CHANGE NOTED IN SPIRIT AT HIGH SCHOOL Considerable Pep Noticed; Support Urged For Cafeteria OGDEN HIGH SCHOOL NEWS Emily Merrill, Editor; Blaine Larsen, Associate Editor. The people of Ogden have no¬ticed a change in the spirit of our school lately. First, we staged a very successful pep rally before the Box Elder football game. A great deal of school pep was displayed at this affair. Next, the football team re¬ceived splendid support from the student-body at the game. Aided by the band and the pep club, we made it known that we were alive, active, and interested in the actions of our team. Our Bandantix program also was successful because of a united effort on the part of Ogden High school students to assist the service clubs of Ogden in the attainment of the goal they set. Pine, fellow students! Keep our school on the map by a concerted effort to attain the highest pos-sible degree of pep and school spi¬rit! A. D. M. CLUB REPORT Amigos Del Mundo conducted a guest meeting Wednesday, October 17, at four o'clock prior to the elec¬tion of pledges. President Darhle Jones presided, and, after a vocal solo by Cathryn Malin, the speaker, Mr. Leon Cowles, was introduced. Mr, Cowles, who is the French instructor at Central Junior High school, gave a most entertaining discussion of France. Mr. Robins, A. D. M. advisor, and the club officers, Darhle Jones, Cleo Doniviel, and Barbara Taylor, wel¬comed the girls present. The guests were then introduced to the mem¬bers. Another vocal selection by Cathryn Malin concluded the pro¬gram. In a short business meeting that followed the following girls were se¬lected to become pledges of A. D. M.; Lucille Hanson, Sarah Stephen- sen, Elaine Brown, Helen Warner, and Verla Cunningham, senior pledges; and Prances Parry, Thelma Redfield, Marian Charlesworth, Elizabeth Price, Elzada Carlson and Vera Hunter, junior pledges—Floris Anderson, club reporter. FINE SHOWING MADE Ogden Tigers, seemingly intent on defeating their old rival, Box Elder, last Tuesday played their fin-est game so far this season. To the fan, the Ogden team that met the Bees seemed to function as a well oiled machine. Entering the game as the squad that would be beaten by at least three touchdowns, the Tigers repulsed Box Elder very nice¬ly. The final score was 14 to 0 for the Brigham team. One of the thrills of the encount¬er came when Norton intercepted a Box Elder pass and ran for a touchdown only to have the play called back because of an infrac¬tion of rules. The whole team functioned in style. Norton, an Ogden man, many times punted our team out of dangerous positions. All together, the Tigers are to be complimented on their fine showing against the Bees. Although they did not win, our team, wn are sure, had eleven fellows from Box Elder quite on edge for four periods of torrid football. SUPPORT THE CAFETERIA There are many students who have never been inside the school cafeteria. This is no fault of the domestis science department, for a menu is placed on the bulletin board every day. Practically two-thirds of the stu¬dents do not go home to lunch. One half of these boys and girls eat at some public lunch room. Our cafeteria serves great food and ev¬ery dish is only five cents, except sandwiches, which are ten cents. The soups, salads, puddings, and pies are tasty and have high food value. Cold weather is coming, pat¬ronize your school lunch room. You'll never regret your choice. — Kathryn McKowan. JUST A MEMORY Clutching the umbrella tightly in my small hand, I jumped down the porch steps and happily made my way toward Twenty-fifth and Monroe avenue. Happy? I was the hap¬piest child alive. Wasn't I going to the magnificent school where all the big boys and girls go? My mother had told me exactly where to meet my cousin, because I was going to the show with her and her friends. My mind was in a whirl. Oh, I wished my cousin would let me see those funny ma¬chines called typewriters and let me watch her write the strange little figures called shorthand. Finally I reached the High school. I was utterly fascinated! Why, this building was much larger and nicer than my kindergarten school. How old must one be before they could go here? I stood there gazing and wondering while the rain pattered bn my umbrella, little dreaming that some day I would go to that place and type on those funny machines or take dictation by writing queer looking figures. That was my first memory of Ogden High school twelve years ago, and is the only vivid memory of my early childhood. Now as a senior, still feel as awed as a five year old when I think of the thousands of boys and girls who have laugh-d and chatted in the halls, ac-uiring cherished friendships which lave lasted through a lifetime — Evelyn Taylor. "AIN'T GOT NO" Dear Students: My name is "ain't got no." I am a very dependent fellow, and am used with thousands of words. This is the reason I am writing to ynv. I have been used down through the centuries, until I am now a worn, haggard, old man. What angers me is the fact that it is you who have made me old, and you never did invite me to belong to your Eng¬lish club. There are numerous members of your organization who have enough time to play, and are still young. For instance, that "hav¬en't anv" person very rarely is out to work. and. h- should really be the individual who is aged. You asked him to belony, not me. I appeal to you. students. I can¬not say anything to adults, because they orlv laugh and use me all the more. You are the only friends I have left. I ask you, please let me retire. I cannot stand the strain much longer. Thank you. — Very truly yours, "Ain't Got No"—Kathryn McGow¬an. BETA ZETA TAU The members of Beta Zeta Tau are very happy to welcome into their club four new members. After much discussion the following were selected: Ruth Williams ,the senior pledge: Ruth Watson, Maxine Leek, and Ruth Greenwell, the junior pledges. Besides possessing friend¬ly smiles, these girls also have a silver pledge pin by which they may be identified. We sincerely hope that these love¬ly girls will have as much enjoy¬ment from Beta Zeta Tau as the members have had in the past, and that they will do their part to bet¬ter the organization. The officers for this year are: Merle MacFarlane, president; Ellen Huss, vice president; Rose Morrison, secretary and treasurer, and Ruth Klomp, reporter. finds himself struggling out of his sousaphone after his first day in the band.