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PUBLISHED BY THE ASSOCIATED STUDENTS OF THE UNIVERSITY OF OREGON Fred W. Colvig, editor Walter R. Vernstrom, manager LcRoy Mattingly, managing editor Wm. F. Lubersky, Assistant Business Manager Associate editors: Clair Johnson, Virginia Endicott. Editorial Board: Clair Johnson. Howard Kessler, George Bikman, Edwin Robbins, Darrel Ellis, Orval Hopkins, Virginia Endicott UPPER NEWS STAFF Pat Frizzell, sports editor. Paul Deutschmann, news editor. Bernadine Bowman, exchange Gladlys Battleson, society editor. Paul Plank, radio editor. Lloyd I upftng, assistant man aging editor. Edwin Robbins, art editor. Clare Igoe, women’s page Leonard Greenup, chief night Jean Weber, morgue director Reporters: Parr Aplin, Louise Aiken, Jean Cramer, Beulah Chap man. Morrison Bales, Laura Bryant, Dave Cox, Marolyn Dudley, Stan Hobson, Myra Ilulser, Dick Litfin, Mary Hen derson, Bill Pengra, Kay Morrow, Ted Proudfoot. Catherine Taylor, Alice Nelson, Raohael Platt, Doris Lindgren, Rita Wright, Lillian Warn, Margaret Ray, Donald Seaman, Wilfred Roadman. Sports staff: Wendell Wyatt, Elbert Hawkins. John Pink, Morrie Henderson, Russ iscli, Cece Walden, Chuck Van Scoyoc. Copyeditors: Roy Vernstrom, Mary Hopkins, Bill Garrett, Rclta Lea Powell, jane Mirick. Tom Brady, Warren Waldorf, Theo Prescott, Lorene Marguth, Rita Wright, Jack Townsend, Wen Brooks, Marge Finnegan, Mignon Phipps, LaVern Littleton, June Dick, Frances McCoy, Lawrence Quinlan, A1 Branson, Helen Ferguson, Judith Wodeage, Betty Van Dcllen, Stan Hobson, George ilalcy, Geanne Eschle, Irvin Mann. Assistant managing editor: Day editor: Mildred Blackburne Elizabeth Stetson Assistant day editor: Corriene Antrim Night Editors: Assistants: George Haley Around a Profitless Circle /"'’HEATING, we haves said, is only the ex ternal evidence of a faulty educational system which puts its emphasis upon grades, rather than upon scholarly work. Grades, under the present system, are sought for their own sake, instead of as a recognition for the scholarship they aro supposed to-represent. Education at the University of Oregon and at most other universities iu the country is a competition for empty honors. Closely allied with the grade system, and in practice similar in emptiness of value, arc quizzes. There is more to be said iu. favor of quizzes than there is to be said f6r grades, but where quizzes are employed merely to bolster the grade system they are a harm, rather than a good. * * # JN GENERAL, there are three types of quizzes. Those which try to make the student formulate what lie lias learned. Quizzes of this sort are usually of the “general” type, which call for a complex intellectual exercise. 111 answering such an examination the student derives valuable training in making his own synthesis of the lecture and reading material of the course. Those, usually of the objective sort, which endeavor to elicit through a rapid-fire quizz ing the facts and perhaps the hare conclusions that the student has derived from the course. Such quizzes can be quite stimulating. Finally, there are those in which the stu dent is examined on his ability to “parrot back” the facts, attitudes, and conclusions presented by the professor iu his lectures. There are far too many quizzes of this type. *■ # # DR, SMITH said in the article lie con tributed to the Emerald yesterday, cer tain advantages may he claimed for quizzes. Where they serve to guide a student through his studies and where they stimulate an alert ness on the part of tho student to pick out the essential details of the course, they may have a great deal of value. Rut there is no value in quizzes where they seek merely to scale the relative ability o! students. The mere fact that, one person shows ability superior to that of another is not important. It isn't the purpose oi' educa- , lion to catalogue students. Nor is there any value in quizzes that seek only to determine how well a student can “parrot” the views of the professor. There is nothing stimulating in this. And, in general, it may be said that quizzes on the whole tend to be of the worth less sort. The points against them tend to overbalance the points in their favor. Such a state of affairs is needless, for the advan tages of quizzes may be obtained in other ways. # * # ^OJIDANCE and stimulation in genuine scholarship, which is the best thing that may be derived from quizzes, may be gotten by other means—by class discussions, by sym posiums at which students present papers, or