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Entered as second-class matter at the postoffice, Eugene, Oregon. • • # tJiella, Mattie There are a million ways of saying" just the same thing . . . “welcome home.” None of them ever seem to really fit tire situation or to he adequate enough for what we want to say. jYou have probably been welcomed into so many places and by so many illustrious people that you are well-accustomed to the usual phrases. We aren’t . . . and we would like you to know just how happy and proud we all are for what you have accomplished since last spring term. You are, in a manner, Oregon’s “Cinderella Girl.” When you left the campus last June there were many who were confident of your victory, and there were those who were doubtful. You had so many odds against you, it seemed, and all of us were dazzled at the prospect before you . . . radio shows, theater appearances, lunches in restaurants and places we had all read about. You seemed to have arrived at the zenith that repre sents a great deal for many of us . . . seeing New York. And so we were excited when you left, and hopeful. Now you have returned. We stopped being hopeful a long time ago and are just proud now. There is a glamor of Coney Island, Broadway, and Times Square, the Astor, and Sardi’s about you so if you are a little deluged with questions and by public curiosity don’t be too surprised. We have heard a lot about you and we would like to know more. As to your future . . . that is in your own very capable hands. With the brilliant beginning you have made this summer, there are only the brightest of prospects before you, and we can only wish you a lot of luck. Now that we have tried to express just how everyone feels .about your return to the campus, here is the best way after all . . . “welcome home, Marie.”-—P.F.O. Co-eJUtanial. . . *li*ne fyosi Play?. . . University coeds arc busy. Their hours are filled with studies and activities of all kinds, and occasionally a date or two. Manv ills join the Grogan a staff and find themselves working long hours every day to put out the yearbook. Others join the Em erald and discover an activity which takes up a tremendous amount of spare time. The YWCA, the Red Cross, the War Board, committees, house activities, and jobs all absorb time like a sponge. This, of course, refers to a very small percentage of the coeds registered. \\ here are the others? What arc they doing? ‘‘We're just too busy studying,” cries their Great Voice. To use a trite phrase—fiddlesticks! Take a look at Reed college in Portland. Last year the gov ernment proposed bringing in a group of navy V-12 trainees to be instructed in much the same curriculum as the army and air corps men at Oregon. It was soon found that the manpower shortage was acute. Not enough help could be hired to take care of the 2(>0 men. So an amazing step was taken. The stu dent body members themselves volunteered to take over the job. The scholastic schedule was reduced by one-third. The stu dents undertook the task of doing all the cooking, serving, and dishwashing. They cleaned all their living quarters. In all, ■every student volunteer worked five hours a day in this stupen dous venture. The sailors weighed anchor toward the end of the year, so in order to make up academic studies, the facultv gave instruction all summer without salary. Last year the Reed students were not sitting about idly twiddling their thumbs. The girls at Yassar college, Pough keepsie, N. Y., are doing the same sort of work in the absence of adequate personnel. To hear of these efforts leaves one in a more humble frame of mind. University coeds are not asked to undertake such tremendous tasks in addition to their studies. To ask a greater interest and participation in any and all kinds of campus ac tivities is a small plea. What is the Great Voice saving now ?—B.E.R. NufSed By CHAS. POLITZ | The leaders of the Young Democratic party had hardly fin ished their box lunch dinners on the steps of Chapman hall when we arrived. They had swung into their prepared positions early it seems, to count Democratic noses in a sort of a molecu lar ex-parte Gallop poll, and thus conceivably generate new life and vitality into their self-enthusiasm for the meeting at hand. Ae we wanaerea aimlessly down the hall we could not help but feel the magnetism of an object—hazy at the distance, but dead-set in front of us—pulling us to its bos om. As we came within mudpat range we were able to discern our magnetic protaganist. On the wall in front of us was a charm-sprayed picture of a wellknown fireside face. The picture wore a “fellow traveler and apostle of good will to all men” expression on his face. He had a flower (tho indistinguish able as to species) in his button hole. That the wear and tear of age and diplomatic receptions seem to be under the plump thumbs of the parties, and invariably — presto — call it quits in election years, was evidenced in the unlined youthful ness, but mature casual vibrancy of our subject. We wondered, how ever, if his placement under the neon-red EXIT sign was an in eptitude or a sign of dissention within the ranks. We Didn’t Bother We did not bother to ask where Eleanor was, and entered the meet ing room. We had no sooner stepped across the threshold, than we were accosted by an individual who was determined to pin a Roosevelt button on every living thing and whisk of air that came thru the door. We recognized him as a rather Communistically-in clined friend of ours who recently proved his thesis that even a rath er good-sized beard could not carry the rather good-sized bomb neces sary to qualify him for the movies. Flanking, him at the other door, tho less fervently impassioned toward her mission, was a comely Pi Phi with long blonde hair. As the seats began to fill up it became apparent that the gather ing was more richly varied than that offered by a similar organ izational meeting of the other party. Among those present were two distinguished members of the faculty, two of the campus’ most eminent self-admitted gaydogs, and Smokey. The latter confided to us later that he attended, not so much out of partisanship, as to seek out returned Phi Delts who would again set up a Bones and Crumbles for Smokey bureaucracy. Right Off the Bat First thing on the agenda was the election of a president. This was carried out most efficiently we recorded, between a sneeze and the reciprocating Gesundheit of a pair of afflicted youngsters in the back of the room. Only one nomina tion was forwarded, and that was seconded and the nominations were moved closed before we had a chance to propose Dr. Waldo Schu macher as a strong second candi date. The vote was unanimous and in a moving crescendo like the Metropolitan’s well-coached Celes tial chorus from Aida. The president-elect turned out to be a tall, very properlooking young fellow whose erect stance — chin annealed carefully to adam’s apple, glasses and white meticulously tight starched collar made him ap pear more as you had always im agined a good Republican should look. He mounted the podium with the august trepidations of a man DANCING EVERY SAT. NIGHT with Art Holman and his Orchestra EUGENE HOTEL DON'T MISS ART HOLMAN and HIS ORCHESTRA Every Saturday Night Dancing, 9 ’til 12 In the Persian Room EUGENE HOTEL PROPER LIGHTING EQUIPMENT helps safeguard your eyes and health The municipal electric and water utilities sup ply . . . LIGHT WATER AUXILIARY HEAT AT LOW COST gw iterteGflatlr Municipal Electric and Water Utilities about to be launched into marriage, and produced—poof-like—from out of something a prepared outline of the intended order of business, which seemed to advance, in Smokey’s mind at least, the notion that he was not altogether caught unawares by the honor bestd^ed upon him. His First Words—Tomorrow DANCING EVERY SAT. NIGHT with Art Holman and his Orchestra EUGENE HOTEL DANCING ♦♦♦ Every Saturday Night 9 ’til 12 at the EUGENE HOTEL with ART HOLMAN AND HIS ORCHESTRA in the Persian Room 4 i T f T t T f f T T T f f I T t T Y "Swing in the Saddle" JANE FRAZER SLIM SUMMERVILLE "Falcon in Mexico" TOM CONWAY "Going My Way" with BING CROSBY > — and — Henry Aldrich's Little Secret" HEAVENLY DAYS" with FIBBER McGEE and MOLLY "See Here, Private Hargrove" Starring Robert Walker ad Donnna Reed — plus — "Secrets of Scotland* Yard"