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LITERARY— Invocation of the Muses—'----Ach No!_________________

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Pottery to Pop Bottles---------

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”Ya Gotfca Whack”_________ V • • • — Mail, V for Velocity

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A Co-ed’s Fantasy--------------

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A Biography-----------------------

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The Coat In the Corner-------

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Sigillum Fractum Est-----

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True Victory__________

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Lament_____________

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Noise and More Noise..

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Public Speaking_______

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Gentlemen, It Worked--

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Chorus Concert----------

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One Hundred Per Cent!

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ALUMNI NOTES

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CAMPUS AND CLASSROOM

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ATHLETICS

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INVOCATION OF THE MUSES Musae canentes, Pierides, si ita Voce invocari forte mea placet Magis novem vobis deabus Mnemosyne Jove patreque ortis, Favete nobis, Castalia est quibus Fons sacra sedes. Pangere splendidos Docete versus nos quia ore Libero adest canere hora laeta.

Clarae Camenae, munere nos, precor, Donate cantus. Accipiatur a Legentibus noster libellus Quem timide efficimus benigne.

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Then there’s the epic of Kletsch & Sons, Manufacturers of "Sausage for the working family,” of Kleinberg Corners, a suburbette of Milwaukee. ’Twas the day before rationing, and Paul Kletsch was holding a lonely vigil over his waning case of sausages. Now Paul was one of those individualistic storekeepers who grow openly violent with the victims of that war blight now so rampant, hoarding.

After Mr. Kletsch had read about the clothing panic in New York (when one girl, for example, bought 27 pairs of white cotton gloves, and an excited greybeard ordered a large firm’s complete stock of size 32 shorts), the regular Kletsch patrons said they could taste a marked difference in Paul’s sausage. His leberwurst particularly was often too spicy.

Mr. Kletsch’s animosity to "security buyers” grew to such a degree that he would not even tolerate those who blushinjrly passed off their inflated buying with such lame excuses as, “I’m just stocking up a little. Company you know!” or, “We’re laying away something for our little Iodine. She must have her summer-sausage. If she doesn’t, we simply can’t manage her!”

Such customers soon avoided Kletsch’s. Half a dozen sausage-less Iodines were no doubt more attractive than one of Paul’s heart bursting lectures. Thus were the people of Kleinberg Corners forcibly educated, and all went quite well — until March 31.

About four o’clock in the afternoon, August, Paul’s oldest, came rushing back from his Milwaukee job (casting links for anchor chains), his ears blazing with inherited indignation.

Breathless with horror, he told the fate of Milwaukee’s Metwurst King.

“Ach nooo, Usingers closed?’’ moaned Paul.

“Jah, Papa, the sausage is all!”

For some time Paul brooded quietly, instead of venting his emotions in his usual tumult of heated words. Soon a grin of diabolic jubilance crept through his black beard.

“August,” said he, “August, these people will come here too, gell?”

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Paul didn’t answer, but hastily left the shop, soon return­ ing with a drug store package and an eye-dropper. Ignoring the puzzled questions of a disillusioned son, he hurriedly took the remaining pork sausage into his office, where he performed a mysterious operation.

Mr. Kletsch returned with the pork just in time to suavely receive a thoroughly high-brow “lady” followed by a haughty chauffeur and an equally haughty poodle. She was talking excitedly to her obedient companion, '4Hector, do you really think a dog of Germain’s background will eat sausage?” And then to Paul, “My dear man, is that really all the meat you have? It is? My, how strange! Here, give me one of those links there. Are you sure they’re fresh? They do look so old.

Here Germain, my dear, try this little one. . . There, there, don’t gulp, you can have more for your supper.. . My, my, isn't she sweet when she eats, Hector? Answer me, Hector!...

It does seem a shame to feed a genteel dog like Germain porksausages, but I just couldn’t get steak for her . . •二tried all morning too . . . This silly war is so tiring! I mean ... I do fear for Germain’s health . . . she’s always had steak, and now she’ll have to live on summer-sausage and pork-links . . . I do hope what we have in the car and this stuff here will last!

Here, my man, wrap it up . . . Yes, all of it. . . Why, I should think you’d be thankful to get rid of it! . . . How much did you say? . . . Eight dollars? . . . Why, that’s robbery! You butchers are bleeding us poor city folk to death. Why, I’ve spent over fifty dollars today already on meat alone,—all because of your silly rationing. Did you check the weight, Hector? Come, bring1 the package. Germain is hungry.”

With this she stalked out. August turned to his father, a light dawning in his eyes. ‘‘Papa!，，

"Jah, August?” ‘‘What did you put in those sausages, Papa?’’

“I guess the druggist called it ‘cascara，’ August. Jah, that’s it, cascara.

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On April 1st, two Kletsches went to Milwaukee to make links for anchor chains.

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RED POTTERY TO POP BOTTLES Jerome Albrecht

Not until we stop to think about it (a thing which all too few people do) do we realize the importance glass plays in our lives today. Everywhere we look we see objects of glass. The window panes of buildings and the windshields of automobiles are perhaps the first things that will come into our minds. But there are also many other uses which alone would make glass one of the most important substances of our civilization. Think of the glass lenses of spectacles, telescopes, and microscopes; think also of water glasses, bottles, stained-glass windows, mirrors, electric lights, neon signs, glass building blocks, and even cloth made of glass fiber. Few people ever stop to con­ sider the manifold uses of glass, and only a small percentage of these few wonder how glass came into existence or how it is made.

As a matter of fact, nobody knows who made the first glass or how he did it. According to legend, glass came into existence by accident. A group of Phoenecian sailors, it is said, once encamped on a sandy shore. They used blocks of soda from their cargo to form a fireplace. The fire then melted sand and soda, the two essential ingredients of glass, and brought the first glass into being. This is a popular version, but there are also many others, all equally fantastic. The average person will say, “They had sand, soda, and fire; why is it impossible that they made glass?” The answer is simple: Because their fire could not possibly have been hot enough. In the manufacture of glass it is impossible to fuse the ingredients unless a special kind of hot-burning fuel is used and the fire is supplied with air by means of an artificial draft.

But then where did glass originate? We don’t know. We know where we have found the oldest glass, and we know the history of the development of glass, but we don’t know who discovered the process. We can, however, be reasonably certain that the first glass was accidental; for no one would expect to produce any such substance from sand and soda.

The first glass we know of was made in Egypt during the second millenium B. C. This glass was quite different from present-day glass. It was opaque, full of bubbles, and first 4

RED used only for glazing pottery. Still the Egyptian glass maker’s metal (for this is the name given to molten glass) presented about the same problems as glass does nowadays. Its qualities, good and bad, were ably and interestingly summed up by a man named Merrett in the seventeenth century. Here are a few of his statements: ‘‘When melted，tis tenacious and fticks together.

"It wasts not no confumes in the fire.

When melted it cleaves to Iron, etc. “’Tis ductile whilst red hot, and fafhionable into any form, but not malleable, and may be blown into hollownefs. ‘‘It only receives [culpture, and cutting, from a Diamond or Emery [tone. ‘‘ ’Tis the most plyable and fafhionable thing in the world, and best retains the form given.”

By the time Rome came into importance, glass vessels were abundant there. Pliny often mentions glass in his writings.

But during the Dark Ages glass making, like all other parts of civilization, suffered a serious setback. It is due to the efforts of monks that this wonderful substance did not pass from the picture entirely.

Glass manufacture was revived on a grand scale by Venice about the year 1200. Because glass was a valuable article of trade, the Venetians made it illegal for a glass worker to leave the city. To simplify matters, they moved all their glass furnaces and all the workmen to the nearby island of Murano.

But somehow the secrets of the trade were smuggled out of Murano to Altari, an Italian town. From here they spread to all of Europe.

By the time America was settled, therefore, there was nothing to prevent this trade from taking root in the New World. As a matter of fact, factories were set up along the eastern seaboard already during the seventeenth century. The first ones specialized in making glass beads, which were used as currency in the trade with the Indians.

At least three early American glass companies achieved renown enduring to the present day, not because they still pro­ duce good glassware, but because specimens of their work are eagerly-sought collectors’ items. These three manufacturers were Wistar, Stiegel, and the Sandwich Glass Company.

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Window panes of glass were first made at Rome. The original method was very crude, and so was the product. It was made by pounding flat a lump of molten glass with a wooden mallet. Panes produced thus were a great improve­ ment over oiled skins as far as admission of light was concerned, but they were very little better in regard to transparency.

Only a distorted image could be seen, if anything could be seen at all.

During the eleventh century, however, two other methods were devised. According to the first method a wad of metal was blown into a bubble at the end of a five-foot blowpipe. It was then cut loose from the blowpipe and attached to a punty, a plain iron rod. The punty was then revolved at a high speed, and centrifugal force flattened it out into a fairly uniform sheet of glass. In the second method the bubble was swung around so that it was elongated by centrifugal force. It was then slit and flattened out All such glass, however, was vastly inferior to plate glass, first rolled out in France during the reign of Louis XIV. This unevenness, which was definitely detrimental for ordi­ nary panes, was, ho.wever, no drawback to pictorial stainedglass windows, which were originally made by monks of the Middle Ages. In this connection the word “stained” should not be understood in its usual sense. The color of real stained glass is the color of the glass itself, brought about by adding a metal oxide to the batch. Originally pictorial stained glass was set only into walls or floors, because they knew no way of making it strong enough to support itself. Later the system of lead 6

RED joints and steel reinforcement bars made it possible to use stained glass for windows, the use with which it is usually associated today.

The medieval monk made a stained-glass window by the following process: First the design was made by an artist.

Then the glass of the needed colors was made and cut up into the desired sizes and shapes. The monk’s glass cutter was in­ deed a crude tool, nothing but a hot piece of iron. The features were painted on the glass with a brownish-red enamel. Next the glass was baked, and the pieces were joined together with lead and reinforced with steel bars. Because of the crude and haphazard methods the monks were forced to use, their product was rough and irregular, but this added to its beauty. The monks considered color harmony of prime importance. Accord­ ingly they sometimes made horses purple, saints’ faces blue, and lions’ pink, sacrificing trueness to life for color harmony.

Although it is now possible to make colors of many more shades and thus achieve color harmony, this is one art that de­ clined when modern methods were introduced. Today when old stained glass windows are occassionally in need of repair, modern experts make “improvements” and thus destroy the beauty originally put into them. r In other fields, however, modern times have seen steady, progressive development in glass, and it is now assuming more and more uses, as can readily be seen by a glance about us.

How widely it will be used in the future we can only imagine.

YA GOTTA WHACK1 Might no longer makes right, at least it doesn’t here at Northwestern. Nope, ya gota whack a thing to get it. Let me illustrate: I come to the table long before prayer but my colleagues are already assembled. One hears, “I whack the extra pork chop”，“Whack your pudding”，“I whack the bread plate”，(which is used for eating pie since the labor shortage hit Mr. Bilse). "I whack shagging out first”，“I whack the extra piece of cake,” etc. ad whackam.

The table is not the only stage for this new sport. One might whack everything from cigarette butts to a requiredreading book. I even know of a fellow that put in his whack 7

RED for the front seat of the car on his way home. The right to date a new coed might be whacked long before she realizes her popularity.

I used to hold that students had forgotten their Emily Post, but I am now confronted with their reply, “Ya gotta whack.

This is war. If you wanna eat, you hafta whack.” Feeble, but an excuse.

This might reach even more ludicrous heights. One might whack cutting classes, but under the new laws this would not seem advisable. One might whack getting at translation, but I doubt whether the instructors would cooperate. One might whack being the first to get up in the morning, but this would no doubt result in consultation with a psycho-analyst. One might go so far as to whack the privilege of sneaking out in the evening, but don’t let Goede catch you. Indeed, one might even have the ingenuity of whacking putting in the first whack at the next meal. I could go on to soar to still greater heights, but, you see, I have whacked going to bed, so I must hurry lest Messrs. Winkin, Blinkin, and Nod forget my precedence.

V...—MAIL, V FOR VELOCITY G. P. Kionka

Shortly after New Year’s I wrote to friend of mine stationed with the armed forces in India. I figured I would be fortunate to receive an answer by Easter. On the twentyfifth of February I received an answer, which he had written on the ninth of February. So in little better than two weeks his letter traveled halfway around the world from “somewhere in India’’ to Watertown. The reason for this speed is the new form of mail service, V-mail.

I wrote my letter on a special V-mail sheet and envelope combined. This stationery can be purchased at any dime-store.

(I “sponged” mine from my roommate.) After “Hank，’Goede, our mailman, took this letter down to the post office, it was postmarked and sent to New York Army V-mail section. Here, with thousands of other letters, it was run through an electrical letter opener.

V-mail, as well as all other overseas mail, is subject to censorship. The letters are then sorted into several piles, 8

RED those typewritten, those written in ink, and those written with pencil. There is also a fourth pile for those letters that are blurred or those that have unsufficient addresses. These are returned to the sender.

From the army post office the letters are sent to the East­ man Kodak V-mail laboratories, where they are photographed into a roll of film five-eighths of an inch in width. The original letters are filed until the addressees receive the duplicates of these letters. These rolls of film are then returned to the army post office for shipping. They are usually shipped via plane.

The space on these planes is very precious. V-mail saves a lot of space for other vital war materials, when we consider that 150,000 regular letters, sent abroad, fill thirty-seven mail sacks, while the same number of V-mail letters fill one small mail sack.

When these rolls of film arrive at the army post offices, they are developed and enlarged to about one half the size of the original letters. Now the letter is on its last hop, for in a few hours some soldier will shout out when his name is called by the mailman. It doesn’t take him long to get at that letter.

Other soldiers envy him because they were forgotten. Is one of these forgotten soldiers your friend? We here at school only a few hundred miles from home carry long faces when we are forgotten. Our faces brighten up as soon as we hear our names called at recess. Then when Tutor Pagels hands us a blue or pink perfumed envelope, well----- then nothing can spoil our day.

Let us do our part in keeping up the morale of our friends in the armed forces by letting them know what is happening around here. When writing overseas use V-mail: it is the cheapest, the safest, and the fastest overseas mail service.

A CO-ED'S FANTASY* Shirley Mao Block

It seemed as though I went whirling through space at a ter­ rific rate of speed—faster and faster until I had no breath left in me. It must be the end—but no, suddenly the ringing in my ears stopped and cautiously I opened my eyes. I wondered where I was— I knew it wasn't heaven for there was no music nor angels— but then again it wasn't very warm either!!

•See March. 1943, issue of B & R.

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RED I saw many buildings clustered close together and surrounded by acres of land and trees. There was no one around—except off in the distance there appeared to be a crowd of people all gathered around someone who was standing on an elevated object.

I turned around to look behind me and I found two large blinking* eyes staring： at me. Then someone said, “Whoooo--lo.

Hurt yourself?”

I was too frightened to answer until I saw what it was that had spoken. —A large, gray owl, and rather a bored looking one at that.

My fright left me, and curiosity took its place. I immedi­ ately asked several questions (as g：irls are often apt to do), “Where am I? What are all these buildings and who are those people and what are they doing and—’’ I had to pause for breath and the owl merely stretched, yawned, blinked and said, “It’s Arbor Day.” Evidently I looked rather stupid (no remarks, please) ami he continued, “丁hose people are students and this is a college. Northwestern College t'o be exact. Every year they plant a tree. It's an old tradition and many years a^o they used to clean up the campus too—but now of course there are experienced gardeners. In fact they debate for many weeks where to plant the tree so that they won’t disrupt the plan of the landscaping.

“The buildings, you say? Well, that one with the flat roof is a ^yro-^arage. Many students have gyroplanes, and they land on that rectangular platform on the roof which is really an elevator. When touched, it automatically descends and parks the plane in the garage below. This building right here is the old Recita­ tion Building;. Now it’s used for a museum and is one of the oldest buildings in existence. Years ago students actually recited in it.

Yes—those were the good old days. Just imagine一in those days the students actually had to wear their coats to classes because the rooms were so cold! But none of that today―oh, no! Now each desk is equipped with a heat dial whereby the student can regulate the temperature of the air within a certain area around his desk.

But, come along- and I’ll show you around.”

And then we went on a tour of the buildings, the like of which I had never dreamed of before. —The Reception Building which contained a large, comfortable student lounge with an automatic recorder and hundreds of records —The Chapel with a large console organ and chimes—The Fieldhouse with a seating- capa­ city of 50,000 一 the indoor swimming pool — The music library 10

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—Tiic Meeting House where each organization had its own room —all rooms being sound-proof to enable several meetings to be held at the same time.

We went up lhe steps of an impressive looking1 building and my guide said, ‘.You see before you the largest and best selection of books in the West — and any book can be found within a minute. There were comfortable looking chairs scattered around and I was tempted to linger — hut no — we stepped into an automatic elevator and whizzed up to the Girls’ Dorm. It looked very much like any floor in a hotel.

At this point the owl smiled a little and said, “Years !go the girls around here used to be more or less segregated, simply because it was mainly a boys' college. But girls were admitted, and tolerated after a fashion. The girls resented it and protested.

After many years of ar^uin.^ 一 because as you know men are rather contumacious — they won their point. It was a co-educalional college and they really deserved equal privileges.”

1 was very anxious to meet the occupants of this “Utopia” and T asked if they wouldn't be returning soon for dinner. But I was hchiiul tlu* times — niy guide asjain informed me: “It takes too much time for calin^ nowadays — time which can be used in many more useful ways. So the stuclcnts just take a few capsules and get all tlio vitamins etc. that they need. But I’ll take you over to meet them."

Just as \vc started in that direction I heard much shouting1 and laughiny and a voice said — "You have just heard a play by play description of the Wis.Minn, football game —’’ 1 mi^ht have known that dreams were only "images passing ihrou^h tlu. mind during sleep."

A BIOGRAPHY G. II. Becker

*'What liiiK* is it? What time is it? Hey, what time is it?

“Shut lip. I’m cluing my Greek. The Profs laid it on for Saturday. That ou^lu to be the easiest day. When I’m bucking all I'm good for, you start talking. Sextaners don’t ever learn anything, even tlunigh they stick with the course for two years and have ^ood prospects for a good session with next year’s Sexties.

(That’s the language I ought to use once in a while.)

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RED I take a good look at the lowly object in the S. E. corner of bare desk. T see about six strips of scotch tape running： very my dissymetrically over some glass shaped like a church window but a little smaller and not colored quite so prettily. I rub off a little dust. Well! It moves, I mean something behind that “church window moves. Why, it has three hands, one silver and two black! It’s a clock. I turn it around to look at the side. It’s very unattractive, and it doesn’t tick. It roars. I turn it around. It’s an electric one - at least there is an attachment to the outlet above the middle of my desk. That is the cord. For every inch of cord you can find about six inches of adhesive tape. (Maybe also a little friction tape.) From the way that critter is groaning, I guess it must have had some tou^h luck in its day. Well, let’s go back and see.

In a mid-western metropolis (population 863) a certain fillinj^ station owner was becoming so wealthy from tourist trade that he gave a small electric clock to every purchaser of 15 gallons of pfasoline. A small girl (she didn’t buy any gasoline) fortunately received one. Evidently the filling station must have had an unexpected splurge of business the day before. In her bed room. the faithful little clock kept perfect time as long as the V/2 horse­ power economy battery charter kept supplying* the town with electricity.

But since the clock was in the care of a girl, its electric mechanism was neglected and consequently began groaning and shivering', and not with cold! To keep the windows from break­ ing through sympathetic vibration, the young maid pulled the plug. Fortunately she had an ingenious brother, who was also very shrewd by the way.

“Well Sis, that clock ain’t 110 good. How much do you want for it. I can use it for a little experiment. If Td give you a quarter, I'd be helping you, and you might possibly help me.” And so the deal went over. Nearly every household has some 3 in 1 oil or something like that: this one did too. A few drops of the oil quickly relieved the dying time keeper of its a^onies. ]o show its gratitude, the well meaning1 servant kept time accurately for its new master. (He was my roommate for two years.) Even under his extreme care it had several groaning fits; but a few doses of 3 in 1 relieved it. It was very faithful. I had it on my desk.

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RED But I remember, one night I was awakened by some rumbling ill the bucking room. Immediately I thought of the ailing- clock.

I dashed in : there it was shaking- the whole desk. I pulled the plug：. My St. Regis never regained consciousness after that. But I couldn't sleep. That failing servant haunted me.

3 in 1 didn’t help after that. My roommate and I put our heads together.

‘T guess it needs a stronger close of medicine,” I suggested, "What do you think. Doctor?”

“Right, my boy. I don’t think it will be much too strong."

So T chased after a spoonful of oil used in a wshin^ machine motor, S. A. E. 20.

Our servant (in those days anything in the room in \yhich I wiis monitor was referred to as “ours”）never worried us except that it broke its face when it was dropped on the floor during one of its treatments. 'Ve simply taped its face with some scotch tape.

I entered Nortlnvcstcrn. A year later the servant accom­ panied its lenient master to Northwestern. I don’t think he could find any oil, at least his roommate wouldn’t allow the clock in the room if it was plu狀fd in. Of what use was it? It wasn’t al­ lowed to run, and it wasn't an object of beauty either.

My roommate didn’t want it either. So I turned to borrow­ ing. A classmate of mine had a motorcycle. I borrowed an ink bottle full of his oil, S. A. E. 90 or so, and I gave the clock a dose.

It ran very quiclly. It has needed only about three closes since September 22.

About a week ago it had another fit. All my Sexties were interested in quieting this servant of ours. I took it apart and showed them the intricate parts as they were functioning smoothly while I was pouring on the salve and explaining.

“Hey, what a funny outfit. Don’t those parts touch?” This naturally was a question from the Sex; he didn’t take science. **No, Sex, no. That's an induction motor. A motor of that kind cannot lie burned out, even though this particular one isn’t a self starting motor,” I explained. I stopped the clock. Started it. Stopped it. Started it again in reverse. It kept perfect time that way too. Incidentally, that should prove to be a time saving device.

As I was saying. Sex, this motor can't be burned out.” Just then I saw a spark fly, accompanied by a minor explosion.

My Sexes still don’t know what time it is.

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THE COAT IN THE CORNER M. A.

Every day the same hook holds the same coat in the same corner. Beside it hangs a hat. Both hat and coat are not new but show use, comfortable use, and a even little wear. They are not flashy. They are simple and sober. And as one looks at them, they seem to represent the man who wears them, a man used to a simple life, simple dress, simple, ordinary thought, a man who has never seen prosperous days and who never will, a man satisfied and happy, a man that smiles oftener than he laughs. He must be a man of settled character, set ideas, but a kind and gentle person, not a genius, not a scholar, not a man of reputation, but an ordinary person, respected, noticed, but not talked about more than anything- usual or un­ usual to which one has become accustomed. He evidently does many things the same way every day. His pattern of life is set.

Some might say he is in a rut. Some might despise him for it.

But most people would, I think, love him as something depend­ able and constant, as a last confidant in trouble, but never first in joy.

The coat and hat make me think these things and make me think of the day when the coat and hat will not keep their regu­ lar rendezvous with the hook, when the man they represent will die. The hook will be bare, and then some new hat and some new coat will be hanging from them. And life will go on. The man will not be missed because he is just an ordinary, simple human bein?, one of God’s many.

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Wilbert Gawrisch Rollin Reim | James Schaefer Marcus Albrecht ] Loren Schaller Carl Mischke .

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ITH this issue we break the seal of Volume 47 of the Black and Red. The offspring of the creative efforts of the former staff has been bound in solemn black covers and stored away in the hallowed archives of the staff room, a record of the thought and life of the students during the past year and a primary source of information for school historians and speakers at future homecoming banquets. Who can foretell what the new scroll will reveal as it unfolds?

The responsibility for a true portrait of the coming year’s life and thought traditionally rests primarily on the staff, but final success depends on the cooperation of the student body as a whole. Far from cocksureness is the feeling with which we assume our new responsibilities, yet we intend to devote our best efforts to the task. We shall earnestly consider any con15

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structive criticisms and suggestions and, as is of course under­ stood, welcome all contributions offered as a student’s honest effort. A glance at the above list will reveal that a rearrange­ ment has been made in the positions of staff members from that previously announced, for the good of the paper as we hope.

Though inwardly cherishing an optimistic dream of the dawn of a prolific literary age at Northwestern with a student body boasting imaginative poets, brilliant essayists, scourging satirists, and budding 0. Henrys, we are under no illusions as to the reality. The vain supplication and entreaty of some past editors, the trenchant castigation of the sterility and in- • difference of the student body by others din too loudly in our ears to be ignored. Nevertheless we grasp at the manifest rumblings in the bowels of that long dormant volcano, the Literary Society, as an indication of a cultural reawakening in what was once called the ‘‘oasis of culture’’，hoping that we shall see not only one of its spasmodic, ephemeral eruptions, but a veritable torrent of literary production pouring forth.

Both the Black and Red and the Literary Society are baro­ meters of student interest in the most concentrated and intense form of pleasure life in this world as a gift of God has to offer man, namely, the intellectual. Will the coming months regard with favor our hopes for an approaching rise? The answer lies in YOU! W. G.

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For us this victory is a firm, unchanging rock to which we can cling, the source of all our hope and true joy.

The world too celebrates on the first Sunday after the spring full moon. Yet its celebration is not the same as ours.

For the world this day has an altogether different meaning.

Easter is a day to display new clothes, feel the exhilaration of the fresh spring air, enjoy a big dinner, and take a nap. The world of today is still celebrating the ancient pagan rite 16

RED commemorating the return of Adonis to this world after his winter hibernation in the underworld as a symbol of the return of spring.

This year the Easter parade will be less gay, less colorful; perhaps it may be called off altogether. There will be fewer new clothes to display; the dinner tables will be less sumptuous; the fresh spring air will be polluted by the smoke of armament factories which know no holidays; the afternoon nap will be less restfull because of anxious thoughts about sons and loved ones in the steaming, oppressive jungles of New Guinea, or in the cold wastes of the Arctic, or on the burning sands of the African desert With one unexpected stroke the security which the world had built for itself has been swept away. Again the world sweats to win victory for itself by its own efforts, a victory it in blind delusion hopes to make permanent. It rejects Christ’s victory which He freely imputes to us. With hearts unafraid we who trust God’s gracious promise will celebrate this victory in the same quiet, meditating, grateful spirit in which we are accustomed to celebrate it.

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HERE are certain unfortunate individuals that are invested with the dubious honor of typing out the manuscripts for the Black and Red, I flatter some students by calling these documents manuscripts. But more of that later. Let me take you through the typing of several of these.

First of all we find an article by Winfred Schaller, Jr. He and Prof. Blume have long vied with Jeb Schaefer and Prof.

Franzmann for the worst penmanship in school. Now that would not be so bad. After all, — look where it got Messrs.

Blume and Franzmann. (I find it difficult to keep from commenting on Mr. Schaefer in this connection.) But Win insists on writing in pencil and apparently puts one sheet on the other when he writes. This does smear it up some, but it also helps. If you can’t read one page, try to decipher it by the in­ verted writing superimposed on the next page. (This is comparable to deciphering meters in an Aeschylean strophe by conferring the antistrophe.) We would advise a typewriter, except for the fact that our friend Schaller broke down and 17

RED wrote us a typewritten letter once. (Prof. Franzmann, please note cognate accusative.) Somehow or other he has the ability of transferring his ability- at poor writing to the machine also.

Perhaps he could hire a secretary; but not for long. You see, it is a hard enough pill for us to swallow, when we must type one of his articles (after the hieroglyphics have been cleared up) to give up our political, national, athletic, musical, racial, and classical ideas to set forth his document on paper. A secretary might feel the same way and revolt. There is no hope for him.

Then we might come to something like the Athletics. Not having indulged ourselves, we have found in this column a tremendous increase of vocabulary, much of which was not in­ tended by the original writer. It seems that this is a foreign language in part, and we are only happy to say that Mr. Kujath of the last staff had a fairly legible pen.

Have you ever seen one of Mark Albrecht’s articles? The handwriting, although far from beautiful, can be read, — at least enough of it to make deciphering of other words possible.

But to find through the paper without a road map is another matter. Inserted paragraph here, omission there, crossed out words and phrases, with the substitution on the bottom (if we’re lucky) of another sheet, four pages hence. He might try the system of arrows, but they would be lost in crossing, no doubt. Perhaps if he could keep from changing anything the last time he rewrites, the final draft would be fairly easy to follow. Only one more thing: We hope that the novelty of Greek wears off soon, and that he will begin to use the Latin alphabet again.

Now these are three examples, and not the worst by any means. We are only awaiting the day of manuscripts written from bottom of page to top, and especially from left to right (sympathetic vibrations, caused by an over-study of Hebrew.)

We can offer only this remedy: give every incoming Sextaner and Freshman one of the following: a course in penmanship, a typewriter, or a secretary.

E. W. T.

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RED Noise and More Noise Office of the President United Brotherhood of Afternoon Sleepers Northwestern College Watertown, Wisconsin March 31, 1943 Dear Students: I’m not a chronic crank. I never was, and I certainly hope that I will never be one. I’m not even a “greasy grind”. I’m just a common everyday individual, well, not common, but at least an everyday individual. In fact, I’m a pretty good guy once you get to know me, even if I must say so myself. But, doggonit, I’m now about as aggravated as any one ever was or will be. Why, you may ask? Okay, since you asked for it, these are the reasons why.

One fine spring afternoon not long ago I was tired, in fact, dead tired. I had just completed the night before, or rather I should say the morning too (until about two-thirty A. M.), a rather exhaustive study of Church History, namely ‘‘The De­ velopment of the Roman Hierarchy’’ (Priesthood, c. f. Sohm par. 11, 12, 13). So being a perfectly normal (at least I hope I am) person, I, according to the set and determined rules of nature, needed a little rest. Thus, consequently, I betook my­ self to my humble couch, there intending to grab a few winks of well deserved]sleep until supper time.=But, alas, such was not to be my fate. I was destined to spend perhaps the most miserable two hours that I have ever spent in my short career.

Of course, I am a lenient fellow, and I don’t especially mind it if two or three fellows want to sit on my couch when I am try­ ing to sleep, even if they have to sit on top of me to do so.

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Maestro Horn, Assistant Director of the Northwestern College Band, had apparently given strict orders to all promis­ ing candidates that plenty of practice is one of the main re­ quisites ot' all future skills and artistry in music. A certain Sextaner, obedient to the command of our very able conductor, accordingly attempted to follow in the footsteps of the great John Phillip Sousa (or Joseph Kryl, if you will) by playing his cornet (also spelled com-ette by non-music lovers) as loudly as 19

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add, not quite as accurately. This serenade wasn’t too unbear­ able yet, even if the partitions between the various rooms of our dormitory are made of wallboard which easily permits the passage of sounds from rooms three doors away to pass through them. But then his room-mate, I blush to say that he was a class-mate of mine—a Junior-, promptly got out his French horn (I think that’s what that mass of brass is called) and proceeded to attempt, and I do mean attempt, to play a duet with this Sextaner. I appreciate good music, but this was terrible. I never heard sq many “blue” notes in one piece, even if the sup­ posed title of the piece was “White Christmas”. Good Homer could not even have a chance to nod in this bedlam. I, foaming at the mouth, promptly rushed into that room where that mys­ terious noise was emanating from, and gently (?) asked the aformentioned august gentlemen to refrain from practicing in that room. I also informed them in plain colloquial language that Northwestern College has a very nice sound-proofed bandroom, which, if not locked as it usually is, would serve their purpose rather adequately. And so I wandered back to my couch; now two more new enemies were added to my list.

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly Hades broke loose and spewed forth all its most terrible venom. * 'Prieeeeeeeezzzz, Hey, Ed., I’m going to take a shower,” sounded a loud voice from the first floor. (I just can’t see why Northwestern College had to buy a public address system; every one around here seems blessed with a very powerful voice). "Hey, Baurt,; “Hey, Ed.”： "Hey, Baur”； "Hey, Ed.’’： and so on back and forth boomed these powerful voices. But by now being too tired to move, I let them yell to their heart’s content. And now quiet—for about a minute.

Don Ortner now decided to let us all derive a little benefit from his record-player (estimated value $75.00), and amid the squeaks and groans of various clarinets, trombone and pianoes, and of idling motors of trucks being loaded with ashes from the furnace-room, and of someone calling Dick Werner to the telephone, the majestic peals of a thunderous organ work by the great master himself, Johann S, Bach, came seeping up through the floor from the room below. Noise, just NOISE! I was now licked, thoroughly defeated.

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RED With hanging head and heavy heart I arose from my abbreviated sleep and summoned my Prep to play softball-catch with me in a futile attempt to salvage at least a little satisfac­ tion and enjoyment from the chaos that had once been a nice spring afternoon. Of course, I admit that I too have my many faults in this respect as to the making of noise, as “BigEhm” Mischke then so deftly stated, but I am willing to refrain from my rather boisterous renditions (much as it will hurt me) of the alto aria from George Fredrick Handel’s “Messiah”，or from J. S. Bach’s immortal “Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring’’，if___the other students in the dormitory will also compromise and be more quiet in the afternoons yet to come.

Gentlemen, my proposal is merely this. I am not asking you for any earth-shaking sacrifices, but I am pleading that you enterprising future concertmasters please betake yourselves to band room, or to one of the piano-rooms (which are all conveniently located). There you may take your necessary practice.

I also beg the future orators to keep their voices down to a mild roar when they converse in the hall. And, again, if some one requests that you call another student to the telephone on the first floor, please go up to his room and summon him privately; don’t yell for several minutes. I ask you, is this asking too much?

Very sincerely yours, Herb Walther Self-appointed president of the “United Brotherhood of Afternoon Sleepers, Local No. 6636.

Public Speaking articles have been written concerning public speaking MANY here at Northwestern. Some students have criticized rather severely. They have suggested a course in public speaking in our college curriculum. They believe it is a pre­ requisite for entering the Seminary; that we should not spend our first three years in the ministry learning how to speak, but that we should know how to speak beforehand. I must say that I do not disagree with them, but in view of the fact that we have no set course here, let us make the best of what we have. "Let us make the old coat last another year.”

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Now i shall attempt to show what I mean by the foregoing statement. Mind you, I am not outlining a speaking course. I am merely presenting what I have learned in four years of Oratory at Public High-School, and what I have picked up there.

Since practice makes perfect, let me point out the truth of this familiar expression. I have stated that we have no speak­ ing course, but in reality we have something like it. The Fresh­ man German Class usually receives the fundamentals of speak­ ing and has a chance to apply them by giving six declamations in German. In history, English, and other classes we often deliver speeches and oral topics. These are all mild forms of speech work.

Let me give my plan of benefiting from these opportunities of speaking. To do this we must know a few of the main causes of failure in speaking, a few rules to apply, and above all, of the employment of common sense.

In public speaking faulty breathing is a common cause of failure. By shallow breathing the individual has no volume, and therefore is licked before he starts. To remdy this, in­ hale deeply, first filling the abdomen and then the chest. It is natural by filling the abdomen first that the filling of the chest will be a physiological consequence. Placing one foot slightly ahead of the other and pressing one’s weight on it will aid in breathing. Proper breathing helps insure health, and health and bodily vigor are the prerequisites to success in public speaking.

Our next issue deals with stage-fright. Few normal persons are entirely immune to stage-fright. Let this fact console you if stage-fright is one of your worries. The real cause of it is self-consciousness. According to authorities, more than half of all adults suffer self-consciousness. The selfconscious person is thinking too much of himself, up there on the stage, or standing before so many staring eyes. Forget yourself, cease to be aware that you are yourself, human and fallible and weak. Preparing what you are going to say is the best cure, prepare so thoroughly that you have SELF-CONFI­ DENCE instead of self-consciousness. Experience and practice count. Poise and a good stage presence come with practice.

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When learning a speech by heart learn it as a whole, not word for word. Learn its substance. Associate your thoughts, and your memory will not fail you.

When you begin your speech do not forget to open your mouth. Remember that an audience wants to hear what you have to say. They are not there to hear you mumble. Just re­ member what has heretofore been said, and you will have your own speech course. Your practice in classes will make you a speaker, for in class you are learning- something to say, and that is also VERY important.

Again I say that self-confidence is paramount. Glenn C. Cunningham offers an example. After being told by doctors that he will be a cripple for life because of a burned leg, becomes the champion mile runner of the world. He has a POWERFUL INNER DRIVE. That is what you need, and by the time you graduate from Northwestern you should be well equipped to speak in public.

L. Wurster

Gentlemen, It Worked 'HIS is a rather odd thing- for one, who has taken at best a passive interest, and at worst a skeptic attitude toward the new Literary Society of Northwestern, to say. This admission is due to the program, ‘‘The Rise of Japan,” presented by Mr. Herbert Walther in the Collegiate Chapel on March 22.

We went doubting; we returned convinced.

Suddenly torn from the noises about us, we entered a hushed theatre, with the house lights dark, to be shown to our seats by a neatly dressed usher. Soft music, enchanting, be­ witching music met our ears. Before us we saw a dimly lit Japanese temple. A priest approaches the temple with a candle, bows before the entry, a cymbal crashes, the priest goes in, lights the incense, and retires from the scene. The proper Oriental mood has been created. Mr. Walther’s setting and Mr. M. Albrecht’s choice of music must be commmended. Both demonstrate a fine spirit of showmanship. Mr. Malchow makes a fine priest.

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The program proper began and ended as a radio broadcast, announced by Mr. James Stuart (we will not insult your intelli­ gence; a little imagination will give you his correct name,) who is also an up and coming young Elmer Davis, we noted later.

The choice of topics showed an intelligent study of all material concerned, for they followed quite logically. The first of these was presented by Mr. Carl Nowack, who spoke on the geography of Japan, and who surprised us by presenting the one topic, which we had expected to be bored by, in a beauti­ fully vivid manner. Mr. John Schaadt pointed out the econo­ mic and political development of the nation in such a manner that we can only say, an admirable job of condensation. Not to be outdone by his precursors, Mr. Herbert Kuske astounded us with his newly-acquired knowledge of the language. He apolo­ gized for his lack of pedogogical experience. He need not have.

The religion of the land was explained, both historically and dogmatically, by Mr. Carl Mischke, another man well chosen.

Mr. Wm. Zell was to speak on the rise of the army in Japan, which, although carried out well, was nevertheless eclipsed by his knowledge of oriental psychology.

The speaker’s stand was decorated with the equipment issued to a Japanese soldier. This had been captured on Guadalcanal. Mr. Walther, it seems, does not overlook a thing.

The objectivity of a program depicting our opponent in the war should be copied elsewhere. Mr. K. J. Eggert’s new arrange­ ment of the national anthem should be taken down also. The publicity campaign brought forth as its fruits an immense and well-behaved audience. We were overjoyed to see so many faculty members with their families. Although Mr. Reim and his aides-de-camp worked hard on the synchronization of the slides, the job proved just a bit too difficult. The idea was good, anyway.

Yes, gentlemen, it worked. If the literary society can bring forth more productions of this nature, then we can not deny that we had erred. Let’s go, Mr. Nolting.

E. W. T.

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Richter Chorale and Motette: Jesu, Priceless Treasure —Bach Muede bin ich arr. by Prof. C. F. Bolle T. Hartwig

Chorus: Cherubim Song___ 0 Bone Jesu ......... .

And Gross Darkness Christ ist erstanden.

Benediction............

Bortniansky ...Palestrina .........Haydn ____ Reuter _____ Bach

On the evening of March 28 the abov*e program was success­ fully sung by the male chorus to a full house. Everyone was esthetically satisfied, although we fear some may have been annoyed at watching the conductor’s arm producing varied con­ tortions on the north curtain. This defect in lighting can probably be remedied at future programs.

Upon glancing at the program for the first time we were thrilled to think Northwestern was breaking tradition and in­ troducing a directorless chorus. But confusion worse confound­ ed 一 a figure in black walked out and mounted the podium..

Perhaps a more complete program would lessen the mental strain.

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Personally we feel that the octette should not appear on a concert given by the chorus. The chorus needs no auxiliary organization to aid it at its concerts.

We feel that the last section of the program was misplaced • • It should have preceded the section before it. Certainly the perennial favorite, Jesu, Priceless Treasure, would have been a more appropriate finale.

Again we say—the concert was a success, and we are look­ ing forward with eager anticipation towards the chorus’ next concert.

P. Nolting：

One Hundred Per Cent! • • • • went over the top in the recent member­ N ORTHWESTERN ship drive for the Red Cross. We can well be proud of the sticker which graces our dormitory bulletin board com memorating a 100% enrollment of the collegiate body. The preps did well too, many of them becoming full-fledged members in spite of the fact that the Red Cross does not expect membership con­ tributions from those who are under eighteen. Total collections amounted to $113.

A ready response also greeted the Red Cross call for blood.

38 donors from Northwestern gave their blood at the recent Blood-Bank, and several others who offered were disappointed that they could not be accepted. Could a more patent proof be asked for the fact that, although our government has exempted us from military service, we at Northwestern do not feel a lack of obligation toward our country in its hour of dire need?

W. G.

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Imtmt 辦otes The Rev. Wm. P. Holzhausen，’21，formerly of Tappen, North Dakota, was installed as pastor of Trinity Lutheran Church of West Mequon, Wisconsin, on March 7，1943. Prof.

Edmund Reim，’11，officiated.

The Rev. Elmer Mehlberg，’36, formerly of Faith, South Dakota, on March 14, 1943, was installed as pastor of St. John’s Ev. Luth. Church at Tappen, North Dakota. The Rev. 0. W. Heier，’32, officiated.

Ensign Carl A. Mittelstaed, ex. ’39, was married to Miss Elizabeth Beutler on February 19, 1943, at La Crosse, Wiscon­ sin. Being in the United States Naval Reserve, Ensign Mittel­ staed is now stationed and going to school in Washin gton, D. C. Lt. Wm. A. Robisch, ex. ，39, was married to Viola Reicherdt on March 23, 1943, in Fort Atkinson, Wisconsin. He left recently for his new post at Camp Stuart, Georgia. His bride accompanied him.

Ensign Carl Nolting, ex. ’43，recuperating from injuries sustained in a parachute jump, visited here for a few days early in March.

Lt. (j. g.) Marcus Horn, ’40，visited here for a short time on his way home.

Clayton Krug, ’38, of Ripon, Wisconsin, is the proud father of a new baby.

It will interest members of the class of 1908 to learn that Evvald (Dutchy) Graf has been heard from. He is living in Chicago.

The Rev. Harold Warnke，’31，of Princeton, Wisconsin, was recently married to a nurse from Minneapolis.

Addresses of Service Men

Pvt. Robert Lied Company D 423 Infantry Fort Jackson, South Carolina Pvt. Martin Nommensen Hdg. Comp. 326th Glider Inf. Army Air Base Alliance, Nebraska Pvt. Paul Werner 36807949 553rd C. A. (A. A.) Btry. B. Sep. Bn. Camp Hulen, Texas

Max Stueber, HA2 U. S. Naval Hospital San Diego, California Pvt. Karl Uplegger Co. D. 7th Tng. Bn. I. R. T. C. Fort McClellan, Alabama Theo. Behm A. S. Co. 415 Great Lakes, 111.

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RED Alumni, this column is included in the Black and Red for your benefit and pleasure. We have been told that it is the first thing you turn to in a new issue. We should like to see it a treasury of news about your old classmates and friends. There is but one way this can be accomplished, that is with the full cooperation of each individual alumnus. Unfortunately our sources of information are greatly limited. The usual procedure is to canvass the dormitory on the night of the deadline and scrape together the scattered bits of news which the students happen to have heard from home. More we can not do. To fill this column is up to you! Jot your news down on a postcard and mail it to the Black and Red. We also of course heartily welcome literary contributions from you.

If your ties with Northwestern are at all dear to you, they are worth maintaining. We are beginning to wonder if gradua­ tion means a welcome breaking of the thread linking the graduate to the past. Is he really overjoyed that his college life is behind him? Does he want nothing more to do with the school? The only way an alumnus can keep in contact with his alma mater after he has left is in most cases through the publication of its present students. Yet alas, how few alumni do we find on our subscription list! Is your name missing?

Annual appeals and “drives” have all gone down the path of failure. What is the reason? We hereby transfer this column into your hands. On you depends what it will be in this new volume.

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Campus and Classroom High in that room on fourth floor, (And I bet ’twas behind a locked door) The B and R Staff B’gan sifting the chaff, When Zooks! They, chose a Soph7more!

At a subsequent fraternal meeting, They opined, with insidious greeting, ‘‘Lad, just do your best And nature the rest, ’Tho you’ll prob’ly take a fierce beating!”

So with humours predom’nate with bile, In our own inim’table style, We dip pen in ink, (Exclusively Quink) And if the net results seem a mite hazy, the feeling is mutual.

— your new reporter In view of the fact, dear reader, that sooner or later, willy or nilly, you’ll form an opinion of this new incoming staff, be it good or---- , we should like to ease the shock of contact by introducing the gentlemen, in any sequence the spirit should prod, and with, perhaps, and a few pertinent remarks appended to each.

After you’ve run this thru, it is our humble contention that any reader, Jew or Gentile, could accost one of them in later life with a “Why, I know you—you mustaben on the B and R Staff as glamorized by the Campus and Classroom editor back in April, A. D. 1943,” be it on the streets of Milwaukee, or Tokyo, or Tomah, or — but I fear our tale grows with the telling. Without further adieu, the Staff: Will Gawrisch: sine dubio, the buckingest gent in the institution — medium stature — ears slightly out of line.

Rollie Reim: statuesque—acquiline, upon which rest shell specs, a flare for the sandy blond.

Jeb Schaefer: of the beetling brows — oloofronos (Grk.) — almost a charter member at St. Mark’s.

Sam Albrecht: walks pigeon toed — born with a rather loose mandible—brainie—don’t try to argue with him.

Us: a profile that only a mother could love.

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Ame Mischke; deceptively urban — is putting on weight—first sermon in outline form.

Kratz Schroeder: blond locks fast thinning—first to be affected by Spring — claims to know something about tree nursing.

Touch Albrecht: plenty of ballast below the ankles — enough to fill brother’s hoof-prints — too young to donate blood.

Moments of highest elevation: banquet Moments of lowest depression: next deadline Campus generalia：

As soon as these teeming buds decide to burst, the campus will be decked out in her usual vernal finery. Ah, that’s a pleasant thought— Campus speciflca:

Can anyone give us a sensible answer as to: when and why the decidedly aquiline schnozz which figures so prominently in the profile of our sprinter, which same strikes us as being very ungen tileish?

Classroom generalia:

Classes have been following one another more or less in the order as prescribed in Sept, last—attendance: fair to middlin’, ’tho our hearts go out to those les miserables who must perforce miss valuable periods to have their eyes tested.

Classroom specifics:

Shortcut to a students heart: Prof: ‘‘Well, I hope you lads learned something bucking for your Anabasis exam—’cus we won’t have any!”

Sophs: Stunned silence, at last dispelled by the husky voice of our class oracle: "Are you kidding?”

Vowel degradation

Just ask Osborne what he’d call that culinary utensil in which our coffee is rewarmed.

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Oh, thou tow-headed youth, That cometh at hour uncouth, With mien of the N. B. I. sleuth, To sweep our lowly booth.

Oh hear!

Thinkst thou in light premature To make thy task sinecure?

Oh, lax duster of furniture, Who sorely need’st palpable cure, Hear, 0 hear!

----- fragmentary (fortunately) Sure-fire Harbingers of Spring “Westie” vows he had a strike on his combination thread and bent pin in the Science room aquarium—Hund “Rags’’and ball are getting their regular recess and noon-hour work-outs (they both sure take a pounding, huh?) —those Ft. Atkinson phone calls are coming in more regularly now — recently seen wasting a beautiful afternoon riding^ his bike when he could’ve been greasing, Gawrisch — Dannie Malchow’s bird list has soared to the mid-twenties—the Sexties are casting down-right amorous glances in the direction of the Canteen’s tobacco supply.

Idle rumor has it that y. t. succeeded in getting those corduroy pants folded and sent home for a washing.

----- unverified Who says the literary societies don’t advertise their pro­ duct? Substantial proof that billboards are a powerful per­ suader: Bull Horn was numbered among the audience!

That room which lies due south of that door which, after concerts and the like, is embellished with the inscription ‘•Women’’，hereby challenges all and sundry to a tennis match or matches on the campus courts, singles or doubles, so, name your poison, gents!

The local chapter of the Red Cross asked for contributions for their membership drive. The college department responded splendidly with an all-out 100% rally. The number of doors boasting th ree and four stickers surely is a sight to warm the heart.

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Its corollary, the Red Cross blood-bank, also claimed an in­ spiring representation from the college. Highlights: they tapped "Stud Boor” acoupla times and then gave up in disgust —after a few incisions, Harry Wiedmann eked outhis,n—guilty of blacking out: Seniors—“Butch” Mahnke; Juniors—"Sch叩’’； Sophs — (Oh, that it should come to this) y. t. We owe our speedy recovery to: eye-filling nurses, bronze mementos, the subsequent lunch, and Erv. Bilse’s vitamin-impregnated grub.

As for that bright spot in the Spring curriculum, Arbor Day, we fear our class spirit would preclude any objective fore­ casts. (Just wait till the next issue!) A tentative highlight: tree-interring ceremony after dinner, sparked by an address by a coed.

The sacred concert presented by the Male Chorus on March 28 was a success in every respect. An inspired chorus and attentive audience were the noteworthy factors. The swellest compliment came the next morning via a professor, who remarked that he was especially impressed by the quality of the concert, because he knew the chorus had no imminent Easter tour to spur it on.

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Major Premise: What a funny guy the Soph are.

When he go to school, he sleep almost, When he don’t buck, he flop almost: He:ain’t got no sense hardly, He go out every night, almost, He got a lot of fun, I betcha!

----- geschmeared Minor Premise: What a beautiful bird The frog am; Then he sit, he stand, Almost, On what he ain’t got, Hardly.

Conclusion: What does that make us? anyhow?

Nota Bene Consolata: Quod licet Jovi, Non licet bovi.

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ATHLETIC S PROLOGUE Thank you, Mr. Kujath. We have just finished our first season without regular varsity basketball and are about to begin our second season without baseball. Prospects for a football season next fall arc anything- but bright. So, you see, the campus will he teeming with news for a sports column. My only headache will be to select the best items. As to the policy I shall follow in gathering1 and interpreting athletic events, suffice it to say that I have none. I realize, of course, that there are times when a col­ umnist will say practically anything that fills space. However, having learned from my predecessors that even sports writers can err, the prognostications in this column will be kept at a minimum.

Witli this thought I leave you and hopefully begin my first col­ umn.

For Auld Lang Syne 1 year a^o—Kujath wrote his first column. Sports news was nearly as scarce as now.

5 years ajjo—The Senior keglers defeated Milton by 140 pins.

“Red” Lambert led the Seniors with a 163 average for the season. Captain Panels issued a call for all tennis enthusi­ asts.

10 years a^o—Mission House College entered the Tri-State Con­ ference. Prospects for the baseball s e a s b n were bright with thirteen veterans on hand. Arrangements were being made for a conference 尺olf tournament to be held at Milton.

20 years ago—The Northwestern nine opened their season by dropping1 three in a row.

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40 years ago—Apparently the sports editor failed to meet the* deadline.

Volleyball Because the stage was erected for the chorus concert, the volleyball tournament was limited to one round. A highly favored Junior team was deprived of its second set of T-shirts in as many sports. An aggressive Soph team turned the trick. Defeated by the Juniors in the first game of their match 1)v the overwhelming score of 15-1，they came 1)ack to take the match and gain a tie for first place with tlie Juniors, ’「he playoff which followed was hot­ ly contested, but ended with t*he Sophs takin.sf two straight to win the crown. W. Nomniensen, L. Kolander, L. Schallcr, M. Albrecht, H. Bauer, L. Schrocder made up the team. Incidenlally, this was the first intramural championship ever won by this class.

The final standings including the playoff— Won Lost Team 5 Sophs 2 Juniors 2 3 Seniors ⑴ Tertia (1) 3 2 Frosli 0 5 Seniors (2) Dartball The Quintaners were ofTicially declared dartball clianipions l)y taking the Little World Series from Karl Otto's Seniors 4 panics to 2. Looks like an off year for the Seniors.

Bowling Not much activity here. Bowling failed t" hold its own against the other attractions of spring.

Softball The Twilight Soft1)all League will a«ain occupy the lime­ light in the spring sport's program. Last year’s championshi]) Senior team is back intact, and with Hartwijj on ihc mound and Albrecht’s power at the plate, must be conceded a likely chance to repeat. The Juniors have all their veterans back, and with Henke and Noltin^ amon^ the promising newcomers, should be somewhat stronger than last year. The Sophs will he handicapped l)y the absence of last year’s battery, M. Nomniensen and Rosin, as well as outfielder Uplcgger. It is rumored that “Judge” Becker will be moved up from scorekeeper's position to fill one of the vacant spots. The Frosh are an unknown quantity. Since their 34

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Enthusiasm will make lip for what this class lacks in experience.

Practice will begin as soon as the weather permits, and the sea­ son's opener is scheduled immediately after the Easter recess.

Event of the Month With the erecting of the concert sta^e by the Junior class the month's sport’s activities reached their peak. This project brought to light skills and abilities hitherto dormant. Highlights: Most daring scene—Schaefer, perched on a crossbeam, trying desperately to catch the wrenches which “Big Ed” Priesz was throwing in his general direction. Most graceful—Schaller’s six laps around the track. Nearest thing to a casualty—Wiedmann unloading the ignited contents of his meerschaum into his blonde hair while attempting to chin himself. All in all the undertaking proved very successful. The ladder left standing in the balcony as a background for the male chorus concert is proof enough that even the smallest details were meticulously attended to.

Random Thoughts and Observations—Verified and Otherwise Henke was amono* the first to warm up his pitching' arm for the baseball season there won't be.

Keturakat still insists that he is intramural manager. After all, how are \vc to know ?

“Blackie” Bcrnthal feels that my predecessor’s choice for volleyball's “man of tlie year” should be altered. We wonder why ?

Since we saw the film on the Judo experts, jujitsu has been the lastest dormitory fad.

The tennis courts have been marked and are ready for use.

Check out your nets from Intramural Manager Keturakat.

We wonder whether any one will have the necessary courage to umpire the softball gximes.

Flash! Beckmann reports that Lois Fulbrigge is the new girl’s bowling champ with a score of . 182.

N. B. This column reeks of Juniors. Sorry I had to beat you to it.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

LITERARY— Heartbreak

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A Strange Coincidence--------

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A Good Good Friday Sermon

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EDITORIAL— The Emancipation of Woman---------

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The Candid Photographer or Don't Laugh_____________ __________

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COLLEGE NOTES— Mid-Season Concert___

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Music with a Flourish___

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THE BLACK AND RED Volume XLVII.

Watertown, Wis� May 1943.

March 3. 1870. Publishetl momhly. Subscription, One Dollar.

HEARTBREAK K. J. lujtjert

Ah, they are senseless of my pain 一 The rose, the lily, and the lark.

They do not feel the bitterness That fills and overfills my heart.

If they could know my agony, Could share that numbing grief with me, The wild rose her blush might pale, The bridal lily dark her veil.

But they can never know. And I Must wander, lonely and apart, And listen, with a breaking heart, To hear the careless, caroling lark.

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RED A. D. 1943 Tlnirs. the 8th of April Dear Myrna, How are you Myrna ? I am fine, but my hack aches like everything. You probably think that's from doing Latin, Myriia, but it isn’t. Tliat，s silly. You ought to know better. You get headaches from do in钇 Latin, not backaches. But I suppose a woman can’t know about such things. Women belong on the farm.

And I ought to know, Myrna. I study Art up here. Remember?

That’s about Greek women. Anyhow, I got the backache from rakinpf the campus. It’s what they call “Arbor Day” here. Arbor is a Latin word that means a place where they keep ships in. Docsn’t make much sense to me. I think I missed that word in a Latin lest once, never a^ain. Anyhow Arbor Day is a kind of Holiday like Christmas when you don’t have any school and have a lot of fun. I think I mig-ht as well tell you what happened. You sure ougfht to know if anybody should, Myrna, cause your my best ^irl, back home.

There was sure a lot of noise in the halls this morning. The Junior class, which runs the school, was talking to the prof that lakes care of the lawn. He didn’t want to have Arbor I)av *todav, Init the Juniors did. So we did. Jeb. Shafer (you know, the fel­ low that looks like a gangster in the movies) is president here, and he told him we won't have any" better day before leister. I sure admire how he phoned that prof to his way of thinkin.cr.

There are two reasons for Arbor Day, Myrna. 1) Rake the campus. 2) Amuse the collcgiatcs. We preps do both. Number one with rakes, number two with tobacco. You see, once a year the cantene makes some money selling cigarettes to us preps. That's on Arl)or Day. It works fast. In about an hour my friend Kenny Kolander was the first one to drop his rake and make the fellows laugh. Fritzy Bartz claims he was first. I don’t know. I couldn't see so good myself. Now I know why they call this the (lav of (laze, isn’t that funny Myrna? It really should be days of days, lnit it’s funnier this way. Daze is spellt different. Get it Myrna?

Quarta, Quinta (Latin), and us did all the raking. And 1)oy, was there a. lot of grass. I thought the grass was kincla soft and wet for. raking, but the Juniors said it was dry enough and isn’t it a beautiful day. What should I have say? (Poetry, Myrna!)

The Tertianers who are almost Juniors the way thev act came with a car pulling a city wagon with rubber tires just like we have at home. They had to take the leaves away and they couldn't keep up with us rakers at all. They had to work till 2:30 in the afternoon.

The Freshmen didn’t do anything- cause the liasehall field was too wet. That's a secret but I can tell you.cause you won’t tell anyone I told will you Myrna.

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T can’t tell you much about the Seniors Myrn;i, since they didn't do anything but act normal. Some of them helped tlic coc(ls (sirls) beat rugs and have fun. I'm sending alon^ a picture of them having fun. Aren’t they purty? Wish I could tell you which one I’m sweet on, InU she won’t let me. She likes to drink from the bottle tho. (That’s a hint) They had red-pop and do­ nuts. So did we. That was lunch.

Some fellows acted awful strange, M yrna. One was standing on top of a tree talking like Roosevelt. The tree was pretty lii^h too. T giiess they call him Judas something or other.

I'm sending a couple of pictures alon尺 lhat a funny j^uy with long legs took while、ve worked. He is a Junior, so T bought some. You might as well have them. The two with L. A. S. *em Lorri泛 Schaller took. Send them back.

After dinner which I didn’t; get much down of, the 1)aiul got into those funny black suits they have and played the Star Spangled Banner I think it was while they put a new flajj on the pole. Tlicn the sophomores planted a pine tree and a red fla.tr they (lug up some­ where. Gosh, Myrna, they make a lot of trouble plantinii： a little tree. It took a Greek prof, a coed they call Swifty cause she's so good at Latin, and the liabtist minister.

After they finally got the tree in, everybody sort ct disap­ peared. They went on hikes and stuff. T don’t know whore, but when they came back for supper they reminded me of y<mr Papa after the church picnic last June.

This is setting too long Myrna, so I’ll say j»;oo(l-1)yo. Goodbye.

Very true love.

Benny P. S. This Ion尺 guy Reim just asked me if he could print this letter in the Black and Red. He said is was so naive that it would help me get on the staff some clay. Isn’t that nice? I said isn’t it kincla personal though ? And he said sure, but you love her don’t you.

So its all right.

LIVE AND LEARN Glenn Boyer

Bob comes driving to a traffic light that, as luck would have it, happens to be red. He glances over and sees Bill in the next car. He says, "Hey, Bill, why don’t you get that coffee boiler off the road?”

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"How would you like to bet five dollars on that?”

“It’s a go. I’ll run the wheels off that hay wagon.”

“Hey, look, there is Jake! Let’s get him in on this.”

Hi Jake! How would you like to get beat away from this light. ‘‘Neither of you can beat me and you know it.”

The light turns green and three streaks flash away. They meet again at the light in the next block.

Bill says, "I told you I could beat you.”

"You were lucky that time, but this time you will look as if you were standing still.”

Jake says, “No, I don’t think I will go in on this one. I think I will drive properly for a change•” The light turns green. Bill and Bob shoot away to a roaring start. Bill leads but he sees a car coming up behind him. He sees a red light on the top of the car that is flashing. The car forces him over to the curb after it has pulled alongside of him.

A gent neatly dressed in a blue uniform gets out and waves Bob to the curb. Then he says: “Well，boys, where is the fire?”

“Were we driving too fast?”

“No! You were flying to low. What is your name?”

“Bill Gray.，， “And yours?”

“Bob Green.”

“How fast were you going, BUI?” “I don’t know.”

“What is the speed limit?”

“35 miles per hour.”

"Then, why were you going 50?”

I don’t know.”

“I’ll let you tell it to the judge.”

The next day both boys appeared in court. The Judge took their names and made them take an oath. "Bill Gray and Bob Green, do you plead guilty or not guilty to driving 55 miles per hour on Lincoln Drive between Indiana and Wisconsin Avenues?”

"Guilty.”

“What do you think that I should do with you?”

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“Well, I understand you were racing and you know that is very dangerous, but it is the first offence for both of you, so I will let you go this time.” *'Thank you, Judge.”

Now go home and be good little boys. The next time you want to race, buy a couple of kiddy cars. I assure you that you will have less trouble and you will live much longer. Case dismissed.”

ON THE WINGS OF SLEEP II. Kuxkc

There is a complete lack of light or sound on the stage.

Suddenly in a miraculous manner the stage is full of life and action. We have not seen the start. It is just as if we had suddenly fallen from the sky into a strange yet vaguely familiar world. We do not even have to discover that Herbert Kuske is the center of the action— it is self-evident. The scene of action is some front in the fight against Germany just where it is not clear. Lieut. Herbert Kuske is a pilot in a squadron of the new Republic Thunderbolts that have just arrived in this arena.

They go up to escort the forts about twice a week. They are very successful against the best that the enemy can put in­ to the air against them. On one of these raids a Focke-Wulfe scores a freak hit on the carburetor of Lieutenant K/s plane.

The sound of the hit is much like that of a bell. Lieutenant K. is forced down on a road well in enemy country. He looks at the motor. Luckily nothing is seriously damaged. A little adjustment with a pliers will enable him to escape.

He walks to a nearby farmhouse for the tool. A vaguely familiar man meets him at the door and, having heard the request, goes to get the pliers. Suddenly a flash comes to Lieutenant K__ this is der Fuehrer in person. A desperate * There are two very definite reasons why this article has come into being.

Some time ago I inadvertently remarked in the presence of Mr. Gawrisch that I had an idea for an article in the Black ami Rod. Since then he has constantly reminded me of this chance observation. The second reason is as follows: As Professor Berg has undoubtedly observed, I find it exceed­ ingly hard to arrive at breakfast on time. 1 offer this to him for what it is worth.

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Almost instantly Gestapo men and Death’s Head Guards appear. They do not shoot for fear of hitting the Fuehrer, but try to overtake Lieutenant K. by running. He reaches the plane, feverishly adjusts the carburetor. He manages to get the Fuehrer and himself into the cockpit and the motor started just as the first Death’s Head Guard reaches the plane.

The guard manages to hold on and is making his way into the plane. But before he can reach the cockpit cover the Thunder­ bolt is in the air and a few acrobatics easily dispose of him.

The scene grows hazy until we come to a crowd celebrating the declaration of peace. Bells are ringing, people are shouting ---- again the scene dims out.

Gradually a new scene takes shape. It is a huge parade ground. Thousands of troops are on the field. Lieutenant K. is in front of them. President Roosevelt and General Eisenhower are facing him. The President approaches with a medal.

Bands are playing, people are shouting, bells are ringing__ "Hey, Kuske, wake up! Breakfast bell.”

Should I get over to breakfast on “Yeah. 0. K. time or try to pick up the dream again? What would you do?

WHEN ONE THINKS BACK n. n.

When one thinks back upon humanity That has with weary feet a strange path trod Above, around, below on earth and sea, Or any other place o’erlooked by God — When one perceives the image of man’s hand Reflected in the mirror of this life, His efTorts, schemes, successful and well-planned, And whatsoever work he has contrived, The beauty of this work, the splendid wonders, In architecture, music, poetry, And that upon which man himself has pondered Amaze us, marvelling, to some degree.

And yet what benefit has all this brought To him when from its frame his life is wrought?

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by Goethe: Ueber alien Gipfeln 1st Ruh’， In alien Wipfeln Spuerest du Kaum einen Hauch; Die Voegelein schweigen im Walde.

Warte nur, balde Ruhest du auch.

Our professor at that time had us translate the above verse, and my efforts resulted in this: O’er all the hilltops Is peace, In all the treetops You notice Hardly a breath; The birds are silent in the forest.

Only wait, soon You too shall rest.

