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THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 16, 1933
A WISE MOVE
By its refusal to make a legislative football of the funds for the state schools, the Kansas state legislature has acted in a progressive spirit. At a time like this legislatures are subjected to enormous pressure from their constituencies all centering on one idea—the reduction of state expenditures. There is no doubt that there is a need for such a reduction. But when the higher educational institutions are singled out to bear the brunt of the proposed curtailments, there arise reasonable doubts about the wisdom of such a proceeding. Especially when the legislature proposes to grapple with the problems of education is this true.
The Board of Regents and the administrations of the various state institutions are undoubtedly the agencies most capable of dealing intelligently with their individual problems of education. In public statements and administrative action both of these bodies have disclosed a grasp of the current situation and have advocated reasonable economies. With such an expression of views the legislature should have rested easily. It is unfair to the citizen, and also to the youth of the state, to curtail educational progress. Higher educational institutions have already given more than a fair return to the state and to handicap their operations unnecessarily now would be short-sighted in the extreme.
A few cautious students, upon hearing that the R.O.T.C. unit plans to fire at moving targets in a corrective drill, have been taking a longer way home, to stay as far as possible away from Fowler Shops.
JOKING ASIDE
Four months of careful work in photography of fall semester events for the 1933 Jayhawker is missing. It is thought they have been taken merely for the sake of playing a prank on the editors. If this is the correct explanation, the childish joke has gone a little too far.
The dynamiting of Rock Chalk cairm might be called a prunk also, for the two destructive deeds were done without any other apparent motive. The theft of a package of prints is a serious loss to the Jayhawker, but to no one else would the pictures be valuable.
Records of past events, some of which cannot be replaced, are gone; painstaking work has gone for nothing, unless the photographs can be found.
The University has enough faith in its students to believe that if the theft was committed merely for a joke, the pranksters will be honorable enough to return the prints now that they realize the seriousness of the affair. The editors have arranged that they may be left in the Memorial Union without fear of identification. It is time for the loke to end.
When are the profs going to quit wasting time explaining to their classes how to avoid wasting time?
THE STORM IN THE EAST
Once again far-eastern affairs spring into the spotlight of the world's news as another crisis between Japan and the League of Nations approaches. This time, apparently, the dispute has passed the point of being smoothed over. Some definite action must result.
The League, influenced by Great Britain's interests in the Orient, is standing firm on her position that Japan must change her policies. The authorities at Tokio, reinforced in their stand by the recent statement of the Emperor, refuse to yield in any particular. The American far-eastern policy, an outside but decidedly influential factor in the dispute, remains unchanged.
What will happen no one knows. If Japan's threat to withdraw from the League and seek her destiny without its aid, and counter to its purposes, is merely a bluff, it is inevitable that it will be called. In such a case, the League will at once gain the upper hand, and have a tremendous advantage in future difficulties of the same kind. If the Japanese are not bluffing, however, and the real power of the League is at once put to an acid test, the consequences are apt to be much greater than is commonly suspected.
The Kansan points with mingled pride and consternation to the typographical error in yesterday's column which spoke of the ten thousand boxes of pancake "flower" turned out by a machine in an eight-hour shift. All we can say is, it just goes to show what a machine can do when it really settles down to business and takes its self serious!
A FEATHER IN HIS CAP
Another handsome feather was stuck into Glenn Cunningham's already heavily plumed cap when the New York Athletic club last Monday awarded him the Wana-maker trophy.
The Wannamaker award is one of the most highly desired prizes given to athletes. It is presented to the contestant in the Milrose games who achieves the greatest performance. By beating Gene Venake, present record holder in the mile run, Cunningham proved his right to be rated among the best milers in the world.
It was a remarkable achievement. It was the result of faithful training, and the runner deserves all the praise he will get. And when Cunningham he will the Wanamaker award he not only placed a feather in his own cap—he also added a choice tailfeather to the Kansas Jayhawker.
QUIPS from other QUILLS
At McGill University (Montreal) the students are worried about whether a longer kis is conducive of more bliss than a short one. One boy, in proving that it was stated that maximum satisfaction was derived when contact held over time, said that if you and a long one goes, its just a matter of time till the short one-minute wouldn't be enough—so they tell me, so they tell me —J. in Chicago Daily Monarch.
