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To a Distinguished Visitor
VIHi are happy to welcome you to the University
™ ’ of Oregon, Mr. Norman Thomas; a visit from
a man of your stature is not less than flattering.
We remember what people said of you when you
were a candidate for president. We rechtf that an
angry, self-righteous citizenry did not not damn you
for your political credo as they are wont to act to
ward radicals of the blood and thunder breed.
We admire you for your despite of dictatorship,
your hatred of such individual authoritarians as
Hitler and Mussolini, who, gloating in their power,
look to perpetuate their systems, rather than settle
their people for a return to the liberties which are
the popular right. We appreciate the horror in which
you hold the communistic belief in the advancement,
of humanity by fire and revolution.
Sometimes, Mr. Thomas and somehow we
vaguelyu'eel it a treason against a patriotism for the
government under our present constitution, a love
that has insinuated itself into our hearts through
innumerable thrusts from our parents and our child
hood teachers, and from our old history books—
sometimes we are compelled by the force of circum
stances and disclosure to concur in your estimation
that democracy under this capitalistic economy is a
failure.
It may be hypocrisy, it may he chauvinism even;
whatever it is, we think that we will stick it out
a while longer. But, if capitalistic democracy should
* ever fail, human liberties and civilization will still
have a champion in men like you.
The Trojan Jinx Fades
VTO longer is Southern California, long the foot
^ ball citade lof the nation, spoken of in awe
under bated breath. The sacred bubble which has
surrounded the unapproachable Trojan has been
burst.
First it was the Cougar from Washington State
that mangled the Trojan warhorse; then the Pitt
Panther sunk an avengeful tooth into the remains
of the still proud Jonesmen. An underrated Oregon
State Beaver held “old S. C.” on even terms just
before the war-painted Indians from Stanford
stormed the gates to lay wanton waste inside the
Trojan domain. Even the buffeted Bears from Cali
fornia rose from the depths to slap the once-touted
Trojan warrior deeper into the dust.
This week it is Oregon's turn. For the first time
in recent years the Webfoots hold ttie odds over the
defenders of Troy. The defeatism which always be
fore has undermined the team and supporting stu
dents is singularly absent this year. Instead of ac
cepting defeat as the inevitable outcome even before
the battle starts, a determined and fighting Duck
machine, with only one game on the red-ink side of
the ledger, has gone to Los Angeles teeming with
the confidence that has been instilled by an appreci
ative and loyal student body.
The students have faith in Coach Prink Callison
and his cohorts; the Webfoot gridders have the same
faith in their own ability to shatter the patched
Trojan warhorse. Against such a combination it
bodes but ill for U.S.C. Saturday.
“All Passion Spent”
JT is gratifying to read that Dr. Robert Gordon
Sproul, president of the University of California,
after a careful investigation, found the charge that
the students had used their official positions to des
troy the university was groundless.
As a result four of the five U.C.L.A. student
leaders find themselves exonerated of the accusa
tions of Provost E. C. Moore, whose hasty judgment
during the hysteria of the California gubernatorial
contest ousted them from the university.
Dr. Moore’s suspensions were technically upheld
however on the blanket charge of insubordination.
Obviously such an action was merely a courtesy on
the part of Dr. Sproul to save the face of Dr. Moore.
The question wh' .h now arises is whether the
reinstated students will be permitted to resume then
official duties as members of the student council.
Now that the threat < f having a socialist as gover
nor of California has been removed and the political
pressure has receded, we venture the predication
that Dr. Moore will see the subtle rebuff in Dr.
Sproul’s decision, and allow the students to continue
in the offices to which they had been elected.
Rationality is a difficult thing to achieve in times
of stress.
The Passing Show
Bring the Big Game Back!
A MONG the several things proved by Saturday’s
stirring contest between Oregon and Oregon
State was the fact that this traditional encounter
should be moved back to the home campuses at Eu
gene and Corvallis wher it belongs. In spite of all
the ballyhoo about the big gate possible at Portland,
the 20,000 attendance Saturday was ont any larger
than might reasonably have been expected right
here at home, what with the logical additional at
tractions of a campus “Homecoming.”
