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UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
SUNDAY, MAY 17, 1942
The KANSAN Comments...
Perry Started Something $ ^{*} $
When Admiral Matthew Calbraith Perry steamed into Yeddo Harbor aboard the Susquehanna, leading a squadron of four warships, July 8, 1863, he started a little bush fire of economic exploitation which has blazed into a forest fire of world aggression.
He negotiated a treaty meant to make Japan a commercial gold mine for America, but the Land of the Rising Sun didn't follow the pattern of China; Japan was one old dog that learned new tricks, even showed the teacher a few. Before 1853, these islands, which ancient explorers and navigators called Cipango, for centuries had accepted no foreigners—except a few Dutch traders.
The Dutch were kept cooped up on an island in Nagashaki Harbor, to which one Netherland's vessel a year was allowed to bring stringently supervised shipments and to leave with a precious load of silks and spices such as had made Cipango famous in the tales of Marco Polo. Any hapless European or American sailor who was shipwrecked and cast ashore on Japanese soil was executed or interned for life.
Nipponese weren't permitted to build oceangoing ships; if they ventured beyond the confines of their inland sea, never were they allowed to return to the Flowery Kingdom. Only in one instance had a Jap returned from the "outer world" with impunity. His name was Nakahama Manjuro; in 1838, his fishing boat had been driven by angry winds to an uninhabited Pacific island where he was picked up by an American whaler and taken to San Francisco. He completed his odyssey by returning to Japan in 1850; he was immediately incarcerated. Manjuro had defied the law, but his knowledge of machines and the English language made him too valuable to destroy.
Upon Commodore Perry's arrival in Yeddo Bay, the Japs brought Manjuro out of the dungeons, dusted him off, vested him in silks and made him act as interpreter. Through his efforts, a trade treaty was signed. Perry had pierced Nippon's policy of isolation. After the treaty was completed, High Commissioner Matsusaki muttered, "Nippon and America, all same heart."
Perhaps Japan would have refused Perry the treaty, would have pursued her policy of isolation in her own little island kingdom, had it not been for Manjuro, the interpreter. Admiral Perry started something when he opened Japan for "exploitation" 88 years ago. Our duty today is to keep Japan from exploiting the whole world.
Crisis in Trucking
The trucking industry, like the railroad industry, is up against a crisis. This crisis grows from a limited amount of new equipment at a time when the demand for use of trucks for heavy hauling is far larger than at any previous period.
Ordinarily, trucks haul a fifth of the nation's freight. They account for nearly half of the marketing of livestock and many other farm products. They are breaking freight hauling records and will continue to break them, if conditions permit.
But trucks for civilian use no longer can be made, and the supply of 150,000 on hand is being carefully doled out. Tires are scarce and may not be available for many trucks now on the road. Naturally in the rationing of gasoline, trucks will be favored.
In spite of these shortages, the trucking industry is in no danger of going out of business. It is too important to the war effort. Trucks and railroads now are carrying the bulk of the freight business once hauled by ship, and the railroads could not do the job alone. Also, trucks are indispensable for short hauls and for speedy cross-country delivery of rush orders.
Yet another problem plagues the truckers state trade barriers. Present state regulations are hampering the free flow of highway commerce. Industry wants Washington to suspend state laws that interfere with interstate traffic. This problem can and must be solved soon, if trucking is not to be hindered.
These, then, are the industry's problems. How can they be met?
Trucks will be loaded to capacity. Operators will make more efficient use of equipment. Second-hand trucks will be bought and used, and companies with little business will lease their trucks to other firms. Retail stores, newspapers, and others who deliver will reduce the number of deliveries and join with competitors to eliminate duplicate routes.
Thus, through the conservation of equipment, giving careful consideration to repairs, loading to capacity and pooling trucks, the industry expects and hopes to be able to perform the job assigned to it for a long time to come. The common citizen will feel the pinch, but war is war.
No more black eyes can be blamed on revolving doors. A new revolving door has been marketed which has an electric eye that controls the revolutions.
OFFICIAL BULLETIN
UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS
Vol. 39 Sunday, May 17, 1942 No.138
Notices due at News Bureau. 8 Journalism, at 10 a.m. on day of publication during the week, and at 11 a.m. on Saturday for Sunday issue.
Students who have taken the courses in Home Nursing and Child Care are eligible for Red Cross Certificates in Home Hygiene and Care of the Sick. Former students who are interested should make inquiry at the office of the Department of Home Economics. Room 104, Fraser hall.
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NO REGULAR MEETING of the College Faculty on Tuesday, May 19—Dene W. Malott, Chancellor.
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"HAL'S REALLY CRAZY ABOUT ME... HE SAYS I'M WORTH MY WEIGHT IN SAVINGS STAMPS"
Contributed by the American Society of Magazine Cartoonists.
Miss Beulah Morrison, prof. of psychology, in her 10:30 lecture class Friday morning began writing the word "plagiarism" on the board to illustrate her point. She finished writing the letters "plag--" then paused as if not sure of what same next.
A voice from the midst of the students rang out, "i".
Miss Morrison then wrote "iarism" on to the first part.
"Thank you," she said as she turned around and endeavored to search out her benefactor.
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In preparation for their serenade next Tuesday night, the Sigma Kappa's were meditating over what they should sing under the balcony of the Phi Delt house.
"Why don't we sing 'Tell Me Why?' someone ventured.
Mary Frances Sullivan, fine arts junior and song leader for the house, asked for suggestions.
"Why don't we sing 'Tell Me Why' someone ventured.
"Good idea," smiled Mary Frances, "We'll sing 'Tell Me Why' I think.
(Tell me why I think) (get it?)
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Making ready for their big spring party a-week-ago Friday night, the D. U. freshmen toiled until late the preceding Thursday night and Friday morning.
All but two—Alvin Voigt and David Hax.
Since Delta Upsilon discipline is unmerciful, the two men who slept through the toil were sought out Monday night and tossed into Potter's lake.
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Boy, this Potter's lake makes the news more often than the Phi Psi- Theta feud.
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Maybe there's nothing to it—but we're wondering who the co-ed was whom Sig Alph Clark Page dated very frequently (including 4 Sig Alph parties) and kissed her (once).
Two weeks after this momentous occasion (the one kis) he was stricken with trench-mouth.
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The Teke's are raising bees.
The front porch of the Teke house has been swarming for some time with hundreds of the honey-makers but it wasn't until last Saturday that the varmints left the porch and started buzzing around a tree in the yard.
College senior Dean Mitchelson, Baxter Springs, thought that here was the most opportune moment to both rid the porch of the menace and to capture a bunch of bees for the house. So he dressed in several suits of clothing and prepared to climb the tree, carrying a big sack to put them in.
He, up the tree, reached for a handful of bees—they attacked him—he slid to the ground, stung from the top of his shirt collar to the top of his head. (His head was beginning to resemble a hedge-apple because of so many bumps.)
One bee, he discovered, was trapped inside his right ear so the brothers hurried him off toward the hospital. On the way, the bee flew out.
"I'm OK now, let me at them @*&$!?(!* bees," Dean yelled, so the car was turned about and again the bee-man climbed the tree after the creatures.
This time "all" the bees attacked him. Again he slid to the ground and this time he was ready to go to the hospital to stay.
Dean Mitchellon, the bee-man, is still in the hospital and the bees are still on the Teke house front porch.