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THE WEEKLY University Courier.
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President. | Sec'y.
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W. S. WENNICK, Editor-in-Chief.
H. E. VALENTINE, 88.
J. D. DATIS, '87.
LAURA LYONS, 88.
LIZZIE PETTERE, 89.
G. W. HARINGTON, '87.
LILLIS FUEMER, 89.
NANNIE ANDERSON, 88.
MARY SABIN, 87.
C. L. SMITH, 87.
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A large audience greeted Joseph Cook on Tuesday evening. At the request of the audience the subject of the lecture was changed to "The Seven Modern Wonders of the World." We regret that we cannot place the lecture before our readers. It was full of rare gems of thought. The Seven Modern Wonders, in the opinion of the speaker, are Rapidity of Travel and Communication of Thought, The Awakening of Hermit Nations, The Parallel Advance of Education and Representative Government, Prospective Moral Alliance of Nations, Triumph of Christianity in the Nineteenth Century, Current Fulfillment of Prophecy, and Scientific Supernaturalism.
In the March number of the Drogists' Journal are two articles from the pens of University students. "Natural Gas at Wyandotte, Kansas," by R. L. McAlpine, is full of useful information. The writer says: "About a dozen wells have been bored by different parties in Wyandotte and vicinity, all of which yield gas in greater or less quantities. Some of these wells have been put to practical use. A flour mill is run very satisfactorily by the gas; also a pressed brick works, a planing mill and a number of other works which require steam power or heat, and at each place it is a success." The other article is by C. Wyler, on the subject "Pasteur and Hydrophobia," is quite as meritorious.
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There is a tendency among college students to overlook a man's failings in scholarship and ability, if he be what is called a "good fellow." Thus it often happens that men, though not really deserving, are given places of honor and distinction, while faithful students and hard workers receive no notice whatever at the hands of their fellow students. We do not wish to depreciate good fellowship, or to speak even a word against it, but we believe that it is wrong to favor it at the expense of more substantial qualities. Aside from the injustice mentioned above, too great regard for mere good fellowship injures at times even the "good fellows" themselves. The desire for popularity is common to all. And if a man sees that it can be easily obtained through this medium, why, certes, he adopts it, setting aside
sterner and harder ones. Again, it is but a step from such "good fellowship" to inactivity and laziness; and scarcely more than two steps to dissipation and debauchery. And here we make another great mistake. We kindly draw over faults and vices this vail of good fellowship, and let them pass without a word of censure.
Good fellowship among college students means something more than mere willingness to enjoy ones self or to promote the enjoyment of others at the expense of time and money. It means something more than generosity and open-heartedness. It means that combination of social and intellectual qualities which makes a true and refined gentleman; which gives breadth of mind and tenderness of heart. Its badge is not for men destitute of scholarly ability, nor for idle men, and least of all for men of dissolute and debauched habits.
In this connection there is a sentence from the pen of George William Curtis well worth quoting. He says:
Yes, the tradition of college is good fellowship; but good fellowship is an intellectual air and amid scholarly associations.
The following collegiate athletic records may not be uninteresting at the present time:
Best American Collegiate records.
100 yards dash, 10 sec.
220 yards dash, $22\frac{3}{4}$ sec.
440 yards dash, $50\frac{1}{4}$ sec.
$\frac{1}{2}$ mile run, 2 min. 4-5 sec.
1 mile run, 4 min. 37 3-5 sec.
Running high jump, 6 ft. $\frac{1}{4}$ in.
Running broad jump, 21 ft. $3\frac{1}{2}$ in.
Standing broad jump, 10 ft. $3\frac{3}{4}$ in.
1 mile walk, 7 min. 4 4-5 sec.
Throwing hammer (16 lbs.), 88 ft.
11 in.
Pole vaulting, 10 ft. 1 in.
Hop, step and jump, 38 ft. 1 in.
Best K. S. U. records:
100 yards dash, 10½ sec. - W. T. Little,
June,'81.
200 yards dash, 25 sec.—A. D. Hostetter, '81,
Running high jump, 4 ft. 10 in.—Ed.
Cruise, June,'85.
Running broad jump, 17 ft. 11 in.
A. D, Hostetler, '83.
Standing broad jump, 10 ft. 11 in. W. S. Jenks, June,'83.
