Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012, November 13, 1950, Page Two, Image 2

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Anita Holmes, Editor
Don Thompson, Business Manager
Loin a Larson, Managing Editor
Barbara Williams, Advertising Manager
Tom King, Ken Metzlsr, Don Smith, Associate Editors
Assistant Editor: Sam Fidman
News Editor: Norman Anderson
Wire Editor: John Barton
Sports Editor: Pete Cornacchia
Chief Night Ed.tor: Mary E. Hall
Assistant Manapng F'4.lt5.!Ls: Bob
chen Grondahl, Ralph Thompson, Fred Vos
Cireuiation Manager: Jean Lovell__
Assistant Business Manager: omrxcy
National Advertising Manager:
Bonnie Birkemeier
Layout Manager: Martel Scroggin
Portland Advertising: Karla Van Loan
Zone Managers: Fran Neel, Jean Hoffman,
Virginia Kellogg, Don Miller, Val Schultz,
• Harriet Vahey.
Rush Week Gets the Bum's Rush
Rush week—that barbarian of the fraternity system—begins
It begins on paper today, that is. Since the announcement of
this mid-term rush week, houses have been contacting pros
pects by telephone, entertaining like mad, and visiting the wor
One dorm counselor called Thursday night, wondering if
the Emerald could politely ask the rushers to stay away from
the dormitories part of the time. Studying (some do it, you
know) was being disrupted sadly by the nugget-seekers.
It’s a kill-or-be-killed business, we know. And no man alone
can correct it.
But isn’t there a leader or a house or a group of houses sick
enough of this cut-throat competition to do something about
it... not especially for this damnable rush week, but for those
in the future.
Where is this thing called honor?
Moss Student Body Trip Would Be Ducky
Here’s a thought which, though a little tardy lor the 1950
football campaign, might develop into something lor the fu
ture if the right people start agitating in the right places at the
right time—which means right soon.
Why doesn’t Oregon take a student body trip—a pilgrimage
en masse—to one of the out-of-town games every year, the par
ticular event to be selected by the Executive Council or by a
student body vote.
In other words, instead of the students going piecemeal to
one out-of-town game one week and another the next, let them
go as one great big happy family with pre-arranged details.
Need you be more convinced, consider these advantages.
The confusion over cutting classes would be eliminated;
there would be only one “confused” weekend rather than the
customary three or four. Quite possibly the administration
would agree to suspend Friday afternoon and Saturday classes
for the one event.
Too, a train caravan could be arranged at cheaper rates—a
“Webfoot Special” carrying Duck supporters to and from the
event—plus the usual quotas of rallies, dances, and what-have
you at the game-site.
Now, considering the 1951 season—the University of Cali
fornia game Nov. 17 at Berkeley is a natural.
If the project were undertaken some time this year, chances
are the necessary arrangements might be forthcoming before
next fall.—T.K.
the Second Cup...
One of Oregon’s professors remarked the other morning
while returning test papers, “Some of you fell on your faces
miserably. But then,” he added, “some faces were meant to
full on.”
Borrowed from Egyptian papyrus—the oldest known writ
ing on paper: “Alas, things are not what they used to be. Every
body wants to write a book and children no longer obey their
the daily 'E'...
to the Oregon faculty for its generous contributions to the
Community Chest drive—virtually absorbing the camp
us’ $4,000 quota by itself. Also to N. H. Cornish, profes
sor of business administration, for his excellent work as
director of the faculty drive.
to the University of Washington coaches and supporters
who broadcast that the Huskies’ second string would do
the job of demolishing the Oregon Webfoots Saturday
Vo/a a' the Week
Webfoots Take Over Seattle
When a football team flies to Seattle, some of the players
study on the hour and a half long trip. A quarterback works on
accounting; a senior studies a 100 course; a sophomore con
centrates deeply on a thesaurus—“it’s a good book.”
Puddles sits in the front of the plane, and some wonder if his
ears are popping. And someone wonders if he has ears.
University of Washington rally squad members and Wash
ky, the husky, meet the Webfoots and Puddles at the airport.
On the. long drive back to town, one of the Washingtonians
tells about the Fuddle-Duddle club, beer drinkers whose pledge
pin is a bottle cap.
Ducks, other than the ball-players, are in Seattle to see the
game and also to a’ttend a student union meeting.
