. PAGE TWO 10 UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 15. 1931 University Daily Kansan Official Student Paper of THE UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS - LAWRENCE, KANSAS EDITOR-IN-CHEF PHIL KEELER MANAGING EDITOR JOE KNACK ADVERTISING MANAGER ROBERT REILD **special guest** Margaret Ince ... Donnahy Hannicken Alice Gil ... Robert Kurt Donald Evans ... Robert Whitman Lillabella Stahl ... Pardone欧 Kansas Board Members Phil Kreiter Joe Knash Robert Reed Fidel Flinting Robert Whiteman Melinda Carr Mike McLean Mary McLean Lily Harman Laurie Linder John Martin Telephones Business Office K.U. 64 News Room K.U. 27 Night Connection, Business Office 1701K Published in the afternoon, five times a week, and on Sunday morning, for students in the Department of History and Archaeology, Press of the Department of Information. Subscriptions价 for $19.00 per year. Mail enclosed. $5.00 each. Entranced as second-class master September 17 at the office at Lawcaster, Kansas, until April 30. TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 15, 1931 REGISTRATION DAY Eight hundred and sixten students, new and old, clamoring at the registra's office! Hard-hearted line guard: "You can't get through here without a card. Everyone of the 816 ahead of you in line, and you still 'cant get through here without a card.' Heartbreaks in the registra's office; transcripts that don't carry the qualifications. Disillusionned freshmen quitting with bevy feet. The line grows longer, your legs more tired. 'Hey you, there! Get back in line where you belong!" Clatter of feet on the stairs; lucky ones who got here early. Sweet female voices: And dearie, you should have seen his hair! Was it off? "And then I said to him, S. not that kind of a girl." The first table at hat. Long cards, yards of cards, to confuse the freshman. "Your classification?" Oh you've a freshman, aren't you? Puzzled voices: Now how did she know that?! It just a gift. No vacuous chairs at the table. Someone gets up and three dive for his seat at once. Ink bottles and serachy pens. "A person would think they'd furnish fountain pens!" That must have been a freshman; Pink cards, and yellow cards, and red cards. A card from the Chancellor. "Do you intend to drive a car while here?" Thanks for the compliment, Mr. Lindley! Are you married? No, thank God. Number in family? Say, what is this anyway? Cards all filled out now. Name written at least 100 times. Card for the registrar, card for the office, card for the churches, card for the Y.M.C.A. Left out only the department of buildings and grounds. Sweet girl friend hauires: "What do we do with these things now?" Disgusted companion: "Put 'em in your memory book," girlfriend. The first table, and another long line. Mey, my feet two! "Your card's O.K. next table, please!" Two men with a stamp. Wouldn't it be hard to have them stand straight before you thought. Howay, the last table Freshman gets on his check book. "How much?" He got the habit. "Here you are, and we hope you enjoy your Kansan." "My gos, was that what I bought? I thought it was something compulsory." No, this isn't a "collyum." Merely a brainstorm from one who just finished facing the ordinal. That fellow who said "give me liberty or give me death" didn't have the W.C.T.U. and the Anti-Salon League to take into consideration. MY FRIEND, THE SOLDIER The R.O.T.C. is a subject for much controversy every time it is mentioned at the University. From past experiences it seems that on each occasion this organization is considered in editorial columns, there is always one of two reactions: if the boys in blue are praised, they complain that the praise is too brief; if they are assaulted from a literary standpoint, a bitter war rages; verbally, however, thanks to the broad dress of some of the participant. Should the R.O.T.C. be considered seriously? This question comes to the front frequently. And according to a consensus of opinion, the answer is! With all the recent clamor for world peace and the reducing of the number of men in the military department, why should the R.O.T.C. be considered seriously from a military stand-point? Yes, this group does have its good points. For example, one can substitute it for a course in gymnastics. Here it might be called the lesser of two evals. Also, a student is supplied with a suit that he may show off to the campus once or twice a week. But other than that, the R.O.C.T. of little value. We refuse to be serious with this organization any longer. Its place in society ranks with that of the Boy Scouts and the Y.M.C.A. Prohibition was established in this country, it is said, to take the issue out of politics. Please, is there anybody can fish the politician out of the liquefy? A WORD ABOUT EXTRAS . . . There are plenty of things to go to here at the University, and