Of The Houston Junior College,
Houston, Texas Established 1928
Published semi-monthly during the
college year. Subscription, $1.00 per
year. Single copies, 10 cents.
Editor-in-Chiei Everett Kendall
Assistant Editor Walter Garrett
Assistant Editor.. E. Houston
Faculty Advisor F. R. Birney
Society Maurine Edminster
Sports—Men. George Hughes
Sports—Women. Maurine Keach
Humor Jane Witherspoon
Activity Frances Baty
Exchange Rubye Tunnel!
Feature .Ethel Mercer
Chapell Freeman Pauline Ault
The Woodul Bill
The only surprising part of the Junior College bill which Senator Woodul
introduced in the Senate last Friday
is its not having been introduced be-
Senator Woodul is to be applauded
for seeing a real problem, a logical
remedy, and for his diligence in the
For it is obvious that some political
body should come to the financial assistance of a student body that works
in the daytime, earns enough money
to support itself and the institution,
and attends classes at night.
Not only would a reduction in tuition
in this manner greatly relieve the
750 students now in the college but it
would stimulate a healthy growth of
And whether this bill is accepted or
no* the school should feel the greatest
degree of gratitude for the interest
shown by Senator Woodul.
A brief survey of comparison will
also reveal that no more capable and
energetic directing board can be boasted of by any college than that of the
Houston Independent School District.
Indeed both from the standpoint of
finances and of executive leadership
the passage of this bill will greatly benefit the college.
H. J. C. Standard
Sincere students at H. J. C. are gratified by the effort that is being made
this semester to enforce all regulations
regarding class cutting, making up
missed work, being late to classes and
attendance at assembly.
It is a present day demand that there
be a 100 per cent return in value for
every dollar spent. Students at H. J.
C. are spending valuable time as well
> as their tuition in securing an education, and they have a right to full
value for this expenditure. The enforcement movement is an effort to see
that the students do get full value. It
will also raise the already high standard of the school.
The school heads are to be congratulated on this effort, and they should
receive the hearty support of every
Our college is what we mak-i it. If
we don't like it, whom should we kick
The Cougar is pleased to see many
new faces in the hails this semester.
Welcome to good old H. J. C.
HONORARY SOCIETY TO MEET
The next meeting of the Honorary
Society will be held Friday, February
27, at 9:15 p.m. in Miss Bender's inner
Suggestions wilt be submitted at this
meeting for the name of the club and
other important maters will be discussed.
The club decided to meet twice a
month, one meeting at 9:15 Friday night
and the next at 4:30 Saturday afternoon at the home of Mrs. Bender.
All students interested in the club
are invited to the next meeting.
Welcome—you new students of the
second semester. Just Talk, the funny
little feller at the head of this column,
wishes you the best of everything—
grades, dates, 'n' all that sort of thing
—during your sojourn (ain't that a
good word?) with us.
By the way. Just. Talk's column
also your column; it belongs to all the
students. Whenever you have a burning idea about anything—how to rur
the school, the right shade of green
for freshmen, or anything else that';
red hot—write it down briefly and put
it in the Cougar box in the office. Just
Talk'll do the rest.
CO-ED INTERVIEWS COUGAR
Just Talk wishes right here to tell
all freshmen not to be at all afraid of
the Cougar. It won't bite, and its
claws have all been clipped. In fact,
the Cougar is such a nice li'l kitty
that Genevieve Pledge actually interviewed it. Says Genevieve:
Dear Editor and Caretaker of
Last night, as unbelievable as i
seems, I took a chance on getting ar
interview with the Cougar himself by
dropping around at his cage about 7
and found him just through with
dinner and in a very jovial mood. After
the formal greetings which he gave
very informal manner, he began railing at me for not having come sooner.
This was as much of a surprise to me
as it will be to you, for Cougars ordinarily enjoy being left alone for a nap
after dinner, but he explained his actions thoroughly before I left, and for
the sake of public interest, I'll try to
repeat the interview, word for wcj|d.
"Yes," said the Cougar, licking: a
few neglected morsals from his chops
and settling himself for a comfy chat,
"I know you are surprised at my after-
dinner cordiality, but the fact remains
that I'm glad to see you, for I have
something important to say to the
readers of my paper, and I i
it through you. If you'll just take the
trouble to take this down, it will give
you the substance of what I am about
to say. I need criticism!"
Noting my puzzled expression, the
Cougar smiled, wiggled his whiskers
and offered his explanation.
