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EDITORIAL 8TAFT
roitot Lella Jeaa Olotfeltj
Manaitln Editors ' ..Betty I.aa HuMen. Janet Ml
Ntvi Kditors Pbyllis Teararden, Mary Alice Cawood, Shirley Jenkina, Bill Roberts
Sports Editor G"r Mj',,er
Society Editor Kl"
BISINESS STAFF
Lorraine Aoramsaa
Shirley Hampton. Dorothea Eosenber
Keith Jonea, Phone 2-522S
Basinesa Manager
Aisiatant Baines Manager.
Circulation Manager
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UN Progressives . . .
Congratulations to the engineering college and its boss
man, Dean Roy M. Green.
The course of study of that college is being revised to
equip its graduates to do their jobs better. The revision is
being based on a recently-completed survey of 144 nationally-prominent
engineers who should know what they are
talking about.
The revised course of study will emphasize the subjects
which these professional engineers selected as most neces
sary to success in their field.
This progressive attitude is highly commendable in the
engineering college and regrettably lacking in most of the
other colleges of this university. When the university was
begun many years ago, the course for each college was set
up as it came into existence. Many of the colleges are still
adhering rigidly to these pantalooned and peri-wigged cur
ricula. Nice going, Dean Green, for being an educator aware
that someday your students will be out of school and ac
tually pursuing the profession for which you are preparing
them, for seeing that the courses established by your prede
cessor fifty years ago are not necessarily those we should
be spending our time on today.
Cause and Effect . . .
SNAFU.
Publications board meets Saturday. Publications board
will at that time choose the new staff for the Nebraskan sec
ond semester. Consequently things are snafu at the office
these days. The managing editors are cracking the whip
acting like editors; the news editors are laboriously doing
make-up, and assigning heads and stories as managing edi
tors; and the reporters are counting heads and trying to
look as much like news editors and as little like freshmen
reporters as possible. The editor is doiner nothing except
trying to look as little like a has-been as possible. Only the Ylll'llisllCS IZcnritlt
sports editor is doing what he ought to be. , . '
Like we said SNAFU!
After careful deliberation, after utilizing mod
ern science's latest techniques of observation and
experiment, after long grueling hours spent in the
laboratory, we shall attempt to set down the mem
oirs and mishaps of an Awgwan photographer.
It all happened one afternoon last week when
me and my friend wuz walkin' into The Nebras
kan office, see, mindin our own bizness. We were
headin' toward the news desk to join a bunch of
kibitzers around a bridge game when alluvasud
den ve are jumped from behind, overpowered,
and dragged into the Awgwan office! There they
throw us in a chair and lock the door, leaving us
to face the editor-in-chief. Before we haz a chance
to protest, she launches into a rapid-fire outline of
her difficulties:
"We gotta have sixteen pictures for the next
edition they have to be at the printers by tomor
row so we can go to press our staff photographer
just quit (she didn't say why) and our other pic
tures didn't turn out and we're in an awful mess
ya gotta help us so we can go to press, here's the
list!"
Before we can open our mouths someone shoves
a camera into our hands, dumps flash bulbs into
our arms, stuffs our coat pockets with film plates
and evacuates us from the office. We wuz Awg
wan employees!!
The first item on the list was "a pair of feet."
So we staggered up to the Crib and asked some
guy if we could borrow his feet for a minute. He
looked like he was gonna get mad so we told him
he could come too and escorted him to the Union
lounge. There we layed him on a couch, propped
his feet up on the arm and focused. A light col
ored blob appeared in the middle and we couldn't
figure out what it was. After we examine the lens
for obstacles, in vain, some bystander suggests that
the guy turn his head to the side? the blob disap
pears. (Next time we'll get a subject with a pug
nose.)
This she accomplished we turn again to the list
and find "some people" is our next assignment.
