San Diego State University - Del Sudoeste Yearbook (San Diego, CA)

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WHITE AND GOLD A Serious Question One day, Pm told, long time ago, When every thing was formal, A council met, composed, ,tis said, Of the Things that live at Normal. For sometime past and long before, There had been much complaining, Of disrespect and treatment rude From the powers who then were reigning. The meeting place was hard to find- Away up in the attic- ,Twas the only place in the Normal School Where they could make a racket. Old Pete, the skeleton, took the chairm And cried out loud and clear, uIf any have a complaint to make Just mention it, now weire here. The gavel he cracked on the acrominal end Of his mighty clavicle bone, Then shook his head and rattled his teeth Till he made his audience moan. Then V enus, the goddess tho graces our hall, Arose and with dignity said, She thought it the greatest of great mistakes A hat rack to make of her head. The gym horse neighed and said ,twas a sin That a horse who was worked so hard, Should never be fed or given a drink, Or allowed to run in the yard. The lab cat mewed and told of a place Where body and soul must part, Of the awful things that happened there, And the Prof. with the stony heart. The pig skin arose, turned over and grunted, Then- said witli a weary sigh, It wasnit so very much fun to be punted-- He now was prepared to die. Then Peter asked what should be done, And the gym horse neighed undaunted. The lab cat mewed, fair Venus blushed, But the Pig skin only grunted.-E. L. C. I7 .Ri

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I6 WHITEANDGOLD opposite bank, the bridge hoating down the stream and with it all hope of rescuing the child. The crowd stood along the bank gazing helplessly at the little girl; they knew that she must soon succumb to the cold of the prevailing storm. The pitiful cries of the women were partially drowned by the howling wind as it swept across the plain. The men walked the shore in despair. Grief took the place of excitement. Just at this time they were startled by the wild rush of a horse- man. Turning around they saw Joe Simpson, the man whom they most feared in all the wild new country. In the fast approaching twi- light they were able to discern only the mere outline of his rough, weather beaten face, and lost the look of sympathy that crept into it as, with one swift glance he took in the whole situation. Instantly he started off at the same mad speed with which he had approached. The astonished, terror-stricken crowd stood for a moment speechless and motionless, forgetful of the cause that had brought them together. Fearingr lest he would return son with his band of followers and take advantage of their present condition, the crowd dispersed and went to their camp, where the men armed themselves for battle. Presently the watchman saw a huge object moving rapidly to- ward the child. His first impulse was to shoot, but before he could bring his gun into operation, the man had siezed the child and dis.-. disappeared in the darkness. . Joe, for he it was whom the watchman had seen, had risked death to cross the river on a fallen tree, that he might rescue the child. But alas! Before he reached the crossing he saw the tree swinging on its way down the stream. All hope of reaching the other side was abandoned. Joe seemed to have but one thought, the comfort and safety of the child. He sought out a hollow tree, and after wrapping her snugly in his great coat, placed her within, and sat down'himself on the outside to protect her from the cold north wind. The settlers continued their watch all through the 'night, but no enemy came. By morning the river had gone down, and a cross- ing was affected, and a party went out in search of the child. Joe had not shifted his position all through the stormy night, nor did he stir at the approach of them. At first they were frightened at the sight of the rough rider setting like a statue at the foot of a tree, but they cautiously advanced and found Joe, cold and dead, but little child was safe.-Ira Cowart. A little bird sat on a wire And said to his friends, ill declare? If wireless telegraphy comes into vogue Weill have to sit in the air! -Ex.

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the White anb C5010 Edited and Published by The Students of the State Normal School, San Diego Staff EDITOR-IN-CHIEF - . . . . - - - - GUSSIE STEPHENS ASSISTANT EDITORS Literary - : Emma George Societ - - - - - . - Ethel Crosby Scboo Notes - - - - - Am Johnson Exchanges - - - - - Clan ia Adams Athletics - - - - - - Chas. Gurwell REPORTERS Emma Spears. Marie Stoker. Mabel Stephens. Kazel Gebrielson, Olive Ault, Bess Foulke wUSINESS MANAGER - - - - - - - - - - ORRIN SMITH ASSISTANT BUSINESS MANAGERS Harry Wsrriner, C. Smith Walter Blgham Terms, 50 cents per year, payable in advance. Communications for publlcation should be addressed to the Edltor-ln-Chief. Remittances and communications concerning advertisements should be addressed to the Business Manager. All subscriptions are payable to the Business Manager Any subscriber not receiving the WHITE AND GOLD regularly will please notify him at once. The WHITE AND GOLD is mailed to any place in the postal union for 50 cents per year. Entered at the Post Ofice of San Diego as second class Matter. San Diego. California - - - - - - March, 190i x, S. Benjamin Ide Wheelerls visit we have all been thinking, it mce is not our privilege to hear, many times in a. year, such in- spiring words from such; an inspiring speaker as we received from him. Presumably every young man and young woman who attends a Normal school goes there to become a teacher. In order to be successful in this undertaking, each individual must learn sooner or later to fight his own battles. As President Wheeler intimated, this often means whipping a big boy. If it does, do it alone. Donit lose your own self respect, the respect of your pupils, and that of the board by shirking your riglitful duty and appealing to the trustees to help you out. . S. it is to our advertisers that the White and Gold is indebted lnce for its very existence, it is up-to us? to replay them to the very best of our ability, for the assistance they are giving us. Read the advertisements, iix in your minds the business men of the town who are our friends. Then the next time you want to buy a. pair of shoes or a new note book, patronize the man who is helping us: through. Say to him ii1 saw your ad in the White and Gold? If we would only do this oc- casionally, we could establish more sympathetic relations, and a better un- derstanding with our townsmen. Advertising in a. school journal would cease to be mere charity work and would become a real business propo- sition. '