UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
Original student paper of the University of Kansas
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EDITORIAL REPORT
Braydon paper
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Leon Hastings Ames Rogers
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Guy Scriver J. M. Miller
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Glendon Allvine Paul Brindle
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Entered as second-class mail matter September 17, 1910, at the post office at Lawrence, Kansas, under the act of March 3, 1879.
Published in the afternoon five times a week, by students of the University of Kansas, from the press of the Department of Journalism.
Address all communications to UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN Lawrence, Kansas Phone. Bell K. U. 25.
The Daily Kansan aims to picture the undergraduate in Kansas; to go further than merely printing the class name on the University Mold; to play no favorites; to be clean; to be cheerful, to be charitable; to solve more serious problems to wiser heads, in all, to serve the community; to identify the degree of the University.
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TUESDAY, JUNE 1. 1915
Fancy, like the finger of a clock runs the great circuit, and is still at home.—Cowper.
THAT FACULTY GAME
THAT FACULTY GAME
For four long, weary years, the senior class has struggled along the thorny road to learning. Now the time for revenge is at hand. Next week, the professors will march bravely out to battle, armed with gloves, bats, and misit uniforms perhaps, but their fall will be quick and sure.
It is an impossible conflict, this portly and middle-aged baseball nine against agile young men. What chance can the e'derly professors have in athletics when T. R. can't mount a horse any more without falling off? Of course Mr. Roosevelt won't admit that it was his age, but then he can't be expected to. And when this aggregation of Ph.Ds try to beat the senior men in a game of baseball, their knowledge of mathematics, chemistry, history and the interior construction of invisible germs won't even get them a base on balls. Suppose one of them does know what kind of suspender buttons were in use 240,600 B. C. will that help him knock a home run?
But the professors have had fair warning, and if they recklessly expose themselves, they can't complain if they are hanging on the short end of the score at the end of the ninth.
DEFENDING HIKES
What is more invigorating or beneficial than walking? Here it is that one can truly appreciate the beauties of nature, the fresh cool breeze of early morning, the dawn, and with quite a different feeling, the scorching sun of noon. How refreshing a cool drink tastes after tramping all morning; with what relish one gobbles down the few sandwiches in his knapsack; how restful it is to stretch under the trees for a few minutes. Those speeding past on the train or in an automobile do not get all of this, they miss the details of the landscape and merely get a blur of swimming fields and riders. Even the horseback rider cannot fully appreciate the distance from one farmhouse to another.Even he does not notice each little bridge, each little curve in the road. He may enjoy riding but that does not bring the blood tingling all over his body, as a good long walk.
WHY A TRADITION?
Why is the accustomed more appealing? It is, so much so that new colleges which have not had an opportunity to inherit tradition en-
devor to cultivate it, and insist on the faithful performance of their five-year-old rites with twice the exactness of detail which is used in Oxford or Cambridge.
Economically the yearly repetition has its advantages. It gives a permanence to beneficial customs; it offers economy of thought in planning; it furnishes interested persons, within and without the institution, an opportunity to calculate on what is to come. Are these sufficient for the habit of annual recurrence of each event?
No, not by themselves. But there are other reasons to justify them What gives a stronger bond between class and class? And after all the sentiment is enough reason it itself. It is the same sentiment that makes family pride and patriotism and affection sends the university farther than calculation does.
LOSING THE SUBSTANCE
And have you ever heard about the two poor Arabs quarreling on the desert? Out in the burning sun, with nothing in sight for mile after mile but lifeless air and burning sands, they disputed as to which one of them should have the shadiest part of the shadow their faithful camel was casting. Back and forth, in and out they tossed their words, now one, now the other getting the ascendency in the argument.
They became hot, and tired, and cross in the process, and soon forgot the subject they were quarreling about altogether. And the camel quietly walked away, leaving them to die of heat on the desert sands.
They quarreled for shadow, and lost the substance.
WHY STOP NOW?
WHY STOP NOW?
Long years ago, some people with
The dawn grew golden in the east,
The world was awakened,
The world, the world of men, awake,
The world, the world of men, awake.
A WOMAN'S HAND
And as he spoke he took her hand in his—he could not understand!— And held it, tiny, white and alm, While she in silence gat at him.
