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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 27, 1943)
■Ullllllllllil Emerald RAY SCHRICK, Editor; BETTY BIGGS SCHRICK, Business Mgr. G. Duncan Wimpress, Managing Editor; Marjorie Young, News Editor; John J. Mathews and Ted Bush, Associate Editors Advertising Managers: John Jensen, Cecil Sharp, Shirley Davis, Russ Smelser. Dwayne Deathman Connie Fullmer, Circulation Manager. UPPER BUSINESS STAFF Lois Claus, Classified Advertising Man ager. Elizabeth Edmunds, National Advertis ing Manager. Member Associated Golle6iate 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 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, holiday* and final examination periods by the Associated Students, University of Oregon. Entered as second-class matter at the postoffice. Eugene, Oregon._ cZpAJze a Rutnosi. . . npIIF, war-time sequel to monopoly, jig- saw puzzles, and trip A oly hit the campus this week. It is the latest in games, and in addition to being fun is of all-out benefit to the \\ ai effort.” The game does not have a name as yet, but that has no effect on the joy of playing it. Quite handily, it does not re quire a card table, $1500 in paper money, or a 20-page book of instructions. Also quite handily, it can be played by two, three, four, five, six or any number of players. It does not interfere with a coke date or any ordinary boy-meets-girl con versation. The best part of all, you can insure that you will be winner every game. It runs like this: Walking into the Side, some male student runs into a friend (either man or woman) or maybe it is five or six friends. They talk for a while, then pretty soon someone starts the game by exclaiming, “Say, have you heard: Reserves are being called out today. The ERC is going to such-and-such a place by Fri day ; the navy is going to this-or-that base Tuesday, and the air corps is going into immediate training on the mud flats next to Hayward field.” * * * rpHIS starts the game, and it is the “opening for the prospec A tive winner. “Is that truth or rumor?” Whereupon he re ceives the reply, “Oh that’s the truth!” Then’s the time to march in for the kill: “Who said it?” Three words; that's all you need. Then comes the answer, “Well, I was just walking across the campus two minutes ago, following two fellows. One of them said he had just heard from a friend at Oregon State who is cousin to an Oregon woman, who goes with some re servist on this campus, who saw an army and navy man on the campus last month who (he thought) saw Carl Kossack— and doesn’t it all add up?” Your answer is, “No. Stop spreading rumors.” And the game is safely won. With the number of rumors floating rife, there is no end of contestants. Aside from the spirit of win ning, additional prizes are being arranged for winners. Dr. Kossack would gladly give the Distinguished-Rumor Spiking Cross to any student “shooting down” 10 rumors in action. 9tr4> a fll/<ime*ir4> WanJA. . . “WOMEN l"'11 Top Five Bruin Posts” yelled headlines of ’ ’ the UCLA daily January 14. Between the lines of the announcement reads the story of war’s effect on campus activi ties. A woman editor, a woman managing editor, and other women sub-editors monopolize Bruin editorial positions. The Emerald has not had to make the precarious jump to a woman sports editor as yet, but more and more women are “coming into their own" on the paper. To date, with enlisted reserves not called, the Emerald has lost one managing edi tor, one news editor, a sports editor, an associate editor, three city editors, a night editor, and an assistant managing editor directly to fighting forces. These are men in key positions, outside of miscellaneous reporters or general staff members. * * * “YX^OMEN are stepping into copy desk and night staff editors positions, which in the old days of peace were considered “jobs for the men.” Marjorie Young has taken over the heavy news editors' position for winter term. Changes taking place on Bruin and Emerald staffs are typical of those taking place in all activities at war. The changes that have come, too, are only the beginning. Woman’s fight for equality fostered so painfully and so slowly by Susan B. Anthony and other women leaders, is no longer a question of “if.” It is being forced upon them—and rapidly—by the war. There are opportunities for women on the