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UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
THURSDAY, MARCH 23. 1923
University Daily Kansan
Official Student Paper of THE UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS LAWRENCE, KANSAS
Editor-In-Chief PAUL V. MINER
Associate Editors
Alfreda Broderick & Harold Turtledine
Managing Editor  SUNNY BURKE
Editing Editor  Vincent Parke
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Najah Editor  Margaret Beamont
Secretary Editor  ARNOLD KRYTMAN
Secretary Editor  Arnold Krytman
Secretary Editor  Martin Brown
Alumni Editor  David Loomis
Russell Editor  Dedlyn Smith
Editor MGR  MARCAETTA INCRE
District Manager  Danny
Robert Witmaneman           Marygrant Lee
Vick V. Wichner            Margaret Jefferies
Bidwell Kroenke           Bill Milligan
Graham Browne             Milligan Flynn
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THURSDAY, MARCH 23, 1933
MUDSLINGING AGAIN
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The student political campaign was opened yesterday with the issuance of a sheet by the Puchacamic party.
The handbill was devoted mainly to a serious discussion of the year's activities of the Men's Student Council, written by its president. The article was sound and serious, and well merited publication. Two other articles were in similar tone.
But included in the paper was an attempt at humor which degraded its purpose to that of a mud-slinging sheet. After last year's asinine exhibition on the part of both parties, it was hoped that such practices would not have part in this campaign. The president of the Council has expressed that wish himself.
Now, at the outset of the campaign, is the time to see that such foolishness, in the name of politics, has no place in this year's election. If students cannot be enticed into interest in their own elections without mud-slinging, we had better not have student government at the University.
Can't you picture the timpani pouring a glass of beer into the gatter because it registered 5.8 alcoholic content?
THE FUTURE BECOMES MORE CERTAIN
When the senate bill releasing fraternities from the payment of back property taxes was showed through the state legislature in the last minute rush before adjournment, it marked the final stage of a fight that has been waged by Greek letter organizations for more than three years.
The case is settled now. The taxes which have accrued while the matter was in litigation are not to be paid, but beginning this year, fraternity and sorority property will be placed on the tax rolls.
For the first time since the case was first brought up, the organized houses know where they stand. They will be able to determine exactly the amounts they will be assessed, and will have an opportunity to make preparations for paying. With the element of uncertainty removed, and with the possibility of future decisions reversing the present situation removed, the Greeks should be able to make provision for paying the taxes without placing undue strain on their treasuries.
Gems gleaned from our contemporary downtown: Headline: "Title at Steak." Society item: "Mrs., surprised the club members by serving refinements."
VENZKE vs. CUNNINGHAM
It is coming to be a common thing for the headline in the newspapers to read, "Cunningham Defeats Venzk," but the Pennsylvania runner still does not acknowledge his defeat. He has one excuse left.
The two runners have never met for the mile grind on an outdoor track. They have met several times for the mile on indoor tracks, but both have done the major part of their training on outdoor ovals.
The rumor is spreading that Yenzke will be entered in the
With mathematics playing such a prominent part in the beer legalization question the future bartender will necessarily have to possess the qualifications of a public accountant.
DEPRESSION AND THE HOSTELRIES
One of the benign effects of the depression that may have been overlooked is the change of attitude on the part of hotel and grillroom managers towards the general public.
It wasn't such a long time age that the college student, after saving up money for ages, decided it was time to take the one and only to the nearest grill for a bit of tinging and dancing. It took quite a bit of courage, even with her along, to walk up to the headwater and vainly try to attract his attention. It was quite a task to convince him that you had not something to deliver and that he was making a mistake in directing you to the tradesman's entrance. Then it is not difficult to recall how after you finally did get your table—usually a corner one at that—you would start for the dance-floor at the first note of music only to find upon reaching it that tired and bored orchestra had finished the selection. Who has the temerity to recall the cheek and the scorching glance of the waiter after he has noted the size of the tin?
Yet with the coming of the depression all this has changed. Watters, although not servile, have at least enough time to minister to your wants. It is a great surprise to receive a check that is reasonable and note a smile when the tip is preffered. Verily it does appear that, in these times at least, a college man's dollar is a dollar even in the eyes of the grill operators.
