THE ACORN C. BARLOW OGDEN UTAH The Staff Literary Department Editor-in-Chief BENJAMIN W. HENDERSON '13 Associate Editor INA POULTER, '13 LILLIAN GRIFFIN '13 Literary Editors VERNA MALAN '13 JOSEPHINE WADE '14 School Notes MARIAN READ '14 Athletics ARIAS BELNAP '13 MINNIE NELSON '13 Exchange PEARL GROVER '13 Alumni PETER KASIUS '12 Artist CLARK BARLOW '16 Reporters BERTHA WHEELWRIGHT '13 MARY JACOBS '14 LISLE BRAMWELL '15 DOUGLAS BRIAN '16 Business Department Manager LORENZO M. RICHARDS '14 Assistant LLOYD MILLAR '13 Assistant MYRON McENTIRE '15 Assistant FIELDING BARLOW '14 Assistant IRVIN POULTER '14 Literary The Dark Horse The long winter was at last over. Snow and ice had disappeared and green grass and flowers were growing again. The trees had shown signs of life in the shape of buds and blossoms and everything seemed to indicate that the dreary days of winter were gone and that spring had come to stay. At Wilbur Academy the change from winter to spring had been more than welcome. This was because spring brought track work and with it the annual dual with the Brighton High School, which was Wilbur's greatest rival in athletics. Their football team had easily defeated the team from Brighton High, but in basket ball the Brighton boys had proved too strong for them, therefore, the interest at both schools now centered on the winning of the spring track meet. An unusually large number of students greeted Coach Harper of the Academy when he made his first call for a track squad. Candidates were soon trying out for the different events. A class meet was held and the school team selected from the most promising material, then work began in earnest. Day by day better records were made and as the time for the meet drew near, Harper became more satisfied. His face wore a confident smile as he stood on the field one afternoon conversing with Parks, captain of the team. "So you don't think much of my plan, Parks?" "No, Mr. Harper, I don't. I believe West is as good a man as Ferris and, anyway, it doesn't seem fair to make him pave the way for Ferris to win." "Pshaw! West couldn't win. Think how Ferris ran away from him in the class meet." "Yes, but that was his first race on a track and he's improved wonderfully since then. Pie's the best trainer of the team, while it's a deuce of a job to keep Ferris in condition." "Well, you know we've got to have that mile and Brighton's man, Pope, is a hard one to beat. I think this frame-up is the best way to do it. As to Ferris' keeping in condition, that's up to you." "Yes," grumbled Parks after the coach had gone, "It's up to me. but it'll be darned unlucky for anyone to let me catch him breaking training from now on," and he went slowly toward the gym to inform Fred West of the coach's new plan for the mile.