Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012, October 13, 1942, Page 2, Image 2

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    Oregon® 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 ^
Pissociaied Colle6icrte 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
UPPER BUSINESS STAFF
Advertising Managers:
John Jensen, Cecil Sharp, Shirley Davis,
Russ Smelser.
Connie Fullmer, Circulation Manager.
.Lois Claus, Classified Advertising Man
ager.
Elizabeth Edmunds, National Advertis
ing Manager.
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'One Had Afiple . .
'jl'WO typical Oregon men were walking up Broadway in
Portland the other day with never a thought but for
the disappointing game they had just watched and the prom
ising' dance they were soon to enjoy.
Armed with rooters’ lids they strode confidently along,
drawing patronizing glances from the oldsters, hails from
their fellows, sneers from men in uniform, and smiles from
Rose City lassies. Stopping to light up a pair of cigarettes,
they were cheerfully accosted by a portly Portlander of office
pallor and swivel-chair spread, who demanded to know who
won' and by what margin. When told, he offered his con
dolences and followed it up with the standard war-time in
terrogation, “How are you boys standing with the draft?”
Said one, “Pve got them just where they want me. Pm
in the naval reserve studying mathematics and physics in
.order to prepare myself for officers’ training.”
* * *
rp'HIS seemed to please John Citizen who beamed from
wrinkle to wrinkle and observed, “That’s fine; just what
you should do.”
Said the other, “N-aw, I can’t get in a reserve. Pve got a
couple of months before I’m drafted so 1 just went to school
to have a good time.”
'Phis didn’t please John at all. In fact, he had nothing but
contempt on his face as he turned and disappeared into the
rally crowd.
The chances were against Mr. Citizen running into this
type of student, but the chance was there. Running around
the Oregon campus are a steadily decreasing number of these
students, who, for one reason or another, are unable to pass
reserve examinations and who are trying to turn the Uni
versity into a war-time country club. They are, however, in
a very small minority and certainly not all non-reserve poten
tial draftees are consistent playboys.—J.L.B.
^Ue ^hme Now . . .
'jpHP, time has come! Every Oregon student now can give
liis life for liis country, at least in part, and without leav
ing school. The call is for blood, thousands of quarts of it, to
till the Pane county blood bank.
Following close on the heels of the establishment of the
campus war board, Asklepiads, pre-medic honor society, vol
unteered to organize and solicit student donations for the
Lane county bank.
They are contacting the men through their living organi
zations, and announce that calls for women donors will be
sent out later. Unaffiliated men, who do not live in organiza
tions, are not excluded simply because Asklepiads are be
ginning- their contact work in the most convenient place for
efficiency. Unaffiliated independents are urged to volunteer
by calling Ur. E. D. Furrer, whose offices are in the Miner
building.
H4 H
'J'H E plasma way of saving lives has been proved on all the
fronts of the present war. Dr. Raymond L. Archer, Meth
odist missionary evacuated from Singapore, said when he
visited the campus last spring that the work done on the
fighting front- in this branch of medicine could not he over
rated. He told of the saving of thousands of lives in the siege
of Singapore alone through the use of plasma from blood
banks like the one being established here. Recentlv a local
hospital blood bank was used in northern Washington to
save the lives of a group of Canadian fliers which crashed
near the city.
So far in the history of the Eugene bank over 650 volun
teers have been typed,\ 533 have donated blood. Eugene's
plasma board will be held available not only for armv and
navy call, but for any local needs. The Red Cross hopes to
build up the city supply to a point where there will be one
unit to every hospital bed in the city.
We’ve been talking of “what students can do to help.”
.Now the talk has crystallized. The time has come for action.
SwitUf jp-l
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By ED JOHNSON
Well, cats, things are beginning
to shape up as far as the local
band situation is concerned.
Those of you who know Wally
Heider, have probably been won
dering why he has been rushing
around like a mad man for the
past fort-nit. It seems Wally is
helping a local character named
George Carey form a band. Wal
ly is taking care of the arranging
and rehearsals.
