Contributors hugh garner is tall, angular, and wity a man of the great outdoors. His main interests in life are his horse and his art. Hopes someday to be a big frog in a little puddle, where he can pursue a domestic existance, going, every now and then, on a tear. He hopes to make this year's yearbook, which he is editing, something of a masterpiece. He will make a good farmer, we think. david r. trevithick is a liberal conversationalist. He talks so slowly that his dulcet and prolonged tones hold his listeners in a sort of tantalizing suspense. He likes to ponder the celestial mystery of the universe, and is a panic in a bull session. He has read himself into poor eyesight. max mcewan, born thirty years too soon, makes his last contri-butian to local arts and letters and to Weber with this issue of Scribulus. He will not attend school the Spring quarter, but will graduate nonetheless. He plans to spend his time hunting a job and trying to prove that a college education does have some commercial value. When frank mcquown heard of the furor caused by his "Forgive Us Our Learning," which appeared in the Autumn issuea he said, "I'm a pseudo-sophisticated hypocrite for being a half-willing victim of the educational morass I beefed about." His present contribution is typically cynical. aurline Osmond divides her time between literary life and dramatics, and is a good example of what Brigham Young meant when he said, "This is the place." She has authored and will direct a varsity show to be presented at Weber in the near future. Stuart wheelwright is a true photographer. He never keeps his appointments, but has true genius. He has no fewer, no more than, four colds every year. His stuff speaks for itself. cluster nilsson would rather fish than talk about Mark Twain, and that's saying a lot, for this English prof has built up a real case to prove that the famous humorist is dominant in American letters. george stallings is a local newspaper correspondent and has wanted to say what he says in "I Write ... So What?" for a long time. He is married to a girl he met in college when neither had a job. There is such a thing as true love. Stanley Johnson is a quiet boy with a fondness for English, a feeling for words, and a fine sensitiveness of spirit. norman bowen is full of words clamoring to get ordered and on paper, so they can make him famous. Page Twenty-four Supported by The College Book Store