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Title: The Carolinian
Issue Date: Volume XV (Issue No. 11) February 1952
Year: 1952
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extracted text: dro/inidn fl/ie CAROLINIAN • PROUDLY PRESENTS TWELVE OF THE FOURTEEN SUCCESSFUL GRADUATES OF THE ADELINA CABAHUG COLLEGE OF THE BOARD JULY, 1951. PHARMACY WHO PASSED EXAMINATIONS HELD LAST MELANIA CAMPOS Mrs. BENEDICTA T. CENIZA RESflTUTA INOCIAN LUISA GERRA (Turn to back inside cover for the other six successful graduates.) Mrs. GLORIA MARFORI-ROSELLO B. ALLER. Published by the students of the University of San Carlos Cebu City • The holidays as usual brought us cheer, gifts, and deadlines. More than ever we are convinced that there is no such thing as a perfect holiday. It's a pity deadlines usually horn in on yuletide celebrations, they complicate one's Christmas vacation. Christmas time is a tough season to get contributions for a college ig a bit desperate until we chanced upon an old r let us down: N. G. Rama. We had to step aside editorial berth. His piece is about today's youth written with insight and authority, he being among the young generation. NGR was CAROLINIAN editor for two terms and one of the three Carolinians who made the CAROLINIAN cover. Miss Alma Volencia of the year. (Sec page 3). Photo by Guillermo • Among the biggest accolades gotten by USC came from Rome. On the inside pictorial we reprint with pardonable pride the congratulatory letter from the Prefect of the Sacred Congregation of Seminaries and Universities on the spectacular achievements of USC as an educational center. Cardinal Joseph Pizzardo, the Prefect of the above-mentioned Congregation, is the eyes and ears of the Holy Father in the department in charge of institutions of learning throughout the world. • To the wail that USC has swelled so fast you know less and less of the people inside it, not excluding those who compose the high brass, the CAROLINIAN pictorial gives a ringside view of the WHO'S WHO in the USC Administration. They run the school and are largely re sponsible for whopping success they have made out of the job. The Vatican cheer was in their direction, and deservedly. EP^o^r^ • Moderator Luis E. Schonfeld, S.V.D., also honors us with an article on Communism. He trains the spotlight on the Communists' snake-in-thegrass vzays and hokus-pokus tactics. In a Communism-drugged world, exposes of this kind are in order. In the confused, jittery, and unpredictable postzvar, era, this country’s youth has taken a back seat. Their fads, ills, morals and problems no longer add up to a lively topic. Beside the headlines of bigtime rackets in high public places, the economic anxieties and the Big Powers’ shadozv-boxing, the story of the young generation today reads like a dull, third-rate novel. What is in the back of the mind of today’s youth? What does he plan for the future? His ambitions, his beliefs, his fears? What hogoblins people his mind? What is he searching for or running away from? What makes him tick or break dozen ? In no other time has there been such a bumper crop of “working students." With one foot inside the classroom and the other in the raw, real zvorld out side, he thinks he has hit a perfect set-up. Betzveen a good secured job and school, most zvould not think tzvice before dumping the books. “What,” they reason, “do you go to school for? To be able to make a living. If you can make a living nozv, why go on schooling?" Culture has too often been mis taken foz- econoznic secuz-ity, and school only a provider of security. Youth has inherited these notions from theiz- elders. (And most educators have done nothing about it, despite golden jubilee celebrations!) lllith the rieuj years, the new youth Guest Editorial By Napoleon G. Rama THE CAROLINIAN Former Editor of The present-dazj experts do not tell us. They seem to have neithez- time nor inclination to take up the studzj of youth, to diagnose him. Their current distractions, e.g., the Kinsezj Report, psycho cases, atomic race, Hollyzvood “altar-ations” have zzzore flavoz- and fashion. This scant concern foz- youth, while fostering his sense of independence, has also brought a curse upon his head. 4s a price for such independence, he has to face his problems alone, solve them with his ozvn resozirces and, znore often than not, sink zvith them zvith no resetting hand to pull him out of trouble. For one thing, the zvaz- years and the hard years after them had done znztch damage to youth’s dreams, frame of znind, znanners and morality. The raw, harrowing experiences in that grim, ferocious epoch had clipped youth’s zvings of idealism. The young znan of todazj is practical, a down-to-dirt realist close to the point of gross materialism. This disposition is frankly reflected by the utterance of a smart-aleck commerce student. Over-hearing the one about hozv hard it is foz- a rich znan to get into heaven, he retorted zvryly: “It is just as hard for a pooz- znan to remain on earth.” Unlike his elders zvho, in theiz- salad days, nevez- had to think of the znatz-iculation fees, or graduation suit, or even the next meal a problem, the young znan of todazj is all too fazniliaz- zvith lean years; too zvell-acqziainted zvith the pale pinched look of povertzj that stared him in the face in the zvaz- years, and has never quite gotten out of sight. Today, acutelzj azcare of tough times, he is desperatelzj making sure that he need not have to go through hell again. Economics has been dragged into his orbit of concern. It is nozv as much his business as his parents’ and the bank presidents’. Probably, znuch of youth’s trouble todazj is his trying to grapple with adult problezns zvhile putting zip zvith the pains of “growing up”. Take the average college stzident. He ferventlzj believes in combining schooling zvith monezj-eaz-ning. Foz- all his fuss foz- security, present-day youth is a more hard-driving specimen than the young people a generation ago. But he is unimaginative, unresourceful, mentally lazy. Whatever he does, he plunges into the task zvith a furious but unins pired zeal. He keeps desperately looking for a job but nevez- thinks of znaking one foz- himself. In an agricultural country, the number of our young znen zvho go for farming oz- animal husbandry is scandalouslzj few. These rustic occupations are about as unpopulaz- among ouz- young people as cigar-smoking. Eight out of ten working students are employed as office clerks. And seven out of those clerk students will anytime prefer the drab, dull life of clerkdom and the risk of grozving into earlzj obsolecense to raising chickens. Todazj’s yozzng znan goes foz- a zvhite-collaz- job like a dz-unk foz- a bottle. Ouz- youth has acquired the instincts of a Bozj Scout, he is set for emergencies. He hates to be taken in zvith his pants down. This lesson he learned too zvell in the zvaz- years zvherein he thrined in an atmosphere of sustained emergency. He lived in emergency houses, put on emergency clothes, took emergenczj food, and unfortunately, also picked up emergenczj manners and morality. This perhaps explains postwaz- yozith’s little appreciation foz- the things of enduring values, his great penchant fozthe fast peso, dz-inking sprees and his get-themost-of-life philosophy. But the matter zvith youth todazj is that he is hemmed in bzj horizons barren of ideals and znodel men and zvoznen. He has nozvhere to drazv the inspiration that might rescue him from the in fluences of abnormal times. All around him, his elders are acting abnormally. The leaders of the country had set the pace foz- the rat race foz- the fast peso, exhibited unabashedlzj the familiaz“emergency” manners and morality. Everywhere, everyday, he is szvamped zvith samples of zvartime (Continued on page S3) Page 2 THE CAROLINIAN Scholarship mentary and Girls' High School de partments making use of this privi lege. In the Collegiate Department, 358 students fall under this benefit grant, while in the Boys' High School department 28 students enjoy this privilege. EVERY school year USC foots the staggering amount of P58,500.00 in forms of free tuition and other school privileges. Keeping in pace with the modern and progressive educational trends, this University has committed itself to a long-range scholarship program to provide honor and other deserv ing students free education. The biggest item of the huge education bill shouldered by USC represents the scholars' privileges. These benefits are open to valedic torians and other honor students coming from USC or other schools. Forty-six of these high I.Q. group get the full privilege of free tuition amounting to P9.000.00 as of this year. The half-tuition scholars whose number totals 52, get the dole of P5.000 for the whole school year while those enjoying 30% discount, receive P400.00 worth of tuition priv ileges. The sum total given away for all the scholars piles up to the whopping amount of Pl4,400.00 for this school year alone. Among the best known of these scholarship beneficiaries is Miss ALMA VALENCIA, a young (18 years old), petite and publicity-shy Liberal Arts student from Guihulngan, Oriental Negros. A cons cientious and talented student. Miss Valencia chalked up the amazing academic ratings average of straight "1" for all her subjects in the last semester — a feat that has earned for her the much coveted CAROLINIAN cover as the most out standing student of the school year. Only two other Carolinians made the magazine's cover. For such remarkable records, she retains her full scholarship pri vileges which she has won since her first semester in USC, having enrolled as a valedictorian from the Oriental Academy, Oriental Negros. Currently forty-five other students like her are enjoying this full scho larship benefit in this University. The next privileged group is the band members who are getting an nually P9,400.00 worth of free tui tion benefits from USC. At present the USC Band counts 48 members who have swapped free music for free education. Last semester, the fellows who blew themselves through college got P4,700.00 in tui tion privileges. In the Athletic department, P8,200.00 are expended yearly for the USC athletes. The college sports men numbering 30 in all, enjoy full privileges to the amount of P5,200.00 annually. The same number of sports beneficiaries in the high school division earn P3,000.00 worth of free tuition benefits, for chalking up honors and trophies for the school. Another big item in the cost of privileges list maintained by USC are those who come under the head ing of Group Privileges. Year after year, the amount of privileges given away for those who enroll in group as brothers and sisters and other close relations whose tuition is paid by the same sum up to the huge amount of Pl7,300,00. There are at present 309 students in the Ele(Base on First Semester 1951-1952) ESTIMATED COST OF PRIVILEGES Semestral ANNUAL 1. Scholars: 46 Free tuition P 4,500.00 52 Half-tuition 2,500.00 6 30% discount 200.00 P 7,200.00 P14,400.00 2. Band Members — 48 members-Free all 4,700.00 9,400.00 3. Faculty Members — 25 teachers 400.00 800.00 4. Athletes: a) College Division (30) P2,600.00 b) High School Div. (30) 2,600.00 5,200.00 3,000.00 5. Group Privileges: a) 309—Elem. & Girls' High P8,900.00 b) 28—Boys' High School 400.00 c) 358—College 4,000.00 4,000.00 8,900.00 400.00 8,000.00 6. P.A. Veterans — 30% shares Average — Pl 0,000.00 4,200.00 8,400.00 P58,500.00 The USC has not shirked its res ponsibility in furnishing the war veIn the terans the well-rounded education at a 30% discount in tuition fees. In the last semester alone the USC chipped in its share in the sum of P4,200 representing the 30% disu. s. c. count off the usual tuition fees for the benefits of our Philippine Army veterans. The average yearly ex penditure of USC for the P.A. veter ans runs up to Pl0,000.00. Below we give a summary of all the ex penses incurred in by USC in grant ing these privileges to deserving students: February, 1952 Page 3 • They fashioned an un-American, anti-Filipino and un-Christian system for our public schools. eHARGED with the illustrious task ol expressing the true sentiments of a Catholic in stitution on this occasion, the fiftieth anniversary of the Philippine Public School system, we join our voices in the general rejoicing, and add our fervent hopes that the legacy handed down to us by America, universal education for the people, will continue to exist, but, this time, as befits, a free Republic, no longer as a medium of scientific coloniza tion, but as education aimed pri marily for the individual, and for^ our country, a fortress of defense against ignorance and the common enemy of all democracy, Atheistic Communism. And just as we are today enjoying true political free dom in a democratic form of gov ernment, so may we come to strike off the chains of mental des potism which has enslaved the Fil ipino people for the past fifty years; which has held a sword of Damoc les against the teachers of a de mocratic country and gradually led the population of a deeply religious nation to the abyss of godlessness, exposing the nation's security to the insidious attacks of Communist pro paganda. Today legislators of this Christ ian nation are engaged in the task of revitalizing our educational sys tem. Learned men, they must realize that the present public school • THE AUTHOR • Mr. Aristides Gonxdlei system, un-American in its origins, anti-Filipino in its disastrous results, and pro-Communist in its tendencies and evil consequences, is incapable of suiting the character and temper of the Filipino people, insufficient to establish its position as the van guard of national defense against the militantly aggressive aims of Zhe Philippine atheistic Communism. Well versed in the history of the nation and in the surrounding circumstances that led to the founding of our present public school system, they know full well that this system of public education was brought about more as a tool of political expediency rather than as a well designed blue print for the education of Filipino youth. They have before them that original poster of American propa ganda exhibiting the American sol dier with Krag rifle in one hand and a book in the other, employing a new mode of conquest not by sim ple territorial occupation but by forcing the surrender of the Filipino soul to the force of arms. They have before them the report of the Schurmann Commission which states in black and white, that in order to alienate the people effectively from the bonds of loyalty that attached them to the former mother country, the public school system should be adopted. Here is a document that opens our eyes to the horrible fact that the education of the land, far from being the primary concern of an educational system, has been secondary to the political aims of a conquering nation. Here is a public avowal, candidly reposing in the archives of Washington D.C., of the prostitution of educational aims for the sake of speedy conquest. Such vile methods, totally unworthy of the noble and Christian tradition of America, have found enthusiastic imitation in the re-orientation courses imposed upon government em ployees and school-teachers at the beginning of the Japanese occupa tion, in the schools of indoctrination in Moscow and in the swampy soli tudes of Candaba, in the German gymnasia and nurseries of the mon ster of Dachau and Buchen Wald. Here is the hand of a group of men that urged education, not to develop the individual but as an aid to a military committee bent on utilizing every means at its disposal to effect the conversion of a subject, defense less people to the objectives of the conqueror. Can it be doubted then that such a system, engendered in political expediency, with little re gard for the temperament, the cus toms and the traditions of our country, would prove ineffectual in the span of fifty years to educate our youth? Ladies and gentlemen; we all have an idea of the environment that gave birth and nourishment to the public school system of god less education. In the United States, a country where 48% of the people profess no religion, where the re maining 52% belong to 256 religious bodies professing varieties of wor ship and beliefs, there can be no doubt that silence on the truths of religion must indeed be a sad ne cessity, to preserve a working basis of mutual tolerance among members of different creeds. But at no time have the greatest minds of America and the greatest executives of that powerful nation admitted the god lessness of the public school system as the ideal objective in education or as a necessary condition for die transmission of knowledge and ci vic virtue. Throughout the magni ficent history of America, when it came to the laying down of princi ples of life and education, we feel the heart-beat of the American peo ple throbbing in sublime diapason through the lips of immortal leaders, the adherence of the people as a nation, to the great religious truths from which they have derived their democratic rights and liberties, and their unshakeable belief in the dig nity of man. George Washington spoke for this spirit of American religiousness Page 4 THE CAROLINIAN in these words: "Of all the dispo sitions and habits which lead to po litical prosperity, religion and mo rality are indispensable supports. In vain would that man claim the tri bute of patriotism who should labor to subvert these great pillars of hu man happiness . . . We ought to be no less persuaded