UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
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WEDNESDAY, MARCH 20, 1912.
POOR RICHARD SAYS.
BOOK AGENTS AGAIN
One more of the many manifestations of spring is at hand—that ancient, threadbare feature, one might almost say worm-eaten feature, the book agent, is abroad and has begun to ply his trade among the students
The freshmen are the usual prey for the book agent. His tale of vast fortunes made in a single summer with comparatively little effort often finds a ready listener in the first year man. The work is all easy, everyone will buy your book—that is what people are for, to buy books from college students making their way through school—and every student returns in the fall with lots of money and experience in meeting people.
Nothing is ever said of those who fail to develop the "gift of gab", who return early in the summer from their experience trip. Those times when book agents' credit or better still, lack of credit, forces the salesman to hock his all in order to buy something to eat, those times are not mentioned.
Although all companies securing student workers are censored and passed by the employment bureau of the Young Men's Christian Association, the job hunter is advised to use care and judgment before entering the book selling business. Some men are phenomenons and make a brilliant success—they are the kind who can sell anything to anyone—but the most of us are not so constructed and perhaps an appreciation of that fact may aid many freshmen in their decisions not to enter into the literary profession.
This year's graduating class will hear a famous commencement speaker, Mabie.
INVESTIGATE THE ANNUAL?
INVESTIGATE THE ANNUAL?
Only two weeks ago an investigation of the finances of the senior annual was started. Plans there were for a re-organization to allow the class a better check upon the expenditures, and a committee was appointed to look into affairs and make a report sometime, perhaps.
What has come of this investigation? What have the investigators found out? What are the plans formulated for a new organization in the money spending department of the Jayhawk?
Nothing,—nothing has been done nothing found out—no plans for reform drawn up.
The management of the book disclaims any knowledge of being investigated. Certainly the active men in this bit of research work can not expect to meet in a room, air and discuss their various views on annuals, and draw up plans of their own for the financial management They certainly will not keep their findings a secret—the management of the book has been working for more than half a year on just this point and perhaps it would appreciate a little advice
But, evidence goes to show that
not even such meetings as these have been held. It is admitted that there is an opportunity here for improvement of the senior publication so why not follow the original move up, prosecute it to the end, till the truth is known and the best method of financial management resolver upon?
The University entomologist, by scientific management hiked the price of apples to $3.00 per bushel. Students ought to see to it that the University carpenter doesn't fool with the cost of board.
Declaring that those sweet young fledglings turned out of the college nest every June are as demoralizing to American labor as low-grade immigrants from the dumps of Europe, Prof. Vladimir Karapetoff, of Cornell University, bulges into print with a recommendation that college graduates organize unions for their protection against the grasping corporation that would crush their proud spirits with low wages. "Tis a grand idea, and the wonder is that nobody thought of it before. Once the scheme is worked out the students will be laid right locals organized throughout the land, the shame of Princeton, so recently announced to the world—the $6-a-week graduate—will become a thing of the past. It is a movement quite in keeping with the times.
THE BRAIN TRUST.
The professor urges the collegians to enforce their demands for what is commonly termed "good money" by strikes, lockouts, blacklists, and other devices. Such methods, he claims, are necessary to prevent the college man from crowding the hod carrier to the wall, so to speak, and taking bread from the mouth of the day laborer. Hereafter all that the class poet of "Siwash" will have to do will be to present his diploma to the editor of Nobody's Magazine, demand a job, and enforce the claim by threat of calling out the poets' union in a body on a strike. Every college man will start working for $25,000 a year, and will be sweet and lovely. No more will the hero of a hundred gridirons have to take a job as a bank runner at 30 bones per month. The old theory that the college man has to learn a business just like anybody else is about to receive one grand wallpapr. Professor, a little slow music, please!-Washington Post
HARVARD AND THE OPERA.
The Harvard Crimson has been bestowed the undergraduates about their implicit interests.
