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Will the Student Body
Ever Open Its Eyes?
YESTERDAY’;! Emerald told a sorry little
tale. Hugh Rosson and Thomas Stoddard
have resigned.
Campus talk reflects pessimism as to why
the resignations wore offered at this time. Some
persons remark that Rosson and Stoddard are
“getting out from under.” “The end is near.”
The foregoing attitude is answerable in one
word: FIIOOEY!
No man likes to be called names. No man
likes his name drawn through the mud. And a
man the calibre of Hugh Rosson does not have
to take it and will not.
Hugh Rosson has worked hard. He has been
confronted with the overwhelming tasks of wiping
out a huge ASUO indebtedness, of staying in the
running with conference schools possessing 10
and 20 times the resources, and yet ducking the
brick-bats directed toward him by those who not
only disagree witli the system of modern inter
collegiate athletics, but insist on reading collu
sion into the earnest efforts of a fine man.
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The faculty and the students respect Hugh
Rosson. And today, after the impassioned bitter
ness of the recent fee struggle has been boiled
out of the considerations, there should be no per
son who doubts the integrity, ability and char
acter of this man. And when he leaves this school,
a big void will he left that will be hard to fill.
■H * *
But "Pa" Rosson is still here. The students
are still here. The buildings, fields, traditions,
and spirit of the University are still here.
This paper believes that the.don't call it
school spirit, call it the "will to progress”—has
been under a bush.
For a long time, a small number of active
students have dominated the student body and
have been the self-appointed ambassadors to the
people of the state. They have been effective, it
is true. And in some ways they have been con
st motive.
However they have also been cynical.
Much of this may be attributed to a hangover
from the old days when personalities and not
issues dominated student difficulties. In this
lespect both sides have been at fault but at t lie
last election ttie ASUO lost. And now the reverb
eration:; and refusals to be objective have cost
this school Hugh Rosson and Tom Stoddard.
This type of fight will not cost us more tlie
problems that face the ASUO today are presented
as issues, and the personalities seem willing to
cooperate in their solution.
The majority is organizing. And it will not
attempt to crucify the minority but will supple
ment it in an effort to attain harmony in student
affairs and yet give a true impression of the
University student’s attitude. No person will lie
able to accuse this school of subterfuge, or un
fairness, or suppression. The avoidance of this
impression is the primary objective of tire new
group.
Whether it be a review of the present organ
ization or definite steps toward reorganization
the ASUO is still on its way up Hie ladder. And
if someone will “get off the dime" people of this
state will soon know of the real ideas and ideals
of a great student body that of the University
of Oregon,
“If the Townsend pension plan became a law,"
says one college paper, “five-sixths of the faculty
would approve of sleeping on the tables.
Communistic pursuits of the one or two j
actives on the campus lias been on the decline |
the past two or three weeks. Kven red fades in
this kind of weather.
We don't mean to be alarmists fellows but
putting Mis, Finnegan back in her salty nest was
an unpardonable, if not a criminal pursuit. Had
the sea lion been allowed to roam, it is not in
conceivable to believe (as Darwin would say)
that she might have patented some mountain
goat-lions which are a rarity in any community.
Perhaps she was furmistically inclined. She may
have wanted to pull a plow, to smell the fresh
ness of the earth, to watch green sprouts spring
from the earth. Whatever may have been her
ambitions, Mrs. Finnegan was thoughtlessly
taken back to the Pacific to resume her life as
any ordinary sea lion.
Dad Wellington Is Gone;
The University Misses Him
<<TTE was a friend of the University—fought
A A for the University and for education—he
was proud to be reckoned a friend of education.”
Thus speak other papers of the recent passing of
Earle Wellington, staunch University supporter.
And well might we add the University was
proud t.o reckon Mr. Wellington a friend of the
school and of education. Oregon students and
faculty appreciated him. They respected and ad
mired his active work for the school in politically
strenuous times like the Zorn-McPherson struggle
and the chancellorship question.
They enjoyed the warmth of his personality
at Junior Weekends, Dad's Days, and all Univer
sity functions. They were proud to see him as
president of the Oregon Dads and later the Fed
eration of University of Oregon Organizations.
