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Magazine of the Fourth District A. & M. School
Volume III Carrollton, Ga., October 1929 Number I

THE STAFF

CLAY SUTHERLAND Editor-in-Chief

WHIT HAMRICK Associate Editor

MARY FULLILOVE Business Manager

CYNTHIA WINSTON Associate Business Manager

AMOS CHAMBERS joke Editor

HOWARD WRIGHT Sport Editor

CLINTON MULLINS Associate Joke Editor

GRACE CREEL Exchange Editor

D. O. BRYANT Art Editor

EMMETT SKELTON junior Reporter

GLENN KARR Sophomore Reporter

CLARA CREWS Freshmen Reporter

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EDITORIALS

Again, another year has rolled
around and September is here
with its joys and sorrows for the
school child. How often we have
started to school on a September
morn, with no other thought than
it was the beginning of another
school year. But this year, it
means more to us than ever be
fore, it doesn't mean the begin-
ning to us now, but the end! For
only a few more short months
and our happy school days ht
A. & M. will end.

We must make this year the
happiest of all, make it stand out
among the rest as the best. But
to do this, we must work together
for the good of all, in other words,
team work, not only in sports, but
in class work and every phase of
school life. Edgar A. Guest has
expressed the idea of team work
beautifully in his poem 'The
Spirit of the Team."

It's very well to have courage and skill
And it's fine to be counted a star,

But the single deed with its touch of thrill
Doesn't tell us the man you are;

For there's no lone hand in the game we
play,

A ^^^"^^st work to a bigger scheme.

And the thing that counts in the world
today,
Is, How do you pull with the team?

They may sound your praise and call vou
great.

They may single you out for fame
But you must work with your running
mate ;

Or you'll never win the game
For never the work of life is done

By the man with a selfish dream,
i-or the battle is lost or the battle is won

By the spirit of the team.

You may think it fine to be praised for
skill,

But a greater thing to do
Is to set your mind and set your will

On the goal that's just in view;
It s helping your fellow man to score

When his chances hopeless seem.
It s forgetting self till the game is o'er

And fighting for the team.

Georgia Shadinger '30.

Beautifying Our Campus

We can easily boast that we
have the most beautiful campus
in the state of Georgia, and we
are certainly proud of it.

A few days ago, special work
periods were given to sow seeds
on the lower part of the campus.
Mr. Ingram has spent hundreds
of dollars on seed and bulbs to
be planted this fall.

Especially are we interested in
the improvements of the en-
trances. It has been rumored
that Mr. Ingram is going to buy
some gates for the entrances.
Three cheers for this rumor!

Mr. Maddox has shown a great
deal of interest by having a flow-
er garden on each side of the
dmmg hall. The flowers have
been beautiful, and everyone has
enjoyed them so much.

Have you noticed the little
signs on the campus which are:
Keep off the grass? If our cam-
pus is to remain beautiful we
must not make worn paths on the
grass. The ^'Aggies" is taking
the opportunity to ask everyone
to cooperate in this matter and
help in the beautifying of the
campus so that it will be the
pride of Georgia.

Clay Sutherland '30.
A-

Mr. Luckey was passing the
state hospital for the insane. Out
on the hospital lawn but just in-
side the wire enclosure, he notic-
ed a man sitting on a box and
fishing with a hook and line in a
bucket of water.

''Caught anything?" asked Mr.
Luckey perceiving a fiit setting
for an accident that he would en-
joy relating to the boys.

''You make eight this after-
noon," replied the patient.

Last Minute News

Johnnie Heath, Cotton Rowe,
Hugh Threadgill, Glenn Jordan,
Ruby Crawford, Rey Spence,
Opal Morris, Wayne Banks, Fred
Brown, Louise Austin, Buvenia
Bryant and others whose names
were not given to the reporter
spent the week-end at home.

The following visited the school
during the week-end: Mrs. Erwin
from West Point, Mrs. Cobb from
West Point, Mr. and Mrs. Mar-
vin Starr from Newnan, Mr. E.
L. Vance from Tifton, Wanda
Letts from Fairburn, Lucian John-
son, a former pupil from Grant-
ville, Mr. and Mrs. Creel from
Union City, Mr. and Mrs. Fulli-
love and Margaret Fullilove from
Atlanta, Avis Barr from Tyus,
and Mrs. Coats from Atlanta,
and Martha Baker, Georgia At-
kinson and Georgia Clay Shar-
man from West Point were week-
end guests of Francis Erwin and
Cynthia Winston.

Mr. Lucky turned one of his
classes out FIVE minutes before
the bell the other day.

Mr. Maddox, Mr. and Mrs. In-
gram attended the Poultry Con-
vention held at Macon last week.
On this trip they visited the A. &
M. School at Barnesville.

Mr. Harman, Mr. and Mrs. In-
gram and Ann went to the South-
eastern Fair in Atlanta.

Mrs. Clara C. Nolen has been
staying with us some this fall. She
is in Marrietta now, but we hope
that she will soon return.

Miss Ida Monroe visited the In-
grams last week and Mr. Bon-
ner's car was parked in front of
the house all the afternoon. The
point is, what is the connection?

Messrs. Bonner, Lucky and

Maddox and a number of the.
boys went to Athens to see the
Georgia-Yale game.

Mrs. Lucky and J. C. Jr., have
returned to Carrollton for the
school year.

Misses Petty and Nolen went
with Mr. Ingram to see the game
at Powder Springs.

Mrs. Harman and Miss Briscoe
attended the Piedmont-Bowdon
game.

Eight new books have been
added to the library. Many more
are to be added during the year.

Many favorable reports have
been heard in reference to the
Glee Club in ''Aunt Lucia." A
Glee Club program is being plan-
ned to be given before Christmas.
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The 1929-30 team opened in a
most satisfactory manner, thinks
the faculty. More than one hun-
dred and sixty are in school. The
students are more serious minded
and ambitious as a whole. While
classes are large, an efficiency cf
instruction is realized.

Student activities are making
progress. The band has more
than twenty-five members. Glee
Club practice is in full swing and
the football team shows up well.

There has been only one addi-
tion to the faculty. This is the
matron of the dining hall, Mrs.
Harris. Meals are good and all
seem well pleased and happy.

The schedule for the year is
full of many interesting events
for the students as well as faculty
members. However, the one ach-
ievement sought by all is greater
efficiency in the school, scholar-
ship for the student, service for
the instructor.