“. . . Herbert Hoover was included,
not because of his record as President
but because of his services as war-time
food administrator and Secretary of
Commerce”—New York Times. Half
of Hoover’s work was done from the frying pan to the fire. Make it an “a” instead of an “o”. And we’ll forget all about it—D.S. in Daily Tar Heel.
The editor of The Gassette will celebrate the arrival of some Lucky Strike and Chesterfield ads by having his wife buy some T-bone stocks for the Sun-Times, which would each such an advertisement would have warned a celebration — Augusta Gazette.
"There is danger in using that slagon,
{Buy American}, these days. Some country with a little money left might misinterpret it for 'Buy America' and go ahead and do it. — Texas State Lose-O."
Walleye girls have decided not to speak to one another when meeting on the campus because greeting the same persons several times a day is tiring. Yet how their mouths will wag over the icecups—Oregon State Barometer.
After all three matches on Washington, citizens are reported planning a march on Lincoln, Neb. What about Madison and Monroe, Wis., Jackson, Taft, Calif., and Cleveland, O.T. Texas State Lose-O.
Right off we want to say we think going to bed is a plenty sissy way of cursing a cold.
Even at that we've been wondering if England couldn't get us off that cold standard, too—EJ. in Oklahoma Daily.
Today was Mrs. Archie Highball's birthday. Archie bought her a snow shovel for a present. The Highball residence is located on three streets so Archie got the best shovel obtainable—Augusta Gazette.
Bartiering has reached the college campus, it is reported. But it's old stuff to some coeds, who have been attempt-mentalized by a lack of experience for many years. -Hutchinson News.
A new electrical device, when thrust into a fruit, causes the latter to give off a distinguishing sound. Probably a banana gives forth a peel, and a raspberry sounds like a bird—Texas State Lass-O.
--makes him understand that Pat Thayer is unacquainted. Suppose he gets the idea that Thayer has been cheating him at cards?
"I't fun to be fooled but it' more fun to know," said a student at St Thomas college, as he staggered out of the building room. W-D in Marquette Tribune.
OFFICIAL UNIVERSITY BULLETIN
Vol. XXX   Thursday, Feb. 16, 1933    No. 103
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The Men's Glee club will meet in Marvin hall on Friday at 4:30 p.m., instead of at the university auditorium. WILLIAM PILCHER, Director.
MEN'S GLEE CLUB:
The May Day Mystery
Copyright by Octavus Roy Cohen.
Octavus Roy Cohen
SYNOPSIS
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CHAPTER I—Antonette Peyton,
1967. A graduate of Marlind, response to Thomas' attention to Ivy Welch, seventeen-year-old, with bitter interruptions, ending with bitter recriminations, non, another student, long Taucher's life, another date with him, Taucher and Vernon a date with him, Taucher and Vernon
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CHAPTER 11.—Harry determines to see Thayer and end his association with the woman he has been supposed to her until she has been exposed to her husband's room at a fraternity house. Max Verlaine arrives and goes to his room. Tony ends up leaving the room, but Toni leaves the house almost immediately afterwards, visibly in a state of sadness. Tom finally feels较好, apparently clothing to be appropriate.
CHAUPTER H.—LIEFFT Welch, 1879
begins her practice of law and is
appointed by the new Governor to end
the probation period of a man who
each other. Which does not see what
his life tells him to be married to Thayer,
who tells him he is married to Tanner.
CHAPTER IV, 1W—Website appeal to Chief Jake Mullen to rescind his defenses. He requested that Tearman refine his claims against the family for first house jointly, fnda Thayer's lands police chief, takes charge of the
CHAPTER W—The Marlard bank is robbed of $100,000, the robber escaped and apparently badly wounded, Jim. He was taken to the dentist, cheese, and good naturech, comes to investigate the robber, Hankapalek Pike. Jim's dog, Mey Veron, was driving the car when Ms. Veron was driving the car.
CHAPTER VI
"It happened at the college-Mirr and university-lost before this bank was opened," said Vernon. Vernon was prevented for the killing the minute he returned to the campus.
Harvey scratched his head. "I'm up in the air, Mr Flake. You're not in my line of business, you know anything about any murder, who got bumped off, and what man did that?"
"Mm-hun! They are sure a h=1 on make'n arrests. Guess they feel've got to keep in practice, Whose murder was Vernon arrested for?"
"I see . . . Who arrested him?"
