UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
The official paper of the University of Kansas.
EDITORIAL STAFF:
EDITORIAL STAFF
Louis
George Mansell
George Mansell
Managing Editor
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CLARK         WALLACE       Circulation Manager
M. D. BARK       Circulation Manager
Entered as second-class mail matter September 17, 1910, at the postoffice at Lawrence, Kansas, under the act of March 3, 1879.
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MONDAY, FEBRUARY 19, 1912
POOR RICHARD SAYS:
One today is worth two tomorrow
WE NEED YOU
The Daily Kansan needs more re porters.
Several weeks ago the urgent need for more representatives in the various Schools was explained, but it seems that a great majority of the student body disregarded the call.
At the present time the Daily Kansan force in inadequate to "cover the hill in the way it should be covered." This difficulty can be overcome if several enterprising students will give a few hours of their time each week in getting the news. We need reporters.
If you have had some newspaper experience, a little work-out on the Daily will help you to brush up on the fine points of the game, and if you have had no experience, your college education will not be complete without a few month's work as a "cub."
No matter from what School o department you come, we want you Will you help?
THE GLEE CLUB
The University Glee club leaves today on the first important tour that any University organization has ever taken. A group of men who can really sing, they are eminently fitted to carry University life and Kansas individuality to the brethren in the West.
The trip to California is the biggest advertisement the University has had in years. All the West will know of the tour of the singers from Kansas. Their behavior, as well as their ability to entertain, will be watched.
The concerts given last week by the club showed that it is by far the best that the University has ever produced. It is proper, therefore that these excellent gleemen be selected, from a number of competitive clubs, by the Santa Fe railway as entertainers in its reading rooms from Kansas to the Western coast.
It is incumbent upon the gleemer to guard their actions so that no carping critic can point a finger of accusation at any member of the club. Let them carry the message to the West that Kansas does something besides instructing her men in books. Let them show the West that at the University of Kansan are educated—that they become acquainted with books, but at the same time acquire a culture that makes them at all times gentlemen
EXERCISE FOR ALL
One of the great problems of the modern educational institution is how to bring all, and not a part, of the students to take systematic exercise. The tendency is to overemphasize athletics for students who are naturally strong and healthy, and to neglect those who are weak and who really need abundant exercise.
To students who are acquainted with the situation, there is nothing surprising in the recent statement by
Dr. Naismith that not more than half of the students in the University of Kansas take exercise in the gymnasium. Anyone who is even occasionally in the gymnasium comes to recognize the faces of a little band of healthy, red-blooded students who seem to constitute, as it were, the excuse for that fine building and its equipment. They frequent the gym and partake of its advantages Some, it is true, seem to overdo the matter of physical exercise at the expense of their regular class-work but most of them are sufficiently moderate.
There are, then, those students who frequent the gym, and those students who take exercise occasionally. There are others—and they are numerous, too—who never look inside the gym. These are the ones that need to be warned. They are not all weak, unhealthy creatures, but the weak, unhealthy creatures are amongst them, at least, and not amongst the more athletic students.
Here is a big splendid gymnasium for your use. If you haven't been taking exercise, you had better begin immediately. You can't tell when you will have a physical breakdown because of physical inactivity. Besides, the gym work will make your blood really circulate as it should. Sluggishness will be banished, and your mental efficiency will be increased more than enough to repay you for your time.
DON'T GO!
Another thought for today. Why is it that so many of the spectators at the basket-ball games leave before the game is over? At the game last Friday evening people commenced to leave the building at least six or seven minutes before the end of the game, just because it was certain that Kansas would win.
There is always the utmost courtesy due the team that visits us for a friendly contest in athletics. We ought to show the same degree of respect for these visitors that we would if they were visitors in our own homes. This spirit of courtesy ought to make every person remain in his seat until the last whistle is blown.
And besides, to act otherwise shows little regard for the home team.
JUST LIKE FATHER
William had just returned from college, resplendent in pep-top trousers, silk hosiery, a fancy waistcoat and a necktie that spoke for itself. He entered the library where his father was reading. The old gentleman looked over the surveyed his son. The longer he looked the more disgusted he became.
"Son," he finally blurted out, "you look like a d—— foul!"
Later the old Major who lived next door came in and greeted the boy heartily. "William," he said, with undisguised admiration, "you look exactly like your father did twenty-five years when he came back from school!"
