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Anita Holmes, Editor
Don Thompson, Business manager
l.orna Parson, Managing c-cniur
Ken Metzler, Tom King, Don Smith, Associate Editors
Barbara Williams, Advertising Manager _
News Editor: Norman Anderson
Assistant News Editor: Jackie Pritzen
Chief Night Editor: Mary Hall
Wire Editor: John Barton
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Virginia Kellogg, Nancy Pollard
Circulation Manager: Jean Lovell
It's Music to Their Ears
We can all take a bow. Or at least most of us can take a bow.
Because the Registrar’s office, which keeps track of such
things as grades and the like, says the grade average for all the
students is two per cent more for last year than for the year
before.
And (this will be music to their ears) the music students can
take the biggest bow of all. Not only have they made the big
gest percentage increase, but they rank at the top of the list
with a lofty 3.40 GPA for the 1949-50 year. That’s four percent
above the 3.27 for the 1948-49 year.
Theodore Kratt, dean of the music school, says the reason
may be in the fact that the music school is a professional school
and that music students are usually very conscientious.
The Seashore music test, given incoming music students,
shows new students are 50 per cent better prepared this year,
Kratt said.
The GPA averages for other schools are:
Liberal arts 2.44, architecture and allied arts 2.65, business
administration 2.37, education 3.03, health and PE 3.04, jour
nalism 2.80, law 2.10 and military science 2.43.—K.M.
Does This Have a Parallel?
Bushman, Chicago’s famous gorilla, escaped from his cage
and roamed through the monkey house at Lincoln Park Zoo
for several hours Sunday. Associated Press told us about it.
The 550-pound ape bit his keeper when the man tried to force
him back into his cage. And the use of two small alligators to
hasten Bushman back into confinement proved futile.
It took a two-foot garter snake dangling from the end of a
pole to frighten the nation’s most awesome gorilla into his
home.
Was yesterday’s thrust across the 38th parallel our two-foot
garter snake? If so, it’s back to his crimson cage for Bushman.
Homecoming's Up to You
Homecoming—the big event of fall term—will be bigger
than ever this year, if you interested people get your petitions
into ASUO President Barry Mountain’s office before Wednes
day evening.
Oregon Governor Douglas McKay will top the list of dig
nitaries who will attend this year’s homecoming, Nov. 3, 4,
and 5. Dedication ceremonies of the new Student Union build
ing will be a highlight this year that should attract hundreds
of alums.
And, naturally, there will be the traditional events which
make students look forward to this weekend as the one in
which books can be forgotten in the folds of a racoon coat—
such events as the homecoming dance; the hearing-aid com
panies’ god-send, the noise parade; the freshmen’s terror, the
bonfire; and the traditions—painting the ‘O’, cleaning the
seal, green ribbons and rooters lids, to mention a few.
Each of these events needs students to plan them; just as the
entire weekend needs a chairman to coordinate each event.
The executive council will select the chairman from the peti
tions turned in Wednesday.
There’s room enough for everybody on homecoming com
mittees. If you turn in a petition by Wednesday—there s little
doubt that you will be used. The success of the big weekend
depends on the ability of the persons who run the weekend.
You can make homecoming bigger than ever this term—if
you will.—D. S.
THE DAILY %’ . . .
to Jim Fenimore who discovered last weekend that chair
manship of Oregon’s rally board is a job of many hours
and much responsibility.
THE OREGON LEMON . . .
to an apathetic Webfoot cheering section. May the voice
ring louder against Montana.
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By Bob Funk
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It was autumn, autumn, he
thought. And the leaves were
falling on old campus, and the
leaves were falling on new camp
us, and the leaves were messing
everything up generally.
It was autumn, and he was no
farther than he had been the
autumn before, or the spring be
fore that, or the week the dog
had had its toe-nails clipped. No
farther. And was this fatalism?
How about that.
It was autumn (reptition of
“it was autumn” is a clever lit
erary device we learned in grade
school), and somewhere an owl
was hooting a melancholy hoot;
somewhere someone was sitting
on some piano singing some
song; somewhere in Bengal a dog
was howling. Life was like that.
So indefinite.
Then he saw her, and in her he
saw the epitome of something
or-other—it had sort of slipped
his mind. It wasn’t her figure; it
wasn't the enchanting order of
old books that emanated (page
379, Webster) from her; it was
her eyes. Her eyes seemed for
ever to be straining for a glimpse
of each other—a dubious plea
sure which was made forever im
possible by the great red rudder
of her nose. (In case this imagery
more or less misses, she was
cross-eyed. She was different.
He liked women different. Tired
of all this old stuff. On with the
story.)
