The War Whoop (Abilene, Tex.), Vol. 29, No. 14, Ed. 1, Friday, December 21, 1951 Page: 2 of 4
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CHRISTMAS
IN RUSSIA
ky KIN WTATT
1 wot Hip night lieloie Chmimii when nil
t)iroui)h Ihr lly
Not n cipntorp vmu slitting not even n spy
lite liofooko wot hung liy the chimney
v.ith fOIP
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Kip ihiMirn p.p Inymo oil dead in tlipil
hrdt
Whilo Hip win! vtliittled through mill
holit in llirn heads
And Mima in Iipi liplmol nnd I In my cop
Mod usl tplllpd out limint tot o look nl
IIip mop
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tlottpr
I sptnno from m choir 10 set v.liot win
Hip mollpf
Awoy lo Hip window I ctept like o lo.
Yanked shut Hip shuttets ond checked oil
Hip locks
Hie moon on tlu tutli ol Hip sidewalk
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students who
contests to date
do not pew!
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about our poor
opposing team
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Kach earvNIBst day or the year tons around we
be;; in to think oBiv cur's resolutions. They arc usually
about the same eaTnyear I resolve to be a better person I
resolve to study more I resolve to treat my parents and elders
with more respect but just how seriously do we take this
easily-said "I resolve"?
Tne past year we have all made many mistakes and blunders
We have in'-g eeted others while pursuing our own selfish de-
sires. We have gotten in the habit of rationalizing "Oh well
why should I speak to him; he's never nice to me" or "It won't
hurt if I don't go to church this morning I couldn't stay
awake anyway."
This January the first or even right this day is the time to
take an inventory of ourselves. There are many things we
would like to correct and all things are possible if we have a
Christian attitude and the determination. Would we find that
we need to make these resolutions?
WE RESOLVE to think less of ourselves and try to be more
thoughtful and considerate of others.
WE RESOLVE to be better Christians. Others are watching
us and wc will try to act in such a way that will be a good
example to them.
WE RESOLVE to take our studies more seriously and al-
ways remember that our teachers are human beings also and
should be treated with respect and consideration.
WE RESOLVE to remember our parents more often. May-
wc never forget they have sacrificed in many ways to send us
to college and may we never treat them unkindly.
New Year's is a resolution time and a time to "turn over a
now leaf." Why put off being better persons for another year
when it will make others as well as ourselves happier all
through 1952? Anne Clark.
(Ed.'s Note: This Christmas editorial was taken from the
1931 Christmas edition of the War Whoop.)
The Christmas Holiday is the most beautiful of all holidays
because of its simplicity. It touches the hearts of the children ;
it appeals to the parents; it is wonderful in its appeals to every
thoughtful person the shepherds an open Heaven a barn a
manger for a crib and a little baby. Could anything be more
exquisitely simple? All the details appeal to and command the
awe of every one of us and call forth from us the highest
character of praise.
Christmas is the birthday of the Great Peace Maker. Peace
between estranged friends and neighbors rests on the same
principles as peacemaking between churches and nation. We
should catch anew the wondrous strains of thut angel son;?
"Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace and good will
among men." These words are still the music and the in i 'ra-
tion of the world. If there exists one problem above ai ' ler
that should concern the Christian it is the maintemai. of
world peace. The basis of Christian conduct is peace on earth.
The church aloof from the temptations of political and com-
mercial power is peculiarly well circumstanced to make its
voice heard and its influence felt in a disinterested way for the
cause of peace. I have never been able to reconcile the Chris-
tian principle of the Golden Rule with the institution of war.
This story is especially interesting in this connection Day
was dawning on a battlefield in France through a fog so thick
that no one could see moie than a few yards from the trenches.
In the night the Germans had drawn back their lines a little
and the French had gone forward and between the two stood
a lonely farm house. As the sun arose heavy guns began to
boom. But suddenly both sides ceased firing and there was a
dead strange stillness. Midway between the trenches and near
the o'd farm house in the meadow on its hands and knees was
;v litt'e child. It appeared perfectly happv and contented and
was smiling as it clutched a dandelion. Not a shot was fired;
scarcely did a soldier on either side dare to breathe. This which
was an inferno of shot and shell was now something like a
peaceful island or a cool friendly oasis. Suddenly a soldier
jumped out of the trenches and ran to where the child was
creeping on the ground. He tenderly took it up in his arms and
carried it back to shelter. No shot came from the trenches but
along both lines there rang a mighty cheer. The coming of a
little child brought peace just as nearly two thousand years
ago when the Prince of Peace was born on that first Christmas
morning. He brought peace and good will to all men. When all
nations know and love Got! there will be no more war.
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Willi o lug ol i dnvpi. to orouchy ond slow
I know in ii nionipilt li mull Iip Uncle Joe
Moip uhp Hion dpotli hit tlovpt Hipv coiup
And lip cursed ond tliouipd nnd collpd
Hipm liy nimp
Now Woi now DpoiIi no you ol Mrs
Hull
On I"poi on Reost on Plundpr nnd lust
lo Hip loo ol Hip woild to answer my coll
uuh nway both owny
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ciuiP lly
Whpn Ihpy nippt on oht'oclp it piutt nip
Now up on Hip houtptop llip tlovpt Ihpy
Hpw
With o pock full ol grenades ond Uncle
Jop too
Ihpn in o honor I hpotd on thp roof
Ihp crushing and pawing of each lug noof
At I dipw in my hpod ond wot gpltinq n
toth
Down thp ihininpy Unclp Jop camp with
Up wot In uniloim fioni hit toot t.
