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Show THE DIXIE NEWS THELDAS DEFENSE THE DIXIE NEWS Published (Prize Story Agnes Bleak) Maria Hanover walked up one of the two shady streets that by the students of the Dixie College. Subscription price fifty cents per year. semi-month- ly EDITORIAL Editor Assistant Editor Assistant Editor STAFF --- - - E1s Evett enfrllX -- Business Manager Editors Advisory . A. K. , iyP!f Hafen L. A. PMhps .... Marion Snow . Durward Terry zzzzzzzz.:: SSST Society Class and Club reporters Special reporters this issue - - H. L. Reid, B. G. Smith, E. M. : APPRECIATION The school year which is now closing will, no doubt, be placed on record as a banner year. Dixie has extended her spirit much farther than she has previously done. It is evident that those things that have been accomplished have been made possible through the united action of the students, the teachers, and the citizens. The student body officers appreciate the support given by each of these units, especially do they feel to acknowledge and thank the citizens of St. George. The Commercial Club is certainly to be commended. It has contributed toward sending the basketball boys to the tourney, and has rendered it possible for the school band and the chorus to be taken to the various towns. Sincere appreciation is felt to all who have made the school year of 24 and 25 what it has been. inter-nation- K.n s,arr Elvis B. Terry al The Student Body Officers. EDITORIAL possible. Some of them have beplayed their part as leaders others played fore the public eye, their part in the fight against Dixies stubborn soil, still others gave their services in the home as a wife and mother encouraging the husband or quietly instilling within the growing child the ideals of loyalty and devotion. The spirit of Dixie is the herithis entertainment, and tage of the present generation giving reand it is indeed a rich heritage. its keeper Thelda Lewellin, of tone a in Mrs. Gibbons plied Thanks, Mr. Wallis, for your patience, your suggestions and your services in the publication of the Dixie News. It is a big task for us, for our school work is our chief and a real job. The work was new to us and the paper was twice as large this year. Your many suggestions have saved us. Editor and Staff. NEW WOMANHOOD Lottie Tobler Prize Poem revealing a stage setting typical of the so called Good Old Days. Maria heaved a sigh of delight and said, My soul, maybe the girl has got a little sense. There was a rustling of skirts on the stage and all eyes turned in that direction and at the same time there was a quick turning of thoughts till 1776 wasbrought foremost to the mind the stately, Martha Washington stood before them in her hooped skirts of frills, the tight basque waist and I dont see what ever posses- powered hair. Mrs. Gibbons nudged Maria sed the M. I. A. Officers when and whispered, Feature her trythey asked her to be the keeper, to get in a car with that skirt ing explained Mrs. Black. on. Shes very well educated, you Maria bit her lip an nodded. know, said Mrs. Davis in her In the mean time Martha was quiet manner. Educated, ejaculated Maria. preparing tea for her friends. in a My soul, thats just what is the The friends arrived dresesd sat like and about manner, terthey so matter. She thinks shes rible much, and she isnt any drinking tea and talking. Mrs. Black looked disgusted more than the rest of us. And the way her mother and and after the curtain went down, father slaved away on that old said, Gracious, what would we farm to get money enough to do if we had to do that all day ? keep her in college ; I dont see Im glad I didnt live then. The curtain came up again, how they did it, and I think they was the distant notes of there are very foolish because the Comes The Bride. Here Out fruits of their labors isnt an behind from scenes the stepped overly great credit, said Mrs. disgust. THANKS, MR. WALLIS The maid of reserve of yesterday Is but a memory sweet ; of grace In her and cheer. The modern girl we greet Smart and resourceful, generous and gay Characterizes only the girl of today. grand-daught- The tendency of life seems to be to live the present. In the whirl and hurry of our daily tasks we seldom find time to pause and look back over our lives to see the foundation upon which we stand. In life we are often as the bricks in the wall of a great building, so hedged about that we can see only our immediate neighbors, and being thus limited we feel that what we see is all of life, little realizing that our position is, just as the brick in the wall, made possible only by the foundation on which we stand. Civilization has been built, just as the