iy LB, 29500 3p iit H ti a i if itl sia! . a : | i i (ii i huge shadagss i i uh ly if al i it ai 7 May 12, 1959 Dear Franicy Iem enclosing a copy of a letter I have just stink ou teas ieee I am sending it to you because I feel that I want you mon in charge of affairs to imow that Very sincerely yours, : ‘Birector of Physical Edusetion, POASAu | Varsity Basketball Coache May 12, 19396 : Dean we Be Stouffer, The Graduate School, University of Kansase I em enslosing a copy of a letter I have just written to Dean Selmeglers I am sending it to you because I feel that I wnt you men in charge of affeirs to lmow that ee ve appointments. With all good wishes, I am Very sincerely yours, trestor of Paysieal Hdusction, Director of Physical Education Varsity eeeirane Goache May 26, 1959. Thank you very much fer your thoughtfulmess in sending me a copy of the pamphlet, “Schools for Tomorrow*s Citizens". fron tine to tine, and are aimye Glad to read the : i Coaches 7 Songs * Summer Session University of Kansas Lawrence 1 CARRY ME BACK TO OLD VIRGINNY Carry me back to old Virginny There’s where the cotton and the corn and taters grow; There’s where the birds warble sweet in the spring- time, There’s where the old darkey’s heart am long’d to go. There’s where I labored so hard for old Massa, Day after day in the fields of yellow corn; No place on earth do I love more sincerely, Than old Virginny, the state where I was born. Chorus: Carry me back to old Virginny There’s where the cotton and the corn and taters grow; There’s where the birds warble sweet in the springtime, There’s where the old darkey’s heart am long’ ‘d to go. 2 ANNIE LAURIE Maxwelton’s braes are bonnie, Where early fa’s the dew, And ’twas there that Annie Laurie Gave me her promise true; Gave me her promise true, Which ne’er forgot will be, And for bonnie Annie Laurie, I’d lay me doon and dee. Her brow is like the snowdrift, Her throat is like the swan; Her face it is the fairest, That e’er the sun shone on; That e’er the sun shone on, And dark blue is her e’e, And for bonnie Annie Laurie, I’d lay me doon and dee. Like dew on th’ gowan lying Is th’ fa’ o’ her fairy feet, And like winds in summer sighing, Her voice is low and sweet; Her voice is low and sweet, And she’s a’ the world to me, And for bonnie Annie Laurie, I’d lay me doon and dee. 3 WHEN YOU AND I WERE YOUNG, MAGGIE I wandered today to the hill, Maggie, To watch the scene below, The creek and the old rusty mill, Maggie, Where we sat in the long, long ago. The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie, Where first the daisies sprung, The old rusty mill is still, Maggie, Since you and I were young. Chorus: And now we are aged and gray, Maggie, The trials of life nearly done, Let us sing of the days that are gone, Maggie, When you and I were young. They say I am feeble with age, Maggie, My steps are less sprightly than then; My face is a well-written page, Maggie, But time alone was the pen. They say we are aged and gray, Maggie, As spray by the white breakers flung, But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie, When you and I were young. 4 BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored. He has loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible, swift sword! His truth is marching on! Chorus: Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His Judg- ment seat. Oh, be swift my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant my feet! Our God is marching on! Chorus: 5 6 THERE’S A LONG, LONG TRAIL Nights are growing very lonely, Days are very long; I’m a-growing wearly only Listening for your song. Old remembrances are thronging Through my memory. Till it seems the world is full of dreams Just to call you back to me. Chorus: There’s a long, long trail a-winding Into the land of my dreams, Where the nightingales are singing And a white moon beams: There’s a long, long night of waiting Until my dreams all come true; Till the day when I'll be going down That long, long trail with you. OLD BLACK JOE Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are the friends from the cotton fields away; Gone from the earth to a better land I know, I hear their gentle voices calling: “Old Black Joe.” Chorus: I’m coming, I’m coming For my head is bending low; I hear their gentle voices calling, “Old Black Joe.” Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain? Why do I sigh that my friends come not again? Grieving for forms now departed long ago, I hear their gentle voices calling, “Old Black Joe.” Chorus: 7 OLD KENTUCKY HOME The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home, *Tis summer, the darkies are gay; The corn-top’s ripe and the meadow’s in the bloom, While the birds make music all the day; The young folks roll on the little cabin floor, All merry, all happy and bright; By’n bye hard times comes a knocking at the door, Then my old Kentucky home, good night! Chorus: Weep no more, my lady O weep no more today; We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home, For the old Kentucky home, far away. The head must bow and the back will have to bend, Wherever the darky may go; A few more days and the trouble all will end, In the field where the sugar-canes grow; A few more days for to tote the weary load, No matter, ’twill never be light; A few more days till we totter on the road, Then my old Kentucky home, good night! 