Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012, May 03, 1955, Page Two, Image 2

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    + EMERALD EDITORIALS +
On Reading
For the benefit of those who will not aml/or
cannot read what is printed in the Emerald
for the 122nd time today (this means it has
appeared 121 times this year), we shall quote
from the masthead :
“Unsigned editorials are written by the
editor; initialed editorials by members of
the edtorial board.”
Since this is apparently time for clearing
things up, we should make several more
comments.
One of several letters to the editor appear
ing in today’s Emerald would have people
believe that Bud Hinkson. AGS nominee for
the ASUO presidency, is quoted verbatim
a passage concerning a replacement activity
for Greek Week. This is not true—the words
were the editorial writer’s interpretation and
rephrasing of Hinkson's remarks.
Until today’s letter to the editor, the
words in question were never represented
as a direct quotation.
It apparently all goes back to reading.
One final comment—the same restrictions
the Emerald places on its editorials will be
placed on letters to the editor. No letters sup
porting any candidate will be printed in Wed
nesday’s Emerald.
Outstanding Program
\\ hile the visits of J. Robert Oppenheimer
and William Faulkner are still fresh in our
memories, it might be well to look at the Uni
versity’s assembly program that has made
these visits possible.
Actually the program is a composite of
the work of a number of lecture commit
tees. The University Assembly committee
which sponsors the Tuesday afternoon pro
grams really handles the workhorse load.
More than 15 speakers are brought to cam
pus each year by this committee which op
erates with the relatively modest budget
of $2,250.
Speakers on limited and specialized topics
are handled by the University Lectures com
mittee at eight o’clock in the evening. Tin
Failing Distinguished Lectures committee
is called into action when a great deal of
money (up to $1,000) is required to draw a
speaker to Eugene.
Dr. Oppenheimer spoke this year under
the auspices of the Condon Lecture series.
Under this program the state board of higher
education brings one outstanding man of
science to the state each year to speak in Eu
gene. Corvallis and Portland.
In addition to these established speaker
programs, there are the special programs
such as Charter Day and the Festival of
Arts which bring outstanding men to cam
pus.
Other speakers may be procured through
the Northwest Conference. This is an agree
ment by which universities in the Northwest
exchange their most outstanding men for
speaking engagements.
The whole program adds up to the most
outstanding university speakers program
on the West Coast. The University of Cali
fornia can pay no more than $50 for a
speaker. And the University of Washing
ton doesn’t even have a fund for speakers.
One of the finest qualities of this program
at Oregon is the way in which these great
men are brought into contact with the stu
dent body. Resides their mailt speeches most
speakers appear at coffee hour forums and
some even visit classes.
The planning and operation of the various
lecture committees that make up the Uni
versity's speaker program is something we
should all be proud of and something we
should make a point to utilize. — (D.L.)
THE LOOKING GLASS
Second Feature More Impressive
Than 'Strange Lady' Drama Film
By Len Calvert
Emerald Columnist
That “Strange Lady in Town”
at the McDonald is a woman doc
tor practicing in Santa Fe, N.
M„ in 1880.
Starring Greer Garson aa Julia
Winslow Garth, M.D., physician
and surgeon, the film tells of her
trials and tribulations as the
first' woman doctor in the ter
ritory. And does she have trou
bles!
First she is opposed by Dr.
O’Brien (Dans Andrews) who
feels women should not be in
medicine; then her wastrel
brother (Cameron Mitchell) is
arrested for selling stolen cat
tle to the Army and hitting a
superior officer; then he and
his gang rob a bank during
which a popular Catholic fath
er is killed. To top it all off,
Miss Garson goes to plead with
Grad Student
“I’ve got one student that I dread to see put up his hand.”
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her brother to give himself up
to the howling mob.
In the end, she in being driven
out of Santa Fe, because of her
brother, but Dr. O'Brien rides
to the rescue and she stays.
Filmed in color, “Strange Lady
in Town" deals with Dr. Garth’s
problems with tongue in cheek
humor and includes everything
from Elizabeth Barret Brown
ing's “How Do I Love Thee" to
one of the bloodiest scjeen fights
seen recently.
A human, interesting story has
been turned into a high class
Western by Warner Brothers.
One gets the feeling that a little
of all the ingredients of the usual
Western have been jammed into
this picture for effect, making it
cluttered. It's not a very deep
picture.
Perhaps this is why the co
feature “Sleeping Tiger” leaves
a greater impression on the
viewer than the main attraction.
A psychological English njovie,
the film is distinguished by fine
acting and some tremendous
background music.
Starring Dick Bogarde as a
crazy, mixed-up young hood
lum; Alexis Smith, as the psy
chiatrist’s wife, and Alexander
Knox, as the psychiatrist who
tries to help the youth, the
film is hampered slightly by a
few breaks in an otherwise
smooth-flowing and believable
dialogue.
