Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012, January 30, 1945, Page 2, Image 2

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    Oregon W Emerald
ANNE CRAVEN
Editor
ANNAMAE WINSHIF
Acting Business Manager
ELIZABETH HAUGEN
Managing Editor
PATSY MALONEY
Advertising Manager
MARGUERITE WITTWER
News Editor
LOUISE MONTAG, PEGGY OVERLAND
Associate Editors
Jane Richardson, Phyllis Perkins, Viriginia
Scholl, Mary Margaret Ellsworth, Norris
Yates, City Desk Editors
Bjorg Hansen, Executive Secretary
Betty French Robertson, Women’s Editor
Flora Fur tow, Assistant Managing Editor
Winifred Romtvedt, Assistant News Editor
Darrell Boone, Photographer
Betty Bennett, Music Editor
Phyllis Amacher, World News Editor
Gloria Campbell, Mary K. Minor
Librarians
Wally Adams, Sports Editor
Published daily during
final examination periods d
Entered as second-class
EDITORIAL BOARD
Norris Yates, Edith Newton
the college year except Sundays, Mondays, and holidays and
y the Associated Students, University of Oregon,
matter at the postoffice, Eugene, Oregon.
• • •
GoUecj&l and rWasi
Wliy do we have colleges and universities in war time? 1 hat
may sound like a pedantic question, asked merely to ^supply
a basis for a long, drawn out soliloquy on advantages of a
college education. Scholars and educators have written scores
of articles citing the need for trained young people in the post
war world and the usefulness of colleges in training army
personnel and civilian war workers.
President Roosevelt has declared, “We must have well-edu
cated and intelligent citizens who have sound judgment in
dealing with the difficult problems of today. We must also
have scientists, engineers, economists, and other people with
specialized/knowledge to plan and build for national defense
as well as for social and economic progress. Young people
should he advised that it is their patriotic duty to continue the
normal course of their education, so that they may be well pre
pared for greatest usefulness to their country. They will be
promptly notified if they are needed for other patriotic ser
vices.”
There is no necessity of elaborating on the obvious need for
educated citizens. But we do wonder what Congress’s attitude
will be if a national service act is passed. If the age limit begins
at 18, the majority of college students will be affected by the
legislation. If it begins at 21, there will still be a fair-sized
minority coming under its jurisdiction.
It is impossible from this distance to predict how essential
colleges and universities will be considered, but the possibility
that the draft will hit institutions of higher learning should
cause all students to spend some time analyzing their useful
ness to society, not only in the war years, but in their lifetime.
Going to college in times such as these is a great responsi
bility. We are here because we arc expected to learn how to
fit into our proper niches in society—as leaders, scientists, doc
tors, teachers, writers, politicians, administrators, and what
have you. If that fact has slipped our mind during the press of
social functions and activities, it is high time it was reinstated
as a definite part of our conscious responsibility to the public
which founded and maintained our schools.
It is not the grades one gets because of pipe courses that
are important, but the training in becoming useful citizens,
training which supplies the reason for colleges and universities
during wartime. It is our job to make sure we receive that
education. It is only then that we can assume the right to attend
an institution of higher learning.
Pau&e <7hat R&jleAlteA . . .
Knthusiastic as one mav be about his University studies and
the variety of fields and opportunities continually opened up
to him, a time comes when he feels the need of a little relaxa
tion. It is a time when all his serious and stimulating pursuits
seem to pall a little.
Kach individual works out his own method of combating this
tcmporarv apathv. Some initiate social activities—dances, par
ties, dates, carnivals. Others are satisfied to quaff a few beers
or other beverages in convivial company, along with lively and
diversified conversation. There are those who retreat into their
own private worlds, to meditate; perhaps to express their most
persistent problems in writing or through some other art.
There is one opportunitv of relaxation and satisfaction, known
and enjoyed immensely by a minority, but always there for
^ the majoritv to take advantage of. That is, appreciation of art
in rdl its forms. The aesthetic value of a beautifully-constructed
and moving piece of music, painting, or w riting is not decreased
by lack of extensive knowledge of that particular form of art.
What is all this driving at? That University students have
opportunities of enjoyment, which afford really deep and con
tinual pleasure, of which they are not always aware. An attempt
to bring these advantages to the fore, and to make them easily
available to the entire student body and faculty has been made
through the University concert series, co-sponsored by the
I
Gonc&fiti
Times I remember when I named the sea,
And the charmed name recalled me little more
Than gull’s streel, hawsers whining at the quay,
The long spume and the thunder of the shore—
Marginal signs. When late seafaring learned
The windless, bouyant, birdless world in round
Pinioned by stars; a deep arc shining turned
Starward, all sea. Even so, the echoing bound
Of surf, that wrung and flailed us, once won through,
The clear arc, and the star-sustaining deep
That rends and thunders only on its rim,
I said; Dear love—the far moon silvered swim,
How wider than we dreamed we had to keep
Once, when that shore was all the love we knew!