Two Kings
During the past two weeks I
had the opportunity to dig a
couple of cats who are really in
the well-known groove.
The first of these is a knocked
out trumpet player by name of
Dick Sherman. Dick is at present
leading a small combo at the
Holland during the week.
Dick is a real jazz man, and I
don’t mean he likes Glenn Miller.
He plays a strictly Dixieland
horn, with a style very^nuch like
Bobby Hackett. If you should
hear him play, don’t expect and
pop tunes, just sit back and dig
those old jazz tunes such as
“Shimmy Like My Sister Kate,”
“Yellow Dog Blues,” and “Jazz
Me Blues.”
Good Backing
Dick is backed up by two of
the best rhythm men. in town.
Gene Leo, who plays the best pi
ano in Eugene, will give you plen
ty of kicks with his fine work on
the elephant tasks. Bernie Kylo
sits behind the tubs, and really
.knocks himself out, by playing
a good steady beat.
The second of the musicians is
a kid called Herb Widmer. Herb
plays just about one of the finest
tenors I’ve heard on this campus,
since the days of Dick Carlton.
Plays Modern
Herb is strictly a modernist in
his playing style, leaning toward
the relaxed, breathless tone of
most negro musicians. If Herb
resembles any one person, I
would say Ben Webster of the
Ellington band, which ain’t band
gate, in any league. Herb, by the
way, is one of the sharpest dress
ers hereabouts what with the
drape shape, reet pleat, and such.
Tommy Dorsey lost his two
featured canaries. Frank Sinatra,
and Connie Haines have decided
to try their luck in Hollywood.
At present Jo Stafford, a really
fine chick, is handling the as
signments usually given to Con
nie. Tommy as yet, seems uncer
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AT
SEcono GLflnci
By TED HARMON
COED: Monday, Eight o’Clock
She casts aspersions
At weekend excursions.
But the reason she does,
So her sisters buzz,
Is a lack of further diversions.
To most Oregon Ducks, last weekend marked the last big
event of its kind for a long time, or until the duration s over.
Aside from calling it a “football weekend,” it might easily
By CHARLES POLITZ
The campus was as quiet as
the dissenters at Hitler's execu
tion last weekend. The mice came
into their own at last and took
over the presidencies of the
houses.
The Phi Delts gave their cook
the weekend off, and the Fee
house was blacked out for the
first time jince the ice age.
The library was stuffy and at
hamburger temperature.
Walkouts Out
Walkouts, the birthplace of
blitzkrieg, have been banned for
the duration; so now the German
general staff will have to think
for itself.
Remarkable how many stu
dents are majoring in the new
University course in Ping-Pong
ology. No pipe either . . . three
hour course in right-handed Pad
dleistics, two-hour course in left
handed Paddleististics( in case
you should break your light
arm), and a five-hour seminar in
“Why Ping Pong Balls are Round
and Not Square.”
Joe Miller wanted us to men
tion that he's been going steady
for some time now.
The draft board has hired a
man to stand outside of Dr. Kos
hack’s office and follow all those
men who come outdisappointed.
Order of the Buttered Arti
choke: to Mary Robinson, Les
Anderson, and Jean Frideger.
Easy to see why such studes go
far. Friendliness and personality
plus stack up in the books that
count. ^
Nuf sed.
(Dun. fWa>i . . .
Campus Correspondent
By NORMA TREVORROW
Somewhere in Oregon ... Jo
Ann Supple is now a "perfect
mother," but only because of the
practice and training she re
ceived while taking care of wo
men defense workers’ babies at
the Fruit and Flow'er mission in
Portland . . . For our hardy,
handsome he-men, there’s Phi
Delt Les Endicott who worked
at what is known as the tough
est, make-you-or-break-you jobs
in the business: that of handling
an automatic air-gun ....
