PAGE TWO UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS TUESDAY, MAY 9. 1933 University Daily Kansan Official Student Paper of THE UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS Editor-in-Chief ... AL FREDA BRODPECH Associate Educators Management Editor ... ARNOLD KREETZMANN Make-up Editor ... Margaret Garee Editor ... BJørn South Society Editor ... Glenn Green Night Editor ... Olive Doughnut Editor ... Peter Waddell Society Editor ... Carol Wilson Sunday Editor ... James Patterson Exchange Editor ... Carl Waltz Alumni Editor ... Howard Turtle Advertising Manager ... MARGARET INCE Advertising Manager MARGARET INCE District Manager Jack Galbranl Robert Whitman Margaret Ince Marylin McDonald Siltfoyle Kron Betty Millington Steve Lawrence Ira McCarthy William Wallin Arnold Krekmann Twenty-Six Smith Bruce Lacey Transportation Business Office K1 D-6 Night Connection, Business Office. 270K L-4 Night Connection. 270K L-4 advance. Single copies, 5e each. Entered as second-class matter September 1 910, at the post office at Lawrence, Kansas. Published in the afternoon, five times a week and on Sunday morning, by students in the Department of Journalism of the University of Chicago, under the Press of the Department of Journalism. Subscription price: $4.00 per month in payable to the student. Entrusted as second-class matter September 17 through October 26, 2013. TUESDAY, MAY 9, 1933 BARBED WIRE FENCES It has been discussed before in this column, both seriously and as a joke. What has been said seems to have fallen on deaf or unresponsive ears; students are still deserting the sidewalks on the campus and making wide, ugly paths across plots of grass. Soil conditions atop Mount Oread make the growing of grass an arduous task. The building and grounds department has done well in covering the campus with a blanket of green. Nobody will deny that there are adequate sidewalks to take care of the traffic between classes. The manner in which the students disregard sidewalks and meander over the lawns resembles the traditional way in which the streets of Boston were laid out. (That, however, was done by a calf, it will be recalled.) Just by way of suggestion, why doesn't the department of buildings and grounds surround every plot of grass on the campus with a barbed wire fence, as they have had to do in a few cases? Fences around pastures are usually erected to keep the occupants in the pasture. That same thing would surely keep the student herd on the sidewalks and keep the campus grass intact. Just in case the buildings and grounds department does take the suggestion, there is still a fine untrond plot of sod around the hospital and another back of the Union building. One of the doctors attending the Kansas Medical Association convention here was very much disappointed when he learned that we had no zoo. Some one had told him to be sure and see our dandy lions. The recent cold snap brought one blessing to the women of the University. It was too cold for the denizens of Green Hall to devote any of their time to their pulchritudinal inspection duties. After counting the conventions that have been held atop our Hill this year, we have decided that Atlantic City has only a seashore and a few bathy beauties on us. Upon picking up a book entitled "How to Study" a freshman said, "I think this would do me some good, but I doubt if I could concentrate long enough to read it." MUSIC WEEK AND THE RUT This week is music week. This year all of the events exce cent the concert last night are free Many out-of-town visitors will spend considerable time and money coming to Lawrence to the various attractions, if past years are indicative of this year's audiences. The events, including a symphony orchestra concert with a nationally known cellist as solist; a glee club rendition with orchestra accompaniment of a Kansas composer's new work, Charles Sanford Skilton's "Ticenderoga"; a concert by the University string quartet, the members of which are highly skilled musicians; an other programs of interest and high artistic value, will have besides the visitors from Lawrence and from neighboring cities, a good representation from students of the School of Fine Arts (who have some sort of card punched to show they attended) and a scattering of other University students. The rest of us will be busy, "too busy to move," studying, perhaps; having dates; going to picture shows; getting ready to study; thinking about finishing a study period; telephoning; drinking cokes; eating hamburgers; bull sessioning; loafing; resting; working; dreaming of vacation; dreading vacation; "jetlyling"; seeking companionship; avoiding companionship; smoking; necking; arguing; . . . Ho