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The Gamecock Founded January 30, 1908 ROBERT ELLIOTT GONZALES, First Editor Issued Bi-Weekly by the student body ot the University of South Carolina during the college year except during examinations and vacation oeriods. Entered as second-class mattet at the postoffice at Columbia, S. C.. November 20. 1908. Alumni Association membership dues include subscrip lion for alumni. Student activities fee includes $1.00 subscription for students. Subscription rate per college year ...................$2.00 - Member Associated Colle6iale Press Distributor of Cole6iale-Di6est p-M9@SNTK0 FOR NATIONAL AOV%NT%8ING w. National Advertising Service, Inc. College Publishers Representativo 420 MADisON AvE. NEw YORK. N. Y. CHICASO . BOSTON - LoS ANOTLES - SAN FRAnCIsCO STAFF Editor ...................................... Anne Searson Managing Editor ..........................Virginia Raysor News Editor ---............................ Joe Drennan Feature Editor ....................... George Celusta Society Editor ..------....................... Rives Ward Sports Editor .......................... Bryant Meeks Exchange Editor .......................... Anne Stephan Cartoonists ...................... Jinx Giles. Bill Jarrett Associate Editors......... Saul Lavisky, Herb beitel. C. D. Stone Columnists-Martha Haltiwanger, Chick Shilds. Ferguson, and McMullen. Gorge Delay. News Staff-Mary Shoun, Victor Barrett. Elizabeth Mc Daniels. Frances McGee, Stan W. Mechlin, Mary Norton. Jo Ann Buss. Betty Hendley. Mary Helen Shawhan. Martha Cox. Sidney Brandenberg, Martha Steadman. Bert Hem ingway. Sports Writers-Henry Swicord, Frank Scruby, Naomi Staley. Business Staff-Ed Teague, Candy Taylor, Belinda Col lum. Feature Writers-Jean Via, Stan W. dechlin. Dorothy Perkins, Peggy Atkinson, and Michael Karvelas. Typists .....................Jack Brett, Ban Moody POINSETTIAS TO THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT "Good will to all" is a )hrase familiar to our hearts at thi, season of the year. But here at Carolina it really seems to have broken loose in the r.arest and most enjoy able form. For the )ast ten days or so stu(lents and faculty alike have been enjoying the holi day face of the canteen, relieved of its usual ly gloomy expnression by wreaths and gar lands and a Christmas tree. . . . A very 1M,Ierry Christmas to Bonnie Clemens and Judy Crowson who are responsible for this Lit of color on the campus! An equally as appreciative Yuletide to the members of Pi Kappa Alpha fraternity who have so generously furnished the recorded carols we've heard between classes this week. Y luncheons have also been the scene of much caroling, and tonight the entire cam pus is invited to join with the joint Y as sociations in a round of the campus singing the familiar Christmas songs. Afterward there will be hot coffee for all served at Flinn Hall with the compliments of the Uni verstly's very dear friend, Mrs. J. Rion Mc Kissick. "A Christmas gift to Carolina from Caroline," she wrote in her letter to the Y, enclosing a check for refreshments after the carols which she "enjoyed for' so many years." Last night the Sigma Chis and the Delta Zetas caroled across the campus. Many other organizations have sponsored parties in cele bration. Although it may not be directly connected with the season, the response of fraternities, sororities, etc., to the dIrive recently spon sored by the New~man club for the needy Europeans has been heart-warm ingly suc cessful. The spirit of giving is to be ap plaudedl and acclaimed ! To top off all the other magnificent Yule tide generosity we've seen displayed this sea son, poinsettias and mistletoe to the admin istration for its unsurpassed donation of four extra holidays. And Merry Christmas to all from TIrE GAMECOCK. After advertising liberty in the Atlantic and other charter. , the empires are* unable to make delivery to their Far Eastern colo nies. However, the colonial customer might keep asking, as he doubltless will. In his discoursc on "inflation is here," Senator Taft covers almost everything, but not quite. The Buckeye solon fails to point out that the radio big-top is once more cir culating freely. It is hardly a surprise that Rita Hlayworth, the girl he used to saw in two, asks for a divorce from Orson Welles. Somehowv we felt this triangle couldn't last. La Guardia promoted from a local to a coast-to-coast status is a triumph of show manship, but