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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 20, 1943)
Oregon® Emerald RAY 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 Davit, Russ Smelser. Dwayne Heathman Connie Fullmer, Circulation Manager. Lois Claus, Classified Advertising Man ager. Elizabeth Edmunds, National Advertis ing Manager. Member Associated Cblle6iate 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. • • ClaM. 'U6 S'pisut PRESIDENT Hank Doeneka and his freshman class officers are right on their toes to rouse a little class of ’46 spirit fol lowing Saturday night’s Oregon-Washington basketball game. Doeneka will propose a freshman dance in Gerlinger hall to the student affairs committee at its meeting today. The get-together dance would cost but 15 cents per person, a small sum for arousing a class spirit at the University. Only question is whether it should be an all-freshman party or one open also to other classmen dating freshmen. Class spirit is one tradition that can well be revived at Oregon, and the post-game dance is one sure way of accom plishing it. University of California and other large schools have been able to keep a strong class spirit alive despite attend ance growth, and there is little reason why the same could not be said for Oregon. * * * 'I'llE sophomore beard is one tradition which outlived the senior moustache and frosh-soph tug of wars. With so many freshmen traditions (guarding and painting the “O”, the frosh bonfire, etc.) out for at least the duration, it’s one posi tive step forward to start a few new ones. That freshman officers have been in office less than one week and that they are already thinking in terms of a remodel ed class spirit is all the more to their credit. A class dance, plus a few school songs, plus later all-class get-togethers can go far in reviving the old Oregon tradition. More power to Doeneka and his freshmen for recognizing a need and stepping in promptly to do something about it. Nice QoitUf, Qisilb . . . 'J'WENTY-TWO thousand seven hundred ninety-two feet of wire left lire University campus this week, but it’s go ing where it will be put to a much better use than ever before, ft went (in the form of 6216 metal .coat hangers) to Camp Adair for the 35,000 soldiers up there. Credit for the collection should go principally to Betty Bevil who so ably headed the drive, to Marian Shaeffer, to Mary Riley, to Ardis Jenson, and to Betty Ann Stevens. These five sophomore women headed a drive which from collections on and around the University campits, more than tripled the entire quota asked for the whole of Lane county. The drive lasted three days, Thursday, Friday and Satur day of last week and evidence of its success may be observed by anyone dropping by the YMCA bungalow. The hangers arc stacked on the balcony just outside the door of Len Barde’s war board domain. Those hangers, lying there, are mute witnesses to a great many hours of hard, unhailed work. Of listings and telephone calls, of arguments and pleadings. They are evidence of five girls who think an awful lot of this country of ours and who are willing- to give up a big slice of their time and effort to make life a little easier for the men who are protecting it. This is the type of spirit we Americans boast of. We do things because we want them done. And we get them done. The five girls won’t get much credit for their job, but they should know that the campus realizes how hard they worked and that we’re proud of them. I know it’s a corny way to end an editorial, but 1 just can’t help saying . , . Nice going, you five. —G. D. W. Among the things we hear about but never expect to see is the story of the man who forgets his date. There were two perplexed dancers at the ball Saturday, The first a girl whose man forgot she was with him for about a half hour and the second a man who remembered — sud denly. NO COLLEGE HAD A PHYSICIAN ON ITS STAFF UNTIL AMHERST APPOINTED DR. JOHN W HOOKER IN 1859/ uf- fc.Vfc.lt7 LULLtfat i lUUfcN I IN IHfc COUNTRY BOUGHT JUSTONE *25.22. WAR BOND, rr WOULD AMOUNT TO ENOUGH MONEY TO BUY .5000 MACHINE GUNS! All city oolle6e of new york BUILDINGS ARE CONNECTED BY • • • TUNNELS • One person in forty IS A COLLEGE OR UNIVERSITY ALUMNUS / (APPROXIMATELY 3'/» million) ! I Cover the Campusj By FRED BECKWITH Four hours of “A” in physics, a date with Rita Hayworth, two year deferment from the army, “C” rationing cards, no eight o’clocks, five dollars in your pocket — ARE THERE SUCH THINGS? .... . . . This is war and so beginning today, your columnist will knock out this drivel five days a week . . . Jeffrey, an aspirin, please . . . Mary Bush, the cute li’l Kappa has done it again! Yep, it’s a new pin and she got it from Bill George of the Sigma Nu clan. You can hear the song from here—it’s the “D.U. Blues” . . . Helen Holden has narrowed the field down and things are look ing up for G. Dune . . . Keep pitchin’ lad . . . Scoop! That mad dog that has been bowling over little children and professors alike, is none oth er than "Butch,” the ferocious canine that frequents the abode next to the Sig Ep house . . . In cidentally the latter fraternity date-rationing idea has now caught on with