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Page 2 DAILY EMERALD Friday, August 21, 1942 Oregon W Emerald RAY SCHRICK, Editor BETTY JANE BIGGS. Business Manager Jack Billings. News Editor Elizabeth Edmunds, Advertising Manager Johnny Mathews, City Editor Joe Miller, Sports Editor _Shirley Davis, Night Editor Reporters this issue: Bob Bailey, Marge Robinson, Barbara Lamb, Edith Onthank, Lorraine Woods, Chuck Politz, Wes Sullivan. Jeff Kitchen. Desk staff this issue: Lois Spaniol, Bob Bailey.__________ Advertising staff this issue: Leslie Brockelbank, Peggy Branton, Kay Korn, Edith Onthank, Helen Rayburn, Bob Bailey, Don Dill, Joe Miller. t • • • The Road Back difficult choice faces the prosperity generation of high school graduates today who become University students this fall. It is. an abrupt drop from incomes of $175-300 a month to expenditures of $450-600 a year. Jobs are plentiful, reminiscent of free cigarettes rush week. Many of them are easy for the high returns they pay. Many offer good chance for immediate promotion. Turn back but two lean summers ago, and the college man had to walk far and talk hard for a .job. An 87-cent-an-hour offer would have been a heaven-sent ! gift,—but there sjasm-po such happy hunting ground on the i streets of Portland of the United States. # # * # | rJ''ODAY we are living in an Indian summer. Like all such * seasons, its life is limited. When winter comes with its leaner years, the diploma will once again become a valuable passport into the limited lands of jobs. That is why government officials even to President Roosevelt urge the high school graduate to go on to college now. “If we need you, we will j come and get you,’’ they say. And they know the value of a | university education to the army, navy, or marines even before j the lean years set in. This is proved by the number of officers’ ; training programs open to the college student. ; # # * # ; j^JOME shrug, “I can get my college education after the war.” Stories from the active veterans of World War I bely this ; belief. If the fight is long, many will consider themselves too | old to go on to college. Other thousands will be married, faced ! by but one responsibility—to get a job. • The decision is difficult, but many have already made their I choice in the direction of the University. Pre-registration j figures indicate less than the previously predicted 25 per cent j drop in fall enrollment. The student who enters college to ! prpare himself for greater war service while earning his ulti | mate peacetime diploma is wise. He is to be congratulated i for his choice. — I Blood, SweatTears... ! “I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears, and sweat.” -—Winston Churchill. i : « # * * JF ever, there was just cause for a blackout, there should i be one on false optimism. If German troops slice a 50-mile dagger through Russia in one day, there is always the govern ment or military official or the newspaper editor who banners, "German Losses Tremendous.” If we read that our production i(s months ahead of schedule, it is equqally certain we hear little or nothing as to how fast these reach the firing line. Nor are we told that Axis factories, too, are gearing ever faster their production loads.'When Germany raced through France, French sources boldly -announced, ‘‘The Germans are losing three men to our one.” Not. always, bpt almost always, it is the continual search to find one ray of hope to spread more optimism. What we need is no longer optimism. Words will not win the war. To date, most of our fighting has been on the verbal battlefield. Wc have talked second fronts; we have pledged victories; we have-told the Axis time and time again of our great productive capacities. The Axis has produced. And struck. Silently. And we continue to lose. » # # * ! ''^y/’INSTON Churchill told the English, “You ask what is our policy? I will say: “It is to wage war, by sea, land, and air, with all our'might, and with all the strength that God can give us . . . yott ask. what is our aim? I can answer in one word : Victory—victory at. all costs, victory in spite of all \ terror, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.” His is the message of “blood, toil, tears, and sweat.” We ! cannot frighten the Axis by bold words; we must act. The days ; now ahead are more dangerous than those of the fateful ’40, when England withstood the Hattie of Britain. It took more | than words to pull England through then; it was resolve, fight, and a will to win, not to give up, at any cost. If we are to stave off defeat now, so that we may eventually win, it is only through the determination of blood, sweat, and i tears that we can overcome all oar tremendous obstacles. We ' know what we face. False optimism can share the mothballs with our other short-lasting pleasures. Gone Are The Days’ Still Not Forgotten (This lustrous account of “the good old days” can*be justified on two main counts: First, it shows incoming freshmen—as well as present students—what they miss by being born 60 years too late. Second, it can duly credit the many alumni who lived through these years, and who will share honors with new students at the August 31 Jant zen picnic.