Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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Things To Reve Those who want to pick up the tickets they purchase at registration must stop in at the BAM Club ticket office, where they are sure to run into a walking panic. The frenzied state of the ticket office employees is well known. It is no joke, and its results are not necessarily funny, either. Because these BAM Club employees take the attitude that they must dispose of their job Orchids For Somebody, or maybe it was just an old adage, said that faults are easier to-find than virtues. That's why we're proud to turn a spotlight on a heretofore unpublicized virtue of this University. Out of the rickety furniture and falling plaster of our men's dormitory system, the figure of Mrs. Myrtis Vinson stands aloft like the Statue of Liberty in New York Harbor. Mrs. Vinson, who does her school work in the office of Dean of Men Jesse B. Jackson, is the pillar of understanding who handles room assignments in the thirty-one dormitories on the Carolina campus. Once Again - The Gamecock returns to its 8-page format for one issue this week, just to show what lengths the staff of this newspaper went to prior to the 1951 spring session. In the spring, an inflated currency and a deflated student body found a 6-page Game cock that announced, somewhat ruefully, a thousand-dollar deficit. Working under the six-page system, the Sandy Cranford and Mary Evelyi Seeinq One of the first thtngs we heard of them says, "\ about when we became freshmen Sandy and Evel hers at Carolina was the unsauai apeaking today' 4 friendliness on the campus. sweetly, of course, "Friendliness is an institution just didn't see the here," they told us. Well, institu- the day we wonder tion it may be, and long live the taken with amnesii institution! But sometimes it can Okay, we force be as bewildering as a booby trap. the habit of spes For instance: We are walking and anything on along the Horseshoe past the tene- order to appease si ments on the way to the canteen. feelings--"Good ni "Hello, Sandy. Hello, Evelyn," "G 0 o d afterno< calls a masculine voice. We look "Hello, Rupert" (I to the left, right, back and front. cot). Speaking to There is no one, positively no one human in sight be< paying us the slightest attention. One day we ju If we chance to look up (who would tipping along off expect a voice from the sky?) see a group of there will probably be somebody toward us, and hanging halfway oht a third-story causes us to spea window happily waving a pillow long lost friends. case or a sock trying to catch our friends" stand thea attention, faces hanging out Then there is the time we walk as though we belor hurriedly past a couple of strangers specimen from an< on our way to class. We've never smiles fade away seen them before. We get about we creep away two steps ahead of them, and one We, dear readers CROWiNG; FOR A GREATER UNIVERSITY OF SOUTH CARO) Member of Associated Collegiate Pre, Distributor of Collegiate Digest eitor TeGamecok' ia pubished by ad for the stu, University of South Carolina weekly, on Fridays, during year except on holidays and during examinations. Th opinos expressed by colmnists and i t er wrterstar endorsement. The right to edit is reserved. EDITOR MODE MANAGING EDITOR*ACESO BUSINESS MANAGERELIT ASST. BUSINESS MANAGER NEWS. CAMPUS SPORTSR SOCIETY To EXCHANGESSa COPY. FEATURESMayF STAFF EPORTRDE Willam Hy, Sndy ranfrd, ary El ,LUrSI by, STeoor K. ahwsn Yte. J. Smith, Ne Hate I Dept. with regard to no factor but speed, many students spend their football seasons in a dissatisfied humor. This happens because they are hurried, herded, and even bullied into taking un-exchangeable tickets in un wanted positions. The BAM Club employees would do well to remember that the students are their best customers; and not recipients of club charity. Mrs. Vinson At one time or another, every male campus resident passes through Mrs. Vin son's office, either looking for new quarters or a change. Mrs. Vinson is always happy (or at least seems happy) to trace and retrace charts of every available spot, and takes pains to see that every individual is as satis fied as can be expected with his assignment. In these days when courtesy and consider ation are very nearly forgotten arts, thinking about this lady makes us as happy as a Duke fan remembering the third quarter. And as sad as a Carolina fan that there aren't many more like her. - Eight Pages business staff of this paper has cut that deficit to one-third its former size. An out size quantity of, national advertising this week makes it possible to bring back old times for a limited engagement. An increased allocation from the student activity fund, for which we have not yet begun to battle, would bring them back for the nine-month run they merit. i Rogers ?Ou4 e Vell! I suppose countered some non-USC members. yn just aren't Now, don't get us wrong. We Ireat. We smile like patronizing a friendly cam and swear we pus. We would not have it any m. The rest of other way. We are just attempting if we have been to recognize publicly the hazards - involved. It is a grand feeling to ourselves into speak to people and feel like we king to anyone "belong." That is what makes the campus in Carolina the wonderful place it is. ymewhat injured "Hello, there! How have you