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FRIDAY, MARCH 10. 1925
UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
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FRIDAY, MARCH 10. 1933
MARKING TIME
President Roosevelt, less than two hours before the scheduled termination of the national bank holiday, issued a proclamation authorizing an indefinite extension of the holiday in order to gain time to formulate relief measures. Since most clearing houses and states had already announced plans for the opening of banks today, the decision of the President necessitated a nation-wide reversal of banking plan.
President Roosevelt said that the national emergency still exists and that time is necessary to put relief measures into operation. A crisis of sufficient seriousness to warrant the closing of all banks in the country cannot be met in one day. Business can easily afford to be at a standstill for a week, if out of this stagnation period come relief measures which mark the beginning of the upgrade.
Most citizens of the country are anxious to see trade and commerce move with a renewed vigor, and have currency of some sort in their pockets with which to purchase the things they need instead of incurring obligations for all necessities. They will do well, however, to wait patiently for the outcome of President Roosevelt's carefully formulated relief measures, rather than demand baskish opening of banks without assurance that they will be able to carry on.
While, therefore, the President, netting up almost dictatorial powers in financial and economic matters, is making relief plans, the nation must mark time, confident that out of the holiday will come sound enactments which will bring permanent business recovery.
Although the Scots are lagging for behind as a world power it must be admitted that it is a close race.
KANSAS YOUTH AND THE ECONOMIC SITUATION
Against the desires of some persons several brave souls in the various colleges of the state have bundled together for the purpose of studying the present economic conditions. The result has been the arrangement of a conference of collegians to be presided over by many of the outstanding figures in the state to consider where things are financially and where they should be.
It will be interesting to learn of the outcome of this deliberation of Kansas youth. Under the leadership of such men as William Allen White, Charles M. Sheldon, John Ise, W. O. Mendenhall, W. E. Grimes, W. A. Irwin, and others, it is highly probably that some very definite recommendations can be formulated.
EDUCATION IS THE GOAT
"Governmental expenses must be lowered. Taxes must be cut to fit the taxpayer's ability to pay. A government can't go on spending more than it makes each year." That has been the demand, and a justifiable one since the end of boom times in 1929. Legislative bodies from the national government down to the hamlet have responded with lowered governmental expenditures.
The trouble is that legislators are likely to make some department in the government the goat. That goat in more than one state legislature has been the department of education, more especially the state colleges and universities. Proposals for the reduction of funds to be spent on state educational institutions range in different states from cuts in salaries, cuts in maintenance expense, reduction in school programs and combinations of all of these things, to the prize plan of all, a proposal to close state educational institutions for one year in Oklahoma.
Education is taking its share, and in many cases more than its share, of reductions in retrenchment programs. It is willing to take its cut. It can operate efficiently on less money than it has had in the past. Any effort, however, to curtail expenditures in education so drastically that it will lower the efficiency of the educational system is a step backward for civilization.
THE WIND-WHIPPED AUDITORIUM STAGE
It is no wonder that artists dislike to make tours through the hinterland of the United States Heifetz, hailed as one of the great violinist of all time, came to the University last night for a concert. he had a receptive audience but he wasn't given a chance. The stage was drafty due to poorly regulated ventilation. A stout current of air continually whipped the curtains at either side of the platform.
From the beginning of the program to the end the violin of the artist was cold. It was impossible for Heifetz to do his best work.
Some effort should be made to remove the barn-like effect of the auditorium stage. This change along with several others might make it possible for artists to look at the University as an assis in a desert of huse music halls.
NO MORE PLATTERS
The days when a college degree and a good job were practically synonymous appear to be gone forever. Even erstwhile famous athletes have found the silver platter rudely jerked from their hands after the completion of their university schooling.
Several metropolitan newspapers have recently carried stories telling of the positions college trained men have been forced to accept while lambent prosperity frolicks behind the proverbial corner. Thousands of men who have had their intelligence glossed by the rarely influence of a higher education, have been forced to bend their backs and callous their hands in hard manual labor.