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Perfect Television

By Lamar Johnson '30

In April 7th, 1927 the Ameri-
can Telephone and Telegraph
Company gave a television dem-
onstration at the Bell Telephone
Laboratories, 463 West Street,
New York City. From this demon-
startion to the present day tele-
vision has probably grown more
than any other time during the
history of television. This demon-
stration, however, was not the
first television demonstration.
But it proved to be the demon-
stration that opened the eyes of
the radio engineers and scientists.

At first the engineers worked
on television apparatus known as
the synckromus method. This me-
thod consisted of what is known
as the scanning disk. The Scan-
ning disk is merely a disk w.th
holes drilled in it spiral fashion.
This disk is rotated by a chorous
motor. There is one scanning disk
at the transmitter and one at the
receiver. In operation these disk
have to be in synchronism. For
this reason the scanning disk is
''out." Although it is still used to-
day it is gradually being discon-
tinued.

An article has been written on
television termed ''Rotten Tele-
vision? If we compare the tele-
vision apparatus today with what
we hope it to be tomorrow we may
express it as "Rotten" with a
comparative degree of safety.

The engineers of the American
Telephone and Telegraph Com-
pany have built a television re-
ceiver that will produce a scene

one foot square. This receiver
would occupy every inch of space
in a six room compartment. It is
valued at $1,000,000.00. Of
course it would be foolish to think
of ordering one of these receivers
from a mail order house C. O. D.
If you did, the results would prob-
ably be that you would get only
abunch of stringy looking lines.
If you did get the picture at all it
would be burned and smoky.

I do not mean that television
is a science not worth while. Per-
haps it does seem that we are
not getting any where with tele-
vision because we have not been
able to make a perfect reproduc-
tion of the object transmitted.
But look at the beginning. Vv^:
could not even transmit an image
of any sort then.

Is the money and time engin-
eers put into the development of
television wasted? No. It is being-
well spent. It will be just a short
time before we will be observing
scenes in a far off land around
our fiireside. The family circle
Will delight not only in the scenes
but also colored scenes accom-
panied by music. Probably the
sweetest soul inspirated note of
the nightingale.

Mr. C. Francis Jenkin, a noted
radio inventor of Washington, D.
C, said, "We are repeatedly told
that it will be from five to ten
years before the public will have
perfect television receivers. One
might just }.s truthfully say a
thousand years for perfection is
never attained."

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Results of a Bad Temper

; By Whit Hamrick

Harold Adams had an unhappy
boyhood. His fatxier was wearLny
and lived in a small Florida city.
Harold had grown tired of this
kind of life and when he was six-
teen years of age he ran away
from home. He was a boy of
moderate height but his muscles
were soft. He desired a life of
independence. His parents dis-
approved and this only served to
quicken his temper.

So he left his home and went to
a lumber camp m north Georgia.
This was in 1917. He worked hard
and gained favor with the owner,
Mr. Harry Walters of Atlanta.
John Wilson was the foreman of
the camp and he couldn't agree
with any of the hands. He was
despised by all of them and if it
had not been for Mr. Walters
they would have quit. Every man
in the camp loved Mr. Walters.
They would not tell him of t.ieir
troubles for fear it would cause
him worry. The foreman's ill
ways strengthened Harold's
temper.

One day while the men were
cutting trees, Harold and Mr.
Wilson got into a fight. Wilson
had started it for little or no rea-
son at all. When they had finish-
ed Harold seemed to be the vic-
tor. When the news reached Mr.
Walters, he immediately fired
Wilson and placed Harold in the
foreman's place.

In 1921, after Harold had been
at work four years in Mr. Walters
camp, he had not written home
a time. He never cared to hear
from there again. He was well
contented here where he worked

hard. His muscles were hard and
he stood like a giant. Still he had
a violent temper and all the hands
had learned that he meant what
he said. They had learned to
hate him as they did John Wil-
son.

One September night Mr. Walt-
ers was giving them an old fash-
ion Georgia dance. Mr. Walters
presented his daughter, Jane, to
the crowd. She had just finished
college in a South Georgia city.
To Harold she was like an angel
standing there. A light from a
lamp fell upon her face and her
hair looked golden. To him it was
love at first sight.

Here began a very happy ro-
mance, for they seemed to fit
into the others heart. Night after
night they met in the moonlight
and built for themselves aircast-
ies.

Mr. Walters objected to their
marrying. He said that he wouM
fear for his daughter's safety
when Harold became enraged.
He consented for him to keep
seeing her but marrying was out
of the question. This also helped
to quicken Harold's temper. After
this Harold began hating Mr.
Walters.

For three months they continu-
ed seeing each other until finally
Harold brought up the idea of
running away and marrying. At
first Jane refused but after think-
ing it over she decided that would
be the only way she could marry
the man she loved.

So for two weeks they planned
it. They decided to go to an Ala-
bama town for in Alabama you

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did not have to post your license
five days before you married.
They decided to rent a car in
town and go and come in one day.
In this way they could keep their
secret for awhile.

So early one Sunday morning
they told Mr. Walter that they
were going to rent a car to go to
a nearby town just to be riaing.
Mr. Walters consented without
any suspicion. So they rented the
car and the two happiest people
in the world were on their way
to become happier.

At eleven o'clock that morning,
they rolled into Gaylesville, Ala.
They inquired as to where they
could find the justice of the
peace. They were told that he
was at church and he would be
at home in about an hour. They
were directed to his house to wait
for him. Finally he arrived and
after they told him their troubles,
they were pronounced man and
wife.

At 7 P. M, they arrived home.
Mr. Walters was worried about
them but they explained their
lateness was due to car trouble.
This seemed to satisfy Mr. Walt-
ers for the subject was dropped
here, much to the satisfaction of
Jane and Harold.

About six months later Mr.
Walters was in the woods where
the men were downing a giant
oak. Mr. Walters was clear of
the large tree but as it fell into
a group of smaller trees, one of
the smaller trees struck Mr. Walt-
ers. Before they could get him to
a doctor he was dead.

This was a great shock to Jane
and she was under a physicians
care for a week. After she had re-
covered she had Harold tell of
their marriage.

In Mr. Walters will he left
every thing to Jane. By this Har-

old was given possession by a
deed issued by Jane to him.

