Winter Form a Is on Horizon
Campus Women Express
Grievances Over Faults
Of Thoughtless Males
By Marge Petsch
“The time has come,” the walrus said, “to speak of many things."
Of shoes, of ships, of sealing wax, of cabbages and kings, he went on
to add. At this particular moment we wish that we could be a bit of
old sealing wax, or maybe an old shoe, chopped up and flavored with
sherry. Or maybe even a walrus. Kor the subject in hand is “men,”
and our comments are in response to a general feeling of revolt among
Oregon women.
Now none of the members of the staff of the women’s page being
so bold as to claim any superior understanding of men and their faults,
it was finally decided that a large group of women would be canvassed
as to their personal opinions in the matter. We first contemplated the
use of the name of each person interviewed, but inasmuch as all the
statements were not complimentary, this was finally discarded as a
“bad idea."
Yes, we say that a revolt is in
the offing, among campus women.
Surely nothing short of that would
compensate for an opinion which
claimed that “Oregon men are
spoiled. They are spoiled by girls
who are afraid, because of the over
supply of women, that they will
never date again."
Another statement spells a revo
lution when a girl said, "Oregon
men lack brains and breeding,
especially the latter.”
Still another woman said, “Ore
gon men are utterly devoid of
polish. Does a woman get flowers
except about once a year or at her
funeral?" She asked us, but she
beat us to the answer when she
fairly bellowed, "NO!"
Still in a desperate effort to find
one member of the fair sex wno
would say that men were at least
passing fair, we questioned another
girl, who had a rather sublime and
promising look in her eye. "Men on
the Oregon campus?” she asked,
the sublime look suddenly vanish
ing, and in its place appearing
what looked to us like either the
last stages of dispepsia or perhaps
a bad case of falling eyebrows. It
was a very severe expression, and
she finally sputtered, "Oregon men!
Huh! They're not men, certainly
not gentlemen. They’re ignorant
schoolboys.”
We were discouraged. We even
thought of asking a married
woman what she thought, but de
cided that that was going a little
too far. In the nick of time, how
ever, whom should we meet buL a
girl who was an optimist. At least
she sounded like one, compared
with the disparaging remarks
which had been heaped upon the
opposite sex by all and sundry. She
said, rather benignly, “Why, they
are all right. I think the women
are largely to blame for many of
their faults."
And then we turned right
around and ran into another girl
who thinks the Oregon men are
good looking, and would be better
looking if they’d be a little neater.
Two more, right in succession
thought they were, generally
speaking, good dancers, and very
considerate.
We had begun to think that the
revolution was all off when some
one whom 1 questioned stood look
ing at me with a rather dazed ex
pression on her face. Suddenly
galvanized into action, she de
manded, "What men ? Oregon
men ? Where do they keep them
selves? I mean men with breeding
and manners, and the intelligence
to treat a girl like the lady she
ought to be? You show me. Do
you say Oregon men? What did
you want to know?” We’re telling
you, it was most disconcerting.
After all, a reporter should be
neutral.
Anyway, here are a fewr opinions
about Oregon men which were
given this week. They were given
by women who have dates, and
who do not sit at home thinking
up nasty things about men who
perhaps don’t like the shape of
their noses. Next week, on the
women’s page, we are running a
questionaire regarding Oregon
men, and your opinions of them
We would solicite your interest in
answering the questions printed.
After all, as one girl said, we
women may be largely to blame
for the faults which are ever before
us. And on the other hand, maybe
another woman made I he snappiest
comeback of the year when she
smiled, ‘A man's a man, for a'
that.”
The Automotive Engineers so
ciety Htates that a car rides better
if a lot of weight is put in the
back end. We know some women
whose cars must glide like a
feather.
or Just
Why is it that when a man or woman faces death our sym
pathies are instinctively aroused? Why is it that we pity a man
infinitely more when Ills shoulders are loaded with crime than
sometimes when he has committed only a misdeameanor? It is prob
ably due to the fact that everyone has a tendency to take the part
of tlic under dog when fate has turned against him.
Surely it would seem that we have heard enough of late about
13111110 Hauptmann. And it would seem, likewise, that to rehash
the matter, even though from a woman’s point of view would be
superfluous. But the comment seems to us appropriate because
women need to be frankly spoken to at this time. It is at this state
in a man's trial that, on our lips is the word "horrible,” but in our
hearts is a silent prayer that his life will not be taken.