"Yes," replied William, with a smile,
"so father was just telling me."—
Everybody's.
AN EDITORIAL BY MR. AESOP
GAUNT Wolf was almost dead with hunger when he happened to meet a House-dog who was passing by. "Ah, Cousin," said the Dog, "I knew how it would be; your irregular life will soon be the ruin of WILLOW. You don't work steadily as I do, and get your food regularly to you?"
"Oh, it is nothing," said the Dog "That is only the place where the collar put on you to night to keep me chained up, it is a bit, but one soon gets used to it."
So the Wolf and the Dog went to there, where the Wolf noticed that the bar on a certain part of the Dog's neck was very much worm away, so he asked him what did he do?
"I would have no objection," said the Wolf, "if I could only get a place." " arrange that for you," said the Dog. "I should master you and you shall share my work."
"Is that all?" said the Wolf. "Then
it's fine." But the dog bitterly
"better store sleep then be fat show."
For His Alma Mater
By Ing. D. Carson
NEAR the west gate of the university, almost under the caves of the Administration building, stands an ancient apothecary's shop, roofted with moss, many-times repaired with aged slabs, mildewed and weathered. Struggling upward, a story-and-half, the frameworkstands like an old soldier, with shoulders squared, but twisted with pain, and uncertain of footing. A misty shop window filters the sun's rays by day, and at night transmits two dusty bands of red and green.
Within this crazy relic of bygone frame construction there used to toil a man as strange and as frowsy as his surroundings. Abijah Newlin, the apothecary's clerk, was a near-sighted methodical person of thirty-eight, who had great, red knuckles, and played the fute. No effort was ever expended by him in dressing the window or arranging the bottles big and little to the best advantage. Abijah had a soul above the details of commerce, for as far back as memory would take him he had longed to practice medicine among people of his own company. It were people of his own conception of the man's life, that, and to play the fute. With the latter business he had made some progress, but with the former, ambition had been governed by circumstances over which he had attempted all his life to gain control, and failed. His spirit had never wavered through all the years; he looked upon the university as his alma mater; he was a part of it all.
Abijah was a person of some independence, for his master, becoming wealthy in the village, from the discovery of certain infallible cures, had transferred the major part of his activities to a fruit farm that lay at a distance. Abijah conducted the business as before, devoting the hours from sun-up until curew bell to the service of his employer and the public. That term comprised besides the villagers, for whom he held a secret and profound contempt, students in the university, stern-faced faculty members, learned in every science under the sun, and once Abijah remembered it well, with a glow of pride that set him all ashake, the president of the university himself.
When Abijah was twenty-four, he had enrolled in the university hoping to find the means of continuing his studies by working a part of the time in the little shop at the wate, gate, and by finding harder and better-paying employment elsewhere during the summer vacations. He had planned the whole scheme; at thirty he would relocate to the doctor's degree, the thought made him tremble even yet. But as days, and months, and semesters of the old university went by, difficulties arose to thwart the most careful of his plans.
Illness and financial troubles at home compelled him to rely more and more upon his own efforts. Slowly he was forced to drop subject after subject from his course, employing the additional time thus gained at the little apothecary's shop. With the semester half gone, Abijah found himself withdrawn from every college activity save the student orchestra, where he sat among the wood-winds, purring softly as he played. At the end of the semester a card was mailed to Abijah Newlin stating that he had received one credit from the university for devoting an hour a week to the student orchestra.
The second year in the college town was a busier one for Abijah than had been his first, and he even found it impossible to retain his position in the orchestra. His employer's remedies were becoming so popular the country round that Abijah and a lad of the village were busy six nights in the week bottling and packing orders for the following day.
Although the semesters filed by and Abijah's chance to continue his college work grew less bright, he seen just as often at the campus sports and activities. In the room overlooking the campus wall he played again and again the little tril that had been his solo in a university symphony long ago. As he busied about the stained prescription case, he was often reminded of the credit he had won, and often would he pause and study the little card that had found its way to a place of safety within the glass case of the chemist's balance. The spirit of the university man was strong within the heart of Abijah Newlin, and he made the campus his playground, when he might find time for a stroll in the evening or perhaps three delightful hours upon Sunday afternoons.
had long ago found a place with dreams of a diploma and friends among the
Abijah started out one evening upon his customary tramp across the campus. Passing north between the college wall and the administration building he noticed that the president was working late. Abijah wished that he might know the president, but that had long ago found a place with dreams
My heart leaps up when I behold a rainbow in the sky; So was it when my life began, so is it now I am a man, So is it shall grow old, or let me die! The child is father of the Man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety, our joy.
