Emerald
MARJORIE M. GOODWIN
EDITOR
ELIZABETH EDMUNDS
BUSINESS MANAGER
MARJORIE YOUNG
Managing Editor
ROSEANN LECKIE
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ANNE CRAVEN
News Editor
Norris Yates, Joanne Nichols
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Betty Ann Stevens
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Edith Newton
Mary Jo Geiser
Shirley Stearns, Executive Secretary
Shaun McDermott, Warren Miller
Army Co-editors
Bob Stiles, Sports Editor
Carol Greening, Betty Ann Stevens
Co-Women’s Editors
Mary Jo Geiser, Staff Photographer
Betty French, Chief Night Editor
Elizabeth Haugen, Assistant Managing Editor
Published daily during the college year except Sundays, Mondays, and holidays ana
final examination periods by the Associated Students, University of Oregon.
Entered as second-class matter at the postoffice, Eugene, Oregon. _
^Uu/iAAcuf, Election^
This Thursday the coeds who will guide the next-year
futures of AWS, WAA, and the YWCA will be elected. Second
only in importance to the spring term ASUO elections, balloting
results can mean fine victories in the advance toward a merit
system.
The merit system means simply that candidates are selected
on the basis of what they have done, and what they will be able
to do. All that statement implies can make for healthier student
government, since a weak officer is apt to weaken his organiza
tion. The merit system is simple on paper—or when students
talk about it. But in actual practice, short-sighted prejudices
often take the lead in selection of candidates, and therefore in the
final selection of student officers.
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But it is encouraging to remember that pressure has not
always directed the free election of officers. There are growing
signs that it will not this year. It all depends upon whether or
not student voters take matters into their hands and do not rely
upon instruction.
Being dictated to in matters of voting is probably the great
est insult any free person can receive. Furthermore, that person
who votes on the basis of organizational or personal privilege
and prestige is insulting himself.
These are facts about the democratic human being, whether
he is a student or a qualified citizen in any country. It’s his
business if he wishes to ignore them. But, of course, it eventually
becomes his business if his government is not efficient and sound.
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The merit system does not imply that anyone should pull a
“maverick” act and refuse any advice or opinion. But it does
mean that each student who votes has taken the trouble to ask
questions, pointed questions, about candidates—and that he has
asked more than one person or one group.
For years, students have found that politics are lots of fun.
They have gotten “terrific thrills” from midnight meetings and
shenanigans. Seeing their man in office was pretty fine and
dreams of a beautiful gravy train (floating around from the first)
rose before their eyes like a splendid vision of power and im
portance.
Whether or not “their man” was only a train-master and
a speaker-introducer hasn’t always been clear to them. By the
end of the year that delicate question has sometimes become
painful. The old gravy train backfires in efficient government
every time.
The most import&nt tiling' to do is to VOTE. Be there! The
second thing is to remember what and who you are voting for—
and that does not mean a “pony” prepared or dictated by some
one else. The third and hardest action—get over the gripe quick
ly if your candidate loses, remembering that the winner will
have enough hard work ahead without obstructionists and ele
phant-memoried die-hards. M .M. G.
'rf-atUati Hailey . . .
Kdgar Kennedy called them the best college orchestra he'd
ever heard, It might have been poltics or a tactful compliment,
but we who have listened to "Kathah Bailey” and his crew think
them tops too. The soldier-students from Pennsylvania, Arkan
sas, Idaho, etc., gave a musical performance equalled rarely by
any war-time orchestra. The news of their break-up ... the leave
taking, and we don’t mean a furlough, of Ralph Sutton, the ac
ccptance of Cleorge Barker, Jack Blumenthal, and the ‘“Fathah”
himself for aviation cadet training, and the graduation of Bob
Stotlar, John Shcviak, and ''Ace” Fehlberg ... is a blow.
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The Fathah's crew couldn’t be termed a college orchestra.
They were more than that. There’s more feeling put into music
when it comes as a break in a tough schedule . . . when you're
allowed to practice only once a week and in free time . . . when.
The Cutting
Room
By BILL, BUELL
War-time Hollywood offers two
kinds of flag-waving. The first
type is done to the tune of blaring
bugles, rolling drums, and scream
ing dive-bombers; the second is
accompanied by splashing tears,
sentimental sighs, and nostalgic
smiles.
