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# The Sunday Eight O'Clock/Telephone Courtesy

"HELLO, Central. Give me two-o-two-eight, please."
"Is this two-o-two-eight?"
There was a sound of confusion at the other end of the wire as the telephone receiver clicked—a mixture of tortured piano and riot and rough house combined, out of which a harsh voice sounded.
"W-e-l-l?"
"This is Mr. Clark."
"Who?"
"Mr. Clark. I—"
"Well, what in the hell do you want? Shoot it out."
I finally succeeded in making my identity clear, and the voice softened perceptibly. What I really did want was to deliver a very important telegram to an undergraduate student.
There is little doubt that the telephone ​has helped to facilitate business, and that it has brought the country people nearer to each other and nearer to the town. When I was a boy and wanted to ask a girl to go out with me to singing school I had to saddle a horse and ride three or four miles to see her; now all that is necessary for a young fellow is to call her up over the telephone and ask if she has a "date" for Friday night. Whatever the telephone has done to encourage matrimony and to "put the punch" into business, it has not had an improving influence upon our manners. We employ language and tones when using the telephone which we should never dare to use if speaking face to face with a person. We insult helpless telephone girls and gro—cer boys and engage in altercations with officials in a way that would not have been possible before the days of the telephone. We ask the most unnecessary, inane, and personal questions at times most in opportune. We babble and patter and retail gos​sip and carry on flirtations to a shocking extent.
I have been rung out of bed at midnight to give someone the name of the president of the Menorah society, and I have been called away from a dinner party to settle a dispute between two women whose names I had never heard before as to whether or not a son of the Kaiser had been killed during the present European war. One is likely to find a man in bed or at meals if one times his calls properly, and though we should never think of calling at his house at lunch time or at midnight to settle our trifling business, we do not hesitate to call him on the telephone.
A friend of mine whose family was seriously ill last year remarked that she could have managed everything quite comfortably if it had not been for the telephone. It rang continuously from daylight to dark until it drove her half mad and wore her out. Finally she had it taken out and went to ​the neighbors when she needed to telephone. The worst of it is that most of us, though we complain of them, at one time or another are ourselves guilty of these discourtesies.
December
# The Sunday Eight O'Clock/Short Change

THE boy who sold me the New York Times on the train at Altoona last week short-changed me consciously, intentionally, with a guileless innocent look on his face and a "Thank you" on his lips as he tried to disappear without being caught. He was as polite as an Italian waiter when he handed back my money.
When I was a boy of fifteen on the farm I sold a load of hay to an old neighbor who had been my teacher in the country school and for whom I had had great respect. When the hay was loaded upon the wagon and he was ready to drive away he put his hand into his pocket, looked surprised, and said, "There, I forgot my pocketbook; I'll pay you the next time I see you." Even with my boyish inexperience I saw through his subterfuge and realized that he was sim​ply short-changing me. He had had no intention of paying me when he left home, nor did he do so for months afterward. I never had any confidence in him again.
It is the same sort of dishonesty that we see about us. Jones borrows ten dollars of you, agrees to pay it on the fifteenth, and you never see him until commencement; Smith goes to the Orpheum, does not get his paper done, and tells the professor that he forgot to bring it, but that he will hand it in at the next recitation; Brown gets an excuse for cutting classes because he was ill when in fact he was strolling on the back campus with a girl. After every vacation a large number of spurious checks come in from the merchants about the campus drawn by students who had no money in the bank and who knew when they drew them that they did not have.
The boy who cuts his term papers short or slights his assigned reading or fails to attend class exercises is in the same cate​gory as the fellow who hands you counterfeit coin or who gives you short change for his own profit. He is a poor business man; he has a short sighted view of his own best interests.
Ultimately a man will fail unless he plays the game squarely. To do otherwise is to short-change one's self.
December
# The Sunday Eight O'Clock/Spring

