MAGAZINE EDITION
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MAGAZINE EDITION
THE UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
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VOLUME XXI
No.95
They Lived Happily Ever After in the Story, but What Happens After the Author Leaves Them?
Any person with an understanding of life plus imagination knows there are no stories with either happy or unhappy endings. On paper the narration is safe in the arms of her lover, or with the wronged orphan girl seeking her solace in a muddy death in the East river, but who can help wondering what happens a few steps further along in the lives of the persons concerned may be capable to suppose that the hero will thank by a reckless motor, or that the poor girl will be saved from suicide by some men in a tug-boat?
It happens in life.
After all, the kind of ending you find in a story depends pretty much on where you stop reading it. As for instance:
"really girls, I think it is simply pathetic to see Marjorie. I believe she is honesty in love with Emerson," said Charity Dems suddenly while he wore a blouse.
the girls were playing Mah Jongg.
Dorothy, who was a large gruff-
voiced girl with the best heart in
the world, straightened up with great
decision and spoke. "Let's stop this
game right now and decide what we
should do. This is what she is a shame
when a girl like Marijah to tackle
for three and a half years and never
even has a date, much less a crush.
When then she has trouble with
her heart the man in the case insists
on the big brother role."
Fran The only freshman in the group Cher peeked into the broken mirror of her prize and patted her nose thoughtfully, with her none too clean puff and be marked widely "The trouble with Marj is that she is too quiet and modest. What Emma Kay needs is a hea-tion she will shock him, mock him, and ask for charity here would just fill the bill." Charity smiffed, rose and made a low cursey mok impression of the compliment. "Say girls, noble sisters in Theta Sigma, what do you say we give Marj a little coaching? I'll teach her a line of patter that will knock any man for a row. Alice can give her dancing lessons, and we'll cut off that hair and have it marriaged. How that? The rest is easy. I'll see she like, hate, and Marj can spread her stuff." It was a beautiful plan, they all agreed, and the entire chapter of thirty-five girls started whole-heartedly to reform their beloved member, but it was not an easy job. Marjorie was reluctant. She was a student and rebelled at the thought of suddenly turning "dizzy flapper."
1. Two weeks later, Charity Dennia waited on the Library steps for Emerson Kay. It was a cold winter day.
and she looked very small in her long e t she and floppy goloshes. Her cheeks t i ti they were very red and her blonde t n tii air had quite its curl waving to the dampness.
An at Last the young man came down,
he she snowy walk and the girl made a
mental note that she "must be dis-
Want and quiet and not give Marj
any competition" as she approached
palm.
"Why, hello Charity."
"Hello Emerson."
of "The reason I waited was to ask
up if you would care to ask Marjorie
and come to the subscription ball with
Nicola Flemming and me, next Saturday
Toked straight ahead not even ding-arring her fellow walker a smile. "Nic 'Why-yen of course, I'd like to go." Why-yen of course, I'd like to go. He shoulders and turned his law books.
**Prof.** Charity lowered her eyes and spoke to the student, "You don't know what a good job is for Marjorie is, Emerson. The girl says she is a trick dancer and she just lots of suitors at home." **Prof.** Emerson looked puzzled. "Funny, goobt I never thought of Marj being G. gat kind," he said.
They pauled in front of the Thai lady's ma house and the girl added, "At T'vong" would say I'm sure you will be waiting time. Good-bye until Saturday."
No. The night of the party soon arrived, there was great glutter and excitement all over the house. Marjorie was the very latest in 1924 flapper law on her shingled hair to her buckling. She was drained, reminded to carry on the bracelets of the time came. When Charity not rid her breathlessly that the boys
I come she ran hurriedly down to et them. Holding both hands but
in greeting to Emerson she looks laughingly into his eyes.
"Why, Marg...," he gasped.
"Margaret, ... he gave me."
"Oh." He gave me his mingle.
Really? Just for the sake of it to decorate you with the honor of the rosebud. Here! Hold down."