Every thing went along nicely
for a year and a half except for
Harold's temper. It grew worse
but in spite of this, his love in-
creased for Jane. He was selfish-
ly in love with her. He would not
let her go any where for he want-
ed her near him all the time.

A few months later a baby boy
was born into the family and as
the res/alt Jane died. Her last
words to Harold were, ''Raise him
right." The death of Jane stun-
ned him and he became a weak-
ling. He forgot his work and his
duty to his small son.

For a week he was in this
state of mind but he finally re-
covered and began to think what
to do with the child. He hated it
because he felt as if the child
had caused the death of his wife.

He gave the child the best
treatment that a rough man could
give. The only reason he did so
was because of his love for Jane's
memory. But as for loving the
child he could not. He kept think-
ing that the child was responsible
for Jane's death.

The child was christened Har-
ry after its grandfather. As the
years went by and the boys grew
older his father hated him worse
He began beating him. Many a
night when sittmg by the fireside
Harry would ask his father to tell
him more about his dead mother.
Harold would become enraged
and fastened the child out of
doors no matter whether or not
it was raining or snowing.

This continued for many
months and the people in the
community began hearing of the
beatings that the child was re-
ceiving from his father.

Harold received manv letters
warning him that if he"^ did not

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quit beating the child that he
would be placed in the hands of
the law. This on^y increased
Harold's anger and he beat Harry
}iarder if that were possible.

One morning Harold got out of
bed and called Harry. He receiv-
ed no answer so he went in the
room where he slept but Harry
could not be found. For many
days he searched the woods and
country side, but in vain. He be-
came worried and returned to his
cabin. He went in, locked the
doors and sat down. For days he
sat and stared.

For seven days the work hands
had missed both Harold and the
boy. They became alarmed and
went to the house to find out the
trouble. They found all the doors
and windows locked, and the
shades were down. They thought
that he had gone away on a busi-
ness triy, so they went back to
work and waited for his return.

After three days they returned
to his cabin. Again everything
was locked. They decided to go
on in. They knocked the door
down and there heaped up in a
chair was Harold. His head never
so much as turned when the men
entered. His eyes were hollow,
his hair torn; he was as a living
skeleton sitting there. The men
stared. Finally one walked over
to him and touched him on the
shoulder. He jumped to his feet
as if someone had struck him with
a dagger, and ran toward the
door. A group of the men stopped
him. He groaned and then fell
to the floor. A mumbling sound
came to the men as they bent
over him.

'I'm innocent! I didn't do it."

he was saying in a low whisper.

"Innocent? Innocent of what?"

the men questioned. They picked

him up and laid him on the bed.

''Where is the boy?" asked a
man who was standing near by,

"Maybe if we could find him
he could tell us what is the mat-
ter," said another.

So a search about the house
was begun.

They expected to find him hid-
ing in a corner somewhere. After
searching a while without find-
ing any trace of him they be-
came frantic.

"Ask Adams where he is," sug-
gested one man.

One of the men went into the
cabin where Harold lay upon the
bed. He bent his head near to
Harold's ear and said, "Adams,
where is the boy?"

Harold started from the bed
but was held there by the man.

"I didn't do it! I'll swear be-
fore God I didn't do it! Let me
go! I want him."

Then the man thought. Had
Adam murdered his boy?

A man was called to watch
Harold from getting away. Out-
side the men gathered and began
a search for the body of Harry.
But they searched in vain. They
found no trace of a grave anv-
where. When they were a hun-
dred yards or more from the
house they heard the cries of
Harold. They rushed to the house
to quiet him and to gather more
information as to the where-
abouts of the boy.

They tried for hours to quiet
him but he would keep on yelling,
"I'm innocent. I did not kill him."

They called the sheriff and the
doctor. They came and the doc-
tor doped him so as to soothe his
nerves. He became quiet and was
carried to the jail at the county
seat.

Days, weeks, passed and all
Harold did was to yell 'I'm in-
nocent."

Page Eight

The day of the trial came and
still Harold would sit and stare
a while and then get up and run
over his cell like a maniac. Doc-
tors 'were brought to his cell to
quiet him with dope so that he
could be carried to the court
room. As the doctors entered his
cell Harold made a rush for the
door but was stopped by the jail-
er. He was placed on his cot un-
til the doctors had doped him.

After he haa Ibeen quieted he
was carried to the courtroom. It
was packed with spectators who
had traveled many a mile to see
this fiend. As Harold entered the
courtroom ho looked like a living
skeleton. His eyes were hallow,
his clothes were now too big for
him, his hair was stringy where
he had run his hands through
there many a time. He walked
down the aisle with a faltering
footstep. His lips were quivering,
he was twitching but all the time
his eyes v/ere set on the judge,
who partly held his fate. He was
ushered to the defendants chair
where he was to sit and go
through the ordeal of a long tire-
some trial.

He was asked if he had en-
gaged a lawyer. For a while he
remained in a deathly silence.
The whole room was very still ex-
cept for a few sobs from women
over the courtroom. After a few
minutes he said:

"I am innocent and I will len
God be my lawyer and prove my
innocence."

The judge now spoke: ''You
will need a lawyer during the
trial."

Harold sat there in silence. A
lawyer was chosen but he was
only one who had just started in
the profession and it seemed pret-
ty black for Harold.

The jury was selected and the

trial started. The state produced
many witnesses to prove that Har-
old had often beaten the child
into unconsciousness. As the trial
progressed Harold seemed to
come out of his stupor and take
interest in what was happening.
For three days the trial went
on and on the fourth day Harold
was to make a statement that was
all he had for his defense.

That morning the courtroom
was packed to capacity with peo-
ple eager to hear this man's
statement. Perhaps his statement
would mean his freedom or per-
haps it would only be another
step towards his doom.

At ten o'clock he sat down in
the witness chair. He told of his
beating the child and the reason
he beat him but he denied mur-
dering him. He said that on get-
ting up one morning he found him
gone. He said he thought maybe
he was hiding in the woods so he
searched for him. He then re-
turned home and it occurred to
him that he would be accused of
the murder and he said it nearly
ran him crazy. He finished his
statement with: "Now I have told
God's truth and I have a lighter
heart."

The judge charged the jury and
they retired for a verdict. And
after three hours of deliberation
the jury returned with a verdict
of guilty.

As Harold heard the verdict
he rose from his chair and rush-
ed towards the jury box onlv to
be stopped by a bailiff. He was
yelling 'T am innocent," over and
over. He was finally subdued and
taken to his chair where he was
to hear his sentence pronounced
upon him by the judge.