that the pro pitious smiles of heaven can never expected on a nation that disregards the eternal rules of order and right which heaven itself has ordained." Abraham Lincoln continue in the same vein: "It is the duty of na tions as well as of men to own their dependence upon the over-ruling power of God; to confess their sins and transgression in humble sorrow, yet with the assured hope that gen uine repentance will lead to mercy and pardon; and to recognize the Educational System sublime truth announced in the Holy Scriptures and proven by all history, that these nations alone are blessed." And if we search for that same attitude about religion from our con temporaries, we find it in even more striking circumstances from the lips of President Roosevelt: "We are concerned about the children who are outside the reach of religious influences and are denied help in attaining faith in an ordered uni verse and in the Fatherhood of God . . . Practical steps should be taken to make more available to children and youth through educa tion the resources of religion as an important factor in the democratic way of life and is the development of personal and social integrity." Illustrious educators speaking of the sad state of godless education in the United States, regret its exist ence despite its apparent necessity. Mr. Walter Lippman, addressing the American Association for the Ad vancement of Science on December 29, 1940, state: "The prevailing edu cation is destined, if it continues, to destroy Western Civilization, and, in fact, is destroying it. . . The plain fact is that the graduates of the modern school are actors in the ca tastrophe which has befallen our civilization. . . Modern education is based on a denial that it is ne cessary, or useful, or desirable for the schools and colleges to continue to transmit from generation to gen eration, the religious and classical culture of the Western World. . . . By separating education from the classical, religious tradition, the school cannot train the pupil to look upon himself as an inviolable per son because he is made in the image of God. These very words, though they now sound archaic, are the noblest words in our language." President Hutchins of the Uni versity of Chicago in June 1940, decried the godless public school system and its failure to teach de mocracy because of its attitude of emasculated skepticism. He said: “In order to believe in democracy we must believe there is a difference between truth and falsity, good and bad, right and wrong; and that truth, goodness and right are ob jective (not subjective) standards even though they cannot be veri fied experimentally. Are we pre pared to defend these principles? Of course we are not! For forty years and more our intellectual readers have been telling us that they are not true. In the whole realm of social thought there can be no thing but opinion, everybody is en titled to his own opinion. If every thing is a matter of opinion, force becomes the only way of settling differences of opinion. And of course, if success is the test of right ness, right is on the side of the heavier battalions." This, ladies and gentlemen, is what America thinks of religion and education. Godless public school education is a burden to be tole rated for the sake of the universal instruction of 130 millions of people half pagan, half belonging to 256 sects, denominations and religions scattered helter-skelter in the spraw ling continent which is the United States. In the Philippines, net ne cessity, but political expediency in troduced the public school system of godless education. Common sense laughs at the puerile, yet none the less, malicious propagan da, of the authors of this system of education, to the effect that a tra dition of anti-clericalism among Fil ipinos demanded a godless system of education. Felipe Calderon, one of the active members of the First Philippine Republic did not hesi tate to advocate the Catholic reli gion as the religion of the state. That equality of religions before the state was advocated by the major ity can in no way be interpreted to mean that the majority v/ere irre ligious or anti-clerical. And if such anti-clericalism were true, can these enemies of religion, the authors of the public school system, reason against the established fact that in the fifty years of the despotic rule of the public school system, 80% of the people of the Philippines still worship at the altars of Catholicism and respect the very persons, the priests of the Catholic Faith, against whom such aspersions and vitupera tions have been broadcast in this country of ours? In the Philippines no similar situation as in America prevails. No confusion in multiplicity of creeds demands a violent rejection of religion. For the sake of the god less and the pagans? But we have none here except the Huks. For the Mohammedans? Localized as they are, their religion can be easily taught to them. For the different Protestant sects? Their religious rights and privileges may as safely be respected as those of the Cath olic majority. Our Constitution, indeed, pro vides for religious instruction, but only according to the rules set down in the Administrative Code; Rules promulgated years before the proclamation of the Constitution; Rules designed by those who then exercised much influence in our subject government, the representa tives of godless education in the Philippines. Who will be so naive or to say that no undue influence (Continued on pnge ') February, 1952 Page 5 BY LEONILA LLENOS (Post-Graduate School) IF SHAKESPEARE had been a / woman the world would have known one happy husband. Meaning, had Shakespeare been a woman, he would have been a As a male playwright, he was not afraid to tamper with the fe male kingdom-of-mysteries (few men are afraid, anyway). As an inter preter of female wiles, whims, wit, and will he speaks "a various lan guage''. And for each, he has an eloquence that amazes. But however varied his females might be, there are a number of distinguished marks in each which type them as Shakespeare's and his alone. His women had aplomb, gusto, ag gressiveness. Take Viola in Twelfth Night (Shakespeare must have felt his corns sprouting when he wrote this play, giving it the title “Twelfth Night; or... (o. k.) what you will (baloney). This Viola, again, safe in her disguise as Cesario, dared speak her thoughts to the Duke (Orsino). "My father had a daughter loved a man, as it might be, perhaps were I a woman I should your lordship". Then, there was Olivia, loved by the Duke but preferring the Duke's servingman, Cesario (Viola dis guised). Imagine! To fall in love with the messenger of a peer, first sight at that (for a lady of her rank that must have been quite a fall) and then having her servant run after him with a ring, saying he left it, that it was the duke's and that she would have none of it (double ima gine). Naturally, Cesario (Viola) who had left no ring, understood her move — he (she) being another clever, aggressive “she". These same qualities we find in Rosalind, Katherine, and Adriana. Rosalind could go as far as devising the arrangement by which Orlando would come everyday and woo her (disguised as a young shepherd lad) as his own Rosalind. By that, she hoped to quench her longing to see him everyday, to hear his voice and all. At the same time, she also could fathom how much he loved her. All very silly-tho' still in keeping with the typical Woman. That his woman had fire is a truth that rather has to be recalled by some specific examples than yet to be established. Kathie, the shrew, even as a tamed one still had that fire in her. (And they say, woman becomes more precious for that). Just because she said in admo nition to her sister, Bianca, and Hortensio's widow — fiancee "I am ashamed that women are so simple to offer war where they should kneel for peace..." does not mean that she would always be found kneel ing. Her conditions to "serve, love, and obey" was to hold true only in so far as her "husband, lord and sovereign" would play his part as fitted her bended knees. Else......... it would be another story. One can be certain of this (at least I am). For as far as her miraculous trans formation is concerned, the conclu sion should be: there are no tamers of shrews. There are only shrews willing to be tamed. Shaky's females were wellschooled in the art of achieving what they wanted. Often the means were foul, often transparent, and Page 6 THE CAROLINIAN THE PHILIPPINE EDUCATIONAL SYSTEM (Continued from, page 5) very less often subtle—but always with the unembarrassed, go-get en thusiasm. Yet, they had common sense, too. What the concerned would call "cruelty" was in almost all cases actually practicality and good sense. Of course, they could have been given with less bluntness. Phebe could hardly be blamed for saying “I would not be thy exe cutioner. I fly thee, for I would not injure thee." What better answer to give a man a woman does not love? And yet, she was content to be his (Silvius') when she found out she could not have Ganymede's (Rosalind) love. Here we meet with another truth. For it seems to be woman's lot to make the most of circumstances that turn alien to her. If she does not care a jot for someone, yet be cause she has to marry and the one she loves cares not for her, she settles down and tries to love her husband. If she is virtuous enough, she finds herself successful, in no time at all. Such is the (others say) miracle of love and marriage. But (I say) the commonplaceness, the nothing-to-it-after-all of love be tween man and woman. Still another show of hard-rock common sense was Rosalind's ad vice "sell when you can: you are not for all markets.... love him.. take his offer." Indeed! (Beggars can't be choosers, hm. .mm. .m.mm? And suppose a woman just can't take her one, particular "market"? Is love as castor-oily as that? Ugh!) But it's common sense — or so, Shakespeare says. Amen, so be it. Shakespeare's women were not without religious fervour and spirit, but whatever religion they had and practiced got into their system and showed in their words, works, and thoughts. One senses it in their free play of good turns to one another, their charities, largeness of heart, and rationalized inhibitions, as well. One feels it in their love and re spect for parents and elders, in their loyalty and devotion to a cause, to a friend. It was religion practiced in its essence. Yet, they (his heroines) could also be morally lax as the ordinary, loud-mouthed fish-vendor. They could trick their husbands, fight over another man—gee, but after all, one might well call to mind a cer tain principle observed in art: a picture can't be all splurges of light, (Continued on page 33) was exercised on our representatives while they wrote the Constitution of a nation still subject to America? Our great President Manuel Que zon could not have been so sense less as to destroy with one hand what he tried to build with the other, recommending religious instruction in the Constitution while rendering it inefficacious by the Rules of the Administrative Code. Today the threat of dismissal still menaces the unfortunate teacher who dares talk of a God of religion in his class. Today religion must still be taught as though it were an object super fluous to the development of civic traits and true patriotism. Today religion must still be taught at in convenient hours as a concession to the demands of 20 million God fearing, God-worshipping Filipinos. And who are these tyrants of the twentieth century in our Philippines educational system? Two years ago I was present at the public hearings to discuss the inclusion of religious instruction as part of the curriculum in schools which desired to teach religion. Over a hundred represen tatives of Catholic Colleges appear ed to ask for its approval. One single man appeared in the name of the Freemasons of the Philippines, and, with the air of a conqueror, produced the Constitutional provi sion binding the 20 million religious people of the Philippines to this wily circumvention of their rights. 20 million Filipinos had been entrapI ped by the influence of a handful of godless educators! And there they sit enthroned in the councils of our executive and legislative bodies bidding the Filipino people to swallow the education which they, the lords and rulers of our free Philippines Republic, should still choose to dictate. Our constitutional rights corrupt ed and emasculated by the exist ing provisions of the Administrative Code, religious instruction became inefficacious. While Protestant and Catholic missionaries have been sent to Japan to help in the democrati zation of the people of that country, the representatives of religion have been systematically hampered and rendered impotent to help in the strengthening of Philippine democ racy. Freemasonry has continued its rule for the last fifty years. We have reaped the rich harvest of godless education in the last five years. Pushing the philosophy of godlessness and power worship to its logical conclusion, Jesus Lava a U. P. gradua’e has started his bid for power. The more cowardly, the less sincere in their convictions have preferred to sit in comfort in the halls of legislation and in the government body. Shamelessness has taken the place of virtue when in justification of the vicious cor ruption of 1946 and 1949 we have the mocking insult hurled by a leading government official: "After all, what are we in power for, if not for profit?" Terrorism has claimed the lives of peaceful citizens who believed that their form of govern ment being democratic, their rights would be respected by men trained in this system of godless educa tion. Fatal beliefl that cost the lives of the Nacua Brothers, the hor rible death of Moises Padilla, the brutal manhandling of Diosdado Junscry and Inocencio Ferrer. The Philippines has become a scandal to freedom-loving peoples, and a stumbling block to the conversion of Indonesia to the cause of democ racy. In blatant derision and open mockery Communist Russia has paraded our country's misfortunes before its intended victims, to use us as a living example for the moc kery that is Philippine democracy. And it is from Communist Rus sia, my friends, that a more horri ble fate threaten our nation because of this system of godless education. Face to face with an enemy has mustered all the resources of de struction at its command, and in tegrated them under a philosophy of materialism and militant atheism, the fanatic belief that sanctifies power worship and state absolutism because man is a mere animal to be yoked to the chariot-wheels of Communist world conquest, democ racy today gropes in confused be wilderment for a faith that can unite the people against the savage attacks of men taught to trample rights and liberties which cannot be defended by giant armadas and marching battalions. Even more pitiful is the plight in which Philip pine democracy finds itself. Want ing in the material security which at least temporarily unites the peo ple of the United States of whatever creed in the defense of their civic and economic privileges in a pros perous nation, situated in precarious proximity to the heart and core of the Communist movement surround ed on all sides by the menacing (Continued on page 27) February, 1952 Page 7 II /EDRO stood up and crushed the lighted end of his cigar in the bamboo ashtray. Marce sat quite still, hardly dis cernible in the darkness of the sala. The silence between them deep ened, became a live and palpable presence. "It's for Lydia's own good,' Pedro said, as though the silence had spoken and he was giving answer. "Dionisio is a good man. Lydia will be happy with him. Marce nodded as if she under stood perfectly. "Come," said Damian, leading the way to the kitchen. "Supper will get cold." Without a word Sima stood up and followed him. I understand, she thought, as she watched Pedro and Lydia eat their meal of rice and broiled fish. It was plain enough. This man, Dionisio, had seen Lydia and he would not rest until she had be come his wife. He was rich in his own right, and he was the nephew and heir of Don Vidal, who owned half the province and two or three towns in the next one. It was like a novel or a movie come true. On Sunday, a week from now, emissaries would come to ask for mally for the hand of Lydia. Pedro would be surprised; he would pro test Lydia's unworthiness and other wise dilly-dally according to an cient custom. But in the end he would be prevailed upon, reluc tantly, to give his consent. A date would be set, and the marriage would be as good as consummated. It would be, Pedro had said, for Lydia's own good. For her and hers, thought Marce, as she went through the motion of eating. There was a big farm near the creek. Pedro had often stopped there, and watched, and walked the length and breadth of it, and picked up the rich earth, seeming to weigh it in his rough, strong hands. Dionisio would put him in charge, or perhaps give it to him outright. At long last he would own land, and the things that go with being an owner of land. And Lydia? Marce choked on a half-chewed morsel of fish. She coughed violently and tears came to her eyes. Wiping them with the sleeves of her "camisa" she left the table and groped her way back to the sala. After eating, Pedro put on his hat, lighted another of his home made cigars and went out. The neighborhood association was hav ing a meeting. As vice-president, he had to be present. His son, Pastor, had