Page Two . Cannonsrsehhntth ‘ ARMilllit Thfill NEWS Student Publication of the ARMOUR lNSTlTUTE OF TECHNOLOGY CHICAGO, lLLlNOlS Published Weekly During the College Year EDlTORIAL STAFF ....John Hemmes, ’29 .Frcd B. Farrell, ’29 ........ David T. Smith, ’30 ...Charles E. Morris, ’30 Walter J. Ehrmeyer, ’29 ..John E. Tarman, ’30 John P. Edstrand, ’29 Walter Paradzinski, ’30 ........ (Not yet chosen) ......... Joel M. Jacobson, ’29 Professor Walter Hendricks CONTRlBUTORS J. H. Ashenhurst, Fred A. Atwood, A. B. Auerbach, L. W. Booker, Hal Burnett, E. W. Carlson, S. Chiappetta, W. Edmonds, Frank M. James, H. J. Monger, S. S. ?u- laski, H. P. Richter, W. H. Rudolf, S. B. Scavuzzo, R. F. Stellar, Vernon Storm, Max Schinkc, H. W. Yount. BUSINESS STAFF ........... Russell E. Johnson, ’29 Assistant .............. ..Thomas R. O’Malley, ’30 Advertising Managua. ...Stanley A. Beatty, ’30 Assistants..Morris 0. Nelson, ’30; Wilbert B. Deering, ’30 Circulation Manager ..... ..John W. Gamble, ’29 Assistant ....... ....John E. Barman, ‘29 Exchanges ............. D. It. Garen, 30 No. 5 Editor-in-Chief ........... Desk Editor... News Editor.. Department Editor Assistant Social Editor. Athletic Editor Assistant ..... Humor Edito Feature Writer. Faculty Adviser.... Business Manager. Vol. 11. OCTOBER 18, 1928 TRUTH, COURAGE, HONOR, MAKE FOR ACHIEVEMENT Wanted: Literary Men Don’t let that word “Literary” scare you too much. Here at Armour the word “literary” applies to anyone who works on our three publications, even including the typists. The publications need more men. THE CYCLE, Armour’s yearbook, is in need of assistants, preferably sophomores, to aid the departmental editors, who are juniors. These sophomores will be eligible for the departmental positions next year. The editor-inuchief is chosen each year from the junior editors. THE ARMOUR ENGINEER, quarterly technical pub- lication, can also use more assistants. The main staff positions are filled by seniors, but to aspire to these jobs one must have served at least one or two years as an assistant. The editor~in~chief and the business manager of the ENGINEER receive scholarships for their senior year. THE ARMOUR TECH NEWS can use again as many men as it now has. Its positions are open to all classes alike. Freshman and senior have equal chances for a job on its staff. ’ The teams, the musical clubs, and other organizations have all made their bids for new blood. Now the pub- lications offer their inducements. There is no excuse for students at Armour to abstain from extracurricular activities. No one can truthfully say, as he finishes his course, that he had no chance to serve. Press Club will hold a meeting next week, the time and place to be arranged and announced soon. The editors and business managers of all the publications will be present to explain the vacancies in their depart- ments and receive Volunteers. Success HE HAS ACHIEVED SUCCESS—~ Who has lived well, laughed often, and loved muCh. Who has gained the respect of intelligent men, and the love of little children. Who has filled his niche and accomplished his task. Who has left the world better than he found it—whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul. Who has never lacked appreciation of earth’s beauty—- nor failed to express it. Who has always looked for the best in others—and given the best he had. 'Whose life was an inspiration and whose memory a bene— diction. —Author Unknown. “Remember," he said, as we parted at the corner, “there’s a way laid out fer you. In God's time it will lend to every good thing you desire. Don’t try t’ pass any milestun ’l'or ye’ve come to it. Don‘t mope. Keep yer head cool with philosophy, yer feet warm with travel, an’ don’t worry ’bout yer heart; it won‘t turn 13’ stun if yo do keep it awhile. Allus hev enough of it about ye t’ do business with. Goodby!” -»—“Eben Holden." fittfllfi it. Wlfilhffi By JOEL M. JACOBSGN, ’29 "The Story of Everest," by Captain John Noel “There are many people who look upon mountaineering adventures and activities as a preposterous waste of human energy, involving unnecessary risks to life and limb. They are enu titled to their opinion and may he left to lead their comfortable lives and to die in a bed. The fact re- mains that there are other men who feel an urge to the high places, men whose spiritual natures are drawn to them, irresistably, and who there gain the spiritual sustenance their souls crave.” The Story of Everest is of these men. It is a story of mystery and excitement, of an ancient people con— fronted with upstart Westerners eag- er to conquer their magic mountain. Perhaps the tale of struggle and hardship that Captain John Noel