8 GIVE YOURSELF A PAT ON THE BACK Chorus: - Give yourself a pat on the back Pat on the back, pat on the back, And say to yourself, ““Here’s jolly good health I’ve had a good day, today,” Yesterday was full of trouble and sorrow, Nobody knows what’s goin’ to happen tomorrow, So give yourself a pat on the back, Pat on the back, pat on the back, And say to yourself, “Here’s jolly good health I’ve had a good day today.” (Used by Permission of Stanley Bros. Inc.) 2 SHINE ON, HARVEST MOON Shine on, Shine on, Harvest Moon, up in the sky I ain’t had no lovin’ since January, February, June or July, Snow time ain’t no time to sit outdoors and spoon, So shine on, shine on, Harvest Moon, for me and my gal. (Used by Permission of the Remick Co., New York City) 10 OLD FOLKS AT HOME *Way down upon de Swanee River Far, far away, Dere’s wha my heart is turning ever, Dere’s wha de old folks stay. All up and down de whole creation, Sadly I roam, Still longing for de old plantation, And for de old folks at home. Chorus: All de world am sad and dreary, Everywhere I roam; Oh! darkies, how my heart grows weary, Far from de old folks at home. All roun’ de little farm I wandered, When I was young; Den many happy days I squander’d, Many de songs I sung. When I was playing with my brother, Happy was I; Oh! take me to my kind old mother, There let me live and die. Chorus: 11 BELIEVE ME IF ALL THOSE ENDEARING YOUNG CHARMS Believe me if all those endearing young charms Which I gaze on so fondly today, Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms, Like fairy gifts, fading away; Thou would’st still be adored as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will; And around the dear ruin, each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still! It is not while beauty and youth are thine own And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear, That the fervor and faith of a soul can be known, To which time will but make thee more dear! No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close; As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose! 12 JUANITA Soft o’er the fountain, Ling’ring falls the southern moon; Far o’er the mountain, Breaks the day too soon! In thy dark eyes’ splendor, Where the warm light loves to dwell, Weary looks, yet tender, Speak their fond farewell. Nita! Juanita! Ask thy soul if we should part! Nita! Juanita! Lean thou on my heart. When in thy dreaming Moons like these shall shine again, And daylight beaming, Prove thy dreams are vain, Wilt thou not, relenting, For thine absent lover sigh? In thy heart consenting To a prayer gone by? Nita! Juanita! Let me linger by thy side! Nita! Juanita! Be my own Fair Bride. 13 MOTHER MACHREE There’s a spot in me heart which no colleen may own, There’s a depth in me soul never sounded or known; There’s a place in my mem’ry, my life, that you fill, No other can take it, no one ever will. Chorus: Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair, And the brow that’s all furrowed and wrinkled with care. I ksiss the dear fingers, so toil-worn for me, Oh! God bless you and keep you, Mother Machree! 14 SUNRISE AND YOU Sunrise and you, and the soft morning dew, Like the tears on your cheek when we parted. My fond heart awakes when the glorious day breaks, For the sunrise reminds me of you. (Used by Permission of M. Whitmark & Sons) 15 16 AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain. America! America! God shed His grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea. O beautiful for pilgrim feet Whose stern impassioned stress A thoroughfare for freedom beat Across the wilderness. America! America! God mend thine ev’ry flaw, Confirm thy soul in self-control, Thy liberty in law. O beautiful for patriot dream That sees beyond the years Thine alabaster cities gleam Undimmed by human tears. America! America! God shed His grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea. STARS OF THE SUMMER NIGHT Stars of the summer night, Far in yon azure deeps Hide, hide your golden light, She sleeps, my lady sleeps; She sleeps, she sleeps, my lady sleeps. Moon of the summer night, Far down yon western steeps, Sink, sink in silver light, She sleeps, my lady sleeps; She sleeps, she sleeps, my lady sleeps. Dreams of the summer night, Tell her, her lover keeps Watch while, in slumber light, She sleeps, my lady sleeps; She sleeps, she sleeps, my lady sleeps. AG — 17 THE BELLS OF ST. MARY’S The bells of St. Mary’s at sweet eventide Shall call me beloved, to come to your side, And out in the valley in sound of the sea, I know you'll be waiting, yes waiting for me. Refrain: The Bells of St. Mary’s Ah! hear they are calling The young loves—the true loves— Who come from the sea, And so my beloved, When red leaves are