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This paper is on file at the editorial rooms of the University, Review, 256 Fifth avenue, New York where all college men are given a hearty welcome.
The large attendance at Chancellor Snow's first lecture on Evolution was very encouraging, but another week will show whether the students came from curiosity or from interest in the subject.
AT THE University of Minnesota, the marking system has been abolished. Hereafter reports will simply show that the student has finished his work in a manner satisfies to the professor; or if not, whether he will be required to do more work and if so, how much.
NEBRASA University which celebrated the 25th anniversary of its founding last week, has increased its attendance from 500 to 1,300 since 1800. It will be noticed that this period of rapid increase is comprised almost wholly in the time that James H. Canfield has had charge of the school.'
THE two young ladies who were elected members of the Plii Beta Kappa, have made a record of scholarship not at all easy to make. The attainment of such a record has required systematic and regular work for four years, without any lapses and gaps. It has mount the direction of just as much effort and perhaps more, to the least interesting task as to the most interesting one. In the practical world to-day it is everywhere recognized that the woman or man, who accomplishes most, is the one who has the power of laboring incessantly, provided intelligence is shown in the direction of efforts. To discipline oneself in this way is a hard task, and one who succeeds is worthy of highest honors. We voice the sentiment of the whole Universipt when we say we are very proud of these young ladies.
WE give up a large part of our space this week, in order to present to our readers a copy of the by-laws under which it is proposed to organize a new athletic association. The provisions of this instrument should receive the immediate and careful attention of every student, as a mass meeting of students will be called, probably within a week, to consider whether a new association shall be formed according to its terms.
The present constitution of the Athletic Association has been felt to be inadequate for a long time. In the first place the A-association is not incorporated, and because of this, it cannot make any binding contract and cannot compel the fulfillment of any contract. This inability to do business has given rise to much inconvenience; the new Association will at once be chartered and can do business on a business basis. The present constitution is drawn up in very vague and general terms; the powers of the different officers of the Association are not fixed definitely, and on this account the efficiency of the athletic teams has sometimes been seriously impaired by disputes arising out of conflict of authority.
The provision for the payment of a membership fee is the provision usually found in the constitutions of college ath-
etic associations. It is the natural way to provide funds for the association, and the present organization has been seriously embarrassed at times because there was no regular way provided for raising funds. The requirement that a membership fee be paid, will have a good effect also in excluding those students who take no interest in the athletic association, and attend the election of its officers simply for the purpose of getting up a big political fight, in which the interests of the Association are in danger of being lost sight of in the undr seracle for offices.
The reaction against giving undue attention to athletics in colleges, seems to have fairly began. We gave last week, the rules adopted by Harvard, and John Hopkins University, requiring that members of the college teams be bona fide students with good class staining. Now President Elliot has come forward in his annual report with the following proposals:
1-That no Freshman shall be allowed to participate in any inter-collegiate event.
2-That nobody be allowed to compete more than one year in any line of intercollegiate athletics.
3- That intercollegiate contests take place but ones in two years.
It does not seem probable that such radical changes will be made, and President Elliot probably made these very strong proposals in order that the subject might attract the attention it deserved, not expecting his recommendations to be adopted entirely. But it is very evident that it is time to take some such action. Items like the following which is taken from a St. Louis paper, are seen much too frequently:
"Tom Dowd is putting in his time training the Brown University team of Providence, K. I., and stands well with his alma mater. Dowd will play either right or left field the coming season with the St. Louis Club."
Universities are becoming the training schools for too many professional athletes. In papers describing the training of members of football teams last fall, the reader was informed that all time and thought were given to the game, restraint was relaxed and with other games it is the same way, the Yale base ball club takes its southern tour in the spring just as any professional club does, and boating crews are all ready at work and will be devoting their time, and their best energy to the work until July. Probably it was necessary to train players in order to impress upon sons the importance of physical training. This object accomplished, it is just as necessary now to confine athletic training to its proper place in Uri ersities.
Our Orator
Lorin Beecher Sears, who will represent the State University in the oratory contest at Topeka, is a Kansas boy, having been born near Blue Moond, Douglas county, March 10, 1872. If in early childhood he showed any signs of impending greatness, they are not recorded and the area that he lived played munches per week and swimming in the Kaw much the same as any other youngster.
