You’re Welcome
Ordinarily a campus newspaper views the
beginning of fall term with a certain tw inge
of disgust, for at this time some luckless
staff member (chosen by lot, coin-flipping, or
playing chicken) must write one of those
dreadful editorials beginning “Welcome to
all our new freshmen . .
BUT THE EMERALD is not going to
do that.
Now it isn't that we don’t like freshmen.
We love ’em. Where, after all, would a Uni
versity be without its yearly quota? (Well,
frankly, we’d have room for upperclassmen
in the dorms, but we’re trying not to be bit
ter.) But the problem is what the devil to
say after “Welcome all freshmen. . .
We could say “Thank you for bringing your
money,” but we’re not the chamber of com
merce.
IN ANOTHER VEIN, we could say “We
hope you enjoy your first year here,” but it
is not at all certain that everyone will have
a first “year.” We could hope that you en
joy your first (and in some cases, last) term,
but our desire for your enjoyment is just
naturally secondary to our hope for our en
joyment, and we don't like to make qualified
statements.
There are a lot of other things we could
say. That is, we could say them, but we
couldn’t print them. Besides, they might not
be true anyway.
So that's why we aren't going to write an
editorial welcoming all freshmen.
WE WOULD, HOWEVER, on behalf of
the University of Washington, like to wel
come all freshmen to U. of W. We hope
that you will enjoy your first year there. \\ e
hope, too, that as you pass the time hon
ored buildings of their hallowed campus,
you will be thrilled as the upperclassmen are
thrilled at the beauty and grandeur that is
the University of Washington. We hope sin
cerely that this formative year will enrich
your beings and strengthen your spirits for
the cruel world of business which looms in
the future.
AND WE HOPE YOU BROUGHT
MONEY.
This Paper
Some have read previous Emeralds and
others haven't. For all students we would
like to explain a few of out aims and poli
cies for this year.
SOMEONE came into the office this week
and patted us on the back for fighting
against our censors.
This was disconcerting and discouraging.
The Emerald is a free-thinking and free
acting paper. We have no strings attached
with anyone and we have no censorship.
FINANCIALLY we are dependent upon
advertising and the Student Publication
Board. Editorially we are dependent upon
no one except our own consciences.
This year we hope to make improvements
where they are necessary.
The editorial page will be a spot for stu
dent opinion and leadership. We will be
free with our advice and comment on cam
pus and national affairs.
World news coverage will increase this
year. This is in response to reader demand
reported in a survey taken last spring.
AS WAS the case last year we will en
courage persons in other departments to
contribute articles.
The student body president will give reg
ular voice to the students through our edi
torial page.
Letters-to-the-editor will be welcomed
with open arms.
All opinion written by staff writers on
the editorial page is"the opinion of our stu
dent editorial board. It will always attempt
to give thorough thought and discussion to
matters of importance before taking a stand
on one side or the other.
THESE ARE JUST a few of our plans
for this year. We hope that we can keep
you informed, entertained, and aware.
We have something to say and will say it
without coercion or pressure from other
sources.
Readers’ opinion is always welcome and
carefully digested.
Session Begins
Nikita S. Khrushchev stepped off his Sov
iet ship, the Baltika, onto a soggy New York
pier Monday and began his second stay in
the United States—an unwelcome stay
which may have important consequences.
KHRUSHCHEV IS IN NEW YORK
for the opening of the General Assembly
of the United Nations which opened its 15th
Session Tuesday.
Accompanying the large leader of the
Soviet Union came a retinue of his subor
dinates from the Communist bloc nations.
Also in New York for the UN meeting
is Fidel Castro, the bushy-bearded leader
of the Communist leaning Cuban nation.
Why has Khrushchev taken such a dra
matic lead in coming to the United Nations
as chairman of the USSR delegation? Spec
ulation runs high, but experts claim the
Soviet boss is here to push his propaganda
campaign which soared satellite high when
U-2 pilot, Francis Gary Powers, was shot
down over Russian territory last May.
THUS, RIDING HIGH AND SHOUT
ing loudly, Khrushchev will probably voice
strong pleas before the UN General Assent
bv for a complete universal disarmament
program.
The complications are only too many.
The United States, as leader of the
Western bloc, thus is faced with counter
ing Khrushchev’s attempts to blow up the
United Nations General Assembly with un
realistic proposals for propaganda purposes.
