Oregon W Emerald
LOUISE MONTAG
Editor
ANNAMAE WINSHIP
Business Manager
MARGUERITE WITTWER
Managing Editor
GEORGE PEGG
Advertising Manager
JEANNE SIMMONDS
News Editor
MARILYN SAGE, WINIFRED ROMTVEDT
Associate Editors
Art Litchman, Tommy Wright
Co-Sports Editors
BYRON MAYO
Assistant Managing Editor
MARYANN THIELEN
Assistant News Editor
BERNARD ENGEL
Chief Copy Editor
ANITA YOUNG
Women’s Page Editor
GLENN SNYDER
World News Editor
BETTY BENNETT CRAMER
Music Editor
Editorial Board
Mary Margaret Ellsworth, Jack Craig, Ed Allen, Beverly Ayer
Published daily during the college year except Sundays, Mondays, and holidays s>no
Anal exam periods by the Associated Students, University of Oregon.
Entered as second-class matter at the poctoffice. Eugene, Oregon.
’Ja&e 9t &aiMr Qwpe. . . .
(Since Buck Buchwach’s editorial achieved remarkable
results for the Junior Weekends in 1941 and 1942, The Emerald
reprints it, in part, in hope that it will be as influential with
the postwar Jupe Flavius.)
. . . Mr. Pluvius, the Emerald asks you politely, hut firmly,
•to shift your schedule in such a manner so as not to spoil our
Junior Weekend . . . The farmers have had their misty bless
ings, and the Oregonian and the Journal have received their
just due, and the city pavements, too, are washed clean by
the sweet Oregon mist. What the University asks now is for
you, Mr. Pluvius, to rest on your laurels for a while and visit
somewhere else.
There is reason to believe that you intend to scare us a
hit . . . But please, Mr. Pluvius (or Jupe, for we know you hut
too well), don't come around with your clouds and your tricks.
. , , Our Moms will ho down for the Weekend festivities, and
forsooth, they will be attired in their springiest of spring out
fits, and their hats will he of the kind to bring male smiles. But
we want to take them to the campus luncheon to see the queen
and her court of beautiful princesses crowned, and my good
ness how the raindrops do raise havoc with even a proud
mother's finest apparel!
'i'he Portland papers have more important advertisers and
have more influence, perchance, Mr. Jupiter Pluvius, hut not
even they will praise you with more honest enthusiasm and
•open-mouthed admiration if you will but take your vacation . . .
And if you have to take that storm which is declared by
some pessimistic meteorologist to be coming from out Newport
way somewhere, perchance you could deposit it at Stanford,
California, or even USC.
Just for the Weekend, you understand. We want you as our
permanent resident up here in Oregon, Jupe, to freshen our
flowers, to clean our streets, and to keep our soil rich and red.
But not Junior Weekend, please.
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Last Words
To all the critics
Who were shocked and appalled
At the letter I wrote
’Bout the old and the bald,
I still would not have
Traditions all dying,
So I simply suggest
That you babies stop crying.
- Larry Lau.
About Food ...
I have followed with some inter
est your recent and varied arti
cles (news stories, editorials, and
letters) concerning the famine re
lief campaign. This letter is not
being written because I have any
theories on the Druid’s intellectual
doings, nor am I worried about
starving after any intramural con
test, and I have no desire to dupli
cate tile works of Shulman, but
there are some questions I would
like to ask concerning the famine
situation.
It seems to me that the whole
setup of food conservation is run
a little backwards. If it is agreed
by the United States, and it seems
to be, that we should help feed the
nations of Europe and Asia, that’s
fine with me. But why are they
trying to do it from the consumer’s
end. If, as they say, the crisis in
the famine situation will be reach
ed within, the next 90 days, it
would seem that a great deal of
time is being wasted by trying to
convince the American people not
to throw bread crusts away. Why
don't the people in charge of the
program go to the granaries and
packing houses and food producers
for their famine relief supplies,
rather than to the grocery stores,
as it looks like they are doing from
all the publicity and campaigning.
Surely the government, after three
years of rationing, knows how
much food it takes to properly feed
the United States, and how much
is surplus, available for famine
aid.
