Image provided by: University of Oregon Libraries; Eugene, OR
About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 25, 1948)
Once Over Lightly By JEAN NINE MACAULEY With Stanford hatchets raised high above the heads of Palo Al to rooters, and the gas situation hitting the bottom of the barrel, there remains but one happy thought for the Ducks still in Eu gene. Only 78 more shopping days until Christmas! Set aside your toast and coffee for a minute and we’ll run once over lightly some of the summer news and recent developments. Maggie Johns, DG, is planning some type of unusual party where she plans to serve donut holes and coke bottles for refreshments. Undoubtedly the attendance will be sensational, and invitations will be engraved in invisible ink. In the wedding gift department (for those of us haven’t sent them), here are a few reminders. Phi Sig linger Tetlow to Jean Mc Cain of Zeta hall; Bob Chaney, Sig Ep, to Jill Archer, Chi O; and Dick Calahan, Phi Psi, to “John ny” Campbell, Chi O. Pi Kap, Les Jones’ pinning to DZ Pat Eaxton, led to quite a cele bration. At 10:00 Wednesday eve ning the Pi Kaps, complete with flowers, called on the Delta Zetas for a half hour of dancing, and refreshments. To catch up with other pinnings —should tell you about Lloyd Hough,Kappa to Bob Harrison, ATO and Sally Seley, Kappa, to Bill Flynn, Chi Psi. Still reading? That's peachy! Pi Phi, Jordis Benlte, announced her engagement to Hal Schick, Phi Delt, by placing a notice to that effect under the dessert, Tuesday evening. She is now a re served senior, she said so! More engagements to keep Oregon Ducks off the dessert list include: Norma Stearns, AOPi, to Earl Bradflsh, Phi Psi; Lois Bark, AOPi, to Norm Williamson; Shir ley Kissling, Tri Delt, to Dick Taggesell, SAE; and Joyce Strick land, Alpha Phi, to Jim Healey, ex-Notre Dame man. Rumor has it that several new books are being written by Ore gon students during fall term. One on the housing situation is entitled, “Ninety-nine Years in a Quonset Hut, or Why Didn’t I Marry a Veteran?” The second one seems to have the misleading title of “The Ptnces T Haven’t Been, and How I Got There.”— Apparently written by some be wildered freshman! Congratulations to Alpha Gam, Carol Ann Wall anil Marg Wick endon, AOPi, for being tapped by honorilries this week. New year, new work! Personal: Jackie Watch the ' Horse, Gamma Phi, is supposed to crawl out from under her blue rain hat and call (’amelia Pot im mediately. Information is needed with regard to how the pots are parking around the mill ra« e. Grid Guesses (Continual from page five) think the “smart money" is all wet. Missouri by 14 points . . . Santa Clara and Oklahoma meet Satur day in what will provide a severe test for the Broncos. Oklahoma is the other co-favorite to win the Big Seven title, while Santa Clara is probably one of the toughest “little” schools on the coast. Still, \ve think they're a wee bit out of their league. Oklahoma by 13 points. That's enough for this “bit." I've fifteen chances to be wrong, and after this week will probably be tapped as a charter member of the Guess-Wrong club. We’ll know bet ter Saturday evening. Here's a Surprise It may come as a surprise to some, but Oregon is way up there in the field of education. The low-down on Oregon's heights is in the September 8 is sue of Pathfinder magazine which published a survey of education today in the United States. The writers considered the minimum years of college training required of teachers, the per cent of teach ers who are men, the ratio of teachers to pupils, the number of students who enroll in high school and the number who ultimately graduate, and the amount of money expended on each pupil. The states of the far west with the exception of Montana, Wyo ming, and Colorado rated better than any other single section of the country; but Oregon was in deed on top. Her teachers must have the maximum amount of ed ucation—five years—required in any state in the nation. The aver age teacher in Oregon has 21.3 pupils, placing Oregon sixth from the top in the individual attention each pupil receives. Oregon’s high school enrollment is in the top quarter, and only one other state, Washington, holds more students until graduation. Supposedly the Beaver state is tight-fisted with money, but she spends more on each pupil than any other state in the union. The average salary paid teachers, when it is adjusted to the cost of living ranks ninth among the oth er states. Judging by actual sal aries, California teachers get the best pay envelopes in the nation, but when living expenses are counted in, our neighbor ranks fourteenth. This all sounds very fine, but it is nothing to be complacent about, for education in the United States is in critical condition. That