In all the large university cities of Los Angeles there is a close connection between the students and the opera. The students are allowee seats at reduced rates, form a large proportion of the audience, and get a great deal of education in that way. Here we have a university, and an opera near by, but the opportunity of bringing about close relations between the two has been neglected. The reason is evident: college men cannot afford to pay the full price for tickets. As a result they cannot go, and thus not only they lose a great opportunity for education, but the opera loses an enthusiastic backing. . . The situation in Europe provides us with an example of what the possibilities are. If any differences exist in the possibilities here, it is that they are greater, and more urgent. Here, more than in Europe, the opera needs backying. Money may be superfluous the most important need of the Boston opera company, but the more fundamental need is an intelligent interest. Harvard can give the interest. It is all ready to be used, but it cannot be used unless in some way Harvard students can attend the opera. A few Harvard seats, which men could obtain at reduced rates, would be a step in the right direction, and this, of course, would cost money. There are many schemes suggested for bringing about the relations that we encourage, but the particular arrangements are not for us to decide.
AN EDITORIAL BY MR. AESOP
AN old man on the point of death summoned his sons around him to give them some parting advice. In this his son is in a faggot of sticks, and said to his eldest son: "Break it." The son strained, but with all his efforts was unable to break it. His sons also tried, but none of them was successful. "Untie the faggots," said the father, "and each of you take a stick from me." He called out to them: "Now, break, and each stick was easily broken. 'You see my meaning,' said their father.
"Union gives strength."
STUDENT OPINION
CHANGE IN ANNUAL GOOD.
To the Daily Kansan;
The editor is not responsible for the clauses expressed here. Communications must be signed as a见证人.
In regard to the proposed plan of electing members to the annual board from the junior class, it seems to me that under some conditions, considerable benefit might be gained. There are, however, certain objections to the scheme. If for example, a man were elected from the junior class to assist the senior editor of the Jayhawk, what assurance would he have that he would succeed as chairman of his senior year? The editors are defeated to one that he would be defeated, if he became a candidate the next year, for the simple reason that school politics shift rapidly and that his fellowclasssm would not vote for him because he would be supposed to have a "cricch," and because he had been too "soon."
It would be better, therefore to elect a man in his junior year to the permanent editorship of the annual, with the understanding that he serve an apprenticeship for one year under the senior editor.
As to electing more than the editor-in-chief in the junior year, such a step is neither necessary nor expedient. Members who were to serve merely on the staff would feel no responsibility, would I believe, take little interest in the work, and would spend still less time on it. Their activity would be limited to reading books; their activities on secondalf was going into the book. Literary work for an annual may be done as well without a year's training as with it.
The editor, however, might, if he justified the expectations of his class, learn a great deal about time and space values, the co-ordination of the different departments, and acquire a general working knowledge of annual making. He would, no doubt, make metal notes of ideas suggested too late to be used in the senior book, and, to the very fact that most authors are working on annuals, would glean new ideas which would appear as features in his own book.
Under the above circumstances, a junior election would. I think, be advisable. To elect a crowd of staff members, would on the other hand, be useless.-CARL CANNON, Editor 1912 Jayhawker.
WANT A WALK.
Then there are the plush picture frames, the worsted mats for the lamp, made with a spool and four pins; strange glass canes that hung up in the parlor with colored water inside. What's become of them? What, what, of the big glass marbles
Please, won't somebody give us a sidewalk all the way around to the door of the Kansan office. Mark you, just a sidewalk—nothing to walk on…of course we would be tickled to death to have a nice broad cement walk all the way down to immediate demand of the day is just more important to keep us from sinking out of sight in the mushy bog between the Medic building and Fraser hall. To the rescue!
To the Daily Kansan:
AN OLD TIME PARLOR
—A. MUD-HEN.
WHERE ARE THEY?
What's become of the mud scrappers on the doorsteps and the mats with the large "Welcome" on them that used to greet us all whenever we opened the door? What's become of all the red and white barred stockings all the little girls used to wear? I can remember hundreds of little girls who used to run around with their legs looking like sticks of peppermint cake, but now I never see one. And the knitted mufflers around the necks? And or, yes—what's become of the big mitts we used to wear with strings attached around our necks?
