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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 5, 1942)
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. G. Duncan Wimpress, Managing Editor Jack L. Billings, News Editor John Mathews, Associate Editor ’ UPPER BUSINESS STAFF Advertising Managers: Lois Claus, Classified Advertising Man* John Jensen, Cecil Sharp, Shirley Davis, ager. ... Russ Smelser. Elizabeth Edmunds, National Advertis Dwayne Ileathman ing Manager. Connie Fullmer, Circulation Manager. . UPPER NEWS STAFF Lee Flatberg, Sports Editor Member Marge Major, Women’s Editor _ it .*_» Pfc Mildred Wilson, Feature Editor PtSSOCiCneCl (JOuGoK^te KrGSS Janet Wagstaff, Assistant Editor Joan Dolph, Marjorie Young, ALL-AMERICAN 1942 Assistant News Editors Represented for national advertising by NATIONAL ADVERTISING SERVICE, INC., college publishers’ representative, 420 Madison Ave., New York—Chicago—Boston —Los Angeles—San Francisco—Portland—Seattle. Petuuf, Pa/vade . . . NEW parade, but not one of the scrap-noise variety, will march at Saturday’s Homecoming game. It will be a war parade, not of University students, but of pennies. Pur pose of the drive is to raise money for a University of Oregon service flag to hang from Johnson hall—with gold stars for each alumnus to die in World War II. The drive will start just before game time. It will precede a half-time program, which will honor the many Oregon lives already lost in this war. Members of class honoraries, Skull and Dagger, Kwama, Druids, Phi Theta Upsilon, and Mortar Board will pass milk bottles through student and alumni rows. The contribution asked is small: One penny, two pen nies, whatever number the student may have in his pocket at the time. Though the copper cent is small, and would afford no blow to student pocketbooks, the benefit collected will be great. sK * * rJMIE Parade of Pennies, with a one-cent contribution from each student, will match in force a March of Dimes cam paign. Tf the “coppers” received are more than the sum need ed for the service flag, extra pennies will be turned over to the campus war board-—-probably for a service scholarship fund, for students who leave for war, but return later to finish at the University. The flag which will fly from Johnson hall will start with 17 gold stars of 17 alumni who already have died in the war. These casualties of 11 months are half those who died in [World War I. Our pennies for the flag will be part paid trib ute to those who have given their lives. • • • Quiet cJioMAA, ipRKSSUKK of standing room only conditions in the library reference room has been lessened by the institution of a sign. The confronting square of printed matter isn’t red, nor does it advertise smallpox; it just proclaims from its position in front of the door, "Reserved for Users of Periodicals and Reference Material.” For those w ho don't believe what they read, librarians reserve the spoken word. Now, it's goodbye to the lads who hold conferences over their trig, the girls who use the reference room as a spring board for their coke dates. The rustle of raincoats, the clomp of wooden shoes, the zip of notebooks, the scratch of pens, the smack of Readers’ Guides closing on weighty problems will restore the reference refuge to something approaching its old quiet hours.—J .A.W. £cha . . . JUST a word before you millrace that pledge. The infirmary has had to treat almost a score of minor injury cases since the beginning of the term simply because brawn was brought to play before brains. Shortages of time, help, and supplies are not relieved by having to care for vic tims of what Dr. Krb refers to as the "Siwash influence." It’s making a tough job tougher for the infirmary staff, and it's unnecessary. During peacetime there is some meat in the argument that people of college age should work off a little steam before they settle down to a serious life of self-support. As a rule it is harmless. You can even argue psychological benefits. But right now we’re all here for a serious purpose and if we don't attend to business we deserve the consequences. The administration has already warned that those consequences Svon’t be anybody's picnic. Think it over before that man hits the millrace.