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KEEP YOUREYESRIGHTDIXON ,HEMPENtTAI.L111 GRAFrON ST.REGISTERED AT THE G.P:O. AS A NEWSPAPERCOPYRIGITIVol. III No. 17 THURSDAY, JUNE 7, 1956 PRICE 3d.WATCHCLOCKandJEWELLERYRepairs a Sioecialky .At Reasonable PricesCARON10 GRAFTON ST.ttvebyaedofracereed; Onhen,9921981416il 0.. 10. .~"~’agan.wereilsonmptng.le,ymgball.~ekedLeverst aF. P.Lgained athebatshis.,s inyth’sssfulthen.gth,rlsonin a, atwereRESTAURANT -- CAFE’ El l abano’43 GRAFTON STREETSpecial Lunches andDinners. Open till 2 a.m.Telephone INTo. : Visitors 629661Reception and Manager’s Office62090THEGROSVENOR HOTELGrosvenor Hotel Dublin Ltd.Westland Row, OublinDirectly Opposite RailwayStationThe direct point of arrival anddeparture between England andIreland and the West o/ Ireland--Meetat theHETROPOLECentre of the City’sEntertainment¯ LUXURIOUS BALLROOMPOPULAR RESTAURANT| GEORGIAN ROOMLONG BARO-Godden; 2, A. B. Law. Time:51.2 secs:Two Miles Handicap--I, M.J. McCaughey; 2, H. P. Brett;3, D. Mawhinney.220 Yards Handicap -- 1, D.A. H. Galley; 2, T. G. Pike; 3,M. R. McCord. Time: 22.8 secs.Freshmen’s 440 YardsScratch -- P. E. Rhys-Thomas(w.o.).Freshmen’s 100 Yards]Scratch--i, P. T. Godden; 2, P.IH. Galloway; 3, J. Lavan. /Half-Mile Walk, Scratch--1, IP. H. Galloway; 2, R. Flynn; 3,D. G. Abbott. ILong frump Handicap--i, G.]Patrikios; 2, M. R. McCord. tDistance: 18 ft. 11 ins.High Jump Handicap--I, G.Green; 2, R. H. Taylor; 3, D.M. Nelligan. Height: 5 ft. 5ins. Javelin Handicap -- 1, J. B.Lawson; 2, D. Archer; 3, J.Jessop.Pole Vault -- 1, D. Archer;2, D. G. Abbott; 3, W. W.McGrahan. Height: 11 ft. 4 ins.(College record)¯Trinity GraduatesHonouredTrinity graduates were againamong those honoured by QueenElizabeth in the celebration ofher official birthday.Mr. Andrew Hamilton Pike,M i n s t e r for Lands andFisheries in Tanganyika, receivedthe C.M.G. Mr. Pike isa native of Tipperary .and abrother of the Rev. St. JohnPike, the rector of St. George’s,Belfast.Sir Thomas Moore has beenmade a baronet. As member forAyr, he has been in the BritishParliament since 1925. He waseducated at Portora Royal andTrinity.Eastward BoundThe .Provost left by air forMaLay~ last Thursday. He isbound for Singapore, sloppingat Cairo and Colombo. Hispurpose is to act in his capacityas external examiner to theUniversity of Singapore. Whilein the country he will call ongraduates in Kuala Lumpur andPenang. His stay will last aweek and he will be back inCollege on June 19th.His journey does not entail,a~ rumour has it, the foundingof a new University or a grantfor the extension of the Library.VENGEANCE IS O.LIRSucces to l zght RazdersWINDY WEDNESDAYSun First Rain SecondASPECTACULAR raid on Queen’s, Belfast, took placeon Tuesday evening. It was carried out by fourDTrinity men representing various societies i~ College,ESPITE unfavourable weather forecasts, and a showery beginning to the week,three of whom are on the staff of two College publications.Trinity Wednesday provided a great show of colour and excitement. Early heavy Skeleton keys, celluloid, glass-cutters and a hired earrain and a strong wind did their best to deter visitors but they were bravely shunned. made up the elaborate equipment detailed by the party,When the sun did shine and College Park looked almost as fair as the young ladles, The raid was ski[fully planned and ski[fully execute&the whole scene glared with gaiety and vitality. The heavy showers did tend to At exactly 9.30 p.m. one no sound was heard, but themember of the party, carrying strains of a pipe band rehearsifigon the floor above. Tendrive visitors indoors to view the Moyne institute and the renovated Museum Build-ing but the majority gathered in the shade of the trees or ate strawberries in the saloon ear, rounded a corner, yards away, people were sippinglarge bag, left the blackand disappeared into the redbrickUnion Society Building. across the floor in the directioncoffee¯ Two shadows glidedPavilion.For the athletes the going was fairly filth, but the strong winds did most to prevent the A minute later two more, also of the trophy case. With coldsetting up of new records.carrying bags, followed him and efficient ease the case wasinto the shadows of the Council opened and four trophy cupsA reception was held by the U.P.S. and was w ell attended, despite the uncertainty of the weather. Rooms. And then, yet a fourth removed. The avengers left inThis uncertainty was largely reflected in the type of dress worn by the ladies. Africans and Indians member. Silently the doors of good order, boarded their carappeared to have left their flowing costumes behind them, favouring more unconventional Easterndress. Even so, the ladies managed to out-rival the attraction of the races.the Council Room were closed and drove away. The wholeand locked from the inside. operation lasted only threeThrough rain and shine the band played gaily, though armed with raincoats. Few people let the Two of the party remained on minutes.weather bother them and RoisLar got a place in the Derby. Results were as follows:--guard in the corridor. Inside The raid was made in retaliationfor last year’s attack oni Half-Mile Handicap--I, R. J. One Mile Handicap--I, R. J.tthe Phil. and the Hist. byI Mackay; 2, H. G. Reynolds~ 3, Mackay; 2, B. D. A. Hannon;J. R. C. Seager. Time: 1 min. 3, J. C. R. Seager. Time: 4Q u e e n ’ s men, when anl55.6 sees.mins. 26 sees.elephant’s tusk and " Wolfe]Tone " were stolen. Fortunately,120 Yards Handicap--I, N. J. Discus--i, R. H. Taylor; 2,M. H. Hayes; 3, N. J. B. de Wet.[ /the Trinity men met with less: B. de Wet; 2, P. T. Godden; 3,M. R. McCord. Time: 12.1 sees. 440 Yards Handicap--l, P. T.]resistance from Border patrols.The Trinity men were lurkingeverywhere. Two of thei Freshmen’s Half-Mile Scratchi --1, B. D. A. Hannon; 2, D.Mawhinney; 3, D. G. ,Abbott.party nearly joined the UnionTime: 2 rains. 6.2 sees.and one was asked for his overduesubscription. Thus, every, Inter-Club Relay--l, Rugby;!2, Soccer; 3, Boxing. Time:entrance and exit was examinedand the effective plan48.6 sees.Women’s Inter-Club Relay--evolved. The most amazing’1, Hockey; 2, Squash; 3, Cricket.facet of the raid was thatTime: 63.7 secs.despite the large collection of: Inter -Faculty Relay -- 1,tools taken along, only a screwdriverwas needed. Moreover,’Medical; 2, ExperimentalScience; 3, Engineers. Time:the get-away was aided by an47.8 sees.anonymous gentleman w h opolitely held the door op.enwhile two strangers, carryingThe bottla of champagnebulging bags, left the building.awarded by "Trinity News" toThe booty was on display atthe most fashionably dressedthe Ball last night, much to thegirl at the College races wasdelight of all present. Thewon by Miss Paula Simmondsraiders intend to hand back theThe Polish Group wins the CarnivalThe results of the Carnival of Nations held in the Dixon Hall lastweek were made known on Sunday. For the second successiveyear the Poles were the victors, followed closely by the Indiangroup. The West Indians, entering the competition for the firsttime, finished very promisingly in third position. This group wascomprised entirely of U.C.D. undergraduates. Fourth and fiTth,respectively, were the Malayans and Italians.GAELS GULLEDThe culmination of theseries of disturbanceswhich have recently upsetCollege occurred last weekat the Carnival of Nations.On Thursday, R. C. Bartonattempted to force an entrybackstage at the DixonHall. On the followingnight, R. J. Wathen, wearinga mask and helmetbearing the name " CromwellClub" reached thestage during the GaelicSociety’s act but was hitwith a bottle and" thrustfrom the stage. On Saturdaynight, the same act wasruined by the insertion of"Rule Britannia" and" God Save the Queen" atstrategic points on the tape.Vincent Byrne, leader of theIrish troupe at the Carnival,laid responsibility fro’ this atthe door of the Cromwell Club--an organisation which ourinvestigation reveals does notexist¯ Mr. Byrne said: "TheCarnival is an internationalgathering which is run forcharity."The incident shows greatirresponsibility¯ " The .affairreflects very badly .on theEnglish in College¯ If I wereUNDER WATER EQUIPSlENTSwintfins - ~lasles - Gog~lles . llreathing TubeslIarpoon Gusts - IIand Spears - Floating Daggersatan Englishman I would nottolerate the existence of anorganisation which is a blighton the community."Several members of this cluband of the Gaelic Society wereinterviewed by the Junior Deanfor nearly two hours lastMonday.A. Bonar Law, founder of thesupposed Cromwell Club, deniedthat the incidents were organisedin advance. Those involveddid not have any motives ofnationalism.In order to explain his conduct,Mr. Wathen communicatedthe follow~ng to " TrinityNews ": " It is unfortunate thatwhat we did should have beentaken in such bad spirit by theCollege Society sponsoring theplaylet. I acted, believe me,from no unpleasant motive ofnationalis.m. Such a joke as wecontrived has its roots in thats e n s e of proportion andhumour which College life mustcontain if it is not to be sterileThere was no anti-Irish motivebehind our actions. The Irishtrophies to the visiting Queen’searns this week-end.N~wManager. Renovated II55 Night Club55 Lr. O’Connell St.Wine, Dine, Dance till2 a.m.EASTMANSLTD.PURVEYORS OFHIGH-CLASSMEATSuppliers toTrinity CollegeNe~sHashtheMan’s ShopA little nylon goes a long,act was a sad lapse from an long way our woolsacks,otherwise high standard. Ourobjection, then, was on thenylon r e in f o r c e d forgrounds of ta~e and our action strength, have a wonderfulan artistic objection¯"To atone for their misdeeds,lease of life. In green, blue,zhe a 11 e g e d Cromwellians grey and brown, at 6/6 andarranged a programme of hymnsinging in the Bay on Sunday 10/6. With elastic tops,at 11 p.m. 12/6.i’i! ’j[i [iil¯ ir’l~"i!; Ai: yf3"