He sat there with his head
down and never said a word. The
judge then put the sentence of

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deatli upon him. As Harold heard
this he 'slumped to the floor un-
conscious. He was cared for by
a doctor and soon carried back
to his cell in the jail.

It was six days till the day of
electrocution and as each day
rolled around Harold grew weak-
er. He would neitner eat nor
armk. He would pace his cell,
moaning as a man in greatest of
pain. He was a pathetic figure
as he strolled over his cell. All
of his ;temper seemed to have
left him. He was as a wild ani-
mal, captured and beaten into
submiss-on. He seemed to realize
that a whole day may be ruined
by an impatient word, a prejud-
iced judgment, a hasty decision
or a fit of ungoverned temper.

It vv^as four days until he was
to be electrocuted. He was car-
ried from the county jail to the
death house at Milledgeville.
Here he was to await his doom.
Finally his last day on earth
came. He was so weak that he
could not talk. He would not
notice any one. As the warden
came into escort him to the chair
Harold tried to hide as a beaten
dog does from his master. He was
placed betvv^een two guards who
helped to support him. Here
Harold Adams began his death
march. They passed through a
narrow corridor that led them to
the death chamber. As tney en-
tered the room he gazed slowly
around the white walls and fin-
ally he brought his eyes down to
the chair that seemed to hold
open hands waiting for him. He
shirked as he thought what was
about to happen.

He was placed in the chair
and strapped. His hair was shav-
ed and the copper cap was plac-
ed upon his head. When asked if
he had anything to say he shook

his head for the negative.

The electrician was given the
signal to let the electricity ''fly".
As the electricity struck his bodv
he jumped and yelled ''June."
One time and his body slumped
over. The doctors pronounced
him dead after forty-five seconds.
Here Harold Adams paid with his
life for fits of anger which he did
not try to overcome.

After the death of Harold
Adams the community around
where he had lived grew peace-
ful again. The lumber company
was held up till a legal heir
could be found.

In a few years Harold was comx-
pletely forgotton. The lumber
company was not yet operating.
One day a young man walked into
the village and inquired if the
lumber camp was still running.^

''No," replied a native, "It ain't
run a bit since the owner was
electrocuted for the murder of
his kid."

A puzzled look came over che

boys face.

''Who was he?" he demanded.

"Harold Adams," one replied.

"Father," and that was all he
could say.

"Whose father?" one inquired.

For a while he remained silent
then he said: "Yes, Harold
Adams was my father. When I
was a young kid he beat me so
I ran away and have been in
Montana working on a ranch. I
returned hoping he had forgotten
and would be kind to me. And
now you tell me that he has been
electrocuted for killing me."

"Yes," replied a man.

So the law had taken the life
of a man that was innocent of the
crime. Nothing could be done.
The camp was however turned
over to Harry and he began his
work with full force.

Page Ten

Breaking the Neu;5 to Mother and Dad

By Christine Cole

''Why, hello, John dear, why
are you at home now? Your
mother and I were not expecting
you home for two weeks yet, but
we're glad you're here."

''1 know you were not expect-
ing me home, Dad, but you see I
got a little homesick so Prof. In-
gram told me I could come home
or go anywhere else I pleased."

''Well that certainly was nice
of your professor to give you such
a privilege and it is so nice of
you to come home to see your
old mother and dad too."

"How is my boy liking school
any way? Have you had any
stuck time?"

"Oh, I like the school very well,
cept they got some mighty hard
boiled teachers up there. And
as for stuck time, let me see, I
believe I got five hours one time."

"Oh, well, that isn't so hard. I
suppose you marked it off all
right?"

"No, dad you see I got stuck
on Saturday and there was a
special show in town Saturday
that I wanted to see, so instead
of working I decided to increase
my knowledge by seeing a nice
cultural picture."

"That's a fine thing to do, my
son, learn something that will
help you ever chance you get, but
you worked off your stuck time
Monday didn't you?"

"Really, dad, I didn't have
time Monday because I had
thirty-five hours when I arrived
at school Monday morning."

"Arrived at school Monday

morning! Where had you been?
Why were you arriving Monday
morning?"

"Don't get excited now dad,
thirty-five yours is not had for
just one time. You see, Saturday
evenmg after I got out of the
show I met one of my boy friends
He invited me to go with him to
Atlanta Saturday night to see the
boxmg matches. I would not have
gone but this boy was going to
box With an old graduate of the
A. & M. and he said he bet me
$75.00 he could whip. I told him
I didn't have but $45.00 to my
name, so I bet that. Well Tom, did
win so I gave him the last cent
I had at 9:30 Saturday night and
by 10:30 I was out on the road
trymg to catch a ride back to
the A. & M."

"I suppose you caught one very
easily, didn't you?"

"No, I didn't. And I was so
tired and weary I lay down on
the side of the road and went to
sleep, and when I awoke that
gold watch you gave me last
Christmas was gone."

"Oh, my darling John, come to
mother. And to think they might
have taken you."

"Well wait, dad, and I will
finish explaining. You see, I never
did catch a ride and it was Mon-
day morning before I reached
the A. & M."

"I wouldn't have thought it of
you John, but anyway you got
your time off didn't you?"

"Well I would have if they
hadn't given me fifty more hours."

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''Fifty more hours! Goodness
what were they for?"

''Nothing, I just got hungry so
I went down to a little store at
the foot of the hill about midnight
Tuesday night and broke in and
got me something to eat and just
enough cash to last me till I came
home. But somehow the Prof,
caught up with me and well,
this morning I had seventy-five
hours.

"My, did you ever get them
worked off?"

"No the Prof, said I needn't
mind about it. He said I could
leave them and pack my little
cracker box and come home and
see you all, or go anywhere else
I wanted to. He said it didn't
matter with him where."

"Well-er yes I-I see. You
came home didn't you? Come
with me my son."

Home Economics

The Home Economics depart-
ment is doing wonderful work
smce school opened.

The girls seem very enthusias-
tic over sewing and especially
cooking as we are all fond of
good things to eat.

We seniors have for the last
two weeks been cooking and serv-
ing candies and all kinds of cold
desserts. Miss Petty wants each
girl to practice these receipes dur-
mg quarterly holidays and send
a box of nice candies to a friend.