A CARDINAL was singing in the lilac bushes when I awoke this morning. Yesterday afternoon, all down Illinois Street students were practicing baseball; and in the vacant lots surrounding the University Club, young instructors, tearing themselves away from their lofty vocations, were having a game of catch. As I walked down John Street in the evening I was crowded into the parking by the strollers unconscious of any one but each other. On the Sig porch the fellows were gathered, singing lustily, and across the street at the Alpha Tau house I could hear some one torturing the baby grand. Away to the north-west in the region of the Phi Delt house there was the sound of cow bells and of a wild bunch of students yelling. I knew that spring had come.
It is a time of new life, new impulses, new ​desires. Uncontrolled and riotous, they sometimes lead one into unwise and unconsidered exploits, into foolish adventures and undefendable expenditures. It is harder to live within one's income in the spring than at any other time. The shop windows are full of alluring spring clothes, and succulent spring vegetables, and one develops a generous-hearted feeling not warranted by his exchequer. I know how dangerous it is to go down town in the spring.
It is a time to beware of book agents with their attractive prospectuses, of the promoter who wants to make you rich, of the good fellow who invites you to the little party. It is the time, too often, of the weak will, of the forgotten task, of the delayed duty.
It is the time of the soft, mellifluous words, of tender sentiment that wanes often before autumn. It is the season of easy promises. If I were a young girl I should ​never believe anything a man told me in the spring. The season intoxicates.
It ought to be for youth as for nature the time of a new birth—of new resolutions, of new ambitions, of higher ideals. It ought to bring new strength to work, new desire to excel, new energy to plan and to accomplish. It is anomalous that for many it should be a loafing time, a time of selfish indulgence, a time wasted.
Winter is gone and spring and youth and opportunity are here. Make the most of them.
April
# The Sunday Eight O'Clock/Taking the Stranger in

EVERY spring at Inter-scholastic the University community is overrun with high school boys most of whom see for the first time a great University and get their first impressions of what they suppose is real college life. They come here for a good time, and it is up to us to give it to them, even if we have to take to the bath tub as a sleeping place or curl up on the soft side of the library table while our guests are resting comfortably on our Ostermoors. That's part of the penalty of being a good fellow.
But these boys are here to be educated. They'll see the armory and the sorority houses, and the Gymnasium and the Stock Pavilion, and the Woman's Building and the regiment, and the ball games and the Illio and the circus; and seeing the circus last they are likely to go away with the impres​sion that college life is a sort of glorified Orpheum show mixed up with a little athletics and a beauty section—that the whole thing is a continuous circus in which no one really works but the janitor and the spot-light man. They seldom see the work that is undone, the problems that are unsolved, the papers that are unwritten, and the books that are crying to be read, and know nothing of the regular grind of college life—of the horrible scramble to catch up that begins, in spite of tired muscles and racked nerves, almost before the door is closed upon their departure. At home they have heard little of college life excepting of its escapades; here they are likely to see little but its exaggerated diversions. And so in the exuberance of youth, in the desire to entertain, actually and metaphorically, we take these strangers in. We give them an entirely erroneous idea of real college life and of the daily routine of work which forms the major part of undergraduate ex​istence. Sometimes, too, in a misguided effort to let these children see it all and to gratify morbid curiosity the enthusiastic host yields to the pressure to show up the baser side of undergraduate life, and sends the prospective freshman home with lowered ideals.
College life is not all fussing, and Fatimas, vaudeville, and athletic victories; it is in fact at its best very largely hard work and serious thought, and demands a man's best efforts. Why not show these high school boys, then, the laboratories and the drawing rooms where the fellows do real work; why not show them the Y. M. C. A. and take them on Sunday to hear a good sermon from one of the student pastors? Why not leave a few books lying around to suggest that the real college man does pretty regularly work and that college is not all a frolic? Otherwise when he gets into college next fall or later and finds out what the real situation is he will probably ​say to himself bitterly and not piously, "I was a stranger, and you took me in."
May
# The Prince and the Pauper/Chapter 1

THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER.
CHAPTER I.
THE BIRTH OF THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER.
In the ancient city of London, "SPLENDID PAGEANTS AND GREAT BONFIRES."on a certain autumn day in the second quarter of the sixteenth century, a boy was born to a poor family of the name of Canty, who did not want him. On the same day another English child was born to a rich family of the name of Tudor, who did want him. All England wanted him too. England had so longed for him, and hoped for him, and prayed God for him, that, now that he was really come, the people went nearly mad for joy. Mere acquaintances hugged and kissed each other and cried. Everybody took a holiday, ​and high and low, rich and poor, feasted and danced and sang, and got very mellow; and they kept this up for days and nights together. By day, London was a sight to see, with gay banners waving from every balcony and housetop, and splendid pageants marching along. By night, it was again a sight to see, with its great bonfires at every corner, and its troops of revellers making merry around them. There was no talk in all England but of the new baby, Edward Tudor, Prince of Wales, who lay lapped in silks and satins, unconscious of all this fuss, and not knowing that great lords and ladies were tending him and watching over him—and not caring, either. But there was no talk about the other baby, Tom Canty, lapped in his poor rags, except among the family of paupers whom he had just come to trouble with his presence.
# The Secret of Sarek
## Contents

