- S:iy "Merry Christmas" with a "SWING-OUT" 95 Above: Gold tooled genuine leather . . . with elevato r tray. Red, navy, wine, green. Left: Genuine leather with swing­out trays ... moire taffeta lined . Wine, red, brown, green, blue. Leatherette ·---·---···--···----·---·-... 3.95 Jewelry -Street Floor c1vfl'~dl ~i 01• TH~S CH RISTMAS ~~---...• The Ideal Gift RCAVICTOR and STROMBERG-CARLSON MAKE THIS CHRISTMAS MERRY AND MUSICAL King's Record Shops "ON THE DRAG" 2118 Guadalupe Phone 9437 and ENFIELD SHOPPING COURT 904-B West Twelfth Phone 9004 * EXPERT RADIO REPAIR SERVICE MEET THE STAFF Rotund, affable Bill Bridges helps shoot and select photographs for the Ranger. He worked on the magazine last year with Bryson, says he took the job as photographic editor (now that he is married) so he could "keep up with the interesting pin-up pictures." From down Houston way, Bridges is a senior jour­nalism major. He says, "Give me a pho­tographer, some models, and I'll have more damn fun." Drawing cartoons is not new to tall, wavy-haired Jess B,rownfield. While in the navy he drew for the North Islander, along with Windy Winn, also a former Rangel' cartoonist. Stationed at the Uni­versity of Utah, he worked on the cam­pus magazine, Unique. Brownfiield is from Houston, does displays for Wal­green Drugs between classes, and is in­terested in commercial art as a career. Carl Fitzgerald, who wrote this month's vocational feature on the EBA College, himself is a senior business student from Kingsville. But, believe it or not, he is no kin to Dr. J . A. Fitzgerald, dean of the College. Fitzgerald was in naval commu­nications during the war. He's known to friends as "Five-Hands Appistoki," a Eame given him by the Blackfoot Indians during his vacation near their reserva­tion last summer. This jovial fellow is F. R. Moerke, ad­vertising manager for Texas Student Publications and supervisor of the Rang­er. Though Austin has always been his home, Moerke has worked most of his life "out West." He was in charge of sales promotion for the lumber division of Diamond Match Company on the Coast. Later he directed advertising for a large chain grocery and other busi­nesses. The story on Granville Price is by Cecil Hodges, associate editor of the Texan. Hodges is from San Antonio and is a graduate in journalism. Having studied num­erous courses under Price, Hodges is well acquainted with the talented gentleman. If you're a poker player, check the story entitled "Friendly Little Game" by Charles Nash from Mineral Wells. If you don't play poker, drop by the Ranger office. We'd like to meet you. DECEMBER 1947 M ake her Christmas dreams come true. . . B. Cohen de­signs this quilted crepe robe in white with graceful peonies appliqued in porcelain blue. .. 35.00 DECEMBER 1947 Gives you shoes with Q lighthearted air Graceful suede sling pump with platform sale, bow trim, black and cinnamon suede. 29.95 Lizard slir.e pump, high hee l, bow trim. 26.95 CHRISTM~S CHEER We join good old St. Nick in wishing one and all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. And during the coming year gather with the gang at P-K in the evening or whenever you're in town for dining in the finest. STAYS OPEN ALL NIGHT! Under the new management of TOM BARNETT On 7th Street across from the DRISKILL HOTEL and next to the STEPHEN F. AUSTIN Who Was That Lady?---Etc. Girl: I'm knitting something that will make a sailor happy. Friend: A sweater for him? Girl: No, a sweater for me. Dean: "Know you? Why, I knew you when your mother got kicked out of college." Streamlined girls don't always offer the least resistance. The worthy shepherd of the church in a burst of passionate eloquence in denuncia­tion of the world's wickedness, declared: "Hell is full of cocktails, highballs, shor t skirts, and two-piece bathing suits." Voice from gallery: "Oh death, where is thy sting?" It: "Who gave the bride away?" What: "I could have, but I kept my mouth shut." "Nurse," said the convale~cent patient, "I love you. I don't want t o get well." "You won't," replied the nurse. "The doctor's in love with me too, and he saw you kissing me this morning." It isn't the ice that makes people slip -it's what they mix with it. "I'll bet she wouldn't marry me," he said. She called his bet and raised him five. Cannibal Cook: "Shall I boil the mis­sionary, boss?" Chief: "Don't be silly, that's a friar." "Where'd y'all git dat derby?" "Hit's a surprise fu~ ma wife." "A surprise?" "Ah cums home de odder night, un­expected, an' foun' it on top o' de table." A patient in an insane asylum was trying to convince an attendant that he was Napol eon. "But who told you that you were Na­poleon?" inquired the attendant. "God did," replied the inmate. "I did not!" came a voice from the next b1Jnk.· . . . it is a poignant love story as tender in spots as a Hoffbrau steak. -Daily Texan book review. And cts mecity, no doubt? W HETHER you play basketball or are one of its host of enthusiastic fans, you will enjoy the re­freshing flavor of... Beech-Nut Gum Everywhere it goes, the assur­ance of Beech-Nut for fine flavor goes with it. . ........•.. ····· :--·::: ...•·:~::. ' DECEMBER 1947 C a~hmere +win sweaters . . cherry, beige, blue, or yellow . slipover 19.95, cardigan 22.95. Precious to any girl . . a lovely and unusual Feminine lingerie for a feminine beauty . . van ity, 1.00 to I0.00. Their shadowy back­ tailored satin robe in soft pastels, 22.95 . . ground, a pure silk ombrc scarf, 2.98. half slip with appliqued trim on lace, $5.98. .. Personalized gifts ... empty Charles of th9 Ritz box in gold foil, to be filled with powder blended just for her, 3.00. . Revlon Color Chest of four polishes, 1.00. As glamorous as its contents are the wrappings of a Goodfriend gift. For Goodfriends famous gift wrapping adds excitement, adds importance to your gift. Beauty ki ts, for home and travel, with the famou; Elizabeth Arden signature, 8.50 to 125.00. Tied to t~e handle, a pure silk scarf of French motifs, 6.98 . .. others from 1.98 to 16.95 ALL FROM OUR Fl RST FLOOR SHOPS TEXAS RANGER ? FOR ALL TYPES OF RECORDS CLASSICAL AND POPULAR COME IN AND SEE US We have one of the largest stocks of records and albums in the Southwest. Also RADIOS RECORD PLAYERS of all types We will appreciate a visit from YOU Ask about our FREE RECORD DEAL! MAURINE'S "A NAME TO REMEMBER" RECORD SHOP 819 Con9ress Ph. 2-4679 Open 9 A.M. Close 6:30 P.M. DECEMBER 1947 8 KAYWOODIE REMEMBERS .WHEN ­ The Kaywoodie organization was 18 years old when the clipper "Glory of the Seas" was launched at Donald McKay's Boston shipyard, pictured here. Kaywoodie briar is seasoned according to formulas proven by 96 years, to provide smoking enjoyment. It is selected by our own experienced men with life-long knowledge. Kaywoodie's Synchro-Stem "drinkless" fitment has proven to be the best that pipe-smokers ever had. For fullest enjoyment of smoking, get Kaywoodie. Kaywoodie Compariy, New York and London, 630 Fifth Avenue, New York 20. Po~ket size instruction book on request. All Kaywoodie Pipes are available in a variety of shapes. Drinkless Kaywood1e $3.50, Super-Grain $5, Relief -Grain 1rough1 $7.50, Flame-Grain $10, Silhouette 1rough1 $10, Meerschaum -Lined $12.50 , Connoisseur $15, " Ninety-Fiver" $20, Centennial $25. © 1947 "Silhouette" Knywoodie, SlO. New Shape No. 59. "Silhou ettes," rough-surface, light-weight pipes, come in other shapes also, SlO. Initials m.ay be cut in solid band at jeweler's. Solid band is in "Silhou­ ettes," " Nin ety -Fit:,er" S20, and Centennial Kaywoodies $25, only. Always look for Clov­ e rl eaf trade mark and name Kay-. woodie on pipe. ~ "Kay11;oodie Briar" means briar imported by us, se­ lected to meet our exacting require­ ments, and sea­ soned by our processes for Kay­ woodie Pipes . . . When America's clippers ruled the seas, the Kaywoodie organi­zation was importing the finest Mcditenanear: briar, mak­ing the best-smoking pipes. The clipper ships are gene, but the Kay>voodie organization has grown, and Kay­woo­lice department is a little disgusted with guarding "public welfare" after worry­ing about traffic snarls last season, and now they're breaking out the white flag and begging for mercy. Give t he flat­foots no quarter, we say, remembering that $5 parking ticket attached to our windshield during gametime. To the fore, Band! ?nusic J nasium November 18. There was spas­modic coughing and an occasional drift­ing eye amongst the normally well-regi­mented choristers. Going backstage to investigate, we were not long in having our worst fears confirmed. An insidi:rns hypochondriac complex apparently is in­filtrating the booted ranks. As we stepped into the dressing room one of our hands nervously adjusted a