Tuesday. September 15, 1959
The Daily Nebraskan
w
ith a Bit of Pride little man onmjs
There are two times when sizing up a
situation seems most appropriate, at the
beginning and at the end.
As the not-so-ivy-covered doors open
once again for nine months of all the ac
tivities which go to make up College, NU
style, the outlook is the healthiest we've
Been In a long time. The men in the Uni
cameral came through royally this sum
roar as they, handed the University a
nearly $2 million boost in tne biennium
appropriation. Of these funds, nearly 90
per cent will go where it is most needed,
into faculty salaries.
It'a a good sign. It's a somewhat be
lated recognition of the needs and the
status of our school. The battle of the
budget and getting additional money is
never an easy combat was a long- slow,
complicated story. Some of its heros were
out In front, some worked behind the
scenes. Special kudos, though, must go to
the one man who more than anyone, sells
our university to the state. Hats off to the
Chancellor for excellent salesmanship.
There are other signs of a revitalized
campus. In case you hadn't noticed, the
housing units are brimming. Some have
spilled over. Transfers from other col
leges seem to be up an obvious sign of
the increasing stature of the University of
Nebraska as compared to the University of
Anywherelse.
The University also opens the doors of a
new showplace this (all the newiy ex
panded Union, which the power that be
may call the Nebraska Union, but to us
it's still the Student Union. The facilities
have gone over in a big way. By 11 a.m.
on the first day of classes more persons
had gone through the Crib line than dur
ing any normal 16-hour day last year.
That's success.
And who could forget football in the
fall. All the predictions have Nebraska
rated better than it has been for several
seasons. What's more, samplings of cam
pus opinion share this feeling. That's opti
mism. We haven't had an overabundance
of that recently. We'd like to see more of it.
Closer to the Skies
Who hasn't at one time or another stood
and gazed upward toward the skys on a
dark, dark night? Who hasn't felt the age
less feeling of insignificance and wonder
as he contemplates the stars and the
moon?
Time was when men saw constellations
In the skies. They were of simple things,
of bears and warriors and hunters. Then
the time came when men knew, or thought
they did, what stars and planets were
made of. Then came the time came when
Goal Education
With the start of another school year,
it's a good idea for all of us to take an in
ward look, and ask ourselves what we
really are here at the University of Ne
braskato do.
Chances are most of us can say that we
truly are here to get an education, to learn,
to help make our lives successful in what
ever we have chosen to do and to help
others by doing what we can do best.
So our task here is one of education
education instilled in us by our profes
sors plus the education we get only by
and through ourselves through studying,
thinking and researching, with an eye to
ward self-improvement.
Nearly everyone here realizes the im
portance and the opportunities that can be
obtained only with a college degree.
Especially for the new college student,
these first few weeks of the semester will
be the trying and telling ones.
Honest, conscientious study in this initi
ation into a different academic situation
may mean the dfference between a worthy,
useful life, or one of neglect of talent.
. It is rather hard for a new student, or
even the oldtimers, ?o see what a differ
ence the first four weeks of school can
make.
But a lot could see the picture much
clearer by talking to one-time University
students- specially the so-called "flunk-outs."
man decided he could reach the stars.
Man stretched. He raked his brain for the
ways and the machines which would take
him.
He pointed a few missives at the closest
object in the heavens. He missed a few
times. Then suddenly, one of the toys
which man pointed upward did what man
had dreamed of for untold thousands of
years. That which was made by man
touched a part of the heaven.
And if it was a part of mankind which
accepts an ideology that is repugnant to
us, the fact remains, nevertheless, that
man, that small creature, has touched
the moon. And now that he has touched it,
he will try to take himself to it.
It seems somehow rather vital in the
flurry of fear and anxiety which is bound
to follow from "our side" not to forget
these larger implications that man has
touched the skies.
An Explanation
Just one word about ourselves, then
we'll quit. The Daily Nebraskan, as the
statement inhe masthead says, is an ex
pression of student opinion. The newspaper
enjoys complete freedom from editorial
censorship on the part of any member of
the University faculty or administration.
The members of the staff take sole re
sponsibility for content.
Now, the Daily Nebraskan staff mem
bers cannot possibl.f sense and report all
attitudes, opinions, gripes and so forth
that are budding around the campus.
Hence we have an institution known as the
Letterip column. It's open to anyone. All
we ask is that you sign your name. If you
wish the letter printed under a pseudonym
it is still necessary that the editor have
the original signed version.
The columns on the left side of page 2
reflect the official view of the Daily Ne
braskan. The four columns to the right,
on which our columnists spill their words,
contain the opinions of the columnists
themselves, and do not necessarily reflect
the views of the newspaper.
From the editor's desk:
By Diana Maxwell
Second only to being a freshman, noth
ing is quite as rough as being a senior.
All these fresh faces bounding around,
all these little people scurrying hither and
yon full of boundless energy it's depress
ing. Suddenly you feel like maybe you've
lost something somewhere along the three
year route you have been merrily travel
ing. Maybe it was enthusiasm or naivete.