a (defeat for the anti-noise movement. T1he habits of the warrior are quickly shed. We hear returned Gis saying "half past five" like.anybody, instead of the regulation 17.30. A PILL IN TIME SAVES NINE Considering the present influenza epi demic and the accompanying round of colds and coughs which have been and still are sweeping our Delta state, TH1E GAMECOCK considers it timely ' discuss the present fa cilities of the University infirmary with ref erence to needed improvements embodied in the appropriations request shortly to be pre sented to the General Assembly. The University has been fortunate not to have been hit as hard by the 'flu tide as have been other institutions throughout the state. Converse and Lander were both forced to close down early for Christmas because of the epidemic. Similarly, other schools have been affected. The fact that we were able to continue operations is a minor one, when the number of students roaming the campus armed with kleenex and aspirin is taken into consideration. We venture to say that had it not been for the pending mid-semester ex aminations, that nimber would have been for the larger part hovering in the ante room of the infirmary. As it is. conditions at the hospital have been crowded to capacity. It was necessary to utilize even the corridors from time to time to accommodate the number of patients. Several of the regular nurses were taken ill, consequently the staff was working under depleted an( adverse circumstances. It stands to the credit of this staff and their efforts that matters did not, become more crucial. However, it is none the less self evident that Carolina's infirmary facilities are conspicuously inadequate. Let us look at some of the facts. The present infirmary was built in 1908 when the University had a student body of 300. Its two wards have a capacity of 24 beds-12 for girls and 12 for boys. It is not fireproof. For additional bed space the pharmacy has been moved to an out-building, one of the liorches has been glassed in, and a temiporary wooden ward building has been erected. To take care of the patients beds have even been placed in the doctor's office and in hallways. Fortunately, Fort Jackson has been taking those who cannot be occom modated in the infirmary. A medical survey was made in 1942 by a physician of the United States Public Health Service. In his report he recommended a modern fireproof, 60-bed ijnfirmary. We need that many now. It is phmnned to buiild a m)iodern infirmary. ....At present there are 2,224 enrolled in the University. The student body's ranks are swelling each semester. The infirmary was constructed to serve a student body of 300. Syllogistically, we must have a larger, more modern infirmary unless the state wants to continue to gamble on the health of the stu de(ts. From this war we have learned many things. The appall ing statistics on the health of Americans which the draft revealed has prodded the nation into (doing something ab)out it. Now more than ever, the nation is b)ecom ing health-rnindedI. Presidlent Tru--i. man's pub)lic health plan has been introduced to the Congress. .Withi the aid of the appropriation~s men tioned in p)aragraph one, the University will construct in the next fewv years an adequate hospital. Let us hope that through the wisdom of our legislators we of Carolina may be al lowved to think and act p)rogressively in re sp)ect to health. Wars in the future, says I lap Arnold, will center aroundl the North Pole. The next great conflict is to be horrifying beyond our darkest imaginings and, it seems, free from malaria. Y CANTEEN NEEDS YOUR SUPPORT The recently createdl Ili-Dje-Ilo Club so far has not received the supplort from the studlent bodly that should be forthcoming. The "Y"' Canteen was started to fill a very (defin ite need of the st udent body of the UJni y(ersi ty. The canteen prIovides a place for studlents to go to (lance and( get refreshments. This is something that we had not had be fore. The canteen is a studlent project--student conceived, student created, and student su pervisedl. This is our chance to prove con clusively to the faculty andl administration that the studlent body is capable of handling effectively such matters for itself. It is our chance to lay the groundwork for future projects of the same typ)e of Supervision. Rush week, Christmas and the like have dloubtlessly cut a great deal of the response. WVhen, after the holidays, the canteen is able to carry out more of the original plans such as food andl soft (drinks, it will behoove the studlent bodly to p)ush this project to a suc cessful consummation. It is for the student, by the students-so let's back it. A)Ar NO fls "Ns< of s0E EY -WE5. 