Don't Forget the  
School Picnic  
Monday, May 2  

i FRESHMAN NUMBER  
ER  

Cossack Chorus  
Will Be Here  
Saturday Evening  
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Vol.. VI  	 
COLLEGE VIEW, LINCOLN, NEBRASKA, A PRI L  28, 1932  	 No.  31  
FRESHMAN EEK AT  UI  

      

  
ON  

    
WE SYMPATHIZE  
I  used to think that I would like to be the editor of some small  
paper for about a year and I would make something out of it. I had  
the idea that all the editor-in-chief had to do was to tell one of his  
assistant editors to go get some article and have it put in the next  
issue. I firmly believed that the editor had to think of the subjects  
he wanted articles about and then tell someone that he was to  
write the article and hand it in by, some set time and that was  
that. I thought that he always got the articles in on time and never  
had to worry about some article that was a little late. I used to think  
that everyone was anxious to write something just to see it in print  
with their names under or over it to prove to the world that they  
were journalists. I used to think that people would walk into the office  
and ask for an article to write about then have the thing completed 
and corrected several times before the set date for its being printed.  
I had the picture of an editor in a easy chair with his feet propped  
on the desk and a glass of iced water by his side and him reading  
an interesting story that had been handed him to put in his paper.  
In my mind I saw people running into the editor's office with big  
rolls of copy and I saw the editor look them over in a glance and  
then scratch some kind of a mark on it and the bearer would rush  
right out and have the copy in the paper in five minutes or less. But  
always the editor sat in an easy chair with very little to do and  
all day to do it in. Oh! for the life of an editor-1 thought.  
It was such a bgautiful picture that I made up my mind to be- 
come an editor and let other people do my work just like the real  
editors in the big cities had others do their work. And wonder of  
wonders! I finally became the editor-in-chief of a small college paper  
for one issue. At last my dreams were realized. Now I could tell.  
others just what to do and how to do it. They would run to me with  
both hands full of copy and just beg me to print the stuff and I  
would sit there arid tell them that the paper was already full and that  
I  did not have any more room for their copy. If they wanted it to be  
printed they would have to get it in earlier in the week. I saw people  
just crying because I would not print the story that had taken them  
the awful length of time to write .   up in such perfect order..Even after  
I became editor-in-chief I still had this idea in my poor little head.  
I called the assistants together and told them just what to do  
and whom to give the articles. They did all of that and then came  
back for more. Everything was working just the way I wanted it.  
Now I could think of a few more headings to write about and that  
would be all till the type was set.  
(Continued on page two)  
CALENDAR OF EVENTS  
Friday,  April 29  
Sunset  	  7:21 p. m.  
Church Choir Rehearsal  	  7:00 p.  
Gospel Workers' Seminar ....6:45 p. m.  
M. V. Meeting  	   8:00  p. m.  
Saturday, April  30  
Men's Prayer Club  
Sabbath School Song  

Russian Co s ss ua nc d k a,M 
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  Cossacks  Chorus 	 Tu  

	 
8:00 p.  	 .  
Chorus  	  4:00 p. m.  Quidnunc  	  6:00 pc ni.  
Vocal Ensemble  	  7:30 p. m.  
Monday, May 2  
	  9:30 a. m.  Picnic  
c estra 	 - 7:30 p.  m  
(church  	  7:45 a. m.  
S. S. Teachers' Meeting  	  9:15 p. m.  

	 
Service    9:45 a. m.  
Sabbath School  	 10:00 5. m.  
Church Service ...  	 I 1:00 S. ITI.  Mission Bands  	  2:15  p.   m.  
Village Y. P. Meeting  	 3:15 p. m,  

Tuesday, May 3  Vocal 	Ensemble  	   
Wednesday, May  
Young  Men's Club  	   Ybung  Women's Club  	   
Village Prayer Meeting  	   

7:30   p. 
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U COLLEGE LIBRARY  EX  
HOMESICKNESS IS  
KILLED BY KINDNESS  
What a Freshman Feels Like  
When Coming to Union  
For the First Time  
BY GRACE HACKETT  
At about 4:10 Sunday afternoon, Sep- 
tember 13, I bade my parents goodbye  
and boarded the bus. I was both happy 
and sad at this time—happy because I  
was at last about to realize my long- 
looked-for opportunity, going to Union,  
and sad because of the thought of having  
to be separated from my people for nine  
long months. It seemed too much at once  
to be drawn away from home and par- 
ents after spending all my previous life  
with them constantly.  
After a time I forgot about the de- 
pressing picture and looked only upon  
the 'bright side. I was thrilled to think  
that at last I would be able to attend a  
college of my own faith, to have Christ- 
ian associates, to be able to take part 
in all the activities. In public grade and  
high school, I had often stayed home  
from activities because they were on Fri- 
day nights. Now, too, I would have  
church privileges. 'We had always lives  
in small towns where there was no Ad- 
ventist church; in fact, many times we  
were the only believers in this faith. We  
would study the Sabbath school lesson  
and Bible at home alone unless there  
was some other interested soul in town.  
The bus rambled right along all the  
time. The farther from home we were,  
the older and more responsible_ I felt. Ai  
there was a very sociable and jolly  
"bunch" on the bus, I soon became in- 
grossed in the conversation. There were  
several sailors on the bus, one of whom  
brought down his suitcase to show L  
many curios, pictures, and linens fro  
China. As it was getting late, many of  
are passengers lay down to sleep. I fixes  
myself comfortably, but did not sleep  
a wink the whole .   night.  
We arrived at the Lincoln at arout  
5:20 Monday morning. I inquired about  
the street cars going to College View  
and found out that they did not run  
until later. (Before I left home, Mother  
wanted to write the dean a note telling  
her to have somebody meet me at the  
station, but I prevailed upon her not .to  
do it, because I did not want the Un- 
ionites to think I was a' baby. I have  
found out since, however, that I would  
not have been considered a baby, for  
even one of the boys wrote just such  
a request.  
(Continued on page tour)  
FRESHMAN BOYS  
AT UNION  
George Bailey, Lincoln, Nebr. George  
is a local boy making good, he is quiet,  
ambitious, and likes to study.  
Dave Bieber, Anoka. S. Dakota. A  
fine fellow this Dave, even if he did come 
from Dakota.  
Harry Bradley, Lincoln, Nebraska.  
Student, ball player, bookkeeper, banker,  
etc. Thefe is nothing Harry can't do and  
do well.  
Allen Brands, Kansas City, Missouri.  
What a town and what a product. Al  
is a dandy athlete and also a good stu- 
dent.  
Robert Brown, Boulder, Colorado.  
Bob untangled himself from the rocks  
and crags of the Rockies to come to  
college. That proves that he is at least  
ambitious.  
Phillip Bulgin, West Africa, Phillip  
comes from the country in which jazz  
originated, but he neither likes nor has  
time for the American carbon copy of it.  
Melvin Campbell, Hastings, Nebr. Mel  
says he used to play football and so do  
all the guys that have played basketball  
with him.  
Everett Coleman, Rifle, Colo. Everett  
hails from Rifle but he does all his shoot- 
ing with a coal shovel now.  
Claude Dorman, Greeley, Colo. He  
can play the part of an Englishman so  
well that he ought to be on the stage.  
Dean Duffield, Des Moines, Iowa.  
Young, lanky, thoughtful, and studious is  
Dean, He is a trigonometry shark but  
motorcycles are his hobby.  
Harold Schmidt, Wellington, Cola  
Harold is one of the farm lads that stu- 
dies hard, works hard, and is an all  
around good fellow.  
(Continued on page four)  

Latin American  
Life by Teacher  
(Editor's note: This is the second of a  
series of articles on missionary experi- 
ences as told by Mrs. Christianson, Un- 
ion College language teacher. These ar- 
ticles will be of special interest to those  
who are looking forward to mission work  
in Spanish-speaking countries.)  
it was not unto we were some U1Slcillt.e  
irom land and viewed some or tue °wet  
passengers that we were led to realize  
chat we were indeed separating ourseive;  
iroin one country, custom and civiozat.on  
and were entering another country with  
its distinct customs and different stand- 
ardi of civilization.  
On board, there was a Chicago bride  
and groom taking their honeymoon to  
Panama. A young man from Glasgow,  
Scotland, was on his way to l'alara,  
Peru, to enter the services of the English  
oil industries there. A Mexican opera  
singer was on his way to the City of  
the Kings (Lima) to be engaged for a  
few evenings of entertainment. Opposite  
us at the dining table always sat the  
Japanese ambassador to Peru.  
Last, but not least, I will mention the  
one thousand Japanese women on their  
way to Peru to be wed. The greater part  
of them were going on faith that a good  
husband had been chosen for them, as  
the ceremonies were being arranged b.y  
agents .for that purpose. There were also 
a number of Chinese and Hindi! pas- 
sengers.  
You can understand after I have enum- 
erated these cosmopolitan travelers that  
we felt pretty much in a foreign country  
and that we were already being accli- 
mated, I began to wonder which lang- 
uage we should learn, or if it would be  
possible to learn any among the none- 
understandable expressions that arose at  
all times on all sides.  
We gradually got out into deep wa- 
ter, where some who had never tried  
sailing before found they had lost their  
appetites, and in fact lost their interest  
in what they had eaten just a few hours  
before. But, the "Gingu Maru" being a  
freight ship to quite large dinknsions  
did not sway so much in the quiet Paci- 
fic's waves.  
It was but a few days' trip to Man- 
zaulea, Mexico, where we were really  
initiated into Latin-American life. A re- 
volution was raging in Mexico at the  
time of the visit there. (It would be a 
thing of interest to visit Mexico when 
there was not a revolution.) The poverty,  
ignorance, and filth in existence was  
enough to cause us to feel that our ocean  
trip could advantageously end there and  
our mission work begin in the land of  
the Aztecs instead of traveling farther  
south to the land of the Incas. We  
played the part of good travelers by buy- 
ing a few species of fruit brought out  
by natives to the ship in little dugout  
canoes. We also entertained native div- 
ers with our pennies.  
Our next stop was at Colon, the Paci- 
fic entrance of Panama Canal. We were  
pleasantly entertained by the workers of  
the Central American Division. We vis- 
ited the great locks from Colon on one  
end to Cristobal on the other and mar- 
velled at the great accomplishment of man  
in constructing such gigantic works in  
the face of opposing nature. The tropi- 
cal city of Panama had its allotments  
even to the age-old custom of Edenic  
clothing worn by negro children up to  
eight years old.  
Our journey south continued to Quito,  
Equador and then on to Trujillo, Peru.  
We had sent a telegram to Pastor Wm.  
Miller to meet us at the port of Trujillo.  
It was indeed a treat to see their faces  
glow with joy at seeing Americans re- 
cently from the "Home Land, -  Already  
we, too, began to think It would be a  
great event to see some one from the  
states, to whom we could tell  some  of  
our experiences.  
Two days later the words "Callao, a  
la vista -  were sounded several times  
bright and early in the morning. The  
words meant "Callao can be seen." At  
last after twenty-two days on board the  
"Gingu Maru" we arrived at Callao, the  
port of Lima, Peru. Yes, we were in the  
"Land of Manana," and it took us al- 
most till manana (tomorrow) before the  
Peruvian officers and other officials  
granted us permission to disembark,  
(Continued on page four)  