Who was it that said the world will never
lack for wonders, only those who wonder?
You kind of wonder If you were really
like that four years ago this September.
Surely you didn't wander around looking,
quite so obviously Freshman. Naturally
you didn't stare like that, and surely the
whole big land of academia and collegiate
type society didn't look so neat, neat, neat.
Somewhere deep, deep down I suspect
that I might have and beneath all that
cynicism, just a flickering spark of em
pathy burns.
It's not just the freshmen who make it
tough being an old; old-timer, though.
Even though you knew they were remodel
ing, still you just couldn't believe that
they'd really take the old Crib with all
its grubby red booths and rotten coffee
out. You just kept thinking deep down in
side that despite all the shiny newness of
the Pleasure Palace that they'd leave a
dingy corner for old times sake. However,
progress marches on or something like
it
This campus to which the class of '63
came swarming last week is a far cry from
the one the class of '60 invaded way back
when. Remember the three temporary
buildings in the space between the library
and Andrews and Burnett?
You know, before the counseling serv
ice ducked into the basement of the then
non-existent new Ad building. That was
before the advent of the wildly colored
student health. When you were sick then,
instead of being faced with those glaring
healthy colors of the new building, a struc
ture as decrepit looking as you felt shelter
ed your ills and dispensed your pills.
And how 'bout old Ellen Smith Hall with
its termite-ridden but beautiful woodwork.
Going to Student Affairs had a different
feel to it then as you waited In that grand
old building to see some dean who was
tucked into what had once been a closet
or something.
Then there was the old Pharmacy build
ing, another real relic. All that's left of it
is a big hole in the ground that's waiting
to be filled up with the undersides of the
Sheldon Art Gallery.
The only thing that never really changes
is that first day of classes. In three
months I had managed to get so out of
the habit of attending said institutions that
I neglected to take a writing implement
to my first three. An auspicious begin
ning to the year, I thought.
Daily Nebraskan
SIXTY-WINE YEARS OLD
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Errant Thoughts
by caesar
On Campuses 'n Things
dear d;
When are you going to get
my typewriter fixed i am
getting pretty sick and tired
of not being able to end my
sentences properly as it
shows a certain lack of lit
eracy if i am falsely la
belled such you must bear
the blame as it is your fault
enough of this however i can
only wait and see if my plea
has fallen on deaf ears
well kid have you pur
chased your touchdown club
or extra point club slicker
yet this fall i noticed while
browsing through one of last
weeks papers that the great
. white gridiron gods hope to
.raise eighteen thousand
beans this year this is a
highly encouraging note aft
erall i would hate see our
scarlet and cream get
pushed around for nothing
it seems to me that it is
about time for a good stir
ring crusade about how we
Hurry, Frosh
Beanies Limited
Small red beanies will
soon decorate the heads of
freshman boys.
Wearing of the caps is an
old campus tradition. Fresh
men are supposed to wear
them to classes and foot
ball games either until Ne
braska wins its first foot
ball game or until the first
snowfall.
Tickets for the beanies
may be purchased from any
Innocent for $1.50, Dave
Godbey, Innocents president
said. The beanies may be
picked up at Ben Simon's
store.
"The supply is limited,"
Godbey added. "All fresh
man boys should have one
before the first football
game."
Pharmacology Exams
Applications are being ac
cepted by the Board of U.S.
Civil Service Examiners at
the National Institutes of
Health in Bethesda, Md., for
pharmacologists and biolog
ical research assistants.
They may be obtained from
Gerald W. Vallery, Civil Serv
ice Examiner, U. S. Post Of
fice, Lincoln, or from the
U. S, Civil Service Commis
sion, Washington 25, D. C.
ought to see things in their
proper perspective and all
that now
don t get me wrong kid i
think you know that i am
all for winning football
games etc and hooray hoo
ray ta ra ra boom te ay
for old n u but it seems to
me and i must admit to be
ing a relative newcomer
that if n u gets an all ameri
can but loses a good prof the
hallowed ivy halls are not
coming out on top
but then maybe if we win
enough games and build
enough new buildings no one
will notice and speaking of
new buildings what do you
think of our brand new un
ion one may certainly say
with little fear of contradic
tion . that it is colorful i
have heard a rumor float
ing around that the powers
that be or used to be hired
a color blind interior deco
rator i have been unable as yet
to substantiate this gossip
but you II have to admit that
looking at the florescent red
and almost blue walls does
give a certain amount of
credulity to the story.
what disturbs me far
more than the colors how
ever is the exorbitant price
one must pay fqr the use
of the wonderful new facili
ties two dollars and forty
cents an hour seems like an
awful lot to pay for bowling
even if the balls are re
turned underground and
when in the world is the
service in the new crib go
ing to improve to the point
of being miserable those of '
us who are the impatient
sort have already grown
weary of waiting for twenty
minutes to get a nickle coke
that tastes like it has been
mixed with water
in order that no one may
think i am completely a bit
ter pill i shall always praise
at least one thing that will
make a minimum of sixteen
praises .at the end which
ought satisfy anybody
the praise for today is for
one rob t handy who wil
soon be leaving our midst
in his capacity as activities
director bob has done more
to elevate the caliber of our
student union than anyone
with the possible exception
of the recently departed d
lake about whom more must
be said at a later date
1 trust you will remember
my opening remarks con
cerning this ancient ma
chine respectfully yours
caesar
LITTLE MAN ON.CAMPUS
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A Few Words . . .