gone ahead to remind the members and prepare the meet ing place. Mother and daughter were left alone in the house. Now this silent woman, who in twenty years of married life had not QeAtiafuldaValenzuela (Post-graduate School) once raised her voice against her husband, and who had not said a word when he told her he had chosen a mate for her daughter, began to talk. Quietly, she told Lydia all that Pedro had told her. Then gravely, she said: "The word is all-important, the plighted word. Your father's word, once given, can not be broken. Better death than dishonor, as the saying goes. On Sunday, Dionisio's mother will come and perhaps also his uncle, Don Vidal himself. Your father will give his word—on Sunday. That is a week from now. Seven days. After Sunday, your first duty, as a good daughter, will be to obey your father's desire in this matter, to see to it that his promise is fulfilled. After Sunday, after your father has given his word, the thing is settled. No one else's wishes should mat ter....... " Lydia sighed and for a while she was silent, thinking. She tried to see her mother's eyes. "Per haps," she said softly, "no one else's wishes can matter, even now. Seven days is a short time. The hills are far. Danger lurks along the roads. Who can go to the hills and back in seven days?" Marce leaned back and her talk took on a relaxed, meditative tone. "One hears all sorts of rumors these days," she said. "Christmas is only two weeks away. Many people say that the men in the hills are coming down to spend Christmas with their families. They have left their camps. it is said, and are now in the out lying villages, waiting for a chance to slip through the guards. Capoocan, they say, is full of these men, and some of them qre headed this way. Capoocan is not so far from here. Two day's leisurely trip. Three, allowing for unforeseen de lays." "Not everyone can wander about." "They weave beautiful "pina" cloth in Capoocan. I am thinking of sending Pastor there to buy me a new camisa to wear on Christ mas Day." “When is "Noy" Pastor going?" "I'll talk to him when he comes home tonight. He can leave early tomorrow morning." "I'll be up before sunrise to prepare his meal....... " Pastor left before dawn, before his father had awakened. He bor rowed his friend Tacio's bicycle, in tending to ride to San Miguel and from there cut across the fields on foot to Capoocan. He had an uncle in San Miguel with whom he could leave the bike. Capoocan was a well-known guerrilla outpost. The main approaches to the vil lage were closely guarded by Japanese and Constabulary troops. Page 8 THE CAROLINIAN LONELIER fnan SOUND He rode at a brisk pace. His in structions were clear. He was to look for "pina" cloth with color and design becoming a woman ol forty, letting it be known that it was in tended for a camisa to be worn on Christmas Day — or, perhaps, at a wedding which might soon be held. Then he was to go to Celsa's house and give her a message from Lydia. Celsa was Jose's cousin and Lydia's closest friend and confidant. The message was: "After Sunday, let Jose consider me as one dead. Let him forget me utterly and live his life as though he had never known me." If Jose was in Capoocan with his men, as rumor had it, he would be staying in Celsa's house. If he was anywhere within call, Celsa would find a way to reach him. If he was out of touch with Celsa, the news that a marriage was being arranged in Santa Fe might yet fetch him. Seven days. Pastor leaned for ward like a racer and squeezed a little more speed out of Tacio's bicycle. His father would miss him today. He had started hoeing the vegetable patch and Pedro wanted it finished before the clods became too hard. Pastor put his weight on the pedals until the wheels hummed and the cold air hit into his face. Marce had her answers ready, but Pedro was not deceived. "I know Jose is in Capoocan," he said, cutting short her explana tion of Pastor's absence. "I know, too, that he cannot come to Santa Fe. If he does....... " Pedro shrug ged his shoulders. "You know how the Japs punish bandits." "Jose a bandit?" "He calls himself a guerrilla. What's the difference? He takes rice from the farmers, eggs and chickens from the poulterers, hogs from the raisers of livestock, money from everybody." "He has to live, like us." "Why doesn't he work like us? Why can't he keep peace like Pastor who was his brother-in-arms?" As always when her heart cried out in protest, Marce was silent. She was proud of her son who had fought in Bataan, but she was prouder yet of that other one who had never stopped fighting. Pastor had come home without mishap and now it was a matter of waiting. He had bought the cloth his mother wanted, and delivered Lydia's message to Celsa. Tonio had gone to Palompon on a mission, but would be back in Capoocan Friday morning. Friday to Sunday was a long time, Celsa had remarked. It was Wednesday afternoon when Pastor returned. He had ex pected to be scolded, and was sur prised when his father greeted him civilly, almost cordially, as though nothing had happened. There was a curious gleam in the old man's cunning eyes. "He's happy," Lydia had explained, "Don Vidal sent for him this morning. They had a long talk and after lunch they went to the town hall together." "I don't like it," said Pastor. On Thursday, something hap pened. A large contingent of Jap troops, reinforced by three compa nies of Constabulary, raided Capo ocan. The village was razed to the ground; all the men captured were killed on the spot. That night, the neighboring villages were zoned. Pedro himself brought the news when he came home to lunch. It was terrible, he said. The whole countryside between Capoocan and Santa Fe was swarming with Japs. Even the fields were alive with them. A man could not even hope to get to San Miguel without a special pass; the cordon was that tight. There was talk that the zoning had been extended to Cananga....... Marce and Pastor listened, pale and tight-lipped, to the tale of horror. "How long will it last?" Lydia could not help asking. Pedro looked at her until she lowered her eyes. "A'week or two," he said. "Certainly not sooner than Sunday....... " Three days, Celsa had said, was a long time. Lydia and Marce couldn't find enough things to do in the house that long, terror-charged Friday. Pastor had a better time. He was out in the fields, where a man could expend his strength and tire himself out. Pedro, however, was in fine spirits. He had gone fishing in the creek by the big farm that after noon. He brought home a string of mudfish. Pedro dressed them himself and roasted them over the embers, whistling as he worked. His mind was on the future. He had never been more genial. He insisted that Marce eat the choicest morsels of fish and depre cated Lydia's lack of appetite. "When I was your age," he said, "I could eat a whole pig, all by myself. How old are you, Lydia?" "I shall be nineteen on Christ mas Eve." "A good age to get married. Not too young, not too old." "I — I'm not so desirous of get ting married." Pedro pushed back his empty plate, making a little clatter on the table. "Don Vidal himself is com ing on Sunday evening," he said, addressing Marce. "Kill the suckling pig and the fattest of the chickens." He stood up, lighted a cigar, and went to bed. (Continued on page JO) February, 1952 Page & He saw them coming up the road, their steps were sure and tried; A civilian trudged before them, his hands behind him tied; And he knew that they had got him to be their unwilling guide. The tall and gangling Nippon he doubled up and fell. The civilian ran to the bushes that fringed the verdant hill. The second Jap he cocked his gun and his face was red like hell. He rose with pain as if to wrest his body from the claiming earth, And a new strength came into him, and strange and wondrous birth. He was going to live and to fight for God, for love, and hearth. He pulled down his hat to shed his eyes and he readied his gun to shoot. He shrank his body behind the tree, the while his heart stood mute. Slowly came nearer up the rood the Jap and his brother brute. One. . . two. . . three. . . for a moment his beating heart stood still... There was one pleading in his heart and its burden was kill and kill... One., two... three... he pulled the trigger the voice was clear and shrill. A bullet rang and hit the tree and barely missed his head. He touched his shoulder and it was cold; his hands were crimson red And his own rifle it spoke again and the second Jap fell dead. He took a last look at the pair stretched lifeless on the road. His head fell limp upon the gross,it seemed a heavy load Had fallen on his spirit— how blue the sky and broad! Through the purple dust of the roads, past meadows clear as glass, He carved a painful way, scattering red drops on the lush green grass.. He reached the house on the hilltop, his body a helpless mass. And the days came and the days went, bringing agony and fear... And thee specter of death that stalks the path of the hunted deer; Only the hope of vengeance made his life sweet still to bear. Page 10 THE CAROLINIAN Ah, Manuela, my own Manuela, I will never see you again. I feel my life is ebbing, my road is a path of pain... When the shameless bastards got you they cut my heart in twain. A crunching on the road, the morning air, by the whining of bullets rent, And by the howling of the dogs, shifting the soldiers went, By the look of fear in his mother's eyes he knew what the howling meant. He took the bolo from the wall, the gun from under his head, And from the window he sow the Japs ■ coming up with hasty tread. "Run to the hills, my mother, run, there are more to collect, he said. Run to the hills, my darling boy, my heart it speaks no dread. Run to the hills and join the boys and I will stay to plead. They will not harm a hag like me, I am much better dead. He saw them coming up the road and there were more in the rear. He looked in the chamber of his gun and saw one bullet there. He kissed his mother and in his kiss there was more love than fear. He sneaked out of the backdoor from the top of the wooded hill... One push... the door opened... like a person without a will... A thud... a slam... a scuffle... a scream.... and then everything was still. They took her out of the cottage hands tied behind her back... they dragged her down the hillside and along the level track. It seemed that inside his body a something began to crack. O merciful God of my fathers, they got my sweetheart away... And how they've got my mother. Keep them safe, O Lord, I pray! My body is strong, You may take it but preserve her withered cloy. That afternoon there was a meeting on the plaza of the town Nobody reave, the captain said, "or our guns wir mow you down... You must produce this women's son or you in your brood wir drown. Before the sun goes down, he said, "produce this woman's son, Or we shall burn the houses and we sail kir everyone... Nobody spoke in the silence when the captain Jap had done. Then up spake the old woman, her heart was no longer sore. She eyed the captain from head to fool, his hatred red as gore. She took in a glance the whole of the town, the town she would see no more. And then she spoke untrembling, her heart no longer afraid. "I will lead you to my darling boy, you may strike this shrivelled head, But spare the lives these people, and spare the town," she said. A silence fell on the people, nobody spoke nor stirred — They heard the beat of their own hearts like the pick of a prisoned bird — Was it the woman? And did she know the meaning of her word? They took her to the mountains, across roads of shard and stone; Upland they dragged her body that was weary to the bone, Till they came to barrio Sulukan, where the forest were dark and lone. They saw him up in the branches of a mango tree dark and tall. She saw him up in the branches because he had heard her call. And he leveled his gun at the soldiers to answer gall for gall. "Wait till I have spoken, soldiers, stay your avenging hand. I know my boy, let me talk to him, I know he will understand. Come down, Melecio, my boy, It's your mother's heart command." It’s I, your mother, Melecio, come down and listen to me." The leveled gun was lowered in the branches of the tree. Let them, come and get me, Mother. I'll die if it has to be." You do not understand, my boy, it is not your life alone — It is the life of the village and the people that you have known. I know it is not fair, my boy, but the Japs have heart of stone." Mother, Oh Mother that I have loved, os much as the air in my breath, You are sending your only son to die, your words are a funeral wreath. Get out of the way, my mother, this time it's a flight to the death." You do not understand me, my son, I am old as you see. Once I gave you life, now I want you to give that life back to me — Not for me but for the people that the people and the village be free. Give me your life and I will give if to the owner of all the mothers. There is no death for you — you will live in the hearts of sisters and brothers. There is no death for him who gives his life for the others. There was silence in the tree tops. There was silence on the ground, A silence that was deeper than the mere absence of sound. The rifle dropped, his heart was light, the fitters were unbound. "I have come, my mother," he said, Kneeling and kissing her hand. If it does not bring you grief, I give my life to this evil band." I give you my son," she said, "let the men and the village stand.' They took him back to the village, the young soul loving and brave, And they hanged him before sun rise and gave him an unknown grave; Thou Who had Your Golgotha, forgive the sinner and the knave. In the silence of the graveyard low in the dust he lies. The passion in his heart is stilled and the lovelight in his eyes, But this earth of ours is lovelier for his youthful sacrifice. Cebu City 14 October, 1947 February, 1952 Page 11 COMMUNISM’S LUIS E. SCHONFELD. S.V.D. Deart, College of Liberal Arts GGRESSIVE Communism is audaciously and ominously stalking on every part of the globe in open defiance to all forces intent on defending the very foundations of Christian society. Communism has a char acteristic feature, namely, a spec tacular mimicry of the people's will and is embarked on a relentless purpose of inoculating itself into popular movements, remaining al ways on the alert and watching the developments of events. These events will definitely be utilized by Communists, no matter how much they will have to applaud things to day which they censured and at tacked yesterday. Communism will always flatter the masses and will always gratify and defend all their positions, because Communism's aim is to penetrate as deeply as pos sible into the heart of the multitude and from there take possession of such organizations that prove most suitable to its unholy purposes and evil plans. The proof of this lies in the fright without quarter which local and for eign Communism carries on to get hold of the syndicates and profes sional labor organizations. It starts out with sowing through the med ium of cells, dissension in the rank and file of the organizations of a chosen sector so as to arouse the spirits and demand improvements which may or may not be justifiable, but which will certainly serve as bridge-heads for further tactics. These well-drilled agents, once their elements of infiltration are ade quately prepared, will instill in the rank and file of corporations and organizations an atmosphere of ex citement and tenseness which will necessarily end up in provoking a conflict. Once the conflict has been brought about, and particularly after it has been foiled due to its un timeliness or its unjust demands, then the time is ripe for Commun ism to start throwing the whole or ganization into a chaotic and an archical state of affairs. The leaders of these frustrated organizations will necessarily lose those prestige. Communist elements will capitalize on that and even exacerbate them by accusing those leaders of utter incompetency and lack of fighting spirit and therefore set up their own commissions which will pave the way to a split and eventual disin tegration of the unions. Broken up, these organizations will fall an easy prey to Communistic conquest. Thus Communists progress, step by step, within the ranks of the laboring masses and slowly but surely will get hold of all the key positions to which they will stick until' the most propitious circum stances spring up, to carry the fight into the political field. These are tactics which have been thoroughly studied and timed; they have been meticulously exam ined and tested in different environ ments. From the experience thus gathered, Communists learn accu rately how to go about it best and send these lessons, through their national and international organ izations, to all the countries where Communism has its ramifications and tentacles well rooted. There precisely lies, therefore, the danger of its presence; for these activities of the Communists are not movements or attitudes that would respond to their own causes or interests, but they constitute, so to speak, touch stones in their quest for an ade quate place from which to proceed to further progress. The world at large, upon realizing that threat, rises to defend itself with the right and the duty which the necessity of conservation imposes. But one should not fall victim to one's own wishful thinking, nor should any one believe that Communism can be halted by coercive means, or by solely removing the socio-economic causes which may provoke re actions on the labor classes. To set up a proper defense, we must first bring to the fore the ac tuating concept of moral order and discipline that would point out the danger of Communism as a fake or ganization of human society. We must endeavor to bring into the Communism's fallacy and its nega tiveness in trying to bring good to man. For in depriving man of his liberty and of his personal dignity, very little will all the other goods profit him, even if we were to sup pose that Communism could and would provide them. What are the arms to halt Com munism with? Educate the people; lay Communism open to the scrutiny of the world; show to the people the crass errors of Communism's mate rialism; demonstrate to the people that the anti-natural and anti-human concept of Communism shall never be in a position to give man even a bit of his so much longed-for earthly felicity; make it clear to the masses that wherever Communism did succeed in striking roots, it was only so because it was backed up by brutal force in its diverse cfnd most devastating forms. To build on such foundations, history tells us, is to build on slippery sand. Yes, one has to defend oneself against the dangers of Communism, but at the same time one must teach its essential points, showing that Communism is diametrically op posed to the true end of man, be man considered as an individual or as a member of society. Let honesty and justice speak and actuate, and Communism shall be wanting in followers. Page 12 THE CAROLINIAN HERBIE Reappears Look* At... ........ POLDING PETILLA, who's got the most remarkable talking speed on this side of the meridian. Boy, when he prat tles, it s just about as fast as a carbine discharging a case of hot lead. You know,... rat... ta.. tat.. ta... ta. ........ LULU DE LA CRUZ. She tells of her semestral vacation and the U.E.'s ROTC cadets assigned down there in Leyte. And, man, she’s got a long list of 'em. ........ ALMA VALENCIA, who, when our Pol. Sc. 2 class prof inquired if anyone had classes in conflict with the 3:00-4:30 time, muttered it's in conflict with her merienda time. That's how food-conscious our little Alma is. ........ a law-er JOE CATALAN, has lately been telling people around of his success in saving ten cents jeepney fare every now and then which hastened the swell ing of his bank deposit. For this reason, he's seriously been contemplating on writ ing a book entitled "On How to Make Friends and Influence People to Pay Your Fare." But whew, man, ya kidding? It ought to run this way; "On How to Make Friends and Be Influenced to Pay Fares", because I think that's what you've been doing of late. ........ TITA PODUTAN complains that what Intelligence Quotient she's got deserts her when Fr. Wrocklage starts lighting up that American grin. ........ LETY OCAMPO says she's staying a "free lancer" this semester for a change because, from this century's Cassanovas, she just had all she can take. You know, headaches, heartaches,... and God knows what other "aches” there are. Toothache, perhaps, eh, Letty? ........ A just-this-term USC-er ELSA VALMONTE, who's causing a mighty big rush among our "lover-boys" populace. She could be the reason why the Drugstore is unusually brimming with males between 5:00 and 5:30. ........ the greatest living philosopher of our time—one way of saying here’s the So(Continued on page 16) Of course nobody probably noticed, cared, nor missed, but 1 was absent last issue! Well, no use crying < hah!) over unprinted trivia. . . let's get on with the nonsense. As usual, every term there is a sort of change in the school census: some old students leave for farther schools and some new ones come in, while other students like me stay on and stick it out for one more term because 1 got a Condition in one of my subjects! Well Alex, what do you know, we have a "celebrity" among us. At the start ol this semester Pengoy Pengson ol the Mourning Bequest Show, er, the Morning Request Show, signed up. Disc jockey turns book jockey, and what's more he's also taking ROTC at, ol all times, this semester when they begin putting on the clamps! You know, there ought to be a law against classroom exhi bitionists. They heckle the prof, disturb the class, raise the blood pressure of their classmates, and waste a lot of time. What do they want to do it for, anyway? Alex, I'm sorry I can't feed you with much corn this issue. I've been eating rice the whole week! Well, if that's not corny enough............what is? Late flashes from the editor's desk: Last issue's Herbie series was not really lost, but just misplaced. Like the principle ol water seeking its own level, MY Herbie manuscript just did what came naturally to it . . . it buried itself under a big pile of papers where nobody could find it at press time. Tch, tch . . . that piece was in answer to Herbie's plight discussed and reported two issues earlier. Y'know, like Rosemary Clooney's "C'mon To My House" and Robert Q. Lewis' "Where Is Your House." There's nothing to beating the deadline than putting a cute, round period after the last sentence, eh, Alex. Well, here it is............ period! Again. h e r b i e . February, 1952 Page 13 AR1O, who was considered the happiest boy in the neighborhood, was seen one early cool evening preposter ously perched on the loftiest plank of the steel Manapla Bridge. His young naked body, quivering and lean, like a woman's finger, was poised against the darkening skies for a thirty-foot dive Into the river below whose waters did not rise three feet above its bed. It was I who first saw the start ling, the almost miraculous appari tion. Fascinated then frightened, I heard myself of a sudden yelling out for help. In no time, the racket I raised brought the whole neighbor hood scurrying to the bridge. The first to arrive was my gang of whom Mario was one. Then came Luis and Nonoy, Mario's cousins; after wards, the limping old folks, and much later, Mario's mother whom we sent for. She was raving like mad at the folly of the boy. In her thin, fright fully high voice, she screamed angrily at Mario to come down. She scolded and threatened him and scolded and threatened him again and again. But when, for all her fury and threats, she could not get the boy down his perilous perch, she broke into her high-pitched, hysterical weeping. But Mario held on to his tiny foothold. He stood still and con temptuous, unmoved by the din and hysteria before him. Whenever one of us would attempt to climb the bridge to rescue him from his non sense, he would lean threateningly forward over space in front of him, his arms swinging like pendulums on his sides in preparation for a leap, and that would send us all into screaming fits. "Mario, for heaven's sake, come down. You will kill yourself!" cried Nonoy. "Silly boy," said Iya Carya, "if you jump, you will stick up to the belly in the mud." Iyo Isoy, the most revered and coolheaded of the group spoke in cajoling tones: "Boy, if you come down, I'll give you my yellow rab bit lantern." Mario's head shook vigorously. "No, I am not coming down; I don't want a rabbit lantern, I don't want anything from anybody." "Mayong," I said, "What do you want to kill yourself for?" "I want to jump. I want to swim," he replied, very sure of him self. HAPPY Boy MARIO A Skwi By N. G. RAMA College of Liberal Arts "Look, Mayong, it is low tide. The river is yet very shallow and you will break your neck. Sure." "I don't care. I will swim away. I will." He stared with anger at me, at her mother and the crowd be fore him. "You all get out of here. I am sick of you, of you, of you. I am sick and tired of the whole lot of you." Then he started swinging his pendulum arms again for the dive. The air was shot through with the shrieking of the women. Mario and I went to school to gether in the grade school. Since then he became my best pal altho he never got beyond the second grade. In fact, he remained there for two years more and all indica tions were that he was there to stay. But he never cared a damn about school. He had no love for the alphabet nor for the scrawny little spinster Miss Menendez whose scowling narrow face he used to draw, finishing off the portrait al ways with two tiny horns on her forehead. But there was one thing he wanted most to do in this world and most of the time, and that was to whistle. That is why many regard ed him as the happiest boy in the community. But I believe it was more than a whim with him, it was an obsession. He had a soul for music. Early that day of the bridge incident his mother lashed him soundly with a taut guava sapling because he whistled in church dur ing the Elevation, scandalizing the whole congregation and sending the little tots into giggling fits. I didn't want Mario to break his head. "Mayong, aren't you coming along with us in the daygon (carol singing) tonight?" I lured. But he wagged his head over the river, his arms still defining the slow rythmic arcs. The situation had be come desperate. There seemed to be no way of bring Mario down. Someone suggested roping him but it was so impracticable. Mario in the meantime became more deter mined than ever. Now he was look ing down Intently into the river as if in fascinaton, and the shouts of the women were sickening. Suddenly, a bright idea slezed me. I recalled how he used to listen in rapt silence to my playing of the harmonica. The first time I got the harmonica, he made me play for three solid days until I grew mumps on both sides of my face. Unceremoniously, I whipped out of my let pocket my harmonica and immediately started blowing with full lungs the popular Christmas song my gang used to sing as we made the nightly rounds of caroling in the neighborhood. The tune swelled, trilling and vibrant in the impure twilight around us. The crowd, a bit startled and silenced, turned to me like one man to listen. Soon the song do minated the air, quieting the panic in our midst. I could feel my throat throbbing as I lifted my face toward the boy who straightened almost imperceptibly to look at me from across his shoulder. Lamely, his (Continued on page 29) Page 14 THE CAROLINIAN 'Wfat “Da fyw .. ----------- --- - . Conducted by JAY VERLE------------------NB; When typhoon Amy snorted its wroth into the Visayan Islands and made nothing out of something in its own fashion, the people bawled and howled, hungered and angered, cursed and burst. Period. A week later, everyone had struck a livelier flame of hope that goes somewhat like putting up a dreamer dream house {than that one that took its retirement into knock-out) and so on. In certain coses the hope became not quite dissimilar to Bob Hope’s dim whim: that of acquiring a more decent nose. But politics! Ow, that's an inextractable rock between the teeth. It stays. People always talk and gawk and flash their teeth around, whether to sneer and jeer or simply to express satisfaction. Which has brought us to this topic question now (which still kicks)... Oh, by the by, get a load of this limerick: There was a character in the senate Whose soul was the dish that Sin ate. He bore holes on everyone And at the polls on '51 He sank to the ire of Politics Pilate. About the Elections of ’51... • Dick Polancos, College of Edu cation, says: It was free! Thank heavens. That's about all that matters. The government is what the people make it and how they express their rights. In that elec tions the people won — that is, made a winning over weakness and tolerance, over the lethargic and non-combative germ that had polluted our state of mind all the way along. We have, at last, ceased to be marionettes, stringed to the fingers of infamy. We now take our stand; make a turn for the better. Now our bells ring loud and strong, tolled by the people that the people Frederlco Polancos may be heard from here on. We now pray that those bells will continue to peal the notes of unity and defiance, that the grit and growls of criminals and oppres sors may turn into whispers easily quelled. • Concepcidn Vallecer, College of Pharmacy, says: It was fair enough. One thing certain is it flecked the mud off our brows be fore the scrutiny of neighborina Concepclin Vallecer nations. 1 cannot say it's any thing of a rebirth of democracy in this country because, so far back as I can trace, no compre hensive stand against oppression and debasement has been as sumed by our people which would tend toward the strong maintenance and exercise of our free institution. It's a birth. I hope it survives. • Cdt. Lt.-Col. Jesus G. Rama, Military Editor, says: I put no much significance to the defeat of the Liberal Party in the last elections (nor the victory of the NP for that matter) than I do to the lesson it shed for us. The cards are on the table: this whole scheme of existence is not, then, as relentless as it appears. We can find soft spots if we just try. Before November, 1951, they found jolly time bunching their knuckles to harass, cheat and de feat our ideals. We cowered and showed no pugnacity or re bellion against it and made that obnoxious and infernal germ thrive and grow into a terrifying monster causing our national Cdt. Lt-Col. Jesds G. Rama prestige to wane rapidly from a highly decent and respectable one to the lowest form of degra dation. I find no need to recount specific instances here. We failed to settle down upon the only re medy available for this crisis: the exercise of our freedoms. I'd rather say, if the elections of 1951 had any peace and propriety at all, it was God-given. • Natividad Lariosa, Secretarial, says: Well, it was bound to hap pen. It already seems to me like the voice of the people is the word of God. If an administra tion is dirty and rotten, the people sweeps the whole deck clean of! that mess (that is. If they can have their way). All I can say is, from here on, let's gather our guts together and frisk the whiskers of anybody who thinks he can push our pen for us and get away with it. (Continued on pape di) February, 1952 Page 15 This is the time when the ROTC boys gel the raw deal for the coining Tactical Inspection. . . when the candidates for graduation apply for the necessary papers. . . when the graduates start getting their transcript of record and get their pictures ready for the annual, and their gowns for the graduation march, and sign up for mem bership in the Alumni Association when the University celebrates its birthday. Yes sir, the second semester is a busy term. The Varsity squad begins its training for Manila, and that re minds me. There's a combination heart-throb, dreamboat and A-l athlete in the person of E. Sagardui. This court commando has looks, a build, and a noteworthy ability when it comes to basketball. He helped a lot in making USC the champion, as well as did, of course, all the fellows in that team. "Sagardoy" personally accounted for a big chunk of the points that spelled C-H-A-M-P for the team,. He's probably a good Catholic and at least an average scholar, too! What's wrong with dances? Why can't our class organizations and our ROTC Unit hold a simple social affair like a dance? Is the restriction of that a part of the administration's program for the "betterment" of the University's standard? Speaking of raising the academic reputation and scholastic standards, the first and foremost thing they ought to do is to get rid of classroom hecklers, exhibitionists, and pests. If there's anything worse than a girl who takes off her shoes in class it's the classroom soapbox orator and his petty, pedantic inane, misguided "arguments". It's more aptly called bore-atorics. A good prof is a relief. So, when Fr. Wrocklage talks his stu dents listen. If he talks too low they lean forward and strain their ears. If some showoff interrupts and goes into an unwanted, un necessary spiel of his own, the majority of the class sends him dagger looks and feels like slaying the bore on the spot. Why do people that bad have to be in a class that good? Figure it out yourself. What we need . and want... is a prof who can make us listen attentively and intently instead of making us look at our watches now and then making us ask ourselves, What's the matter with the time, is it standing still?! LEONIE LIANZA LOOKS . . . (Continued from page 13) crates of the Atomic Age (with proper apologies to Socrates, of course, bless his sOU|) _ NAPOLEON MABAQUIAO. Ask him why women, or was it, men, cry and he'll hand you this line: "Because of frus trated desires." Unique, huh? That, la dies and gentlemen, is his masterpiece! ........ a microphone microbe (to quote Jeff of "Mutt and Jeff") PENGOY PENGZON, WHO this very moment is CROWING over the radio, that though he may have toothaches (he's simply in love with tooth and toothaches, I gather) as long as there're "Dear Hearts and Gentle People" around, he wouldn't wink an eye even if "Worlds Collide". ........ Saint Charlie's three wise guys—AL TAN, MINGOY TAN, and PETE LIM. For those who belong to this term's "greens", I recommend you to these three who're the proper channel to the knowledge of who's who in what line. (D'you get me, Baby P. and "Chicken" L?) ........ another one of the batch of Leytenas — Cita Daza. She simply loathes "hagorongs" like poison so much so that she can smell one a mile away. ("Hagorong", by the way, is the most unglamorous nick name for one who is nothing but a bag of wind.) ........ VICENTE VARELA, who's turned a schoolmaster of late. I overheard him correcting a fellow pre-law's enunciation and pauses of Tennyson's "Break, break, break... .etc.". Well, he ought to know, being a Varela, you know. ........ BEETHOVEN ENCABO of the Liberal Arts, who believes in silence being golden. Don't tell us you expect to "goldensilence" your way to some dame's heart! Not these days, brother. Before you know it, there isn,t any Juliet left for you. ........ HELEN HAUTIA, a sweet personifi cation of proper femininity. So sweet that there's a Carolinian columnist who noted me that she more than deserves a space in this column. She really does, come to think of it. ........ CESAR PADILLA, who claims to be an introvert and lives up to it by being naturally modest, unassuming, shy and silent but not too silent not to pose be fore the prof and dish out I.Q. teaser interrogations. ........ DOLORES O'KEEFE and ELLEN OUANO. They apparently have only one thing in common and that is their ash-colored get-ups. This is one of the reasons why they're one of the innumer able inseparables of the "Pharvolites". ........ SOCORRO CERILLES, who is a real gentlewoman. She's a perfect Catholic, the one and only, I suppose. It's rather consoling to know there're still many like (Continued on page 3C>) THE CAROLINIAN Page 16 Mr. Lolito Gil Gozum Mr. Jose A. Rodriquez Mr. Alfredo O. Ordono Demi <ii Commerce Dean of KHpineerinp .-Ixxf. Demi, Kihieatioo Dr. Concepcion C. Aranda Mrs. Caroline H. Gonzales Miss Teopista Suico Demi, Collefie of Pharmai-p Deoil, Dome Eeonomicx Dept. Deoil, Normal Dept. Mr. Jose V. Arias Demi, Seeretmial Cor Capt. Antonio M. Gonzalez. FA CSC ROrC Cummmiilmit Lt. Eduardo M. Javelosa. (INF) Adjutant SOCIAL n -f—/ ROM the time the individualJ_. istic spirit filtered into the sphere of social relations, particularly into those existing be tween capital and labor, the pre cious unity which had been ac quired and maintained through the benevolent influence of Christian doctrine during the Middle Ages, quickly disappeared and was sub stituted by antagonism between classes, and finally by discord and struggle. In spite of the progress that has been brought about in the social order, our present-day society has not succeeded sufficiently in re uniting, on a basis of common in terest, the different classes that make up civil society. The bonds of the common good no longer ex ercise upon the mind and will that precise and necessary influence which should become the agglu tinating element of union. Even the ideal of developing a great and prosperous nation casts no spell upon the contending parties either. Much less does the defense of the territory or of common patrimony serve as a bond of union in the face of an unjust onslaught or the in filtration of a foreign power's ele ments. This holds true whether we consider the problem in the poli tical, social, and economical field, or in the ideological sphere. All this evidences that our 'mo dern societies have not succeeded yet, in spite of the formidable re actions experimented in the politi cal order, to throw over-board in the socio-economic order all the ballast of the subsisting liberal and individualistic ideas and concepts. These ideas and concepts have al ready, theoretically speaking, out lived their raison d'etre and have proven on the other hand an utter failure in the practical field. It is a lamentable fact that so many erroneous systems have been employed to repair the damage in dividualistic liberalism has wrought By LUIS EUGENIO College of Liberal Arts HARMONY in social life. Formulae devoid of all philosophico-social content have been utilized. What is more de plorable yet is the fact that it has been tried to create new social concepts based on a philosophy of reaction rather than on the positive aspects of the law of nature, rightly interpreted and applied. This false position towards the problem did give, and still continues to give, the apparent sensation of a constructive and permanent solution. I said a sensation, for that's what it is; be cause intrinsically those formulae and concepts are not only inade quate but also too incomplete as to constitute an integral solution of the vital problem. If we take a retrospective view and look as far back as to touch the origin of the question, we can detect that all these perturbations and social struggles are not causes in themselves but rather conse USC ALUMNI ASSOCIATION University of San Carlos Cebu City January 7, 19:’>2 To All Members USC Alumni Association (Wherever they are) Mademoiselles, Mesdames and Sirs: This year’s USC Day is scheduled to he celebrated in Feb ruary. It is therefore requested that all USC Alumni will not fail to flock back to the old familiar San Carlos U campus on the days of the festivities. All alumni are also reminded that we will not fail to hold our annual homecoming activities on the last day of the celebra tion. This year we shall prove to the Alma Mater that we are always her loyal sons and daughters by joining with enthusiasm our annual homecoming party. Your attendance is very necessary, and, therefore, highly expected. It will make our homecoming affair as intimate and jolly as ever and will surely help a lot in strengthening the bonds of fellowship and camaraderie which have always bound us together throughout the years. We thank you all for your coming and your cooperation. Ven/ sincerely, (Sgd.) Jesus P. Garcia President quences. One should not try to trace the true causes in the reper cussions seen in evidence for many years, even centuries, after the causes had been planted. The true causes are to be found in the slow but gradual abandonment of the social doctrine of the Church which is the only authoritative interpreter of the natural law. The salvation of civilization from social disaster -- a consequence in turn of the struggle of classes — is not a question of social structures. Social structures serve only as media through which the redeem ing doctrine can operate. Social structures can never constitute in themselves a solution. Take for example the knife. In the hands of a surgeon it is used to save a life; in the hands of an assassin it is brandished to snuff out a life. The important thing to do at this hour is to restore the old re deeming doctrine. In short, the only necessary and efficacious thing to do is to" get back to the Chris tian social doctrine in all its aspects and consequences. For it has been evidenced to exhaustion that this is the only remedy to avoid the conflict of classes and the crumbling of society. There is no other uni fying element that can bring to gether as tightly whatever is to be united as the social doctrine of the Church. For in all other social classes one can find neither com(Continued on pa 12) Page 21 across these tall, silent shadows That surround me. . For though I may cower and tremble before the consuming face of its starless nights I shall not indulge in on endless sleep In death there will be no night and day No ticking watch...only empty timelessness of its neglected space No love No hate No scorn No deciding moments to spur me ........only uninterrupted wakefulness I know, I know... I feel. . . I feel I know that death continue in an endless flow to another life For in death, I will find a life just as I may find silence in the infuriating swell of sound or... Music, lilting amidst the fracas of a meshed-up noise.. . In a period of famine I may see people feast... or fresh, cool water bursting in the middle of o dry, dusty desert............ In war and turbulence I may yet THIS GRAVE 11 DIG l( ( ? VICENTE RANUDO, Jr. Page 22 THE CAROLINIAN come to know the golden silence of the peace I know so little of... Let myself be steel and death crawl up on me like brownish rust engulfing me, jarring my senses and fill my throat till I choke and I shall be breathless For I have no nose? Let myself be on island and death be the wind cold and unseen swift and sure Sweeping my shores around me And send the waters across and over Until I am stripped and bare Until I am gone and lost and my bosom shall cradle a thought But I have no mind of my own? Death shall be a voice A sigh in the dead of the night Calling my name, whispering my name, calling my name................. And I have ears to hear with Death can be supremely artistic and beautiful Life so plain and ugly Death con be neat and clean Life so sordid and unkempt Death is the candle, tall and white Life can be the eating flame above Death is a wonderful and colorful state. I would like to die But I must live because you are alive For when I am dead I may still breathe the wind from your hair or Feel the touch of your skin or lull before your eyes I may still thrill to but a thought of you and a thought of you I know is not for sale I may no longer breathe the air you breathe Speak the words you speak Love the things you love... No longer can I gaze at you in mute admiration I shall be cold I shall be unfeeling, I shall be blind No storm or tempest above me No thunder, no quake below Can replace, and I will forget . ................. "this grove I dig is for me For I must find a tear in the moon tonight And hide my life Under some wind-swept tree Come inside me thru capilliarity?" This grave I dig is for me But I shudder and feel a sudden fear as I see that It could only be a world of me-------less you and you------ less me February, 1952 Page 23 What ■ s Russian I Communistic Terrorism /N ORDER to enforce its dire f policy, the Soviet regime has invented and perfected, with the ingenuity of Beelzebub, the most effective, the most ruthless (if I may use such an expression), the most barbarous, and the most dastardly machinery of terrorism that mankind has ever witnessed. To describe adequately this system of terrorism, a writer would need to choose from every language all the superlatives expressive of deception, trickery, espionage, lying, tyranny, cruelty, horror, baseness, torture, and diabolism. In fact, the terrorism exercised by Ruscomists beggars all description and abso lutely staggers the imagination. This terrorism means the un leashing of a pack of numberless insidious, infuriated, bloodthirsty hell-hounds and infernal vampires on a helpless population by a con scienceless, steel-hearted, iron-souled dictator, who wears a perpetual satanic grin while his paid spies trump up lying accusations, while his hirelings submit to unspeakable tortures innocent victims, while his agents extort "confessions" of rack ed prisoners, while his "courts" hold mock trials, while his secret police invade and break up at dead of night innumerable families, while these despicable minions liquidate countless civilians or condemn them to slave labor in conditions that can be described only a living death! Words and Actions Let us first of all listen to some of the oracles of Ruscomism. Ra ther, I should say, let us hear two of the idols of Communism, Lenin and Stalin, speak. In his work (a booklet full of dynamite) entitled Problems of Leninism, Stalin heartily endorses Lenin's brutal statement: "The scientific concept, dictatorship, means nothing more or less than power which directly rests on vio lence, which is not limited by any law or any absolute rules. Dicta torship means unlimited power resting on violence and not on law" (page 25). In another work from the blood stained pen of Stalin, "Theory and Practice of Leninism," the present barbaric dictator of the U.S.S.R. quotes with approval the following words of Lenin: "The Dictatorship of the Proletariat is a relentless war waged with bloodshed... a war a hundred times more difficult, more long drawn-out, more complicated than the most bloodthirsty war which war could be possible be tween Nations" (C.P.G.B. ed.. pp. 50 & 196). And in Left Wing Com munism by Lenin we read: "The Dictatorship of the Proletariat is the fiercest and most merciless war" (C.P.G.B. ed., p. 10). Rightly does Mrs. Ariadne Wil liams state, in From Liberty to BrestLitovsk, "The most terrible trait of Bolshevism is its utter unscrupu lousness as to ways and means, and the blunt cruelty of its leaders. Deceit, forgery, calumny, murder, violence, treachery — all the low, dark, brutal forces which mankind had for centuries endeavoured to get rid of — have become weapons of government at their hands." The reader will pardon me for quoting a rather long passage writ ten by Mr. H. R. Knickerbocker in The Soviet Five Year Plan (publish ed in London in 1931), for this passage aptly and graphically de picts the terrorist campaign relent lessly waged by the Ruscomists. Thus writes Mr. Knickerbocker: The terror has become a perma nent institution. There appears not the slightest intention to abandon or abate it. It is much more active to-day than three years ago . . . Methods of the terror heighten its dreadful efforts. All arrests are made between midnight and the dawn. For political offenders, and the vast majority come under this category, no attorney may be em ployed, no communication had with friends or relatives. Wives, mothers, learn only from newspapers that their husbands, sons have been shot. The accused are not told of what they are accused. They never even see their judges.. Their exe cution is in secret, their burial places unknown. The G.P.U. allows no martyrs . . . The G.P.U. is, how ever, not merely an instrument of police power, but an espionage agency of the first order. The nerve net of the most intensive espionage system in history reaches almost to each individual family in Russia." All this may be styled a true, forceful exemplification of the prin ciple which Lenin expressed in a letter -to Comrade Kursky on May 17, 1921, which was published in The Bolshevik on October 31, 1930: "The legal trial is not intended to replace terrorism; to make such a profession would be deception of others or oneself; but to base terror ism firmly on a fundamental prin ciple and give it legal form." Page 24 THE CAROLINIAN The execrable Krylenko, whom I quoted as saying in the trial of Monsignor Budkiewicz in March 1923 (cf. Chap. II) that he spat on all religions, declared at the meet ing of the Executive Central Com mittee thirteen years later, as re ported in Izvestia (February 12, 1936): "The methods of dictatorship remain the same, based on the implacable suppression of adversa ries and on terror, and in perfect agreement with the ideas of Lenin." — And this is the savagery which (God forgive them and enlighten them!) Ruscomists in the U.S.A., Canada, and other free, democratic, liberty-loving countries, wish to in troduce in place of the civilized system that prevails in their own homelands! But some "fellow traveller" (how silly and gullible and stupid, if not consciously treacherous, these "fel low travellers" are!) may remarks: "You are talking and writing of things that occurred twelve years ago. Surely all that has passed, and now there exists in the U.S.S.R. - - the beloved, Utopia." "Now aint that sumpin? as Custy Shortlegs would say. The same in describable machinery of terrorism is at work to-day in the U.S.S.R., and it is operating, if possible, still more malevolently and cruelly. "This constant intensification of terror is the outstanding character of the Bolshevik regime," declares the well known writer, Miss Suzanne LaFollette. "Terror is a familiar ad junct of revolution, but it is usually brief. Once the new power is es tablished, it is succeeded by internal peace. In Russia, on the other hand, the terror has grown with the power of ruling minority. After thirty years of Communist rule the number of concentration camps (euphemistically called "corrective labor camps") continues to grow as the millions who work under the lash of the police continue to be augmented by new recruits con demned to forced with or without trial or even formal accusation. Al though the census of these slaves who form the base of the Soviet economic and social pyramid re mains the secret of the most sec retive government on earth, the most reliable estimates place it at from fifteen to twenty million people whose names, as a former inmates has put it, have been stricken out of the book of life." (Justice by As sassination, pp. 5 & 6.) The Soviet secret police were first known as the Checka; later they were called the GPU; next they were styled the NKVD; and now they are called the NVD. Change of names is very fashionable in the U.S.S.R. and in its satellite nations. How many of the leaders have an alias? But we must expect this change of names on the part of gangsters, such as Stalin, Tito & Co. Maybe the NKVD will soon be THE LIGHTER SIDE A first grade kid handed in a crayon drawing of the Holy Family in an airplane. The teacher easily picked out the Holy Family by the halos but was surprised by a fourth man without a halo. "Junior, who is this man?" "Why sister don’t you know Pontius the Pilot?" The teacher had just finished re lating the story of the Crucifixion for the first time to a class of tots, when suddenly one wig-waged his hand frantically. "Yes Jose?" "Sister I just would like to know," Jose demanded angrily "where the heck was Magsaysay?" A Protestant minister asked an orphan if he knew how to pray. The boy said yes and started the Our Father and upon finishing if continued with the Hail Mary. "No, No, N<j! Not that prayer" he shouted. "Something else" but don't include Mary." The boy started the creed and when he reached the part "con ceived of the Holy Ghost and born of..." he looked up and said: "Here she comes again sir! What do I do now?" given a new title. But one thing is certain: whatever be its name, it will remain, as long as the U.S.S.R. abides, the same malignant monster of terrorism. The Saturday Evening Post re cently (June 26, July 3, and July 10, 1948) carried three very informative articles by Kirrill Mikhailovich Alexeev, who escaped, at the risk of his life, with his wife and children, from the Soviet embassy in Mexico, and who is now living in free Ame rica, though still haunted by the NKVD, which follows its victims throughout the world. (Was Wal ter Krivitsky murdered in the U.S.A, by an agent of that accursed organ ization? Ask Joe Stalin!) "I was less than nine years old," writes Alexeev in his first ar ticle, "when the Soviets seized power. My brothers and sisters, radical students at the University of Moscow, joined the Reds and fought in the revolutionary army. Later they rose to high places in the Communist Party. In my teens I lived with my oldest sister in Mos cow. Her house was along-side police headquarters. It was the Cheka then — afterward GPU, NKVD and finally NVD — and the boss executioner was Felix Dzerz hinsky. Many nights I heard auto mobile engines being raced and backfired to cover the sound of rifle shots. Cynical grownups would say. 