0-f M!eY)) t3 E V, of TKE W06Vo 6'oARD. fim beC4 OF X.. -06 AwVD LAc.,' FUTK cO ELois T- iv Ulse A WOR.N PORASC - OES PLA4eq (o m1, A f erLL 'O( -YE2- r .A.3ing .Around Question: What do you think of the'proposed plan for the University to apply for a college radio broadcasting license? Mrs. Kent (Psychology Dept.)-"It would be wonderful -most state universities have one. It wQuld furnish a medium for publicising the school. It also would afford op portunity for the 'University Players,' Forums and Round Table Discussions." J. E. Daris-"It would give the school prestige, the stu dents greater school spirit, and it would make the state more conscious of the school." Jimmy Strobel-"IL would be a good way to let people know what's happening on the campus." Ted Metier-"I think it is a wonderful idea and would do more for the campus than anything else." Betty Ann Darby-"I don't think they need one, they would do better to concentrate their efforts on one of the local stations." Paul H1inc-"I think it is a good idea, providing hillbilly music and soap,operas aren't broadcast." John Skalangya-"It would give the students a chance to participate in this field and would give school publicity. I think the school needs one." Fred Rueber-"It would raise the prestige of the school and give it needed publicity. It would also give students in terested in radio some practical experience." Barbara Brasington-"I don't think Carolina has the fa cilities to have one." Prof. Lindau (Engineerinq Dept.)-"It is an excellent idea. It could be usedl for Extension Courses, Forums and Round Tfables." oo ing 2ackward With all respects to the columnists andl many derogatory remarks dibouit the flu epidemic, it is wondered wvhether the "brighter" of our colleagues aren't using this "pneumonic plague" to procrastinate. In other w ords, we notice, as surely (10 the p)rofessors, that the common head cold is probably the best means of "goldbricking" (a term conned from our naval associates) since the days of muddy roadls. Therefore, the columnist not only gets a rest but the reader gets an im p)rovised conglomeration of uneducational facts (what a re lief after those midlterms). But after all, this is the "Look ing Backwvard" column and one shouldn't expect to find it p)rogressive, should one? Let us turn to a more serious subject andl considler the (lays of yesteryear--before "modern dlesign." Dr. J. Riou McKissick taught his first class in the Presi dent's old home that was located where the McKissick Me morial Library now standls, a constant reminder of this il luistrious and( beloved son of Carolina. For more than a hundred years the President's house stoodl on the northeast of the campus overlooking the horse shoe. On days long since gone by, such men as Daniel Web ster andl John C. Calhoun spoke from the steps to audiences from the University and the town. This home, dlesignedl by Robert Mills, was supposedly per fectly p)roportioned and was considered by architectural au thorities to he a paragon of design. The front door had been carved by slaves and was taken from an even older house. Its value, if such can be determined, is many thousands of dollars. A p)revalent rumor (which has nlow been transferred to Le Conte) was that the house was hauntedl. EUREKA Ill FAN MAIL, YET. Dear Sir: I was interested in seeing in your column of November 28 the statement that there In an "old saying" on the campus ucuumver &I il iTt4 By MART SMITH After the comments by the illustrious gentleman (?), whose name I won't mention (his initials, I understand, are Herbert Beitel), there isn't much that can be said to extoll my numerous (?) virtues (?). His introduction was suf ficient, in fact, the WPB ought to ration that type material. I am tempted to label the honorable gentleman as a presti digious agitator. I do want to correct a few inaccuracies that my esteemed colleague was guilty of, however. I wasn't released from the psych ward, as Beitel inti mated. . . . I was thrown out. Some misguided official who wore the most peculiar birdlike ornaments on his shoulders had the audacity to insinuate that I was lowering the morale of the other guests just because I boasted jet propulsion, and they couldn't catch me. Also, I