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Challenge to Greeks
Campbell Club has done it again.
Last Friday night they walked off with
another first when they picked up the trophy
for King of Hearts.
Let’s-look at the fabulous record that this
band of independents has racked up in the
past few months.
Junior Weekend (some suggested it be
changed to Independent Weekend after the
last one)—Campbell Club walked off with
a first in the float parade for the fourth year
in a row and then turned around and picked
up a first in singing, too.
Homecoming—Campbell Club beat out
the fraternities for first in the sign contest
(they were second the year before).
Beau Brummell Contest — Campbell
Club again.
Dads Day — Not only did Campbell
Club win the Barbershop quartet contest,
but it placed two quartets in the final six.
King of Hearts contest—Campbell Club.
This last one is especially cutting to the
fraternities. The smoothest man on campus,
the King of Hearts, is traditionally thought
of a fraternity man. But not this year. The
1955 idol of the Oregon co-ed is a Campbell
Clubber. And so is Beau Brummell. Per
haps the fraternity man had better take a
long look at himself in the mirror. What's
wrong ?
What is wrong with the fraternity system ?
The traten#ties couldn't match the Camp
bell Club record (except in intramural
sports) if they took all 21 of their records
and placed them alongside that of Campbell
Club. Even in grades these Independents are
well up near the top.
Fall term, four fraternities bested them
and last Spring term only two ranked above
the independent club.
Fraternities on campus can take the Camp
bell Club challenge two ways.
They can sit around on their padded pos
teriors and make up excuses why Campbell
Club is making a better record than they
are. “They have freshmen living in.” Right,
they have ten in their house now and had 15
last Spring term when they cleaned up at
Junior Weekend.
"They have music majors, too." Right,
and they probably helped considerably,
both in the All-Campus Sing and the Bar
bershop Quartet contest, as well as in fly
ing speeches for the various candidates.
“Architecture majors?” Yes, they have
some of those, too, which probably helps
in the sign and float contests.
Yes, if you work hard enough at it, it
isn’t too hard to explain Campbell Club's
achievements. But how do you explain their
out and out hustle? — Hustle probably mo
tivated first bv a knowledge that they can
win if they try and second by the extreme
pleasure they get by beating the fraternities
at their own games.
It’s 21 against 1. fraternities, ami you’re
getting beaten. Sure you can have a Greek
Week and exclude them, but why not meet
the challenge head-on and beat them in open
competition ?
Maybe it’s a good thing fraternities don't
have to rush against Campbell Club.—(D.L.)
Ole Like “Ore. ”
Senator Richard L. Xeuberger. the young
er half of what Time magazine calls the
“Morseburger," has asked that state agen
cies and newspapers join in his campaign to
make “Oreg.” the standard abbreviation for
“Oregon.”
Xeuberger’s request was based on the
fact that the Government Printing office, the
US Division of Geography, and the Board
of Geographic Names prefers and uses
“Oreg.”
“Oreg.” may be fine for purposes of stand
ardization. but personally, we feel a great
attachment for the good old “Ore.” Look at
the two side by side—“Ore.” is much more
aesthetically pleasing than the harsher, more
guttural “Oreg.”
INTERPRETING THE NEWS
Scientist Says 10 Cobalt Bombs
Could Make Earth Uninhabitable'
By J. M. ROBERTS
Associated Press News Analyst
From one side of the earth
comes word from Otto Hahn, one
of the original atom splitters,
that 10 cobalt-coated bombs
would just about make the world
uninhabitable, no matter where
dropped.
Not much is known publicly
about the so-called cobalt bomb,
except that cobalt becomes ex
tremely radioactive. It is being
experimented with in the United
States for the treatment of dis
ease under the most extreme
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shielding and safety precautions.
Apparently, used in a bomb,
it would be reduced to fine par
ticles which would spread death
dealing radiation over a vast
area—one bomb, one-tenth of the
earth, according to Hahn.
From the other side of
Hahn’s endangered earth, and
from Moscow, come political
statements which, if believed
by those who utter them, con
stitute a sinister frame of
mind.
“Should-the imperialists start
a war of aggression, we, to
I Letters to the Editor
niiiirt
Canoe Fete
Emerald Editor:
The Canoe Fete Committee has
been gratified with the fine sup
port and spirit of cooperation
displayed by the students, fac
ulty and alumni of the University
of Oregon toward the Canoe
Fete and the bigger task of Mill
race restoration. Our group is
conscious of its obligation and
will continue, both as individuals
and as committee, to help foster
this attitude.
Staging of the Canoe Fete
is a large task, made larger
by our "wealth of inexperi
ence.” This causes false starts
and changes in plans. These
false starts and tentative plans
have been the basis of several
rumors which have been ei
ther completely incorrect or
have distorted the committee’s
plans. Every effort is being
made to keep the students well
informed on our progress and
as decisions are made they will
be announced.
In your editorial of February
15th, you stated that the Junior
Class was backing the Canoe
Fete with $600. This is incor
rect. All the Classes are under
writing the event for the total
of $600.
We wish to thank the Emer
ald for its editorial support and
fine news coverage given the
Canoe Fete.