—Theodosia Goodman
JletteAA ta the Cditasi
hello people . . .
i have an archie complex, the shift key is too dam much work
anyway tonite is a rainy nite and besides your alma mammy
this spot can really get wet ... so my train of thought (in my
mind, a hand-car) took me to the old school where i did not
belong in the first place and the school did not want me in the
second place and where i was always out of place ... so the
gins got the Dig joDs on the u. ot o.
publications ... fie on the whole
field of journalism, but since it
seems a duty, i tender just my
fondest congratulations . . . y’see
the word travels pretty slowly and
you people should have graduated
and gone to the bigger and better
things like the eugene herald . . .
a short while back a bunch of
us went to a scenic spot on this
rock and had dinner and spent the
day . . . the entre was soup a la
cockroach since i found the tho
racic segment (for any who had
botany or is it biology) (its biol
ogy) of one each cockroach in my
otherwise ordinary onion soup, the
legs and head some other fellow
got . . . i guess they are the least
edible portions anyway, so then i
remembered the time i stowed on a
three-o-clock club jaunt to snappy
service number something and or
dered chile, the latter containing a
very dead but very tasteless cock
roach ... so what.
me clatchy was with me for sev
eral months . . . rather i was with
him, since it was his convertible,
his girl friends, his relatives for
dinner parties, his money, and very
often his fault, after spending a
delightful five weeks in Sacramen
to, we got a change of scenery . . .
shortly after arriving here ellery
moved off to the land of kangaroos
but some misguided soul put me on
a typewriter (from the lumber pil
ing detail to typist; success story)
and ellery left most of his books
with me . . . they represent the
more risque type of writing such
as “history of architecture,” ‘‘cul
tural anthropological study of the
developing civilization,” and col
j lccted poems of edgar a. guest . . .
sgt good, you remember sgt good,
lias been keeping me in the light
concerning a few things happen
ing at Oregon . . . that is to say,
the features by sailor about her
meHican sojurn ... a friend named
gonzalez here liked them, he could
authenticate the stories she told . . .
saw in a “new yorker” quite a
profile of one of your grads . . .
did you build that into a big
thing . . . ? bet the book store is
sold on the "n y er” now.
after what i did to their dam
old premeteorology course, they
decided to get me as far away
from weather as possible ... so am
in a communications outfit ... an
operations statistician, no less
(wattever that is)
the holidays were not good . . .
what with likker (when obtainable
from sources) cost fifteen dollars
per quart and a general sourness
of all concerned . . . everybody
wished everybody a happy new
year, and such rot . . . but i got
the feeling that we were hanging
the holidays in effigy . . .
will wrap this up now ... (a)
because i started out with nothing
to say and now i’ve said it . . .
(b) because i really want, but
hardly expect an answer.
hope i am not so far behind the
times that the address won’t get
this to the proper people . . .
azever . . .
YUTCH
(Ed. note: Yutch, or Gail C.
Myers as the army called him,
wrote a column for the Emerald
army page last year when he at
tended the University under the
air corps training program.)
Chicago Editor
(Continued from page one)
ment, the underground activities of
the Chinese communists, and the
emergence of militaristic imperial
ism in Japan.
In the United States, as editor of
one of the distinguished and widely
influential Protestant magazine
among clergymen, Hutchinson ac
quired a wide acquaintance with
the intellectual and political life of
the past two decades, according to
Dr. R. R. Cushman, chairman of
the faculty committee on religious
and spiritual activities which is
sponsoring the lectureship.
Author of Books
Among the books written by Dr.
Hutchinson are listed: “The Spread
of Christianity,’’ “What and Why
in China,” “The United States of
Europe,” “World Revolution and
Religion," “Storm Over Asia,”
“From Victory to Peace,” his latest
book, has received considerable at
tention as “an acute analysis of
the factors involved in postwar
settlement and the establishment
of international order.”
Then there’s the marine who
learned to play a piano because a
glass of beer falls off a violin.
educational activities board and the Eugene civic music asso
ciation.
Each year a number of nationally and internationally-famous
artists are brought to the campus to present concerts. These
concerts are arranged because Oregon is supposed to be the
center of cultural and intellectual education.
This Wednesday evening, January 31, the fourth troupe of
artists to appear here this year will be presented at McArthur
court. The harmony of those 26 deep-toned Russian voices,
conducted by the skilled Serge Jarol'f, is magnificent. Tt will
i be a concert truly worth hearing and for which University
[ students are extremely fortunate.
Take It
From Me
By DOC'
That green and white flash you
might have seen on the campus
last weekend was the Coos River
high school basketball team who
paid a welcome visit to Ardyce and
Gerene Mast at Alpha hall.
Looks like Bud Bradley has
changed his theme song from ay
yi yi Dolores to glory glory halle
lujah. I wonder why?
According to the latest report,
“Sam Benveniste is no longer avail
able for desserts, dances or dates”
unquote.
Gene Mary Redmond came up
for the Highland house formal this
weekend and everyone seems AS
agree that the dance (with a navy
motif) was a big success.
Virginia Scholl, prexy of Alpha
hall, was evidently in her element
this weekend. “Skol” had two male
guests to escort her to the game
and following the dance which isn't
bad even if one of ’em was her
brother.
Pat McDonald, a freshman over
at Susan Campbell, is the latest
member of the lighter side of life
to receive a Campbell club pin from
Bob Stiles. And speaking of Camp
bell club pins, what did Jerry Mos
by do with his ? ^
Gwen Carter was the object of
Joe Chiaramonte’s affection at
what turned out to be quite a nice
date at the Eugene hotel.
The basketball team went all out
this weekend from what we could
gather not only on the court, but
also with the femmes. Most inter
esting result of the after-game
dance was the Don Taylor-Estelle
Shimshak-Bob Hamilton trio. But
what did the usherettes at the Mac
say when Hamilton chalked up one
Sunday afternoon date?
Del Smith and Rosalee Killam,
Gamma hall, are now evidently
playing a new kind of two-man
football quite obviously in front of
Straub. Well, it was the right kind
of weather for it, anyhow.
Thrift is a wonderful virtue—
especially in an ancestor.
The world is a comedy to those
that think, a tragedy to those that
feel.
Friendship between most pri
vates and sergeants is strictly pla
toonic.
HIRIIG
with
DEANNE DURBIN
"CANT HELP
SINGING"
MciiiMP
"LAURA"
with
GENE TIERNEY
and
DAA'A ANDREWS
"Now, Voyager"
with Bette Davis
— also —
"Geo. Washington*
Slept Here"