“Happy Land” is of the second
variety. It is an idyllic portrait
of a freshly-laundered and disin
fected America that exists prin
cipally in the minds of small town
Rotary club and Ladies Aid mem
bers. At times this picture is ef
fective and truly moving. Far
more often it lapses into the most
mawkish sentimentality since
“Lassie Come Home.”
The popular proprietor of a
small town drug store (Don
Ameche), upon receiving notice of
his son’s death in naval action, is
so grief-stricken and embittered
he can not return to his daily rou
tine of jerking sodas and com
pounding pills. Then his grandpa’s
ghost (Harry Carey) drops in,
complete with angelic optimism
and G.A.R. helmet.
Ghost Carey escorts Papa Ame
che through a series of flashbacks
that retrace the son’s rather com
monplace life from the hour of
his birth to the day he leaves for
war. Rusty, as this sterling lad is
called, joins the Boy Scouts, runs
the high hurdles, falls in love, and
does all the other things the av
erage red-blooded American boy
dors and tells his folks about.
Rusty is a very good boy. He nev
er gets in fights, throws spitwads
at the teacher, goes on necking
parties, or drinks. He does kiss his
girl, though—discreetly, on the
forehead. (After he has turned 21
and joined the navy, however, mu
tual oral osculation is permitted.)
He even drinks—a half-cup of lo
ganberry wine with Dad on cer
tain very special occasions.
Grandpa finally convinces Ame
che that Rusty has indeed lived a
rich life and that “as long as
American kids can be Boy Scouts
and aim to do a good turn every
day, as long as they can eat ice
cream, go to high school, play foot
ball, have a picnic in Briggs
Woods, Rusty, and all the others
like him will not have died in
vain.”
Whereupon Ameche shakes off
his melancholy and goes back to
work at the drug store.
“Happy Land” is far too happy
to be real. According to the mak
ers of this film, small town Amer
ica combines all the felicitous qual
ities of pre-Apple Eden and a day
at the circus . Although Rusty
sometimes suffers from vague sug
gestions of unhappiness, he never
experiences any real frustrations
that a nice cool glass of Pepsi
Cola wouldn’t cure.
And we consider it truly remark
able that any individual can live
for 21 years without ever getting
mad at anybody.
The Smiths, Davises, Johnsons,
Millers and Wilsons outnumber all
other family names in that order
on the University of Texas campus.
Oldest continuous university on
the Western hemisphere is the
Colegio de San Nicolas founded
in 1540 in Mexico.
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By BETTY SAILOR
It’s wedding bells and rice for
the ROTCs lately. After the news
of Kappa Shirley Neal’s marriage
to Phi Delt Press Phipps last Sat
urday, we found that the marriage
of Sigma Chi Dick Burns to Jean
Bassett, Theta from OSC, is plan
ned for this Saturday. But it’s Feb
ruary 26th for Pi Phi Jean Boswell
and Beta Bill Macy!
Another surprise for this week
is the announcement of the en
gagement of Kappa Virginia Col
lins to JTijSi Cornwall who is now
stationed with the Air Corps in
Corpus Christi. The wedding is
planned for June.
With spring in the offing and
all, we’ve been noticing a few
steady couples around the cam
pus lately. As examples, we offer
Pat Bowers and Jack Beverly, Pat
Percival and Jerry Mintz, and Dot
Boiler with James 'Cooley.
Seems that Bill (Razor) Radako
vicii has been doing a lot of wor
rying about a certain Dee Gee
lately. And who is that lieutenant
from Camp Adair that Kappa
Sally Twohy has been dreaming
about ?
That Ruth Chappell-Bob Mueller
combination has gotten to be a
habit, but a mighty good one, we
think! Guess ChiO Janet Fitzmaur
ice is really going to miss Engineer
Bob Worth when he leaves.
Tripping the light fantastic at
the various house dances, we spot
ted Gaynor Thompson with Mer
ritt Kufferman, Kay McPherson
with Fred Ferrier, Alla Loomis
with Milton Sparks, Dottie Koster
with Wiley Renshaw, Bea Lee with
George Householder, Harold Rob
inson with Louise Brundage, Pat
Darby with Johnson Mossman, and
! Shirley Casebier with Fred Bishop,
an SAE from OSC and Sue Welch
and Annabel McArthur are cer
tainly going to miss Company B,
i and they aren’t the only ones!