It is so easy to understand this impulse. We have learned to
know Bruno Hauptmann. Reporters have given us not always a view
of a murderer, but of a man, a very human man who must sit in a
chair and relive every scene of a crime which he may or may not
have committed. He must see the expressions on the faces of Col.
and Mrs Lindbergh, and he must repent the crime, if he hi' guilty,
a million times. And because he is of a stole, German race, lie must
keep his emotions locked within him, and consequently he called
cold, hard, and unresponsive. These are the touching little word
picture features we are served.
let, we know Bruno Hauptmann now, and in a way lie is almost
an acquaintance. We watch his face grow thinner and somehow we
almost know the mental torment through which he has been, going.
And yet we almost regret the fact that we do know so much about
him. We haven’t any liking for the man, but we're sorry that he has
had to undergo so much publicity. There have been other murderers,
other baby killers, other criminals who only got two or three stories
for a crime just as great. Yet, because he has been accused of kid
naping the child of Col. Charles A. Lindbergh, he must undergo
twice the agony. In a way, we think it unfair.
But those are only moments. Moments in which women, who's
sympathies are more easily aroused than those of men, are thinking
of Bruno Hauptmann as we would a poor, trapped animal. Over and
above those humanitarian instincts we must see Hauptmann in an
entirely different light. We must see him as a man who has perhaps
evaded the law for two years who has not yet been found guilty, but
upon whom suspicion lies heavily. We must see him as Mrs. Lind
bergh must see him, as the possible killer of her child.
Someone has claimed that the death was by accident. But there
is something cheap and cowardly about a man who will steal a child
in the first place, and women ought to remember this, if the kid
naper has an ounce of human kindness within him such actions
would be beyond the line of conception. Under the Lindbergh kid
naping law, 31 out of our last 31 kidnapings have been solved and
punished, and surely if the Lindbergh kidnaper were to be definitely
Identified, sentiment atai leniency could find no place in tl\e outcome.
Purely vicious people have been treated too long as merely “psych
ological cases.”
The court has not yet decided about Bruno Hauptmann, but if
it does find him guilty, women would do just as well to bury
sympathies, thereby aiding in a material way toward making the
United States safe for their own children.
Coeds W e or
Smart Clothes
While Relaxing
Playtime way here last weekend
in truth, what with banquets and
Phi Theta dances. We watched and
saw what people were wearing
while playing, away from the
routine of classes and duties.
Marygolde Hardison whirled
| past at the Phi Theta dance, a
! flash of green crepe and silver
| metallic trim. Tiny Violet Riddles
! taarger, a flame of red with huge
: black velvet shoulder bows. Chry
santhe Niekachou, extremely mod
lernistic in white crepe, a short cape
worn around the front leaving the
back bare, in striking contrast ,o
her olive skin and black hair. June
Yates, blonde hair piled high, wear
ing pale pink with silver beading
J adding the necessary touches.
* * *
And then the banquet:
Mrs. Eric W. Allen, poised and
attentive, in a black dinner dress
ornamented with brilliant shoulder
clips. Mrs. W. P. G. Thatcher,
smart in black velvet dress and
hat with touches of silver lame.
Mrs. George Turnbull appropriate
ly gowned in a square-necked,
sleeveless dress of black, worn with
sparkling crystals. Mrs. W. J. Kerr
in red, with matching hat.
Two tone shade combinations
are springyfied to the nth degree,
says Jane Allen in a resume of
spring showings in Portland. But
tons and flowers, too, are being
used even more profusely for hat
and dress trimmings.
Funny, we saw both items illus
trated on a visiting editor’s wife
at the banquet Friday evening
powder blue crepe frock, cut on the
bias with a fitted front, the square
neckline outlined in velvet flowers
of a deeper blue hue.
Students were numerous in at
tendance at the aforementioned
banquet. Through the haze of
smoke we spied Vetma McIntyre
in bright red; Ruth McClain in a
green outwork topped dress;
Francis Hardy, looking most chic,
in a black frock topped with a
yoke of light colored lace; Signe
Rasmussen in black velvet with
crystal buttons and -silver slippers.
We don't know whether Marge
Petsch was playing when we saw
her shoveling snow last week but
she did look slick. Yellow sweaters
are so flattering to rosy red cheeks
and dark hair. We know the yellow
sweater was pretty, but we don't
know whether Marge was cleaning
walks before or after her recern
editorial on the women's page con
cerning good sportsmanship among
sorority pledges.