wall, each brick dependent on the one preceding it. If we are to fully appreciate and understand our place in the progress in the race we must occas-ionl- y stop and look down the structure of time and give recognition to the men and women who have preceded us and made our position possible. In every activity of life we are dependent on the past. We not only inherit our physical bodies but as a civilization we inherit our buildings, our fields, our business methods, our inventions, our ambitions and desires. The very atmosphere whether one of carelessness or progress we receive from the past. The atmosphere and spirit of Dixie is outstanding. It is distinctive. It is a spirit of devotion to the higher ideals of life; one of helpfulness and progress ; not progress at the other persons expense, but progress founded on clean wholesome service. The spirit of Dixie is the spirit of her founders. They implanted here the ideals of honest sendee. The spirit of the Dixie College is not distinct from the spirit of the bigger Dixie. The ideals of the College is only a reflection of the ideals of the men and women who have given their lives for the advancement of their posterity. To make a complete list of the men and women who have helped to build the spirit of Dixie is im- - Jenson She was in made up Evansville. a terrible rush it seemed, for her long legs took mighty strides. About two blocks farther up the street were three other women, whom Maria was endeavoring to over take. Concluding that the rush was in vain unless she called, she stopped abruptly and raised her shrill voice, Mrs. Gibbobns, Oh! Mrs. Gibbons, Wait a minute. Where upon the three women stopped. Ive been trying to catch you people for the last ten minutes, heaved Maria, as she puffed up to them. Well, we werent aware of the fact, snapped Mrs. Black, We were too interested in our own conversation. My heavens, what were you asked Maria, who discussing, had immediately become all ears. We were just talking about that Columbine Swarm thats I guess this pantomine Black. is some more of Theldas silly ideas. There you go again finding fault with Thelda. She is helping the girls in so many ways, for instance my daughter, May Ellen, mended a pair of stockings today as good as I could have explained Mrs. done it myself, been teachshe has Then Davis, do needle and cook to them ing work too. Oh! we are just about there, do hurry people, I am so anxious to see what this is all about, expostulated Maria. The four women entered the town hall and had seated themselves comfortably on the front ow when the, curtain rolled up, er Zealous is she, and with aspirations ; Using her well trained mind Whether in high or lowly stations, To uplift and aid mankind. Give her a chance and she will Gibbons. friends, I dont think you can say so very much about Thelda, murmured Mrs. Davis, I know her very well and I dont think there is another person in this town that has the ability to do the things she does and she isnt conceited or she wouldnt do such a common thing as be a swarm keeper. Huh, that may be true, but the way she tries to modernize them, or thats what she calls it. I call it making boys out of them. You know, the other day I saw them in that lot back of my place jumping over each others backs like frogs, declared Mrs. Black. Then the way they bob their hair and wear those, Riding britches, as they call them, to walk in ; and they take long hikes that are enough to kill an ordinary person. I dont know Well g May Ellen in Mrs. Gibbons dress. She looked as if she were suffocating, for there was at least four widths in the skirt, a yard in each sleeve and a high boned neck that was stretching May Ellens neck something wed-.din- terrible. Mrs. Gibbons hand went to her throat ; then she exclaimed in a hushed voice, Goodness did I ever look that way ? Why, the poor girl looks like she was afraid to breathe. then This was all very true, for Play active role with her fellow-meMay Ellens thirty inch waist was cinched into the eighteen inch waist of the dress and she Through her shall hope and was almost afraid to breathe. ; rise privilege She turned to greet her maids Wisdom and tact has she ; who had just arrived. A titter Home duty never will she desran through the audience as they pise The core of humanity caught a side view of her costume. There was a Grecian Dear to her ever that first great bend protruding twelve inches command That civilization may ever stand. what their mothers are thinking from her back with a cascade of of to let them do it, chattered ruffles falling from it. So shall she climb to the heights Maria. Well Mrs. Gibbons I dont beyond ; You know, if we had dressed think