shown still attached to the back of the binding. The book was published in Book 1832. There is a very handsome copy of the Ship of Fear published in Bake in $167^{10}$. It shows very interesting wood-illustrations.
There is one beautiful little manuscript book, a Miss Emily's novel and illustrated capitals. The design of this book serves to illustrate the fact that the type used by the first printers imitated as closely as possible the characters used in the manuscripts.
No.179
We cannot fully enjoy our own parties, for our relatives superiors have decreed that each pledge to the relatives superiors should be transparent when home residence is dealt with them. We cannot relish talking, conventionally with them, whenever either girl at the party is dancing.
I do not sympathy for myself in this practice, but I will paint out that, in apparently being made to do as she is told, being made to do as she is told.
We speed our evenings, one hour of which is more exciting than all of the daylight but get weary each time as the morning will start the evening, our "pedicure room" gets our shining rays, stuck onto microinterrupting walls, outside a money moon moon drops, sweet light, and the initiated members of our sisterhood.
Straightened upper classman make us feel like stormed up the earth when they stand impatiently in the earth where doors wait until we remember that we are waiting to wait our enemies on an active and stand-alone壁 on the wall. Regardless of how tired we are from two days of school work and a Friday dance at the crack of dawn (for that is seems to us). We are assigned to mental tasks such as polishing silver, cleaning mirrors, strengthening up walls, and digging in the floor from imperfections' room. If we perform the long string of halftones will be glued after our names. In the life of a sludge marks are no launching matter.
Being Made to Do as
One Is Told
Ru Nicholas Verrett
On Being Made to Do as
THE KANSAN MAGAZINE
Much to my surprise, I have found that my life on the Hill is as completely governed as was my inherited life at home. I am forever being made to do disgraceful things. Sue is a pledge made to "preshrimp on the telephone." That mandatory hush becomes the signal to send often well-heated messages for the nearest telephone. Nothing is of interest to one person from carrying out this order. It may be writing an appeal to one's family for reinforcement of one's funds, or one's hair may be awarded in foamy soaps in preparation for a formal party. Reminding of any of these cohesive kinds, we stop the measured finding of the objective, to stop the necessary finding of the objective, to stop the necessary conviient to discuss their latest directive in front of the phone booth. They appear to be obvious of everything but Tom's dancing. Dick's cousin, and Harry's new "row."
When I was a small girl, I used to think that the girls who returned home from boarding school at university to spend the Christmas and Easter season personalised the free college gift card. If I grew up I would away to school. I should be free to go up just exactly as pleased. Since I have taught my code-bound home town I have discovered that college life is not as carefree as it appeared.
as I was growing up, my parents were the ruling forces of 'c. my life.' Mother discarded my momentous questions as when I should discard my button shoes for low-heels, one shampoo my back pennies, Daddy set for inside my precious row that they would set for outside. Here I prepped my mind to see what their anatomy needed to grow because their anatomy needed to begin each day to see what another need had begun to spout. Mother and Daddy were patient auditors and critics when I studied my reading and spelling lessons about. Even after I earned the high school and junior college age, my parents acted as
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masters printed during the second half of the fifteenth century; are incarnations or crudel books since that was the infancy or erase of printing. An examination of these books and pages will show modestly an infant printing was from the start, with no infancy in any important works of印童 as many different presses and printers. These are not facsimiles but original pages from books all printed before 1500. Chief among them is book from the Gutenberg Bible, the first book to be printed from movable type. It was printed by Johann Gutenberg at Mintz, Germany, in 1458. Annotated edition of the Gutenberg Bible will Caventan at Westminster, England, in 1475. Some of the most notable among the other early printers whose work are shown are Anton Koehler, Nurseberg, Johann Strömburg, Strömburg, John Froben, Baker, Peter Schöffer, Aldus Maximus and Nicholas Tolini. A book of hundreds and一千册 of the works of Horse published in Venice in 1492 is Anton Koehler, Nurseberg, Baker, Peter Schöffer, Aldus Maximus and Nicholas Tolini. A book of hundreds and一千册 of the works of Horse published in Venice in 1492 is Anton Koehler, Nurseberg, Baker, Peter Schöffer, Aldus Maximus and Nicholas Tolini. A book of hundreds and一千册 of the works of Horse published in Venice in 1492 is Anton Koehler, Nurseberg, Baker, Peter Schöffer, Aldus Maximus and Nicholas Tolini. A book of hundreds and一千册 of the works of Horse published in Venice in 1492 is Anton Koehler, Nurseberg, Baker, Peter SchöFFER, Aldus Maximus and Nicholas TOLINI. A book of hundreds and一千册 of the works of Horse published in Venice in 1492 is Anton Koehler, Nurseberg, Baker, Peter SchÖ
"Cradle" Books
By Claud Gilman, Reference Librarian
Mr. Chester Woodward, of Topeka, a collection of books and pages representing fifteenth century printing, and these are laid on, an exhibition in the cause on the second and third floors of Wasson
(Continued on page 109)
—Clara S. Gillibam
BLUE LAMENT
Meetody insensate Animate thewith their din.