Air Corps man Bill O’Beirne has
finally found a heart interest, but
we're not quite sure who she is
yet. Speaking of interests, when
is Dorothy Fleming going to make
up her mind?
Camp Adair really took over the
Theta house dance last weekend!
They were all such dream men
that the gals who were thinking
about the absent members are now
-swooning over Camp Adair!
This little triangle between Rex
Reckewey, Wayne Van Dyke, and
a certain Alpha Phi is getting to
be interesting! We’re mighty hap
py to see that Nancy Ames and
Bud Pence are really back on the
beam again.
It looks like ADPi Genevieve
Graves is trading her college life
for the excitement of the T7 ranch
and Doug. She announced her en
gagement last Sunday.
Among others seen enjoying
each other’s company at the Heart
Hop were Gayle Nelson with Cliff
Mallicoat, Nancy Kellaher with
Bret Hoven, and Jean Kirkwood
with Hank Dussault.
And now, for the question of the
week—we’d like to know why so
many people are so afraid of get
ting their names in this column
just before those long-awaited fur
loughs—can’t quite figure it put,
it says here! Until next term, then,
we’ll leave you for awhile, with
the promise of more excitement to
come with the moon and June et al.
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MEET A BUDDY
By GLORIA MALLOY
By now you’ve probably all seen that quartermaster, 1st
class, navy man with those overseas campaign ribbons. Well,
he’s none other than Bob Pearlman, ’43, and Sammie. Bob has
been overseas for seventeen months and has just returned to the
states to attend officer’s training. He really looked like he meant
it when he said, “Boy, there’s no
place like home.”
He talked of meeting Mrs. Roose
velt and her calling their reception
hall, “The Coney Island of the
South Pacific”. He also mentioned
that unexpressable feeling he got
when he met some of the “old
boys”. He saw Ray Jewell, one of
Oregon’s big basketball players
who is now Lt. j.gj with the Serv
ice Command in the South Pacific.
Bob also bumped into Bob Ballard,
SAE, also a Lt. j.g., who is flying
a torpedo bomber in the South Pa
cific.
Then there’s the story about
Major Bob Herzog who asked for
replacement of a second lieuten
ant who had just been killed and
received none other than frat
brother Maurie Stein, ’42, who has
just recently been promoted to 1st
Lieutenant. They are both serving
in the infantry in Italy.
Captain Bob Diez, old Oregon
boy and big track star, now has
eleven axis planes marked up to
his credit. Bob took his training
you don’t know how long- you’re going- to be able to keep on
playing. It takes on a closer, soul-piercing quality.
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A true ‘'college” orchestra can slacken and rise, wax and
wane. There’s tomorrow and the day after that. With Fathah’s
crew it was today . . . Today to get it right and feel the sweet,
throbbing wail of a trumpet deep down inside, and the warmth
of passing on that trumpet's personalized feeling to a lot of other
people. That’s music as the Fathah’s crew relayed it, with indigo
smooth lucidity. That’s why the Fathah was good. B. A. S.
at Tuskegee Institute where he
graduated with a group which \vjm~
immediately sent to Italy. While
there they already have “bagged”
140 planes. Now, that’s not bad.
Ensign Ray Packouz will be
shoving off soon. He just recently
returned from Alaska where it
was mighty cold, but where he’s
going now may well be mighty
hot.
Eugene Fulop is now taking en
gineering in the ASTP at George
town university; Washington, D. C.
Pvt. Keith Noren, SAE, is now
stationed at Camp McCoy, Wiscon
sin. Keith was going into a show
one night when he met newly com
missioned Ljts. Don Kirsch, Pat
Cloud, and Russ Hudson who ar?T
also stationed there.
Lt. Dick Raison placed an en
gagement ring—via express—on
that third finger of Pi Phi Mary
anne Lynch. Could that be the re
sult of his last leave ?
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"HIGHER AND
HIGHER"
MICHELE MORGAN
FRANK SINATRA