wasn't under armed guard when I left. They were very nice to me, especially since I was a beat-up rusty, old vic+im of that dread disease, Nordenschisphrenia (all ex-BUMbardiers are afflicted with it). They gave me an armored car all to myself. The first thing that happened to me when I reached this cloistered recluse of book larnin' was almost more than my nordenschizophrenia could stand. I was confronted by a flame topped apparition which croaked, "You can have the inestimable privilege of buying me a coke." Naturally, the subtleness of this attack by this titan tressed beeyootee in trigued me, so after being set free from the Chinege boot and thumb screws, I was propelled . . . or should it be expelled? . . . to the local smoke filled den of iniquity under sealed orders. Orders: cawote. . .. Begin bomb run at west end of Maxcy basement on a compass heading of 90 degrees, alter heading to 180 degrees and attack objecti-e: end cawote. Objective being the two most likely bottles (coke, naturally) that could be had . . . for a price. Never ran into so much fighter op position in all my life! Some character just interrupted me via phone with. "Say, a (o you launder khakis?" . . . Gad . .. didn't think that Sear son, the mental giant, had come to that. Needless to say, after this encounter our friendship rip ened . . . and before long, your columnist was writhing under the tortures of ye editor's lead pipe treatment (she recom mends it to all masseurs). Not content with subjecting me to the dangers of a mission to the canteen, she now wanted me t d..n oxy.g.en mask and ascend to new literary heights (not to be misread as depths). The only complaint I have about this is that the nocturnal visitor to my domicile a few Saturday nights ago left me with so few articles of wearing apparel that it gets pretty chilly when I go in for this new sport of making altitude records. All of which brings to mind some poetry SONNET TO A MODEL "T" i weep, i mourn, i cry aloud, my head is passing underneath a cloud. i'm passing through a vale of tears, my gawshdam car has stripped its gears. Please don't flinch audibly . . . all bouquets are appre ciatedl, except cauliflowe'r. . .. Grinding teeth may get you a job as a cement mixer. Tphis brings to mind another fact that has been lying dor mant in my cranium for some days. It's still an ef for to keep from looking like a carniverous animal some people choose to call a waIf (Canis lupus to you scientists). . . . Only I must admit that they usually change it to coyote when I'm aroundl. The dictionary says "a fierce, rapacious, or (destruc tive person." . . . I wondler. One of returning is the. problem of reconversion everyone is so interestedl in. Trhe wvhole thing is a vicious circle. First; you've just gotten back into civvies. This p)resents a p)roblem. They fit so loosely that you're sure, dturing your daily trek aroundl the campus, that you've forgotten some fairly' im portant item. (i. e., pants, shoes, etc.) In the midlst of this some one of the numerous femmies fatales greets you with a "Hey" that carries overtones reminiscent of Helen O'Con nel's "Green Eyes." . . . The shock of the change from "IHow you do, Rabee" is so great that they either scrape the vet up off the sidewalk, where he meltedl . . . or call out the riot squadl to prevent him from an attemplt to execute one of General Ike's pincers movements. A fter much research, I believe that it can be saidl that no one objects to (doing their reconv'erting at Carolina. See you next issue . . . if I can get Blowtorch Searson to let me out of my cage. that Shakespeare, the Hible, and Babcock are the three fav orite sources of quotations among University, students. As far as I know, that "old saying" is my brain-child, and poor thing though it be, 1 acknowledge it. If it seems about to assume a deathless aspect, I must confess it is the only thing I ever wrote that has achieved any longevity at all. I once wrote a column for THE GAMECOCK, but gave it up in favor of more literary pursuits. The quotation appeared 4 '3 in a column entitled "Pot Shots at the Great and Near Great." Dr. Babcock was then, as he is now, an incomparable source of news. IIowever, that quotation is just in the early bloom of youth!i It is only about fourteen years old. I even get around without crutches, myself. This dloddering alumna en.joys THE GAMECOCK. I hope things are easier now that the war years are getting behind Sincerely, MAnY IGrN (Mrs .A)SA