* FOREWORD
* CHAPTER I. THE DESERTED CABIN
* CHAPTER II. ON THE EDGE OF THE ATLANTIC
* CHAPTER III. VORSKI'S SON
* CHAPTER IV. THE POOR PEOPLE OF SAREK
* CHAPTER V. “FOUR WOMEN CRUCIFIED”
* CHAPTER VI. ALL'S WELL
* CHAPTER VII. FRANCOIS AND STEPHANE
* CHAPTER VIII. ANGUISH
* CHAPTER IX. THE DEATH-CHAMBER
* CHAPTER X. THE ESCAPE
* CHAPTER XI. THE SCOURGE OF GOD
* CHAPTER XII. THE ASCENT OF GOLGOTHA
* CHAPTER XIII. “ELOI, ELOI, LAMA SABACHTHANI!”
* CHAPTER XIV. THE ANCIENT DRUID
* CHAPTER XV. THE HALL OF THE UNDERGROUND SACRIFICES
* CHAPTER XVI. THE HALL OF THE KINGS OF BOHEMIA
* CHAPTER XVII. “CRUEL PRINCE, OBEYING DESTINY”
* CHAPTER XVIII. THE GOD-STONE
The Secret of Sarek
Maurice Leblanc
Author of “The Golden Triangle,” “The Woman of Mystery,” “Arsene Lupin,” etc
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# The Times/1928/Public notice/John Bruce Payne

Source: The Times, Tuesday, Feb 07, 1928; Issue 44810, pg. 1 — Deaths
Layout 2BRUCE PAYNE.—On Feb. 4 1928, at The School, Bishop's Stortford, John Bruce Payne, M.A., formerly of Lowestoft. Funeral to-morrow (Wednesday), 2, Bishop's Stortford.
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# The Times/1928/Wills and bequests/John Horace Round

John Horace Round (1854–1928) Source: The Times, Saturday, Aug 11, 1928; Issue 44969; pg. 13; col C — Wills and bequests
Layout 2 Dr. John Horace Round, of Brunswick-terrace, Hove, historian, died on June 24, leaving estate of the value of £29,655, with net personalty £24,571. He left :—
One of the portraits of his grandfather, Horace ("Horatio") Smith, to the National Portrait Gallery; six months' wages and £40 a year to Ada Ray, if in his service at the time of his death; six months' wages and £20 a year to Ellen Brine on like conditions.
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# The Times/1929/Letter to the Editor/Obituary: George William Thomson Omond

Source: Letter to the Editor. The Times, Friday, Jun 21, 1929; Issue 45235; pg. 16; col D — Mr. G. W. T. Omond
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Mr. G. W. T. Omond
M. Emile Cammaerts writes:— May I draw attention to the invaludable services which Mr. G. W. T. Omond rendered to Anglo-Belgian relations? He had a genuine affection for Belgium which rested on a longstanding knowledge of the country, its people and its history. Besides the work on "Belgium and Luxemburg," which you mentioned in your obituary notice, he published a book of general information: "Belgium" (1928), and a number of review and newspaper articles on Belgian questions. He belonged to a small group of writers and journalists who were, I believe, the first Englishman who entered Antwerp after the Armistice, and, on this occasion, witnessed a spontaneous demonstration of friendship for England, which he was wont to recall with particular pleasure. Mr. Omond will be gratefully remembered by many Belgians, not only for his kind and genial personality, but for his disinterested and sympathetic understanding of their difficulties, and of their efforts to overcome them. I feel that in expressing my own feelings of deep regret I am also conveying the genuine sorrow which his loss will cause to many of my compatriots.
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# The Times/1929/Obituary/George Vere Benson

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Source: The Times, Saturday, Feb 23, 1929; Issue 45135; pg. 15; col F — Mr. G. V. Benson.
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Mr. G. V. Benson
Mr. George Vere Benson, who died on Thursday at Lewes, was for 28 years coroner for East Sussex and the Borough of Eastbourne, and retired in 1927. The son of Dr. Charles Benson, he was educated at Trinity College, Dublin, where he was Vice-Chancellor's prizeman for English prose. He went up to Downing College, Cambridge, and took his degree as wrangler in 1873. He was also a barrister of the Middle Temple and a member of the Royal College of Surgeons. From 1894 to 1899 he was deputy coroner for West Middlesex, and in 1899 he was appointed coroner for East Sussex. From 1908 to 1910 he was vice-president of the Coroners' Society of England and Wales. In his younger days he was fond of cricket, football, cycling, and rowing, and he also travelled extensively. He contributed to the "Encyclopedia of the Laws of England," "The Dictionary of National Biography," and other publications. He married a daughter of the late Mr. Daniel Batemen, of St. Petersburg and Auckland, New Zealand.
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# The Times/1929/News/Charles Herbert Mayo