1  he senate adopted a resoitution to  
authorize a joint commission as recom- 
mended by President Hoover to study  
reorganization ot the government depart- 
ments,  
phis coming August, there will be a  
total 'eclipse ot the sun for just ninety- 
nine seconds, and science announced ii  
is ready with thousands of dollars worth  
of instruments and equipment. Successful  
tests are practically certain, because air- 
planes will carry observers above any  
clouds which might obscure vision.  
Chinese reports from northeast Hupeh  
province said an earthquake April 6 took  
a terrible toll, "several tens of thousands  
of persons perishing.'" The dispatches con- 
cluded that the quake had been."a terrible  
visitation upon the people who already  
have suffered untold plundering from  
communists and bandits."  
Britain's expectation of a revision or  
cancellation of war debts this year was  
clearly indicated by Neville Chamberlain, 
chancellor of the exchecquer, in introduc- 
ing his 1932-33 budget in the house of  
commons. Chamberlain said that "Britain  
.stands for general all around cancellation.  
He said he had not included in his es- 
timated receipts anything from repara-
tions of war debts owed to Britain by  
her dominions and former allies, and like- 
wise had made no provision to meet pay- 
ment of Britain's war debt to the U. S.  
Chile has gone off the gold standard  
officially, after nine months of unsuc- 
cessful efforts to maintain the peso at  
par thru rigid control of purchases of  
foreign exchange in the legitimate mar- 
ket.  

Jantuel  aeaoury, counsel ot tne 1 -10 -  
stainer Legisiature  	 invesayai-  
mg New r orK politics, claims tnat in- 
spectors ot the bureau or Weights anu  
Measures were drawing  their  pay with- 
out testing the scales in shops, and mak- 
ing out false reports to cover their de- 
ficiency.  
Charles G. Dawes attacked the $2,000,- 
000,000  -- soldiers bonus bill before  the  
house ways 'and means committee. He  
said the measure would so inflate cur- 
rency "that general confidence in the  
country would be destroyed."  
Four students were arrested and con- 
siderable property damage was reported  
after a wild demonstration in which 3,000  
Harvard university undergraduates parti- 
cipated. They were repulsed by police  
with tear bombs.  
Sixteen students in the University of  
Missouri were suspended indefinitely, af- 
ter investigation by the disciplinary com- 
mittee of the university of the student  
shooting March 22 in which one youth  
was seriously wounded and two others  
shot. The shooting climaxed a campus  
feud between laws and engineers. Acid  
thrown at a ballot box during a campus  
election burned four University of Min- 
nesota students, one severely.  
President Hoover and leaders of the  
republican controlled senate appeared to  
be approaching an open break on the  
economy issue. The administration re- 
sents the senate's apparent determination  
to make flat 10 percent reductions in the  
appropriation bills for all government  
departments.  

Weekly Review of World Affairs  
BY HAROLD LINCOLN  

Bookmen Can Be  
Real Entertainers 
UNION'S FRESHMAN  
SABBATH SCHOOL  

                        
"Wow! where's. the music coming  
from? Boy that sounds great. Say, it's in  
the dining room. What's going on?  
"What's the idea of changing the din-,  
ing room all around? The tables are ar- 
ranged in two straight lines on both sides  
of the room, with a short table !ii the  
center toward the eastern end. The main  
part of the center of the room is blank.  
What's the grand idea, anyway? Miss  
Lankford isn't even seating the diners I'll  
bet this is gonna be great."  
The music that was heard came ficm  
a string quartette composed of Theodora  
Ridgeway, Wallace Nethery, Della Kre•  
mer. and Clayoma Engel. Miss Ada Wil- 
liams played the piano accompaniment.  
The music was a real treat.  Many  of the  
students were wishing that there would  
be such music for every dinner.  
After most of the diners had been seat- 
ed, there was a pause as Pastor Camp- 
bell offered the blessing, after which the  
music and eating continued for a spell  
until most of the victuals had been con- 
sumed.  
Brother Collins, the new Central Un- 
ion field missionary secretary, formerly  
of the Illinois Conference, acted as  
boastmaster and announced the first song.  
It was a special song written for the  
colporteurs called "The Bookman Rally  
Song," sung to the tune of "The Battle  
Hyinn of the Republic," Daniel Mc- 
Adams, a student colporteur, acted as the  
leader.  
The spectators and diners were then  
treated to a song by a quartet of boys:  
Calvin Gordon, Chester Barger, Clinton  
von Pohle, and Harry Craig. The latter  
carried the air in the song, entitled "Come  
Spirit Come." This was especially fitting  
as it takes plenty of spirit, courage, and  
stick-to-it-ive-ness to become a real col- 
porteur.  
Brother Collins persuaded Brother  
Franklin, the associate secretary of the  
General Conference publishing depart- 
ment, who has charge of all the publish- 
ing and literature work of the Seventh- 
day Adventists in the United States, to  
give a canvass to show the students how  
to do it. Brother Franklin proceded like  
this:  
A terrible pounding on the door.  
Sounded as if someone was trying to  
break it down. Brother L. P. Knecht.  
acting as a farmer just in from the field  
for dinner, opened the door.  
"Hello, I'm just a bookman coming  
through the country trying to sell a few  
books. I'll step in and show you. I'll  
just wipe the mud off here on the rug."    
He was chewing gum and failed to take  
off his hat as he sauntered - into the room  
and deposited himself in the biggest easy  
chair that he could find. After a few in- 
troductory remarks he' stood up and  
leisurely threw away his gum.  
"Terrible weather we're having," start- 
ed the 'colporteur. "But it isn't near as bad  
as the hard times we are having, is it?"  
-No, times are :terrible."    
"I'm here to sell you a book. It's quiet  
a large book, about eight hundred pages.  
It'll take you all. of three years to read  
it. It's a good book. You should buy it.  
I wouldn't advise you to take this cover- 
ing; it costs too much--about eight dol- 
lars. This cover is a good, lasting quality.  
You should have it. It's a good book,  
It'll set your mind right on lots of good  
Bible subjects."  
During this talk the colporteur has  
brought up his chair till.it   faces his pros- 
pect. He is holding the book so he can  
read it but the prospect cannot. In this  
way he is leafing through the prospectus  
showing it to himself and trying to re- 
member the good points of the book. All  
the time he is trying to agree with the  
farmer that crops and money are scarce,  
and that it is not likely that there will be  
any crops next year. Finally he drops  
the book and picks it up, looking for the  
place again.  -Have you sold any of these books  
yet?" the farmer asks.  
"No, not yet. I have been working only  
about three weeks, and I thought you  
might want one and would head my list  
of customers. It's a good book; it'll  set  
you straight on many ideas.  	 -  
"I forgot my order book. I'll just put  
the order in the hook and you can pay  
for it when I deliver it. Got a pencil?  
Thanks. 
(Continued on page four)  

Unique Report Read by Walter  
Specht. Dave Olson Superin-  
tendent. Mission Talk Good  
BELOVED:  
Forasmuch as many have taken in hand  
to .;et forth in order a declaration of  
those things which most certainly oc- 
cured among us, even as they delivered  
them unto us, which from the beginning  
were eyewitnesses and ministers of the 
word; it seemed good to me also, having  
had perfect understanding of all things  
from the very first to write unto thee it  
order, most excellent Christians, that  
thou mightest know the certainty of those 
things whereof thou hast heard.  
Now it came to Pass in the last days  
that there was a famine in the land, not  
a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water,  
but of hearing the words of the Lord.  
And it came to pass on the twenty and  
third day of the fourth month that the  
children of Israel gathered themselves to- 
gether as one man in the Lord's house.  
which was in Lincoln, to hear the words  
of the Lord and to sing praises unto the  
rock of their salvation. And those in  
charge were of the younger generation,  
being at Lincoln a short while.  
And behold a young man whose sur- 
name was Smith brought out the book  
of Isaiah before the congregation both 
of men and women. And he stood upon  
a pulpit of wood, which they had made  
For that purrocr. and  	 tsrsnm-I the book  
in the sight of all the people (for he  
was above all the people), and when he  
had opened it he began to read. And all  
the people bowed their heads and wor- 
shipped the Lord. And the young man  
blessed the Lord, the great God. And  
the people answered "Amen, Amen,"    
with lifting up their heads.  
And all the people arose and began to  
sing with great joy, of one called Sav- 
iour who should be lifted up that he  
might draw all men unto him. And when  
they had made an end of singing as the  
custom was one among them stood up  
for to read. And behold it was a man  
named Specht. And he read concerning  
the things which the scribes had written  
and which the people had done in former  
days.  
And when he had sat down, trumpets  
began to blow as 'the sound of cornets  
and behold it was two young men re- 
joicing in  the  Lord by sounding their  
horns. And they played mightily so that  
(Continued on page four)  
FRESHMAN GIRLS  
AT UNION  
CAN YOU IMAGINE  
Glenna Adams as tall as Esther House?  
Muriel Fleming as noisy as Laura Camp- 
bell?  
Sarabel Borton without her Bible lesson?  
Helen Arnbrecht not in a hurry to get  
somewhere?  
Grace Shafer as blonde as Mildred Mc- 
Laughlin?  
Florence Longwell without her smile? 
Frances Spoden not looking for "Kate"    
Mills?  
Amelda Krous without Dorothy Britt?  
Ramona Nelson without Josephine Whit- 
ney?  
Donna Van Allen in the dormitory?  
Grace Flatten not being "Happy?"  
Aleene Chase not looking like her sister?  
Elsie Sullivan with her hair bobbed?  
Vivian Sundell with her's done up?  
Henrietta Rieswig not knowing her  A  B  
(c d) E's?  
Margaret Nelson not smiling?  
Lorcna Clement not partial to Black?  
Irene Schmidt without her violin?  
WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF  
Ruth Beene quit liking art?  
Lillian Stringer didn't smile?  
Veda Griswold wasn't with Elsie Ford?  
Annabelle Rumpf wasn't in a hurry?  
Sally McCormack didn't laugh?  
Louise Campbell didn't like baritone sing- 
ing?  
Hazel Hutchinson wasn't in a rush to  
get somewhere?  
Florence Horn wasn't with Marion Pet- 
erson?  
Lilah Owen's permanent wouldn't be  
curly?  
(Continued from page four)  




