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The Doi!v Nebrcskan
Tuesday, February 25, 1958
Editorial Comment
Still Can H Believe It!
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If all the year were playing holidays.
To sport would be as tedious as to work.
William Shakespeare
University students aren't ready to
agree with Mr. Shakeseare yet, even
iter one day of heaven-ent and totally
unperceived holiday.
We still can't quite believe it !
We've been spending hours and days
and weeks complaining about the cold
hearted aspect of school spirit, how col
lege students elsewhere have it miles
and mountains over us when it comes
to "getting breaks" from the adminis
tration. We've been thinking how teacher-pupil
relations have completely disintegrated
In this modern era of education. Most
of the teachers, we say, don't even grade
our own papers they're checked by
assistants or IBM machines, and oar
teachers are so loaded down with stu
dents that when they recognize you 01
the street and say, ' Hello," you wonder
what's with the guy. How did he know
me?
And then suddenly a basketball squad
that you almost laughed at a few days
go when they were swamped by one
f the nation's top teams and top players
comes through with a miracle victory .
This alone Is enough to put a little fire
back into your spirit furnace and make
you want to let off the kind of steam that
tells everyone else you
meet that you're a Uni
versity of Nebraska stu
dent and you don't have
to apologize for any-
thmtr laact tt all vnur
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nastrpTnnii ipam anni
your school spirit.
Getting a day of school
off for your team's tri-f
, k i
of more reasons than ig- Hardin
nored studies and more
fun raising time, it is also great because
it illustrates what some folks mean when
they say, ''You never can tell about life.
If you keep trying, you might be sur
prised with the results."
It's a philosophy that paid off for
the basketball team and could pay off
for you in a multitude of ways also.
Then, too, you understand the power
of spirit. You understand what a force
you are when you stand up with several
hundred other students and seek to
achieve a common purpose.
And it does your heart good to dis
cover that even school administrators
art human. They waver under friendly
persuasion and grin long enough to for
get the carefully planned study schedules
and say, "Okay, what can 1 do? You
win! No undergraduate classes tomor
row." But this wasn't all he said.
You remember he asked. "And who
said Nebraska didn't have any school
spin'
And he disproves these old
F3
4T
attacks just by pointing at you and a
multitude of other students swarming
around the administration building.
"Let's have a big rally before the Kan
sas State game. What do you say?" he
asked.
If you are honest you will remember
you cheered in agreement with the Chan
cellor. If you are honest you will actually sup
port that pre-game rally when Kansas
State invades the campus.
It's a coincidence that so many good
things have hapiened to the University
in the first week of its 90th year. First,
the announcement of selection of the
school as a site for a Continuing Educa
tion Center. Then, second, a rediscovery
of school spirit after a basketball game
that reads like a sports fiction story you
read in junior high school or a Bill
Stern's sports thriller.
Both events are important. The first
helps give the school promise of a bright
er educational tomorrow. The latter
gives promise of adding more "heart"
to the NU campus.
Other Eyes
The weather warmed last week end
just in time to greet a host of debaters
to the University campus and to allow
the regular campus population to dig
out their light coats.
With the debaters and the warm
weather also came some very warm
comments of praise for the University
campus facilities and hospitality.
One girl from Wichita, Kan., said.
"You've got a tremendous number of
new buildings here. I think it's a wonder
ful campus situation."
A Kearney debater said, "The place
has really changed since I w as here last.
The school has done a lot of building and
looks great."
These visitors who travel to numerous
university campuses during a year's de
bating are one of the best sources of
information for the comparative merits
and demerits of the appearance of a
college or university. We can be proud
that visitors regard our campus as high
ly as they do.
From the Editor
private opinion
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Tha first thing the staff is going to
do is place a big sign over the Rag door
saying, "We Never Rest."
It'd be the truth, too.
Sunday the faithful staff, and ex-staff,
showed up for a work
session that lasted for '
twelve hours for some, I
less for others.
Whe never something!
big happens, the staff o! I
any newspaper explores!
th angles which its!
niftort wnnlrf he mnsll
interested in. Since the! -
holiday which was called
by Chancellor Hardin fori
the University Monday
affected everyone of our readers, this
was big story in the Steve Wilson tra
dition. Immediately, a gruff voiced editor got
on the phone yelling at every staffer
that it was his duty, his obligation, his
privilege to feel the pulse of the campus
and record it. Drop everything!
And the staff did just that.
One of the copy editors junked plans to
attend a date dinner. Another forgot
about party being planned by jubilant
BO-school-today crowds. Another stayed
a tine Job until every last dirty job was
finished.
The copy editors started flinging the
old files of the Rag searching for past
incidents of a spontaneous dismissal of
classes. The results, pounded into a neat
little feature tucked into the corner of
page one, were surprising. So was the
way the girls acted.
