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UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
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TUESDAY. APRIL 4, 1933
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IS THIS CLEAR?
Some political leaders on the Hill either cannot understand or do not try to understand the Kansan's stand on the subject of mudsling in the campaign. They have accused the Kansan staff of taking on a "squeamish complication," of "taking its cue from the Anti-Saloon League." They have said, "There has been considerable agitation to make this campaign a symphony in soft soap. Nambypambies have piously berated mudsling and allied political fireworks. The cry seems to be for a drab and insipid contest—"
This is false. The Kansan is not advocating a "drab and insipid contest." In fact it thinks this campaign has been too lifeless and anemic. This paper's quarrel has been with the senseless practice of making use of invective, imbuendo, "smearing" of personalities, and the use of idle phrases that imply nefarious acts, but do not prove or explain the statement that is made. That is the thing that the Kansan has tried to discourage.
This statement will probably be termed viciously partisan, but the Kansan does not believe it is.
We do not say that there should be no criticism of the opposing party. Criticism there should be fair and above board. But fair criticism does not mean the making of sly, suggestive statements that imply a lot but are not backed up by proof or reasons. That has been our working principle in this series of editors.
"TRY A LITTLE TENDERNESS'
That great cut-up, Eddie Cantor, has suggested in a radio broadcast that the Secretary of State dedicate a song to that well-known German, Mr. Hitler. Eddie even goes further in suggesting that the name of the song be "Try a Little Tenderness."
Hitler is a close rival of Stalin for the title of "iron man." In leading his attack on the Jews in Germany he has shown no mercy. With their business places closed and their means of making a livelihood taken away from them, they have no way of providing for themselfs. Their only resort is to leave their homes and take up their abode elsewhere.
Hitter and his followers may achieve for their country a "place in the sun," but when such a valuable group of people as the Jews are driven out wholesale, the persecutor as well as the persecuted will suffer. In all probability the Germans will be as eager to call the Jews back into their economic and political life as the French were to regain the citizenship of the Huguenots and the Spanish to bring back the Morceans.
LET'S CUT LOOSE!
What has come over Hill politicians? Where is the old spirit and fight that has marked other campaigns? What has become of the fighting fervor of other years? Why are there no torchlight processions with students yelling, singing, and electionering for their candidates? What has happened to mass meetings held in the Memorial Union and on fraternity
front lawns? Have the parties gone soft? Have they lost their grip? Or do they feel they are above such petty, small time stuff?
We miss all the harmless fol- derol of previous campaigns. The absence of fluff and flubbery this year is a real loss. It really hasn't seemed like a Kansas campaign at all—it's been just too darned quiet and prissy.
When sincere, intelligent students demanded that Hill parties cease the inane practice of mud-slinging they did not mean that the political factions should drop all the other innocent, inexpensive phases of the campaign. Somehow, it just doesn't seem right without all the hooorah and whoopla.
The Kansan is in favor of cutting loose in the few days remaining before the election and really putting on a show. This does not mean that we advocate a spree of mudslinging. That is not necessary and should not be tolerated. But the campaign can be pepped up without a reversion to the pleuric demonstrations of other election fights. A hot campaign, clean to the core, and free from invective, innuendo, sarcasm, and all the stillness that was a needless part of the battles of other years would be a welcome diversion.
We have a torch all ready for one of those old-fashioned torchlight parades! Where shall we meet?
THE SUN STILL SHINES
With the Greeks having to pare their entertainment allowance to the extent that some have waived their formal parties, a peek into the future might not be amiss.
The Grecian world on this Hill has found that the sun still rises in the morning in spite of the "no-party" basis which some have had to adopt, and that the suffering engendered by the new existence has been slight.
It is quite possible and probable that when such things as depressions (horrid word!) and back taxes have been forgotten, the Greeks will throw off their Spartan tactics and go back to their expensive parties.
It may dawn on some of the wiser heads, however, that four or five parties a year constitute a frivolity, a grand gesture, or a lack-adaisy, and that the side black of the fraternity ledger would benefit from a "one-party" platform.
Some Greeks have lost much sleep and acquired circles under their eyes from fretting over the social prestige which their retrenchment policy might cost them, but we, with our Pollyanna attitude, believe that our Athens has been strengthened by its oatmeal diet.
THESE WOMEN
Kansas, the stungh defender of prohibition, may well be proud also of the generation of young women receiving education at the University. Regardless of the fact that the University has no ruling to the effect that coeds shall not smoke on the Hill, it is very seldom that one is seen strolling along the campus with one of the "horrible weeds" held nonchallantly between the first two fingers of the right hand.
