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m4m PUBLISHED BY THE ASSOCIATED STUDENTS OF THE UNIVERSITY OF OREGON University of Oregon, Eugene, Oregon EDITORIAL OFFICES: Journalism building. Phone 3300 - Editor. Local 354; News Room and Managing Editor. 353. BUSINESS OFFICE: McArthur Court. Phone 3300—Local 214. MEMBER OF MAJOR COLLEGE PUBLICATIONS Represented by A. 7. Norris Hill Co., 155 E. 42nd St., New York City; 123 VV. Madison St., Chicago; 1004 End Avc., {Seattle; 1031 S. Broadway, Los Angeles; Call Building, San Francisco. The Oregon Daily Emerald will not be responsible for returning unsolicited manuscripts. Public letters should not be more than 300 words in length and should be accompanied by the writer's signature and address which will be withheld tf requested. AH communications are subject to the discretion of the editors. Anonymous letters will be disregarded. The Oregon Daily Emerald, official 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. All advertising matter is to be sent to the Emerald Business office, McArthur Court. Kobert YV* Lucas, editor Eldon Haber man, manager Clair Johnson, managing editor EDITORIAL BOARD Ilcnricttc ITorak, William Marsh. Stanley Robe. Peggy Chess man. Marion Allen. Dan E. Clark II, Ann-Rccd Burns, Howard Kessler. Mildred Blackburne, secretary to the board. UPPER NEWS STAFF Charles Paddock, news editor Tom McCall, sports editor Cordon Connelly, makeup editor Woodrow Truax, radio editor Miriam Eichner, literary editor Marpe Pctsch. women’s editor J ami sc Anderson, society editor LeRoy Mattingly, Wayne Har bert, special assignment re REPORTERS: Marvin Lupton, Lloyd Tupling, Lucille Moore, Paul Deuf>e!i mnnn, Kutli Lake, Ellamac Woodworth, Bill Kline, Boh Pollock, Sir lie Rasmussen, Virginia Kndicott, Marie Rasmussen, Wilfred Roadman, Roy Knudsen, Betty Shoemaker, Laura Margaret Smith, Fulton Travis, Jim Cushing, Betty Brown, Boh Emerson. COPYREADERS: Mary Ormandv, Norman Scott, Gerald Crisman, Beulah Chapman, Gertrude Carter, Dewey Paine, Marguerite Kelley, Lorce Windsor. Jean Gulovson, Lucille Davis, Dave Conkey, War ren Waldorf, Prances True, Kenneth Kirtley, Gladys Battleson, George Knight, Helen Gorrell, Bernadine Bowman. Ned Chapman, Gus Meyers. Librarians and Secretaries: Faye Buchanan, Pearl Jean Wilson. BUSINESS STAFF Advertising Managers, this issue...Maude Long, Patricia Neal Assistants, this issue.Kathleen Duffy, Boh Wilhelm Ed Morrow, promotion man ager Donald Chapman, circulation manager Velma McIntyre, classified man ager Hill Jones, national advertising manager Caroline Hand, executive sec retary OFFICE ASSISTANTS: Jean Erfer, June Hust, Georgette Wilhelm, Lucille Hoodland, Louise Johnson, Jane Slatky, Lucy Downing, Bette Needham, Betty Wagner, Marilyn Ebi, Dorothy Mihalcik. Day Editor, this issue..Peggy Chessman Assistant Day Editor, this issue.Clare Igoe Night Editors, this issue.Ed Robbins, Darrel Ellis, (Jerald Crisman Assistant Night Editors, this issue.Helen Eerguson, Lillian Mila Warn Library Talking Is Out of Place T IBRARIES at the University of Oregon were apparently built to furnish the students with adecpiate facilities for concentrated study. But the worn out joke of a student who asks another if he were going to the library this evening, and receives the reply, “No, I have to study tonight,” is only too true. There is a certain amount of noise which is unavoidable when a hundred people are gathered into one room, and this scraping of chairs, rustling of paper, coughing, and shuffling of feet is hard enough on the concentration powers of the aver age intellect, without the continual buzz of voices. Just try reading Plato's “Republic” or Taussig’s economic theories while your neighbors carry on a whispered conversation concerning the date they had last Saturday night, whether they will go home this weekend, what they thought of the last football game, the terrible assignment they have in music appreciation, and whether they should spend the time to go to the Side and have a coke. Add to this hum of voices the intermediate click of high heels, and the barking of an oc casional dog, and what have you? A D in Eng lish History. All that is needed at the, present time to make a perfect madhouse of the libraries is a good sized buzz-saw and Sousa’s band. The "Queen’s Husband” Preens Himself P'RIDAY night the queen’s husband will peer cautiously out into the hallway, pull the cur tains across