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Chemistry Notes.
Mr. L. T. Smith, a graduate chemistry, goes to Cuba after Ja 1, to work in a sugar laboratory. The next lecture in the cour "The Chemistry of Everyday Life at Olathe, will be given Jan. 8.
The chemical department has received a large lot of apparatus and affine chemicals from Germany. The list included many special pieces of apparatus, and lot of aniline color purchased by Mr. Franklin while in Germany.
Prof. Bailey expects to make trip east during the holidays, visiting Washington, New York an New England; also the University of Pennsylvania and Yale University.
Mr. E. C. McClung, who is sugar chemist on a plantation in Louisiana, writes that he will return soon after Christmas. He has been kept very busy making analyses of the product from several mills.
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wished to treat me, I had not the heart to refuse a drink, although it was against my principles. One evening, Jack Reese, a rolllicking fellow, asked me to call with him upon a young lady friend of his. Of course, I was only too glad to oblige him, and what was my joy to behold in his friend, Miss Mary Deane. She had the loveliest blue eyes, the silkiest golden hair, (don't ask me how I know it was silky) and she was not quite up to my shoulder. I fell desperately in love with her, and when, as I was going, she laid her hand caressingly upon my shoulder, looking up sweetly at me with her pretty eyes, I was willing to pledge myself her slave forever, not to speak of granting her wish—that I should be a member of the Jolly Fellows Fraternity.
"Tinkle, tinkle, fairy bells!
Wave around us wizards' spells!
Guide us to some forest glen,
Moonlit lea, or darksome fen,
Oer the land or oer the sea,
Where your owner's heart may be.
"Jingle sweetly, tiny bells!
Vainly weave our magic spirits!
Harmless over me they fall
I am proof against them all;
Try some other mortal fail,
You will then, perchance, not fail."
A day or two later, I received through the mail, the following anonymous verses :
The next afternoon, Miss Deane was returning a call of Helen's, and I had advanced into the hall, when my steps were arrested by the words: "So, he didn't tell you anything about it?" (How girls can titter!) "Well don't tell him I wrote it." The door opened, and I barely escaped unperceived to my room, a sadder if not a wiser man. The mysterious meaning of the verses was now clear to me, but I resolved to do nothing hastily. I wrote a note to Miss Deane requesting her company to a lecture to be given early the next week, and to my surprise and dismay she declined. In my mind's eye, I saw it all—those bells.
"Vainly weave your magic spells!
Harmless over me they fall ...
Try some other mortal frail."
"That I will" was my resolve. That evening I called upon Miss Rose Murray, a girl whose friendship I had hitherto not sought. In a short time, I called again, having been favorably received on my previous visit; and thenceforward, I lost no opportunity of advancing myself in her esteem; for, I thought, could I but make Mary Deane jealous—alas! She had gone over to the detested James Green, the young man with the superabundance of hair.
I now devoted myself entirely to the conquest of the queenly Rose Murray; she is tall and stately, with a very graceful and erect carriage; her large, dark brown eyes show off to perfection a very fair, transparent skin, and red curving lips. I determined to wreak my vengeance upon her but I became enchanted, and soon, Mary Deane was but a memory. One forenoon at the University, after the examinations were over, I heard a great commotion in the hall. I hastened out of the library, and found about half of the students congregated around a man who seemed to have
difficulty in making himself heard amid the talk and laughter. I saw Miss Murray, and got beside her just in time to hear the man offer for sale a kind of condensed magazine: he concluded his remarks thus: "If any of you young ladies and gentlemen are contemplating forming a contract in which a preacher is necessary, and will tell me, I will make a reduction." The students fairly whooped at this. I looked down at Rose; she was smiling just like the others, but I was disappointed; I don't know what I expected, but I was not satisfied at any rate. The Chancellor come up and tapped the book-agent on the shoulder, informing him that he was breaking the laws of the college in canvassing his work there without a special licence. He turned to the crowd, saying: "I see I have been transgressing the rules, for which I now apologize; but, at the same time, if any of you wish to subscribe, I'll—" His voice was drowned in the applause, the college yell:
"Red-hot, spicy!!! We of Y. C."!"
I was contemplating a quiet chat with Rose Murray, when one of the boys took my arm and led me to an excited group of my fraternal associates. I very soon learned that a new boy had come in, who was shown to me, standing by the bulletin board. "Who is he?" I inquired. "He comes from the west, they say," was the reply. "Some half-savage, uncouth sort of fellow, I guess," said another. We decided to wait. Next day we held a caucus in one of the boys' room "Does he dress well?" inquired the dude of the "Frat." "I say, does he play foot-ball, tennis, baseball or anything?" demanded little Tom Brown. "Yes, foot-ball." "We must get him right away then." "No, I tell you we don't want to take up everyone who comes along. Let him go for awhile." Such were a few of their wise remarks. We concluded to let him drift for a week. Meanwhile, we kept an eye on him.
Then came the dreadful news that James Green was taking him under his protecting wing. This was not to be endured; we hovered around the young man like bees around a hive; I was on the "rushing" committee, and saw that he was properly treated to everything imaginable, at all times and places; and we finally compelled him to join, by our sheer, unconquerable nerve.
The year was drawing to a close. Sweet Rose and I were as good friends as innumerable boat-rides, dances of all kinds, parties, etc., could make us. Somehow, I dared not be too attentive to her, for fear of being thought importunate.
Aunt Kester, Helen, and I received a very cordial invitation from Rose's mother, to visit there in June. We gladly accepted, and in the latter part of the month, found ourselves about a mile from the depot of Springfield, at one of the prettiest country residences to be found in Kansas. Time flows on here in a deliciously peaceful manner. While aunt Kester and her friend review past events, and Helen and Herbert, Rose's brother, study astronomy; Rose and I wander dreamily through the lovely grove of pines, with the wind sighing softly through their waving tops, and the sweet-scented needles crackling beneath our feet. All is bright and beautiful and we see no shadows in the future.
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