'Dzerzhinsky is working again.' " One of the early slogans of Rus comists, soon realized with a ven geance, was: "Liquidation of the Kulaks as a Class!" The word kulak really means a rich or pros perous farmer and often implies that he has made money out of the poorer classes. But, in the language of Communism, any one is a kulak who wishes to own farm and cul tivate it for the upkeep of his wife and children. According to the Ruscomist policy State Indus trialization and State Collectivization of farms had to be effected even by the most ruthless and terroristic methods. The brutal methods whereby farmers were terrorized into "volun tarily" surrendering their lands and joining the kolkhoz (collective farm under State ownership) have been ably and pathetically described by various writers. To one who desires a first-hand account of those gruesome, savage means I recom mend the reading of Victor Krav chenko's I Chose Freedom. In Chap ter VIII, entitled "Horror in the Vil lage," and in the following chapter entitled "Harvest in Hell," the reader will find most harrowing details ol the unspeakable terror which crush ed the poor farmers into abject sub mission. I have already (in chapter III) drawn attention to the Soviet's de liberate starvation of at least two million persons in the Ukraine in (Continued on pa 32) February, 1952 Page 25 FORMER USC CORPS COMMANDER RECEIVES COMMISSION Pursuant to the general order No. 540 HNDF Camp Murphy, Quezon City, former Corps com mander Ciriaco Bongalos received his commission in the Reserve Force, Armed Forces of the Philippines. Second Lt. Bongalos was one of the advance graduates of class '50. He was one-time the Corps Adjutant in this Unit. For distinguished showing in the field and the class room, he was recipient of the much 2nd Lieut. CIRIACO BONGALOS (FA) Former USC Corp Commander coveted USC ROTC medal of honor. His effective leadership and the splendid record of his administra tion during his incumbency earned for him the promotion the corps commandership. Another ROTC cadet officer who made good is 2nd Lt. Antonio Men dez who have just received his com mission in the Reserve Force, AFP. A graduate of class '50, Lieut enant Mendez was formerly Battery commander of "G" Battery. He made an impressive record in the last year's Tactical Inspection and on sheer merit he was promoted to a Battalion Commander. Lieutenant Bongalos and Men dez are awaiting the order for as signment. At present, they are pursuing their law studies, in the USC College of Law. The Corps extends to Lieutenants Bongalos and Mendez congratula tions. ADVISER OF USC CORPS OF SPONSORS ELECTED Miss Miguela Martin was un animously elected as adviser of this year Corps of Sponsors. Miss Martin is concurrently a USC Faculty mem ber and a Physical Education in structress for girls. TROOP SCHOOL FOR CADET OFFICERS CREATED A military Troop School for all Cadet Officers was held last Jan uary 4-5, 1952 and was personally conducted by Capt. Antonio Gon zales, Commandant and Lt. Javelosa, his staff officer. This school was created in line with the policy of the Department to determine the individual efficiency and capability of a cadet officer: to give a real down-to-earth training to these of ficers for development of leadership, efficiently and command responsi bility. Efficiency ratings were given to all cadet officers based on their relative showing on the practical and theoretical examinations. This school is a counterpart of the "Officers Refresher School" which is presently held in one of the Army's Training Center. The following were the subject covered preparatory to the Tactical Inspections: (1) Drill & Ceremonies inspection. (2) Weapons. (3) Inte rior Guard Duty (4) Combat Drill (5) Combat Exercises (6) Scouting and Patrolling (7) Military Cour tesy and Discipline (8) Hygiene and Sanitation (9) Bayonet training and Grenade Throwing. (Continued on page .12) 2nd Lieut. ANTONIO MENDEZ (FA) One time Battalion Commander Page 26 THE CAROLINIAN 14 OF THE 15 USC CANDIDATES PASSED PHARMACY EXAMS Chalking up one ol the highest passing percentages among the Pharmacy colleges, the USC Col lege of Pharmacy now counts with 14 nevz pharmacists out of the 15 candidates it has sent to Manila to take the board examinations for Pharmacy, held last July, 1951. The successful candidates are: (Mrs.) Benedicta T. Ceniza, (Mrs.) Fe Fuentes-Alpuerto, (Mrs.) Gloria Mariori Rosello, (Mrs.) Rosario TyVeloso, (Mrs.) Aurora Ybdnez, Misses Adelina Cabahug, Melania Campos, Luisa Gerra, Restituta Inocian, Beatriz Mendoza, Jesusa Padayhag, Carolina Ruiz, Carmen Santillana and Lourdes Uy Matiao. Dean Concepcidn C. Aranda of the College of Pharmacy has an nounced that plans for the honoring of the new pharmacists are being prepared by the Administration, Faculty and the Pharmacy student body. The oath-taking ol the success ful examinees will be held at USC following a glittering ceremony planned for the occasion. Atty. JESUS GARCIA, Professor of Law, USC, President of the USC Alumni Asso ciation, administered the oath ta our Pharmacy graduates who successfully Hurdled the Board Examinations last July, 1951. MR. EMILIO B. ALLER For him the Annual CAROLINIAN EDITOR HEADS 1952 SEMPER FIDELIS STAFF Emilio B. Aller, editor-in-chief of "The Carolinian," was appointed editor of this year's Semper Fidelis, annual publication of USC. Mr. Aller has been relieved in the meantime of his editorship ol The Carolinian by Mr. Napoledn G. Rama, former editor of this same magazine who finished his law studies last year and took the last bar examination. (Continued on page 28) THE PHILIPPINE EDU- (Continued CATIONAL SYSTEM from p. ?) prosperous nation, situated in preca rious proximity to the heart and core of the Communist movement sur rounded on all sides by the menacing land-hungry satellites of Russia, and shaken from within by fratri cidal dissidence, mass discontent, and economic instability, our young Republic must needs avail herself of whatever means are at her com mand to repel the violent onslaughts of the enemy. Higher standards of living, economic aid America can give. Arms and ammunition, mili tary equipment, America can pro vide. But who shall administer, this economic aid efficaciously to reach the suffering Filipino masses? Shall it be the godless politicians, products of the public system, whose five years of administration have shown in gory headlines, the cupidity, the avarice, the lust for power, the self-seeking in public office, which fifty years of godless education have molded into an ar rogant philosophy of self interest for the rulers through deception and adulation for the half-educated, terrorism and ballot-buying for the ignorant? The story of American aid to the Philippines has suffered and will continue to suffer the same fate which American aid to Nation alist China suffered. The millions for the upliftment of the people shall continue to be diverted into the pockets of unscrupulous men, the illustrious products of our godless public school system. And who shall man the guns and hold the ramparts of democra cy in the east? Not a rabble turned military for mere pay, not mercen aries and hirelings devoted to the trade of carnage and bloody but chery — the first attack of the fa natic hordes ol Communist Russia will make these sham bastions crumple like nipa huts against a savage tank attack. But organized thuggery; mechanized viciousness, whether of the Roman centuries that fed innumerable martyrs to the lions or of this 20th century which terror ized entire continents by the jungle horrors of man-made atrocities, have proved impotent against the living faith of a people. Wherever endur ing victories have been achieved, we look in vain for the triumph of brute strength over an ideal whose principles are rooted in the eternal truths of life. (Continued on page 28) February, 1952 Page 27 THE PHILIPPINE EDU- (Continued CATION AL SYSTEM from P. 2;) The eternal truths of life! Of these Pres. Calvin Coolidge dec lared: "Unless our people are tho roughly instructed in the great truths of religion, they are not fitted to understand our institutions or to provide them with adequate sup port." Who shall fight for Philip pine democracy equipped with these eternal truths of religion? that man is made unto the image and like ness of God? that man was made to know, love and serve God? that man is infinitely precious, has hu man dignity because he possesses an infinitely precious soul? that man's rights are inalienable because man's salvation is his first and last concern? that the state is man's servant, not the master of man? that all obligations are owed to God, all rights are derived from God? Not the vicious products of godless education, who being nei ther man nor beast, enjoy human rights and liberties but cannot con vince themselves of any reason that justifies such transcendent preroga tives; who can be easily convinced by the display of brutal power to surrender those privileges about which, after all, they are not con vinced as due to super-sensitive pro toplasms. Today, the Christian religious population of the Philippines is restless. Tortured by this anachro nistic vestige of unAmerican po lity, suffering keenly the graft and corruption, the bloody terrorism, the disappearance of the high ideals of morality and patriotism that have made immortal the heroes of Phil ippine history, and threatened by the vicious attacks of communism against the validity of our democraratic ideology founded on the wor ship of God and the immortal des tiny of the human soul, the people shall band themselves together as one to sweep away the reins of government from the hands of the mental despots that tyranize the Filipino soul. My friends, we have a good fight in our hands, a fight against two enemies of the security and welfare of our young Republic. The first is the public school system of godless education. The second is its stronger brother, Atheistic Com munism. If we conquer the first, if we take away from our public school system the weapon of god lessness and skepticism, we shall (Continued on page J-l) * USC * "AMY" UPSETS PHARMACY WEEK AND OTHER UNIVERSITY AFFAIRS * * The celebration of Pharmacy Week in the City of Cebu had to be cancelled as a result of Amy's rampage in this locality which oc curred during the same week of the scheduled affair. The USC College of Pharmacy was to take active part in the celebration and was fully pre pared for it. In spite of the typhoon, most of the members of the Cebu Pharma ceutical Association moved to go on holding the dinner-dance which was one of the features of the celebra tion. Contending that such dinner dance would be scandalous in the face of the people's sufferings, the USC Pharmacy Faculty successfully blocked this move and persuaded the association to donate part of its fund to charity. The local celebration of the Golden Jubilee of the Founding of the Philippine Educational System, which had already started with a radio program on the evening of December 8, had also to be can celled. USC's float for the parade of December 9 afternoon was ready to roll when the heavy rain, prelude to the typhoon, fell. Various activities in this univer sity connected with Christmas had to be called off. The Lay Faculty Club decided on a policy of aus terity in the meantime and can celled its Christmas dinner. Certain colleges which planned to hold Christmas parties had to desist from executing those plans. USC SETS UP TENNIS COURT FOR FACULTY AND STUDENTS In response to a plea from the Faculty Club, a tennis court has been set up by the Administration on one of the basketball courts in the university quadrangle. The new tennis court is a real ization of the club president's promise made earlier this year to work for its acquisition. USC VARSITY SWEEPS INTRA-ARCHDIOCESAN TILT Exhibiting excellent form, the highly-favored USC basketball team lived up to the swamis expectations by romping away with the Intra Archdiocesan trophy in the tourney held on January 2nd to 6th. The tilt was participated in by the different varsity teams of the Catholic colleges of the Archdiocese of Cebu. The Intra-Archdiocesan Academic & Athletic Meet, although only recently organized, met with great success and drew a large crowd from all over the Province. Q/icanta QXy J?qq ' January 27, 1932 * Cebu City * Education III * Shy yet charming personality * Intelligent and beauteous * Legion of Mary * Books, writing letters, stamps * Assiduous Church-goer 11 Chinese-Filipino Blood LAW AND ENGINEERING STUDENTS GIVEN HOLY RETREAT The annual Holy Retreat lor the Colleges of Law and ol Engineeririg was held prior to Christmas va cation on December 17-23. The re treat consisted in Rosary, sermon, and benediction of the Blessed Sac rament of 6:30-7:30 p.m., on Decem ber 17-21; confession on December 22; and General Holy Communion on December 23. Page 28 THE CAROLINIAN NEW EQUIPMENT ACQUIRED FOR COLLEGE OF ENGINEERING An air-conditioning unit, a me chanized laundry unit, and a boiler unit has been added to the appa ratus in the College of Engineering. An informed source said that the air-conditioning unit will be in stalled in the new power house, which is expected to be finished before the end of this school year, for study purpose. The purchase of the afore mentioned equipment came as a speedy compliance with the recom mendation made by an inspector from the Bureau of Private Schools who went over the College of En gineering recently. Owt emmet (Rosita <"fy * September 19, 1933 * Tandag, Surigao * Pharmacy II * Brains, Beauty, Health and Wealth * Magnetic personality * Accomplished pianist * Daily Communicant * Books & Dancing * Chinese-Spanish Blood USC SUFFERS ONLY SLIGHT DAMAGE IN LAST TYPHOON Only a slight damage was suf fered by the University of San Car los when typhoon "Amy," consi dered the most violent post-libera tion typhoon to hit this place, visited Cebu on December 9. Damaged were: the Girls' High School building, the roof of which was almost entirely blown off; the stage in the quadrangle; the chapel roof of which two sheets of zinc were blown off and holes punctured into the ceiling; window panes; and telephone lines. Unlike those in other local schools, the records and books of USC es caped the fury of the torrential rain. The damage sustained by USC during Amy's visit is very slight compared with that inflicted by the 1949 typhoon. Commented Rev. Fr. William Cremers, S.V.D., treasurer of USC: "We were lucky!" CAMPAIGN FOR GIFTS FOR TALA LEPERS A SUCCESS USC students responded spon taneously to the campaign for gifts for the lepers of La Consolation Leprosarium sponsored by the USC Faculty Club, President Ordona told The Carolinian. The gifts, consisting of used clothes, magazines, and canned goods, almost amounting to two truck-loads, were delivered by Rev. Fr. Constante Floresca, S.V.D., to the La Consolation Leprosarium on December 22. "The credit for the success of the campaign should go to the students, not to the Faculty Club," President Ordona declared. He di vulged that the campaign was in spired by reports that the La Con solation lepers are suffering from lack of provisions. FACULTY CLUB GIVES HELP TO TEAM AND FELLOW INSTRUCTOR The Faculty Club turned over an amount of eighty-one pesos and ten centavos (P81.10) to the USC Varsity Team as pocket money for the players when they went to Ma nila early this semester to participate in the National Inter-Collegiate Basketball Championship. This money was solicited from students who could afford to give voluntary contribution. The Club also gave ninety pesos and ten centavos (P90.10) to Mrs. Concepcion Zosa Ledesma, chem istry instructor in the College of Liberal Arts, as a token of con dolence and sympathy on the death of her father, Ramon Zosa, Sr., early in December. (Continued on page 30) HAPPY BOY MARIO (Continued from page lk) gesturing arms fell to his sides, and the lean form moved very slowly around, turning his back to the chasm, facing me now. It was a lovely, lilting melody which Mario, the greatest song-lover of our gang, used to sing with more volume and feeling than anyone of us. Even as I played I couldn't help setting, in my mind, to each lovely note, the lyrics which were as part of the song as the yuletide season: ".. .and there was a lucky