EDITORIAL STAFF  
STANSBURY GABLE  	 •  
David Olson, Pauline Wickwire  	 •  
Freshman Editor-in-Chief  
Assistant Editors  
WE SYMPATHIZE  
(Continued from page one)  
Poor little innocent child. Little did I know that everyone was  
busy and couldn't possibly write an article or that they had a paper  
that they just had to get in for rhetoric class by this time next week  
and that they hadn't started it as yet. Or that they had never written 
anything in their lives and didn't know just what to say or how to say  
it or how long to make it. Or that they didn't know anything about  
the subject and that it was too much work and so they guessed they  
would not do it this time but to come around some time when you  
—only wanted a news note about something they had done.  
I was amazed to learn that some of the people that played  
ball, tennis, golf, basketball, and the like for two or three hours a  
day and spent the rest of the day resting up from the exercise didn't  
have enough time to write a little five hundred word theme for their  
school paper. Yet they are the first to ask whether they were going  
to get one this week and why is it so late. I was surprised to learn 
that there were a great number of people that would take an article  
and tell the editor that they would write it and then wait till the  
last minute and come around and say that they were terribly sorry  
but that they just didn't have time to write it and that if you could  
you had better get someone else that knows how to write it this time.  
Then I learned that an editor had two things to do. The second  
of which was to go to all of the ones that he had given an article  
to and ask them if the article is written and if not, why. After doing  
this to each of the writers several times apiece he comes to the con- 
clusion that he has the third thing to do and that is to give the  
writer some kind of an inspiration. Now this job of editing a paper  
begins to be a little harder and the position of editor-in-chief becomes  
a running proposition (running from one to the other ).  
About this time the editor begins to wonder if there will be  
a paper this week or if there will be enough to print it only half as  
big or leave two pages blank. But never mind, he still has two days  
in which to get the last of the copy in. That'll be plenty of time to  
get it all in. Another day goes by and one of the ones that he has  
banked on comes and tells him that he, the would-be writer, has had  
a pet mouse in the waste basket and that he could not think while  
the mouse was making so much noise and it seemed so happy that  
he just couldn't disturb -it for the world. So that copy will never  
come in.  
The night before all of the copy has to be in, the editor makes  
one last round to collect all the copy for the great paper that was to  
be such a wonderful thing. He receives only four of the six articles  
and three of them only take a paragraph when he had planned on 
at least a column apiece. Well never mind. He dashes madly over  
for a copyist and learns that not a girl can get out of the building to  
copy a thing. That's his hard luck if the thing is late. No, absolutely  
not. The only thing a girl can get out of the dormitory for is to work  
in the print shop on some rush job that has to be in the post office  
in the morning. But not to copy stuff that made up the thing that has  
to be in the post office the first thing in the morning. No, absolutely  
no.  
About this time the editor finds that he has the fourth thing  
to do and that is to copy all of the articles himself. When he finally  
has the last letter copied he finds that he has about one third enough  
copy and then the fifth and biggest thing comes to him to do. Now  
he will have to sit down and write an article himself. The article turns  
into two articles, then three, then four, then five. By this time the  
editor finds that the word EDITOR means planner, writer, setter,  
printer, and deliverer.  
Yes, my dream has come true. I have been editor of a small col- 
lege paper and have made something out of it but for some reason  
it doesn't look exactly like I thought it might. I still wonder why.  
Being editor once is enough!  
Now, we sympathize with the regular editors of the  CLOCK  
TOWER  for they have to do all of the work and get not even a "Thank  
You" for the time they put into the paper that goes to make this col- 
lege stand out among the others as one of the best. The paper that  
is put out by the student body should be written by the students that  
are in the school. Not by the editor alone.  
Now, you sympathize with the regular editors of the  CLOCK  
TOWER  by doing what they ask and turning in items of interest with- 
out their having to run you down every time they get within shoot- 
ing distance of you. Make the school paper a thing of the students,  
by the students, and for the interests of the students, and the school  
back of it. Put Union on the map by supporting the school paper  
and make it the best in the denomination. 'We can do it, of course  
we can."  
JUSTIFICATION  
What a roar of derision usually follows a Freshman who con- 
tinually asks questions. However, if the truth were known, such an  
inquiring mind is possessed only by the really potential wise man of  
the future. The Scientist heads the list as the greatest questioner of 
the age. He questions everything. He is constantly asking why do  
rocks crumble, why does grain sprout, why did the apple fall to the  
ground instead of up, and which came first, the hen or- the egg?  
A question raiser is not easily fooled. He soon acquires a vast  
fund of knowledge which automatically begins to answer his own  
questions and aside from quickly learning that the best way to ob- 
tain information is to ask for it—such. an   inquiring soul soon learns to  
know better than to ask his upper classmen. This mainly because  
such answers would only be second-hand ideas at best, for he soon  
learns that they too have more than likely received the idea from some  
one else.  
But the questions must be answered, and wherever the will to  
know is as great as the faculty of inquiry—it is a sure sign of a  
hidden great career of a leader of men. For questions beget informa- 
tion and information begets deductions and deductions beget wisdom  
and wisdom answers its own questions. That is the point. An inquir- 
ing mind works in a wide circle out where Scientists, Physicists, and  
Therapeuticphysiotherapists are born. Hence the questioning Fresh- 
man is the wisest of men!  
A CHALLENGE  
The alterioriation of super classmen's human energy in ex- 
postulating the inferiority of Freshman is tantamont to a confession  
of defenseless egotism comparable only to the mythical cooking utensil  
which accused its companion kettle of being a double ultra spectrum  
hue.  
Now after a psychological investigation of this metaphysical and  
inconsistent conglomeration we are inclined to consider any such at- 
tempt to promulgate the inferiority complex as a marked evidence of  
the lowered mental profundity of such inconsequential propogandists  
and  to such insidious insinuations the rising generation of Freshmen  
have  resolved to always answer—"OH! YEH?"  

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THE CLOCK TOWER  
Published every Thursday during the school year and monthly during the summer vacs.  
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Vol. VI  

  
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FINAL MEETING .  
OF GERMAN CLUB  
"Deutscher Verein" presents "Ubung  
Macht den Meister,"  
Members of the Deutscher Verein— 
with a good sprinkling of visitors—met  
together in room 2U1 at 0:00  p. m.  
i  uesday, April 19, to witness the  grand  
finale of  the club activities for the pre- 
sent scholastic year. uuuuy iviaenc  (len  
vacisLer  triactIce t , liJKCS rtrIcCL), tile  
uttering  01 tile  	 was 011e 01  tne  
lugh spots  of Elle meetutys  apvlioui~u  by  
LUC uuo ClUI'llici WC  year.  
rroniptly alter tne secretary s report,  
iviadge .kosentnai and  Arad lvianey  
tripped up onto tne piattorin  ana began  
a  Doubling conversation in respectable  
nigh Lierman. Our printed programs in- 
formed us that the girls were studying  
German over in tile old country, -  where,  
of course, one gets the prop,r atmos- 
phere, -  you know. '1 heir mother had pro- 
mised them a handsome present it they  
showed a suitable degree of proficiency  
when she returned. Helen Hanhardt was  
the faithful maid . who insisted that the  
girls speak  - auf Deutsch"! One of the  
sisters got a letter which brought the  
glad news that their best boy friends  
from the god old U. S, were coming up  
from Berlin for a visit, and of course  
Arna and Madge became excited and  
flustered and had to run upstairs to get  
ready.  
It wasn't long before Dave Olsen and  
Bob Heine were meeting the maid, in- 
quiring for the girls, and practicing a  
few German expressions of amorousness  
which led the maid to decide once for  
all that American men are bold and flip- 
pant. When the girls appeared, they were  
not allowed to speak in English, and  
things might have been awkward had not 
the boys brought along a German news- 
paper which each lad took a turn at read- 
in while the other gazed fondly at his  
girl. Whenever the silence became embar- 
assing, Dave came to the rescue with the  
one German expression he had mastered  
thoroughly: "Wir kommen aus Berlin."  
Soon the maid lost her patience with this  
fooling, and the couples went out into  
the garden for a stroll.  
Miss Couch was the mother who came  
in about this time with the teacher, Miss  
Myrtle Reinmuth. The mother was so  
pleased with the headway the girls had  
made that she let them choose their re- 
ward. For some reason the young ladies  
expressed a decided preference for the  
company of the young men, and thus the  
scene ended on a note of happiness and  
optimism.  
The Colporteurs' Institute was opened  
in chapel Friday. On the platform with  
the field secretaries of this union was  
Brother E. E. Franklin, associate secre- 
tary of the Publishing Department of the  
General Conference. The talk he gave  
was full  of  the typical vigor and enthus- 
iasm of the successful colporteur. Brother  
Franklin, who earned his own education  
by canvassing, gave an explanation of  
the scholarship plan for students 2nd told  
several of his interesting experiences in  
the field.  

