White Lies
By WHITELY
The law school recently held
another of their famous contests
this week. It was the subject of
the ‘‘ideal couple,” and after a
bitter political campaign which
featured Morris Beers and Earl
Maynard, it was finally decided
that Jeanette Thatcher and Dale
Helgerson were as ideally suited
for each other as any two couples
possibly could be. Mary Jane
Wormser and “Charlotta” Phipps
were disqualified due to the age
limit.
Earl Holmer’s “The Lion that
Wanted to Swoop”' was plenty
OK stuff at the assembly yestid
day. That crack about his wife
. . . the person he lives with was
a dinger. I’m glad to see that
Hitler hasn’t revolutionized EV
ERYTHING.'
“Blackout” . . , What a time
this campus is going to have to
night. The big-wigs of the ROTC
department are taking care of all
details, augmented by the help
of student officers. These officers
are going to patrol the campus
and see to it that all lights are
out, and that the boys and girls
behave themselves in total dark
ness. Armed with a flashlight
covered with blue cellophane, I
can see Gene Brown, Jim Frost,
Lou Torgeson and pressman Buck
Buchwach furiously running up
to the third floor of Hendricks
hall breathlessly screaming . . .
“Put out that candle.”
The cautious Thetas, in order
not to have another “house-warm
ing” like they did last Hallow
e’en, have formed the “iron
guard” brigade to see to it that
no shinnanigans are pulled on the
pink palace tonight. They never
did find half their furniture last
year, and they don’t want it to
happen again. So just in case “de
boys” want to tangle with them,
they're gonna have to get by
the squad first, which consists
of Marge Dibble, Marion Marks,
Sue St. Pierre, Shirley Gravely,
Maytee Green, Betsy F. Feasley,
and "the blimp.” It’ll be sheer
suicide to try and get by that
combination.
That social swim to be held in
Gerlinger pool tonight might run
into a few difficulties due to the
blackout. It’s bad enough just
trying to keep afloat, and then
some jerk has to come and turn
out all the lights, right in the
middle of a stroke. Probably be
drownings galore, but then again
a blackout in a swimmin’ pool
sounds like a heck of a lot of fun.
Fiji Jim Burness planted his
brass on Barbara Balsch, former
Utah State coed now living in
Klamath Falls. Mr. Harmon left
out the best part of the Henry
Camp-Carol Hobart merge at the
Kappa house last week. It seems
the new password, byword and
general slogan for the two is,
Oooooh . . . Hankie . . . What’s
so nice about it is the fact that
there are so many variations giv
en . . . Sigma Chi Dick Coggins
didn’t want to fool around with
this sweetheart stuff this week,
as he has already found one in
Mary Lou Robertson, DG. She
wound up with his joolry. Speak
ing of the Sigma Chis, I’d think
that they would have a bad time
selecting their sweetheart . . .
they’re all queens ....
Ted Holmes, former Phi Delt,
and Jo Bullis, Pi Phi, were mar
ried October 25th at Medford. A
lot of the brothers went down to
take in the event.
I wisht that Mr. Buchwach
would write another sterling ed
itorial in the Emerald, and clar
ify the statement that "there are
very, very few fraternities on the
U. of O. campus.” Mr. Buchwach
do "you see all the independents
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Oregon’s Youngest President
Jj^XACTLY one month less than four years
after Dr. Donald M. Erb was unanimously
elected the seventh president of the Univer
sity of Oregon, he gained his primary educa
tional objective for the Eugene institution.
It was October 30, 1937 that President Erb
was named from a field of five candidates
to fill the chair vacated by Dr. C. Valentine
Boyer. In one of his earliest interviews after
accepting the appointment, he suggested that
he did not believe the University of Oregon
could adequately function as a university
without the right to grant degrees in pure
science. That was one of the most urgent
needs of the school as outlined by a man whom
Oregon has come to know as fearless in his
approach to “urgent” problems.
#
r I HIES DAY the state board of higher educa
tion granted the University the right to
offer graduate and undergraduate degrees in
six sciences. The decision was a tribute to the
fair and wise leadership of the president in
approaching the problem. Again and again he
asked the Emerald, alumni, and other Oregon
backers to restrain from applying pressure
on what must be only an educational issue.
It was not a problem to be solved by emotion
alism and frantic resolutions, he said, but a
decision to be based on sound educational
evidence. The outcome proved he was right.
For today his four years of effort has cul
minated iu making the University an institu
tion standing on four legs instead of three.
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JT has been a steadily growing Oregon that
has developed in other fields during Presi
dent Erb’s four-year administration too. Not
only has tin1 University grown in enrollment
each year, but there has been a new note in
student and faculty morale. The president’s
friendly relations and understanding attitude
toward faculty problems, which may be based
on the six years of experience as an economics
faculty member here, has built up institu
tional pride among instructors in every de
partment. His sense of humor and cooperative
spirit have been caught by his complete staff.
Selection of faculty personnel during the
past four years has been exceptional, and not
a small degree of credit goes to the executive
who worked to get only the best instructors
available for the University teaching staff.
A revamped' political science department, sci
ence teachers deemed among the best on the
coast, and a high quality religion department
are only three examples of the progressive
changes made in his first four years.
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JN the academic field, there has been a con
certed effort at more thorough analysis and
experimentation with scholarship require
ments and standards. The grade point trend
has been steadily upward.