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"Soft little birdlike thing"
May time and tol," he murmured,
"wonder."
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But he could never understand—
Then she, with one strange wistful Drew back the hand he idled took. And, smilingly, hid it from his gaze When he bent low, and went his ways.
The little hand remained the same
and the thumb was the same.
To take its tenacity away, move
it slightly to the right.
For in the world its only part
he is not in it. He is not
—Oh awayward hand so white and
he is not here.
I will be there.
When a Man Comes to Himself By Woodrow Wilson
We fully appreciate the generous purpose of those who labored to give us our beautiful campus. But we ought to go farther. The trees and iliac hedge intimate strongly to us that we should add our little portion to the campus.
a vision of the future planted a few cottonwoods on the Hill. Some more people came a'ong and planted the elms, box-elders and ash trees on the hilltop and in the hollow, Marvin Grove. Somebody else set out the "Lane O' Pines" over by the cliff back of Administration Building. Some engineers once had a provident and kindly thought, so they planted a lilac hedge. All of which is a source of pleasure to every student in the University.
slim—
That ached with all its love for him.
—Arthur Stringer.
(This extract from President Wilson's little essay on "When a Man Comes to Himself" will be a most inspiring message both to those who are soon to go out from the kindly walls of their Alma Mater and begin their climb in the world, and to the greater number of us who must adjust ourselves to the world than that of the campus for a few months.—Editor.)
Pandora's Box
OUIZ-WEEK WEATHER
The old weather man has been rather cruel to Kansas students these last few weeks. When the date-rue is off, and the "Bright Lights" have nothing to worry about in the matter of quizzes, and furthermore when the time of our pleasant sojourn in this
It is a very wholesome and regenerating change which a man undergoes when he "comes to himself." It is not only after periods of recklessness or infatuation, when he has played the spendbdrift or the fool, that *m* man comes to himself. He comes to himself after experiences of which he alone may be aware; when he has left off being whoever he was, he will become a very petty plan that centers in himself; when he has cleared his eyes to see the world as it is, and his own true place and function in it.
It is a process of disillusionment. The scales have fallen away. He sees himself soberly, and knows under what conditions his powers must act, as well as what his powers are. He has got rid of earlier possessions about the world of men and affairs, both those which were too favorable and those which were too unfavorable—both those of the nursery and those of a young man's reading. He has learned his own paces, or, at any rate, in a fair way to learn them; has found his footing and the true nature of the "going" he must look for in the world; over what sort of roads he must expect to make his running, and at what expenditure of effort; whither his goal lies, and what cheer he may expect by the way. It is a process of disillusionment, but it dishearts no souls. He made him wise in a light which grades the way looked to any man whose eyes are fit for use in the open, but which shines wholesomely, rather upon the obvious path, like the honest rays of the frank sun, and makes traveling both safe and cheerful.
Adjustment is exactly what a man gains when he comes to himself. Some men gain it late, some early; some get it all at once, as if by one distinct act of deliberate accommodation; others get it by degrees and quite interceptibly. No doubt to most men it comes by the slow processes of experience—at each stage of life a little. A college man feels the first shock of it at graduation, when the boy's life has been lived out and the man's life suddenly goes. He has measured himself with boys; he knows their code and feels the spur of their ideals of achievement. But what the world expects of him he has yet to find out, and it works, when he has discovered it, a veritable revolution in his ways both of thought and of action. He finds a new sort of fitness demanded of him, executive, thorough-going, careful of details, full of drudgery and obedience to orders. Everybody is ahead of him. Just now he was a senior, at the lower end of his school, of good condition and pattern of good form. Of a sudden he is a novice again, as green as in his first school year, studying a thing that seems to have no rules—at sea amid crosswinds, and a bit seasick withal. Presently, if he be made of stuff that will shake into shape and fitness, he settles to his tasks and is comfortable. He has come to himself: understands what capacity is, and what it is meant for; sees that his training was not for ornament or personal gratification, but to teach him how to use himself and develop faculties worth using. Henceforth there is a zest in action, and he loves to see his strokes tell.
happy, care-free college atmosphere is drawing; to a close, it surely is a shame to have the weather spoil it all. Why, it is almost more fun to sit up and study for a final than to go sloshing around in pools of water ankle-deep, spoiling your new slippers, ruining your sweet disposition, and incidentally developing a spring-cold.
