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Editor RE About S The editor is dead. Long live the editor. . With these words I hope to bow gracefully out of my little office overlooking the Rus sell House ramp and leave the editing of the Gamecock to my successor. I wish my successor much luck, and hope that the new staff will be as loyal and hard working as mine has been. With many of the same personnel on the new staff, moved up to new and better positions, I feel that this will be so. I want to thank this semester's editorial staff - Patsy Penney, Dew James, Herb Bryant, Pat Treacy, Walt Johnson, Linda Cauthen, and Kay Oxner for the fine job they have done in directing the news gathering operation. The business staff, Kat Anthony and Carol Shockey, deserve thanks for pro moting increased advertising in the paper. The reporters did an exceptionally good job of sticking with it for the semester, and the photographers turned out some fine photo graphs of campus life. Thanks are also due Dr. Havilah Babcock, chairman of the board of publications, for paving the way in certain directions and for his good advice. Also, B. A. Daetwyler, Uni versity accountant, who kept the books in order and gave us sound advice on finances. Thanks also to Miss Anna Durham, Univer sity purchasing agent, who kept us in office supplies. To the school of journalism faculty members, we are very grateful for their sound advice when asked and willingness to help out in any way possible. In return for a free and uncensored press, we hope that we have demonstrated maturity and responsibility in deciding what is fit to print, what to leave out of the pqper, and the stands we have taken on certain issues. It has been said that Gamecock staff mem bers function best when there is a crisis. It is true. We are at our best when staff members are conferring with other staff members in little groups, whispering about a big issue in corners, and dashing blindly from one spot to another trying to get something done. There were many of these crises this se mester. Some of them had happy endings, some of them made us sad, others were funny, but none of them will be forgotten. Here are some of them. The first crisis arrived the first"cday we moved into our gleaming new offices in the Russell House and found that none of our furniture had arrived. Some of the news Letter to the Editor I e'n"""lO saiiy Li Committee used Questions. (lure in notifying Basic Issue seI. h,ee Of Controversy scribed standard Dear Eitor:State institutions The remarks made by different given the IDea n writers in the Gamecock dated - December 2, 1955, concerning the dismissal of Dean Travelstead, appear to have been made with out touchin-g the basic issue. The question is: Does a person holding an appointive position have the right to disagree pub- Me licly with the person or body Founded Jan which appointed him and still editr *The remain in that appointive posi- excr t o tion ? The answer is obvious. sai1 hs No one can deny that Dean EDITOR Traveistead knew what the public MANAGING policy on segregation was and BUSINESS] is in South Carolina. The voters ASSISTANT of South Carolina as recently as NEWS EDI'T November 1952, spoke on this SPORTS ED issue when they granted the SOCIETY El Legislature the authority to FEATURE1 amend the Constitution so as not CIRCULATIO to have a compulsory educational ASSSAN system in South Carolina. In ASSISTANT addition Dean Travelstead knew CARTOONIS'I or had information from which he could have reasonably formed a Roy Williams, belief as to how his immediate Marsha WIseh superiors felt about the matter. Fiher, Don Si It appears that the Exeetitive Committee of the Board of Trustees rightfully exercised Its Billy Mell discretion in notifying Dean Travelstead of it. Intention not Jimmy Tui to renew his contract. 3uInna ill minisces ester stories in the first issue were written at type writers on the floor. At the same time we moved into the new offices, we discovered that the Russell House closed at 11 each night, posing problems in getting pages ready for deadline. We experi enced satisfaction when the president's ad visory council decreed that we could stay in the building till midnight, but dismay when a "baby-sitter" appeared in the office to stay with us. (The misunderstanding was cleared up and we were soon left to our own devices.) One of the biggest crises of the year oc curred when we received the story of the fir ing of Dean Travelstead before it broke in the city papers. It broke before we had a chance to use it, and then the question was whether to say what we felt about it. And