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    Oreghn W Emerald
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'By Courtesy of Oregon Mothers’
HIS week while the Emerald’s columns were full of news
of Dads’ Day and plans for Dads’ Day, the Oregon
Mothers came forth with a little announcement of their own
—an announcement which will undoubtedly prove very im
portant to three Freshman next year.
The announcement was that this organization will again
offer three cash scholarships to entering freshmen. The
scholarships will be for $200, $150, and $150. As such they
will be very substantial contributions towards covering the
fees and expenses of three deserving first year students.
This program of the Mothers in offering scholarships to
outstanding and needy freshmen students is one of the most
worthwhile contributions to education here at Oregon. The
list of students who have received Mothers’ scholarships
and have gone on to become Phi Beta Kappas, student lead
ers, or other outstanding officers, is impressive. Very often
these students were kept in school by the scholarships.
'T'HE RESULT of such a program as the scholarship dona
A nations of the Mothers is often intangible. It is difficult for
those “out of the know” to realize how much is being, and
has been, accomplished by these gifts to students. No mon
ument is erected at graduation listing all those whose diplo
mas are made possible by tin; Mothers. Perhaps each sueli
diploma should carry a little line “By Courtesy of the Oregon
Mothers.”
As a rule the Mothers have been contented with a small
space in the commencement program acknowledging the gifts
and with such small bits of recognition as the story in yester
day’s Emerald. They haven’t asked for anything more and
probably never will.
It, must be some satisfaction, however, to watch the stu
dents who have come to Oregon by way of Mothers’ scholar
ships go on and emerge as Phi Beta Kappas, student leaders,
or other officers. It must be some satisfaction to know that
the funds contributed are going into someone’s education.
Another Queen?
T^^ELL, Oregon is off on its merry-go-round again.
Before undergraduates could scarcely get the ink dry
on their registration cheeks, some enterprising soul launched
a contest for selection of a “Valentine girl” . . . and all the
campus pushed forth the prize queens.
Yesterday morning’s Emerald announces that the fall term
contest to select a typical “Betty Coed” and “Joe College”
is off to another booming start, and ere the Soph Informal
becomes a reality, we'll have a couple of more of these col
legiate “ideals” on our hands.
Exactly two weeks after these two second-year students
resume their places as average Americans, another male will
get his taste of glory as Oregon chooses with all the flourish
of a pitched battle its 1941 “King of Hearts.”
* * *
OUT of course the real “queen” of the term is the Little
Colonel, elected late in February for the Military Ball
. . . and running a (dose second her two majors and two cap
tains. Nothing (except of course Junior Weekend queen in
May) can approach the tense excitement that goes with sel
ecting Oregon’s coed colonel . . . swishy formats, dashing uni
forms, and a patriotic theme.
Now that 's a pretty good beginning for the shortest term
in the year; and what’s more, there's plenty of time to slip
in another contest or two.
What seems to us its greatest evil would be the gray hairs
that sorority politicians must get staying awake nights try
ing to budget their “queens’ throughout the year, so they’ll
have enough to go around for each contest.
Short Wave’s War of Words
Ak LMOST everyone lias heard of tin* “ War of Words Kew,
particularly out here on the Pacific Coast, have realized
its nearness to their daily lives. They think of it as a remote
thing for intellectuals and Latropcun propagandists.
They do not know—or do not cure to know—that power
ful short wave broadcast mg stations, located in Berlin, Lon
don, Rome, Paris, Moscow, and Tokyo are blasting their wav
through to the Pacific Coast with the volume of loeal stations.
It is no feat not e'en difficult — to tunc any of these foreign
short wave broadcasters
'T'll K Kid n»] i of propaganda reaching this country by way
of IUese short wave stations is enormous. Most of the sta
lions located in the capitals just named are on the air -1 hours
a day with the latest concoctions of fertile minds of highly
paid propagandist
All any listener with a modern all-wave radio set need
do is twist the band switch over to short wave and pick up
atcouuts of the latest scrimmage iu the “ " ar i f W-. T
Walter Millis Believes US Safety
Deoends Upon'All Aid to Britian’
(Special to tlic Oregon Daily Emerald from
the Brown Daily Herald)
By Walter Millis
JN the year 1935 I published a book, “Road
to War”,” which described in severely
critical terms the whole process whereby the
United States went down into the first World
War. 1 have since seen this hook more than
once referred to as “the isolationists’ bible.”
