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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 8, 1942)
HregonW Emerald Published daily during the college year except Sundays, Mondays, holidays and final examination periods by the Associated Students, University of Oregon. Entered as second-class matter at the postoffice, Eugene. Oregon. RAY SCHRICK, Editor; BETTY BIGGS SCHRICK, Business Mgr. Dune Wimpress, Managing Editor Jack Billings, News Editor Ted Bush, Associate Editor John Mathews, Associate Editor ^ Member ^ Ptssociated Golleftiate Press ALL-AMERICAN 1942 UPPER NEWS STAFF Lee Flatberg, Sports Editor Marge Major, Women’s Editor Mildred Wilson, Feature Editor Janet Wagstaff, Assistant Editor Joan Dolph, Marjorie Young, Assistant News Editors UI’PER BUSINESS STAFF .Advertising Managers: John Jensen, Cecil Sharp, Shirley Davis, Russ Smelser. Connie Fullmer, Circulation Manager. _L,ois ^iaus, uiassineu ;\uverusing :uan ager. Elizabeth Edmunds, National Advertis ing Manager. “After this war is over, it no longer will be wom an’s fight for women’s rights, but man’s fight for man’s rights.”—Dr. Burt Brown Barker, vice-president Uni versity of Oregon. “^HERMAN was right about war! It is ‘hell,’ but we can take it and dish it out with the best of them.”—Sgt. George Pegg, ’41, writing from “somewhere in the Pacific.” It’s a long way from Eugene to that remote island “some where in the Pacific,” but in some way scrap iron and steel University of Oregon students donate October 18 will reach Pegg, fellows like Bob Clever and Robert Emmons who bombed Tokio with Jimmy Doolittle, and more than a thou sand other alumni now in fighting forces. Fireplace andirons, a heavy hammer now obsolete, heavy pieces of pipe will leave Eugene, enter smelters. One day they will arrive in Britain as artillery, in Africa as bombs, “some where in the Pacific” as airplanes. gTUDENT part in the University and Eugene drive show at least four major possibilities: First, possible participation in the city-wide parade scheduled Saturday, October 17; sec ond, painting placards for the parade and the drive; third, depositing their individual scrap iron and steel on north west street corners the day of October 18; fourth, volunteer ing for service on trucks which will cover the city picking up the scrap to slap the Jap. These possibilities will receive a major share of discus sion this evening, when a joint committee of student and faculty defense workers meet to outline plans. At least one thing is certain: Students are tired of hearing that they will have to dig in, that they will have to sacrifice. They are tired of “glittering generalities” in home preparation. They want to know where they can "dig in,” what they can sacrifice. The scrap drive is one answer. It means a little hunt ing, a hit of time. It’s not "hell” on the home front yet, but this is one job. It is a chance to show that we can “take it and dish it out with the best of them” just as much as the fighting front. • • * * * Overt, the . . . MAN was sought! One was wanted, and 21 were found. That is the story told by late registration figures com piled hv the registrar's office, and it shows that natoinal edu cators and leaders, even the President of the United States, are not alone in thinking that it is important that young people today go on to college. At the end of the first week of late registration the fresh man roll was one short of last year's. During' the first half of the second week figures grew to 1164, raising first year registration 12 above last year's at the same time. This is encouraging in view of the enrollment drop in other classes, which make total registration 15 pel cent below that of last year. First week freshman figures also indicated that 47 more men had enrolled in the class of '46 than enrolled last year in the class of ’45. * X Hi TJIC11KST registrations are found in military, phvsical ed ucation. mathematics, and science departments, which of fer courses taken for the most part by men. This is signifi cant in view of a 17 per cent decrease in the total male en rollment from that of 1941-42. Another statistical fact is that senior women tallied a number in this registration equal exactly to last year's. At the end of the first week there were 177 senior women. From the standpoint of registration officials, Clifford Constance, assistant registrar, gave as reasons for the sur prising increase: the development of reserve programs, and increased interest in the sciences and need for trained men in scientific fields coming just at the time when the University was able to offer higher work in those fields.