Cowley College - Tiger Daze Yearbook (Arkansas City, KS)

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Tod Me Some people attract all kinds of things. One day in Algebra, a pussy-cat got interested in Ben Riffle who was sitting in an open window. The inquisitive kitty poked her head in the window, and Ben politely poked it back. But the pussy persisted and didn't take the hint after three or four pushes. So Ben pushed the kitty out again and pulled the window down amid general confusion and laughter only to Gnd that the stubborn cat had stuck her head in again, and was caught by the neck between the sill and the window. Q2 Family worship in our home followed the same plan, morning and evening. First came a song from the metrical version of the Psalms, then a chapter from the Bible, after which we all knelt in prayer. We often sang the song book through on Sabbath afternoons. As a result, before I could read, I knew the words of many of the songs of the church service. One song I especially loved. I always chose it at our songfests. When the superintendent of the Sabbath School announced this song, I would sing heartily as unto the Lord, Bow at the Door. It did not enter my head that any- thing was wrong until one day my sister Etta whispered to me, Don't sing too loud. After that, by careful attention, I discovered that the song is, In Beauty of Holiness, Bow and Adore. -Emma Gotschall Q2 They tell the best one on Angie Bennet. NVhen they were introducing Coach Nolan to thc .Iucos last year, they added a few extra details to his past record, just to make a mo1'e interesting speech. When they announced that he had played on the football team at Sing Sing, Angie opened her eyes wide and asked the girl next to her, Isn't Sing Sing in China? Did you notice how sleepy Lawrence Croon- er Swaim was all first semester 'Y That's not the half of it. At the house where he stayed, the boys had a set of rules. Anyone who broke them was made to donate a nickel to the charity fund. He had particular trouble with the rule forbidding any noise or distur- bance after nine-thirty. His house-mates who were used to hearing him crawl into bed in the early morning hours, cooked up a plot against him. They piled tin pans in front of his door and collected their nickel at about two a. m. every night for a long time. It is said that he finally took to dressing in the kitchen. ii Norco is the small community in which the employees of an oil company live. The houses, all facing the river, are built into rows. The drug store, grocery store and post office were not in what was the precinct of Norco, but were on the other side of the fence which su1'rounds the community. The houses on the front row have a wide swath of green grass separating them from the highway, then is the levee and the old Mississippi. One part of the green is shadowed and cooled by the gnarled, majestic and lovely magnolia trees whose blos- soms have always been my favorites. One after- noon I worked with a pole trying to knock a bud down in orded to put it in water so it would open. When a man succeeded in getting it down for me, a girl friend of mine caught it and refused to give it to me. I never cared much for her after that. The people in Norco are a happy and con- genial group of southerners. They all work for the same companyg they have their own social clubs, and a main club house where dances are given at regular intervals. There is the usu- al amount of gossip and disagreement among them, but no serious trouble arises from it. -Lois Laurent Q2 There are a hundred and one ways to evade a good night kiss, and every smart co-ed knows several of them. But one Jucoette put the col- legiate slant on her evasion. One evening as she stood at the front door with Mott Stuch- lick, she had to think hard and fast. He kept asking her WHY she wouldn't give him that good-night kiss. Now she has never been in an Ethics classroom, but the word Ethics just popped into her head and she blurted out, It's just a little matter of Ethics! Since that night she is rated the Juco author- ity on the subject. PAGE 19

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During the regional games, Mr. Nolan's Botany class took a few minutes off to discuss the teams. Cambridge was playing Moline. Does anyone here happen to come from Cambridge ? asked the coach. Ruby Tunison held up her hand, I get my mail from there! she said. ii The boys who stay at Mrs. Lemert's boarding house have a habit of collecting posters. Frank Banning had a gorgeous six foot cocoa-cola brunette which he prized highly. He had her standing in a corner of the sitting room which he shared with eight other boys. One morning he was horrified to find the lady one foot short- er. She was lacking a bust-her shoulders being pinned to her waist. It's a secret, but Leon .Iursche had been using her for a target in practicing the art of knife-slinging. QE We all have those moments. Jack Campbell will probably remember the day in study hall when he had just torn out of a piece of paper six jolly paper dolls, skipping with glee. He was holding them up for general inspection when Mr. Galle walked into the room. Q2 The very early years of my life are a jumble of shadowy incidents in my 1nemo1'y. For some reason most of these memories are of the evening hours. I remember sitting on the south porch of my home in the country. As dusk deepened into night I could hear the tingling call of a VVhip-poor-will somewhere in the dis- tant timber. Nearby, friendly cicada sang in chorus. I had a natural fear of the dark, wooded hills and ravines. On the porch I was safe with my parents, but out in the great darkness were strange animals and goblins. The days were a stream of new discoveries for me, romping through the woods with the neighboring children, or burrowing in the hay- loft, or sliding down a straw stack. More than anything else, I liked to ride the horses and usually I would ride from the gate to the barn while the farm hand or my father led the horse. One evening the daughter of the hired hand and I were placed on the horse at the gate. Being ready for a thrill I gleefully kicked Phoenix in the side. He started for the barn at a gallop with a crying girl and a laughing boy on his back. Fortunately the horse had more sense than the boy, and stopping before enter- the barn, saved us from being knocked off. -Harold Magnus PAGE 18 What They Ruby Beebe usually starts the day off right with a laugh over the funny excuses for tar- dies she receives. One morning a serious fresh- man came in with a sad tale of how he had started to school in plenty of time. But before he reached the car door, his little sister slipped and fell in the mud. The poor guy had to wait while she made a complete change. Q2 I was given the French name of Marcelle by my Grandmother Kelly. My mother is half French and half Irish. She has always, ever since I can remember, been the same gentle, kind, lovable woman that she is today. Her pleasant disposition has made her everyone's friend. But the years of hard labor on the ranch and the care of her large family have begun to bend the slender shoulders, and her soft brown tresses have begun to streak with gray. But the blue eyes have never lost their smile. They are almost as clear as they were the day when she mar- ried my father when she was sweet sixteen. My father is a hereditary chief of pure Indian royalty. He is one of the last great warriors of his tribe, not the kind that wears war paint and eagle feathers, but the kind that holds an important position among his tribal brothers. He is of the great northern Miss Sleeth once asked her English Litera- tribe, Pottowatomi. ture class if they knew about 'tPilgrim's Progress. One of those strained silences re- sulted when no one held up his hand. Then Glenn Montague, who always has an answer of some kind, volunteered. L'It was a book about the struggles the Pilgrims had when they came to America.

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