bow tie (sea green with polka dots), and it was this mannerism which intro­duced us to the denouement. A heavy­set tenor confronted us with a sympa­thetic scrutiny and, rubbing his own throat as though to straighten an ab­sent bow tie, confided, "Zo ! You are 'ave eet alzo?" We were about to aver that we didn't know "it" was so obvious, but our diag­nostician did not wait for our confes­sion. "Many zee Cossack have eet. Eeet ces make for bad zinging,' he sighed. We sighed. "Eeen Russia ees ver' bad." We were surprised at this condemna­tion. "Bow ties are bad in Russia?" we said. "No. Eeet ees zee ton-zee-LI-tuz!" We bridged the gap. "Tonscilitis," we assented. "But l:ee tonzil. Eees ver' bad for zem to be jerk out." We concurred. "Onless een-fackted." We recognized the reservation. "All zee Cossack worry if zee tonzil shod come out." The singer gestured wearily. We gestured wearily. "But how do zay know when zee ton­zil ees een-fackted? Zee worry eet ees make for bad zinging." Despite this gnaw* ing indecision in their ranks the Cossacks did bear up well on several of their renditions, nota­bly on the soulful folk narrative, "Son.1 of Stenka Razin." And the pall appar­ently had not engulfed their spirited, ·sparrow-like leader, Serge Jaroff, as that worthy capered about the platform a3 industriously as ever. Perhaps his ex­ample can yet rescue the famous chorus fror:n a fatz of their own making. -IWOTENAI. Tiirnabout HART STILLWELL, homegrown re­ porter, nove:ist, political philoso­phizer, and vigilant critic of the kept press, took sa1·donic note of a re­cent statement by an eminent journalism professor that one of the things wrong with schools of journalism today is that they are too critical of the professional r:ress. "I'll tell you what's wrong with the professional vress today," Mr. Still­well confided over a batch of suds in Scholz's Garten. "They are too critical of criticism from schools of journalism." Capitalists DAILY TEXAN DRONES (who may be recognized on the staff page as that category listed in six-point type, as distinguished from the upper brack­ets, who are listed in eight-point) have now been upped to the full status of Workers, and pecuniary compensation has been authorized for them. Previous­ly only the nocturnal editor-in-chief was paid. Now the departmental editors (sports, society, telegraph, etc.) are in the capitalist ranks, pulling down $1.50 for each night of labor. Salaries for regular Firing Line contributors are up for consideration. rPhe Male A ninicil THIS MONTH'S headline gem from our favorite campus newspaper: SEX STUDY SHOWS MEN NOT MORAL Cinema Non Sequitur WHEN we went down to the State Theatre several weeks ago to see Larry Olivier's interpretation of Henry V we carried with us somewhat the same apprehension which must have plagued the 'Pimes music critic who was invited to a Bowery saloon to Teview Bach's B-Minor Mass. Once the reels began turning, how­ever, the atrocious incompatibility of Shakespeare and Interstate Theaters, Inc. was forgotten in the glorious Olivier resuscitation of the motion picture as an art. The Bard was accorded but a brief three-day engagement, but we trust that it was not a profitless venture for Novy & Co. since unexpected ticket sales ne­cessitated an extra matinee showing. The ·following week the Road Show Palace (as our date referred to the State "because every main feature late­ly has cost circus-ticket prices") was back to normal-and purged, we pre­sume, of any Stratfordian taint-with the showing of Forever Amber. 1~eate':. Encorn DRAMATIC event of the year, so far as we are concerned and anybody who disagrees is a Communist, was B. Iden Payne's production this month of (Continued on Page 31) ~~3.7 BE AN Q1-i9el WITH A ~J GIFT t'tom REYNOLDS. PENLAND FRENCH CUFFS WITH POPULAR WIDE­ SPREAD COLLARS .. . FINGER TAPERED LINES IN SMOOTH SO FT-TONE OXFORD CLOTH . THE FELT HAT IS A STETSON ... THE TIE A RAYON KNIT . . . THE PIPE IS FROM OUR SPECIALTIES DEPT.... THE MAN IS YOURS IN A WOOL PLAID SPORT COAT FROM REYNOLDS-PENLAND. WOOL­ ARGYLE SOCKS CLOSELY WOVEN FOR COMFORT. PIGSKIN GLOVES WITH SWAGGER TOP ... AN ACCENT ON FREEDOM. IMPORTED SCOTCH CASHMERE SWEATERS SOFT AND SMOOTH REYnOLDS. PEnLAnD IN SOLID COLORS. I 709 CONGRESS DECEMBER 1947 RANCilNCi If you're not doing anything on the fifteenth we suggest you come down to the district court to see the fireworks in the case of the State versus Mike Don­ gohue and the Federal Finance Com­ pany. Since the last hearing-just after the October Ranger came out-attorneys for the loan firm have subpoenaed all per­ sons connected with the Ranger story. We didn't understand much about these legal proceedings, but they asked us gobs of questions about where we got the information, why we printed it, and how much we knew about usury. The defense is confident of winning, but so is the State. Attorney General Price Daniel and his staff have officially joined County Attorney Perry J ones in the case. Our purpose in publishing "The Bus­ iness" was twofold: either to prove the Jaw prohibiting usury will stand up in court and to encourage any civic­ minded group to do what the Ranger has done; or to show that the law is weak, thus actually protecting those who might be charging excessive interest rates on loans. In any event, the pub­ licity is what the loan companies hate. Unless we miss our guess, a lot of money lending agencies will be inter­ ested in this case. But those who have paid high interest themselves will be most concerned. See you in court. Sadly we watched *the Campus Chest Drive peter out on November 21, with just $7,000 of the needed $25,000-only ·$18,000 short. This one drive was cre­ated to relieve us of so many money­raising campaigns throughout the year. We think the primary reason the drive failed was because not enough emphasis was placed on "Give what you can as often as you can." There should have been more booths on the campus with workers to accept quarters and dimes which would have amounted to more dollars. As this issue of *the Ranger goes to press it is still over a month until Christ­mas. We haven't even been noticing many shop-early ads yet, but, sure enough, Santa and egg nog time is just around the corner. The peace-on-earth theme may seem a little ironical this year with things looking pretty dark in Europe and not too rosy on the homefront. Thank good­ness the merriest Christmas of all will be ours. Here's hoping you won't go too far in debt buying gifts, you'll get gifts you like (or can exchange), your hangover won't be too bad, and you'll have a most Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year. TEXAS RA NGE R IN THE SHADOW OF THE TOWER MARRIED STUDE NTS LIVE IN THIS "TOBACCO ROAD " HOVEL UT'S HOUSING MESS By a very conservative estimate, there are 7,000 students now at the University of Texas who do not have a de­cent place to live. A good many of these students, it is reasonable to believe, not only are uncomfortable in their living quarters but are suffering in'jury to both their grades and their health. The need for more and better student housing has been pro-and-conned for so long that most people would sooner talk about the weather. Fact is, the old saw about everybody talking about the weather and nobody doing anything about it has become somewhat of a mockery: It is easier to make rain these days then to find a decent apartment. Further, it is a lot easier, and more pleasant, to burlesque the housing problem than to do some serious thinking about a solution. And that is largely why the problem exists today: because too many people have been facetious or too pleasant­mannered. What is needed is less levity and a more realistic recognition of the facts. Fact Number One is contained in the first sentence of this article. There are about 7,000 students on this campus who need a better place to live. Whence the figure? That, simply enough, is the number of students now in the University who were not here before the war. The ante-helium peak, in 1941, was 11,000; today the enrollment is 18,000. . 