plenty of things to do, but it takes money for either of them. You new students, and old ones too, can cut down that expense a lot by taking advantage of some of the fire-sale bargains the University is offering this year. There's the enterprise ticket. True, it costs $4.50, but think of the things you get for it. Lectures, concert numbers, plays, debates, entertainment of every kind. If you don't like tolman terns or long haired violinists, go to the plays and debates, and still save money. The athletic ticket is certainly worth your while if you intend to attend any of the games this year. Of course if you are inclined to save costs by crushing the gate you won't need this, otherwise it's cheaper than accident insurance, and a darned sight more reasonable than single admissions. Then again you'll be asked to subscribe to the Union Building fund. If you expect to use the advantages which the Union Building has to offer, take it, you'll never regret it. On the other hand it's money wasted if you never intend to visit it. There are lots of others—the Jaya-hawker, the health fee (which is compulsory), the Kansan (which many think is), and goes more. The main thing is: the University is trying to save you money on all these things if you'll only get them when you pay your fees. If you think they'll be useful—snap them up. If not you don't have to take them. OKLAHOMA'S "BAD BOY" There's one thing about "Alfaffa Bill" Murray; at least he says what he thinks; or if he doesn't it sounds very much as if he did. Bill doesn't hesitate to call a pair of suspenders galluces, and if it so happens that he wishes to call any public official by some insulting name he gives his stogie an extra hard puff and goes and does it, incidentally getting his name in the papers. But now it's being rumored that he'll be running for president soon if he can get anyone to nominate him. Don't see what's going to take a lot too far. Bill? Governor Murray has made a picturequeen and romantic figure in the executive chair of the state of Oklahoma, but its entirely prosaic that picture would turn into an over-drawn cartoon once he took over the reins of the United States. It's all right to call out the militia to close down油 fields, but wouldn't it look rather silly to have the army and navy tearing out to Kansas to compel the farmers to stop raiding wheat? And of course it was a lot of fun reading about Alfalfa Bill and his toll bridge, but if he went down to the Panama Canal and tried that with England things might get well. We'll wager that within two weeks of his inauguration he'd have the Senate and the House so sore at each other they wouldn't even pass an appropriation bill. So what do you say, Bill? You're having a good time down in Oklahoma with your oil wells and bridges so why not lay off that presidency for a little while longer? TO THE WOMEN; GOD BLESS 'EM Trust the women to start something First short skirts, then long skirts, and now the Empress Eugenie hats. More husbands have gone "nets", more style conventions have gone haywire, and more "oolymu" writers have committed suicide since the inception of the "Eugenie Idea," than Solomon had wives. They're cut these, these new bonuses. You push them over till they rest on your right ear, stick a feather from a worn out duster on the side, and OFFICIAL UNIVERSITY BULLETIN Vol. XXII Monday, Sep 17, 1921 No. 4 CORBIN HALL TEA: There will be an "At Home" tea for University women at Corbin hall on Sunday, Sept. 20, from 3:30 to 5 p.m. Used books may be bought at the W.S.G.A. book cache in room 5 ruh-huh-dear of the Memorial Union building; on Thursday, Friday and Saturday from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m. BOOK EXCHANGE; FRANCES GOINS, Social Secretary. there you are" Or as Chic Sales would say, "where are you?" They have a raisin slant that hobbles the right eye and leaves the left entirely naked. Many women are undecided as to whether or not the left ear should be concealed or left out in the open to shift for itself. The consensus of opinion at present seems to be that a sort of happy medium should be observed; it is not necessary to have general location of that organ of hearing but pique the curiosity by keeping its freshly manifestation hidden under the hair. Some women even go so far as to wear a veil with the things, thus almost putting the good eye out of commission. How they hang a veil on the foundation they have is a mystery, but somehow they keep it anchored. And along with the hats puffed sleeves are coming back! Well, let me course, we're prepared for anything short of the hoop skirt and the bustle. We have in proggy with bobble hoses; puffed sleeves may be the knockout punch. After all, it's not we poor mortals who suffer; it is the folks back home. Fashion decrees that the Empress Eugenie hat must be worn