It is his attitude toward truth that distinguishes the ethical from the unethical writer,—Oregon Code of Ethics for Journalism.
The Higher
The Better
H A UNIVERSITY should be
xjL a centre of taste, of love
of beauty, as well as of truth ; its
concern is with all the large and
enduring interests of life, and
those who are following the quest
of the spirit in any field of en
deavor, whether the world calls
them artists or architects or mu
sicians, philosophers or historians,
biologists or chemists, social
workers or statesmen in politics
or industry, should feel equally at
home within its,wall.”
Alfred E. Zimmern, British
scholar who is coming to the uni
versity for a series of lectures,
said this out of his coordinated
knowledge of university and pub
lice life which he would see drawn
together in closer relution, see
brought to one another across the
chasm which has grown up be
tween them.
‘‘Modern life,” he finds, ‘‘with
its sick hurry and divided aims,
its ruthless and mechanical
‘drive,’ is in conflict with the
healthy creative instincts of the
artist, and with the scholar’s sen
sitive love of accuracy and bal
ance and intellectual justice.”
To soften this harshness of mod
ern life is the place of the univer
sity, to put into it something of
beauty and balance and intellect
ual justice is also its place.
Four years of college life
as it is comprised today does
not fit the average student to do
more than carve out his own lit
tle niche.
But it should do more and the
day is coming when it will have
to do more to merit support from
communities which cry through
their very existence for aid and
for new and better leaders, which
cry and are only half-heartedly
answered by those in whom they
have placed their trust.
At Oregon they are seeing all
this and at Oregon standards are
going up: Let them still go up
higher and higher until not a stu
dent can go through four years
here without acquiring more than
he came for, and most of all a
knowledge of his responsibilities.
Some Gray
June Dawn
SOME Gray June morning we
are going to wake up, push
our heads from the covers, see the
sheepskin on the table, and realize
that we’re out in the world.
Boys and girls, that morning is
coming for some of us this June,
for others three years hence,which
isn’t so very long, and when it
does come there are some of us
who are going to feel as though
we have been pushed out through
the front door of the old family
homestead into a wintry blizzard
and there are others of us who
will know the June wind in our
nostrils, feel it tingle through our
head, and know then that we are
ready to BEGIN (Wonderful
word that, begin)—and go on and
on until—.
There’s so much for us to learn
here, so much that it crowds the
hours we have to devote to it and
we some times wish—we have all
wished it at times—that we could
only stretch out the old 24 hours.
There is so much for us to learn
that we haven’t time for it, yet
we find time to play around—
some of us a little more than we
ought even to keep ourselves in
condition which is important. We
play around and the hours go by
and the days and we GET BY and
then comes the June day and the
gray morning following in right
after it.
Did you ever notice how cold
even the yellow morning light can
some times be. Remember and on
that morning look how its rays
make drab the cherished old pro
grams, dull the tinsel on the
treasured favors, even somehow
cut all glow from the album where
in those happy but fruitless hours
are pictured.
Boys and girls if we all thought
NOW as hard as we are going to
think THEN we would all feel
the June wind tingle in our heads
and we would all know that we
are were ready then to go on and
on until—.
One way to “get by” in this
University is to study.
The Spirit of Spring
YE TOWNE GOSSIP
not
By K. C. B.
On Sunday afternoon.
LAST WEEK.
A VISITOR came.
TO THE campus.
AND A dog.
BOB-TAILED.
AND YELLOW.
TROTTED NEAR the visitor.
AND THE colored canine.
APPEARED COCKY.
AND WISE.
LOOKING OVER the campus.
AS A frequent visitor.
WHO IS bored.
WITH THE same scenery.
SHOWS HIS disdain.
OF THINGS seen.
EVERYDAY.
AND ON the campus.
THE BRONZE pioneer.
HEED THE pose.
HE HAS held.
FOR MANY years.
AND THE dog.
SUDDENLD NOTICED
THE HUGE man.
OF BRONZE.
WITH RAISED whip.
AND THE pug
RAN BACK under a tree.
AND BARKED loudly.
AT THE Pioneer.
THEN HE stopped.
AND LOOKED foolish.
AS HE walked away.
WITH HIS tail.
AT HALFMAST.
WHILE HIS master laughed.
I THANK you.
The Spectator
Senior Week
Thev’s a few things about this senior
week that sure is impressive, in the
1st place ever where you go you go in
and dance, that is where ever your a
senior. But then they is always a few
lifters of the fairy terpiskorean that
aint seniors unless ’n it would be in a
bioler factory. When the Emerald sent
me down to cover Sid Wodehouse’s
Wednesday night formal in my capacity
of senior they was a few seniors i
didn’t know in jersey collars being
natully sociable i tried to engage them
in the light fantastic but we couldn’t
toddle good together. In the 2nd place
they’s a few kids like J. Deedorf that
dont look like seniors only in a high
school so they wear derby hats so as
they can get inside and play with the
girls accept when yestday afternoon
when same kid undertook to put on
some antiseptic dancing which same
almost created a riot it was so funny
anyways that’s what Jay Dee told me
Also Roscoe A. Hemenway, who used
to be a movie star customer and wear
stacombe on his hairs was supposed to
sing a song only there wasn’t no song
because he not only forgot his music
on purpose but anwyaws he can’t sing.
I ask Alex Brown did he put on any
entertainment and he said he made a
hit on the drum but I guess the crowd
had all laffed so hard at Deerdorf that
he didn’t get no raise. Only I think
the Kappa Koffee Kup was better be
cause I went to that only I didn’t have
no date for neither one and the bar
keeper wouldn’t let me into the Awful
Musicale anyways. That’s about all
only Lieth Abbot was to all of the
foregoing according to him he’s got a
date to ever dance all week which i
aint anyways i don’t care I’m just
like Spike Leslie only smaller, I dont
care only it looks kinda funny that
Spike and I don’t get no dates. Which
reminds me that I heard Floyd Bowles
and Ogden Johnson called up a bunch
of dames so that no one wouldnt think
they was razzberries.
There is reason to believe that
the Harvard eleven cannot travel
to Pasadena nor the University of
Oregon squad to Hawaii without
endangering the scholastic ac
complishments of the players
nor can Centre college or Wash
ington and Jefferson barnstorm
the United States wdthout jeo
pardizing classroom standings.
It is in these post-season games
that the danger of overdoing
football lies.—Albany Herald.
Why not inaugurate a freshman
leap week? It would do well to
start the freshman women with a
poignant knowledge of how it
feels to call the third time and
hear for the third time, “I’m so
sorry, but really I have a date.”
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After the Basket Ball Game—
Saturday Night, February 25, 1922
EUGENE THEATRE
—ALL STUDENT CAST—
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