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    The Sunday Emerald
VOLUME XXV
UNIVERSITY OF OREGON, EUGENE, SUNDAY, APRIL 20, 1924
NUMBER 139
The
Bystander
The Great Contagion!
Student Revolution!
Whence—Oxforditis?
A Toast—!
By C. N. B.
Now that events arte crowding
rapidly upon us, it is a matter of
life and death that all definitions
be properly defined—as the Walrus
would say to the Carpenter. Wake
up—wo are calling you “Oxford
itis.” • • *
Student Union drive is a big
drive, but it is only part of the
Oxforditis drive. The agitation
for individually increased interest
in sports is only part of the Ox
forditis agitation. Those who
“kick” about the over-organiza
tion are bitten by the bug. It’s
contagious I
Even “the shady place by the old
Mill Race” works in very nicely
with the “Disciples of More Time.”
• * »
Colleges and universities have a
way of intensifying certain aspects
of the spirit of the nation in which
they are situated. American bus
tle, intensified 25 per cent, is rid
ing Oregon’s 10 per cent to a hard
fall. They are the goats. What
does the “glory, envy of others,
etc.” mean to them, who have no
time to even think of aught but
work? * * *
The 90 per cent have—canoeing,
teas, dansants and 186 credits for
graduation. In other words, they
have the leisure but not the intel
lectual stimulus.
The 10 per cent have the intel
lectual stimulus, but not the leis
ure. “Activities” still pursue
them!
This Oxforditis—this real Uni
versity spirit, has held its strong
est trenches in the senior class,
among the undergraduates. The
juniors are “getting the idea.” But
how about the underclassmen? Two
years from now, when they are
S-e-n-i-o-r-s, will Oregon hold a
recognized place in the leading
Tanks of this student revolution
which is sweeping the nation?
For there is a student revolution
in progress—and a faculty one, too.
This movement is carrying all be
fore it in the United States and
Canada. Undergraduates are tired;
t-i-r-e-d of only credit hours, of
committees and pins. Four years
of undergraduate rush—pins and
committee experience, and what
does the cold, cruel world care when
you graduate? Sure, you may be
the office boy, and spend y&ur or
ganizing ability in arranging the
brooms and dust-pans in, the clean
ing-closet. Of course, activities
are of some vital good—I am exag
gerating the case against them—
but you get the point?
This is the University of Ore
gon’s chance to a great achieve
ment and reputation. Pray she
sees it—then work! For then the
title an “Oregon” man will be all
sufficient to distinguish her gradu
ates—anywhere!
How many knows that the goal
of many of the Oregon faculty has
been for years—conceived long
before the present sweeping, popu
lar movement—to create a Univer
sity of Oregon diploma ranking
with those of Yale, Harvard,
Princeton in the eastern United
States, and Oxford and Cambridge
in England? Hence—Oxforditis!
* * *
Here’s to:
Individualistic interest in sports
—teams subsequent!
• • »
Even more use of the rent, Shel
don and “special interest” shelves!
(The latter two shelves are just
Tjack of the circulation desk, and
are free—try them. The librarians
won’t bite you!)
• • •
Even more honest dissatisfaction
with the present system of credit.,
The faculty will probably be eager |
to change the system as soon as!
vou petition them!
* • *
Skid the useless committees and!
“honor fraternities.”
» • •
A toast. Drink, then! “To,
greater Oregon!”
PRUDENCE AND GUY TALBOT
VISITING THEIR AUNT
Prudence and Guy W. Talbot Jr.,
of Portland, are guests of their
aunt, Miss Gertrude Talbot, of
Hendricks hall, for a few days.
Both are enjoying a vacation from
jschool work.
BUT atE YE HAVE NOT
ALWAYS—”
John 12:3 ff.
V
I
My Lord is gone—
My God was crucified.
And yet He rose,
Although His body died.
His presence lives
Through years that fade and blur
A fragrant dream
To bless His worshipper.
^ Sometimes it seems
My dark hair smells as sweet
As when I wiped
The ointment from His feet.
—MARGARET SKAVLAN.
Hayward Gives
$500 to Union
More Unity Is Needed
Says Trainer
One pledge begets another. Bill
Hayward today announces to the
Student Union campaign committee
that it has his signature for $500.
“Bill” is Number Two on the offi
cial roll of Student Union. His
pledge was made yesterday, after
thoughtful consideration on the
part of the trainer of just how far
he had better go in subscribing his
support to the project.
