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FRIDAY, MARCH 2, 1931
UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN. LAWRENCE. KANSAS
Official Student Paper of
THE UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS
LAWRENCE, KANSAS
University Daily Kansan
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MARGARET INCE
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FRIDAY, MARCH 3. 1932
Published in the afternoon, five times a week and on Sunday morning, by students in the Department of Journalism of the University of Iowa, the Faculty of the Department of Journalism.
REBUILDING THE CAIRN
conservation prices, $4.00 per year, payable in advance. Single copies, be each.
Enter as second-class matter September 17 1916, at the post office at Lawrence, Kansas.
Work on the Rock Chalk Cairn will begin Monday or Tuesday of next week, it was announced yesterday. The rebuilt structure will be almost exactly as it was before vandals destroyed it eight weeks ago, the committee in charge has announced. That is as it should be. The Cairn in its original form has become an integral part of the traditions of the University. To change it materially would be to destroy some of its symbolism. But if improvements are suggested that really will add to the beauty of the monument, they should be considered seriously.
Incorporating into the rebuilt Cairn a stone from old Snow Hall, as someone has suggested, would give to it more symbolic meaning, and some sort of a permanent foundation should be provided to prevent recurrence of vandalism.
FRATERNITIES MUST
EXPERIMENT
In the boom years of 1928-'29, the Greek organizations on the campus were riding high, wide, and handsome. There seemed to be no reasonable limits to the heights to which they could soar. Extensive building programs were outlined, and an elaborate ornamentation was the vogue. During the past few years the old dreams have been displaced by the cold, hard realities of economic handicaps.
The fraternities have found it necessary to adopt a retrenchment policy that is in line with the times. More efficient business management has been brought to use in the operation of the houses and many visionary schemes have been relegated to the background by the force of the depression. The students who live in the large organization houses are beginning to realize that the upkeep on their homes is a problem that cannot adequately be met if half of the rooms are unoccupied.
There is little doubt that the older and stronger organizations will weather the storm safely. However, the younger and less numerically strong fraternities will meet difficulties that will prove hard to overcome. In meeting these reorganization and retrenchment policies are in order. The pressure of economic forces will undoubtedly lead to further changes in the fraternity system, and the wiser and more progressive groups will act quickly. On other campuses such steps as the merging of groups, co-operative buying enterprises, and the sharing of houses are experiments being tried. Possibly within the next year, similar enterprises will be found necessary by Kansas Greeks.
TAU SIGMA
The biennial recital of Tau Sigma, honorary dancing sorcerer, will bring a touch of Terpsichore to a campus, which, despite the pseudo-sophistication of many of its soda-fountain loungers, usually seems to care little for the sort of thing which receive the favor of the Eust and the "smart" magazines.
In this recital is to be presented at least one dance, the movements
and music for which were composed by the students themselves. Unlike the orchestra and other groups whose members must have had training elsewhere before participation, this organization gets most of its members in the raw, so to speak, and must train them from embryo stages of the terpeshicorean art to products sufficiently finished for public performances without outside co-operation.
And may not the possibilities of the dance logically be considered of as much worth as those of the arts which appeal to the ears, mind, eyes, or other receptacles of man's cultural enjoyments? We crawled before we read a book. We bounced in our cubs before we song a song. Our ancestors danced when other forms of human expression were in the most vague to infancies. Why cannot the oldest of the arts be developed to as high and serious forms as are those of its younger brothers and sisters? Tau Sigma is making a serious effort in that direction.
And now that most of the rigors of Hell week have been endured, as have the most solemn and awful rites of initiation, neophytes who have been hitherto considered the scum of the earth by actives have at last come into their own. This is the time of year which belongs exclusively to them.
Who are these proud creatures with their noses in the clouds? Who are these young men and women who appear so knowing and so confident? Why, they are last year's crop of pledges who have fetched and carried all semester for mereless actives.
A few despondents still rom the Hill, however, with the longest of faces and the roundest of shoulders. These are the pledges who failed to pass their probationary period satisfactorily. Especially now do they wish they had studied just a little harder to make their grades, for they feel left behind in all the initiation glory. Even their former fellows will be ordering them around before long.