Oregon’s Director Dick Williams is on the second floor of
Washington’s union building—the Hub—when a U. O. band
member unknowingly asks Williams, "Would you please tell
me where the ‘john’ is?” Coincidence.
Game time, and nobody’s ashamed of the green machine from
Eugene either before or after the 60 minutes of football. Every
body’s especially proud of the Oregon band, and impressed
with the U. of W. card section.
And hardly a listener believes the radio announcer who says
2000 Webfoots are attending the game. The coqnt is closer to
Rounding up a football team after the game is almost harder
than playing the game. Easiest of all is the drive through Se
attle’s downtown section enroute to the airport.
A motorcycle escort blocks traffic while the two busses snake
through busy streets. Truman had it no better.
Some ballplayers sing while they wing southward. One song,
almost forgotten, goes something like . . victory’s the cry of
The Word
The Life of a Collegian:
It's 'Oh-So-Wonderful'
-From Stan Turnbull'
Lots of happenings happened
during this past weekend, it
seems ... If Bob Funk will par
don us, the people-in-the-place
where-we-live went through four
letter-word . . . the furnace grat
ing got up and walked off, hence
no fires . . . silverware took a va
cation too; people eating peas
with paring knives, gravy ladles,
spatulas, and frozen fingers.
Kappas reportedly liquidated
their interest in the poultry busi
ness the very morning after they
incorporated . .. but where’s that
second chicken? And how many
people can run through the same
door at the same time ?
Ogegana editor Ruth Landry is
really a very messy typist ... at
least she decided she was when a
letter she was typing came out all
over gooey . . . then she discover
ed a bee had taken up tempor
ary lodgings back of the roller on
her Royal.
Funny at the time at least was
cPosing-hour comment of lock-up
gal at local sorority, “Okay,
youth of America, time to get
the heck home . .
And there was the alum at
Homecoming who heard the Ore
gon seal had been moved to the
front of the Student Union, went
to look, focussed patriotic eyes
(blue with red whites) on the
manhole cover by the side en
trance and rambled off cursing
the younger generation as incur
able practical jokers.
With (choke) rush week be
ginning this week, there should
be a whole new batch of funny
stories soon . . there was the
fellow who went through rush
weeks for four years with the
only intention of getting in on
some free ginger-ale drinking ...
clever lad ... we hope none of the
freshmen get too seriously wound
ed in the hip by their pocketloads
Of pledge pins.
And at the Alpha Chi house
Friday night, there’s the slightly
early couple that almost got
conked by a hot-water bottle
thrown from the third floor . . .
but these nights are awful cold.
__M^ctrerft - > —
Christmas Commercialized?
Emerald Editor:
It is silly to complain that
Christmas has become both ex
pensive and empty, and still buy
an armful of gifts big enough to
sink the budget. And it is just as
silly to rant that Christmas has
become all tinsel and trees in
stead of stable and stars and then
balk at sending cards bearing
stable and stars.
In substituting materialistic
cards void of Christmas scenery
for messages of prayers and wish
es for God’s blessings that are the
spirit of Christmas, commercial
izatibn of . the holy day is com
We were planning to buy
our Christmas cards at the Co-op,
taking advantage of the sale as
well as of the regular display.
Amid the large array of cards we
found only several reminding the
buyer of what Christmas really
One of the Co-op personnel told
us past sales indicate students do
not buy this type of card.
Have our students indicted
themselves for loss or absence of
the true Christmas spirit?
Mrs. Julia I. Diener
Well, Well, Welles
Emerald Editor:
Although I was pleased by Mr.
Sumner Welles’ espousal of even
tual world government, I am
afraid that his comments on
world federalist groups might
have given rise to misconceptions
in some students’ minds.
These grbups, chief among
them United World Federalists,
do not want to tear down the
United Nations; on the contrary,
they want to strengthen it, either
by amending the present charter
or by writing a new, stronger,
charter, giving the world orga
nization the legislative, execu
tive, and judicial powers of a
sovereign state in those fields
affecting the maintenance Of
It seems to me that the pres
ent state of world affairs makes
such a change even more urgent
than it was before.
I agree with Mr. Welles that
the United Nations’ military ac
tion in Korea is good.
But I believe that it would have
been better still to have prevent
ed the necessity for such action
Renate Kaufmann ^
760 Mill Race Drive
It Could Be Oregon
“I’m warning you! Don’t call ine that again!”