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The stock of the Stypends Journal company consists of non-transferable one dollar shares. Any student, instructor or employee of the University may hold one and only one share.
THE workings of the new rule as re-
garda examinations has shown its aptness. This term the various classes were given at least four days extra to finish up their work, and all are glad to have had the opportunity. Then too, the demoralizing feature of a semi-holiday interspersed with examinations at rare intervals, is also removed.
In selecting F. H. Olney, of Newton, for its principal, the Lawrence High School has shown its desire to keep up a high standard of education, as well as to recognize the worth of the University. Mr. Olney graduated from the University in 1891, and at once took charge of the high school at Newton, this state, where he has built up an enyliable reputation as a thorough instructor.
As you sit weary and pondering after the year's work is done, turn your thoughts to that vast array of graduates from our high schools throughout the state and remind yourself of your duty to them and the University. Many of these students are ready to attend some school of higher education, and await the advice of some friend to decide which school they shall attend. When you go home tell of the advantages of your alma mater.
On, yeat we are all going. To be sure, each one of us fully intends to spend some time this summer at the World's Fair. Such an opportunity for education it is hard to find, and if the intelligent University student will attend with the intention of making a study of the exhibits, or those in which he is most interested, and not merely go sight seeing, he can rest assured that no better opportunities for knowledge can be found. To get the most good out of the extensive and bewildering exhibits, the student must pursue a definite, systematic study.
THE interest in the Review election this year was undoubtedly greater than it has been for several years. Great preparations had been made for the event, and it was not surprising that the restless army of "privates" were kept waiting for thirty or forty minutes while the "generals" were perfecting their plans. Several persons were pretty badly scared during the thickest of the fight, but when the smoke of battle rolled away the officers elected were found to be probably as good, on the whole, as could have been found in the University.
It has been demonstrated to our sorrow again and again that without practice in athletic contests success can not be obtained or even hoped for, yet our athletes make little or no preparation for such contests until they are almost at hand. The K. U. athlete looks at the magnificent buildings standing with solemn grandeur (in the present and in the future) upon the historic Mount Oread; he looks then at our past achievements in athletics and believes that he and his school are invincible. The students of Baker and other smaller and denominational schools, recognize that regular and persistent practice is the price of success. It is time that this confidence on the part of our students should stop.
in the Intercollegiate Field day, K. U. won the pennant, it is true, but both Baker and Cooper Memorial College won more than their share of the contests. If our men wish to excel, they must place themselves once for all on some footing with other athletes. They must cease to rely on the inspiration of a grand college yell and place their entire reliance upon their own efforts.
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Ordinarily, for a man to pursue a running buffalo afoot is the height of foolishness; but the calf was evidently very tired, and found great difficulty in keeping up, so, hobbling the mare, I struck out after them. But they moved so swiftly, in spite of the calf's exhaustion, that I probably should not have overtaken them had it not been for an unexpected obstacle in their way.
THE most important question which will present itself to the present sophomores this summer is that of the selection and arrangement of their studies during the Junior and Senior years. Our advice to them is, Do not spread out too much at one time. The student who rushes from a recitation in German to a recitation in French, from that to a Shakespeare class, and finishes up with two hours work in the chemistry laboratory, is likely to find his mind a confused jumble when he gets through. His sleep will very probably be disturbed by horrid visions of Hamlet's father's ghost pouring sulphuric acid on a German umlaut, or lecturing to a French mute on the ethics of the wages question.
Fon fourteen years the Ottawa Chautauqua Assembly has pleased people of our state and charmed strangers from abroad with its educational and pleasure-giving work. And this year is not to be an exception in its usefulness and power. No better program of lectures, instructions or entertainments has been given than that which the managers have prepared for this year. Manv Kansas people will be prevented from joining the throng in Chicago, by various causes, especially where families are large. Those should decide to take a week's outing at Forest Park, where a fine program will be furnished, good lectures, good music, good teaching for the pleasure of mind and body. Children will enjoy the freedom of Forest Park, Ottawa, Kansas, more than they possibly could Jackson Park with its crowd.
Science Club.
The ninth annual meeting of the University Science Club was held in the chemistry building Thursday, May 25. It is the custom of the Science Club to present at its annual meetings the result of work done in all the science departments of the University during the year. These meetings render good service to the institution by stimulating scientific research. Many of the papers read this year will appear in the various scientific periodicals of the country. The following program, consisting only of papers representing original research, was given:
Street Paving in Kansas—E. C. Murphy.
