2 TRINITY NEWS February 13, 1958TRINITY NEWS3 <strong>Trinity</strong> CollegeChairman :J. T. KILLENVice-Chairman :J. KAMINSKIEditors:T. D. ROSE, N. TOLSTOY, C, KERRBusiness Managers:g. A. LUTTON, P. VAUGHAN, M. RIGGSP. J. CHAUVEAU, R. KENNEDYSecretary: MISS H. LASKEYVol. V TRINITY NEWS No. 8THURSDAY, lSTH FEBRUARY, 1958Money Maketh ManALTHOUGH statistics aregenerally regarded as the bestfriend of the politician in dimculties,they frequently, nevertheless,serve to throw into sharp reliefsome problem which previouslywas enshrouded in billowing mistsof vagueness. When the questionof, for example, the extent of Stateaid for higher education in Irelandis discussed, it is comforting tofind refuge in some generalisationabout Ireland being a poor country,but .despite that she is leaving nostone unturned . . . and so on foras long as one cares to continuethis wretched sort of stuff. If oneturns, however, to statistics, oneis likely to undergo the salutaryexperience of being shocked out ofone’s complacency on this matter.Latest available figures, for instance,show that of 6,917 Irishmen and women being educated atuniversities in this country, only327, or four per cent., receive Stateor local government aid. Apartfrom the appalling fact that onlyten per cent. of the populationobtain even a secondary education,it seems quite ludicrous that thebest educational facilities in thecountry should be available verylargely to those with sufficientwealth to allow them to avail ofthese facilities.In other European countries,notably Sweden and Great Britain,the able boy who comes from apoor family has at least a fairchance of gaining a universityeducation. Critics may comparethe resources of this country withthose of the countries mentionedabove, and claim that not:hingfurther could be done. But whatefforts have been made recently bypublic figures to even examine thisquestion ? With a few honourableexceptions, apathy seems to be therecurrent theme as far as this par-mticular problem is concerned.<strong>Trinity</strong> has recently made awelcome step in the right directionby enlarging the number and valueof entrance scholarships; yetdespite the generosity of <strong>Trinity</strong>’sawards, it would be virtually impossiblefor any except the firstfew scholars each year to exist onthem alone. State and local governmentaid should supplementuniversity awards. Even if one isnot a rabid Socialist, one cannotavoid being angered that thepresent situation should be allowedto continue. It is almost impossibleto imagine how real progress cancome to Ireland as long as men ofhigh intellectual ability are forced,through lack of education, to seekmanual labour in Britain and elsewhere.The Editorial Board do not accept ally responsibilityfor views expressed by correspondents.All copy intended for publication must beaccompanied by the name of the contributor evenif this is not for publication.<strong>Trinity</strong> <strong>News</strong> welcomes news items, correspondenceand articles, which should be sent toTRINITY NEWS, 8 TRINITY COLLEGE, Allsuch items should be typed, or written legibly, onone side of the paper only.For advertising space in this newspaper applythe Advertising" Manager, TRINITY NEWS, 3TRINITY COLLEGE.Photographs taken by the Staff Photographermay be obtained post free from T H EPHOTOGRAPHER. T R I N I T Y NEWS, STRINITY COLLEGE.Profile :J. O. OLADITAN, Captain of AthleticsJohn Oladipo Oladitan was born in it is on the athletics’ field that he has]llbadan, Nigeria, in 1930, and finished bee~. c~asistently outstandi}~g., ......mls nrs~ year in Ene 2A_LilleElC LAUD,I] college there 19 years later. For the four~competing in+the 100 yards, long jumpyears which he spent in Nigeria afterthis, he held the job of a GovernmentCo-op. Inspector, after which he came toIreland, and entered <strong>Trinity</strong> in 1955,and high jump, he set such a highstandard that next season he wasawarded his "pink." He was Collegechampion in the high and long jumps in1954 and 1955; was third in the Universities’Athletic Union Championships in1955, and also a member of <strong>Trinity</strong>’steam which won the Eire 4 x 110 yardsrelay championship in that year. Lastyear, coming back on to the scene again,his great triumph was winning theUniversities’ A.U. long jump championshipheld at Reading. His genial persenalityand gift for organisation hasalready made him a very popular andefficient captain of the Athletic Club for1958. It is hoped that he may competein the long jump for Nigeria in thisyear’s Empire Games in Cardiff.Oladipo, often seen traversing FrontSquare between No. 30 and Front Gate,is noted for his immaculate and colourfuldress, from bow-tie and Londontailoredsports jacket to his brownsuede shoes. He appreciates classicalmusic, but is particularly fond