It need not be stated that Hay
ward favors the plan. “Bill” is
a citizen of older years who has
watched time apply its brush to the
campus and the University. In his
heart have been coveted beatific
recollections of days when Old Ore
gon was young.
“Bill’s” 21 years here have
taught him things. He finds stu
dents drifting apart. And he sees
the spirit which was life at Oregon
in days gone by altered. And he
thinks that Student Union will
serve to restore a morale, a state of
mind, which was of inestimable
value when it stood out on the Ore
gon campus.
“The power of Oregon spirit is
Unity,” said “Bill,” when he made
known his desire to back the Stu
dent Union. “Increased numbers
make necessary a more minute di
vision of individual interests,” was
the idea “Bill” expressed in de
scribing the disappearance of that
“something” which is so vital to
a unified student body. “We need
a Student Union to bring Oregon
students together.
“Here,” said the veteran, as he
handed the committee his $500
pledge. “This will build a few
bricks for Student Union.”
I
Women to Have
Leap-Year Hop
The women on the campus are
urged not to forget the leap year
dance, given by the Women’s
league, Friday evening, May 2, at
the Woman’s building. The admis-j
sion is 85 cents—to be paid by;
the co-eds. The music is to be
furnished by Jack Myer’s Mid-nite
Sons.
Tickets are to be sold at the
various women’s houses next Tues
day evening at dinner, by Lucinda
Dell, Margaret Jamison, Delores
Pearson and Alberta Carson. The
committee hopes that the girls will
get their dates and their tickets
is early as possible.
The proceeds of the dance go
to the social treasury of the or
ganization, to help pay for its
share of the expenses incurred in
sending Mary Bartholomew to tfye
3tudent Volunteer convention last
fall.
Varsity Wins
Battle of Bats
Teams Show Need of
Hard Workouts
Let it suffice to say that both
the varsity and freshman baseball
squads got a good workout iu their
practice game yesterday after
noon. It was useless to try
to score the hectic contest,
as the hits and errors followed so
closely after one another that
they formed a regular barrage. To
ward the last it became a regular
merry-.go-round for the varsity who
batted completely around two or
three times. Cook and King rap
ped the ball for four bases, and
cleaned the bases driving in a
couple of men before them in each
instance.
However, in spite of the hitting
fest, the fact was demonstrated
that several of the varsity play
ers have not got back the old bat
ting eye, for in some instances
they fanned ingloriously. The de
fensive work was also very ragged.
The work of the infield showed
plainly that they are not ready
for conference competition yet. The
weather and lack of an adequate
playing field has handicapped Coach
Reinhart and his men, and, as a
result, they are somewhat behind
the other members of the confer
ence in the progress of their train
ing. Reinhart faces no mean task
in whipping an aggregation to
gether capable of taking the long
end of the score from Whitman
next Wednesday.
Both the varsity and the frosh
used three liurlers or more during
the course of the entertainment
yesterday afternoon. The varsity
battery was composed of Sausser,'
Brooks and Bliss. The freshmen
hurlers were D. Adolph, Kiminki,
Watt, and Orr. A varsity catcher,
did the receiving for the yearlings.
Both teams are in need of some
hard scrimmage to put them in
shape and get them to working to-1
gether. Some other sessions like the |
one yesterday should aid materially |
in shaping up the aggregations i
ready for outside competition. Re-1
ports from the other conference J
teams indicate that they have !
strong nines in prospect, and so j
that means that Oregon will face a i
strenuous season on the diamond |
this year. However, if the pitch- ;
ing staff comes through at all, i
Oregon should have some of the
contests stowed away on the right
side of the book.
SUNRISE EASTER MUSIC ALE
GIVEN THIS MORNING
An Easter sunrise music service
was planned for 7 o’clock this
morning in the Methodist church.
John Stark Evans of the Univer
sity school of music has arranged
to give special music on the pipe
argan at the church. All Univer
sity students and others interested
have been invited to attend the
services.
Snow Slides—
Gales; a Battle
With Elements
By Margaret Skavlati
Mountain sickness, blinding snow,
an 80-mile gale, and .all the hazards
of ice-fields and snow slides were
not enough to deter adventurous
youth determined upon doing the im
possible—climbing the Middle Sister
in the month of March. Seven Uni
versity students—Lewis Martin, Guy
Ferry, Konald Sellers, Bob Green,
Harvey Robertson, Marvin Cragun,
and Alton Gabriel—spent in this way
four days of the soring vacation.
