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Dig T Focusei Approximately 35,000 pair cited eyes will focus on 22 1 battle of the year for South Fair Grounds. The lucky ones with ticket game that will more than lil requisite for a New Year's Miami. From all over the state other parts will converge, wei est colors in new dress, but away from the Garnet and ] and Orange in their hearts. Although there can be on1: are sure that fans will witi A GRADUATE A Fabli Tigers Editor's Note: The author of this is Mrs. B. O. Goettee (Ruth Parler), class of '37. It is not usually our policy to run columns by anyone other than students, but this was so good that we couldn't overlook it. Once upon a time, In the year 1956, there dwelt at Clemson, South Carolina, the descendants of the Tiger family. The head of the Tiger family, Papa Frank H. Tiger, had a house full of strong, stalwart sons, who were dear to his heart; but dearest of them all was his son Joel W. Tiger, who was strong of limb and fleet of foot. Now Joel W. Tiger and all his brothers, including Baby Rudy H. Tiger, all possessed a great lik ing for orange juice and it is very strongly suspected that this taste was inherited from Papa Frank. Now Papa Frank Tiger was a dear, lovable ole soul, who possessed great love and affec CARL M. REYNOLI Culture: P And It was evidenced at the NBC opera production of "Madame Butterfly," that the University would do well to initiate active steps in bringing to the campus, some effective program along the lines of an artist series. This is not an original appeal, howvever, since much has been written and said in recent weeks and years, concerning this sub ject. Carolina does have a number of culture-stimulating events an nually, such as the Carolina Clemson game, panty raids, pep rallies, and eight o'clock classes. But at best, these seem to leave much to be desired by students and faculty who, perhaps, don't have a keen thirst for, but at ROBERT TALBERT TheFat Ca Here beginneth a fable, like. Tfhere lived in that jumping land along the coast, two real crazy animals. One was a fat cat of the uplands and the other was a cool rooster of the mid-lands. These two hipsters were the talk of the coast because they were real tough lads and all. They both had big eyes for the title of the King of the Coast. This fat cat was a boastful sort and he was talking big trash how he had beaten some guy we'arinlg Blue Sox. He went on to say that he had also battled a live Gator to a draw. The fat cat's worshippers keep this noise up b)y telling of his prowess over a pack of wolves and how he trounced a Baptist Deacon that wandered in his path. The fat eat sat back on his haunches and thought to himself that he was a solid dad and he wasn't worried about that rooster down state. Like we've said, this rooster stood around and played it real cool. Man, no one thought the little "bird" was tough and everyone put the bad mouth on him. This cool rooster showed all the wise guys that they were talking out of their ear when he started off by beating a Terrier that happened along. The fat cat just laughed and said that the Terrier was just a pup and wasn't full grown. Well, the cool rooster traveled southa.nd got aunht in a Hur hursday On B s of eager, ex- best loosing ble men in the the Gamecoi Carolina at the Thursday pi Everyone is s will witness a like it on BiE :ely be the pre- For Clems< Day game in welcome you flung open t ind some from our territor; wring their new- prevails. it will not take But we w 3lack or Purple right here ar We have 1 one victor, we tion whatsoe iess one of the CLEMSON! D About Gai And Orang tion for all his fellowmen, with the exception of the family of Warren G. Gamecock, who dwelt in splendor in their beautiful new home, The Round House, in Columbia. Papa- Frank just couldn't stand Warren G. Gamecock, with his fresh young ideas, and his college boy crew-cut, and partic. ularly obnoxious to Papa Frank were the lively boys of the War ren G. Gamecock family, and especially Mackie P. Gamecock, llawkins Gamecock and King D. Gamecock, these three be just couldn't care for at all; but most of all he couldn't care for big, bad Sam DeL. Gamecock. This boy Sam DeL. was always getting into everybody's way, and Papa Frank Tiger was most anxious that he not get in the way of his beloved Joel, when he paid his annual visit to Colum bia.. . . Now the feuding and the fussin' between the Tiger and Gamecock families has been go ing on for many and many a >s Ip Rallies, I Lady Butte least an appetite for more so phisticated culture. "Madame Butterfly" was pre sented at the Columbia Township Auditorium. While