WEDNESDAY EVENING, JANUARY 2, 1934. Hop Holds Interest Of Cadet Unit Social Gathering Reveals What R.O.T.C. Training Confers OGDEN HIGH SCHOOL NOTES Mary Paquette—Editor Jack Bennett—Associate Editor The major came in our classroom the other morning and gave orders to write something about the Cadet hop, which will be held at the Ber- thana ballroom, February 21. As you all know the Cadet hop is one of the biggest events in the school year. It is a time when the boys repay the girls for their very successful undertaking—the Acco¬lade. This will not only be one of the biggest dances in the year, but also a demonstration of what the boys in R.O.T.C. do every morning. This alone is worth the price of admis¬sion. The best part of all is that you can borrow or withdraw from your uniform deposit the price of a ticket. This is deducted from the deposit at the end of the year. Therefore, there is no excuse for i not attending. Bring your parents, if you have i no girl friend. The parents get in free—Corp. G. T. SCHOOL IS MAGNET In the midst of Ogden stands a j building from whose interior issue I hundreds of boys and girls daily. The institution of learning, Ogden High school, is that place, situated among homes of red and yellow brick, sharply pointed and slanting roofs and high and low structures, freshly painted. Students living in these dwellings are drawn to school to use the educational facilities and friendship offered there as children are charmed by a Pied Piper's music. In the morning when crispness lingers everywhere, a business of preparation to be ready to begin the day's work prevails. Boys and girls, gayly talking, laughing, whistling or humming among themselves while they are walking, direct their foot¬steps toward the center of attrac¬tion and interest — Ogden High school. From all parts of the city they come—east, west, north, south and congregate. Because the in¬fluence of enjoyment, companion¬ship, and learning so attracts the youth, Ogden High school can be rightly called a magnet. —Emily Merrill. WAITING (The Other Side of the Question) Have you ever had the pleasure of playing the game, "Waiting?" I say game because it really is a game— a sort of guessing game, I suppose one would call it. In case you do not know what I mean, I will try to explain the process which one goes through. You are expecting some one at a certain time. You begin your prep¬arations hours before hand in order that you might not keep him wait¬ing. He does not arrive at the ap¬pointed time. You wonder why, and think perhaps something terrible has happened. You will, however, allow him five or ten minutes more, and in the mean time listen to the radio, goon you look at the clock. Horrors! Twenty minutes have passed, and still he has not arrived. Well, you will be generous and allow ten more, that will make half an hour. A half hour has ticked away and he has not yet arrived. You feel sure you have been sluffed and you re¬hearse in your mind things you have said or done that could have caused him to act thus. You can think of nothing. You feel downhearted and begin to think of the time and the powder you have wasted. You will just have to wash the powder all off and go to bed. No, you don't want to go to bed; you don't want to read, you don't want to listen to music; you don't want to do any¬thing, and yet you want to do some¬thing. You sink down on the divan and are almost ready to burst into tears when you hear a motor. You listen with heart in your mouth. ,No, it is not he, it has gone right on past the house. An hour has gone by. No, he is not coming, he would not have the presumption to come now. If he did you'd certainly tell him a thing or two. You decide to rub your complexion off and go to bed. You don't care if he doesn't come; you didn't want to go with the old snob anyway. You will ab¬solutely ignore him next time you see him, no matter what his excuses are. He could at least come down and tell you so you could have made other plans if you wish. Someone knocks at the door, again your heart leaps to your throat. Half expecting to see him or a tele-gram boy, you fearfully open the door. It is he. The things you have just been thinking have flown for-ever.—Gwendolyn. TAU ETA NEWS Say, have you noticed how well Lucille Heiner and Dorothy Hendrickson enjoy being called pledge? If you haven't you have certainly missed something. Tau Eta Nou is very proud to announce these two charming girls as the new pledges. —R. S. Reporter. According to the laws of seniority, it appears that George Lowe had better leave Margaret Gaddy to Eu¬gene Pack, but let's let Margaret de¬cide. Should we? I wonder why Miss Ballinger de¬lights so in poking fun at some of we defenseless students. It turns out especially embarrassing at times. I've been trying, awfully hard to think of the most impossible sight, twenty years from now, and I have decided that it would be Dorothy Bowman as an old maid. Don't you think so? Don't you think it will be awfully heart breaking for the poor Junior girls to see their big moments grad-uate in the spring There will prob¬ably be an increase in the postage stamp trade if many of them leave Ogden to go to school next year.