Oregon daily emerald., October 17, 1934, Page 2, Image 2

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ANNOUNCEMENT of the Murray Warner essay
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of the Oriental situation.
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In past years there has been a somewhat unfort
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complexities of the living world to contemplate entry
in the Murray Warner contest. Reward would lie
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but also in lbe broadening and expansion of an in
terested attitude toward the foreign relations that
our country is conducting not only on a political,
but intellectual and cultural plane with one of the
most important present day spheres of diplomatic
and social conflict.
Who Says It’s Blah?
CJTUDENT body presidents, student orators,
^ conches and alumni have on sundry occasions
harangued the assembled student body upon the
value of forceful organized yelling at football games.
With expanding temples and atrophied voices they
have expounded the cause of “oral st immolation”
at the games. While all of this is going on many
of the students have complacently admired or de
nounced the speaker's tie, the way he cute his hair,
or the quality of his bridgework, and have settled
down to seriously contemplate their fingernails. In
effect, most of the students react in a manner that
is about as lively as last years bird’s nest.
Last Saturday, the rooters of the University of
■Washington were seated in a position opposite those
of the University of Oregon, with some fifty odd
yards of football field between them. Covorting in
front of the Washington rooters were yell leaders
that would make you yell in your sleep. Had one
had the affrontry to sit before the Washington yell
leader and not respond to his commands, he would
liken himself to the man who burned down the or
phan asylum.
Those mighty, cracking yells that shot across
the field and left the rooters on the other side gasp
ing for breath seem to say that "if the Washington
football team didn't do something about boating
Oregon, the rooters would take the situation m
hand and do it for them.”
So here is what these orators have been talking
about. Here is why coaches plead for cooperation,
cooperation, and more cooperation. Well if that's the
case, there must be something to it. Look out Idaho!
Until lln* Spring
ONE day you walk along the street. A few dried.
colored leaves whisper on the pavement, and
suddenly you realize that it is autumn. You hadn't
noticed it before. True, some of the days had been
rainy and the nir was colder, but it lacked this
searching bile, the penetrating sling you now feel.
You look at the sky, and it i„ still blue and the
clouds are still silver-white. But the blue is cold and
thin and the clouds loom large.
At dusk, too, you notice how suddenly cheery the
lighted windows seem. Against the street-lamps the
trees no longer have the soft outlines of summer.
Though their leaves remain, their boles have a hard
clarity, and their branches cast a lattice-v/ork on the
walk. Under your feet the grass is brittle.
Sometimes autumn is gay. Its frosted air is made
for football. The bright colors of pennants and cry
santhemums are etched out keenly by its pale sun
light, flooding the vast, chilly bowl of a stadium.
Hillsides are a wash of flame and orange and
chrome against dull green.
But autumn is also sad. Dimly felt, it is the
end of something. Summer warmth is over, and the
! night no longer extends a subtle velvety welcome.
The earth is no longer a friend of man. Harsh winds
and creeping cold show her mood. You pull your
overcoat tighter and hurry for the cheering glow of
j the hearth-fire, the security of shelter, and the re
| assuring companionship of familiar friends. These
j will be your bulwarks against the cold elements un
■ til nature shall smile on you again, in the spring.
Ignorance Takes a Fall
Tj' VEN though prosperity seems to still be dodging
-'-'around the back alley, new and old college stu
dents over the nation (even in the drouth area)
have swept in increasing numbers to their alma
maters for a bit of book learning.
The University of Oregon shows an increase of
more than 20 per cent over the same period last
fall.
The following excerpts from college dailies give
a fairly definite conception of what is taking place
in some of the nation’s leading centers of higher
education.
University of California, “ . . . the largest und
ergraduate enrollment in the history of the Univer
sity was reported ...”
University of Idaho, ”... a new all-time at
tendance mark . . .”
University of Kansas, "... an increase of 9.2
per cent over that of last year ...”
University of Nebraska, ”... eclipsing last
year’s total of 3,985 students by 566 ...”
Washington State college. ”... total of 3,026
students surpassed last year by 560.”
University of Indiana, ”... largest enrollment
in the history of Indiana.”
Louisiana State university, “Upholding the many
forecasts of a record enrollment ...”
University of Washington, “After a record in
flux of more than 8,500 students ...”
Despite the hanging on of “hard times,” colleges
all over the nation have shown appreciable gains.
