one to think that she was a woman of wealth. She flirted with all the boys, and even with the principal. Imagine my surprise when I learned this woman to be Mabel Ririe! In the Assembly Hall, Weltha Wilson was teaching a class in dancing. When Jesse called the teachers from room 11 I recognized Arba McGregor and Karen Coombs. They were conducting the Kindergarten training class. During the remainder of the day I visited the Senior English class that was in charge of Leon Cowles, the son of our dear English teacher. In charge of the Chemistry class was Weber Henderson, and in Botany, the class was studying the alternation of generations of Isoetes Echinaspora. Arba had a little shopping to do after school and I accompanied her. Hanging in front of the little store on the corner of Twenty- fourth street and Jefferson avenue was an ensign advertising Brown's confection. "Did you know," said Arba, "that Harold and Ora Brown own that store? They bought it from Tom just after they returned from their honeymoon in Brigham City." Near the old Catholic church we passed Victor Belnap, chief of Ogden's police, and Marcellus Chard, the great psychologist from Harvard, who was studying the psychological situation of a recent murder. Just behind them we passed Leantine Barker, the President of the Stake Relief Society, and Lillian Griffin, the matron of the Orphans' Home. We noticed a sign on the building, where Ford's studio had been. It read: A. Stallings-V. Nielson Hairdressing Parlor, anything in the line of switches, rats, puffs and rolls-we can match any color. We arrived at Arba's home at about 7 o'clock, tired from walking around; but someone suggested that we go to the theatre. In the theatre I sat next to a small dark complexioned man. When I spoke to Arba again this gentleman turned quickly and to my astonishment Morgan McKay spoke to me. "Why, Morgan," I exclaimed, still vexed, "what has happened?" "I am the inventor of the 'Human Shrinking Machine' and I have been renovated." "U-tah-na chocolates, Brown's confection and chewing gum," yelled the peanut-butcher as he came down the aisles; and as he neared us he exclaimed: "I perceive that you people have come here to enjoy the performance," and to me, "I feel greatly multiplied by learning your acquaintance." This remark of the impudent 'kandy kid' told me that it was Spencer Heiner. The curtain went up ; there sat Henry Burnett. He took the part of the villain, while Ella and Myrtle Manning figured in the leading role of "The Twins." During one of the intermissions, who should appear on the stage but Mme. Minnie Nelson as sword dancer. In the waiting room Lloyd Millar introduced me to his wife, Pearl G. Millar and President Harold Richards of Yale, who was attending the A. E. K. T. convention at Riverdale. On the edge of the sidewalk stood a man yelling, in a very melodious tone of voice, "Plot Tamales, Red Hot Coney Islands, Red Hot." While we were talking about this man another poorly-dressed man came shuffling along, bumped into the Hot Tamale man's cart and sent his wares rolling into the gutter. This was more than he could stand, and he struck the man, knocking him to the pavement. A scuffle ensued, but was stopped by a policeman, and the smaller man, R. Tanner, the cobbler, was taken to jail for disturbing the peace. By this time my vague recollection of a person who possessed a similar voice had formed into a picture and I could see Lloyd Taggart. The confusion had ceased and after I had made myself acquainted, Lloyd Taggart told me that Violet Cragun had married his Brother Bruce, and the couple were living on the Bar ranch in Wyoming. He also told me that Gladys Stratford eloped with Male Watson and now she is taking in washing to support him. Louis Schelin and Olive Tracy live together. Louise is the proprietor of the City Floral Company and Olive is the great Mormon Authoress. Countess Zina Beus, who is touring Hooper for the last time, is visiting with them. Nothing more was said until we came to the Tonks-Wardleigh Chop Suey shop. We stopped for a moment and saw Guy Toone waiting on the people to the tune of "The Weeping-Willow Sway," Lynne Lundberg's latest sacred composition. Bob Jones, the present Mayor of Huntsville, has arranged with Arwell McKay, through our noted statesman, Vandy Layman, to bring Lundberg's celebrated, world-famous band to his city. George Grant went to Alaska two years ago to search for gold and it is reported that he is one of the richest men of that country. Laurel Brown is making his living as a barber and, of course, Iree helps him. One of the members of the class has been fortunate enough to go to Europe. Rhea Stevens went to Paris four years ago and is now one of the Paris Fashion models. Then comes Vadal Peterson, with his M. M. degree, from the University in the "Woods" of Huntsville. David Fletcher, who was one of the famous '13 debators, was sent to Provo, "on the hill," and all that he can remember is "Panama Canal tolls."