by having students do original, creative work on term projects. The (dose connection between grades and quizzes comes in their both being primarily apparatus for the operation of a competitive system of schooling—we hesitate to say “sys tem of education,” for we have too high an opinion of education to malign it so. Education, if it is to be worth its salt, must concentrate on the development of the indi vidual—not on pitting one individual against another in a competition for grades. * * # /QUIZZES, although it may be conceded ^ that they have value if properly given, are essentially intended as instruments for the derivation of grades—and grades are the motive for competition that leads to cheating. It is a profitless circle around which students arc driven. It is the rare person who manages to put his feet on the straight path that leads to education’s genuine goals. Worthless quizzes which have no value to the student should be done away with. What is called for is evaluation of such parts of our educational machinery and a dismantlement of those parts that cannot demonstrate their positive good. Quizzes, for the most part, fall in this category. Grades surely should be abolished, for they contribute nothing and are productive of the greatest harm in their distraction of education from its purpose. I Campus Comment (The views aired in this column are not necessarily j | expressive of Emerald policy. Communications should be j | kept within a limit of 250 words. Courteous restraint should be observed in reference to personalities. No unsigned letters j will be accepted.) MIX-UP IN LOGIC To the Editor: In yesterday’s Hop’s Skips and Jumps column, I am sorry to rend that the alliter ative naming' of Oregon social affairs irritates once-genial critic O. Hopkins. Mr. Hops has become over-critical of late. His criticism of last night indicates a lack of back ground and of reasoning. Hopkin's first complaint is on grounds that the names lack originality. Mr. Hopkins then goes on to say that thinking of such names must be an awful waste of time. These are obviously ir reconcilable arguments. The names are tradi tional, they arc used from year to year, so no one has to waste time in thought a thing which Mr. Hopkins apparently would shun. Had Mr. Orvie sampled the advantages of our University at an early period in his nomadic ca reer, he would perhaps know that these names are as much trademarks, traditions, as Grape Nuts and Ivory soap. If like looks a little blue, Mr. Hopkins, why not change your morning brand of grape fruit. Mow’d you happen to miss Senior Slink as a sug gested name for the Senior Ball? Uh-huh, think ing again, Hoppie. 1 chose you, Hopkins. a fiend, S. M. Hop’s SKIPS 6-JUMPS By ORVAL HOPKINS SPUING WEATHER reminds me always of those dear days when the family used to go on camping trips of a summertime. We d pile everything hut the kitchen stove and the cellar door on, in, anil around the family crate and away we’d go. By the time everything was j plastered over and throughout the car there was no room for my sisters and me. But that didn’t stop us. We piled in, in high glee, and everything was ducky for a couple of hours. Then somebody would get testy and I’d come back with aw shud up and we'd be off. Often my dad would stop the car at the side of the road, turn around and either glare at me or shake his fist at us in a way which would scare the living daylights out of me. I was the only one he could see because if he turned around the other way he couldn’t see anybody and it was my sisters would scrunch way down in the opposite comer and there I'd be. * * * npHK best fun was when we’d get to our destination or stop lor the night, M\ dad would get out and take greut big deep breaths ami say minium smell that air and this is the life and stuff. Then if 1 didn’t feel like taking big deep breaths and rev eling he’d get sore and pretty soon we’d he at it again. Well we’d take all the stuff off till- ear and I’d have to go out and gather wood or drive tent stakes or get water or lmild a fire. But anything I did 1 never eould do right (I was very young, of eourse) and my dad Mould here faith in me and Mould say t Hasn't north the ponder oud lead it Mould take to blon me to hades. Finally we’d get everything fix ed and we'd eat supper. Then we’d sit around in the darkness with the campfire burning and the night noises all around us and the mos quitoes making us oblivious to anything but their torture. Then we'd go to bed. This always presented another problem because by this time I was thinking what a big boy am I and 1 would insist on having a bed all by myself. 