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3 CAMPUS MIRROR DR. MAYS AND MISS READ Spelman and Morehouse — Sister and Brother Colleges Ever since the early history of the two in stitutions, there has been a close relationship between Spelman and Morehouse Colleges. The earliest Spelman graduates of the college department attended all their classes on Morehouse campus. In 1929 both schools be came members of the Atlanta University System. A certain spirit of friendliness exists be tween the students of the two colleges, a spirit which the term brother-sister relation ship describes very accurately. There are several organizations which have as members both Spelman and Morehouse students, among them the University Play ers, the Atlanta-Spelman-Morehousc Chorus, and the Atlanta-Spelman-Morehouse Orches tra. There is also a great deal of cooperation between the Christian organizations of the two colleges, the Y. M. C. A. and the Y. W. C. A. During the year these two organi zations have occasional joint meetings. Stu dents from either college attend lectures, plays, entertainments and other social af fairs that are given at the other college. Spelman students support Morehouse stu dents in any sort of competitive undertaking, such as football or basketball games. The two colleges have a system of teacher exchange, and both Spelman and Morehouse students are able to take on the other campus courses not offered on their own. Students of both colleges receive medical attention at MacVicar Hospital. For a brief period in 1942, Morehouse students were served their meals in Morgan Hall, the Spelman dining hall. The spirit of cooperation and friendliness which grows up between students of the two institutions during their college years often culminates in the marriage of a Spelman woman to a Morehouse man. The Events of Freshman Week (Continued from page 1) spoke to us on “How to Register.” We spent the remainder of the day and Tuesday regis tering at Atlanta University Library. Classes started Wednesday, September 22, 1943. SELECTED “The more you know the fewer your com petitors.” “A word often hurts more than a wound." An Introduction to the Male Shortage or Freshman Week at Spelman College Myrene Gray, ’47 The first day at Spelman was unofficial, but interesting just the same: we met the girls who were to be our classmates, school mates, and roommates for a whole year perhaps four. There was no doubt about it — Spelman was an institution of higher learning for girls, for they were very much in evidence: fat girls and thin girls, tall girls, short girls and medium girls — but above all — GIRLS! There wasn’t a single representative of the masculine specie within eyesight. This phe nomenon was a much discussed topic until bedtime, which is the same for all here (could that be the spirit of Democracy?). You may retire sooner, but not later. For the next week, we were examined: psychologically, physically, mathematically, and certainly critically. There were brighter sides to our period of orientation, among them encouraging speech es by outstanding persons who were as much impressed by us as we were by them (so they said). Having been informed that we were to have a few parties near the close of the week, one by ourselves and another with the class of ’47 from Morehouse (!!) — we be came a little jubilant. Of course, knowing what to expect from a “Hen-party,” we en joyed ourselves as much as was possible considering the fact that our mental process es were functioning mainly in pursuing thoughts of what the future (meaning the next night) might hold for us. We soon found out. The following evening, properly lipsticked, powdered and dressed at our best, we young ladies of Spelman made rapid transit of the slice of campus that separated us from Howe Hall and the evening’s entertainment. Still hopeful after indulging in a mature version of “Ring Around the Rosy” with our guests, during which introductions were made, a few words exchanged between strains of music to which we were supposed to march se dately, we mused in vain on that fascinating art, the dance (with a broad “A”). If we hadn’t come to our senses, we should be musing yet, for the only dance we performed was in solitary splendor back to the dormi tory. Please, “Fair Spelman,” we beg of you, don’t force our lovely new formals to de teriorate in our boudoirs! A visit to the Atlanta University Library proved most interesting. Not only does it have an excellent collection of reading ma terial, but this wonderful structure is lo cated most conveniently on the Atlanta Uni versity campus! However, as the poor, un derprivileged (Freshman) class, we find that (Continued on page 8) • -