16 And where are these 7,000 new students staying? In crowded dormitories; jam-packed boarding houses; basement rooms; make-shift barracks; pre-fabricated hutments, and renovated Army buildings. Granted that such conditions were necessarily part of the war's afternath. And granted that students who are now living in cellars and slums are thankful for even those ac­commodations. But the gripe is that twenty-seven months have slithered by since V-J Day and the University has not yet provided any additional permanent housing and is not thinking of providing any. On the contrary, the administra­tion recently announced that all plans for building new dor­mitories "at this time" have been dropped. And that is Fact Number Two. It is difficult for a person unversed in the weird workings of a state-owned university to understand such a decision. But the problem has many complexities. There are so many angles to consider, in fact, that it might be best to divide this discussion into three parts : (1) Proof that undesirable hous­ing conditions do exist; (2) The reasons such conditions con­tinue to exist, and (3) What can be done to improve condi­ tions. I The photographs accompanying this article hardly leave DECEMBER 1947 room for doubt that some students "don't have it so good." How representative the pictures are is another question, and one we will try to answer. Student living accommodations can be divided into three general categories: private rooms and apartments; Univer­sity-sponsored dormitories, and University-sponsored tem­porary housing. Under the "private" category we will arbitrarily list all houses owned by fraternities, sororities, and co-ops as well as the regular commercial real estate on the approved hous­ing list. Undesirable conditions are most frequently evident in the large boarding houses within a walking radius of the cam­pus, and in some of the fraternity houses. The worst fault is simple overcrowding. In most cases, with both the private owners and the frat houses, it is an attempt to make both end meet that causes the difficulty. Most houses have tried to keep rents at a re­spectably low figure, but to do so they have had to put three beds where two used to be. To be sure, some overcrowding is necessary if every stu­dent is to have a roof over his head. And commendation, not criticism, is due the great majority of housemothers who have made room for more students. But there are always the few who will abuse any opportunity to make more money. There is a basement room within a stone's throw of the campus, for instance. Used as storage space before the war, the landlady simply painted the walls and packed in as many beds, side-to-side, as would fit. There is only one small light and the only ventilation comes from the basement staircase. Yet five girls in this basement pay $90 a month for room and board. There is a fraternity house just off the campus with eight men in a room twenty feet square. Frat houses, of course, have always been crowded, and the men who live in them ac­cept such conditions as a part of their "fellowship." But the houses have never been packed as they are today. Married couples have been hardest hit by the shortage. The director of veterans housing for the University reports that there are 1,500 couples on the waiting list for tempor­ary apartment units. They are thankful even to get buildings like the alley slum (see cut) which the Ranger photographed in the shadow of the University tower. As a landlord, the University itself hasn't had a very com­mendable attitude. Look at the permanent dormitories. Dur­ing the war the Navy paid good rent on all the dorms which Not the Texas School for the Deaf. Not a refugee camp for DP's. This is the University-sponsored barracks at Little Campus Dormitory. Ten minutes and twenty-five blocks to class-and no room on a crowded bus. · Plenty of other students live even farther from the campus, including those in the Brackenridge student apartments three miles away. :'i~J the Uni~ersity would let them have, so no money was lost for lack of occupants. When the war ended the men's dormi­tories were reopened, but -with half again as many beds as before the war. Although this was overcrowding, everyone recognized it as necessary. But some of the boys did see room for objec­tion when their rents were raised as soon as the OPA took the lid off last spring. Not only did they think the University was setting a poor precedent for private landlords, but they didn't see the need for charging more money when there were already 50 per cent more students paying rent. The books in Comptroller C. D. Simmons' office show that the dormitories were losing money because of higher operat­ing costs, and that the rent increase was necessary if the housing office was to stay in the black. Still, the occupants could not see why operating costs would go up that much. The only big increase they could see would be in wages for the dormitory help. Was it not logical, they asked, that elec­tricity, water, and other such costs would be somewhat higher in 1946 when there were 650 occupants in the men's dorms, than in 1941 when there were only 450? But the big cost, (Continued on Next Page) The sagging wooden affairs are wardrobes. The rates are very reason­able. One of the better-furnished rooms in the converted Army barracks which now house single men {left}. The government gave the furni­ture to the University, as it did the buildings, but there weren't enough study tables or chests of drawers to fill all the dormitories. Most of the rooms are smaller than the one shown and contain two beds rather than four. Most of the complaints are of minor things like pay tele­phones, half-size pillows, and midget furniture. These beds {right} in one of the University's permanent dormitories don't have quite the six square feet of space between them that the Army used to require. Figures show that there are only 50 per cent more occupants than before the war, but it isn't as simple as saying, as does the housing office, that there are three men in a room where there used to be two. The men are assigned to a room but they sleep on porches such as this. And there are Hfteen beds where there used to be seven. That's 200 per cent overcrowding, not 50. payment on the dormitory mortgage bonds, has not changed because the payments are set up over a 30-year period. In the women's dormitories the number of occupants has i~ot been increased, but the rents have jumped even more than in the men's quarters. The girls apparently are paying the University not to put in that extra bed. Here are the facts and figures on the permanent dormi­ tory situation. The three men's buildings, Roberts, Prather and Brackenridge, are run as a unit. Before the war there was an average total occupancy of 448 men. Today there are 666 occupants. In 1941 there were two men in a room, each paying $60 a semesteL Today there are three men in a room, each paying $64.50 a semester. (The phrase "in a room" is a little broad with reference to two of the dorms. Occupants of Bracken­ ridge and Roberts are assigned three to a room for study­ ing and dressing, but they sleep on porches. This means that on a porch where ten men slept in 1941 there are fifteen to­ day. And that makes for crowdedness (see cut). Before the war the girls in Littlefield Dormitory paid $45 a semester. Now they pay $70. The occupants of the other two women's dorms, Carothers and Andrews, did pay $60. Now they pay $75. "'{;{ The University's venture into temporary housing has been just as businesslike, and as coldly realistic, as the adminis­ tration of the permanent dormitories. In the first place the University "did not want to get into the temporary housing business," to use the words of one of the officials. Huge vet­ eran enrollments, however, forced acceptance of some of the surplus buildings which the government was giving away. F irst a sprinkling of pre-fab "hutments" was acquired; then more hutments; then the temporary apartments out near Lake Austin (a good three miles from the University); and finally the Army barracks buildings which were converted into dormitories for single men and placed on San Jacinto Boulevard. · Rents in the temporary projects are very reasonable. They had to be, under the contract which the University signed with the federal government. The FPHA donated the build­ ings, moved them to Austin, put them up, and furnished them. All the University had to do was to put in utilities. A special staff set up to administer the veterans tempor­ ary housing receives very few complaints. As stated before, there are 1,500 to 1,800 couples now. on the waiting list fo1· apartments, and the hutments (ago rented to married stu­dents) are quite popular. The single men's dormitories have been received less enthusiastically, since there are still some vacancies, but most of the complaints are of small matters such as pay telephones, unpainted shelves, warped windows, and midget-sized furniture. II It is difficult to say that any one thing has caused the housing shortage to plague the University as long it has. Undesirable and unnecessary conditions continue to exist, however, for three reasons : (1) The desire of a certain type of landlord to make as much money as possible while the shortage gives him an advantage; (2) The general apathy of students, and (3) The inertia of University officials. (Continued on Page 33) I DON'T know why, but after a year of college I got to the point where I did not like to go places anymore. Maybe being broke most of the time had some­thing to do with it. Or possibly it was the Veterans' Administration that broke the camel's back. At any rate, I sudden­ly became anti-social. My wife, however, underwent no such change. One Monday afternoon she began her preparations. "The Larsons have invited us to play poker next Saturday," she said. "I don't play poker." "It's not hard-you can learn in twenty minutes." "I didn't say I didn't know how to play poker. I said that I didn't play." She laughed and went about her tasks, positive that by Saturday I'd be raring to go. She mentioned it again Wednesday and once more Friday. I suppose she wanted to be certain that I wouldn't for­get it. Each time I told her that I would not go, and each time she laughed. On Saturday afternoon the phone rang. It was Thelma Larson. "Hello, Thelma," Marge said. Pause. "Why yes, we'll be ready about 8 o'clock." Her assertion chilled my blood. "I told you that I didn't play poker!" J shouted. "Wait a minute, Thelma-what?" "I don't play poker," I repeated. "Don't be an ass-Thelma?" Pause. "Carl says he doesn't play poker. How about bridge?" Pause. "Oh, you've already invited seven? Well, in that case we'll _have to play poker." "I don't play poker, goddammit!" I ~hrieked from the bathroom. "Hold on, Thelma-what?" "Tell her that I don't play poker, for God's sake. I hate the game. Besides, we qaven't any money." "Thelma? He says we haven't any µ}O)'ley." ,, ''That's none of her damn business, I bawled. "Hold on, Thelma-she says that we can teach you how in a few minutes." "Listen, do I have to write you a let­ter? I've told you that I know how to play-that's not it. I just don't want to play." "Didn't you ever have to do anything that you didn't want to do?" she asked tartly. "Plenty," I said, "but I damn well don't have to do this." "Thelma, he's being obstinate about it. Says he just flat doesn't want to play." Pause. "I think so too. I'm going to divorce him if he doesn't watch his step." Pause. "Well, listen then, I'll .. . " She went on talking in a low voice, and I resumed my concentration. Pretty soon the receiver clicked. "You're just plain hard-headed," she said down my collar. "Hasn't anybody got any privacy around this joint? I'm busy. I'll talk to you later." "You'll do nothing of the kind. I want to talk now. What do you have to be so stubborn for? What do you think those people think of you?" "Frankly, I don't give a big rat's end what they think. I don't play poker-that is all." "Well, it looks to me like you'd be willing to do it for your wife. What do you suppose they think of me? I care whether you do or not." The voice was becoming water-logged. "Aw, now honey, don't cry about a lit- A SHORT STORY Game: By CHARLES NASH tle old thing like that. My gosh, I didn't know you wanted to go that much." "You mean you'll go then?" The tears had dried with a suspicious suddenness. "Well," I said, feeling safe, "we've al­ready told them we wouldn't. They've probably got someone else by now." "No they haven't," she said as she scampered to the phone. "I told Thelma I'd call back in a few minutes." Out-maneuvered, there was nothing I could do but face the ordeal. At about 6 Marge told me to go shave and get dressed. "Shave? You must be out of your mind if you think I'm gonna shave just to go over to old Larson's dump!" "You will so-or I won't go." That was fine. Just what I wanted in the first place. But the trustworthy wa­terworks commenced again. I went in to shave. When I had finished, I sullenly donned my trousers and shirt and ap­peared before Marge. "I hope you don't think you're going to wear that!" she said, looking at my garb with a pained expression. "That what?" I exclaimed "That school outfit. This is Saturday night." "So what? If I can wear these clothes to school six days a week, I can darn sure (Continued on Page 38) you who scan the pages of The Daily Texan in the morning probably are looking for familiar names or checking on the position of the Longhorns among the nations' teams. A group of students in the Journalism Building wait for a man to scan the paper, too-but in a much different way. These journalism students lounge in the newsroom, bulling, smoking, making small talk about girls or tomorrow's Texan. "It the paper up yet?" inquires a boy, joining the group. "No," someone answers, "Price isn't here yet. But don't worry-he'll make up for it with his pencii." The students are staff members of The Daily Texan. Price is Granville Price, associate professor of journalism and accepted counsel and critic of the Texan workers. His criticisms, always sharp, some­times biting and caustic, weigh more heavily on many students than does a low grade on a test. His boldly scrawled "good" on a Texan story gives more satis­faction than many a "B" on a course paper. Price takes his job of counsel of the Texan staff seriously; students take his criticisms seriously. And, judging from the twelve consecutive Pacemaker awards gathered by the Texan, the arrangement pays off. Other school papers refer to the Texan as "the New York Times of the collegiate press." Though The Daily Texan is closest to his heart in his University job, Price has a breadth of interests ranging from the prize tomatoes that he grew in his war-time victory garden to the bibliography he helps write for each issue of the J ournalisni Quarterly. Newspapermen recognize him as a news­paperman. Scholars recognize in him the probing intellect of a scholar. Just plain folks find a community of interest in his handball, his 6-year-old son, Jim­my, and the small house he has built on Lake Travis where he and his family spend their week-ends. In addition to his work with· the Texan, Price teaches an editing course,. J. 24, which is looked on by journalism ~o 1porter who has done an efficient job with that highly rated "good." But there are caustic r1!T'llrks aplenty for anybody who has misspelled a name or edited a sloppy headline. ' pECEMBER 19'47 students as a big obstacle to a degree and, at the same time, a most important course for future newspapermen. To stu­dents with vague creative urges but a resentment of discipline, J. 24 seems "rougher than hell." Most students, how­ever, will support Price's contention that all who finish the course with a good grade are capable of working efficiently on the desk of any newspaper in the state. But Price admits that those who bare­ly make passing grades in his J. 24 course may actually survive the pro­fessional field. He worked as morning telegraph editor on the Galveston News during the summer of 1943. Sitting op­posite him, as afternoon telegraph edi­tor, was a girl who, two years before, had made a D-minus in his editing course. If you should enter Price's lab some afternoon, you might find the room dark except for a shaft of light from a slide machine. Onto the screen is thrown the reflection of a clumsily-written story. A few seconds later the students see that same story as edited by a competent copy-editor. Thus students learn editing by seeing as well as listening. Pioneering in this progressive method of teaching editing, Price is now consid­ering motion pictures as a medium for instruction. The ultimate in visual edu­cation for editing, he feels, would be for the student to see a hand doing the actual editing of newspaper copy. (Continued on Page 42) • How does the 1948 team com­pare with last year's champion­ship team? • Which former stars will be : back? •; What are our chances in the Southwest Conference race? Nationally? • How does Coach Jack Gray feel about season prospects? UNIVERSITY of Texas athletic teams have drifted into a peculiar habit in the last few years-that of v.inning championships when they weren't sup­ posed to and not doing it when they were. Coach Jack Gray's current basketball team is one of the "weren'ts." Last year Gray's bucketeers were in about the same position, and they ended up by winning twenty-six of their twen­ty-eight games and giving everybody in the Southwest Conference a good country licking. If history repeats itself, the 1947-48 Longhorns will swipe their second straight league title as dark­horses. If it doesn't, Texas' opponents will still know they've played a pretty fair Steer team. Young, personable Jack Gray has had to swallow a number of large, bitter lumps in his efforts to remold the Long­horns into something resembling last season's great five, which took third place in the National Collegiate Athletic Association playoffs. After losing his two top scorers, Long John