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Page Two SKYSCRAPER Ah, Wind, If Winter Comes Can Spring Be Far Behind? Once upon a time in the country, Fantasy, there lived the princess, Gil- da. This princess attended one of the local colleges and was majoring in Speech and minoring in Education. During her senior year, she, like most seniors in education, began her practice teaching. Because she was of royalty she was selected to teach the small sons and daughters of the most influential families in the kingdom. There were the Prime Minister's twin sons, the Royal Tailor's daugh ters, the children of the Royal But cher, Royal Grocer, and the Royal Weatherman among others. It was the son of the Royal Weath erman who caused the woe I'm about to relate. It seems that day after day Johann would come to class chewing gum. Now, because the weatherman had been so good and allowed only the most pleasant spring weather into the kingdom, the princess hesitated to reprimand his son. But one fateful day, Johann, becom ing very bold, began to blow bubbles with his bubble gum. Upon seeing this, the princess lost her patience and in indignation asked, Do you have gum in your mouth? The boy swallowed the gum, looked up, and said, No. For this he was made to stand in the corner all day. When the Weatherman heard of this, he became angry. It seems that he knew an unfair question when he heard one. Of course, he knew better than to argue with the princess so, instead, to get even, he made the first two weeks of spring and, sometimes more, quite dreary and not at all like spring. He made the clouds bang together and fill with water for rain and snow; he brought down the North winds for below zero weather, and especially to blow the hair of Princess Gilda. Long after the Weatherman and the Princess had died, the Royal Weather men continued in the same tradition in remembrance of this now famous occasion and that is why, or so I've been told, these first weeks of Spring are so Winter-like. Ours Is A Holy War . . . Front Line Catholics Must Battle Evil, Crusade Daily In The Ranks Of Christ A recent editorial in the Notre Dame Scholastic focused attention on Charles Peguy's beautiful essay, La Guerre Sainte The Holy War. We are impressed by such tremendous thoughts, expressed succinctly. We need only read the daily news paper or turn on the radio and we realize that we live in an era of crisis. War and threat of war hang heavily over our globe. The ever-increasing surge of secularism and agnosticism is a peril to Christianity. The Cath olic Church remains a citadel against this storm of disbelief. And what is the Catholic Church? It is each and every one of us. And whether we like it or not, we are going to be called upon to uphold our belief in the wake of atheistic aggression. This is the Holy War of Charles Peguy. We do not have to go off to the wars as did the crusaders of years ago. The crusades have come to us and we must fight them at home. Today every one of us is a crusader a mili tant soldier of Christ. Peguy phrases the problem appropriately: All our houses are fortresses, in peril of the sea. The holy war is everywhere. It is ever being waged. All of us stand in the breach. We are all stationed at the frontier. The frontier is everywhere. There we have it. The faith and fortitude each of us displays in her individual life is our con tribution to the victory. Our op position is no less than the whole of materialistic civilization, cor roding our minds with a daily barrage of suggested compro mises with the principles of reli gion. On Easter Sunday we will celebrate Christ's victory over the forces of evil. The weeks before the celebra tion are weeks of preparation weeks of private war against self-indulgence and laziness, against the temptation to play rather than to study, to sleep instead of going to early Mass, to skip Stations and Rosary, to dwell on ourselves rather than to meditate on our task of restoring all things in Christ. Sometimes temptation is too great and we succumb. The remaining weeks of Lent offer opportunity to re- dedicate ourselves. Our Lenten sac rifices are but preliminaries to more perilous sacrifices. If we find it hard to follow the ideal Catholic pattern in college, how much harder will it be when we ourselves will have to assert and reassert and defend the spiritual val ues in a possibly agnostic, almost cer tainly materialistic milieu? As Charles Peguy says, the frontier is everywhere. And what are we doing about it? My Bunsen For A Cookie, PilLFed Chemist Might Cry A distinguished American journal lamented recently that a national