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AUGUST 19, 1947
Smooth
Congrats to our new dietitian on
her improvement and change in
our food.
Rubye, you seem to have a long
list of admirers. Who’s your choice,
Fuller or might it be someone else?
Congrats to Margaret Lyle for
being high bowler for the week at
the Ska-Bowl.
Miss Weaver now has the library
on banking hours. About banking
hours, that is.
Douglas Dye can’t seem to make
up his mind. All the time I thought
his true love was Ann. Maybe he
has several true loves.
Seen sporting diamonds: Anne
Green and Anne Sullivan. .
If you have lost your wedding
band, you may find it in the dining
hall —that is if you want to find it.
Has Nancy been forgot? Solon
seems to be giving Jean Lee a big
rush now.
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Ever-on-the-move Bobby Walters
now has his attentions centered on
Barbara Kimbell.
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If you want the latest on Politics,
see Charles Smith. Incidentally
girls, he hasn’t been kissed yet—!
that is by the feminine sex.
NEWSJRIEFS
THE PRESIDENT ON VACATION
President Ingram and his family,
consisting of Mrs. Ingram; their
daughter, Anne; and Conally In
gram, a nephew, expect to leave on
their vacation August 20. While in
Canada, Mr. Ingram expects to visit
the cooperatives in Nova Scotia.
On his return, he will attend the
Social Science Academy which
meets in Philadelphia the 7, 8 and
9 of September. Mr. Ingram at
tends this meeting on Science,
Philosophy and Religion each yeaitf
Or
MR. ACKLEN PROMOTED
Mr. S. H. Acklen, for a number
of years business manager, has
been promoted by the Regents of
the University System of Georgia
to the position of Comptroller. This
gives Mr. Acklen complete charge
of financial matters, as well as the
business management concerning
the school. The position of comp
troller means that he is treasurer
of all funds and is held responsible
for their collections and distribu
tion. Mr. Acklen added to his staff
in the bookkeeping office Mrs. Ma
bel Radcliff, who was formerly con
nected with business offices in At
lanta and Carrollton.
FALL FACULTY MEETING
President Ingram announces that
the fall meeting of the faculty will
take place at the college September
19 at ten o’clock. This meeting
will be attended by Vice Chancel
lor Edens of the Regent’s Office.
Preliminary work for this confer
ence has been done by Dean Rob
erts, Miss Weaver, Miss Jenkins
and Miss Katie Downs. It has been
the custom of the faculty to meet
in advance of the fall opening for
a number of years.
The freshmen will assemble on
the afternoon of September 23. The
formal opening of the college will
take place on September 30, at
which time a distinguished speaker
will -take part in the convocation
exercises.
o—r —
Dr. L. E. Roberts will represent
the college at Jackson Lake, August
22. This conference has been call
Lenin and Trosky are praying to
their nightmares.
Solon Ware is the new civil ser
vice agent for the Kremlin. He is
peddling tickets like the Bolsheviki
peddled communism, to all parts of
Scenic Russia with a super guaran
tee that Russian communism is
1000% Stalinism.
News Flash: Grover Bearden and
Douglas Rice have signed a $1,000,-
000,000 contract with the Brooklyn
Brush-Hoppers. Is Dixie Walker’s
face red? Last reports they were
catching “flies”.
Bill Anthony has turned over a
new leaf. He vows to clean his
room up at least once a month.
Did you hear Night-n-Gale Tray
lor over the local network recent
ly? Instead of stars, I now have
tears in my eyes.
To all . interested parties who
thought that Mrs. Shannon was
leaving: Beware! She isn’t!
Ruby Traylor should have some
new “views” and “cues” on a “Rose
Gallery”.
Lovell Roberts is reported to be
whiz with girls—any verification.
Seen together at a dark movie:
Douglas Warren and Rowena Hyatt.
ed by Dr. M. D. Collins looking to
ward the working out of a plan for
adding the twelfth grade to the
Georgia high school system. Dr.
Collins, along with his associates,
Mr. Cherry and associated commit
tees have done extensive work in
this field. This conference has for
its purpose the final consummation
of plans which will be adopted in
this state.
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Mrs. Guy Shannon, who has been
Acting Dean of Women, will be
come a permanent member of West
Georgia College staff as Assistant
Dean of Women in charge of the
housing of women. She will also
be hostess at Adamson Hall. In
fact, the duties of Mrs. Shannon
will be very much as they have
been.
Changes in the staff were due to
the continuance of Miss Sara Ward’s
leave. Her mother has been seri
ously ill for two years. Mrs. Shan
non has had previous experience at
Middle Georgia College. She has
endeared herself to the staff mem
bers here and it is with pleasure
that she becomes a permanent
member of our staff.
Astin, Herndon And
Martin Fill Vacancies
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Kappa Psi Fraternity and in mid-
September he will resume his stu
dies in Augusta as a sophomore.
