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^C A MPUS MIRROR^ Published During the College Year by the Students of Spelman College, Atlanta, Georgia Volume X February 15, 1934 No. 5 From Vol. 1, No. 4, January, 1925, Issu^ of THE CAMFUS MlKKOR. Abraham Lincoln Annlizabeth Madison, ’34 “Fourscore arul seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation conceived in liberty and dedi cated to the proposition that all men are created equal.’’ One cannot be far wrong in saying that when an American hears, reads or thinks of the above lines, he thinks immediately of one of the greatest leaders of any nation in history, Abraham Lincoln. The mind of the American Negro is carried back to the Emancipation Proclamation. It is a well known fact that each year on Lincoln’s birthday, February 12, Americans, especial ly American Negroes, review in their minds the inspiring story of this Emancipator’s life. Our praises to this immortal hero are endless. Since we are being constantly re minded of Lincoln’s great leadership and the undying accomplishments which he made, I wish to turn your attention to those qualities in Lincoln which acted as forces or powers, those materials of which he was made. Let u^ think of Abraham Lincoln, a man. President Lincoln was of unusual stature, six feet, four inches, and of spare but muscular build. He had been in youth re markably strong and skillful in athletic games of the frontier where, however, his popularity and impartiality oftener made him an umpire than a champion. He had regular and prepossessing features, dark complexion, broad high forehead, promi nent cheek bones, grey deep-set eyes, and bushy black hair, turning to grey at the time of his death. Abstemious in his habits, lie possessed great physical endurance. He was almost as tender hearted as a woman. “I have not willingly planted a thorn in any man 's bosom," he was able to say. His patience was inexhaustible. He had natural ly a cheerful and sunny temper, was highly social and sympathetic, loved pleasant con versation, wit, anecdote, and laughter. Be neath this, however, ran an undercurrent of sadness. He was occasionally subject to hours of deep silence and introspection that approached a condition of trance. In man ner, he was simple, direct, void of the least affectation, and entirely free from awk wardness, oddity or eccentricity. Ilis men tal qualities were: a quick analytic per ception, strong logical powers, a tenacious (Continued on Page 2) Announcing On February 24 the University Players will present three one act plays in Howe Hall. “Area da Capo,” a satirical fan tasy by Edna St. Vincent Millay, boasts as characters, Martha Hogan and Augusta Johnson, of Atlanta University; Virginia Hannon and Ednah Bethea. “Thursday Evening,” by Christopher Morley, is a mod ern comedy. The players taking part in the play are Carolyn Lemon, Bernard Ed wards, Alice Lomax, and Thomasine Duck ett. The third play, “String of the Same- sin,” by Rita Wallman, is a symbolic story of Japanese life. Florence Warwick, Thomas Kilgore, Drew S. Days, and Mr. Coleman of Atlanta University, under the direction of Miss Anna M. Cooke, will act the parts. The first two plays mentioned are being directed by Miss Ida L. Miller. Masks Off [On February 7, Spelman College, presented at the assembly period Jim Wilson, a young explorer who, with one companion, crossed the continent of Africa on gas bicycles. It was the first time that the 1200 mile stretch from Logas, Nigeria, to the Red Sea, between Lake Tchad and the Sahara Desert, had been crossed by white men.] Margaret Stewart, ’36 The civilizations of the Avorld are like so many masks which hide the similarities of the various races and peoples. Some of these masks are more or less intricately constructed, some very pretentious, and the seemingly small matter of their coloring weighs heavily for or against the superior ity of a race. In spite of this, however, individuals here and there among the races have built up oases of friendliness where all masks are laid aside and they find them selves not the commonly accepted “su perior” and “inferior” but personalities, individuals worthy of mutual respect, mem bers of the one great race of mankind. As Mr. Jim Wilson lectured to the audi ence in Howe Memorial Hall on February 7th, pinning on thoughts here and there with a bit of keen-pointed witticism, he was not taking us into Africa or Nigeria or the impenetrable heart of the jungles where throbbing tom-tom rhythms lure the feet of the curious. No; as we sat there and listened, we found ourselves in the land of human understanding; and there we spoke and understood readily the lan guage of good will. We were unconscious of pity for “those poor savages” as we watched them helping their visitors out of tight places, pulling and tugging cheerfully at the cumbersome motorcycles. We might have felt something of envy as Mr. Wilson held before astonished eyes, handmade cush ions, rugs and cloth of beautifully blench'd colors and of texture suited to their uses; or We might have felt something of in- (Uontinued on Page 1)