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The Carolinian

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Volume XVIII (Issue No. 2) October 1954

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1954

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By: TLEchivarre • THE ART MAS­ TER You must have seen his work. Un­ doubtedly. Then, you must have laughed with his cartoons. You must have wept with his women. You must have seen the grimness of Death through the flick ol his brush. Praised him, yes. Met him? Perhaps. But do you know him? Well! He is no ex­ traordinary mam­ mal. He’s just Adolfo Cabailo. Dick, to you. Unassum­ ing, soft-spoken, sensitive and a third-year Architecture student. He is a genius, so to speak, ol the easel. His illustrations have thrilled a million and one read­ ers not only in the sense that they were flawless, clean and smooth, but also through his pictorial imitation of nature — vivid, alive and almost per­ fect. His cartoons could carve out a smile even from a careworn soul; his sobbing women could reduce a jocund simpleton's heart into a grieving piece of flesh. His men are strong, brawny and remarkably handsome; his women, perfectly beautiful, delicate and fragile. He is Dick Cabailo, master limner. • THE FIRST ISSUE was quite an issue. We asked for criticisms and we got it — some delivered straight to the jaw, some with honey-coated words. Some patted our backs. It's about equal. Who got most of the lam­ poons were our columnists. Some chided our co­ lumnists for having used HOODLUM English instead of College English; but most of them (women) lashed at us, with skin-pricking expletives, for having ren­ dered them an "unfair'' dissertation of the female population. Some called us "misogynists." Tsk, Tsk Tsk. Such language! With due regard to the first accusation, we humbly admit that "hoodlum” English has penetrated our system. We prefer to call it "bed­ lam" English. Well, we were tempted to put up our mitts and slug it out; but no, we preferred to use discretion. For discretion is the better part of valor, as the saying goes. Slang is good. When used in excess, it becomes vulgar. And vulgarity is bad. But when is it used in excess? When Damon Runyon wrote his books about Broadway didn't he use slang in excess? Didn't he use hoodlum English? And his books are now selling by the thousands. Mickey Spillane uses slang — liberally too. And who is Mickey Spillane? You should not be in college if you still do not know him. So, when is slang used in excess? Is it used in excess when only a column of it is written? Let us be broadminded enough to recognize this. Slang is the product of the Modern Mind. It is as new as the atom bomb. • THIS ISSUE Father Rector obliges us again with a very pro­ found treatment of the subject "On Communism" which was a speech delivered by him over Station DYBU in connection with the radio program Decision. Now three months ago. The program was sponsored by the Citizen's Committee on Good Government. On Catholic Truths, Father Joseph Goertz dissects the kinds of truths with masterful strokes. Truth is one, he says. There is only one Christian Truth and that is Catholicism. Fred Sison begins his piece with a soothing and melodious touch. Read and like his romantic ren­ dition of the “Romance ol USC Elections" as it takes you on a magic carpet of raucous laughter. We have a new staffer from our sister college in Bohol. He writes well and convincingly good. If you read Rex Grupo's short story — a true-to-life boymeets-girl's-pop episode, you can't help but like him — and the story. The plot is simple and ordinary but the treatment is something different. Read it slow and easy — you'll notice the effects. Philosopher Bernardino Dahildahil is suggesting to us a good cure for our sick minds. (Not asylums, this time) "For Man's Curiosity", which could eat us up without our knowing it, proper religious ins­ tructions should be given to coax us back to the arms of Christ. Without such instructions, you'll sink, he says. Nestorius is again on the rampage. He is the number one favorite pen-slosher of this mag as could be attested to by the numerous fan mails he received after the publication of his "On Da Level-" column. He likes to play with women, but some­ times he says to them "Wrong Balcony, Juliet!" We know that this article will provoke trouble between Torius and the damsels but this should be a fair warning to him and to you, damsels. However, this smart alec of a Torius deserves a Smith-Mundt Travel Grant, we think, to make the proper observations on Female Behaviours. Nino Bonito Eugenio "Don" Alvarado, Jr. wants us to beware of these "itchy-handed-and-cat-footed individuals". The article itself is thick with humor and wit. It deserves reading. (Continued on page 37) YOU SAY Dear Mr. Editor, | Columnist Diola, Beyond My Nose, "Lowlights of the Pre-Law Election", has gone far beyond the cute holes of his nose in his un­ substantiated comment regarding the Pre-Law election. He blindly | blamed the advisers who, if we dig i at the truth, traced a practice true to a democratic country. As a ; matter of fact, the election was said 1 to be the model of all class elec- ! /ions at U.S.C. 1 remember, he was . one of the defeated candidates! ■ Wei? that's his excuse. But he must be fair. Let not his nice words and : minted phrases recuperate his un­ lucky moment. It's too early for ; him to show the sign of least re- I sistancel —S. B. Fabroz ED's NOTE: We ore passing this to E. Diola. He replies, "Mr. Fabroz en­ tirely misconstrued me. In the first place, I did not blame the advisers but referred to them as "helpless" creatures because to my mind even Hitler could have been helpless too were he the chairman. In the second place, I did not contest the election of my opponent. However, I can­ not and will not call it democracy in action — we would be getting near the truth if we say it was "demoniocrazy in the loose!" Dear Mr. Editor, I would like to make some sug­ gestions for the improvement of our school organ. To get more and better articles for the magazine, how about spon­ soring a contest? Suppose you get the three best short stories, the best essays, and the best poems pub­ lished during the school year?... . Most or rather quite a number of schools take their best pieces and publish them in a booklet form every ’ year. Why don't we follow that? | —Teogenes Unabia, ; Col. Eng'g. i Those ideas are terrific, Sir. However, we don't hove the final say on these matters. — Ed. Dear Mr. Nestorius Morelos, .... I don't know the facts that made you so bitter... towards wo(Continued on page IS) (fJcLtotiail Carolinianism vs. Communism COMMUNISM — a big word. Monstrous, horrid and beguiling. A mere mention of it makes one's blood run cold. It's monstrosity is shown vividly by the 800,000,000 minds caged in an Iron Curtain — coerced, nay, brainwashed into submission by a handful of fanatics. A peek through the cracks of the Curtain will reveal human beings living like worn-out machines struggling helplessly to cling to what little of human dignity is left in them. Qbmmunism demands that human beings quit being human. And nobody ifflade the urtain dares raise a hand. Such is the scourge of Commu And there is no sign thar this monster has to a point of satiety. Its hungry looks are focu free world. danger! With these facts as a formulated on September 6. )F S/ abs of < protesting OL C S How? others t is not NIVERis the Vanguard — what is it? be insignifica It is a word coined f I CARLOS stands fofl liristian It i a parallelism. W Our world and the rest of the fre premise, that is CAROLINA! it might merewl sinS Champio of human dignity. ommumst. And we do But we will fight Co size does not matter. of this editorial ture of a chestWe know the onsciousness against a Goli not even exist i intend to rub ourselves Thto their eyes. That is as certain as God. Our size of fight in us that really counts. In the only way we know: spread Christian Truth from mind to mind. A thermo-nuclear war cannot unmask the falsity of a philosophy; only Christian Truth can. An atom bomb might stop its spread; but it cannot kill the germ of this malignant cancer that feeds on the liberties available in a democracy but seeks to destroy that which it feeds on. Elsewhere in this magazine is a speech delivered by the Reverend Father Rector, Albert van Gansewinkel, over the radio three months ago. Read it carefully. You will see Communism face to face in con­ traposition with what Carolinianism can do to help preserve the freedoms that we cherish. ^Joma5 Lvarre OCTOBER, 1954 Page 1 ON Ladies and Gentlemen: Accepting the invitation of Atty. Fernando de los Santos to explain in a seven-minute lecture the basic tenets of Communism, and being fully aware of the sheer impossibi­ lity of the task, I limit my speech to a few fundamental points. First of all, I would say that Com­ munism is good. Good it is, because it intends to help the poor. Any serious and systematic attempt to alleviate the poverty and sufferings of the masses is good! There are too many poor people! The goods of this earth are unevenly distri­ buted, a few people are rich, the majority must struggle for life, many are lacking the prime commodities. tarianism, Communism attributes all rights to the masses, to the com­ munity, to the state. The individual has no right whatsoever. For the sake ol the community the indivi­ dual must give up not only his land and property, the produce of his land, and the fruit of his work, but also everything and anything else that he might own: children must not know their parents; they must be reared and educated, not in their homes, but in public nurseries, neither for one another. Love, any form of true love, is individualistic and considered, therefore, a danger to the welfare of the state. It is but natural that nature revolts against this extreme form of slav­ ery, but Communism squashes prove that these statements of mine are more than mere theory! Mil­ lions have died and millions are being tortured now, right now, by Communism!!! The question arises: how can we counteract, overcome Commun­ ism? A Russian woman Alja Rachmanowa who escaped prison and death answered this question in her famous novel "The Factory of the New Man." Victory over Commun­ ism, she says, lies in our return to nature, to the natural way of living. Communism is a violation of the nature of man. To deprive a man of all that is sacred to him: his family, his land, his joys and choice and love — this robs him of his inner self, it makes a tool or EDITOR’S NOTE: This is a publication of the speech of the Very Rev. Fr. Rector broadcast over Station DYBV in connection with the radio program, DECISION, NOW, delivered three months ago. The misery of the indigent is be­ yond description, and it cries to heaven for help! Communism pro­ mises to give this help — and this, indeed, is laudable. In the pursuit, however, of this great aim it is to be regretted that Communism loses sight of the very aim itself. Man does not live by bread alone. Communism intends or pretends to give food to the peo­ ple, but it deprives man of his dig­ nity, of his inalienable rights of self-determination and self-express­ ion. Following the pattern of totalievery opposition. Concentration camps, prisons, exile, hunger, and execution are the common and or dinary means of controlling the "recalcitrant". There is really no harm in killing a man or even a million of them — if the individual has no right and intrinsic dignity, if his worth and value is compared only to the picture in a mirror. Without harm, indeed, may one switch off the light and thus ex­ tinguish or annihilate the reflection in a mirror that resembles a man! Countless facts and crimes an animal of him! To give it back to him means to restore the man in him. The “hero" in Rachmanowa's novel was a convinced Communist. He married a girl "Tanja" not for the sake of love, but only out of passion. He refused to love her; he hated her instead, he maltreated her, tortured her, systematically! Tanja bore it patiently, quietly, day in and day out, never complaining, always serving, truly loving. When their first child was born, he fell into a rage; he had wanted abor­ tion, now he insisted on delivering Page 2 THE CAROLINIAN it to the community nursery. But Tanja kept the child. When the child was one year old, it so hap­ pened that one day the little girl smiled at her father, and he stared at her and overcome with tender­ ness, smiled at her... the ice of his heart was broken, for the first time he embraced his wife with tenderness, and with tears of joy he confessed: You have won a vic­ tory over me on all fronts. He was no longer a Communist. To overcome Communism, we further must return to the right order of things! We must admit and affirm the fact that man, with all his equality in essentials, is not equal in many accidentals: while nobody should suffer misery, there must be rich and poor people, there will be gifted and less gifted men, there will be leaders and there will be a common tao, there will be em­ ployers and there will be emplo yees. The well-to-do, however, must be convinced that the simplest muchacho is a human being, who deserves a just remuneration for his services. The indigent, at the other side, must not be indolent, he must work with diligence and responsibility; and he must not be • insolent: he must acknowledge and [ obey duly established authority. Finally, to overcome Commun-: ism, we must return to God. Com-. munism denies the existence of j God, and considers the Catholic | Church its greatest foe, because if i there exists a God and if the Ca-! tholic Church is a Divine institution,' then the individual man, created, redeemed by God, and destined to | eternal happiness, is so valuable I that the theory and practice of Com­ munism are intrinsically wrong. God's enemies are insolent, I haughty, vain-glorious, inventive in 1 wickedness, disobedient, without prudence, without honor, without j love, without loyalty, without pity. | Man without God knows no i mercy. He is cruel and inhumane. Man with God is patient, he is kind, I he feels no envy, he is never per-1 verse nor proud, never insolent, i does not claim his right, cannot be provoked, does not brood over an [ injury; a man with God takes no j pleasure in wrong-doing, but re­ joices at the victory of truth. (cf Rom. 1 and 1 Cor. 13) | ROM our earliest years these words have gone forth from our lips in praise of the "woman above all women blessed." In the days of childhood we often sent this angelic saluta­ tion to the throne of our heavenly Mother. We were little aware of its deeper significance, but we were conscious of the truth that there is a mother who watches over us even more intently than our earthly mother. In the days of our youth this same prayer became our se­ “The angel Gabriel was sent from God to a town of Galilee called Nazareth, to a virgin betrothed to a man named Joseph, of the house of David, and the virgin’s name was Mary. And when the angel had come to her, he said: ‘Hail, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women.9 99 cure refuge against the attacks of temptation. And as the years went by, it lost none of its sweetness. Daily we weave it into a crown of roses by reciting the rosary. Daily we strive to unite our song of praise with the song of the heavenly choirs. Hail, full ol grace — Her stain­ less soul was not only endowed with grace: it was full of grace. Divine grace flooded Mary's soul with beauty, and the fruits were hundredfold "that sprang up into life everlasting." Grace is like a lovely flower that promises the fruit of celestial life. Grace is like the key of heav­ en which we must bring with us if we wish to enter; grace is like a ship that bears us safely over the ocean of this life to the port of salvation. The Lord is with thee — While we can never rival her in grace, we should seek to draw upon our souls the divine approval expressed in the angelic salutation: "The Lord is with thee.” The Lord was with her: in her thoughts, in her actions, in every desire of her consecrated soul. The Lord was with her: the sole object of all the affections of her heart, the central thought of her pure mind, the one goal towards which all her powers of body and soul were directed. Unless the Lord be with us, all our feverish activity in our external labors will be without eternal va­ lue. "Unless the Lord build the House" and "guard the city", we shall labor in vain. Unless the Lord be with us, all our efforts will re­ main fruitless; "for without Me you can do nothing." Only living with Jesus under the guiding hand of Mary brings us to the full maturity of Christian life. Blessed art thou — The whole life of Mary was directed by the profound and tender love she had for her Divine Son. What Jesus desired, she desired. What Jesus accepted as the will of the Father, she accepted as such. They were two hearts beating as one. As He loved us, so she loves us, likewise; under her maternal love and care, we all are brothers and sisters. As Children of hers we love one another, we avoid hurting any, and we rejoice over the accomplishments of everyone. Holy Mary, Mother of the Divine Word and our Mother, pray for us....... pray in particular for the child "Miri." OCTOBER, 1954 Page 3 c A T «, H O tout.. S.<V.<D. ' L I C TRUTHS? O BE STRAIGHT, I don't believe in particular "ca­ tholic" truths. But in an ultimate sense all truth is catholic. Chesterton retells the story originally coming from W. T. Stead: A modern sceptical heroine going into a con­ fessional box told the priest that she did not believe in his religion. He asked her what she did believe in and she said reflectively, "Well, I don't believe in the Bible, and I don't think I believe in the immor­ tality of the soul, and I am not sure that I believe in God.' And the un­ moved cleric replied, "I didn't ask you what you didn't believe, but what you do believe." "Well," said the lady, "I believe that two and two make four." "Very well then," said the priest, "live up to that." Thus the man of God believed in the innermost logic of all truth; ’At the Third Mission Assembly, held in Au­ gust in Cebu City, Fr. Goertz rend a paper about Catholic Schools and the Missions from which the following ideas might be of general interest. lor him — and Chesterton backs him — a simple mathematical truth is at least a starting point, and if the lady isn't a pragmatist, "living up to that truth" might finally lead her to the source of all truth—God. But truth is objective in nature; it does not originate in man, it exists independently of him, nor does it even find its completion in him. To have a share in truth man must submit to it; indeed he must obey the truth. In a way truth is very stubborn; it does not allow any change or remodelling according to man's liking. And sometimes it is hard to accept the truth. Thus only a humble and, lastly, a re­ ligious mind is able to accept the truth, and it is not hard to see, that only a "Catholic" mind is ready for all truth. Furthermore, truth is not complete if it is only grasped in its theoretical aspects; it must be embraced in its entirety; it must be accepted in all its logical con­ sequences. The "living-up-to-that" of the priest in the confessional holds for all truths. In many modern books on man you will find that the answer to the question about the nature of man is attempted by a statistical ap­ proach to the problem. According to many writers man is what a cer­ tain selected group of people or the average man on the street think he is, and to establish a norm of human behavior they just try to find out what most people do in a certain situation. They even study animal behavior with the intention to get a "deeper understanding" of and final directives for human action. There is no adequate con­ sideration of the special and par­ ticular nature of man and you scarcely find any mention that man, in a sense, is an ethical being, who, endowed with reason and free will, must live according to that reason and thus ultimately realize and complete his own being. Man is never finished and up to his very end he must realize what he ought to be, so that his temporal end is also his final end and aim. Indeed a special and for that matter reli­ gious attitude is required to accept the objective and full truth about man, because this involves also unavoidable necessity "to live up to that." The Greeks had a spe­ cial verb for "doing the truth." Modern science is thoroughly pragmatic, picking up partial truths from here and there and artificially arranging them into an argument or system as man needs it or as he pleases. Thus though we have nothing to fear from facts, if scienti­ fically established, concerning the bodily origin of man, the trouble is that men likes and almost sadisti­ cally explores the idea of being des­ cended from the ape. All knowledge is "dogmatic", i.e. bound to objective and un­ changeable truth, but a “free-think­ er" claims to be free to select from truth at will what he likes or what he needs. We do not deny that some pro­ gress has been due to scientists who openly or indirectly discarded all connection with Christian tradi­ tion, although the greatest scholars, if they were not devout Catholics— see the "Do-you-know" column in the Carolinian — at least believed in God and possessed that humble attitude which is the prerequisite for grasping truth in its entirety. There is a psychological reason why not particularly