I don’t know how many times I have heard
the isolationist spokesmen exclaiming, as Sen
ator Wheeler did the other day, that present
administration policies are simply “running
down the road to war.” I don’t know how
many times in the past year or so 1 have been
asked how, as the author of “Road to War,”
1 can support these policies of active opposi
tion to the dictators, of all aid to Britain, of
a bold attitude upon the world stage, as earn
estly as I do.
Yet it seems to me that no argument is more
irrelevant, and that no question could be eas
ier to answer.
# * #
J NEED only call the Calendar in evidence;
1941 is not 1914, nor even 1915 nor 1916.
This is not the same year. The problems which
it presents to the United States are different
and deeper problems; and the policies ruling
today in Washington are not the same—-des
pite similarities of appearance—as those with
which Wilson and House once fumbled their
way through the early months of the war of
1914.
The enormous processes of political and so
cial disintegration put in motion by that war,
and which might conceivably have been ar
rested in their early stages had'the American
people followed a wiser course, have run on
instead through a whole quarter of a century,
producing at least a situation to which reme
dies which might have been appropriate in
1915 or 1916 are now wholly inadequate and
indeed completely inapplicable.
Few of those who criticize the American
entry into the war in 1917 have ever suggest
ed that, once in, we should have halted the
war effort and backed out again before it was
won. We may or may not have been unwise
in what we did in .1917 but we could not undo
it in 1918; we could not undo it (though we
tried disastrously to do so) in 1920 or in the
subsequent decades. And we cannot now un
do the history of those decades by imagining
ourselves back in a time which they have des
troyed. * *.
JT IIAS always seemed fo me that the best
outcome for the first World War would
have been the “peace without victory” which
President, Wilson sought to secure in 191b;
it has always seemed to me that the most trag
ic aspect of thi' whole episode was the manner
in which the United States disqualified it
self, in the early war years, for working to
such an end.
But after 191(1, and especially after the
American declaration of war, such an outcome
was no longer possible. It would have been
patently idle to work for it in 1918; and in
the same way it seems idle to me, now to sup
pose that in the far more desperate times of
1941, we can fall back upon any given solu
tions simply because they might conceivably
have worked a quarter of a century ago. In
solving tin1 problem of the present, wc can
learn certain things from what I believe to
be the blunders of the past.
We can learn not to be misled by the merc
lv trivial or accidental or ialsely emotional.
We can learn to avoid errors of method as
indeed we have learned, in refusing again to
set such a trap for ourselves as W ilson s sub
marine policy, which put the peace of the
United States at the mercy of the strategic
calculations of the Herman High Command.
But whatever the past may teach us, it is
still the problem of the present which must
be solved.
"jpuis is all that matters; ami though in the
debate over it both sides often cite
the last war, the debate itself has really very
little to do with the last war. Sooner or later
-and generally sooner rather than later—■
this debate boils down to the two positions
about this war between which there is no
rational reconciliation.
War of any sort, says the one side, is so
colossal an evil that it would be worse than
anything which could happen to the American
people m the eveut of a Hitler victory. V
Hitler victory, says the other side, would he.
so colossal an evil that it would be worse than
anything in the way of war which would bo
likely to happen to m if we exerted ourselves
now to prevent that victory.
Between these two views there can he no
scientific or rational decision; neither the
evils of any war in which we might in fact
become involved nor the evils of a Hitler vic
tory arc exactly measurable; they are not
even exactly forseeable.
A
T i'iiL bottom, uo doubt it is an emotional
faction. and perhaps both sides tend
to clothe their instinctive attitudes in pseudo
logic. The one side, I am certain, exaggerates
the ability of the United States to defend it
self alone in a totalitarian world; it indulges
in fantastic hopes of negotiated peace ; it hides
its head in contemplation of the crimes of the
British, or the failings of democracy, both
of which are completely irrelevant to the fact
that the British, however criminal, are in fact
fighting for the reconstruction of the kind of
world we have known and that democracy,
however faulty, is still preferable to the total
itarian rule of force and fraud. Of this I am
certain.
