Weber State University - Acorn Yearbook (Ogden, UT)

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THIS IS NEXT. The If you have tours, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this pencil: 1 remember The time when Charley bought it from the store. 'Twas a November’s evening, after school. That day he asked questions outnumbered. Look! in this place he bit the rubber off; See what an indentation his monstrous teeth have made: With this the well-beloved Reuben tapped. And as he drew it quickly from the desk. Mark how the eyes of students followed it. As rushing out of place, to be resolv’d If Reuben so unkindly tapped, or no: For Reuben, as you know ‘s the Seniors' angel: Judge, dear students, how they all do love him. •‘Words are like leaves, and where they mostabound, .Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.”

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THE. CYCLE OF LIFE. The Acorn—Page 2} Like a pure, clear spring that bubbles from the mountain side our souls come forth from Heaven. We trickle down the rugged hillside of mortal life, uniting with the great stream f humanity. Forced by the walls of future progression we How in the one great channel of human existence, wear away the rocks of temptation, sin. and sorrow; and secure for ourselves a clean, smooth bed. O’er this we steadily How until we fall over the golden precipice of life into the still clear sea of Heaven. Leaving behind us our clay made structure to crumble in the silent tomb of all the world, we sink back into the presence of that Body from whom we sprang, carrying with us those thorough dissolved portions of pure sedimeno. which, when deposited, may prove to be a rich mineral vein in the firm strata of Eternity, where it may someday be a source of inspiration and wealth to precious, immortal souls. IMPROVING UPON THE OLD. Oh, pen. when in the old time school-house we Strove !neath our teacher’s rod, to master thee, And twisting down upon some sad old desk, With doleful air and attitude grotesque, And with protruding tongue and beating heart Took our first lesson in the graphic art. And that old copy on the paper poured. Saying, “The pen is mightier than the sword.’’ And then from sudden and dynamic stroke, The pen we leaned on into fragments broke. Some angel told our inexperienced youth, That, after all. that copy told the truth. Louesa Criichlow, '07.

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AN UNHAPPY JOKE. 'Hie Acorn—Page 2$ It was just before Commencement in KSl . The Junior class of the---- University had decided to «five a dance on the last Friday night before the Vacation. Invitations were distributed among; the pupils on the previous Friday evening at the dismissal of school: so those interested in such jollifications were inspired with pleasing thoughts on their homeward walk Fan and Daisy were not lacking in their share of inspiration. They were “aching for a time,’’ and were never tired of carrying out their tricks for a little innocent fun, as they termed it Their steps quickened and Daisy fairly danced along as Fan suggested this and other funny little things. They stood on the corner a few minutes: then parted, having decided to have something planned before Monday morning. Monday came; Fan and Daisy had been together as much as usual since we left them Friday night and were ready to put their joke to the test. They had contrived to send Irene a note asking her to accompany An- drew to the dance. Daisy was to put the note in one of Irene’s books so that she would he sure to get it during the day. The opportunity came at noon. Daisy was rather timid: but urged by Fan, she hurriedly laid it where it was sure to be found before night. Daisy’s heart beat a little faster than usual, but was soon quieted on rejoining Fan, who had been watching- all the while. They hurried out of the room, complimenting each other on their part of the play, their faces flushed a little as they met Irene just returning. Irene went to her seat little dreaming of the germ of bitterness, that perhaps lay before her. She was a very quiet unassuming girl, but possessed many good qualities that go to make up a lady. Fan and Daisy looked in vain all day for some expression on Irene’s face showing she had discovered the letter. It was not until late that night that, the note was found by Irene, short- ly before her time to retire. Imagine, if you can, her surprise on opening and reading: Miss Irene : v Please excuse my boldness, but I shall consider it the kindest favor if