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UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
WEDNESDAY, APRIL 26, 1933
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WEDNESDAY, APRIL 26, 1933
TEMPEST IN A TEA CUP
In a letter appearing in the Campus Opinion column yesterday the president of the Men's Student Council took exception to an editorial in the Sunday Kansas which criticized the N.S.F.A. conference on the basis of comments made by students who attended some of the meetings.
The Kansan realizes that Mr. Denton worked hard to make this conference a success, and accords him all appreciation for his unrifying labors. He was, in fact, an outstanding figure throughout the sessions because of his leadership.
It is conceivable that writers of this column failed to be present in sessions which were more wide awake than those which were witnessed.
On the other hand, the Kansan holds firmly to the principles of its right to judge Hill events in the light of lay opinion. It praises that which it is able to determine as good, and it criticizes what it considers inefficient.
WHEN THE SENIORS MEET
The Kansan sincerely regrets that the controversy has taken the personal tone evinced in some of the letters written to the editor. Those printed under "Campus Opinion" today were not written by a member of the Kansan staff. This editorial is the expression which may be accredited to the paper itself. It hopes that Mr. Denton will reconsider his hasty judgment in the same spirit in which this article is written.
The senior students were called into an assembly yesterday to decide questions of pertinent interest to themselves. They had before them issues whose solution depended entirely upon their vote and sanction.
Yet heckling groups took the valuable time of the meeting yesterday to raise objections and place restrictions on the motions made. They proposed outlandish resolutions which so stunned the more bashful seniors by their sadness and daring that they passed them without realizing what they had done until moments later.
Is there no time when some schools at this University can be relied upon for co-operation in conducting student business, or must it go on indefinitely—this ridicule of any constructive effort put forth by their more serious and more dependable classmates?
PREMATURE OPTIMISM
Some time in the past winter a budding editorialist wrote in these columns to the effect that "There will be no Snow this summer, providing that the workmen keep going at the present rate." At the time when the paragraph was written, workmen of the buildings and grounds department were hard at work wrecking the old building that stands in front of Watson library. That writer's optimism was a bit premature, for shortly afterward the crew left their job half done and hied themselves away to some other task.
They did well until they had done away with the two top stories
of the old building. Now the skeleton of the first floor stands there surrounded by rubbish and a high fence. Its glassless windows stare at all who pass. On top stands a bony wooden tower erected by the workmen to carry on the work of demolishing the remaining floor. In fact it is more of an eyesore than ever, partially obscuring one of the most beautiful buildings or the campus.
Perhaps the crew are busy landscaping some corner of the back side of the Hill. Maybe they are digging dandelions. Maybe they have spring fever. Anyway it looks like we shall have Snow al summer.
MOVIE MAGNATES vs.
COLLEGE PROFESSORS
For several years there has been a constant war between the college professors and the big shots in the movie game. The battle royal is being fought over the proprietor ship of students' minds. Born burded from both sides, the poo students are beginning to look much like the torn and scarred battle fields of the last war.
Frankenstein, Dracula, and Hyde might be called successful maneuvering on the part of the movie men in enticing the poor and suspecting student from the clutches of those known as the intellectuals of the growing world. Such fearful creatures as the three used by the movies had telling effects.
The brave professors retaliated with more book reports, outside readings, shot-guns, and other well-known heavy artillery. But now the final drive is on.
King Kong with all his pre-historic fascination has invaded the campus and left the students groggy. Still, the professors have their trump card to play, and in a little over five weeks, this writer predicts that the movie magnates will be in full retreat and once again the "profs" can chant their victory song.
Campus Opinion
Editor Daily Kansan:
The writer of the Campus Opinion yesterday seems to have struck out in a buff because a pet project of his was discussed in the Kansan. He seems to imply that no adverse criticism of the N.S.F.A. convention should be voiced. He gives the impression that the Kansan felt that the meetings were not worthwhile. That is not the impression that I got from the editorial. It merely stated that the delegates showed little enthusiasm in their discussions, that the meetings lagged, that the burden of the work and the discussion was carried by three or four students while the rest sat apathetic. I attended three fairly representative sessions, different ones, incidentally, from the ones attended by the writer of the editorial, and the impression I received was definitely that of the editorial writer. More than that, I talked with several delegates who did not hesitate to say that they were not getting a whole lot of good out of the meetings. "Just talking," not "getting anywhere," "nothing definite," were some of the comments. Not that I think that the convention meant were lessless. Quite the contrary." I feel that "the worthy will result from the sessions." But I do think that the criticism the editorial voiced was every bit true. Only the most biased observer would say otherwise. What irks me is an attack on an editorial just because it doesn't bestow a placid pat on the back to those responsible for bringing the convention here. It seems to me that the paper should have the right to voice its own honest opinion.