— Annabel Lee. WE WIN Ogden High school basketball team is going strong. Last week we won over Logan by the slight mar¬gin of 21 to 25. On Tuesday night we walloped Preston to the tune of 34 to 15. Friday (tomorrow night) we play South Cache at Ogden High gym at seven-thirty. We hope to keep on winning and walk over this Cache valley team. We can not be sure, however, so let's be on the job rooting and helping our team. A regional championship would please us, a state championship would make us supremely happy for the rest of the year. Yes, for all time to come. Why not? THURSDAY EVENING, JANUARY 18, 1934. Two Clubs Will Start Title Race Congress and Forum To Conduct Junior High Tournament OGDEN HIGH SCHOOL NOTES Mary Paquette—Editor Jack Bennett—Associate Editor Can you imagine Congress and Forum members ceasing their ar¬guing long enough to really work together on something? Such a mir¬acle has actually happened! Con¬gress and Forum have combined their efforts and are sponsoring a debating tournament in the junior high schools. Contrary to future rules, this tournament will be non-decision, and the places on the teams are open to both boys and girls. It is hoped that with no prize offered, the tournament will not be carried on with as much bitter competition as it was three years ago, and thus be entirely successful—M. P. BASKETBALL INTERVIEW Maurice Kennedy, Ogden center, is the next of the Ogden Tigers in line to express himself on five spe-cial questions concerning basket¬ball. Does the cheering of the stu¬dent body have any effect on your playing? A. Yes, indeed! To hear your fel¬low students cheering your success and your efforts gives you a good feeling. It makes you feel that you want to go out and fight the opposi¬tion with all your might. Q. Does a basketball team, in your opinion, function better as a collec¬tive five or as a group of individual stars? A. In all cases the collective five has the advantage over the individ¬ual stars. Where a man is playing ball for individual credit he passes up opportunities to allow the whole of the team to make good. No team can function successfully and yet be a group of individual stars. Q. Does a pep assembly inspire you in any way to fight in the on¬coming game? A. To me a pep assembly is a re¬minder of the coming conflict. I go to the assembly. I hear the cheering of the students, and at once I get the spirit of the event. Without the pep assembly I would go throughout the day without a thought of the game. Q. Do you hold true to any set training schedule? A. About the only real schedule I hold to is, first of all, plenty of sleep enough to eat and not too many sweets. Of course, the daily prac¬tice is of first importance. Q. Is winning always a matter of getting the "breaks," or is it the result of constant training? A. Both factors have a great deal to do with winning. It is true that training is most important, but the "breaks" are always helpful. A team, however, should not rely on getting the "breaks" Clyde Greenwell, cap¬tain, will be next. — Blaine Larsen. AN ESSAY An essay seems to me to have More nerve than any other prose; It's not polite at all, I know— At least I never would suppose That anything which was polite Would say so much in pen and ink, Without once caring who might hear Or even minding what they think. —Elizabeth Parkinson IMAGINARY PLEASURES Aha! What pleasures would be de¬rived if the school could have cashew nuts for every study period; musical bells; a class allowed for sleeping, so that every one wouldn't be yawn¬ing and half dazed during school hours, a system of traffic signals; two rooms for the purpose of talk¬ing to one's neighbors; baskets filled with pencils for forgetful, thoughtfless souls; a lend -and bor¬row organization; and handsome Romeos and Juliets sitting on front seats to amuse us during boring in¬terludes—Emily Merrill. CUSTOM It's merely a custom, but here it is. The members of Alpha Sigma, about two weeks ago, started to look around for some worthy pledges. After a pro-and-con debate they selected the following handsome pledges: Dee Earls, Keith Stratford, LaVar Jacobson, Bob Hall, Ed Madson, and Darrell Robins. If you see them acting queer don't blame them because as I said before, it's merely a custom.—Sec. Stan Mansfield. THE CADET HOP We celebrated the combining of the juniors and seniors at Ogden high, we enjoyed ourselves at the Holly Hop, and finally the girls had their fling at the Accolade. Now we hear the clear, ringing notes of the bugle, reminding us of the coming Cadet Hop. Dances come and dances go, but memories of this dance are always with us. This event sponsored by the R. O. T. C. de¬partment, has a number of special features that place it in a class all by itself. First of all, the members of the cadet battalion and officers will attend attired in the uniform of the United States army. This alone marks the Cadet Hop as one of the biggest events of the year. Next, those who desire may draw the price of admission from their deposit made at the first of the year. This makes it so we do not have to wor¬ry about getting the "price of the pasteboard." The final mark of quality of this dance is the fact that we will see in action the "cream of the crop," the crack company. It is not every day that the school is allowed to watch this select body of cadets cut capers with guns. Thus, students, we are assured a good time. So let's go to the Cadet Hop and show these men in uniform that the student body is behind them and their activity. — Blaine Larsen.