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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 15, 1943)
Oregon If Emerald KAY SCHRICK, Editor; BETTY BIGGS SCHRICK, Business Mgr. G. Duncan Wimpress, Managing Editor; Marjorie Young, News Editor; John J. Mathews, Associate Editor UPPER BUSINESS STAFF Advertising Managers: John Jensen, Cecil Sharp, Shirley Davis, Russ Smelser. Dwayne Heathman Connie Fullmer, Circulation Manager. .Lois uiaus, ^lassinea Advertising Man ager. Elizabeth Edmunds, National Advertis ing Manager. Member Ptesociated CbUe&iate Press ALL-AMERICAN 1942 UPPER NEWS STAFF Fred Treadgold, Co-Sports Editor Fred Beckwith, Co-Sports Editor Roy Nelson, Art Editor Marjorie Major, Women’s Editor Janet Wagstaff, Assistant Editor Ted Goodwin Asst. Managing Editor 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. 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. “Only those who take leisurely what the peo ple are busy about can be busy about what the people of the world take leisurely.” —Chang Ch’ao, mid-17th century Chinese writer. • • • Jdeit We tyosufet “I think it can be stated as almost an historical truism that the greatest civilizations of history have been the best educated civilizations. And when I speak of education in this sense I do not have in mind what so many today claim as an edu cation, namely special training to do particular jobs.” 'J'HESE words of Wendell Willkie strike home to men and women who think of technical training as the greatest goal of modern education. We are told to become specialists. We are told “to get trained.” We are told to become proficient in some trade or profession. We think more and more in terms of engineering, math 100, advanced physics, and elementary analysis. The very fact that everyone recognizes the need for these subjects, especially in war, compounds the danger. Mr.'Will kie himself pointed out the necessity of technical training dur ing the war and after. But he also pointed out another signifi cant lesson from history. That the highest pinnacles of civil ization have been achieved by the cities and states most pro ficient in liberal arts. “The Greek cities,” he said, “conquered the eastern Mediterranean with the sword. But they conquer ed posterity with their minds.” * * * ''J'M I E Greeks built a great nation, partially because they had a practical knowledge of natural science, partially because they knew navigation and architecture. But even more, they knew how to live, how to analyze, how to think. The danger that we face now is that we forget how to live, how to analyze, and how to think; that we place education on an entirely practical plane. Now we are engaged in a prac tical war, and it demands practical training. But now, more than ever before, we must keep liberal education alive. If we do not, we might as well admit there is nothing finer in life than building tanks to destroy people and nations. And that is the Nazi doctrine. <AU 'em <Jla>id.. . . TlfF/VE hardly forgotten the taste of turkey and dressing and now midterms are looming close. A number of us haven’t been registered long enough to be well settled in class es and caught up with our work, but midterms are bearing down on us as though we had been here for a month and a half. Just as the work pile seems to be dwindling to a controllable size a new load is about to be dumped on it. It would be awfully easy to become discouraged now. Chances are that most of us will be in the service immedi ately this term ends; if you're going to be called anyway, why bother about hitting the books? What good will it (hi? Besides, there's more to be done than can possibly be caught up with. What's the use trying? It's our last term anyway, why not have a good time? 'Phis is an easy pattern of thought to fail into. And a dan gerous one. In the first place, no one is sure when he will be called until he is in uniform. Secondly, someone is paying for vour edu cation—or at least the greatest p,art of it—even though you may be meeting tuition fees lCXXe. Thirdly, you weren’t put in a reserve unless you were considered potential officer ma terial, and the armed forces are sick if they aren't staffed with officers who thrive on tough breaks. In short, the student who throws in the scholastic towel now is gyping himself, his state, and his country. He is a chis eler and a slacker and doesn’t belong on this campus. Hit the books! — J. J. M. By CHAS. POLITZ He once was an Independent, this lad. A big shot too, he said, as he pounded his head on the Falcon's stone fireplace to con vince himself of the fact. In matters political he espe cially distinguished himself, as his three brothers in Alcatraz had done before him. Loyal he was too, like the gum 'neath a library reference room table. Then lights glittered and little fairies came to court him from their house on the hill. He joined up and got the glob with jewels, and swore a sacred oath of full unceasing loyalty to house and brothers in these times of war, black Postum, and freshman pol itics. Who would think that this up standing, square-shooting epistle of Jack Armstrong would draw a leader of parties Independent into a corner behind the fraternity garbage pail, and whisper sweet “I am still an Independent at heart’s” into his well-washed ear. “My spirit is still with your cause,” he shyly insisted. “I do this because the true Independ ent blood surging through my veins cries out for recognition!” Nice fellow to be a