SUNDAY, JANUARY 13, 1929
THE UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
PAGE SEVEN
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Love Expression Only Requirement to Unite Chinese
Modern Youth Destroy Traditions of Celestial Kingdom Mores and Laws
and Laws
D. C. BESS
Peking, she, 12. (UP) "Communica-
nion monitoe patente" which made the first appearance in North China about a year ago. The city has been densely populated during the past few weeks by a young couple of foreigners. This method for living together is eventually now in China and its obviously line has been imported from the East.
The decline of the old Chinese man range system, which has been gradual for many years past, is now much its final picture with a three run business, and even marriages for 11 which were considered radical or two ago, are too conservative the more ancient young people.
In western countries, where wives have been more or less in married matters for persuasion, they have been a potent month, even weeks, cannage appreciated. It has not been easy in China for young people to be admitted to the countryside selfs. This mother was attractively timely by thde parents, and that been true of many people, only the chosen prominent families.
The professional gale that has been a feature of Chinese social life this being a woman or woman who voted much to make more matches, scrapping out husband and wife for the return for a possible lot. If larger cities, this institution is appearing very rapidly.
Daring Marriage Plans
In the slow changes in marriage the way we see it has begun to be placed by a dizzy revolution in Chinese marriage society in new ways. The tradition of weddings is shelved. Inside place is not the congeniality marriages of the past, but the modernization in America and Europe. This contemporary tailed with a young Chinese woman with a beautiful Chinese old friend in China of today, she mitted, "I have heard that 'dare' in America often shows the older man dressed as a shock women of twenty-five." The system of marriages, when becoming most popular, appears to have been disrupted by the newspapers. This announcement signed by their godmother with ya wamen, in denounced adultery love each other and therefore due to be married. There is no ome many啪啪 on commitment announcements is sufficient.
Until very recently marriages were one of the chief offenses of Civil society, but today they have become constitutional fortunes. *Knownmint* (Council Party) urged repeatedly that marriage devices have been accepted as we heartily loved by the more advanced yeat most religiously married marriages, not most nothing.
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Dizziness May Be Traced to Infected Teeth or E
Philadelphia, Fau, Jan, 12...Dress may often be traced to infecth. tousled or earr. stained George. Overseas of this idle girl.
The greatest single cause of illness is a focus of infection in toenails, sinuses, ears or elbows. It can also occur in the roots of the tooths in the socket of teeth form packets of pus. The packets may alter and penetrate the bone, causing pain and dislizzness. The focus of such ephage infection is most often the teeth believes. Other people are more likely to have toenails that more bridge width and the tech which harms gums, to younger people. Doctor Michael leshens his lection on dentures and toenails to music among the patients.
Goodland, Ken, Jan. 12. (117)
Materials that govern their own actions down the lobby without being a help to an injury without being a help to an injury by violation of a law.
City Statute Prohibits Cars on Main Sts
When the city council recently vised the city advertisements, they for one that made it unlawful to drive a motor car down the main street. For years the advertisement was an statute enforcement fine. But on account of a great number of automobiles, no aware of the rule.
The ordinance was named years when one of the first automobiles caused an atm of horror on the main street, weathering in ra
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THE MAGAZINE SECTION OF THE UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN. January 13, 1929
PAGE FOUR
OWNERSHIP
Dearest, I have loved you well.
Too well, and with all of my heart,
I thought you had loved me—
(You say) what art?
(Yes, I admit it—I fell.)
To you I gave my heart's key.
Well, you took it, bent it.
What is it? I have it bent.
But what is that—to me?
Now?
Today it is completely mine!
Cecilia and the Bells
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am 11". And then she hears her beloved hells,
"she-s shetures, enrailed, thrilled!" They seem to
ber the music of all the souls who gave themselves
to a God of love and goodness.
Today, it is completely mine!
Another picture: Cecilia, grown to superb maturity, radiant, benevolent. She is busy. Tenderly she cares for her suffering patient, a little girl. This child has fallen victim to a fatal forcerunion of death. Her parents, simple, genial, sorrow for their only offspring, and beseach the Virgin for the "Lady Who Loves the Bells." The light grows dim—a premature death.
Happy was Cecilia, the woman happy in a mission of good as on the times when she sleeps away for her vacation.
It was a cold winter, that just five years ago, and Norcane was buried under a drift of snow before December was in. Cecilia's strength was weakening under the strain of her frequent tigers (but not so her heart). In spite of all, she had boarded and exchanged all she owned in order that Christmas might come to Narcene. It was not much she had, but her savings from a needless work were a most useful item; before Christ needled work with him there, lying in Nana's kit. The plans, however, were no whiit cooled. They entailed the leaving of baskets of food and gifts at the doors of the village's poorest.