Recently I came across another translation of the same poem. The translator was Henry W. Longfellow. This is his translation: O’er all the hilltops Is quiet now.

In all the treetops Hearest thou Hardly a breath; The birds are asleep in the trees.

Wait, soon like these Thou too shalt rest.

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5PRED ORIN, AGE 7 J. Schaefer

Orin, age seven kicked up his heels. Oh the merry month of May! The sky was the blue that only spring knows and the sun cool and distant. Orin trotted along the path to his favorite spot in the woods. He was ever so glad to be alive. The grass was painfully green. The trees, the bushes—all nature was dressed up. As yet this change was no puzzle to him. It just came. Could anything be simpler? Every now and then he would stop to lift up a stone to see whether there were any bugs

under it but he didn’t have much luck, he guessed it was too early. He reached his favorite log and sat down but was up in a minute. Why waste this beautiful day? Why sleep through spring. He observed the creek for a few minutes. It almost earned the name of river now with its swollen banks. He lingered to skip stones. It didn’t work very well, the rocks weren’t flat enough, with a last disgusted fling he turned his back on the uncooperative river. If his papa was here he would show 44

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A GOOD GOOD FRIDAY SERMON ir’. Schuller Jr,

During the recent Lenten Season we were again permitted to hear many sermons and scripture readings dealing with the sufferings and death of Jesus Christ. However the most outstanding sermon 1 heard on this subject was, oddly enough, not in church, but in the Milwaukee Auditorium. Here, on March 28th the Arion Musical Club presented the St. Matthew Passion by Johann Sebastian Bach. I submit a few ot* my impressions of this massive work.

Oratorio had its origin only a century before Bach. This musical form sprang up simultaneously with opera around 1600, both being outgrowths of the Miracle Plays of the Middle Ages.

At first oratorio was nothing： else than an opera with a religious text. Gradually, as it became part of the service, it lost its theatrical elements and other similarities to the opera.

Whereas opera developed in Italy, PVance, and Spain and took hold of composers and public, oratorio swiftly lost its appeal. However, and thanks be to God, in Germany the situa­ tion was reversed. Here, opera found no favor until after the time of Bach and Handel, but oratorio grew and improved throughout the 17th century at the hands of Heinrich Schuetz, Sebastiani and others. Their big： contribution was the introducing of the Lutheran Chorale into the oratorio. This is the dis­ tinctive element of German or Lutheran Passion Music. The importance of this step we shall soon try to make clear.

J. S. Bach saw the full possibilities of making the chorale an integral part of his Passions. Yes, (and now we turn specifically to his treatment of the Matthew account) the chorales are the very highlights. They were the spiritual and 45

RED | musical stimuli for the entire work. For we can safely say .that Bach drew upon the chorale for all his inspiration, i. e. in his sacred music. The evangelical spirit in the chorales deter足 mined his handling of the text. It was in the same spirit where足 in Luther made his translation of St Matthew that 200 years later Bach applied his musical genius in forming his elabora足 tions on the text, giving us those brilliantly pure, musical exegeses.

The chorale is not only important here by reason of its influence on the composer, but it does, in fact, provide the high points of the oratorio. The master takes us through the 26th and 27th chapters of Matthew, forcibly impressing the salient thoughts of each verse and section on the hearers, utilizing a tenor for the narrative and baritones and basses for Jesus, Peter and the other characters. The chorus represents the Jewish mob, and by using a double chorus, with some highly intricate part-writing, powerful and dramatic effects are reached. Some examples are the frenzied mob shouting: Let Him be crucified; or the disciples at the last Supper: Lord is it 1? As one is thus carried through the action, Bach closes and culminates each section or incident with a chorale. These are not interspersed or injected at random. On the contrary, in the chosen chorale we have a summing up of the thoughts and emotions just portrayed in the narrative. And when the entire chorus breaks into the rich fullness of Herzliebster Jesu, or 0 Haupt roll Blut unci Wunden the emotional, or better, the spiritual effect defies all description. Now we see fully what a glorious sift the Lutheran Congregational Song is. For Bach has led us and taught us, as though with lengthy prefaces, until we see in these songs what he himself saw and felt.

The words are taken directly from Holy Writ, inspired by the Holy Ghost. The subject matter is the redeeming work of the Son of God. To this is applied the purest and most beauti足 ful musical form ever produced, and in the hands of the Highpriest of music. This ffives us a preachment of the gospel, yea the very essence, with a minimum of human hindrance.

Is it long? Jn timp, yes. But because of the masterful balancing of the various contributing1 element's one cannot tire of listening. Every Christian should hear this at least once every Lenten Season. That is why it was written. Today one hears it only on the concert stage, and there not very often.

Its place is in the church. It does not require hundreds of voices. Bach is best sung by a choir of forty. If you have too large a group you are sacrificing finesse for superfluous power.

The Passion according to St. Matthew by J. S. Bach is the greatest single work of our entire mnsical heritage.

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Jbttartal The Emancipation of Woman............. since the struggle for Woman Suffrage the members of E VER the female sex have been attempting to effect the emanci­ pation of woman. Now they seem to believe that at long last the process has been completed and woman stands before all the world, free.

In what does this freedom consist? It does not merely offer woman the opportunity to go to the polls, to take part in politics and business. Woman can now act like her “equal” out of whose rib she was fashioned. She may walk down the street, any street, be it Sally’s Alley or Grand Avenue or Parklawn Lane, wherever it may be, she may parade up and down, her undercarriage sheathed in slacks, pants, or men’s trousers.

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But the products of the world’s best breweries, wineries, and distilleries are at her disposal. And no one can say her nay; she has been emancipated.

Years ago only the backwoods grandmas of the Kentucky hills enjoyed the national right to smoke tobacco in their stubby, stinky corncob pipes. But today’s woman from teens to thirties and up may appear almost anywhere, a cigarette stuck between her painted lips or deftly held in her yellowing fingers.

Yet no one can say her nay; she has freedom.

At last woman may act just like man; she may wear his trousers, drink his schnapps, smoke his fags, and take his job in shop or factory. But.........

A questionnaire was sent to thousands of men in the army and navy services of our country asking- them various questions about women. To the question, "How do you like your women dressed?’’ the following1 noteworthy opinions were almost unanimously expressed: 1. We do not like women wearing clothes resembling uni­ forms. After seeing nothing but uniforms for days and days, when we do get to see a woman, we would prefer to see her in anything but a uniform.

2. If women must wear slacks while at work, we would appreciate it if they would change back to skirts and dresses for evening and public wear.

3. We do not appreciate women who try to dress and act in a mannish manner. We prefer a woman who dresses, who appears, who is definitely feminine.

Another nota bene remark made by a keeper of a bar: “I do not favor prohibition, but I almost think I’d just as soon have prohibition again, if only for the reason that it would keep women out of the drinking places and keep them from making pigs of themselves in public.”

And while we are at it, we might digress and add a delight­ ful remark about carmine finger nails made by one of our own professors, something to this effect, *'Whenever I see those bright finger nails, it seems to me as if those women were working in a slaughter house dipping their fingers in blood.”

Woman considers herself free, but man does not appreciate or think much of that freedom. Going back to nearly any time 49

RED or period in the history of Europe and Asia we find that women had as much to say in political affairs then as now. The Queen of Sheba, the wives of Solomon, Claudia, Cleopatra, Katharine the Great, Mary Queen of Scots, Maria Theresa, Madame Pompadour, Josephine一the list is far from complete.

Individual names, yes, but what percentage of American women today go to the polls or hold high public office but a small number. Today we have Wilhelmina, Mrs. Perkins, Eleanor, Madame Chiang：-kai-shek. The destinies of countries are today probably less influenced by women than they were in the centuries preceding.

The freedom to act as a man, to act as his equal, what bene­ fit does that offer to woman? After all, beneath all the mannish habits and clothes we have just plain woman. She cannot alter that.

In spite of her attempts to be independent of men and selfsupporting, woman is still dependent upon man for life’s greatest blessings.

When woman, thinking that she becomes more appealing： thereby, adopts the customs, habits, and clothes of man she merely puts aside that which really appeals most to him, her femininity.

Woman thinks that she is free. But rather, some one ought very soon to emancipate her from her own imagination, from her own concepts and ideas, i. e. that to be free and to be appealing, she must be mannish. She must be freed from the false notions that hold her, and she must be brought to see that woman can help and influence man most when she acts and behaves like her own sweet feminine self. The Greek philo­ sopher spoke no foolish word when he said, ‘‘Be yourself.”

This anecdote clarifies our point: The street car was very crowded with laborers going to and from work and younger folk coming back from the evening’s entertainments. One girl, standing and being very much jostled about, said to her girl companion, ‘‘Men just aren’t gentlemen any more.” To which a young man, tenaciously holding his own place, replied, ‘‘That’s because women aren’t ladies any more.”

Woman will find that when she once and for all stops trying to be and act and behave and dress as man her own status will rise. Socially she will be better respected, politically she will have more influence, personally she will be more appealing.

The secret lies in (may I say it again) her own sweet feminine self. Woman, be yourself.

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RED What’s So Funny N practically every daily and Sunday newspaper of any size, at least one page is devoted to the so-called “comic strips”. I say “so-called” because some of them are not really comical in the dictionary sense of the term. Webster defines comic as, ‘.an element in art or nature which provokes mirth.”

But how many comic strips do just that? Certainly not "Little Orphan Annie”！ If you want to get some good kid philosophy, why, read it! But don’t expect to get a belly laugh out of it, or expect to be made to forget about paying your income tax for a few minutes. On the contrary, if you want to be reminded that there are such things in the world as lust, greed, and depravity, by all means read “Little Orphan Annie”. It’ll keep you sober, anyhow.

Or take another example of a different kind; I refer to that highly amusing comic strip which goes under the name of “Flash Gordon”. The chief characters in this entertainingdrama are a rather disgustingly healthy young man with blonde hair and an Apollo physique, and, at the present time, two very pretty young women dressed in all too scanty attire. Do you laugh when Flash blasts creatures that seem to come from an opium smoker’s dream? Do you chuckle when Flash sweeps one of his two heroines into his arms and implants a healthy kiss on her upturned face? Do you smile when Dr. Zarkov rescues Flash from the jaws of death with one of his fantastic ray machines? You do? Brother, you don’t need a comic strip; what you need is a psychiatrist!

Lest I seem to jump to conclusions, and to judge too harshly, let me adduce one other amusing ‘‘funny’’， as your young sister or brother would call it, “Dick Tracy”. As is well known, the chief actor in this law enforcement drama is a detective. Now, if this person of the law, this “dick”，this “flatfoot”，were that all that were presented in the comic strip, the comic strip would be harmless in itself, and might even have some value. But what happens? Not only are the most disreputable and ugliest characters of the underworld presented, but actual plans and methods are presented as to how to outwit the law in the best possible way. What can be the impression . on the young other than the desire to imitate, if only in a 51

RED diminutive way, the crude terms and slang expressions and the practicing of actual cruelty on innocent playmates?

Now I am no purist—far from it! Nor am I a “sourpuss”； I can enjoy a good joke as well as anyone, but what I object to is the labeling of these detective dramas, Superman fantasies, and tragic episodes as "comics”！ The comic strips are put into the newspaper for one purpose only—to entertain. If they do so, well and good; if not, at least those comic strips which deal with incidents decidedly not funny should be relegated to a different section of the newspaper under a different title; the reader of the newspaper is then given the choice to read them or not, as he pleases. Thus every one would be satisfied, no one would be slighted, and one would not be forced, as now, to read what it is almost impossible to avoid reading.

While I am on the subject, permit me to present what I consider the ideal comic, (Oh yes, Jebb, I read the comics too.)

The ideal comic would entail an episode in and of itself; that is, there would be no continued stories so that the reader has to think back to what happened yesterday, or last week. Instead, the humorous action would start at the beginning and would leave the reader laughing till the very end. For examples of this type I refer you to *4HenryM, “Donald Duck”，and “Tippie”.

In at least two of these comic strips the main character is voiceless, his actions are sufficient to provide amusement. The ideal comic would not be silly in the extreme; as, for instance, the fireman, “Smoky StoverM. And last, but not least, the ideal comic strips would present at least a partly credible slice of life; fantastic adventures would be strictly out. Here’s to more and better enjoyment of the funnies!

M. N. Hermann THE CANDID PHOTOGRAPHER, or DON'T LAUGH …

Walking serenely along Main Street of this beautiful metro­ polis, (and they told us back in prep school that we had no im­ agination,) we saw a fellow-student (we are now living on the income received for not divulging his name) lying- in the middle of the street, aUcnipting' to photograph the last few rays of the sun silhouetting the tower of First Methodist Church (not that we have any special preference for this building, but it happens to be the only one in that immediate section of town) and dodg^ingf auto­ mobiles (which fortunately, owing to rationing, were going slow52

RED ly enough) yes, lying there arguing1 with himself as follows, “D.ck’s a Wratten K2 filter have a 2x or 3x factor ?'J We clashed I nick to the dorm to see what Sigmund Freud had to sav on the subject. but the great psycho-analyst too could not help us. Accosted by us later the student explained, “We must sacrifice (nil. dignity for art.' That started us thinking...........

Do you too sneer at these fellows walking a1)mit with a camera slung over their shoulders? (We are, of course, refcrrin<>; lo miniature-camera addicts, not fellows like Lorric Schuller who lu它 ludicrous reflex contraptions all over the place.) Well, don’t laugh. \\JQ hear that even <rood Wisconsin Synod missicmarics tote cameras. Starting with that as a premise, we can imt help but reach the conclusion that they’re not all crazy.

Now I am not attempting to sell you a camera (you can't jjet them for the duration anyway, see me after the war,) l)iu 1 am tryin|y to tell you to drag; out the old box, dust it off, trv to luiv some on a long hike, shoot the film, return lo the dnnnitory, film, throw the film away, and tell yourself lliat it lias, as least, lieen one way of getting exercise.

Tfien there is always the possibility of complciiKMUiny vour other hobbies with photography. If you fish, you can prove the story about that bifjf one. (If you hold the fish in front of you, closer to the camera, even a minnow will do well.) It* vou j»t) on long hikes, you can prove it by pictures (that you took some lime ap^o when you were in the vicinity with an automobilo,) or il you play golf, you can demonstrate that new stroke of yours (csi)ecially since pseudo-action shots are ail the rage，) but if you're just an ordinary person like your writer, then you jusl use ;i camera to while away the lonely hours on your daily hike there* nmy l)e better ways of cloin^ this.

LETS NOT WASTE THEIR TALENTS We have been blessed in our day with the study of piano hy a great mimher of youngsters. Their parents have seen llic advantages, both musical and cultural, to l)e gained hv such study and have paid good money for lessons. Teachers have adopicd modern methods whose aim it is, not to make virtuosi of all their pupils, but rather to equip them to produce such music as they will at once appreciate and put to use in later life.

Now some of these people find their way to Northwestern.

Many are not so interested in this subject at this a^e, when their interests are through a process of change, that they keep it up when their parents’ 111•尺ing is withdrawn. They get away from it further day by day until finally, if, a few years later, in­ terest is reawakened, they must begin at the s^le-poundin^ slajje again. Others fail to realize for many years wlial they arc losing 53

RED —when it is too late for lliem tn ami tlie regret s conic later in life— spend the time necessary to brin^ their abilities hack.

Something not only can，lmt ought to be done about this.

It means no great revolution of courses; it does not even mean much extra work. There could he offered a piano course to sup|)lemcnt the regular prep music courses. Its aims would not be to leach beginners the piano, but rather to help those that already play l_o keep in contact with this instrument. Of course the instructor could not give them complete individual attention, but he cuuld find the mean of the class's ability and assign one composition every week or every two weeks. This mil'llt consist of as ele­ mentary a tiling as hymn and liturgy playing. Only a few need be licard during the class |)eriod; all would he obliged to i)reparc*.

In this way, tliroujjli tlic correction of one inipiTs mistakes, some K-nnwIcdi^c could be imparted to each of the assembled group and the interest would he kc])t up.下hose with especial gifts could easily he cncoura^c'cl to take private instruction.

Naturally it would have to he an optional addition to the regular music course and not all could be expected to participate, luit I willing to say that there would be a sufficient number to justify teachthe* course. And if the result were no more than the ability to play livnins and liturgy, it would repay many of these studcnls when tlicv enter the ministry.

T. E.

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Dear E. W. T.: You, my dear E. W. had the unheard-of brass to attack me in the April issue of the Black and Red with slanderous and defaminp： remarks on my handwriting1 and character, thus endangering my entire future life in this already difficult and troublesome world. Little did you care that due to your wicked hand my future matrimonial status might have been rocked.

But you failed. Ha! Everybody saw the emptiness of your accusations, since the whole world envies me (ethical dative) my Spencerian hand (at least I don’t print anymore), and my character is beyond reproach (I got a recomendation says so).

What cut me more to the quick than anything was your cryptic signature. For all E. W. T. can mean is Eastern War Time, and that implies that you struck at a fellow-time-zonian.

Ooh! Wherefore I rise to say that any one who disgraces the Eastern War Time Zone should be permanently exiled to Illinois (I think that’s where Bloomington is). Moreover, I am con­ vinced that all anonymities should be destroyed. (signed) D. W. S. 0.

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Mr. Editor-in-chief of the B and R Northwestern College Watertown, Wisconsin Dear Ed, It is a shame, and I’m sure that by now you are penitent and regretful, that your first issue, otherwise such a swell one (excepting the attempt at a music critique) should have had the stigma of being the bearer of the above-mentioned libelous and mud-slinging article. I was sure you had higher ideals. Be­ cause of these tendencies towards becoming a ‘rag，，I find it necessary to cancel my subscription for July and August, Please refund.* (signed) D. W. S. 0. *We regret that D. W. S. 0. took offence at what was intended to be humorous. Refund is on its way.—Ed.

Answer Soon............

00 many times these days we are reminded to “get that ^ letter off today to your soldier.” We hear of the advantages of V-mail. We read stories about how cheerful letters boost morale, but only once have I ever heard an announcer tell the soldiers to write home!

All of you, upon leaving home, hear the parting words of: ‘‘Don’t forget to write’’一and the answer always is: “No, I won’t.” And then how often is that promise remembered— except when need arises for reimbursements?

Soldier or student—wherever they are or whatever they are doing, when it is time for mail-call, the same hopes spring up in their hearts. A letter from home perhaps! Maybe a thick, faintly perfumed envelope, or just a thin plain white envelope —but if it is postmarked HOME—ah, what a smile! I know, for 1 have often watched the expressions of a student while reading just such a letter. After having completely absorbed the contents the average student proceeds to pigeon-hole the letter with nary a thought to the "P. S. answer soon.”

Or perhaps he’s the type who finds it very convenient to excuse that P. S. with “I haven’t time” or “There’s nothing to write about.” To both excuses I would emphatically reply, “Nonsense.”

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RED One of the easiest and most painless cures for the first excuse named is the “add-on” method. Carry some paper with you at all times and when you have a spare moment (oh yes you have!) jot down some amusing thought or happening.

You’ll be surprised at how short a time it will be before you can mail that letter.

As to the second excuse — each and every one of you has a wealth of material which would enable you to fill pages and pages. But if you’re the stubborn type that still insists, ''Nothing ever happens here’’一let me quote Pliny the Younger: "You say there is nothing to write about. Then write to me that there is nothing to write about.”

The folks back home are just as anxious to hear from you as you are to hear from them, perhaps even more so because they can’t visualize in their mind the things that you are doing1 each day as easily as you can picture them going about their work.

So next time when your name isn’t called out at mail-call, you’ll know how it feels for those to whom you should write — and don’t — when they always see the mailman stop at the next house.

Remember to answer soon for "to get a letter you have to write a letter.”

S. M. Block

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獅XL财 Mid-Season Concert PROGRAM Hallelujah, Amen ...... .................................. .......... ........... Iiamlel Our Father, Thou in Heaven Above------- Zinck's Choral Boole Prep Chorus—T.丄 Harlwig

Tat.lut iIcovsk " .Kropczj/nslci

The Nightingale.

Three Blind Mice .Girls' Quarlclte Ruth Eggort Betty Bauer

Inez Wahl Helen Wendland

Ixossini

Una Voce M’lia Colpito Tuba Solo - R. V. Dommcr

Gloria Patri. . ...... ...........................

In Thee, 0 Lord...................... -I Know That My Redeemer Lives.

Nun Ruhen Alle Waolder_____ _____

_____ Palr^triva

…K(ili)wiko,lf' J. M. Bach.

• ___J. S. Bach

Mixed Chorus—T, J. Harlwig

Bortvianslcy • - Palcstriva Kalinuilxoti' ___Schvedov

Cherubim Song...........

0 Bone Jesu_______ 0 Lord, I Cry To Thee With Heart Uplifted Male Chorus — Prof. H. C. Oswald

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Witches Dance Piano Solo — K. J. Eggert

..Herbert .Ivavovici .Labitzky Eisenberg

American Fantasie______ Danube Waves_____ Mountain Maiden’s Dream Storm Signal March_____ Band — Prof. H. C. Oswald

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RED N. B. Having been thoroughly aroused by the invectives of my beloved fellow students who insisted upon including our remarks of Vol. XLVII—1 in the category of traditional music criticism, we do with most urgent concern forewarn any potential reader to dispense with all traditional ideas on the subject of musical criticism and to prepare for random observations. Here’s to freedom of expression! Those unwilling to do so will please turn back or ahead a few pages.

To begin with-----a favorable impression of the concert was created by a glance at the program, but was canceled by the fact that the program started late. Now to the man who likes to go to a concert and spend his time casting meaningful glances at the balcony, such a tardiness is a boon, but to the ordinary man habitual delay is disturbing. We hope this can be remedied.

With that irritatingly appropiate introduction wc proceed to the first feature of the program which was a revealing failure.

In spite of the heroic Avalrmgimg of the conductor, he was un­ able to evict more than a mass sotte voce from the audience who were graciously permitted to sing two stanzas of America. The cause of this anaemic response we attribute, of course, to that fateful delay.

The prep chorus sanp： well and deserve our appreciation and encouragement. A proud father remarked after the concert, “But what made their faces look so ghastly?” This remark astounded us, for we had been previously confidentially assured

by Reim that the lighting would be perfect.

The next group, the girls’ quartette, was a tremendous success. We are told that even the old sprinter in front of the gym stamped his feet and clapped his hands. Even more signifi­ cant than this unrestrained applause is the fact that a girls’ quartette could be created at Northwestern. You know, coeds are scarce up here-----there wasn’t much to choose from.

The tuba solo was perhaps the flashiest number on the pro­ gram. The shine of the tuba literally dazzled the audience, lighting effect, of course. One of the most thrilling experiences of the concert was to appreciate the contrast between the deep sound tones of the tuba and the light sprightly tones of the piano. A more pleasing contrast could scarcely be imagined, The tuba solo was followed by an equally pleasing per­ formance of the mixed chorus. Again we call your attention to the fact that the greater percentage of our coeds were represen­ ted in this chorus. It is impossible to over-state the esprit de 58

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It is intermission time and we take this occasion to ask a question. Can anyone 'suggest a remedy for back stage disturbances?----------The collection has been taken. The house lights are dimmed. The pockets are $90 lighter and we continue.

After singing three selections in super-concert form, the male chorus hesitantly approached the fourth selection. Weâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;re sure the audience experienced a feeling of horror with fearful anticipation and were quite relieved as the last notes slinked away. Explanation?â&#x20AC;&#x201D;faulty intonation.

The piano solo which followed was a brilliant performance

by Mr. Eggert. The lighting effect was excellent.

The program was closed by the band which also gave us a super-concert performance. The charming waltz movements produced a momentary romantic trance from which we were reluctant to be awakened.

The concert was over. The audience applauded and was reluctant to leave----------- it was raining.

P. Nolting

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HE Literary Society has come through again. On April 19 in the gymnasium Robert Dommer and assistants gave us an evening of straight enjoyment. Uproarious laughter and pleased silence struck a fine balance, making this, the second program of the year, a definite success.

The house lights were dimmed, the audience came to rest, the curtain opened. Six gentlemen, unusually grave, seated be­ fore music stands resplendent in black and red, lifted their instruments and the program began. They called themselves The Brass Sextette. Puns of unusually low caliber could be made but suffice it to say that the sextette was generally appreciated, although ye baritone and horn received a criticism none too favorable from the faculty critic for their pinched, squeezed, dry tone. It is hoped that this was more evident to his very sharp ears than to our very average musical ears. Applause followed, the curtain closed, only to be parted again, this time only slightly by a young man in a tuxedo. He stepped out into a spotlight. He was the master of ceremonies. His stance and color might have been compared to the Colossus of Rhodes and 59

RED a sheet respectively. This condition however was altered by his following appearances.

“That boy with the big horn around himself” was next.

After a fine speech (which should have included some actual illustration and demonstration instead of mere words) on the history and make up of the sousaphone, Robert Dommer soloed on this instrument. All we can say is, well done. For an in­ strument of that pitch he did remarkably well.

G. Horn, one of those fellows with a natural ability to make people laugh, spoke about the cornet. Although he at several times came to seeming blind ends, without too many ah’s and uh’s he extricated himself to continue as fluently as ever. He and L. Spaude thereupon played a duet for cornet and trumpet.

Their fingers were very nimble but at times their breathing was not. Their shortness of breath was excused on the merit of their excellent tone and other technical difficulties which they have mastered.

Mild, mellow, sweet — that’s Roy Ulrich on the trombone.

Although he had some trouble with his cadenzas and although they came out somewhat cracked, the straight goods was defi­ nitely excellent.

Up to this point everything had been staid and merely enjoyable. The audience had just listened. The curtain again opened. H. Witte and R. Demcak began. A few seemingly unavoidable squeaks slipped from their clarinets, but they con­ tinued very well to make their number a success nevertheless.

Demcak’s encore on his gradually diminished clarinet and Oi’tner’s ravings and gesticulations produced roars of laughter.

No sooner had the audience settled down to a quiet of some kind when the Octette in outlandish costumes straggled onto the stage. They were supposed to be drunken sailors. Heidemann’s get-up demands special mention, because he actually looked like a sailor of old. He fooled everybody though, because that red stuff on his chest wasn’t hair but merely a skull and crossbones “lipsticked” to his pink little body. Their singing also was very well done, with gymnastics by Zell and Schaller not the least bit overdone.

I might mention here that Kurt Eggert accompanied all the afore-mentioned artists on the piano (except, of course, the brass sextette.) He also had his solo, Rachmaninoff’s Prelude in C Sharp Minor. Although this composition had become trite, he put new meaning into it by his interpretation. Kurt, old man, you were wonderful.

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But the critic granted that the number was indeed difficult. I might add though that the sextette, generally speaking, did very well, and, as I have it from several students, was truly a pleasant surprise.

The consensus of opinion concerning- the program was very complimentary. That the program was sponsored by a fresh­ man, R. Dommer, deserves special mention and special praise, _ since everything was done so well in spite of it. Lighting ' arrangement, presentation were all good. Noises backstage, however, were a bit annoying. A special attempt to avoid them will be made, Mr. Nolting assures us.

The program follows: Memories of Stephen Foster“__ Brass Sextette G. Horn, L. Spaude，A. Schuppcnhauer, R. Ulrich, M. Albrecht, R, Dommer.

Sousaphone Solo Billy Blow hard R. Domwer.

Thoughts of Love Trombone Solo R. Ulrich.

Royal Guests ------------- Cornet and Trumpet Duet G. Horn and L. Spande.

The Favorite Clarinet Duet H. Witte avd R. Demcack.

What Shall We Do With the Drunken Sailor?

The Battle Of Jericho Octette P. Hanke, T. Hartwig, F. Heidemami, IT. Zell, H. Birkholz，K. Otto, L. Schaller， C. Mischke.

Prelude in C Sharp Minor.......

Piano Solo K. Eggert.

Solvjeg’s Song Brass Sextette Faculty Critic: Prof. H. C. Oswald Master Of Ceremonies: Jerome Albrecht.

M. Albrecht.

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JUimmt 坪tiies H. W. (Parse) Parisius，’13, former national director of food production, is now working under Herbert Lehman. He recently made a spectacular flight to Africa as special economist and field inspector of civil affairs for the north African econo­ mic board. He says he’s for all-out production.

The Rev. Waldemar Zarling■，’35, of White River, Arizona,、 has been called to serve three congregations at Douglas, Arizona, and thereabouts.

The Rev. Conrad Frey,，35, has received a two month leave of absence from the congregation of Kawkawlin, Mich., to do mission work in the mission field of the congested Kentucky area.

The Rev. Erwin Schroeder, ’35. of VVoodville, Wisconsin, is to be installed on May 9th by Prof. E. VVendland at Ixonia, Wis. Walter Scheitel, ’39, is to assume the duties of the Sheridan Township congregation of Wisconsin.

Immanuel Bade, '39, has been helping his uncle, Pastor Aug. Sauer, with the congregation at Renville, Minn. Pastor Sauer has been seriously ill since last summer.

The Rev. Otto Kuhlow, ’99, has been on the sick list with a severe heart attack. He is our pastor at Jefferson, Wis. Pastor William Sauer, ’02, of Grace Church, Milwaukee, is resuming activity after several months of disability.

The Rev. Director Otto J. R. Hoenecke of “The Seminary” in Saginaw will complete his fiftieth year in the ministry this summer. He graduated from N. W. C. in 1890.

Edwin Frey,，39，is working in the Ann Arbor, Mich” area as a missionary.

Robert Holtz, '37, has accepted a call to a full-time teachingposition on the faculty of Lutheran High School, Milwaukee, Wis. He has been' assisting in the past.

The Rev. Henry Ellwein, ’37, has increased the Martin, So. Dak., population by one. It’s a girl.

The Black and Red, as of old, depends on its readers for Alumni Notes.

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RED NEWS OF SERVICE MEN

Karl Uplegger，ex. ’46, is in the Fort McClellan hospital with an arm that he fractured while doing some tumbling exercises.

Karl is, by the way, doing famously for himself. He now carries the impressive title of “Platoon Guide” and is the cap­ tain of the platoon baseball team.

S. Carl Ma sch, o f the same class as Karl U” has completed the U. S. Navy boot training at Great Lakes. He is now ready for the technical business of a salior.

Pvt. Eugene Kirst, ex. ’45, is taking special hospital training in Geneva, Nebraska.

Ens. Carl Nolting, ex.’43, is back in parachute straps again.

You will recall that he jumped into a cornfield after his plane crashed. That was several months ago, and Carl has been chafing with the inactivity of recuperation.

NEW ADDRESSES

Eugene Kirst, Pvt. Medical Detachment Fairmont Army Air Base Geneva, Nebraska Ens. C. W. Nolting Bldg. 657 Room 1630 Pensacola, Fla. Pvt. James Doletzky Recon. Co. 658th Tank Destroyer Bn. Camp Bowie, Texas.

Pfc. Roland Protz Co. L. 346th Inf. A. P. 0. 448 Camp McCain, Miss.

Pvt. Richard Neubauer 605 Training Group 516 Squadron Clearwater, Fla. Pvt. Gale Vertz Co. C. 290th Inf. 75th Division, A. P. 0. 451 Fort Leonard Wood, Mo.

MEETING OF THE ALUMNI SOCIETY

The Alumni Society convened in the college chapel the day before -Commencement, June 10，1942, at 5:15 P. M., for its annual meeting. In the absence of the president the meeting was called to order by Prof. E. A. Wendland, the second vicepresident. The minutes of the preceding meeting were approv­ ed as read. The president, the Reverend E. Benj. Schlueter, arrived and took the chair. Sixty-six members of the society registered as present, representing classes from 1897 to 1936.

The graduating class of 1942, composed of twenty-nine members, was admitted into membership upon recommendation of Direc­ tor E. E. Kowalke. Rudolph Moskop and Conrad Ott were admitted into membership.

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RED The treasurer, Prof. Theodore Binhammer, submitted his annual report. It follows: REPORT OK INCOME AND EXPENSES

From June 11, 1941 to June 9, 1942 Income: Dues Interest Total Income Expenses: Rent of Deposit Box Transfer of Bonds …

Postage...................

Filing Cabinet____ Total Expense__ Net Income

$211.00 91,34 $302.34 $ 3.00 •80 15.00 10.00 28.80 $273.54

CASU ACCOUNT

$956.40 Balance June 11, 1941__ 211.00 From Dues_______ 91.34 From Interest____ 206.84 From Abitibi Bond.

Total Cash to be Accounted for $1465.58 Disbursements: $28.80 Expenses $1436.78 Balance in Bank An auditing committee, appointed by the chairman and comprised of the Pastors W. Gieschen, G. Schaefer, and L. Koeninger, was confirmed by the society.

The chronicler of the society, Prof. M. Franzmann, pre-sented the names of the members called to their eternal rest: Pastor Richard Siegler, ’81; Pastor Arnold Eickraann, ’06; Mr. Martin Zilz，’28; Teacher John Gieschen，’96; Teacher Arnold Luethey, ’87; Teacher J. G. Beck.

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In accordance with a resolution of the society, of June 1941, the president had appointed a committee, composed of E. E. Kowalke, G. Westerhaus, and M. Franzmann, to present a translation of the constitution and also such items from the minutes that might prove of general interest. The report of this committee was published in the Black and Red, Vol. XLV, No. 8, January 1942, pp. 270-273. Prof. M. Franzmann now read the report of bhe committee.

It was resolved to ask the committee on the constitution to continue to function and to bring the constitution up to date.

The report of the treasurer, having been examined by the auditing committee and attested as correct, was adopted.

Adjournment followed at 6:05 P. M. Walter A. Schumann, Secretary.

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’Twas the peachicst day in April —Ami tliJil's no lie: Tu tlu.- Juniors ddny seemed futile —'M'was <1 die!

So Id) mauli'd that phone something IcrnTic. Cried, '*.M v class, here, demands something si)cci(ic.

It's cilluT—-or—and don't get prolific!’’

—Thev’d cast llie (lie.

— And fnr that class, nuicli nuili^ncd —In days of yore, It pat ( its rights ofl declined, —Xccd we s«*iv more?

In the suhscciucnt chronic confusion, As Preps veiled, wliackccl, and filled in profusion.

They iitlcmptcd tn dispel tlial illusion —With lumcsl chore.

Y"u c’(l see daylight twixl each black* and ils brollicr —Or sn lliov suv : When lhe Juniors sillied and j»nurrcd at each other, —“ "Twas child’s play.” ^ M'hcn tlic camcM'as swung and focused on the Soplis.

As for them spoke coed, reverner, and erne of the profs, Topped b\- the solemn plantin', at which every lid doffs.

Oh happy clay!

N. B. As fer fu'ther (loin’s that mi^ht not a been fittin*, I 'spec as how must of us ain't doin' much admitlin’.

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赛RED Again arises the perennial Homeric question : was Nymph Lad)- Calypso blond or 1)runettc? Now, deep down in our heart of hearts, of course, we knew there could be but olic answer: hut lK'injr of a modest nature, we sought reassurance. Bui who in our fair institution has had occasion to contact ihe outer masses, to plunil) the depths of fickle femininity? Why, the Seniors, of course!

So, forthwith、ve batted up three (lights to Horn's room ,and popped the question to the noble Bullock. "Young * Ull. he says. suckin’ meditative-like on his Meerschaum, “there just isn’t a shadow of doubt— —that job’s epidermal growth must have been every bit as dark as Big Cleo’s!” As long as've were on the third floor \vc breezed into the next cell, Don Lau’s, and put it to him. **Why lad,” he says (of course he wasn't even in, Mmt 1 can dream, can't I ?') “Lad, it’s as plain as the nose on your face—and that's plenty obvious (cf. etym.)—she could have been nothing else than a blond, believe me!” Well, there you are. Although in a diffi­ culty of this sort, the context must tell us, the weight of Coo Kujat.h’s opinion (4tho we didn’t even deem it necessary to ask him), and the prospective of 2500 years definitely inclines us toward tresses of distinct reddish hue—providing Old |oc Houkt wasn't blind! 幸 氺 * Ami then we have prom liitc. 幸

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Ashes lo ashes and Dust to dust.

If you don’t like my sweater.

Gel your hands off my fraternity pin. 一contributed. 氺

Just to think about it, (hat next year our room will most likely be permanently embellished with the superscription, “Womcn “ , makes us lhe inmates of Room 7 feel just simply fierce!

Say, Amc, the Sojihs mite peeved at you for mention­ ing; in your last column that this year in volleyball we won our first intramuml championship. Last fall in touch football we were just barely tied for first place by the Frosh (by reason of Willie Wietzkc’s outrageous tlirce-cushion catch).

Speaking of Misclikes, the College Library is in receipt of a $10 cash donation from Ainc’s dad. The generous gesture, of course, is sincerely appreciated—we only hope it didn't entail the taking off of lhat shapely Poland China Arne's been talking so much about.

Pearls from the mouths of our Profs (Lap ’em up, Chill’uii，’cuz they’s pointless [cf. O.P.A.]) *•—Wlial are ,Kcats?M “一was hounded l>y the Harpies—that's what Homer used to call the Gremlins.” “一which proved that the distance away from home is equal to the lime spenl at home." “一is that apparent “一I don't see why you hoys want to accept the outrageous wages they’re paying now adays — it just helps inflation — and pshaw !—just that much more goes into the slot machines.”

Capricious Dame Gossip is on a bender again. After she had wormed her way thru the mouths of some of the more plastic profs, she gained momentum and has 尺one rampaging from can­ teen to garret. What momentous changes in our curriculum for next year! If one can believe half of what he hears, the revolu­ tion will be felt all the way down to the very textbooks et Hilfe.

No matter what happens, you can bet there'll be plenty of griping —which proves, if you want to believe Sam Albrecht, that the student body is still healthy. 本 * 氺 68

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Falum—alias Demo^orgon—alias Charlie Kelur;ik;it lias been slinging the proverbial lead pipe around rather promiscuously of late. K. O.'cl to date for a varying couni were tlie Professors W'esterhaus, Franzmann, and Fleischer. A cursory dust 1)lowini^ in our archives revealed this interestinj*; fact: the last time Prof.

Weslerhaus "gave a class off was two weeks before ICasler. I^ack in ’28. *s remarkable how they all manage to 1)at. well over 500.

The Soplis recently made a dicker with the faculty—said they'd swap their six-period Monday for a few |)ost-arhor day chores. What with transplanting 21 trees, trimmin«»-f and myriad tree surgical operations, we'd say the faculty got the belter of the (leal—as perusual.

Inasmuch as your C. &'C lulilor realizes he can't i>ossil)ly sit in at every class, bull session, and dale, he licrehy issues a wai•⑴ invite to one and all for contributions—and he they j»oocl or lousy, all receipts will be studiously considered 1)efoir usa^c or jlinkage.

Wild oats is stuff which, if students didn't sow, they wouldn't huve as j^ood a time as if.

—resurrected. if ihc Vcications j*;cl any shorter.

Ami they keep cuttini*： (luwii the di^ils. 】’(1 just as lief 'Order from Gordcr', And l)ask while the tempus fipfits.

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ATHLETICS FOR AULD LANG SYNE 1 year ;ig.o—Twilight bascliall was introduced at Nortliwestcrn.

In the panics to date the Goslings had won three and tied one. K(l. Zell broke his nose en route to a o-olf match.

10 years ago—P»ehind Koehler's two-hit pitching, the N. W. C. nine defeated Wisconsin Extension 3-2 in the season's op­ ener. A pair of jjolf matches had been scheduled with Milton.

25 years n^n— —I^or the first time in the history of their rivalry the CIoslilia's succeeded in slipping one over on the University squad l<» the tune of 5-4.

35 years ajjo一Tennis was fast becoming popular and every one was ea^cM*ly awaiting tlu* day when matches would be played with other schools.

40 venrs a^oIn early season jjames the Black and Red defeated Sacred Heart 11-6, while losing, to Marcjuette 7-3. It would seem that the Milton game of that year also ended in dis­ aster. We quote from the Black and Red account <>f that j^ame: **\Ve may say, however, that it was not the Milton team alone that lost us the same.一Their man (the umpire) was palpably unfit for umpiring： a ^ame of ball. His de­ cisions on halls and strike were off color while his .umpirin«' on the bases was simply rank,—decisions against us came just when the nmn called out would have meant a run.” （’I'he times haven't changed much, have they?) ..

GOLF Golf has staged a surprising comeback at Northwestern.

After many years of inactivity this sport has again blossomed forth. In fact, we even have a six hole course on our own cam pus now. Herl). \Valthcr and the Sextaners took care of that. ^ \\ •itli such choice hazards as the apple orchard and the professors vic-

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As nearly as we have been able to determine at this writing, this society is a loosely-knit, constitutionless organization ot which Mr. Walther is dictator. Several matches are in the offing and if interest is maintained, this f?ame has possibilities.

ODDS AND ENDS The band hacl its first marching session of the vear on the evening of April 30. l)y Wurster reports that his pamphlets on Charles Atlas, are still missing from his shelf.

The new softball diamond has pul the damper on homcruns.

Mattek^ black eye lias suddenly hrou^lu sevenil catcher's masks out of hibernation. Even the umpires wear them The following; men have been chosen as captains of their respective softball teams : Kujath for the Seniors, Hankc for the Juniors, Mark Albrecht for the Sophs, Don Kolander for the Frosh, and Kempfert for Tertia.

Newest sport at Northwestern is dcteclin^ nulhors of annnynious articles in the Black and Red. This department will offer a reward to the person who succeeds in inducing Max Herrmann to atlend a softball oanu*.

INTRAMURAL SOFTBALL Monday, May 3 Tertia 1 Juniors 15 In a game that proved boring to spectator and player alike, the Juniors made 12 hits and a host of Tertia errors count for 15 runs to lake the opening game of the season. Multek clinch t foul tip in his right eye for the season’s first casualty. Two singles in the sixth inning robbed Scluippeiiliauer of a no-hit tor. don’t know whether Schuppenhauer or the Tertia butters are to blame for this superb pitchino- performance.

Tertia 5 Frosh 2 Tuesday, May 4 This game turned out to be a pitchers’ duel. Wiet/.kc, the Frosh hurler allowed 6 hits, while Pclcrman gave up but 5. How­ ever, 5 Frosh errors turned the tide in favor of Tertia.

Juniors 15 Wednesday, May 5 Sophs 3 Another uninteresting game. 8 hits and many free ])asses gave the Juniors 15 runs.

Thursday, May 6 Frosh 6 Seniors 11 An enthusiastic crowd helped to make this tlie best game ul* the season to date. The Frosh jumped ofi; to an early lead, but 71

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Horn's 60-yarcl boot of Messersclimiclt’s single was by far the longest kick of the game.

N. B. The Senior-Soph game was rained out after 4 innings with the Seniors leading 6-0.

The Frosh-Soph game was postponed.

PREVIEW OF COMING ATTRACTIONS Saturday, ]\Tay 22—Baseball game between Northwestern and Wis­ consin State Prison at Waupun. Coach Umnus will select ten men to make the trip. There are still plenty of good hall players around, but: they will be handicapped by lack of practice.

Monday, May 17—Tentative tennis match with Wisconsin Exten• here. I -orric Schallcr is the only member left of last sion. year's team. lie will select the team to play this match.

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LITERARYEnglisK Oration — German Oration 23 Men and a Girl We Serve the Lord Helen: 1943 -----John Wycliff____ Not [)r. Anthony Vision_________ Fate Laughs at Us.

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ENGLISH ORATION Jefferson and the Fight for Religious Freedom in Virginia Theodore Hartwig

The tomb of Thomas Jefferson, our great third president of the United States, bears an epitaph which he himself wrote: "Here was buried Thomas Jefferson, author of the Declaration of Independence, of the statute of Virginia for religious free­ dom, and father of the University of Virginia.”

While we can readily appreciate Jefferson’s pride in the Declaration of Independence and the University of Virginia, it may be difficult for us living 150 years later to understand why Jefferson attached such importance to his bill for religious free­ dom. We who have been nurtured in this fundamental tenet of American government may be inclined to regard it indiffer­ ently, taking for granted that it has always existed in our own country. Actually the fight for religious freedom, involving the 81

RED separation of church and state, constituted a long drawn out struggle between small bodies of persecuted sects and the forces of the established or state religions from early colonial times till the ratification of the first amendment to the Constitution of the United States. We are well acquainted with the history of Roger Williams and Anne Hutchinson and with the trials of the Salem witches. Situations parallel but more obscure than these existed in many colonies during colonial and revolutionary times.

Even though after 1688 the colonies, following the example of England, had passed the Acts of Toleration granting religious freedom of worship to dissenters, yet established Congrega­ tionalism in the North and Episcopalianism in the South re­ mained all powerful, and religious toleration was restricted in various ways. Some states granted religious freedom only to Protestant denominations; others widened the scope to freedom for all Christians, thereby including Roman Catholicism. In most states this move toward religious freedom and consequent disestablishment came gradually and peacefully. But not in Virginia. Here the struggle was prolonged and bitter. To this state belongs the honor of working out the freedom of separation of church and state as we are acquainted with it, giving freedom and equality to every form of religion, be it Christianity, Judaism, Mohammedanism, or paganism and in­ fidelity.

In this religious struggle of Virginia the Baptist denomina­ tion must be chiefly credited with the glory of initiating and carrying through the idea of complete religious liberty. This denomination, part of whose history can be traced back to Roger Williams of Rhode Island, was at that time the most democratic of the Protestant bodies. Among its principles was that of separation of church and state, for which it was con­ stantly fighting in the face of tremendous opposition. This principle was not new to Jefferson, for his whole life work might be summed up in the one word, Freedom—freedom in creed, government, thought, and speech. We can, therefore, readily see why he espoused the cause of the Baptists and contributed his valuable support and influence. Although he had been elected to the Continental Congress in 1776, Jefferson resigned that position the following year in order to fight for the free82

RED doms in Virginia. He did so as a delegate to the state legisla­ ture and then as governor of the state. During these years of public office he formulated a bill for religious freedom and in­ itiated its legislation. Later, when Jefferson was serving in other capacities, his work was carried on by James Madison and other prominent patriots.

At the time when this historic struggle began, religion in Virginia was in a state of chaos. In spite of the Acts of Toler­ ation the Established Episcopalian church continued to enforce its oppressive laws against dissenters or heretics. All citizens were obligated to attend services of the Established churches a few times a year; dissenting clergymen could not perform marriages, and finally, dissenters were not eligible to public or state offices and consequently had no voice in the government.

These laws were all the more intolerable because the dissenters in Virginia outnumbered the Episcopalians two to one, and the latter were anything but models of what a state church should be.

The clergy was a gentlemen’s club, out of touch with its laity, strongly sympathetic with the mother country and frequently accused of ^drunkenness, swearing, fornication and other hein­ ous and crying sinr,M Although the laws were directed against all dissenters, including Presbyterians, Quakers, and Lutherans, the Baptists were recognized as the most bitter enemies of the Establishment and bore the brunt of the repressive measures.

It was chiefly the Baptists who suffered during the period of great persecution from 1768 to 1774. They were whipped, beaten, arrested, fined, imprisoned, or in other ways shame­ fully abused. Persecutors would often ride on horseback into the rivers where the baptismal rite was being conducted, thus breaking it up. But such persecution, as is always the case, only helped to increase and strengthen the opposition. The Baptists gloried in their martyrdom, often preaching from be­ hind barred prison windows to large audiences.

Fortified behind the barricade of the old Statute of Religious Toleration, the Baptists, supported by the Presbyterians, Luth­ erans, and Quakers, and led by Jefferson and Madison, made efforts to liberalize this toleration through petition to the state legislature. After a lengthy controversy the Virginia conven­ tion in 1776 repealed all laws punishing men for religious opin83

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ions and exempted dissenters from taxation for the support of the Establishment. With some ground thus won, the dissenting forces began to fight for disestablishment. They had been but slightly mollified. They wanted complete religious equality and a voice in the government for members of dissenting faiths.

It was at this time that Jefferson, the skillful phrasemaker, made his chief contribution. In 1779 he formulated and pre­ sented his "Bill for Establishing Religious Freedom,” which would later be incorporated into the Virginia constitution. It rings with phrases that still warm the heart and recall those in the Declaration of Independence. It reads: “We the General Assembly of Virginia, do enact that no man shall be compelled to frequent or sup­ port any religious worship，place or ministry whatsoeverj nor shall be enforced, restrained，molested or burdened in his body or goods, nor shall otherwise suffer on account of his religious ojnnioiis or belief; but that all men shall be free to profess, and by orgument to maintain, their opinions in matters oj religion, and that the same shall in no wise dwi ni ish, enlarge or effect their civil capacities.”

But the road to the passage of this famous bill was long and painful. By the end of the Revolutionary War in 1783 re­ ligion in Virginia was in a miserably confused condition. This was followed by a grand effort of revival, but revival took the form of restoration of the Establishment. Furthermore, the dissenting forces were pitifully disunited, the Presbyterians having temporarily sided with the Episcopalians. Jefferson too was away from the scene. He had had to flee as governor of Virginia at the time of the British invasion and was now serving in a larger capacity as the American envoy to France. But the spirit of religious freedom expressed in his bill lived on. Finally the dissenters mustered enough votes to pass Jefferson’s measure, though by a majority of only three votes. It was officially signed as an enrolled* bill on January 19, 1786. Thus it had been under consideration for seven long years. By this “Act of 1786” Virginia became the first government in the world to establish absolute divorce of church and state.

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RED How much Jefferson’s part in the struggle was appreciated is shown by a humorous incident which happened many years later when he was president. A Baptist preacher who had collaborated with Jefferson in Virginia and had later moved to Massachusetts became the bearer of a mammoth cheese, the gift of the village of Cheshire, Massachusetts, to their honored president on New Year’s day, 1802. For this cheese each Republican man and woman of Cheshire had donated the milk of one cow on a given day, but not one drop of milk was to come from a Federalist cow. The resulting cheese, made in a huge cider mill, weighed 1235 pounds, but the Baptist preacher offered it as a peppercorn of esteem to the man who had fought so valiantly for the cause of freedom.

Religious freedom and separation of church and state was finally also incorporated into our national Constitution, but not even there without a straggle. Many still felt as did a certain man in Massachusetts, who ‘‘shuddered at the idea that Papists and Pagans might bo introduced into office and that Popery and the Inquisition should be established in America. ” The majority, however, demanded it. Characteristically, it was a Virginia man—Madison, Jefferson’s henchman, who in the absence of his senior formulated the first amendment, that “Congress shall make no laws respecting an establishment of religion or pro­ hibiting the free exercise thereof__ ” The Virginia statute of liberty had become the first amendment of the national Con­ stitution.

Thus from the beginning of national life the United States ordained throughout the land full liberty of mind, conscience, and worship. The adoption of this principle marks an epoch in the history of mankind. It may be confidently reckoned as of distinctly American origin and justly rated as America’s great gift to civilization. For 1500 years, ever since Constantine had established Christianity as a state church, half the wars of Europe had been caused by religion. Now state and church were freed from each other and henceforth this experimental principle of freedom so clearly expounded by Jefferson was through God’s grace to prove a blessing to both church and state in America and the whole world.

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於an? @ad)§ max ein bidjtenbec ganbroec!ec unb em oanbroecf«* mafeigec 由ter. arbeitete bei feinem Seiften unb S)i由ten in einer fe^c ftiHen SBeife, unBefummcrt um SoB unb ZaM. ^unftuoHe ^ompofition unb 93ecraid(ung madjten i^rn fetnen Summer, benn unb einfad) in SBerfe gu faffen. er ftreBte nut, feme ©ebaufen Unb barin beftanb feine ©cofje unb SBebeutung a(2 Reformation^ bidjter. ©ein Seben uectief fe^r einfa由.©r raurbe am 5. SWotiembec, 1494, gu ^urnbecg geboten.況adjbem er adjt 3的re cine ber Satein* fc^ulen befud)t Ijatte, Jam ec 1509 gu einem ©djuftec in bie Seljce. ©ann rnadjte ec eine funHa^cigeSBanbecfdjaft, uon bee cr nt§ 9Keiftcr* 冲ufter unb sur ietbigen Seit a(8职eifterbi由ter 糾riid teftrte. @r tat feine eigene SBectftatt auf unb int ©erbft 1519 Ijeivatcte ec.

9?urnbecg raor】nte ec b话 er ftarB 1576. $Bo(b nadjbem bee junge ©anbnjec!«meiftec [id) felbfianbig ge* ma由t ^atte, et[d)ienen Siut^ecS fiinfunbneunsig ©(ifce luiber ben SIWc湖⑽bet, unb fie errei由ten audj ben ©djufter. ©ad)§ ftubierte biefe X^eien unb bie ©c^riften Sutlers, bie i^nen folgten.①aft er fo* foct mit Sut^ecS Sbeen ber ©itttidjteit uBeceinftimmte, evljellt au2 feinen ©ebidjten biefec «BeU. Slbec bie rcligioje Rrage Ucjj er guerft gang bei ©eite, benn 妇an3@a由咨 roar ein 9)Zann, bee erft nad) (aitgem DZac^benlen gu etnec @nt[c^eibung tommen tonnte. Sine Seit(ang raac er [till; er oerfafete feine ©ebidite.奴uS biefer ©title !am er als ein uBerseugter 贝n^anger bee neuen 2e^re Sewoc.贝Heg @d)tuan!en jroift^en 贝Item unb 況euem war oocubec, unb bamit !am aud) bie attc 5reubig!eit unb ©djaffenSluft wieber iibec i^n.

Smmer fefter toac fein eigeneS ©IaubenS(eben gemoeben unb eS bcangte ein offence? 58etenntni8 ab^utegen. ©o fdjcieb ec 1523 fein ©cbidjt toon ber „3Btttenbecgifc^en 92a由tigall.1'加 biefent ©ebidjt Begriifete ec bie neuc 2e[】ce unb i^cen ©erotb unb fpra由 fein cigeneS ©laubengbefenntniS auS. SDer poetise SSect biefeS langen ®ebi由te§ mac nid)t fe^r Ijod), abec grofe mat feme SBebeutung fiic bie Reformation. $iec roar ba^ 86

RED 93etenntniS eine§ itfjlidjten ©onbroerfecS, eine§ Saien, bee tjoc mcni* gen nod) gtaubig gu SWaria unb ben anberen ^eifigen gebetet Ejolte, bee abet nun auf S^rifti 93(ut unb ©eredjtigfeit aQein fein ©ee(enljei( flriinbete. tuar baS Sefemitnig eineS Ungele^rten, ber, ungeidjredt burd) bie Slutocitat ber 货irdje, bem gangen ©ofgefinbe be?贝ntidjriftg topfec gu fieibe gtno mit feiner aDegori^en 5)arftellung beg UbetftanbS in ber 货ir由e. S3ei ben JRomifdjen erreflle bieS ©ebidjt uie( ^nftofe unb 5(rgerni6, aber Bet ben Sut^e* riidjen gtof?e ivceube. ^iic bie neue Se^re roar bie[e3 ijeugni谷 t)on befonberem SBert, benn bie bilberreidje unb bramatiirfje ©arfteHung beS ncuen SuangeUum? fonnte in roeit breitece ©djidjten bringen al3 bie ^Prebigt auf ber 5lanse(. 3)urdj bie Srifdje unb burd) ben 況eijj bee metr丨丨djen 9?ebe unb bur由 ba3 $i(b ber ben ^ageSanbrud) tier* tiinbenben Wacfttigall tuurbe ba§@ebid)t redjt popular. (Ss mar raf由 iiber bie Saltern i)iiicnberg^ 办inau? in me^rfadien 92ad)bcutfen uec* breitet imb luurbc faft in gang 5)eutf由fanb ge(efen.

9?od] in beuiielben 3a^re faf3te$an§©ad)3 bieSigen丨由aften [eineS neuen ©laubeuS in einern sroeiten ©ebidjt furg gufammen. 9J2it biejen ^)id)tunflen Jjalte ev fid) ben (iterarifd^en _8eugen ber Reformation beigefte(It# unb e§ bcirrte ilm menigi, iftm mm bie SRbmifdjen Balb 由,ba(b brolienb ba? „©由ufter, bleib bet bcinem Seiflen" ju* riefen. 'Die Reformation liatte einen 触unb geroonnen, bee feinc reidie ©nbe ^um Didjten ^uc 5lu?breitung ber neuen Sie^re anroenben muebe.

Sn einec 9?urnbetger S^ronit Dom 3a^re 1524石eifet eS:加 biefem ^aljre liat man bem ^apfte Urlaub gegcBen.1' S)iefe ©tabt tt)at einc bee erften unter ben beutfdjen ©tabten, bie ber neuen fierce geroonnen roiicben. SiutFierS ©uangeHum rouebe Don ben ^ansetn geprebigt, bie SHoftec routben feer, unb bie 货ir由en fonnten faum bie ^erftromenbe SOZenge faffen.货ein 3Bunbecf baft ber paprtlidje iiegat roeljeffagte, ban niemanb meljr 9J?e(fc adjte, baf? an ^efttapen Steijd) gegeffen nnirbe, unb bie ^rebiger ben ^Sapft offenttidi befeibigten. 贝ud) !(apte er, bafe alle Q3ud)tdben Dod lut^erifdjec ©djeiften Jeicn unb cine papiftifdje nidjt gu ^aben fet.

3u biefen tut^erifdien ©djeiften gefetUen fid) nun im 3的ce 1524 t)ier gh丨g丨由riften au3 ber ^ebec beS §anS ©a由3. waren fdjcin* bar ut[pciing(id) fteben, aber nut oiec rourben gebcuctt. 3)iefe 87

RED ©djr.f丨en maren in N^ro[a gefdjciebene ©efprndje, in benen bee 33er* fa(fec tie Ubc( bet romi[d)en birdie unb bie @d)tuad]en [einer 职it* menfdjen b(o§ ftellte. 5)ie Deiben erften 5)ia{oge eutfjielten eine polemic gegen bie 況5mi?d】en, gegen bie 93ette(mi3ud)e, bie ©etubbe, ben Wa^, beu 35仙at unb Devlei Ube(. ®er %o\\ ber ©ejpradje roar bureaus mi(b unb fanft, benn 6n邮 Ijoffte nod) auf eine 划er= foftnung; er rebete nod) Don eiiiem 办iiten unb oou einecSerbe. ben anberen sroei ©efptndien Befiaftigte ber ®id)ter fid) mit bem Seben unb SBanbel feiner ©(nubenSgenoffen. S)ie ©efpradje rourben meit oerbreitet unb Don uielen gdeien. ©ie waren bei ben eiufadjen 2euten felir beliebt, benn bie ^erfonlidjfeiten ber ©ejprcidje raaren Sieute, bie jebec fannte. ^urdiroeg [inb eg 93i(bec beg roirflidjen yebeng. ®ie SIrgumente finb fot由e, bie @nd)3 in ben ©djriften iiutljerg faub, unb bie uielen Sibelfpcudje, bie ec anwanbete, entnaljm cc bem neuen leftament, bag Siutljec eben im ^aljre 1522 iibecfefct Ijattc. ®ie ©e= fpradje fanben eine roeite 95erbreitung infotge bee intereffanten ^ar* ftellung, ^ug(eid) erroiefen fie fid) al§ le巧mid), benn fie tunren ein SBieber細fl bee ©ebanfen Sutlers. 9)?it biefen 5)ia(oQen tat ©a由吞 t)ie( jur 55erbreituug ber reinen ^elire. 9?iemn(8 fjatte ber 9Kunb eineS einfac^en 53iirger§ ba8 raal)r疆t euangetifc^c Seben fo fdjon ge* jdjitbert.

3m ⑽re 1527 erfdjien eine 53i(berpolemit gegen baS ^apfttum.

2)ie Wilber raaren Don Ofianbec unb bie er!(arenben 3{eime Ijatte ©an8 ©a邮 gebic^tet. 5)ie 93ilber seigten in einsetnen ©arj'tcllungen, toie ber 汩叩ft fid] uom ®tattl)a(ter Sljrifti gum 饥iitid)rift uerronnbett 石Qtte. Obroo^l bet Son bicfeS 53uditcin§ tuilb roar, beroegte e3 ben 況at, bet in feiner ©enfur bec©d)riften ber [treitenben^Sarteieu ^iem(id) fopflol genjorben roar, einmal ein S^empel gu ftatuiecen. ^au§ ®ad)§ foUte ^infoit nidjU bruden lofien, ol)ne bie @r(aubni@ beS 9iai§. 仙er baS ©d^reiben roar iljni nidjt uerboten. ©eine ©ebidjte auS biefec Beit finb Doll 5Hagen fiber bie BaQljaftigfeit unb ©djraadje, bie 2ijrannei unb ©oitlofigteit bee Obrigteiten, bie bie 划u抑reitung ber reinen 2eJ)re erldjroerten ober gav uertjinberten. 3)ec 9iat anbecte aber fcalb feme SKeinunq unb Sadjg fonnte roieber ©toff bruclen Iaffen. 这咖 1524 trar ba§ eigentlidje ©ebuit^ia^r be§ eoangeliidjen wird)en(iebe§, unb jdjon in benUelben Salic folgte ©ad)§ bem 45ei作let SiutljerS, ber fingenb unb (lingenb ©ott gelobt Ijaben rooflte.

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RED Sm nadjften 3的re ecfdjienen ad)t Sieber. CSc 石at an由 brei^e^n ^fa(men in 9{eime unb SOhifif gebradjt. 5)ieie Siebec unb gereimte ^iafmen fomiten gefungen raerbeti unb rourben gefungen, unb taburd) ^atfen fie bet 9iefonnation, aber roeit iljre ©pradje 巧art unb ijre 5orm ungeten! raac, finben roir fie nidjt meljc in ©e[angbud)ern. ①aS (Srgebni^ roar oft nur gereimte ^5ro[a, aber bie Seute freulen fid), ban iftnen ettua§ gu fin gen gegeben roar.

3n ben rein bibattifdjen SBerfen raar ©an§ ©q由8 rne^c erfoffl* rei由.©iec fomite er atlcgocifieren, 53ifiouen unb Xrdume crfinnen unb iminer in biefeii ^ormen einc banbgreit'(ui)e 9KocaI oortragen. ©S fofgten jebt Qudi eine 9)?enge fotdjec 5)i由tungen. Sntmec miebec eiferte er gegen ba3 romifdje SBeien, abet au 由 gegen a (led libel irn (ut^eri[djeu imager, gegen alleS t()eo(oQifd)e ©egant, gegen SctJeljret unb ©djroarinfleifter. 0o(d) ein ©ebidjt idjrieb er gur be8 2obe3 Sutlers. §ier lieft er bie 穴rau XEjeotogie in einem Straum erfdjeinen unb an Sutlers Satire ben 识eformator loben. feinen (el>teu SDid)tungen rourbe bee ©cftuftcc etma§ Bitter. @c |a^, bafj ba« ©uaiiflclium bie SWenge ber ©iinbe nidjt geminbert ^otte.

3c(jt ecljobeit fid) and) 06rig!eiten roiber bie ^utfjenjdjen, unb bicS mad)te ben bejaljrten Sad)§ tcaurig. 51 bet er fugte iturner ^ingu, bafe feine ©(aubenSgenoifen Mourning 扣oil (ein foil ten, benn ba9 reinc ©Dangetium raerbe am @nbe ben Sieg geroinnen. ①amit beenbiiite 洽anS ©ad)v bie 況ei^e jeiner reFormotorifrfjen SBerfe. 3tu6erbem Ijatte er einen ©aufen weltti由en ©toffs gcfrfjtie* ben, aber audj bavin beljaubelt er bie reine ©itttidjfeit. 5n feinen saljlceidjen bibfifdicu 5)ramen (eiftetc ec bee Reformation aud) einen roefenUi由en SJor丨djub. €>an<o ©ad)§ roar in feinen Sc^ciften ein 9Kit(ampfer Sutlers tuiber 9iom unb fiir bie fyreifteit eineS 财riftenmen味en. ©r war au3 ber 58erroirntng ber romifdjen ^irdje s«c ^(arljeit ber neuen Se^re ^inubergefommen. 5)urd) feine jd)lid)te unb an{ptu^S(ofc ?lrt fonnte ec feinen einfadjen hitmenfdjen anS geeifen unb fie sum ®(auben bcingen.①arum rairb bie @e[d)id)te ber Reformation auf biefen 92urnbergec 由er at3 auf einen treuen Beugen ber SBa^eit l)inroei[en unb iljm ben S)anf joHen, ben bie (utljerifc^e ^irrfje ifjm fd)u(big ift.

