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Night editor this issue .. Paul C onroy
Did Mr. Hearst Get His Money’s
Worth?
IF Mr. Ilear.st is really wooing the college
1 press he must be aware by this time that
the course of true love seldom runs smooth
ly.
The charming romance, it would seem,
began when Princeton’s coquettish Francis
Smith on behalf of the Association of College
Editors sent to Mr. Hearst an open letter
eoncering his activities as a nationalist.
And now some of those same ungratefid
golddiggers who were recently Mr. Hearst’s
guests in Washington and New York are cir
culating and signing a resolution excoriating
Mr. Hearst for his attacks on academic free
dom.
The editor of the Emerald foresaw that
something of this kind might happen and,
in fact, warned Mr. Hearst in advance that
we were going to have our mad money in our
pocket all the time. He could feed us if he
thought best but must understand before
hand that the complexion of the Emerald’s
editorials was not to be colored by a rail
road ticket. As yet the resolution has not
come to our desk but when it does it will get
our immediate attention.
Now there crashes down upon this nas
cent love affair, with a vigor of expression
that would do credit to a shocked and em
battled dean of -women, the scandalized New
Republic:
Meanwhile, we can report two heartening
developments—the formation of a united front
among educators, as described in our article, “Mr.
Hearst Sees Red,” and the beginnings of a similar
action among college editors throughout the
country. A resolution is now in the hands of some
forty such editors, awaiting their signatures, con
demning Mr. Hearst’s scare and the "super-patri
otic, fradulent devices he is employing to achieve
his ends.” We think there is good reason to ex
pect a large number of these college editors to
sign the resolution, especially since it is only an
elaboration of a similar statement (which, how
ever, did not mention the publisher by name)
signed by thirty-seven editors after attending a
Hearst-inspired conference in Washington and
New York, a short time ago. Incidentally, this
conference remains among the country’s unsolved
mysteries. Why did Mr. Hearst decide to pay the
bills for such an expensive proceeding? What in
the world was the matter with the editors, that
they should have unblusliingly taken the money
of a man who stands for everything in journalism
to which college men should be opposed? And in
particular, what is the matter with the editor of
the Stanford university daily, who acted as go
between in this nauseating performance?
ouice lilt- matronly ;xew ItopuDlic lias
become so pcrbturbed over the degradation
the “unblushing” ones have brought upon
themselves, tee feel we must tell our story.
It was just before final examinations
that word came that Mr. Hears! would play
philanthropist, to the long-awaited get-to
gether of the eollege daily press.
Songs of Noel rang in our ears. We could
hear the tinkle of sleigh bells as old St. Nick
cracked bis whip over his fleet reindeer.
Christmas was in the air.
And who wore we, obscure editors of
little eollege dailes, to turn a deaf ear to the
lure of travel. If Mr. Ilearst chose to fill
the boots of jolly old Santa Claus and our
worn socks with railroad tickets, should we
become unduly squeamish and refuse to lie
sporting just because many of Mr. Ilearst.’s
principles do not meet our approval? Why
should we, embryo journalists, with the
prospect of many a lean year after gradua
tion, refuse a little gift?
Of course, we thought there might be a
string attached somewhere—that perhaps
the open letter had not pleased Mr. Ilearst
and he wanted to be more than just friendly.
After being assured that no insidious at
temps would be made to influence the male
able and immature minds of our group, we
could not help feeling that it would be a
great injustice not to attend the conference
which we had wanted for so long.
Wo were only college editors but we did
have a lev ideas. We wanted a semblance
of unity in fighting for such noble rights as
freedom of our press and academic freedom
and ironing out other little problems of a
distinctly collegiate nature. And if there
came along a man who would make our little
party possible and at the same time show us
sights wo had never seen and introduce us
to celebrities wo bad only dcanied of, we just
couldn’t let it pass.
So we attended the convention and did
our work as best we could to lay plans for
the future. We received much of value from
the trip, particularly with regard to politics
and personalities associated with its work
ings.
W'e returned home refreshed, with out
philosophy a bit more complete, ready once
more to set out our own convictions in edi
torial columns. Wo manged—or think we
managed—to cling to those precious things
—virtue, honor, self-respect and a sadly de
pleted poeketbook.
And now, after having been baek at the
old grind for some time, we think it Would
be nice if someone would flirt with us again
—perhaps, even shower another convention
upon us—say in Florida, this time. We
would shove our old typewriter aside and be
glad Mr. Ilearst’s beneficence had some com
petition.
