OCTOBER 1947 25c rienee jg the BestTeacher.,! • 1n aerial acrot..-..e. 8nc/ in Sf'MAL~ ~­ ~~IVf\/flg too, I/ aerial !lensaoGoul.D_ the D· ~On ot I 019 top Your" T -ZONE 11 wiII -relI you ... T FOR. TASTE .. . T FOR. THROAT .. . R05E GOULD HANCTS 8Y H~R HEIEL5 -WITH NO OTHER 5VPPORT ANO NO NET-IN A 9TUNT THAT MAKES EVEN VETERAN CIRCUS HANDS SLINK/ THE WARTIME CIGARETTE SHORTAGE-CAMELS SUIT ME BEST/ MORE PEOPLE ARE SMOKING Thats r.our provin~ qround for any ciqarette. See if Camels dorir ames suit r.our"T-ZONE" THAN EVER BEFORE to a"T" '.. ; ! I '· . in gay plaid taffeta with bustle bock. 29.95 ~­ CHUCKL~S that CHARG~ LIFE OF A JOKE Birth: A freshman thinks it up and chuckles with glee, waking up two fra­ternity men in the back row. Age 5 minutes: Freshman tells it to senior, who answers, "Yeah, it's funny, but I've heard it before." Age 1 day: Senior turns it into the campus humor 1·ag as his own. Age 10 days: Editor has to fill mag­azine, prints joke. Age 1 month : Thirteen college comics r print joke. Ag 3 y ars: Annapoli Log reprints joke as original. Age 3 y ar ·, 1 month: College Humor r prints joke, crediting it to Log. Ag 10 years: 76 radio comedians dis­ov r joke simultaneously, tell it accom­pani d by howls of mirth from boys in orch tra. ($5 a howl.) Age 20 years: Joke is reprinted in Reader's Digest. Age 100 years: Professors start tell­ing joke in class. Age 100 years, 1 month: Warmack hears it, prints it in Texas Ranger. "What did you do when her dress started coming off?" "I helped her out as best I could." -Froth Dear Pop, Everything fine at school. I'm get­ting lots of sleep and am studying hard. Incidentally, I'm enclosing my fra­ tern.ity bill. Your son, Pudg Dear Pudge, Don't buy any more fraternitie Your pop, POP. Perplexed Oriential: "Our children velly white. Is velly strange." "Well . . . Occidents will happen." -Voo-Doo Policeman: "How did this accident happen?" Motorist: "My wife fell asleep in the back seat." Two men were discussing the fair ex. The following conversation was over­heard: 1st· M.-"You know, I've really got my wife tamed. She crawls on her hand and knees for me." 2nd M.-"Yeah? And what does she say?" 1st M.-"Come out from under the bed, you coward, or I'll drag you out." Little Boy: Mother, I ju t cut off my leg in a thre hing machine. Mother: Well, stay outside until it stops dripping. I just mopped the floor. -Exchange Pledge: "Must I eat this egg?" Active: "You're damned right." Silence. Pl dge: "The beak too ? " -Caveman A man at a marriage bureau about to be presented to his prospective bride, whispered to the agent. "She's ugly, small, hunchbacked and cross-eyed." "You needn't whisper," retorted the agent, "She's deaf too." Man (walking into headquarters of Bureau of Missing Persons.) My wife is missing, but I'm willing to forget it if you are." -Old Maid Drunk in telephone booth: "Number, hell, I want my peanuts." -Wayne Engineer Moe: "Do you know that a single fly .can have a thousand little ones?" Joe: "No kiddin'. How many can a married one have? " Where else but TEXAS RANGER King's Record Shops ' "ON THE DRAG" 2118 Guadalupe Phone 9437 and ENFIELD SHOPPIN G COURT 904-B West Twelfth Phone 900'4 * Every­thing m Records * A T K I N G S • POPULAR • CLASSICAL e JAZZ. CLASSICS • PARTY RECORDS • JAZZ. e SPANISH e CHILDREN 'S e FOLK DANCES e PLASTICS * RADIOS and PHONOGRAPHS * EXPERT • RADIO REPAIR SERVICE LETTERS TO THE EDITOR Dear Editor: Does Heman Marion Sweatt really be­lieve that he "stripped the subject of its related trappings, and confined it strictly to its limited reference to edu­cation" in the September Ranger issue? Did he deliberately endeavor to obscure his subject behind cloudy and compli­cated words and phrases? Surely Sweatt, in his studies for the Masters Degree at Michigan University, has heard of segregation, not only of animal life, but also of plant life. Beans require planting in separate rows from potatoes, because each plant needs its own peculiar CULTIVATION. Since ed­ucation, in its simplest sense is cultiva­tion of the mind, and since some noted anthropologists and psychologists of the world have published material proving that races have separate mental proc­esses, would it be unintelligent to broach the suggestion that certain segregation is mandatory in order that they may be cultivated differently? If S~eatt envisions Prairie View Uni­versity to be so far below UT in educa­tional opportunities, would not his ex­perience and education afford him some opportupity to become a leader in the building of the Negro school into an in­stituti'on comparable to UT, in helping turn out something more than "mattress makers" of would-be scientists ? UT was built by enterprising and visioned white leaders for white men and women. Here, Sweatt would mention finances. Sam Houston, Abe Lincoln, and many other leaders were noted scholars but were not rich, by any means. J.B. Dear Editor: H. M. Sweatt argues that he