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Show THE PAGE FOUR "The Noise" A By CHARLES high-pitche- it evaded by grasp. It glided 'back and forth in front of my eyes and then drifted towards the door. I followed. Once outside the small cloud almost vanished but came back. I reached again. I must get rid of it and go back where it is warm. It moved out of my reach. The noise, I had to destroy this white thing that was making so much noise. The cloud or whatever it was began to move faster and faster until I 'had to run to keep up with it. Faster and faster it moved. I began to stumble more often. My lungs were burning and my legs were weak and tired. I SUN Wednesday, Dec. 19, 1956 The man who is always short Personalities Chosen From Oklahoma Staging Story IIARLOCKER Smoke completely filled the room until vision became almost channeled. The dark brown rotted room reflected only the light of a small blue bulb which hung from the now blue looking ceiling. The people who stood around the bar and sat at the nearby tables had an erie blue tinge to their skin. The one light, as small as it was, cast a shadow of this deep depressing color on everything below. It was Christmas eve, but the people in this room were a different kind of people and celebrated this eve in a different way than the happy family man or the lovesick teenager. They were alone, not in the way of lacking company, but inside them they were alone and lonely. They moved about from one person to another as if by force of habit. Only once d in a while a girls the break would groaning laugh hum of the muffled voices. I was alone, too, but so I had 'been for most of my life as I wandered from town to town and much city to city. I had never beenand so at accomplishing anything, my days work was keeping myself warm and full. I had waken early this morning with a pounding in my head and heart and an indescribable feeling that some place this day I would read my name. The day had passed and the dark a wintry night had 'began with snowfall. Still there was no recess from this pounding. I had stumbled into this place for shelter from the storm. I felt I had entered an open tomb full of walking but dead bodies still this obsession hounded me. What was it that made this day so different and where would I read my name? I tried to mix with the crowd, but who could be interested in a shabby bent old man ? So, finding the search for someone to talk to fruitless, I resigned to the side of the bar to spend the night. The big hand ticked around and around the clock, winning every race it ran with the hour hand. With each minute a pounding in my heart and head increased until it seemed as .though a bell of enormous size were ringing with me tied to the clapper. Still they grew louder and louder. A small cloud of smoke zig zagged in front of me in time to each beat of my head. It zigged and zagged until I felt it must 'be alive and the cause of this noise. I must break it to stop this noise, I thought, or the other people may 'become 'bothered and Ill have to leave. It was so cold outside. I couldnt let this happen. I reached for it but DIXIE cash seldom gets along. of t "W. I I I For Quality j Portraits i Photo Supplies ODEGARD'S j j PHOTO SHOP i TRI-STA- OFFICE TE I and Lynne Harrison MUSIC SUPPLY Jon Green Lynne Harrison's Star Jon Green, Musical Star, Shines Bright at Dixie Sets Hearts A'Flutter The Dixie collegespotlight on starhas shone on hundreds of beautiful, talented girls, but rarely has the beam been so intense as it is this year on our Oklahoma! Laurie and National Gilferd Queen Lynne Harrison. To rave here about Lynnes long list of colossal achievements would be like adding milk to juice. One day about three years ago, Handsome, a a shy, bow-legge- d, odd-looki- creature N. R. Frei called Lynne entered Woodward highs senior class. From that time up to a year or two ago, weve witnessed a transformation similar to the one Ado Annie tells Laurie about in a censored Oklahoma scene. Being born in Hollywood may sound silly, but this seems to have meant something in Lynnes case. Many plays, including iMormon Kiss Me, Brigadoon, and scores of smaller successes have brought into the open only a few of Lynnes wonderful Girl, Kate, talents. Lynne has her equally talented mother to thank for her early development, which has built a sturdy foundation for this modest, queenly junior. As for all this It doesnt glory, Lynne says, seem like Im me!" Lynne has a desire to be successful, as do most of us. She says she would enjoy acting as a career, but may be easily detracted from it. I wonder why? Dont stop now, Laurie, youve too many possibilities. coming down in bigger flakes than had ever seen 'before. I must catch it, choke or break it but stop the pounding. Im so tired, I thought. Blast it Im forever stumbling over something. Im so tired and the snow is. so cool and refreshing. Ill just, rest and then Ill catch it. Slowly the snow drifted over me and died away in the distance. I raised my head after what seemed like hours of peaceful sleep and what should be the first thing to meet my eyes ? There, engraved on a stone plaque of some kind, was my name and what was had to catch it. I couldnt stand this written below it? Died Dec. the noise anymore. The snow was 25, 1956. aint I? aint I? aints Curly-heade- I? Bow-legge- d, too, d, For Christmas Portable: Typewriters, Radios, Phonographs No! You beast! Youre just a wished-e-had-a-sweethe- good-for-nothin- g, tramp! Dixie students, which story are we to 'believe about our Oklahoma! star? Lets just see what has brought about the present circumstances and well decide for ourselves. Jon D. Green first saw the hazy light of day through the Los Angeles smog Jan. 26. 1940. His first high C was sounded on that memorable day. Immediately, Mr. Green, then a newspaper man, decided his young tenor needed room to practice vocalizing, so he clawed his way through the CaliWeel, fornia traffic to the Always Shop A. G. FOOD STORES O.K. MARKET MARKET BASKET wide-ope- n spaces of Utahs Dixie. Jon became in St George from the first moment he. our popular personality, walked upon Dixie soil. Always a rather reserved character, Jon first cam: into his own last year at Woodward where he was an honor student, senior class president and solo comet in Stan Schmutzs prize winning band. Now as a Dixie freshman, this Soakedvith-talen- t musician has really scored a tremendous hit in Oklahoma! Probably the first freshman to secure the top spot in a production in the class of M.J.B.s latest, Jon has brought in amazing packed houses for weeks with his superb performance. 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