THE WEBER STAKE ACADEMY Is well equipped to give the following courses: A Four Years' Scientific Course, A Four Years' Classical Course, A Four Years' Normal Course, A Three Years' Business Course, A One Year's Preparatory Course. Besides these there are also a Special Missionary Class and a Special S. S. Class. Entrance fee, $10; Commercial Course, $10 extra. Special Instructors in Science, Mathematics, History, Psychology, German and Latin, English and Music. For further particulars send for Catalogue. DAVID O. McCAY, Principal. THE ACORN. VOL. 2, NOVEMBER, 1904. No. 1. KEEP ON TRYIN'. What's the use of sighin', And mopin' round all day, Thinkin' of the things You migh've done some other way? There ain't no use in tryin' To rake up things that've passed; For while you're huntin' for 'em, The present things won't last. And now that it's Thanksgivin', And all should thankful be. Just thank the gracious Father, Who your faults in mercy sees. And stop your frettin' and stewin And try to make your marks, And make 'em bright and shinin' Out of time's eternal sparks. Then if you're really workin', And tryin' your best to win, Your plans you'll not be shirkin'; You'll be just full of vim. And when your work is ended, And your labor here is done, Though it ain't all you intended To do, when yau first begun, Your name will rise to Heaven, With the praises you've achieved, And your fame will be eternal, With those who your gifts received. S. M. W. GREAT GRANDFATHER'S THANKSGIVING STORY They were all gathered around the fire, young as well as old, and a jolly group they were, too. The young folks had grown tired of games and merry-making, so they joined their elders to hear the stories which they knew would be told. All looked towards great-grandfather. He was past ninety-five but still lively for such an old man, and he generally joined in the fun with a good will. A chorus came for "great-grandfather" to tell a story: one that had happened to him. Great-grandfather's eyes twinkled with merriment. "What one will you have?" he asked. "About the Indians! the Indians!" shouted the chorus of voices, "Of course we want that one." Great-grandfather knew which they wanted, because every time he told them a story they asked for that one first, and his face beamed with pleasure as he began. "Well, children," he said, "you know I have often told you that father, that is, your great, great, grandfather, fought in the Revolutionary war for eight long, dreary years. I was a tiny tot, about like Raymond here, when the war began. We didn't have very much in those times, either, and I can remember how hard mother worked to keep us a going until father came back. I was about ten years old when the incidents of this story happened. Mother and my sister Dorry had worked all spring and had a good crop growing; but an early frost came, and by Thanksgiving time we had scarcely enough to eat.