hum, just another week. It is true that many University students do and will enjoy these events. But the great majority, the great "unwashed" they might as well be for all the variety that each week brings to them, will not. Perhaps they will see the shows at the first of the week this week. Next week they will go on Friday and Saturday. It is past the point of possible doubt that three fourths of the students are numb to more than the mold into which they are cast, that these students cannot distinguish one week from another after the events of the same are more than a fortnight old, and that the invigorating drench of variety cleanses them so seldom that they can never be washed out of the rut. Music week is just one outstanding example of the opportunities that students have to learn to bring variety into their lives. Students sneer, those of this charming numbness, when urged to go to concerts and other such events, or at least say that they are not interested. But those who have been exposed to such events soon begin to enjoy them and thereby find another source of enjoyment in life. It might be worthwhile for those who "do not care for music," or to whom "music bores me," to try a few recitals. Just perhaps they might be surprised to find a sort of pleasure in listening to a fine singer or a string quartet. But this is no sermon. Perhaps life is just as interestingly led by doing the same things week after week, as by searching for other enjoyments and activities. Anyway, we haven't any more time to splash drivel into your rut to flood you out now. We're going to the concert. A PROGRESSIVE STEP Self-supporting students on the Hill, realizing much can be accomplished through co-operation that cannot be done individually, have formed an organization which will enable them to have social meetings and to study working conditions in Lawrence. A number of administrative officers of the University have expressed their approval and are lending their support to the movement. One of the most valuable activities of the organization will be its social gatherings in which students either wholly or partly self-supporting will become acquainted with others in their position and join together in entertainments. This will be a praiseworthy feature, because opportunities for enjoyment are limited for those students who are working their way through school. The association also plans to improve in any way possible the working conditions for students in Lawrence. Without a doubt the keen competition for jobs here causes many students to work more than is just or reasonable for the return they get, whether it be money, meals, or some other consideration. For instance, one student who was employed by an eating place downtown last fall had to work five hours a day for his meals, and cash pay for overtime averaged about five cents an hour. Such conditions should not be OFFICIAL UNIVERSITY BULLETIN ALPHA SIGMA NU: Notice does at Champlain Hotel to 11 a.m. on regular afternoon publication day and 11 a.m. on Saturday afternoons. Vol. XXX Tuesday, May 9, 2013 No. 164 There will be pledging of Alpha Sigma Nu Wednesday at 5 o'clock in Robinson gymnasium. LAVERNE WRIGHT. --tolerated. Employers ought not take advantage of a person's need to exploit him. The new organization will be able to do much to improve the status of the working student and to establish a better relationship between employer and employee. The Bacteriology club will meet at 12:20 Wednesday, May 10, in room 200 snow hall. Dr. Sherwyn will speak on Bacteriophage, Lumbach will be served. BACTERIOLOGY CLUB: We must not encourage the idea of gaining information on all sides of a subject, and, furthermore, students' heads should not be bothered with such things. Their thoughts should be confined to the prospects for the football team or the blond that sits in the front row of English class. CHRISTIAN SCIENCE ORGANIZATION: - Oklahoma Daily. The regular meeting will be held at 4:30 Wednesday in room 32 Administration building. JESSIE PICKELL, President. GRADUATE CLUB: Elizabeth Dunkel, of the physical education department, and sponsor of Tau Sigma, honorary dancing sorority, will speak at the meeting of the Graduate club this evening in the private room of the cafeteria. The meeting will begin at 6:15 p.m. This is the last meeting of the year. Columbia does just right in expelling its radical newspaper editors, the University of North Carolina is perfectly right in forbidding certain radical speakers to appear on the campus, and what could be more fitting than a padlock for an Ann Arbor book store that would offer for sale books by Karl Marx, Norman Thomas and Upton