Standing high jump, 3 ft. 10 in.—L.
L. Dyche, June, '81.
L. Dyche, June.. 81.
Three jumps, 33 ft.—A. D. Hosteter,
June.'81.
Running hop, step and jump, 38 ft
2 in.—Arch Watson, June,'83.
Throwing base ball, 332 ft. 9 in.—
M. L. Leonard, June '80.
Throwng base ball, 332 ft. 9 in. M. L. Lovelace, June,'80.
Kicking foot ball, 86 ft. 6 in.— Robert Osmond, June,'83.
Robert Osmond, June
1 mile walk, 8 min. 23 sec.-L. L.
Dyche, June. '81.
High kick, 7 ft. 8 in.-R. E. Hayslette, June,'83.
There is a place for every one, and every one should be in his or her place. It may be that the proper place for a Freshman is in the Junior or Senior class, yet the evidence goes to show that he belongs elsewhere. The Freshman who, ambitious to study something practical or, perhaps, anxious to rank as a high class
In comparing the above K. S. U. records with those of other colleges, they are found to be above the average. It will be noticed that on the standing broad jump and the hcp, step and jump, the University leads the collegiate world.
student, leaves his proper work and attempts Junior or Senior studies, does himself a great injustice. He may be able to recite the lessons of the text-book with accuracy, yet lacking the discipline of mind supposed to be acquired in earlier collegiate work, he will be wholly unable to trace the knowledge of the text-book to wider and more useful generalizations. He derives little benefit from such studies. In the meantime his distaste for lower studies is increasing and the probabilities are that if he ever completes them it will be in a very hasty and slip-shod manner. Too many students pass through college in just this way, receiving only half pay for their time.
There is another consideration which should be observed. Justice to the higher classes suggests that they should not be impeded by those who are not fitted for the work.
There are instances to be sure, of Freshmen and Sophomores able to pursue the studies of higher classes with profit. But such instances are rare. The present regulations provide for such instances by permitting students, with the advice and consent of the professor in charge, to pursue higher studies. It is a delicate matter for a professor to pronounce judgment on the mental capacity of the student, yet it should be done, invidious as it may seem. A lack of decision on the part of the professor in charge often causes an endless amount of trouble for himself as well as great injury to his classes.
Incidents and Accidents.
If the fellow who told me where I could get a good shave will call at my office it will save me the necessity of hunting for him. I went to the barber shop which he recommended—may the Saints forgive me! From his description I supposed that the razors in that shop were as sharp as the good sword Baldur, at the very sight of which a man would be cleft in twain. But I was mistaken; the razor was not quite so sharp as Baldur, although I'll venture to say that it didn't lack an eighth of an inch of it. Well, I took my place in the chair—it was a good chair, a little sway-backed, and rather triangular, but the head rest was firm—and the barber began operations. I knew I was about to get a good shave. I could tell from the ease and perfect air of sang froid with which he applied the lather. I was just about to make remarks to that effect. In fact, I had the first word out, and had the second well on the way to daylight, when it was inundated by a flood of lather. I thanked the barber, and said I would not have my teeth shaved that evening. He resumed. A few left handed strokes on the bovine epidermis attached to the chair brought the razor to a focus, and sans ceremony he applied the same to my face. The first stroke extended from ear to chin, and was as light and smooth as a tallow candle gliding over one's face. It was a master stroke, but a glance into the mirror revealed the fact that he had only scraped off the lather, without cutting a hair. A second attempt was more successful. The razor worked; it took hold, so to speak. I was much pleased; tears of joy came to my eyes, and the very hairs of my head stood erect, ready to be cut down again. The ecstacy of the next fifteen minutes beggars
description; suffice it to say that the fifteen minutes in question ended—in less than an hour's time—and I was ready for the finishing touches. After slipping a few pints of lather down inside my collar, and after giving my face a reactionary friction with a sand paper towel, the barber produced his spray bath apparatus. A bath of spray on one's face when smarting from the cuts and contumelies of an unfeeling razor, is a balm of Gilead, a solace and a joy. It covers a multitude of tonsorial sins—this time it covered more than that. The nozzle shipped from the end of the tube, and the etherial spray shot for my left eye like a ramrod from a gun barrel. It was only a slight mistake, so I winked at it. For certain reasons I concluded to comb my hair myself. The boot black gave me a good shine, and I came away thankful. I believe Ed Blair was the man who recommended that tonsorial art gallery to me. If you see him, send him around to my office.