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Swivel Chairs or
High Chairs
With this term offering a series
j o: lectures on love and marriage
given by the A.S.U.O., the coeds
of the University find themselves
in tiie center of a question which
probably “is, has been, and will
be” one of t He main interests of
all women.
There was the time, hack in the
ilays of family washing- and red
flannels, when the daughter's sole
and avowed aim in life was to fall
in love, get married, and have
more daughters to fall in love and
get married. It was along about
1-1 years that she learned to cro
ehet the fine linen, darn the wool
en socks, and make the steaming
buckwheat cakes which would
make her sharp competition for
the best housewife in Kilhanie
county. It was about 16 years
that, dancing the Virginia Reel in
her first white dress at the Christ
mas ball, she began to cast her
eyes for a prospective life partner.
And if, by the mature age of IS.
she had not yet found someone
for whom she was willing to de
vote her future to making straw
berry preserves and m e n d i n g
clothes, people generally classified
her as a misfit and an “old maid"
and her family strove valiantly
to conceal her failure in life.
That was long ago.
It was more recently that the
feminine contingent swung the
other way The day is not far past
when first career and the symbol
of a Carrie Nation supplanted the
accomplishment of b u e k w h e a t
cakes and fine crocheting. At that
time a future of work became the
loudly acclaimed ideal of Ameri
can womanhood and an ordinary
married life was only a last re
sort.
Traces of that feminist move
ment still persist. Within the last
few years coeds here have hesi
tated to admit a desire for love
Skull-Cap Hat
Is Held On Bij
Bran; Band
Gown from Peggy Roth, New York
To wear with :i regal looking, gold satin gown that features a
shirred neekline and a collar which dips down to form eap sleeves,
Jean King makes a stunning evening hat of cloth of silver. It fits the
head, skull-cap fashion, across the hack and is held in place by a
decorative hand of self material that sweeps across the brow.
and marriage in fear of being
branded as h a v in g failed to
achieve anything or better—or hav
ing regressed to that dreaded term
“old-fashioned.” There have been
those who felt that being an intelli
gent wife and mother is vastly in
ferior to wielding a gavel in the
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legislature or pounding out copy
in a newspaper office. And even
some who considered “wanting to
get married” a sign of childishness
or inferiority.
We have passed beyond the fem
inist attitude. It was a contradic
tion of natural tendencies — so
Think It Will
Rain Todatj?
White Shoes OK
Out came the sun warm and
bright a couple of days ago. Home
ward we rushed to take off heavy
coats and sweaters and to get last
year’s white ( ?) shoes out of the
back of the closet. Today out
comes kleenex and cough syrup as
we wonder where in the world we
managed to get such a terrible cold
“without any reason whatsoever.”
Every year about this time the
same old story happens over and
over again. In a sudden mood of
benevolence and good nature win
ter lets the sun have complete con
trol for a couple of day's or so just
in order that it may get in practice
for the later days to come. Right
away we get excited and attempt
to drag, shove, and push poor
spring onto the campus long before
her season.
All we needed was to plunge into
the millrace and come out with an
acute attack of chills or to jitter
around the tennis court with
chattering teeth and numb fingers
at 7 o’clock one morning to con
vince us that maybe spring was fat
from being here yet. Even the ping
pong table which we got out of
the basement and put on the ter
race would be so much more fun
if maybe we might kind of put it
in the house.
Now that we have learned our
lesson we firmly resolve to aband
on all ideas of spring for at least
another month and a half and to
accept winter for its entire season.
What is that ? It’s sunshining
again! Wait a minute until we take
off our coat and get on our white
shoes. Isn’t it wonderful? We’ll bet
almost anything that this is going
to be one of those unusual years
when spring comes way early.
strong that it hinted a lack of sin
cerity. It i3 an indication of the
advance of our times when women
find positions in the world, and
still discuss the art of homemak
ing.
“Jelly,” in southern Louisiana, is
a colloquialism for an extra-fat
woman.
Coed Capers, Order oi O
Letteraiea’s Limp Slated
la Events of This Week
The annual Coed Capers and the Order of the O Lettermen's Limp
vie for first honors on the campus social calendar this week. The
annual party for all women on the campus will take place tonight in
Gerlinger hall from 7 to 10. An evening full of dancing, stunts and
varied festivities is promised by Mary McCracken, general chairman.