the windows, and call his butler in for a game of checkers. Playing in a role created by Robert Sherwood for the whimsical and droll Roland Young, John Casteel of the speech de partment will appear as King Eric in the Guild hall production, “The Queen's Husband,” Novem ber 15,16, 22 and 23. It is seldom that students in northwest schools are given the opportunity to v/itness legitimate stage productions. As a consequence they go out into society blissfully ignorant of that foremost topic of the winter tea tables in eastern and middiewestern circles, the theater. In an effort to counteract this evil the Uni versity drama department stages six or seven full length and well known productions each year. Under the able direction of Mrs. Ottilie Seybolt and Horace W. Robinson, the students and faculty have consistently brought forth plays of a standard far above the average amateur performance. The settings have been the class of the north west amateur stages. By attending these performances the students will enjoy a worthwhile and extremely pleasant evening’s entertainment. They will also gain a speaking acquaintance with about 40 of the best plays, in four years at the University. This knowledge is a part of a well rounded education. It is only after attending a legitimate per formance that a person can realize why the pic tures will never replace the theater entirely. The three dimensional figures, the emotional and sympathetic bond between the actors and the audience over the footlights can never be created on the screen. A Guinea-Pig For Dr. Townsend? A GENTLE old doctor in California predicts that all American citizens over 60 will re ceive $200 a month; a vitriolic politician, now deceased, promised $5000 a year to every Ameri can family; but up in Alberta, Canada, a massive, bald-headed old school teacher has pushed a party into power with the promise of a measly' $25 a month to every adult citizen of the province. Coming as it does a year before the presi dential election in this country, William Aber hart’s government should be of interest to Americans as a. “guinea pig” for the theories of Dr. Townsend and the late Huey P. Long. If the pious Canadian orator successfully issues “social dividends” to the 400,000 adults of his province, the cause of the pious American doctor will be strengthened; but if Leader Aberhart’s fine plans turn to dust in his hands, Leader Townsend may lose his way in the dust storm that follows. Since August 22, the day that saw the world's first social credit government come into power with 56 seats won out of a possible score of 63 in the provincial legislature, Bible Student Wil liam Aberhart 'has been busy cleaning up the mess left by the out-going party, selecting his cabinet and advisors, getting a $2,500,000 tem porary loan from the Dominion government, fir ing old employees, and warning his disciples that all this requires time. It will be at least a year, he ^ays, before the dividends begin to reach the people. No one is complaining—yet. Families with several adult offspring are planning to move from the backwoods to the city and retire, living on the $100 or more they may reap each month, as their social due. They are heartened by re assurance that $25 is an arbitrary sum: they might receive $75. Opposition newspapers, which includes prac tically all of them, sit r>ack and wait for the crash. One liberal paper heads its editorial page, “Wonder who’s fired today?” a dig at Aberhart's house cleaning. On October 14, the Dominion election was held, and resulted in a terrific majority for the Liberal party, except in Alberta, where, out of 17 federal seats, 15 went to the Social Credit party. The erstwhile premier, Richard Bedford Bennett, retained his Alberta sitting only by the grace of Supreme Potentate Aberhart, who, thankful foi the two-and-a-half million dollar loan from the Dominion, urged his followers to vote Bennett in. If anything can be accomplished with the Major Douglas social credit theory, Alberta will accomplish it. The backing of the people is assured. Innocent Bystander By BARNEY CLARK Everybody is trying to help me write ttiis col. this evening. Pitying my old age, probably. And a fat lot of help they are, too. Even Tex Thomason, S.A.K.’s gangling prexio, is in here helping ( ?) with profane jest and libelous anecdote. Pudgy Ed Hanson. Emerald car toonist, is putting in his dime’s worth of hollow guffaws. The room