In the realm of student relations, President
Erb has shown an alert, companionable, stu
dent-level interest in undergraduate prob
lems. Ills astonishing faculty for remember
ing namse, coupled with an understanding of
the student point of view has Avon the support
of the University of Oregon student body.
He lias maintained an alert, rather than a
detached view, of the problems of the ASUO.
He did not ignore the fact that campus poli
ties had degenerated into a farce, but “took
the bull by the horns” and decided to see
what is Avrong. His realm is not entirely that
of the academic.
It is with pride that the University revieAVS
the four-year service record of its president.
The first years are the hardest, and Oregon’s
youngest president has come through his first
four Avitlx an administrative record that may
be termed progressive in every sense of the
word.
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Frosh Cry Uncle’
TTN1VERS1TY women have been overheard
to remark rather superiorly to coeds of
other colleges, “no, at Oregon we do not have
campus-wide hazing of our freshmen.”
Friday afternoon the freshmen were handed
an “or else—” ultimatum to attend the Frosh
Mix; Monday, the Phi Theta assembly was a
“must;” Wednesday, the “Y” entertained
first-year students at a tea dance; Thursday,
AWS sponsored an assembly for freshmen.
IDTERMS are upon us. Five weeks of
school have passed. Yet the different
honoraries still feel that it is their duty to
continue basic orientation program and wel
coming of the freshmen to the University.
“Instruction” in the program is inclined to
be surface-deep and interspersed with wise
cracks in order to be of general interest to
the vast majority. Too, many of the freshmen
through summer study the welcome book, the
catalog, and other University literature and
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are much more on their toes regarding sta
tistics and latest phases of campus develop
ment than tlie upperclassmen.
The argument that frequent gatherings en
able freshmen to “meet and mix” with others
is defeated by the roll-call arrangement which
necessitates each house grouping in a corner
by itself to make a louder answer.
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'JpilERE are many things about the campus
that freshmen rightfully look to the hon
oraries for an explanation and for an intro
duction—information that could perhaps be
boiled and condensed into a couple of well
rounded programs in the first couple weeks
of school.
Oregon has made herself an example of
warm hospitality but in the welcoming of
freshmen perhaps she is a little like the
hostess who insists her guests have a second
piece of prune cake after an eight-course
dinner.—B.J.B.
kowtowing to the Greeks? Of
course not. Do you see the inde
pendents going out of their way
to make things better? NO! Is
there such a “shallow prestige”
in planting your pin on the gal
you love? Are desserts backslap
ping, gravy-getting political af
fairs that you would have us be
lieve ? I'm afraid that you are
obviously confused on the matter,
Buck. There are 17 fraternities
on the campus, and every one of
them are a group of men . , . not
old women.
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jam /
RtecJijjGvit
By TED HALLOCK
The character who tinkles
ivories at the Eugene hotel, re
ferred to in Harmon’s Tuesday
gab is Gene Leo who goes like
all get out on the 88, playing like
Teddy Wilson and Jess Stacy
combined. Besides all that he is
good, too. In spite of the fact
that Martin’s men applauded,
I got to dig the soph assembly
Thursday morning. The juniors
and seniors also participated but
never you mind, the sophs really
instituted the whole thing. There
was to be a five piece jam combo
from Bob MacFadden’s ork, with
Dick Carlton on tenor sax; Bob
Sell, bass; Dave Fortmiller,
trumpet; and the above men
tioned genius, Geneus Leo, on
black and white. Oh yes, I was
on tubs pounding for all I was
worth. Aldine Gates and Pat Sut
ton, pert fern chicks, warbled
prettily. There was also a five
piece combo from Bob—-crash! ^
Tonight brings the all-dorm
formal with MacFadden’s can
nonballs of rhythm. Also Sigma
Kappa’s pledge affair with Gale
Quinn’s 27 men and a drummer.
That’s about all socially for the
item which, stranglely enough, I
seem to recall. IT’S THE SOPH
WHISKERINO, so if you are
truly desirous of treading the
groovy path, get with that Ken
Baker kick but immediately. Ev
ery available sophomore (they
are the ones with the moron-like
face) has at least 4000 tickets
and if you can avoid being beaten
over the head in the process, at
tempt to buy your ducat from
him.
Oh yes, there is going to be a
fine rally deal this afternoon
from 4 on in Gerlinger. Both boys
and girls are invited, so bring
your friends. There’ll be cider
and doughnuts and ice cream and
free candy and a big barrel of
Old Taylor and—I’ll give you a
drag off this before it burns my
fingers. Anyway, they have a
good band and they also will have
an exhibit in the lobby of stuffed
football players, so why not
chance it? H-mmmm?
For Pin Money
Good bet for spending the
weekly 3-c5ent check on is Harry
James’ Columbia “Record Ses
sion.” This disc being made for
the more ardent wax fiends, in
cludes all data vital to the press
ing date on the label, even to the
fact that four root beers and 67
coca-colas were consumed by
Harry’s men while recording.
“Nothin” is on the other side,
and here is where you say, “Yes,
but there must be something on
the other side.” Which is my cue
to answer with, “Crash.”
• •
By MARY WOLF
Do I worry?
’Cause I’m always in doubt?
Though my quizzes aren’t right,
Do I give a bag of oats ?
Do I stay home every night
And read my lecture notes?
Am I frantic
’Cause my average sank ?
Is there a panic
'Cause my mind is a blank?
And when evening shadows creep
Do J skip all my sleep
Just to cram ?
Am I kidding?
You know doggone well
I am.
—Daily Bruin.