Surely a man has come to himself only when he has found the best that is in him, and has satisfied his heart with the highest achievement he is fit for. It is only then that he knows of what he is capable and what his heart demands. And, assuredly, no thoughtful man ever came to the end of his life, and had time and a little space of calm from which to think about his life, but it was what he had done unselfishly and for others, and nothing else, that satisfied him in the retrospect, and made him feel that he had played the man. That alla seems to him the real measure of himself, the real standard of his manhood.
And think of all those wonderful nights two or three weeks ago—warm and moonlightish and altogether fascinating. Then we had to stay in the house, or at the most have a short library date, so you could enough to get used to the night air by the time you reached the house.
If you stop to think of these, as perhaps the weather man did, the full significance of these damp, raw nights dawns upon you. You then realize that they were not made with the intention of pleasing you, but to furnish coolness and comfort to the aching brain of these "crammers."
On the other hand, let us forget our own illuminating selves, we people, you know, who do not have to "bone" for quizzes, and had planned to make these last few days record ones in having a good time. Remember that we are the minority up here. There is a vast throng of poor, benighted souls who insist upon playing all the year around, who never regard the date-rule on any occasion, and who now must drink strong coffee and at least two cokes before staying up all night to cram their empty heads full of a little knowledge.
LOOKING FROM THE CLOISTER'S SHADOW
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BRITAIN'S NEW MINISTRY
The one fact that dominates in the formation of a coalition ministry in Great Britain is Kitchener's retention of his place as war minister. He is healed of the burden of providing munitions all the time he is providing men his efficiency is imputed to him, as the chief of the empire enlarged. He is really given a freer hand than he had before and the responsibility of keeping magazines, caissons and cartridge boxes filled is thrown upon his critics. The minister of munitions, Lloyd George, must do better than Kitchener has done or stand condemned as his inferior. Lloyd George lacks not in energy, but he is taceless and often lets his tongue run away with him, as he did when he stirred up the working classes by accusing them of being so as to殿刑 that impaired their refricency as munition makers. He will be dependent in his new office on the very class he has berated, but probably Henderson, the Laborite member of the ministry, wilhe'p him out.
Another appointment related to the Kitchenster controversy is that of Sir Stanley Buckmaster to succeed Haldane as Lord Chancellor. Buckmaster is a very commonplace man, Lord Haldane a very eminent lawyer, a scholar and an administrator. He has been accused of "German sympathies." He may have been indirectly in some expressions, but the Germany with which he is publicly known to sympathize is the Germany of scholarship, not the German of swordsmanship. However, it is wise for Asquith to free himself from the companionship of men under suspicion in public opinion. Buckmaster's claim to notoriety rather than fame is his service as censor. A very stupid censor he has been. Editors and reporters have been punished for publishing what are military secrets; newspapers have been allowed to discuss the shortage of ammunition, a condition that should never have been made public by the press or by politicians. That was a military secret, which justified extraordinary measures of repression. The significance of Buckmaster's promotion after all his blundering is that it is a slap in the face administered to Lord Northlife, the real leader of the press campaign against Kitchener.
Some of the appointments reflect Asquith's political necessity for conciling the Unionists. Balfour, if he really undertakes to direct the Admiralty, is not likely to be any improvement on Winston Churchill. Able as Balfour is, his abilities are not those required for the successful administration of a fighting department in a great war. What Great Britain needs is a naval Kitchener. Some other appointments have an ad hoc function. Mr McKinnon is not the equal of Lloyd George whom he succeeds as Chancellor of the Exchequer, and if Churchill was to be retained at all he is worthy of a better place than Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster.
Outwardly Great Britain in the formation of a "national ministry" is following the example of France. It will be well if Great Britain goes still
further in its imitation. One hears little about the French Ministry, for it has sensibly resolved itself into an auxiliary of Joffre. Joffre is France because France is Joffre. On him rests tremendous responsibilities which the Ministry refrains from making heavier by interference.
Filius—"Father, why do you have to have a vacation?"
Paterfamilias—"So that I can get rested up to do the work of the next man that is to have a vacation so that he can get a rest after doing my work while I was away."—Cornell Widow.
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