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January, 1948
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KAPPA NEOPHYTES FETED — Caught in a serious moment at a banquet given in their honor at the Graham Jackson room of
Frazier’s Cafe Society are the recently accepted members of Kappa Alpha Psi fraternity. Pictured at the center table on
the left, reading from front to back, are Hershel Perkins, Thomas Brady, Donald Fletcher, Neil Bland, Sere Myers and Clar
ence Gosha. On the right are David Puckett, Louie Robinson, Arnold Cameran, Charles Anderson and Bertram Sears. In the
background are the “old hands” of the fraternity."
Some hundred or more Morehouse
men were permitted by the Dean to
leave their classes and work at the
post office during the period before
Christmas. If you received all of
your holiday mail on time, you know
some of the Morehouse men hai their
hands on- it—otherwise they didn’t.
The Vagabonds Xmas Eve Ball
The Vags took the cake from San
ta Clause when they entertained At
lantans at the magnificent Club Top
Hat on historic Auburn Ave., Christ
mas eve night from ten till two.
At the Vags dance is where the
real friends met. Those who were
lucky enough to get to the Vags
dance really had a “gone time.”
Morehouse, Meharry and Clark stu
dents made up the Atlanta leading
social club. Our own Charles L.
Pledger is the new president, while
Homer Nash, Jr„ carried the young
men through last year’s unforgetta
ble activities.
Other Formals
Lively affairs like those of tht
Raggedy Anns, 47 Club, The Rho
Danthe Club, 27 Club, Graduate
Chapter of the Alpha Phi Alpha, Phi
Beta Sigma Conclave formal and
Modern Priscillas, as well as other
fun filled events that gave every one
here and visitors a roaring welcome,
were topnotch social events.
“GIVE TO THE WORLD STUDENT
SERVICE FUND.”
‘Y’ Delegates Vote
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er step was taken the next year
when the all-Negro student confer
ence of King’s Mountain, hj. C., was
discontinued. Beginning in 1937,
therefore, Student YMCA work on
the regional level in the South pro
ceeded with two annual summer con
ferences—one open to students from
any and all colleges and universities
in the South and the other open to
white students only.
VOTES RACIAL INTEGRATION
Contrary to the hopes and expec
tations of many persons, this incon
sistent pattern (integration plus seg
regation) continued for a decade. By
an overwhelming vote at this meet
ing, however, the pattern was brok
en and Student YMCA work on the
regional level in the South now pro
ceeds on the basis of full integra
tion.
All along the course, Morehouse
College has been related to this de
velopment in one way or another
through men like President Benja
min E. Mays, President Mordecai W.
Johnson, Dr. Howard Thurman, Rev.
Herbert King, President Richard I.
McKinney, Dean B. R. Brazeal, Rev.
Melvin H. Watson, Mr. Charles Law
rence, Rev. Robert Johnson Smith,
Mr. Houser A. Miller, Rev. Benja
min J. Anderson, Mr. Marshall Cab-
iness, and Rev. Samuel Williams. At
this meeting the Morehouse College
YMCA was ably and officially rep
resented by William W. Bennett,
Earnest Wagner, and Dr. E. A.
Jones.
CAMPUS CUDDLES
Vagabonds, Fraternities Augment
Gaiety To Adanta’s Social Swirl
THE GAY and unusual holidays have gone and the people of
the working world and students have returned to their jobs and
class rooms but the socialites and the pacesetters are reveling in
the festive days that featured the yultide season here, as the
rhythm and gaity linger on.
Opening the season with music were the students of Atlanta
University, Morehouse College, and Spelman College, when they
were heard in the 21st annual Christmas Carol Concert. After
one has heard the concert he is ready to enjoy the yuletide sea
son with joy. Directing the program for the 21st consecutive
year was Professor Kemper Harreld, who was also heard at the
organ. Assisting Mr. Harreld in the presentation were Mrs. Sara
Owsley Stivers, Mrs. Leonra Hull Brown and Willis Laurence
James.
Honor Students
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L. Talley, Covington, Ky.; Robert
L. Taylor, Sarasota, Fla.; Robert L.
Thomas, Birmingham, Ala.; William
G. Thompson, Petersburg, Fla.;
Sampson Tiller, Atlanta; James C.
Traylor, Chattanooga, Teng.; Thom
as J. Walker, Ft. Lauderdale, Fla.;
Truman Wallace, Atlanta; Horace T.
Ward, LaGrange, Ga.; Albert N.
Wardlaw, Atlanta; Henry Warner,
Atlanta; Dewey R. Watkins, Atlanta;
Artis A. White, Middletown, Ohio;
Herman C. Williams, St. Louis, Mo.;
and Charles Vert Willie, Dallas.
Texas.
Terrell, Lumpkin
Visit Alma Mater
Andrew T. Terrell and J. Cleo-
phus Lumpkin, of the class of ’47,
recently visited the campus. Mr. Ter
rell is doing graduate work in the
department of Zoology at Indiana
University, while Mr. Lumpkin has
accepted a position as instructor of
music in the Sedalia, Mo., public
school system.
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664 W. Fair St, MA. 9346
CAMPUS MERGER — After seventeen months of campus courtship, charming Thelma
Bernice Southerland, of Spelman College, who hails from Niagra Falls, N. Y. and
Eddie Sandiford, junior at Morehouse College, of Harlan, Ky., have won pur votes
as the happy CUDDLES of January. Thelma is rfiajoring in psychology and takes an
interesting part in the French club, YWCA and the University Players, while Eddie
Is studying pre-med and Is a member of Alpha Rho chapter of Alpha Phi Alpha
fraternity and president of the Atlanta University Players. (Photo by Bowens.)
