FEATURES ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY -NINE
BEAUTIES ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY- O NE
In planning the annual Beauty Contest, which is sponsored by the Mirabilia each year, the officials of the 1928 Mirabilia spared no effort in making this year's beauty pageant one of the most striking events of the college year, and easily the most satisfactory Beauty Contest yet held. Asa W. Reese, Editor, had secured the services of Arthur William Brown, internationally known artist and judge at the Atlantic City Beauty Pageant, to act as judge. However, at the last minute Mr. Brown was taken ill and it was impossible for him to be present at the judging. The Beauty Ball was continued, however, and Mayor W. E. Neal, of Huntington, chose five well known Huntingtonians to elect the Beauty Queen of Marshall College. Out of the ten beauties nominated by the student body two weeks before, the Beauty Queen was chosen on the night of February 24th, Miss Betty Jones of Ashland, Ky., receiving the unanimous vote of the five judges. The ten contestants for the honors of Beauty Queen of Marshall College were : Miss Betty Jones Miss Mary Moore Love Miss Selma Dunn Miss Dorothy Coberly Miss Thelma Price Miss Betty Bouldin Miss Alice Schweitzer Miss Rosemary Hall Miss Frances Dillman Miss Eloise Magee O NE HUNDRED EI GHTY-TWO
MISS BETTY JONES Ashland, Ky. O NE HUND.RED EIGHTY-THREE
O "I E HUNDRED E /GHTY-FOUR <I, -
HUMOR ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY-FIVE
LET US SMILE The thing that goes the farthest towards making life worth while, That costs the least and does the most, is just a pleasant smile. The smile that bubbles from a heart that loves its fellowmen Will drive away the cloud of gloom and coax the sun again, It's full of worth and goodness, too, with manly kindness blent It's worth a million dollars, and doesn't cost a cent. There is no room for sadness when we see a cheery smile; It always has the same good look-it's never out of style- It nerves us on to try again when failure makes us blue; The dimples of encouragement are good for me and you. It pays a higher interest for it is merely lent- It's worth a million dollars, and doesn't cost a cent. A smile comes very easy-you can wrinkle up with cheer A hundred times before you can squeeze out a soggy tear. It ripples, moreover, to the heart strings that will tug, And always leaves an echo that is very like a hug. So smile away. Folks understand what by a smile is meant, It's worth a million dollars, and doesn't cost a cent. -Baltimore American. "Don't you think he has high ideals?" "Yeah-so high they're out of his reach." He: "Doesn't it thrill you to know that you're soon to become a bride?" She: "Usually." Frosh: Soph: "Im looking for a snap course." "Have you thought about rubber band manufacturing?" Vaudevillian: "Say, Kid, I pulled a line when we was playing Columbus that panicked 'em." The Other Ham: "Yes you did! What was it?" Vaude: "I just came out and said 'Folks, the theatre's on fire'." Gin and Latin, song and classes, Football, sin and celebration, Coeds, autos, flunks and passes, -Here's to college education! Mrs. Pluto McGoofey says that the only time her husband outsmarts her is while he has the hives. O NE HUNDRED EIGHTY - SIX
"It seems to me there's a lot of lame verse in this book." "Well, what do you expect in limp leather?" "Do you really think there is danger in kissing?" "Wait'll I sneak upstairs and find out if dad is really asleep." A new skycraper in Detroit will be known as the Book Building. This name is appropriate as it has eighty-five floors which is a lot of stories. "Did you ever try to squeeze seven in a Ford coupe?" "What do you think I am, an octopus?" She comes from a family of undertakers-they're the burys. Over the wire: "Give me the city zoo." Operator: "The lion is busy." Waiter: "Yes sir, those are the very best eggs we have had for a year!" Diner: "Huh-well, gimme two that you've had only about six months." "I hear the lion's hair is falling out." "Yes, that's his mane trouble." "What do the 'X's' at the end of a letter stand for?" "Don't be a dumb-bell all your life. That's where the bodies were found." "That was a nice little party you held last night." "I'll say she was." "You say that Pat made his money in oil?" "Yes, he had a barber shop on the edge of the campus." "Does Tom know anything about necking?" "Not even a joke." "Mother, I want to get married." "No, my dear, you are not wise enough." "When shall I be wise enough?" "When you get over the idea that you want to get married." O N E HU N D RED EIGHTY-SEVE N
THE SWAN SONG All is quiet in room thirteen. The race is done ; we have finished the course. The click-click of a worn typewriter is all that can be heard as this last piece of copy is being turned out before the printer turns on our body with sticks and stones-a weary life, that of an editor! With some. misgivings, yet with an indefatigable pride, "The 1928 Mirabilia" goes to press. It has been our very best effort and with tired body, sore spirit, neglected studies, and few friends, our bewildered thoughts turn to pleasant days ahead. Be lenient with your adverse criticisms; we are but mortal! Some have helped us; some have not. May we thank those who have been so considerate of our wants. We thank Dr. Morris P. Shawkey for his every council and suggestion; Hon. Dwight W. Morrow for his best wishes and aid; Dr. W. E. Neal, mayor of Huntington, for his interest and support. Our only desire is that we have not fallen below their expectations. May the work which is completed meet with favor. The last notes of the song are dying out. One long low swell sends back a faltering echo. That note shall live forever. My memory shall hold it fast. THE EDITOR. O NC: H U Nu~ED EIGHTY-EIGHT