Bells  
(with apologies to Edgar Allen Poe)  
Hear the loud alarm bells—  
Rising bells!  
What a world of happiness and  
comfort it dispells,  
How they jangle; how they wrangle  
In the dazzle of the light!  
While the moon that still is glowing  
Seems to nod his head in knowing  
With a grin to all in sight.  
As staccatto clatter, banging 'ore my  
chamber door  
Breaks my sleep and drags me to the floor.  
II  
Hear the clatter of the hells—  
Worship bells!  
What a tale of hurry now their tur-  
bulancy tells  
In the ear of would-be-wise.  
How the scream out their surprise  
Too much horrified to speak 
They can only shriek, shriek,  
All at once  
In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of  
the dean.  
III  
Hear the mellow breakfast bells—  
Welcome bells  
What a world of waiting now their  
harmony dispells!  
Oh, from out the opening cells  
What a gush of students wells  
How it swells 
How it dwells  
Of the future!—how it tells 
On the rapture that impells  
To the tapping and the rapping  
Of the bells, bells, bells, 
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells—  
bells, bells bells—  
To the tapping and the rapping of the  
bells.  
IV  
Hear the calling of the bells—  
Class bells  
What a world of solemn thought  
their melody compells!  
And the bustle of the late—  
How they shiver at their fate  
And the melancholymenace of the  
profs.   
For every sound that floats  
From the tongue within their throats  
Is a quiz.  
And the students--oh, the students—  
They that hurried up the stairs  
After roll  
And who thinking, thinking, thinking  
In that muffled monotone.  
Feel a glory in so knowing  
What the mighty prof demands.  
V  
The profs are neither man nor woman— 
They are neither brute nor human— 
They are cogs  
And their wheel, the clock which tolls  
And it rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls,  
An anger from the bells  
And my bosom swells  
With indignation at the bells  
As we study and we labor  
Keeping time, time, time  
In a sort of magic rhyme  
To .the moaning of the bells  
Of the bells.  

CHATS ON HOME-  
MAKING  
Directed by  
MISS MINNIE OLSON  
VEGETABLES  
Vegetable colors fall into four groups  
—green, red, yellow, and creamy white— 
all of which are distinct chemic'al com- 
pounds of unlike properties.  
Chlorophyll,, the coloring matter of  
green vegetables, is almost insoluble in  
water, The green pigment is very readi- 
ly destroyed by cooking conditions. Heat  
and acid are its enemies. The acid which  
causes the trouble in cooking, surprising  
as it may seem, comes from the vegetable  
itself. The cooking vessel should be left  
uncovered particularly during the first  
few minutes of cooking, so as to allow  
the soluble acids, which are evolved in  
greatest abundance at that time, to pass  
off in the steam. The use of soda to pre- 
serve the green color should be discour- 
aged, because it tends to destroy the  
vitamins. The red vegetables are very  
few, being limited, chiefly, to beets, and  
red cabbage. Acids intensify the red col- 
or, while alkalis causes them to change  
to a purplish blue. Acids tend to 'pro-
tect• the vitamins, rather than destroy  
them. The coloring matter of bright-yel- 
low vegetables such as carrots, squash  
and sweet potatoes belong to a class of  
pigments called  "craotipoids. -  It is in- 
teresting  to know that the yellow caro- 
tinoids of vegetables are the very same  
pigments which are found in milk fat,  
and hence in butter and in egg yolk, The  
animal body cannot synthesize these pig- 
ments; therefore, some is present in the  
food, none appears in the body fat, milk  
or eggs. The yellow pigments are almost  
insoluble in water and are quite stable,  
being but little, if any affected by the  
conditions of cooking. Tht darkening oc-
casionally seen in the cooking of yellow  
vegetables is more probably due to the  
scorching of the sugary juice than to a  
decomposition of the yellow pigments.  
We are not accustomed to think of  
white vegetables as containing any color;  
and it possible that some of them—Irish  
potatoes and white onions, for example— 
do not. There is, however a disagreeable,  
and as yet unexplained color-change  
which may occur in cooking white vege- 
tables. They turn a brownish gray. It  
'is possible that in long cooking, the iron  
and sulphur of the vegetables have a  
chance to get together and form a dark 
compound. Whatever the cause it is cer- 
tain that white vegetables do not darken  
unless overcooked. By short cooking to  
prevent darkening we tend to prevent the  
development of bad taste and cdor.  
The students of Union were given an  
opportunity in chapel Monday to becom  
acquainted with Brother D. E. Collins,  
the new field secretary of the Central  
Unitn Conference. Brother Collins, who  
has had years of experience in the col- 
porteur work, urged that many students  
take advantage of the scholarship plan  
and thus provide for - their next year's  
schooling while, at the same time, doing  
a soul-winning work.  

THE CLOCK TOWER  
Keeping time, time, time  
To the droning of the bells—  
Of the bells, bells, bells—  
To the droning of the bells  
Keeping time, time, time  
As it calls, calls, calls  
In that awful mimic rhyme  
To the rattling of the bells  
Of the bells, bells, bells  
To the clatt'ring of the bells  
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,  
Bells, bells, bells—  
To the wrangling and the jangling of the  
BELLS!  
—A Freshman.  
"College Pals  
11  
Give Program  
At Cortland  
The College Pals, a Union College  
quartet composed of Chester Barger,  
Harry Craig, Clinton von Pohle, and Cal- 
vin Gordon, had charge of the services  
in the Cortland church Sabbath morning.  
In place of the regular eleven o'clock  
preaching service, the time was turned  
over to the quartet, who rendered a pro- 
gram of sacred and classical music, both  
vocal and instrumental.  
Ben Hassenfiug, the student pastor of  
the Cortland church, introduced the mem- 
bers of the quartet at the beginning of  
the service. Lester Trubey also accom- 
panied the group to Cortland.  
The program was divided into three  
groups of quartet numbers, interspersed  
with special selections. The first group 
was started with a solo by Harry Craig,  
"The Wayside Cross, -  accompanied by  
the quartet with Chester Barger at the  
piano. This was followed by three quartet  
numbers, "Only Jesus," by Wilsop,;_ "The 
Wondrous  :Cross, -  by Pdfks; and 'River  
of Life, -  by Wilson.  
A duet, "Saving Grace, -  by Towner,  
was sung by Chester Barger and Calvin  
Gordon, with Clinton von Pohle at the  
piano, before the quartet turned to their  
second group. It consisted of three num- 
bers: "Come Spirit Come, -  a second  
tenor solo, accompanied by the quartet;  
"Beautiful Land," by Jones; and  - Down  
Life's Valley With Jesus, -  by Black.  
A piano solo, "Flower Song," by  
Lange, was then played by Clinton von  
Pohle.  
As a closing group the quartet sang  
- The Beautiful Country, -  by Parks, ac- 
companied at the piano by Chester Bar- 
ger; "Walking With Thee," by Pontius;  
"Precious Memories," by Wright; and  
"Crossing the Bar," that immortal poem  
of Tennyson's, set to music by Breazley.  
The audience appeared to be very ap- 
preciative, in that they asked that more  
be sung after the outlined program had 
been concluded. In response, the quartet  
sang the old favorite, "The Church in  
the Wildwood, by Pitts.  
In the afternoon the group went to  
the home of Mr. and Mrs. Harrison at  
Princeton, where dinner had been pre- 
pared for them. The remainder of the  
afternoon was spent in group singing, a  
number of visitors at the Harrison home  
joining in.  
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THE CLOCK TOWER  	 PAGE THREE  
For Thursday night and Friday: some- 
what hot and cloudy in the northern por- 
tion of the campus. Slight showers in the  
southern part. Warmer and wonderful  
sushine in the lower rtgions of the south- 
western portion in the afternoon of Fri- 
day. For Sabbath somewhat colder with  
overhanging clouds covering the entire  
state of College. For Sunday fair and  
warmer in southern and south-western  
portion with temperature remaining about  
the same in northern portion. For Mon- 
day commencing about seven o'clock in  
the morning rain, hail, sleet, ice, mud,  
wind, snow, intersperced with frequent  
tornadoes, Violent earthquakes felt in the  
vicinity of Pioneers park. Clear weather  
coming about seven o'clock in the eve- 
ning along with sunshine, peace, quiet- 
ness, and serenades by the birds. And a  
lovely picnic was had by all.  
From the Chin Up  
"What measures a man's work value?"  
From your chin down you are worth  
about a dollar and a half a day.  
From the chin up yob are worth—any- 
thing. There's no limit.  
Without your head piece you are just  
an animal, and about as valuable as a  
horse—maybe.  
You have a mistaken idea, you think you  
are paid for your work.  
You are not. You are paid for what you  
think while you work.  
It's the kind of brain work that direct  
your hands that gives you your rating.  
And what gives you the most concern— 
the contents of your skull or the mass  
below your collar bone?  
You exercise your body, keep your arms  
strong and your legs limber and your  
waist line supple, but do you regularly  
exercise your cerebrum?  
Are your thoughts flabby, uncontrolled  
wayward and useless, though you are  
expert in golf or tennis?  
Is your thinker as keen, as alert, disci- 
plined, accurate and dependable as  
your hands?  
Where do you get your pleasures? From  
the chin down? Is it all dancing for  
your feet and meat fOr your belly and  
clothes for your back? And is all your  
fun in the cellar? Don't ybu ever have  
any fun in the attic?  
What interests you most—books or oys- 
ter cocktails?  
What pains you most—a stomach ache  
or a lie?  
How are you pulled? To what part of  
you is the tow cable fastened—to your  
loins or to your forehead?  
Suppose it were possible to live after  
the head had been severed from the  
body. Which part would you rather be  
—the head part or the meat part?  
What are you, anyhow—an animal pest- 
ered with a mind, or a soul?  
Do you know that the gist of culture and  
religion consists in transferring one's  
habitual enjoyments from below to  
above the nose?  
GIVES PIANO RECITAL  
Given by Gladys Munn, Assisted by  
Jeanette McKibben  
Gladys Munn, in her junior piano re- 
cital Sunday afternoon, proved the dex- 
terity of her fingers. She was very poised  
and seemed perfectly at ease during the  
entire performance. Especially was the  
keenness of her mind and the steadiness  
of her nerves made evident in the con- 
certo which was the first number on her  
characteristic program.  
After the concerto was so perfectly  
played, Miss Munn received a slight rest  
while Jeanette McKibben read the Piece  
entitled "Sarah Kentor's Dream." Miss  
McKibben is a very correct -reader and is  
sometimes a little stiff in her talking but  
she seemed to forget that she was talk- 
ing to an audince and spoke the reading  
with a very pleasing and interesting air.  
Miss Munn came back on the stage of  
action and played several numbers. The  
first was Vogals Prophet by Schumann.  
The second was the Prelude by Schult,  
and the last was Clair de Lune by De- 
bussy.  
Those present at the recital expressed  
their enjoyment of the program and sev- 
eral invited Miss Munn to play a few  
numbers for them.  
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VERY INTrAtESTING  
High Class Performance Given  
to a Large and Appreciative  
Audience By Musicians  
If you thought that you knew just  
what was in store for you last Sabbath  
evening when you knew that Professor  
angel was going to  have  the orchestra  
play, you were mistaken. I was.  I  thought  
that  I  knew all of the musicians around  
here by their first, second and last names.  
I found that there were four violin play- 
ers that I had never seen, or didn't re- 
member seeing. Not to speak of all the  
cello players that were there.  
When you entered the door, if you  
were a little late, you saw a grand ar- 
ray of artists all ready to show you the  
proper way to play in a college orches- 
tra. The platform was filled to overflow- 
ing with many fair young ladies and it  
was interesting to look at them even if  
you don't care for the music.  
All was quiet as Professor Engel came  
out onto the platform and stood ready  
to start the noise. The first piece played  
was Symphony No. 5 by L. van Beet- 
hoven. It is rather a long piece and was  
played exceedingly well. The second  
piece was the Emperor Waltz by Johann  
Strauss. It took you back to the days  
when you first heard a waltz that you  
liked the sound of, or that you rather  
wanted to hear again in the near future.  
The third piece on the program was the  
Concerto by Edward Grieg. This piece  
was mainly for the piano with an or- 
chestra accompaniment. Professor Gernet  
played the piano as only he can play it.  
Professor Gernet is a natural musician  
and really knows where the keys are on 
a piano. It is a pleasure to hear him  
make one of the uncontrallable pieces  
of wood and iron talk in such a beauti- 
ful tone. The last number on the pro- 
gram was an Overture by Carl M. von  
Weber.  
The orchestra is a big benefit to the  
students that play as well as to the  
audiences that they play for. The reading  
of the more difficult music is a problem  
even for the experts in the line of music  
and in giving the college students the  
opportunity to study and learn the music 
of the great masters is an education all  
in itself for each individual member of  
the orchestra.  
Some of the music that was played  
went clear over the head of many of the  
listeners for they do not know just what  
to look for in such high class things.  
Therefore it as a good lesson in the ap- 
preciation of fine music and it helps  
the students to better appreciate the 
things of life more fully.  
There are many kinds of music. There  
is music in bells of all kinds. Even class  
bells. There is music in the moaning of  
the trees, in the soft summer breezes or  
in the harsh winter blasts. There is music  
in the ripple of the waters on the shores  
of the rivers and lakes. All we have to  
do in order to have music with us every  
place we go is to cultivate a taste for  
the finer and beautiful things of life and  
then we can hear nature sing to us as  
we are out in the country or strolling  
op and down the city streets.  
Cultivate a taste for the more classical  
things in man-made music and you will  
find that after a little you will hear the  
birds snging to you in the morning and  
the trees singing to you in the evening  
without any mechanical radio to bring  
you any of this canned music that is  
being sent all over the world today.  
UNIONITE?  
They were out on a picnic,  
And they sat upon the sand.  
The moon was shining brightly,  
As he held her little—shawl.  
As he held her little shawl,  
How fast the time did fly!  
With happiness he thrilled  
As he looked into her—lunch basket.  
As he looked into her lunch basket 
And wished he had a taste,  
He was supremely happy.  
With his arm around her—parasol.  
With his arm around her parasol,  
This fortunate young chap,  
With happiness he thrilled  
As she sat upon his handkerchief.  
As she sat upon his handkerchief,  
This charming sweet young miss,  
Her lips an invitation,  
As he slyly stole—a sandwich.  
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Weather didn't make much difference  
to the enthusiastic Seniors who gathered  
in front of the college kitchen Sunday  
morning all ready to "be up and going.  
However, as the day progressed we found  
that we had picked • a line day for the  
picnic. The eats had been prepared early  
in the morning and at eight-thirty we  
were ready to go. Six cars were loaded  
almost beyond their seating capacity and  
we set out for Crete. We were very un- 
happy to have to leave eight of our be- 
loved  Seniors  behind, but laboratories,  
themes, notebooks, and reports were  
pressing so heavily on their heels that it  
was impossible for them to go.  
To me, Crete is almost an ideal place  
for a picnic, and as soon as the cars had  
all arrived a big baseball game was in  
full swing. It makes little difference who  
the captains of the opposing sides were;  
what I want to get across is that I was  
on the winning team. It was a very ex- 
citing game and the other side was in  
the lead until the end of the fourth inning  
when we called in Miss Mantz to um- 
pire. After that, our side began making  
scores and won with a total score of is  
to 8. It is only fair to give due credit  
where it belongs so I must say here that  
5 of the 8 scores which were made by  
the opposing side were made by Mrs.  
Moyers and Mrs. Keene who had special  
bats. Mrs. Moyers made 2N scores and  
Mrs.  Keene 2% scorer.  
At twelve-thirty we  ate  our picnic din- 
ner which consisted of the regular picnic  
bill of fare: potato salad, baked beans,  
sandwiches, pickles, and candy bars.  
Nothing unusual about that, but it cer- 
tainly did taste good and' we Seniors did  
justice to  it after that fast ball game.  
When dinner was over most of us  
went boating, and such a time  as  we did  
have! Anyone who  has  even been on a  
picnic where there' are boats knows the  
hazards  and  dangers that always accom- 
pany such a daring feat. I have heard  
several people (who are not Seniors and  
were not on the picnic) commenting on  
the plunge which Elinore Hahn took into 
the wie ter. Be it known, and take it from  
a Senior who  was  in near proximity of  
the daring feat of skill which Carl Moy- 
ers, Dorothy Aultfather, and Elinor Hahn 
exhibited, that Elinore did not go down 
into the water, but she certainly was close  
to it for a little while.  
Violets were to be found everyWbere  
and many of the Seniors came back with  
large • bouquets of the shy little flowers.  
A few casualties occurred put none of  
them were serious. Special mention should  
be made of our sponsors, Mr. and Mrs.  
Ogden, Mr. and  Mrs.  Keene, and Mr.  
Kirstein, who entered into the spirit of  
picnic and made it enjoyable for all of us.  
OPPORTUNITY  
I am the Potter of human fate— 
Molder of laugh and sigh;  
All of the world I penetrate— 
Master of Dreams am I.  
Often uncalled I fashion the clay,  
Mold a new gladness or  fame;  
Often rejected, vanish away,  
Seldom to come again.  
Mix not your tear drops with my clay,  
Only the brave I mold.  
Up when I call—I destine the way  
To love, to honor, or gold.  
Swiftly I  pass  by every man's gate,  
Nor tarry for lover or sigh;  
I am the Potter of human fate— 
Come, or I pass you by.  
—Selected.  
Desire joy and thank God for it. If  
need be, renounce it for other's sake.  
That is joy beyond joy.  
Love took up the harp of life, and  
Smote on all the chords with might 
Smote the chord of self that trembling  
Passed in music out of sight.  
—Tennyson.  
HORNUNG'S  
HARDWARE  
Phone 13 W  
ACROSS FROM CAMPUS  