orning, people"; been getting alorng lately? Haven't n, professor"; seen you in ages!" he campus mas- "Who was that, Sandy?" each and every "Fvln I haven't the slightest somes automatic, idea!" it happen to be the campus. We people coming i aEIr.r force of habit ee( k as ifgreeting A The "long loston re with their bald gandt soarau: The E ducated >ther planet. Our AeBaisHsBes (no, not die) and Ar ene HsBes with pink face's. Three college newspapers had i, have just en- something to say in the past few weeks about the practice of forcing freshmen to wear beanies. The "Baldwin - Wallace Ex "" ponent," with tongue partly in cheek, wanted to know, "What's wrong with these kids, anyway? No school spirit? ANYbody knows LINA a college is more colorful with the addition of fresh beanies in its classes." But the "Antioch Record" stated as the firt flatly that beanies, hazing and all let,of th other false manifestations of the cDege"school spirit" are obsolete. "Few not necs. Antiochians," it said. "have onstitintea mourned hazing's fall from favor. Instead, the trend has been to at tack not the freshmen but 'the sIRK erious business of living' and l'H ERAND 'problems in this area.'" WAHRDLAWD Most conservative view was ex ohWarashoW pressed by the ''Orient," student Bohn Paovih paper for Bowdoin college, Bruns Bil nowelt wick, Maine. In a pro-hazing ar * Ken owelltiele the "Orient" stated, "Paddling lpGrgrby a pledge is an effective method of dyi Hrbefrt 'shaping him up,' but it can easily dyt Crafrde be overdone. Granted that some~ velyn Brgers pledges deserve and profit by it, Bvby Rogerh but indiscriminate paddling can Rbymih also lead to embittering a sensitive person. . . . Bill Lggitt According to the "Hastings Col BillCLoutty legian" a student at that collegt vtlaerTmmy decided to see if professors actually tIer,Tommy read all the term~ papers required in a course. He inserted a pars graph in his term paper statin he didn't believe teachers read wvhai 1 Rogers, pupils wvrite, and asking the pro. fessor to underline that paragrap? if he read It. The paper was re. mecy M itell t..,r.n..d - ake. . J.1. W.a.si0.. s.. e. ..s..es.. m Mw w aWa b **Cood wmnisng, ladies and gentlemn-"M is yow roving teieviaton reporter" CROWING AND CRITICISING By KEN POWELL It's time to criticize when a liberal arts college requires a certain subject for a degree and then offers only one course each semester in that subject. But it's even worse when only one section eaci semester is taught in many required sub jects for the same degree as is the case at our university at the present time. For example: Every student who gets an A.B. degree here must have through level 32 foreign language. But not one foreign language is offered more than at one time after level 22 according to the master schedule. Now just suppose another required course is taught at that same hour, and many are because most of the higher courses are taught by heads of departments and high ranking professors-they get the choice hours-like 9 and 11 Mondays. Now, Professors, we humble students can't take all our classes at 9 and 11 Monday. Can't we have at least two classes of foreign language in the upper levels? The professors won't mind smaller classes, and an hour of his time may not be as expensive as a semester each of, say, twenty students who would have to come an extra se mester to get degrees because a subject is not taught at a time when they can take it. Negro Enrolled in University It's amazing that we still have a goodly number of stu dents enrolled in our university this semester, what with all the reports that students would drop out of school when a Negro was enrolled. Could be that they don't like I4orth Koreans any better. O.K., so you haven't seen.a Negro student on the campus, but if you go over to the registrar's office and if you are able to gain access to the records, you will find a Negro's name on file. It happened this way: The University signed a contract with the government to teach night courses at Shaw Field. And it just so happens that a Negro was among the airmen who chose to take the college courses. He is being taughtL by university professor, is liind, ozi university files, and will receive credit from the Universit3 of South Carolina for credits earned. It's technical, of course, but years from now, when many Negroes will be attending this university, they will find in their orientation books that the first Negro student was enrolled- in the Fall semester, 1951. What's the deep South coming to? Someone answered: "To its senses." But the truth is that 99 per cent of us don't know that a Negro is enrolled in this university. William Hay Was It All The Team's Fault? Everyone is blaming the football team for the per formance against Duke last Saturday. Perhaps it would be well to note at this time that it takes more than a good team to win the game. Without proper backing from the student body, the team has lost its mainline of support. Things got off to a bad start. Out of a student body of about twenty-five hundred people, about for hundred showed up for the pep rally Friday. This group did not include any official represen tation from the team, and not a single member of the coaching staff! School spirit is an intangible thing at best, but it must be sparked by the things that cause it. It was fine of the Head Coach to speak at the