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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (May 11, 1924)
OREGON SUNDAY EMERALD Member of Pacific Intercollegiate Press Association Official publication of the Associated Students of the University of Oregon, issuer daily except Monday, during the college year. ARTHUR S. RUDD Editorial Board Managing Editor . Associate Editor . Associate Managing Editor . Don Woodward .John W. Piper .Ted Janes Sunday Editor ...Margaret Morrison Daily News Editors Marian Lowry Rosalia Keber Frances Simpson Norma Wilson Ed Miller Night Jerk Burleson Rupert BuIHvant lairnar Johnson Editors Walter Coover Douglas Wilson Jim Case p I. N. S. Editor _Pauline Bondnrant intents...... , _Josephine Ulrich, Louis Dammasch Sports Editor .Monte Byer* Sports Staff Sports Writers: Bill Akers, Ward Cook, Wilbur Wester Alfred Erickson, George Godfrey, Pete Lears Upper News Staff Catherine Spall Mary Cierin Leonard Lerwill Margaret Skavlan Georgians Gertinger Frances Sanford Leon Byrne Kathrine Kressman Mews Staff: Lyle Jen*. Helen Reynold*. Lester TumbBafrh. 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Phones Ivlitor . 655Manager . 951 Daily News Editor This Issue Night Editor This Issue Margaret Morrison James Case _______---<$> The Prom—the Beginning and the End The Proin was over. Most of the couples were leaving as the strain of “Home Sweet Home” floated over the great armory floor, but here and there students of the various classes stood watching the thinning crowd. Their thoughts were varied and to know them all would be interesting and not a little fascinating. The Junior Prom always seems to mark the closing of the University year. Elections are over, annual prize awards have been made and the year's athletic enterprises are mostly history. The new group of young men and women who are to lead Oregon for the coming year have been chosen. About all that is left are a few warm, dreamy weeks of listless attempts to prepare for ex aminations or to plan the coming summer. For the seniors there is Commencement. Through an un fortunate circumstance, which -makes it impracticable for the main body of students to remain for the ceremonies, Commence ment attracts much less interest here than on most campuses, and this factor makes the final event of their University career appear rather minor in its importance. So even to the seniors the Prom is the end. Members of the class of '24 who attended the dance last night were filled with an intense earing for their Oregon. ' Mem ories of by-gone days, of other Proms, of campus happenings, came back to them full force. During the last month they have seen other people named for the positions which they hold, and already they have much the same feeling that an alumnus experiences when lie returns for the first time after graduation. It was a night of jubilation for the juniors. It was theirs to experience the fullness of University life. Tlpj Prom marked the beginning of “their year.” The chance to run things in their own way was finally theirs! Resolutions to prove the worth of their class in the carrying out of the responsibilities ahead were in the minds of a great many who claim '23 as their own. The raeaningfulness of the Prom was probably the least evi dent to the sophomores. They were mildly satisfied with the pleasant prosper! of being upperelassmen. Some of them, doubt less, cherished half-formed plans of how they too will win some of the rewards that the campus offers its successful juniors. For the most part, however, the class of 1926 thought of the Prom only as a “nice dance.” For the freshmen the Prom marked the end of their first year at Oregon. They at last, had the sense of being “real Uni versity students.’’ Now they can return to their homes and feel perfectly free to discuss the ways at Oregon just like their older brothers and sisters used to do. They have moved up a notch, and oh, how they will discipline any unruly frosh who fails to observe Oregon traditions next fall! The class of 1928 had better watch out! For the freshmen learning of campus fundamentals and of doing the attendant menial tasks is about over. Their time to begin on larger endeavor is about to com mence. The burning of the caps Friday is proof of that. Their days at Oregon are mostly ahead. Little they know how, when the orchestra sounded its final note, last night, some of the older boys and girls, who are about to leave campus paths, many of them never to return, coveted them—the fresh men—their opportunity of service and the joys of campus as sociations which