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Happy New Year! Better late than on 

It’s relieving to have such a large choice 
of weeks. But the safest expedient is to 
take a little of each. Even the horribly ef- 
fective settling-down process administered 
by the faculty since vacation has failed to 
erase the mental vacations. Aside from the 
fact that at college the Santa Claus legend 
takes on a feminist aspect, the fervor of 
youth remains undiminished. 

If there was a tendency to forget just 
exactly what University it was from which 
you were enjoying a vacation, the promi- 
nence of Notre Dame in the headlines was 
a saving circumstance. Much publicity, 
aside from the ordinary interest in a post- 
season intersectional game, arose from the 
fact that it was the last hope for the sea- 
son’s consistent pessimists. The outcome of 
the game is reported to have brought about 
many unexpected conversions. If the “paths 
of glory lead but to the grave” there ought 
to be a lot of smiling undertakers in South 
Bend. However, the team seems to have 
escaped with a few minor injuries. Alex- 
ander Rockne may now sit down and weep. 

While Notre Dame’s athletic prowess was 
being indelibly stamped upon a few reluc- 
tant native sons and a coach who should 
have known better, her versatile accomplish- 
ments were being demonstrated upon the 
basketball courts of several opponents, and 
upon the highly polished floors of the scat- 
tered metropolises. A successful Holiday 
schedule of basketball against Northwestern 
and Mercer was followed by an off-night at 
Butler and a stiff but losing fight against 
the rapid Franklin five. Holiday dances 
were reported in all parts of the country — 

New York, Chicago, and ending with the 
Pacific Pow-Wow in South Bend on January 
5. It is a safe estimate that at least two 
thousand publicity men for the school were 
scattered about the United States during 
this period, extolling and explaining the 
merits of the University. 

Classes resumed January 6 with all the 
intensity and smoothness of never having* 
stopped. The short space of time between 
this date and the end of the second semester 
seemed to have inspired at least the faculty 
with renewed vigor and determination. The 
result is that at the end of one week, some 
of the students are writing home asking* 
when it was they were there last. Much, 
snow, much cold weather, and much work, 
have assisted the faculty in subduing the 
turbulence which always clings after a vaca- 
tion. The films of the Stanford game drew 
a heavy migration to the Palace, but the 
Pathe cameraman must have been a Stan- 
ford alumnus, or perhaps the Notre Dame 
team is too fast for the moving* pictures. 

Activities have begun under the spur of 
new resolutions and speeding time. The 
Scribblers’ Poetry Contest which was closed 
before the Holidays ended in another vic- 
tory for Harry A. McGuire. Coupled with 
his victory in the “Columbia” national 
poetry contest, a high ranking in the in- 
tercollegiate play-writing contest, and the 
winning of the Breen Medal this has been 
a fairly successful season for Mr. McGuire. 

A most searching study of the book “How 
to Write Short Stories” by Ring Lardner, 
has given no inkling as to how to write the 
Week. Unless some other genius composes 
a method soon, we shall have to get busy — 
but only as a last resort. 



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Christ in the Morn 

By Harry A. McGuire 

(Winner of first prize, “Columbia" Poetry Contest) 
I know not why my unbelieving steps 
Should seek the morning on this Christian way. 
And scuff the tarrying heels of night 
As they lingeringly flee the day. 

But my soul is tired. . . tired. . . 

And my eyes are dry of tears. 

And 1 know that if there be a Christ 

I will see Him 

In his corridor of years. 

So, in the purple dusk-light, 

As the stars retreat, 

Open in eye and blind in mind, 

Devils before me and angels behind, 

Wearied of toiling, I find a tomb 
On the hilltop, and rest my feet. 

So comes the light, like an infant’s cry, 

Faint and unheard in the far-off sky, 

Tuned to a melody loiv and still, 

Born in the grasses upon a hill. 

So come the eyes of the burning sun, 

Sleepily seeing the night undone, 

And all the while, on the eastern wolds, 

I watch rubescent day throw off its folds, 
Gather the night’s discarded veils of mist. 

That glow with the tints of amethyst, 

Binding them loose in trailing clouds, 

Building light from the stuff of shrouds. 

Btit would I know the face of Christ 
If it were there ? 

Could I stand testimony 
On the color of His hair? 

Can I be knoiving that the pallor which I see 
Was born of His hot anguish 
In Gethsemane? 

What if the scarlet of this dawning day 
Be dripping from the wounded moon. 

Be not the blood with which His broiu 
TFos strewn? 

But see — the eastern field gives up its burden, 
And an edge of sun is born. 

God! It is Christ . . . 

For in the breast of morn 
I see a breathing crimson heart, 

Where the flesh is bared 
And torn. 



Harry A. McGuire 


Competing against several thousands of 
writers scattered all over the United States 
and Canada, Harry A. Mc- 
Guire, ’25, of The Scholastic 
staff, has just won first prize 
in the national poetry contest 
inaugurated last Fall by “Co- 
lumbia,” the official organ of 
the Knights of Columbus. The 
announcement of the Notre 
Dame man’s carrying off the 
coveted honor appears in the 
January issue of “Columbia,” along with 
the full text of the winning poem, “Christ in 
the Morn.” The prize was fifty dollars. 

So great was the interest aroused by the 
“Columbia” contest, and so many the manu- 
scripts submitted, that the date for the final 
decision, originally set for December last, 
had to be postponed. When the name of 
the winner was published and the award 
announced to the million readers of the K. 
C. magazine, the securing of the prize by a 
college man, in competition with large num- 
bers of practised professional writers, cre- 
ated a small sensation in literary circles. 
None was more surprised than the winner 
himself. As the contest progressed and 
grew to unexpected dimensions, he had quite 
given up expectation of taking even a sec- 
ondary place. Mr. McGuire’s fine poem, 
which The Scholastic reprints herewith 
with the permission of “Columbia” and the 
author, reveals the fact that the judges not 
only made a well considered award, but 
their decision has really given to Ameircan 
religious literature a new poem of great 
beauty and power. Incidentally, we might 
add that this award bears out in a marked 
degree the opinion expressed in these col- 
umns some weeks ago by Professor Charles 
Phillips, that Notre Dame has poets of the 
first order. 

Plans for the establishment of a Sociological 
Seminar have been completed by Prof. MacGregor, 
sociology instructor, and the first seminar will be 
held next Thursday evening at 7 o’clock in Science 
Hall. All those who are interested in sociological 
problems are welcome to attend. 


Some months ago an all-American inter- 
collegiate drama contest was instituted by a 
New York firm of theatrical producers, 
Milton Hocky and Howard J. Green, in con- 
junction with the well known vaudeville 
magnate, Keith, proprietor of the Keith and 
Orpheum circuits. The prize offered for the 
best play submitted was a metropolitan pro- 
duction, a purse of $250.00, and a $50.00 
royalty for every performance given on the 
professional stage. The award has just been 
announced, and while the prize goes to a 
University of Illinois man, David F. Lafuze, 
it is with pride that The Scholastic makes 
note of the fact that a Notre Dame man, 
Harry A. McGuire, ’25, came in second with 
special mention for his play “The Old Man.” 

Among the judges in the contest were 
such well known theatre men as Edgar Al- 
lan Woolf, the playwright, and John Pollock, 
play-reader for the Keith-Orpheum Circuit. 
With more than one thousand manuscripts 
submitted and over one hundred and twenty- 
five universities represented in the competi- 
tion, the honor won by Mr. McGuire of 
Notre Dame is by no means an inconsider- 
able one. In fact, so strong an impression 
has his play made that a prominent New 
York publishing house has already interest- 
ed itself in the possibility of securing rights 
for its publication in book form. 

The intercollegiate play contest was or- 
ganized for the purpose of discovering and 
stimulating dramatical talent among Amer- 
ican university men, the producers having 
in mind a definite hope of raising the stand- 
ard of the one act play as known on the 
American stage. In many of the competing 
universities regular courses are given in 
dramatic technique and construction. Hon- 
ors carried off by a Notre Dame man with- 
out any special training along this line 
make the distinction won by him all the 
more noteworthy, and reflect particular 
credit on the Scribblers’ Club, which has 
done a great deal during the past year to 
foster interest among Notre Dame students 
in the dramatic art. 



S. A. C. Notes 

The first S. A. C. meeting in 1925 took 
place in the Library Tuesday night at 7 :30. 
There were five absentees: Mark Mooney, 
Joe Bach, Jack Scallan, John Reidy, and 
Tom Green. 

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Various methods of staging a congratu- 
latory celebration in honor of the team were 
discussed. One member suggested a barbe- 
cue to be preceeded and followed by a diver- 
sified program of speechmaking and festivi- 
ties. After some consideration that idea 
was thought inadvisable. 

At length the plan of holding the celebra- 
tion on the night of Friday, January 23, 
was adopted. The indoor track meet with 
the I. A. C. will follow immediately the 
other program. The plans for the meeting- 
are to be formulated and executed by a com- 
mittee consisting of Paul Kohout, chairman, 
John Purcell, Paul Rahe, Ralph Heger and 
William Daity. 

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The faculty Dance Committee announces 
that, effective for the present year only. 
Seniors and Juniors, in addition to Sopho- 
mores are to be allowed to attend the Soph- 
omore Cotillion and that Seniors, in addition 
to Juniors may attend the Prom. It is un- 
derstood of course that members of the class 
responsible for the dance are to be given 
the opportunity to buy their tickets before 
any other students. 


That some kind of memorial, commemo- 
rating the national football champions of 
1924, should be erected on the campus, 
seems to be a rather prevalent opinion. Be- 
fore going into the matter any further how- 
ever, the S. A. C. wishes to have same 
definite and general expression of student 
thought on the subject. 

First ought there be such a memorial? If 

so where ought it be placed, and what form 
ought it take? What is the best manner of 
financing it? 

Please embody these points and any oth- 
ers you may think worthy in a letter ad- 
dressed to John Tuohy, Secretary of the S. 
A. C. He lives in Walsh Hall. 


Friends .of Harry Denny, Notre Dame 
alumnus practicing law in South Bend, 
learned with sorrow of the death of his 
mother last Tuesday, at Bridgeport, Con- 
necticut. Notre Dame men are asked to re- 
member her in their prayers. 


The committees for the Sophomore Cotil- 
lion which will be held the evening of Feb- 
ruary 6, were announced during the past 
week by Thomas Green, President of the 
Sophomore Class. The committees follow: 

ARRANGEMENTS — Daniel Cunningham, chair- 
man, Joseph O’Donnell, Lawi-ence Henessy, Vincent 
Ball and Jack Flynn. 