Hargis and peppery little Roy Cox, via graduation, Gray was hit between the eyes this sum­mer by the news that the man who was to replace Cox, dangerous Dan Wagner, had been declared ineligible. But the Texas coach, who only a few years ago was swishing points through the hoops for the Longhorns himself, still has enough material on hand to throw up a formidable defense of the conference crown. Two of last year's "Mighty Mice," the little fellows who ran Texas' foes ragged to amply make up for lack of height, are back again. They are Al Madsen, whom Gray imported from Milwaukee two seasons ago and turned into a two­time all-conference guard, and bow­legged Slater Martin, a home-grown speedster from Houston. Yankee Madsen is the best floor gen­eral the Steers have had since the days of dribbling Bobby Moers. He played for Gray at the Corpus Christi Naval Air Station during the war, and after he was discharged followed his coach to col­lege. A fine defensive hand and offensive engineer, Al apparently has the uncanny ability to see every man's position on the court at the same time. He stands only five-feet-ten, short as today's basketball players go, but is probably the most val­uable man on the team. Martin is the same height and a great clutch player. Last year it was "Dugan" Martin who could hit the baskets when other Longhorns were deep in temporary slumps. Before coming to Texas in 1944, he was an all-state highschooler for Jeff Davis of Houston, and rated one of the finest college prospects in years. He was in Steer uniform only briefly in '44 and then went into another uniform that was the fad in those days, but last win­ter he proved he was even better than he was supposed to have been. One starter from the 1947 five is back -center John Langdon, all six feet, seven inches of him. Langdon, dubbed "Moose" by his mates, is a long way from being one of the towering goons who have flooded basketball courts in late years. Built well and fast for his size, the Moose was the best pivot man in the conference by the end of last sea­son, and starred in the Longhorns' three NCAA games in Kansas City and New York. He won his first varsity letter in 1943, the year of another fine Texas team under Bully Gilstrap, who was fill­ing in for Navy-man Gray. These three men-Madsen, Martin, and Langdon-will form the nucleus for Gray's reconstruction program, the first two supplying the speed and the out­court attack and Langdon the high stuff (Continued on Page 86) What Does Christmas 1947 SARA BETTEGA Montevideo, Uruguay Christmas in Uruguay is a family holiday. The birth of Christ is cele­brated with family suppers where spe­cially-prepared foods are served. Few families put up a Christmas tree; in­stead the majority build what is called in Spanish a Nacimiento. It is a minia­ture reproduction of the manger in which the Christ Child was born. On Christmas Ev e everybody attends Misa de Gallo. PIAO TSO Nanking, China Santa Claus's business in China, like Uncle Sam's, is in cities such as Shang­hai, Peking, and Nanking. Townspeople exchange gifts and observe Christmas with joy. The countryside enjoys a bur­lesque with dragons and firecrackers. Christmas opens a new era in China, but the mystical, colorful dragons still hold the heart of the rural population. HADI BAHAZADEH Teheran, Iran There are two Christmases in Iran­one for Christians and one for Moham­medans. Schools are closed and people dress in their very best clothes. Factory whistles blow. Our new year comes on the first day of spring. On these holi­days all the people join together for a celebration and the rich feed and clothe the poor people. There are feasts for all. CARLOS SALi NAS Lima, Peru During Christmas in Peru almost ev­ery family in the country gets together. They talk and dance and sing. Gift a:e distributed to those present. On th: mght of the 24th people go to mass and ~obody goes out to celebrate beca~se it is the one night of the year f f t• or orget­mg our sorrows and reminiscing. MAHMOOD HAMANDI Baghdad, Iraq We have two Christmases in Iraq­the birthday of Christ and the birthday of Mohammed. Each of them are hoJi. days, and all the people enjoy these two great feasts whether they are Moslems, Christians or Jews. During Moham­med's birthday the rich people help the poor. The government, political parties, and educational societies arrange cere­monies for everyone's amusement. DMITRI COCOVINIS Cairo, E!1ypt Christmas means little to a Mosl~m country like Egypt. However, t.he ce e: bration of Christ's birth is not JUSt ~n other Christian feast: it is an occasion for everybody to hejp his fe!lo~man~ regardless of cree(l.. This Chnst~~­finds four-fifths of my countrymen v· fected with disease, illiteracy, and po a erty, not as a result of wars, but :~ial 8 consequence of carelessness and injustice. A RANGER POLL BY TONY GUERRA DECEMBER 1947 Mean In Your Countrg? LIEF OLSEN Kristiansand, Norway Christmas 1947 is the third that the Norwegians celebrate after the German heel left the country. The conditions are now almost normal again, and Christmas 1947 will be more like a pre­war Christmas. We in Norway hope that this Christmas will bring the West and the East closer together and that the words in the Christmas message "Peace on Earth" will become true. ELENA SINGER Astra, Argentina In Argentin · · · uaJ · . a, we consider the sp1r1t­of Cshig~ificance of Christmas as the day r1st' b' h ity of th s irt ' rather than the festiv­cludes f e. sea~on. Our celebration in­the att a~ily dmners, carol singing, and give fr:n ance of mass. While we may spirit ~ends sm~ll gifts, our Christmas absent .as an air of holy quiet that is brationsin many of the American cele- HILDA MONTEGRO Guatemala City, Guatemala Christmas is celebrated in Guatemala as both a holy and family festivity. A small size reproduction of Bethlehem is made with toy-size figures representing the Holy Family, and the Spanish name for it is el Nacimiento. We also have Christmas trees. Some children believe that Santa Claus brings presents for them; others believe that the Holy Child does it. COSTANDY BOURY Jaffa, Palestine Even though Palestine at present is in political confusion, Christmas will still be observed in the usual manner. With the coming of Christmas, a broth­erly attitude governs all the people of Palestine because Christmas concerns every reiigion. Jesus Christ was born in Bethlehem and so the church of Na­tivity is usually crowded on Christmas Day. MARVIN TAVAREZ Mexico City, Mexico Christmas in Mexico? What a joyous time! Posadas for young and old. Rev­erence in worship. On Christmas Eve a family reunion for a turkey supper and then Misa de Gallo. Santa Claus? None officially, but gifts from Wise Men on· January 6, left on stockings by a tree and beautiful portrayal of Nativity. On New Year's a gay dance and new reso­lutions. HAROLD ANGERS San Juan, Puerto Rico Christmas in Puerto Rico is a reli­gious festivity celebrating the birth of Christ. After a Holy Mass at midnight, there is a hearty meal at home. When the old year says good-bye, there is plenty of noise, and in San Juan, people throw water from their windows on passers-by. At 12 o'clock the whole fam­ily gets into a big embrace and wishes a new and better life to everybody. PHOTOGRAPHS BY KOEN STUDIOS TEXAS RANGER J. A. Fitzgerald and Hermes ----~DEAN BSERVING its 25th year as a sep­Oarate division of the University, the College of Business Administration in 1947 looks back on a history character­ized by remarkable growth and develop­ment under the twenty-one-year leader­ship of the same dean-and it looks ahead to its responsibilities to Texas and the world. The first vestiges of the third largest College of the University appeared in the form of a few business courses of­fered in the College of Arts and Sciences. Interest in these courses grew so rapidly that in five years the University added to their degree list that of Bachelor of Business Administration. The first BBA graduate was named, appropriately enough, Ada~s-Fred Adams, Austin's Adams' Extract man. His name was first on the list of nine graduates of 1917. The University administration decided in 1922 that the business students and faculty should be sent out into the aca­demic world to make their own way; so nine professors (headed by Dean Spur­geon Bell) and 278 students were sep­arated from the College of Arts and Sciences and organized into the School of Business Administration. The cur­riculum was composed of courses of junior level and above, and students en- College By Carl tered the School of Business Administra­tion after attaining at least junior rank in another college. In 1926, shortly after earning his Ph.D. from the University