Briefly, the plot is that Knox
takes Bogarde into his home for
six months in an effort to cure
the boy, rather than sending him
to jail. While in Knox’s home,
Miss Smith falls in love with the
(Continued on /'age seven)
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LOVE IN REVERSE
They were at the campus swimming pool. She was standing on the
divine board— lithe, young, vibrant, lie came swimming over. "Hey,"
he called, climbing up on the board, “was it you who made that dive
a minute ago?”
She nodded —lithe, young, vibrant.
“Whew!” he whistled. “That was some dive! A back jackknife two
and a half twist full guincr swan. W here did you learn to dive
like that?”
“I fell off the board,” she explained.
“Oh,” he said. He looked at ner —lithe, young, vibrant. “Let's go
steady,” he said.
“But I don’t know anything about you,” she said.
“What’s there to know?” he said. “I’m u typicul American college
man-young, healthy, and broke."
“That’s good enough for me,” she said, "for I am not interested in
money. 1 am a girl of simple tastes-lithe, young, vibrant."
“liad!” he whispered.
"Crazy!” she breathed.
Their lips met. Their arms twined. They fell off the bourd.
“If you only knew,” he said later, ns he applied artificial respira
tion, "how long I have been looking for a lithe, young, vibrant girl of
simple tastes, for though my heart is large and full of love, my purse
is lean and meagre. My cruel father sends me an allowance barely
large enough to support life. So I have been looking high and low for
a girl of simple tastes.”
“Search no more,” she said. “My tastes are simple; my wants lire
few. Just take me riding in a long, sleek, new yellow convertible,
and I am content."
“Goodbye,” he said and ran awny as fast as his chubby little legs
could carry him, for he knew this girl was not for the likes of him.
He had neither convertible nor hardtop, nor the money to buv one,
nor the means to get the money, short of picking up his stingy father
by the ankles and shaking hint till his wallet fell out. No, there was
nothing for it except to forget this girl.
But lying on his pallet at the dormitory, he could not get her
out of hia mind and finally he knew that whatever the expense, he
had to have her —lithe, young, vibrant.
So he sold u few things —his textbooks, his overcoat, his hi-Y pin,
his roommate’s truss —and soon he had accumulated a goodly sum. He
went to a place that sold automobiles. “How much does it cost,” he
said, “to buy a yellow convertible automobile?”
The man told him. He collapsed in a gibbering heap.
After a while he stirred and shambled home. But on the way lie
passed a place with a big sign thut said: RENT A CAR—DRIVE
YOURSELF. Hope came into our hero’s eyes. He went inside. "How
much does it cost/’ he said, “to rent a yellow convertible automobile?”
“Ten dollars a day, plus seven cents a mile,” said the man.
“Done and done,” said our hero, and soon he drove away in a long,
sleek, new, yellow convertible.
Oh, goody!” said the lithe, young, vibrant girl when she saw the
car. “This suits my simple tastes to a T. Come, let us speed over
rolling highways and through bosky dells.”
And away they went. They drove north, they drove south, they
drove fast, they drove slow, they drove east, they drove west, they
drove and drove and drove and, finally, tired but happy, they purked
high on a windswept hill.
*• Philip Morris?* he said.
“Yum, yum!” she said.
They lit up. She snuggled against him. "You know,” he said, "you
are like a Philip Morris-mild and fresh and relaxing.”
"But there is a big difference between me and Philip Morris,”
said she. “They’re available in king-size and regular, and I am only
available in regular."
They laughed. They kissed. He screamed.
“What is it, dear man?” cried she, alarmed.
“The speedometer,” he said. “I just noticed. We put on 200 miles
tonight, and this car costs seven cents a mile, and I have only $14
left.”
“But that’s exactly enough,” she said.
“Yes,” he said, “but we still have to drive home, and that will put
a lot more miles on the car. Where will ] get the money to nay
for that?”
“Gee, I don’t know,” said she.
“Me neither,” he said glumly. He started the motor and hacked
out of the parking place.
“Hey, look!” said the girl. “The speedometer doesn’t move when
you're backing up.”
He looked. It was true. Mileage only registered when the car was
moving forward-not in reverse. “Eureka!" he said. “That’s it!’’
“Do you mean*-” said she.
“Exactly!” said he. “I will drive home in reverse. Then no more
miles will register and I’ll have enough money to pay!”
"1 think that’s a George idea!” she cried, and she was right. Be
cause today our hero is in the county jail where food, clothes, and
lodging are provided free of charge, and his allowance is piling up
fast. By the time his sentence is ended, he should have enough to
take his girl out riding again.
T Mat Khulman, J0V4
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Ass't Managing Editors: Valerie Hcrsh,
Dorothy Her.
Ass't News Editors: Mary Alice Allen,
Carol Craig, Anne Mill, Anne Kitchey,
Boh Robinson
Feature Editor: Dave Sherman
Morgue Editor: Kathy Morrison
Women’s 1’age Co-Editors: Sally Jo Greig,
Marcia Maunev
Ass’t Sports Editor: Buzz Nelson
Managing As*>i.st;uit: Sanford Milkc*.
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Photographs Editor: Dale Turner
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