The Students: Beginning--A Mosaic
(Editor’s Note: Today’s column
by Mr. Lau is the first of a se
ries of word pictures which ho
plans to draw of life at the Uni
versity. Mr. Lau believes—and we
aKTee—that the school has a per
sonality all its own. By taking
bits from here and there and pre
senting them in the following
fashion he hopes to build a mo
saic of the University—one which
students will easily recognize.
This we believe to be a worth>
undertaking—something we do
not think has been tried before.)
By LARRY LAI
The thin metal walls of the
shower shivered in protest as the
four nude young men joined in
a lustily inaccurate rendition of
“O’Reiley’s Daughter.” The small
drain in the center of the room
was kept hopelessly behind as
the water streamed off their glis
tening backs into a rising pool on
the floor.
‘‘Scrub my back, will you?”
“Scrub it yourself! Who was
your maid last year?”
“Hey, howsa’ ’bout borrowin’
your soap?”
“Christamighty! The stuff only
costs eight cents , . . here.”
One of the young men opened
the window and yelled something
obscene to a group in the yard
below. He banged it shut quickly,
grinning to himself, as a football
thudded against the wall in near
mi9s.
“How you coming with that
econ?”
“I’m two weeks behind already.
I’ll never make it this term.”
“Huh! You ought to be taking
this government course. 100 pag
es of outside reading a week. Hell,
I haven’t even looked at the
text!” They accepted this as only
natural and chuckled sympathet
ically.
“I don’t know about you
‘brains’ but I’m going to hit the
books tonight. Government is
something young guys like us
should know something about.”
They all grew serious and remind
ed each other of how hard they
were going to study. One by one
World News - Yes Or No?
The Emerald, just as you or you, has a good many prob
lems One lies in deciding whether to be a house organ, (a
campus publicity journal,) or to have a “world conscience.”
House organ advocates argue that the University campus
is the students’ home town for the time that they are here.
Names make news, just as in any other small town, and
campus affairs are vital-for today and tomorrow, anyway.
Conclusion: the Emerald should give big and complete
play to campus happenings, because no other newspaper is
going to take over the job.
The other camp argues that students should be as inter
ested. or more interested, in national and inter-national news
as in campus affairs. . .
Therefore, they say, the Emerald should publish every day
a page or at least a section on national news as has been done
nt This would be possible, for the Emerald has access to the
Associated Press wire. (This copy is now used only for sports
td for news fillers-such as “A two headed gopher was born
vesterdav in Popcorn, Oregon.")
Mos' houses though, subscribe to daily papers. V ould
thermal! coverage afforded by the Emerald serve any pur
nose? It might be more convenient.
Emerald editorials are written mainly on campus af am ,
and the paper in this way differs from many other colleg
sheets in which a majority of the edits are on the national
SCe’lTut do students read these erudite editorials when they
could read the words of wiser editors in metropolitan papers.
])o thev take them seriously? There s the problem
Ally comments on this from the students would be ap
‘’"inio1 comments come in. we’ll conclude that the Oregon
student does not read editorials on campus affairs and ttell
Jet out in the future to play referee for the Soviet Union and
the United States.—lh IT.
Little Schmoo Is Saved
Occasional!v there comes a day when the tension built up
over various situations is released-all at once. ^ esterday was
such an occasion for the devotee of the comic strips.
Three situations which have been developing- for lo. these
nvinv weeks, stiddenlv exploded in Monday's funn.es to the
relief of anvone who has been following them religiously.
Chief among these climaxes occurred m A1 Capps l.il
Aimer " It seems that the sweet, helpful, little schmoo has
been saved for posterity, l.uckily. the two schmoos which
were rescued were a girl-schmoo and a boy-schmoo, and every
one can stop worrying now.
Klsewhere in the so-called “funnies” Igor, in a fit of pique,
finally got around to throwing his partner into the footlights,
although readers of "Mary Worth" will have to wait a day to
find out it he succeeds in breaking her neck.