1 couldn’t sleep with my father, just this once, to conserve space. Oh no, I had to have a bed all alone or else there'd be an awful howl and there fre quently was. So I'd get to sleep on the army cot where I'd freeze practically stiff and would crawl in with my dad before morning'. TRACKING up the next muraing was u riot too. it never had the glamour and excitement of the original loading because we were oil tile way now anil il was just work. So we'd have a few more I beefs ami usually would get umler way with the children all sulking in their corners and my folks so mad at us they could ring our dear little necks. Ah me. You don't see those camping trips any more. Too many tourist camps and fold uppable stuff. Why 1 can remember once we were going to get started at six in the morning. But wo didn't. We started at six in the evening, the same day. Went clear into San Francisco, a distance of thirty-five miles. Oh, we had all kinds of fun. Tune ’er Out... By JACK TOWNSEND TONUIHI'S BUST BUTS 7:00 p.m.—KliW—First Night er. 7 :S0 p.m.—Kr.N—Yarsit> Show. 0:00 p.m.—KMY—Carefree Car nival. 0:00 p.m.—KOIN—-Vic MeLag len. To lead off tonight's shindigs we have that tough mug of the screen, Victor McLaglen on the Hollywood Hotel program. He will preview his latest picture, "Sea Devils," sounds good. KOIN 9:00. ( 1 Anchors A weigh—Sea Traffic Moving A familiar sight in Pacific coast harbors these days is that of ships moving again. With the end of the strike last week, after nearly 100 days of inactivity, cargo began pouring into holds and lines were cast off as boats of ail descriptions swung out of bustling harbors to distribute needed cargo. t IBlack Menace t T f f By H. RIDEM RAGGED EPISODE THREE i -“The Black Menace” - What lias Gone Before: Tom Masters., Emerald reporter, is attracted into Deady hall one dark stormy night to investigate the presence of a figur inside the building. He is struck down by an unknown assailant, and upon reviving, hours later, finds himself caught in a web of circumstantial evidence and charged by Chief of Police Bargeman with the murder of B. V. I). Brophy, whose stabbed and bleeding body is found in the zoology laboratory with him. Seven o’clock on the evening following the arrest of Tom Masters found Chief Bargeman pacing the floor of his office and threatening to kill the next person to enter. A half dozen chairs along one side of the wall were occupied, Tom on one of them. At broken intervals, a radio in the next room squawked police reports. The chief muttered to himself as he 3trode up and down. “Suspects, cranks, advisors .... beginning to look like a dentist’s office .... plot against the government... red scare . . . Japanese invasion .... homi cidal maniac . . . .” He whipped around. “Tom Masters, are you or are you not a homicidal maniac?” “X—I—don't beleive so,” Tom stammered. Bargeman turned to Dr. Crisslund. “What have you to say to that, Crisslund ?” "If you'd let me attach him to my lie-detector “Bah! Masters, do any of these mugs look like your black mys tery man?” “I didn't get a chance to see his face,” Tom leaned over in his chair and contemplated a rare collection of physiognomies. Besides Criss lund, there were G. M. “Major" Cuddelly, Din Toomas, Sergeant Hervey Smythe, and two very comely women, Honey Lorraine and Steffani Jeevcnson. Toomas rose out of his chair. “Chief Bargeman,” he began, "As a citizen of the United States and a member of the League of Liberty I demand the arrest of this anti - militarist, communist socialist-anarchist-bolshevik, Ma jor Cuddelly.” • “Cuddelly, are you what he just said?” Bargeman followed. “No.” "That is a lie!” Toonias explod ed. "I have first hand informa tion that he is directly affiliated with Moscow and is a disciple o4 Hitler and Mussolini. Besides, lie's a pacifist and has anarchistic lean ings.” "Sounds pretty good," Barge man commented. "U is good, | U write a letter of protest to the editor of the Em erald." Toomas produced pencil and paper and began writing fever ishly. Not to be outdone. Cuddelly wet the end of a pencil and made marks on a scrap of paper. Barge man took a step forward and beamed down on Steffani Jeeven sou. "And now. Miss Jeevenson, what is your mission here?" "I'm waiting for the camera men." she said. Bargemen did not seem to understand, so she added, "Pictures." "Pictures? What pictures?” "I'm going to pose with the pris