It is a happy realization to see youths’ expres
sion of confidence voted to the future of America.
An instructor at the City College of New York
claims that the student who sleeps during lectures
retains the greatest amount of information being
disseminated. If such is the case it won't be long
before a cot will be standard classroom equipment,
and the ranks of Phi Beta Kappa will be filled to
overflowing.
The Passing Show
Tlie Need of Youth's Vole
/V LL over the United States and the rest of the
world during the past few years youth has'been
doubting, wondering, and trying to plan for the
future. There are conservative intercollegiate or
ganizations and there arc radical and supposedly
radical groups and tendencies. A minority of college
students in each section of this nation is viewing
current problems with seriousness, with all the in
sight it can summon, and with a plea to the older
generation to help rather than hinder.
The present tendency is more and more toward
a planned existence laid out in blue-print form by
psychologists, dictators, bureaucracies, educators
and religious lenders. Most ineffective of the gov
ernors is the last, but the first two of the directors
are rapidly gaining ground in designing patterns
of modern life. Psychology is a science of the future,
and most people are hoping dictatorship is a sys
tem soon to become of the past.
Are we to have something forced on us that we
don’s want, mererly because we are regarded as too
young to be hoard? Are we to be denied the op
portunity of thinking our way through our own dif
ficulties? Is it our duty or fate to goose-step to the
tune of what has come before us, because ancient
institutions are hallowed by time, anil ate consid
ered too sacred to be subjected to revision? Youth,
or at least a certain section of it, is asking such
questions as these.
This nation is now in the midst, of a turbulent
pre-election period. Many of the leaders are pulling
political strings, duping and deceiving the public.
College students ate part of that public, and many
of them are at a voting age. They should study and
understand the world as it is. know what is going
on in this nation, what questions are issues in tins
election, and then vote as they see lit. ft is highly
important that college voters look into the fuutre.
come to the realization that some day this genera
tion that is now the younger one will some day be in
control. They will then be helping guide that ma
chine, that system, which they must some day
handle.
International affairs are rapidly coming to the
fore as topics of importance and interest as far as
the domestic government of the United States is
concerned. President Koosevelt, tho some may not
have noticed it. has studied and worked with United
States foreign affairs probably more than any
president since Wilson. This is a. field with which
the public must become acquainted.
American institutions have been subjected to at
tacks botii weak and strong since the period of de
pression began, ft is termed by some as being a
period of transition. Most of us have a vague idea
as to that. President Sprout of the University of
California stated in hi. speech of greeting to Fresh
men at that institution that he is sick and tired of
attacks being made on contemporary American in
stitutions. But still young people, locking objective
ly at the world, are aware of the poverty, depravity,
misgovernment. publico ignorance, and other defect.
Students on the Nebraska campus should be
come public-spirited enough to study their world ob
jectively, see too future as clearly as possible, un
derstand the present political situation, and vote m
th. No.cmb-r Ut^Uoa*.—L'ail, NVira-Uau.
Concentration! By sam fort
i
The Fight For Evolution
By FREDERIC S. DUNN
Photograph', are fairly success
ful, often too successful, but neith
er the camera nor words can faith
fully restore Dr. Thomas Condon
to this generation as we more for
tunate alumni knew him. The Con
don Oaks, Condon hall, Condon Me
morial chapel in the Congregation
al church, Mount Condon (one of
the Three Sisters), all testify to
the desire to commemorate him,
but these can not talk in the lan
guage of men. Blessed are those
who came under his tutelage and
j heard him and saw him and, as it
| were, ‘touched the hem of his gar
ment,’ for Doctor Condon w'as a
prophet.
Patient, sweet-tempered, forgiv
: ing under the lash of abuse, Thonr
! as Condon preached a gospel which
to a preponderant majority at one
time spelled nothing short of an
athema, the principle of evolution.
Looking back upon the past half
| century, the shift in attitude to
i wards that most perplexing prob
lem seems incredible. It may be
predicated that, where it is not
now publicly proclaimed, it is si
lently accepted, and adherents of
the once tabooed doctrine can com
mune at the same tabic with its
former opponents.
It must have been genuine tor
ture to that gentle, godly man to
realize that it was largely through
his fearless fight for evolution, the
University was being branded as]
an atheistic institution. The
Swopes trial was heard in Oregon
long, long before the advent of
Bryan and Darrow. But, year af
ter year, Professor Condon came
before his successive classes in
geology, heroic in his convictions,
u ndisma y c cl by uncomfortable ;
brushes with former students, al
ways girded anew for the contest,
always hopeful at least for a polite
hearing.