you can ever say anything All true ideals attained ; and acted that way when we more, chuckled Mrs. Davis as Climb on, climb ever ; never des- were girls our parents would the curtain went down. Our pond; have' locked us in the darkest dresses are much more today Hers be the victory gained. closet in the house and made us sensible and as for the girls Keen and resourceful, making stay there. Its not only the but she didnt finish. The curher way ; way they wear the riding britch- tain rolled up reavealing a tennis Such is the womanhood of today. es, but the way they dress all the court. time. Thelda had to bring home The girls came out in their CATALOGUE BEING a few sleeveless dresses and suits and tennis shoes and sport PREPARED sweaters, and nothing would do until all the girls in the swarm began playing the game, showThe college catalogue for 1925-2- 6 had to have them, propounded ing the real value and joy of modern life. The pantomine is now under construction. Mrs. Black. finally ended with the people of Every effort is being made to imThey say it is healthier to 4 and 1924 making a prove the efforts of past years dress that way. Gracious, we a vivid conpretty courtsey and thereby furnish the most ad- all lived healthy lives when we trast of conventionality and prevanced educational opportunities were young and we never wore sent freedom. d possible. A purpose is any thing loose like they do ; nor Well, I feel terribly ashamed guiding the construction pro- we didnt have our dresses up to of confessed Mrs. a myself, gram; viz., recognition of the our knees, proclaimed Mrs. GibI Black, didnt mean all I really problems of peculiar importance bons. By the way Mrs. Davis, said about Thelda. to Southern Utah and bordering speaking of clothes, what did I am too, responded Maria, districts, and a fulfillment of your daughter, May Ellen, want lower division college require- of my wedding dress. Is it for and to pay Thelda back I am goments as outlined by the Univer- this pantomine? ing to have her down to my place sity of Utah. Mrs. Davis smiled knowingly Sunday. The senior high school courses and answered, I dont I am going to be the first to exactly will emphasize the first purpose know, but I guess it is for that. congratulate her, said Mrs. Gibwhile the college courses will Yes, and Sarah Crock borrow- bons as she started for the stage. deal primarily with the require- ed my grandmothers hat And behind the scene Thelda today ments for senior college and I have been wondering what gave a sigh of relief, for she she wanted it for, said Mrs. knew her plan had worked. n. 1776-187- two-fol- Teachers, friends, and fellow We the class of 1925 are about to leave the halls of our Alma Mater and go out to represent her as graduates. On every such occasion as this, one is led to contemplate the future and what it may hold in store. During the past years that we have been students of the Dixie College we have been amassing a debt to society, which society will expect us to pay. There is a law of compensation which says one cannot get something for nothing, and every man of honor must pay his debts, whether they be to an individual, to a corporation, or to society. What then can be expected from the class of 1925 ? has Dr. George Middelton written a book called After Twenty Years, and the title has come to my mind lately in connection with this graduating class. What shall we have contributed to society after twenty years ? Shall our names be forgotten, or are there men and women among us who shall give signal service to mankind ? Twenty years ago the first automobiles were beheld by the wondering public ; the aeroplane was only a faint dream; science had not conceived of the wonders it has today performed. Can we not then expect the next twenty years to be fraught with equal opportunity ? Those who through diligent labor, research, and hardships have given to us the wonders of our present civilization shall live through countless years in their achievements. schoolmates. After all, the lives that live are few when compared to the vast multitudes who exist a while and are forgotten. Life is long or short according to the worthwhile things we crowd into it; for only that which deserves to live lives. The Great Master Himself was never noted for learning or eloquence, for heroism or genius, He founded no cities, amassed no wealth, wrote no books, filled no public offices, and had no monuments erected to his memory. Even the places of His death and burial were obscure, yet He will be remembered to the latest hour of time, and known along the ages of eternity. What is it that has made such names as Abraham Lincoln, David