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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 aa second class matter at the postoffice. Eugene, Oregon.__ HELEN ANGELL, Editor FRED O. MAY, Busines* Manager Associate Editor.-, *ritz liramen Ray Schrick, Managing Editor Jack Hillings, News Editor Betty Jane Biggs, Advertising Manager Elizabeth Edmunds, National Advertising Manager Editorial board: Buck Buchwach, Chuck Boice, Betty Jane Biggs, Ray Schrick; Pro fes9or George Turnbull, adviser. _______ UPPER NEWS STAFF Lee Flatberg, Sports Editor Erling Erlandson, Assistant Sports Editor Fred Treadgold, Assistant Sports Editor Corrine Nelson, Mildred Wilson, Co-Women’s Editors Herb Penny, Assistant Managing Editor juamic lMiur us, i^Atvuuvi. uv.v,iv Mary Wolf. Exchange Editor Duncan Wimpress, Chief Desk Editor Ted Bush, Chief Night Editor John Mathews, Promotion Editor Joanne Dolph, Assistant News Editor UPPER BUSINESS SiArr Helen Rayburn, Layout Manager Helen Flynn, Office Manager Jim i riaycr, rruiuuuuii Lois Clause, Circulation Manager Connie Fullmer, Classified Manager Editorial and Business Extension: 382 Editor; Ofilces located on ground floor ot Journalism ouiiaing. rnones wuu 353 News Office; 359 Sports Office; and 354 Business Offices. Represented for national advertising by NATIONAL INC., college publishers’ representative, 420 Madison Ave., Los Angeles—San Francisco—Portland and Seattle. ADVERTISING SERVICE, New York—Chicago—Boston— 1941 Member 1942 (Associated Golle6«ate Press Cdiio^i Hoik... •p OUR years ago, two high school seniors were putting out ™ the last editions of the Franklin High School Post in Portland. The brown-haired boy, Ray Schriek, was editor, and red-headed Wes Sullivan svas feature editor. They talked of taking journalism at the University of Oregon and of their hopes for the future. The next year they came to the University, became out standing' students in the freshman class. One became assistant managing editor, the other assistant news editor for their sophomore year. Idealistically, they made plans to run for the office of co-editor of the Emerald this spring. Later in their sophomore year, however, Wes Sullivan was offered the managing editorship of the Oregana, and regret fully he left the Emerald and his aspirations for editor. Ray Schriek became managing editor of the Emerald. Last week the educational activities hoard chose capable Wes Sullivan as editor of the yearbook for next year. Yester day afternoon the hoard likewise appointed Ray Schriek as 1942-43 editor of the Oregon Daily Emerald. The educational activities hoard, in selecting these two men, have chosen intelligent, thinking publication heads, who un derstand the problems of the University and of their jobs. The Oregana and the Emerald are in good hands next year. 1TLER, lias now reached down into the high scdiool ages for 900,000 new soldiers. To many this is an indication that the Nazi machine is weakening, but to others it is merely an example of the all-out effort the German government is mak ing to conquer the world, an effort the United Nations may some day have to more than match to retake Europe and a large part of the civilized world. The news dispatch, of Russian origin, reports that nearly a million youths of 17 and IS years of age have been called to the Nazi colors. In addition it was reported that boys 10 to 16 will he put on home front services. What such measures would do to the American colleges and high schools is frightening, but the necessities of the military superiority required for an allied offensive do not make it out of the question. The problem is not whether it will ever he necessary in America, but whether or not America will he reluctant to undertake the full measures if they are required. rJ~'llE lack of intensity in much of our war effort, the lack of a realization of what we are fighting for, and an apathy resulting from false security has made for much waste in this country. Many of the technical wrinkles in our industrial and military programs have been ironed out, but many experts claim Americans are beginning to settle back again and that the morale is lower than shortly after Pearl Harbor. Many people have asked for something to do towards the war effort, but the government hasn’t been able to fit them into a spot of real value, has often been unable to find tangible things for willing bauds to do. And the desire to help has been lessened with inactivity. The Germans know what they are fighting for, because they have been told what defeat will mean. We should know that our defeat, if it comes, will be far worse. It is hoped that it will never be necessary to call up adoles cent youth for armed forces in America. However, let us hope that Americans will be able to realize how important a job it is to go more than all-out for victory over world slavery. & ’X' Nothing Sacred By J. SPENCER MILLER The Sigma Kappas pulled one of the “biggest upsets of the year” surprising everyone by gal loping home a length ahead of the Pi Phis and Thetas (our choices) to grab the Five-cent Handicap. This is almost as big as somebody beating Joe Louis, or something. They claim to have had 496 men in their house the whole evening, which is a lot of men. DIGGIN’ DUCK DOINGS . . . PiFi’s Lora Case and Marv Gor rie are back on the beam again, but solidly! Which is something a lot of their friends are happy about ... At 6:15 Wednesday night there was exactly one man in the Gamma Phi house. Betty Kincaid looked around disgusted ly, and then marched off upstairs. One of the pledges mourned, “Gee, we get all dressed up, rush through dinner, and' then, NO MEN!” . . . Tom Terry took our friend Pat Kaarboe to the Phi Delt picnic last Sunday. In the course of picnicking he lost Pat’s watch (cost, $69) in the waters of Swimmer’s Delight. So he takes her home and says, “Well, you’re a great sport, Pat, old girl.” WHAT NERVE! ... At that same deal one of the Phi lads took it in the neck, though. Jack Six brought another Coo Omega, Lois Hafele. Near the end of the afternoon she asked to be taken back to town as she had another date. Jackson was none too receptive to her plea, so she called