| Emerald
ALL-AMERICAN 1946-47
The Oregon Daily Emerald, official publication of the University of Oregon, published
tCaily during the college year except Sundays, Mondays, and final examination periods.
Entered as second-class matter at the postoffice, Eugene, Ore.
Member of the Associated Collegiate Press
BOB FRAZIER, Editor _
BOB CHAPMAN, Business Manager
BILL YATES
Managing Editor
TUNE GOETZE, BOBOLEE BROPHY
Co-News Editors
walt McKinney, jeanne simmonds, maryann thielen
Associates to Editor
WALLY HUNTER
Sports Editor
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PHYLLIS KOHLMEIER
HELEN SHERMAN
Assistant Managing Editors
VIRG. TUCKER
Advertising Manager
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Editorial Board: Harry Glicknian, Johnny Kahananui, Bert Moore, Ted Goodwin, Bill
Stratton, Jack Billings._
Office Manager .~.Ma‘Ke Huston Foster
Let's Be Realistic
From time to time the Emerald gets irate letters from stu
dents who are irate. Here is a good example:
To The Editor:
The most important event of the year is coming to Hayward Field
When Oregon plays Oregon State, yet I learned yesterday that the
University of Oregon Student body, the ones most interested in this
great debacle have been apparently sabotaged, sold out, by the same
persons they have so eagerly boosted and encouraged.
First, early in the year the general admission tickets were no
longer sold prior to game time, to wives of G. I. students. There were,
admittedly, good reasons for this.
Now, I learn that G.I. students can buy tickets for their wives,
so that these wives can sit in the Horseshoe at the end of the field,
and not with the student body or with their husbands. Why? The
answer was given to me by the ticket office, “Just not enuf room.
Not enuf room for a hundred or so wives??? Not satisfied, I sought
information in another way, and learned that the powers that be
have RESERVED a large section of the OREGON STUDENT SEC
TION to be sold as reserved seats!
Oregon has the finest team in years, and this is the time that
ALL the students have been hoping and planning for and yet, the
spirit that they have demonstrated in whole program of the school
itself and in the workin’ fightin’ team representing them down on
the field is due to be dampened by this unconscionable act.
Why couldn’t the powers that be have foreseen such an event and
given the students an opportunity to pay more for their Student Body
Tickets, if that were necessary ? Why the sudden lust for money ? ? ?
Why are the students sold out of their primary right to see their own
team from their customary place down behind the coach’s line of
fire?
There might be a faint reason why the veterans’ wives cannot sit
with their hubands, after all the students have been taken care of,
but it seems to be that the Oregon Ducks have an inalienable right to
the whole EAST SIDE of Hayward Field, if they need it.
Final query? Why do you have to fight with the ticket agents
to get a ticket without having to pay the VOLUNTARY 25 cents
contribution to the Olympics? If it is not voluntary why not say so.
One of the patriots,
Harold Johnson.
When Reader Johnson was told that there was not enough
room, he got the true scoop. There isn't. It’s rough. We de
plore it, and would most gladly go on a big and wild campaign
to give the game back to the students, except that we are
realists. The lead balloon was nothing.
About the Olympic contribution, which has aroused much
comment: Anse Cornell, who manages, the business affairs for
the athletic department, insists the contribution was, voluntary
in all cases. The Emerald believes that all the citizen had to do
was insist, and he could get his ticket without contribution—
if he insisted hard enough.
So It's Later
It is later than you think. Should you gently shake your
roommate this morning and, as a word of greeting, whisper,
"It is later than you think," the repercussions would undoubt
edly come sooner than you figure. But the Emerald, almost in
the knick of time, pulled the quotation from Service out of a
moldy old copy of Bartlett’s Familiar Quotations, and pre
sents it herewith. •
The Word, finally arrived from Salem CPA's and statisti
cians, has been compiled by the mightier mathematics division
of the Emerald staff, and is now ready for publication: Only
.15 shopping days until Christmas.