will be theirs in the years to come. I_ Sport Chatter by MONTE BYEBS Crew Coach Rusty Callow has signed another contract to coach the Washington Huskies. Washington ap preciates a good thing when they find it. Right now Callow is among the most successful shell coaches in the country. If you doubt it, ask them back east. Callow isn’t so old, but he’s turn, ing into a veteran for a young man. Carnegie Tech is thinking seriously of disbanding the baseball team for the season on account of the ineligi bility of a player. They would dis band and refuse letters. This may be a good move, but at the same time it is hard on the rest of the team, who have been playing. Heinie Odom, captain of the Texas Longhorns, has been receiving flat tering offers from some of the big ma.jor league ball clubs. Odom seems like a nice morsel for someone to grab. He bats in the neighborhood of .5000, is a good fielder and is speedy on the liases. There are a num ber of ma.jor leaguers right now who started their careers in collegiate circles. Carson Bigbee, with Pitts burg, got his start at Oregon. | The United States soccer team sail-j ed for France, May G. Seventeen | players are making the trip back to the Paris Olympics to engage in the Scotch pastime. They will have some' real competition in this sport as it is the big game in England and Scot. ' land. A championship soccer tilt in England draws bigger than a world series game in New York. When the American Olympic track j and field team sails for France in I June, on the liner America, it will j have a special banked track to work i out on on the deck of the vessel. This will bo a great improvement over the training conditions experienced by the team which represented the United States at the Antwerp games in 1920. The conditions were almost unbearable, but still the team came out ahead. Can’t keep the Yankee down in athletics, although the Finns have vowed to do this in the games this year. Well, we saw the varsity ball team come to life and take two of the prettiest exhibitions of baseball ever seen on the old ridge diamond. In the past four years there haven’t been better games. The team had the real pep this weekend and let’s hope they stage a real fight against the Aggies this week. Some people may have started the usual calamity howl about the coaching situation, but let us give' you a tij). If that team doesn’t win another game this year, it isn’t the fault of the coach. Billy Reinhart is giving the team a lot of stuff it never had before. He has changed the style of a num ber of the men and they are going to benefit bv it. The pitchers have been weak, but that isn’t Reinhart’s fault, (live him the right pitching ajtd watch his ball club. The club has five wins to its credit now, providing the game which Snow, of Idaho, pitched is forfeited. The I Vandal hinder uses the spit ball and it j seems that it is barred. If so the Moscow nine is going to lose a few games by forfeit. Snow has won several victories since the season! ; started. Literary Gossip by PAT MORRISSETTE Percy Marks, author of “The Tlastic Age,” is a college professor. Percy finds it very embarrassing to lie the author of a best seller, par ticularly as the book has both “hell” and “damn” in it. ... The piffle about an undergraduate not being able to write a novel was exploded when -lames Gould Cozzens, a sophomore at Harvard, published i‘‘Confusions.” The critics admit he | is confused, however. J The Provincetown players are scor ing a hit with Coleridges’ “Ancient Mariner.” They give it as a chant, and with grotesque backgrounds. ! Their crew of dead men raised the hair on Keuelm Bigbv. "No really intelligent person,” contends Herbert A Gorman, “can 1 fail to discover the vast superiority i of George Herriman’s Krazy Kat to Carrie Jacob Bond’s ‘The End of a Perfect Pay.’” And this all started in an argument about Gilbert Seldes, "The Seven Lively Arts.” Seldes is the man who first found music in jazz. After writing 10 novels, Elizabeth Ostrander has died. She was 30 years old. Pretty good average. They claim she died of heart failure. Such is life in California. A very neat book of poems, which will undoubtedly prove popular with what is known as "the younger gen eration,” is Dorothy Pen's "Black Babylon.” Dorothy is one of these | girls whose poetry appears alike in Musical Banks of Erewhon Satire—Criticism—Humor By E. K. B. Samuel Butler, -with his keen in sight into the life and thought of his -age, dared in “Erewhon,” a most shrewd and clever satire, to criticize practically every existing institution of the