it needs some major operations is admitted by all educators. We must, then, be proud that we have done so well, but realize that much more remains to be done. w In MY Opinion... -From Our Readers Just a rebuttal to “B.B.’s” la ment about the veteran, his wife and other off-campus students de generating' the content of those fine, pseudo-intellectual conversa tions which used to exist on the campus but don’t any more be cause of the presence of such as we. Taking 14 hours of class work and taking care of a 2-year-old son and apartment, not to men tion veteran husband, just doesn't leave many opportunities to to “quaff an ale or two, discuss sex and politics and settle, verbally, the world situation,' at least not on the campus in the presence of “B.B. and other unattached, on campus students. Reason being we'd have to hire baby-sitters for such occasions; so, we content ourselves with holding our con versations when the opportunity permits—usually when dinner is over, dishes washed, homework completed, and baby is in bed. And our conversations are not confined to such items, and which I agree isn't very world-shaking or startling, as “adding a can of condensed mushroom soup.” We have some pretty good ideas out side of the realm of can-openers, diapers, etc. In my less - unemcumbered school days I was known as what is still referred to as a “campus leader” and wish I once again had time to participate in more real campus activities and organi zations, but the opportunity just isn't any longer. Don’t think it wasn’t hard to adjust to this new anonymity. But I think “B.B.s” assumption that all our type of students is good for is to call in when recovering a daveno or con sidering floral patterns versus stripes, was a false one. I hope through this that “B.B.” and oth ers who read her column will con sider our side of the story a little more broadmindedly and not con sider us strictly surplus property to the U. If “B.B.” wants to “baby-sit” while I enter into more campus bull sessions, I’d be de lighted and I think I could hold up my end of the pseudo-intellec tual conversationss. Mrs. “Off-campus Veteran’s ’Babe’ ” YWCA and WAA Plan Frosh Party The YWCA party for freshmen and their counselors, and the WAA freshmen orientation, both schedul ed for Tuesday evening, have been combined into a single function. The party will be held from 6:20 to 7:30 in Gerlinger gym. Represen tatives from the Y, WAA, and AWS will speak briefly, outlining the programs of their organizations. There will be a swimming demon stration in the pool, followed by square dancing or swimming for the guests. Refreshments will be served at the close of the evening. The YWCA requests that all counselors escort their freshmen to the party without fail. University of Oregon students shouldn't appear as sleepy as usual at thyir eight o’clocks next Monday morning. At two o’clock Sunday morning, September 23, Eugene clocks will be turned back an hour to Standard Time again, and an extra hour of sleep will be gained by all. Oregon if Emerald The Orfv.ox Daii.y Fntfrald. published daily during the college year except Sundays, Mot\da> s, holiday';, aiul final examination periods by the Associated Students, University of Oregon. Subscription rates: $2.00 per term and $4.00 per year. Entered as second-class matter at the postofiice, Eugene, Oregon. BILL YATES^Editor Don Fair. Managing Editor VIRGIL TUCKER. Business Manager Tom McLaughlin, Adv. Manager Associate Editors: June Goette, Bobolee Brophy, Diana Dye, Barbara Heywood, Dick Revena ugh. Assistant to the Editor U PRiiR A EA'S STAFF Mike muatian. Man lursuuii Co-News Editors Glenn Gillespie, Hob Reed Co-Sports Edito s Vinita Howard, \\ omen's Editor inm .->n;uu, ..i-uu-ginj; uimui Evelyn Xill ami Ann Goodman Assistant News Editors Vhyllis Kohlmier, Helen Sherman, Ed. Secs. Jo Rawlins, Research Director I i'i' 1'.K 15 U b 11\ b I *v L’ 1' Beth Miller, Circulation Mgr. Kvc Overheek, Xat’l Adv. \lgr. Sally Waller. Assistant Adv. Mgr. Joan Mimnaugh, Assistant Adv. Mgr. \ igrinta Mahon, Assistant Adv. Mgr. Donna Brennan, Asst. Adv. Mgr. Jack Schnaidt. Asst. Adv. Mgr. -Musing “ American Male Succumbing To Cosmetic Propaganda By RTIX WASSMAN The male of the species is changing his spots. He is suc cumbing to the super appeals of ad copy writers in the employ of cosmetic firms who fig ure to double their volume by a bid for male custom ers. Most lam entable part of the w°h o 1 e thing is that the superior male animal ctoesn t Know wnai is happening to him. The stuff he buys is probably out of the same vats as that which is parceled out to the little woman. But cosmetic manufacturers are smoke-screen ing the product to the male. When the appeal is to the man, the shape of the bottle changes and the label is translated