The Co-op hasn't been caught season-ignorant, for their
tables are just overflowing with gift wrappings and greeting
cards. The downtown business establishments are pulling
the snowy cotton batting out of storage and putting some
of it in their ears in anticipation of a large post-this-and-that
Columnist Eyes Popularity
Of Old-Time Ballad Revivals
By MICHAEL CALLAHAN
Outstanding in the fresh new
fields now being explored through
recorded music are the folk songs
and ballads. Although some of
these narratives set to simple
scores date back more than 500
years to the days of the fierce
Scot border wars, they are still
a permanent part of the Ameri
can musical heritage. And many
of them such as “Danny Boy,”
“Lulle Lullay” and “Barberry Al
len” are as popular today' as
when first written.
Interpreting the rich store of
such ballads now available on wax
is a small group of artists whose
standards of perfection have be
come almost legendary in the
musical world. Susan Reed, John
Jacob Niles, Burl Ives, and Hud
die (Leadbelly) Ledbetter are
among the finest of that select
group.
Susan Reed has already com
pleted her second album of folk
music for Victor, following her
smash success in the New York
cafe circuit earlier this year. Ac
companying herself on the Irish
harp, a small, high pitched string
instrument, Miss Reed has in
cluded some of the best-known of
early English music in her col
lections.
We rated as superb her “Danny
Boy,” “Barberry Allen,” “Black Is
the Color,” and “Lord Randall.”
It is worth noting that Miss Reed
is a first-rank soprano in her
own right. She easily reached the
high, clear notes that we had not
heard since Lily Pons.
Like New Orleans
Listening to Huddie the Lead
belly is like catching a glimpse
of old Storyville, the famed New
Orleans waterfront district, where
the blues were born and where the
greatest jazz trumpeter in the
world, Satchmo Armstrong, still
returns to play every year. Lead
belly sings in the old “lowdown”
blues style with his own guitar,
and his ballads are Negro folk
music at its best. These Negro
folk tunes are unique in that their
rhythms are set to beat time to
the work 'that the singer is doing.
We especially recommend Lead
belly’s “Bring Me Li’l Water,”
“Line ’Em,” and “Julie Ann John
son.” Best of all though, is “John
Hardy,” an example of the tragi
comic Negro bewilderment at the
fate of the “two-gun bad man”
who paid with his life for break
ing the white bosses’ law. It is
unfortunate that Leadbelly’s
songs were recorded on inferior
materials, the scratchy record
surfaces haze out some of his best
tone shadings.
Similarity Noted
We found a close similarity be
tween John Jacob Niles’ quaver
ing tenor and the throaty notes
of a colored soprano, which com
parison has caused listeners to
either greatly admire or complete
ly reject his albums. There seem
to be a few middle, take-it-or
leave-it choices. Where Susan
Reed selected the haunting,
strongly nationalistic folk music
of Ireland, Scotland, and England,
Niles has set himself to collect
the American mountaineers’ bal
lads.
In his “Early American Bal
lads” album, Niles accompanies
himself on the dulcimer, a thin
stringed box which has been
called the ancestor of the tinny
piano. We picked “The Gyppsie
Laddie” and “Lulle Lullay” as
the best of his offerings.
Burl’s Sweet Tenor
Burl Ives lias achieved a great
er degree of popularity than
Niles, because of his lower, sweet
er-toned tenor, and because his
choice of the guitar for a more
melodic accompaniment. Like
Niles, Ives has favored early
American music; some of his
greatest are “Foggy, Foggy
Dew,” “Blue-Tail Fly,” and “John
Brown.”
Platter lines: 1931 was the year
when a new romantic crooner
named Bing Crosby recorded two
albums of that decade's best
tunes for Brunswick. Cut on new
discs and reissued this week un
der the Brunswick “collector se
ries” label, the albums feature a
Crosby whose high tenor was only
just beginning to develop the
rich timbre that would one day
make him the world’s most popu
lar individual singer.
Der Bingle’s reissued selections
read like an all-time Hit Parade:
“Where the Blue of the Night,”
“Out of Nowhere,” “Now That
You’re Gone,” “I’ve Found a Mil
lion-Dollar Baby,” “Goodnight
Sweetheart,” “Star Dust,” “Danc
ing in the Dark,’’’and “Sweet and
Lovely,” to name just a few. Re
corded with flawless reproduc
tion, these old-timers are truly a
happy hunting ground for the
Crosby fan.
boom. Some of the stores have sent out urgent calls campus
wards for fat and jolly men of the season.
