Social Department.
All communications for this Department should be sent to Mises Clara Gleaneram, Maude Mansfield or J. Sullivan.
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SHANE—Gee, Shane on last Thursday evening entertained a number of his friends very pleasantly at his new art rooms on Massachusetts street. A merry evening was spent tripping the light fantastic to beautiful strains of music. The following young ladies and gentleman were in attendance. Mum W. W.
Mrs. Fred. Sisson, who has been visiting her parents in North Lawrence, left Monday for Washington Territory.
Art LEAGUE—The Lawrence Art League met in regular session Monday evening last, and pursued the study of Ruskin's Modern Painters. The discussion became metaphysical at times, as Ruskin spits hairs in defining terms. The handling of such subjects is valuable to stu-
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Emma Hynes arrived here Saturday from St. Charles, where she has been attending school,and will spend her holidays with her parents.
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New Year's day has gone by. We have had some experience with New Year's day and calling before this. We feel profoundly and heartily grateful that the old practice of "fashionable" (?) calls is being dropped. It is well enough to make informal calls on the first of the year if those calls are made on friends, but the practice of promiscuous calling is to be deprecated. When a young lady keeps "open house" she expects to meet nearly all of the gentlemen who are "making the rounds." Often she is not personally acquainted with many of these; often the men would not be received in the house at any other season but New Years day, when the old custom gives them the privilege of going. It is fair to ask if a young man thinks any more of a lady friend who gives him a spread every time he calls than one who does not. If a man's respect or esteem for a young lady is measured by the quality and quantity of vienna set behind him, we can make a recepticle for all the pressed chicken and chocolate cake that he can carry away with him. We don't mean to insulate that we object to these things, but it does get to be an awful bore when we call on a young lady to have her say: "Good afternoon, Mr. X, do have some refreshments." We always feel that she sits on us as a sort of a tramp, a fashionable tramp in good clothes, but none the less a trump. Such a feeling is not pleasant, but it is no more unpleasant than our feelings when we get home. As a general rule we feel as if we did not want to see anything to eat for a month. We lose our sleep, or if we do get to sleep we are visited by all our ancestors as far back as Darwin's original monkey. We have no ground for denying relationship to the gentleman in question, as we have been *aping* all the fashionable cranks who have gone before us for fifty years. We are now ready to swear off New Years calling, and we believe the time is soon coming when the good (?) old custom will be abolished as a "relic of barbarian."
Kansas University is rapidly growing in public favor, but she needs the assistance of all her friends If every alumnus, every old student, every active student, would work as they should, we would have no trouble in placing the State University far above all competition. Our alumni now number nearly a hundred and fifty. There are hundreds of young men and women in the State who have attended for one or two years. As may be seen by our personal columns to-day, many are engaged in teaching throughout the State. Several are in the newspaper business. These are the ones to whom we should look for support. The teachers have a
chance to wield great influence for the University. They can increase the friendly feeling of the people; they can break down long established prejudices; they can induce many to attend college here. Now by doing this, it seems to me that they only strengthen their own position and increase their chances of success. The greater the reputation of the school, the greater is the desire to secure its alumni for positions of trust. Teachers have it in their power to help us or to hurt us. To all loyal friends we say, "speak a good word for your alma matter." It will never hurt you. All of our alumni who have charge of papers are quick to speak when some enemy gives a blow. Let the teachers do all they can to lessen the number of such blows.
AN UNMERRY CHRISTMAS, AN UN-
HAPPY NEW YEAR.
Glorious Christ nas! Bright, jolly New Year! Delightful holidays! With what sweet anticipations the student looks forward to his mid-winter vacation. With what haste he delivers his final recitation. How he gulps down his last meal, delirious with joy throws his clothes topsy-turvey into his catchest and scampers to the home-bound train. Home! The family reunion. The mother's embrace. The sister's kiss. The father's warm chap. And then how father and mother and sister involuntarily step back to survey their boy and see what a change college has made. The cook, too, comes up from the kitchen where she has been rivaling all past efforts to please the returning fondling, and with a "God bres you, chiff—why, how handsome dat boy's grown," she partakes of the family exultation.
How good the student feels. He comes to believe in heaven on earth. He forgets his college scheming; forgives his worst enemies; thinns after all this is a mighty fine world, made up of tip-top, big-hearted people. Yes, and he visits his "home girl," renews old vows, tells her he has never once deserted her for a college fair one, and loves her a little whit better than ever before. On New Year's he calls on all his old set and drinks health with the boys—the old home boys. What sweeter thing is there on this great earth of ours than Christmas holidays for a college boy?