MR. TOM HERNDON
Mr. Herndon is a fine example of
a local boy who has returned home
to make good. He attended school
at W.G.C. before going to Emory.
Leaving Emory he continued his
schooling at the University of
Georgetown, Washington, D. C.
During the war Mr. Herndon
worked for the army in the Adju
tant Generals Department in Wash
ington, D. C. Upon completion of
his service, he return to Carrollton
to take up the duties as head of
the Carrollton Service Council. At
present Mr. Herndon is engaged at
THE WEST GEORGIAN
W.G.C. as a Social Science teacher
and is a local Lawyer of great
promise.
MISS JOSEPHINE MILLICENT
MARTIN
When asked what the “JO"—-as
she is known —is short for, Miss
Martin looked down; when asked
for her full name, she shuddered
and turned to run. Before she
could escape, we managed to obtain
these facts. Later we learned her
full name!
Her home is Lula, Georgia. Lula
is close to Gainesville, in case you
are wondering. In June of 1947,
she completed her course of study
at the University of Georgia.
In the fall, she plans to go to
Duke University Hospital where
she will be a student Dietitian.
Miss Martin’s favorite sports are
bowling, baseball, football, and fish
ing. One of her many ambitions is
to settle down in a one room cot
tage on Lake Trahlyte with the
man of her dreams. We wish her
well, but we think she will be a
better Dietitian!
CONDEMING THE
GEORGIA PRESS
By Bill Anthony
In the recent past and even now
a great deal of criticisms are being
hurled at the newpapers of Geor
gia. This statement is a forgeone
conclusion that everyone knows. It
was just restated to remind those
who have forgotten.
They (those who are criticising)
are even going so far as to say that
a free press exists in our little re
public in name only. I have drawn
the conclusion from reading their
criticisms that the two powerful
Northern or industry controlled At
lanta papers make up the Georgia
Press. They say we don’t have free
dom of press but only the Atlanta
papers are the object of their criti
cisms. No one ever bothers to lash
out at the Augusta or Columbus
scandal sheets. But still they insist
no freedom of press.
It seems that the tar majority of
our papers by striking out at the
K.K.K. and other forces of evil that
seek to engulf Georgia are undem
ocratic. These papers do not re
flect the pulse of the public. They
don’t mirror the opinions of the
people. They are leading the way
to a bureaucracy controlled by hte
northern industrialist.
No one is in the least bit jealous
of the papers that are leadirfg
fights for improved communities
and a better Georgia. No one is
seeking personal gain. Just to pro
tect we, the uninformed public,
they are fighting so that we may
know the real truth. They don’t
want we the people, to be misin
formed by the sensationalists who
now control the papers and editor
alize the news.
Are we not fortuate to have such
men in Georgia—those who are
fighting for the right. Is it not
fortunate that there are a few pa
pers left who tell us the truth. If
it were not for these few, the poor
people of Georgia would have to go
on reading the untruths that the
northern capitalist want us to be
lieve. Is it not fortunate that sev
eral papers hold out for the white
supremacy so that we won’t be
overrun by the negroes. Are we
not lucky to have a Georgia paper
here and there to uphold the K.K.
K., so that wonderful organization
can continue to fight for our rights?
It is now time for all good Geor
gians to rise up and put those aw
ful northern or industry-controlled
papers in their place. Are you not
afraid? Certainly any day now one
of these Yankee papers is going to
declare itself the rightful govern
ment of all Georgians.
Attention: Beware: All Georgians
read only what they (those who be
little our press) want you to, and
certainly Georgia will pass into the
hands of some horrible evil force.
FOR MEN ONLY
By Rubye Traylor
Someone asked me, “What do
you like best about West Georgia?”
Unhesitatingly, I replied, “MEN.”
Before he got that well-known
gleam in his eye and started howl
ing, I quickly explained, “Well, af
ter four years in a girl’s school,
what do you expect? This coeduca
tion deal has my wholehearted ap
proval.” And so the conversation
went on, and we played tennis that
afternoon. Another new friend, just
like that.
Now you see, that’s what I mean.
Alright, then, I’ll explain. Sum
mer school, people said, is fun.
You’ll have a good time. I was al
ways a bit leary of it during the
last four summers which had been
filled with helping Moms around
the house, swimming with my little
brother, an occasional movie—with
my brother, and a rare event was
one of those things called a DATE,
with a soldier or sailor or marine
who happened to be home on leave.
Now I’ll admit things were some
what better last summer, but you’ll
have to admit that most boys who
come home from service and are
content to stay there, usually fall
Into three categories, to-wit: un
available, unavoidable, or undesir
able.
Okay, so I have to go to summer
school in order to reach next year,
I say to Dean Gunn, (Yep, fellows,
the same one!) I’ll go to West
Georgia. (He thought it a good
idea.)
