Oregon W Emerald
The Oregon Daily Emerald, published daily during the college year except Sundays,
Mondays, holidays, and final examination periods by the Associated Students, University
of Oregon. Subscription rates: $1.25 per term and $3.00 per year. Entered as second
:lass matter at the postffice, Eugene, Oregon.
HELEN ANGELL, Editor FRED MAY, Business Manager
Associate Editors: Betty Jane Biggs, Hal Olney
Ray Schrick, Managing Editor
Bob Frazier, News Editor
Jim Thayer, Advertising Manager
Warren Roper, National Advertising Manager
Editorial board: Buck Buchwach, Hal Olney, Betty Jane Biggs, Ray Schrick, Jonathan
Kahananui; Professor George Turnbull, adviser.
UPPER NEWS STAFF
Jonathan Kahnnanui, Lee rlatberg,
Co-Sports Editors
Corrine Nelson, Mildred Wilson,
Co-Women’s Editors
Hem renny, r>ni muon, Assistant
Managing Editors
Joanne Nichols, Assistant News Editor
Mary Wolf, Exchange Editor
UPPER BUSINESS STAFF
Helen Rayburn, Layout Manager
Dave Holmes, Circulation Manager
Maryellen Smith, Special Issue Manager
Alvera Maeder, Leota Whitelock,
Classified Managers
Jean Gallo, Office Manager
Peggy Magill, Promotional Director
Editorial and Business Offices located on ground floor of Journalism building. Phones
3300 Extension: 382 Editor; 363 News Office ; 369 Sports Office; and 364 Business Office.
A Junior Fourth Estate
JN a year in which news and its treatment is one of the most
vital factors in the lives of more than a hundred million
Americans, education of a younger generation of the “fourth
estate” takes on added importance.
For it is generally conceded that a free press is based on a
constant vigilance against encroachment by censorship and
pressure groups. It is the coming generation of newspaper
men who will have to carry on the fight—and it will be a very
realistic fight—-to maintain the integrity of the constitutional
right to express ideas freely.
* * *
'T'HE 1942 high school press conference assumes special sig
nificance this year, for it is a refreshing reminder that
there is to be another generation of thinking men and women
in the journalistic field. There are more than 150 potential
writers, editors, and reporters on the campus today and to
morrow for the seventeenth annual conference of Oregon high
school editors and business managers.
The row of the newspaperman will not be an easy one to
hoe in the next decade. But the interested attitude, the inquir
ing minds, the alert approach to the problem of a free press
exhibited by today’s University of Oregon guests indicates
that America’s journalistic future is in good hands.
Ducks Make Crime Pay
EAR Sir:
My money is in the upper right hand bureau drawer.
Yours truly,
The Average Student
# # #
T^ITII such an unwritten midnight message, Oregon stu
dents “hide” their wallets and watches on the dressers,
put out their lights, and hit the sleeping porch. Comes 8
o’clock’s—coke and board bill money is gone.
If Superman were a member of the student body, maybe the
mystery of “Sorority Row” robberies could be solved. But
very human Eugene law officials are faced with the problem
of stationing a prowl car in front of every one of the 40-odd
living organizations and questioning every student who ap
proaches the doorstep after women's curfew.
The job is similar to asking every fellow who starts up a
car to show his ownership license.
« * #
"C'RONT doors wide open—there’s no need for a welcome mat,
city police complain.
Students know this “latch out” policy of their house and
should be exceedingly cautious of their valuables. Along with
their pledge lessons, freshmen should be warned of the danger
of unguarded property and should he impressed with the
responsibility of taking care of it.
The wave of robbery over campus living organizations is
nothing new—practically a yearly event—and there is nothing
peculiar about this one. The thief—or thieves—take cash and
the few trinkets that are difficult to trace. No skill is wasted—
any sneak thief could do the job. The theory behind it seems
to be wait until the lights are off, enter through the fratern
ities’ front door or the sororities’ basement window and make
yourself at home.
# # «
r¥"'llE police are entirely out of sympathy with students on
the losing end. Temptation of greenbacks in open drawers,
jewelry boxes’ contents strewn across the dresser add up to
an engraved invitation in tomorrow's loss.
The police are anxious to do their job but they can only
“help those who’-help themselves.”—B.J.B.
White Lies
By WHITELY
Mr. Harmon has been on an ex
tended vacation, and all the
swains who have planted their
hardware are griped, coz only an
intimate few know it. (Less than
twenty-five hundred).
ATO Norm Weiner put his Mal
tese cross on Mary Bentley, Kap
pa, last weekend at Portland. The
ensuing party at Edwards was a
tremendous success. Now that
the Kappa “Home Guard” has
been legally bolstered, a meeting
was held to decide as to whom
was going to be called Norm. One
candidate was Norm Foster . . .
the other Weiner. “Normie” Wein
er lost.
Johnny Meade, Sigmanoo, and
Betty Kincaid had a long talk,
and the result was that Miss Kin
caid has John’s pin. It’s a plenty
OK deal. The crying towel was
used in abundance when the news
was broken . . . two fidejts, a
beta, a sae, and three sigma chis
wanted to commit hari-kari.
Dick Igle, Beta all-star intra
mural man, pom-pom waver and
campus politico, put his oven door
on Phyliss Collier, Kappa pledge.
