Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012, December 02, 1943, Page 13, Image 13

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    Women. Want Waal
ri/UUe*t lAJinte/i Gamed.
Practical Christmas presents are the thing in this war-time
world. Gone are the days when $30-an-ounce perfume was the
most desired gift in these fuel-rationed times, gifts to keep
icicles out of the blood stream, are best bets all around.
Coeds really go for lacy wool "fascinator” scarves—perfect
for preserving that curly permanent at foggy 8 o’clocks, with
the addition of a few glittery paillettes, they're the finishing
touch for an evening ensemble. -
Cosy Toes
Ah, yes, and what about knit
^.ed bed socks for Miss Oregon,
1943 ? There are any number of
varieties of styles and colors, but
they all add' up to one essential—
haven from icy sleeping porches.
Woolly robes are always good
for presents. For the tall girls
who lose out on these material
conserving fashions, there’s the
new' knee-length robes. Made in
wide-wale corduroy or wool,
they're nothing but smooth . . .
Crocheted vests which come in
any one of a number of gay col
ors look well over anything from
a suit to a plain black tailored
dress . . . Striped scarfs in loud
colors are another warmth sus
tainer. Thrown over the shoul
ders in lieu of another sweater or
jacket, they’ll add a Latin touch
to any outfit.
And then there are always the
inevitable mittens—knitted, cro
cheted, or made from suede, fur,
rry-cloth, corduroy—well, this
could go on indefinitely.
The beauty of all these gifts is
that, not only are they pretty and
practical, but any one of them—
or all, if you have time—may be
whipped up by an amateur knit
ter at a minimum of cost.
I8’" 'mmumtiooBme
^JlaMitude
I have no mind.
I have no will.
Well, dear,
Have a vitamin pill.
-B.A.S.
B.
• •
We don't like this damn-damn
damn typewriter because all it
gives out with is a mess of num
bers and signs, and they don't
like numbers and signs on the
woman's page; and' it clickity
clacks; and besides we’re clutter
ing up a simply clean, white sheet
of paper, and we don’t like black
on white.
Pardon our verbosity, but
Christmas shopping has got us
down.
We resolved to start our shop
ping early, so the day after last
Christmas, we tacked up a start
ling sign painted in red and green,
warning “Only three hundred and
six-four shopping days till Christ
mas.’’ We began to get worried.
At Home
The days passed by, and the
sign stayed up, and were we sur
prised when we noticed that it
wras only two weeks till Christ
mas! We rushed down to the
printing shop and had three doz
en cards engraved: “Yours truly
receiving— (presents) —between
the hours of 3 and 5 on Decem
ber 25,”
Then we began our shopping in
earnest ... we mean in the stores.
We looked at a beautiful chin
chilla coat for our mother. We
put the magazine down and
walked over to the counter to buy
her a powder puff.
Money, Money
For dad we bought a roomy
billfold, a check book, and an
easy-flowing pen. With the pack
WOMEN'S PAGE STAFF
Co-Editors
Betty Ann Stevens
Carol Greening
Staff
Gloria Cartozian
Marty Beard
Bobbi Bealer
Penny Nichols
age we enclosed a note: "If this
isn't enough of a hint we'll sell
magazines.”
Cur roommate was the next
pro1'em. We leafed through the
1042 Emerald Christmas edition
for ideas on the subject. We got
none. We bought her a package
of cigarettes because we smoke.
And all this time we were be
ing jostled and jabbed, hustled
and heckled, and trod on.
. . . And we have to be nice to
our friends for two more weeks.
We believe in those famous last
words, “Shop early and avoid the
lush,” and also in their transla
tion, “Shop early and avoid the
brush-off.”
... So we’re a wreck from this
strenuous shopping, and that’s
why the typewriter gives out
with only numbers and signs . . .
45%*&”31i//,7* . . . ahem, sez
the editor, maybe it’s just as well
. . . 56784389*) (’&rb”@%i4.
— By Marty Beard
Ti/Uat ia Qive
*7he <Jlame Man
Gifts for the men overseas have
already been signed, sealed apd
are almost ready for delivery.
But how about the man at home ?
Whether he’s in the service or
not, a muffler of pure wool will
make him forget about frigid
nights.
A hand-tooled leather billfold
with his name to personalize it,
will make it strictly his own.
Also in the line of leather are
writing sets made of saddle leath
er. They are just small enough
to fit in the most compact space
but still contain necessary paper,
envelopes, miniature blotter, and
a file for names and addresses.
\ Needles and Pins
Believe it or not, the fellows
you thought would never sew in
(Please turn to page fourteen)
jbea/i Santa
I've been pretty good this past year.
I'm unfailingly polite toward my professors.
I remember them often with bright led apples.
And my conversation with them consists entirely of no-sirs and yes
sirs.
Moreover, I help elderly ladies across the street.
I never put chewing gum where people might step thereon.
I pick up waste paper which fails to hit the basket.
Indeed', if one didn’t care what one said, one might call me a veritable
paragon.
At any rate, I am pretty good (except in arithmetic).
And now it is almost Christmas. Get the connection, Kick?
Truly my wants are simple.
No examinations.
A four-point.
And for me and my roommate, train reservations.
I d appreciate it, too, if you'd arrange for snow.
This rainy fog is dreary, and I'm soggy from its trickles.
Thanks, Santa Claus, that's all I ask.
Yours truly,
Penny Nichols.
P.S. If I am not too brash- I'd love to have some extra cash.
THE WAY TO A
WOMAN'S HEART
Send Tier the loveliest of all gifts on these festive
holidays—Flowers from
Chose Gardens
58 E. Broadway
Phone A2A0
1
featuring perfect
coats„ suits9 tlresses
in sizes O to 13
(T E N T H.MORRISON.NINTH.ALDER . .. . , . PORTLAND,
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