of jazzand calypso, as is evident by the gramophonepick-up and records in his roams;he also enjoys dancing as a relaxation.His flair for organisation appearsagain in his having been Secretary of the, Nigerian Social Union in Ireland in 1955.But his main interest is in politics, whichembarking upon an Honors course in may well turn out to be his futureHistory. Excepting a year’s inter- career. T.o cap all his previous achieveruptionon account of illness, he has ments in College, he became engaged income through to this, his final year, December of last year to Miss Franceswithout faltering. For his first two Akinsete, a second year Natural Scienceyears he was an active and successful student. We wish him the best of luckme’tuber of the Philosophical Society, but for a most promising future.I was There--I,t was with some trepidation that Iarrived at No. 6 on Monday afternoon toreport o.n the Liz. debate on the motion" That to-day women are cats and menare mice." Apart from the difficultiesinvolved in arriving at suitable criteriafor judging an all-female debate, theprospect of being held up to scorn asbeing the mouse par excellence was notexactly inviting.Having been plied liberally with teaand buns by anxious committeemembers, I made my way to the roomwhere the debate was to take place.The decor and furniture here combinedto create a pleasant drawing-roomatmosphere, which, while possiblytaking form the cut and thrust of debate,evidently seemed to encourage some ofthe best impromptu speeches from" thefloor that I have heard for some time.Miss S. Butler led for the proposith~n,and despite the somewhat unfortunateinitial impression give,n by her formidablelooking script, she did contriveto be suitably frivolous, and displayedconsiderable erudition on the subject ofartificial finger-nails. She was followedby Miss J. Phelps, whose speech againstthe motion was in many ways a curiousperfor’mance. Her description of middleagedladies in beauty parlours, and herdevastating analysis of the reasons for"cattiness " in elderly people were forme quite spine-chilling; on the otherhand, her examples of men who werenot mice ranged from breathtakinghilarity from President Eisenhower toTommy Steele.Miss P. Minshull was next to Speak,and turned in what was p.ossibly the bestperformance of the afternoon. I foundher descriptions of woman’s methods ofensnaring man quite fascinating, and herability in presenting her facts was quiteoutstanding. Possibly here again therewas a little too much reliance on thescript, especially in the early stages, butgenerally this was a highly creditableeffort.WITCHCRAFT ?The Auditor, Mr. F. C. Young (Sch.),in his paper to the MetaphysicalSociety, said that Radiaesthesia waspractised as early as 2000 B.C. It was,he maintained, a latent faculty possessedby most people and capable of developmentin approximately 80 per cent. ofmankind. It consists of the ability toreceive rays and waves, which are transmittedthrough one’s muscles to aninstrument known as a pendulum. Thependulum can be of any size and shapeand of any material, provided it is a n.onconductorof electricity, black being themost suitable colour, and it should besuspended by a thread of gut or nylon.Practice is essential, and one’s mentalcondition and attitude to the experimentare very important. Since all objects,animate and inanimate, give off radiations,one should imagine oneself asbeing super sensitive. It was, therefore,most important for the operator to bein symuathy with the idea, and for theexperiments to be carried out in a quiet,uncluttered room.He made a plea to his audience totreat Radiaesthesia as a serious subject.Although it cann.ot tell the future, it canMiss R. Plunkett, despite being a lastminutesubstitute, contrived to make oneor two interesting remarks before thedebate was thrown open to the house.The quality of the floor speeches hasalready been .noted. The orators of theHist. and Phil. could have benefitedconsiderably fr.om the example providedhere: G.M.B. speakers as a rule seemto me unwilling to stand up, make asingle point, and sit down again. Thisis understanable in one way, of course.The formulae for address at Hist. andPhil. meetings are so extended that itmight appear ludicrous that more thanhalf of one’s speech should be devotedto preliminary invocations.Miss E. Howe was the first of thespeakers on the floor. Her faintlyaggressive manner leant force to herconvincing tirade against male cowardicewhen faced with the interesting task ofdismissing a.n alcoholic gardener.Miss V. Cole and Miss C. Challen alsoprovided creditable speeches; again, bothperformed without the aid of notes.Miss Watchuku, too, must be mentionedfor her interesting description ofwoman’s status in Africa. For me, however,the gem of the afternoon camein Miss