1 have heard older graduates tell
of those earlier clashes, when con
scientious conformists fought bit
terly against ‘The Descent of Man'
and yielded not a jot. The first
classes were distinguished by the
number of candidates for the min
istry and it can be understood how
these were protagonists in the bat
tle.
After one particularly severe de
bate, in which one of our most re
vered alumni quite lost control of
himself, Professor Condon, all
trembling with emotion and with
that quiet, hyphenated enunciation
of his, said, ‘Mr. X., you might as
well have shot off a pistol in my
face.’ And I heard of still another
who came into the classroom with
a great armful of books, prepared
to quote from them and to refute
the Condon doctrine. I myself had
been brought up quite orthodoxly,
but I recall how amazed I was at
the lucidity of the professor’s lec
ture, and the apparent ease and
the gratification with which I fol
lowed him to his deductions.
One Sunday evening, when I was
a junior, Anna Matthews and I at
tended services in the little Congre
gational church, down on the cor
ner of Seventh and Charnelton,
where Dr. Condon was to preach,
as he often did, for lie had been a
minister at The Dalles before ac
cepting a University professorship.
I do not remember his text or the
sermon, -only the preacher. Some
how,in the quiet and beauty of that
evening service, I knew that Doc
tor Condon’s God was the God of
Isaiah and of John. Evolution and
Revelation had become all one to j
me.
(The next issue will contain j
"Four-toed Eohippus and Masto- -
don Teeth.")
Oregon Law Review
Receives Wide Notice
_
The Oregon Law Review is re-:
ceiving widespread attention as'
shown by a letter from Mr. Win. '
H. Wicker, editor of chief of the !
Law Review at the University of
Tennessee, received recently by
Professor C. G. Howard of the law
school.
Procedures and the methods
were asked for by which the stu
dent work is prepared and stimu
lated for publication in the Oregon
Law Review.
According to Professor Howard,
Mr. Wicker was impressed by the
good case note material found in
the student section of the Review.
l' Well, my Scotch
Friends Watch!
The lhiih Emerald Is
Giv m jr
You the Chance of a
Lite Time!
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Who Cares?
By BOB MOORE
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Editor’s note: The hitherto
chaste column of “Who Cares”
is today venturing into greener
fields of literature. Under the
new policy “Who Cares” will
deal with true, heart-stirring
stories of campus life and in
dividuals. Names of the char
acters will be carefully cam
ouflaged for the protection of
the writer.
Beginning today is a rais
ing serial entitled:
The Goat Woman
Albert vibrated about in his tiny
flat t feet t overlooking Ferry
street. He had quitted his studies
for a moment to caress a kitty
shedding snugly on his chest of
drawers.
“Stop it,” shrieked Albert,
stamping his foot, “I don't want
hair on my chest.’
“Yoo hoo,” a voice meandered
through the window.
“Ah,” cooed Albert, “It is Water
Lu, down by the mill-race.” He
could vision her now. To him she
was like a young eagle—sweet,
lithesome, gushing- .
A1 tripped lightly downstairs.
I-ie immediately clambered to his
feet, and loped swiftly to the wa
ter's edge. The exertion caused
him to be tired and hot.
“You’re smoking,” lisped Lu,
her eyes wide apart. Albert took
the hint and offered his “dream
girl" a camel. Lu donned a tur
ban and jumped on the camel. A1
tried, but couldn’t make the hump.
Lu grinned showing two perfect
teeth.
“Don’t nag at me,” said Ally. A
nag whinnied. He reached for the
saddle horn.
“Blow,” said the nag.
Albert reprimanded the animal
with a quick kick. A1 got a kick
out of it too—the hoss sat on him.
“That's a horse on you,” said
Lu. “You’re flattered.”
“Get up,” said Ally.
“Neigh,” said the nag.
At that critical moment, Albert
pulled another camel from his
pocket, and he and Lu and the
two camels sped swiftly into the
forest in search of bird eggs.
(To be continued)
On the
Bandwagon
By DICK WATKINS
The arrival of fall finds the
country's leading music-makers
either finishing out their summer
and autumn engagements or al
ready installed in their winter
quarters. One or two more are
barnstorming hither and yon, ap
parently still trying to make up
their minds, while others are blast
ing away on the radio lanes, with
fat contracts put away in their
pockets.
