Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012, January 22, 1926, Page 2, Image 2

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Edward M. Miller .——
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Frank H, LOggan ... Manager
Sol Abramson .-. Managing Editor
Mildred Jean Carr .... Associate Man. Editor
News and Editor Phones, 655
Harold Kirk ... Associate Editor .
Webster Jones .-. Sports Editor
Philippa Sherman 1.—- Feature Editor
Wayne Leland .... Associate Manager
Bnsinss Office Pho*e
.' "Esther Davis
. )-Genova Drum
John Black
Bob Nelson
Day Editors
' Frances Bourhill
Claudia Fletcher
Man’ Conn
Night. Editors
Nash. Chief Night Editor
Ronald Sellars
Bill Haggerty
Earl Raess
Sports Staff
Harold Mangum Ricnard Syrine
Feature Writers
Bernard Shaw Walter Cushman
James D« Pauli Paul
Upper News Staff
Mary Benton Ruth GreprK
Edward Smith . Jane Dudley
Margaret Vincent
News Staff
Mary K. Baker
Jack Hempstead
Barbara Blythe
Arthur Friaulx
Minnie Fiajier
Lylah McMurphy
William Schulze
Pauline Stewart
Grace Fisher
Beatrice Harden
Frances Cherry
Margaret Hensley
James i-/ea*e
Ruby Lister ,
Genevieve Morgan
Marion Sten
Dick Jones
Miriain Shepard
Flossie Radabaugh
Margaret Long
Allen Canfield
Edith Dodge
Wilbur Lester
Eva Nealon
• Business Staff
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Milton George _ Assistant Advertising Manager,
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Emerson Haggerty, Bob Nelson, Vernon McGee, Ed
Ross, Ruth McDowell, Dick Hoyt, Webster Jones.
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year. Advertising rates upon application. Phones—Editor, 1320 ; Manager, 721. ___—_
Day Editor—Esther Davis
Night Editor—Earl Eaess
Assistant—Arthur Schoeni
Maintaining That Student Attendance
At Faculty Meetings Is All to the Good
When Dean Walker rose to his feet in faculty meeting re
cently and gave notice of a motion which would permit at
tendance at faculty meetings of the student body president,
the editor of the Emerald, the secretary of the student body and
the women’s league president, (all to be treated as guests and
not participants or belligerents), he tossed in the materials es
sential to a spirited and timely discussion. Dame Rumor has it
that a prominent and sternly witty (yet beloved and. esteemed)
professor upon hearing the resolution, vaulted to his feet and
solemnly suggested that the motion be turned over to the enter
tainment committee. Rumor doesn’t tell us of the applause,
but there must have been great quantities of laughter.
Of course, it isn’t clear who’s going to be entertained—
the students or the faculty—and for fear of saying the wrong
thing we refrain from conjectures. Doubtless the above men
tioned quartet of weeds among, the flowering intellect of the
faculty would be a most astounding sight.
Speaking of conjectures, it is most fetching to ponder upon
the outcome of the motion. Will they—-or won’t they—admit
mere students into the most Holy of Holies of education?
This is the time, perhaps, for great arguments on the right
eousness of student participation in their town education. By
all rules of warfare the undergrads should up on their feet and
fight for their rights. That’s what our conscience tells us to
do; but, frankly, we haven’t the energy. Furthermore, if the
faculty decides to let the students in—in they will go. If not,
all the soap-box oratory on the campus probably wouldn’t give
them the right to peek in the keyhole.
From a student viewpoint it appears reasonable that under
graduate representatives should have the privilege of knowing
the whys and wherefores of faculty actions which practically
always bear directly on student welfare. It is difficult to see
where any harm could come of it, and very easy to imagine
that many useless faculty-student conflicts and misunderstand
ings might be averted. For instance, in the recent language
requirement discussion, stories were carried in newspapers the
day following the faculty meeting stating that the language
department was to be investigated. This was error, and caused
by second-hand information. If the students knew the exact
significance of faculty actions many kindred situations might
be averted. The Emerald, for its part, hopes sincerely that the
motion will pass.
Sherwood Anderson, Modern Writer
To Honor Campus
Sherwood Anderson, non-conformist and bad boy of modern
letters, is'to deliver a lecture at Villard hall Monday evening.