TICKET SALES — Charles McDermott, chairman, 
Robei’t Shields, Arthur Hohman, Edward O’Brien, 
Michael McDermott, William Kavanaugh, Richard 
Lloyd, Jack Hichok anl Horace Spill er. 

MUSIC — William Daily, chairman, John Butler, 
Frank Pender and James Cowles. 

PROGRAMS— Charles Riley, chairman, Ed Ryan 
and Raymond Murnane. 

PUBLICITY — George J. Schill, chairman, James 
Jones, Robert Stephan and Willard Thomas. 

FLOOR — Howard DeVault, chairman, Carl Voeg- 
le, Joseph Hogan, Joseph Maxwell, Tobias Gish, 
Patrick Canny and Richard Smith. 

The Patrons and Patronesses for the af- 
fair are: 

Mr. and Mrs. K. K. Rockne, Mr. and Mrs. David 
Weir, Mr. and Mrs. Jose Corona, Mr. and Mrs. 
Hayward, Mr. Paul Fenelon and Mr. Vincent 

The officers of the Sophomore class are : 

Thomas F. Green, President ; Vincent A. Mc- 
Nally, Vice-President; Joseph F. Benda, Secretary; 
John V. McNamara, Treasurer. 

The exceptionally rapid sale of tickets, 
which are limited, makes it imperative for 
all Sophomores to make reservations im- 




The Glee Club will make its first public 
appearance outside South Bend, January 26, 
in Hammond, Indiana, under the auspices of 
the Knights of Columbus. The proceeds of 
the affair will be given to the Notre Dame 
Endowment Fund. 

“Tim” Galvin, ’17, has made arrange- 
ments for the concert. A banquet will be 
given to the Club upon its arrival in Ham- 


The Glee Club will leave on its first week- 
trip, January 31, for a tour of Michigan 
and Wisconsin. The schedule of concerts 
arranged for the Club by Victor Lemmer, 
the manager, is as follows: 

Grand Rapids, Mich January 31 

Saginaw, Mich February 1 

Traverse City, Mich ....February 2 

Eccanaba, Mich February 3 and 4 

Neenah, Wis February 5 

Fond du Lac, Wis February 6 

The concerts in Grand Rapids, Traverse 
City, and Neenah, will be under the auspices 
of the Knights of Columbus ; the concert in 
Escanaba under the patronage of the Holy 
Name Society; and that in Saginaw has 
been arranged through the Rev. Albert 

The Neenah concert has been made pos- 
sible through the efforts of Mr. F. E. Sen- 
senbrenner of the Kimberly-Clark Paper 
Company. The uncle of Mr. Sensenbrenner, 
Mr. F. J. Sensenbrenner, who is a trustee 
of Marquette University, has recently been 
named a Commander in the Order of St. 
Gregory by His Holiness, Pope Pius XI. 
This is one of the greatest honors conferred 
by the Pope and has been received by few 
men in this country. 

The Club will be directed on the tour by 
Dr. Browne and by Mr. Joseph Casasanta, 
the assistant director. 

The journalist and writer is responsible to his 
school publication in the same way that an athlete 
owes allegiance to his team. Many of Notre Dame's 
writers are disregarding this responsibility. 


The Scribblers’ second annual poetiy con- 
test was won by Harry A. McGuire with his 
poem “Sing, My Poet.” Mr. McGuire only 
recently won the “Columbia” poetry contest. 
He is president of the Scribblers. 

Edward Lyons, with his “Simon of Cy- 
rene” was a close second, with another of 
Mr. McGuire’s poems giving a strong bid for 
first, “Exaction.” Four other poems received 
choices; they follow in the order of points 
scored: “When Men Are Gone,” Harry A. 
McGuire; “Credo,” Francis Collins Miller; 
“Every Sunday Afternoon,” John Purcell; 
and “Notre Dame,” John O’Neill. 

The judges of the contest were Mrs. Lil- 
lian White Spencer, Mr. T. A. Daly, Mr. 
Charles Philips, Mr. George N. Shuster, and 
Father Charles O’Donnell. Father O’Don- 
nell is honorary president of The Scribblers. 


A unique football atmosphere prevailed the even- 
ing when the Toledo Notre Dame club gave its 
annual formal “Varsity Ball” in honor of its 
National Championship football team which de- 
feated Stanford University on the Pacific coast on 
New Years day. 

The hall was cleverly decorated in the Crimson 
and White colors of Stanford and the Blue and Gold 
of Notre Dame, and pennants of Lombard, Wabash, 
Wisconsin, Northwestern, Carnegie Tech, and Stan- 
ford, representing the 1924 grid opponents, were ar- 
tistically placed around the ball room. A leather pro- 
gram in the shape of a football was presented to 
the dancers as a favor, and each dance was named 
after one of the university games which the famous; 
“Four Horsemen” played this past season. Huge, 
goal-posts, interwoven with the colors of Stanford: 
and Notre Dame, stood at opposite ends of the hall. 

Harry Denny’s Collegians of Notre Dame uni- 
versity, who have been making a playing tour for- 
the other Notre Dame city clubs during the holidays; 
through Cleveland, Sandusky, Fort Wayne, Indian- 
apolis, and Chicago, contributed to the zest of the- 
football atmosphere with their college football songs; 
and parodies. 

The proceeds of this dance are being placed in 
a fund to provide for scholarships to the University 
of Notre Dame for those Toledo high school gradu- 
uates who qualify. 

Mr. and Mrs. S. O. Richardson Jr., Mr. and Mrs. 
J. J. Cooney, Mr. and Mrs. Louis P. Malone, and 
Mr. and Mrs. J. P. Hurley were the chaperones. 




That Football Trip 

With all the members of the Fighting 
Irish, except Jimmy Crowley and Coach 
Rockne, back to the routine of classes there 
comes the story of their triumphal tour. 
“Now that it can be told/' here are some of 
the details. 

The thirty-three players, Rockne, Man- 
ager Sutliffe, and Father O’Hara, left a de- 
serted campus on Saturday, December 20, 
for Chicago. That same evening they took 
the Illinois Central Pullmans for New Or- 
leans. Sunday morning they attended Mass 
in Memphis and then continued their jour- 
ney. The festivities started in New Or- 
leans on Monday. The team stopped at the 
Roosevelt Hotel. 

New Orleans was a continuous round of 
banquets and receptions, although both were 
somewhat limited after Mr. Rockne sur- 
veyed the situation. A yJcht trip on the 
Mississippi as the guests of Mr. B. S. D’An- 
toni and Mr. C. A. Sporl gave the Kodak 
•carriers plenty of opportunities. Lunch at 
Holy Cross College. Practice at Loyola 
Stadium. A tea-dance, disguised as a recep- 
tion, given by the Y. W. 0. L. (Young 
Ladies - something - or - other) , threatened 
training-rules for a time on Monday after- 
noon. Then a banquet by Notre Dame and 
Holy Cross Alumni, a box party at the Or- 
pheum Theatre, and the gridders were sent 
to bed. 

Following a morning practice the team 
left Tuesday noon on the Sunset Limited for 
Houston. Wednesday in Houston was spent 
banqueting and practicing. The next day 
was Christmas and Notre Dame celebrated 
with a turkey dinner for itself at the Rice 
Hotel. Rockne played Santa Claus and gave 
teach of the players some significant toy so 

that the trip might not be dull. The exact 
nature of each gift may be determined only 
in secret conference with the recipients. At 
10 :45 that night the Irish left for Tucsno. 

Tucson has to date received the highest 
number of votes in the trip-cities popularity 
contest. Here the team basked in the warm 
sun and tramped the country-side for four 
days. The original plans called for a two- 
day stop in El Paso, but (probably because 
of the nearness of Juarez, Mexico, we are 
informed) no stop was made there. In Tuc- 
son was found the best weather for prac- 
tice. The boys were entertained for a time 
at the home of Harold Bell Wright, the w. k. 
novelist. Here the Indian mission, San 
Xavier, was visited and Mass celebrated. It 
was in Tucson that John Roach climbed to 
fame via a cactus, tree, establishing a record 
in those parts. Feeling the need of proper 
atmosphere he also acquired a complete cow- 
boy outfit, to the great joy of his team- 
mates. Here Wilbur Eaton learned that it 
is not the safest thing in the world to ear- 
ly a handkerchief in the hip pocket in Mex- 
ico. (It was at this point that some-one re- 
marked that Manager Sutliffe was the only 
one not bound by training rules, i. e., early 
retiring.) And at Tucson, as everywhere 
along the way, the train pulled out leaving 
a waving group of feminimity on the plat- 

Early Wednesday morning the train 
reached Los Angeles. Here teh photograph- 
ers again got busy while the team was pre- 
sented with a amssive silver football by the 
Ancient Order of Hibernians of Los An- 
geles. Thence the group went to the Mary- 
land Hotel at Pasadena to install themselves 
in the luxurious bungalows connected with 

TRANSCONTINENTAL- Columbus Dispatch 

the hotel. It appreared to be propaganda The day of the game the team appeared 
for fraternity houses at Notre Dame. An to be feeling tit, although all the players had 
auto ride about town, practice in the Rose lost from six to eight pounds in weight dur- 
Bowl after the sun had set, occupied the re- ing the trip. The actual story of the game 
mainder of the day. New Year’s Eve was you know. It was a clean game. The story 
celebrated by retirement to the frat houses of the second half was one of climate and 
at 8:30. trip entirely. 



New Year’s night most of the team, 
though training was over, retired early in 
the evening. A dance of negligible attrac- 
tiveness was held in the lobby of the Mary- 
land. Friday, however, proved to be one of 
the most interesting days of the trip proper. 
It was an all day tour of the movie studios 
in Hollywood. Here photos were taken of 
Rockne shaking hands with Rudolph Valen- 
tino. Harry Stuhldreher with hsi crutches, 
and the rest of the squad were snapped with 
such personages as Douglas MacLean (who 
conducted the party) , Ann Cornwall, Jacqu- 
line Logan, Nita Naldi, Doug and Maiy, 
Colleen Moore, and a host of other screen- 
ities. That night there was a dinner-dance 
at the Biltmore Hotel given by the N. D. 
Alumni, under the direction of Leo Ward, 
A1 Scott, and other alumni. 

Saturday morning the tour left for San 
Franciso, leaving behind it a score of news- 
paper rumors that the team would play U. 
S. C. and California before leaving the 
coast. Arriving in Frisco the boys met 
with a dinner-dance given by the Knights of 
Columbus, under the direction of Joseph L. 
Sweeney. On Sunday there was a journey 
out to Senator Phelan’s home for a dance 
.and a buffet-lunch, accompanied by the win- 

some lasses of the night before. That night 
the team saw “Mitzi” at a box party. 

