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^CAMPUS ^MIRROR^ Published during the College Year by the Students of Spelman College. Atlanta. Georgia Volume XI December 15, 1934 No. 3 Music'. "Music That Lifts Us In One Breath to Heaven" Z. Mawryck Dfff, ’35 The daily routine on a college campus is strenuous yet some find that even a hard practice with the glee club or chorus is en- j< able. It is music! It is recreation! It makes >omeone else happy! On Wednesday night, November 28, 1934, the Spelman College Music department of fered a program largely of piano numbe s with several violin and soprano solo num bers sprinkled in. The glee club sang Done Paid M >/ Vow to Tlir l.ord. "I he program was interesting and exalting. At Vesper services in the Sisters (.’impel, Sunday. December 2, 1934, the Spelmun- .\forehou.-e chorus sang a cantata //car Mg Prm/rr by Mendelssohn. Mrs. Mnise, one of the “music faculty" carried the solo beauti fully. Many visitors showed an apprecia tive and spontaneous reaction. Come to Ves per at Spelman College every Sunday at 3 p.m. for you never know what pleasure is in store for you. The Christmas Carol Concert is our next special program. Our critics say that it is our most picturesque presentation of the year. We are practicing early and late to please you again. Come to our concert, Thursday evening, December 20, 1934, and we will attempt to take you to Germany, Austria. Mexico, Italy, Normadv, France, England and other countries. American and Czech songs are included and Negro songs from St. Helena Island like Marg Had de 7jittlr Hah>f, Mari/ Had a Hahg and one ar rangement of It. Nathaniel Dett, II (tsti t That a Mighty Dag. We announce with good confidence and cheer that the Spelman-Morehouse chorus is taking you to many lands—through >ong on Thursday evening, Decmeber 20, Have A New Christmas As this issue goes to press, Christmas creeps slowly and stealthily upon us. With in a few days it will have come and gone— leaving behind it a peaceful, sweet memory, carelessly intermingled with discarded wrappers, cards and the thousand and one other Christmas accumulations that over whelm one during this season. It is the one brief interim in which man forgets for a moment the burden of living and allows himself one great, carefree fling. The whole world becomes one hilarious mass of giving and receiving—but that is on the outside. Behind the scenes what is hap pening? Families are starving. Dingy chil dren peer out of broken windows with tears streaming down their cheeks as others race merrily down the street. Mothers and fath ers kneel and rend heart-breaking prayer* to God that, though they suffer, their children won’t have to know the sorrows of a giftless Christmas—Yet life goes on like this. Unfortunately at that time, the social breach is greater than ever. True, a few philanthropic rich try to ease their con science by distributing useful gifts among the less fortunate while social organizations do as much as they can—Yet something is lacking. We are not fanatics about giv ing, but we do believe that Christmas is the season when one should make supreme sacrifices. Give, give, give until it hurts! And then see what a pleasant aching that hurt can be! By giving we do not mean the exchange of gifts because of friendly or social relations, but the absolute donation of toys and necessities where they are needed. For every cent you spend the genu ine appreciation that you will receive will be worth five times that much. Would you not rather, then, spend five dollars help fully and receive fifty times that much in happy hearts, beaming countenances, cheer ful smiles and deep-seated appreciation than the same amount in material ex change. Then help us make this a spiritual Christmas as well as a material one—For was it not originally intended so? We leave this question with you in this, our last issue of 1934. We hope that throughout the year we have omitted nothing, for time once lost can never be regained. Thus we heartily ask you to make one supreme ef fort to gladden someone's heart before 1934 fades away—and is gone. 1934. in Sisters Chapel, Spelman College campus. The Spelman Music Department and the Spelman-Morehouse chorus extend to you A JOYFUL YULETIDK!