SUNDAY, MAY 18, 1920
UNIVERSITY DAILY-KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
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SOCIETY
Doeus Maison and Thomas Cox, a Wichita, were married Thursday evening at the Congregational church at his home. Mrs. Cox was a student in the University in 1908 and in the daughter of Jesse and Mary O'Brien Lincoln street. Mr. Cox received his A. B. degree from the University last fall from Delta College of the Delta, professional legal fraternity. Mr and Mrs Cox will make their home in Wichita. Ms. Cox will manage the Wichita Country club.
Phi Delta Theta held its annual Spring rush party at eagle's Hall last night with Hal Stokes' orchestra, of Kansas City, slaving.
the chaperones were Mrs. Belle Willemot, of the Pi Kappn Alma house; Mrs J. L. Male of the Delta Umana house; Mrs J. O. of the Delta Sigma Lambla house.
Flowers and ferns were arranged on lattice work in a garden scene at the Sigma Chi spring party held last evening at Eckle's hotel Hub Eube and his orchestra, featuring Don Burrell, producer of the iconic roses were: Mrs. T. S. Stowe, house-mother, Mrs. Jane MacLean, of the Pi Beta Phi house; Mrs. Margaret Penetrini, of the Pi Gamma Delta house, of the Pi Ogden, of the Beta Theta Pi house.
Pi Upsilon held its spring rush party at the Country club last night. Spring Bowers were used in the decorations of the performance, and his orchestra played from 9 until 12.
one chaperones were Mrs. Jemni Mitchell, of the Pi Upsilon house; Mrs Frances Goddin of the Alpha Chi Omega house; Mr Sigma Alpha Epilogue of the Sigma Alpha Epilogue house.
Out of town guests included Robert Thomas, Robert Monroe, Jojie Flaherty, and John Lyon, of Larwed; Fred Berwon, Walter Gil, and James Seeker, of Kansas City.
Phi Beta Pi, professional medical tria-
ture, gave an informal party at the
h宴 last evening from 9 until 12. Jack
Harris's orchestra played for the
dance.
the chaperons were: Mrs S. L. Williams of Omaha; Kappa Mrs L. Lawrence of Omaha; and Mrs Elena Thomas, Phi Beta Pi housemother Jack Howard of Knox City, was at a
Alpha Kappa Lambda entertainer with an informal party at the chapel house last night from 9 until 12. Basket of flowers were used for decorata tainty Schaefield and his orchestra. Otawna furnished must for dancing.
The chaperones were Mrs. Elizabed
Edward of the Theta Phil Abn house
and Mrs. Emily Pearson of Gerttrude
Pearson, of the Alphn *X*
Dhae house; and Mrs. Margaret Top
Jacobson.
The out of town guests include: Miss Pearl Procter, Miss Martha Lou Bollack, miss Dale Bullock, and Miss Candler Sculce of Kamesia City; Marjory McNeal of Kamesia City; Mead Bead, and Delbert Roberts of Teppakka; and Wayne Bjaron of Jabaron.
The Kansas City alumunia chapter of Alpha Gamma Delta will hold initiation for the seniors of the undergraduate moon at the house this afternoon.
Alpha Gamma Delta entertained it graduating members with a lunch at the chapter house yesterday at the home with a gift. The students are Evely Laude, Lucile Cahn, Helen East Daby Rushton, Katherine Bellmer Dorothy Cochran, Jane Smith, Vaidh Aditya Rishan, Martin Novn, and McLauren N.
Valera Goffredon, of the Alph
Gamma Delta house, and Kenneth M
Murray, of the Thetina Tau house,
and Michelle Moss, of Miss Goffredon, in Greenleaf.
The lounge of the Gamma Phi Bhd house was converted into a Palm Beach restaurant, which is a brine formal held Friday over dinner. Dinner was served to the guests at €30, and the remainder of the evening was served to the Hub EB and his orchestra played.
