|Paper||Salt Lake City South High School Student Newspapers|
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|Publisher||Digitized by J. Willard Marriott Library, University of Utah|
|Paper||Salt Lake City South High School Student Newspapers|
Page 2 ' SOUTH HIGH SCRIBE . Friday, March 3, 1944 f outhScrtbe Founded, 1931 Published by the students of South high school, 1575 South State Street, Salt Lake City, Utah. EDITOR LOKNA CALL Associate Editor Berneice Nash News Editor ... Beulah Latimer Feature Editor Joan Crebs Social Editor Susan McCarrel Associate Social Editor LaRue Forsberg Sports Editor Grant Woodward Associate Sports Editor Jerry Dalebout Girls' Sport Editor Aline James Alumni Editor Phyllis Clayton Editorial Assistant Don Lefavor Art Editor Don Hague Historian Beverly Christensen News Desk: Jay Tashima, Coralyne Emery, Helen Tate, Beverly Christensen. Feature Desk: ..Maxine Snow. Sports Desk: Bob Hughes, Bruce Goates, Cliff Miller. Social Desk: Betty DeGoyer. Copy Desk: Karon Gwilliam, Margee' Smith, Janet James, Jay Tashima. Picture: Jeano Campanaro. BUSINESS STAFF BUSINESS MANAGER LA WANA RIGBY Ad Manager Marie Robertshaw Business Aids: Barbara Pace, Pat Peterson, Beverly Lambourne, Roselyn Woodward, Betty Jo Wiece, Marilyn Owen, Marilyn Woodward, Ardeth Lym, Marilyn Beaner, Genevieve Wilson. Circulation Bruce Goates Exchanges ..... Marilyn Rasmussen FACULTY SPONSOR..... V. F. VICTOR The Ski Carnival The cold north wind blew with all its fury and might, driving the snow forward with blinding speed. Ken Mason pul-led his coat collar higher and struggled through the ever-deepenin- g drifts. Ken was the son of a rich banker, William C. Mason, who pampered and spoiled his only son. Ken was a likable person but he knew he was good and never missed an opportunity to show. That was why he had come to the ski carnival today. He was an accomplished skier as a result of long hours of coaching and practicing. Soon the route was explained and all the contestants were off on the distance race for the much acclaimed championship. After years of experience in skiing, Ken still loved the soft, crunchy sound his skis made on the sparkling snow. He crouch-ed lower to obtain more speed and like a swift dart" headed among the stately pines. Sud-denly his eyes caught a small dark shape farther down the mountain side. "It looks as though someone is in trouble," said Ken to himself. It seemed to him hours before he reached the girl sitting on a large rock. "Aren't you in the ski con-test?" barked Ken. The girl looked iat Ken a minute or so before she an-swered, "Yes," a little sadly. "Then why are you sitting here?" "I broke one of my skiis on that rock over there," she said. "I've just got to win, not be-cause of myself but because there's some smart alec who thinks he can beat me." Ken thought a minute before he answered her. This contest meant much to him. His Dad promised him a new car in the spring if he won. But this girl looked so unhappy . . . still, what did he owe her? She thought he was a smart alec. "How would you like to use mine?" he asked her. "They could be adjusted in a minute." "But aren't you in this con-test?" "Heck, no," he told her, "I just came here to watch the skiers from the front line." Soon the skis were fastened on her ski boots and she called as she departed, "Thanks a lot. I'll do something for you some-day." For the first time in his life Ken felt as if he had done something truly worthwhile. There were still the fellows and girls to face, but still it didn't seem so important now. Don Stauffer. ROTC Sponsors Formal Cadet Hop The Cadet Hop! The time of year that Lieutenant Colonels Atwood and Larsen get to show their stuff! And the time var-ious stoogents get their share of plannin' and proceedin'. The Junior Drool team will be there in all it's glory, and Captain Clifford Patterson will shout commands at the bewild-ered youngsters. This team is noted for its ability to work to-gether and for their split-seco- nd timing. Not an eye-bro- w twitches and not a soldier moves. Ah, yes, this is some team. Well trained, eh-wo- t? They ought to be, for they ar-rive at the frosty