Oregon W Emerald MARJORIE MAJOR Editor ELIZABETH EDMUNDS Business Manager Marjorie Young, Managing Editor Charles Politz, Associate Editor Joanne Nichols, Assistant Editor Shirley Lees, Advertising Manager Staff this issue: Edith Newton Wilma Foster Bill Lindley And the ARMY Pat Perry Jan Suttle Gladys Turley Scribes Betty Ann Stevens Vic Huffaker Bob Scott 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. Wkat Will 9t He like? One question is the big thing with' Oregon students this ' summer, whether ‘old’ or prospective. Former students remem ber the campus as it was maybe two years ago, last year they saw it change at first subtly, and then with a bang when that certain early morning train moved out of the Eugene station and took the enlisted reserve corps men with them. And so they want to know what is emerging from the list of rumors. They want to know what the campus will be like this fall. Prospective students, freshmen particularly, are wondering if perhaps the famous flavor of a college sampus is on the ration list, too. They want to know if courses are harder than •; before, or if they are unsuitable for their particular ambitions. ; They want an even clearer picture of things to come when ' the line forms on any available side at registration. T * * * * How many people will be here? Present estimates put the J figure near 2,000. Of these approximately 1,500 will he civilian 1 students. The rest will be the service men already in training ' as meteorologists and pre-engineers. Other groups may or may, ; not come. A great bulk of the student population, in any case, j will be servicemen. The changes the war brought: induction, emptier class | room, campus khaki, uncertainty—have already happened. 1 he campus has settled down to business. With a sense of direction j this time. And that is the difference we will notice this year. , A little more earnestness. A tendency to copy the steady ; study methods of the men in khaki. 1 The schedule of courses is the same one followed last year, t except that spring term will be longer. Speed-up courses in the wartime sense are not planned. However, summer sessions ' this year, and probably the next will allow the average student 1 to graduate within three years. Special courses which can be put to immediate use in the war effort were added last year ■; and arc well established in the scheme of things. But business ‘harder than usual’ is not effective seven days in any week. Socially, the campus will be brighter than it was last spring term, when a decided atmosphere of gloom made even a canoe ride on the mill race a little grim. Saturday nights will he large and as fine as collections of college students have always been able to make them. Def inite plans are ready which will make soldier-student dances welcome routine. This year, the series of concerts and lectures will be by no means ignored. In fact, plans which have reached advanced stages indicate double the amount of attractions and unus ually good box office candidates. * * * And there is the final question, important to all students— is this the campus I have planned for. I know there is more work to do, know the war has restricted and molded the ways in which college people live and think. Hut have the tradition, the memory-making things 1 am looking for, or remember, evaporated in the stern business of winning a war? I want to learn, I want to find out what I can do, and I want to know that my four years (or my remaining years) here will be full to the last minute with activities, fun, and the best of book-learning. Will I find these things? The answer, of course, is yes. As in peace years, the student who seeks, finds—without exception. If it is a period of four years in which to become acquainted with many worlds con densed into lectures and books, or whether it is your chance for full development in a line of work and the finding of that work—or if it is both, the answer is ‘yes’. In fact, the answer is more than ever ‘yes’. Learning, think ing, living with some kind of purpose is the rule, rather than the exception in these times. Colleges and universities all over the country have become for many the havens, not of retreat, but of preparation for the time when the last troop ship is dry-docked and mind power has the premium over force. AND IN ADDITION By CHARLES POLITZ Only similarity of the following to a. gossip column is that it pur ports to mention names of people presumably living — although at times we must admit the authen ticity of the statement is not prone to question. Word had it via Leland “Prole tariet’ Flatberg that Theodore Hallock, Oregon's eminent cham ber music critic and ex-unintelli gible column writer was about to marry Muriel Meyer, a former Oregon phenomenon—a brunette Alfalfee. Flatberg, reversing his former history exam technique, for once was right—but quickly. Saturday he said it, and Saturday without notifying Flatberg further they got married. All of which leaves Flatberg—still unmarried. And about Flatberg—he who has journeyed to his draft board so often that he is beginning to make like a troop train—he is sportswriting on the Oregonian. Dr. Edward Christian Allen Lesch will be surprised and happy to know that there is a grocery store named for him two blocks from the Portland municipal au ditorium and one block from the International Brotherhood of Boilermakers, Iron Shipbuilders, and Helpers of America. It is on the corner. Speaking of Ted Hallock—we i 1 did, didn't we. Ted just received his wings from the bombardier school at Doming, New Mexico, where it is hot all the time and they have dust storms and his barracks mate was Fred Gong, art editor of the Oregana until he was no longer art editor of the Oregana. Fred, you will remember if we remind you, was the winner of the American magazine's national youth art contest of a couple of years back. He was in town last week on 12-day leave. The grind at Deming is really tough he ex plained, and to support his con tention added that out of a class of 175 only 112 cross the finish line to receive the silver wings. The slightest twitching of the eyelashes, biting of fingernails, or any similar symptoms of nervous ness is sufficient to give you your “wash-out” papers. In addition your bombing average from 11,000 feet must be UNDER 230 feet from the target. 231 feet and you’re washed! Then there is love life. Nelda Rohrbach has been spending her time in Piedmont thinking about Lee. Lee has been spending his time in Portland thinking about Nelda. Ain’t concentration marvelous. What started all this thinking was the fact that Lee cut short his stay with Nelda’s parents in Piedmont because he expected to be called to Fort Benning any day. He returned to Portland where he has spent the last two months thinking and taking hi^ brothers and sisters to cowboj movies. He received his orders to report the other day. Oh, how hq must miss the cowboy movies. Betsy Wootton, she of the Dor^ othy Parker verse, but good, and Mark Howard, one of the two re-jj turning Sigma Delta Chis, will be married around the 15th of Sep kJite tember. This seems to be the thing to do nowadays. ~ Sally Spencer is doing nursery* work at Portland’s mammoth! Vanport project. All you kiddie;* who wish to get under nurse* maid’s hair be informed that hew real name is Sara. 1 Nancy Reisch, last year’s stu5 dent body vice-president who wej thought lived in Salem but whd lives in Portland was last seen in Hilaire’s sipping a coke, which i^ not unusual except that it was chocolate coke. She has since fin-i ished same. * Just for the novelty of spelling out a boy’s name on the typewrit er may we mention that we* I 1 Bill Sinnott waiting for a su*. car last week. This is rather an ordinary thing to do but Bill does it rather more expertly than most of us. Bill was just here on sab-; (Please turn to page three) 'agent* SfH* It. 5 s sells Official store for Vogue and Mademoiselle