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Show Wednesday, April 1, 1942. Page Two SOUTH HIGH SCRIBE . Easter Joy "Fear not, for Christ has risen," were the words the angel said As the dawn broke dull and dreary on the morn as he lay dead. Death came on but life was yet as young as the babe just born, For Christ had risen and the tomb lay empty on that dark and dismal morn. But with the gloom had come the spring-time, and the blossoming of the flowers. The great brown trees in bright array, stood out like massive towers. The daffodil and daisy, the bluebell and the rose, awoke from' their long winter sleep all arrayed in their festival clothes. ; Down through the centuries has come the - lily to brighten the summer day, To remind us of the Saviour and the price He had to pay That we might live in a world of happiness and peace, , And that the hate and conflict in the world might cease. No soul could be so filled with love as His was through His life Yet none could have the disappointment of all the hate and strife. His was a life of service to everyone on earth And through the resurrection, He gave the world new birth. Ruth Hamilton. Spring Has Sprung; Work to Be Done With this spring's shy entrance and a vaca-tion on its way for (bedraggled) students the .s old task of spring cleaning is inevitable. There are a few things (we hope) which can stand a little cleaning and overhauling f such as an article carried around by the fe-male species a purse (some call it over-night bag). However, the most important article, because everyone has one, is a locker. Definition of locker the little metal box you dash to between classes; open, grab the first thing that falls out; slam, and merrily dash away, on account of maybe the door will break from the load it's holding before you leave. . . Trouble is what you want never falls out first. There upon you coin an excuse such as (quote) "Lost my locker keys and couldn't get my assignment." Well, for the good of all, why not clean out said locker? Carefully open it and hold- - ing all of the things in remove them one by one. As a patriotic kid if for no other reas-on, you should get rid of the papers give them to National Defense Headquarters. Next take all of the pretty Petty pictures down and replace them with nice new ones. Then there was that time you got so studious and evacuated the book store and library of books naturally you've come to your senses about that, so return them. Remember when you got so conservative? Well, there are all the paper sacks you carefully wadded up and threw in and those notes from (censored). What did you ever see in him anyway? We're to the second layer by now and ooh there's that crusty dry old sandwich remains of the Social Arts pot luck and that stalk of corn treasured from the Barn Dance. He was goodlooking, wasn't he? Now stack them all up and oh! oh! . . . so you finally found that old gym sock you've been missing. Well, it's so dirty, even the moths had to get the grit ground out of their teeth. Well looks pretty good. Easter morning will awaken in all her magnificent splendor to the realization that Feminine America has conquored the hearts of her men by sheer loveliness in fashion. The vibrant beauty of spring has once again nestled into the wardrobes of fashionable maidens, and the truly feminine short hair-dos have struck a new note in the lives of women. Just for fun, let's pretend it is Easter, and here we are, all dressed up, anxiously waiting to see the unforgettable parade on Fifth Avenue. Oh, look! No, on the other side of that bald-head- ed man. Isn't that Betty Jo Cluff and Betty Holmes? Betty Jo has on a smartly tailored beige suit, with loyely pepper green accessor-ies; and Betty Holmes looks just luscious in aj light pink dress with navy blue hat, gloves, purse, and shoes. Whoo-ee- ! Look what's coming. The parade! Gee, I wish Id brought my camera. My goodness, there's Jean Hammond looking ever so lovely in a navy blue and whitd dress accentuated by a dar-ling navy blue princess coat with crisp white collars and cuffs. Honestly, I have never before seen so many suits. Beige seems to have the upper-han- d this year. Ruth Christiansen and Donna North-ru- p are sporting snazzy ones, while Bonnie Anderson is strutting her stuff in a baby blue one. Ah, and there's that cute Peggy Joyce Christensen wearing a plaid suit, pink being the predominant color, Excuse me a minute. Hey, Mary, yoo-ho- o! That was Mary Matth-ews. Did you see her snappy daffodil yellow dress ? Oh, oh, here comes the. photographer. Gosh, I wonder if he's go-ing to take our picture. It looks like he's going to take our picture doesn't it ? Well, what . do you know. He's going to take our pic-ture. Hold it! Snap! He got it. Happy Easter! Light of the Morn It came like the early light of morning and lingered over the darkness and gloom of the earth. Some people called it Hope because the flickering sunbeams that came with it brought warmth to the heart. Others sang with great faith for they knew Jesus had risen from the tomb to a greater glory. That great moment was like a statute of peace. It stood for friendship, love, hope, and the happiness of liberty. Then time pressed its mark upon this statute of peace and peo-ple forgot that it stood for everything they desired. Greed had impressed them so much ' with its gaudy color that the spirit of the ' early morning light went by unnoticed. Then came war. Dictators damned this light and satisfied the wants of their people by offering them a cheap substitute, and like fools, the people fought for something that was valueless. Some knew, though, that