Kent State University - Chestnut Burr Yearbook (Kent, OH)

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Ouratimt Paul G. Chandler The classes in education have appeared less bored this year than those formerly. The present students may wonder at the martyrdom which former classes have produced for the cause of the two-year certificate, while those ex- perimented on first can get some compensation from the feeling ' that their trials have to some degree alleviated the burden of those who have followed in their foot-steps. Still the mental impulses frequently wander from the topic in hand over the sensori-motor arc of pleasanter associations, but with more time and research we hope to find what the inviting fields are, whether they are thinking of next Friday evening at home or the last Moulton Hall function. and then we will, by the process of substitution, project the History of Edu- cation into those nerve circuits and finally usurp for it those interesting and romantic emotions. Page Fifteen

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Art Xina S. Humphrey Rena. S. Pottorf Our Art Department this year has been a series of surprises to those who have watched its work. Throughout the entire .year new products have been turned out with just enough thorough rapidity to startle Ford into increased action. It seemed that every student in the school wanted to get into the construc- tion class. Miss Humphrey has shown patience and true director ' s ability in managing her construction class. A formation of new looms and finished product makes our weaving room like unto a combined Carolina Mountain ' •home-spun factory and a color-crying, rug-hung harem room in India. Every vacant period in the student weaver ' s life is filled with a wang of the shuttle or the twang of a broken warp thread. And our design class is not in the rear of the inarch. Parchment lamp shades, true to Mazda ; sanitas table covers ; Batik ' kerchiefs and ties are work- ing havoc on the blue eyes of those who are not designers. We see green eyes now, instead of the blue. Next year we fear that the Art Department will need a few assistants, plus an extra room or two, in order to artistically house the on-coming class of Juniors who have been acting as foliage in the background of the Art Scene this past year. Page Fourteen

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iEttgltalj in Edgar Packard The English Department deals with LANGUAGE, than which there is no greater subject. Were we deprived of our language, our very thinking would cease; we could not retain our wisdom; and our whole civilization, like another Tower of Babel, would have to be abandoned. Verily, in more ways than one, In the beginning was the word. The English Department deals with the ENGLISH language, than which there is no greater. It is the language of the Magna Charta and of the Bill of Rights, of Shakespeare and of King James, of the Declaration of Inde- pendence and of the Constitution of the United States. It is the language of the steamboat, the railroad, the tramway, the electric light, the telephone, the telegraph, the cable, the typewriter, the cash register, the automobile, the sky- scraper, and on and on. It is the language of the sea, and first or second every- where on the land ; and it circulates more printed matter than all the other languages combined. The English Department makes a study of the classics, in which masters of language have quickened dead vocabularies into living stories, expressing the masterful motives of the race. Stories that tell not only what man has done, but. what he has tried to do ; yes. even the dreams of deeds no mortal dared to do. Finally, the English Department encourages its members to acquire skill adequate for present-day demands. First, the demand to be brief and to the point. Every day our language goes humming along the wires, clicking through the typewriters, crashing through the printing presses, and every act a costly one. Language must be reduced to its lowest terms; slang and oaths, hard words and foreign phrases, dialects and even polite expressions — all must go. And second, the demand to speak some message for human hearts; To sound some note from out God ' s highest heaven, To breathe some word to which sad hearts may cling. To weave some verse filled with divinest leaven. To build some song for angel choirs to sing. Page Sixteen