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Show THE SIGNPOST THURSDAY, DECEMBER 19, 1940 Publisher Semimonthly During The College Year Official Student Paper of WEBER JUNIOR COLLEGE Ogden, Utah Editorial OHices 402 Moench Building Editor J- M- Demos Associate Editor Marjorie Vowles News Editor David Lund Society Editor Nola Agncola Sports Editors Kathleen Davis, Glenn Shannon Business Manager Ardell Russell Circulation Ken Ba99s Editorials Ada Weir Photographer Bud Johnson Consultant CM. Nilsson Reporters: Margaret Petersen, Dick Skeen, Louise de Wit, Ruth Carver, Dallas Burton, Karl MacFarlan, Arnold Roe, Cleve Poulsen, Earl Hight, Ed Anderson, Marva Jensen, Almira Heslop, Morris Gordon, Ray Wright, Dewey Hudson, Margaret Peterson, Foss Robinson, Wendell Muir, Raymond Kerr. "And On Earth" . . . Christmas, 1940, will find a world inconceivably different from the first Christmas when heral angels, we are told, sang of "Peace On Earth, Good Will to Men." It will find a world at war, torn asunder by brutalities that can only be duplicated when the genius of mankind is twisted to serve the inglorious ends of hate and death. Only in America and the small minority of nations uninvolved as yet in war's horrors will Christmas be received in all of its original significance. The right to observe this day with the time honored customs of innumerable nations is one to be cherished as long as the heart of man can look about him and be grateful. An opportunity for renewing covenants of the past and for forming resolutions of the future is also presented in the observance of former traditions. "He who is best prepared to meet his daily life is the man who has planned well," assumes new meaning at the close of the old year when our thoughts are led to contemplation of the new. 1941 is fast aprpoaching reality. Whether it holds peace for a weary world or further visitations of grief will not be known until it too has joined the chain of years that links us to our past. Industry takes this opportunity to take inventory of its accomplishments. How much greater is the need for a personal inventory, the mapping of new plans. Only through such a means can the coming year filled with all of the hopes, fears, and dreams of the world, be truly a Happy New Year. On Santa Claus . . To the small American boy or girl, Santa Claus is a very jolly, old man who visits them every year at Christmas time. If they have been good and have obeyed their parents, he leaves with them many toys that their little hearts desire. To them Santa is of stocky-build, jolly-face, and long white beard. His clothes are red, trimmed with white and over his shoulder he carries a bag full of toys and candy. He lives at the North Pole and on Christmas visits everyone, making the journey in his sleigh drawn by speedy reindeers. ' Santa Claus is known throughout the Christian world to every boy and girl. Although his name differs in each language, and his costume varies in every nation, he brings to every child more happiness on Christmas day. To the mature individual, wherever he may be, Santa Claus has a conception different from that of the young folks. To them Santa is not a human being, but a spirit he is the spirit of giving. He is the medium through which our unselfish emotions may be portrayed as concrete, so as to produce a better impression upon the minds of our little folks who do not yet possess sufficient mental maturity to visualize the abstract. Santa Claus exists not only at Christmas time, but also every day and night of every year. Wherever there exists love and unselfish devotion, there you will find Santa Claus. It is through him that our homes are built; that fathers and mothers give their undying' efforts for their posterity. It is through him that our great democracy, which we so much enjoy, exists. Through him we in America enjoy advantages of education. In fact, Santa Claus is the greatest contribution in making our lives worth living. Slates Welcome Invasion . . . Dramatics . . . The recent production in drama, "Outward Bound," presented by the Drama Department of Weber college met with a warm reception from students and townspeople alike. Friends and critics have given their full-hearted approval to the efforts of the cast. Indeed, we may say, the performance was good. This particular production was better than the average junior college production. This is the opinions of some of the good critics. Most of us know that the experience given in rehearsals is not the same as that to be found in the actual production of the play. Thatcher Allred, the director of the play, has this to say concerning school plays where the performance is given only a few times. "Plays presented only a few times, such as this