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TMENTY-THREE MEN AND A GIRL Marcus Albrecht

I might speak perfumed and saccharine words about this class of 1943; I nii^ht become vitriolic and invective. Hul in either case I would definitely be tin^incr the picture with too unwholesome a subjectivity. Rather I have tried to present, as it wctc. a bird’s eye view of each class member，seeing the big： tilings and only some of the little ones. I might also add that the space devoted to any one of these seniors is not proportional to his past worth or achievements or what his future achievements might l)c. Tl is to a great extent dependent upon my at times verbose moments and at other times succint inspirations. While excusing myselt, 1 also add this. Because of the rare circumstance that a member of the opposite sex is also尺raduatin尺 from here this year, ii deserves special mention: and therefore, contrary to previous practice, I give her first place in these sketches, before the class officers and all the other class members, in spite of the fact that her name does begin with Z. Bon voyage.

RUTH ZANK The only female graduate, not only of this year hut of num­ erous preceding ones, was born in Iowa (she lives in Wisconsin now.) After attending; High School for four years, she came up here to get her decree, and sure ‘liuff she got it. Has sun«： in the Mixed Chorus for four years. One would almost expect her to be a little tomboyish after ^oing- to school with so many boys for so long, but she isn’t. Must possess unusual persistence and tenacity of purpose, ‘cause how would you like to be the only boy in a class of 尺iris for four years? (Maybe I shouldn't have asked that!)

Anyhow I thing1 that’s deserving of a bouquet. Her future plans I don't know but I do know they don’t; include the Seminary.

Good Luck.

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RED RALPH GOEDE Although lie is the class and student body president, he is a “fine fellow, 尺()od man.' His weekly holding of chapel services has already given him a Kanzelton and a good one. The Black and Red is (and I hope will be) an ardent love of his. His eyes keep him but not his class spirit from athletics. His favorite German word is "Schatz," understood a la New Ulni. From New Ulm lie has also obtained his nickname, “Hank,” in reference to the renowned New Ulm photographer. A studious fellow, a de­ termined fellow, a j^uy who loves to laugh and loves his favorite peeve, women in slacks et cetera (cf. Black and Red, May 1943,) although one wouldn’t think so. He has fjot his share of “booklamin’’ and wc could call him a greasy grind, but he has been far too busy j^ettinm- an education from other sources too. The Sem­ inary is not a school for liim but a long-cherislied ^oal.

EDWARD RENZ Born and lives in one of Michigan's most fertile agricultural districts. .\ (k.fiiiitclv urbane fellow, has one of the most engaging smiles in tlic class. An agreeable chap, easy to get along- with.

Vice-president of tlie senior class. Wears his manager **NM with dignity. GraduatcHl from Michigan I.utheran Seminary. His Sua1)ian anccsirv slnod him well, lie speaks German like one of the “Supernic匕” His hohby, I think, is natty and immaculate dress.

Next year tho halls of the Seminary will reecho with, “Hey, Hauf, let's-------- ” you supply the rest. I will not enter into the developnicnt of the nickname. That would be too complicated. You ex­ plain it, Hauf.

ELMER SEMENSKE Born, raised, and lives in Milwaukee. Has the thankless job of class treasurer, maybe because he has one of the class’ best math­ ematical minds. Took his four years of prep school here. Sin^s first tenor in the Male Chorus. Plays pin^-pon® and tennis quite well. Likes to tinker, especially with his bicycle and other tilings not quite so bi«; like cigarette lighters, etc. Like others in his class has a definite i>re(Hlection for nocturnal powwows. (O. K., you know what I mean.) Easy to get along： with, although he likes an argument. Seminary.

EGBERT ALBRECHT Another deserter from the ranks of Wisconsonians. Was born here but now keeps himself busy in Minnesota. A rare crea­ ture一was a four-stripe man in hi钇h school, then went to Bethany Lutheran College, only to end up here in his sophomore year. Is 91

RED what sports writers would call a triple-threat man in football. Is what I would call a triple-threat man in athletics, since he plays all our major sports with outstanding ability. In spite of all this lie's a quiet, reserved, unpretentious, and well-behaved fellow. little bashful. Sing：s very well. Has associated maybe even with many Norwegians in his clay, and seems to be just a little Norwegian himself. We like it though, E^gs. I hope you like the Seminary.

OTTO BAUER Goldy-locked, intelligent, paradoxical Booer. Born and raised in South Dakota. A graduate of our school at Mobridj^c. Still talks of those days rapturously. Bowls with our host, played class basketball, and was baseball manager until Adolph and pals sort of messed up intercollegiate sports. Won't get his letter but will take bigger and better things from here to the Seminary. He and Hans Sachs are cooperating on the German Oration this year.

I’m sure they’ll make out well.

HOWARD BIRKHOLZ Brings his wide, glamorous smile and l)lack, in-the-midcllcparted hair from down Minnesota way. Got more lc-tiers in ath­ letics than most parents from their N. W. C. sons. Spent four years at D. M. L. C. Studious and agreeable. Also spent four years in the Male Chorus as a first bass. Liked it too, especially if he was tired. Will find Thiensville handier for his Milwaukee contacts. Keep smiling, Birk.

GORDON FUERSTENAU Boy, can that man laugh. South Dakota takes full credit for him with exception of his four years at New Ulni. Sin a deep and stentorian bass in the Male Chorus. Played a rough and tumble center on the football team. Ask Umnus if you doubt me.

Loves to tell stories of his varied experiences. Enjoys Wanner and art, especially his own. Has a Resonanzboden which his Model A alone can rival. Will take both to Thiensville, or at least the Resonanzboden.

VERNON GREVE “Peanuts” (etymology untraceable) leaves this school with the reputation of being： one of the best tackles Umnus has had.

Tougii and hard as South Dakota stone. Very easy to get along" with. Is a faithful student, although he lives with Spatide & Trum­ ps. And I bet all the girls would think his mustache cute, for certainly even Hollywood turns out no better and fairer plucked 92

RED upper lips. Proud as all ^et up that lie’s from South Dakota and New Ulm. Believes in the wide open spaces and their air rather than the hot substance of the same composition he claims he has found here at times. The Seminary for him.

LLOYD HAHNKE Born and lives in Minnesota. Wears a perpetual tan. Wheth­ er this is due to his extra-mural activities or a bit of Indian blood can't say. No matter, from it he .c^ets his name “Blackie.”

Although no physical giant, he dents more football helmets than the average feminine driver dents fenders. Coach Uninus doesn’t mind. Wants his name pronounced Hahnke to avoid confusion with the many other ke’s etc. we have. His Liebesstudium is He­ brew and lie is just as normal as any of us. During： the summer lie usimllv keeps at least one cannery going. A Male Chorus first tenor. Plays a fast brand of class basketball. Has an admirable bush of 1)1 ack hair. Honest, I think it makes him look dignified.

Be that as it mav. lie’s .^oin^ to the Seminary.

PAUL HARTWIG Hails from Montello, Wisconsin. Took his prep years at Winnebago I -uihcran Academy. An affable fellow with an agree­ able smile, seems to find Watertown anything1 but a dead town: although his .snrial life has kept him busy at times, so has his studying. Ho seems to enjoy informal conversational gatherings, the hour of tin night making： no difference. For the past few summers has Ijocmi a vegetable and fruit salesman, a very good and interesting job he assures me. Usually rather calm and collected, althouj^li once wliile holding chapel service this year he (lid really shako. "I'he Seminary will cure him of that.

THEODORE HARTWIG A Minnesota lad by birth but now of Wisconsin. Doesn’t l)elieve in wearing- his hair longer than half an inch. Has the same efficient and practical attitude in other matters. Gets things clone by doing： them himself. Active participant in athletics, pitches for senior softball team and has lost very few ^«*imes. His forte is music, both as a singer and student director. Is giving; the Eng­ lish oration. Nuff said about his brains. Rather paradoxical in temperament, sometimes secretive and retiring, other times de­ finitely not. Served on B & R staff for three years. Enjoyed es­ pecially the banquets. The Seminary for him.

FREDERICK HEIDEMANN His first name is Frederick although you’d never know it, since he has red liair and consequently the almost corollary cog93

RED nomen. Entirely a Wisconsin product. One of the few seniors who prepped it here too. Sings like a Sinatra. I'lays ru^ed in­ tramural and spirited varsity football. Will be much missed in the tenor sections of our organizations. Loves to laujjli and to make others laugh although sometimes but infrequently his temper corresponds to his flaming hair. We’ll miss hearing “Red-(lo〆’ in the halls. Your ^ain is our loss, Thiensville.

GERHARD HORN Proud and happy that he was raised in Minnesota, his four years at New Ulm seem to have done him no harm. Level-headed, droll, easy-尺oinjj, not laconic, but strong- willed. Since he has been here, one ini尺ht call the cornet the Horn-et, because of the frequent and excellent use to which he puts it. Student band master.

Four letter man in Football, also active in intramural sports. Lent his humorous and vigorous pen to the Black and Red for two years. Nickname derived from the male of the genus Bos. Sinj?s second bass in the Male Chorus. Only one thing puzzles me, what will he do at the Seminary next year without a band ?

GERHARDT KIONKA Born in Denmark—now lives in Manitowoc—Wisconsin. (1 knew I could fool you. Am I presumptious! Very conscientious fellow, who studies and seems to enjoy it. Quiet and unassuming', with just a touch of bash fulness, which he valiantly tries to sub­ due. An absorbing; interest of his—archeology in relation with the Old and New Testaments. “Kiiat'sch” is the nickname, dating, 1 believe, from a date for some class j»;et-together. Went to prep school here too. His plans include the Seminary.

CLIFFORD KIPFMILLER If Kippy is remembered for nothing else he will be remembered for two things at least: the Canteen and his fabulous height, all five feet and some odd inches of it. Takes avid care of Michi^airs propaganda bureau, spreading his state’s wonders and beau­ ties like gems that no one dare disregard. Graduated from Michigan Lutheran Seminairy a nd, like all Sem alumni, still loves to talk of the “尺ood old days. ’’ Sings first bass in the Male Chorus and is its Secretary and Treasurer. As intramural manager ceived a large “N” which sets off his chest to great advantage.

Speaks an excellent, fluent German, which nowadays is an ac­ complishment. Intends to尺o to Thiensville if he may use a cracker box in the pulpit. You’re a swell fellow, Kip, don't mind my loose tongue.

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RED MENTOR KUJATH He’s lull, dark, and handsome—be'vare. Besides, he is also quite an all-around athlete,—baseball, basketball, football. Went to New Ulm for four years. Is really a native Wisconsonian, though he has lived in Minnesota: but now is a^ain of Wisconsin.

Wrote up the sports column in the B & R for a year. Is not at all lacking in ^rav matter, which when in use produces excellent rcsuits. Reading (the stars on nights of full and 贫olden moon in­ cluded) takes up quite a bit: of his time, although not as much as he would like. Really a swell fellow. Seminary.

DONALD LAU The hoys like to call him “New Deal or Tyrone.” The Tyrone derives from the Tyrone, Mr. Power. Went to public liifjli school before going to Bethany Lutheran College, entered here as a Junior. Had a streak of hard luck last year, was in the infirmary quite time. During the school year spends some of his time as a shoe salesman at Penney’s. The prefixes in- and out- have been attached to his name but with no malicious intent.

Has his troubles with German, but he isn’t the only one. With shoc-mtionin^ now lie’ll probably have to get along without selling them next vear at the Seminar)% but that's okay, with his tech­ nique lit* could sell the Brooklyn Bridge.

GALE MAAS H is ^ivon nanic de^encratecl into **Breezy/' for obvious reasons. Has lived in Milwaukee all his life. Graduated from Con­ cordia and then matriculated here in his Junior year. Is an ex­ cellent public speaker, as all his classmates will attest. Rather tranquil and composed in temperament. Has his own wit, which he springs suddenly and unexpectedly. Although no athlete, he does enjoy athletics, especially as an interested spectator. Is head­ ed for the Seminary.

ELMER MAHNKE They call him “Butch,” maybe because he’s tough, but, oh, A city boy, born and lives in Milwaukee. Went to Con­ cordia in Milwaukee for six years. Then came here in his junior year. Extremely well liked. Went out for football but was taken out because of an injury. One of the many seniors who sin^s first tenor in the Male Chorus. Gets a kick out of intramural sports, especially softball and (lartl)all. His proficiency in both as a sluj?j?er is well enough known. His wavy hair and broad smile suit him perfectly. The Seminary for him. so gentle.

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RED KARL OTTO Wauwatosa's wonder child. Prepped at Ctincordia in Mil­ waukee. Has studied in bis day. has also acquired an education, though some of it certainly outside of the classroom. His beauti­ ful baritone voice (boy, can he croon!) let him into all our clioml organizations. Although not an athlete (outside of Dartball) he has the spirit of one. His hobby without a doubt is bull sessions and possibly Greek, which he just loves to talk about. During the measles epidemic lie started quite a scandal \yhcn upon first investigation he had measles, the second diagnosis was nervous rash. Has his own drawling but lively wit. Besides this some girls even think he’s handsome (O. K., K. O., Tin sorry.) Is al­ ready perusing the Seminary catalog and its ton^ue-lwistiii^ cur­ riculum which he will be taking. We’ll miss his nioralc-inlluence.

LUTHER SPAUDE Born in Mason City, Iowa, as the first-born, and I'm sure he’s no disappointment. Now a Minnesotan, graduated from prep department of D. M. L, C. Has accomplished no little in his four years here. Plays a snappy trumpet in the band. Complains when he must play parts cued in, 1)ut does it well. All lion he is rather short, he puts his stocky build to good use in footl^all.

Si}?htreads Greek like a native. Also took care of the B & R fin­ ances for a year. Not quiet, not loud, definilcly on jo vs n j»ood joke. Has an inclination for tremendous pipes, which be breaks in so well. Seminary.

HERBERT STELTER “I was born in White Creek, Wisconsin, near the Dells, and now live in Clyman, a siibui.1) of Watertown,Hub says. Drives to and from school every day, sleeps to and from classes (it would be unjust to the other Seniors to include the other obvious preposi­ tion.) The divan alone： the east wall by the pool table in the clubroom accomodates his siesta, (I say all this with Hubs full permission. He said, “Say what you want, I don't care, il just .jjoes in one ear and out the other any'vay.”一How Hatterin^ to my hardwrought efTorts! Although he is a busy cojj in the Clyman canninf： factory, he manages to play basketball, baseball, even occasionally softball and all well. And although lie lias never lived in a dorm, he intends to face it with staunch heart at the Seminary next year.

THEODORE THUROW Attended hijjh school a few years: took his make-up work at Concordia in Milwaukee; then came here. Is a queer fellow in so far that his inclinations lean not toward Hebrew and German but 96

RED oddly enough toward French. Ze Monsieur Toorow believes in a liberal education, especially outside the classroom. Indicates some perseverance in so far that he has had the same roomate for four years (I niij^ht say the same for his roomate.) Well-read he is too. Can get into conversation with practically anyone from a basil fill, timorous Sextaner to a hard-1)oilecl, taciturn bartender.

An avid sports-reader, especially when he can attend games of some kind al Madison or Milwaukee. Although a little older than his classmates, has not let that spoil his fun. I think he’ll enjoy Seminarv life.

WE SERVE THE LORD Ralph A. Gocdc The members of this year’s graduating class chose for their class motto the words,,We Serve the Lord. It is an old custom for classes in uni vers:ities.,colleges, and high schools to have class mottoes. But what is a motto?

For many classes it is hardly more than a catchy slogan, a battle cry for athletic contests, a mark of class identification to inscribe on class pictures, banners, and annuals. Webster defines a motto as being a short suggestive expression of a guiding principle.

In picking the words We Serve the Lord, the graduates have chosen more than a slogan or mark of identification; they have chosen a guiding principle which is to be the guiding principle for their entire life, for their entire life’s work. Since the motto is but a short expression of the principle, we want to examine it more closely to determine the deeper meaning of the words.

We Serve the Lord. The very fact that the graduates are graduating from our Northwestern College at once distinguishes them from other graduating classes all over the country. We一 who have attended Lutheran schools for four, eight, or more years and have been instructed and guided always under the Word of God; who have received a twofold education of the wisdom which the world teaches and the more important wisdom which God’s Word teaches—we serve the Lord.

We—believing that God has made us and still preserves us, that out of His great love for us He gave us His only Son to die for our sins and secure salvation for us, that He has brought us to faith and strengthens us in that faith through the Holy 97

RED Spirit, we, firmly believing in this faith, we serve the Lord.

Having such a faith, what is it that we desire to do? We want to serve, to serve not as slaves, but to serve out of love, out of true desire and thankfulness, and not with a view toward recompense or reimbursement. We shall serve not only in the work which we have chosen, to be pastors and teachers in the Church, but we shall serve throughout our entire lives. The purpose of our serving—to give glory and thanks to God for all the blessings He has given us, chiefest of all blessings being His own Son. Whom then shall we serve? We shall not be servants to any earthly king or emperor, but we shall serve the Lord, Jehovah, the Father. Could any one choose to serve a better master, a master who cares for our every bodily need, who cares for the welfare of our souls now and in eternity?

When we give our motto that interpretation, it changes from a mere motto and becomes an encouraging guide to our life and work. And such it shall be and should remain to the members of the graduating class.

Fellow classmates, I pray that this motto, this guiding principle which we have chosen, will come to mean ever more and more to us. We Serve the Lord. May that encourage and remind us that with all diligence and perseverance we continue our studies and serve the Lord with joy and gladness.

Oh Lord, we have served and even now serve Thee; Grant, we pray, that we may serve Thee to eternity.

HELEN： 1943 K. J. Eggcrt

Lustrous curls, just note the sheen— (Halo did that. So can Drene.)

Tawny cheeks with softest glint— (Lady Esther’s well-known tint.)

Teeth like jewels—(still evident Lustre’s lent by Pepsodent.)

Lips as cherry as can be— (Duco finish by Tangee) Hair and teeth, cheeks and lips— Could this face launch a thousand ships?

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RED JOHN WYCLIF Clifford Kipfmiller

John Wyclif was born in the year 1324 in the small town of Wyclif in northern England. As a young boy he entered Oxford and took up the study of theology with great zeal. Since Greek and Hebrew were not taught at Oxford, Wyclif had to make use of the Latin translation of the New Testament. Having receiv­ ed the degree of Doctor of Theology, he accepted a position as professor at Oxford and after a while served as pastor in the town of Fillingham.

At this time Pope Urban V demanded that the papal fee, which had not been paid for the past 33 years, be paid up.

Wyclif, upon taking his seat in the Parliament, spoke so furi­ ously against the papal edict that he won the good graces of the king but at the same time the bitter hate of the pope.

It was during this conflict with the pope that Wyclif’s eyes were opened. From Holy Scriptures he now saw more clearly than ever before the false teachings of the Roman Church, and whatever he recognized as false doctrine he spoke against. He openly proclaimed that teachers after the year 1000 sat in utter darkness. He also protested vehemently against the many Roman holidays, the saints, relics, the use of Latin in the ser­ vices, and against the private mass. Extreme unction and purgatory were totally rejected by him. Concerning purgatory he says, ‘‘If the pope has power to save souls and does not do it, is it not foolishness? If he accepts money for it, is it not greediness? And if he has not this power, is it not deception?’’

Wyclif recognized in the pope the Antichrist. When called upon to attend a meeting of the church in the Netherlands, he had an opportunity to see the worldly-mindedness of the Roman emissary. His main opponents, however, were the monks who worked laboriously over his teachings trying to detect some errors.

When Wyclif disproved their doctrine of transubstantiation from the Bible, they were filled with the greatest hatred for him. Wyclif，s doctrine concerning the Holy Sacrament was this: the bread and wine remains, but it is at the same time also Christ’s Body and Blood, so that the believing communicant re­ ceives spiritually the Body and Blood of Christ in the form of bread and wine.

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9RED Wyclif，s teachings and sermons caused great commotion among the high ranking officials of the Roman Church. He was forced to give up his professorship and to retire once more to a small town named Lutterworth. Here he began to trans­ slate the Bible into his native language. Like Luther, he first translated the New Testament, using the Latin text of the Vulgate instead of the Greek or Hebrew. His co-workers started a translation of the Old Testament, but this was never completed. Wyclif’s translation is into the English Language, as Luther’s is into the German.

Before his death he instructed young men to go out and preach the Gospel, as they had learned it from him, in every town, city, and village.

Wyclif died on December 31, 1381, after a few days’ illness caused by a stroke. After his death the Council of Constance (1414-1418) condemned his teachings and ordered that his body be dug up and burned. This was accomplished at the cornmand of Martin V in 1427. His ashes were thrown into the river, but his spirit and teachings lived on. /VOT DR. ANTHONY M. N. Hermann

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RED Announcer: "Dr. Anthony, the case of Mrs. J. W.” Dr. Anthony: "All right, Madam, please state your trouble.

Mrs. J. W. (In a low, full-of-tears voice): “Mr. Ant’ny, the Mr. an’ me has been married for the last twelve years. • • (She breaks down in tears.)

Dr. Anthony: “Calm yourself, Madam, and try and tell me your case as briefly as possible.M Mrs. J. W.: 4The Mr. an* me has been married for the last twelve years, an’ now he wants a divorce.”

Dr. Anthony: “I see. And what is he giving as the rea­ son for this divorce?’’

Mrs. J. W. (still weepy): “He says it is ‘noncompatibility’ or somethin’.”

Dr. Anthony: ‘.You probably mean ‘incompatibility’. And how do you feel about it?’’

Mrs. J. W.: “Oh, I don’t mind it so much, but tonight he’s bring’n the lawyer over to the house to settle the thing.”

Dr. Anthony: “Yes? Then what is your problem?”

Mrs. J. W.: “My problem. Mr. Ant’ny, is this: Should I invite the lawyer to supper or not?’’

VISION I felt the towers crumbling, I saw the city fall; It crushed the swarming shapes beneath, There was no sound at all I walked upon the bloody waste, And in my very way, I saw a crushed and shapeless thing— My body as it lay.

I stooped aghast to touch my flesh, —My blood was all around, Then suddenly the sun came down And shriveled all the ground.

Then there was nothing left at all Of city or of tower, But in that night the moon shone red, Remembering that hour.

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RED FATE LAUGHS AT US J. Schaefer

Extracts from a diary of a poilu on the Mons-Charleroi sector attached to a franc-tireur group, dated March 7, 1917: This morning I had a peculiar experience. I was stationed about 300 yards from the German lines in a deserted house and was having a rather hot time of it. I had picked off about four Germans already. Then I caught sight of a German snaking his way to an advance observation post. Picking up my field glasses, I took a good look at him. He had a peculiar expression on his face which burned itself into my memory. Whether a look of despair or fanaticism, I don’t know. I picked up my gun and put him squarely between the sights, but I just couldn’t kill him. Why should I put another out of the way? C’est non ma guerre. I feel rather good that I didn’t kill him—less blood on my hands.”

The writer of the diary received rather a bad wound that day and was mustered out of active service for the rest of the war.

Extract from the same diary, dated March—1924: “I saw a picture in the Paris Temps today. At first I couldn’t place it, but it seemed so familiar. Finally I remembered. I am sure that it was that fellow I didn’t kill the day I was wounded at Mons. He got in a little trouble with the Austrian authorities.

His name is Adolph Hitler.’’

Extract from the same diary dated merely June, 1940: My man, Hitler has become a monster. In a few minutes he will be here. I shall never leave here.”

This diary was given to me by a German officer as a keep­ sake when he conducted me through occupied France to Paris.

He said he had taken it from an old Frenchman whom they had to execute for sniping at them. He added that he hoped that it would make good reading. Was he laughing at me? « 4

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Jhitortal In Parting.............

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ITH the close of another school year a class of graduates, 24 in number, again leaves its alma mater to enter on a new life. They have in various amounts absorbed what North­ western had to offer them. Now they look toward new experiences, new studies, new goals. Most of them will, of course, continue their studies in preparation for the holy ministry. To you, the graduates of 1943, we bid farewell and wish you God’s blessing wherever the path of life may lead you.

For us your departure means separation from some intimate friends and cherished acquaintances. We look forward, how­ ever, with eager anticipation to a reunion and a renewal of our association at the Seminary.

You, graduates, are now alumni. You have received your degrees; you are Bachelors of Arts. To some of you it may not be quite clear what this means. Just what is education? How 103

RED does an educated man differ from an uneducated one? Educa­ tion works a complete change in a man’s inner being and in his ways of living and thinking. To be sure it is not a change of which the subject is always conscious. It comes upon him imperceptibly, slowly, and takes complete possession of his body, soul, and intellect in such a way that he is probably un­ aware of it.

Education does not consist in an accumulation of factual knowledge. It is the building of character. In this sense only a Christian education can be a real education, for only on the basis of the Gospel can true character be built. You, graduates, are marked; you are branded for life. A single glance reveals that you are no longer the same individuals who entered this school of learning: eight years ago, and I am referring in partic­ ular to a mental, a spiritual change rather than to a physical one. Your character has been molded like a shapeless mass of clay to which the skillful hand of the sculptor gives an in­ telligible form, and, thanks be to God, this development has been guided by Christian teachers according to Christian principles.

This Christian character with which you are stamped mani­ fests itself among other ways in your Weltanschamuiu. You have been taught that God is the creator, preserver, and ruler of this universe, and that His purpose is to gather all things to­ gether in Christ. If you don’t accept this viewpoint, what, I ask you, is the purpose of this universe? What other answer can you give to the enigma of life, facing the question squarely and trulhfully? Surely the life of the man whose philosophy is accidentalism, who considers himself a mere wisp in the whirl­ wind of life, is aimless. The natural world has no purpose, and so it lands in the gutter of hedonism: “Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die.” That is the mire in which the pagan world for all its art, all its philosophy, all its political science, all its literature wallows. ‘‘Professing themselves to be wise, they became fools.” The finest culture the world could produce, the very height of civilization, ends in moral bankmptcy. It failed to solve the problem of life.

Yet we realize that “the children of this world are in their generation wiser than the children of light.” Therefore we use and enjoy the beauty of this culture with its drama and 104

RED poetry, its philosophy and scientific knowledge, its sculpture and architecture. You, graduates, are called educated not because you have accumulated a storehouse of facts, for that varies with each individual according to the diligence with which he has applied himself, but because you now have as a background for your understanding of this world the rich treasures of Homer, Sophocles, Aeschylus, Aristotle, Plato, Cicero, Horace, and the lesser giants of more modern times. In their books the spirit of antiquity has been preserved. Into them you have dipped and scooped out the best that was ever thought and discovered in the world, which has been handed down for posterity from one century into the other.

You who have a twofold wisdom, the wisdom of the world, which is after all but foolishness in the sight of God, and also the knowledge of the Gospel, which you have been given by the grace of God through the inpouring of the Holy Spirit, now recognize the innate depravity of unregenerate man and are thereby better equipped to understand the world than the world is to understand itself. Aeschylus believed that wisdom comes by suffering; the ,ummum bonum of the Stoics was complete suppression of emotion----- these are but the hopeless gropings of blind men for the truth. Standing in the bright light of the revealed Word of God, we have a deeper insight into the character of man and his motivations than the Greeks ever attained.

Your education has taught you how infinitesimal the knowledge you possess is, but it has also opened new horizons for you. The paths of learning lie before you. The liberal education which you have received has, as it were, put a field glass to your eye with which you have surveyed a few of them.

You can choose but one and strive for full mastery over it.

May you reach the goal you set for yourself.

As a final word let me say that we hope the memories of the times we spent together will go with you in your future life.

Help to keep them alive by coming to visit us often, and above all keep in contact with your alma mater by means of the Black and Red. W. G.

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RED Please, Fellows!............

AM a patient man; I can stand for almost anything—the borrowing of my books, the plagiarizing of my notes, the constant asking of the question, “Well, how do you like it up here npw?，’ by Keturakat—yes, even the eating habits of some of my table companions! But there is one thing I can not, will not, and absolutely refuse to tolerate; and that is the using of electric razors at the wrong time of the day, especially on Sun­ day afternoons!

I’m lying on the one-man couch in my room, see? My stomach is full of Bilse’s best (“Try Bilse’s beans and you’ll burp for Bicarbonate” is his motto), my belt is unbuckled (strange how the B’s got in here, I’m only a“G” man myself), and my ears are full of Erskine’s “Blowout” Symphony (in two flats), when all of a sudden there issues from the loudspeaker not the oboe imitating the squeal of air as another tire goes, but the discordant, jarring interference of an electric razor in full swing (or I should say, cut) as it plows through some student’s hirsute (or maybe not so hirsute) chin stubble.

I am a patient man; but that is going too far! Doesn’t the fellow know that shaving is taboo on Sunday afternoons, (violators, cf. the framed rules on the east wall of the first floor square), or does he think that shaving after church is better than shaving before? At any rate, muttering under my breath, I leap off the couch, tiptoe to my study door, sneak over to the washroom, and fling the door open suddenly, expecting to catch the culprit ipso facto (that’s Latin for “with his shoes off”，like the fat lady in the theater). And what happens? No shaver!

Hiding my chagrin under an air of righteous indignation, I now stride down the hall, attempting by a process of elimination and careful listening at bedroom doors (I never catch any one, but it’s fun anyway) to determine just who is disturbing my appreciation of good music and likewise my slumbers. Though the culprits have escaped up till now, I’m warning youuuu! If I ever pick the right door, there’ll either be no electric razor or no M. N. Hermann.

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N the evening of May 5 Pastor Kurt Timmel of Watertown gave a short lecture and showed three reels of pictures in the gym on the work of our Wisconsin Synod among the Apaches of Arizona. The movies were taken by the Rev. Edgar Hoenecke of the Indian Mission Board last spring. About 6000 Indians have their home on the reservation which is approximately eighty miles square. We have ten mission stations there served by eight pastor.ďź&#x203A; and eight teachers. They are assisted by several native interpreters. About 2000 of the Apaches are baptized Lutherans and 80% of them open their doors to our Lutheran missionaries. The Lord is indeed bountifully blessing this work which is now in its fiftieth year.

The obstacles and difficulties of this mission work are innumerable. The Indianâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s mistrust of the white man, the result of several hundred years of exploitation and war, is only now slowly being overcome as the Indian is brought to the realization that not all white men are greedy, selfish individuals, but that our missionaries have a priceless gift to offer him.

Another great obstacle is the language, Superintendent Uplegger being the only missionary who has up till now mastered it sufficiently to be able to deliver a sermon in Apache. It was through the children that the door was first found to the hearts of the hostile Redmen. But even today the devilish cunning of the witch doctors still holds many in the fetters of paganism.

The pictures were especially attractive since they were in technicolor. The terrain of Apacheland is extremely rugged and colorful and therefore awe-inspiringly beautiful. In the Cibecue region the predominant red color of the soil is due to 107

RED its iron content, the name “Cibecue” meaning “red earth” being most appropriate.

We regret that so few students availed themselves of the opportunity to gain at least a little knowledge about a field of mission work in which they themselves may some day be called to labor.

W. G.

Movies O provide a little relaxation before the stiff grind of the final exams, two reels of movies were shown in the gym on the evening of May 18. The first one, in technicolor, was of great interest to all present since it showed various scenes from the life of students at Michigan Lutheran Seminary, another of our Synod’s institutions, situated in the great metropolis of Saginaw. Among other things we were impressed by the discipline in the classrooms and the fluorescent lights in the reading room. Unfortunately the first half of the film was barely visible because the evening was still so light at the eight o’clock starting time.

A second film, produced under the direction of the U. S, Department of Agriculture, entitled Our Nation’s Great Herit­ age, emphasized the need of protection for our wild life. Many of the bird and animal shots were excellent. The accompanying comment was difficult to understand, a nuisance in our sound movies to which we are becoming resigned.

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New Library Material............

O BRING to attention the new books which your college library acquires, we introduce this feature of the College Notes. It would be impractical to list here all the library entries, but we shall mention those that are of a most general interest.

Our present pride and joy is a nine pound volumne called The Enjoyment of Art in Amei'ica by Regina Shoolman and Charles Slatkin (Lippincott, New York). This is a remarkable compendium of painting, sculpture, ceramics, and examples of 108

RED the decorative arts as found in our North American art galleries and museums. The excellent 740 illustrations (those of sculp­ ture are especially fino) are accompanied by a critical text It makes good browsing.

To supplement the Scribner Dictionary of American History we have bought the rather expensive Atlas of A. Hist. The large number of maps plus the remarkable index makes this book valuable to the students of history. The index refers any incident of importance to a plate which places it in its proper relation to pertinent contemporary events. This aids in per­ spective.

A new collection, the Amei'ican Guide Series, is gaining a remarkable reputation for itself. This list of well-illustrated, well-written books is the product of the Federal Writers’ pro­ ject of the WPA. There is one volume to a state. It is indeed refreshing to find such an account as this of the folk-lore, wild life, art, recreation, government, industry, and customs of a state that is entirely sincere—not colored by an ambitious cham­ ber of commerce. At present we have Michigan, Wisconsin, Indiana, Missouri, and Kentucky on the shelves. There are more to come.

The most popular volume of May is Louis P. Lochner’s What about Germo)))/? The boldness of Lochner’s expose has aroused much interest in our circles. Come in and put your name on the growing list.

Prof. Kiessling donated Spencer’s Shakespeare and the Nature of Man to our drama shelf. Spencer makes a clever attempt to explain Shakespeare’s “vision of life, its dependence on contemporary thought, its development through dramatic form, and its universal truth.” The Professor recommends it.

By making a trade, Doctor Ott acquired a bit of fiction for us. It is The Winged Pharaoh by Joan Grant. This is one of the Harper ‘‘finds’’ and our first NWC reader found it is quite what it is cracked up to be.

Please keep these books in mind for next fairs research and recreation.

R. R.

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RED OUR HONOR ROLL

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_ Theodore Belini

_ Adelbert Matthias

_ Waldemar Bernthal

興 Rober t Minning

_ David Bowen

_ Werner Ncitzke

眞 James Bradley

_ Richard Neubauer

_ James Doletzky

_ Roland Protz

_ Theodore Gicschcn

轉 Rupert Rosin

_ Erwin Hellermann

負 Karl Uplegger

离 Erwin Keepman

_ Gale Vertz

离 Robert Lied

_ William Warner

_ Carl Masch

負 Glenn Weihcrl

When school opened last September, 243 students enrolled.

Of these 208 have completed the year’s work. 20 men, which is slightly over 8% of the original enrollment, have left our midst during the course of the year to serve in the armed forces.

Their names we have listed above. Our school has been immeasurably blessed by the Lord’s guiding hand in that our normal routine has been interrupted very little. He has seen fit to guide our government to grant students for the ministry exemption from military service, a blessing which we at times seemingly fail to appreciate. Those of our companions who have enlisted or been called from their studies we entrust to His loving care that, if it be His will, they may return unharmed at the end of the conflict.

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赛RED itmmt rJJutes Prof. D. Rhoda，’22, and Prof. H. Oswald, ’29, were both tendered the call to head the Spiritual Welfare Commission.

Neither one accepted.

Delmar Brick, ’40, has accepted the tutorship here at North­ western for next year.

Hugo von Rohr, ex. 1892, died suddenly on May 23. Since 1910 he had been living in Milwaukee.

Harold Sauer, ’40，will be going to Northwestern Lutheran Academy in Mobridge, South Dakota, as tutor.

John Sauer, ex. ’46, and Joel Nitz, his classmate, will both be inducted into the army during the summer months. John will go into the Army Air Corps.

Charles Brick, ex. ’46, and Ralph Graf, ex. ’46, paid us a visit late in May. As yet they are both working at home.

We wish to report the engagement of Sgt. Fritz Peterson, ’40, to Miss Rose Marie Schaller of Saginaw, Michigan.

Correction: The Sheridan Township congregation in which Walter Scheitel, ’39, was installed by the Rev. T. Bauer, 16, is in Minnesota, not in Wisconsin.

The engagement of Robert Steffenhagen, ’42, to Miss Loretta K rein bring, ex. M5, of Milwaukee has been announced.

The 50th anniversary of the Rev. M. Hillemann, ’90，of Marshall, Wisconsin, was celebrated on May 25 in connection with the spring session of the Central Pastoral Conference.

Prof. Henry Schmeling, ’98, preached the jubilee sermon. Rev. Hilleman was ordained May 25, 1893, by the late Rev. E. Mayerhoff, at Iron Mountain, Mich. Two years later he was called to Bethany, Minn. In 1897 he assumed the pastorate of a church in Green Bay. Ten years later he accepted a call to Medford, Wis., where he served a parish of four congregations for 19 years. Since 1926 he has been in Marshall.

Rev. and Mrs. John Henning, Prairie Farm, Wisconsin wish to announce the engagement of their daughter Dorothy, ex. *40, to Fredrick A. Naumann ex. 40.

Prof. Erwin E. Kowalke, 708, has this year completed his 30th year as professor at Northwestern. After serving as pastor for a year and a half at Tomahawk, Wisconsin, he accepted a call in January, 1913, to Northwestern to instruct the commercial and lower classes and to act as athletic director.

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News of Service Men

Pvt. Melvin Croll, ex. M6, of the United States Marine Corps is now on active duty in the Aleutian Islands. Previously he had been stationed in Washington.

Pfc. Roland Protz, ex.，45, recently sent the reading room an interesting1 copy of Acorny a picture magazine published in the interest of the personnel of the 87th Division and Camp Me Cain. Miss. The various aspects of life in a military Camp are vividly depicted. Pvt. Protz has annotated several of the pictures which especially affect him. In regard to foxholes he says, “Digging these is work!” Our thanks for the considera­ tion shown.

First Lieutenant Paul Bergman, ex. ’42, has been reported as seeing action in North Africa.

After spending four weeks at Fort Sheridan, Pvt. Ted Gieschen, ex. ’46, traveled 2500 miles across the country to California where he is in an Antiaircraft Training Center.

Servicemen’s Addresses

Carl Masch, S 2/c Rarr ^15 Sec. 3-U. N. A. T. T. C. Memphis, Tenn.

Adelbert Matthias, A. S. Sect. B-7, Compt. A-22 U. S. M. S. Tr. Station Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn, New York Cadet Philip Pritzlaff Barrack 18-81 U. S. Naval Air Station Minneapolis, Minn.

Pvt. Werner Neitzke Squadron A 36th Training Group United States Army Air Force Jefferson Barracks, Missouri

Ralph Backhaus, A. S. Co. 556 U. S. N, T. S. Great Lakes, Illinois E. Hellerman Barracks B-4, Compt. J U. S. M. S. T. S. Sheepshead Bay, N. Y. Pvt. Ted Gieschen Hq. Btry. 797 AAA Auto Wpns. (Sem.) Camp Haan, Calif.

Ensign C. W. Nolting1 Barin Field Room 227 N. A. S. Pensacola, Florida

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Ah, for those concerts in the park!

What do they mean to you?

For some it’s just an excuse to spark, Or pitch a li’l woo.

La’ssa things happen in the park, The source of many a spurious remark; But I wouldn’t know, I jro by say-so ’Cuz pus’nally I’m ’scairt of the dark.

0, give us more concerts in the park, If they mean so much to you; What if it’s just an excuse to spark, Who says that’s gonna hurt you?

If you sincerely desire of a night to retire early, go not near nor heed the beck and call exuding from Room 19, to wit, that of Ortner, Albrecht, Albrecht & Co., for therein it flieth thick and fast, nor is it a respecter of time.

It Reeks '45

The Sophs have inherited Junior rights, or, I say to this prep, shag, and he shaggeth. .

Because of the dearth of incoming Juniors, there won’t be enuf monitors to go around next year—a sorry but irremediable state of affairs. But take heart, you of ’45, it’s quality that counts!

With our Soph year behind us, we hopefully await a speedy fulfillment of that oft repeated aphorism: “You’ll get that in your Junior year.’’

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There was no more zealous suitor for our privileges than Westie. The poor lad thought he had the art of getting up with the bell and beating the breakfast gong down to a fine art; but week after week he had to suffer the ignominy of ingloriously excusing at the tutor’s table, or otherwise. Then, after nearly nine hectic months, Westie got a brain storm: He’d fox ’em— he’d save those 9 precious seconds spent in hair toileting and get a “butchie”一and then we got our Junior rights.

Cousin Winnie Schaller has taken over the directorship of the Prep Chorus. A talented young man of wide experiences, we feel he ought to come thru with flying colors- if for no better reason than by the attraction of the Relative.

A Sextie’s Conundrum, as of May 25

If us Sexties are promoted to Quintaners,If they let the Sophs get through, And if Frosh are made out of Tertianers, What do the Seniors do?

What with a student operated and maintained you can tell if you’ve ever tried to putt on those greens—golf course on the campus, and fanatics like *'Slicin, Herbie” Walthers or the Right Honorable Pastor Dietz lifting golf balls all over the place, it’s just plumb suicide nowadays for a man to try and play an honest game of tennis—without a hat, anyhow. I ask you, what was there first, golf-course or tennis-courts?

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Conservative N. W. C. fairly rocked on her foundations ____ when Fessmann drove up in his rejuvenated gas-buggy, resplendent in red and yellow. The college seemed to pull out of it 0. K. but poor Fessie succumbed to a disease commonly known (?) to M. D.’s as chromatophobia. Ah, you doubt my veracity? Look you for yourselves at the colored specs he’s sporting. 氺

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A diligent investigation (purely scientific) of the tobaccoreceptacles in office and club room revealed this lamentable (and dare we hope soon to be remedied?) situation: approxi­ mately 11 butts for every 2 matches, or, bl/2 butts per match! ㈣ nidjt follen fein.

About that time Charlie Keturakafs cleat-studded shoe slipped unceremoniously off and crashed down, putting to shame the petty tappings from the front of the room.

In our last column we issued a touching (we tho’t) plea to all and sundry for some space-taker-upper. Net results: nidjtg, nihil, ouden, towhu! Couldn’t you just kick yourselves?

Printables from Class

‘‘一or if you want to pronounce the ‘‘theta’’ as the Greeks probably did, it would be akin to the t h in the middle of our word ’hothouse’ “and that Frenchman had something when he wrote, 'Every generalization is halting—including this one.’ ” Despairing to fit all the modifiers together (referring to faithful Penelope), Wink finally blurted out: 4*—because of her composite attractions.”一to which our prof rejoined, “Oh, a sort of chemical love, huh?”

Pliny’s Epistularum VIII, 8, 1. 10: “navium patiens”一 “suffering boatage’’一Kratz’s emendation. 氺

Mournful eyes watered as Gus Nolting and Herb Walther, finished in respect to their exams (till next fall), exited from our midst. Destination: Alaska. Occupation: why for do you ’spose they’ve been greasing “The Rudiments of Carpentry, Illustrated”？ Solace for us mourners: the dubious promise of a Kodiak-bear skin or two and an unquenchable thesaurus for us less pecuniarily fortunate.

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RED Jedge Becker Becomefch Enamoured Of a Saturday Nite

Last night I held a little hand So dainty and so sweet; I tho’t my heart would surely break So wildly did it beat.

No other hand in all the world, Can greater solace bring Than that sweet hand I held last night: Four aces and a king.

— Disinterred Who alius tips the bell, anyhow?

If one can take any stock in the unmuted remarks of the returning Seniors and the subsequent bull sessions (and there was a profusion of both), the Senior-Faculty cum Uxoribus banquet was a whale of a success. The candid *4how-I-met-myhubby,> recitations and the prof-mimickings were high-lights.

We are given to understand that there is an urgent petition afloat for a re-presentation of the Inspector-Tutor scene.

Our hats go off to you Seniors, the Class of，43. All the way, from petite “Kippie” to the six-foot agregation you put on the basketball court, you’re a swell bunch. All that is jyood we wish for you—6o?i voyage!—and don’t earn too much filthy lucre this summer—Thiensville isn’t Watertown, you know.

VICTORY BUY _WAR HBONDS ,STAMPS

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FOR AULD LANG SYNE 1 year ago—Sig Hillmer was seen throwing the shot. The varsity lost to the Prison by a score of 10-4. The Juniors won the intramural softball championship.

5 years ago—The Goslings completed their baseball season with­ out a defeat. Season’s highlight was Bill Klages’ no-hitter against Milton. Hoffmann, Kehrberg, and Lambert batted over .400.

10 years ago- The polf match with Milton, though actually won

by Milton, was forfeited to Northwestern on action of the Milton Athletic Board, because the Milton captain had used an ineligible player.

25 years ago -The Northwestern nine went through the season undefeated.

30 years ago—7 wins and 2 losses was the record of the 1913 varsity. 6 football games had been arranged for the following fall.

GOLF Northwestern 0 Oconomowoc 5 On May 18 a team chosen from the newly-formed North­ western Golf Society traveled to the Oconomowoc Country Club to play a match with the Oconomowoc High School----Our men, hampered by lack of experience, fell before the accurate swinging of the ‘‘Cooney” boys. Jacobs was low man for “Cooney”，with Corrigan taking the honors for North­ western. Making the trip were Westendorf, Walther, Dietz, Voss, and Corrigan.

Northwestern 0 Oconomowoc 5 On the afternoon of May 25 Northwestern’s golfers once more traveled to ‘‘Cooney’’ and once more hooked and sliced their way iinto a 5-0 score. New men making the trip were Winkel and,Renz. Tutor Pagels pinch-hit for Walther who was 121

RED at that time heading for points north. As far as individual scores are concerned, we’ll just forget about them and make sure we embarrass no one.

TENNIS Extension 2 Northwestern 2 On the cold, wet afternoon of May 17, the local netmen played their entire schedule in a match with Wisconsin University Extension. Captain Schaller fell before a very capable opponent, and with the help of Nommensen dropped a very close doubles match. Since tennis players are scarce, it took two Preps, Malchow and Sellnow, members of the Quinta and Sexta classes respectively, to gain a tie with the opposition.

The games: Walt (E) over L. Scalier (N) 7-5, 6-3.

Malchow (N) over Froemming (E) 1-6, 6-3, 6-4.

Walt and Schuster (E) over Schaller and W. Nommensen (N) 7-5, 6-4.

Malchow and Sellnow (N) over Plietz and Henderson (E) 6-4, 2-6, 6-3.

INTRAMURAL SOFTBALL Another softball season has been completed and for the second time in as many years a playoff will be necessary to determine the winner. The Seniors and Sophs will battle it out for the championship. Strangely enough, the same two teams were deadlocked at the end of last year, at which time the Seniors came out on. top in the playoff.

This is how it all happened: 1. Seniors 15; Juniors 8—First loss for the Juniors. Many more were yet to come.

2. Sophs 8; Tertia 7—Ragged game; each team made seven errors.

3. Tertia 6; Seniors 0—A major upset. Ulrich pitched a 7 hit shutout.

4. Frosh 5; Juniors 1 一 Wietzke set the Juniors down with 4 hits.

5. Sophs 8; Frosh 2— 9 Frosh errors were a few too many.

6. Tertia 13; Juniors 3—Every Tertianer except Captain Kempfert hit safely at least one.

7. Sophs 4; Seniors 1—8 innings. Seniors played with a patched lineup. Hoenecke pitched 2 hit ball for the winners.

8- Frosh 1; Tertia 0—A picther’s duel between Petermann and Wietzke.

9. Seniors 8; Sophs 4 10. Sophs 10;Juniors 8 no more need be said.

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13. Sophs 16; Frosh 3 - Soph batting practice.

14. Juniors 6; Frosh 4 - Juniors won another game just to be different.

15. Sophs 5; Tertia 3—This game assured the Sophs of a tie for the championship.

16. Seniors 2; Tertia 0 - Hartwig’s two-hitter tied up the league.

The standings: PERCENTAGE TEAM WON LOST 2 .750 Sophs 6 2 .750 Seniors 6 .375 3 5 Juniors 3 Tertia 5 •375 •250 Frosh 2 6 ODDS AND ENDS

Recent elections to the Athletic Board are Hanke, Hoenecke, and Wietzke. These men were formally installed into their offices at the Athlotic Board Banquet on the evening of May 28.

Under present conditions, attending the banquet is about the only duty connected with the office. ， Editor Gawrisch of the Black and Red was seen in the stands at a recent tennis match.

Our congratulations to the Messrs. P. Hartwig, Thurow, Otto, Kionka, and Maas for their stellar performance on the softball field. It was the combined efforts of these men that kept their team in the running when the outlook was darkest.

Then there’s that baseball game with the Prison that we told you about last month. For once we thought we had some real news for a sport’s column. In fact we had planned to devote at least two pages to that game. Imagine our dissappointment when we found out the game had been cancelled. Of course, there were other people that didn’t like it either. We’re still wondering why it was called off. We were informed that the Seniors working for the park commission did not care to make the trip. That sounded quite plausible until the Seniors informed , us otherwise. So we’ll just have to keep on wondering.

Unless something unexpected turns up in a hurry, we’ll probably have to resort to reporting the World Series next fall.

FLASH …Championship Game

E H R 10 Seniors 11 5 Sophs Batteries — Hart wig and Heidemann; Hoenecke, Westendorf and Becker.

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STUDENTS!

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Hotel Carlton 115 1st Hotel Washington, Inc., 51G Mnin Insurance Aid Association for Luthernnfl Wm, C. Krueger 308 Mnin Jewelry Salick's 310 Main W. D. Sproesser 111 Main， Wiccenhorn Jewelry Co. 13lMnin

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TABLE OF CONTENTS LITERARYKing Mike, An Introduction

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An Allegory___________

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Late September_______

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Shakespeare Revised and Applied----- 128 Up and At Me___

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Fantasy on a Theme

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EDITORIAL— An Interlude of Prolefcarianism

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America, Wake.Up!________

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COLLEGE NOTES— A Letter to the Student Body

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ALUMNI NOTES.......... .........

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CAMPUS AND CLASSROOM

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ATHLETICS_______________

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THE BLACK AND RED Volume XLVII. Watertown, Wis., September 1943. Number 4 Entered at the Postoflicc «it Watertown, Wis., as second class matter under Act of March 3. 1870. Published monthly. Subscription, One Dollar.

KING MIKE, AN INTRODUCTION Lem berger

Some inadequate forty-eight hours after graduation last June, I was fidgeting away our glorious “vacation” in the personnel office of a Milwaukee defense plant. The exhaustive interview ran about as follows.

"Can you read a Micrometer?’’

“No.”

“We’ll teach you.

What sort of wages do you expect?”

'I meant per hour. Harrumph. You start Monday night at 2

“Oh yes. Your shift? Of course. to 4:00 A. M.”

Of course. 5:30 P. M.

“I ah…”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Berger, you’ll get used to it. Good-day!

G-good day.”

1. A ridiculous figure.

2. What’s the difference? The government and the land-lady have it now.

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A miserable week-end was spent in the public library, cramming to master the principles of the micrometer. Hours of groaning and mental rock-crushing brought to light and final absorption the following fascinating information: A micrometer looks like a jew^-harp split length-wise.3 A micrometer takes an inch and splits it into ten thousand parts. 4 Each such part is therefore the equivalent of one ten thousandth of an inch. Since such a name is slightly out of proportion to the part it represents, the highly erroneous “tenth” is frequently used.

A micrometer makes its deductions by using a screw. The screw makes forty complete revolutions per inch. Each of these revolutions is divided into twenty-five parts, which parts are again divided into ten parts, which parts are representative of one ten-thousandth apiece.

Just like that.

Radiant with the confidence this data inspired, I tackled the new job. After telling the foreman that I had mastered the principle of the “mike,” he looked relieved and asked if I would like to operate a surface grinder. With assurance I accepted the invitation. The idea of grinding Axis, or anything else, was OK. What I had conceived a surface grinder to be bore not the least resemblance to the ten foot monster that stood before me.

The instrument panel was something out of a dream with its endless levers, gauges, switches, and dials. The dream was a bad one.

4 ‘Get a one to two. ’ ’ The foreman’s voice snapped my tortured brain back to a somewhat welcome reality.

“A what?”

“A one to two micrometer.’’

“Oh yes. Sure. Here. Looks a bit like half a jew’s-harp, doesn't it? 5 Heh. Heh.” “Heh. Here. Mike this shaft key for size.”

Annoyed by the man’s lack of humor, I seized the mike in both hands.

“That’s not a C clamp, buddy, one hand only.”

I used one hand.

3. Approximately.

4. Something like your butcher.

5’ Perhaps I should have said a bazooka. Please confer Webster’s illustrations.

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"Oh, about 250 thousandths.”

“Hm. I get exactly 220.”

The foreman whistled softly. Then, with great delibera­ tion, he began at the very, very beginning, and my book lamin’ was entirely replaced by the school of practical illustration. In something short of ten minutes, everything was quite clear.

Sets one to thinking. Sort of.

The universal use of the micrometer makes it possible to build a machine of parts made in any number of different shops, and have them fit perfectly. Because of the micrometer, one may order a machined part that is accurate to the ten thousandth of the inch. That is almost always close enough.

In this age dominated by King- Mike, one may some day build himself a dental plate of incisors from Chicago, molars from Moline, and eye teeth from Sleepy Eye, Minn. ^wonderful.

R. R. AN ALLEGORY Marcus Albrecht

Once again Mother Nature has shown me her seemingly invincible might. And the fierce lashing from her tongue has again weakened and humbled whomever it has touched.

A quiet, peaceful, and in other respects usual Sunday after­ noon was transformed into a ruin, a havoc. Clouds shut up the sky and became a thundering sheet of grey, shaken by lightning and moved in constant turmoil by a wind with no direction. Rain bucketed down in sheets torn, as it were, from some wild mountain pool. Hail struck and glanced with a fearful force; and as these two elements of destruction beat the earth, trees and vales and streets became their unwilling helpers.

Stripped ragged, trees swayed and often fell. Valleys, picturesque in the sun, now became rivers, and streets rushing torrents. The fury unleashed from the clouds seemed all powerful.

And then the heavens were rent. A ray of sunlight struck the drenched and deformed face of the earth. And, as if from a magic touch, leaves changed color,' trees looked like trees, human faces reappeared gladdened. No longer was it a scene of dreary destruction but merely a scene of destruction that demanded reconstruction.

Hope was reborn and only because of a ray of miraculous sunlight.

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RED LATE SEPTEMBER Lorrie Schaller

They are gone, Who fretted the still night with bold oarlocks, Who harried fiery Phoebus From Aurora’s rosiness Till the ascent of cool Vesperus With their blatant roisterings.

They have gone, Back to the congestion' that spawned them 一 To Chicago, the ‘stormy, husky, brawling’， Back to the factories high-geared To spew out their issue macabre That shatter the quiet irremediable.

With never an adieu to the cool green lake, Mottled with the scums of late summer, Nor to soft-wooing Zephyrus with feathery wake Who coquetted with provocative slumber.

The gleamy white strand is now weirdly deserted, Save for the secretive, deep-booming bittern; The plucky bluegill smacks his fly unmolested * Gainst baleful-eyed Aldebaran’s return.

In a silence serene Sways the fine, furzy larch ’Neath a forest of dank tamarack, While proboscised myriads ’Tho frost-decimated, intrigue The carousing, night-feeding* bass.

As Selene^ cold crescent Dims the night now senescent, The waves softly lap the lee shore: Her shimm’ring iridescence Cleaves a path of liquescence And the soft, lapping waves know them no more.

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RED SHAKESPEARE REVISED AND APPLIED Tuch Albrecht

Ambrose Smith and Archibald Jones grew up together in the village of Hickville. They got their “book-lamin’ ” in the Hickville public schools. During all this time one was seldom seen without the other. They seemed to be very fast friends, and all Hickville marveled that these two could be such perfect friends for such a long time. But the truth was that Archie kept up his friendship with Ambrose only because he thought this asso­ ciation might eventually prove profitable to him. You see, Ambrose was very intelligent. Archie was very ambitious, but his mental capacity was far inferior to that of Ambrose.

Perhaps he could use his “friend” as a stepping-stone to success, he thought.

They went through grade school and high school together, neither one having any definite plans for the future. Then their opportunity arrived. Some screwball started a corkscrew factory in Hickville. Ambrose and Archie both found work there.

After a reasonable time they both received promotions, Ambrose because of his ability and Archie because of the hard work resulting from his ambition. By and by Ambrose became general manager of the entire plant, and through his influence Archie received promotions making him subordinate to no one but Ambrose himself. As long as Ambrose was general manager, Archie could never attain this position, and because Ambrose was a very capable man, no one doubted that he could hold the position as long as he wanted it. Archie was next in line for the job, but it seemed that the only way to succeed Ambrose would be to outlive him. Letting nature take her course was much too drawn-out and uncertain a process for the ambitious Archibald Jones.

The fact that his “friend” was above him and that this relationship would exist indefinitely made Archie all the more jealous. His ambition and his jealousy bred such a terrible ingrown hatred toward Ambrose that it was all he could do to maintain a semblance of friendship.

So Archie put his hypocritical mind to work. After all, there was more than one way to outlive a man. Perhaps 128

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That was it一murder! His ambition would let him stop at nothing short of murder!

He tried to expel this devilish idea from his mind, but his ambition would not let him. And so began the premeditation that would make it first degree. He decided to use poison. He would invite Ambrose over for a turkey dinner on Thanksgiving Day and put some arsenic into his portion of the stuffing—just enough, Archie figured, so that Ambrose would not keel over until he got home.

Everything went according to plan. Ambrose ate heartily of everything, including the stuffing, and it took all of Archie’s self-control to conceal the nervousness of his evil anticipation.

That night Archie slept very little. On Friday morning he went to the plant early. When Ambrose came in and greeted him with a cheery “Good morning, Archie,” Archie fainted dead away. He had failed! His ambition was not realized!

Moral: Ambition should be made of sterner stuffing.

UP AND AT ME Jerome Albrecht

Slowly and wearily he plods onward through the ankle-deep mud. He is still much too far away for our eyes to distinguish details. Every other step he must bend over and replace a shoe. ’Tis indeed a pitiful sight. Who is this unfortunate stranger?

Let’s wait for him here on top of the hill and find out.

He,s slowing up, but he keeps right on coming. At least the poor fellow has perseverance. He is gradually coming closer. His features are slowly becoming more distinct. It’s a man, I think. His mud-bespattered clothing and disheveled hair give him in general the appearance of a tramp. Or maybe he would prefer to be called a “knight of the road.” He’s wearing a tie, I see. His collar is open and his tie is drooping, but he is wearing a tie. His chin seems to be clean shaven, but that is probably due to his age instead of his desire to appear respectable. Perhaps he even comes from a respectable family and is just down on his luck.

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I’m sure I’ve seen it somewhere before. I have it! I must have met him at Northwestern.

It’s all coming back to me now. That’s Sam. He and that hillbilly gave me (and the V-8) a push at the bottom of the hill, and I kept on going until I got to the top. Yes, I remember now.

FANTASY ON A THEME M. I. A.

The icy glare of the sun, The frigid whiteness of the earth, The cold, clear blue of the heavens, That is Winter.

The melting glow of the sun, The ripe greenness of the earth, The mottled, colored depth of the heavens, That is Summer.

Winter and Summer struggle eternally, And each is victor in its time.

Winter begins with its victory, Fall.

Summer begins with its victory, Spring.

Winter with its banner. Fall, Summer with its corsage, Spring, Make the year and one other thing, The topic supreme, the everlasting theme, We call it the weather.

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AN INTERLUDE OF PROLETARIANISM i(Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But for the dread of want and poverty—?”

BIT of license permits us to adopt Hamlet’s words for our present purpose. For what college student would abandon a life of intellectual activity for an interlude of drudgery in factory or defense plant, on farm or lake steamer but that that innate force, self-preservation, bids him provide for the ensuing school year? Year after year June shifts most students from their cultural environment to the labor market where culture is conspicuous by its absence, It is obvious that this complete abandonment of a student’s aim and ambition to the exigency of immediate economic need is not at all advantageous to formal schooling. On the contrary, such an interlude provides ample time for the mind to forget 131

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Fortunately the annual interlude of proletarianism offers the student certain advantages which assist in broadening his education. It furnishes him with ample opportunities for new contacts and experiences which will enrich his mind, developing its receptiveness for the new and as yet unexperienced. With increasing self-confidence the student will more capably solve his own problems and at the same time develop a more sympa­ thetic attitude towards the problems of others. It is especially salutary for a student who has led a rather sheltered life to be­ come acquainted with the difficulties that confront the laboring class.

About September, however, the student experiences a waxing yearning for his normal habitat. The insipidity of people whose conversations is limited to local gossip, the weather, their jobs, or personal troubles begin to grind on his nerves. He is disgusted with his co-workers, who for the most part are chiefly concerned with earning a maximum wage with a minimum of effort. He is tired of doing a job that requires nothing more than the application of physical energy. He does not want to serve as a robot, an inanimate link in the factory system. With longing he awaits the day of his return to normalcy in the cultural environment of his college.

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'HE most acute problem facing America today is not that of establishing a golden age of international peace, but rather of finding a way to salvage the rapidly disintegrating moral order of an age which some because of its scientific achieve­ ments would call the highest civilization the world has ever seen.

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Often he will have reached the conclusion that the world is full of morons. As one soldier recently stated, more bluntly than I dare quote verbatim, "Their whole ambition in life is to have enough to eat, more than enough to drink, a car, and a mistress.” A morbid desire to satisfy their fleshly lusts is their sole interest.

If you still are not convinced, look at the theater. As the same soldier told me, the men with whom he has been thrown together do not appreciate the beauty of the photography, or the excellence of the acting and the portrayal of emotions, or the development of character in the movies they go to see, but rather are interested merely in the suggestiveness of the actors’ dress, figure, or speech. A running comment of audible bawdy remarks fills the theater. Drama is the altimeter of a nation’s immorality. O’Neill and Sidney Howard, superlative among modern American playwrights, are to be commended for their realism. The Freudian motivations of their characters are not to be passed over as mere fiction, but are an accurate portrayal of the motivations in their daily pursuits of men and women in our day.

But the worst of the story remains to be told. It lies in the alarming rise in the delinquency of American youth. This is the age group to which we must look for strength and rugged­ ness in the moral fibre of our nation in the future. Unless youth’s rampage is stopped soon, we face an inevitable disinte­ gration of our social system and eventually of our national security. A strong character in our individual citizens is essential if we are to merit our nation’s heritage and fulfill its destiny.

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RED Do not be misled into a false sense of security because the fact of an increasingly prevalent juvenile delinquency has not been impressed on you personally. Although it may not have struck in the close circle of your intimate acquaintances, it is a very real and a very serious threat to our way of life. It is striking at that divinely-instituted foundation of our civiliza­ tion, the family. It dare not be treated with indifference.

In a recent article the FBI chief, J. Edgar Hoover, quoted the following figures: “In the last year, 17 per cent more boys under 21 were arrested for assault than the year before, 26 per cent more for disorderly conduct, 30 per cent more for drunken­ ness, 10 per cent more for rape. And that despite the fact that many of this age group had already gone to war or were pro­ ductively employed. For girls the figures are even more start­ ling: 39 per cent more for drunkenness, 64 per cent more for prostitution, 69 per cent more for disorderly conduct, 124 per cent more for vagrancy. And these were only the ones who were arrested—the advanced cases.”

Should not this report arouse you to do some serious think­ ing about this problem? And remember, America, these figures show only those cases in which arrests were made. They can probably be doubled or tripled for those offenses which are either not reported or are clandestine.

Various civic committees and other groups have tried to establish and analyze the causes of this spurt in juvenile crime.

Among others, we find the analysis of the state corrections commission of Michigan of interest. It has compiled a lengthy report outlining thirteen causes of this youth problem. The consensus in this report and others can be summarized in the phrase “war fever.”

To blame the fact that youth is running wild entirely on the war is not in my opinion wholly justifiable. True it is that the war has brought to some a feeling of “It makes no difference now; let’s get the most out of life while we can” and a conse­ quent relaxation of some of the peacetime curbs on license.

But the root of the evil lies much deeper. Blaming it on the war is like blaming the thermometer for the fever it records.

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费RED and spreading though few outward signs of its activity were evident. It was like an incipient boil in which the infection quietly grows subdermally until it reaches such proportions that there are exterior symptoms of the growth. Then when pressure is applied, as the present war conditions have done, the boil, which is now conspicuously tumid, bursts. It is incorrect, however, to attribute the boil to the pressure. The pressure has merely freed the inner infectious matter and brought it into the open.

There is but one basic cause for this juvenile crime wave.

That is gross negligence on the part of the parents of this generation. They are all guilty, some to a lesser extent than others. They have been swept along by the deadly current of the Zeitgeist so that even the valiant efforts of some few who noted the tendency of the times were ineffectual. Though pro­ fessing to reject the new doctrines, unconsciously they acted in accord with them. Ignoring the Biblical doctrine of original sin, they experimented with the brain-wave of a group of crack­ pot theorists, styled psychologists, who in recent times evolved the “modern” psychologial proposition of natural development.

Man was progressing not only in the scientific but also in the ethical field! A child isolated on some deserted island would develop into the perfect man, they argued. Environment, not his innate sinful nature was the'root of ‘‘human weaknesses.”

Even those parents who were devout Christians were unwittingly influenced by the methods of child-training of their neighbors who adopted a policy of sitting by and watching their children grow instead of guiding them. Now they are reaping the bitter, sordid fruit of their folly.