President Eisenhower is scheduled to
speak to the General Assembly on Thurs
day. What the President has to say is not
known. However, the lead of the United
States to date has been to not make this
UN session a “summit” meeting.
Whether the United States plans to
launch any offensives at the opening of the
General Assembly is also not known. The
US position has been to resist the Soviet
move to make the UN a star-studded show,
to maintain the dignity of the United Na
tions and to continue the work of this body
in a manner which is in the sincere desire
to promote the peace of the world.
AMIDST THE “NO WELCOME”
signs hung in the streets of New York and
blasted by the hoots and catcalls of the
longshoremen, Khrushchev has come to the
United Nations. This is fascinating in itself.
What the Soviet boss has to say to the Gen
eral Assembly and how the West is going
to counter bears watchdog attention.
G. S.
Little Man on Campus
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Kon JUt
The Old Man and the Seat:
Ernest Little Football Tale
(Kill tor’s Note: I ton Abell,
presently the editor of North
west Kevlew, wrote this now
famous story last fall and The
Kane raid published It. We can't
resist the temptation to offer it
again. With football In the air
how’M that for a pun?*' at Mich
igan this weekend, I'toh the fol
lowing, and San Jose after that,
we (Kon, that is) offer this
impression of the glorious fall
game.)
He was an old man and he
had gone many Saturdays with
out getting a good seat. In the
old days he had always had a
seat near the marker of the 50
yards but now it had been a
long time since he had sat in
a good seat.
“West is excellent in the go
ing off tackle,” he thought, "and
the little Jones in the skirting
of ends is unmatched. This Sat
urday I will try to get a good
seat.”
So he arose early and put a
tuna sandwich In some waxed
paper and he put the sandwich
in a brown bag and he put a
bottle of red wine in the pocket
of his overcoat and he walked
to the field and arrived even
before the gates were opened.
The little newspaper boy hur
ried over to him.
“Will you take me inside with
you, viejo?” the boy asked.
“This Saturday will you take
me inside to the game?”
“When you are older,” the old
man said.
“But today will be a good
game,” the boy said, “It will be
the Kicky Nelson of games.”
“When you are older you can
go to games,” the old man said,
and he took a paper from the
boy and gave him a silver coin
with a Roosevelt on it and the
boy left and the old man waited
in line for the gates to open.
When he was inside the sta
dium the old man bought a hot
dog and spread it good with
mustard and though it was ear
ly he took a swallow of the red
wine because it was a football
day and then he walked into the
bleachers to get a good seat.
He wanted to see Grosz in the
passing of the ball and Powell
in the powerful run but espec
ially he wanted to see the little
Jones and the crush of the line
men. It would be the Kooky
Byrnes of games and finally
after many Saturdays he would
have a good seat.
The bleachers were uncrowd
ed except for a few spectators
and the old man had his eye on
a neat precisely on the marker
of the 50 yards It was a seat
even better than in the old days.
It was the Jimmy Dean of all
seats In the stadium. He sat
down and took another swallow
of the red wine because It was
a football day.
• This seat is saved," he heard
someone say.
“Ho much the belter,” he said
without looking up, ”if I can
have the Jimmy Dean of seats
and get saved at the same time
It will be a good thing.”
“I said this seat la saved,"
the voice repeated.
The old man looked up and
saw It was a young man of
Greek letters addressing him.
"It is saved because I am in It,”
he told the young man.
The young man grabbed him
by the coat and pulled the old
man to his feet. "It’s saved,
gr a n d pa. Don’t you under
stand ?”
"It is my seat,” the old man
said, struggling to free himself.
“It Is the Fabian of seats and It
Is mine.”
Some other young men of
Greek letters approache d.
•What’s the trouble, Skip?"
they said.
"Aw, some old drunk crowd
ed In," the boy named Skip said.
Then they all grabbed the old
man and began to push him
down the stairs.
“But this Is my seat,” the old
man Naid. "I came here early to
get a good seat after many Sat
urdays.”
They continued pushing the
old man and in trying to fight
them off the old man received
cuts on his hands and the bottle
of red wine fell from his poc
ket and became broken.
So even though it was an ex
cellent game, a veritable Elvis
of a game, the old man had to
watch it from a seat behind the
goal post standards.
Kimbrough was unexcelled in
the catching of pasHCH and the
little Jones was superb in the
skirting of ends but when the
old man unwrapped his sand
wich he was sad and he thought
of how it was harder even to get
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