In times of economic stress when others would
cut high education, Mr. Wellington, himself not
a wealthy man and not a college graduate, fought
for education. "He was a friend of education”—
there is no higher tribute.
The University will deeply miss Earle Well
ington. The nation misses the lack of more men
like him to fight for education, who will place
as high a value upon it as he did.
Another Russo-Jap
War in the Offing?
'C’OR the first time since 1904, Japan was yester
day cut off from the rest of the world. Her
cables were dead,- her telegraph keys clicked no
messages beyond the island shores, her radios were
stifled. Japan was silent.
Two days before the declaration of war
against Russia in February, 1904, Japan was also
silent to international communication. Then also
her cables were dead, radios stifled. On the night
of February 8, the Russian fleet was attacked.
The ominous quiet, viewed in the light of
recent Japanese affairs, is significant, and dan
gerous. Only serious cause could have resulted
in so drastic a step as complete censorship and
martial law.
Last November, Japan pushed into northern
China, threatened annexation, paused, and then
mildly withdrew. Last week Japanese troops en
gaged in border skirmishes between Manchukuo
and Outer Mongolia, blustered, were met with a
surprisingly firm Russian proposal, paused, and
meekly accepted the arbitration plan. The reason
for those inconsistent actions is not difficult to
find.
In Japan there has been for years a struggle
between elder, more pacific statesmen and the
powerful young militarists. It was the elder
statesmen who balked at what they feared to be
the too-aggressive acts of their countrymen, and
brought the marching feet of Japanese troops
momentarily to a halt. Not once, but several
times they annoyed and maddened the Seiyukai,
the war party of Japan, whose policy was one of
continuous expansion. So, the events of the past
two days.
Admiral Saito counselled caution. He was as
sassinated.
Takahashi counselled caution. Takahashi was
“bumped off.” Other and lesser loaders also ad
vised caution. They have been exterminated.
Now, the militarist party is comparatively
free to proceed with its aggression in China and
Mongolia. Whether war will result, remains to be
seen.
A German Student’s
Efil Germany ibRl
By Carl-Gustav Anthon
JT is an odd but very characteristic feature
in present-day Germany that almost all mem
bers of that Nazi clique in Berlin are being
ridiculed by the German people, while Hitler goes
absolutely unharmed.
Air-Minister Herman Goering’s reputed vanity
gives rise to an unceasing flow of jokes and
anecdotes. He is said to wear a different uniform
almost every day. When a water pipe broke in
his basement he is supposed to have demanded
an admiral’s uniform; when he pays his church
taxes he wants a cardinal's hat, and even the
snappy bellboys' uniforms in the Adlou Hotel in
Berlin seem to have aroused his envy. Missing a
certain "pour le merite" medal and searching all
over the town for it, he finally found it pinned
to his nightgown.
Ur. Joseph Goebbels, Germany's propaganda
minister, fares no better in this mania for coining
anecdotes. He is the champion of "talk," and
especially of that particular kind of talk com
monly referred to ns “misrepresentation.” Illus
trating the size of his mouth, a characteristic
story may be noted here. While the eminent
Goebbels was taking a nap, two flies were going
to measure the length of his mouth by running
a race from one corner of the mouth to the
other. They ran, and when the one fly arrived
on the other side he found his friend already
there. Three times they ran and three times the
same fly emerged the victor. Being questioned,
thereupon, the victorious fly admitted that lie
saved time by running around the other way. that
is, around the back of the head.
Such and similar stories circulate daily among
(lie people. But I have never heard a joke on
Hitler. There is a reason for this. Hitler seems
unattaekable. His utmost sincerity, his irre
proachable personal life simply don't provoke
ridicule. Ridicule arises only where weaknesses
are apparent. This is the raise with Goering and
Goebbels and the late Roehm. but Hitler's person
does not reveal weak spots, and people take him
seriously. His personalty too is powerful, too
dominant, too inspiring. He is the "Fuehrer.'' the
leader of them all. and they respect him. Not
that they would not dare to make fun of him;
Gormans, after all, have a sense of humor. But
Hitler is no source for humor; "Hitler" means
dead-earnest loyalty and respect to his faithful
supporters.
A majority of the campus fraternities have
tabled the athletic survival program. That takes
care of the board all right, but not many athletes
woud approve of sleeping ou the tables.