of Chicago, J. An­derson Fitzgerald returned to U. T., hav­ing previously taught here for two years, to become Dean of the Business School. His immediate predecessor was Dr. E. K. McGinnis, at present professor of busi­ness law and real estate, who filled the interim term. By 1945, the Business School had reached such size and advanced develop­ment th~t it was given the status of a College. To the students this meant mere­ly that freshmen and sophomores could Fitzgerald minisfration -the curriculum and de­gree requirements remained essentially the same. Today the final step in administrative development is in progress; the College is being divided into five departments­ (1) Accounting, (2) Marketing and Fi­nance, (3) Finance, Insurance, and Real Estate, ( 4) Management, and ( 5) Busi­ness Services. The present size of the College demanded this move. With nearly 3,500 students enrolled today-compared with the meagre 278 of twenty-five years ago-and a faculty of 72 in contrast to the original nine, decentralization had to come to permit more efficient admin­istration and instruction. register in the College of Business Ad-Many people-students and professors, ------------FACULTY FACULTY GROUP discussing the merits of the capitalistic system: I. to r., C. Aubrey Smith, John R. Stockton, Charles L. Prather, J. A. Fitzgerald, Keith Davis, and E. Y. Smith. DECEMBER 1947 students are the bank presidents, the Chamber of Commerce leaders, calculating so that they may some day impress the boss or the boss's the FORTUNE readers of tomorrow. daughter. Take a good look at these eager young faces for our BBA STUDENTS work long hours to master the intricacies of typing and -------------------STUDENTS laymen and educators, legislators and re­gents-are responsible for this rapid growth, and for the rise of the College of Business Administration to a high national standing; but it is safe to say that the one man who has contributed most in time, effort, and leadership is amiable, scholarly Dean Fitzgerald, who has served as the head of a division of the University longer than any other Dean now active. In his twenty-one years as head of the school, he has not only worked progressively for the University, but he has also found time to contribute active leadersship to many civic projects and professional organizations. Dean Fitzgerald gives a great deal of credit for the success of .the Business School to Hermes, the patron saint who was adopted in 1922, the first year of the School. Legend has it that Hermes_, the Quick and the Wise, was born the soa of the Greek god Zeus and the goddess Maia. A somewhat precocious child, even for a baby god, Hermes invented the lyre to sing praises to his mother and father at the age of four hours. Shortly there­after he crept from his cradle and stole fifty of Apollo's best cows to appease his young appetite. (Wonder what ever happened to Bevo III?) On reaching maturity, Hermes meas­ured up to the promise of his youth. His inventive genius was applied to devising the alphabet and the system of weights and measures so that commercial mes­sages would be written and speeded up. His eloquence, speed, and wisdom earned for him the position of diplomat and messenger. His diplomatic skill, and his alertness and cunning in making busi­ness contracts eventually made him the god of commerce. In order that Hermes should exist other than in legend, a famous Austin woodcarver, Peter Mansbendel, was en­gaged to produce a three-and one-half­foot wooden statuette which now reposes in a secret sanctuary in Waggoner Hall. In one hand he carries a bag of gold, symbolizing his successful business trans­actions; his winged head-band and winged feet are indicative of his fleet­ness ; the serpent-entwined staff he car­ries is emblematic of his wisdom and au­thority; and the American "*'le at his feet proves him to be 100% American­mythology be damned. Hermes differs from Alec and Peri­grinus, the patrons of the engineers and laws, in two respects--he has never be~n stolen, and he is a 100% American, though foreign born. 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At left is a pure white letter much as you or I would compose. William P. Boyd, associate professor of business writing and adver­ And at right is the same letter with a few reminders from a 420 gradertising, who originated the required course. It has caused many BBA that we are not all perfect. students to wish they had chosen Chinese dialects or ~inger painting TEXAS RANGER * We were sittin6 in front. of Peter's General Store talking. The mght was so clear you'd think we could see plumb over to Van Zandt County. Nothing in the sky but stars-millions of them, it seemed -twinkling back and forth. The few houses we could see made square patches against the sky. But mostly there were the scrubby mesquite trees that sort of twisted themselves up from the ground and divided the open fields. Out toward Old Man Petterson's we could see dead cotton stalks where the ground hadn't been plowed up for winter planting yet. Good-Eye Carrington was there; and Mac Peters. George Butts, the black­smith, was there. And, of course, John Henry Wilkinson, our constable. Must have been a bunch of folks-the men and older boys who could stay out at night. If it hadn't been for Good-Eye, the talk would have been a lot like on all other nights. Usually Good-Eye never said anything much. He would sit there, listening to the good talk, and smiling to himself. When it was getting along late, he'd excuse himself, and leave. Most of the time somebody would walk a piece of the ways with him. Good-Eye couldn't see too well, and it would have been a shame for him to have fallen down and hurt himself. Stars sure are pretty tonight," John Henry said. "Stars?" Good-Eye said. "What's them?" Nobody said anything for a minute. Mac Peters was pull­ ing at his fingers, and it was so quiet you could hear the knuckles pop. One of George Butts' legs hung off the side of the porch, and he was pushing his foot around in the sand, making circles. John Henry had stopped whittling, and was looking straight at Good-Eye. Good-Eye was quiet He squinted down the road, his e~es screwed up nearly closed. "For many years I been hearmg people talk about stars," he said finally. "Ever' night w~en we set out here on Peters' porch somebody says somethmg ' ?" about stars. Now what I'd like to know is: what's stars· "You mean you ain't never seen no stars?" George Butts said, brushing his foot over the sand so it wiped out all the circles. f "I wouldn't know one if it come up smack dab in front 0 me," Good-Eye said. d "You mean you can't see them little lights twinkling aroun up in the sky?" Mac Peters said, pulling hard on his middle finger. ,, · t "Nope, Good-Eye squinted up around the sky a mmu e. ,, he said. "Don't see nothing but black. Black all arou~d.d'd 't We all tried to show Good-Eye some stars, but 1~ 1 ;i. do any good. He couldn't see a thing. But he kept trymgk or nally he pointed to the one street light down half a bloc so, right above where Meyerhof's Drug Store use~ to b:treet "No," said John Henry. "No, Good-Eye. Thats a light." . .th h. foot again· George Butts started making circles w1 1~ and blew Peters took out his blue bandanna handkershief Jle h. k" t Good-Eye. 1s nose. Even John Henry wasn't 1oo mg a tton . ' dead co was starmg out toward Old Man Patterson s stalks. It was quiet, like at a funeral. , . turn in.'' "Well," said Good-Eye at last, "guess Id better d vn to 0 He stood up, stretched his legs a bit, and st~pped t :verY­the street. "Anybody going my way?" he said. Bu with b . t lk a 1ong ody was a httle sad and nobody thought o wa . ad bY him. So Good-Eye shuffled on down the East Fork 10 himself. "Too bad about Good-Eye" said John Henry. Butts ' ,, George "Never knowed his eye-sight was so pore, said. peters "You'da ~hought at least he could see stars," Mac ~~ G-~ "Now boys," John Henry said. "It ain't his fault. u just can't see as good as we thought he could." "You'da thought he'd told us after aH these years that he couldn't see stars," Mac said. "Good-Eye just don't talk much," said John Henry. "You oughta know that. You growed up with him." "Use to, he'd read in class," Mac said. "He'd hold his reader right up in front of his face, but he could read it. And, even now, ever' once in a while he says something." "He said something tonight," John Henry said. "It ain't right," John Henry said, "for a Red Oak boy to go from his cradle to the grave and not even see stars." "We tried to show him some," Mac said. "I think there might be something wrong with his eyes," John Henry said. "There ain't much we could do about that," George Butts said. "We could maybe see about specs," John Henry said. "Why, ain't nobody in Red Oak ever wore specs," Mac said. '"Tain't no reason why a body can't," John Henry said. "When I went up to Dallas eight or ten year back, nearly everybody and his dog wore specs. Gals too. Right on the street." "But we couldn't get no specs in Red Oak," George said. "This is just a little place."