VoLUME ONE
DECEMBER -
1947
NUMBER ONE
IN APPRECIATION OF THE GOELET FAMILY
REMEMBERING
Some things you can just take without a "thankyou" . . . when your best friend gives you the $1.50 she's owed you for six long weeks. And even then, a little "thank-you" is in order, I'd say. But there are occasions that are too wonderful, gifts too generous to be overlooked by any of us. At this point, you probably can guess what I'm thinking of . . . our college, the magnanimous gift of people we cannot help but think of, the Goelet family. In these days, when the dollar supposedly is your compass, and the penny your good-luck charm, there are few persons concerned with charity of any sort. "Charity begins at home", they wince, and so it does with most of them. We are of the chosen minority, the handful who have felt the glowing warmth of charity all around us in our picturesque and beautiful college. We just CAN'T sit back and take all this for granted! We might never have known the oppovtunity that is open to us here, had it not been for the generosity of our benefactors. They are the ones who made possible the religious college education we are receiving, for they are the ones who sacrificed a home rich in memory of past days. We must remember the Goelet family, not now in a fleeting moment, but daily in prayer, often in prayerful gratitude. A vcte of thanks to them-we cannot forget.
It was just three short months ago when our Bishop visited us. ¡ It was opening day here at the college and the thrill of excitement was crowned by his presence. And now, we've heard the news that shortly after the New Year, Bishop Keough is leaving us to become the foremost Archbishop in the United States. When someone came bursting into my room with the news, I can't truthfully say I was happy, but I wasn't sad either. It was sort of a mingled feeling: joy, that someone I loved had received such due honor, and sadness, because he would no longer be my Bishop, the Shepherd of my diocese. I honestly can't express my admiration for the Bishop. It began quite a while ago, when I went to his house one day with Dad. He was like a Saint I had learned of, a true gentleman with a soft voice and smiling eyes. And then he offered to show me his new kitchen. I could hardly recall what the Bishop's kitchen looked like five minutes later, but I remembered the incident for a long time. I remember the way he let me kiss his ring for the first time, the day he confirmed me, and the day I knelt again to kiss his ring at graduation. These occasions built up the pattern of my devotion and admiration, and now I have heard that he is leaving. Bishop Keough is one whom I shall never forget, a man of God who truly bears his title, one who has done much for me and for everyone. He has provided orphanages, hospitals, homes, and love for those in his diocese. He will remain with us in spirit, though he goes on to a greater see. Our love, our profound gratitude, and sincere congratulations cannot express enough. Baltimore is fortunate.
BLUE FANTASY A sound like crashing thunder pierced my ears, The sound of dashing torrents 'gainst the shore, My place of silent wond' ring was now near, A ragged cliff, the key to Neptune's door. The stinging smell of sea-salt swept my throne As I once more beheld the foaming crest, And heard the aqua depths stir up and moan, To lull some wandering sailor to his rest. The sea whose heart lay in a sapphire realm, Whose soul was buried in a sandy tomb, A sea which viewed a wind-tossed helm, And roared an epitaph to mark its doom. I watched the sea which molds the lives of men, And knew tomorrow I'd be back again. RITA BELANGER
TRIBUTE Since this is the first year for the first Catholic Women's College in Rhode Island, a great responsibility rests on the shoulders of those to whom this task has been assigned. The faculty of whom I speak of Sal~e Regina College is at present small, yet it is sufficient for the student body, since we are only a freshman class. The faculty is as follows: Sister Mary Catherine, R. S. M., Superior and Librarian; Sister Mary James, R. S.M., Dean and Speech Professor; Sister Mary Ignatius, R. S. M., Treasurer and Professor of Romance Languages; Sister Mary Martina, R. S. M., Registrar, Professor of Social Studies, and Moderator of the International Relations Club; Sister Mary Evangelista, R. S. M., English Professor, Sodality Moderator, and Ebb T~e faculty advisor; Sister Mary ( contmued to page 3)
GREAT TIDINGS
EBB TIDE Established December 18, 1947 Published monthly by the students of Salve Regina College Newport, Rhode Island Editor-in-Chief
