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Cullowhee Yodel Volume 05 Number 04

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  • THE CULLOWHEE YODEL Published semi-monthly by the faculty and •tudenU of the Cullowhee Stat. Normal School. Cullowhee, North Carolina. Br (E STAFF, osophian)... K.litoi -in-Chiff Faculty Literal y Editor „_™B ll-:'n. 11 I Ki ihian) ell (Columb .Literal- ".Camm a)....Fie y Editor < I'M ' 1 IClitor A billion grains of sand and clay make the brick and concrete block. A solid piece of marble makes a nobler pillar. A thousand men make an army. A dozen officers make the staff. We had rather be a marble pillar, or an officer than to know the thoughts and do the acts of a multitude. A child is happy. We sometimes want to be children again. But a child knows no difference. We do. We are grown. And we are glad. Life holds much happiness. There is much joy. It is cold now. But it will be warm next spring. The sun shines somewhere every day. Next season the flowers will bloom, and the birds will sing. Spring will be better after the frost. It has always been like that. The roses look better against a background of thorns. 1928! Leap Year. New Resolutions. Goodbye holidays; hello books. Wanted for the New Year: An adjustable engagement ring. e for dandruff: the The one s guillotine. The fellow who blows his own horn seldom varies the tune. A certain blonde is dyeing to meet a chap who likes brunettes. Adam was made first in order to give him a chance to say a few words. A self-made man usually gives all the credit to his maker. A girl doesn't mind being married to an economical fellow, but she hates to be engaged to one. The really conceited man is he who is so conceited as to think he isn't. Both women and time tables are subject to change without notice. The thrifty man is the one who can make his running expenses walk. Pa Perkins says that a bottle of perfume has kept many a bathtub out of A bee can lift five times his own weight and can also push. Next to pedestrians, the easiest thing for an automobile owner to run into is debt. How to make a telephone ring without going near it: start to take a bath when you are home alone. Don't get discouraged, it's generally the last key on the bunch that unlocks the door. To a deaf and dumb person, a missing finger may be considered an impediment in his speech. The only woman who likes to see her husband down and out is the aviator's wife. What makes a man madder than to forget his umbrella just as he has finished a $25 memory course? What the world needs is rubber money that can be made to stretch from one pay-day to the next. The fraction leaned over and touched the whole number on the shoulder and asked anxiously, "Is my numerator on straight," Temper in metals in desirable. Temper in persons may not be. Hard steel gives forth consuming sparks. Gold does not. Brass loudly proclaims its emptiness. Dull copper, the current conductor, speaks low. Diamonds, the lustrous give beauty. Coal humbly supplies life. Crinkling tin is light in its texture. Heavy lead makes anchorage. A day is the metal. A year is the mold. Mclten metal runs true to form. Hardened metal is almost final in shape. Life cannot be remolded. Our acts are the molten metal. The year finds us hardened in molds of character. A man and his wife stood on the brink of Niagara Falls. "What a glorious handiwork of God!" said the lady. "What a waste of electricity and power," replied the man. People are like that. Some see the beauty and wonder of natures' masterpieces. Others see the material. We know men who we believe would turn the silver of the clouds to dimes; the gold of the sunset to cash; the green of the grass to bills. They would capitalize the moonbeams, the song of the brook, the music of the birds, or anything for the sake of money and power. Our Advertisers We wish to express again our sincere thanks for the splendid support we have from our advertisers during the past year and the assurance of their continued help in the future. We invite our readers to pay close attention to our advertising columns, and try to patronize those that patronize us. We wish to acknowledge the following advertisers in The Yodel during the year 1927-28 to date: The Tuckaseegee Bank, Sylva, N. C. The Jackson County Bank, Sylva, N. C. The Cullowhee Motor Company, Cullowhee, N. C. The Cullowhee Cafe, Cullowhee, N. C. Sylva Pharmacy, Sylva, N. C. Buchanan Garage, Sylva, N. C. Jackson Hardware Store, Sylva, N. C. Sylva Supply Company, Sylva, N. C. Buchanan Pharmacy, Sylva, N. C. H. C. Bryson Company, Cullowhee, N. C. Sanitary Barber Shop, Sylva, N. C. The Man Store, Sylva, N. C. Cannon Bros. (Woman's Shop), Sylva, N. C. Edwards and Bolick, Sylva, N. C. The Paris, Sylva, N. C. Resolved My 1928 New Year's resolutions, I have decided, will be expansive rather