The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current, May 05, 1910, Image 1

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VoL IX. No, 131.
Price 5 Cents.
Treated, fwiaohem
of Europe purplod in the dis
tance. Nearby, tho cypress .for
ests of Chnlki island rose up in
Jan Noruda by Qrin
The excursion steamer from
Constantinople brought us tothe
island of Prinkipo and we step
pe ashore. Our party was not
large a Polish family father,
mother, tho daughter- and her
lover; then we two. And lest I
forget, there was a youthful
Greek who joiticd us just before
we Grossed tho wpoden bridgo
that leads out pf Constantinople,
Judgrpg from tho oanvas which
he tiarricd under his arm he must
have been a painter. Long dark
tresses hung over his shoulders,
and hia. deeply-set black; eyes
contrasted strangely with his pale
cheeks. At first he -interested
me, especially because of his
goniality and his familiarity with
current events. But I soon Jound
hirautoo garrullous and turned to
tho others.
The Polish family was all the
more agreeable. Tho parents were
kind, cheerful folk; the fiance
was a sincere, upright young man
of polished manners. They had
comq to Frinkipo to spend the
summer months on account of
tho daughter, who seemed some
what sickly. She was a beautiful
girl, though rather pale, and ap
peared to "be either convalescing
or just falling prey to some sick
ness. She leaned against her
lover and often stopped to rest.
A dry cough frequently inter
rupted her whispers and then her
companion would stop consider
ately and give her a look full of
sympathy, which she returned as
if to say, " Oh, it's nothing I am
happy.'' pdth were imbued with
a spirit of chorf ijlncss and q faith
in their futuro health and happi
ness. At tho Greek 's 'advice the fam
ily took up lodgings at an inn on
the heights. The landlord was a
Frencliman and his house was
furnished in the comfortable and
elegant French style.
We breakfasted together, and
after the hot southern breeze had
subsided, we all set out for the
pine groves on the heights in or
der to revivo our spirits with the
view. Hardly had we sought out
u comfortable resting place, when
tho Greek appeared. He greeted
us lightly, looked around for a
favorable spot, and sat down a
few paces from us. Ho laid out
, liis, canvas and began to draw.
"J think he. js stting up close,
to the bpulder purposely so that
we cannot sco his drawing," I re
marked, "Well, wo don't heed to watch
him,;i said tho -young Pole, "there
is enough to see here"" And pres
ently he acldeti, " .believe he
js using us aginodols; well, let
There was certainly onough to
see. The world offers no grander
retreat than Prinkipo. The polit
ical martyr, Irene, Jived there a
Uiontli. in. exile. if I cpujd spend
a'jnonth of'my life hero IshquJd
fee happy ever after with tho" re
membrance, of it. I can never for
got that memorable day,
The air was clear as crystal, so
balmy and delicious that the soiil
.seemed to be rocked on its Ijpsom.
Across the sea to the right tow-
crpd the. brown mountains of
Asia; to the? left the steep shores
sad, dreamy picture interrupted
by a large sanatorium which
crowned one of the high hills.
Below, like some glistening opal
reflecting myriad colors, lay the
quiet waters of the White sea.
In the distance it shone milky
white; closer it had a rosy hue:
between the two islands it glowed
a fiery orange, and below us it
took on tho soft groonish-blue
color of a transparent sapphire.
It lay there in silent grandour;
pot a' large. ship was to be seen;
only two small boats flying the
English flag chased each other
along tho shore ; one was a steam
er, the other a row boat, and as
the twelve oarsmen raised tho
oars simultaneously, molton silver
dripped back into tho sea. Con
fidential dolphins circled about
over the surface of tho water.
Eagles soared silently in the blue
sky as if measuring the great gap
between heaven and earth.
fa? The whole slope before us was
crimson with blossoming rose's,
whose fragrance pervaded the at
mosphere. Muffled strains of mu
sic came up through the clear air
from the cafe on the short.
The scene was soul-stirring. All
of us sat reverently silent, drink
ing in the heavenly picture with
all our souls. The Polish maiden
lay on the verdant sod, her head
updn her lover's breast. Her pale,
delicate face began to glow and
unbidden tears sprang to her ex
pressive blue eyes. Tears stole
mto the mother's sad eyes aud
even I could hardly control my
"There can be only health and
peace for body and mind here,"
whispered .the girl. "How inspir
ing! How sublime 1"
"God knows I havo no ene
mies, but if I had, this is the
place where I would forgive them
all," said the father in a quiver
ing tone.