At the age of ten he moved to Chillicothe, Ohio; and here went through that tedious process known as a common school and high school education, graduating from the latter department in 1890 as president of his class. In the fall of '90 he entered the Ohio State University, and there completed his Junior year. He has always taken an interest at different times represented his literary society as Literary Anniversary Day orator and contest declaimer. In his Junior year he represented his class as University Day orator, but in spite of honors and friendships and the ties of school associations, with that constancy typical of a Kansan born.
And so he came to Kansas, to complete his Senior year in that University, almost within the shadow of whose walls he had played in childhood.
His heart leaped back
To the measureless track
Or billowing sunflower sh
Since his entrance here he has won many friends by his genial bearing and manly ways. He has become quite well known in other than or oral or circular, as no amateur theatrical production is complete without his appearance. He has an easy manner and when the subject requires, can unnify great force.
His heart leaped back
OUR STUDY WINDOW.
[Continued from last week.]
The Still Cave.
When everything was ready, there yet remained more than two hours until the time set for this attack, it having been decided better to wait until the moon should be high enough to dispel somewhat the gloomy blackness of the forest. This chance to rest was welcome, after the hard riding of the afternoon and the harder walking of the night, and I nearly every man lay down at his place to await the agreed signal.
I was probably as tired as any of the others; but I had remained with the marshal at his request, and now accompanied him as he went stealthily around, making as thorough an inspection of the surroundings, as could be made in the darkness. To him, the ground was already well known, but to me it was entirely strange. I noted with surprise how excellently the place was suited for the carrying on of an illegal enterprise. The cave was at the top of a bluff, immediately above the river. But the bluff was broken away into a steep decline some hundred yards to the stream, and by this decline one could precariously make his way almost to the edge of the water—almost, but not quite; for still further up, a rather broad ledge of rock gradually rose from under the stream, ran along the base of the bluff, sometimes narrowing, sometimes broadening considerably, as the varying hardness of the rock had made erosion slower or raplier, and led at last by and beneath the cave. From this ascending ledge, an abrupt path went up into the cave it elf, wide enough for but one to pass at a time, and so stony that whoever climbed it was forced continually to cling to the bushes and s plings that obstructed it. Nor was there any open space or platform before the cave's mouth, but the path entered at once the narrow, low passageway.Manifestly, the only way of getting into the cave was, to creep in without disturbing the "stillers" at their work; for otherwise, they could easily shoot down one man after another as fast as the path could be climbed. However, we could hear nothing, and there was no visible sign of a watch's being kept. Having completed our inspection, we returned to our place near the foot of the steep path, and prepared to take what rest we could until the time for action.
But neither of us was able to compose himself. The marsbal seemed no less nervous and anxious than he had been when first he gave us our orders, and, knowing him through long association, I felt sure that we were upon a more hard-ardous and important task than that of breaking up on ilicit still and, perhaps, taking prisoner two or three halfbreeds or full blood Indian bucks who might be too lazy or too ignorant to make their escape. I was confirmed in this opinion by the fact, that stills are not common in the Territory, the strict surveillance of the officers and the difficulty of getting enough grain to run them making the chances, too great for the profits. And as for a still in this vicinity, at most only the marshal had, before that day, heard anything of it, although for two weeks we had been working in the approximate neighborhood. Taking all these things into consideration, I reached the conclusion, that the night's work would be full dangerous. But the more I tried to get an admission of such thing from the marshal, the more non-comMITTAL he became, and I finally desisted and gave myself over to my own thoughts.
But left to himself, the marshal grew still more restless, nor did my unceasiness increase a bit slower than his. Everything united to exaggerate the lonesomeness of the hour and the anxiety that had joined itself to our feeling of utter solitude. The woods were full of mountain, walling owls. Every gust of wind in the leaves seemed the shuddering of the forest, and when the dead arms of the blasted oak above us were clashed together, it was the cry of a cowing thing in pain.
Under the ledge, the constant waves were breaking in half-suppressed but passionate sobs upon the harsh sharp pebbles. Even the unchanging noise of the rushing water greeted with harrowing persistence on the ear. The excitement became well nigh not to be borne. I sprang up and paced the ledge, noiselessly but fiercely. Could that awful unrest not be shaken off? Would the moon never rise?
Suddenly, several quick shots came startlingly from the direction in which Maybury and Harley were. Then all grew quiet there again,—and then came other shots, followed by continued silence.