As to the implication of yesterday's campus opinion that the Kansan this year is not a campus paper, and that it is a failure, it is interesting to remember that the editorial page of the Kansan was one of only six in the United States and Canada to be given a perfect rating in a contest held this year. The entire paper was given a score of class "B," with 76 out of a possible 100 points. A study of files of the paper for this year will reveal that it has contained more campus news than for many years, and that the editorial page has concerned itself almost exclusively with campus topics.
I hardly see how Mr. Denton, with his limited experience, is qualified to judge the merits of a newspaper—Paul V. Miner.
It is extremely unfortunate that the editorial to which Mr. Denton referred in his campus opinion yesterday did
Editor Daily Kansan:
OFFICIAL UNIVERSITY BULLETIN
Vol. XXX Wednesday, April 26, 1933 No. 155
Please use at Cincinnati Office at 11 a.m. on regular afternoon publication days and 11:30 a.m. on Saturday for Sunday issues,
The Band will rehearse this evening at 7:30 in central Administration building, lobby of first floor. J. C. McANLEANS, Director.
BAND:
BASTIST YOUNG PEOPLE
The Annual Fellowship banquet will be held Friday, April 28, at 6:15 p.m. in the church parlor. All those planning to attend must purchase tickets or call me at 1490W before Thursday noon. Plates are 25 cents.
BAPTIST YOUNG PEOPLE:
OLIVE DOUGLASS, Chairman of Ticket Sales.
BEGINNING TAP CLASS:
COMMITTEE OF ALL CHURCH SORORITY MEETING.
There will be a beginning tap class on Thursday at 4:30. This class is open to both men and women.
ELIZABETH DUNKEL
Members of the foods committee of the All Church Sorority meeting are reminded of the committee meeting 4:30 Thursday in room 119 Fraser.
EVANGELINE CLARK, Chairman.
EL ATELOEN
Habra una sesión de El Ateneo el jueves a las cuatro y media de la tarde en 113 east Ad. Que todos socios asistan y los que no han pagado los derechos de este semestre los pagen.
FRED JEANS, Presidente.
ENGLISH DEPARTMENT LECTURE:
ENGLISH DEPARTMENT LECTURE.
Harold D. Jenkins will talk on George Bernard Shaw, the dramatist, thus afternoon at 4:30 in room 205 Fraser hall. NELLIE BARNES.
INTERRACIAL COMMITTEE:
Miss Mary Dillard will speak to the committee Thursday from 7 to 8 o'clock on the subject "What Negroes Are Thinking." Members and friends of this group are invited to Henley house for this meeting.
MILDRED MITCHELL, WANDA EDMONDS, Chairmen.
JAY JANES:
There will be a meeting in the rest room in central Administration building at 4:30 Thursday. Each member is requested to be present without fail.
ARLEEN WADE, Secretary.
There will be a meeting of the K. U. Dramatic club Thursday evening at 7:30.
GENE HIBBES, President.
K. U. SYMPHONY:
A section rehearsal for all brass instruments will be held at 7:30 Thursday evening in room 304 Administration building.
K. O. KUERSTEINER, Director.
K.U.KUS:
There will be a meeting of the Ku Ku club Thursday at 7:30 p.m. in Fraser for the purpose of electing officers. DON ELKIN, President.
Initiation and election of officers will be held Tuesday, May 2, at 3.30 p.m.
JAMES NAISMITH.
PHIL SUGMA.
MERRIMARVINMEN:
PHI SIGMA:
Pih Sigma will meet Thursday evening at 7 o'clock in room 206 Snow hall.