Hugo the hermit was sentenced to life
imprisonment. II(!’ll probably be irked un
less he is given solitary confinement.
One Man’s Opinion
By STIVERS VERNON
Are you a big bug? If so, prove it by display
ing the family coat of arms on your stationery!
According to observers who are in a position
to know, everybody who is anybody at all must
dig up a coat of arms. Of course, we are not in
a position to say because there is no one here
abouts, who sports such a luxury. So, like Will
Rogers, all we know is what we see in the papers.
John Kelly, the Oregonian’s Washington cor
respondent, says that Roosevelt has a coat of
arms. Personally, that’s all right with us. We
can’t think of anybody who has a better right.
But John Garner—well, maybe it isn't the vice
president so much as his estimable wife who is
so hot about the idea. Anyway, it looks a bit silly.
Many of the movie stars have a leaning to
ward fancy engravings on their letter-heads, we
are told. Something symbolic to indicate the long
line of aristocracy from which they sprung.
Some of the current crop of female panics
ought to have their coat of arms a liot-cake
griddle. After all they have probably spent more
time promoting the sale of these delicacies in
restaurant windows, than they have in emoting
before the camera.
Yes, we are thinking seriously of having a
coat of arms for our very own. After v/hat the
editor said about this column the other day, we
believe that crossed pick and shovel handles
would be very apropos.
We can't help wondering about that chap who
came out here from the mid-west in December
to start some promotional work. He made the
statement at the time he began operations that
such times as these we are experiencing in Eu
gene, are as good as normal times in the mid
west. Forthwith, he inaugurates a fast-moving
sales campaign for his business and awaited re
sults.
The season during which the gentleman made
his debut into Eugene business affairs, was the
busiest this city has experienced in several years.
There was more money walking around in Eu
gene, crying to be spent, than at any time since
1929. Undoubtedly, he was able to do quite well
for himself and his mid-west company.
Now, however, things have returned to their
previous status with an appalling bump to all
who nursed rosy dreams of a continued rush of
prosperity. All in all, things aren’t so dreadfully
bad - but by comparison with the influx of Christ
mas business during December, they look pretty
tough.
Oregon students know all about the post-holi
day season slack-up in business. There seems to
be no place for the college man or woman who
would like to put in a few hours each day to tide
over. Eugene merchants simply haven’t places
for all those who would like to work. We can be
grateful to the FERA for making available a
whole flock of jobs, without which this Univer
sity would be considerably depopulated.
We still want to know what that gentleman
thinks about Eugene business now. Fact is, wa
intend to ask him. When we find out, we’ll let
you know—that is, if its printable.
The Passing Show
COLLEGE EDUCATION FAYS
A.S.U.C.
"I believe in student activities and am dis
posed to be suspicious of an American university
which does not evolve them, and of students who
do not take part in them. Everyone should at
least join that great organiaztion, the Associated
Students of the University of California.
"A university is not only what the founders,
the alumni, the trustees, and the faculty make
it; but more conspicuously, what the students
make it. Loyalty to the University can best be
expressed by recognition of what the institution
should be and determination to play a full part
in making it so. Membership in the A.S.U.C. is
one ot the best ways oi rendering' that recognition
and determination effective." Robert Gordon
Sprout.
To newly entered students, and to others who
tile not Associated Students, we extend this mes
sage. The card is worth far more than the sum
you pay. Daily Californian.
“SO is WUITYE'X FOB I’UTl'RKSQVF.NISSb
No longer will the words “Seventy-three
signify the personal greeting that it once did it
New York state. The last "brass pounder" in New
York has been replaced by the swift printer
telegraph, taking the job of news dispatching
tiom the hands ot the Morse operators.
With the passing of the wire operators goes
a picturesque style of journalism and a school
which has contributed many capable men to the
editorial forces of the American newspaper. Ap
parently modern machinery does not promote in
dividual thinking, for in the old days many
gtadmited to the editorial desk from the key or
the printer’s case. But few are those who rise
to the desk from the linotype. The old method of
sending stories taught many to write and gave
to them a news judgment which could only be
learned from experience.
Volumes could be written on the Influence of
operators on newspaper English. Copy was per
sistently being edited to save time and space. The
code boiled whole sentences of standard news
events into a few letters, as "salkwhich meant
’’shot and instantly killed," "ietic." which meant
1 lie identity has not been established
Seventy-three was the operators' greeting
aim "Thirty" was his good night. Southern Cali
fornia Daily Trojan.