If the farm and dairy boys were a  
bunch to be easily discouraged by such  
trifling things as clouds and chilly breezes  
they would have postponed their annual  
picnic from Sunday, April 24, to a day  
that showed more indications of sun- 
shine and balminess. But as the old say- 
ing goes "There is a silver lining to ev-
ery dark cloud," the weather turned bet- 
ter later in the day. In fact it proved  
itself ideal as far as everyone who went  
on the picnic was concerned.,  
After much hustling abcpit, collecting  
slickers and kodaks (a strange combin- 
ation to be sure) and after careful pre- 
paration of the substance that will come  
the nearest to satisfying the inner man— 
and it takes quality as well as quantity  
to satisfy the "inner farmer"—members  
of the gang loaded themselves into three  
cars along with ice cream containers and  
boxes and proceeded to make themselves  
as comfortable as possible while the pilots  
guided the "gasoline gobblers" toward  
the State Fish Hatchery. The trip was 
made in a short time and the farm- 
ers and dairymen along with the young  
ladies of the company (the chaperones  
too, of course) spent an enjoyable two  
hour period before dinner viewing the  
beautiful sights of the Fish Hatchery and  
of the grounds upon which the Hatchery  
is located. Then came the grand and glor-
ious dinner hour! If there should be any- 
one who wants a person of extraordinary  
ability in planning picnic dinners, they  
ought to ask the "chambermaids of the  
cow hotel" to recommend someone. It is  
an absolute certain thing that they would  
recommend Mrs. Stout and her assistants.  
Well, to make a long story short—hun- 
gry, less hungry, not very hungry, not  
hungry at all, saturated! Dave Olson  
and Joe Tucker had their usual eating  
race and they were still living to tell  
about it Monday morning! Now, could a  
printshop man, or a craft shop man or a 
power house man even begin to accom-
plish that admirable feat? (Note from the  
print shop: Just try us some time). We  
are rather inclined to think not! The only  
thing that marred' The dinner hour (picnic  
dinner hours, mind  you, are longer than  
60 minutes), to some extent was the  
fact that it decided to pelt rain and hail  
at that particular time. But that problem  
was easily solved. Everyone co-operated  
with everyone else by grabbing a cake  
or a  pan of beans and making a dash  
for the cars. Mr. Stout sat with a cake  
under each arm and a bowl of salad on 
his knees and complained not one whit!  
The rain soon stopped and the meal was  
resumed with no more interruptions. After  
dinner a lively hike about the hills swung  
into progress. Who but a farmer could  
achieve such heights after a picnic din- 
ner? Even Mr. Stout hiked, and, if any- 
one happens to be interested, Mr. Stout  
is something over 200 pounds avoirdupois  
dairyman!  
The group left the ground for home  
at about 3:00 o'clock because time, tide  
and the flow of milk from Guernsey cows  
wait for no man.  
Ask the young ladies if they didn't  
have a good time! Those present at the  
picnic were Mr. and Mrs. Stout and Gor- 
don and Carmen, Ramona Nelson, Hazel  
Hutchison, Lorena Clement, Marguerite  
SWEETS  
For your best Sweetheart—  
YOUR MOTHER  
Mother 's Day  
May  8th  
A box of Brauch's Kitchen Made  
fruit flavored chocolates will please  
her,  
Introductory Offer  
$1.00-49c  
Attractive Mother's Day  
Greeting Cards  
5c to 50c  
— Mottoes, For Mother —  
39c, 50c, $1.50  
MORSE'S  
Opposite South  Hall  
4% on Gold Gift Coupons  