A college degree is no longer a one-way ticket to an easy job, and most college men are well aware of the fact. Even parents are forgetting the traditional admonition before sending their sons off to school: "Study hard, son. I want you to have the benefit of an education I didn't have so that you will never have such a tough time making a go of it as I have had."
The present day student has few illusions as to the warmth of his reception when he steps out into the world after commencement. He knows that his degree in the eyes of the world is merely a sort of certificate in proof of an average intelligence. It is not until later that he will find his diploma paying satisfactory dividends.
NECESSARY
UNNECESSARIES
Evidently ten hours of freshman rhetoric and a smattering of required science are not the important things in the education of a young man. Robert Littell, writing in a recent issue of Harper's magazine, argues that there are certain accomplishments which he young男 should master before going out into the world—incidentally, a world very different, he believes, from the one sketched in formal education.
The requirements which he lists as essential in modern society include the ability to swim, handle firearms, speak in public, cook, typewrite, ride a horse, drive a car, dance, drink, and speak at least one foreign language.
OFFICIAL UNIVERSITY BULLETIN
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Wed. March 18, 2002
No. 122
Chancellor's Advisory,
affirmative political position
There will be a meeting of the Mathematics club on Monday, 13 at 30 in rooms 211 east administration building. Prof. E. B. Dade will speak on
THEMATICS CLUB:
RHADAMANTHI TRYOUTS
OTIS BRUBAKER, Vice President
Rhadamanthi tryouts will at end noon Sunday, March 12. Students wishing to turn in manuscripts of not less than 20 lines of poetry should send or bring them to 940 Tennessee. Tryouts should be signed with a factitious name, accompanied by the author's real name and address. MAXINE LUTHER, President.
RHADAMANTHI:
Rhodamantha will meet Sunday, March 12 at 4 p.m. in the Green room of Pride Hall, to judge tryout manuscript. Members will increase an original押符.
SIGMA ETA CHI:
There will be a meeting in the chapter room Sunday afternoon at 5:15.
Marjorie Nelson has charge of the program. EVANGELINE CLARK.
THETA EPSILON:
Theta Epsilon party scheduled for this evening has been postponed.
THELMA KRATOCHVIL, President
University men may learn all these traits of a gentleman to some degree, but unless "pig Latin" is allowed to pass as the foreign language, some of them are going to fall considerably short on the last cultured ability.
TRANSITION TIME
Some of these students become glum. You can see them wandering along the campus, head down, quite unaware of other students who are passing. Others throw themselves into sports or the social swirl hoping to get away from their "lost" feeling.
One of the most startling features of college life is the number of students who are emotionally unsettled. They attend classes and try to understand what the professors are telling them but something just isn't there.
The full significance of life is just beginning to break in on them. They can't be concerned with school problems and lessons when this greater thing is tugging at their interest. Food doesn't taste nice, dates don't amuse, lectures mean nothing, the world is upside down.
The physical and mental transition from youth to maturity comes for most persons during their college years. Usually they work out their own solutions to vexing problems, and more often than not, they come to sane maturity. There are, however, those who cannot work out their problem alone. If aid cannot be secured they soon become the social misfits of the world. Wonderful potentialities m a n y times are wasted because the transition hasn't been properly effected.
Possibly this poor penmanship is caused by taking hurried notes in classes, or it may be a result of the increasing use of the typewriter among students, and the resulting non-importance of good handwriting. But whatever the reason, the fact remains that college seniors are probably the worst writers in the world—that is, outside of most successful business men, and Presidents of the United States.
Citizens who enjoy criticising modern universities love to stand back and exclaim: "Why, college graduates can't even write plainly. They go away to school for four years, and when they come back they can't even write as well as before they left."
SCRIBBLING SENIORS
However paradoxical this condemnation sounds, it is nevertheless well founded. Most college seniors admit that their penmanship is worse then it was before they entered the university. Schooled in the Heusam, Spencerian, or Palmer methods of penmanship for seven or eight years during their grammar school days, they seem to throw their training to the four winds as soon as they reach college, and then scribble for the rest of their lives.