They left Eugene in cars on March
20, and although they were warned
by an old guide at McKenzie Bridge
that the ice fields were impassable at
that time of year, stretching for thou
sands of feet, the men determined to
risk it. Leaving the cars at Alder
Springs, they hiked eight miles and
camped for the night at Frog Camp.
Next day in four feet of loose snow
and without snowshoes they took turns
breaking trail, and made 10 miles in
eight hours.
A lean-to of fir boughs with a fire
in the middle furnished a shelter for
the first night on the timber line.
The men dug four feet in the snow
leading out from the lean-to, and af
ter laying four six inches of fir
boughs in these improvised bunks they
could sleep snugly with only three
blankets.
Leaving their 50-pound packs in the
lean-to, the men left early the next
morning on the 4000-foot climb to
the peak. Their one concern was to
make it and return before dark, or
they were lost. With 60 feet of
rope, an ax, a trench shovel, and light
(very light) refreshments of choco
late bars, raisins and hardtack, they
set out.
All extra socks had been burned
the first night while left to dry on
sticks in front of the fire, an extra
gloves Had suffered the same fate
at the timber line, so the men were
none too warm. Soon a blizzard set
in, and it was impossible to see ten
feet ahead. An eighty-mile gale was
blowing, and the tendency was to fol
low the storm instead of the compass
which they believed to be wrong. Nev
ertheless they followed the compass.
At some 120 foot cliffs which
looked impossible to scale, Robertson
and Gabriel turned back to the tim
ber line camp. Martin and Ferry,
who led the party, took the rope and
elimbed the face of the cliffs, being
surprised to meet their other com
rades at the top, who had found their
way around one other side.
“Hurray for hell! ” It was Martin
who first discovered that the summit
hatLbeen reached about 2 p. m. Tired
but exultant, they looked behind them
and could see below them a shadowy
outline of the mountain. They knew
they were no longer climbing when
they walked, but distance had been
so deceiving that 100 yards from the
top it had seemed almost as far away
as from the timber line.
They dared not spend much time
looking for the Mazama box in which
they wished to put their names, so
the names and date, March 22, were
written by Cragun, who wore the heav
iest gloves, and burled in a tobacco
can.
At 3:30 they struck their old
trail which was nearer the timber line
and had not been entirely obliterated.
(Continued on page two.)
By D. L. W.
“I think.”
And one who thinks stimulates
others to thought.
So is Alexander Meiklejohn, who
paused a few, too short hours on
the Oregon campuB, and was hustled
away again to Portland, where he
is to spend some weeks sowing the
germs of ideas, even as he has
sown here.
The seed struck fertile soil, and
one can feel already the vast bulk
of Complacence heave and shake its
dull head, not understanding, but
feeling that another has come and
is demanding its share—its share in
the University community—its share
in the faculty and students.
Meiklejohn let down the bars to
this newcomer — Sensitivity — intro
duced him, and encouraged acquain
tanceship.
As he rose and stepped forward,
before tho earnest group assembled
in Alumni hall, Thursday evening, a
current of surprise flowed about the
circle.
“Why, I didn’t imagine that was
he,” exclaimed one, under his breath,
to a neighbor.
He appeared small, insignificant,
in the shadow of the soft lights. His
first remarks were halting, almost
catchy, feeling out the ground, test
ing, .judging. His remarks, naive,
brought ehuckles from the hearers.
Then he said, “I shall begin.” Like
one crossing a bit of bog, careful lest
he mire, but had now crossed safely.
He knew where he was. He know
what he wanted to say.
His ideal—to appreciate what is to
be appreciated — to be sensitive.
“That’s life at the very top, I think.”
The inflections were perfect com
plements to the thought and word.
Were one not a native to the tongue,
he would have been stirred by the
music, the feeling, that was there. A
master priest of his creed.
He preaches, “Think.” He prac
tices, “Think.” His apostles, “Think.”
That is education to Meiklejohn,
tho development of these endowments.
That is what he attempted, and
largely accomplished at Amherst col
lege, of which he was president from
1912 until a little less than a year
ago, when a storm of opposition from
alumni and trustees broke about him.