Yours for Oregon’s Finest
Tradition,
Bob Schooling, Co-chairman
ASUO Canoe Fete Steering
Committee
gether with the whole world, will
certainly wipe them out clean
from the surface of the globe,"
says Mao Tze Tung. It was an
echo of the same thought ex
pressed by Russia’s Foreign Min
ister Molotov at the recent meet
ing of the Supreme Soviet.
By imperialists, Mao means
the Western powers which the
Reds have long promised to con
quer and rule.
As for his meaning in use of
the word aggression, he has ac
cused the United States of ag
gression for interposing naval
force in the Formosa Straits in
ar effort to prevent the Com
munist and Nationalist Chinese
from resuming full-scale war
fare.
Expressions of belief by Mao
and Molotov that the Commun
ist sphere can survive an atom
ic war while the Democratic
sphere cannot may be only
bombast.
Too often repeated, however,
it might mesmerize both the
Communist leaders and their peo
ples.
Actually believed, it might
tempt them into starting a world
disaster.
The A-bomb, nor the H-bomb
alone, is the be-all and end-all.
That idea had to be dropped.
But if any rtation is going to
drop the idea that these devel
opments absolutely demand the
foreswearing of war, that nation
is laying itself and the world
open to incalculable terror.
A DAY AT THE ZOO
Carbonated Orange
Disastrous On Dates
By Bob Funk
Enwrild CBumnitt
He finally wedged paat the
woman on the aisle without apill
ing more than half the popcorn
on the man in the row ahead;
he almost sat on somebody else's
date, which he had mistaken for
his own empty seat, and then
there he was, sitting next to her
again, distributing the carbon
ated orange und candy bars and
Chooie-gooies.
"Is that you," he hissed into
the darkness.
"Umm-hmm." You still could
n't be sure with an answer like
that. He wish
ed that his
eyes would
adjust.
"What hap
pened while 1
was gone?"
"That other
guy found him
snunplng
around In the
barn and they
started fight
ing and then the Indian dropp'd
on both of them from the loft
and then she shot him."
"Shot who?"
"That other one." she said
irritably.
For some seconds their only
contact was her plunging her
hand into the box of popcorn.
His eyes were beginning to
adjust—It was her. after all.
He wished she would finish
her carbonated orange so he
could hold her hand. He him
self had chugalugged his, but
she was a sipper, a bom sipper.
the kind you could never get to
take more than one drink, even
of carbonated orange, an eve
ning.
The cup of orange went up to
her mouth and then down again.
Was there some left, or was she
just faking ? Couldn't she hold
it in her other hand ?
After a few minutes another
course of action occurred to him.
The problem was to start cas
ually putting his arm up around
the back of her seat. This proved
to be nigh on impossible to do
casually. He had done it before,
but maybe it was the way this
theater was set up. He got his
elbow back In a very un-casual
position, got his hand stuck in
the crack between their seats,
and in extricating it hit her with
considerable force on the neck.
"Ow," she said. "What’re you
doing, anyway.”
“I’m sorry," he said, "I was
stretching."
With this ground lost again
he had to use the haml for
eating popcorn, or at least the
little unpopped kernels she had
left at the bottom. He had
entirely discarded all thought*
of demonstration* of affection
whrn there was a plop on thc
floor which Mounded very iiuii'h
like her enrhonated orange cup
dropping.
Her left hand, a communique
flaiihed about lnpi<ir> of him, i»
now free. It wan hImo sticky, he
discovered a few aecnndn later.
She must have berm playing with
the carbonated orange. For some
time they sat there, communi
cating stickily.
"I need my hand back," she
said.
••What ?"
“I need my hand bark, I have
to get u handkerchief out of
my purftc ho I ran blow my none."
he released the hand, which went
in the other direction In search
of the handkerchief.
While Hhe in blowing her nose,
he thought, I could aneakily get
my arm up on the back of her |
Heat and no sooner wan this
dining plan conceived than it
was carried out. She leaned for
ward to blow her nose, and he,
the cavalier, the man of the
world, placed his arm comprom
Isingly along the top of the seat.
She leaned back. "Hey," she
aa id.
"What ?”
"Don't look now. but whoever*
sitting behind us is practically
crawling into our row. I can feel
their hands or something "
"It’s my arm," he said, hoping
that this would appeal to her ro
mantic. or at least to her chai -
liable instincts.
"What's it doing up there?"
kIii- asked.'
"If you don’t know," he said,
“there probably Isn't any um
having it up there an.vuay.”
He withdrew it, hitting the
man la-hind him who hissed
NK< HKKS! angrily to his wife.
“Do you want to hold my
hand?" she asked.
."NO!" he said.
"Shh* We're in the movies!"
"I SAID NO," he said, "and I
don't care if we are in the mov
ies " he felt himself rising to
his feet, heard himself shouting,
saw the people turning around.
" 1 do NOT want to hold your
hand because it's got carbon
ated orange sticking^ all over
it. and I DID want to put my
arm around the back of your
seat, and NOW all I want
Reports of what happened at
this point differ widely, but it
is agreed that he shoved the pop
corn box down around her head
and stamped off down the aisle,
stepping upon peoples' feet and
kicking their knees wherever
possible.
"These kids." the man behind
this now-empty scat said, "no
morals at all."
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