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Thanksgiving what dors it mean
to us?
Thanksgiving is a day of praise,
a moment when, turning from the
wild, swirling rush that is human
ity, a nation causes, humble, to
thank Ood for His blessings. It
is a time of gladness, of praise, of
oeace. It is man's tribute to Di
Thanksgiving Is the period when
fumihes are reunited, when differences are forgotten and harsh
feelings lost in the spirit of goodness, when greed is transcended by
gratitude. It is the hour of love and
mercy and tenderness. It is an act
of compassion that soothes the
tired heart and administers com
fort to the suffering.
Thanksgiving is the day when
served and servitor, rich and poor,
sinner and sinless, weak and
strong, all bow in reverence to a
greater force; when businesses are
suspended and the work of men
ceases; when the light of God
shines brightest Into the lives of
mortal beings and we are led to a
closer view of Him.
Thanksgiving is a holiday: schools
close their doors; young men and
young women dash for the freedom
from restriction; they are happy,
carefree, alive; they hasten to the
welcome of home; they feast upon
delicacies and are
enter into the Joyful, merry es
capades that only youth can fash
ion; they are blessed. Can any one
any one of us, scorn
of therr
it does mean much
to us.
well-tende- d;

European powers, big and small,
were asking each other yesterday,
"Who are your allies?" One of
the biggest questions tliat has enEurope in the
last few months is whether this
treaty is binding.
The result was a renewed attempt
by one European
statesman, at
least, for recognition of tine of
Woodrow Wilson's noted 14 points,
basis of settlement of the Versailles Treaty. Premier Benito Mussolini, who has more than once this
year dispelled European war clouds,
has urged the League of Nations
to outlaw the secret commercial entente, and military agreements.
This movement, the first since
Wilson acceded to the European demands during negotiations for the
1918 peace, may be the beginning
of a new school of diplomacy. That
there are arguments for such secret diplomatic maneuverings goes
without saying for mob psychology is still a problem.
But the many advantages of openly dickering for commercial support as well as supjxrt in arms reduction and navy control overcome
this handicap. Japan may realize
that to obtain naval parity with
the United States, she must dicker
hot only with this country but
England, as well. Germany might
also realize by this open diplomacy
that she is walled in by the powers
surrounding her and must stop her
nationalistic policies and become a
part of the Central European bloc
for internationalism.
Adoption of this Important provision of Wilson's must become a
reality In the next few months If
the present European warfare is to
be limited to words.
war-scar- ed

Y. M. C. A.

Since this column U supposed to
be written from an unprejudiced
point of view, we will refrain from
commenting on the recent ODK
selection of pledges.
We have to be particularly careful
in poking fun at people that we
don't hurt the feelings of the
wrong persons.

certain nearby restaurant spein steaks that are mis
takes, beans that are
peas that do
bread that Is
not appease, and eggs that are ex

By "Black Ike and hi




I've heard enoiiRh about our
"erstwhile friend Oirdler has deserted us for all weeks to come."
as a way to open this column, so
I'm gonna tell the awful truth. I'm
writing this column to keep my own
name out of it more than anything
else. I'm a busy man, but my
stoopes got around a bit, and they
tell me they know a thing or two
or three.

most persistent young lady on this
campus roes to little "Lizzy" Redd,
the perpetual Chlo pledge, who Just
won't quit. When she started after
Bob Oaltsklll she weighed around
ins pounds, now she Is a mere
shadow of her former self. Bob
ssys that she Is his shadow, too.
Chlo Jean Allen now weighs around

We have met "the" Jesse Stuart
and we are completely under the
spell of his lovely poetry. Without
a doubt a dozen roses should be
awarded to Chi Delta Phi in bringing about such a gglanttc coup. He
talked about his book, "Man With
Plow," with such
sincerity and honesty that everyone, whether they liked his poetry
or not, listened and marveled that
one so young could express himself
so plainly yet so truly. His ideas
are clean-cand very simple, but
he has such a power of color that
they are symbolic of great poetry.
He is extremely young, very enthusiastic, but modest, and quite
Jesse Stuart is on his way to the
top. Many of us will look back and
say "I met him when."
Shattered Rhapsody
It was cool along the lakeside
drive, and the wind was strong.
Slanting rays of the autumn sun
fell among the dry, scattered
leaves In the park, and glanced on
the yellowing grass. The few benches under the bare trees were empty,
and the broad expanse of fbnd to
the left was wet and unfrocked, except where the receding waves left
thin lines of foam on its surface.
Lawrence Hunt walked slowly, his
hands clenched in his overcoat
pockets and his chin In his scarf.
The automobiles on the boulevard
moved past In an unbroken line,
but he walked on, unheeding. Occasionally his foot crushed a leaf
which had blown from the park
across the drive. Lawrence wondered, vaguely, how the leaf had
escaped crushing under the speeding, relentless wheels of the traffic.
Escape from wheels, only to be
crushed by a careless boot. He
his lips together, and
raised his head. He was surprised
to find that his eyes were full of