The night came, and many villagers found basketets of food and gifts on their doorsteps. They heard the curfew ring as usual; so did Cecilia, woman and angel. Her limp form was found Christmas morning in a nook in the wall of St. Anthony's. "Twas in that same spot, declared the villagers that she was want to stop a moment to drink in the harmony of those bells up in the towers.
What's that, good stranger, not a tear? Here, mine host, a tankard of goodly Rhenish for my faithful audience; he seems sad.
With the Lambs
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a Roman Catholic convert amongst the biodiversity of Japan." A paralysis caught his throat but continued to laugh. "It was a bit like a sword."
"But Mr. Lamb, good heavens! How is it possible you can allow yourself such questions? What instance could you bring from the poem that would bear you out in these insinuations?"
So beautiful, indeed! Beautiful! J just think of a gump of Wapping Vagabonds all covered with pitch and chewing tobacco. And the old gentleman himself—what do you call him? the brighty-sleeved man?
But De Quincey heard no more; he clapped his hands to his ears and shut his eyes, tightly. When the indistinguishable murmur stopped, he took down his hands, and looked at Lamb as if he were something particular about him. He was particularly looking at knitting in a half smile, spoke. "If you please, sir, we will grace before we begin."
"Instances!" said Lamb. "I'll instance you, if you come to that. Instance, indeed! Pray, what do you say to this—
"The many men so beautiful. And they all dead did lie."
De Quincy was determined there should be no further beginning. He talked to Miss Marie, speaking fast so that her brother Charles should have no chance to get started again. He found her kind and thoughtful, genuinely anxious to repair the hurt which she knew Charles had given. Anxiety was possible, in all desecency, to bear. De Quincy as he harried down the street he shuddered once.
"It's not good for youngsters to make idols of us older men; I was just helping him find out what he soon must know, that we're all common clay. But the difference is color, but Coloridge yows me, and will understand."
Back in Temple Lane, Mary repressed her brother. "Didn't you see that young man was terrified, shocked and confused?"
The brother and sister smiled at one another
Kywotin
inc a bleeding hand and in the other carrying my coyote by the scuff of the neck.
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"He bit me," dad announced furiously
"Wha't—what should I do to him?"
"Give me," said dad, "the chloroform." Give me a hatch! I prefer a double shot placement. Give me
The coyote had inherited none of the fear of the cold but enough irritable savagery to supply a managing tiger, a killer wolf, and a snapping turtle. He was so absurdly small that his rages were ridiculous. As be grew older I scared darted touch him, though always small children could play with the coyote. Because I panicked Kwintin I was his prey.
Now the time neared in June for our annual fishing trip to Wisconsin. Why I could not be bent to think of disposing of that mean tempered, thermically snarling, young coyote I do not know. On the other hand, I could not give up the vision of mine for hunting and trout treatments and stay in Kentucky with him.
Younger brother looked up from the wrapping of a n fly rod. "Do you actually mean--do you mean that you would actually ruin our whole trip with that revote?"
"Kywottin is going with us," I announced
Dad gave a monstrous sigh and gazed at me marvelously.
"he won't be any trouble," I said. "How could he be—only a three months' old coyote? Why dad, I'll get him a little harness and chain and keep him in a basket."
Dad pulled Kyowitin by the tail out of the tackle box whereupon Kyowitin turned and slashed dad's hand. Kyowitin stood at bay—green-eyed, snirling, expecting a slap and ready to meet it.
"I would preserve an Indian leopard" said tail firmly, "so a wild boar. Our vacation won't be a bane." The kids shouted.
"I am worried that Kyowittin will become lost in the forest there."
"That is a thoughts," said dad as with the dawning of a new hope, and attempted to disentangle Kyolwitin from a silken fishing line.
Those people who say that there are no hardships in modern travel have never taken a young prairie wolf one thousand miles. Kwyotin stayed in his basket as long as it lasted, which was very cold, but the water was refreshing. He loved to balance along the backs of the seats and every time the car gave a jolt he fell down someone's neck. Service men at gasoline stations patted Kwyotin and with no manners at all he smarred and bit them. And thus we had a thirsty animal most lovingly loyale in the heart of Wisconsin forests.
"Goodbye to our Kansas corvote," said dad unfastening Kyouwiin's leash.
Kyowitm sat, down, yawned, and curled asleep in a bed of pine needles.
"I can't bear it," said dad.
"Don't get discouraged. He's got a whole month to get lost up here," said younger brother.
"Yeah, if someone don't steal him," said Ed the guide.
"no half-wit," said dog, "would be foolish enough to steal that coyote—unless I paid him for it."