her other date up, and he came out and got her, which left Six holding the bag. Pins are flying at a fast rate now, in typical Spring term style. . . . One of the swellest Gamma Phis, Anita Fernandez, ended her long period of eligibility by tak ing George Dugan’s DU pin . . . . . . Popular Kay Jenkins of the Fee coop boasts Clyde Hollen beck’s White Star of Sigma Nu. . . . Another Gamma Phi, Milo Daniels proved she and Sigma Noo Johnny Bubalo are not “just friends” by taking his brass. Still another one of these GPB gals, Mary Wright, has become an SAE Sweetheart by wearing Homer Thomas’ badge (No, they don’t pay us) . . . Alpha Gam Margot Bullier passed the candy (10 lbs.) last week to her sisters an nouncing her engagement to Walt Ackerman, in the Med School in Portland. On the sadder side, Fiji Gale Felthouse left school suddenly, leaving steady gal-friend Kappa Nancy Davis none too happy . . . IJc^Turner was reclassified into 1-A, and this will postpone his marriage to Fee Babs Read “for the duration.” Esther Bruce’s aviatoy fiance was unable to come down for the Henhall for mal, so she turned around and went with Sherry Ross’ Herb Lawrence, frosh sprint ace. A1 Dodson went, too, but evidently he “won’t talk about that!” Oh! Time, dear time, Speed on in thy flight, And have thy hell ring, Before I recite.—Franklin Post. * * * What the professors say: ‘•If it comes to the point where it is necessary to the army for you to knit in class, I'll knit with you.”—English prof. “Were you merely scratching, or did you want to ask a ques tion?"—Geography prof. A history department profes sor in speaking of the morals of 1917: “It isn't that they didn't have any morals; it's just that the old standards broke down and they forgot to put up new ones temporarily.” QUantfC cMebe The ’Have Not’ Nations" Now Seem to ’Have’ . . . dubbeA, By BILL HAIGHT Several years ago the boastful Mussolini proclaimed from his balcony that England had made “peace a racket” by her control of raw materials vital to the existence of the Italian nation. Indeed the lack of raw materials in Japan, Germany and Italy was the source of many articles and much discusStat and given as one of the funda mental reasons for the war. A Verbal Mix-Up A strange situation has devel oped from this earlier picture. Today the “have not” nations “have” and the “have” nations “have not.” Rubber is the most dramatic example of the switch of control of materials. The Japanese cap ture of the Dutch East Indies has seriously crippled our war ma chine because we lack the rubber from Java and practically knocked the civilian use of auto mobiles down to a nine count. Japan needed rubber, needed oil, needed gasoline, needed man ganese. With her swift and sure thrusts into the heart of those re sources she gained everything she needed. And America and Great Britain today are classed in the “have not” class for rubber. Before the War Chromium, an important metal for armaments, is another exam ple. Previous to the conflict we imported our needs from Turkey, Russia, Rhodesia, and Cuba. To day Turkey sells to Germany; Russia needs her own production; Rhodesian chrome stays in South Africa for lack of ships, and Cu ban export is not large enough or quite good enough to meet all of our needs. We have large deposits of this strategic mineral in the North west. Montana and Oregon are particularly noted for their large but low grade deposits. The development of substitutes or our own resources will take valuable time. Eventually we will overcome this initial handicap be cause tucked around in various parts of the Allied nations all the needed resources are available. But in many instances plants, railroad facilitiees, or shipping facilities will have to be devel oped before we can use them. 99 Per Cent Quinine is not for the greatest part of the Allied nations a ne cessity but in parts where it is a necessity life without it is im possible. Today, Japan controls approximately 99 per cent of the world's production of quinine. Record fans on the campus are in for a big let down on purchas ing of new recordings. Shellac is used to preserve and protect the records and the greatest source of shellac is in India. Aside from the record usage of the liquid, it is most important for ship build ing and furniture. The next few r months will bring the lack of this item home with a bang. A recent government report indicates the already hard hit “juke” boxes may fold up. From my viewpoint it will be one of the smaller blessings out of the chaos. *1nade Jta&t... By MftRY WOLF ^ Dedicated to the coed, who has found the going rather tough lately . . . Collaboration on Oper ation in Ten Easy Lessons— 1. Put your best foot forward (I don’t mean in your mouth.) 2. Be enthusiastic at all times •—never bored (even with Phi Delts). 3. Neat —- especially in ap proach, technique and followup (if you trip them, don’t break all their bones; never strangle them —not the first time, anyway; don’t be too obvious about always being where they are, and la?t and least—comb your hair occa sionally, and try to look nice once in a while.) 4. Be a good conversationalist by being a good listener (if not in your head, be sure it doesn't rattle.) 5. Remember, never give up— try, try, again (it’s a long pro cess we know.) 6. Do or die—that’s our mot to! (It ain’t original, though.) 7. Mind over heart is essential 8. Discrimination — only the better men for us! ^ 9. Toast — Here's to the'fu ture and what it may hold—men. we hope! —Iowa Daily Student. * * * The little boy rabbit and ths little girl rabbit were chased intc a cave by a pack of foxes. Squat ting there, as rabbits are won1 to squat, and panting for breatl after the hard run, the little gir rabbit looked out at the foxes poking their snouts into the nar row mouth of the cave, and askec of the little boy rabbit, “Whai will we do now?” The little boj rabbit thought for a moment then sagaciously replied, “Guess we'll just have to stay here ’ft. we out-number ’em.” —Barometer. j S&IPPY >y PEfcCY CROSBY r HEY-THIS REMINDS ME,I'VE BEEN SAVING MY PENNIES FOR A RAINY s. DAY, NOW I'M GOING TO BUY SAVINGS STAMPS WITH VICTORY BUY UNITED DEFENSE lONDS STAMPS