Emerald as never before. Just as they keep production lines rolling war, it will fall their job to keep the Emerald and curtailed campus activities alive as reserves are called. "It's a Woman's World" has outlived the realm of wishful thinking. By LYNN JOHNSON Out of the vague hints and ru mors of the past few days has finally come the report of one of the most important meetings of the war. President Roosevelt and Prime Minister Churchill have just ended a 10-day conference in Casablanca at which they served notice to the Axis that they could expect nothing in the way of a negotiated peace. These two Allied leaders have pledged the resources of the world to the complete and uncon ditional surrender of Germany, Italy, and Japan, and the destruc tion of their power to make w’ar. The communique issued after the meeting disclaimed any in tent to harm the Axis peoples when victory is attained, but an nounced a firm resolve that never again would they be allowed to threaten the peace of the world. Although invited, Joseph Stalin did not attend the conference, de clining for the reason that he is directing the present Russian of fensive and was unable to leave the country. Both Stalin and Gen eral Chiang Kai-Shek were kept informed of the progress of the meeting, however. Another, more local, phase of the meeting was the accomplish ment of a meeting between Gi raud and DeGaulle on the French North African political set-up. As a result of this meeting the two French leaders announced that they were in full accord on their war aims, and with few excep tions, had ironed out their politi cal differences. It appears evi dent that Roosevelt and Church ill exerted considerable pressure upon the two factions to end their bickering and devote themselves to a unified effort to liberate France. While the future aims of the United Nations were being dis cussed in North Africa, Allied armies were busy hastening the day when those aims may be realized. Germany’s position in Russia is becoming more and more serious as the winter of fensive continues to thrust out new encircling tentacles. The fall of Tripoli ended any (Please turn to page six) ^illllllllJIlllllUllllllllllllllllllJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlUIll ii;imiiHiimiitKKmiiniimnninmnimniimiHHiminuminfiiHmnniHmiiinniiniHiHHiHmnminuiiiiiiiinHminiminninium»«iimuininuimniiiiiiimiiinintinnnniuiiiai>^ C I Cover the Campus By FRED BECKWITH ... It sez here. The truth is, I cover the covers. . . . Here we are smack in the middle of the week, and time is still flyin’ faster than you can say mid-term .... By way of the grapevine, and a special battery of carrier niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiminmii pigeons, we uuiu : Bill Loud, Beta, is still seeing a lot of Fee Carolyn Loud. No relationship there, although spell ing of names is the same. He calls her “Grandma” .... . . . Two of the lovelier fresh men women were down at the train depot the other day when the Portland special rolled in. They couldn’t resist the tempta tion, so they pulled out with the City of Roses rattler . . . The Jones-Russell affair is colder than the weather outside. MEMORIES: The time the Sig ma Chis mill-raced Phil Burco, and discovered to their chagrin, that he couldn’t swim . . . The time that red-headed activity man tumbled down the steps of his fra ternity house and fractured his head . . . The time the Fijis went into the barber business . . . Dick Jurgens’ band at Jantzen Beach . . . Summers at Seaside . . . The Reid Farrell - Elaine McFarlane combination, still a strong one . . . When Pat Longfellow was the rage of the freshman class . . . The song-hit, “Let There Be Love” . . . Jimmy Newquist, billed as the greatest athlete ever to come out of the state of Washington . . ., Ted Loud's classic comment on the Oregon varsity football squad in their game at Corvallis: “Our team's all wet!” . . . Beta Ken Jackson who has been aced out of three sorority leagues by a certain smooth junior .... Personality girl of the week: Kappa Claire Demmer. Brownette cf the week: Fee Peggy Gardner. Poem of the Week Here’s to Errol, Gene, and Fran Out of the fire into the pan Here today, gone tomorrow, Some with joy, some with sorrow. The public may worry, start to fret But this trio will get out of it yet. Shoe-clad Errol may have had his fun, He’ll wind up attraction