4’:,!Ti:r.¯ i ~11z,i2 TRINITY NEWS June 7, 1956iTRINITY NEWS3 Trinity CollegeChairman :JILL ROBBINSAssistant Chairman:K. R. JOHNSONEditors:A. L. LITTLE, DANAE STANFORDJ. I. KILLENBusiness Managers:J. R. HAUTZ, M. STEIN,Secretary:BEULAH WELLSVol. 3 TRINITY NEWS No. 17THURSDAY, 7TH JUNE, 1956FFA CE-LIFTROM vegetables toflowers; indeed,bouquets ....Recently, the UniversityCollege, London, newspaperprinted an article about thisCollege which describedTrinity buildings as "anwholesomelyd i r t y androtting."In fact, an amazingamount of restoration andreconstruction has beenundertaken in Collegeduring the last few years.Appropriately e n o u g h,work began on the Provost’sHouse. The result has beenthe: subtle redecoration inperiod style of one of thefinest examples of QueenAnne architecture in Ireland.The glowing coloursused in the magnificentballroom evoke the luxuryof an age which had timeto enjoy stately, if artificial,living.Next in importance, andnext to be approached, wasthe library. The sweepingdesign of the librarywindows w a s revealed.When the frames werepainted white, the symmetryof the building itselfwas. underlined. B a 1 u s -tradhs, broken or wasted bythe corrosive city soot, werereplaced; and after cleaning,the detailed stoneworkcould be appreciated.Thirdly, any threat ofdemolishing the Rubricswas averted when the tiredbrick-work around the saggingwindows was reinforced.Large - scale reconstructionis being attempted, too.New laboratories were builtat the end of the MuseumBuilding, and the ZoologyDepartment completed in1954. The dull brick surfacesfavoured by HenryHoratio Dixon have beenhidden beneath the shiningwhite paint which oneassociates with a publiclavatory.Next on the list is t’heC h e m i s t r y Department.Professor Cocker believesthis to be the oldest undergraduatelaboratory in theworld. It is trite, but true,to add that it looks like it.There is a thick encrusta-Lion of rust on all the ironfittings. Dust falls continuallyduring delicate experiments,radically altermgresults.In the Medical School, anew physiology lab. hasbeen added, and a fabulousexperiment in moderndesign carried out in theanatomy lecture theatre.The authorities are to becongratulated on the careand taste with Which theyhave handled the hard jobof restoring and medernisingthese ancient buildings.We can only hope that thisarchitectural face - liftingwill eventually be ’extendedto Front Square and someof the less salubrious livingquarters of College.Profile :Ronnie Snow- SocialiteAny newcomer to College who points out atall figure in Front Square dressed in drain-pipetrousers and check cap and is told " that’s RonnieSnow," is making his first acquaintance with oneof Trinity’s leading socialites--nor will it be hislast, for Ronnie is to be seen at all the best (orsball it be said "T"?) parties and gatheringsin College.Born 24 years ago inJohannesburg, Ronnie waseducated at St. Andrew’s,Grahamstown, and after thatspent two years at the Universitythere before cominghere in 1952 to study medicine.As befits the buddingdoctor, he has a flat inLower Fitzwilliam Street.In the holidays, while believingthat travel broadens themind, he is also of Dr.Johnson’s opinion that theman who is tired of Londonis tired of life, so he divideshis time between galivantinground the Continent andliving in London. However,although a South African, hehas mellowed sufficiently inthe years he has spent inDublin to become an ardentHibernophile.Ronnie will be especiallyin the news this week as heis Hon. Sec. of Trinity Week I-~on. See.and as such is the organiser.of the s o e i a 1 set - upfor the seasonal outflow of nervous dissipation.But to those who think of him only as a loungelizard or flandeur, it should be remembered thathe frequently gets up at the unearthly hour offive ack emma for the purpose of riding uncertainquadrupeds over certain obstacles, and also holdsa jockey’s licence. Indeed, his chief activity outsideCollege is the Turf, although he has recentlytaken up fishing with more enthusiasm thansuccess. In College, he is prominent onthe Rugby field, and even more prominent in theLincoln or Davy’s, where he shows a remarkableaptitude for putting down half-ones, and stillmore half-ones, to chase the[Photo: Tanguayof Trinity WeekRound the cietiesPhil.HUMOUR IS HUMANOn Thursday last, the Phil.held one of its most successfuland amusing meetings of theyear when K. R. Johnson readhis paper on " Humour." Theessayist described his subject aslarge, but little discussed, andclaimed that humanity was thecommon factor in all h~mour.He went on to describe humourin life and literature, andclaimed that British humour,with a few exceptions, haddeclined in quality since Shaw.In an extremely entertainingspeech filled with illustrativeanecdotes, the distinguishedvisitor, Mr. A. Thomas, fromRadio Eireann, said thathumour was everywhere; it wasa thing which was subject tochange and dated quickly.. Hesuggested that Irish humourwas inferior to the English,possibly because the Irish weretoo happy.R. D. H. Bluett attacked thesubject from a metaphysicalpoint of view and pronouncedKaut’s definition of h~mour~ superior to that of Bergson andHobbes. He claimed that we donot laugh at anything we takeseriously.Connolly Cole spoke aboutspoonerisms, while R. D. F.Kimmitt, in the one seriousspeech of the e v e n i n g.attempted an analYSiS ofhumour. D. R. D. Bell claimedthat analysis was pointless andshowed animals had a sense ofhumour as well as humans,after which the essayist exercisedhis right of reply. ThePresident, Mr. T. H. Robinson,gave his last summary of thesession in a fashion completelyin accordance with the tone ofthe evening.¯ LawLEGAL INJUSTICESThe Law Society, chaperonedby its new Auditor, HeatherColhoun, and under the watchfuleye of its Auditor-elect forthe coming session, J o h nTemple Lang, held a somewhatlaborious debate on " That pressreports hinder the promotion ofjustice." It was discoveredlater that the opposer of themotibn, Mr. C. A. David, haddrunk too much of the watersof the River Lethe in Jammet’sand was thus fortunate in beingSWEATER BOYDebonair Desmond Ferriswill be one of three mannequinsto show latest fashions for thedisceruing male by the DublinFashion Salon. At oresent Mr.Ferris is resting, but we noticehe tlas an eye to publicity andthe art of modelling by keepingclose to experienced ClodaghPhipps.unable to attend. Mr. Lane, inproposing the motion, gave asubstantial argument in hisinimitable parochial tone, andthe other set speakers, Mr.Lowry, Mr. Knight and Mr.Medawar, were noticeable fortheir lack of knowledge of thesubject. Most of the speakersdealt with criminal justice,while Mr. Murray gave adiatribe against numerous actsof political injustice perpetratedby the British in Cyprus. MissEve Sampson, who took thechair, gave an apt and distinguishedsumming up.The Gram.CORNELIUS TO EIA]ARLast Thursday the programmebegan with Cornelius’overture, " The Barber ofBagdad." This was followed byBruckner’s Seventh Symphony.Bruckner is rather under-ratedas a composer, his music is veryappealing and romantic, and yethas good architectural construction.’ One fault which might befound with the Symphony isthat it is too long, especiallythe second movement, theadagio, in which there is muchrepetition.The second part of the programmeconsisted of music byEnglish composers. VaughanWilliams’ " Fantasia," on atheme by Thomas Tallis, istypical of his flowing music,and the theme is taken from anold hymn tune by Tallis whichappears in the English Hymnal.The second of the "Wand ofYouth" suites by Elgar wasalso played. This is light, butmusically very fine.From Oar ReadersSUMMER SCHOOLSDear Madam,--May I invitethe ,attention of your readersto the seventh D.U. InternationalSummer School, whichis to be held from 4th to 18thJuly on the theme " The Artsin Ireland." We expect anumber of visitors fromdifferent countries, and hopethat as many Trinity studentsas possible will join the School.Associate membership costsonly 10/-, plus 5/- subscriptionto the D.U. International AffairsAssociation.Those who are interested mayhave further particulars fromthe Registrar of the SummerSchool (David Large, c/o. TheCommon Room), or from theChief Stewart of the SummerSchool (P. Bourke, 8 College).