The Students Journal
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The stock of the STUDENTS 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 total expenditures for education in the state of Kansas last year were $8,415,604.63—a cost per capita of population of $4.02, and per capita of pupils of $13.25.
A CONNOISSEUR has said that in all beauty there is an idea; so that a countenance to be handsome must in some way at sight quicken a sentiment or stir a memory in the beholder.
THE Regents and Faculty are doing all they can to place our school among the foremost Universities of the land, and to keep her there. What are the students doing to aid them?
In the inter-collegiate chess tournament this spring, between Columbia, Haryard, Yale, and Princeton, the first place was won by Columbia, and second, by Harvard. A chess tournament would make a good addition to our list of inter-collegiate mental athletic contests.
Tinouch his generosity to the faculty ladies in suppressing their ages, the "Quivira" chronicler very unjustly omitted to give one of the old men of the faculty credit for his two score and ten. This was probably not due to getting the aforesaid professor wrongly classified. ___
The publishers of "Quvira" should keep careful guard over their portraits of professors and college editors for fear that some patent medicine house will appropriate them to run at the head of its literary productions; or that the daily papers will use them in the emergency of a sudden death of some prominent politician. They are new to the public.
This week Chicago witnessed the formal opening of the grandest and most instructive university in the world. Its summer session will last but six months; but it admits students of all classes and conditions, and in lieu of a diploma gives its graduates what cannot be contained within a dozen "sheep-skins"—positive, seeing, knowledge. Attendance at this University should not be viewed by KU students merely as an opportunity for the gratification of curiosity, but as a supplement to, and a practical realization of our own curriculum
THE "figger-flend" has been at work with the faculty biographies and has given in his results, viz: The entire faculty represents an accumulation of over one thousand years, when put end to end. The oldest member is sixty-three, the youngest is twenty-six, and the average is thirty-eight years. Twelve are sinle, and, excluding the ladies, their ages lie between twenty five and thirty-eight years. Of the five professors thirty-four years old, only two were born in the same month of the year, and as far apart in that month as was possible. Five were born in the month of May, four each in March, June, July, September and December. None were born in January, February, or October, so if you ever aspire to teach the young idea to shoot be careful that you are born in one of the lucky months, better in the month of roses. A dozen have studied in European universities and six hold degrees from K. U. only.
THE "QUIVIRA."
Last Thursday at the noon intermission there went out from the University, radiating to all parts of the city, an artistic and educational influence, of which the Class of '03 may well be the proud parent. At that time its Annual, the "Quivira," was being proudly carried away by hundreds of students to be examined during the dinner hour with many ejaculations of pleasure and surprise.
To say that this Annual is far superior to anything of the kind which has heretofore been issued from the University, is to tell but little of the quality of its contents, and of its appearance. On the first cover page the romantic word "Quivira," in large gold letters stands out against the dark blue tinge of the cloth coyer. Thus, before the buyer opens his newly received treasure, his mind filled with Spanish romance, intermingled with scenes of early Kansas history, he is reminded that the first loyalty of the new book is to the state. The second place inside is given to a picture of her best educational institution—the University.
The book is large, well edited, well written, of a dignified tone throughout, and its contents so thoroughly and fairly cover all features of the University and its life, that it is but another indication of the high standard of education and ability of the Class of '93—the largest ever graduated from the University. Besides the wholesome amount of valuable information concerning the University and its workers, the book devotes considerable space to the events of the students' lighter moments. But the "Quivira" ranks far above the usual publications of its class, in that it is not a collation only of the lighter side of student life. Its preponderance of more solid material shows that a higher aim was had in its conception; and it will become a source of valuable information, as well as of profitable advertising for the University.
The biographies of the corps of instructors are noteworthy for their briefness, completeness and excellence in stating what is interesting of each person. All portraits, interior and exterior scenes of the various buildings, and pictures of the National History Museum, are half-tone reproductions of photographs. The other illustrations are excellent pen and ink pictures, and are nearly all made by George E. Little of this city. The printing and binding by Hall & O'Donald of Topeka, is of superior quality, with the exception of the photographic reproductions. These latter, although well made, are not well printed. The publishing house has shown excellent taste in its composition and arrangement of the printed matter.