number one. Krupa’s the boy, the jitterbugs know, They can’t stop him; he’ll keep up the show. (Please turn to page six) 3 i , Mildred WiUo*t <>fue4. ... John MacGregor' “If you ever go to New York—look up John MacGregor, ’23.” That’s the advice that has been dished out to University of Oregon graduates for the last 15 years—concerning “an attor ney who plays the part of thoughtful godfather to bewildered Oregon alums new to New York,” as the alumni magazine Old Oregon chronicled in 1935. The fact that MacGregor has attained considerable success in his law profession is quite over shadowed by his accomplishments as No. 1 Oregon booster and of ficial “bell ringer’’ for Manhat tain alums. Part of his success as an out standing Oregon booster can be traced to his campus career which climaxed in a blaze of presiden cies—he headed both his frater nity, Alpha Tau Omega, and the entire student body, John Mac Gregor's class of ’23 (to which he is particularly loyal) claims credit as being the first class to start student union agitation. Over $100 in subscriptions was donated by his graduating group. With his BA degree in econom ics tucked figuratively under his arm, MacGregor migrated to the Columbia school of journalism where he received his law degree in 1926. From then cn life was a succession of advances up the le gal ladder—and a whirl of ar ranging social functions for Ore gonians. Most every alum who visits Gotham writes back, as did Ver non Motschenbacher, “I had a nice visit with John MacGregor, ’23, and have already met a num ber of Oregon men here.” Or as did Clyde Fillmore, famous Broadway actor, ‘‘John Mac (Please turn to page six) o Between The Lines By ROY PAUL NELSON GRADUATION EXERCISES in Portland high schools were post poned last week. The snow, you know. But who gives a Bonne ville about graduation exercises in Portland high schools? Ray Cook from Campbell went home last weekend to see someone graduate . . . He ain't happy . . . Doug “The Brush” Millican, that recent hermit who came out and the exploits of whom you read last week, thinks Connie Wilson of Hen hall looks like Lana Turner . . . The kid has changed . . . He sits around read ing the dispatches on the Flynn case without batting an I , , ,. someone asked Duke Wied' jif he read one of those news items the other day . , . Duke said he read it twice. Speaking of Clams Pi Kap J. Gilbertson has his pin on one of the Motley twins of Susie . . . Just which one I am not prepared to say . . . Canard, “The House of Characters,” leads the campus in the number of SDX pledges with three . . . Two, not counting “Clam” , . . Some of the followers of the "Clam” might be interested to learn that he has finally got on the boat with the Pi Phi . , , What price, clam shovels. Ex-Theta Chi Prexy Jim Frost returned to the campus in uni form, and slushed promptly up to the Dee Gee house. tugger, f irst class Sig Ep Ferd Reinke, accor to the story, shook hands Tfftth the Father as he left a Newman club meeting . . . “Be good,” was Reinke’s farewell address . . . “Irish” Carl Backstrom got a taste of gorilla warfare when a little kid sneaked up and heaved a chunk of ice in his face . . . Bruised and bleeding, Backstrom staggered into the house and told the story of the attack. Freshman Ray Currier not only broke an Oregon tradition but also his houscbfothers over at Omega hall when he seated him self in the female rooting sec tion at Saturday’s game ... He picked up a little over five bucks on a house wager ... A “pigger” chant volleyed forth from the male rooters, and some Theta Chis, anxious to hold their Re cently-acquired title, boui^/d over and removed the Flynn-like intruder . . , After the story of the bet was known they let him go back with their blessings . . . Later some letterman “suggest ed” that he retire to his own sec tion, and Mr. Currier obliged . . . But he got the dough. Goodbye, Oregon Whoever it was who said: “A woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke,” didn't know any Tri Delts ... A soph omore at drill got a demerit for not shaving, and his excuse was that his watch was fast . . . That 5 o'clock shadow . . . One of fte houses on the campus has a cook who’s a bit queer . . . “Don’t touch the cockroach powder,” warned a table waiter, as she went downstairs for some salt. Yesterday I heard some ru (Please turn to page six)