To students of literature, or to those who read current fiction,
even casually, this should be an announcement of more than
passing interest. Whether one likes Anderson or dislikes An
derson, or knows him not at all makes little difference-lie
represents a certain movement in modern poetry and fiction,
and it is a movement that cannot be overlooked.
Sonic of our old and reputable magazines have felt its in
fluence and current fiction is colored, and sometimes quite
highly colored with it. Call it rot, realism, the modern revolt
against Victorian sentimental romanticism, exquisite artistry
or what not, this much we are forced to admit: it represents a
side of life, perhaps disgusting and even nauseating, which,
after all. must be considered if we are to arrive at any just
portrayal of modern life.
We may not find it possible to believe that life, even in
Winesburg, Ohio, is as dark and futile as Anderson pictures
it. We must admit, however, that he paints most vividly and
with an overwhelming frankness, what is true to Sherwood
Anderson, as Mr. Thacher has said.
We are curious, very curious to hear this man, to see what
manner of being he may be, this unafraid person who has poked
his fist into the stomach of literary tradition and American
Victoriauism. Of course we shall hear what some of our
“little groups of serious thinkers” have to say of him before
we pass judgment. This much is certain: he is one of the fore
most writers in a significant movement, and we may expect
something original and not at all of the usual campus lecture
stamp. He should be worth hearing. —H. A. K.
AKMH.”—A1 Sinclair, eommtuuler in
chief of the Lemon Yellow Anthro
Al cut his teeth on a riflo butt
and is a master stragetieist, having
gone through an opt ire review in
his official capacity of No. 3 in the
rear runk, while chewing tobacco
and without swallowing once.
The Seers note with interest the
suggestion that Oregon buildings be
gtrep more euphonious names. The
substitution of Indian and local
names would be especially good. So
you may hear, in the near future,
something like the following:
"Where ya going?”
"Oh, I just thought I’d drop over
to Shysterlskiyou hall and see if the
law library’s open.”
"Dome on over to the *Dead-eye
Smith Cabin, I want to get my
“Naw. Tell you what I’ll do.
though. I’ll see you pretty soon
over at assembly in the Squaw’s
Teepe. They tell me Eugene Carr’s
lgoing to gargle a couple.”
♦Note: Dead-eye Smith is a char
! acter of the early days of Myrtle
I Point famous throughout Douglas
'bounty. He was an intrepid trapper,
hatching everything from the
: measles to hell from the missus,
with the enviable record of not hav
ing missed a free lunch in 15 years.
Vigorous slaps on the back
may encourage a democratic
spirit, as the Corvallis Gazette
Times suggest, but Kollo, our
adopted frosh, who was up on
the library step week before
last, doesn't think so much of
the idea.
We have here the pin of the lat
est national to "bo installed on the
campus—the Anvil Boys. Charter
members include Dave Graham,
Obak Wallace and Doc. Del Stanard
as beloved pioneers—as vicious a
trio of hammer swingers as ever
tossed off a sneer at a yell rally.
On the campus the order is repre
sented by such talent as Dr. Ernst,
who went to a school where the lan
guage students stayed taught;
“Stiffy” Barnett, jovial and benig
nant professor who has been unable
to find the “average or mean”
spoken of in the Missouri system;
F. G. G. Schmidt, who believes that
students should sing themselves to
sleep in Portugese; Prof. Hoover,
who holds the long-distance cham
pionship for asparagus throwing ;
Bob Lane, journalists’ Nemesis,
who at present is engaged in uplift
ing University high school innocents
and destroying belief in Santa
Claus; “Eabelais,” who didn’t get
appointed to some position he want
ed, and other notables.
! The candidacy of Sam Wilderman
pame to naught. He was caught
red-handed the other day saying
that Oregon might have a football
team in three or four years that
, might cope with the cowboys in
heir own barnyard.
* • *
We are presenting today one
of the world’s gx^atest paci
fiers, second only to Castoria.
It has solved more disputes and
prevented more embroglios than
the treaty of Iiocarne. Like
the 17-credit rule it works while
you sleep and doesn’t charge
overtime. It may he used with
uniform success upon anfniver
saries, graduations and widows.
“Prisoners Saw Through Albany
Prison Bars,” says a Eugene Guard
oadline. Now, our acqunintanship
"with tho Willamette valley seaport
is Somewhat limited, so what, we
wonder, did they see.