All in all, the book is one which will be a credit to the class, the school, the town, and will be of much worth in disseminating knowledge of our alma mater, and in placing her in the front ranks of education in the new world. The management spent much time, and made every effort to make this Annual a success, and to their endeavors is due this splendid product of art, literature and industry. It should find a place on the shelf of every student and friend of the University. If you have not already done so, procure a copy for yourself. You will be repaid.
The worldly man of business is ever and anon crying that the college-bred man is impractical; and often he has just cause for this criticism. But it would not seem that in public places the college-bred man is far behind others, when we remember that although college men form but a fraction of one per cent of the voters in the United States they hold fifty-eight per cent of the best public offices. The trained thinker, the strong and liberal man, is always in demand.
THE student who has been worrying about the disposition of his old clothes has found a happy solution in the May day exercises and now with easy mini strolls into the shops for fresh purchases
OUR STUDY WINDOW.
[From the Icelandic.]
THE SHEPHERD POET SITTING ON THE
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There dwelt a man at Thingvelbe caller Thorkell. He was a rich man in live stock and always had it comfortable in his house; he was not a man of rank. His shepherd was named Halljoern, but was called Hail. He would often come to the howe or grave-mound of Thorelfe [a poet] and sleep there of nights and keep his cattle near at hand; it always came to his mind that he would like to compose some song of praise about the howe-dwier, and he was always talking about that as he lay on the howe. But because he was not a poet and had not received the art, he did not get it composed, and he never got along any further with the poem than this: "Here lies a poet." But more he did not get composed.
One night as usual he was trying on the howe and was engaged in his usual occupation of trying to increase somewhat the poem about the howe-dweller. After a while, he slept, and then he saw that the howe opened up, and there went out of it a man large of stature and well built. He came up the howe to Hallbjoern and said: "There you lie, Hallbjoern, and will persist in trying to do that which you have no gift for, that is, to compose a song of praise concerning me. And either it shall happen that this art shall be given to you, and that you shall receive from me much more than from most other men—and it is quite likely that it shall so be—or else you need not bother yourself about this any longer. I shall now say a stanza for you, and if you get the stanza learned and know it when you awake, then will you become a great poet." Then he took and pulled his tongue for him and repeated this: "Here lies the诗 that of all poets was the greatest paragon." Now you shall begin the poem thus and compose a song in praise of me, when you awake; you must make it as elaborate as possible, both in meter and diction, and above all in the figures of speech." Then he turned again into the howe and it closed after him; and Hallbjoern awoke and thought he saw the howe-dweller's shoulders disappearing in the howe. Afterward he remembered the line and went home to the settlement with his cattle after a time and related the occurrence.
Halbjoern afterwards composed a song in praise of the howe-dweller, and became a very great poet and soon went abroad and made poems about many chiefs, and received from them many honors and good gifts and thereby made much money. And there went about concerning him a great saga both here and abroad, though it has not here been written down. E.E.S.
EPHRAIM DOD'S DISH RAG.
It is not a very usual thing for a man to own a dis-brag, except in his wife's name, but no teminine hand ever washed the dish-rug of Ephraim Dod, and this statement is only a foreshadowing of his way of life. He was the sole occupant of a dingy, two-roomed house set close beside a dusty country road, although there were thirty acres of land behind it. He wanted to be where he could exchange a word with his neighbors now and then, he said, and because he was most always in the kitchen, he chose to use the front part of the house for work which is generally carried on in the rear. It did not disconcert Eph Dod in the least to have a passer by stop and stare at his domestic arrangements, and perhaps make a joke or two at his awkwardness. It gave things a sort of a homelike feeling, he said. The community repaid him by taking a great interest in his peculiarities.
