PAGE TWO UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS FRIDAY, MARCH 17. 1923 University Daily Kansan Official Student Paper of THE UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS LAWRENCE, KANSAS Editor-In-Chief ... PAUL V, MINER Associate Editors Alfreds Brothers Howard Toward Managing Editor SIDNEY HOWS Managing Editor Virgil Palmer Campaign Editor Marianne Green Night Editor Margaret Dumont Thermal Editor Armand Ackermann Teacher's Editor Arnold Ackermann Enhance Editor Madelyn Brown Advertising Manager Darryl Smith Sunday Editor Dorothy Smith ADVERTISING MGR. MARGARET INCE ASSOCIATE EDITORS Robert Whitman Lawrence Ingret Jacobs Ian Ireland Stuhl Liliana Stush Silkman Kieron Lawrence Alpin Blackstone Ira McCann Lawrence Allan Kidd Armel Kittmanman. Dawson Smith David Business Office K.U. 6 News Room K.U. 29 Night Connection, Business Office 2701K Night Connection, News Room 2702K Published in the afternoon, five times a week and on Sunday morning, by students in the Department of Journalism of the University of Alabama at Birmingham to the Front of the department of Journalism. FRIDAY, MARCH 17. 1933 Green hats, green ties, green gowns, green shirts. What more is needed to prove that those who attend the collegiate remember old St. Patrick? Subscription price, $4.00 per year, payable in Advance. Single copies, so each. Noted as second-class matter September 1910, at the post office at LAwrence, Kansas. THE ETERNAL FASHION ARBITER Imagine a guy who drove smokes out of his country also cheating Dame Fashion out of her rights. She who changes styles so rapidly that the average person is usually a season behind time, letting one man set a fad which has lasted for centuries! Anyhow there's loads of fun in meeting the others with the Irish grin, "Wearin' of the green." THERE IS STILL HOPE Now that the W.S.G.A. show is all over but the shouting, we hear that the women politicians would like to come out in the open with their combines and play the game of politics according to the rules. But they say that such a thing is impossible—that they have tried to establish a party system but were thwarted in the venture. While many tell this version of the story, none of them would preffer the information that would disclose the identity of the powerful force that had stopped the progressive step. So we present this side of the story and hope that the move for better politics at Kansas will not be allowed to die in its tracks. DECISION TIME But while they are speaking of reforming their politics, we should like to suggest that the voting board insist on the voters using the balloting booths. There were two perfectly good booths—clean, fary, and quite modern—at the voting place yesterday, but only a few of the voters used them. After several years of getting oriented at the University an inquiring student asks, "Shall I strive for an education or a degree? If I strive for an education I may never get a degree. If I strive for a degree I may never get an education." PARADISE FOR CHAPERONS It takes more than an orchestra, a glassy floor, and lively feet to make a collegiate dance, for inevitably, there must be the chaperons. They either partake in the fun and have the time of their lives, or merely look on from a ringside seat. Nobody minds their presence, and they might even be accepted as regular guests, if it weren't for their title. Poor chaperons! From the time Romeo made his famous visit to Juliet's balcony, the world has been prying around the corners to see what it can catch youth doing next. Some students don't mind, while others are exasperated by this continual surveillance. At Washington University, in St. Louis, the students have outwardly shown their total disrespect for chaperons to such an extent that it is becoming difficult to find faculty members who are willing to serve in that capacity. That seems to be one way of doing away with the "watchguards", but when the deam says, "No chap- erons, no parties,"—well, that's another question. Judging from the pleasure with which faculty members on our own campus accept invitations to chaperon parties, it appears that this is one school where they are not treated so badly. Kansas students have found a new way of getting around the problem. Instead of making social enemies of the faculty chaperons, they have discovered that each has something the other wants. The result is that the students go on with their parties knowing that only friendly eyes are watching, and the "profs" have the time of their lives. BENEATH THE VENEER Some church organization in Lawrence could assure itself of an interested, attentive audience of University students if it would conduct a series of addresses and discussions on controversial religious subjects. University students are vitally concerned over questions of God, immortality, the hereafter, prayer and kindred subjects, although with the peculiar psychology of youth they have hidden that interest from the world with a veneer of contemptuous indifference. Most of them have reached the point where