reeks of stale gags, and I am get ting sadder and sadder by the minute. Nuts, that's what I am, nuts. Today is the dreariest day of the year, and it hasn't been a good year, either. I went down four spades doubled, and people have been borrowing my cigarettes. My shoes leak. I need a hair-cut. 1 am emotionally bankrupt I HATE journalism, ‘ feminine" w o m e u , cut-throat bridge, walking, choco late cokes, and success stories. and furthermore, if you think that i am going to punctuate this col. for you, you flabby-faced gos sip scavengers, you are much much mistaken. you are the cause of all my trouble . . . you literary bustard what have you ever done for me (question mark) you have given me the howling jitters and the pip. yah (exclamation mark) were there a moon i would hay at it. tonight i feel like a chi psi's soul, i am getting nowhere rapidly, no i’m not either, i have just com posed an epigram . . . see below quote . . . “sex is the skeleton of love" . . . unquote. that makes me happier, it means something, my life has function now. i am going away, far away, where only man is vile and people do not reek with righteousness, be good sweet maid and let who will be clever . . . and i'll take a hot butter-scotch sundae on rye bread, goodbye (exclamation mark) Hamsters Try For Donut Hun Kappa Sijis to Enter Many as Possible The annual Turkey day run com ing up on the 20th of this month looms again on the sports horizon and is attracting many enthusiasts of the cross-country sport. Current reports from the Kappa Sigman domicile show that the Kappa Sig men are planning to enter a good portion of their house in order to increase their chances of taking the cup for the second year in a row. Any house which | takes the meet three times keeps the cup permanently. 13 Days Left There are only 12 more days to get in practcie for this meet and Russ Cutler, intramural cross country coach is out every Mon day, Wednesday, and Friday help ing the contestants. Any May Try Out The rules of the race are that any man who is desirous of enter ing must get in nine practices in order to show Cutler that he is in good physical condition. Any fellow who wishes to try out may do so by signing up with Cutler and is eligible to work out any night before the meet as long as he gets in the required nine practices. At present there are 55 entrants which is an increase of over 13 over last year's entry list, and with two weeks before the meet approximately CO entrants are ex pected. The meet wil!\be run over a course 2.7 miles long and any contestant must finish under the time limit of 20 minutes in order to qualify. Complete and exact rules on the contest will be published in to morrow's Kmerald. ilium**!* in Photo (Continued from f'a<;e One) Oregana after December 15, the deadline. Miss Morgan stated. Living organizations who have not been listed for studio portraits must contact Newton Stearns, bus iuti. manager of Oregana atonic. f BOOTBfltU PLflVEKS SHOULD BE RESULfll\ yew bluin') 3 The Marsh of Time By Bill Marsli I Hollo Hello Barney. (You rat). a * -* Just when we’re almost con vinced that Lucas shows some promise after all, he puts Clark back on the editorial page. The ability to pull a boner like that proves that Luke is not destined for greatness. This tickles us. At its bi-weekly set-to last night, the city council discovered that the stove used to heat the fire house is a fire menace itself. Maybe the city fathers figured that with all those fire engines handy, it wasn't necessary to have a fireproof stove in the fire house. But can you imagine a fire alarm sent in from the fire house to the fire house on account of a fire in the fire house ? Go ahead, you imagine it. It makes us dizzy to think about it. * * * Skoal! The Japanese are selling bottled beer in Germany for less than Ger man brewers have to pay for empty bottles. With all the Jews shagged out of the Vaterland, who is Hitler going to blame for the high price of beer bottles ? So Clark thinks our writing is potty, eh? * as a; Sympathy Did you chance to read about that woman back Kast who wants a doctor to take her life? Seems she was all bashed up in an auto crash, and the pain she goes through — and has been going through for over two years—is al most unendurable. She can never be cured her injuries and her pain art; permanent. She has appealed to the Erie county medical society for a doctor to dispose of her. The secretary of the society responds: “As far as taking her life to end her misery is concerned, that is out of the question. The only thing we can do is extend our sym pathy.’’ Great guns, what good does the sympathy of a medical society do the poor devil? Is it not a doctor’s creed to relieve pain and suffer ing? We are humane enough to peacefully end the lives of dumb animals when they are incurably hurt. Why not extend our humane ness to humanity? If the doctor’s creed to relieve pain must end in death, then let it end in death. There can be no reason in the tvorld for a suffering human be ing’s request for a merciful end being denied—by any man, medico or principle - bloated medical society. Who does Clark think he is, a combination of Shakespeare, Vol taire and Anita Loos? Jello Again News Note: Jack Benny earned his first dollar delivering groceries in Waukegan, Illinois. And Mary Livingstone sold silk stockings in a Los Angeles department store. « * * Clark is a sissy anyway. We poured a cubralibra cocktail down bis throat the other night, and his face turned purple. (If any of you’sc guys and gals would like to know how to make a cubralibra we'll tell yah it’s simple. Take a coke glass full of shaved ice. Fill it half full of bottled coca cola. Then pour in St. Croix clipper rum until the whole thing begins to steam. Serve. Wait for the explo sion.) Hoboes Bewail System Of Home Ec Coeds By MARIE RASMUSSEN Down in jungletown there is great discouragement these days. “If only,” sad hoboes murmur, "if only the Oregon coeds would feed their burnt offerings to some one else. Another mouthful of these beans and we'll have to go to work, just to escape charity." While the transient bewails against his beans, enthusiasm burns high in the home economics department of the University of Oregon. Inspired coeds make mush and more mush, burn beans and more beans for the army of the unemployed. If the beans aren't buined they are devoured by the girls (who have probably been dining on crackers and ceremony at their so rority houses t. It is only when the beans approach that luscious leatheriness of texture and begin to give off odors of unequaled strength that the great American tramp plays his part, that of the consumer. "Consumer s Research” and sim ilar organizations protect people from the ordinary dangers of mar ket products, but what research is brazen enough to inquire into the1 supreme handiwork of the home economics department ? Economy is most carefully prac ticed in the department and not even a chicken has a chance once he's captured by the scientists of the home economics school. The first day he's fried. The second day his wing's-and back nestle in the lettuce leaves of a salad. The third day his gizzard and neck ap pear creamed on toast. The fourth day he's scattered far between the , noodles in soup. As for the fifth i day, not even his mother would know him then! While soup and salads occupy the coeds on the first floor of the home economics building. 55 young , women scatter the scraps of their sewing over the second floor. Warm flannel pajamas, all loose • and baggy, are the pet projects of | these practical women, who per- | form miracles with material, pins, and a sewing machine. From sleeping porch flannels to silk dresses, and finally to coats j the seamstresses stitch on, until | June has come. By this time the j flannels are no longer needed, the silk dress is too dark: and the coat is too v arm. ; Letter To the Editor: Each year we reserve a week end for the alumni. They have but this occasion to return to the place where knowledge was shrewdly garnered. Is it fair for students to be cynical ? Is it fair to rail at these, our guests, our predecessors in the quest for learning? Every alumnus that returns has a job somewhere. It is that which makes it possible for him to be here. These alumni, our guests, should spur us on to study so that we, too, can have a job somew where—that we, too, can be suc cesses, some day. Did' they brood over vague ethi cal problems? Did they, lacking a good course in mental hygiene, brood over such morbid things as death? No. They were practical, and they planted their feet firmly, rolled up their sleeves and went to work. One can see them, driving cars, married, sophisticated. Let them be an inspiration to us. Let us, too, plant our feet firmly, roll up our sleeves and go to work. Then when we return, the students | might see us, driving cars, mar ried, sophisticated. And now for these cynical students who delve into vague philosophies, let us an swer them. What possible truth can there be in such an utterance that the returning alumni are us ually only older specimens of our University’s mob of superficial av erages ? Respectfully, DICK MILLER. Vague philosophies ?