With Hell week over, house mothers are sighing with relief that none of their charges were murdered or maimed for life. They are now busy doctoring the colds the initiates have incurred by running around without coats, just to show off those gleaming new pins.
Campus Opinion
Editor Daily Kansan:
After reading the Campus Opinion appearing in the Wednesday issue of the Kansas signed WH, I, as a product of the soil, feel that statements made in the article cannot go unanswered.
W. h. Brands himself as one of the "city guys" by his discussion of the farmers' problems from the beginning to the end of his communication.
Brains or not, I must disagree by saying that with or without brains farming still requires brains notwithin
standing the fact that the farm is as well equipped with labor saving machinery as any other industry. W. H. forges that while the "city guy" is working hard he is only working eight hours a day, but when he him, rises in the morning and does an hour or two of work before he has his breakfast followed by 10 to 12 hours of work, which in most cases, takes brawn, and when that is over there he leaves behind about the time that the "city guy" is getting ready to go to the movies.
W. H. can call winter on the farm gentle leisure if he wishes, but did he ever shovel corn to a herd of hungry cattle when the mercury was shivering below zero? Did he ever pitch and throw the corn to those cattle in a blinding blizzard? Those things are there to do and Hiren has to do them.
W. H. is right, crops do grow themselves, but Hiram has to tell those crops. When conditions are adverse Hiram has weeds out of them. That everybody needs it out of them.
After those crops have grown themselves they have to be harvested. Did W. H. ever shock wheat all day when it was a hundred in the shade—and there was no shade? Did he ever pitch of hay? did he ever husk a load of wheat? did he ever throw up that they all take brawn as well as a good portion of intestinal fortitude.
Now about the editorial which appeared in the Kansas Monday night, which was the reason for the communion from W. H. The Kansan seemed to think that brains are not required to be true enough, a man can farm with machines until he brawn alone will never pay off the mortgage on the old homestead.
D. J.E.
Editor Daily Kansan:
Have you had influenza of the digestion? It is the new malady which has afflicted so many in the past two weeks. Since the writer has just got over a siege he could very easily have one in "Memoirs of Hell." Being down with some illness is one thing, but to have influenza of the digestion is quite another.
Have you ever eaten dinner in the hospital? To many, that will sound about as sensible as asking if you have been sick beforehand. But after all they do serve the something at mealtimes in the infirmary. It would be well for those contemplating entering the Wattles Memorial Plan on snuggling in a lunch basket.
Don't tell the little brunette nurse that I said so, but the meals are terrible. Someone had the crude humor of a woman bearing the word "Light." The women no doubt to guard against the patient eating the spoonful of potatoes, dab of salmon, and piece of dry bread as a meal and having the indigestion come back.
I shut my eyes to blot out the sight of the meager repast, and sure enough when I opened them it was gone. As she sat in the stove, I strange customs and customers about nurse thermometer me and announced, "You're growing weaker." The fact startled我 considerably; I watched her grow stronger after three days of starvation.
Finally a beardless youth wandered amlessly and by informed me that I might go home. Upon investigation I found the doctor it was with a weak body but not a broken one. I walked from the hospital one more into the street, a freeman—B.H.
On Other Hills
Garden City—(UP)—Ross C. Mun+dell, Lakin farmer, will be tried here in May on charges of robbing the Garden City National bank last Feb. 14. Bond was set at $3,000. but Mundell's relatives said they would not supply money to the bank and would be dangerous at large.
OFFICIAL UNIVERSITY BULLETIN
Vol. XXX
Friday March 3, 1973
Vols. 148-200
Notices dawn at Chancellor's office at 11 a.m. on regular afternoon publication days and 11:30 a.m. on Saturday for Sunday issues,
BAND:
Only those band members who were present at rehearsal or have a legitimate excuse will be permitted to play at the basketball game this evening.
The German club will meet Monday, March 6, at 4:15 in room 313 Fraser. The program will be a continuation of the games started at the last meeting.
RHADAMANTHI TRYOUTS:
Beginning tomorrow, and continuing until March 12, all students will turn in manuscripts of not less than 20 lines of poetry, should bring or send their work to 940 Tennessee. Manuscripts should be written under a fictitious name, accompanied by the author's real name and address.
PI LAMBDA THETA:
J. C. McCANLES, Director.
GERMAN CLUBS
Pl Liambla Theta will meet on Tuesday, March 7 at 4:30, in room 115 Fraser.