Dr. R. H. Wheeler will speak on "Some Problems Common to Psychology and Biology."
JAMES BRENNEN, President.
PI SIGMA ALPHA:
There will be an important meeting of Pi Sigma Alpha Thursday afternoon at 4:30 in the Political Science office. HILDEN GIBSON, Secretary. CWHL CLUB
There will be an important meeting of Quill this evening at 8 o'clock in the rest room of central Administration building, to discuss plans for the Manhattan meeting.
MARGUERITE DAVIES, President.
SELF-SUPPORTING MEN AND WOMEN STUDENTS:
A meeting to form an organization of self-supporting students will be held Saturday, April 29, in room 222 central administration building, at 8:15 p.m. A social hour follows business. For further information see Mrs. Bryant, Mr. Werner, or telephone 10631.
L. WRAY CHAOATE
WOMEN'S RIFLE TEAM:
There will be an important meeting of the Women's Rifle team Thursday April 27, at 7 p.m. in Fowler shop. All members are urged to be present.
DELTA PHI DELTA:
Delta Phi Delta will meet Thursday evening at 8 o'clock in room 310 west Administration building. MARJORIE NELSON, President.
PEN AND SCROLL
PEN AND SCROLL:
Pen and Scroll will meet for initiation Thursday at 8 o'clock in room 202
Administration building. All pledges and activities are urged to be present.
not meet his approval. It is unfortunate, also, that Mr. Denton allowed his enthusiasm for his pet project to run away with his better judgment to the extent of a bitter denunciation of the first criticism to appear.
Mr. Denton mined no words in declaring that he considers the Kansan unit to criticize his undertakings. Yet it is clearly evident from his campus opinion that he is far less competent to criticize the Kansan.
The Kansan stated editorially that the results of the convention had been "slightly disappointing." I concur with this view, but I feel that Mr. Denton's vituperative attack upon a student newspaper's honest effort to offer fair and just criticism is more than "slightly" disappointing. —F.W.N.
In regard to the value of the "discussions" which Mr. Denton discusses so heroically, I talked with several of the visiting delegates during the convention. All agreed that, while the hospitality shown them on the campus could not be surpassed, nevertheless, the meetings, to use the words of one, were "total flops." One or two members of the groups did the discussing, while the rest of the delegates sat and listened, or not, as they helped his, of such "discussion" was above reproach Surely Mr. Denton will modify his statement that "every delegate felt that the convention was a success in every way."
VIRGINIA RHED, President.
The K. U. campus is a disgrace to the students and the state. Dandelions and half-demolished buildings. We as a conscientious student body can't ignore them any longer. Something must be done and it looks as though the students will have to do it since the state is not longer able to.
Editor Daily Kansan:
I propose that the University authorities declare a dandelion day. For one hour from 4:30 to 5:30 on some stated weekdays, a dandelion convention. Previous arrangements could be made with the fraternal organizations and various leaders of
the non-fraternal element could gather together their following. Let the campus be plotted into sections corresponding to the size of the different groups and let the plots be assigned to the
groups at convocation. Then every student on the Hill, armed to the teeth with a good dandelion knife, would go out to fight for his alma mater. In less than a minute he would could be cleared and it would be one grand picnic while we were doing it.
The removing of the remainder of old Snow hall is a more serious proposition but one just as easily handled. We have on the Hill student engineers more than capable of finishing that job. The digging groups could be assigned to one hour a week to work on the building under the management of the student engineers. There is some fear that some one would be hurt in the endearah, but men have been hurt on the football field and in other athletics because of it. This is just as important if not more so. I for one would be willing to sign a release so that the state would not be held responsible in case of injury.
Here is your opportunity to give school spirit its first good chance in years to get back on its feet. It has been dying a quite natural death because the school did not need it. An emergency has now arisen. K. U. is calling her students to do the things necessary so that she may again hold up her head in the same proud arrogant fashion as of old.
The trumpet sounds! HEAR IT!
When women are slated for a club address they put more time on their dress than on their address--McPherson Republican.
Deficit: Something the treasury department predicts in order to keep congress from making one—Daily Trojan
We firmly believe that there are some republicans who would rather endure four more years of the depression than to bear the humiliation of recovery under democratic control.-Purdue Exponent.
