14 ACORN all in the air now," and like that gentleman we, too, "think it will come down" or at least that it ought to. President Watson says while speaking on this subject, "I think you need not be discouraged." This is at least some consolation, because President Watson never expresses his thoughts unless there is something substantial behind them. It is a known fact that Prof. Jensen cannot be convinced of anything unless positive proof is presented to him, yet he says, "I cannot help but see that gym coming," and Prof. Jensen never makes a mistake. That gym appears to be so near that President Middleton expects to enjoy its privileges before he grows old. President Wotherspoon says: "I am glad my name is Jim and I hope your gym will grow." Our friend has dealt with the realties of life so long that he would under no condition consent to have his name coupled with anything but realities. He further said, "For Heaven's sake, get a gym, but get it wider and broader than I am." When President McKay was asked for a statement he said, "You can say that definite plans are being considered, and we will move right along now. At present we cannot tell what shape it will be nor how long before it is completed. It is a sure thing." So it appears that at last our dreams are about to be realized and that Weber Academy can boast of the first gymnasium in Ogden City, and of one of the best in the land. Congratulations, students, on your energetic boosting, and don't forget that even when we get that gym there are still other things to boost for. THE BIG DAY. As I walked to school last Tuesday morning a friend met me on the street and asked if Prof. Cowles had had an ankle sprained since they noticed that he limped somewhat. Knowing nothing whatever about the matter, I was unable to give any answer. A little farther on I met Prof. Porter and as he raised his arm to lift his hat he muttered something under his breath, then lifted his hat with the other arm. When I inquired as to the trouble he made some excuse about being in a hurry, so I walked on and to my astonishment saw Miss Cleghorn and Prof. Hansen assisting each other up Twenty-fifth street. Hansen's one eye was bandaged and he could scarcely see out of the other. Miss Cleghorn was so stiff she could hardly walk, so the "blind" man and the "lame man" proceeded as well as possible up the hill together. I hadn't paused in my exclamations of surprise when Coach Harker, with a very dejected countenance, came into view. All of a sudden the truth flashed across my mind (no one ever sees Harker that they don't think of basket ball). The events of the preceeding day came vividly before me. Bill No. 124 i. e. "That school be adjourned for one day to celebrate the victories of the basket ball team," was passed by the House of Representatives (the Student Body) and by the Senate (The Faculty). Immediately after the adjournment of the honorable bodies a game between the first team and the Faculty was to take place. The students' hearts almost failed them when they heard this news, because of the superiority of the faculty, but the team seemed quite confident, so the representatives decided to do all in their power to help win. The game commenced. Miss McKay of the Senate was only able to keep back the excited crowds along the side lines with much difficulty. Both teams worked as though for their lives, being so closely matched. Prof. Porter went after the ball and he went after the ball, but try as he did, he just went after the ball. Prof. Hansen picked Cowles up every time he fell down and Miss Cleghorn darted here and there blowing her whistle and, stepping over the fallen play-