Instead of benefiting by the experience of his elders, the child had to grope for his own solution to the new problems which met him every day. And usually his choice was the wrong one, for it was motivated by self. He chose the easy course of satisfying his Old Adam rather than striving to act in a God-pleasing manner. When a youth meets a strange situa­ tion or experience about which he has not been warned by his parents, and especially if he comes out the loser, he feels that he has been neglected and left in the lurch, and that his parents have been sitting down on the job. Resentment, lack of confi­ dence, and estrangement sets in. Perhaps in some cases it 135

RED was not neglect but rather hesitation which deterred parents from bringing up delicate subjects. Continued procrastination finally resulted in no discussion, warning, or advice whatsoever.

Parents also failed in their God-given duty to bring their children up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. “Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old he will not depart from it.’’ They failed to care for all the three needs of their children: physical, mental, and spiritual. They felt that by providing the crass material necessities for maintaining the life of the tender plants entrusted to their care they had done enough. Only the preaching of the Word of Truth can regenerate man’s heart and make him shun the ways of the world. How many parents led their family in daily devotions and earnest study of the Bible? This most profitable assembly, which also serves to cement the close bond of the family circle, was forgotten. Divorce will not easily invade a home in which the family has united daily in joint praise to its Creator, Pre­ server, and Savior. But this was, like all religion, old-fashioned.

Unfortunately, in this day of accelerated life man has dispensed with the care of his soul as unnecessary and a waste of precious time. Our people no longer have the deep religious convictions which characterized our forefathers and motivated their entire lives. We are reminded of Luther’s warning, “Gottes Wortund Gnade ist ein fahrender Platzregen, der nicht wiederkommt, wo er einmal gewesen ist.” How many parents saw to it that their children received a Christ-centered educa­ tion? How many parents taught their children the Ten Com­ mandments, not as law, against which man’s nature rebels, but as a guide to the kind of life God expects as the fruit of our faith— a guide so wonderful that it covers the complete scope of all ethics and morality, man s every thought, word, and deed* in ten short sentences, which can again be summarized in the word ‘‘love’’，toward God and toward one’s neighbor? If they did teach them to their children, was it more than a process of mere recitation? Did they point out the pitfalls to be avoided?

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Both mental and physical discipline was thrown overboard.

The aphorism, “Spare the rod and spoil the child,” was con­ sidered barbaric. Now they have barbarians. Some are be­ ginning to see the light. In the May 1943 issue of the Atlantic Monthly two articles appeared demanding a repeal of laws prohibiting the use of corporal punishment in reform schools and by school teachers, especially in slums, the fertile breeding place of juvenile crime. A return of stricter disciplinary meas­ ures in the home would bring parents some of the respect they deserve but have lost. Severe discipline must, of course, be tempered by understanding and love.

With the passing of woman’s suffrage an era was ushered in in which woman has sold out her family. Having gained political equality with man, she also moved into his job. This trend has been accelerated by the war. Children are left alone at home to shift for themselves while the mother is in the factory or with her friends. She no longer spends the greater share of her time in what should be her sphere of activity, a home of which she can be proud — not merely a house, but a home, to which her husband can return after his day’s work is done to spend a quiet evening in the circle of his family.

Christian parents will keep a watchful eye on their children not only till they are old enough to enter school, but also through the tender age of the early teens when children do so especially need their parents’ guidance. No one can take their place, no matter how trustworthy and concerned for the child’s welfare they may be.

As Mr. Hoover has said, “The war greatly aggravates the situation----- the unsettled homes, the confusion and restless­ ness, the ‘last fling’ philosophy•” Had youth been given a firm foundation centered on the only solid rock, God’s Word, it might have been able to withstand the shock of the present up­ heaval. But built, as it has been, on sinking sand through parent­ al neglect, it has nothing sure which it can grasp. The stark, twisted wreckage of crumbling youthful lives is the result.

Parents, take stock of the situation and move swiftly to correct them before the flames of this contagion get beyond all possi­ bility of control. Ammca, wake up!

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獅XLtt# Ft. Leonard Wood, Mo. September 9, 1943 Dearest Friends, Another school year has begun at Northwestern, and I im­ agine this letter will find most of the Sexta, Quinta, Quarta, and Tertia pupils of last year You who are still attending have very much to be thankful for that in all the turmoil of the world you are still given the privilege to study the Blessed Word.

Most of you will know me except the new students, and may I wish them Godspeed in their studies.

May the dear Lord bless every one of you and may you learn more and more as you go through this year.

When you pray would you think of me and say a little prayer for me?

Thanks, pals, and may we some day meet again.

Ever in Christ I remain your old classmate and pal, Pvt. Gale Vertz Co. C, 290th Inftry.

Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri This letter addressed to the Students of Northwestern College was received from a boy who was with us as a new student but a short time last fall before being called into the army.

We pray that he may soon resume his studies in preparation for his chosen work in the Lord’s ministry. —Ed.

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Delton Tills, MO, is teaching in the congregation of Pastor Waldemar Sauer, ^l, in West Bend, Wis. Rev. Walter Scheitel，’39，of Belview, Minn, was married this summer.

Elton Hallauer，ex. ’46, is attending Concordia, Milwaukee.

Edgar Priesz, ex. ’44，is attending the Seminary at St. Louis, Missouri.

Walter Wegner, ’39，married Miss Margaret Boettcher of Milwaukee on June 26.

Isabelle Fischer, ex. ’42, on June 13 married Wilbert Mueller, one of our Lutheran school teachers in Bylas, Ariz.

Joel Nitz, Wilfred Wietzke, Osborn Jones, Glenn Boyer, John Sauer, and Edward Borchardt who were students here last year entered the armed forces of the United States during the summer months. The address of Glenn Boyer is: Glenn H. Boyer Jr. A.. S., U. S. N. T. S. Co. 1218 Great Lakes, Illinois.

The engagement of Willard Kehrberg, ’40，to Miss Mildred Ruthig of Saginaw, Mich., was announced this summer.

Ray Wiechmann has accepted a call to Lawler, Iowa, to serve as teacher in that congregation.

Harold Sauer, ’40, was married on August 21 to Miss Joyce Schmidt.

Traugott Bradtke, Reinhart Pope, and Robert Krause, all of the class of 1940, are teaching at the Lutheran High School in Milwaukee.

John Brenner, ’40，is teaching at Calvary in Thiensville, Wis. Delmar Brick, M0, was on hand on opening day to take over his new duties as tutor at Northwestern. We wish him God’s blessings in his efforts and hope he will enjoy his work in our midst.

Albrecht Habben, ’40，has accepted a call as assistant pastor to Rev. Arthur Tacke，’12，in Milwaukee. During the summer he married Miss Elva Blank.

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John Kohl, ’40, was married this summer to Miss Dorothy Eggers.

Dietrich Kuehl, ’40, has accepted a call as teacher to St. John’s congregation in Wauwatosa, Wis. Pastor Paul Monhardt, 1910，celebrated his twenty-fifth year of work in St. Matthew’s church, Willington Township, Wis. The Rev. Aug. Sauer of Renville, Minn, retired from service in St. John’s because of illness.

Frederick Naumann, ’40, has accepted a call to Alma and Nelson, Wis. He will be installed on Oct. 10. On Aug. 22 he was married to Miss Dorothy Henning, ex. ’45.

Ralph Schaller, ’40, and Miss Ruth Peterson of Flint, Michi­ gan have announced their engagement.

Ensign Carl Nolting, M3, graduated with honors, tops in fact, from a class in instrument flying at Atlanta, Ga. He is now serving as an instructor. Address: C. Nolting, B. O. Q, Whiting Field, Milton, Fla. Jack De Ruiter, ’40，and Ralph Schaller M0, spent the summer canvassing for the Synod in Detroit.

Rev. T. Redlin, ’23，formerly of Kingston, Wis. received and accepted a call to Wautoma, Wis. Ed. Frey,，39, will continue canvassing in Ann Arbor, one of the Synod’s new mission fields.

Rev. Harold Zink, ’27, former pastor at Freeland, Michigan, was called to Coloma, Michigan. He accepted the call.

Rev. Conrad Frey, ’35，is now pastor of Our Savior’s Lutheran Church in Detroit. He was called from Kawkawlin,.

Michigan to his present charge.

Waldemar Bernthal，ex. ’46，was transferred during the summer months to California. The latest we have heard is that he is studying or is about to study engineering. His new address is: Pvt. W. Bernthal Replacement Depot 2 Co. 1 9nth Bn. 3d Regiment Fort Ord, California

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There was them that hankered to scour For the payingest jobs they could see; and There was them that, in guise of a Sauer, Wrassled with what thorns and thistles there be; but For me—Ah, just gimme those 57c/hr.

On the dear CMStP&P. —Original Preface

Before passing judgment on that which may follow, let him that supposes he could do a jot or tittle better during those hot, barren summer months or the first hectic week back at school, kindly step into Room 43 and receive, gratis et cum animo doloref the editorship of this column. Scripsi.

As must happen in the course of days, Sept. 20 rolled around. The fine address dominating the opening exercises in the gym was heard by a good sized student body. Varying statistics claim that the new Sexta class has 42 souls, the new Frosh class 30, and the Sophs have dwindled to 12. The Junior roster was swelled by the advent of four more scholars. Well informed sources predict a highly prosperous year in all fields of endeavor.

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RED possession of the old faculty room, but completely renovated.

After peeling off some excess bills we went our several ways.

In accord with the innovation, the faculty room shifted to the right (sportily speaking), so that on the first floor of the recitation building, south end, we find the library and the faculty room now with the Bursar’s office betwixt.

What with the blue skies above and the wealth of brilliantfoliaged trees that grace our premises, we have a campus that can truly rival the hiibschest. Juniors and Seniors, of course, attribute this happy condition to the two preceding arbor days.

We defy to put into words that bottomless feeling pervading one’s stomach at the first session of A-division Greek, as 50 lines of Homer are nonchalantly hacked off.

Authoritative information has wafted down from the north end to us at the south end of the hall, erftec @tod, that, in view of their late spring debacle, the Messrs. Herbie and Gus are collaborating on an intriguing tome entitled, “Alaska, Land of Promise.’’

Our Michigan representatives inform us that the Saginaw Sem has the second largest enrollment in its history, and that the percentage of Wis. Synod students is exceptionally high.

Surely an encouraging state of affairs.

The boys well-nigh throw a fit, now, when Charlie Keturakat pauses and cuts loose with his perennial, “Well, Zex, how do you like it up here now?” Come March and they’ll probably just as lief throw a shoe.

It wasn’t easy to find a tutor to fill the boots of the popular Otto ‘‘I-think-this-room-ought-to-be-swept’’Pagels; but we’ve got one in the person of our new tutor, Del Brick. He’s a small, bespectacled gent, well-mannered, nobody’s fool, and super-polite. Why, rumor has it, that when he was deemed capable of making his first rounds, solo, and barged into the hazy atmosphere of Bernthal’s room, he merely suggested, quietly, “Smoking in the outer lobby only, please.”

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RED “Come, loathed melancholy” moan we Juniors when, after our first classes, we find ourselves (after all these years) —coedless. And then we lift our stricken eyes to the Frosh class— and again ‘.make sweet moan”.

Prof. Blume of our own N. W. C. was the guest speaker at the Mission Festival services held at Tomah, Wis. on Sunday, Sept. 26. ,. ...

N. B. A thousand plagues take that gas and tire rationing!

One of our pint-sized Sexties recently strode up to Big Fritz Nitz, looked him over and said, “Where d’ya get that snozzy sweater with the big “N” on it? Guess I’ll hafta buy one, too.

Our rustic friend from the back-woods of South Dakota, Ame Mischke, supplies us with this interesting stock quotation: Poland Chinas run about $14.50, now, on the hoof. Incidentally, because of the lack of the usual, football filler material, that young man will have to draw upon his fertile imagination a bit this fall.

There’s an outlandish little ditty with a catchy melody that has skyrocketed into the limelight here at school. As far as we can dope out, it must be a sort of cross between the styles of the Mountain Boys, Gene Autry, and the Martins and the Coys. The only line that everyone seems agreed on goes something like, “Lay that pistol down” 一 but we won’t stay in the dark very long, because Charlie (just can’t keep him out of jiere) bought the lyrics, and I’ve noticed that before stepping into chapel mornings, he’s cast more than one covetous glance at the mimeograph machine.

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AT H LETIC S FOR AULD LAN6E SYNE 1 year ago—Because of transportation difficulties the football schedule was reduced to five games. The first practice was held on September 22. “Boogey” Becker volunteered to condition the boys by letting them chase him around the football field.

5 years ago—Thirteen lettermen reported for the first practice.

The line averaged 185 pounds per man with the backs tipping the scales at 170 each. Seven games were on the card. Homecoming game was set for November 4th against Mission House.

10 years ago—Thirty candidates answered Coach Kleinke’s first call. Prospects were for a fairly good season.

20 years ago—Coach Parisius was grooming _ _ the boys for the opener against Whitewater Normal on September 29th. The squad was relying on speed and snap, as the average weight of the team was only 150 pounds per man.

25 years ago—Football was a very doubtful issue. Practice had been begun as usual with only three veterans on hand, but the War Department was taking measures to ban football in colleges where a unit of the student’s army training corps had been organized.

30 years ago—Northwestern had been granted a coach. The loss of Captain Wietzke through graduation would be keenly felt.

40 years ago—No column.

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September has ever been a lean month for this department, but this year it is just a bit leaner. I was telling Reim the other day that a sports column is out of place in a September issue, whereupon Rollin told me that a column of mine is out of place in any issue. So, with the columnist of 1918, I’m greatly worried that my job will soon be classed as a non-essential industry_________ Football is no more. For the first time in many, many years the Black and Red will not put a team on the field. The reasons, of course, are obvious. The only gridiron activity on the campus this fall will be that of the Preps. Mr. Umnus and last year’s varsity will coach the team, while H. Bauer and one other very able man will handle the managerial duties, ............ ...... The collegiates will content themselves with touch football. Captains will be elected and after a week’s practice the regular schedule will begin. We fiope to have at least four teams_________ By the way, the position of intramural manager is still open to any collegiate.

Since the price of “N’s” has gone up several cents, this job The now pays higher wages than ever before school as a whole and the Athletic Board have lost another good man to the armed forces in the person of Wietzke. Ed. Greve That’s all for this looks like the likely successor__________ 1___ time. There really isn’t any more.

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LITERARY— For The Reformation Festival A Children's Song_________

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Watertown, Wis., October 1943.

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Entered at (he Posloffice at Watertown, Wis., as second class matter under Act of March 3. 1870* Published monthly. Subscription, One Dollar.

FOR THE REFORMATION FESTIVAL ACHILDREN'S SON6 Philemon Hensel

ONE God the Lord said this to the serpent: “And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel.” Such a mighty song has not been uttered by any musician since that early time in the last days of the Garden of Eden. It was the foretelling of the Messiah’s coming which was to undo the Devil.

And John the Baptist said: "Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world.” Just as He had promised, God the Father did send His Son down to earth, who is the Christ. What John said was the Truth, and it was the overflowing of his unspoiled faith. That overflowing was the greatest poetry that has yet been born among men. For the 146

RED truly great expressions, no matter what their form, are the expressions of Truth, and the only poetry acceptable to God is that which flows from a heart full of faith. The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart God will not despise. A.nd faith is at home only in that kind of heart.

Who are they among all the people in the world who have such a gift of song and verse as we have? When the dawn of the Reformation appeared on the horizon of the Church, God caused another lark to sing. Out of the undaunted faith of a child that Luther carried in him poured a myriad of fresh melodies and poems. They are prophetic expressions of the alltime truth of God’s astounding mercy. In the realm of art, nothing higher can rightly be conceived.

The Word of God is Truth; and the Word was in the be­ ginning, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. That is what Luther sang, and on that account his hymns take their place in literature as the tongues of God’s Word. They have a position unendingly far removed above any secular works; they have the key to happiness, but secular works can never find it, grope for it though they do. How now do such sayings come from our mouths which claim that the Reforma­ tion songs have become outdated and have lost their saltsavor?

TWO “Song and notes are costly,” says Luther, “and it would be too bad if they were to perish; but if the substance of the words be unchristian and foolish, they ought to perish.”

Moreover, Luther has this to say with regard to our sing­ ing: *'It ought to be hidden from no Christian, I maintain, that it is good and pleasing to God for us to sing spiritual songs. This is the reason, that everyone has the example of the prophets and of the kings in the Old Testament (who praised God with singing and with ringing, with making poetry and with playing on all manner of stringed instruments), as well as the custom of psalm-singing, which has been known to Christianity in general from the beginning. Saint Paul too in­ troduces such practices in I Corinthians 1:14 and 15, and he enjoins the Colossians to sing spiritual songs and psalms from the heart unto the Lord, in order that thereby God’s Word and 147

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"And so, together with several others, I too have brought together some spiritual songs, in order to send off to a good start and to arouse to a good purpose those who are better able to do that work. This has been done to cultivate and to bring into use the holy Gospel, which has now again sprung up by the grace of God, that we might be proud as is Moses in his song in Exodus 15, because Christ is our praise and song; and we ought to know of nothing to say or to sing except Jesus Christ, our Savior, as Paul says in I Corinthians 2:2. “ And furthermore these songs have been arranged in four voices, for no other reason than that I should like it if the young people were to have something with which to rid them­ selves of the street-tunes and of songs of the flesh, and if they were to learn something wholesome instead, so that the Good might be absorbed with delight, as becomes young people.

Any how, as a matter of course they must be trained in music and in other goodly arts. And I am not of the opinion that all the arts are to be thrown to earth because of the Gospel, the way some prominent clergymen would have it. Rather should I like to see all the arts, music in particular, in the service of Him who created and gave them. Therefore I ask every devout Christian to let it please him, and to render his assistance when God bestows more or as much on him. Besides, the whole world unfortunately is much too lax and apt to forget to direct and to teach the poor young people, so that from the very beginning one does not have to make a special issue of this.

May God grant us His Grace! Amen.”

THREE A composition in one language almost always suffers unfortunate changes and mutilation when it is translated into an­ other language. Prose is the least difficult to translate correctly.

Verse not written to be sung is more difficult to recompose in a different tongue. But the most difficult to reproduce exactly and beautifully is verse written to be sung. Men who are poets do not often come to the foreground translating hymns, as would be very desireable. There are many who undertake a translation without being aware of the requirements of the job.

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RED The conscientious translator finds himself caught in a net of rules when he sets about his work. He realizes that he is not the poet, but only an interpreter. What he is about to bring forth will very likely not be a work of art; it will probably be a work of handicraft. Whereas the poet produces art from the fullness of his heart, the handicraftsman creates handiwork from the fullness of his brain and from the technical ability of his hands. The poet is bound by no rules. The handicrafts­ man can do very little without them.

Handicraftsman that he nearly always is, the hymn trans­ lator might consider these fundamental factors.

He ought to know his subject as well as his foot knows an old shoe when it has worn the shoe into comfortable submission to the pedal peculiarities. His translation must convey the thought which the poet had in mind. It ought to be as literally redone as is possible without sacrificing poetic quality.

It should be singable; that is, the words of it must be euphonious and easy to pronounce. Hard consonants such as tch, cks, and ckn, and sounds like ow and eye, are neither easy to sing, nor do they sound well when they are sung. Deep vowel sounds lend themselves best to the singing voice, and the finest of them all are 0 and oo. If the translator actually is gifted with poetic speech and has complete mastery over both languages with which he is working, all these things will be unwittingly taken into consideration.

Hymns are the poetry nearest the heart of the faithful Christians, and for that reason the words used in hymn-transla­ tions should be simple and descriptive. There are more than enough long, unfamiliar terms with which a translation may be decorated, and they might even explain the original exactly.

On the other hand, it is often a problem to find a word or an idiom known to most of the common folk. Of the two, the second is surely preferable.

Once he has translated a hymn, the translator is tempted to change this line and that, to fling his words about in order to effect a neater rhyme, or to begin inserting whole lines that do not appear in the original text. This last is a foul practice.

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FOUR In the year 1541 a special service was introduced in Witten­ berg. It was a prayer service wherein God was implored to turn aside the threatening danger of the Turks. Luther wrote a liturgy for it, and had the choirboys do most of the singing.

One of the songs the children sang on that occasion was Luther’s Erhalt uns, Herr, which he entitled: “A Children’s Song, to be sung against the pope and the Turks, who are the two archenemies of Christ and of His holy Church.”

The first three stanzas were written by Luther. A con­ temporary of Luther’s, Justus Jonas, added two more stanzas.

In the later singing of this chorale, the Da Pacem Domine was sung as the final strophe: ^er(eil) und gtieben gncibigtidj, ©err ©ott, gu unfern 3eiten. ift ja fein an brer nidjt, 5)ec fiir ung fonnte ftreiten, S)emi bu, unfer ©ott adeine. ©ott, gieb ^cieb in beinern Sonbe, ©(iicf unb $ei( su aQem ©tanbe.

In the Erhalt uns, if there is one thing about it that is apparent, it is the strong prayer element. Seven of the twelve lines of the first three stanzas begin with the imperative form of the verb. This lends a massive strength to the songprayer. To overlook that quality in translation would be to lose a large amount of its vigor.

Justas Jonas refers to the evil forces with the pronoun ‘they’一'those over there’. No doubt is left regarding the posi­ tions of the Turks and papists and of the true Christians. A wall separates the camps. Throughout the hymn such verbs are employed which suggest a rigorous struggle.

The long quotation of Luther in Part Two is to be found in the original on page 5 in Volume 8 of "Luther's Werke”，Berlin and Chicago, 1905.

Some rare reading and study material on the Lutheran congregational bymn is printed in the 1912 and 1913 volumes of the “Quartalschrift”.

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Make known thy fearful might abroad, Thou Lord of Lords who art our God; Protect thy sorry Christendom That it may praise thee on and on.

God, Holy Ghost, Great Comforter, Eternal peace on us confer; Stand by us in the last dread strait, Lead us to life from Death’s dark gate.

Reduce their lunges, Lord, to naught; Let them in their own web be caught, Cast them into the dungeon deep, Wherein they would thy Christians keep.

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RED HE PREACHED AN ETERNAL GOSPEL W. Schaller, Jr.

The regular pericope for Reformation Day is Revelation chapter 14, verses 6 and 7: And I saw another angel fly in the midst of heaven, having the everlasting gospel to preach unto them that dwell on the earth, and to every nation, and kindred, and tongue, and people, saying with a loud voice, Fear God, and give Glory to him; for the hour of his judgment is come: and worship him that made heaven, and earth, and the sea, and the fountains of waters.

This text refers to the preaching of the Gospel in the New Testament church. It is certainly appropriate for our Refor­ mation Celebration, as Dr. Martin Luther was indeed a holder and a preacher of that eternal Gospel. Our Reformation fathers do not deserve the criticism, that by using this text in connec­ tion with the anniversary of the work of Luther, they were giving too great honor to the man. For the very words of St. John here point out that the man is not the object of our honor, but only that which he believed and taught.

“Echonta euaggelion aionion euaggelisai, ” having an eternal good-message, in order to proclaim the good-message; it is only because Luther had and preached this eternal (not a new one but the same everlasting Gospel that was preached in Paradise, and that the apostles preached) Gospel, that we Christians today remember and revere him.

What else was the Reformation? After centuries of near darkness, God in His good time, led Luther to a firm belief in, and a full understanding of, this eternal good-news. Then nothing could stop him. It is an intrinsic quality of the Gospel, that those who own it, cannot keep it to themselves. They cannot help themselves: they preach. So also Luther. ‘ ‘Fear God, and give glory to him. ” That was his message.

And that is the complete ‘Reformation. ’ All that followed is but the natural result: How others were caught in the same net and also had to preach it; how the pope and his throng resisted it, forcing the organization of a new and separate visible church; how the papal accusations and the internal difficulties among the followers of Luther brought about the formation of our Confessional Writings; how nations and rulers tried to deter153

RED mine which way to go. These and many other related incidents and activities fill pages of Reformation History. But, as stated above, they are all a result of that one big thing: the Gospel was once more preached to every nation, tribe, language, and people in its full beauty and grandeur.

That was the work of Dr. Luther. That was all he wished to do. Therefore it is, that on October 31 we yearly assemble and give thanks to God. For on that day occurred the first manifestation of the fact that the gracious Lord was again issu­ ing forth His eternal Gospel in a rich and full stream. And we also pray that He give us this same everlasting Gospel in full measure, that He teach us to cherish it, and that He give us strength to proclaim it loud and long in all lands.

SILENT REFLECTIONS Fred. Kempfert

It was eleven o’clock at night and another day of hard work in a broiling August sun had been finished. A wide-awake feeling coming after hours of strain made sleeping altogether impossible. So, following a sudden impulse, I got up and began to smoke in the hope that it would soothe my surging veins.

Sitting down in front of the window I was led to think of peace and beauty by what I saw. Unfolding itself before me was the slumbering countryside brightly illuminated by the ever peaceful, smoothly wandering moon. This sight brought to my mind the song “Guter Mond, du gehst so stille, in den Abendwolken hin,” which in soft words, and music of calm, moderate tempo so exactly describes a summer night with a few scattered clouds. On the earth itself an unthreshed field of wheat filled with hundreds of shocks to the west, a wooded slope over­ looking a small stream several miles to the north, and every­ where frogs and crickets chirping in a constant, never ending chorus of shrill melodies, attracted my attention. While I was thus engaged in silent admiration, Wordsworth’s “Tintern Abbey’’ was called back to my mind, and I wondered what he would have said. Then, one after another, the simple, majestic tones of Brahm’s First Symphony, the calm confidence expressed in Finlandia, the rippling strains of the Strauss waltzes, and many 154

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All these actual scenes and mental images, however, in the end resolved themselves into this question, “Who is responsible for permitting human beings to view nature in its purest dress, and why was such a masterpiece created for man?” We all know that it is the Almighty God who is responsible for this perfect creation, and that He did it to show His might, and principally because He loved us. Can any one do more than say, when so observing His creation, “Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of Creation”？ NOVEMBER Kurt Eggert

When I see all of Autumn’s proud array Surrender to November’s marching winds; And watch the last of lonely sentinels Fall lifeless to the frozen earth, I wonder, will there come another spring?

Will Summer flaunt again her wonted green?

—Perhaps He will not send another Fall To be enshrouded in November’s sober pall.

DO YOU WANT TO PLAY A BRASS INSTRUMENT? Robert Dommer

In the last thirty years bands and orchestras have gained much popularity, especially in high schools and colleges.

Boys and girls all over the country are learning to perform on one instrument or another. Perhaps you too would like to play an instrument. In this article I shall state some of the facts and techniques that every brass instrumentalist ought to know.

There are many brass or lip percussion instruments from which one may choose. Those with the highest tones and the smallest mouthpieces are the cornet and the alto, with a range from the G below middle C to the C two octaves above it. Then we have the baritone and trombone with a range an octave and a half lower than the cornet, and lastly the tuba with the lowest range among the brass horns. Now in choosing an in155

RED strument one must consider two facts, namely, which one do I like best, and which one is best suited to me. It generally isn’t hard to decide which one you like the best, but often players and beginners forget the latter. All lip percussion horns have a mouthpiece, that is, a short, cup-shaped piece of metal into which the performer blows. When the air is blown directly into the mouthpiece and at the same time the lips are vibrated, a tone is produced. Should the air instead of being blown directly into the mouthpiece be slanted upward, the emission of higher tones will result and vice versa. The slant of the air is determined by the position of the mouthpiece on the teeth. If an individual has a recessive lower jaw, the air will be directed downward and the tone will be lower. Con­ sequently one will not be able to play high notes and thus achieve the full range of his horn. This condition is especially noticeable on instruments with a small mouthpiece. On the baritone, and especially the tuba, it does not make much dif­ ference. Therefore, before you select an instrument, note your teeth and jaw.

Musical sound is produced from all brass instruments in the same manner, so that, generally, the techniques and principles are the same also. It is important for the beginner to have the proper placement of the mouthpiece against bis lips. For the cornet it ought to be placed one-third on the upper lip and twothirds on the lower lip. The horn player has two-thirds on the upper lip and one-third on the lower, precisely the opposite of the cornet. For the lower brasses it is better to have half on the upper and half on the lower. However, no set rule can be given because everything depends on the regularity of the teeth and the formation of the mouth. Once a good position has been decided upon, it should never be moved for high or low notes. In order to produce the higher notes, one must exert more pressure against the lips and tighten the embouchure. Of course the lips should never protrude, but, on the contrary, the corners of the mouth should be turned in for the production of a free, full tone.

Much can be said in regard to the articulation of the tongue; however, it is necessary for the beginner to know only the simple attack. It should be noted that the tongue does not force the air into the instrument through a striking motion. On the contrary, the tongue pulls backward, releasing an explosion of air into the mouthpiece. To attain a clear, sharp attack it is best to pronounce the syllable ‘‘tu’’ into the instrument.

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Proper breathing, good posture, the right position of the mouthpiece, and correct articulation comprise the essentials that the beginner ought to know. With these requisites well in mind, you will know how to actually blow your instrument.

The principal difference that lies between you and an accomp­ lished player is practice. If you are persistent and genuinely interested, you will soon become a good instrumentalist.

This year a beginners* band has been organized to stimulate the interest of beginners in music and to give those who are interested a chance to begin. Any one who would like to blow an instrument, whether he knows anything about playing or not, may become a member of this band. Should you too want to play, contact Bill Zell. He will gladly help you to choose an instrument and will give you a start in music.

SO LONG JOHN Tuch Albrecht

Here lieth the body of Mr. John Brown, Who was driving a truck from New York to Blufftown.

He’d insist on the rights that were really his own; He’d never give in, when he could pick a bone.

A fool came along, blocking the road.

John would not stop with his big ten-ton load.

The fool would not move, so he sang his swan song.

And John’s just as dead as if he’d been wrong.

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RED FANTASIES Herbert Kuske

In the life of every student comes a time when some inconvenience causes him to muse about what they should do to improve this school. I was such a student. The form my fantasies took was as follows: Our building is absolutely white, built in a simple functional style. Everything but the library has been combined into one compact four-story building. In the center of the building is an auditorium and a gymnasium. The two may be combined if necessary. On the north side of this auditorium is the boys’ dormitory; on the east side are refectory and hospital quarters; on the south side is a new girls’ dormitory; and on the west side are the classrooms. On the fourth floor of the refectory are the soundproofed piano and organ rooms. The library has been removed to a separate building. In the library are special rooms for group studying.

The entire outside of the building is made of a plastic so designed that one can see out but not in. The whole building has a thermostatic system which maintains a constant tempera­ ture in the building all year round. The lighting system has never before been attempted on a grand scale. In the ceiling and walls of each room thousands of plastic rods terminate.

These bring the light from the central lighting room. They provide each room with uniform shadowless lighting. In each room is also an automatic lightmeter that operates in a manner similar to the thermostat.

Now let us visit an individual classroom. This one happens to be the Greek room. The single seats have luxurious cushions.

Put your book on the holder, ‘‘What are all these keys?” you ask. This is a built-in, silent, Greek-English typewriter. You put your notebook in the slot Now you can see it through that transparent section on the desk. Now press this button until you are on the right page. You are now ready to take notes.

Every classroom has this type of desk. The typewriters—they have a new arrangement of keys permitting half again as much speed as the old system—are suited to the language used in each particular classroom. Each room also has a motion picture pro­ jector. It can be controlled from the professor’s desk. This takes the place of the old-fashioned blackboard. The screen is 158

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Let us visit one of the students in his room. The door opens as we approach. If the student did not wish to be disturbed, he could press a button, and then instead of the door opening a gong would ring softly. The student could examine us through the door—it is transparent from the inside only— and let us in at his discretion.

Two students share a room. Each has a desk much like that in the classrooms. Built into it is a complicated typewriter which will type in eight languages merely at the twist of a knob. Also built into each desk are a cigaret lighter, a power­ ful fifteen tube shortwave radio set, and an electric clock. The beds are folded up into the wall during the day time. Each room also has complete shower facilities and ample closet room.

Every known convenience has been provided.

At this point in my revery the bell rudely recalled me to the present—that bell will have to be changed too. I thought what a wonderful school this would be. But if such a thing should ever be, I am more than sure that the students of that day could find a thousand and one things that still needed to be improved.

SOLUN ASTRA Ph. H.

Thou glorious husband of the Moon.

Dost thou despise thy global mate, That every day thou floatest on Alone unto the western gate?

And thou, 0 silent silver sphere, Who art the widowed queen of night!

What ails thee, lady, is it fear Of him that pales thee with his light?

Half-orphaned children, little sparks, While you are in your mother’s care, Your father over China larks.

Yet happily you seem to fare.

They all are servants of the earth, And have their given task to do, To be the world’s great lighting girth.

Our God made them right long ago.

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By H. F. Hoelter，Don Ortner, translator

The translator of these excerpts from the preface to Hoelter’s edition of the Choralbuch, St. Louis, Mo” C. P. H, 1902, has found it necessary, in his desire to make a readable article, to translate rather freely, to omit outdated references to a need for certain books, now printed, and to choose chiefly such things that are rather applicable today also: We saw that Layriz 1 had done right in his second edition in changing, in part at least, the melodies and rhythms of his previous edition,—yes in changing them back to the (manuscript) original. But that was not the case in the third edition, which had been altered,—and the second edition was out of print. We could procrastinate no longer, so strong was the need we felt for a return to the original unadulterated reading of the chorales. Since thus far the edition of Layriz 2 had been pre­ ferred in our circles, 3 I decided merely to copy this, changing Where we feared that certain only a few obvious (?) errors incorrect readings had already become too prevalent, we would Since give them as variants for the original, or vice versa the prime purpose of this chorale-book is for congregational singing, I have always kept the congregation’s ability in mind ___For this reason I have found it necessary to transpose some melodies____ Often Layriz uses the soft, unchurchly seventh chord in powerful, joyous chorales!4 I have changed this. In the use of I have filled in the the third have I differed from Layriz thirds to make complete chords at the beginning of the chorales; and in those modes which have a minor flavor, I have “In the old ended the chorale with the minor third Dorian, Phrygian, and Aeolian (natural minor) modes, the major third could not, by the very nature of these scales, be used. .•ev. Dr. Friedrich, 1808-59. studied theology at Erlangen, was pastor -1% Layriz. R Hirs __ schlach. Pubblished “Kern des deutschen Kirchengesanges,’，m which he_ restoredd the manuscript readings, and also “Liturgie eines vollstaendigen Hauptgottesdienstes rnach lutheri8cnem TVpus.’’

2. The third edition was considered falsified, both here and also in Germany, 3. He is speaking primarily of the Missouri Synod, but also of the entire Synodical Conference as it shows later.

4. Theorists today agree more readily with Layriz than with our author here. 8ince they feel that all Music is based on the tension from chord to chord m the series VII III VI IV n V I，which tension is increased, rather than lessened, by the use of the seventh in various chords.

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6. Robert Fuchs, the com poser, (b. 1847.) Atthetim e this was written, he was professor of Composition at the Vienna1Conservatoire.

••⑽ Father, Thou in Heaven Above," the 8. Hoelter attributes this quotation to the Euterpe.

9. Jacob und Richter “Reformatorischea Choralbuch," preface.

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But, if a congregation can not finally be brought to that end, and if it will insist on singing with pauses, where they should not, then the organist should see to it that the first tone of the following line begins on the proper beat. 10 May this book do its little part in that for which it was meant; may it, with the help of the Holy Spirit serve Christ Jesus and His church, to the glory of God the Father.

10. Which would mean holding the last note of the line its own beat plus another complete measure.

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HEN Friar Luther stepped up to the door of the Castle Church in Wittenberg on that eventful October day in 1517, he little realized what an upheaval he was inaugurating in the life and thought of his age. It was not his intention to dethrone the pope; yet that is what God’s guiding hand in time led him to do.

The spiritual darkness which enveloped the Middle Ages could not be dispelled by a mere revival of classical culture.

After God had prepared the soil for the Reformation by the purely human awakening in the Renaissance, He in His mercy permitted Luther to discover and uproot the source of the evil which had deluded mankind for so many centuries — false doctrine. Humanism was a mere twilight compared with the glorious dawn of the Reformation. It had freed the individual in all respects except his conscience. When Luther liberated 163

RED man’s conscience by uncovering and proclaiming the true heart of God’s Evangel to man—salvation through faith by grace, a new era, that of modern time, was ushered in. Only then was man truly free. He was given a new basis of life. The domi­ nation of papal tyranny which had so long obscured the message for which the world was so eagerly yearning no longer held sway over him.

This year, 426 years after Luther’s first step toward a restoration of the spiritual freedom of the Christian which Paul had so vigorously preached, let us take care that We retain this Gospel in its truth and purity as we have received it, that we do not again fall into slavery to a pharisaic law. May this precious Gospel not be taken from us because we have been un­ faithful stewards. The forces that would have us compromise the pure Word of God are zealously striving today also, as they have and will through all time, to dislodge us from the rock on which alone our anchor can find a sure hold. But God has promised us the aid of His mighty hand. Let our prayer .there­ fore be, “Erhaltuns, Herr, bei deinem Wort.”

Wilbert Gawrisch "The Lord Hath Dealt Kindly With Us"............

N the fall of 1940, the selective service act was passed by Congress calling all able-bodied men to the colors. Among these men subject to military duty, there are groups whom Congress saw fit to release from this obligation. In these smaller groups were included ministers and theological students.

•Congress believed that ministers were important to the home front along with doctors, dentists, and scientists. This exemption was given to us; we did not ask for it. We accept this excemption, however, with thanksgiving. It means that we are allowed to carry on the work of the Lord unhindered by the war. God in His infinite mercy has granted us much; as in years gone by, his grace continues to pour out upon His church.

Hard in the wake of this exemption follows a serious obli­ gation. The Lord has granted us much, and from us he expects much. We cannot judge our position in a pre-war light. We have a much more serious condition now. What was perhaps a permissable action then has in the light of our present status 164

RED become a grave error, Frivolities which were abundantly present before the war have very little place in our schedule now. Since the eyes of the country jealously watch us, we must be ever on our guard against giving offense, ever mindful of our delicate position. As a result of this realization of our indebtment to God, we will apply ourselves more diligently than ever before to our course of study; we will set as our goal nothing short of perfection. At the same time we will awaken to the fact that upon us Christians,:as the salt of the earth, will lie the problem of the post-war world. With our society under­ going changes whose trends it is as yet impossible to ascertain our position as proclaimers of the Gospel lays upon us a heavy responsibility. Let us pray God that our stewardship is a faith­ ful one.

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Redeem The Time!............

I BELIEVE it was Benjamin Franklin who said, "Nothing is ■ certain in life except death and taxes.” To these he might also have added TIME—Time the valuable, Time the irrevocable, Time the inevitable. While you read the foregoing sentences, time was passing by, and even more time will have slipped into oblivion when you shall have finished reading- these lines.

Time is a factor with which each and every one of us, whether he be man or woman, white or black, Jew or Gentile, has to deal every instant of our mortal life.

Time, like those other bugaboos in the discipline of logic, space and eternity, is indefinable. Even the mighty Webster, devoting as he does two and a half whole columns to its explana­ tion in the dictionary, can at best define it as, ‘ ‘a period during which an action, process, etc., continues.” Does this tell you what is the essence of time? Not at all; at least, not any more than do the words, “that which is characterized by extension in ，all directions, boundlessness and indefinite divisibility” tell you what the essence of space is. We can measure time, yes. We have divided the day for convenience’ sake into twenty-four hours, the hours into sixty minutes each, and the minutes into as many seconds. We have clocks and watches to make the passing of time apparent to us; but even these would be 165

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I stated in the opening paragraph that time is inevitable.

Time does not stand still; on the contrary, time flies, as the old Latin proverb, “Tempus fugit’’，can well attest. Only one man to my knowledge has ever made time stand still, and his name was Joshua. No one before him or since has ever done so, however much he would like to.

Time is irrevocable. In His Sermon on the Mount our Lord Jesus Christ asked a question which seems to me to be particu­ larly appropriate in this connection. He asked, “Which of you, by taking thought, can add one cubit to his stature?” That question might well be paraphrased to read, “Which one of you, by taking thought, can put himself back in time five, ten, a dozen years?’’ The answer is almost as sad as it is obvious: no one. The most striking reference to this inevitableness of time I have ever run across is to be found in an old speller I once used in grade school, and reads somewhat as follows; ‘‘Lost: somewhere between sunrise and sunset two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever.’’

'Tempora mutantur, et nos mutamur in illis’’ reads the old Latin proverb; times change, and we change with them.

None of us, as the minutes fly by, is getting any younger; only God is ageless. Every second, every minute, every hour brings us astep closer to the fulfillment of oar Biblical allotment of three score years and ten. Our time then is as valuable and precious as every breath we draw; every minute counts, must count; if it does not, then, it should be made to do so.

What, I can hear you asking, is the sense of all these state­ ments and observations? Why rub it in? Everybody knows that time is fleeting, is irrevocable, is valuable; why remind us of these self-evident truths? The answer to these questions shall, as it were, put the finishing touches to all the foregoing.

It is simply this: to make you think, to remind you that all time is God-given, to make you realize that itis not how much time you have, but how you utilize it that counts. If these words have that effect upon you, they shall not have been written in vain.

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'HE fall and winter season of entertainment opened on Thursday evening, October 7th, with a movie selected by the Junior class. A short feature which preceded the main attraction was entitled Souvenirs of the Screen. It emphasized the short time in which moving pictures become dated. Scenes which a few years ago held the spectators spell-bound today strike us as ridiculous.

A brief reflection on the difference in the enduring qualities of books and movies leads to an interesting observation.

Although movies may serve to make a story more vivid for the present, when the staging, setting, and acting no longer con­ form to contemporary styles, the screen play loses much of its interest and value. In the final reckoning the book gains the advantage because there are fewer factors affecting the stability of its hold on the interest of the reader. A fascinating story will continue to intrigue its readers despite changes in language which may occur. The reader crystallizes the narrative in his imagination just as he wants it to be. A movie does this to a plot/or you. Often what is inevitable in a picture which is outof-date happens also in a contemporary film. The characters and action have not been crystallized in conformity to the con­ ception of them the story has conjured up in your own mind’s eye. As a result your cherished dreams are shattered, and at best you are dissatisfied. That is why reading yet remains the livelier pleasure. To be sure, it requires a greater effort, but the compensation too is relatively greater.

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Wilbert Gawrisch

Entertainment............. you have wondered about the reactions of an artist P ERHAPS performing on the “stage” of our college gym. I know that I have. Recently we received a partial answer to our wondering in the form of a charming letter. It was written after Mme. Hussa’s October 12 concert by her agent to Professor Kiessling. A portion of the letter follows: “Dear Friend Kiessling, ________ I am of course pleased that you liked Mme. Hussa. I was sure you would. You understand I don’t urge any artist as I do Hussa unless I know what she can do. I have had nothing but the finest reports always on her. I am glad for your sake also that the audience liked her for after all we must please them.

It was a hard trip for them to Menomonie, Wis., but they made it 0. K. and I talked to Mme. last night and she is still in best of spirits. They really enjoyed being with you and Mme. spoke about the nice visit to your city.”

My heartfelt admiration goes to Mme. Hussa for making such a report and apparently forgiving Northwestern for its ungraceful improvised stage with its unflattering lighting, rock­ ing twenty-inch steps, worse than semi-private resting quarters, its restless audience, and certain discourteous individuals.

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^lumnx Lieutenant Waldemar Thurow, ’35, was killed in action recently in Alaska. , On October 17 Willard Kehrberg, ’40, was ordained and in­ stalled at St. Paul’s in Hale, Mich. His father, the Rev. A. Kehrberg, ’15, of St. John’s in Frankenmuth officiated, John Sauer, *46, has completed his boot training for the Air Corps and is continuing study at the University of West Virginia. His address: A/S John Sauer, 36827864 44-C-248 CTD (Air Crew) University of West Virginia Morgantown, West Virginia Pastor A. Hanke, ’ll, of Rollingstone, Minn., was a recent visitor to our campus.

The Rev. Frederick Gilbert, f28, formerly pastor at Indian Creek was called to Camp McCoy as camp pastor.

The Rev. B. Westendorf, ’18, will be married to Miss Marie Kreutzfeld on November 6, at St. Paul’s, Saginaw, Michigan.

Juul Madson, ’42, is teaching at Bethany College in Man­ kato, Minn.

Prof. Dr. Elmer Kiessling was appointed to represent Northwestern College in the academic procession held last June at Concordia Seminary, St. Louis, Mo” where Prof. Dr. Ludwig Fuerbringer was celebrating his 50th year of continuous service at the Seminary. Prof. Edmund Reim represented our Thiensville Seminary at the jubilee.

Word has been received from Leonard Zeisler that will be of especial interest to students of 1906 and thereabouts. He writes that Henry Zeisler, affectionately known as Hank to all students of his time, passed away suddenly, at the age of 53 years, in Cincinnati, Ohio, on Friday, October 15. Erwin Techmer, who attended Northwestern during the same years that Henry Zeisler was a student here, also passed away suddenly in _ at the age of 52 years. Henry Zeisler had never Chicago married. Erwin Techmer leaves a wife and one son.

Leonard Zeisler is in the Real Estate-Loans-Insurance business in La Crosse, Wisconsin.

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The Rev. Armin Schuetze，*37, of Isabel, South Dakota， .will take charge of Calvary Lutheran Church at Thiensville， Wis. at the end of November.

On September 28, Miss Gretchen Reim came to the Rev. and Mrs. Robert Reim, ’38, of Hettinger, North Dakota.

Gretchen weighed the ideal 81b. 5oz.

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We thought we’d done the world a favor By nagging to very death Jeb Schaefer, To that end that he quit his column, But now our thoughts are much more solemn: The column now’s a sadder story, Composed of bombast—a la Lorrie— When, seeing what our sin has wrought— We know it has availed naught,— With shaking voice, all quite a-quaver We shout, “Please give it back to Schaefer.”

Ah, me! To think that I’ve been guilty of such a heinous crime—and all unbeknownst, too! I ^pose if I were man enough I’d maybe up and do something drastic — like revamp my style or suggest that my critic (?) stick to organ-“playing’’ hymn*'translating,,> or something. But as it is, I guess Til just keep on coddling my morbid sense of humor, wallowing in my bombast (wallow, wallow), and hope you’ll bear with me.

By the bye, if you have criticisms or contributions that you think are worth while, don’t broadcast them — the enemy may be listening—but don’t tell it to the FBI either; just kindly submit them to your columnist. All submissions become the property of the C & C, and will receive careful consideration 一in case of a tie, duplicate prizes will be awarded.

Dr. Mischke’s bearded portraiture recently took its place in Northwestern’s gallery of Truly Greats, alongside of Dr. Ott, Dr. Ernst, and the rest. It was conspicuously suspended (in 172

RED the still of the nite, I ween) on the first landing of the recita­ tion building. ’Spose Ame and the boys figger that, whereas it is common knowledge in faculty circles that Wednesday night is the easiest for the Seniors, now with a man like Mischke to plug up the leak in the dyke (by reason of his new promotion to the faculty), the Seniors stand a good chance of having the secret as to their next easiest night staying incognito.

We all like our Hebrew. Of course? But our appreciation first really becomes whetted when our mentor is busy with a five-day conference. The forty-five minute lecture, delivered during the first class-session afterwards, gave us the real low-down on how we stand with the draft, Uncle Sam, etc.; it was tacitly accepted as a hapax legomenon as far as professorial “shootings” go.

Did you ever wonder what the profs do in the summer time—I mean besides keeping the canning factories on the map? Well, I have it on good authorithy that last summer one of our younger faculty members (if you can’t guess his name after a couple more lines, you don’t deserve the $2 question) fairly wore out his Greek New Testament (undoubtedly the same pocket Nestle that he’d so often run through while riding the street cars of Chicago) in a gallant effort to substantiate his claim that there can be only one real hobby for the clergyman.

After intensive research he maintains that of the original twelve disciples of our Lord, eleven of them were fishermen: the twelveth was Judas—and look how he turned out.

The professor in question lives approximately 4^ blocks from Rock River, 11 miles from Lake Mills, 230 miles from the Chippewa flowage, and a neat 300 from the mighty Brule. /To those members of the faculty who attempt to defend their pet hobby, golf, by a spurious quotation which intimates that one disciple carried the bags for the Twelve, let it be said that that disciple, again, was Judas, who was naturally inimical toward the more dignified occupation of the piscatorial Eleven.

• Several enterprizing young gentlemen of the Junior class, imbued with the spirit of Homer (both straight and diluted), have seriously attempted to swamp the Nine of Parnassus一 that is, they’ve taken to writing poetry, or rather rhymed lines.

This phenomenon occurs during the so-called dull or dog periods.

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RED one must admit, the verse is rather uncouth and lacking polish, but one must remember it is but an attempt to express the acute pathos in a passionate young poet’s breast. I am undertaking to amass and edit a compendium or anthology of this verse to the enlightenment of posterity. Because of the bulk, lax censorship, and strict conformity with WPB regulations restrict­ ing the use of certain materials, the number of copies will, of course, be very limited. 一 or, as Jeb Schaefer says, (and here we quote) ‘‘If you want to read the latest books—and don’t mind cutting pages— just go to Ortner’s room.” (end of quote) As is wont to happen thistime of year, the Frosh crop is running around with li’l green caps on. To insure the meting out of righteous punishment to all recalcitrants, the Sophs first dismantled the pump, then, afer sitting in judgment against their first victim, they tried to reassemble it, but to no avail— she just wouldn’t percolate. Cause? An obvious case of Frosh sabotage. Result? An unprecedented number of Freshmen walking the last mile. If, of a day, it seems to Sophomore judiciousness a bit too cold for corporal immersion, don’t think that Frosh is getting off easy—after a privy session another part of his anatomy may be warm enough to more than make up for the weather. There is rumored to be a strong under­ current among Frosh circles for a post-green-cap compensation.

Let’s keep it clean, huh fellers?

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Leland “Goetz” Wurster: there was a time when *4Pistol Packing Mamma” actually didn’t sound too, too awful—that is, we could all stand it. And then you saw fit to unlimber your trombone. Lookit: improvisations are all right in their place, but why don’t you either stick to band music or fog it up to your class treasurer and petition for dough to buy the score, eh? Get it? Of course, if you don’t get it now,_____ ____ _ (If you don’t get it then, might as well enlist.)

And then there was the Michigan-Notre Dame game.

Did you ever hear Any other year Of so many groans Over broken bones?

Why, you never know Really where it’ll go; It’s just schmock—and phew, ，Cuz it coulda been you.

Now, in days of yore, Th’was a dearth of gore一 But then mebbe those guys Distorted the truth a bit, huh?

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ATH LETICS FOR AULD LANGE SYNE 1 year ago—The Gosling football squad lost the season’s opener to Concordia, River Forest, 7-6. Nommensen got his first train ride. Greve’s injury put him out of action for the year.

5 years ago—N. W. C. trounced their old schoolmates from the Seminary 33-0. Freshman Art Wadzinski cracked the starting lineup___ Scoring a touchdown after two minutes of play the Lawrence Vikings went on to victory to the tune of 39-0----- On the follow­ ing Saturday "Chick” Hempers.educated toe gave the Goslings a 20-18 victory over a strong Platteville team.

10 years ago—A 12-12 tie with the Seminary opened the season.

Lake Forest 26; Northwestern 15. The Black and Red team was badly outplayed until the final period when Stewart crossed the goal line twice.

The Gosling defence was weakened through the loss of Capt. Reuschel.

15 years ago—Two games to date; two losses. Carroll 40; Northwestern 0. Beloit 20; Northwestern 0.

20 years ago—A badly outweighed Gosling squad went down in defeat before Whitewater Normal 16-3.

25 years ago—The game with Beloit was called off because of an attack of Spanish influenza which put the Beloit players under quarantine. The columnist filled his section of the October issue with a report on the origin and development of the game we now call football.

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Kehrberg, Henkel, Westendorf, and Eickmann they had a backfield that would be hard to match.

40 years ago—Basketball practice had begun.

Out of this month’s vast store of material, we choose to speak first of that which might have been. The Seminary challenged their Alma Mater to a football 只ame to be played on October 23. Enthusiasm ran high. It lasted nearly 24 hours.

That was the end. With the exception of perhaps a half-dozen men every one else was either picking up a little extra cash, or thought it unwise to risk breaking tradition by a defeat at the hands of the Seminary.................... Since only a few games have been played to date, no facts and figures are available on touch football. Here, too, the enthusiasm runs high. There are never less than two spectators, and after a good deal of coaxing each team usually (not always) manages to get eight players on the field. Winkers broken leg is the only proof we have that games are played occasionally__________ ‘‘Judge’’ Becker has consented to pump up the footballs. In the college directory he would be listed as intramural manager__________ After a months’s bargaining, Herb has finally sold Bill Zell his extra copy of “Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales”. The price agreed upon was eight golf balls__ __ The Frosh had a little game with the Preps one afternoon and came out on top 7-0.

Kempfert made the touchdown and Witte converted. “Chick” Hoenecke, wearing a Frosh uniform, stole the show with the touchdown pass which he didn’t catch__ __ Since then the Preps have defeated Wayland 27-0, and Waterloo 27-12.

Since these men will be the future stars of our Varsity, we justify our mention of them in the official collegiate publica­ tion.-------------- Most of the Sophs are trying to raise a mustache, That’s the extent of their athletic activity_____ _ It has been rumored that there may be a basketball season this winter. Please don’t tell any one though, because next month I may tell you that it’s all off. "

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LITERARY— "Fourscore and Seven ...

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Dirge of the Beaker--------

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Convoy------------------------

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Moods and Tenses--------

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As Winter Approaches ___

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If the Walls Had Ears

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6+7=?

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EDITORIAL— El Tu Fra ter.

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COLLEGE NOTES— Cleveland P. Grant

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ALUMNI NOTES

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PHOTOS

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CAMPUS AND CLASSROOM

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T了 THE BLACK AND RED Volume XLVII. Watertown, Wis., November 1943. Number 6 March 3. i87Q* Published monthly. Subscription. One Dollar. «t

FOURSCORE AND SEVEN …”

Roland A. Kelling

Despite the steady drizzle which had started before dawn on the nineteenth of November eighty years ago, sleepers rose early, making ready to attend the dedication program which had been scheduled for that day.

People came from all directions—in rigs, carriages, on horseback, and even on foot to the little knoll overlooking: the scene of the day's festivities upon the field of Gettysburg.

This was the day that a group of State Governors had set apart on which to dedicate the new Gettysburg national cemetery, in commemoration of the crisis just passed in the War between the States.

The little audience which had gathered valiantly tried to protect itself as best as possible from the steadily increasing rain as a local church choir, hired for the occasion, sang the opening song on the program.

Numbered among the dignitaries gathered on the speakers’ platform were county and state officials, a few senators, Edward 178 -

RED Everett, the orator of highest repute of that day, and the ‘‘old man: * of the War—the President of the United States.

As the last notes of the opening musical selection echoed to the distant hills, the principal speaker of the day, Edward Everett, rose and made his way toward the speakers’ roster.

A hush fell over the little group before the platform in antici­ pation of the eloquent oratory to follow.

With graceful sentiment and a very reasonable survey of the rights and wrongs involved in the War, he fired his audience with the eloquence and grace that was his. However, after two hours of listening to his best oratory, even the most ardent of his listeners clapped for more than one reason when he finally did come to an end of speaking and took his seat.

At this point in the program many of the audience who had remained faithful up until this time despite the inclement weather, now could stand it no longer and left the cemetery.

Those that did remain, however, gathered closer to hear the next speaker, who was to follow yet another selection by the choir.

As the chairman once again stepped forward and addressed the audience, the President waited somewhat nervously for the introduction which would be his cue to step forward to deliver his dedicatory message, as was expected of him ex officio. The President had not had time to write more than a few hasty notes in Washington and perhaps made a few revisions on the train to Gettysburg. After having heard a speech as the one just de­ livered, he hoped that the people would not sense the inferiority of what he had to say too keenly.

At last the dreaded moment arrived. The chairman turned and beckoned to President Lincoln. The President stepped forward before his people, silhouetted against the sky—never before so tall and lacking so much dignity and stateliness in the eyes of the people who had put him in office. Standing for a moment, he looked about the gathering and then slowly and deliberately, as befitted the occasion, he be^an: Fourscore and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth on this continent a neiv nation, conceived in liberty，and dedicated to the proposition that all men are seated equal. Now ive are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long enduy'e. We are 179

RED met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that this nation might live. It is altogether fitt­ ing and proper that we should do this. But in a larger sense， we can not dedicate, we can not consecrate, we can not hallow this ground. The brave vien, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or de­ tract. The world will little note nor long remember what zve say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for zis, the living, rather to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devo­ tion to that cause for ivliich they gave the last full measure of devotion; that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain; that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom, and that government of the people, by the people， for the people shall not perish from the earth.

With these words the President bowed and left the platform.

The people were shocked beyond all description. They had no more than begun to quiet down in order to hear the President’s address, and it was over. Only a few, with the exception of those nearest the speaker, actually heard him deliver his mes­ sage. When it was over, newspapermen came rushing forward and ask for a copy of the text. The speech was reprinted in all of the newspapers throughout the country and was sent to Europe for publication. Then and only then did the people realize the true value of what they had heard on that November afternoon.

This month the entire world celebrates the eightieth anni­ versary of those famous words uttered to the small group gathered at Gettysburg on that day in 1863. Though the mes­ sage has only 267 words, its content has made it an English classic, and it is regarded as the greatest public address uttered by man. Despite the fact that it was spoken to only a small Kroup, it belongs to all generations past and present and will live forever, contrary to Lincoln’s belief that “the world will little note nor long remember” what he said there.

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RED There lay a shivered beaker in the dust of old Ravenna, embalmed with rubble and meeker than the goblets of Strauss’ Vienna. But the faintest stain of purple grape upon its shattered rim, gave hint how mad ’twas to escape the glories once within. I crouched upon my finger tips to better view that wreck of sin, when straightway mov­ ed its battered lips, in wond’rous wise it did begin: “Yet stare, ye lowly mortal, upon my sore disgrace; no glass can be immortal and save for aye its face.” It paus­ ed, as if heart-broken, and shed a winestreaked tear; then began with word * soft-spo­ ken, “Full ma­ ny, many a ye­ ar have I watched the shift­ ing sand, while many, many a dram of Flora-co­ oled Falernian vied with exotic dithyramb; and full many an uncouth fist had ravished my supple stem; then a pudgy hand, all cloister-kissed, shattered the requiem.’’

Dirge of the Beaker，Lorrie Schaller 181

RED CONVOY Wilbert Gawrisch

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HOSTILE full moon was playing hide and seek among the dark, ominous patches of wintry clouds scudding- beneath its brilliant disc. As if with (lire intent the chill December breeze intermittently unveiled the furtive, baneful orb while the H. M. S. Roxanne II plowed steadily eastward through a rhythmic North Atlantic swell, her darkened bulk sharply silhouetted against the horizon during- the frequent moments when the ocean was bathed in a sea of light. She was a proud freighter, not ten months off the ways of Glasgow. Deep within her dusky hold were stored the weapons of a ravenous war. She was nearing the end of what was already her fourth round-trip Atlantic crossing, each time returning with her hold full of vital supplies for the courageously struggling soldiers, sailors, and airmen of her desperate native land.

By this time on the morrow she should be safely docked in her home port, Liverpool—that is if her luck held out on this final but most dangerous lap of the voyage. It was just thirteen months ago tonight thal: Captain Fuge’s old ship, the H. M. S. Roxanne, as dear to his heart as the Bactrian princess whose name she bore could possibly liave been to her invincible hero, Alexander, had sunk, the victim of an enemy mine when already within sight of her port.

It was little short of miraculous that no enemy submarines had been sighted up till now on this crossing. Did the destroyer escort seem too formidable for those prowling adventurers be­ neath the surface? If only Jonathan Fuge could pilot his vessel unscathed through the treacherous mine fields that lay just ahead!

Then the Roxanne would feel satisfied that she had fulfilled her builders’ hopes and that another great mission in her life had been accomplished. Thank Gocl for those gallant men on His Majesty’s minesweepers who seemingly without fear risked their lives in an attempt to keep the sea lanes safe and clear of mines for essential convoys such as the one of which the H. M. S. Roxanne II, carry­ ing a vital cargo to the tight little island fortress which was her home, was a part.

Slowly the convoy churned forward on its zig-zag- course over the lustrous sea. Not even the day-long awaited blanket of night offered cover from the keenly searching- periscopes of submarines lurking in ambush. But then perhaps they would not risk an attack within range of the air bases whose planes could strike in swift revenge. There was only one ship, a tanker, behind the Roxanne. The rest of the convoy was stretched out for several thousand yards ahead. Periodically a destroyer passed, and there was a brief exchange of signals.

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There is a terse command for a sharp turn to port and full speed ahead. But it is too late. No, it’s a miss! A sigh of relief一but it is premature. A second tin fish fitfully traces a path of death through the choppy sea. The impact! Unerringly the torpedo plows through the splintering steel plates of the Roxanne's hull just below the water line. There is a scarcely perceptible quiver; then a terrific explosion shakes the vessel from bow to stern.

Murky sea water pours through the jagged hole in her side. She won’t stay afloat two minutes.

Calmly Captain Fuge delivered the order, “Abandon ship!”

The men dropped over the railing into the hastily lowered life­ boats. One destroyer circled the sinking Roxanne to take on the men. Others were maneuverin^to drop depth bombs on the calculated position of the sub. The port deck of the Roxanne was already awash. Reluctantly the overcrowded lifeboats pulled away, for to linger longer in the vain hope of saving more of the men . would only endanger the lives of those who were already in the few boats it had been possible to lower.

With stern, studied equanimity Captain Fuoe supervised a small group of his men who were still on board. They worked feverishly to untangle the cables of a lifeboat which had snarled when the ship lunged over on its side. If they could get it into the sea, they would at least have a chance to get out of the dangerous vicinity of the sinking- ship. It would be better than plunging into the icy waters and hopelessly trying- to swim away only to be swallowed up by the treacherous whirlpool of a swirling, hungry ocean. Too often had these men seen it happen on their past ocean crossings not to realize what they- were facing.

When the last end of cable had been chopped through, the lifeboat slithered down the sloping deck until it reached the water.

Captain Fuge and the six remaining- men—who knows how many were killed or trapped below by the torpedo’s explosion ?—partly stumbled, partly slid, and partly fell down the deck after the boat.

Second mate Thanatus was the first to reach it.

This was one time when the men were thankful for a b right moon, for without it they would have had difficulty in finding their only hope of safety. - Carefully they helped one another aboard out of the oil slick which covered the water. A careless shift in weight would have capsized the small boat. But at least the oil had not yet caught fire. If it had, there would have been no hope of escaping such a sea of flame upon a sea of water. Out of the distance came an apprehensive but inarticulate cry. While Thanatus and the others hastily began rowing： to get out of the danger zone, Fuge set to work bailing- out the water which rose over their ankles in 183

RED the boat’s bottom. The warning cry of their companions up ahead was drowned out l)y the hiss of steam, the rushing water, and the whirring siren on the Roxanne. But even if they had heard it, they could have clone little more than they were doing- to avoid death’s cold hand which seemed about to grasp them.

Of a sudden an explosion by far greater than the first sun­ dered the 1)ow and stern halves of the Roxanne, and amid an aerial display which would have 1)een beautiful had it not been so terri.fyinfj, the H. M. S. Roxanne slipped beneath the waves. After a brief moment of apparc*nt hesitation the frail lifeboat was relent­ lessly drawn toward the center of the whirlpool where she had g'one down. Caught in the hideously gurgling- dovvneurrent, the little craft spun around like a wind-tossed autumn leaf. Frantical­ ly the men tried to row. It was hopeless. Crazed by fear, Sam Wood, the youngest of them, let out an insane laugh and leaping overboard, disappeared. One after another was hurled into the waves. Stoically Jonathan Fuge met his fate. When the boat reached the rim of the whirlpool, it plunged headlong into the gulf which opened up in the ocean to receive it. Charybdis had seized another prize.

Not even now did the stoicism which Fuge had deliberately assumed in life disappear. Even in death he struggled not to save his life hut to retain his self-control. His mask-like face and resigned limbs disguised the turmoil in his inner being. Through * his brain raced a scries of scenes from his life : his mother’s face the last time he had seen her, young and beautiful but distorted by pain and anger; snatches of her quarrel with his father. She had taken him to holy mass at St. Vincent’s Cathedral in outright dis­ obedience to her husband’s order. No son of his was going to be misled by any grasping preacher. If he wanted to be a fool and when he was old enough to decide for himself, that was his business. But no one was goin^ to make him go to church now.

Beaten, she broke from his grasp and staggered out of the door of their tenement and out of Jonathan^ life forever.