they no longer know what to believe. Reared in Christian homes, most of them, they have acquired new concepts, new theories of life from their widened contacts, and often times they cannot reconcile the two viewpoints. They are floundering in a sea of doubt and misgivings, just at the age when they are striving desperately for solid footholds. Often they give up in despair, and resign themselves to cynical aloofness. They would welcome an opportunity to hear a competent discussion of the questions perplexing them. They would grasp eagerly at a chance to talk things over with someone whose judgment they trusted. But it would have to be intelligent, broad-minded discussion; students don't want "goody-goody" advice on their problems. EUGENIC INSTRUCTION Has anyone ever really decided why we are here on earth? The philosopher says to reason and think, the preacher says to be of service, the scientist says to produce more like us. All three conceptions have foundations, but many of us achieve only the latter. We learn to reason by experience; we learn to be of service through religion; but how to produce better human beings is kept under cover, hidden from our eyes. It is only reasonable to see that college men and women, especially upperclassmen, are of the ideal age for instruction in eucencies. A number of American colleges today are experimenting with the idea of student instruction on marital relations. A California university is holding open forums for the discussion of eugenics and human progress, and speakers there have argued that the solution of many of the world's problems may be achieved by controlling the quality of population. Such reports indicate that America is waking up to the fact that youth is the one who controls eugenic standards. It is plausible then, that the University would profit by offering a course dealing with that problem. The only intimation of a systemized study of eugenics in the University curriculum is that of freshman hygiene. Would a course for upperclassmen prove to be a success here as in other schools? Certainly it would be worth a try. How many students are aware of the bulletin board across the street from the Chemistry building, even though they pass it two or three times a day? In a class of one hundred or more students only one knew the words which are inscribed above Spooner- WIDE OPEN EYES The observing student! Where is he? Certainly not on this campus. OFFICIAL UNIVERSITY BULLETIN Will all seniors who plan to take the Girls Reserve Training course to be given by Miss Florence Stons, state executive secretary on March 24 to 28 may receive this training. Notices due at Chancellor's Office at 11 n.m, on regular afternoon publication days Vol. XXX Friday, March 17, 1933 GIRLS RESERVE TRAINING COURSE: No.127 MARGARET OBENTS, Chairman of Committee. Thayer museum. And even a senior didn't know that Green hall boasts a Little Theater. Not one student out of twenty-five could tell you at a moment's notice where the Brynwood art collection is displayed, whether Dyche museum has a tower, or whether the University maintains a green house. Like many tourists, students go about the campus day by day and never see anything unless it is pointed out to them. The beauty of the University would have to be spoiled by information signs such as are used for many famous beauty spots of the world, before students would be observant. --a. 'the layout.' "What did he mean by saying that QUIPS from other QUILLS Rules at Baker university forbid women students to dance, play cards or go out to the movies on Sunday—University Kansas. The emergence of knickers, white shoes, and other similar indications of a change in seasons is either a definite sign of spring or else evidence that the other suit is all worn out—Daily Nebraskan. Revealed in All-Knowing Time magazine last week (Cause of this invention is unknown) was the significant information that Treasury William Woodin pans and that Secretary of the Navy Claudie Imaginary conversation between the News to us—Evidently one of our co-eds has her excuses well in mind when the Kaman ed visited the Baker campus. -Orange Baker Woodin: Well, you Swanson of a gun! Woodin mind stop awhile, but kern it all, I have a few notes to make ote of. The banks are going to give a Hull lot of trouble; you can bank n that. Swanson: Avast there, Williams! Haul down your sailors, pull in your boat, tie up your car at the nearest hitching post, throw out the stern and blow off the rag awaile. Woodin: Yes, and—ha—ha—I've got a new deal to close myself. Swanson: Yes, the bottom seems to have dropped out of our banking network. We are foundering against the rocks, running against the current of circumstances, clutching at streams, groping toward the light of a New Day, and watching Fate as she shuffles the cards for a New Deal. Many people are attempting to lift in mortgage while riding around in it. —McPherson Republican Swanson: Well, Till be seeing you through rose-colored glasses in the light of the New Day—P. A. H. in the Garnett Review. Ogden