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Show Friday, March 5, 1943. Page Tw0 SOUTH HIGH SCRIBE Drool Teams Are Pride of Army During Days Before Hop By JULIE SPITZ Until South received a set of new garbage cans, she was prouder of her junior drool team than of any refuse receptable. Some fella named Poulsen allegedly commands the little commandos. En-forcing fuerher Redmond's new order at the present time, however, is a little cherub named Sergeant Royal Neilsen. Junior droolers are a cross section of the school. For ex-ample, that dashing Jeano Campanero, ace photographer for the Southerner, has been voted dream drool boy by the ladies of Local Tar Pit No. 2. Little Jackie Bolton wants to be a harp player when he grows up so he can pull strings. Jack Chamberlain, known as "acid lip," has writ-ten a book entitled, "Those Aren't Dark Glasses She's Wearing, Mother, She Hasn't Plucked Her Eyebrows Late-ly." Always present with his drool cup is Claude Newton. Because of his energy in drool-ing, he has been awarded the bib Baby Sandy wore in her last picture. All these personalties and more too, comprise this team of precision, and remember, the saber team is directed by Corporal Royal Neilsen. Yes, we salute you, Junior Drool Team and your commander, Private Royal Neilsen. And remember, drool team spelled backwards spells "loord meat" and nowadays any kind 'of meat sounds good. m ""1 van 'Mein Kampf' Offers Study in Nazi-is- m We are all Minute Men. We must under-stand the enemy in order to block his moves. That is why we must know his beliefs, his ambitions, and his weaknesses. A soldier stumbled up to his dormitory, and threw himself on a cot. His eyes were burning with tears the cause he had fought so hard for was lost and inside his heart there arose a hatred . . . and this hatred grew. It grew into a book of a thousand pages which formed a creed. This creed was like a whirlwind, and its dynamic force in-toxicated a nation. This soldier was Adolf Hitler. In his book, Mein Kampf, he outlines his plans for a conquering race. He tells of the power of propaganda; he plans for a domination of the world. He challenges America and Great Britain in a passionate, badly written part of the book. Why read Mein Kampf, you will probably ask? Who has time to read a thousand pages of extremely dull material, that is falsely colored in spots with emotional outburst and lies? This is not a book of literature, but one of action. You must realize that Mein Kampf is valuable, because it goes to the root of Nazism. And if we are to win this war, we must know how to destroy Nazism! Off the blotter: Editor Offers Congrats to Casaba Teams Championships Woe and begore, lad, and 'tis no shame that them Cubs lost th' basketball champeenship ! Mike, you're right. Despite the fact that South teams were about as sharp as a damp soda cracker when they ran up against East and West on the detested gym floor, the boys were really in there pitchin'. We proved it in the last game when we flattened the leopard and robbed it of everything but the proverbial squeal . . . and the Eciders had plenty of that left! The leopards turned out fine teams, though, and so we say hats off to some swell sports and three grand coaches. We've rid-den Brooks and Lence plenty in the Scribe, but no two finer fellows ever graced the hard-woods here while playing for another team. The only gripe we have is against "Big Stoop," a massive guard on their "B" team who growled at every ad-verse decision the refs made. (Written with all due apologies to the sports page.) A Choice Bit From the Utah Chronicle of some time back: A statistician reports that there are twice as many rats as humans , in the world. It is well known in which class he counts some continental European lead-ers. Quite Seriously America and Americans and school "kids" are used to being pampered. When this big mess is finished, we'll go back to being even happier, we believe. But will we be soft, and for easy prey dictatorial nations? We think not. Just about everyone can act quickly. We jump at conclusions, sometimes. And other times we rise to the occasion. The former may be ex-cused if the later trait is present. Youth can be prepared. Youth must be prepared. Youth will be prepared to finish this con-flict and ward off post-wa- r laxity. America will not again be caught napping. For ideas of students on other questions, see the opinion poll on page 1. outhScribe Founded, 1931 Published by the students of South high school, 1575 South State Street, Salt Lake City, Utah. EDITOR MILTON HOLLSTEIN ASSOCIATE EDITOR JULIE SPITZ News Editor - Tom Challis Feature Editor -- ...Bob Jackson Social Editor - Beverly Egbert Co-Spo- rts Editors ....Frank Allan, Frank James Art Editor Bob Linde Alumni Editor Phyllis Clayton Photographer Dean Peck Assistant News Editor Edna Price News Desk: Lorna Call, Berneice Nash, Aline James, Charlotte Fienstien, Phyllis Clayton. Feature Desk: Violet Ruga, Joy Wiest. Assistant Social Editor: Susan McCarroll. Social Desk: Elaine Jaryis, Camilla Smith. Sports Desk: Barney Flanagan, Wayne Smith, Grant Woodward Jerry Dalebout, Joe Peters. ' BUSINESS STAFF BUSINESS MANAGER DOT PARKINSON AD MANAGER LORRAINE JOHNSON Circulation Paul Pusey Exchanges Camilla Smith Bookkeeper Joyce Daughters Business Aids: Joy Wiest, Violet Ruga, Jean Zumwalt, Vella Bradshaw, Pat Brandley, Lillian Larsen, Jeane Hammond, Teddy Anderson, LuWana Rigby, Marie Robert-sha- w. FACULTY SPONSOR V. F. VICTOR MEMBER, NATIONAL SCHOLASTIC PRESS ASSOCIATION 1939- - 1940 Best in Utah Weber College Sign post. 1940- - 1941 First Class Honor Rating N S P A. Superior Rating Weber College 1941- - 1942 