She took a flower out of her coral bouquet and reached up to his buttonhole, her snub nose very close to his chin. Then she patted him with her hand. He stared at something in his ear. Whatever it was, his eyes grew very large.
"Come on, you wonderful man, and take your Marj to the fine gig," she cried and shrugged into Alice's soft fur coat.
The party was a great success! Charity with all the power of her high voltage Irish eyes and musical voice had plead with a dozen more of her "suitors" to cut in on Marjorie they did. They did. The once wall flower danced hilariously with first one young man and then another.
Emerson seemed to be dancing about in a dream. His eyes were very large and he watched Marjorie constantly.
"She has him," whispered Charity to her partner. "See how she leads him on."
"Heavens, what a relief. That cramped my style. I had to play the Prisella or I'd have shown her on吧 She did but beady, by not you think And this wicked moon beside! I'm sure he's just mat about her now."
After the dance Act insisted that Emerson and Marjorie take his roadster because he and Charity wished to walk. The moon was full and the air not nearly so cold. The snow glittered under their feet and Charity kicked it viciously and did several in tricate dance steps.
UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS, LAWRENCE, KANSAS, FRIDAY, JANUARY 25. 1924
She whirled around and jumped into step with her partner, slipping her hand into his big one she whispered. "What does my Shiek think?"
When one-fifteen rolled around and no Marjorie, there was great excitement among the four plotters. They had tried studying and given it up as a bad job. So three of them crept down stairs in the dark and sat on the floor near the French doors. It seemed only fair that they should witness the farewell between the new lovers.
Charity was giving the others a detailed account of the evening "And then Ned cut in and sailed away with Marj, and Emerson looked so funny. I think he was horribly jeal..."
"Shh ... Sh... " whispered Alice "Here they are here." Gook, look, look at his arm around her waist, and, and her head is on his shoulder."
The story is complete. We believe the unattractive girl has been made attractive, that she has won the young man she has secretly loved, and that in time they will be happily married. But that is only your imagination. The story says merely "her head is on his shoulder." Read on.
INTERLUDE
So the girls rushed out and aided the freighter boy, heard his sad tale about the trachuscer ice, and the visit to the doctor who said Marjorie must be kept in bed for a week. It was a difficult party, but not so sad as the Little talk, which took place between Charity and Emerson the next day.
"Open the door," shouted Emerson. "Marjorie has sprained her ankle, and is fainting."
Emerson had come to ask about the invalid, and then had slumped down on the davenport beside Charity. "I must go and put two or three more hours on my Anthropology." she stated.
"You taking that hard stuff? Must be sort of a student."
"Oh no, not as much as I'd like to be," murmured the deceitful girl. "No. I know, Charity you are a lot different than I am. I sort of planned on asking Mariqorie to our formal next month. But she sort of scores me. I never know what to say. She has too a good line for me. I guess. Now, you're different, quite untidy and stupid. How would you like to take in the Beta formal?"
ADDENDA
And yet you know as well as Emerson Kay that it is a serial story and tomorrow will bring—what?
The tale is finished again.
L'ENVOI
*(Apologies to Klipping*)
When the last of the question was answered and the quits are all handed in when the last of the craming is over and the skin has hollow and thin; We shall re-read, we shall need it Lay off for a day or two Second Semester or enrolment if you have not
And those who made A's shall be happy
They can sign up for eighteen hours
And they will have the freedom
And feed they are known by The Power
We shall all make new resolutions
Finkens, Passers and all.
This time
And never backslide at all.
Our work shall be worthy of praise
And never deserving of blame
And never being unfair to ratings
 And no one will shirk in the game
But such for joy of study
But say, you believe all that stuff!
But say, you believe all that stuff!
You know they'll be gone soon enough.
Discourse on Courses Dominates Table Talk
"Do you know any good three hour course at 11:30?" a girl at the head of the table asked.
if they'll be gone soon enough.
—Winifred Hink
"Well I for one am not going to take anything this semester that'll make me work or possibly give me a "D." I can't afford it with all the D's I have already," a senior sitting in the housemother at the other end of the table exuded, turning the page of her new schedule vigorously.
