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UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
THURSDAY, OCTOBER 16, 194
The KANSAN Comments...
CONGRATULATIONS TO THE WOMEN
At Tuesday's meeting of the W.S.G.A., plans were announced for a mass meeting of all University women. The purpose of the meeting is to consider revisions of the W.S.G.A. Constitution and will be held Tuesday, Oct. 21.
It is gratifying to know that W.S.G.A. occasionally finds time to consider a matter so important as revising the Constitution, even at the expense of their various decorating projects. In fact, a more vitally needed reform could hardly be found than the revision of the Constitution of W.S.G.A.
The women's Council adopted this project in the spring of last year and a committee was appointed to redraft the Constitution. This fall W.S.G.A. announced a complete revision of bills and by-laws, as well. Next Tuesday the Association as a whole will pass on the changes recommended by the committee. The proposed change would make every woman registered in the University subject to rules and regulations of the Association, whether she paid an activity fee or not. This would include women graduate students.
Permanent provision is made for revision of the Constitution at least once every ten years. Various inapplicable provisions now in the Constitution have been revised. For example, the original constitution provides for a meeting of the whole Association to consider the treasurer's spring report. This meeting has not been held in the last four years. The committee proposes that the provision should now read, "a summary of the annual report of the Treasurer shall be published in the University, Daily Kansan following acceptance of the report by the Executive Council."
The Kansan takes this opportunity to commend the action of W.S.G.A. Executive Council in undertaking this project. The Kansan only hopes that the M.S.C. will follow the example set by the women's Council.
There has been much in the news recently of a move in Muskogee, Okla, to tax toilet seats. One might suspect a conspiracy between the city fathers and the lumber interests.
THE AUTUMN HOAX
This is the season when papers wax enthusiastic over the alleged virtues of Autumn. Editorials have blossomed like chrysanthemums in the pages of our papers — editorials singing peaens of praise for this dismal season.
Autumn in a normal year is nothing to be sneered at. The leaves of trees and other foliage take on theatrical hues, and impressionable persons, mostly female, go into raptures over the blatant beauty of autumnal scenes. Automobiles are parked indiscriminately on the highways of the nation as disgusted husbands wait for wives to gather armloads of withered, albeit highly colored leaves.
But this hasn't been a normal Autumn. Leaden skies have poured forth rain in buckets, to grace the earth beneath, and put the hex on plans for steak fries and miscellaneous outdoor activities. Leaves, which ordinarily would be attractively colored, have this year turned a nasty brown and dropped off to litter lawns prematurely and cause dissension in households when the question of fall clean-up was mentioned.
All this talk of Autumn is a lot of publicity
for a decadent institution. Various communities and sections of the country commend this season, and slyly include a note of praise for their particular locality. Phillips county, Kansas, recently went into raptures over the beauties of that county in Autumn. Then they implied that nowhere else but in Phillips county could residents and tourists be edified by such beautiful scenery. Press agents for autumn have done a remarkable job, but it's about time to quit. Such seasonal topics should be forgotten, while the world grows glummer over the war in Russia and our mounting burden of taxation.
A California forger was able to break away from three sheriff's deputies, and enjoyed freedom for a few minutes. He was brought to earth, and to jail, again when he ran into a crowd of 200 officers of the peace emerging from a convention dinner.
One man in Cleveland is probably satisfied with his old car. On a demonstration drive in a 1942 model he collided with a dealer who was driving his old car. The new car was wrecked, but his old one was not damaged. Just try to sell him a new car now.
OFFICIAL BULLETIN UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS
Vol. 39 Thursday, Oct. 16, 1941 No.24
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.
MEETING OF ALL UNIVERSITY WOMEN: There will be a meeting of all University women in the Union ballroom at 4:30 Tuesday, Oct. 21, for the purpose of voting on the revised S.W.G.A. constitution.
The next regular meeting of the Men's Student Council will be on Monday, Oct. 20, at 8:00 p.m. in the Pine room.—Fred Lawson, secretary.
A. S.C.E. Mixer will be given for Civil and Freshmen Engineers 7:30, Thursday, Oct. 16 in the Mens' Lounge of Union Building.
WOMEN'S AVIATION CLUB: Women's Aviation Club will meet at 8:00 p.m. Thursday in the Pine room. Only requirement is an interest in aviation; a knowledge of flying is not necessary. Pictures will be shown, and refreshments will be served.-Nancy Kerber.
GERMAN CLUB: There will be a short meeting of the German Club at 4:30 p.m. on Friday, Oct.15 in 306 Fraser Hall. A convenient time for meeting in the future will then be determined.-Sam F. Anderson, sponsor.
PSYCHOLOGY CLUB: Psychology Club will meet at 4:30 p.m. Monday, October 20, in room 21 Frank Strong hall. Judge Frank Gray of Lawrence will speak on the work of the Juvenile Court. Everyone interested is cordially invited to attend. A special invitation is extended to members of the Sociology Club.
QUILL CLUB; Mrs. A. J. Mix will speak to Feoh rune of the American College Quill Club at 7:30 Thursday evening in the Kansas room. Election will be held. Mary Elizabeth Evans, chancellor.
