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DAILY newspaper distributed free of charge to those fortunate enough to be on the "subscription" list, a newspaper containing not a single line of paid advertising, a newspaper whose edition is exhausted half an hour after it is off the press, a paper with three editors-in-chief and hundreds of reporters-that is Lane Tech Daily. It is a remarkable publication and there is none other like it in the United States, perhaps in the world.

Lane Tech Daily, published at the Lane Technical School, Chicago, is in every way a boy's publication. The boys write the news, the editorials, the features, edit the paper, make their own type, set it up, take proof, read proof, make type corrections, make up the pages, lock them up, "make ready",

paper man, or printer. He has had the theory and the actual working experience as well.

Not a single member of the staff of this little paper, from the editors-inchief to the smallest freshman copy boys, receives one cent of salary, yet all work enthusiastically at their tasks and there is a long waiting list of would-be editors and printers. Lane Tech Daily has robbed the English and grammar lessons of their terrors, the technical part of the printing trade of its difficulties. Students at Lane "learn to do by doing" in a new and successful way.

Lane Tech Daily is more than a mere lesson in writing. It is a school newspaper, full of school news, lively discussions, thoughtful essays, clever poems, class, society and athletic re

ports, interesting editorials. Even members of the faculty

are allowed to make announcements in it when necessary. Lane Tech Daily is distributed free to every one of the students, nearly two thousand, and to the faculty. It is edited by picked members of the classes in Journalism and English and

printed by students of the printing department and written by every boy at Lane who cares about writing. The boy who is a success on its staff, whether he makes the type or sets it up, whether he writes editorials or reads proof, is taking a practical course in the subject in which he is working.

Lane Tech Daily was started at the beginning of the school year, September, 1914. Because the principal felt that no one boy could be editor and keep up with his regular school work, he appointed three editors-in-chief, two from the regular high school classes and a third from the college course for two years of college work is given at Lane. The high school editors each edit the paper two days each week and the college boys have Wednesday. Each editor-in-chief is allowed four assistant editors, an athletic editor, an associate editor, a news editor, and a business manager. These assistants are chosen, as in all well-con

editors collect and read the contributions. If an important event has taken place, a football game or a school play, there are sure to be a dozen contributions about it. tions about it. The one published is selected for its merit. If an unknown. sophomore with a long, foreign name writes a better article than the editor, the unknown boy's contribution is published. When there is a vacancy on Lane Tech Daily the boy who has contributed the best articles is selected to fill it, for each set of editors is looking for new talent.

The boys in the printing classes have entire charge of the printing. In the basement at Lane the printing department has an equipment of which many small papers would be proud. There is a Miehle Number 4 two roller press, there are three new Mergenthaler linotype machines, monotype casters and keyboards, stones, chases, racks, stock shelves, zinc cutting-out tables,

ducted newspapers, by the editors-inchief, themselves. Each staff is complete.

In the corridor at Lane is a big box. The boys put their contributions in it, so there is no embarrassment of submitting manuscripts to a stern editor. There is no favoritism. Each day the

twenty-two type stands, Gordon presses, and other equipment of a small modern newspaper. After the editorial department has arranged the copy for the day the printing department steps in. At Lane there are classes in advanced composition, English, journalism, editorial writing, and proofreading. There are

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RIVE fourteen dry, drab miles

from from Fruita, near Colorado's western boundary. Mile after mile you cross deadly dull prairie, where the hum of the grasshopper is sweet music, because it tells of some sort of life. As you rise over the crest of a hill, there, in the near distance, lies a painted ranch on the painted desert. It looks like a mirage, so strange is it, after what you have passed through.

But there before you are the young orchards, the oat fields, the up-to-date bungalow and farm buildings.

"That's young Bob Lazear's threethousand-acre experimental farm", your friend explains to your questioning and statements to the effect that it looks too real to be real.

"Lazear is a young Chicago chap who grew tired of club life in the city and wanted to get out and investigate this 'country life' business for himself. He's been out of college two years and is only twenty-four years old."

Lazear never had been on a farm and didn't know a field of clover from a sugar-beet patch. He went to Colorado after he graduated from the engineering school at the University of Michigan. He took a six months' course in the Colorado Agricultural College, then went into Western Colorado, where he took up a one-hundredsixty-acre desert claim and lived on it nine months to prove up on it.

Then he turned system farmer. His father, a wealthy Chicagoan, headed a syndicate that took up three thousand acres surrounding the youth's claim. The entire tract, backed by shining clay hills and surrounded by nothing. but the desert of which it was a part, was growing nothing but sagebrush, prairie dogs, and ravenous jackrabbits. The young tenderfoot was given full swing and a bank account-a husky one, at that. His father and associates are gambling a fairly large sum of money, say one hundred thousand dollars, that Bob Lazear can beat the desert, and not only make the farm