Former in Cane Jules—C. E. McClung.
Tests-J. E. Curry.
The Waters—Constituting the Kaw River—E. C. Franklin.
Echinacea angustifolia —R. Boyce.
Notes on the Strength of Kansas Building Stones in Marshall.
Insects Injurious to Drugs—S. J. Hunter.
Salt in Kansas—H. S. Bailen and E. C. Franklin.
Notes on Stero-chemistry—E. C. Franklin.
A Method of Telephonic Communication With Lightships and Their Stations—L. I. Blake.
A Key to the Families Based on the Venation—E. S. Tuckon.
A Independent Onxamometer, W. C. Stevens.
Geology and Microscopic Structure of Kansas Building Stones—S. W. Williston.
The Pleptic Tissue of Thorde Devil's Leapfibber—Miss Mary Wellman and V. L. Kellogg.
Experiments on the Distribution of Arsenic—E. F. Gould.
Notes on Some Experiments on Obtaining an Extract from Beet—E. H. S. Bailey and M. W. Barclay.
After the program the following officers for next year were elected: President, Lloyd Duffe; vice president, E. S. Tucker; secretary, H. H. Bradford; treasurer, E. C. Franklin; librarian, F. O. Marvin.
At a meeting of the Lawrence Board of Education, last Friday afternoon. F. H. Olney, '91, who has been principal of the Newton High School for the last two years, was elected principal of the Lawrence High School at a salary of $1,200 per year, to succeed Prof. W. H. Johnson, resigned. S. J. Hunter, of the present Senior class of the University, was chosen as teacher of physics
The McCooks, of Leavenworth, will play off the tie with the K S U. team, tomorrow on McCook field.
OUR STUDY WINDOW.
The while the moon doth wax my hope doth wave
WAITING.
The while the moon doth wax my hope doth wane.
For them it gleaned from out the western high, Hung like a stick in the eil trees high, I said. "I will remind her once again
That I am waiting, longing here full pain
For proof my anxious heart to satisfy
That she remember how, in days gone by,
We chose it for a signal, bright and plain."
But though the signal fire burneth bright
And brighter in the heavens night by night,
The message that should follow cometh not.
Odth the lovely moon increase her light,
And pour it downward to my tear-dimmed sight
To show me the more plainly I'm forgot?
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The other evening, as the editor sat looking out of the Study Window over the campus, all at once lights gleamed through the dusk from an unexpected direction. Strange to say, as it grew darker the outlines of a building became more and more distinct, and finally not only the building, but all that was going on within it was plainly to be seen. "The girls' dormitory," thought the editor to herself, as she watched an elderly woman with an expression of worried piety on her face, standing in a long kitchen, giving directions to a group of girls who were to prepare the next morning's meal. As soon as the door closed behind her, they begin to make fun of her. Her stinginess, her sanctimoniousness, and other bad qualities, mental and physical, are passed in review, and stories told in illustration of each.
The woman, meanwhile, sits in her room by a little table, conscientiously reading her evening chapter and trying to read down certain sharp words she had heard on the lips of one of the girls. Poor little woman! She puts her head on the book, and tries to keep back the tears. Could there be anything worse than to be heid responsible for the comings and going, the eatings and sleepings of eighty independent girls, every one of whom feels amply able to look after her own affairs, and resents supervision all the more the more she has need of it?
The bells ring for retiring, and the lights go out—most of them. In one particular room there seems to be something in progress. There are more girls in it than can possibly be accommodated for the night, even by boarding school measurement. They are all in their stocking feet, and the two hostesses wear night dresses. On a table under the gasjets, stand two of the girls. One of them is stirring something in a tin pal over the flame, and there is an oder of cooking sugar and vinegar in the room, which anybody with any experience knows for an indication of candy. Over the other jet, corn is being popped on a dustpan. The kernels fly as they pop, and have to be picked up from all sorts of odd corners. Five girls start for the same kernel. There is a scramble, an inadvertant burst of laughter, followed by an owe struck silence. The gas is out, the fragrant, steaming pail-smothered under the pillows, five girls smothered in the closet and two in bed, all before the worried little woman, with a lamp in her hand, knocks at the door.