Mills, former secretary of the treasury, has been elected a director of a thoughtful company, according to a news outlet, will continue to take care of the dough No, on the contrary the ed got the ctyte, but we do confess to a poor friend. We did not go to cap. What we found out is that Baby Jasmine dances, and can't play cards. We were just being polite and giving them the benefit of the doubt when we said the song was from the movie, that was the result of our own rule, dictated by financial stringency. "Compare our $250 funnels with those costing $400 or more elsewhere," invites a mortuary advertisement. Well, as far as we were concerned, we'll shop in the longer before we go and get measured up. -K.S. in the Michigan Daily. —K.S. in the Michigan Daily Next on the department reading schedule is the new biography of General Sherman written by the same author. Sherman published a few years ago was better than good. And so, according to all the critics, is his volume on the man who did say that war was what he believed it was—a P.H.I. in the Ottawa Heritage Fund. Purdue Exponent Seniors who have been suffering the standard query, "Are you going to graduate this June?" are beginning to fear. "You should hope so," You say, "Yes, I'm afraid I will." Black Box of Silence The Illustrations by O. Irwin Myers By Francis Lynde (Copyright by William Gerard Chapman.) (WNU Service) Copies of the first chapters of the story may be had upon application to the Kansas Business Office. CHAFTER L- Having demonstrated the "black box" which he has perfected, tenen Lands, young inventor, in his firm Willey Lawkman, his chum Wally Markham, that he fears the device, if exploited, might be used to prevent a black box is stolen from a safe in **CHAPTER II- Landis marks Markham** In this chapter, we review the combination of the data, is Detty Lawson, with whom the inventor works, and a woman's footbridge. Found in this chapter are the following: THE STORY CHAPTER IV. —Markham, vaguely dressed, his bright blond hair in his room. He finds a heater and a full set of burial vaults and a complete set of burial vaults and burialvaults kit to the hotel room in his room. That might the safe in the room was hidden open and locked, the date was shown open and locked, the dress was on. The satisfied that his "black box" in the room must be used when the uses he feared, Landry, with a black box, had been found. CHAPTER 10—BETT, daughter of a man named Markham. Both he and Markham believe himself to have been suspicious, but to accuse the coat to one of Betty's shoes. They say Cahy, a stranger in town, who is posing home from the theater, the previous night, does not tell Landis that Markham does not tell Landis that Betty's gown has deliberately stolen the invention of Landis' pose is unflatterable, but she will prove she was present at the time. CHAPTER VI—While he and Landis a new depiction, Markham car is stolen they go on on on the road to the mini-museum of the Fleetwright, ahead of them. At a crash, he is surprised at their presence in the West, and explains the season for her wedding. He overhears a conversation between Caucasus and a convinced him he is on the right track. CHAPTER VIII CHAPTER 11 AT Portabella they find strangers, riding in a Fleeting, and strangers, riding in a Fleeting, ville, are the only possible suspects, but there is only one of them. Low them, although advice from Louis of the three, AK St. Joseph Markham of the three, AK St. Joseph Markham of the three, AK St. Joseph Markham Cahry is driving west, with what gives him the impression in the star in the star The Fleeting, in the star The Fleeting, in the star The Fleeting, procession on the Pikes Park Binh- diamond. "Something, but not as much as I hoped to," said Markham, in answer to Landis' reported question as to what he had learned by following Candy and the three; and he recounted the talk he had overheard. "All I can do is stand up with these men in some sort of a deal in which he is the kirtipur." "You say Canby gave the others a map?" At the Cinnabar "You heard what Betty told us that they had bought their train tickets, and then Canby changed his mind and asked them if they didn't want to leave. They didn't want it but hey for help that made him change his mind and plans." "Something of the sort. He called it 'the layout.'" Landis spoke of something else, "You asked Betty what time they got into Copah, and her answer was, "Why don't you watch the sunset and her father watched the sunset from the mea road; and not very long after that, Canby, with two people in his car, overlooked us in the outskirts How. How do you make that fit in?" "That is just another of the mysteries." "I don't," said Markham shortly, "nothing itin's in. Step by step, each new development, or half development, but I can't stop myself from a black box of silence. But if Candy were the thief, Betty Lawson was just as certainly his accession. And that, he told himself, was unbelievable. Yet she hadn't been down the mountain side in utter silence, to point the