religious-mind­ ed scholars in the course of their studies do not think about God or do not arrive at the idea of the "ultimate cause." Whether he goes to the smallest or the biggest in creation a scientist discovers won­ der over wonder: in the structure of the atom and the energy it con­ tains, in the mystery of the living cell and in the harmony and unity of organisms, in the immensity of space as it is to some extent ex­ perienced in the gigantic dimen­ sions of stellar systems like the An­ dromeda. All these wonders are really stupendous and truly "fill" men with admiration and awe that in the narrowness and limitation of their mind there is no space left for any further thought and it needs a special religious attitude to break through his narrowness and to open the mind for the whole truth, for God who is in every awe-inspiring wonder of nature. But modern science makes too many "short cir­ cuits." A catholic scholar, on ac­ count of his religious attitude, is not prejudiced and pre-occupied as the indifferent scientist who thinks that religion has nothing to do with or is even a handicap in the pur(Contimied on page 28) Page 4 THE CAROLINIAN OLITICS, some seasoned politicians brazenly say, is a filthy game permeated with insensate intrigues, assassina­ tions, insidious blackmails and other Brutus-like schemes. The means to their end, most of them believe, always justifies the end re­ gardless how vile and obnoxious it is. The means is not important. Il is, unfortunately, considered as a small fraction of the end and, being a part thereof, it must be sublimated for the end. The end, as far as politicians are concerned, is above and over principle. It is the essence of itself, hence, it is supremely par­ in accordance with their beliefs without the nozzle of a gun tickling their sides. Carolinians did vote according to their untramelled de­ sire. Vote, they did, freely in the exercise of their sacred suffrage. For here, USC inculcates into the minds of her children the profound importance of a Catholic leader­ ship. which is premised upon the godliness of the means and direct­ ed to a common good. A special kind of leadership under the special guidance of a Divine Hand. And so last July, there was the usual stir and din among the classes when the tang of class and depart­ instance, culinary talent, was la­ mentably utilized. And almost everybody with a scintilla of politi­ cal motive, nay, ambition, person­ ally nominated themselves much to the chagrin of their professors who knew the mental IQ of each of the nominee. And adding insult to in­ jury, morons who believed they had the same qualifications with the GUY brazenly launched their can­ didacies! If it were true that one's capability is measured by one's scholastic attainment, then, 20,000,000 Filipinos must be wrong in mak­ ing a president out of Magsaysay. After all, this is USC where free­ dom of expression is zealously guarded. Then came the elections and, consequently, the elected. amount. Under this abstruse line of reasoning, it is permissible, la­ mentably, for a brother to pollute his hands with the blood of his bro­ ther, if his lust for political power is subserved thereby! Blood is denser than water, indeed, how many sages have proclaimed it? Yet, it is a sad fact to note; that politics even in its slightest guise is thicker than the crimson blood in our veins. But the kind of elections that was held under the auspicious halls of USC last July was diametrically in­ consistent with the infamous nation­ al elections of 1949 where blood baths were as common and as ubi­ quitous as your front teeth. At least the birds, ghosts, trees, and leaves did not vote. No blackmail. No intimidation. No murder. No in­ trigue. It was a kind of elections that was mellowed by Catholic pre­ cepts and tempered by Catholic tradition. It was a perfect medium for the Filipino Youth to assert their God-given rights, and prerogatives mental politics unfolded its first in­ fectious smell. Amidst the blare of raucuous laughters revibrating bois­ terously in the corridors, the ro­ mance of USC elections began, sweetly, tenderly, gaining momen­ tum every day as political parties changed color chameleon-like de­ pending on the temper of political winds. Change was necessary. As a matter of fact the great philoso­ pher, Heraclitus, believes that there is no "being" all is "becoming." Political leaders armed with 17carat gold smiles, flashed liberally their unconvincing grins to every­ body. Inexpensive cigarettes (local made) contained beguilingly in expensive cases flowed like milk and honey, so to say. These and all other psychological schemes of vote-getting were dexterously put into practice. Long-winded speech­ es exhorting the kilometric qualifi­ cations of the over-emphasized candidates were monotonously de­ livered. Even the capabilities of the candidate's grandmother, say for The ladies in grey, that is the pulchritude behind the test tubes and multi-colored chemicals, had to lay aside the test tubes, wiped the stain of chemicals off their dress­ es and joined in the melee of po­ litics. Theirs was a lady-like elec­ tions. It was not tumultuous. It was as unobtrusive as the bubbles of soda water and as simple as the elements of H„O. . Tall, willowy, and unassuming Miss Perla Cimafranca, a senior student of the College of Pharmacy, was elected president of the PI Chapter (formerly known as Omicron Chapter) which is a sort of a coordinating body for the students of the College of Pharmacy. Un­ sophisticated Miss Romana Dayak was chosen president of the senior class, svelte Anita Karaos was elec­ ted president of the junior class; in the sophomore class, a lady with a Chinese-import surname was chosen president in the person ol Remedios Chow; and in the fresh(Continued on page 25) OCTOBER, 1954 Page 5 £lta>d £io->Uf, final scrutiny outside, he returned to his seat, slumped down and took another gulp at the half-empty glass of beer. Med Me to mo mow T WAS just an ordinary day . .. noisy, dusty and hot. The heat of the sun drove people to the sidewalks. The never-ending clouds of dust swirled higher at every little gust of wind that swept down the street. But to him it was not. Gloria never asked him to skip classes just to talk with her. No, it wasn't being Gloria at all. And of all places to meet — the Emerald Inn. Something must really be cooking, he thought. He entered the Inn, took one fleeting look at the customers inside and went straight to the counter. He Rea Ma. QfUtfLO. ordered for a bottle of beer. Taking a seat at the farthest end table, he sat down to wait for her... wait. . . wait. Two hours, and six bottles later, impatience got the better part of him. He took one last drag at his cigarette that had now begun to scorch his fingers and dropped it to the butt-littered floor and crash­ ed it slowly with his boots. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his lips. Across the room, a girl stood and went to a nearby juke-box and dropped a coin. The juke-box blinked as the song started spinning out.. . ". . . my heart won't say good-bye won't say good-bye to you .. He squirmed with uneasiness and anxiety. He'd stand up and take a look outside at the nocturnal cars and jeeps that rattled by and no­ ticing the milling crowd that simply sauntered by the INN... for her. God! what's keeping her? He said to himself. She can't expect me to wait till evening. After one .. . and I guess Fll always feel the same way... "... no traces of farewell could free me from yourself and so if you go.. . ." The song wailed and beat at his innersides .. . spinned inside his head. For cripe's sake, why'd they have to put one of those things in here? he muttered as the last notes from the box faded. The same girl rose again and deposited another coin in it. He made a move to stop her but deciding it none of his business, checked himself. IT'S MURDER .. . something inside him had said .when the music box started wailing again. Dam it, who wants music? he said to himself. I hate it! And then he dropped his head into his moist palms. For a moment, he was resigned not to wait for her anymore. But when he raised his head to wipe a lock of hair from his eyes — he saw her! He rose to meet her but she had already slid into a seat next beside him. For a moment, the look of worry that had creased her face into wrinkles seemed to fade as she looked up at him and smiled. The smile faded fast and for one time­ less moment, silence hung over them like a mist. Then he said in (Continued on page 29) Page 6 THE CAROLINIAN curiosity, like love, devours anything and everything . . FDR MAN’S C U H I D S I T Y • eatfeqe ol Sducatian OCTOBER, 1954 AN, BY NATURE, is an amalgam of two ele­ ments, namely: the spirit and the substance or the body. These two elements, though distinct from each other, are divinely in­ fused in man. The body perfects the actuality of the soul but its subsistence in turn, is ruddered by the soul which is the nucleus of all responsibility because of its being rational. The mirror of the soul is the body because its actuations are reflected by the reflex actions of the body. While in turn the soul per­ fects the personality of man, for the body is an irresponsible me­ chanism. Man, out of sheer curiosity, in­ vented many things. He devised almost everything his mind can conceive in order to make his ex­ istence in this woe-laden world easy. He firmly believes, upon seeing his own dynamic inventions, that he is the master of all around him. He likens himself to God be­ cause he is a creator of what he makes, without giving a thought on his limitation. It is undeniable that man's ad­ vancement and achievement in life resulted to technical progress. Technical progress is the plateau of man's ambition and, consequent­ ly, technical devices such as mo­ dern machines, television, tele­ phones, airplanes, radios, and ra­ dar are the products of this me­ chanical progress. These gadgets, we might say, have made man to love them more than he cares for the salvation of his own soul. "This generalized comfort, standardized amusements, seem the only possible way to make life tolerable. When life has lost its divine essence, everything is lost." Man, it is la­ mentable to note, has extraordina­ rily externalized himself towards his environment; his life, he thinks, is unbearable without those comforts and facilities that have satisfied his daily bodily needs. In this un­ warranted obsession, he forgets the nucleus of his being which is the soul. He forgets, or likes to for­ get, that his soul is for God. He leans more towards what he could do, instead of preparing himself for the final destination of his soul. This is one stage of his moral de­ cadence because the spiritual as­ pect of his life has been wantonly disregarded. I call this moral de­ cadence because the inviolable divine power in the human person has been totally obliterated — washed by the murky stream of materialism — making him a pi­ teous slave of his own creation. Technical gadgets like automo­ biles, electric stoves, frigidaires, and other modern appliances, have degraded man intrinsically. To illustrate: An automobile has en­ abled man to save much leisure time. Instead of going to his office for one hour he could reach it by less than 10 minutes. This time­ saving-mechanism gives him much leisure time than one who does not have any. His leisure makes him desire for more complicated material things. He craves for more ease in his life and begins to de­ vote his time for something which is material which lamentably be­ comes an obsession in his being. Therefore, "the less grace there is in soul, the more ornament must be in the body. For one who cares more for what he has and not for what he truly is, forgets his very nature." Since, he does what his desire dictates, his soul is less taken care of. Instead, his selfish devotion to making himself akin his Creator, has made or rather compelled him to concentrate his endeavor for the betterment of his body at the expense of the death ol his own soul. This, it is a sad fact to note, is all what he cares for. He, by his own acts, degrades (Continued on page 30) THE AUTHOR Page 7 Graduate School Project: Conducted by REV. FR. RUDOLPH RAHMANN, S.V.D., Dean The Legend Of Hawili Falls Zedi <£ia& dCamca N A DISTANT barrio of the town of Makato, Capiz, there lived a young farmer named Angelo. He was a lover of beauty and a sensitive admirer of nature. Early each morning he could be seen admiring the plants in his dew-sprinkled fields, ears tuned to the songs of the awaken­ ing birds, thoughts absorbed in contemplation of the unfolding day. One day while he was busy plowing, he heard a voice coming from the woods near his farm. He paused to listen — then, completely charmed, he unyoked his carabao and trailed the source of the sound. As he walked on, eager but nerv­ ous, he became aware that he was being lured by some mystic spell absolutely beyond his control. A sense of fear crept over him. He intended to return to his work, but his feet led him on. To his amaze­ ment, the sound seemed to move with him, and in spite of the dis­ tance he had traversed, he never reached his destiny. He was still forcing himself to retrace his steps, when he heard the voice of a wo­ man. "Wait, Angelo," it said. He stopped and looked around. The voice was gentle and sweet. Suddenly, out of nowhere emerged a column of vapor — white and transparent. Terror struck him, his hair stood on its ends. Slowly the misty figure turned into a beautiful woman; he was completely speechless. He had never laid his eyes on a woman with such loveliness. The woman spoke, "Angelo, do you know me?" "No I don't know you," he mut­ tered. "What is your name?" T am Hawili, the fairy goddess of the woods you passed. I have long watched you in your work. I have done my best to protect you from harm. People love to listen to my voice. I sing with the wind and the birds to add beauty to their songs. I have tried to res­ train the feelings in me, but to no avail. I love you and it matters not what happens to me. In loving you I have violated the law of my fairy world and for this I must suf­ fer." She paused and looked sadly into his eyes. At that moment, she assumed the semblance of a na­ tural woman. Tears welled from her eyes. Slowly she said, "Angelo, before it is too late, please tell me how you feel?" "How else, Hawili?" Immediately, she was trans­ formed back into her previous (Continued on page ■fl) WHEN IT IS KNOWN how much the conduct and bravery of an officer influence the men, how much a commanding officer is answerable for the behavior of the inferior officers and how much his good or ill success in time of action depends upon the con­ duct of each particular officer.... Does it not appear then that appoint­ ment of officers is a thing that should received the greatest circumspection?" These are great words indeed that have shot forth from the mouth of a great general — George Washington. It gives life to the fact that a commander of a certain unit must be responsible to his immediate superior for all what a unit achieves or fails to achieve. All orders and instructions from a superior | to some subordinate units are given : to the command thereof, and each in1 dividual must be accustomed to look I Speaking of military Leadership • By COSME T. MIRABUENO USC ROTC Class ‘53 • to his immediate superior for orders and instructions. This means that au­ thority and responsibility are definite­ ly fixed with the proper channels de­ finitely established. On these facts, a cadet corps commander assumes the rank of a superior officer with respect to his co-cadets and as an inferior commander, with regards to the DMST Staff and Tac-O. It is not enough of a cadet comI mander to be academically intelligent. ! Generally speaking, intelligent people when assuming greater responsibility, losses balance because of pride; thus, leave minor things for granted. Dig­ ging back one s knowledge of LEADER­ SHIP, it is defined as: "AN ART OF IMPOSING ONE'S WILL UPON OTHERS IN SUCH A MANNER AS TO COMMAND THEIR OBEDIENCE,THEIR CONFIDENCE, THEIR RES­ PECT, AND THEIR COOPERATION." It is one's ability to gain the willing­ ness and effective cooperation to the last man under his command. In other words, leadership is a means to obtain compliance. It can never be taken for granted that the essence of leader­ ship lies greatly in the proper handling of men. It is an established fact, that (Continued on page 32) Page 8 THE CAROLINIAN NCE UPON a time there existed a dream girl by the name of Juliet. She used to take pride in her long, flowing tresses, kept clean and in place due to meticulous care. Her contemporary today barbers her hair an inch from her scalp and drowns herself in rouge, cream and lipstick. The make-up is as thick as the side of our USC build­ ing; so that before a boy can really kiss a girl, he has to use a knife and scrape off layers and stratas of rouge, powder and lipstick off her hide er-er . . . epidermis ... erer... skin. She climbs into gal­ vanized girdles and straps on A Rejoinder to Romeo, Discussion on this subject Wherefore . . . . ? Is hereby closed—Ed. by itums nickle-plated aluminum brass. (Ja­ panese-made of course). Juliet, first edition, was deeply religious. Her present-day counter­ part prefers to play bowling, bad­ minton, go to the show or just lay on the bed swooning over the pic­ tures of Monty Clift or Rock Hud­ son rather than go to church. She goes to church only if she has a new dress to show off or has newly decorated her fingernails or to let the church people smell her devasta­ ting Channel No. 5-6-7 ad infinitum. Before, she used to be patient, courteous, and understanding. If a seat was offered to her, she accepts it with genuine gratitude complete with a heartfelt "Thank you." If you offer your arm and escort her across the street, she'll thank you with all her heart. Now? Bah. You offer her a seat and she dives down on it without even giving you a second look. And just try offering your arm to escort her across the street. ■ Hah. Instead she makes the offer. Before, she was contented with one lover or sweetie. And serena­ ding her, sending her some loveletters and kneeling before her in romantic splendor, was strictly on the level. She falls in love with somebody whose virtues meet her standards. But today she doesn't stick to one runt. No sirrah! It's a free-for-all. The more the mer­ rier. If she can change sweet­ hearts every weekend so much the better. She's impulsive, reckless, and has a flair for good times. As long as a boy is handsome, has a car, a radio-phono and is a good dancer he's good enough for her and he doesn't even have to say something. The balcony routine is eliminated. No mushy letter-writing, no kneeling system. Just park your car in front of her house and whistle. She'll bite. The old Juliet was so reserved. She giggles rarely and never shriek nor laugh barbarously at random. Today's Juliet is a shrieking me­ chanism characterized by habitual chattering and perpetual giggling. She even giggles in funerals. Before, she used to dance only after she reaches eighteen and be­ fore she could dance with anyone, she has to run the gamut of intro­ ductions and counter-introductions. Today she starts dancing at the age of twelve and if her folks wouldn't like it she commits suicide. And she dances with anybody sans in­ troductions. and formalities. Before, Juliet the teenager, was respectful towards their parents, elders, and superiors. Her actions and speeches were choiced and limited. She never said, "Hiya pop, mom. Howse my old folks! And my allowances. Haryo, prof. Kids (Continued on page 36) OCTOBER, 1954 Page 9 • Lately, my nose got tangled up in a barbed-wire mess of suffocating unniceties from the maharajahs of the Pre-Laws — all beccuse I did not sing hosannas about their election. Of course, their reaction was not a whit intended by yours truly. All I did was simply scribble the facts as I saw them — and wanted, with the best of intentions, to stress the importance of a Constitution and what it can do to the intractable behavior of my comrades-in-course. But before I could say "squeeze me" they took me amiss. Nevertheless, I still stick to my belief (like bubble gum, eh?) that the Pre-Laws do need a Consti­ tution as much frantically as I need another nose. • At long last, we can relax... and sniff in fresh air. (You can try it if your air-holes are not clogged up with Vicks Vaporub.) The abominable Mid-Term exams are over, though we found it a ceiling-gazing and finger-figuring affair. However, everybody had but one gripe: there were many subjects to cram and only one brain available. ' I'VE HOB-NOBBED around _ y with all sorts of characters ranging from tramps to tin­ horn gamblers and I noticed one thing common in them: everytime a pretty you-know-what crosses their line of vision, they always say, "Man, what a pair of eyes." I can't say they're wrong — in fact, some­ body said that "the eyes are the windows of the soul. . . mirrors on a face that reflects the real that lies within . . ." And not only that: It is thru their inky black, or dazzling green, or glistening blue, or hazel hues that the manifold secrets of many a heart, as black or golden, are poured forth in tones more tender — sad, bitter, hateful or frightening than words could ever convey. They are the something • Ole U s-is-sy can boast of well-ventilated classrooms which are electric-fanned. These fans serve a dual purpose: that of making us scramble to the center of the room (the only place about where it's cool) and that of transforming our skulls into veritable landing fields. Ask Tommy, he can tell you. (He nearly lost the highest part of his anatomy.) • Our basketball court in the main building has a new ingenious gadget that locks the hoop mechanically at 5:30 to prevent the kids from "basketeering" and thereby cause undue disturbance to the classes nearby. It operates on the simple pulley principle and really key-holds the keyhole. The hoopla-hopping tots certainly must have wondered while agonizingly gazing up who put that protruding tube up there. (Why kids, should you know! The one responsible for your misfortune is just a notch taller than you most are!) • Many deplore the C's use of the slanguage. Some have been accusing the editor for being Westernized. (Why if I were ’em, I'd bring this matter to the Committee on Un-Filipino Activities!) But wait a bit: even Attlee and Eisenhower use slangs: but of course, they are Westerns, you may say. Is the English language a monopoly of the Westerns, then? — no siree! (Well, them that hate slangs, shouldn't see "Walkin' My Baby Back Home." It shan't do them no good.) And one more thing: those who don't like slang, why let 'em go to .... bless their souls, they don't know anything about format — that's what! • Deadlines are lines which the Ed draws between a lousy columnist and rickety typewriter. After one has crossed this certain line, then he is declared okay. And by the time this mag comes out, somebody played Houdini to it. (Tip to Ed: Better tell the guy to take a perfunctory peek at the Caroliniana this time.) P S.