There are several reasons why Portland is not
the best place for this game. We do not start with
the usual premise that Portland is a “poor foot
town.” As things go, Portland is a pretty good foot
ball town, but it is getting a good deal more football
than it can support "in style." For Portland, the
annual Washington-Oregon contest is destined to be
the “big game.” With Oregon State now on the
Washington and Washintgon State schedules, either
one of these contests could be made the second big
Portland attraction for the alternate years. Portland
draws also many of the most important contests of
the Northwest conference schedule and it turns out
huge crowds for its own high school games. For
Portland, the Oregon-Oregon State game is just one
big event too many on a crowded schedule.
On the other hand, this is the one game which
can be built up into a sure fire affair for the home
towns. For hundreds of alumni in the southern and
central portions of the state, it is even more con
venient to come to Eugene and Corvallis than to
make the long trek to Portland. From all parts of
the state the Homecoming features will attract any
how. And in those occasional years when a Coast
championship may be at stake in this game, the dis
tance from Portland is not going to be a barrier to
those fans who pay their money to see top notch
football without partiality to either school.
The most important reason for restoring the
game to the home fields is that the present schedul
ing “for revenue only” is the sort of thing that will
kill college football. The free train rides to Portland
do not take the place of campus football. Further
more, parents and taxpayers look with considerable
disfavor and distrust on this wholesale transporta
tion of students for the jambouree because it is im
possible to exercise the normal supervision and con
trol. Football to BELONG on the campus of any
educational institution must have its BIG GAME at
home.
This is said without thought of “what's in it for
Eugene” (or Corvallis). Some business goes out of
town for these games but after all the amount is
really pretty small. The week-end trading in these
towns is not dependent on students or transient visi
tors of games. With games out of town, business
goes on pretty much as usual. The restoration of
the Oregon-Oregon State game to the home fields
is required for the good of the sport as sport and for
the good of the schools.—Eugene Register-Guard.
Industrial Union Gesture
I IBERALS who have hailed the new policy re
cently adopted by the American Federation' of
Labor toward industrial unions as a revolutionary
step to the left are allowing their enthusiasm to
overshadow their judgment. The Federation grudg
ingly yielded to the pressure of objective events
without sacrificing any of its power and control or
changing its basis of organization the craft union.
Industrial unions will be sanctioned only in the
mass productions industries and among what Mat
thew' Woll has termed the "now unorganized and
perhaps unorganizable workers." The new type of
unionization will be carried out under the careful
supervision of the enlarged executive council. Only
two members of this group have been active advo
cates of the industrial set-up. Most of the powerful
craft leaders are openly hostile to any movement
which might rob them of their power.
The newly organized federal and industrial
unions are none too assured about their futures. The
council is even now considering whether or not the
brewers’ forty-year-old industrial union should re
linquish the brewery wagon drivers to the Team
sters' Union. The federals feel that they will be en
couraged and assisted at the moment, but they har
bor the suspicion that they may eventually be used
as recruiting agencies for the lug craft unions, that
once they are organized they will be subjected to
the same kind of a raid as the brewery workers.
Thus the industrial union issue furnishes no real
test of the militancy or left wing strength of the
Federation. If they are to amount to anything more
than a vague gesture to the left, the new unions
must be assured of support The Federation has
actually conceded very little Minnesota Daily.
Thomas 'Falks
(Continued from Page One)
Graduate of Princeton
He was graduated from Prince
ton in 1905, and studied for the
ministry receiving a D.D. at the
L'nio.a Theological seminary in
1011. Two years ago he was
awarded a Litt.D. from Princeton.
A varied list of subjects have
been dealt with by Thomas: Why
Freedom Matters, Is Human Na
ture Hopeless, Shaw's Book on So
cialism, Social Forces Since the
War, Wanted A New Incentive,
Social and Individual Freedom
Race, Religion and Fraternity.
Thomas is now executive direc
tor of the league for industrial
democracy and contributing editor
to Nation and World Tomorrow.
He has lately carried on much
work among the immigrants of
the upper east side in New York
(City.