than repressive. For many years, the Puritan note has dominated my pledges on January 1. This year, I shall ignore it. One needs a change, now and then, even in professions of repentance and reform. A vacation is a good thing. Heretofore, I have sworn off. Now, I shall swear on and solemnly resolve: I. To eat what I like and as much of it as I want with no thought of my figure, if any. II. To omit the daily dozen on rising and to discard the cold tub. III. To snarl at my helpmeet when I feel like it. IV. To smoke more than usual. V. To boycott symphony concerts and ignore the opera. VI. To read nothing that doesn't interest me. VII. To work as few hours as possible. VIII. To sell a bond instead of scrimping to buy one. IX. To ignore my son's school reports. X. To decrease my life insurance. These resolutions appeal to me. They cheer and excite whatever inheritance I have that isn't Puritan. While they endure, I shall enjoy rather than suffer beneath them, and when they break, they will cheer instead of depress ray wife. And they will do me no harm. I shall have abandoned them all by February 1. They are New Year's resolutions.— Frederic F. Van de Water. Our Language A boy who swims may say he's swum, but milk is skimmed and never skum, and nails you trim are never trum. When words you speak, these words are spoken, but nose is tweaked and can't be twoken, and what you seek is seldom soken. If we forget, then we've forgotten, but things we wet are never wotten, and houses let cannot be lotten. The goods one sells are always sold, but fears dispelled are not disponed, and what you smell is never smoled. When young, a top you oft saw spun, but ne'er did you see a grin that was grun, or a potato nearly skun. —Exchange. Exchange Among the most interesting high school papers found in our exchange department is the "Hi-Rocket" from Durham High School. This is a well balanced, well written, interesting paper. The article on "Why I'd Rather Be a Girl" was quite different from the usual opinion and was very interesting. We notice from the Mount Airy High Spots that a standard ring has been adopted by the high school. We also note with interest that the science club of the high school is playing an active part in the school life. We are indeed sorry that the Chronicle from Duke University, Durham, N. C, has been reduced in size. It still has the same good quality, however, and we like it. Henson-Roberson Of the numerous weddings happening during the holidays, none is of more interest than that of Miss La- zele Henson to Ervin Roberson, both graduates of Cullowhee State Normal and promising teachers of this county. Mrs. Roberson, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. A. M. Henson of Sylva, and Mr. Roberson of Candler, N. C, were married September 17th, 1927, and successfully kept their secret until Christmas holidays, when they motored to East Carolina on their honeymoon. Mrs. Roberson was a graduate of the 1927 May class and is teaching at Beta. Mr. Roberson graduated a year earlier, and is teaching another successful year at East La Porte. The Yodel and school extend their heartiest wishes and congratulations. May the romance begun on the campus extend through life. Her Name Is Madge She has cute brown eyes, just like stars, And her nose turns up at the end; Her ears are small, her teeth are pearls, She's my pal, she's my very best Others know that my work is bum, Or that my faults are bad and She does not mind, she trusts me still, And thinks me perfect, as perfect as any. Her name is Madge, not Madeline; She sure loves me, but darn the luck, I'm a grown-up human being, And she's not my girl, but my pup. —W. C. H. Parris-Moore The following announcement recently came out in the Jackson County Journal, relating to the marriage of former students of Cullowhee, which will be read with interest by students who knew them here. A wedding of much interest to their many friends throughout Western North Carolina occurred Wednesday, December 28th, 1917, at Waynesville, when Miss Maggie Parris of Dillsboro and Mr. James Fidilla Moore of Glen- ville were united in marriage. Mrs. Moore is the eldest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. A. C. Parris and has taught in the public schools of Jackson county for the past few years, and is very popular among a large circle of friends in this county. Mr. Moore has been employed in Akron, Ohio, for the past two years. They left immediately after the ceremony for Asheville and other points to be gone a few days. Mr. Stillwell: Mr. Parsons, what great thing came into existence about 1906? Mr. Parsons: Me! Rags: Minnie, will you talk to me Saturday night? Minnie: I reckon. Rags: But do you know for sure? Minnie: Maybe. Clem Hall: I will be true for thou or those who love.
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