"The local police."
"A man named Thayer—Paterson Thayer. They call him Pat."
"Yes. I guess you'd call him that.
He came to Marland two years ago and entered the junior class. He graduated from UCLA. Ugly runners followed him here. They said he had been invited to leave the two northern colleges which he had attended, was a picturecreature figure, had humiliated himself—nothing collegiate about him."
"Mum! Nasty business. Thayer must have been an awful careless young man."
"And his connection with Vernon?" "That's what worries me. They have been locked up to Thayer, and I think Thayer had a supreme contempt for Vernon. But that didn't prevent the older man from bleeding Max."
"About twenty-three or four."
"How old?"
"Wards, I believe. And If any evidence is to be given the rumors which followed Thayer to Maryland, he was quite expert in manipulating them. In the past two years, Hanvey, about forty thousand dollars' worth of money given by Vernon in favor of Pat Thayer have passed through this bank."
"It doesn't look good for the boy,
Harvey. Thyer gets all his money
overboard," she said. Then Thuer stems the one thing left to Vernon—his girl. Of course we can smile, but I fancy that even to a
boy. You'll need someone else's ladya's affections could cut pretty deeply. But well go a step further;
you're going to be furious, but also open his eyes. It
"I think so. He must have had a rather hypnotic manner because every player we have played their two hundred game wasn't entirely straight, I found I stirred up a homeowner's nest. He hitterly resented any new rule, and he said that the five thousand dollars Vernon owed when he came to me was replayed." Then Treyor to cover a garnishment "died."
"No-o. You see, no one but myself knows how deeply involved Max Verse was arrested largely on circumstantial evidence, and because it developed that they had bad a bitter quarrel on the campus less than an hour after he left."
Harvey was silent for a moment. "Interesting chap, this Thayer. Regular college hear, eh?"
"The idea seems to be that Thayer stole Vernon's girl."
"And It was because of this that Vernon has been arrested for Thayer's murder?"
"Taking all that for granted," then "went on the tanker, obviously pleased by Jim's approval, 'we can undo this'," she continued. "I could go crazy. The worm having its inevitable turn. We do know positively that shortly after our campus quarred Vernon went to the traternity and the worms had lived and made no secret of the fact that he was bitterly angry with Thayer. A little later Vernon left the place in his car and still later Thayer's head was on the tanker. He had been sathed in the throat."
Fiske paused for a moment and Hanvey looked up intersely,
"Durned if you isn't clever, Mr. Fike. Lennie hear some more."
"And even, without knowing what you knew about the money situation, they spotted Vernon as the man, eh?"
"Yes if they heard about this . . . I’m worried about the kid, Hanvey, Maybe he killed Thayer and maybe he shot himself. The result of a quarrel and a fight, the toy needs help. We have the loss of what must have appeared to him as an inexhaustible fortune; his desperation over dimes; the five thousand dollars he lost; and we have a staggeringly strong reason why he must have been mixed up in the robbery of this bank. I am afraid Vernon did one or the other, and frankly, Hanvey, I do not believe with the robber than the murder."
The detective lighted another cigar.
There was a silence for a few minutes
and he took his place. Seward placed a card on Handlough
Seward's desk. Flies glanced at it and
buzzed the air.
"Who is John Reagan?" asked Jim.
"Chief of the Marina and detective force. If you'd rather not have him in come."
"Golly! He's the one man I'd like to talk to."
two minutes later Regan shouted into the room; trim and efficient. He paid no attention to the banker, but asked why he was shaking his hands. "I want to shake hands with you, Hanvey," he said heartily. "All my life I've wanted to make a real defense."
Harvey grinned like a kid. "Whatcha doing, Reagan—taking me for a biggy ride?"
"I mean it." The local chief turned on Fiske. "Do you know who this feller is, Mr. Fiske?" He's the cops' delight. He never makes a mistake—"
"Say, wait a minute. Renegan.
Please I missed more easy ones,
then I'm ready.
I have. But my people don't advertise
the failures so awful prominent."
"Hooey!" said Reagan with hearty admiration. "And the minute I heard his lies down I followed you here. I waned to do me a favor—a big one?"
"Take charge of two cases here: the robbery of this bank and the murder over at the college."
"Yeh. . . ?"
"Man! I never fool around with
MVE14
"Man! I Never Fool Around With Killings. They're Too Dog-Goned Messy."
killings. They're too dog-goned messy."