There was a long silence again
All were so ecstatically, so un
speakably happy. Each felt that
the joy of tho whole world was
all his own and wished he might
share it with all humanity. No
one had th.e courage to break the
impressive silence. Wo had not
even notified that tho Greek, after
an hour's stay, had risen, folded
his canvas and departed.
Finally, when the sky began to
take on the sonibro, violet huo of
eventide and the boatiful sunset
gJcV announced .that the day was
(?ono, tho iftotljer reminded us of
going, "We rpso reluctantly, and
walked down to the inn with tho
freshness and light-hcartcdness of
We were shown to a pleasant
veranda and had hardly -seate1
ourselves when wo heard the
souud of angry voices coming up
from below. Our Greek was
wrangling with the landlord and
we listened for the amusement of
it. The entertainment did not
last, long.
"if I had no other guests here,
I'd " growled tho inn-keeper, 'as
he climbed the stairs.
"Please sir," queried the youric
Polo, stepping up to him, "Who
s that follow? What's hir
'Heaven only knows," mu
"orcd the inn-keeper, looking
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Tho monthly Litcrarv is-
" kail" undor tlin mnnmrtninri
.of tho English Olub.
There are few students in the
university who arc not hoping to
find a "sometime" to bo devoted
to tjio reading of that literaturo
of tlic world which the world has
agreed to call great a literature,
after all, not so very great in
bulk. And in a university life
so given over to specializing that
only a "per cont" of the students
can find time in their university
course for tho help which instruc
tion in literature gives to its ap
preciation, there are many who
feel tho need of competent guid
ancein the matter of choice, in
the matter of understanding, in
the matter of zealous assimilation
of good reading.
It is for Such, students in the
university, workers out of it,
whom the "grind" and narrow
ness of the specialty make rebel
lious, that books like George E.
Woodbcrry's "The Inspiration of
Pootry" are written. It is a book
of lectures, two about tho nature
and mission of poetiy and six
about six poets Marlowe, Camo
ens, Bj-ron, Gray, Tasso, Lucre
tius intended to send you to the
poetry they wrote with under
standing aud enthusiasm. That
the reading of -the book is likely
to do this is not only a natural
tribute to its author's selective
-powers, as a critic, and his ap
preciative powers, as a poet, but
also to the teacher's powers of
instruction won by him as a pro
fessor of literature, whoso career,
as every Nebraska student should
know, Avas begun at our own uni;
In previous series notably
"The Torch" and "Makers of
Literature " Professor Woodbor-
ry had already shown himself a
capable and inspiring guide to
many of the greater poets of our
own and England's literature. In
the new book he gives an invigor
ating prospective of some of the
groat poetic moments of Euro
pean history, 'and of those poets
in whose lives and works the
greatness was reflected.
H. B. A.
Hcprint from "Songs of. St.
Oh, Mary loved the little Christ,
- Dear -son, as I love thcG, ;
Although .she say fyrcshadewing
'Tho errant and hitint Ttvn
And Mary prayed above her babe
Dear son, as I praynOw, ,.
That she might bear the keenest
And keep tho hardest vow.
Oh little son, I .love" thee so 1
nave mothers loved before ?
Smikvlirtlo'son, and tell mo thon,
Gould she have loved Him
more?. ... ..
--Sard Hamilton BircliaU
(ex-1907) -Chicago,
Baked beans, baked on tlio
remises janpl served'hot with de
'icious brown bread, 10c, at The
Hoston Lunch.
Among our springtime expecta
tions is' Ivy Day-moro truly Ne
braska!! in origin than any other
tradition we have. This is es
sentially a senior day, when it is
tin (ftistom to further the beauty
of the campus by planting ivy.
AiUli'ionul event of tho day are
ilio winding of the May pole, the
mr.'Mng of the senior oration, and
the ftonior poem, presentation of
llio senior present to the school
and tho intcrehss track meet. On
this day we could wish for more
beauty '. of ceremony a pretty
spi ingtime p"oct ssional, with
mui'h emphaBis on the nature sig
nificance of tho day.
Another senior "joyfest" is
that annual event once known as
"Sneak Day." Then the seniors
secretly and surreptitiously van
ished from the campus on a cer
tain glad spring day, to wander
off to sunny fields and tempting
Streams, or slide down twisty
fire escapes. Now, through the
good graces of the chaneollpr, this
ray comes by annual permission
and with official blessing. And
so fades away the traditional
"Sneak Day" and -with it the
zeal of the high school lad to in
itiate so tempting a custom. With
rtttch sanction the seniors spend
their day somewhat moro joyous
ly than the freshman laws who
snt dejectedly in their classes and
"listened to the tinklo of tho
cowbells" across the fields, where
they wore not.