MARGARET E. ROBERTS, Secretary.
CHARLES DREHER, President
RHADAMANTHI:
Members will meet Sunday at 4 p.m. in the Green room of Fraser hall, and bring an original poem.
MAXINE LUTHER, President.
MAXINE LUTHER, President.
Applications from men and women students for scholarships to be held in 1933-34 will be received in room 310 Fraser hall on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, March 6, 8 and 10 from 11:30 to 12; on Tuesday and Thursday, March 7 and 9, from 10:30 to 11, or appointment may be made by telephone.
E. GALLOO, Chairman
SCHOLARSHIPS:
Wichita- (UP) - Federal Judge Richard Hopkins will hear 11 applications for citizenship at the March term of federal court here. Five of the applicants are former residents of Germany. Two are from England, Syria and Greece are each represented and two are from this country.
Great Bend.—(UP)—Kansas Elks will meet here in May before the probable to 16th in the first state convention here since 1916. Several hundred delegates are expected. John Steur, local vice president a vice president of the association.
Mulvane—(UF)—Captain G. A. Hare, headquarters company 137th Inventory of the Kansas National Guard, represents Kansas at the Infantry school in session at Fort Benning, Ga. Only one officer is selected from eachate. He has been a guard officer nine years.
Osage City,—(UP)—E. E. Hammond,
founder and publisher of the Osage
County Journal, has purchased the 62-
year-old Osage City Free Press and
will consolidate it with the Journal.
The Free Press was purchased from
H. C. Sticher, Topeka, and Clyde Knox,
Kansas City.
Mildred Curry, '32, is advertising manager of the Inter-City News, Kansas City, Mo.
The May Day Mystery BY Octavius Roy Cohen
Octavus Roy Cohen
Copyright by Octavus Roy Cohen.
CHAFTER IV, —Welchw appeal to
the Court. He requests that the
Palm Beach Tribune see Tinker
Bay law firm's file on the Carmine-
l Building house justice division. The Carmine
land's police chief takes charge of
the case.
CHAPTER 11—Larry determines to withhold Tony's permission to work with him. Tony persuades him to work in his band. She does not, vishing him in his room at a fraternity house. Max Verrières invites and goes to his room. Tony ends up in the dormitory, but the house almost immediately leaves the house almost immediate of excitement he is in a st
CHAPTER II.—Jarry, Witch. Ivy's appeal to the Witch was appealed to the Witch to explain what she knew about each other. Witch does not mind what each other Witch does, but what Witch tells him this is married to Thayer. Witch says that he is married to Thayer.
CHAPTER 1—Antoinette Peyton, a Frenchman, resumes Paterson Thayer's attention to Ivy Wash, seventeen years old. She and Marlard, results Paterson Thayer's ending with bitter recriminations, the same one another, another student, long Thayer's mother. With her Thayer and Vernon throusten on
CHAPTER V—The Marland bank is robbing the money of all victims with the money they earned and apparently badly wounded, Jim Lichtenberg, an obese, and good natured, comes to inquire about the bank president, far below the bank president, far below the car in which William driving
SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER VI: Thayer, Flinke tells Hauwee that she systematically robbing the Version of an ancient game, and Veron, apparently, has handed Hauwe to take charkes of the murder both the murder and robbery. Tony is under arrest as Thayer murder
CHAFTER VIIL—Halvay interrogates the prisoners of the day of the murder. Welch is vain in possession of the dagger. Thayer was alive when he left him. Thayer was killed by his leaping, enmity-inducing to be is living, seemingly endeavoring to kill him. He hires his firm conviction being that he was the resultant of incidents mere-earlier.
CHAPTER VIII.: At the scene of the explosion, Nora was the junior who found Tamarur's Thayer with whisky. He forbidden Thayer to divulge the prefix. After the exile, searched Version's room, finds there, a large fireball. Evidently, evidence the weapon with which Thayer confronted Nora.
CHAPTER IX.—To Reason the knife in his hand was a discovery that had been robbed him, and the latter attentions of the investigators convinced him that the Marshard detective convinced the Marshard detective to commit the slain vault and apprehend the suspect. The police verify that Vernon admits the knife in his hand. Veron admits the knife in his hand. Veron admits the knife in his hand. Veron admits the knife in his hand. Veron admits the knife in his hand. Veron admits the knife in his hand. Veron admits the knife in his hand. Veron admits the knife in his hand.