THELMA KRATOCHVIL, President.
The Black Box of Silence
Illustrations by O.Irwin Myers
By Francis Lynde
(Copyright by William Gerard Chapman.)
(WNU Service)
Copies of the first chapters of the story which started in last night's Kansan may be had upon application at the Kansan Business, Office.
THE STORY
CHAPTER I - Having demonstrated the power of an extraordinary sledgeer, the officer, Edwen Lamili, young inventor, in his claim, Wally Markham, that he receives the device, if exploded, might be killed. The black box is stolen from a safe in
CHAPTER II- Landis tells Markham, "The investigation is making the combination of the sake is in lawson, with whom the inventor
Bettv Lawson
CHAPTER IIII
With the box on the seat beside him he headed his car for the grounds of one of the oldest institutions for higher learning in the Middle West. He walked to the building and —couldn't he, in the circumstances—and the reason for the unfunniness dated back to a game of golf at the Country club; a round played with Betty Lawson on a dizzy day when she was wet feet with damp clothes and wet feet.
Upon leaving the Lands place Markham drove to a florist's shop and got the box of Congratulatory rose for which he had telefoned that morning.
After the game he had urged Betty to let him drive her home quickly for a change, but she had refused to be buried. There was a cheerful open fire in the club bounce and they had kicked her out of their feet at the blaze. He remembered that Betty had rested her feet on the hot fender, and he had told her she would burn the soles of her shoes. She had burned one of them, the left one he had seen the mark when she fell. She felt if the shoe were got too hot.
This small circumstance was a sufficient reason for the drive out to the college campus. If Landis had not adabat him, he would have worked to the combination of the laboratory safe, the mere fact that the magnifying glass had shown a faint line running across the ball of the foot in the soft soil imprint under Landis' arm, and then he squigged it thought of connecting Betty with the disappearance of the black box. But the telltale mark, added to Landis' admission, seemed to leave little room for doubt. This circumstance thus all but conclusive, the thing was blankly invisible.
As he let the blue roadster amble along toward the college suburb, Markham tried to convince himself of the evidence conclusion that, if it was an assumption that, instead of going directly home after the play, Betty had delayed her return for at least an hour, since it was nearly midnight before she took up in the laboratory safe. Again, the automobile track and the double set of footprints in the alley proved that two persons were concerned, and if they were maniac, Cauzby must have been the man who was he his escort for the evening.
by an overwhelming majority.
Reaching this point, Markham told himself that the thing was blanketly true. "I don't like to trick on Owen; but that she would make a man her accomplice was ridiculously incredible. Also, there was another person who didn't wear shoes. Would Bettie have worn a pair of girl shoes or the theater's Markham's? It was all against and against and the "annies" had it
He parked his cur in front of the Lawson house and run up the steps with the box under his arm. When the maid came to answer his ring he was told that Miss Betty had gone across the campus on an armored for her father and would be back in a moment. Would he come in and visit?
he wounded and died; and after the maid had shown him into the parter and had gone back to her work, a man who was with her was her mother, With Betty, who was her father's housekeeper, out of the way, and the professor insya his classes in the house, and was alone in the house, save for the maid. He knew which one of the professors had been prompting of an impulse quite as lawless as the one—Betty's or another—the that had led to the burglarizing of the floor, rapidly up the stairs to the floor above.
He hoped he might find the door of Betty's chamber standing open, and it was. Feeling more like a sneakier, she turned around. There was a pair of shoes standing beside the dressing chair. Were they the shoes she had worn to and from bed? She had not when she costumed for her part on the stage? He was afraid they were, and he wished she had put them away; hidden them so that he couldn't
Since she hadn't—he picked up the left shoe and examined the sole. It not only bore the tiltate crease across front of the low heel achieved a visible trace of the black soil of the Landis back yard. Not to leave the small chance of occurance, he took off the boot from the other compared it with the shoe sole. The marks were identical. While he was waling heartily that he could have seen the creases on even eyes, he happened to glance out of the window, and saw the owner of the accession shoe tripping across the campus toward the house. In the darkness, he stepped beside its mate, pocketed the cast and dashed down the stairs and into the parlor a breathless moment before he went to the key into the latch of the hall door.