"No one's answered my question about a good three hour class," reminded the one at the head of the room, who was a biologist, a political science and one in economics, but I can't decide which to take. Has anybody ever had Brown or Jonathan for economies? It seems to me *I* have been hard and gave terrible quizzes."
The girls at the table were making decisions about courses, while one of the members sat silently eating, with her eyes always on her plate. Suddenly she looked up and laughed. "I know what I can do. I'll take correspondence courses. I could easily go home after a lesson come home from work. Then when I come back I'll nearly be up with the rest of you."
That section of the long lunch table was silent for a moment until someone asked, "Hasn't anybody got a job?" I couldn't help but add, "These things I've decided to take?"
One of the few freshmen at the long table was trying to attract the attention of her roommate seated at the table. As tables, whispering and making gestures.
"Lets talk about something beside courses." I'm sick of studies to tell you the truth. This came from a sophomore who was wondering if she could ever pull through her final in psychology.
"Yes, I agree with you," another remarked. "Tve never heard such an intellectual conversation at the table in my life."
"Oh it's always this way," said junior who always managed to say something about her long experience at school, and her memory of important occasions sophomores and freshmen were too late to enjoy.
The president tapped her glass with her spoon. "There'll be a meet-and-greet at the marriage committee in room two to talk about fraternity, to decide on quiet hours."
During the past ten years more than 100,000,000 incandescent lamps have been exported from the United States to countries in every part of the globe.
Old Fraser Is Lonesome
Daserted Fraser is almost pathetic in its loneliness since the heart of the University has left it. The empty offices and echoing corridors with their memories of other years remind one of an old homestead which once surrounded the family of grow up and leave it, their old friend, but the old home stead does not forget—nor does Fraser.
Though most of the students may be innocent of excess sentiment for old places and will forget Fraser and its former glories, the old building has yet a few friends who keep it in mind. Some of the men who have had offices in Fraser for many years frequently stop in to "see how the remodeling is coming on" they ex-friends, one has a suspicion that they could like the old place. The new offices are much better, of course—more modern and everything, but the old building is home.
It was only yesterday that the work of administration went on in the rooms on the first floor of Fraser Hall, where we were all day long. Now the once busy place is neglected except for a few straggling students passing hurriedly through on their way to classrooms upstairs. The Chancellor's offices are in the entrance and students will not be lined up in the hall by the Business Office any more. The old office of the Dean won't be crowded with students coming from the semester, and groups won't be congregating around the chest stand.
When commencement brings back the old grads next June perhaps they too, will stop to greet the old building and remembering her past glories, will regret that her day is past.
College and Fraternity Fealty Invades Ranch
Back in the open country a hundred miles from the railroad there rooms a lowing herd of heavy shoulderless cattle and a huge herd the cattlement as the K. U. brand. And by the side of this herd of cattle gallop the horses of the cowbys who guard them and on the flank of them which make up the horse brand.
Not long ago Hal died but he left a living monument to his school and fraternity to carry on after him.
After three years of school at the University of Kansas, Hal Clark left the school in 1911 and went to Miles City, Mont., where he entered the ranching game. Success was a quick and welcome gardner and the small herd of cattle and the few horses soon grew to such proportions that Mr. Clark decided that the cattle should be letters of his school and the horses should bear the brand of his fraternity.
Statistics estimate that the world uses about 4,675,650,000 matches a year or an average of one match per individual for each individual the world over.
The next issue of the Kanan will be on Tuesday of next week. That will be the only issue during the exam period.
NOTICE
...
REACHING FOR THE MOON
Last night
I was out on the high road
There was no moon
I felt the stars and the stars—
I think they must be the knife
That the world has forbidden
I was out on the high road
With long wistful fingers
That slipped through the tracery of have twigs
And the stars
Sought for the fujitee moon
I was out on the high road
Last night
The frogs
Were beginning their wondering chorus
To the unbelieving moon
I, too, was seeking hopelessly,
Calling out from my soul—
You would not come,
I waited you so—
Last night
I was out on the high road
Alone.
