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THE HESPERIAN.
E XCHANGE BMC-A-BR A C
Some of our exchanges seem to have been struck by the
prevalent spring complaint.
Prof. W. M. Ncvin of Franklin and Marshall college cel
ebrated his 83rd birthday last Valentine Day.
Another Portolio, this time from the University of Color
ado, adds to our pile of papers. Would be glad to see an
exchange column inaugurated.
Wc learn from the Oracle that W. R. Worral, editor of
College World, department in the Mail and hxpress, is a
graduate of Centre College, Kentucky, of the class of '79.
The Blackburnian sandwiches the statement "Puns are a
first class nuisance and wc have done all in our power to sup
press them" between two attempts to hew puns out of proper
names.
The Tennessee University Student comes in with a request
for exchange which wc arc glad to grant. The Student is an
enterprising paper, deserving of the patronage of those in
whose interest it is published.
We tried to say last issue that Giant Mcmoiial University
and Chattanooga University had consolidated and the former
name will apply to the combination. The "typos" left out
the latter name which made the item rather deep.
The Critic from a New Haven grammar school comes in
after quite a long absence from our mail. It is a neatly
arranged and printed paper. We like the exchange editor.
He is another one who is not afraid to say what he thinks.
Wc quote a little notice which struck us as particulaily neat.
"The Willistonian is a regular in its visits as ihe waves upon
the sea shore and creates almost the same diowsy feeling."
The exchanges from military institutions nearly all have
names which smack of the camp or field. Our latest
in this department of college journalism is the Tattoo
of Kenyon Military Academy Gambier, Ohio. Kcally the
only part of this paper that we can praise to any extent is an
article on an imaginary Nicaraguan campaign in 1899. Edi
torial and exchange departments are cramped and slighted.
"Taps and Calls" arc nonsense. Better improve before
advertising again as the 'best school paper in the state."
We become aware for the first time that the high school
students of Colorado Springs have been publishing a paper
for some years. It is called the Lever and presents quite a
neat appearance. That translation of a little French story
is neither extraordinarily interesting nor particularly well
translated. Wc would suggest that you hurry through it and
try fomelhing else. The exchange editor shows the
universality of "exchange" among mundane things in an
ingenious little article. We hope the new exchange editor
will realise the importance of his department.
The Varsity is of a diflercnt character from any other of
our exchanges. Every page makes one feel that it is from
Canada. And yet, to us so far away, thinking of Canada as
a distant land of which our ideas are a little vague it seems
sometimes a little strange to find our own affairs so well known
and discussed. The quality of stories and poems in the Var
sity is superior. "Round the Table" is always filled with
iuteresting chat written by an observing and thoughtful read
er. We should like the Varsity better, however, if it did not
by the absence of an exchange column hold itself coldly aloof
from its contemporaries.
The Coup d'Eat devotes half a column to a neat lijtle
characterization of us from which it appears that we are
"an officious caviller with all the- verbosity, less of the wit
and more of the egotism" of our predecessor. Our predeces
sor was the worst abused man on the college press with the
exception of the Index man. The epithets applied to him
ranged through all grades from puppy to double-dyed vil
lain. Talented exchange kids hoped the U. of N. would not
disgrace herself by graduating such a grovelling idiot. After
a short career as a reporter on one of the best dailies in the
state, he now ha3 charge of a thriving weekly in the western
part of the state. Since wc arc set a notch or two below him
by the lordly senior ex man of the Coup, wc feel better. Go
on with your mud slinging.
Well, Acamedian, since your editors arc your business
managers all we can say is that they arc a greater success in
a business way than in journalism.. You say that a local col
umn that looks like a rail lence after a drove of hogs have
made a charge on it is a "new wrinkle." You call us a poor
fool because wc did not know iu No, we did not nor wc do
not know that such an unartistic "make-up" is "coining in
to favor." Thcie are too many printers who understand their
business. It might become a "new wrinkle" to turn every
other item upside down but it would not look any prettier.
Season your hankering after new wrinkles with a little com
mon sense and your paper will look better.
Among the pile of exchanges with familiar looking covers
which wc carried to our room on our return from a weeks
vacation, our eye was attracted by a rough paper cover of
gorgeous yellow which we had never before seen. It proved
to belong to a new paper with the pretentious title of the
Oracle coining from Centre College, Kentucky. The state
ment that the college is seventy years old and has never suc
ceeded in establishing a journal, icmiudsus of the contrast in
our University which has been iu actual existence nineteen
years and has managed to issue a sort of a paper for eighteen
years. The first number of the Oracle shows ability and wc
trust the monotonous call lor "copy" will not diminish the
ardor which has launched this new craft on the mill-pond of
college journalism. Wc await with interest the debut of the
promised exchange editor.
"A profession that is doomed." This title strikes our
eye in the College Student. On looking through the essay
wc sec that the writer has pronounced final judgement on
the lawyers. He traces the origin of lawyers down from the
time the next-door neighbor was called in to settle a dispute.
Then he notes that the world progress. He thinks the world
will continue to progress. There is a limit to all things.
Ergo, the world's progress will stop when the limit of per
fection is reached. When that time comes no man will turn
around without asking his neighbor if the action offends him.
This will be the millennium. He "firmly believes that
such is the destiny of the human family." (This faith will
probably act as a sweet consoler iu later years, when the
stove pipe won't fit end the cow gets into the garden.) In
the millennium no wrong doers; hence no laws; hence no
lawyers. "The lawyer is doomed." Very logical, you see.
We expect soon to see in all the papers "For Sale A lucra
live practice. Moving to the country. Address, Attorney."
How many of our legal lights will read this essay and
feel cold chills inside their vest as they think of starving
wife and babes. How many young men will feel their budding
ambition to be jurists wither in their bossoms as they hear '
the knell of their chosen profession. Oh "R. "02 " why did
you not leave the fated men in blissful ignorance of their
impending doom. Why did you not let the inillcuiuin swoop
down upon them and destroy them, happy to the end? Ah!
"R, 92" when your freshie years are overvou will know
better than to spring such startling things upon an unsus
pecting public. '