R. L. Duff us, reviewing “Prophets
Unawares,” by Lucion Price, an ac
count of Amherst affairs and ideals,
says, “Mr. Price’s attention was
called to this educational experiment
in 1913 when he met on a Nantasket
steamboat in Boston harbor an Am
(Continued on page three)
Georgia Benson
Describes Trip
Arizona Country Has
Many Attractions
A desert picnic, a visit to Harold
Bell Wright ’s home, a trip across
the border into Mexico and dinner
in the famous Sonora, and “Cave
in the Mountain,” are just a few
of the very interesting and unusual
things which Georgia Benson,
president of Women’s league, did
on her recent trip as representa
tive to the Western Conference of
Associated Women Students at
Tucson, Arizona.
“When I arrived there, it was
sprinkling,” said Miss Benson,
“and when the girls apologized, I
told them that I felt right at
homo.” The Arizona campus is
very dry looking, with practically
no grass and very ynliko our own
Oregon campus. All the girls
seemed to have bobbed hair. There
are 1,100 students, of which only
400 are women. Tho men were cer
tainly nice to all the representa
tives of the conference, and put
themselves out to entertain us.
“One.of the loveliest scenes that
I witnessed,” she said, “was a
pageant called the ‘ Magic Foun
tain. ’ It was performed outside by
a large fountain,; with a eactusj
garden behind it, and the blue and
purple mountains in the distance.
“Another interesting experience
was a visit to Harold Bell Wright’s
Pueblo home, about seven miles
out from Tucson. Mr. Wright was
not at home, but Mrs. Wright was
there, and was lovely to us.
“Then we went on a trip across
the Mexican border to Nogales,
Mexico,” continued Miss Benson.
(Continued on Page Two.)
He Thinks—and He Gives
Us [Food for Thought
The Murphy Clan’s Inning
v v « 41 y y
A Name’s Strange Fortune
Bn Norma Wilson
Lucky is the man who’s name is
Murphy! Proud should he be to
bear that title. For an unusual,
wonderful award awaits those who
were so fortunate as to be born
into the great family of Murphys.
And, among us here on the campus,
is a Murphy who is about to take
advantage of his singular oppor
tunity.
Errol Murphy, a senior in eco j
uomics, has made his way through j
the University by working 12 long
hours every night at one of the Eu
gene garages. And, all at once,
out of the working man’s dark
sky, there comes to him a chance
to continue his studies at Harvard,
where he will take up law on a
scholarship of $100 a month.
How does it happen f And where
Joes the name of Murphy come inf
Here is the story. Once upon a
time, there was a man called Mur
phy, who so loved his name and
all who boro that name that in his
dreams he found a way to preserve
its honor and prestige, and to re
ward those who belonged to the
great family. He made an endow
ment of $4,000,000 to Harvard,
several years ago—this sum to go
towards educating the Murphys of
America. Any Murphy who is
capable of taking a college educa
tion, may apply and receive the
$100 a month scholarship. The
only requirement is that he be able
to maintain an average of “2.”
The strangest part of the bar
gain is that all the money available
for this purpose has not been used.
Errol’s uncle is one who has re
(Continued on page four.)
Russian Spirit
Shown in Play
He Who Gets Slapped’
Symbolic Comedy
The symbolism of the Bussian
of today in Leonid Andreyev’s
“Ho Who Gets Slapped,” to be
produced by the University Com
pany at Guild hall Thursday and
Friday, is a direst and interesting
one. Every character of the play
can be taken as symbolic of a cer
tain class in modern Russia.
The feverish groping after civili
zation and order that has con
vulsed Russia since the Avar is well
represented by the jostling circus,
with its conflicts of people utterly
strange to each other, yet living
together; and withal, with little
comprehension of what they are
struggling about.
“He Who Gets Slapped” is the
best of Russia; the aristocracy of
the ancient regime who descends
into the maelstrom of today’s Rus
sia willing to bo the lowest; earn
estly trying to enter into the life
of the people, to understand them,
and to guide them. “He” brings
with him all the culture, all the
achievement of the mankind which
AA'as formerly only the privilege of
his own class. How it is under
stood and appreciated is better told
by tlio play.
There is Papa Briquet, the hesi
tant manager of the circus, typify
ing the upper bourgeoisie; tempor
arily ruling, trying in a timid way
to solve the immense problems that
face Russia today.
Zinida, lion tamer, passionate,
fiery, abnormal, symbolises in her
wildness, the Red element. She is
restless, she tries continually to at
tach herself to someone, something.
