OREGON SUNDAY EMERALD Member of Pacific Intercollegiate Phh Association Kenneth Youel Editor Lyle Janz Manager Official publication of the Associated Student* of the Unlvendty of Orejton. issued daily except Monday, durinp the college year. ERNEST HAYCOX, Sunday Editor _ George H. Godfrey, Managing Editor Features: Jessie Thompson, Earl Voorhies, Katherine Watson, Arthur Rudd, Edwin Fraser, Ep Hoyt, Margaret Skavlan, Francis Linklater, Katherine Spall. _ __ General Writers: Clinton Howard, Eddie Smith, Rachael Chezem. The Law of Living Time was in this school when a fellow could juggle all four of the balls of study, social engagement, athletics, and organization activities. But in those days it was a gol’ darn serious offense to get better than passing grades, and organized activities were small and greenish peas indeed. Social engagements and athletics then were the ends and aims and the everlasting joys of the chappies and laddies who got the sheepskins we may get if we stay here five or six years. Truly, things have changed with an incomprehensible swiftness. Only a year ago, a man or woman could cover very nearly everything in school, and all the four corners of interest could be effectually gathered together in such a way that every student here might say quite truthfully that lie knew all things that went on, and had a word in all things that went on. That was the time when everyone went out for everything. The prominent people took on every honor and man aged. by a fair amount of exertion, to be around for all gatherings, from the dog fights and frosh mill racings to student body meetings. Not so now. We can hardly comprehend the sudden growing up the University has undergone. Yesterday it was a school of intensely personal outlook. It was a state university, true enough, but it was in the wobbly period of life when its voice broke from falsetto to bass and its gait was ungainly and sometimes awkward. It was individual, arid many times individual voices were heard above the general cur rent of its life, shouting different and varying things. Not s0 today. Today it is an institution, with a definite aim and policy. Attain ing maturity it lias taken unto itself a solid body of tradition and a fund of dignity. It is greater than one man, or any group of men. Its administration may change, its football teams may sulfer defeat, its student body be diminished no matter, the 1 niversity will go right along at its new pace. 'l'he transition has been accomplished by the hard and willing labor of many women and men who rolled up their sleeves and gave of their energy. They were the ones who took on so many diverse activities. They had to; for there were not enough people to man the life boats of expansion. We today see a new order of things which appears something like this.; The school is too big for any man or woman to hope to cover completely. Somewhere lie or she must find the desired niche, the desired job, the desired recreation, the desired society. Having found them he or slit' must give into that chosen field the very best of energy and the very best of willing service. l-'or in this same way, the classes who have gone before built the foundations of the structure we now care for. Onward Sweeps Oregon By Clinton Howard immm In the hent ill' the buttle with the Aggies, with W. H. with anyone, whore is the Oregon student who is not proud to thunder Mighty Oregon f Wlien the game is elose, nml the score stands, inn\'li:ip, ;it tlie end ot til. halt, (i to (i; when the erowd surges over the gridiron, forming into u long ser pontine, going around, and mound, and around, with the thunder ot ''rail, rah Oregon, rah. rah, Oregon," hurtling up: wIhmi the erowd of "outsiders wntrhes from the grandstand, inking in nil this display of spirit where is the Oregon student who then does not "hop to it," to don his green and yel low rooter's cap, and take his plaee in line, as conspicuously as possible, that the erowd may know that he is one of the privileged. Wlio is tin' mu' w In* does not |iiirHili' with . mis,‘inns pride mill mimicry n hi Napoleon, ilowii tho muiii street of tlio “town” after tlio game is over, ami wo Itavo got tlio wore! There Ml lie n hot time in the oh! town tonight. A hot time, ves, when lie parades with looter's rap perched on the peak of his head, to the front, or to the haek, with i pipe in his month, if he he that kind, with cigarette, if lie he that kin.I, or with nothing, if he he that kind. !*ietaro l.emon Yellow on a haek ground of green! The yellow is our : only iiffieia oolor. \nd hear Mighty Oregon! The host song ever on a football field or at a rally. Vnd at night, hv the light of the I fireplare. ti e moon, the eampfire, when the 11 n 's voices boom virile and low. and the girl’s, u a higher sweeter strain, hear, ■■ \s 1 sit and dream at e veil lug, Of thi s,' ,1a \s now past and g.aw aw an. and 1 think of all the eld . fri‘ nils, whose mem o ries to me e re torn.” Past generations of Oregon, and past dera tes of Oregon are in sep i . 