—please draw my 3-50 and buy my brand, o.k.? I will linger longer next time. > ON E> By OBI that seem to give one an indescri­ bable or inexorable feeling of soft pleasure and gratifying admiration: something that intoxicates with a can’t-be-helped mania everytime one steals a look at another's soul­ ful countenance. For, thru the cen­ turies, they have shown all the shades and sheens of human emo­ tions, feelings and compassions. And because we have eyes, it is almost impossible to hide the secrets that we keep to ourselves. Because, if one is happy, hi£‘ eyes also radiate the happiness in the heart. The eyes of rich scions are haughty, proud and aristocratic which ooze with contempt for the lower beings. It's burning con­ tempt are like fire-brands which sear your inner self with deep disgust. Those eyes whip and stare like undisciplined dynaPAGE 10 THE CAROLINIAN Do Yon Know? mos of fiery defiance hurling a challenge when coaxed to madness. But the eyes too, make the face beautiful. Take my case for ins­ tance. For the past couple of months, a pair of dark brown eyes... plunged me into a swirling, madly spinning world of soothing magic. I saw them, thru stolen glances, whisper and giggle... the kind which are reminiscent of haunting music, slow and lazy ... fluctuated now and then by a halting sob ... ’ the kind of eyes that transport one to an enchanted island... where the moon halts cars on lonely roads ... like black roses on a sil­ ver carpet... I see them every­ where: haunting me during the day and seeking me when asleep, by way of impossible dreams. GJf To e/3 ® ® ® I have scanned thru myriads of eyes: rejoiced with them that were bright and gay: sobbed with them that were sad and melancholy, triumphed with them that had seen and felt success. So many are their kindred. There are few I can never forget. There are those which probe long, icy fingers into my bones. Have you ever looked close into a cat's eyes in the dark? Didn't they look like a couple of hypnotic beads, greenish and slanted like emerald pits of soft delight? Or didn't they have a slight shadiness, a faint tint of devilish attraction with impish motives? I wonder if any mortal could possess such a pair of eyes as fascinating as a cat's. What could lie beneath the sharp glint of a cat's glance? In man, they could furnish the answers to a lot of whys — that is, if one should know how to read the mys­ teries behind the wink of an eye.... 9ft. JZichMti, gf&D. When the French Revolution broke out in 1789 there were 25 universities in France, Paris being the most important one with 6,000 undergraduates. In France as well as in other countries it was the Church that first understood the importance of instruction and the first masters were members of the clergy. As far back as the IOth century there were schools scattered all over the French kingdom, with a large population of scholars from the most remote parts of Europe. At the beginning of the 19th century we find four distinguished French physicists who, in spite of the persecution of the Catholic Church in France, remained devout members of the Church. Andre Marie Ampere (1775-1836) His father was a prosperous and educated merchant, his mother charitable and pious, while he himself combined the traits of both. After marriage he was obliged to teach in order to support himself and his family. Besides teaching he published a number of articles on calculus, on curves, and other Eurely mathematical topics, as well as on chemistry and light. Ampere's fame, owever, rests on his remarkable work in electro-dynamics. His arduous task as a teacher, together with the engrossing functions of a government official — he was Inspector-General of the University — prevented him from devoting himself more to his work as experimenter. Still, he became a member of the Institute of France, the Royal Societies of London and Edinburgh, the Academies of Berlin, Stockholm, Brussels, and Lisbon. In 1881 the Paris Con­ ference of Electricians honored his memory by naming the practical unit of strength of an electric current the "ampere". Great amiability and simplicity made him everywhere welcome. On the day of his pious wife's death he wrote the prayer: "O Lord, God of Mercy, unite me in Heaven with those whom you have permitted me to love on earth." Augustin Jean Fresnel (1788-1827) He occupies a prominent place among the French physicists of the 19th century. His chosen field of research was optics, and in a series of brilliant memoirs he did much to place the wave theory upon a firm basis. He intro­ duced with conspicuous success the conjecture of Hooke (1672) that the light vibrations are transverse. This hypothesis was for Fresnel the key to all the secrets of optics, and from the day that he adopted it he made discoveries with great rapidity. His article on diffraction won the prize of the Academie des Sciences in 1819. In connection with his study of the theory and phenomena of diffrac­ tion and interference he devised his double mirrors and biprism. He extended the work of Huygens and others on double refraction and developed the well-known theory which bears his name. Mention should be made of his system of lenses which has revolutionized lighthouse illumination throughout tne world. Fresnel was a deeply religious man and remarkable for his keen sense of duty. Augustin Louis Cauchy (1789-1857) He received a good classical education. Since he distinguished himself in mathematics, he was appointed as one of the engineers in charge of the extensive public works inaugurated by Napoleon at Cherbourg. Several important memoirs from his pen made him known to the scientific world and won him admittance into the Academy of Sciences. The Grand Prix offered by the Academy was bestowed on him for his paper on "Wave-propagation." — Cauchy is best known for his achievements in the domain of mathematics, to almost every branch of which he made numerous and important contributions. But he also was a pioneer in extending the applications of mathematics to physical science, especially to molecular mechanics, optics, and astronomy. (Continued on page 29) OCTOBER, 1954 Page 11 AN THERE be success with­ out faith? Have you ever tried working on a project but was disappointed at the results of it? Did you stammer like a put­ tering jalopy when asked by your professor? If you were disappoint­ ed or if you did stammer, there's no need to wear a long, long face over it. All you need is faith, man, faith to bolster up your spineless self. Eugene Whitmore believes that there can be no success without faith. He writes: Wonderings of 1 G. SANDOVAL "Much of happiness, deep sa­ tisfaction, and success in life de­ pends upon faith — the faith peo­ ple have in us, and the faith we have in others. To the man or wo­ man in whom no one has faith, life holds little but disappointment and bitterness. All achievement is based upon faith. We must have faith in ourselves. We must have faith so that a goal can be reached. Without faith, no business, nor career nor marriage, or family can ever be successful." So fellows, if your exams had proven to be a dismal failure, brace up! You don't have to look up or down like a neglected animal. Have faith — and all is not lost. • Man, by nature, is instinctively afraid of what is beyond the fore­ boding shadows of the living. The cold silhouette of its claws, when experiencing near brushes with death, makes his spine rattle with unmitigated fear. He cowers like a child upon seeing the black jaws of Death. Is death something to be afraid of? To man, if possible, there is nothing better than to live a life of immortality. He would then want to live forever — if given the choice. Did not Ponce de Leon search unwaveringly for the Foun­ tain of Youth? How many scientists, doctors, and chemists have attempt­ ed to concoct magic elixirs purport­ ing to inject eternal Youth in our veins? But, is there really such a thing called Death? There is no death. There is only change. We do not die, we merely metamorphose into myriads of atoms wandering restlessly among the clouds — unfettered and insen­ tient from the warp and woof that life is heir to. Death is not an end, but a beautiful beginning. Here is happiness supreme. Here is justice undefiled; for, Napoleons and Caesars would then be mixing with vagabonds and thieves, with kings and potentates — mingling freely with slaves and the oppressed. There will be no black nor white, flat nor pointed noses, rich or poor; for all are, at long last, equal be­ fore the Supreme Dispenser of Justice. • Beauty and charm, if you ask a layman, denote a common impli­ cation. By following this premise, one could be charming and beauti­ ful at the same time and in all cases. Correct? Well, I do not agree. There is a difference be­ tween the two abstractions. But only by delving into the profound intricacies of each could we be fully appraised of the magnanimity of its difference. Beauty is not charm (at least, not in all cases) but charm is beauty — in all cases! Beauty is a slave of time. Charm, when mellowed by time, exudes exotic grace and exquisite tender­ ness. Like the lyrics of a song, beauty will be soon forgotten; charm, the melody, lingers after the song fades away from memory. • The inconsistency of love has grown to be a thing of mystery. Thousands of frustrated souls have been dashed to pieces — dashed against the rocks of inconsistent love. Take for example, the simple (Continued on page 30) BEATING 9round THE BUSH By VICKI • I left my tongue on my shoes when I saw a man ... (Fred: what’s so ex­ traordinary about it?)... there was something strange in him but I didn’t quite place it at first... (Rex: Place what?)... until I got close enough to notice that his pants was on the wrong side of his waist... (Nestor: You mean, not on da level?) I didn't even notice the belt choked around his waistline .. . (Erasmus: Must have been using shoe­ strings.) Then somebody explained to me that those oh-so-low things worn by our cowpokes today are the new slant on pants. (Cesar: cowpokes? I don’t like the word.) New slant, my eye! Those were the mode of wearing them pants used when grandpa was still shooting marbles with grandma! This is certainly the AGE OF REVI­ VALS. I hope that these young up­ starts we have won't start anything "new" again by way of reviving the ancient practice of sticking bones on their noses. (Joe: Is that a hint for us to take, Lady?) Here's another dig: The way Mr. Registrar looks at our femmes' pictures for their IDs is dis­ couraging. He looks at it with eyes bulging like a surprised owl upon seeing the incomparability of such a picture with the owner. (Bart: There's a libel case somewhere.) But I don't blame Mr. Registrar for the dopey look. I blame the ladies. (Elsie: I object!) Why can’t they find a better picture that is representative of their eyes, nose and ears? (Dick: That could be an artist's job. What do you say girls?) Speaking of Registrars, I don't like the enrollment routes they mapped out for us. Isn't there a much simpler, shorter and less tedious way of get­ ting our names in the college's roster? (Ledy: Bribe 'em. They'll melt.) I am expecting Mr. R to revise, modify and amend their enrollment system next semester — Okay? Page 12 THE CAROLINIAN Ajnythinq, tyou, Say (Continued from page 1) men as clearly manifested in your column. You always made it a point to direct your attacks against the weaker sex. But now I think 1 have some ideas why you are a super-misogynist. —Fe Dolino Nestorius: Women are easily my fa­ vorite playmates next to my pet bullfrog. But remember this: we always hate the one we love. (Editor's note: The author of the letter claims that her opinion carries with it the , majority opinion of the weaker sex who I read Mr. Morelos' column). | Dear Mr. Editor, I wish to thank the men behind the success of the opening ceremo­ nies of the Intramural games. They deserve two whoops and a holler. —Fe Santacruz, BSEED. Dear Mr. Editor, Tou asked me to write Perhaps to help you recall A few lines to light Perhaps to remember me In full. I am not Longfellow, nor Edgar Allan Poe Though somewhere Inside me I felt the urge of writing too. Now I recall: things of long ago; A mother's soft kiss, felt gently on my brow. I was crying then... for the story that Mama was felling A story with a beginning but alas It has no end. T'was like this of a nursery rhyme: "There was once a handsome king Who had a white dog named Pony Ling, One day its tail was broken; and If you would still like to listen I will tell you once again.' Thus the story was round and flying The effect was so boring That It left me mad and crying. Mama Is so wise, you see Perhaps, so tired was she, But Tootsie I me) never slept; Without from her one little story. Now, I can recall; again that gentle kiss Upon my brow With the lesson I am so proud to gain. "Darling," said she, "Everything In this life is boring; Remember dear, this one thing That you can make a story out of nothing." —Resty— Second Floor, Library Hear ye, hear ye, my faithful disciples! Long time no seest thou. Blessed art thou for being so loyal and true to thy writer. Now suffer thyselves to come unto me and heareth my sayings. Cousin Virgie come sitteth at my right hand. The rest of you skunks grab a space and squat. Now listen carefully my children as I unwindeth to you my panoramic interpretation of THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD.... music please, maestro. In the beginning was the beginning, for a beginning to begin, beginning a beginning. To hecketh with this beginning. Let's try another hokum. Begin the beguine was of course, a rhumba rubadubdub. And as I walked into the vale of debt, squawked by six hundred. Delenda est Nestorius. Ora pro nobis. And so it came to pass, and I don't mean basketballeth, for the first time that our USCoeds hath the courage to fare forth one after the other, stirreth and forthwith promised amongeth themselves to exileth Torius to Tibet 20 days after Easter Sunday. It looketh for the moment that our ode curdled forth salted peanuts wherein there was more salt than the peanuts. And the ladies were stungeth mad. Madder than the bee who stungeth itself by mistaketh. The beginningeth of quarrels is when one letteth out reproach before judgement is formed. The ladies clubbeth the literateur screeching: "Speaketh thou Torius, What didst thou say? Speaketh thou who striveth to seeth all and knoweth all? Why stinkest thou?" But Nestorius stirreth not. His eyes closed liketh a fugitive from a third-class funeral parlor. He neither moveth nor shaketh for his mind wandered into an abyss of darkness and no power of fire could give them light, neither could the bright flames of the stars enlighteneth his deplorable condition. Speaketh. Have mercy on her for she that loveth correction, loveth knowledge but she that hateth reproof is foolish. Torius mumbles softly. A curse shall come from the sky and bring these women to their thick knees. For I know that one who conceals a transgression seeketh friendship; one that repeats it separate friends. And even when you gore unto me I shall gore unto you for such is the glory of retaliation. Why cryest thou, my damsels? Didst I not speak the truth? Of all the queer birds I ever didst see thou art the queerest by far to me. Have you seen the wind? Wicked is the woman who throweth stones and mud instead of cokes and sandwiches. And who doesn't turn her other cheek but her lips. The wicked­ ness of the women is shown by the change of their drooping mugs and they darkeneth their countenances like Dracula and sheweth it like sackcloth in the midst of their classmates. For as a yoke of carabaos that is moved back and forth so also is a wicked woman; he that holdeth of her, is as he that taketh hold of a Tilapia. For there is no anger above that anger of a woman. It is bettereth to wrestleth with Goliath or embraceth King Kong than argueth with a woman 'cause her brains doesn't function. And then it came to another backpass that the USCoeds calmeth down because Torius offered to teach them the Mambo. For such is the Coeds of This beats me. — Ed. (Continued on page JU) OCTOBER, 1954 Page 13 Boy, what a relief! The mid term exams are over. We can now relax and switch back to memorizing the latest top tunes of the week and also keep track of what's showing in the downtown theatres instead of dumping into our brains those hard-to-remember formulas and confusing historical dates. Ah-h-h, all is right with the world again. Oh, oh, didn't I say it right? I heard a groan! It's the low grades this time, huh? So what? Don't let those threes and fours matter, pessi­ mist. As for the red marks, they at least make your report card attractive. My dear friend, where's your aesthetic sense of art and beauty? Seriously, why bother? There is always a silver lining to the cloud, you know. Look at Ramon Magsaysay. He became president, didn't he? "What a way to take things!" re­ marks someone here over my shoulder. He claims to be of the older generation and wonders what is wrong with the younger generation. Ha, ha, don't make me laugh. People who are puzzled as to what is wrong with the present generation should ask those who produced them. But enough of this and let's see who's who in U.S.C. Topping my list of the B.M.C. (big men of the campus) are those darn pretending-to-be anti-womenist triumvirate who really are Valen­ tinos, Nestor Morelos, Godofredo Sison, and Erasmus Diola. To think that they are female-mad! Well, enough of that. The three of them plays the typewriter with grace and finesse a la Jose Iturbi on the keyboard. I hope they won't play those discordant tunes about the opposite sex anymore for there is truth to the saying that "heaven hath no music like a woman enraged!" The Father Rector ought to have a nursery added in our college buildings. Nowadays there are many youngsters already in college. Baby-faced Luis Miciano who is going to be a chemical engineer is one of them. Listen, just between you and me, he is terribly left-handed. Another kid is Ramon Roska, a very neat-looking boy. I think EDUVIGES ESQUELA merits mention although I haven't been introduced to her yet and perhaps she does not know me. This president of the Legion of Mary. The secretarial dept, seems to have got all the beautiful girls. There are NIEVES ZOSA, JULIET BOLLOZOS, and beauteous PAZ RAMOS. Not to be outdone are the education students. Take a look at simple CONCHITA OCUBELLO who used no war paints. No, siree, none of that stuff for her. She was barrio queen in their recent acquaintance party. The talkative EDDIE PASCUAL was consort. CELIA CHAUVARRIA is part of the mob, too. Of course, she's pretty period. Refined, soft deep-voiced MARCIAL SANSON is one person many would like to be acquainted with. You should hear him over the radio in the SCA's "The Greatest Story Ever Told." Watch your ps and qs when you speak English with that handsome hunk of a man, JOHNNY BORROMEO. We can't stand mispronunciations. (Continued on page 31) the. By Inday Teves Unforeseen, I find no shelter in the rain and flee to this branchless tree. The broken twigs spread its tiny limbs to gulp every drop into its veins. It survives and hops for birds to perch on it again. So 1 stretch my hand and watch the droplets rinse the dirt, then I bathe a muted heart but hear no song from it. Strange that the rain could refresh a tree, silence the rustle of a leaf, yet could leave a heart unsoothed, and drain the last illusion even after it has ceased to beat. • .Supposing By L. Amigadle Supposing I'll grow to great riches and glory With dozens of servants to come at my call, These things would be worthless still, for without you, They are not treasures at all. Supposing that power and influence Which could only be had by a few, the joy They would bring me still can't De mine, because I don't have you. Page 14 THE CAROLINIAN HE DESK sergeant at the police station wiped his horn-rimmed spectacles, put them on, and after a furtive glance at the young lady standing near his desk, wrote on the faded page of the police blotter: 8/13/54 — Miss Benjamina Ve­ lasquez, 19, student, 13-B Mabini St.; Losses: 1 Parker fountain pen, 1 Elgin lady's wrist watch. 