[
The Day's
Parade
By PARKS HITCHCOCK
Church in Mexico
New Auto Code Plans
^MERICAN Catholics will or
ganize a nationwide drive
against the Mexican anft-religious
measures when bishops of the
church meet at Washington today.
Mexico has got herself a rather
serious black eye in religious cen
ters for her attempt to emulate
Nazi Germany by frowning on the
church. Mexico's case, however, is
rather more similar to that of
Henry VIII of England when he
broke away from the church of
Rome.
Historical Parallel
The Mexican government, as did
Henry, considers the church holds
far too much temporal power, and,
; furthermore, far too much untax
i able property. In the time of the
second Tudor king this same situ
ation gained such alarming ground
that over one-third of the property
in England was untaxable; thou
sands of good churchmen be
queathed their property to mother
church upon their deaths. Much
the same incremental accession of
property has gone to the politically
powerful church in Mexico.
A Safe Move?
However, if the suppression or
divestment of the church in Mexi
co may seem a good political move
to the government, it is on the
other hand liable to be an highly
dangerous measure to that same
government’s security. There is a
very high degree of devotion to
the church among the citizenry
and serious disturbances are quite
likely to ensue.
Daniels Recall Asked
As to just what steps American
Catholics will take, the present
annual conference in Washington
will enlighten us. Already, how
ever, there have been repeated de
mands for the recall of U. S. Am
bassador Josephus Daniels for his
failure to interfere and protect
the rights of religious toleration.
* * *
^UTOMOBILE manufact u r e r s
have joined to spread the trade
equally over the full twelve months
and to do away with the seasonal
method of sale, injurious to both
employees and producers. In line
with this program, suggested by
President Roosevelt, last week Al
fred P. Sloan Jr., president of Gen
eral Motors announced that GM
and subsidiary companies wouip.
issue their new models in the late
summer and fall.
New Date for Models
In the past it has been the prac
tice of all manufacturers to bring
out their new models at the be
ginning of the year. By this sys
tem there were often long lay-offs
during the dull periods. Code
authorities, who with leading au
tomobile manufacturers, have ar
rived at several new plans of this
nature, believe that their program
for the automobile industry will
materially benefit the trade. The
plans for the extension of the code
will be announced in full within
the next month or so.
The President and Business
All such announcements cannot
but be construed as more evidence
that the President has effected a
reconciliation with business. More
and more financial leaders are be
ing called into his councils and
more and more men of note in the
industrial world are expressing
their sympathies for the renovated
NR A.
CRITIQUE
By GEORGE ROOT
Today:
"John Browne's Body" by Ste
i phen Vincent Benet, published by
Doubleday Doran, reviewed by Eda
Hult.
13 BALL Y good books, books
whose works extends beyond
the more notice of publishers'
"latest" or superficial evaluation
as “best-sellers” do not need to be
classified in any relationship of
publication dates. Pater stated
that there are books, just certain
books, that have a habit of falling
in one's way and ranking with one
for much more than their general
appeal. In very rare cases there is
a sincere and lasting worth ac
companying that general appeal,
and BENET'S JOHN BROWNE'S
BODY is an outstanding example.
In spite of the seeming policy of
Critique to note only the newest
books, here, today, is a review, as
fine in its respect as the book it
evaluates, of an older book which
demands a renewal of interest dur
ing this week which the nation
sets aside to honor the most hon
orable of its tomes.
up. John Brown!" cries
"'the poet, and even in this
fourth decade of the twentieth
century with its ominous world
homoos and widespread turmoil
such as the past has never known, |
John Brown, that gaunt fanatic of!
Harper's Ferry with his Bible and j
his sword and his burning blood-1
shot eyes, comes alive again in i
this truly great American epic.
Stephen Vincent Benet is the first
poet to do justice to the dramatic
theme of a familiar but vaguely
1 remembered part of the historical
j past, the American Civil war.
I Close enough to make the lives and
! struggles and ideals of these peo
ple a burning reality, and yet far
i enough away to see the thing as
a whole and in perspective, the
I time was exactly ripe for such a j
! book as “John Brown's Body" to!
j be written.