one, are on a trial run for those i nthe play. This type of a run does not allow for reappearance where the play can be given several opportunities to be improved upon. It doesn't provide for that measure of success which is accorded to Broadway productions." Mr. Allred also gives the play a rating of being a good B grade production. The cast was one which was well balanced. They worked together quite harmoniously. The play did drag a little in some parts due to the actors themselves. It might have been a tenseness on the cast or it might have been the lack of feeling. Whatever it was, the cast seemed to snap out of it pretty well in some parts of the play. This author does not mean to be a critic except as one who saw the play and saw it from that particular point of view. This cast fell short of excellence in their performance of this play. It was good except for the places where it dragged along without much feeling, from some of the cast. All in all, however, the play has been acclaimed to have been put on in a splendid manner and we all liked it. Just one word of thanks to the production staff from the school and people who saw the play is due now. This staff worked hard with stage setting, business management, makeup and costumes, scenery, properties, and other details to make the arrangements satisfactory to you and everyone who Forgotten . . . Weber college like all other institutions of higher learning has its group of unsung heroes. This group in our particular institution is made up to a great extent of the debaters. Their many outstanding achievements and the honor which they bring to the school is not fully appreciated by the students. Evidence of this exists in the fact that when the debaters return home after a tournament a few lines to this effect is mentioned in the paper and their achievement is then forgotten. We do not realize, but the outcome of their work has a direct influence on all of us. Our debating teams meet the teams oi nearly all the major junior colleges and in some of their tournaments they meet many of the leading universities. When they bring home highest honors year after year as they have done in the past and are doing at the present time; notice of this is brought to most of the leading education centers of the United States. This gives Weber a higher rating among the junior colleges; therefore giving the students of the college a higher rating than the students of other junior colleges. So lets start singing a little praise to the debaters and let them know that we appreciate the work they are doing for us and the college. "Big College" Publication Dope Reviewed By Scribe By ARDELL RUSSELL How about some real inside "dope" on the magazines and other publications, published by the really big colleges? In the past SiernDOSts we have reviewer! thp ramtms attractions of junior colleges, through articles in their papers; but nary a word or quote has been said about the publications of the large colleges. After some lengthy research work, we found some interesting facts. Magazine publishing is a mad business. Even so, there are a few magazines that are unusually insane, whatever the standards of judgment. They are the quixotic periodicals commonly known as college comics, issued more or less regularly by editors and business managers who are striving (1) to fight of nervous prostration with one hand, (2) to learn a certain amount of journalism between the hours of two and three a. m. the night before each month's copy deadline. That they actually do learn is indicated by the Robert Benchley's, Gluyas Williams,' Thurber's, and Corey Ford's who have graduated from student magazines. Almost every sizable college in America has a newspaper, which prints facts and publicity; a literary magazine, which prints poetry and prose and some publicity; a comic magazine, (which may be tackled by the Journalism class,) which prints cartoons, jokes, prose, and publicity, and of course, the book covers, published by dubious sources, but serves the very much appreciated service of covering students book and which prints publicity. As a matter of fact, the oldest humor magazines in America are college comics. Both the Harvard "Lampoon" and the Yale "Record" boast considerable age, the latter having, according to Bacil B. Warren, been founded in 1872. Since then the numbers of gray-haired deans and the numbers of college comics have increased apace. Most college administrations considered it a regular duty to dismiss the editor and abolish the publications every decade or ao. The wise-cracking editor is gone and in his place is a faintly melancholic individual who has heard all of the clean jokes as well as the dirty ones. The typical editor of today, if hard pressed, he