it was sched uled on a Saturday night . . . usually the night so many week day scholar-s are home or abroad . . . there were sufficient numbers of the University family on hand to be a reasonable indi cation of the need for more for mal, cultural attractions for the University. Many who attended were of the school faculty; the number of studlents wvas surprisingly big . . not really surprisingly big . . . for many studlents find great inspiration in programs of this sor.t. Lt And Thse C r'icane but the little "bird" held his ground and came out of it with only his feathers slightly blown. Tho cool rooster ther turned around and surprised all those along the coast by beating the pants off a big Blue Devil This slightly disturbed the fai cat so he sent spies out to watcl the little "bird" in action. The rooster showed the spiel some real crazy action as he climbed all over a Ram with Tai on his Heels, Hie then venture< north and spurred a suave Cav alier into submission. All the tongues began to wag and the hipsters realized that this roostel was no ordinary chicken. The fat cat was still saucy and the rooster just played it cool like. ECveryone saw that a clasl between the two was inevitabl< and it looked like the winner o the scrap would be King of th< Coast. It was decided that th' t wo should meet on a Big Thurs (lay. Ticke'ts were sold and the: were quickly snuffed up by th followers of the two lads. Mar the tension mounted und th spirit was high ($6.00 a fifth) Everyone from all over con verged on the rooster's homn town to see the struggle. The fat cat was talking sassy saying that he could whip whole coop-full of chickens. The rooster was still playinj Event lNation teams in the nation. For when cks and Tigers meet on Big tst records are not regarded. an All-American, and they play Thursday. n followers we will say that we to our campus. Our doors are > you and we welcome you into v where good sportsmanship ant to promise you one thing d now: the desire, without any hesita ver, to BEAT HELL OUT OF necocks, re Juice generation, and it has become an established custom that the Tiger family descend from the hills of Clemson in the fall each year and move into the territory of the Gamecocks, where a terrific struggle for the survival of the fittest takes place. . . . In years past, these struggles between the fairest and strongest of the Tiger and Gamecock clans, have been so fierce that the entire state (and some parts of North Carolina, Georgia and Arizona) have been all "shook up." . . . But folks, you ain't seen or heard nothing yet, until the bat tle begins this year, because guess what I have just found out from first cousin, once re moved, Jake P. Gamecock? Well, it's just this . . . them Tiger boys are gonna have one heck of a time winning the bat tle this year 'cause it seems that Papa Warren G. Gamecock has gone and put his boys on a diet of orange juice, tool May the best team win . . . as long as it's our GAMECOCKS! !anty Raids rAlies If an artist series were to be brought to the University . . . every student would not be in terested. Hundreds would not bother to inform themselves of the series at all. It is reasonable to assert, nonetheless, that enough would be interested to fill at least D)rayton Hall. Drayton is a small auditorium .. . but few events on camp~us attract crowds that even near the number which could he accommodated by Dray ton. Then . . .is it unreasonable tc want, to desire, to anticipate, tc seek an artist series? A small admission couldl be charged, which could go far in defraying the expenses. ool Hoosier until they looked like Blut Blades. This lig Thursday day finally came andl everyone made it t< the field where the battle wan to commence. Rumor had it, that the winner would probably get t< go to the big party held ever) New Year's at the Orange Bowl Man, the place was packed an< everyone wvas screaming and all It looked like a real blast. Banda p)layed some real crazy musii Iand all the chicks were dresse< - in their best threads. Man, yon talk about a party, this one wal on. TIhe joint really jumpe.d anm r(everybody was feeling good anm the sp)irit flowed all over th I place. ,The fat cat trippedl on to th 1 field, haughty like, and all of hi B followers went wild. The fat ea f looked real big and it appeare< B that the rooster was in for a fes a knocks. - Then the cool little rooste legged it out on the green an 'his fans tore the place aparl B The "b)ird" looked fast and shift Sand he had class written all ove L him. -All of a sudden everything ge - still and all. B Then the battle began. Trhe little rooster started fa. and began