---Yours faithfully,W. J. L. Ryan, Chairman,Summer School.first few down. Whileeschewing " the flannelledfools at the wickets and themuddied oafs in the goals,"he coxes in an amateurcapacity for faculty fourswho require his services.In the narrower field ofmedicine, his presence amongthe back-benchers acts as agentle general anaesthetic,though capable of bouts ofcerebral activity when examinationtime approaches.As one who knows what helikes when he sees it, withoutdelving too deeply intothe pros and cons, his tastesin music are the lighterclassics and traditional jazz;while his favourite authorsare Wilde and EvelynWaugh. Although holdingwith the maxim that "theproper study of Mankind isMan," he is by no meansaverse to such artificialitiesas the theatre, preferringrevues and musical comedies to stronger meat.As to the outcome of his College career, onlythe passage of three more years will tell. Onething certain is that if he galvanises as manypeople out" of their accustomed lethargy as he hasdone heretofore, his time will not have beenwasted.Review of’ Icarus’tThis term’s edition of" Icarus " brings the usual" mixed bag" of satisfying andnear - satisfying contributions.It begins most promisingly witha hitherto unpublished poemby W. B. Yeats, kindly allowedfor publication by his widow.This piece in itself is set in:marvellous comparison to Dr.Donald Davie’s "Via Portilli."This piece is witty, compact andstately, and has a unitycuriously unlike most of-Dr.Davie’s work. The sketch presentedby Mr. Louis MacNieceis pleasant, but commonplace.In the undergraduate poetrysection, the works put forwardby Miss Anne Cluysenaar andMr. Tommy MacGloin quiteeasily~ outshine the other contribu~ions.Miss Cluysenaar’s" In Memory of An Animal " isdeep with natural feeling, quietand meditative. Her adaptationof a thirteenth century Frenchpoem is cleverly contrived, remainingfairly close to thespirit of the poem and yetadding fresh originality. Mr.M~acGloin’s meaning is oftenevasive, but one feels he hassomething to say.The poems of Mr. RiversCarew and Mr. EamonnO’Tuathail are pleasant exerciseswith heroic strains, butshow inexperience and lack ofemotional depth. Their ideasare less ordinary than those ofMr. Duncan Forson in " WorkingSong," and Mr. RichardKellett in " Crossing." So muchmore could have been made ofMr. Kellett’s theme than thisshort piece.Miss Frances Killingley givesus a thesis on the work of ProfessorTolkien’s trilogy, "TheLord of the Rings." She drawsthe conclusion that the storyis reminiscent of " Gulliver’sTravels," although the picturepresented is more real becausethe author puts the " Hobbits"in a kinder light. Her viewsare true and sensible, .and wouldinspire anyone to read Tolkien’slittle fairy-tale.Mr. Connolly Cole’s play hasan easy-going style and " loneliness"as its central theme.Perhaps the dialogue is a littletoo much like a Hemingwaynovel. In his essay, Mr. RichardWeber chooses to point out thedefects of Patrick Kavanagh’spoetry and Mr. Michael Srigleyreflects on the use of similarityof themes as a me.ans towardsthe enrichment of verse. "TheDefeat of Decorum," by Mr.Terence O’Donnell, is a triflelong and makes heavy going inplaces, but the author maintainsour interest.A little dull in parts, "Icarus"presents us with a variedselection of writing, laid out inan attractive manner. Themagazine deserved better treatmentthat it received.College ObservedIT IS only right that the Irishway of life should be the antithesisof that of England. Thuswe see that if during war-timethe English queued, the Irishmust queue in p~ace-time. Longstays outside the MetrovoyCinema have quite accustomedme to them.Nowadays Buffet is a constantproblem to student andorganizer. The queue is solong. Far from wishing toabolish the queue, I advocate adevelopment of the idea whichwould entail certain necessaryreforms. I suggest we plant theHampton Court maze in themiddle of the Dining Hall.Passing round and round, meetingmany interesting peopleand eating the odd forkful ofthat delicious sheepdog pie, wemight even meet---eventually~Miss Kelly in the centre. Byplacing herself discreetly downa man-hole, she could collect thebills far away from disturbinginfluences. Moreover, the mazewould deal adequately with the" one o’clock rush," and leaveMiss Kelly in dignified isolation.Her being so close to the cellarswould be found extremely usefulfor those wishing to slipalong to Players’ Theatre or theExamination Hall. From twoo’clock a special guide would beprovided for all graduates.Admission would be free.SmellsA DIABOLICAL smell met mynose when I was passing thebath-house on Tuesday afternoon.This particular odoureasily overpowered the manyothers which crowd into theBay, vying for supremacy. Isuggest it might have been leftover from the purgatorial fireswhich raged in the G.M.B. onMonday night. When I Last sawthe Lady Housekeeper, she wasenjoying her new quarters inthe Bay. She probably has an" air-wick."One unfortunate in NewSquare is constantly sufferingfrom the smells .arising fromdecomposing vermin. Otherunfortunates in No. 2 sufferfrom a similar plague. Deliriousjazz and floods of water aresupplied freely from the roomsof the Gaelic Society. But it isgood to see that true Gaels cantake as well as give. Only theLondon-Irish are still complainingabout the Carnival incidents.AT HomeFOR the first time in ten yearsthe Hist. held no " At Home"on Trinity Wednesday. This isno real departure in principle,however, since its abandonmenthas been contemplated for thelast two or three years. The" At Home " has never paid itsway. Even so, one must lamentthe passing of something whichhas become a tradition of theHist. and which has fulfilled avital function on Trinity’s ~nostimportant and social occasion.Steyne.J. E. MILLS, LTD.Caterers8/9 MERRION ROW, DUBLINTelephone: 62764/5We specialise in all types ofWedding Receptions,Dinners & Luncheonsin our Premises or outside.We also speeialise in thehirage of China, Cutlery,Tables and Chairs, etc.Everybody’s Favourite...H.B.CREAM-ICESCHOC-ICESAND MILKHUGHES BROS.LTD.Hazelbrook, RathfarnhamDUBLINTelephone 908971(7 lines)HilltheMc~panforthaAs.ofbec~thesub~tot~Ed~de~OldB.Bam~for~asseelitssta~theheho~rTnewGy~th~direnoti:m~wasfriepre~hee]leyracecoatthe.pos~offereccand,sta~apr(bridableof nulTapp:Mac

June 7, 1956TRINITY NEWSonandSOtoe ,~richarythetheiall.eet-)pleofwe3wntheringlazetheave;ion.larsuseslipthetwomythe~erlourlany lthe. I 1leftfires¯ onSaWwass inS anNew~ringfrom i~therufferriousareoomsit is; canthe,lain-in-years)me 9,fis isciple,mentr theTheid its,men|~hichf theled a~mostasion.me.DUBLINMichael MaeLiammoir metHilton Edwards whilst touringthe South of Ireland in AnewMcMaster’s Shakespearean company,a meeting as fortunatefor the Irish theatre revival asthat of Stanley for Livingstone.As the tour progressed, the ideaof the Gate theatre companybecame an obsession nurtured inthe snugs of the South. Thesubsequent partners weretotally different personalities.Edwards, English by birth anddemeanour, had trained with theOld Vic, sang ballads with theB.B.C. and was possessed withamazing energy and drivingforce. MaeLiamLmoir, who actedas a boy with Beerbohm Tree,seeped in a love for Ireland andits folklore, had forsaken thestage for an easel, but bitten bythe bug, in his early twentieshe subsequently resumed hishomage to Hecuba.The first performance of thenew company was in "PeerGynt" at the old Peacockt h e a t r e ; Hilton Edwardsdirected, but MacLiammoir tookno part. I~t wasn’t until sometime later that the Gate Theatrewas opened. Aided by businessfriends, a search for suitablepremises was started and in theheel of the hunt Herbert Buckleysuggested the old Rotundameeting rooms. Previously aconcert hall with a stage atthe other end to its presentposition, it didn’t appear tooffer much comfort, but withreconstruction by Michael Scottunder Edwards’ eye, a newstage was erected with anapron and overhead lightingbridge, later to prove invaluable.Decor and the inscriptionof " Fir agus Mna" innumerous languages on theappropriate doors was byMaeLiammoir. On the openingSTEP ASIDE TOMatt Smith’s famousSTEP INN(BONAFIDE)Wine and Dine in ComfortChicken in the RoughOur SpecialityTRICIIOLOG ¥Dublin Hair & Scalp ClinicMISS P. O~NEILL, M.I.T.(member of the Institute ofTrichologists, London), forthe treatment of maladiesof the hair and scalp.9 Up. Pembroke St. Phone 66889Thompson’s BreadALWAYSAPPETISINGBakery:66 Bridgefoot St., DublinTelephone: 77509TheRED BANKRESTAURANTDistinguished Cooking andthe Finest French andGerman WinosTable D’Hote -- A la CartePrivate DinnersWedding BreakfastsGrill Room, Cocktail Bar,Luncheon Bar. SeafoodBar & Banqueting RoomD’OLIER ST. &HAWKINS ST.THEATRE -- THE GATEnight the audience froze in theirseats, due to a failure in theheating, but the venture receiveda warm welcome.Exciting work was done inthose early days in the twenties.MacLiammoir was writing anddesigning, and later DenisJohnston appeared on the scenewith " The Old Lady Says No."Coralie Carmichael and MerielMoore were among the leadingladies in those brilliant productionsof " Tsar Paul," ElmerRice’s " The Adding Machine,"" The Hairy Ape " and "AnnaChristie" by Eugene O’Neill,"A Midsummer Night’s Dream"and plays by the Irish partner.Orson Welles blew in, demandedan audition and a part, becamethe talk of Dublin and thenblew off. James Mason alsocame for the experience, andlater D~me Sybil Thorndykeappeared in " Ghosts."However, the company wereheavily in debt, from whichthey were frequently partiallyrescued by Lord Longford, whoassumed a seat on the board ofdirectors, a seat which grewlarger and more powerful asthe debt grew. Invariably hismonetary assistance pre-disposedto a voice in their engagementand the casting of theactors, which caused some conflictwith Edwards, and in theend when the Dublin GateTheatre went on their first tourto Egypt, Edward Longfordopened at the vacant theatrewith his own company which includedseveral of the firstgroup’s members and his ownproteges. Confusion occurredby two companies using thesame name and finally he becameknown as Longford Productionswith