could probably write the entire publication, as his brother of 10 years ago often did, but now he doesn't have to. The office is full of geniuses who are not only willing, but eager to do it for him. (Continued on Page Three) The Birth of Christ By ADA WEIR Let me tell you a beautiful story Of our king who lived in those days of old. A story of the birth of dear Jesus : Who again opened Heaven's gate of gold. As long, long ago in the days of Herod Was made a decree of taxation to all, Joseph and Mary left for Bethlehem Honestly striving to answer the call. They could find room only in a stable, Where the Virgin Mary, most tender and mild, Was compelled to use a lowly manger As a cradle for the blessed Christ child. While shepherds were watching their flocks that night, They learned from the Lord of the infant's worth, And sought the child while the heavenly host Was proclaiming the holy Savior's birth. Then out of the East rode the three Wise Men, Carrying gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrth, And were led by a star to the manger To worship their King who would rule the earth. Today may we praise Christ and ne'er forget That He of Himself made a sacrifice In order to insure all righteous men The pleasure of living eternal life. tioular, of the method of posting notices, which I believe could be greatly improved. The notices of phone calls are usually posted only on the side door of the gym building. This does not expose more than one fifth of the students. The student concerned has only one chance in five of getting the message. I feel that the Signpost could do a lot to correct this trouble, and for this reason I am calling your attention to this matter. Yours truly, A Student. Tragedy Bewailed In Ed's Letter By Dan Bailey Dear Editor: Alas and alack. It is a horrible tragedy when one of our country's great falls from his place of prominence and respect. Today's delegate for the morgue of forgotten men is Sidney Kings-ley, once prominent and successful American playwrite. Mr. Kings-sley wrote, a play a few years ago which he entitled "Men In White." This play was hailed as a truly great story of doctors and nurses, and critics all over the country applauded this great masterpiecebut at last the veil has been lifted at last the truth is known Sidney Kingsley is not the great playwrite people once thought hi mto be. "Men In White" is not a great play this is known to be the truth because an intelligent, well trained, competent, critic on the Weber college Signpost has said so. True, the people on the Pulitzer prize board thought "Men In White" good enough to award that honor to its author. True, Burns Mantle thought sufficient of it to place Mr. Kingsley's play among his "Best Play" series. But these people's opinions are as nothing compared with the training of the noteworthy individual who so convincingly wrote, quote: "Implications of 'Men In White' read in last Friday's assembly call for some evaluation: (1) "It is debatable that a doctor has the right to take life no matter how happy the ending he may bring about. (2) It is wrong, (a) to rationalize immorality, and (b) to minimize its seriousness." Very little time needs to be spent in contemplation of the critic's second objection to "Men In White." If people want to form dogmatic ideas of morality and immorality and judge all they come in contact with by these prejudiced opinions they have a perfect right to. They should be told, however, that men who write good literature have open minds toward all subjects and it is impossible to censor such work fairly with narrow, performed, theories. In the first place, no critic should sleep through the numbers on the program and then write a criticism of what he has supposedly seen. Of course it isn't definitely known that the reporter who wrote that stupid article slept during the assembly, but how anyone could make such blatant errors while wide awake is past imagination. Much as this may astonish the critic in question, Dr. Hockberg did not go upstairs in that hospital and kill that girl so the play would have a happy ending. Dr. Hockberg was called to her bedside because the girl had an attack of embolism, (for the one-track mind of the critic, embolism is a clot which forms in the heart causing a heart attack.) When Dr. Hockberg retired to George Furgeson's, he gave this speech: "Miss Denlnn died embolism, went into collapse, died instantly." Now perhaps that isn't sufficient to prove to the normal mind that the girl died of a physical ailment but after questioning numerous students who heard the same reading of the play, this writer finds that the critic is alone in his opinion of how the play ended. Now please, dear reader, don't think that this writer is