cool night that wraps 'round a Babe and a star bright. . Mario used to sing this with closed eyes and a tremble in his voice. The spell fell again on Ma rio as it always did. He stared at me, unblinkingly and mutely. Presently, he bent down to sit on his steel perch and listened to my playing as one in trance. When I played the tune for the second time, the merry spirit caught on with the gang. They began to hum to my tune bashfully, but as if finding it unbearable, the finished off with a burst of singing. At the end of the song, we breathed deeply and waited for Mario to come down. Of a sudden, he picked himself up — not to walk down the bridge, but to turn his back to us and frighten us again with the swinging of his arms. The faces and hands around me were quick to motion me to start sounding off anew. As soon as the song was started, Ma rio would lose his morbid determi nation and pause to listen. Just as certainly, after the last notes had died out, his suicidal resolve would sieze him again so that I had to play the song over and over until my gums ached. It became a pretty desperate and brutal affair. I played song after song, innumerable times, far into the night until I felt I was going to blow my lungs out. I was ter ribly determined to save the little fool from a violent and silly death — a noble thing I thought; but I wasn't so sure how long I could last myself exhaling the wind out of my system. Sooner or later I knew I had to call it quits or blow the daylights out of myself. I knew that moment had come when at close midnight my music sounded spasmodic and broken, and my breathing, hard and audible. My harmonica dropped from my mouth; (Continued on page 32) February, 1952 Page 29 LONELIER THAN SOUND (Continued from page 9) The night passed somehow and it was Saturday, and Sunday was only a day off. After breakfast, Marce called Pastor aside. "What's the news?" she asked. "Can people go through now to Cananga or Capoocan?" Pastor shook his head. "Be on the lookout for anyone coming from town," she begged. "You might hear something new." "I'll go to town myself." "Your father might get angry." Pastor looked deep into his mother's eyes. "I don’t care," he said quietly. "From now on I'll go to town whenever I want to go to town." "Be quick, son." Pastor nodded. "I'll borrow Tacio's bike." He came back late in the after noon, depressed and grim. There had been a fight near Cananga the day before. Jose's party had been waylaid by a battalion of Japs. Jose had been wounded but had got away. Pastor had the story from a girl who had been there at the time and who had later been allowed to pass through the line on the strength of a pass issued by the provincial commander. "Celsa must have managed to send word somehow to Jose," said Pastor. "He must have been on his way here when he was am bushed. He may still be able to make it. He does not give up easily." "But he is wounded!" cried Lydia. "He is not the kind to let a wound keep him from doing what he wants to do." Jose did not come that night, nor did he show up the next day. At sundown, Marce gave him up. Don Vidal would be coming at supper time. After Pedro had given his word, the betrothal would be a public compact which neither party could break without incurring last ing disgrace. "Resign yourself, my child," she told Lydia. "Perhaps it's God's will that this should happen." "I wish I were dead," said Lydia. "Don't say such things, child. Who knows? Perhaps it's for the best." (Continued on page -11) USC SPANISH WEEK TO BE OBSERVED Spanish Week will be observed by USC on January 27 to February 3. The observance will start with a Declamation Contest on January 27 and end with a Literary-Musical Program on February 3, all mem bers of which are to be rendered in Spanish. Spanish Week is one of the activities sponsored by the USC Faculty Club. The affair is directed by the Committee on Spanish Week headed by Miss Teodora Messa. The declamation contest is of two sets: one for collegiate level, the other for students of the high school department. Prizes will be given to the winners of this contest as well as to the best dance, the best musical number, and the best interpretation of any number on the literary-musical program. LIBRARIAN BARES DIFFICULTY IN OBTAINING BOOKS AND MAGAZINES Import control regulations and the system of dollar allocation makes it very difficult for USC to order books from the United States and renew magazine subscriptions there, Rev. Fr. Josef Baumgartner, S. V.D., librarian, revealed. This difficulty has frustrated the university's desire to purchase upto-date professional, technical, and cultural books, other than textbooks. While textbooks are available once more in Manila bookstores, the same cannot be said of scholarly pub lications. While the nation observed National Book Week and, recently, celebrated the Golden Jubilee of the Philippine Educational System, and certain government officials made fanciful speeches about the promotion of education, it seems that little has been done to facilitate the ordering of books from abroad. Fr. Baumgartner disclosed that he has written to Senator Geronima T. Pecson, head of the Senate Com mittee on Education, asking help in this matter. WEEKLY SEMINARS ORGANIZED BY FR. WROCKLAGE Weekly seminars to discuss sub jects within the scope of philosophy of law was organized by Rev. Fr. Bernard Wrocklage, S.V.D., shortly before Christmas vacation. Most of the students who have signed up to be members, presently numbering 36, come from the Col lege of Liberal Arts, taking the sub ject Philosophy of Law under Fr. Wrocklage. Each seminar is composed of 12 members who meet once a week to discuss subjects previously se lected by them. Each member .is to talk on one subject before it is opened for discussion; however, any member is free to excuse himself from speaking if he has found no time to study the subject assigned him. Fr. Wrocklage said that the or ganization of the seminars was in spired by the students' asking ques tions in class which could not be discussed fully because of time li mitation. He pointed out that the seminars, besides expanding the knowledge of members on the phi losophy of law, afford them train ing in speaking, argumentation, and debate. FORTUNATO BAJARIAS, lone candidate from the USC College of Engineering, suc cessfully hurdled the last board examina tions in Civil Engineering with an average of 82%. Page 30 THE CAROLINIAN LEO ORTIZ He talked best. CAROLINIAN FIRST IN ORATORICAL TILT USC High School representative Leo Ortiz to the Intra-Archdiocesan academic contest was adjudged the best orator in the oratorical tilt held at the Colegio de la Inmaculada Concepcion, on January 5th. In the collegiate division, Liberal Arts student Expedite Bugarin ran away with the second prize. The first prize was won by Colegio de San Jose (Recoletos). USC FATHERS ABROAD TO RETURN NEXT YEAR The two USC Fathers taking post-graduate studies in the United States are expected to return by July after enjoying a vacation in Europe. Rev. Fr. Robert ("Bob") Hoeppener, S.V.D., Regent of Pharmacy, and Rev. Fr. Enrique Schoenig, S.V.D., head of the Biological De partment, shall finish their post graduate studies this year. The former is taking the post-graduate course in chemistry (M.S. Chemistry) in St. Louis, Missouri; the latter, the post-graduate course in biology (M.S. Biology) in Notre Dame, In diana. From the United States they are to go to Europe for a vacation, after which they will return to USC. The two Fathers will return with new equipment. FATHER RECTOR SPEAKS AT RADIO PROGRAM The Very Rev. Fr. Albert van Gansewinkel. S.V.D., Rector of USC, was guest speaker during the open ing program of the celebration of the Golden Jubilee of the Founding of the Philippine Educational System aired over Station DYRC in the eve ning of December 8. * * use * * * * In his speech, Father Rector praised the high standard of the Philippine system of education but deplored the denial of religious in struction to the Filipino children in public schools. The special invitation for Father Rector to speak was tendered by Dr. Pedro Guiang, division superin tendent of public schools in Cebu. Dr. and Mrs. Jos6 Ruiz USC PHARM ALUMNA WEDDED TO LOCAL DENTIST Miss Eutropia Ursal, one of the first graduates of the USC College of Pharmacy, exchanged marriage vows with Dr. Jos6 R. Ruiz, a local successful dentist, in a wedding ce remony officiated at the Cebu Ca thedral on December 22. A sump tuous breakfast was served to guests and well-wishers after the religious ceremony. The bride was one of USC's first candidates to the pharmacy board examinations. She is now the owner of a drugstore in the city. The groom is one of the members of the College of Dentistry of Southwestern Colleges. LONELIER THAN SOUND (Continued from page 30) "I wish I had never been born." "Hush, Lydia, hush....... Will you dishonor your father? Will you bring disgrace upon all?" Flora was silent. Burying her face in her mother's lap, she wept like a child. Don Vidal came at the appointed time. The formalities were punctitiously observed. The seals and guarantees of custom and conven tion were ceremoniously impressed upon the bethrothal. When Jose finally came, the thing was done. For Jose did come. He came alone. He came on foot, limping from a saber wound in his right thigh. He reached Pedro's farm a little after midnight. He stood at the gate and Lydia, who had fallen into a numbed slumber, stirred and opened her eyes as though her name had been called. He pushed the gate open and limped across the yard. Lydia was wide awake now and acutely aware of the night and its strange sounds. Lydia turned over on her belly and listened to the noises outside. The house was built high. The lower part was unfenced and Jose had no difficulty getting under the room where Flora lay. He knew she would be there, awake and waiting. He stood quite still to ease his heart and he raised his face and called her name. "Lydia," he said softly and Lydia, listening, heard music and felt again the quick wild rush of wonder his voice had evoked, that first time, when he had looked boldly into her eyes and seen his own image there, transfigured in the clear, luminous depths. Again, it was harvest time and they were alone, for a moment at old Valer's haystack. Jose called her name a second time and Lydia, her face pressed hard against her pillow, knew again the feel of straw in her hair. A third time Jose called her and now Lydia, weeping silently upon her pillow, knew what it was to be alone, and what it meant to have part of her claimed by customs, con ventions, and parental loyalty. There was a silence and now Jose, said, "Goodbye, Lydia," and it was as though he spoke also to air and space, and Lydia was aware of the stars shining in the darkness. February, 1952 Page 31 RUSSIAN COMMUNISM (Continued front page 25) the winter of 1932-1933, a colossal crime which American Communists have striven to deny (as they are prepared to deny all the unspeak able atrocities perpetrated by their adorable Stalin), but which Wil liam H. Chamberlin established, in their presence and despite their protests, with unquestionable evi dence that he had personally gathered in the very region where those millions of helpless victims perished. The Children's Blood Purge In 1935 the death penalty was extended to children from the age of twelve! All civilized nations must have been shocked at this So viet decree. The death penalty was meted out to those little ones chief ly for the unforgivable crime of theft to which they were driven by sheer necessity; in fact, often it could not be termed theft, for many of these children were in extreme necessity. But what is the life of a child, of a thousand children, of any number whatever of little ones, if only such slaughter be in the interests of the almighty Soviet State? Walter G. Krivitsky, formerly head of the Soviet Military Intelli gence for Western Europe, to whom I have briefly referred above, wrote a book, In Stalin's Secret Service, in which he described the murder of thousands of delinquent children whose parents had been executed or exiled, and who were thus driven to get by any means possible the bare means of subsistence. In 1947, however, the death penalty for children and even for adults was commuted into condemnation to forced labor, which under the So viet system, means a lingering death in appalling slavery while the Ruscomists squeeze the last ves tige of usefulness from emaciated laborers. Krivitsky, like other pro minent refugees from the U.S.S.R., had inestimated to his friends what he expected; his publicized "suicide" in a Washington hotel in 1941 was doubtless a case of Soviet assassi nation. (To be continued) ROTCHATTER (Continued from page 26) FAMILIARIZATION TRIP SCHEDULED Familiarization trip will be sche duled in the 1st week of January according to the office of the Com mandant. The familiarization trip will cover a kilometric hike and orientation of the cadets of differ ent places and terrains. The annual field trip is part of the ROTC routinary training. SPECIAL COMBAT TRAINING FOR 2nd YEAR BASIC CADET In preparation for the Tactical inspection this coming March, spe cial combat training will be taken up by all 2nd year basic (FA) and (INF). This training will cover problems and other important phases of combat instructions. USC CORPS JOINS NATIONAL HEROES DAY CELEBRATION An impressive and colorful street parade was put up by USC Cadet Corps last Nov. 30th 1951, on the occasion of the National Heroes Day Celebration. Turning out in mass formation, the Cadets moved out from the University Drill grounds and wend ed its way to the City principal street ending at the Abellana High School grounds where floral offer ing and literary-musical program were held. Principal speaker of the occasion was Mayor Elizalde who extolled the lives and virtues of our heroes. In his inspiring speech he concluded: "To you who are still young, it is your duty to guard the future of our country to be always alert without failing to emulate the life and footsteps of our National Heroes." Heading the parade was the USC Band and one platoon of MP in spick and span uniforms. For the "swell show" the cadets won the praises and admiration of the general public. HAPPY BOY . . . (Continued from page 29) exhausted, I stood there, panting. Only one hope now throbbed among us: that there had been enough songs to humor Mario and redeem him from his silly notion. Breathlessly, we watched him, but when he stood up with a sprightly motion, we knew we had lost the day. Like a man awakened from a nightmare, he now moved with sud den and tense gestures and in one quick insane moment he wheeled around. This time, he did not have to swing his arms. Wild, terrified screams cut through the air. A resonant, smacking sound rose from under the bridge. Panic broke loose among us. As I bent over the side of the bridge, I caught sight of the splash of upshooting waters faintly glinting in the light of a late moon. I was straining my neck, there welling in my eyes, in the din and confusion and fainting and rushing around me when I felt my heart choke in my throat. I could see that the tide had risen during the night; the water coming from the sea had swollen high, large and merciful to cushion the shock. In the stirred, darkened waters, a head bobbed up, a flurry of arms swing ing about it but working more like paddles than pendulums. SOCIAL HARMONY (Continued from page 21) mon aspirations nor common in terest and ideals. The only thing that can smooth the edges and re store harmony in the social field is the Catholic social doctrine. Pope Leo XIII said: "If the Chris tian precepts prevail, the Jwo classes will unite not only with the ties of friendship but with fraternal love. They will comprehend and feel that all men are children of one and the same Father — God — Who alone can make men perfectly happy." This is truly the sole manner of going about it if we intend to in duce men to place their ideals a little above their individual interests and egoism of class, and thus reach true social unity which is a unity in harmony and cooperation for the good of all. THE CAROLINIAN Page 32 WHAT DO YOU THINK . . . (Continued from page 15) • Felix Ruiz, College of Com merce, says: All right so we did away with those bugs from our coat — we managed at last, that is, through the '51 elections. So, upon a silver platter we daintily serve a new hot dish to Juan de la Cruz. Alter which performance we tiptoe to our corner, fold our arms, peel our eyes and ears, and wait for results. Is that it? Bro ther, I'll bite but it isn't as easy as that. We've got a lot to pick Filix Rutz our teeth with pitchforks for. What with empty coffers, law lessness and disorder galore, natural resources constantly get ting battered by typhoon, vol canoes or private individuals who are shipping them out in the wrong direction, etc. To top this all, we still have remnants of that ditched political party work ing their larynxes in congress. Which hitches us to the conclu sion that Quirino, Magsaysay and the Nationalistas put together cannot do a thing if we prefer the gimmick: Leave it to them; they'll know what to do; we elected them. The point is, they need the people to work side by side with them. How? Jeepers, go to your books, read news papers, ask questions, then act. Who cares how? Just act for the good of all. • Tony Aquino, College of En gineering, says: We learned our lessons from the past elections. It was well earned! A Democracy, 1 believe, can never survive with out the complete understanding of what it signifies and how it is maintained. The elections of 1951 educate us. Rather, we passed the board after having flunked like the dunce in 1949. THE PHILIPPINE EDU- (Continued CATIONAL SYSTEM from p. 28) win in universal Christian education a formidable ally against the wicked leviathan that is Communism. But if this godless public school system becomes more powerful and more destructive of the Filipino soul, as the despots of the Filipino mind intend it to become in the coming year, we shall see the collapse of the first bulwark of Democracy in the East. We shall see a nation deprived of its high ideals, a peo ple confused and at the mercy of Communist blandishments. And there shall reign the horrible silence of desolation and human oppression as youth rises in bloody carnage over the shambles of democracy and human freedom, and places a wreath of skulls and bones in putrid mockery over the graves of the har lot that gave it birth — godless edu cation. WITH THE NEW YEAR . . . (Continued from page 2) behavior even from the people he had looked up to reverently as his elders, or probably, his heroes. If the historians in the future were to put a stamp across the youth of today, they probably will call him “The Uninspired Youth” before calling him “The War-bred Youth” or “The Forgotten Youth.” Hoivever, the young generation to day is not beyond help. They still retain the fire, the bubbling energy, the vision and the will that can turn them into civic-mind ed, crusading, morally-sound and model citizens. But someone has to harness these virtues in the right direction. It is up to the elders and the leaders of this country to show the way, to pro vide him a model he could live up to. For as true as it takes money to make money, it also takes good, upright elders to make good, upright youth. SHAKESPEARE. . . (Continued from page 7) color, and life. There's got to be the shadows, the somber and sinis ter touches. Shakespeare and his women! 