an agreement bywhich the theatre was to beoccupied by each company forsix months of the year.Anguish-MoistOn Saturday the intellectualsof College and other hauntscollected at the " Icarus"party. I hid behind the cursins,fascinated by a group ofwar-like individuals disguisedby their beards. Kate Lucy,feeling somewhat neglected,wandered aimlessly aroundKevin O’Byrne, who was concentratingon a bevy of prettycurls. I saw Hilary Pyle in acorner quietly consuming aplate of monkey nuts, aided byPaddy Haley-Dunne, both protestedthat it was their suppertime.John Dumas and JohnMcIvor, in complete agreementfor once, sank into armchairsnear the drinks; perhaps that iswhy Brunhilde Achilles seemedagast at the rapidly diminishingrefreshments. M e r y 1Gourlay kept on her coat andgloves (in preparation for aquick getaway?), and passedinformation and biscuits to alland sundry. I avoided MichaelSrigley, who, arrayed in somebodyelse’s suit, was trying torecruit new members for the" I cazxls " staff. However, hewas hindered by Anne Cluysenaarinquiring who Daedaluswas.Toothsome Two-somesChanging partners; now thatthe Snow-Deeves partnershipseems so firmly established,their respective inamorata ofpast times have had to find consola~mnm each others company.On seeing them atthe Metropole, I wonder justhow much consolation DavidMcCarter was in fact able toobtain from Biddy Acheson.Dermot Beatty, wrestling with" Babs" on the centre of thefloor, and Paddy Knox Peeblesdoing likewise with ’-’ Rita"under the stairs, made mewonder why these two wereunable to-find girls in Trinity.I was told that one had his faceto blame, and the other hisreputation. Can this be true?I hear that our sportswomanGilds Horsley was told by BrunoBrown, a gentleman as muchlacking in manners as in outwardappearance, that owing toThe work of the two factionswas totally different, the newerarrivals concentrating on theclassics of the previous centuryand the famous French dramatists,the Gate continuing to donew works like Cocteau’s " TheInfernal Machine," and to experimentwith various methodsof production and design in anattempt to create, in contrastto the reproductive work byLongford. This company alsohad its writer in Lady Longford,a small tight person, spiderishin appearance and with adistinct penchant for sugaryremarks spiced with vitriol; sheis the perfect complement to herhusband who is florid of facewith a tiny bow limited by hisbreadth, to be seen at the topof the stairs at all his openingnights, red carnation in thebuttonhole of a perpetually bluesuit. Her plays have proved tobe mostly commentaries onmiddle-class Irela.nd, which sheobserves with a cat-like keenness.Several tours were undertakenby MacLimnmoir andFOUR & SIXthe dance. It says much forGilda’s popularity that within24 hours she was coffeed andcaptured by Ian Wilson, wholast night certainly seemed .oldenough to appreciate her newdress.CarnivalitoIn spite of cloak and daggerprecautions, some fifth-columnisthad leaked the news of theCarnival party to the grapevineand a long queue of gatecrasherswas waiting in Fitz-%-illiam Street on Saturday toget past fighting Rick Tomacelli.Ignoring two inebriates chainedlike suffragettes to the railings,I presented my carte d’entre~ toPaul Spyropoulos and enteredDante’s Inferno. The luridflicker of candle-light cast monstrouswrithing shadows on thewalls as a ripe hors d’oevresof nationalities jived andwriggled to calypso recordssupplemented by African dramsand muraccas. Marco Tomacelli,new "Sunday Express" reporter,was struggling to tune hisguitar to the ’cello voice ofGiovanna, while Ronnie Cohenadded to the triumphal choruswith his ,accordion, Jan Kaminskideserted Marina for thehigher pleasure of a metaphysicaldiscussion with JimmyChristou, and John Dumasmaintained the tone with mothlikeverbal flutterings. Onequestion asked by all the girls:Who is the hula-hipped WestIndian? Another asked by allthe men: Who is his partner?And another: Doesn’t Pat Burkefind it hard to be so consistentlypleasant ? Darenot Owe’m Floodgot in on the excuse ofGerman interests, and quicklyannexed Mimi, who obviouslydidn’t know about him. BillyPorter, pretending to be PatAnderson, and Connolly Cole,pretending to be Billy Porter,had a great time. Bantamboxer Tulalamba was out forthe count.The bridge was still beingheld against the onslaught ofbig businessman Terry Bentand his henchman, but RysiekKozubowski retired to the shavingparlour. Mopsie chasedPhones 753111, 74589, 79771 a subsequent engagement he Andrei (or was it the Other_ ~ would be unable to take her to Pole?) around the room, andEdwards, as the Gate becamepopularly to be known; travelswhich took them to Egypt andto Greece, and within recentyears to Elsinore Castle for theannual production of "Hamlet";Hilton Edwards is still a firstrate director and as an actorfully equals his partner, andthough occasionally flashes ofthe old brilliance are glimpsed,especially when they bothoccupy the stage together, theyshould realise that youth deservesan opportunity to playthe lead also. Recently thishas been permitted to a certainextent, but the casting has notwarranted the opportunity¯Ever since the 500-seatertheatre in green and gold, withits carved ornate Georgianceiling, has opened it has beenthreatened with closure. Atperiodic intervals the Corporationdemand that alterations bemade to conform with fire precautionregulations, minor workis being done on each occasionto appease the inspectors but nomore. The entrance staircase,flanked by water colours byLord Longford at two guineaseach, or designs by MacLiammoir,is at the root ofthe trouble. Coinciding withthe reoonstrances, rumour circulatesthat the Gate is closing,this has been happening foryears, but the present oneappears to be the strongest yet.The closing of this intimatep 1 a y h o u s e, uncomfortablethough it may be, would constitutea tragedy from whichDublin theatre would neverrecover and must not beallowed to occur, for it has beenamply proved by similar eventsthat a theatre company Withouta resident theatre is comparableto a displaced person without acountry.Andreas c~ased his brother out.But the memory lingered on.Trial TeaHeather Colhoun and herMerry Men--John the Templar,and Michael, anyone’s idea ofa good knight--gave a bun fightto welcome the shade of LordEvershed to No. 6. Loretta Browndunked her ginger snap in themilk and asked for a luggagerack to take to Naples, wherea certain drug-addict is takinga test-cure. " Can anyone introduceme to a Tomacelli?"she pleaded. Noragh (pre-Trinity Norah) Bennett wassupporting Missions to Seamen.I wonder why ? FlorenceLabinjo, the girl in the starrysari, was reminiscing abou:Kehinde Williams, and told n~ethat Sadru Jetha has finallygone west of Zanzibar. Jackand Jill were there too, andlittle Miss Kirwan seemed to besuffering from tea-pourer’s arm.Luckily strong-arm Fil. wasable to help, but privately consideredthat her own partieswere better. Janet (he6 Freeman)Humphrey was doing herworst to look seductive behinda plastic table-cloth, .and RosemaryMoore was all around.Eventually the Auditor arrived,and most of her "friends"left.Flash BackIt was not my fault that I didnot notice in detail what washappening on Trinity Wednesday.I couldn’t be everywhereat once! Through a haze:Connolly Cole at the lastmoment still looking for aTRINITY PATRIOTS3--ISAAC BUTT (1813-79)Even as a boy, Isaac Buttshowed signs of a strong,determined character. At 15 heentered College and in 1833 hewas one of the founders of the" DU. Magazine." His work wasmainly political, but he alsowrote " Chapters of CollegeRomance," which reflected thelife of the t~me. At one time hewas almost sent down forsmashing the lamps in FrontSquare, but was allowed to stayand later became Auditor of theHist. In 1836 he was given thechair of Economics and in 1838was called to the Bar.Butt’s main interest lay inpolitics. During the Faminehis sympathy for the Irishpeasants was aroused andhe began to associate with theYoung Ireland Group, defendingO’Brien and Meaghervigorously when they werecharged with sedition.When the Fenian movementbegan he was known to bein favour of self-government.He realised, however, that aninsurrection would fail. I,t didfail, but Butt defended theprisoners without accepting anyfees. They were punished, andtheir champion suffered too, forhe had no money and was imprisonedin the Marshalseaprison.In 1871 l~e became leader ofthe Home Rule party in Parliament.His party grew, but soonbegan to split up in itself. 