trying to evolutionize the profession of reporting by this article which you are pouring over. Oh no, he merely trying to say if there must be critics on amateur papers, let them find out the truth and write it without any of their own ere ative touches. The place for exaggerations of fact is novels or short stories. Sincerely, Dan Bailey- Dear Editor: It occurred to me the other day that at this time of the year when we are all asking for something we should think of all the things we have and be thankful for them. You may say that you just got through being thankful at Thanksgiving time but we should spend a little time each day just being thankful. You may ask what you can be thankful for all this time but it is very simple for these blessings are around you every day. You can be thankful for being allowed to go to school with a president like our President Dixon, a dean of women like Mrs. Hall; for being allowed to live in a com munity that looks out cultural development of its youth; for being able to live in a country that is not at war and in which you are allowed to say and do as you like; for having your eye sight so that you can see and, we hope, appreciate the beauties of nature we have all around us, the mountains in contrast to our green furtile val leys, our sunsets, and the flowers that grow so readily here, and so many other things we just take for granted. I think if we do think it over we will not only appreciate what we have but we will be a lot happier and not quite so eager to want something that someone else has. Sincerely, Dick Alpine. Dear Editor: Being a student of Weber college I would like to know why the Weber college community con cert tickets are not transferable just the same as the .community concert tickets are. It is my opinion that after the student pays good hard cash for the ticket he should have th privilege to do what ever he wants with it. I understand that only as many tickets are sold as there are seats and therefore it is only reasonable for that number of people to be allowed to attend the concert. The theory is, as I understand it, that by forcing the students to buy the tickets they will go to the concerts just to get their money back, but I don't think this idea is right because there are many students that are not interested in such things or care to be. I think they should have a chance to get their money back and also make it possible for some one else to go to the concert. Sincerely, Karl Macfarlan. Proverbs Penned, Punned By Press Prophet (Continued from Page One) to the taproom, but you can't make her drink, (water.) 7. Kelly says: A penny-weight of love is worth a pound of love. "All Star" says: A Weber law major couldn't even bribe the women. (Any similarity to Reed Coray, either living or dead, is purely coin cidental.) 8. Langland says: A rolling stone gathers no moss. "All Star" says: Some are pretty fast, aren't they, men? 9. Shelton says: A woman's advice is no great thing, but he who won't take it is a fool. "All Star" says: Be foolish In certain respects, boys. 10. Ray says. A woman's tongue wags lik ea lamb's tail. "All Star" says: A lamb's tail can wag pretty fast. Women 11. Ray says: All women are good either good for something or good for nothing. "All Star" says: All women are good either good for nothing or good for nothing. 12. Bohn says: The remedy for love is land between. "All Star" quotes Bacon: The remedy is worse than the disease. 13. Unknown says: The devil makes his Christmas pies of lawyer's tongues and clerk's fingers. "All Star" says: Weber gives you "Merry Christmas" devil. 14. Ramsay says: Keep your mouth shut and your eyes open. "All Star" says: If you don't keep her mouth shut and your eyes open, you'll be sorry. 15. Camden says: It is better to kiss a knave than to be troubled with him. "All Star" says: (quote Ydall.l A bad excuse is better than none at all. Teaching 16. Fuller says: He is either dead or teaching school. "All Star" says: Any suspicion of Weber college faculty either living or teaching school is purely coincidental. 17. Chaucer says: Foolish tongues wag by the dozen. "All Star" says: Refer to No. 10. 18. Unknown says: Fling dirt enough and some will stick. "All Star" says: See "Signpost." 19. Lyly says: Empty vessels make the greatest sound. "All Star" says: A woman's head is a physicist's laboratory. (See Smith's "Elements of Physics," chap. 18. page 194 entitled "Production and Transmission of Sound.") 20. Franklin says: A penny saved is a penny earned. "All Star" says: A penny stolen is a copper copped. 21. Dionysius says. Better late than never. "All Star" says: Bring her home sometime, boys. Beauty 22. Keats says: Beauty is truth, truth beauty. "All Star" says: Things -equal to the same thing are equal to each other: Theorem 23. Ruskin says: When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece."All Star" says: Woo! Woo! What a combination. 