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LAWRENCE, KAN., JAN. 20., 1900.
How about the Oratorical Contest?
Isn't it nearly time to wake up?
What has become of the "Masque?" Its dramatic success in the past ought to encourage it to further efforts this year
This was a week of interest for the politicians, with two important elections, the athletic managers and the WEEKLY board yesterday.
From this time on the activity of upper classmen becomes intense. Seniors are discussing "Annual" and "Play" while the "Prom" is the absorbing topic with the Juntors.
Colorado University has a good paper in "Silver and Gold" and its Christmas Souvenir Edition is especially fine, one of the best that has come to our desk, and there are a number of good ones.
The WEEKLY wishes to comment on the strong staff elected to take charge of the paper for the next term. Mr. Humphrey is especially well qualified for the position of editor-in-chief and will have the assistance of an excellent body of associates.
This issue finds many students—especially Freshmen—under the shadow of a horrid nightmare. The examinations which commence on Monday seem ready to swallow them up. Yet it is to be hoped that with a good mount they can leap the chasm and live to read the WEEKLY for many weeks to come.
The financial success of the last football season as shown by the report of General Manager Adams is a matter of much gratification. As was further shown by the report, we can afford to pay a good salary to a coach next year, and we certainly cannot afford to be without a good coach. Economy in that direction doesn't pay.
For a week or more after vacation the vernal breezes blew so softly that everyone thought that gentle spring was here. We were anxiously expecting the spring poet to rise up in his might and deluge us with his effusions. The golfer, the tennis flound and the base ball were all reveling in the enjoyment of their favorite sports at such a season. But Boreas came swiftly down from his northern home and rudely blasted all our hopes and pleasures. Ocear made we hugged the steam pipes and dug up our overcoats, while we mourned for the days that were past.
ATHLETICS FOR THE COMING YEAR.
We have every reason for satisfaction with the records of our athletic teams for the past year and equally good reasons for expecting great things in the year to come.
To speak first of football, although it
is farthest away it is certainly in good hands. With Wilcox as captain, Moulton as manager and Dr. Nalsmith as general manager the team of 1900 ought to be very successful.
To speak of the interests more immediately at hand, baseball and track athletics, prospects are good in both. Messrs. Parent and Nihols have charge of the baseball interests for this springs, and Cates and Gray of the track team, both are in good hands and with the material now in sight both teams ought to be winners.
The Head End Brakeman.
Our train stood in the scorching after- noon sun before a little red station house among the foot hills of a southern Rocky Mountain range. The town consisted of a small depot and a large stock yard. The inhabitants were a railroad agent, his wife two white headed children and a lean sad looking hound; all dwelling together in the little red station house, which was the only sign of human habitation that married the wild barren landscape. Behind us, was a range of ragged peaks, cool and purple in the distance, between which our little train had wound its way, and literally slid dow into this torrid desert. In front rose $a$ succession of flat topped hills with huge boulders jatting from their steep reddish brown slopes.
The busy clicking of a telegraph instrument, and the labored breathing of our locomotive, broke with startling clearness through the still dry air. Little quivering heat waves rose from the hot sandy soil, that bore patches of short lifeless grass, with here and there a discouraged looking yuck scum.
"You got to wait seven minutes," said the operator, leaning out of his little bay window.
"What for?" saked the conductor; as he stood by the window and glanced at an oblong red tin signal that hung over the platform.
"Stock entry just pulled out," was the reply.
"Now why the deuce couldn't they held the entry an let us out first?" said the conductor, growing angry.
"Dispatch said you was late now he wanted to rush the stock through."
"Rush it through, darn it all, does he think the stock's in any more of a rush than the passengers?"
"Dunno, here's your orders."
The conductor took the two little sheets of thin waxed paper, and swearing in a guttaler understone, walked toward the engine, handed one sheet to the engineer, to whom he probably communicated a desire for forceful expression.