I found on my desk last week a
sheet of paper with a list of sug
gestions for consumers, which had
been distributed to all of the hous
es. Some of these sound just a
little silly. “Check the garbage can
every day.” Why? If I find a piece
of bread in among the coffee
grounds, am I to eat it myself, or
sent it air mail to Belgium?
“When buying bread, share your
loaf with your neighbor." Until
there is a shortage of bread, I'm
sure my neighbor would prefer to
buy his own loaf of bread. As long
as it’s on the grocer’s shelves, why
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Step right up, ladies and gentlemen! Come one, come all. All
tickets take you inside the big tent. Watch the world’s greatest
show on earth. It’s State Fair time. And in the meantime, while
we’re waiting for the curtain to go up, let’s make with the news.
raragrapn parade: culmination
of a whirlwind romance was the
acquisition of Herb Widmer’s Theta
Chi pin by Alpha Chi Bobbie Haw
ley . . . Jack Marshall, Sig Ep,
has switched his attentions from
the Tri-Delt house to the Alpha
Gam domain . . . Theta Nancy
Wortman is a big interest in the
lives of both Kappa Sig Howard
Coffey and ATO Stan Boquist . . .
Konnie Van Allen, Alpha Xi Delta
and Ed Goffard, DU, are not classi
fying themselves as steadies, yet
people are wondering what else
to call them . . . Mike Madden,
Fiji, and Barbara Blaesing, Kappa,
are in the casual Stage ... A
card with a match attached by
Kelly green ribbon and the line,
“Sure ’n it’s a good match,” at
each dinner plate, informed the
Alpha Phi sisters that Mary Pal
mer is now engaged to Sigma Chi
Johnny O’Brien . . . Dave Goss is
operating in the June Clayton
(ADPi) league . . . Zeta hall’s
social chairman, Lyman Oliver, is
agog over Pi Phi Nancy McClin
tock.
By way of ear and mouth: Cam
pus vocalist Floyd Stapp is on the
trail of Susan Campbell’s lovely
Shirley Hunter . . . The Chi Omegas
deny the nasty rumor that they
stole Edmund, SAE mascot . . .
Tri-Delt Lois Giberson is excited
over the fact that SAE Kurt Olson,
recently discharged navy man, is
on his way home . . . Fijis Bert
Cox, Mike Miksclie, and Don “You
Can’t Have Ten Pretty Girls”
McSweeney are charter members
of the PPSATBSOA club (Pi Phi
Surprises Are the Best Surprises of
All) . . . Add trials and tribula
tions: JW Queen Pat Metcalf got
the word that fiance Lowell Chase
will not be able to escort her to
the Junior Prom . . . Delt Bill
Hooper has seen the light in Pat
Meyer’s eyes . . . Alpha Phi Patty
Newton now sports Reed Grasle’s
Kappa Sig pin . . . Kappas are
helpin’ the Fijis put in their saw
dust these days . . . Chi O Pat
Davis has yet to eat her pie under
the table after taking an SAE pin.
Cubbyhole of Copy: The SPEs
claim the only living example of a
Hammus Alabamus is “Swede”
Carlson . . . Alpha Gam Ginnie
Skovv is still busy denying rumors
she's engaged. She does use Pond’s,
however . . . Alpha Xi Delta Dollie
Manville and Theta Chi Vem Hans
corab, co-chairman of the float
committee, have a big bet on as to
who is going to walk away with
honors . . . Theta Sue Grether is
one girl who would probably ap
preciate a reduction in track meet
schedules. Reason is ace quarter
miler Andy Swan . . . Chi O Reba
Nickson and Beta Ren Taylor
dated last weekend in Portland.
They’ll do a repeat at the Junior
Prom . . . Millions of men are mad
about Mimi Moores, Kappa . . .
Delt Red Reed can’t make up his
mind between the Tri-Delt and
Delta Zeta houses . . . Barbara
Peterson is down with a sad case
of spring fever. Donor: Portland
lad, Don MeCollom . . .
