SUNDAY, MARCH 16, 1930
UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
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SOCIETY
Alpha Quintanion Bell initiation, this morning, for the following women: Rocco Blevner, of Clifton; Muriel McCallum, of Derbison; Robert Marie, of Huntley; Sarah Gosselin, of Theresa Jollick, and Juanna Morre, of Kakuna City; Marley Linnwood, of Sepulpmil, Ohio; Ethan Davis, of Wichita; Mary House, of Appleton, Ohio.
Alamanda present were: Amelia Woodward, Elizabeth Fryer, Asa Stoops, Lisa Clippinger, Dorothy Rowell, Valierry Swadnion, Nadine Hodge, Bertie Peterson, of Kauai Hawaii, Janet Kearney, Texas; Gloe Stirling, of Chilpin, and Florence Soury, of Leuworthwort. The initiation services were fol-
The initiation services were lowed by a formal banquet.
Pittsburgh; Pittsburgh; William Mifflin, Campbell; Nelle Holloway, Topeka; Webb Scholl, Paul Stats, Dora Green, Palm Lindenley, and Clarence Sirmi. Carl Pedron, entang, United States, was an honour guest of the event.
Mr. and Mrs. V. L. Morrison, Mrs.
Marie French, and Mrs. Jonnie Mitchell
were the chaperons.
Dalia Zota security gave an informal party at the chapter house last week. The group, a trainee furnished the masks. The chapens were wave, Mr. and Mrs. Kouneze
nas City, and Helen Prater, of Kan nas City.
The activities of Alpha Chi
women hostess at a 1 o'clock
given yesterday in head
Kinnell, Kinnell, Kinnell, Everly
Louwershain; Charlotte Hale-
chinner; Mrs. John Bloice
John Nelson, and Mrs. Elisa
Were, were at the funnel.
Miss Dorothy Leoumnel,
City, is a work- and grus
Theta Phi Alpha houses.
Dorothy Bolton is a dlin
nt the Alpha Xi Delta house
Weekend grants at the
pla thia honore area; M
Lindenwood College,
Hurkworth, of Winfield.
Kanasa Gamma chapter
Phi Epsilon fraternity host
main costume "bowry brave"
chapter house host night,
ceremonies were: Mrs. Framese
of the Alba Chi Omega be
Mary Gilbert, of the Sigal
mess; Mrs. C. H. Linden,
pha Omnium Pi house,
pha Omnium Pi house,
of the Sigran
alum house.
Agrews' hand surprised the with a group of newly arrange positions, making one of the plays of the year. Dancing followed by the arranged prog danced for the evening.
The chaperones were Mrs Lantz and Mr, Edwin Price.
Guests at the party were
lowe: Robert Munro, Kunzu
Clair Linhad, Agenda; Lloyd
Ui Palooza entertained wit twenty-first annual spring party Friday evening at the K in the City, a festival of colorful ternity colors, green and got carried all out through the dinner dance. Maude was faji-rabi (a Mexican salad) which played from 7 to 1. the features of the evening specialty given by Hilda Ola Brown, blue star singing the middle west.
Mrs. C, G. Wagner, of I is visiting Josephus Huffa Kappa Gamma 1 week end.
"Pat" and "Patriarch" are
charge of the St. Patrick's
given at Westminster hall has
been in the tradition, excl
including the decorations,
the stairs and, the music,
three families present, the G
within the confines of the OCC
the OCC concerts were given
a candy at the end of the ever
receiving the highest score
numerous games and contests
Phi Mu Alpha, musical fra announces the pledging of Davis.
Dorothy Winchester and Charlotte Hale, of Hotchinchin, are week-end guests at the Gamma Phi Beta house.
Out-of-town guests were Miller and Helen Dexter, of Boe Jaequim and Joan Neun Mielke. For Mike Mitchel, Elmer Hire, George lege, George E. Stafford, Ilespia, Thomas E. Chevron Charles Lyon, of Kunawa G Webster, of Wachler, of Paworth.
Phi Delta Theta held the annual *Mistletoe Thea* at the Memorial Union building, last night, from 6 to 12. Harold Stuart's orchestra, from the St. Patrick's church, the St. Patrick's day motif was carved in cut in the desertions, the wings being drained in green and white, and the main floor covered with shamrocks.
The N.G. Damon externa
n bridge jury at the 4D last
season, the Pork
bridge jury only on the
reinforcements.