"Yes'm."
"Young ladies?"
"No'm." with a slight accent of surprise.
"Is anything the trouble?"
The little woman looks into the black room, turns and goes back to her own, puts out the light, and leaves the editor staring into the darkness.
The girls' dormitory! Well what can you expect when a hundred or so of young women are bottled up together under an unnatural restraint? There is bound to be some poor, worried little woman, who can't cope fully with the circumstances of her strained position. Undesirable traits of character are bound to be developed in the girls for whom she is expected to act in the capacity of conscience. The girl's dormitory is a pretty serious matter.
A BUFFALO HUNT.
While we were eating breakfast.
Holmes went down to the creek, and presently came running back with the announcement that buffalo signs were plentiful. All our fresh meat had been used, so we received this information with no small degree of pleasure.
Hastily saddling our horses. Holmes, Morris and I started upon the trail of the herd. The sun was just rising as we left camp, and a light mist softened its clear rays into many colors, hanging on the distant mountain sides like a filmy curtain of ever-changing hues. Gradually it broke, letting the sunlight come through here and there; then it began to roll away up the hills; and at last gathered in clouds at their very summits. The plainsman's eye is trained to see many things at once, and we observed all this as, galloping across long stretches of brown, dewy grass, we kept ourselves constantly on the alert to discover the herd.
At last, looking from a high swell, we saw the buffaloes just beyond a scantily timedered ravine. They were not browsing, but had bunched themselves, as if they had stopped for only a little while. They began to move again before we could reach the ravine, and we decided to ride straight after them, in the open. At first we kept to a moderate pace, but when the buffaloes, discovering that they were pursued, broke into their characteristic lumbering gallop, we began to urge our horses forward more rapidly. As we came nearer, the herd separated, one part turning to the right, a cow and one calf going straight on. Morris and Holmes followed the first, while I spurred after the others.
I had gone but a little way when my horse, having cast a shoe, became lame.
They had been going north for some time, when they were suddenly brought up by a deep gulch directly in front of them, the sides of which were entirely too steep to be descended. Turning to the left, they ran along its bank, while I, running somewhat diagonally to their course, was able to gain upon them a little.
But the exertion had almost worn me out, and I was about to give up the chase, when the cow stopped quickly, looked around as if uncertain what to do, seeming to wait for my approach. She had scarcely stopped before the calf lay down at her feet. As I came up, I stopped to examine the surroundings carefully. On the right was the gulch down the bank of which they had been running, and on the other side, but not visible until one was almost at the edge of its steep sides, was the ravine we had crossed after we first saw the herd; becoming deeper and deeper, it had gradually approached the gulch, and now opened into it just below the place where the two buffaloes were, so that the hunted beasts stood on a point of land formed by two perpendicular banks, the lower of which was not less than thirty feet high. Their mad stampede from me had led them into a trap.
However, I had known buffaloes to jump down higher banks than these, when they were hard-pressed, and did not try to get very close before firing. My running had been so violent that I could not hold my rifle steady, and I fired four times before I hit. At the first shot the calf got up, following its mother out as far as they could go upon the point, where they stood moving and turning around uneasily as I kept on shooting. My fifth shot struck the calf fairly, killing it outright. As we wanted only enough meat for the table, and preferred yel-ld-lish, I did not wish to kill the cow, who, now that I was no longer firing, stood over her young one, licking it diligently, occasionally looking around to see what her pursuer was about to do. I hoped that, after a little while, she would leave the dead calf
and set out to hunt up the rest of the herd, but as she remained at the same place, I presently grew impatient of her persistence. Thinking to drive her off, I took out my revolver and commenced to "pepper" her, but she only shook her head as the small bullets struck and stung her. Then I attempted to stampe her by shouting, waving my coat and running toward her, at the same time firing the revolver at her as fast as I could shoot. One of the bullets struck her in the nose, causing her to run, but as the direction of her flight was toward, not away from me, I gave up the attempt to frighten her, and waited her pleasure at a safe distance. When I could spend no more time I again approached and shot her down beside her calf.
The wagon had followed us, coming up soon after I finished skinning my game. Morris had likewise shot a calf, so we left the cow as a prize for bone-gatherers and coyotes, and slowly rode back to camp. R.W.N.
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