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Show THE DIXIE OWL 12 ed apples in bsskets were served Society Notes Mrs. Camilla Wanlass, one of our piano instructors, has left us to join her husband at Camp .ew-iShe was loved by the Second years as their class mother, as well as by the other students of the I). N. C. She carried with 1 s. her the hearty Christmas Greetings of the Students to Mr. Wanlass and the other Dixie boys. The Student body was pleased to see the smiling face of Don Forsythe, now of the U. S. Marine Corps who was one of the first volunteers to his countrys call, in its midst once more. He gave an interesting account of that branch of the army. Once more the D. N. C. has been called upon to give up two of her boys, volunteers to their country, Israel Abbot and Harold Hunting. The following program was given in their honor, Dec. 12:Frayer, Walter Cannon, Talks by Israel Abbott and Harold Hunting, Song by Mrs. Metta Morris, Talks by other volunteers, Lee Cox, Lester Keate, Will Hunt and Mark Canfield, a patriotic poem by I. a Verd Watson, and a selection from the Hand. Friday morning, Dec. 21, the following Christmas Musical was rendered in the Tabernacle to the students and people of the town: Prayer, Mr. WoDdward; Clarinet Solo, Wilfred Webb; Anthem, Chorus; Christmas Lullaby, Mrs. Mamie Paxman; Quartet, Mr. McAllister, Mr. Nicholes, Gladys McAllister, Mary Kemp; Piano Solo, Mrs. Mae Pace: Carol, District School: Vocal Solo, Mary Kemp; Christmas Orchestra Selection. One of the most successful events of the month was the Christmas Matinee given by the Student Hody in the Gymnasium Friday afternoon, Dec. 21. After dancing for a while the students formed in a circle and an interesting program was given, after which nuts and rosy cheek to the students. While everyone was busily engaged in eating, laughing and talking, old Saint Nick and his tinkling bells appeared on the scene, much to the amusement of the students. Then the benches were pushed back and once more hearts and feet were set moving to the sweet strains of the orchestra. A vote of appreciation is due Miss Gardner, the Commissioner of Amusements, for the efforts she put forth for our amusement which ended in such a success. Last Friday evening my wife Althea G. and I went over to Santa Clara to have a little social time with our near relatives. About ten oclock we were deafened by the music of every instrument available. The house was surrounded by musicians of every description, and the only plea was one for a dance. I thot we were rid of the pests, when they started the music up again and stayed until they were commanded to depart. A lthough the flame had gone down, the fire was not out. Red hot coals awaited the chance to blaze up. Monday I went to the sheep camp and It was not very surprising that when the rebels heard this, away school was not held during the they came, too hastily to leave first two periods, December 12, full explanations at home. The 1917. The day before this, Israel people of Santa Clara became had been preparing to leave us very much alarmed. The bishop, and join Uncle Sams ranks. my father and others, mounted Clara remained at home. Why horses bare back, as quickly as should she do this? No one knew possible to go to the battle front until early the next morning. M r. and protect me. Nicholes students declared themWhen the first band reached selves suffragettes; and Mr. Haf-e- n me, I raised my hands and promsaid in losing Miss Savage we ised them a dance if they would had gained equally as good a write me a request for the same. student in Mrs. Abbott. For once That was all they wanted. No in the history of the trainers desooner had they left than I saw D. N. of the the C., the horsemen galloping up in hot partment Israelites and Savages united. haste to defend me. Their horses Can you wonder at the tumult? were sweating and panting beEveryone wanted to congratulate yond description. Almost to his the bride and groom, and in or- knees were the bishops trousers der to do this the first two classes rolled. In excited tones my fathcould not be held. er cried as he approached me, There is really something This is just like the days in about class this Missouri when the Saints were amazing training so you had better look out. SurAs we rode back to molested. prises will come. With our re- town women and girls were in turn to school after holidays, the streets wringing their hands came Mr. Guy Hafen (our teachand praying for the safe arrival er) into Special Methods. As he of their loved ones. Cries of joy walked across the floor, he mutwere heard all over the village is married This a tered when we arrived. The first cry, getting funny experience, isnt it, Mrs. however, was from many wives Is my husband No more class work and mothers, Abbott? son and hurt? wantbecause that day, everyone The excitement ended in a reed to know about the funny exfor a dance, and you are all quest periences; and Mr. Hafen was so invited to the Clara, Friday tickled that he laughed all the night. while he was telling the followMyrtle Cottam. man!) (Poor ing story: The Trainers |