Perhaps the other side, which seems' to me
on incomparably firmer ground, also but
tresses its position with wishful thinking.
Perhaps it minimizes the risks we run by act
ing now to hold the line while it is still be
ing defended for us in Europe; perhaps it ex
aggerates the horrors of government by cas
tor-oil and the concentration camp; perhaps
it places too high a value on the liberal-demo
cratic system in which all of us have been
bred and brought up and has too vivid a fear
that if the war is lost in Europe that system
will inevitably be destroyed in this country,
with or without a military attack upon it.
Perhaps. 1 do not think so; but I do not
know.
* * #
J DO NOT know what the future is going to
look like. I do not believe that any course
of action which men may take today can guar
antee them happiness, or comfort, or indeed
guarantee them anything, tomorrow. But
as between these two views, it seems to me
that the second is immeasurably the more
appealing. It seems to me that the actual,
practical risks it involves—in the expenditure
of life and property—are relatively small;
the actual gain it promises—in the averting
of a vastly greater expenditure of life later
on, in averting the establishment in this coun
try of a reign of atavistic barbarism, whether
imposed from without or encouraged from
within—are relatively immense.
The second view, it seems to me, promises
tln> maintenance of more of those things we
regard as worthwhile, at less actual cost in
blood, disorganization, and despair than the
first. This is the practical calculation. It
may be wrong. No one can say. But there is
a further consideration.
'JMIE SUN of (he pro-lf) 14 world, and its
long, pro-1939 twilight, have vanished
forever. That much is decided already. The
real issue of the present war is not whether
the past is to be preserved—it cannot now be
revived—but who is to construct the future.
Our practical calculations of costs and gains
may be wrong. What is a certainty is that
whoever wins the war now joined will be
charged with building the future world.
I would like my country, my kind of ideas,
the society of which I am a member and in
which I feel there to be much greater creative
forces than can be found in the barren and
backward dictatorships, to share in that work.
Even if the costs are greater than 1 believe
them likely to be and the rewards less satis
fying. 1 would still prefer that the people of
the United States should grasp that chanco
to control their own destiny than they should
resign it 1o others. Even if the chance should
be as badly misused again as it was before,
1 would still rather that, wc had seized the
chance than that we had abandoned it to a
liitler or Mussolini.
We cannot fight for happiness or for per
fection, for those are unreal qualities. But
if, at such a. decisive juncture in world his
tory as this one, we have as a society the en
ergy, cohesion and self-confidence to fight
for a chance of shaping the future of the
world, then l believe we are likely to approach
much nearer to happiness and perfection than
if we announce that our role in the world is
over, and sit back to allow other forces and
other philosophies to determine our destiny
for us.
This Collegiate World
(Bv Associated Collegiate Press)
The player’s chance of . being dealt a
straight flush in a poker game is only one in
(>1.071 times (if the deck ain't stacked).
And the chance of getting 13 spades in one
hand of bridge is but one in 700 trillion times,
however many that is.
So figures an Eastern New Mexico college
Ph. 1*. professor in mathematics, following a
Dartmouth professor's use in his class of
chances in a epap-shooting question.
lutrigued hy the utilisation of homely hap
pollings in higher mathematies. the ENMt
professor fascinated his students with prob
lems dealing with bridge, poker, and slot
machines, with the slot machines for once
coining out at the losing end.
l'or students found that the slot machine
offers a sure chauce to lose money.
The
Passing
Parade
By HUMBERT SEESALL,
The sale of eggs must have
increased tremendously last
week with all of the Greek
frosh collecting co-ed signatures
—and just to prove they were
n’t so green—the boys were
getting the phone numbers, too.
We hear Bud McDowell was
the life of the barn-storming
fidelt pledges Sunday — gath
ered more lipstick per mile
than any other two initiates.
The six qualities necessary
for popularity on the campus
as taken in a recent poll (???)
of the girls' auxiliary shows the
following:
1. He must have a car.
2. Must possess a good per
sonality.
3. Have a car.
4. Be good looking.
5. Have a car.
6. Be a good dancer.
and—oh yes, items 2, 4, and
6 may be omitted if he happens
to have a car.
