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MARJORIE MAJOR
EDITOR
ELIZABETH EDMUNDS
BUSINESS MANAGER
MARJORIE YOUNG
Managing Editor
ARLISS BOONE
Advertising Manager
Charles Politz, Joanne Nichols
Associate Editors
Shirley Stearns, Executive Secretary
Anae Craven, Assistant Managing Editor
Pvt- Bob Stephensen, Warren Miller,
Army Co-editors
Bill Lindlcy, Staff Photographer
Carol Greening, Betty Ann Stevens,
Co-Women’s Editor’s
Carol Cook, Chief Night Editor
Published daily during the college year except Sundays, Mondays, and holidays and
Anal examination periods by the Associated Students, University of Oregon.
Entered as second-class matter at the postoffice, Eugene, Oregon. _
Tonight at 9:30 ...
Everybody’s got a date tonight. It’s maybe not the best
time in the world—but fellas, that’s when you get out, remem
ber?
If you want to find out who goes where, turn to the front
page, what we have to say about this evening open house hasn t
much to do with that.
Practically everyone has worked on this ‘deal.’ Soldier stu
dents on the coordinating committee, and the executive com
mittee had the final say. They figured tonight’s pocket edition
dance was the best immediate chance for beautiful friendships.
The best thing about it that it is fairly well developed and
planned. Each group of men has a definite place to go, the girls
expect them. Shades of the old Bunion Derby.
The worst that can be said about it is that it was whipped
up in practically no time at all. That’s nobody’s worry though
now that the house schedule is figured out.
Soldier representatives and civilian student officers seem to
be finding out what the score is. The soldier’s time schedule is
one inflexible thing, University customs and rules fall into the
same line. But it appears the committees are getting the puzzle
pieces into shape.
—M.M.
About Face...
The Saturday open house was a flop and a success.
The former allegation refers to the affair from the point of
attendance by the fellows in whose honor the open house was
given—the soldier students. They didn’t come. Now we know
that they couldn’t come.
The success side of the declaration treats of the girls. This is
no attempt to become a kow-towing fairy godmother to man’s
second-best friends, as those who venture further will discover.
But “credit where credit is due” can be a truth as well as a prov
erb.
Not only did the girls come (be it known, of course, that
they had to be there and didn’t have to go anywhere to get
there), but they showed an attitude entirely different from that
of previous years.
The girls showed a sincere desire that the open house be a
success. They tried their utmost to make it one. And they were
disappointed when that success did not materialize.
Here was their chance to prove untrue some, not too com
plimentary statements that had been hurled against them.
That they succeeded in part is evidenced by the statements of
the men who attended the affair.
For the first time the girls really wanted those aching ten
dons on the back of heels that have stood the strain of two hours
continuous dancing; wanted to ask the same inane “and where
did YOU come from” questions that form the advance recon
aissance of get-acquainted strategy ; wanted the imprints on toes
of other toes that in no way resemble those of F. Astaire.
Saturday there were three Theta members, not pledges,
standing on their lawn begging for a man to come in and join
the hen party; wondering if they should go down to the Side
to ask a few. That is revolution. Thetas are not like that.
The Kappas had their best candidates for dentistry awards
stationed at the green screen door, waiting anxiously for the
many males who did not come. The Alpha Chis had an attend
ant in uniform, if skirt and sweater may be considered a uni
form, peering through the “speakeasy slot” in their front door
to give advance warning of a man’s approach.
The DCs had only one table of bridge in the front room of
Mt. Vernon, and enough glamor in the front hall to attract the
man in the moon on his day off. The perennially vivacious Pi
Phis again dispelled the contentions of sister organizations
that men do not like to be cut in on.
And so it went, all down the line. Space alone forbids men
tion of all the plcase-’em schemes devised bv the co-ops, sorori
ties, and dorms'alike.
The girls really "showed.
If such a sincere attitude toward making the student sol
diers feel at home is continued on the part of Oregon’s feminine
“element” those boys and the entire University will have a very
successful and enjoyable year to look back on.
—C.P.
A Frosh Speaks
By EVA HEDRICK
Freshman
Every night the same old thing:
We poor miserable waifs, are
shoved bodily up the back stairs
to our rooms when the dates ar
rive. WHY can’t we see what a
man looks like ? How do they ex
pect up to act when we get out
in life and have to confront these
strange creatures of the oppo
site gender. I can see it now, we
will be going up to “them” and
saying: “You man?—me wom
an!”—How about that?
Frenzy Is a State
Now that I have gotten myself
worked up to this state of frenzy
I shall devlve into another morbid
morsel—
Eery waking hour when we are
unlucky enough not to have a
safe class to seek sanctuary in,
we are but gently heaved into a
vault known as the study room at
the libe (we freshmen are still
unsophisticated^ calling it the
“library.”)
A few are lucky enoughr to sit
by a window and are able to
breathe with comparative ease.
I always seem to be happily req
uisitioned to a dank musty cor
ner. Never daunted, I am work
ing on an idea whereby I will be
able to breathe through an ex
pandable reed.
I Laugh No More
I laughed when they told me
to practice a "Cinder Annie” act
with a mop and pail, but now the
laugh is on the other foot. How
laughs get on feet, we will never
know.