We feel that we owe an apology
to Sigma Chi Bill Dawson. He
didn't like the manner In which his
singing of "Lost In a Fog" was taken
In. It was when he was being sewed
up that the singing occurred, and
that only after his Joy at discovering that his sister and the other
members of the accident were all
right. Bill, at the time, was full
of morphine. We were sorry about
"Tongue-Tie- d
Tim" comes to me this Bill, and I'm serious you mugs.
with a long story about Chlo Lucy
Ourrrant, but being as how he can t
This Is something elcse
talk plain and has to make signs. out myself. Mary Armstrong I Elliott,
I could only get the gist of the
Transylvan-yah- ,
dething. It seems that Lucy, on a transfer from
recent trip to Georgia, met her ideal cided to put her cards on the table
man. and this time she's really with "Cat" Buckner, law student
from Virginia State. She
gonna marry the guy without the and K. A. on
put 'em
the table all right
aid of Papa Ouerrants snotgun
Sigma Chi Edwin Faber, whose pin the whole deck, but "Cat" refused
she has been lugging around for to take a card arid the trick didn't
some time, is said to have given work. It's all over now. except that
Bruce Shepherd don't know much
her quite a talking to the other about cards. He might draw, Mary.
night at the Chlo house, person
ally, I don't see that this lad has
So long, you rats and ratses. If
much kick coming what about K.
A, Poil" Headly, and ttie Phi my stooges don't all get killed, we'll
Delt from Duke she had their be back soon. Of course, I'm not
pins before she took Erwln's. Looks responsible for what gets In here
like to me they should be able to you know I'm Just a rewrite man.
Sure 'nuff.
get in a word edgewise.




"Pop Eyed Perl" says that Kappa
Ida Oreenleaf has lost a muff that
she wants back. , Ida doesn't remember where she lost it, but she
says that if the person will return
it, she won't ask any questions
In the list of this year's ten best that is if the finder won't do any
Now I ask you
news stories Just released, poor old quizzing either.
ain't that fair? Come on now, you
Huey Long wasn't even a runner mug, give it back to the little girl-- it's
gonna be a long hard winter.
has-been- s,


The enterprising Kernel reporter
who designs to mix with campus or
ganizatlons has one advantage he
can usually manage to put his name
first in any story.

A Letter
P. O. Box 114

Galveston, Texas
November 21st
J. "Balmy" Day

Tom," one of my
very best stooges, who covers a lot
of ground on account of his leg
advantage, says that Phi Delt pleb
Joe Scholtz ain't doin' so good
lately. It seems that he had a date
with Sarah Slack last Friday, but
she got a campus for Friday and
Saturday nights. She and Joe and
Kappa "Toddy" Borries were talking it over in Dunn's and Sarah
remarked that the only thing she
hated about the campus was the
fact that she would miss the Kappa Sig dance Saturday night.
Looks like Walkin' Papers to me,
"Three-LegRe- d


The Kentucky Kernal

University of Kentucky

"Grove In Bloom"
Ned" wants me to
warn all you boys concerning this
Mary Groves, Chlo pledge,
who is now a free woman, being as
how she sent Delta Chi Jimmy
Carrol's pin back on a calling card.
She's dangerous enough as it is, but
when Professor Farquhar gets
through with her, she's really gonna
be tough. He's teachin' her to
"bloom." She is to quit smoking, get
up at six every morning and walk
five miles, eat raw eggs, go to bed
at nine, and quit a lot of things I
don't think you could do and live
in "Pat" hall. After this routine the
says she'll begin to
"bloom." Boy! if she's only budding
now, what will it be then?

