Obak’s Kollege Krier
OBAK Wallace, Publisher W. R. L., Editor
Volume 4
SATURDAY, A. M.
Number 11
NEW UNIFORMS
TO BE IMPROVED
Prospective Men Measured
Now for Next Corps
CAMP TO OPEN IN JUNE
Basic Work to Be tiiven
In Summer Course
Measurements of uniforms for
students planning to attend the
summer camp at Camp Lewis are
now being taken. The government
is going to the trouble of estimat
ing the number of men going to the
camp and arranging in advancei for
the uniforms in order that each
man will be better fitted out this
summer. In the past, the men
would go to camp and receive from
the quartermaster, a uniform of
estimated size. It is hoped that
neater outfits will be the result of
this plan.
All advanced students and those
desiring to take basic work this
next summer should report to T. R.
Powers, the quartermaster at local
headquarters. The measurements
for coats, shirts, pants, caps, shoes,
etc., will be taken by Mr. Powers
who will then send the information
to Ninth Corps area headquarters
at Presidio, California, about March
18. The information will be sent
from the office of Major General
Johnson, in command of the Pre
sidio to the commander at Camp
Lewis. He will turn it over to the
quartermaster there who will make
an estimate of the number of men
expected at the camp in 1925, and
the uniforms will be ready for each
man when he arrives.
This year’s camp will start about
the middle of June. Camp Lewis
is situated within easy distance of
Tacoma and men can go to that city
on week-ends. All transportation
expenses of those desiring to take
the work are paid at the rate of
five cents a mile. Students in ad
vanced military work at the Uni
versity receive seventy cents a day
while at camp. The University
gives regular credit for the work.
About, fifty men who are taking
the advanced military course here
are expected to attend camp this
year. Approximately fifteen men
are expected to register for basic
work at the summer camp.
Advanced military students who
have already signed up are: H. E.
Kidwell, Don M. Woods, R. K.
Hcber, J. Rodney Keating, Leland
T. Walker, Laldmer Renton, Jr., C.
E. Weivoda, G. L. Wilhelm, Ned
French, Paul Krause, Walter Mal
colm, R. I). Eby, B. A. Rerfling,
Webster Jones, Albert IT. Powers,
and William C. Davidson.
It is not obligatory to attend
camp just because the student has
his measurement taken. All those
who believe they will be in a posi
tion to attend the camp are re
quested to report at the head
quarters for measurements by
March 18.
College Audiences Prefered
By Brandon Opera Star;
Students More Responsive
(Continued from page one)
tirely. going no farther east than
Salt Lake City, it is much easier
that way, and there is plenty of
territory.”
‘‘How long have you been with'
tliis company?” was my next query.
“About five years.” she said
nfter a pause. “We first played in
a small town near Chicago--most
companies start in small towns, be
fore they attempt the larger cities,
you know—and then we did what
the majority of travelling com
panies do, we came west. And
now we’re staying."
“Do you go back to your home
in Grand Rapids occasionally?”
“Yes, once in a while. Then T
swim and ride horse back—it's the
only time I have to indulge my hob
bies. 1 'm crazy about horses, and
would rather ride than sing. Mother
came all the way out to Los An
geles to see me last year. Wasn’t
that dear of her?”
Remembering the special deliv
ery letter in her typ, T glanced it
my watch and foujvl that niv fif
teen minutes had flown.
“Thank you so much, Miss Pen
nington.” I said as T rose to go.
“I'll let you finish your letter
now.”
“Thank you, T enjoyed the visit,
and I hope you enjoy this even
ing’s performance.” she called af
ter me.
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F-19-25
SOILED
A Short Story
By T. Gaston Hubbard, ’25
Mark Lawson, 19 and growing, held the hired girl’s
hand. The kitchen wasn’t exactly the place to do such
things, but dang it! Sadie was never to be found
elsewhere. Always cooking, scrubbing, or washing
dishes.
“Sadie.” he whispered romantically, “do you feel
anything?”
“Why, yes,” said Sadie, “I feel that wart on your
thumb.”
Warts aren’t romantic, and Mark was provoked.
“Don’t you feel nothin’ else? A shock, or some
thin’?”
“Mark Lawson, how you talk. Of course not!”
“ ’S funny. The Sunday paper said when, two
people was in love and their hands touched they’d get
an electric shock. The psychologist what was writin’
the article called it an electric kiss.”
Sadie jerked her hand away.
“Who said we was in love?”
“Well, ain’t we?”
“Maybe.”
Well, let s try again. Gim me your hand.
Sadie held out her hand. It was streaked with
soot and had the unmistakable shine of grease. Mark,
in his ardor, had not noticed that before. And dirt
was the one thing that rubbed against his grain. He
hated the fetid dampness of the stable; the stench of
the pig pens gagged him; and even the patchwork
.fragrance of the cow-pasture was a menace to his good
nature. He was a plebeian horn with aristocratic
tastes.
“I see you ain’t made the biscuits yet,” he said,
with just one breath of a fan in his voice. He wiped
the soiled hand that had held hers with his handker
chief. “Ma’s cornin’,” he lied, as he slipped away
toward the living room.
