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THE CAMPUS MIRROR
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MOREHOUSE-SPELMAN
CONCERT
Evelyn* Pitt max, ’33
The Morehouse-Spelman concert was given
Friday evening, October 18, in Sales Hall at
Morehouse College, under the direction of Pro
fessor Kemper Harreld. Every division of the
music department was represented by one or
more numbers. The Morehouse Orchestra
opened the program with a march, “Col
lege Memories,” by Robinson. The vocal soloists
for the evening were Simon Clements, tenor,
from Morehouse and Evelyn Pittman, contralto,
from Spelman.
Mr. Clements sang very beautifully, “O Didn't
It Rain," by Burleigh.
Miss Pittman sang “New Born Babe," Negro
Folk Song. The quartetts from Morehouse and
Spelman sang so well that encores were urged
and were gladly given.
The four piano solos by Beatrice Brock, Jose
phine Harreld, Roseland Dixon and Carol
Blanton were especially well received. Hinton
Jones of Morehouse gave a violin solo, ‘Ado
ration,” by Borowski.
The Morehouse Glee Club sang “A Brown
Bird Singing,” by Wood, and the Spelman Glee
Club sang “Sunshine in Rainbow Valley,” by
Hamblen. A particularly happy ending to the
concert was the merry little song, portraying
country joys and holiday, entitled, “Come to the
I’air," by Martin, sung by the chorus.
Misses Irene Dobbs and Naomi Hayman of
Spelman, and Mr. Herbert Mells of Morehouse
accompanied at the piano for different numbers.
THE STORY TELLING
CLUB
Lois Davenport, ’30
Scheduled on the college activity calendar
for the month was the meeting of the V heatley-
Fauset Story Telling Club, on October 22, at
4:45 o’clock in Laura Spelman Rockefeller Me
morial assembly room.
Soft victrola music suggested quietness while
the club assembled and were seated in a semi
circle. Cut flowers and a Turkish rug gave a
home-like atmosphere.
After the piano prelude by Frances Callier,
the president, Samantha Howard, cordially wel
comed the old and new members and explained
the purpose of the club.
The chairman of the program committee,
Frankie Berry, after briefly outlining the plans
for the year, announced the following program:
A Story—“Violet"—Elnora James.
Piano Selection—Prelude in C Major—
Marjorie Stewart.
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THE LAUNDRY’S
SOLILOQUY
Ermatine Hill, ’31
I wonder if I am thought of very much now
adays. It seems as if I am becoming less and
less important to the students. I know I am
very lonesome at five o’clock in the morning.
By that time I would always be lighted up and
could hear at a distance the voices and hastening
steps of the girls coming. If my door was not
open, their cries could be heard asking admit
tance. When my door was opened, they would
come tumbling in and scurry to their work.
Some would leave in a short time and others
would remain until the breakfast bell rang.
All the morning I sheltered those who worked
continuously. At lunch time my rooms were
again filled with those who came to gather and
iron their clothes. From that time until five
o'clock my ironing room was filled.
Some have remarked that they are glad the
girls have stopped visiting me because their
sleep is undisturbed until the rising bell.
After a silence the soliloquy went on.
Well, I do believe I am as much thought of
as in the days past. At least I am not thought
of with dread. I myself was not dreaded as
much as the five o’clock rising hour.
I am more attractive now. My floors are
smooth, and instead of the white and colored
boards there are such conveniences as: the
mangier, the washing machines, the steam
presses and the box shelves in which the clothes
are placed after ironing.
The only time I see the girls now is when
they hurry in with their bag of laundry and
when they hurry out with a neat pile of ironed
clothes. They are happy, so why shouldn't I be?
Her voice hushed and her doors closed.
Evening had come.
Professor: “Who started the Lion’s Club?”
Fair Co-ed: “Daniel, Sir. Daniel, I sup
pose.”
Reading—“Oxens”—Mrs. Rogers Henderson.
Miss Juola, adviser of the club, suggested
programs of original stories and that honors
be awarded for the best stories. She also listed
various story realms from which to choose story
material, and assured the club of her cooperation
and interest in its work. Miss Roudabush and
Miss McGhee expressed approval and en
couragement.
On leaving, each person was served with pea
nuts and mints and was cordially invited to
attend the meetings regularly every second Tues
day of the month.
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AUTUMN HIKES
THE Y. W. C. A. CABINET HIKE
By Mary Dr Bose
The V. W. C. A. Cabinet, with Miss Mc
Ghee, planned a long hike to the thick woods
northwest of Atlanta for the afternoon of
Saturday, October 26. Comfortably clad for
hiking, the party set out at a good swing. As
they passed beyond the city limits, they began
singing rounds and other songs to lighten their
pace. Turning off the main road, they made
their own path through the woods picking and
naming the various flowers and weeds as they
went.
Coming to an ideal resting place the hikers sat
around and refreshed themselves with juicy
stalks of sugar cane, bought on the way, and in
the meantime recited appropriate nature poems
which the woods and autumn scenes suggested.
They also sang favorite songs and all talked
freely, telling stories of their own home life:
experiences of city girls and of country girls,
of the only child in the family and of children
in large families.
Following the habit of explorers, the
wanderers selected a suitable place to cook the
supper which had been provided and then
tramped on. Growing quite thirsty, they stopped
at a farm house and had a good drink of cool
well water. On and on they tramped, enjoying
everything and alert to notice the different
trees, plants, colors and tints. They collected
many interesting specimens to examine later.
The colors of red, gold, brown and yellow-
leaves brightened the dark woods.
Emerging from the deep forest, they turned
to go back to the spot chosen for cooking sup
per, and, returning from the broad valley up a
steep bank to where lay the tracks of the L. and
X. railroad, they beheld a scene of rare beauty.
The colors of the western sky which had been
hidden from view by the thick forest were now-
revealed. The sunset colors blending with the
vari-colored leaves of groups of trees in the
valley to the west seemed to reflect each other.
The effect of this scene was silent reverence,
which culminated in a poetic mood, and, sitting
down, the hikers recalled lines, stanzas, and en
tire poems which took new meanings before this
beautiful sunset glow which filled the entire
valley.
Returning to the spot marked for cooking
supper, the explorers made a fire and jubilantly
roasted wieners, and toasted marshmallows.
This was fun! They ate until Miss McGhee be
came alarmed about overtaxed digestive sys
tems; but still they ate and chatted until almost
dark. Then extinguishing the fire, they hurried
out of the darkening woods. Some became
frightened, and all scurried along, because no
one wished to be lost in the woods. Coming
again into the open, they sang more songs as
the mood struck them. It was indeed a day to
be remembered.
Professor: “Who was the king of France
during the Revolution?”
Soph, (confused); “Louis the thirteenth—
er—no, the fifteenth—no, the fourteenth, no
—er—well, any way he was in iiis teens.”