Photo by West Loretta Tatro . . . Norm Thompson The fascination of test tubes and beakers, formulas and equations, lures a large percentage of Weber students into the chemistry laboratory each quarter. There is undoubtedly something intriguing about mixing strange ingredients together in complicated procedures to get even stranger results. This and the fact that the scientific advancements of the past few decades have enlarged the field of chemistry immeasurably make this branch of the Physical Science Division a popular one. Page Eight by Jerry Carlile Oft on the eve Of summer days, Alone, I've stood Beside the waters blue That here I see, And there caress the China shore, 'Neath the spell Of nature at her best. For what can equal Evenings by the sea, With rhythms of eternity Beating in the swelling surf To lull the weary mind, And the winds That cross the waters wide Bearing on their wings The lure of distant lands From whence they've come, And the fancied smell Of ships and sailormen. I listen to the rasping cry Of seagulls gray, "Children of the Sea" Who nurse upon her breast And stray not from her side. The setting sun, Huge orange platter, Drops behind the world's edge, Followed by The golden glories Spread in the summer sky To lure the night From its eastern lair. As the twilight deepens Comfort comes. Majesty's presence, Felt but never seen, Gives assurance Of a fine tomorrow That promises fulfillment Of cherished hopes And secret dreams. Page Nine