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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 20, 1943)
By CHAS. POLITZ
Sally Elizabeth (which is prob
ly not her middle name) Hand
probably the only fan dancer
the world who can tell off
lor jokes with an English ac
nt. Isn’t one enough!
here the question lies unan
ered. But Sally, she does not.
he “girl”—(use of the afore
entioned feminine noun being
the same category as classify
g^Tiilonty Woolley as an adoles
nt) who was the “rage of 3
it cunt ’em) world’s fairs” is still
ai it. Nothing but a Jap invasion
an offer of a job with the OWI
n stop the queen of the fans,
ibbles and what have you.
Young womanhood and Miss
nd have long since parted, but
lly still manages to keep in
You may well ask why we are
prompted to write on this sub
ject. Why don’t you? . . . Inquis
itive, aren’t you! In that case we
lust feel more or less obligated
[ explain our reasons to you.
lUall started like this. Jantzen
fdach, Portland’s “million dol
lar playground” which probably
didn’t cost more than a couple of
rndred thousand decided to
[age a rodeo. Chief among the
latured attractions was one
lonte Montana and Co., trick
jder, roper, connoisseur of good
jlsner, and husband of Sally
| Whether signing Mr. Montana
(which is also the name of a
, tate) means that his wife is
t irown in for good measure or
f lat signing Miss Rand means
t tat hubby is brought along to
c re for the spare ostriches and
1 f/fjjfe- a spot on the companion
f ature just to keep him happy
v e oon’t know. We care less—
h ivng our own ration books to
b itter our brains against in our
s lai e time.
The truth of the matter proba
t y is that Jantzen’s orchestra
v ere drawing like Italians to a
3 ascisti picnic, and the “powers
t lat be “thought that a touch of
t le “rage” of 3 (count ’em)
v orld’s fairs” would do much to
£ [lay the necessity of applying
t i Henry Kaiser for swing shift
v ork tt is winter.
}The first we saw or heard of
other than the fact that
1 n announcement had been in
t le papers every day for three
v eeks preceding, was the appear
a ace of Mr. Montana and Co. at
t le Kaiser yards (yes, we work
fir him too). He arrived during
1 inchtime and spent most of the
t me telling the workers that his
»rife would drop in on them two
qays hence. The rest of the time
i^as spent winking at a woman
welder who did not look the least
bit like a relative.
The better part of the morning
of the two days hence was spent
“imdiscussing” steel, ships and
production and discussing Sally
and what she was going to wrear.
The size of the crowd evinced a
unanimity of opinion that the
latter would be very little. Frank •
Sinatra, in polka-dotted bow tie,
and Betty Grable, in white tight
shorts and V-necked cashmere
sweater, could hardly have made
7 ships wiggle loose from their
ways and waddle up toward the
mold loft at the sound of the 1
What did Sally wear ? Too
much. A tailored print suit and
a hat that most closely resem
bled a sugar scoop after the bat
tle of Attu island.
What did Sally talk about ? Her
husband—and why don't you
come and see him and while
you’re there don’t forget to drop
in on me when I'm not so weight
ed down with clothes and things
and such. Then she told some
jokes the Daughters of the
American Revolution would not
deem altogether fitting and prop
She also talked about war
Alter sucn a personal invita
tion we could not resist accept
ing. So the next night we took
our grandmother to the show.
Sally was preceded by six
dancing girls who emerged in
gauze gowns to the strains of
the Anniversary waltz and sud
denly on no provacation broke
into a palsied frenzy to the
ccreeching of Bugle Call Bag,
then just as suddenly relapsed
into the waltz motif. This sudden
metamorphosis was some kind of
a signal, no doubt, for the cur
tains parted and a pair of fans
with a bit of foot exposed
emerged bathed in a blue light
that would have completely hid
den Hamburg from the RAF.
The pair of fans immediately
went into the dance of the same
name powered by some hidden
force concealed in their nether
They flew from one end of the
stage to the other looking no
doubt for something they dropped
the night before. The pace be
came so furious that we became
convinced (grandmother and our
self) that the fans had been re
jected by the air corps and were
furiously trying to prove their
worth by making like a B-19.
The theory of an onlooker in
the next breathing channel that
the fans were trying to make
like Don Quixote and the wind
fill all in one seemed quite as
As time went by (without the
benefit of Humphrey Bogart and
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The meaning of the above “surrealorania” is n) doubt non-apparent before—and probably even after
you have read its related column below. But do nob worry. The author is busy figuring it out.
Ingrid Bergman) the blue light
developed into a dense blue fog,
the music softened and slowed
and a sparsely clad figure
stepped from behind the fans and
assumed an artistic pose, and
vanished behind a curtain.
Who was it?
Gosh, we don’t know.
We and grandmother are still
wondering and pondering the
question, “Did it have a face?”
Striving for the best education that will fit you to make a worth while
contribution to a war weary world—undoubtedly is uppermost in your minds.
Winning the Peace, is something more than empty words—it means knowing
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of world portent with sure and unfailing judgment.
Higher education and a 'sincere desire for truth and knowledge will help
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