-El Zarech.
BEFORE BOOKING
O you who say, you love me so,
I think you're meant to me.
Of griefs and sorrow you're the foe,
Yet wait near to me.
Just when I need most it seems.
Tonight I'm very blue.
And where are you, sweetheart of dreams
So far away... kinuu
That might we parted, though you said
You'd wait, that this would come.
This loneliness makes my bead
Stray back to you and home.
What good is love to those apart?
Or letter to a hands heart?
The suspicion that people here are ignorant of the war is not entirely groundless. You've all heard stories about casters who believe that Kerrans and Missouriiss fights Indians, ride horseback down Main Street and shoot from the Wipe, who could be a blunt and savage and who, who could be a bum? And everybody knows the new half-million-dollar City Hall or the audiobook in Hebrew Renaissance in your wester
The above-mentioned professor, by the ways was once on the faculty of the University of Kansas, and sometimes I am given the rare treat of listening to some of his comparisons the rate at which hejawmakers in his kinkowski there are say if hejawmakers in his kinkowski there are say if hejawakes in his kinkowski there are say if he jawks in his kinkowski there are say if he jawks in his kinkowski there are say if he jawks in his kinkowski there are say if he jawks in his kinkowski there are say if he jawks in his kinkowski there are say if he jawks in his kinkowski there are say if he jawks in his kinkowski who are entirely ignorant of western universities.
For a long time, stand-off-and-lead-looking-you-cover-at attitudes. But I put myself in the solution, and as generally case when I go in for involvement with the Washington team, the Kentucky invasion. "Before the war," referring of course, to the Great War (referring of course, to the Older Inhabitants) as it was in the period before the other Day. The other Day I listened with glee with the military, the police, the firefighters, the population. "Before the war," he again groaned, "Washington is a decent town where no 'in-tempo' beisurely, small town. There were no life in the government and Kansas City, moved in to help the government and Kansas City, then stayed here, worse than it has been, no rescue营地, no noivestock market. Like that he has is said against me. I felt what to the cause of the Washington's Wall."
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our middle-western wilderness, too, seems to pride and antagonize them. The other day a Sig Piglet (from a Book display and suddenly demanded "Ever and that that" at the point where the book itself made it simply. Now people in Washington don't ever commenced doing so the seizurely branches of government on the hill might have to do likewise. Then they'd their duties creep, would have not to move to the city, and consequently would have to work ourselves by their constituents. We didn't want to work by the lady book-cker and the S.A.E. authorized without preliminary, "I'll Have a Fine Funeral." It happened to "illustrate the title of the book, but the clock gave a glance of displeasure at the wild-tamed young woman in the velvet jacket (as well) and at the brewery young man. Her heart was at the brewery young man. "It should be a delightful funeral!"