THE RAINBOW
students. The blind was nearly drawn at the president's window, but the strong band of light that could be seen told of a night meeting of importance. Perhaps a new ruling was under consideration, a ruling that would affect the undergraduates. Abijah wondered the matter, for student affairs were still the big item of his reflections, and he felt a personal concern in the light and its meaning. He thought of the sad case of the president's son, a 'ne'er-dowell, who everyone distrusted but forebore to show it out of a great respect for the elder man. Abijah wondered if some further secapade of the youth was cause for the president's vigil, and passed on.
At the north corner of the building, Newlin saw a man slip noiselessly from one tree to another. From his clothes, he judged him to be a student, possibly out for a lark, and awaiting an opportunity to paint his class numerals on the college wall. Abijah remembered the numerals of his own class, and chuckled; fear of rebuff prevented him from offering to give this fellow-student a hand up the wall, or to hold the paint pot for him. So he passed on along the well-known walks past the music building, past Gilbert and Stockley halls, and then down a long path to the stadium, erected on the side of the old bleachers where years before by sheer breadth of back, and will to do, he had supported a section of plank seats while a score of screaming girls had scrambled in safety before the crazy affair collapsed.
Turning again, he returned slowly to the west gate. Coming along the wall he heard someone in rockeless tones, a voice hoarse and throaty, exhorting another, daring somebody to do something then and there. Abijah feared that some village loafer unable to gain admittance to the store was preparing to damage the building. Quickening his long stride, he ran around the end of the administration building, and stopped still.
The president's blind was rolled clear of the casement; the swinging window stood wide and the voice he had heard raised in anger, came from within. Abijah drew himself up to a level with the sill and looked in him. He was not sure that he had seen aright, and after a moment of wondering he looked again. The president, seated at his desk, was staring at up the speaker, who swayed from side to side as he shouted at the man before him. Abijah threw a great, lank leg over the sill and drew himself into the room; the young man before him was the renegade son. Without a word the president arose and pointed to the door; his visitor lurched forward and Abijah saw the president, his president, struck in the face and sent white and dazed into the great arm chair from which he had arisen. The assailant dropped backward and picked up a cut-glass instand that stood upon a table. At that moment Abijah sprang into the room, swelling the man off the floor and flung him with all his might. The flying body struck a panel of the wainscoth head-on; turned over twice, and lay still.
Running to the president, Abijah helped him to rise, fetching a glass of water from a pitcher near by as the gray-haired man regained his feet. As the president took the glass, both turned toward the senseless body. The fellow lay spread out like a letter X, with his hat jammed over his eyes. Abijah noticed that his clothes were of college cut. Swiftly he stooped and laid his hand over the heart of the prostitute man; for an instant he fancied that he would be soldiered away, then all was still. Abijah arrose, removed his hat, and bowed his head as the president advanced with out-stretched hand.
"My dear sir," said the president huskily, "you have taken a great load from my mind. I am grateful for your timely assistance. Had you not intervened, I should have been obliged to kill him myself."
OLD FRIENDS IN VERSE
Rather than have their hair clipped as a punishment for shaving the heads of a number of freshmen, three hundred students of Louisiana State University went on a strike and the institution closed.
The year's at the spring
And day's at the morn—
Morning's at seven
The hillside's dew-peared;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his heaven—
All's right with the world.
-ROBERT BROWNING.
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John Herman came to Lawrence years ago without any money to start in business, but he knew how to make horse collars. He began work in a small way. He made good collars that sold themselves, because they had John Herman's word behind them. His business grew. Today he has a large three story factory working to the limit of its capacity. He is a heavy owner of Lawrence real estate.
That's just one little tale of business success in Lawrence. There are many others. Opportunity is just as great today as ever. Lawrence industries have a way of getting bigger and richer. And there is room for more.
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Every student in the University should see the paintings on exhibition in the Administration building.
ED ANDERSON
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