Semi-Centennial
Talks Published
By Local Journal
Commonwealth Review,
Quarterly, Prints
Lectures
Copies Placed on .Sale in
Main Library
The talks and addresses given bj
speakers on the campus during the
week of the semi-centennial cele
bration have just been published in
the last issue of the Commonwealth
Review, a. magazine published quar
terly by the University and edited
by a board of the faculty with F.
G. Young, dean of the school of
sociology, as manager.
Lectures Divided Into Groups
Lectures delivered at various ses
sions of the symposia are grouped
according to their general themes.
The installation address on “Op
portunity and the Individual,” by
C. C. Little, president of the Univer
sity of Michigan; inaugural address
by President Arnold Bennett Hall,
of the University; “The Univer
sity as a Mediator,” by Frank Me
Vey, president of the University of
Kentucky; “Recent Tendencies in.
Adult Education,” by Henry Suz
zalo, former president of the Uni
versity of Washington; and “The
Extra-Mural Responsibilities of a
State University,” by President
Arthur Crane, University of Wyom
ing, are included in the educational
group.
Historical addresses in the volume
are: “The Trail of Our Border,” by
Professor Frederic L. Paxson, Uni
versity of Wisconsin; “Forts on the
Frontier,” by Eva Emery Dye, Ore
gon historian; “Pioneer Stage in the
History of the University,” by Dean
Henry D. Sheldon, of the University
of Oregon; and “The Fruition Per
iod in the University’s History,” by
Joseph Schafer, superintendent of
the Wisconsin State Historical so
ciety.
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The only paper on an economic
subject is, “The Human Factor in
Industry,” by Dean Willard Hotch
kiss, graduate school of business,
Stanford University.
Listed under science are: “Certain
Events in the Interesting Geological
History of Oregon,” by Professor
John P. Huwalda, California Insti
tute of Technology; and “Genetic
Investigations and the Cancer Prob
lem,” by Dr. C. C. Little.
“Music an Expression of Life,”
by Dr. Willem von Hoogstraten, con
ductor of the Portland symphony!
orchestra; “Characteristics of Ori-!
ental Art,” by Professor E. T. Wil
liams, University of California; and
“The Bole of Art in Civilization and
Education,” by Dean George Bebec,
graduate school of Oregon, complete
the addresses on music and art.
Memorial Addresses Printed
Memorial addresses and songs pre
sented during the celebration are:
“John W. Johnson, the Pounder,”
by Judge Lawrence Harris, former
Justice of the Oregon Supreme
Court; “Prince Campbell, the Man,”j
by Cornelia Marvin, librarian at the
state library of Oregon; dedication
address on “The Occasion of the
Dedication of the Site for the Pine
Arts Building,” by Dr. W. G. Eliot, I]
of New York; semi-centennial ode, j
‘University of Oregon,” by Mary!,
Lowell Bebec, and the semi-centen
nial song, “Great Oregon,” by Irene
Marie Stewart, of Eugene.
Copies of the 'book are on sale at
one dollar each and may be secured
at the University library.
Oregon Has Fighting
Chance Against O. A. C.
In Swimming Meet
i
Undaunted by a 38-21 defeat at
the hands of the Multnomah club
team of Portland, Coach Ed Aber
crombie’s varsity swimmers are pre
paring themselves for the opening
meet of the intercollegiate swim-j
ming season, against O. A. C. at1
Corvallis Saturday afternoon.
The Beavers’ team has been great-;
Jy strengthened by the recent addi-!
tion of Orville Peterson, ex-club star,
to the lineup. While the dope would
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A Bottle of Milk
is a bottle of health for baby
■when the supply Is kept
chilled in a
No ice needed, but Frigidaire
makes ice-cubes for grown
ups, too. See it working at
W. 1. Hargis Co.
837 Olive St.
PERADVENTURE
A COLUMN OF CAMPUS VERSE.
If, Feradventure, as you read
.These lines afford you pleasure,
We care not if the Muses laugh.
We heed not rhyme nor measure.
B. McC.
I.
Igirl eating a pomegranate
j Needle, stop.
There’s a stain on the moon-white
eloth.
; Fruit cup with a sharp knife,
tough rind scored with a steel knife,
i slit through the blossom end. . . .
j Cnmson mosaic
stippled with yielding seeds. . . .
Blooded pulp dripping
^bitter as one word in the mouth.
1 Glitter of dark knowing facets
under the cavern of the brow. . . .
Straight hair, stamen-like. .
'Fingers bent to hold the purple seg
I ment. .
i Stained mouth, set
! beneath the aquiline arch of the
nose, ,
biting a wine-red fruit
j to its fretted moon-white rind.
One word is bitter in the mouth.
Needle, stop.
MARY KESSI
FLOWERS (A Villanette)
Blind and broken, old and poor:
He has his yard of flowers still,
Flowers a-bloom outside his door,
Twenty years ago or more
He planted them, ’er he was ill,
Blind and broken, old and poor.
He sees their beauty evermore,
But knows they blossom on the hill:
Flowers a-bloom outside his door.
For weary years more than a score
His sightless time’s been hard to fill:
Blind and broken, old and poor.
But ’tis not long, each day, before
Sweet-smelling wind brings flowers’
skill,
Flowers a-bloom outside his door.
This old man’s fancy some deplore:
There’s not a flower round his sill. .