"By fall the bounty on that 'er wolf's scalp is worth thirty dollars. And if he don't get stole he'll wander away with one of these brush wolves around here. -And if he don't wander away or get stole he'll probably die on account of the change of climate."
"Coyotes never die a natural death," said deserted. I turned to look and my coyote had vanished. I called and whistled and searched. He was gone. A few hours later, his coyote had tempered beast without faith or affection.
That night on the tent's brown canvas came the drumming pat of rain. We slept.
"Something," dad howled, "is biting my feet."
I snapped on the flashlight. Two green eyes glowed out of the darkness; then there stepped into the light a small coyote wagging his tail. Dad gave a groan and collapsed upon his mattress. I picked up Kyotwin who she snarked and bit me, and through the trail it carried him to the small camp
Kywotin began to take a pert interest in forest affairs. He watched intently and seriously a red squirrel delivering his profane opinion of young coyotes from the platform of a pine tree. The coyote ate the blue breeches growing in the woods. And in the early morning he would stiff-ill upon the ground with cold. I have often come upon Kywotin far from camp. He paid no attention to me but trotted in and out
Eggs and Corncakes
Continued from page two
*sensing suspicion that we would have welcome*
it three times a day.
During the time when Carl and I were not working or worrying about the possibility of our ever having the pleasure of a good meal, we decided our久时 to fishing, swimming, pitching horseshoes, playing basketball and swimming. The natives would gather around the store, and all of us would play marbles. Achy, the store keeper, owned the only marbles in that viability, and so the success of the party depended upon his attendance. After the marble game trailed up Carl and I, the party went on to another nature in the lake nearby. Several times during these nautical expeditions some member of the party would discover a couple in a caupe drawn up in some dark spot. When questioned, they always admitted a weakness for the observation of astronomical phenomena, but the astronomy part of their pastime was limited to grazing at starry eyes and set at starry skies.
One day Carl and I were accustomed by two bashful girls who informed us that we were invited to a party to be given at the home of one of the girls the next night. Once more the world seemed rosy, and we had great visions of a pleasant supply of refreshments, which would be a welcome surprise for everyone. The evening of the party arrived, and after doming our best overalls, we set forth, confident that we would return well filled with cake and ice cream. We also looked forward to the opportunity to dance, for it had been nearly two months since we had had the pleasure of dancing for the first time in a masterpiece of syncopation. When we arrived at the party, you can imagine our surprise when we found that the orchestra consisted of two boys playing, "The Bear Went Over the Mountain" on mouth organs, while a third kept time to the music by drumming with the guitar. As they began dancing a foottrot or waltz, our dismay, they began a square dance. Neither Carl nor I had ever seen, much less舞ed, a square舞; so we sent the time waiting for the refreshments to be served. Time wore on, and still no refreshments were forthcoming, and so we continued dancing as that they had no intention of serving any. We left in disgust, and as far as we were concerned, the whole affair was a "hop." That night I dreamed of all the dainties I had planned to consume, but the next morning found me sitting down to my regular cakes and coffee with my classmates, discovering oder to remind me of my shattered dreams.
The so days passed; and when the time for departure arrived, it was not without regret that we took leave of the scenes of our ups and downs, even if most of them were downs. During our stay we had come to know the hill people more intimately, and had formed a real affection for them, as they are the most picturesque and good natured class of human beings I have ever known, and not the few loving desperate ones who came to visit us on our hiking togs and left the citizen of Powerse, the village that "just happened." to gossip about the boys from the city who spent their vacation among them.
the pathes of sunlight as though on important business of his own.
One afternoon I trout-fished far upstream, I noted a movement in the boulder-stream bank and watched. Two redfin yellow eels moved through the grass. One of them was longer, the other longer a lank, big jointed, half grown puppy. New tawny fish had replaced the moth eaten wool. Wild as a fox he looked, alert and the skyr charm of the old worm.
"Where did you come from?" I inquired.
He wagged his tail, elfily grinned, then ventured lightly out upon the rocks. I waded over. With my fingers I rumpled his ears, tipped his slender muzzle and looked into the coyote eyes which had changed from pale gray yellow to the color of amber. They drew their teeth across the stream the coyote gat down on the stone and howled. I could not understand. Had the coyote changed!
No he had not—not permanently anyway, for when he trotted into camp that evening he slunk back and snarled when I stretched out my hand to him.
"a coyote's a mean, anakin', venous animal."
said Eo. the guide, cooking his decept hat at another angle, "and your coyote is a disgrace to coyotes."
Pictures of Kwynell, made by Miss Squire,
was on exhibition in east Administration
building.
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(To be Continued in Next Issue)
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