“I wonder what happened to her. *1 tried but couldn’t find her. What was that prayer she taught me the night before we went to that mass? . . .Pater . . Pater noster . . .It’s been so long ago —I can’t remember. I shouldn’t tell him, she said. It was to be a secret between us two. He had gone to his union meeting that night and didn’t know about it. It was beautiful, in a way一that church with its stained windows and the organ music. I was in a church only once after that. That was to keep warm one cold night after I had run away from—Oh, I don’t even want to think about him, the way he treated me, especially not since the time to think is so short. Seems I’ve been running1 away from somebody all my life, first from him, and then from Minnie and the kid, and finally from myself. I feel kinda sorry for Minnie now. It must be hard 184

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I tried to change, once. But I was only kidding- myself. I wasn’t cut out to lead a decent life. Wish I could remember that Pater ..

Oh, what’s the use? It wouldn’t do any good Pater noster now any more anyway.

The waters had closed over his head. The weight of the ocean above him was crushing him. His senses began to reel.

His thoughts tripped over one another as they rushed on faster and faster: “...........That day Minnie found out who I really was. I should have told her before we were married. How she hated me after that! I fooled myself into thinking I could run away from my past. As if a man’s past is his own secret!.............Pater ...

Pater noster . . . The Roxanne was the only one who understood me. I’m glad we’re going clown together .... The crew, they didn’t like me either • Called me 'sour old iron pants. They didn’t know that I didn’t talk because I was afraid to, afraid I’d give myself away. They thought I was hard, didn’t want friends .........Wonder what grade Tom is in now. Minnie wanted to give him a good education. He had eyes just like Ma's; almost black No more running away at least. Finally caught they seemed up with me—fate did; or rather, I caught up with it ... . Wish the end would come soon. Wonder what it’s like • •,. ” Suddenly a new thought came to him that terrified his an­ guished soul even more: What if this is death_to on and on forever thinking- about life, the mess I made of it. To be hunted and haunted not only in life but also in death—it’s too awful to think about. Or am I still alive? I looked for death, hoping to find an end to everything—to lie gone, to cease to exist.

That’s why I chose the sea. Tried to escape life by courting death.

Not even my bones would be left for men to dig- up a thousand years from now and set up in their museums. They called the risks I took bravery. Fools But why doesn’t the end come ?

Maybe Ma was right after all when she told Pa something about eternity. Said she wanted to save my soul even if he didn't care about his or mine. Wonder what she meant by ‘soul’？ Never thought about it before. She said I should trust in God’s mercy..

Told me that if Fd recite the Pater .... Pater noster, my soul would be saved. She never lied. Ma was the only honest person I ever knew The droning in his ears grew louder and louder. Faster and faster beat his throbbing- brain. His heart was pounding against his chest, pushing for room. His senses were fading. Then a 185

赛RED cloud of darkness settled over his mind. Was this the end for which he was longing?

A momentary return of consciousness : “What is eternity?..

What is its purWhere dicl it come from?

What is life?

Who is God? . . . • pose .........What is‘soul’？ A long pause, and then: “God have mercy on my soul The furtive moon ducked behind a passing cloud. Darkness afjain covered the ocean surface. Only an oil slick marked the watery grave. The convoy had passed on.

MOODS AND TENSES A., M.

I feel with every season.

My body and my soul respond As if some ancient* bard were playing Haunting melodies on the strings of my soul.

Spring is a lilting melody of balminess and energy.

I feel so light and aery.

I don’t quite know where I am going, I only know I want to go.

Hot summer dulls this light spirit.

Day follows day with drudgery.

And the deadened spirit exists.

I feel so listless and sweaty.

I don’t care what I’m doing, I only know I don’t want to.

Cool fall revives the fainting heart And hints at beauty past and coming.

Exhilarating breaths of air instill New energy into summer’s deadened spirit.

I know just what I want to do And set about to do it.

The tinkling, joyous time of winter With snows and winds and cold.

It has a freshness all its own, And yet it brings a longing For Christmas song and Easter anthem.

I don’t know what I want to do, I only know I feel.

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RED AS WINTER APPROACHES Frederick Kempfert

Do you with dreary looks behold the winter drawing nigh, And do the howling winds bring forth a melancholy sigh?

When trees are stripped of each and every leaf, Does hope forsake you as when stranded on a reef?

Are hard and crackling sounds beneath your feet No more than proof of Solâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s decreasing heat?

But must you now forever moan And simply be a lifeless stone?

Look at the soft and downy snow alight And know your heart should always be as bright.

Now barren trees are seen in all their majesty To point us ever upward to eternity.

The cold and biting frost impels the heart to do no more Than dream of everlasting springs and matted, grassy floors.

RED IF THE WALLS HAD EARS Philip R, Janke

Let’s pretend that a certain wall in the dormitory has the peculiar qualities of being able to hear and to write. This wall is in the central part of the dormitory and can thus hear practically any sound in the whole building. Having nothing else to do besides holding up the ceiling, it keeps a diary of all the sounds it hears. We managed to get a look at a page of this diary and found that on it were recorded all the sounds and possible sources of these sounds of an average school day.

Here is a slightly edited reproduction of the page: November 8, 1943—Dear Diary: Here it is 6:29 a. m., and I can’t hear a sound. Has everybody in the dorm gone home?

Well, I’ll just wait for awhile__ Wow! that buzzer had me scared there for a minute; now the bell on the roof is ringing too. I’ll soon see now whether there is any one in the building.

Yessir, I can hear footsteps and the sound of swinging doors ___There is the sound of running water; not much speaking yet—the boys aren’t fully awake. What was that? Sounded as if some one dropped his soap dish__ There goes another bell; must be the "quarter to”. Sure enough, it seems as though most of the preps are out of the washrooms. Listen, some one’s talking. “What time is it, about?” “Oh, about ten to.” Now I can hear his bed squeaking, so it must be some collegiate rolling over again. There is the breakfast bell! On the stair­ way are noises reminding me of a stampede. I can hear the back door opening and closing. Soon it is quiet again, except for the sounds that a few late risers make.

7:25 a. m.

Breakfast must be over; doors are slammThere goes the ing, people are whistling and yelling telephone; it’s ringing once, twice; some one just answered it. Now he is calling, “Sam Francisco,* telephone!” ‘‘OK，.

I’m coming!” It must be some one who wants Sam to work for him this afternoon. Those dull thuds I’m hearing must be the mops that the sweepers are shaking, bumping against the dust boxes. There goes the five minute bell---Listen to the last minute rushing. The bell for chapel just rang; the noise is decreasing. Ah, quiet at last—but not •AH names are fictitious, and any similarity to living persons is purely coincidental.

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kED for long. The organ in the prep chapel is playing now. Now devotion is being read. The chapel door opens, and the students go to their respective classes. Soon quiet reigns again except for the voices of the professors in the two classrooms here in this building; they are rather muffled and sound as though they were far away. Guess I’ll take a nap for a while---- Rrrring!

Ho hum! What was that? Ten o’clock already! Here comes more noise. The doors and stairways are reechoing to the sound of many footsteps. Down in the square I can hear: "Knut “Les Angeles!” “Here!” Phil Orleans!” ‘Til take it.

Adelphia__ ” That’s the tutor distributing the morning’s mail.

Here and there radios are going; some boys are singing. Soon the bell rings and classes are resumed.

Now it is noon. There is a brief period in which the students bring their books back, then the dinner bell, and silence again. After dinner I can hear the click of billiard balls down in the clubrooms; the sound of the band practicing in the bandroom; pianos playing; whistling and ‘‘hollering’’ going on; radios blaring—all mingling together in a racket that is beyond my description.

1:30 p. m. Everything is calm and serene again except for the sounds of a few radios being played by those who have free periods. Oh yes, some one is playing pool too. From 3:15 to supper time there is a variety of sounds, such as voices calling, “Shut off that razor! Hey, turn off that razor!!’’ The one who is shaving electrically is unwittingly interfering with some favorite radio program. Several telephone calls are heard; the recipient is paged vocally. Thus the average sounds continue until 6:00 p. m. when, during the twenty-minute period in which supper is eaten, it is peaceful here. Now I hear sounds of another chapel exercise. Until 7:30 the usual noises continue.

Then I again hear a bell; the noise decreases; study period is in progress. Off and on footsteps are heard, but as a whole it is comparatively quiet. However at 9:30 the bell rings again and the pent-up emotions of the wilder preps break loose as they race for the canteen___The clock in the square now indicates almost 10:00 p. m. I hear, "Hey, Sex, better get to bed or 4 t

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RED you’ll get sweepin’!’’ Water is running in the three washrooms; the buzzer rings, and the preps as a whole are in bed. Now I can hear several ‘‘bull sessions” in progress, and every so often a faucet being turned on as an individual collegiate prepares to hit the hay. Finally it is again perfectly quiet. Oh, my poor ears! Good night diary.

6+ 7=?

Marcus Albrecht

It was night and dark. A boy and a girl were walking down a street. They weren’t walking close to each other.

They were talking. And one could see that they were holding an interesting conversation; and one of some gravity, for they spoke with interest, yet with that admirable degree of restraint found as rarely as that kind of conversation. She would talk.

He would talk. A gentleman and a lady. And then there was a snap. He turned and faced her. They stopped. With much emotion he opened his mouth, hesitated, and then said, ‘‘Well， why do you go to football games then, if you don’t even know what the line of scribbage is?’’ She had no answer and they walked on.

She was six years old and he was seven.

pyiCTORY BUY

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J&itarial Et Tu Frater this is a subject rarely written about in the A LTHOUGH Black and Red, I shall nevertheless, in my simple way, with doubts and misgivings, try to analyze our dear Black and Red, trying to find a possible reason for the noticeable lack of interest in both writing for and reading the Black and Red. The Black and Red is undoubtedly a great opportunity for students to express themselves in almost any way they please, to relate things of interest to other students. To various persons who have previously complained of a lack of means to prepare for the ministry, namely by a public speaking course, I would hereby suggest trying to write articles. If a person can’t write things interestingly, he surely can't speak them.

By writing this article, I think I am resorting to one of the B and R’s biggest failings. This article was probably passed 191

RED over by the majority of the fellows just because of its subject matter. That, my dear readers (both of you) is the trouble. The Black and Red is in a rut. Take this subject for instance. Jf one would delve into the past B and R’s, it wouldn’t take long to accumulate a fair amount of pep talks for the B and R, the Band, for public speaking and some other things which would make my point stronger but which I can’t think of now. Or take another topic. Bach for instance has been torn apart so often that one begins to wonder if he, like Homer, really existed.

I like sauerkraut too, but I doubt if I could make a steady diet of it. I also agree, that we as students should take interest in serious articles that delve into morality, doctrine and so forth.

I believe an article of such content should be included. But the Northwestern Lutheran also does a good job at it, is published bi-weekly but does not carry articles of secular interest written from a Christian point of view as I think a lot of students would like to read. I don’t of course just mean what happened to fellows during their summer vacations or what adventure they had in a Utopian dream of theirs where the bell always wakes them up in the end and bring us to reality again.

I in my struggling, but well meaning way have compiled a few subjects that would, I think, interest at least the simpler souls like myself. Take for instance the arts. Outside of of music, how many have been touched upon in the B and R? It is generally accepted that painting and sculpturing are also classed as arts. Or the sciences. There surely is plenty of material in that field. Certainly it’s all in science books and magazines. But let some student put it into a language as interpreted by a student’s view.

We have history. We all know that Napoleon was a great general, but has any one ever tried to find out why he always stuck his hand in his coat or whether Washington had a good pitching arm? History is made up of facts to be sure, but these are merely the surface. People were people then too.

Instead of hearing just names and dates, why doesn’t some one write about how the Romans played craps or how chewing gum originated or innumerable other things of interest rarely touched upon.

Certainly past historical events have bearing on present ones. Interesting but seldom mentioned developments affecting 192

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Some one could try condensing longer articles. The Readers Digest does miss some. Sports oddities and figures, history of sports, are all topics that certainly have been overlooked in the B and R. These are just a few things that I think could be used.

Merely suggestions of course, but mayhap they will help the brethern who always say and I quote: “I’d write an article but I don’t know what to write about.” You know Lincoln too thought his Gettysburg address wasn’t any good when he first gave it; and who knows, there might be gold in them thar hills.

And in closing, might I add as a parting thought, the Campus and Classroom isn’t the only humor section in the B and R. John Westendorf

Cleveland P. Grant the evening of October 18 a gratifying number of townsfolk gathered with a good representation of students and professors to hear Cleveland P. Grant and see the pictures he had taken. Nor were the expectations of those who remem­ bered his previous appearance here several years ago to be disappointed. Three years ago he showed us his films of birds of Wisconsin and eastern Canada. This time his technicolor movies took us to a wild-life refuge for a study of the many interesting fowl along the swampy shores of a North Dakota lake. With the aid of his films Mr. Grant was able to unveil for us the private lives of many species ranging from the grebe family to the phalarope. The family life of the phalarope is of special interest in these days when many mothers to the neglect of their families are turning their attention to more noble pursuits than housekeeping1. After the eggs have been laid, the female leaves it to her mate to see that they are hatched and the family reared, taking only an occasional moment from her egoistic interests to make certain that he has not left the job.

The pictures were remarkable not only for their intimate glimpses into the secrets of nature, but also for the sheer beauty of the photography. The graceful bank and swoop of the hawk as he was returning to his nest, every muscle of his shapely body under perfect control, his handsome form thrown in bold relief on a white background of massy cumulus clouds in a marine blue sky, composed a scene whose gripping beauty, accentuated by the natural colors, I will long remember and cherish.

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RED Mr. Grant’s witty style made his lecture entertaining as well as educational. His detailed pictures of the annual cycle of bird life revealed an unusual patience and skill. The difficul­ ties of filming birds in their natural habitat without fright­ ening them or disturbing the course of events in their life which one wishes to record caii easily be imagined. As Mr. Grant says, he has spent months of planning and observation to film one courtship or hatching and twenty hours at a time in a blind to take a single scene.

The second half of the program took us on a pictorial big game hunt along the Great Divide of Canada and down into Montana. Bears and deer were photographed in regions where human beings rarely tread. Nor was drama lacking. The lecturer’s audience tensely held its breath in those dramatic moments during which the aged buffalo, unusual because of his white color, studied with growing rage the photographer whose Intrusion he, as leader of the herd, deeply resented. Slowly his tail rose as an indication that his patience was nearing an end.

Then with a snort, unleashing all his pent-up fury, he rushed head-on into the camera. The mystery of the thrilling shot was later dispelled by Mr. Grant’s explanation that he had with wise foresight chosen his position in such a way that a protective ditch intervened between him and the buffalo.

This program carried out most successfully the combination of entertainment and education which we have established as the purpose of our lyceum.

Wilbert Gawrisch

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JUuntnt George Boldt, ’40，was ordained and installed at Lannon, Wis. on November 14. In the last issue it was reported that he married Miss Anita Ann. We beg Mrs. Boldt’s apology and give her correct maiden name, Miss Anita Quade.

Delton Tills, ’40, has received the call to Cheyenne, Wyoming.

Northwestern and Seminary students were shocked to hear of the sudden death of Arthur Wantoch, *39. It is reported that he died from a heart attack. More information we have not as yet been able to obtain. We wish to extend our sympathy to those near and dear.

Dr. Alfred von Rohr Sauer, ’29, was installed as assistant pastor of St. Martin’s Lutheran Church in Winona, Minn, by his father on Otober 10.

Rev. Ewald Blumenthal, ’29, succeeded Rev. Sauer in Burlington, Wis. and was installed there on October 3. Rev. Blumenthal was formerly in Wausau, Wis. Robert Steffenhagen, ’42, has received a call to our Academy at Mobridge, South Dakota. His acceptance hinges on a reply from his draft board. If he accepts, he will live with Tutor H. Sauer, ’42，in the boys’ dormitory and assist with the duties in the dormitory and in the classrooms.

Pvt. Karl Uplegger, ex. ’46, visited here on November 8 and 9. We enjoyed the first visit he has been able to make since he left about a year ago as much as he did. One of his classmates, George Hoenk, who is in the Signal Corps in Missouri, visited here November 1 and 2.

Pvt. Eugene Kirst，ex. ’45，spent a day of his furlough here on November 13 visiting classes and friends. He has been transferred to the Air Corps and will receive some specialized training in the South.

Prof. Victor Voecks，’27, one of our New Ulm professors, became the father of a young lady named Garda Olga on August 24.

Howard Fredericks, ex. ’35，is now teaching speech and history at Central High School in La Crosse, Wis. The Black and Red received a letter from Port Hope, Mich, telling us the sad news of the sudden death of Rev. August 196

RED Frederking, ’26, within two days after an attack of meningitis.

His wife and daughter did not stay in Port Hope but moved to Fort Dodge, Iowa. We extend our deepest sympathy to the many that loved and respected him.

Richard Jungkuntz,，39, and Ernst Wendland，’38， are assisting some Springfield men in canvassing Moline, Illinois.

Rev. John Henning, ’18, received and accepted the call to Wausau, Wis. He was formerly at Prairie Farm, Wis. Rev. Louis Winter of Plum City, Wis. now has the call to Prairie Farm.

Raymond C. Lenz, ex. }33, is now in charge of the library and book store here at Northwestern.

Joel Nitz, ex. ，46, is now stationed at the University of Pennsylvania where he is studying Hindustani and Asiatic geography.

Service Men’s Addresses

Pvt. Wilfred Wietzke Co. C. Bn. 12 A. R. T. C. Fort Knox, Kentucky

Pvt. T. A Nickels Co. C. 53 Inf. Trg. Bn. 3d Platoon Camp Wolters, Texas

Pfc. Joel Nitz Co. A. 3305 S. U., A. S. T. U. W. D. Rm. 202 University of Pennsylvania Philadelphia, 4, Pa.

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I got those deadline blues, ...........................no news; ____ _____ maul the muse, _____________blow a fuse, ___ You ainHa woofin, I sure got those deadline blues.

(If you feel more poetically inclined than I right now, just fill in the blanks, using the rhyme scheme suggested- chances are the result is supposed to pass as lyrics for The St. Louis Blues.)

An extraordinary class, yes indeedie. Quite independent too, considering —but I ’spose I better elucidate matters a bit ■. for the benefit of you furriners (’tho it definitely suffers in translation): one fine dinner the Frosh class president ups and reads off a sporting proposition addressed to the Sophomores: "Whereas——, whereas---- , and whereas-----, we the Frosh (about 30 huskies) do challenge you Sophomores (numbering1 about 10 souls) to a tug o’war; in the event of a Frosh victory we’ll shed our green caps on such and such a date, etc,” So— the Juniors and Seniors hold a confab and vote to back the Sophs.

We hope against hope for awhile, but the Frosh get down off’n their high horse, apologize and say they'd still like to have a tug o’war—on equal terms. The deal comes off, but the Sophs don’t bother to change to tennis shoes atall and so get druff all over the campus; so---- both classes made aces of themselves.

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Reported to have come out unconsciously in Senior history— in connection with the religious emigrations from the Old World: “一a submerged religious faction in Germany was the Baptists.” ‘‘When you really know these rules for the noun, you can sit down and roll your own.”

"If you’re learning to read a new language, you might as well imitate the radio announcers— they mispronounce with confidence.” “一It’s the kind of stuff that Liddell&Scott define in Latin.”

‘•Bishop’，Lange (Milwaukee diocese) maintains that he owes his position to a proper fetching up in the right atmos­ phere, few Milwaukee weekends, a front seat in classes (at least two seats away from Doc Kelling), and a proper concept of when not to wear his hat.

And then there was the case of "10 Stanza” Keturakat — fine chap, too!

I wonder whom Herbie thinks he’s joshing when he talks so glibly about a 4'purely Platonic relation’’.

Secondary sources have it that coed Miss Schmidt resents being called "Miss Schmidt”. Would you like to have us bring it up at the next faculty meeting, Margie?

I can’t prove that “belting” comes etymologically from the Greek, but I do know that it’s hit an all time high in Greek classes—and that’s for sure! Sometimes what comes from the back of the room sounds like a battery of rapid fire pom-poms, and then again it resembles the desultory booming of heavy trench mortars. Gus Nolting says that tone quality is all important—Billie Zell maintains it’s belts/minute; both agree ‘‘Hotch’’ Hochmut furnishes without doubt the best experi200

RED mental field; Boogie isn’t so bad, except that he’s too puny.

Let’s keep it above board—and belt, Gentlemen, hmmmmmm?

Hapax —

One day last week the Tertianers came back from the reci­ tation building all in a dither—Prof. Schmeling had missed his first class in twenty years—incredible, but true! Now of course that precedent has been broken, hope springs eternal.

Slush Corner •Princess’，the very thought of thee Starts rapid pulsings in my veins, As though of potion I had drunk And charged my blood with liquid fire Suffusing all a rosy pink.

There was a time it was not so, When frills and stuff held not my eye, Nor ankle trim nor gait sedate, 一But that was ’ere I saw their peer, Princess mine, my paragon.

Threat: If driven to it, we can turn this stuff out in mass pro­ duction.

For the life of me I can’t see what Logic and hot beef sandwiches have in common-except maybe something to sink your teeth into. Perhaps you can get it out of Westie—he thinks they go right well together.

We actually overheard a couple Seniors discussing the possibility of introducing a gemiitlicljer 'ilbeub. Silly, weren’t they?

Whanne that Aprille with hise shoures soote— or In the Spring a young man’s fancy— or The Seniors have to memorize the usual eighteen lines of Chaucer. *

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RED They say you can judge a man by his clothes—but if what some of the lads wore the other nite when they piled out for fire drill can be called “clothes”一me genoito. It must require fearfully keen powers of concentration to get to sleep encased in such cacophony! If you hate to hit the cold floor and blearily stagger about for coat and wallet as much as most fellers, about all we can advise is: have your time otherwise occupied till twelve or thereabouts.

Considering its five-note repertoire, the Junior band is doing 0. K. Gawrisch says it’s maddening though, when after the first three notes he always expects them to swing into (c Dark Eyes’’，and they never swing.

Social High-Light

The A-division Greeks recently trooped over to Prof. Franzmann’s for tea. Especially noteworthy were: the refresh­ ments, both as regards quality and quantity; the unique and tasteful decorating and papering of the old Dr. Ott Manor; the model bucking-room upstairs; and the rare entertainment as provided by that up and coming young comedy team, Johnnie and Peter. The only ill effect was sustained by Erv’s supper afterwards—it took a frightful beating.

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ATHLETICS FOR AULD LANGE SYNE 1 year ago—N. W. C. 6; Wheaton 13. Considering the fact that the Goslings were greatly outweighed, they made a very creditable showing. N. W. C. handed undefeated, untied Milton its first defeat, 19-0.

A 20-6 Homecoming victory over Mission finished the season. 22 men were awarded Varsity "N’s”.

5 years ago—The Goslings spoiled Aurora’s Homecoming to the tune of 20-6. “Nibs” Sauer’s four touch­ downs proved the margin of victory over Milton.

A loss to Concordia 19-0, and a 29-0 victory over Mission House ended the year’s football activity.

17 games were on the basketball card.

10 years ago—Dubuque University 7; Northwestern 12. Wartburg 0; Northwestern 56. Milton 6; Northwest­ ern 0. Zimpelmann, Schewe, Raabe, Fredricks, Schwartz, and Kusel formed the nucleus of the basketball team.

15 years ago—Losses to Ripon, Milton, Wisconsin “B”，and Lawrence was all the Goslings could garner although they played good football in nearly every instance.

20 years ago—Ripon 26; N. W. C. 0. Ripon，s roster of 50 players was a bit too strong. N. W. C. 20; Milton 7. All the scoring was done within the last ten minutes. Carrol 41; N. W. C. 6. No more need be said.

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RED 25 years ago—The Military Company was the center of attraction. Olive drab uniforms were intro­ duced to replace the blue uniforms of past years.

Plans were under way to have the Military Band play suitable pieces to accompany the setting up exercises.

30 years ago Northwestern 27; Whitewater 0. Henkel made more yards than the whole Whitewater backfield combined. Rosin was the defensive star.

40 years ago—Since there was no Varsity, the highlight of year was the game between the Seniors and the Sophomores. The Seniors won the game 17-0.

Ernst, Breutzmann, Sauer, and North led the attack for the winners, while Wendland and Mueller starred for the losers.

The Seniors led the touch football league. Although cold weather among other things prevented completion of the schedule, we are convinced that the Seniors would have remained at the top of the pile. We nominate ‘‘Jake’’ Schultz as the year’s most unique player. Not every center can miss his mark by fifteen feet on a certain touchdown play, and do it as gracefully as “Jake” does_____ Indications are that we will have at least a few basketball games this year. Thus far games have been definitely scheduled with Seminary, Whitewater Normal, U. W. Extension, and Mission House, with several others in the making. The men who will wear the Black and Red during the coming year are Schuppenhaur, Zell, Nolting, Hoenecke, W. Nommensen, L. Kolander, Westendorf, Kaesemeyer, Huebner, Schlei and Zessin. The first regularly scheduled game will be played on December 10 against Whitewater Normal on the N. W. C. floor. The intramural league should be in full swing by December 1. Each collegiate class will have one team. Tutor Brick has volunteered to lend his “Janitor Bill” Zell pronounced services to the Sophomores, the bowling alleys ready for use on November 13. Werner’s 209 is the highest Senior score to date.........“Chick” Hoenecke will bear witness that Wiedmann is perhaps the most dangerous man with a billiard cue____ There is, of course, much more to say, but we’ll save that for next month.

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Bazooka, Tank Destroyer

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THE BLACK AND RED Volume XLVII.

Watertown, Wis” December 1943. Number 7

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THE SAND WAS WHITE Lorric Sclialler

The sun was hot一even for the desert, Henri thought.

Its rays struck the bleached sands and rebounded with a myriad quivering demons, to mock the eyes and parch one’s very soul.

Henri attempted a wry grin—but a grimace was all his leathery skin could manage. A fine predicament to be in!—and he a dapper young* captain of the crack Imperial Guards. He glanced down at his riding boots, once immaculate but now scarred and paper-thin, at his sand-caked trousers with their brave purple stripe, at his gold hilted parade sword, now worse than useless. A far cry from that dashing young officer who had marched his company on dress parade last July in the shadow of the pyramids. The 'Little Corporal’ smiled upon the efforts of ambitious young officers, and so Henri found himself accompanying the intrepid Dessaix to attempt the subjugation of upper Egypt to the fifth cataract of the Nile.

Things had gone famously at first—and then they’d run afoul of a tribe of fighting devils who called themselves Sudaneese—won dieu! what could not the general do with a division or two of those black sinners! The last months had been a nightmare too close to reality for comfort, what with night raids, incessant skirmishes, and forced marches against 205

RED their will 0, the wisp tormentors. And then last week his detail had been surrounded and cut down to a man; they had taken jts captain, stripped him of ammunition and head gear, given him a canteen half full of brackish water, and in their devilish cunning set him afoot and bareheaded on the merciless Sahara; for they knew full well, those lusty sons, that nature would effect a torture that would put to shame any crude methods they might devise.

Henri wearily aboutfaced, his left heel automatically grind­ ing the sand, the little slug of water sloshing hollowly against the sides of the canteen. His back trail resembled that of a man who had imbibed promiscuously, blinded his eyes and then, despairing of walking1 in a straight line, had begun looking for short cuts. He chuckled—and the effort almost gagged him.

Any desert urchin could read sign well enough to know it would not be long now—nor were the vultures an exception.

For days those ugly birds had convoyed that solitary speck with a terrible tenacity; now they were wheeling and banking just above the dunes, croaking raucously. Even if he couldn’t cheat them, when the time came he would at least fare better than poor Tityus of old: in an inside pocket of his tunic was an extra charge of powder and ball for his pistol. He patted the spot reassuringly.

Then a surge of nostalgia welled up within him. It must be late December now—perhaps even Christmas time, for all he knew. Henri’s red-rimmed eyes became misty. His thoughts mercifully winged him through the impossible interval, back to the little hamlet of Saarbruecken, in Lorraine. Christmas was a living thing there among those simple folk. You could see it in what they did, what they said. The shop windows were bravely decked out in tinsel and bunting. The aroma of fresh pfeffernuess cookies mixed most agreeably with the crisp air. The silvery notes of choristers hung over the town as they caroled their Adeste Fidelis. And the snow! Feathery fluffy gobs of it floated effortlessly downward, white, cold, pure.

Henri’s senses swam； bis knees buckled. The dunes became drifts of crusty snow, and the wind that etched playfully along their jagged crests was no longer blistering hot. The soft whiteness fascinated him; it beckoned “come wallow in me.

He sank gratefully down, the extra charge of powder and ball forgotten. How natural it seemed to be listening to the ineffable Cherubim Song wafting majestically earthward, and the swish】ng of invisible wings. That was as it should be.

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As a magnificent ship came to life, and began its downward rush to the sea, Miss Helen Tills, of Manitowoc, Wisconsin, smashed a gaily decorated champagne bottle against the hull, naming it, “The U. S. S. Navy Destroyer Escort Tills.” A few moments later the U. S. S. Tills was rocking gently in a quiet sea, one of the most modern and efficient implements of naval power, a fitting tribute and memorial to its namesake.

According to the communiques of December 7, 1941, the southern­ most concentration in the Philippine group, Davao, was the first object­ ive of the Japanese attack in that sector. You will recall that the Japs followed the sun westward from Hawaii to bomb this town of 10,000 people some four hours after Pearl Harbor. It was here, in this insignificant coastal town, that Ensign Tills became the first Ameri­ can officer casualty of the Philip­ pine campaign. I shall briefly re­ count the story as it was given to Miss Victoria Quandt, Ensign Till’s fiancee, by a fellow officer, Lt. Ebbe Ensign Robert Tills of Wisconsin.

The Ensign was in command of a Catalina flying boat when the attack came. He had anchored his ship in the bay, and gone ashore to spend the night there. At about 5:00 a. m. the Japanese struck. Tills took his crew and made for his plane, hoping to get off the water and into the fight. However, before he could get into the air, some twelve dive-bombers closed in on him and strafed the ship. He and his crew fought heatedly, but they were still on the water, and at a hopeless disadvantage.

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Some of the crew managed to get to shore by swimming, but Ensign Tills was shot at his guns, and went down with the burning plane.

Lt. Ebbe, who survived the same attack, returned to the States with the preceeding story and two articles of Robertâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s personal posessions which were salvaged. They are a prayer book and a pair of glasses. The book, marked at Dec. 7th, is a significant memento of an officer who was devoted to his God as well as his country.

Miss Victoria Quandt, Miss Helen Tills, the sister of Ensign Tills, and the parents attended the launching. Upon arrival they were duly escorted by the military to the shipyards. As a remembrance of the occasion, Miss Tills received a handsome silver bowl, engraved with the data of the day, and the shattered remains of the once effervescent champagne bottle. The occa­ sion was not lacking in ceremony.

Our special interest in Robert Tills stems from the fact that many of our readers remember him as an intimate friend and fellow student at Northwestern. He was of the class of 1939.

R. A. R.

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18S5 1943

Dr. J. H. Otfc

The library is a changing place these days. Since the middle of September, we have missed such timeless objects as that multi-holed map-case, mecca for mice and missing material, which used to stand near the door, and make entrance a feat of circumnavigation. Do you remember the yellow secretarybookcase that once housed countless dog-eared bills and receipts, blotters innumerable, and, to be sure, the records of our father’s diploma-predicates? That too is gone. It has retired to the staff room, there to bear the volumes that our fathers once produced for the Black and Red. In its place stands an un­ weaned child of this age—an “office desk,” a haughty thing, glistening in oak veneer, secure with its four locked drawers, and prophetic, perhaps, of an equally efficient Dewey-decimal library.

Where the map-case once stood there is now a fresh series of book stacks to contain the expanding bookstore stocks.

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It is even rumored that we may expect some stain for the floor and paint for the walls.

Before this period of reconstruction and replacement, the basement rooms were crowded with hundreds of worthless books, duplicate copies and obsolete titles. About 400 of these were sold at an auction (Keturakat, our auctioneer, popularized the 1922 Lutheran World Almanac), and the rest went for junk.

Professors Kiessling, Eickmann, and Kowalke, the library staff, spent many a fascinating evening evaluating and sorting hundreds of books. Big books. Small books. Manuals of penmanship__ composition practice___ Latin grammars----after dinner speeches, 1896__ The German Enigma___ magic __ romance___Emily Post (should we or shouldnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t we), and everything else that never merited entry into the library proper.

The spaces this evacuation left are now granting the overworked stacks new air and shoulder room.

For the expanding forces, a basement room is now being prepared with a new floor, plaster, and shelves. The theological library will be transferred here from its present closet in the shadow of the first floor staircase. This excellent collection, which is especially complete in Lutheran biography and Biblical Greek, has long deserved a properly heated and accessible room.

Mr. Raymond C. Lenz

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RED If the school is able to continue its improvements at the present rate, the day is coming when the local topography will encourage extensive browsing and reference work rather than make it something of a pioneering effort. The interest is there.

I’ve often seen that. But the proposed browsing from a ladder is a bit too much for even the most inveterate of browsers.

With the resignation of Doctor Ott, the library has seen its greatest change in fifty-eight years. In his 82nd year, the Doctor left a library which, in his hands, has grown from a motley assortment of a few hundred books to an organized collection of over 21,000 volumes.

When Dr. Ott graduated from Northwestern in 1885, he was immediately called to teach here. It was at this time that he began our present library. Since the early ‘‘70’s’’ Dr. Ernst had been accumulating certain books for college use, and he now turned them over to the Doctor’s hands, glad to be rid of them.

Then Dr. Ott’s remarkable foresight and ability exhibited itself. He was totally inexperienced in library practice and had no training whatsoever for that work. Yet he devised a system of classification and record that is still in operation! He took some features that he had seen at Amherst, and combined them with his own ideas. Although he envisioned a library of perhaps 5,000 volumes at the most, his system is still carrying a weight four times that great. For the card index he used the arrangement followed in such German universities as Halle, where he took his degree. This arrangement he regrets to this day because of its cumbersome nature.

The book register tells an interesting story. In May, 1895, the first book was officially recorded. It was the Histoire des Suisses, Traduite de V Allemand.

The same register records the fire of 1894 which virtually de­ stroyed the recitation hall and most of the books, especially the theology, which was then quartered in a third floor room. The fire broke out the day after the Doctor returned from his wed­ ding trip, ready to resume his library work. That work turned out to be a tragic one. Instead of entering books, he supervised a student brigade which saved the records and some of the 211

RED books which they scooped indiscriminately from the nearest shelves. The number of books lost is not recorded.

Since the fire, the story is an uneventful annal of progress, brightened by occasional donations of books and money.

Although the Doctor has officially retired, he is still graciously volunteering his services in the technical aspects of the library work. This is very fortunate, because a library such as ours, with a scattered nature and quaint system, would certainly present a difficult problem to the new librarian.

A member of the class of 1933 (commercial), Mr. Raymond Lenz, is now in charge of the bookstore and library. Although Mr. Lenz is new to most of us, he has already won our apprecia­ tion and affection. He came to an extremely difficult situation and displayed a high degree of aptitude in practical organiza­ tion. You all know what a hectic rush invades the bookstore during the first days of the term. Well, Mr. Lenz invaded at the same time, with very little of a preview. He did a good job. Since then he has been modernizing the stock of the store.

For outdated material he has substituted the current fashion.

For the old shelves he has built new.

Kindly address donations and all other library business to Mr. Lenz in care of the College Bookstore.

Reim A CHRISTMAS TRAGEDY Ph. Hensel

Joe Walker shuffled down the road that leads from a midwestern town. Tramp that he was, he had nobody to visit in a strange place, so he headed for the country, out into the flats and to the hills that lie beyond them.

It was a blustery night. Indeed, it was Christmas Eve, and enough snow had already fallen to set a record in the community. On either side of the furroughed roadway were banks of snow so high that they looked like chalk cliffs, and above them the crossbars of telephone posts protruded like so many crosses in a long-extended cemetery.

Joe was accustomed to the hard life of tramps, but for all that, he had experienced happier Christmas Eves in his life.

On this night he was crestfallen. Back in town he had been refused a bite to eat by a crabby cook. His appetite was 212

RED spoiled by that, since he had planned on a little more for supper than his usual tinned chili. And here he was, going nowhere in particular, with nothing to look forward to, least of all to a holiday celebration.

“Not a blinkin’ light to go by,” Joe mumbled to himself.

“Nosir, there ain’t even a star in the sky, an’ it’ll likely be snowin’ afore I get anywheres. Man! years ago I would of been to home on Christmas, an, Ma would of roasted a patridge for mg’n Alferd. Two of them even. I could grind up a hull one by myself right now. Hulloa! A light up on that there slope?”

Joe stopped talking to himself, and considered how he might get up the hill to the house he spied. There was no shoveled path, and a barbed wire fence enclosed the section of land from which the light appeared. The snow began to fall, covering Joe and the landscape with a white down. He drew his coat more tightly about him and with some difficulty climbed over the fence. A quarter of an hour later he reached his objective.

“Now there’s a house for yuh,” he said aloud. “Ten rooms in’t if there’s a closet.” The black outlines of the building showed that it was one of those monstrous box-dwellings such as are found scattered throughout the countryside, designed by some unimaginative architect of questionable skill. Joe came nearer, and then stood before the entrance. He could hear nothing. He knocked once and waited till the cold made his feet feel numb. At his second knock the door was opened by a young girl who had a child in her arms. Two little boys tugged at one of her hands. She looked drawn and pale. The tramp began with a friendly “G’devening! Is the Misses to home?”

The girl did not answer, but burst into tears as she hid herself behind the door. Joe was distressed. The warmth of the wood range he saw tempted him to enter, but the depressing atmos­ phere made him want to leave. Before he could decide what to do, a cheerful voice bade him step inside. "A happy Christmas to ye,” a woman called brightly, “and sit yourself down on the stool next ’the stove. Ye must be nearly froze from the wind.

Wisht we could offer ye something to warm your vitals with, but all our preserves went up in ice, an，our potatoes is spoilt 213

RED from th’ frost. But there, I figger we could cook up a bit of colfee fer ye.”

Joe stomped the snow from his old galoshes, made his way to the stool and sat down, quite taken aback by such an un­ expected stream of sunshine. He thanked the woman and be­ gan to study the two rooms in which the family seemed to be living. The arc light of a gas lamp suspended from the ceiling hurt his eyes.

A broad arch provided an opening between the rooms, and in it stood the stove. No less than seven children sat about, listlessly playing at jacks or leaning against the walls. The girl who opened the door gradually calmed herself, and was now preparing a potful of barley-coffee. The woman, having gone into the basement to fetch something, returned with a jar of canned vegetables, and set it on the floor near the stove in order to thaw out its frozen contents.

It would have been a hard thing for any one to perceive just what the circumstances were. And Joe Walker scratched his unshaven face, unable to imagine why this household behaved as it did. It was Christmas Eve, and yet there was no yule spirit to be noticed at all. After a short silence, during which the various odors of cramped company and of barley-coffee entered his system, Joe spoke.

“Sure is enough snow this winter. Mister’s outside I s’pose?” The woman answered quickly, ‘‘No, that he ain’t.

He’s went to the hospital to care for his wife. She’s downright sick, y’see, and I’m here to help out with the youngsters. No, he ain’t outside.’’

“Well now, that’s too bad,” interjected Joe, “and on Christ­ mas besides! She’ll get better though. I kin feel it clear down into my shoes, she’ll get better, you wait and see! Say, this is a purty big place yuh got here. Don’t like the other rooms, don’t yuh?”

“Oh sure, they’re fine rooms, only they’re cold as a barn.

Jest have a look at these here kitchen windows.” Some of the cheeriness left her voice as the woman said this. “The kids got the frost all punched up with finger holes. Best we can do is get these two rooms warm. As to the rest, well, they’re good for sleeping in. Now Margaret, that coffee is done. Pour the man out a cup. Here he’s been settin’ so patient for it all along.”

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Peter kept on peering. “Pa’s coming,” he repeated, remaining solemnly at his post.

The tramp had not drunk out his grain brew before there was a crunching to be heard from the outside, as of boots pressing on a floor of snow. Peter ran to the door and opened it, crying out, “Here you are, Pa! I knew you were coming. I knew it, didn’t I，Margaret?”

The master of the house came in and slumped into a chair, his head falling into two trembling hands. Peter put his arms about his father’s neck and whispered, ‘‘Is she dead?’’

“Dead.”

TWAS THE NIGHT........

Don

’Twas the night before Christmas Vacation, and all Through the Dorm not a fight, not even a brawl; The preps were all sleeping in bed undisturbed; None singing, none chanting, not even Biff Herb.

I came in at ten, and the office was closed— Apparently Del had vacated his post.

I walked down the hallways, to left and to right And soon was confronted with this awful sight: None were at their desks, none were at their lessons, And worst of it all, none were in bull sessions!

Quoth I to myself, “But one answer can be: Professor’s given them all a night free.”

And so, all bepuzzled, I hied me to bed, For there I might rest this befuddled old head.

I opened the door, so as not to make noise That might wake up Gerald and the other two boys.

But they were not there, not even a prep!

(And at sneaking out he’s no bit adept.)

Confused as before, or yet a bit more, I dashed through the hall, through the studyroom door; The calendar told me, one day late I’d run一 This was the day that vacation’d begun!

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RED BAZOOKA, TANK DESTROYER P. Jankn

Most of us have heard of the armyâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s latest weapon, the bazooka, which proved itself so successful as a tank destroyer.

The government has finally released some information concerning this revolutionary invention.

Basically, the bazooka is a light metal tube open at both ends, slightly more than four feet long and a little less than three inches in diameter. At its middle is fastened a wooden stock which the firer places against his shoulder. Ahead of this is another grip which he grasps with both hands as he takes aim.

Normally, two soldiers form a bazooka team, but in an emergency one can fire it alone. The firer carries, aims, and fires, while the loader carries the projectiles and loads the weapon. This is how the bazooka is operated: first, the firer tests the battery circuit by pressing the trigger several times.

If a small bulb in the stock lights up, everything is in working order. Secondly, the loader grasps a rocket, which is the projectile, by the tail and inserts its head into the tube. Then he removes the safety pin from the fuse and pushes the rocket into the tube until a latch at the breech catches on a notch in the fins, which are fastened to the tail of the missile. Then he connects a contact wire from the rocket to a contact spring on the tube, and everything is ready to fire.

The firer then takes aim and presses the trigger. The electric circuit is closed, and the rocketâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s propelling charge is ignited. This produces a powerful jet of gas which shoots from the rear of the tube and launches the rocket. No recoil is felt by the firer, but the loader must take care not to stand behind the weapon when it is being fired. It can be fired from a prone, sitting, kneeling, or standing position.

The head of the rocket projectile contains a powerful explosive. This is what does all the damage. The explosion will knock out a tank with a single shot; it will shatter pillboxes and blast down thick stone walls. One instance in Sicily is worth noting: bazooka-armed soldiers destroyed six German Mark VI tanks their first morning in action.

The bazooka is not an entirely new idea. In the first World War Dr. Robert H. Goddard experimented with rocket weapons 216

RED and developed a similar weapon, but it was never very success­ ful. Even in 1800 a rocket was invented; it was called the Congreve rocket. The British fleet used it against Fort Me Henry in Baltimore Harbor. It was immortalized in a line of The Star Spangled Banner that mentions “the rockets* red glare.” The modern weapon’s name was inspired by Bob Burns’ famous “bazooka,” which it resembles in appearance.

THE ASININITY OF MAGNANIMITY Tuch Albrecht

I’ll never make another promise—especially not to the editor. He’s a hard man, he is. Just because I took a wellearned rest during the month of November, our primus intei' pares forced me, on my honor (?), to promise hi m some kind of contribution for the usually desperately lean December issue of the B. & R. His strong, insistent arguments together with the fact that the incident occurred several weeks before the December deadline easily persuaded me to make this foolish promise. And I didn’t promise only to attempt, but to produce!

So here I sit in the wee hours of the morning, a week after the deadline, still trying desperately to preserve my already dubiously honorable reputation. Even Westendorf’s editorial won’t bring a Flusz. Ain’t I in a pickle?

Ideas come. But what ideas! One short sentence com­ pletely exhausts each one from every point of view. One may start developing, but an ever-recurring thought crowds into its place.—The other day I won the first billiard game of my career. I licked Ed. Greve by eight points. And that one game has forever ruined his reputation as perhaps one of the best blonde billiard players in the Wisconsin Synod.

With a terrific effort I managed to expel this thought from my mind, but it seems to have penetrated into every pigeon hole of my brain, enveloped, amoeba-like, the contents, and dragged them along out. Whatever isn’t on paper is gone for­ ever. Sad? Finally my purged brain readily forced open its rusty, rattling portals and permited the entrance of a few extremely literary and sagacious but disgustingly unpromising thoughts:一 A sign in a new-fangled dentist office: 217

RED Ordinary dentist’s work is pitiless; Ours is pitiful.

-----He’s the kind of guy that causes friction every time he rubs elbows with someone.

-----Descending degrees of wise men: 1. One who knows it all but thinks he knows nothing.

2. One who knows much but thinks he knows nothing.

3. One who knows little but thinks he knows nothing.

4. One who thinks he knows nothing and is absolutely right.* ----- 1 wish I could mispronounce with the confidence of a radio announcer.* He hasn’t driven me to drink, but it would probably have been more humane. Ain’t editors cruel?

"ROSE IS A ROSE IS A ROSE IS A ROSE.”一SOMETIMES Marcus Albrecht

Oh, this is a sad story. It really is sad, ’cause hearts were broken and had to be mended again, and that is sad. It’s about love, young love.

Jake and Tillie were whatfmost people would call a bachelor and an old maid, but they were still really young, although Jake was already nigh unto forty and Tillie, well, it was hard to say, but one could call her thirty-five and not be kidding.

Both had lived their quiet, bashful lives and maybe would have kept on being just ordinary folks if it hadn’t been for the war. A war plant, jobs for anybody, gave them their chance too. Well, then came tire and gas rationing and share-the-ride plans. That’s how Jake and Tillie met. They rode in Jake’s car.

After a couple of months Tillie didn’t sit way over by the door anymore but found out that it was much more comfortable to move the lunch pails from the middle of the seat and to put them by the door instead of herself. Well, this made Jake’s heart pound in his throat. He really wasn，t used to such stuff but he liked it. He knew it was his turn to make the next move, but just what he should do he didn’t know. And then he thought of the old manners book his Ma always put on the front room table beside the family Bible. He could find something in •Plagiarized

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RED there for sure about courting and just what a person should do so it would be right. The book was a life-saver. Sure, right under “Court With Care and Propriety and a Good Wife Your Reward Shall Be’’ he found what he wanted. Roses, red roses, give her those first. That would be a sign. And then white roses, that would be the last step before the bended knee. So he sent Tillie some red roses.

She didn’t come to work the next day. And the day after the lunch pails went back to the middle of the seat, and Tillie wouldn’t say a word but sat in her corner with dry eyes and a stiff mouth. She just wouldn’t say a thing.

Tillie had been reading her manners book, too, and red roses in her book meant a proposal, and such boldness her tender and bashful spirit could not endure. Why, if Jake was that kind of a guy who didn’t even have any ettykett in him but was so coarse and rash so as to propose after knowing her only six months, she didn’t want him and she’d just as soon be an old maid and live with a cat. He could just go.

And so Jake and Tillie went to work every day and came back every night, sitting stiffly beside the lunch pails, which first had been a harbinger of budding love and now had become the sign of broken hearts, and all because roses aren’t roses.

Gee, I wish Jake and Tillie could get back together.

February 29, 1944. Today Jake and Tillie were married.

How did it happen? Look at that date again. Tillie decided roses were roses and red ones were only blushing white ones, and besides what modern girl doesn’t go after her man? After all, one must be practical, mustn’t one, Tillie? A man is a man is a man is a man—always.

ITS AN ART! M. N. H.

Something which every one likes to hear is a joke—partic­ ularly if it’s a good one. It may be long or it may be short, but whatever it’s length, people always have time for a good laugh—especially in these times. Matter of fact, it’s healthy 219

RED to laugh much and often (or so the doctors would have us believe)! Be that as it may, the fact remains that there are jokes and there are jokes. Some when told provoke only a slight smile; others again “roll ’em in the aisles”； some can be told in mixed company, others only at men’s stag smokers; some are political in nature, others again deal with domestic affairs; but whatever the title or content, much depends upon the manner of presentation, how the joke is ‘‘put across’’，and that is what is going to be discussed in the :paragraphs to follow.

The art of successfully telling a funny story depends, much like everything else, upon knowledge. Applied specifically to the realm of jokes, this means that the more you know about your subject, the better chance you have of being really entertaining. Two men can tell the same joke, and whereas the audience of the first will only smile politely, that of the other will get a big kick out of it. What does the second man have that the first lacks? They both told the same story, didn’t they? Why then two different reactions? Well, you may say, the story was told to two different persons; the one had a sense of humor, and the other did not. I don’t think so!

Rather, the first depended too much upon the joke per se; whereas the other narrator knew the rules, he had technique, finesse! You all know the fellow who starts out by saying, “It seems there were two Irishmen, Pat and Mike, and—oh, I for­ got to tell you they also had a parrot which—well, anyway, these two Irishmen—.’’ Compare him with Senator Ford on the ‘‘Can you top this?” program (Saturday nights, 8:30 p. m., WTMJ), and you will see what I mean.

Every funny story, regardless of size, has only two parts: the body and the punch line. Neither can be told alone, but the first must supplement the other. Telling an interesting mass of detail, and then forgetting, or worse still, bungling the punch line, is nothing： short of criminal; the expectation exceeds the realization, and the hearer experiences an awful let down.

From this follows the first axiom of the successful joke artist; know the funny story, joke, or anecdote well. The better you know every detail and succession in the story, the more it be­ comes second nature for you to rattle it off almost without 220

RED thinking, the better you will be able to concentrate on the finer points of delivery.

By a simple process of subtraction we find that after the body of the joke has been removed, what we have left is the punch line. The punch line is something which a good friend of yours and mine would illustrate as the “Hoehepunkt” or “Klimax” with appropriate gestures. It is to a funny story what a match is to gunpowder, what strong drink is to some people, what whipped cream is to a super-dooper banana split; it sets off the laughter, affects the senses, and adds the finish­ ing touch. Used judiciously by an expert it makes the joke; bungled by an amateur, it breaks it. As an example of this, I am going to tell a joke, but neglect to include the punch line; see what happens.

Ginsberg’s wife had insomnia; she tried everything, but nothing helped. At last a friend suggested that she get a canary; perhaps its singing would soothe her. So Ginsberg went to a pet shop and listened to a lot of canaries; oh, he must have listened to two dozen at least. Finally he found one. He took it home, and the missus slept fine for the first time in years. Next morning Ginsberg got up early; he wanted to thank this bird personally; and as he looked at it, he saw that it had only one leg. Enraged, he took it back and said, “Vot’s the big idea, sellink me this bird vit only one leg?”

The storekeeper looked at Ginsberg and said, ‘‘Leesten, mine frand, • ” Do you see what I mean? (For those of you who would really like to hear what the storekeeper said that was so funny, unless you’ve heard the joke before, the last line is to be found in quotation marks at the bottom of this article).

Incidentally also, the preceding paragraph can serve as an illustration for Rule 2: Don’t, don’t, be too hasty with the punch line!

Up to this point we have been chiefly concerned with the positing of rules, and the two already given are really all there are; but at least one more very desirable attribute to the telling of jokes ought at least to be mentioned here, and that is the use of expression. The joke quoted above, for example, would lose much in the telling if some name other than the one given were used, or if the character spoke perfect English instead of dialect; much is lost as it is by the very fact that the 221

RED story must be printed! The eye and ear, together with our imagination, add much more than we realize to joke appeal, and lucky is the man to whom nature has given the gift of mimicry and imitation. Therefore, if the joke is told in one of the many dialects, try to to imitate it; if the funny story depends upon a peculiar twist of a word or phrase, make the most of it; sometimes a gesture here or a gesture there can do more than a whole line; use it!

Thus I hope I have defended the title of my article with some measure of success. One who has mastered the art will find himself amply repaid in the satisfaction that will be his when he has told a joke successfully.

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RED STOLEN FROM THE COLLEGE CATALOG Bad Eyes

ANNUAL CALENDAR Note, September 20, 1943: A rigorous athletic programme has been enforced. We read, “Opening exercises in the gym­ nasium at 2:00 p. m.”

Note, June 8, 1944: The closing of the school year is observed in a commencement day.

THE CURRICULM The curriculum in the Collegiate Department extends through four to six years, this being determined by the abilities of the individual students to pass by the courses, leading to or being led to the degree of Bachelor of Arts. As the term implies, most students do not marry for another three years, at least!

LATIN 1—Lively Books, 21 and 22.

2—Tacit Germany; Plenty Letters; De Amoritia.

3—Open to all. Especially open to Seniors and Juniors on proper footing.

GREEK Course B—After three years of hard study in Greek, the students are comforted with Plato’s Apology.

Course A—Six tragedies are to be read in transition.

ENGLISH 1一English and American composition are studied. Text, “Union Now.” 4一This is a major Subject, but optional. You may Chaucer or not.

GERMAN 4—Weh dem, der fliegt!

HEBREW 4—Ornithology completed. Students are given the bird.

HISTORY “Under the supervision of the instructor, the students have access to the library.”

COMMERCIAL DEPARTMENT ‘‘Students who have graduated from a High School can spend one or two years very profitably in the Commercial Depart­ ment.” Entrance Requirements: Expulsion from Eighth grade or its equivalent.

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RED A CHRISTMAS COMEDY Ph. Hensel

Old man Bimmel was the sexton of Dreifaltigkeit’s. He had been that for many years, and the sight of him poking- around the church grounds was common to all the good farmerfolk round about. His chief value in the opinion of most of his neighbors was that he rang Dreifaltigkeifs. mighty bell at six o’clock every Saturday evening, when housewives one and all scurried, onto kit­ chen chairs to synchronize the clocks they had inherited from their late grandfathers. And true it was that no clock ever was more regular than Louie Bimmel.

From the first he had been more in love with the church properties than with his faithful wife, who really was as much to be thanked for the old gentleman's punctuality as he himself was.

For it was she that awakened him from his afternoon nap in time to get the bell rung, and again on Sunday morning1，it was she who got him bundled off in time to fire the church furnaces, so that none should suffer from the cold at ten o’clock services. But she was a good sparrow, and stayed indoors with her yarn and needles while her Louie both did and took the honors.

Every Sunday morning there was a bi^ fuss in i Bimmel’s house, which stood in the shadow of Dreifaltigkeit’s high walls and steeple. It was the same story week after week, especially in the wintertime. Long before dawn Mrs. Bimmel shook the old fellow and called a shrill “Louie, get up once!” And the ungrateful janitor invariably did nothing- more than squint at his pocket watch, holding it up by its shoe-string in the dim light of the bed­ room, and 容ro'vl, "Na, vot time iss it already? Four? Ach, voman, if you coult yust learn to call me by times, but ... ”，and with that he piled into his blue denim overalls and jacket, scowling- like a brown bear.

• His bad humor tagged after him into the kitchen, where coffee and oatmeal were cooking merrily over a hot stove. Rub­ bing his sleepy eyes with a knotted fist, his only comment on the breakfast was, **Dis coffee iss ^oodt for not’in’ too.” Next in or­ der was to fill a corncob, don fur cap and overcoat, and open the door to leave for his official duties. Before he was quite gone, however, as he lit his pipe, he gave his wife a last order between puffs: “You ken* ring up da minister for da himes. I got to put dem numbers up on da bill-board, y’know.” Every Sunday, I say, as regularly as his Saturday night bell-ringing.

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RED needed closer attention. The bell had a busier schedule than other­ wise, and it delighted the sexton’s heart to be able to rin釔 the thing so often and so exactly on time.

Everyone knew this. All the parishioners were aware of it, and the parochial school children no less, and that was the pity of it. Most of the pupils were able to behave themselves, but there was one who was not, the one in fact of whom a good deal might have been expected. His name was Felix Schreistimm, the pastor's eldest, to whom the ladies aid referred, before the pastor arrived at their meeting-, as a ‘reguly divil’. He was that, indulging in the most unspeakable behavior imaginable. All told, he wa.s an ill-mannered urchin of the worst order, and the bad part of it was that his pranks generally caused pandemonium. He even mis­ behaved (luring services. While his father was preaching, he would make grimaces at him, and thus cause the pastor, who had a thimbleful of wit in him, to laugh outright in his sermon, or cause him to order his son across the street to the parsonage, there to be dealt with later.

Felix was acc|uainted with old Bimniel’s pride, and one Decenibcr the rascal decided to reduce it to humility.

The bi^ problem was to procure Louie’s watch, the one with a shoestrinq- tied to it. As far as Felix could see, there was but one time when this might be possible, namely, on the afternoon of the last ladies’ aid meeting before Christmas Eve. With Mrs. Bimmel serving Kaffeekuchcn in the church basement, and Mr. Bimmel taking his nap, the job would not present any diffi­ culties. Playing truant from school was Felix’ habit.

So it came about that the janitor’s watch was set back by half an hour on December Twenty-fourth, the ladies having assenibled to fill candy sacks on that very day.

The whole community thought it peculiar that Bimmel, af­ ter forty years of six o'clock ringing, had in his old age begun to ring the bell at six-thirty, changing- the accepted practice on Christ­ mas Eve of all eves. Yet, what was to come was to be far more shocking.

The time of evening song- services was set at half past seven, and since it was a special occasion, no one could maintain an even keel. The minister was nervous, and the two school inarms acted like excited geese. They lived by the clock as much as did Louie, so that when the appointed hour had arrived and Louie was not to be seen under the belfry, they were in hysterics. Had he for­ gotten that the bell gave their charges the signal to begin the procssion into the church ? He was too old to handle his job, they said. Much too old. They would bring- up the matter at the an• nual meeting.

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The church was filled to capacity, mainly because all those who did not make a custom of attending worship otherwise were there on this night, as they would also 1)e on Easter morning, The lights were on. The school children were on their marks. But Louie was nowhere around. The teachers, both impatient and angry, could wait no longer. The service therefore began on time, without the accompaniment of the bell, and a black cloud of dis­ appointment fell onto the crowd. They whispered to one another, “It ain’t the way it used to be.”

Poor Pastor Schreistimm! Felix ruined his Sunday sermons with grimaces. But tonight he began his address in high hopes of not being disturbed until he should have finished. He had no such good fortune, for no sooner had he uttered, “Tonight we shall discover just why we celebrate Christmas” than his voice was com­ pletely drowned out by the pealing- of the bell. Louie was ringing precisely thirty minutes late.

Into the sacristy dashed the pastor, there to weep bitter tears into the friendly folds of his old 兄own that hung limply on a hook. One of the school teachers mounted the organ bench and began to play a postlude in order to make the best of the awful situation. Things were much worse when she fainted dead away over the organ, her feet spread over at least six pedal keys, and no telling on how many of the manual keys her torso was pressing.

The other teacher had got hold of Louie’s ear and mustache, and the noise that poured forth from the sexton’s cubicle was not to be described. Then one by one the congregation left for home, some perplexed and sick at heart, others feeling the merrier for it all.

Felix Schreistimm^ conscience weighed heavy upon him, and that all the more when he discovered a new pocketwatch among his Christmas gifts. He was roundly whipped after he had confessed his crime, had his gift put away, and was sent to bed.

Louie Binimel’s Christmas was utterly spoiled. He was broken hearted over his failure until he learned the cause of it.

His heart mended quickly, and then boiled over in red rage. Now if Felixy had not been thrashed a second time, in Louie’s presence, and if the congregation had not given him a raise in salary be­ sides a vote of confidence, he would surely have joined Freundlichkeit s Gemeinde and left Dreifaltigkeit’s flat, because there are some things that a person can swallow, and some that one can not.

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Jhrtnrtal Christmas, 1943 HIS year the customary festive spirit of Christmastide will again be chilled by the grim aspect of a nation at war.

Many will carry on with a semblance of cheer in the hope that the family circle will again be complete as it gathers around the Christmas tree next year or the year after. But for some there is not even this hope to brighten the Christmas scene. Already they have been informed that some dear one will never return.

Daily the casualty list intones its mounting total. Today it reports: Dead—25,742, Wounded—35,907, Missing—32,881, Prisoners—26,820. Tomorrow there will be more.

We all know what this means—an absent loved one whose jollity will be missed in the holiday preparations, whose customary seat in the church pew will be vacant at the Christ­ mas service, whose voice will not join in singing the favorite 227

RED Christmas hymns and carols, whose name will not be called at the distribution of gifts, whose chair at the family table will be empty. It is only natural that the gaiety of the holiday season should be dampened under such circumstances.

After the last war thoughts such as these drove many to the brink of despair. They turned for consolation to the quackery of Spiritualism, seeking peace where there was no peace. Instead of accepting the peace the angels proclaimed on the fields of Bethlehem men sought it in what they imagined were messages from their loved ones who had died. They pre­ ferred the lies of Satan or fake mediums to the glorious truths of the Christmas message. It will undoubtedly be so again.

The mystery of God become incarnate, suffering, dying to ransom sinful men and rising again in glory is too profound for human reason. The inner, spiritual peace which fills the hearts of those whom God in His love has brought to faith in His Son surpasses their understanding, and therefore they do not want it. Because they do not understand the real import of the Christmas message, it offends them.

The Christian too will be more serious this Christmas, especially if death has reached into his home. But inwardly he will find joy and comfort in the message of Jesus’ birth. It will give him renewed strength to perform his daily tasks with complete trust in God as to the future. He will pray for a speedy end to the war if it be God’s will. For he knows that man’s destiny rests in God’s hands. And when it comes, he will accept peace among the nations of the world as an unde­ served gift of God, even as he now accepts the spiritual peace which the Babe in the manger at Bethlehem brings as an example of God’s goodness, of His power, His wisdom, and love.

Wilbert Gawrisch

A Sequence for Christmas............

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E have reproduced in this issue a portion of a Christmas sequence. A few words about the origin of the sequence and its part in the liturgy of the Mass might therefore not be amiss.

The sequence as a part of the liturgy has been dropped from our service. We have, however, in our hymnal several 228

RED hymns which are translations of Latin sequences such as No. 191, Christ the Lord Is Risen Today which is the Easter sequence Victimae Paschali Laudes, No. 227, Come, Holy Ghost, in Love, the Golden sequence for Whitsunday, Veni Sancte Spirihis, and No. 607, Day of Wrath, 0 Day of Mourning, the sequence used in the Mass for the dead, Dies Irae, Dies Ilia. The Dies Irae is generally recognized to be the masterpiece of medieval Latin poetry.

The three stanzas of Laetabundus which we have repro­ duced are merely a selection from the twelve this sequence has.

The author of Laetabundus is unknown, but its date has been fixed at about 1000 A. D. The complete text can be found in The Oxford Book of Medieval Latin Verse and the entire plainsong melody in The English Hymnal. Since it "belongs to the Middle Ages, the music is of course modal. Modal music at first hearing sounds strange to our ears because its scales are different from those we use today. But one who is willing to reserve judgment until he has become more intimately acquainted with it will, I think, find in modal music a depth and beauty hard to equal. A person who likes Russian or Oriental music will probably appreciate it more readily than one who does not.

Instead of one tune to which all stanzas of a hymn are sung this sequence has a different melody for every two stanzas. In others every stanza is sung to a different melody. The reason for this variety lies in the origin of the sequence.

In the old Roman Church it was customary to sing the Alleluia as long as the breath of the singer held out. The melodies for these extended alleluias were for the most part handed down in the church by oral tradition. Not only were these in danger of being corrupted, but the singers also found it difficult to remember the melodies, and so certain catch words were devised to help them remember the intricate series of notes. Soon a prose text which followed the lines of music was provided for the entire melody. Every note of the melody was sung to one syllable of the text. These were called “proses.”

Notker Balbulus, the “Stammerer” of St. Gall who died in 912, is thought by some historians to have been one of the first to fit words to the neumes of the final alleluia in the Gradual.

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RED tion which was invented shortly after Gregory the Great (590).

It was extremely difficult to master because it employed a vast variety of strange characters written above the syllables to which the notes were to be sung. It is thought quite probable that Notker Balbulus was the author of the Cantemus Cuncti for the Epiphany of Christ.

Julian, who is ranked as an authority because of his monumental Dictionary of Hymnology，and Gillman from whose Evolution of the English Hymn I shall quote, report the origin of the sequence as follows: “In the Church of St. Gall, at certain intervals in the services, it was customary for the choir to lengthen out the closing syllable of the Alleluia, sometimes to the extent of fifty or a hundred notes. Apparently, also, in spite of the choir-school, the singing was far from perfect, for we read that sometimes it sounded like ‘a great roar, as though carts were tumbling down steps headlong.’ Notker set about improving this state of affairs. Fortunately for him, a visitor came to St. Gall from the French monastery of Jumieges, where the difficulty with the singing of the Alleluia had been overcome by the simple device of fitting words to each note.* This Notker proceeded to do for his own monastery.