It opens with a stirring invoca
l lion to the supposedly elusive
American muse,
“ . . . the running stag, the gull
at wing,
The pure elixir, the American
Thing” . . .
He paints hauntingly beautiful
word pictures of her various as
pects from bleak snow swept New
j England to the “deep and middle
| grainland” of the West; from “the
j black robed priests who broke
. their hearts in vain, to make you
j God and France of God and Spain”
to the modern "immensity of
| wheel made up of wheels oiled with
J inhuman sweat and glittering with
the heat of ladled steel.”
And' then he alopogizes for being
so intensely nationalistic, for “art
has no nations but the mortal sky
lingers like gold in immortality,”
he says, and if anyone should com
plain his “words are just,” etc.
But Henry Seidel Canby in his pre
face to the educational edition of
the poem exonerates him. He says,
“We shall have passed beyond the
need of national art when we shall
have passed beyond nations, when
possibilty of a culture vibrant v/ith
home and tradition shall have been
exhausted.—Indeed it is the in
tense nationalism of ‘John Brown’s
Body’ that is perhaps responsible
for its esthetic importance, which
is not equalled, I should say, by any
recent American book.” And so
Benet has with consummate skill
striven
. . . io Duua again tnat ntue
American roof
Over a half-forgotten battle-tune
And call unsurely from a haunt
ed ground,
Armies of shadows and the shad
ow-sound.”
Throughout the book continual
use is made of signs and omens.
In the prelude, the story of a 17th
century Yankee slaver, the young
and impressionable mate seems to
see the black seeds planted on
American soil taking root and
growing into a “black-leaved tree
whose trunk and roots were shad
ow. A tree shaped like a yoke,
growing, growing” and seems to
hear,
“Horses of anger trampling,
horses of anger1
Trampling behind the sky in
ominous cadence.”
And Jack Ellyat in a Connecticut
October hears “like the flutter of
rising wind—winged stallions, dis
tant and terrible, trampling be
yond the sky.” And the ‘nigger’
talks to his wife,
“I hears the chariot wheels and
de Jordan River
Rollin’ and rollin’ and rollin’
thu’ my sleep,
And I wants to be free, I wants
to see my chillun
Growin’ up free, and all bust
out of Egypt.”
But all is not ominous, or grim
and terrible. There is humor.
There is continual change of meter,
much that is almost prose. Realism
and romanticism are convincingly
interwoven. Benet has borrowed
much from the modern realists.
For instance he describes Jake
Diefer, "the barrel chested Penn
sylvanian” as a "slow, thought
chewing Clydesdale horse of a
man.” This is as realistic a phrase
as any by Dreiser. And Jake Die
ter's wife when she “was busy
with the first batch of pancakes,
burnt one or two because she was
staring at the SALT on the salt
box for no particular reason." This
would not have been written in a j
poem even a few years ago and
been accepted.
There is a delicate lyric quality
in the interwoven love stories
which contrasts effectively with
the strong sweeping rhythms of
marching history. Benet has made
us feel the powerful emotions of
the time. We feel the obstinate!
idealism of New England, and the
glamour and sentimentality of the
old South. We see the old order
changing, giving way irresistibly
to the new as if drawn by an un
seen destiny and though fore
doomed to oblivion struggling
heroically till the final gun. "Out
of John Brown's strong sinews the
tall skyscrapers grow.”
If Stephen Vincent Benet, au
thor of Young Adventure, Heavens
and Earth, and Tiger Joy, had
written nothing else, this work
alone would assure him a place in
the literary world for some time to j
come. ' — SPA HULT.
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McClure’s Tragic Fall on Rainier
By FREDERIC S. DUNN
44jpDGAR fell on Mt. Rainier.
Funeral in Eugene, Saturday,
nineteenth"—so read a telegram
from John his younger brother
and my classmate, to me at New
port, engaged in community sum
mer school work in July of ’97.
My great-hearted room-mate of
Harvard days, a sacrifice to the
god of the mountain! President
Campbell, then of the Oregon
State normal, and I, rode on into
Eugene on a flat freight car, to
attend the obsequies of our be
loved friend.