. . . Of a Kind
by e. e. Hines
"We're here b e c u s e
we're here because weVe
here because we re
here . . ."
And the beautiful thing
about teing
here is that rf!
no on"
knows ex-
actly what j yi
is going to
happen ' i
-not even - x '
old . salts k
l I V l U. .
JS like myself
the last leg
of their un- e--dergraduale
trip.
One thing is certain, this
different year really wijl
. be a different year. The old
Crib is dead. N e a r-sighted
people like I will have an
even harder time finding a
familiar face to nod at and
say, "Just a moment, I'll
get a cup of coffee and join
you."
Temple Building and
Teachers College have had
workmen changing their
personalities. The new phar
macy and Student Health
buildings are firmly en
trenched. "New and better
things everywhere," the ad
ministration might adver
tise. But, of course, we old
folks won't all agree. Some
of us will miss that always
crowded Crib which only
appealed to regulars ac
customed to elbowing their
way to coffee, cigarettes
and conversation. Gradual
ly, the antiseptic new Crib
will be old hat to us but
. . well, the Model-T was
a darn good car.
Biggest Loss
The greatest loss or
change, though, will be the
absence of a multitude of
what were old familiar
faces. We returnees won't
include such folks as Jim
Harpstreith, Bob Ireland,
Steve Schultz, Dick Shugrue
or Gary Frenzel. The Rag
office will and won't miss
"Bildome" Sellentin, long,
time Rag business manager.
Absences 'also will be
noted in the teaching ranks.
Dr. Knoll of the English De
partment will be playing
Ben Jonson authority in
England. Dr. Lown .will be
teaching technical theatre
classes in California.
These are a few of the
old faces that absence grad
ually will make less famil
iar to me. Everyone has his
own list. That's what comes
of not living in a vacuum.
Your success and failufe,
happiness and sadness . . .
your whole life revolves
around other people and
takes on added meaning al
most in the same proportion
that you are fortunate
enough to add friends and
good acquaintances.
For Frosh Gals
This is where the new
faces come in. Life doesn't
stand still. People go other
places to do other things,
and those of us who stay
behind also go on to meet
new challenges both in and
out of the classroom. In
time, too, a lot of new faces
will meet a lot of other new
faces and end up being a
lot of old faces, which prom
ises a pleasant school year.
One last word to put at
ease cute freshmen girls
who trot with eyes straight
ahead (except for carefully
concealed sideway glances)
when meeting tall and hand
some upperclassmen (I'm
not tall) . . . Yes, you look
very nice.
By George!
r
By George Moyer
Finished, through, done
never will I enter the Daily
Nebraskan again.
Frivolous undergraduate
days are ended. Law school
will take too much time.
"0 I'll never return, no
I'll never return"
Not even to write one
column.
No!
Say Diana ..'..?
Old editors never die. If
they don't return to a niche
on the editorial pagi, they
just get involved in law
school hassles with the Legislature.
The other day, one of the
Lincoln papers (I don't say
which here because Larry
Becker would fire me on the
spot if I mentioned the
Bugle) ran a picture of
the class of '63 (freshmen
for those who have had no
math) all assembled in the
Coliseum.
The frosh were there
to hear Chancellor Hardin
give his New Student Week
address. The cutline under
the picture said it was the
last time they would all be
together until commence
ment June 5, 1963.
The cutline was wrong. It
was the last time they would
all be together, period.
Because this week a little
process began that no one in
the University will admit
exists. It's known as weed
ing out and it is done with a
pretty broad trowel.
Mind you, it's not done In
tentionally. Heaven forbid
mat any lad or lassie be
denied his or her educational
birthright on purpose no
never!
But when -standards are
high . . . well, somebody's
just got to go.
Make no mistake, high
standards are a good thing.
No school - ever gained a
leading role in the nation's
educational football poll by
going easy on the students.
And with enrollments
what they are nowadays,
teachers can't afford to
spend a lot of time helping
the slow ones it's a fact.
They'd like to but.
So, where 1800 freshmen
gathered in 1959, about 990
seniors will gather in 1963.
And you there frosh the
one enjoying your first coke
date in Kubla Bennett's
pleasure palace will you
be with them? Or will you
flunk out?
The 990 will pay the price
in long, hard hours. But it
will be a darn good education.
At College,
We Learned . . .
Picture the freshman
whose first glimpse of the
academic atmosphere of the
University campus consists
of reading a prominently
displayed "Official Police
Poster" signed by Chancel
lor Hardin.
The poster proclaims In
large black type "If you
operate an automobile and
reside eight blocks or more
from the campus and you
are eligible for a permit to
park your car on the Uni
versity campus."
Anyone for a verbj
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