A more logical reason might be that the women have been under the impression that regulations made by University officials would cause them to be hauled "on the carpet" if they dared to share in the liberties granted the men.
True enough, many University women use cigarettes, but the front porch or balconies of sorority houses, or the booths of one of the Hill's "hang-outs" are usually the places sought out by those who indulge. Perhaps convention is the guiding hand that keeps the women from publicly displaying their successful conquest of the art of smoking, or maybe the old Mid-Victorian customs are still revered by members of the fairer sex.
A news story tells us that some of the latest novels may have washable covers. While they're at it, they might be dirty and cover the covers — Indiana Daily Student.
OFFICIAL UNIVERSITY BULLETIN
The regular meeting of the Kansas Association of Chemical Engineers will be held at 7:30 Thursday evening in room 101 Chemistry building. Don Werner
CHRISTIAN SCIENCE ORGANIZATION:
The roar meeting will be held at 4:30 Wednesday in room 32 in the Ad-
ministration Building.
JESSE PICKEL, President.
Ion at Chancellor's Office at 11 a.m. on regular afternoon publcation in
and at 11.28 a.m. on Sundry hours, for Sundayoses.
Tuesday, April 4, 1933 No. 142
Tries really are tough. About the only optimists we have left are the pickpockets, and they are plying their hats. They are playing with habit—Indiana Daily Student.
All College freshmen and sophomores are expected to see their advisers on Wednesday, Thursday or Friday regarding their mid-semester grade. Names and office hours of the advisers are posted on the bullen board at 121 Administration building. PAUL B. LAWSON, Associate Dean.
COLLEGE FRESHMEN AND SOPHOMORES:
At last a clear, statesmanshiplike statement on the war debts has been made. Clare Bows say, "The French have done it," and we have ours." - Minnesota Daily.
muestra una sesión de El Atente el jueves a las cuatro y medía la tarde en 113 Ad. Que todos los sospos asistieron. FREW J.W. Jesride, Presidente.
EL ATENEO:
LINDLEY DeATLEY, Secretary.
Immaculate club will meet tonight at 7:30 in the parish hall of St. John's 'atholic church.
MARY ASTON, President.
--thank you for all convention committees will please meet at 1124 Mississippi street this evening at 6:45.    **ROWENA LONGHOSSE, President.**
Le Cerce Français se reunira mercredi a quatre heures et demie, salle 306 Praser. Tous ceux qui parlent français sont invites.
IMMACULATA CLUB:
LE CERCLE FRANCAIS:
MID-WEEK VARSITY:
MARY SHRUM, Secretaire
The regular mid-week varsity will be held Wednesday evening at the Memorial Union building. OZWIN RUTLEDEG Manager.
PAN-HELLENIC DELEGATES:
Regular meeting of Women's Panhellenic will be held Wednesday afternoon at 4:30 in room 210 West Administration building. Please note the change in time and place.
JUANITA MORSE, President.
--a waxy damp lay on the floor at the man's feet and he was turning, relinquishing his hold on the girl's wrist, looking over his shoulder with a white, drawn face. He posed so a moment, surrounded by murderer who showed only in silhouette.
THETA EPSILON:
Our Contemporaries
W.S.G.A. Council will meet this evening at 7 o'clock in room 5 of the Mecorial Union building.
LILA LAWSON, President.
That wasn't no lady, Jack, that was my wife.—Augusta Gazette.
W. S. G. A. COUNCIL:
QUIPS from other QUILLS
SCHOOL, PARTIES LESS EXPENSIVE
Social affairs at the larger schools are costing less and a lot of easy-going days.
Because of the lack of materials in the packetbook, will be glad.
The depression brought some hardships. It also has brought some gain—not alone in schools of higher education, but elsewhere. If it has helped to reduce extravagance and waste in companies where there was been worth a lot. At any rate, the dads who write the checks will agree on that score—El Dorado Times.
--a waxy damp lay on the floor at the man's feet and he was turning, relinquishing his hold on the girl's wrist, looking over his shoulder with a white, drawn face. He posed so a moment, surrounded by murderer who showed only in silhouette.
