Eighteen Scribulus On Collegiate Conversation (cont.) Wordsworth's sweet calm or Gothe's Wide and luminious view to gain." Why talk about such things? Even the comparatively "new" news involved in current events is boring. That young person who dares to introduce an even slightly technical bit of information dealing with a biological, social, or exact science is immediately squelched. To recognize, or attempt to recognize, the beauty nature so unremittingly, so ceaselessly offers to those who seek it is utter foolishness. A prig you are perhaps, "Ye gods, you don't mean to say you're intellectual!'' Strange, that they should look askance at a word containing more than four syllables and a comfortably obvious meaning. Yet it would not do to state that our modern youth is ignorant. Its energies and interests, rather, have been misdirected. It needs to be educated up to a plane of intelligent appreciation and how much greater would that appreciation be if only youth were properly educated! Increasing the capacity for enjoyment can come only through an intelligent, if not intellectual, avenue of approach that of study. And study may be had by far the most readily and most excellently from books. But "book" is a word that automatically solicits much vocal violence. Only the depraved and socially unfit really enjoy a book. One needs to be somewhat morbid wilfully and knowingly to set himself to the task of plowing through some dolorous tome. Class room discussion is necessary, of course, but there the obligation to any publishing house ends. One needs not open a book to find material from which to make conversation! There is too much in the way of personal, physical, and emotional interest asserting the necessity for fulfillment. So long as there is sex, and love in that restricted sense, youth does not demand further serious subjects upon which to discourse. Young people are curiously adverse to indulging in any other weighty topic of conversation. All life is reflected to them as a matter of fortune or misfortune in affairs of the heart. They base their judgments of life upon it and vary their moods accordingly. The sun on Some One's hair or the light in his eyes is far more intriguing as a matter for vocal dissection than that same sun on a far hill or the light that slips along the leaves of a tall and lonely poplar. Benjamin Franklin's belief that silence is more profitably indulged than idle speech very evidently has never been noted by these hurried youngsters who try to be everywhere at once. The reflection that silence offers is an alien thing to the majority of our youths. Too much time is spent "doing things and going places" to induce communion with the philosophies of other, older, wiser men, to further observation of man and his intricate ways for one's own self. Where there is no thought, very logically there should be little to say and these unquenchable females who rattle endlessly do say very little. After the rain of words has ceased, not one portion of that conversation may be recalled. There is no stimulation, no challenge to embark upon some thought-provoking voyage of one's own; only boredom and extreme irritation at such inane ramblings result. Stimulating, vivid give and take of ideas grows more desirable with the increasing opportunities and endeavors of man. What interesting, purposeful hours lie before the young man or woman who will contribute toward the introduction of thought into youthful conversations. The preparation for a full, fine, and beautiful life may thus be laid and yes, for an intellectual one. What dreary, dreary places will those distant firesides be whose owners' minds have not learned the joys of debate, the true "something to talk about" that is gained through persistent perusal of books! Scribulus Nineteen I BELIEVE I am a believer in activity directed toward a worthwhile goal. Activity seems to be the rock foundation of a happy life. Toward what goal activity is being directed is a matter of man's choice; but no matter what the ideal is, if man is achieving it, he is happy, be he the rich man who is amassing millions by a ceasless struggle against competitors or the poor man who is gaining the true concept of the teachings of Christ by a ceaseless struggle against adversity. I believe in God, and I also believe that my concept of Him can grow only as I develop by religious activity. I believe that the world was created by a God whose power is intelligence and, to us, incomprehensible knowledge of eternal laws. I, therefore, believe in the potentialities of knowledge and of science. I believe that modern scientists are unraveling merely the simplest of the mysterious laws by which God governs the universe. I believe in education and knowledge, but only that which can become part of the active life of man. Man grows, not by abstract book learning that soon becomes forgotten information, but by knowledge which has been made part of his activities. Louise Linton Phyllis "Sheba" Mayer: Likes to study dance programs. Is a blonde freshman who likes big, manly shoulders. Is some baby, not a cry-baby, but a hall-baby lurks in the halls trying to dodge admiring Sophs oh, yea, she does. Roberta Ward: Not bad, if you like 'em short and dark (and who doesn't?). Good business for the gas stations lives a long way out. L.R. SAMUELS FROM THE NEW LINGERIE SALON Robes 4.95 Gowns 2.95 Chemises 1.95 Dance Sets 1.95 Beautifully wrapped and boxed for gift giving