NOTICE TO PREMEDICAL STUDENTS: Premedical students who are interested in making application for admission to the University of Kansas School of Medicine for the freshman class of 1942-43 should submit applications as soon as possible. Application forms can be obtained from the School of Medicine Office, Room 10, Frank Strong Hall, O. O. Stoland, secretary.
DIRECTORY: Copy for the Student Directory is now being prepared. Students who have not filed addresses and telephone numbers at the Registrar's Office should do so at once. James K. Hitt, assistant registrar.
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Rock Chalk Talk
By HEIDI VIETS
Some brother in Sigma Nu has turned the tables on Nick Hoffman. At the first of the year he turned his number one seniority in the house to profit by picking the most comfy, leather-upholstered chair in the house for his am Jim Russell's room. Other men kept bothering him about it, wanting to relax for contented studying. Hoffman didn't want to let a good thing slip out of his clutches. He chained it to the radiator, padlocking it with a combination only he himself knew. Potential easy-chair-borrowers found the hopes squelched.
Last night when he came up from dinner, Hoffman found a straight backed chair hanging in his door. It was chained to the transom—and pad locked! The door will not shut, neither chair will move, and Hoffman begin to meditate, "What price comfort."
After an item appeared in this column Tuesday night on recent messages sent to Wawaton Phelps, Alpha Chi pledge, from one "Terror," the individual again came to life. He wrote Wawaton a reprimand something like this, "This terrorizing was supposed to be secret. Now you have publicized our communications. Since you have revealed this secret, there will be no further communications. (Signed) The Terror."
It seems odd that a boogy-man should so easily have his feelings hurt. However, Miss Phelps would like to tell him that if he has any furth-scare notes up his sleeve, she would be glad to get them. She assures him that there would be no publicizing other than a few blood-curdling scream
Another beaten up car is taking a prominent spot in the Hill flifver line-up—a 1928 Ford which was purchased yesterday by seven Chi Omega pledge. Last night after the Theta-Chi O volley ball game eight girls successfullyoured Lawrence in the car, but this morning it reverted to type and hadbe pushed, coaxed, and manhandled before it would start.
Proud owners of the wheezy bus are Donna Burkhead, Gloria Brinky, Martha Nearing, Virginia Britton, Betty Cobb, Carlene Rice, and Nadia Fox.
Speaking to his Appreciation of Music class yesterday, Prof. Waldenmui Geltch came out forcefully against records, declaring, "It is always better to have the performer before you in the flesh."
Then he went on to say, in effect, "Of course, there are times when records are better than nothing, for instance, if you found yourself in the middle of an extensive desert—or in Lawrence."
She went into the living room. Other girls at the house looked upon her as a sort of ghost, "You're out to dinner," they said. There was no food to be had at the house.
Jean Sellers, 1244 Louisiana, last night missed two chances at dinner. In vited to the home of F. E. Jones, assistant professor of engineering drawnin whose daughter, Betty, is her friend, Jean slept through her alarm an awakened half an hour after the dinner was to start.
Happy ending came when she called the Jones home to apologize, how ever. They caught the hungry note in her voice, came after her and held tardy dinner party.
Hobby Lobby
Don't Take My Picture!
Sad the college man or woman who does not, in this day of pictorial living, own a camera, and the means of operating it. Surely this is the golden age for camera manufacturers and film dispensing entrepreneurs; the little men who stand behind the camera shop counters must be chucking their golden geese under their chins.
One may buy red, yellow or green filters, enlargers, exposure meters, and other forms of impedimentia all guaranteed to put the amateur photographer in a New York or Hollywood studio before the first snow flies. The only trouble with all this mad picture taking is that one is apt to lose one's friends, social position, or both in the process.
One species of amateur photographer keeps himself happily to home, snapping his family, his household furnishings, and various still lifes composed of two clothsins, a turnip, and an oversized grapefruit. He either drives his wife to divorce or his hired help to the nearest agency of employment, and winds up an embittered camera-widower.
Also filed for future disregard is the fool who goes afield—that is, the zany who cavorts over his hometown territory photographing slum areas and knocked down alleys, thereby bringing down upon his head the collected ire of the Chamber of Commerce. He sneaks up on tramp quietly napping in city parks and disturbs their dreams; he insults ley cats who are minding their low business around town, and bother urchins happily shooting marbles o the corner of Main street.
For Less Hobb
His friends begin avoiding him a though he had leprosy. They know that in his files he probably has several unflattering prints of each o them, taken slyly around a luncheon table, or enjoying a short beer just before the Commuter's Hour.
The nastiest of the clan is the artis to whom everything he sees is either a 'composition' or a 'texture'. He's th salon boy who wants his photograph spread on thick, and any picture with out 'lines' and 'form' leaves him in state of indifference bordering upon the supernatural.
He antagonizes his fellow photographers by scoffing at their plebeian attempts, and soon puts himself on the skids in a big way. This lad usually ends up sitting around the house at day in a cerise colored smoking jacket, looking at pretty picture books and getting inhibitions.
Photography, like all hobbies, is relaxing when practiced in a mild way but nothing is more obnoxious than the man who rides his hobby horse to an early grave, and ends up burning himself out before his time.