BELOW ZERO
By HAROLD TITUS
Copyright, 1932, WNU Service
In caked boots and his heavy clothing John told ten times each hour about the hot-pot of the property about his father shared with Paul Gorbel.
His immediate superior was a Swede, hailed as Ole, whatever his name might be. His job was to help keep logs going from pond to saw in the forest. He would also them to lumber. When the logs snarled and tangled on shore, John worked with a peavey, prying them free, rolling them on down. Then, with pikeoke, from shore or from his stand on other logs, he helped tool him to lift heavy chains which gripped and dragged them upward to dismose near the mill.
He lived in the company boarding house, a modern, clean, well-manned establishment. He spent his first evening in the company recreation hall, at checkers with other men, playing or bowling, watching moving pictures.
During those first days and nights he was only another man, one of hundreds, and accepted as such; but towards the end of the week his chevron attack—Foote, a lumber inspector—said casually:
"You know, Jack, they're saying your name's Belknap."
"Are you old Tom's boy?"
"Well I'll be jiggered!" the other laughed and turned away.
As his identity became known it brought some incredulous looks, some good-natured skepticalism; and soon thereafter he had a distinct feeling that I was not alone, and been, that now and again a man laughed at him, a bit screeching.
A distorted report of what he had done went through the town. He had been kicked out by his father; he had gone to work for the Richards company; he had stolen some of his father's logs, had been discharged and ordered to come to Kampftest where he could be under the watchful eye of oracle. Son of the bishop of Jerusalem. Well, let it ride! he decided. He had more important things to think about than what people thought of him.
Still being this particular sort of a pariah was unpleasant. It was the man Baxter who brought his status to an abyss. And it was the man who, Richards men believed, had been brought in to start trouble and whose rumored coming to Shoestring had set the stage for John's own dramatic entrance into that world.
John had singled the follow out his first night in the recreation hall. A great, heavy-shouldered, thick-bearded ruffian he was, always seated by the fireplace, spitting copiously, boasting to the younger and less stable man. His tongue was vile, his ego great, and though his job only that of helper in the repair shop, John thought that the job would have a degree of confidence than his more physical superiority and his station warranted.
He passed the fellow and his group one night and heard him mutter;
"Takes a lickin' like a yellah dog!" He knew by the turning of heads that the words were about him. He did not bat out but let the noise of having heard. Let that ride! Let everything ride except his sole objective!
It was on Saturday that Nat Bradshaw drove up before the Belknap & Gorbel office, went casually up the steps and into the manager's office.
"Howdy, Pauli," he said cheerily,
"oh, hullo, Sheriff!" those eyes
"Oh, hullo. Sherif!"—those eyes changing ever so slightly. "Cold!" "Kinda. Time of year for it, anyhow."
"Have a chair. What can I do for you?"
Global cleared from letter from the wife of one of your boys here — fumbling in his pocket. "They've had a row and he's hauled out and left her with a couple kids and don't send her money regularly. She wants him armed, and she's more and more n's necessary. I wondered if you'd have a talk with him."
Gorbel leaned across the desk to see the letter, perhaps a bit over eager.
"Anything I can do, of course. Who he?
"I'll lose him up and
talk with his girlfriend.
I talk with his girlfriend."
For several minutes they discussed the case, Gorbel obliging, suave, offering to go to any lengths to help settle the matter.
"Fine of you." Nat started to rise. "Oh, by the way! Seems that this feller who burnt up the Richards stable's got a brother down below. He had some kind of fraternal insurance that was void if he met death while working for the company. I pose they've got it right to the facts."
"Why, that’s only right. I don’t like them, the family out of what might be due. That’s not what we do."
work!
"And you knew it and gave him the die?"
surely.
"So soaked he couldn't or wouldn't work!"
I got under his skin, I guess, I didn't see him afterwards."
"Yes. Just as I told you."
"But he was drunk?"—looking up keenly.
"And that was after supper?"
"No. Just before. I told him."
"That's right. You told me that before. You don't want to write a letter to the insurance company, then?"
"No. Just before. I told him to get out first thing in the morning, but
"No. I don't." But if they'll make it违抗. "I tell them what I know gestures."