On Monday morning the return trip be- 
gan. From Frisco the squad went to Ogden, 
thence to Salt Lake City, where there was 
a banquet by the Alumni and the K. of C. 
Here the Mormon Tabernacle was visited 
and its wonder organ heard. Next Denver, 
and another , banquet and a dance till train 

The next stop was at Lincoln, Nebraska. 
It resolved itself into a surprise party for 
Notre Dame, for the University of Nebraska 
gave a good-will banquet to “renew the 
friendship between the two schools.” Grid- 
iron enemies sat side by side and exchanged 
remarks about the olives and celery. Coach 
Dawson was in charge of the conciliations. 
This was the last stop. Then Chicago and 
the band broke up — some hurrying back to 
the studios, some hurrying to a musical 

It was in Chicago that the last news- 
paper picture was taken and thirty-three 
victims of the “look-pleasant-please” men 
gave a sigh of relief. 

And here we are — with the exams less 
than two weeks away. 




A brilliant social event of the Holidays 
was the formal dance given by the NEW 
JERSEY CLUB at the Newark Athletic 
Club on December BOth. Over 125 couples 
attended the affair. Music was furnished 
by Bennie Krueger’s famous Brunswick or- 
chestra. The hall was beautifully decorated 
with Notre Dame banners, pennants, and a 
large electric N. D. Among the prominent 
alumni who were present was Hon. Hugh A. 
O’Donnell of New York, president of the 
National Alumni Association. 


The METROPOLITAN CLUB held a suc- 
cessful Christmas dance, December 29, at 
the Hotel Astor, New York City. Will Hol- 
lander’s Ambassador Hotel Orchestra fur- 
nished the music. 

Among the patrons for the dance were: 
the Rt. Rev. Bishop John J. Dunn, Hon. Al- 
fred E. Smith, Hon. John F. Hylan, Hugh 
A. O’Donnell, ’94, John T. Balfe, ’20, Pro- 
fessor George N. Shuster, Professor James 
E. McCarthy, Hon. Edward A. Byrne, An- 
gus D. McDonald, ’IB, William E. Cotter, 
13, Peter P. McElligott, ’02, Charles A. 
Gorman, ’03, George L. Donnellan, Richard 
T. Burke, T. Albeus Adams, James J. Reid 
and E. F. Cunningham. 


With classes only an evening away the 
PACIFIC COAST CLUB members and their 
friends met to forget the fact in their 
Christmas Pow-Wow. The College Inn was 
comfortably crowded, the affair being for- 
mal. Gold stamped monograms on blue 
leather formed the covers of the programs. 
Bert Dunne was chairman of the Pow-Wow 
committee. Perc Connelly’s Big Five fur- 
nished the music. 

The AKRON CLUB of Notre Dame gave 
a very successful holiday informal dance in 
the St. Vincent’s auditorium on the Twenty- 

ninth of December. Approximately one 
hundred couples attended. The hall was ap- 
propriately decorated for this occasion, in 
colors of blue and gold. F. J. Swartz was 
general chairman in charge of the dance. 
The club intends to repeat with a similar 
dance during the Easter holidays. 


Approximately fifty students and alumni 
of Notre Dame attended a banquet sponsor- 
ed by the NOTRE DAME CLUB of Kansas 
City at the Kansas City Athletic Club the 
evening of December 27. 

Dr. D. M. Nigro president, Mr. Conrad 
H. Mann, and Mr. Henry Burdick were the 
principle speakers of the evening. Plans 
were discussed for a dinner dance to be 
given by the club during the Easter vaca- 
tion, and arrangements were also made by 
which the Christmas banquet will be made 
an annual event. 

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ception and Ball in honor of Notre Dame’s 
National Champions, Friday night at the 
new K. of C. ballroom. Patrons and patron- 
esses included many prominent citizens of 
South Bend. The entire squad attended as 
guests of the club. A full account of the 
affair will be included in the next issue of 
The Scholastic. 


The December number of the Notre Dame 
Alumnus came off the press shortly before 
the beginning of the Christmas holidays. A 
complete account of Fall athletic events, an 
article by Coach Rockne, thanking the 
alumni who presented an automobile to him 
at Homecoming, and various interesting ar- 
ticles by prominent alumni, feature this De- 
cember number. 

The Alumnus, which is edited by Mr. AJ. 
Ryan, Notre Dame Graduate Manager, is 
listed’ high among the best alumni publica- 
tions of the country. 



The Boy Guidance Department 

Members of the Boy Guidance course, 
twenty-five strong - , were the guests of Broth- 
er Barnabas, F. S. C., at a Christmas ban- 
quet, in the nature of a holiday farewell, at 
Clark’s banquet hall, Thursday evening, De- 
cember 11. 

After doing justice to a turkey dinner, 
entertainment was provided by the class. 
Each member was given an opportunity to 
display his vocal talent by singing the col- 
lege song of his alma mater. . Eugene Mc- 
Veigh, formerly of Rensselaer Tech, won the 
plaudits of the gathering with several well 
rendered selections. 

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“That’s One On Bill,” a three act comedy, 
played by the younger members of St. 
Joseph’s Parish, coached by Hogan Morris- 
sey, scored a direct hit in its initial per- 
formances at the parish hall last week. Mr. 
Morrissey is well known on the campus for 
his vocal talent. Louis A. Cunningham as- 
sisted in the direction of the play. 

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Plans are under way for the formation of 
South. Bend’s first Boy’s Club at the Oliver 
playground. Jim Egan and Danny Culhane 
will supervise the club’s activities. 

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The ‘Doyologists” since their return after 
the holidays, are losing no time in chasing 
the puck. Jim Egan, Notre Dame, ’24, to- 
gether with McNeil, • Cantwey, Burchell, Mc- 
Gowan and Cook form the nucleus of the 
hockey squad, all but the first named being 
Canadians, and adept at the winter sport 
so popular across the border. 


During the holiday, Joseph D. Becker ad- 
dressed the Rotary and Lions? Clubs of Jack- 
sonville, Illinois. His topic was, “Boy 
Guidance As a Profession.” He also spoke 

on the same subject at the Nurses Training- 
School of Our Saviour’s Hospital. 


Eugene McVeigh on January 4 was the 
guest of State Deputy William A. Lenard 
of New Jersey, at the formal opening of the 
new Knights of Columbus home in Long 
Branch. He was among those dt the speak- 
ers table and told the assemblage of the 
work being done in the Boy Guidance course 
at Notre Dame. 

Mr. McVeigh also had the pleasure of in- 
specting the giant dirigible “Shanendoah,” 
while the guest of one of the officers at the 
Lakehurst Field. 

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A1 Kirk returned to school full of new 
ideas as to just how a boys’ club should be 
run. A1 visited the Boys’ Club of Dubuque, 
Iowa, while home for his Christmas vaca- 

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Mi-. Lacey, president of the “Clubbers,” a 
new organization recently formed amongst 
the “Boyologists,” has issued a letter of 
thanks to those responsible for the banquets 
tendered the club during the holidays. 

N D S 

Members of the class have learned with 
regret that Urban Hughes was unable to re- 
turn to the university after the holidays be- 
cause of illness. 


Tom Murphy put in a busy time during 
the vacation. Aside from appearing fre- 
quently on the basketball courts, he found 
time to visit Mr. Stephen H. Mahoney, Su- 
pervisor of Recreation in Cambridge, Mas- 
sachusetts. He also inspected the Thorn- 
dike School Center, over which he had 
charge for three years. — J. D. culhane. 

Either the instinct of a budding carpen- 
ter or an endeavor to make certain subtle 
comments about girls, would lead a stu- 
dent to NAIL a girl’s picture to the wall. 



THE “KICK” IN NOTRE DAME a symbol of more than, speed and endurance 

Everything that comes out of that blessed and & ridiron science. With forty-five of the 
old campus has a kick to it! — Frank Wal- forty-eight states of the Union represented 
lace, ’23, Associated Press. on our campus, Notre Dame has become a 

Ten million people went to football games sort of America in miniature. Not a mere 
this year— to the big games. This is not secti on in the nation, but the whole nation, 
counting at all the millions or two, easily its youth - its y° un » blood, its ideals 
that, who witnessed scholastic contests of and as Pmations, are focused on the old 
various grades. Ten million— and it’s a safe Quadrangle where the Bronze Christ holds 
bet that 9,999,999 of these, some time or out His hands in benediction and the Golden 
other, talked with a thrill in their voices Madonna looks down protectingly with ma- 
and a pull in their hearth-admiration, ex- ternal love ; And on the Quadrangle the eyes 
ultation, fear, wonder — of Rockne, of the °f ^be entire country at any rate, of ten 
Four Horsemen, of Captain Adam, of bril- million of our citizens— have been set during 
liant scientific plays and knockout scores of ^be past year with wonder and admiration 
Notre Dame. There’s a kick in that name and a very dee P res P ec t, visioning in the 
today. Notre Dame ! What doesn’t it mean ! name of Notre Dame something greater even 
It means this for sure — stout hearts, clear than the title of a great University vision- 
eyes, quick wits, trained muscles, clean * n fbe words Notre Dame a symbol 

limbed vigor, verve and go. There’s a kick °f American manhood. That s where the 
in all of that. But it means more. It means kick comes in in the realization that our 
men ; it means character. That’s where the country still produces brain and brawn of 
real kick comes in. If we pause and think the sound old stock that keeps the world 
for just one moment of what has gone into moving and makes it, after all, a joyous and 
the making of this glory of ours, this un- interesting place to live in; the stock that 
disputed glory and this giving of healthy can play a game and win and keep its head, 
invigorating pleasures to tens of thousands, and still believe in God with a man s strong 
of what sacrifices of time and strength, untainted faith the stock that prays to 
what submissions to routine and discipline, Heaven for its victories, knowing that no 
what practice in self-control, what patience worthy act is unworthy the eye of God, the 
and determination and persistence ; what stock that thanks Our Lady for its triumphs 
hours and hours of grilling work doing a and by its eveiy deed and word invokes 
thing over and over and over again, and an d honors Jeanne d Arc of the spotless 
once more over and over, to make it perfect ; armour, Michael of the invincible sword, the 
—if we think of this for one minute, then whole bright company of God’s Saints; the 
we will know where the kick lies in the stock that can offer even its defeats to 
magic words “Notre Dame.” Christ as a sacrifice on the altar of faith. 