D. Skerrett’s .oration in whichshe gave a colourful vignette of malesin dance halls.Miss J. Lloyd, the Liz. President, whohad handled the debate effectively,summed up before putting the motionto the house. The final result was thatthe motion was defeated by 17 votes to14. Although no world-shaking complicationsare expected to result from thisdebate, it was at least entertaining. Itis refreshing to see that in one ,majorsociety the vast majority of speakers donot take either themselves or the motiontoo seriously. There is always a danger,one feels, that the accusation may belevelled against the Hist. and Phil. that,as has been said about the CambridgeUnion, they are among the finest collectionsin the country of old men undertwenty-five.give ,much useful information concerningthe past and present--informationoften inaccessible by more orthodoxmeans. In recent years it has beenapplied with great success to food, forthe testing of whether a certain food issuitable for a particular person; to agriculture,for testing whether a harmonyexists between various plants anddifferent types of soil, and betweenvarious plants and different types offertilisers; in medicine, for testingwhether a particular organ is healthy ornot.He also spoke of Teleradiaesthesia.This, he said, was the receiving ofanswers to various questions, but it wasnot infallible since an experiencedoperator can will the pendulum to actaccording to his will.He finished by stating that precognition,clairvoyance and telepathy do infact exist, basing his claim partly onteleradiaesthesia and partly on the newtheory of the universe, which is in turnbased on the new theory of atoms. Hisaudience appeared somewhat bewilderedby all they had heard, although a fewof them seemed prepared to accept thatthere might be something in it!I Lettersto the Editor IJABUSES MUST S<strong>TOP</strong>Dear Sir,--It is heartening to read, inthe current issue of " <strong>Trinity</strong> <strong>News</strong>," ofyour efforts to assist in the hunt for,and eventual liquidation of, " guests "~invited and otherwise--who flatter theBuffet with their presence.Surely this .necessity to take stepsto eliminate these under-nourished" foreigners " is but another illustrationof the greater necessity for a form ofpersonal identification of each genuine,living specimen of the type of organismnormally pr.owling in <strong>Trinity</strong> i.n the pursuitof the Arts and/or the opposite sex.The suggestion that the production,upon demand, of the receipt for the £5capitation levy should be the acceptedform of self-identification in the Buffetis wholly unacceptable, if for no otherreason than that it conjures up visionsof vast fili~g-cabinets and portablesecretaries built into un-subdued waistcoatsso as to stock and deliver up themultitudinous receipts, forms, declarations,certificates and sworn testimoniesthat will surely become necessary if thisembryonic Orwellism is permitted totake root; in time it will have becomenecessary to possess Honors privileges inorder to take dessert.A far less painful--and long overdue~expedient would be to issue eachundergrad with a personal card bearinghis or her name, address, pursuit(academic, that is!), College standing,signature and photograph. Not onlywould such a system make it imnossibhfor alien elements to feast at <strong>Trinity</strong>,but it would also fulfill the real need forsome form of student-card which ariseswhen one has to deal with bodies, toquote one examMe, such as the ItalianMinistry of l.nstruction ~nd Fine Arts inconnection with visits to art galleries,museums, etc. The inroduction of suchcards with their many uses woulclamount to nothing short of massacrewith one stone !--Yours truly,P. P. Mannion.College Historical Society.10th February, 1958.Dear Sir, -- Regarding the Buffetservice and its abuse by students notregistered at this University, it hasoccurred to me that a system ofadmission cards should be used with adefinite advantage to the studentsbelonging to <strong>Trinity</strong>.With this I propose that one card foreach term, like a season ticket, be issuedto students who have their names on theCollege books. This card should be indicatedwith a dated space for everyweek-day in the term. Before admissionto the Dining Hall the valid datedportion should be punched or cut awayby a person so entitled. By thismethod only one " Trixdty student meal"per day is possible, and would thusautomatically exclude personae nongratae. When enforced clipping ispractical till 2 p.m. only, or earlier, noinconvenience would be caused to paststudents or others, and at that timethere is no rush anyway.Thor Dahl.February 10, 1958.Archaeology and theScientistix ~1Itli01:h1]t:t~C.O:tlI,bcdcf~fre~Hhitrfi.WlpaSI~paexL:TrgroldeptLast week’s meeting of D.U.E.SA.namhighlighted the " artistic science " dclas~archaeology, when Mr. J. R. a~ actbGoulden read his most instructiveMit(absorbing paper to the Association. ~ actiThe archaeologist or detective of prehistory attempted to throw light on themysteries of man’s life in the unrecorddpast. To this end he relies implicitlythe specialised knowledge of scientistsin various fields--the geologist for thediagn.osis of the original site of a clayfound in a fragment of nottery, thechemist for an analysis, for’example, ofa bronze vessel; the physicist for datinga site, using the rate of decay of theradioactive carbon isotope C14; this iscarried out in conjunction with thebota.nist who can correlate sites bYexamining the carbon containing polle~grains present, since these do not decompose with age as do the softer partsof the flora. There is interest for thezoologist and anatomist in the study o~bones. In the particular case of thewell-preserved Egyptian mummies, signshave been found of diseases in the boneS.--for instances, some of the E~:vptia~were found to have suffered badly fro~ Varthritis. In other cases, vario~surgical operations have been formwhich indicate the amazing advan,emenof medicine in Egypt at that time ~. T/asonly hindering scientists, Mr. Gould.e~observed, are the agriculturalists wl~0succeed in destroying much valuablearchaeological evidence und e rpl~ughlaat it relies so much on science,headhfact,archaeology c an be clasmfied ~ only" scientific deduction Theresense of the word, ioweIv nr. thet an.n0!st~ as ev~be termed a science, alt oand laymen alike find h°l~eghlnatlonSmentl~’~g~t"Cn~’S~a garenjoyment in the subject as a pastir~’:
’etLot IlSof 1aits!orLed,hein-.~ryionted7ayhis~1 "has3onisno,ast[metiepretherdedy ontiststheclaythee, oftting’theis isthe; by,ellenL departsr thedy ofthesignsbones~tiansfron~~riousfound~mentThe)ulden~ wholuable. the2ience,d asstrictcannotentists,n and~stime.pFebruary 13, 1958TIP-OFFInter-Varsity BulletinIf you have not already heard thename Don MacDonald--you will! Thisenterprising ex-naval rating is a secondyear Economics student who has beengiven the chance to prove his grasp ofthe practical issues of his subject. Withan initial capital of under £20, he proposesto start a news bulletin, to appearin College once a term. You wouldimagine that the competition of threeother semi-circulating publications wouldprove a deterrent even to the angriestyoung editor. In fact, Don does notintend to compete with literature,humour and news (sic). The bulletin isintended mainly to serve as a vehicle forthe I.S.A. It is hoped that the first issuewill be available in about four weeks’time, containing articles on student jobs,cheap flights, education grants, and theplace of the student in politics. Nodoubt it will fulfil the erstwhile functionsof the S.R.C. more competently thanthat comatose body. Here’s luck, Don!Irish ExportThis week, Players are taking a bigbow. Chris. O’Connell Fitzsimon, thedoyen of Irish postmistresses, tells methat he is off to Toronto to exploit histalents on television. In spite of thefact that his " contact " in Canada is hiscousin, the famous producer, TyroneGuthrie, Chris is keeping well awayfrom Stratford, Ontario. Perhaps hisexperiences in Cusack’s production ofHamlet have at last taught Chris thathis mfitier is not that of the greattragedian, but lies in the specialisedfield of character-sketches, hithertomonopolised by women such as JoyceGrenfell, where he can best employ hiswonderful gift for observation andpatient mimicry.Spinning like the Globe, and--Now this is strictly hush-hush, but"reliable sources " tell me that peripateticactor-director Louis Lentin hasexecuted yet another of his polished andOR, MY WORD . .I do hope I won’t be accused of beinga snob, but one of my favourite waysof spending an evening is with beautifulwomen in elegant surroundings. Thegood Isimply must be suberb, and themusic for da.ncing exquisite. Let me tellyou about an evening such as that whichI spent last Friday, amidst the wonderfulsurroundings of Dublin Airport.Naturally, before setting out I rememberedto put the cats to bed. Ican’t stand people who think that catsare simply animals just like any otherdomestic pets. And, of course, I, tookgood care not to wear one of thosemade-up bow ties. I always used towear the things, but since my articlecondemning them a few weeks ago (Iwas short of something to say thatweek), I haven’t dared appear in one.Parking my bicycle outside, and notforgetting to give the door-man a tip(mind your head on the way out), IARCHAEOLOGYLittle known to the rank and file of<strong>Trinity</strong>, Archaeology has been gainingground in the University. I.n 1947 adepartment of Irish Archaeology, sonamed rather to distinguish it from itsclassical counterpart than to limit itsactivities, was