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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.
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Here and There
By ED HANSON
§
I
TO BE IHROWN
POOR OLD
“ALoWIU-. wM
beat IDAHO
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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
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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.
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