Day’s Parade
’ By PARKS HITCHCOCK
i -~
Old Age Pension
More on Huey
j^ENATOR WAGNER'S old age
1 pension, although it will hard
ly equal the sanguine expectations
o! Dr. Townsend and his adherents,
will fill a considerable gap in our
, present social set-up. Those eter
nal reactionaries who ‘view with
alarm' any attempt to ameliorate
the obvious and somewhat self-ac
cusatory disparities in our country
will undoubtedly set up their usual
cries, but for the vast majority of
people who recently proved the de
gree of their common sense by ap
proving of a benevolent dictator
ship (if, according to the opposi
tion, the present administration
may be thus classed) over the un
fortunate libertinism of a ‘rugged
ly individualistic’ state, the new
bills will prove more than satis
factory.
The Plan
The proviso for the old-age pen
sion calls for, not a general tax as
in the case of the unemployment
insurance plans, but an individual
tax upon the wage earner and his
employer, the pensionoe to receive
at the age of 05, an amount com
mensurate with the number of
weeks and years he has paid the
tax. Senator Wagner hopes that
the first pension may' be paid in
! 1042 to those eligibles who have
paid the tax during the five years
from 1937 to the year of matura
tion.
Insurance Clause
If the present bill gets through
congress (as it very probably will)
the government will likewise go
into the insurance business, for one
clause of the act specifies that cit
izens may invest additional sums
with an higher pension in mind at
arrival at the eligible age. In case
the citizen should die before 65
the amount invested in taxes and
side-payments would be refunded,
with interest, to the next of kin.
It must be apparent to the most
hard-shelled among the opposition,
that the new measures are not
only an advance in governmental
policy, but are furthermore a def
inite impetus to the cause of hu
manity.
* *
A LL is not well in Louisiana, the
^ land of that piscatorial para
site known as the Kingfish. Indeed,
Hooi's foes are most wrathful,
hold great meetings, utter threats
and call his henchman Governor
O. K. Allen names and say that he
should either resign or commit
suicide.
What, Gennuin
Hooi does not make the mistake
of replying to the head of the anti
dictator movement with the tra
ditional ‘‘As a Southen Gentleman
Suh, Ah demand a retraeshun of
vouah statement.” Instead, he has
the henchman put guards around
the state capitol.
Well-Oiled Wheels
A few weeks ago the general
opinion was that everything ran
smoothly in the southern state and
every one was satisfied. Evident
ly, however, many hundreds of
people have come to the conclusion
that Hooi is not the friend of the
people and acting only in the best
interests of the people as he has
said he is.
Perhaps Mr. Long played too
long a shot when he did such things
as censor the state university's
newspaper and thereby gave cause
for the wrath of the great Fourth
j Estate.
Music in the Air
By George Bikman
and Dick Watkins
uur puoneity note raueti to rearn
you yesterday, so now we hand a
thank you and back slap to the
members of the Emerald players
who performed yesterday: Milton
Pillette, Jane Lee, Jane Lagassee,
and Robert Bennett. And many
thanks too, though he'il never see
this, to Arthur Gray, our new
drama director. Many requests by
students to be allowed to take part
in our regular Friday afteroon
plays compels us to tactfully tell
you that we’ll rotate as much as
possible, and we'll try to give
everyone a break.
Today at 4:45 on KORE you may
hear an allegedly intellectual in
trepretation of campus news and
thought of the past week. You
might, tune in—just for a change,
you know.
On CBS today the New York
Philharmonic children and young
people’s concert, under the direc
tion of Ernest Schclling, will be
heard in an hour program at 8:30
a. m. Too early?
The Big Ten on NBC at 9:00 to
night; and Let’s Dance from 9:30
to 12:30. Sunday: Opera Guild (in
English) at 5:00; Frank Munn and
Virginia Rea at 6:30; Jane Froman
at 7:00; Walter Winchell at 8:15.
Some choice records out this
month include Ozzie Nelson’s “It’s
Dark on Observatory Hill," also
well done by that fast-climbing
Dorsey Brothers outfit; Freddie
Martin’s “I'm Growing Fonder of
You," and “Just a Fair Weather
Friend”; Hal Kemp’s “I’ve Got an
Invitation to a Dance," and “One
Little Kiss”; two vocals by Lanny
Ross, “The World Is Mine,” and
“Water Under the Bridge,” and
two other first-class discs by the
star of Ye Town Hall Revue, James
Melton, “A Little Love, a Little
Kiss,” and “Your Eyes Have Told
Me So.” Those Dorsey brothers
again hit the nail on the head with
“What a Difference a Day Makes”
and “What Can You Say in a Love
Song,” with Bob Crosby on the vo
cal.