It was such an unnecessary fa
tality, the sequence leading to it
so trivial. That mistaken trail un
der fall of darkness,—the decision
to camp over night until day
break, the yielding to the wail of
an hysterical girl in the party—
the heroic resolve of McClure to
lead,—his cry in the night, as he
slipped over the edge, ‘Don’t come
this way’,—and then, that grue
some watch with death until the
gray dawn revealed his crumpled
body on the rocks below!
I find myself unable to think of
the young professor of chemistry,
so recently invested with his im
perium and duly installed with
new equipment in the upper story
of Deady hall, aglow with the en
thusiasm of a new regime just es
tablished for him in his depart
ment, but, instead, of the boon
companion and rare fellow who
shared with Art Collier and Jess
Miller and myself the unique privi
leges of New England experiences,
— the rambles around old Concord
and Middlesex Fells and Arling
ton Heights and Mt. Aurburn and
the Arnold Arboretum.
I have snap-shots of him, peel
ing oranges in the old cemetery at
Sleepy Hollow, or sitting on a can
non at Putnam's Redoubt, but,
most prized of all, one in which he
and John and I are seated in his
library in the little old rambling
home that used to stand on the
corner of Eleventh and Patterson.
That one seems best to breathe
the depth of sentiment which I
treasure for him, a closeness in
fellowship which, to me so much
younger, was a beautiful inspira
tion.
Professor McClure was amused
at the way he was ‘lionized’, as he
playfully expressed it, on his re
turn from Harvard to assume pro
fessorial dignities. He wrote me of
how he was invited to deliver the
welcoming address at the Intro
ductory Social, that fall of '94-’95,
andd sent me the souvenir-folder
used on the occasion. The right
hand page was ruled with lines for
conversational engagements, like
the modern dance program, across
which he had written ‘This was
fuller'n a goat’. From this he had
scrawled an arrow to the left hand
page whereon the name of Edgar
S. McClure was printed against
‘Address of Welcome,’ and here
was scribbled ‘And so was this.’
McClure hall carries a happy
lineage, but oh! that it had known
the soul of the nobleman whose
name it perpetuates.
(The next issue will contain
LEAP YEAR DAY OF 1888).
“On the
Bandwagon”
By DICK WATKINS
bitter disappointment to many
of us who have been following
the footsteps of RAY NOBLE
since his arrival in this country
from England, was the edict hand
ed down by the American Federa
tion of Musicians, denying him the
right to broadcast over here or
do any kind of dance music work
in a public place.
Considering NOBLE’S popular
ity over here, it seems darn unfair
to bar him like this and not allow
him the common courtesies due a
great foreign artist. It seems all
the more hard to understand when
one realizes how many American
bands have constantly invaded
London and other European cen
ters without being bothered, and
have come back home staggering
with gold.
* * *
RAY NOBLE has now signed a
contract with Paramount, calling
for him to do the orchestrating
for BING CROSBY'S next picture,
at a salary of $1,000 per week, so
that should offer a few crumbs of
consolation to him.
* * *
NOBLE'S contract with Para
mount also calls for him to com
pose tunes, and conduct studio
bands as well as orchestration
work, but nothing is said about
his broadcasting, so it looks as
though we are all out of luck un
til he returns to England and takes
part in some other trans-Atlantic
broadcasts in this direction.
* * •
NOBLE’S equally illustrious
compatriot, JACK HYLTON, also
barred from broadcasting and play
ing in the U. S.) is now hard at
work making pictures for Gau
mont-British Films, in London
which will be released over here
in the near future, and will be on
the musical comedy style, using
American technique as much as
possible.
* * *
Two of JACK HYLTON'S latest
records (for Decca, the new record
outfit), are in a class by them
selves. "Ellingtonia,” a fantasy
based on DUKE ELLINGTON’S
distinctive Harlem style of jazz,
and “Dinah Concert,” in which
HYLTON imitates the style of va
rious other prominent dance or
chestras, such as GUY LOMBAR
DO, etc.