must attend the Law School of the University of Texas in order to obtain an "educa­tion" and not a "Negro education!" He (and his backers) have been offered the finest in education that the state of Texas could possibly afford, and this education would necessarily be commen­surate with that offered here on the main campus. In that Mr. Sweatt has asserted that quality exists in "inherent capacities" between the white man and Negro, we may therefore conclude, logically, that the Negro could quite sufficiently con­summate a school standard tantamount to the educational qualities of any branch of Texas University. Mr. Sweatt, how do 'you think the Ne­gro will ever be free of his dependency on the white man, unless he assumes a confidence in himself, and, hence, betters himself? Perhaps my Southern nativity directs my thoughts along prejudice lines, and, (Continued on Page 6) Everywhere it goes the assurance of Beech-Nut for fine flavor goes withit Beech-Nut Gum Tliol' 111lio 1411 ac· tlr11 parl 111 sport, as 111111 as tlios. 11160 I /1'11 111atcli, u}oJ lli1 rtft'lslilnt jlaoor o/ BEBCH·NUT GU/II, OCTOBER 1947 t\ \I / \ • COVERT $45 GABERD\NE $69.95 Gather with the GANG in the Evening at P-K Of course, you will find many of your friends here at breakfast, lunch and dinner time. But the big get-together is in the eve­ning after the rest of Aus­tin has rolled up the side­walks and retired. Come in tonight. You'll like P-K hospitelity -7/u P-K Q!ULL STAYS OPEN ALL NIGHT! On 7th Street across from the DRISKILL HOTEL and next to the STEPHEN F. AUSTIN Under the new management · of TOM BARNETT LETTERS (Continued from Page 4) then again, perhaps I am as tolerant as the next mart .. . tolerance, indeed, does not imply that the wrong attitude must be accepted. I would want you to feel as ured that I have a great resp ct for the Negro race, and I hold thi. r sp ct for any race which holds respect for itself. Accept a school of hi her ducation for your people . .. lead them in their truggle for eventual prosperity . . . employ your power of intelligence in this useful and beneficial capacity. Or . . . conduct your innate abilities along a line of discriminative action . .. con­tinue to add · chips to the smouldering fire of race hatred . . . the imposition of the Negro race on the white (by vir­tue .of Northern influence) will lead .to the inevitable destruction of one race! Edwin H. White, 1934 San Antonio St. Student of Law. Dear Editor: Mr. Sweatt's arguments were stated quite forcefully; however, I see one glaring discrepancy in his argument. He stated that his sole motive was to get a law education of the highest type avail­able in Texas; however, when a law school was provided in Austin, staffed by the same law professors that teach at the University of Texas Law School, with excellent library facilities avail­able, he did not see fit to take advantage of that opportunity. In my opinion the opportunity to study law under those excellent professors in quite small classes should be worth even more than the opportunity to attend their classes in groups of over 200. Though he stoutly denies it, I believe that the evidence supports the general conclusion that his application for ad­mission to the Law School has been mo­tivated more by social purposes than by a desire to obtain a good law edu­cation. H. J. Dear Editor: As one pollster to another, let me affirm the results of your compulsory blanket tax poll (September Ranger) showing 60% of the student body op­posed to the mandatory fee. A imilar poll that I conducted last summer how d 62% opposed. (See Tex­an, July 24.) 65.6% of those questioned in my poll thought that the Student Assembly, and not a faculty-dominated committee, should apportion the tax funds. Roy G. Fellers. "How did you get that cut on your head?" "Bit my elf." "Impossible. How could you bite your­self up there?" "Stood on a chair." -Yale Record 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 Congress Ph. 2-4679 Open 9 A.M. Close 6:30 P.M. OCTOBER 1947 Store Hours 9 :30 to 6 Dail11 Congreu at Ninth .· Goi Cele•te's deep-piled, luxurious beover hot to compliment your costume hoppily with its new look of bulk. In black, aqua, '/ictorian green, and palomino. Millinery Salon. Second Floor campus Adele Simp•on's bamboo-colored tweed scarf suit in Fo~tmonn's herringbone. Note the feminine look of long lines, tiny waist, ond flared jodet. Apparel Salon, Second Floor Palter de Li•o's sable brown calf scol­lopini shoe with walled toe and midway heel. Shoe Salon, )'int Floor TEXAS RANGER CAMPUS CLASSICS Capitol wraps up a neat package of varied popular musical entertainment in this new album of eight tunes by the West Coast label's top names: King Cole, Benny Goodman, Johnny Mercer, The Pied Pipers, Stan Kenton, Ella Mae Morse, Matt Dennis, Paul Weston, and the Dinning Sisters. Strictly light stuff, the eight tunes range from a hot session with BG to a mournful ballad by the