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Show PAGE TWO THE WEBER HERALD FRIDAY, JANUARY 12, 1923 THE WEBER HERALD Published every other Thursday during the school year by the students of Weber College. Official paper of the Weber College Address all communications to Weber Herald, Ogden, Utah. THE WEBER HERALD STAFF Claude Helm Editor Harold Farley Asst. Editor Edwin Woollcy Asst. Editor Lapricl Stock Literary Editor David Kennedy Sports Madtfe Campbell Staff Typist Williard Marriott Business Mjrr. Thomas Smith Exdl!,lnt?e K''ilor ( Circulation Mgr. REPORTERS Elma Taylor, Ruth Folkman, Constance Miller SUPPORT THE HERALD One of the most important factors in keeping up school spirit and life is the school paper. The Weber Herald has done its work well in past years and has been a credit to the school. This year the Herald has not been what it should have been. It has had almost as many Editors as there are students in school. Several issues have been written on the last night (as this one), by Miss Maughn and a few loyal members of the staff. The only thing some of the staff members have in the paper is their name. The students arc always criticizing the paper, but never hand in anything to liven it up. Most of us want something for nothing.In most other schools it is considered an honor to be on the staff of the school paper, but here most of the students consider it a "curse." In a way it has been a "curse" for some, because the writing of the paper has been left to two or three persons. They leave everything (including eating and home) to put out the paper. As thanks for this work, the first thing to be heard after the paper comes out is a lot of destructive criticism or, "Why can't they get something new in the paper," and perhaps, "The paper is deader than a mummy." Who keeps it that way? Suppose the guilty ones take a little of the blame. The locals and school news are what put life in the paper. Let's adopt the slogan, "That goes in the Herald," for every good joke we hear. Let's have a live school paper. CLEANLINESS AROUND SCHOOL If some of the halls and rooms of this school were to be explored by strangers they would think they were the garbage dump for some lunch room. Why should our school look like this? It is better to be in clean rags than soiled silks. Let's clean up our building and keep it clean. If there aren't enough waste baskets we'll see that they are provided. If necessary we will get school "police" and see that those who haven't any manners will learn some. Let's keep our building clean and see that others do likewise. STREET INCIDENTS Our street, it seems to me, is the street where children from blocks around gather to play. Every Friday night the "gang," as my little brother calls it, meets on our lawn, and from six o'clock until nine, there is no rest for our family. Noise ! Oh, if that were all. Those youngsters do not stop with noise. Beating tin pans, screaming and whistling doesn't half describe it. When we complain to father he replies with a tender smile on his face, and a twinkling in his eye, "Boys will be boys." Each member of the "gang" contributes some stunt for the amusement of the crowd, and each one brings some favorite plaything. Tricycles, guns, kites, kiddie cars, and roller skates are collected until our back lot looks as though it were a field of battle. About nine o'clock anxious mothers, sisters, brothers and fathers, come hunting their stray lambs. Then comes the disagreement as to which plaything belongs to which boy. They decide to wait until the morrow and divide the treasures then. About six A. M. the next morning you may hear a shrill whistle, a soft "Hello." Then a door will close softly. There are stealthy foot steps on the stairs and the creak of the front door is heard. To your great surprise when you arise there are no more toys to be seen on the back lawn. For the delinquents have come with the rising of the sun and claimed their treasures. Durel Harris. MY LANDLADY The landlady to the student living at a boarding house is a vital piece of furniture. Nothing can make one feel so niggardly as a nagging, cross, irritable boarding house keeper who is particular how one comes down stairs, how often a fire is made in the parlor because it burns so much coal, and who has favorites to whom is served the biggest and most delicate part of the victuals at meal time. To a hungry student this last named habit is a very grave defect in any landlady. Just as a cross landlady can make one peevish with all the sensations of a sneak thief, so can a pleasant-faced, motherly women, even tho the demands upon her time be great, make one feel happy almost to the stage of being irresponsible. During my scho.ol life it has been my lot to have been under the jurisdiction of one who possessed both characteristics. I remember the landlady I had during my freshman year. She was a motherly soul but extremely hard to please. She had what my room mate and I termed old fashioned ideas about how often one should take a bath and the amount of water we should use. It was almost an impossibility to get a bath other than on our allotted nights and whenever we received permission it was hard to get enough water to use. I recall vividly one bath night when the pipes had frozen and water could not be drawn thru the taps. Being anxious that we should receive a bath she gave us permission to carry