"Yes, criticism! Now, don't get the
idea that I mean to have someone continually at my heels in a flurry of ragi
over the audacity of this and the nerve
of that—I don't! What I mean is this
—if the students and readers in general
would get together and give me some
kind, helpful hints and constructive
criticism—let me know what they want
printed in my paper, which is 'theirs,'
I have a heap easier time making an
interesting success of that publica-
Well, editor, you could have knocked
me over without the feather by that
tune, so I made my departure a rather
sudden affair and hurried home to relay
this to you, as I knew you would be
Sir, do you know that by the time
I had walked home I had found plenty
of time to think it over, and the more
I thought, the more convinced I was
that the Cougar knew what he was
talking about, and I believe that if we
can get it over to the readers what
the Cougar meant by 'constructive
criticism;' and show them the real desire that he has to please everyone,
they will pitch in and help us satisfy
old friend Cougar.
A RAP FOR SNOBS
Then, Jane Witherspoon, contributes
a real idea—Jane has the good old H.
J. C. down to a tee.
"Why be stuck up?" asks Jane. And
Just Talk adds another why. And
"Why not be friendly ind natural?
There has been quite a bit of talk on
the subject in connection with a selected few. Whatever the motive, why
give anyone a chance to talk? No one
likes condescension, and condescension
^rtainly is a good excuse for unnecessary gossip.
So dont' rely upon your "good
TOUGH ON FALSE TEETH
If you have false teeth, weak jaws or
adenoids, don't try to read this "poem'
out loud. It is contributed by a struggling genius (he ought to struggle)
who signs himself "G. Howie Skrib-
A tutor who tooted the flute
Tried to tutor two tooters to toot.
Said the two to the tutor:
"Is it harder to toot,
Or to tutor two tooters to toot?"
Here's a woeful lament written by
one of our own students. Kenneth, you
have voiced the silent wail of innumerable H. J. C. "fish" and "sophs."
AFTER THE HOLIDAYS
By Kenneth Phillips
"Oh, yes! I'll get my lessons up!"
I made that resolution
When school turned out to celebrate
A long, two-weeks' vacation.
An English theme, one thousand words,
Or fifteen hundred long;
Two thousand to five thousand words—
An economics wrong.
Then lots of textbooks lo be read
If I can find the time;—
I didn't do't it: that's the cause
For this poor woeful rhyme.
A CHANGE OF GAME
"There's something about this poem
that kind of gets you," said the literary editor as she handed this one to
the chief. Who wrote it? The piece
is merely signed "A Student's Contribution:"
The Saturday we boys once knew,
That brief respite from school, to us
Meant happiness; our cares were few
And even dirty yards meant naught.
We'd play baseball or fight with
Then off we'd traipse down to the
to catch "craw-dads" or gather gourds
That grew along the rqad near there.
Or maybe pick some "prickly pears,"
Pecans, persimmons, like as not
We'd wind up hunting lions or bears
Or Indians that we knew were near.
And though we never caught a bear
And redskins, too, seem'd mighty few.
We knew for sure that they were there
And we, with luck, would get them
Some years have pass'd; and now it
The game we play is fruitless as
(Despite our learning, greater means)
Our hunts for bears and Indians then.
It must be that which drove us on—
That endless faith which made u<
Some Indians lurked a bit beyond
Now makes us feel the game's worth-
Perhaps when all this strife is o'er
We'll look back on the past and say.
'Our dreams were not in vain—what's
ODE TO PROFS
Our professor is so very wise—
Our news writing he does criticize,
He rips 'em up, he rips 'em down—
And makes us feel just like a clown.
Just wait; some day our art will grow
And we can say, "I told you so."
GRINS and GROANS
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members for the practice of semi-popular music.
According to Mr. Nigro, the work of
the club is at the present time suspended in order that more intensive
effort may be put forth toward the
presentation of the play, "Nothing But
the Truth," to be given by the Dramatic Club, this evening. No definite
plans have yet been made for the continuance of the organization throughout the term.
looks" to get you where you want to
It will fail you every time. It Is
not enough. Instead, try coming down
to the level of the rest of the world.
Conceit won't get by in Junior College. "When in Rome, shoot Roman
Just Talk says that snobs at H. J. C.
are few and far between.
He: Are you fond of golf?
She: Am I? You should have seen
the greens I ate for dinner.
Prof.: "Now, class, I want you to
notice the carvings on the cave walls."
Stude: "My goodness, professor! did
they have to remember telephone numbers in those days, too?"
Jinny: "I've got two things on my
mind for tonight."
Jenny: "Let's call them both up and
make it a double date."