Livingston, Stanley, Woodrow Florence Wilson, Nightingale, Clara Barton, Joan of Arc, Edith Cavell and numerous others, familiar names to all of us? It is the service they have rendered through lives of unselfishness. Abraham Lincoln will ever be remembered as the big tenderhearted chief who was the friend of the common people. He it was who said God must have loved the common people or he would not have made so many of them. Edith Cavel, in the late war took her station at the side of Florence Nightengale and Clara Barton, whose names are synonyms of mercy and service, and her name was placed beside that of Joan of Arc as a martyr to her countrys cause. Likewise such names as Benjamin Franklin, Thomas A. Edison, Steinmetz, and Goethals, stand out as lives that live. The name of Goethals will be remembered in connection with the Panama Canal. I ran across a stanza the other day that I would like to repeat here. A MAN went down to Panama Where many a man had died, To slit the sliding mountains And raise the eternal tide, A MAN went down to Panama And the mountains moved - aside. Practically all of our electrical achievements of today we owe to such men as Franklin, Edison and Steinmetz ; and they have given their services without thought of compensation, Such women as Jane Adams Francis Willard, Ida M. Tarball' and Mary Antin have given their services freely and unstintingly for the uplift and betterment of humanity. It has been said that the curse of wealth is that it destroys the spirit of service, and history truly bears out the statement of the poet, that, where wealth accumulates men decay. Striking ex- amples of the decay brought about by wealth are before us every day. A notable example is the case of the two youthful Chicago criminals, Loeb and Leopold, who now languish in prison cells. All service that counts does not come before the public eve Every day acts of mercy and kindness, of and love are being performed unknown to the world ; but in the hearts of the few who know are kindled fires of gratitude and love undying. Let me illustrate with the story of a little old lady in a Pennsylvania mining camp. The people were wicked and vicious, and the only church in the neighborhood was five miles away. Yet every Sunday morning the old woman was seen hobself-sacrifi- ce bling along the road that led to the church. Blasphemous taunts were flung at her, but beyond an occasional word of kindness or gentle entreaty to go with her, the old saint took their railings in silence. One day word was received that the old lady was dead. During the funeral services the rough men and women stood quiet and respectful ; and many hardened cheeks were wet with tears. As the preacher finished, one of the men stepped up to him and said, We want you to come back again we never had any use for such things, but if you can tell us, what made her so good well listen to you. door Thus a long-sought-f- or was opened, and a harvest of souls was the result. We do not need to seek opportunities for service they are before us every day. If we make the most of the opportunities each day affords, we are serving to the best of our ability. Hilton was right when he said in his Sonnet on his Blindness Who best bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. David Livingston and Stanley, even in the darkest corners of uncivilized Africa, won world renown and praise for their service to mankind. I am reminded of a story told by President Brimhall of cattle he once observed on a Canadian ranch. Some stood at the gate looking out ; others walked restlessly up and down the fence; while still others grazed peacefully. He likened the cattle to people. The first class are those who are never content with what they have, but are continually wishing they were in the other fellows place. The second class are a little more ambitious than the first. They not only wish for greener pastures, but spend all of their energies trying to find something better than they have. The third class are the workers who no matter where they find themselves are making the most of their opportunities. If we respond to the wants of the world with all of the talent we have, and seek to serve humanity instead of to criticize, uplift and scold it, we shall find ourselves much more quickly, and be not only true to our own ideals, but be a lot more agreeable to the folks that have to do with us. Our lives shall then be lives that live in very deed. May service be the aim of every member of the class of 1925. May we take this for our motto. This day I begin a new life, and I will seize it as it passes and wring from it every possibility-will seek enlightenment rather I (Continued, Page Three) |