Virgil D. Earl On March 8 Dean Virgil D. Karl closed his long record of service to the University of Oregon. Even as ail undergraduate, lie had been outstanding, both for his interest in athletics and for his scholastic ability. One of the pages in his career that will be best remembered ' is that as student manager of the track team, he was responsible for hiring the late Bill Hayward, who was so instrumental in leading the Oregon track teams to prominence. For 17 years after his graduation, Dean Earl taught in high schools throughout the state. Then he returned to the Univer sity, first as a member of the physical education school faculty, then as dean of men. It was his role as dean of men that he will be best remem bered bv the many people he helped guide through college. His philosophy was always to be of help to the students. Though he could he stem when the occasion arose, he was better known for his willingness to uphold the student’s side of a problem. A member of Kappa Sigma, Dean Earl had the reputation of being “best friend" to Oregon’s fraternities. He was never too busy to aid, should some fraternity need anything from ad vice to a chaperon. The many incidents that occurred during the long period he was dean of men will now be relegated to the field of legend, to be embellished upon by each succeeding generation of Univer sity students. There is, for instance, the time he was water bagged by playful boys who were really aiming at the mailman. These memories will linger and mingle with those of his deeds of service in the minds of those w ho knew him. Dr. Harry K. Newburn ably summed up Dean Earl’s contri butions when he said: “The University of Oregon has had few friends with the long and loyal record of support given by \ irgil D. Earl. Throughout his 26 years as a member of the faculty, he main tained deep devotion to duty ami a willingness at all times to give his time and energies to the service of the L Diversity. He will be deeply missed by three decades of Oregon students over whose lives he exercised a profound influence and who respect ed him a> a friend and adviser.” J. G. -Out of Focus You'd Think They'd Plan Spring Term with More Consideration Bv Kirk Braun The sweet young hting was taking it over with her roommate. “Honestly. Sal. this registering has got me down. I just don't know what to take.” The other sweet young thing was busily checking through the catalog and time schedule. “Huh, you're not the only one. J thought I had my schedule all figured out 'til I looked at the final exam schedule and that really threw me for a loss. Did you ever see anything like it? One on Wednesday, two on Thursday and one on Friday— from 3 to 5, too.” “Gosh, that's a catastrophe! You're going to change it before you register, aren't you?” “I should hope to tell you. I'm not going to get caught again like I did winter term. Why, I didn't get home 'til Christmas eve.” “Spring term is always the tdughost. You just can't have classes in the afternoon when the weather is so nice." “No eight o’eloeks, either. It's hell to have to get up at 8 o'clock. "Look, Sal. I've got it all fig ured out. To get away from here on Tuesday noon of final week, we’ll have to take 9 o'eloeks on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. 9 o’eloeks on Tuesdays and Thursdays and 10 o'eloeks Mon day through Friday. That should be easy enough.” “Swell, let’s look through the time schedule and see what's of fered at those hours.” “Wait, kiddo. Two three-hour courses and two two-hour courses per week will only give us ten hours, we have to take at least 12 hours.” “How about making those Tuesday and Thursday classes three-hour courses that meet on Saturday, too?" “Oh, no. I can't have any Sat urday classes. That just ruins the weekends.” “Yeah, that’s right.” “We could take something that didn't have a final exam." “What, pray tell?” "Well, some of the PE courses don't have finals—also some of the creative writing courses— short story writing.” “When’s that meet?” “Let's see—oh, oh, 1 or 2 on Tuesday and Thursday." “You'd certainly think that they’d plan spring term with a little more consideration. God knows, there's so much going on during spring that it’s hard enough to study as it is." “Well, looks as though we're going to have to take an after noon class. One o'clock isn't too bad.” “Yeah well, my schedule's finished. Now to smile sweetly on my adviser and hope he okays it." (PL’JSS turn tj pj:lf Stjtlt) Oregon W Emerald The Oregon Dmi y Emerat.d. published daily during the College year except Sundays. Mondavi hoUda's, and 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 post office, F.ugene, Oregon. Bri.I. YATES. Editor Bob Reed, Managing Editor VIRGIL TUCKER, Business Manager Tom McLaughlin, Asst' Bus. Mgr. Associate Editors: Jim* ftvHf, flnhlee Bmnhy, Diana Dve, Barfcj*a He>v*ood Advertising Manager: Joau Muwungii Ah--Spring Term at the XU' Here's Some Tips on Making Most of Those Sunny Days By Michael Callahan Old-timers on the campus glance up at the leaden grey clouds and shrug, young fresh room lectures. men daliy polisn their gleaming new converti bles, and musty old professors prepare a few sparkling words on the pleasurees of | wine and love, I for their class Spring term has come to Ore gon. Now spring, to the new and in nocent, is a mysterious and en chanting era that was forever being discussed during fall and winter. The older and wiser among the students simply leer and say 'nothing. Therefore, to ease the minds of the wondering uninitiated, this column is a pri mary reader in what to expect during the next few months . . . for better or otherwise. . . . First, a whole new dictionary of terms must be learned. “Laurelwood” and “Oakway” have nothing to do with the for est primeval—only that part of the tree that goes into the shaft of a driver. “Tiny’s” and “Max ie's,” once the sanctum of the upperclass, will soon become as familiar as your own room, and probably you will be spending more time over an afternoon brew there than with the books at home. If and when the sun ever burns through and the days become long and warmly lazy, the great Oregon sport of picnicking will open. “Fiji Meadows” and the “Playgrounds” are the best spots for a little lab work in human re lations. rt is the one