The question has been raised
1 as to whether it . w'ould bo most
appropriate to take your sewing
or your cuspidor to watch the
“manly mermaids” spoken of in
the Emerald sports story yes
More trouble for you girls. A
gent who should know what he’s
chinning about, says wonjen will
look like men if they keep on
smoking. Hg didn’t mention co
eds, however. It is Joseph Byrne
who is broadcasting this bit of de
structive information and Joseph
is managing director of the nation’s
beauty shop.
Air. Bryne says in part: “Fea
tures of women smokers grow
sharper as the habit grows. The
skin becomes taut and sallow. The
lips lose their rosey color. “He
recommends tennis playing as a
good substitute for smoking.
Girls, put that in your corn-cob
and smoke it! The silly sex can’t
kesp its identity anymore. If they
acquire smoking habits they will i
look like men. If they put on rid- !
ing habits they will look like men. j
And if they wear golfing togs they
will look like men. Ya-as, tennis |
is all that’s left. This prophecy |
and its specifications surely sound ,
logical. But we can’t believe that
if girlies fall for the temptations \
of the cigarette they Will Jpow
Adarn’s apples.
However, Mr. Byrne may be
If, as and when women look like i
me, a girl can be a brother to a
rejected suitor. And the world’s
worst vaudeville joke will go like
“Who was that gentleman I seen
you with last night?”
“That 'was no gentleman—tha|t
was my wife.”
Well, if Byrne’s prophecy comes
true—well, that’ll just make Jul
lian Eltinge America’s sweetheart.
We admit there wasn’t much
sense in that last discussion. Being
a chameleon, though, we think we
can change our color. Here’s a
little sentiment:
I’m not sure if I knew the truth
What his case or crime might be,
I only know that he pleaded Youth,
A beautiful, golden plea!
Youth, with its sunlit, passionate
Its roseate velvet skin—
A plea to cancel a thousand lies,
Or a thousand nights of sin.
The faculty who judged him were
old and grey,
Their eyes and their senses dim,
He brought the light of a warm
spring day
To the regents office, bare and
Could he plead in a lovelier way?
His judges acquitted him.
And now we ’ll let the printer
finish this.
The editor of the Corvallis Ga
zette-Times takes it as a sign of
sanity, just a sign, nothing definite
of course, at tlfo University that
the Hello “System” (this country
the editor seems to have no way of
distinguishing between a “custom”
and a “system”) is dying out here.
The inference to he gained from
this editor’s brilliant little editorial
is that the people of the Univer
sity have been insane these many
years that the Hello custom has
been the pride of the University,
and that the weakening of that
custom is to be considered as the
first gleam of dawn in a place of
mental darkness. It would not be
worth the while to bother comment
ing upon this ambitious libel but
for the fact that the Corvallis edi
tor may really have some excuse,
if not reason, to speak thus. It is
a fact that Corvallis practically
never sees the University of Oregon
students except when we are cele
brating some victory or lamenting
some loss and appear insane. A
very plain case, in short, of hasty
generalization from insufficient
facts, and someone should make it
his duty to call Dr. Immel’s atten
tion to the case so that he may give
the editor of the Gazette-Times
honorable mention in his lecture
“Popular Fallacies.”
Put insanity is not the only evil
the Corvallis Gazette-Times editor
finds prevalent here at Oregon. “A
university has all classes of people
in it,” explains this editor, with
all the accumulated wisdom that
editing the Corvallis Gazette-Times
has brought to him, “hundreds of
them go there who could not get
into the so-ealled respectable circles
in their own home towns. Does
transference to a scholastic atmos
phere transform them by some
hokus-pokus into genuine ladies and
gentlemen whom other ladies and
gentlemen want to meet?” The
foregoing, ladies and gentlemen, are j
the words and thought, typical in j
every way, of a true, born-and-brcd j
truckler. As Thackeray has ex
plained in his “Books of Snobs,” j
the true snob is one step above a
truckler; it is the .truckler who ;
makes possible the snob. It is the
truckler wljp yields his smug ap- ]
proval when the snob in self-right
eous anger holds back his robe dis-:
dais fully lest it be contaminated by !
his fellow-man. The snob is hate-1
ful, but may the Lord in his Mercy j
deliver us from a truckler.
One of the notes struck loudest in j
this inspiring editorial is “Conform,
be respectable, don’t for goodness
sake do anything different.”