as things quieted down, most staff members were proud of the liberal but not radical stand we took, and which we sincerely believe. This semester we have experienced the al most unheard of novelty of cooperating with our next door neighbor, WUSC. 1 .Dedication of the Russell House brought about an extra 12-page issue of the Gamecock n which nearly caused the death of us all. We helped Dew worry about getting money for the Sandlapper and rejoiced with him when an allocation was approved. Patsy and I sweated the Big Thursday game, wondering if Tiger Editor Yike would require us to eat newsprint when we lost, as tradition has it. He didn't. Other things that will be remembered by Gamecock staff members are: The usual skirmishes with Student Coun cil, which only time will tell who won. Finding out at the Associated Collegiate Press conference in Detroit that other papers, both big and small, have the same problems we do. Getting stories that we couldn't release. Trying to get "legislation" passed about the Green Street situation. The night water overflowed in the dark room. And the night someone walked through a closed door in the Russell House. We had trying times, we worried, we lost sleep, we were late to classes, we missed meals, we missed important events, we failed tests, we lost weight, we maybe even started turning gray. But most of all, we loved it. I did.-C.M. Ut the Executive notifiedl or the committee's inten the best proce- tion not to renew his contract. the dean that Nevertheless, the dean, being an uld not be re- educator from the South, knew ould be a pre- wvhat the public policy was, and by wvhich the therefore r'eceivedl exactly what ployees of the he should have expected. could be guidled, Sincerely, ould have been Windell McCrackin iefore his being Class (Law) of 1955 GA -cocG CROWING FOR A CREATER ERSITY OF SOUTH CAROLINA mber of Associated Collegiate Press wnary 30, 1908. with Robert Elliott Consales as the first Gamecock" is published by and for the students of the South Carolina weekly, on Fridays, during the ollege n holidays and during examinations, expressed by columnisats and letter writer. are not neces ,f The Gamecok." Publshing does not constitute an. CAROLYN McCLUNG EDITOR PATSY PENNEY 4ANAGER KAT ANTHONY MANAGING EDITOR .Dew James 1 OR .Herbert Bryant i )ITOR . . Pat Treacy ITOR ...Walter Johnson DITOR Linda Cauthen i CDITOR . . ..Kay Oxner N MANAGER Billy Bruce BUSINESS MA NAGE R ... Carol Shockey EIE RS .. Bob Kelsey, Bob Finley SPORTS E DIT OR . . B id Badger * .........Richard Alpert < STAFF REPORTERS Tom Walker, Lewis Cromer, Barbara Hawthorne, eart, Carol Watson, Marian Upchurch, Marcia sott, Bill Atkinson, Jim Elvington, Kenny Rose COLUMNISTS ette, Pat Treacy, Dew James, Herb Bryant BUSINESS STAFFt mer, Windy Mullinax, Marion Singley, Edith THE MORNING BEF4 BILLY MELLETTE A Trip To Arrangi "Tommy and the Giants," an excerpt from the book "The Cats from Five Points," con taining the journey of the Prodigal Cats and establishing the character of one Tommy Anderson, of Florence, as one of the Cats. Let it be known that Tommy ad been for years trying to coax he New York Giants into a Vorld Series with the Cleveland ndians. He called me that after oon and presented his plan to ne, which was that if the Giants vould cooperate the whole thing vould be in the bag. A pitching taff, he said, was what they eeded. The infield was in pretty rood shape. Tommy's mother did not share he enthusiasm we felt, particu arly when we pepsi-colaed rings into the tops of her tables. We lways drank them when discuss ng baseball. "Move your feet," she said, neaning for us to get out of the iving room if we were going to rink Pepsi-Colas. I noticed the nok in Tommy's eyes even then, ut since it was afternoon noth ng would happen for several Ours. Tommy moves very little n summer afternoons, reserving is strength for the cooler nights. "And empty the garbage," she aid. That night I met Tommy at the rive-in and saw the idea born arlier was maturing. He looked t me with the eyes of a fox. "We are going to New York," e announced. The next morning I was at his ouse early: eight o'clock. He ressed and spoke to his mother. "We are going to New York." "You forgot to empty the gar age ye'sterday," she said. When?" "In a fewv minutes." "It's about time. They p)ick it p soon.'' "I mean Newv York, in a fewv n in utes." "Pass me the grits," she said, 'and dlon't be silly." "We will be back in a wveek or "I cannot eat grits without the mutter. Pass that, too." At 11 o'clock we were in Dillon, ome 40 miles from Florence and everal hundred from New York. ly four