—JAY. By CHARLES POLITZ Yesterday we met a fellow on the campus who wasn’t taking mathematics—queer though, he had four legs and answered to “Prince.” Have you tried the new swollen nickle cokes that are compulsory fare in most juke joints now ? They sell for 10 cents, taut are just magnified', “water-fied” ver sions of their five-cent ancestors. The week struggles by in re view. Satire in Review Minnie took Mannie's pin, Min nie found a hock shop. Now Mannie’s pin is Minnie’s money. (Extra!! Mannie just planted his roommate’s pin.) Chiropodist’s memories of the Bunion debacle: first the records. We have come to the conclusion that they were smuggled from house to house through the cen tral heating tunnels. “Idaho” Exhausted “Idaho” was exhausted from Boise to—what’s that other town, and wished it had never been made a state. The citizens of Michigan are still wondering why in the heck they had to pick “K-A-L you-know-what” to find that girl in. “Qeenie,” the “burlie girlie” of the “Strip Polka,” wore out three costumes from the millrace to Mac court. The fellow who plays piano on the record must have gotten his technique holding down a high C rivet gun for H. J. Kai ser. Sounds like he's “gliding o’er the keys” with potato mashers while falling down the stairs at the same time. What Belief? In short, even Kate Smith’s “When the Moon Comes Over the Mountain” would have been welcome relief. We had to skip the Deltas Tri ’cause Admiral Byrd just could n’t get that dog team here on time. Passing fireflies who lit up the place, said that pledge Peggy Heitschmidt is the original nug get from Sutter’s mill, however. All remarked on the super swell reception tendered them by the Alfalfees. This year chemistry’s best cus tomers really showed a lot and gave every one a swell run for their feet. ‘Queens, Inc.’ Hendricks hall should start a new house entitled “Queens Inc.’’ using Joan MacGregor, Emmy Lou Fargo, and Gloria Mulloy as press notice publicity. Wow’s the word. Nothing can top Fee’s Pat Longfellow and Peggy Gardner splinted finger et all, Sigma Kappa’s “18 hours and no pipes” girl Mary Mercier, Gamma Fie’s Phyllis Heber, Theta’s cream skinned dream girl Shirley Gil lett, Pie Fie’s Pat Farrell and Marge Knowles,. ADPie’s Jean Villair and Madelle Ohristopher son, Chi Ohz Patty Cosseft, and A Chi Oh* Neida Itohrbaek, to mention but a few. Shirley Ann Seller, the Kap pa's Carmen Miranda, makes it easy to see why Americans like Xavier Cugat and Argentine polo ponies. All are lively, friendly, and just plain tops. More Plugs The Pie Fies, perennial Nickle hop champions, still capture the friendliness prize. The Derby never showed it off to better ad vantage. Rohda Harkson saw to that: and don’t think the boys didn’t like it. Now let’s leave girls and talk about more pleasant things— horses for instance. Sorry, our typewriter, being an old fraternity man (charter member of Corona-Corona-Cor onal refuses, so we’ll have to give up for today. By J. SPENCER MILLER Bill Skibinski, lounging in the Alpha Chi living-room, casually asked if anyone wanted a ride to Portland for the coming weekend. Within the space of about seven seconds he was mobbed by waves of Alpha Chis coming down from all parts of the house begging rides. Then, his embarrassment when he could only provide transportation for one of them. We’d like to see a little of the old “rally-rally” spirit for today’s 11 a.m. assembly and the traditional Portland fray with the Huskies. Alpha Chi Junior Weekend Princess of ’41 Barbara Todd was MARRIED three months be fore she graduated last spring and during that time she was go ing with “Porky” Andrews, now in the Canadian Air Force . . . all with the consent of Friend Husband! CRIES IN THE NIGHT . . . George Dugan has his pin back also, although they are still go ing together. . . . “The smoothest houseboy on the campus,” Phi Sig Lee Spitzer, has finally given up • on freshman talent and is coming around to the Theta house and Senior Shirley Gillette. . . . Chi Psi Neil Regin and Gam ma Phi’s Squirrel Huntington are two of the steadiest and best pals we have yet to see. . . . “Curly Dick” Chamberlin, from SAEville, and AlfaFee Marilyn Morris seemed to have