Blind and broken, old and poor;
Flowers a-bloom outside his door.
JULIAN FISHER SMITH,
WHY
ill
Inasmuch as every sweetness volds
a pain
And every smile a barb to hurt me
t>y>
Since all my winging words have
been in vain. . .
The empty night alone hearing my
ery;
Since I but pieree my fingers on a
rose
And my small sun behind a cloud is
hid,
Why. . . when yon smile at passion
I disclose
Jo I still leap to do as you have bid? '
Why. . . when yon laugh at my poor
pain. . . 1
Hock me with the vagary in your r
_ eye,
Why should I wish to love you once
again ? G
Why?. . . . Why* A
ETHA JEANNE CLARK
iave favored Oregon before the ad- 1
?ent of Peterson, followers of t
iquatic sports now give O. A. C.
he edge and declare that the lemon- t
ellow has only a fighting chance to '
rin. e
The team that faces the Corvallis r
ollege Saturday will be, virtually t
he same that lost to the Winged M n
ist Saturday except that Boggs, the t
AUTUMN
Lazy, hazy, drowsy breeze,
Bustling through the leafless trees
Sighing as you softly call—
Wind, O wind, is it the fall?
Slowly flowing pale blue stream
Seeming on your way to dream
Singing softly as you flow
Stream, O stream, must summer
go?
WILMA LESTER
DARK SONGS
I came to that black hollow where
the trees
Made bitter moan each tremulous
moon-tide,
And swayed their deep, scarred
limbs in gaunt unase
For all the pale, sweet leaves whose
voices cried
Against the wind’s desire before
they dried.
To that bleak hollow then I came
alone
To sing my small, dark songs none
cared to hear
In other hollows where no trees
made moan,
And none had need to sing the small,
dark songs of fear.
FLORENCE JONES
ACROSS THE TRACK
I wanted to play over there. . . .
(Why wouldn’t they let me?)
I wanted to run like frightened
thunder
Past the engines that screamed with
hate—
(But I was braver than their iron
ness.)
Over there was strange wind and
happy grass,
Harsh smells and witch-laughter,
Peering picture-faces,
And clattering dimnesses where
there was old treasure. .
Would I ever find it?
But I grew older, ....
Over there was wretchedness—
Beings shuddering into sunless
spaces,
Dooryards that mocked cleanliness,
Beauty, smoke-clasped, smoke
strangled,
Beauty that might have glowed
In a white flower—or love;
And always the voice of torment,
Always engine-clamor.
Now I am still older ....
And over there is peace,
rhere is not brittle chatter,
fhere is not elawing fingers,
teaching for gilt crowns;
rhere axe not hard feet
rhat erush blind hearts,
fhe trumpets may scream but I
need not answer—
loom is cool protection,
id the engine’s cry of freedom. i
MARGARET HUMPHREY
eliable sprint man who was out of
hat meet, will return to the lineup.
A return meet will be held in
ie Woman's building pool February
at 7:00 p. m. Beginning at this
ally hour, the meet will be com
leted in time for basketball en
liusiasts to take in both the swim
ling event and the Oregon-Mon
ina game afterwards.
Wednesday, Thursday
Another Special Picture By the
Man Who Made “The Volga
Boatman’’
Joseph Schildkraut, Jetta Gouda 1,
Vera Reynolds, William Boyd
Matinee Wed. at 2 P. M.
Comedy
Fables
Admission
Nights
Children, 10c
Adults, 25c
Foreign Trade Subject
Of Broker's Talk Here
I L. W. Hartman, vife-president of
the J. T. Steeb Company, custom
house brokers of Portland, will ad
dress the business administration
students interested in foreign trade
on “Foreign Trade Simplified 'by
Proper Handling,” at four o’clock
this afternoon in room 107 of the
Commence building.
| Mr. Hartman will point* out why
foreign trade operations are gen
erally considered complicated and
intricate. Pan Xenia, international
foreign trade fraternity, is spon
soring the address.
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You better get in
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A
prime
favorite
on the campus
IN ANY group of regular fellows, you’ll find
Prince Albert. It belongs. It speaks the lan
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tamp a load of this wonderful tobacco into the
bowl of your jimmy-pipe and make fire with
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Buy a tidy red tin of P. A. today. Throw
back the hinged lid and breathe deeply of that
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wad into the business-end of your jimmy-pipe
and light up. Now you have it . . . that
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Company, Winston-Salem, N. C.
Mussolini, the
lion-hearted—
x
People in Italy began to whisper: “Mussolini’s enemies
are too strong for him. He will surely be destroyed.”
,But enemies did not daunt Mussolini. And to show the
Italian people that he had courage and to spare, he strolled
into the lion s cage at the Zoo in Rome and had himself
photographed patting one of the lions on the head.
The advertisement succeeded. All Italy exclaimed: “Let
Mussolini’s enemies beware. He has the heart of a lion.”
Mussolini was able to advertise his courage in this way
only because he had courage. That in the basis of all ad
vertising. Anyone who advertises must have goods that
will stand inspection.
Advertisements speak tested truths. Read them. You can
act upon them with assurance.
Only true qualities can stand
the test of publicity
P. A. it sold everywhere Iff
tidy red tint, pound end half
pound tin humidors, end
pound crystal-glass humidors
with sponge-moistener top>
And always with every hit
of bite and parch removed by
the Prince Albert procestm