Nelda Rohrbach, Alpha Chi,
rightly wins a third cigar for
working at the Lutheran center
in San Francisco during the
summer . . . Bill Farrell, FeeGee,
and Frank Watkins, Phi Delt, as
deep sea diver assistants at
Kaiser Shipbuilding company,
make this report for those to
hunt jobs next summer: Be a
diver with Kaiser! You make $70
to $100 a day, the boss is won
derful, best working conditions,
your food’s by Chef Henry
Thiele, buses, bikes for trans
portation, nice quarters at the
yard, five hours a day and all
you do is put braces on pilings.
The only drawback is that you
don’t live very long . . .
Very honorable mention for 20
FeeGees who are giving their
blood for the bank. They’re set
ting a high example for all oth
er living organizations on the
campus . . . Connie Averill head
ed a large group of Gamma Phi
knitters with three sweaters for
the Red Cross last spring term.
She and Kae Robinson also
turned in four or five thousand
tin foil pieces to the service cen
ter—all of which is pretty fine
stuff . . . Clinton Childs, S.A.E.,
groundman for a telephone com
pany at the army’s Camp White
fell off a 20-foot pole twice. Did
it hurt him ? . . . Huh-uh. . . .
To the ranks of the short
nailed: Yes, you typewriter tap
pers are needed for defense
work right here on the campus.
The need for typists for army
work has doubled over-night and
now about five girls will be used
every afternoon. Next time you
feel a little strength in those old
bones, resist just one bridge
game and use that immobile im
petus for the defense of your
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Ut* S-X. VV V. V HI
gon “went native” for three days
of tcp-flight fun, returned late
Sunday night to assignments
and scholastic activities.
It was good to -see Portland
budge with nearly 2,000 Ducks,
the New Yorkers of Kaiser fame,
and the regular citizens of the
Rose City. There was that ex
pectant pre-game edge at Hil
aire’s, Jack Cody's, and Jolly
Joan droned with excitement,
dripped with it after the game.
And Jupiter was benevolent for
those who left early Friday dur
ing Eugene’s balmy weather,
found threatening clouds circling
the stadium before the game.
Last weekend was significant
for many reasons. For one, it was
probably the last football game
in Portland for well over one-half
of the male portion of the studei )
body; secondly,-it marked the
last Oregon game in Portland
till after the duration, and lastly,
it was the proper moment for
Oregon Ducks to relax. And re
lax they did.
There was the newly-formecT
air raid lookout post in the mys
terious room 575 at the Heath
man, where water bags dripped
during early evening, and then
blankets covered passersby five
stories below well after mid
night . . . there was the super
smooth Tri-Delt get-together . . .
and the Shipyard matinee at
Jantzens, which obviously, isn’t
the same . . . Portland’s two
first - class d r i v e,- i n s were
swamped beyond recognition
while policemen at the Pago
found no trouble, merely tried | \
land’s Broadway was another
"l'y5llo” walk . . . There was
Washington Phi Delt Stan Lyth
goe charming most Oregon cceds
he met . . . And, of course, the
rough ’n’ tumble scrapping after
the game . . . Yes, this without
minute scrutiny, was Oregon at
Portland.
Tropics.”
More or less, all Oi
segregate the crowd
Mention, too, must go to Bob
by Reynolds and Bill Davis, who
sparkled far above the Webfoot
ball gems, played their hearts
out for Oregon.
GOSSIPATTER: Lionel Hamp
ton opens this week in Portland
for a four-day run bringing
about the best in colored enter
tainment ... By spring there
may be more than ROTC uni
forms on the campus as tht
school further orientates itself cL*
war-time training; more closely,
the reserves may place some
students on active duty while at
school . . . Check Becca’s 12
inch “Baltimore Oriole’’ with
Frances Langford at vocal; but
good . . . Note the tilt on Norm
Foster's rain hat . . . GlaMary
Arkley, Alpha Chi, we predict,
will have still even more admir
ers after she completes the lead
role in “Arsenic and Old Lace’’
at the VLT . . . Tri-Delt’s Mc
Tavish of multidative fame is
slated for a mock wedding today
as a climax to a joke that grew
and grew. Groom ? Only any one
of thirty eligibles ... (I\
Danger the war emergency will
lead owners to “slaghter" their
timber land is pointed out by J.
D. Pond of Cornell.