His brothers trundled Dick up
in a blanket and deposited him
in the Kappa front room, in his
nightie. Frankly, he had a bad
time there for awhile. The only
thing that could have made the
celebration complete, was to
throw Dick Rathbun in the Kappa
house, too, and let the both of
them argue it out.
The mail has been pouring in
by the hundreds, of letters, but
by far the best letter was re
ceived today . . . Quote:
Petition 54-40 or fight.
Due to Hitler’s speech at John
son hall on October 22, 1941 ,we
the following signers, have
formed "The Cooperation Girls”
for the “cause.” Signed: Jean
Marshall, Laura Jane Rhoadds,
Carol Pageler, Mimi O’Donnell,
Bea Shum, Betty Liest, Pat
Chalmers, and Johnny Melvin . . .
Thanks, gals ... I have decid
ed to forego the usual Board of
Directors meeting and have de
cided to handle the matter per
sonally . . .
Some of the big gun sopho
mores are having one heck of a
time when it comes to the beard
growing contest for the Soph
Whiskerino. Many a contestant
has even skipped class to remain
in front of a mirror and ferret
out his whiskers. From the looks
of things, they’re going to have
to dunk the whole class in front
of the Side.
Mr. Morris Beers, aspirant to
the law. school, gets in dutch all
the time. Professor Hollis asked
him a question. After hemming
and hawing, and getting obviously
confused more and more, he
blurted out with ... "I ... I
guess that I'm a little dumb.”
Professor Hollis shot back with
his slow drawl, “You might have
something there.” A short recess
followed.
The Law School Whiskerino is
rapidly progressing. They’re not
only going through with it, but
are really planning a bust. Jack
Wagstaff, "that grand old man”
has imported a Powers model
from Portland. Jack Boone has
a girl, "whom her beauty dazzles
him” that will walk off with the
prize hands down, if she doesn’t
shave. Trapper Veatch can’t get
a date, and Carl Little’s Betty
Rathbun, has fudged on the girls,
sprouting a magnificent “mut
toncliops” type. Dean Morse is
flying back from Chicago with
the grand prize for the contest,
which is a carton of Burma
Shave. Later developments will
follow.
Pete Barnett, Delt, really has
the brothers in a dither. It seems
(Continued from page seven)
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QoluHuUit 2u&u&i
What Is a 'Foreign War’?
By WILLIAM E. HAIGHT
“In this hour when our actions
grow madder while the emer
gency confronting us grows
smaller, we owe it to ourselves
to speak plainly.” Gerald P. Nye,
United States senator from North
Dakota.
Plain speech: Rayville, Charles
Pratt, Robin Moor, Sessa, Steel
Seafarer, Montana, Pink Star, I.
C. White, Lehigh, Bold Venture,
American owned vessels sunk.
Kearney, Greer, American de
stroyers fired on.
Trivia from the academic in
tellect: “The war tradition, how
ever, cannot be regarded as a
single casual factor. The tradi
tion itself is a complex biological,
psychological, economic, political,
ethical, and philosophical factors
and is symptomatic of the fact
that Europeans have not yet suc
ceeded in solving fundamental
problems inherent in their civili
zations.” Herbert L. Searles.
Tchk—those naughty continent
als.
“Foreign War?”
“While I am talking to you
fathers and mothers, I give you
one more assurance—(your) boys
are not going to be sent into any
foreign wars.” Franklin Delano
Roosevelt.
Dear Mr. President: Backed by
the humble belief “freedom is the
right to be wrong” may I tim
orously suggest you mean that
congress will declare war and
then our boys won’t have to go
into foreign wars because the
war then becomes our own native
war?
Between Bites
Remembered bits of history
while munching an apple.
“It cannot be to our interest
that all Europe should be re
duced to a single monarchy.”
Thomas Jefferson commenting on
the epileptic Napoleon’s aggres
sions.
“Oppressed nations have a
right to be free, and we have a
right to aid them.” By then I was
at the core of the apple.
Oddity in the day’s news: Bos
ton, the city of ultra-conserva
tism will find, beginning next
Tuesday all aid to Russia cargoes
being moved through her port.
The social revolution marches on
from tea to vodka.
Query: Why the cold-shoulder
act by the Iceland government?
Pendulum staff: Evan W.
Thomas, 21-year-old son of Nor
man Thomas, with his father’s
backing enlists in the American
field service, under British juris
diction in the far east.
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By MARY WOLF
I sent my boy to college
With a pat upon his back;
I spent a hundred dollars
And got a quarterback.
—The Huskian.
* * *
The fellow who says, “I don’t
see why you’re worrying about
that religion exam. You’re a
Catholic, aren’t you?”
Varsity News.
* $ H*
—Who snatched the red wig
off the fellow in the middle of
th balcony in Royce hall in the
Hi-Jinx Thursday night:
The wig isn’t mine, girls, and
the Western Costume company is
charging me $2 a night until I
take it back. If I don’t get ifT"
back, they are going to sting me
for $65! We all had lots of fun,
but let’s not carry it to the point
of tragedy. Can you call me or
drop me a card if you know any
thing about it? Thanks a lot.
Despondent.
—Daily Bruin.
* * *
Fall is here, the grass is brown
London bridge is falling down
Darn that Hitler.
—Varsity News.
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