The Store the People Own
Membership for Shares Still Open
BUY YOURS NOW
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Kcimpu A Alerry, Qo (Round
BY ED SAUNDERS —a
Well, a new year and a new column, dotted by fond memories
and futuristic vicissitudes of fortune and conditions. Nothing is
definite or fully planned, just the headlong fling into something,
we know not what. It is sometimes best this way, for one is able
to project himself as he goes along and procure vast amounts of
information—some needless, some useful—nevertheless informa
tion, that might be of value in the future if not now. Who knows?
While vacationing at home I had a strong nostalgia for an
appreciable amount of ink, a supply of paper and a pen to jot
down a few antics of our pseudo-society and hold them for future
writings, but the distance between here and there is too great for
a full appreciation of the facts. I have since cancelled the thoughts
and placed them in the category “for future reference.” On the
whole, and only from what I’ve been told, a general good time
was had by all—Fellows went home to visit the fiancee, and the
girls, the fiance; and now we are back with confused ideas as to
which one likes what, and-am-I-acting towards-him-(or-her)-as-
I’m-supposed-to. I know what you fellows will do and the hum
drum situation that you will be in until your minds have fully
decided whether you are with Fanny or Mary Jane. All I ask is
that you fellows aren’t so forgetful and overcome by your vaca
tion! that you call out the wrong name during one of those pas
sionate moments. If you do, you might as well give up the ghost
and move into more fertile fields.
ORCHIDS TO A LADY
It was many years ago in a small town in Texas—name not im
portant—that this now white-haired lady brought into the world
her most precious possession, a son. Fighting poor..crops, vandal-
istic approaches of whites, one-sided court rooms, marginal ser
vility, and a depression, she was able to outfit her son with pride
an^ send him through the rural school system. Prior to his (hush
ing, this lady thought it time for her “heart” to decide for himself
what he planned as a life work. He chose to be a doctor and to do
undergraduate work at Morehouse College. The struggle really be
gan at this point, for speculators were seeking property in this
small town, because oil had been discovered and companies were
leasing property with very little returns to the owner. The lady
and her family were threatened by irate whites, who were claim
ing property; and a fight ensued which consequently brought
about a fire and practically total loss of all material possessions.
Yet during this period, don’t think for a moment that her son
was out of school—oh! no, he was here looking as good as the
next fellow and making better grades than the average. She then
began to sew; and through her overwhelming personality saw him
graduate from Morehouse and enter Medical School at Howard.
But let’s not get too far ahead and leave out some important facts.
While at Morehouse he kindled a flame of affection with one that
we will later see encompass the two and finally burst into a blaze.
The same untiring endeavors of the lady ushered her son
through Medical School and make her the proudest lady in the
world. He was now a doctor, and the “blaze” had gotten hotter,
so in the month of December he set a precedent at Morehouse
College by being the first to be married in Sale Hall Chapel, and
the lady was still at his side. Her hair is white now, her brow a
little wrinkled, her gait not as sure as it was once, her eyes a
little squinched; but she has lived to see a dream realized, a goal
accomplished. The name of the lady, the fellow, and the girl?
Why you know them. The lady is Mrs. Gibson, a fine representa
tive of every fellow’s mother; the fellow, Bernard Gibson,, and
the girl, Ernestine Wallace.
When I left Mrs. Gibson in Cincinnati, she was extremely happy
and on her way to see her brother there. She deserves all that
life has to offer, and has every reason in the world to feel proud
of her son and herself. Orchids to you, lady.
THE UNKINDEST CUT OF ALL
A certain fellow and a certain girl were very close to each other
—so we thought—and had weathered the storms of companion
ship to the point of being “cuddles.” She was afforded all of the
niceties of a friendship and was so well thought of that she was
nominated Miss Maroon and White and later became attendant
for Miss Maroon and White. Shortly after the festivities this
heretofore “unknown” young lady received an engagement ring
from the fellow and accepted it with all of the pomp due such an
occasion; and nothing up to this point was done or said to at
tenuate the importance of this nearly final act. A few days went
by, and lips began pounding in ears; the repercussions began.
The eternal triangle had moved its villainous hand, and, another
fickle party was brushed aside, because some one more fickle than
he had decided upon another. The crowning point, and the mis
erableness of the situation comes when we realize the closeness
of the male parties in this triangle. ODTAA—one damn thing
after another. Title of a novel written by John Masefield, Poet
Laureate of England.
SISTERS UNDER THE SKIN
There is a saying that the sun never sets on English posses
sions—Spelman has adopted the English policy—Padlocked gate
in back of Giles—Seniors are now allowed to receive guests once
a week, go to the show once a week, and even go to Yates and
Milton’s between 1 and 5 o’clock—I am sure the founders of the
puritanistic institution would roll in their graves if they knew
this—Talk is that the play “The Miser” is going on the road—
Spelman en masse patriotically stood in the cold of January to see
the glorious DEMOCRATIC DOCUMENTS of our forefathers—
Yes, it even stopped here—This is Leap Year, isn’t it?
I’ll just “Saunder” on off until the next time—that’s a pun son.
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