1 • \ link, ! with ti tone. Hear the drinking sung apologies, to any of those who mav h. \ preoi • dii es against drinking, hat every col I leg ' has *Ueh songs; •' Then hail! [ boy-, hail! for mold Oregon, And hail, for the lemon yellow; We’ll fall in line and drink a stein, We like a jolly I (rood fellow!” A jolly good follow; tlint song breaths somuthing of tlu> spirit of tlio ale-inns of tlio Universities of old l-luropo. Oregon is forty-six years old. with forty six classes to do her homage and render respect; young ns .in institution, yet old in spirit. A lit lie university in the west, at first, she was. but the decades of tradition now stretch behind her. In a smaller, younger way, Oregon deserves the eulogy given by the sons of Yale to their Alma Mater, 'Mother of men grown strong in the giving— Honor to him thy lights have led; liieh in the toil of thousands living, 1 * ion d of the deeds of thousands dead! " and, continuing, may we say of Ore gon, as they Jo of old Yale, “We who have felt thy power and kuown thee, We in whose lives thy lights avail, High, in our hearts enshrined, en throne Mother of men. old Yale!” Would wo had a song liko that. Tin I’nivorsity, daughter «.»f a groat com mouwoalth, is growing. If we must change, now is the time, before we grow too large. Hotter go slow, before abandoning the old traditions, for the love of what former generations have done and have said is strong in man, especially at the ‘•college age’’ and here at Oregon, we are no exception. Do wo need a hvmut A content pot ary new spaper has said that most of our songs are melodies which would not attract the attention of the aver age man, had he anything better to do at the time, than listen. The paper was referring to Oregon songs as they are heard, sung by the glee clubs, to the people of tin state, outside of the college atmosphere, entirely out of the co ego world. Is Mighty Oregon our rept es, ntat i\e song’ Does it repre sent the ideals, the growing ideals, sufficiently, of an institution which will bo some day, an old. tradition of the state. For calleges, and uaiver sities, too grow, and as Oregon is proud of her full grown sons, today, «o, sometime in the future, the sons 'f the state will ‘‘go up" to her Vui Poem* THE TENT Herbert Crombie Howe I pitch the tent of my gay fluttering " words Beneath the date palm, by the well of sweet water That makes existence possible in the desert. Here, when the sun is down, and the river of stars. Gleams in the desert of space, I strike the tambourine of my wind driven words. Spirit of man, you are welcome here to rest While you drink from the well. I shall leave the tent, When I myself am gone forth. SONGS OF THE SHIPYARD I: Tie Riveter High on the scaffold the riveter stands, Where he grasps his die in his thick gloved hands, ’Till the light flares through the rivet hole— ’Till the white steel pokes through the rivet hole— White and hot, through the rivet hole— And is forged to cold, hard bands. Oh, the rigger’s scaffolds quiver and sway, As the dies o’er the bur-heads swiftly play; While the thundering thump of the rivet guns— The quiver and thud of the rivet guns—■ The soul-shaking jar of the rivet guns— Fast eats his life away. —Leslie Perry. REVELRY Autumn’s revelry’s begun; Tonight 1 will dance the songs of the wind, The moon will bo my balloon The gaudy leaves My confetti. Tonight I will don My gayest gown. —Amalja. COMPARISON My soul is like a violet, I Shyly looking up. I Your’s the rushing rain drops That fill me as a cup. And, over-full with you, dear, 1 bathe the nearest bloom. For all the rushing rain drops A violet hasn't room. —M. N. A LIFETIME A stream was born of a cavern of ice— It leaped into the light and. dashed away, Young and forgetful. I saw it swirl in a dripping canyon, Clutching and snarling at the shining walls, Hulking in round black pools. 1 heard it murmur through a yellow field, Through the leaves of a dreaming tree, Peacefully—happily— Out to the sea. —F. S. AGGIES DROP GAME (Continued from page one.) ter tlie exhibition of football which they put up yesterday. They took ab solutely no chances, ami let Chapman's punts roll for yards rather than take a chance at fumbling. The game they played was too safe, and they certainly lack the spirit and dash of a winning team. The victory is especially pleasing after two years of tie games, and adds another to the long list of Oregon wins from O. A. C. The score now stands 17 wins for Oregon in '_’7 starts, four wins for the Aggies, and six tie con tests. Oregon threatened to score two other times, once when Hunk Latham got versity, trained with the idea of going there, from their youth up. And our colors. Far less important, but Oregon’s family is not at peace about them. Artistic souls on our cam pus say that lemon yellow, our of ficial color, can never be made to har monize with a background of green, and that lemon yellow is not a good color anyhow. But then, traditions and art often clash! More important, however from the standpoint of time litnss, is the fact announced by the advertising authorities, that lemon yel low attracts no attention. Oregon colors for the 1912 Home coming. and the Oregon -O. A. 0. game, were practically changed, unofficially, tor the pesters were gotten out iu red and green. So were the Homecoming envelopes. The authorities in charge of the work say that red and green show up better. Possible so, possibly not! Song and eolors together, let us decide about 'hem before we grow anv irger. And vet, is not the ipiestioning of certain traditions, by the student body. h\ the aluiuni, by the people of the state, a sign, a distinct and unmistakable sign of growth? The paths of retrospec tion of great universities are hedged deep with discarded traditions Happy is the institution which can prune its traditions, keeping on \ the living and vital! away with a 45 yard ruu’ only to be downed by the safety, and again in the last quarter when a fumble gave them possession of the ball on the Ag gie ten yard line, but it was lost on dow'ns when the Lemon-Yellow failed to batter through for a touchdown. Oregon Punting Good The punting end of the game in which Oregon was doped to lose out, resulted contrary to expectations, as two of Gill’s boots were blocked, one going for an Oregon touchdown, while all of Chapman’s kicks went for long gains, with the O. A. C. receiver al ways downed in his tracks. The game came out exactly as all Oregon students knew it would, and with this clean-cut hard-fought vic tory behind us, let’s begin preparing for the final and crucial clash of the season, the University of Washington game on Thanksgiving day. 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