hour of 7:15 in the morning to practice hold-ing and throwing guns. Speaking of 7:15, that's the time the Saber team meets in the morning to learn how to disarm a swordsman and still look fancy. Captain Ralph Py-p- er is commander of this neat little layout. The talented men (seniors) in this squad practice so much some say they can do saber tactics in their sleep. What a dream waking up in the middle of the night because a saber falls on your toe and cuts it off. Easy, isn't it? The EOTC sponsors this gala affair given annually at South. Delbert Atwood is escorting Mar-garet Lake, an junior. June Hillam is one lucky girl for the night, for she is going with Major Gordon Ho-ward. Lieutenant Carl Miner is squiring Valerie Gall, while Lieutenant Clare Olsen is tak-ing Beverly Christensen. Not only the high ranking of-ficers enjoy this big night, but civilians and lower officers will share the fun of a formal dance. Russ Stauffer is escorting Dorothy Mcllraih, and Rozane Heninger is being dated by Carl Hawkins. Marion Wilson has been asked by Bob Sum-merha- ys from East. Everyone will see Eva Weaver and Buddy Smit h and Marlean Peacock with Frank Matheson.t Bruce Goates and Golda Rosenthal, Nathan Wade and Molly Wags-staf- f, and Mary Thorpe and Bob Taylor are three of the couples who will dance and have fun. Well, see you there. I like an exam; I think they're fun; I never cram, And I don't flunk one, . . . I'm the teacher! Exams are just like women, This statement is quite right; They ask you silly questions And keep you up all night. qQ snoop scoop 7 Daffy Cul Here's your li'l ol' Daffy Cub again, just back from another Snoop Scoop Convention. We had quite a controversy over the little episode which took place in Miss Martin's sixth period English class. It seems they were talking about different forms of government. Miss Martin asked if anyone knew in which government women have the upper hand. Boyd Larsen, one of South's Lieutenant Colonels, sitting near the back of the room, answered definitely, "Dicta-torship." Joyce Hunt, Gloria Hansen, and Mar-ian Anderson, representatives of this class who were present at the Snoop Scoop Convention, haven't yet decided on the date of Boyd's ex-ecution. By the way, on Marian Anderson's third finger, left hand, has been placed a thrilling 'V little stone. Dean Barney and Danny Locke, just return-ed from Hawaii where they're working for Pan t American, have been gracing South's busy halls during the past few days. The girls don't mind at all. Lou Dods dated Francene Rose for East's Cadet Hop, and Jean Brady Burgess, South alum, was there with her husband, Doug, home on furlough. Since we're on the subject of East's Cadet Hop, I might as well continue. Keith and Pat, of course, were there with smil-ing faces. Carina Matthews, with her hair on top of her head, helped Gene Sorenson to enjoy a wonderful evening, while LaRue Morrison was a "Lady in Black" for the affair Her slim dinnergown was split to the knee. Escorting her was Jack Green. Doubledating with this sophisticated couple were Larry Johnson and Janet Martindale. Marge Taylor and Bob Story were another familiar couple at the dance. Say, Santa, the gals of South want me to thank you for the Hank Filatra you sent them for Christmas. (Though he wasn't discovered 'til we had that assembly a few weeks ago.) To think he was disguised as Cliff Heaps all v the time! But Santa, it seems Miss Mandell can never be satisfied. Now she wants a record of "Mairzy Doats." Aline James surely strings the boys along, doesn't she? Every time our "Alta Palta" fra-ternity (for wolves only every boy in the school belongs to it) checks up on her, she's holding hands with a different boy. Alice Sheets, I found through a little keyhole listen-ing, is going steady with a boy from the U. La Var Rockwood and Martha Green, it's been said, are doing all right together. And aren't those soft blue sweaters pretty that Helen Edling and Millen Moffat are wearing? Those lucky sailors who receive letters from Donna Lou Archibald! What is it about the navy that so interests you, Donna Lou? I can well imagine what a morale booster your