“Notre Dame.” That name is a symbol There’s a kick in Notre Dame; not alone 
today the whole sport world over, and far in Notre Dame football, but in every effort, 
beyond the boundaries of the sport world— every endeavor, every activity that its men 



undertake. It is a training camp for more 
than famous backfields, mighty captains, in- 
vincible Horsemen. It is a training camp 
for men, for American citizenship, for 
Christian manhood. That’s where the kick 
is — in the knowledge that America’s ac- 
claimed champions of the gridiron are the 
representatives of an ideal that works, and 
will work for all time to come, like a strong 
leaven in our national soul — the ideal of 
manliness, sportsmanship, chivalry, of 
friendly rivalry and inspiring competition, 
based on the solid foundation of Christian 
living. “He’s a Notre Dame man” — there’s 
a password for any man, anywhere. There’s 
a kick in the very words. They mean 
“something doing” — and something done. 
More and more the world beyond our cam- 
pus realizes this, because more and more the 
Notre Dame man himself realizes it and 
lives up to it. — C. P. 


Notre Dame’s greatest team is gone! 

The victory on New Year’s Day over 
Stanford university rung down the curtain 
on the greatest sport drama of the decade. 
The closing act was played on a; fitting stage 
and, as the last of a series of incomparable 
triumphs was enshrined in the archives of 
Notre Dame, there faded from the scene a 
score of the most beloved actors of all-time. 

It is a pleasure to remember that a few 
short weeks ago, the men who played their 
last game for Notre Dame at Pasadena 
were cavorting on Cartier field in moleskins. 
It is hard to believe that never again will 
we see that same team in action, the team 
that gave Notre Dame a national football 
title. It is hard to believe that they are 

In a California twilight, far from the land 
that saw them grow from infancy into mag- 
nificent maturity, the players who will pass 
on in June responded to the “hike” for the 
last time. 

The end is but the beginning. In memo- 
ries, they will live forever. From the smoke 
of a companion pipe, from the glow of an 
evening fire, from the mists across the sea, 

from the scented breath of wild flowers, 
their shadowy forms rise again through the 
years, and the ball will be passed from 
phantom hands to phantom hands of the 
men we knew so well, whose names wall 
then be legend. 

Years hence vail find the men who fought 
together and sacrificed all personal glory for 
the team, scattered throughout the world, 
each bending to his task with the same de- 
termination and courage that brought last- 
ing fame on the gridiron. Every minute of 
their lives will be a living testimonial of 
their faith in f airplay and perseverance: 
their heritage from Notre Dame. 

So it vail be with all of us. Time in its 
march never hesitates to reckon with the ten- 
der bonds of friendship nor the happiness 
of men’s glorified existence in the laureled 
glen of tradition. But however immutable 
and unfeeling time may be, its demands 
cannot obliterate memory, the only tie that 
binds, the bond between Notre Dame and 
her sons. — T. c. 






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“Oh, Donald !” 

LESTER C. GRADY, ’ 26 . 

T HE big limousine comes to a stop in 
front of the railroad station. Eleanor 
is at the wheel and beside her sits 
Donald. He has a frown upon, his face. The 
careless, ungainly manner with which he sits 
gives evidence that within him is much dis- 
gust, displeasure, discontentment and so 
forth. Eleanor’s big blue eyes meet Donald’s 
eyes, which are hardly visible beneath his 
frowning forehead. She smiles at him but 
he grunts and turns the other way. Her eye- 
brows arch upward and her snowy teeth 
press against her lower lip. Again she smiles 
and again Donald grunts. It causes Eleanor 
to laugh. 

“There you go !” snaps the one who is dis- 
gusted, displeased, diseontended and so 
forth. “You’re always making things miser- 
able for me. I surely am glad that I’m leav- 
ing for college.” 

“Oh, Donald!’ 

“ ‘Oh, Donald !’ That’s all I’ve heard since 
I got back for the holidays. I wish you’d 
cut it out. It sickens me.” 

“Oh, Donald! I don’t mean—” 

“Please! Please! I asked you to stop 
that, Eleanor. If I go crazy it’ll be your 

“I’m sorry you won’t be here to take me 
to the dance tonight.” 

“I’m not! I’ve taken you to enough dances 
while I was home. Darn near every night 
I took you some place. If it wasn’t some 
sorority dance it was some fraternity dance 
or some school dance or a coming out party 
or something else.” 

“And don’t forget the tea dances we went 
to, Donald. They really were wonderful, 
didn’t you think so?” 

“Yes, yes they were, they were. By the 
way I owe you some money. How much is 

“Never mind.” 

“How much is it? Dad gave me quite a 
bit before leaving and I’ll be able to straight- 
en things out right now. And add on how 

much you spent for that Christmas present 
l gave you.” 

“Oh, Donald, I’ll write and let you know. 
I can’t figure it all out now. The train will 
soon be here anyway and I want to talk to 

“That’s all you’ve done since I got back.” 
“Whose going to write first, Donald?” 
“Why you, of course.” 

“All right.” 

“It’s too bad I had to ruin the roadster 
in the smash-up last night, Eleanor.” 

“Oh, Donald, father will fix that up all 
right. I spoke to him this morning.” 
“That’s fine. You really do get off some 
good stuff every now and then. 

“Do I, Donald?” 


“Not as much as you do. Why all the 
girls think you say the funniest things.. 
They’d all like to get out with you. But 
while you’re home you’re taking little 
Eleanor out, Donald, and not anyone else.” 
“So I’ve seen.” 

“Now, Donald, don’t get fresh. Don’t I 
send you candy and smokes and fruit and 
goodies while you’re away? And didn’t I 
give you some names to look up at that 
girls’ college near you. And didn’t I fix it 
up for you with the Dalmadge sisters when 
you went to Chicago. Didn’t I, Donald?” 

“And then when you come home I do all 
the spending when we go out and I even 
loan you money to take other girls out. You 
have no right whatever to act so sore toward 
me. I think you’re horrid.” 

“Did you hear that whistle? It’s the train 

Donald opens the door, slides out, and then 
gets his bags from the back of the car. 

“Well, bye, bye, Eleanor! Be good!” 

“Oh, Donald, you forgot to kiss me good 
bye. Why, the very idea! I’m surprised!” 
“I’ll miss the train, Eleanor.” 

“Come over here!” 

Eleanor puckers up her pretty little lips. 
Donald kisses her quickly and boards the 
train. She waves until he is out of sight. 
“Boy, you sure do get ’em!” said the 



conductor who had watched Donald kiss 
Eleanor. “She’s a million bucks, she is. You 
wanna consider yourself lucky gettin ’em 
so darn sweet and with limousines.” 

“Yeah? Well I’m unlucky. She’s been 
hanging around my neck ever since I got 
back from college. Anywhere I go, she goes. 
Anywhere she goes, I have to go. I didn’t 

get a chance to see any of the girl friends, 

“Any of your girl friends? Why young 
man isn’t that wonderful little girl that 
forced you to kiss her enough for you?” 
“Say, listen! I think you’re taking me up 
wrong. That girl is my sister!” 

“Tickets, please.” 

Ancient History 

You men of Notre Dame (which rhymes with “name” or “fame” 
In verses that we find in the Scholastic, 

You men of the old school (here the poets ring in “rule” 

In constructions that are sometimes periphastic) , 

Fellows of our college home (Ah, of course, the “Golden Dome” 

I feel better now I’ve got that off my bosom) — 

What I started out to say was that you men of today. 

While you have your glories and can never lose ’em 
Have got nothing on us men, let us say, of 1910, 

Who compose a somewhat older generation, — 

And I just arise to state, Notre Dame was always great 
In the things that really merit veneration. 

Were I asked to specify and explain just how and why, 

I must say I havent any such intention 
For the record still abides, look it over, and besides 
This metre is the devil’s own invention. 

Yet it’s hardly fair to start such a sample of the art 
And abandon it without a valid reason — 

So I’ll say our pulses throb still to think of Eichelaub, 

Dimmick, Philbrook, of that bygone season, 

And if I am not a cockney, there was, too, an end named Rockne 
And Gus Dorais who were something more than clever. 

When the Horsemen ride today — they are wonders, let me say, 

In my lines, “The Riders,” they will live forever — 

We will not forget the men — let us say of 1910 — 

Though the mists of time may slowly settle o’er them — 

Who in many a hard fray fought like these lads of today, 

And all the rest who won their spurs before them. 

—CORBY, 1910. 



Dealing With Facts 

S. P. 

D EALING with facts is not a matter of 
choice; we cannot avoid it. The near- 
est, and in a sense, the dearest fact in 
all the world is just ourselves. We are facts. 
That we can neither doubt, nor deny, nor 
ignore, nor prove even, nor refuse to reckon 
with. Sometimes indeed we may regret it, 
but our regret is never sane, and rarely sin- 
cere. Then there are other men. They are 
facts too. And besides them, there are things, 
some alive, some inert; and there is truth 
and, above all and explaining all, there is the 
first and last and greatest fact, Almighty 
God. By a fact I mean a reality, a thing or a 
person, or a truth, which either always was, 
or has succeeded in getting over the fence 
surrounding the realm of mere possibility, — 
an entity which in one way or another exists 
alongside ourselves, and so enters into that 
vastly complicated problem we speak of as 
the problem of life. 

The universe is made up of just two parts, 
— ourselves and the rest of it. Now note, 
I do not say two halves. An individual is 
an extremely small part, an infinitesimally 
small part, of the universe. Any one or 
thousands could drop out of the ranks daily 
— as in fact they do — and as many thou- 
sands could come into it daily — as they do, 
and not much of a stir would be made. 
Nevertheless, such as we are, each must face 
the universe and make terms with it. And 
sometimes it is not very sympathetic or con- 
siderate. Take the physical facts of the 
universe, for example. They have no respect 
for us at all. They are most uncompro- 
mising, rigid, stiff, stubborn, vindictive. 
They simply go their way, or stand in their 
places, and if we do not like it, they will not 
accommodate us in the least. Lincoln used 
to illustrate this by saying that when you’ve 
got hold of an elephant’s leg, and he starts 
to move, why, you’d better let go. And there 
was a simple old man, in days gone by, who 
was r once asked what he would do if he saw 

an irresistible force come in contact with an 
irremovable body ? After taking a generous 
pinch of snuff, and reflecting a moment, he 
turned on his questioner and said: “Veil, 

vat vould you do?” And his questioner 
answered : “In that case, I think I’d take to 
the woods.” And the old man replied: “I 
tink dot’s the best thing.” Such answers as 
that, Charles Lamb has called “monuments 
of curious felicity.” But they are more than 
merely curious. They display a type of 
wisdom which does credit to their possessors, 
and which it would be well for all of us to 
possess. For when we come to think about 
it, is it not respect for certain physical facts 
of the universe about the first thing we as 
children had to learn? Doubtless we all 
learned to be a bit more deferential to fire 
by being burned; to keep our hands off a 
bee’s nest by getting stung; to allow the ivy 
to grow unmolested by nursing the scourge 
of its venemous rush; to give the pole-cat 
a wide berth by sad recollections of the 
pungency of its perfumery, — and so on? 
We had to learn that pins and fish-bones 
were not meant to be swallowed; that to 
partake of cream puffs and mince pies with- 
out definite limits would result in that pe- 
culiarly painful gastronomic perturbation 
popularly known as the belly-ache; and a 
little later we came to realize that a number 
ten foot would never become reconciled to 
a number six shoe; that the measles and 
the mumps were both communicable and 
communicative; that foul air was injurious 
to the lungs, and garlic injurious to our 

