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Kansas University Weekly.
Why cure her of her happiness? She died three years ago, and her death was as touching as her life.
It was a beautiful autumn day, at noontide. The sun cast upon the earth and upon his beloved his purest rays.
Seated on the turf near the great apple tree, she watched the progress of her august lover in the heavens.
Never had the heart of this woman been more filled with love; never had her gaze been more tender; never had her dream so approached reality.
They understood each other so well—she and her lover the sun. She had for him so penetrating a gaze, and he for her. He advanced so slowly through the azure fields, doubtless to watch her on her knees before him. But, oh heavens! Suddenly this powerful ray of nature is stopped. Suddenly the sun disappears, not as formerly, by degrees on the bank of the river, after having shaken the brilliant dust from his robe and his feet; but he stops suddenly; he hides himself; he is no longer visible!
Where is he?
"Yes," she cries, "my lover is with my rival! Yes, he is faithless! Yes, he has departed in the daytime and will not return!"
And, as she lived only for him during the day, to salute him in the morning, to sing to him in the springtime, to admire him in the summer, to bless him in the autumn, to mourn him in the winter, to love him at all times; the poor woman, seeing him disappear thus suddenly, without knowing where he was going, without knowing whether he would return, the poor woman died during the eclipse, died of jealousy, of despair, and of love.
She had been dead scarcely a moment when the sun, freed from his innocent encounter with the earth, pursued his tranquil way. But he was too late. All this drama was finished, and the immortal lover, once the object of so ardent a passion, touched with his rays only closed and unseeing eyes.
Yes, she was indeed dead, for this mournful sunbeam, this mute plea for pardon, did not awaken her.—Translated from the French of Jules Janin.
ATHLETICS.
K. U.-Midland Game.
The K. U. boys walked all over and around the stalwart young men from Midland College in a game of foot-ball on McCook field Saturday. When a final reckoning was taken the score stood 56 to o. From the way things were going it looked as if we were out for a century run, and every man in the team wanted to make a touch-down "just to see how it would feel," but the Midland boys quit to catch the train.
While the score is all one way, the game was an exceedingly interesting one. It is certain that a snappier game was never played on McCook Field. The men would scarcely have time to recover their positions after a scrimmage before Quarter Hill had the next play called.
The play was so lively throughout that after the first half the Midland boys became winded, and touch-downs came as fast as little politicians after new administration jobs.
Those who witnessed the game were delighted with the showing the new men made. Those who didn't see it we hope will know better next time.
The line-up for the first half was as follows: Walker, C.; Kaull and Pope, guards; Piatt and Fletcher, tackles; Agnew and Phillips, ends; Hill, quarter; Hess and Burney, halfs; Hester, full.
In order to give the more availing candidates a chance the order was slightly changed in the second half, thus: Smith took Agnew's place at