Well, what's become of the mustache cup, Fr instance? Those china affairs made especially so gentlemen would not soil their lip adornments on the coffee. It seems only yesterday that Aunt Lizzie was sending them to all her best beaux for birthday presents. It was because I missed them the other day that I tried to find out how many other dearly relics of the near past have disappeared.
WHERE ARE THE RED TOP BOOTS?
I recall now that I didn't see a linen duster last summer, and I didn't see one of those straw derby hats we used to wear. What's become of them? And where are the red-top boys' boots, the boots with the little brass protectors, the boys' shoes with the big horse-shoe nail on the bottom of the heel? What's become of the hand-painted neckties; the what-nots that used to adorn the parlor corner; the fringe on the parlor furniture, the old plush piano stool with the fringe on it, and the iron animals in the front garden?
Is it not known that books are sacrificial, that they must be lived and suffered before they are written, and suffered before they are read?
FRIENDSHIP OF BOOKS
with the little silver lamb inside that was the last work in knickknacks in every well-conducted American home? Also the stuffed doves under the round glass case that used to stand just at the side of the door, and the everlasting flowers. And what's become of the knitted wristlets you used to see along Broadway or any main street? Mother's canned preserves with the red sealing wax on top—are there any more anywhere? The old wooden wardrobe in the bedroom; the white bone-handled table knives and home-made bread; the little candy hearts with mottoes and mushy sayings on them, and the sheaves of wheat and colored pampas grass in the best room—where?
CHARLES FERGUSON.
Don't you remember the butter dish in the shape of the hen sitting on eggs and the milk pitcher built in the shape of a cow? You never see them now.
HOW ABOUT THE NAPKIN RING
And the napkin rings? Does anybody give a baby a silver cup with its initials cut in it nowadays? All my friends who have been having babies lately don't seem to have them—the cups, that is. What's become of son and heir's silver knife and fork with his name on them? None of these about, either.
Bustles, "spit curls," frizies, can be accounted for on the grounds of changing fashion, but what's become of the hair tongs, and what on earth has become of the natural hair? Where's the bolivar sandwich, which was made of a piece of coconut candy between two brown cookies, with scalloped edges? And that doughnuts with honey? Have you noticed that the little German band is almost what-has-become-of-it?—The Brooklyn Eagle.
TRAMPING ABROAD
I have read the letter from one of those college boys who contemplate going abroad this Summer on a walking tour and desire certain information. They do not need passports unless they intend to go to Russia or possibly Turkey or the Balkans. However, for such a trip as they intend to take, means of identification are desirable. For this purpose a letter of credit is usually sufficient. Well known agencies will provide these services every important town, and they will take care of all mail addressed to their care.
The steamship fares may be learned at the various steamship companies' offices. Instead of steerage, it would pay to consider second class on a German line. As for outfitting for a tramping trip, allowing for third class tickets on the railways, the cost will be not less than $2.50 a day apiece. For such a trip the least obtusive suit is a knickerboeker, with Norfolk jacket, cap and knapsack. These should be bought abroad.
Carry nothing in the hands and only the least possible in the knapsack; for example, a sweater, a change of linen, and a pair of low shoes. Other supplies may be sent on from place to place by mail. While a general plan for the Summer is desirable, do not make any hard and fast rules, but form plans from day to day, as interesting 'features of the country appear.
Have a good Badecker guide book of each country. When walking remember that when weariness begins pleasure and profit cease. Consequently, start early, make many trips to the near country of the neighboring country so as not to miss interesting features which lie near the path. Spend most of the time in a few countries.-J. N. Dodd, in New York Times.
OLD FRIENDS IN VERSE
SPRING, THE SWEET SPRING
Spring, the sweet spring, the year's
a "fring",
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds
doh, sing.
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring.
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-
ooo!
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds
play all day.
The palm and may make country houses gay
pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds tune this merry
And we hear aye birds tune this merry
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-wue, to-witta
woo!
The held breathe sweet, the daisie:
kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives a sun-
blee.
In every street these tunes our ears do
greet,
Cuckoo, jug jug, pu-we, to-witta
woo!
Spring! the sweet spring!
Spring! the sweet spring!
—THOMAS NASH.
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