o'clock we wvere yet in )illon wvhen a big truck stopped or us. "I am prob)ably the only man n the world with 25 children," he driver p)ointedl out to us. What (10 you think about that?" We drove wvith him for the istance of more than half of 'orth Carolina's depth. Then an Lutomob)ile with three boys in it iffered to take us to Haltimore or a dollar apiece. We pah'l: It was dlark. At a traffic ligit in lichmond we stopped1 behind a vatermelon truck and two of the >oys got out. When the light had Collegiate A group of nurses at the Jniversity of Pennsylvania Nuns ng school recently wrote an Rsay entitled "What Is a Col ege Boy ?" and it was reprin-ted n the Ohio State I,antern. Here re a few selections: A college boy is laziness with >each-fuzz on its face, idiocy vith lanolin on its hair, and the 'Hope of the Future" with an verdrawn bank book in its ocket. A college boy is a composite ..he has th(e energy of a Rip /an Winkle, the shyness of a 4r. Micawber, the practicality of Don Quixote, the kindness of a 4arquis de Sade, the imagina ion of Bill Sykes, the aspira ions of a Casanova andl when. e wants something it is usually )RE FINAL EXAMS Fo N.Y. A Game changed to green color they had two watermelons. We stopped at a filling station and put the melons In the trunk, along with a great number of oranges and sundry fruit fronm Florida. "We have been to Florida," is what they told us. Out of the back window I watched the attendant shaking his fist at us when we left with a good tank of gasoline. It was at this time I began to suspect certain things about the honesty of the boys we were with, but Tommy and I dlid not ask ques tions. We ate oranges and watched things pass by outside of the window. A t six o'clock the next morn ing we stood in the rain outside of Baltimore. A young accoun tant carried us to the Delaware Memorial Bridge, except he did not come along until nine o'clock. We got wet. At the bridge a policeman was coming toward us when an Oldsmobile stopped. The man driving the Oldsmobile car ried uts with him on some sort of route that took us to the remote parts of New Jersey as not seen on at map. We went to the fish ing village of Port Monmouth and watched the garbage wash around in the surf. The water was grey. The man finished his business by one or two that afternoon and we cruised for the great city of New York. We drove on park ways and turnpikes like atoms that are spinning. We saw twin bridges rise out of nowhere and hang against the sky. We saw hihastitthmevsit patterns of arhtcua euy and we aw shis floaingi h wate. 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You canv paerns off yrhited,ra butyu cn'tI wet ships ofloatin expnse acoun. WIe isav gr-acct girso chante bundlbse the we saw uwhoe n eou inm he atunine. wThn in-l the lsantee psace of house, and dreyond hat ca make irreguaskylmgineofth cnityificn asithh flahed wpords ain fl~unl we nn11(1nolo"e DEW JAMES Her Da Had Pre The place wasn't the most in viting I have ever seen, but they sold oysters steaming hot on the hull. The patrons ranged from slop ply old men in overalls and un shaven faces to young mothers wearing still emblemed sweat shirts from their college days which probably weren't many.... Her daughter had pretty eyes. In the corner the jukebox played in almost perfect alter nating sequence, hymns of hill and country and then beaci-cat shag. A skinny boy traipsed the aisle with pans of steaming oysters. We waited. . . . A fat woman in graying white took our order. The little girl with pretty eyes and no playmate wandered up and down the aisles, then to her mother, then up and down the aisles. We waited. . . . Intermittent bursts of laughter with mono toned conversation filled the room when the jukebox rested. The smoke got thick and then thinned when the door opened for an entrance ,or exit. We waited.. .. The skinny boy brought the pan of steaming oysters. We ate. The young mother talked and her daughter had pretty eyes. * * * Bogging through the mud to the sandy bottom of the tide swept channels is all a part of the game. The game is flounder ing in something of an archaic fashion with a gigg and inner tubes for buoyancy in the deeper coves. , HERBERT BRYANT Green Holidays, With the holidays, and all that normally goes with theni, over, most are settled back into their respective ruts. It seems that some are busy with studying that they had anticipated (doing dluring the vacation p)eriod, but just never sbem ed to have gotten aroundl to it. Speaking of holidays, Student Council should be congratulated for submitting a request to have the holidays start sooner than