Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012, March 30, 1949, Page 6, Image 6

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    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
“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
“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
“Yeah well, my schedule's
finished. Now to smile sweetly
on my adviser and hope he okays
(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
words on the
pleasurees of
| wine and love,
I for their class
Spring term has come to Ore
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
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
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
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
In order to boot our readership
from its present 97 per cent to
around 100 per cent we'll start
keep reading!
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
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
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.