the water to the bath room in buckets but with the final instruction that we could each have only two buckets full. My room-mate and I formed a conspiracy. We were each to take a bucket and by emptying their contents in at the same time we figured that each would have four buckets full. We deemed that four were necessary because two would hardly cover the bottom of the tub. I was to take my bath first and for me the plan succeeded. The landlady counted as she sat in an adjoining room, the unmber of times we poured water into the tub and was satisfied that there were only two bucketfuls used. Then it came the time to carry the water for the second bath of the evening. We had succeeded in getting the two in for one and were carrying the second two when, alas, we met her in the hall. We had not expected her appearance and it so surprised us that I stood gaping and my room mate turned and fled for the kitchen. We trembled for the outcome. Luckily for us her motherly soul saw the comedy. We did not escape the severe scolding that made us feel like culprits but we were consoled when after reprimanding us she sat down and laughed until we were alarmed for fear of hysteria. First Student: "Three cheers. I didn't flunk a single subject." Second Student: "One cheer. I passed in Theology but then Ma always did say I was a good bov." Mr. Windsor called for Jua-nita's contribution to the class discussion of "Interest." Juanita: "Well, Mr. Windsor, all has been said that can be said. The subject is exhausted." TAKING A MUSIC LESSON I might as well be frank, although I hate to admit it, but taking a music lesson is the "bug-bear" of my life. Each week rolls along, bringing with it a day which I dread more than any other. This is music lesson day. All morning I mope around with a long face. I try to be my usual cheerful self but my spirits refuse to rise. The hands of the clock seem to move as if they were on wings, until they point to the hour of four that fateful hour which brings the weekly music lesson. As I journey toward that much despised studio, my heart beating faster with each faltering step, 1 can see the whole proceedure in imigination. I can picture the teacher as he bends over me, watching with critical eye each movement of my obstinate, trembling fingers. I recall each expression of his face as it appears when I please him, or the frown that crosses his brow when my lesson is a failure. I begin to lose confidence in myself, and wonder if I will be able to play a certain difficult strain without making a "thousand" mistakes. By the time I reach my destination I am thoroughly frightened and nervous. I hesitatingly ring the bell and with quaking knees I stumble in. It is almost impossible to describe the cold chill which surges over me as I sit down upon the piano stool. With cold, stiff fingers I blunder through the exercises and end up by leaving all the expression out of Chopin's waltz. After it is all over my music teacher, who is really an adorable old "scout,"" gives me a new piece, pats me on the back, and tells me it could have been worse. I heave a sigh of relief, and start on my way with the opinion that music lessons aren't so terrible after all. MUTINY AMONG COLLEGE GIRLS There has been some strife among the girls of Weber College, relative to the dissolving of that most un-ladylike and abominable society known as the A. B. C. Club. The girls have met upon several different occasions to discuss ways and means of putting this club out of commission. The boys have resolved to preserve their calm exterior no matter what resolutions are passed by the girls. The College girls have expressed themselves as thinking that the College fellows are the "Craps," while the fellows maintain that the girls are the "Crud." eral and public airing of ideas to There seems to be need of a gen-bring about a re-understanding. The girls also have stated that A. B. C. is the "Ashes," so the fellows have to keep in the race by declaring that the R. S. T. is the "Cook's night off, that's out." The Un-Associated Press. If you aren't well bread: You will not belong to such clubs as the A. B. C. You will not act as a gentle man around the young ladies of the college. You will not get your lessons and you will not care whether you pull down an A or an F. You should worry. You will not hand in jokes to the Herald but you will do your part in criticising the jokes which go in. You will not have your name in the Herald. College Student "Mr. Windsor, I am looking for something funny." Mr. Windsor "Look in the mirror." From the looks of the floor around the waste basket in the lower hall at noon-time it would seem that somebody needs training in pasket-pitching, as well as in good manners and tidin.css. LEGAL NOTICE It has been rumored that Athol Tribe has had his name officially changed to Annie Tribe. He gave as his reason for the change the excuse that people always took m for a girl anyway; besides he thought "Annie" better suited his personality. HUMOR Heber: "Brother Tracy, do people go blind by getting hit in the eye with snow balls?" Brother Tracy: "No, indeed, they have better vision. They are usually better able to distinguish between common sense and nonsense."Howard Belnap has a book on etiquette, which tells all about the marriage ceremony, etc. We wonder why. When I die I think I'll leave all my money to the government to provide seats for the