falling, The love-bells shall ring out—tring out For you and me. 18 THE HOME ROAD Sing a Hymn of Freedom, Fling the banner high! Sings the songs of Liberty, Songs that shall not die. Refrain: For the long, long road to Tipperary Is the road that leads me home. O’er hills and plains, By lakes and lanes, My Woodlands! My Cornfields! My Country! My Home! In the quiet hours Of the starry night Dream the dreams of far away Homes fires burning bright. Refrain: 9 ROSES OF PICARDY Roses are shining in Picardy, In the hush of the silver dew, Roses are flow’ring in Picardy, But there’s never a rose like you. And the roses will die with the summer time, And our roads may be far apart, But there’s one rose that dies not in Picardy! ’Tis the rose that I keep in my heart. (Used by Permission of Chappell-Harms Inc.) 20 SANTA LUCIA Now ’neath the silver moon Ocean is glowing, O’er the calm billow Soft winds are blowing; Here balmy breezes blow, Pure joys invite us And as we gently row, All things delight us. Chorus: Hark, how the sailor’s cry Joyously echoes nigh; Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Home of fair Poesy, Realm of pure Harmony, Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! When o’er thy waters Light winds are playing Thy spell can soothe us, All care allaying; To thee, sweet Napoli What charms are given, Where smiles creation, Toil blest by heaven. Chorus: A PERFECT DAY When you come to the end of a perfect day, And you sit alone with your thought, While the chimes ring out with a carol gay, For the joy that the day has brought, Do you think what the end of a perfect day Can mean to a tired heart, When the sun goes down with a flaming ray, And the dear friends have to part? Well, this is the end of a perfect day, Near the end of the journey, too; But it leaves a thought that is big and strong, With a wish that is kind and true. For mem’ry has painted this perfect day With colors that never fade, And we find, at the end of a perfect day, The soul of a friend we’ve made. 22 HOME ON THE RANGE Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam, Where the deer and the antelope play, Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day. Chorus: Home, home on the range, Where the deer and the antelope play; Where seldom is heard A discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day. How often at night when the heavens are bright, With the lights from the glittering stars, Have I stood here amazed, and asked as I gazed If their glory exceeds that of ours. Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sand Flows leisurely down the stream, Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along Like a maid in a heavenly dream; Then I would not exchange my home on the range, Where the deer and the antelope play, Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day. Chorus: a JEANNIE I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair Borne like a vapor on the summer air I see her tripping where the bright streams play Happy as the daisies that dance on her way. Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour Many were the blythe birds that warbled them o’er. Oh, I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair Floating like a vapor on the soft summer air. I sigh for Jeannie but her light form strayed Far from the fond heart round her native glade, Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown, Flown like the visions that have cheered us and gone. Now the nodding wild flowers may wither on the shore While her gentle fingers will pluck them no more; Oh, I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair Floating like a vapor on the soft summer air. 24 FLOW GENTLY, SWEET AFTON Flow gently, sweet Afton, amang thy green braes; Flow gently, I’ll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Mary’s asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds from the hill, Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny dell, Thou green-crested lap-wing, thy screaming forbear, I charge you, disturb not my slumbering fair. Thy crystal stream Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides! How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As, gath’ring sweet flow’ rets, she stems thy clear wave! Flow gently, sweet Afton, amang thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays: My Mary’s asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. 25 DRINK TO ME ONLY WITH THINE EYES Drink to me only with thine eyes And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss within the cup, And I'll not ask for wine; The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove’s nectar sip I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much hon’ring thee As given in the hope that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon did’st only breathe, And send’st it back to me, Since when it grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. 