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DUCK TRACKS
By Jim Mendenhall
Emerald Intramural Editor
All is relatively quiet on the intramural front this week, as the
three sports recommended at the intramural meeting last week
are still awaiting the approval of Dean Leighton. If all three
sports are sanctipned by the dean, the IM program will be in
creased to 12 activities.
Many arguments were heard both for and against the addition
of more activities to the already large schedule. Probably the two
main reasons that wrestling and other sports were not added at
the meeting are as follows:
1. A budget of $5000 is allowed by the university.
2. Too many sports sometimes lead to a neglect of academic
chores.
Volleyball Continues
The volleyball season starts the season half of its long and
rather drawn out schedule. If Mr. Gallup would (He might have
already) take a poll concerning the most popular sports, we would
estimate that volleyball would probably battle with tiddly-winks
for the last place vote. However, if more fans would take a trip
over to courts 40 and 43 they would discover that volleyball isn’t
a game for tired Civil War veterans but that it requires as much
$and possibly more skill than some of our most poplar athletic ac
tivities.
We dread the thought of picking an all star team because of
the difficulty of picking outstanding players in a game featured
by as much .teamwork as is volleyball. Thus far Louie Santos of
Minturn and Dick Alguire of Sigma Alpha Epsilon are the only
stars who have been able to draw our attention, although several
others have indicated their talents and established themselves as
candidates for the all-star selections. It is a mystery to us why
each living organization picks its “A” and “B” squads. The “A”
sextets are generally considered superior to the two but the cali
ber of some of the “B” teams we’ve seen in action lead us to be
lieve that if the champions of both divisions clashed at the end of
the season the outcome would be a close win for either team.
Boxing Aided
After several weeks of mentioning the boxing outlook this col
umn has nearly run out of fuel on the subject. If this dainty little
game is given official sanction, participants as well as the specta
tors will probably receive a jolting surprise when (and if) they
witness their first match.
Recently passed regulations now require that participating
athletes wear such equipment as to protect .vulnerable spots such
as the head. Other preventive measures are the requirement of
padding on the ring and ring posts and physical examination of
the fighters before each bout. The inclusion of these require
ments does not rid boxing of all its injuries but the amount of
damage received in the ring will probably take a sharp nosedive.
No Funchies
The addition of extra equipment may even slow the game down
a bit but surely no one will offer the argument that it is better to
have a group of disabled athletes rvalking on their heels and
going into a convulsion at the sound of a cash register, rather
than to take a little of the speed from boxing. It’s generally con
ydeded that boxing has caused considerable damage, and if it is
not added to the intramural sports program it will be mainly for
this reason.
Little has been said in this column about the men behind the
scene of intramural activities. Paul Washke and Loran Perry are
the two men to whom the job of directing IM sports belongs. The
task of handling and maintaining such a smooth working pro
gram is a heavy one and demands much time and effort on the
part of both gentlemen.
Rebec, Ann Judson Win
By Carlyn Huntington
Ann Judson, Rebec House, and
Zeta Tau Alpha added victories to
their records in WAA action Tues
day.
Ann Judson, trailing 17-15 at
halftime, moved ahead tu beat
Orides, 37-29. Ellie Mathews scored
eight points for the winners, while
Cleta Anderson and Artie Bates
each scored eight for Orides.
Rebec House’ toppled Susan
Campbell, 37-23, after leading by a
17-13 count at halftime. Marie Sor
enson tallied eight points for Rebec,
^while Georgia Dragich led the los
t ers with six.
ZTA won over Gamma Phi Beta
by forefeit.
No volleyball games are sche
duled today.
A round-robin badminton tourna
ment has been scheduled, with all
entrants divided into four leagues.
Girls participating in the tourney
are:
League 1—Monte Gutchow, Char
lotte Johnson, Shirley Boner, Joan
DeBenedetti, and Linnie Serfling;
League 2—Pat Raybould, Diane
Dunne, Sally Berlow, Gay LaNelle,
and Florence Martin; League 3—
Bernice Bradley, Kathy Bavarrd,
Donna Wheeler, Virginia Gibbons,
and Bobbie Chudus; League 4—
Marian Christenson, Pat Poliak,
Barbara Altmeyer, and Lee Kellow.
Irate Reporter Finds Dungeon
Hidden in Library Basement
ny join r rye
“Give my plate to Snowbelle,
Mother, I'm locked in the library
dungeon and won’t be home to
night!”
If I had had a telephone and a
housemother to say it to, this is
what I would have told her last
Friday afternoon when I sudden
ly found myself cut off from the
rest of the world in the periodical
filing room of the library.
(Note to readers: Due to the
swollen condition of my hands
from two hours of pounding on
steel doors, I’m dictating this to
my private secretary, an ignorant
14-year-old girl freshman.)
