ALL-AMERICAN 1946-47 ___
Th» nr»r.m Dailv Fmeraid official publication of the University of Oregon, published
dil'y°dunng ?he'colieg^ year Txcept Sundays. Mondays and final exam.nat.on penods.
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
JUNE GOETZE, BOBOLEE BROPHY
Co-News Editors
DON FAIR FRED TAYLOR
Co-Sports Editor _ ________
JEANNE SIMMONDS, MARYANN THIELEN, BARBARA HEYWOOD
Associates to Editor_—
Three of Portland's
The bush-league historian of Old Portland will be delighted
to find in the May issue of the American-Mercury a sparkling
account of three of the old town’s major-league characteis.
Stewart H. Holbrook, who has established himself as a histor
ian without peer in chronicling the story of the American west,
writes of “The Three Sirens of Portland.”
Their names are not graved on tablets of stone. Some of the
better histories mention them not at all, yet each of them lives
on in legend. The three, Liverpool Liz, Mary Cook, and Nancy
Boggs, were in business in Portland in the day when the av
erage northwest logger considered “Portland” to be that tii
angular strip between Burnside and the Union Station, Broad
way and the river.
Mary Cook was the cigar-smoking lady wrestler, Liverpool
Liz was the Limey bass with the diamonds who earned a
reputation for her great honesty, and Nancy Boggs was the
inventor of the “wiskey-scow.’ Nancy s scow was anchored
at about the place where the prosaic Burnside bridge now
spans the Willamette. When the police of Portland attempted
a raid, she moved her establishment to the Last-Portland side
of the river. When the East-Portland police attempted a
raid, she moved her scow back to the Portland side. \\ hen the
two police forces coordinated their raids, she did Homeric
things with a fire-hose and live steam. She also grew fine roses,
the city flower.
Mr. Holbrook has told his story other times in other maga
zines, but it is a story that can be told again and again by the
master story-teller of the town so many University students
think of as home.
An Intriguing Question
A paragraph in yesterday’s Emerald captures the imagina
tion, leaves one wondering. It is news of a type that the Em
erald must follow-up, else its loyal readers may find them
selves sleepless many a night as they wonder what happened
to those argyle socks.
The paragraph is from an interview with Mary Ilandelin, a
member of the court of the Junior Weekend cpieen—or maybe
even the queen. The reporter tells us that Mary is struggling
with her first pair of argyle socks. She’s not just sure who
will receive them when she finishes them—that will be de
cided if and when.”
Now socks are funny. They really should fit. We assume,
perhaps naively, that Miss Handelin will someday finish the
socks and then set out, socks in hand, to find an eligible male
with the proper foot size.
Robert J. Moyle, whose comments on the “piggy socks”
development appear elsewhere on this page, may hav e the
answer, although we have vet to learn of “piggy socks, argyle.”
Plainly it is a development that should be encouraged for
there may be many a lass in this land who finds herself in
Miss Handelin’s predicament.
Meanwhile we—and our friends—shall watch the Emerald
classified ads. Argyle socks are not so easily come by that
the normal male can afford to overlook a bet.
Friends, Romans, and Countrymen '*■
A BOOK REVIEW ,
Have you ever wondered what goes on
in the mind of a Napoleon or an Alexander ?
Thornton Wilder’s latest book, “The Ides
of March,” gives an astonishingly credible
picture of the thoughts of Julius Caesar in the
last months of his life. The book is written
in a series of imaginary documents and letteis
by or about Caesar. The form does not part
icularly obstruct the smoothly moving action.
The story gives a vivid background of a
fateful moment in history, the machinations
of Cleopatra, and one of the most peculiar
love affairs in fiction—all written in extreme
ly lucid prose. Whether the characters are
discussing their sex lives or the political and
philosophical (disciplines of poetry, they do
so ill language where every shade of meaning
is made very clear.
Mr. Wilder, author of "Our Town." "The :
Bridge of San Luis Rev,” and “The Skin of
our Teeth,” and three times a Pulitzer~Prize -
winner, has revised his philosophy to follow
that of Kierkegaard. In the words of the ^
author, “The Ides of Match” attempts to
show the mind of a man like Caesar—with
enormous experience with men and affairs— «
trying to separate the elements of supersti
tion from those of religion, the elements of
exploitation from those of government, and
attempting to ascertain whether his great
role in the Roman state was of his own
making or whether he was an instrument of
a Destiny Force beyond his knowledge.
The Success of a Picnic
Depends Upon the Whether
By FRED YOUNG
Picnics have remained a legend so far this wintei. Never
theless, you all know they are discouraged as recreation if
before breakfast. If you have more than ten chaperones, you'll
require a chaperone. Fires should not be too warm, and kept in
the open. Success depends on the whether.
For the record, the field is checked and the best bets follow.
Victor records shipped m several all-time
greats by Duke Ellington. “Moon Mist and
“C-Jam Blues” are backed, and also “Creole
Love Song” and "Black and Tan Fantasie
These jazz immortals enhance any collection
yet they probably won t be worn as thin as
Nellie Lutcher’s latest—we forget its name.
New on Victor is the first record by Illinois
Jacquet, “King Jacquet” which is wild, mod
ern, and good listening describe. Ray McKinley s advanced
band with Eddies Sauter and Finckel arranging is now on
Victor.
Buddy Rich’s first release on MGM records is available.
Unfortunately, his singing is featured on both sides which
allows his talented band little chance to perform. Maybe, the
next one.
