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By TED HALLOCK
Everyone’s back aren’t they.
Swell isn’t it. Wish you were in
the shipyards screwing in light
globes for seventy-five dollars a
week don’t you. So do we.
Never realized what drivvle
this colyum is, but then look at
Winchell and you must realize
that some wits needs wax eternal
if only for morale’s sake.
All Portland musicians are in
the shipyards. The people that
are left (the other ones, like
Woody Hite’s band) own horns.
They aren’t players really. Take
for instance the drummer with
Hite. Nice isn’t he. Finest kid
you’d want to know.
In Eugene the music business
is confused. Everyone has got a
band, even us (meaning me in
the inimitable language of the
press). Dick Carlton of the Phi
Delts and MacFadden’s ork is
dickering involuntarily at present
for a large government position.
Lorin Russell also of MacFadden
is likewise negotiating half heart
edly. And finally, the same Bob
MacFadden you have all grown
to know and love is ready to say
uncle.
lied Hardin’s band is in at the
Holland with Norris Caulder ne
gotiating the deal, thereby secur
ing the large boot for Dune Wim
press who was so illusionfull. But
now, Duncan is safe and home at
last, playing with Vein Minkler’s
renovated septet.
Some character from Holman’s
crew was drafted so some other
character named Dow who is fair
ly good on technical tenor is now
in with AVthur whfch should end
any dreams'-he might have had.
Minkler’s band was sacked at
the Holland to bring in new flesh,
and the various of Vernon's sev
en are as shaft to the wind. Leo
is out on 88. Art Uhlman is out
on tenor. Dune in on tuba.
Rumor has it, besides that the
Japs are beasts, as how Teagar
den will open Jantzen Beach for
the summer; that either Elling
ton or Lunceford will open Wil
lamette Park; that the Frosh are
dickering for a Glee namey. I’m
forever blowing bubbles.
The Metronome All-Star bash
is out. It's Columbian, and Hig
ginbotham’s tram, Carter's alto,
and Eldridge’s horn are with it.
All of the good men finally get a
chance to play, and like Heming
way writes. Carter is plain, but
frenzied, with an artificial com
posure that is hard to analyze.
Higgy wears his horn on his
sleeve, therefore his soul. El
dridge ignores James’ insufficient,
whitish squealings and remains
strangely alone, though playing
as always. Good day fellow fod
der.
Under a new cooperative sys
tem just established by Haver
ford, Swarthmore and Bryn
Mawr colleges, there is to be
complete coordination of the fa
cilities of the three institutions
- including exchange of profes
sors. University officials expect
the "teacher exchange” to alle
viate vheir problems of replacing
professors called for government
research work. Daily Califor
nian.
On « mule we find two legs be
hind,
And two we find before.
We stand behind before we find
What those behind be for.
•—Lebanon Hi-Light.
"He makes me tired.”
“It's your own fault, dear. You
should stop running after him.”
■—Guilfordian.
Oregon
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Rain Check on Democracy..
CCRIPPS-HOWARD newspapers all over the country edito
^ rialized last week to the effect that America can never
attain the maximum production speed necessary for winning
the war “while CCC and NY A stretch greedy hands for funds
to pamper young men who ought to be in the armed forces or
the war plants.”
Granted that CCO, a project designed largely to take po
tentially stable American young men off the relief rolls and
out of bread lines, should be cut to the minimum necessary
for carrying on necessary forest precautions in the war years
ahead. But United States funds put into the National Youth
Administration budget are being used to educate young men
and women for building the peace that is to come after the
war. And that must be part of the war effort.
* & *
JT IS A foregone .conclusion that if America is to maintain
those rights of liberty which she treasures as well as the
democratic process, it will require intelligent, learned leaders
among the youth of today . . . the governors of tomorrow.
That means keeping worthy students in our colleges and uni
versities until they are actually needed for the war effort.
The costs of education, like any commodity today, are con
stantly rising. Food costs are up, and house bills are likewise a
great deal higher. Clothes are more expensive. In some cases,
registration fees are more. Every phase of college life costs
more today than it did a year ago. Many of the most worthy
students are unable to continue their education without some
sort of a job on the campus, and most restaurants, stores, etc.,
that formerly used student labor freely are shrinking their
staffs because of decrease in business due to college enroll
ment decreases.
NYA, which annually helps thousands of college students
work their way through.school, seems to us to be one of the
federal “relief” agencies which should be maintained during
the war. For encouragement of education for the young in the
face of a long war is like taking out an insurance policy on
democracy itself.
Deadline No. 2 ...
