8 ACORN There was a whirl of skirts, followed by a slam of the door, and Bud was left standing alone, dismayed. He was puzzled. What could be the matter with Edith? What had he done to offend her? It was useless to talk to her when her temper was aroused, so he left the flowers with Mrs. Austin and departed. Edith had gone to her room. She stood before her mirror and jerked the hairpins from her auburn hair. It fell in waves over her shoulders. "Reddy!" she exclaimed with a shake of her head. "How dared he call me that?" Just then her mother entered with the flowers left by Bud. Edith took them and was about to trample them under her feet, when suddenly she resolved to send them back. She took a small card from her desk and wrote the one word, "Reddy," upon it. This she attached to the box and instructed her little brother to take it to Bud's room immediately. Bud was at home trying to settle his mind upon some other young lady to accompany him to the party, but his thoughts kept wandering back to Edith. Impatiently he arose to answer the door bell. As he received the package and cooly thanked the boy, his eyes caught sight of the word upon the card. He stared blankly into space. Suddenly his face brightened, for he saw through it all and understood Edith's action. Once more he hurried toward the Austin home. Mrs. Austin invited him into the parlor to wait for Edith. He heard the sound of her footsteps on the stairs. His heart beat hard, but he would see her, anyway. He stepped aside as she entered the room and quietly closed the door behind her. "You!" she cried, "I will not stay to listen to you." "I am guarding the fort, Edith," said Bud calmly. Edith turned her back. "If you have anything you wish to say use as few word as possible." Bud watched her for a few seconds and said, 'Edith, listen to these two sentences: 'Hello, Reddy;' 'Hello, ready?'" Edith felt her face grow hot. She realized the mistake she had made and slowly turned to meet Bud's eyes. The cloud had passed away. L. G., '13. New Members We welcome you with an extended hand of good-fellowship. We, the older students at Weber, wish to become better acquainted with all newcomers, especially the class of '16. Let us help you with your difficulties and let us associate freely together, so that our experience may be your gain. The future responsibility of the school rests largely upon you. Begin now to prepare yourselves that you may be able to take the responsibilities left to you when your time comes. Thanksgiving Day When Thanksgiving Day comes each year, few of us stop to think of its real meaning and how it originated. Our thoughts seldom include anything except the good dinner we are going to get. We neither partake of the true Thanksgiving spirit nor try to help others to be thankful. Thanksgiving Day did not originate in America, but has existed in some form ever since the days of Moses. The Children of Israel observed the Feast of the Passover as their thanksgiving day. On this day they had a great feast and thanked Gor for His mercies unto them in the past and implored His blessings for the future. Christ taught us that we should be thankful every day and show it by kneeling at our bedside at night and rendering a prayer unto God, from whom all blessings come. Our Pilgrim Fathers realized the goodness of the Lord when they reaped their first bounteous harvest. To show their appreciation for these blessings, in December, 1621, they invited a number of Indians to be their guests at a great feast, which lasted three days. Every man, woman and child felt truly thankful to their Heavenly Father. Thanksgiving Day is observed throughout our nation, although it is not yet, in every state, a legal holiday. In the President's proclamation he recommends that it be set apart as a day of prayer and rejoic-