and only lab section where books are taboo. Next to the matter of life on campus. Mondays’ Wednesdays, and Fridays, with their heavy class schedules are written off as lost, and study table resembles a game of ping-pong played Chicago style—with you as the ball. It is a worthy (and abnormal! person who can keep a healthy balance between study and play as one bright hot day fallows another. Tuesdays and Thursdays are given over to the sun-worship pers. This includes such sports as water-bagging, hosing, and driv ing slowly down sorority row checking the bathing suit pre views. Friday evenings and Satur days (except for those slow enough to be stuck with Satur day classes) are dedicated to the lighter things in life. Eugene’s drive-in theater, opened late last summer, should do a booming business with closed convertibles. The few local swimming pools will be swamped by day and night, and the town eateries will sell out their stocks of beer and sandwiches as the weekly parade of campus cars heads out to the cool picnic spots. Lastly, reckoning with educa tion. Spring term at Oregon pro vides a truly liberal education, but one that is not apt to earn grades or hours. Therefore, this parting advice to the newcomers. Next winter term, go into isola tion with your books and shun the pleaesures of a fire and a blonde on a snowy evening. Dedi cate yourself to the almighty GPA, and bolster it safely. Then, when spring rolls around again, you too will be an older and wiser student and entitled to a few leers. --— Wild Notes Victor, Capitol Enter Slow-Disc Field I By FRED YOUNG In order to boot our readership from its present 97 per cent to around 100 per cent we'll start keep reading! mentioning names around || the quadrangle in a systematic I fashion. To F, day's best bets are Nonna Aal vik and Aileen Z u t a v e r n . II Chances are ij you'll find your own in here so Victor and Capitol have adopted similar long-play ing' records of their own which are dissimilar to Columbia’s slow-moving discs. Admiral and Scott-Farnsworth are the only two radios thus far which are able to play the three present types of commercial records: the conventional 7S rpm, the Colum bia 33 rpm, and the new Vietor Capitol doughnut of 45 turns a minute. Victor has perfected a special playing unit for its 7-inch record with the 1 inch hole in the cen ter. Instead, of one long perform ance on each record as Columbia features, the Victor changer takes three seconds between its shorter playing records. Advance reports say that in comparison the Victor idea is the better and its performance and reproduction are better. However, we'll short ly be able to see for ourselves. An unexplored spot for most Portlanders is McElroy's ball room. With a past reputation of sorry music and dingy atmos phere, we’d venture to say it's been remodeled into the best ball room in the northwest. No com mercial just a red-hot tip. The greatest on “records that will sell” this month is Ray Gil bert’s Columbia offering of "Pin Stripe Pants" a funny novelty plus a sharp vocal by the fellow who wrote the tune. Billy Eckstine exhibits his ex acting tone control and rum bling vibrato on National releas es of “Fools Rush In,” “Cara van," and “Blue Moon.” It’s the best thing put on wax by any male vocalist these days. Mel Torme also renders “Blue Moon” on a new Capitol record. The “Fog” receives good support from an orchestra directed by ex Kenton arrenger Pete Rugolo. Benny Goodman debuts his new band on Capitol with “Un dercurrent Blues” which is short on blues, long on the bop. Ex-ken tonite Eddie Bert’s trombone and the improving Doug Mettome’3 trumpet are featured along with the leader’s jazzy clarinet. Easy going enesemble bop backed by Buddy Greco’s ballading about ‘‘Somebody Marguerite.” Greco, who also plays very much piano with BG, leans toward the mod ern Eckstine-Sarah Vaughn song style and is one of the most in i' Please turn to page eight) From Other Editors (From Duquesne Duke . Few college students any longer appear interested in knowledge for knowledge’s sake, or nearning for cultural and self-satisfying pur poses. The great specialization urge has invaded the college mind, discrediting the once ideal liberal education. Many studnts now, are concerned only with studies pertinent to what they consider their ‘monetary majors.’ Any required subject, not particularly relevant to their chosen fields, but necessary for the most limited kind of rounded education, meets with an angry chorus of, “What do we have to take this for.” Employing thought on these boring essentials, becomes more distasteful and laborious as the years pass. Education for these is but a means to an end; an end composed of a diploma secured job and satisfactory wages. A good example of this type of specialized thinking, occurred re cently in a philosophy class. At the time, the respective merits and 1 failings of Spinoza, Kant, and Hegel were being discussed. The in structor then proceeded to point out the fallacies in the philosophers' \ idealist tendencies towards sense-knowldge. | One of our many specialists, thoroughly annoyed with this “absurd waste of time,” cried indignantly, “If all these guys are wrong, why do we bother with them at all. Why not just study the ones that are right and save a lot of time and trouble. These “short-cutters” to knowledge are merely putting in time, time which they resentfully admit is necessary to secure that most sought after “by all”—the diploma. The dollar sign is undoubtedly an important insignia, and unfortu nately governs our physical lives, but it should not dictate to the mind. The mind should govern the dollar, not the dollar the mind. In later years, when the body becomes old and worn, worldly riches can no longer be appreciateed, and their value diminishes greatly. The man, whose entire life had been wrapped around a farthing's whims may then experience discouragemnt and despair. Money, which, had occupied the greatest part of his mind for decades, will no longer seem important, and he can only wait for death with that disillusioned, vacuous thing, which might have been filled with soul-satisfying, in destructible knowledge. Consider your set of values wisely and well. Perhaps, you will have to live with them for quite some time.—Duquesne Duke.