TEACHER AT HOSPITAL. Miss Margaret Hubbard took ill Monday afternoon at school and was rushed to the hospital. Early in the evening Miss Hubbard was operated on for appendicitis. HOME ECONOMICS CLUB. A splendid rival club is now fully organized and has been passed as a school club. Though it is new in existence, it is old in experience. The very capable officers are: Margaret Soderberg, president; Margaret Rhead, vice president; Miriam Malan, secretary. The worthy advisors are; Miss Smurthwaite, Miss Corless and Miss Peter¬son. The club is now planning a unique get-acquaintcd party, which we are sure will be enjoyable and successful.— —Lenore Malan. Reporter. FRENCH CLUB REPORT. La Joie Francais held its first meetting after the enjoyable holi¬days on January 5. The first meet¬ing of the new year was a great success in many ways, as, of course, the following ones will be. The attendance showed a marked increase, and the enthusiasm made manifest on all subiects discussed was wonderful. Vice President Margaret Stewart, acted in place of the president. The necessary committees were appointed by the vice president on a motion of the members. A special committee was appointed to bring together plans for club distinction. These plans are to be presented to the mem¬bers at the next meeting and are to be voted on. Watch for the mark of French club distinc¬tion that will be soon present among the members! Lucile McFarlane, Reporter. OGDEN WON AGAIN. Grant Chandler and Vernal Johnson maintained the negative side in a debate on the quesetion, "Resolved, That compulsory mili¬tary drill should be abolished from high schools," successfully Mon¬day at West Side High school in Salt Lake, and were given the de¬cision by the judge. The fact that Ogden won the affirmative debate here Friday and the negative Mon¬day, speaks volumes of praise for the debating skill of our boys. EDUCATION NEEDED. We need to be educated con¬cerning mental ailment. We can suffer any sort of physical ail¬ment, fall a prey to any sort of disease without stigma; but some¬how or other we have been trained to look with dread and even shame upon any sort of mental ailment—though physicians and scientists tell us that the mind is quite as subject to derangement and disease as any physical organ. If it isn't any disgrace to have measles, pneumonia, small¬pox or what not, neither is it any disgrace to suffer mental de-rangement. Let us put them on a par and cease to regard the one as normal and necessary, and the other abnormal and pitiable. While we are talking about it, let us educate ourselves to take every possible precaution against every disease—both physical and mental, and be as we might well be. a strong, vigorous, healthy race. FALSE ECONOMY. Civilization costs. We cannot get away from that fact. Let us re¬member also a reduction of pub¬lic expenditures is not economy, if it impairs functions necessary for public good and progress. ATTENTION TO PARENTS. In a recent address Dr. Edwin E. Broome of Philadelphia said to a body of teachers: "If we expect to retain the public confidence which we have and to increase public interest and understanding, we shall have to realize that the time is upon us when we must give as much atten¬tion to the parents as we do to the children." THE SPICE OF LIFE. Variety, they tell us, is the spice of life. Nowhere is this truer than in the teaching profession. It is so easy for the teacher to fall into the deadening, humdrum habit of doing her daily work in the same old way. The wide-awake teacher is ever alert to improve her work and will daily find new methods and ways of doing it. a teachcr who does not attempt soniething new, some better way of doing things. can never reach the heights of her profession." TEACHING. Teaching is not only a profession which demands intelligence, it is a calling which touches the spirit and destiny of the race. AT END OF THE TRAIL. An Indian passes on, leaving the old, old story of strife and song. Within the reservation gates, a figure as sinister as a bloody arrow, but filling the eye and the heart with his tragedy. It is the saddest story of all. To me, the Indian is the true American. There was, nor Is?, nothing more beautiful than bis simple, peaceful life. This pictur¬esque, inscrutable figure, travers¬ing the forest with a silent tread. made the truest friend and the deadliest enemy. In the gray of the dawn he would rise and face the sun—-his God. This was his great spirit and his life. To the keeper of the winds and the rains, to the master of light, to the maker of fire, to the giver of life, the Indian sent up his prayer: Of all the good thinsg of the earth let me always have plenty. Of all the beautiful things of the earth let me always have plenty. Peacefully let my horses go and peacefully let my dogs go. God of the Heavens, give me many dogs and horses. God of the Heavens, help me to talk straight. Goddess of the Earth, my Mother, let me walk straight. Now all is well, now all is well, now all is well. He drank from the clear, cold Spring, bubbling from under mossy rocks. He went into the cedars, and tracks in the trails told him of the visitors of the night. His mustangs whistled to him from the ridge-tops, standing clear with heads up "and manes flying, and then trooped down through the sage. In the hogan by the warm, red fire his women baked his bread: and cooked his meat. He satisfied his hunger; then he took choice; meat to the hogan of a sick relative, and joined in the song and dance and prayer that drove away the evil spirit of illness. Down in the valley, in a sandy, sunny place, were his corn fields, and here he turned in tho water from the ditch, and worked awhile and went his contented way. He loved his people, his women, and his children. To his son he said, "Be bold and brave. Grow like the pine. Work and ride and play that you may be strong. Talk straight. Love your brother. Give half to your friend. Honor your mother that you may honor your wife. Pray and listen to your gods." Then with his bow and arrow, and his mustang, he climbed the slope of -the mountain. He loved the solitude, but he was never alone. There were voices on the wind and steps on his trail. Tho lofty pine, the rocks, the flowers and the birds, all whispered their secrets. In the golden afternoon, with the warm sun on his back and the blue canyons at his feet, he knew the joy of doing nothing. He did not need rest, for he was never tired. At sunset he faced the west, and his prayer was: Great Spirit, God of my fathers, Keep my horses in the