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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 30, 1941)
Oregon 2S& 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, Mannjjinj? 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. The State Board Acts... rJ''UU state board of higher education’s courageous approach to consideration of granting science degrees from the Uni versity of Oregon is an outstanding example of progressive handling of higher educational ^problems. it removes from the state of Oregon the stigma of having the only known University without the right to grant degrees in science. For to the University of Oregon, the board’s deci sion will give back the right to carry on the normal duties of a liberal arts school, as defined in all modern educational systems. The decision is not a matter of victory or defeat. It is the logical outcome of an experiment of the state board with the colleges and universities under its control. The 1932 unified system plan by which duplication of majors between the State College and the University was removed, was an experimental idea. A nine-year test showed that, in at least one part, the setup actually hindered educational growth in the state. The Tuesday action takes nothing away from any other institution, and does not even create a school of science here. The science studies will be absorbed by the college of liberal aids. Oregon today stands on four legs once again, is grateful for its returned academic maturity and its right to call itself a true university. Pogotonomy—A Lost Art... JE by chance you are wondering what the funny dark matter is covering the faces of the sophomores, and there is good reason why you should, that, our puzzled reader, is a beard. Ye need not laugh at the attempts of the second-year man, for verily there are crops of whiskers already discernible, and this after only two weeks, mind you. At first there was no noticeable change, and after abstaining from running the elec tric razor across the fuzz for a few days professors complained only that the males were not washing their faces as often or as thoroughly, but attributed this fact, more or less, to priorities affecting the soap industry. # * # JLJOWEVER, now the entire male portion of the sophomore class boasts of something resembling more than peach fuzz; and the youthful coeds are beginning 1o rub their soft white checks after a casual brush at 10:1"). However the shaving lotion companies are still struggling along without the sophomore trade, and the razor blade com panies manage to continue their existence, and everything will be over in just a bit. with some of the sophomores sure to gain a new lease on life after watching their manliness sprouting into being. As yet. however, none have imitated the Hitler upper lip covering, an oversight which Adolph will not soon overlook, you may bo sure.—B.B. Do You Belong. JLJOW many fraternities are there on the campus? That's what a clear-eyed freshman asked last week, and the answer he received aroused our curiosity. There are not “about twenty." There are not even ten. You see. a fraternity is not a great big house, nicely painted and exquisitely furnished. It is not the whacking of freshmen across the pants for not dusting the window sill. It is not tlit“ waking of the upper-classmen at certain minutes in the morning. It is not the singing of the chapter song before you choke down your food. It is not the dating of only the best house.7 It is not the back-slapping desserts. It is not tin' millracing of the kid who got four letters in one day. It is not the {tin and the jewels and the shallow prestige. # # * a fraternity is an organization of good fellows . . . who treat ALL coeds like ladies . . . who snub no one . . . who try to help the freshmen past their first year instead of browbeating them into submission . . . who respect other houses and are prouder still of their own . . . who do not use rotten polities as the one and only means of getting their share of he gravy, whether they have anybody who deserves th,;\t gravy or not. The real fraternitv is the finest tvpe of organization for a universitv. - A 4 * ^ aoy^.Q 8 o* C ~~*t That’s vhv we sav there are few. very few, fraternities on the I’niversity of Oregon campus.—B.B. At £eco*td (fiance By TED HARMON 'J Since this is a week of mid terms, and most Webfoots gargle over morning coffee to take one last look at the minute lecture notes, we reached just a little deeper into our brown alligator suitcase to bring some light, hu morous incidents to your atten tion. You know, something that you can read word for word and still riot know anything, or even be amused by it. Like a sophomore who checked a book out of the open-shelf re serve for two minutes Monday. No sooner had the librarian hand ed him the book and the card, he dropped the volume back into the return-chute. Asked as to why he even took the book out, he re plied, “Well, the prof said that he was going to check through the books to see who was read ing them, and I want to be on the list.” And