All Seniors were glad to learn that Ora got her "herald" and Harold his "ensign." We hope to hear soon of some little Brown standard-bearers. We are proud of our married couple and heartily congratulate Mr. and Mrs. Brown and wish them success and happiness. The absence of Professor Cowles during the last few weeks of school has been keenly felt by the Senior class. Although we miss him, we are glad to know that he has only gone for the summer and to better prepare himself for his work. We feel, however, that we should not feel badly because his wife, Mrs. Cowles, is such an able substitute. The graduating class gave a banquet in honor of Professor Cowles prior to his departure and presented him with a block "W" stick pin to show their appreciation for what he has done. Weber Farewell Just four years we have spent with thee, Weber; And the time has flown rapidly by, So that now to our friends and classmates, dear, We feel loathe in bidding good-bye. Though with sadness school ties must be severed, Consolation will come in the thought That our friends will perhaps not for- get us, While they, too, seek the jewels we sought. The members of thy faculty, Weber, In each heart hold a warm sacred spot. To us they have given their very best, May we improve by the precepts they've taught. Among us are those who've been zealous. And have fought bravely on to the last. There are others who've slighted their duties Disregarding the prize 'till 'twas past. And now that we've gleaned from thy harvest, The rich sheaves that thou left for our share, We leave thee and go on life's journey. Far away from thy safe watchful care. But we've glad to have been with thee. Weber. We are proud to have shared thy good name; And wherever we go in this wide, wide world, We will boost our dear school on to fame. Now, farewell, dear old Weber, Farewell! Au Revoir to the purple and white. May we always prove faithful and true To the school that has led us aright. -M. M. The Future of the Class '13 The following is a story which was found in an old note book: be- longing to Janette Bowns. It is dated June 3, 1934. I sat by the fireside one evening thinking of my school friends, especially those of the class of '13. It was twenty years since we had graduated and I decided to go back to Ogden to see if I could find any of them. When I arrived there three weeks later, I was almost lost. Every- thing was strange and upon looking around I found that I did not know one person and no one knew me. I went into the depot and sat down. I suppose I must have looked dejected, for a man walked up to me and asked if I were in trouble. He looked so kind and pleasant that I told him I was looking for some of my old '13 friends. "Well, this is funny," he exclaimed, "I am Boyd Lindsay, the president of that same class." I was very pleased to see him again and began to ask questions concerning some of the class. He told me that he was the head of a large Women's Furnishing Department store in the city. "Ina, Bertha and Viola, until recently, lived on the sand ridge, where they conducted an "Old Maid's Ranch." Scott Taggart, an eminent vocal music teacher, who had been hired to give lessons to the parrot, succeeded in capturing the heart of Bertha. The other two girls have evidently given up all hopes and have become notorious suffragettes. Ben and Verna Henderson are at present visiting Scott and Bertha. Ben is a conductor on the O. S. L. railroad and is taking his lay-off now." "Then there is Leonard Anderson, who is a congressman. Dave and Jack Eccles have become famous through their airship line from Hooper to Roy." Just then the train whistled and Boyd ran to catch it. I walked up the street and finally came to the Weber Academy. 1 was met at the door by the principal of the school. His voice sounded familiar and upon asking his name 1 found that he was Jesse Cottle. Would you like to meet our teachers," he asked-"perhaps you may know some of them." We went to the Domestic Science rooms, where Effie Allen was presiding; and to Room I, where Lloyd Millar was instructing a class of freshmen in Latin. At the office I was introduced to Coach Arias Belnap. Of course, I was not at all surprised to see him in that position. Just then a beautifully dressed lady rushed into the office. Her appearance created a disturbance and her style of dress would cause