"What do you suppose that means? What can that have meant?" the marshal kept saying to himself and to me. We could only guess, and grow more anxious with every conjecture. The night was crawling by, however, and at last, looking at my watch for the fifteenth time, by the pale light of a phosphorus lantern, and then toward the distant southeast, I almost believed I could see the first faint traces of the longed-for light. I strained my eyes toward the point. It was no mistake—a dim light was breaking the horizon of darkness—but not the moon's light, for it grew brighter rapidly, and stood out high in the gloom, a great blazing heap on some bluff, not a mute down the river. We were too familiar with signal-fires to think for a moment that this had any other significance then that of a warning to the men of the cave and a call to their friends for all. Nothing was left to do but give the signal and take the cave at once—unless, indeed, its narrow mouth was already guarded, and murderous riles pointing out down the treacherous path. With a curse the marshal leaped to his feet and gave the peculiar owl-call that was to bring the men up close around the cave, ready for the final movement.
His first call had scarcely died away when a terrific galloping sounded along the road over which we had gone. Then followed the violent crashing of underbrush, the sound of a heavy tall among the rocks, a shrill neigh of surprise and fear, and a riderless horse, tumbling down the high bank, rolled out upon the ledge and over into the swift, deep river. The girth was broken in the fall, and I found the saddle on the ledge when I ran to see where the poor beast went down. It was Harley's—what then, had happened to him and Mayburg? Had the tiring we had heard been at or by them? And if so, what had called for it? My heart came into my mouth, for Harley was not only one of the bravest of officers, but my most dear friend.
There was little time for wondering, however. The last signal was given, and I sprang to take my place behind the marshal, in the line that was already beginning the hard ascent. It was a tired some climb, and long before we reached the top we were panting and gasping painfully. Every moment, too, we expected to see the flash of guns and be struck down by the unpitying fire of the outlaws. I had expected our nervousness to be dissipated by action—but not so. The marshal's voice was fairly troubling when he turned to me and said: "This is the hardest thing I ever did—I cannot as much as hold my rule steady or keep my knees from shaking." Plainly, too, his feeling was fast exending to every man that followed us. Yet strong as our fears were, we pressed on quickly, determined that, if our attack should be resisted, we would force our way against the guard before a second round could be discharged. Up we went, then not with out some noise;—but no shot was fired against us, and presently our whole party crouched in the low hallway that led into the main part, every heart beating fearfully and loudly and struggling wildly against the strange terror that was overwracking us. Yet the men who were to guard the entrance took their places without delay, and we were about to go on again when, out of the depth of the cavern strange sounds and voices rose. In
voluntarily we halted, each grasping resolvedly his rifle, but trembling with fiercer excitement at the wierd, awful tones. The voices rose in pitch, and the words came faster. But the language was altogether strange, and Daniels, who was a scholar of no low standing, whispered that it was a dialect and tongue unknown to students.
Again we moved ahead; but as we did so the voices of the invisible speakers burst into a strange, wild chant, and a nirytis, scarlet light, emanating, it seemed, from nothing material, bagan to spread through the cave. Over the farthest wall its hazy glory slowly rolled—along the other walls—up against the roof—out into all the chamber. With wondering eyes I glanced from one to another of my companions. The light was in their eyes, and on their faces, and their quick breathing, stirring the crimson clouds in front of them, made it appear as if they drew in and breathed out glowing, tenuous fire. But, excepting myself and the marshal, all were unconscious. As for me, I could not move a step from where I stood; but I forgot the momentary fear that thrilled me when I found myself fixed to the ground, in my astonishment at the more wonderful things that went on before me.
I could not leave the spot. I stood on;
but I saw the marshal,—gazing straight into the great cloud of beautiful light that now had gathered in the middle of the cave and stepping forward haltingly,—slowly raise his arms and stretch them out before him, while a look of mighty longing transformed his mobile face into a tendernessalmost divine. Step coming after step with hesitation, he moved toward the scarlet mist, the expression of his features growing all the time more sure and happy; and as he moved, I saw the cloud outfold in indiscribable splendor, and out of it a woman of utmost beauty came, and smiled and beckoned him * * * * * *
[The JOURNAL regrets that the talented author of this thrilling tale was carried off by a severe case of "red card" or, to be technical—flunking, before he had met his destiny. He will be mourned by many who have learned to admire his accurate, truthful style.
The Editor ventures to suggest, however, that, this story will be found readable, nevertheless;--for each one can end it to suit himself, the author having carried the narration to the point where the reading public always feels like taking hold to end the suspense and have something or other happen to the characters, and to keep any more from being introduced.—Lat. Ed.]
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