"If I need an excuse for this early morning brush, here it is," he said, giving her the congratulatory box. "I wanted to be first in the field."
"You're a Dear, Wally; Always a Dream!"
"You're a dear, Wally; always a dear!
Why doesn't some nice girl find it out
and make away with you?"
"Oh—was it a struggle? Did it look that way to you? What made you and Owen take a stage box? Did you walk around the room with me and make me forge my lines?"
"Sheer devotion." he explained in mock tenderness. "We wanted to be as near you as possible Your work is doing you Not feeling any after-effects at all!"
She dropped into a chair and passed her hand over her forehead.
"Sit down for a few minutes, won't you? After-effects, say you? I admit it was a bit of a struggle, last night. I had a hitse fright horribly, at the knees the went on telling him just how the fight complex had attacked her.
Sitting opposite, Markham listened, and as she talked the testimony of the circumcitudinal evidence became still more unbelleville. Surely if she had been in an hour after the play, she couldn't sit there chatting with him apparently without a single trace of self-consciousness. Yet there was the accusing footpatrol under Landa's workshop in the adjunctory shoe in the room overhamb.
"Weren't you pretty tired when the thing was over?" he asked.
"I was a perfect dishrag! It made me furious. How that I can play my eighteen hole of gold and come up to the stage, dry by a few hours on the stage!"
"Action and reaction," he suggested. "Nothing is more stimulating than playing with a piece of paper, especially when the player makes such a cracking success of a part as you diy of your last night. And the player can be a beetle-down that leaves you flat and with a dark-brown taste in your mouth. And having had a bit of supper after the play."
"I did that very thing. Bert took me to Pozon's."
applied to Canby, setting it down a measure of the distance Canby had moved away from Betty. A moment's reflection on him that it might mean little in Betty's mouth.
He marked the familiar "Bert" as
"And after the supper Canby drove you home in his car?"
She nodded. "He bad to, I was so steepy I could scarcely hold my eyes men."
"Still, I suppose the long way round was the shortest way home, at that, wasn't it?" he thrust in, with his good-natured grin.
"It might have been," she admitted. "To tell the truth, I was so tired and sleepy that Berth may have been driven alone and the block for all I knew, or cared."
"Bert," he said; "It's 'Bert' and
'Betty' already, is it?"
"Whoops!" she lingered. "In that the way you feel about it? But what man is going to do with a slow. Bert signed me up for last night nearly three weeks ago, and you didn't ask me until day before yesterday to take what she can get, doesn't she?"
have been Herbert Canby. Hence,
during the four-day interval, Markham spent most of his time keeping
the office in a state scheme
under quiet surveillance.
"I suppose so," he yielded. In all of this lighthearted give-and-take she was the Betty he knew best; teasingly vivacious, altogether frank and friendly, wholly unmarrueured. If she were using a mask for him it fitted faultlessly.
His thoughts whipped back to the performance of the night before; to her almost inspired interpretation of the play. Was she acting a nart now?
"Some girls can reach out and take anything they have a fancy for," be吧, "and you can get her attention. Betty, dear. You'll have a lot to answer for by the time you are a woman
"I like that—"n woman grown!" she retorted. "Am I not white, not sheal—and well, perhaps not quite twenty-one, but not seventy." Never mind; if you think I'm a mime to the peace of Carthage, the menace will be removed after Commencement. Daddy is going out to the wild and free. But he is threatening to take me alone.
"Tossil burning, is supposed?" Though the professor filled the chair of physics in the college it was well known that his kohya was paleontology.