Pied Pipers. Nat Cole and his two pals present their u ually top-notch performance on Could­Ja. Johnny Mercer and the Pied Pipers gang up on the oldie, School Days, In a swing arrangement with cute innova­tions on the familiar lyrics. Benny goes all out (in fact he goes too far and gets lost in several places) on I Know That Yo'll Know, but the jazz followers will like it. Ella Mae Morse offers an­other of her heavy boogie-woogie vocal­izings lifted directly from Will Bradley-Ray McKinley's Down the Road a Piece. Ella Mae goes a little further, but not much. The other tunes are merely ade­quate mu ical fare, with the exception of Vido Musso's tenor saxing on The Spider and the Fly with Kenton's crew. But it'll sell.... BENNY RIDES AGAIN One of the most novel ideas in record album is presented by Capitol this month in Benny Goodman's first com­pilation for his new bosses since he left Columbia Records in a huff last Jan­uary. Beginning with only a piano for accompaniment, BG add an instrument with each succeeding disc until he builds up to a full orchestra on the final two sides. Every music Jover aware of the Amer­ican scene knows Benny Goodman. Therefore, every follower of contempo­rary music should listen to this album and realize for himself that Goodman just isn't what he used to be and is definitely on the down-grade. Catch Benny's final chorus on Laz11 River and hear the mistakes and burred notes that pour out when BG and his reed gel overheated. Listen to Benny's Boogie and hear the dissonances and unconnected thoughts of his horn. Dig Pulling On the Ritz and catch those rough spots that no second-year clarinet student would be caught dead with. In nearly all the other sides Benny's blow­ing is mediocre and far below par. The only exception when Goodman is really good is on The Bannister Slide. Benny's sad vocal on the final side only adds insult to injury. Benny has never been this consistently sloppy in technical ex­ecution and uninspired in his perform­ance. Maybe it's that Hollywood sun. May­be he was ju•t trying too hard. Perhaps he cut the entire album in one session. Irregardless, on these eight tunes, Benny Goodman just isn't BG. This album's real star is Jimmy Rowles, ex-Herman Herder, occupying the keyboard. PROM DATE There are two major faults with this album. Firstly, you can't dance to these· souped-up college songs because of the alternating tempos, and, secondly, you'll get tired of the Paul Whitemanish ar­rangements by Jerry Gray, Tex Beneke's chief arranger. (Continued on Page 41) 8 I OCTOBER 1947 "Headed" for fashion success, hoods are he highlight on the season's most beautiful coats, suits, d res s es and raincoats. Hoods that form extravagant collars -vhen tossed back Hoods that lend gracious charm to the deli-cote features th a t en­hance them. Hoods that will play the leading role on eve r y stage They are all OURS and YOURS SCARB OUGH S FASHIO SHOPS, SECO D FLOOR MEET· TH·E STAFF SCORE! WITH Phone 23'48 Guadalupe 3594 FALL AND WINTER DATES AVAILABLE VAi KIRKPATRICK ORCHESTRA Dial 8-6169 Tearing his hair over this stack of pho­tographs and paraphernalia is Floyd Wade, author of Fine Arts, the second of the vocational series. A senior jour­nalism major from Tyler, Wade helps with make-up of the Ranger, collaborat­ing with Bill Bridges. Wade had his own dance band on the Forty Acres before joining the navy in '43. Now that the war is over and he will soon be a college graduate, Wade says, "I plan to marry a rich widow and settle down in Carmel, California." He's very ambi­tious. Joe Phipps has done a Jot of things in addition to writing Coming Home in Style, the short story which won a con­test sponsored by The Texas Book Store last spring. Phipps got his BA in speech at Trinity (Waxahachie) in 1940, before coming to the Capital City. Jn '41 Phipps was selected to speak for the University of Texas on the Fred Allen radio show. After fighting the war with the inteJli­gence service, he returned to Austin as program director of Station KTBC. Now he's taking graduate work in journalism. The guy gets around. When th journali m building catches on fire, which i now considered possible, and stud nt are dashing madly down the fir e capes, they will be saying, "Thanks, J. P. Porter!" After reading Porter' story in this Ranger you will know he is not afraid to tackle "hot" subj ts. H did the rec nt story about th D af chool in th Texan. A senior journali m major from Mount Pleasant, Porter i feature editor of the Rang r, and hi by-lines appear often in the Texan. He was with the 21st Ranger Group overseas and wrote for St.ars and Stripes after VE Day. Those who looked at the cartoons in the September Ranger will know Bill Yates, or at least that he draws funny cartoons. We sent several through last time, but a couple of the best joined our Ranger office exhibit of censored car­toon . (People who have seen these ex­amples of lewd art have laughed, but none have fainted.) Bill's a freshman architecture major from Panama City, Florida. He's been drawing cartoons since high school days. A fiyboy in the Navy, he drew for a naval publication and several magazines. OCTOBER 1947 here are More han One to he Grade at 1 the classroom on help ... we have the ) clothes. There's no guesswork about our formal 1ear ... it's RIGHT. We can now offer an ample ~pply of tuxedoes, ties, shoes, shirts, socks, jewelry, erything you need for those formal frat dances. louble breasted, long roll tuxedo in midnight blue. 50.00 Birdseye pique shirt (collar attached) 5.95 Dull calf or patent leather shoes........ ... 10.00 Ties . . ........................................................ 1.00 Stud and link sets .. . . ... ... . 5.00 plus tax Black Hose ................................................................ 1.00 MEN'S CLOTHING, SECOND FLOOR AND MEN'S FURNISHINGS, STREET FLOOR Scrnrlbrough &Sons TEXAS RANGER specialis~s in the Examination of the Eyes and the Fitting «if Glasses. Where the Students Get Their Glasses The congressman's wife suddenly sat up in bed, "Jim, there's a robber in the house." "Impossible," was her husband's sleepy reply. "In the Senate, yes-but in the House, never." There was a young girl from St. Bride's Who ate green apples and died Within the lamented The apples fermented Making cider insider insides. -Yale Record Visitor: Is your mother engaged? Little Boy: I think she's married. -Yellow Jacket He (looking at decollete evening gown)-"You could show a little more discretion." She-"You men are never satisfied." -Dr~xerd Then there's the fellow with a stern look because his mother was frightened by the rear end of a ferryboat. -Roughrider The Francene Shop Proudly Presents An Excl'usive Collection of Lorraine-Sweeney SCARF BLOUSE These California creations are perfect for setting off your new Fall suit. Their vivid splasheB of color, fine quality silk, and form fitting design ?na/ce this a wardrobe must. ,' 2516 GUADALUPE 82798 BE THRIFTY BUY YOUR -BOOKS AND SUPPLIES FROM YOUR OWN. STORE • Save your cash register receipts-turn them in during Dead Week in January and share in the savings, paid in cash during exam period in January. • 20% dividend has been paid last five years. Ask for convenient envelope to keep your re­ceipts in. • 9 UNIVERSITY CO-OP@ Operated by Students and Faculty for mutua l benefit TEXAS RANGER Are you EVOORG EHT NI* You might be-if you love onions and men tool They just don't go together, Honey! Unless, that is, you keep your breath sweet with yummy Life Savers. Then, you're in the groove right. You can go on loving onions, men, and ofcourse you'll love Life Savers, too. JOKE OF THE MONTH The Gal: Why not come up to my apartment and have a bite before yau go home? 1 The Guy: Naw, you can bite me here in the hall. Tom (Dilbert) Diltz 2352 Guadalupe Austin 21, Texas SUCCESS STORY A SHORT SHORT After hi$ attempted leap from his penthouse, Alfred Bangara was taken to a ho pita! which he owned. There the doctors and reporters were unable to induce him 1 to talk, but following i~ the suicide note which h left, thinking he would kill himself: "I was in love with an actress nam d Martha Merker when I was a penniless youth of some intelligence. She told me ixas' 1est pas"-r c iving end since Malcolm Kut­n r. ix f t, tw and on -half inches tall, Max w igh d l ss than 1 0 pounds in 1946. B cause o: this la k of heft, Bumgardner was us d a lmo t n­ ir ly on offt-nsc th n, but he has pi ·keel up t n pounds this summ r and ha · been turning in a fin , slashing d fensiv game this fall. But over and abov his all-around ability a­an athlete, Humgardner has b n praised as a gr at l adcr. Bully .ilstrap, his present end coach, thinks th qui •t-spoken "Bummy" has the qualiti ;; for a ·'finl• aptain." He rates high among-his t am­111ale-, has an ~ven temp r, and a warm smile . .\l 24 Bumgardner is mani d and has a 3-year­old boy and a girl 6-m nths-olcl. He is a senior and a Phi Gamma Delta. A Physical Education major. l.fomgardner plan. to give professional hall a twirl h fore ,; ttling down o roa hing. -P L T IL<\ 'Y Ra ymond Jones is no tranger Lo f otball fans nf Th niv r:sity of Texas. The chant, "We want .Jones," becam a byword with Longhorn supporters last year. When touchdown driv s bogged down in the shadow of the en my's goal po ts, "Big 32" was always good for those la t few ya rd>< to pay­dirt. This :;eason the former u tin High Star i~ back at his fullback post as co-captain of Blair hc1Ty';; fir t T xas t am. At 1 5 p unds h is lighter than most coll g fullbacks, but his terrific drive has cause I coach :; to tab him as the be;;t short yardagl' plung r in the Univ rsity's hi Lory. Ray came to th campu in 194 1, a quiet, black­hair d kid with a che ·t covered with medals. As a seni r with the Maroons, he had won All-State honors as fullback on the football team, placed in the 120-yai·d hurdles at the state track meet and lc>ttered in basketball. While Crain and Layden were lcadin r Lhl· varsity to national acclaim, Ray was teaming with Max Bumgardner and Allen Lawler on the freshman team. He was one of the captainl'l in th ycarlin).!s' 18-7 win over the &M fish. Ile I tt red the next y ar, working b hind Roy :Vlc:Kay -.