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.
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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.
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| 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.
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; 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.
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Blood, SweatTears...
! “I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears, and sweat.”
-—Winston Churchill.
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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.
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! ''^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
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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.
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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
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(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
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