The Bugler from Russell, Kansas • 9

THE BUGLER 23 I ear trouble. She has gone to California but intends to resume her work after Christmas. This is the month that the county schools open. We are glad to see so many of our graduates occupying worthy places and to hear of their splendid record and success. With this issue this department starts out with a new heading.

Do you like it? For our part, we are tired of gazing upon a hand-holding scene and we welcome the new drawing. George McKown, '08, sends good wishes to the school. He grieves because his old schoolmates can not be present to help enjoy the foot ball games. George hasn't a selfish streak in him. Mrs.

Dora Hulet-Morrison, '03, has changed her residence from Gooding to Thornton, Idaho. Franc Banker, '09, is delighted with K. U. and declares it is the "fussiest little college that is." Miss Myrtle Frossard, '03, is teaching at Bunker Hill this year. She is pleased with her work in a graded school.

Miss Grace Wolcott, '95, is principal of the High School at Marysville, Missouri. She is in one of the most progressive High Schools in the state. Oscar Maag, '09, writes from Lawrence of many wonderful times in which he has taken a part. The only lament is, "the teachers work us so hard." Nettie Allen, '95, is a teacher of Music in Galesburg, Illinois. Her visit here this summer was the first she paid Russell friends since her graduation day.

The Yerger girls, '08, send greetings from Washburn. Florence says she is "strong for the girls' boarding hall but the regulations are so childish for Sophs." The officers chosen at the Alumni business meeting last spring are as follows: President Pearl Comer, Vice President Edith Vogelgesang, Secretary Mrs. Frank Jack, Treasurer Meredith Robbins. Mary Gernon, '94, who has been teaching the last few years in the Topeka High School, has been given a leave of absence on account of "I don't want my hair brushed over my forehead any longer," declared four-year-old Harold. "I want a crack in it like father's." The small boy was an imperialist, and his father had pronounced views on the question of alien immigration, so this piece of news found immediate acceptation: "The population of China," announced the school teacher, impressively, "is so vast that two Chinamen die at every breath we take." Shortly afterward, he was observed to be turning purple in the face and puffing like an overburdened steam engine.

"What's the matter? What are you doing?" asked the instructor, anxiously. "Killin' China men," grunted the patriot..