The girls are planning to make
in the sewing lab. many fancy
articles the second quarter and
have a bazaar near Christmas.
Our mothers and friends are go-
ing to be invited.

Almost all the girls are busy
sewing on the uniform dresses ex-
cept those who can persuade their
mothers to make the uniforms for
them. All girls will be in uniform
after the quarterly holidays.

We have several new articles
of equipment in the cooking lab,
and we think it one of the best de-
partments in the state.

Mozelle Cansler, '30.

We Wonder

If Mary Kate Cotton, really
picks cotton.

If Erline Kitchens, is a kitchen.

If Leonard Dennis, is a dentist.

If C. W. Montgomery, is the
city of Montgomery.

If Howard Wright, is ever
right.

If Clay Southerland, is really
clay in the South Land.

If Carl Smith, is a real black
Smith.

If Clara Bell, really is a bell.

If Mary Fullilove, is really full
of love.

If Sara Burns, ever burns.
A-

"Combs, will you tell me what
electricity is?" asked Mr. Bon-
ner.

"I did know, but I have for-
gotten," replied Combs, after a
moments hesitation.

"How unfortunate!" exclaim-
ed Mr. Bonner. "Only one man
ever knew what electricity is and
he has forgotten."

Pap^c Twelve

M}' Boy Friend^s Qirl Friend

By Herbert Walker

''Hello Jack," I said in greet-
ing to my pal.

''Ho," he answered sullenly.

"Say what is the matter? Has
your girl friend jilted you?" I
asked trying to appear innocent.

"No it isn't that."

"Well what is it them?"

"Aw forget it," he snapped.

I decided to try a more tactful
way of questioning my friend.

"Oh boy," I said. "Have you
seen the new girl that's moved in
next door?"

"Umph, what of it?" he growl-
ed. He being naturally fond of
good looking girls, began to show
some interest.

"She's a real beauty and oh, no
chance, she and I are all dated
up for the next two weeks," i re-
marked with pretended enthusi-
asm.

"So long Jack. I must write
letters now.- See you later."

I ran into the house and out
the backway. Oh leaping lizzards,
it worked. Jack was ringing the
door bell of our new neighbor's
house.

"May I speak to your daughter,
please?"

"I'm sorry but Mary is out.
Leave me your name and phone
number and I will have her call
you."

"Certainly," Jack replied and
made a perfectly good bow as he
handed her his address.

In the meantime I had attach-
ed some wires to the wiring of
Jack's house in such a manner
as to be able to hear any message
coming by phone. I waited as pa-
tiently as possible until seven
o'clock before I began to get re-
sults. I heard the phone ring.
Jack ansvv^ered and boy, the girl
could really talk! I learned from
their conversation that Jack had
invited her to accompany him to
his cousin Jane's party the fol-
lowing night. I rounded up the
gang including the girls and re-
ported the successful advance-
of our scheme. Every one was w ell
pleased with the results and pro-
mised to do all they could to pre-
vent a meeting of Jack and his
girl until time for the party.

It was dark when Jack called
by for his date and he did not
get a good look at her until they
were almost to Jane's house. As
they passed beneath an electric
lamp Jack noticed that she was
not Mary at all but Molly, the
girl he had quarreled with just
three nights ago. He stopped
suddenly.

"Molly," he gasped but could
not finish what he had started to
say.

"It's all right," she answered
sweetly, "I understand."

You may rest assured that there
was no Jack or Molly at the party
that night. They sat it out in a
secluded corner of the park.

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^

FARM NEWS "^

The A. & M. School farm con-
sist of 275 acres of land. 90 acres
of this amount are under cuJtiva-
tion. The remaining part is in
pasture and wooded land. Our
woods furnish fuel used at the
dining hail, posts for building and
repairing fences and luml-er for
various purposes.

The trustees of the Fourti::' Dis-
trict A. & M. School, at their
last meeting, agreed to set aside
10 acres as "Demonstration For-
est/' under the auspices of "Geor-
gia Forest Service." On this tract
of land may be found 30 differ-
ent varieties of trees. Some of the
most common trees found on this
lot are. Loblolly Pine, White
Oak, Spanish Oak, Red Oak,
Post Oak, Short Leaf Pine ar.d
Popular. There are a few Plum
and Wild Cherry trees.

The "Future Farmers" of the
A. & M. School may have the
pleasure of clearing, cleaning,
and plowing some of the fertile
land which is now covered |in
trees.

The pasture is being improved
from time to time. It now
has a variety of grasses grow-
ing in it, the most common
of which are lespedesa, dollar
grass, carpet grass, white clover
and Bermuda. The boys, who
worked on the farm during the
summer, enjoyed the pasture
since it has a beautiful spring,
which furnished them cold water
on hot days.

We have splendid crops which
have not as yet been harvested.

The students are still enjoying
fresh string beans, corn, tomatoes,
okra, pepper and turnip greens
from the school garden.

^ ORGANIZATIONS

^

Senior Class Officers

Edgar Bryant President

Sarah Burns Vice-Preslderr

Earline Kitchens Secretary

Motto: "We are now becoming
what we are to become."
Colors: Pink and Green.

Junior Class Officers

Herbert Walker President

Emmett Skelton Vice-President
Bonnie Tell Secty. & Treas.

Sophomore Class Officers

Paul Brock ^_^ President

Buck New Vice-President

D. O. Bryant Secretary

Freshmen Class Officers

Claude Sellers President

Ruby Smith Secty-Treasurer

Hawthorne Literary Society-
Ben Monfort President

Amos Chambers Vice-Pres.

Earline Kitchens Secretary

Ciceronian Literary Society

Howard Wright President

Mary Fullilove Secty-Treas.

Glee Club Officers

Russell Hesterley President

Mary Neely Vice-Pres.

D. O. Bryant Secy-Treas.

Hiking Club Officers

Bevenia Bryant President

Mary Neely Secy-Treas.

Leaders: Grace Creel, Mozelle
Cansler, Earline Kitchens, Cyn-
thia Winston.