Patricia Byrne '51 Associate Editors
Jean Goday '51
Catherine Hogan '51
Jean McAuliffe '51
Art Editors
Ann Marie Cotter '51
Norma Haronian '51
Mary Reidy '51
Staff Reporters
Rita Belanger '51 Jane Mycroft '51
Eleanor McGrath '51 Theresa Walsh '51
Camille Haneult '51 Patricia Whalan '51
Circulating Manager
Mary Quinn '51 Typists
Frances Bridgeman '51 Genevieve Prachniak '51 Eileen Quinn '51
WE ASK COOPERATION Tide, the daily motion of ocean waters, is the result of the flawless co-operation on the part of God's precisionbuilt creations, the sun, the moon, the sea. All these natural forces work together to produce the salt waters' flood and ebb system. The Divine Architect knew what He was about when He adapted such forces to one another. In addition, He had His plans in order when He formulated out of nothing the beginnings of a race of rational animals, Adam and Eve. These two, the begetters of humanity, were fashioned to know, love, and serve God; and their descendants, the people of today, have inherited this awesome responsibility. In order to fulfill such an obligation, one must be educated. Educated, not in the sense of snobbish superiority, knowing a little more about cultural subjects than the average person of a particular era, but with the basic idea of understanding what is necessary for the salvation of the soul. Nowadays, a college course is helpful, for here we learn to face the various complexities of a twentieth-century world with courage and resourcefulness. That is, we absorb this knowledge if we come prepared for cooperation; the same concurrent labor as is necessary for exact, perfect rising and falling of the tides in what Homer referred to as "a great river, encompassing the earth." Our planetary system calls for the "establishment of a port," scientific terminology which means that the current of water is the same when a new moon peeps shyly from the heavens, or if a full orb sends its silvery rays upon the ebony of the earth. From this, the intermediate time of tides for other days can be determined. In the same manner, we can judge our own degree of success or failure in University life by how we build our foundations, and the way we plan to bring our college career to a conclusion. What happens in between is logically the consequence of our adjustment at the outset. So adjust we must. Students, faculty, and parents must labor hand in hand to make the next four years at Salve Regina College fruitful and happy ones; days, weeks, months crowded with activities that operate smoothly on the wheels of progress, well lubricated with the blessed oils of cooperation.
"I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old familiar carols play And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on Earth, good-will to Men!" -Longfellow Oh, the wonderful joyousness of Christmas time! Sleigh bells, the beautiful, pure, whire blanket of snow sparkling under a winter's moon, stars blazing in the velvet hearth of the sky, bringing to mind the shining light of Bethlehem, Christmas trees, little children speaking of Santa Claus, people doing special little kindnesses for one another, and cheerful voices calling Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas! The universal crib, the center from which radiates all this love and peace and extra joy, is here. How the greed-filled, avaricious leaders of this hoary planet can do with the messages of the Infant Christ. WI ould that communism could absorb the sweet humility of the Divine Babe and really love one another enough to hunger and thirst for their neighbor's good. Is it too much to ask that young Christians should so live that the followers of the various barren isms of the day would say wonderingly "See how these Christians love one another?" It is a sad commentary on the lives and philosophy of our times that neo-pagans are not so impressed. In Longfellow's time the world was torn and discouraged from Civil War here, and Europe was in one of its fluctuating periods between bewilderment, confusion, and uneasy peace. People wondered if times would ever be normal again. The youth of that generation fell to and weathered the storms in a temporary way, even as the youth of today must be a temporary salvation of the world of tomorrow. Youth of this time, build your future, not on the shifting sands of material gain and worldly advancement, but on the solid rock of the cave of Bethlehem and tomorrow's children will rise up and call you blessed.