She has a passion for a great red
lion; an artistic touch. She por
trays well the restlessness of that
element today.
Count Mancini is the degenerate
parasitical typo of impoverished
nobleman that preys on that un
happy country today. Villainy has
become his solo trade, exploitation
of the ignorant people below him.
Consuelo and Bezano, the - juve
niles, are typical of tho fresh, un
spoiled youth; ignorant but good,
and t’-e hope of the nation. One
after another of those different
elements, these different people
try to gain over the youth; and
their measure of success and fail
ure makes up the main body of
the plot. There is Baron Regnard,
rich, dissipated, suitor of Consuelo;
a very personification of evil.
Count Mancini, using all his influ
ence to affect this union of Con
suelo and the Baron; Zinida mak
ing passionate lovo to the shrink
ing Bezano. What “He” does in
the general melee, his concern for
the Youth, and his part in the
tragedy form a gripping climax.
An interesting figure is the
Gentleman, personification of
“He’s” past; weak, ineffectual,
shrinking from the contacts of this
bourgea’i world. /•Imk
Quarter Men
Show Speed
Results of Saturday’s
Track Competition
Satisfy Bill Hayward
Time Is Kept Secret
Several Runners Not
in Suits Because
of Minor Injuries
“Well, I find our chances look
bettor since I find out there oro
some sprint men and half milers
coming out for track, but we are
still weak on second and third
place men in many of the events,**
was Coach Hayward’s comment af
ter the track meet at Hayward
field yesterday. This was a full
fledged meet with officials and ev
erything.
The demon race of the day waa
the quarter mile event. Both Bis
ley aud Rosebraugh are two year
men and both are showing better
form than at any previous season.
Rosebraugh drew the inside lane
and held a slight lead for three
quarters of the way, then Risley
forgod evon with him and they bat
tled neck and neck until a short
distance from the finish Risley
managed to gain enough to enable
the judges to declare him the of
ficial winner. According to Coach
Hayward, the time was perfectly
satisfactory for this early in the
season; but not for publication.
More Speed Developed
M. Lucas, Tuck and Snyder de
veloped enough speed in the 100
to make Bill express his satisfac
tion with the time. In the 880
Gerke, Mauney and McCune bat
tled through the race. Gerke
who won, was about eighth at the'
end of the first lap, but managed
to pull away from the crowd soon
enough to win after a hard sprint.
He won tho race last week in the
same spectacular way. Flying fin
ishes may be that boy’s specialty.
Perhaps the collection of fair
co-eds in the grandstand is respon
sible for some of the best times be
ing made yet this season. If these
few inspiro the men sufficiently to
onable them to run the best races
they have yet this year, the multi
tude which will undoubtedly be
here for tho Olympic try-outs
should mean much toward return
ing Oregon a winning team.
Some Unable to Work
Totz and McColl wore not in
suits today; being still incapaci
tated by numerous ailments. Leland
Walker, a promising two-miler, has
been forced to do his track work
from the sidelines by order of the
doctor. If Oregon could once es
cape the clutches of the jinx and
get all her material into operation
at once—well, she won’t be last in
the conference race this year, any
how.
■ Summary of the races: Low hur
dles—Kelsey, Rodda and Clark.
High hurdles—Kolsey, Cleaver and
Hunt. 220—Holt, M. Lucas and
Cash. Two-mile—Keating and
Jones. One-mile—Barnes and Con
ley. 440—Risley, Rosebraugh and
Wilbur. 100, final heat—M. Lucas,
Tuck and Snyder. 880—Gerke,
Mauney and McCune.
Summary of field events: Broad
jump—Rosenburg, Gray and Sny
(Continued on page four)
Heilig Will Give
Special Music
A specially prepared concert for
the opening of the Heilig’s new
Robert Morton orchestral organ
Monday night has been arranged by
Elbert Lachele, who will preside at
the console. The program has been
planned to please an audience that ap
preciates the finer class of music as
well as those who enjoy the lato pop
ular selections. The concert will be
fifteen minutes in length and will be
played immediately after the feature
picture at 8:50. The program is as
follows:
(1) Overture “Poet and Peasant”
(Suppe).
(2) “Medley of Old Standbye”(El
bert Lachele).
(3) “March Militaire” (Franz Shu
bert).
(4) “Collection of Popular Hits.’*
(5) “Mighty Oregon.”