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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.
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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.
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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
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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.
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York’s smart Waldorf-Astoria . . .
Good collection of Edith Wharton's
short stories is the “World Over’’
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derstand why it was written. . . .
Pudgier than in star football
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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
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Bales, Chick Hardisty ... Quack,
thirty, quack.
Jean Elizabeth Luckel, ex '36,
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