ATHLETIC ANTICS From the very first moment when the energetic students of Salve Regina College stepped onto the front lawn gymnasium, various graceful displays have been attempted to the amusement of those watching. I believe that our school gym is perhaps the only one of its type in the United States. As the indoor gymnasium has not been completed, we have spent an hour each week on the front lawn where there is plenty of air circulating and as much room for the beneficial straining of seldom used triceps and biceps, (for the information of the non-biologists the afore-mentioned are muscles). Anyway we have all had a good laugh, as well as a complete workout. (Don't worry girls! It's a bodily supplement to our diets.) Leading this group of gaily prancing young seanymphs, is Mrs. Archie Dailey. An hour of compulsory training takes place each Thursday, supplemented by an optional hour of various sports chosen by the members of the class. Just to enlighten those who haven't yet recognized ¡ it as such, the very strenuous gymnastics in which we (continued to page 3)
UNDER HER SEA BLUE MANTLE
CHAMBERS OF NAUTILUS
DISCUSSION CLUB The Sodality of Our Lady, under the efficient direcThe Discussion Club, a weekly session of "charter tion of prefect Lucy Roberts, has been functioning satisfactorily in the college ever since the first week in October, intelligencia", is held on the second floor, last room on at which time the young ladies on the board gathered to- the right, (don't go wrong, now) of Salve Regina College. gether and inaugurated widely diversified projects for com- The members enter, at least a full three minutes after pletion within the year. Of course there is always the usual the last deafening clang of the bell, with effusive apolospiritual and temporal meeting each month, but the pri- gies and cheerful greetings to the presiding moderator, mary activity launched by our students for the benefit of Father Dillon. Without further ado, the "young ladies" the Missions was the Coronation of a Queen of the Mis- settle down and proceed to dissect the business at hand. sions in Salve Regina's "great hall". Eileen Schwenk of Racial Prejudice, General Organization and Plans of the Kingston, New York, was elected inamorata, and at her United Nations, and Christian Principles in Regard to crowning she presented to the Propagation of the Faith World Peace, are a few of the topics that have been studied Society, through Mother Mary Matthew, R. S.M., Mother with "microscopic observation". DRAMATICS CLUB Provincial of the Sisters of Mercy and President of the college, a generous contribution by the girls. A recent The Great Hall at Salve Regina College has been Penny Sale also resulted in a worthwhile donation. Elea- the beautiful setting for two productions presented by the nor McGrath, Chairman of the Mission Committee, had Regina Players, "Her First Assignment" in October and charge of this social and monetary success. the yuletide seasonal play "The Spirit of Christmas". Under the careful direction of Mrs. Thomas Donahue, our Friday, December the twelfth, at nine o'clock, twelve theatrical group promises us a big surprise in the near non-sodalists were received into our organization. This future. reception ceremony placed every girl herein enrolled under GLEE CLUB the protection of their patroness Mary, the Mother of God. The Queen's Choristers, Salve Regina's Glee Club, Furthermore, a Christmas pageant was presented to are our joy and delight. They have given us some lyrical the student body before they departed for the seasonal concerts. Informally these sweet songsters may be heard warbling any day, at bed-making time in the morning, or vacation which began December nineteenth. between four and six in the afternoon. Their mellow notes come to us over the balconies so frequently that we TRIBUTE believe life at Salve Regina College is one long song. ( continued fr om page 1 )
Martha, R. S. M., Biology Instructor; Sister Mary Rose Agnes, R. S. M., Mathematics Instructor; Sister Mary Rosina, R. S.M., Music Instructor, and Moderator of the Glee Club; Gerald F. Dillon, Ph. D., Chaplain and Professor of Religion, and student advisor; Dr. Harry F. Nugent, International Relations Club advisor; Mrs. Thomas Donahue, Dramatics coach; and Mrs. Archie Dailey, Physical Education Instructor. These twelve people have the responsibility, not only of making our college a success scholastically and socially, but they also have the grave responsibility of building up the traditions on which this college will work and live in years to come. Not only we, the students who are benefiting directly from the efforts of their work, feel a debt of gratitude owed the faculty, but also the many who, though they may not realize it, are benefiting indirectly, but intensely. Our parents have already proven their appreciation of the presence of a Catholic girls' college in Rhode Island by sending us here for further education, but there are many others who should include themselves. All the people of this state will eventually benefit in one way or another, from its presence, so they too should be appreciative. Such a feeling of gratitude and thanks is somewhat ineffable, but there is deep and infinite appreciation in Heaven where it really counts. Our sincerety and loyalty is necessary, but we can be sure .God's eternal reward will await them all in heaven. It seems very small in comparison, but we the students feel it necessary to express our indebtedness and gratitude to our wonderful faculty.
INTERNATIONAL RELATIONS CLUB
Bumpy buses, wet feet, and prolonged excitement ushered in the first public appearance of our International Relations Club at Holy Cross on December 8, 1947 at the Twelfth Annual Convention of the New England Catholic Student Peace Federation. Sister Mary ] ames, R.S.M., Dean; Sister Mary Martina, R.S.M., Faculty Moderator and sixteen club members represented Salve Regina College. Miss Catherine Hogan was a speaker on the U.N.E.S.C.O. Panel. A lunchon speech by Ross ]. S. Hoffman, Professor of Modern European History and a tea dance in the evening highlighted a full day of events for all representatives. ATHLETIC ANTICS ( continued from page 2)
have participated are the fundamentals of modern interpretive dancing. We'll really be proud ballerinas when we master these basic essentials. However, the same after effects have been felt by all. We have three badminton courts and one paddletennis on the campus, which in the warmer weather proved very popular to all at S. R. C. There have been several badminton matches, but we won't recount them again to the woeful sighs of the unfortunate losers. Just to prove that we're very versatile in our pursuit of athletics, let us mention our very (almost too) popular ping-pong table on the corridor outside that also too popular room on the second floor. There have already been some matches in ping-pong, and we are all looking forward to the tournaments to be held in the near future.
