The daily collegian. (University Park, Pa.) 1940-current, January 22, 1946, Image 2

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THE COLLEGIAN
"For A Better Penn State"
Established 1940. Successor to the Penn State Colleg
ia,n, established 1904, and the Free Lance, established
1P,77.
Published every Tuesday and Friday morning dur
ing the regular College year by the staff of the Daily
Collegian of the Pennsylvania State College. Entered as
second class matter July 5, 1934, at the State College, Fa„
Post Office under the act of March 8. 1879.
Subscriptions by mail at $1 a semester.
Editor-In-Chief Business Manager
Woodene Bell Mary Louise Davey
Managing Editor Advertising Manager
Peggie Wearer Rosemary Ghantous
EDITORIAL STAFF
Gloria Nerenberg
’. Patricia Turk
Mervin Will
George Sample
News Editor ..
.Women’s Editor
Feature Editor .
Soorts Editor ..
Photographer
Senior Eoard ..
” Sidney Dickstein
Barbara Ingraham, Audrey Ryback
-Junior Board Larry Foster, Kay Krell, Lynette Lund,
quist. Cacoline Manville, Lois Marks, Suzanne McCnul
ley, David Nalven, Jack "Reid, Doris Stowe, Gwenneth
Timmis, Jane Wolbnrst.
Reporters Jean Alderfer. Kay Bndollct, Frank Davis, Av
leen Greene, Elsie Harwitz, Marilyn Jacobson, Leo
Kornfeld, Shirley Lyon, Elaine Mittelmnn, Kay McCor
mick, Nancy Shenttt, Jerry Trumper, Lucy Setting.
ADVERTISING STAFF
Senior Board Phyllis Deal
Junior Board Bin Hrinzlick, Sally Holstrum, Dorothy Lei
bovitz, John Neel, June Rosen, Selma Sabel.
STAFF THIS ISSUE
Managing Editor
Copy Editor
News Editor __
Advertising Assistant
Unfinished Fresco
Pearl Harbor!
■ Thosq two words are familiar and poignant to
every American, and especially to Penn State stui
dents who left shortly after that memorable date.
Perhaps the greatest number of former students at
the College to “pitch in” in the initial battles were
those at that time in the sophomore, junior, and
senior classes. The week after Pearl Harbor they
Voted at the polls to pool their class funds to com
plete the Land Grant Fresco in Old Main.
It was their last act as a class before they went
to war. That was proof enough that if and when
they returned they wanted most to see the fresco
finished. Now, six years later, the fresco still
stands in its uncompleted stage.
The fresco was begun in 1939 when the class of
’32 donated its funds to the painting of a great
mural over the staircase in the focal building on
campus—Old Main. Every effort was made to
obtain the greatest mural painter in the United
States, and those efforts were successful. Henry
Varnham Poor began his designs in the fall of
1939. In April, 1940 he started the fresco, com
pleting it in about six weeks at a cost of $4500, a
rate under that paid by the U. S. government for
works of art on government buildings.
Critics spoke unanimously in favor of the. work,
and no work of art was so widely publicized in
that year.
. However, this painting was meant to be just the
first in a series. The whole fresco was to depict
this institution and what it meant to the Common
wealth of Pennsylvania. The mural now in Old
Main would show the idea of the Land Grant sys
tem of education, and the panels along the walls,
which would complete the fresco, would portray
the individual schools of the College.
The three upper classes pledged their funds in
December, 1940. The Board of Trustees of the
College met in Mpch, 1941 to consider the gift,
and due to the commencement of war, felt they
must decline the offer. The money was then put
into war bonds'to be used for scholarships'upon
maturing.
Part of the life and heart of the College went to
finish the war. At least three classes also hoped
to see the mural finished. Its completion would
bring both glory to the College and to those who
fought for the right of having colleges. —-P.T.
ANCHORAGE COFFEE SHOP
.210 W. College Aye.
STEAKS ...
CHOPS ...
SEAFOOD ... :
SANDWICHES ...