started, with Mr. G. F.Mitchell as its head. Its teachingactivities are so far confined to a twoyearcourse of lectures delivered inHilary term by Mr. Mitchell himself, andanybody in College or outside can comealong. The classes are o,n Monday andThursday afternoon at 4 o’clock inMuseum Building 3. With the lecturesgo two or three informal car outings toplaces of special archaeological interest,such as New Grange and Glendalough.The department is primarily for research,and in it a great deal of wellknownwork has been done by Mr.Mitchell or u,nder his direction, particularlyin the field of palaeobotany andpollen analysis. Between 1947 and 1.9!50,members of the department excavatedwith Mr. Mitchell at a number ofmesolithic shell heaps, dating from about8000 B.C., on the east coast. In 1956,a fortnight was spent excavating aneolithic settlement .o,n an idyllic lakeisland in Co. Limerick, and, last year,two months were spent working on themultiple ~eriod site of Dalkey Island.An exhibition illu.tratin~ the sequence6f occupation there and dlsplaying othermaterial from the department’s collectionhas beem set up in the front hall of theMuseum Building. The island was moreor less continuously settled in theneolithic and early bronze ages, and inthe sixth century A.D. it was re-occupiedand a fortified homestead built .o,n theheadland nearest to the mainland. Infact, the island has been uninhabitedonly since the seventeenth century.There is even an exception to this, foras everybody in Dalkey knows, there wasa garrison on the island during the lastTRINITY NEWSjustly famous voltes-face. His lacklustreattendance at lectures would notreally have decieved a myopic andvisionary lecturer, inspired with thedesire to impart knowledge. And nowit seems that he is once again returningto the Theatre. This time his ambitionsare more specific than on hisrecent venture to London. Louis hopesto form his own company, with theinitial backing and tutelage of GodfreyQuigley, in the Gas Company Theatre,Dun Laoghaire. Plans for this projectare nearing completion, and he shouldbe going into rehearsal shortly with hisopening play, " Under the SycamoreTree."Equity ruling will allow hi m to employone amateur to four professionals, soany theatrically-minded Freshmen whowho have not been inveigled into appearingin Bruce Arnold’s term production," Exiles," should apply to Louis Lentin,care o’f--Players, of course!Globe Trotting at the R.D.S.Last week-end, College was enli’venedby the presence of a real, live stiffupper-liptype explorer in the person ofBruce Arnold’s older brother. GuyArnold graduated some years ago inHistory at Oxford, but being no mereacademe, he joined an exploratory expeditionto Borneo where he employedsome of the legendary Dyak headhuntersin the peaceable occupation ofexcavating abandoned long-houses in thejungle. He is one of the few Europeansto penetrate this remote area, and tohave seen those fantastic survivors ofthe age of reptiles, the seven-foot giantlizards. Guy hopes to go into politicswhen his urge to explore is dissipated,and he was particularly impressed withthe fact that Borneo is the perfectexample of a colony satisfactorilygoverned in the interests of its peoplealone, and which, in fact, few Europeansare allowed to enter. In the meantime,he will continue to lecture, write, tour,and perhaps explore. Honest Bob.. . By Beverley Picklesmade my way towards the throng of gayyoung people. All the cream of thesocial world was there: the Hen. DerekCummins, Mr. Brian Kidd and MissJennifer Greene, Lord Alan Elliott andMiss Mary Douglas; even Earl PhilipStanford had graced the occasion withhis presence. The church, too, was ablyrepresented by Bishop Scott and CanonJohns. Something seemed to be wr~ng,however. Surely they recognised me,the author of " Merry Hell "? Lookingdown, I discovered the reason for theirindifference. I had forg.otten to removemy bicycle clips. I have never felt soannoyed with myself, except on the daywhen I first saw my picture (you know,the intellectual looking one) on thebottom left hand corner of the page.I simply can’t bear the thought of allthose clammy hands soiling my featuresas millions of readers of "Woman’sOnly" turn over to page 28.IN COLLEGEcentury. The garrison is well attestedby written records, but the excavationshave provided atmost the only evidencefor its earlier history.In contrast to <strong>Trinity</strong>, there is atU.C.D. a fully developed teaching departrnentof Archaeology with a professor,courses, students, a society, end so on.Nest people are aware of the importa.ntexcavations at Tara done by thisdepartn-ent under the late ProfessorO Riordfiin. In Archaeology there hasalways been warm inter-university cooperation.Many <strong>Trinity</strong> students haveexcavated at Tara, and they have