It was a night a wqek later when Mark sneaked
into the kitchen where Sadie was washing pots.
“ ’Bye Sadie,” he said, with that pathos of part
ing in his voice that always marks the separation from
one’s first love. “Don’t you tell the folks I’m gone.
Let ’em find it out. I’ll write when I get well fixed.”
Sadie finished her last pot, threw the greasy dish
water out the kitchen door and hung up her dishrag
while Mark waited. She wiped her hands on her
apron and thrust one forward. It was still a little
greasy.
“ ’Bye Mark,” she said, “Hurry back.” She always
said that when she sent him to the store.
Given a little more time, the ambitious moisture
in Mark’s eyes might have grown to tears. His
imagination sought for something in Sadie’s practical
orbs, and he must have thought he found it, for he
said: '
“I wouldn’t go, Sadie, but I can’t stand this dirt
and filth no longer. Why, they’ve even dirtied the
swimmin’ hole with oil to keep the mosquitoes off.
I’m goin’ to the city where I can take a bath in a tub
that don’t rub the skin off my backbone when I sit
in it.”
Sadie’s answer was merely one more argument on
the affirmative side of the question, “Does Woman
Know Man?”
“If you’ll come back on a Saturday noon,” she
said, “I’ll have a chicken dinner cooked.’**
^ * # #
It was Saturday noon, and Sadie was stacking the
dinner dishes in the pan. Mark tilted his chair back
against the wall. “That’s the best meal I’ve had in a
month,” he said admiringly. “Let’s see, it is a month
isn’t it?”
“A month and two days,” said Sadie with her
usual preciseness. “I expected you a week sooner.
Her voice was charged with subtle sarcasm.
“Well,” defended Mark, “I had three baths a week
in a porcelain tub, and a swim in a tiled swimming
pool, and everything around was nice and clean, and
—well, T met a girl.”
“Yes,” suggested Sadie, and the. word had the
tone of an inquisition.
Mark tilted his chair down to the floor and arose.
Sadie, busy at the dishpan. had her back turned, and
did not know he was near until she felt her chestnut
braids lifted from her back. Mark held them aloft,
exposing her slim white neck. It was clean, perfectly
clean. He dropped them again to her back as he said,
“She had bobbed hair.”
Sadie turned around with the dishrag in her hands,
dripping greasy water to the floor. There was some
thing like fire’ in her eyes. “Well, why didn’t you
stay?”
Mark was watching her hands. ^ es, they were
soiled, but with labor. He looked at her face which
was flushed and clear, as he answered, “Her neck
was dirty.”
DEAN LANDSBURY DISCUSSES
PIANO IN RADIO LECTURE
Personality of Pianist Necessary in Developing- Associations
in Mind of Audience, Says Head of Music
“The piano is developing an as
sociation. Often times it makes
my eyes hurt to hear a piano. For
I can visualize a loose jointed in
dividual. humped over the piano,
with hands resembling those in the
famous painting. Saint Cecilia,
with disheveled hair and foot trem
olo. pounding and beating out an
unendurable monotonous tum-ti-di
j turn. ”
Such was the description of a
pianist abusing his instrument
given by Dean John Landsbury of
the school of music in a radio lec
ture broadcast yesteriiay ^evening
from station KGW of the Morning
Oregonian.
“The piano is one of the latest
of the serious purposed instru
ments to develop. It has no asso
ciations comparable to that of the
human voice, harp, Organ, flute, or
obeo. It is the nearest approach to
pure unalloyed music we have,” he
told the radio audience. “I mean
music devoid of specific innota
tions.”
That naming the piano selections
is an important point was empha
sized by the head of the school of
music. “A strikingly beautiful
piano composition may be passed
unnotioed if it is labeled by a num
ber or other unobtrusive design!
tion, but call a bad or mediocre
composition ‘Whispering Winds,1
or ‘Moonlight on the Lake,’ or
even ‘ Red Hot Mama ’ and at once
you have in\-ited the ordinary lis
tener to recall previous experiences
or to reassemble them in new forms
jby means of his imagination.”
Much of the enjoyment of the
[piano recital comes from seeing the
performer himself. A real pianist
will have not only musicianship
and technical facility, but he will
have that indefinable thing called
personality. His very facial ex
pressions and movements of the pi
ano have association to the ordin
ary individual which the unthink
ing person will attribute to the
tone.
The stories accompanying piano
selections are mostly of tragedy,
sorrow, and suffering. “It has al
ways seemed to me,” he said, “that
there is enough of those things in
the world, and, if we were going
to have a story, we should at least
have a little sunshine and happiness
as the subject matter.”
“I never can play that very
sweet, almost too sweet melody,
of the Chopin’s F Nocturne with
out thinking of the horrible pic
ture of a famous, so-called, analyst.
This nocturne is supposed to be the
musical equivalent of corpses float
ing down the grand canal in moon
light.”
Dean Landsbury illustrated his
lecture by pieces on the piano.