Books full of old newspapers covered
the floor; walking was at one's own risk.
Fenagling was done with a photogra
pher to get some pictures to tell the
story. The managing editor, with all the
tricks of the trade up his short sleeves,
puffed around the town digging up pic
tures, ideas, what-have-you.
. . dick shugrue
One former staffer came down to the
office to give a hand. "Don't you people
ever rest?" "Nope," was the reply that
seemed unanimous.
He chimed in, "Well, tomorrow is a
holiday." And I squelched all the happv
looks on the faces of the staff with an
ill-advised, "See you at work at 2 p.m.
No later."
Slowly but surely the copy was ready.
All the best laid plans of Mickey Mouse
had to be changed as the m e. started
relaying the first page of the paper. A
picture here, two more down here. How
about a banner head? Let's play this
story two columns. Give him a signer.
No cutoff rule. All these mystic terms
of the journalism world floating around
the office comprehensible to everyone
interested in producing the spot paper of
the semester.
And so it went. One copy editor finally
got to her date two hours and five head
lines later than planned. The new news
editor, a little befuddled by carbon
copies of everything, went home smiling.
The night crew was ready to take over.
Since everything had been ordered
from the printer, at least in general, we
knew what would have to be done when
the night news man got to the Journal
Star Printing Co. There checks had to
be made on the engravings. Would they
be ready on time? Is the type long
enough? What fits where? a" staff of
three leaned over the turtles in which
the type is set, directing Earl Fifer, out
printer for the evening, where to place
what and how.
When there wasn't enough copy on the
inside page, foreman Don Lehr let us
know about it ... in no uncertain terms.
M. E. Lundstrom said he finished up the
paper about 2:30 a.m. Then home for a
short rest and back to put out today's
Daily Nebraskan.
All for you, gentle reader..
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A Few Words Of A Kind Wayward Wanderings
by e. c. bines By Ron Mohl
And one night v hen this
hair is grey and I'm sitting
by the fireside with a blanket
tossed over my legs to pre
vent my catching cold, I'll
look at m yr'
p r nrichil-l
dren - little
ruffians, who I
wili make me f ,
w as lever
that rude, un
gainly and
and say":
'Yes sir. ,
youngsters. I
was one of that milling throng
that congregated outside of
the University administration
building and called out, 'No
school Monday ! No s c h o o 1
Monday! No school Monday!'
"I'll never forget that day.
I was on my way to the li
brary to wade through Pride
and Prejudice, a novel which
in those unparticular days
was forced on all fair haired
English 26 youth as the epit
ome of wit, 18th Century
character study, and the ab
solute in clever and convinc
ing dialogue 'People really
talk that way,' my instructor
said.
"But fate had another plan
for me and Jane Austen's
work was doomed to pass un
read and unappreciated by
me for at least another day.
While en the way t the li
brary a cohort in ctime a
fraternity brother who shared
the tame mystic secrets and
whe drank Vom the same lov
ing cup quirted, 'Who's in
the house?'
"Jut a couple of guys.
Why:"
"Havent you heard?
They're going to have a rally
out at Bush's to see if they
can get school dismissed. It's
perfect if they can do it."
"Where did you hear this?"
1 asked.
"I was sitting home study
ing for my Botany quiz. And
you know how in between the
music they sometimes give
news. Well, here this guy on
the station says that the stu
dents planned to have a rally
to see if they could get school
postponed because we beat
Kansas. So 1 can't understand
this d--n stuff anyway and 1
figure what have I got to lose.
I might as well go to the
rally."
"My fraternity brother add
d the merits of isy Joising
him, but I having learned
the true purpose ef college
was development of the intel
lectreplied. "No, aank you.
Rut 1 have dedicated this aft
ernoon t Miss Austen."
"So while he trotted inside
the house I began to saunter
toward the library. I crossed
the street, kicked at a stone,
and thought, "It would be
great, wouldn't it. if there
weren't any school tomor
row?" Then I performed a
perfect about face, which
would have made my Marine
Corps drill instructor feel
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Bad Taste
Yesterday's school holiday
was pleasant but a little ridic
ulous. After all. in spite of
the fact that it was Kansas
we defeated, it was Just a
game...,,.
Because University students
couldn't take the victory with
the reserve of mature people,
the study schedules of hun
dreds of teachers were dis
rupted. I am not a teacher
myself but J can see their
point of view. Not only that,
but some of us came down
here to work and not fool
around for a day Just because
the University basketball
team finally played the way
they had been capable of
playing all season.
Disgruntled Minority.
proud, and galloped back to
the fraternity house.
"I'm going with you," 1 said
and hopped in his cat . Three
of us started in the car. On
the way to the coach's house
we picked up maybe two or
three more people.