The advertisement in the Augusta Gazette of the loss of a lady's purse, containing a five dollar bill in the alley back of the Gazette office indicates that she was an outspoken mastered all the finer points of his profession. No editor should think of throwing a lady out into the alley as long as she still had five dollars.-Jack
--a waxy damp lay on the floor at the man's feet and he was turning, relinquishing his hold on the girl's wrist, looking over his shoulder with a white, drawn face. He posed so a moment, surrounded by murderer who showed only in silhouette.
A new item from Lawrence says there is no longer keen competition between various fraternities and sororites to outdo each other in the cost of their social affairs. Lucky today is the Greek letter organization which can stage a modest little dance in its own home—free from luxury of expensive caterers and florists, of imported orchestras and other evidences of swank. Ninety-nine nites spend as much as $200 on a single party. That amount as $150, or less, for the most important functions. And doubtless this scale might well be cut, too. By dispensing with the dinner and other accessories, these gay soros may be brought down to the point where the jeopardized-jew pin brethren can have a gay formal time when their sweetest at a dollar a head, we so.
They say that women remember the first kisak after men have forgotten the second. They say that wives first clothes after they had discarded the last—Texas State Lass-O.
Now that Rudy Vallee is named a lieutenant - commander in the Maine navy, perhaps the next grapefruit bomb is in his hands. The salvo of grapeshot - Minnesota Daily.
It's beginning to look as though the only manufacturers making any money are the bill makers in Washington, D.C. —Indiana Daily Student.
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BELOW ZERO
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A Romance of the North Woods
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HAROLD TITUS
Copyright, 1932.
WNU Service
Copies of the first chapters of the story; may be had upon application at the Kaiser Business Office.
SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I—"Ton" Balkan,叭叭叭叭叭叭叭叭叭叭
CHAPTER II
Johna's heart raced as he stood there listening. The man in that other room said, "I think the firecrackers was made for the fires in Tom Bollkan's woman Bulley, a woman for old Tom!"
"I have only one thing to say, Paul! " That the Richards properties are for sale at any such absurd price; that they aren't for sale at any figure under such pressure. They're in a tight grip of the market and plenty to contend with in a fair fight, but you may take this word back to your Mr. Delkap: that the Richards company is going to keep on fighting, that it's not going to whimper; that if it finally goes down, it will be with the flaunting and the band-saw singing!
Her voice, gentle in the beginning, had mounted, and her hard-fitting defense sent a prickling sensation to his face. He was an employee—a bookkeeper, an office woman; a wife or daughter or sister of the Richards involved—had set Gorilla's eyes on him.
"Take that word to your renegade partner, Paul, and don't come here again with one hand extended in the air and the other carrying a club!"
"Ellen!" . . . Ellen, dear! Don't you see that behind this is only one thing for me? Can't you understand why you're not helping to help you in small ways? It's you I want!"—voice roughening a bit with passion. "What you're who's got into my blood! It's the waiting that kills me. . . . I can't wait, I tell you! I
Behind that closed door, a low, sorry laugh and the sound of slow footsteps. A shadow crossed the lighted glass and Gorbel spoke again.
"Get back! Get away! Don't you dare touch me!"
He called her name again, almost on the floor; she sat on the floor; a sharp cry was with as she entered. In the office went out and the glass in the door showed a blank for John
"Paul!  Get out of this office, I tell you! Get away . , away!"
Panic, now, in the tone, and for the man waiting outside there was but one move to make. . . .
The faint light from the hallway,
further impaired by his own shadow
as we posed there, hand stl u on the knob,
revealed them.
Young Belknap did not move; did not reply for a moment. Then he said almost casually:
"Well?"—in sharp demand.
"I happened to overhear you being told to get out. I opened the door for you."
Gorbel whirled to face him then, feet spread, arms held with stiff trampoline at his sides.
"And who are you?"—bright eyes searching, striving to identify the shadowed face.
"The chap who opened the door."
"Well . . . Close it, then, and tend to your own affairs!"
John shook his head.
"No," he said. "Not until the . . .
he asks me to."
Gorbel's hands were knotting into Gate
He could see her standing in the super window where she had safely stepped out and backed against a filing case as though in need of support. He added, then: "I'm very worried."
"You d—d eavesdrop!" he muttered. "You—"
John took the few quick strides that put him face to face with Gorbel, so close to him that he could hear the mark's quick breathing.
"No names!" he muttered, "No names . . . or any other talk. Are, you go睁 on your own legs?"
Gorbel swerved backward. His right hand sank the desk top, and with a nail he twisted it into a twist twisted the man about, and wrenched upward on the wrist until Gorbel sank.
