| Summary: | Page 2 THE CONCORDIAN January 18, 1957 Whodunit? All present Cobbers by now have probably visited the new snack bar which recently opened on campus and most, we think, have been generally satisfied. Much of the thanks for this should go to the administration who worked intelligently and with enthusiasm in this attempt towards betterment of student life. The place itself with its modern furnishings and decor-ations is a nice place in which to relax over a good cup of coffee. Most students have perhaps unconsciously enjoyed the unusual pleasure of being able to leave their dishes at the table; and certainly the students have generally en-joyed the music which fellow Cobbers have so generously offered around the piano. It is perhaps this which has made the snack bar a real success. But what happens? This week unknown people were responsible for having the piano yanked out. Certainly in such a new building what sound there was from the music could not have jolted the residents of the dorm. It couldn't have been the fact that it interfered with business for it was when there was music that the place filled most fre-quently. It gave the kids a chance to hear and play pop music in a way that canned music from KOBE or any other place cannot offer. One suggestion to be made is that concerning the food. Now all pastry is bought in a Fargo bakery in an effort to satisfy student desires for other food than that offered by the cafe. But the fact remains that the cafeteria's pastry is not only top notch but would offer much more variety than the bakery products which in time may probably get pretty tiresome. The last suggestion to be offered is that some of the lights be turned off. The system is such that this could easily be done and how different and enjoyable a place would be that was just a little more dim than the rest of the campus. For more valid suggestions see the letter to the editor. Clare Inherits One wire basket of unpublished ancient history—the glorious promise of a new typewriter—a few unutilized brain-storms and opportunity for creating some of your own—half 'n half staff, some new, some old-fun and non-sense in the wee office hours—even more fun reading let-ters to the editor—some breaks—some mistakes—deadlines —a truly interested (however captive) audience—money in the bank—a mine of campus literary talent waiting to be explored—the cooperation of Kaye's Printers—and the administration when needed—a box of almost-new pen-cils— AND—one time-worn but sturdy co-editor Moe with whom to share both pride and blame. These things I hand over to you, Clare* as you take your place behind half of the big desk. "Keep your eyes wide open and your gas-buggy ready to ride." "Keep it big, make it greater, keep it ours and live up to the ideals of journalism as you know them and the Concordian co-editorship will prove the great college experience it has been to me. Honestly, though, old editors never die, they just catch up on long-lost sleep. B.B. The Concordian Published weekly during the school year except during vacation, holiday and examination periods by the students of Concordia College, Moorhead. Entered as second class matter at the postoffice of Moorhead, Minn., Dec. 9, 1920, under the Act of March 8, 1879. ELEVEN TIMES ALL-AMERICAN Member ASSOCIATED COLLEGIATE PRESS Office: Basement Brown Hall Phone 3-5124 CO-EDITORS BEVERLY BERQH DEAN MOE Business Manager JERRY OLSEN Press JOUtor _ CLARE AUBOL News JfidJtor ANN DRUMMOND Feature Editor BONNIE ENQLE Society JCdllor MARILYN WAALE Sports Editors JOHN TEISBERG, DEAN NELSON Makeup JCdltor MARVIN SANDNESS Photo Editors NORMAN HANSEN, DON RICHMAN Advertising Manager WAYNE INGWALSON Circulation Manager HERMAN HEUPEL Ingenuity Profits Junior by Renee Jensen What started out as a pleasure hobby for Eugene Isaacson has turned out to be a very hand-some profit-making and unique thing; because within the past three years, Eugene has been selling the results of his craft and pleasure to the Hudson Bay Company at Detroit, Michigan. It all began when Eugene was twelve years old. Starting with apple cart boxes for materials, he carved a set of doll furniture for his sister's doll house. Eu-gene kept at it and began to copy exact replicas of antique furniture from pictures and orig- LITTLE MAN ON CAMPUS by Dick Bibler "Did I get an 'A' outa this course? — Did I get a 'B'? — A ' C 'D', Flunked it, huh? Astute W. And O. by Dan Olson and Bruce Weber On New Year's Eve we made a resolution to be good boys, but after the sobering process of a week of school and a week's vacation from column-writing, we decided to be our same old disgusting salves again. So, shoot daddeo! School spirit is in for an astute, profound Weeb and Ole comment: We've decided after Saturday's game that it is too high (spirit that is). There's too much yelling and shouting! What will the players think?