Kansas University Weekly
Editor-in-Chief:
HILLIARD JOHNSON
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R. G. McKINNIE, W.W.DOUGLAS
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ETHEL A. HICKEY.
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CARL L. COOPER
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LAWRENCE, KANSAS, SEPT. 18, 1897
University Altruism.
And now that the school year is formally opened and study has begun in earnest with its little avocations to crowd the time, we begin to hear of "University spirit." We shall hear more of it tomorrow and the next day, and all through the term and the year. It is an ever popular topic, full of meaning, often too heedlessly discussed. It is altruism with Mr. White's interpretation. It seeks the social good, rather than the individual, but in attaining that attains the highest good of the individual. University spirit may be moral, or spiritual, or intellectual, or perhaps all three, but is not concerned entirely with sober, serious things. It fosters a desire in the student to repay in part the benefits he derives from the University. He can do this by responding with his talents as the various interests of the University may demand. For instance there is the demand of the man that he devote a part of his time to representative University sports; of the fluent speaker and the skilled disputant that they win laurels for their school in oratory
The Proper Way to Kick.
Under the new management of the WEEKLY there will be a radical change from the course this paper has formerly pursued. We expect to print all the news. When anything happens that will interest the public you may rest assured that it will be found by the WEEKLY staff for the WEEKLY staff is every where. Some things which will be printed may make some people mad. We don't care if they do. When people get mad they kick. This don't worry us in the least, but when you kick don't go around secretly and roar to your friends trying to keep the WEEKLY from finding out that you are mad.
Write up your soreness and bring it to the WEEKLY or better yet tell one of the staff about it and space permitting.
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BASEMENT STORE
we will publish your protest if it is a material one.
There is no personal spirit in what the WEEKLY says or does. We are no respector of persons and every one has the same opportunity. If we wake you up we are satisfied.
The course of one our most popula athletic men is worthy of emulation. For two years he was one of the hardest working men who reported on McCook field, but failed of the first team. This, although doubtless disappointing, did not discourage his energy. He continued to play faithfully, and when he did attain his ambition he knew his position almost perfectly. He distinguished himself against Ann Arbor's big center, but remained a teachable student of the game. Last year he played center in remarkable form. "Rock of Ages" Pendleton pronounced him not only the best center Kansas ever had but the best in the Interstate league. After this he was candidate for captain of the Varsity, but was defeated. There were no sore spots however. We find him in the summer writing to Captain Kennedy that he would return to try for his old position at center. He is not here to take center and confer an honor in the taking. He is here, as every patriotic man should be, to try for his position. This is the stuff that football men are made of. Many candidates for the team could take lessons of "Sal" Walker and many doubtless will.
The Andrews incident has closed and everyone is happy, though possibly not quite content. The Brown corporation suffered a humiliating backdown, though their apprehensions of the dire results of President Andrews' withdrawal are relieved. The students joyfully welcome their favorite back, but lament the necessity for doing so. President Andrews, while glad to return to the University, which he has done so much to build up, is forced to withdraw the series of articles which he had prepared for the Cosmopolitan Magazine. In fact the latter is probably the only party to the fusco which will be supremely content. With a great quantity of free advertising and an enormous increase in circulation to tide him through the cold months, Mr. John Brisben Walker can well sit in the comfort of his palatial residence on the Hudson and await the next appearance on the disturbed horizon of a man suited to conduct his great disinterested, philanthropic, Cosmopolitan University;
It is fitting that the eloquence of Christian A. Rohrer should have consecrated the departure of the old water tank. Neither is it strange that after that effort the old tank should have retired from its offices into the basement and refused to hold water any longer. And so, with no torturing exordium, here's to the new tank; may its waters gush clear and cold. Fill your tin cups to the brim, boys, and drink her down.
We may have few stars in the football team this year, but we will have eleven strong, earnest men who will play as a unit. And after all this is what we need. We have had unsurpassed individual players before but have lacked team work. As Doctor Woodruff well says, "I prefer teachable, ordinary men to stars, for what is one man against eleven."
It must be a pleasure to an alumnus of the eighties to visit the University and find Chancellor Snow in the capacity of instructor once more. The students gladly welcome him back to us. We hope the relations thus re-established may serve the Chancellor's desire of getting into closer touch with the student body.
The crime of spitting upon the floor should be punishable by suspension. There is no more dangerous or filthy habit, and those who practice it deserve no mercy.
