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The Oregon Daily Emerald, ofl'icial student publication of the University of Oregon, Eugene, published daily during the college year, except Sundays, Mondays, holidays, examination periods, all of December except the first seven days, all of March except the first eight days. Entered as second-class matter at the postoffice, Eugene, Oregon. Subscription rates, $2.50 a year. Left Turn WE may as well admit it: Norman Thomas has left us bewildered. True we were prepared to meet a very civilized gentleman, but his personality, that electric radiance of his that plied one of the largest audiences ever jammed into Gerlinger hall, was something beyond us. Never before had we known what is a magnetic speaker, wliat it is to be jerked to the edge of a chair to lean spellbound on a man's words. It was an experience emotional as well as intellectual. We lingered in Memorial hall to hear him when he sat at ease while students and teachers catechized him in his faith. Never flustered, never annoyed, clearly he analyzed the questions put to him; clearly he answered. We need not blush when we- say that we felt him to be a man such as Socrates must have been when he amazed little knots of students in the places of old Athens. Here, we knew, was no ordin ary man. No tinpot, hair-brained rabble-rouser is Norman Thomas. He raises no summons: “Arise ye prisoners of starvation!" Let us reason this thing out, he ap peals. “Let us reward Need and Deed rather than Greed and Breed," he counsels. “Insecurity and fear are characteristic of the age.” “Liberty, to be secure, must grow in the soil of economic justice.” “There can be no joy, no satisfaction, in your generation until you deal with the problem of pov erty.” A keen man, these quotations are not the whole force of his reasoned creed; they are his watch words, though, and they mark him as a champion of social justice, whether or not it may be attained through the system he stands by. W’e said we were bewildered. We are. All our lives our greatest aspirations have been to greed, if you will have it. The fiction heroes of the past half century, have been tycoons, tycoons’ sons, tycoons’ daughters, those who once were tycoons, those who would be tycoons. It is mad, this dull admiration of ours for greed. It is stupid, our simple acquiescence in that a few should corner the comforts of this earthly existence. Or is it? We are bewildered. Are things right in this world Where shrewd men win the comforts of their duller fellows, where shrewd men of wealth pass down this concentrated comfort to their often dull or, at any rate, undeserving offspring? Are we slaves to habit when we answer that it has always been, so must always be right? We are bewildered, for in questioning the justice of the existing order we are struggling against the propaganda of daily habit, most subtle and enmesh ing. We were bewildered when we left Norman Thom as, buL we carried away more than bewilderment; we carried away a resolve at least to try being rational, to try to stew the thing out. The Valley of Dried Bones \ YOUNG man walked into the offices of the supervisor of a large American medical school. He was there to register and begin his pursuit of his doctor’s degree. He introduced himself to the supervisor of the school, and was in turn introduced to the assistant. The head of the school w as a mild, subdued man. whose serene, keen eyes reflected years of scholarly and humanitarian endeavor. He talked blithely and roundly of the atmosphere of the school, the tem per of the curriculum, and the worth of the science of medicine in fulfilling the desires of man for knowledge and self-sufficiency. His words were rest ful and assuring to a young man among young men who find assurance desperately withheld by econom ic, political, and intellectual conflict. As he turned he looked into a pair of deep-set eyes, as cold and clear as the gray dawu of an ice robed December morning—as motionless as drops of polished marble. The man was a Major and had been through the world war. His expression had been cast by innumer able peerings into the bloody cavities of shell shredded soldiers. His eyes had been frozen by the glassy stare of men racked by pain. Finally he asked evenly. “You will be graduated in four years? Then you shall just be ready for the next war." He turned and walked into his office, closing the door behind him. Of what value is this anecdote ? ? It is not the metamorphosis of this man by the horrors of war, nor the horrors of war themselves. Men are products of pressures exerted upon them, and men change in spite of themselves. Tales of ominous proportions and repulsive complexions may be poured, yes, forced in to the ears of man—searing and curdling his brain. Pictures of mutilated and pulverized human flech may be paraded before his eyes until he reels with nausea but all in vain. Bugle-heated blood, spirits spurred by patriotism scatter such sensatics flying before its welling flood like night before the morning sun. No; the value lies in the contrast; that man should construct not only heights but hollowed chasms as well, into which abysses he seems period ically to fall —grappling with his own body—weak ening and distorting it. Sciences, arts, education all are forsaken by men who would descend into the pits of war. Condemn these men? Not at all. But college students should respect the heights. To them there should be little about culture and in tellectual endeavor that is ethereal. Culture should be real and reasonable. And thus must mankind be approached with reason. Emotions must have little part in the education of people against