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4 TRINITY NEWS June 7, 1956FROM AN ABANDONED WORKUp bright and early that day,I was young then, feelingawful, and out, mother hangingout of the window in hernightdress, ,weeping and waving.Nice fresh morning,bright too early as so often.Feeling really awful, veryviolent. The sky would darkenand rain fall and go on falling,all day, till evening. Thenblue and sun again a second,then night. Feeling all this,how violent and the kind ofday, I~turned, and back withbowed head on the look-out fora slug or worm.Great love in my heart, too,for all things still and rooted,bushes, boulders and the like,even the waving flowers of thefield, not for the world whenin my right mind would I evertouch one, to pluck it. Whereasa bird now, or a bat, flutteringabout getting in my way,all moving things, getting inmy path, a slug now, gettingunder my feet, no, no mercy.Not that I’d go out of my wayto get at them, no, at a distanceoften they seemed still, then amoment later they were uponmeḂirds with my piercing sightI have seen flying so high, sofar, that they seemed not tomove, then the next thing theywere all about me, crows havedone this. Nor will I go out ofmy way to avoid such thingswhen avoidable. No, I simplywill not go out of my way,though I have never in my lifebeen on my way anywhere, butsimply on my way. And in thisway I have gone through greatthickets, bleeding, and deep intobogs, water too, even the seaIn some moods, and beencarried out of my course, ordriven back, in order not todrown. And that is perhapshow I shall die at last if theydon’t catch me. I meandrowned, or in fire, yes, perhapsthat is how I shall do it atlast, walking furious headlonginto fire and dying, burnt tobits.Then I raised my eyes andsaw my mother, still in thewindow waving, waving meback or on I don’t know, or justwaving, in sad helpless love,and I, heard faintly her cries,just cries they were. Thewindow-frame was green, pale,the house-wall grey and mymother white and so thin Icould see past her (piercingsight I had then) into the darkof the room, and on all thatfull the not long risen sun; andall small because of the distance,very pretty really thewhole thing, I remember it, the01d grey and then the thingreen surround and the thinwhite against the dark, if onlyshe could have been still andlet me look at it all.No, for once I wanted, tostand and look at son, thing. Icouldn’t with her there, wavingand fluttering and swaying inand out of the window asthough she thought she weredoing exercises, and for all Iknow she may have been, notbothering about me at all. Notenacity of purpose, that wasanother thing I didn’t like inher. One week it would beexercises, .and the next prayersand Bible reading, and the nextgardening, and the next playmgthe piano and singing, thatwas awful, and then just lyingabout and resting, alwayschanging. Her death, I, don’tremember much about herdeath, all I remember is thefrying-pan coming down on herhead and the bacon and eggsleaping out like pancakes andgoing to waste.But let me get on with theday I have hit on to begin with,any other would have done aswell, yes, get it out of my wayand on to another, enough ofmy mother for the moment.Well then for a time all well,no trouble, no birds at me,nothing across my path exceptat a great distance a whitehorse followed by a boy, or itmight have been a small manor woman. This is the onlycompletely white horse I remember,what I believe theGermans call a Schimmel. Oh,I was very quick as a boy andpicked up a lot of hardknowledge. Schimmel, n i c eword, for an English speaker.The sun was full upon it, asshortly before on my mother,and it seemed to have a redband or stripe running down itsside, a bellyband I thought itmust be, perhaps it was goingsomewhere to be harnassed, toa trap or suchlike. It crossedmy path a long way off, thenvanished, behind foliage Isupposed, all I saw was thesudden appearance of the horse,then disappearance. It wasbright white, with the sun on it,not a blemish. White, I. mustsay, has always affected mestrongly, all white things,sheets, walls and so on; evenflowers, and then just white, thethought of white. But let meget on with this day .and get itover.All well then for a time, justthe violence and then this whitehorse, when suddenly I flew intoa most savage rage, reallyblinding. Now why this suddenrage I really don’t know; thesesudden rages, they made my lifea misery. Many other thingsdid this, my sore throat forexample, I have never knownwhat it is to be without a sorethroat, but the rages were theworst. Like a great windsuddenly rising inside me, no,I can’t describe. It wasn’t theviolence getting worse in anycase, no connection. Some daysI would be feeling violent allday long and never have a rageand other days I would be feelingquite quiet for me and havefour or five rages. No, there’sno accounting for it, there’s noaccounting for anything withthe kind of mind I always had,~lways on the alert .against itself.There was a time I triedto get relief by beating by headagainst something, anything,but I gave it up. The best thingI found was to start running.Perhaps I should mention herethat I was a very slow walker.I didn’t dally or loiter in anyway, just walked slowly, littleshort steps and the feet veryslow through the air. WhereasI must have been one of thevery fastest runners the worldhas ever seen, over a short distance,ten or fifteen yards, in asecond I was there. But I couldnot go on at that speed, oh notfor breathlessness, it wasmental, all was always mental,figments. Now the jog trot, onthe other hand, I could no moredo that than I could fly. No,with me all was slow, and thenthese flashes, or gushes, ventthe pent, that was one of thosethings I used to say, over andover, as I went along, vent thepent, vent the pent.Fortunately, my father diedwhen I. was a boy, otherwise Iwould have been a professor, behad set his heart on it. A veryfair scholar I was too for atime, no thought, but greatmemory, I used, to tell him thethings as we went along, heliked that. One day I told himabout Milton’s cosmology, awayup in the mountains we were,resting against a huge rocklooking out to sea, that pleasedhim greatly. Love too, often inmy thoughts, when a boy, butnot a great deal compared toother boys, it kept me awake Ifound. Never loved anyone Ithink, I’d remember, except inmy dreams, .and there it wasmostly animals, dream .animals,nothing like what you see walkingabout the country, I couldn’tdescribe them, lovely creaturesthey were, white mostly. In away perhaps it’s a pity, a goodwoman might have been themaking of me, I might besprawling in the sun now, suckingmy pipe and patting thebottoms of the third and fourthgenerations, looked up to andrespected, wondering what therewas for dinner, instead ofstravaguing over the same oldroads in all weathers, I wasnever much of a one for newground. No, I. regret nothing,all I regret is having been born,dying in such a long, tiresomebusiness I always found.But let me get on now fromwhere I left off, the white horseand then the rage, no connectionI suppose. But why go on withall this, I don’t know, some dayI must end, why not now? Butthese are thoughts, not mine,no matter, shame upon me. NowI am old and weak, in pain andweakness murmur why andpause, .and the old thoughts wellup in me and over into myvoice, the old thoughts bornwith me and grown with me andkept under, there’s another. No,back to that far day, any farday, and from the dim grantedground to its things .and sky theeyes raised and back again,raised again a~d back againagain, .and the feet going nowhereonly somehow home, inthe morning out from home andin the evening back to homeagain, and the sound of myvoice all day long muttering thesame old things I don’t listen to,not even mine it was at the endof the day, like of a marmosetsitting on my neck with itsbushy tail, keeping me company.All this talking, veryBySamuel Beckettlow and hoarse, no wonder mythroat was sore. Perhaps Ishould mention here that I nevertalked to anyone, l: think myfather was the last one I talkedto. My mother was like thattoo, never talked, never"Foranswered, since my father died.thereI asked her for the money, Iof lecan’t go back on that now,wheth*those must have been my lastvoicewords to her. Sometimes shecarefucried out on me, or beseechedme, but never long, just a fewacrossgreatcries, then if I looked up, thetreatirpoor old thin lips pressed tightbeen i]together and the body turnednot g,away and just the corners ofthethis, i:eyes on me, but it was rare.ally aSometimes in the night I heardnot beher, talking to herself I suppose,or praying out loud, or skipping hundreds and even I would have to get up out of you cthousands of days in a way I::::::, :::::: :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::my chair:!:~:and wind~!~!them!~:!up looked!~ !~!~!~il:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::SAMUEL BECKETTreading out loud, or reciting herhymns, poor woman. Wellafter the horse and the rage Idon’t know, just on, then I supposethe slow turn, wheelingmore and more to the one orvther hand, till facing home,then back.Ah, my father and mother, tothink they are probably inparadise, they were so good.May I go to hell, that’s all Iask, and go on cursing themthere, and they look down andhear me, that might take someof the shine Off their bliss. Yes,I. believe all their blather aboutthe life to come, it cheers meup, and unhappiness like mine,there’s no annihilating that. Iwas mad, of course, and stillam, but harmless, I passed forharmless, that’s a good one. Ohnot really mad, just strange, alittle strange, and with everypassing year a little stranger,there must be few strangercreatures going about than meat the present day. My fathertoo, did I kill him too ? Perhapsin a way I did, I can’t go intothat now, much too weak andold. The questions float up asI go along and leave me veryconfused, breaking up I am.Suddenly they are there, no,they float up, out of an olddepth, and hover and lingerbefore they die away, questionsthat when I was in my rightmind would not have survivedone second, no, but atomizedthey would have been, before asmuch as formed, atomized. Intwos often they come, one hardon the other, thus, how shall Igo on another day? And then,how