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THE UNIVERSITY OF OREGON
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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.
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Tom McCall, sports editor
Cordon Connelly, makeup editor
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Miriam Eichner, literary editor
Marpe Pctsch. women’s editor
J ami sc Anderson, society editor
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bert, special assignment re
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Jean Wilson.
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(Jerald Crisman
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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.
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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