WEDNESDAY EVENING, APRIL 4, 1934. Queen Honors Rest Between Two Dorothys Classicalia Is Rare Event, Though King Idea Has Been Lost OGDEN HIGH SCHOOL NOTES Mary Paquette—Editor Jack Bennett—Associate Editor Nothing like the high school Classicalia ever was on sea nor land. An event unique, picturesque, beau-tiful, jolly. An event of tran¬scendental importance traditionally that has come down from the dim past when J. E. Beeson was crowned king and Moroni Olson queen. The king idea has been los' in the scuf-fle to the more lasting and stronger enthusiasm for the queen. The year "Dorothy" will be our queen. Whether this will be Dorothy Bow¬man or Dorothy Stone only the gods know at this writing. We shall all learn at the Classicalia Friday at the Berthana which is the lucky Dorothy. The other will be the maid of honor so prestige awaits both fair damsels. The Classicalia is held (1) for sheer enjoyment, (2) to make money to publish the year book. To meet this second end, there are no complimentarys—all pay, be he or she president, king or magistrate. Stu¬dents and teachers work like demons for a week to put on the event and then all submit to the gate holdup. All contribute of time and means to make the Clas¬sicalia a success. IN PURGATORY Purgatory is sometimes referred to as a place of temporary torment. Well, in that case, most of us have been once, at least, in that unforget- able state of existence. For in¬stance, on an invigorating, sunny morning when we like to play a ten¬nis -game, imagine what complete satisfaction and enjoyment we have when we discover our little sister has taken our tennis racket to spank the kittens. Then, on some drizzly morning when we are obliged to wear rub¬bers, what a delightful sensation it is to see our neighbor's inquisitive dog mischievously gnawing at them on his master's lawn. Our dear lit-tle cousins visit us sometimes, and aren't we happy when the five-year- old plays house, using all of our clothes as costumes to drag' over the dust? Of course we are. They are young and we must not by all means, attempt to stilt their free¬dom of expression. Alarm clocks ring mercilessly when we most wish to sleep, some slippery substance lies on the floor where we are most likely to step, pins or needles sometimes are stuck in upholstery where we are apt to recline—all giving us a glimpse of purgatory. EMILY MERRILL. CHARACTERS Jack and Jill going up a hill, Miss Muffet and her tuffet, little Bo Peep who can't find her sheep, old King Cole he's a merry soul, all may take the prize or even you may realize that you are a character, too, and take the prize Zeta offers you. Note: In other words, Zeta Phi Xi is offering a prize for the best cos¬tume at the Classicalia. Dorothy Bowman, our future C—Charm L—Loveliness 1 A—Ability S—Sweetness S—Sociability I—Idealism C—-Cleanliness A—Amiability L—Liveliness I—Initiative A—Admiration of everyone Q—Queenliness U—Understanding E—Energy E—Enthusiasm N—Nobility has each characteristic necessary for that position. Boy, are we going to have fun at the Classicalia all dressed up as babies. That means we can do things like babies and get away with it because we don't know any bet¬ter. INTERESTING SIGHT Do any of you curious-minded students even look inside of the art room? If you do, you would see some very interesting sights. It seems that Mr. Stewart, proving him¬self to be an excellent art teacher, started his class right back at the very foundations of art and has worked up until his classes are real¬ly doing admirable things. The walls of his room are hung with such objects as will catch any observer's eye. Just step inside and look around. Mr. Stewart will be glad j to answer your questions. GRETCHEN. QUESTIONS Things I would like to know: Why Ogden and Weber high schools don't sponsor a dance to¬gether? Will someone tell me? Who is going to be "queen" this year? Why aren't we going to have an opera? Why our music department isn't boosted as much as some other school activities? Why we don't have soft cushion chairs instead of these hard wood¬en benches? If the Classicalia is going to be a series of tag dances? Where am I going to get a date? If this will ever get to the notes? Who's the most popular girl in school? f I'll be