"You're handling this bank thing,
tin't you?"
"Then you'll have to take on the other."
"Because," announced Ragan er隋,
"they're tied up tight together. I don't know how they were done, but I've got the baby who did 'em both! We were gone. They were killed Thuer and then came over here and capped the milt pay roll."
"Why?"
Randolph Flake looked pleadingly at Hanvey, and the Gargantuan detective slowly extended his hand to Rangan.
"Vernon, Maxwell Vernon."
"Done with you," said Jim. "If you really want me, I'll take charge. But if I do, things are to be handled my way."
"Oh, boy!" Reagan was enthusiastic. "Take my word for it, Harvine—you're the boss. I won't do nothing but hang around and listen."
Reagan, if you don't mind."
"Wrong," grinned Jim. "You're go nal talk—and you'll start right now."
The banker nodded and Reagan proceeded.
"Well, that hate the case, I say that I wouldn't like to be in this kid's shoes. I guess you want to know at the doree I got on Vernon, don't
Randolph Flake started to interrupt. "I told Haney-"
A big, fleshy paw was raised in ad montion.
"I'd rather hear this direct from
"First, the robber was using Mix Vernon's car and it's a ten to one net that Vernon was driving it. Second, after the robber occurred Vernon drove right through Birmingham and I've heard of it. You just come back from there."
"How far is Steel City?"
"Eighty miles from Birmingham, a hummed miles from near me. He carried the package on his back, and now one on a trade in basis. Next morning they closed the deal and Veron turned in his old car on a new lease. The smoked snackers—in cash. Now the funny part, Harvey, is that from all I can gather Veron has been broke."
"What makes you think that?"
Hanvey nodded. "Sounds queer,
Reagan, And then what?"
"Floor rug, eh? What does that mean?"
"I Henry," Rojas's face was beaming with perplexed pride, "i dis covered that when Vernon traded in a house where something missing, the floor rug."
"If it was the boy's car."
"Yes, it was rather painful, too." "I'll it it was. Now, then, it's nuttier than it was," she said. The patoloa was bleeding pretty free and easy when he piled into the back of her.
"It means this! I'm sure Mr. Flake, here, has told you all about the robbery and now Mr. Hurke and the stick up guy shot shothed each other. The feller must have been bit pretty hard because there was blood on the floor and he was holding up the blood to the between the front door and the curb. 'Mim that so, Mr. Flake?'
Hanvey blinked. "You ain't no body's damfoot. John Rengan."
"We'll take that for granted. Anyway, he was bleeding. That blood was red and he was rug, because we had to remember just a man who has just robbed a bank wouldn't be fool enough to sit on the floor if he was rugged, because he was curled up on the floor. Now then, I just naturally believe it would have been common sense for Vernon and his brother to wear blood-stained rug, because it would have looked pretty queer if they have looked pretty queer if they
"Thanks. Now, there's one more up. I looked at the car Vernon traded in, and Jim—there was blood right by the sills, just where it would be. He had to run the floor rug before the rug was thrown away. Get what that means? It proves that there was a floor rug there originally."
"Sure does, John."
"Then," interrogated Randolph Fiske hopefully, "you're positive, Mr. Reagan, that Max Vernon was mixed up in the robbery of this bank?"
"The case against him looks about two hundred proof, Mr. Fiske."
"Why?"
"I'm glad," said the banker simply. Reagan was surprised, "Glad?" "Yes."
"Because if Veron helped rob this bank, then he couldn't have killed Paterson Thayer. Good G —! I remember it!" he said of his child; this boy; he does look like a person who could murder a man and go straight from that crime to the robbery of a bank, and then calmly release his own body as a idea of learning his regular life?"
"He does not," answered Reagan promptly. "But Jim Hanley will tell you what I'm saying is true, Mr. Fisker; You can't tell from a feller's book just what hell do he if he gets plenty desperate. 'Am tthis so, Jim?'
and they call her Tong—who, from all I can find out, is one regular fighter. This Peyton Kid comes walking down the street, and he is taller than Vernon did. And she turns in at a similar fraternity house. That give the two kids a lot because they explained to me that it's against all mankind to take over a fraternity house without a chaperone.
"You see!" said Iregan triumphant. He produced a little notebook from his pocket and consulted its pages. "Here's as near as I can go to the happenings of day before yesday—May first."