oner. Surely they will take pic tures?" She was almost pleading The chief regarded the girl skep tically, turned away. "Well, she's pretty, anyway, and has youth on her side," he mut tered. fhore was a long moment of silence disturbed only by squawks and pops from the radio in the ad joining room. Bargeman stood stroking his forehead. “Sergeant Smythe,” he finally addressed a small man in uniform, "you are expecting a promotion in the ROTC ranks since Brophy is gone?” “I didn't kill him," Smythe an swered calmly. “He was stabbed. I would have used a gun.” “Then you would have killed him —with a gun?” “Yes. No. X refuse to answer.” Smiling at his cleverness, Barge man turned again to Tom Masters. "Masters, you work late at the Emerald sometimes, don’t you?” “Yes.” "You have access to the chem istry laboratory on the third floor?” "The door is kept locked.” “No alibis. It that where you got the chloroform to use on Bro phy?” Overcome with the surprise of the question, Tom hesitated for just a second. Honey Lorraine, who up to this time had been silent, squealed. "Tom, tell him . . . you didn't!” “He admits it . . . Let’s hang him!” Toomas chirped. Tom did not answer, but his words were lost in a sudden roar which came from the radio in the adjoining office. Bargeman had moved to turn it off, when it sud denly stopped. A bestial, cackling laugh shuddered in the room, tap ered off into a whisper. Then, a sinister, drawling voice: “Brophy has paid in blood. No less shall you, Din Toomas! On Thursday. February 18, you will not be alive to see the rising sun!” Cackling laughter came louder and louder, ended in a crashing crescendo, then silence. Seconds passed without anyone daring to open his mouth or move from his position. Steffani finally broke the still ness with a giggle. “Isn't he grand? 1 could love a man like that,” she sighed There is a time elapse of one second between this and ihe ue.xt installment of "Black Menace” in Tuesday's Emerald. I IT IS UNLIKELY THAT TOM MASTERS W ILL BE HELD FOR THE MURDER OF BROPHY. WILL HE TRACK THE BLACK MENACE TO HIS LAIR? WILL DIN TOOMAS MEET BROPHY S FATE?) ' Foot Lights By EDGAR C. MOORE TODAY’S ATTRACTIONS HEILIG: “Legion of Terror’’ and “Lawless Land.” McDONALD: “Romeo and Ju liet.” STATE: “Scarface” and “Jus tice of the Range.” REX: “White Legion” MAYFLOWER: “Killer at Large” and “King of the Royal Mounted.” The much-heralded “Romeo and Juliet,” Shakespearean romantic tragedy, will have its first Eugene performance today at the McDon ald theatre. Two shows are sched uled, one at 2:30 and the evening show at 8:30. This production is one of the last directed by the late Irving Thalberg. Norma Shearer and Leslie Howard play the leads. At the first of the year we fell into line with the rest of the boys and picked the ten best motion pictures of 1936. A poll of one hundred persons was made. Appreciation is expressed to all those who so willingly filled out the blanks. They showed a definite tendency toward the higher type of film entertainment. “Mutiny on the Bounty,” star ring Charles Laughton, Clark Gable and Franehot Tone, lead the list by quite a number of votes. The next nine pictures in the order they placed are: “Mr. Deeds Goes to Town,” with Gary Cooper and Jean Ar thur was in the top spot. Ronald Coleman and Elizabeth Allen starred in “Tale of Two Ctities,” next in the poll and was followed by “The Great Ziegfeld,” with William Powell, Myrna Loy and Luise Rainer. "Libeled Lady,” with the same number of votes as the Ziegfeld picture and with Powell, Myrna Loy, Jean Harlow and Spencer Tracy playing the big parts. “An thony Adverse” and "Magnificent Obsession" having a like number of votes. The former starring Frederic March and Olivia de Haviland and the latter with Rob ert Taylor and Irene Dunne. “Midsummer Night's Dream” and “Green Pastures” starring Rex Ingram, also received the TMsDonaQd 9 OPENS SATURDAY —4 DAYS! 9 1 FEMININE FURY UNLEASHED! THE I with GEORGE BRENT BEVERLY ROBERTS Barton MacLane Roscoe Ates Warner-First National Picture IGUESSO’S QUACKS TO DAY’S gripe joins Wedncs day’s Emerald editor ial in tossing ideas of “how I’d run the place’’ to ad ministrators of the new P E plant. More -—— ugni a n u u u i> placing of artistic statues is our demand, though. Every afternoon 25 of this school’s amateur ath letes get left in the dark in the mighty fine new gym. Comes 5:30 and lights are dim med in the playing courts, where donut volleyball games are in pro gress. Games must be played ac cording to schedule and