Emerald
of the Air
By GEORGE Y. BIKMAN
jj^JUCH fun during yesterday’s
poetry program whep Philoso
phere Virginia Wappenstein got
the chuck-chuckles right smack in
the middle of her most serious con
tribution, and had to run helter
skelter out of the studio with one
hand over her mouth and the oth
er over her stomach. No, she
wasn't sick, but the program di
rector was. Too many campus
sheiks in the studio, perhaps?
Today a new musical team
broadcasts on the Emerald pro
gram at 4:45. Sugarman and
Bromberg, with Bert Schatz as
guest announcer, will hold the
great KORE audience enthralled.
Violin and piano music is sched
uled. We don’t know what else.
The Emerald players will pre
sent their weekly play this Friday
evening at 8:30 over KORE.
“Spiced Wine” is the title.
Fred Waring and his Pennsyl
vanians broadcast from Washing
ton, D. C., tonight at 6:30. Always
a tuneful earful.
On NBC: Rudy Vallee’s variety
hour at 5:00, Show Boat at 6:00,
Paul Whiteman's music hall at
7:00. A very swell line-up.
Edwin C. Hill claims the title of
the busiest man in radio. He gives
his “Human Side of the News”
program thrice weekly over CBS.
He conducts the “Forum of Lib
erty” program. He is a speaker in
the newsreels. He writes a syndi
cated newspaper column daily. And
to keep his hand in he writes for
magazines and lectures a bit to
boot.
Jane Pickens, lyric soprano and
:■ rn a.
Around and Around
tho Pullman Car
Rhinesmith Chased the
Beta!
* # #
i * With the Oregon
’ O.S.C. game over
there’s nothing left
to look forward to
unless it’s anothei
SAVORY
SANDWICH
at the
COLLEGE SIDE
INN
Some of this is
PURE QUILL
By TIMMY MORRISON
ELL, as it was being said,
” " the kiddies from the U were
having a rah-rah time on the
train coming home from the city
of roses. The game, you will recall,
was “London Bridge.” A little car
pet was rolled down in the aisle
for about three cars. It wasn’t ex
actly what you would call plush,
but if you did cal lit that, you’d
certainly be warm.
There were a bunch of Fijis sit
ting around in the dark. They
were pretty slow getting started in
the fun. They sang a few songs
just to get wanned up. But when
they did get going they were a lot
more potent than most of the rev
elers.
Bill Johnston, plenty good drum
mer from The Dalles, had a lot of
fun dishing out the dope to all the
pretty girls who chanced along. It
was uncanny how he picked them
in such a dark car. Janet Hall, they
say, did all right. Bill Mclnturff
was one of the boys on the car, but
he pulled out when the party got
a little rough.
On the last “rally” train Monday
night the kids were so much that
way that scarcely a person left his
seat, except perhaps for an occa
sional drink—of water. Something
seemed to be in the air when the
train pulled out of the station that
it was to be a rather uneventful
trip. But—
After about five minutes the
choo-choo stopped in a rather
abrupt fashion and we—that is, the
students, found themselves parked
beside what they at first thought
was the Oregon State rally train.
But it turned out to be just a
bunch of bawling livestock in a
long line of cattle cars.
Then followed a long wait of
about an hour. It seems the engin
eer was a bit hey-hey and rammed
a truck loaded with onions; how
ever, the Oregon State rally train’s
odor counterated that of the
onions. It was a tragedy. Even the
engineer and other officials were
crying out in front by the wreck
—the onions were smashed up
quite a bit.
The Emerald’s little circle has
started many a romance. Right
now the newest pair is Rex Cooper,
SPE, and Gladys Battleson, A. C.
Pi; Rex is chief night editor and
Gladys a copyreader. They both
keep rather late hours at the prcssa
if you get what I mean.
arranger for NBC’s Pickens sisters,
has blossomed forth as a song
writer. She became ambitious one
afternoon recently, and wrote two
tunes. One is entitled “Crystal
Gazing" and the other “In the Mir
ror of Your Eyes.” She composed
both the melody and the lyrics.
Oh you Purple Cow!
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