nineteenth cen tury. Not the least of these was the church to which he gave the name of Musical Banks. Denomi nations, services, creeds, all came in for their share of ridicule. Min isters of the church, extending to their congregations valueless mes sages which they, themselves, did not believe and make a part of their lives, were scathed. The ser mons -tfere beautiful, but empty, shallow—covered with a veneer easily bent and shaped to assume almost any form desired. The fact that in times of great unrest and general distress the people as a mass did not even think of going to the church for comfort was pointed out. If any went, it was from habit and early training. They attended services more to be considered respectable than from any spiritual benefit which' might be desired therefrom. Most of the ministers Were misfits, occupying their positions from force of cir cumstances. There was no religion which was “in harmony with both the heads and hearts of the people.” The twentieth century has not progressed far from the conditions portrayed by Butler in his century. Most of his criticisms are deserved in the world’s religion of today. The message of “Erewhon” has not been taken seriously. We have more sects, creeds, doctrines, than ever Samuel Butler’s Erewhonians knew existed. We have the same pretense, the same sham and show, the same indifference that was displayed then. When beholding any one of the many beautiful cathedrals, espe cially in the European countries, one cannot but feel with Butler as he said, “it was an epic in stone and marble, and so powerful was the effect it produced on me that, as I beheld it, I was charmed and melted. I felt more conscious of the existence of a remote past. One knows of this always, but the knowledge is never so living as in the actual presence of some witness to the life of bygone ages. I felt how short a space of human life was the period of our own exis tence. I was impressed with my own littleness, and much more in clined to believe that the people whose sense of the fitness of “Vanity Pair,” “Telling Tales,” and “Poetry” (Chicago). She is fea tured in the last magazine this month —-although she presents but one poem. She is a central figure in a side surgq of the lyrical movement, and very abandoned with music and words. Her god is jazz. New York and Portland papers have announced the arrival of Wal. lance Smith in Oregon. He has told both coasts that he likes Oregon^ etc. Here’s a man who ought to add “tone” to the Oregon authors. things was equal to the upraising of so serene a Jiandiwork, -were hardly likely to be wrong in the conclusions they might come to upon any subject. My feeling cer tainly was that the currency of this book must be the right one.” But only disappointment awaited him, and so it is today. The glar ing inconsistencies of professional religion and conditions as they ac tually exist are astonishing if not appalling. Visit the city of Rome, for example, and see there the many fine and expensive churches, worth hundreds of thou sands of dollars. No expense has been spared to make them splen didly gorgeous—jewels and preci ous metals have been used lavish ly, but—before one can open the doors of the churches—before even mounting the steps, he is besieged by beggars of all descriptions and ages, asking for money—old men and women and children. How can anyone with a normal sense of humanitarinnism pass a hungry child on the doorstep and enter the church containing the Golden Bam bino, a child image of gold covered almost completely with valuable jewels without feeling that there is a great need whih is not being met. In the same city is the Capucian church, where earth was brought from Jerusalem and placed in the lower part of the building. For hundreds of years, monks have been buried in this earth, but as the sup ply of space was limited, when a monk died, to make a new grave, the bones of his predecessor who had been buried longest were dis interred and used for decorations in the church. Certainly, no right thinking person can recon cile this custom in the name of the church with the fact that at night one sees men, women and children asleep on doorsteps, in the alleyways, gutters—any place that they can find to lay their heads. Hoarded up wealth of churches —a crying social need of a people! .Why cannot some material aid be given them! The religion of such churches is* only a shell—a cus tom—empty, hollow. There are yet applicable lessons to be learned from Samuel Butler and his “Banks of Erewhon.” Wake Up; It’s Time to Start for jWork (Continued from page