the dictators were only led by selfishness into the darkness and gloom of hell, and they pushed against this mad scramble. Where is this light? It comes from the singing and laughing of the pure in heart. This hope of peace is known to all as Easter. Robert Jackson. Miss April Da Jerk I Solves Students' Problems Dear April Da Jerk: I'm just a normal kid. I eat my wheaties in the morning and hear Superman every night and all such things. But every morning my bus breezes by and I'm still munch-ing breakfast. How to get the busses to run on time (my time) is the problem. Please help . E. A. Dear Elaine Anderson:" My time is your time, so I glad-ly remit with this cute little quip: Upon arising, dash to the door, slide down the well known banis-ter, send up the white signal flag and that familiar "Be ready in 10 min." sigh. That ought to do it. April Da Joik: So I am the assistant stage crew manager with 3 spots and girls, girls, girls. I ask you, "Is it my fault I'm such a Casanova? "P. S. What are you doing tonight?" D. (Gable) Wardle. Dear Duane: No kidding, you've really got a lot of "power," Tyrone. Honest-ly, though, the only thing I can see to do that'll give the rest of the boys a chance is to follow the magazine adds and do the oppo-site. Here's hoping for your new job. Dear April: How can I make my cute boy friend stop giving me such nice gifts and corsages? B. J. L. Jo: Are you kidding! Just give him his walking papers and my phone number. Miss April Da Jerk: Lincoln and South are keeping my dreams hopping. Isn't there a solution ? T. A. Miss Anderson: Wesley's awfu cute, Teddy. Why not center on him? If you have any more questions just post them to Miss April Da Jerk, care of the nearest waste-baske- t, because it's none of her business anyway!!! The Ten Commandments 1 Thou shalt keep thy mouth shut; nor shalt thou bare false witness about troop movements yea, which would aid and comfort the enemy. 2 Thou shalt honor thy president and thy government; that thy days may be long in a democracy which the Lord thy God giveth thee. 3 Thou shalt not kill ; pedestrians on the corner of Kensington and Edith, yea, verily, y it is a wicked corner, so take it easy; nor shalt thou kill time for thou must haste with-out waste. 4 Thou shalt not steal; nor hoard girdles or rubber tires for verily if ye remembereth the adage "a moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips" thy well-bein- g will not require a hoarded or stolen girdle; yea, if thou must use the rubber tires on thy car, remember, the slower thy speed the easier it is to drive with one hand. 5 Thou shalt not get ants in thy pants to put on a uniform only because thou art vain; if thou desireth a uniform to covereth thy manly figure, ROTC is still being taught to high school lads in this school. 6 Thou shalt wafk; if thy little legs can-not get thee to school on time thou shalt arise from thy wee bed at an earlier hour each morning; even then shalt thou conserve gas and girdles. 7 Thou shalt not-sluff- ; for by sluffing thou shalt not conserve gas nor shalt thou conserve tires, yea, thou shalt invariably kill time and pedestrians. 4 8 Thou shalt remember Scribe day; to keep it holy, verily we say unto you, "the truth shalt make ye free" and through the 'gentle-women of the press' ye shall know the truth and be free. 9 Thou shalt not flirt with any soul but thy "steady"; verily, for the morale of the civilians must be upheld to win the war, yea, for broken hearts are as painful as broken necks. 10 Thou shalt not covet thy money; nor thy neighbor's test paper, nor Chem papers written by last year's students; verily, for the love of money is the root of all evil; and thy neighbor's test paper is evil too; and verily, we declare that even on this day the new Chemistry teacher has a new way of correcting lab experiments, yea, verily we can vouch for this fact having applied the acid test. 1 i Ramblings April Fool. Isn't it an awful jittery feeling when some mean little kids put a bug down your neck for an A. F. joke? You know, it's a good thing kids have stopped jitterbug ging. Girls always sing to music and jitter-bug as if they were gasping their last breath. Breath-a- h, yes. Breath of spring-- . Do we have such things as spring here? That reminds me. Last week we tried to spring uncle Lewey from Sugarhouse Un-iversity, but on account of the National de-fense we didn't. Those policemen have no consideration for conservation at all they would have shot our tires full of holes so we stopped . . . Holes. That's the little thing you knock a golf ball into (well, I can dream can't I?) if you're good, I mean. Ah yes! Golfs a good game. More handsome men with convert-able- s play golf. Of course, though, you go out for the games. Tee off and wham the ball, and bang! that mean little boy has sub-stituted a ball which explodes. Tee ! Tea that reminds me. I must support the China Relief Society. Society's a funny thing if you're "in," you're in the swim and if you're! . . . say how about going swimming now. Somebody'U undoubtedly drain all the H20 from the pool, but it's all in the spirit of April Fool. Moral : Don't read columns like this unless yoa like having an April Fool's joke played on you because there to no moral. Yours gpOUff SUMMER! ffA Becoming - Feminine - and Sturdy slack: suits If Important creations Jacket and Tuck-in-Mode-ls J fi(M 1 Jungles Luanas Sharkskins U rTf 7 Bright colors - - - - S7.95 $ III J Some Styles $5.95 IIJLf I SWIM TIME I A The J(ew 1942 JANTZEN Swim Suits have J l arrived More dazzling than ever. fcy4S Af SALT LAKE KNITTING STOSBK Sportswear Headquarters - 36 SOUTH MAIN |