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A collection of yearbooks from Weber Normal College which comprise the years 1919 to 1923. Included in the yearbook are photographs of students, class officers, faculty, the Board of Trustees, athletics, and departments within the college. It also contains sections about the clubs and organizations within the Academy, literary pages, student poetry, and advertisements from local businesses. |
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Show he saw through his chum's scheme to cover up his absence. He knew he wouldn't be detected and so he went on to his quarters. What was his surprise to find his commission waiting for him and orders to leave for France on special duty. He quickly gathered his kit together and was gone. Next day Mike missed his friend and decided that he had deserted rather than face court martial. He was frantic to think of what he had done. He studied and thought until he finally decided that they would arrange to answer and take Ned's place in the guard and cover up his absence. But when he discovered that Ned's name was no longer on the company roll he was puzzled. No one said a word about it and he couldn't ask anybody for fear of making things worse. Then after two weeks of anxiety he received a letter from Ned that said: "Well, Mike, I guess you've worried all you deserve so I decided to let you know something about me. Just let me say that it's better to be an officer in the front lines than a private in the camp." -Agnes Stevens, '20. Soliloquy on Marriage To be, or not to be, that is the question; Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to Marry and have a sea of troubles, Or by staying a bachelor avoid them; To wed, to stay out nights no more, And by this step to say we end the happi- ness and thousand natural joys that sweet eighteen is heir to. Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished (?) To wed, to wed, perhaps to work, aye there's the rub. For in this life of work what rest may come, when you have made the furnace fire and cut the lawn, must give us pause. There's the respect that makes us all stay single men. And so the hue of bended knee proposing, Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought; And when you sum up nerve enough to ask her, With rolling pins in view, you softly steal away. -John Emmett, '21. |