'^Ty/MIEN Wilbur Bishop faced the educational activities
board for the second time last spring term, petitioning
for the position of editor of the 1941-42 Oregana, many people
thought that he would not be able to equal the year book of
his junior year which won a coveted place on the national
honor roll of distinction.
This week the Oregana goes to the printers. From those
who have had a preview of the new book. Editor Bishop and
his efficient staff have surpassed themselves in recording
thJvpast year's campus life.
“The biggest yearbook in the world’’ was the promise
Bishop gave to the b*ird last spring and the biggest book it
is—surpassing the '41 edition by approximately forty pages.
a * *
JTROM the four-color cover shot of the University libe
throughout the book. Editor Bishop has combined typog
raphy elements and photography placement in this, the first
all-lithograph yearbook, with the same skill which drew admi
ration of printers, publishers, and of other year book editors
from all over the nation.
The 1941-42 Oregana is almost on the press. Editor Bishop
has almost finished his college career. But the record that he
has chalked up in his two-year post as Oregana head-man
and the number of “firsts" he promoted will be a hard record
for future yearbook editors to equal.—B.J.B.
The Sigma Delta Chi hoys held their breath for some weeks
for fear the embattled Bataan garrison should capitulate be
fore they swung their dance to bolster the boys up. They
might have saved their sweat for the BBB men (Battling
- from Bataan) are made of stern stuff and, far
from being captured, have instead made several counter at
tacks and caused one Jap general to commit hara-kiri in rage.
Another • • •
The Time Has Come For Action
And theAllies Need a Trump Card
By TOM PICKETT
Spring is here, according to the German High Command. This
is bad news for Russia; it is a warning to England; it is a challenge
to the United States—hurry to strengthen the dikes before the
Drang nach osten rolls again over the hardening roads.
Throughout the anti-axis world there was a rising crescendo of
urgency—now is the time, hit them hard somewhere, anywhere
The English were about through advancing backwards—the enemy
must be stopped; the battle must
be carried to him. Russia needed
no urging towards an offensive.
The Red army was throwing
everything into the battle they
had; the decision would be forged
in the next few precious months.
Here in the United States, the
fighting spirit of the people os
cillated with each meagre, hope
ful press dispatch from the Pa
cific battlefront. MacArthur’s ,
presence in Australia was like a
tonic to half the world—the ques
tion was, would he have sufficient
men and supplies to hit back to
wards Bataan?
The End Soon
The writing on the walls of
Armageddon indicated that the
war could be won or lost in 1942.
This war won’t wait till the in
dustrial plant we are nurturing
blossoms into huge productivity
in 1943, ’44, or ’45. The United
States was struggling between
two strategies—either one of
which was freighted with tremen
dous chances, tremendous por
tents. Common sense told us “We
must wait!” Cold facts since De
cember 7, told us “We can’t
wait!”
The choices and decisions which
confront our leaders require great
courage, high statesmanship, and
bold strategy. The decisions must
be made soon; we shall see what
direction our country takes with
in a few short weeks.
No Sleeping Germans
In the meantime we cannot be
so naive to suppose there will be
any delightful, convenient status
quo of the war till some future
date when we are turning out
thousands of planes.” The Ger
mans are not sleeping; the Jap
anese realize this is their hour.
Specifically, these eventualities
face the United Nations:
1. The Germans may spring
from Greece, Crete, and Libya to
wards the inviting oil fields of
the Near East.
2. The offensive may be re
sumed against Russia; the snow
is already thawing in the south
ern part of the battlefront.
3. Hitler may decide on a trip
through sunny Spain against Gi
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Pretty girl—tumbled in
Saw a boy—on the bank
Gave a shriek—then sank
Boy on bank—heard her shout
Jumped right in—pulled her out
Now he’s hers—very nice
But she had—to break the ice.
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Famous Last Words
I’ll call you up sometime!
But I don’t drink!
They gotta take me, I’m a leg
acy!
Oh, hello, Dean Goodnight!
—Daily Cardinal.
I wish I was a wittle fwy.
And dat my name was Jenny.
Then I could dwop on any bald
head
And skate like Sonja Henie.
Some people take cold showers
all winter long; others just have
grapefruit for breakfast.—Guil-^
fordian.
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A course of intensive study in
automobile emergency repairs for
college girl lieutenants of the
British and American Ambulance
Corps, commissioned to form
units in their respective colleges,
was inaugurated recently in New
York. The course is designed to
equip the girls not only to handle
any emergency motor trouble, but
also to drive ambulances, handle
the loading of sick and wounded
and care for them in transit.
Units have already been formcy^
at several eastern schools.—Col
legiate Digest.
Dr. T. W. MacQuarrie, presi
dent of San Jose State college,
says that when you report for
your Army service, be sure to
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