brother of, that. Our typewriter at this point, curdled its keys and would not go on, and we cannot say we blame her, and . . . Long John drew his bowie knife and cut his grandmother’s left toe off up to the armpit ’cause only one so close deserved the honor. This story has nothing to do with persons living or residing in Greek houses and is a purely hy pothetical fantasy woven during a moment of fascination for the grotesque, of course. Post-War Problem The University of Southern California and University of Lou isiana debators in a non-decision debate advocated that a federal world union would shelf the post war difficulties of international cooperation. -—The Reveille -i= * * Don’t Give Up Students who aren't in the up per decile needn’t give up hope, according to James D. Page, psy chology clinic director at Tem ple university. Mr. Page found bright students because of bad study habits, home environment, and no goal in sight often kept them from obtaining better grades. The average stu dent often becomes a better lead er and student because of more normal habits and a strong de sire to succeed. —The Daily Californian. * * * War Orphans Some 30 English war orphans between the ages of 2 and 5 are being cared for by funds raised by the students, faculty members and townspeople at the Univer sity of Kansas. —University Daily Kansan. ‘’Stamp Out the Axis” When the poster pictures of Hitler and Hirohito are complete ly covered with war stamps, the motto, “Stamp Out the Axis," will be literally accomplished by the freshman class at the Univer sity of California. The war stamps will be turned over to the service men’s scholarship fund. —The Daily Californian. C. ©. fWMKS HOBBY HAS "SENT* MORE THAN! FORTY-FIVE .STUDENTS To ILLINOIS COLLEGE DURING THE LAST 25 YEARS/ HE INTERESTS YOUNG PEOPLE IN COLLEGE WORK .THEN SECURES REMUNERATIVE EM PLOYMENT TO MAKE IT POSSIBLE FOR THEM TO ATTEND. A LOCOMOTIVE ENGINEER.HE HAS NEVER LOANED OR GIVEN! MONEY TO HIS PROTEGES. f RESERVED FOR. C>UKE UNIV?^ TC--3T ~ -- BLONDE. attractive miss '* 00 CHAPMAN IS THE ONLY FEMININE COUEGE BASKETBALL COACH IN THE US. (MARTIN OOU.EGE.TCNN.) Puke university is located ON WHAT WAS ONCE A RACE • • • TRACK/ • • • AT^_ SECOnD GLflnCE By TED HARMON Paris Island, S. C. In Paramount’s smash hit, “Wake Island,’’ he lost his wife in the Jap sneak on Pearl Har bor and revenged her death by sinking a Nipponese battleship. In real life, MacDonald Carey traded his movie role as a marine aviator for that of a marine “boot” and is presently going through his basic training here. The rising young actor, with six pictures already to his credit, is anxious and eager to complete his seven-week indoctrination and continue on to officer’s school, but Carey faced a tough introduction to the marine corps. He was al ready known when he reported to active duty, especially to three striped sergeants, and they were ready to drown any outward rip ple of an actor’s temperament. But MacDonald proved that he was only a young and ambitious recruit like the other 72 men in his platoon, and made friends easily. The mere fact that he had been a screen star was not even known to his bunk buddies until the second week of training, because a short haircut can change the appearance of anyone, along with the acknowledged loss of civilian names and occu pations. Carey is six feet tall, weighs 180 pounds and has brown eyes and hair. He has a full rugged physique and teeth that literally sparkle when his tanned face parts into a smile. He is relative ly quiet and unassuming and needs coaxing to mention his for mer Hollywood habitats and ac quaintances. One evening, after a full day of drilling on the sand field, one of the drill instructors found the Iowa university graduate nurs ing several broken blisters cn his feet. “You might as well go to the sick bay,” the sergeant said, "and forget about drill tomorrow.” But Carey was back on the job the next morning despite his sore feet—and to continue with an other 14 hour day. That’s the kind of spirit and temperament that has made MacDonald Carey immensely popular and probably a four-star rating in his newest, greatest role. After graduation from Iowa university in 1935, Carey was restless and joined a road stock company. Tiring of traveling, he turned next to NBC for the “First Nighter” radio show as well as roles in numerous soap operas. It was this latter job that gave Carey the chance to play oppo site Gertrude Lawrence in “Lady in the Dark.” Successful on the New York stage, Hollywood beckoned and Carey made screen tests for Paramount. Passing these with flying colors, he was immediate ly rushed into “Dr. Broadway.” Then came “Wake Island,” “Take a Letter, Darling,” and uSts^J Spangled Rhythm.” Yet to be re leased are “Without a Shadow of a Doubt” and “Salute for Three.” Following his twin brothers into the service, MacDonald Car ey enlisted in the Marine Corps on the eve of his biggest career. He expects no favors and asks for none, although he is usually among the first to report for the daily mail call. It’s not fan mail that he’s after, but letters from his wife, Betty Hecksaker, who’s doing her part in the war effort, too. But like the rest of us here, Carey knows that there’s a job to do and although platoon ser geants don’t carry megaphones, he’s positive he’s going to play the biggest and most successful role yet. The other fellows c4 ^ Platoon 1107 heartily agree. Get a VARSITY SERVICE STATION Check Up 13th and Hilvard