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❖ The Marsh of Time
By Bill Marsh
I hear that John (Splutter-Puss)
Engstrom, varsity pigskin expert,
is anticipating a visit from his un
cle. His uncle, being a somewhat
well-heeled automobile magnate
from the East, is toddling over the
country in a V-16 and expects to
arrive in Eugene most any day
now.
Naturally, with all this opulence
about to conic hither, John is a
trifle excited. Well, who wouldn’t
be excited with half the dough
east of the Mississippi about to
steam up to his front door in a car
half a city block long?
Luxury vs. Necessity
There has seeped down from the
Kentucky hills a tale about a
bearded rustic who bought a par
lor organ. You know, one of those
monstrosities you see in grand
mother’s drawing room, upon
which you tread with both feet at
the same time you are operating
the piano keyboard. Well, anyway,
this mountaineer bought one of
these things.
As he was moving it into his
cabin, one of his neighbors looked
out. Sneered the neighboring hills
man, “Looky thar! Buyin’ a organ,
and I’ll bet ’e h’ain’t got a drop of
whiskey in th’ house. Some folks
! don’t show good sense no how.”
Did you ever happen to think
what a lot of fun social functions
would be if occasionally they were
removed from behind their cloak
of manners? Wouldn’t it be fun to
have, say an exchange dinner, with
no signs of etiquette or good be
havior at all?
Daydream
I can see it now. Dinner is
served, whereupon the men all
stand up and gallop madly into the
dining room, leaving the more or
less bewildered gals still clustered
around the fireplace and radio.
The house mother is seat yet,
and, before she can rise up in
startled indignation, the house
president will stick his map out of
the dining room and shout, “Hey,
ma, will you hurry up? We're not
going to wait here all night, you
know.’’
Somewhat haltingly, the women
enter the. dining room and seek out
the men who have brought them.
At this point the men all sit down
and start eating. Before the wo
men can sit down another officer
of the men shout, “Well, for C’ri
sake, are you going to eat or
aren’t you? Whattrya standing
around with your teeth in your
face for?
By the time the women have
finally got the swing of things, the
men are finished with the cock
tails. Now the waiters enter, and,
chance to get a good mouthful of
food, the cocktails are removed.
But . . . and lay your last thin
dime on this nag’s beagle ... by
the time the main course shows up,
the women will be right in the
thick of things, matching unruly
elbows and audible gustatory
sounds with every man in the
place. I
Watta picture. Shouts one of
the conspirators to the house
mother, “Hey, mom, chuck down a
slab of grease will you?
The dignified house mother, af
ter a hurried consultation with the
rowdy on her right, picks up a
cube of butter and hurls it accur
ately down the length of the table.
After dinner, instead of politely
cracking out with borrowed cigar
ette cases, the men should, after a
few preliminary sputterings, set
fire to. a group of the foulest, most
smelly, nauseating and generally
repulsive two for a penny cigars
that it’s been possible to purchase.
Oh, I can’t finish this thing out.
Add or detract any little improvi
sations you like. I still think it
would be funny as blazes.
Stetson to Address
Teachers in Spokane
F. L. Stetson, of the department
of education, will address the meet
ing of the Northwest Association
of Secondary and Higher Schools
to be held Monday, April 6, in
Spokane, on the topic “Experi
mental Secondary Schools of the
Progressive Educative Associa
tion.’’
Dr. Stetson is director of re
search for the Northwest associa
tion, and a member of its commis
sion for accrediting higher schools.
Under a WPA project the Uni
versity of Colorado will st^rt a
survey of the state penal institu
tions.
Oregon Student
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council or at the meeting tonight.
General plans of action for the
group will also be discussed by the
council, in order to get the student
federation in better working condi
tion. Monday the group acted as
sponsor of the Oregon and Univer
sity of Washington debaters at a
symposium discussion of neutral
ity.
Ten years of medical research
received national recognition when
Dr. O. H. Wangensteen, head of
the department of surgery at U. of
O. was awarded the Samuel D.
Gross prize in surgery.
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Air Y’ •> ❖
❖ Listenin’?
By Jimmy Morrison
Ned Gee'and Chuck French, the
renowned radio team will be pre
sented on this afternoon’s broad
cast at 3:45 p. m.
