Oregon W Emerald
The Oregon Daily Emerald, published daily during the college year except Sunday*.
Mondays, holidays, and hnal examination periods by the Associated Students, University
of Oregon. Subscription rates: $1.25 per term and $3.00 per year. Entered a* second
class matter at the postoffice, Eugene, Oregon.
HELEN ANGELL. Editor FRED O. MAY, Busines* Manager
Ray Schrick, Managing Editor Betty Jane Biggs, Advertising Manager
Jack Billings, News Editor Elizabeth Edmunds, National Advertising Manager
Editorial board: Buck Buchwach, Chuck Boice, Betty Jane Biggs, Ray Schrick; Pro
fessor George Turnbull, adviser.
UPPER NEWS STAFF
Lee Flatberg, Sports Editor
Krling Erlandson, Assistant Sports Editor
Fred Treadgold, Assistant Sports Editor
Corrine Nelson, Mildred Wilsorv
Co-Women’s Editors
Herb Penny, Assistant Managing Editor
Joanne rocnois, executive secretary
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 STArr
Helen Rayburn, Layout Manager
Helen Flynn, Office Manager
Lois Clause, Circulation Manager
Connie Fullmer, Classified Manager
Represented for national advertising by NATIONAL ADVERTISING SERVICE,
TNC., college publishers’ representative, 420 Madison Ave., New York—Chicago— Boston—
Los Angeles—San Francisco—Portland and Seattle.
1941 Member 1942
Associated Golle6iate Press
Throttlebottom II...
/"OREGON'S yell kill" may well become ail integral cog in
the Executive Council wheel if a new ASUO constitution
partially okayed by the council Wednesday is approved at a
coming campus-wide vote.
The yell king to fulfill his new position might find his an
nual tryouts turned into a double bill. Requisitions for the
job are still undetermined but be might be required to lead
three yells, then deliver a 10-minute oration on the value of
a 2.00 GPA as a pre-requisite to participation in campus activ
ities. Nevertheless, the inclusion of this new official has far
reaching possibilities.
Many affairs of the council do not affect rally activities
specifically, one member of the executive council argued. All
affairs, however, touch in some way on school spirit. School
spirit is important. The yell leader is interested in school
spirit. Therefore, the yell leader should be included as a non
voting member in all Executive Council discussions.
The negative side suggests: Many affairs of the yell leader
and rally squad do not affect the whole University specifically.
All rally functions, however, in some way, interest the entire
University. The University and the students’ interests are
important to the Executive Council. Therefore, members of the
council should be included as ex-officio representatives of all
future rally squads.
# * # *
T OOK at it from another angle. Picture the emotional un
fairness of a yell leader in a serious session. For though
he has no actual vote, his power can never be under-acclaimed.
Take this crucial situation: The sides are split, three and
three. Do we have class cards or don’t we? To which the yell
king gathers his rooters ’round and leads them in this cheer:
‘ ‘ Si rawherry shortcake,
Huckleberry pie;
Make ’em buy class cards.
Or sock ’em in tlie eye/’
And when the final vote comes, there’s the yell leader,
“Come on now, gang. Hock into it. Make it hi". One, two,
three . . . The other side, lacking; organization, must in
all unrestricted fairness to school spirit, join long and loud
in the affirmative yell.
& & *
IT was suggested that the yell king, mass psychology man
that he is, still needs the added prestige of a council seat.
If this is the need, our nomination for the post would be Joe
Zilch, local coke dispenser, who comes into daily contact with
far more students and consequently school spirit. lie knows
little or nothing about campus politics. This is certain to give
him the same impartial attitude as future yell leaders who
will contact problems with which they are in no way familiar.
Joe also has a very definitely “under-rated" job and could
certainly stand the added prestige which the Executive Council
would no doubt give him.—R.J.S.
*rJ'iade. JlaAt
By MARY WOLF
How Do You Doodle?
That’s all right, don’t shrink
away, “even the best of men do
it.”
Of all the different habits stu
dents acquire, there is one that
everyone is guilty of—doodling.
There is a great variety of
this from hair-rising pictures to
stately looking squares and hex
agons and whirling circles. Wild
cats do not have to go far to ob
serve this unique art work done
by the doodler in one of his
dazed and pensive moods. The
desk blotters and notebooks well
display this art work.