His sequences at first met with opposition, but the Emperor was on his side, and soon a series, adapted to nearly all the festivals of the Church’s year, was produced.”

Others, however, deny that this form of medieval poetry and music was derived from the alleluiatic jubilations and that Notker Balbulus can be credited with the first organization and composition of sequences. They seek to trace them to the ancient Greek nome or the sacred lore of the druids. They do, however, admit that St. Notker brought the sequence to its first stage of classical completion.

The next natural step was that these texts should be written in regular meter. And therewith the name “prose” gave way to “sequence,” so called because in the liturgy they were sung after the Epistle as a continuation of the Gradual.

The meter can be called regular in the sense that corresponding lines of pairs of stanzas are isosyllabic.

Our Laetabundus, which comes from a somewhat later period, has a still more regular metrical scheme than the earlier • An Irish monk, Moengal, is also reported to have given Notker a pattern sequence.

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RED sequences. Its scansion* is accentual, and we find plentiful rhyme, though it is not quite systematic. It belongs to the period in which composers in Swiss and French monasteries be­ gan to compose the music as well as the text. The result was “a piece of original poetry set to an original tune of a simple, hymnlike, syllabic nature.” From them developed a torrent of syllabic sequence poetry which because of the increased use of rhyme approached the nature of a hymn.

Sequences are sometimes called “tropes.” This is the name given to interpolations which were made in the church chant. In place of singing the word “Kyrie” to a whole phrase of notes, the chanters dissolved the phrase and interpolated an appositive such as “rex genitor ingenite.” Each note was then sung to only one syllable. In this sense the sequence could be called a trope to the Alleluia.

Pope Pius V after the Council of Trent limited the use of sequences to the few which are still in use on the high festivals: Victimae Paschali, Veni Sancte Spiritus, Lauda Sion, Stabat Mater，and Dies Irae. While we have inherited a little of the treasure of the sequence through translation, he who sings them for himself in private will find the beauty of the gem enhanced by the poetic quality of the Latin original and the modal nature of the music in which they were composed.

Wilbert Gawrisch

Vocal Culture............

S the heading should indicate, I shall not contrive a course in A elocution. Neither do I wish to sell you the course. Permit me to say that I am convinced that elocution is important, and therefore I want you to be of the same conviction. Hence this article will only tell the advantages of voice culture, why it should be practiced.

We begin with a question, namely, what is elocution? Elo­ cution is the art of vocal expression. Its principles form a science, the application an art. It is the first and most important step to persuasive speech.

Why train the voice? Now I shall present the advantages to be derived. There are physical advantages resulting from • The verses we have reproduced are trochaic monometer and dimeter acatalectic.

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RED voice culture. Surely no one would decline to accept a better physique or better health. The erect posture, expanded chest, deep breathing and other vocal gymnastics, carefully and sys­ tematically practiced, contribute to the vigor and pliancy of the muscles, the arterial circulation and to a healthful exhilaration of the whole system. "The care and training of the vocal organs with attention to those hygienic rules required by the elocutionist, tend to arrest the progress of pulmonary disease, which in fatality, probably exceeds all others,” says E. P. Thwing. The work we can do, I believe, depends more on wind than on our muscle. That is why good athletes have large, developed chests.

Let us read the quotation of a French author: “All men who make it their profession to try wind instruments made at the various factories before sale, without exception, to my knowledge, are free from pulmonary infections. I have known many such who, on entering upon this profession, were very delicate, and who, though their duty obliged them to blow for hours together, enjoyed perfect health after a certain time. I am myself an instance of this. My mother died of consumption: eight of her children fell victims to the same disease, and only three of us survive, and we all three play on wind instruments.

The day is not far distant, perhaps, when physicians will have recourse to our dreaded art in order to conquer the pulmonary diseases.’’

What does this quotation mean to you? I believe that it alone evinces enough reasons why voice culture should be practiced. Of course I see no reason why one should over do a thing, but if he can afford a half hour each day slicking up, grooming his hair, fussing with his clothes, etc., surely he can spend equal time on his voice.

The life of a language is expressed in the utterance of it, because good delivery is to discourse what interpretation is to music. As the most popular piece, when poorly executed, doesn’t make a hit, likewise an educational, elevating, pro­ claiming speech given with poor delivery, fails to meet its objective, mainly for the reason, that perhaps the audience was bored by the deliverer’s monotone, or some speech impediment.

So this language had no life, because it was expressed in a faulty utterance.

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RED But some say that elocutionary training makes one affected.

Yes, sometimes, but likewise a knowledge of the classics may result in pedantry. As the classics stand the chance of pro­ ducing a pedant, so an elocutionary training may produce an affected speaker.

Still others say, “Let us be natural, it is enough to follow nature.” This is true, but seemingly there is a tendency to confound habit and nature. One often thinks it is natural to talk through his nose, or to walk with a shuffling gait. Rather it is a habit. True art, elocution, for example, leads one to nature; the result is a natural speaker.

In concluding, we don’t know of Christ having written any books, but "never man spake like this man.” He must have given the Gospel a noble utterance. Good delivery is necessary to put across the subject matter of a speech. There you have the reason for my conviction, that vocal culture is important among us who intend to spend our lives preaching the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Leland Wurster

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N the evening of November 16 the second movie of the year was shown in our gym. The Crusades was a historical extravaganza done up brown in true Cecil B. De Mille style. No opportunity for spectacular magnificence was neglected-----the siege of Acre bearing off the prize undisputed with its scenes of flame-throwing catapults, mighty siege engines, devil-maycare knights and their scale ladders crashing to earth, caldrons of flaming oil being poured from the wall down on the attackers below—in short, glamorized warfare. The pageantry of the opening scene of theSeljuk persecution and the closing scene of the triumphal entry into Jerusalem would have delighted the heart of any late-Roman theater audience.

The rapid shifting of scene, reminiscent of Shakespeare’s Antony and Cleopatra, contributed much to the impression of spaciousness the picture conveyed. We are led through most of the then known world: from Jerusalem to France, to England, to Marseille, across the Mediterranean to Acre, then to Jerusalem; from Richard’s quarters to Saladin’s and back again; we are hurried from one crisis to the next, from one battle into another-----all working together to produce a spectacle to which Hollywood can apply its favorite adjective, “colossal.” It is the modern attempt to effect “a purgation of the emotions,，’ Here we met those almost mythical characters whom time and fiction have surrounded with a halo of legendary adventure: Peter the Hermit preaching his crusade in all the brilliant courts of Europe, Richard, Coeur-de-Lion, a swash-buckling hero gua­ ranteed to steal the hearts of all feminine theater-goers, the cooly 234

RED courteous Philip II of France, and last but not least, the arch­ infidel himself, Salad in the Saracen. We need not frown too severely on the license Hollywood granted itself to throw all of these into one Crusade when, as every Junior history student knows, Peter and Richard lived nearly a century apart.

Neither was the historical Salad in as black as the picture would have us believe. His mercy toward his Christian captives historically stands in sharp contrast to Richard’s cruelty to his Moslem captives. In the main the story was that of the Third Crusade, 1189-1192, although the purpose of the picture probably was, and in this it succeeded quite well, to give us an impression of the crusade movement as a whole.

If you took time out from being overawed by the immensity of the production, you may have noted a few details that I found of interest. Did you notice that practical circular reading stand in the scene where Philip and his sister were impatiently awaiting Richard? It turned on a wooden screw and was adjustable to suit the reader’s height. In his impatience Philip gave it a twist, and it spun around till it hit the bottom.

Not to be omitted is a brief comment on the jester. He was a splendid example of those jolly fellows of the ancient and medieval world whose songs and poetry grew into such epics as the Iliad and the Odyssey, the Niebelungen cycle, the Chanson de Roland, and the Arthur legends. He did his best to please the kin^, for his next meal depended on it. If he did not strike up the right tune to suit the king’s mood, he was apt to find himself on the cold, hungry, and uncertain road to some other court.

The sharpness of Arabian swords is proverbial. When Richard, refusing to believe that the sword he himself had forged was inferior to Saladin’s, halved an iron pike with a hefty swing, Saladin dryly remarked, “The English king has shown the strength of his arm, not the sharpness of his sword.”

Thereupon he gave a vivid demonstration of his sword’s keen edge. Lightly tossing a sheer veil into the air, he severed it effortlessly as it fell over his blade.

The quality of Arabian steel was but one of the things which astonished the Crusaders when they reached Asia. On a Europe which was still in the age of feudalism and selfsufficient, isolated individual communities, the wonders, culture, 235

RED and riches of the East made a profound impression. Arab civilization was in this period far in advance of that of Europe.

The Mohammedans had chosen the best elements from the old civilizations of the East which they overran and, adding to it their own progress in science, produced a composite whose splendor captivated the imagination of the Crusaders, creating in them a longing for the products of the Orient and leading eventually to the discovery of America. Thus the Crusades linked East and West and exerted a great influence on the course of world history.

Wilbert Gawrisch

The Library.

Mrs. Josephine Huebner Krueger of Ixonia, a RECENTLY member of Pastor Schroeder’s congregation, presented to the college library a set of the German works of Dr. Martin Luther. At first mention this may not seem overly valuable, but it happens to be one of the extremely rare Jena editions, of the year 1555 and following.

The first edition of Luther’s complete works was published at Wittenberg, from 1539 to 1558. This set included twelve German and eight Latin volumes. Six years after it was begun, another edition was initiated at Jena. This set was completed in three years, and contained eight German, four Latin, and two supplementary volums. Mrs. Krueger’s donation included the eight German volumes of this Jena edition.

Considering the fact that these books are three hundred and eighty-eight years old, one is amazed at the state of pres­ ervation. Bookworm destruction is restricted to some per­ functory nibbling on the wooden covers. The paper has that warm yellowish tinge that you find in the age of centuries. It is still reasonably flexible, and conld still bear up under hard usage, although it will serve us as a museum piece of consider­ able historical interest rather than a reference work.

In spite of the obsolete nature of some of the letters, and the peculiar punctuation (a verticle line serves as a comma), the print is easily read.

The covers are of hard wood covered with a very thin, though durable, layer of “Sehweinsleder.” The upper cover is 236

RED an intricate network of panelwork in a very low bas relief that is similar to the stiacciato of our modern coins. The figures are remarkably sharp for all the handling of three centuries. Both covers are protected against table soiling by metal corner nobs, and are held together at the open side by wrought iron plates.

It would be interesting to know the life history of this set, but our knowledge do^s not go much beyond the present.

Mrs. Krueger discovered it one day in her attic, and gave the books to William Winter to give to the college. She assumes that her grandfather, Mr. Huebner, brought the set with him when he came from Germany. For once we wish that the owner had inscribed the fly leaves to the extent that the average student of today does. But there is no inscription whatsoever.

On the behalf of the library, and the college in general, I would like to express the gratitude to Mrs. Krueger which such a treasured gift deserves.

R. R.

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Mr. Bart Matthias, ex.，45, recently visited the campus while on shore leave from the Merchant Marine. He has just returned from a rather interesting passage to England. His Kaiser Liberty ship was attacked several times by aircraft.

Bart reports that Englishmen are friendly, and Englishwomen beautiful. A true son of the sea, he is looking forward to shipping again, preferably to England.

The Rev. Walter Wegner, ’39，formerly of the Salem churches in Milwaukee and Whitefish Bay, has accepted the call to the mission field in Moline, 111.

The Rev. Winter, of Plum City, Wis. has accepted the call to Prairie Farm, Wis. Pastor Siegfried Fenske, class of 1930, will replace the Rev. Winter at Plum City. He is now serving at Bruce, Wis. The Rev. Waldemar Zink accepted the call to Kewaunee, Wis. He is now at Dale, Wis. Another recent visitor was James Doletzky, ex. ’46. He has spent the last eight months in Texas in a tank-destroyer division. Besides a robust physique he has acquired the stripes of technical sergeant.

Robert Koch,，40, was ordained and installed in the congre­ gations at Brush Prairie and Auburn, Wis. on November 7.

George Boldt, ’40, who has been teaching at Manitowoc, was ordained and installed as pastor at Lannon, Wis. on Novem­ ber 14.

The Rev. Carlton Toppe，’34，who has been serving in Bloomer, Wis. was on November 7 installed in the congregations at Elmwood and Ellsworth, Wis. The engagement of Alfred Hertier，’39，to Miss Cevera Quandt of Mayville, Wis., has been announced.

A new address: Cpl. Rupert W. Rosin Co. M一15th Signal Trng. Bt. Fort Monmouth, N. Y,

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T (Ion t know just when it was born, This notion that some frosty morn One dreamily flutters his eyes.

And hearkens, as comfy he lies.

To music angelic -- or otherwise.

N. 13. Ever try lo hit that high F in “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing” at 6:40 in the morning-? ’Sfun! 氺

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Every year about this time a kind of indefinable spirit per­ vades the dorm. It’s contagious—and don’t you forget it: the collegiates are just as susceptible as the preps. Seniors drape themselves affectionately over little Sexties, admonishing1 and josh­ ing ;monitors shut one eye when they find preps still in bed, and one actually reports that Ame Mischke was half dressed onct by the time he made rounds (three to) : every band member seems to think he’s g：ot an instrument cut out for solo work, and on the strength of that he sight-reads or improvises (same thing) on every Christmas song in the hymnal; in these latter days, when a feller takes off a few hours to go clown town, unlike “Lon.e Wolf” Kuske he has .something definite in mind (only five shopping- days left:); more fun! more restlessness! more social calls during bucking- period !—why, even Will Gawrisch has to stick nose and ears out of his bailiwick about every three hours or so!一 conver­ sation in the wash rooms after breakfast is bantering- and force­ ful—if not quotable. But then perhaps it’s just as well that it’s only an annual affair. 氺

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Sam Albrecht says I might quote him as saying- that, be­ cause of all the extra-curricular duties piling up he’ll just natur­ ally have to drop studying-. 氺

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Again the perennial query: Thanksgiving at Northwestern what does it mean to you? This year the general consensus 239

5IRED ruled the dinner fair to middlin’，considering rationing- and all, but that all suffered from a decided pickle-hang-over after supper.

(We still love you Erv, honest! By the way, what’ve you been bowling lately?) * * * Couple days ago our history prof freshened the course by dropping an interesting tidbit, which same was, of course, eagerly snapped up. He said that in the German universities the students used to be an independent sort and effectively voiced their clisapproval of late shagger-inners by scuffing their shoes on the floor.

I guess now he’s sorry he tried to broaden our horizons. 幸

Ortner promised that in the near future he’d sneak his speedy little Robot job into Greek class and get me a picture of a “belt” in action for my column before they became extinct. But how can one slow down the chain lightning? or a machine gun bullet ?—or a “belt”？ I ask you? 氺

We have it on good authority that the other clay a Freshman in history class (say, these history courses must be quite the stuff!) asked in all seriousness, “Will you please give me something- of your conception of hell? I want to be prepared.

Awhile back we students were treated to an honest-to-goodness auction. Books of which the library had duplicates or di(ln，t need were raffled off in grand style. High light of the afternoon was the master of ceremonies, colorful, top-hatted, voluble “RapidFire” Keturakat with his unforgetable line—“And here, folks, we have one of our own super-bargain specials : The Lutheran World Almanac (guess what year), Goethe’s Gedichte, Schiller’s Geschichte, Kinder und Haus Maerchen, Voice Culture----- Especially in need of moving- vans afterward were Bob Beckmann and Tuch Albrecht— ltho I doubt if that accounts for the far-away look in Beckmann's eye these days—‘course he drives a car now. 伞

There was a young belle of old Natchez Whose garments were always in patches ； When comment arose On the state of her clothes, She drawled, “When ah itches, ah scratches!” 一Purloined 240

RED To give another example of that figure of speech, the “Irish bull” (Demosth. pg. 51, left hand column, about two lines from the bottom) quoth our Greek prof, in turn quoting： a sometime neighbor of his: **You know, Reverend, half the lies they tell about us Irish aren’t true!” 氺

To bowl?

To knit?

■Our Senior Correspondent One of the tests put to a near graduate of the Northwestern liberal arts course is this : If you are to make the choice of two such sports as howling and knitting, which would you take?

You smile indulgently. That’s ridiculously easy, you say.

Bowling is for men, knitting for women. The decision is obvious.

But don’t say it. If you do, you are not of this age. Re­ member the case of slacks and skirts. There was a time when I too was confident that my pants would always be my own. Now, sadly enlightened, I lock up my pipes as a treasured last hallmark of masculinity.

If you bear the slacks in mind, perhaps the Seniors’ problem will take on some of its real significance. For its solution de­ pends on a careful consideration of the question: Shall we males be bowled over by the feminine inroads, or shall we become knitwits ?

Several years ago, two excellent bowling alleys were built in the gym and opened to the use of the Seniors. Accepted as a generous gift, they were actually a stumbling block of great pro­ portion, although subtile. Many a Senior fell to making- an un-. considered decision to the problem. To disguise the intrigue somewhat, it was agreed that the pin boys should be paid at least three cents a game. That gave some hasty minds pause. Now the pin boy price is five cents, giving greater pause. But the intrigue is still subtile, because some Seniors still have some nickels from last summer.

Recently, two profound Senior souls held the following： dis­ cussion. “What’s ‘knitting’, Jim?” “To form, as a textile fabric, by the interlacing of a single yarn or thread in a series of connected loops; as to knit stockings.”

“Webster?” ::Yeah.”

“Sounds exciting, doesn’t it, Jam?” “No.” “It’s that or bowl, huh?”

“That’s right. There’s absolutely no way out. That this should happen to Seniors!”

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“Knitting•” “What?”

“Knitting, of course. It’s the only thing to do. As men we must take action! We smiled when we lost our pants. That was a gross error. Taking obvious delight in that little joke, women have attacked the most masculine sport there is: bowling. That, my dear Jam, is carrying a joke much too far. Content at first with duck pins, they soon cast their eyes on the 16 pound balls.

It pains me every time I see one of them dribble down a glistening alley towards that solid bank of 14 inch pins. The splits! The Murphy*s! The Railroads! The ignominy of it all! It wouldn’t be so bad if they would develop their own, gently feminine jargon.

But no, they insist on talking- learnedly of * sweep balls’，‘hooks’, and ‘trukeys’，(and always call a split a railroad or a Murphy.)

Jim, as responsible characters, we must act! We must follow the example of that pioneer of .the class of ’23. Yes, Jim, we must knit. I know not what course others may take, Jim, but give me some yarn and I’ll restore at least one woman to her kitchen and welding torch. I shall knit Sue a sweater for Christmas! If that doesn’t shame her to her senses, I’ll organize a club.”

“Jam, you’re a man of character. Much as I would like to stay in the league and raise the average, I believe in doing my duty.”

“Greetings, brother knit-wit.”

Note: The opinions expressed above are not necessarily those of your editor.

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ATHLETICS FOR AULD LANGE SYNE 1 year ago—The Badger State Conference voted to drop basket­ ball for the duration. An unofficial Varsity was playing a few games, hut intra-murals were the order of the day.

5 years ago一No basketball games had been played to date. Memhers of the Varsity were Hackbarth, Schweppe, Naumann, Kuehl, Gottschalk, Koeninger, Berg, Seehusen, Frey, and Hoffmann.

10 years ago—Concordia (Milwaukee) 29; Northwestern 28. Zimpelmann led the scoring- for both teams with 12 points. A fast, rangy Beloit quintet scored an easy 53-23 victory over N. W. C. 16 emblems were awarded the 1933 football squad.

15 years ago—The Goslings closed an unsuccessful football season with an 18-0 loss to Lake Forest. Kleinke was beginning his first year as basketball mentor. Pless and Kettenacker were the only lettermen, and only a mediocre team was expected.

20 years ago—An 18-0 loss to Lawrence and a 14-12 loss to the Seminary concluded the gridiron activity for another year.

25 years ago—There was a war in 1918 too, so no sport’s column.

30 years ago—Completing 15 out of 17 passses for a total of 195 yards, the N. W. C. gridders made a wonderful comeback to defeat St. John’s Military Academy 17-3. O. Kehrberg scored both touchdowns and kicked the field go al. Failure to gain ground at crucial moments cost the Gosliing^s a 13-12 loss at the hands of Carroll.

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35 years ago—For the first time in the history of their rivalry Northwestern defeated a strong Lawrence eleven 6-5. P. Zeisler, H. Zeisler, and E. Berg starred for Northwestern; Hoffmann also played a good game and scored the touch­ down. The annual football banquet was held on November 21. E. Berg was unanimously elected captain for the coming year.

40 years ago—No Column.

45 years ago—The faculty sanctioned inter-collegiate football. The season’s record: N.W.U. 20; Watertown Eleven 0 N.W.U. 14; Oconomowoc Alumni 0 N.W.U. 16; Hartland A.’A. 10

BASKETBALL It was Friday； December 3. The hands of the clock indi­ cated 6:45. The long awaited hour had finally arrived. The band was on hand with its best performers, the Sextaners had appeared in their finest array, enthusiasm ran high. For on that night N.W. C. fans were to be treated to two top-notch basketball games; and, what’s more, the Varsity was to appear in one of these, truly a novel event. The teams took the floor, the opening whistle blew, and here’s what happened: SEMINARY “B” 27

N.W.C. “B” 26

In the preliminary game the Sem’s bone crushers met a group of Seniors and Juniors who played a similar brand of ball.

From the very beginning it was evident that whatever team could most successfully spring its ball carriers loose would eventually be the winner. Thoi^h the Sem was leading by one point when the final gun sounded, it may be safely said that the Northwestern ag­ gregation was not far behind in total yardage gained. It’s true, the game presented nothing- spectacular in the way of actual basket­ ball, but every spectator who understands the finer points of the game went away a much happier man than when he came.

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It took the spectators no more than five minutes to decide that they had enjoyed the preliminary more than the main game.

This 笑ame was perhaps the feeblest shooting- exhibition that we hope to see on the courts this season. N.W.C. jumped off to an early six point lead which they held throughout most of the game.

However, with only four minutes remaining in the ball game, the Seminary found its shooting eye and began to make things interest­ ing. Hoeneckc made a valiant effort to keep up, but was still four points shy as the game ended. Our compliments to referees Schu­ mann and Schumann for doing a swell job in a game that’s always tough to handle.

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Varsity basketball schedule to date: January lA—Falks (here) January 15—Whitewater (there) January 19—Mission House (there) January 22—Seminary (here) February A—Milwaukee Teachers (here) February 12一Extension (there) February 13—Concordia, St. Paul (here) February 16—Extension (here) February 18—Milwaukee Teachers (there) February 26—Mission House (here) INTRAMURALS Basketball is progressing' slowly. Varsity members are also permitted to play on their class teams. The Sophs upset the apple cart by downing a much stronger Frosh team in the first game of the season. As a result of that upset the Seniors are now in un­ disputed possession of first place.

Bowling is in full swing. The Seniors are now bowl in尺 to determine their averages. After Christmas they will be divided in­ to teams and a league will be formed. Zell now leads the pack with a 235.

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January, 1944

TABLE OF CONTENTS LITERARYDemocracy Personified--------

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Boyhood Ambitions-------------

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The Missing Link of Mt. Sinai

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Clouds and Weather_______

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Semester Exams, 1944.

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Milton and Beethoven

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Wild Life at Northwestern

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ATHLETICS

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THE BLACK AND RED Volume XLYJI.

Watertown, Wis., January 1944.

Number 8

second class matter under Act of Entered al the PostoHire March 3. 1870* Published monthly. Subscription. One Dollar.

DEMOCRACY PERSONIFIED Roland A. Kelling

Since the first cries of freedom echoed across the land our nation has been fighting to maintain those ideals and principles for which it was established. Besides that fratricidal strife settling a constitutional question we have fought four foreign wars and are now engaged in a fifth.

This month our nation pays homage to the memory of the two men who are most responsible for our nation’s existence.

They are the Creator and the Preserver of our American democracy and are in a sense themselves Democracy Personified, We have learned their names as school children just a short time ago, as our parents and theirs in turn did in the past; and as our children and all those coming generations will in the future.

The one man came of a wealthy family—cultured and edu­ cated. His family had been great plantation owners for many yers in the Virginia colony. Then came those dark years when men in the colonies, rallying behind such spokesmen as Tom Paine, Alexander Hamilton, Tom Jefferson, and the Adamses, 246

RED began to speak of tyranny and even rebellion against the mother country—England.

Finally the inevitable hour arrived and the small handful of patriots rallying around their leaders made such names as Bunker Hill, Lexington, the Green in Boston, and Paul Revere forever to be remembered by Americans and to glow vividly on the pages of American history texts for school children of future generations.

A man was chosen to lead that humble effort against tyranny —the same man who came from that Virginia plantation.

Through his undaunted courage and faith in his God and a know­ ledge of what he is lighting for he led that little band to victory against the overwhelming odds of a superior enemy and in later years helped formulate that document which has become the basis for governing this great nation and has served as a model for many documents since that time.

Many years have passed since that American lived and died for the same cause we are once again fighting to preserve, but time will never erase him from our memory; for we are living in his living memorial — the United States. That man was GEORGE WASHINGTON. *

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As I would not be a slave, So I would not be a mastei\ This expresses my idea of Democracy.

Whatever differs from this to the extent of the difference Is no Democracy.

With these words we are introduced to the second man whom we are honoring this February for they sum up as no other words can what he was and stood for. Ironically enough, he came from the direct opposite stratum of society from that of the other. He was born of humble parents on a farm in Hardin County, Kentucky, when Kentucky was still the frontier state of the nation. As a small lad he moved with his parents on the westward migrations to Indiana territory and still later to Illinois. \ Once again the ominous clouds of unrest began to hover over the still expanding nation and once again threaten its peace and 247

RED security. This time the trouble was not of a foreign but of a domestic nature. The age old slavery question burst forth in all its fury. States began to secede, and finally the war broke forth at the storming of Fort Sumter. Surely if ever the security of this nation, which Washington helped found, was in danger of being destroyed, it was at this time.

A tall, gaunt Springfield lawyer was making a name for himself in politics during those last years prior to the war— •‘Honest Abe’’ they called him. It was a bitter contest among the candidates in the presidential race at the time, and he won by a very small plurality.

We all know the rest—how this man successfully guided our nation through some of its bitterest hours and how his immortal document made the negrro once again equal to us and how his work of rehabilitating the war torn country was stopped by an assasin’s bullet. All this we know and will never for­ get as long as this is a free nation.

Today we are a united people. The causes of the quarrels that led our fathers to war are dim in the minds of our youth.

All of the events that went into the making of this nation may also be unknown to us, but we should take time out occasionally to reflect on those who made our way of life possible and especially on the Creator and on the Preserver of this Democracy, whose birthdays we celebrate this coming month. Let us remember both Washington and Lincoln today as two great Americans about each of whom we may say proudly: There was a man!

BOYHOOD AMBITIONS Frederic Nit:

Every normal boy passes through a period in his life when he has aspirations of becoming a railroad engineer, an airplane pilot, a truck driver, a cowboy, a sailor, or what have you.

These aspirations change at the spur of the moment depending upon circumstances. For instance, a boy sees the engineer of a train sitting so proudly behind his throttle, and immediately he comes to the momentous decision of his life. He resolves in all seriousness that when he gets big, he is going to be an en248

RED gineer. This thought will dominate his mind for days and weeks. All of a sudden one day this same boy happens to be at an airport when a pilot brings his ship down to a graceful landing. Immediately all thoughts of the engineer’s life are crowded out of his mind. He resolves then and there with equal determination that he will become a pilot, reasoning that he was not cut out for an engineer anyway. This fanciful life continues until the boy begins to mature.

I was no exception to this strange phenomenon of life. I too had serious ambitions.. One secret ambition that held me in its grasp for a considerable time was that of becoming a sailor.

I read many books which dealt with sailing, and for hours on end I shared the life of the sailors. Many an evening I was rudely interrupted and sent off to bed in the midst of a raging storm when all hands were supposed to be out on deck lashing down rigging.

The ambition of becoming a sailor soon wore off as the others had, and I began to focus my attention on my present life’s calling. This turn in life, however, did not end my pas­ sion for reading sea stories. I can still lose myself in a good exciting story of the high seas, and imagine myself as a character taking part in all of the experiences which sailors go through.

This past summer brought a partial realization of my boy­ hood dreams. I actually became a sailor. By chance, I heard that there was a great shortage of sailors on the Great Lakes.

I began to search for information and got it. Paul Hanke, who was equally enthused, and I went before the Merchant Marine inspectors in Milwaukee and filled out all the papers necessary for shipping out.

We left for Duluth, Minnesota, on the day of graduation last June. After obtaining our United States Coast Guard papers, we shipped out together on the S. S. Isaac L. Ellwood, a large iron ore freighter. We were off on one of the most in­ teresting ventures of our lives.

It took us a few weeks to become acquainted with our work and the crew. Every duty and every part of the ship had its nautical term. Orders were a bit confusing at first. I really did not know whether the mate was talking to me in Norwegian or pidgin English when he told me: ‘‘At three bells you can go 249

PRED down the forward port scuttle hatch and get the sugee on the starboard bulkhead of the dunnage room and sugee the Texas Later on, I had no trouble at all in carrying out a deck. simple order like this one, which meant that at one-thirty I was to go down through the opening on the left hand side of the ship up in front and get the scrubbing soap on the right wall of the storeroom and scrub the deck which is located around the officers’ cabins right below the pilot house.

We remained on board for just three months; we got off in the middle of September. We had interesting work and went through many thrilling experiences including a few severe storms, foggy weather, and near collisions. I know now too, that very vivid descriptions of seasickness are not in the least bit exaggerated, in fact, I do not believe that an adequate des­ cription can be given. We saw very beautiful country along the shores of the various rivers through which we had to travel between the Lakes. We sailed into most of the important ports of the Great Lakes as far east as Pennsylvania.

Thus some of my boyhood dreams have come true. It is true, I did not sail the high seas, but the next thing to it. My zeal for sailing has been heightened, and I sincerely hope that I can get the opportunity to sail again sometime. The old timers say, “Once a sailor, always a sailor.”

THE MISSING LINK OF MT. SINAI Wilbert Gawrisch

For most of us there is perhaps hardly a day that passes without our having written something or other. Yet how many have ever paused in their writing to wonder how this remarkable convenience we call the alphabet originated? It is the fate of human conventions which have been in use for innumerable centuries to be considered gifts of God or Nature and to be used without a question as to their origin. Such has been the fate of our form of writing. It is cavalierly taken for granted without a thought that there may have been a time when people did not enjoy its convenience, and if any one should be so rash as to claim that our nearly geometrical alphabet as we have derived it from the Latin uncial script is a development from the Egyptian hieroglyphs, he would be met with general disbelief.

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RED The ancient world, though rejecting the proposition that the alphabet was an invention of the gods, did not delve into the question whether the alphabet as taken over by the Greeks from the Phoenicians was an invention of these people or of some other Oriental people. Today, however, whenever a new form of writing is discovered by archeologists, the question is always raised whether this may be the Urschrift. As a result of careful study there is no longer the slightest doubt that all modern forms of writing, with the exception of the Chinese and Japanese, are derived from the Phoenicians, a people who, be­ cause of the extensive trade they carried on in the ancient world were in a position to share with the rest of mankind the most useful human invention the world has ever seen. Whether the Phoenicians were its inventors or whether they merely in­ herited it is a question whose answer philologists now believe they have finally found.

A complete picture of the origin and development of writing is not within the scope of this article, but a brief sketch is necessary for an understanding of the importance of Sir Flinders Petrie’s discovery in 1905 of certain inscriptions near Mt. Sinai written in an alphabet whose existence had been for­ gotten for more than 3000 years.

The story of writing is a story of progress, not with the connotation, however, of growing complexity, but rather of devolution from the infinitely complex to the infinitely simple.

This progress was motivated by the innate human desire on the part of both writer and reader to exert themselves as little as possible, and this has been achieved.

The purpose of writing is to convey a thought to other human beings. A study of the development of writing shows that a progressive analysis was made of thoughts which were to be conveyed. At first the complete thought was expressed by a picture; then it was broken down into words, the words into syllables, and the syllables into individual sounds, which are indicated by the letters of the alphabet. There can be no further division. We are at the end of the road.

We today distinguish between pictures and writing, often using one to clarify the other. Originally, however, they were one and the same thing. Whenever men who have never had 251

RED contact with writing see it for the first time, they are struck by the absence of pictures. It is reported that when French missionaries came to the Hurons, the Indians, overawed by the missionaries’ magic powers, determined to put them to the test.

One missionary was sent out of the tent while they whispered several sentences into the ear of his companion, who wrote them down. “I am going hunting. I find a deer. I take an arrow out of my quiver. I string my bow. I hit the deer with the first shot.” When the other missionary had been called back in, they were astonished to hear him read off the paper the very sentences which they had dictated. Puzzled they asked, “Where is the picture of the hunter, of the deer, of the bow?’’

From such primitive, mnemonic pictographs in which one picture served to express a whole idea a transition was soon made to what are called ideographs. This means that each element of a thought was now expressed in an individual pictorial form. The symbol did not represent a definite sound as the letters of our alphabet do today but rather an object itself or an idea associated with the object. Naturally, the people who created them read them in their own language, but theoretically one should be able to read them in any language 一 just as our symbol for “deceased,” a cross, is understood by all Christian nations although it is read and pronounced differently in various languages, or the abbreviation “e. g.，” exemplum gratia，which is read in English as < > for instance,” in German as zum Beispiel.” A sentence like “The cow runs” would not be expressed by a single picture as in the more primitive pictographs but by two ideographs: a picture of a cow and of a pair of human legs. Each ideograph was fixed in its meaning.

Thus this same picture of a cow was used also for a lying, grazing, or slaughtered cow. We can see what a vast number of symbols was needed for such writing. It is an essential characteristic of all the old forms of picture writing that the symbols were written next to each other without any connection .such we employ in our script of today. At first the symbols were written in perpendicular columns beginning at the right of the writing surface, later in horizontal lines starting from the right.

Gradually these ideographs came to represent not the ob­ jects but words of the language in which they were read. And 252

RED then a strange development occurred. The symbol was used not only for the name of the object pictured but also for all other words which were pronounced in the same way. For instance, in Egyptian the words for ‘‘duck’’ and ‘‘son’’ were homonymns, that is they sounded alike. Soon the Egyptians began drawing a picture of a duck whenever they meant to write the word "son,” and the transition to a purely phonetic meaning for old symbols was well on its way. The same principle is used in our rebus puzzles in which the picture of a pail is to convey the idea “pale.” In actual practice the Egyptians combined the two classes, that of the actual ideographs and of the phonetic symbols, according to certain fixed rules. It is important to note also that the picture came to represent only the consonants since vowels served in Egyptian only to distinguish forms of a word and did not change the fundamental meaning.

Among other peoples, however, the transition took a different course, and as a result a system based on the syllables of words was developed. The Babylonians, for instance, whose writing is called cuneiform because of its wedge-shaped appearance, did not attach to a picture the sound of the whole word but only the sound of the first syllable of the name for the object depicted, as if we were to let the picture of a tiger represent the sound “ti” or of a potato the sound “po.” If they had assigned to a picture only the first particular sound of the name for the object instead of the whole first syllable, they would have attained the highest stage in writing, that of an alphabet which has a symbol for each individual sound. The reason why they did not achieve this lies in the fact that, unlike the Egyptian, the basic meaning of a Babylonian word would be changed by changing the vowels, and it is of course more natural to divide a word into syllables than into individual sounds. So the final development did not come until some time later.

The credit for the discovery of the principle of the alphabet in reality belongs to the Egyptians. Yet it was not an in­ tentional progression on their part, but happened rather purely by accident. The Egyptian language had several one-syllable words such as the word for mouth, “ro.” When the picture of a mouth became a phonetic symbol, the vowel was not con­ sidered, and so the symbol stood for one individual sound, “r.”

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The Phoenicians have been credited by history with the in­ vention of the alphabet consisting of 24 or 25 consonants. As such the alphabet far surpasses in simplicity the simplest of the systems of writing built up on the syllable. How it originated we shall see presently. Prom the Phoenicians the alphabet was taken over by the Greeks, who wrote it from left to right instead of old way of the Phoenicians, from the right. How we derived both our print and script from it is another story in itself.

Because of the great influence Babylonian culture had on the peoples of Canaan one might expect that the Canaanites would have adopted cuneiform. But there are not the slightest indications of any relation between cuneiform and the Phoeni­ cian alphabet Although there were many similarities between the Phoeni­ cian alphabet and Egyptian writing, there were also some disturbing differences, and no connection between the two could be proved. They resembled each other in this that neither had any vowel signs, that both were written from right to left, that the same pictures were used as symbols, and finally that papyrus and ink were the writing materials which both used.

But what seemed to preclude any direct connection was the fact that though many of the symbols resembled each other in the two systems, they did not represent the same sounds. For example, in Egyptian the picture of a mouth is the phonetic symbol for “r,” in Phoenician it stands for the sound “p”； the snake in Egyptian is the symbol for “d,” in Phoenician for “n. f9 If the Phoenician alphabet had been developed in Canaan, which was under Babylonian influence from about 2500 B. C. till some time after the appearance of the alphabet, the inventor would not have neglected to incorporate in his new system the obvious advantages of cuneiform, with which he would surely have been acquainted, in being written from left to right and also in indi­ cating the vowels. As a result of such arguments philologists reasoned that the Phoenician alphabet must have been developed by a Semitic people of probable Canaanite origin who were at that time living in or on the borders of Egypt. Having learned 254

RED the usefulness of writing from the Egyptians, they built their system on the Egyptian model, incorporating both its weaknesses and advantages.

So much was reached by conjecture. How well the facts that were known had been analyzed became clear in 1905 and the years following. In that year an English archeological expedition under the leadership of W. M. F. Petrie discovered a set of inscriptions among the temple ruins near Mt. Sinai which has in recent years been deciphered and identified as the missing link between Egyptian hieroglyphs and the Phoenician alphabet. This link, for which the names Sinai tic or Se’irite have been proposed, was modified somewhat in actual use to make it easier to write. It consists of 24 consonants whose form is essentially the same as that which the Greeks took over from the Phoenicians about 1000 B. C. and after further modification passed on to the Romans.

From the content of the inscriptions it has been determined that the writers were Semitic miners who worked the mines in the region of Mt. Sinai for Pharaoh Amenemhet III, 1849-1801 B. C. M. Sprengling has reconstructed the process of invention about as follows: For purposes of record Egyptian scribes in the mining camp came into frequent contact with the native foremen. As the foremen rose in dignity, one felt the need of keeping a written record for himself, and so on some idle after­ noons talked with a friendly scribe and learned the principle.

But to master the entire intricate Egyptian system was too much for him, so he developed the signs he had learned and used them in keeping his records. Taking the Egyptian sym­ bols, he gave them the value of the first letter of the word which in his own Semitic language was used for that particular object. For instance, to the Egyptian picture of a house he assigned the value ‘V’ since he called a house ‘‘beth.’’ Soon the alphabet was also used on stone memorials to the Semitic god Ba’lat, whom we know from the Bible as Baal. These stones are the sources for our present knowledge of it.

When the fortunes of Egypt dropped about 1800 B. C. and working the mines was no longer profitable for these Semitic workmen, they moved back to the north whence they had come, preceding the Israelite migration by about 500 years. With them they took their alphabet, which was carried by their 255

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So we see that the line of descent is complete and that the Egyptians are the real fathers of our form of writing. This does not mean, of course, that any one who can read English can read Egyptian hieroglyphs, for in their travels the original pictures have changed not only in outward form but also in sound value.

To those who would like to read a complete story of history of tho alphabet I would recommend “Vom Bildc zum Buchstaben: Die Entstehungsgcschichte der Schrift.” It is a lecture course delivered at the University of Berlin by Kurt Sethe, an eminent German Egyptologist, which was edited and published posthumously in 1938 by one of his students， Siegfried Schott.

For on account of the most recent work on the Sinai inscriptions "The Alphabet: Its Rise and Development from the Sinai Inscriptions” by Martin Sprengling of the University of Chicago will be of interest. It contains reproductions of the inscriptions and an analysis of the various translations and conjectures.

CLOUDS AND WEATHER Leland IVurstor

Rainbow at night is the shepherd’s delight.

Red sky in the morning is a sailors sure warning.

The higher the clouds, the finer the weather.

For centuries sayings such as these have been part of the folklore of the sky. Modern science has proved the reliability of many of these beliefs concerning clouds and winds as weather prophets. By understanding a few facts about the why’s and wherefore’s of changes that take place over our heads we can foresee, with reasonable accuracy, the coming of storms and rapid shifts in temperature. We don’t need to know about aneroid barometers or wind gauges. With two eyes as our equipment we can read the weather from the sky.

Let us take the clouds for instance. Divided into four general types, namely, cirrus, stratus, nimbus, and cumulus— they form an important clue to weather. Nimbus clouds are the thick banks, sometimes with ragged edges, from which snow or rain is falling. C^'us clouds, consisting of ice crystals, are the thin, feathery wisps that glide across the sky at high altitudes.

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In general, the cumulus and cirrus clouds are the fair weather types, while the stratus and nimbus are associated with rain or snow. Rain generally falls from the gray nimbus clouds, but it may also occur with cumulo-nimbus and some­ times with strato-cumulus. In winter, alto-stratus clouds may produce snow.

Here is a weather guide to be found in the sequence of clouds. First to appear after a period of good weather are the cirrus clouds. Sometimes they are blown at the rate of 200 miles an hour and travel at a height of 5,000 feet. They often precede a storm by several days. If the wind is blowing thin cirrus wisps from the north-west or west and the sky is a bright blue, look for the fair weather to continue for twenty-four hours or more; but if the cirrus clouds are developing into a translucent blanket, rain or snow generally follows.

Trailing cirrus in this parade of clouds is the stratus variety. When they form their gray cover over the sky, it is usually a sure indication that a storm is on its way. Eventually, unless the wind shifts into the west, they normally thicken to form nimbus or rain clouds.

As the storm center progresses and passes over us, the nimbus formation will break up and the skies will be clear. The next morning probably will be cloudless. Soon, however, the fourth basic type, cumulus clouds, will begin to form in the sky to complete one cycle of the clouds from fair weather through rain or snow and back to fair weather again. Cirrus, stratus, nimbus, cumulus,—knowing this normal sequence of clouds gives us a good start in learning to predict the weather.

If clouds disappear from the sky at nightfall, the temper­ ature will probably drop. And if thin cirrus clouds are blowing across the sky from the north, fair and warmer weather is on the way. Thus we see how clouds can help us to predict the weather.

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RED SEMESTER EXAMS, 1944 M. N. H. (With apologies to Bill)

To cram, or not to cram,—that is the dilemma:— Whether ’twould have been better in every class to suffer The notes and lectures of a disgruntled prof, Or to assume the most comfortable position possible, And by snoozing disregard them.

To grease,—to buck,— Until late; and by a study lamp to say we end The headaches and the many failing marks The stude is heir to—’tis a situation Devoutly to be wished! To grind, to plug;— To nod! perchance to daydream:—ay, there’s the catch; For in that writing of finals what answers we may give, When we have sharpened every available pencil, Must give us pause. There’s the prospect That makes us students a serious race.

For who would stand the periods and quizzes of class, The professor’s insistence, the coed’s glances, The pangs of heavy Greek, (and Hebrew too), The ventilation of Room 7, and the poetry That clever Ortner of the unsuspecting makes, When he his own conscience could quiet make By merely paying attention? Who would ponies use, And beef and complain of too many subjects, But that the dread of something after class— The unfinished German dec, from out whose giving A student rarely escapes,—disturbs the mind, And rather makes us bear those subjects thatwe have Than dabble in others that are still tougher.

Thus caution doth make students of us all, And thus our natural taste for a cool glass of beer Is somewhat dampened o’er by a drier lager; And bull sessions of great talk and boasting With this regard of passing are temporarily dropped, And lose the name of pastime.

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RED MILTON AND BEETHOVEN Frederick Kempfert

As Milton stands out as the giant among poets so Beethoven towers over all composers. A strange parallel in the lives of these two men is that both, when still in the prime of life, were afflicted with the loss of an important sense. Whereas Milton lost his sight, Beethoven became deaf. Yet both of these men learned to accept their fate and because of their indomitable willpower and confidence in themselves rose above their troubles and produced works of lasting worth.

'Tower is the morality of those who stand out from their fellows, and it is also mine.” That was Beethoven’s watchword.

His ambition and lofty spirit are further portrayed by words he spoke when only twenty-five: “Courage! in spite of all my Twenty-five bodily weakness my genius shall yet triumph, years! that is my age now. This very year the man I am must reveal himself entirely.” Milton in a much more measured manner expressed the same thought in the sonnet “On his having arrived at the age of twenty-three.”

The year 1803 saw Beethoven nearly despondent over an unsuccessful love affair and the realization that his deafness was incurable. Yet in the following year he wrote the Eroica Symphony, which portrayed the final triumph of the hero over death and the grave. When Milton was about thirty, he was also deeply grieved by the drowning of one of his close friends.

In his honor he wrote “Lycidas,” a poem that also shows, like Beethoven’s Eroica, the final liberation and triumph of the hero. In 1816, at the age of forty-six, Beethoven became completely deaf, while Milton was forty-five when he became entirely blind.

Besides these physical troubles both men fell into public dis­ favor because of their political beliefs. Yet both after long in­ ward battles conquered their troubles through faith and prayer.

Beethoven came back to compose his great Choral Symphony and other outstanding works; Milton returned to write his greatest work, Paradise Lost. These men were now physically weak, but their minds continued to create works conceived in majestic grandeur and power.

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RED still can learn from these men the value of simple trust in the Almighty. By their own admission, faith and trust in God were the means by which they were able to survive their evil days with unbroken spirits. Their example should teach us to aspire unceasingly for the highest goal, and to let no earthly barriers hinder us in the attainment of that goal. Nothing1 but constant prayer and simple trust in God will lead us to our heavenly home.

WILD LIFE AT NORTHWESTERN Bob Dommcr

Northwestern is a small college located in the southern part of Wisconsin in a town called Watertown. The school is situ­ ated quite some distance from the business section of the town; therefore it enjoys the quiet and peaceful atmosphere required for an institution of scholars. This little college has a beautiful, wooded campus, with little walks winding in and out among the trees. Here live all sorts of birds and even some animals.

When I arrived at Northwestern, it was late fall, and the leaves had already begun to drop. On the campus the first animals that I noticed were squirrels, of which there are many kinds here. Perhaps the most common species is the chickaree with its bushy, reddish-brown tail. There are grey squirrels too, but most unusual is the black one, which, as its name states, is jet black. Although it is just one kind of ordinary fox squirrel, its color is the subject of many interesting conjectures. One student says that he believes the animal is black because of a certain vitamin deficiency resulting from eating food fed to it by the students. During the spring, summer, and fall these animals are self-supporting, yet doing no actual harm to adjacent gardens. In the late winter, how­ ever, one may often see a squirrel sitting on a first floor dormi­ tory window ledge waiting for some one to feed it. These squirrels are quite intelligent too, as one might expect of college squirrels. I have already observed a squirrel sitting on its hind feet on the back of a lawn bench in what seemed a difficult poise. Whenever some one threw it something to eat, the animal would jump down, eat the food, and then perch itself back on the bench to beg for more. It is the one way we can 260

5IRED repay them for the diversion their frolicking provides us daringcertain periods.

Of almost as much interest as the squirrels are the birds.

They seem to live at the college in two sets; one set for the winter and one for the summer. Among the winter birds are the junco, chickadee, and sparrow. These birds can be seen throughout the winter climbing up and down trees and pro­ viding the chatter that gives the place a rural atmosphere.

Early in the spring the bluebirds and robins arrive. Often on some crisp spring morning the somewhat melancholy and plaintive cry of the mourning dove can be heard. Later in spring more birds arrive, so that by summer martins, swallows, tanagers, orioles, cardinals, and wrens adorn the campusâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;some with their brilliantly colored bodies and others with their intriguing songs.

It is this combination of bird and beast that gives motion to the stately beauty of the campus and adds a certain feeling of congeniality to Northwestern College.

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^biturutl Modern Trends in Music people believe that present day music MANY completely with the past and is not based on

breaks former standards. It is true that this is a time of great changes in music, but these changes have been going on for years and show only a gradual style development.

In physics we are taught the natural law that every action has an opposite and equal reaction. This law also holds true in music, art, and literature. Styles always vary between two extremes. The height of one style is reached, and then there is a reaction to the opposite extreme. There is a relation be­ tween the changes in music and the other arts: the parallel trend in literature is the development away from elaborate finery to a more human and down-to-earth realism, as in Sinclair Lewis and Carl Sandburg; in art new experiments are 262

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Before judging anything new, we must make an effort to study and appreciate it. Chinese music sounds weird to us be­ cause we aren’t familiar with it—to the Chinese it is the only natural way music should sound.

Debussy was one of the first moderns since he broke music rules and traditions. His compositions first shocked the old school; then, when the ideas were studied, even the most con­ servative were delighted. Debussy’s method was to suggest, by means of music, mental images induced by a thought, emo­ tion, perfume, color, poem, or scene. Since he was the father of this impressionistic music, we can say that "Rhapsody in Blue’’ is one of his offspring. And likewise all the other examples of that type of music.

By the time the twentieth century had rolled around music had become tired and sophisticated, with cheap imitations of the old masters being the mode. In order to give music more life, European composers used old folksong themes and rhythms. American composers then discovered jazz. Jazz is said to have been another American shot heard around the world. Among the European composers who were influenced by jazz and who wove it into their later work were Stravinsky, Debussy, and Ravel. The new methods introduced by jazz are two. The first is the idea of syncopated rhythm, which has developed into a complicated system or rhythm-counterpoint.

The second is the free treatment of harmony.

Listen i to the “Rhapsody in Blue” or American in Paris of Gershwin, or to Grofe’s “Grand Canyon Suite’’ for examples of the use of these new principles. Listen to them, study them, and you will appreciate them. If things worth enjoying exist, you naturally wish to enjoy them. It is essential that you be prepared to appreciate today’s music as well as yesterday’s, as its influences are the same that have shaped your life and surroundings.

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HICH system do you prefer? From all sides today we are bombarded with systems telling us how to do this and how to do that: ‘‘How to Win Friends and Influence People,” “How to Think, “How to Win the Peace.” Almost every 263

RED doctor in this country it seems has written a book on « ( How to Achieve Utopia by Using my System.” One eminent author lays all our woes, including the present war, on certain ineffica­ cies of our language today. Another lays the blame for our present muddle at the door of certain repressions and complex­ es with great emphasis on sex. And so on through hundreds if not thousands of books.

There are certain features that all of these works have in common. To begin with, the reader is made acutely aware of all the ills of the present world. Then after the reader is sufficiently depressed, the author offers his remedy. The author assures us that this is the golden key that will unlock Paradise again. It is a veritable panacea for each and every ailment in the world. And each of these remedies assumes the fundamental goodnes of human nature a la Rousseau.

This is just where the futility of their plans lies. Almost any system will work if the men involved are perfect human beings. A monarchy is an excellent form of government if you have a man with true Christian principles as king. A de­ mocracy also is good if the people are motivated by Christian principles. Capitalism is a good system if the capitalists are not motivated by greed. Socialism is a good system if the ad­ ministrators of the public utilities are Christian at heart.

Now, it seems to be universally agreed that all is not right with the world. What can be done about this situation?

Theoretically there is a solution, not in devising new systems or revising old ones, but in preaching the Gospel and making the whole world Christian. The base must be remodeled, not the superstructure. Human nature must be changed. The people must become “new men.’’ As a result of this regeneration a person’s attitude toward his fellow beings will be transformed.

It is our mission in life to bring men to this regeneration by preaching the Gospel to them. But our prime motive is not to remedy the evils of the world thereby, for we are clearly told that there will be wars and rumors of wars until the time appointed for the end of the world has come. Man’s sinful nature, his Old Adam, will ever again crop out. It is our mission to save men for life eternal, not for this world. And as for all these theorizers with their logically perfect systems, they are but deluding themselves and their fellow men with vain hopes, for they are building their utopias without taking into consider­ ation man’s sinful human nature.

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C❿$嫌哝饬佐 The Buccaneer EAN Lafitte! a name that conjures up pictures of pirates,

and treasures, and—New Orleans. Buccaneer by profession, JLafitte served his country well when she needed his help. The three thousand flints he offered General Jackson, who stood in bad need of them, have become as legendary as the man him­ self. Rejecting the attractive offers of the British, he placed his men and powder at the disposal of ‘‘Old Hickory” on condi­ tion that the United States grant full pardon to him and his men. Jackson accepted the offer and with the help of Lafitte’s men, whom he placed in charge of the artillery, inflicted an overwhelming defeat on the British. Although New Orleans was saved, the battle had little political value because it was fought after peace had been made. Unfortunately neither of the opposing forces knew this at the time because of the slow means of communication of those days.

In the main the movie which was shown in our gym on the night of January 18 conformed to the historical facts, at least as much as one could expect. History itself does not know where Jean Lafitte came from or where he went. Although President Madison issued a proclamation of pardon, Lafitte continued his privateering from an island base on the site of future Galveston, Texas. In spite of Lafitte’s orders, several of his lieutenants could not resist taking lucrative American prizes, and the United States was forced to take measures against him. Thereupon Lafitte picked a crew to man his favorite vessel, The Pride, and sailed away into the legendary realms from which he had come to play a brief but romantic role in the chronicles of America.

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JUuntnt 和nte Jack de Ruiter, ’40, will mary Miss Helen Measel of Detroit on February 20. De Ruiter is now pastor at Tecumseh, Mich., where he was installed on November 28.

The Rev. J. Martin, ’33，of Belleville, Mich., is the father of a girl, born on January 11.

Ensign Karl Mittelsteadt, ex. ’39，of Wisconsin Rapids is reported missing in action. He was on the ill-fated escort air­ craft carrier, Liscombe Bay, which was torpedoed on November 24, 1943, during the American attack on the Gilbert Islands.

Ted Reuschel, ex. ’44, was here on a visit prior to his induction into the army on February 2.

To the Rev. and Mrs. Harold Wicke of Hortonville a daughter was born on January 12. Rev. Wicke is a member of the class of ’34.

The Rev. Erdmann Pankow,，21, has been called from Green Lake to Hustisford, Wis. The return of Pastor E. Scharf, ’28, of Slinger is expected on or about February 1. He has been a camp pastor in Louisiana.

The Rev. Gilbert Sydow, ’36, formerly of Withrow, Wash., is now pastor of Zion Lutheran Church in Rainier, Wash. He was installed on December 5.

The engagement of Ralph Goede，’43，and Miss Elsie Mennicke, ex. 745, of Reeseville has been announced.

The Rev. Arm in Roeckle, ’36，was installed by Pastor Koeninger as pastor of the West Side Lutheran Church of Manitowoc on January 9.

Prof. Hilton Oswald, ’29, has received the call as music director at N. W. C. and the Seminary. It is not yet known whether he will accept.

Ralph Unke,，39, was ordained and installed as pastor of St. John’s Ev. Lutheran Church in Herrick, South Dakota, on December 12.

The Rev. Edwin Breiling, ’38, on December 13 became the proud father of Naomi Carol. Rev. Breiling is now in Geneva, Nebr.

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The Rev. Herbert Koehler, ’36, of Phoenix, Arizona, is now assistant pastor at St. Lucas Congregation in Milwaukee.

The engagement of Elmer Semenske，’43, and Miss June Briesemeister of Watertown has been announced.

On November 28 Rev. J. Dahlke, ’31, of Milwaukee became the father of a daughter, Ruth Noel.

Mr. Roland Schaller, ex, ’38, has been inducted into the U. S. Army. He has been coaching at a public high school in Henning, Minn.

The Rev. Delton Tills, class of 1940, has been ordained at Cheyenne, Wyoming. His engagement to Miss Lucille Krueger of Cedarburg, Wis.，has been annonnced.

Pastor Donald Grummert, of Valentine, Nebraska, visited the college during the Christmas vacation when nobody was 、here. Mr. Brick found a note on his desk some time later.

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RED Theodore Gieschen is taking an advanced A S T P course in Utah. His address is not available at present.

Cadet Erwin Keepman, ex. â&#x20AC;&#x2122;46, of Watertown has reported for duty at an Army Air forces Bombardier School, Carlsbad, New Mexico, where he will study high-level bombardiering and dead-reckoning navigation. He received his pre-flight training at the Army Air Forces Replacement Center, Santa Ana, Calif.

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Exams are an institution, Like billiards or shooting the breeze, So—let’s vive la revolution And dovm with Demosthenes, We’ll raise peculiar mayhem By quartering our Hebrew and Biel., And our profs (’tho you really can’t blame them) Wec’n ‘‘persuade’’ with another bastille. ’Cuz we’re sick of this eroiQeS cramming That’s been tradition forever and aye; Why not to the Tower with the House of Examining, And let the heads fall where they may?

N. B. Quite obviously, since this suggestion will hardly find universal acceptance (bloody ’tho, ain’t it?), the subsequent column will suffer accordingly.

Ah, those days antefluem; they’re just a poignant memory now. We said to ourselves, “They won’t do it’’一but held our breath. They said, "It isn’t in the catalog” but dood it any­ how. Then occurred divers miracles throughout the dorm: the diseased rose, took up their beds, and made respective bee­ lines for parts known; some, like Lindloff, barrelling right along—all of which means that Northwestern College began its Xmas vacation on Tuesday, Dec. 14, three days ahead of schedule. I guess New Ulm didn’t get out dll Friday—dunno, maybe the mean little germ-gremlins hadn’t gotten way out to the backwoods yet.

Said anacoluthon didn’t happen without some minor prodding, y7understand. The more or less medical principle 269

RED obtaining was, ‘‘If you don’t feel so pretty good, better stay in bed.” They say one evening large Herbie Walthers finished lecturing on the fine points to a Sex in time to find the Toot be­ hind him, taking it all in.

I met a prof awalking downtown the other day, and he said, kinda confidential-like, ‘‘I hope you gents don’t think we swallowed everything hook, sinker, and leader.” Anyhow—we all feel purty good about the whole thing now—but between you and me: a good case of flu is about the most miserable thing out, besides being dangerous, and don’t you forget it.

We survived the flu epidemic only to be smitten by another scourge, an insidious ogre popularly called the ‘‘Back Door Trots.” An all out disease, it strikes with undeniable authority, no holds barred, and is no respecter of persons. An afflicted party, says Gus ‘‘Ivory Stopper’’ Nolting, just doesn’t attend recitations on the third floor. The cause? Gentlemen, I hesitate to trespass, but were you thus afflicted during the vacation on your mother’s cooking?

One hears that the Male Chorus has radically changed its discipline and 3Bdtanfd)auung. More power to her! She is, how­ ever, reserving a quotable statement as to the “if, and if, when?’’ of the proposed music directorship.

If a casual glance into the murky-blue precincts of the faculty’s new inner sanctum means anything, the profs who don’t indulge in the obnoxious weed either must have cast-iron constitutions or are fanatic teetotalers.

"For some_ things that are purely mechanical, like learning your q a t a 1, you’ve just got to get into a rut—why, you shouldn’t even have to touch the steering wheel.”

The Madison Attraction Co. would deeply appreciate .a bit of information you may be able to supply, so hearken: if you know the whereabouts of an extra four-wheeled auto (gender and species immaterial) with a stout body, and replete with rubber and “C” sticker, report same to Ortner or Hensel or Reim or Walther, preferably before exam weekend.

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He answers (if he’s prepared) to the handle Kurt Eggert, and tickles the ivories like nobody’s business. For eight years now he，s performed miracles on the two chapel organs, and if you’d list all the chorus and instrumental numbers he’s accompanied, it would fill a coupla Campus and Classrooms. This year he directs the Mixed Chorus, Octette, Glee Club, and he’s student director of the Male Chorus. He’s a Senior.

Last month Kurt got a break: he had the honor of being the first on a series of half-hour broadcasts over WTMJ featur­ ing young Wisconsin artists—and, needless to say, came through like we’3 expect he would. Shaking his hand and congratu­ lating him would only embarrass Kurt; just treat him like a reg’ler feller and he’ll understand.

Although the snows finally came (?)，we’ve had to date no communique, official oi，otherwise, from our sister-institution oji the hill as to whether BigAlfs highly touted tobaggon slide is living up to expectation or not. From your silence may we conclude that either it’s so good you’re too busy to write or it isn’t worth writing home about?

Summer School at N. W. C., what could it mean to you?

After it somehow leaked out of faculty circles, the subject has enjoyed an untoward popularity in bull sessions, seriously rivaling even the usual favorite. The atmosphere is rife with rumors, imaginations are fertile, and the sky's the limit. But as one prof put it, neatly side-stepping an invitation to shoot, “It isn’t even in the embryo stage yet.”

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ATHLETICS FOR AULD LANGE SYNE 1 year ago—The Gosling team had won 2 games to date, with Booth Shoes and Seminary as their victims.

5 years ago—N. W. C. was playing good ball. Of the eight games played they had lost only to Seminary and Whitewater Normal.

10 years ago—The Gosling five lost regularly: Mission House 33; N. W. C. 26 Wartburg 34; N. W. C.33 Concordia 36; N. W. C. 29 15 years ago—Basketball was just getting under way. Witt, Mackdanz, Pless, Blumenthal, Stuhr, Rutz, Kettenacker are the names that appear in the box scores.

20 years ago—The Northwestern gridiron heroes held their annual banquet. Major “N’s” were awarded to Krueger, Ott, Kleinke, Niemann, Grunwald, Bittorf, Roschen, Voecks, Kuske, P. Bretzmann, Zarwell, K. Melzer, Gamm, Weisgerber, H. Kauber, Kessler.

25 years ago—No column.

30 years ago—Basketball was still a new sport at N. W. C., and and was restricted to intramurals.

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Mission House 55 Northwestern 50 On January 19 the Goslings traveled to Mission House to meet their old rivals. While the Goslings played a good game, 35 point Wierwille and four very capable teammates were a bit too much for them. The Muskies had an exceptionally good team on the floor. They had perfected their floor game to a fine art, displaying excellent teamwork. They were a fastmoving team, yet very smooth, making every pass count and connecting on a high percentage of their shots. The game was hard-fought and close throughout, a real break for the specta­ tors.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS LITERARY— Lament and Platitude __

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Disappointment-------------

To See or Not to See —

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In the Mouth of a Child

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The Nutriment of an Innocent

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The Owl of Chirpendale Thirty Pieces of Silver-_ Bittersweet___________ •'Git Out *N Crank

EDITORIAL— Librarians, Then and Now----------

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De Amicitia___________________

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So You Think You Know German

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The Count of Monte Cristo

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CAMPUS AND CLASSROOM

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•了 THE BLACK AND RED Volume XLVII.

Watertown, Wis.，February 1944.

Number 9

Entered at the Postoflict* at Wacertown, Wis.. second class matter under Act of March 3. i87Q* Published ri“>mhly. Subscription, One Dollar.

LAMENT AND PLATITUDE Kurt Egtjcrt

Mother, take my saffron waist, Take my ribbons, white and blue.

Since no suitor longer waits, Chafing in his ardent haste, I will wear a darker hue.

Take my ribbons, white and blue.

Take my ribbons, white and blue, For I fear one soon will wait, Suitor, but in phantom haste.

He will bid me leave my waist, And my ribbons, white and blue, Bid me don my darkest hue.

Love’s cup stands ever brimming full; Yet be forewarned,，tis doubly blent, Who sups of sweet must taste the pain— Who dares the siren chalice drain?

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Convict number 100-44 heaved a sigh and turned over on his bed.

“Whatsa matter, son, can’tcha sleep?” asked his cell-mate. ‘‘You’ll get usto it later on,” he added.

“These mattresses is turrible. They don’t expect a feller to sleep on em, do they?” moaned convict number 100-44.

"Lemme talk to you, may bees it will make me tired.”

“Sure,” agreed his aged cell-mate, "watcher waner talk about?”

“I’ll tell youse about da greatest tradigy in my life—da tradigy that landed me here.

“It was just after I got my walkin’ papers from Leaven­ worth. I was bummin, through the towns down South, .an，I happens to run into this perfect little bur^. I cased the joint for a week, an’ picked up some valuable information about a guy who had a lot of dough in his house and didn’t trust no bank. I watched da old buzzard, he muster been aller eightyfive er six, for another two weeks. I seed him count his dough wid my own eyes. Stacks an’ stacks o’ crisp green bills, an’ me droolin’ outside da winder.