"Shortly before noon Pat Thayer and Max Vernon meet on the campus Thayer is walking with Vernor's girl. They have a row—bobs of the students from class 10 come in from classes and start wasting time on the porch of the—the-h-11 I don't know how you pronounce it, but it's spelled P-S-I."
-"The Psi Tau Thewa fraternity house. That's a sort of college secret society like the Masons or Elks, or something like that. These are a lot harder to get at than at that. There's a long tail bird with a sad face and a big mouth and loss of sense. His name is Farnum. The other guy is his buddy; slimy little cat with sharp teeth them when things were still bat and they gave me a fastful of real done.
"About half-mart twelve, Iat Thayer strolls down the hill from the college and enters this house. The guess is that cause nobody saw him anywhere else in the building. A few minutes later Max Vernon drives down the street in front of his house and looks in looksee as a couple goals, Forum and Gleason, trying to be pleasant and chatty, call out to him that suggests he wants to sit in his room. And then the shock of their lives because Vernon swings on them and says he don't give two hosts in h—where he's sitting —leaving my kids kids google-eyed.
"Then, before they get over this shock, something else happens. There's a girl in school—Antoinette Peyton.
"But that n't all, either. Jim; because it seems that this Miss Pigton rambles up on the porch and asks her to get out of his room and offer to叫 him. She says not to bother, she'll go right up. That knocks 'em for a goal, and they sit back gacing like a couple fish while she calmly starts a big game. The resulting question is Thayer. You call it all straight, Jim?"
"Believe so, I mean. You sure have found out a heap."
"I won't." promised Hanvey.
"Gostil!" murmured Jim, "they must have thought he was a popular guy. Who was this new feller?"
"Yeh- and there's a heap more. About a quarter past one Miss Peyton. About a quarter past two She pods to the two kids, but don't stop for any conversation. At at about a quarter before two o'clock Max Verlon comes buiting downstairs and there is such an affection as a hello. He has on a different suit of clothes and there is a bundle under his arm. He beats it out and he goes into the yard, he yawns this bundle in the yard, he goes down the hill at about forty, turning in the general direction of this bank. Later I'll tell you some details that bundle he did. Don't forget it."
"Fifteen minutes later Forman and Glenn find out there's still no immune to shocks when another guy comes down the hill to the fraternity house and impresses for Pat Thayer." "Gasth!" mirrured Jim, "they must
"A progres
"A what?"
"A professor. And a whale of a fine feller, too. He only graduated last June and knew that he was the best man in the world," his name is Welch-Larry Welch—and, while I hate to land it on him, he's got a pretty剥起-up with Thayer."
"In the first place, this Miss Perton who had just been to Thirteen's room is supposed to be Wolch's girl. Everybody knows that she is about each other. In the second place, Welch is the brother of the girl that Pat Thuray and Max Vernon are."
Hanvey gave not the slightest indication of interest in Reagan's story—but both the detective and the bank assured that he was missing nothing.
"Who called you?"
"Larry Welch remained opa-tates only a few minutes," continued Reina, as she saw he looked kind of worked up and worked up again. came out and he beasted back up the bill to the college. or five ten mines and he put on boots on the porch hear all he—bust loose inside. Yelling and screaming and all, and they hear a fellow com-posed on the porch hear all he—bust loose inside. Out on the porch comes the fainter—a wap named Carminicu. Hirs durn near cuckoo, but he seems to have seen Saw Thayer door party open and could see Thayer's light. Thought Thayer was most probably drunk—or maybe sick. Went in to straighten Thayer and—and discovered that he was dead."
"Nigh-ah not 'Things' body. Carrier has that and they want to ship it o his home tomorrow. His sister is are to take charge."
"Either Farnum or Gleason, I don't know which."
"And you think that Max Vernon killed him?"
"I almost think he did."
"But a minute ago you said—"
"That's the rotten part of this case, Hanwei. I've got too much doop against so many folks. I could contend with that if it wasn't for two other people."
"Miss Peyton and Larry Welch Thayer's other visitors."
"I see. . . ." Huwey was absorbed in his toothpick. "Where are they, John?"
Reagan looked up brightly."
Regina looked up brigantly.
"They're under arrest, too," he announced pridefully.
(To be continued tomorrow)
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