N. C. H.
Matilda Investigates Morning Complexion
The fair Matilda was putting the finishing touches on her complexion before climbing the Hill to a ninth-class (Matilda never had ninth-class classes, for she needed that extra hour's sleep in the morning), when she thought to herself, "I wonder what rouge is made of?"
All morning she noticed the girls as they came into class, and as she passed them on the campus. Almost everyone obviously or semi-obviously bore on her face signs of having used rouge, and Matilda wondered how many of them knew what had on their countenances, "May I see," said Matilda to herself, "I shall go to the library and find out all about it, so that I can tell the girls whether they ought to use it or not."
The card index didn't offer much help to Matilda's eager questionings about beauty. One or two articles from her school book, *Relief of Barbarism*," she read, but found in them nothing of practical assistance. Turning them to her old standby, the Encyclopedia Britannica, and out several things about rouge.
In the first place, the word is French, but was originally Latin, rubus, meaning red, and it is applied by the French to the coloring substance of a brilliant carmine tint which is used by ladies fair all over it. Its basis is carthamus tinctorius, and it is obtained from he selfflower.
The Brittania remarks that it should be applied by means of a cannel's hair paint, puff powder, or a hare's foot. The Chinese, it is said, prefer the safflower-painted parsed from the safflower. When it is spread on the cards on which it is
lust, it has a brilliant, metallic green, soldier, but when it is moistened and lacquered it will still be delicate carmine tint. Matilda would have enjoyed learning more about this green rouge, but the Encyclopedia has nothing further to say about it.
In then conclusion, the writer of the article in the Britannica made this non-committal remark: "When rouge is properly prepared, it is said, its application does not injure the skin."
The pulp left after extracting oil from olives is burned as fuel in Snail
American Conception of China as Land of Laundries and Chop Suey a Myth, Says Siang Chu
"The average American thinks that China is a country of laundries and chop syes houses," said Slaing Cheng an analyst at Mellon Bank. "But as a matter of fact, there no laundries in China except those operated for the foreign population, so laundering for the native population is done to a large extent privately."
Chu added that chop suey is not so popular a dish in China as is commonly supposed. It is not often served with other dishes or delicious. The prevalence of the dish comes back to the time of the early nineteen when the Chinese ambassador then in Washington invited a number of Chinese students to lunch in a Chinese eating house.
"A certain American was telling a story about the discovery of American. He said that the Chinese were in World War II, but abandoned the country and home because the Indians were no clothes, and the laundry business would have no chance to flourish. They were the popular notion of the "Chinese."
The cook proclaimed that he had nothing to serve, whereupon the ambassador told him, 'Chop sayep', which means a mixture of small pieces. The cook gathered together a number of scraps and remains and served them, more delighted with the mixture. Its flavor came much more common when it in the country to which it is attributed.
In speaking of the impression of the Chinese created by the moving pictures, Chu said that in general the presentation is not highly idealized, and that Chinese actors do not like to play parts unfavorable to their country. Japanese actors usually play these parts.
"They are exhibited in the concession district, not in the Chinese quarter. Many of them are stories of hold-ups, train-wrecking, shooting, killing, scandal and themes of this nature. Some of the outrages come from pictures that are traceless back to the influence of pictures. If China were stronger, certain pictures would never find their way into the country."
"But if I depended on the movies to give me a picture of real American life, I would hold a very unfavorable impression of this country. Many bad pictures are imported in China from the United States, where most of them are prohibited from being shown.
For Western peoples to understand the Chinese, a knowledge of the language, literature, customs, and mode
UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS
PROGRAMME of the
Lastly, Chu commented on the indifference of Americans toward anything foreign, and on the superficial manner in which they study things.
He said, for example, that journalists go to China on a tour lasting perhaps a month. They then come back and interview people. You can see they have understood the country.