Now that the Great Ruth has signed his contract, the Yankees will have to start winning ball games in order to gain publix
CHE SOCIALISTIC OUTLOOK
TO the SOCIALIST OUTLOOK
To the average American voter socialism is merely a mild form of amurichism, communism, bolshevism, or something equally akin in his mind, to forces that are attempting to overthrow the government and put Choson on the throne.
But whether the average voter recognizes the fact or not, it is nevertheless true that many of the institutions most vital in our everyday life are of a definitely socialistic nature. For example consider the mail delivery system. Who owns the postal service? Why, the government, of course, you say. Exactly. And who owns the government? Why, the people. Delve into the theory of collective ownership advanced by socialists and you will find that its principles have been followed almost to the letter in the organization of the United States post office. The system is one of the most complicated organizations as well as one of the most efficient in the world and it is socialism in one of its basic forms.
Nearly the entire educational system of this country is based on socialistic principles of organization. Popular education has been made possible only by the application of those principles. At one time all schools were privately owned, and tuition charges were so high that only the very rich could afford to educate their children. The masses began to demand that government provide them education they could afford, and the only way government could meet their demands was to establish collectively owned and operated schools on a socialistic basis. This war
OFFICIAL UNIVERSITY BULLETIN
Vol. XXX
OFFICIAL UNIVERSITY BUILDING
Noticeies at Chancellor's Office at 110 W. 46th St. or residency publication number
ASCE meeting this evening at 7:30 in room 297 Marvin. An illustrated lecture on the Coolidge Dam will be presented.
A. S. C. E.
Thursday, March 23. 1923
A. I. E. E. :
There will be a meeting of the K.U. Branch of the ALEE. in Marvin hall this evening at 7:30, Captain W. J. Burke will give a talk on Transportation Electrification. Some musical numbers have also been arranged for All electrical engineers are urged to attend. RICHARD FOOR, Secretary.
EDWIN A. ELLIOTT, Secretary.
MACDOWELL
The first session of the Girl Reserve Training Course, conducted by Miss Florence Stone, state executive secretary, will be held at Hendey house from 7 to 9 on Friday evening. MARGARET ROBERTS, Chirman.
There will be a regular meeting of MacDowell this evening at 6:00 in centrals Administration rest rooms. Will members please be on time because it is a dinner time.
NON-FRATERNITY MEN:
GIRLS RESERVE TRAINING COURSE:
Non-fraternity men interested in social activities and intramural athletics are urged to attend the Kayhawk intramural banquet to be held at 6:30 p.m. Tuesday, February 27, at the State Fair's cafeteria. Assistant Professor Edwin R. Eibel, of the Department of Physical Education, may be brought at the door or obtained from members of the Kayhawk club.
WOMEN'S GLEE CLUB:
There will be a rehearsal of the Women's Glee club on Monday at 4:30 p.m. in Marvin auditorium in preparation for the spring concert April 5. Every member must be present.
AGNES HUSBAND, Director.
done, and popular education became a reality.
KEITH W. JOHNSON, Social Chairman.
The system of public roads and highways has been developed entirely under a socialistic plan of organization. The municipal owned light and water plants, as well as public parks and playgrounds, typify exactly the socialist collective-ownership principles. President Roosevelt's new timber conservation proposal is basically socialistic. City planning definitely embodies socialism.
QUIPS from other QUILLS
The vocation of the till collector could properly be called a pursuit rather than an occupation—McPheron Republican.
But the average voter will not accept the arguments. Smugly self-confident and supremely sure of his convictions, he answers them with talk of American ideals, patriotism, glorious tradition, the flag, love of country, and reverence to God. He is right, and he knows it. Nothing you say could possibly convince him otherwise.
One who has not spent hours of hard work on a college daily can hardly realize the feeling of pride, of enthusiasm, of joy that reporters feel in the knowledge that they do not have to be emasculated by the mediocre pencil of some halcyon professor of journalism or some imcomprehensive faculty member. The college paper is like a youth and of钛ism. The workers give their best and do their best. Of course, they often run into faculty disclosure, but that is to be expected. The students' generation were not meant to govern much of anything except Egyptian culture in the days of Pharah. The situation is amply stated in the proverb which goes—"If only youth know and age could." Daily Cardinal.