In the sleeper's smoking room we wawned and stretched our legs, but no one had an inclination to get out of the car and walk about on the blistering platform. We lazily watched the cigar smoke curl out of the windows, and freely gave our opinion in regard to railroad management. At length the red tin signal creaked as it turned overhead, the conductor shouted "all aboard," though there was no apparent necessity for the warning, and we began another steep ascent. When the conductor came into our smoking room and sat down, fanning himself with his cap, indignation was swelling high under the row of little brass buttons on his vest.
"What's th' matth, boss? inquired the porter, as he refilled bison suit box. There was no reply and the conductor cast disdainful look at the questioner."
The conductor took the proffared cigar, bit off the end with a vicious jerk, and struck a light.
"If you once get off time on this division, he said; 'every thing goes wrong. I've got a head end brakeman that don't make another run with me, I'll promise you. I won't put up with his . confounded nonsense any longer. There aint no good in him anyhow."
"You see a little vexed?" ventured the tobacco drummer. "Have a smoke?"
"Now, having just graduated from a well known university where I gave special attention to ethical study; and feeling that I was soon to begin the solution of our social problem, I considered my duty to reason with this irate official.
"My friend," said I, "there is some good in all of us. It may be hidden beneath a rank growth of youthful follies that wither when touched by the frost of age; or perhaps it is covered with a mass of evil associations that circumstances have thrown around it; but when the rubbish is cleared away, it shines forth, a pure white pearl, uncontaminated by dirt and corruption. If you have this young man discharged, you may compel him to begin a life in which his good qualities may be sunk into a mire of evil relations. Take my advice,sir, remonstrate with him,plead with him to give up his evil ways, and to do his duty to his employers and to so ciety."
Not to be discouraged by a short answer, I endeavored to picture the want of a widowed mother, whose only staff and aid was this erring son; and the responsibility of one who held the power, either to bring joy and gladness to indigent age, or to snatch from a mother's breast the long cherished hope that cheered her declining years. A griu widened the tough old railroader's mouth.
same scornfulllook that had silenced the porter, but deigned to reply, "I ain't much in the habit of pleading."
The conductor withered me with the
"That don't go in this case, young man," he said. "Th' ol woman ain't no widow, by a darn sight, and th' ol man has as fine a ranch as was ever staked off in these parts. Besides long horned cattle and buckin' bronchoes, he has raised three of the toughest characters that ever ornament the inside of a county jail. The superintendent gave this one a jab to hol the 'ol man's stock shipments."
"This information rather disturbed my plan of reasoning; and there was silence for a few moments, during which the conductor puffed vigorously at his cigar. Then he related some of his "head end" brake-man's many sins; but the transgression that brought forth his choicest profanity, was Dan's uncontrollable desire to ride on the engine. If he were wanted to cool a not box, fight tramps, or carry band boxes and babies, he was sure to be found perched behind the fireman or standing on the steps of the cab and hanging on by the brass handles. Of course the firemen protested, but like everyone else they enjoyed his lively company.
"If there was any sense in it," concluded the conductor, "any reason why the boy should see fun in it, I wouldn't mind so much, but I can't see what he gits out of joltin' up an 'down' in a hot smutty cab."
While we back in the sleeper were discussing him, Dan leaned out from the cab as the engine tolled up the steep grade and wound around the foot hills that echoed back and forth its chug! chug! chug!
There is one place on this pass where the railroad is built through a straight, narrow canon. On one side of the track is a high wall of rock, and on the other a steep decent to the noisy little torrent below. When our train was near the middle of this canon, the engineer saw a yellow caboose blocking the outlet. At first he supposed that he was overtaking the 'stock extra' and shut off his steam, but the next instant he saw that the caboose was coming rapidly down the canon, and he knew at once that the heavily loaded freight train had broken in two, and the rear cars were plunging down the mountain. He slid from his seat and pulled over the big reversing lever with a strong effort. It clanged against the footboard, there was a whirring of wheels and the speed slackened. He opened the throttle, the train stopped with a jerk and began moving backward, rapidly gaining speed.