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spirit of Halloween

Page Fifteen

CLASS ROLLS

SENIOR ROLL

Louise Austin.
Rudy Ayers
Winford Banks
Agnes Burdette
Edgar Bryant
Sara Burns
Clara Bell
Mozelle Cansler
Joe Crouch
Votice Carter
Jewel Caldwell
Amos Chambers
Clara Caldwell
Osmer Crawford
Christine Cole
Grace Creel
Mary Kate Cotton
Roswell Daniel
Leonard Dennis
J. C. Fendley
Julian Fincher
Mary Fullilove
Mose George
Harris Gibson
Ezel Gladney
Buvenia Heath
Whit Hamrick

Dora Horsley
Lester Jones
Earline Kitchens
Laura Lee
Francis Lett
Ruth Lovvorn
Pauline McCrary
Reese McLendon
Mary Moore
Verla Moore
Thelma Moore
C. W. Montgomery
George Newman
Leona Merrell
J. B. Neill
Dent Robison
Charlie Silley
Mable Simpkins
Georgia Shadinger
Carl Smith
Ruth Shadinger
Clay Southerland
Gladys White
Pauline White,
Howard Wright
Sara Walker
Thomas Miller

Myrtle Hannah
Elmer Huggins
Zelma Johnson

Wilbur Rowe
Mary Neely

JUNIOR ROLL

Franklin Adams
Loyd Andrews
Joe Banks
Esom Barfield
Wayne Banks
Lillian Burson
Myrtle Barnes
A. J. Broom
Fred Brown
JnLerman Brown
Lawton Cranford
Ruby Crawford
Lera Crews
Paul Coker
Dessie Dorrough
Francis Erwin
Johnnie Heath
Chas. Hollingsworth
Russell Hesterly
Glenn Jordan

Lamar Johnston
Bratton Davies
Ben Monfort
Opal Morris
Clinton Mullins
Elvys Payton

Luther Payton
irvm Philnps
Merton Woods
Mercer Rowe
Jewel Shelnut
Winnie Sands
Emmett Skelton
Albert Spence
Ney Spence
Will Stallings
Bonnie Teel
Norman Stewart
Herbert Walker
Geo. Winston

SOPHOMORE ROLL

Bessie Ashmore
Reese Ballard
Calaway Brook
Paul Brock
O. D. Bryant
Walter Brown
Joe Bohannon
Buvenia Bryant
Paul Brown
Miriam Burns
Fletcher Cooley
Ralph Combs
Loy Cole
Samuel Fields
Herbert Gray
Gladys Harris
Marion Harmari
Carlton Johnson
Charles Jones
Grace Karr

Malcom Music
Glenn Karr
Charles Lyle
Edna McGuire
Katherine Mote
Ralph Payne
Buck New
Ralph Ray
Delbert Smith
Harold Smith
Homer Smith
Kenneth Sewell
Maunena Stephens
James Spruell
Louise Vance
Howard Stephens
Catherine Scudder
Lee Winkle
Freida Walker

FRESHMAN ROLL

Billy Boggs
Clara Crews
B. A. Evans
Laura Goldin
Charles Lee
Beuna Muse
Joseph Cohan
Wynell Neill
Maynard Payton
George Pike
Gladys Rowe
Lucille Rooks
Bill Reid

Pal Robinson
Lewis Riggs
Ruby Smith
Daisy Rowe
Claude Sellars
E. C. Smartt
Zelma Talley
Rowe Walker
Richard Redden
Eugene Fuller
Hugh Threadgill
Tommie Shoemake
Weyman Kaylor

BUSINESS STUDENTS

Mary Baker
Winford Banks
Walter Brown
Eason Barfield
Joe Crouch
Amos Chambers
Frances Erwine

Earline Kitchens
Frances Lett
Pauline McCrary
C. W. Montgomery
Wilber Rowe
Charlie Sillay

Pa^c S'Lvtcoi

ALUMNI PAQE

It is the purpose of the Aggie
Staff to print each month an ar-
ticle or letter written by some
member of the Alumni Associa-
tion. We are pleased to publish
a letter from Ernie Adamson,
lawyer of New York City, and M.
H. Hughs, insurance agent of
Presidio, Texas.

Miss Zelma Barr,

Carrollton, Ga.

Dear Miss Barr:-

I appreciate very much your
letter of September 25th. I thmk
that your magazine will be very
helpful to the school. The
Alumni page will, no doubt, en-
courage many of the old students
to take an interest in the school.
I feel somewhat flattered and em-
barrassed at your invitation to
write the first article for the
Alumni page, being unaccustom-
ed as I am to making public
speeches or writing articles for
publication makes it a hard job.
I suggest that you insert this let-
ter in lieu of a formal article.

I look back with great pleasure
to my school days at the A. &
M. The acquaintences made there
will always rem.ain friends to me
and I hope that they all feel the
same way about it. I have at-
tended quite a number of schools
and, based upon my practical ex-
perience since going out to work
on my own hook, I am sure that
the training of the A. & M. has
done more toward helping me get
along in the world than that re-
ceived at any other school.

My father and mother were
both strong supporters of the A.
& M. and I have every reason to

be deeply attached from a senti-
mental viewpoint.

There is also another very
human reason why the A. & M.
should be such a good school.
I devoted a good many Saturdays
toward the physical improvement
of the grounds during my atten-
dance there. I had two very regu-
lar companions and assistants in
th's work ; one was Uke Hay and
the other Wewlin Horton. Profes-
sor Sanders superintended our
operations but I do not believe
that any one of us could get a
recommendation in writing from
him.

Every student is faced with the
problem of making a living and
m the struggle to succeed it is
difficult to keep in touch with all
of your friends and your school.
I hope that your Alumni page
will induce other students to con-
tribute letters so that all of us
m.ay read and keep indirectly in
touch.

It is my ambition to move back
to Carrollton to live and if ever I
become financially able I expect
to do so.

With kind regards to all, I

remam

Very truly yours,

Ernie Adamson,

My Dear Friends:

I do not know how to begin and
if I did I would not know how
to quit, so what am I to do?

In the fall of 1918 I started to
the 4th A. & M. I was a big man
the day I entered chapel for the
first time. I was ''It" if you want
to know. In about two weeks I
received a very pleasant com-

Pagc Seventeen

ma.nd to go to the field and cut
some silage. After I had worked
about two hours I had four big
blisters in my hand and was some
smaller than when I first start-
ed to A. & M.

However, I was determined to
see how big I was or how small,
one or the other, and I am sure
all my teachers can tell you how
small I was when I received my
dip in 1922. It was not the teach-
ers fault because they all tried
to pound a few things into my
very hard coconut, but they had
very poor success. I remember
Miss Monroe (Mrs. Ingram it is
now) more than any, because I
thought she delighted in making
a monkey of me in front of the
class. But I will never get
through thanking her for what
she did because I have found that
what she taught and drilled into
me was more practical than any
teacher I ever had. I love all my
teachers, but am partial to Mrs.
Ingram, and w^ant to congratulate
Mr. Ingram on his catch.