Best in Utah Weber College Sign post. (Member Jf f) Est. 1921 J Believe it or Scribblers Give Daffy Views In Column By Joy Wiest and Violet Ruga Gloria Clauson's father is a high authority on the rationing board. Not only can .he afford to give her a Cadillac convertible sedan for graduation, but he is using his influence to obtain her a "C" card. She has been try-ing to get him to give her the car in May so she can take it to the Girls' Dance. Miss Alexander's first period type class witnessed quite an ex-hibition the other day. Miss Alexander told Delores Gerome that she would give her an "A" if she didn't make a typing mis-take that day. Delores only had five more minutes to type, and she hadn't made an error. Then who should peek through the window but Chal Goss. When Delores saw him, it threw her out of rythm and she .hit the wrong key. It made her so mad that she picked up the typewriter and threw it out the window. It hit Jerry Dalebout on the head. The typewriter was dam-aged beyond repair, and Jerry is still trying to figure out who threw it. Berkley Kirkham and Norma Lloyd are going to elope any day now. They haven't quite decid-ed Avhether to fly to Yuma, Ari-zona, or to Las Vegas, Nevada. Wherever they finally decide on, they will fly in Berkley's little Pyper Cub Airplane. He won it not so long ago, by telling why he liked King-size- Wings. Berk-ley and Norma's romance is very touching. He was calling the grocery store to find out if they had any honey. His finger slip-ped and he dialed Norma's num-ber instead. The only thing she heard him say was "honey." That got her, however, and they have been going strong ever since. Bill Grainger refused a scholar-ship to Harvard next year to study law. soythat he would be able to play on the University of Utah basketball team. He says he is going to revolutionize the whole team so that the "U" will take the championship next year. Besides he doesn't want to leave his secret passion, Gloria Robbins. Gay Time In Store For Partners At Annual Prom Fifteen minutes after Your Hit Parade, the gyms of South will tingle with the scent of Evening in Paris, Tweed, Danger, Sweet Surrender, (and 10c The different colors of the rainbow will be repre-sented in a mass of gaiety, and all moods of music will be heard the serenade, the polka, the jazz, the metropolitan, and the blues. Friends and friends galore will be there. Here comes Ernest Poulsen and Joyce Morrison; Howard Green and Marilyn Tol-to- n; Lewis Leake and LuRee Kammerman; Patsy Hansen and Frank James; Ross Birdsall and MarJean Nuttall; Stan Gold and Jean Karren; Herman Bauer and Claire Shegogue; Sherbyn Mere-dith and Viola Meredith (no rela-tion, please); Mont Jones and Janet Bywater; Olive Madsen and Douglas Crowton, and etc. After the drummer has used up his excess energy, and the dancers' feet become tired, the school doors are locked The cus-todians will start sweeping the floor, and automobile horns will blast. Numerous inns and cafes will be rilled to capacity, and there may be small house parties, and then home to dream. Mon-day you will find time to gossip and "tell all about that eventful night." See you there! Keeper of the Flame I live in .a fruitful valley. Young America is my name, I stand here watchful unafraid "A keeper of the flame." If you were entering the New York Har-bor at night, you would see a great light shining for many miles over the waters. The flame of the light would be held aloft by a goddess of bronze. Yes, you would undoubt-edly say, this is the torch of liberty. Even if there were no statue, you would still see the flame. It comes from the eyes of people who know the freedom of the press, freedom of speech, and freedom of religion. This freedom is the spiritual kinship of the people who yesterday were Germans, Italians, Greeks, Dutch, Norwegians, or Chinese. It governs their hearts, their souls, and their bodies. It makes out of the individual Amer-ican a "tyseper of the flame." The small newsboy on the street is famil-iar with the siege of Stalingrad, the battle of Dunkirk, the invasion of North Africa. He knows that in Germany only propaganda is released for print; that there is no voice of the people; that hate has replaced human understanding. If he were of Jewish des-cent, he would feel Hitler's wrath. lie might be beaten, maimed, imprisoned, starved, tor-tured, or sent to the Russian Front. He would drag the chains of slavery, and live in a hell of hells. The freedom of the press must not be abused. It offers food for the American's thoughts. Without it, progress would stop; emancipation, hope, and world peace would only be a madman's daydream. We shall not let the flame burn low, for we have pledged ourselves to be vigilant. Bob Jackson, '43. That's My Opinion . . . Note: The opinions of Scribe do not nec-essarily conform with the opinions which may bi expressed by students in this column. Editor, Scribe: It is my opinion that we should change back to three lunch periods. The new system is all right for the first lunch, but the last lunch suffers. Cubs having the last lunch must wait too long to buy their hamburgers. There is also . trouble in finding a seat by your friends. By the time one o'clock rolls around, every-body is starved. Sincerely, Ralph Merkley. Editor, Scribe: Have you ever been terribly thirsty, and come to a drinking fountain only to find a trickling of water coming from a circle of lip-stick? Many have, but nothing has been done about it. Why can't the fountains be fixed so that enough water comes from both spouts to allow drinking without slurping? Sincerely, ; Don North. Mkrf It Takes Both wCvmSg war bonds ffmM AND taxes Jf To Win Victory |