Sinclair? ELLIOTT PENNER, Chairman KAYHAWK CLUB: The Kayhawk club will meet this evening at 7 o'clock in room 5 of the Memorial Union hackwk. The annual election of officers will be held. LE CERCLE FRANCAIS Le Certe France se reunira mercede! a quatre heures et demie, salle 306 Fraser hall. Tous ceux qui n parlent français sont invites. MARY SHIRUM, Secretaire. MEN'S GLEE CLUB AND SYMPHONY ORCHESTRA: Final rehearsal tonight at 7:30 sharp for the University Men's Glee club soloists, and University Symphony orchestra for Skilton cantata "Teoendoroga." A full attendance is required. D. M. SWARTHOUT. The regular mid-week varsity will be held Wednesday evening from 7 to 8 o'clock in the Memorial Union building. OZWIN RUTLEDGE, Manager. MID-WEEK VARSITY; Tryouts for Major and Minor membership will be held from 7:30 to 8:30 on Wednesday, May 10. There will be a business meeting immediately following the tryouts. Please bring your dues. MARGARET WALKER, President. SOUVERIN BARKING TAGS: Georgia Tech Technique QUACK CLUB: The Parking committee is authorized to offer for sale a few K. U. licenses for the current school year to anyone desiring them. They may be obtained at the Business office. JOE F. BALCH, Chairman. Tau Beta Pi will meet tonight in 113 Marvin hall at 7:30 o'clock for the election of officers. The meeting will be short, and all members are requested to be prompt in their attendance. RAY HUNTER, Secretary. TAU BETA PI: Regular meeting will be held at 1234 Mississippi street this evening at 6:45. ROWENA LONGSHORE, President. THETA EPSILON: "He whence knows and knows he knows he is—wilde follow him!" Arabic prophecy. The Women's Glee club will sit on the platform at the Fine Arts conventon Thursday at 10 o'clock. Every member must be present. The Women's Rifle team will meet Thursday evening at 7 o'clock in Fowle shops. It is important for all members to be present. AGNES HUSBAND, Director. WOMEN'S RIFLE TEAM: BETTY SLOAN, Captain. W. S. G. A. COUNCIL: The WS.G.A. Council will meet tonight in room 5 of the Memorial Union building at 7 o'clock. A joint meeting with the Men's Student Council will follow. Our Contemporaries "He who knows and knows not he knows, he is sleep—awaken him. Kappa Chapter of Phil Delta Kappa, educational fraternity, offers for 1933-54 a scholarship for $50.00 to a man who is a senior in the School of Education or in education major in the Graduate School, or to a member of Phil Delta Kappa who would give assurance that he intends to enter some field of education as a life work. Applications may be made at 310 Fraser on Monday, Wednesday and Friday from 11:30 to 12, on Tuesday and Thursday from 10:30 to 11, or appointment may be made by telephone. E. GALLOL, Chairman. PHI DELTA KAPPA SCHOLARSHIP: Some three thousand years ago a very wise man decided that all men could be placed into four classes according to their wisdom. His writing on those classes constitute some very interesting reading, of the them should show some people their exact status, especially in the minds of their friends. The four classes follow: to which do you belong? "He who knows not and knows not he knows not, he is a fool—shun him. "He who knows not and knows he knows not, he is simple—teach him. MEN ARE FOUR BELOW ZERO D A Romance of the North Woods HAROLD TITUS Copyright, 1932 WNU Service Copies of the first chapters of the story may be had upon application at the Kansan Business Office. SYNOPSIS CHAPTER I. "L—command" Belknap, big (timber operator, ordered by his physicians to take a complete rest, paina six-hour course of advancedhe has made to his son John, just commencing in the business, are broken, for no apparent reason. He is a medical doctor. Paul Gorbel, Belknap's partner, whom John and other business associates of Belknap cordially dislikes, is a bone of guilt without a complete understanding. CHAPTER II.—At Shesong, his train delayed by a wreck, John is offered a fist fight, his refusal realize it is a case of mistaken identity. John learns his father is believed to be his brother's business伯商 company. Bewildered and unbelieving, he seeks employment with that company. At the office he finds Gorbel out, but Gorbel does not recognize him. The girl is Ellen Richards, owner of the company. Jatner he carries gives up. The nap being dropped inadvertently, and John knowing the feeling against his name allows Ellen to believe that is his name. CHAPTER III—Ellen engages John and forms a bond with her friend, who tricks it to handling operations of the Richards company culminates in the deliberate wrecking of a locomotive. CHAPTER IV—After heroic endeavor, the girls move to John, admiring Ellen's bravery under the conditions, begins to have a sentimental attachment for the girl, which and stables burn in a night fire. In the blazing structure John finds and carries out the dead body of a stranger. He takes him to a police station to believe his father could be a party to such an act. Steele and Sheriff Bradshaw arrange to work together on CHAPTER V.