1 pair gold-rimmed glasses, cash P43.00 Thiel or thieves, unidentified. After telling sobbingly the baldheaded police officer of how she had forgotten to lock her window a daylight reconnaisance of your dwelling place and draws a mental, and sometimes actual, picture of it. He then chooses a dark, murky, and better still, a rainy night for his "Operation 9-up", when you are soundly cruddled up in cozy slum­ ber. Then he strikes! He climbs up the wall (he beats Tarzan in this), prods for an unlocked window, opens it, and presto! He is in your room, seeing and hearing you in your snores. Does he maneuver at once? No. Take it easy, he says. He then opens the other windows Hope that the police will know the dopes in arresting the culprit. However, fifty in a hundred, yours will just be one of the un­ solved cases, and may Saint An­ thony thereafter help you! Moral: Before leaving your house or going to sleep, check and double-check whether your doors and unbarred windows are securely closed and locked. It's that simple. But so costly if we forget it. Your confidence (or shall we say your carelessness?) will yet turn to ashes in your mouth if one of these days a sneaking thief will CAROLINIANS, BEWARE! tu^enio S&on Staff Member the night previous, only to wake up that morning and discover her losses, the lady further elucidated, “But, Sarge, I am sure I forget to lock only the window near my bed. When I woke up, I saw all the windows and doors already open­ ed!" The above incident happened to a student of a local university. It can happen to me. And to you, Delia Cruz. Or to you, Tong Haradji, or to any Carolinian. If we get careless, that is. So, Carolinians, beware! Time and again, students have been victimized by sleek, daring, and experienced thieves, wellversed in the art of climbing porches and windows, opening locks, or sneaking in, and illegally ap­ propriating for themselves property acquired by the sweat of others' brows. Fellow-Carolinians: You may be the next victim I So, beware! To acquaint you with the ways of these itchy-handed-and-cat-footedindividuals, we narrate to you their modus operandi. This kind of thief at first makes and the doors leading to the main stairs or the back stairs at the kit­ chen. Avenues of escape, you know. With the coast clear, he starts choosing his booty. A pen here, a watch there. And with a ready master key, he opens your suit case, or trunk, or dresser. Jewelry! Okay. And cash. The very thing! Books? Clothes? Perhaps. But usually, no. Too heavy for him. Easy to identify. Only light va­ luables. Maybe, a pair of shoes will do for the Sunday dance. With everything in his pockets, he goes out, laughing in his beard, without in the least bothering to close back the door. Auf weidersehen! If, during the thief's operations, a mosquito feels kindly towards you with a bite to wake you up, what should you do? Brother, don't move! Hold your peace. Or else, you'll find yourself between the devil and the deep blue sea. Ten to one, he is armed and ready to fight it out. In this eventuality, calm down your beating heart. Don't have your heart in your throat. Keep an eye out for his physical features: height, build, etc. etc. Rogues' gal­ lery, that will be for. Report to the police? Do it, Sis­ ter, with a prayer on your lips. • WANTED • strike in your home and, through his feats, make you say uncle. Then, don't blame us. Sister. Or tell us you have not read this. Forewarned is forearmed! I Author's Note: Before you can say, "Cock-a-doodle-doo," I hasten to In­ form you fhat I have never been a thief!) OCTOBER, 1954 Page 15 • An interview of Emilio B. Aller, Former Carolinian Editor and Smith-Mundt Pensionado to the U.S. In front of a frat house at the Ohio State University where he lodged while observing different aspects of American youth leadership. go. Our sense of values about so many things has to be reexamined and an extensive reformation to ef­ fect a change for the better the many perverted attitude that prevail within us on so many aspects of life has to be effected. These in them­ selves need a herculean endeavor which is a challenge to the youth of the land, to the present genera­ tion of young people who have better chances in acquiring educa­ tion and wider perspectives in their outlook ol life. But while this re­ mains a challenge, with our youth indifferent in picking up the gaunt­ let, the tendency of those who un­ derstand our persistent deficiencies is to remain disgusted, discouraged and disappointed." "Upon Seeing The World" • Jammy, • capabilities according to their per­ sonal records of activities as stu­ dents and citizens. Aller was one of those chosen from a big field of aspirants and was assigned to observe in the field of Youth Leadership in Ameri­ ca. Eventually, however, he was able to do a world-girdling trip and saw many other countries besides the United States. THE WIDE BLUE YONDER Climbing aboard in one of the Pan-American airliners, the quon­ dam Carolinian editor bid Philip­ pine soil good-bye on February first for Hongkong where he stop­ ped for four days to make arrange­ ments for his winter gear, in anti­ cipation of his sojourn in Uncle HAS ARRIVED. md we fired an ineviable question at him: How do you feel now that you have seen the world? He wrinkled his brow in consequent seriousness and said tersely: "I am disgusted, discouraged and disappointed!" We were confused upon hear­ ing this; but we prodded him on to explain his words. He expanded, "You've got to see white if you must realize emphatically that there is such a color as black. After seeing the different places I have been through and observing the charac­ ter and customs of people in those places, especially in the United States, our own defects and weak­ nesses as a people have been em­ phasized and put out in clear out­ lines which I cannot help but realize. And my ultimate realiza­ tion is that we as a country and as a people have yet a long way to But what did he see which we here have not seen, and which need that we observe actually in order that we may realize them as lessons in contrast? We here now begin his odyssey in foreign lands which he terms as an "eye-opener." THE GRANT The former editor-in-chief of the Carolinian was the beneficiary of the Smith-Mundt travel grant. There were two other Carolinian aspirants among some other students in the whole Philippines for the same grant besides Aller — Rosita Ty, and Victoria Abad. The selection was based on each of the aspirants' scholastic records, extracurricular activities and achievements, arti­ cles or books written, travels abroad, military record, personal data, etce­ tera. Three or four grantees are selected every year from among prominent students of the country who are given the privilege to vi­ sit the United States for three months' observation tour on parti­ cular fields which best suit their Sam's country. From there he took another plane for Japan and stayed in Tokyo for a day. In Tokyo, final arrangements for his personal pa­ raphernalia were made and on the same day took a stratocruiser for a four-hour stop-over in Honolulu. Three hours were spent with im­ migration and custom officials. He arrived in San Francisco on February 7. A representative of the Department of State who met him at the airport whisked him through the city direct to the Manx Hotel where he stayed while in 'Frisco. The following day, after a breath-taking tour all over 'Frisc®, he left for New York (via United Airlines) where he fixed his sche­ dules and itineraries with the So­ cial Welfare Assembly, New York City. He had the opportunity then to visit Columbia University and had occasion to make interviews with some youth leaders of the Adult Council of the United States (YAC), Students' Democratic Action (Continued on page 32) Page 16 THE CAROLINIAN •••What Do You Think?... conducted by Cesario Melia We were afraid that this topic might taste rancid to your tastebuds after this issue goes off the press. But still we decided to gamble on it. After all, this alliance concerns us, during or after it takes effect on September 6. And this conglomeration of forces among our neighbor-nations deserve a wider floor for discussion. Anyway this alliance was made for posterity and not for history's soke. So, while you twist and turn about writing for your final exams to blow the wind out of your gray little matter, why not peruse over the opinions of some of our brothers and sisters as they dare answer the query......... • Mrs. ELENA M. RAMA, Graduate School, says: "I believe that the forthcoming SEATO conference will be of great help towards the pro­ motion of a common cause — the united efforts of the countries of Southeast Asia that have decided to participate in it, to protect said countries from any aggression — communist or the like. who are apt to protect their colo­ nies for self-aggrandizement, yet, in my humble opinion, this proposed peace conference would implant upon the member countries a spirit of cooperation in the fight for free­ dom of human rights. The peace treaty to be executed during the conference would be the Southeast Asia version of the NATO and Mrs. ELENA M. RAMA Past Graduate School How Effective Could The SEATO Be? Although some critics are of the belief that nothing could be ac­ complished because of the mem­ bership of Great Britain and France BONIFACIO G. ALVIZO College of Law would certainly prove beneficial. This conference would at the same time, enable member nations to present their economic, military and other national problems before a body that can offer an effective solution therefor. An outstanding feature of this proposed organiza­ tion is that an attack on one nation in this alliance shall be considered as an attack on all the others, thereby serving as a warning to would-be aggressors to think twice or thrice before launching such a military venture." • Mr. BONIFACIO G. ALVIZO, Col­ lege of Law, says: "I beg to disagree however, with the commendation of others that an attack against one member should be interpreted to mean an attack against all, and thereby justify its members to join in a concerted action to ward off Red invasion by force of arms. It is true of course, that the NATO agreement was also predicated on the same area that an attack against one would necessarily be a direct threat and imminent peril to the national security of the other members. Under the theory of self­ preservation, they have the right to join forces in an act of a legiti­ mate collective self-defense. In the case of the SEATO, considering the location of its members, an attack on the Philippines could hardly be conceived to be an attack on the United States, Great Britain, France, Such a declaration would only mean a strained construction of the circumstances which would justify single or collective self-defense. This may be branded as capricious and arbitrary. Under this pro­ nounced theory, the SEATO mem­ bers, without previous express au­ thority from the Security Council, could rally together to fight for a declared common cause in case one is attacked — thus by-passing the authority of the special organ of the United Nations to prescribe the kind of disciplinary measure that should be taken in case of aggres­ sion. (Continued on page 28) OCTOBER, 1954 Page 17 38^ TALENTS, UNLIMITED One notable thing about the personnel of our ROTC powerhouse is that they are composed of peo­ ple that are the best in their res­ pective fields. T/Sgt. Sofio C. Her­ rera, INF and S/Sgt. Pedro M. Carabana, FA are two cadet Martinets worthy of mention here. Let us trace the metamorphosis of the military life of T/Sgt. Sofio C. Herrera. When the Japs invaded the Philippines his post was in the Bri­ gade Headquarters Camp X, To­ ledo, Cebu. Being a patriotic per­ son, he joined the Resistance Move­ ment in Cebu Area Command and Bohol Area Command. Came liber­ ation. The headquarters of the 8th MD Philippine Army was opened for him. From 1947-51 the desk of the chief clerk of the Reserve Sec­ tion, III MA, AFP, was always clean. Three years ago he was sent to USA to attend Service School. There he completed the Light and Heavy Weapons Infantry Leader Course at Fort Benning, Georgia. Upon his arrival, San Carlos Uni­ versity was waiting for him. ★ THE SERGEANT Tall, wiry and almond-eyed, he is that type of a man liked by a few, feared by many — cadets. "Slap your rifle hard. . . . break it if you can.. . look straight ahead ... chin in ..." These are sample orders you hear from him every now and then. Weapons are his gospel, but does not want to make a dogma out of it; administrative job, his sideline. This personality is S/Sgt. Pedro M. Carabana, FA. Born in Bantayan, Cebu, he was a product of a fishing community. He had no inkling of following the trade of his neighbors. On the other hand he enlisted in 1939 at Camp Dao, FSR, Pampanga. He graduated from the NCO Instructors' School at the same Camp. After the fall of Bataan he took part in the memorable Death March up to San Fernando, Pampanga, and and was concentrated in Camp O'Donnel, Capas, Tarlac. He was re­ leased from the same Camp on Sept. 26, 1942. He went up to the hills of Luzon and joined Col. Thorpe's Guerrilla Unit. When Uncle Sam's boys re­ turned to the Islands he was as­ signed to the 8th MD, later known as III MA. He was ordered to attend the Light Artillery Mechanic Course at Vito Cruz, Manila, and graduated there in 1949. From 1950 up to now he runs the Personnel NCO and acts as assistant instructor of Uni­ versity of San Carlos. PERSONS, INCORPORATED Whether it is raining cats and dogs or it is a sunny Sunday morn­ ing you can see five sleek young officers with gold bars deployed around the drill grounds whose instincts are to ferret out mistakes and to correct them meticulously one after the other. They are doing this work without any compensa­ tion. Lt. Cosme T. Mirabueno is one. He hails from Lanipao, Lala, Lanao. Two years ago, he was USC's Corps Commander. A medalist, he is. He has gone to Camp McKinley and undergone its ordeals dutifully. Aside from being a member of the Reserve Officers' Legion of the Philippines he is also an assistant instructor in the ROTC. He holds an AB sheepskin and is currently a sophomore of the College of Law. Lt. Jaime A. Villanueva is an­ other man who is seen better toy­ ing around weapons or drawing chart than heard. He comes from Ipil, Zamboanga del Sur. He used to run the Corps S-2 and S-3 and finished the course a distinguished graduate. He likes to tinker with light and heavy weapons. He is a fourth year now in Civil Engineer­ ing. The name is Lt. Carlos Tajoda. While still a trainee he graduated the Secondary course from the Philippine Ground Post School, Makate, Rizal in 1951. He learned much about the Fire Direction Center because he was assigned in the Headquarters Battery and specialized as a computer ... saw action in Mt. Arayat... had a probationary training in the Philip­ pine Army School Center Ground Combat School, Fort McKinley ... A 2nd year Commerce stude and at the same time working in the Chemistry Department.... had two years Liberal Arts experience ... Lt. Demosthenes D. Gumalo of Lazi, (Continued on page 31) Page 18 THE CAROLINIAN Pictorial Section Balloting Expectation . . . use Atty. Fernan: "Free Election, but peaceful, orderly . . Final checking Congratulations &.at& * (Manty. 7mm, EDUCATION IV iO.<L News « ust r 1 ZMLtKO S ITOS' CESWO A. MEL LA *lhmpo bvbhavsktv&x <M0W Mtol Sfaeaaki • Law BONTUYAN WINS LEX CIRCLE PRESIDENCY The law students recently had their day when they held the muchawaited and hotly-contested Lex Circle election which ended in a landslide victory for Mr. Marcelino Bontuyan, standard bearer of the 4th year class. The election, which looked like the real McCoy in all respects, gave the law students a foretaste of political life. Of the election, Judge Fernan of the College of Law, said, "This year's Lex Circle election is the most lively, most unique and the most expensive. I have never seen such eager student participation in previous Lex Circle elections." And rightly so. It was complete with all the trimmings down to the last de­ tails: speeches, streamers, posters, handbills, etc. Soft drinks flowed profusely and pre-election parties were given away by the candidates. The election was the culmination of a hectic week of campaigning, handshaking and elbow-rubbing by candidates in a final attempt to get voters. The verdict: Marcelino Bontuyan, president; Teodoro Abelgas, vice-president; Catalina Borromeo, secretary; Anita Maambong, treasurer; Vicente N. Lim and Niceforo Catay, press relations offi­ cers; and Napoleon Mabaquiao and Cresenciano Tajoda, Sergeants-atarm. PORTIAS HONOR LAW REGENT The Portia Club, an exclusive club of the College of Law, com­ posed of lady lawyers-to-be, honor­ ed Rev. Bernard Wrocklage, Regent of the College of Law and Spiritual adviser of said club, with a special mass said on his feast day. Again under the sponsorship of the Portia Club, the second traditional mass was offered for the USC barris­ ters, August 28. Meanwhile, it was learned that the pilgrimage to Our Lady in Opon, Cebu, that the College of Law students will hold in connec­ tion with this year's celebration of the Marian Year, is definitely set on September 12, 1954. • Commerce MICUBO CHOSEN FRATERNITY SWEETHEART Miss Catalina Micubo was una­ nimously elected president of the Alpha Kappa Alpha Fraternity, an exclusive fraternity of the College of Commerce, in a very orderly CATALINA P. MICUBO election held recently. Miss Micubo is a second year student of the College of Commerce. She is cur­ rently the sponsor of the Commerce Basketball Team. • Education EDUCATION BARRIO FIESTA The USC senior class organiza­ tion of the College of Education held an acquaintance party in the form of a barrio fiesta recently in the University Campus. Some of the most interesting parts of the program were the vocal renditions of Mr. Eddie Pascual and Miss Frunie Alerre; the induction of class officers by the Rev. Fr. Lawrence Bunzel, S.V.D. The pota­ to, statue and candle dances fur­ nished the thrills and laughs of the evening. The election and crown­ ing of Miss Conchita Ocubillo as barrio fiesta queen was the culmi­ nation of the affair. Atty. Mario D. Ortiz read a poem written by poet Atty. Cornelio Faigao dedicated to the queen. • Pharmacy NEW HIGH IN PHARMA ENROLLMENT This year's enrollment in the College of Pharmacy showed a re­ markable increase of 10%, despite the 5-year curriculum which dis­ couraged some students from tak­ ing up Pharmacy. But the number of male enrollees increased by 60%. USC COED GETS SANGLEY POINT NOD Miss Dolores O'keefe (Pharm '54) was admitted to the WAVE Corps of the U.S. Navy in a special order she received last August. She left for Sangley Point on Au­ gust 28 where she will undergo processing prior to her enlistment which will take effect on Septem­ ber 3. Miss O'keefe stayed in USC for four years and distinguish­ ed herself as an assiduous and di­ ligent student. OCTOBER, 1954 Page 23 USC NEWS • Engineering SUCCESSFUL BOARD EXAMINEES Dean Jose A. Rodriguez released the names of the students who passed the Engineering's board exams last year. They are: Pablo Burgos, Antonio Geronilla, Cesar Villareal, Miss Remedios Salazar, Jose Solidum, Aniano Paraguya and Benjamin Lim. The latter's name was withheld on account of citizenship. Mr. Teodoro Cadungog too, the lone candidate in Mechan­ ical Engineering, successfully pass­ ed the board exams. • ROTC ROTC CADETS HONOR RECTOR. FACULTY The USC ROTC staged a parade and review in honor of Rev. Fr. Albert van Gansewinkel, Rector, and the members of the Faculty. A unique affair it was, replete with Howitzer-firing, awarding of medals to deserving officers. The officers awarded were: Cdt Col C. Mirabueno, ex-corps commander, Cdt Col Demosthenes Gumalo, ex­ corps commander, Cdt Col C. Ajero, present corps commander, Cdt Col Ybanez, ex-corps adjutant, Cdt Lt Col Deguilmo, ex-battalion commander and Cdt Maj Gustilo, a member of the instructors' group at present. The loyalty medals were pinned by Fr. Rector, Misses Isobel Martin, Penales, H. Hautea and P. Goyeneche. • Liberal Arts PUBLIC SPEAKING AND DRAMATICS INTRODUCED In line with the administration's policy of providing new avenues of learning for students, the Univer­ sity has offered two new three-unit practical English subjects, namely Dramatics and Public Speaking, under the tutorship of the charm­ ing and active Liberal Arts instruc­ tor, Mrs. Bernardita B. Valenzuela. Dramatics aims to disseminate the principles underlying good acting and to determine how the various effects sought by the actor are produced. Public Speaking includes the teaching of basic techniques of interpretation, the practical side of dramatics, radio, and television presentation. USC ZOOLOGY ASSOCIATION CONDUCTED SCIENTIFIC EXCURSIONS The USC Zoology Association, headed by Fr. Enrique Schoenig, Head of the Department of Biology, held several scientific excursions for the past two months for the purpose of collecting marine ani­ mals, butterfly and insects speci­ mens for the Zoology Department of the university. Rev. Fr. Schoenig's group