The next time yon see some
one “doodling away,” notice his
style. It has recently been said
that the true personality of a
person may be found in the way
he doodles.
Do you while away your time
drawing swirling, overlapping
circles or do you indulge in
squares or numbers ? Circles sig
nify that you lean toward the
domestic and tender side; if you
(Please turn to fage St*)
Nothing
Sacred
By J. SPENCER MIIXER
To whom it may concern:
Have you noticed that Nelda
Rohrback isn’t wearing her The
ta Chi pin lately? We think she’s
open for dates. Yours for more
dates.
Signed,
A Friend
We received this harbinger in
the mail yesterday, and so far
we have uncovered that its ori
gin was the Alpha Chi house. If
we track it any further we’ll let
you know . . . She’s been seen
here ’n’ there with DU Merritt
Kufferman.
ADD SCREWY LIVES OF
NEWSPAPERMEN .... The
phone rings at the “Shack.” Ted
Hallock answers it.
“This is the Kappa house. We
have a story for you. Will you
please come over and bring a
camera?”
Hallock walks into the KKG
manse. There in the center of the
living room is Reid Ferrall’s en
tire bedroom, complete with all
equipment, etc. Ted sets up his
camera to take a shot. All of a
sudden the Kappas decide they
don’t want him to fotograph any
thing, so they cluster around the
bed. Hallock snaps them in this
pose, so they charge at him in an
attempt to destroy his equipment.
One gal gets a used flash bulb
and holds it up triumphantly,
“Now, we’ve got you.”
But the older and wiser sisters
decide to let him take a shot. As
he leaves, the KKGs protest they
never called in the first place. So
as he crosses the Commons about
eight FIJIS close around him.
Some guy about ten feet tall tells
him,
“Listen, bud, we don’t want
those pictures printed. Do you
understand ? Just remember
that!’’
OUR COMMENT . . . Just
where in Hades are we ?—Amer
ica or Nazi Germany! Those boys
evidently think they’re the Ges
tapo.
DIGGING THE DUCKS No. 6.
. . . Thetaki’s Bob Newland and
Bill Davis were hard at work in
track practice. The competition
got so keen between them, that
they bet on who was the better
sprinter, the loser having to
plant his pin. So they raced, and
when they left they were still ar
guing ever who won.
That night, Wednesday night,
they double-dated with Gamfi
Carolyn Vaughn and ADPi Jean
Villiar. Yea, you guessed it . . .
Vaughn has got Newland’s brass
and Villiar has Davis’ ditto.
PiKap Jack DuLong (smooth
est boy they've got including
Hoblin) has been seeing plenty
of Cynthia Caufield, but still Pat
Howard is taking him to Mortar
Board. Maybe for once she is
taking the short end of a deal.
. . . More stuff from the PiKaps.
. . . Jim Richmond and Theta
Judy Eccles—well, awright . . .
Cliff Giffin standing on the Theta
lawn for more than a short time,
caroling, “Goodnight, Louise,
goodnight, Lou-i-i-s-se.” Ixvuise
Gordon leans out the second
stcry window and watches Giff
disappear down the street.
MORTAR BOARD . . . We want
to report success from our ad
the other day. We got six offers,
finally accepted one, and now she
can't gc. Some guys ain't got it!
Ted Sarpola, who is one good
boy, and Bob Boyd, both want
dates to MB. So do a lot of other
boys. . . Any gals that want dates
just phone us at the Emerald.
We guarantee satisfaction or
your date refunded . . . “Avail
able" Miller, that's us—if we run
out of men. there's always me or
Dunk Wimpress. . . .
Be sure to get down to the
Bad Hewl yd . . .
New Enlistment Plan
For Students Analyzed
. . . On RuAAian Qiant
By BILL IIAIGIIT
The war department, following in the wake of the navy and
air corps, has created an army reserve corps specifically for
college students. The new enlistment plan will affect many
students on this campus and will provide a much-needed outlet
for those students unable or reluctant to join the air coi^
or navy.
The essence of the war department plan seems to be that the
students will enlist, complete their university education, and
then be eligible for officer train
ing schools.