Decca records offer Little Jazz Eldrich contributing another
trumpeters impression of "Can't Get Started.” The reverse
sounds like the Krupa original of “After You’ve Gone,” but
label credits Eldrich and his “Ork.” Lionel Hamptone, also
on Decca, with some good “Rockin’ Rythm” parts 1 & 2.
The record of the week is Claude Thornhill’s “Robbins
Nest.” The number written by tenorist Illinois Jaccjuet in
honor of New York disc jockey and promotionist Fred Rob
bins is subtly bopped by Gil Evans’ excellent arrangement.
Claude even uses all ten fingers as he briefly block-chords the
introduction to a boppish clarinet. Great ensemble work,
loading the record with music and showing Thornhill as the
band to reckon with this year.
Interesting sidelight on Will Osborne’s contract for the Jr.
Prom. Osborne listed the names and union numbers of all
14 men in the band on the contract. Up to now contracts have
just supplied the leader’s name and the number of men, al
lowing the occasional contention that valley musicians have
filled out a band’s section.
And don’t be naive when prom ticket sales begin about the 1
time those checks arrive.
'P/aav Socks' Promise to Save American Marriage
* By ROBERT J. MOYLE
Are your collars too large? or
too small? Are your sleeves too
long? or too short? Do you try to
squeeze your feet into socks two
sizes too small? If any or all of
these things plague you, you are
probably the victim of a scheming
female. But don’t despair; you still
have a chance.
It is common knowledge that the
American female has not been con
tent with choosing her own clothes,
but has made it her duty to select
her mate’s attire as well. Not only
has she chosen his clothes, usually
with utter disregard for size, but
she has borrowed his shirts, bor
rowed his trousers, even borrowed
his hair style.
Now I’ll admit there isn't much
we males can do about this fe
male pirating, but steps have been
taken to abolish the size distortion
from which we have suffered at the
hands of our mothers, wives, and
daughters. Our benefactor is a
manufacturer, who is now making
for men socks that are absolutely
fool-proof, ft just isn't possible to
get the wrong size, because the
manufacturer makes only one size.
But a little background is prob
ably necessary at this point.
Some years ago, an eastern man
ufacturer began making special
stocking's for children. These stock
ings, called “piggy socks" were
especially adaptable to youngsters
with growing feet, because they
could never grow out of them. They
were a tube-shaped, knitted affair,
twisted like a long stick of licorice,
and were elastic enough to adhere
to the contours of the foot while
being worn, but immediately to
snap back into shape when re
moved. Mothers liked them because
they contained no visible heel to
require future darning.
Well, this manufacturer merrily
continued making “piggy socks,”
until one day someone discovered
that if a child could wear them, a
little more yard would make “piggy
socks” for the American male. Of
course the manufacturer couldn’t
call them “piggy socks” when the,
grown-up male wore them so he
named them “heelless hose.”
Now these “heelless hose” for
men seems to be placing a foot in
the right direction. If we begin at
the foot of the American male and
work up, who knows ? Some day he
may have collars and sleeves that
fit, too.
One thing sure, now that “heel
less hose” are on the market, we
males won t have to suffer from too
small or too large socks any more.
That is, if we can talk that schem
ing female into buying them for us.
Incidentally, before we get too
happy about the whole thing, there
is no conclusive proof that it wasn’t
one of these scheming females who
thought up the idea of “piggy
socks” for men.
Side Patter
By SALLIE XXMMENS ~
Hail to Thee, blight Atomic
spring!
For sprung thou never wert.
Without premeditated art of Wil
liam Adolph Yates.
| M| While theoriz-J
ing a bit niorej
I advocate that,
all newly elected
Emerald editor^
be boxed up and
shipped to Si-t
beria.
The Phi Psis
arose on turna-,v
bout day in an
atomic manner when the call boy'
set off a few strategic fire crack-*'
ers at 6:30 a.m.
After an energetic game of base
ball for the Susan Campbell base-"
ball team, Barbara Richter began ’
panting all over again when she re
ceived her engagement ring from _
the boy back home in Oakridge.
Also a recent engagement at Susi^
is Barbara Skinner who got a l ing '
from John Dhil of the Vets Dorm„
Surprise to the Gammafies was
the marriage in San Francisco of
Gene McPherson to Peter Jenkins."1
At the Campbell Club John Thorp
is pinned to Helen Ross of Rebec^
house, and cartoonist Dan “Scot
ty” Mindolovich has planted his pin
on Hen Hall’s Ardetta Daniels. Su-«
sie’s Barbara Denning is pinned to
Beta Jim Jeffers from Carrol Col
lege. ^
Pi Phi Joan Bush is hopping to
Corn Valley TriAd this weekend to*
do a little dancing with Beta A1
Lobe. DG Janis Reed is dating Fee
Gee Jim Berhard much these days/
and Millracers Alfafife Ruth Jas
min and Chi Psi Bob Maxwell arq,
seen about the quad, jj
CliiO Sally McGuirk dating Phi
Psi Ed Cauduro, and "Pi Phi Mar
garet McKean with Sigma Chi Bill 1
Holmes. Alfafie Mary Knox and.
Sigma Nu Darrel RobinsOn togeth-.^
er, and Susie's DeLorris Simler go
ing with Phi Sig Larry Cushing.
Sigma Kappa Betty Green down to"
the campus to date Lambda Chi
Ron Bright.
Bill Dunn “from out of town”
will be the special guest of the The
ta cuties for their house dance thi»
weekend. Sigma Kappa Murry.
Spears down to see Spee “Swedajj*
Carlson. Former Gammafie Becky
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