"It wouldn't be anything else. But he promises not to take me into the limbo." The two friends in Brewster, in the Thimayon, and I'm to visit with them.
"You'll have a good time, wherever you are, trust you for that," he averred. "All the same, we shall miss well we say Bert Cann will miss you."
"No," he agreed mildly, "nobody should be narrow. But I don't care so awfully much for Canry; for one of these eyes are too close together."
"And for other things I suppose you do, if your dresses too well, is too successful business, plays too good a game of golf and bridge. I'm afraid you are
"Hopeless, and rather proud of it," he inguaged, getting up to go. "Would you like to take a little spin this fine morning?"
"Too busy, thank you. I've a world of things to do before we close the house for the summer."
"All right," he acquiesced, "I'll vanish and let you get at it."
And with that he took his leave,
with the mystery of the black box's
disappearance as done it had been
drawn from his car at the Lawson door.
CHAPTER IV
During the four days which interrupted between the disappearance of her husband and the Commencement, Markham burrowed patiently—and alone. If the footprints under Landle with Mary were to be by Berry his companion, and accomplish, must
Nothing definitely helpful came of the so far as outward appearance went. Mr. Sullivan, the Greater Carthage scheme to the excursion of most other interests; also, he was gradually overcoming the obstacle of his financial situation; a stanstal increase of his deposits in the Carthage Savings Bank & Trust, or Madison Michigan senior was the president.
Wally dropped in upon his father at the bank for a word of counsel. The young man had inherited a comfortable competence from his grandfather, the bulk of which was invested in a local tool and implement factory, the kind which was threatened by one of the ramifications of Cahy's schemes.
"About that truet adjoinning the shops," Wally began. "I was told that Canby is trying to get an option on it. Do you know anything about it?"
"I hope he would. But Candy is pretty crazy in his deeds, and he knows how much we're going to need that piece of ground some day."
"Nothing definite. 'Gauthney-he's been over the handling of the arrest, or not. And nothing about it. I am reasonably sure he would give us a chance if anybody had a complaint.'"
"You needn't worry a bit about Canby, Wally. He's nothing but a noisy fife alarm—a so good many people else have done it, before they are through with him. As yet, nobody can put a finger upon anything he has done that you could call himself. I am not sure the same. I shalt be surprised any day if the bookkeeper comes in to tell me look, stock and both be checked out, lock, stock and both be checked happens, if it happens. I'm thinking we shall have seen the last of the man who says he's from New York."
Markham sought Llandis in his backyard workshop, and found the robbed inventor a prey to the most gloomy of inventors. And so his stolen invention might be put
"I'm a total loss, Vally," was the way he described his condition; "cant work—cann't even think light. And it's hard to stay in here." Carthage for the entire summer.
Markham laughed. "Which is another way of saying that the worst is to come, eb?" Then. "When did you see Betty?"
"Yesterday. She came to the house to tell the folks goodly. They are leaving for the West tomorrow, she and her father."
"Did she come out here to your shop?"
"Oh, she couldn't well do less than to include me in the goodbye."
"What am I yyr'd fah't about?"
"Shucks! I wasn't fit to talk about anything. She was not willing to me up. Wanted to know if I could take the summer off and go out to the wilderness with her and her father, Of course, she didn't mean it."
"Of course not," Markham agreed brutally. "As you say, she was merely trying to solit you up a bit. But what would be the back box? Any new developments?"
"Nothing; less than nothing. Fee been buying newspapers from all newspapers, news. Plenty of crime, of course, but hint to it at any mystery. But never."
"Good stunt, that--watching the papers. Keep it up."
"I shall. I suppose you haven't learned anything?"
"Nothing that you could give a name Markham wanded. Obviously, he had an ankle injury and the length to which he had got screwed scorched shoe. Neither could he make any mention of his suspicions of Canby, since Landis knew that Canby was Betty's resort on the night of the attack. Any way one chose to look at it.
(To be continued tomorrow)
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