Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-12-02
College Life on the Screen

WE DROPPED in at our favorite movie
w theatre. The organ was tootling its
throaty and heart throbbsh melody. We
found a seat in our favorite place-about
the sixth row, where a shortsighted person
be sure of reading any letters docu-
ments, or incrminating papers that are
thrown on the screen-and prepared for
delightful thrills The first thing we saw
was the following caption:
"lfy heart is yours; but for the nert feto
toeeks both our hearts belong to Yale"
This sounded bad to us. A little later the
organ burst into the strains of ''Boola-
Booa' and the hero, stroke of the Yale
crew, was sent in to interview the dean for
having participated in a fraternity initiation.
The dean asked him to tell the names of his
comrades in the outrage. The athletic young
man looked bruised to the soul by such a
thought, and sternly declined He then
said, according to the caption q
81 should not care to jeopardize the fair
name of Yale By remaining after l had
betrayed my companions.
BY this time, although no particular liga-
ments of affection bind us to the college
at New Haven, we had begun to hope, in
pure charity, that no Yale man was in the
house.
Well, the hero stroked the Yale boat to
victory against "Plimpton," as was to be
expected. He looked to us like rather jerky
oar but then, that may have been partly
due to the speeding of the reels. The cap
ton writer got more cheerful, ending with
bang by saying (rather merrily, we thought),
when the heroine at last captulated, "She
went into the hands of a receiver" Then
the organ played, "For God, for Country
and for Yale" and we issued forth into the
rainy night.
We wondered, also, if it were subtle irony
on the part of our favorite movie organist,
Mr.. William Lancaster, when he played
''Home Sweet Home" while some current
events pictures of Sing Sing prison were be-
ing shown.
The only time we have ever been called
"a regular feler,o it occurs to us to re-
mark, was when we spent a day of very
pleasant visiting with some high spirited
murderers and con men at Sing Sing. "Say,
Soc," remarked one of them as we left,
you're a regular feller, you ought to be
up here with the rest of us"
The chief trouble with American literature
today is that there are so many people writ
ing books.
We notice that Hearst's Magazine has
conferred a knighthood on G. X. Chesterton,
and calls him Sir Gilbert. There is certain
stage in the career Of every eminent Eng
lishman when American editors get uncer-
tain whether he has been dubbed or not. But
we think that in this case Hearst's is think
ing of Sir Gilbert Parker.
Still, the world does move. We note that
the Krupp works are said to be making
Photographic supplies. Now if only Mexico
will devote herself to speeding up the pro-
duction of tamales.
Do your Christmas chatting early.
Is it only our imagination, or is the
amount of bunk in circulation increasing?
Perhaps it is only our annoyance at the
annual crop of Christmas illuminated senti-
ments'' which always spell Its with an
apostrophe.
Portrait Of Mr.. S. T. Kelsey
Mr. s. t. Kelsey. the general manager
of the LinVille Improvement Co., is at once
n philosopher and engineer botanist and
a scholar His neatly proportioned person
is a little smaller than that OF the average
man, and from beneath his brim peeps, in
cunning brilliancy, a pair OF small, keen,