The afternoon dragged away. Larry worked over his class books, trying to rid himself of the effects of the experience and wondering what the future had in store for Tony, for him, and for Max Vernon. And in his hotel, Jim Haney serviced on the bed and deserved a detective story.
CHAPTER XII
CHAPTER X - Hanvey discover that diamond ring, given him by levy, had been stolen from the laborer she is in Thayer widow, but he lacked a Welch has not told the truth about the response that Thayer was alive before him, and that Welch did not kill him.
ing of May second a man answering Max Vernon's description—and there he met Mr. McGregor, who "entered the American National bank of Steel City and rented a box. He gave the name of William Vernon to his brother, into a little booth. Then he let the bank. The box is number two thirty-five, and unless I'm all wrong you'll find a lot of Brother Fisk's loss.
It was there that John Rengman found him. Jim put the book aside reluctantly.
"Gosh," he commented, "it's great—that story. Just as soon as I got interested in something like this, you have to come butting in. Is it [s]?
"No. You said not to. But I left word that one was to be allowed in there, even with a written order. And the guy's fixed good and tight. And so."
"Good work, John. You didn't look in the box?"
The telephone buzzed and Hanvey answered.
"this is the warden at the jail" an "noun the voice on the other end" "Mite Peyton and Mr. Welch are down to want to see you as soon as possible"
CHAPTER XI -Max Verson. ex-mits reenlistment at Thayer on his discovery of the suture's swallowing him up and has resen
"Welch and Miss Pettion are on their way over, John. Stick around if you want. I have a bunch we're going to hear some interesting done."
"Send 'em over to the hotel, will you?" Then he turned away from the telephone and grinned boyishly at his friend.
"Larry and I have been taking pretty seriously, Mr. Hanvey. We've decided that you're playing square and triangles, so we all share whole truth—so far as we know it."
Jim's big face beamed, "That's fine,
Miss Poyton. But I want to ask one
thing before we start: Am I going
to take the whole truth or only part
of it?"
"The whole thing."
"Great! Suppose you begin."
"I was a fool, I suppose," broke in Larry. "But I knew I was broken and thought you'd never be able to convict me. So I wasn't very much of a hero, after all. And I was a trifle frightened."
"It's a nity your boy friend didn't get the same hunch. We'd maybe have let him out earlier."
"By what?"
"By the thing you've know all the time; that Pat Thayer was dead when I went to his room. Knowing that Miss Peyton had been there and that she was desperate—and seeing Thayer suppose it, and seeing Thayer suppose I had said Thayer was dead when I was there and you had believed me? And then supposed it.
turned out that Patton had never visited the room? Can't you see that it would have checked it back to Miss Peyton beyond any argument?
"Yeh... . . . That's right, sure enough. I'm mighty much obliged. Son, for clearing all those things up in my life, I must unpack you tell me about that visit?"
"There isn't much to tell. I was rather appalled by the depth of lvy's infauration for Thayer. I was in a peculiar position, in that I butprompted her to walk me about one about her marriage to Thayer. I implied that by that time—two o'clock
lighthearted than that. So two o'clock
she had had plenty of chance to see
Pat and I felt. It was up to me, as
Fry's brother, to warn him off."
"What did you have in mind when you went to Thayer's room?"
The young man hastitated. "I'm trying to be honest, Mr. Hanvey, and the furthest way to answer that question is to say I don't know. But it's only because it makes you to make it might clear to Thayer that he'd better keep away from lvx."
I will touch him.
"Good, G—d! No!"
"I see. . . . And when you got there?"
"He was dead. I got rather sick, just looking at the body."
"How long were you in the room?" "I don't know. Maybe two minutes, maybe ten. I can't remember." didn't you report diving the body?"
"Because I thought of Miss Petton."
Harvey nodded approval. "Pretty sure we are just one or two more questions. First of all, did you touch the knife?"
"You don't think Miss Peyton killed him, do you?"
Larry's face expressed surprise. "What knife?"
"I didn't see any knife."
"The knife Thayer had been killed with."