Guests present were: Eva Linn Carter, of Wichita; Hilma Johnson, of Great City; Colin; Kathleen Finley and Catherine Good, of Kansas City; Nevee of Jacksonville; Novelz of Jacksonville; Mr. and Mrs. O. W. Mallow, Mr. Reed Coulter, of
Dinner guests at the C
house today are: Betty S.
Wichita, and Hernandez N.
Lyons.
The formal R.O.T.C., military hold Friday night in the Umpiring, was last week the previous years, to mention of members cers of the unit who were present at the Kansa City, Topeka, and worth, Linn A. B. Loteot and Mrs. M. W. A. Blessley, of Mrs. J. H. C. Sander, professor of military science the head of the receiving It J. Nold, Lieut. and Mrs. H. Moyer, and Mrs. M. G. Alabban. Decorations were given during the lawn service during the evening.
Emily R. C, P. Cohen, of Blaiseville, La., gave birth to a sister, Heather, living at Gamma Doha Home, before he fled for Pennsylvania to finish his degree.
THE KANSAN MAGAZINE
SECTION OF THE UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
Vol. No. XXVII
THE SKY IS ALWAYS OVER US
No.133
O'erhead—almost forgotten—
A glimpse of a smile, somewhat gray
The sky is after all, o'er head-
Sun and stars, and universal law,
"Without respect of persons."
And yet, one who cared—always.
Can't you feel it!
In every brace—as the
Armadillo,
Before they lost it, as we lose it,
In industry—the worship of science,
In heaven—woven in Earth).
The darkness, too befriends us!
"Within the shadow standeth ours!"
It must believe, believes,
And a way to escape its greater dangers,
and endure its pain.
Believe in life—if not that—even when you can-
nce use or meaning.
--muscle, and souls to the task of educating the citizens of Kansas by taking in money for "Gods of Knowledge," two-fifty down, (so the salesman could visit) and the remainder to go till the postman came.
Lawrence, Kansas, March 16. 1930
R. R. K.
MICROSCOPE
Polished black and gold
With a concave glass,
Microscopic bodies
Brought plainly into view.
If I were a specimen
Worth the study
I wonder what would prove
That my heart was pure
Douglas Durkee
INCIDENT
Seated in the dust
in
hips filled bits of crystal
calibrating priemie lights
just so
my soul
once torn with anguish
now
throbs with a new fire—
Love.
— Gustav Manke
Haven By Elizabeth Scott
Oodles of Knowledge
She came slowly, upstairs and draped her long legs over his left arm and drapped her long legs over the chair. She smiled absently and gently as she swung her crossed feet back and forth. Presently she spoke aboard in a soft, deep voice: "Paul, darling, why don't you come!" I'm waiting for you. "Jolita smiled again, thinking of her lover. She wondered why he did not come, but she was happy waiting for him there. She loved him so, and her loved her. It was queer, though, the way they never knew what it meant to be. What might be the trouble. She knew Paul was worried about it, too. Whenever he was near, she felt a desire to hurt him, and yet she did bear it.
Judith spoke again, and the words sounded out strangely in that long, dim room, empty except for her. She winked at me, unable to explain why I can't now, think of what it be after were married. We have to have it out, Paul, you darling. We have to have it out, Paul, you darling.
Bu Sue Ganson
In a few minutes she strolled over to a table and picked up a book, turned over its leaves abatically, and walked over to the window. She stood there and looked out for some time; then she gave her head an impatient, little loss and set down again. Why didn't be come? She supposed she was always on one hand, and she was less pensive than she was and simply could not induce the annoying habit he had of being late.
"I'll always swear it was the heat. Then, too, I'll school end with my friends packing hats-boxes to scatter over Kansas, and the foreign parts around. And the spruce was blooming in denure corners of the campground the air was like snow. We can hear the sky rise then. Who can swear of total responsibility? I?"
Aloud, she said colly, "Well, Paul, you're late again."
"Sorry, darling, but it couldn't be avoided." "Oh, of course, it never can be avoided. Really, Paul, you might at least show me the consideration of explaining why you are so late."
"I took mother out to the museum, Judith. To-
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"here he came at last!" A warm glow ill-told her being, and her heart beat with hard, fast throats. She jumped up and started to run and she ran out of the room. Paul walked into the room, bringing a draught of fresh, cold air with him. When he kissed her, his checks felt cool against her, but his lips were hurting. "Oh, I have been here," she said.
Plant! Imagine! When I was deparating at the thought of the dall home town. Of course I went.
One dog, just before exams, a mysterious voice telephoned. Had I made plan for the summer?
With two other girls, I sat and listened to a smooth-voiced woman who looked in the eye and spoke of adventure. Adventure! With the breeze blowing your hair across your face, and a view of the blue-green horizon away off over the tops of the trees.