—Ed.) By JANET WAGSTAFF Back in the days when Presi dent John Wesley Johnson’s “ten commandments” were law at the University of Oregon, students were wont to amuse themselves by a typical debate topic, “Re solved, that dancing is a pleasant and harmless amusement.” To say that times have changed is a masterpiece of un derstatement. Those were the days when women performed the immodest act of raising their floor-length dresses above their ankles to cross the stile leading to Deady hall, and those were the days when to err was inhu man and when to repent was un necessary. Roll: 177 Fraternities: None In the early 1876 beginning, enrollment of 177, 97 of which were preparatory students. Fra ternities were a thing of the fu ture, and theatricals received the dark frown of administration dis approval. Tennis and dancing were “in dulged”—but only if the institu tion didn’t know. The only two social groups—speech groups for men and women—flourished, that is until the men’s meetings put too much pepper in the pot of faculty discipline by smashing bulletin boards and strewing pea nut shells on the floors. The “Ten Commandments'' President Johnson’s infamous commandments forbade visiting saloons, creating disturbances, leaving town without permission, whistling, and talking in Univer sity buildings. “For the good of the students” boxing was eliminated from gym apparatus, and athletic fa f The Road Back PJoHuwg, Sacked By J. SPENCER MILLER Webfoots have been in action on many fronts this summer —the marriage “front,” the job front, and in Eugene on the double-session front . . . “the toughest of them all,” we say . . . Although reports that drift down from Portland and the Oregon Shipbuilding Corporation indicate that nobody will be sorry when school opens in September. . . . On Whom the Sun Never Sets—Oregon’s Ducks and Duck ettes . . . Joe Montag was in Eugene over the weekend— mowing the Kappa Sig lawn and looking unsuccessfully for a date. Little Joe is due for the army in a couple of weeks Theta Mary-Belle Martin had Frank Watkin’s Phidelt pin f~ awhile, then returned it . . . Walker Treece did better— Sword and Shield still adorns the sweater of KAT Jean Schuler. < t A How Times Change “From the standpoint of tour ists, Mussolini is a godsend to Italy,” ran a front-page inter view- in the Emerald of October 5, 1933. Mussolini and the Pope “are on the best of terms,” the interview reported. As for Paris, the article quotes, “I have never seen it so prosper ous as it is at the present time.” cilities were nil before 1883. Per haps the only thing that hasn’t charged since that year is the rivalry between the University and the-then Oregon Agricultural colleges—the games still ending in near-riots. A classic story of the early days is that of a young woman who publicly expressed regret for having whispered during, a class period. It was almost like the pre-high school days when stu dents had to write their names on the blackboard 50 times for chewing gum. tf-nee. lot. All • • • (Letters-to-the-editor are wel comed under this head. All letters received will be printed, provid ed they are signed and keep with in a maximum 250 words. Keep ’em coming—pro or con—we’re glad to have them.—Ed.) Headquarters Caribbean Wing Air Transport Command, Morri son Field. . . . from the land of swaying palms and tropical moon . . . . but Gad is it hot!! West Palm Beach, Florida. July 21, 1942 Dear Jack: ... I am with the Ferrying Command which has been recent ly renamed the Air Transport Command. We are the headquar ters for this sector which ferry aircraft and supplies from the United States down through South America, across Africa into Egypt and then on to India and China. Yes, we take in quite a bit of territory ... I am an as sistant S-l which is the personnel administrative officer. Ted Lindley is with the Head quarten' of the Third Air Force which is located at Macdill Field in Tampa. I do not know what he is doing nor do I know what Bob Currin, Don Swink and Duane Carlson are doing since they were transferred from Tam pa to Talahassee. Steve Bush is the assistant S-3 or Operati ms Officer at Esler Field near Alex andria .Louisiana. T guess that Dick Draper and March Bowers are still at Jefferson 15 Tracks which is near St. Lcuitf, Mo. I made a short hop down to Miami Beach the other day and visited with Bob Calkins who is in Officers Candidate School there . . . also, ran into another Oregon student, Wallace Mc Ching ... He is also going to Of ficers Candidate School. An ex-Oregon student, Lt. Sheldon Purdy is busy navigat ing airplanes out from here. It certainly is a small world and just crammed full of Oregon stu dents . . . that is all I know from down this way. Hope it helps. Hey, see if you _can send me a summer Emerald. Sincerely, Emerson B. Page, 2nd Lt. Air Corps. More News— Round V About Alpha Fee’s Dotty Bruhn has been playing the harp and loat hing on the sands of Gearhart all summer . . . Leone LaDuke has been taking it easy, too . . . Alpha Chi’s All-American girl Dotty Horn driving around Eu gene in a new Packard and visit- » ing Sig Ep Fred Konschot . . . Delt Norm Foster back on the campus after a stretch at UCLA —bringing back nostalgic memo ries ofj|g$jo’clock permission and liquid ijdpse dances. We hear Kappa Bobbie Neu might be back in the fall. There is nothing half w'""' i about Betty Jane Biggs and Jw.* 1 Sehrick. The Emerald editor and i business manager have decided that two can run a paper from the same household, and so, come i Sept. 13, wedding bells will peal 4 at Yuba City, Cal. The managing 4j setup of the Emerald next fall • should be one of the most unique ] in the history of college journal- I What the Rest Are Doing Still SUMMERIZING . . . The taki Bunny Potts got his pin back from Mary Jane Rabbe— two days after she was married. Chi O Lois Hafele was married in California to a local boy . . . | Henhall's Norma Trevarrow has d an interesting job—greeting r ugees in San Francisco . . Whenever we think of Pat Cloud we think of “the noblest Phi Delt of them all.” . . . Alpha Fee Bon nie Uhl and Sigma Nu Ellsworth ^ MoSS'-ha«£_j3ee^ in a beautiful 1 love daze all summer-’".'^... * Two things we ean’t pictu(re> : Ted Harmon as a riveter ,or at* a hardboiled leatherneck marif>e Yet he is working as a rivef®* now and is due for the marin^®8 . . . Pete Lamb, with an ardent eye on Kappa “Mike” MurplV* hopes that Bob Clever will m;^ke a return trip to Tokyo pk;nt.y soon . . . Pifi’s Betty Jane H/9**- j ing has Andy Jones’ Beta pin Beta Ed Lucky, after a long jpe- j riod of attempt, finally goti in ! solid with Alpha Chi Pat Writfht ■—now he has to go in the arrrW See you at the picnic on t*ie SlSt. • « «