spent three days in Ormoc City catching different kinds of insects. They went to Carmen, Cebu, twice for the same purpose. The group also went up to Buhisan dam to get specimens and to see the water condition of the place. • Religion USC CELEBRATES FEAST OF ASSUMPTION DAY Last August 15 was the Feast of the Assumption of our Blessed Lady, one of the most ancient and solemn feasts of our Lady. USC administration, faculty and student body joined in the celebration of the big feast of our Lady. • USC In A Nutshell USC Jaycees, central organiza­ tion of the College of Commerce, launched two campaigns in the University Campus, the Courtesy Week and Clean-Up Week. The Reverend Father Rector praised those who were responsible for the campaigns and commended the students' prompt reaction. Mr. Luis Garcia was elected president of the Faculty Club of USC in a meeting held recently. Their first affair was a party. The USC members of the Faculty en­ joyed the parlor games, singing, contests, square dances, and the like. The Pre-Med students met in the USC Projection Room and elected officers of their organization. There were five parties contesting for the coveted presidential post. Mr. Eduardo Cabatingan, a third year student, won the student body's nod. The first activity that the organ­ ization had was an excursion in Miramar, Talisay. The affair was truly a lively one. The Junior students of the department of Electrical and Me­ chanical Engineering, through the initiative of Mr. Eduardo Salig, president, discussed plans to be implemented during this semester. Presently the officers are looking for a means in which the organiza­ tion can give much contribution to the College of Engineering's pro­ ject, the "Project Kilowatt." The Secretarial Department elected the following officers: Miss Yvonne Kriekenbeck, president; Mr. Antonio Talisaysay, vice-presi­ dent; Miss Paz Ramos, secretary; Miss Josefina Sevilla, treasurer; Mr. Patricio Roble, auditor; and Mr. O. Jacobo, press relations officer. The USC Faculty visited the shrine of the Virgin Mary in Opon, Cebu last August 15 in connection with the Marian Year celebration. To further their projects of com­ munity improvement, the BSEED Department, under the initiative of Miss Teopista Suico and Mr. Jesus Roa, constructed a Tilapia pond inside the USC premises. The pond affords zoological importance to the university. In order to start the USC drive to help the missionaries and the lepers who have been constantly asking aid from the university, the Liberal Arts Department, under the chairmanship of Mrs. Remedios Sordo, is holding a raffle. Prizes, will be donated by civic-spirited people of Cebu City. Mr. Pilapil, USC instructor in Mechanical Engineering, has per­ fected a bomb calorimeter, an instrument used for testing the quality and property of fuel. The instrument costs $500 to $600 in the United States. Page 24 THE CAROLINIAN THE ROMANCE OF USC ELECTIONS ^Aieivse&piz i Hon. BARTOLOME CABANGBANG 2nd District, Bohol A CAROLINIAN IN CONGRESS Honorable Bartolome Cabangbang. Representative of the Second District of Bohol, is one of the most versatile congressmen in our Con­ gress today. Representative Cabangbang fi­ nished his Bachelor of Science degree in the Philippine Military Academy, Baguio City. He became a military fighter pilot in 1941 and was assigned to the then famous 6th Fighter Squadron, PAF. After Liberation, Mr. Cabang­ bang was sent to the United States to further his training in Aircraft. He was sent to Randolph Field, Texas and Williamsfield, Arizona. At present, Congressman Ca­ bangbang is the chairman of the House Committee on Transportation and Communication, vice-chairman on the Committee on Veterans Af­ fairs and National Defense and a member of the now famous Com­ mittee on Anti-Filipino Activities and Government Enterprises. It must be recalled that before Congressman Cabangbang was elected to Congress, he was a third year law student of San Car­ los U. He was considered in his class one of those conscientious stu­ dents. Our Alma Mater can really be proud of him. . — Atty. T. Quimpo, Jr. man class, vivacious Ruth Lavin was unanimously elected president. With these energetic girls at the helm of the College of Pharmacy government, it is safe to say that all will be sailing smoothly—right, girls? The reading and writing and planting ... er .. . arithmetic de­ partment, that is BSEEd, had also their taste of class politics. Under the initiative and guidance of Jess Roa, the senior BSEEd students elected bull-shouldered and MA "degreed" Dominador Trocio, pre­ sident with alluring Gloria Lozada as his veep. The first activity of the class organization, as usual, is the traditional acquaintance party which will be held in the near fu­ ture. Frankly, I don't mind being acquainted with anybody as long as it is done in an acquaintance party. Do you get the hint, sir? Like a wild fire, class politics became so infectious that it conta­ minated the domain of Cervantes and his disciples. In an election held on July 9, to be precise, the USC Spanish Club was formed and chosen president of the Club was Angel Teves Jr., with Nestor Fer­ nandez and Priscella Buenaventura as first and second vice-presidents respectively. This Club is under the advisership of semi-imported Cas­ tilian in the affable person of Dona Remedios Sordo. The Club aims to encourage the speaking of Span­ ish language in the class as well as outside the campus. There will be a time when we will converse in Spanish-Filipino language and, by that time, Magellan, will turn over in his grave and scratch his overflowing beard and exclaim: "That's not Spanish. The diction ... very Filipino. Rather, it's a Filipino lingo with a Spanish twang!" Bueno, amigos, vamos a conversar en la linguaje Castiliana. Sabes tu, stupido? Not to be outdone and out-moded, the debit and credit students of the College of Commerce, pushed aside their accounting parapherna­ lia when they picked out among themselves as to who will pilot their class government for the whole solid year. They unmistakably elected ever-active and energyloaded Ben Cabel as president of the senior class and assisted by hawk-nosed, dashing and debonair Antonio Alvarez. I hope you can balance the debit and credit of success, Ben. I'll be crossing my fingers. (Continued from page 5) In the meanwhile, the Caroli­ nian Staffers' "very own" was ce­ remoniously catapulted into the presidential seat of the Liberal Arts Department. She is Miss Rosario (Inday, Charing, or Rose) Teves, who won the much coveted position. Highly capable and energetic, In­ day Teves fits the job to a T. And who do you think is her secretary? Again, she is the "C" Staffers' Eye­ rover in the amiable person of Ledy Amigable. It only shows that writ­ ing and politics do mix. Good luck, girls. And then the climax! The Lex Circle elections stole the thunder and lightning of all elections. There was thunder. There was lightning. There were plenty of smokes. There were plenty of drinks and eats. Fiery speeches galore. One could mistake it for our Philippine Congress. In this instance, political strategy, manuever, and crafty schemes put into shame the seasoned politicians' wily strategem, minus the blood­ draining, of course. Marcelino Bontuyan, a senior law student and, Teodoro Abelgas, a sophomore, were elected presi­ dent and vice president respectively of the Lex Circle. The Vigilant Party candidate for the Lex Circle presidency, handsome, tall, and dashing Maning "The Guy" Pages, gave Marcelino Bontuyan the scare of his lifetime. Pages was very popular in the junior class. The election returns showed that Bon­ tuyan won by 30 votes over the Guy. Nevertheless, it was such a good, clean fight. And that's the rub. To others, class elections hold no little meaning but trivial inci­ dents which exist not as a necessity but a formal requisite before a class could be called a class. The ma­ jority opinion believes that class politics are indispensable necessity which must exist, cost what may. For in this fertile medium, students, doubting Thomases included, are made wary of their rights, which in one way or the other will seep into their very being and eventually be­ come a part of their personality. Their eyes are opened, their initia­ tive alerted, and their conscience imbued with responsibility to the Church and to the State. Because Carolinians are made wary of their rights and duties, they form a for­ midable vanguard in protecting the rights and privileges of others. Why (Continued on page 37) OCTOBER, 1954 Page 25 /y REX fiRUFO 6 A .SELUTE^W INTRAMURAL TILTS OPENING CEREMONIES: The best and the slickest affair we ever had — the campus basketbrawl games. Liberal Arts, Law, Engi­ neering and Commerce were the departments represented. A roundrobin series among the competing teams will characterize the season's regale offering. The team having March of the Vanquished the most number of wins will get the championship chair. Different grand-slam prizes will also be given to individual stars. OPENING GAME: The Libarts quintet shaded the Lawyerites in an extended duel. Two charity tickets awarded to T. Echivarre on the last ten seconds of the final session were muffed by him there­ by giving the game to the fast­ stepping Libarts five. Final Score: 34-36. ON THE LEAD: Commerce, is the team to beat — all the rest stand on equal footing. The debit­ credit cagestars have whipped all their rivals to submission. It has, for its line-up, a string of satraps from the varsity squad. And they aren't weaklings either. Rudy Jakosalem and Roy Morales are two reasons why the Commerciantes will still hold this year's trophy. If you don't know it yet we've got a baseball team that could be the best slugging outfit in the whole CCAA baseball league come next semester. You've probably seen them work out on fire-hot after­ noons .... We've seen them play too .... And you ought to have seen them pound out a 7-4 count over the San Miguel Brewery eleven. It is interesting to note that this is the first year the CCAA or­ ganized a baseball league. Not trying to exaggerate, the USC Gold 'n Green diamond men are out to Stance of Victors make the start real for all the com­ peting teams. Have you ever seen, cringed perhaps, at a knife flung at you in a 3-D picture? That is how a baseball looks at the batter's plate when Agustin Cabahug pitches. On the shoulders of this dusky hurler rests the difficult task of pitching. It is even considered that a baseball team's victory pivots on the pitcher's mound. Seasoned by a term during the last interscholas­ tics meet, it is assured that we have a man who knows his job... that of dishing out that ball in the right way. Agustin is ably assisted at the equally difficult and great job of catching by another reliable inter­ scholastics veteran, Angelino Caja. Still young but wizened at the task entrusted to him, their recent prac­ tice games against the leading diamond men from the local com­ mercial league shows his prowess behind the plate. They have had four practice games since the schoolyear opened. They slapped a 3-0 call on the In­ ternational Harvester nine with the finesse and touch of seasoned pro­ fessionals. Next on the tally sheet was the team composed of picked players — a selection... where they drubbed out a 6-0 victory. For a newly-organized team, they have shown more than enough. Of course that isn't an assurance that final victory should be ours, but people are going to have a hard time if they tangle with our boys.... practice game or not. There is Guillermo del Mar Jr. guardman for first base, as easy, agile, and alert as all first base­ men should be. Deft and cool, we've seen him in action as assured and reliable as anything. Roberto Iratagotia stands stolid and formi­ dable on second base, where he feels at home and is at his best. He is as spry as a gypsy. Third base has B. Sadaya for it's man, as eager and accurate and as deadly as his team's needs should be. So far, he has done a very magnifi­ cent job handling that side of the diamond. The chore of foiling bunts falls on H. Millado who fills the boots of a shortstop as ably as anybody could ever be. He is still young, and he'll grow from good to ex­ cellent yet in his field ... Speaking of fields, we have Fermin Caballero at left field and Mariano Ruedas Jr. on the left for high balls. Cirilo Abendan is keepman for center field. Coach Tancingco has high hopes, and a lot of trust and con­ fidence in his boys that this season. Page 26 THE CAROLINIAN the first of its kind, shall be the predecessor to a fine record of baseball history as any baseball team's history should be ... bright, colorful and the kind, the brand that any alma mater would look up upon with pride. Our USC volleybelles in their last game, that was during the opening of the CCAA volleyball, baseball, and softball leagues proved to be quite a little disap­ pointment when they lost to the CIT Maroons. We didn't know then that we were against a gang of seasoned and very experienced net-girls. They need more practice and a lot more on seasoning. The athletic potentials which our own volley-lassies is enough to tell that we have a very formidable team in the making. But the way things stand, we can't say much. Cap­ tain Alejandrina Salinas is superb but... as we said, the team still needs know-how. She has very reliable support from Cariota Me­ jia, and dark, pretty Rhesa Hipe. Nora Noel is another stalwart. The USC Green and Gold re­ tention drive is really a hummer... "Try'n Stop Me, Leo!" was Danny Deen's Invitation to skymaster Leo Shwager, 6' 5" stalwart of the visiting PAL Team. PAL won through the skin of their teeth against the CCAA selec­ tion. The latest game against the Cebu t City Colleges was an assuring fact we haven't lost anything yet by way of games or prestige. Our warriors are still the lords on our local amateur hardcourts. They slaughtered CCC, 72-56 period. On an invitation by the Holy Name College, our sister institution in Tagbilaran, Bohol, our boys left the HNC ball-men at the shorter end of a 74-61 score, which is another cup to their ball-bouncing cam­ paign. Southwestern College's Typhoons found out the hard way Commerce Powerhouse pose with gon­ falon for "Best Uniformed" team. Spon­ sor: Catalina Micubo. that not even gales or their makings of rough whirlwinds could help them get out of the 81-51 trap that the Warriors wove around them. It was just plain and unmodified massacre. Next on the line will be the Cebu Normal School Five . . . Chicken feed? That remains to be seen. The University of Southern Philippines Black Panthers have posed a threat to their crown re­ tention drive. A string of wins has made these Panthers dangerous and we have reason to believe that the Green and Gold Warriors are going to have quite a hard time bowling these people over. Still, there is little to doubt that the crown will still rest on Carolinian heads. • The Warriors is minus one good player, Fidelino Outo, who retired due to physical incapability. Well, he was a good and able Carolinian while he was around, and a better one inside the basketball court. We're sorry he couldn't stay longer with us ... Just the same, our thanks to him for whatever help he might have given us. THE INTRAMS Unfair!___ We shouted at the top of our voices. .. . Unfairrr! Well, there's nothing we can do about it anymore. It's all over. . . . we mean, the fascinating Intramural games.... is practically over and there's the champion .. . who else but the Commerce team? Imagine this debit-credit team romping off with the title. Reason for the vic­ tory: battle-scarred veterans from the varsity pitted against plain, un­ scratched and tinhorn cagelings. What the ex-varsitarians lack was the methodical fingering of Coach Baring. But speaking of coaches, isn't CSN coach Vic Cortes enough? Anyway, we hope that this mono­ poly wouldn't happen again next time. (That includes you too, Ed!) HIM Notice the way R. Jakosalem of the Commerce team (former skip of the V-team) shoots the ball? What gets us is the fact that he doesn't exert any effort at all in making points. He flips the ball as easy as you pick your tooth and the spheroid simply glides, grace­ fully, into the basket and proof.. . two more points! Let's keep black magic from the Intrams, Rudy boy. THE VARSITY The way our College Varsity team knocks out contenders for the CCAA crown makes their chances of retaining that trophy more rosy. If they could outlast the USP Black Panthers, the crown is as good as sitting pretty on their heads. Easy does it, boys — these Panthers are mean ball-handlers. FOUL-BAIT How to stop a foul-bait artist from springing traps are still many an opposition coachs' headache. The "Amazing Danny Deen" is the (Continued on page 30) OCTOBER, 1954 Page 27 Miss FLORA Z. TOMBOC College of Pharmacy Considering the fact however, that the Philippines is expected to be broiled in case the fire of the third world war explodes, it is but practical for her to join actively in the SEATO agreement, despite the objectionable features of the con­ ference." • Miss FLORA Z. TOMBOC, Col­ lege of Pharmacy, says: "The SEATO conference is one of the greatest strides the Free Nations can undertake against Communism. Its aims and propositions are quite grave and its outcome will greatly influence the whole world. The formation of it might even embitter the USSR and other Communist nations and make them more ag­ gressive in breaking the chains of WHAT DO YOU THINK? (Continued from page 17) democracy. However the SEATO pact is the most needed pact today. The Southeast Asian countries are many in number but taking into cdnsideration the strength of each it is very clear that each cannot protect herself against the evil, ideologies, and as long as they will not unite into one solid body with a definite aim and with the necessary protection lrom the United States, England and France, one after another, each country will collapse and the world will be hell itself." • Mr. JOSE L. CERILLES, College of Law, says: "The real motive of the proponents of the pact is to have an alliance patterned after that of NATO, and will only amount to a copy of the ANZUS or the Rio pacts which calls for consultation in case of aggression against any signatory. Whichever it will finally be my opinion will not vary. Basically, what is giving life to the Communists' expansion is the defect in the victim-nations them­ selves internally. A case in point is Indo-China. Had Indo-China been granted independence, her people would have been hardened against any change in her govern­ ment system. Freedom had been for so long her cherished aspira­ tion that her people took an oppor­ tunity for change at first grasp. I subscribe to the idea that economic stability and the solution to social ills are the best weapons against Communism. This, coupled JOSE L. CERILLES College of Law with an individual alliance with the United States, is more practical and beneficial, and less cumber­ some. A like set-up expedite action with the least delay. After all whether there be an Asian army or individual alliance, all these spring from the same strength: reliance on America's military strength and money. America leads the Democracies. Viewing it from our point, I say that a better pledge on the Philippine-United States Mutual Defense Assistance as that to be taken up by Dulles and Garcia a few days hence is of better use in our fight against Communism. The simpler a thing is, the less trouble there will be, to recall a basic tenet in Philosophy." CATHOLIC TRUTHS? (Continued from page 4) suance of knowledge and, there­ fore, is occupied with half-truths. Partial truths, however, if put to­ gether piecemeal, never will lead to that truth of which our Lord says that it makes us free (John 8, 32). And if we try to appraise the much-acclaimed progress of science at large especially at recent times: What has it brought mankind so far? Is our time and our genera­ tion more happy, more peaceful than former "darker", less enlight­ ened ages? Yes, there are a few modern conveniences which we en­ joy for which we are grateful and which we do not like to miss, but so far they did not help us in any substantial way to solve the basic problems with which mankind is laboring. The single fact that the greatest advance in modern science, the knowledge of the atom and the successful control of nuclear ener­ gy, is still the most strictly guarded secret and that mankind is kept in constant fear and trembling by it, shows that we still do not have the full truth, or at least that man still does not know how "to live up to that", otherwise atomic energy would have been used in a more constructive way for the econo­ mic and moral advancement of mankind. Obviously there is something missing in our knowl­ edge and search for truth, a noncognitive factor which seems to be essential for its full understanding and even more vital for the "free use thereof", as Columbia Univer­ sity's bicentennial motto claims. Cardinal Newman was certainly right when he expounded his idea about a university: "Here, then,*. I conceive, is the object of the Holy See and the Catholic Church in set­ ting up universities; it is to re-unite things which were in the beginning joined together by God, and have been put asunder by man... It will not satisfy me, what satisfies so many, to have two independent systems, intellectual and religious, going at once side by side, by a (Continued on page 36) Page 28 THE CAROLINIAN DO YOU KNOW? (Continued