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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- (Continued on Page 4) 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 (Continued on Page 4) 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.