FIRST ANNUAL EXAMINATION June 18th and 19th, 1867
First K. U. Program
TUESDAY, JUNE 18th, 1867
Chu's home is in Pekin. In the University, he is studying economics and political science. He has been with the University since his coming to K. U. he attended Park college. He is a member of the Cosmopolitan club and also of the Chinese Students' Union and Missouri, of which he is secretary.
9 O'clock
10 O'clock
$ \textcircled{2}d $ Arithmetic ... F. H. Snow
1st Arithmetic ... F. H. Snow
Virgil's Aeneid ... D. H. Robinson
Physiology ... E. J. Rice
Xenophon's Anabasis D. H. Robinson
of thinking is necessary, according to Chu. The Chinese are not mysterious and inscrutable as is com-
mon sense, but the 'mask-like features' are a myth.
No racial prejudice exists between China and Japan, Chu remarked in telling of the relations of the two countries. Japan wants to exploit the benefits of cooperation than other nations want. The open-door policy gives all nations equal opportunity to extend their economic interests in the country. Theoretically, there is no most favored nation in American America has certain advantages.
"I regarded Americans as being nysterious, too," he added, "but now that I have learned the language, lived among the people, and read their literature, they do not seem nysterious at all. A mind that has been made up to accept certain things will believe anything."
Caesar ... D. H. Robinson
B. Latin ... E. J. Rice
With regard to the political situation, Chu said that there is nothing the matter with China; she is hopeful. A few military leaders are trying to meet their own interests, but the people are fighting for the Chinese republic.
As to social conditions in China, Chu said that the position of women is misunderstood here; that the mother holds the most honored position in the family, in a society which is built on the family system. He said further that slavery was never an inference. Only in times of famine or poverty can women voluntarily sell themselves to wealthier ones to relieve the suffering.
"China will be a republic forever," emphasized Chu. "The monarchic idea was never very deeply rooted in the country. Even when monarchy existed, it was only a figurehead. The real government was a social democracy." China. The one represents the old regime, the other the people."
WEDNESDAY, JUNE 19th, 1867
10 O'clock
19 O CHECK
University Algebra ... F. H. Snow
English Grammar ... E. J. Rice
Plane and Spherical
Geometry ... F. H. Snow
Cicero's Orations ... D. H. Robinson
French ... E. J. Rice
12 O'clock
Rhetorical Exercises
UNIVERSITY OF KANSAS
The Fall Session will commence on Wednesday, September 11th, 1867.
The regular examination for admission into the college classes will occur on Tuesday, Sept. 10th, commencing at 9 o'clock.
The preparatory course has been excavated in years, and the standard is applied to the area accordingly. Funnel Fuse. Board reasonable. A first floor suite. Inappropriate apartments has been secured.
The advantages offered are equal to any in the west.
For further information address the Faculty,
E. J. Rice
D. II. Robinson
F. II. Snow
*History* ... E. J. Rice, Lawrence, Jan. 1st, 1867,
—but courtesy of the I
Lawrence, June 11, 1867.
b by courtesy of the Lawrence Journal-World.
Alumnus Hatches Turkeys as Vocation
Hatching wild turkeys from eggs in Guatemala, and raising them until they are strong enough to be brought back to the United States, has been the work conducted by Harry Malone A. B. 2017*, since he left the University of Hawaii. He has been collecting other biological specimens for the U. S. government.
Malloie returned to Washington, D. C., last month, and is recovering from malaria fever in a hospital there. He expected to return to Lawrence, but now plans to get back to Central America in time to secure
the eggs at the right time for hatch ing. The young turkeys, which in brought back from his last trip are surviving the cold weather in fine shape, according to a letter from Maleis.
Malleis had a little difficulty with other things than the fever, down there. He had a shotgun shipped in and the natives thought that he was starting another insurrection. But affairs quieted and in spite of the difficulties Malleis is anxious to get back to his work.
The motor transport corps at Carnegie Tech, will repair students' motors free of charge. This is generally kept secret.