ironed out all outside problems and are bat ting in the same league again. . . . Andrew “Chuc k” Burchuk, Fearless Freshman from Philly, Pennsy, led an abortive attempt of a Sigma hall frosh to pass, on the neophyte duties to the five seniors in the hall. Experience prevailed, however. . . . AlfaFee Gloria Kibbee has a Fiji pin— quick-like . . . Mary Jane Rabbe was back on the campus for a few days—visiting Pi Phi sisters. . . . We thought somebody would tie up Doll-ta Glam-our Ginny Howard — Marv Miller, ATO pledge, has control—for a while anyway. . . . PiKap Wally Staley is on the trail of the Tri-Delt pledge class—and a pulchritudin ous trail it is! Apologies to the Pi Phi pledge class—we said OTHER people make cracks about them—not us. We think they are a good crew and should develop as soon as they get over being scared. Not Even Cake King Louis XVI was once told that his valets, clad in royal liv ery, were openly begging in the streets. ‘’I believe it,” he blandly replied, “they are paid nothing.” Between The Lines By ROY NELSON “Irish” Carl Backstom hasn't been able to sleep through his econ class for the last couple of days since the announcement was made that sophomore men were obliged to rear beards beginning Monday. It is to him and others in the second year class whose whiskers fail to rally that the following is dedicated (we claim not its originality): TO RAISE A BEARD—Rub salt briskly into dormant area just before retiring; place pan of water at bedside. During the night the little hairs will get thirsty, and when they come out for a drink, grab them and tie knots in them. * * DERBY LEFTOVERS—Fre^ *)) man Henry Ford went up and in troduced himself to a woman in one of the dorms. Her response: ‘‘Yeah, and I'm Eleanor Roose velt!” . . . Another freshman (name withheld) tapped a pal at one of the houses and said, “I’ll take a chance.” Warren Braun took no chances, as he guided his Dorothy Diederholt and ring north that weekend in his car— and back in hers. Situated in one of the campus boarding houses are two charac ters from Portland—“Happy” Hal Larson and “Hungry” Henry Hildahl. The former has a re cording outfit, and the latter is a radio announcer formerly at Med ford. They plan on working up some novelty stuff for house dances. Among those who failed to r|| L turn^'to school this fall are Fiji Hobard Bird now a cadet at the U. S. Coast Guard academy at New London, Conn., Oregana Art Editor Fred Gong who has been ill, is expected to return this win ter term; the former Ora Mae, Watson, who decided she liked (Please turn to page eight) Down Front • • • By BILL LINDLEY After a hundred or more pic tures all about clever Americans and ignorant Nazi agents, it is a relief to see a picture which does not concern itself even remoteely with the war. But when such a picture stands out so that it threatens to overshadow the oth ers, then we have a picture which is “The Talk of the Town,” and a more appropriate title could hardly be found. Story: Leopold Dilg (Cary Grant., is unjustly accused, be cause of his radical nature, of burning down a large mill in a small town. It is well known that the trial of Dilg will be a mere formality, because he is sure to get the death sentence. The night before sentence is passed, Dilg escapes from jail, and plods across country where he stumbles upon the house of the prettiest girl in Lochester (Jean Arthur), who hides him for the night. The next morning he comes down to breakfast and finds that the dean of a law school (Ronald Coleman) has come to board for the summer. Dilg is passed off as a gardner, and all goes well for some time. The dean learns that in the fall he will be appointed to the su*. preme court. Then the police enflj ) ploy bloodhounds to trail Dilg, and they discover the house where he is hiding, threatening to bring death to him when he doesn’t deserve it, and scandal to te name of a supreme court justice . . . Rating: When the plot is writ down on paper, it almost seems like a “B” picture, but something in the film makes it one of the best in several months. Perhaps it is the way in which Cary Grant, Jean Arthur, and Ronald Cole man give their parts dynamic reality, perhaps it is the master ful direction of George Stevens. It’s hard to say what it is, bu(j[^ one thing is certain, "Talk of the Town” has what it takes to make a picture thoroughly entertain ing. Its three top stars alone rate four bells.