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Editor-in-Chief Everett Kendall
Associate Editor Walter Garrett
Associate Editor Kenneth Phillips
Associate Editor . Margaret Shell
Associate Editor Rubye Tunnell
Faculty Advisor F. R. Birney
Literary . .. Genevieve Pledge
Society Maurine Edminster
Sports-Men Milton Moffitt
Humor June Witherspoon
Activity Frances Baty
Exchange Llewelyn Boss
Feature Ethel Mercer
B ea trice H am i 1 to n
A, C. Irwin
Graduation! What magic lies in that
word, what dreams and traditions surround it. How much it means to those
fifty-one students who will receive diplomas from the Houston Junior College on Wednesday evening, May 27.
Some of them have been here only
two years, carrying the full number
of courses each year. Some have been
here three, some four, years, having
found it necessary to do part-time
school work because of outside employment. To all of them we offer our
Many of these students will go on to
other schools next year. Some of
them will find it impractical to com-,
, plete more than the two years of college work and will enter upon their
business careers after graduation. Others are regularly employed business
people who entered school here with
the intention of completing only the
work offered by the Junior College.
But whether or not these graduates
continue in school, there is no question that the work done in Junior College will he of inestimable value
to them. The satisfaction of having
completed this much college work will
make it worth while. On the practical
side, there is little doubt but that one
who has had two years of college
training will be given preterence by
business concerns over one who has
only a high school education.
. It is with both pleasure and regret
that we see these students go out from
Junior College. Pleasure, because they
have achieved that for which they
were coming here and are now a step
farther on their way to success. Regret, because we have been both proud
and happy to have them as classmates
and friends and will be sorry to have
such associations end. But wherever
they go, our sincere wishes for success and happiness are theirs.
In 1927 the question uppermost in
the minds of Houston school officials
was: Will a junior college, holding
classes during the evening hours, be
a success? For such a school, the first
in Texas, was to be put into operation
in Houston at the beginning of that
fall school term.
Four years have passed. There has
been ample time to test the value of
the night junior college. And as these
years have gone by it has been increasingly evident that the success of
the institution is assured. During
the second year of its existence the
Houston Junior College ranked first
among the junior colleges of Texas in
size and in standing. That place it has
held ever since, and with each semester the enrollment has increased.
Fifty-one students will receive diplomas from this junior college at the
close of the present year. This brings
the total number of graduates up to
The majority of these students would
not have been able to complete these
first two years of college work (at any
rate, as soon as they did) had it not
Golly, oh, golly! School will be over
soon. Wonder where everybody will be
next year, and who is going to be left
here with me. Maybe Bill Jester and
Frances Willard will be back . They
have been here only four years, and
they still have a few good years left in
them (that is, if they don't weaken too
Wonder where Jack Thurman is going! He's planning on trying to become
There's Earlene Gunn . . . Can she
play a piano! Hearin' is believin'.
Margaret Shell is certainly—how
shall we say it?—attractive? Yep!
Irene Speiss and Rena Mai may be
successfully added to the list of "at-
tracties"—(a new word).
Have you heard any queer or unusual (?) noises around the driveways
after seven? It might be Wayne Liver,
good's Ford. He has started carrying
tubs around with him and I don't
You know, you can certainly hear
lot of funny (?) things around school.
We heard a rumor about Maurice and
Terry, but of course, you know, there's
not a word of truth in it.
Oh, I heard something else and this
..as funny—but it didn't work out far
enough. You know about M. L. and
G. P. Then there was K. M. and R. D.
Golly, I got all interested in matters
and it suddenly ended—and not the
"correct" ending either!
There is Margaret Mounger—pretty,
huh? Wish I knew the "shadow's"
name. They make a cute couple.
Look! Verne Perryman loping
around looking for Ed!
You know, these blond men are
worse than the women! Which is it,
Warren, Phyliss or Beatrice?
Elsie Peters, as I live and breathe!
That girl has just about all "a's" and
"b's" for her record at the college.
Did someone make a crack about
blondes being dumb?