Eddie Duchin, with about the
most sophisticated music in the
business, and creator of the cur
rent style of giving the long for
gotten piano player a real break,
can be heard over a coast-to-coast
hook-up weekly, on the same pro
gram with Ed Wynn. Duchin got
his first real start in the “big
time” by reviving the Central
Park Casino in Manhatan when it
was on its last legs and broke all
records for a continuous engage
ment at a No. 1 entertainment
spot.
Anson Weeks of coast fame is
now ensconced in the new Wald
orf Astoria Hotel in N. Y., con
sidered the best catch of all hotels,
so it speaks well of Ansie's ability
to rebuild his band, for the last
time he was out here, he was hand
ed his walking papers for un
known points. Weeks has been
playing a series of night club plates
in Galveston, Chicago, and New
York since moving out of the Mark
Hopkins. Don’t be surprised if he
moves back into it sbmetime this
winter, at the rate he is going now.
The Mark incidentally is doing
very well nowadays due to the
combined efforst of Williams
Walsh, formerly with Weeks in his
heyday. They moved in there from
the Edgewater Beach Club and
have had their contract renewed
right along. However, their days
see mto be numbered at this writ
ing.
OREGON
TODAY
By ANN REED BURNS
This column is made up of
campus comment in general
and interesting campus com
mment in particular. It will
bring you, if continued
through a swirl of changing
editors, the chatter of the
, campus from day to day, and
from ear to ear.
The latest recommendation is
that week-ends be changed to
Thursday, Friday, and Saturday,
leaving Sunday for recuperating.
Well, get out the pen and ink.
What's another petition more or
less ?
* *
Dean James H. Gilbert's money
and banking class is a good place
to test one's general knowledge
. . . everything from the Latin
roots of words to scriptural allu
sions and geography. The other
clay the question came up of when
Fulton invented the steamboat.
Not one of the fifty-odd class
knew . . . except the dean.
Credit for the best “crack of the
week'' goes to Graeme and Sarah
Lorimer’s “Maudie'' story in the
October Ladies Home Journal:
“If the light of your life goes out,
you can always strike another
match.”
Radio
evue
By George Y. Bikman
A man who was not very old
Was writing a poem—one stan
za;
He told how he once caught a cold;
“Raise the window and straight
influenza.”
Today at 4:45 the Emerald-of
the-air presents the feature, “This
Is News!” with Peggy Chessman,
Dan E. Clark, and George Callas.
This writer is unable to perform
today, due to a situation referred
to in our verse for today. (How
ever, a lady phoned in after yes
terday's broadcast to remark that
the announcing sounded like David
Ross. Some imagination she had,
but were we flattered. Only we
wonder whom we’ll sound like
when the cold leaves us..)
It is hereby suggested that the
reporters mentioned above meet at
12:40 today in the Shack; if you
can’t be there, phone.
Emerald-of-the-air progr a m s ,
which are heard daily over KORE,
have been tentatively filled for the
next three weeks. Talent is still
to be considered, however, so pros
pects need not be discouraged. As
we said at the offset, everyone
gets a chance.
Wednesday brings out a host of
new features over the Columbia
chain. At 5:30 “Everett Marshall’s
Broadway Varieties” take the air,
with Elizabeth Lennox, Victor Ar
den’s orchestra and chorus, and
guest stars supporting the feat
ured baritone. A new brand of hu
mor by Burns and Allen, with Bob
by Dolan’s orchestra, in “The Ad
ventures of Gracie” fills the ether
at 6:30. And remember the broad
casts to and from the Byrd expedi
tion at 7:00.
All of the favorite Columbia
commentators on various matters
are back again at the microphone.
Edwin C. Hill’s “Human Side of
the News” is broadcast at 5:15
Mondays, Wednesdays and Fri
days, and Hill will introduce and
discuss leaders of industry in “The
Forum of Liberty,” from 5:30 to
6:00 on Thursdays. Boake Carter
discusses the news at 4:45 six
days a week, and Frederic William
Wile has embarked on his twelfth
radio season, discussing “The Po
litical Situation in Washington To
night” at 3:00 Saturdays—unless
it's football instead.
The title of the poetry program
for this Saturday is “The Poets
Converse.” Contributions from stu
dents are still being accepted.
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but one of our brothers hqs a FOUD Y*8"