Eph's "favorit" eatin "' was pumpkin pic. He had once remarked that if he were thrown into a pumpkin pie as big as Lake Erie, he could eat his way out without any difficulty. Cosequently the cornfield back of the house was adorned with pumpkin vines, and as early as the first yellow beauty was ready
One fine fall day Farmer Caldwell, driving along the dusty road, saw Eph's pigs eating pumpkin rind. He smiled as he slowed up his horses before Eph's open door. Smoke was pouring from the stove pipe chimney. Evidently Eph had a baking fire. The dishes—he seemed to have used every dish in the house—were piled up on the table, and a pin of hot water stood beside them.
for use, pumpkin pe season at Eph's set in to stay.
"Howdy, Eph," said his caller, slapping the off horse with the rein and looking into the distance.
"Howdy, Colonel, Howdy!"
"Pumpkin pie time?" asked the colonel, bringing a pair of twinkling eyes to bear on Eph's movements.
"Pears like it is" said Eph, making a great clatter among the dishes.
"Pears like you're makin' a good deal of noise, too, don't it?"
"M' dish-rag 'sit out," Eph explained. Caldwell chuckled. "I'll ask Miss' Caldwell to lend you hers till yours gets back," and he chuckled again as he drove on.
Eph sat down and fanned the fire with his dust pan—he never used that article for any other purpose—as was his custom when his culinary course of action was dubious. There were rags enough in his wardrobe, but there wasn't one of them superfluous, so to speak. Finally he got up and washed the dishes with his hands, turning them down on the table to dry. Such an effeminate luxury as a dish towel he had never possessed. By the time the dishes were washed the pies were baked, and as Eph surveyed them, set on the window-sill to cool, his pride rose and his mouth watered. To him disl-'rags were as naught.
A few days later Farmer Caldwell again drew up in passing Eph's door, Strange to say Eph did not see him. In response to his name, however, he came and stood slouching in the doorway. It did not take long to bring the conversation round to pies, and then—
"Dish-rag turned up?" inquired the farmer.
"Yes," said Eph, shortly.
"Twan hurt none," said Eph, trying to defend himself before hand. "Twas in one o' the pies."
Dr. Williston returned from Chicago Tuesday afternoon. He says that Prof. Dyche's exhibit will be one of the interesting features of the fair. It is placed in an annex to the Kansas building, and is arranged in a quadrant of a sphere in such a way that the observer seems to look away over mountains in the distance. The trees and shrubbery are perfect imitations.
Glen Miller, '86, who is now in a flourishing business in Salt Lake City, was in Lawrence last week.
WAUKENHOSE!
The Best Sock Made.
Easy on the Foot
ABE LEVY,
SOLE AGENT.
HUTSON'S
Restaurant and Bakery
Confectionary, Fruits, Etc.
715 Massachussetts Street.
BICYCLES.
We Quit Business in Lawrence
The Fowler, 32 pounds, $150.
Werling Special, 27 pounds, $150.
Majestic Light Roadster, $115.
Americus, 30 inch wheels, $100.
Constellation, lady or gentleman. $90.
MIDLAND CYCLE CO.,
900 Mass. St., [up stairs.]
on account of a recent change in our firm. We commence
SATURDAY, April 15,
to close out our entire stock
Regardless of Cost
and value. Beware of imposters. Only genuine
Quitting Sale
Progress-Clothing
IS AT
COMPANY,
733 Massachusetts Street.
Entire stock must be sold in 30 days. Store for rent. Fixtures for sale.
Oread Greenhouses.
CUT FLOWERS!
South Tenn. Street.
CENTRAL BARBER SHOP,
Elegant Bath Rooms
Just re-fitted in first class style.
JOHN PUTNAM, Man'g'r.
700 Kansas Ave., Topeka, Kan.
MONEY TO LOAN
On Personal Property, at
Passon's Cheap Bazar,
723 Mass. Street.
CARPENTER'S
Church and Institute
Shorthand Institute,
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Lawrence, Kansas.
HULTS & CAVIN.
Fresh Meats and Groceries.
Gor. Kentucky and Lee Sts.