Each class will offer a stunt, for which a prize will be offered.
Awards will also be made for outstanding and clever costumes.
The dance Saturday evening is an all-campus affair sponsored by
Oregon athletes. An “athletic extravaganza” idea will be carried out
in the decorating of Gerlinger hall. Arne Lindgren is general chairman.
Entertain -k
Upperclassmen
Newly initiated members and
freshmen of the Phi Sigma Kappa
house entertained members of the
chapter at a dinner Friday evening
to which personal guests were in
vited. The party proceeded to Wil
lamette park for dancing follow
ing the dinner.
Mrs. Lucy M. Perkins and Mrs.
J. C. Cougill were patronesses for
the affair.
* * *
Dances
Are Slated
House dances scheduled for this
weekend are those to be given by
Alpha Phi, Sigma Kappa, and Phi
Delta Theta. All these are sched
uled for Friday evening. The two
women's organizations will give
winter formals, while the Phi
Delt affair will be a barn dance.
Exchange Dinners
Diminish
Whatever the reason, exchange
dinners have decreased greatly in
number this term. Last night Chi
Psi lodge entertained for Alpha
Phi, Phi Sigma Kappa for Chi
Omega, Theta Chi for Delta Delta
Delta, Delta Upsilon for Alpha Del
ta Pi, Kappa Kappa Gamma for
Phi Kappa Psi, Kappa Sigma for
Alpha Gamma Delta, and Kappa
Alpha Theta for Phi Delta Theta.
Tonight Alpha Gamma Delta
will entertain at a faculty dinner,
and Hendricks hall will be the
guests of Delta Tau Delta.
Initiation
Held in Portland
Marshall Nelson, Delta Tau Del
ta freshman, was honored Satur
day at the annual initiation serv
ice sponsored by Portland alumni
of the fraternity. With a repre
sentative from the chapters at
Oregon State college and the Uni
versity of Washington he was put
through a special service at the
Masonic temple in Portland.
The entire Delta Tau Delta chap
ter attended the ritual.
Inspector to
Visit
Julia Riser, national inspector
for Alpha Gamma Delta, will ar
rive on the campus this weekend
to pay an annual visit at the lo
cal chapter house.
E. C. Mills Visits Here—Mrs. E. C.
Mills of New York who is gen
eral manager of the American
Society of Composers, Authors,
and Publishers visited Eugene
Wednesday enroute to San Fran
cisco. While here he visited his
niece, Ruth Storla.
* * * *
Visits at Home—Jean Ackerson
returned to the campus Sunday
after spending the weekend at
her home in Portland.
Drives to California—Paul Reich
man drove to his home in Mon
tague, California, Wednesday
and expects to return within a
day or so.
Visitor of Tri Delt—Mrs. J. E.
Olinger is a guest of Delta Del
ta Delta. She is visiting her
daughter, Violet, who is ill in
the Pacific hospital following an
operation for appendicitis. Her
condition is reported to be im
proved.
(Qt-ite aiA'—
MONDAY WEDNESDAY SATURDAY
LUCREZIA LILY
BORI PONS
KOSTELANETZ ORCHESTRA
ANDRE
KOSTELANETZ
40 PIECE ORCHESTRA
AND CHORUS
6 P. M. (P.T.)— COLUMBIA NETWORK
A section of the department
•where Chesterfield tobaccos
are blended and cross-blended.
J
C Liggett & Myeks Tobacco Co.
by cross-blending tobaccos . . . and
how does it make a cigarette milder
and taste better. . .
Well, in blending you take two or more tobaccos
and mix them together—a rather simple process.
But cross-blending goes a step further . . .
IN making Chesterfields we take
Bright tobacco from Virginia, the
Carolinas, Georgia and Florida. We
take Burley tobacco from Kentucky
and Tennessee, and tobacco from
Southern Maryland.
Then in addition to these home
grown tobaccos we take tobacco
grown in Turkey and Greece.
We balance these mild, ripe home
grown tobaccos with the right
amounts and the right kinds of
aromatic Turkish.
Then, instead of just mixing the
tobaccos together, we Wend and
cross-blend them so that all the dif
ferent flavors go together into one
full flavor—the Chesterfield taste
that so many smokers like.
Cross-blending tobaccos as it
is done in Chesterfields gives
the cigarette a pleasing taste
and aroma—they're mild and
yet They Satisfy.