The runaway cattle train had obtained a tremendous velocity, and a terrible race began. The engineer stood leaning forward with one hand on the window sill and the other on the throttle lever, watching the cabose as it came closer and closer. Suddenly turning to Dan and the fire man, he shouted in a thick hoarse voice:
"Get off o' here. They're sure to catch us. No," he continued as the fireman looked downg the steep bank, "Over the tender an uncouple. I'm going to run into 'em an 'keep th' passengers out of it."
"Get out!" was the reply, "This is my biziness." Dan sized him by the shoulder and roughly shoved him on the tender. He hesitated a moment, then followed the fireman, who soon called out, "all right." Dan pulled up the big lever and dropped it back into place, for a moment the drive wheels slipped on the track, they took hold, and the huge machine sprang toward the runaway train.丹 jerked the throttle to its last notch, scrambled over the tender, and jumped blindly from the rear end. In a moment there was a crash that seemed to shake the mountain' then a roar of escaping steam that rolled through the canon and drowned all other sound.
"Go yourself," shouted Dan.
G. F. GODDING
When the engine started from our train, the air hose broke, the breaks set, and we ran out to see what had happened. The engine was a complete wreck, and cattle cars were piled on top of each other or thrown down into the torrent below. Cries of frightened and injured cattle filled the air and heaped upon the engine was a mass of splintered woodwork, twisted iron, and flesh half cooked by escaping steam. At a little distance from the wreck lying where he had struck one of the rails, was the "head end" brakeman.
Sometime after the occurrence of this wreck, I was in a town not far from the canon, reading the stale news in a local weekly paper. I noticed a long article with the attractive heading "Murdered in Madness."
"There was another big row last Saturday night at the 'ZX saloon that resulted
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in the death of two notorious character. and a general cutting and shooting of the other persons present." A vivid report in detail was given in which the writer made the most of this interesting occurrence; carefully analyzed the cause that led up to the quarrel, and minutely described the wounds of the dead and injured. But the closing paragraph particularly interested me: "Dan Patterson, who received fewer hurts than any of the others participating in the affair and is held on the charge of manslaughter will be defended by the railroad lawyers. He was a brakeman on this division, and the road defends him not because he is a faithful employee, but because about a year ago he prevented the wrecking of a passenger train by a runaway freight in Little Creek Canon.
Prof. and Mrs. Sayre entertained Thursday evening in honor of Mr. and Mrs. Robinson. A very pleasant social evening was spent and light refreshments were served.
Were our lives saved through the same blind recklessness that led him into this drunken row?
The Theta annual banquet will take place next Saturday evening at the Elridge house. Many of the out of town alumnies are expected for the occasion.
Miss Florence Farrott very pleasantly entertained Saturday afternoon for Miss Margaret Menet of the Kansas City Journal, who is home on a short visit.
SOCIETY.
Prof and Mrs Haworth entertained about fifty guests Thursday evening. This was the first of a series of social events which they are to give soon.
Mrs. J K Rankin very pleasantly entertained the Phil Delts at dinner Wednesday evening. The table decorations were of white carnations and ferns. About twenty guests were present.
The Barb girls have chosen February 22 as the date for their annual spring party. The affair will be given in New Eldridge hall and under the direction of Mr. Conn as most of the parties this year.
The Senorias Whist club met last Monday afternoon at the home of Miss Mabel Fisher in North Lawrence. The highest scores of the afternoon were made by Miss Mame Adams and Miss Zella Snyder. After the regular game Miss Fisher served very dainty refreshments
Prof. and Mrs. E. Haworth very delightfully entertained the young men of the Beta Theta Pi fraternity with their young lady friends Saturday evening at their home south of town.
The masque ball given by the Zenda Club took place Friday evening in Pythian Hall.
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