— all they get is encouragement. What will the music department think?—it'll strain voices. What will outsiders think?—Concor-dia's lowering its standards; After all!—intellectual beings do not yell and shout at a group of men striving to force a sphere through a hoop! It isn't intelli-gent to follow unthinkingly the mob leaders, to egg on class-mates agitating a bag of wind! It isn't fit for college individuals to so conduct themselves. — (tourniquet anyone?) One more astute W&O com-ment: We're glad to see familiar faces across the counter in the snack bar. Glad to see also that our idea of piping in KOBB was carried out. We failed to get our entry in on time for the naming contest, but how about "Amy's Annex"? In answer to the many people who asked us if we have finally wised up and quit writing, we would like to add this footnote: We have not yet begun to gripe! We were completely absorbed by our Tuesday night KOBB radio program (10:30) last week (Hooper rating — minus 4.36), and didn't make the deadline. Some parasite wiggled from between the ads on the last page and tried to throw our loyal readers (4) into chaos by his trite tries. We are presently wag-ing a sizeable law suit which will take half of the money he re-ceived from certain referees urg-ing him to go back to being an art critic. inal pieces. Out the door went the apple cart boxes as he began to use the rare woods of mahog-any, walnut, rosewood, ebony, white mahogany, and English yellow maple. On weaving ma-terial for sofas and chairs, Eu-gene has had his sister's help. His scale being one inch to one foot makes assembling and car-ving time range from one to fifty hours. And what is most amaz-ing is that everything works! Drawers pull. Cabinets have glass doors and sometimes even secret compartments. Eugene's favorite pieces are antique organs and pianos. (He's made a couple of spinet harpsi-chords, too.) These pieces have Swiss musical movements that play when the covers are opened. Copying to exactness is not Eugene's only specialty. He has designed both a modern house and a church. The church is complete with electric lights and chimes. In the sacristy he has in-stalled a master switch which will control the lights to any in-tensity. Eugene seems to be gif-ted with patience, too, for it took him three years to complete this church. The back part of his father's hardware store houses the minia-ture machinery he uses, includ-ing thirty to forty knives, jig saws, drills, wood burning set and many other things. Selling hardware goods and working on his hobby seems to be the way Eugene spends his vacations. The most perfect of the nine-teen pieces carved last summer is an Italian walnut wine cab-inet. It, too, has a Swiss musical movement. With the rest of the pieces it will soon be shipped to the Hudson Bay Company for sale. Together with many others, I would enjoy seeing his works. How about it, Eugene? The art barn would be an ideal spot. The new snack bar has been open for two weeks now. Having given the matter due consideration and four hours of cigarette-less coffee-sipping, the following observations have been made: 1. Coffee and rolls should be placed on the long table with the cashier or coin box at that table. This would enable a person to get a "quick" cup of coffee instead of waiting for an hour in line until the sandwich gatherers and malt drinkers have passed. This would keep the line and waiting time at a minimum. 2. Sandwiches should be made up and put in waxed contain-ers in sufficient quantities to anticipate a rush at lunch times so that the people in line will not have to wait for 50 sandwiches to be made before he gets his coke. 3. That coke should be available via a coke machine in the corner that now contains the water container. These are the main points that might be taken care of to im-prove service which is the only aggravating situations there. I have heard comments to the effect that meters should be installed on tables; that KOBB music should be more of the dinner music, background music undercurrent type you can talk over but not be drowned-out by, and that students could clean their own tables. A ventilation system is manufactured which can be installed in a window at very little cost. This would remove smoke and thus enable those of us who smoke to enjoy an occasional drag on a coffin nail. These just about sum up the current undertone of unrest that is evidenced by various persons lurking about the campus. The suggestions above are not intended to be solutions, but if there is an expert on snackbar management around, these may give valu-able assistance to her. Bill Larsen
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