CATERING TO BANQUETS AW) PRIVATE PARTIES t
I r ieternity hell-week fever is iiv the air again.
So just a few warnings so you won’t think the Col
lege is going crazy. If you run into tired bedrag
gled men wearing blue-striped railroad engineers’
hats, don’t lcok for the addition of a railroad to
our hamlet —it’s just the Phi'Kappa Sig pledges.'
And if you’re awakened at two in the morning
with a query about how many bowls you have in
your house, don’t predict a plumbing strike—it’s
the SPE pledges..lf you’re a coed you’ll no doubt
be asked to autograph various and sundry arti
cles of “intimate apparel,” but don’t be alarmed.
It happens every year.
Dinner Guest
The Tekes, reverting to childhood diversion, let
loose with a terrific game of cowboys and Indians
the other Sunday. Jimmy Mitchell wa s one of the
victims. Captured by the cowboys' (or maybe it
was the Injuns), he was bound hand and foot and
deposited on the steps of the Delt house at din
nertime. The frolicky Tekes rang the doorbell and
disappeared leaving the Dells to find the bundle
from heaven on their doorstep just in time for din
ner. The good samaritan-like Delts untied Jimmy,
but the Tekes raced after him, and the game was
Jack Reid
Audrey Ryback
Arleen Greene
June Rosen
A Star Is Born
If circumstances and symbols mean anything,
Dean Whitmore’s granddaughter’ has a head start
on her contemporaries. Just before her birth her'
father spent a few hours seeing the movie,
“Stork Club,” and the night before her father was
born his mother sat through the memorable
“Birth of a Nation.”
Rattle of the Sexes
The absurdities of dress are commonly attribut
ed to women. In a recent Lit class, the professor,
noted for his witticisms, commented, “I must con
fess to the ladies present that the idiosyncrasies
or dress belong to the males.” Knowing smiles
passed over the faces of the now-interested co
eds. Then the comment continued. “I don’t want
to be misunderstood,” the professor went on. “Of
course that isn’t to say the women don’t outstrip
Penn State Studes
Dr. Stuart A. Mahuran was commenting on
the use of abbreviations to his journ 16 students.
“They are found, in bluebooks, in reports, and even
in the Collegian. We have profs, frats, and prex
les.” he wen on. “Soon we’ll be shortening stu
dents to studes.”
From the Files
Twenty-two Years Ago
“Free show to be given by Players tomorrow
night.” . . . '“College radio station 'WPAB to
broadcast weekly. Varied programs to be given
three nights each week until June —apparatus is
improved.”
Twenty Years Ago ‘ '
“Two fur coats stolen from the Delta Upsilon j
“Kaufman’s band booked for ball by ;
senior class as Ted Weems cancels. The quality of j
this band is shown in their latest Victor record, ,:
‘Paddlin’ Madelin’ Home’.” .. . An- important j
meeting of the Junior Class will be held in the j
Bull Pen Tuesday.” .... “Penn State to have |
three new buildings—hospital, dormitory (Jordan),.
and gymnasium (Rec Hall).” . . . “ ‘Customs lay j
foundation for class and college unity’, says War- ;
nock.” .... ‘iState College is no longer a dry j
town. It is to be converted into a ‘Tank town’ with i
a 1,030,000 gallon capacity water tank.” ••• • j
“Ko-eds Kreate Komment Koncerning Kivickly- :
Homing Kostume Kotillion.”'
house.”
THE COLLEGIAN
Penn Statements
Bv PEGGIE WEAVER
A Lean and Hungry Look
At first glance through the windows that let in light and let out
smell of the once proud autonomous “Daily Collegian” nothing has
changed. The Armory, Mr. Schwab’s memorial, even President Ath
erton’s tomb still pursue their ageless way, and Tis said if one looks
long enough Casey will appear. Thi
ing from myopic eyes reveal a sta:
have taken over and inherited the
campus or there is a high school j
convention. We refuse to believe I
the youngsters are really college
students, and not for a moment
do we believe it could be us gett
ing old.