hadi been planned. Student Coun cil was on the ball, andi the ad ministration was understanding and showved that it is willing to cooperate wvith the student body. What happened to Clemson! This year's Student Council has not beeni idle and has showed that it is a student government in action as well as in name. Another thing they are doing that is in the final stages is wvorking toward a "course evaluation sys tem" that will give the students a say in their curriculum. This is certainly a move forwvard. * * * The Honor Board has been busy this week wvith Honor Em phasis Week. Members of the Hoard have been addiressing the variouis freshmen English 11 clse in an attempt to reach all of the new USC students andi familiarize thenm with the honor system at Carolina. It is hoped that honor will be emplhasiz/ed during the'full year andl not just for one week. * * * In the D)ecember 9) issue of the Gamecock this wreiter wrote a column on the G;reen Street traf fic problem. It was emphasized PATSY PENNEY Farewe Rtex has retired as head coach andl 14 years of coaching for him have come to an endi. His retire ment, however, is (different from many others. Rex, (despite, a horrid season, leaves in glory, not with the bruising remarks made when so many other coaches have step)ped down. Studients and alumni have gruImb)idyes. But there are few who have not at the same time hadi praises for him. Rex is ughter tty Eyes The warm-weather a p o r t weaves you through the marsh lands toward the ocean with the falling tide and you drift back with your catch on a wire at tached at the middle when the tide changes its flow. I Jon't know who Invented the sport, but a Negro named Moses seems to have become very pro-W ficient-at it. Moses lives in a one-roomed shack on the banks of the marsh lands. The shack which has felt the winds of Hazel, Diane and many of her sisters, stands some thing like an old fort when you look at it from far across the marshes. You wonder how when you notice that it is constructed mostly from old furniture crates, driftwood, and rusty sheets of tin. Moses fishes for flounders in the summer. In the winter, he rows out into the marshlands and digs oysters and clams from their slimy haunts. Much of his harvest is swapped barter-fashion to farmers for potatoes, meal, etc. He sells some to nearby seafood markets and sometimes sells to an amateur who had had a poor day. Moses is a lover of art. His art comes from the sea. I re member looking with boyish fas cination at two huge clams and a tortoise shell that he hung beside the door to his shack. I didn't think of it as art then, but now I'm sure it was. Few spectacles are more beau tiful than a field of grass and corn stalks burning at a winter's dusk. Street, Petitions in that column that Student Council was working toward al leviating the grave problem that concerns human life. Besides that for Student Coun cil, credit should also go to the Carolina Veterans Association ,who first went on record as favoring immediate action to the doing away of danger to students criosing Gre Street since the center of student activity has mnoveud from the old campus. Four letters were wvritten to Mayor D)reher; President Russell; Dr. WV. H. Patterson, dean of admin istration; and Campus Police Chief Colie B. Blundrick, respec tively, suggesting that something be done about the problem. S ince strong argu meat has come out about the problem it is encouraging to see that some thing wvas done when the traffic lights were placed on the corner of Hull and G;reer.. Never underestimate the at traction of a petition. Petitions were placed in the veterans office right after the holidays during the periodl when veterans go to the office to sign up for their monthly allowance. They were placed there by the Carolina Vet erans A ssociation. IIeywvard1 Mc D)onald, president of the organ ization, said it was a big success. The petitions wvere sent to South Carolina Senators and Represen tatives in Congress favoring the passage of Senate Bill 538 which will allowv for an increase of from $35 to $45 per month for vet erans now enrolled undier Public L,aw 550. Mr. McDonald said the eight large sheets were com J)letely filled with names. II, Rex called a good pub)lic relations man for the University andl un doub)tedlly, in being a sincere per son, he has greatly helped the school. We would1 hate to lose such a fine gentleman for good. In his capacity as athletic di rector, he is sure to do a fine .iob--as he has (lone in the past. To the team of Rex Enright, athletic director, and Warren Geise, head football coach, may wve wish the es of suce