The Montpeller Leader is one of the popular weekly newspapers of rural Ohio. It could not be otherwise with Frank Whitzel and Will Reno to push it.
Here is a true story of blighted hopes. She was a sweet little thing, pretty and young—especially young. She had heard all about fraternities from their village swell, who was a Sigma Nu, and of course her head had been filled with an ambition to become a 'sweet new girl.'
SHARPS AND FLATS
The rain has come. The dust is gone
We may be happy yet...you bet.
She came to Lawrence, and just exactly half a minute after she had stepped upon the depot platform, a dashing young girl had hugged her rapturously, and invited her to a rushing party. She accepted.
Out came her fluffiest dress and her
prettiest ribbons, out came a box of Mennen's Borated Falcum, Pozzons's, or something of the sort; and out came two or three innocent looking pencils — also out came the stars.
AT THE LOWEST PRICES ARTHUR STREET
Yes, she went to the party; and she came home. She looked in the mirror carefully,
very, very carefully.
Oh — oh — ohl! Her eyebrows were a royal Phi Gam purple.
He came to Lawrence with his head, full of nothing, and his "box" full of clothes.
TO LATE, A SAD, SAD STORY.
of nothing, and his "box" full of clothes.
An inventory was taken, and it was found that he possessed 253 neckties and fifty-two pairs of cuffs.
They were sure of him — too sure
That settled it. He was rushed.
On the fourth day a prominent Frater in Universate received a letter signed "Yours in — kai —" He rushed up to the hall.
"Boys, boys," he shouted out of breath "go slow! His father is a drayman and his mother takes in washing—and—and we've thought he was a millionaire."
Late, late, too late! The colors had already been pinned upon his coat. But—he was never initiated.
"My dear," said the girl in brown," why did you pledge yourself to the Pi Phis when just this morning you told me you would not think of joining a fraternity as you could not afford it and as your parents did not approve?"
SIXTEEN TO ONE—AGAIN
And the girl in brown walked away, murmuring something about 'that was the first time she ever knew the sixteen to one theory to work out, nohow.'
"Wall," said the girl in blue, "I like to know how you could help it when sixteen girls got around you, all gabbing and hugging you at once?"
This is an interview that was not intended for an interview.
TABLE TALK.
"I see they are rushing for all that's in it," she murmured, as she toyed with the sugar tongs.
The saub nosed girl, who said just what she pleased and did not care a snap, began it.
"Yes," replied the K. K. G., glad of an opportunity to converse upon the beloved subject for she was as yet only a young K, K. G.
"We are having just the most fun, and the loveliest success. You see, some of our girls have been basier than the proverbial busy bee all summer long, writing to Kansas towns to find out who is coming to the University."
"I is that so?" said the snub nosed girl "Yes," said the K. K. G., "but we often get disappointed in the girls from out of town. I think we ought to take in more town girls."
The snub nosed girl looked at the K.K.G and dropped her right eyelid.
"That reminds me,"she said, "What fraternities are rushing Miss—"
"None?" replied the K. K. G.
"None! Well! I'm surprised. She is one of the nicest, most refined girls I ever saw. She expects to be rushed—why shouldn't she when you have been so very friendly with her this summer? Any girl would who has been treated as she has been. I think you are making a mistake."
"Well," said the K. K. G., warming up to the subject, "she is poor, and we can't take her in."
"Now there is Miss —; I doubt if she would be rushed at all if her father were not wealthy, and did not own a beautiful home. I hope you see what I mean."
"Ah," said the snub-nosed girl, raising her eyebrows.
"That your purpose is to raise the standard of womanhood, to become better and more womany women yourself, and to make others better and more womanly women? Are you raising that standard any by taking in girls who have been reared in luxury—who have been sheltered and protected and petted all their lives, and who perhaps do not even know that there is a standard of womanhood to be raised? Can those girls raise the standard any more than girls who have been in touch with the world, who have known sorrow and trouble, and yet, who are coming through it all sweet and pure and refined? How many fraternity girls remember that vow after they have taken it?"
Fall Styles
The K. K. G. looked up quickly. "What principles?"
"Yes," said the snub-nose girl, "I see
that one you are looking to noses."
The K. K. G. was looking at her plate. "You are right," she said, "but we really can't afford to take in a girl who is poor and who has not a nice home in which to entertain."