"Dron it. I told you!"
Drop it!" "The devil with—"
Gored strugged, but the lock on his bent forward was secure. He bent forward for relief as John opening the door. The cold night surged in on them, and then the one was opened down the other's sleeve, and that the other's sleeve had imperiled.
At the bottom he whirled and lifted his face, normally handsome, now wrenched with rage.
"You swine!" he cried. "You'll pay for this!"
"Collect, then! But you stay away from here until you're sent for! Get that!"
He closed the door and turned back to the office, removing his cap as he went.
Brighter lights burned now, for a cluster in the ceiling and been switched on. She was the middle of the room, palet, shoulder hunched, head bowed. He stopped, polised in surprise. She was the girl in the room, with her coat and hat removed, in the jersey dress which exposed a graceful column of throat, who was as out of place in this office with a large gray zigzag wall as a flower in a wood yard!
"He called me an eavesdropper, guess, in a way, he was right."
"Fortunately, you heard," she murmed, and then looked up. "Oh! She brushed at her soft, short hair nervously and managed a sort of smile. "I... I wanted to tell you how ... how sorry am I that the boys who knew me come into the house. She rose, and he could see that she was raling her composure rapidly. "I feel like an intruder," he said, advancing. "I came over on here to play with you, and ran into the uneaselessness!" "I am the manager," she said simply. And now surprise had him wholly; so completely that he blinked and
"What! You. . . Why, a girl in this mess?"
She flushed deeply.
"I guess that's what it is; a mess. Even strangers know it. You've had your father's company. I've been trying to carry on for over a year now, since he , . . . since you were born."
“Oh,” he said dully. “Oh”—a long drawn, this time, and in a sort of relief rather than amusement or stupidity. She didn’t look at him on whom his father made war!
It simplified matters for a chap in an embarrassing position. A man, even in a pitch, might want to fight someone, maybe because of sources. A girl like this—the sort of girl you took to tea and the theater and to supper clubs; a nice girl who looked as though she read books and had a picture of a smart roadster—would be needling help. Lots of help! Immediately! It was her tough luck that she would have been taught a truant such as his father was turning out to be; his good luck that she was. In trouble, filled with ants as he was working, she was to show what he could do.
"Well!" he said as he took the chair she indicated, and in the third excitation was a deal of satisfaction, as she returned with an unexpected bonus! corner into an unexpected bonanza!
"It was terrible the way the boys met you," she said. "There's an excuse for it, of course. It can be excused for it, but it has worked up over what has been going on and so loyal to my father's memory that they do these things regardless of my wishes. I'm . . . I am so sorry! I want to . . . for it, and for their hurting you."
He touched his cut lip.
"Don't mind me. As I understand the situation you seem to have troubles enough without worrying about a scratch on a stranger!"
Her eyes dropped. "And it was awfully generous of you to ... to do what you did just now" - voice trembling. Tonight, Tom Beltkapp's bully is coming to harm more of my men and we beat you up in our excitement. Next, you walk in here to find Tom Beltkapp's partner demanding surrender and save me ... embarrassment. There are girls a girl can't handle ... alone."
John stirred uneasily. To tell a girl who could speak of a man with contempt and animosity that he was that man's son was a bit more of an idiot, John pointed to him considering his objective. He had found her in a man's job, in a man's fight, confronted with a man's problems, but she was no man; a girl, with feminine reactions and prejudices, and would terminate this talk abruptly.
His heart went down . . . and then rebounded. Sandy's letter rested in his bill-fold. Good old Sandy, so ratched at writing a letter of character for him, but once important, but now less important. He kicked up her last names:
"Yes; a lot of mutters a girl can't 'handle me,' but his light gaze on her face was not one of sympathy or anger. He's studying her in the light of a possible circle for that unseen or wicked person, that you own or wangze. Maybe it won't be so easy to help you in other things. But that's what I came here for; to ask for a chance to meet her."
Surely it was a surge of relief, the sudden dawning of an unlooked-for hope, which unstained her tone then!
"Meaning just what?" she asked with an old bluntness for a girl.
"And that . . . that's what brought you to Sheostrine?"
"that our characters for a w oo s superintendent and I'd like to take on the chore."
lawning of an unlooked-for robe, which unstretched her tons then! can she, a young man can't! can he? and even through the concentration of a savage purpose, seems peculiarly lovely to bebledy No. . . , but for fear of not! but for fear of attaining his goal he may evade a little, may he not?
(To Bo Continued)
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