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Campus Mirror
Published During the College Year by the Students of Spelman College, Atlanta. Georgia
VOL. XXIII FEBRUARY, 1947 No. 5
Spelman Students Attend National
Assembly of the Student
Christian Movement
Alma Powell, ’47
"It seems only yesterday that we sat
here in chapel.” began Bettye Washing
ton. one of the Spelman students that
attended the National Assembly of the
Student Christian Association movement
as she made her report at morning devo
tions. and yet. she and Amanda Keith,
campus president of the YWCA, had at
tended a significant and inspiring con
ference since the last chapel service be
fore vacation. The association had met
at the University of Illinois in Urbana
with approximately fifteen hundred stu
dents present representing schools in the
Americas and abroad. It was in session
from December 27. 1946. to January 3,
1947.
This group met to determine and es
tablish the policy that this body and its
affiliated bodies are to pursue in the
coming years. The scope of the assem
bly's discussion is represented in the fol
lowing :
1. Christian Faith and Heritage
A. Proposed Declaration of Faith
B. Churchmanship in Student
Christian Associations
C. The Student Christian Associa
tion Movement with reference to
its Protestant nature.
2. Growth of Persons
A. Personal Relations
B. Christian Association
Procedures
C. Higher Education
D. Men and Women
3. Social Responsibility
A. Racial Equality
B. Economic Justice
C. Political Effectiveness
D. Work in the Community
E. Dissemination of News
F. Prevention of Alcoholism
L World Relatedness
A. World Community
B. World Order
From among the many advantages that
the delegates were offered, a wealth of
interesting and informative speakers was
not the least. Among the most outstand
ing were Dr. Howard Thurman and Dr.
Albert C. Outlet. Dr. Thurman is co-
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THINGS BEAUTIFUL?
Ellen L. Barnette, ’47
Things beautiful? Ah. I have seen
A river’s rippling flow!
A flock of birds; they turn to specks
As on and up they go;
And I have seen the sun glow through
The chapel.
Fve seen a field of weeds grown tall
With little fellows too—
An inch above the growing weeds,
I’ve watched them bounding through.
And watched the sun upon the
Chapel windows.
I ve seen the blissful eyes of one
Who made a secret plea,
’Twas beautiful, heartbreakingly
To have them cast on me;
Sometimes the sun comes
Unexpectedly.
I've seen the world all russet brown
In autumn, and in spring
Fve seen it green and full of life;
Indeed, my heart did sing!
But ah! The sun upon the
Chapel windows!
Things beautiful I shan't forget.
I’m glad I did not miss
That lovely sight, above all else
I shall remember this—
The sun makes very beautiful
The chapel.
CONVOCATION
Thelma Kellogg, ’47
We are deeply appreciative of the op
portunity of having had Miss Ruth Sea-
bury, author, world citizen, and educa
tional secretary for the American Board
of Foreign Missions, speak to us at our
January 30th Convocation services.
Out of wide and varied experiences
with the problems of “Today’s World”,
and with a firm belief in the successful
formation of a world brotherhood, Miss
Seabury brought to us an appeal for
service. I lie world needs “salt people”
to do the work of healing, cleansing, and
disinfecting. Rising above the narrow
ness and intolerance of social, religious,
and racial boundary lines, we can regain
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TO A SPELMAN
DAUGHTER
Romeo Horton
l feel myself closely akin to the Spel
man sisterhood. Beside the usual feeling
that most Morehouse men cherish for
Spelman. due to the close relationship
between the two great instituions. I have
a deeper feeling which evolved much
earlier than the time of my coming to
Morehouse College.
Ever since I knew myself at the knees
of a daughter of Spelman. 1 have listened
to her talk about the days she spent at
this institution dear to her. Then when
1 could read the Messenger and the Cam
pus Mirror, things became clearer and
how I enjoyed reading these publications.
1 hey gave a beautiful insight of the sort
of college Spelman really was and the
things her daughters have always stood
for and loved. 1 could vsiualize even from
distant Africa that Spelman had a beau
tiful campus, unique and well-equipped
buildings, an all-round faculty. It was
very clear that the one who so efficiently
and successfully directed the administra
tion did so with an abundant amount of
dignity and sincerity.
It was the hope of my mother, the
Spelman daughter of whom 1 speak, that
we all should come over together—my
mother, my sister, my father, a Morehouse
man. and myself. Our parents were com
ing to be refreshed after thirty years
among people who speak a different lan
guage, who see and know things differ
ently; my sister and I. to attend Spelman
and Morehouse, respectively. But cit-
cumstances prevented m\ mother from
joining our party.
I herefore, because of the unfading
spirit that for the past thirty years has
inspired her. because of the candle in her
life that was kindled at Spelman. and
because of her unrealized hope to return
here with her loved ones. 1 lovinglv dedi
cate these remarks to my mother. Mrs.
Ora Milner Horton. I a-k that you pra>
with me that her opportunity to revisit
the school she cherishes will he no longer
delayed.
I here is a Hindu proverb which says,
't ou w ill grow only when vou are alone.”
I he secret of life is not to do what
you like, but to like what you do.