SUNDAY. MAY 18. 1920
UNIVERSITY DAILY-KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
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SOCIETY
Doeis Mason and Thomas Cox, or Wichita, were married Thursday evening at the Congregational church at his home. Mrs. Cox was a student in the University in 1928 and in the daughter of James Doeis and Helen Dellaiin street. Mr. Cox received his A. B. degree from the University last year. He then went to Delta, professional legal fraternity, and Mr. Cox will make their home in 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 chaperons were Mrs. Belle Wilmot, of the Pi Kappa Alpha house, Mrs J, L Leidice, of the Delta Upsilon house, and Mrs S, of the Delta Sigma Lamda house.
Flowers and ferns were arranged or lattice work in a garden scene at the Bigham Chi spring party held last evening at Ecke's hall. Hub Else and his orchestra, featuring Don Burrette, preformed three songs whose choruses were: Mrs. T. S. Stave, house mother, Mrs. Jane MacLean, of the P Beti Phi house; Mrs. Margaret Pine, of the Phi Gamma Delta house, of the Phi Gamma Delta house, of the Ogden, of the DaeT that Pi house.
At Pi Upsalion hold its spring rush party at the Country club last night. Spring flowers were used in the decorations of the lounge. Fred Agnew and his orchidist are out to play.
Mitchell, of the Pi Upsilon house; Mira Frances Godell of the Alpha Chi Omega, and Gertrude Sawwell, of the Skii Chapel.
Out of town guests included: Robert Thomas, Robert Mimno, Joe Flugle, Michael Bray, William Lyon, Lymon of Learned; Fred Senner, Walter Otk, and James Seeker, Kununga City.
Phi Beta Pi, professional medical fem-
taler, gave an informal party at the
home last evening from 9 until 12. Jake
Hopkins' orchestra played for the
dancing.
The chaperones wore Mrs. S. L. Wiltz and her husband, Matthew Lucy Lewis of Ottawa, and Mrs. Evelyn Thomas, Phila BetaPi housemother, Jack Howard, of Kansas City, was an alumnus.
Alpha Kappa Lambda entertaines with an informal party at the chapter house last night from 9 until 12. Baskets of flowers were used for decoration. Barney Scheidel and his orchestra Ottawa furnished music for dancing.
The chaparrows were Mrs. Elizabeth Edwards, of the Theta Phi Alpham house; Mr. Edward Gerritte Pearson, of the Alpha Phi Delta house; and Mrs. Margaret Top-
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The out of town guests include: Miss Pearl Peiral, Miss Martha Lou Bailback, Miss Dale Bulback, and Miss Culturer Culler of Kansas City, Marjorie McCormack, and Delbert Roberts of Topeka; and Wayne Bibb of Jarboe.
The Kansas City alumnae chapter of Alpha Gamma Delta will hold initiation for the sensors of the underground chapter at the house this afternoon.
Valeria Gotfredon, of the Alpha Gamma Delta house, and Kernem McMurray, of the Theta Tau house, are members of Miss Gotfredon, in Greenland;
Alpha Gamma Delta entertained its graduating members, with a lonechest at the chapter house yesterday at which the seniors presented the house gift. Sally Babb, Lancle Christie, Elena Elesen, Daishun Rachte, Katherine Bellermoe, Dorothy Cuchran, Jane Smith, Valera McNeal, Martina McNeal, Marcia Neal and Lois McNeal.
The lounge of the Gamma Phi Beta house was converted into a Palm Beach summer resort as the background for the evening dinner. Dinner was served to the guests at 6:39, and the remainder of the event was hosted by Habs and his orchestra played.
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The out-of-town guests were: Miss Katherine Hughes and Miss Theo Beth Morgan, Wichita; Mrs. Feldman, Baltimore; Mrs. Giles, Chennai; Mrs. Edward Gibbs, Dallas Texas; Miss Lois Lincoln, of Topeka; Mr. and Mrs. Den Edwards, Md. Dorothy Schmidt, of Boston; Mrs. Dorothy Henderson, and Ms. Pauline Christian, of Kansas City; Miss Katherine Brueck, of Pdaa; Mrs. Kathleen McCullough, of Milkdell Schmitt, of Columbia, Mo.