~t fullba k, but 194:l found Ray in the Navy. t Gr at Lak s he sta1T d on th team whi ·h upset tre Dame 19-14. Last ,·ea:on Ray wa back with the Longhorns. II made seven touchdowns to take second place in confcren ·c s oring and spark d the lagging Texas irround game. l n May the 25-year-old co-captain married Betty Jane Moreland of ustin. senior BBA major, he now calls Jiou$l n horn '. H will spurn profes­ ,.,ional football ffer , preferring lo go to work as ,.,o n a he graduates. \\'hat team would h like most to beat? "That';; ea. y," say;; Ray. "Rice, of course." -BILLY HOL RAK OCTOBER 1947 No Fairer Flower Maybe Ethelreda sits next to you in class. If you haven't met her-you're lucky. Gordon Dangle had had a particularly rough time in hi applied chiropody lab (th one that dealt with real feet, not to be confu ed with pure chiropody which deals only with ab tract feet) and wa ru hing aero the campu to­ward the nearest beer, when uddenly hi rtain course wa interrupted by a melodiou "yoo-hoo' . Before he could hid hi wallet, he wa confronted by Ethelreda von Trottinghor e, one of the r igning belle of the campu and pride of a ·ertain organization that hall for d n y' ake remain nameless, whom h had not een ince he was bucking to be the ping-pong team's Bluebonnet Belle nominee. "Of cour e, you're going to the thing tonight," said Ethelreda in her most f tching tone , once she had deflected Dangle from hi path. "What thing?" he asked with an air of mild curio ity. "Oh, the thin they're having after th football game. I forgot ju t what it i , ut I know it will be fabulou . I'm going." "You are," Dangle breathed a sigh of !'Ii f, "With what lucky man?" "I really don't remember," cried Ethel­reda nthu ia tically, 'but omeone i taking m . I alway go to the thing ." "But ar n't you ju t a little curiou to know how you'll get ther ? ' "Oh, I'll go in a convertible. Someon with a convertible i taking me; ome­on with a convertible alway takes me." "Well, who took you to the last thing?" 'Goodne , darling, I ju t don't recall. n ver remember who take me, but omeone alway doe . I'm popular." "But don't you remember who you have your dates with." "Oh no, that's uch a bother. Beside , I alway have one o I don't see why I hould clutter my mind." "W 11, how do you know who:: calling for you?" 'I ju t nev r do! But every evening I just o and sit in the parlor and ooner or later omeone come with a converti­ble and I go." "But you never know who?" "If I did it would take all the sur­prise out of it." "But don't m n keep calling you up for date ?" "Graciou y , th y keep calling all the time. That how I ju t know I mu t alway be going to o out." 'Don't you ever make two date for th £ame evening.' "I uppo e that must happen ome­tim , maybe e en three or four." How do you get around that?" ·'Darling, you'r o illy. I ju t go out with the fir t man that come with a convertible, and tell the hou mother o tell anyone el e tha I'm in bed wilh a ick headache. · '\\'ell, who fraterni ~-pin i. tha1 you have on? " ' Oh omebody or oth r'. , I really don' know. I ju took it out of my box. I have a couple and thi one goe with my outfit. I wonder what hou. e it i ? Omni cient Dangle knew, but ·aw no rea on for clarifying th problem in her m;nd. All he wi h d to do wa. make a quick getaway. 'If I ee you at he thing," he said. "I'll introduce you to your date." "That would be o nice," he aid joyou ly. ' They mu be nice fellow· if you get to know them conver ationally." 'Im ure they are,' aid angle back­ing away, 'Well, o Jong.' But a light had come into Ethelreda' eyes. "Where are you going?" he a ked. Dangle hied a little 'I really don't remember, but I know that it' very important." ''\Vhat a coincidence' he quealed "I don't remember where l wa oing either. I had a date I think but I don t remember who with or wh re. He II wait though, o let' me and you go have a teak at the Hitching Podie sang so pretty, he said. John Hen­ry aid there wa n't a single dry eye in the whol crowd-except for Claude. He picked up the guns on the ground, pitched th m into the Chevy, slid into the front seat, and pulled aw~y. "Dawggone,'' Mac Peters said. "I thought sure we had him after I knocked out that tire." "Yeah," John Henry said. Then he got thoughtful the way John Henry does. "Never thought a Red Oak boy'd turn bank robber,'' he said. "'Specially . agin his own folks." "I don't know,'' said Old Man Patter­son. "You gotta admit he done a mighty n at job." "Yeah. He done a mighty neat job," Mac Peters said. "But at least somethin' good come of it,'' said John Henry. "What's that?" asked Mac. "Him,'' said John