And then there was the ru
mor that the KKG pledge, Dot
tie Clear’s Senior ball escort
had a little talk with a little
man with a little bright badge
with a little star on it—her es
cort was a Salem lad and the
cop—I don't know what his
name was.
Carolyn Chapman, that strik
ing Theta pjledge, brushed off a
movie contract just to come to
Oregon—whatta gal!
The seven would-be valentine
girls that blossomed forth from
the large entry list can all go
out with Humbert anytime they
want to —- in their pictures,
Dorothy Havens looked beauti
ful — too beautiful for the ideal
campus coed, though —- Emma
Verdumen looked just like an
angel — Jean Hoover, looked—
well, it can’t be put adequately
in words — but we’ll say
queenly — Carolyn was Holly
wood all over again — Jean
Morrison resembled a profes
sional model with a lotta uumph
. . . Edie Bush reminded one of
a Coca Cola ad — really tops,
and plenty collegiate — Elean
or Sederstrom looked like Betty
Co-ed all right — with a beau
tiful smile . . . Congrats to
some square, tasteful judges for
a change.
Sigma Nu Cliff Sexsmith has
had a puzzled look on his face
all week — he’s wondering what
the h.- one of his tong's
pledge pins was doing on a
coed he happened across on the
campus a coupla days ago . . .
Pi Phi Phyllis “Dube wit da
bangs” doesn’t have either the
bangs or Lou Torgeson’s oven
door animore . . . Speaking of
pifis, I see where Hope Hughes,
walking proof of the fact that
an independent girl can go plac
es on this campus in activities,
bolts the independents and
pledges the arrow-laden house.
Today's short, short, short
story . . . Ex-Alpha Chi Alice
Lyle and the daddy of the fidelt
house, Romney DePittard, got
house, Romey Depittard, got
engaged quite a while ago.
There was some mixup over in
vitations to his relatives.
So Alice gets so mad that Rom
ney, is very soon made an ex-fi
ance, and the very next week—
Miss Lyle goes to the altar with
someone else, and is happily
married . . . end of story.
A Sigma Chi pin becomes im
planted as Betty Me Niece re
gains her sovereignty, and I^n
Surles regains his white cross
. . . but Blondie Back supplants
that by going into the stocks
yesterday for fShirley Gillette.
Betcha that certain DU would
burn until crisp if he ever came
face to face with the Tri-Delts
after a ’’one way” conversation
he had—by one way—is meant
that he didn't THINK anyone
else was on the line--next time
he shouldn't pick the gals to
pieces while waiting for one
of them to come to the phone.
Oregon ^Emerald
.Night Staff:
Herb Fenny, night editor
Bob I'razier, assistant editor
Grace Babbitt
Marjorie Major
Lois Fir-her
Art Spriek
Ray Schriek
Copy I>esU Staff:
Tommy Wright, city editor
Bill Hilton
Rylla Hattan
Joanne Nichols
Tex Goodwin
Betty Jins Biggs
International Side Show
By RIDGELY CUMMINGS
A little over a year ago, on
December 2, 1939 to be precise,
President Roosevelt declared a
“moral embargo” against na
tions whose airplanes were
bombing civilian populations.
Roosevelt told American air
plane manufacturers that they
should keep in mind that this
government and its people con
demn unprovoked bombing and
machine-gunning of civilian
populations.
At that time Russian planes
were dropping bombs on Hel
sinki, capital of Finland and
practically all shipments of air
craft were stopped between the
U.S. and Russia. The moral em
bargo also applied to Germany,
Japan, and a little later to Italy.
Last night the state depart
ment advised Russia that the
embargo was lifted.
Ho Reasons
No reasons were given, but
the state department made pub
lic a letter from Sumner Welles,
undersecretary of state, to Con
stantine Oumansky, Soviet am
bassador, in which Welles said
he was “happy” to report that
the president's policies were no
longer applicable to Russia.
The event coincides with two
significant events. Japan,
through her mouthpiece, For
eign Minister Matsuoka, had
just called the Japanese Diet's
attention to danger of war with
the U.S. and emphasized Japan’s
unit with Germany and Italy. If
the U.S. should get into this
European mess (heaven forbid!)
then it would be to our interest
to have Russia gnawing at the
Japanese flank. A fleet of Amer
ican planes based on Vladivos
tok could do a lot of damage to
Tokyo, Kobe, and Yokohama.