There's the guy with the dizzy fingers—who? Why, H. D., of course!
Absolutely, Rebecca or Becky (take
your choice) Fisher is my idea of a
honey or two! But she'll be at Rice
So will Julia Green, I think.
Wonder where Coloma Powers will
be? Couldn't you murder her for cutting that gorgeous hair?
But that seems to be the thing to
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MRS. HANNAH SHEARER
GRINS and GROANS
been for the fact that classes were held
in the late afternoon and in the evening. Many of them could not have
done any college work at all, because
they find it necessary to do full-time
work in town, by which some are supporting not only themselves but members of their families as well.
The desirability of a college education
is being realized more and more by the
public in general. If ambitious young
men and women_ can hold full-time
jobs and at the same time complete
their first two years of college work
at night, even though it may take them
longer than the allottuu two years, it
is probable that they will be resourceful enough to find some way in which
to attend school for the additional two
years needed to obtain a degree.
It is for these working students that
Houston Junior College holds its greatest appeal. It is because of their demand for the opportunities offered by
night classes that the school has grown
so rapidly and will continue to grow.
And it is because of their enthusiastic
support that evening classes will not
be discontinued, even though the present plans for a day school for Houston
Junior College are put into effect
Librarian at H. J. C,
FR GOO'NESS SAKE!
Last edition, you know, we blamed
it all on spring and its ailments—now
we're at a loss. What should be blamed
"TRA LA LA"
I used to write poems when I was a
And thought they were good when they
really were bad,
For they had too much rhythm and
moral, it seems,
And the metre and rhyme would give
poets the "scream* .
So I read lots of Sandburg, St. Vincent
Some Masefield, and Lowell, and others
Write poems In such an artistical way.
Now I am ready—my reading is done;
I'm reeling out poems—it really is fun.
No longer I'm ancient—oh, modernly
For now I've drung deep of the Pierian
My poems are gathered and put in a
And on the first chapter I wish you
Soon you will see there the great pains
I saw a cow the other day—
Tra la la and a la la tra,
Munching on some new mown hay,
Tra la la and a la la tra.
I asked her what made her eat all that
She replied, "Well, we bovines are just
built that way."
Some blow flies buzzed around my
Tra la la and a la la tra,
I cuss them out—they make me sore,
Tra la la and a la la tra.
But the more I cuss, the longer they
It must be that blow flies are just
built that way.
I saw a girl the other night,
Tra la la and a la la tra,
Holding a boy so very tight,
Tra la la and a la la tra.
He cried, "Give me air, Sal! Now
listen, I say!"
It must be that women are just built
Now that's the first chapter—I think
It's not half as bad as it really could
But if it sounds crazy—shucks—it's
all O. K.
For truly, great poets are just built
Since it's the time of the year when
people think of camping and campfires,
how's this little poem by Florence
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Gave 'Em the Razz
The wife and daughter of Colonel
Berry, camp commander, came to the
gate after taps and demanded admission. The sentry objected.
"But, my dear man, you don't understand," expostulated the older woman.
"We are the Berrys."
"I don't care if you're the cat's pajamas," retorted the sentry. "You can't
get in at this hour."
■ He Took the Count
.Dumb: While I was out with some
of the boys the other night, a burglar
broke into my house.
Other dumb person: Did he get
Dumb: I'll say he did! My wife
thought it was me coming home late.
Dark night . . . man with hat over
eyes . , . woman with revolver approaches. BANG!
Man falls, gasps: "Woman, I ain't
Woman looks closer. "Oh, I beg your
"My wife used to piay the piano a
lot, but since the children came she
doesn't have time."
"Children are a comfort, aren't
Kenneth P: Did you ever speak before a large audience?-
Walter G: A fairly large one, once.
Kenneth P.: What did they say?
Walter G.: Not guilty.
"Darling, I love you."
"Good gracious! Why, we've only
"Yes, I know; but I'm only here for
"At the dance the other night, my
suspenders broke right in the middle
of the floor."
"And weren't you embarrassed nearly to death?"
"Well, not very. My roommate had
Liza: Is yo' sho' yo' want to marry
me, Big Boy?