to spur the fat ca from every angle. The fat ca couldn't ever get claw hold o: r the rooster. A t times when h . thought he hna him, the co Vf;: 6, ~1 1 CAROLYN McCLU Colle A I Senior Joe College came ou of his dorm wearing his sporties outfit and carrying a plaid blar ket, a picnic basket, a jug o something and a Carolina mega phone, shaker, bell and pennan It was football season an Senior Joe was going forth t celebrate a golden Fair Wee afternoon on the gridiron. "I am going forth to celebrat a golden Fair Week afternoo on the gridiron," is the wa Senior Joe College phrased i himself, as a matter of fact. "Then why are you leaving a early in the morning and why d you look so grim?" asked passer-by as Joe was loading hi stuff into his car. "Because, as you know ver well, Carolina is playing Clen son today," he said. "There wi he more people than there ax seats in the stadium and tli traffic will be terrible. Trave ing under trying conditions all part of going to the footba game. The streets will be hopl lessly jammed. Parking will 1 difficult at best. And I will nes time to eat my picnic lunch a ter I get there because anybod who would eat at the Russe House or anywhere else tods is; out of his mind. It will be long day and quite a frazzlir 'Then why are you going?" "Because I like football ar because this is the Carolini Clemson game to which Ever; body goes, and because if v win, we might get a chance go to Miami for the Orang JHowl. "IBe'autyj is truth, truth beauty," -- that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.-Keats, Ode on a Grecian Urn. When chill November's surly blast made field, and forests bare.--Robert Burns, 3 Man Was Made to Mourn. t iooster would take off in the s and surprise the cat with a qui v spur to the right or left. The i cat looked like a real square. r All of this time the rooste: fans were going crazy. Th . were getting some real go y kicks from the contest. r When it was all over the j cat looked like a beat daddy a t the young rooster was a re proud and he strutted off, b like. t The whole town came aps t at the seams and everyone a t swinging. 2And that's how it was wh a the cool, little rooster cut the I caet )J TG' uc.. Ic e Joe We Football Go t "Yes, this is the game of all t games," said Joe College as he attached a modest streamer to fthe radio aerial of his car. "It would have to be or people wouldn't put up with the incon veniences. I will drive to the I game in a solid stream of traf fic, for instance, with madmen roaring past me in the wrong lane. I will eat deviled eggs in stead of a proper lunch. I will e park a mile from the stadium n and set out on foot. In the course of the trek I will meet at least t three gentlemen who live on my floor in the dormitory but who, because of their condition, will o fail to recognize me. Neverthe o less, they will invite me to meet a them after the game for a vic tory celebration, and I will s agree." "You expect your team to win y the game?" Jo. 'Bu e egoo ihm -g oi ahado e ody. Foosetbwill Gghesvn t"een this lise athgm of aa seniors ad Joehoullegae has he eabttced sat mDecty steaimet dtherawil aea fis patiarlyI would memer tof be oraternity Sanienceir daes wl are tothe gaeing aoih stamof taf-u fict for intane wmen amenar roing Buptat meonb the worst ane. illetd,ienegn stead on't?" rluc. wl "No.k mieromil te smeneim damy set outen foot.et there.oThie becaus of te e codton, wsoia Founedeanury t,98 wiivt et eth thedater, The gamefork a. vuic tory ceebratio,and d dil aYo epetdoretemg to wi BUSINEs expect ER wi. Be-. 11 sdsISAv T fiANAG N inEres e nwin, ExpIned ......... 1 "ysat AS illA n thsvn-M yatdLhirdaCate, ho Caire noth ySncoBttt Can't Lynoo Abhe, ors a on,An Critll."Vll rt I Hero n,n'ktG?br" "No. ere wllard, someonearr Jny setwelborn, theel This dnCOU at Cr . enls-Mn ot Fo Mune Manay0.1,withr_ nt To ue time it will be a large man, adamant and surly, who paid $26 for a student ticket and the priv ilege of sitting in the student section. There will be a scene be for I persuade him to leave. "On my right will be a stu dent who keeps calling the plays for the quarterback, bellowing at the coach and finally bellow ing at his date when she asks him to be quiet. In front of me will be an enthusiastic freshman who keeps jumping up and knocking over my jug. All very disconcerting." "It sounds worse than that." "It will be," said Senior Joe. "I will have to put up with cheer leaders whose exhortations al ways make me nervous. And I will probably have to watch a drill team at half-time. Some times I think one more drill team will be the end of me. It will probably rain, we might even lose the