assembly in the Field House, but his appearance at the rally would have been much more ef fective. .The cheering at the game soon took on an aspect that was inversely proportional to the Duke score. The team really needs support when it's in trouble. There was no appreciable cheering from the student body after the third quarter. The fair weather supporters started leaving fifteen minutes before the game was over. Your columnist had a long argument with a fellow student concerning school spirit. His was the opinion that the team derives its incentive from the scholarships and other benefits which college athletes are given. This is a cynical attitude at best. Why bother to have the students attend the games if they won't support the team? Yours truly is not a press agent for the Pep Club, nor is he even a member. This does not blind him to the state of apathy that comes to Carolina boys and girls when things don't go just right. The season has just started ; a bad start doesn't have to predicate a bad season. Don't fail the Game cocks when they need you most. If you have any pride in your future Alma Mater, sho.. it by. .uprigh em Jackie Southerland Progress In. lverse. This is a higher civilization. It was a hot, smothery June afternoon. The streets sagged, wavered and sank beneath my feet. The five o'clock traffic jerked, stopped, and spurted forward. Going-home shoppers and workers, loaded with packages and weariness, crowded around the bus stops. A bus groaned to the corner. A flood of people, made ill-tempered by the heat, the closeness, and the gasoline fumes, jockeyed for the favored standing places. We were packed in and told to move to the rear; the rear was filled too. The bus waited and waited while person after person, sure that there was room for "just one more," wiggled and squirmed inside. The traffic light changed; we couldn't move; cars were stacked ahead, behind, and beside, and people were still entering. I hung from an overhead bar like one of my early ancestors. A woman brushed angrily and self-righteously past me on her way to the front of the bus. She irritated me just as strongly as something was irritating her. In a carrying, whinning voice she demanded, "Driver, make that nigger get out of his seat and move back." A busload of curious heads turned to look at the cause of the complaint. There, in the rear half of the bus, sat a colored man. The seats behind him were filled ; the seats before him were filled. He sat in a double seat, half of which was empty. People were still filing through the door; the vacant place beside him would soon be used by a colored person. The bus driver jumped from his chair, rushed to the rear exit, and confronted the Negro. "Get out of that seat," he ordered. "But-," the man tried to explain. He wanted to point out that there were no more seats, but he was cut short. "Don't gimme any back talk, or I'll call the Law on you. Now get outta that seat." The colored man got up. The driver went back to his post; he no doubt felt that he had done his good deed for the day. I don't know whether or not the complainant took the vacated place. I didn't stay to watch. I made the futile, empty gesture of uttering a loud "damn" and walked home. This is a higher civilization. This is what it has taken centu-iee to "a. o.. Discouraging, isn't it? Bill Novit US6 .Stuents nuorb Rook Store Licking "Why don't you have a textbook yet ?" One can hardly go through a day of classes this time et year without hearing this query fired at a poor, helpless, de fenseless student by one of his professors. The answer usually given by the student is that the book store is out of that particular book. Now, it is realized that no business-as no individual-is perfect; but it does seem that something must be done to alleviate this perennial problem. Perhaps the picked-on student should shout at the pro fessor because it is usually the fault of these members of the faculty that the book store is out of these required texts. After all, it is the professor, and in particular the depart ment heads-not the students-who decide which books will be used next semester. If the same book were used for several semesters, the book store would not fear ordering too~ many as they could be used the following year, and therefore there would be enough to go aroundl. It is actually these same distinguished gentle men of the faculty who determine whether you will be able to sell your textbooks which you purchased this year fOr approximately eighty-five per cent of what you paid for them or whether you will have to sell them for only fifteen per cent to one of these travelling Shylocks who appear here at the end of each semester representing a national book concern. Each semester many students have to absorb a large fi nancial loss because their books are changed practically that often. Some books must be timely and changed often, but those used in courses such as English and the foreign languages need not be changed more often than every five or ten years. The book store is also guilty, however. It is a store--a business- and not a co-operative as many people assume it to be. We feel that the store should keep an adequate supply of all texts on hand at all times, if it professes to be a store. wugt I All in all, it is the student who takes the baig-bt financially from th e kstr an vebal fro hi ro