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Hp turned to Mama and fillpd lipr
A Ipimfle of Joy he had flung on hit liaxk
Poor lilllp Joy thp had dipd on Ihp lack
Mil eyes how thpy flott)d hit muttachc
dtaoped to .
Hit tug blobhi ig njouth diuwn dcjwn like
n bow
Ihp iiump of a pipe. hc lietd tigh tn hit
hand
Willi it lie hit brother iflht' smock In thp
pun j
A gouge of my eye and n 'twitt of my
head
Soon govp mp to know I d be bettor off
dead
He tpiang to hit tank to hit tlavet gave
o cull
But in owny they roller they tote down the
Bui I heuid him exclaim eip hi
of light
Hod td communism to Russia
id might.
Journalism Class
Holds Yule Party
MembiTH of the Journalism Class
220 hjjld their Christmas party
" Tuesday night in the home of Ma-
lian Pechagek. '
Gifts of a comicnl nature were
exchanged among the members
after which refreshments were
served.
'STANLEY PARTY'
GIVEN BY TIP
"Did Santa bring me all these
toys!"
TIu'hc wen the words of
"Stanley" the needy child for
whom Til' gave its annual
Chrltttniat party Sunday after-
noon. Highlighting the event held in
the home of DeAun Sisson who
presented toys to the visitor from
each individual member. The club
then gave Stanley a pair of cow-
boy boots.
CiiftH were exchanged among
members and the group altto
prenented MIhh Willie Mae Chrln-
topher NpoiiMir with a gift.
Norma Balrd gave u medley of
ChrlxtmaH Hongw which waH fol-
lowed by the club singing carols.
Attending the party were: Vir-
ginia Rogers Barbara Davis Rob-
bie Jay Barbara Walden Byrdie
West Iris Kendall Jane Ann
Steen Prankie Mueller Marian
Pechacek Sarah Widmer Norma
Baird Anne Clark Mrs. Sisson
Miss Christopher and Stanley.
"I'M. TAKK THIS PKKSKNT ... all tied up in the green pack-
age." says Santa Claus of Mi's. Andrew W. Hunt. The wife of
the head of the education and psychology department is shown
accepting popcorn from jolly old St. Nick at Dr. Cooke's Christ-
mas party last week. Mrs. Hunt incidentally served on the
refreshment committee.
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Campus-Site
Today was the day!
.There was no w.iy out. I'd hunt-
ed one and failed. I'd just have to
go thiough Tjvrth it; everyone does.
It was qll planned. Tluee of my
buddies had volunteered to go nnd
I did too Just to save face. Now
that I had committed my self
though I didn't know how suc-
cessfully I would meet the test.
I'd done it several times before
but my heart ' was still pounding
like a pneu'tuatic hammer why?
We were 'td make the two-mile
trek to 'the objective and accom-
plish our 'mission quickly then
only 'could we lest. The only draw-
back was that the mission was
never really accomplished; it was
just put aside for a time.
I wouldn't let the other guys
know I was afraid it leaves a
bad impression on the younger
ones my superiors had said. For
all they knew I was just another
Joe; I'd been away from home
over two years now and should
have begun to sleep a little at
nights relax and forget about
mornings like this one. My last
the
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1923 at the Pott Office al Abilene Texas
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Will White
Anne Clark
Betty Stephent
Claude Mornton
Harold Maples
Scctt Broolthue
Marian Pechacek
Irit Kendall
Wayne Daniel
Editor in Chief
Astociate Editor
Butinett Manager
Photographer
Cartoonist
Sports Editor
Co Society Editor
Co Society Editor
feature Editor
CFPOBTFCC Rvrdip Wet AM- F.. u...
Walker Barbara Walden Don Ramsey Wayne
Parker lou Jeon Watkins Sally Owens Cathy
Beaird Sara Norman Richatd Adams Otlo
Mitchell
by Will White
conscious thought as I heard six
leet approaching was a command-
ing "Don't turn yellow."
They had llguied I'd be asleep
I wasn't. In hadn't slept since I'd
decided to make myself do this
thing and it would be t lon; time
before I'd sleep again. Not a wind
was uttered. I wondered if they
were fiightened too; I doubted it;
at least you couldn't detect it in
their eyes.
As we trudged along in the liq-
uid snow the thought of home
panged me- would I ever see home
again? It was their fault. Me -an
only child who lived on n lonely
farm all his life. Atom nnd Dad
always treated me like a small
bottle of nitro-glycerlne alwa
hiu boring nlways protecting mcJ
I couldn't depend on them now; I
had to conquer this fear alone.
Vehicles moving up and planes
splitting the "weeping-willow" fog
bioke up my thoughts for the mo-
incut. But only for the moment. I had
to think of something else: I had
to bar the coming ordeal from my
mind. I felt hot suddenly in the
razor-like wind and the little de-
mons in my head began to stretch
by nerves tight like a musician
preparing his violin for a concert.
I ran night was the only an-
swer. The guys seemed to sense
what I was going to do 'cause
they didn't yell after me they
just ran after me. The four-year
veteran knocked me flat and the
other two coasted up. They just
looked ibut "Coward" gonged in
my eardrums.
I knew now I had to go; they'd
kill me if the others didn't. I slow-
ly elevated to my now-numb feet
and stood there with head down-
cast in 3hame I had turned yel-
low I couldn't take it I was a
coward I
Then the self-assurant freshmen
broke In "Aw . . . come on guy
cheer up. what's a little Christmas
shopping."
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