Dear Sonny Boy:
After reading your TO YOU
which you should have set to the
music of I LOVE ME and your
duty to let you know Just how ab-

solutely idiotic and childish you appear to be to an old graduate; but,
being a Kentuckian, and flattering
myself that I am a gentleman (one
of the Kentucky Taylors, sun) I
have decided that good taste would
not allow me to take such a course
of action; and I am merely overlooking the first editorial, and am
allowing the SATURDAY EVENING POST to answer the second.
Remember me to Margie and
Nice Chaps!
Enoch, and tell them I think they
It's hard to believe, but Sigma
must surely be ashamed of them- Chi Reynolds Faber and John
selves for tolerating you in the dehave taken up spinning. Oh,
yes they have, too. Sometime last
Best regards.
week they marched (after a fashGEORGE P. TAYLOR, '24.
ion) into the Alpha Gam house,
went upstairs to the top floor and
P. S. If you feel like getting in- got the old spinning wheel. Accordsulted at this, don't. Instead, I sug- ing to the best of my knowledge
gest that you consult the annual for they haven't taken it back yet,
"24 or ask any of the old timers
"One-Eye- d
Pete says they won't
on the campus they'll all tell you until they have finished a new
I'm crazy anyway.
suit apiece.


John Franklin Day is his name,
and because he has red hair, a
cheerful disposition and a sense, of
humor, people call him "Sunny."
He was born in Flemlngsburg, Ken
tucky, in 1913, and is
of the Kentucky
president of the Men's Student
Council, a member of Omicron
Delta Kappa, Strollers, Guignol,
Sigma Delta Chi,
was associate editor of the 1934

Sunny belongs to A. T. O. fraternity, and for three years tooted
a trombone in the band. He is
English-Dutc- h
by descent, and his
favorite desert is charlotte russe
this delicacy J. F. D. finds easy to
eat but hard to spell.
Sunny thinks Glen Grey's or
chestra is about the best, and
dancing, tennis, and swimming are
his favorite pastimes. He Is exceedingly fond of dogs and has no
objection to snakes, but doesn't like
dumb girls with slushy lines, and
when a bit younger was always
getting in bad for shooting the and







Mr. George Aged
Galveston. Texas


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fM00m ate

"Cautious Carl" ventures to say
even if Mary Andrews Per
sons will try anything once, there's
one thing she won't do again, and
that's trade licks with "Bob" Hess.
It seems that the two agreed to
trade licks with the paddle. Mary
hit first, and as according to her
nature, she put everything she had
Hess thereinto it.
upon forgot that she was a female
and drove her through the wall.
They tell that Mary is still picking
the splinters out.


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not move.
Presently, out of the darkness,
figure moved into the circle of light
on the corunder the street-lam- p
ner, and her shadow moved across
Lawrence's face. He opened his
eyes and looked at her, calmly. She
did not speak, or turn, and after
little, Lawrence's eyes moved beyond her, across the wide boulevard with Its chains of light, to the
flat, dark surface of the lake. There
was only a thin line, now, to separate sky and water, and soon there
would be only the blackness of a
void. The man shuddered,
turned back to the silent figure unstreet-ligh- t.
His eyes rested
der the
on her wonderingly, questionlngly,
and then wandered down to his
white clasped hands.
Forty-on- e.
He was forty-onten more years, those fingers would
be limp and colorless. And now,
while they were strong, he was so
helpless. Helpless to ure them, to
give his strength to a creation of
his own. He felt the rage of a
hunted animal whose last pathway
is blocked. But then the shadow
moved again, and left Lawrence's
face In the light. He looked up at
her, and smiled.

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Union Station
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cluster of light far down In the
city. An automobile flashed past
him with Its triumphant head
lamps, leaving him In darkness until another blazed down the driveway. Lawrence turned his back to
the lake and walked across to the
park. Here he sat on
cold, wet
bench, deep In the gram, and lay
his hat on the ground. The wind
was becoming cold, now, but on his
hot forehead It was refreshing, and
Lawrence lay his head back against
the rough bark of a tree and closed
his eyes. A flurry brushed damp
leaves about his ankles, but he did

Thanksgiving Day, November 29




tears, so that he could see only
dimly. Slowly he drew his hand
from his pocket and fumbled for his
handkerchief, to blow his nose vigorously. He leaned against the high
concrete embankment for a moment, and looked over the cold water to the lights on a steamer In the
distance. The last rays of the sun
were coloring the water In horizontal streaks of blue and gold, and
the warning tinkle of the buoys
sounded with every strong blast of
Lawrence lay his hands on the
cold stone and stared at them. They
were beautiful hands; strong and
white. White! That was the trouble
with him. He was too white; too
Imaginative, too impractical. Those
fingers were long, but they could
not strain at Ivory keys. They could
respond to the texture of
painting, but they could not Interpret
a mood or a thought into comprehensive beauty. As he looked at
them, he hated thejr weakness-ha- ted
the glory which lay all about
him and which he could not interpret, even to himself. He gripped
the concrete until the muscles of
his wrists ached with pain, and
then dropped his hands to his sides,
helplessly, and watched the long
lines of color fade into greyness and
obscurity as the light vanished.
Now electric lights flared along
tlr drive, and Lawrence almost
sobbed as he saw the long curving
outline of the boulevard, which
wound out into the blackness of
the lake and finally lost Itself In a

