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CAMPUS MIRROR
Atlanta, Morehouse, Spel-
inan Employees Federal
Credit Union
There was organized, during the lat
ter part of 1936, the Atlanta, Morehouse,
Spelnian Employees Federal Credit
Union, the first annual meeting being
held January 25, 1937. At that time the
following Board of Directors was elect
ed: Mr. John 1\ Whittaker, Mr. F. C.
Gassett, Miss Florence M. Read, Miss
Viola Branham, Mr. B. T. Harvey, Mr.
P. M. Davis, and Miss C. Janet Clark.
This board has met every month of the
past year except one. At the monthly
meetings, reports were received from the
treasurer, Mr. Harvey, and the credit
committee, Mr. Gassett, chairman, and
also regular audits from the supervisory
committee were reported by Mrs. Pliern
G. Rockefeller Stanley.
The membership of this union has in
creased approximately (50 per cent—from
37 member’s recorded January 25, 1937,
to 59. There have been four withdrawals,
thus leaving the total membership at the
end of the year, 55.
The purpose of this organization is
very well explained in the report which
states that the “Federal Credit Union is
a cooperative association organized for-
promoting thrift among its members and
for creating a sound credit for provident
or protective purposes and is operated
and managed on Democratic principles.”
This organization encourages thrift and
when it is known that a member is in
need, it encourages him to avail himself
of the services of the organization. In
order to acquaint employees of the three
institutions with the organization and to
solicit their membership, mimeographed
information is distributed to the em
ployees from time to time.
Because of the irregularity of month
ly investments, the activities of the Credit
Union have been somewhat limited. It
is hoped, however, that in the next year,
each member will be able to invest a sum
in the union each month, for in a busi
ness of this type, there must be a con
tinuous flow of money in as well as out.
The Credit Union earned enough to clear
its indebtedness, but not enough to set
up a reserve fund required by law or to
pay a dividend.
After an investigation of the books of
the Credit Union, the Federal examiner
reported the following: “You have done
well. The good results that you have ob
tained are but the results of the leader
ship in the Union. The continued pro
gress will more than ever reflect that
leadership. Your future looms bright
and presents such a challenge as I feel
sure you will not fail to heed and accept.
May you continue in your enthusiasm
and in your intelligent work so as to
pave the way by your example and
through your experience that others may
follow in your footsteps.”
Nothing More Beautiful
What is more beautiful than a morning’s
organ prelude,
Sun beams, radiant, through stained glass
windows.
Happy youths singing morning hymns
of praises,
Young lips chanting morning prayers of
worship ?
What is more beautiful than our chapel
service ?
Nothing! Nothing is more beautiful!
Association of Teachers in
Negro Colleges
A meeting in which all the students
of the Atlanta University System, and
indeed all Negro students everywhere
will surely be interested is the second an
nual session of the Association of Teach
ers of English in Negro Colleges, to be
held at Atlanta University, March 25 and
26. A carefully planned program is in
preparation, and a large number have
already promised to attend.
Family Financing
How is it you clothe your six boys on
such pay?
I know you will think it conceited and
queer,
But I do it because “I’m a good finan
cier.”
There is Pete, John, Jim, and Joe and
William and Ned;
A half dozen boys to be clothed up and
fed.
And I buy for them all good, plain vic
tuals to eat.
But clothing—I only buy clothing for
Pete.
When Pete’s clothing is too small for
him to get on,
My wife makes ’em over and gives ’em
to John.
When for John, who is ten, they have
grown out of date,
She just makes ’em over for Jim, who
is eight.
When for Jim they become too ragged
to fit,
She just makes ’em over for Joe, who is
six.
And when little Joseph can wear ’em no
more,
She just makes ’em over for Ned, who is
two.
So you see, if I get enough clothing for
Pete,
The family is furnished with clothing
complete.
And when Ned has got through with the
clothing, and when
He has thrown it aside, what do you do
with it then?
Why, once more we go ’round the circle
complete
And begin to use it for patches for Pete.
—From The Normal Index.
Transformation
Penelope Bullock, ’41
Five years ago, many little dusky-red
frame houses were the northeastern next-
door neighbors of Spelman College.
Some were constructed out of planks
r u n n i n g horizontally, some out of
planks running vertically. But, all of
them had foreign looking boards inef
ficiently substituting for missing ones.
Houses, yet only cardboard boxes shrink
ing from the strong winter wind that
sent astray the gray smoke struggling
from their chimneys. Yes, some smoke,
but not enough to insure the comfort
of all those unfortunate people whose
lives were merely being wasted. These
houses, displaying varied amateur archi
tectural ability, lined streets just as
varied—crooked streets, straight streets,
streets going uphill, streets going down
hill, all more or less narrow, practically
all of them lacking essential parts. Only
a few were in their entirety: their sole
constituent was Georgia clay. Sloven
streets they were, covered with long
deserted newspapers, prospective fire
wood, ill-fated bottles lying in fragments,
and anything and everything that was
not washed away by the last rain. Along
the edges of the sidewalk uncovered,
dilapidated garbage cans wearily leaned
against dead trees. The dominating red
clay of the dwarf-like yards offered a
peculiar contrast to the maroonish-red of
the houses. Even nature had refused
to display her matchless beauties in such
surroundings. Slums.
And then, one memorable day, the very
foundations of this slum were rocked
as a terrific, but intentional blast took
in its wake one of the little houses. It
was not an ordinary blast; in it was sym
bolically embodied the destruction of the
entire slum section which was soon to
give way to a more glorified type of
residential section.
And such is the University Housing
Project. Magnificently constructed brick
apartments, symbolizing security,
achievement, and beauty, stand across
Greensferry Street from Spelman Col
lege. These monuments to modern archi
tecture defy the winter wind, which must,
alas, seek other routes if it aims toward
destruction. The streets also show dis
tinct signs of improvement. They seem
to be no longer dangerous paths leading
to uncertain destinations, but carefully
constructed highways leading to success
and happiness. They are well lighted
and well kept. Through the guidance of
man, Nature has spread a green, velvety
carpet in the yards and has lent the
beauty of her trees and bushes to fur
ther exalt the surroundings—the trans
figuration of slums into respectable
homes.