did I. ever go on anotherday ? Or, Did I kill my father ?And then, Did i ever kill anyone?That kind of way, to thegeneral from the particular Isuppose you might say, questionand answer too in a way, veryaddling. I strive with them .asbest I can, quickening my stepwhen they come on, tossing myhead from side to side and upand down, staring agonisedlyat this and that, increasing mymurmur to a roar, these arehelps. But they should not benecessary, something is wronghere, if it was the end I wouldnot so much mind, but how oftenhave I said in my life beforesome new awful thing?This is the end, and it was notthe end. And yet the end cannotbe far off now, I shall fallas I go along, and stay down,or curl up for the night as usualamong the rocks and beforemorning be g~ne, oh I know tooI. shall cease and be as before Iwas, only all over instead of instore, that makes me happy,often now my murmur faltersand dies and I whinge forhappiness as I go along and forlove of this old earth that hascarried me so long and whoseuncomplainingness will soon bemine. Just under the surface Ishall be, all together at first,then separate and drift, throughall the earth .and perhaps in theend through a cliff into the sea,something of me.A ton of worms in an acre,that is a wonderful thought; aton of worms; I believe it.Where did I get it, from adream, or a book read in a nookwhen a boy, or a word overheardas I went along? Theseare the kind of horrid questionsI have to contend with in theway I. have said.Now is there nothing to addto this day with the white horseand white mother in thewindow? Please read again mydescriptions of these, before Iget on to some other day at alater time, nothing really to addbefore I move on thus in time,could not at the time, but hadto get through somehow till Icame at last to the one I amcoming to now, no, I see nothing,all has gone but what Ihave said. So let me get onto this second day and get itover and out of my way and onto the next.Now the chief event of thissecond day is that I. was set onand pursued by a family ortribe, I do not know, of stoats,I think they Were stoats. Indeedif I may say so I was fortunateto get off with my life,strange expression, it doesn’tsound right somehow. Anotherman would have been bitten andbled to death, perhaps suckedwhite, like a rabbit, but if Icould have, and then had, I thinkI would have just lain down andlet myself be destroyed, as therabbit does. But let me startas always with the morning .andthe getting out, clear of thehouse. When a day comesback, whatever the reason, thenits morning and its evening tooare there, though in themselvesquite unremarkable, the goingout and coming home, that is aremarkable thing I find. Whattime of year, I really do notknow, does it matter ? Not wetreally, but dripping, everythingdripping, the day might rise.Did it ? No. Drip, drip all daylong; no sun, no change oflight, dim all day, and still, nota breath, till night, then black,and a little wind. I. saw somestars, as I neared home. Mystick of course, by a mercifulprovidence, I shall not say thisagain, when not mentioned mystick is in my hand, as I goalong. But not my long coat,just my jacket, I could neverendure the long coat, flappingand flailing about my legs, orrather one day suddenly Iturned against it, a suddenstrong dislike. And often whendressed to go out I would takeit out and put it on, then standin the middle of the room unableto move, until at last Icould take it off and put it backon its hanger, in the wardrobe.But I was hardly down thestairs and out of the door intothe air when the stick fell frommy hand and I just sank to myknees to the ground and thenforward on my face, a mostextraordinary thing to happen,and then after a little over onmy back, I could never lie onmy face for any length of time,much as I, loved to do so, itmade me feel sick. And thereI lay, half an hour perhaps, justlooking up at the sky, my armsalong my sides and thepalms of my hands against thewet pebbles and my eyes wideopen, straying over the sky.Now w.as this ’my first experienceof this kind? That isthe question that immediatelyassails one. Falls I had had inplenty, of the kind after whichunless a leg broken you angrilypick "yourself up and go on,cursing God and man, verydifferent from this. With somuch life gone from knowledgehow know when all began, allthe variants of the one that oneby one their venom stallingfollow one another, all life long,till you succumb. So in someway even olden things each timeare first things, all a going overand over and all once and nevermore.But let me get up and go onand get this awful day over andon to the next. But what is thesense of going on with all this ?There is none. Day after unrememberedday until mymother’s end, then again in anew place soon old until myown. And when I come to thisnight here among the rocks withwith my two books and the strongstarlight it will have passedfrom me and the day that wentbefore, all past and gone orperhaps just moments here andthere still, this little soundperhaps now that I don’t understandso that I gather up mythings and go back into :myhole, all so bygone it can betold. Over, over, there is a softplace in my heart for all thatis over, no, for the being over,I love the word. And often asI went along I have said it,with each step, or with everytwo steps, that is one syllablefor each step, and in the end Iwould be saying vero, vero. Ohbut for these awful fidgets Iwould have lived my life in abig empty echoing room witha big old pendulum clock, listeningand dozing, and the caseopen so that I could watch theswinging, moving my eyes toand fro, and the lead weightsdangling lower and lower untilagain, once a week.The third day was the look Igot from the roadman, suddenlyI see that now, the ragged oldbrute bent double down in theditch leaning on his spade orwhatever it was, leering roundand uP at me from under thebrim of his slouch, the redmouth, how was it I wonder Isaw him at all, that is more likeit, the day I saw the look I gotfrom Balfe, I went in terror ofhim as a child. Burbler us getaway from those old scenesand come to these, and myreward. Then it will be not asnow, I. see that suddenly now,day after day, out, on, round,back, in, like leaves turning, ortorn out and thrown crumpledaway, but a long unbroken timewithout before or after, light ordark, from or towards or at, theold half-knowledge of when andwhere gone, and of what, butkinds of things still, all at once,all going, till nothing, therewas never anything, never canbe, life and death all nothing,that kind of thing, only a voicedreaming and droning on allround, that is something, thevoice that once was in yourmouth. Well in any case onceput on the road and clear of theproperty what then, I rea31y donot know, the next thing I wasup in the bracken lashing aboutwith my stick making the dropsfly and cursing, filthy language,the same words over and over,I hope nobody heard me. Throatvery bad, to swallow wastorment, and something wrongwith an ear, I kept poking atit without relief, old wax perhapspressing on the drum.Extraordinary still over all theland, .and in me too all quitestill, a coincidence, why thecurses were pouring out of meI do not know, no, that is afoolish thing to say, and thelashing about with the stick,what possessed me, mild andweak to be doing that as Istruggled along, awful Englishthis. It is the stoats now, no,first I just sink down and vanishin the ferns, up to my waistthey were as I went along.Harsh things these great ferns,like starched, very woody,terrible stalks, take the skin offyour legs through your trousers,and then the holes they hide,break your leg if you’re notcareful, fall and vanish fromview, you could lie there forweeks and no one hear you, Ioften thought of that up in themountains, no, that is a foolishthing to say, just went on, mybody doing its best without me.BRINDLEYSLIMITEDPrinters ~r Stationer~"BookbindersAccount Book -ManufacturersFactory :Eustace StreetDublinStationery :22 Nassau StreetDublinJuneHasUiststandi]similmvailsAndand (Godot.tion t(Onlyberrie~’Wednecirclescomereadytoyo~possibweleorinveigcalledlags)activesider :doubtrespectheles:you li:S.C.MGF~

