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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 8, 1941)
r fjatn tf-osi Bn&ahjjCiAt By TED HALLOCK Am joining a marvelous club I have just discovered. Flourishes in Long Beach, California, and is dedicated to the principle that all Freddy Martin waxes stink. Holds an annual record sailing fete with Freddy’s Bluebirds be ing used just like paper plates. Great idea the whole thing. That bit I had about Herb Cain, music critic for the Los Angeles Examiner who disliked ^Martin vehemently was fine. Ex cept for a couple of items. His last name is spelled Caen. He is sports editor. He works for the San Francisco Chronicle. And anybody that thinks beer doesn’t make that much difference in writing a column is wrong. Party, Party— House dances like mad this weekend. Chi O, Alpha Xi Delta, and Alpha Chi O come Friday eve. Bob McFadden’s men will wax melodic for Alpha Chi. Satur day eve brings Chi Psi, Sigma Nu, Alpha Phi, and Sigma Kappa. Gale Quinn is set for Sigma Nu with MacFadden grooving for Al alia Phi. Should be interesting to note that Stan Kenton’s hotties are opening the Famous Door in NYork November 20 for a four week stint. NBC wires will t>e present in ever-increasing num bers so the wireless out hyar in the west will carry Stanley’s mu sic right up to your very ears. Kenton’s first Deccas have al ready been cut so watch for them with fire in eyes cause I just know you will all want the first one out in Eugene. It says here. To show you just how public opinion sways musicians I will now make with a horrible ex ample. You must remember Muggsy Spanier who played hots horn with Crosby’s cats last Sen ior Prom. Oh come now, of course you do. He was the cute one with the silly face. Well, at this writ ing, Muggsy is in NYork at the Arcadia ballroom with an all new crew of his own and popular too. But Muggsy’s bookers somewhere got the idea that “Muggsy” was a rather peculiar type name. Therefore Spanier, one of jazz's surviving immortals, now winces under the oh-so-pretty title, Fran cis. Which is just too sweet for words. At last has come the golden op portunity for all you purist cats on the campus to give vent to your secret tastes. Down Beat, the music trade mag, is conduct ing its annual poll about now, and everyone can enter. Just think, you can put Freddie Mar tin on tenor saxophone, and Glenn Miller on trombone, and Sammy Kaye on clarinet, and— (pause here while columnist loses his breakfast). Anyway, next week I will definitely select my all-star band. Then I will leave for Portland so you can have a couple of days to cool off. Something that nobody can throw cornplasters at is Shaw’s “Prelude in C Sharp Minor.” Even the Side has it on the com munity juke which is a sign in my favor. Some fine solos and marvelous section work. Does that make you feel any better? College Adventures (Continued from page two) take on fuel oil and Maurice about died in the engine room for the temperature reached 142 degrees. The six hours we spent there gave us just enough time tp see the little grass houses, monkeys, small dark men and an occasional white man. However, we didn’t see the head hunters so many people hear and read about. Three weeks later while walk ing down the main street in Hon olulu, who should we bump into *1jut Pat Keller, Phi Psi, and he agreed with us, “it is a small world after all.” We looked for Janet Morse and two of her The ta sorority sisters, but no doubt they were swimming as usual. Waikiki Beach and Hotel didn’t quite live up to our expectations, but the ice cream sodas and good looking girls met with our ap proval. At the present time, ithree weeks from Honolulu, we are an chored at Balboa on the west side of the Panama canal making preparations to continue on through the canal. It is really hard for us to realize we are back in a civilized hemisphere where people actually understand what we are talking about. Thoughts of Home Before closing, a brief summary might be of some interest: we have spent 111 days on water traveling on 6 Japanese, 1 Dutch, 1 U.S., and 3 Filipino ships. We have covered 25,000 miles by wa ter, 400 by air, 1,000 by auto and 3,000 by train. The cities in the countries visited are too numer ous to mention, but a few of the more important cities are: In Philippines, Manila, Baguio, Cebu, Iloilo and Zamboanga; in China, Hong Kong. Hangchow, and Shanghai; ir? Tapan, Tokyo, Yo kohama, Kobe, and Nagasaki; in the Malay States, Singapore and Johore. On the way to New York we touched Borneo, Guam, Hono lulu, Panama and in five days we expect to stop for several hours in the Bahamas. As to the length of time, we spent 6 months in the Philippines, 6 weeks in China, 2 weeks in Japan and 1 week in Singapore. Once in New York we intend to remain on this same ship and finish what we started a year ago—a trip around the world. It is scheduled to stop in Africa, Red Sea, Persian Gulf, Bombay, Rangoon, Singapore, Honolulu and San Francisco. If we go we will be back in time for spring term, otherwise we hope to re turn for winter term. Yours very truly, Robert Sheets At Second Gkmce (Continued from page two) ground while students murmur such phrases: Sut Sawyer: “I hate war!” Bob Whitely: CENSORED. Carrol P a g e 1 e r : “Got a match?” Roberta Lemen: “Call me all coast; I get fan mail from every school on the Pacific circuit.” John Cavanagh: “I told you so . . . ‘Union Now!’ ” Dick Draper: “Helen Moore the merrier.” Larry Celsi: “Let’s go to the Side for a bite ...” Emily Tyree: “Why bother? You can bite me here.” Hope Hughes: “Hello!” Steve Worth: “Why, this ham burger’s so fresh, Bud, that if I had an oxygen tent I could bring it back alive.” Lorraine Davidson: “There’s a fly in my coke . . .” Howard Girdlestone: “What do you expect for a dime . . . love birds?” Ruth Hall: “I’m president of Kappa Kappa Gamma . . .” (and we offer our apologies for Thursday). Stephanie Reterson: “I sing, too.” Betty Petterson: “I just love a uniform, don’t you?” Pledge Trainer: “All I can promise you is blood, sweat, and tears.” So against such a turbulent background as this, the campus Snap,' fludpement By DON DILL All right, so it was "snap” judgement and we might not go to the Rose Bowl as suggested last week—but the season isn't over—• Anyway the campus is in a fog, literally speaking, or haven’t you noticed it about 10 to 10:30 o’clock? And for those who can think of it for a moment this fog brings a rare opportunity to snap some unusual and interesting night shots. Fog Angles How? Take a fast film, Super XX or equivalent, a tripod, an extra sweater and a bottle of your best cold preventive and hunt out the geometric light pat terns cast in the mist by the dif ferent lights on the campus. Se lect buildings, statues, trees or shrubbery for the subjects — something that won’t walk off; get the lights at the side or back or some other interesting angle. Compose the picture so that it will tell a story and make sure the tripod won't slip. Make an exposure of 15 to twenty seconds at f6:3 or use your own judgment. One thing to watch for are other lights such as cars going by. Hall or f ame Our weekly “hall of photo graphic fame” has this week two men who shoot a mean shutter. Dick Thomas caught the museum and library with their lights on early in the evening when the evenings were long. This gives the picture a night shot effect and yet clearly shows the pic torial details of the buildings. The second luminary is none other than the Emerald’s own Ted Hallock. Already known for his musical artistry on the jab berwocky side and his feats of jam spreading he now blossoms out as a first class shutterbug strictly in the groove. The pix ? Oh yes, it is a shot of one of Ted’s friends standing on a hill. The photo was taken from a low angle and with the sun be hind and slightly to the left of the subject which gives a side lighted silhouette. And if you don’t get it stop in and see the pix itself. Did you wind the film ? was confused and bewildered. And stop pointing that finger! Here page four is missing, as we’ve already mentioned. But in stead of going all over this again, we can bring this matter to a close quite rapidly. After the Chi Omega pledges had been chased out of the library and a crate full of robins again caged, the sororities on Alder street threw thumb tasks and hair pins into the street to stop any advances. Even the bridges across the mill race were barricaded. “All out for defense,” shriek the Pi Phi pledges, as they stream for cam pus confectioneries. Bridge play ing is curtailed, with a priority restriction on the rubber. But like bam dances, adminis trative officials declare a ban on invasions, the conduct not being truly representative of students of a large University. And that night, as students slowly wend their way back to their living organizations, alone, on the li brary steps stands a solitary fig ure, pacing back and forth. Within three minutes, the fig ure is joined by 11 other similar white-clad persons. For a few minutes they huddle about a match and then form a straight line across the patio. Says their ringleader, Les Anderson: “C’mon gang, let’s have a rally!” And campus sympathy goes with them; there hadn’t been a rally for over four days. Moral Disarmament (Continued from page two) but as stimulating, as “totalitar ian mysticism.’’ He believed that an ujtterly ruthless Nazi system, contemp tuous of moral values, had al ready removed these things so far from many Germans, espe cially the youth, that it will be a great task to restore them. How ever, America need not wait for the end of war for Dr. Marlio's version of moral disarmament, which he said would give the na tions a basis for real solidarity of feeling. America need wait only for the appearance of some leaders who can make these things realities. Miss Florence E. Beardsley, ’30, M.S. ’36, has been invited by Rex Puntnam, ’15, state superin tendent of public instruction, to join his staff in Salem for a year. r CatnpuA. Ccde*tdaA Coed Capers committee heads meet Monday at 4 o'clock at the Side. * sfc * Coed Capers Senior “Cops” and house representatives meet at the Side Monday at 4:30 p.m. * * * Students interested in pacific ism are invited to meet in the YWCA bungalow at 6:15 Satur day night, November 8. Cottage Grove high school has two University of Oregon alumni on its faculty. They are Miss Dorothy Marion Parks, ’35, who replaced Miss Emma Bell Stad den, '33, and Harold F. Hebard, ’36. Home Coming We have a select line of lumber, paint, wallboard, veneers, and other sup plies you need for your I homecoming floats and signs. See us for imme diate needs. TWIN OAKS BUILDERS' SUPPLY CO. 669 High St. Phone 782 SPECIAL TRAIN TO PORTLAND, NOV. 11 OREGON vs. SANTA CLARA •250 ROUNDTRIP Plus 13c Federal Tax—Total $2.63 TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 11 (Armistice Day Holiday) LV. EUGENE, S. P. Station.8:30 a. m. Returning LV. 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