26 SUNRISE Dear one the world is waiting for the sunrise; Ev’ry rose is heavy with dew The thrust on high, his sleepy mate is calling And my heart is calling you! (Used by Permission of Chappell-Harms Inc.) 27 BY THE WATERS OF MINNETONKA Moon Dear—How near Your Soul—divine Sun Deer—No fear In heart of mine. Skies blue—o’er you, Look down in love; Waves bright—give light As on they move. Hear thou—My vow To live to die Moon Dear—Thee near Beneath this sky. 28 NEAPOLITAN NIGHTS Oh, nights of splendor Your charms so tender Make love surrender Till stars are gone; Oh, nights of laughter, Though tears come after, Love’s regrets, love forgets when comes the dawn. Fair Naples sleeping, A virgil keeping, While stars are weeping, As they depart; Dawn bells are pealing While night is stealing To its nest, lulled to rest within my heart. (Copyrighted by Sam Fox Publishing Co., 1925) 29 SOMEWHERE A VOICE IS CALLING Dusk, and the shadows falling O’er land and sea; Somewhere a voice is calling, Calling me! Dusk, and the shadows falling O’er land and sea; Somewhere a voice is calling, Calling me! Night and the stars are gleaming Tender and true; Dearest, my heart in dreaming, Dreaming of you! Night and the stars are gleaming Tender and true; Dearest, my heart in dreaming, Dreaming of you! (Used by Permission of T. B. Harms & Francis, Day & Hunter, Inc.) 30 31 I'M A JAYHAWK Talk about the Sooners The Aggies and the Braves, Talk about the Tiger and his tail,— Talk about the Huskers, Those old Cornhuskin’ boys, But I’m a bird to make ’em weep and wail. Chorus: "Cause I’m a Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, Jayhawk Up at Lawrence on the Kaw— Cause I’m a Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, Jayhawk, With a sis-boom, hip hoorah. Got a bill that’s long enough To twist the Tiger’s tail, Husk some corn and listen To the Cornhusker’s wail— Cause I’m a Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, Jayhawk, Riding on a Kansas gale. Looking down the Valley, The lord of all he views, The Jayhawk sees some tombstones in the vale— The Tiger and the Sooner, The Husker and the Brave— And he’s the bird that made them kick the pail. ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee All thro’ the night; Guardian angels God will send thee, All thro’ the night. Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, Hill and vale in slumber steeping, I my loving virgil keeping All thro’ the night. While the moon her watch is keeping All thro’ the night; While the weary world is sleeping All thro’ the night. O’er thy spirit gently stealing, Visions of delight revealing, Breathes a pure and holy feeling, All thro’ the night. ener te atta > ———————-_-- 32 AULD LANG SYNE Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never bro’t to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne? Chorus: For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne; We'll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet For auld lang syne. And here’s a hand, my trusty frien’ And gie’s a hand o’ thine; We'll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet, For auld lang syne. Chorus: 33 LOVE’S OLD SWEET SONG Once in the dear dead days beyond recall When on the world the mists began to fall, Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng Low to our hearts love sang an old sweet song; And in the dusk, where fell the fire-light gleam, Softly it wove itself into our dream. Refrain: ' Just a song at twilight, ° When the lights are low; And the flick’ring shadows Softly come and go; Tho’ the heart be weary, Sad the day and long; Still to us at twilight, Comes love’s old song, Comes love’s old sweet song. Even today we hear love’s song of yore, Deep in our hearts it dwells forevermore; | Footsteps may falter, weary grow the way, Still we can hear it at the close of day; So till the end, when life’s dim shadows fall, Love will be found the sweetest song of all. Refrain: April 24, 1939, Dean Re As Schwegier, ee ° Sehool of Education, University of Kansase Doar Dean Sctmegler: pat 3. eek Wen-ie ee Sek eal ee ek et teaching schedule is being disrupted very badly by the intrusion of the high school band people here in the gyummsiw,. | You wit? Yeumibei thet lest year I mnde-At 0 point thet y teachers in this department ware caning to me protesting vohonert- ae aol Mab tnily chasing Walt Snounedsona, tert testimg them out in this buildings Qne cannot think, let alone hear, in all parts of the See es ce eee ee ee ee gymmasiun, <= so that this intrusion will not happen next yeare - | st thise Well, thet is would be and I eheck to | and Very cordially yours, We are trying to make good mer a very difficult situation a with Dean | aed oH nL I ask and - ‘Direstor of Physical Education, — Varsity Basketball Coache FCAsAH a - a j Hits is “fe | ie $i ! i Ue ey ib ue ‘ily i if Tk a a i jai i nay i MY is “fis” “fe i Ai il yours, Director of Physics Education, Varsity Basketball Coach, March 17, 1959 Dear Sir: As has been a custom in the past, the Owl Society is requesting the cooperation of the racuity of the University in picking the outstanding sophomore men for consideration as candidates for membership in the society. Because