back into English from French. The perfume bottle theme for the male suggests the rugged outdoors, the woods, old saddle leather, the piney forests, horses. This refinement of the Ameri can male has been going on for some time. It became noticeable back in the days when the wrist watch first began to nudge the pocket watch for popularity among men. At first it was thought that unless you were a member of the Top Hat squadron you were a bit on the fluffy side if you wore a wrist watch, how ever, the smaller Swiss trend overcame all obstacles and today the man with a pocket watch sug gests the archaic. When grandfather came over from the old country there was such a thing as a real “man smell,” in various degrees, and even if you were a dandy you did nothing more than use a few drops of bay rum after your shave. Today, cosmeticians have de veloped a complete line of pow ders, perfumes and waters, all with “man smells” and none of them recall grandfather and his “man smell.” rt is quite possible that nothing would ever be said about this if the thing stopped with soaps, but there is rose oil for the hair, mint powder for the teeth and lilac-scented powder for the feet. A man can’t even have a good old-fashioned sweat any more; neutralizing cream takes care of what cosmeticians happily think of as your “danger zones.” Wisely, the lotion makers seem to concentrate their Sunday ef forts on men’s most vulnerable spote—the pate. With the result that thousands of shampoos, oils, restorers and retouching agents have been placed on the market for a thousand imaginary purpos es. Barbers have chipped their bit into the confusion so that it is no longer possible to just drop in for a haircut . . . now the perishable male animal gets "professional advice” supposedly based on the shape of his noggin and the ton sorial artist can style to the char acteristics of a Prussian general or an unemployed poet laureate. Also men who are not above waves where no waves were meant to be and tints where nothing but grey should prevail. Where are we going ? The Lowdown These Guys Do Too Have Readers; Well, At Least One Anyhow We were walking along the 1 street the other day happily en- J gaged in setting phonograph 3 REED iiiccuico right under a u t o m obile tires when a fellow s t u - ( dent came up to us. He was carrying a record of BOOT WHIP. ' He poked the pianer unaer our noses ana saia, ( “See this thing-? It’s cracked. So are the guys that '-eviewed it in the Emerald.’’ Then he was gone like the mist of the night. At least j we got a reader. For today we got a scoop. May j we be the first to introduce, in i this area, Volume Seven of Jazz ] at the Philharmonic. It should : reach the local record shops not : later than the turn of the century. . It is worth waiting for. ( Recorded by Clef Recording i company of New York, under the : direction of Norman Granz, it is < a continuation of a series of al- 1 bums taken direct from the con certs produced in that city. The j songs used need no introduction. J I FOUND A NEW BABY and < TEA FOR TWO. Some of the mu- 1 sicians may be less familiar. Who < ever heard of “Shorty Nadine’’? ; He sometimes works under an ' alias; Nat “King" Cole, I think it ' is. Then there is a fellow plays < the guitar. He is good enough to i go under the name of Les Paul. 1 The tenor sax man, Jack McVea, < attracted a little notice when he ] >ecame the father of a chap lamed Richard who opens doors or a living. Johnny Miller, on >ass, played with the Cole trio or years. The album is a delight in every vay, mainly because it is nothing nore than a recorded jam session, omplete with yells and all Cole’s liano is the most unbelievable nusic ever put on wax and the tudience and players are kept in , daze for one full side. The yells ind shouts of the group give the ssue that certain spontaneous luality which is so hard to cap :ure in a quiet studio. The bursts >f applause which greet each solo nake the listener feel right at lome. The music, of course, is superb or these men are the finest in he business. It is pure jazz, not dixieland, but the kind that is luid and played without score or ■ehearsal. It has a great popular ippeal but suffers from too much >bseurity. The lack of a big name >n the label is a great handicap, t is the kind of music that brings >n the typical “why didn’t some >ody tell me’’ reaction. If you want something you can fet right away, give a listen to lay McKinley as he sings YOU "AME A LONG WAY (from St. jouis)—Victor 20-2913A. It is ine of those specialty numbers tfter the Calypso manner that vill have you rolling in the aisles, fhe guy that wrote it had women lown pat. He will also have a big ncome tax for the plate is selling ike mad. When you first hear it lon’t say we didn’t give you the jowdown.