neighbors' cats. His ambition is to
write for newspapers and magazines and perhaps teach in a university. In fact for the past three
summers Professor Day has been
teaching Fleming county lads their
ABC's in one of those little "one-rooJobs," as he calls them.
Sunny has lived in Iowa, Arkansas, and Ohio, but prefers the
South, and especially Kentucky.
He is frequently seen with Bettie
Bosworth and thinks she is "the
The most embarrassing thing that
ever happened to Sunny occurred
at a church wedding last spring.
It seems he was singing "I Love
You Truly" as a solo, when he inhaled one of the flies that was
hovering near some adjacent flowers. The song ended abruptly, but
Sunny's embarrassment lingered on




Tuesday, November 27, 1934




Dear Half Pint:
I cannot thank j'ou sufficiently
for your tremendous kind, considerate, and encouraging letter. I appreciate it all the more in that I
can see that you are a man of
precision and accurate observation
by the manner in which you spell
the name of our paj)er.
You must have been a guiding
light on this campus in your day.
There is no doubt in my mind but
that you were a star member of the
Y. W. C. A. cabinet.
When I received your epistle, I
took the liberty of reading it to the
Ethics and Principles class much
to their enjoyment, needless to say.
In fact it received a veritable ovation and one enthusiastic student
proposed a rising vote of thanks to
Mr. Taylor for his typical alunuil
In all due modesty, however, I
must not take all the credit for
those editorials. I wrote the one
headed TO YOU under protest after continued suggestion from Professor Grenan. PREPARE FOR
PEACE was written by one of my
associate editors, John St. John,
with the express purpose of firing
students to write in, in opposition,
that we might have a basis for
constructive argument.
Your letter offered another reason for rejoicing. Not having received due publicity concerning your
since you left
school, we were afraid that you
might be deceased. Now that we
know that you are residing at P. O.
Box 114, verybody is happy.
A Very Merry XMAS to you,
JOHN F. DAY, Editor.

The Young Men's Christian Association has been active on the
campus of the University of Kentucky for a great number of years
and has had a worthwhile Influence on the different student bodies.
It now comes forward with a plan
to reach an even greater number
of students by the establishing of
the Tuesday Luncheon club.
A number of the students that
will be brought in contact with the
organization In this manner could
not b reached In any other way.
Many of the
boys who
part la 10J
would be glad to take
D7en aTcTwVen
W. M. C. A. find that with their attend colleges this fall.



Pipe tobaCCO

About all I could find out at the
dance Saturday night was that
even though Edna Evans is sup
posed to belong to S. A. E. Steeley,
she still gets beautiful watches and
things from Alumni Plkap "Ted"
Cassidy on her birthday, which
comes about this time of the
year if I remember right.







by the Well man Process
and rough cut as Granger
is, does not clog the pipe
longer, slower and cooler.
Wc believe this process is
the reason for Granger being

Henrietta" says that
the Kappa's are all wet if they
think none of the little pledges
haven't been pinned as yet. She


We know it adds something
to the flavor and aroma of the
good, ripe White Burley Tobacco that cannot be obtained ia
any other way.

says she knows one who lives in
"Pat" Hull who wears a Sigma
badge somewhere under her dress
(she won't tell where) and the girl
Isn't a freshman. Over in Boyd the
same thing has happened this time
It's a Kappa Sig pin, and the little
dame has wicked eyes. If I tell any
more I'll have to tell their names,
and both of these guys are bigger
than I am.

We wish, in some way, we
couldget every man who smokes
a pipe to just try Granger,


Frank Fowler, Guignol director,
says thut as a rule he usually prefers brunette boys to blonds, but
this Howard Smathers really gets
him. Howard had the lead in the

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cum mon 'Sense


lust play.

She Can Take It!
My personal nomination for the


but stays lit, smokes

One of my stooges reports that
Sigma Chi Smathers says he is still
going with Trl Delt pledge "Sis"
Tate, but one of the other boys tells
me somebody ia wrong, because
"Sis" said that it wasn't so.





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