My first introduction to West
Georgia MEN came before I even
hit the campus. It was overwhelm
ing. I was rather gaily and whole
heartedly welcomed into the "fam
ily” before the whole APO club
and their dates (who were and are
swell, too,) on top of Pine Moun
tain—the chairman of said recep
tion committee I cannot, upon my
honor, reveal!
Then, at a safe distance, I began
to size up these West Georgia men.
Having a -very understanding date,
who has known me for ten years
and who knows all my peculiarities,
I gave my reaction and opinion,
and he either stamped his approval
or corrected my thinking. Inter
estingly enough, we agreed almost
to a man. And what are these qual
ities by which I set up my standard
for a West Georgia man —or any
other man? You really want to
know? Alright. Hang on to your
bootstraps.
First, friendliness, which neces
sarily includes a friendly smile.
This does not mean to imply that
old "where - have - you-been-all-my
life, baby” drool. That went out
with hobble-skirts and spats. Psy
chologists say it isn’t the first word
you speak, it’s the first smile that
makes the impression, lasting or
otherwise. Of course, the first re
quirement for a good smile is good
looking teeth, so the tooth paste
ads say. I agree, don’t you?
Second, at West Georgia, at Tim
buctoo, at Kaiamazoo, there’s no
quicker way to a girl’s heart than
through a little avenue called cour
tesy. Sure, "I know that God made
man and woman; woman sinned,
and God’s been punishing her ever
since,” BUT don’t you think that’s
all the more reason for the male
species to perform the more simple
rites of courtesy almost forgotten
during wartime?
Third, the thing I have found
most likeable in West Georgia men
is your ability to converse intelli
gently. I certainly don’t mean by
this that I think you are good “bull
shooters.” Perhaps some of you
are, but you can always tell “in
telligent bulling" from prefabricat
ed bulling.” There is such a varie
ty of individuals on campus, and
again, I don't mean “characters”
or “cards” I believe is your word
for them. It’s so much fun discov
ering new personalities that I real
ly do extend my sympathy to those
who have not found it for them
selves. The one way to grow in
knowledge, said one of my college
profs, is to converse with all types
of people. I believe It.
These qualities are only a few
that West Georgia men as a whole
meet. Of course girls always watch
for personal neatness, cleanliness
in speech and actions, and other
general qualities. A friend said,
“Tell all the bad points, too,” but
I answered, and truthfully, too,
that I had not found any worth
mentioning, and if I had, I prob
ably wouldn’t anyway. That’s di
plomacy, you know!
South America—
Take It Away!
J. Mac Longley
Having been asked to write a
short article on Brazil by one of
the editors, I shall attempt to com
ply with this epistle.
To begin with, let me state that I
do not regard myself as an authori
ty on international affairs in any
sense of the word, and any authori
tative sounding statement herein
must be taken with a pound of salt.
It was, however, my good fortune
to have the opportunity to observe
the Brazilian at close range for a
few months, and if I can help clari
fy some of the general mistaken
ideas about our southern neighbors,
this article will have accomplished
its purpose.
When our tramp steamer, the S.
S. Rustbucket, arrived in the trop
ics, the rainy season had just set
in. The weather was marvelous
when it wasn’t horrible and we
were able to get in quite a bit of
sight-seeing. The heat was terrific.
On several occasions, it was neces
sary to wait until one or two
o’clock in the morning to take a
shower, due to the fact that the
"cold” water had been heated by
the sun to a degree which made it
unbearable. Even late at night,
the water would leave one with a
bright red color. This was prefer
able, though, to going without a
daily bath, as the cumulative ef
fects of equatorial perspiration
hardly encourages friendship with
the rest of the crew.
Our main port of call was the
town of Pernambuco or Recife as
it is sometimes called. This city
has roughly the population of New
Orleans. The port itself is big and
bustling as contrasted with the
sleepy, sprawling town. The chief
import at present is flour.
Having squared away our duties
aboard ship, we venture over to
town some morning and having
forced our way past the waterfront
bars and “Sea Bulls,” we enter the
city proper. There, we see a sur
prising number of new American
automobiles flying through the
narrow streets at unbelievable
speeds. The traffic set up is gear
ed for horse-carts and without any
traffic-cops, the Brazilian flair for
recklessness really comes into its
own. At first glance, it would seem
that life in a South American town
is a continual screeching of tires
and roaring of motors.
The peons or laboring class show
a complete lack of any tendency to
ward haste as contrasted to the au
tomobile owners. They plod around
all day on little donkeys or afoot,
selling fruit or doing their menial
tasks. Their living conditions are
at rock bottom and it is here that
communist agitators and other in
ternational riff-raff find fertile
ground for their seeds of unrest.
During my stay, a small communist
demonstration was quelled by the
pro-democratic government.
Living conditions in Brazil are,
on the whole, much worse than in
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