A Westerner in Washington
It is impossible to generalize about it as a city. Politically it faces Capitol Hill; geographically as well as metropolitan it faces not the Atlantic Ocean or the Bay it would have to raise its chin to do that) but the Potomac River and Virginia. It imprisons cities, the movies a movie, a war film. If you want to go back to our old quiet streets, unimpeded by the Great War and enjoy its quiet best times, the Goat Guard and enjoy its quiet best times, unimpeded with endures of apartments. We Tankers exasperate the old-towers with our modernism and escape the old-towers with our modernism.
"If one is from Washington, one is someone else from Washington," a paradox which holds true in regard to the large percentage of the Capital's population. The native-born Washimites are such a group that they have bonded together like the D.A. R.'s and the People who understand Browning, and have monthly dinner at the Mayflower, eldest secretaries and probably vote on by.
(Notice) The Inspector following us was sent to West Palm Beach, Florida, where he was assigned to investigate the fraudulent leveraging of our investment firm. He will need to forensically examine all transactions and deal with potential fraudsters.
he had a good name, and even him. But it is plausible he regarded her as she fired him, the incarceration of her violent, "Syphilis Elkerson." We were still very interested in his leadership, and now told us, is the result of disinterested leadership"
They agreed to this. Masson prepared the oblong pile of paper for the balloons, and passed them around the table. Swiftly, the six members wrote their world-folded Mimi slip, and tapped them in hand. She felt each one was taking part in what he would write. Newsworth, he rubbed his chin with the pen, and gazed at the ceiling, thinking of Madison Sneebel and the five hundred fifty dollar commission he looked at Bonner. Whereas eyes he beating staring into the window, Albus knew he would be stealing into it. Whose It Was, he said, you must have put a hounded parrot, Parrel, you'll have to put a hundred more Parrel. I can't do any other way. "Parry started a little, glitched unclearly at Bonner, and began to write. Midway in the word he checked, his head went up, his mouth hardened. Not now, he wouldn't let himself be held right, he would not let himself be held right. Bonner couldn't scare him into doing anything. Angerily he scurried out the letters on the paper and deniably wrote, "Discharge." When he wiped at ten o'clock, that her voice sounded like Bonner's biggest butter for righteousness" she武了 up. We were, Madison, Pepper's out. "We were, Madison, Pepper's out."
"We are confident." Mike suggested, noting Party's insistence. "Blow can mark them in Reinia and Diehuger."
"Yes. And we all know pretty well how we stand." Thompson said. "We'll save time and money by having Party vote on the first ballot."
"Yes, we must do it." town. agreed, if you invite our new man to be a good cook, we must train him to cook. We need to send our schools. I move that we vote at once on the mayor of discharging the "Mennonite," *Penner*.
Massan saidelligently,
"Gentlemen, do you think we have plenty of time?" only the first of March. Mightn't it besible to make our team next month? It would be wonderful. Bommer answered decisively. "Other things will be resolved before we leave school."
Outside the street, people crowd were waiting in the street care which lined the 'tracks' for an entire truck. This was not a solid assembly-house. Rather, this was put a solid assembly-house. Rather, this was put a solid assembly-house. In load to observe, the little nimmer by Wills
Now the crowd was going home. Rays had seen the game from the top of a nearly heightened slimmed down and scintimated away. Business they had worriedly, thinking that Business they had worriedly, thinking that the extra work to be mentally checking on the market could in-waterly check the supply of canned food in their would be necessary in order to serve the evening
The necessary formulas were finished. Bairy stood up, "Is there any other business to come before the meeting?" "We're choosing the superintendent tonight," "we're choosing the superintendent tonight."
The baseball game was over. The home team had lost the game after their last pitch, Marpell had the loss of the game.
He did go to the phone and call Cooke, he was just ready to leave. "Mr. Cooke?" is Ms. Mes. Sneed talking. What time do you think that meeting will be over this evening? You about that? Thank you. I叫你 call you, and you can tell me it came. It all depends on Mr. Marry, and it might come to go out and attack him, but we ain't it might be better if I didn't. I have an inking of how he will vote, and I don't believe he has either. . . I call you at ten then. Goodbye!"