theprivilege of being full ex-officio membersof the U.C.D. Archaeological Society.This means that they can go to the sixor seven meetings held every winter atU.C.D., where visiting archoeologistsread papers on such fascinating subjectsas Irish stone battleaxes or the domesticlife of the early Christians, and can takefull part in the discussions that follow.Every Sunday, 10 or 20 members dontheir Wellingtons and make for the hillsto carry out the survey of south Co.Dublin which they have been engagedo~ for several years. Usually aftermounting to the 1,200 ft. contour inorder to examine the slender remains ofsome Dark Age settlement or prehistoricnecropolis, they are driven bv the inclemenciesof the weather to descend tothe refuge .of the nearest country pubwhere sandwiches can be washed downwith stout and feet warmed at a fire.In good weather it is difficult to distractthe group from their subject, and theyusually stay out until tea time. Theoutings include a fair spri~kJing of<strong>Trinity</strong> people and more would be welcome.Details are nested on theArchaeology Denartment’s notice board,which may be found in the south-eastcornet, of the Museum Building up thestairs opnosite to the Economics Department,and those who try may be assuredof a good time.EmotionalismWhe~n asked to write something aboutthe States, I tried to think of the featurethat might help in shedding light on thegeneral American temperament, forcertainly one of the main avocations hereat College is that of probing the depths(or shallows) of that crazy mixed-upguy, the American. Since most areaided in their psychoa.nalysis only byoccasianal glimpses of " Time" magazineand contacts with that outpost ofAmerican culture, the bevy of contributorsto the intellectual life of<strong>Trinity</strong> which the U.S. sends over eachyear to help spread the gospel ofCapitalism, one can see why this attemptto understand the American must be arather hectic undertaking for most.One of the most interesting generalisationsthat one hears upon coming overhere is that of the American being ahighly emotional individual. I don’tthink that is really true. Let’s lookat this in relation to religion. Certainlyit is true that a surprising number ofAmerican churches employ a nursewhose main duty is to be present atchurch on Sunday and aid the peoplewho are apt to have a sudden attack of" religion " in the middle of the service,but does this mean .that Americans relymore on emotions than people of othercountries? No. It merely points upthe fact that Americans display theiremotions in different places than doother people.One of the unique features ofAmerican culture to-day is its urbanisation,and in turn one of the features ofurbanisation is a decrease in the numberof intimate persanal contacts, whichusually are the channels for humanemotions. In the highly specialised worldof the usual American job one meetsmany different people, but each personthat one comes in contact with representsonly a small segment of his sociM life.This makes it difficult to establish ahealthy natural relationship with one’sassociates, which would ,normally orevidethe chance to give vent to emotions.and AmericaEven in the American family we findthat emotions have little chance to playan important pine in home life. Notonly are tremendous pressures presentwhich draw members of the familyapart, sending them off to the lesspersonal social functians; but evenduring those rare moments whenmembers of the family are together, theT.V. set is usually holding forth, providingan escape from the emotionalstresses and strains of family life. Eventhe do-it-yourself fad which has croppedup in America in the last five years isan unconscious attempt to .involve one’sself in a way which allows one to avoidthe usual personal contacts in familylife. It seems fair to say then that theaverage American doesn’t have the usualrecourse to the means of giving vent tohis emotions that people of other culturesmight have. And yet if thehuman being is an emotional being aswell as a rational one, he must find somemanner of expressifig his emotional self.Thus the American. deprived to acertain degree of private means to meetthis need, must have recourse to publicmeans. And so we find Americansswooninig in the churches, crying atfootball games, or stayi.ng up all nightto find out whether the little boy whois kidnapped in St. Louis has been foundyet. Ia other words, this public displayof emotions seems to be more a trait ofany highly urbanised culture rather thanthe favourite pastime of all Americans.To those who doubt this, I might pointout the tremendous reception that BillyGraham got during his stand in London.Take the American out of the environmentof the city and he becomes anentirely different person in time. It mayvery well be that