:LJune 7, 1956IT’S NOT T !Has it occurred to you thatU is the next best thing to T,standing for Trinity, where asimilar code of behaviour prevailsto rule our salad days?And are you curious about Sand C? This is rather likeGodot. We wait for an invitationto it, but it never comes.Only the 61ire go to Strawberriesand Cream on TrinityWednesday.For the newcomer in Trinitythere are a few sure methodsof letting everyone knowwhether you are T or not-T. Avoice "rawthur " well-bred andcarefully modulated to reach: across the nosiest room is agreat asset, and a habit oftreating all those who have notbeen introduced as servants willnot go amiss, In addition tothis, if your manners occasion-: ally .are the brand that wouldi not be tolerated in a sales girl,you can be sure you will belooked on favourably in Tcircles. If, however, you do notcome to Trinity with suchready-~nade advantages, it is upto you to become T as soon aspossible.If you went to one of thosewelcoming tea-parties and gotinveigled into what is nowcalled the C.U. (E.U. to oldlags) and stayed to become anactive member, you can consideryourself non-T; this is nodoubt a noble and highlyrespectable society, but nonethelessthe fact remains that ifyou like that sort of thing, theS.C.M. is much more T.MA$ON’$CAMERASENLARGERSEXPOSUREMETERSAnd all PhotographicEquipmentZEISSIKON SPECIALISTSTHOMAS H. MASONANO SONS LI’D.5 & 6 DAME ST.DUBLINGRANDYGentlemen’s Hosiersand Outfitters18 St. Stephenn’s Green N.Dublin(Top of Dawson Street)forQuality in OutfittingandSportswearA great disadvantage for theT’s is a pair of shapely femalelegs. Of course, you may Ravea pretty face, but do remembernot to use too much make-up,especially if you rather fancythe Rugger type. Mind you,the Boat Club is not so fussy.Go west, young man, go west toI slandbridge and be a Boat Clubman, for they are ,all tooterribly ?The Irish have a hard timetrying to be T, but, of course,the West Britons managerather nicely. Naturally, I amonly referring to the Republic.Those North of Ireland folk donot need any advice on how tobe T, it just seems to comenatunally.Now, of you are from overseasyou must spend some timeliving in College rooms, andnever forget that it just is notT to enjoy Commons meals.Two small points for theladies’ special notice that arecertain give-aways for the non-T’s. You must never .askanother girl if she is going to aCollege Ball if you are alreadyinvited yourself. Think how degradingit is for the poor girlif she has to admit failure.Even more important, for thisis in full view of everybody, youmust never open even onebutton of your dress to get alittle extra sun in College Park.Medical students startingtheir clinical years should notethat, although there are ~ tenhospitals which they mayattend, only those from theAdelaide and Paddy Dunn’s canbe classed as T.These are just a few examplesof what is T or not-T. If youfind after reading throughthem that you are T and yeteveryone seems to think ~therwise,maybe you have forgottenthe most important fact of all.It is not at all T to be T.T.CAPCambridge Goes ModernThis year for the first timein Cambridge history, womenhave been allowed sit theirexams, in the same room as themen. Girton women arrive inbuses and taxis every morningto take their places in theexamination hall. One studenthas been heard complainingbitterly that a girl in ,a backlessdress sat in front of himfor a maths, paper and that he" found it difficult to concentrateon sine curves." A touchingincident occurred w h e n astudent and his girl stopped onthe steps of the hall to giveeach other a kiss for luck.Trinity has become hardenedby now. Or does Maeve’spresence in Regent House stillraise the blood-pressure allround ?HelpfulNotice in Trinity College,Cambridge: "In case of fire,shout ’ Fire.’"Pickets Outsi4e BuffetOn April 16th, almost all theFrench Universities went onstrike in protest against thefood served in their canteens.They claimed it was badlycooked and insufficient.seems a familiar cry.ItPolice RaidPolice raided the CentralReference Library of ManchesterUniversity to stop astudent row. A group of menwho wanted the secretary oftheir society to speak at a meetingdecided he would have to betaken by force and tried tocarry him off. He fought back,and in the general chaos thelibrarians panicked and dialled999. The police arrived andcarried off the unfortunatesecretary to the barracks. Nomore work that night.Grams: Pheasant, DublinPhone: 43191 (4 lines) |TRINITY NEWSTHE MAN HIMSELFSamuel Beckett is perhapsthe most well-knownof the Trinity Graduatesto-day, for he is the centreof a literary controversythat has spread round theworld from America toJapan.He studied Italian and Frenchin Trinity, won a scholarshipand became a Gold Medallist in1927. Characteristically shyand quiet, he had, however, afondness for Beamish--in fact,since he left there is none tobe had in Dublin. Food was notso important to him, and hismother used to pay periodicvisits to College to try to forcehim to eat. Although he wrotecontinually, he also played golffor Foxrock and won his cricketcolours.When he left College he wentto France and lectured in theEcole Normale Sup6rieure." Horoscope," his first book ofverse, won the Nancy CunardPrize. In 1930 he returned asa lecturer to Trinity. Studentswere eager to hear him,although his technique was todeliver one profound sentenceevery four or five minutes withdeep silences in between,Beckett had difficulty in beingrecognised as a writer and hisfirst fiction work was banned inIreland.W i t h "Molloy," "MaloneMeurt " and " L’Inommable,"is reputation increased, andWaiting for Godot," producedy Roger Blin, the champion oflost causes, started a violentcontroversy. It has now beenaccepted enthusiastically byaudience and critic, and producedin Germany, London,Dublin and as far away as TelAviv."Texte Pour Rien" isBeckett’s latest work. Like allhis books except " Murphy," itis in French. French has, infact, become his native tongue.His writing is illegible in .anylanguage.AND GOWNBrazil Students StrikeAbout 10,000: students of theState of Minas Gerais havecome out on strike to supportthe editor of their college paperwho has been sent down, havingcriticised the administration ofthe college." Rag" on the Grand ScaleI.n Prague the students havetaken over the city’s largestpark for the " rag." They arerunning a 24-hour prognamme,with sports events, specialentertainments for children, anda fancy-dress parade. It is askit on student life, with the’title " House of Horrors."Apathy?Students in British Columbiadecided that the apathy in theircollege should be exposed. In.an attempt to prove that votersdo not know anything about thepeople they elect, they proposeda French poodle under the name" Kiki Graham." The dog waselected to third place on thestudent council, with a total of405 votes.Woman in the BathTwo Manchester Universitystudents raided the Women’sUnion .and stole a bath plug,challenging the President tocome and retrieve it. This shedid, and went one better thanthe men, staying to take a bathin their hostel. All this excitementwas an effort to persuadethe board of the hostelto allow women to be entertainedin the men’s bed-sittingrooms.Into the LiffeyIt is fun to join a GermanUniversity as a woman student.Before you are let in your, professorbegs you to promise notto commit suicide. Apparently,German girls are inclined totake failure in exams, ratherseriously, and a batch of badresults is followed automaticallyby a series of suicides.Wholesale and RetailHit Them ForSixSummer is icumen in, and soare the drab florals in CollegePark. May I offer a littleserious advice to young hopefulstrying to catch the eye ofthe rare, discerning ,male?The H-line should have beendropped long ago and the waistline returned to the waist. Thisshould be modelled narrow, andthe effect enhanced by a veryfull skirt. The hang of this isimmensely improved by a stiffhnderskirt. Opportunity forindividual choice is affordedabove the waist; big, roundedor square Spanish necklines arethe most becoming.The Irishwoman, says BettyWhelan, continues to favour bogbrowns and greens. When theseare seen against the almost inevitablegrey skies the result ismonotonous and depressing. Becourageous, and go all out forcontrast with gay Californiancottons. Big hats are alwaysin fashion, with an orientaltrend towards turbans andcoolie hats. For dressy wear,stilletto-heels are high fashion,’but the equally fashionablecork-heels should only be wornon the beach. Pretty, cheapstraw sandals and bags can beseen in most of the Dublinshops, and are quite suitable forthose idle afternoons in thepark.Beach wear this year is veryexciting: checked aad floweredbloomer swim-suits are beingworn, with flowered bathingcaps to match. The smartestway to get dry is to sport astriped towelling jacket, orflaunt, a huge, poncho-shapedtowel in Mexican colours.What to wear in town? Aslim, sheath dress with astraight accompanying jacket isrecommended for those who areslim themselves. For formaloccasions, the Empire line ischic and sufficiently youthful.This has been modified to showa high bodice with a very fullskirt. The popular Princessline features a moulded waistlinewith a front panel fallingin one piece from shoulder tohem.The truly elegant suits arealways fitted with a slightlyshorter jacket this year. Boxysuits should be worn casually orfor the races, and teamed withsoft moccasin--as practical andfar more attractive than " sensible" brogues.Betty Whelan considers thatlilac and pink are the coloursthis season, and evening dressesshould be ballet-length. Thisis far more practical for peoplewho want to enjoy themselvesthan a sweeping ball-dress, and,after all, no one can looksoigne6 in crumpled net with adown-trodden hem! Keep yourfabrics crisF--avoid satin andconcentrate on the prettiercottons, nylons and piqu6.Take these hints; your pursewill not suffer unduly, but yourdowdier girl friends will whenthe men begin noticing the bestdressed girl in Trinity!Johanna Pat(Betty Whelan Agency).SUMMER SALAD"I recommend ’Salad Days,’especially to Trinity people," iswhat Denis Carey is reportedas saying in the " Irish Times."The excellence of the productionmakes the revue a mustfor all Dubliners, but it shouldbe of particular interest toTrinity students. Not only doesit portray life in a universitysimilar to ours, but Denis Careyhimself, the producer, is aTrinity graduate. Taking aClassics degree, and studyingLaw as well, he did noacting. Since he left Collegehe has become more and moreimportant in the theatre, till, asthe producer of the Bristol OldVic, he became known as one ofthe most original in England.His "A Winter’s Tale," for instance,was very well received.Perhaps it is not surprisingthat Denis Caret should havetaken the theatre ,as a profession.His mother acted inthe original Gate Theatre Companywith MacLiammoir andEdwards, so it was natural thathe should assimilate the enthusiasticspirit of its earlydays. And it is only to be expectedthat he should cross toEngland, for where is theoppotrunity for a producer inIreland ?5TAILORINGUnder the supervision ofour London-trained cutterCASSOCKS, HOODSGOWNSBRYSON LTD.3 CHURCH LANE,COLLEGE GREENSPORTS GIFTSfor Every AgeIndoor .