August 1922, I went to Atlanta,
to Draughan's Business College,
from there to working in a Fire
Insurance office, and here, flirting
with the pretty girls was my most
successful job. The office work
proved to be for some one else
and not me on account of my
health, so here I am in the Big
Bend country of Texas where
men are men and the women love
them.

I can not begin to tell you my
experiences since I have been
here, but must say this is a won-
derful county and I love it more
every day. I have traveled over
most of the Big Bend section since
I have been here, and will never
wonder any more why people feel

so free in this part of the world.
The Davis mountains would be
an eye-full for any artist and a
paradise for lovers of nature and
wild things. The country along
the Rio Grande is very rough
mountains, rocks and desert
plants are all you see. Think of
it I love those too. You would
too if you could take your sweetie
for just one ride over these roads
on a moon light night. Honest, it
does not seem real, but there is
a reflection on the mountains and
rocks that make them look soft
and inviting. Those who for any
reason might have troubles or sor-
row they seem to say, ''why are
you that way ? "And the first thing
you know you will be smiling.
Troubles do not belong out here
on a moon light night. To all you
boys who are trying to get your
girls to say yes, bring them out
here and one night will make
every thing lovely.

The beautiful night gives me
another thought which is this:
The honest, straightforward men
and women are in great demand
and the 4th A. & M. is a great
place to get your training. I am
very glad to say that all of the
boys and girls that have left the
4th are making a success, thcit is
ail of them I know, of courso there
are exceptions to all rules and I
am_ the exception in this case. But
I do cherish the memory of the
friends I made and the time I
spent at the A. & M.

Here is trusting that the great-
est prep school in the State of
Georgia will go on and on, never
havmg the slightest knowledge
of defeat, but that she may be
thoroughly familiar with holding
the torch that leads them all.
Yours truly,

M. H. Hughs,

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Athletics

In what promises to be the
greatest game of the season for
Carrollton and Carroll county, the
local A. & M. eleven meets the
college team from Bowdon on the
Carrollton High School field at
3:30 p. m. Friday.

Not many years have passed
since Bowdon College inaugurat-
ed football. Since then four
games have been payed between
txie two rivals and the Aggies
have been victorious in three.
Their one defeat was in 1927
when the collegians went home
With the large end of a 13 to
score.

This year, however, Bowdon is
boastmg of a team capable of
playing up the debt of vengence
to any of its former foes. Not
one game has been lost by Coach
Harris' team this season and their
showing against Piedmont Col-
lege and Birmingham Southern
Frosh has been impressive. The
Aggies have won from Decatur
and Powder Springs A. & M.
while they lost to the Clarksville
Aggies 6 to 0. Clarksville, how-
ever, defeated Riverside Military
Academy, the leading contender
for the G. LA. A. title.

The Aggies will be weakened
considerably by the loss of three
varsity players. Eason Barfield,
guard is out with three broken
ribs. Winston, half-back, is con-
fined to his home in West Point
with illness. Smith, varsity half
for two years has been made in-

eligible by the faculty along with
two others. Nevertheless, the Ag-
gies will fight hard and a credi-
table showing is expected.

The probable line-up for the
Aggies follows:

Wright, le, Bryant, It., George
Ig., Skelton, c. Chambers, i^g.,
Rowe, rt., Gibson, re. Crouch, fb.,
Miller, rhb. Daniells, qb.. New,
Ihb.

A

The Aggies vs. The Aggies

After two weeks of hard scrim-
mage and signal drill twenty-two
husky amb.tious football players
left Friday Oct., 11, at eleven
o'clock for Powder Springs with
Qothmg on tueir minds but ''bring-
ing home the bacon" and by hard
fighting they were abe to do so.

The battle started at two
o'clock with Gibson and Wright
at ends, Bryant and Rowe at
tackles, Barfield and George at
g"uard and Brown at center. Couch
at fullback, Daniels at quarter,
and Wiston and D. O. Bryant at
half. The battle raged for al-
most a quarter without either
side scoring or gaining very much
ground. The Aggies kept the
Powder Springs team well back
in their teritory. The Powder
Springs team had to punt fre-
quently and Daniels, taking one
of these punts in the latter part
of the first quarter made a very
nice run with ten other men
blocking and paving the way for

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his touchdown, a 60 yard run.

Neither goal was thre'ltened
again until the last quarter of the
game when Daniels caught a
short pass and with Rowe's aid
made a thirty yard run for an-
other tally. Crouch took the ball
over for the extra point. The
Powder Spi^ngs team realizing
they were beat started passing
and trying in vain to score while
Crouch intercepting one of their
passes raced down the field 90
yards for the last score of the
day. Coach Luckey was well
pleased over the 21 to victory.
Howard Wright,

Aggies Defeat Decatur High

On Oct. 18, Coach Luckey and
his "Red Devils" went to Decatur
with nothing on their minds but
victory.

From the opening whistle the
Aggies began their mighty march
down the field. Crouch, the dash-
ing fullback, received the ball
and was alone when he stumbled
and fell and was covered by sev-
eral Decatur players.

Neither team did much gaining
until about the middle of the
quarter when Daniels received a
pass and ran about fifteen yards.
This put the ball on Decatur's
six yard line, where it was bucked
over by the mighty Crouch. The
extra point was added by Crouch
over the line.

The Aggies defence was weak
during the second quarter and by
hard plugging and fast running
Decatur scored and by the aid of
the refree the extra point was
given them

When the second half opened
the Aggies came back on the field
with fight in their eyes and start-
ed the second march down the
field, which was ended when a

long pass from Crouch to Gibson
was completed over the goal line.
The extra point was added when
Danniel's drop kick was complet-
ed. This made the score 14 to 7 in
favor of the Aggies.

The game raged on with
neither team gaining much
ground and ended with the ball
m possession of the Aggies on
Decatur's thirty-seven yard line.
The stars for the Aggies were
Crouch and Gibson, and for De-
catur, the refree and head line-
men.

