HOWDY, ANNETTE Continued from page 2 "Why do you like horses?" we asked Annette. "I really can't say why I like horses," she said. "It's something you just can't put down on paper, because it's taking a dumb animal and teaching him to do things that even seem difficult to the intelligent human. Or maybe it's the feeling you get when riding a fast horse into the wind. I really don't know. "I can't remember when I first started liking horses. It must have been a long time ago because as far back as I can remember I have been saving every penny to buy a horse. I acquired my first horse by using the money I had saved up together with the money I got from selling my bicycle. I have raised three colts from this first mare I bought." "Does anything else interest a western girl like you, Annette?" "I have other interests besides horses. I like school very much. As for sports I like them all, especially swimming and skiing. I also like to dance very much. When I worked on a ranch this summer, we rode from dawn to dark. We even tried some calf-roping. My fastest time was about two hours and ten minutes. It was a worn-out calf at last. "I went back on the ranch again this fall to help with a roundup. We drove the cattle about eighty-five miles to winter range. It was great . . . lots of fast activity, up early in the chilly mornings, camping and hundreds of cattle, deer, antelope, elk and sage hens all around us. Then every morning hotcakes and syrup, ham and eggs, but mainly it was steaks, thick juicy steaks." Annette added, "Our mountain West must be the best place in the whole world if a persons really gets out in the open, I think." Along with holding down the position of W. A. A. foreman, this little "gal" is one of the Merry Maids of Chanodo, plays right field for the Weber College girls' softball team and "skins" a mean Plymouth, which is also her own property. POOR LUCK IS BEST Continued from page 8 bag which ever one he wanted. The breeze would blow his scent away from the deer and make the stalk perfect. He moved the next hundred yards with patience and meticulousness to challenge Hiawatha himself. Not only did he miss all the dry sticks but he was careful not to crush a single leaf or disturb even the smallest pebble. The last few yards he crawled on all fours until at the crucial spot, he drew the arrow back to his chin and rose up to send the shaft home. He stood poised for a moment but eased the string back and stared blankly at the six gray limestone boulders before him. He trudged back to the car for lunch. All interest for deer hunting was gone. He began thinking about where he'd look for bottles and fat trees to slay. After lunch the boy and his dad found a grove of trees where they again separated to still hunt. He sat down in a quiet spot with his bow across his lap and thought over the events of the day. Perhaps deer hunting was out of his class. Maybe he wasn't big enough to hunt deer. Besides this wasn't his idea of fun to sit waiting for something to happen. To shoot at and miss just one small rabbit was better than chasing cows and rocks all day. Anyway he hadn't even seen a deer, let alone get close enough to shoot one. Suddenly a twig snapped right behind him and he glanced back over his shoulder to see an old buck less than twenty feet away, blinking curiously at him. He knew that if he turned around to shoot, the deer would bolt, so he blinked stupidly back. The deer cocked its head. The youth cocked his head. As if hypnotized, the two waited, each wondering what the other might do. Finally, with a smart flip of ears the deer bounded down and crossed a few yard in front of the lad. Too startled to aim carefully, the boy pulled the bowstring across his lap and let the arrow fly. Still jumping, the deer soon vanished in the trees. After a short silence, the boy got up to find his arrow. He found the feather end, lying in the grass, split and blood stained. Hardly realizing what had happened he ran after the deer which he found in the trail where it had vanished a minute before. In sheer amazement he stared at the deer. He blankly viewed his bow and the broken arrow in his hand, apparently convinced that he had actually bagged the animal. "Pop!" he shouted. "Pop, I got one!" No answer. "Pop, I got a deer." "Good," came a faint echo. "What's good about it? I don't know how to clean one. After a long wait his father came through the trees, beaming at the boy and his prize. The boy looked up and said, "Shucks, Pop, looks like I ruined my hunt the first day." THE STUDENT's PART IN AMERICA AT WAR Continued from page 25 3. If the student's class standing or grade on the test qualifies him for consideration for deferment, and deferment is denied by the local board, the student has the right to appeal the decision within ten days from the date when notified that his request for deferment has been denied. Under selective service procedure, this letter goes to the local board for transmittal to the state director. Appeals denied by the state appeals board may be further appealed to the president of the United States through the local board. Viewpoint and Conclusion We all know that the nation's problems are not all military. The selective service program is not designed to put every man into the armed forces. Many who are turning eighteen and who are physically sound, will begin and complete their college education without being called for military training. Students fit into the mobilization program of the country as well as do farmers, industrial workers, or officer candidates. Weber College offers every one an opportunity to serve his country as a student. It has on numerous occasions received national recognition for its contribution to the nation in war and peace. Again it is serving the community and the nation by training youth of our area to take a place of honor and responsibility as students of the arts and sciences and trades that the country needs. Students are not excused from patriotic duty but only deferred to qualify themselves to serve better, perhaps in non-military capacities, in whatever emergencies the United States may face in its worldwide sponsorship of democracy and freedom. 28