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Out of town guests at the Alpha Omega Pi pli party Friday evening at the Omega Pli in Brunswick, Miss. Eugene Cayot, Misty Berminieri Peterson, Miss Amelia Woodside, Misty Clyde, and George Fell, Clifton Calvin, and George Fell, of Waltham, Edward Yullers, of Dorton
In the dining and grill rooms of the Eldridge hotel a formal dinner and dance were given Friday evening by the Delta Zeta sorority. The chapter's president, Drew Bass, of the PhiGamma Delta house; Dean and Mrs. Henry Werner, Mrs. J. E Harwood, housemother, Miss Margaret Anderson, Miss Oma Knøper, of Kansas City, Kan. Fredrik Moranu, Hans T. Harry Suterinus of Kansas City, Kan.
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Don Ronald and his orchestra of Kansas City, played for the dancing, Mimi Miller and J. Wells, of Kissum City, Kan; Miss Ruth Bryant and Kenneth Miller, of Kansas City; Miss Meri Morton and Miss Levermore; Miss Roma Funk, Miss Winifred Wriship, Miss Pamina Parker, and Miss Maxine Morgan, of South Dakota.
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The Passion Flower
"Promise me, oh misstrait that thou wit not become angry with this humble seller of rugs who repeats an old woman's story. Wilt thou promise?" "I promise."
it so that I might see and perhaps buy it?"
"Know that nontender better than? that? You will go any place if they think you can perhaps sell something. Some, I think, would go to the region where they lived in that village. You sure though that it is the shawl that thou art wanting to see," laughed Maliqly amily. "But I know of a scriery he will come if he has seen the my-bearer."
"Dost thou think me beautiful?" Am I beautiful enough that he would see and love me?"
"I will accept it, oh seller of beautiful things, but
wish to give you a gift in return. Now tell me the
name."
"Little foolish one, no one could see without loving thee ___. it is not permitted that thou unveil ___," and she dodged to escape the rosemud her mistress threw at her. "But forget not that he is not of thy caste—so think not of love. Buy the shaw if thou wiseth, but love only the man thou shan'd. But this is what a woman is; it is safer. Besides, thou must remember that Allah's wakness is upon those who tie with a betrothal."
"List, oh ye owls, to the sage,请 her words, and go, telling them to all the world! Idiot! Know me?" "You know," she replied. "I love? I should love. I should lieve. I should love and honor the fat taut I am to marry. after I marry him. Now nai to me for I am
"There is, in the country of the Mountains, an old
. . . .
Next evening, as the sun was passing to its burial, Sharud stood, with his roof of shawens upon his shoulder, at the garden gate of a house to which he had been bidden. The gate stood slightly alay, as if waiting for someone to enter, and Sharud pitted it open in front, and Sharud himself himself in the most beautiful garden he had ever seen.
Great ferns and palms grow along the walls, and cast deep shadows. We all colors of all, and a thush and other seeded flowers grow in production, and sweetened the evening air. A great pool of sparkling, sapphire-colored water was in the center of the room, but we were dropped over and dropped over the waters so that they smiled at themselves. Great vines climbed the bank wall of the house, and made long lionettes below the windows.
As Sharad stood greeting at the beauty before him, sweet music rendered gently to him from beyond a screen of glass. Satisfy and with precaution, Sharad set up his table in two girls who set upon an enormous cushion.
They looked up in intriguingly as Sharur salamed before them.
“Mittress,” said Sharad, addressing the loveliest of the two maidens, “I was commanded to this garden to show my shawls. Art thou the maidens who wish to see them?”
"We are, oh seller of rugs. Show us thy shawl that we may choose those that please us."
Shrard spread shawl after shawl before them until they became tired, but they found none to their liking. The colors were either too pale or too girlish; the shawl was too light or too small. At last the most beautiful maiden amused inpainting, walked to a smaller bundle of shawls, stepping, caught in her fingers the green fringes of a shawl.
"There I want to see this one. It is not the shawl that hood spread over the yst wall yesterday—the beau-shawl," she said. "I will wear it."
"Mistress," said Sharuf softly, "wilt thou accept this shawl as a gift, for its life and mine are strangely linked. If thou wilt accept it, I shall tell thee the story."
Sharul was a long time undoing the knotted thong that fastened the shawls because his hands trembled from excitement, and his eyes were misty from repressed anticipation. Could it be ___?
"Yes, oh my mistress, I had not thought though would care for it, therefore I did not show it thee."