from, page 11) MEET ME TOMORROW (Continued from page 6) a voice, too loud, he thought. "What's this all about? I mean this ... this ..." "It's more than that," she re­ plied with a tired, resigned ring in her voice. "You see, father knows about last Saturday's ...." Last Saturday's ... he ought to have known that, he mumbled. Her voice trailed off into silence as he brought himself back... to that night.... ... he saw her coming to meet him at the comer which was a block from her house. She had told her Papa that she was going to Liza's ... but they hailed a taxi and it went straight to the party... the partyl .... the half-drunk men, the careless looks in the eyes of the women ... the half-lit room ... the soft music ... Gloria digging her face into his chest, her hair brush­ ing against his cheeks... he re­ membered faintly their having been swayed by the lulling beat of the music... having been lost to the world... till a pair of be-ringed hands broke the spell! ... he turn­ ed to gaze at a couple of dilated fireballs for eyes..........rough hands dragging Gloria away from him ... her shriek ... her call... and the rasped of a fog-horn voice ... "You slut... so this is where you have been spending your week-ends ... Liza's ... hah! . . . this den of devils, this scamps for friends?" It all happened so quick... the confusion that followed ... left him dazed ... his senses half-dead ... he looked around... saw the dis­ ordered chairs .. . the paper-littered floor... then he regained his sen­ ses. The party . .. Glor... he shout­ ed her name as the last strands of the spell wore off... shouted again :. . Only the pressing wall of silence greeted him. He rushed out of the room like a madman and met the cold midnight air as he cut across the lawn. Under the dim-lit gate he saw her bundled inside a black sedan and before he could open his mouth, the car vanished into the night. He spent a sleepless night tossing in bed. He woke up late and saw on his table, his name scribbled hurriedly on an envelope and recognized her handwriting. Cauchy was an admirable type of a true Catholic savant. A great and indefatigable scientist, he was at the same time a loyal and devoted son of the Church. He professed his Faith publicly and found great pleasure in works of charity. His politico-religious writings attest to his faith in both the legitimacy of kingship and the Catholic religion. Jean Leon Foucault (1819-1868) He studied medicine, but between the years 1845 and 1849 entered upon physical researches. He worked along several lines. With Fizeau he experimented upon the interference of red rays, while with Regnault he studied binocular vision. We are indebted to him for the experiment overturning the emission theory of light, defended by Kepler, Newton, and Laplace. Contrary to this theory he found that light travels faster in air than in the denser medium of water (1850). He demonstrated (1851) by means of the pendulum and the gyroscope the rotation of the earth upon its axis. In 1854 he became physicist to the Imperial Observatory. He improved large telescopic lenses and reflec­ tors, and devised a method for silvering the surface of a glass reflector. The so-called Foucault currents are heating currents of electricity developed in a disc of metal rotating between the poles of a strong magnet. Foucault at first appeared careless in the performance of his religious duties, but in later years ne was a practical Catholic. He possessed a poorly developed body. Says Lissajous, a contemporary physicist: "It seemed as if nature had undertaken to establish a striking contrast between Foucault's physique and his intellectual powers. Who could have suspected the man of genius under this frail appearance?" ".... Johnny, what's wrong?" Her voice brought him to him­ self. He looked at her. Hunching his shoulders, he said in an under­ tone, "I know the rest. . . did they beat you up? Tell me. ..." "No, but they are sending me away ... I don't know where. Oh, John, what am I going to do? I know my father too well... He's • going to keep his word. He's going to send me away." He didn't answer her. He just stared. After a while, he saw her pick up her books and said some­ thing. "I'd better go now. Papa might...." "The old goat'll be waiting eh?" the sarcasm twisting in his grima­ cing mouth. "Yes. Why?" she queried. "I'll see you home Glor," was all he said. He stood and whipped out a five-peso bill from his shirt pocket and placed it on a platter besides the sevienth bottle of beer, "and to heck with the change", he muttered under his breath as he gently guided her towards the door. "But Johnny, if Papa sees me..." she faltered. "With me, you mean," he spat. "And what's he going to do about it if he does?" "He might... might beat you up..." she half-cried as he started to coax her along. "Let him try," he seethed. Her house stood squat in the sun. The rays, glaring and gay, glanced off its glass windows. She opened the gate slowly... reluctant­ ly. He followed and almost bumped into her when she turned to make one more plea. "Please Johnny, don't start anything rash. Why don't you.. ." "But I only want to square things off with him," he retorted. "But he won't see it that way!" she stopped when she saw the use­ lessness of a further request. She turned her back on him and walked. She knocked and her father thundered off her name. She quail­ ed and trembled—looked at Johnny. The stubborn insistence in his eyes left her cold with fear. Foot­ steps tramped inside and stopped as the door swung open. She saw her father at the threshold his hairy fist grasping the door knob and a crumpled newspaper clutched at the other. "What are you gaping at — my face? Get inside!" her father bellowed. Seeing her speechless and white with fear made him look over her ... over her trembling shoulders. (Continued on page 38) OCTOBER, 1954 Page 29 THE KEYHOLE (Continued from page 27) booby trap. Enemy players tagged with fouls on account of Danny's tricks are a dime a dozen. Flaws in the trap: Danny throws them charities into the wastebasket. Hey Dan, the basket's up there! BASEBALL Grand slam baseball is coming our way! With the formation of the USC baseball team, we'll be seeing plenty of duels — on the mound. Newly formed for the CCAA Baseball league next season, the Green and Gold sluggers are expected to make a grand debut. Thanks to Father Wrocklage, USC has moulded a great diamond team. Father W is also its moving spirit. Try seeing them during work­ outs you'll see what I mean. They have been shutting out other base­ ball teams in invitational games. Their victims: International Harves­ ter, and San Miguel Brewery niners plus some local selections. GRAND PRIZES The cleanest player, the best forward, guard and center of the Intramurals will receive awards in the form of we-dunno-yet. Hand­ shakes to Mr. Aquino, Otik Tecson and to Father Bunzel for having concocted such a lalapalooza of an idea. Thanks to the Cebu Referees' Ass'n for having contributed much to the law and order in the games. WONDERINGS... (Continued from page 12) love of a boy. He knows that he is in love with that certain girl. He likes her very much. To make the girl aware of his feelings, he, na­ turally would like to be her com­ pany, associate with her, laugh and cry with her. Through constant association, the girl will eventually be aware of the boy's honest in­ tentions. But the boy has not said anything about it yet. The boy doesn't know where to begin and how to begin. Pure love is funny. It makes one act clumsy, flimsy and ridiculous. He says the right things at the wrong places. In other words, he doesn't know how to use tact. The girl, too, if she is still at a quandary as to whether she should acknowledge his intentions or not, USC’s Man of Bronze KLFVEDQ DE JESUS This is a portrait of an athlete. Among the topflight pigskin hooters of the Philippines, he was pin­ pointed by the PAAF officials to play center-forward for the Philip­ pine Football squad in the recentlyheld Asian Olympiad. It should be remembered that de Jesus was the skipper of the San Carlos football team who copped the 1951 National championships in Manila. He has played with the San Carlos crew for four years. Fred is a BSE and AB graduate of this institution. Currently, he is a third year Com­ merce student. gets tired of waiting for the boy to say the right thing. Then she be­ gins to abhor him. Eventually, feels irritated of his presence. Finally, she hates him — and makes the boy aware of it. The boy then grows desperate. The result is frus­ tration. FOR MAN'S CURIOSITY (Continued from page 7) himself, "/or external luxury is pursued to conceal the nakedness of his own soul." Such worship of wealth leads to tyranny and injus­ tice towards others. Moral rehabilitation is a good cure for his degradation. Like a nation that had been devastated by war or a country that had been attacked by black plague, this ignominious degradation can be reconstructed back to God. It is high time to let every one under­ stand that they have become wan­ dering sheeps lost in a wilderness of sins and in the chasm of ma­ terialism. The reconstruction could be in the form of religious instruc­ tion in the schools. This would be a formidable tool for the gradual breakdown of this cancer which thrives in the minds of men today. Because if man were enlightened, he would naturally follow the rays that open his eyes amidst the pe­ numbra of sins. And in this stage of elucidation he becomes aware of the ultimate realization of his soul. Technical progress is in itself, good because it gives man a higher standard of living. Man should be free and happy. But happiness that exudes evanescent satisfaction and wantonly disregards the sal­ vation of the soul, is animal happi­ ness, if you don't mind the term. Once the body becomes a wellornamented home of avarice and greed, the soul losses its bearing like a wind-tossed ship lost in the wilderness of a raging tempest. We must "render unto Caesar the things that are Caesar's, and unto God the things that are God's." Curiosity, like love, is a com­ pelling urge. It devours anything and everything. It is like a cater­ pillar on a verdant herb eating all the green leaves it could find and leaves the herb useless, lifeless, and unwanted. It utilizes all its bodily structures for the satisfaction of the body. And the soul is forgotten. The desire becomes the grasping clamp of the body which reduces man's life into a meaningless animal existence. And if the body becomes a bundle of desires, it leaves the body useless, and vain-glorious for God. Curiosity should be properly cultivated through proper education and religious instruction. Then, and only then, can there be a perfect harmony between the created and the Creator. Page 30 THE CAROLINIAN CAMPUSCRATS (Continued from page J4) T^ROECD by E. Empinado I sought to pluck the strains of a discordant note which metamorphosed from a battered breast into a woof of groping undertones .... With warps of broken fibres from loose melodies I sought to weave rambling multi-tunes into a tapestry of silent music. I broke the stillness of mute lips with my song ... The echo of dying footsteps of a retreating silence consumes my loneliness under the denuded arches of a withering sky. ROTCHATTER (Continued on page 18) Negros Oriental. . . last year Corps Commander... a Summer Camp trainee... ATU, ROTC, PATC, Fort William McKinley, Rizal.... grad­ uated the Special Company Offi­ cers Course. ... Philippine Ground Combat School, PASC, Fort Mc­ Kinley .... Commander Cebu ROTC SUPREME FRATERNITY . . . Prexy of College Education of Senior Class Organization. . . . Cdt Col Conrado Ajero, present Corps Commander, a medalist. . . Cdt Lt Col Segundo Gonzaga, present Corps Executive Officer and Adjutant. A bright lad but not boastful, demanding but never domineering; friendly to all, but to none during drill time.... Cdt Lt Col Pulsedame Dumon, son of a business tycoon . . . hangs around with his flashy car. . . good conversationalist. . . Cdt Lt Col. Baltazar Padillia, Corps S-4 .... sings modern songs while doing his chore in the office... a true friend when you're in need .... Cdt Lt Col Vicente Dionaldo, Corps S-l.. . . ideal man . .. star player . . . better seen than heard. THE LEGEND OF HAWILI FALLS We miss the initiations of the commerce studes masterminded by JACINTO GADOR, Jr. and suave BENJAMIN YRASTORZA. The initiation was a common sight in the campus. I can still imagine GEORGE ARCILLA swaying his hips to do the hula-hula, (you murdered it mister). This reminds me of Dr. PROTASIO J. SOLON who they say gave a superb rendition of the "Waray-Waray." Complete with geslures and a, crooning voice a la Frank Sinatra during the faculty s acquaintance party. You see, he was — shall I blurt it out? TITA CUI is one who'll never dance out a boogie piece. And do you know that the chic BABY SUSON is a bookworm? Emilie Loring's her fav'rite. Yum, yum, I smell newly-baked cakes coming from the direction of the cookery class under tne gay Miss CARMEN CAMARA. Busy mixing ingredients is slender and graceful CORONA MADULA, look­ ing pretty as a picture. See? That was a wolf-whistle. Saw MAURICIO UY, CESAR MONTESCLAROS AL LIBRE (katsila to you), SAMUEL B. FABROZ AND JUANITO ALCUITAS with some other Loys craning their necks for a peep at the laboratory. The object maybe was the he-man, wavy-haired MARINO LIRIO who was a medicine stude before. Around him were beautiful pharmacy coeds. Serves them right for not taking pharmacy, eh? I have been told for the umpteenth time that CONCEPCION RIZARI is a dreamboat and that NORAH ESPAfiOLA has a beautiful panoramic smile. What technicolor terms you boys use! What next? RUDOLFO FONTANOSA is a swell friend to have. And here's something for Ripley. Dodong can turn his head fully at 45 degrees without feeling any pain in his neck when smart and fair NILDA PESTAflO crosses his line of vision. Carrying a T-square everyday to school is comely ELOISA PROSIA. Her classmates say her designs are magnificent. Atta girl, she will construct buildings. Nurses ESING SANCHEZ, LETA MENDOZA, MIN­ NIE REYES, DELING DIOLA, NECING GRAFE, BETTY GIL and PIN BLANCO are not contented with their lot. They are studying some more. Joe here says they have a very special reason. Oh yes, I almost forgot! The opening of the Basketball Intramurals was spectacular. Bashful, EVELINA CESPON, sponsor of the Liberal Arts team was lovely in a white dress with a blue ribbon, the team's color. There was teen-aged CATALINA MICUBO in green and gold who drew admiring comments. No wonder ROGELIO de la SERNA who was behind her almost stumbled when they entered the court. Vivacious ASCENCION CASTRODES in a figure-Architecture team. Incidentally, the Law team (that's our editor's) lost and the Liberal Arts (hurray! that's mine) won. Heard that player SOCRATES FER­ NANDEZ and sponsor TALING BORROMEO were downhearted. The hapless Lawyers should file a motion for reconsideration. They said, "WE WUZ ROBBED!" In spite of the deadline to beat and going up and down the big building for some snooping, it's still a pleasure being tied up to this column. You meet all sorts of students and learn their favorite hideouts. Anybody who wants to know where a somebody is, ask yours truly. That's my business and I really mean business. Any info you want, I'll do some detecting. Just keep in hand a chocolate bar. A treat of my favorite ice cream flavor will do or if you are a genius in math... really, did you think I'll do it for gratis? (Continued from page 8) shape, a transparent vapor which became a gentle spray forming a rainbow in the sunshine. The spray turned into a gushing spring coming from the exact spot where Hawili stood. Basins appeared, one lower than the other, seven steps in all, as a gigantic stairway. Down these basins cascaded the water into a pool. As the water kept falling to the bottom of the abyss below, Angelo recognized the same sweet sighing voice that had previously drawn him away from his plow. He heard a sweet song. He heaved a sigh of deep regret. Today, the incident is a living tale of woe. Hundreds of people in Capiz visit the Hawili falls — only to listen to the protestations of the lovely Hawili, the forlorn. OCTOBER, 1954 Page 31 SPEAKING OF MILITARY LEADERSHIP (Continued from, page 8) UPON SEEING THE WORLD (Continued from, page 16) (SDA) and the World Assembly of Youth (WAY) which have head or branch offices in New York City. (The WAY general headquarters is in Europe.) For his relaxation hours, he attended concerts in Broadway and visited places of cul­ tural interest in that gigantic city. After a week's stay in New York, he enplaned for Washington D. C. and underwent orientation classes especially arranged for vi­ sitors of the United States. The fa­ miliarization classes were held at the International Center where he had occasion to make friends with other foreigners. The classes he underwent were, to him, "some kind of a review," on account of the fact that most of the fundamentals taught in the lectures given them, he already learned from textbooks used by Philippine students in our high schools. He did not miss to see the most important and hallow­ ed sights of Washington, D.C. At the end of the week's orien­ tation classes, an international pro­ gram and ball was held. Each na­ tion had to contribute a number in the program. To show the inter­ national guests how much of a Filipino he is, Aller with two Filipi­ no UN-sponsored visitors fascinated them by dancing with Oriental grace, a native Filipino dance known as the Arimunding-munding. After a sumptuous dinner-party at the residence of an American family, Mr. and Mrs. Lees, of which Aller was a special guest, he left Washington, D.C. for Philadelphia where he had a date with the Na­ tional Students Association (NSA) — the headquarters of all student councils of majority of the schools in the United States. There he had occasion to meet Attorney Marshall McDuffie of New York, a recent visitor of Russia and author of "Russia, Uncensored," a serialized article in the Collier's magazine, during a television interview with NSA big guns as interrogators. Aller also exchanged ideas with student Zander Alexander, who had recently visited Russia as a member of the delegation of American Col­ lege Editors invited to observe con­ ditions behind the Iron Curtain. Alexander was a member of the panel of interrogators in that telea certain percentage, if not all, will respond normally to persuasive leader­ ship but never to that kind of per­ suasion which carry with it stinging personal revamps. If you are a cadet commander, always think that a suc­ cessful leader is one which rarely re­ sort to punitive measures. However, it can be said also that even punishment maybe administered in a persuasive way if it is fair, just and is imposed immediately after the offense. Fur­ thermore, it could be justified if it is appropriate to the offense, and really punishes the guilty person. One thing more: be sure that the punishment is administered in such a manner that the cadet punished, will be made to think like this. "I'M NOT GOING TO STEP OFF BASE LIKE THAT AGAIN." and not. "THEY CAUGHT ME; BUT I'LL GET AWAY WITH IT NEXT TIME," the latter being a very wrong attitude towards the punishment inflicted on him. In this particular subject, punitive vision interview of McDuffie, as in­ vited by the NSA. From Philadelphia, he went back to New York to receive his complete itinerary for his cross­ country observation tour of Ameri­ measures can be truly applied by the use of the proper techniques of leader­ ship. In the application of punishment, always bear in mind that each man with whom you work is distinct from the other one; there is no other indi­ vidual like him; therefore, you must know each man as an individual and handle him according to his individual characteristics. Here are some techni­ ques you can use: 1. Know your men 2. Take care of your men 3. Know the problems of your men 4. Develop an organization spirit 5. Build responsibility 6. Discipline 7. Keep your men informed 8. Know your job 9. Know yourself 10. Be yourself Remember that a well-cooked leader is one who can get along with his men in time of peace or in war. ca. (Editor’s note: This is the first of a series of articles written cover­ ing the glove-girdling trip of Emilio Aller. A continuation, "America, Unlimited", will be published in the December issue.) Page 32 THE CAROLINIAN ALUMNOTES USCAA PREXY TAKES "TIME OUT" Miss Fortunata F. Rodil, a Doc­ tor of Philosophy in Education and incumbent president of the USCAA, left last June for Iloilo to join the faculty of the University of San Agustin. Acknowledging her perspicacity in the field of education, the San Agustin authorities requested the doctor to share them some of her philosophical gumption. She is away from us temporarily, as she was only being 'borrowed" from USC on a one-year contract. Dr. Rodil was until recently teaching Philosophy, Sociology in the College of Education and in the Graduate School. KNOT-TYING .... Mauricio Uy, BSE 54 is rubbing elbows in the College of Law? A conscientious gentleman Mr. Uy was offered to teach the principles of out-put = in-put at the Holy Name College, Tagbilaran, Bohol but politely turned down the offer... He confided that to be a BSE is not yet enough for him consi­ dering his youthful bearing. Instead, if plans will not miscarry, after finishing law, he’ll continue his boyhood ambition — medicine, that is, if his Alma Mater