—Wayne Bundy. IF I WERE TEACHER In connection with a very delicate subject, I wish to enumerate some of the most important changes which I would accomplish if I were teacher. First, my students wouldn't have to pay attention. I realize that it is difficult to pay anything these days. Besides, in paying attention, the students would sacrifice the well known, all important, private dis¬cussions that are so common, and that would be disastrous. Second, the getting of assignments would be absolutely voluntary. As¬signments would take up too much valuable time which could be other¬wise usefully spent on the street corners, in the halls, or in the chil¬dren's library. Third, gum chewing would be ap¬proved. Gum should be more ex¬tensively chewed because it pro-vides the much needed exercise for the jaws. It also diverts the weary mind from the numerous trials of a high school student's life. Fourth, my pupils would speak as they wished, naturally and easily. This is because the additional brain strain caused by correct speaking might cause a mental breakdown, which would be most unfortunate. I believe that I have now touch¬ed all the important points in the teaching of school, except that if I were a teacher, I would regard this as being merely the outcome of a philosophic tantrum and a sup¬posedly humorous touch of mental alienation. On the other hand, I would "go easy" on the author. — James Andrews. WEEKLY NOTE HOUR As has been announced, every Thursday evening Ogden High High school gives a fifteen minute broadcast over station KLO. Is is sponsored by the School Notes ed¬itors. Many sketches will be enact¬ed, and some of our talented stu¬dents will be given an opportunity to speak, play, or sing over the ra¬dio. Editors of the Notes are doing their part in creating the program and it is up to the student body to see that it goes over. No radio pro¬gram is successful unless it has a following. The Ogden High pro-gram should have a large following. The program is broadcast from eight to eight-fifteen every Thursday night. Be sure to tune in!—Kathryn McGowan. YOUR SCHOOL AND MINE A certain second period history class is so full of B.D. (beautiful dames) that who cares if Columbus discovered America in 1776. I'm going to start a campaign for the support of a school hospital. Af¬ter the football plunges in the halls between classes, the students need care and attention from someone. The music department of the school has been given so much publicity lately, it makes me wonder if Mr. Hanson isn't going to give us something bigger and better this year than ever before.—Angelica. FRIDAY EVENING, OCT CLASSES OPEN HOME BEAUTY SCENIC TOURS Geology Students Receive Knowledge of Utah Assets OGDEN HIGH SCHOOL NEWS Emily Merrill, Editor; Blaine Lar¬sen, Associate Editor. "See home beauty first," is Mr. Oberhansley's chief motto to his geology students. To prove the worthiness of this motto, the geology classes took a trip up Lost creek to Hidden Tow-ers of Chinatown. Hidden Towers is nothing short of a miniature Bryce canyon. From the geologist's view this miniature canyon will someday outshine Bryce. Bryce is hemmed in, and erosion can only cut it into a deeper gorge. Hidden Tower canyon can spread for miles on all sides, and by the workings of the wind and water, we will someday have a gorgeously col¬ored canyon nearby. The geology classes plan to take many more excursions in the future to spots of interest. Their next one will be to Timpanogos cave.—Kathryn McGowan. A SHORT STOP "And it's a hit!" Thus booms the radio. Immediately all recitations cease, and all ears are strained in order to hear the next play. Yes, it's the world's series on the air. Eyes focus on the loud speaker; voices are silent save that of the announcer, and all students move forward in their seats. "Owen up," continues the an¬nouncer, "and here is the first pitch. It's a grounder out to Frisch; Owen out at first." A sigh came from the Tiger fans. "Rogell's on third. Fox up and he hits a sharp one along the left field line for a double, scoring Rogell. Howe is up to bat. Strike one, call¬ed; ball one, wide; ball two, wide; strike two; ball three, low. Here is the dividing pitch and it's—" What can the matter be? The radio is off; sadly the class resumes work, after picking up three stu-dents from the floor who have be¬come a little too excited.—Margaret Neal. VOLLEYBALL With Captain Ruth White at the helm, the Red Peppers won the girls' volleyball championship Wed-nesday, October 11, 24-14. The op¬posing team, captained by Betty Miligan, threatened several times but lacked the punch to win. Those on the winning group were: Ruth White, Margaret Schott, Verna Mac Wiggins, Dorothy West, Josephine Stone, Leatha Hess, Adella Westbrook, Eileen Rose, Violet Hall, Elfie Grasteit, and Jewel Pounds. Congratulations, Peppers!—Doro¬thy West. A BRAINSTORM Above and around him, solid waves of sound crash. The tumult grows even greater, and it seems as if his eardrums can stand it no longer. At first, in the welter of nois, he recognizes the crash of the cymbals, the shrieking of the clarinet, and the wild trumpeting of the cornets. Then, as the waves of jarring tones become intermingled, he hears the thunder of the surf. As he hears the waves crashing on the rocks, the clamor increases until the very violence of the tu-mult around him presses heavily upon him. He feels himself sinking down, down, down. The clamorous storm settles like a blanket over him shutting off the air. What is this? This monster that winds huge arms around him, choking him, and towers over him. He struggles, but it is use¬less. This inexorable being crushes him down. His struggles grow weaker, and he resigns himself to the inevitable. Just then the wild bombardment of noise suddenly ceases, the bell brings him back to reality, and he