· "If I remember rightly," John Henry said, "in the last Montgomery Ward catalog I seen some pictures of specs theywanted to sell." · "They'd cost like Gawdalmighty" Mac said. "W ' e could take up a collection" John Henry said. "I tell you it just ain't right for a Red O~k boy not to see no stars." h Ge~rge Butts slipped do.wn to the ground. "John Henry," e said, when nobody else said anything, "you sure can make a body think." Then t "/:{ . ex day John Henry went all through Red Oak, see­ing folks. He was careful not to let Good-Eye know what he Was d · th b omg. But by that night he had $4.95, enough to buy e est pa1· f · H r o specs m the catalog. hea: cam~ by Peters's store about 6 o'clock. He had the big, sta %mail-order book under his arm. All the fellows were 0 dn illg around, helping John Henry and Mac fill out the hr! erk blank. There wasn't any trouble till they came to the an wher p· e you put in the size Nobody knew what to say. M: lllal!y John Henry said "He;s the same size as you are, ac, so let' ' s put down 'large'." 'I'he gl "k it mightasses came about a week later. The fellows thought came d be best for John Henry to keep thrm till Good-Eye Good-E~:.n to Peter's that night. Let it be a surprise for old John He .Red Oak nry sent some of the kids around to tell all t~e glasses thfolk~ that we were going to give Good-Eye his at night about 6:30. It was the time of year when it got dark eal'ly. That day all around Red Oak the farmers and town folks drove their cows in when it was still daylight, so they could milk them and eat supper before it was dark. By 6:15 there wasn't a place to sit on all of Peters' porch. Folks were crowded in like on the mourner's bench at the summer camp meeting. Kids were all out in the street, and some grown-ups too. And right in the middle of the porch was Good-Eye. He wasn't paying any mind to anybody. You might have thought there wasn't any more than the usual number up there as far as Good-Eye was concerned. He was sitting there like he always did, lis­ tening. · , When it looked like everybody had got there who was com­ing, John Henry cleared his throat. "Stars are sure pretty tonight," he said. Nobody said anything. "I said, the stars sure are pretty," John Henry said. Everybody seemed to catch on then as to what John Henry was driving at. "Yep" said George Butts at last, "Sure are pretty." ' 'd "St "Yessir, sure air," one of the men sa1 . ars as purty as pinks," a woman said. "Sure are pretty," some more folks said. There was a lot ~f giggling and laugh~ng with everybody thinking how surpnsed Good-Eye was gomg to be when John Henry gave him the gla~ses. That was when Good-Eye got up. (Continued on Page 46) ILLUSTRATED BY CHARLES SCHORRE ' ' .. !'elder, Austin What is so lovely as a pretty girl in white' t-Aorion Engelke, RANGER'S November Girl of the Month, prepares for a White Christmas in a heav· enly formal of white and gold metallic lace Miss Engelke's strapless formal features a wasp-waist, full skirt with wide, white net flounce at the hem. and dainty, tushio velvet bows. Gown and acces· sories from our distinctive collection of co-ed classics. An Expose Yet---And Guess Who? (Poetry for Very Small Children) 'Tis the night before Christmas, But who gives a damn? That Santa Clause fiend Is naught but a sham: A good racketeer In his very own right ­He makes with the sleigh On each Christmas night. His belly it shakes like jelly, we hear; But I figger he keeps it well padded with beer. On Donder and Blitzen, Budweiser and Schlitzen, He gallops-oft scaring ~s out of our witzen. Never doubt, old Saint Nick, he gets dough by the scads Just posing, in sleigh, for Chesterfield ads. Those letters are written by children naive ­But you guess who gives them the gifts they receive! It's just the old man -it's pappa who pays Through the nose, and other odd ways. And it just occurred to me, by jimminy ! Did you ever try dropping down a chimminy? Can't be done ­I've tried it. Got myself stuck inside it! There's ashes and cobwebs and cinders and soot. If Santa can do it, I'll kiss your left foot. Now look at the fraud and deceit we have stood! Geez, Santa, he ain't never had it so good ! Georgie Warmack EnrnExlrn IHP#EY showing HOLLYWOOD STUDIO CLOTHES Your fellow students and others in your community will welcome see­ ing ...ond BUYING .••famous toilored­ to-measure clothes by Burton's of Hollywood. Each garment is individ­ ually hand-tailored and styled to please particular people. You will be proud to be associated with this famous company and your earnings will be substantial. Write today for particulars to Mr. E. P. McEvoy, Sales Manager. NANDO BUILDING• LOS ANGELES 13, CALIFO She's such a pretty little wench Sitting there upon the bench Looking very coy and shy At every passing college guy Such thrilling eyes Concentric thighs It's too bad She's bald. There once was a young lady from Brussels, Who was accused of wearing two bussels. To this she demurred: "What you say is absurred," For all that you see are my mussels." There was a young man from Japan Who wrote poetry no one could scan. The main trouble with 'im Was that he lacked rhythm, Cause he said, "I always like to put as many words in the last line as I possibly can." Little Audrey, mad as hell, Pushed her sister in the well. Said her mother, drawing water, "Gee, it's hard to raise a daughter." DECEMBER 1947 Shakespeare's Romeo & Juliet. We write in the past tense, hypocrites that we are, although you know damn well that this copy had to be in our printer's union shop a full week before opening night. In lieu, then, of more of the same plaudits which were (beg pardon, will be) deservedly bestowed on Mr. Payne, cast, and crew, permit us merely to ask a question. Is it not possible for Mr. Payne (who is considered by all the dramatic archangles to be the world's first expert on Shakespearian theatrics) to produce more than one Bard play a year at the University? It would cer­tainly be another argument in favor of the compulsory blanket tax. M-1948 R EHEARSALS are already pushing under a full head of steam toward the opening in early Ja nuary of Time Staggers On, Model 1948. Director Bet­ty Lafferty and Scripter Ben Jeffery (same cartel that turned out a smash hit last January) have thus far been philo­sophical about casting dramateurs in most of the major roles (official De­partment of Drama productions have monopolized most drama students) . "They're doing fine," says J effery. "Under the impression, of course, that my script is funny. Actually it's more like a tragedy with a happy ending, if you get what I mean." He adds that he wrote TSO with the idea of bringing culture to the masses. Mrs. Lafferty, asked to comment on Jef­frey's script, said, "Well, anyhow the music is going to be terrific this year." ]Faculty Form THE Faculty Art Exhibit which ran in conjunction with the Sixth Fine Arts Festival leaned heavily toward ab­ straction, pure design, and color. Old names and new livened up the Academic Room-to the confusion of some who "don't know anything about art, but know what they like." Carroll Barnes' lucite Pigeon, for in­ stance, looks more like a speedboat breasting the waves than anything else. Beauty of form is the important item in modern art for the amateur, and "what they mean" is for the artistes to mull over. Julian Woeltz's Rectangles and Fan­ tasy are examples of what we are talk­ ing about-the last a lavishly colored piece which glows like an oriental rug. Gaylen Hanson·•s abstractions (No. 5 and No. 6) are likewise without obvious meaning but fascinating as designs. Wil­ liam Lester's Based on Primitive Art Forms is good in both design and color. TEXAS RANGER Sycamore Creek and Sun Worshippers, Eugene Trentham's contributions, show a marked change in style from the paint­ings by this faculty member we have seen previously. Sycamore Creek is pure idyll. Everett Spruce's Still Life has this artist's usual arresting use of white. There is no doubt as to what Madonna and Child (Eurove) means. This gro­tesque plaster packs a terrific punch. -B. J. R.eco'r.d R.eoe'r.ie ALTHOUGH Austin's weatherman may disagree, local platter palaces are literally having a "White Christmas" this month as every record firm is snow­ ing them under with discs of the peren­ nial Irving Berlin carol. Anyway, you'll hear enough of it on