Like I said, it was Friday after
noon and this innocent young re
porter went to the libe in search
of moldy information from the yel
low pages of back Emeralds. I
went through all the channels and
red tape that even visitors to the
Oakridge atomic plant shouldn’t
be subject to, in order to gain ad
Stunts Promote
Reunion Dance
Ike Carpenter records will be
played as a promotion stunt for
the Homecoming dance in the Stu
dent Union and the Co-op for the
last time today. Carpenter’s re
cords have been played in the two
locations for the past two days.
Gretchen Grefe, Homecoming
dance promotion chairman, said
Monday that posters have been dis
tributed to every campus living or
ganization and to several campus
buildings. A sound truck will tour
the campus Wednesday advertis
ing the Nov. 4 dance.
Flying speeches to all men’s
houses, under the chairmanship of
Joyce Rathbun, were given last
week and early this week by a
group of freshmen girls. In charge
of the three teams were Melita
Moyer, Lillis McGinn and Rosalind
Frazer. The girls, dressed as flap
pers of the ’26’s, gave a song and
dance routine promoting the Home
coming dance.
Press Meet Held
Despite Weather
Despite the storm and difficul
ties of transportation, over 500
student delegates and 70 advisors
used the facilities of the Student
Union for the largest Oregon High
School Press Conference, held
Saturday.
The luncheon entertainment, ar
ranged by Bob Chambers, was
handled by Jerry Crary, who ran
the show on a Hawaiian theme.
Gordon Greb, manager of the
conference from the School of
Journalism was pleased with the
tag of the “largest gathering of its
kind in the West,” and also with
the response of the participating
delegates.
Awards for newspaper improve
ment, with special attention given
to the feature page were awarded
as follows: C. S. Jackson placque
to The Cardinal, of Lincoln High
School, Portland; Harvey W. Scott
Award to the Bend High School
Pine Murmurs; and the Harris
Ellsworth award to the Lowell
High School Broadcaster.
It looks as if there will soon be
a mill pond on campus as well as
a mill race, if they don’t plant
grass by the SU.
mittance to the filing room.
Credentials Needed
A librarian asked for creden
tials, then took out a key and led
me to the basement. We kept go
ing through doors and I kept listen
ing for pass-words and secret
knocks.
Pretty soon her eyes got glassy
and she said, “This is it,” and left
me alone with the cobwebs and
millions of musty-smelling news
papers.
When time came to leave, I
found myself confronted with con
crete walls and barred doors. Na
turally I realized that students
are encouraged to use the library,
but I didn’t know that the dearth
of scholars there was so great they
locked in those that did come.
After all this was Friday after
noon and I was supposed to be in
the Side drinking root beer with
my friends. They’d never under
stand, possibly because they nev
er use the library, especially on
Friday afternoon.
Pounding on the two doors drew
nothing but blood, so I resorted
to wearing out my heels next. I
could see all this was futile after
another hour, and was about to
give up when my sharp little pink
eyes spotted a manhole cover on
the floor between the shelves of
the Condon Globe Times of 1941
and the Baker Herald of 1918.
Foresees Escape
I chuckled fiendishly and slap
ped myself in the face for being
so clever. I could see the headline
already: “Sewer Used as Outlet
for Brilliant Escape Artist.”
But I was foiled again. The thing
was about 12 feet down from the
floor and I didn’t have a ladder.
There was nothing left to do but
catch up on my reading and wait.
(Of course I could have taken up
the ancient sport of tiddly-winks
with the manhole cover, but then
my hands, you know.)
The Mill City Western Stamp
Collector of 1934 didn’t look too
interesting, but the head reading
“Farewell for Pigeons’’ in ..the
Siuslaw Oar really got my atten
tion.
Being- a bird lover and a past
Exhausted Rooster of the Audubon
Society, I read further: “Mr. and
Mrs. Luke Pigeon were given a
farewell party yesterday before
their trip to Drain.’’
Equally fascinating was the one
from the Heppner Gazette Times
that read: “JoAnne Wilson’s
Fleece Captures P. I. Purple
Award.” After scrutinizing the ar
ticle to find out more about this
female monstrosity, I ran across
the details. I was disappointed to
learn that JoAnne had merely tak
en first prize with her sheep In
a stock show.
By this time I was getting bor
ed with the whole thing, and whan
I caught myself eating corners- off
the Springfield News I knew I bad
to get out of there.
During my explorations for ,a
way out, I ran across a woodiift
that wouldn’t work, some Hire
wood, an axe, old Venetian blinds
and some back issues of Cahiers
Du Sud, a French version of Time.
Sees The Light
Finally I came to a wall that
hung down from the ceiling and
stopped about four feet from the
floor. I crawled under and to ray
surprise found myself in another
periodical room.
My heart beat faster as I spied
a light in one end. I headed for it
as fast as my legs (already de
formed from malnutrition) would
carry me. '
Through more doors now, up
ramps, up steps. I emerged behind
the desk of the circulation room.
Ah, freedom at last!
Get away from that plate, Snow
belle, I’m coming home!
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