as true as its individual facts. By Chuck Holmes Vaudeville is not dead. That was proved Thursday night when Fred Waring and His Pennsylvanians appeared for a very long concert (?) and proceeded to show his wit (?) and talent (?) to what he seemed to consider an unreceptive audience. Actually, it seemed that the show was advertised in a misleading manner. Instead of Fred Waring and His Pennsylvanians, as was advertised, is should have been The Pennsylvanians and Fred Waring. Waring brought with him to this place in "Tennessee" a chorus of what appeared to be very talented people, attired in beautiful costumes, accompanied by a group of competent musicians, presenting the most tastelessly programmed, most crudely mc'ed show this reviewer has ever witnessed. At the appointed hour on Thursday night, Waring's group marched on stage, in the dark, and then Waring came on to introduce his show to the nearly packed house. His opening was informative, and while his wit seemed to range from crude to corny, he was entertaining. The opening speech was the last creditable thing he said during the show. A photographer came to take pictures, and broke up the show; the Marshals' Club, that so graciously acted as ushers, came in, and he stopped the show, and for the rest of the evening he treated the audience to his humor (?) irregardless of what was happening in the show. The musical section started well with a medley of love songs ranging from the semi-classical to the pseudo-jazz. These went well until Gordon Goodman came out with a rather weak "On Top of Old Smoky." Goodman is undoubtedly a talented vocalist, since he has been in the field for over 20 years, but his rendition of this banal piece was ridiculous. I suppose it was meant to be serious, but many in the audience, as was shown by the suppressed and not- so - suppressed laughs heard throughout the number, considered it funny, and it was. The next section consisted of a number of animal songs. First there was the elephant, then the mice and then the turkey. Finally a young lady came out and began, of all things, "The Swan." It seemed to me to be the epitome of tasteless programming, tantamount to putting "O Holy Night" between 'Frosty, The Snowman" and "Here Comes Santa Claus." Is this product of slapstick no respect or of tastes? For some odd reason, Waring didn't divide the show for an intermission. He said that once he got the audience in, ho wasn't going to let them go. I don't think he was kidding, and before the end of that inordinately long encore, I thought I was going to have to measure my time by a calendar. Musically, the rest of the program was decent, but any effectiveness it may have had was quickly killed by Waring's comments (That's a boy—He's singing in Spanish—on and on, ad nause- um). • Finally, he left the stage, to my immense relief, but when the audience applauded, he came back on for an encore. That's fine, but when he got back he began to cry on the audience's shoulders about how he felt that the show was below par. I agreed with him. But he made excuse upon ex cuse, and these were prime examples of passing the buck. I cannot see how he could blame the quality of his show on the audience, because, on the whole, they seemed unusually kind. If he had wanted to cry, he should have waited until he got to the dressing room to do it. The best thing this reviewer can say about the performance it that had they left Waring at home and presented a number of nice standards, it might have been an outstanding show. As it was though, any merit that the music may have had was more than cancelled by the leader. It must be noted that the lyceum committee bought the show on its name, which is indeed a respected one, and had no way of knowing that a fiasco would e- volve. Thank you for bringing him, but, please, please, don't bring him back. BEAT Emory & Henry THE WESTERN CAROLINIAN Friday, Novemher 6, 1959 8 TOWN HOUSE MOTOR COURT JUstice 6-2123 . PROFESSIONAL DRUG STORE Nationally Advertised Drugs and Cosmetics Friday, November 6 The Trap Richard Widmark Lee J. Cobb Sunday, Monday November 8, 9 Double Feature Louisiana Hussy Natchez Trace Tuesday, Wednesday November 10, 11 The Big Operator Mickey Rooney Mamie Van Diren Thursday, Friday November 12, 13 The Mating of Sadie Saturday. November 14 Double Feature Rancho Notorious Back From Eternity Sunday, Monday November 15, 16 Auntie Mame Rosalind Russell Tuesday, Wednesday November 17, 18 The Gunfight At Dodge City Joel McCrea Thursday, Friday November 19, 20 Floods of Fear Howard Ke«l Do Ybu Think IbrYburself? (THROW THESE QUESTIONS INTO THE POT AND SEE WHAT COOKS*) For Friendly Service Stop At The Cullowhee Garage "We Fix 'Most Anything" Odell - Manager GAS FOR LESS at Cullowhee Hi-Way Service — Tires — Tubes — Wash — — Grease — Batteries — Oil — If your studies led you to believe you could strike oil by drilling a hole right in the middle of the campus, would you (A) keep still about it so people wouldn't think you were nuts? (B) sell stock in the proposition to all your friends? (C) get an oil man interested in the idea, even if you had to give him most of the profits? AQ BQ CD "*S2S Ed Stevens—owner Phone 9426 Cullowhee "A watched potneverboils" means (A) the man who made such a statement never watched a pot; (B) if you don't want the stew to boil over—watch it! (C) you can't hurry things by worrying about them. ADBDCQ If you saw a girl perched up in a tree reading a book, would you say, (A) "Timber!" (B) "Is the light better up there?" (C) "Will that branch hold two?" AQ BD CD Assuming cigarettes could talk, would you listen to (A) a filter cigarette that talks only about its taste? (B) a weak-tasting cigarette that talks about its filter? (C) a filter cigarette that lets its advanced filter design and full taste speak for themselves? ADBQCD Next time you light up, take a moment to think about what you really want in your filter cigarette. Most men and women who think for themselves choose VICEROY, the cigarette with the most advanced filter design of them all . . . the one cigarette with a thinking man's filter and a smoking man's taste. *If you checked (B) in three out of four of these questions, you're a pretty smart cooky —but if you checked (Q, you think for yourself! Familiar pack or crush-proof box* The Man Who Thinks for Himself Knows— ONLY VICEROY HAS A THINKING MAN'S FILTER... A SMOKING MAN'S TASTE1 0195&. Drown * WiIlUm»on Tobacco Cor*..

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.

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  • Western Carolina College
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  • Publications (documents)
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• Date
  • Date original: 1959-11-06;
  • Date digitized: 2017-09-20
• Extent
  • Dimension: 21.5" x 16"
  • Pages: 8 pages
• Subject - Topic
  • College student newspapers and periodicals
  • Cullowhee (N.C.) -- Newspapers
  • Universities and colleges -- North Carolina -- Cullowhee -- Newspapers
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  • Jackson County (N.C.)
  • Cullowhee (N.C.)
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  • Western Carolina University
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  • WCU Students Newspapers Collection
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  • HL_WesternCarolinian_1959-11-06_Vol25_No05
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  • Western Carolina University Hunter Library