"Can't afford it? Such a girl as Miss
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Would it not be better to take her in than some of those girls who have money—but what else? Not that I admire Miss — any more for desiring to be rushed. I think she is foolish therein, but it is too bad to see a deserving girl disappointed."
"I think," said the K. K. G. as she arose from the table. "I think I will speak to the girls about her today."
A GAME OF THE SEASON.
Then, if the curve of the right hand corner of the left ear is perfectly symmetrical, the question is put either that night or the next day. The question varies but little. Sometimes it is "to be or not to be" but offener it is "won't you be?"
In case there are two or three girls who are 'it' at the same time, the game is called progressive rushing, and is. of course, much more lively.
A rushing party is a very interesting amusement. It does not resemble a football game, although judging from its name you might be led to think so. It is not apt to become a very popular game, however, for the reason that it is not every one who can play it.
Four young ladies who are chosen to begin the game, group themselves about a sweet new girl who is "it." Then they rush ahead to ask questions and to volunteer sweet nonsense, while the sweet new girl answers "yes ma'am" and "no ma'am" with charming grace. After spending exactly six minutes and forty-three seconds in making their tongues rush along at the most rapid rate possible, the pair rush away to the next room, where from behind the draperies they stare at the sweet, new girl, and compare notes upon the curve of the right hand corner of her left ear, and the tint of her lower lip.
In the meantime four other girls have rushed to group themselves about the sweet, new girl, and after spending the required six minutes and forty-three seconds in conversation, they too rushed away to the next room to compare notes, while the first quartette rushes back.
And so the game goes on until all the girls but the one who is "it" have had a chance at the rushing.
The prize, if won, is shared by all the girls.
They were from the same town and had graduated from the high school together. When they both decided to come to the University, all their friends thought it would be "so very nice. They would be so much company for each other, you know and neither of them would get home sick."
They came to Lawrence. After the first day or two he noticed that whenever he met her she was surrounded by a bevy of laughing, chattering girls. How did she manage to get acquainted so quickly, he wondered. He wouldn't mind having a few such warm friends himself, for he felt decidedly lonesome and left out in the cold.
HE AND SHE.
She was so engrossed in her new friends that she sometimes failed to see him when they met on the street or in the halls. He heard her say once after she had spoken to him in passing. "Oh it's just one of the boys from home, you know!"
"Why, where have you been keeping yourself? I have just been dying to see you! Why don't you come up to see me offener?"
After awhile one of the boys' fraternities suddenly awoke to the fact that they were missing a good thing in not taking him in. He felt himself growing hopelessly popular all at once and was completely overwhelmed by the new strange sense of his own importance. But he knew by this time what all these things meant and it was not long before some little ends of ribbon adorned his left lapel.
This story ought to end with the deserved humiliation of her and the equally deserved triumph of him. But it doesn't. He was just as glad to see her as he
One day she appeared with a big bunch of ribbons pinned on her dress and after that she never saw him at all.
He met her in the hall. She broke away from a crowd of girls and rushing madly up to him exclaimed:
she was to see him and he went to call on her quite often after that.
The Junior also comes to town early. He spends the first few days in seeing the boys and meeting the new men. About the middle of the first week of school he casually drops into the Registrar's office and enrolls. Occasionally when he has nothing else to do he attends a class but on no account does he permit himself more than one day during the first week or two. The pressing requests of his professors to "Please see the Dean and get your work settled as soon as possible," he treats with the calm disdain befitting one of his station. At the end of about two weeks he gets text books and leisurely makes up the work he has lost. He does not consider it good form to be doing regular work until school has been open at least three weeks and if he is a very experienced student he delays a week or two longer.
The Freshman gets to town the first day the University opens and registers himself immediately. He buys his text books and has all his lessons prepared the first time his classes meet. He attends them all the first day and is settled down to regular work within a day or two.
Women's League.
The student who finds the most fault with the club board is not always the one who has the most to eatwhen he is at home.
And these are things we cannot quite understand.
The annual meeting of the Women's League will be held at the Chancellor's house on Thursday afternoon September 23rd, at 5 o'clock.
The member or members of the faculty who designed the present system for the registration and enrollment of students may feel proud of their work. Students who have made a close study of the interesting process of "working the faculty" for four studies or unearned credits and who are considered authority on these subjects express the opinion that the schemas which have worked in the past to procure these benefits will work no longer.
The holding of class recitations in the seminary rooms in Spooner library has been prohibited as it is said that the walls are so thin that students in other rooms are disturbed by the noise.
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