Perhaps you think these are silly things 
to be relating. I don’t think so. I see in these 
things illustrations of a truth that we must 
learn if we would live. And the truth is 
this: In dealing with the physical facts of 
the universe we must respect them or suffer; 
we must obey the laws which govern them 
in their relations with ourselves or die. It is 
true that we are lords of creation and mas- 
ters of our destiny. Whatever has been 
created is ours to use. We can dominate the 
elements of the physical universe and the 
irrational animals that dwell upon it. We 



can harness the wind and tame the light- 
ning, sail in safety over the tempestuous 
seas, and fling our voices across the unmeas- 
ured spaces of the air. We can break up the 
compounds of the material world, decipher 
the elements, leam their properties, set one 
against the other and make them serve us 
for good or for ill. All this we can do and 
more. But we can never ignore the laws 
which govern these things without courting 
disaster to ourselves. If we are to use them 
without injury we must accept the con- 
ditions which they lay down. If we are to 
live in their midst and profit by their assist- 
ance, we must recognize, so to speak, the 
rights which they stubbornly claim. 

Chemicals may cure, but they may also 
kill; they may purify, but they may also 
corrupt. Food may fatten, but it may also 
bring disease. Wine may cheer the heart 
and take the sharp edge from sorrow, but it 
may also plunge the home in misery and 
bring individuals to the brink of despair. 
Nothing more than electricity is used to 
avoid danger, and yet nothing is more 
dangerous for the unskilled to use. There 
is only one rule to be followed in dealing 
with facts of the physical world, and it is 
this: Learn the laws that govern them in 
their relations to you, and t ien respect 
those laws. 

Lincoln’s story of letting go tlie elephant’s 
leg is not the recollection of an incident, but 
the illustration of a principle. No man would 
be such a fool as to try to hold an elephant 
by the leg. But there are many men who 
are foolish enough to attempt to do things 
equally as futile. There are men — and a 
surprising lot of them — whose health is 
wrecked and whose minds are ruined or who 
lie in premature graves because they refused 
to deal with the physical facts of the uni- 
verse according to the rule I have stated. 
They must be used according to definite 
weights and measures, modes and methods. 
To ignore them is fatal. They cannot yield, 
for they have no choice. It is we who must 
yield. And to know how to yield wisely is to 
know how to use the things God has given 
us, including our own bodies and its mem- 

bers for the purpose for which they were 
given us. 

But there is another class of facts we have 
to get on with in life. I mean other persons. 
These are the hardest facts of all to deal 
with. The man that can do this without 
great trouble has yet to be born. That is 
not very complimentary to ourselves, but I 
think our common experience will vouch for 
the truth of the statement. A person is a 
free agent. And so he is in a sense a law 
unto himself. And his law very often runs 
counter to our own. There is trouble when 
we both want the same thing; there is 
trouble when we both want different things ; 
there is trouble when neither of us wants 
anything but trouble itself. It is hard to 
analyze a chemical reaction, but it is harder 
still to analyze a psychological one. You can 
count on the former, you cannot on the 
latter. The chances of rolling over Niagara 
Falls in a barrel and coming out alive may 
be difficult to figure out, but the chances of 
passing through certain sections of a mod- 
ern metropolis and coming out solvent are 
more difficult to reckon up still, — not be- 
cause they are less, but because they are 
more uncertain, more unverifiable. It is 
said that the Toreadors or professional bull- 
fighters must study the reactions of bulls 
very thoroughly before being given a license 
to enter the arena. These reactions can be 
learned. Moreover, once learned they can be 
depended on. When the red flag is flaunted 
before the bull’s eyes and he begins to 
charge, the toreador knows exactly the di- 
rection he will take, and so easily gets out 
of the way. . He knows it because he has 
found out that it cannot be otherwise. But 
no prizefighter or policeman can make any 
such prediction with regard to their re- 
spective opponents. Neither can any of us 
when we come to loggerheads with one of 
our fellows. Physical laws are fixed. Per- 
sonal intentions and voluntary decisions are 
not ; they are often capricious. Still we must 
deal with these personal facts of the uni- 
verse. How we may do it best? 

Well, when we come to grips with some 
one, there are three possible courses to fol- 



low: We can yield to him, or we can make 
him yield to us, or we can strike a com- 
promise. That’s all very easily said but it 
is rarely easy to decide which course is the 
best to choose. The man that always yields 
is either a coward or a fool or both. The 
man that never yields is simply bull-headed ; 
and the man that always compromises, while 
he may think himself broad minded may be 
only weakkneed. A man that is a man must 
know when to do one or the other and have 
the courage to do it. 

Now it takes courage to yield as well as 
not to yield. It is not always an 
easy thing to admit that we are wrong 
when it is proved that we are. And yet 
that is one case when we always should 
yield. It is merely human to err, but it is 
noble to acknowledge a fault. So there is 
one safe rule: Always yield when you are 
wrong*. Yes, but suppose you are not \wong. 
What then? Let me answer that with an- 
other Lincoln yarn. It is said that when 
the great president was taking a walk one 
fronted him and pointed a huge revolver at 
his head. Lincoln stopped and said to his 
assailant: “Well, what is it you want?” And 
the man with the gun answered : “Sir, I don’t 
know who you are ,but several years ago 
1 took an oath that if I should ever meet 
a man homelier than I was I would shoot 
him at once. Lincoln surveyed him a mo- 
ment, and then with a twinkle in his eye 
said: My friend, I’m the president of the 
United States, and I love life dearly, but if 
I am a homelier man than you are, then I 
certainly don’t want to live any longer. 

Now the application of that story, it seems 
to me is this: If a man is so desperately 
determined to have his own way as this one 
was, when yielding won’t involve the sacri- 
fice of a principle or involve any wrong-doing 
on our part, let’s let him have his way. 
Because in most cases — as in the case of 
Lincoln’s assailant — he won’t take it any- 
how. And besides, peace is better than the 
thrill of victory over the prostrate form of 
any well-meaning but misguided foe. 

When may we make another yield to us? 
The selfish man, the ambitious person, the 

dishonest individual would answer: When- 
ever you can. Men in authority would an- 
swer: Whenever the enforcement of the law 
makes it a duty to do so. But what of the 
ordinary person like ourselves? In dealing 
with men, human facts, there is only one 
instance that I know of when we may 
legitimately use physical force to compel 
another to do our bidding, and that is when 
there is a clear violation of our rights or 
of those who depend on us. Mere power 
to enforce our will never makes the enforce- 
ment right. Force may be pitted against 
force only when just and clear rights hang 
in the balance. 

Compromise! What a word that is to 
juggle with! What a fact it is to reckon 
with ! Now there are two spheres in which 
the fact of compromise is utterly unknown, 
and they are the physical order of things 
and the divine order of things. The physical 
laws, as we know from experience, won’t 
compromise. They take the whole road. 
The divine laws, as we may find out on 
Judgment day, won’t compromise. The 
Divine lawgiver has said quite simply and 
finally; “Either you are for Me or you are 
against Me. ... No man can serve two mas- 

But in the sphere of human affairs, com- 
promise is a constantly recurring fact. It is 
always the opening wedge that breaks up a 
deadlock and sets free the current of events 
that way ; industrial conflicts are settled that 
way; nearly all disputes may be settled 
that way. Nearly, but not all. It is never 
right to settle a dispute wrongly. And 
where inalienable rights are concerned, com- 
promise is wrong. Compromise, therefore, 
is in a sense a great peace maker, a tool in 
the hands of a man of good judgment with 
which the dangerous situations brought on 
by the unruly passions of men are smoothed 
out and peace restored. 

But truth and justice are worth more than 
peace. They bring us back again to facts 
that do not change. And so the counsel of 
wisdom is: Seek peace in justice and in 
truth. Fight if you must, for the right, and 
all the facts that can stand a blow will be 
on your side. 



Two Wise Fools 


T HE moon trailed its silver light over 
the dark waters of Tokio Bay, and the 
trees along the beach waved softly 
with the gentle night wind. Low music 
came faintly from the hotel where an or- 
chestra was playing wild Russian melody. 

In the distance the siren of a liner 
shrieked three times. 

. “Going back home,” murmured the girl, 
and sighed. 

“Home,” echoed the man. “The only 
place for a white man! Wish I were on 

The girl turned her face away and her 
fair head drooped. Her fists were clinched 
tightly in the pockets of her coat. 

“Back to San Francisco,” he said, “where 
crowds wall be going to the theatres about 
this time. Newsboys will be selling the last 
editions and trains will be leaving for New 
York.” His tone became eager. “New York!” 
“Don’t,” begged the girl. Her voice broke 
and she burst into weeping. 

He turned in surprise. 

“Why, what is it?” he said gently, 
“What’s wrong?” 

For a time she wept, but at length her 
sobs abated. 

“This is the first time I ever wept before 
a perfect stranger.” 

She tucked a stray lock of hair in its 

“But surely I’m not a stranger,” he res- 
ponded. “Haven’t you known me all of 
three days?” 

Out in the waters the liner whistled a 

“Oh!” she cried, “I want to go home.” 
“Why don’t you?” he asked at length. 

“I can’t,” she said, tears again swelling 
up in her eyes. “I have no home. I am 
a fugitive from justice, a thief!” 

The man’s face became tense with su- 
pressed excitement. 

“The old, old story!” she went on. “The 
longing of poverty for the luxuries of 

“Who are you?” he asked unsteadily. 

“Grace Engels,” she answered. “Do you 
know me now?” 

He nodded gravely. 

“It was the boss’s fault,” she stammered. 
“Anyone so careless with his money ought 
to lose it. He trusted me too far. One day 
there was an unusually large amount of 
money in the safe and he left me to lock 
it — but, I want to go home now, and can’t.” 

There was a long silence broken only by 
the waves lapping on the beach. Finally 
he sighed deeply and arose. 

“You shouldn’t have told me this. Look 
here, I’m going to turn my back for five 
minutes and at the end of that time I hope 
you won’t be here. Do you understand? 

“What do you mean?” she gasped shrink- 
ing away from him suspiciously. 