P. S. Send an undertaker.
I fear this color question can never be settled. The negroes are not growing any whiter, and they seem to object to white people becoming any blacker. It was only a few nights since that two of our most popular students, with love in their hearts and chalk in their eyes, attempted to bridge over this chasm which separates the two races, by waiving the point of color and appearing in cooko negro, draped in lamp black. Their hair was curled in the most approved fashion, and there seemed to be no reason why they should not be received into the first ranks of colored society. To be sure, the rear sides of their necks and ears were a little white; yet, altogether, it was a fair compromise. But despite all their efforts at a adjustment of the social lines, they were unsuccessful. One of the boys had commenced a neat little flirtation with a handsome brunette, and the other was just engaging the attention of a blushing Creole on his left, when a small boy of color sitting some seats behind interrupted proceedings. "Look heah, you white trash, wat you doin up heah? Youaint no niggers; better black yourears next time." At this the older negroes gathered around and insisted that the boys in appearing that way—without their ears properly blackened—was a breach of etiquette which could not be passed unnoticed. They even threatened to send the boys down—head first—to get more blacking. The boys very cheerfully acceded to their demands and went down, however, without the usual ceremonies of departure. We are not informed as to whether they got the blacking demanded or not. On that same evening about eleven o'clock a friend of the interested parties stepped down to the kitchen of his boarding place and said, "Burney and Lewis would like some soap.
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Wherever I go in Kansas and get to talking about the University—and I am pretty apt to talk about the University wherever I go—I find that our institution is better and more favorably known through Prof. Canfield than through any other channel. Prof. Snow has a wide reputation,
but his reputation is better known than he is. Prof. Williams is of course an oracle among the pedagogues the state over. But Prof. Canfield is a man of the people, has ideas of his own, and knows how to express them in plain, fresh and vigorous English, with considerable humor thrown in for seasoning. He does not make the University an adjunct to his church; does not turn his toes in and roll his eyes up in an effort to exhibit his own ultra-right-eousness. His lectures are on subjects of practical interest, which he has studied and knows how to impart in a sprightly fashion. Prof. Canfield is a popular man, and helps to make the University popular.
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The doctrine of total deprivation since my tonorsial experience has one more advocate. Another instance of diabolical meanness has attracted my attention, and adds another link to the chain of evidence which shows that all men are desperately wicked. The case is this: There are two suitors; one is a Sophomore—no stick—and the other a brilliant headed Freshman. The Sophomore, who is quite a musician, had been intending to serenade his lady love one night this week but was detained at his room. The Freshman, hearing of this, determined to profit by the occasion. He could not sing a note, but could yell like an Apache Indian. Taking an accomplice with him he stations himself beneath the window of his lady love and pours his mournful howlings upon the evening zephyrs. Such wailing discord was never heard before in Christian lands. It is needless to say that his lady love was completely disgusted, and when his accomplice, shouting the Sophomore's name said it was time to go, the wicked Freshman retired in fiendish glee, knowing that he had done his rival an irreparable injury. O tempora! O mores! ad quem jinem effrenata audacia juctabit sese?
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The attraction of a colored baptism is powerful. The truth of this statement was proven last Sunday. Over four thousand people gathered to see—pardon the expression—the show. On both shores of the river was gathered a curious, expectant crowd. All were anxious to see. Some were in boats; some on logs tied to the bank; the shore was lined; the bank was crowded; behind, a freight train on the side track furnished popular seats; the peaks of neighboring shops were in demand, while reserves on Wilder's shirt factory were at a premium. Such a motley, heaving, shoving crowd had not been seen since Noah loaded up the ark. Upon the walls below the mill were reporters, students, and a background of about five hundred darkies. Our blonde Sophomore, mounting the framework of the out-door machinery, stood out in bold relief, while a freshman with incandescent head illuminated the lower strata of society. It was a sight worth seeing. The ceremonies of the hour were conducted with due solemnity by the worthy pastor of the colored flock. It was only when a refractory candidate refused to sink, that an audible smile escaped the throats of the small boys. The pleasant faces of the throng as they returned from the river showed that it was good to be there.
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