—J.J.3I, Adlih By FREDDIE BECKWITH Don’t worry, gates! Your col umnist today is only spelling jive boy Johnny Mathews, the latter being beat to the socks from overwork! Thomas Dorsey, son of a Penn sylvania coal-miner, blows into Eugene Saturday to play for Ore gon dancers. What many of your dance-band followers don’t know is that Tommy, famous for his trombone work, also plays a mean trumpet. It was our privilege to dig T.D. on ten choruses of “Blue Lou” this spring in Des Moines. The new drummer man for the Dorsey aggregation is a lad by the name of Peter Sullo. He re places Buddy Rich who was kicked out of the outfit for in subordination. Buddy went in the marines, it's true, but after a spat with leader-man Tommy. Stanley Kenton, he of that famous off-beat rhythm, moves into Chicago’s Panther Room next month, minus eight men out of his original band. Jack Or dean, marvelous lead alto man, was the most recent man to leave the Kenton crew. He was grabbed up by Uncle Sam. San Francisco, long noted for its patronship of music strictly of the c-o-r-n variety, broke the rut this summer thanks to the efforts of several hot colored combos. Perhaps the leading ex pounder of this new swing ren aissance is Saunders King, front man for a terrific sextet, that holds forth six times weekly at the Backstage club. Saunders handles the scat vo cals and plays a mean electric guitar. Sammy Dean on trumpet reminds you of Roy Eldridge five years ago, and tenor man Eddie Taylor is a cross between Lester Young and Ben Webster. It’s solid, Jack, from the word “Jump!” Those of you who saw Glenn Miller's “Orchestra Wives" prob ably wondered who was taking the trumpet solos accredited to George Montgomery. Naturally, it wasn’t the Hollywood film star, but instead a veteran horn man by the name of Steve Lipkins who has jammed for the Will Bradley and old Bunny Berigan bands. Bob Chester is currently play ing in San Francisco, which means he may hit Portland short ly. Chester who once had a socie ty band threw it out three years ago and began to do better busi ness with a commercial swing band. And this is the story of the greatest bass man we've ever dug. His name ? Charles Domin guez. Nope, you’ve probably never heard of it. He’s only nine teen, and he’s only played with one jazz outfit—Bob Barfield's quartet in San Francisco this summer. But Charley was good enough to get an offer from Duke Elling ton when the Duke lost Jimmy Blanton. Charley didn’t take it, because he thought he wasn’t good enough to play for Elling ton. But any swing followers who have seen Dominguez will dis agree with this modesty. Dominguez is as fine on dog house technically as Artie Bern stein. He has a rock beat as good as was Jimmy Blanton’s. And he could match Walter Paige, ex Count Basie man for rhythm any day or night in the week. But Charlie has now been swallowed up by the city he got his start in. After Barfield was drafted in the army, Dominguez left for parts unknown. Such is life, especially in this music business. Campus Janitor Hoards • Ancient Japanese Idol By DOROTHY ROGERS Many people go to “lobby for their hobby,’ but Maurice Gleason, janitor in McClure and Journalism, is very quiet about his collection, even though he does have a Japanese idol worth about $50,000. “This Japanese idol is estimated to be about 1,000 to 15,000 years old, and worth about $50,000,” said Gleason modestly, as he caretuily unwrapped an age-stained ivory dragon. “When I was small I accidentally knocked a piece off it,” he ex plained, pointing to the chipped upper jaw. “The ruby eyes have fallen out in the course of its history, but it is still in very good condition.” “It was given to my great grandfather by an old sea-cap tain who had taken part in a raid on some Japanese worship houses,” the short, bright-eyed man continued. Pointing out a hole drilled through the side of the figurine, he explained that the sea captain had worn it for years on his watch chain. He added that this idol has been passed down through the generations to the oldest mem ber in the family, and is now one of his prized possessions. With a collector’s gleam in his eye, Gleason told of a leather ammunition belt, now possessed by a member of his family, which he was trying to secure. It was worn by his grandfather when he crossed the plains in 1845, and saved that gentleman’s life wl^n the party was attacked' by dians. An arrow pierced the leather cutting the belt in two, but was deflected and did no in jury. “And then there is this,” Glea son pulled a heavy, massive, gold watch from his"' pocket. “This watch was owned by the same man who wore the target belt. He bought it in New York City for $85 and carried it with him across the plains-” Even such things as a hand carved potato masher are includ ed in his collection. Maurice Glea$on has worked on the campus -for about five years. He has many tales to tell of the pioneer days, tales of ad (Please turn f# page~seven) You can help save 29,000 hours a day • ONE second saved in each of the 106 million telephone calls made every day would add up to well over 29,000 hours—would help greatly to keep lines open for vital military and war production calls. A single second is that important. So answer promptly, giving your location and name, and keep your conver* sation brief. When making a call, be sure you have the right number—use the directory—call Information only when it’s really necessary. And please don’t use Long Distance to defense areas unless your call is urgent. The Bell System has a big job to do. By saving seconds you may make room for a vital war-time call. CALLS COM mST/