Rhetoricians forbid a man to
speak of himself, except on need
ful occasion, so suffice it to say
that after our two and a half year
sojourn on other shores it is
slightly relaxihg to find State so
unchanged. Surprising too, but
then the cares, frustrations, vicis
situdes of the outside,' real world
rarely affected this Nirvana of
the Nittany. ’Tis a good thing, in
deed, that UNO is not considering
settling in this valley, for in no
time at all the virus would seep
through and it too would let the
rest of this infinetismal world go
hang. Mayhaps some enterprising
entrepreneur could bottle the stuff
that is State and (being an Amer-
Back In Mufti
“It feels pretty gocd to be back
in college and able to do anything
yau 'want,” said Robert Martin,
who saw a year of combat duty
in China..
Especially" since there were
times when “Bob” thought he
might never see home nor college
again. !For instance, the afternoon
of April 10, 1944.
Six B-24’s took off that day
from .Kunming. Landing fields in
that area were too small to ac
commodate a bombing group, so
the squadron was to rendezvous
with four other squadrons. Martin
was radio operator-gunner aboard
6ne cf the'six planes, the “Kar
achy Kourier.”
At Luliyang, in southern China,
the squadron met, went into for
mation, and headed for Hankew.
The" railroad yards there where
Japanese troops assembled and
dispersed was the target. The
squadron was supposed to reach
Hankow at dusk,, to lessen dan
ger of attack from JaD fighters.
About an hour out of Hankow,
the squadron hit a “weather
front,” a avail clouds. The for
mation spread'out so there would
be no mid-air collisions. Inside the
front the weather was rough.
“It bounced us around quite a
bit,” Bob said.
The B-24’s, with their 160 mile
per-hour cruising speed, flew
FREE CORSAGES
for ihe “Winter
Every corsage order jfrom sio,yy t J;p : February
8 will have a number. ;Frqm the .nujnbers giv
en out, .8 will be jpickqjl. Thieve J 8 pqpple
will receive a beautiful corsage
FiyEE.
—Y»mi Way 4p4ha Lucky 8
FLOBAL GARDENS
- 417 E. .Beaver Aye. DiaLJUMS.
TUESDAY MORNING, JANUARY 22, 1946
is at first glance . . . But close peer
rtling fact—either Singer’s Midgets
ican) sell it at a profit to the rest
j of the world . . . ”
I ADDENDA and ERRATA—We
note, and it is altogether proper
and fitting, the benches on the
mall by the Class of 1900 not
here “in our time.” The men of
’OO will find the rock-ribbed seats
properly spaced to help them
make the long climb, and, doubt
less without a doubt, the day is
not too far off when some ultra
class will vote to leave as their
white elephant a set of escalators.
We always suspicioned there
were many students, preponder
antly engineers and ag hillions,
who used to live in caves in Hort
Woods, and we must admit, the
Fertility Plots, and the present
housing crisis bears out our Con
jectures. For there were as many,
if not slightly more, students here
in the halcyon days of our first
year in' pre-bellum 1940 than
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blind through the front. Forty
five minutes later the “Karachy
Kourier” emerged from the clouds
Alone! No other bcmber was in
sight.
The plane kept on its course
toward the target. A few minutes
later three other B-24’s came into,
view and formed behind it.
.“There were only four of us,
then, out of the 30 planes which
had started oUt. And 'only one of
the crew was experienced.” Mar
tin left no doubt about it. l 'No,”
he said, “our crew wasn’t the ex
perienced one!”
They ap
proached' Han
kow a half hour
early. It would
n’t be dusk
when they
reached' the:
railroad yards!
'About half an
hour from their,
target they saiw'
what they ex-:
pected. 'Fifteen.
Jap Zero’s were
a steel line over'
-Robert : Martin the horizon. '
. “They came up on our right
and trailed us- in a line, horizontal
to us,” Bob narrated. “Just as we
were starting on bur -bomb run,
they -came in on us. We shot dojvr£
(Continued on page eight) '