"Has Anyone?" anxiously inquires the editorialist on the University Daily Kanman, "ever really decided why we are here on earth?" The answer, of course, is no, but we suggest to the reader that a much more practical question is not one it is here, what he is going to do at P.H. in the Chanute Tribune.
THROTTLING STUDENT THOUGH
The Columbia Spectator, university daily, is having its troubles. Dean Carl W. Ackerman, of the Columbia school of engineering, recently proposed to transfer the management of the paper from an undergraduate board to the college's school of journalism. Of course, the editing rightly opposes the plan. Such a step would mean the strangulation of the personality of one of the foremost college dailies in the country. Editorial policy would be subjected to the re-entry羊肉 of the aged faculty, features would give place to boring articles, the news of would-be journalists. All that would be specially reduced to the status of a fifth rate sheet.
Our Contemporaries
When you weep, don't expect others to mop up your tears.—Daily Texan.
The Black Box of Silence
By Francis Lynde
Illustrations by O. Irwin Myers
(WNU Service)
(Copyright by William Gerard Chapman.)
(WNU Service)
Copies of the first chapters of the story may be had upon application at the Kenyan Business Office.
THE STORY
CHAPTER I - Having demonstrated the master of an extraordinary aliener, the ed. of Green Lanius, your inventor, in his school, Green Lanius, your condider to conduit to the hells, Wally Murphy, your deviser, if exploited might be a black box or a black box is stolen from a mace in a black box.
CHAPTER II.—Landis tells Markham how he brought himself known, the person of a lawyer, with whom the inventor is in touch with the law. He cast or a woman's footprint found on his property.
CHAPTER 15 IV—Markham, vaguely known for his hotel room, he had a hotel room in his house. He adds to the volves and a complete set of burials with two tombs and a companion kit to the hotel room. That night the safe in his room was dawned open and locked, the dress was blown open and locked, the suitcase that contained the "block box" was satinned that the "block box" was opened, the messes he feared, Landis with Markham and a friend.
CHAPTER III-Butt, daughter of a teacher in the above suspicion, to assess himself of the cast to one of Betty's show. They canyon, a stranger in town, is home from the theater the previous year. Markham does not tell Linda girl should have deliberately stolen her car, but the evidence is unthinkable, but the evidence she was present at the time of the show.
CHARTER Y - At Portabella they fund the University, riling in at Fleetwain and stranglers, riding in at Fleetwain. Mare are the only possible suspects; there are no other them, although advice from Liquorice of the three, at St. Joseph Markham on the carriage in Fleetwain, with whom the caddie is traveling. Markham on the carriage at Fleetwain. Markham on the Pikes Park bighorn wrexposition on the Pikes Park bighorn
CHAFFER X-Returning, with Bette Ramsay, Marcus and his brother Michael, Marathon bounced off two goose who were out of bounds in the first half. Three men from the league gave up. Leonard has been following the Lions' playoff hopes. And Leonid has been following.
MARTIN R. WILLE - Write he and Landry are and wrecked. He writes another
It was not until the distant lights of Breover came in sight that their headlamps showed them an unlabeled car half hidden under the roadside.
CHAPTER X
Markham Slowed Down, and as He Did So, Two Men Stepped Out and Signaled Him to Stop.
cottonwoods. Markham slowed down, and as he did so, two men stepped out and signaled him to ston.
Misealcouncing his distance slightly, he ran a little way past the men, and when they came up he was ready with his weapon. He ran out of the door on his side was jerked open and he was seized and dragged out of the car, one of the pair clamping the other down. The bluntness over his hair did done so quickly that he was half smothered before he realized that this didn't at all square with what Smith method; that he had to deal, not with officers of the law, but with the mystical assaultants who had tried from the hill and Landia. And then the fight was won.
With his arms fast chumped in the grip of the man behind him, Markham could not get at the holstered pistol held by his friend. He free, and a swift kick doubled the blankerholder up and made him lose his hold long enough to enable Markham's shotgun to strike the stifffeds. Instantly he bucked the champer violently against the standing arm, bending him over the fender until he was forced to let go to save him.