"Well, we screamed a little
bit at his place. Then we went
to Hardin's, but his wife said
he was at the administration
office and so we dashed
back through the mud to our
car. With the horn blaring
away we speeded toward the
campu.
"When we got there the
crowd was Just beginning to
form. They started pouring in
from all over, screaming for
no school. They would chant
a while and then just ex
change quiet comments.
"Finally, the Chancellor
emerged. Well, he stalled for
a while and then got down to
business as a committee of
ten gathered to present the
studerts' ar
guments for
no school o n
Monday.
"There was
more waiting,
a n d I can't
say that I
minded. I t
was a spring
like dav, the
first after
several days
of very good weather, and the
coeds were strolling about in
Bermudas and I don't know
what all.
"Between speculations of
what the Chancellor would
ay 'He's got to let school
out,' one person said, 'or we'll
lynch him' we speculated on
other important matters :
"Boy, look at those legs!"
"Bov, look at those eves!"
"Boy, look at that hair!"
"Man, look at that!"
"Well, children, the rest is
historv. The Chancellor final
ly said, 'Yes.' "
"And my grandchildren will
then ask, "W hat happened
during the celebration?"
"And I shall reply. "It's
bedtime, children. Now trot
upstairs and go to sleep."
"Then I'll settle bac k in my
easy chair, light my pipe,
chuckle, and say, "Yes, sir,
that was quite a celebration
. . . 'There is no place like
Nebraska, dear old Nebraska
U. The girls are the fairest,
the boys are the squarest at
dear oid Nebraska U.' "
"Humming these words I'll
slip off my shoes and nod off
to sleep."
Those w ere the tender
years.
Spring fever in February!
It's beginning to come earlier
every year. My case is com
pounded by the fact that it is
mvaria o 1 v st
i
Mnhl
acco m p a n
ied by an
other malady
wander
lust. N o t
only do I fall
into a Ferdin
and - the
bull languor,
but I find
myself scru
tinizing trav
el folders and Holiday and
committing such behavioral
absurdities as driving twen
ty miles for a cup of coffee
or to Omaha for a Reuben
sandwich.
I believe Just about every
one loves travel and the
pleasures it brings. Two
years ago, en route to Hon
olulu, I sat across the aisle
from three Iowa farm wom
en i all probably in their
sixties i who were on thoir
first flight their first big
trip and were enjoying it
immensely. While the rest of
the passengers slept most
of the nine hours, these
ladies' giggling, talking and
tittering would nave been keen
competition for any three high
school girls.
When they finally involved
me in their conversation and
had learned that I was a Ne
braskan, they became even
more zealous and their Jaws
moved even faster. All talk
ing at once, they told me that
this was a long-awaited pleas
ure trip. And pleasure they
were having. I last saw them
getting into a cab at the air
port, their shoulders piled
with orchid and plumeria leis.
Whenever I think of travel,
I think of the Te Vega a
romanticist's dream. The Te
Vega is a picturesque, old
fashion schooner which
makes periodic runs from
Honolulu to Tahiti. I discov
ered it one afternoon while
wandering along the water
front. With its two masts and
long bowsprit, it might hava
represented a descriptive par
agraph from any of countless
sea stories. The Te Vega car
ries about forty passengers
and a small amount of cargo.
Since it must rely upon tha
power of its sails, the trip re
quires several weeks. To
spend severai weeks traveling
in the Pacific in a schooner
would be my concept of a per
fect trip.
Victims of wanderlust are
victims of a paradox.
Strangely enough, travel is
not a cure for wanderlust, but
an opiate which brings only
transient relief. Once you
have reached your destina
tion, it soon loses its
importance, and you are al
ready planning where you
might go next and how you
might go about getting there.
Perhaps the law of diminish
ing utility applies to travel. I
don't know. But I'd sure en
Joy trying to reach the satur
ation point.
a
I am pleasantly surprised
to note that Louis Armstrong
and his Allstars are coming
back for a return engagement
next week. I'm surprised to
find him returning to Lincoln
after the lukewarm reception
afforded him last spring. Tha
audience was disappointingly
inert, and reacted to the per
formance with reserved and
subdued handclapping.
I am a lover of Jazz. Per
haps I'm the minority. To
me the Jazz concert should
be alive; it should instill in
the audience an exuberance
similar to that experienced at
a pep rally (and similar to
that demonstrated in front of
the Chancellor's office Sunday
afternoon). It is not an oc
casion for the ladies to wear
white gloves and gently pat
the palm of their left hand
with the fingertips of their
right.
At last spring's concert, I
only heard one inspired rebel
yell! It seemed indeed
strange that a group which
had literally caused ri o t s
in Europe and Australia
couldn't even stir up enough
enthusiasm to warrant an en
core in Lincoln, Nebraska.
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