Robert w. McCullough
POETS' NOOK :-:
PRESIDENT OF SOPHOMORE
The sophomores have chosen as
their president, Robert W. McCullough, who has proved his ability as
a social leader as president of the
freshman class of 1929-30.. 'Bobby"
graduated from Sam Housion Senior
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. purpose. He says, "In order to form
a more harmonious body we must
An athletic young co-ed w'th boyish bob and fascinating smile—that's
FAY GENE LAURENCE.
Oh, girls! PETE GARRISON says,
"March is women's month,—windy."
A Central'te,—and aparently proud
of it—is MAURINE KEACH destined
for bigger tilings. We have 200
pounders here, too!
Studious (with apologies to R*p-
ley) is TEB WARDEN, matriculating
at the Houston Law school (adv.),
carrying courses at the Houston Junior college, working (?), and at the
same time holding down end on that
superb team of our "Alma Mammy."
Jubilant and enthusiastic over Junior college are RENA MAI BUTLER,
GLADYS KUYKENDALL, ALLYNE
ALLEN—all still healthy despite the
Oh, Boy! Who's that adorable kid
coming down the stairs now? Why
ADELE DRENKLE, of course. B
tiful, but not dumb.
MARY GEORGE HARRIS, is glad
she didn't go to Rice since she ha
met—Jun or college—(Ha, Tooled y
Several Rice studes seem to prefer H. J. C, f'r instance--"LEFTY-
MORRIS. "Let'Uy" was vice president of our freshman class and co-
captain of our fotball team last year.
Maybe its not H. J. C. that .he prefers, probably just—our blondes.
With the season at hand when the
pigskin heroes are biting the dust
of the gridirons throughout the country and since our own team
ing the rush of oncoming battles this
bit of verse catches and holds our
This column is devoted ot poems
composed by students of H. J. C.
All interested college students are requested to submit their compositions
to the COUGAR for future publica-
There's mischief in the air!
All of Satan's hosts
Have made of It their lair,
.And filled the world with ghosts.
There's mystery astir!
Spirits of dead leaves
All float down in a blur
From solemn ghosts of trees.
There's Hallowe'en anon!
Frightened children hark
To witches riding on
Their brooms out in the dark.
There's spooky fun ahead!
Owls out in the night
Fill all with silent dread,
F.l! all with Quaking fright.
Very much in keeping with the season, Kenneth, and you are quite "up
and coming" as a rfoet. Someday
we'll be saying "I knew him when—."
SING A SONG OF COLLEGE LIFE
Readin' and writin' and 'rithmetic—
Oh! how the "profs" try to teach us.
Surely, fellows, we shouldn't kick
When the grades we get don't suit us.
Just think of the time it takes them
To give us the proper dope.
We ought to try and think hard when
-e close to the end of the rope.
Petite LLEWELLYN ROSS seems
to be a magnet for Rice frosh,—judging from appearances.
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set the scholarship as their goal, and
strive to win it.
To open the assembly. Willard Nesmith sang several popular numbers,
wh'ch were well received by the students. Announcements were made by
Mr Dupree, Coach French and Hazel
Taylor, president of the girls pep
•quad, and the meeting was adjourned.
This assembly was adjudged to have
been the most interesting of any held
Mr. Birney: How about the freshman ball story?
Student: Oh. I managed to squeeze
It out of Mr. Lemmon!
Gee! these "profs" are regular fellows
They're willing to help any time,
They'll put you up there, fellows.
Light at the head of the line.
If you really want to be
Someone that's really worthwhile.
Then buck up, don't think you've wo
At the end of the very first mile.
Let's fight for the name of i
Stand by our amiable "profs,"
"Thanks" for a chance at nior
Back up the "Fish" and tbe "Sophs.
Great work, Opal.—a very inspirational bit of verse. Optimism is al-
Verna German, an ex-H. J. C. student submits the following poem to
the COUGAR. Miss German is now
studying in Greenwich Village of New
York City, We are very proud that
she could contribute to the COUGAR.