"One night da set-up was perfect. One of them nights you read about in books, just right for da job. I sneaks inter the shack an’ starts to give her da once over. First thing ya knows da old man wakes up, an’ I taps him over da head to shut him up. I guess I hit him too hard—dey tel led me he died da next day.

“It wasn’t hard to find da dough. It was in a purty big box, but I puts it under my arms an’ walks out. I got out as quick as I could, da old man moaned so much. ‘‘I goes back to my room in da boardin’ house an’ lays low for a coupla days. It seems da coppers thunk dat old geezer fell down from upstairs an’ cracked his noggin. I thinks I’m purty safe so I checks out. I thunk I might as well start usin’ some of da dough now, so I hands da landlady one o’ them sawbucks. She looks at it a minute and says to me to wait, she hasta get some change. I waits. A coupla minutes later she 276

RED comes back wid a copper an’ says, ‘There’s the guy, officer.1 He picks me up an’ takes me down to da judge. I says what’s wrong. The fella says fer me to shut up and sign da purty book. I tells em I can’t write, and he says, I s’pose ya can’t read, neither. I don’t see no harm in agreein’. * Well, wise guy,’ said da copper, ’ya won’t be passin’ any more money of the Con­ federate States of North America.’ Den da tradigy comes out.

Da old guy was a vetran of da Civil War, an’ he was hordin’ da stuff, thinkin’ maybees he could cash in later on. I s’pose ya thinks I’m purty dumb, huh?”

A gentle snore was the quiet answer from the cell-mate of convict number 100-44.

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RED THE OWL OF CHIRPENDALE Wilbert Gawrisch

I knew an owl near Chirpendale: A sage old bird was he.

We got to be the best of friends The day I climbed his tree.

It'was an oak on Livery"Lane, A narrow country trail That led southeast from Arlington And passed'through'Chirpendale.

The sun was slanting toward the west.

I strolled along the lane; My footsteps led me, lost in thought, Across the cheerless plain.

Nor woke I from my reverie Till o’er me reared aloft A pillar oak’s tall-tow’ring limbs; Beneath一a carpet soft.

This rugged oak was gnarled with age, Its:haggard members, bare, Frost-stripped of their dense summer cloak, Exposed to human stare.

A village sign was nailed to it, A dun-drab piece of wood.

Beyond it far there lay the thorp— The oak alone here stood.

Beneath my arm I carried Poe. His soul’to’mine was kin— My gruesome act, his gruesome tale.

My soul*was wrenched within.

I turned aside; I left the lane And climbed the stark, gaunt tree.

I mounted to a lofty perch.

The sun shone red on me.

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RED I took my Poe: there caught my glance The raven^ * Nevermore/' My skin poured forth a sweat more cold Than ever flowed before.

My seething brain refused to calm; A turmoil raged within.

Was this the answer of the gods?

I cursed my origin.

The baneful orb now met the west: In bloody bath it sank.

A dusky gloom rushed from the east Till it o’erflowed the bank.

JTwas dark now, but I could not move: My limbs were paralyzed.

My aching brain sought hope in vain— My fears had crystallized!

Then in a hollow of the trunk A slumb’ring form awoke.

It tottered to its hollow’s edge; Still drunk with sleep, it spoke.

I did not understand its speech.

I shrunk beneath:its eyes, Two boring discs— they pierced my soul, Transfixed me with their size.

I felt within；those piercing orbs An incorporeal power.

They bared my sin, repentance bade.

Was there yet hope this hour?

With steadfast stare it:read my thoughts, And then it spoke again.

Its single word was "Evermore.”

My soul was free again!

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RED THIRTY PIECES OF SILVER Marcus Albrecht

When I was younger I used to work as a bookkeeper in a strange town. This gave me regular hours and contact with ’ many people I didn’t know. Every day at about the same time I would do the same thing and see the same places. Naturally, this left me much time but little food for imagination; so, in order not to run too dry, I would invent little stories about the many people I saw in the houses along my way. Most of these tangents of imagination I have forgotten, but one I never will because the actuality of the incident was more unreal than my wildest imaginings.

It would usually be dark when I got to this place, a non­ descript house with bare and very usual surroundings. • There was not an unusual thing about the place. As I would walk by, I could look through the house, that is, I could see from front to back. The first room facing the street was always dark. But in the next room there was a table, two persons, and a lamp which let me see the people, the table, and the bare outlines of the first room.

What I imagined when I saw this scene would make this story too long, but let it be enough that my imagination was stirred so much that I made an attempt to find out who the people were and what it was that happened to them. This is the story as I gathered it from numerous people and my own observations.

The two people mentioned before were an old man and a young girl, his orphaned granddaughter. The old man had only two things left in his shrivelled old age, his granddaughter, the last remnant of his family, his line, and his wealth. His wealth he loved, his granddaughter he thought he loved, he believed he loved. Both he hoarded, both he held tightly in his greedy hands. Needless to say it was a rather bare and bleak, warped and almost wicked existence that this man and child were enduring. It was a hateful living, no joy, no light, only a golden greedy blackness. The man in his blindness was system­ atically blinding another, the only person he thought he loved.

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He thought he was sad. And he had good reason to be. He lamented and wailed. Every one thought he might go mad, for he seemed to have lost everything, and he tried to make himself believe it. I believed it too, I pitied him. That poor man!

But I laugh ironically, because I know something. I saw it and heard it one night as I walked by that place. The old man stood before the coffin, in which lay the beautiful little corpse, bedecked with finery and jewelry. This was her last night on earth. Tomorrow she would be in and of it. The old man stood there struggling and mumbling. And then he tore the necklace and the bracelet from the dead body. ‘‘That would be waste. What use has a corpse for gold!” He closed the coffin and sold his soul. Another battle was fought and won.

Photograph by L. Schaller

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RED BITTERSWEET John Schaadt

It is early Saturday evening. As we walk along Michigan Boulevard, we see a marquee which informs us that Miss Marion Claire and Mr. Donald Dame will sing the leading roles in the production of the operetta Bittersweet. We present our tickets at the door and walk down the aisle of a beautiful audi­ torium no larger than the Classic back in Watertown. Since we arrived only a few minutes before the broadcast, we have little choice of seats. We consider ourselves very lucky when we find places in the third row.

We now have a little time to look the place over. No one is on the stage, which is furnished with a grand piano, chairs, a podium, a speaker’s stand, and any number of microphones.

Five minutes before broadcast time the announcer comes onto the stage and introduces himself. He then tells us the part we, the audience, are to have in the broadcast. We are to remain perfectly silent until he gives us the signal to applaud, at which time we are to clap until he signals us to stop. We then rehearse for a few seconds to make sure no one has his signals mixed. It is eight o’clock. We’re on the air!

The chorus and orchestra, which have come onto the stage while the announcer was speaking, start things rolling with “All the world is a stage. ...” Our announcer steps to the stage to announce the world’s greatest operettas for the world’s greatest listening audience” and introduces “Col. Robert R. McCormick, eminent historian, champion of the people, editor and publisher of the Chicago Tribune^11 who will speak to us on the life of Benjamin Franklin. The Colonel makes his entrance and receives a thundering ovation from the audience while the announcer waves wildly. We receive the signal to stop applauding, and the auditorium becomes as quiet as a morgue. Now we see why no one had wanted our seats, for the coloners head is hidden from us by that part of the speaker’s stand on which his manuscript is placed. Now he looks (to me, at least) like a fugitive from Sleepy Hollow, and though my companion calls me silly for even thinking of such a thing, I find it impossible to put from my mind the resemblance 282 4 <

RED between the Colonel and the Headless Horseman without his usual means of transportation. Colonel McCormick then takes the next ten minutes to tell us the first half of Ben’s life.

While I appreciate Franklin’s greatness and realize that Poor Richard’s Almanac is packed with wise sayings, I fail to see the connection between Ben Franklin’s lightning and WGN’s Bittersweet. The Colonel announces that next week he will complete Franklin’s life and then makes his exit.

The soloists walk onto the stage and take their seats.

Though we are at the extreme left of the auditorium and they are at the right, the clash of the purple blouse and green skirt of the heroine is very evident, even to eyes which have long been exposed to Fessman’s incongruous combinations.

At the wave of Henry Weber’s baton the overture begins, and the play is on. The operetta progresses nicely. The plot is a bit more difficult to follow because of the fact that two actors are used for one character—one takes the singing, the other the speaking role. Ruth Slater is a very fascinating actress, especially when she cries. Marvin Mueller is an effective villain. Late in the play when the villain is to stab the hero, Mueller, in order to be more effective, pulls an imaginary sword from an imaginary scabbard and goes through all the motions of thrusting it through the hero. Many in the audience are very much amused by his actions and begin to laugh. But this is a tense moment. The listening audience can not be distracted by the laughter of onlookers who are too dense to grasp the seriousness of this point in the drama. So Mr. Weber raises his hand and gives the crowd the kind of look an inattentive student is apt to receive from his instructor. But this time it works. In an instant every one is quiet, and a catastrophe is narrowly averted. The broadcast continues with no further mishaps. The soloists, chorus, and orchestra join in the grand finale, and the play is over. The program for the next week is announced, and we go off the air. After the announcer has con­ gratulated us on being a cooperative audience, we leave the auditorium with the feeling that it has been an interesting and entertaining evening.

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RED MGIT OUT ’N CRANK，ER!，， M. N. H.

News of another cut in gasoline rations due in April, to­ gether with now encouraging, now discouraging, reports on the tire problem brings to mind the development of something on the car itself which I believe has had much to do with the popularity of the automobile. A device, if we may call it that, never seen by the modern motorist unless he is curious enough, or has mechanical bent enough, to look under the hood, it has relegated what was once the most important part of the engine to a place in the tool chest, there to serve as an emergency tool.

It has made starting the engine easier and has added much to the pleasure of motoring. But woe to the man on whose Packard or Rolls Royce it suddenly decides not to function! I refer of course to the modern self-starter and its forerunner, the crank.

When the motorist of 1944 wants to go somewhere on what­ ever gas his “A” card allows him (preferably to church), he merely steps into his Buick, or if he is a professor in the Wis­ consin Synod, into his Ford, turns a key, and presses a button on the dashboard with his finger, or if the button happens to be located on the floor, with his foot; and after a slight whir the motor takes hold and runs. Without giving the operation another thought, he’s off!

Not so Mr. Autoist, Class of ’14. His Ford came equipped with a crank, a most vital accessory, and starting a car in those days was something that smacked of the unfathomable. Pro­ cedure A was simple enough; it consisted merely of turning on the two-way switch toward the side marked “Bat.” and hoping against hope that perhaps there was a charge of gasoline vapor in one of the cylinders which might ignite when the spark hit it, and so start the “Old Girl.”（In those days every car had some pet name or other.) Procedure B was the one which required finesse, and was performed somewhat as follows: you proceeded to the animal’s head, and, with the ignition switch off, gave the crank one or two nonchalant upward lifts, after pulling the choke wire which protuded through the radiator.

Then, still whistling as though thinking about something else, you sauntered back to the driver’s cabin, turned on the ignition 284

RED switch, and raced back to the crank, which you gave a snappy upward jerk. If it started, and you didn’t have the emergency brake pulled all the way back, you also had or Liz’ nuzzling your pockets for an apple! If the spark wasn’t retarded either, you might also have had a broken arm as a further token of affection.

The jump from hand crank to starting motor was not a big one, but it was an interesting one. Somebody got the idea that since the engine would sometimes start on a charge of gasoline vapor left in the cylinder from previous operation, why depend on Lady Luck? Why not make sure that there was gas in the cylinder before turning the switch? And so the priming pump was born. It resembled nothing so much as a beer pump. A few hefty strokes up and down, a turn of the key, and bingo!

We’re off! (Almost off the seat too.) One thing led to another, and at least three other types of the foregoing were invented, notable among them being one which forced acetylene gas, brought by an intriguing system of piping from a tank some­ where in the car’s innards into the cylinders. About the only system of engine starting by this means that has survived is the method used on airplanes. Here a tank of compressed air is used to force the mixture into the cylinder, where it is ignited by the gymnastics of the greaseball at the prop and the help of the magneto.

Perhaps the most interesting self-starter I have ever run across was, and you won’t believe this, one run by a spring, just like clockwork. This device, looking like an old-fashioned headlamp, was mounted at the front of the Stearns-Knight, Krit, or Haynes (these makes of cars actually existed, inci­ dentally) ,and one “got results” by pressing a small pedal located somewhere on the floor of the car’s cabin. What happened when Johnny decided to take it, instead of Grandpa’s watch apart, I don’t know. They probably caught him on the rebound. Shades of Rube Goldberg!

Some day, after the war most likely, running an automobile will become merely a matter of steering and braking. It is almost that now, when one considers ignition switches that also operate the starting motor so that even that time-honored gesture of stretching the toe forward to press the starter pedal has almost gone the way of the crank. Maybe it’ll be a good thing; I don’t know.

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RED TO SEE OR NOT TO SEE With apologies to Max Herrmann (and to Bill Sh.) Don Ortnp.r

To see or not to see, that is no question.

No longer need we nobly bear Poor eyesight, causing poor digestion.

(Now we can blame Irv Bilse’s fare.)

For who can't tell by students’ speaking, effervescent And flowing, late at night from every lair, “The tungsten’s gone. Here is the fluorescent!”

The farthest nook is cheery, bright, and fair.

But see! What doth portend this blinking fixture In Dr. Kiessling’s room on Thursday morn?

There sat the Seniors. Sad the picture!

Haggard their minds, their patience worn.

In wonder, indignation, great surprise, The low degrees of wattage did they scorn; And sat there, squinting with their bleary eyes; And rued the day Edison was born.

In time ’twill work; No need for this to-do; No need for all the Seniors’ heartfelt care.

The proverb’s old, but yet *tis very true: "Es ist ja aller Anfang schwer.”

IN THE MOUTH OF A CHILD R. A. R.

One warm afternoon of this last fall, I had the opportunity to witness the product of a remarkable patience, a patience that was striking in these times of haste and “efficiency.”

I had been hiking in the south west section of this town, quaint with its old buildings and autumn colors. As a general goal I had set the office of Pastor Naumann, the minister of Bethesda—home for the feeble-minded. He had a collection of rare old volumes that I was interested in seeing. But I remem­ ber the visit more for a story he told than for his antique books.

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Not exhilaration, but a quiet satisfaction.

As I entered the book-walled office, I saw the cause of Pastor Naumann’s satisfaction. It was a full-grown man sitting in a corner on a stool, intensely occupied in a rapt con­ templation of a pretty red lead-pencil. I shall call him William.

The Pastor took William by the arm and led him to the door—with difficulty. For William’s fancy had just turned to a paper-cutter on the desk. That paper-cutter had suddenly be­ come the most important thing in the world to him, and it was extremely hard to abandon this new love. But he obeyed the “papa” and was soon in the hands of an attendant in the hall­ way.

The Rev. Naumann closed the door after him and turned to tell me the the story of William.

William,” he said, “has just learned that Jesus died for him. That is why I am glad. After two and a half years of instruction, I think he realizes that truth. Look at that picture on the wall.”

I did. It was a well known print of Christ on the cross.

The pastor continued his precise and simple narrative.

‘•That picture was my instrument. I used it because William likes pictures. Most of the boys do. My first step was to show him that the man in the picture was being killed,Tkilled for something he didn’t do. After I had convinced him that the figure was a man, not a woman, he seemed to grasp the idea— — after quite a few m >nths. I don’t know exactly how many be­ cause it didn’t seem important. His course did not run on a schedule. ‘‘Then I tried to make him see the connection between the man in the picture and William. Day after day I pointed to the picture first, and then at him, saying, That man died for you!’

One morning William came in and, without prompting, repeated the simple statement, but pointed at me instead of himself.

This was progress in one direction and problem in another.

Instead of forcibly correcting the error, I let it stand and used it to convey the idea that Jesus died for him, and me, and every one else as well. So we continued, step by step, until today. Two and a half years from the beginning! Today William c <

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RED told me that ‘Jesus Christ, the man in the picture, died for you and me for our sins.’ That is why I am happy.”

The Rev. Naumann did not tell this story as a rare case, but as a typical example of his work, a work that was not spectacu­ lar and often was disappointing. He could not j udge the result of his ceaseless effort, he could only hope. I said “he could not” because this worker is now relieved of his labors. He died on January 15 of this year.

There are many things which could be said in praise of Pastor Naumann’s work, but I for one shall remember him for his story of William. For in it are most of the praiseworthy features of his work embodied. It is for this reason that I pass it on to you here. ______________

SPECIAL B. D.

‘‘Ticket to Chicago, please!” I asked.

“Yessir,” replied the agent. “You live in Chicago, mister?”

“Yes, that’s right,” I said. “I’ve been here just for a few days to visit my sick aunt, Mrs. Brown. Perhaps you know her?”

"Sure do,” he said. “In this little town I guess everybody knows everybody else. She’s been sick for quite some time， hasn’t she? Here’s your ticket, mister. That’ll be five dollars and forty-five cents. The bus won’t leave most likely for another half hour on account of the rain, so’s you might as well set your baggage down and take a seat over there by the window.”

I went over to the bench and sat down. There I waited for the bus to arrive. The bus was due in about ten minutes, but it had been raining for the past few days, and it was raining especially hard tonight, so I didn’t expect it very soon.

I had been sitting only a few minutes when a bus pulled up in front of the station and stopped. It was marked “Special.” I called to the station agent, ‘‘Can that be the bus to Chicago?”

“Must be,” he said. “That’s the only bus out of here after supper.

I grabbed my grips, quickly slipped into my raincoat and ran out to the bus. When I got to the door, I found it closed; 288

RED however, after pounding a few times I managed to catch the attention of the driver. He opened the door, and I walked in.

I handed him my ticket and moved to the rear. After I had taken off my coat and disposed of my grips, I sat down in the rear seat. It was dark when I entered, but I figured that the driver hadn’t bothered to turn on the lights for just one passenger. Soon the bus began to move, and I decided to sleep.

I leaned my head backward and tried to sleep, but for some reason it was impossible tonight. I opened my eyes and looked around, but aside from the aisle lights and the reflection of the headlights, there was little to see. The rain was beating down on the windows, and every now and then one could see a flash of lightning. Except for the noise of the rain and the distant rumble of thunder, the bus was unusually quiet, like a grave­ yard at midnight.

I became lonesome and felt so drearily solitary by myself in that rear seat that I gently tapped the man in front of me on the shoulder and asked, “Can you tell me what time it is?”

There was no answer, so I tapped again and asked, “Mister, what time is it?’’ Again there was no answer. I leaned back and looked out of the window. The man ahead of me seemed to be very fast asleep. I looked around at the other six or seven occupants, who too appeared motionless in the shadowy light.

I was beginning to feel uneasy and perhaps even a little afraid.

I became anxious to get to my destination. Nervously I watched the road and the farm houses gently slipping past. The bus was traveling fast, but not fast enough for me. Nothing could have been fast enough to get me to Chicago and out of this strange, dark bus.

Desperate for company, I decided to wake the man in front of me. I reached up and grabbed his shoulder and shook him.

He was motionless. Anxiously I hit him slightly on the side of the face and cried, "Mister.” But as soon as my hand touched his face, I pulled it back in fright. His skin was cold. "It can’t be,” i said to myself. “It can not be. The man can not be dead. Why would a dead man be riding in a bus?” My mind went blank with fright. I screamed. No one moved. Were they all dead? I sprang out of my seat and moved up to the driver. As I slipped past the motionless people, I became still more afraid. Their ghastly faces and still bodies, grotesquely 289

RED silhouetted by the aisle lights, filled me with sudden terror. I grabbed the driver and shouted, “There is something wrong here.” He:didn’t answer. I shook: him again, but to no avail.

He just sat there, methodically steering the bus as it rolled into the night. I shouted, screamed, and felt I would go crazy under the tension.

Then I heard a man say, 4'Your bus for Chicago is here now, mister.” ______________

THE NUTRIMENT OF AN INNOCENT Tuch Albrecht All the statements:below:arc not necessarily二untainted truth.

I guess I must be bucking too much. That’s the only way I can figure it out. Such things never happened to me before this phenomenal bucking spurt, and that’s the only habit I’ve changed radically recently.

On second thought, there is another possibility. It may the fact that I am being used as a standard of measurement by my own classmates. They figure their billiard ability at any number between 1 and 35, their individual evaluations being the number of points by which they can defeat me. This wouldn’t be so depressing if only one of them had a negative standing.

I’ve been living a decent life, as always. I’ve been eating my vegetables regularly and even getting up for breakfast at least six times a week. I haven7t"overindulged in anything harmful, except perhaps bucking, and bucking is sometimes a necessary evil.

Last night was just as bad as ever. I didn’t get to bed until well after midnight again. But it wasn’t as bad as it might have been. It was Saturday night, and I could sleep through undisturbed until at least ten o’clock, I figured.

Everything proceeded according to plan until about 6:30.

"Which one is it?” I heard some one whisper. I could tell that he was up to no good.

“I don’t know，’’,the other replied. “Let’s take this one.”

So they grabbed me by the legs, pulled until they woke me, and asked me kindly to get up for breakfast. I didn’t do it.

This procedure was repeated a few minutes later—with the same result.

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After a feeble acknowledgment of his presence I succeeded in getting rid of him also. By now I was almost con­ vinced that I must have signed up for breakfast in one of my off moments, but I decided deliberately to disobey and stay in bed anyhow. Frankly, it bothered my conscience considerably, and the realization of the inevitable consequences made me shudder. But I didn’t get up. .

Soon I was again in Somnus, vestibule. My heavily burdened conscience wouldn’t let me into the parlor. There I lay in my agony. Soon I heard footsteps—firm, heavy, regular, ominous footsteps. They could belong to no one but Del. I knew it. I would be caught red p.-j. ’ed.

They kept coming closer. A firm hand turned the knob, and a strong foot kicked the door open.

I didn’t look at him but turned my face in the opposite direction and closed my eyes. It was going to be horrible. I knew it was. The sudden increase in my pulse and blood pressure formed temporary varicose veins over my entire body.

I could almost feel his fingers sunk into my throat. I was already suffering from the anticipation of a belt across my back.

He pushed my bed away from the wall, in order to get at me better—and handed me ham and eggs on a silver platter!

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frbxtaxhxi Librarians, Then And Now . â&#x20AC;˘HE public library, as we know it in America, slowly came into being during the latter half of the nineteenth century.

Before that time libraries were merely storehouses accessible only to those few brave souls who were willing to brush the dust from the books in their quest for the material they wanted.

The few libraries that were in existence in this country were a decidedly passive force in their communities.

As the search for knowledge increased and people began to see the need for more education, they also saw the need for more libraries. A new conception as to its functions arose. It not only was used to guard and preserve books, but it became a distributor of books to people of all classes.

This broadening of the library idea was not without severe criticism, especially from Europe. But we as Americans were 292

RED not hampered by tradition, but were anxious to try new experi­ ments. One of the greatest experiments (which really made our libraries “public”）was that of the open access to shelves.

Formerly all books were on a “closed” shelf and the patron had to ask for the book he desired. The experiment proved a success and the modern public library was well on its way.

In those days of expansion in so many fields, being a purveyor of books was a vocation which appealed to only a few —and from an economical point of view, not at all to men.

Therefore women took over the librarianships. It was a quiet, lady-like career for those who were single and needed a means of support.

Working conditions were far from being enviable. Libraries lacked the mighty dollar and as a result were old, musty, drafty buildings. Chances for advancement were few, and more likely than not the librarian wasn’t interested in changing jobs, but only thankful that she had one which provided enough to keep body and soul together. Because of the meager salary she dressed conservatively and severely. As time went on, the routine of the work and the ‘‘futurelessness’’ of it all began to work on her nerves and she became irritable and frustrated.

Thus was born the well-known "typical librarian.”

Today there are many more feminine vocations to choose from, and if a woman chooses library work, she does it because she believes she is best fitted for it, and not merely because it is a means of earning a living. Then too, certain standards of education, character, and personality have been set forth for prospective librarians, which aid in keeping out women who look upon library work as the easiest and least exhausting of any they might choose.

Yet, despite drastic changes, movies and books still portray her as an elderly woman who wears severe clothes and a severer expression and who holds herself aloof from every one. She is entirely devoid of youth, beauty, brains, and character. True, there are a few such types left, but they are fast taking their places in the ranks of the forgotten because of recent provisions for pensions upon retirement.

In a recent issue of the Wilson Library Bulletin an amusing article appeared under a pseudonym entitled, “Sweetiepies for 293

RED Sourpusses.，，The author proposed that ‘‘no librarian should remain in personal touch with the public one minute after she has been referred to as an old fossil or typical librarian.’’ She also says that the attitude of the public toward librarians has to be changed. The average person thinks that library work is just "a species of literary soda jerking requiring knowledge of only a few simple formulas and capable of being performed by those incapable of performing anything else.”

Librarians are looking ahead to their place in the post-war world. They know they are going to play a vital part in it. The age of library expansion has only just begun. But a needed factor is going to be greater cooperation between the public and the librarian.

You, as the public, can help her. Give her your ideas as to what books you’d like to see and what displays you favor. For­ get about the out-moded typical librarian and get acquainted with your modern public librarian. Let her enter your consciousness as an intelligent personality—not as a part of the fixtures—and you might be surprised to know that she’s human after all and not one bit a “sourpuss”!

Shirley Mae Block

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INCE life in the dormitory may be hard for sonie fellows because of the variety of persons and personalities with which a dormitory dweller must live, I have compiled a few sure-fire meth­ ods for winning- friends and making- oneself a potential winner of the “Sweetheart of the dormitory'* contest. It can be quite simple when these few suggestions are followed. This is of course taking1 for granted that you are already a steady Lifebuoy, Colgates, and Listerine user.

Since everything starts in the morning, there is no better time for you to start your popularity campaign. Let us say, for instance, that you are honored with the job of being monitor, a position held high among- students. Since it is your job to awaken the fellows so that they have ample time to wash before breakfast, see to it that they get up. Don’t just go and gently awaken them.

Rather shout loudly at them, and if the proper responses are not at once forthcoming, keep at it. They may not appreciate it at the moment, but once they are out of their beds and feel that fresh cool morning- air, they will be deeply grateful to you. Your real opportunity to show what a swell guy you are is, in the case of 294

kED fellows who have the first period off, to insist that they get up be­ cause it is unhealthful to go without breakfast. They will im­ mediately recognize your concern for their well-l)ein钇，and you will have won a friend for life.

Then comes the time for vour toilet, a time abounding in opportunities to further your popularity. Don’t bother to take any of the necessary articles with you. Rather, burst in full of life and <?rab some soap here, some tooth powder there, nonchal­ antly take a fellow’s towel if you get too wet, laughing and mak­ ing- jokes all the time. Remind him of the time he once got some tooth powder from you in your Scxta year, and lie’ll be only too glad to repay you. Or laughingly tell him that you figure on getiiipf some next month.

Of course, during this time you may like a smoke. Don’t bother to buy an)' cigarettes. Just recollect all the fellows who have cigarettes all the time. If you work it right, you can bum a cigarette from one fellow, and by the time you make the rounds and get back to him, lie’ll have forgotten about the first one you bummed and be only too willing; to give you another one. After all, a cigarette costs less than one cent and every cigarette smoker knows how good a fag tastes and wouldn't like to see any one de­ prived of the pleasure of smoking.

Of course, you don’t want to do these just once. Keep repeatii^cf them until they finally realize that you want to be their friend. Another piperoo is the electric razor, There’s not a nicer background for Brahm's Lullaby than the steady growl of an elec­ tric razor on your radio. By watching your schedule, you can easily find out when the better programs are on. That’s when you come in.

Or calmly stroll down to the clubroom and look for a card game. Perhaps one of the fellows is having trouble playing his hand and would like nothin辽 better than to have you pull up a chair and help him. Make disgusted remarks about how he plays and then be ready with “I told you so.” Can’t you just see your friendship file swell?

And to think you’ve just started your campaign!

Perhaps you know some one in town. Even if you don’t know them well, you can always get better acquainted over a phone. Talk an hour or two, nobody cares. If some one asks to use the phone, ask him if he has his studying done. This will immediately prick his conscience, and he'll be more than thankful to you for reminding him. Opportunities galore!

Go into the office and make embarrassing remarks—jokingly, of course. You’ll make friends with the authorities and also bring little things to their attention that should be looked into. Who­ ever bears the brunt of your little taunts will appreciate the fact that his ways are beintsf mended. And when you 泛et in a bull ses295

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Knowing, of course, that every one likes music, practice play­ ing- your horn at least 3 hours a clay. And if you play the same son尺 all the time, they’ll like it all the better. In that way you give them a chance to memorize the son尺 right with you. If you practice every day, just think of all the son尺s they’ll learn, some­ thing1 for which they will be grateful to you for life.

By this time you should have found a fellow to whom you are particularly attracted. Don’t hide this fact from him. Rather at­ tach yourself to him, put your arm around him, and \yhen you greet him, don’t just pat him on the back, rather pound him lustily and crush his hand when you shake it. He’ll appreciate these little gestures of friendship immensely. And now that you’ve made a dear friend, borrow thing's from him, anything at all. He won’t mind. He’s your friend, isn’t he? And the fine thin尺 about it is that you don’t have to return it right away either.

And there’s no one who doesn’t appreciate a practical joker.

The bed is a good place to carry out your ideas. Just think of the laughs a fellow will get if you put crackers in his bccl, or dump it or perhaps even pour a little water in it. After all, water never hurt any one.

And now evening draws nigh. But don’t go to bed when your roommates do. Rather, wait until they’re almost asleep. Af­ ter a little practice, you can find approximately the right time.

Then barge into the room and make enough noise so that they wake up. Then you can tell them that good joke you heard that morning. There’s nothing- like going io sleep with a smile on your face.

And thus friend, you have put in a perfect clay. As you lie in bed you can just see yourself as class president and maybe even student body president in the near future.

This of course doesn’t cover all the possibilities, but these are just a few to get you on your way. You may of course supple­ ment this with Carnegie's book, but if you get these down well, my boy * .............. Need more be said?

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RED and a half (3. 5, not to be confused with 3. 2, as some of the boys from Minnesota might think;) years I refrained from writing about the beautiful Bavarian language. There was no one in school that would understand it except Kippy. And he was so busy with the canteen, he didn’t have time to read the Black and Red. But now I have a compatriot, yes, a man from the metropolis, Frankenmuth, of which Saginaw, Bay City, Flint, and Detroit are but minor suburbs (we don’t acknowledge Ann Arbor, since the Greek professors there pronounce the ei aye-ee,) and now I know that one person will understand this.

The Bavarian tongue is not a corruption of northern German, as some Prussians might slanderously say, (that’s swiped from Demosthenes: “On the L. C. Smith,’’）but rather it is a tongue in its own right, a tongue from which the Latinstudying northerners got what they so brazenly term a language.

I will give you an example of Bavarian. But I must write it, for your sakes, (understand!) in the orthography of the North.

For, unlike their cousins (!!!!! ? ? ?) the Bavarians always thought of new things to say and to tell, and did not find it necessary to jot down their ideas in writing very often. When they did, they used the phonetic system. I don’t care to wish that onto you. (See, I’m pretending that I can read it.) Well, here goes: Wie da neia Pfadda nach Franhngmud komma is, hadda umma auf an Gbeide a Brett gsehng. Daw* hads drauf keisn, “Hochs Wassa, 1904.’’ Da Pfadda had gwissd, dasz in Franhngmud jedn Fruejoah hochs Wassa gibdd. Ubba, dasz suh hoch wedd, dess hadda net glahm kenna. Na hadda ehm denn Kell, wu is Gbeide kedt had, gfrawgd, "Is da Flusz wergli suh hoch gstieng?” Da man had dengd, des musz ubba a arg dumma Kauz sei, haddn ubba gandwudt midt, <4Ach na, Heah Pfadda, die Buhm hamm ehm imma is Brett rundagrissn, na hab is ehm dutt umma naufnogeln muessn.”

As you can all plainly see, this has Prussian all beat. In case you don’t get it, see me in my room between 5:00 and 6:00 in the morning, and I’ll gladly translate.

Don Ortner •Pronounce the “aw” as in English “saw•”

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RED Athletics: Its Aims and Ideals ROM the very moment that Adam took his first step to our pres­ Fexercise ent day man has in some way participated in some form of or athletics. The Bible, ancient and modern philosophers, and modern medical science all strongly advocate exercise in some form or other as a beneficial aid to better health, increased mental acuteness, and general interest in one’s everyday affairs and sur­ roundings. From the simple forms of exercise of the anci?nts to the highly intensified types of athletic competition of our day we always find this theory behind the action : Exercise is beneficial, and the strength of a nation is directly proportional lo the health and strength of its citizens. Greece and Rome were strong only as Ion钇 as their citizens were strong"—with the influx of modern­ istic luxuries they grew soft, and soon were defeated 1)y their more vigorous enemies. Our nation is also becoming soft—the automobile age helped that along. But, I must admit, the present con­ ditioning exercises of the armed forces arc doing very much to change this lamentable condition. But will the nation’s future clergymen also get this much-needed exercise ?

In our modern age we have great educational “plants” with almost unlimited facilities. These unlimited facilities naturally carry over to the athletic branch of the school—namely the j?ymnasium. In charge of the individual gymnasium is usually the “Czar” of Athletics,” the coach. Into his experienced and guiding hands are placed the reigns of the student’s personal health. But the duties of a coach go farther than this, as the recent motion picture The Iron Major so vividly portrayed. This picture showed the qualifications that a “real” coach should have. Frank Cavan­ augh, the famous coach of Boston College, Holy Cross, and several other schools was portrayed as the hero. Yes, he was “just a coach,M but that was not all. He was a body builder, a kind ad­ visor, a firm taskmaster to those athletes erring in their private lives, and most important of all, he was a character builder. Cav­ anaugh built character! This very wise coach knew that a coach is usually a sort of idol or hero to his players. He knew that the character formed during school days when it is still pliable and easily molded is the character which is retained in later life. There­ fore as soon as an athlete, or now more broadly, a student, entered school, from his first contacts with this coach he learned and ab­ sorbed for later life those hi^h principles which sport teaches, or rather, should teach! Cavanaugh had the following： as his main points of character building, and tried to instill them in every pupil. They were 1) Clean Living1,. 2) Mental Fitness as well as Athletic Prowess, 3) Individual Thinking, but playing as an Or­ ganic Unit.

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RED Let us take a little better look at the above points. In point one Cavanaugh taught through sports that any boy actively engaged in sports will so physically and also mentally tire himself out through this healthful exercise that he will not have either the desire or the energy to think about or practice immoral acts.

A boy comes home from a tough basketball game—his team has just won a “thriller”一and instead of thinking evil things, he will pride himself on the last-minute free throw he made, or in the onehanded hook-shot that he made. He is supremely happy that his team won the ^ame. With ideas and dreams of almost superhuman feats in the next games, lie goes to sleep, blissfully dreaming-, a healthy-minded hoy. There is not much chance for any immoral ideas to cross that boy’s mind.

To Cavanaugh clean living also meant total abstinence, both of tobacco ami of alcohol. He believed tobacco to be injurious to the body tissues; alcohol injurious to the mind which needed to react quickly on the athletic fields. He forbade his players to use cither of these—hut he taught them that they would be stronger, both mentally and physically if they would not indulge in these.

The individual, through this objective training and kind advice

by Cavanaugh, saw that his own personal welfare would be great­ ly improved if he took Cavanaugh’s advice. As a result of this type of reasoning his pupils did not indulge.

Clean living also meant personal body cleanliness. He taught his athletes correct methods of wearing clothing—and personal ‘ tidiness. For a growing boy, the words of a coach have a great influence. The coach can easily mold a boy’s character along either good or bad lines, in either good or bad habits. Great, then, is the responsibility of a coach.

Point Two. Cavanaugh's players hacl to be scholastically efficient as well as athletically talented. If a player lagged in his school-work, Cavanaugh would not allow him to play until the He believed, as is correct, scholastic deficiencies were made uip. ii that the real purpose of going to school」was to learn something, Athletics should come second. If any player, no matter how great his athletic prowess may have been, did not want to keep his school marks up, he was in Cavanaugh’s mind defeating the purpose of going to school. Cavanaugh would not allow him to play any more. In a short time the erring student would again be a good student. Our present clay rules should be a little more enforced— in many schools today star athletes have the lowest grades.

Perhaps the “'vill to 'vin” theory can be treated here under point two. Cavanaugh instilled into his players that sense of al­ ways striving to win, and never to quit trying, no matter what the odds may be against you. Often Cavanaugh’s teams overcame vastly superior (in size and number) schools just by that extra “drive” given them by their coach, and by their own “will to win.”

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RED Cavanaugh’s students became priests, lawyers, soldiers, etc. But against all the problems that fate and life could throw against them in their respective professions—against all these Cavanaugh’s students faced themselves and the trouble with the “'vil! to win.”

The great Michigan athlete, Lt. Thomas Harmon, attributes his miraculous escape from the Japanese-infested China hinterlands to two things: the aid of God, and his college football training in which the “never give in, will to win” theory was always practiced.

Such can be the results of proper athletic training. For students preparing for the ministry, and the various problems and disap­ pointments which they will have to face in this ministry, this “will to win,” this inward emotional “drive,” is invaluable. Yet too often coaches fail in their duty of teaching their players these ideals. I am not saying- that winning is all important, it is the ■’ "will to win” that is important. After a hard-fought athletic contest, the winning team has nothing but respect for a team, which, even in defeat, always kept trying. That is the true meaning of “will to win.”

Point Three. Cavanaugh also wanted and taught individual thinking. He wanted each player instantaneously to react to any change of tactics used by the opposition. His players should be able to adapt themselves to this change immediately. Each player was taught to study the weaknesses and strong- points of the op­ position, and from this observation to make his own tactical adjustment. This theory of “individuality” and its application proved invaluable also in the private lives of his many devoted pupils.

Yet Cavanaugh taught co-operation. His teams were always a unit of striving athletes. They were not the teams which we so frequently see in our own circles, in which each individual player tries to break a scoring record. They did not try to break any scoring- records, and make themselves look foolish by doing1 so; instead they played for a final, victorious, total, won by co-operatlon, in which each player had justly earned his share. They played for the team and for the school, not for themselves and their own empty glory. If some of our present day teams would only use this theory, I am sure that victories would be more fre­ quent, and the spectators would also enjoy the contests much more.

And Cavanaugh^ players were personal “pals.” In private life as well as on the athletic fields all the players were true friends.

Cavanaugh also taught this.

From the above points I hope that I have impressed on my readers the very important role which the coach plays in our lives during the formative period. Cavanaugh’s teaching of the strict sense of fair play, and of the high ideals of competitive athletics created a strong bond of friendship between his former pupils, now alumni, and their alma mater. They were glad to come back 300

RED to revisit the school that held so many pleasant memories for them. They liked to reminisce with their class-mates, and their team-mates. This healthy bond between the school and the alumnus is a bond which more schools should try to strengthen. A graduate with only bitter memories of his school will not be an energetic alumnus, and consequently, through his lack of interest in his alma mater, the schoolâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s progress will be materially hin­ dered.

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PROGRAM The National Anthem King Robinson’s Grand Entree March Bizet L’Arlesienne Suite No. 1 Prelude Minuetto Adagietto Le Carillon .King The Huntress March__ ..Alford The Army March_____ Intermission

The Crimson Flush March _______________ The Crosley March_____ _____ _____ _____ Bridal Song (from Rural Wedding Symphony) Pilgrims’ March (from Italian Symphony)__ His Honor March ______________________ Alda Overture ........................ ......................

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EVEN years ago I missed seeing a movie which I had very much desired to see. As the next best thing, I read the book on which the picture was based. The world of adventure which I found there so fascinated me that I have since reread the story several times. The eager anticipation with which I awaited the showing of The Count of Monte Cristo in our gym on February 10 was, therefore, only natural.

The story of the young sailor whose star was eclipsed by some malicious fate as soon as it began its auspicious rise is undoubtedly one of the treasures of world literature. Edmond Dantes’ only offense was his success and happiness. The con­ ception of a nemesis, which inflicts losses and suffering on all who are blessed with too many gifts of fortune, is an ancient one, appearing personified as a goddess in the earlier Greek writers. The poet, Goethe, too, like the Greeks, feared the envy of the gods when fortune smiled too propitiously on mortal beings. In order to appease their wrath toward him for the ineffable happiness he found in the companionship of Charlotte von Stein in Weimar, he proposed to cast the ring he had received from her into the sea. Dantes had won the apprecia­ tion of his superiors for bringing the Pharaon safely into port through a stormy sea and was rewarded with the captaincy. So much good fortune the gods would perhaps have conceded him.

But when he also won the fairest maid in all Marseilles as his wife, he was overstepping the limits of happiness set for human kind, and his fall became inevitable.

Edmond could have and would have been freed if nemesis had not led him to make one fatal mistake while being examined by the king’s magistrate, Villefort, a man dominated by an allconsuming ambition. In order to maintain his own position, Villefort had to conceal the fact that his father had a part in the conspiracy to return Bonaparte to France. When Dantes, comparing to Villefort the man to whom he had delivered the letter from Napoleon, said, “He was about your height.......... ，’’ his fate was sealed. That unfinished sentence made Dantes’ release, yes even further trial, impossible. Villefort knew that Dantes’ lips must be locked forever. The dungeons of the Chateau If would be a sure guarantee.

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HED The story of how Dantes escaped a living death in the Chateau d* If, how he became the richest man in Europe and with cool calculation wreaked a terrible vengeance on those who had shattered his happiness is too well known to need review here. In a movie of ordinary- length it was, of course, impossible to incorporate into the plot the many episodes which we find in Dumas’ tale. Because only the high lights of the story could be presented, the development of the plot had to be altered, and as a result, the Count’s plan of revenge lacked the finesse of Dumas’ conception. The reunion of Edmond and Mercedes in the movie version is evidently a concession to the demand for a happy ending by the public, which compelled even Ibsen to alter the tragic ending of A DolVs House.

Alexandre Dumas has currently come in for renewed interest in the literary world because of the recent publication of the first translation into English of his Journal of Madame Giovanni. His own life was as wild an adventure as any of his stories. His literary career began with a series of plays which took Paris by storm. Flushed with success, he crashed the headlines of the social columns with a public orgy, which left in his wake a long succession of mistresses and illegitimate children.

Dumas turned to novels when he made the happy acquaintance of Auguste Maquet. The pair collaborated on several novels, Maquet supplying the rough drafts of the plots and Dumas the episodes and literary polish. When others hinted to Maquet that it would be more profitable to strike out for himself, the team broke up, and Dumas’ pen ran dry. Today Maquet is forgotten, but the name of Dumas will live as long as the tales of The Three Musketeers and The Count of Monte Cristo are read.

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RED 0 Corp. Fritz Peterson，’40, and Miss Rose Marie Schaller were married early this month at St. Paul’s Evangelical Lutheran Church in Saginaw, Michigan. The bride’s father, Prof.

Winfried Schaller, ’11，officiated. To the happy couple, bon voyage.

Reinhardt Pope, ’40，now teaching at Lutheran High in Milwaukee, has received a call to Crivitz, Wis. Whether he has accepted or not we don’t know.

Clarence Koepsell, ’40，paid his alma mater a short visit earlier this month.

E. Keibel，’39, R. Pope, ’40, O. Schlenner, ’39, and R. Holz, *37, all teaching at Lutheran High, spent an evening here when the Preps played Lutheran High^ basketball team. We noticed from our perch in the balcony that the local faculty had a warm greeting and smile for their proteges. Unfortunately we heard none of the professorial conversation. I think it would have been interesting.

The Rev. Edwin Frey, ’39, was installed as pastor of the Ascension Ev. Lutheran Church in Detroit, Mich, on Jan. 30.

The Rev. Erdmann Pankow, ’21，accepted the call to Hustisford, and was installed there on January 23. His former charge was Green Lake, Wis. Mr. Irwin Gamm, M. A. of Seattle, Washington, spent part of December and January here in Watertown. He had come for the burial of his father Charles, who had died at his home in Seattle. Many N. W. C. alumni remember Charles Gamm as a devoted friend of the college. During the early decades of this century he was a druggist in Watertown.

Incidentally, his son, Irvin, holds the record for attendance at recitations. It is reported that he was present, at every class period of his college career. He graduated with the class of 1916.

The Rev. Norbert Reim, class of ’39, has received the call to Dale, Wisconsin. He will be installed there on the 27th of February. On the 13th of this month he completed his work at Slinger, Wis., where he had been serving our congregation in the stead of the Rev. Erwin Scharf, ’28. Pastor Scharf has been working, for the past two years, as our camp pastor among the training camps in Louisiana. The number of our men at this sector recently became so greatly reduced that the 305

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Professor Hilton Oswald,，29, has again received the call for the Watertown-Thiensville music professorship. His second decision is still unknown. We do not print rumors.

John Brenner, ’40, now teaching at the parochial school in Thiensville has accepted a call to Colorado. He intends to leave after Easter.

Candidate Ralph Schaller, ’40, was ordained and installed as pastor of the South Ann Arbor Mission by his father, Prof.

W. Schaller on January 30.

Congratulations are in order for the Rev. Lester Groth, ，35, and his wife. Harriet Susan arrived in the family on December 1. Rev. Groth is now in Colome, South Dakota.

The announcement that we shall have an accelerated course beginning June 19 seems to have precipitated a rush on the part of Seminary students to announce their engagements. A Seminary reader has sent us the latest “scoop.” Mr. Winfred Koelpin, ’41，has announced his engagement to Miss Ruth Berg.

Oliver Witte, a member of the class of ’33，stopped in Watertown recently with a group of blood donors on their way home to Elroy from Milwaukee. Mr. Witte is at present the publisher of the'Kendall and Elroy, Wis.，newspapers.

In the mail which reached our desk recently we found a letter from Ralph Hagedorn, ’35. After graduating from N. W. C. he attended the school for librarians at the University of Wisconsin and is now research bibliographer at the University of Alabama.

We wish to express our deepest sympathy to our friend and fellow student, Loyal Schroeder, whose father died on February 22. To the bereaved we offer the only real comfort, God’s Word: “Since by man came death, by man came also the resurrection of the dead. For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive.

1. Cor. 15: 21, 22.

N. W. C. Men in the Service

A/C Werner Neitzke, ex. ’46, is making a splendid record for himself in the Army Air Forces. According to latest reports, he is at the top of his class, and knowing in which direction his ambition and interests lie, we feel sure he will stay there. He has just completed his primary training at 306

RED Victory Field, Vernon, Texas, and is now taking the basic flying course. His present address is: A/C Werner Neitzke A. S. N. 36819390 Bks. 13 Flight B-l Class 44F Enid Army Air Field Enid, Oklahoma Recent campus visitors were Rupert Rosin and Joel Nitz, both of the cla^s of *46, who are in the army, and Philip Robisch, ex. ’47, who is in the navy.

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We were pleased to receive a letter from Sergeant Henry Peil, Ml. Since he is in the army, he has been stationed at camps in California, Florida, and at present in Georgia. He writes that he thinks he can still beat Jeb Schaefer in a good argument. Being a sergeant has no doubt given him much opportunity to develop the art. He sends his regards to all at N. W. C. His address is: Sgt. Henry Peil, 36542475 Biry. B. 222nd A. A .A. S/L Bn. Camp Stewart, Georgia A/C John Sauer, ex. ’46, is now an upperclassman at Max­ well Field, Alabama. The school he is going to is much like West Point, and so you can understand why it means something: to be an upperclassman. When John finishes his training he will be a bombardier. Bombs away! His present address is: A/C John Sauer Sqd. B, Gr-7 FT-2 Class 441 A. A. F. P. F. S. Maxwell Field, Alabama Here are some of the latest changes of address we have received: Corp. Rupert Rosin F2/c Roy Ulrich, Bty. C-22nd Bn. 6thRepl. Regt.

Sec. El2-3Bks, 402 C. P. c/o Service School U. S. N.T. S, A. G. F. Repl. Depot No. 1 Fort George Meade, Maryland Great Lakes, Illinois Robert B. Grosnick, H. A. 1/c Pfc. A. F. Grosnick U. S. Naval Hospital 3665 S. U.-A. S. T. P. San Diego, 34, Calif.

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Altho the sand will trickle just so fast, I never thought I’d see exams go past So soon; But who is time that he should flabbergast?

We’ll sink back in our rut and blitz bombast Eftsoon; Our greasers’ caps and such aside we’ll cast, And see to it that pers and Jimmies last —Till June.

After looking rather dubiously at the January issue, quoth “Hans” Eggert: "I don’t see why they had to quote the Pope on the cover!”

Far be it from us to beef, but when during exam week we had a taste of balmy California, we had a sneaking hunch what kind of weather we’d be in for after the pressure was off. I guess the meteorologists are still going in circles, and if cornered will mumble something about wires getting crossed upstairs. Nor is the present snow above censure. (Where was it, say Dec. 20?) There be some Georges that just cannot pass by an open window and keep their hands dry.

Although he had an idea all along, Winnie Schaller. was made doctrinally sound the other day in Religion class (via ex cath^dr^) about his “Jasons in Acts.”

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RED If one can believe one half of what he hears, the “Bishop” has laid aside crosier and pallium, so to speak, and become decidedly worldly minded. His signature on the checking out pad has become a commonplace. Why, he is even reported to have proposed a sleigh-ride party, which, of course, presupposes considerable. But we7re a tolerant bunch, “Bishop,” without any Cluniastic tendencies, so just you go ahead and sip your nectar while ye may—Old Time is still a flying.

Lest we become guilty of jyross insubordination, I wisht Margie Schmidt would decipher for us the chevrons on that chick sailor suit she’s been sporting o’ late—maybe we shoulda been saluting instead of whistling!

Ortner says we might quote him as saying he’s quite squarely between the horns of a dilemma: he can’t decide whether Time or the New Yorker is the official organ of the Wis. Synod.

If you just take the trouble to look (so I’m told), you’ll find the dorm is alarmingly full of musical talent, latent or otherwise. Take the second floor f’rinstance—there i^s mostly otherwise. Vying for dubious honors are two groups, bivouacked as far from each other as is geographically possible. The south hall is afflicted with the notorious Dual Cacophony Combine featuring Bud Witte and “Three-Ball” Janke, virtuosi on clarinet and harmonica disrespectfully. They play entirely as the spirit gives them utterance—and believe me, brother, if you think some of these modern bands treat the noted page cavalierly, you should get within range of those guys! The North Hall Music Manglers stick strictly to the vocal side, and therefore have the added threat of being able to hold forth upon the slightest provocation. Whereas the human voice is the most perfect of musical instruments, when exploited it also becomes the most obnoxious—and exasperating. Current hits with these lads go something like “When Those Norwegian Babes—and “Grade, Gracie,” a rendition of the latter invaribly followed by an audible belt. And we who live between, we’re supposed to be molding our characters!

If we’d hold a pan-dormic hit parade for the tunes most often in the mouths, throats, and instruments of the inmates, my guess for No. 1 would be a three-way toss up between 309

RED “There’s Meat Around the Corner,； “Mrs. Bliss,” and ••Mairzydotes”一，tho by the time this comes out they 11 all probably be tied for last place honors.

Lessons in Greek Philosophy I.

Anaximander Took a gander To see what made the world go 7round.

Seeing we lack He said that this old thing is round In the middle, Hi diddle diddle; .

This old thing is round in the middle!

For 650 B. C. You will agree That’s quite a bit Of fiddle-dee-dee.

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Straight Logic

The Syllogism, quatei'nio tenninoi'um, or sophistry: Major Premise: The more you study the more you forget.

Minor Premise: The more you forget the less you know.

Conclusion: So why have summer school? .

N. B. Quite obviously, the fallacy lies in that the middle term does not function as the absolute medium between S & P. A parallel syllogism could, of course, be constructed on the basis of the better known proposition, "All men are mortal.”

As for the ‘‘peek-a-boo’’ paper towels we’re getting' nowa­ days, “Paul” might as well be consistent and fold them acoupla more times and fill up all the empty slots! *

Smatterings: If you’re having trouble filling out your income tax report (as who isn’t?) and can’t afford to consult a lawyer (as who can?), next best thing is to drop in on brother R$im=^chances are he can help you, if you’re in the $50 and 310

RED under bracket and are using the short form—for a slight con­ sideration, of course, an Aufsetzung payable as soon after your because of his connections, I guess the refund as possible Seniors are going to dig into their “Arbor Day Fund” to send Reim home this weekend so that he can talk intelligently next Hebrew period..........if some Junior misses his ‘‘flay is the Thing” and gets panicky, let him take heart and remember: the Frosh are reading Plautus’ Mostellaria............ “You know, sometimes I think you boys aren’t telling us all you know’’•… a sure-fire sign of something: The Juniors are ordering their rings, etc,—odd how such masculine gents often choose the .effeminate styles..........says "Cock”： *'Next intramural basket­ ball game I whack being goalie!’’ 氺

A parting thought: Seeing as how it’s leap year, and you’ve felt out by now (I hope) the situation round about, give ear to a bit of doubtful advice: on bee Xag don’t venture out of bounds alone—but if you gotta go, take no chances: roam in packs!

ATHLETICS FOR OLD LANGE SYNE 1 year ago —The Goslings met their first defeat of the season at the hands of Falks of Milwaukee. After that defeat the Goslings once more hit the victory trail by defeating Edgewood of Waukesha, and St. Jacobi of Milwaukee.

5 years ago—With the exception of losses to Seminary and Whitewater N. W. C. was having a very successful season. Whitewater was the only team to defeat the Goslings twice.

10 years ago—The Northwestern “five” snapped an eight game loosing streak by defeating Seminary 27-24.

Hocky was in full swing, and the college pucksters had scored victories over West Side tary High of Madison and St. John’s Milit— Academy. The roster included Bussewitz ,R. Siegler, 0. Siegler, Stewart, Pagels, Schumann, Craine, Vallesky, Stiemke, Lueck, and Zehms.

15 years ago—Lake Forest 28: Northwestern 22 Ripon ____ 24 23 Concordia .

29 17 Ripon ____ 53 15 Carroll___ 40 12 Milwaukee Normal 28 19 20 years ago—A fast intramural league provided plenty of basketball for the students. The Seniors were leading.the loop with 7 wins in as many games.

25 years ago—January 18 marked the opening of the in­ tramural season. The Sophomores, strengthened by the entrance of Cares, Boehringer, and Meier, were considered likely winners.

35 years ago—Under Captain Koehler the military company held drills four times weekly.

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Northwestern 42

On January 22 the Seminary came to town for their second meeting of the season with the Goslings. The many fans that were on hand saw a tight ball game the first half. The half­ time score found the Seminary leading 26-22. As the second half began, the Seminary took matters into their own hands and within a few minutes had piled up a comfortable ten point margin which the locals never overcame. The Goslings folded up completely and made no serious threat during the entire second half.

In the preliminary the Seminary “bone-crunchers” disposed C. ‘‘B’’ team with very little difficulty. We would of the N. like to have our readers (assuming that there are some) take note that the name of this team is *‘bone-crunchers’’ and not “bone-crushers” as reported in a previous issue.

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Although still suffering from the strain of semester exams and the weekend that followed them, the Goslings readily disposed of Milwaukee Teachers on the night of February 4.

But for a spurt in the second period during which the Teachers scored 15 points, it was Northwestern all the way. The game was rough throughout and the referees had a busy night, calling 36 fouls during the course of the evening.

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On February 8 N. W. C. faced a team of officers from the Milwaukee Naval Procurement Station. While the crowd, two navy officers, stood breathlessly by, the Northwestern “five” added another game to their string of victories. Although the officers played a good game, they could not match the pace set by their much younger opponents. The Goslings led 34-20 at the half. Klien was high scorer of the evening with.18 points, while Nolting paced his team with 17.

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On February 12 the Varsity met the U. W. Extension for the first time this season. The Goslings won, that’s true; we can’t take that away from them. But whether they won through any fault of theirs is rather doubtful. The game they played only faintly resembled basketball. What’s to be done? Perhaps a little less point-consciousness on the part of individuals and a little more teamwork would help as much as anything.

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On the following Tuesday the Goslings met Extension in a return engagement, almost an exact repetition of their first meeting. After approximately two minutes of basketball, the Goslings reverted to their old style of play to which we have become quite accustomed. To put it mildly, the game was rugged. The Goslings scored exactly 17 field goals, but there were decidedly more than 17 flings at the basket. The spectators 314

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BOWLING Perhaps it’s time that we’re giving you a bird’s eye view of what’s happening in the bowling alley. The Seniors have been hard at it since Christmas, and have now completed the first round. The scores indicate that they still haven’t mastered the finer points of the p：ame. Nolting’s 157 was the high average for the first round. Others averaging over 150 are Mischke, Werner, Eggert, Walther, Schmelzer. Following is a list of the teams with the standings for the first round.

Eggert Bernthal Schmelzer F. Schultz Henke Wiiedmann Katurakat Reim Herrmann Hanke Schuppenhauer Nitz Nolting Baur Zell Mischke Kuske E. Schultz Walther Werner Standings: Average pins W. L. Captain 143 9 3 Schmelzer 144 4 8 Eggert 137 5 Henke 7 144 7 Bernthal 5 133 11 F. Schultz 1 分ICTORY BUY

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Watertown, Wis” March 1944.

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March 3, 1870. Publishod monthly. Subscription. One Dollar.

SONNET Wilbert Gawrisch

All nature trembles.—Lo! the morning breaks!

Aurora streaks the sky with shafts of light— Her missiles pierce the angry clouds of night; Her eastern host the western horde o’ertakes.

The battle’s joined; the earth, responsive, quakes.

Dawn’s purple vanguard mounts to Heaven’s height: Night pales and flees, no match for solar might.

The battle’s won!—The dormant world awakes.

Night dies: a day is born—a day to read, To quaff vast Wisdom’s never-quenching brew, To probe the murky depths of cosmic truth, To serve the demons of the mind which feed On Knowledge, craving more when fed. ‘‘Subdue The earth!” The challenge rings for every youth.

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RED WALDEMAR A. THU ROW, 1913-1943 Ii. Hagodurn, '35

On June 15, 1943, Waldemar A. Thurow, ’35, ensign in the U. S. Naval Reserve, died in Alaska of wounds received while in the service of his country. He was a classmate of mine for nine years, the closest and most intimate of friends for sixteen years. Writing a fitting tribute is as difficult as finding words to express my real emotions is impossible and giving utterance to peripheral emotions, vain. I limit myself to a brief sketch of his life, and to a quotation from a tribute written by Gilbert H. Doane, Director of Libraries of the University of Wisconsin.

Waldemar Thurow was born in Bay City, Michigan, July 5, 1913.

He entered Northwestern in 1927; was graduated in 1935. He had been president of his class for four years, on the staff of the Black and Red for two. In addition to conscientious studying and omniverous reading, Thurow took a keen interest in all extra-curricular activities: sports, the band, especially dramatics and the pro­ ^ > grams of the literary societies.

He attended the Theological Semi­ nary at Thiensville from 1935 until 1937. The next school year he spent at the University of Wisconsin in the study of library science, and was graduated with distinction. He continued his studies thereafter as he found time, and received his master’s degree in June, 1942.

Thurow’s scholastic career is a record of solid accomplish­ ment. His method of study was to lavish meticulous attention on all details connected with routine assignments. The less he liked the assignment, the harder he worked at it. Thus, he not only became permanent master of a great amount of factual knowledge which formed the foundation for advanced study, but thoroughness became a habit which brought its own rewards in his chosen vocation. Those assignments 317

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In his graduate work he chose comparative literature as his major field of study, a desertion of the classics more apparent than real; for the classics are the tertium coviparationis.

Of the many fine qualities in Thurow’s character which endeared him to his friends, there is one which stands pre­ eminent: his devotion to his family. The frequent and strong attractions to the idle amusements and the idle pleasures of carefree student life received not a moment’s thought when being with his family was the alternative. This was rarely a matter of deliberate choice; it was natural to his character to prefer the more lasting values in life. I recall very few occasions when this natural inclination had to be supported deliberately by his strong- sense of duty. His absence from occasional student frolics was always felt less by himself than by his friends; for he was the gayest, wittiest, and pleasantest of companions.

Thurow’s attitude toward his work was that work is a matter of conscience, not a matter of convenience or only of necessity. This sober attitude, together with the qualifications of his descent and training, equipped him admirably for library work. Mr. Doane says the following: In July, 1938, the newly founded branch of the General Library of the University of Wisconsin, the Physics-Mathe­ matics Library in Sterling Hall, was being organized，and Wally was asked if he would take charge. With his usual modesty he demurred at first. . . Finally he ivas persuaded to accept the post and came to work ... In eighteen months he not only put the collection in order, revised the catalogue and rendered daily service to hundreds of students^ but found time to take a refresher course in physics and used his • . • German to help members of the faculty read technical books and articles in that language.

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In his professional work he demonstrated the ideal of library service: intelligent attention to the need or request of the patron, courteous handling of student or instructor, knowledge of reference books, aptitude for finding information, and a genuine vocation for helping others. The clientele of the library liked him and enjoyed having him help them; the staff found him a friendly, cooperative colleague. He was in love with his profession, for it was more than a means of livelihood for him ...

Wally Thurow ivas not merely a scholar, an officer, and a gentleman,—he ivas a man of lovable personality, keen intellect, and high but not oppressive sense of duty.

Those of us who knew him feel privileged to have had his friendship.

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One afternoon he invited us to with liim.

As we chu^ed through black water, 1)et\vcen dead slumps of trees, we scanned either bank for signs of wild life. Several deer which had come to drink looked up, startled, then bounded away the forest. Soon Jerry steered the boat toward tlic bank «*ind said, “This is where we out. From now on we walk.” He had equipped us with huge boots, warning us that we’d be using them.

"We climbed up the bank and were in an immense, silent forest.

We followed him in single file, each carrying a small minnow can.

As we progressed we realized that we were in a virgin forest. The ground was soft with centuries of dead leaves. Jerry indicated several points of interest—hug1 boulders; long, prostrate trees which crumbled at the touch; deer watering-places, and the “Old Five of us joined hands and circled the trunk to measure it. As we stood under it, looking up. it almost seemed to reach into heaven.

Soon our boots were put to use. The ground was hilly and in the low places were stagnant pools bordered with exquisite ferns.

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RED covered, slippery lo^s. One by one we'cl lose our inexperienced footing and go sliding knee deep into the cool water.

Sometimes Jerry would stop and point out some bright colored fungi on decaying stumps. We had never seen such a great variety before. One I remember well had the appearance of deep wine-red mahogany willi a lii^h polish. The underside was a soft gray which turned dark wlien touched.

We had been walking on a carpet of green, broad-leafed plants wilh red berries. Al first I tried to avoid stepping on them, Init Jerry laii^hinjjflv explained that they “covered the earth and didn’t mind hein^ stepped on.** \Ve noticed many new plants—wild orchids and la<lysiip|)ers, clusters of Indian pipes, and pretty, name­ less little yellow and blue flowers ^rowin^ under the fallen trees.

Climhinir llu- hill we stood for a while on the crest. Below us lay a small lake, framed 1)y young pines. It was beautiful. Wc (Icsceuclcd and hei^an walking over what seemed to 1)e dangerously spongy ground. Jerry stopped, and as he jumped up and down, waves bewail r«tiling across ihc lake! We ran for the hill, afraid, but lie called us hack, ’l’lie “grouiid” was safe; it would hold the weight of man and li.^lit animals. We asked for an explanation. \\ c wore walking on wild cranberries, he said, and stooped to pick some. They were wliilc, but truly cranberries. The plant grows right out over tile water and forms an intricate network of roots which enables it to support weight. I put some berries into my pockets, whicli w t-re already stuffed with a collection of leaves, plants, flowers, fun^i, lmrk, fern, and snail shells. Then we went Oil.

Jerry told u.> wo had come to his traps. Wc couldn t see any­ thing, hut he i licked uj) a short stick and pulled on it. A chain came out of the water, and a large screen-can with it. He opened a little door and dumped out a mixture of minnows and water bu^s. Then he filled one of our cans with water and slipped the minnows into it. The water bu^s he left on the ground—ugly things, green and spiny-backed. He called them “spiegel-backs.”

He closed the “door” and the can sank back into the water. Around the lake he went, with a perfect knowledge of the location of his traps.

We left this lake, ancl the trail wound through the pines to another. On the way Jerry asked, ‘‘Ever see a pitcher plant ?

There are lots of them here.” We looked clown and sa'y what re­ sembled skunk cabbage plants. I pulled one up. Inside was a pool of water with insects floating around. The outside was speck­ led red and green. The inside was rough, like a cat’s tongue.