Captain Dobbsie, who has
worked himself up to being one of
radio’s highest paid performers,
will head a new million dollar pro
gram to be released over the CBS
in a few weeks, with Horace
Heidt’s entertaining band par ex
cellence furnishing the musical
end.—Ruth Etting is slated to
breeze back to the air-lanes pron
to, backed by Red Nichols and his
Five Pennies;—Joe Penner plus
his feathered side-kick, Goo-Goo
will soon be at work on a second
picture, following the record-break
ing success of “College Rhythm”;
—two featured bands have added
more girl talent to their shows;
Fred Waring now boasting of an
all-girl glee club headed by Kay
Thompson and Phil Spitalny with
his array of 30 girl musicians; An
interesting yarn has come out re
garding that “Let’s Dance” show
which takes five hours each Sat
urday night. An NBC ruling does
not permit musicians and actors
to go out during the whole period
of their performance, but due to
the exceptional length of “Let’s
Dance” something had to be done
about the 100-odd artists in the
various bands taking their turns
before the mike, so a nearby drug
store has been allowed to open up
a lunch-counter in the NBC dress
ing room adjacent to the studio,
from 10 p. m. to 4 a. m.
Palmer Will Direct Discussion
Of Cooper a t i ves For W esl ey an s
By Charles Paddock
1’robably the most unusual
among young people's meetings
this Sunday is that of Wesley club.
Methodist group. A series of meet
ings for study of cooperatives has
been undertaken. An enthusiastic
group started the discussion last
week. So much interst is being
shown that it is quite possible a
cooperative may be started by the
group after a more thorough study.
Rev. Clay Palmer leads the dis
cussion this week, answering the
question, “Why should coopera
tives be of interest to Christian
students?" Brittain Ash leads the
worship service.
The morning forum in the past
or's study is led by W. F. Walters,
secretary of the downtown Y. It is
at 9:45.
Westminster house is sending a
deputations team to Corvallis Sun
day night to lead the evening for
um there. Dean Karl W. Onthank,
Billy Barnett and John Caswell
will make the trip. At home the
evening discussion w ill he led by
Frank Kvanson The topic is "God
and Hi.- Kingdom." Time 6:30. A
half hour social period begins at
6:00.
in tk. mcrum.
at v.lb
George P. Winchell will speak on
"Personal Relationships."
Clay Palmer's Sharman group
meets at 8:00 Sunday evening.
The Christian Sunday school, led
by Victor P. Morris, meets at 9:45.!
The church is located on Oak be
tween Eleventh and Twelfth. At
6:15 p. m. Mr. and Mrs. Morris
have charge of Chrisian Endeavor, I
to which all college-age students |
are invited.
Regular services will be hold at
the Baptist church, Broadway and
High streets. Students are espec
ially invited to the morning wpr-1
ship and the B.Y.F.U. meeting at1
6:50 p. m. Captain L. H. Nixton
teaches the student Sunday school
class, which meets at 9:45 in the;
morning
Catholic mass is held at St.
Mary's church at S:00 and 10:00,
both low and high mass. Confes
sions are held on Saturday from
4 to 5 p. m. and from 7 to 8 p. m.
BUi BANKERS PROTEST
WASHINGTON - Powerful op
position by big bankers to a flat i
assessment of one eighth of one per
esat of total deposit. a. a mcisfccr *
Weather Bound in Cornwall
By Howard Kessler
Emerald Foreign Correspondent
MOUSEHOLE, Cornwall, — I
came to Cornwall because I felt like
writing a novel, and when you feel
like writing a novel there are real
ly only two things you can do:
write the darned thing or forget
about it. Cornwall is as good a
place as any to forget about it.
The first five days I saw the sun
at least 30 minutes every day, but
then I didn’t give Cornwall a fair
chance, as on the morning of the
sixth day I packed my bag and
caught the next train. The great
god Weather prints two formulas
in the "Delectable Duchy” . . . one
for winter and one for the rest of
the year. I had a chance to read
one. It goes :
“8:30 a. m. Gad, what a dazzling
day! Stand before open window
and inhale quickly three times
with idiotic hopeful grin on face.
"9:00. Just a few clouds scud
ding along. Better wait a few min
utes till it clears, then for that
long walk.
"10:00. More than a few clouds
and not so much scudding.
“11:00. Lots of clouds and prac
tically no scudding.
"12:00. Consultation with every
one you can corner. Hopeful look
disappearing. Looks bad.
"1:00. It is bad.
"2:00. Fine mist.