For answer, he leaned toward her and 
turned back the lapel of his coat. 

“Mercantile Detectives Agency,” she read 
aloud. “No. 27. Then you’re a detective?” 

“Yes, Miss Engels, the law is closing in on 
you and you’d better take your chance.” 

He turned his back. 

The sound of laughter smote his ears and 
he turned to find the girl fairly doubled up 
with mirth. 

“This,” she managed to say, “This is a 
rare one. I’ve never heard of setting one 
detective to catch another.” 

“What do you mean?” he asked in turn. 

She unfastened the belt of her coat and 
pointed to a small silver shield pinned in the 
inside pocket, whose surface bore the words, 
“Caster Brothers,” and beneath them the 
number “40.” 

“What are you trying to hand me?” he 
questioned rather roughly. 

“I’m afraid,” said the girl, “I’ll have to 
apologize to you. You see, I got a cable 
from the boss last week telling me to watch 
out for Stanley Rogers, who had run off 
with a bag of his employer’s money. The 
description fitted you, so when I saw you 
Monday I immediately started to work.” 

A grim smile appeared on his face. 

“And: so you thought you’d tell me you 
were Grace Engels,” he concluded, “in the 



hope that if I were Stanley Rogers I would 
be moved to confess/' 

She nodded slowly. 

“You must have a poor opinion of my 
professional ability, but it's getting late and 
I must go.” 

“But to-morrow?” he asked eagerly. 

To-morrow is another day. Mind, I don't 
promise, but I may drop in the Grand for 

With a smiling farewell she stepped from 
the porch and was swallowed up by the 
darkness. As she emerged from the park, 
a man came to her side. 

“Well?” he demanded in a low voice. 

“Just as you thought. Mercantile De- 
tective Agency, No. 27. Tell the bunch to 
be careful. 

Back in the grove the man she had left 
stood looking after her until she disap- 
peared. Then with trembling lingers he 
reached into his pocket for a cigarette. 

“To-morrow,” he said softly, “is getaway 
day for yours truly. I didn't think they 
were that close behind me!” 

He pulled his hat low over his eyes and 
cast a quick glance about him. Then he, too, 
melted away in the darkness. 

A Flowers Way 

A tender rosebud grows 
Where laughing children play. 

And know no thought but happiness 
The livelong day. 

A full-grown flower blows 
Beside a sweet-voiced stream. 

Where youth meets youth, and in their eyes 
Love’s glories gleam. 

A faded petal droops 
Beside a new-made mound, 

And though it weeps for what is gone 
There is no sound. 

From start to bitter end 
Through Life’s long, dreary day. 

Childhood and youth and death are but 
A flower’s way. 

— L. H. L. 



James Stephens, the Irish poet and novelist, has 
written another fantasy taken from Irish Folk 
Lore. “In the Land of Youth” is the second vol- 
ume in a cycle of which “Deidre” was the first. 

N D s 

Pascal Covici of Chicago announces the publica- 
tion of an anthology of the best verse published 
in two Chicago newspaper columns, “Hit or Miss,” 
conducted by Keith Preston in The Chicago Daily 
Neivs, and “From Pillar to Post,” conducted by 
Richard Atwater in The Chicago Evening Post. 

N D s 

“Copy 1924” is the title of the first annual book 
of the Writer’s Club of Columbia University. It 
contains short stories, essays, poems and one-act 
plays written as classroom work and published in 
national magazines or given professional stage pre- 
sentation. The Scribblers last year discussed the 
publication of an anthology of this type. 


“How To Work Your Way Through College” is 
the startling title of a book by one Raymond F. 
Sullivan which “describes the wonderful opportun- 
ities today for self-help students in our American 
higher educational institutions and discusses two 
hundred and fifty practical methods of earning 
money while attending college.” The information 
contained in the volume is said to be based upon 
the personal experience of the author himself. 


Another anthology issuing from Columbia 
University is “Columbia Verse,” edited by Cargill 
Sprietsma, which contains verse published in un- 
dergraduate magazines from 1897 to 1924. 


“Francis Wilson’s Life of Himself” is a volume 
of reminiscences by a thespian who has been as- 
sociated with the life of the theatre for nearly half 
a century. The illustrations, about 48 pages, are 
said to be every bit as interesting as the text 


The Macmillan Company have brought out a 
new and revised edition of Joseph Pennell’s “Etch- 
ers and Etching.” The book is said to contain a 
number of large reproductions. 

From 241 novels submitted, “Harvey Landrum” 
by Ridley Wills, is the only one that Simon and 
Schuster are publishing. The publishers them- 
selves are responsible for the foregoing declaration. 
The hero, Harvey, is said to have gone through 
life in the same thundering manner of Cyrano, 
Hamlet, and Jack Dempsey. The New York Times 
describes the author as possessing “good faculty 
of observation, a journalistic background and a 
stimulating point of view.” 


The six best sellers are now said to be the orig- 
inal Cross Word Puzzle Books — the books that set 
America cross-wording with a frenzy never equal- 
led in the history of book selling. We understand 
that there is now in existence an institution known 
as the Amateur Cross Word Puzzle League of 
America. Let us admonish our readers who are 
devotees of this latest fad not to endanger their 
amateur standing by violating any of the laws of 
the League. 


“The Small Missal” is a handy devotional book, 
containing the proper of the Mass for all Sundays 
and the principal feasts of the year, the Rite of 
Benediction, Vespers and Compline for Sundays, 
and other devotions. Publishers: Benziger Broth- 

ers. Price, $1.75. 


Another book of parodies by the author of “The 
Triumph of the Nut” has been brought out by- 
Henry Holt and Company. “Twisted Tales” is the 
title of Christopher Wards’ newly published volume. 


The publication of “A Reader’s Guide Book” by 
May Lamberton Becker will be greeted by those 
who have been readers of Mrs. Becker’s page of 
advice on books in the New York Evening Post 
and The Saturday Review of Literature for the 
past few years. 


“Tom Masson’s Annual for 1924” is an anthol- 
ogy of wit and humor by the former managing 
editor of Life and at present conducting “Short 
advice on books in the Neiv York Evening Post 
We agree with the publishers that Mr. Masson, 
“should know a joke when he sees one.” 


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Notre Dame Defeats Stanford 27-10 



( Times Staff Correspondent) 

ROSE BOWL, PASEDENA, Jan. 1. — Notre 
Dame, the team that makes no mistakes, beat Stan- 
ford, 27 to 10, before 60,000 people here today be- 
cause the team had the brains to counteract and 
stave off plunging Stanford attack, and the speed 
to take advantage of every opportunity that the 
game afforded. Notre Dame, in victory, looked 
every inch a champion and Stanford, in defeat, 
earned almost as much glory as if she had von. 

Each team had a single touchdown scored by 
dint of marvelous football play which took the ball 
and marched steadily through the opposition to a 
score. Stanford in addition had a field goal from 
the trusty toe of Murray Cuddleback, while Notre 
Dames’ advantage, a margin which turned the 
game from a defeat into a victory, was gained 
through three touchdowns scored by smart de- 
fensive work, two of them on long runs after in- 
tercepted passes by Elmer Layden and the third 
by Hunsinger after recovering Solomon’s fumble. 

Notre Dame’s Four Horsemen and Seven Mules 
displayed for the edification of the cash customers 
and gate ci-ashers the stuff which earned them 
their name as the greatest combination of brains, 
speed and fight in the country. They showed all of 
these characteristics not only in the second quarter 
when the Four Horsemen stampeded the place and 
were running wild but in the closing twenty min- 
utes of the game when, bruised and battered under 
the tremendous hammering of Ernie Nevers, they 
fought off Stanford’s plunging attack and still re- 
tained the brains and speed to take advantage of 
Stanford’s mistakes. 

Stanford on the other hand, showed the stuff that 
won the Coast championship, and not only proved 
that the Four Horsemen could be effectively stopped 
— as they were after one gallop down the field, 
but in turn piled up enough yardage to reach 
from Pasadena to Mt. Lowe and half way back. 
Ernie Nevers, limping around on ankles taped un- 
til the blood refused to circulate, ripped and tore 

through the Notre Dame line for gain after gain 
and on defense stopped four plays out of five. His 
passing game was splendid and he was the out- 
standing individual on the field — a real all-Ameri- 
can player. 

After the shock troops had withstood Stanford’s 
initial attack, the Horsemen and their cohorts un- 
corked a slashing attack such as hasn’t been seen 
in Southern California in a decade. Marvelous 
and uncanny running of the ends by Crowley and 
Miller, knife-like lunges into the line by Layden 
and gorgeously executed passes from Stuhldreher 
to Miller piled up the yards to a touchdown. Every 
play was something new and the combination of 
deceptive shift, hidden ball, effective interference 
and magnificent individual running was something 
that probably no team in the country could have 
solved at first sight. 

Stanford had previously scored a field goal and 
Notre Dame’s touchdown gave the Irish a 6-to-3 
lead when Crowley’s attempted kick was blocked. 
Stanford came right back with a rush and car- 
ried the ball again into Notre Dame territory and 
on a fourth down with sevex-al yards to go it 
looked as though Cuddleback would try a kick to 
tie the score, but instead a pass was attempted 
which Layden intercepted and, with splendid inter- 
ference by Hunsinger, carried to a second touch- 
down. Crowley added the extra point to make it 
13 to 3. 

The second half, despite the fact that Notre 
Dame scored two more touchdowns, was all Stan- 
ford. The Cards scored one touchdown and missed 
another by six inches — nearly everybody thought 
the ball was over — also missing another field goal 
by a whisker. Quarterback Solomon fumbled one 
of Layden’s tall spirals and, while groping around 
for it, had it snatched from his fingers by Hun- 
singer, who ran the remaining twenty yards to a 
score. Just as the game was closing Layden re- 
peated his feat of the first half of intercepting an- 
other Stanford pass for a touchdown. 

With Ernie Nevers, the human switch engine, 
crashing through Notre Dame’s line like a cobble- 
stone through a plate-glass window, and Ted Ship- 



key and Jim Lawson lending variety to the pro- 
ceedings with sensational galloping dashes just in- 
side the ends, it took all the inbred football knowl- 
edge and individual skill possessed by the Rockne 
cavalry to stave off a Stanford landslide and the 
heartbreaking manner in which ten minutes of hard 
smashing by Stanford’s crimson avalanche would 
be offset by ten seconds of galloping on the part 
of Mr, Layden was enough to discourage anybody. 