My mop and I are constantly
disagreeing because when I want
to go one way, it wants to go
somewhere else. I have to watch
it when the argument becomes
too bitter (as arguments with
mops often do) or I usually get
a sound belt on the shins from its
more indignant extremity.
I have been sounding off, but
bravely, so maybe I had better
crawl back in my little hole and
think this out.—I’ll take my
cracker with cheese this time,
please.
A Blip. oj the JUty
By PEG HEITSCHMIDT and BOBBI BEALER
Open House was loads of fun, huh? That’s the kind of pep
we like to see, fellas!—too bad so many of the gals were away
at home last week-end*-but that problem can be solved with
an encore.
How about that Pi Phi picnic last weekend? All the happy
hikers returned with that horrible plague better known as poison
oak.
Delta Gamma divulged Mar
guerite Losli’s engagement to a
Chicago man this week. And Phi
Delt Rog Wiley has been down
two weekends in a row to date
Mary Ellsworth before he departs
for Victory. With him has come
“Dutch” Simmons of the same
house. Then there’s the one about
the two Betas—Jack Warrens and
George Blake—who visit Deegee
Ginny Howard quite frequently.
News of visitors and who is
doing what is always intriguing,
especially to the feminine read
er. Bob Ferris, Phi Delt, has a
smooth job with Pan-American
airways in Portland now, we
hear. Bob Tramp, Sigma Chi,
and now with the army air corps,
is visiting our fair grounds for a
week, and he really looks tops.
Wally Borrevik, also Sigma Chi,
drifted into the Side the other
eve looking chipper as ever.
Smooth Mechanics
Seen with Tri-Delt Pat Bow
ers on various and sundry occa
sions is Bob Rath, a smoothie
from the engineers.
From various sources, we dis
cover that Art Hosfeldt, Sigma
Chi, is expected down this week
end, all of which gladdens the
heart of Theta Teddy Nicolai
considerably.
Glad tidings and pealing bells
for DG’s Mickey Mitchell and Pi
Kap Jimmy Richmond who took
the decisive leap Saturday, Oc
tober 2.
Mueller Escapes
Bob Hope, Phi Delta Theta,
leaves the campus maidens with
tears in their eyes, as he pre
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“The Daily Californian” reports
that 400 students of the Univer
sity of California will work as
extras in a mi ie to be filmed in
Oakland. All students except
freshman women, who were
banned because of rulings by
their living organizations, are al
lowed to work at the location.
* * *
“The average college girl
wastes thirty-one hours each
week,” according to Mrs. Lottie
Kirby, associate dean of women
at Indiana university. A panel
discussion of personal adjustment
was held and several coeds offered
suggestions for utilizing pre
cious time by making out a strict
work-and-play schedule and fol
lowing it daily.—Indiana Daily
Student.
* * •
Last week’s exchange con
tained a note concerning a wom
an being sent to college by her
son. Santa Ana Junior college
has two mother and daughter
teams who are entering college
this fall. One mother with two
daughters for classmates is ma
joring in psychology and history;
the other mother and daughter
team is a music and English ma
jor.-El Don, SAJC.
* * *
“It shall be unlawful for any
person to locate or maintain a
cemetery or burial ground for
any purpose of burying any hu
man body, or the burying of any
human body, within three-quar
ters of a mile of the University.
Each person shall be guilty of a
gross misdemeanor for each and
every offense.”—This is a direct
quote from the University of
Minnesota Book of Rules.
* * *
A free photo lab will be open
for servicemen exclusively on the
University of Minnesota campus.
Provided reservations are made
in advance. The men may devel
op their snapshots four days a
week.
* * *
Students at Minnesota may
borrow records from a lending li
brary stocked with a complete
selection of classical and popular
pieces. Six records are . the
limit to one person at one
time. Fee statements must be pre
sented and there is a five-day
limit on all records. A fine of
five cents per day is charged
when records are kept overtime.
If the record is damaged com
pletely the student must pay the
complete cost. Both students and
service men are invited to take
advantage of the facilities of the
library.—Minnesota Daily, U. of
M., October 7.
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Thrilling! Exciting!
'Destroyer'
Edward G. Robinson
Glen Ford
Marguerite Chapman
pares to join Uncle Sam’s fodpes.
Deltman- Bob “pre-med” Mueller
is buzzing around la campus, hav
ing recently escaped from the in
firmary.
Among old Oregon students
noted at Saturday’s naval dance
at Willamette U. were Montez
Moreland, last year’s Hendricks
hall glamour girl, and old steady
Jack Hannam, Sig Ep, and now
a naval V-12-er.
Call ’Em Nuptials
Mary Jane Terry, Pi Phi, has
announced her engagement to
Bill Rodman, a Eugene real es
tate man, and Oregon grad. Nice
set up! Also engaged is Harry
Miller, last year’s Sig Ep prexy,
to a li’l red-headed gal from Kan
sas City university. And some
real news for those who are going
to Portland the 23rd is the mar
riage on that day of Jean Dan
iels, Theta, to Sigma Chi Bob
Curtis.
Once again, ye olde PeMian
Room was alive with mirtMp^ d
song, as various couples cavort
ed and danced. Among those pres
ent were DU Breen Murphy and
AXO Barbara Carter—also Bob,
Sigma Chi, Smith, and Ellie,
KKG, Jacobs.
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