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VOLUME 11. LAWRENCE, KANSAS, AUGUST, 1894
NUMBER 37.
Our Study Window.
AUF WIEDERSEHEN.
Oh happiest dream of all to men. Though never it may be fulfilled And never be our longing stilled That some day we shall meet again.
It still keeps sounding low and sweet, 'Midst cares and sorrows, joys and fears, As die our hopes with passing years.— One day we all again shall meet.
All scattered now in many a land,
We think of times long past; we stay
And pluck verbenas by the way;
We stroll the wildwoods hand in hand.
We meet again as years roll on. But one by one and soon to part Instead of joy it fills the heart With sadness for the loved ones gone.
We watch and wait and hope, and then We doubt; some face still gone, alas! And many a year we know will pass Until we all shall meet again.
VERA PHILOSOPHIAE.
Diogenes, it is said, once went in search of an honest man. That he was not successful in his search everyone has heard many times and marveled much thereat; for "everyone" is usually a serenely optimistic individual who in a general sort of way supposes that the world is full of honest men. But Diogenes was in certain respects a very particular old gentleman; and being something of a pessimist to boot, he would pass over many a man whom the world calls honest.
When we graduated from college, we were told that youth burned with a fiery ardor to overturn the world, that the college graduate waved his diploma aloft and started upon his career, one which he supposed would soon lead to fame and fortune. This we all firmly believed to be a mistake, and at once set out to prove it a mistake by unconcernedly packing our diplomas between old school books and old clothes at the bottoms of our trunks.
Still youth is considerably different from Diogenes. Instead of searching for one honest man and failing in the search, youth tries to find an ideal society of men and probably believes that he is successful.
But perhaps Diogenes was right. For an ideal society must be composed of men and women, who, if not ideal, are the possessors of many more virtues than plain honesty. It must be composed of persons who have a more serious purpose in life than to become a good athlete or a congressman; persons who, having few faults themselves, are charitable though not too blind, to the faults of others. And if we are bold enough to believe that we have found such a society, shall we believe it is merely because we are at the "storm and stress" period of life, merely because of the enthusiasm of youth; or shall we conclude that mankind has greatly improved since the time of Diogenes; or as a last resort attack the judgment of poor old Diogenes himself? But let Diogenes and the question rest, and let us investigate the fact.
What have we all been doing? Not over-