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HOLD THAT HEMLINE
Edilorial...
PETTY ARSON
I remove him from his nine
teen friends, and place him be
tween two tender, yet firm, ci s-
todians. 1 put fire to him and he
■STnolders and grows reel with in
tense embers which cat away his !
oxistcnce. Ho crackles in pain
and .steadily gives off never end
ing .«»[>iraling and twisting pattern's
of fragrant smoke. Kuch little
cloud breaks forth and. hui;riM ou
to freedom leaving parts of itself
in earth bound a.shes. An infin
ity to LvMiii with nothin'? to lo«c.
He’s half gone now. and tlio re-
lentle.s.s fire oat.s on steadily, sure
ly, nuietly consuming ;n greedy
dovouring bites his life away. Tlin
■struggle is about ovei-; the billows
fan the spark into suilden life
again and again. Each drag a nail
in his coffin :ind mine. , I qvencli
the fire and he lies twisted and
burnt among his twisted und
burnt friend.s. Soon .hl.s nineteen
friends will follo%v in his oteps.
,Dut what the hell, you 'got to
have some bad habits. Or do you?
Jl'XIOU COI.I>Eii; PItOVIUES IX EDl CATlOXArv
JMCri’RE
(Ed. Note; The following editorial i« from the Everett .Tuuior
College Clipper. Fverett, Washington. It is reprinted iiere because it
so adc'(iuaft'ly exjiresse.s the ca.se for the junioi- colleges of today.)
Not so very many years ago all across the nation, riagnificent
universities reigned in « erene splendor, uushakablo in th^ir venerable
age. To attain cei'tain educational goals and valuable .soci.'il advant
ages one needed to attend one of these i niversities.
What did tlie universities offer to tlie man wlio sought educ-atiiin
beyond high .school but hadn’t the talent to learn a profc.s.sion, nor
the financial status to acquire a liberal iirts education? AVhat solu
tion did tlie univej-.sities offer to the man who lived too tar away to
commute to the univer.sity, yet eoi Idn't afford to l>Danl avoay from
home? What an.swer was there for those who must .sacrifice in oi'dor
to meet the tuition fees? And what was the answer for those who
had neither the time nor the inclination to com])lete a four-year
schedule? Certainly half an education would be of little practical
value.
Then a seed of an idea miuhroomed into an educational move
ment so big. so right, that it offered .solitions to .all these problems.
The junior college has low tuition fees, terminal courses for stu
dents who plan to conclude their formal education at the end of two
yeans, transfer courses accepted at any university or college for tho.se
who plan to attain a B. A. or Ma.ster’s degree, and personal attention
for every student. The junior college is the saving grace of today’s
educational .system.
Far frbm rridermining the foundations of tlie universities and
colleges, the junior college Is providing a ste))))ing stone for many
who might never have gotten there without it. The day may some
day come when all freshmen and .sophomore work will be done in
small local schools, and the universities will be set apart for junior
and senior and graduate study.
Whether or not this will ever bo the ca.se there is definitely
something changed in the educational picture. The junior ci liege
is here to stay.
OVER THE
COFFEE CUP
By MAC
^\'ell, youn^uns, it's been quite
a while since wo ha\e had a
cliance to gab like this. While
we’re waiting for the coffee to
perk, let’s talk ;ii)ont iiie S(|uare-
(Innce s;>onsored by the ^fonogram
Club. If we all atten l he dances
and show that we'r.' having a
','ood time, ‘hoy may '.ecome a
regulai- T esd.-iy night a'fair. Those
of you who attended ihe Hallo
ween Barndance knfiw what a
swell time we had then. Actual
ly, the old annex can be trans-
I'ormed until you don't recognize
it. It niake.s a ivondei ful .square-
dance floor. \Vith a rood string
)>and, it will become .a popular
.'-liot if we all cooperatj . . .
Hero it is, time for si>ring holi
dajs. It won’t be long now until
the excitement of commencenient
begin.s. Already a great many af-
(air.s .ire being pliinned. It makes
my head aciie when I think of
tiying to study and go to parties.
])icnics and dances every night.
(You know I don't moan it.) It
looivs like fair weather ahead, s>
let's all plan to get the mo.st oi t
of thes(! last two montlis of school
I'eggy i)layed a cute April Fool
Iirank on the Weepers — she al
most succeeded in breaking her
leg, which put her in bed ju.st
in time to mi.sn the April 1st meet
ing of the club. Tlun, of all
things, she wanted the club t^i
come to her home for the meet
mg!
Mii=a Moore has been treating
us HO roughly in tho Phys. E.l
(lass, that I am ha.ving difficulty
in typing. I've ' got those Hort
muscles blues,' so I’ll have to say
.HO long for now.
A few score and several months
ago fa.shion designers brought
forth .against American women a
new look, conceived in ignorance
and greed, and dedicated to tho
propcKsition that women’s legs
.should no longer be di.scerniblo
beneath her skirts.
‘Now we are engaged in a great
battle between fa.shion and com
mon sen.se, testing whether that
look, or any other look so con
ceived and So dedicated, can long
endure, or rather endure long. We
are met here to dedicate a mem
orial to those brave men who
•struggled so long to raise wo
men’s skirts. It is altogether fit
ting and proper that we .should do
this.
The world will little note nor-
long remember what we do in this
age except whether we r oor male.s
triumph Or tail in this age-old
struggle. We. the living, do here-
l>y highly resolve that these brav*
men shall not have died in vain,
and that skirts aijove the knees,
Ijy the knees, and for the men
shall not perish from the earth.
—DuBois.
Excerpt from the Yolloiv Jacket.
STUDENT TALENT
('onlinu«‘il from front paee
elided by this talented trio were
Red Wing. Sweet Marie and a
medley of popular sciuare dance
numbers.
The meeting was closcd with the
singing of the “Alma Mater” ani
Johnny Tipton, .student body pres
ident, presided.
The scene was a grossly crowd
ed elevator packed so tight that
there was hardly room to breath.
Suddenly from the center of the
ma.ss in the general vicinity of a
very largo and overfed lady, there
came a loud scream followed by
shrieks of "I’ve been ijnten. Wuif
did it?”
After a long silenc .' a .small
shrill voice from somewhere deep
in the corner of the car was hp.ard
over the lady's moans. "I did it.”
•It was in my face i-o I bit it."
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