“What will the resl of the world
think of the graduated gink who
goes down Broadway ith his diplo
ma under his arm, saying ‘Hello’
to. everybody he meets?” bleats the
editor. How singularly familiar,
that phrase, “ What will-the rest of
the world think,” among the bieat
ings of the respectable order of
respectable country editors. And
still people wonder what makes
Lewis’ "Main Street” seem so true
to life. ,How many thousands of >
students have graduated from the!
University of Oregon I do not
know; a few thousand, at least, it
may safely be assumed. Now, Mr.
Corvallis editor, most of these
Grads had contracted the “Hello”
habit»in its most virulent form be
fore they, left Oregon; and since
many of them go down Broadway
evry day, if your timid, frightened
soul is afraid for them, afraid that
the world will not approve of them,
why not go down Broadway your
self and meet them and see what
the world thinks of them. If any
of them liieet you I think they
would say to themselves, “That fel
low coming down the street, now,
he appeals to me as being of the
genus “Smug;” one of that class
who kept increasing and increasing
as the University grew larger, un
til finally they became so numerous
that one could not say “Hello”
freely for fear of having met an
other of that class whose natures
would not allow them to meet their
, fellow-man, good and bad alike,
with a pleasant and willing “Hel
|l0-” R. W. GLENHILLi
MCDONALD — Third day: The
world’s sweetheart in her latest and
greatest picture, Mary Pickford in
“Little Annie Booney,” humor and
pathos in a wonderful drama. Extra
added attraction, “Life’s Greatest
Thrills,” Frank Alexander in spe
cial concert, “In Annie Booney’s
Own Back Yard,” a medley of old
* * *
BEX—First day: “The Midnight
Ylyer,” a dynamic romance of the
roaring rails, with Cullen Landis,
{Dorothy Devtore, Barbara Tennant
and little Frankie Darrow; Mermaid
comedy, “Lickety Split,” -with Lige
Conley; International news events;
J. Clifton Ernmel in melodramatic
musical setting on the organ. Com
ing—“The Broadway Lady,” with
Evelyn Brent.
l- |
! Campus Bulletin |
Telephone Lecturer—M. B. Long,
educational director of the Bell
Telephone Laboratories will lec
ture on research and development
in Bell laboratories, Friday at
3:15 in Boom 105, Deady hall.
Sigma Delta Pi—Meeting at the
Anchorage Friday noon.
Georgia Benson—Bequests that all
of the girls who were on the
committee to sell Christmas cards
for the Fine Arts building fund
turn their money in to her before
the end of" this Week.
A dynamic Romance
of the rails—
and star cast
Mermaid Comedy
with Lige Conley
1 Mary ' |
And when you see it
ytm will agree — her j
Added Attraction
A Novelty Sensation |
McDonald !
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No. 19899—Songs by Gene Austin
No. 19896;—Fox Trot by Geo. Olsen and His Music
No. 19898—Fox Trot by Herbert Berger’s Coronado
Hotel Orchestra
Perrys Good Things to Eat
24 West Ninth Avenue
Late of
The New
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Los Angeles
and Hollywood
South Shore
Country Club
University Club
St. Louis
$1.00—Perry’s Sunday Special—$1.00
Choice of *
Fresh Lake Shrimp Crab Meat or Olympia Oyster
Crisp Celery Hearts Ripe Olives
Cream of Tomato, Croutons, in Cup
Fried Spring Chicken Southern Style
Broiled Fillet Mignon a la Stanley
French Iried Potatoes Hot Rolls
Apple Pie and Cheese
and Butter
Tea, Milk or Perry’s Special Blend Coffee with Pure Cream
This dinner will be served right every Sunday from 11:00 A. M.
to 9:00 P. M. Dining room upstairs
Lunch 45c
Beef Broth Italian
Fried Country Sausage, Cream Gravy
Hamburger Steak, Lyonaise Sauce
Browned Corn Beef Hash, with Fried Egg
Individual Baked Pork and Beans
Mashed Potatoes Creamed Celery
Hot Rolls and Butter
Compote of Fresh Prunes
Tea, Coffee or Milk
Breaded Pork Chops, Cream Sauce.
Broiled T Bone Steak, Butter Sauce..._.' ’ ”
Individual Chicken Pie...
Individual Pork and Beans. ..
Hamburger Steak, Lyonaise Sauce..
Perry Has a
Upstairs that you cannot see from the street
Perry’s Good Things to Eat
24 West Ninth Avenue