game, I will forget to eat supper, and the drive home wvill be hectic." "Well, try to make the best of it and I'll be thinking of you as 1 sit comfortably at home listen ing to the radio," said the passer by. "I was about to mention that I have an extra seat on the sev enteen yard line," Senior Joe said. "It will be worth $50 when 1 get to the stadium, but I will let you have it for $40. Would you like to come along?" "Gladly." And away they went. (With apologies to Charles McDowell, Jr. in the Richmond Times-Dispatch, Richmond, Va.) A GREATER DUTH CAROLINA d Collegiate Press mbort Elliott Censales as the mrit d by ad for the students of the e dn rdas .during the esg mists and letter writer's are not -Pbishlna does not emnstletse HERBERT BRYANT NANCY FOX CAROL SHOCKEY [TOR ...Roy WillIams ..Sylvia Hanna Jerry Sanders -..... ...Jerry McGuir. -...Melba Corley ....Barbara Hawthorne RtS - Mac Hill NAGE R .....Edith Bullock - . David Monteith Richard Alpert Walt Horton, Bob Cooper PORTERS loon, Carol Watson, Barbara t, Bart Rast, Nancy Carroll, a Smith, Ann Carol Ander ogelgesang, Carol Babb, Mac 3 STAFF WJarren Ha ir Phillip Beard, Sullivan, Mfarion Singley, is, Libby Timmons. NISTs m., Rohbet Talert J. Ca. NANCY FOX A Question Of Private Honor Carolina has recently been flooded with a noisome and dis tasteful array of oblong plac ards, designed, we adjudge, to stimulate all straightforward students into a rebirth of hon esty and soul-searching on the point of honor. These ugly placards, scream ing with dull boldness their puerile platitudes, are so child ish as to offend the most un sophisticated undergraduate and so banal that not even a legion 4 of grade schoolers could be im pressed by them. Their presence in University classrooms is equivalent to the same incon gruity as a loyal Carolinian in the Clemson stands on Big Thursday. Rather than being the "first real approach to the (honor) problem," the posting of the mot toes is an insulting, though un doubtedly an indeliberate slap in the face to every student here who possesses a sense of per sonal honor. 0 n e Gamecock columnist stated last week that "before a true honor principle can be es tablished . . . the students must have a state of mind which com pels them to honesty." That par ticular observation was correct. But the writer forgot to add that the state of mind presum ably influences one's character, which by the time of matricula tion has been developed in either a positive or a negative pattern. Clothes do not make the man, another truism points out. Neither do hackneyed signs long deter established behavior codes, be they acceptable or not. Students who require inane re minders to govern their conduct do not belong in a state univer sity and representatives of a school who support such a pro gram might do well to reflect on their own maturity. In addition to belittling the maturity, intelligence, and in tegrity of students at the Uni versity, the placard plague goes further. The thought of having visitors to campus classrooms view the insulting reminders Is enough to make every Carolina student blush with embarrass ment. Another slap to University students, this one on the wrists, came with demands that students 4 prefix "on my honor" to the al ready extraneous required honor pledge on all quizzes and exam inations. This innovation, along with the card idea, suggests an evaluation of the whole honor system. Some of us, who are neither romantic idealists or haloed sera phim, understood, perhaps erron eously, that our very presence at this University endows us with responsibility which t honor pledge purports to extrac3, Being confronted constantly by the necessity of signing the su perfluous message is therefore a not very subtle assertion that we are either idiots who cannot accept or fulfill responsibility or that we are not quite incorrigibly dishonest and If reminded enough times, we will adjust our wayward vista to straight and narrow paths. This attitude, which Hong Board is unmistakably enamored o'f now, is the most certain way possible to incur contempt and mockery for the honor principle. IHonor is a double edged con cept. "A nice sense of what is right, just and true" is one defi nition. Equally important is the implication concerning "recog nition of one's title to respect andl esteem or any other mani festation of much recognition." It seems plausible to ascertain then that the sign supporters momentarily forgot the latter. If the abominable placards have to decorate classroom walls, we can always find comfort In their hiding the "No Smoking" signs. And after all, amusing signs are always more appealing than