'Twould have been better if he were a she — and yet. ... I take back my assertion. Oh, yes, he'd have been a darling, but then, he knew too much — for a woman. ATTENTION OF PRIVATE SCHOOLS COLLEGES AND UNIVERSITIES • THIS IS FOR YOU MEMORANDA BULLETINS CIRCULARS Issued by the Bureau of Private Schools From March 1945 To December 1951 Now published in one handy volume. • This compilation provides an out right reference book of all official information which has been sent to the field as a supplement to the Manual of Information for Private Schools in the Philippines. All memoranda, Circulars, and Bulletins are accounted for. Those that contain administrative infor mation of a permanent tenor are fully reprinted. PART II containing information regarding Administrative Require ments, Government Legislation concerning Private Schools, Com plete lists of Library, Laboratory, Departmental requirements for va rious courses, etc. will be readv on July 1952. Size of book: 6x9 inches. 212 poges. Pcrfccfly legible types. P4.2S a copy, postage included. CATHOLIC TRADE 1916 Oroqvieta School Manila, P. O. Box 2036 February, 1952 Page 33 ANO X • No. 4 1952 'flcvtiMaMa/ APOLOGETICA [fronde esta [Pedro, esta la [Iglesia e f L PAPA es el sucesor de San Pedro; el como Pedro, ocupa la sede de Roma;- el se remonta hasta Pedro por una serie ininterrumpida de predecesores; el, como Pedro, es el Soberano de la Iglesia entera, y su primacia es reconocida desde hace diecinueve siglos. El Papa es el sucesor de Pedro en todos sus derechos. Ahora bien, es asi que donde esta Pedro, alii esta la Iglesia; luego la Iglesia catolica es la verdadera Iglesia de Jesucristo. El primado del Pontifice romano basta por si solo para discernir la verdadera Iglesia de Jesucristo. Al fundar el Hijo de Dios su imperio espiritual sobre Pedro, hizo del Prin cipe de los Apostoles el trono de una dinastia de pontifices que se ha perpetuado, sin interrupcion, hasta Pio XII, mediante los doscientos sesenta y tres sucesores de Pedro. Esta sucesion de los Papas, en la Iglesia Romana, constituye el tronco del arbol mistico plantado por Jesucristo, y cuyas ramas extendidas por la tierra son las iglesias particulares. Las ramas desprendidas de este tronco divino son las sectas hereticas y cismaticas. El Principe de los Apostoles establecio su sede en Roma en tiempo del emperador Claudio, el ano 42 de nuestra era. Despues de veinticinco anos de reinado sufrio, bajo el imperio de Neron, un glorioso martirio, el 29 de junio del ano 67. Mientras vivid Pedro, no traslado su sede a ninguna otra parte: mu rid obispo de Roma. La historia, las tradiciones, los monumentos lo atestiguan. Ademas, ninguna secta ha reivindicado jamas para si este privilegio de la Iglesia Roma na. Luego San Pedro unio a la sede de Roma el poder supremo que habia recibido de nuestro Senor Jesucristo y lo dejo en herencia a sus sucesores. EDITORIAL El Arma del Papa Frente a las naciones que acrecientan cada vez mas su poderio belico, en miras, segun afirman, a mantener la paz, como si la paz fuera el fruto de la preparation para la guerra, se levanta un estado minusculo desde el punto de vista de su exten sion territorial, pero incalculable de grande cuando se mide por su grandeza espiritual, donde un gobemante que atiende a los asuntos terrenos de ese estado, al tiempo que vigila los intereses de las almas que Dios ha puesto a su cuidado y es, a la vez, el Vicario de Cristo, procura tambien el acrecentar las armas con las cuales bregard por el mantenimiento de la paz. Pero de manera diametralmente opuesta a los gobemantes de los grandes estados, este anciano de fe viva y gesto valiente, pide a sus subditos espirituales de todo el mundo que eleven sus oraciones al Principe de la Paz, para que la paz descienda sobre el mundo. El caudal de armas que desea obtener es el de la oration del Santisimo Rosario y el poderio de este armamento es inmenso, incalculable, infinito. En todas partes del mundo se ha iniciado la campaha del rezo del Rosario. En Filipinas, tambien se ha respondido a ese pedido de la enciclica “Ingruentium Malorum.” Y los obispos de cada diocesis, en una sucesion de cartas pastorales, han re comendado con insistencia y han urgido el celo de las almas para que el Rosario sie convierta, en cada Cristiano, en el arma de la paz y de la salvation. Por ello cada catolico debe firmemente prometerse a si mismo ante Dios rezar diariamente el Rosario segun lo piden el Padre Santo y la Jerarquia Eclesidstica en cada diocesis. Y mas aun, deben aquellos catolicos que quieran volver a la oration con sentido familiar, rezar el Rosario en familia. Porque la familia es el primer lugar donde se aprende a orar, segun expre^ion del Codigo de Malinas, y es, tambien, el lugar donde habrd de sobrevivir Cristo, perseguido de la vida publica, segun magnificamente lo dijera Pio XII en su primera enciclica. El Rosario familiar no implica necesariamente la presencia de todos los miembros, como el Rosario en la parroquia no requiere para que se rece la asistencia de la totalidad de los fieles. El Rosario en familia es una devotion familiar que a cierta hora inicia el padre, la esposa o el hermano mayor y se reza con todos los que en ese momento puedan estar presentes. Y la oration familiar, elevada en el santuario familiar, servira para hacer descender los bienes espirituales que la humanidad necesita en estos momentos de dura prueba. Y tenemos, con la conviction que dan al catolico veinte siglos de experiencia, la seguridad de que poco habrdn de hacer por la verdadera paz — la paz fruto de la justicia — aquellos que la quieren imponer u obtener mediante la fuerza de las armas o por el poderio del miedo, mientras abrigamos la firme seguridad de que todo sera posible en la medida que las oraciones, la uncion, la fe y el sacrificio personal de los Cristianos ofrezcan al Papa las armas de la oration que tan insistentemente pide. DI A DEL PAPA nOS REFERIMOS al pensamiento de Jesus sobre la Iglesia, no a su realizacion concreta, y al primado de San Pedro, no precisamente al primado del Obispo de Roma; pero hay tai conexion entre estas dos cosas, que algunos para no admitir lo segundo, atacan ya con violencia lo primero. El primado de San Pedro se funda en las palabras de Cristo pronunciadas despues que el santo Apostol confeso la realeza mesianica y la divinidad de Cristo: "Bienaventurado Simon, Bar Jona; tu eres Su Santidad PIO XII Pedro y sobre esta piedra edificare mi Iglesia, y yo te dare las Haves del reino de los cielos, y lo que atares sobre la tierra sera atado en el cielo, y lo que desatares so bre la tierra sera desatado en el cielo." OBSERVACIONES PRELIMINARES. — l9 Algunos han dudado de la autenticidad del texto, por desprenderse de el demasiado claramente el primado del Pontifice Ro mano. Pero la critica externa dice que se halla en todos los codices y en todas las versiones, y por esto se incluye en todas las ediciones criticas modernas, catolicas y heterodoxas. La critica interna subraya EL PRIMADO DE PEDRO ------------------------------------------ £Po? JCuis Sugenio (Colegio de Arles Liberales) el subido tono semitico de sus expresiones y el juego de palabras sobre la voz aramea Kepha (Pedro o piedra), que hace imposible pueda tratarse de una interpolacion hecha posteriormente en Roma. — 29 Algunos han dicho que Cristo, al decir sobre esta piedra, se senalo a si mismo. Pero es una fantasia, ya que todo el pasaje se refiere exclusivamente a Simon Pedro y a el promete directamente el primado con las trese metaforas de piedra fundamental, de las Haves y del poder de atar y desatar. PEDRO — PIEDRA FUNDAMEN TAL. — Jesus llamo a Pedro kepha, que significa piedra o roca, anadiendo: l9 Que sobre ella, como sobre fundamento inconmovible, edificra su Iglesia; 29 que las puertas del infierno no prevaleceran contra la Iglesia, precisamente por descansar esta sobre la roca firme de Pedro. Ahora bien, la Iglesia es un organismo social y lo que da estabilidad a las sociedades es el principio de autoridad; luego con esta metafora Cristo promete a San Pedro toda la autoridad sobre la Iglesia, o sea suprema o soberana, segun se entiende cuando se habla del primado de jurisdiccion. LAS LLAVES DEL REINO DE LOS CIELOS. — Asi en el uso profano como en la Sagrada Escritura, las Haves son simbolo de autoridad soberana, y asi leemos en Isaias: "Y te dare las Haves de la casa de David." Por otra parte el reino de los cielos significa la Iglesia, dotada de universalidad y de caracter divino. Luego, segun esto, Jesus promote a San Pedro la jurisdiccion suprema sobre la Iglesia. PODER DE ATAR Y DESATAR. — Con esta imagen Jesus promete a San Pedro: l9 Que el poder de atar y desatar es verdadera potestad, sobre todo legislative; 29 que esta potestad es ilimitada; 39 que su validez es definitiva e inapelable y ratificada por Dios: todo lo cual es una nueva expresion del pri mado. PERPETUIDAD DEL PRIMADO. — Quiere decir que el primado de la Iglesia no debia fenecer con la muerte de San Pedro, sino que habia de perseverar y, por tanto, pasar a sus sucesores: l9 Porque San Pedro fue constituido piedra funda mental de la Iglesia, a la cual debe sustentar contra todos los poderes del infierno, mientras dure la Igle sia; 29 tiene facultad de atar y desatar a los fieles de esta sociedad; 39 ha de confirmar y fortalecer en la fe a sus hermanos; 49 es el su premo pastor de la Iglesia, con to das las obligaciones anejas a este cargo. Ahora bien, el fundamento debe durar tanto como dure el edificio, que es la Iglesia, y sabemos que esta ha de durar hasta la consumacion de los siglos; la potestad de atar y desatar a los fieles se did no solo para los fieles del tiem po de San Pedro, sino de todos los siglos; lo mismo debe decirse de la necesidad de confortar en la fe a los hermanos que son los cristianos, y del cuidado del supremo pastor por el rebano de Cristo, que debe existir mientras haya ovejas y corderos, que son los hombres de la tierra. No se puede admitir que el primado de San Pedro fuese puramente per sonal; pues con eso no se llenaria el fin de esa dignidad, dadas las palabras y los deseos del mismo Cristo. February, 1952 Page 35 j£a%lnidad en lo Cristiano Por J. ROBERTO BONAMINO £A IGLESIA ha enfrentado siempre las acometidas del mun do. Y en todos los tiempos ha librado las batallas del Senor para que la humanidad pudiera vivir en paz, con justicia. Pero en estos momentos, en el mundo moderno, la lucha contra la Iglesia se acrecienta bajo mil for mas: como si los enemigos de la religion hubieran recogido durante veinte siglos la experiencia de sus Iracasos anteriores, y, sobre la base de ellos, edilicaran una nueva tecnica para el ataque. No es ahora exclusivamente la luerza bruta del paganismo en la persecution, ni es tampoco exclu sivamente la luerza de la herejia, ni siquiera exclusivamente el avance de las huestes fanaticas sobre Europa: son ahora todos esos movimientos atacando simultaneamente y, mas aun, son tambien las sociedades secretas que, desde diversos puntos y bajo diversas for mas, lomentan el odio a la religion y tratan de separar a la Iglesia, tanto de las masas populares, que siempre fueron sus hijas predilectas, cuanto de las autoridades de los Estados, con las que siempre procuro vivir en armonia. Pareceria que el conjunto de enemigos de la Iglesia acallaran sus propias querellas y sus puntos de diferenciacion doctrinaria cuan do se trata de unirse en el designio comun de combatir a la re ligion cristiana. Y, lo que es peor todavia, muchas veces los mas solapados ataques a la religion parten de quienes, con todo cinismo, afirman de si que son catolicos. Seria absurdo el querer decir que, ante estos hechos, no se re vela la conciencia cristiana. Pero, desgraciadamente, en muc'hos casos la infiltration dentro del catolicismo o la falta de formation de algunos catolicos, hace que ese sentimiento de rebeldia se pierda, porque se emplean las fuerzas, las voluntades y los ingenios en luchar, en com batir y en divergir en las cosas minusculas con otros catolicos, en lugar de unirse totalmente para la defensa comun del catolicismo. Las reacciones contra los ene migos de Dios no pueden ser individuales, porque no puede enfrentarse la persona al mundo, como tampoco pueden enfrentarse las fuerzas de organization contra la organization del mal para el ata que. En necesario que los catolicos, dejando de lado sus mimisculas rencillas personales, se unan para presentar un frente comun al enemigo. Y pueda asi repetirse el hecho historico del pasado, en que enfrentando al mundo pagano, o al mundo hereje, o al mundo musulman, se levantaba el mundo ca tolico. No los catolicos como individuos, sino la cristiandad como conjunto. En este el unico camino abierto para la victoria: la unidad en lo cristiano. Que cada uno de los miembros de la cristiandad y cada una de las instituciones y asociaciones que deben formaria, sientan en si mismo el dolor del ataque a cualquiera de sus miembros, de la misma manera que todo el cuerpo siente y reacciona ante la lesion que sufre cualquiera de sus extre mes o de sus organos. Para ello es imprescindible que se unan todos los catdlicos en lo catolico y dejar de lado, cubierto con el velo de la caridad, todo cuanto pueda ser minuscula divergencia. Vivir la unidad, sentir la uni dad, moverse y desplazarse en uni dad, actuar en unidad, ser unidad; he ahi la solution para los problemas que presenta el repetido y mundial ataque a los derechos de la Iglesia. Si los cristianos asi no lo entienden, ellos tendran parte de culpa, sino en la derrota de la Igle sia, lo cual es imposible, por lo menos en la demora en el cumplimiento de sus fines o en la perse cution que puede sufrir o, lo que cs peor, en las almas que puedan perderse en las epocas oscuras que significan la disminucion del alcance de la luminosa doctrina de la Iglesia. | ORIENT ACTON PROFESIONAL £aCarrerade dHerecfyo Por ROMAN GALVAN (Colegio de Derecho) iSeras jurista, juez o abogado? iSeras entusiasta caballero de la Justicia, a la cual suelen pin tar con los ojos vendados y con una balanza en la mano? |Qu6 mision mds elevada, poder encauzar los negocios terrenos se gun las normas de la justicia, salvar al inocente, devolver el honor al calumniado, proteger a los oprimidos, defender la propiedad alcanzada con un honroso trabajo! Mas, I que temple se necesita para no dejarse sobornar por ninguna ventaja, tentacion, amistad, parcialidad! El abogado probo y creyente puede ser el dngel bueno de muchos hombres injustamente acusados. El jurista escrupuloso no perderd de vista la inscription que se lee en el Palacio de Justicia de Coblenza: "Me llamo Justicia; el veneno y la hiel me son desconocidos. En ml no hay acepcion de personas; lo mismo es el pobre o el rico; no tengo distinta balanza para el emperador que para el mendigo". Unicamente habria de abrazar la carrera de abogacia aquel en quien se hermanan la distincion de modales, el talento oratorio y un gran amor a la justicia con un caracter firme e incontrastable. El que siente afdn desmedido de riquezas no podre resistir a las tentaciones, a los sobornos; por otra parte, al que sea corto de alcances no le serd facil abrirse ca mino en esta carrera y lograra dificilmente ganar el sustento. LEONIE LIANZA (Continued from page 16) ........ SOCRATES CANOY, who started out to be an engineer, changed his mind and decided to become a lawyer instead. 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