The line up for the Aggies was,
bkelton, center, Chambers, If
Barfield, rg., Bryant, rt., Rowe It '
Gibson, re., Wright le., Daniels!
quarter. Miller, rh., Winston If
Crouch, fb. ' ''

Substitutes: George for Chamb-
bers; Hamrick for Bryant.

By Clinton Mullins '31

A

W^hether he was right or
whether he was wrong, the heart
o the world went out in sym-
pathy to Reigles, center for Uni-
versity of Southern California,
who recovered a fumble and ra.i
towards his own goal line, while
tnousands in the Kose Bowl rose
to their feet and prayed for him
to stop. But Reigles did not stop
until one of his team-mates had
rinaily overtaken and downed
mm on their own one yard line.

Before the echoes of the
throngs in the Rose Bowl had died
down news of the tradegy was
spread to the four corners of
the world. While in the Rose
Bowl the "Golden Bears" took
this fabblmg blow like a harden-
ed soldier. Soldiers they were for
not in one single play did their
high spirits fall. Instead they
took on renewed energy and

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fought as never before.

Fate, it seemed, was against
the ''Golden Bears," for when the
sixty minutes of battling was up,
they were behind just one point,
and as the eleven California play-
ers, (tears running down their
cheeks), walked off the field, no

one in the world could have felt
the same as Keigles, of the "Gold-
en Bears."

Fate, it seems had not played
her complete role, for now, as we
all know, Keigles is the captain
of that mighty eleven, known as,
the Golden Bears.

Emmett Skelton '31.

Why Teachers Turn Gray

"1 didn't hear the bell. No'am
I didn't coppy his paper. We
studied together."

Somebody did me a mighty
wrong."

''Did we have anything to
write today? Where's the lesson?
My book is lost, I couldn't study."

'|May I go back to my room and
get my pencil? May I move back,
it's too cold here.

"Please don't call on me today.
Don't you think I should have a
B instead of an F.?"

"Let's don't have any class to-
day."

"Have we got to study for a
test? Please find out whether or
not anyone has seen my books.
They're all lost."

"Where's the lesson? Please
repeat the question."

"Did we have anything to
write in our History note book?"

"What experiment did you say
that we would have next?"

"May I pull down the window^
I'm freezing to death."

Leona Merrell '30.

THE LONG AND THE SHORT OF IT

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C. Rowe: "1 lay my fortune at
your feet."

Cynthia Winston: ''Your For-
tune?"

Rowe: ''Well, yes. But it isn't
much of a fortune, but it v/ill
look large beside those tin\^ feet."

* * *

Mary Fullilove: (looking very
worried) "Where's my Jo Jo."

* * =r

She has named her bull dog
Hoover, because he ran for the

president.

* * *

Benedict's Bridge

Before I married Maggie dear

I was her pumpkin pie,
Her precious peach, her honey
lamb.

The apple of her eye.
But after years of married life,

This thought I pause and utter:
Those fancy names, are gone

And now I'm just her bread
and butter.

* * *

Mr. Lucky: (after long winded
proposition) "Now class we have
X equals 0."

Sarah Walker: "Gee all that
work for nothing.

* * *

Boy: "What makes the world
go round?"

His father: "Say bo,> haven't I
told you to stay out of the cellar."

Mr. Bonner: "Bevenia what is
the mouth of a grasshopper call-
ed?"

Buvenia: ('straightening up in
chair) "Abdomen."

Something in a Name

It is said that a young lady by
the name of Adaline Moore in-
vented the postscript.

* * *

They say a good way to keep
happy is to sing at your work."

"Well my dad is out of luck,
then."

"How come?"

"He's a glass blower!"

Mr. Maddox: "What is a truck
farm."

Jack Davies: "It's a place
where they raise trucks."

Fincher; "What do Flor"dians
call Florida?"

Pauline Mc. : "I don't know."

Fincher: "Florida of course."

Fincher: "What do people of
Ireland call potatoes?"

Pauline: "Potatoes."

Fincher: "Don't call'em, they
dig 'em."

* * *

I want my dime back.
Trinkle, trinkle little star.

Just above the trolly car,
How I wonder, if this car

Should jump the track
Would I get my dime back.

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''You must'nt ask so many ques-
tions Wright. Don't you knov
that curosity once killed a cat?"

''Why? What did the cat want
to know?"

* * *

Mr. Ingram: "Yes, I advertis-
ed for a boy. You look to be
about what I need. Do you
smoke?"

Evans: "No, thanks, but I'll
take an ice cream soda if you
don't mind."

* * *

Mr. Harman: "Mose, how many
many seasons are there?"

Mose: "Three."

Mr. Harman: "Only three?
What are they?"

Mose: "Football, bjf^sketbalL
and baseball."

* * *

Freshmen stood on the burning
deck;

But as far as I could learn.
They stood in perfect safety.

They were too green to burn.

Mr. Ingram was scheduled for
an address on the subject. "Three
Reasons why the World is Grow-
ing Worse." Old Ed. Bryant read
the poster over and over. The
title appealed to him. The admis-
sion charge was twenty-five cents,
but the lecture ought to be worth
it. Yes, old E. B. was going to
brush up on his favorite subject.
He bought himself a ticket for a
seat on the front row. The ticket
read, "Three Reasons Why the
World is Growing Worse," Admit
one.

Mr. Harman: "Paul do yo'j.
know what little mice do?"
Paul: "Naughty."
Mr. Harman: "Correct."

:}: * *

Georgraphy was proving very
hard for Mary. She did not like
it and was sure that she could
not get it. Her teacher had tried
in several ways to interest her
and to encourage her, but with
no success. Mary's report card
showed fair work in other sub-
jects but failure or barely passing
work in geography.

Finally her teacher, as a last
resort, sent a note to Mary's
mother asking for cooperation
at home in a special effort to im-
prove the girl's work in geogra-
phy.

The next morning Mary show-
ed no evidence of having more
interest in her geography or of
having put forth more efforts on
i;hat subject. Neither did she bring
a reply to the note. And so the
teacher kept her a moment after
the regular time for dismissal and
asked what her mother had said
after receiving the note.

"Well, I'll tell you what she
said," replied Mary. "She said
that she wanted me to get enough
in geogriaphy to pass but that
was plenty. She said that she was
never able to get geography but
that she's married, and that her
sister, my aunt Emma, could
never get geography and she's
been married twice. She said, too,
that you might know lots of geo-
graphy but that you are not mar-
ried and probably never will be.
So there."

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