That's number one. Number
two is the Balkan situation. In
Rumania rival factions are riot
ing again, killing each other in
the streets.
Germany May Move in
Premier General Ion Anton
escu has fixed a 24-hour dead
line for the reestablishment of
order. But the general is on
shaky ground and it is possible
the Germans will move in and
take charge politically . . . they
have already occupied me coun
try militarily.
Now Rumania borders on
Bulgaria, and rumor has it that
the onibj thing that has kept
the Nazis from occupying that
little Balkan nation is Russia.
It is only a rumor, but there
seems to be some basis for it,
for only last night the Soviet
press referred to the “spread
ing flames of the second impe
rialist war" and boasted that
the USSR is “the bulwark of
the small, weak nations who
alone cannot secure their inde
ence.’’
Another Reason
If Bulgaria is not a “small,
weak nation” I don’t know what
is. If the state department,
which is apparently fighting
Britain’s war, thinks Russia will
bar Germany’s penetration into
the Balkans, then that is an
other reason why they should
remove the Indian sign from the
Soviets and lift the embargo on
planes.
It's all a very complicated
game and I’d like to see the
United States keep out of it. So
would Joe Kennedy, apparently,
for yesterday he announced his
opposition to the lend-lease bill
in its present form, although he
did favor all-out aid to Britain.
War Wags on
Elsewhere the war wags on,
with the Greeks reporting suc
cesses in Albania and the Brit
ish making gains in Africa; but
all Europe seems to be holding
its breath, waiting to sec whe
ther America is going to give
Roosevelt dictatorial powers.
According to United Press
Roosevelt got facetious yester
day about the provision in the
bill that allows him to give
away the American navy. He
said there was nothing in the
bill to prevent him from stand
ing on his head but he didn’t
intend to do it, and would op
pose an amendment that for
bade it.
That strikes me as misplaced
humor. He can stand on his
head without damaging any
thing but his dignity, but giv
ing away the fleet is another
matter. Or don’t you think so?
so be it...
By BILL FKNDALL
KAP SIG'S PAT RILEY and
company is about as mixed up
as eggs thrown into a fan . . .
the “and company" includes
among lesser fry, CAROLYN
HOLMES, of last spring and
this fall’s following, and now,
MILODENE GOSS, a sorority
siter of HOLMES’ . . .
because of the social stigma
peculiar to social sorority for
young women such as ALPHA
CHI OMEGA concerning a fella
going with first one sister then
another, PAT is about as de
pressed as the lights at a fra
ternity dance. . . .
then at the recent dessert ex
change between KS and ACO
CAROLYN offered to introduce
PAT to MILODENE. . . .
but PAT, who moves in the
best of triangles, should be get
ting a set of answers ready for
such emergencies for he was in
a like three-way tieup in the
THETA house once. . .
the real yawn is that PAT
is now worrying about which of
the two dates he has made to
his house dance he is going to
take . . . ho-hum. . . .
secretly slipped out of the
KAPPA SIGMA mail by a mem
ber one morning last week was
a letter addressed in a feminine
hand ... the return address in
cluded Portland . .. the envelope
read: (quotes arc the addres
see's)
“The Man With a New Pack
ard"
Kappa Sigma
Eugene, Oregon.
“SPEACH Department” is
the spelling used in the return
address on a batch of letters
recently mailed from the ITNI
\ ERS1TY SPEECH Depatt
ment to high school principals
throughout the state. . . .
a GREEK on the campus
whose pin is on a CAL coed
mails her blank postcards reg
ularly just to let her know he
is thinking of her! . .
campus quips . . , T R Y
CELT'S -JEAN MORRISON
who 13 allergic to STEPHEN
FOSTERS •'JEANN1E WITH
THE LIGHT BROWN HAIR”
fcTGiiANUF.E'S '
. ELDER say mg- ' prun in the
SIDE annex to a little brunette
last Saturday night . . . four
EMERALD writers got the
same idea the other night con
cerning the five w’s — who,
where, when, why, what—as
JO ANN SUPPLE of THETA
way walked in . . . so be it. . .
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to
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