At that, Markham got his weapon out, but now the two were between him and the car and he couldn't without taking a chance of hitting them. He slid in and flung themselves upon him, the shorter of the two crookling into grab his legs while the other darted into a clutch and tried to twist the car, so it crashed behind him as a wildriding wrestling match, and in the midst of this there came a glare of light and the mucus busted of an auto horn. Markham saw the headlights running in the car and saw Betty running to mechanically waving her arms to stop it.
that ended it. As the onecoming car came to a brake-snapping stand and Smith sprinted out of it, the two men ran and threw it. As they flung themselves in and were gone.
When Smith and Betty came running up, Markham was heating the dust out of his clothes. For Betty's sake he tried to laugh the incident off. "Thought you said the sheilf's men were roughhousie nie, Mr. Smith," he chuckled.
"Good Lord—those fellows were not Harding's men; they were just plain holdups! Are you hurt?"
As she spoke there came the crack of a gun from somewhere on head, on arm, and on her shoulder. But her hands put her hands to her arms and said, "Heen! not, are we going to get into this?"
"No; just warmed up a bit, that's all. Scare you half to death, Betty?" "N-not quite that bad. But it was pretty dreadful."
A mile or more further on they a found the sheriff and two of their deputies pulled up, and waited, and Smith got out of his car and walked on to speak
"I guess not," said Smith. "I'm inclined to think that was Harding, trying to stop those fellows."
"My guess was right," he said, when he came back. "They went by here, mercy hitting the high sports and auto dealers, their tires and their tires but apparently missed the mark. Anyhow, they didn't stop. I told Harding what they did to you, and he sayed he tried to trample the second tire." We were safe to go on to town. now."
A few minutes' fast driving brought them to the bridge over the Timmonsy; and Smith's car turned off to the railroad station. The fast drive had been broken and he took him aboard Kimham helped his seatmate out at the curb the young woman broke it.
"Wally, where could I find you on Owen quickly, if I should need to?" she asked.
"Why, we are at the Hophra house, as you know."
"Yes; but you are not there all the time."
Markham did a bit of quick thinking.
"Are you asking seriously, Betty?"
"Yes. Don't ask me why. I can't tell you-yet. But-"
"I'll promise that one or the other of us will always be within reach of the hotel phone. Will that do?"
"Yes, thank you. Good night
He waited until he had seen her mounting the porch steps before he drove away toward the business disruption. "Why she had made her singular ses
queet, and he was still wondering after he and put his car up and was entering the lobby of the hotel.
Looking for Landis, he crossed to the counter. The key to their suite was in its pigeonhole, which meant they were there to spot spectators. Markham spoke to the clerk.
"See anything of Mr. Landis"
"Why yes; he was right here a little while ago."
"You don't know where he went?"
"No, I—hold on, yes I do," too. Mr. Stubbock planned for him from his back the street, and he went over there."
"What's that?" Markham snapped, "Mr. Starbuck isn't in town. He went to Copenhagen last night to meet his wife and daughter."
"He must have returned," said the clerk. "The operator said the phone call was from him."
"Not driving?"
"No; they started out to drive and came part of the way by motor. But they had bad luck with their car and left it at one of their stoppers."
"I do, for a fact. They are the three gentlemen you were asking about how to become. Mr. Camreland and Mr. Marriott, Mr. Carnel and Mr. Martinez, just come in on the Nevada Flyer."
Markham turned away vaguely dismayed. An attempt had been made to retrieve the woman, but appearance of Smith's curb bad made it fail. Had a similar attempt been made to trump Landis? As he heated up, he asked if the infety of the intely arrived guests at the circler stand. He turned to the clerk and asked if he knew of the three who were with Smith.
Markham looked again at the three men. Not in any single participant did he notice the woman who had been registering under the halftway across the continent, and whom he and Landia had seen leave hotel in company with Canby.
CHAPTER XI
The Surgeon's Kit
At the discovery that the three men talking with Smith were by no means the three who had traveled in the mountains, he was to introduce himself, promptly, for the purpose of telling Smith's friends what he knew. Then he remembered that he had no proof to offer and three nine-fold names had disappeared.
His next thought was to go in search of Landis. As he went toward the hotel entrance, he saw Canny stop out of an elevator and quickly to shake hands with the new arrivals, and then to go to a good night and turned away—a bit of bypath that seemed to say that he did not care to be identified with Canny. Markham stepped out upon the sidewalk and glanced up at the mine office window. He crossed the street and climbed the stair to the second floor suite.