24. Dobbson says: Love comes unseen; we only see it go. "All Star" says: If you wanna see love, come to Weber. 25. Hillard says: The ruin of most men dates from some idle moment. "All Star" says: The dates most men ruin are caused in idle moments.26. Thackeray says: To love and win is the best thing; to love and lose the next best. "All Star" says: A second rater has the best luck. 27. Lincoln says: It is no time to swap horses when you are in the middle of the stream. "All Star" says: He who swaps horses In the middle of the stream usually gets wet. 28. Franklin says: A stitch in time saves nine. "All Star" says: A stitch in time is hard on the pin manufacturers. 29. Adams says: An ounce of descretion is worth a pound of wit. Hitch Hike Woes Beset Weary Wildcat By TORCHY HOD(. K.MAN One cold November morn at the intersection on the highway to Salt Lake City, a lone figure stood thumbing for a ride. That was me on my way to Pasadena to see the football game. I had a big "W" painted on a black suitcase thinking it might help mc obtain a ride. I got a ride at ten o'clock with someone I knew from Ogden who were going to Salt Lake City. If it hadn't been for them I don't think I would have ever got out of Ogden. About two o'clock I drove a couple to Las Vegas, arriving thcro at midnight. The man and his wife, who were drunk, slept all the way. Las Vegas: Boy what a town, wide open and I don't mean maybe. I spent the night walking around the streets watching the rich people lose their money at gambling, I started thumbing at six o'clock. Some of the football boys passed me out on the desert and asked if I wanted to ride, but I refused because they were loaded. I arrived at Fifth and Main at eight o'clock that night. Lost? You ain't a lying. I was so scared of the crowds that I jumped into a taxi and gave him an address which proved to be an empty lot. (I thought it was my sister's address.)That little episode cost me a buck. But I didn't give up, no sir. I looked up her address in a telephone book that was similar to a Sears-Roebuck catalog. It cost me twenty cents to go on the bus to her house. November 28 my brother-in-law showed me the most interesting parts of L. A. I was stumtafied, astonished. (My first trip to the coast.) That night I went to the railroad station where I met some of the boys just getting off the train. We all went to a swell hotel to spend the night, after we toured the hot spots until two in the morning. We spent all day Friday at Pasadena junior college, where we were treated swell. That night after the game, which was pretty good considering, we spent in a hotel that I thought was just about it: Large, bellhops, swimming pool, and a suicide bridge. The Whip club was in the same hotel snuff said. The next day at noon I was on my way home, which was some 800 miles on the other side of Nevada. That night I spent at San Bernardino something like 60 miles in eight hours, some traveling.Yes, I did walk up and over the Cajan Pass out into the Mojave desert. After hours of walking, I got a ride with another drunk. He asked me to drive his car, a fluid-drive Chrysler. I didn't know how to drive this type of car, but I didn't let him know. I no sooner got in than he was fast asleep in the back seat. We arrived in Las Vegas at sundown nothing under 70 miles an hour. The police department of Las Vegas was very kind. I spent the night in their very luxurious jail, with breakfast served in bed. I slept fairly well, considering the snoring of a couple of Las Vega's drunken cowboys. It took me a whole day to get to Salt Lake City riding in an old Studebaker with a carnival man returning home for the winter. Salt Lake City is a very nice town, except for the cold! I walked all night to keep from freezing to death. Six o'clock I left Salt Lake City for Ogden and reached my destination at seven. After a bath and a harty meal, I went to school just in time for my term exams. The end of my journey. To you who have no patience, never hitch hike, it is very hard on the subconscious mind. But it is very good for missionaries and those who want to be alone. "All Star" says: There sure ain't no descretion in this corn. 30. Hending says: All Is well that ends well. "All Star" says: AwVi Bull! I quit. 1 SPECIAL LUNCH A SANDWICH A SUNDAE AND A DRINK FOR ONLY 25c Dear Editor: As a whole, Weber college compares very favorably with other junior colleges in the United States. But like all organizations of its size there are a few of the minor functions which are not carried on efficiently. I am speaking, in par- OLLE ff"98 -- |