She held out a paper while she shivered and signed on a dotted line. And when we came to in our rooms, she was very surprised.
And then she spoke of money. Money to college student! Now, I ask you!
"Sorry, darling, but it couldn't be avoided."
then we took our training. It was such fun and so funny! About twenty-five of us met in the afternoons to learn from the smooth-voiced women and men who were there, as the obviously doing it for money, some were well-dressed and spoke constantly of adventure, and some of us were just doing it. We had pages and papers of saletalk to learn. We practiced how we could hold a book previously upside down on our laps while we read, but we also had to improve our mathrithmetic, so allowing her to look up again. Jamie Jones' mother in the eye again.
The woman had to constantly remind me of the dignity of my position. But I ask you, . . . If you went up to a girl who knew perfectly well was Grace Brown, and knocked on her door, "Good morning, Mrs. Smith. Is Mary in?" trying to pretend of course that you were an old friend of Mrs. Smith's four-year-old daughter; and Mrs. Smith, I mean Grace Jones, knew you didn't need your assembleal set. And Mrs. Smith, I mean you pull-write crises through the screen door, what would you do? So did I. Lied I and laughed.
I had picked out a little town in the middle of Kansas, where I knew no one, feeling that I should keep my friends in ignorance of my dastardly plans to insecure innocent mammals to bring hard-cured savings from the family cook for another good book. I was glad I had the ability with a banana is plenty different from it going alone.
And then came the dawn!
"You're through, I'm washing my hands of you. May the Lord bless you and bring me leftovers," the smooth-voiced woman shewed us out. And we trickled off to unenlightened parts of Kansas where a sultan had not wandered, with no instructions that all we were to see our heads for was for permanent wavers.
I pulled into my little town early in the morning with my morning jogger, Jill. I got off the jackie train and
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MARCH MIDNIGHT
The still wild whines with a ghoulish rest,
Hearing from break of咧, hissing,
Dying in the cloudy night, dying,
Oh, where is the bed the body can rest
Whose eyes the wild night wind has pressed,
In infinite darkness, hiding quest
In infinite dark, terrifying?
INCONSISTENCY
I will not hold the perfume of the rose
Nor will I keep your smile to constancy.
So all things change, and in their changing make
For newer beauties seen with newer eyes.
THE MUTE POET
I am dumb.
Dumb because I cannot say
The things that give us life
and joy happiness
Other can fill the souls of men
With undying fire
Or soothe their toll worn spirits
With words of solace and comfort
While I must remain silent.
The gods grant altar speech
To others-Why not to me?
The edge of the great turbulent sea
Of the fellow men; ever silent.
Thoughts well up within my breast
And strive to spring forth into life
But to no avail
I, too, have loved and even strange things, and shone, and lost,
But to what await?
If I cannot share with others
My joys, and fears, and hopes,
Shall it be thus always
That I be condemned to mean
My griefs only as I wait
For passage from that Shadow bank
Where I shall both must come
And depart to violet penumbra
With my own message less
Than quenched ashes?
—La Verne Munt.
For the Love of Humanity
---and Gum Drops
By Foline Enstein
When it is suggested gently, but in a certain tone, one's history professor that it might be well to back over the text at least once before the course is completed. It should also add the suggestion to heart. At least I have found it so.
The certain tone having been pronounced for my benefit, I resolved to stay in bed this particular Monday morning—there are no Monday classes at Bennett college—in order to allow nothing to interfere with my contemplation of the various activities of Oliver Cromwell. Unfortunately, I so completely succeeded in eliminating all distractions as to obliterate that gentleman's worthy efforts from my consciousness as well. So when I went home early followed by Marina, I opened one eye and grounded. Being Marian's best friend, I could tell my peaceful daze was over.
My apprehensions were correct. Marian dropped down on the bed and turned to me a face of despair.
"Oh, Helen!" she wailed. "The most terrible thing possible has happened!"
Not being in the most polite state of mind, I asked grimly.
even have they counted up your cute at last!" "Oh, that! Piffle!" she dismissed the subject with a wave of the hand. "It is far, far worse. Oh, the most terrible thing has happened."
"So you said, Are you planning on telling me about it, or am I merely to provide a shoulder to be woken on? I was getting downright peshaw, what apprehension I was getting into and apprehension regarding tomorrow's history exam.
"Helen! And I thought you at least could be depended on!" Martin turned reproachful brown eyes upon me, and I felt that I had failed her at the crisis of her life.
"I'm sorry," I said repentantly, "Now tell
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