Disc Deals
Clyde McCoy’s recording of “Su
gar Blues” (Decca) is perhaps the
corniest ever done. His distorted
trumpet wailings and fake kisses
were beginning to get under the
boys’ skins, so to show their ap
preciation of Clyde’s efforts they
placed it gently under one of the
davenport cushions and then sat
down for a bull session. Strangely
enough, that record still creeps to
their ears more frequently than
any other on recording broadcasts
after midnight.
Paul Whiteman has just turned
out two danceable records for Vic
tor. One is a pair of “westerns”
which are already popular every
where—“Saddle Your Blues to a
Wild Mustang” and “The Wheel of
the Wagon Is Broken.”
“Wah-hoo!” That’s the name of
one of the other tunes Paul put
down on the disc. This is one ev
erybody will be singing in a week.
It’s another “Music Goes ’Round j
and ’Round,”—but with a different j
theme. Finally somebody got up
nerve enough to hang a bunch of
“razzberries” on all the dripping
cowboy songs and sentimental bal
lads on the ether these many
moons. People are beginning to
ask about the other side of this
record, "What’s the Name of That
Song?”
The Air Angle
Willem van Hoogstraten’s Port
land Symphony orchestra, in a
richly varied program of classical
music, will be heard tonight at 8
on the Standard Symphony hour
broadcast, originating in Portland.
"On the Trail," from Ferde
Grofe’s "Grand Canyon Suite,” a
selection from “Gitanilla Suite” by
Lacombe, and “En Saga” by Si
belius are among the outstanding
numbers, also compositions by
Mendelssohn, Bach, Hadley, Bee
thoven, and Chabrier.
NBC-CBS Programs Today
3:00—Woman’s Magazine. NBC.
5:00—Fleischmann Variety Hour.
KPO, KGW.
6:00—Maxwell House Show Boat.
KPO, KFI.
6:30—Ed Wynn, comedian. KSL,
KOIN. I
7:00—Bing Crosby; Jimmy Dor- j
sey's orchestra. NBC.
Horace Heidt’s Brigadiers. CBS
KSL.
8:30 — Camel Caravan. KSL,
KOIN.
One Wrecker Captured-But Here’s Another
Delighted with their success in hutting' tank advances and capturing the supposedly invincible weapons
from their Italian foes, an exultant crowd of Ethiopian soldiers are shown swarming along as one of
their number demonstrates a tank taken in the battle on the Ogaden front. The event was pictured by
H. V. Drees, XKA •Service staff cameraman.
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V triple-threat star in naval lineup liar. been developed in the form of the submarine, the I’erle, shown
at its. launching. Not only will it serve in the offensive capacity of submarine, but also it can be used as
mine layer and mine sweeper. If the Ethiopians could capture this they would probably gloat more than
the) are iu the top picture.
PROMENADING
tLilh ,
i,—
Even tliougli the future for
this weekend does look a little
gloomy we can always find
, plenty to do—no doubt there
will be plenty of bridge games
going on—there is nothing like
a good game of contract to
rouse one's spirits—but that s
'not. all—Even though spring
»seems to be rather slow in get
. • 1 ,1. .
EUGENE SHOPS show great promise for the very
brightest season yet—the gay prints and bright colors
brighten the very dullest of days—POLIA was feeling
particularly low till she cast her eyes on this parade of
spring FASHIONS—Now the future seems very rosy—
Here are a few tonics for the bines . . .
Navy blue and white are always leaders for early
spring and POLLY found the CHAMPION at BARN
HART'S ... It has a smart white braid trimming on
the slit bell sleeves and around the small becoming collar
. . . The back is a winner too—It’s accordian pleated and
the skirt has pleats for easy freedom—Just the frock to
slip on for Sunday tea or a dance out at Willamette
Park . . .
COED’S CORNERS
By D. C.
This week we have a big surprise,
i The author’s name we keep in disguise.
It’s a co-ed’s room you will surmise,
Though ’twas seen through a young MAN'S eyes.