the airlanes, enough to wish for a tropical sun-anything but the snow. Columbia has been very nice to Wood­row Wilson Herman all this year, letting him fill his monthly releases with his throaty tonsilings instead of his famous progressive jazz. Now that Woody's re­organized his band, he bows out of the vocalist field with an album of eight nice meloclies, Eight Shades of Blue. You've had your fun, Woody, so now let's get back to good music! Youthful Elliott Lawrence's unortho­dox aggregation presents two interesting versions of N ear You and How Lucky Yon Are for the dancers this month. Lawrence uses the French horn, oboe and English horn eeriely, but the vocals bog things down. Addinsell's Warsaw Concerto gets a nimble interpretation by Claude Thorn­hill's fingers and orchestra. The flipover, Love for Love, is a weak ballad rescued brilliantly by a rich score and a superb vocal by Fran Warren's tear-jerking voice. Our vote for the month's best coupling. Les Brown comes forth with two more pretty ballads designed for dancing, Dardanella and After You. The former's sonorous melodic structure is inclinded to incline one, while Eileen Wilson's chanting on the latter perks up the tune considerably. The most noteworthy classical album this month has Arturo Toscanini con­ducting the NBC Sy!,llphony .in some of the most delightful and beautiful music ever composed, three excerpts from Berlioz's Romeo and Juliet dramatic sym­phony ( 6 sides, Victor). Toscanini's usual fierceness is there in Romeo Alone, Fete at the Capulets, and the famous Love Scene. Beauty with this tenderness and imaginative scope is seldom produced. A fitting musical memento for the yuletide season.-E. GARTLY JACO. r 31 ­ Here is a Bank that Understands University People and Their Needs When University People . . . students, assistants, professors, employees . . . need the services of a bank, they come to the Capital National. When you need assistance, come in and discuss your needs with these understanding officers. WALTER BREMOND. JR., President AUG. DeZA VALA, Special Represent-JNO. A. GRACY, Vice-President & ative Trust Officer JOE S. DUNLAP, Assistant Cashier E. P. CRAYENS, Vice-President F. M. DuBOSE, Assistant Cashier WALTER BOHN, Vice-President WILFORD NORMAN, Assistant Cashier LEO KUHN, Cashier ROY B. STEWART, Assistant Cashier W. C. KENNEDY, Ass't Vice-President ASHLEY WYNN, Ass't Trust Officer JOHN S. BURNS, Ass't Vice-President • THE CAPITAL NATIONAL BANK Seventh Street between Congress and Colorado • MEMBER FEDERAL DEPOSIT INSURANCE CORPORATION MEMBER FEDERAL RESERVE SYSTEM 32 DECEMBER 1947 HOUSING (Continued from Page 18) The attitude of the landlords needs no comment, at least not to anyone who has paid $40 a month for a storm cellar. Student apathy toward the problem, on the other hand, needs a good deal more comment than it has so far received. This apathy is typified by the failure of the VMOF campaign last semester. Some veterans had visions of a large, modern dormitory as a memorial to World War II participants. The money for the structure was to have been pro­cured in a state-wide campaign. But an operating fund first had to be collected to finance the real campaign. This was the Veterans Memorial Operating Fund. After week upon week of cajoling and prodding and begging students to con­tribute an old textbook or a theater ticket to the fund the attempt finally had to be abandoned and the small amount of money that had been collected was put into a loan fund. The inertia of University officialdom is typified by the attitude that the less the school has to do with student hous­ing the better they like it. The prevalent theory is that any participation in the housing field should be on a strictly busi­ness basis. No University funds can be used to subsidize student housing, and no official funds can be spent to make additions or improvements. Just as one example of the application of this rule, some of the FPHA dormitories for single men are still incompletely furnished be­cause the government has no more sur­plus furniture to give away and the Uni­Yersity refuses to spend any of its own money to buy study tables and chests of drawers. A lot of money has already been put into sewer connections and sidewalks. Don't talk about buying study lamps or full-size pillows. Stringent University housing rules contribute to the problem. With very few exceptions students are forbidden to move during the semester without forfeiting the rest of the semester's rent. This rule is for the protection of the landlords, say the University authorities. If there were no way to make a student keep his rent contract nobody would be renting rooms, they say. It is hard for many students to follow such reasoning. In the first place, not many Austin landlords are noted for op­erating their houses merely out of the goodness of their hearts. In the second place, most students do not have no­madic inclinations, and consider it in­convenient to move during a semester. The only real motivation for wanting to move is that they have found a better place to live. They feel that if landlords were put on a more competitive basis they would quickly make a lot of im­provements in student living accommo­dations. As it is, the University housing (Continued on Next Page) TEXAS RANGER Shop on the Drag I XMAS CARDS, WRAPS, RIBBONS, LABELS CHILDREN'S BOOKS -for Little Brother and Sister Visit Our Children's Book Room in the Basement The Largest Stoc~ in Central Texas * MAN'S SHOP TIES SOCKS BELTS JEWELRY * FICTION ALL THE LATEST NOVELS-NON-FICTION TOO * CARDS 50 CARDS PRINTED WITH YOUR NAME $2.50 * UNIVERSITY JEWELRY * Engraved Stationery The ideal gift for your room-male TEXAS BOOK STORE SEW/tE 1~-~11J------, rnvus FOR BETTER We've spent years servicing our customers with spotless cleaning. W e're in step with the latest methods. FORMALS ARE OUR SPECIALTY CALL 3847 FOR DELIVERY SERVICE LOntudents first studied. The first shacks, in 1912, were located on the west side of the campus and were heated by wood stoves which were tended by the students themselves. After the first world war a progressive era saw most of the classes moved into steam­ heated shacks on the east side of the campus. And today, after the second world war BA courses are taught in shacks all over the campus-shacks with no heat at all. This of course, is just one of the grow­ ing pains now being felt in all parts of the University, and it is an indication of the-most pressing need of the College­ more classroom space. Dean Fitzgerald estimates that there should be at least twice as much room as is now available, and that the faculty should be consider­ ably enlarged so that the size of classes can be cut. Other recognized needs include addi­ tional finances for the Bureau of Business Research; more money to encourage grad­ uate work; and the construction of a building especially designed for housing conferences and research discussions. The latter project, now in the elementary planning stage, would allow the Uni­ versity to become the conference center for Texas business and industry, and would give students and professors alike an opportunity to "sit in" on practical discussions of the things with which their textbooks are concerned. s pecialists in the By the time the Golden Anniversary of the College of Business Administration Examination of the is observed all of these projects certain­ ly will have been realized. And if the Eyes and the Fitti.ig era of progress which has characterized the past twenty-five years is repeated, of Glasses. future generations of business students may be teaching even H ermes a thing or two. -The End. ON THE COVER Christmas morning! To get you into the Christmas spirit, there's Billie Faye Johnstone, Kathy Cawthon, Pat Calhoun and Julia Finnel -all having a great time as they start to unwrap their gifts. For locating an early Christmas tree, Where the Students furnishing the props and dressing the Get Their Glasses coeds, the Ranger thanks T. H. Williams. Photo by Stanley Depwe. JUST SAY AT YOUR GIFT HEADQUARTERS 2236 GUADALUPE 722 CONGRESS Chxa1-1 fhEpEndabLE :JEwEfvl {o't 42 affy\)efinitions Here's a column that must have some deep underlying significance. Darned if we know what, though. All we know is that these rate a buck each-and the daffier, the better. Frustration-having a Pepsi-Cola and no bottle-opener. Stork-bird with a big bill. Professor-textbook wired for sound. Thirst-obsolete term; dates back to pre-Pepsi-Cola era. Cooperation-one bottle ofPepsi with two straws. * Paying $1 apiece for these is Like giving you a license to commit burglary. But-$1 apiece for those we buy. CHESTERFIELDS OF COURSE-\ THERE's LOTS MORE SMOKING PLEASURE TO THEM