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The Campus Mirror Spelman Community Council Back Rou': Evelyn Pittman, Miss Cooke, Annie Motley, Dr. Albro, Dean Lyons, Clara Stanton. Front Row: Mamie Bynes, Birdie Scott, Carrie Adams, Margarite Simon, Curtis Miller, Frankie Butler, and Lottie Lyons. Ivy Oration On Thinking and Wishing Cora Estelle Douthard, ’33 Americans are affected by a peculiar wish-coinplex. So prevalent is this complex that it is impossible to say that we as a nation have the fundamental characteristics of the ivy, for the ivy vine never hesitates to climb and grow and cling, in the face of all difficulties. We, however, sit down and plan to become millionaires. Yet when the time comes to execute our plans, we doubt fully withdraw and announce that money i>n't everything, some one has to be poor. We would like to see our names in flaming bill board head lines, yet we sorrowfully remind ourselves that Douglas Fairbanks and Norma Shearer have set the publicity standard so high that we’d never have a chance. A freshman comes into college planning to be a football captain, the band leader, and honor student and a student of high integrity. After he meets the first few classes, he lowers his goal-posts and apologizes to himself for wanting t'» take so many honors, when he i> only a mere freshman. An office worker wishes an increase in salary, but does he ask his boss for it ? He does not, but comes home to his wife and enlarges on his merits and the reasons why he should have tin* boss’s job. The salary increase, however, is never realized because he is afraid to ask the boss. Certain groups of students sit calmly by, gently accepting what ante bellum administrations would have them receive, because they are afraid to ask the administration for what they want. A factory strike is started and every man is the heartiest supporter in the group until someone doubtfully wonders “if we can put over our point,” or “hadn’t we better abandon this strike and keep our jobs safe?” People who have the wish-attitude, ac companied bv the Tm-afraid-T-can't-do-it complex are those who form the masses, not the classes. The law of averages re quires that some do better than others, but does it require that the majority of mankind be satisfied with obscurity? Too many of us are inclined to doubt our selves- -to wish for things, yet fear we won’t succeed. \Ye are afraid to push out for our selves. It you don’t win honor for yourself, who do you think is going to cram his down your throat? Do you think Al Smith would be the present Al Smith had he not wilfully come out of the slums and made a place for himself? Or suppose Henry Ford had timidly sat down and lamented that opening a car factory was a mighty big job and In* would more than likely fail. Would Lindbergh ever have made the flight of his life if he had woefully sat down and (Continued on Page 15) 1 1 Our Heritage Birdie Lucii.e Scott, '33 What shall we do with our heritage? From the dim dark caves of the past it has come; From heights which only star-dwellers can know; From sea-depths fathomed, but now, by man; And from souls of old bards clear visions still come. We accept with reverent pride. With humility deep and sincere, The challenge this heritage offers Without dismay or fears. As heirs, we’ve received from the past Not treasures of silver or gold, But f ar more permanent jewels It is now our pleasure to hold. A part of our legal estate, Of land explored, consists, But much of our heritage As virgin soil exists. Where and how shall we Our heritage fully invest That the profits which we gain Will meet a genuine test? We’ll sow the seeds in the soil Of the lives of men we meet, Enrich their coffers with happiness And await the harvest complete. As legatees worthv the trust Which our fathers committed to us, As honest sharers of every good: Of courage and trust, of faith and hope, Be it ours to endow the future With treasures richer than ours. 0 souls of our distant past! How it stirs our hearts to think Of the patience with which you strove That we at rare fountains might drink. I he throb of the hardship and toil Of those who have gone before Purges our souls to the depths, Drives us to find the right door. Now meet we the challenge of fathers W ith resolves, both piercing and keen, To find the hunted-for paths Which by them were glimpsed, but not seen. 1 At Any ROGERS STORE You will find always the best { grocery values—plus courteous j service and full appreciation of ! your patronage.