The "shirt-tail" parade, in its
snaky, noisy course through the
lusiest streots of Lincoln, patron--isring
in lock-step, quick-time
fnslium the aisles and stage -of the
theater' monopolizing tho soda
counters of the drug stores, ap
)M printing tho street car prop
erty of tho traction company, and
calling at the governor's mansion
- this event is possibly tho most
I eturcsfjue feature of the collogc
Other annual events are tho
girls' basketball tournament, on
which occasion a -circus- parade
ushers in the contesting class
teams; Fete Day, when tho high
school students from abroad in
the state arc guests of the univer
sity, to be. shown the pleasures
and advantages of future attend
ance hero; the County Fair ancj
May mprnjng breakfast,
In addition to these traditions
of (Je?d are many traditions of
story. Do you know the origin
p J;hc blocks Qn the "banisters"
of tlio Vniyersity Hall stairs? In
the old dfivfi, RtudnnfR frnrmnntlv
made a hasty deicenl to the nox;
class by way of the banisters,
p;io day an unfortunate two
hundred twenty-five pounder, shot
dpwnward with f njrious , mqmen,-
nun, caught lus iooj ip a frayed
mat at the base of Jhe stairs, am,
was hurled wildly against the'
door pf a room where a class wa?
recitipg. Spon after the blocks
appeared. It is said tlia't for years
it was the custom for tho, girls to
ifse ono entrance and stair case
oMJnjversity Hall, while the boys
used the other, just as today, it is
still the custom for the girls tp
he seated pn the right side of Mcr
rn6rioi Hall, while the boys arr
seated on he left side,
To deviate somewhat from the
J subject; In the commencement
"Miss Louisq Pound, a favorite
in society aud tho class room, is
tho next to engago our attention.
Sho has been thought by many to
bo oold-hqarted. This is clue por
haps to the faot that many have
not becomo well acquainted with
her. Sho has" many admirable
traits of character and will, bo
successful in anythinf sho under-,
"George Lawrence Sheldon, the
all-round man, is ono of tho most
original and striking figures in
the class. Ho is popular with tho
boys and with the girls. Ho will
study law and in a fow years will
run for president on tho rcpufi"
lican tjekct.
"Samuel Avery, who is often
spoken of as a very good man, is
next in alphabetical order. Mr.
Avery is not so well known' as
some of his associates, but is well
known in the laboratories. Ho is.
a scientist and has rison rapidly
in that line of work during tho
paftt year or two, Mr. Avery's
best friends are thoso who know
him best. He will teach next year
in Beatrice. Wo expect to sCo him
professor in some great-university
at no distant date."
Leafs from a Freshman Girl's
Diary By Grace Ryan.
Monday, September 17.
Brighter prospects; smoother'
sailing! About four o'clock this
afternoon a "Butterfly" drifted
in from a lato train. She js a -sweet,
pretty ,brown-hajrod girl
and is very stylishly dressed in
a nobby blue traveling suit. The
matron introduced us and in
formed' us that wo werp to be
two of four girls to opcupy a
suite of rooms. Somehow I am
growing accustomed to the place.
Lincoln isn't half bad I
Tuesday, September 25.- Four
-girls- surely can-havc-moretuB
than I ever realized. The Flirt's
mother has sent boxes 'and hexes
of good things to cat, and we
have hat cle.gant spreads. While
we wers in the midgt of pno, wo
heard strange knockings bolpw
us. We thought i$ must be
"spirit rappings," but later dis
covered it was tjhe chapcrono
ppnnding on the ceiling of her
rooms below, Wishing tp be
courteous and recegnize her salu-
.taion, wp returned her knocks,
"The Butterfly," with her airy
manner, is just tho girl to enlfven
us a bit,. Wo like her immensely,
dospita the fact that she drifts
along, shouldering no rcspensibnY
i ty. ..-
Wednesday, September 26We
arp quietly waiting fcrnptie to
leave tJaylord Hall. We certain
ly expect to 'bo sent home in dis
grace because we disobeyed or
ders, usee? , our chafing dish, and,
as a result, hact a firei We wore
indulging jin a spread j "Inno
cence", was filling the alcohol
Jamp, and "The putterfly"
melted a. match to it while the
hbttlo was still pear the lamp.
TJie resultvwas a slight explosion.
The flames caught "Innp
cenco's" hair and bp thoujglit'.,
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