In those days, attending high school was not exactly universal, and many students had to earn their right to attend. My father, David Calvin Stuart, was a contractor and builder, and he usually had surplus piles of scrap and used lumber. He told me that if I wanted to attend high school, he would give to me a certain pile of used lumber, and I would have to make kindling-wood of it, using a handsaw and hatchet (electric saws were not yet invented). Then I Professor Nichols and the Ogden Ladies Band was to sell this kindling-wood in burlap (gunny) sacks for twenty-five cents per gunnysack full. From what I thus earned I was to purchase my school clothes and pay my tuition. Most kitchen stoves of those years were wood and coal-burning stoves. Each morning the previous day's ashes would be cleaned out of the firebox, paper placed in it, then kindling-wood, then coal; then a match lit the paper, and very soon there was a hot stove suitable for making breakfast. Most of that summer (and later summers) I spent most of the days and quite often late at night working under an electric light, making kindling-wood, and then selling it. When enrollment time came, I purchased some school clothes from Watson-Tanner Clothing Company, and this purchase included a cap that I thought was the nicest cap I had ever seen. That cap was to give me my first unpleasant experience at the Academy. On enrollment day, accompanied by my father, I walked from home to the Weber Academy, and I paid my twenty-five silver dollars tuition and was enrolled in what was called a Business Course. David O. McKay of Huntsville was the head of the Board of Trustees, and he was there to welcome the new as well as the older students. Weber Academy was a competitor of Ogden High School, located a couple of blocks up 25th Street, at the corner of Monroe Avenue. The competition was especially true when athletics was considered, especially basketball. The Business Course consisted of typing, shorthand, bookkeeping, penmanship, all of which were taught by Professor Eli Holton. An additional class was Commercial Law, which was taught by David J. Wilson, a young lawyer who was trying to establish a law practice in Ogden, and while so doing was supplementing his income by teaching Commercial Law. He later was very prominent in Republican Party politics in Ogden and Utah, and later through him I used to meet Congressman Colton on his visits to Ogden. Most students of Weber Academy, especially those from our part of town, either walked or rode their bicycles to school, but bicycles were sometimes tampered with at school, so mostly we walked. The streetcars of Ogden Rapid Transit Company passed in front of our home on Wall Avenue and also the corner of 25th Street and Jefferson Avenue, but the fare was five cents, and walking was cheaper. In the four years at Weber Academy, I never once rode the streetcars to or from school, winter included. Attending Weber Academy was a good experience. There were students who later made names for themselves. There were many of them, but I mention only a few: Norman Bingham, later owner of Buehler-Bingham Men's Clothing Store; Ernest L. Wilkinson, later to become the President of Brigham Young University in Provo, Utah; Val Browning, later to become the head of Browning Arms Company; Jess Hansen, later an Ogden banker; and Alice Pardoe West, a feature writer for the Ogden Standard-Examiner. Henry Aldous Dixon became President of Weber Academy and head of the faculty. Many years later he was appointed to fill a vacancy in our Congressional delegation. In addition to our classes we had a daily assembly for the entire student body, and it was filled with interesting events. There were instructions to the students and announcements of coming events; there was musical entertainment by the school choir and musicians; there were extemporaneous speaking contests with representatives of each class striving to be chosen the winner. On occasion, even President 6 Dixon and Professor Manning would entertain the students by singing their duet "Give Me The Old Time Religion," or part of it, before they would break down laughing at themselves. A highlight of those assemblies, at least in my opinion, centered on Professor Nichols, the music professor, and his family and his Ladies Band. Dorothy Nichols, his daughter, frequently entertained us by playing her cello, and Lorin Nichols, his son, sometimes played his cornet. Lorin's appearances were not as frequent as his sister's, for Lorin was one of the originators of Jazz, music his father would not tolerate. When Professor Nichols was conducting his orchestra playing such music as "Barcarole," son Lorin would commence "jazzing" it. The music would halt, Lorin would be reprimanded, and the playing resumed. Professor Nichols also taught music in his home, and the girl who later became my wife, Grace Parker, took clarinet lessons from him, and played in the Ogden Ladies Band, which he organized and conducted. This band needed a good trumpeter, so Professor Nichols sometimes required his son Lorin to play in parades with the Ogden Ladies Band. In revenge, Lorin would sluff school classes and spend time in a favorite poolhall. His father, more than once, said to me: "Floyd, will you see if you can get Lorin out of the poolhall and back to his classes?" I usually could. Lorin Nichols was a redhead, and he became nationally famous as Red Nichols and His Five Pennies. He and his orchestra barnstormed the nation, and some of his band members later became leaders of the nation's Big Bands. We all remember Red Nichols records, which are now treasured collector's items. During World War II Red Nichols took a vacation from his music and worked in a shipyard in California. When he staged a comeback in a California nightclub, it was Louis (Satchmo) Armstrong and his band that marched in and assured Red's comeback was a big success. During my years at Weber Academy, the church that owned it decided to build on the campus, facing 25th Street, a gymnasium, later known as Weber Gymnasium. Students and their parents, among them my father, spent much time soliciting donations for the gymnasium's construction. Eventually, it was finished and opened, but any of the Weber Academy students who used its facilities, such as swimming pool and handball courts, were required to pay the same fees as the doctors, lawyers, professionals, and businessmen paid. An unusual occurrence happened at Weber Academy when a Mr. Brodie became a member of the faculty. As I recall, he was there for only one school year. His wife was a daughter of Thomas E. McKay, a brother of David O. McKay, and they lived for that school year in the old Dr. Edward Rich home on the school campus. Mrs. Brodie would later write a book titled No Man Knows My History, its subject being the Mormon Prophet Joseph Smith. The book was not well received by church members and authorities. One day, after the graduation lists were completed, Professor Hilton inquired of me why I had not petitioned for graduation. He was on the graduation committee. I replied that I was just a junior. He said that made no difference, that I had enough credits to graduate. I decided to stay for the senior year. That fall of 1919, the Board of Trustees of Weber Academy initiated a plan to convert Weber Academy from a high school to a college, which they named Weber Normal College. The first step was to discontinue the enrollment of the freshman high school class and commence the enrollment of students for the first year of college. When school started that fall, I learned that I had not been enrolled as a senior high school student, but as a first-year college student. This was the first year that a college class was organized at Weber Academy. It consisted of only first-year college students, but it also comprised the entire student body of Weber Normal College. We called it the College Class, and when the class officers were elected by the students, for some reason that I never understood, I was elected College Class President. This was, in other words, the very first student body of what was later to become Weber State University. A Sealed Envelope J. Stuart "Monk" Halliday '26 As I looked at the picture of myself in the football sweater, I began to remember the award system at Weber. 1st year award 1919: The year Weber first started to play football. A white pullover sweater with a block purple W in the center. I still have the sweater, but the block W is gone. 2nd year award 1920: White coat sweater with a purple block on it. I have that sweater. 3rd year award 1921: White sweater with purple block W on it. I do not have that one. 4th year award 1922: A big blanket with purple sections at the top and bottom and Betty Noble 7