Charles Herbert Mayo (1845–1929) Source: Wills and Bequests. The Times, Saturday, May 11, 1929; Issue 45200; pg. 17; col E
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Wills and Bequests
Mayo, the Rev. Dr. Charles Herbert, M.A., D.Litt. (83), of The Retreat, Long Burton, Dorset, Canon of Salisbury Cathedral, an antiquary and genealogist, first Dorset editor of Somerset and Dorset Notes and Queries, author of "Annals of a Dorset Clerical Society," "Traditional Carols for Christmas-tide," and other works (net personalty £12, 643)
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# The Times/1929/News/Nobel Prize announcement

Source: The Times, Wednesday, Nov 13, 1929; Issue 45359; pg. 13 — Nobel Prize Awards Literature, Physics, And Chemistry
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Nobel Prize Awards
Literature, Physics, and Chemistry
(From our own correspondent)
Berlin, Nov. 12
A Stockholm message announces that Herr Thomas Mann has been awarded this year's Nobel Prize for Literature. he is the fifth German to received the Prize, the others being:—Theodor Mommsen (1902), Rudolf Eucken (1908), Karl Heyse (1910), and Gerhart Hauptmann (1912). Two other writers were believed to be among the most likely candidates this year—Hugo von Hofmannsthal and Arno Holz, both of whom have recently died.
Herr Thomas Mann, who is himself a Lübecker, possibly best known through the "Buddenbrooks," a story of the rise and fall of a Hanseatic trading dynasty. At the time when he wrote "Buddenbrooks" he was much under the influence of the Scandinavian novelists, living as he did in a German Free City which has the closest associations with Scandinavia, and this has given him a particular pleasure in the award of the Prize. Other well-known novels of is are "Der kleine Herr Friedemann" and "Tristan." He is at present engaged on a two-volume novel, "Joseph and his Brethren." This is for Herr Mann entirely new ground.
Stockholm, Nov. 12.—The Nobel Prize for Physics for 1928 has been awarded to Professor Owen Willans Richardson, Yarrow Research Professor of the Royal Society and Director of Research in Physics at King's College, London.
The Nobel Prize for Physics for 1929 has been awarded to the Duc de Broglie. The award to Duc de Broglie is made on account of his discovery of the undulating nature of electrons.
The 1928 prize is awarded by the Academy of Science to Professor Richardson for his discovery of the fundamental physical law known as the "Richardson law," which governs the motion of electrons emanating from hot bodies. This formula constitutes the basis of the action of the wireless valve, upon which wireless telephony and broadcasting depend.
The prize for chemistry for 1929 has been divided between Dr. Arthur Harden, head of the Biochemical Department, Lister Institute and Professor of Biochemistry, London University, and Professor Von Euler, of Stockholm.—Reuter
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# The Times/1929/Obituary/Edmund Toulmin Nicolle

Edmund Toulmin Nicolle (1868-1929) Source: Obituary. The Times, Monday, Aug 19, 1929; pg. 14; Issue 45285; col C — Mr. E. Toulmin Nicolle
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Dr. R. R. Marett, Rector of Exeter College, Oxford, who is also President of the Société Jersiaise, writes from Jersey:—
Mr. Edmund Toulmin Nicolle, F.S.A., who died suddenly of a heart attack on August 13, at the age of 61, held the ancient and honourable office of Vicomte in the Island of Jersey, a crown appointment. From 1894 he had been a member of the local as well as the English Bar, and for nearly 18 years before his appointment as Vicomte in 1917 had served prominently among the deputies of the Town of St. Helier's in the Insular States. Apart from his public services, which were much appreciated by his compatriots, he was widely known as an antiquary. So far back as 1893 he edited the revised edition of Ansted and Latham's well-known book on the Channel Islands, and has since been wholly or in part responsible for numerous publications, the most notable of these perhaps being "Mont Orgueil Castle: Its History and Description," Jersey, 1921. In a very real sense, however, he might be said to be behind most of the work, both exploratory and literary, of the Société Jersiaise for the last 20 years. Its Bulletins and occasional publications, the value of which as treasuries of sound material both prehistorics and as regards Norman origins is well recognized by experts, owe most of the inspiration to Nicolle; for not only was his knowledge accurate and wide, but he had a singular gift for organization, and in the capacity of secretary mobilized every scrap of intelligent enthusiasm and not a little of spare money in the island in the interest of archæological discovery and research. The least self-seeking or self-advertising of men, he might have been almost said to revel in anonymity; but his many friends and colleagues—thanks largely to his efforts, there is hardly a representative islander who does not support the Société Jersiaise—fully realize that in his scientific thoroughness wedded to a genius for quiet leadership lay the secret of their united strength; so that they mourn him as one who will not be forgotten and cannot be replaced.
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