\i lastly. Rim Sawyer rose from his stupor to recognize his
girlfriend. Christy, and all seems well in that department.
Now, if it weren't for Dick Tracy, everyone could start
reading the front page of the newspapers for a change. 1>. 1>.
the showers dribbled to a leaky
halt. . . .
An hour later the four freshly
scrubbed young men were
sprawled at odd angles over the
brown leather furniture in the
den. Crumpled copies of the Em
erald were piled at one end of
the couch. Last week’s Life lay
half hidden under a chair. The
Oregonian sports and funnies
rested on the mantel, neatly fold
ed and preserved; the main news
section had long since been used
to start a blaze in the fireplace.
“Some series, huh?”
“You said *t! How about that
Feller, What a hard luck charac
ter.”
“Well, that’s life. We pushed
Michigan all over the lot and still
lost 14-0.”
“Hey, lover, who you taking to
the SC game?”
“I don’t know yet. Still looking
around for something ‘eager’ . . .
Geez! I’ve just got to start study
ing.” They all agreed that they
just had to start studying. The
ship’s clock on the mantel pinged
twice signifying nine o’clock. The
four men were simultaneously re
minded of a war story.
“I damn near got run over by
a tank once, did I tell you?”
“Hell, yes! About a thousand
times. Save it for the freshmen.”
“You know if we were smart
we’d be upstairs studying. We’ve
got a history test Friday.” They
nodded their heads in solemn
agreement. One of the young men
passed a pack of cigarettes.
“Just think, we helped make
history, now we re studying ic. j
The young men shifted uncom- |
fortably and agreed they’d better I
get started.
“Look, why don’t we get one
of those Outlines and have a sem
inar at Robinsons?” The group
perked up appreciably. Each gin
gerly explored his cords for coins.
“I’ll get one from Eddie,” said
one. He clattered hastily up the
stairway. One of the boys stood
up, stretched, and playfully
punched the fellow slouched in
the “Senior chair.” In an instant
they were rolling on the floor,
wrestling and grunting fiercely.
In another instant they were
both lying still, breathing heavily
and making sarcastic remarks
about how badly out of shape they
were.
“C’mon, let’s GO!” The boy
with the Outline was back. The
two athletes on the floor made
a dive for him and all three be
came a tangled mass of arms and
legs.
The fourth young man stood
idly in the doorway, grinning.
“You guys couldn’t fight your
way out of a wet paper bag,” he
said. They all lunged at him,
missed, and in a flash the four
ran shouting out of the front door
banging it heavily behind them.
Halfway to Maxies someone
asked, “Hey, where’s the Out
line?”
“Oh hell, I must have forgotten
it. Shall we go back?”
They laughed comfortably and
quickened their step.
-Out of Focus
SAEs at Idaho Minus Pillows
But Did Create Realistic Ducks
By KIRK BRAUN
Many of the boys at the SAE
house on the University of Idaho
campus are sleeping through the
cold Idaho nights this week with
out the benefits of pillows be
neath their scholarly heads—and
it's all because of an Oregon
Duck. A semi-Oregon Duck, any
way.
It came about like this:
It was Homecoming weekend
at Moscow this weekend and
Homecoming at this western Ida
ho school, which only misses be
ing in the state of Washington by
some three or four miles, means
a Saturday morning parade with
all the trimmings.
And so, along about Friday, the
SAE’s decided to build a float
showing an Oregon Duck trip
ping on the Idaho step of the
stairway to the Rose Bowl. Well,
as everyone knows, if you’re go
ing to have a realistic duck, it
has to have feathers. And since
the SAE’s didn’t have any fowls
to pluck, there was only one an
swer-pillows.
So they built up a form in the
shape of a duck, covered it with
some sticky substance and pro
ceeded to feather with down from
their pillows. And that’s why the
SAE’s all have stiff necks this
week, inspite of the old belief
that it is more healthy to sleep
without a pillow.
