Weber State University - Acorn Yearbook (Ogden, UT)

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'Ve look through our spy glasses. And faults of others view; Looking in the other end, Our own seem very few. To turn the glass around Would he the nobler plan? Magnify our own faults, Not those of a fellowman. Seek out the good in others, Find all of it you can: But if for faults you look, You may your own life scan. When you find in others A fault that you despise, Look into your own soul: Perhaps it ’s there disguised. The good we see in others Inspires a righteous life. The faults we give to others Spread seeds of care, and strife. Then let us seek the roses. From out life’s thorny bed: And bury deep the stinging prong, That shows it's threatening head. H. C. S.

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Tht .honi—Page iS In Room K, where the last stage of the art of witchcraft was taught they made the atmosphere one of drowsiness, so the pupils minds would be- come blank and they would forget everything they had ever learned, and be- come dull and stupid. In the Laboratory B where the charms were taught which could only be accomplished where there was no ether, they caused the Professor to have terrible nightmares, and ali the horrible creatures he saw would con- tinually warn him under pain of death, never to open the windows so the ether could escape The history of witchcraft was taught in Room M. In this class the students were injured by falls caused by those evil-plotting witches Every once and a while one of the scholars who were learning quite rapidly, would stumble over or fall from a seat and be disabled so that he could not resume his study. As morning draws nigh, T must tell the rest some other time But perhaps you are curious to know something of me and why 1 know all this. I wasoneof the wizards who taught in this school, and for doing so was locked by the others in the little room off Room B There I starved to death and years after my bones were picked up and wired together. Now you have heard part of my story, you are perhaps interested enough to be willing to listen to the rest some other time In the meantime I must go back to mv dismal closet, thereto remain forever. “Let such teach others who themselves excel.’’ Florence Woolley. ‘07.

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RETICULE. The Acorn—Page 20 Found somewhere between Breakfast and Dinner; A ladies' minus handled Woman's Curiosity Shop, containing: One small hand-mirror, all round, hut the bottom. Two black rubbers- not foot wear. A handkerchief in sad need of the Laundry. One bottle of sample Palmer’s Noblest Bloom. One bottle of not Ammonia, but Camphor smelling salts. Four chewed pencils of assorted sizes. Two not quite so chewed. Toilet rake minus seven teeth, branded ALUMINUM GLOBE. Three-fifths of a ear- fare in copper, all made in 14b2. One bird claw, probably used in self defense. One delapidated tabh timber. Numerous rusty hair pins, names of fellows. 1 Doz. unmentionable pins. 18 K. Engagement ring, extra small, hidden in a secret chamber with a sum not large enough to buy a license. Extract of necks, or rubber bands. Cape Hook, instead of Cape Horn. Not as much string as little boys carry, besides indescribable nick nacks connected with it. Perfume of a rare quality. No Brands or ear marks visible. Address, P. O. Box K, Second South. First West. Sixth East. No. 2. We think our fathers fools, so wise we grow; Our wiser sons, no doubt, will think us so.”