Not being at all sure exactly who would fill the
qualifications of "some people" we began search
ing in all the crooks and nannies for likely sub
jects. The crooks and nannies are very accommo
dating. Things are goin' along smooth fur a change, un
til we mistake a prof's office for a nook and soo
come flying out lock, stock and barrel with flasK
bulbs shattering in all directions. Picking our
selves up and rearranging our dignity, we stifle a
ten-minute dissertatipn on the merits of a sense of
humor and proceed over to the dust bowl, I mean
U-Hall, to get some more flash bulbs. But by this
time it is getting night and the Journalism office
is locked.
Desperate at the thought of facing the chief
without those pictures, we cases the joint and find
some chairs. So we piles them up in front of the
door and one of us steadies the pyramid while the
other climbs up toward the open transom at the
top. She gets up to the top all right but it's dark
on the other side so she has to hang over the top
of the door on her stomach and reach down with
her foot to find the light switch. In the process
she knocks the transom prop loose and gets it
where it hurts.
So I climbs up to free her and naturally the
pyramid of chairs fouls me up and I'm left hang
ing on one side with her on the other. The jani
tor comes in about this time and is a bit per
turbed at the sight and we have to hang there
while he gives us a lecture on breaking into pri
vate offices. Finally he gets us down, unlocks the
door and brings us our equipment.
By this time we is gettin' plenty tired of our
job and when the next item asks for "an approp
riate cover shot" we stops the first joker we see
and ask him to pose. As he is an older man and
looks like a professor, we get him peekin out of
the door of sosh with a lassoo in one hand while
one of us is sneakin' off. This is s'pose to illustrate
a student skipping class, but later the chief said
we couldn't use it 'cause the guy happened to be
a campus cop.
Finally we gets down to the last shot, which is
"a familiar face about campus." So we makes off
for the Union again and stops a guy with a fa
miliar face and asks him where in hell we've
seen him before. He looks at us kind of blank
like, says he doesn't know and asks us what par?
of hell we're from. This is the last straw we
go to the office, ram the camera down the chief's
throat, throw the pictures at her and wash our
hands of the Awgwan.
Pi 'oirie Schooner
Barefoot
Boy
huh'uh!
Received a note yesterday from Randy Pratt, 1943 grad
uate and former news editor of the Nebraskan. Randy, who
is now stationed in Korea, has been island-hopping for the
past couple of years, and during a stay in the Hawaiian Is
lands, he made friends with several students at the Uni
versity of Hawaii.
One of these friends recently sent him a copy of "Ka
Leo," the Hawaiian university paper, and in the paper was
an article on campus rules on conduct at social affairs. Un
der the heading, "Minimum dress requirements," was the
following underlined rule:
"SHOES MUST BE WORN AT ALL TIMES."
If that's the case, we may as well stay at Nebraska.
Matter for Texts
Nebraska's literary magazine,
the Frairie Schooner, is becoming
a source of reprint material for
textbooks and magazines, Prof.
Lowry C. Wimberly, editor, an
nounced. "The Flowers Can Wait," a short
story by Jack M. Macojnald, pub
lished in the Prairie Schooner in
the Spring issue, 1945, has been
reprinted in the February issue of
"Pigest and Review," national re
print magazine.
Parts of three other stories, first
appearing in the university's mag
azine, have been selected to illus
trate excellence of composition in
a new English textbook prepared
by Prof. M. C. Boatright of the
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University of Texas. The stories
were: "The Fallacy of Force," by
Currin Shields in the fall, 1941,
issue; "Lost Opportunity," by
Charles Angoff in the winter, 1941,
issue; and "The Moral Basis of
Democracy," by Charles H. Pat
terson, Nebraska philosophy pro
fessor, appearing
1944, issue.
in the winter,
Chris, the scene-stealing canine
pal of Eddie Bracken in Para
mount's "Ladies' Man," received
his first screen kiss recently. It
was a chaste peck on the nose
from moppet Margaret O'Brien.
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