The door was opened by an elderly man in his shirt sleeves.
"Mr. Starbuck," said Markham; "is he here?"
"Not now," was the prompt reply, and then, "You are Mr. Marham? I'm going to phone the hotel to find out if I come in. You are needed. Word came a little white soo that Professor Lawry told me at those fossil beds, and Mr. Starckbur got Mr. Landis and a doctor and started up there in his car. A few minutes later he said he met me to find you and send you after them with this," picking up a black bag. "It's the doctor's instruments." He said when he came up with Mr. Starckbur.
Markham was deeply shocked at the news of the professor's accident.
"How badly is Doctor Lawson hurt?" he asked.
"Pretty badly. 1 judge."
"Has his daughter been told? She is stopping with the Stillings."
dicated turns a speed skilker when he strictly obligates. The road was now degenerating into a country cart track among the hills.
"They didn't call her up, Mr. Starbuck and Mr. Lands both agreed that it was better not to tell her until they found out just how bad it is."
"Where is this fossil place? Can I find it in the night?"
"Maybe you won't need to; maybe you'll overtake the other car. I can show you how to go so you can't very well miss the way—that is, if you don't see it from your side, then upon a sheet of scrim paper the elderly man sketched a rude outline map, penciling in the road that Markham should take with the various right and left turns indicated by guiding markers. The road is the apologized, "but maybe it will do."
Markham picked up the black bag, saying, "If they telephone again, tell them I'm on the way and will try to overtake them."
At the hotel garage he called for his roadster and told the night man to fill the tank. He got in to place the car for the filling, keeping his seat above the front of the car around for his pay. For this reason a dark figure had its chance to slip unseen from the shadows of a nearby doorway, to stoop for a brief moment at the door of the car, and thereafter to vanish swiftly and silently as it had come.
Once across the bridge and headed northward, Markham let the roadster out. He was glad the bookkeeper had told him that Starbuck and Landis had coaxed the distressing news on to Betty. But they were a long and heartbreaking interval of anxiety and uncertainty before the worst could be known.
For a time nothing intervened to make him shince speed. With the paved road left behind, however, Markham's difficulties began, and he had to make himself calm and follow its markings. But after making the first two or three arrowls
Spurred on by the sharp necessities, Merkam tighten the rooder in motion, in a way that is difficult to obliged to. In this manner he had made something over twenty speedometer miles of the bad going before he ran down the hill and lost the lest of the hills the motor coughed a few times and scaled, and not for any reason the corner would it yield another explosion.
He got his flashlight and climbed out to investigate. So far as he could determine, the ignition system was in working order, but he couldn't feed fuel by trying to feed the carburator—but it wouldn't work. With a malediction on his ill luck, he took off his coat, got out the tool kit, and found things apart to probe for the trouble.
Though he was a fairly good mechanician, the probing process proved to be a glutton of time, and a long wait. The tank might be a life and death delay for Betty's father was wasted before he had satisfied himself that neither the tank nor the gas tank would be responsible for the power failure. It was only as a last resort that he went to look at the gas tank gauge. But a few minutes later it was enough. Though he was assured that he had bad Breweries with a supply of gasoline which should have been carried on board, he had traveled, the tank was empty. The small drink crop in the tank bottom was partly open, with the fuel still drapping from it.
Under other conditions, and in view of what had already happened to him and Landis since leaving Carlisle, his bravery awakened at once. But later under the burden of his responsibility as a doctor's messenger he thought of the battle and the bifoceless drain cork merely having fallen into many road accidents that may happen.
Obsessed by the thought that the life of Betty's father might be hanging in the balance for the lack of the instruments in the surgeon's bag, he snatched a knife and map out of the car, and with the hand of a lantern, started on afloat.
Hour after hour he pushed over a road which finally became no road at all, but upon which he could occasion a crash. He was knocked out. It was these faint markings that kept him going, and it was not until the grayed down paint halted to allow his vehicle to move.
"Somebody's Done Played a Mighty Mean Joke on You, I Reckon."
front of a log cabin beside the room, which here ended abruptly, that the suspicion that he had been cleverly victimized struck him.
(To be continued tomorrow)
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