Henry, pointing to the boy. Jodie was smiling, his eyes were bright as new pennies, and he was beating on his guitar. Plunkety-plunk-plunk, said the guitar. School was out · by the time they changed the tire on Claude's car and came back into Red Oak. All the men and boys were at Peters's, loading guns into cars, and forming a posse to chase Claude. John Henry pulled up in front of Peters's. "Where do you-all think you're go­'ing?" he said. Everybody was shocked for a minute, what with the robbery and Jodie begin­ning to sing again. Finally one of the farmers who was there said, "Why, after Claude Barker. The bank folks say he stole three thousand dollars." "'Tain't no use," said John Henry. "He's headin' north and we couldn't catch him noway. I'll phone the Dallas sheriff. He'll pick him up when the time comes." Some of the men were disappointed. They wanted to try to catch Claude, but John Henry quietened them. "He's still one of us,'' he said: "I saw him, and he ain't got the sand out from 'tween his toes. He's still a Red Oak boy." The next few days Red Oak was loaded with people-state troopers, reporters,. and sightseers. Most strangers in Red (Continued on Page 46) OCTOBER 1947 Oak just ask the best road to the main highway. These people wanted to hear all about the robbery. And every min­ute of the day you could hear Jodie singing the story of Claude Barker. His voice carried all over town, and nearly everybody spoke as to how good it was to hear him again. But ·after a week or so the visitors stopped coming. Claude was making news in other parts. He'd robbed the bank in Maypearl. Then he'd robbed one in Wortham; then, Wills Point; and in Cooper, and Forney, and in Turpen­tine. Newspapers called him "The Lone Wolf." Cowboy singers on the radio sang songs begging Claude to give himself up. When chool was out in the afternoon us kids went to the big swooping curve north of town. We knew that sooner or later Claude would have to pass that way. After all, he was from Red Oak, and the last anybody'd seen of him he was going north. He had to come back. School let out for the summer holi­days, and that meant we could spend the whole day at the curve, looking to the north down the highway, watching for Claude. But no matter how early we got there, Jodie was always the first one by the road. He'd be there, his back against a live oak tree, plunking on his guitar. All day long we would watch, J odie singing and plunking, and the r est of us taking turn about looking down the highway to give warning if Claude was coming. We knew that when he came, he'd come in style. He'd be driving a Cadillac or a Packard, a Studebaker or a Buick. And when he came, we would recognize him a long ways off. Jodie didn't seem to have any fun at all. But the rest of us ctid. We made up a game and played it. We called it -"Claude Barker." We sent a watcher to the middle of the road. He'd look all the time to the north. We could see about as g.ood as he could, but we played we couldn't. "Here he comes now," the one who was watching would yell. "Here comes Claude Barker driving a low, red Pack­ ard." The rest of us would slide down the embankment and run to the middle of the highway, all of us but Jodie Watson. Jodie just stretched bis neck, and looked, and there wouldn't be any plunk from his guitar. Down the road half-a-mile away we'd see a low-slung, red car spraddling the white line in the center of the asphalt. As the car came closer we'd maybe see two or three heads through the. wind­shield. Then we'd shuffle back to the top of the embankment to watch some more. We knew that when Claude came he'd come alone. . Claude Barker, like lots of folks, made (Continued on Page 46) TEXAS RANGER GOOD JOBI You con olwoys depend on expert work­monship ot moderote prices. We keep your appeoronce ot its best. "Hello, tall, dark, and-oh hell, two out of three ain't bad." Convenient Campus location "You act like a monkey when you're 21 st & Wichita-Next to Milam around me!" "Certainly, I want to be as ideal a companion for you as possible." Then there was the absent-minded college boy who shifted his date and stripped his gears. " .... an.cl. Mrun, lk 'e~'at oil~ cvte ~. 1 wan't """' to ~ tkm; UtdieaJ. 