war. Ration ality in contrast to chaos may best be offered by those who understand it. If the college student should but retain and for ward the picture of the futility and weight of war ir. contrast to the delightful and bouyant picture of peaceful, integrated existence, h'e would do the least that may be expected of him and yet render a vast service to humans who wouid destroy themselves in blood. Need this be termed sentimentalism ? We think not. Because it is likely that the hearts and lungs of youth will be that which will stop the projectiles of iron hurled by the enemy and the gas that eats and burns as it enters. The college student must try. And should he fail, perhaps even then he would make man think twice before plunging the baynoet into an enemy already dead. Prelude to Solution 'T'HAT Oregon students appreciate having men like Norman Thomas on the campus is demon strable by the huge and interested crowd — the larg est we have seen since coming to the University— which literally jammed Gerlinger hall to the rafters. It is not often possible to bring a man of such magnitude to Eugene. The faculty and student com mittees which made possible the appearance here of one of the foremost men in public affairs has functioned admirably. The University can gain un told value through future addresses by men of such caliber. With the ease and poise possessed only by the most capable platform speakers Norman Thomas, in a concise and scholarly manner, diagnosed some of the major ilis which now beset the United States. Further, he accurately analyzed the greatest prob lems -the problems vital to future progress—which are certain to confront us— the present college gen eration later in life. It matters not whether we agree in the entirety with the socialists' program for the solution of those difficulties; the fact remains that Norman Thomas presented the warning in the cold light of logic. The dangers lie ahead as obstacles. It is a knowledge of the problems that will enable us to cope with them for the good of society. The Passing Show Legion Berates College Youth UK college pacifists as superficial and silly as they are said to be in the editorial clipped from The Nebraska Legionaire and reprinted in today’s Contemporary Comment column? The editor of that publication accuses the former of being' postoffice and bridge players, and finding as their chief occu pations cheering football teams, anil loafing in lux urious fraternity houses. He seems to take it for granted that one must go thru the torture of trench warfare before he knows anything about the folly of international holocausts and the dirty conniving of munitions makers. Furthermore, the average stu dent of 1034 finds little time to play postoffice and Admittedly college pacifists are often too impul sive in acting, and fail to grasp the relative import ance of various points in the peace program. They are also often too impatient, lack foresight, and spoil their own programs by acting too hastily. Their elders, however, can't condemn them for lack of foresight, because they themselves have shown that trait all too many times, American Legion men are in a position where they very naturally become resentful of outside declarations as to war. They feel that they, of all people should and do know what a hell war is. Men can't be blamed for fighting for an ideal. They were deceived by circumstances and propaganda. They thought they would save the world for democracy, and very likely some day we of this generation will be deeieved by some similar high-sounding slogan. By educating ourselves in the subject of war, its causes, results, and general futility we of the young er generation hope to avoid being deceived. Our hats are off to you former service men. You fought because your ideals told you to. What youth wishes to do is to prevent another war. The Nebras kan editor's personal opinion concerning the refusal to fight under any conditions is that such a declara tion is quite hollow and meaningless. There are much better approaches to be made to the problem and its solution. Senator Nye and his munitions investi gation should be heartily supported, provision for suitable international arbitration should be made, and men willing to support such measures should be placed in legislatures and congres. In conclusion we ask that the American Legion editor is this state learn something about youth. We fear he is rather harsh in his hasty and unfounded judgment.—Daily Nelvuslus. bridge The Day’s Parade By PARKS HITCHCOCK Disarmament Collapse Brazilian Bypath J ATEST joker in the London dis armament conference comes from the British camp. England's Ramsay MacDonald suggest that Japan be granted “equality in principle,1' which means that To kio must maintain the 5-5-3 ratio in fact, but may have the honor of being considered on an equal tonnage ratio by the rest of the world, except of course, the rest of the world already knows that Japan does not have parity which means practically anything you wish it to. Briton’s Byplay This amusing bit. of British horse-play will of course come to no avail at all. Japan is in a po sition to tel! the United States and England that she will have parity whether the other nations like it or not, and anything the Anglo American forces may have to say will have no bearing upon Tokio’s decision. Conference a Failure It was obvious before the Lon don conference opened that it was | a waste of money and time, and now it is an assured fact. The western nations are feebly strug gling for any form of compromise that can be effected, but to all in formed students such efforts are doomed to failure. 