Notre Dame won — and that’s glory enough for 
anybody. Stanford lost, but made more yards 
against the fighting Irish than any other team in 
the country could. The Cards lost the game be- 
cause Notre Dames’ brains operated as well on the 
defensive as when the Irish had the ball and with 
the brains, Notre Dame had speed enough to run 
away whenever th eopportunity presented itself. 
Mr. Rockne had good reason for weeping at the un- 
happy fate, which robs him of twenty-three of his 
first-string playex-s by graduation this year. 

Every single opportunity to score — with one ex- 
ception — that came Notre Dame’s way, was cashed- 
in and rung up on the scoreboard. Stanford missed 
three placekicks by margins so narrow that it 
took those directly in line to see that the ball had 
failed to pass between the upi*ights; lost a touch- 
down on a buck that missed fire by inches, and 
lost still another touchdown when Solomon was 
clear with a forward pass under his arm, but 
couldn’t run fast enough to cross the line before an 
agile Irish back had brought him down. 

The three bi-eaks which brought Notx-e Dame 
touchdown were only turned into Irish scox-es by 
the sheer speed and individual brilliance of the 
Irish players. When Solomon fumbled Layden’s 
punt he stooped over to pick it up and Hunsinger 
racing down the field like a bullet, snatched it from 
his fingers at full speed and turned a hobble into 
a touchdown. Layden’s two long runs resulted 
fii'st of all fi-om his excellent judgment in fox-e- 
seeing the dii'ection in which the ball was to be 
passed, and secondly from his own individual ath- 
letic brilliance. In each case he leaped high in the 
air, batted the ball ahead of him and caught it 
before it hit the ground, while running full steam 
ahead for the Stanford goal. In each case the 
agile Mr. Hunsinger ran effective interference. 

Stanford had a team of big, fighting, aggressive 
and smart football players who played the game 
of their lives. They were well coached and showed 
it, and had some plays which baffled Notre Dame 
quite as completely as the Rockne variety of leger- 
demain had flustered them. They made two yards 
fi'om scrimmage for every one that Notre Dame 
made, but in the end it was the alertness and in- 
dividual brilliance of Rockne’s team which won the 

To close any story of the game without a men- 
tion of Ted Shipkey, who stood out as sensation- 
ally at end as Nevei'S did at fullback, would be a 
shame. Shipkey and Jim Lawson both played 
magnificent football, as did Harry Shipkey at 

tackle and Cuddeback in the backfield. For Noti*e 
Dame the judgment of Stuhldreher was faultless 
and the dashing play of Layden, Crowley and Mil- 
lex-, was all that the press agents had predicted. 
The Notx-e Dame line functioned as a unit, and 
functioned well, the lax-ge and lumpy Mx*. Joe Bo- 
land making himself famous by being the only 
man to effectively stop Nevex-s. 

The Maryland Hotel in Pasadena, lieadquax-tex-s 
for the Noti-e Dame party during its stay in South- 
ern Califox-nia, was flooded last night with support- 
ers of the great Irish eleven and hundreds of 
persons seeking to heap congratulations on Knute 
Rockne, coach of the champions of the United 
States. As soon as the game was over hundx-eds of 
people flocked to the hostelry and for many hours 
Rockne and his playex-s were kept busy accepting 
the plaudits of their friends. 

Rockne’s sturdy right arm was working like an 
old-fashioned pumphandle during a long period but 
the Irish coach, who is one of the most genial 
mentors in the business to-day, refused to be tired 
out by the celebi-ation and enjoyed the proceedings 
as much as anyone. 

“Stanford is a great eleven,” he said, “and we 
are proud to have defeated such a team. I was 
really quite worried between halves as my men 
seemed to be all tuckered out and they fx-ankly 
told me that they didn’t believe they could last 
the second half. However, they showed their great 
fighting spix-it by sticking to the task until victory 
was assured. If we had not stopped at Tucson I 
hate to think what the outcome of the game might 
have been. That period of practice there put us 
in the right shape.” 

Coaches of teams all over the country were on 
hand to congx-atulate Rockne. “Slip’ ’Madigan, St. 
Mary’s mentor and a former Notre Dame player-, 
had this to say: 

“The game was cex-tainly a great one to watch. 
The xesult was much as we had expected and all 
of us ex-Notre Dame men ax-e proud of our Alma 
Mater.’ ’ 

Bob Matthews, Idaho coach, who also played at 
Notx-e Dame, felt this way: “Fx-om the spectators’ 
standpoint the game must have been the most 
thrilling East vs. West battle ever staged. Every- 
body saw an awful lot of wonderful football.” 

Gus Dox-ais, one-half of the famous Dorais to 
Rockne pass combination at Notre Dame ten years 
ago and at present coach of Gonzaga, said: “It was 
a distinct pleasux-e to see two great football teams 
such as Notre Dame and Stanford perfox-m. Support- 
ers of both elevens have much to be proud of.” 

Dr. John Wilce, Ohio State mentor, spoke these 
words: “The game was a wonderful exhibition and 
Rockne deserves a lot of of credit for winning so 
far away from home under unusual circumstances.” 

Gwynn Henry, Missouri grid general, whose team 



lost to U. S. Cl Christmas Day, felt thankful for 
an eastern victory: “I am glad Notre Dame could 
turn the trick. It was a disappointment for some 
of us to fail and Notre Dame’s victory helps us of 
the East and Midwest out considerably.” 

Fred McKale, University of Arizona coach, was 
all smiles: “I knew Rockne would do it after seeing 
the Irish practice at Tucson. It was a great game 
to watch.” 

Joe Maddock, Oregon mentor: “One of the great- 
est football battles I have ever witnessed. Stanford’s 
fight and Notre Dame’s brilliancy at opportune 
times provided hundreds of thrills.” 

Cliff Herd, U. S. C. scout, who picked Notre 
Dame to win by at least seven points: “I told 

you so!” 

■Two of the Notre Dame athletes — Stuhldreher 
and Bach — were painfully injured in the battle. The 
former received a cracked ankle, while Bach had 
two ribs crushed in. All of the Irish players had 
much praise for Ernie Nevers, the bone-crushing 
Stanford fullback. “He’s one of the best in the busi- 
ness,” was their comment. 

Rockne and his charges will leave tomorrow mor- 
ning on their return trip. The famous Notre Dame 
mentor has made hundreds of new friends on the 
trip and all of them hope graduation won’t wreck 
his team so completely as to make a 1926 trip West 
entirely out of the question. 


More Than 200 Leading Business and Professional 
Men, Educators and Students Greet Gridiron 


The “Four Horsemen” and the “Seven Mules” of 
Notre Dame, world’s greatest football aggregation, 
were the guests of honor at a reception and dinner 
given by William P. McPhee at the University club 
last evening. 

More than two hundred of the leading business 
and professional men of Denver supplemented by 
college and university presidents of the state insti- 
tutions, football coaches, players, and Notre Dame 
alumni, were also guests of Mr. McPhee in honor 
of the great team. 

One disappointing feature of the gathering was 
the absence of the great coach, Knute Rockne, who 
was unable to be present. He remained in Cali- 
fornia to rest a few weeks from the strenuous cam- 
paign through which he and the team have just 
gone. With a few other exceptions the team was 
intact, led by Assistant Coach Tom Lieb. 

Had it not been for the rosettes pinned on the 
players by some of Denver’s pretty lasses, it 
would have been next to impossible to have picked 

them out from amoung the rest of the guests so- 
modest and unassuming were they. To the un- 
initiated they would not appear to be the masters 
of the gridiron sport that they are. Giants of the 
gridiron they are; but not in physique, for they are 
not large men. Elmer Layden, great fullback, who 
made three touchdowns against Stanford, tips the 
scales at 162 pounds, and he averages well with the 

In brain power, however, they are superb, and the 
first impression one gains of the great All-American 
quarter, Harry Stuhldreher, is of what he carries 
above the shoulders and then it is easy to see why 
he received the supreme honor of being chosen as 
the greatest field general of the year. 

The team arrived at 4:30 o’clock yesterday after- 
noon and after a brief reception at the depot were 
taken on a sightseeing tour of the city and then 
for a short stay at the Denver Athletic club. They 
then repaired to the University club. There the 
men were all introduced to the guests and given an 
opportunity to talk to many of Denver and the 
West’s leading men, many of whom are Notre Dame 
alumni. The banquet hall was the next attraction. 
During the course of the dinner the men were again 
introduced to all by the assistant coach, Tom Lieb, 
in order that all might get a better look at them. 

William P. McPhee was toastmaster and gave an 
interesting account of his own undergraduate days 
at the South Bend institution. Mr. McPhee is an 
honorary member of Notre Dame’s first football 
team, that of 1887, every member of which is now 


Following much the same tone as the foot- 
ball schedule in the matter of lining up the 
best sellers for competition. Coach Keogan 
this year has given Notre Dame its hardest 
basketball schedule in the history of the 
local sport. 

With the prospect of a post-season foot- 
ball game still unsounded. Coach Keogan 
carded cage teams for the 1924-25 schedule 
from North to south and from east to west, 
not the least noticeable among which 
were several teams of champion and near- 
champion dimensions. 

The pre-season group included St. Thomas 
college of St. Paul, 1924 champs of the Min- 
nesota-Dakota conference. The year of 1925 
opened with Mercer, Southern collegiate 
champions of last season. Then in quick 
succession appeared Butler and Franklin, 
the capitol city team representing the 1924 



National A. A. U. title and Franklin, the 
unofficial champions of the central west. 
Notre Dame is carded for a home and home 
series with these two schools. 

Another Indiana quintet on the card re- 
garded by many state cage critics as the 
most likely contender for the central west 
pennant is Wabash. The Little Giants will 
meet Notre Dame but once during the sea- 

The last lap of the 1925 schedule is about 
as pretentious as could be desired. In rapid- 
fire order, Notre Dame will line up against 
Illinois, Butler, Wabash, Penn State, Car- 
negie Tech and Franklin. The “Sucker” 
five will appear on the local “Y” court, fol- 
lowed by Butler and Wabash. Notre Dame 
will then take a trip through the “near east” 
meeting Penn State at State College and 
Carnegie Tech at Pittsburgh. The State five 
was a big factor in Pennsylvania cage cir- 
cles last year and gives much promise of 
running in the money again this year. 

Sandwiched in between the more promi- 
nent teams are such cage fives as Armour, 
Northwestern, Loyola and the Michigan Ag- 
gies. The Irish will make an invasion of 
the west playing a two game series with 
Creighton at Omaha. 

The schedule follows : 

Dec. 8 — Armour at Notre Dame. 

Dec. 13 — St. Thomas at St. Paul. 

Dec. 15 — Minnesota at Minneapolis. 

Dec. 19 — Northwestern at Evanston. 

Dec. 30 — Northwestern at Notre Dame. 

