MENACE TO HEALTH. In regard to those few brilliant souls, the strain of being brilliant is slowly, but surely, undermining their nerves. First, there is the ef¬fort required to be brilliant for it really is necessary for them to study. The "burning of the mid¬night oil" naturally causes them to be more or less irritable. Second, there is an ever increasing number of classmates who pounce upon the helpless "shining lights" at all times, begging to be told this and that. If there is a particularly hard lesson, the bright ones find them¬selves besieged by a clamoring mob. If they refuse, these "friends" ac¬cuse them of being big-headed, and "unfair to organized chiselers." Therefore, it would seem that grades are a menace to health. There are many who argue that the system of grading should be abolished, and that a student should merely be "satisfactory" or "un-satisfactory." But, if that system were adopted, the student would have no reason to be ambitious, as anyone can be "satisfactory"; and his education would suffer. Besides, the nerve specialists might be put out of business. However, the teachers would be saved from the task of correcting all the—oh, well, why argue; re-port cards won't endanger our hap¬py homes for another six weeks.— Wayne Bundy. WHAT ARE YOU WORTH? A1—Promptness. A. Generally tardy, 0 per cent. Often tardy, 25 per cent. C. Usu¬ally on time, 50 per cent. D. More punctual than average, 75 per cent. E. Always punctual, 100 per cent. 2A—Interest in Work. A. Slight or perfunctory, 0 per cent. B. Intermittent, 25 per cent. Usually satisfactory, 50 per cent. Above the average, 75 per cent. Exceptional as to quality and amount, 100 per cent.—The Pro¬fessor. AN ILLITERATE'S DIARY. October 25. Today i was talkin' out to "tubs" durin' the engliss test on account of my voice bein horse from yelin' at the game, and i wanted him to here me, when the teecher sed there was too much noize in the class, meanin' me; so i stoped talkin' an' started to rite. One question was, "What is ment by the 'Middle Ages?"' and i rote, "The Middle Ages are ones where a woman stops countin' when she reeches 'em." I ges it was rong 'cause the teecher put a red chek by it. I'm beginnin' to beleave that teechers just don' appreciate pupils any more, if they ever did. I hand¬ed in a theme for english called, "the bloody murder of 'White Spot Kelly,' the gentlemen bandit, and how the Canadian police get there man," and the engliss teecher put somtin' on it about not being lim¬ited. I don' understand it. Oh, well, there are only one hun¬dred and fourty too more days of skool. CLUB REPORT. The members of Lau Eta Nu en¬thusiastically welcome the following girls as their pledgers: Dorothy Shurtleff, Katherine Ames, Armeda Stone, Deloria White, Ruth White, Margaret Schott, Elvira Schoer, Verna Mae Wiggins and Karline Jackson. We know that these lovely stu¬dents will make the very finest of pledgers. Congratulations, girls! PHI LAMBDA TAU. Phi Lambda Tau has been going along very well this year under the capable direction of its officers. These officers are: President, Vir¬ginia McNamara; vice president, Betty Lake; secretary, Elizabeth Parkinson; scrap-book editor, Anna Belle Hubble, and reporter, Bar¬bara Foulger. Perhaps you noticed white chrys¬anthemum corsages decorating sev¬eral lucky girls Monday. We are delighted to introduce to you our five pledgers. They are: Kathryn McGovan, Jane Nixson, Helen Mansfield, Marcia Nicholas and Gene Wangsgard. Congratulations, girls!—Reporter, Barbara Foulger. INTERESTING CLASS. Mr. Hancock's seventh period so¬ciology class have had some very interesting classes the past two or three weeks. Last Monday we were pleasantly surprised with a visit from Harry Herscovitz, who gave us a very splendid talk on the habits and ef¬fects of opium. Last Tuesday the election of new officers took place. The new of¬ficers are president, Mildred Briggs; vice president, Virginia Combe; sec¬retary, Elmer Munford, and report¬er, Lois Ensign. Last Friday we had several speeches on the deaf and blind people, and their different ways of doing things. All in all these periods not only hold the attention, but are educa¬tional as well.