Associated Press and U.P. . . . More Miracles Miracles will never cease . . . Phi Delt Frank Watkins has a profound dislike for all radio hor ror shows . . . He hates to hear blood and gore over the air-waves. Patty Van Noosca, that news making Fee, hauls down more exclamations today. She is now a proud possessor of an airplane propellor, said gift being sent her by her boy friend . . . Besides this, she is spending her time once a week in taking a group of thirty little Brownies, (Girl Scouts to you, chum) out for a day of entertainment . . . Close Contest Fijis and ATOs are waging a hot contest to see who can get the most men in the infirmary. . . . Bob Peckham of Alpha hall is taking an important West Point exam in Portland next month . . . Alan Meier has been tabbed the most popular man in the dorms these days, despite the fact that he put the touch to ev erybody in that vicinity for mon ey five minutes before his Senior Ball date. Jawn Mathews was steeped in boredom on his trip home from Portland the other night when an acquaintance tapped him on the shoulder, introduced him to a beautiful brunette, and offered him a food sack of fried chicken, toll house cookies and shining red (Please turn to page three) “Cadettes” Three Syracuse coeds have registered in Curtiss-Wright’s en gineering course at Pennsylvania State college. The course consists of 10 months training in chemis try, physics, mechanical drawing and mathematics. ■—Syracuse Daily Orange Post-War Talk Interested students at Indiana university will register for a two day conference on inter-American affairs. War and post-war prob lems in the Americas will be dis cussed. —Indiana Daily Student ^'niiiutiMiiiiiiiuiimiimmiiiiiKimmuimimiimiiiiuiuiuiranmiiiiiiimiiiiimiimmiiiiKi! --—* Between The Lines By ROY PAUL NELSON I wonder if it would be violat ing government restrictions if I were to come out bluntly and say it is cold. I hope not, for I intend to come out bluntly and say it is cold. It is cold'. Last night on the sleeping porch it was cold. Yesterday at drill it was cold. Not too Most of the corporals format warm enough to take off then overcoats to display their chev rons. Girl Talks One girl had this to say about the weather yesterday. I quote: “Brrr.” I met a kid from down the street and we stepped into the Lemon “O” for a luke-warm coke. "Cold enough for you?” he asked, somewhat tritely. I told him it was. I told him it was so cold earlier that morning that I had to button up my shirt. Anti-Freeze And still these women hoof it from class to class with legs as bare as a candy counter. Like a senior told me—I guess Oregon women just aren’t cold. I’ll wager some of these men—say the ones from down by the mill race and the ones from up by the libe—were a lit tle disappointed in the outcome of the nickel hop a few days ago. Winning that cup would have made good rushing bait. But a girl’s co-op came out ahead. The Facts Maybe you would like to hear the story behind that coming out party. It all started when a group of Independents became riled over a political move executed by the Greeks in the freshman elections. They saw the effect of a group of houses as a unit. And so the three men’s co-ops and the three women’s co-ops ex tended their cooperative nature from the economic to the so<^^. The Greeks were, according disgrutled source, fed some of their own medicine. Cooperation Hilyard was chosen to win the cup. The other two women’s houses “cooperated” and the men's houses spent a good deal of their time there that night. Kirk wood was chosen to be “Wolf King” at the same time but the Theta Chis, in the meantime, were doing some “planning” of their own. (Please turn to Page Seven) lummmmiimiimmiiimuiiinimiiiiiiimiiiiiiimimiiiiiimiimnimiiimimitimmiiiiims ]:!!!i!iniii;!::!?nimuiiHiiiHni!iiimin!!iim Mildte i 'WiUcut SfUel . . . Mrs. Sarah Dickason She has recently been made as sociate editor of Harpers Bazaar. All of which is vei’y exciting for Mrs. Sarah C. Rorer Dickason, '29, but confusing to the casual biographer who discovers she re ceived her degree from the Uni versity in the field of education. That accomplished, she evident ly complacently abandoned teach ing for the interesting occupation of traveling around the world. Within a year of her graduation Sarah Rorer had become Mrs. Deane Dickason, moved to New York and completed a 22,800 mile trip around the world in the order named. That finished she immediately set out on another round the world trip with her husband, younger sister Emma jane Rorer, and her parents. When they were married Hus band Dickason was identified as an importer of oriental and semi precious stones—but was soon bitten by the travel bug and be came cruise lecturer for the Mat son liner “Malolo.” Then Mrs. Dickason really traveled. Mixing business with her avo cation, the former campus Kap pa Alpha Theta, became travel consultant on clothes for Bonwit Teller Co., New York City. This led to her present position on the Harpers Bazaar staff. Smooth, well-groomed and -A tractive—as are the women gloW fied in the pages of “Harpers", Sarah Rorer Dickason has proven that it is possible to get some where by going around in circles •—that is if they’re global circles.