one) dure it, and I take the responsi bility of converting blank paper into printed information mighty seriously. “So much can happen to the press, you know. See the gas flame at the end of that moving delivery rack? How many readers of the Emerald know that the newspaper they read at breakfast time has been toasted on both sides before it comes to them? That flame is nearly half my grief. If a sheet of paper has a fold, a tear, or one corner turned up, it may catch and poise over that flame for an in ONE DAY—MONDAY—ONE DAY GEORGE ARLISS in DISRAELI From his celebrated stage success by Louis N. Parker A master of dramatic art in the stage play loved by the world—and now brought to the screen in a marvelous production. Supported by a cast com prising Louise Huff, Mrs. George ..Arliss, ..Reginald Denny. Frank Losee, Mar garet Dale. Henry Car vill. Noel Radeliff. Fred J. Nichols and Noel Tearle. The story of how a great statesman played on lifes' chess-board with the human pawns that sought his overthrow. Account of the Walker Whiteside engagement Tuesday, this noted pic ture 'can only be shown one day. * * # USUAL PRICES 20—CENTS—20c :stant. You know how long it takes ito start a piece of newspaper burn ing when you hold a match under it? If one of these sheets of paper : hesitates only a moment it is in flames. The fire may run down a whole pile of finished papers and spoil them; it may burn off two |or three tapes. I can’t let it hap jpen, for it means half an hour’s delay, and wasted newsprint besides. “ There is another angle to my i responsibility. As the papers roll j out from 4he cylinder, as they travel down the tapes and fall be tween the jogger, I know that one ; is going to be read by a profes j sor, another by a student, a third by some editor in another univer 1 sity, a fourth is going to another • state, where a former Oregon stu dent is reading of the success of ! the Gift Campaign, of the doings of his fraternity, or a thousand of the profuse hajvpenings of the old ] campus.” “Well say,’" I broke in, f*can I have one of these papers? You ; see that’s what I stayed here for. jYou won’t mind?” Afterward, as I walked home, it came to me that this was a strange thing, staying up half the night in order to publish the Emerald, and that the Emerald pressman and his clock were important enough to write about. Other people on the campus have been written about, but seldom this man. Why not? So I did. Huskies Winners in Track Contest (Continned from page one) Broad jump—Egtvet (W), Rosen burg (O), and Spearow (O); 22 feet 1 1-2 inches. Javelin—Rosen burg (O), DuBois (W), and Me Auliffe (O); 169 feet 7 inches. Referee—Walter Hummel. Starter —Ole Larson. Timers—Billy Rein hart, Harry Scott and Clyde John ston. Head field judges—Dean Walker and E. C. Simmons. Clerk of course and announcer—Haddon Rockhey. Scorer—Ed Fraser. With Miss Sidney Shields and Notable Cast MAIL ORDERS NOW Prices—Lower floor, 10 rows, $2.75; last 8 rows, $2.20. Balcony, first 3 rows, $2.20; next 3, $1.65; balance, $1.10 (tax included). What a Day for PICNICS To stay inside on such a day would be criminal neglect to your health. Get into the swim—take one of our ex cellent lunches and drift out of the city for a few hours complete relaxation. * * The best picnic lunch you ever ate for 75 Cents Put up in neat package and fresh wrhen you eat it * * Ye CAMPA SHOPPE “Mothers for Tomorrow” The past is past. Through mothers flows the tide of life from generation to generation. Tied by habit and social custom to their own generation, mothers have the difficult task of visioning the future sufficiently to train their children for new and untried experiments. Just now, when so much seems chaotic in the social system, when many of the old customs and moralities of the past seem fad ing away, the problem is peculiarly difficult. The old type of politics, the old-fashioned traditions of religion and, indeed, the whole social fabric appears to be shifting. How shall the mothers of the present be at the same time mothers for tomorrow? Sucl* is the question which will form the basis of sermon of the Rev. Frank Fay Eddy Sunday morning at the Unitarian church. The soloists in the musical program will be Robert McKnight, vocalist, and Nina Warnoeh, violinist. A cordial invitation is always extended University men and women to attend the services of this church. The Morning Service begins at 10:45 o'clock. It is the little brown church on East Eleventh Avenue where the “Wayside Pulpit” preaches every day. Its members like to call it "The Little Church of the Human Spirit.”