will offer it. Yes, we know him to be a pre-med grad back in 1952. Reason why he sacrificed his dream course — because he hates to leave San Carlos. Hitch your wagon to a star, Muring! .... Tony Geronilla is now wielding his modus operandi at the DE office? A youthful Engineer, Tony is assigned in the Artesian Well dept, for the province of Cebu. So in case you ran short of aqua, this dexterous Engineer will always be at your service. It might be recalled that Tony passed the board exam right after his graduation from BSCE at the age of 18. Back in his student days this young swain also found himself etching articles for this mag. How about sharing us again your journalistic talents, Tony? Engr. Brigido Nemil, CE ‘52, now manages government projects. He's assigned in the construction dept, in the southern part of Cebu; while Celso Raboy, CE '53, busies himself in the drafting section of the DE office. Pablo Burgos, CE '53, is also connected with the District Engineer's office down at Tacloban City. Keep up the Green Cross burning boys! And speaking of Engineers, we've perspicacious Eduardo Tan, Jr., CE '50, employed as project Engineer of a certain local contractor. He's the man behind the construction of the PNB & Phil. American buildings in downtown (Continued on page 37) Finally, Mr. Bienvenido Villamor, one ol the most eligible bachelors in the faculty roster ol the College ol Engineering, decided to ditch the single blessedness in favor of connubial bliss with lovely educa­ tion coed Orfia Flores. With Fr. Jose Flores officiating, the "1 Do's" took place at the Cebu Pro-Cathedral last June 6th. Break­ fast at the bride's residence follow­ ed the nuptials, attended by the many friends of the happy couple. The groom was, until recently, a USC instructor in Civil Engineering; the bride, a junior education stude. Another Carolinian, Benjamin Ferrenal, followed suit when he got hitched to beauteous Adelina Villagonzalo of Ronda, Cebu. The ritual took place at the Sto. Rosario Church last August 12th. The groom, an A.B. graduate and erstwhile assistant of Mr. Sier(Continued on page 39) Hitched! Mr. Bienvenido Villamor, faculty member, solemnly places the matrimonial ring through the finger of his lovely bride, Orfla Flores, an Education coed. OCTOBER, 1954 Page 33 I, Je Facto by FRED SISON • No more tedious browsing over tiresome lecture notes. No more frenzied crammings for eleventhhour students. No more brainwrack­ ing over those dusty chemical formulas, mathematical theorems, etc. No, no more ol that — at least for a while. Those harrow­ ing mid-term exams are finally over and done with. Thank God! Now we can breathe freely and relax. Anyway, the October offensive is yet a long way off. We will be ready for it by the time it comes sneaking around the corner. In the meantime, we can stretch our cramped muscles and take it easy. And so does our Roving Eye. From pouring over interminably dreary lecture notes, it scans around and gazes on the other side where the grass seems greener. And there it feasts on lovelier, more captiva­ ting sights — school mags and student publications! My! but these are a sight for roving eyes! No doubt about it. So, dear readers, why not shake off the dust of your mid-term worries and join the Rov­ ing Eye in its thousand-and-one adventures? Are you ready now? Let's go! • Perhaps no other creature in this planet is as misunderstood and as maligned as today's woman. Poor little thing! With scores of captions men-critics all around her, watching her every move, she is mocked at, disparaged, and ridi­ culed right and left. Men now seem to find nothing in Eve's "weaker" descendants excepts faults, faults, and more faults. They ridicule her Italian hair-do, her Gypsy earrings, her "floating sayal", her high-heels, her lipstick, and heaven knows what else! In a word, woman now is literally no better than the help­ less rana vittigera we dissect in the laboratory. Only, of course, she is not as helpless. And then, too, she can fight back and answer the derisive remarks which her nonetoo-sparing, self-styled critics hurl against her, thus, Miss Dorothy Ng of the Orion (St. Theresa's College, Manila) lays stress on her edito­ rial: "In the eyes of a world grown old. she Is all things silly... to a world turned cold, she Is all thoughts senti­ mental. But In the core of her being she Is one who can soar and sing and live with a sense of living. In the man­ row of her heart she Is one who can feel that this Is no preparation for life. This Is life Itself. Life with the nagging sen­ sation of that hunger to know... to love ...to do. • Speaking of hard work in at­ taining an end, reminds us that there are a lot of students who be­ lieve otherwise. Rather than sweat it out like the others they would much prefer to use a simpler stra­ tagem: pulling the wool over the prof's eyes! It's much easier that way. Or so, they think. Such students never reflected for a mo­ ment to realize that they are fooling no one but themselves. Those, then, who never hesitate to "dishonor their ancestors" should pause awhile and ponder over these words from Mr. Arturo G. Penaserada of the City Collegian (Misamis Insti­ tute): "Do not cheat In the class. Cheat­ ing will make you cheap. You will lose your prestige of being an educated man or woman. You will have no more face to face your teacher, your classmates, and the world. You could never get away with cheating, once you allow It to root in yourself, and you can never get rid of Its disastrous and shameful effects until you die. There are plenty of people to remember you If you are caught cheating." • You may not believe it, but there are actually students who j seem to be "allergic" to — of all | things! — History. History sub- ] jects, that is. It sounds silly, to be sure. But you can't blame them entirely. You have felt an aversion towards the thing yourselves. Why, you ask, so I have to torture myself with memorizing dried-as-a-mummy (Continued on page 36) When dawn brings the curtain down like trembling stllleto wet with blood, the veins In me run the i scarlet strains to the waiting dregs, and, I, stand restless and forlorn. When day purloins the dawn Its red, it bleeds white the soul: draining my thoughts, my dreams, my hopes, away ... from me. I must hide from this loathsome thief of the night: slayer of beauty and grace, pirate of solitude and peace. j Where? Where? , Quiet... the day comes ... > coming, coming ... has come. j Give me a room to quell my sorrow keen. A room In the barrel of rum, | or a nook In the battle of gin. I With Bacchus as mate, we'll sail the stygian darkness unafraid: | seeking the Unseeking — that is She. Now, I hear the thunder of her footsteps, bursting Into frensy madness as glasses break Into fragile pieces. Broken pieces are broken stars of heaven: unclaimed and unhonored — that is Me. j Peace is mine by drinking wine as mountains turn Into Bacchus swine. j Bells toll the wedding rhyme and ! thunder spurts Its fiery ire: re1 fleeting the reflection of Lady Divine—sneering on wine's foaming Ire... Thus, with my grasp I felt her face eluding the dimension of space. Slowly my soul was fettered, scarlet dreams petrify Into abstractness of pulseless beats. Come, light, bring the truth. I, de Facto, can only own on ownless Me... Page 34 THE CAROLINIAN Section X astella na por VALE. t WHAT’S DOING .Addq. Sli&y. LIBRARY El Idioma Prohibido Tornado del Criterio p. 333, 13 de Mayo 1954 por FRANCISCO LUIS BERNARDEZ ADIE que conozca medianamente la historia de la cultura hispanica puede ignorar lo mucho que esta debe al noble y eslorzado pueblo gallego. Desde su rinco del noroeste iberico, alii donde las indomitas olas cantabricas hallan espacio a su furia en la inmensidad del Mar Tenebroso, los celtas peninsulares (hermanos de los que en Irlanda, en el pais de Gales y en el Finisterre frances siguen representando a una de las razas mas antiguas del mundo) contribuyeron decisivamente al desarrollo es­ piritual de la gran familia que Espana, Portugal y medio continente americano constituyen. Infinita seria la lista de nombres y de obras que respaldan semejante asercion. Reduciendo la copiosa nomina a sus terminos lundamentales, podria recordarse, por ejemplo, que Paulo Osorio (uno de los padres de la historia universal) y el papa San Damaso, epigralista ilustre, fueron naturales de Galicia, y que en el mismo solar vieron la luz hombres como Fray Benito Jeronimo Feijoo y como Fray Martin Sarmiento, por no citar varones de la talla del medico y filosofo Francisco Sanchez, del cronista Sarmiento de Gamboa, del poeta Trillo y Figueroa, del humanista Fray Jeronimo Bermudez y del genial escultor Mateo, artista este ultimo que, siglos antes, lego al mundo esa petrea maravilla conocida con el nombre de Portico de la Gloria, cilra y flor de la catedral compostelana y de todo el arte espanol de su epoca. Pero, con ser grandes, no fueron estos altos seres los que encarnaron de modo culminante el genio de su pais. Para descubrir los supremos representantes del alma galaica es preciso internarse por la densa y profunda floresta de los Cancioneros primitivos (el de la Vaticana, el de Ajuda, el de Colocci-Brancuti), donde voces como las de Martin Codax, Mendino, Pero da Ponte, Bolseyro, Gomes Charino, Ayras Nunes y Lopes de Ulloa dieron fe con sus trovas de un sentimiento que ha de mirarse como el auspicioso amanecer de la lirica peninsular. En el dulce y recio idioma de Galicia llegaron hasta las epicas tierras de la Espana medieval la luz y el aroma de la mejor poeia de Provenza y de Italia, y en el recio y dulce idioma de Galicia (considerado durante siglos como lengua consubstancial de la mayor maestria lirica) se extendieron a lo largo y a lo ancho de la Peninsula, penetraron en sus castillos y en sus alcazares, y subiendo hasta los regios Solios, hallaron en la augusta pluma que redacto las sagradas Cantigas alfonsinas el instrumento de su mas alta perfeccion. Centurias mas tarde, el viejo (Continua en la pdgina 37) • You are inside that room. Dozens of eyes glare at , you. You feel conspicuous. You dive into the nearest chair and hide — hide yourself from the steady focus of those eyes. Then you begin to realize that you are not alone. Then you feel comforted. Steadily, you i brace yourself and rise. Then, you start thinking .. . What's in here? How should I begin? Where? Then you get that brainflash .... The Carolinian! Somebody wrote something about this place — this place that is I suppose to enrich one's way of imagining things. Well, , let me see.. . (Then he starts picking up a copy of the Carolinian j and read — "What's doing in our Library?" Here's i what he read: MORE BOOKS ! Good news to Library customers! Our library was just recently invaded by many books. Purchased from another school which closed its doors were 1300 volumes, while 80 more books were bought from a private source. Another shipment of used but still useful books from stateside donors arrived. The Library of Congress, Wash., D.C. mailed USC 8 volumes in exchange for material sent by our university. And our library still expects more arrivals after it sent 4 packages of dupli­ cate books and magazines to the U. S. Book Exchange. Meanwhile, exchanges with other universities and col­ leges in the country are going on. All this for the good of our book worms. THE BEGINNING For the first time, the USC library has agreed to ] loan a number of books to another college library in I the city for the benefit of the SCA. Other Catholic I schools are doing the same. This marks the beginning ! of inter-library loans which was the plan of the librai rians during their first regional convention here in Cebu. I Remarkable indeed! There is a need for full cooper­ ation among all the libraries in the Philippines to serve the common purpose of supplying the Filipinos I with food for their hungry minds. And the challenge | is in our midst to make use of this opportunity, friends. ALUMNI PATRONS The increasing hunger our USC alumni have shown in loaning books from our shelves is worthy of praise. They have the privilege to read as many books as their minds could yearn for. However, the library expects something in return from them. Most of our alumni are salaried-people. Well, if they could pool their resources for the betterment of our library — and for themselves, that would be a great idea. That is only a suggestion, by the way. Or, they could use their influence to let the Jaycees contribute books for our library — and this would be another great idea. Well, who's going to make the first move? (Continued on page 39) OCTOBER, 1954 Page 35 ON DA LEVEL (Continued from page 13) today to whom dancingeth is more important than eatingeth. And a lady by the nameth of Cleopatra said: Nestorius, thou art forgiven for thy sins. Will thou be gladeth to danceth with me in a jameth sessioneth? But Torius shaketh his head for he liketh better to go to a cockpit. He prefers to keep his mouth shut and his mind open. Blessed is that girl that heareth me and watcheth my movements and waiteth for my soul. To thee have I lifted my eyes, who dwellest in Room 235, second row, first seat. She cried: "Go then if thou wishes to go; but may the devil blesseth thy fate with insufferable pains for thou hast disobeyed my commandments. Didst thou heard the saying whoever speaketh ill of any things bindeth himself for the time to come, but he that feareth the commandments shall dwell in peace?" But still Torius went and on his way thunder clappeth in his ears, lightning flashed before him for he hast disobeyeth thy lady's wishes. But then behold! The sky cleareth, the birds singeth in the trees, the sun riseth in the north and sets in the south for he hast not forsaken his duty to his people. Then hark! The jukeboxes howleth its glad tidings and the faithful multitude fell upon their crooked knees in homage. Praise be to Frankie Laine, to Johnny Ray and to Gogia Pasha. And again Behold! The cinemascopic horizon of happiness appeared beyond spreading the glory of the universe. For blessed is the man that hath not slipped by a word out of his mouth and is not priced with the remorse of sin. So Torius bowed down and with reverence in his face said; haec olim memninisee juvabit. Magna est veritas, et prevalebit. Non omnis moniar in saecula saeculorum; mea culpa, mea baga, mea capitulo. And so endeth The Greatest Story Ever Toldeth. I promiseth to returneth. THE ROVING EYE facts, dates, places, and people which would not be of any practical value? Why waste precious mo­ ments on things of the past which no doubt, only history teachers are interested in? But perhaps, this is where you may be wrong. Perhaps you should reflect a moment and listen to what Miss Araceli Salazar of the Scholastican (St. Scholastica's College, Manila) has to say: "Let History take you tor a moment out of the narrow confines of your hori­ zons, and how, you fhe pageant of man­ kind, from the earliest Paleolithic Age, to this age of atom bombs. Communism. TEARDROPS by Elsie B. Veloso Softly falling on a placid cheek, like raindrops on a blade of leaf, precious as diamonds on a goddess' feet Priceless as woman's tears could be. Falling tears. . . demand Eyes with tears. . . command And hand in hand, it conquers you. . . The Man. (Continued from page 34) and Democracy: In Ifs wonderful pano­ ramic screen, history parades before you Egyptian pharaohs in their temples and tell-tale pyramids: Napoleon at Water­ loo, etc. etc.... This Is the panorama that history offers you. This Is the story of mankind. And what have you to do with It? Why should It be History and You? It should be so, because It MUST be so." We have been roving around for quite a while now, and our Rov­ ing Eye is getting bleary and heavy-lidded with each passing second. There is danger of its being strained and over-taxed from too much blinking at every lovely sight it could feast on. And they say, too much of anything does more harm than good. As the Greeks themselves would put it, the best policy should be "Nothing Overmuch." With this in view, our Roving Eye bids you adieu, readers, lest too much roving around might do it "more harm than good." And, surely, you don't want any thing to happen to it, do you? So Byebye, for now__ WRONG BALCONY, JULIET! (Continued from page 9) still kicking? Toodle-do, prof." To­ day's teenager accompany all these palavers with a salute, a wave of the hand and a vigorous backslap. It's scandalous. It's a hopeless case. Lastly they aren't the weaker sex anymore as they used to be. They pack enough walloping pow­ er in their arms and mitts to de­ molish a tartanilia. I won't be surprised when some of these days a female would take on Rocky Marciano for the world's heavy­ weight championship. They smoke our brand and even gurgle our choicest whiskey with or without chasers. The United Nations should do something about this. And if they decide to wipe womankind out of this world I'd volunteer for the job. But of course there are excep­ tions. In fact our present Juliets have some advantages which the old Juliets didn't have. Today's Juliet takes a bath and brush her teeth more often than did the Juliets of long ago. The old Juliets didn't even have the nerve to use a toothpick. And speaking of baths, we have this to say. The old Juliet takes her annual bath in milk. Now our Juliets are more advanced and practical. They drink the milk! How is that for economy? So as things stand now they are still standing. Here's my saving clause: There are always two sides to a coin; you can look at either side of it and still sketch your own con­ clusion whether it's good or bad for the eyes. CATHOLIC TRUTHS? (Continued from page 28) sort of division of labor, and only accidentally brought together. It will not satisfy me, if religion is here, and science there, and young men converse with science all day, and lodge with religion in the even­ ing. ... I wish intellect to range with the utmost freedom and re­ ligion to enjoy an equal freedom, but what I am stipulating is, that they should be found in one and the same place and exemplified in the same persons." (Sermon 1 of the Sermons on Various Occa­ sions). Page 36 THE CAROLINIAN EL IDIOMA PROHIBIDO (Continuaciin de la p&gina 35) CAROLINIANA (Continued from, front inside cover) lenguaje cobro nueva dignidad en las obras de una legion de creadores que Rosalia Castro, Eduardo Pandol y Manuel Curros Enriquez encabezaron de modo me­ morable, y que, creciendo sin cesar hasta el presente, cuenta hoy con personalidades tan solidas como la del poeta Ramon Cabanillas y la del ensayista Ramon Otero Pedrayo, lirmes pilares de una fe galleguista cuyo mas ardiente apostol fue hasta hace muy pocos anos el gran dibujante y escritor Alfonso R. Castelao. Cuando se piensa en todo lo antedicho, y cuando se anade a los ilustres nombres precitados los no menos insignes de Concepcion Arenal, Emilia Pardo Bazan, Nicomedes Pastor Diaz, Ramon del Valle Incldn, Julio Camba y tantos otros gallegos que en su lengua natal o en la de Castilla enriquecieron incalculablemente el acervo cultural de Espana, resulta verdaderamente inexplicable, de puro absurdo, que el gobierno del general Franco, es decir, de un hijo de Galicia, persiga de manera tan implacable al pueblo de las cuatro provincias del noroeste hispdnico en lo que el tiene de mas espiritual, o sea en su idioma. Porque la triste realidad es que cada vez son mayores las trabas puestas por el regimen franquista al libre cultivo de la lengua de Rosalia, y que a la hora actual no se permite en el suelo galaico el uso de ella sino en escala estrictamente domestica. Quiere esto decir que, si bien esta mds o menos tolerado el empleo del gallego hablado, hay obstdculos practicamente insalvables para la franca difusidn del gallego escrito. Disminuidas sus vias de acceso al libro (con ruinosas consecuencias para mds de una meritoria empresa editorial) y cerrados casi en absoluto sus medios normales de Hegar al periddico y a la revista, el gallego parece condenado nuevamente a convertirse en una lengua puramente oral. Y digo nuevamente porque no es la primera vez que el idioma de los Cancioneros antes mencionados se ve expuesto a sufrir tan injusta pena. Desde los albores del imperialismo fernandisabilino hasta poco antes del crepdsculo colonial de la Espana borbonica, la voz de Galicia vivio refugiada, efectivamente, en el corazon y en los labios del pueblo, para ser devuelta, hacia las ultimas decadas decimononicas, a las plumas de quienes reanudaron brilliantemente una tradicion literaria interrumpida durante cuatrocientos anos. HAVE YOU HEARD THAT ... Cebu City. Word has reached us that Cupid is gaining momentum after him. It will not be too long from now we ll see him using the ring in his right middle finger. This will be realized, of course, when he'll pay a visit to one of the parish priests of Misamis Or. and get it up, if you understand what I mean. .... Veneranda Sabalones, a mathematician by avocation is breaking in her favorite "menu" at Manuel Roxas College down in Dipolog, Zambo del Norte? Vene’s intelligentsia is beyond reproach and we believe she's the right marm in the right position. Conscientiousness is the keynote to success. Do you agree with me, Vene? Kudos to you! On the top of the heap is ex-campus glamour girl Lita Mausisa who also knacks her Accounting know-how in the same institution. If memory doesn't betray, this damsel was an active member of the Lambda Sigma Kappa. I wonder if any Sigma still exists in her school if for the