flour and baldng company gives an nual awards for the best recipes en tered in its national contest. Further comment ran that it is de plorable indeed that such a frivol ous endeavor as baking a cookie should be so amply rewarded when so many more deserving projects die for want of funds. We wouldn't for a minute argue that a cancer cure is more important than a cookie, or a polio vaccine, or a means of curing the common cold. But lots of far less vital mat ters rank as suitable and worthwhile projects, whereas the simple things that make life smooth and somewhat sweet are taken for granted. Undoubtedly there are people who are so absorbed in the study of art, science, nature, and the unknown that cakes, pies, steaks, and cookies arc of little concern. These individ uals could be as easily satisfied with a little wild rice or bird seed. But we wonder if men are wise to underrate the cookie. A woman in terested in improving her recipes and pleased by the results of her culinary labors is probably a happy woman. Her family is probably well-nour ished, and her husband is undoubted ly pampered. We think that the modern woman in her triple role as ca terer, dietician, and entrepreneur of the world's only perpetual mo tion machine the kitchen out- sciences science. Her ancestor who dreamed up the apple pie merits a place in our Hall of Fame. And if she makes a better cookie it is all right with us to have the flour and baking company send an award to her door. In fact, it is fine Week Moments . . March 21-24 Mid-semester Examin ations March 25 Regular classes resume March 29 Freshman Lecture, Father William Clark, auditorium April 1-12 Easter Recess April 3-9 Holy Week April 10 Easter Sunday April 12 Classes resume. SAC-Stu- dent assembly discussion, 1 p.m., auditorium Divertissement . . . Father Writes Of All His Darlings Though short changed in compari son with Father Gilbraith's family dozen, Thomas Byrnes offers in All My Darlings a Catholic, up-to-date version of Cheaper By The Dozen. Provocatively humorous, Mr. Byrnes relates the foibles and high jinks of his tribe of nine so realistic ally that any member, visitor to, or parent of a large family will chuckle reminiscently. A graduate of Loyola, a former re porter for the Daily News, and pres ently a scenario writer for a local mo tion picture company, the author dis proves the fallacy that average in come couples cannot raise large fam ilies. Living in a sprawling home in Jop- lin, Illinois, with lots of land for chil dren to frolic on and plenty of rooms to live in, the Byrnes youngsters have adequate scope for ingenuity (mischievous or otherwise). When the author and his wife took the two eldest sons on a business trip to Washington and New York, every thing went smoothly until they left the boys in the hotel room by them selves one evening. Returning, they learned that Kip and Dan, from their hotel room, had employed a novelty gadget on a string to knock off tie hats of passers-by. Monsignor Byrnes, Tom's uncle, contributed to the family joke-book by tricking the Bishop of Africa into thinking Tom, unwilling to face par ental responsibility, had only one child. After stiffly greeting Tom, the Bishop was bewildered by the ar rival of the nine youngsters. From the day 26-year old Tom Byrnes married Ginny to the arrival of their ninth child, the author has covered the funny, the serious, a the spiritual aspects of their family life. For light, humorous entertainment with an unmistakable spiritual value, All My Darlings is perfect. Jhe *25r uscraper Vol. XXV March 21, 1955 No. Entered as Second Class Matter Nov. 30,1951, at the Post Office of Chicago, Illinois, under tk Act of March 3, 1879, 1.75 per year. Published semi-monthly from October to Mif inclusive by the students of Mundelein Collefl, 6363 Sheridan Road, Chicago 40. Editors-in-Chief Rosemarie Dal;, Grace Pertell, Patricia Samps* Associates Mary Carej, Ann Storino SAC Speaks Up Mary Ann Lashmd Skyscrapings Jean Kiellj Virginia Durkii Editorial Associates Loretta Casej, Marie Kobielus, Nancy Mammostt Art Editor Vasilia SoutSM Reporters Leora Brack, Chandra Camp, Patricia Sullivan, Rita Caprini, Toni Cassaretto, Hannah Marie Dwyer, Geraldine Gross, Donna Han son, Diane Letearneau, Joanne Matro- zak, Josephine Mele, Maribeth Naugh- ton, Marilyn Santini, Mary Ann Schu mann, Genevieve Teutscli, Frances Thei sen, Nan Voss, Patricia Kobal, Marj Ann Banich, Ann Norton, Mary Ann Herold, Maureen Connerty, Diane Go- lash, Dolores Le Compte.
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1955-03-21 (2)
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