night. Keep my dogs in the night. Keep my family in the night. Let me wake to the day. Let me be worthy of the light. Now all is well, now all is well. Night fell. The white stars blinked. The wind sighed in the cedars. The Indian lay down in his blankets with his dark face tranquil in the starlight. What could be more beautiful than that? And now, these lazy, dirty Indians of the reservations are only remnants of that once magnificent race. The white man robbed the In¬dian of lands and homes, drove him into the deserts, made him a gaunt and sleepless spiller of blood. . . . The blood is all spilled now, for the Indian is broken. . . . And yet the white man is not content, he sells him rum and seduces his daughters. . . . He will not leave the In¬dian in peace with his own God! The white man taught the red many many good things as well as bad, but when he undermined his religion and his God, alas—the Indian is dying. My heart aches for you, adieu, "Vanishing Amer¬ican," adieu. May you find the "Happy Hunting Ground" of your campfire dreams. —Ruth Goss. THIRTY - FOURTH PAGE THE LOST DIARY. Oh-a-a-a- Diary, but I am on the brink of 4 e's and a coup-e of f's. All my dear instructors iiave decided to try the kill or cure method. (I am going straight to the grave) and I know that they would rather kill us than cure us, so what's the use anyway? All life is, is a lot of bumps and knocks, examinations and daily preparation. I think that I will end it all and drink some nitric acid (maybe some good bootleg hooch would' do the work in a bigger hurry, though.) Mrs. Chambers insists on 10 essays to be in yesterday and mine won't be in until yesterday after tomor¬row. When a person feels like I do they are liable to do 'most any¬thing—I think that I will warm Mr. Merrill so that he can stop me before O. H. S. loses a valu¬able asset. I'll be darned if I am going to come to school and learn to be a thief. When I go into a short¬hand class Miss Stevenson or Miss Evans always says. "Please take somQ dictation." I never took nothirt' from nobody and I am not going to start now. When a teachers begins to train you to take things that is going a little bit too far. Of course, if I get a grade I will take everything in sight, so better tell the kids to look out, Diary. P. S. I have only three more resolutions left to break and they are going fast. —Girls' Association. Ogden High School Notes The best portion of a good man's life—His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love. SCHOOL'S RESPONSIBILITY. The public schools are for all the children of all the people and must pontine themselves to doing the work, and doing it well, that society as a whole needs doing. In a world Avhere people seem so hopelessly divided by religious, social, economic and political be¬liefs, this seems, at times no little task; but thus far, the American plan of keeping the school abso¬lutely free from bias, prejudice, narrowness .seems to have been fairly successful—more successful than the plan of any other nation. May it continue to be so. LOYAL SUPPORT. The principal and teachers of Ogden High school express to the patrons their sincere appreciation for the fine loyal support tendered. With teachers, parents, students co-operating we should have a high school second to none. GAME FRIDAY. On Friday evening at 7:30 o'clock, Ogden has her first oppor¬tunity to play basketball in Weber High school's fine new gymnaciuni. We play Weber High team and we welcome the opportunity of entering into friendly athletic re¬lations with this new school. The school has a fine building, a big student body of first-class boys and girls, so that we are sure that this new home rival will be of great value to us. We appre¬ciate it. SECOND SEMESTER. The second semester will open on Monday, January 24. The teachers are already considering plans for the new work. Most of the classes go on through the year. New classes will be opened in English, grammar, physiology, cooking, sociology, economics, law. It is hoped that the transition from first to second semester will be without serious interruption. TEACHER IMPROVING. Miss Marguerite Hubbard, Eng¬lish instructor, who underwent an operation for appendicitis at the Dee hospital on Monday evening, is reported as doing nicely. Enoch Nelson is substituting in Miss Hub-bard's classes during her absence. FORUM WORK. That the Ogden High school Forum club is doing especially good work is evidenced by the fact that its boys won both debates with West Side High school. The boys meet regularly every week, study up all sorts of subjects, bo- come versatile in all current prob¬lems. They arc able to think while upon their feet and express their thoughts fluently, coherent¬ly, logically. The club is doing splendid work and deserves high commendation. PROHIBITED AND REQUIRED. In Arizona. Illinois, Louisiana, Nevada, Minnesota and Washing¬ton. Bible reading in the public schools is prohibited. Strangely enough, in the same number of states—Alabama, Georgia, Massa¬chusetts, New Jersey, Pennsylvania and Tennessee, Bible reading is required. ATTITUDE IMPORTANT. A college president recently said: "The influence of the high school teacher is very great. This being true, it is important that the attitude of the teacher toward life be wholesome and fine. Atti¬tude is the expression of the spirit and soul. It is the flower of civil¬ization which is rooted in the tra¬ditions and heritages of the home and strengthened by the experi¬ences of fellowship. It blossoms in an atmosphere of devotion to an ideai of practical service." THE WORLD IS FULL. Said Browning: "The world is so full of a number of things thai I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings." Truly Ave would be happy if we would but keep men¬tally awake and alert to the things about us. A STORY WITH A MORAL. In a midwestern state a young man 21 years of age was ar¬raigned recently for forgery. He pleaded guilty and was sentenced to the state reformatory for an indefinite term, one to 20 years. The young man's father, a prac¬ticing physician, appeared before the committing magistrate and made the following statement: "If you do not make a pal of your boy when you have the chance, your chance will get away from you. That is what is the matter with my boy. I left him to fight the world and paid no attention to him. I let him slip away from me 'til he got so far away he did not care for my com¬pany. He was too proud to ask me for money, and he was up against it. I thought he was doing all right. Judge, it was all my fault."