Weary and worn,
On a hilltop.
Beauty of earth,—
Silence of soul,—
I always thought of Love
As of a lace valentine.
Something made of p'nk and white
And crisp paper frills.
Then you came . . .
With eager, searching hands,
tore away the fanciful lace trimmings,
The colored bits of toys and ribbons;
And left revealed
Beneath Ihe tattered fragments . . .
WEDDING BELLS ring out again!
Congratulations and friendly greetings are the order of the day when
these bells toll their message to
Miss Sarah Phillips, former Junior
College student, was married to John
Nielsen of Pocatello, Idaho, at her
home, October 20, at 8 p.m.
Mr. Nielsen traveled by automobile
to Houston to claim Miss Phillips as
his bride. He is a metal worker in
the railroad shops at Pocatello,
where the couple will make their
home. They left Houston early in
the morning of the 21st.
The ceremony was performed by
Rev. H. C. Phillips, uncle of the bride,
at their residence at 235 West 22nd
nue. Only the relatives of the
bride were present. Miss Phillips attended Junior College the second sem
ster of the 1929-30 school year.
Miss Beatrice Biggs, who attended
unior College in 1928, was married
October 18 to Mr. John Fergerson
at the home of the bride In Humble.
Mr. Fergerson is connected with the
Texas Oil Company at Humble,
IN THE BEST of HUMOR
The logical place to
obtain your class and
school rings, pins,
belt buckles and all
Representative will call at
J. .Venoj Jeweliij ig.
C_ J7OOKAIN STREET corCAPITOL AVENUE
HE BELIEVES IN SIGNS
Margaret Mounger: What would you
o if I should cry?
Bill Seaman: Hang out a sign, "Wet
Hulda Alexander: Gee, Fred, that
ndy in the w ndow sure makes my
Fred Aebi: Well, darling, here'
—Dallas Sunset High Stamped
Reporter Wood: Do you believe in
clubs for women?
Warren Lemmon: Yes, Harold, if
Marasek: Lucille seems like a good
Barziza: Uh, huh. she wouldn't pay
any attention to me either.
Lawrence Lennie: There's something in the world besides money.
LaFIeur Smith: Yes, there's the
L. Godard: Say, what's the huge
idea of wearing my raineoat?
H. Sommers; Well, I got your suit
1 and I didn't want to get it wet.
It's all right for a woman to want
hold on to her youth, but not while
THE DUMB BELL
Charles Woods: Look and see bow
much gas we've got, will you?"
Lamour Dattner: R points to %,
but I don't know whether it means
half full or half empty."
—Texas Utility News.
Doctor: Are you feeling very ill?
Let me see your tongue, please.
Charles Warren: Its' no use, doctor;
i tongue can tell how bad I feel.
"Soapy" McGinty: Did you hear
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about the young lady being hurt in 1
the explosion last night?
Wayne Phelps: No, how come? j
"Soapy" McGinty: A smile lit upl
her face and the powder went off. I
* * * . t
Cecile Taylor: Don't tell anybody,
but see this ring? Howard slipped it ^
on m yfinger last night.
Nora Louise C.: Yes, it's nice looking, but it will make a black circle
round your finger beotre you've worn m
it a week. It did on mine.
Teacher: Parse the word, "Kiss."
Hazel Taylor: This word is a noun,
but is usually used as a conjunction.
It is never declined, and more common than proper. It is not very sin- j
gular, in that it is usually used in
the plural. It agrees with me.
Irate Fathgr; Do you smoke?
Jane Witherspoon (nervous co-ed):
Father: Well, save me the couopns.
WHAT IS THIS?
Modern Father: I'll teach you to *
love to my daughter, sir.
George Dorcher: I wish you would,
old boy, I'm not making much headway.
You've heard of tbe absent-minded
professor who poured catsup on his
shoe-strings and tied knots in his ■
macaroni, but how about the fellow [
who twisted the baby's ear and then j
walked the floor with the phono- 4
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