sake of appeasing the nostalgia. Just the same, my belated congrats to you Lita........ if you ditch a saving in the Phil. National Bank, Cebu Branch, a clubbable Carolinian is (Continued on page 38) Upon Seeing the World, Aller came back "dis­ gusted" Instead of being encouraged upon seeing the things the rest of the world have and which we do not have — yet, he was discouraged! Well, surely he did not intend to sound pessimistic about it but the way he said it makes us feel small indeed. How Effective Could the SEATO be? is the bone of contention thrown to the arena of discussion by C. Melia. You may or may not subsribe to their opinions. JPR means Jose Protasio Rizal sez Nestorius. In reality. He's Joe P. de la Riarte who keeps in touch with the USC alumni through his Alumni Chimes. There are still a lot more of reading matter that is all worthy of your kind eyes. Read them all and be refreshed. (Continued from page 33) Por obra de un poder politico que no se cansa de invocar el valor de la cultura de Occidente, uno de los idiomas mds hermosos y mds antiguos del extremo meridional de Europa sufre incompresible persecucion. Pero de muy poco valdrd ella, sin duda. Porque lo que ha resistido durante cuatro largos siglos el encono y la insensibilidad de la fuerza cesarista mds pugnaz que la Peninsula conocio, bien podrd sobreponerse ahora a la hipocrita sana de un regimen cuya subsistencia en al cuadro de las potencias occidentales no depende precisamente de la voluntad de quien le da nombre. Como todo lenguaje verdadero, el de Galicia es un ser vivo y palpitante que, a la larga, ha de triunfar inequivocamente. Porque el pueblo (inexpug­ nable baluarte de toda tradicion genuina) lo guarda amorosamente en lo mds puro de su seno inmortal, para que alii aliente con su vigor de siempre hasta el dia en que sea posible entregarlo de nuevo a quienes lo fijardn en obras dignas de continuar una linea literaria y artistica que empezd hace casi un milenio. De todos modos, no estd de mds senalar aqui nuestro repudio a algo que constituye un agravio a cuantos integramos la familia cultural hispanoamericana, deudora en buena medida del grande y noble espiritu gallego. THE ROMANCE . . . (Continued from page 25) did many a Carolinian offer volun­ tarily their services to act as coordi­ nators of the National Movement For Free Elections at the expense of endangering their lives? Why? Why did USC soldier-boys (ROTC) offer their services, without a thought of remuneration, to act as poll­ watchers and running the risk of being shot to death, in the national elections of 1952? So that we can have untrammelled elections that is truly representative; so that our country under the guidance of the Almighty can proudly have a "gov­ ernment of the people, by the peo­ ple, and for the people." And the romance of USC elections is not in vain! OCTOBER, 1954 Page 37 MEET ME TOMORROW HAVE YOU HEARD . . . (Continued from page 37) always at your service? You can count on CPA Cipriano Velez, BSC 50, when Bank problems beset you. And speaking of CPA's, Sinforoso Chua Dodong to you) is perpetuating his Accounting crackajack in downtown. Dodong, we recount, was the USC bookkeeper before attaching a 3-letter after his name. Jorge Alcoseba another CPA practitioner is also buckling down his debit-credit know-how in the same stead: while Rosario Du another dyed-in-the-wool Carolinian is hanging her CPA shingle somewhere in Mindanao. .... Loreto (Loring) Aranas, BSHE ‘54, is practicing now her acquired "inheritance in her hometown Carascal, Surigao? Words received from DICK said that sheis always busy preparing the household chores. Is this a preparation for the BIG DAY, Loring? .... Victoria Barrameda, (still at it) is the mathematician of Opol Institute, Opol, Mis. Or.? She also teaches Phil. Social Life and Home Economics. Versatile, eh? .... cute, dexterous, and convivial Marina Togonon is back to her beloved parents and is now a full-fledge maestra in her hometown, Oroquieta, Mis. Occ.? She's now wielding a big stick at the Harvardian Colleges, Oroquieta, Mis. Occ., teaching the science of quantity, her matinee idol. She also find herself teaching the Shakespearean tongue in the HS dept, of the same school. We believe Maring's star will always shine if we have to base it on her scintillating gestures. .... Floro Ricamora, one of the well-dressed swains of the College of Education during his student days, is expounding the past events to the students of Dumanjug Catholic School? Besides recounting the past, he also purports the fundamentals of Retail Merchandising to his students. Is this in consonance with the Retail Trade Act, Flor? How about your elder brod, Joe, still at a loose? .... stoical Estela Dunque is performing the act of Humanity? Words sipped in that Tele is connected with the Red Cross, Cebu Unit. In case calamity bolts, out of the blue, Tele can be of service to you. Indulgence to you, Tele. .... Irenea Grengia is now assigned as high school marm at Molave Prov'l Hi at Molave, Zambo del Sur? Conscientious and ingenious, Miss Grengia we believe can overcome all the vicissitudes around her. Ditto with Ismael Villamor, another pedagogue, who knacks his mental ingenuity at the St. Paul's Academy, Inabanga, Bohol, while Lourdes Anana is dead tired demonstrating to her students the in­ tricacies of gymnastics in the same institution. Is the red-letter day in the offing Ding? .... Mr. Gregorio E. Basalo, BSE *47, made a name for himself when he hurdled the recent Civil Service exams for senior teachers? He's grinding his brain as mentor at the Baybay Hi School, Baybay, Leyte. More power to you Mr. Basalo! .... Our very own Nestor Morelos will sooner or later leave for the Philippine Naval Base at Cavite for a 3-year stint in the navy? He was on the waiting list for the last four years, and recently an order came through for him to proceed at once to said naval base. Is this a relief of women's headache, Dong? Poor Nestor, we'll miss you a lot. ....who just took tfie air into our wholesome lobby? Dashing Luis Kintanar, who spent his pre-law days with us and his first two years in regular law, finds time recollecting the good ole days during his 4-year stay in USC. Lui, we remember, was one-time glamour boy of the campus among the weaker sex more particularly to BB fans. Yes, he also featured in intramural games and made a name for the Lex team. This time he is making a name for himself. Eureka! He's now a busy abogado. .... Enrique D. Macachor, BSC '52 busies himself jugging facts & figures in the Pepsi Cola acctg. dept.? Ange Libre, his pare, happily informed us that Eking is carrying the execution as one of the clerks of that firm. .... Emilio C. Montecillo, Jr. H.S. ‘50 is scribing notes at the State University of Michigan? He's grinding his gray matter as student in Industrial Engineering dept, after a 3-year stint in the U.S. Army immediately after his graduation from the Boys' Hi Dept. USC. Stationed at Fort Benning, Georgia, 508 Airborne Division, Junior represented his Company as the undefeated champion in boxing. He's an American citizen by birth. (Continued from page 29) Then he saw Him. "Johnny. ...", she said... rocking on her heels. She swayed on shaking knees. "So, the little lover boy is here!" her father thundered. "Sir ...", It was all he heard himself say ... the old man's words roared and drowned the rest of his sentence. After what seemed to be an eternity, the storm broke and he began again.... "I only wanted to say good-bye to her. I ought to have known at the start that a beggar like me isn't even fit to tread on the shadow of a girl like her. I love her, very quaint you might say, but I do. I suppose you hate me and her be­ cause we...." "Why you. .. .! Get outl Be­ fore I.... Get out!" the man flung at him. "Father", Gloria interrupted. "You can't.. ." but one brawny hand swept her toward the door and shut off the rest of her words. "Shut up, you wench... Her father's words stung her, but she turned and squirmed in his grasp and blurted........ "I'm coming back Johnny. I'll meet you tomorrow. . .. Johnny. ... please wait for me Johnny. . . ." He stopped when the door slammed in front of his face and stepped back. For a long time he stared at the door, and then with bent head, started down the stairs. "I'm coming back Johnny ... wait for me..." he heard her say again. Slowly, his feet like leaden weights, he turned back, and trudg­ ed, broken .... homeward. II He rose from the bed, on hear­ ing the knocks that rattled the bottles on the table, he placed be­ side the door. A boy greeted him and handed him a folded piece of paper when he swung the rasping door open. He looked at the boy who said nothing, and opened the folded piece of paper. What he read brought frowns to his face.... Dearest Johnny, I promised you I'd come back to meet you. I asked you to meet me ... Look out the window darling. I’m coming down the street. I'm sorry darling, but I love you. I guess I'll always feel the same way. Always, Glor (Continued on page 39) Page 38 THE CAROLINIAN WHAT'S DOING ... (Continued from page 35) MAILING PROBLEMS Continued difficulties in receiving magazines through the mails as well as the problem of effecting pay­ ment quickly and more cheaply, with 100 percent surety of getting the copies, confront our library presently. It's regrettable that the mailing service has not improved. On the contrary, more magazines seem to get lost on their way. The mailing rate too, is very slow. ELECTED Three cheers for Mr. Vicente Espiritu, our assistant librarian! Succeeding Fr. Baumgartner and Miss Narcisa Vivera were elected chairman of the Committee on Program and of the Committee on Membership, respectively. Congrats Father! Same to you also. Ma’am! ENGINEERING STUDENTS Our Engineering students seem to be allured by their reserved place in our library. Sometimes, the place can't accommodate them all. What about the other tables, boys? BOOK SMUGGLING We often hear of smuggling of goods, arms and ammunition, cigarettes, and dollars ... all happening in our country today. But another form of smuggling has infested, not our country, but our own library. It is book smuggling. You would be surprised to learn how many books have disappeared from our open shelves. Hundreds of them! The books' accessibility to all presents an easy prey for dishonest intentions. Fr. Baumgartner believes that if not all of the stealing is done by the students, most of it is. Hey, dishonest comrades! Why can't we follow our Christian virtues? BOOK HANDLING Calling all English teachers! Fr. Baumgartner com­ mented on the students' ignorance in handling books. Ma'am and Sir, how about teaching the students the proper way to handle books? I have been bothering you so much. Better study your lessons now. Or get inside the library. Present your ID. Read books. Add more treasures to your mind. Bye! MEET ME TOMORROW P.S. Will you accompany me just this once? "Now, what the heck is this all about"?... he muttered. "If she's coming down why'd she have to write?" Some inner urge drove him to the window. A funeral pro­ cession was winding its solemn swath down the street. . . "Where is she?" he asked the boy! The boy just pointed to the open win­ dow and stared at him. "It's just a funeral... Funeral!.... She didn't go with it?".. . he asked the boy again. The boy nodded. "But why.All of a sudden it came to him... the horrifying thought that........ "It isn't...", the question hung in mid-air. "Yes, it is" ... the boy said, tears streaming down his cheeks. "But how?... what... why ... I mean ...", he stammered. "I'm a cousin. .. that letter and what you saw will tell you what you want to know..." and he strode out of the room. Shocked, Johnny just looked at the piece of paper he crumpled in one hand... he smoothened it and read it again... "Oh Glor why?" he almost sob­ bed ... He flew to the window. .. the hands that gripped the window sill, trembling, quivering lips call­ ing out her name over and over again. When the coffin passed, he cupped his head in his palms, the strength gone from his legs as he rocked to and fro, his face con­ torted in pain and sorrow. At length with head bent, he left the room and like something (Continued from page 38) lost, trudged unsteadily down the stairs. Out with the crowd, he fol­ lowed. .. He looked at the casket: "I followed you didn't I," he told her. Nobody seemed to notice him following her dead body in silence, the afternoon, glistening on his downcast, wet face. They didn't notice him gone till several days after the funeral. A friend has asked for him. Nobody had seen him around. They went to his room, the bed was unslept, the things in order. .. the eatery next his house yielded that he hadn't come around for three days already .. . Maybe the poor guy was too heartsick, he probably went home. A week after the burial, a man . gathering firewood, pass­ ed thru the cemetery. He said he saw a man bent over the newlyburied. The father heard this.. .. Police, they are robbing the dead. How did they know my daughter had jewels on when she was buried?. . . They rushed to the ce­ metery. . . They saw him, not bent but sprawled on top of her grave, as cold as the grave itself. A car horn in the distance stabbed the naked wall of silence as gentle hands picked him up. A little red book fell from his shirt pocket. A man saw it fall. .. a man with brawny hands, and hair-covered fingers; opened it slowly as if it would fall apart in his hands. On the flyleaf... in fine, red-lettered print he read... "To Johnny dear­ est... All my love, Gloria." The brawny hand leafed thru the reALUMNOTES (Continued from- page 33) vo, USC cashier, is presently em­ ployed in the PAL; the bride was until recently a teller of the Ac­ counting Section, Girl's Hi depart­ ment. In this case, birds of the same feathers . . . .birds! On August 11th the Sto. Rosa­ rio Church was again the scene of another wedding ceremony. Principals this time were Galileo M. Pestemo and Lolita Tacandong. The lucky benedict is a pre-med grad, class '51, and now a senior medicine stude in a local college; the bride is a senior education coed. ALUMNI IN FACULTY ROSTER In line with its paternalistic po­ licy of accommodating members of the USCAA whenever possible, the Administration added to its roster some alumni to teach in their res­ pective fields: Miss Laura Castillo, CPA., Ac­ counting; Miss Rosario F. Rodil, CPA., Accounting; Mr. Vicente Gorre, CPA., Accounting; Mr. Alfre­ do Albano, BSBA., Management & Economics; Dr. Felix Sabellon, LL.B., Legal Medicine; and Miss Cecilia Villagonzalo, Mathematics. maining pages and stopped at what was written last... it was dated the day before: "I love you Glor. Wait for me. I'LL MEET YOU TO­ MORROW GLOR... I'LL MEET YOU TOMORROW!" The man brought the tiny book to his lips and kissed it, grasped it and clenched his wet fist over it, and walked to the waiting cars. OCTOBER, 1954 Page 39 Rouge G A JL L E H Y Miss ESPERANZA FIEL College of Law It has been a common notion that female law students are as fat as their voluminous books and as eccentric as the legal Latin maxims. The picture of the charming lady above tries to disprove the veracity of the notion. Coy and unsophisticated. Miss ESPERANZA FIEL is a junior law student. She is considered one of the brightest students of the junior class. Inday, as she is affectionately called by her friends, when not reading her law books, tickles the ivory keys with the greatest of ease, ranging from Chopin to Mozart or vice versa. She also likes to solve mysteries with Perry Mason. Twenty one years ago. Inday, squeaked her first cry in the bustling City of Ormoc. Reared in a Catholic atmosphere and discip­ lined by never-spare-the-rod par­ ents, she remains, simple, unas­ suming and unaffected. She sel­ dom fails to hear mass on Sundays and on Holy Days of Obligations. Early in the morning, you can find her saying her prayers in Church. If only all of our ladies were of her kind, there could never have been a battle of the sexes. SditotiaQ. Stafifi BARTOLOME DE Editor-in-Chief TQMAS L. ECHIVARRE Associates : CASTRO IGNACIO SALGADO, JR. D EPARTMENTS: Literary : Alumni & Circulation Exchange: Rosario Teves Jose P. de la Riarte Ledinila Amigable Associates ROTC: Arts: Elsie Jane Veloso Felipe M. Verallo, Jr. Adolfo Cabailo G. Enad Tanudtanud Feature: Associates News: Nestor Morelos Samuel Fabroz Cesario A. Melia Eugenio Alvarado, Jr. Jesus de la Serna Associates Associates Sports: Adelino Sitoy Erasmus M. Diola Rex Ma. Grupo Alfredo Buenaventura Godofredo Sison Angelo Delute CORNELIO FAIGAO — Adviser ATTY. FULVIO C. PELAEZ — REV. BERNARD WROCKLAGE, SVD. Moderators this 2ssti& Page by TLEcliivarre, Front cover, inside 1 2 3 4 Caroliniana ...................................... Editorial ............................................ Anything You Say ..................... On Communism ............................. Hail Holy Queen ........................... Catholic Truths? ........................... The Romance of USC Elections Meet Me Tomorrow ....................... For Man’s Curiosity..................... The Legend of Hawili Falls ... Speaking of Military Leadership Wrong Balcony, Juliet! .............. Beyond My Nose ........................... Do You Know? ............................... On Eyes............................................ Wonderings ................................. Beating ’Round the Bush .......... On Da Level .................................. Campuscrats ................................. Carolinians, Beware! ................... “Upon Seeing the World” .......... What Do You Think? ................. ROTChatter...................................... Pictorial Section ........................... USC NEWS.................................... Sports .............................................. Alumni Chimes ............................. The Roving Eye .................................................. Seccion Castellana — El Idioma Prohibido What’s Doing in Our Library........................... Rouge Gallery . Speaking of the Very Rev. Fr. A. van Gansewinkel, SVD ................................................................. “Miri” ......................... Rev. Fr. Jos. Goertz, SVJJ ........................................................ Fred Sison ................. (Short Story) Rex Ma. Grupo .................................................. B. Dahildahil ...................................... Leo V. Liao Lamco .................................................... C. Mirabueno ...................................................... Nes Torius ........................................ Erasmus M. Diola ..................... Rev. Fr. M. Richartz, SVD -.................................................... Oriculo G. 10-11 .................................................... G. Sandoval ................................................................... Vicki ......................................... Nestorius Morelos .................................................. Rosario Teves ........................... Eugenio J. Alvarado, Jr. .......................................... Tommy Echivarre ............................................................ C. Melia 6 12 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 J.P. -------- L. Amigable 34 por F. L. Bernardez 35 ----------- Addy Sitoy 35 ---------------------------- 40 ------ Back cover, inside Faculty Out Oooet: The boy on the cover climbed a tree to watch ns when we had our plenie at Miramar. He Is not a College Student. But aren’t we all like him? A University is like a vantage point from where to have a look at the world and to see what people are doing. • Soon Atty. CORNELIO FAIGAO will be on leave for a semester or so. He will go to the United States to study or to observe "Rural Journalism". We wonder whether henceforth he will run a paper for farmers which would not be so bad in the era of revived agriculturism. Playing on a joke circulating among the Faculty and students, we suggest that the first thing to buy "back home" be an extrabright flashlight with three or four batteries, not in order to see, but to be seen__ Well, his strongest light is his pen, and deep with­ in him the delicate grasp of poetry, the fine feeling for language and the understanding of the human heart. These things made him a nationally famous poet and a highly ap­ preciated instructor. Good luck, Mr. Faigao, au revoir! the. acuity Atty. CORNELIO FAIGAO Mrs. REMEDIOS R. SORDO • Mrs. REMEDIOS R. SORDO will leave us for good. Her husband has been appointed Tabacalera's big boss for Northern Luzon. We hate to lose her, for the combination of her charm and energy made her a perfect teacher. In extra-curricular activities she was tops; just think of her float at the University Day Parade of 1953 and of the raffles she boosted. They say that she always gets what she wants, by her smile, or by her mas­ terful Spanish, English, and Ilocano, or by her tears; and if she does not get what she wants, she is graciously resigned... Well. Ma'am, good bye; we shall miss you. Thanks for all your work and worries with us. Adios . . . What always has been asked for... What we never could offer before... IS NOW This Hymn book with its accompaniment is now a "MUST" lor every Parish and Church Choir. • Easy compositions — easy to play • Nice readable printing • No turning of pages during singing or playing • Number of stanzas indicated at the end of each song • Size: 912 x 12 inches. • CATHOLIC TRADE SCHOOL f$f6 Ozaqccieta,