—ED. Poetry Society Will Organize Ora Mae Holman Heads Loeal College Group A local chapter of the College Poetry society, national organiza tion of writers of verse in the ma jor universities of the United States, is to be established on the campus soon under the leadership of Ora Mae Holman. The national organization is sponsored by such noted writers as Edna St. Vincent Millay, Robert Frost, Robinson Jeffers, and Carl Sandburg. A monthly magazine of poetry is put out. to which members of the local organization are eligible to contribute, and if the poetry is ac cepted. it will be paid for as done by the regular magazines. Monthly meetings are now being planned. At each meeting there will be speeches by campus writ ers, and persons interested in the writings of poetry. Students who want to join are asked to notify Ora Mae Holman at the Tri-Delt house. Student in California Dorothea Finnsson is attending the University of California, work ing for her master's degree. Miss Finnsson received her B.A. front Oregon last June. Davis-Taylor Wedding Evelyn Davis, ex- 36, and George Howard Taylor. ex-'35. were mar ried at Independence. Oregon, on August 26. Mrs. Taylor is affil iated with Alpha Chi Omega soror ity on the campus. Send the Emerald to . out lisends. Air Y •> •> Listenin’ By James Morrison Emerald of the Air Miss Patsy Neal again is in charge of the Coed Quarter-Hour program over KORE this after noon at 3:45. The Air Angle The dramatic finale of the Notre Dame-Ohio State game had such repercussions that it almost wrecked the office of Walter O'Keefe, who may be heard on CBS with the Camel Caravan to night from KSL. Walter, a Notre Dame alum, was listening to the game via radio with Charles But terworth. noted comedian and for mer classmate of O'Keefe, and Bill Counselman, scenario writer. O'Keefe was rather glum until that memorable last period. Then when victory came for the Irish, Walter tossed a beaker of ice wa ter in Butterworth’s face, tossed Counselman under a desk, and emptied a bookcase in the middle of the floor. Lanny Ross will sing “I Found a Dream ” from “Red Heads on Parade,” “Love's Garden of Ros es” and “Where am I?” from "Stars Over Brodway” on the LOST: Sunday night. Glasses in tan case. Reward. Call 2486. Maxwell House Show Boat tonight at 6. * * " * NBC-CBS Programs Today 3:00 p. m.—Woman’s Magazine of the Air. NBC-KPO network. 4:15 — Phil Regan sings. NBC western network and East. 5:00 — Fleischman Variety hour. Rudy Vallee. New York to K,pO. 6:00 — Maxwell House Show Boat. KGW, KPO. 7;00 — Paul Whiteman’s Music hall. KPO, KFI, KGW. Horace Heidt’s Brigadiers. CBS KSL, KFRC. 7:30 — March of Time. KOIN. 8:00 — Standard Symphony hour. NBC. S :30 — The Camel Caravan; Walter O'Keefe, Dean Janis, Glen Gray’s orchestra. KSL. Calendar (Continued from Page One) YWCA freshman discussion groups are held every day at 4 o’clock, Fridays excepted. sfc si: $ Freshman discussion group will meet at the Y. W. bungalow at 4 o'clock. There will be a very important meeting of pledge etrainers in 110 Johnson at 5 o’clock today. If you cannot attend, send a substitute. * * * Activity chairmen of all wo men’s living organizations will meet today upstairs in the College Side at 5 o'clock. Amphibians will meet tonight in the women’s gym. FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 15TH a representative of the COLLEGE BOOK CO., Columbus, Ohio will be at the ‘CO - OP’ TO PAY CASH FOR SECOND HAND COLLEGE TEXT BOOKS for which you have no further use and WHETHER USED IN YOUR SCHOOL OR NOT LEARN TO DANCE IN EIGHT LESSONS Tin* person who dances smooth ly ami easily always gets by at Oregon in a big way. l’riviue Lessons t>y Appointment Here <i1 Merriek's you really learn lo danee. Special New Class for Beginners Wednesday, November 20 at 8 p. m. 8 1 wo-Hour Lessons $5 Co-eds $4 SOI Willamette Phone 30S1 Special Train to Portland 2 SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 16 .50 ROUND TRIP Oregon vs. Portland University Leave S. P. Station 7:30 A. M. Tickets good returning until midnight Monday. S@nthem Pacific Phone 2200