standing army. Dr. Lind in Chemistry: "Stop riting when you come to class." Bright Pupil : "How can we take notes then?" (Continued from Page 1) PROMINENT CITIZENS AND ALUMNI SUPPORT SECOND ANNUAL FOUNDERS' DAY of every graduating class, and up to recently, has known most of the students. Since the school was started 1033 have graduated, and all these have partaken of the spirit of "Alma Mater," which literally means "Mother of us all." It was his class, that of 1903, that presented the picture of Pres. Moench to the school, which is in the assembly hall now. The graduates, he said, reflect the spirit of the school, and carry it to the wards and stakes of the Church. Bishop McQuarrie once said that Weber students were the life blood of his ward. He said that the dif ference between Weber students and those of public schools was the spirit, the attitude toward God and the teachings of Christ, which was the only thing that would save the world from strife. In closing he read a poem which he had been asked to write as a symbol of the alumni's feeling toward their Alma Mater. The poem is given below. , Pres. Tanner and Mr. Scoville gave short talks on reminiscences of their school days, and complimented the school's showing and efficiency at present. After the.p rogram was completed the floor was cleared and a basketball game between the high school and the college was staged. The game was full of action and thrills, the college making a much better showing than they did the first game. At the end of the game the score stood 32-15 for the high school. A matinee dance, well attended, occupied the remainder of the time. ALUMNI Bv Lerov E. Cowlcs. '03. Our dear old school, to thee we look with pride, We re glad to know that we were trained by thee. Within thy sacred walls doth Truth ahide. Eternal Truth, the Truth that makes free. We know that in thv earlv childhood days Stern poverty and want had sapped thy strength, And to those noble men give hearty praise, Whose fortitude didst bring thee safe at length W tlinu art older and nrt strontrer crown More stalwart sons, more daughters pure and fair, Now thou hast ample room to call thine own, Reward of patient toil, and faith, and prayer. Those men of God, and women pure who've sought Within thy holy shades from year to' year To plant the truth by action, word and thought, Are held by every one of us most dear. Not only have they taught us worldly lore, That whets the intellect, and feeds the mind. Hut they have given to us vastly more : The Truth that art and science do not find. Dear school, thv mission is hut betrun. Thy walls must ever spread, thy banners wave. Thy moral trophies show tunre victories won, For many thousands come for thee to save. (Continued from Fage 1) SECOND ALUMNI REUNION IS A BIG SUCCESS greatest sentences ever written, "Let there be light,, and "Let there be life." He explained light as meaning vision and life as meaning work. He then referred to the place of the first vision of the church school system. This was in the temple at Kirkland, Ohio. Here the school of the Prophets was organized bv Joseph Smith, and since that time the vision has been realized to the extent that many wonderful church schools have been established, all through consider able labor and sacrifice. He stated that God helps those who help themselves and since man is made in the image of God, he, in a measure, follows God's example in helping his fellows. He illustrated his point with a story of a drowning team in Sal em, Utah. A number of years ago, a teamster with a large load on his wagon drove through a pond to water his horses. Through some misunderstanding he got into deep water. His team began to flounder helplessly, and the boys on the bank were soon into the water trying ti unhitch them from the wagon. One horse put his nose in the air and paddled with his front feet while the other one stuck his head down. The result was that the horse with a vision, which worked to stay on top was the one which received the help. The other one was drowned. Dr. Brimhall urged the Alumni to get the vision of a great future for Weber, a wonderful institution, which would fill the hearts of its students with the highest and noblest of ideals. The various classes competed in yelling the new and the old yells, Prof. Manning acting as yell master. The winning class in the contest was the class of '86, which consisted of one lone member, Dr. Wm. Z. Terry, but he was of the class of '86 of the B. Y. C. The Weber class which won, however, was the class of '96, the first class of Weber. This class consisted of two, Principal John Wintle of the Lewis Junior High School, and Contractor D. R. Wheelwright of Ogden. Prof. Nichols, the founder of instrumental music in the school, was present with the school's band, which he has made in four months. Old students were pleased to see their old friend, Nichols at his fine old job of stirring all students to a spirit of enthusiasm for the dear old school. The Alumni quartet consisting of Wm. S. Wright, Irving Poult-er, Douglass Brian and Wm. H. Manning, sang three numbers, and Miss Eva Porter rendered a vocal solo. After the program former students danced into the wee little hours of the morning. Weber College is to be complimented upon having such a powerful and useful Alumni Association. WASHINGTON MARKET A. M. 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