ENTHUSIASTIC CROWD
ATTENDS ASSEMBLY
Miss Evans, Contralto Opera
Star is Artist Guest
A large and enthusiastic audience
turned out to show its appreciation
of campus talent in Thursday’s Mu
Phi Epsilon annual assembly pro
gram, which was characterized by
light, airy numbers.
An interesting feature of the pro
gram was the number by Jessie
Evans contralto, member of Brandon
j Opera company and guest artist of
Mu Phi. She took the place orig
inally announced to be occupied by
“Theo Pennington, and was well re
ceived in her interpretation of
Bartlett’s “A Dream.”
Gwendolen Lampshire Hayden
made her usual appeal through her
violin. “Divine Dorilla,” a dainty
and “Pale Moon,” an Indian corn
number by an unknown composer,
position, made up her group. Mrs.
Edna -Leslie Pearson, with her
pleasing soprano, gave an effective i
rendition of the Russian snow song,
“Duslika-Mlaya,” by Lolir.
The numbers with the stringed in
struments were well received. They j
included the light and airy “Pirou-j
WHILE THEY’RE HOME
OVER THE WEEK END
You will find a jovial
bunch at the College
Side at all meal times.
The cooking is good
and the food is delici
ms. Our special lunches and dinners are reasonable and
satisfying. Come on in.
Lunch.$ .35
Dinner .$ .50
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serts flat and tasteless? Does the ice
cream you serve taste like “just ice
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weekly ice cream specials. They are dis
tinctive in flavor and quality. Each week
we have something entirely new in ice
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Our special this week is Butter Scotch ice
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ette” by the orchestra, Haydn’s
“Minuet” by a stringed trio, and
the allegro movement of “Con
certo” by Maurer. There was also
some good voice harmony in the
double trio singing “Morning
Wind” by Gene Branscombe.
The program closed with the tra
ditional singing of the Mu Phi
“Triangle Song” by all the mem
bers.
ENTRANCE GATE ERECTED
AT CAMPUS HEATING PLANT
A wooden gate has been hung
between the brick pillars at the en
trance to the University heating
plant. The gate is very plain, be
ing of unpainted wood, but al
though less impressive than the
ornamental columns upon which it
hangs, it serves the purpose, said
Mr. Fisher, superintendent of
grounds and in charge of such im
provements. The gate was con
structed and hung in its place
Thursday.
SPANISH CLUB DISCUSSES
POETRY OF MANUEL ACUMA
The poetry of Manuel Acuma,
young Spanish writer, was dis
cussed by the members of El Cir
oulo Castellano, at a meeting held
Wednesday night at the Y. W. C.
A. Bungalow. Games were jHayed,
and each member contributed a
joke, in Spanish.
The members of Sigma Delta Pi,
national honorary Spanish frater
nity, will be hosts to the club on
March 4. The program will be in
the form of a play.
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A “Babe Ruth” over the back fence. A
“Texas Leaguer” or a fast, sizzling
grounder to mid-field. Spring brings base
ball to the front. Doughnut teams and
varsity will soon be practicing on the old
back lot.
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We are able to supply you with the very
best in D&M and Rowling’s baseball
equipment. Bats, Gloves, Balls of all
prices are among our stocks. Come in and
look them over. Ask to see a Bill Doak
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All other sport equipment on hand.
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LEAKE GUMS THE WORKS
“Well, thith thgum hath goth to
be chewthed. ’ ’ This was the com
ment made by James Leake, man
ager of the Emerald, when notified
to appear in court to answer a
charge of corrupting the chewing
gum business of Obak’s College re
freshment stand.
Mr. Leake has received a large
shipment of sample chewing gum
and is distributing it to students
and faculty. This action, Mr. Obak
claims, is ruinjrtg the fine JgT^m
trade that has taken him years to
work up. “Gum sales have dropped
tremendously,” states Mr. Wallace.
Since the advent of the samples he
claims everyone is offering him a
chew instead of buying it from him.
Mr. Leake, on the other hand,
cliams that he is increasing the
amount of gum consumers and that
this will greatly develop the local
gum trade. “Especially is this so
in the faculty,” explains the gum
distributor. “Instructors who, in
the past have frowned o» gum
chewing are now enthusiastic gum
massagers.”
WOMEN EXCLUDED
FROM SOCIETY
A club for the promotion of date
less evenings is the latest in the
gossip of the campus. This dub
has for its purpose the exclusion of
women from society, claiming that
they are a hindrance, both to the
enjoyment of any sort of entertain
ment and the development of mental
health. The club meets at Obak’s
daily and carries out the true ideal
of womanless entertainment by
clashing the ivory balls about the
great green spaces.
DOG GONE!
Jack Benefiel has spent a great
deal of his valuable time in the
last few days looking for dogs. Two
tiny elephantine pups are lost and
Jack says they are his. although the
pups do not admit this.
“They are easily distinguished
by their appearance,” says Jack.
“One of the dogs looking exactly
like the other.” A reward of a re
served seat will be offered for their
capture.