Priest, Doris Kirstein, Annabelle Rumpf,  
Mabel Gosnell,  - Mickey" McLaughlin,  
Messrs. Joe Tucker, Dave Olson, Donald  
Hay, Buford Black, Floyd Larsen, How- 
ard Wells, Walter Specht, and Harold  
Schmidt.  
Interesting Recital Given  
by Expression Students  
Last Sunday afternon the Expression  
Department gave a recital under the di- 
rection of Mrs. Hilts, the teacher. The  
audience was rather small but very ap- 
preciative. They enjoyed the program  
Penrod's Busy Day" by Tarkington,  
was first given by Esther Miller in a  
very pleasing manner. She held the at- 
tention of the audience by the natural  
way in which she recited the piece.  
"Jean Steals a Breakfast" by Price was  
next given by Glennt Adams. Well, I'd  
steal a breakfast too, if I had too, to get  
anything to eat. The piece was rather  
humorous and higly entertaining.  
"Just Mother" by Anon, was given  
by Irene Ortner in a first class manner.  
There are many things that each of us  
remember about our mothers but in order  
to enjoy the beautiful piece recited by  
Miss Ortner you must hear it.  
"A Case of Fits" by Fillomer was  
given by Mrs. Belle Minchin. Mrs. Min- 
chin seems to have an interesting way  
all of her own in giving a reading.  
The Expression Department is doing  
a good work and is to be complimented  
on the way in which the work is carried  
on. If you ever find a situation in which  
you feel that you are lost for want of  
words then is the time you wish that  
you had taken expression lessons while 
you had the chance. Have you ever had  
the enjoyment of having something to  
say and no way in which to say it?  
No, of course you never have, that is yet  
to come. Have you ever been asked to  
give a short speech on the spur of the  
moment or to give a little reading at a  
party and you wish that you knew some- 
thing that would be suitable for the oc- 
casion? Well, maybe not, but I maintain  
that it is a good thing to be prepared  
for anything in these times. Have you  
ever been in the office of the president  

and found it hard to express yourself in 
any concrete terms that would answer the  
questions and yet tell him nothing? Then  
you have missed a treat and I would ad- 
vise you to take a few lessons to get in  
readiness to meet the grand and awful  
day.  
What do you say when you are  
thrilled to death over some grand spec-
tacle? I know. You stand there in your 
tracks and say "Ahhhhhh" Why? I know 
that too. You should take a few lessons  
in expression and learn a few new ex- 
clamations that sound a little different  
so that you can change off once in a  
while and give the old expression a lit- 
tle rest. English is almost human, Use it  
too much and it gets tired and worn out  
and has to take a rest and be put among  
the unused words in the language. You  
wouldn't work one muscle till it couldn't  
move another time would you? Then  
why use the same expressions all the  
time and wear them out too?  
There's an answer to all of these  
things. Take expression next year and  
learn to express yourself to others by  
using new and different ideas in your  
speech. Not that the class will teach you  
any thing new to say, but it will teach  
you how to say a thing in a beautiful  
and pleasing way. And after all, that  
is half of your work—talking.  
NEWS NOTES  
Dr. and Mrs. L. S. H. Gable, of Chica- 
go, spent the week-end visiting their sons,  
Earl and Stansbury, at South hall. Dr.  
Gable is a noted lecturer on the Redpath  
platform. He is a recognized international  
authority on Radium. He is the lone sur- 
vivor of a group of six chemical engin- 
eers who refined the first commercial  
radium in America.  
Laura Campbell entertained Sunday  
evening in the Green Lantern Tea Room:  
Roger Runck. George Peterson, Theodora  
Ridgeway, Melvin and Louise Campbell.  
A mixed group of students went by  
auto to Fremont Sunday evening to at- 
tend a lecture by the celebrated person- 
age, "Billy" Sunday.  

SENIORS HOLD PICNIC FARM JAMBOREE  
Class  of 1932 Holds Customary Spring  I Day Spent  at State Fish Hatchery.  
Frolic at Crete  	 Glorious Eats and Lots of Fun  wEATHE112  
FOPECAS1  
PROTECT YOUR PIANO  
LET US TUNE IT FOR YOU  
CALL  
FO 39  	 OR  	 FO 611  
SUMMER EMPLOYMENT  
Mr. Gale will be at Cornhusker Hotel on Friday.  
Call B-4440 for appointment.


PAGE FOUR  	 THE CLOCK TOWER  
DESIRED CHRISTIAN SURROUND-  	 LIFE IN LATIN AMERICA  
INGS AND ASSOCIATES  
is a quiet chap in classes but he is al-  Iota     SigmaKappa  Meets' BOOKMEN ENTERTAIN STUDENTS  
(Continued from page one)  
In a half hour or so I got the street  
car for College View. There .   was only  
one other person on the street car, a  
young man who was also bound for  
Union. As we rounded the curve on  
Sheridan Boulevard the boy,said to me,  
"There's old Union."  
I said, "Where?"  
He said, "Just ahead of us there, Don't  
you see the Clock Tower?"  
"0, Is that Union?" I asked. From  
then on we kept watching it all the way.  
When we arrived at Union, Clell was  
kind enough to tell me which was North  
hall, the girls' dormitory, and we parted,  
I advanced to the front door of the build- 
ing that was pointed out to me as North  
hall, the girls' dormitory, and we parted.  
was locked. I was somewhat surprised  
at this, for I had read in the calendar  
that the rising bell rang at six. I thumped,  
pounded, and rattled the doors. Finally  
a young lady appeared in a kimona with  
her hair hanging down, looked out at me,  
and tried the doors. She too found it  
was locked and told me to wait until she  
found the keys. I waited, it seemed to me 
fifteen minutes, but it could not have  
been more than a few seconds. At last  
she found the right key, opened • the  
great door, and admitted me. I told her  
immediately that I wanted to see Miss  
Rees, the dean of women. She told me  
to be seated while she went to call Miss  
Rees. I sank into a lobby chair, glad for  
a little rest. Drowsiness was overtaking  
me now, and I thought that above all  
things I must have sleep. Miss Paxton  
soon reappeared to inform me that Miss  
Ress was not up yet. She asked me  
if I should like to lie down, which ques- 
toin I answered in the affirmative. She  
disappeared again down the hall try- 
ing to find an empty guest room, but in  
vain. So many new girls had come in  
that all the spare beds were full. Miss  
Paxton was very sweet to me. She took  
me upstairs to an empty room and gave  
me some of her own bed clothing.  1  
spread these out some kind of way, lay  
down, and tried to sleep, but sleep had 
departed. My thought's strayed home. 1  
felt like taking the street car back to  
Lincoln and boarding the first westbound  
bus. Do not think I am joking when  1  
say that I was thinking seriously of do- 
ing this; in fact, it was all I could do  
to persuade myself to banish the idea.  
I lay there from shortly after six until  
nine o'clock fighting a battle which no  
one knew. I had such a struggle trying  
to wean myself from home that as yet I  
had no impressions of Union.  
The business office does not open un- 
til nine, and I knew  1  had to go over  
there to make arrangements for my trunk  
to be brought out, All the while I was  
making preparations to stay, but my  
mind was not settled as to staying. I  
kept saying to myself, "Now you know  
you have always wanted to be a teach- 
er, and you cannot teach if you always  
have to hang around home. Others have  
stood it, if they did so can you." I  
dreaded to unpack my trunl, because I  
was afraid that I'd make up my mind  
to go home and would not be able to ge.  
everything back in as my father hac  
packed it for me.  
I saw Miss Ress shortly after nine,  
and she sent someone over to the cafe  
with me for breakfast. After that she  
told me I should go register. Every 
time 1 hear the word "registration" it  
gives me a queer sensation. I thought  
that I- would be gray-headed before I  
completed the tanglesome process of re- 
gistration.  
At noon I made my first appearance  
in the dining hall. Everything looked so  
good as I went around deck that I took  
a big dinner. For some reason or other— 
I attribute it to home sicknessness—in  
spite of how nice it looked, I just could  
not manage to swallow my dinner,  1  
knew if I would try to force any more  
down, what had already been deposited  
so laboriously would come up, so I left  
an unsightly looking place. After din- 
ner I got a room; my trunk came, and I  
was settled in a few hours. After this I  
began to feel better.  
After supper that evening several girls  
went for a walk with me. A few acquaint- 
ances help conditions a great deal. I  
could enjoy the beauty of the campus  
after that. Union College is known all  
over Lincoln for its pretty campus. The  
red brick buildings and winding walks  
look very pretty against the background  
of green grass and compassed about by  
vines, shrubs, and tall, stately trees.  
The homey parlor in North hall, the  
friendly attitude of both students and  
teachers soon made me feel at home. I  
was not one bit disappointed in Union,  
I  found out that Union had a very cap- 
able faculty and that the students here 
are above the average. Memory of Fri- 
day evening and Sabbath morning wor- 
ship, seminar, vesper services, and Satur- 
day night programs will always cause  
a bright happy spot in my mind, I vowed  
that in my coming years at Union I am  
going to try to make the coming Fresh- 
men feel at home as the old students did  
then, for upper classmen are always  
ready to encourage and speak a kind  
word to a poor homesick Freshman.  
Believe that there were wise people  
before you and that there will be such  
after you, and do not imagine that    wis- 
dom  was born with  you or will die with  
you.  