1'/J ~ma.d ~th. pad­ 2116 GUADALUPE "In the Shadow of the Tower" LISTEN TO VICTOR COLUMBIA DECCA LINGUAPHONE DISC vox CAPITOL MAJESTIC MERCURY MGM PILOTONE SONORA ASCH • HMV IMPORTS F F R R POLYDOR • J. R. Reed Mnsiu Uo. SINCE 1901 805 CONGRESS AVE. Phone 3531 COMING HOME (Continued frMn Page 45) hi biggest mistake when he left Texas. He went into Louisiana and robbed a bank or two. It was a hot summer day when word came that laude was dead. The story spread through the county. All th farmers packed up their families and came to town. Us kids heard it out at the north curve, and ran all the way back to Peter's. All of us but Jodie. He was still on the embankment, looking at the car that came from the north. Folks from all around were gathered at the store when we got there. No one aid anything much. It was quiet, just the hum and buzz of people being to­gether. All afternoon we stood there, think­ing, and not talking hardly any. It was getting close to sundown and some of the farmers had started load­ing their wagons when we he~rd a long wail and the slow, mournful beat of a five-string guitar. We looked far up Main Street and there, walking toward us, came Jodie Watson, his. guitar plunk­ing clean and strong. Somebody started clapping his hands; next thing, just as natural as could be, everybody was clapping and stomping his feet. Some people-not many, but some-started cheering and yelling. But as Jodie got closer, we were all keeping time and listening to him sing a new song: By a bayou they found him, Claude Barker. Claude Barker! Drinking from the waters of the swamp. Oh-h-h ! Claude Barker! Without thinking what they did They, filled him full of lead. He will rest in the arms of his Lord . All us boys went to the north curve early the next morning. But Jodie was there before us. As we came through the pasture, we could hear him singing. His voice was sad, and so clear it nearly made you tremble. None of us went home for dinner. We were afraid Claude might pass by while we were gone. But it was getting along in the afternoon when we finally heard the sir ns. We'd pictured all along how we'd slide down to the highway and ru h to the middle of the road, just like we had in the game we'd played. But everybody just looked at everybody else. Then we walked to the edge of the em­bankment and looked down the highway. Jodie was singing his song. And it was mournful peace and quiet. There were two motorcycles coming toward us. Behind them was a long, black car, all trimmed in silver. We knew then that this was Claude Barker -coming home alone, coming home in style. Claude's funeral service in the Mount Zion Baptist Church was the biggest in the history of the county. People came in T-Models and Studebakers, by horse­and-wagon and in Hud ons. All for a boy who had gone out to see the sights. Nobody in Red Oak has ever had a funeral like that to this day. As a special number, Jodie sang a new verse to his ballad, and there were tears in most folks' eyes when he fin­ished. Not long after Claude was buried, Jodie Wat on walked out of town. ~e was carrying hi guitar, and over his shoulder he'd hung a b8}1danna haAd­kerchief tied together at all four corner" Jodie came by Peters's on his way to the main road. "Where you goin', Jodie?" said John Henry. "I'm headin' north," Jodie said, and his guitar went plunkety-plunk. "I'm headin' north to sing some songs." And Jodie walked on down the street. "If a kid's got an honest-to-God, soul­gnawin' cloud-hankerin'," said John Hen­ry, "he'll never get shet of it in Red Oak." And all the men nodded their heads. It's been twelve years since Jodie left. We haven't even heard anything about him so he must not have made a name for himself the way Claude did. But some Red Oak folks think Jodie will be coming home before long, and ing about where-all he's been. John Henry said that the other day he. passed by the old north curve. He said the embankment was crawling with kids about twelve or thirteen years old. One of them was down in the middle of the road, John Henry said. This kid was looking toward the north, and as John Henry walked by he heard the boy yell out, "Here he comes now. Here he comes in a long, gray Cadillac." Two stuttering blacksmiths had fin­ished heating a piece of pig iron, and one placed it upon the anvil with a pair of tongs. "H-h-h-h-h-h-hit it,'' he stuttered to his helper. "Wh-wh-wh-wh-where ?" asked the other. "Ah, h-h-h-h-h-hell, we'll have to h-h-h-h-heat it ·again, now." ON THE COVER Jeans-clad Rosemary Allen is about to be passed by dressed-up Donna Dillin9er. The two Kappas exchan9e 9lances that only a woman can 9ive another of her species who disputes her taste in clothes. It is more than a picture of two co-eds. It portrays symbolically the slovenly look bein9 overtaken by the widely-heralded dressier campus appearance. Exeggere· tion of both styles has been used for , emphasis. Photo by Stanley Depwe. OCTOBER 1947 ERCURY LINCOLN Convenient, friendly Service ... • Reasonably priced • Promptly handled • Courteously rendered • Just four blocks from the heart of downtown Austin • HOWARD KUHLMAN · Austin's Exclusive Lincoln-Mercury Dealer 501 West Sixth St. Phone 8-9346 TEXAS RANGER J. FRANK DOBIE is important. The particular flavor of Dobie's character and p rsonality-th individuali m, the forthrightness, the flair for the picturesque and the dramatic -cannot be duplicated. Aside from th se per onal qualiti s, Dobie is important a a symbol. H is a ymbol of traits in the Texa charac­ter which are be oming all too rar with the passing of the years. He is hone t, plain-pok n, colorful. His field of vision is broad, and he looks ah