Practically every float in the
hour long parade had some sort
of an Oregon duck being tram
pled. axed, beaten and shot, but
in all the parade, only the SAE
duck had real feathers.
Evidently, the judges didn't ap
preciate the realistic work of the
SAEs, for their float failed to
win a prize.
Housing officials on the Uni
versity of Oregon staff could take
some lessons from Washington
State college when it comes to
providing housing for both mar
ried and single veterans.
There are actually so many
units on the Pullman campus that
several single fellows are living
in the two-room married “suites,”
as they are called by the students.
Now these two-room suites are
not quite as good as they sound
for married students but they are
definitely a step in the right di
rection.
First, there are plenty of units.
Second, they are comfortable and
well furnished. Third, they are
provided by the administration of
the college and they are cheap.
The only drawback is the fact
that they do not have cooking
facilities, however, a cafeteria, in
which GOOD food is served, is
available.
Here is Washington State col
lege, with some 9,000 students,
with four veteran dorms, exactly
like our TWO units, and enough
married units to more than take
care of the demand, all situated
within a stone’s throw from the
campus.
Oregon, can you say the same ?
Porchlight
Parade
By ED t -Vl lJl ku
The campus is humming in ex
pectation of the coming trek to
the big city and the prospect of
another Oregon victory when the
gridders swoop down on Multno
mah’s turf... .Everywhere social
chairmen are busily putting fini
shing touches on preparation for
the many festive parties planned
for the Duck invasion ....
And on the home front, while
most of the campus slept thru
“Tap Roots” and ho-hummed
“Rachel” and her troubles, the
SAEs and ATOs plus dates en
joyed a rousing get-together at
Swimmers Delight Saturday eve.
In swing with the gay hilarity of
the occasion Gamma Phi Jean
Dyck went home wearing SAE
Don Stanford’s brass.
Chi O Sally Terrll has all her
sisters wondering over her sing
ing telephone conversations....
Learned that the original charter
member of the notorious Bird
Dog Society was none other than
Jean Hailing of the DGs, a hum
ble bark to Jean for my error in
last weeks column... .At Hen
Hall Beth Coleman surprised her
friends with a sparkler courtesy
of Lamda Chi Irvin Duper. . . .
Likewise at the DG domain where
candy was passed out for Sue
McAdams and Delt Ron Gray..
All sewed up are Fiji Bill Read
and OSC Theta Jean Baker; Beta
Hal White tacked to Alpha Chi
Joan McPhearson; and Phi Psi
Mac Epley entrusted his cop’s
badge to Lois Larson of Pacific U
. . . .A romance that budded last
spring term and has bloomed into
something special is that of Chi
O Dencie Howard and Beta Paul
Ediund. . . .Sizzling is the tempo
being set by Nancy Belts and
Tom Edwards, Alpha Sig transfer
from U. of W. Looks like buddy
cupid has again hit his mark.
Nancy now sports Tom’s jewelry
on her cashmere.
An out of this world serenade
with “Slide whistles” was offered
the other PM by Phi Delts Walt
Kirsch and George Watkins in
honor of Mary Joy Ham and Mar
tha Moore. /
Overheard Sigma Kappa Betsy
Moffit wondering where the Ore
gon Spirit is going. Mused Bet
sy, “The only place I find spirit
these days is in liquid.” . . . No
ticing that the price of furs are
on the up-grade, Zoo queen
Marge Peterson of the Crazy Chi
Os is raising her own. Marge is
feeding three armadillos and one
chinchilla with the profits from
her candy concession . . . Gamma
Phi Donna Rankin is feeling foot
loose and fancy free again after
a time on the shelf. . . .
Those wild looking males you
see pole vaulting around the quad
are only members of the IFC
trying to ready plans for the ree
gional conference to be held here
late in October. Representatives
from 100 colleges and universities
are expected to be recipients of
that famous Oregon hospitality.
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