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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 1, 1942)
Coed Cochin... QwUm /CeepA, cJloMde, Jtteadl Mosita/i flo-afaH JR, BETTY AXX STEVENS Between, figuring out her schedule and telling moron stor ies, Corrine Wignes Nelson, coed of tne week,. sat in a chair in front of the fireplace in her home andr answered pertinent ques tions on the “story of her life.” Lining in the right side of the wtiiie duplex just across from the news bureau, small, blond Cor rine is married to Lyle nelson, acting director of the news bu reau, former editor of the Enier uild ex-president of Sigma Delta Chi, member of Friars, winner of the Koyt cup, editor of Old Ore goint,. Sigma Chi. etc. Corrine has aa't been far behind him. Her ac tivities include Kwama, Phi The ta, president of Mortar Board, co-editor of the women’s page, executive secretary to Lyle '(“Only I didn't do any work!’’), president of Orides, co-chairman of the sunlight serenade for Jun ior Weekend, vice-president of A Wo, a member of Theta Sigma Phi. journalism honorary, and on the college board at Charles Berg s in Portland this summer. “Oh, we’re celebrating our first anniversary this coming Friday,” she announced with a quick smite. “I'd better check on that. Mho frowned, rummaging rapidly for a calendar. "Mmmmm, that’s light.” “Start the ‘formal’ interview?” lu*i round, blue eyes twinkled. “Ties seems so funny being in terviewe 1 after I've done it my self so many times,” the former '“coed of the week” interviewer exclaimed. "Well, I came from several places . . . Well, Heimdal, North Dakota. I lived there until . . . Corrine Nelson let's see, how old was I ? I’m get ting' so old now I can’t figure it out. Let's see, I was a junior in high school when we moved to Reedsport, wasn't I ? Mmmm . . . I should've figured this out be fore you came,” 21-year-old Cor rine demurely apologized. Moving around so much gave Corrine the opportunity to be valedictorian in two grade schools and Reedsport high school, and when she graduated she “cried and cried.” “I don't know why, but I cried so much 1 had to leave the receiving line, and I went outside on the steps and cried some more.” “The ‘atmosphere’ of the place?” She laughed, looked up at the paneled fireplace with its books and gay prints, and said, Check This . . . a nummie soft cashmere to iw> with ;i new fall-fit skirt. Also luscious sweat ers in angora. 100' ’> wool ami cataliua. and • • • a plaid skirt with that swingin' flare. Skirts with hundreds a! gores. I Main skirts, .striped skirts. Skirts you’ll go for. I Prices to Suit Your Allowance 1004 Willamette I WOMEN’S PAGE j | MARJORIE MAJOR, Editor I Barbara Lamb Betty Arm Stevens | Assistant Editors Mary Ann Campbell | Floss Hamilton Edith Newton Jerry Stowall i Lois Hulser hfJ, S, Ao/ei Being- as how as the freshman girls are spending all available time going to meetings, meetings, meetings, etc., they probably won't have any time to read this column, therefore this plug goes for naught, but being as how as we don't know any other way to begin, here goes . . , Coed Capers, that time in a young good girl’s life when she doesn't have to worry about a date, coming up November 12 . . . . . . All out for defense—of overworked feet Saturday night at ye annual Bunion Derby. See this sheet at some other portion for more interesting data. . . . “Remember your dead grandmother” was the theme of very serious Kwamas -as they tapped two simply swell new members, Joanne Dolph, and Flora Kibler, Tuesday evening. Why the “dead grandmother”? They had to remain strictly dead pan as they circled the dinner tables, in spite of giggling ChiO and Tri-Delt pledges. Joanne was chewing on something qhewy when all the Kwamas marched in, and practically got paralysis of the esophagus. ... AT THE HELLO DANCE: “Check your coats to the left, pliz, and the receiving line is to the light, pliz” became, after much repetition by two Kwamas, “Check - your - bag - to - the - left - an’ - chuck your - line - to - the - right - pliz.” . . . Some disheartening news for the assembly-weary frosh: There is a faint rumor that—in other words, it isn't official yet, but Phi Thetas and Kwamas, ac cording to sources close to said organizations, are planning an other bang-up assembly in the near future that is, as the old saying goes, going to show but plenty. . . . Rolida Harkson and Marge Dibble (you know them) are treking south to Roseburg (un specifically speaking) next wreelc to speak for something at Rose burg high school. (Please turn to page eight) “See my pictures up there? They always fall down when they get warm. I have them up with some gooey stuff.” “Want to know hew I spent my summer?” she inquired. “Well, I spent my summer canning and canning. Come into my kitchen,” she invited. She jumped quickly to her feet and led the way, opened the cupboard to shelf upon shelf of jars. “Oh, and I have a drawer for everything,” she an nounced. Back by the fireplace once more, she unexpectedly declared, “I had a little kitten once ... a white one. but he ate grasshop per poison and died." She jumped up again to return with three stuffed animals, “Now this is Tarzan,’ and ‘Charlie,’ and ‘Little Dog'," she explained. “Our fam ily, aren't they cute?” “My likes and dislikes? Oh. dear!" She paused in deep thought. "Qualities in people? Oh. I like all kinds of people, just so they're friendly.” She went on swiftly, “I don't like mayonnaise, neither does Lyle. Oh. dear . . . I'll think of something better. What don't you like? Crab? Oh, I don't either ... or clams or shrimp.” “Description? Well, I don’t look like a freshman,” she firmly declared, as she stood in the door way. “I look like a senior ... so that's silly.” ,Gafie/ilr <Jiea& tf-oswpi jbue Applications for chairman of Coed Capers, coming up Novem ber 12, are now open, according to Marge Dibble, president of AWS. Due by Saturday noon at the AWS offices in the Igloo, the application must include a list of. what you have done in activitie. your plans for the Capers, and why you wish the chairmanship. Cochairmen are not wanted. “If no one is there, slip it un der the door,” “Dib” announced. Classie Reversible In good weather or had. they're ideal for campus wear. All wool plaids or plain colors, cotton gabardines on reverse side, water repellant, warm and long-wearing. PRICED ^BROADWAY* 20 and 30 E. 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