FLOTSAM AND JETSAM As students of this worthy institution, Salve Regina College, you are about to witness the noble bit of literature dealing with that which has such a strangle-hold on our daily conversation. Being women you've guessed the first time-the gossip column. Most of the material originates on the third deck of this windswept mansion, as that is where the crew manages to sleep a few hours each night and discuss in their free time (from 7:30 A.M. to 10:00 P.M.) the various happenings of the day. In sleuthing quietly about the decks, I have gathered the following items of information concerning our truly intellectual student body. Will anyone ever be especially appointed to the rather trying duty of raising Mary Quinn out from beneath the sheets each morning? Her roommates will testify to various attempts and desperate means, but as yet, the problem remains permanently unsolved. Any solution will be humbly appreciated. Anyone need instruction in letter-writing? Make an appointment with Pat Byrne any Wednesday and learn the technicalities of informal letter creation. Our worthy editor has at least five hours of practice weekly. Funny part is that all five letters are directed to Washington and to the same person. The rage in Regina Angelorum seems to be long night apparel in varied colors ranging from red to gray. The Providence College boys, or should I say men, who were rather impressed by the grooming of our females, would suffer acutely from shock could they see us after hours. What a difference cold cream and curlers ~ill make! Now to look in on the opposite side of the corridor. What girl in Regina Virginum has been fondly nicknamed the "Turtle" by her roommates? Seems that person to whom this comment is directed is of a cool, calm, and collected nature. But she isn't quite so leisurely on weekends. Was that a look of surprise on Father Dillon's face when Betty Cardoza walked out of the phone booth and happily relayed the news that her call was from Tampa, Florida. Tony might do well to join the navy again. At least it would save him money. To most of us December 19 means the beginning of two weeks free from the toil of scholastic endeavors. But for Franny Bridgeman there is an added reason for jubilant rejoicing. On the evening of December 19, 1947, Miss Frances Bridgeman of New York will attend a formal dance at Siena College. I guess I don't have to say moreEddie will be there. During the early part of the month, the dance with Providence College seemed to be the favorite topic everywhere. Dresses, shoes, hair, and nails temporarily replaced Math, English, Biology, and History. We have now returned to the usual routine and left behind us an evening of fun and the joy of meeting new people. To repeat an old saying, a good time was had by all.
That about covers the little scraps of seaweed found floating about the deep, swirling depths of our brilliant minds. So until the next issue, yours truly leaves you to create more material to amuse herself with next time. See you then. Ten bells! P. S. Class mascot: Joe Slump.
NEPTUNE1S FOLLIES Well, social activities have picked up quite a bit since your roving reporter (or am I being a trifle trite?) first started on her jaunt to uncover any and all antics of social life here at the college. The season was formally inaugurated with the Penny Sale under the able chairmanship of Eleanor McGrath, who is also Chairman of the Mission Committee in the Sodality. From what I hear, it was an overwhelming success, both financially and socially. The only phenomena that seemed maybe a little odd to me was the unexplainable fact that nearly everyone who drew a name, happened to draw her own! Mere chance, they tell me . . . and it was fun, anyway. And so, the weeks went by and then at last-at last-we had our first dance of the Social Calendar at Salve Regina. The "400"-well, there weren't quite four hundred of us-were arrayed in our gayest dresses and smoothest hairdoes, and at approximately six-forty-five, the filmy dreams of weeks before, became a reality, and our Tea Dance with Providence College began. Of course, the usual rush to get ready started hours earlier, but all the laborious hair-tearing, dress-pressing, and sandwich-spreading, committee-meeting moments were instantly forgotten when the sixty-five P. C. men arrived in two chartered buses. We made our appearances subtly, in three's and four's, by the side stairway (the marble one is reserved for the dignity of our Freshman Formal), and when everyone had assembled in the Great Hall "for the purpose of acquiring a temporary partner", someone pulled up the anchor of confusion and the dance was underway. The setting was perfect-the usual amber soft lights, danceteasing music, and perfumed atmosphere transformed the prosaic drawing-room into something we noted in capital letters in our diaries. The evening went much too fast and it seemed we had just become acquainted when everything was all over-the introductions, the refreshments, the dancing-and then, we had only memories of a perfect party and hopes that a repetition would soon be in order. As yet, the plans are indefinite for our MotherDaughter Tea and Freshman Formal, but if past experience is anything to go by, we have promise of two more wonderful evenings on our list of social happenings here at Salve Regina.
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