Hold, we forget! Down here at Lawrence were boys who didn't get home; boys who, full of ambition, determination and perseverence, came here in defiance of poverty to fight for a college education. They have been earning their way through the University, working while we were at our games, studying while we were in our sleep. The elixir of joy, sweeter far than angst of ours, must till their veins, when after their first term of drudging toil, of senity meals, of late hours at their books in narrow, ill furnished rooms, they are able to reunite with the old folks at home. Alas, they cannot get home. It is too far for them to walk; they can't afford to ride. So while we were showered with pleasures; while we were laughing at the family board; while we were upheaving and overturning our Christmas presents, those boys were steeped in melancholy; sadder for our gaiety; poorer for our wealth; more dependant for our joy. Oh, there are many, many things to bring sorrow to the heart of the boy who has to work his way through college; but he drinks the dregs of his bitter cup with his unmerry Christmas, his unhappy New Year.
jurations to its readers to lead better lives. In deference to this sentiment, we present the following rules of etiquette applicable to college society, and not found in ordinary manuals of good behavior:
A COLLEGE CODE.
This is the New Year. It is the season when simmers are expected to become saints, and saints to become gods. Of course every well regulated religious paper like ours is expected to offer a homily and end up with ad-
Never cheat while the professor is looking.
Always tough to the faculty. It's easier than making up back grades. Students should give one-fourth the sidewalk to citizens; this in courtesy for their building it.
Always open a literary debate with the confession that you know nothing about it. It adds to the interest.
Carve your name on the portico and dome. It will probably be the only evidence that you ever attended college.
Boys should invariably "propose" while in college, even though they will not be able to support themselves for a decade to come.
Girls entering school should register their age at 14. This will make them just right for the matrimonial market on graduating.
Always attend Sunday school (if your professor teaches a class).
Know thyself. In other words, pick out your own faults, and then write a View for the paper abusing them in somebody else.
Never ask a college girl for a kiss. It's insulting. Take it without asking.
If you are a Greek always sign your articles *Bar," and vice versa. It shows courage; besides there's so much self satisfaction in lying.
Pay your debts in this order: 1, billiard halls; 2, livery rigs; 3, cigars; 4, election bets; 5, society dues; 6, school books; 7, board; 8, wash bill; that is, pay the rich first; the poor folks don't need theirs, as they can live on so much less.
Prate about "conscience" and "fairness to all parties" and "the reign of justice," while you are figuring to euche some one out of his rights. That's the way you must do "in the world," "you know."
Go with girls whose homes are not in Lawrence. Then you will not be troubled by explanations with "papa," and the seat of your breeches will wear you much longer.
SAINTS AND SINNERS.
One of the faculty demurs to my statement that he attends comic opera to see what is elsewhere unseeable. He says he goes for the music. That, I presume, is why he sits next the orchestra.
A Baldwin student's prayer:
"Now I lay my down to snore,
I pray, O. Lord, forgive the sickness!
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The University in its time has turned out (turned out in more senses than one) some queer specimens for the world's museums. The last one, though he left the University in a regular way, is Bryant C. Preston. I met him in Kansas City the other evening, where, as he informed me, he was doing work on the Needs—lots of work on mighty little salary. Still there are 15-cent restaurants in Kansas City. He has been working on the Onahua Bee and somedone other papers since he left Lawrence, and was just getting ready to leave for pastures new; so it will be useless for Lawrence creditors to seek his address. Such is Preston!
The *Herald-Tribune* is a paper I like to read, especially since my dapper friend Morgan has commenced contributing has catching sayings. I am disgusted, however, at the old-woman sentiment displayed in its editorial columns, in regard to Governor Martin's intention to sign the warrant for breaking Baldwin's neck. If ever cowardly midnight assassin deserved
to be shuffled off by the world, the Atchison fiend merits that fate. I don't believe in imprisoning mad-dogs; they are safer under ground.
Nothing has pleased me more than the boom given the musical department of the University. Special patronage of the fine arts by our University will retain that portion of our students we are in most danger of losing—the ladies. In view, however, of the claims made for the musical department, it is a shame we have such abominable music in chapel service. We should have a choir composed of the finest talent of the school—something that would equal the caste of our grand concerts. Instead we have chapel music that would disgrace a country lyceum.
"our chair can searely be excused,
Even as a band of hand beginners.
All mercy now must be refused,
To such a set of croaking simmers."