5-5-3 by the Boards That the result of this impasse will be a new naval armament race is likewise patent; within the next week or so Japan is expected to announce her rescindment of the Washington agreement, already (if our suspicions be justified) abro gated in fact, and then the race will be on. Sun to the East It is, beyond all doubt, a very unpleasant scene that must face us during the next few years. We are in constant danger of a threat from the East, if not along politi cal and military lines, at least on the commercial front. And here it is not a question of interference in foreign affairs, as our own fin gers, which previous imperialistic regimes have thrust into the mess of Eastern pottage, are liable to be burned, and yet there seems no graceful way out of the embroglio. Our capital is invested throughout China and the Orient and unless we give it up we are likely to be led into serious trouble by it. Out of the Philippines Of course the smartest move for the government is to get out of the Philippines as soon as possible.! A holding that in time of peace ^ has proven a financial liability, in ■ time of disturbance or war will prove undefendable and costly to protect. It cannot but be evident, however, that all the nations who played Little Jack Horner with the Chinese plum pudding will get what has been coming to them when Japan arrives at her full ma jority and asserts herself as the great power in the East. gRAZIL is faced by her own im migration problems. A recent influx of over 10,000 Japanese added to the 50,000 already in the country has made the Brazilian government wonder whose country it is after all. As a result of the recent phenomenal influx the Bra zilian parliament has passed a law restricting annual immigration to two percent of the population in flow over the last 50 years. Ambassador Packs Bags As a mark of his personal dis approval Ambassador Kiujiro Ha yashi withdrew from Rio do Jan Phi Beta Concert (Continued from Pape One) Maude Stehn, pianist, followed with three numbers of which the last. "The Sea" by Palmgren. was a great favorite with the audience. She painted a picture of powerful and moving waves which was \ clearly understandable to the lis-1 tener. Prances Brockman appeared as the last soloist, giving the pro gram a final brilliance which rounded it into a complete whole. Especially effective was the clos ing number, "Exuberance" by Bar naul, into which she injected a youthful gaiety which was catch ing The Spanish Serenade which she played second ended with a passage in harmonics which she executed very delicately, fn an other instance! though in which number we cannot recall) she car ried a sustained note on the open D string while carrying changing harmonies on the A and E strings, a feat which would call for ex tremely precise bowing. As has been said before, technical diffi culties do not seem to exist for Miss Brockman. I Here and There By ED HANSON § I TO BE IHROWN POOR OLD “ALoWIU-. wM beat IDAHO s,e Leap Year Day of 1888 By FREDERIC S. DUNN JUST ten years preceding the in cident herewith chronicled, an item appeared in the Oregon State Journal of Dec. 27. 1879, reading: ‘Will Receive Calls,—We are au thorized to announce that the fol lowing ladies will receive calls on New Year’s Day; Miss Frances Swift, Mrs. S. J. Saxon, Mrs. J. G. Gray; Mrs. Hemenway, Mrs. Ware and Miss Ashley will receive at the home of Mrs. Hemenway.’ My sisters had failed to send in their names to the local papers, but word must have gotten around just the same, for the trail to our front porch was kept 'hot all day, even through two feet of snow. I was greatly interested and post ed myself in a window of the ad joining living-room, tc keep tally of the callers. In my boyish en thusiasm I kept the score in pencil marks on the window sill, for which I afterwards suffered mortifica tion in the flesh. But, ten years afterward, I had recovered sufficiently to partici pate in a most unique program, the only one of its kind ever staged in University circles. It was Leap Year of 1888, and thir teen men, ranging from Seniors to sub-Freshmen, announced in the columns of the press that they would ‘receive callers on Monday, Jan. 2, from one to five p. m.’ W’e were divided into five groups,— eiro. A new ambassador is being appointed, however, so the situa tion has all the appearances of be ing ironed out within the next few months. New Fields for Nippon Such bits of news are chiefly of note as an indication of the in roads Japan is making in South America both in immigation and commerce. Of course, Uncle Sam stands to lose by this encroach ment, but at present there doesn't seem to be much he can do about itj If he can't meet the price com petition then the trade will flow into other channels in spite of all the Monroe Doctrines in the world. By GEORGE ROOT Today: Try reading. Book tips and recommendations. "Wine From These Grapes” by Edna St. Vincent Millay, published by Harpers, reviewed by Audrey Williams. \TATIONAL book week, here -*■ ' and everywhere and all over in this country of prolific writers, and overworked publishers and busy reprinters. When one is asked if he has read any good books lately i? is hard to keep from re plying, "No, have there been any . but, although some people refuse to read any new book whatsoever and some people refuse to read any book unless moss has grown over the cover, there are dill those few innocent and uninspired bystanders who read nothing at all and for them, we suppose, comes these se\cn days known as "bock-week; CRITIQUE Milt Butterfield and Hazen Brat tain at the home of the former; Mark Bailey, Jr. and Herbert John son at Prof. Bailey’s home; Ed Orton and Will McCormack with the Veazie