14 THE ACORN Exchange Jokes Freshman: "I thought you took algebra last year." Sophomore: "I did but the Faculty encored me." You may think This is poetry, but It is'n't. The printer just Set it up this way to Fool you. Ex. "Dad, how do you spell indigestion?" inquired a small boy. "Pie," replied papa. Ex. Mike had ascended into heaven, while Pete was only on his way. "How much is a dollar worth up there, Mike?" asked Pete. "Ten thousand dollars," answered Mike. "How long is a minute worth up there?" asked Pete. . "Ten thousand hours," answered Mike. "Let me take a dollar, will you Pete?" Wait a minute," answered Mike. Ex. Edwin, aged four, owned a picture book in which a fierce-looking" cow was running after a small boy. He looked a while at it, then carefully closing the book, he laid it away. A few, days later he got the book again, and turned to the picture. Bringing his chubby fist down on the cow, he exclaimed in a tone of triumph: "She aint' caught him yet!'' Ex. Teacher: "Give principal parts of annui." Pupil (aside to neighbor): "What was that word he said?" Neighbor: "Darned if I know." Pupil: "Daraifino, darnifmare. darnifinavi, darnifinatus." Teache- "What verb are you giving?" THE ACORN 15 Music Most every people on the face of the earth is represented by some form of music. It may be a highly developed form or a very crude one. Races of people that are well educated in science, art, and literature are most always well educated along the lines of music; while the lower classes of barbarians and Hindoos have a form of music which sounds very crude to us, and we do not stop to consider whether it has any real meaning or not. Hindo music deserves to be studied closely, for one can still discover in a majority of the musical compositions, which are still sung in India, fragments which have preserved a real purity of style. It is said that at an early time in India, music was the subject of a very thorough science, and even to-day one may distinguish among the mass of compositions of no value sung by their voices, yet accurate fragments of a classical character, without any emotionalism but curiosly artistic. In these fragments the notes follow each other swift and light. These specimens though unfortunally very rare, lead us to believe that at a certain period music in India must have been the subject of scientific study. At the present time, however, one rarely hears these fragments of real art, and the popular music is expressed in monotonous rhapsodies, sung by harsh voices, usually without any musical quality. Nevertheless, the Hindoo loves his music; the rhythm of its phrases nurses his imagination and carries him far away. The W. A. band is working hard to gain a reputation, but some of its members seem to be uninterested. It is hoped that by next year, the organization will not be held back by a few who do not seem to take part in the work. Such members as Jeddie McKay, Erwin Ford, Barret and James Scowcroft, with others, would favor the organization very much if they would attend more often. Lammars, Farr, Tribe and Pyott, the slide trombonists, are among the hard workers. Professor Nichols has given the boys some very good lectures, and is anxious to have the best band in the state which he probably will. He deserves a great deal of credit for what he has done for the music department of the school. The students have begun to notice the progress the band is making, and it is hoped that they will stay by it and help boost it along.