finger of implication at Canby. What desperate undertaking was Canby engaged in that world war? It would be a double murder as one of its conditions? "It may have been." The lights of Copah had long since vanished in the eastward distance before Markham smoke amin. "Sorry your time with Betty was cut "The time was long enough," was the sober reply. And then, half hesitantly, "I'm out of it with Beaty, Wally. Canby's the man." Landis' smile was a mere baring of the teeth. "You ought to know women better than that. Wally. Business women are much more mean anything to a woman in love—" so short, owen, but maybe we see more of her later." "No, he isn't"; not if our suspicions are justified. "If you think Betty would wink at criminality, even in her larger." "We haven't anything to base a charge of criminality on." "Nothing positive, maybe. But what I overheard in Coph seems to lean that way—not to go any farther back in the mess." "Do you think so?" "I'm thinking so hard enough to make me run the wheels off this wagon to keep in touch with that Fleetwight Eight somewhere ahead As he spoke, the roadster was topping a slight rise, and Landis pointed at a faint红 dot in the forward dis dance "You've got the touch," he re- After this, for an intermiminal time, the two rising dancers held their relative hands behind their backs, looked over his shoulder. There were no headlights in sight to the rear. If Candy was making the midnight run, the headlights of his car were not visible. "Needn't look for him, I guess," Markham offered, at length. "We're hitting it up a good bit faster than he'll want to hurry his passengers." It was not until they began to draw in toward the foothills at the northwestern edge of the desert that they lost sight permanently of the red dot on the sky, so it is the little waystation of Arepas on the railroad, where the road forked. "Here's where we walk," Mrkhamman announced, showing down. Then he recalled what Kanhu said to the children of his daughter, "Your route book will show you where to turn off." But which was the "turn on?" Mrkhamman or, to the right up the mountain? Climbing out, they crossed the tracks to the railroad station. When they stopped inside they almost run away and jumped over the tracks dressed men, each man nursing a Winchester, Markham apologized for stumbling over the feet of one of the "My fault," said the one whose feet had suffered. "I wasn't looking for anybody to open the door. Are you travelin—or just going somewhere?" "Both," said Markham with a grin. "more particularly, we are trying to get the kids out here just ahead of us in a Fleetwright Eight, and we don't know which road they've taken. Perhaps you can help us. Do you want to drive over to Dewster in the Tinnamom?" "They do." The speaker was evidently the leader of the squad of armed men. "The one to the left fell, and he ran over me, then climbs the Timanjay range by way of Led Horse pass. The other begins to climb right here and goes in over Dump mountain, and the two climbs back down in the big hills of Freewater." "Thanks," said Markham; "but we don't know which way our—the Fleeting went." "I can help you there. It went up the mountain." "That helps us." Markham asserted. Then, "A mining man, are you? I didn't know there were any mines over here." "There are not many, Ours, the Cinnabar, is about the only one shiping ore just now. Brongton's my name." "Markham is mine," was the prompt word; and "this is my friend,冤家." I have had more information about the roads. We'll be getting alone before we Fleetwing across the street. As they went out the young mine owner followed them. "I'm no alarmist," he said, "but are you gentlemen 'beeled,' as we say out in this part of the world?" Markham primed and out his two automatics—much to Landis' astonishment, since Markham had neglected to mention his purchase. "Will these do?" "Fine and dandy, if you know how to use 'em. Reason I spoke was that we're down here for our payroll money -- it's coming on for Forty-one—and I am a gang might try to grab it off. That's why so many of us are here with the bells on. But if there's anything in the rumor, and they are after us, they likely wouldn't bother with you. So we went back into the station building." As the two friends reached the ear the distance diminished below of a locomotive whistle broke the silence of the desert night. "There comes Broughton's train," said Landis. "Let's get away ahead of his truck. Then we won't have to pass it on the mountain road." "You didn't speak soon enough.", Markham grumbled, kicking a flat tire under the roadster. "I wonder what did that?" Whatever had done it, the tire had to be changed, and they fell to work. When it came to the replacement they found that the spare was only about half inflated and would have to be pumped up—by hand. While they were waiting, the train came thundering in, made its halt, and went charming on. Shortly after the disappearance of the train they heard the startling roar of the mine truck's motor, and a moment later the truck, with its