At last the thong was loosened, and the green shawl lay, in all its magnificence, before the maiden. It was a beautiful masterpiece—a symphony of color. It was of delicate green, and upon it, intricately woven with lily-like petals, the purple. In the center was a gorgeous crimson flower from whose heart spilled great drops of blood
"O! breathed the maiden, "why didst thou not show me it before? It is more beautiful than I had thought; I should buy it. Run in the house, Jamali, my money-bag. I must have this exquisite thing!"
Jamail rose, and, with a sly glance at her mistress and young rug-venture, went slowly away to the
woman who dwelle in a beautiful valley high above the world. I am her only son. She is a weaver of rugs, and a maker of shoes. One night she had a bed; morning she next works to work upon this shawl.
"For many days she worked, and when months had passed she finished it. Then she called me to her, bade me gather up certain rugs and shawls, and jour-nery hither to the market. I asked her why she sent me forth to sell, because always before she had sold only to those who came to us.
"I was then bade to thee, as soon as the shaw should be finished, into the city of Kaphan, for I was told that there thou should live and die. I woke, and straightway to work to serve him in the shaw, a diviner passed our dwelling, and he read me part of the meaning of the shaw. He told me that she who should so desire this shaw as to offer thee a gift more precious than jewels—he alone thou would know when it is time to think often of thy old mother. May Allah go with thee," and she turned and left me.
"Some months ago," she said to me, I dreamed a strange dream. There appeared to me a being who held before me in my dream, a shawl, which he had mem copy exactly. The being told me that upon the shawl was woven the pattery of thy life—thy joys and sorrows.
"I have traveled many months toward this city; many women have I met, but they have been strange women who cared not for the shawl, or who offered me money or gifts gaster than lead. But to thee I offer this shawl, and expect no gift in return." I know not why I gave it weil, unless ___"
"Unless what?" she queried softly.
Before Sharad could answer, the cry of the museum come faintly from the minaret like the gentle murmur of birds at duck. Side by side, the seller of rags and the daughter of nobility knelt beside the whispering waters of the great pool, and their prayers to Allah智 among the training passion flowers.
The evening were quietly on, but Shirad and the maiden were curious to everything except themselves, the garden, and the splendor of the night. A great moon ridge high in the velocity, dark blue heavens, and connected with its reflection in the black waters of the road.
"They call thee ___?" Sharad asked tenderly.
"Nihavena, oh Sharud."
"I will call tain tree Passion Flower, but may Allah grant that the heart never ill blood for me as we do," she said.
A call came from the house, and Nihara rose in alarm. Hardly Suhard gathered up his shoes.
"The must go now—I had not noticed how late the hour grows, and my father has returned."
"Wat, oh Niharawe, little Passion Flower," I want to place the shad about which shoulders--to see these flowers--in my garden.
"I wish to give you, in return, a gift more precious than many jewels, ob Sharad, but I know not what gift it could be. All that I have to give, and that gift it could be. All that I have to give, and that gift it could be." Would my gifts be precious enough to thou?"
Nihavena motionless in the moonlight while Sharud tenderly drew the shawl about her shoulders. Then, stepping swiftly, Sharud kissed the heem of her hands and her hands reached out and touched his head.
Nihavena's great black eyes smiled at him above her embroidered, saffron-colored veil. Sharred trudenced as she swayed toward him. The sweetness of the flowers, the beauty of the night, the picturequeasure of her heart, her heart as that it blossomed with love. She lifted his arm, and gave her full red lips to him ___
"More precious than all the jewels and all the world," whispered肃殖 passionately. "Oh, Ohi-vaena, I love thee! Thet art all that is life now. Thy lips, oh- Allah can such joy have to come me!"
A week went by. Each night Sharad went to the garden; each night he be sat with Nibhana at the pool; each night their love grew and filled them with wine; each evening they were in a room they took away with a kiss from soft, warm lips.
--softly, and she caught her breath in a half-sob as Sairidwur the green sheaw tightly about her shoulders and led her to a bench beside the pool. "I have been troubled all evening; fear lies in my heart like a cold stone. The slightest sounds make me want to scream; I swear with as cold, you jasmine哎." For this water, not speak, but gazed as if fascinated at the stither, black waters of the pool.