"I see . . ,." Jim extracted a black sheet of paper from the end it from and digitized the word with a brief印 of apology to Tony. Then he wrapped a ring off Thouer's finger, didn't she?
Again that startled light flashed in Larry's blue eyes.
"I told you I didn't touch the body at all."
"Aw, come now, Son. You promised to tell me the whole truth, and it was so much fun." You say she You and the body of the man your sister is crazy about. He's been killed. On his finger is a diamond ring that has been cut out, so it's easy. It means mixing her up in a pretty mazy affair. So you take the ring off Thieye's finger and keep quiet when he gets hurt.
"No," said Larry firmly, "it wasn't.
I never noticed Thayer's fingers at all.
I can't say what I would have done
if I hadn't seen it. I didn't see
it, and that's the truth."
"Well--" Hanvey heaved a vast sigh. "Somebody did—because it's gone."
"I didn't touch it," repeated Larry.
"I hone you believe me."
"I reckon I do. And I'm much obliged for coming here. Though can't say it has cleared things up a whole lot."
They chatted for a few minutes longer and Larry and the girl left. Reagan closed the door behind them and faced his ponderous companion.
"You believe Thayer was dead when Welch got to the room. Hanvey?"
"Gee! I'd sure hate to think anything like that about such a swell kid as her."
"Looks pretty straight to me."
"Did Welch take his sister's ring off Thayer's finger?"
"Now you're got me stumped. I'm durned if I know."
"My thinks isn't worth nothing,
John, What do you think?"
"Oh, h-! I. We've got Vernon n hundred different ways. It's as clear—"
"As mud."
"Why should I admit that, John?" asked Hanvey mildly.
"He did not. The man who coped that ring was Max Vernon. And why? Because he was crugy about Ivy Welch and knew her ring. Gosh! you can like you must be ready to admit own that Max Vernon killed Thayer."
"Well, suppose you tell me just one thing that isn't clear?" Reason is quite positive in his manner. Hancock climbs through a cloud of rancid smoke.
"The first thing I can't straighten out in my mind, John, as the knife that we found in Vernon's room; the sore sure Thayer was stabbed with."
"Think so, John? You ain't such a bum searcher as all that, are you?"
"What about it?" Reagan's cheeks were red. "I overlooked it on my first search, that's all."
"Any man can miss something. I overlooked that knife, that's all. And knowing it is his and finding it in his closet, is enough to convict him.
"No," argued Hanvey gently. "It's enough to acquit him, John."
"What the—"
"Now listen, Brother, and don't get all lit up. According to your own metty theory, Merv Van Ronen carried that knife when he was held up him during a row. Then he carried it back to his room and had senso enough to polish the fingerprints off of his skin. He wasn't a print on it. He then changed his blood-stained clothes. And then, by golly, you ask me to believe that a knife was out and outgored the knife! Holy suffering muckeef尔! John—that just isn't reasonable. It don't click. Yeah, it's reasonable. It doesn't click. You would worry you, too, if you'd get off that one-track mailroad you're riding. The knife is Max Vernon's only weapon for that I can't be killed Thayer."
"Then—then you think that knife was planted in Max Vernon's room?"
Reagan was pop-yed as the idea slowly percoped.
Jim regarded the end of his cigar speculatively. "I sort of have a bunch that way, John. Think it over." He turned to the door and wadded to the door. "Let's ride over to the college, if you don't mind. I want to see a lot of folks."
"I well, I don't talked with those two kids who saw everything from the porch—Parmura and Glesenon, alas," he said. "We both were dean again, and maybe the president of that faeturity. And most of all I'd have a few words with Ivy Welch."
(To be continued Sundav)
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Was it Max? Was it Tony? Was it Larry?
Or was it someone else?
Many are suspected but only one is guilty. Whom do you suspect? To help you prove that you are right, the Kansan will record your guess, and publish the names of those who guess correctly. Guesses will be received up to noon Tuesday, March 7. The last installment will be published that afternoon, along with the names of the winners.
Just use the coupon below for your guess. Or use any convenient slip of paper if you prefer, and add your reasons if you desire.
Story Editor.
Daily Kansan:
I suspect ___ committed the murder of Pat Thayer in your serial story, "The May Day Mystery."
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