More West Pointers
Congress is working on a bill
for an increase in the number of
appointments to West Point. Pre
viously the total enrollment could
not exceed 1960 men but under
this new plan 536 men will be
added.
At the same time an appeal is
being made to college students
the congress of the United States
is still wrangling over the in
crease of pay for the legion of
the unknown, the Buck Private.
Apparently there is an assurance
Uncle Sam’s doughboys are due
for a raise but how much is still
under fire.
Only Sadness
Elsewhere on the fronts of war
only somber news is coming in.
The Germans claim a victory in
the vastly important Kerch op
erations but London and Moscow
deny the German claim and insist
that advances by the enemy have
been made but it is not decisive.
The determination of truth over
these claims is a difficult one.
Great Britain has a poor record
in admitting defeat and Russian
and German claims are almost
completely unwarranted.
Bad News Ahead
The concensus of competent
military observers indicates that
we are in for some severe and
dreadful news from the Russian
front. A curious point in the pre
dictions is that every victory but
the final one seems to be given
to Germany.
Both sides are taking civilian
precautions against the use of
gas and observers indicate a safe^
prediction that gas will be used
within the next month.
The opening of the winter in
various parts of the world has
started the military machines op
erating in full force and the next
few weeks decisive and brutal
battles will be waged from
Kerch to Australia. The Allied
chances for great success are
small however most observers
point out that the Axis chances
for complete victory this summer
are remote.
Continued Axis success but
under the shadow of crippling
blows seems to be the sprin^f
time estimate of the summer's
military campaigns by most ob
servers.
Jam tf-QA fetyeahjadt
By TED HALLOCK
There are lots of things about
the grass that I like. No
one can change it really. They
cut it, but they don't drain the
green, and they can’t sweep
away the scent. It stays fresh
even when city air and the air of
people sweeps over it trying to
pollute all of the fragrance that's
not fragrance.
There is not a lot of time left
to do things. But of all the sec
onds that none of us have for
long, there are fewest of all the
moments spent lying in the
grass that has no footprints or
humanness in it. It is more a
friend than even a dog or a mo
ther. It can hear all the things
that you want to say and are not
like you and it will say nothing.
It will maintain the silence that
all friends should proffer as ad
vice, but never do.
To feel the blades bend beneath
the body weight, and the earth
knowing your presence. For if
you have chosen grass as recluse,
then dirt and organisms unite to
tell you how much a person you
are to come to them without pre
tense.
It’s very fine, I think, to stand
on top of a great field of blades
that whisper among themselves
of your coming. And then you
look down and see all of it re
Greek-Independent all-star clas
sic this afternoon at 4 o’clock.
This fray shapes up to be a great
show, and it is FREE. Don’t miss
it!
Remember, gals, there are
plenty of gals left without Mor
tar Board dates (hint). Don’t be
bashful—we aren’t. . . .
Jack Benny’s ebony butler,
Eddie “Rochester" Anderson was
(Flcasc turn to page six)
vealed as a gathering of friends.
You cast all thought, not merely
care, away so far that it falls
useless beyond the edge of thLu
joining place. And then you opei?
your arms and give yourself to
yourself, just for even that mo
ment, but you surrender all the
truths within you to yourself and
you become very unafraid.
And only the grass has seen,
but having seen so very much,
the grass is very wise and says
nothing. To the grass you say:
“I am not as knowing as I would
profess to be. I am not as hard as
life would have me be.” And you
have deceived life for that mo
ment. Life has expected you to
struggle for all your allotted
time and cease being taut only
when eternity says it is ready.
But you have loosened all. over, 1.
before the time has come. You
have told a living thing, a beau
tiful thing all of this, and it has
understood when all around you
would not condescend to under
stand.
A Cean Sweep
And when you have said all
the words in the world that are
never said or categorized, but
merely thought, you don’t feel
better because there is still the
fight. But you have found a father
and a mother and a God that is
more than sky and being up. And
you are all new again and all coy
and highly secretive, for the
grass would never stand for hav
ing its story told. And I am real
ly sorry, and I apologize to all
of the fields and meadows and -
golf courses and front yards. But
now you know where to go when
it seems to be rotten inside you
and even the little .bits of time
are too little. There are lots of
things about the grass that I like.