by the time they're finished comes 6:00 and out go nearly all the lights, whether midway in shower or dressing. Result is it takes twice as long to finish whatever you are doing, and so everybody has to wait still longer until chow time or such. Admitted extra lights cost ex tra money. Also admitted every body ought to be out by six. Solution: Rearrangement of eith er schedule or scoring so games are hurried up. Reason for writ ing criticism: Two tries at dark dressing. No go. OADNESS struck the campus ^ yesterday with news of death of Graduate John Gribble in plane crash. Recalled was grit, persist ency, and effort with which he trained and worked in order to get into aviation. Gribble was a music and edu cation major but he wanted to fly. He was a perfect man phys ically, except for some visual deficiency. Doctors told him con tinual focusing tests would re move this deficiency. Night after night he would take time to train and correct his eyes. Finally after a year spent teaching he was admitted to the army air corps training school at Randolph field. Now disaster has ended a potentially brilliant ca reer. T'VUCK TRACKS . . . Went hunt ing sparkling eyes at Wed nesday night’s dime crawl, but mercenary glints made all sparkles only hypocritical stares. Demands for dimes brought dreary disillus ionment. . . . First poetry to the editor, and now a letter to Iguesso comes from the flu-struck infirm aryites. With an eye to the keyhole they report that Pi Phi Mary Jane Wormser’s note to sickboy Kus3 Iseli increased pulse count from 60 to 90 or more . . . Best record heard in some time is a celluloid now on the Side’s blare-box. Name is “I Adore You” and it’s by Shep Fields and his Rippling Rhythm orchestra. Plen ty high do Leader Fields and his boys rate in the east. He has same number of votes in the poll. The “Dream” picture had the greatest collection of stars of any of the year’s productions if I remember correctly. “San Francisco ranked tenth out of almost ninety pictures receiving votes. Clark Gable, Jeanette MacDonald, and Spencer Tracy were in this one. Tracy seems to have made a pretty good come back. It is hard to say exactly just what a poll of this kind proves. As far as entertainment goes, it is fairly well-balanced. An indica tion that the players in the produc tions have a marked effect on the popularity is that fact that Wil liam Powell, Myrna Loy, Spencer Tracy, Clark Gable, Olivia de Havi land, to name a few appeared in more than one of the above films. CURTAIN. (Prc'gion^lf fine raid The Oregon Daily Emerald, official student publication of the University of Oregon, Eugene, published daily during the college year exvept Sundays, Mon days, holidays, examination periods, the fifth day of December to January 4, except January 4 to 12, annd March 6 to March 22, March 22 to March SO. Entered as second-class matter at tr.e postoffice, Eugene, Oregon. Subscrip tion rate. $3.00 a yean BUSINESS STAFF Circulation Manager.Caroline Hand Asst. Jean Farrens Frances Olson.Executive Secretary Copy Service Department Manager ...Venita Brous National Advertising Manager .Patsy Neal ....Assistant: Eleanor Anderson. Collection Manager.Reed Swenson Friday Advertising Manager: Charles Skinner; Assistants: Maxime Glad, boomed ever since leaving coast and the Valoz and Yolando bunch late last winter. His novel rhy thms paced eastern musicians all summer as they echoed from New York’s smart Waldorf-Astoria . . . Good collection of Edith Wharton's short stories is the “World Over’’ on libc rental shelf. “Roman Fev er” tops the offerings, with "Pom engrate Seed’’ the hardest to un derstand why it was written. . . . Pudgier than in star football days, Ralph Terjeson still moved faster, killed balls cleverer than other Kappa Sig brothers in a volleyball game Wednesday. . . . Recalling from memory of other times besides Dime Crawl night or the day after, sparkling eyes belonging to pretty coeds are those of Reva Herns, Helen Labhe, Isabelle Miller. . . . Fem inine nominees for superior mas culinity are Leland Terry, Freed Bales, Chick Hardisty ... Quack, thirty, quack. Jean Elizabeth Luckel, ex '36, was married to John G. Donnell in Portland, January 3. The couple will live in Los Angeles. 'cramming's l GOT ME DOWN,/ .BIG80Y-, ,/ YOU GOTTA LEARN MOW TO STUDY, U GET YOUR PIPE,RELAX WITH A LOAD OF EDGEWORTH JR./ ! r.a¥iyi I SAY, THATS ONE SMOOTH SMOKE! YOU BET! THAT'S WHY IT'S CALLED THE COLLEGE MAN'S SMOKE!* , -da**" s. 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