ad with intelligence and courage. His usual in cription, when students come to him with a copy of one of hi book to be autographed, is: "H re's to fr minds!" J. Frank Dobie has ju t that: a fr e mind-a mind gen rous, to! rant, loving humanity and de pi ing inju tice. • Dobie is important a · a ymb I of Texas liberali m-011e of the few remaining symbols. Wh n Dobie' name is mentioned, the fact that he is a T xan is as well-known as his name. And his name is probably better known than that of any other living Texan. Hi books-oronado's hildren, The Longhorns, A Texan in England, and the others-his numerous articles and the articles about him, his lectures, his teaching in England at ambridge and the army university, his service with UNESCO, have made him, in the minds of many peopl all over the world, a ymbol for Texas and Texans. Because of his connection with The University of Texas, he has brought to the University, as well as the state, a kind of publicity which adds lustre to the school and to the state. Th re is another kind of publicity which has given to others the prevailing picture of the state and its people. B cause of the rarity of well-known Texans who have Dobie's best qualities, the loud-mouthed, bragging, intol­ rant "typical T xan" is accepted much too readily. That kind of publicity need to be countered by the picture of another type of Texan: that is why Dobie is important. Dobie's dismissal from The University of Texas will m an that students here have lost the chance to know the man and to study under him. That is important, but more important is the loss to the entire University, to some ex­ tent, of the prestige which Dobie's continued publication and his continued activity in many other fields would bring. That pr stige will not be entirely lost, because if Dobie i not referred to as a niversity of Texas professor, he will probably be referred to as a "former" University of Texa · prof s or. But what will people think of The Uni­ v rsity of Texas if they are reminded by that phrase that Dobie was di mi sed by the school to which he has brought a flavor all its own? Perhaps they will think that those who run the University and the state no longer appreciate the fre mind, the individualism, and the tolerance which Dobi r presents. N xt year J. Frank Dobie-if his as ·ociation with the University has not been permanently severed-will be eligible for modified service. Under modified service, he will be re­ quired to teach only half a year. That is what he asked to do this year, but the interpretation of a rule may make that "impossible. Whatever Joss might come to the University this fall by his absence from the teaching staff is certainly overshadowed by the possibility of his entire loss to the University. His importance as a teacher is certainly overshadowed by his importance as a symbol. J . Frank Dobie is important to the University and to Texas. Texans will not forget the loss. Nor will those Texans who still harbor free minds forget the symbol. '48 L AST month thousands of students from all over the United States convened in Madison, Wisconsin, and produced an instrument that may well be the opening wedge for the most far reaching exchange of ideas, which after all is the very heart and soul of education, that American schools have ever experienced. Out of this convention came the first constitution of the United States National Student's Association. It sets up a national confederation of college and uni­versities that will direct their unified efforts at: 1. Promoting a planned exchange of ideas between mem­ber schools (already the University has received a detailed plan of the Campus Chest drive at the University of Wash­ington. This plan will form the basis of a similar drive at the University). 2. More equal distribution of and procurement of more exchange scholarships to foreign countries (the east has long monopolized most of these scholarships). 3. Setting up student governments on campuses where none exist. 4. Planning a cultural program that will enable schools to pool resources in obtaining topnotch speakers, dance bands, symphony orchestras, plays, and other outstanding entertainment features. 5. Coping with problems of discrimination and adjusting curricula to fit students needs. In writing the constitution NSA delegates left a great deal of autonomy to regional and campus divisions. This means that the burden of making NSA a successful organ­ization, capable of fulfilling a great gap in student life, falls directly to students and their elected officials on this and other colleges campuses. The constitution will come up for ratification here imme­diately after the new .assembly is elected this month. There­fore it becomes the duty of all candidates and their con­stitutents to carefully consider and thoroughly familiarize themselves with the possiblities of this far-reaching project. 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