Here was .a carnivorous plant! I stuffed one into my afore-men­ tioned pockets, and we went on. I saw a cluster of Indian pipes and picked them. My pockets were too full for such fragile plants,

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Soon we had filled every can. Turning back, we were sure \vc had not gone that same way before. But Jerry showed us certain markers, pools which I remembered too well, old trees and stumps, houklers, and, of course, the trail. He finally convinced us. After all, hadn't he been doing this for years ? \Vc followed him.

The way back was difficult with our heavy minnow cans and water-soaked boots. We went leisurely, resting here and there and enjoying the quiet forest and the birds. \\re went hack over the same logs and every one laug-hed merrily as T slid into the pools for the second time. Jerry had to pull me out now : I wouldn't abandon my pipes, and the minnow can I couldn't leave.

We finally arrived at the lake shore and climbed into the boiit.

Jerry whistled for his dog，Ossie, who bad l)cen chasing rabbits all afternoon. He came barking and tumbling into the boat. After he had taken his stand in the pro'v，we shoved olT, leaving the main­ land and the forest behind us. Il was almost dusk. Wc saw sev­ eral deer at the water's edge. They added the crowning touch to the peaceful scene—the dark rippling water, the black l)ackground of pines against a red sky. For a few hours we luul seen the silent majesty of Creation in a place where life had gone c)i for centuries, untouched by the tainted human hand of progress.

PHOTOGRAPHY IN THE WAR NEWS Frederic Kosankc

From Dorothy Lamour to the beachhead below Rome， a picture is worth a thousand words. Why? Some psychologists say it’s because we are too lazy to read. Instead of studying the newspapers cover-to-cover we pick up a copy of Life and see the news in pictures. But it isn’t only laziness that gives so much appeal to pictures. Words can create only a mental image. This image is often false or incomplete. But a picture gives the down-to-earth facts.

Our government realizes the value of pictures and, there­ fore, has over thirteen thousand trained photographers in the army and navy. These cameramen do a hundred and one different types of work.^The same man may.be assigned to take pictures of a visiting Hollywood star in the morning and of the armor-piercing strength of an Anti-Tank gun in the afternoon.

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RED Joe goes to the navy enlistment office and is intrigued by the pictures of the "men in blue.” He enlists.

He and his fellow boots arrive at their camp and have hardly looked around when they are shoved in front of a frighteningly large camera where they pose for the identifica­ tion picture to go on their “dog tags.” Joe next picks up his uniform and puts it on. But a worry pops up in his mind: What will he do if he meets an officer? When and how is he supposed to salute? That night he sees a training film on «« Military Courtesy” and his worries are over—as far as saluting is concerned.

The navy starts its own worrying now. To be sure Joe’ll do the right thing at the right time, he is shown reel on reel of instruction movies. The old salts may laugh, but modern sailors learn how to tie knots, how to march in drill manuevers, how to shoot, and so forth,—all by means of motion pictures.

And they learn more quickly and effectively from movies than by the old training methods.

In Classic Theater style a navy program might look like this: Advertisement —Pwi 20lk of your Pay Check into WarBonds Cartoon- Iiow to Take Apart and Reassemble a Rifle Health Feature—your Quarters Main Picture—Diffb'ent Types of Drill Maneuvers Educational Short—P/ane Recognition News—The Latest VictoHes Gained by our Naval Forces Joe never went to the movies so often in his whole life before.

Joe doesn’t pay much attention to the photographer who takes pictures of his company on the drill and exercise yard.

He’s too busy following the commands of his officer. But that photographer makes a hit with Joe’s mother. She sees the pictures in the paper, and—there’s Joe in the fifth row, third from the end! Now she can see the kind of work her boy wrote about in his last letter.

Joe nears the end of his hard boot training. His com­ pany has a group picture taken, and Joe has several small portraits of himself made to send to his friends. He’s really proud of that uniform. Good luck, Joe! We’ll leave you now and look at the Army Signal Corps photographer in action at the front.

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The battle over, the other fighting men are given a chance to catch up on their much needed sleep, but not the photographer.

He must take pictures of the captured enemy equipment for analyzation by the army weapon experts, pictures of the captured land for the records, and pictures of the captured soldiers and civilians for home publication. He must take record pictures of captured dugouts to indicate their construction, of concrete pillboxes to show the thickness of their walls, of mine fields to show the methods of concealment and disposition. If he is far from the main laboratory, he must process his own negatives.

His job is a dangerous one: in the midst of heavy fighting he must keep his attention on the best picture source. He can not stop to worry too much about his own safety. And an absorbed, motionless photographer makes an excellent target.

The ground manâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s buddy, the aerial photographer, has quite a job to do too. In the beginning of this war a high German officer made the statement that the war would be won by the side with the best photographic reconnaisance. Since the outbreak of the war our air forces have been inventing and developing new cameras and methods, so that now we are the undisputed leaders in this field.

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After the development of the airplane made bombing so effective, it was necessary to devise a means of protection from attack. The method used was camouflage. Then, to pierce the camouflage, cameras were brought into play. The newest methods in aerial photography have rendered camouflage practically worthless. Fast fighter planes are stripped of their armament and guns and equipped with cameras. Pictures are made of the potential bombing objectives. If camouflage is suspected, color film and infra-red film are used to detect it.

Infra-red film reacts only to the long heat waves; therefore, the growing leaves and grass appear white, while the painted camouflage photographs black. Color film shows the difference in color between live vegation and branches cut and placed over military objectives. Two hours after the branch is cut it has changed color enough for the trained specialist to spot it.

After all the pictures have been studied by the experts, the objectives are pointed out, and the bombers blast them.

The camera may well be called our best “secret weapon,” and the cameramen, the real unsung heroes of this war.

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It has always been chronic with Northwestern students to sit back with a pipe and dream of a new Northwestern College, replete with automatic doors and escalators. That sort of thing is correctly judged to be mere fancy-born caprice. However, there is reason enough for planning, serious planning.

In the year 1930, Prof. Kowalke wrote as follows in the Black and Reel:* The need of a new library and recitation building on our campus ivas recognized at the time when the temporary barmc/oi were built to provide two much needed classrooms.

An a temporary relief the barracks served their purpose admirabln，but they were never intended to do more than provide temporartj classrooms, and they in no way served to mitigate the inadequacy of our library and laboratory. The library is not vow nor has it ever been more than a storeroom for bnolcfi. It neve}' has been a workroom or reading room for studentfi or faculty, and for some years it has been too small ram to accommodate the books that have accumu­ lated. TUouaands of books and periodicals are stored in dmmed cloakrooms, in the attic, and in the basement, where they an- so inaccessible that they are of very little use to the college. The laboratory is as pitifully inadequate as the library.

The four largest classrooms at the college are temporary or are ma/xcshifts, there is no library reading or workroom, and there is no laboratory that could be called even partly adequate. Those are the chief reasons f07, the agitation for a new building on the campus. That building should provide first of all a college library, then a membet' of classrooms， a good laboratory, and lastly a faculty room and offices for administration.

The College Board decided to have a plan and detailed estimates made for such a building to submit to the General Synod at their 1931 sessions. Accordingly, the architectural firm of Toltz, King, and Day, of St. Paul, was engaged to supply the necessary drawings and cost estimates.

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Location

The view of the building which appears in the accompany­ ing cut is the southern exposure, facing Western Ave. The southwest corner of the edifice occupies the sight of Prof. Franzmann’s present residence. This location was chosen with a view for future expansion and a new park plan. If, in the far future, a new recitation hall would be built, it could lie at right angles to the library at the northwest corner, A new refectory would complete the northern side of a neat quadrangle.

Although this arrangement indicates the reason for the location, it does not mean that the above mentioned buildings are in­ cluded in the actual plan.

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The northern side of the hall exhibits a central portion which is a story and a half in height, flanked on either side by two-story sections. The center is the main library, which is graced by ten foot windows and an ornamental outside brick facing. The rest of the building has a modest but attractive facing of light colored brick with Indiana limestone trim—much in the nature of our present buildings. The cupola above the main entrance is a concession to architectural beauty, in case you wonder. It is not a flagstaff.

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Now for the interior. The basement is in reality a full story partly sunk beneath the ground level. The section north of the central corridor is entirely devoted to library stack rooms with a total capacity of 62,000 volumes. (The number of volumes now: 20,000.) Only the large central room is furnished, and the two smaller sections are included to relieve future growing pains.

The south side is occupied by a large (60' x 23') soundproof, accustic rehearsal room (the better to add an air of novelty to the concerts), a vault, boy’s room, general and chemical storage rooms, and a doorless, windowless closet (24' xlO’）mysteriously dedicated to “void space.”

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The front first floor department has two classrooms and the much needed, readily accessible administrative department, which includes a faculty office, reception room, president’s and registrar’s offices. The rest of this floor is dedicated to the library proper and lavatories.

Since the library is the main portion of the building and gives its name to the entire lay-out, it should be distinctive.

And so it is. The plans allow it a mastic tile floor and a nominal amount of run plaster cornice work. The main room is reserved exclusively for work tables, charging desk, and reference books.

The remaining： books are readily accessible in the stack rooms below. On either side of the workroom is a smaller room; one for faculty reference and one for the library staff. The main library is a spacious room (64' x 40f) that is cheerful and well lit, having besides the five large windows a bank of sky-lights.

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The second floor contains two classrooms with a capacity of 40 students each, and a complete science department, to relieve one of the most pressing inadequacies at Northwestern.

A capacious lecture room is the center of this unit. East of this is the chemistry lab, large enough for at least 40 students, and completely equipped with chemist’s tables, balance and storage rooms, and lockers. To the West of the lecture room is the smaller physics laboratory and a dark-room.

This brief survey of the drawings should give you a general idea of the architectural scheme of the structure.

Although the practical is the prime consideration, there is in evidence no sacrifice of beauty. I think that its beauty lies chiefly in its simplicity.

Heating Plant

Included in the plans is a central boiler plant for the entire institution. This plant makes use of the boilers the college already owns, and so could be built for less than $26,000. With as many buildings and individual heating plants as we now have, it would be highly impractical to erect another unit in a new building.

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This in brief is the plan of 1930. Unfortunately, the Synod was in such financial difficulties at the time that the execution of the scheme was impossible. In general, the same needs are with us today. Some conditions are worse, some partially allevi­ ated. We all hope that such a building as the one above described may come into being soon after the war. But I wish to make clear the fact that the plans of 730 are of no practical significance in present or future improvements. They are history. It is quite unlikely that these plans will ever be used because other needs have arisen since the time of drafting that make them inadequate. A chapel or assembly room, for example, would have to be considered. However, there is a war, and for the time we must make the best of our facilities and look to the future for our childrenâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s sake.

^RED CROSSES Lorrie Srhaller

Why the tears, sweet maiden?

Because your lover lay face down in the slime, Torn through and through by hot shrapnel?

One must learn to coarsen finer emotions, sweet one, For this is war.

Count the rows of white crosses At Guadalcanal and Tobruk.

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Is it because your youngest son lies Twice skewered by bayonets, clutching his blackening wounds?

Not yours is it to ask, Why? Why? You must not question too much, gentle one.

For this is war.

Count, count the rows of white crosses At Bataan and Hill 609.

Why are you whimp’ring, little one?

Perhaps because your father, whom you’ve never seen, Stared dumbly at a gap in his chest, at his bright blood staining the sand?

As surely as your dear Lord in heaven above Was stricken and hanged on a tree here below, So surely will He requite those responsible, little one, For this war.

Count, count, count the rows of white crosses At Tarawa and Anzio.

THE TALE OF A TURKEY Ph. II.

It was niv ffood fortune to work for a term as a dining room attendant at the Prussian Stead, a hoarding house for young women interested in Teutonic culture in a midwestern university town.

The Prussian Stead was a colcl place, full of cold people with cold manners. The interior decoration of the building： was (Iral), and the life of the inmates—they were inmates, lioth the boarders <ukI

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the employees—was cramped by the most exacting set of rules and regulations to which anybody could hope to be subjected. On every door-post there was tacked a white card, a table of laws upon closer inspection, penned in the hand of a heartless old spinster.

To acclimate oneself in that institution was a matter of years, not of weeks.

Some time before Thanksgiving I arrived, and during the space of a fortnight, I was 钇iveil a short, compact course in diningroom propriety, and in the colorless art of setting a table.下lie same spinster who had codified the laws of the Stead turned out to be the matron, and a very stern matron she \vas! She was built along Romanesque lines, with a freezing austerity cnianatin.s： from her like a cold blast. When she fixed her relentless j^aze on a person, one would have sworn that he had been scarred. Fraeulein Heul’s rule was absolute, and not one was comfortable in her presence.

She was pleased to learn that I was partially acc|iiainled with the German tongue, for, she declared, "Now we shall liave a waiter whom we can address in German. George, as you know, is the other waiter, and I have never been able to teach that stubborn Irish lad so much as a word of our language. Therefore you will have to make up for his shortcomings.My meek answer was, “I shall try, Madam.”

One of the rules for the attendants was that one of them was to take care of the dining-room for one week while the other as­ sisted the cook in the kitchen, the order being reversed the follow­ ing week. It happened that Thanksgiving was counted amons the most important celebrations at the Prussian Stoad, because on the day the elite from the German staff of the university took dinner there.

If there was anythin於 that infuriated Fraeulein Heul, it was our neglecting to set all of the silver, especially at her plate, which was at the head of the table. For Thanksgiving dinner she needed a veritable chestful of utensils to serve the gigantic turkey she was having roasted. But George managed to forget to place at her plate the most important weapon of all, next to the carving knife, that is, her fork, and on Thanksgiving Day ljesides.

So when the little dinner-bell tinkled, the bell that bade either George or me enter with the food, George all unawares heaved the monstrous bird onto his shoulder and took it to the matron's side.

She was in a fine state of fury, and not realizing1 that George, the Irishman, was serving, she exclaimed, “Gal)el，Gabel, Gabel!’’ Ideat­ ing- the table with her knuckles. George did well not to crash the platter onto the floor. How was he to know she was not saying “gobble”？ He dashed into the kitchen in a gust of laughter and said that the old girl was talking turkey!

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On a recent Sunday evening a friend and I enjoyed a performance of the comic opera, The Merry Wives of Windsor, the plot of which is borrowed from a Shakespearian comedy by the same name. Although Bill’s play has suffered under revision and translation into German, in which language a libretto was adapted and set to music by Nicolai, and has now undergone revision into English, the only suffering noted that Sunday evening was that of the ever fat, and now foiled, Falstaff, as he unsuccessfully pursued his economically-motivated romantic inclinations.

The something old of the opera was the Shakespearian scenery, or lack of scenery, as you will. The stage was set with an all-purpose background of solid black curtains, an opening in the center serving now as a window and now as a garden pathway. Five simple white pieces comprised the total scenery for all but the last scene. These versatile pieces were two small, closed wooden boxes, which looked as if they might once have been beer cases; a larger, square, open box; a triple­ leaved wooden dressing screen; and a low table that looked like a piano bench. The two smaller boxes did service in some scenes as stone benches in the park on the barren Pabst stage, in others as luxurious divans, symbols of the high life of the Ford household. The larger box was at first a hedge, but it evolved into a laundry hamper in which the merry wives hid our hero from their not-so-merry husbands, burying him under their soiled linen. The screen, besides being used as such, also represented the hotel cabinet which contained Falstaff’s “glassware, The table, curiously enough, was used throughout the play as a table.

This diversified use of the scenery props at first seemed to extend a challenge to us as we sat wondering just what the troupe was trying to put over on us; moreover, it really set one’s imagination on its own two feet. But wait—in the last scene Windsor Forest was moved onto the stage. Windsor Forest一 that’s apparently Elizabethan for a lone, white, simulated six 333

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In Shakespearian style each scene ended with an exit by all the players, without a curtain. Then Mr. Greenwell, who played Falstaff, would reenter from the wings to rearrange the scanty scenery and make clear to the audience what it was to represent in the succeeding scene, meanwhile quipping with the audience and speaking of FalstafF in the third person; once he even took a nip from FalstafFs “refreshment” that remained on the stage from the preceding scene.

The something- new referred to was nothing added, but rather something subtracted from the opera. The entire audience was nonplussed by the omission of an entire scene.

Another subtracted element, but not detracting, understand, was the orchestra composed of string and percussion sections— a piano.

In spite of all these strange features, perhaps even partly because of them, the opera was really entertaining. The players were clever and appealing. Falstaff was truly humorous, not uproariously funny, but roguish in a way that still made me chuckle to myself as I rode the 11:55 back to Watertown. The singing of Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page was especially enjoyable.

They brought out the humor of every situation as well as the charm of gay music by many clever inflections and bits of expression that thoroughly delighted the audience.

Although we left the theater a bit puzzled, we had enjoyed something rather novel in the way of entertainment for our time.

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ARE YOU LEFT-HANDED? Shirley Mae Block

So what ? You consider yourself perfectly normal except for the fact that you reach out your left hand while most people ex­ tend their right. And then along- comes some untactful person with a remark like “Oh, I didn’t know you were a southpaw. How strange !v —all said in a sympathetic tone of voice with raised eyebrows. Thus the seed of doubt is planted in your mind, and you try to hide your peculiarity from then on. ， Statistics state that one out of every twenty persons is a “pure” left-hander (not ambidextrous). It is not definitely agreed whether or not the hand one favors has any bearing upon the intelligence of 334

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5IRED an individual. Some reports are that there arc three times as many left-handers among the mental defectives as ainoiig the mentally normal; and left-handed girls are more frequent than boys among' the subnormal.

The right-handed person is accepted as normal, and the world is arranged to suit his convenience. For example: riglit-lianded chair desks, kettles that have a spout for pouring (m the left side of the handle, ink-wells on the right side of desks, dishes and sil­ verware arranged on the table to suit the rig'llt-hander, and muny other such examples. From time immemorial the left hand lias been associated with bad luck or iinpleasmit ideas. Even in the Bible the right hand is the chosen one—“At thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore”一"Let not thy left hand know what thy rijrht hand doeth"—"Thine own riglU hand can save tlice."

The tradition which has been built up that i)o\vcr and HTiciency belong normally only to the right hand and sick* lias bad a powerful influence in pronioting the idea that children sliould be taught to use the ri^ht hand even though an inherited cliaractcristic causes the left to be naturally more skillful.

Stuttering (especially amon^ hoys) and various nervous conditions have resulted from forcing- a liaUinil ’’leftist” tu clumj»c hands. The principal reason given for this is the direct connec­ tion between the speech center of the brain and the hand that is used most conveniently. The nerve centers which arc used in read­ ing, writing, and talking are normally located on the left side of the brain, which therefore produces more activity in that side than in the right half. The half that serves the most active side of the body is the most highly developed and as the majority nf the peo­ ple are right-handed, the activity in the left half of the l>r;iin pre­ dominates. The opposite holds true in the case of a k-fl-hander.

It is reasonable to assume then, that if one is forced to cli;m«je the use of the hands, the “useless” part of the l)rain will have to do work for which it is not equipped and will cause (lislurbanccs Ihrouffhout the body.

The handwriting of “leftists” is usually peculiar because no teacher ever took the trouble to teach those people the correct posture. Teachers usually cater to the majority and teach accordingly. Assuming- their classes to be composed of all right-handers tl.iey proceed to teach them the correct posture needed to write ri.glu-hancled. The forgotten left-hander doesn’t want to appear difYerent and as a result has to perform a contortionist act in order to write his ABCs. The script is vertical or in some cases ex­ tremely backhand. Leonardo da Vinci was so thoroughly leftnanded that his writing- had to be read with the aid of a mirror.

Left-handedness is a decided factor in the piano career of any jiiljl. "Unless the teacher knows about the difference she most hkely will consider him hopeless as a pianist. In ninety per cent 335

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There will he trouble in coordinating', such as playing one hand ahead of the other. Piano teachers have found that such persons need foundation work which is particularly tliorougii and sound.

They also say practicing- both hands together as much as possible is a great aid.

In recent times the stigma attached to left-handers is grad­ ually disappearing, thanks to scientists who are proving beyond doubt that the puzzling trait is merely following the Mendelian law of inheritance and is not a curse on the child.

Teachers and parents are hein^ convinced that it is much better for nature to take its course rather than to chance unpleasant re­ suits due tt) forcing the use of the right hand. In fact, manufac­ turers are even helping the lefty l)y producing such things as lefthanded solf clubs and hmvliiig shoes!

Ami so we who are left-handed can look to the future with greater hope. Who knows, perhaps the post-war world will even produce a left-lianded Inittcr-knife! And if you think that’s silly, just try cuuiu^ Initter with your left hand, using a “right-hancled” butter knife!

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The crime must have licen conceived about ten o'clock Sunday morning, because that’s the only time I ever expose niy red pajamas to the eyes of the public—or maybe I should say the rest of the dormitory. My laundress lias explicit instructions lo keep them out of the si^lit of the covetous eyes of the children of the world by drying them in the 1)asement, and I am positive that she has not been careless.

1, however, clid not deem it necessary to keep them liiddcMi from the fine, upright, young men of a Christian inslitution. They can hold themselves in check. I thought, even if some one smaller has a pair of beautiful reel p. j.*s. But I was again disillusionecl, it seems.

It seemed impossible llial such a criminal act could 1>c 1)rouj»lit into some one’s mind simply because I innocently p;im.(k* t() the washroom in my red p. j.'s every other Sunday morning about ten o’clock. After all, that's a common practice aroun< 1 here. He probably saw them once and resisted without much clinicully. Tlu■’ next time it was harder. By about the thirteenlli lime lie could no longer restrain himself. Of course, lie clichrt do anything rash right then and there, but he definitely made up his niiiul. The deed was as bad as done. His will had been hard to bend, but it was now bent beyond its limit of elasticity: it was i)ermancnilv distorted.

It could be restored only by some external force, and this was im­ possible because he kepi it a secret. The dragon on lhe chest bad cast a spell upon him.

Since I could in no wise be cognizant of this fellow's (Iq)ravity, 1 naturally took no precautions. Last week the ixijamas were lyin尺 unconcealed, neatly folded, on my locker shelf, awaiting their turn. How long, I know not. But when Saturday night to bed, the top half rolled around again and I was about to 'vas 尽one. The part with the dragon had disappeared. An exclever roomhaustive search aided by the applied ingenuity of[my a mate proved inefficacious. The horse had been stolen!

That night I had to smoke my pipe in bed to keep warm.

A, B, C, D, E, 6,--------GET ’Em! Marcus Albrecht

Breakfast used to be an ordeal for me. From my first step from the wrong side of bed till the last good drop of coffee it was an experience that made me and life feel as futile as a mackina, motio (a premature animal, the child of a

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Here I performed a meaningless ritual, moving and removing the various utensils, opening and closing my mouth alternately with my eyes. My five companions acted the part of acolytes, passing me the necessary things at the precise moment when my hands, the concerned utensils, and my eyes were in proper coordination. That was my ordeal.

Now although I called this an ordeal, this system was per­ haps the best way to make my morning burden lighter. It took some of the sourness out of the grapes, the bitterness out of the gall, the stones out of the sand, the gutturals out of Hebrew, that is to say, it made a hard thing easier. But in spite of this I remained in an almost Nirvana-like state for months. The morning1 hours were a vague dream, a fantasy in the distance, a shining light of the sun. But, I ask you, is that the way for mortals to live? Is there nothing better in the early morning hours? Nothing loftier? Nothing nobler?

Yes, there is something better, loftier, nobler. And it was just one split uncoordinated second in my precise breakfast routine that showed me the glories of the morning and the nobility of breakfast compared with the day’s proletarian meals, lunch and dinner. All this I discovered one morning as the aforementioned box Icf. 1. 8, ff” p. 1, ibid., op. cit” ipso facto, quod nonsense est) paused before my eyes and I saw (I can’t mention the name of this breakfast -…“ Eat.. food, that would be just too, too commercial!) Get Your Vita­ mins The Easy Way! Bi, B2, B3, and B4 or against it.”

And now breakfast is a pleasure for me, the most enjoyable meal of the day, for I know I am getting vitamin. (Are they wonderful!) because it says so on the box. I am a changed man.

But one thing puzzles me yet. How did our fathers get along without them, for certainly oatmeal never had them.

They weren’t on the box.* •The opinions expressed here are not necessarily those of the faculty, the staff, or the student body.

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多RED IS THAT GRATITUDE!?!》 P. Janke

Seated one day with my organ, I was weary and ill at ease; My breath passed idly through it Over the noisy reeds.

I blew one chord of music—■ Real music, if you please— It echoed through the hallways From basement to the eaves.

Some fellows took it calmly And didn’t say a word; Some even stopped to listen To the tune which they had heard.

They asked me to continue And play a little swing; Some wanted Foster’s music To which they then could sing.

But there are in the building (It’s sad, but it is true) A few peculiar fellows— You know what they will do?

Why, when I start to render A light and cheerful air, They raise an awful rumpus And even tear their hair.

The steam pipe from the room below Must take an awful beating; The janitor no doubt then thinks That he should start in heating.

The reason, though, for all this fuss Is that the boys who live next door Don’t quite agree with US. We think mouth organ music Is beautiful and nice.

But when these fellows hear it, They pack their heads in ice. *cf. Black and Red, February, 1944, p. 309.

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It seems that the cruel hand of fate Has rather made them fear it.

Whene’er I play my organ And hear the boys complain, I feel a surge of pity .

Sweep swiftly through my veins.

Take all those guys who’re hissing— Just think of what they’re missing!

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赛RED WANTED： A NONSCIENTIFIC ROOMMATE Don Orlner

Mechanics always intrigued me. They did the same for a roommate I once had. Can’t tell you his name, though. For, if he is still alive (in spite of his mechanical bent), we shouldn’t defame his character. And nothing about the dead but bones.

So we，ll invent a name by a simple (scientific?) formula. If he were English, we’d call him Smith, Brown, or Jones. But he was of German (shhh!) extraction, and so we’ll find him an equally common name like Albrecht. Now we have to have something to match this, don’t you know? (Don’t answer that question.) Some good German forename, but we must be care­ ful so as not to get into a libel suit. Now we might use Hosentraeger, Hanswurst, Kartoffelfresser or something like that.

But there is a paper shortage (so we read in the Northwestern Lutheran). Certainly no one would call his child Tablecloth, so we’ll call him Tuch，一Tuch Albrecht My first experience with Tuch’s mechanical abilities came soon after we had begun rooming together, sometime in the Fall of the year 18—.He was delighted to find that the light in the bedroom had no wall switch. (Anachronism, so what.

There’s more wrong in this article than that.) The cogs in his mind (also mechanical) began spinning and whirling like the insides of a Hammond organ or, better, like a dynamo. (We’ll omit the obvious pun about what Dinah might do.) If only the editor would allow me several ‘‘cuts,’’ I could do this much better. Anyhow, with wheels awhirring1 Tuch tied a string to the light, led it to the door, and, behold! A door switch. Of course, the fact that I almost hanged myself on it whenever I would move out my bed to make it (in those days I still did that in my pre-breakfast, pre-coffee, pre-fag coma,) didn’t bother Tuch. Soon this switch grew into a dual (???) system, for a night-light, a floor-light, and a day-light. Come into room twelve and try it some time. I can’t explain it. I can only marvel.

And then there is the case of the electric clock. (Cf. Bogey Becker’s article in last year’s B and R somewhere.) One day I came into the room, only to find the clock making almost as much racket as the action of the collegiate chapel organ and 341

RED sounding equally sick. I wanted to turn off this instrument of torture before it exploded in my face. But no! Tuch immedi­ ately analyzed the difficulty, and after spending several hours in computing a table, started the clock running in reverse. It worked. Of course Tuch would get to classes late, miss meals, stay up until 4:00 in the morning unwittingly, —but that wasn’t the clock’s fault. By analogy to the clock, be began computing his table in reverse also.

But shucks, we’ve only begun. After his other roommates had coaxed him for several years to get himself a fluorescent desk lamp, Tuch got the idea into one of his cogs just as they were going off the market. The fact that the one he bought belongs on a ceiling didn’t bother him. He put it under his wall bookcase and devised a cloth shade by extending the curtain over said (Note to Proofreader: That word is “said,” not “sad”） bookcase. This was accomplished by taking out the seam which my mother had so beautifully sewn in. (That’s all right, Mom, Tuch says he can always sew it back in again.) But he still had no switch for the newly bought and highly cherished lamp. We traipsed down to the dime store, hoping to spend no more than that. We returned with a piece of extension cord, several plug's, a pair of pliers, Martin Stern’s hammer, some wood screws and some that wouldn’t, and a tremendous throwswitch. The fact that he connected the positive to the one end of the switch, the negative to the other, blowing two fuses in the switchbox and the same number in Jeb Schaefer’s sense of humor, all this didn’t bother Tuch, not a whit (also spelled "wit”）. He took off the wires, switched them around, switched the switch, and blew the same number of fuses in both places.

Finally, disgusted with it all, he did take a bit of advice. He has been amusing himself and all the preps who come in to help him with his classwork ever since. And he switched happily ever after.

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Jhttortal Peroration............ ago I wrote an introductory editorial soliciting T ENtheissues cooperation of the student body in making Volume XLVII of the Black and Red a success, and a poem petitioning our readers not to judge our inexperienced efforts too harshly.

Now the time has come when we, the staff of 1943-1944, must shuffle off the stage to make way for the debut of fresh talent with all the enthusiasm and vigor and ambition which accompa­ ny a change in administration, whether it be in government or only the Black and Red staff.

We too assumed our posts with hopes and plans. That we have not witnessed an impressive literary flowering does not disappoint me. Our objective has been no such chimera. What does astonish me is the fact that in a collegiate body of about seventy-five there were found ten or more students who had 343

RED sufficient interest in a magazine which has set its literary standard relatively high in comparison with other college news­ papers and journals to make regular or frequent contributions, and several others who contributed occasionally. Such a high per centage of participation seems to me a significant testimony to the effectiveness of a classical educational program such as Northwestern offers.

In speaking of the aims of higher education, Charles W. Eliot, the late illustrious president of Harvard, said of the true student: ‘‘He gets knowledge, to be sure, but, better than that, he gets power. Some college-bred men develop only their powers of acquisition. They absorb knowledge but can not give it out or apply it. The powers of exposition and application are more important than the power of acquisition and should be trained as carefully, There is as great a difference between having ideas and not expressing them as between having and not having： ideas. Ideas which are not crystallized by being carefully formulated into communicable words remain hazy, useless notions.

In the course of the year I have been subjected to a course in psychology which the college catalog does not list. I have become callous to the harangue of those supercilious, blatant critics whose vociferousness is matched only by their literary sterility. Furthermore, I have become suspicious of obsequious sycophants gushing prolix praises. As an antidote to these superficial mouthings I have drunk deeply of Goethe’s words: 0 fprid) mir ni由t Don jener Bunten Wenge, 53et beren 贝nWitf unS tier ©eift entflie^t. ?【dj! was in defer 53ruft un3 ba entfpcungen, SBa3 fid) bie Sippe f邮如ern oorgelallt, SKifjraten jeftt unb je^t oielleidjt gelungen, ^Gerfdjlingt beS roilben 贝ugenWidS ©eruaU. But above all I have learned to appreciate the frank, honest criticism which was occasionally given.

Moments of disappointment and moments of satisfaction have attended our efforts. We were gratified by the unusually high per centage of student subscriptions which we received this year. Several unexpected letters of commendation helped to 344

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Perhaps those hours could have been spent at Greek or Hebrew.

But “could” and “would” are different tunes. I greatly fear that my conscience will miss that handy, valid excuse for hurrying through Empedocles of having pressing B and R work to do.

No, our literary endeavors have not been sensational. Some of our material has been above average in quality, some below.

But I wish to repeat what I wrote when we set out on our course: ...................Accipiatur a Legentibus noster libellus Quern timide efficimus benigne.

May this little volume, produced by us with quakiiKj hearts, be received by its readers with kindly good will.

To the new staff, which takes over next month, we wish all the success the industry which they devote to their several tasks will merit: Marcus Albrecht Editor-in-Chief Loyal Schroeder Contributing Editors John Schaadt JeromeAlbrecht Loren Schaller .

Campus and Classroom Herman Winkel •........... ..........Athletics Edgar Greve__ ....... Business Manager Leland Wurster .Advertising Managers Philip Janke Wilbert Gawrisch

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RED Something To Be Thankful For N one of the recent issues of the Saturday Review of Literature (February 25，if you want a date) an interesting letter was addressed to the editor. A woman proposed that the German language be suppressed as part of our post-war program, From an earnest German in California came a swift and resounding rebuttal, dwelling with evident relish on the practical and aesthetic aspects of the suggestion.

Richard M. Brickner, M. D., a convincing and outstanding psychiatrist, wrote a book /s Germany Incurable, Harry Elmer Barnes, a remarkadly cool and adroit logician and long time debunker of Britain, leaped into the fray with glistening fangs bared. The S. R. L. expanded its letter department from half a page to a full page, and in desperation to two bulging and acrimonious pages. Some harsh names were called, and one contributor hinted that all the paranoiacs were not in Germany.

One highly popular midwestern newspaper whose editorials usually beggar description called it a theory “that makes every last German man, woman, and child a well-nigh incurable maniac. ’ The controversy still rages.

Hard-hitting but sometimes side-stepping Norman Cousins, exalted editor of the S. R. L., in giving six antidotes to Mein Kampf lists the “Writings of Heinrich Heine” because we have to be reminded that we have no monopoly in the literature of democracy; to remind us, too, that while Nazism must be stamped out as you would a brush fire if you want to keep it from blazing again, we must not take the attitude that Nazism is a matter of blood; to remind us that any nation that can pro­ duce a Heine or Goethe or Beethoven is not above redemption.”

Every Sunday over the Midwest thousands of people gather to worship in the German language, and sing lengthy and exhausting German chorales. They worship and sing in peace.

A recent program of the Toronto symphony orchestra carried Bach, Brahms, and Wagner. The Metropolitan Opera Company gave, during the broadcast portion of their season this winter, Wagnerian operas. Deems Taylor, former inter­ locutor for the New York Symphony, rejoiced that we had risen above such *'puerile confusion of issues.”

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5PRED A little more than fifteen years ago in Toronto, German music was in high disfavor. German operas in the United States at the same time enjoyed an extended vacation. Legisla­ tion was being introduced to ban the German language, and in the case of one hasty state legislature the bill was actually passed. Fifteen years ago Kirby Page and a few brave indi­ viduals were attempting to separate ideology from culture—and failing. Who except a few old duffers remember or care to remember the bigotry. Today there are distinct lines of division between culture and the ideology of Hitler and his cohorts.

Strange things happen in the world little short of the miraculous. The old Quaker said to his wife, “All the world is queer but thee and me, wife, and sometimes I think thee is a little queer.” Quicken thee thy pace, my conceited Quaker, and we will walk with thou awhile.

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Well now, you ask, just what is this system of language study that is supposed to make our ordinarily tedious work in German, Greek, or Latin so easy? Wherein does it consist? Is it hard to pick up or easy? The method is briefly this: suppose you are doing translation for the next day’s class in any 347

赛RED language and run across a word in the text which at first glance is unknown to you; you have never seen it before in any connec­ tion. Instinctively you reach for Gesenius or Liddell and Scott or Heath with the intention of looking this particular bottle­ neck up. Now wait a minute; look at that word again! Sure you know what its meaning is; you just didn’t look at it closely, that’s all. Start dissecting it, cut it up into its component parts; don’t you recognize this half of it? And how about the remaining letters? Surely you know what they suggest! Use your imagination, put your meanings together, and that lexicon can stay where it is for the time being. Of course, this little shortcut has its limitations. It can be applied only to words that are compounds of other words; the student must have a fairly good command of root meanings, and the definition you make may not suit the particular connection in which the word is used. It does have certain advantages, however, not the least of which is the fact that it is good at least sixty per cent of the time, that it can be equally well applied in the case of nouns and verbs, and that it exercises the memory and imagination.

So you’re from Missouri? You want proof that what I have stated in theory really works. Well, if you will be so kind as to make allowance for the fact that the typewriter I am using has no provision for foreign languages, with their accents and umlauts, Til try to do just that little thing for you. All set?

Let’s go!

Omitting English chiefly because it is our mother tongue, we take up the language with which the student first gets acquainted: German. We have run across the enormous word “Kraftwageneinstellungsraum.” Looks hopeless, doesn’t it?

Look at it again, however. See that word “Kraft”？ That means “power,” doesn’t it? And how about “wagen”？ Put an “o” where the “e” is, and we have “wagon.” "Ein” means "in.” So far, so good. Was heiszt “stellen”？ Why, to put or place. This must be a noun made from that verb. Let's omit the letter “s” for the time being. And that last four-letter word —rolled over the tongue, it sounds like “room.” And thafs exactly what it is. So we have now five English words in place of five German ones; we, too, have a compound: * 'Power-wagon-in-putting-room.J J What kind of a room is that?

A garage! Simple, no?

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Nothing loath, we examine the verb form “epaideusametha.”

The Professors Franzmann, Blume, and Schmeling would tell you what the verb form is without giving it second thought and the meaning to boot; but how about Mister College Freshman?

He can only dissect, thus: the first epsilon can only indicate a historical tense; the stem, “paideu,” is next to click; but those two letters “sa”！ It could indicate a future, but then the alpha is out of place; it must be an aorist. “Metha” is easy; that’s a middle-passive first-person-plural ending. Mixing our components together in the mortar of our minds, we get, not an explosion, but a complete analysis of a heretofore unknown verb as to meaning and form. It is a first aorist indicative middle third person plural of the verb to educate; it’s translation—“we educated (point action) ourselves.”

Since time, space, and your interest, dear reader, do not allow for lengthy discussion, I should like in conclusion to apply this system to the field of Hebrew; and here the Juniors and Seniors should be especially interested. At present the Seniors are doing homework in I Kings. In the first chapter, where most of us are at the time of this writing (except Henke and Beckmann, who must have more time than the rest of us), in As is the thirty-third verse, we see the word "alhappirdaw. typical in Hebrew, we begin at the back and knock off the ‘‘aw’’ ending; that is obviously the sign of the feminine. (Here, but not always). The “pird” we’ll have to look up under the form “pered,” since it is what we call a segholate. “Ha” is the article, “the,” and the ‘‘al’’ is the by now long familiar preposition “on.” “Pered” we find means “mule.” The transla­ tion then: on the she-mule. Could anything be more simple or more convenient? Look at all the paging in the lexicon we have spared ourselves!

Thus I hope I have demonstrated something which, though certainly not new, has certainly aided me to arrive at the meanings of words often in a much shorter time than I could otherwise have found out their meaning via dictionary. If any one else uses this system, good; if not, you are free to appro­ priate it for your own use if you cars to do so. There is no copyright on it!

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SUMMER SESSION AND ACCELERATED COURSES AT THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY AND NORTHWESTERN COLLEGE

Early in January of this year the National Headquarters of the Selective Service System issued a statement of policy regarding the status of theological students during the summer vacation. The statement reads in part as follows: ••We are not prepared to say, as a matter of policy that a student who was preparing for the ministry and was classified in Class IV-D should lose that classifi­ cation by reason of an extended summer vaction period, but it is the policy of this headquarters that if a local board or board of appeal determines that such a registrant, during his summer vacation, has ceased to be a student preparing for ministry and reclassifies such a student as available for military service, this head­ quarters will not normally look with any favor upon a request for administrative action to have the case of such registrant reconsidered or re.viewed.”

Local boards are thereby not actually instructed to reclassify theological students during their summer vacation, but this statement of policy does give local boards a free hand if they determine that a theological student is not actually a ‘‘student’’ during his long summer vacation and is therefore subject to induction. National headquarters will not interfere if local boards so determine and normally will not give any consideration to an appeal for reconsideration of such cases.

Perhaps few local boards would make use of this opportunity to fill their quotas by drafting theological students while they were temporarily out of school, but there would be nothing to prevent them from doing so.

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The “statement of policy” issued by National Headquarters also clearly stated that "theological and divinity schools should accelerate their courses and place their training on the same twelve month year-around basis as is necessary in other fields of education.，，If we failed to do that, local boards would have all the more excuse for acting on the hint contained in the statement.

Rather than take any chances, representatives of the boards and faculties of our three higher institutions decided to introduce a summer session and carry on our work on a year-around basis.

This will result in condensing the three-year course at the Seminary into about two years, and the four-year course at Northwestern College into three years.

The plan will not affect the high-school departments at any of our schools (grades 9 to 12, Sexta through Tertia). They will operate on the old schedule with the usual, or even a somewhat longer, summer vacation.

All Seminary students, however, and all college students, beginning with the new freshman college class, will begin the new school-year on June 19 instead of the middle of September this year. There will be no regular summer vacation for them.

This is the proposed schedule for the next two school-years: First Quarter: June 19, 1944, to September 1.

Second Quarter: October 2 to December 15.

Third Quarter: January 8, 1945, to March 23. March 23 will be graduation day at the Seminary and at Northwestern College. Other classes will be promoted on that day and enter the next higher class. The schedule for the next school-year will be: First Quarter: April 2, 1945, to June 15.

Second Quarter: June 25 to September 7.

Third Quarter: October 1 to December 14. December 14 will be graduation day.

(These dates are tentative. The dates for the Seminary, particularly, may differ from those given here.)

Thus it will take only three-quarters of a year instead of a whole calendar year to advance from one class to the next.

Graduation day will not always be in June as heretofore, but will fall on March 23 next year, on December 14 the year after that, in September the year after that, and the next year in June, and so on, if the war lasts that long.

Since the high-school classes will follow the old schedule, it is clear that their graduating classes will not be ready to enter college until June of each year. Since graduation day falls:on March 23 in 1945 and classes are promoted on that day, no fresh351

RED man class will be ready until the beginning of the second quarter, on June 25, 1945. So for one quarter there will be no freshman class. There will be some confusion, it is true, but it will not be too serious.

Dr. Martin Luther College has its own peculiar difficulties.

The classes there have a large enrollment of girls who are not subject to the draft. It would not do to introduce a summer session there and keep the whole institution running for the twenty or twenty-five boys involved. Furthermore, it would be inadvisable to adopt a schedule for that institution that would set a graduation date for our teachers in March, September, or December. In those months it would hardly be possible to place any of the graduates in teaching positions, and while they were waiting- for the opening of parochial schools in the next Septem­ ber, they would be subject to reclassification.

So it has been decided to enroll the boys of college grade now attending Dr. Martin Luther College in the classes at Northwestern College for the summer quarter only. That would safeguard their status as divinity students until they return to their regular classes at New Ulm in fall. Their course at Northwestern College would be supplementary to that given at New Ulm and would approximate the four year college course that the Synod has already decided to require for parochial school teachers, without postponing the date of their graduation.

The cost of board and room would be the same for students at the Seminary and at Northwestern College as it now is. For example, students at Northwestern College will pay $40 a quarter for each of three quarters. That makes $120 for a school-year.

They complete the work of one class in three quarters. The total cost for the four college classes would be $480, as at present, but the students would finish their course in three years instead of four. The total cost at the Seminary would not be changed, but there the course would be completed in two and one-fourth years instead of three full years. New Ulm students preparing for parochial school-teaching would pay board at the same rate as at New Ulm, but the total cost would be somewhat increased by the addition of the summer quarter spent at Northwestern College. That increase would be partly offset by the advantage gained by attending more than one of our higher institutions in the course of their training.

We realize the seriousness of the objection to this plan that it deprives many students of the opportunity to work during the summer months and to earn the money that they need for their education. But the only alternative to summer school is taking the chance of having our theological students drafted. Our boards and faculties are not willing to take that chance.

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This letter is being sent to all pastors, teachers, and parents of students now at our seminaries and college. An attempt is being made to reach students who plan to transfer to North­ western College from other than our own synodical institutions.

Parents of students graduating from the high-school depart­ ments at Northwestern College, Dr. Martin Luther College, Michigan Lutheran Seminary, or Northwestern Lutheran Academy and intending to enter the ministry, particularly should note that these students must enroll at Northwestern College on June 19th of this year. Unless they do so, there will be no way of fitting them into their class and they will have to wait until June, 1945, when the next freshman class will be formed. In the meantime these boys could not be certified as actual divinity students.

Announcement of the opening day for high-school classes will be made in the synodical papers at a later date. In all likelihood the opening date will be October 2, the opening date of the second quarter for college classes.

This plan was adopted reluctantly and with a clear and sympathetic understanding of the difficulties involved. We sin­ cerely hope that all parents and students affected by the change in schedule will take the inconveniences, and in some cases, the actual hardship, of this unavoidable arrangement as part of the burden that the war is placing on every family in the nation and that must be borne in a spirit of Christian resignation, without murmuring or complaint.

(Prepared at the request of the Boards by E. E. KOWALKEy President of Northwestern College)

Souls at Sea............ period in American history formed the background A TRAGIC for the picture, Souls at Sea, which was shown in our gym on March 7. In 1808 Congress prohibited further importation of slaves into the United States. But with the phenomenal increase in the demand for cotton following Eli Whitney’s in­ vention of the cotton gin, which reduced the price of cotton cloth to a few cents per yard, and with the unwise, thorough exploitation of the soil, which the inherently unprofitable economic system of the South made necessary, the fertility of 353

RED the land of the old plantations became exhausted, and the Cotton Kingdom began a rapid expansion westward. The in­ crease in area devoted to the cultivation of cotton naturally created a demand for more slaves to work the fields, and the vicious circle of an economy built upon slavery gained more of a strangle hold on the planters1 profits since the increased cost of slaves meant that a greater proportion of the planters* capital was tied up in their human property. The rising prices slaves brought on the market reflected the increased demand. In 1832 the most expensive sort of slave, "a prime field hand’’ 18 to 25 years old, sold for $500; on the eve of the Civil War the price of this class reached $1800. Such prices made it worth while for the slave trader to attempt to smuggle African negroes into the country. But there were difficulties on the African side of the Atlantic too. England had abolished slavery in 1833 and detailed a part of the British navy to watch the African coast for slave traders.

The plot of Souls at Sea, which falls in the midst of this period, 1842, was built around the trial of a certain Michael Taylor, who was accused of the murder of eighteen persons.

The picture then dramatized in retrospect additional evidence which was presented after Taylor had already been convicted.

Although he was regarded by the British navy as a slave trader, he secretly planned to root out the slave trade by bringing all slave ships into the hands of the British patrol. His ambitions crossed the path of an officer in His Majesty’s navy who was secretly engaged in the illegal traffic. In a highly melodramatic scene the boat on which both were crossing to America caught flre and sank. Only one overcrowded lifeboat succeeded in pulling away from the sinking ship. The point at issue in Taylor’s trial was whether or not he was justified in forcing eighteen persons to leave the lifeboat in order to guarantee the safety of as many persons as the boat could accomodate with­ out endangering the lives of all.

Although the development of the plot was at times hard to follow, partly perhaps of the poor sound track, there were several stirring scenes such as that in which the captain of the slave ship fell into the hold, a prey to the passions of his angry prisoners, and the one which portrayed the chaotic horror of a fire at sea.

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Mr. W. Schaller gave us a very interesting history of church music and the important part played by plain chant in developing some of our cherished hymns.

Mr. Hensel, with the assistance of the Octette and a few slides, gave the audience an insight into the technical aspects of plain chant, the method of its notation, and its differences and its similarities to the forms of music we are accustomed to.

The Octette chanted Psalm 95, Mr. Mischke acting as cantor and the rest of the Octette responding. It proved to be very in­ teresting. Then the Octette chanted a sequence, the Laetabuii' dus，and finally three Gregorian chants: The Royal Bannera Forward Go, which we now find in the Lutheran Hymnal, Blessed City, and Now That the Daylight Fills the Sky. After chanting it once, the Octette invited the audience to join in the last chant. I think the assembly found this very pleasing.

As Prof. Franzmann was ill, Dr. Kiessling was invited to be the faculty critic. Dr. Kiessling has had some very in­ teresting experiences with plain chant in church services. He was very much pleased with the program, especially the subject matter.

All of the speakers had their material well prepared and gave it in an interesting manner.

The assembly seems to have been interested in the plain chant, especially in taking part in chanting one of the chants.

Gideon Becker, Sec’y.

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March 26 the musicrJ organizations of Northwestern on College presented their annual mid-season concert. The program follows: Prep Chorus:

Winfred Schaller

Wie Schoen Leuchtet Dei，Morgenstern_. .

Since Christ Our Lord Was Crucified ...

On This Day Triumphs God’s Great Son Mixed Chorus:

Kurt Eggert

Crucifixus-Mass in B Minor...______ The Strife Is O’er—______________ Prayer.............. ......................................

Octette:

Bach Vnlpius-Ley .Cherubini

Kurt Eggert

The Royal Banners-Plainsong Hymn___ Alleluia Psallat-Medieval Harmony___ 0 Wondrous Love-Choral....... ...............

Male Chorus:

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Prof. H. Oswald

Ecce Quomodo Moritur......................

0 Sacred Head Now Wounded___ Easter Song .................................... ......

Band:

—Nicolai-Bach Schuetz Geshis-Bach

.Palestrina Christiansen • Fehrmann

Prof. H. Oswald

Robin Hood Suite______ ___________ I. In Sherwood II. Maid Marian III. March of the Bowmen Third Brigade Band March.....................

March-Our Defenders.............................

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Pastor Ralph Schaller, class of，40, of the new South Ann Arbor, Michigan, Mission, married Miss Ruth Peterson of Michigan on March 27. The celebrants noticed that the best man, Winfred Schaller Jr., of our senior class, was just a bit sleepy. The night before the wedding Winfred was directing the prep chorus at the mid-season concert here in Watertown.

An impatient train trip consumed all but a few hours of the interim. Winfred did not have a berth.

Arthur Wadzinski, M2, is reported to have been very ill with pneumonia. He is convalescing in the Port Washington Hospital.

Mr. Delmar Brick, our present tutor, has accepted a call to Jefferson, Wis. He will begin his work there on July first as a teacher of grades three, four, and five, and as assistant pastor to the Rev. 0. Kuhlow.

The Rev. Erdmann Pankow, ’21，is serving the congrega­ tion in Hustisford, Wis. He is placing special emphasis on parochial school work, for which there is ample undeveloped material. The school is now staffed by three Rrade teachers.

Pastor Pankow’s last charge was Green Lake, Wis. The Rev. Armin Roekle，’36，has been installed as the pastor of Bethany Church in Manitowoc. This is a recently developed field that stems from the mother church, the First German Evangelical Lutheran. Pastor Roekle was previously an assistant pastor at the latter church.

Norman Berp，’41，and Henry Paustian, M2, were recently observed on a Milwaukee train being put to sweet sleep by the soothing strains of “Rock-a-hy，Baby, on a street-car. When the car stops, the baby will jar.” .... sung by a ravishing blond, aged 6. The gentlemen later assured us that the lady was a mere chance acquaintance.

Mr. Philip Koehler, ’42, of the Seminary, plans to report for naval officer’s training on the first of April.

N. W. C. Men in the Service

On his 27th birthday, Paul Baganz, M. A., of the U. S. Army Air Corps, was promoted to the rank of captain. He is now superintendent of an officer training school in West Springfield, Mass. After he had graduated from Northwestern with the class of 1938, he went to the University of Wisconsin to continue his studies in Latin. He later taught that language in a school Brodhead, Wis. Captain Baganz then enlisted in 357

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On March 18, Cadet Erwin W. Keepman, ex. ’46, was appointed a flight officer in the Army Air Forces after complet­ ing bombardier training at the Carlsbad, New Mexico, Army Air Field.

Tom Nickels, ex. ’47，has finished his basic training in an Anti-Tank Company and is now on maneuvers at Camp Shelby, Miss. Tom, the cameraphile, had hoped to become a Signal Corps photographer, but the ranks were filled. Anti-Tank was the next choice. His address: Pvt. Thomas A. Nickels A. P. 0. 417 Anti-Tank Co. 271st Inf. Camp Shelby, Miss.

Servicemen, ex. ’47, have so far preferred the navy to the army ranks. Sailor Ed Borchardt is taking advance radio work at the submarine school in Connecticut. He was one of the six highest classmen to be chosen for this advanced work. His new arldress: Edward Borchardt S 2/c (RM) Box 7 U. S. N. Sub Station New London, Conn.

Rupert Rosin, ex. *46, was heard from recently. He is now serving in Africa. His address: Corp. R叩ert W. Rosin A. P. 0. 15156 c/o P. M. New York, N. Y. Robert Mitzner, ex. J43, has been commissioned as a Lieutenant of the U. S. Army Air Force at Pampa Field, Pam pa, Texas.

The other day a marine dress uniform colored the campus.

It glamorized our friend Pvt. Melvin Croll, ex. ’46. Croll is enjoying a breather after eleven months of hard work at Dutch Harbor. After his leave he will return to San Diego for embarkation to the Pacific area.

Bart Matthias, U. S. M. S., ex. ’45, is seeing quite a bit of the Mediterranean these days. Within the past several weeks he has written from Africa and two Italian ports.

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Philip Robisch，ex. ’47, is in training for the U. S. Navy at the University of Chicago. His address: Philip Robisch S 2/c H 2 Bartlett Gym U. S. Naval Training School University of Chicago Chicago 37, Illinois John Sauer, ex. ’46，who is in the Army Air Corps, has begun a six weeks’ course at Tyndall Field, Florida. His new address is: A/C John Sauer Sqd. A. Bks. 437 Class 44-17 Tyndall Field, Florida

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Authors: Callimachus, a Greek, and Cory, an Englishman Interlocutor: Prof. Franzmann Most frequent quoter: Charlie Keturakat More frequent misc|UOter: Gus Noltinj^ C'oniposer of very incidental music to accompany: Don Ortner Conscientious objectors thereto: '-division Greeks Heraclitus 丁hey told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead, They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed.

I wept as I remember’d how often you and I Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.

And now that thou art lying, my clear old Carian guest, A handful of gray ashes, Ion尺,long； ago at rest, Still are thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales, awake; For Death, he taketh all away, but them he cannot take.

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Doc **VayyomerM Kelling says to me the other day lie wishes the printer had Hd)re'v type, as then he could sul)iiiit a pcacliie ode to my column. Howsomever, he breaks clown under my thirddegreeing, and confesses it’s a brilliant take-off on the practical benefits derived from pursuing, the Hebrew language, with the ictus on how wonderfully a detailed study of lhe letter, Wyn, facil­ itates the execution of the letter “Y”.

It useta was when only the coll opiates were serenaded to in the (lining hall on their l)irthdays. Things have ck\s»enoialcd now, socially and harmonically. Like everything else, the props have moved in and decisively monopolized the situation, replete with sound effects peculiar to lusty young voices tbat've not quite cliange(l. ’Course if the boys are in the mood there's always ]\Iischkc— — he claims by actual count he’s just passed into his 43rd year一 surely an age of discretion. Gawrisch has the unique distinction of being- the first j^ent honored thusly during a movie in the gym— serves him right for trying to evade the issue by (lining out. ()(1(1ly enough, the most abbreviated month. February, proved lo 1)C tilt* prolificest一all of which just shows to jjo you.

Shaggy Bo、v-、vo、vs An Introduction There's a brand of humor prevalent in society today called the “shag贫y-do〆’ story. Perhaps the secret of its success is in suddenly slapping： you in the face with a strict application of an outlandish premise, and although devoid of sense, it is not non361

RED senseinstead，the .’sliJiggy-do〆’ story ruthlessly imposes the logic of a situation on the bearer. Tf you don't think them funny, you can congratulate yourself as l)eiiig mentally well-balanced; l)ut Uu; outraged hilarity which greets them when tested on the right sense of humor proves they've definitely got; somethin叉 on the hall.

The briefer specimens appear to l)e a little more than bursts of lunacy : The well-known soda-jerker who, faced with an order for a lmiijina split without the chopped walnuts, said he was out of walnuts so lie，(l have to make it without chopped peanuts.........

Or tlie harassed mother who dressed her little girl up in her best white dress and let her out to play, saying: “Now if you come home with your dress dirty，I’ll strangle you.” The little girl fell ill a puddle and came home very dirty indeed, so her mother stran.^k*(l Ikt .....

Some addicts retain a fondness for the original “shaggy-dog” story: it’s not rated very highly, but take it for what it’s worth : An advcTtisenient apj^ears in a New York paper offering a 500 liound reward for the relurn ol a certain large，white shaggy dog， address in a London suburb. A New marked thus and so, to \ orkcr wlio has just picked up a big white shaggy stray with the iudicaicd markings, immediately takes ship for England with the do以 to the advertised address and rings the doorbell. A man opens the door. “You advertised about a lost (logf，’’ says the Amer­ ican. a sha收y dog.” “Oh,” says the Englishman coldly, “not that shaggy.” and slams the door in the American’s face.

A Rhymed Semi-Shaggy-Pooch Billy, in one of his nice new sashes, Fell in the fire and was burned to ashes Now, although the room grows chilly I huven’t the heart to poke poor Billy.

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Ordinarily, husky Fritz Nitz is as docile as a kitten, even if his regular morning paean takes this pattern : “Olilililih (groan， groan) I’m so disgusted—wanted to jjet to bed Jit 10:30 but got then somebody wanted in a bull session in the office till 11:30, their throat s'vabbed, ’n then shot the bull with the tutor—didn't get to bed till almost 2 o’clock—I feel awful this morning：—haven't jrot any Hebrew done” etc. ad inf. But Fritz's calm started ruffling one morning when lie found the blackboard plastered with suiulrv inscription, as “did you see Nitz in ’Lifeboat’？” or ''Sailor Nitz presents 'Souls at Sea.’” (For the uninitiated : Fritz jrot his sea­ lers aboard an ore-boat last summer and has been spinning winclics like an old salt ever since,) And when, after two successive hot­ foots, Herl)ie Walthers submarined three lynches to administer the third, they tell me Fritz really blew a fuse. Well, who wouldn't with such an ornery bunch picking on him? 氺

Splotches and Blolches About 7:38 one morning a prep, while innocently <loin<>' liis duty, emptied the office’s ash trays into the first lloor con川miiityroom’s waste basket. It didn't lake long before it was ] >illowing smoke and blazing right merrily. Fire Chief Keturakat dashed clown and in a trice bad the smoking offender Iniried in a snowbank一whereupon he remembered he had forgotten to clou bis gorgeous fire helmet, and almost died of chagrin................Early this month, Kurt Eggert appeared in two concerts at Wausau, Wis.; all you can 尺et out of him is a sigh and a delirious babbling about all the stuff up there............To give you an idea of the rigid cen­ sorship under which your columnist labors (as any fool knows), I should hesitate very perceptibly before even considering a trans­ lation of that popular son^ hit, Besame Much。............ Pe^ of the Buena Vista: the common denominator of the class of，44.............

The Male Chorus is now greasing for its Milwaukee concerts, April 23........... The Choral Reading Group, under the able super­ vision of Prof. Franzmann, performed for the local Curtain Club and Senior Euterpe; the profuse plaudits made readers and super­ visor blush appropriately; Hanke claims he’s actually getting the knack of balancing a plate of cookies and cake on one knee and a cup of tea on the other; the readers are due to perform on a literary society program in the near future............. It seems that history 363

RED speeches arc right down the Seniors' alley: they are educational, entertaining, and Harry “Wicdeiimeyer’s，” they say, was even One sunny niorning some Juniors claimed they saw more a light in Heidelberg Castle (there’s a sizable painting of it in Room 7): our Logic professor shrewdly diagnosed it as a reflection from some hri^lit object, most likely a small mirror, being operated from say about the 4th seat in the window row，and would some one kindly pull down the shade.............

It's not that T’m comically solemn ()i- can ,sliii£>- a better line; I »ul Vuz no one would take this column, Ymi’ll liafta put up with mine.

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[ATHLETICS 1 FOR AULD LANG SYNE 1 year ago—Wietzke's 24 points led the Goslings to -14-29 win .The over Seminary in tlie last game of the Juniors won the intramuml championship. I'a^d's 254 esta1)lishcd an all season lii«h on the howling, alley.

5 years ago—Defeating- Northwestern 47-35, the IMattevillc ^liners won the Tri-State Conference 1)asket1)all chamitionsliip for the second consecutive year. The Goslings I'mished in second place. Their season's record was i i wins against 5 losses.

10 years ago—3 wins and 5 defeats gave N. W. C. third place in their conference. Ziinpelinaii led the scoring wiili 13() points in 15 games.

15 years ago—Out to avenge an earlier defeat by Concordia, the Goslings ended their season by decisively trouncini? them 34-6.

20 years ago—The Seniors, led by Kleinke and Schmidt, easily won the intramural crown.

25 years ago—The Sophomores completed the season undefeated.

Behringer, A. Brandt, and Uetzmann were their lead­ ing scorers. i-

30 years ago—Now that basketball was over, all were eagerly awaiting- the baseball season. Northwestern already had a baseball Varsity at this time and scheduled games with other schools.

40 years ago—Basketball was now played by electric light, thus making- it possible for the team to avoid missing recitations.

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RED The season’s record : N.W.C. 15; St. Johns 30 N.W.C. 46; St. Johns 10 N.W.C. 40; Madison, Co. G 16 N.W.C. 80; Sacred Heart 6 N.W.C. 31; Wisconsin U. 41 The members of this squad were Ernst, North, Kumm, Breutziimi川，and Woyalin.

INTERCOLLEGIATE BASKETBALL XORI'HWRSTKRN 53 MILWAUKEE TEACHERS 71 After four straight victories, the Goslings were once more shoved into the losers column by Milwaukee Teachers. Earlier in tlic season the Goslings had handily disposed of that team in tlic X. W. C j>ym ; however the teachers proved to be a much tough­ er foe Oil tlicir home court. I 乂*(1 l)y their bi^ center, Jablonski, wliu accounted for 34 of his team’s 71 points, the teachers had things pretty much their own way. Only bright spot on the Norlhwestcrn side of the ledger was 21 points by the Gosling’s veuran guard, Schuppenhauer.

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ST. JACOBI 36 XOR PHWESTERX 42 Two nights later the North western “five” added another game to their victory column by defeating St. Jacobi’s of Milwaukee 42-36. Both teams played good hall and the game was close throughout. Not until the final gun liad sounded could the Gos­ lings be sure of victory. The teamwork in this game was above avcTaj^e and the scoring evenly divided.

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RED NAVAL PROCUREMENT 29 NORTHWESTERN 52 On the night of February 23 the Naval Procurement “five” came to Watertown for a return engagement with the Goslings.

Schlei, in the lineup replacing Nolti叩，who was out with a bad ankle, played a j^oocl ^ame at center. The officers were definitely not up to the form of their first meeting with the goslings，so it was N. W. C. all the way.

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NORTHWESTERN 47 MISSION 1 fCH'SE 56 Those who came to the N, W. C gym on the night of Febru­ ary 25 to see the smooth Mission House “five” led by thc-ir sharpshooting forward, Wierxville, were certainly not disaiipoinlcd. The invaders lived up to advance rumors in every respect. Wierwille treated the crowd to some real shooting and still better passing;.

In spite of the fact that Mission House had a consistently hit'll scorer in their lineup, they still functioned as a unit. As for the Goslings, the score indicates that they went down “Kill” Zell was especially on the 1)eam with 17 points and Nommensen not far behind with 15.

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NORTHWESTERN 41 SEMINARY 56 Northwestern closed its basketball season at Thiensville l)y dropping a 56-41 decision to the Seminary, their third defeat of the season by that team. However, the difference between the two teams was not as great as the score might indicate. The Goslings looked better than in any of their other games against the Semin367

RED ary, and liad they been on their home court, might have made tilings quite interesting. Koeninj^er kept his team out in front with 16 points and Knickelbein was at his heels with 13.

Northwestern Seminary FG FT PF TP FG FT PF TP Nommensen ... .5 0 11 Koeninger . .7 2 14 Hoenecke ..... .2 0 2 4 Sauer ...... . .4 2 9 Zessin ..........

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Xow that the basket hall season is gone and forgotten, we’ll take time out to ^ive you a few statistics. The Goslings played 15 panics, winning 9 and losing 6 for a percentage of .600. They scored 723 points against 613 for their opponents, or in other words, an average of 48 points per game. Nommensen led the scoring with 176 points for an average of 11.7 per game. Noltin.^, appear­ ing- in only panics, scored 134 points for an average of 10.3 per :amc. "Bill” Zell led the guards with 97 points for an average of per j^amc. l-'inal standings in the intramural league: Won Lost Pet. Team .833 J uiiiors .666 2 Seniors .333 4 2 Frosh .166 5 Sophs All statistics were compiled by “Judge” Becker. 氺

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Captain Henke's team has the honor of winning first place ill the Senior howling league. The Seniors are rounding out the season with a doubles and singles tournament. Schuppenhauer, aided l>y an 18 pin handioa]), chalked up a 630 series. It is doubtful whether any one else will Ik* brazen enough to above that score. 氺

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Henceforth Herman Winkel will be responsible for filling this space. Tis rumored that he will publish his tract On the Evils of Touch football in an early issue.

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