& Outdoor GamesJ. 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LAtJVLOR’SOFUPPER RAlliMINES ROADSP:ORTSI [ THECHERRYTREEIHigh-Class VictuallersSuppliers to T.C.D.143 UPR. ATHIV INES RD., DUBLINTelephone: 91737NEWSRESTAURANT Ltd.12/13 STH. LEINSTER ~1Open (week-days) from9.30 a.m. to 11 p.m.Pbvne : 66706.rIIt!:t:Ii.ii ;tiCricketCOLO URS MA TCHLOSTTHE Trinity Week match between Trinity and N.I.C.C.,played on Monday and Tuesday, resulted in a cleancutwin for the northern side, which included four internationalplayers. The margin of victory, 88 runs, couldhave been reduced considerably if Trinity’s fielding,especially in the out-field, had reached anything like firstclassstandards.N.LC.C. batted first on apitch that favoured batsmenrather than bowlers, and beforelunch 119 runs were on theboard. After lunch, however,the rate of scoring dropped andthe side was all out for 215.Dawson took four wickets, butone felt that more than one ofthese successes was due to mistakesby the batsmen ratherthan any particular skill on thebowler’s part. Coker, who attimes bowled with penetration,and Harkness also captured twowickets each.At the close of play onMonday evening, Trinity werein a not impossible position,with the score at 46 for two.B. K. Wilson had been 1.b.w. tomedium-pace bowler Hewitt,and I. Steen had been caughtbehind the wicket off the samebowler.On Tuesday, however, few ofthe remaining Trinity batsmenapart fram Coker and Harrison,displayed any skill or determinationand the innings closedwith the score at 135.Trinity’s bowling improvedconsiderably during the N.I.C.C.second innings. Drewery hadthe good figures of 5 for 18,and bowled accurately, allowingthe batsmen little opportunityto score freely. Such was hissuccess that with eight wicketsdown, N.I.C.C. had only compiled116 run.Trinity were left with 197runs to make in the remainingBe Smart for TrinityWeek !your frock, blouse orshirt can be washedby1II|THE COURT LAUNDRY |Ipish Bicycle IndustPies Ltd., DublinINTERESTED INMOTORING ?ILECTURESII: FILMS : DRIVING COURSESSELF-DRIVE CARSt£me, but never looked likereaching the required total. Oneoustanding feature, however,was the batting of T. P. Smith,who, fresh from his interprovincialexperience, hit 57runs out of a Trinity total of108. He scored freely all roundthe wicket, and displayed awide range of elegant strokes.If Trinity wish to maintaintheir position in the league,an all-round improvement isurgently needed. Greater consistencyin the batting andbowling and m u c h morealertness in the field areessential; whatever the reasonsare for batting and bowlingfailures, there can be no excusefor slack fielding.RowingOne All -- No DeciderAt Lough Erne on Thursday,the 1st eight defeated a PortoraRoyal School eight by one anda quarter lengths. This victorywas some compensation for thedefeat by the Portora eight inflictedin the Head of the Riverr a c e. Unfortunately, thePortora crew will not be ableto travel to the Trinity Regattaon June 8th-9th to gain theirrevenge. Main opposition toTrinity in this event is expectedto dome from the Garda eight,although the U.C.D. crew haveshown considerable improvementin recent weeks.SwimmingCLOSE DECISIONS IN GALAThe Trinity Week Gala, organised bythe D.U. Swimming Club, held on Mondayevening, provided close finishes in anumber of events. In the men’s 100metres, breast-stroke, Gibson won byinches from E. Briggs.The men’s 100 metres free-style was won inthe good time of 65 secs. by Pigott, who aftera close .and exciting struggle just beat Lockhartby a yard. The outstanding woman competitorwas Miss Boyle. She won both the 60 metresfree-style and the 100 metres events. Miss Boylealso came second to Miss Craig in the 60 metresbreast-stroke.I.n the latter paYt of the evening the interclubrelays provided considerable excitement. Themen’s event was won by the Squash Club, withthe Hockey Club second, while the ElizabethanSociety were first in the ladies’ relay.The 100 metres handicap for men ended in adead heat between Dowse and Shelley, and followinga Trinity victory in the polo squad, theprogramme ended with a water-polo match betweenDublin University and Pembl~oke, whichwas drawn. Pearson scored all three goals forTrinity.Golf Wedges Foursomes LostMonday’s Wedges (2nd team) match wasplayed against Sutton in difficult conditions.Trinity were beaten 4-1.The point came from two halved matches,where those concerned were B. Nicholson,partnered by J. O’Barry, and W. Cummings,playing with R. Skuce.Sailing DIVISIONAL RESULTSThe following are the results of Friday’s SailingClub Divisional races at Dun Laoghaire:--Division 1. -- Mopsy (J. Cussen); 2, Piglet(J. Hodson); 3, Cotton Tail (M. Lewis); 4,Flopsy (R. Sides); 5, Peter (T. Kelly).Division 2.--1, Piglet (J. Dunlop); 2, Peter (G.Green); 3, Cotton Tail (Miss L. Baskin); 4,Mopsy (W. Miller); 5, Flopsy (F. Leeman).Division 3. -- 1, Peter (J. Olhaussen); 2,Piglet (Miss F. Bawtree); 3, Cotton Tail (V. D.Smith); 4, Flopsy (Miss V. Barrett); 5, Mopsy(R. Miller).A WEEK OF SPORTRINITY Week has gotToff to an extremelySuccessful start. An entertainingcricket match inthe Park was followedyesterday by the colourfulCollege Races, which produceda high standard offield events. In addition,athletics in both fiat andthe Swimming Gala and theBoxing fixture haveattracted a good deal ofinterest. The Tennis Championshipsare to be decidedto-day, and the waterevents with sail and oarcomplete the programmeon Friday and Saturday,after the Motor Cycle andLight Car Club hase heldits meeting.People in the sports newsthis week include T. P.Smyth, who scored astylish half-century in thesecond innings ; Mackay,Taylor and Lawson, all ofwhom were again prominenton the athletic field.Miss Boyle’s double winwas a feature of the Gala.The Boxing Club as awhole deserve special mentionfor Tuesday’s highclassexhibitions.The Regatta promises tobe as successful as ever.Keen competition is anticiparedin the novices fours,for which crews fromalmost all clubs andsocieties have been entered.BoxingWWant to Learn to Drive?Want to know how yourCar Works? Then come toP.S.--Post Graduate Courses AlsoPublished by the Trinity News Company and printed by the Brunswick Press, Ltd.First-Class Bouts in the Gym.HEN the University middleweight, D. Baxter, out.pointed T. McCormick last night, he assured a hard.won victory for the Trinity Club. It was one of the bestmatches of the year, for Belsize Boxing Club of Lonaonsent a team comprised of former Dublin men, most ofwhom had been champions in their class before they leftTrinity.The hosts were successful bythe narrow margin of threebouts to two.A large audience hadobviously not forgotten " Spud"Murphy, the former Universities’flyweight champion. Boxingwell within himself,Murphy could do no better thantake a points’ verdict from T.McCarthy, who produced one ofhis best exhibitions to date.Belsize’s other success camein the lightweight division. D.Ritehie narrowly defeated R.Fisher in a close contest.TennisLADIES WIN THE GILLOn Thursday last, theD.U. Women’s Tennis Teamscored their first ever winin the Gill Cup which isplayed for annually betweenTrinity and U.C.D.The competition began in1945.In the opening singles, MissG. Horsley scored a convincingwin over Miss M. O’Sullivan, aleading Irish player. MissHorsley lost the first set 2-6,but rallied strongly to take thenext two, 6-2, 7-5. Miss R.Ritchie, Miss M. Lodge and MissA. Dowley all scored goodsingles wins for Trinity, whileMiss V. Mullen was onlynarrowly defeated in a closegame, 5-7, 7-5, 4-6.In the doubles, the U.C.D.players could only win one setin three matches.henrystreetdublinTrinity’s welterweight, C.Smith, had little difficulty inovercoming J. Wallace, andClub captain J. C. Walsh loftthe match open with a meritoriousvictory over R. Shanks.No punches were pulled inthe Baxter-McCormick middleweightbout. The present )"champion might have been !.troubled with McCormick’s" shoulder" defence, but by thethird round he was on top,throwine hard punches to thebody, as well as causing hisvery fit opponent to miss onmany occasions.Special Contests~ResultsLight -- W. Gregory (DublinUniversity) beat V. Ryan(Arbour Hill).Welter -- J. Wilson (Vet.College) bt. C. Gamble (DublinUniversity); J. Joyce (ArbourHill) bt. S. Onojobi (DublinUniversity).Cruiser--C. 0’Flynn (DublinUniversity) bt. J. Healy (Collegeof Surgeons).MEET THE "BOYS" ATLineoln’sInn19 LINCOLN PLACEAdjacent to Back GateThe O’Connell BridgeSCHOOL OF MOTORING1 Aston’s Quay ( Tel’phone75288 )Special Concessions to Students by arrangement with S.R.C.Ii-Treoquotiorundtoo:in’agrVniT]nealbeerad’i~rbyexalselftag(hostSwipassandT]chosblueandtheing,mouareThandhav(theinboo~nerostaffso anotligh’centTheof lsignquit,plet,TheGer~woebeerg~vewhodire,centwhi(whi(Inde:[or IThedateTIforwhi(aneerooEMwillrooE¯ 1