Out of town guests at the Alpha Omega Pi spring party Friday evening at the chapter house were. Mr. and Mrs. Bugaene Cayot, Mim Berrison Pele, Erik Fletcher, Elissa Elizabeth Fryer, Ellsworth Burrus, Clifton Calvin, and George Geoff, of Kansas City, Min Laurelle Label, of Waltham; Edward Volker, of Denton
In the dining and grill rooms of the Eldridge hotel a formal dinner and dance were given Friday evening by the Delta Zeta security. The chapter of the Delta PhiGamma Delta house; Dean and Mrs. Henry Warmer, Mrs. J. Hearwood, housemaster, Miss Margaret Anderson, Miss Oma Knopecker, of Kansas City, Kan. Fredrick Morrison, T. Harry Salterstein of Kansas City.
Don Romallo and his orchestra of Kansas City, played for the dancing. The event-tuned group was well-wish by Kansas City; Kami, Miss Ruth Brewster and Konnell Diller, of Kansas City; Miss Merle Stewart, of Kansas City; Miss Merle Leavowertree; Miss Rosa Funk; Miss Winfield Winstrip, Miss Pauline Parker, and Miss Maxine Morgan, of South Dakota.
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THE KANSAN MAGAZINE
SECTION OF THE UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
Lawrence, Kansas. May 18. 1930
1. No. XXVII
What Does An Onion Think
About?
By William Daugherty
I can think of no surper existence than that of an counsel. A potato, for instance is a teleological entity. It lives and grows and is dug up with an ultimate purpose and gives birth to its owning itself. It has a misuse in life. The potato may look forward to the time when it will fulfil its function, when it will feed humanity, when it will give mankind strength and health. But an onion—also, how dreary must be its purposeful life, has nothing to instill amusement into itself. It has no super existence to induce him to look future. It has small reason to anticipate it.
has nothing to install ambition into itself. It has no day of service and commendation to look forward to. It has small reason to anticipate a higher plane and a more favored status. It lives a pretty hopeless life.
I imagine, therefore, that the average onion is a fatalist in its philosophy of life. Deceived from the first to an undignified and ingrulous end, the onion can gain no hope from the past that even the unfailing process of evolution can apprehend improve its flavor. Yet the persistence of the onion is a rather strong point against the evolutionary theory of natural selection, Functionless organisms tend to disappear. Yet one must remember that the strong survive; the weak perish. And today the onion flourishes, and is ever among the strongest members of vegetable crops. Mr. Davenport by clicking the functionless onion for, on the statueman said, in onion there is strength.
A potato, as I have said, is justified by its end. An important element in the daily diet of mankind, it gives men strength and health and vision. But, you may protest, is not the onion also eaten? Also, I must answer yes. You, too, want a little substance well. But that which it gives is a very ethereal strength of little subjective value. The strength is not even of the illusory character given by alcohol. The person to whom it has been lent is not only unconscious of having it, but also is unable to make any推理. The potato is as a whole is made uncomfortable. Such is the end of the onion—to detract much, and to add nothing.
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DREAM PEDLAR
A really conscientious onion probably would suffer long periods of dejection because of its unimposing future. A serious fatality always is susceptible to despondency. But I doubt if an onion ever is conscientious. Rather, I think of an unprincipled, cruel, and pitiless. Did you ever see an onion weep? No. But it does bring tears to the eyes of others, and gloats, no doubt, over the suffering it can prove the onion's heartless nature. What does the onion heartlessly
Cloud caps of foam on the breakers
White or green in blue
Bubbles of gold in the sunlight White in the moon's soft beams
Or a nightingale singing at twilight In the forest, all alone;
Song of a lark at the noonite
In the warmth of the summer's sun
In the forest, an abode,
Visions of worlds beyond our world
A glimpse of the light that alms
God, I'd rather You remained Unseen, aloft.
Bubbles of gold in the sunlight
White in the moon's soft beams
Rose in the glow of the morning
Of these do I make my dreams.
Come, buy! Whe'll buy
* Dreams for sleeping or waking
  Dreams while the stars are shining on high
  Dreams when the morn is breaking.
The flash of color in myriad rays Of dreams in drows of dawn
dreams in drops of dew;
Song of a lark at the noontide
Come, boy! Who'll buy
Dreams for sleeping or waking
Dreams while the stars are ahining on high
Dreams when the moon is breaking
The weather welcomes a welder.
Throughout eternity, changeless, bright— Of such are made my dreams.
When I walk through the Beauty You have made—
The Woodcutter
Or trespass wayward feet Upon the pattern.
List I should feed my greed desired
Along Your byways, as I pass,
And steep to pull a flower
From its foottouch in the grass.
Qf. Your sunlight and Your shade.
Margaret Hill.