"But you didn't see him drinking,
"girl."
**d"you llamt Ilimit** Suret he was just emptyy, the gasoline and the milk in my hand. When I caught hint "
"I see." The sheriff stigged and stretched. As he leaned back, quick alarm rises in Paul Gorbel's eyes. "Wells get along, I guess. I'll tell this lodge to make their own investigation, then"
"What was Bradshaw provling around the mil for?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing. I gregs. He stoned me." "Who told you?" "Didn't talk to anybody else."
An hour later when McWethy, the mill foreman, came in with his daily report, Gorbel met him in the hallway.
So nar Bradshaw, whose wires were no match for Paul Gorbel's agile mind, had made no betraying blunders. He had led his man on, a step at a time as John had planned he should do, and had gained one tiny step this afternoon. But he did the wrong thing next. He drove slowly away, shouting, "Stop! But look towards the mill. He stopped his team again and walked across the street and Gorbel, from his office window, watched.
"Going to dance tonight?" she asked.
He whirled on her raising.
"No. . . . Oh, yes. . . He did go over and visit a minute with young Belkman."
Gorbel turned abruptly into his office and stood beside his desk, biting a lip, frowning. The office workers took the footsteps, the footsteps, and Marie opened the door.
"Good lord, Marie, do you think all
I've got to do is dance? No! I've
lived in France."
did it his tons!
"Well, you needn't be so rough about it."
"You lie!"
"Saa-aay!" She closed the door,
"Nedn't nag, need I?"—approaching,
"I suppose you have got a full evening. Going to take a little drive, cutie? Going to drive over to Shoe-string for the evening?"
"Don't you tell—"
"And you needn't nag day after day!"
"I haven't been in Shoostring for a month!"
"I'll see, what of it! I've been tied to and double-crossed and string along about long enough!" "I'm-voice drop, I'm-voice drop!' my controlled level=" "I'm about done."
"You lie!" she cried again, cutting blim off. "You were over Wednesday night and tried to see this Richards girl and got a door shammed in your face! Now laugh that off, you big bum!"
"Weil, what of it?" he demanded.
"Any time you're through, then, just say the word!"
She turned and went out, slamming the door.
CHAPTER IX
John Heiknap did not go downward with the rest of the crew. He turned on the fire alarm and ran toward the road past the last lighted habitation. The sheriff was there, driving his team slowly up and down, waiting. "Get in," he said grumby, and lifted
Settled there beside the bullying
John listened attentively while the
bully flashed and shouted.
"It itt so much," he said, "but he admitted he was out by their gasoline drum with this fellow. Cases have told me that we don't have the stomach analysis we'll know whether he's lyn' about the man's head" boozed or not."
"And what about the old job?" John asked, when he had finished.
"Smooth as silk! Saw Saunders this afternoon and he's tickled pink! Says that Gorbel has pulled off a lot of saws and that it不错 no chance to keep him in jail. He'll sweet as shockc in the neighborhood."
"Which makes it look worse for me. As quick as I land there h—1 starts to pop. When I discovered and sent him back, he was bitterly. "He's smart. Gorbel!"
"Smart in some ways!" the other chuckled. "Was over in our town the other night; tried to see Ellen at her house. She wouldn't have it 'nd her housekeeper told how he hammered on the door and begged!"
"He used to be sweet on her, all right, and it looked for a time, before her daddy died, like she was gone' to rechiprate, or whatever you call it. He used to smart in some ways! He's made it look bad for you for a time but, Johnny, Saunders is for you, all ways; so are the rest of their boys. They want to be smart for you and I do, but they'd go to h- for you, every last one of 'em!"
John moved uneasily.
"They would!"—warmly. "Bless 'em all, they would! But . . . but Miss Richards. She thought we've got to be the thing to things; That I caused the trouble and when she let me go trouble went with me."
The sheriff nodded.
"Tough!" He turned to stare at John in the darkness, "I get you, son. Women's ways are hard for a man to follow. But I notice we keep tryin' and tryin' and sometimes . . . we get the hang of 'em!"
A world of understanding and sympathy and encouragement came with John and John left the sheriff with spirit higher than they had been for days.
(To Be Continued)