Jan. 5 — Mercer university at Notre Dame. 
Jan. 9 — Butler at Indianapolis. 

Jan. 10 — Franklin at Franklin. 

Jan. 16 — Michigan at Notre Dame. 

Jan. 23 — Creighton at Omaha. 

Jan. 24 — Creighton at Omaha. 

Jan. 31 — Loyola at Notre Dame. 

Feb. 7 — Illinois at Notre Dame. 

Feb. 10 — Butler at Notre Dame. 

Feb. 14 — Wabash at Notre Dame. 

Feb. 21 — Penn State at State College. 

Feb. 23 — Carnegie Tech at Pittsburgh. 

Mar. 3 — Michigan Aggies at Lansing. 


Despite the handicap of having to open 
the basketball season without the services 
of Capt. Kizer and Clem Crowe, who with 
several other promising' cagers were occu- 
pied with football duties, the Notre Dame 
basketball team, coached by George Keogan, 
picked up a fair start toward another rec- 
ord year. The Irish cage team has suffered 
three defeats in eight starts, losing to Min- 
nesota in an early season tilt and more re- 
cently to Butler and Franklin, two of the 
leading basketball teams in the country. 

Coach Keogan made his way through the 
first six games with a squad of unknown 
material save for Phil Mahoney, and Joe 
Dienhardt, forwards, who were with the 
team last season. In consequence of the un- 
tiring efforts of the coach to gather a repre- 
sentative team for the first lap of the sched- 
ule, there appeared in Notre Dame basket- 
ball circles, several sophomore cagers who 
easily rank with the best hardwood per- 
formers Notre Dame has ever known. 

Johnny Nyikos, Ray Dahman and Louie 
Conroy have carried the burden of the work 
thus far, coupling their efforts with those 
of Mahoney and Dienhardt. Capt. Kizer 
and Crowe joined the team just before the 
road trip with Butler and Franklin, Lay den 
and Eaton also reporting for basketball dur- 
ing the past week. 

Notre Dame opened with an easy victory 
over Armour Institute of Chicago. Keogan 
then took his squad to Minnesota and St. 
Paul where the Irish divided a two game 
engagement, winning from St. Thomas and 
losing to the Gophers. 

Two games in succession with Northwest- 
ern, the latter sporting the much heralded 
Ralph Baker, served to add to Notre Dame’s 
list of triumphs, the Purple cage five being 
defeated both times, the first occasion being 
oh Northwestern’s home floor. 

At the beginning of the new year, Notre 
Dame won an easy victory over Mercer col- 
lege of Macon, Ga., 44 to 17. Every mem- 



ber of the squad had their inning that night 
and baskets were registered almost at will. 

A jaunt downstate to Butler and Franklin 
resulted in Notre Dame being snowed under 
on the first night by Butler, 31 to 16. The 
best efforts of Notre Dame were of no avail 
against the stormy attack of the National 
A. A. U. champions of 1923. On the fol- 
lowing night, the Irish dropped a hard 
fought game to Franklin, unofficial champs 
of 1923, by a score of 26 to 22. The Keo- 
ganites hung on to the score till the closing 
minutes of play, when the Baptist school 
quintet forged into the lead with some su- 
perb basket shooting. 

Notre Dame’s meeting with Butler and 
Franklin on the home court later in the sea- 
son should provide two of the most inter- 
esting cage tilts in the history of the school. 


The special quality and quantity of sport 
schedules that have been drawn up for 
Notre Dame athletic teams during the past 
three years mark a new era in Notre Dame 
athletics, a swift upward trend into the 
sanctum of stellar competition. 

The indoor and outdoor track schedules 
drawn up by Coach Knute K. Rockne for 
the season of 1925 are very much in keep- 
ing with the admirable quality of the foot- 
ball and basketball cards. In announcing 
the track cards, Caoch Rockne pointed out 
that Notre Dame was breaking into the 
company of some of the most competent 
track stars in the country, and seeking com- 
petition with some of the most prominent 
track teams in the central west. 

For the indoor season of 1925, Notre 
Dame will meet three of the leading track 
teams in the western conference, entertain- 
ing Illinois on the local track, Feb. 14, jour- 
neying to Northwestern on Feb. 21, and to 
Wisconsin on March 7. Rockne will also 
enter a team of his best in the annual Illi- 
nois relay carnival at Urbana, founded by 
Coach Harry Gill in 1917. 

With the exception of interteam meets 
and handicap events with the freshman 
squad, little opportunity will be available 

before the Illinois meet, to obtain an esti- 
mate of the caliber of the track squad 
Rockne will have for this year’s cinder cam- 

A two mile relay composed of Cox, Mas- 
terson, Wagner and Judge will enter the I. 
A. C. handicap meet at Chicago, Jan. 16. 
Graduation last June took several valuable 
men from the ranks of the thinly-clads, but 
the Notre Dame coach has a host of un- 
known material from last year’s freshman 
team to work with this winter. 

Capt. Bud Barr, McTiernan, Milbauer, 
Wendland, Cox, Casey, and Harrington are 
among the veterans who will form the nu- 
cleus of this year’s team. Among the men 
from last year’s freshman team who are 
expected to perform in varsity fashion this 
winter are Judge, Nulty, Riley, Barron, 
Wynn, Boland and Masterson. 

The indoor season will be followed with 
an array of headline attractions on the out- 
door card. Illinois, Iowa and the Michigan 
Aggies will be encountered in dual meets. 
The Ohio, Penn and Drake relays are the 
feature meets listed which will attract the 
best performers on the Notre Dame squad. 
Rockne has always taken a team to Drake 
and sent at least one man to the Penn re- 
lays, both meets being staged on the same 
date. The state and conference meets will 
also include a corterie of Notre Dame cin- 
der artists. The Irish tracksters have won 
the state meet every year since 1915. 

The indoor schedule: 

Feb. 7 — Relay team to Boston. 

Feb. 14 — Illinois at Notre Dame. 

Feb. 21 — Northwestern at Evanston. 

Feb. 28 — Illinois relays at Urbana. 

Mar. 7 — Wisconsin at Madison. 

The outdoor schedule: 

Apr. 18 — Ohio relays at Columbus. 

Apr. 25 — Penn and Drake relays. 

May 2 — Illinois at Urbana. 

May 16— Michigan Aggies at Notre Dame. 
May 23 — State meet. 

May 30 — Iowa at Iowa City. 

June 5-6 — Conference meet. 



“In Terms of 

the Colossal ” 

ALBERT F. KAHN, Architen 
Drawn by Hugh Ferriss 

THE co-ordination of commercial strength, arch- 
A itectural vision and engineering skill which 
created this titanic quadruple office building repre- 
sents the motive and creative force which has turned 
the eyes of the world toward this type of American 

This, the largest office building in the world, pos- 
sesses fundamentally magnificent largeness in its 
conception, and a clean-cut directness in its execu- 
tion which place it among the most significant ot 
American buildings. 

With such existing structural achievements no arch- 
itectural future is impossible, no project too vast 
or too complex to come readily to our imagination. 

Certainly modern invention — modern engineering 
skill and organization, will prove more than equal 
to the demands of the architecture of the future. 


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A View Behind the Scenes of 
the Football Game 


Fifty-three thousand people 
jammed every available inch 
of space in the Pasadena stad- 
ium last New Year’s Day. 
Sport writers from all sec- 
tions of the country had the 
thrill of their career watch- 
ing a football game. Excite- 
ment coursed through the 
coolest and most experienced 
among that vast assemblage. 
All manner of comments were 
made before, during and after 
the game. It was my high 
privilege to get a peep behind 
the scenes, which might be 
worth recording. 

What was the secret of the 
success of the Notre Dame 
boys? The answer would be 
manifold from every possible 
and conceivable angle. The 
players, themselves, had one 
answer. They prayed and 
their prayers were heard. 
Cynics may smile ; the agnos- 
tic may be amused and the 
atheist may scoff, but the fact 
still remains — the Notre 
Dame College boys believe in 
the Living God. They have 
an intense devotion to our 
Blessed Lady, the Mother of 
God, and they prayed. 

They started their religious 
efforts on the morning of 
their arrival in Los Angeles, 
when, fasting, they pulled in 
at the depot, and were on 
their way, not to the hotel, 
but to St. Andrew’s Church 
in Pasadena. There the chap- 
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Mass, and 31 out of the 33 
players knelt at the altar rail 
for Holy Communion. On the 
morning of New Year’s, when 
I was privileged to be pres- 
j ent, everyone of those same 
husky lads were on then- 
knees at the altar rail receiv- 
ing Holy Communion, and 
asking God to bless them and 
hearken to their prayers for 
success. - 

Back of the lines during 
the last heat of the contest, 
and particularly during the 
awful scrimmage within one 
foot of the Notre Dame goal 
line, when all eyes were 
focused upon them, the Notre 
Dame College lads huddled 
behind their goal line for a 
brief conference. The spec- 
tators thought they were 
communicating football sig- 
nals. In reality, they were 
flooding the Heavens with 
Hail Marys, and so through 
the long gruelling hour and a 
half of that bitter fight, these 
Catholic college boys kept the 
faith and said their prayers. 
More especially for those of 
us who need the experience, 
they not only prayed before 
the game and during the 
game but after the game. 
Like the Samaritan leper, 
who was cleansed, they didn’t 
forget the prayer of thanks- 
giving, for as they left the 
stadium with the roar of 
their thousands of admirers 
in their ears, instead of going- 
directly to their hotel, they 
went by way of St. Andrew’s 
Church. There, in the dim 
twilight, before the altar, 
they offered up their hearts 
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We Catholic fathers and 
mothers ought to be proud of 
that type of college boy. The 
institution that developed 
that spirit has a right to be 
comforted beyond expression. 
So long as Catholic colleges 
can present that type of ath- 
letes, we need have no anxi- 
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It more than compensates 
the parents of today for the 
financial worry and anxiety 
with which they have to meet 
the heavy additional bills in- 
cident to sending their boy 
to Catholic colleges. The 
Catholic institution, on the 
other hand, which cannot de- 
velop that spirit, had better 
close its doors because with- 
out it, such college has lost 
its right to parental consider- 

It has been my privilege to 
see these East and West 
games played for many years. 

I have been identified with 
the Tournament of Roses in 
Pasadena for more than a 
generation, and I can safely 
say, as a Catholic and a 
father, that I never received 
so much genuine consolation 
as I experienced in watching 
these clean limbed, unpreten- 
tious, quiet mannered, gentle- 
manly college lads walk down 
the aisle of St. Andrew’s 
Church on New Year’s Day. 

God bless such lads, and 
may their tribe increase and 
multiply ! 

The academic record of 
Notre Dame is just as high 
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