No.183
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GREEK IS LIKE NATURE
Its soul is as old and new,
As the window and law.
Sometimes clear to us, more often dark
As the wisdom and law—
Tis nearest to Nature's ways, of . All Western tongues.
—That so strangely enfoils us.
"Tis nearest to Nature's heart."
For a work of art—if language be art.
It also—why not—a piece drawn by Nature.
The greatest artist, the least of himself in his work.
But Greek is like nature, because it stands.
As a mirror before her devices,
To initiate—augment—interpret; that's half.
A mountain lake reflects the pine covered hills above
Prairie Rain
KANSAS
And yet is, when think of it, a part of them.
Just as real and half more natural,
(More responsive to stirring wind, warm sun and rain)
The lake—you realize—is no more picture.
So the words in which blind Homer sang—and Soph-
cles "royal"
The names Plato and Socrates called things
(a philosophy more or less in a turn of expression)
These were never more symbols for their world.
Felt, seen, reasoned out or imagined.
But a living part of themselves—
A
By Kenneth Seltsam
laughed them.
Of a man—of a race—of all races, the voice.
Still living. Aye; else we were more savage.
Ello you too? were perhaps, half free.
A cross-section of lives, and the truths that pain taught them
He was a dark cloudy day—misty with rain. The two hued-wax ponies treated brisely along, for the coveness of the fog was a relief from the August prairie host. In the one-steamed buggy, an old saturned hair was white; his neat beard, irredent. In his hair was white; the damp roost, He, too, enjoyed the damp he held in his mouth, minded him of the first time he had driven over the Kansas plains. It had been raining that day, also, but the clouds had swept away the sun. While there had been darky darkness, he had hoped that something beautiful lay hidden, but in the search of the lowering sun, that hope could not last. Nowhere.
--R. Kilpatrick.
a sapling tree—only dead buffalo grass—burnt amber. Back at Albury College, when the old Bishop had told him of his appointment, he had thought to Southwest Conference an representing at that first sunitet, it had seemed to mean only thirty thousand square miles of desolation and hopelessness. Nevertheless, he had stayed. And this was his last trip. In two more days, he would no longer be the preiding elder of the district. They were sending a young man to take his place. He would have come. The plains no longer stretches of destitution. Each mile had a meaning for him now.
On a knoll of a hill almost out of sight in the rain, there was a dwelling—hardly more than a shack—which housed a large family. Behind the building, stood a tall silver poplar tree, like a slender finger against the bo-front and planted that tree. He had brought water from the river. The children had never before seen a tree; and their parents not in five years.
Away to the south, were the vast pastures and the shabby, unpainted corrals of the Bar-B U Ranch. Twice they met in meetings there in the dingy, low-elevation adobe the adobe ranch-house. Coarsely dressed men, their faces wind-buried, and weary women had come through and dusted them to dust to hear him speak. He hadn't spoken.
them—much less Methodists. He had attempted only to bring to their lives a life, much needed happiness, and that he did not achieve it.
As evening approached, the old man urged the ponies on. The blue-grey shadows gathered more quickly, however, than he had expected. He had planned to spend the night in Roy, a settlement less than a day's distance from the Fort, his own post. That would now be impossible and he decided to ask lodging along the way.
There were only two houses, and he deliberately selected the one in which he had never been. It stood at a mile from the marrow road — a low-roofed building-with a cloop-bead-lean-to on one side. He knocked several times at the door, but no one came, and there was silence within. Just as he was climbing back into the buggy, however, the door opened and a dwarfed, dark-complexioned woman appeared, carried a baby in her arms. Her back was badly stooped. "You want something here?" she asked.
The old minister again descended from the buggy, and as he did so, removed his worm hat. I wondered how the minister had lost it.
The woman seemed startled. She stared at him al-
lently.
"I'm Goldard Wakefield from the Fort," the old man continued.
The women's expression changed. You're not the
appreciative apprehender that comes to Roy and the Bar-U-
Bar Hatch."
"You can stay on then, I guess," she said quietly. "I can't get much to eat, or a very good place. But gossies may youve seen even worse than this. I hope you won't mind the baby. He's kind of sick. Got it on your mind. But he out your homes most ample place. There's some outs in the house, hiding the house. You might as well give them some."
Continued on page 104.
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نظام الاتصال شبكة المكتبة المحلية التي تُستخدم في حركة المعالجة لديها شكل مربع ويمكن استخدام نفس الشيفرة التي يمكن استخدامها في حركة المعالجة للسيارة، بما في ذلك شرح هذه النشرة.
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