There was a moment of still
ness, a moment in which he knew
he would speak and she knew he
would speak and both of them
wondered why the heck he didn’t.
The grass whispered under their
feet (they were standing on this
plot of grass, see), and a band be
gan to play “Some Enchanted
Evening.”
“I must have passed this hill a
while ago,” he breathed.
“Strange to have passed this
place and not have known.”
“Sometimes I feel the same
way,” she whispered. (She was
lying: women do that.)
He felt a strange feeling some
where in his stomach. It gnawed,
and burned, and then growled.
Ah, breakfast! He had forgotten
to eat breakfast.
The band was playing “Float
in’ Down That Old Green River,”
and she was standing there ,the
sun behind her hair, her dainty
feet toying with an earthworm.
He tried to speak again, but the
band was playing, and she could
not hear, and it was Fate, yes,
Fate, and besides that, it was
autumn, and the leaves were fall
ing, and somewhere in Bengal a
dog was howling. Or maybe it
was in South Korea—anyway,
one of those places over there
this dog was howling. (No, we
don’t know what kind of a dog it
was.)
They stood there for a mom
ent, and then each turned and
walked away down their sepa
rate-path-t h a t-has-no-turning,..
and it was over, yes, very much
over. And she understood; he
knew she understood. If it hadn’t
been for the band, and the Ben
gal dog. But then, no post mor
tems.
He ate breakfast with a
strange, bitter smile on his face,
and as the waitress brought the
check he heard the band, far off,
playing “You’re the Cream in My
Coffee.” Yes, you’re the cream in
my coffee, you're the ice-cube in
my lemonade that hits me on the
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Aid to Education
Cost is Mor@ to Small States
(Ed. Note: Christian Science
Monitor’s stand on federal aid to
education is one worth noting.
We reprint it here for your con
sideration.)
The United States Office of
Education, the University of Cal
ifornia School of Education, and
the Council of State Govern
ments have completed a joint
study of the resources of the
American states for public edu
cation and what they are doing
with them.
One of the tables in the 110
page survey provides an interest
ing roster of the states in their
relative efforts to provide good
schooling for their children. It
computes this on the basis of
what percentage of the total an
nual personal income in the state
is spent for public purposes.
The states ranking highest in
this list do not have the best
schools but they are spending the
greatest proportion of their liv
ing on their schools.
The first one-third of these
are:
New Mexico, Utah, Arizona,
North Carolina, Oregon, Texas,
Louisiana, Kansas, Wyoming,
Florida, Oklahoma, West Vir
ginia, South Carolina, Washing
ton, North Dakota, and Alabama.
Meanwhile, some of the states
which have outstanding educa
tional systems are able because
of their relative wealth to sup
port them on very small fractions
of their total income. On the bot
tom of the list are Connecticut,
Rhode Island, Missouri, New
York, Illinois, Nebraska, Massa
chusetts, Ohio, Pennsylvania and
Wisconsin.
This illustrates the reason why
educators generally have come
to favor federal aid to education.
States with relatively small fin
ancial resources and' with prob
lems of distance must tax them
selves much more heavily to pro
vide even inferior education than
do wealthy and populous states
for better equipped schools. Yet
the pupils of all become citizens
of one nation. (Taken from Sept.
23, 1950, Monitor).
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Wrong Method Lies
In Freedom Scroll
By Sam Fidman =
In one man’s opinion—the Cru
sade for Freedom campaign and
its pledge scroll carry about as
much impact as a plate of cold,
mashed potatoes.
Cartoonists have portrayed the
freedom scroll as a glowing light
in a world of darkness. It is hard
ly that. At best we might relent
so far as to dub it a reflector—
but a reflector will not glow if
there is no burning light from
which it can absorb and diffuse
the rays.
Fundamentally, the Crusade
for Freedom is designed as an
ideological blow at communism
—and it is ideological—blindly
so.
Simply, it is not the way we
are going to beat communism.
The Marx-Lenin-Stalin school of
thought is made up very much of
the weaknesses of democracy;
thereby, the communists might
be called the scavengers of po
litical ideas. But—because it is
made up of a part of democracy,
and because the world is weary
ing of all too wordy ideologies,
we are hitting communism with
blunted arrows.
More plainly, the scroll does
not stir its signers—so its stir
ring effect on the Europeans will
be hardly better.
What impresses you with de
mocracy? Why do you still be
lieve that it is the best of govern
ments so far conceived by man?
Whatever that is will have the
same effect on our brethern
across the pond, as it has on U3.
Europeans know about the
sacredness of the individuals—
they have spilled enough blood
fighting for that very thing—1
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It Could Be Oregon
"Well we lired in a trailer house so long we got used to having
everything handy."
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