The People Waited
'For Righteousness' Sake
** * * * * *
It might appear that the above rather erratum is not like I do not like Washington University. Well, I do. My resentment is due to the feeling that I do a good school in very unattractive Some kind of lobbying should be done and some kind of inprint in the University Kansas UI uses this.
The crowd resumed its taiting and waiting for
behind him, and walked slowly up the street, grazing near his arm of himself each moment. Ms. Sueded saw him passing her house, impulsively she started to the door, to call him, but finally she took to vote against Peerner, but she stopped. Nobody knew just what Peerner would do for me; nobody knew why he would turn her into the table or the side. She would let him pass; perhaps Bower would overtress his part, and turn the tables her way. She did not know; there was at least an even way.
Halfway to the corner, he steppe-applied his halter again and started to turn. The crowd gagged his hair out when he reached the car, stopped. A large arm drew out from the carboard, strapped the boleros shock hands with the driver, climbed into the seat beside a beautiful young lady and rode
In the last will and testament of George Washington appears a clause bequeathing some property or the endowment of a university in the District of Columbia“to which the youths of the fortune and talents from all parts might be for the completion of their education in all the branches of police literature in arts and sciences... associting with other such and other friendships in Juvenile
A policeman pulled a white vehicle down the street in a parkway while wielding the stunner the man had hurriedly down the street after the car. People stopped talking to watch. Every driver (from left, everyone; spectators; every man) pulled up to order or fight over the hall. Police some enter their rear view when he hid biting
elbow and pushed and jammed each other toward its open door. As many as possible placed in initially the neck and all standing space was filled. Then the conductor closed the doors and the wheel car moved in. Those who were left behind failed and wanted for the next street car.
The "Hatchie circulation of 6000" is lower than that of any other college publication in the United States. The Hatchie Washington University paper links the Georgia Washington University press line into its life, and # link the element of "low flow, bad because."
piled, "I don't know them."
"Let's be honest," she said and offered her my shoes. She held them in place, and she could see some white pillar and insisted if I knew what they meant.
Jimmy bristle-bleu answered that it was the Lemonade Shop, "Lee, you know," added, for she looked quite plain. But after she looked quietly, "I didn't answer."
She was replied, "I don't know."
a message in of Max Bernheim's stories which is 'Out through the mall, and dimentched a dog. Out through the mall, and dimentched a dog. ... It was all very sinister and dismal! A dincy cat trying to look at a liger is an unassaint but outcleat character!'
We were visiting the Lincoln Memorial now last January and as we stood looking at the multiple stance a little party of Negress walked up the steps. One was a girl dressed in the height of our men's most accommodant to two young men who had come to see the tribute right before they had come to see the tribute right before they had made it possible for them to buy their Dodge car and their dearly hat. The girl's pretty neck and kid gloves probably cost several thousand dollars, but what 's across the river on Sunday? "What's across the river on Sunday?" We later, pointing across the Potomac to the Viola side opposite the Lincoln memorial, "Wellington Cemetery," I said and offered her my daughter. She remarked that she could have asked her. She remarked that she could have asked her.
it is strange to the thing of these thousands or indeed the strangest thing of these thousands or indeed the strangest thing of these thousands, standing up and down the floor, shivering on cold days before thy cool fire burnin' in old fashioned black grates, or trying to open windows which stick, or close doors that refuse to fly. Recently I sat in class and watched a large fry rat emerge from the basement of the University Library and disappear in the rueway of my apartment, frowevine, frowevine, I did sound scerely feel surprised to see a woman washing out one of the little iron balconies of "BIGL No. 0" (the buildings don't even bronze names!) or to hear an voice call in the dark halless "MIX O'Brien, did Dowan bring them potatoes?"
overhead on impatient father calling his little daughter, 'Sylvie! Sylvie! come here!' ("Who is Sylvie?" murmured my companion). The little girl was famously discovered in rapt attention before she blossomed. It was pain that that caused nothing for First Ladies—one might have thought that she was looking at the First Tree. Perhaps that she was childhood at the Fire Store. But children! tastes are unaccountable. But children! warmly thought that she should have been galeased, that the president's wife. Now you look, he scolded as he now, why did you look in Iodine. I told you Now you are away, why did you look in Coolidge! "Coolidge!"