"3:00. Mist.
"4:00. Light drizzle.
“5:00. Drizzle.
"6:00. Light rain.
“7:00. Rain.
"8:00. Moderate downpour.
"9:00. Downpour.
“10:00. To bed discouraged. Lis
ten to the wind soughing (or sog
ging) about the gables, the rain
battering at the windows. Well,
maybe tomorrow:—”
This village, Mousehole, is an in
triguing fisherman's hang-out, just
eight miles from Land's End, where
Americans go to stand on the last
rock of England, so that they can
tell their folks back home that they
have stood on the last rock of Eng
land. Before leaving Canada I
read that Mousehole was "one of
the most charming cillages in all
England,” but that was written a
few years ago. Cornwall, the Eng
lish Riviera, has suffered from the
reign of tourism and you find or
ange peel in King Arthur's castle
as you do among the Roman ruins.
In winter it's not so bad, as even
stout-hearted tourists don't par
ticularly care to wallow through
seas of mud just to stand on Eng
land's last rock in the rain . They
prefer sitting in one of the innu
merable inns of England, sipping
White Rock. Which reminds me
that the most interesting hours I
spent here were at the old Ship
Inn. where sons of the sea gather
each evening to have a pipe and aj
glass (or twoi of ale, to play dom
inoes and skittles, and to trade
boistrous tales of the briny. Even
a disastrous fishing season didn't
teem to have curtailed their salty
humor.
In the five days I remained at
Mousehole, not one word of Corn
ish did I hear. Major Bryant, own
er of the establishment which shel
tered me. provided a clue
“A youngster who lets slip a
Cornish word or phrase in school
acre is actually punished by the
LC3.U!l»T c _ _ aSH *- ^
vehemently to show his indigna
tion with such a principle. But you
can see how quickly Johnny would
forget a phrase he had to write
out 500 times after classes.
Bryant also gave me a brief res
ume of conditions in this neighbor
hood, and without much strain on
my questionable intellect I could
see that things were bad, in spite
of my informant’s placid: “Oh,
we’ll get along. We always have.”
Cornwall depends upon tin mining,
agriculture and fishing, and since
most of the mines have closed
(much of the machinery indeed,
has been shipped to South Africa);
farm products bring small returns;
and profits from fishing are non
existent (it is reliably estimated
that each “drifter” which went out
for the seven-week herring season
this winter, lost 500 pounds), well,
there is the situation.
Considerable of my visit to Corn
wall was occupied in perusing
printed matter relating to this land
of legend and superstition. I found
a few interesting notes, and since
you may be coming this way your
self some day my conscience dic
tates that I should help you out.
There’s a good book, “Cornish
Saints and Sinners” from which I
pilfer a paragraph:
“Cornish maias don't like cool
lovers and you may kiss early and
often and be thought none the
worse of by the maid you are
sweet on. If nothing comes of it,
the kissing part will be all right
and can be wiped out or carried
Jean DEAR —
Please LooK here!
JUST what I’VE
been SEARCHING for
Finger waves—very cheap.
A dressmaker who is neat.
A tutor for my German—
and for sale, a coat of ermine!
And all in one
small column called
classified.
My dear, life is
simply simplified!
I \ t
And to think
You. yourself can advertise.
Come on, be wise—
We can both afford it.
10c per line!
Hurrah!
Let's Call 3300
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CLASSIFIED
forward at pleasure. Kissing is a
mode of salutation in some districts
where the population is station
ary, and a strange kiss is welcome,
as varying the flavor.”
Further information may be had
by enclosing a stamped self-ad
dressed envelope to 13, Liverpool
Street, King’s Cross, London, Eng
land.
But my favorite short story still
is: “He was fired with his ambi
tion, so he was fired, with his am
bition.”
UNIONIZATION PLANNED
WASHINGTON—Claiming they
have information that some em
ployers are joining in a move to
fight unionization of workers,
labor leaders today disclosed plans
for an alliance among employees
of five great industries.
The unions to be grouped into a
working alliance were named as
the textile, oil, steel, automobile,
and tobacco industries. They have
an aggregate membership of al
most 4,000,000.
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Individual finger waves, 35c.
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DRESSMAKING
PETITE SHOP
573 13th St. E. Phone 3208
‘‘Style Right—Price Right”
NEW SHOP
Aladdin Shop at White Elec
tric Co.
OREGON STUDENTS
Have you car serviced cor
rectly at Ernie Danner's Asso
ciated Service Station. “Smile
As You Drive in ’35.” Phone
1765. Corner 10th and Olive.
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