Rastus: I sho' is, honey. Ah's even
made arrangements to quit mah job.
Phil H.: Jack Thurman has decided
not to take a medical course.
Lurille C: The brave boy! Just
think of the lives he's saved.
"It must be awful to be a debt collector. You must be unwelcome wherever you go."
"On the contrary, practically everybody asks me to call again.''
Patient: Will that anaesthetic make
Doctor: Not a bit
Patient: How long will it be before
I know anything?
Doctor: See here, young man, isn't
that asking a good deal of an anaesthetic?
Once upon a time an enterprising
poultryman crossed his hens with parrots to save time. He used to spend
much time in hunting the eggs, but
now the hens walk up to him and say:
"Hank, I just laid an egg. Go get it"
She: Now what are you stopping
He (as car comes to a halt): I've
lost my bearings.
She: Well, at least you are original;
most fellows run out of gas.
Who' is the smartest man
Pupil: Thomas A. Edison . He invented the phonograph and the radio
so people would stay up all night and
use his electric light bulbs."
"Oh, officer! There's a man following me and I think he is drunk.
Officer (giving her the once over):
Yes, he must be!
Sonny: Mother, I have a surprise
Mother: Let's have it, son.
Sonny: I swallowed a tack.
Date: Something seems to be wrong
with this flivver, doesn't it?
Co-ed: Don't be silly. Wait until
we get out of town.
They were discussing a mutual
"Yes," said Brown, "1 saw Fish the
other day, and he was treating his wife
in a way that I wouldn't treat a dog."
"Good gracious!" said Hammond in
shocked tones. "What was he doing?"
"He was kissing her."
Policeman: Lady, dont you know
this is a safety zone?
Woman Driver (in aifficulties): Of
course; that's why I drove in here.
"Why does a red-headed woman always marry a meek man?"
"She doesn't. He just gets that way!"
Wife: Do you realize that twenty-
five years ago we became engaged?
Absent-minded Prof: Twenty-five
years! You should have reminded me
before. It's certainly time we got
The Crooner Crowned
Filbert: That orchestra has got everything, hasn't it?
Pecan: Everything but a crooner.
Filbert: What do you mean?
Pecan: I just attended to that.
He: Why do you say I don't love
you any more?
She: I haven't had to slap your face
for a week.
"Now, boys," said the Scotch professor, "if you will just put a few crazy
answers in your examination papers I
can sell them to a magazine for twenty
Father Gabriel was addressing a
group of boys and offered 25 cents to
the one who could tell him the name
of the world's greatest man.
"I think it is Mussolini," said an
"George Washington," said an
A Jewish boy shouted: "Saint
"Correct," said Father Gabriel, "but
tell me, me lad, why you think St.
Patrick the greatest."
'Right down in my heart I think it
was Moses," replied the Jewish boy.
"But business is business."
Of course you've heard about the
correspondence school student who cuts
classes. He sends empty envelopes.
•You may have troubles, but cheer
up. Think what a hard time crosseyed people have looking each other
straight in the eye. Or imagine a sufferer from St. Vitas Dance having
rheumatism with it. Or a person who
couldn't speak attending H. J. C. assembly.
Singer: "Ever since singing that song
yesterday it has seemed to haunt me."
Kum Back: "Why not? You murdered it."
First Drunk: "Wha shu doin' over
here under thish street lite?"
Second Same: "Lookin* fur my
muzzers diamond ring."
First: "Wher'd you losh it?"
Second' "Over there on tuther side
of a shtreet.'
First: "Why don' shu look over
Second: "Thersh more lite ove'
Mr. Hopper: Ah, my boy, so you
play football. Do you play in the back
Martin Lowe: No, in the front yard.
Willard N.: Terrible golf course.
Caddy: This here ain't the course,
boss. We been off the course for a
J. Brough: "What's that on your
G. Davis: "Dandruff."
Brough: "Oh, yes, chips off the old
Young man, take your hand off my
Excuse me sir, I was just going .to
say what a fine joint you have here.