The first time I heard a good fredman theme as "I gave what I known is known to the camp," I gave what I known is known to the camp, as "survival laugh." And do you mind saying, that black streaks of uneven brick and under pacing, and those disqued-looking trees and that tip beach" required. And it was the same.
leading to the old mascot.
think of Truth and Hatchens and the "one at one".
The string to this proud collegiate beat,
ever is that the circulation in 0496 became five-
year-olds, that is the "absence" on the "shoot" put you into.
We decide that attentions to the public happen,
because W. U. is not a bad place to learn things,
as physical appearance goes, however, it re-
resents an accident looking for someone to happen.
... When the Kindy Walks visitor Mount
Owens and stops on your way to your 8:30 o'clock,
he says, "Look at me, I don't like Green Hall and think to yourself that the Old Valley does look pretty good and wouldn't be able to visit cast and shoot some ggm". Here we attend
chairs in dingy building houses in their salads
we probably rooming houses of not-called
houses, indeed, together in one of the circular halls
of the droom which face on G street, which is
a way "thounghtoward". One coming from a university who is heard the "mean of dows in immemorial-ane式 street" the symbolism is striking.
one-way line indeed," thought I. T." Yeah, death
down the droom which face on G street, which is
The White House grounds were at their best! Beaks improved them immensely. On the other hand, ears improved them in magnificent growth. Now the scene was alive with color and movement.
The fountains were playing in the sunlight; the warm sun wind brought down petals on theerry trees and magellans; the red-cored MarinaBears jumped and wagged to her groomed appearance on the porch and wagged to her groomed appearance. Happy Cameras clicked, and "fathers and mothers lifted their cameras and said, 'Wave Mrs. Mothers.'"
Speaking of the lovely Washington springtime reminders of the most typical spring event, the Easter bloomning time is the season when the capital city, Mesa where there were thousands of videos, and the state, Arizona where many people to Mrs. Hewett's jury. From on high up, till six at eight several thousand little Riversia and Negros, Jama and Jama used with the pure Norcid element searching for the Easter Eggs. Balloons were purchased, lugged, sat on,乐失, punctured—and enticed. Events brought hunchles and sat under the tree, offering to offer Papa would waddle if I should come off the tree and for goodness' sake don't get that marshmallow egg in the hair.
THE MAGAZINE SECTION OF THE UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
g water. All pretty dreary.
When we remarked on the delicate beauty of the cherry blossoms and the dogwood trees, our young Maryland neighbors waged their heads crimsonly. "I guess you don't have so many trees," I guesstain do, do you? Your hardiness was quite a bonus to me, but hardery even uims out more than it does." One little subeboy wanted to know. "She always had the idea she was dry air wet west." She already干脆无忧, creme-challis sandwich when we assured her the small welcome. We did not find her dripping of dewweepes, patched deserts, slantage of dining water. All pretty dreary.
some town, Well, don't be so sure that people "couldn't be so don’t bulm." True, they don't ask you about the Red Men, but I will wager I were to you about the Red Men, you think we Indians out there would worry—they just love and confess they did. Tell between western points is touching to sit at the table. "Oh you're from Kansas City, my dentist serrated chritty," Oh you're from Kansas City, my dentist serrated chritty, "Do you know George Lewis?" He treated in the dental department of Washington University. Why do you know George Lewis? Still, I thought you might know him. So Louis isn't so far from Kansas City, it is? . . . You say you don't know George Lewis." He was decreed. It was easy to see that he thought I was decreed.
reiving him.
Westerner in Washington
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