brothers, Arthur and Clarence; Chas. Sladdden, P. E. Snodgrass, and Frank Chambers at the latter’s home; while Darwin Yoran, dignified postmaster and Hon. ex-Mayor of Eugene, received with me in our ancestral home. It snowed and it snowed, but up wards of fifty heroic girls proved themselves real sports. Jeering at the weather, those hor.est-to-good ness co-eds of ours waded through miles and miles of unpaved streets and, above all, drank our coffee and nibbled at our pink-forsted cake. It was a great day and Leap Year of 1888 was most auspicious ly ushered in, though I do not re call any fatalities. Looking through a bunch of faded yellow cards that were left that day in due and formal style on a silver platter in the hallway, I note the name of many a grandmother of today, ladies of prominence and distinction, many scattered over a dozen states, and, again, many an other that will not see this bit of reminiscence to call back the rev elry of that wintry Leap Year Day. The next issue will contain ‘AN CIENT ALUMNI PROGRAMS.’) and we say to. these uninspired— “try reading" qpiPS: EZRA POUND expresses his views on literature, edu cation, and the way to read in his ABC OF READING; William Lyon Phelps says that everyone inter ested in the art of creative writing should read the all-too-short twen ty-page preface in SOMERSET MAUGHAM's new collected short stories EAST AND WEST; Mrs Sebolt recommends LEE SIMON SEN's THE STAGE IS SET as the finest recent book, “stimulating and vital,” presenting a balanced consideration of the theories and arguments in the art of the theat re; the French translation, MAN'S FATE, by ANDRE MALRAUX is especially recommended by Miss Rise of the library as a definite contribution to the development of the novel. It’s a story about Chin ese bandits; Miss Rise also recom mends THOMAS WOLFE’S LOOK HOMEWARD, ANGEL and counts the writings of EMILY DICKEN SON and the BRONTES among her favorites; T. S. ELIOT has a large fan-following here at Ore gon; two books that are always out of the library are SOUTHWIND and THE BROTHERS KARA MANZOV; Elsie Belknap at the Co-op book-store claims WUTH ERING HEIGHTS as her favorite older-novel and MANN’s MAGIC MOUNTAIN and PROUST’s RE MEMBRANCE OF THINGS PAST as a couple of the finer newer ones.—And, by the way, the lady just mentioned has arranged two very interesting window dis plays of books worth considera tion; and lastly, MILLAY’S new book is a disappointment but you will probably read it anyway. Here is Audrey Williams’ review of this rather thin WINE FROM THESE GRAPES that seem to have been grown on last season’s vines; “—Joy, too, is fled. But no man can have all.” '’I"'HIS seems to strike the key -®- note for EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY’s latest book of poems, which, while worthy of one of our best poets, fails to reach her high est point of achievement. The same clear, plain diction, simple concise style, and good workmanship which characterize her writing are still evident in all their familiar excellence; but most of what she says here she has said just as beautifully before. Her winged spirit seems in these poems to fold its pinions in peaceful, world-weary resignation. Con trasted with the spontaneity of "Renascence,” we find the thought They’re New! T hese Very Smart GABLE BACK SUITS In dark oxfords—blue mixtures and ebony— and thev're oxeeptionally lov priced at $27 so New Mallory hats in the right shaapes. $4-00 ERIC MERRELL • CLOTHES FOR MEN" "The Arrow Shirt Store" Some of this is PURE QUILL By JIMMY MORRISON OOMEBODY suggested that the ^ name of this column should be changed to “Poor Quill.” That would probably be a better one there is little or no doubt. But then that would be a pun, and there are just lots of people who think that anyone who puns should be put into the punitentiary and fed on puns and stuff like that. Norman Thomas, the famous So cialist that told us everything we are up against yesterday, got a bit rah-rah when somebody men tioned the superiority of the col lege bred man. If there had been any movable objects nearby, Mr. Thomas would undoubtedly have tossed them. He is shown below answering one of Dick Neuberg er’s long-winded questions. Here is a photograph of that ter rific battle between Alex Eagle and Jack Brandis in the Oregon Oregon State game, courtesy Ful ton Travis, campus Floyd Gibbons in person: it i' / Reference to college bred re minds us that it is a four year loaf, half-baked with the flour of youth and the dough of old age. Ralph Schomp did a pretty good job as m.c. the other night at the Broadway, but we think he should have zipped out on the stage. You know, like professional singers do. He did get out pretty fast, but we still think he should have zipped. expressed in “My Spirit, Sore from Marching.” Youth and a charming diablerie have given way to a more serious and thoughtful bent. Faithful as ever she it to “Beauty,” which remains “though Man has fallen from his high es tate.” The “Apostrophe to Man (on reflecting that the world is ready to go to war again)” is a most penetrating truthful criticism. “—Put death on the market; Breed, crowd, encroach, expand, expunge yourself, die out, Homo called sapiens.” The sonnets making up the "Ep itaph for the Race of Man” show the before - mentioned deeply thoughtful turn. Edna St. Vincent Millay is as much at home in the sonnet form as in the lyric, and these are beautiful examples of her art.—Audrey Williams. I" " ■ n CLASSIFIED ADVERTISING 10c per line. OREGON STUDENTS Have your car serviced with Flying; A gas and Cycol Mot or Oil at Ernie Danner's As sociated Station. 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