letters are. Let me say again, "Lucky sailors!" Melba Seguin received a diamond recently. The happy boy is Allen Brooks,-Seama- 1st Class of the U. S. Navy. Glenn Hammill of the USCG made a certain girl very happy when he re-- .N turned on a ten day furlough. Mel Adams and one particular blond are making pretty good time. I wonder how Bill Lubin is getting along since Glenna went to Tennessee. Chin up, ol' man. Jane Swope and Cal Miller seemed to have a good time together And who wouldn't, with two swell kids like them? Somebody should tell these boys (one in particular) that "Roses are red, violets are blue" is all right laid on thick when it's meant for just one girl. But when two gals get one like this from the same boy, look out, fella! Students of Mrs. Jackson's first period English class finally found out why innocent Alan is called "wolf" ... his last name is Hoivell! I walked into the Scribe room the other morning. I wonder, is it a newspaper office or is it a beauty parlor? Fingernail polish all over the place, hair flying, and . . . well, you know how these women are. Oh, don't get me wrong. I know they can work, and work hard. I guess it's just the idea of the Cadet Hop coming up. Man shortage, you know. Sorry, girls. I know you have appeal without using this extra time to enhance your beauty. Well, Daffy's got. to go and struggle some more with his income tax. See you next time! DAFFY CUB. t Essay on Nothing Confuses Scientist Since an essay may range between the epi-gram and the treatise and may be on any in-teresting phase of a subject, it is altogether fitting and proper that I should write upon nothing as it is the basis of everything. If nothing were something, that is, if it' had weight and occupied space, it would fill all the spaces between molecules and atoms, they would therefore become rigid and nonmovable because they would be held in place by this omnipresent substance. All life would cease to exist and the inorganic would rule the universe. However (and thank goodness!) this is not the case and nothing is a large ever-prese- nt area surround-ing and between everything and consists of a large expanse of void lifeless, immaterial no-thing. Therefore nothing rules the universe. However, is this void (we shall call it that to avoid confusion) really nothing? Scientists tell us that the earth's atmosphere may range about 150 miles. About one half of all air is below 20,000 feet. The rest of the air is stretch-ed out between these two heights, about 146 miles. But, as in the caseof the precision frog who had a distance of 16 feet to jump first, he jumped half that distance, eight feet. He then jumped half the remaining distance of eight feet, 4 feet. He then jumped two feet, one foot, one-ha- lf foot, etc., etc. Each time he jumped half the remaining distance. But he never reached his goal of 16 feet. Couldn't air be equally stretched out in this manner to not cover just 150 miles but all of the atmospheres of all the universe, all the light of the universe, and all of the loose matter in the universe per-meate the entire universe and therefore fill our wonderful void? Light itself, being energy, would be enough as light is always present, even in the blackest darkness. Modern scien-tists cling to the idea that energy is matter and visa-vers- a. A well-found- ed theory, eh! Wat-son? If you say "yes", you are right and if you say "no" you are more observant than the average. It may be a well-found- ed theory, but it cer-tainly is silly. However, it gave the author much fun and was therefore worth it. I remem-ber H. G. Wells wrote a number of super-scien-ce stories all of which seemed rather unnec-essary and yet his were all published and read by the eminent men of the world. So you see, I consider it perfectly all right to express my-self in this manner. Donald Spencer. Mo(a) & Souths AnHLtel Cheef Hop -- a ie yoa got youn T" Lefe A)I Go ""ague Student Material Sought We of the Scribe staff are striving for a better paper and one in which the students will have an active interest. Therefore, we are trying to begin a new plan which will give all students a chance to write material.