—The Richards barn CHAPTER VI. — John is satisfied that Stephen worked, shelered by 'Old Tom' Bekknap's name and reputation. Gorbe discovers that "Steele" is John Bekk CHAPTER VII—Having evidence of Gorbel's complexity in the burning of Gardels stables stolen by an adversary interviews Gorbel adamant dead man had been in his employ and claims he had discharged him for being drunk, the afternoon of the fire set on the body of an autopsy on the body. Gorbel sends an anonymous letter to Ellen, informing her of "Steele's" identity, and insinuating that she is responsible for her business troubles. John is unable to make a satisfactory explanation, and Ellen, against the odds, has been found. CHAPTER VIII — Young Belkman, determined to fight to the bitter end to save his father's reputation, faces Goran Svomljevic, a former employment in the Belkman lumber plant. Sherwin Bradshaw cleverly intervenes and sets fire to the burning of the Richards stables. CHAPTER IX — Gorbel's stenogram furnished from a position in the Belkap offices at Chicago to become his mis- reveals he treachery to John. An attem- t, engineered by Gorbel, to kill apparently by accident, is unsus- CHAPTER X—John, though convinced Gorbel had planned the death trap, has no positive proof. He is made aware of his situation and other attempt is made to bring about his death. Escaping again, he openly accuses Gorbel of the attempted assassination of John. John is discharged but remains in Kampfest, on watch. Ellen, realizing her affection for John, but convicted of murder, leaves away from all that reminds her of him she decides to visit her uncle, Wolf Richards, not knowing he is away the deep snow; where they had been scraped about as the strapws were adjusted, where they had slid off to the northward. . . CHAPTER X1 - Having proof of *Gorfel*'s complicity in the crime of arson, Sheriff Bradshaw attempts to put him dead. He finds the sheriff and flees, believing him dead. Sherie finds Bradshaw, barely able to move, and he sets he faces he sets on to overtake Gorfel. CHAPTER XI "Hold your tongue!" he cried sharply, "Hold your tongue, Marle!" His roughness had the planned effect, shocked her out of the mounting hysteria. "There's nothing at all for you to be afraid of," he said then, trying to make sense of the situation. "I want you to tell me what happened, Marie, and where he went." She wiped her eyes. "I'd been buying some things and was a little late getting home," she said unsteadily. "He came up the walk behind me on a run. He scared me, the way he booked. Oh, Mr. Bellap, it was awful! What's he done?" I answered. "Have you got it on blind eye? I never saw a man look like be booked!" "I know! I know! But what did you tell me? How did you note your story [first, then, II], tell me?" "He said it was all off between us! Everything was off, was what he said. He couldn't talk straight. He sware awful and I was in the jam along with him and they'd be after me and to get to h—1 out of town as fast as I could before they nailed me. He grabbed his skis out of the storm and ran around, we beat it off across the tracks! Oh what's happened, Mr. Belkunn?" "He shot the sheriff. Probably killed him. Which way'd he go? Just when'd he cross the tracks? Tell me how I flung to yourself a minute longer." But the girl was past giving him further aid for the moment. Slowly she sank to the steps, head falling back ward. He gathered her in his arms, swung down into the living room and laid Marie gently on a coach. He had left the front door open when he burst in. The light from the hallway streamed out into the storm house. A shovel was there, a broom, and a bit of blighted grass. And, in a far corner, snowshoes. He grabbed them up and leaped down the steps, searching for tracks in the new snow. Easy to find, these were, under the street light. He saw where a man had crossed towards the railroad; other trucks had followed and turned around him; there was distinct, but already filling in with the light, large flakes. He walled through the deep snow between the street and the railroad trucks, while he was driving a man. He saw where he had stopped, where skis had been dropped into He Gathered Her In His Arms. Off to the northward in the beginning, but where after that? Already the night had gone when she was very dark in another two minutes, perhaps, traces of the