American urbanculture will become more stable in 20years and there would .no longer be anyneed for the disDlay of emotion throughmass media. Then a new stereotype .ofthe American would develop for the<strong>Trinity</strong> student to ponder over.By " J." CLARKEHORSE FEAT!IERSIt is a fine day in Atigust and the sunshines on a scene of considerableactivity. In a microscopic rocky fieldon the largest of the three Aran Islands,Inishmore, two of the natives, clad inhomespuns, dig ever deeper with shorthand-picks into a medium sized moundof cairn material (small lumps of rock tothe uninitiated). As they hack away atthe mound, a weird figure, resemblingmore than anything an ancient Britonin tattered khaki shirt and shorts, infact a bearded and bespectacled studentof archaeology from Cambridge University,shovels clay and rocks on to anever-growing heap. Not a shovel’s castaway, tw.o odd-looking characters can beseen, one of them, a large, hulking,shock-headed blonde figure in a strangeoutfit comprised of a most decrepitR.A.F. battledress jacket and an evenmore decrepit pair of army battledresstrousers, appears to be asleep, a paperbackeddetective story on one hand a.nda short mattock on the other. Theother, less bulky and more conventionallydressed in khaki shorts and aertexshirt, is hacking in a rather desultoryfashion at a haphazard pile of rockslabs overgrown with ivy and furze.This may be a hearth site, but issuspected by both characters to be aruse on the part of the director of theexcavation to keep them from under hisfeet. The great man himself, also cladin khaki but of a neat military cut,~tands on the edge of the trench conversingin fiuent and mellifluous Irish withthe native labour, phrases containingsuch un-h’ish words as orthostats andartefacts occurring with some frequency.All is peace.Suddenly a step is heard on the barelimestone path outside the field and afigure is seen approaching over the loosestone wall. " Yez’d need borin’ drillsdeyar wouldn’t yez." " Ta geddownbelow da level o’ da rock donteha know."With this he enters the field and he isseen to be accompanied by a small andrather grubby male child who is eating aslice of bread and jam and who, not surprisingly,is Jam to the ears. Disappointedby the i.nformation that drillsare not really necessary since manhasn’t vet taken to living below thesolid limestone of the Aran I~slands, ourfriend ventures another remark, " D’yarink da Fir-Bolgs built dat yoke hah?"His faith in archaeology and itspractitioners seems rudely shaken by theinformation that the object of the excavationis facts, not myths, and heseems for a moment at a loss for furtherwords.Meanwhile, the jam covered infant inhis wanderings has clambered into arather shaky circle of standing stoneswhere he seems in imminent danger ofprecipitating the entire edifice to theground and in all probability coming toan untimely end in the process. Lesstroubled by the thought of the infa,nt’slikely demise than by the possibility ofthe product of several days’ patient excavationcoming to nought, the directordraws the attention of the visitor to hisoffspring’s activities." Don’t stir a minyit lovey, stay derelike a good boy till I lift ya." While.our friend is occupied with his son andheir, the ancient Britonesque characterappears to be struck by a beautiful idea,an unholy grin spreading over his simplechild-like countenance, he stoops down,quickly plucks a bristle from a nearbybroom and slips it into the finds boxamong curious pieces of chipped stone,bits of deer antler, the odd lump ofamber and a potsherd or two.When the time comes for the distinguishedvisitor to examime the finds,along with the genuine ones the broombristleis presented to him with anadmirable air of great learning as a veryrare and valuable example of a featherfram a prehistoric h.orse. Severalthousand years ago, he is informed,horses or the equivalent in those dayswere covered in a thick coat of spinyfeathers which over the millennia by aprocess of evolution eve.ntually developedinto the hairs which we see onhorses to-day. Awestruck by this tremendousdiscovery and with his faithin archaeology quite restored, our friendexclaims with eves shining in wonder:" Horse feathers! Goway n.ow! I ,neverwould of believed tha’. Horse feathers!Well. well. we live an’ learn, isn’t tha’right?" Carefully and reverently replaci,n~the precious find. he turns anddisappears down the tiny bramblecoveredDath, dragging his infant by thehand. "Horse feathers! Well, well,well. Slawn attire," he shouts, "thanksfor showing me round the evacuations."By R. A. Q. SKERRETT (pictureabove): Adapted by the author from hisoriginal article in "The Erasmian."TailoringUnder the supervision ofour London-trained cutterGOWNS, HOODS,CASSOCKS, BLAZERSBRYSON LTD.3 CHURCH LANECOLLEGE GREEN