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and terms him a "crank," but sooner or later it must recognize his genius. It finds that prattling fool a wise man; and that narrow, selfish hermit, a human henefactor, who has lived and toiled and suffered for the promotion of his countryman's welfare. And this "crank" is the man who read with a thoroughness and intensity of purpose scarcely less than his insatiable avidity.
While a good motive in reading an unworthy piece of literature cannot always justify the act, it affords a plausible explanation, and usually excuses. Evils can be remedied only when the reformer is conscious of their origin and history; and he is taught this in the school of experience and research. A clergyman who has never visited their haunts cannot effectively urge a crusade against liquor dealers. No more can an Emerson lament the scarcity of
our modern classics without having seen and read our modern trash.
Unconscious growth is always gratifying, but such gratitude is invariably finite. We thank ourselves. Our success has been proportionate to our effort. Subservient all to a diviner will, we throw down the gauntlet and the long, long strife has begun. It stands to reason that in this mortal struggle for supremacy, the lazy, self-satisfied fellow will be no match for a man,—one who has the will to say and do.
A motive for living is gratitude for creation. "Consistency thou art a jewell" and motive claims thee.
"But what we do determine oft we break,
Purpose is but the slave to memory
Of violent birth, but poor va idity.
Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the tree
But falls unshaken, when they mellow be."
H. W. S.
ATHLETICS.
Kansas vs. Nebraska.
The boys from Nebraska treat the 'Varsity to a genuine surprise; the "snap" proves to be no snap at all, and the Nebraska team walks from McCook field the victors in a good game. By this defeat Kansas lost the last chance to win the pennant of the Western Football League. All interest will now be turned toward defeating Missouri, not for the sake of winning a pennant but on account of the rivalry existing between the teams representing the two states.
The Nebraska boys arrived Friday night, and retired as soon as they could get to the hotel. With them was the colored man Flippin, who has been winning the games for the Nebraska boys—almost a giant in build. The visitors spent Saturday a.m. in walking and lounging around the hotel. As usual, our boys spent the morning in the training quarters being put in condition for the game by the trainer.
The game was to be called at 3 o'clock, but on account of a wrangle over the officials, it
was almost 4 o'clock when the ball was placed at the center of the field and the teams lined up for the game. Nebraska won the toss, taking the east goal, leaving Kansas the ball. For the first time in weeks Steinberger was found at his old place at left end. Harris played his first game of football, playing as right tackle. Armour's ankle would not allow him to play, and Foster went to right end. Stone at center and the line-up of remainder of the team being the same as usual.
The game was thought to be in the nature of a snap for Kansas, a great many believing that the visitors would be shut out-even the Nebraska boys expected no more than to be able to score-but who can tell what the result of a football game is going to be until the game is played.
It took Kansas but three minutes to score a touchdown; Nebraska at this time seemed to be unable to do anything with Kansas, the Rock Chalk boys making gains at their will.