Then one night, as great, tattered, black clouds scudded across the sky, playing hide-and-seek with a crowd of shards. He walked slowly to his tryst, half fearful nest lest *Nihavenha* be not there to meet him. There was an omnivore, inky blackness in the garden when he entered it and he walked quietly, disturbed by the evil "mood"
Niblava's face looked glintly in the half-light as she waited for her lover. She breathed a deep sigh, and shuddered slightly as Sharud's arms made a haven for her.
"I feared thou wouldst not come," said Nihavena.
"Leek, Sharad," she said suddenly as she shrank back against him "the pool seems hungry tonight" in bottomless belly ask for food. They say that a thousand hands come out to shake anything that falls into the pool is never seen again. See how the waters reach out like a thousand hands, and then draw back as if to draw one in. . . . Oh, Sharad. I am afraid for these, my beloved. Hast thou not heard of your trouble that troubled? Tell me, oh heart of my heart."
"Nay, fear not for me, little Passion Flower. It is all foolish fancy. Theo hast, perhaps, eaten of that which likes you not. Cume, he lie here with my arms, and I will tell thee of the fat foof who upset my day and made my liver seethe, by tramping my choice rug. I see not why they should allow such swine in the market place. Bah! He held her close against his arm, and he pressed it against her face set to her laughing, but his own heart lay, heavy with foreboding, within his breast, and he felt a cold sweet stand upon his forehead.
"Beloved," said Nihahua at the close of Sahuir's story. "I could not live without the new. Thet art not of my cate, but that does not change my love for thee. Nothing is more powerful than love—it crosses mountains, it knows no country's boundaries, it recognizes no castle. Castur thou not take with thee into thy own country—the country of the Mountains, to that old woman who is thy mother?"
"Oh best beloved, you will punish us for disobedience—but when thou askest it, I cannot but take them, for I love thee more than life. Cast thou be content with simple foods, with no jewels, away from the world, away from everyone but me? We shall be near the top of a high mountain, in a beautiful valley, with all the world below us! I have a simple house there—they and I. Oh my little flower!"
"Almish punishes not those who love as we do—Allah is good. I can live in any place, any way, as long as thou art near me. Take我 away now—I am afraid here longer."
"Tomorrow night," answered Sidur gently as he kissed the perfumed silkiness of her hair, "I shall come for them. We shall go into my country, little wife-to-be."
He kissed her tenderly, and she clung to him, shiv-
cing slightly
"So, dog," sheg a low omicuous voice behind them, a voice that rumpled and groused like a mighty fled, "thou thinkest that thou canst sneak into a house where you are to be treated to me. Where is thy veil, oh Nihhanna, fair of the fairest; womanwho-would-not-deign-to-spake-to-me. Thou cant language in the arms of thy lover, a low-caste seller of rugs, but thou cannot wear not yet your clothes. Is it true that you dangle vile while I kick this cur from thy garden?"
"Touch him not, thou sneaking jackal...!"
"Quiet, woman," growled the man, as he turned and spat at her saffron-sanded feet.
The blood rushed in a torrent to Sharad's brain, his nostrils dilated, hate entered his heart, and he went quite mad. He forgot his low caste; he forget the deference due to one of the nobility; he forget every thing except that he was a man, and his beloved one was a woman. He forgot what a man who stood smiling before him. There was a flash of cold, gleaming steel and a glitter of jewels as a hand lifted and plunged; a low cry; a great splash, and the murmured words, "Passion Flower," as the hungry, Stygian waters of the pool closed over a heavy, lifeless object. The man laughed with a caffeine-soaked successfully coarse heap of saffron-colored silk, and as he strode past, his heavy foot traumped the bleeding passion flower of a green shaw! ...
"Nihavenal' Nibavenal' Mistress?" cried Jamail in alarm. "It is late, oh my misdesire; the father has returned from the gaming, and asks for thee. Nihavenal"
Powerfully Jamsi hunted among the ferns and roses, but the garden was empty. In fright, Jamali sought the center of the half-lighted garden, and, as she approached it, her eyes trembled to pierce the plumage. Suddenly she uttered a low cry of horror. Quickly: she ran to the edge of the pool. There, half trailing in the graveyard waters, half spread out beneath the drooping passion flowers, lay a pale green ground, and in its center was a bleeding crimson flower.
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