then there is the bashful AOPi, a pledge, who had a date for last Saturday night. Asked by her escort where she’d like to go, she was puzzled for a minute. “Let’s go to Hendricks park,” she said, forgetting that another park (Willamette) was where most Webfoots danced. Two seniors met in the stacks of the library. Said one, “what year is this for you?” “The fifth!” was the answer. “Taking your master’s?” came another ques tion. This answer shot back: “No, just my time.” Then there was the certain so rority pledge who had received her first campus flowers. “My, what a lovely corsage!” a mem ber prompted as she unwrapped it. The pledge, now enraged, shouted back, “I’ll have you know that my figure is natural!” The law student was in the Side and had embarked on the usual Sunday dinner. As time for dessert rolled around, the wait ress waddled up to him asking, “Will you have a piece of pie?” “Is it customary?” he asked. “No!” came the answer. “It’s huckleberry.” The same waitress asked another law student what he wanted to drink. “Coffee, I guess,” came the reply. “Sugar?” she asked. “I didn't think you’d care,” he said. Then it came: “I don’t!” Two Alpha Chis ran into each other on the quad in front of the art museum. Said one: “Where's Betty?” “I don't know; she went to the library,” was the indefin ite answer. Which all goes to show that there’s a certain amount of hu mor in everything, if one just cares to look for it. You know, something that you can hear and still not know anything more, or even laugh. GOSSIPATTER: That Alpha Phi Connie Walbridge is the cause of a three-way woo be tween Fijis Bill “Baldy" McKev itt and Johnny Schaeffers and ATO Bud Vandeneynde . . . that* in this' corner we have Delt George Drach and Gamma Phi Ellie Engdahl looking at each other . . . Hank Camp, Phi Psi, recently pinned Kappa Carol Holbart . . . alone together a lot are Theta Janice Gifford and Bob Berghan . . . that the riot two nights ago in front of the library, and finally ending up along the banks of the mill race really wasn’t as serious as most think. Just an annual custom, the Sig ma Nu and Kappa Sig freshmen merely try to throw' each other in the race. However, it outgrew its original proportions when they started to call up other frater nity freshmen with a threat to throw them in, too. The result was evident, but wet . . . that (Please turn to page three) • • • /U <Jle Seel 9t Hitler Needs a 'Haymaker By DON TREADGOLD In reply to criticism from the house a few days ago, Anthony Eden declared that war “is a long-term business which will not be settled by any sudden, brilliant improvization. Our first reaction to that is that for France and many other nations, war was an extremely short term business, settled once for all by a “sudden, brilliant improviza tion.” Time’s editors wrote last wreek, from the other side of the Atlantic, “But as the Nazis reached Moscow, congress was debating . . . the neutrality act, just as it had been debating it two years ago when the war be gan. . . Secretary Hull was say ing again that this act (the tor pedoing of the Kearny) proved Hitler’s plan for world domina tion. The president was still being cagey, and Alf Landon was still warning about collectivism in the New Deal. . . . Nowhere in the democratic world were there signs of imagination or just plain capacity to match the mad au dacity of Hitler.’’ A Few Haymakers Does such a statement as Eden’s indicate a basic misappre hension on the part of British leaders? We can understand that after getting their fingers burnt in Norway and Greece, they want to make sure of their strength and preparation this time before moving. But the democracies are certainly not going to win the war by simply continuing to show they can take Hitler’s murderous punches; they have to land a. few haymakers themselves. Brilliant, audacious moves are called for. Such a move was begun at Dakar, which might have brought all French Africa into allied hands, and then was bungled through either lack of preparation or timidity. Let a rank military amat«?Wt ask, why do the British not strike Norway for all they are worth? Germany is presumably weak in Norway, and deeply mired in Russia, while the British have a well-equipped force close by. Why a Stalemate? No one yet hopes for a success ful continental invasion, but why are British landing parties not striking the European coast nightly, bewildering and harass ing the Germans, who are having trouble with their occupied lands? Could not the British at least land a token force at Archangel to show the Russians they rng^} business ? These proposals are not original with us. In England, when propounded, they evoke some such answer as “Don’t both er us; -we are thinking up all (Please turn to page three) | ENEMY TANKS 1 ADVANCING ■ ON 9 BRIDGEHEAD 1 You’ve got to be good for the Signal Corps ... -•-■irrsrS; dependable -mmun cations J difference between y , iivering or Gatbering inf°rma^n^ of lhe field ders in a flash u , rue,red, these tele telephone. 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