members are selected for this junior men's honorary organization on the basis of their scholastic recorus, extra-curricular activities, and general excellence of character, the present Owl Society feels that the deans of the various schools are in a position to bring quaiified men to our attentione Would you please till out the enclosed blank with a list of the sophomore men who, in your opinion, are qualified for membership, together with whe reasons for your ehoice? Scholastic record and extra-curricular activities should be included in the reasons for your choice of each mane If you have information concerning any potentiai candidate outside your school, feel free to include his name among your nominations. Since the final seiections must be maae detore the Raster vacation please return your List py campus mail before Saturday, March 25, to tne Owl Society in care of Henry Werner, men ‘students! advisor. As you must realize, your cooperation in this matter is of vital importance to the Owl Society and will ve deeply appreciateds Yours very truly; He Brewster Powers President Shred ~Faue Bave> Edward Lane Davis Secretary, SCHOOL OF EDUCATION The following ten persons have made conspicuously praise- worthy improvement in their fall term grades as compared with last spring. We wish to commend them publicly. 17 @©AR2 BE BERRA ¢ Monte Merkel Russell Sehon Ralph Dugan William Beven Louise Barackman Curtice Jenkins Fdward Suagee Ralph Schaeke Robert Charlton Paul Masoner pial THE UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS SCHOOL OF EDUCATION LAWRENCE OFFICE OF THE DEAN April 11, 1939 Dr. Forrest C. Allen 105 Robinson Gymnasium The University of Kansas My dear Dr. Allen: Thanks for your note concerning Dr. Kistler and Mr. Hinman, I am glad you are keeping an ear to the ground. Sincerely yours, etary. ond A. Schwegler Dean ny RW To all members of the teaching staff School of Education Please announce to all classes: A very important convocation of all students enrolled in classes in Education will be held in Fraser Theater, Friday, March 31, at four p. m. Prospective teachers should not fail to attend this meeting. As one aspect of their professional training all students will be expected to be present. Superintendent L, W. King, State Superintendent of Education, Jefferson City, f Missouri, will discuss the relation of teachers to the State Department of Education. santas Sh SRN ROARS Enemas Maes GeeE S e Will each member of the instructional staff also cell attention a to the Educational Conference programs for Saturday, April 1, as i indicated on the printed program which accompanies this announce- ment? Sincerely yours, = YHA. 2a aN aeias iste ; og a 6 1d San frtrlnge : Xs Be is as Frere gee a : A Be | | | pe: | | | < cw | O 8 ; pts a io. s) A$ An ' eC : mah r wets : e i BE: 3 : q F | J} of | | \ | : “This comnittee met at 3:30 on Monday afternoon, with De Je Willcuts in chargee They agreed to arrive at the gymnasium a little before 7 o'clock Wednesday evening to greet the students and faculty | at the door when’ they come to the party, and some of the committee members plan to circulate on both floors and get people. started in the various activities. Prof. Russell appreciated your thoughtfulness in not asking him to attend the committee meetinge He is sure he understands the function of this committee and will be glad to cooperate with the other members at the party. ee AH 4 The roaming soctel committee Aha! athe: Dr. 2. C. Allen. ‘Peis ean : Dorothy Jeane eHicute Virginia Steutter 7175 Mergeret Shirling w& TS , Frank Anneberg Robert Laing Fe O- Russell UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS Lawrence March 13, 1939 TO ALL PHYSICAL EDUCATION MAJORS: Y 0 U « are invited to attend the Annual Spring: ee ee Te ee Party of the School of Education to be held in Robinson Gym Wednesday evening, March 15, from 7 to 10 pete: REMEMBER = this is your departments mest You are a major in Physical Education, and we expect you not only to a ttend the party, but to turn the full power of your personality on your fellsw students... You will have a dandy time, and we don want you to miss it, We are counting on yous. Cordially yours, . Dandie Director of Physical Education Varsity Basketball Coachs PLUASE AWIOUNCS Ili YOUR CLASSES s The Sehool of Education will have its first Ammal Spring — Party noxt Wednesday, at Robinson Gymmasium from 7«10 P, 1, All students onrolled in the School of Education and There will be games of all sorts, plenty to do, and fun as you like it, Com and enjoy it. BATS WILL BE OW THE TOUSE, March 11, 193%. Dean Re Ase Schwegler, School of Education, University of Kansase Dens _— rn an enclosing copy of a letter I have Gaited Gia. eae ee, occa eee ae ee This cane in answer to on the job analysis survey. I Shae is sembihnah tea eel Sideouaatng infommtion, and wanted you to seo ite The retums are eming in fine on these all this data end send you a digest of it same tine laters Very sincerely yours, Director of Physical Education, FCAsAH Varsity Basketball Coach.