fifties' flight would be covered so thoroughly in darkness they could not be followed. It would avail him nothing to squander even a moment in going back to leave word of what he had discovered. The important thing was to have someone that rapidly disappearing truth. Gorbel know the country intimately; and he had it all in his commanded places unknown to John, hide, wait out a careful combing of the territory and, perhaps, make good his escane. He jammed his knees into the harness then, whipping the strings about his ankles. He stood up, wrigled his feet and started, bent low, moving down a walk, on those twin depressions in the snow before him. . . He went as quickly as he dared, stooping now and then and with a whim of his fingers he bracted marks, better than half filled. Gorbel was going faster by far than he was; each fractional mark fell into place but an additional handicap on him Straight north the man had gone, through a strip of chopping across a little lake and into timber on the other side. His skis had made deep grooves in the snow-mantled buckthorn where he left the lake, but in winter it was with the trees still out even what light felt the night affenced in the open, John could scarcely make out a depression inches deep. He entered a thick growth of hemlocks where his eyes were of little aid, but of a sudden his rackets commenced to sink deeper into the soft going. A knife thrashed their chest and he traced his way, groped forward and found that he could detect the trull beneath him by the feel of the snow that skis had packed. He went on, shuffling along, feeling sign with his right hand as the glom of the thick confines he saw where snow the hick had knocked from stiff brush. He was not through yet, not shaken off. The trail, his sense of direction told him, was swinging a bit to the westward, keeping to the open where skirts would ride better, crossing a wide sloping coming up to second growth grasses. He slipped through dust in the unmarked snow and the barren brush that had been disturbed. CHAPTER XII Last month, an assured schemer, intent on ruthlessly feathering his nest; last week, a panic-striken vessel for last-minute material gain; tonight, a fictive of material gain; tonight, a fictive Paul Gorbel's self-control had cracked back there in the office where, for so long, he had planned and plotted. He had shot without meaning to kill, intent only on the horrible fear which rode him. But he had cast his die. He was far outside the pale of decent men now. He was running away, blindly at first, with the thought only of putting distance between himself and others. To go northward was natural, for a man seeking solitudes. In other directions he encountered. _In this direction, though, only wastes of Lake Superior lay and somewhere along its rugged shores inland he could and safe hiding. Why his mind should go back to his talk with the cruiser late in the afternoon was beyond accounting for. But he did think of that as he raced on. of his cruiser who had come in from the harbor, and which he had of having stopped at Woff Richards' cabin and made his abode there in the trapper's absence. The camp was the only habitat out wonders; the only habitation in all that country about Kampfest where men were born. For years men had known that when old Wolf was at home none was welcome to pass his threshold except Ellen Richards. His was a place to shun, n a where succuer was not available. But Wolf was gone now. He was out in the Caribou deer yard, forty miles away, the cruiser had said. He would stay there, too, driving out time and distance to their white shack bellies on the easy living aftened by yarded deer. Richard's cabin, then, was sanctuary for a man who fled the law. Doubly so: going there would throw trailers off the scent; he would find a chance to rest; and take food and ammunition and anything else he might need. He would stop things when the host of the chase cooled, he could make his way to the westward, around the head of Superior and off into Canada. He was not an old man, not yet even in his prime. True, he would start with his hands again, but he had lost them for the first time for his availessness he would have possessed many of the things he wanted . . . He would not lose his head again! He would not play his guitar anymore himself within the law next time! "The law, the law!" he whispered, "Within the law . . . Always within the law." He ran a bit until the strain on his heart, already heavily taxed by excitement, forced him to walk. Minutes later he halted, thinking he saw someone running off to the right, circling to get in front of him; but it was nothing, a trick of his eyes, of his inflamed fancy.