Every now and then some editorial appears in our college paper exorbitating those youths who come to the University to squander their parent's hard earned dollars in billiard halls and social grace. Now, for a change, I want to call attention to a number of weathly misers who allow their sons to come here and half starve while getting their education. I know one boy now in school who earns by the toughest work every cent he gets, while his father could easily keep a dozen sons in school. Last year two brothers whose father was at least a hundred thousand dollars, came here and scratched and batched, even doing their own washing and furnishing their own room. Were it not for hurting the feelings of the boys who endured such treatment heroically, I would enjoy giving the names of their niggy parents. Anyway, I shall take pleasure in sending their unfatherly fathers marked copies of this COURSE as a New Year's cussing.
Standing at the train the other day when the big bugs and the little bugs —I mean the professors and students —were weighing anchor for the State Teachers' bum, I could not keep from reflecting what a fine old faculty the University professors are, after all. It is said that "to enjoy heaven one must first spend a few minutes in Baldwin'" or words to the same effect. Well, our students don't appreciate what a free, liberal set of teachers they have. There they were, mingling with the students, laughing, jolking—anything but displaying the conventionable cold-blooded professional dignity. We all like to give the faculty a poke now and then, but precious few of us, I trow, would be willing to exchange it for any other in the land.
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An article is going the rounds of the papers on "What Shall We Do With Our Daughters?" Well, if they're good looking, intelligent, graceful, lively specimens of girls; if they dislike ice cream, oysters and backs; if they don't object to a little flirtation and fun, you may send three or four dozen down to the University We're in a charitable mood just now, and are willing to overlook many imperfections. SMITH.
STUDENTS VIEWS.
For the last year W. S. Franklin has been employed by the University to assist Prof. Nichols; in that capacity he has proved himself amply competent, teaching three hours every day. Besides this he works constantly to provide instruments with which to illustrate and perform experiments to his classes. He has constructed several machines which would have cost the University a great deal, and now he is making an instrument which would cost three hundred
dollars, besides it is much stronger and more durable than could be purchased at the manufacturers; and the University gets all this for two hundred and fifty dollars a year—hardly enough to board him. His time is so taunt up that he can get only one daily recitation in class. One-third more work than the assistant in mathematics and two-thirds less pay, does not seem just to Mr. Franklin. Prof. Nichols can't get along without an assistant, and Franklin just fills the bill; therefore he ought to be paid for his work.
STUDENT.
SHALL WE MEET AT NIGHT?
SHALL WE MEET AT NIGHT?
Again the busy hum of voices is heard through the balls of K. S. U., and again the complicated machinery of school life has been set in motion. Again we, as students, are called upon to meet and solve the many problems which arise in the line of our work, and upon whose wise solution depends, in a large degree, the success or failure of college life. Among the problems which will thrust themselves upon us and call for solution, is that of the night meeting of the literary societies. This is a question which has been agitated to a considerable extent, and upon which a good deal can be said in the way both of favoring and the opposite. Like most other questions, it has its drawbacks. But my candid opinion is that the preponderance of argument is in favor of their meeting at night; and I think that this opinion will be shared by all who give the subject their calm and unbised consideration.
In the first place, let us notice the chief objection of the opponents of this measure, who take their cue from the chancellor. It is, that to light up the building would be to attract a number of disreputable characters, and would in other ways disturb the serene and otherwise Elysian tranquility of the Acropolis. This objection will be stripped of all its force and pertenence when we remember that the night watch would be permitted to ply their usual vocation, and that the standard of respectability generally would be just as high as upon lecture and concert nights. It seems that the imputation that the meetings will degenerate into disorderly gatherers, falls little short of an open insult to the respectability and good-behavedness of the students of K. S. U. Those who urge or tactily this objection may rest assured that we are ladies and gentlemen, and that that fact is sufficient guarantee for the orderliness and well-behavedness of the meetings.
A further objection is that night meetings would interfere with fraternity balls. But those to whom this is a conclusive argument against night meetings, admit, if non-fraternity in sentiment, a servile dependence of the literary society upon the fraternity, and if of fraternity views, he arrages to his gentry a dictatorship which is entirely visionary and should excite rather our amusement than our resentment.
Among the considerations which may be urged in favor of meeting at night are these: As a social entertainment the attendance would be increased; the afternoon in which to prepare would raise the literary standard of society work, and would lessen the number of failures to perform; the gentlemen athletically inclined would be enabled to attend both. In every way it would increase the importance of the matter of society meeting. I sincerely believe that it will conduce to the best interests of the societies in every way, to meet at night. Let those who flavor the scheme agitate the matter, and the consent of the powers that be will be forthcoming.
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