Green Front gossip: Pliil George
has worked out an accurate time
table for operations at the local
warehouse. He’s invariably first in
line when the “good stuff” pops
out . . . Phi Sig Jack Rakow is
getting excited about Jackie Smith,
Alpha Xi Delta . . . With so many
kindergarten-age tikes lounging in
the weeds, the Sig Ep backyard
may soon be a nursery . . . Alpha
Gam Dorothy Pender is guarding
the inside story of her love life,
but we understand the guys name
is . . . Ham . . . Add pin-plantings:
Clarence Terry made a gift of his
Theta Chi pin to swell-gal, Bev
Ayers, Alpha Chi . . . Delt Dick
Keefe, has fastened a rubber band
on his pin, and is now ready to
finish out the current spring term.
. . . Pi Phi Dorothy Davis has
quite a full schedule; she’s dis
tributing her time equally between
the Junior Prom chairmanship and
ATO Bill Burnett . . . Add ad
mirers of Jo Ann Bush: Phi Delt
Don Stanton ... A Salem sojourn
was in order for Janet Rilea Sun
day. Seems a certain good-looking
friend received a short furlough
from the Army.
It’s The Talk of the Town: Mar
jean McElvain, Tri-Delt, is divid
ing her time between Barry Nelson
and Johnny Jones, Sigma Chi . . .
Sig Ep Don Merc is giving the
rush act to Laurel Armstrong,
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HITS and
MISSES
In Current Movies
By Mimi Moores
Robert Donat has been dunked
(ouch!) into a light English com
edy, “Vacation From Marriage,”
and he emerges looking much bet
ter at the end of the movie than
at the beginning. Time does funny
things with Robert Donat; the last
time we saw him, as Mr. Chips,
he grew a little older In every reel.
Now the wonderful process is re
versed, and as soon as he gets a
vacation from you-know-what, he
looks years younger. Maybe some
one should have suggested' this
cure-all to Mr.'Chips.
Simple Story
The story isn’t very complicated:
a bored clerk and his sniffling wife
go into the service when the war
starts, fall in love with two other
people, decide that their marriage
won’t work, and finally fall in love
with each other all over again.
Such simplicity of plot is prob
ably more realistic than most mo
vie stories—there are no miracles.
But the restrained and convincing
performances of Robert Donat and
Deborah Kerr make “Vacation
From Marriage” outstanding.
It’s hard to think of a picture
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Burns
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By Rex Gunn
In arguments, I had long before
spoken against assessing individ
ual faults to racial origins.
In quiet thought where there
was no listener to impress, no op
ponent to abuse, no face to save;
I retained reservations such as;
“Although this person seems to
be all right, he is a Jew—he will
likely prove obnoxious”; or “there
are some smart Negroes, but the
race itself is less intelligent than
whites.”
Then came a man who was a
Jew: he had a Hebrew shock of
kinky, red hair; an aquiline nose, a
lean, angular chin, and an unmis
takable name. He discussed his
race without an air of self-defense,
without a thought of appeasement,
and with no search for any victory
but truth. And he lived by his de
cisions.
One Sunday night at 2 a.m., he
and a Polish friend arrived at tjgf
gate of Camp Davis, N. C., and
looked with dull, tired eyes at
empty streets, blank buildings, and
a string of dim, receding street
lights. Their bunks were two miles
down those lights.
A sedan came by with two men
in front, the back seat empty. It
stopped, my two friends got in.
One of the men in front kept peer
ing at Hal (the Jew), then turning
back, then repeating the whole
thing again.
Finally he shook his head as if
satisfied and said: “I thought you
were that red-headed Jew who
sleeps in our barracks.”
Came the answer: “I am Jewish
and red-headed.”
Hal later recalled the incident,
and I marveled at his restraint.
“It was the same as if he ^ad
called me a man,” he said. “There
never was but one perfect one in
either race.”
that is more strikingly different
from “Vacation From Marriage”
than “Scarlet Street.” The un
pleasant characters in this movie
who wander in and out of Green
wich Village apartment obviously
don’t give marriage enough
thought ever to need a vacation
from it. Edward G. Robinson, Joan
Bennet, and Dan Duryea do their
best on a re-hash of “The Woman
in the Window,” but this time it's
not a dream; each of them misbe
haves, and each gets a blood-curd
ling punishment. That’s just fine
if you like people rough, tough, and
moronic—I don’t.
REMEMBER MOTHER
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