Blotto: "What's your name, little
Blotto: "Annie what?"
Do: "Once upon a time there were
Dodo: "There are a lot more of them
The big star gave the umpire $50 to
./in the game and still they lost. Could
the umpire have been dishonest?
Antony: "Look here, Cleo, I don't
like the idea of your dating up the
whole Roman army."
Cleopatra: "Listen, boy friend, do you
think I got my technique in a correspondence school?"
Band: A group of musicians banded
together for self-defense.
Ath-a-lete: A strong he-man who
possesses a letter, a mob of admirers,
an odor (perfume) and a drag.
Fish: A Common character, usually
Red Paint: Substance used to cover
barns, co-ed's chteks, and towns.
Sophomores: A group of old men and
women, spending anywhere from their
fourth to sixth year in college.
Kenneth Phillips: "Don't you think
that girl is cute?
Walter Garrett: "She might have
Harvey Richards: "Yo ain't ya self
more. Whatsa matter? Sick or son:
Jo Ed Winfree: "Got insomia. Keep
waking up ever few days.
Pecan: "Did you say it was love at
Fibert: "Yes. I got one look at her
Clergyman: "Milford, are you sure
chewing gum is your worst enemy?"
Milford S.: "I'm sure."
Clergyman: "Then why do you chew
Mr. Birney: "You say you got $5
for your story?"
Kenneth Phillips: "Yes, from the Express Company. They lost it."
She: "You're no collar ad."
He: "Well, you're no Fisher Body ad
She was only a fireman's daughter,
and her father put out her flames
"Hey, ma, you said if I fed the baby
tadpoles they'd kill him."
She: "Have you ever learned anything by correspondence?"
He: "Yes. I never write to women
to love our
Jim Bertrand: "Our captain got 12
letters in three years."
Gladys Jacobs: "What a small corre-
One Co-ed: "My face is my fortune."
'Nother Co-ed: "Someone shortchanged you, my dear."
G. W. "Whats' your name?"
G. W.: "1 hope you're not one of
those wise crackers."
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which she had solicited for a charitable
Warren Lemmon, as Bob Bennett, was
placed in numerous situations, during
the twenty-fours of the bet, where a
few small fibs would prevent much
embarrassment and disturbance. He
might tell his fiance that he has never
in his life kissed another girl. He
might tell the wealthy society friend
that her singing is beautiful, but to
win he must confine himself to nothing but the truth.
The feminine lead, Bob Bennett's fiance, was portrayed by Phyllis Katherine Workman. She had the role of
Gwendolyn Ralston. Miss Workman's
performance as the sweet and prominent society leader was remarkably
done. Jane Witherspoon as the sophisticated mother of Gwen and Harvey
Richards as Mr. Ralston and business
associate of Bob, were well cast in their
Others actors who were blossomed
forth in "Nothing But he Truth" and
who showed much promise as showmen
and show-women are Kenneth Phillips as Bishop Doran, Jimmie Bertrand
Dick Donnelly, a third business
partner in the brokerage firm; Albert Kindel as a firm customer and
a party connected with the bet as
Clarence Van Dusen; Gladys Jacobs
as Ethel Clark, the society friend of
Gwen's (Miss Jacobs sings in the
third act); Lucile Cafcalus and Magda
Soule are two flirtatious "dames" who
cause plenty of trouble as Mable and
Sable. Nora Louise Calhoon as Martha, the maid, completed the cast.
Mr. Nigro, sponsor of the dramatic
club, has worked night and day with
the cast for the past four months, and
he was well pleased with the performance as given by his budding thespians.
A good sized audience attended the
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scheduled for April 24. They will determine state champions.
An oratorical contest for both boys
and girls will be held at Westminster
Junior College at Tehuacana on April
3. In each instance the boys' and girls'
contests will be separate.
H. J. C. expects to enter the one-act
play contests. It will have no district
opponents, and therefore, will go to
Hillsboro for the finals in the latter
part of April.
In addition to the intercollegiate contests, two special debates have been arranged by Coach Harris. Both are on
the Free Trade question. H. J. C. will
meet Temple Junior College at Bryan,
and South Park Junior College of
Beaumont will come to Houston for
its debate. Dates will be announced
The debate with Texas University
has been called off. Coach Harris has
begun training his teams, and promises
STUDENT PRESENTS BOOKS
Two books have been presented to
the H. J. C. library by T. H. Mattingly,
i student at the college.
The books are "Fixed Bayonets" and
Red Pants" by Capt. John W. Thorn-