(Continued from page one)  
We were met by all the Union work- 
ers of the Inca Union and taken that 
evening to Miraflores, the beautiful su- 
burb of Lima, where most of all Ameri- 
cans and 1 - 2,nglish live, who were in Lima.  
The city of Lima, though having a  
population of sonic two hundred and  
fifty thousand inhabitants, does not ex- 
tend over more territory than a city of  
seventy-live thousand in the  - States.  
he small mud-wailed house built right  
out to the sidewalk is often the home  
ror three or tour tamilies. '1 here is very  
little ground at the rear of each house  
tor garden purposes. Three Peruvian  
iamiiies would easily make their homes  
on one American lot, his explains the  
congested living conditions of those coun- 
tries which naturally results in an abund- 
ance of disease. Although Lima is now  
considered a modern and sanitary city,  
about half the population are walking  
skeleton victims of tuberculosis, and the  
other half, or at least a large part, have  
malaria.  
Protestant mission work among them  
is not so easily advanced because of  
deep-rooted Catholicism. Superstition  
rules the heart of the ignorant. Break- 
ing away from the old faith is to separ- 
ate themselves from all former associ-
ates, friends and relatives, who consider  
the new convert to be a newly appointed  
colleague of Satan.  
Peru is undoubtedly one of the most  
interesting fields of the world in that it  
is a land of such great extremes. There  
are the extreme rich and poverty-stric- 
ken poor, the flower gardens and the mud  
walls, the gray mountain peaks and the  
low fertile green valleys. There are the  
haughty Spanish descendants, and the  
sad-faced Indian descendants of the Inca  
subjects.  
The home in the mountains of Central  
Peru where we lived three years cost  
seventy thousand dollars. It was like a  
monastery in size. On the opposite side  
of the street lived a poor Indian family  
in their "chosa" a mud-walled house of  
perhaps five dollars value. On the coast  
at sea level our mission has hundreds  
of believers. On the hill tops of the An- 
des are thousands of Sabbath-keepers.  
The section foreman and railroad crew  
of the highest railroad station in the  
world meet every Friday night in the  
section house at an altitude of nearly  
sixteen thousand feet, to raise their voic- 
es still higher in praise to the Master.  
It was in this section that Mr. Chris- 
tianson sold fifteen thousand  Atalayas,  
the  Watchman  of South America. One  
afternoon only a few miles from there  
in a mining camp he sold two hundred  
dollars worth of the "Home Physician"  
in Spanish.  
In Miraflores, a suburb of the capitol,  
is located our Peruvian training school,  
"Instituto Industrial." Miraflores is true  
to its name, "Look at the flowers." In  
Juliaca, of southern Peru, we find an- 
other located out on the desolate, wind  
swept, Andean hills. These illustrations  
only help one to realize that to under- 
stand mission life to th ,s fullest extent  
in this land of varieties it would be ne- 
cessary not only to make a visit there,  
but to live there and learn the customs,  
and varied differences of the Republic 
and its inhabitants, There is always an  
opportunity to work for "others" in the  
mission field, which brings joy_ and con- 
tentment to the missionary.  
UNION'S FRESHMAN BOYS  
(Continued from page one)  
Johnny Shively, Osceola, Iowa. John.  
ny does not let his studies interfere with  
his education, but he can make gooc  
grades when he wants to.  
Paul Shively, Osceola. Iowa. Paul hat  
a pleasant smile and ready wit, and he  
is also a good student.  
Walter Specht, Loveland, Colo. Wal- 
ter is a German shark as his name in- 
dicates, but he is good in other lines too,  
Cleo Smith, Madrid, Iowa. A go..  
student and a fine sport, and he has an  
arm like Ben Hurr.  
Warren Swayze, Farmington, New  
Mexico. Warren is one of those quiet  
fellows that don't say much, but he  
knows his science like nobody's business.  
Kenneth von Phole, Oklahoma City,  
Okla. An immaculate dresser and an ex- 
pert printer.  
Clef] Vore, Colorado Springs, Colo.  
Clell can always be depended upon, to  
do his part and do it well.  
George Emery, Lincoln, Nebraska, A  
fine athlete and a fine fellow. He is not  
a broadcasting station about his accom- 
plishments, either.  
Earl Gable, Brookfield, Ill, He knows  
how to play the trumpet, and HOW!  
Stansbury Gable, Brookfield, Ill. He is  
so tall that he is always the first one  
to get wet when it rains. Tallness how- 
ever must be a pitching asset, because  
when he lets loose of one of those fast  
ones it looks like a golf ball coming out 
of a cannon.  
Donald Hay, Grand Island, Nebr. A  
native of this good old state of Ne-
braska and a fine fellow. He is always  
in there and ready to do his share of  
the work.  
Michael Holmes, St. Paul, Minn.  Mike  
is from the twin cities and he should  
have been twins if grades show anythinn,  
because he knows a lot for one person.  
Harold Huffer, Arvada, Colo, Harold  

ways  	 UCLan  ge tsclw{.9 c  
ty well,  
William Kroulik, Chicago, Ill. Bill is  
one of those fellows who tells all he  
knows in the class room, which is quite  
a bit.  
Floyd Larsen, Exira, Iowa. Larsen has  
his heart in his work and we know that 
he will succeed, for lie is always ready  
to do the task assigned him.  
Milden Moore, Nevada, Iowa. Moore  
doesn't say much but when he does talk  
about something every one listens, for he  
knows what he is talking about.  
benjaitan ivioriong, s:duerprise, 1\ansus.  
When anyone sees ben he  is  miler work- 
ing or studying and that is the kind of  
person that will succeed in this time or  
depression.  
David Olsen, Ute, Iowa, Dave is a  
good boy and a fine baseball player, anu  
wnen  he  dues some work it is always  
done well.  
Orley Olson, Helper, Kansas. Olsen  
is one of those fellows who watches for  
the late corners at night, but he is al- 
ways willing to help a person in trouble.  
Clyde Parker, Lincoln, Nebr. Clyde is  
a jolly fellow and a good worker and  
liked by everyone for these good quali- 
ties.  
Ralph Peterson, Lincoln, Nebr. Pete is  
everyone's friend and another one of the  
-local boys" who makes good where- 
ever he is.  
Arthur Rifenbark, Springfield, South  
Dakota, Art is quiet in his classes but  
we are all cheering for him and know  
he will make a name for himself.  
Marshall Rockwell, Boulder, Colo.  
Marshall is one of those fellows who is  
always at the head of his class and this  
is done by hard work alone,  
Theodore Spanos,- St. Louis, Mo. A  
fine fellow' who can write, speak and  
above all is a good baseball player.  
Chester Wickwire, Colo. Springs, Col- 
orado. Chester is one of those young men  
who is working hard for his education,  
and that is something to be proud of.  
Fred Williams, Pueblo, Colo. Fred is  
from the Rockies and is doing wonders  
in a school on the plains of Nebraska.  
Harry Wolohon, Edgewater, Colo. At  
the rate Harry is going now we expect  
him to be an outstanding scientist some- 
day.  
Malcolm Perkins, Colo, Springs, Colo.  
Mac has just been here since the second  
semester began but he has shown his  
worth in school work.  
Howard Wells, Marsland, Nebr. A  
quiet fellow who is always in there fight- 
ing hard and getting the best out of any- 
thing he tackles.  
Hersel Willess, Ardmore, Okla. A  
young man who is ever ready to do any  
work given him and do it well.  
Chester Cross, Des Moines,  Iowa.  
Chester is a hard worker and his ability  
is something he can be proud of.  
M. V. MEETING LED  
BY GOSPEL WORKERS  
"Straightening Out of Mrs. Perkins"  
Presented; Audience Is Well Pleased  
The Gospel Workers' Seminar present- 
ed "The Straightening Out of Mrs.  
Perkins" in the chapel at the Missionary  
Volunteer hour Friday evening. The  
characters were:  
Mrs. CampwellMary Mason 
Mrs. Van Ness—Juanita Paxton 
Mrs. Perkins—Ruth Gardner 
Mr. Campwell—Russell Holmes  
Dr. May—Harry Bass  
At the opening of the story Mrs. Van  
Ness and Mrs. Campwell are talking.  
Mrs, Perkins, who is an Adventist, passes  
and the gossip is started. Mrs. Campwell  
decides to straighten out Mrs. Perkins on  
the Sabbath question.  
In the second scene Mrs. Campwell  
calls on Mrs. Perkins. She leads the con- 
versation to religious questions. In try- 
ing to convince Mrs. Perkins that Christ  
changed the Sabbath, she is unable to  
find any. Biblical proof. In scene three  
Mr. Campwell tries to find the texts  
which will help his wife in proving her  
point, There are no texts anywhere say- 
ing that Christ changed the day of wor- 
ship. He tells her to ask the pastor, Dr.  
May, regarding the Sabbath.  
In scene four Mrs. Campwell has visit- 
ed Dr. May who told her that they arc  
-living under grace, but Mrs. Perkins is  
living under the .Mosaic law. Later in  
the evening Mrs. Perkins calls and gives  
her a Bible study on the subject of the  
law and grace.  
In scene five Mrs. Perkins comes to  
give the Campwells another study and  
during this Dr. May enters, He wants to  
know why Mrs. Campwell has not been  
to church. She tells him that she is keep- 
ing the seventh day. Dr. May can't  
defend his stand and withdraws as grace- 
fully as possible.  
Scene six is six months later. The  
Campwells are on the way to church and  
they meet Mrs. Van Ness who demands  
an explanation. A discussion follows on  
the Sabbath question.  
Ruth Johnson played a prelude, and  
Clinton von Pohle gave special music  
between the scenes, A quartet, composed  
of Chester Wickwire, Louis Pettis,  
Robert Brown, and Robert Heine, sang  
between the last two scenes..  	 •  