tells is a history of useless human endeavor. For all that it is still a thrilling one. The highest mountain on the earth, 29,000 feet above sea level, the real top of the world—mo wonder over fifteen men gave their lives in useless attempts to reach its summit. It is so high that the air becomes too thin to support life and oxygen tanks must be used. Such was the courage of these men, how- ever, and such was the strength of their desire to reach the top that, when the oxygen failed, two men climbed to 400 feet of the top un- aided by artificial means. Then came the culminating tragedy of the next attempt, the death of Mallory and Irvine who disappeared in the clouds 300 feet from the crest of the moun- tain and have never been found. Captain Noel was the official pho- tographer with all the expeditions. He knows the men who made the dar- ing climbs, he knows the country and its people, and he knows Everest. He illustrates his narrative thi-oughout with personal touches, intimate views of all three elements in his history. 3.’ The adventurous, carefree men who did the work were his- personal friends, 0f Mallory, the leader of the last expedition, whose death is still clouded in mystery, the author says, “He was always young at heart and fond of a game. In America after his sensational climbs of 1922, a «photographer caught him climbing a fire escape at a New York skyscrapn er hotel, but not in the manner the builders intended. He was going up underneath the steps, hand over hand, sometimes upside down." Tibet is an ancient country. It has hundreds of gods and goddesses, good and evil, whom the natives wor- ship devoutly. One of them is Ev~ crest, the holy mountain. Numerous pilgrims come for long distances to the monastery at its base in order to gain merit in the eyes of the god. “These devout and simple people travel sometimes two thousand miles, from China and Mongolia, and cover every inch of the way by measuring their length on the ground. They prostrate themselves on their faces,’ marking the soil with their fingers a little beyond their heads, arise and bring their toes to the mar]: they have made and fall again, stretched full length on the ground, their arms extended, muttering an already mil- lion—‘times~repeated prayer." Captain Neal’s word pictures of the people and the mountain are sur-r passed only by his photographs which are spread profusely throughout the book. They show nature at its grand~ est, vast heights of ice covered rock with the Tibetan monasteries perched precariously at the. top. They show intimate pictures of these peculiar people who say hello by sticking out their tongues. interesting pictures, too, of the men who made the climb. Whether or not the climbing of Mount Everest is a useless feat, whatever we think about the men who climbed it, the fact remains that the story is more interesting and thrilling than the best of novels. This is a book well worth reading. (Ed. Note: This column is open to opinions of any students who care to write a signed letter. No anonymous mail will be .honored, Articles may be on any topic. but should be limited in length to 250 words.) SOME MORE ”VAUDEVELLE“ Letterbox: The annual classic is now over. To express a remark heard on the Cam- pus following one of the class elec- tions, “It would do justice to Tam— many Hall.” It was my privilege to have been in éontact recently with a few of the universities and colleges in the Mis- souri Valley. One of these in pan ticular had a method of conducting its elections which was not only very popular but also most successful in achieving the aims of the election. This type of election, with the neces- sary slight modification to meet the needs of the individual school, has met with success in most all of them. The success and the popularity of this type of election where it has been tried speaks well for its value. The essential features of the sys~ tem are briefly this: Each candidate is nominated by a petition signed by fifty students. These petitions for nomination must be in the hands of a faculty adviser at least two weeks before the date of the election. The-n all the candidates for the various offices are placed on a ballot of the Australian form. Immediately after the time limit for petitions, regular election campaigning begins. For ex- ample, the candidate for president announces publicly what his platform is, and outlines his plans for carrying on the class business for the coming year in a successful manner. On the day before the election, an assembly Would be held, at which time the can- didates would be given an opportun— ity to make a five—minute stump speech. Handbiils and would be distributed by organiza— tions who were advocating the elec~ tion of certain candidates. It was perfectly great “stuff.” At the elec— tion proper, a complete list of all men eligible to vote is made, and kept at a central polling place, where each man would mark his ballot and be checked off the list.