seein' ya. KLING KLUNG. THURSDAY EVENING, APRIL 5, T934. O. H. S. Has Fine Array In Contest Entries For State Music Competition Sent To Brigham City OGDEN HIGH SCHOOL NOTES Mary Paquette—Editor Jacls Bennett—Associate Editor Entry papers for the state music contest have been mailed to Brig- ham City. From the great number of entrants, it can be seen that Og¬den High school is filled to over¬flowing with talent. The orchestra, consisting of 24 boys and 25 girls, is entering with the number "Toward Evening," a composition of Walter Kramer. Thirty-three excellent male voices have joined forces in Condish's "Song of the Jolly Roger" as their contest number hoping to bring hon¬or to the boys' glee club of O.H.S. Lloyd Fredrickson, possessor of an excellent bass voice, will sing an amusing number, "Oh, No John." Chester Christensen, a junior who has entertained us in assembly, will sing "Passing By" in his clear ten¬or voice. Mary Vance, another junior, won the contralto solo honors with "Ships That Pass in the Night," and Bever¬ly Harris, a soprano, will sing "Ecstasy." A fine quartet composed of Leland Wright, first tenor; Jack Higganbotham, second tenor, Glen Wilde, baritone, and Bob Emmett, bass, are delegates from Ogden High school as the boys' quartet in the state contest. The girls' glee club, composed of 60 girls, is also entered with the number "Starlight." Nine students of Glenn L. Han¬sen have been entered as particip¬ants in the instrumental contest. Woodrow Peterson, baritone; Dean Crandall, trombone; Richard Congdon, clarinet; Kenneth Brizzci, sax¬ophone; Eugene Hawkes, cornet; Wayne Devereaux, piano; Joe Swartz, drums; and Beverly Brown, cello. We are wishing you luck, students. —M. P. OPPORTUNITY PASSES The Ogden Civic league gave to the students at school and to their parents an opportunity to further beautify Ogden city by offering them a chance to purchase any kind of rose bushes for fifty cents a bush. A prize of $7 was offered to the student handing in the larg¬est order, but no orders were made. This was indeed an opportunity passed up and reflects greatly upon the students, for many people would f have ordered bushes at this time oi i the year had the only known of this chance.—J.B. Dear Nose All: Can you tell me what day we march this year?Fleet- foot. Dear Fleetfoot: Inspection will take place during the first week of May. Boys' day will be Friday, May 11.—Nose All. PROPERTY O.K. Government property to the value of $26,663 held at high school in the R.O.T.C. unit, and for which the principal as custodian is bonded was reported O.K. by the United States finance officer, Captain R. R. Connor, who audited the records on Wednesday. DREAMS COME TRUE Last evening while rummaging through my collection of childish literature, I came across a large book so badly worn and misused that the name on the cover had disap¬peared. Curiosity urged me to open this neglected treasure, and there sat old Mother Goose flying through the clouds on her beautiful white gander. Interested by my long for¬gotten friends, I drew up a large chair before the fireplace and curl¬ed up into it to enjoy a few minutes of renewed acquaintances, I read and read until my eyes became so heavy that I could scarcely hold them open. I seemed to be drifting and drifting until— Suddenly I felt wide awake and looking around, I was surprised to find myself standing in the center of a large ballroom. There were lit¬tle girls and boys, Jack and Jill, Simple Simon, Curly-jocks, "Little Bo-Peep, and oh, hundreds of oth- ers. Then I heard music, at first it was soft and low, and then it be¬came louder, dignified. Some one shouted, "Behold, the queen has arrived." The floor was cleared in no time, and then I saw her, I could not begin to tell you how she looked. Immediately behind her came the maid of honor and six at¬tendants. Such an array of beauty and charm no court has even before possessed. That queen, the Queen of Hearts was certainly no other than Dorothy Stone. Just as I was about to shout my joy, someone grabbed me by the arm. "Get up! I say, wake up." And my mother destroyed that lovely dream. Now, students, I am sure you will make this dream come true by cast¬ing your vote for Miss Dorothy Stone for the real queen of hearts.