load of armed men missed them. The young man moused across the wheel and called out neighborly. After the truck had gone, they found the tire pump in their roadside's equipment kit had a jeyek check valve, and wouldn't hold long enough to put the proper pressure into the half-inflated tire. While they were taking turns at the leaky pump, the railroad stopped and asked if he could help them out. "Not unless you can tell us where we can borrow a decent fire pump," said Landis. "Why, yes?" was the friendly ar swer. "I've got a fliver, and a tir pump is about the most useful attnce ment it has. Walt, and I fetch it." about the most useful attachment it has. Walt, and Tiff fetch it! He crossed to a shed behind the nearest darkened house and presently opened the pump, good-natured taking the pump and helping them fill the big "You've saved our lives," Mirkham said, returning the borrowed pump. "Thanks a thousand times. Good night." As he started the motor he glanced at the dash clock. "Casualties?" "It was just midnight when we stopped, and now it's a quitter to me — there's time enough to put that Fireblowing three miles ahead." That's the toughness of the fire. Markham looked. "What do you know about that? I told those girls we had a dog and ill布她 you heard me! What the devil and Tom Walker are we to But, as they were soon to learn, the truck was not through with them. Before they had made more than a mile of roadwork to grade the roadster's motor sputtered, began to mips, and then stopped dead, and then slipped and let the car drift backward. Lands caught at the emergency brake and stopped the drift. As he did it, he pointed at the gasoline gauges and said "Look at that, will you?" Markham turned the car and let it drift down to the railroad hitter. The agent had gone to bed, and they were sitting on the train, western kindness came to the floor. "Just wait till I can get dressed and we'll see." They waited, perforce, and when the little man came out he said, "Me-Dowell—he keeps the store—may have a can or two." There was another wait while the agent hammered on the door of McDowell's empiricum; and when it was finally opened more uncertainly ensued. The storekeeper "discmere" them and have some. He'd come down and see. After a time the sleepy storecoker came shuffling down, and a search was made for gas. It finally proved that the stooler had been securing three of the familiar five items but the storecoder had only a small funnel, and it had been carefully mislated. After it had been found the clock on the reader's desk had measures "We're out of the fight, so far as keeping cases on the Fleetwing is concerned." Markham grumbled, as the car stormed the grade. They had surmounted the first long grade, of possibly five miles, when a sudden turn in the road brought a group of mine buildings into view, the scene partly lighted by the red glow of a confaguration at the roadside, Madison let the car roll slowly up the road. The confaguration put a foot on the running board. Landis saw two blanket-covered figures lying under a tree and said, "Well, Red got us, after all. Blew the safe and the commissary all to h-1 and set the wreck afire." "Yes; murder. My day foreman and the watchman. There was a gun battle; both of the foreman's guns were empty when we found them. But were they there? I didn't fact that nobody in the whole emp heard a sound white all this was going on; wouldn't have known about it till morning. I suppose, if a mine's员 woke up in a collar hadn't happened by the light of the fire. Isn't it h—l-7?" Just here one of his men drew Broughton away. "What's that?" Larsi curt in im. "You say nobody heard the explosion? But you didn't." "Oh, yes there was; safe sooos as if it had been by an lt. E. shell, too." "Well, what if he is?" "Don't you see! If they are, Herbert Canby is the fourth." "He is going to marry Betty." "I don't want to believe that these men are the criminals," said Landis, "Why not?" "Not much doubt as to who haun your black box now is murder." Mark Rutherford wrote. "The circumstinential evidence is plunging in too thick and fast to leave much "He is going to marry Betty," "Imp! That's up to you, isn't it?" "Not now. It has gone too far." Markham made no comment upon this until after they had passed the point where the shorter road by way of Owen was closed and she said, "You have only yourself to blame, Owen. It's just as I told you the night you showed me your invention; a girl can't wait forever. I don't smile but ever asked Betty to marry you." "No, I haven’t," she was the straight-forward confession. "It's this way. Betty has always and a small time of it. She doesn't pay it's faculty members enough to warrant any other kind of commitment." And she deserves something better. (To be continued Sunday) "So youve been waiting until you could invent something that you could send for enough money to let her wear diamonds? You don't know Betty had well as well as I do, even if you are her locent I - hello-what that?" 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