Author’s suggestion: Don’t ever tell Jane Lagassee you'd
like to write a story about a sorority house room. She’ll take
[ you up on it. It doesn’t do any good to be joking. Her sense of
| humor doesn't work that way. THEREFORE:
I With restful motif of green and white the KAPPA’S have
brought American Colonial from the outside into this room
I (second floor, north side) in the colors, if not the design. Look
ing between green print curtains and through the single window
i one can see the fourth brick from the corner, forty feet up on
the Chi Omega house next door.
GIRLS: It’s not a large room, about nine by twelve. Three
girls and four elephants room there. RUTH MARY SCOVEL,
MARGARET JOHNSON, and JEANNE SHERRARD, and four
(miniature elephants). The girls in this room go in for animals.
Four pigs, four elephants and two Scotty dogs sit on bureaus
and bookstands.
CONTENTS: The room certainly was clean when we (Jim
“Judge” Kilpatrick, as my bodyguard, and myself) got there.
The door to the room opens on the south. Across from the door
are one bureau, (with light, and good-looking, green, dressing
table set), one study table with small white radio atop (with
light), and one window, above heat radiator, (also with light, in.
the daytime), in that order from left to right.
East side in corner, next to window, a closet door (which
they would not open). This might or might not explain why
the room was so clean. They claim it’s clean at all times, not
just for special occasions). Then a bureau with mirror and light,
and a book-stand, with light.
South side, going on around the room: A brown, comfortable
studio couch, and the door from the hall. West side: Bureau,
behind the door (with mirror, light, and another green, dressing
table set to carry out tbe restful green-white color scheme), and
two closet doors (also not opened).
I Plaster wall and ceilings in cream; grey single-coat wood
. work (well preserved, judging by fraternity standards), and
I light-stain floors.
Mystery: A cat sits on the studio couch. What’s its name.
It must be gosh-awful. It belongs to Ruth Mary and she won’t
tell. Anyone who finds out can write the next article on fra
ternity and sorority rooms—with my compliments.
Pictures: One special print, “In Disgrace” hangs over the
couch. Little boy standing in and facing into a corner with his
dog. The dogs looks quite ashamed. Rest mainly photographs.
Several good-locking ones.
Plants: Three, one of cactus ancestry sits in the window.
All give an unnecessary feminine touch to a room which already
| could belong only to girls, both in content, arrangement and
) well-followed color motif.
[ Fun: The rug. They TOLD us it was a “bear skin,” but we
just laughed and laughed because we knew there was fur on it.
| Then they TRIED to pass it off as a goat skin, but we snickered
and chuckled because we knew they were only “kidding."
: Addition: Six lights, three mirrors, tnree closets, three
bureaus, one window, one waste paper basket (empty), three
I girls, four elephants, one chair—and ONE STUDY TABLE.
: Result: A room which could only belong to girls, and a
: room any girl should like to belong in. Ruth Mary wants to
| pamt her book-stand white. Good idea, if she'li paint the rest
■ of the furniture and the woodwork white. This would carry the
American Colonial effect even better. A few more curves on
• the bureaus and tables would help. Miniatures and “Minuet”
\ pairs carry the ideas of that period, also.
i On leaving: Frank Nash, hiding back in a dark corner
down stairs (not alone) sprang out to examine our credentials.
\\ itIi about 50 cases of flu on the campus and a goodly
number of eases of the measles, it keeps one busy writing !
, notes or calling up all our friends—A much simpler and
i more appreciated gesture would be to send one of the I
clever cards on display at the ORIENTAL ART SHOP— l
' rhere are tunny ones or sentimental ones—according to
your mood or inclination—Someone you know would
appreciate your thoughtfulness . . .
All you COEDS have to
be home by ID -.30 Friday
night you know—so that sort
of eliminates prospects for a
dance or anything—We sug
gest for a pleasant evening
—THE BROADWAY. INC.
FASHION SHOW—\ un can
read all about it in their ad
in today's EMERALD . . .
i liere 'will be live models v. ^
showing hand knit frocks as ^vcll as other new
sVyl°'s—'ots oHtertainmcut too— tap dancing u
tiling—-see you there—
1’- s. i didn t see any good looking clothes
campus this week so not being of a hypocritical
1 in not writing any up—Looks like we might buy
these new fall suits or dresses—just to brighten
campus a bit. if nothing else . . .
spring
eVery
on the
nature
one of
up the