But what is campus reaction? Are students prepared? Do
the kiddies have ideas to fulfill that “better to give" routine,
sometimes shortened to just “better give?” We have inter
viewed several campus dignitaries, whose reactions may be
classified as typical.
Old Joe Collegeside, president, past president, and charter
member of the TGIF society fcrr Men of Discrimination, in
formed us that his group does not endorse anything, and he,
therefore, cannot offer any official opinion. . However, he
thinks dish towels for his mother, a shoe-shine kit for his
father, a Kennell-Ellis proof for his girl, and a jumping rope
for his sister will settle the issue efficiently.
Jim Dash, prominent man about the school of journalism,
thinks he will give some Emeralds to his mother to line the
garbage cans, some Emeralds to his father to clean his pipes,
some Emeralds to his brother to make airplanes, and his fra
ternity pin to his girl (she can't read).
It wasn’t easy, but we got the scholar angle also, when we
trundled over into the law school and met Looseleaf Larry
Lawless, who revealed that his gift to the folks would be a
complete and unabridged set of bound volumes of his case
briefs, and his girl would get a record of his voice.
Some of the other literate students were unavailable for
comment, but confidential sources issued the statement from
their exclusive offices thet "Christmas would be observed as
usual, and the University of Oregon would knock off for a
coupleaweeks.” J B's
Christmas Blanks
Available at YMCA
Application blanks for students
seeking vacation employment with
the Portland post office are avail
able at the student employment of
fice at the YMCA. A limited num
ber of positions as sub-clerks and
carriers are open to men students
interested in vacation employment.
Side Patter
■
By SALLIE TinIMENS
Most people take a pin over
the weekend, but not DG Ann
Hite. She surprised the gals by
walking in Monday night, much
to everyone’s pleasure, sporting
A1 Hale's Delt pin.
Note to the Pi Kaps: Someone
overshot the mark the other day
by depositing his Maxwell car,
vintage unknown, on the DG
front porch, and it had to be
pushed off. It’s no parking lot,
you know.
That very charming woman on
Jim Thayer’s arm Saturday night
at the law school dance in the
Eugene hotel was his mother.
One of the few Kappas stay
ing home from the Stanford
game this weekend has a very
good reason. It seems there’s an
important man journeying north
ward to see the gal from Cali
fornia.
Among the steady combos Re
cently are Alpha Phi Virginia
Cox and Chi Psi Dwight Gabbert.
If they’re planning a new and
quick way to get the Millrace
back, I wish they’d tell the city
council about it.
Back on the campus and look
ing healthy again after a week or
so on a penecillon diet are The
tas Barb Patterson and Gloria
Grenfell who were recently the
prolonged guests of the infirm
ary.
Telephone calls and trips south
have been among the Pi Phi Sue
Simmons’ activities lately, and
the lucky fellow is Warren
Smith whose ATO pin Sue sports.
On the quad is a new and in
teresting couple in the persons of
Alfa Phi Maggie Wells and Phi
Sig Cliff Mallicoat.
The Gamma Phi chapter at
Oregon State came over en
masse Tuesday evening for a
Founder's Day banquet at the
Osburn hotel with the local chap
ter of said organization.
Neglected somewhere along
the line to congratulate Theta
Gloria Aguer who is now wear
ing Rally Squad jitterbug Bill
Ahern’s Sigma Chi pin.
And also congrats to Kappa
Peggy Akers of Eugene who is
engaged to former Oregon lad
Koy Holobach of Portland.
Ralph Caughill of the Delt
house is now two tickets to San
Francisco richer.
Very fine sentiment from the
DUs to Janet Barringer was the
dozen red roses that followed her
recent pinning to Bob Johnston.
To all those now singing “Cali
fornia, Plere I Come,” a most
pleasant trip, you lucky dogs.
Drop in for a hot cup and a .
doughnut on a spoon before you
take off.—Pd. Adv.