with a special type of outfit, and immediately dad's pocketbook gives a weary groan and expires. Daughter's little derby certainly fotters expensive tastes. But even at that let's give three cheers for the Empress Eugenie hat, that little article of feminine headgear which has turned the world of fashion upside down. It's perky, it's expensive, and it's silly, but it's certainly making a name for itself! A kick about the road back of the library, leading down to Indiana street on the east, seems to have been included in every early issue of the Kansan since time immemorial. As far as we have been able to ascertain the road, even originally, could not be called smooth. It certainly hasn't improved any. AN ANNUAL COMPLAINT The University has a beautiful campus; some say there is none anywhere to equal it. But as a chain is no stronger than its weakest link, so is a University no more beautiful than its ugliest spot. That road is terrible, both from an aesthetic and a utilitarian standpoint. Its only useful purpose seem to be that it serves as a dumping ground for the ashes from the power-house. Although it is the only practical outlet of the University campus toward the south it has never been kept in good shape. It is an eyecase and a—well, it’s awfully rough. Can’t the University do anything about it? What is it that prevents them from it? It's only a short stretch. If the University has any initiation problem, its attitude toward the road we would be glad to see and print it. Otherwise why don't they do something about it? "CRIMSON AND THE BLUE" LAWRENCE NATIONAL BANK THE crimson line is following before the steady pound of the opposition's forces. The victory once firmly in their grasp seems almost lost as the ball advances reverent and retreat to their goal posts. In the stands the crowd is silent, witnessing without cheer the breaking of their team. Sucked. Suddenly the sound a great, rolling chord, and the strains of "Crimson" and the Blue" roll out over the valley. The crowds in the stands are quickly to their feet, their heads are to the rays of the lowlying sun. Now the song is over, and the "Rock-Chalk" vibrates shoulder-width across the stadium. The team may cry, but K. U. is behind them. And now we are in a motion picture theater, with students all around us. Suddenly from the screen comes again the "Crimson and the Blue." The first verse is played through, and still no one stirs. Someone coauthens behind his hand and makes a remark to his companion, who laughs loudly. Someone in the kabaly whirls shrilly and demands that she go on. The songs end and everyone stirs gratefully. That stuff's a lot of rot at a time like this. Is that K. U. spirit? Is patriotism only patriotism when it is displayed on the football field or the basketball court? Is school spirit a lot of bunk? The University of Kansas is a large institution. Its students are drawn from many states. To survive at all there must be a school spirit. Students must be proud enough to stand and have their heads whenever they hear their Alma Mater. Such spirit is the force which gives any institution the power to make itself a separate entity. Not the spirit that says "Td for dear old Whozi?" but the feeling that says "this is my school and my song; God grant that I can show others how much I appreciate them." GRAVES OF TERRIBLE BUNS ARE EXPLORED IN MONGOLIA Finds Pure White Swarrow Where Your Savings Are Safe Leningrad.-Discovery of some graves of the terrible Homo who ravaged south-eastern Africa after Christ adds in tracing the connection of ancient Mongolian with the prehistoric Tibetan loff, Russian explorer, on display at the museum here show both a Chinese and a Grecian influence. Almost all the graves are of people who carpets, carpets, weapons, or idols. The remains of these Mongolian princes are preserved only the hair being intact. Approximately 150 of the Hum graves were located by the Kaskof expedition and are found in the region near Uganda, north Mongolia. The coffin lay in sub-terraced ebony. Thieves had rifted many of the graves, much of the value did not destroy the rest. Ticks Pure White Sparrow Its head is white, like a sparrow. Forme: bring south of Macedonia recently brought to town a pure white sparrow, captured alive. Visitors have driven miles to see the small bird, which in winter appears brown found in this section in many years. Firestone TIRES Handiest Place in Town Everything You Need Right Down Town Glad to Serve You TEXACO GAS Peoples State Bank Capital, Surplus and Profits, $175,000.00 CARTER SUPER SERVICE OFFICERS AND DIRECTORS OFFICERS AND DIRECTORS T. J. Sweeney, President L. N. Lewis, Vice-President T. J. Swensen Jr., Vice-President C. A. Smart, Artist and Director Jacob Badsky, Director C. E. Friend, Director R. A. 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