Demonstrations in First Aid Given by  
Mr. E. S. Hild Thursday Evening  
The last time Sigma Iota Kappa met,  
we South hall men went strolling, and  
this dine as we entered the worship room  
we began to wonder if this time was to  
be a camping trip. The bundle around  
which was wrapped an army blanket was  
very suggestive. President Vernon Bec- 
ker's first remarks soon settled this pro- 
blem for us. He stated inasmuch as stroll- 
ing was out of order, the secretary Was  
not going to give a club report for lase  
time and then asked Walt Howe to in-
troduce the speaker.  
Walt then introduced Mr. E. S. hilo  
who besides his executive work, has  
charge of the first aid work at the Iowa- 
Nebraska Power and Light Co. Mr.  
Hild's opening remarks were to the ef-
fect that his co-partner in these demon- 
strations was unable to be present but  
inasmuch as Walt had taken the smae  
course with him he was certain Walt  
could take the co-partner's place.  
You would be surprised at the mistor- 
tunzs that overtook Walt in the Ilex,  
thirty minutes. Successfully he receive°  
a deep head gaSh, an eye injury, a show,  
der injury, a broken arm, a broken leg,  
and a sprained ankle. All of which ivir.  
Hild very sympathetically and solicitous- 
ly bandaged in the proper fashion. Per- 
haps the worst mishap Walt had was  
when he shot off his arm and was in a  
fair way to bleed to death.  Mr.  Hild  
again came to the rescue and showed us  
the artery, at the base of the neck, upon  
which to apply pressure to stop the bleed- 
ing.  
Naturally the strain was bcgia...n  
tell on Walt,'and lie was obviously nerv- 
ous, so Mr. Hild said he could go if so  
desired. He went,  
Dick Eickhoff was the next unfortunate  
man. He waded out into too deep water  
and drowned before help arrived. Mr.  
Hild immediately applied artificial respir- 
ation and in the course of about five  
minutes Dick was breathing normally  
again. Here Mr. Hild pointed out that  
some drowned, asphyxiated, or electro- 
cuted persons do not always recuperate  
so readily and that the person adminis- 
tering first aid should never give up but  
apply it until the doctor arrived, It was  
discovered that in some unkown manner  
they had broken Dick's leg above the  
knee and it was necessary to take him  
to the hospital to have it set. The ques- 
tion that arose was how to get him into  
an ambulance with the least pain. Mr.  
Hlid again was the man for the occasion  
and he immediately put the leg in tempor-
ary splints. Phillip Bulgin and Cleo  
Smith were right on the front row ready  
to volunteer to carry him out to the  
waiting ambulance, single handed but as  
Mr. Hild called for three volunteers they  
settled back in their chairs and let Lester  
Tristbey, Ernest Hanson, and Art Rifen- 
bark volunteer. Art took the head posi- 
tion and was forced to substitute his  
right leg for his left before he could 
raise his part. This speaks well for Un- 
ion College instructors as they help2c .    
develop that head of Dick's.  
In conclusion, Mr. Hild said if we re- 
membered one point that was brought  
during the demonstration  -he would feel  
his time was well spent and gave a sum.  
mary of his  -points; First, Keep a levc,  
head. Second, Never give up until a doc- 
tor comes. Third, Do not bandage too  
tight, Fourth, Inasmuch as any injury is  
a shock to the nervous system, care  
should be taken to keep the patient warm  
and the blood flowing normally.  
School Picnic Next  Monday  
Much Preparation Being Made; Good  
Time in Store for  Everyone  
'  	 -  
"In the spring a young man's Pane)  
lightly turns to thoughts of ----baseball.  
This seems especially applicable to Un- 
ion College, for several games of the  
great American sport have already been  
recorded in the official score book, and  
already the grass in the bull-pen has been  
ground into the dust by our several pros- 
pective--and perspective, ranging from  
5 feet 7 inches to 6 feet 4 inches in  
height, and from 150 lbs. to 185 lbs. in  
circumference (?)—pitchers. Several sore  
arms, a bruised head, the result of a wild  
throw, a few tender purple spots, and a  
limp or two, are the visual proofs of  
spring training found at Union.  
Training for what? Oh, don t you  
know? Haven't you heard? Can't you  
guess? Why, the spring school picnic, of  
course. We're all—or nearly all--count- 
ing the days till that great annual event  
It's a few days yet-4 to be exact—but  
we're limbering up the muscles that have  
become shriveled during the long con- 
finement of winter months, with the high  
hopes and expectations of getting all out  
of the one day's frolic that it is humanly  
possible for one group of youths to get  
out of any one day.  
Perhaps this coming event is respons- 
ible also for the vigorous running, jump-
ing, pole-vaulting, and flower picking I  
have noticed taking place since warm  
weather made its appearance. Yes, we're  
all ready, so wind up the clock—and the  
Ford--and be ready to start at the sound  

(Continued  from page one)  
"Now sign this and I'll deliver the  
book in a couple of months. Of course  
you'll have to take it now when I ar- 
rive.  
"I guess there's no chance to get sup- 
per here, so I'll go to the next house.  
Call 'em up and tell them I'm coming.  
Be there in about fifteen minutes.  
"By the way, what's the neighbor's  
name?"  
"Oh, they are a young couple, just  
came from college. I guess they just got  
married a while ago. Name's Walt Howe  
[a student here at Union this year], He'll  
be there. He hasn't been off the place for  
three months.  
"Say, why don't you get a good job  
somewhere? Why not try digging ditches  
or working on a farm?"  
"Do you think I could get a job? The  
farmers are not hiring many are they?"  
"No, I think I'll keep on selling these  
good books. I have a burden for the  
work and I guess I'll keep on canvassing.  
Someone might want one sometime."  
This concluded the model canvass, and  
Brother Franklin stood up and departed.  
On the way out he asked: "Well, what's  
wrong with it?"  
The music was continued for a short  
time by the orchestra. A curtain or screen  
was pulled back at the west end of the  
room and revealed an old-fashioned Ford  
drawn on paper.  
A man (Elder McKinley, of the South  
Dakota Conference), was tinkering with  
the car trying to make it run, but with  
no success. A colporteur steps up to  
him and offers his aid. After a short time  
the colporteur has the engine (a con- 
cealed cleaner), running, and so preceeds  
to sell the man a book.  
The colporteur part was played by B.  
E. Wagoner, field secretary of the South- 
western Union Conference.  
The extreme difference between the  
latter canvass and the first showed the  
prospective colporteurs how to act and  
how not to act while in the field' of God,  
spreading the message by the printed  
page. •  
Brother Collins asked the spectators to  
sing another song. This time it was the  
"Bookman's War Song."  
Brother E. H. Meyers, of the Kansas  
Conference, dismissed the gathering with  
prayer. •  
All were invited to attend the meeting  
in the chapel which followed immediately.  
It was a personal appeal to each and  
every one present to become a colporteur  
and to go out into the work of spreading  
this message to every tongue and people.  
— --  0—  
IF  
If you can 'keep your head when all  
about you  
Arc losing theirs and blaming it on  
you;  
If you can trust yourself when all men  
doubt you  
But make allowance for their doubting  
too;  	 •  
If you can wait and not be tired by wait- 
ing,  
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies  
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,  
And yet don't look too good, nor talk  
too wise,  
If you can dream—and not make dreams  
your master;  
If you can think and not make thoughts  
your aim,  
If you can meet with Triumph and Dis- 
aster  
And treat those two imposters just the  
same;  
If you can bear to hear the truth you've  
spoken  
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for  
fools,  
Or watch the things you gave your life  
to, broken,  
And stoop and build 'ern up with worn  
out tools;  
If you can make one heap of all your  
winnings  
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and- 
toss,  
And lose, and start again at your be- 
ginnings  
And never breathe a word about your  
losg;  
If you can force your heart and nerve  
and sinew  
To serve your turn long after they are  
gone,  
And so hold on when there is nothing in  
you  
Except the Will which says to them:  
"Hold on!"  
If you can talk with cowards and keep  
your virtue,  
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the com- 
mon touch,  
If neither foe nor loving friend can hurt  
you,  
If all men count with you, but none too  
much;  
If you can fill the unforgiving minute  
With sixty seconds worth of distance  
run,  
Yours is the Earth and everything that's  
in it,  
And—which is more—you'll be a  
MAN, my son.  
—Rudyard Kipling.  
Let us .. not he fooled nr  

SABBATH SCHOOL REPORT IN  
A NICIPTIT Pr WM  
(Continued front page one)  
the  music thereof filled the whole house.  
And all the people in that upper chamber  
rejoiced.  
And behold a damsel arose, whose  
name was Borton, and many interesting  
words proceded out of her mouth. And  
she spake concerning the gospel in the  
regions beyond the sea. The need thereof  
was opened before their eyes and the of- 
fering which the people had brought that  
day amounted to many pieces of sil',e,  
and pieces of copper.  
And when it was finished, yet tw..  
young men arose for to sing. And their  
voices filled 'the people who heard them  
with joy and thanksgiving to their G..)j  
And all the people departed, every  
to his class, and there studied diligently  
the words left them by their God.  
Now all the rest of the acts of the  
people which they did, are they not writ- 
ten in the books of the Chronicles of the  
scribes.  
—Selah.  
UNION'S   FRESHMAN   GIRLS  
(Continued from page one)  
Irene Pederson talked lots?  
Maude Penfold would get fat?  
Florence Lucille Terry knew her own  
mind?  
Pauline Wickwire was not "a lib' of 
fashioned?"  
Idamae Nelson wasn't friendly?  
DID YOU KNOW  
There arc -fifty-two freshman girb?  
That fourteen are from Colorado? 
That Alice Eberline is the "long" and 
That Oleta Phillips is the "short" of us?  
That Caroline Snead is the freshman  
Paderwiski?  
That Margaret Clemens and Esther Sut- 
ton would apparently rather study  
'chem .' than sleep?  
That Mildred and Marguerite Priest are  
ideal "sister roommates?''  
That 19 freshmen girls live outside the.  
dormitory?  
Virginia Heunergardt will soon have her  
shoulder cast taken off?  
Encyclical Issued  
by the Freshmen  
The hour has struck! Freshmen arise!  
As the Proletariat assumed the power  
over the Autocratic in Russia—so the  
fates have decreed that the Freshmen  
shall be heard. This is our week. This is  
our paper. This is our day. And this is  
'bur decree.  
To wit: That by order of the council  
of Freshmen students unlawfully ass,....  
bled this day and date never before men- 
tioned, we hereby order and decree:  
That all Seniors yet out of school within  
two months.  
That •no instructor dare fail a student  
with a standing higher than "A".  
That there- will be no dogs allowed in  
the building except Hot Dogs.  
That anyone caught secreting food in  
his room must share with the one who  
catches him.  
That anyone observing a teacher yawn.  
must immediately follow example. -  
That ,upperclassmen arc forbidden to  
study anything but encyclical enuncia- 
tions in chiliad.  
That there shall be no sleeping in classes  
(unless you can get away with it).  
That anyone not having silverware at  
the dinner table may use his fingers.  
That those not having tune to study their  
lesson receive an "A" for having some- 
thing to do every minute of the day.  
That Professor Schilling stop sucking  
the back of his finger while he is in  
deep meditation.  
That the milking crew shall keep the  
cows out of the onions.  
That Dr. Dick shall give a master's de- 
gree to any student passing in his  
freshman history class.  
That no teacher shall make any assign- 
ment for the day following a vgcation  
(or picnic).  
That Professor Larimore (Uncle Larry)  
shall teach a class in sportsmanship  
for the benefit of all poor losers.  
That all text books used in college shall  
be written by modern writers such as  
Sinclair Louis, Edgar Rice Burroughs, 
Sax Rohmer, and the like.  
That the matron shall ring at least one  
warning bell before the blessing is  
asked in the dining room.  
That all boys let their '  	 beards grow.  
(They can't stop 'em).  
That permanent strolling permits be is- 
sued to all married couples—or nearly  
married.  
That the Clock Tower editor shall have  
authority to soundly thrash any writer  
who does not have his copy in on time.  
As these decrees have been unannous- 
ly adopted by the afore mentioned as- 
sembly they shall become law on the  
best   k..  The 	 argument  	 Christianity    is  
a Christian. That is a fact which men of the gong, which will he exactly 
,  
Mon-  

	 
cannot get over.—Henry  Drummond.  	 day morning, May 2, 1932.  

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aged by those one-eyed critics who see (Liberty) in the year one thousand nine  
only our faults.  	 hundred forty-three (1943) A. D.