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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 19, 1942)
Suite’ll *7ell /HI. . . Nancy Riesch Called 1Athletic/ 'Motherly’ By BETTY ANN STEVENS ,fMy profs are going to flunk me when they read this,” shiveringly protected Nancy Riesch, coed of the week, as she hunched back into a corner of the davenport on which she was -sitting, in the third floor lounge of the Pi Phi house. With her eyes crinkling at the corner, tall Nancy, in the midst of the gay banter of sorority sisters, confided that she is A3UU secreraiy-ireasurer, a Mortar Board , and has been AWS treasurer, president of Phi Theta Upsilon, secretary-treas urer of Kwama, in. Collegiate wh»‘s who for two years. , . .Uooniie Mary Jane Terry impishly in terrupted with, “I used to room with her.” Nancy laughingly waved her aside. “Co-chairman of the Oregon federation, on the defense coun cil, and P; Phi secretary and rushing chairman. Someone c-lse Interpolated, “She was queen of the Portland Multnomah ciub. You know , , . the athletic type.” Mary Louise Vincent, an ex coed of the week, entered the room, Nanoy m iscluevous 1.y an nounced. “Sastes, now I didn't go to Europe, but I've been 48 miles into Idaho.” With a mock ing sigh, she continued, “I've never been to California, not even south of Eugene.” Sister Act Then begun a good-natured panning by sorority sisters, and a revealing of unrelated facts about Nancy. “She’s a mother to the fresh men," Nancy ominously glared. “The only time she ever cut any classes is when she had her appendix out.” ' '\ “See the bags under her eyes? She bull-sessions until 4:30 a.in. “She throws cold water on peo ple in showers.” “She has a nasty disposition.” “She goes 'ecu. tch’ every two steps.” ‘ She dances like a cloud.” “P.S., she is normal.” “She has the laundry conces sion. and is 75 per cent self-sup porting-.” Nancy Admits Meekly twinkling. Nancy fee bly essayed, ‘‘I did have the coke machine, and my secret sorrow is Errol Flynn.” S!$e grinned, "Also, Eleanor and I hate war . . . and I like to wear pigtails.” She explained with a wave of her hand. “My likes and dislikes. . . ” Settling down seriously to the task of "Being Interviewed.” Nancy revealed that she has two sisters, both of whom were Pi Phis. WAA presidents, and Mor tar Boards. BA Major A business "ad.” major, Nancy isn't taking any BA courses this year. “Since I filled all my re quirements, I’m just getting a cultural education right now . . . like ‘child, care and training .” When asked what her plans were after graduation, she re sponded, "I’m not going back to the shipyards.” Not quite being able to picture blond Nancy in a welder's ensemble, we pressed her further. She explained that she worked in a bond office at the shipyards this summer. While wor king there one day, a work man approached her for a bond. Nancy politely asked to see his social security number. He gaped at her for a moment, then replied, "You sure can, girlie,” pulled up a pantleg, and an nounced. "It's tattooed on ray leg.” THE BEAUTY WISE SHOPPER I will select several of these outstanding Compacts— l'+" Pancake Style, in every color and combination of colors to complement your winter costume. Very Specially Priced at *1.39 DRUG CO. Sih and Willamette AWS Note*. “It's a woman’s world.” Monot onous, isn’t it? . . . Something to make it less monotonous, says Floss Hamilton, chairman of the AWS auctioning off of lost and found things next Tuesday at 4, sharply, front of ye Side, “rain-er-shine.” Although still scouting for a couple of men to whisper the going - going - gones, Floss reports that there are lots and lots of dubious arti cles that would mayhap be of in terest. F’rinstance: a black, rhinestone-studded garter, and lots of “simply bee-you-ti-ful scarves (lend quote), plus, of course, the usual crop of neces sary items like “los libros, los cuadernos,” etc. (dam that Span ish! ) . . . On to the next line, Gene vieve . , . Perchance, children, you attended the WAAC assem bly. Perchance, you liked it. Per chance, you should have, because it was darned good. . . . Remember all the collegiate ‘'Who's-Who’ers” who were an nounced on the front page, right hand corner, of the Emerald last week? You know, the BWOC’s and BMOC’s? Even those privi leged people have their troubles. Just because they’re in “Who’s Who,” they have to fill out all kinds of complicated question naires. Examples of perturbed, personalities were Marge Dibble and Carolyn Holmes, who kept telephone operators in a frenzy trying to find out some of the answers to puzzlers. Dib decided that the best-liked person today is General MacArthur, and the best liked person in the past was Jesus Christ. Carolyn, on the other hand, at about 1:30 a.m. in the freezing Alpha Chi domicile, (Please turn to page seven) WanifWutlcfc ‘‘Lilacs and Old Lace" depicts Mary Muffet's new-fashioning' of old fashioning ...soft Roulette rayon crepe with inset of match ing lace. Choose yours in night black, gallant blue, signal red .... $14.95 Dear Spook: While I am letting the adheron on my coat buttons dry I will dash off a letter to you. Maybe you haven’t heard that from the na val cadets we learned to keep our gold buttons from chipping. It will also make the buttons on your reefer shine like mad against its dark blue. Several of the girls in the house to whom I read part of your last letter took stands pro and con on your statement that a girl should be natural rather than sophisticated. 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