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UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
SUNDAY, APRIL 18, 1943
To Vote In Election Tuesday Is Duty All University Women Should Perform
Tuesday is an election day.
The first women's election under the new unicameral system and with open political parties will be decided Tuesday when the polls are opened to University women. Once again students have the opportunity and the privilege to voice their opinions and to have a part in the selection of their student leaders.
How many women at the University will take advantage of this, however? In past elections, student interest and participation have varied. Last spring, the heat of the campus competition brought approximately 850 women to the polls, but still, in the recent election for the new constitution, the total number of votes for both men and women was only 522. Does an election have to be a cut-throat race before students will take interest? It is a person's duty one time just as well as another to vote on candidates and questions in an intelligent manner so that student government will be carried out according to the wishes of all students instead of a minority number.
Many upper classmen, especially seniors, have declared that the students elected will not affect them because they themselves will not be in school next year. This argument does not stand. It is the duty and the task of every upper classman to cast an intelligent vote for persons with whom he can trust the future of his alma mater. Freshmen coming into the University next year deserve the consideration of seniors and other students, whether they are returning to school or not, to elect for the freshmen a council and a group of leaders that they will be proud and willing to accept.
The political question this year is lined up into two political parties, each claiming approximately the same basic platforms. Whether students belong to one political party, whether they know what the background of combines out of which political parties grew, or whether they are even interested in politics or not makes no difference—every woman on the University campus should study the political candidates to the best of her ability and then vote according to her fairest judgment.
America Should Grow Up Enough To End Non-Essential Debates
At a time when great questions of war strategy, manpower, production, and postwar planning are confronting the leaders of the nation, it is indeed unfortunate that these leaders must be bothered with the bickering of troublemakers concerning petty issues.
To many persons in the nation, no leader or official seems too busy to listen to the cry about some insignificant problem—such as cutting the size of caskets or the shortage of jelly beans at Easter. How persons can actually take time away from vital jobs and from necessary planning to complain about such trivial matters, is in itself a problem.
Why is it that some persons in the United States cannot realize that this nation is at war—a real war—where the results are so important that the size of caskets or the number of jelly beans doesn't make any difference? Congress and production leaders of the country should be acting in their most intelligent way to bring all things to a centralized war effort. If they
Just Wondering___
If the diligent work of University professors like E. D. Kinney, who developed a new process for extraction of alumina, is fully appreciated.
--see the necessity of cutting from 3 to 6 inches off caskets and of reducing the production of jelly beans, why can't American people accept such facts and aid in such an action?
A fitting letter on such a general subject was sent to Time magazine by a group of soldiers at Camp Claiborne, La. The men wrote, "Join the Army, if you are one of the misused civilians, and get all these good things that we soldiers deprive you of."
How can we have time to sit around and argue about the size of caskets while the men over seas are fighting and dying without a word? Isn't it time for the American people at home to grow up?
Engineers Make It Go
Dr. Baldwin M. Woods, professor of mechanical engineering at the University of California, fixes the engineer's position in wartime as "The engineer, the physicist, and the industrialist are partners in the gigantic program of modern production. The engineer stands between science and industry and must look both ways. The discovery of a principle is the physicist's job; applying it in one or a thousand ways is the engineer's. The problem of the engineer in wartime is to see that the ideas conceived by science are converted to practical use as efficiently as possible."
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By MARY MORRILL
The communal system: Corbin Hall was amazed when it overheard Joe Pfaff, A. K. Psi, asking Mary Martha Huddelson, if he could borrow her corduroy jacket to wear on a date.
The coat originally belonged to Larry "Shower Bath" Hickey, Pfaff's roommate, and Pfaff borrowed it most of the time. Then in a weak moment, Hickey gave the garment to Mary Martha.
Pfaff is quite unhappy. Walking over to Corbin before every date is both inconvenient and embarrassing.
--you ask for "number seven"
and they give you number nine,
"thousand."
Where speech ceases to be a freedom: At 1215 Oread, Nancy Neville (father a coca cola magnate—or something) keeps the girls in cokes, and the girls keep the cokes in ice. The ice man hadn't been around for a week. Indignant, Jean Spencer called the plant and began laying the first male voice which answered out for inefficiency, maladministration, and being generally an all-around rat.
There was much sputtering at the other end.
"Who is this speaking anyway?" asked Jean.
"This is Chancellor Malott," was the frigid reply.
--you ask for "number seven"
and they give you number nine,
"thousand."
The wind—a Mt. Oread Institution: George Rinehart and Elmer Beth, professors of the department of journalism, were together when Mr. Rinehart's hat blew up in a tree. The crease lined up parallel with a small branch, the wind blew the hat against the branch, and Mr. Rinehart was bareheaded for many minutes.
While waiting for the hat, the two professors watched passing students and observed with satisfaction that they weren't alone in their grief.
This is, perhaps, an opportune time to introduce two lines of Shirley Kelley's latest poetical work on wind:
To many, a wind is depressing and frightful.
To others, the same is uplifting—delightful.
On confusing one's instructors: Luther Welsh, Beta, was eating ice cubes in physics. The professor was explaining. "I could get this across a lot better," he said, "if I had a piece of ice to demonstrate with." In the manner of an Information Please prop girl, Welsh walked from the back of the room and silently produced a cube from his pocket.
Hill Sailors Swing Out Wanta' Go Home
The marching lines of singing sailors are now a permanent part of the campus scene; and almost as well-known as the University alma mater is their gripe song, "We Don't Want No More of Kansas."
By Jane Miner
According to Maurice Roberts, yeoman second class, and
According to Maurice Robeditor of the machinists mates' paper, the Micrometer, who questioned many of the sailors about the song, it has grown up here on the Hill. Origin of the music is unknown, but the first verses to the song were started by the second or third division of sailors which came here. These groups have now left the campus.
Following are eight of the many verses the "singing sailors" have evolved, ranging in topic all the way from KU women to the coffee they drink that "tastes like iodine."
The manner of development of the song has usually been for a talented member of the group to sing the verse, making the words up as he goes along, and then for the rest of the men to join in on the chorus. As each division of sailors comes in, it adds new verses. In this manner the Navy has begun a Kansas folk song.
The coffee that they give you They say is mighty fine It's good for cuts and but
The pay that they give you
And tastes like iodine.
**Chorus:**
Oh! We don't want no more of Kansas
We just want go home.
They say is mighty fine They give you fifty dollars And fine you forty-nine.
The doughnuts that they feed you
They say are very fine
One rolled off of the table
And killed a pal of mine.
Chorus:
Now the shoes that they give you They say are mighty fine
The haircuts that they give you They say are latest style
They start out with a cleaver And end up with a file.
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The girls out here in Kansas They say are mighty kind
But when you try to date one
You'll surely change your mind.
Chorus:
But the Captain put his foot down. And stepped all that you had.
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We march down to the drill field And smother in the dust.
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