—Le Ida Roberts. MONDAY EVENING, NOVEMBER 19, 1934. SCHOOL NEEDS HUMOR OF NEW BRAND, OPINION Contriutor Threatens To Write Paralyzing Article OGDEN HIGH SCHOOL NEWS Emily Merrill, Editor; Blaine Larsen, Associate Editor. With no apologies to the present would-be humor writers, I think their articles are unfit to represent Ogden High school. It is a crime that a few students who think they are funny make the whole school look like a kindergarten. Their ar¬ticles concern only four or five students of the 1,100 in the school. Why doesn't some student write something original that will con¬tain a laugh for a change? I'm not one to criticize, but the most these rank amateurs could do would be to print the names of their victims instead of hinting at the person's identity. "Has something come between X. Y. Z. and P. D. Q.? Is it that P. D. Q. is losing her grip?" Now wasn't that a scream? I can just see you holding your sides with laughter! As a student of this school, I should like to apologize to the readers for these articles that so degrade the school notes. Some day I am going to sit down and write some humor that will make our present so-called clown put the other foot in the grave.— Shakespeare. NEW ORGANIZATION. We are pleased to announce the opening of "The Art Studio." A special course in Life Drawing is offered to advanced art students of Ogden High school in order that they may continue the study of art to a further degree. The Study of Life promotes the sense of beauty to a further de¬gree than any other branch of art. The ancient Greeks carved the world's most beautiful statues of their ideals—feminine perfection. Standards used by the ancients to produce their masterpieces are now used in engaging beautiful girls for the stage, movies and con¬tests, and, of course, artists' models. The beauty of graceful curves was adapted from women to a most suc¬cessful use in architecture. The Greeks, Romans, Egyptians and many others carved their columns, built their arches, arranged their rooms with but one thought in mind —to copy as nearly as possible the feminine charms they knew. There has been and always will be evidence that woman's beauty is supreme and will remain unsur¬passed throughout the ages. The art studio will open its course during November. Classes will con¬tinue every Tuesday and Friday from eight to nine-thirty p. m. for six weeks. The tuition of $8 plus cost of materials, covers the entire period of study. AN ILLITERATE'S DIARY. November 16.—This morning i was eatin breakfast wen dad came down and i thoht it beter let him no i was going to Bute to see the game, which i done. Him savin i shud let peeple no wen i was goin to take a trip so's they cood give me a fair- well party! By this ixpresseion it looked like he didn't think so much of the idee, and i began to tell him how necessary it was that i support the team. I got him so excited he sed i shud go by all means and he mite as well go to. I didn't object cause now i won't have to pay my own way. Speakin of spendin money, i'm glad i'm not in love with "tubs." Today he met his girl in the store, and he sed, "Say, can i by you some candy?" And she sed "it's in- material to me." And she began pickin things out that she wanted until now "tubs" hasn't any of his allowance left. I. R. C. REPORT. The I. R. C., a club composed of the members of the advanced dra¬matic art class, recently elected new officers for the ensuing six weeks, They are: Marian Smith, director; Norma London, clerk; Fred Nick- son, parliamentarian; and Arlene Haygood, reporter. This group is producing very interesting work ir contemporary poetry. Visitors will be cordially welcomed by this class.— Reporter. NEVER BE LATE. "Say! The bell has rung! You had better hurry. You know what it is to be late in class." These words came sharply to my ears as I was slowly closing my locker. They even caused me to pause for a moment with these thoughts rushing into my mind. This is the way of school. Rush¬ing to lockers, into rooms, answer¬ing questions, studying, and then, it started all over again. Yet, how pleasant it all is. To step into a hall of the school house and smile at a friend and to have the oppor¬tunity of working with that certain friend is a pleasure indeed. School is the path of life! It is built with a little hard toil for a firm foundation and a taste of sweetness for the finishing touches. School—my thoughts were inter¬rupted by the sound of the second bell. With a bang, I shut my locker door and hurried up the steps. "Say, you're late," someone call¬ed! Yes, there it came again I quickened my pace to apply the motto, "Never be late."—Frona Glines. Man to a little boy on a street car: "Are you the son of Mr. Smith, the man that lisps?" Boy: "No, thir!" Mr. Wangsgaard: "How do you measure E. M. F.?" Emily M.: "In volts." Mr. Wangsgard: "How do you measure currents?" Emily: "in a quart cup."—Select¬ed.