‘ ~—l. KATZ, ’30. Letterbox: I heartily agree with “One of Them” in his attitude towards the Physics Laboratory work. Over the past week-aid I spent nearly six hours in preparing a preliminary, cal— culating results for a final and doing the required work in “Precision of Measurements. I find on consulting other students that they have difficulties similar to my own and, in consequence, doubt very much if that amount of work can he performed in two hours by the “average student.” if we must put in that much time I think that we at least should get credit for it in semester hours under the present sys“ tem. wG. E. M. To the Editor: Here’s a good motto for your Let- ter‘lSoX. it was clipped from the “Chicago Normalite,” which uses it for its “student opinion” column. The motto is credited by them to James Bruce, though Whoever he is I don’t know: “Put old institutions to the test of reason, question ’mil- dcwsd conventions, suggest re- visions in the official regulations and curriculum, and avoid pessi~ mism 811d dry-as—dust plati- tildes.” W'ould we be guilty of a plagiar- ism if we adopted it for our use“? ml). 8. R. circulars . ~ V” .3: “wild Ethiidllllfihw fileavo to “The Slipttich”; lav. , the Elapstick Hy where it." may». ' +9 A dance /’ A data Perchanca Out lata A classa A quizza. No passe. Gee whine! a: “Ray. _ Professor Krathwohl has very kindly announced the he will gladly call up your best gal and tell he): that your calo. is suffering from her raids; upon your precious time. Don’t rush, boys! ‘ 3F 5‘ as Many years ago there lived an irishman who owned a goat, and another Irishman who, as a tax assessor, tax the goat at the sum of four dollars. L The owner of the goat took the tax assessor to task in vigorous fashion: “What do you mean, taxing; my; family pet at four dollars?” . . “That is strictly according to the rules in such cases made and provided,” responded the assessor. i” “Show me!” demanded the indignant owner. The assessor thereupon read the rule to the bewildered owner: “All property abutting and abounding on the public street shall be taxed at the rate of two dollars per,“ front foot.” :3: >.k ii: I hate classes. All of them are pests and None of them are good. They start with eight o’cloclcs, (General Sherman never went to An eight o’clock) Which, God knows are bad enough, What with getting out of a warm bed and all. And they get worse through the day. Lord deliver us from all eleven O’clocks. You know the type. “Snore, snore, five functions of “Snore, snore, please, Mr. Blah, “Snore.” And so on, far into the hour. But the gilt-edged lily goes to The afternon session, Darned if it don’t. Afternoon classes are of questionable Parentage anyhow; they weren’t Deceutly born or they would have Been on the morning schedule. And you sit through them, with Your eyes glazed, and your mind 0n anything, positively engulfing But the lesson, so that if you’ve Read it sixteen separate and distinct Times, you’d rather mumble “unprepared” Than break your sleep with a recitation. Cuts? My God, a guy ought to get a degree For having sense enough to stay away From classes. ——-“The Bachelor,” Wabash College. - ’I‘ =5 3‘; Professor Scherger: “How about these unexcused absences?” Studs: “Stop me if you’ve heard this one. You see ” as xi a An optomist is 5. student who crawls lingeringiy from his bed these chilly mornings, sayin. “Well, old bed, i’ll be back in you in nineteen hours!” The pessimist thinks: “Gosh, just been in six hours!“ ‘ $ ‘ 3 For JGHK‘F)’ Sahel JOHNbarman J GEN gamble russelIJOHNson JOHNhommes J OHNedstran d JOHNtarman Kl: 3% air —The Staff. I went to the Radio Show. Furniture salesmen stood in the booths demonstrating the ’irtnes of their set . . . this cabinet. would match your furniture . . . press this button and a secret panel discloses a bottle. and glasses ' . . . hand carved . . . a real outfit . . . what elects: . . . I don't know; as}; that chap, perhaps . . . a my?! need in your living room . . . Hardwfsced, painted blondes handing; out literature, relieved at interx “s by stout men smoking: big cigars . . . ice—cold lemonade . . . get it while its fresh. But at 3st i found ism-as: exhibit of radio. 32‘ $ NF You tell 'em, graduate—you've senior days. a: is :F F‘eople have been asking us whether Smith would make a good president. In reply to all of them. remember: them to make a coughdrop. it took em» hf f)»