20 THE ACORN Music Music is the language that appeals to the soul. It inspires within one a spark of the divine. What great power it has to change one's moods. If a person listens to "catchy" dance music, he feels happy and light hearted and his cares flee away. Again when he hears sacred music, he thinks seriously and his soul approaches nearer his God. Music then has the power to produce happiness and smiles, peace and comfort, sorrow and tears. How often it will touch the heart of a criminal when other things fail to effect him. Some appreciate music less than others because that part of their nature has been allowed to lie smoldering. We can not all be musicians because we are not all born talented, but we can develop a power of appreciation. One who has musical ability and can make others feel what he himself feels, is an artist. Much credit and admiration is due those who help us develop our aesthetic nature. We have such men forming the faculty of the Conservatory of Music, which was established last year. They are devoting their life to music and helping us reach higher ideals. All who have heard Prof. McClellan & Ballantyne have been delighted, and their ideals of music have been raised. Prof. Ballantyne's reputation as a teacher of vocal culture is well established and the results of his efforts are widely known. The success with which the conservatory has met show that the ability of these men is recognized and that music is becoming a part of more people. Our choir has been organized under the direction of Prof. Ballantyne. It is the largest we have had and we hope it will be the best. Prof. Nichols has organiznd the Academy Band and three times a week we realize that there is something doing. We wait their appearance before the public, although we shall miss some of the familiar faces beneath the becoming caps of blue. This year the sight singing class is much larger than last year. Excellent work is being done, and Prof. Ballantyne has prospects of organizing an advanced class in the near future. At a Hallow'een party Wednesday evening, October 31st, the class of '07 was delighted over the discovery that they have several singers in their midst who have an exceedingly promising future. EXCHANGE I asked my Pa a simple thing, "Where holes in doughnuts go?" Pa read his paper, then he said: "Oh, you're too young to know." I asked my ma about the wind "Why can't you see it blow?" Ma thought a moment, then she said: "Oh you're too young to know." Now, why on earth do you suppose They went and licked me so? Ma asked, "Where is that Jam?" I said: "O you're too young to know." A fishy old fisher named Fisher, Fished fish from the edge of a fissure. A Cod with a grin, Pulled the fisherman in And now they're fishing the fissure for Fisher. A farm boy from the little town of Conway went to the city to seek his fortune. For six months not a word was heard from him. Then one winter afternoon his father got this note: Dear Pa Meet me under the old bridge tomorrow after dark, Bring with you a blanket or a suit of clothes. I have a hat. Here's where I loose ground said the tramp as he slipped into a bath tub. There are meters of accent, And meters of tone; But the best of all meters, Is to meet her alone. Bessie: Every one knows by this time that he kissed Floss in the conservatory. Jessie: Yes, a thing like that passes from mouth to mouth quickly.