The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, October 20, 1926, Image 2

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THE BATTALION
SAY AGGIE
(Continued from Page 1)
out the game. Every one of us loves
a clean fighter, and THE BATTAL
ION voices the sentiment of all of A.
and M. in congratulating New Mex
ico University for being represented
by one of the cleanest football teams
that has ever played on Kyle Field.
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Isn’t it a lot of fun to kick a fel
low when he is down and make all
manner of fun of him? That is the
way we used to do when we were chil
dren—and perhaps it was permissible
then because we were too young to
know better. But is it becoming to a
college student to razz football play
ers when they have done their best
against a much mightier foe? What
right have we to say slighting re
marks to the men of the opposing
team when we ourselves, if we’d be
frank, are too much afraid of getting
hurt to join in the game. This fits
those who are such poor sports as to
do the razzing. If we can’t do any
better ourselves, then let’s keep quiet.
I’m sure the players from New Mex
ico were well impressed with the hiss
ing remarks from us when their own
men were fighting their best in the
game. Be sports, fellows; It takes
hearty cooperation to keep up the
standard of sportsmanship that should
characterize A. and M. Shall we have
it?
* * *
There is something else that would
be rather amusing to one of those wild
west ranch owners we’ve read so much
about. That is the weekly stampede
into the mess hall for Sunday morn
ing breakfast. From the way the an
imals scrouge and fight, one would
think a den of rattle snakes were
in their midst—yet it’s only a bunch of
fighting Aggies afraid they won’t get
enough to eat. Or is that really the
reason ? Animals do that way be
cause they know no better. Can the
same be said of us human mortals?
And sometimes steers are killed in a
stampede. Would we care to see one
of our own men hurt seriously by be
ing trampled under foot?
A TRAVELING UNIVERSITY
If Abe Lincoln could have lived in
this day and time, he would have
thrown away his fireplace, his shovel,
and his charcoal, and worked out his
problems on a calculating machine.
Such is the progress of modern edu
cation that the latest thing, “the
floating university,” promises a rare
chance for knowledge, travel, and
amusement in a concentrated dose.
This university has an enrollment of
some 500 students and a faculty of
about 60 professors, and the campus!
consists of a huge liner. All that is
necessary is to “ante up” the requir
ed fees and board the ship, which
shortly sets out on its maiden voyage.
The only trouble, from the standpoint
of the cadet, is the expense. It might
be entirely feasible and certainly
would be very educational if this col
lege would institute something of
that nature. Why not a trip down the
Brazos in a fleet of scows?
Aerial transportation between
Japan and China started Thursday,
October the seventh with the arrival
at Shanghai of two commercial air- 1
planes from China by way of Mokpo,
Korea. The airplanes were passen- J
ger machines belonging to the Nippon
Aviation company, a Japanese con
cern. Three planes started from Os
aka, but one was delayed at Mokpo.
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❖ SAY BO! DIDJA’ *
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Say Bo! didja ever get a
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Letter from a beautiful
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Damsel at C. I. A. telling
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You how cute she thought a certain
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Dashing young major was, and how
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She’d love to have you come up?
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And didja put on your war togs
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And sally forth in quest
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Of the unknown?
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Then didja find yourself forced
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To date another girl
H< He He
Who knew of your predicament and
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Who enjoyed your discomfort
hugely ?
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And didja spend all afternoon
quaking
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In your boots for fear of dis
covery ?
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Say Bo! Didja?
He He He
Everett Shelby did!
SUNDAY AFTERNOON
How does a cadet spend a Sunday
afternoon? The answer is “variously.”
The same fellow will spend each Sun
day afternoon differently, and no two
will often spend the evening the same
way.
Sunday afternoon as a rule is the
hour of rest and relaxation it is pur
posed to be. Some fellows are glad to
forget the week past, glad to be out
from the prim chapel exercises. They
get into regalia cool, sleep the hours
away in quiet; that is, unless another
next door is not moaning on a sax
ophone or humming and strumming on
a “uke” or guitar.
Another fellow enjoys to muse of
“the one and only,” to sit for hours
concocting witty remarks to include
in a very special letter; maybe he il
lustrates his letter with a few car
icatures. A few, I am sure, prefer
this particular hour of the week to
write to mother.
Some fellows like to spend the eve
ning in mild exercise. They play ten
nis, polo or golf.
Some few are fortunate enough to
have an agreeable date in Bryan,
where the hours are pleasantly spent.
Similarly, this is the time when “the
folks” motor over from far and near
to see how “son” is looking. “Son”
gets his one, two, or three “rummits”
and feels supremely happy in lovingly
caressing that familiar old wheel and
breezing along, showing the “folks”
the campus from every angle.
Many fellows enjoy a long stroll in
the woods, with several intimate
friends in the party, the sunshine and
shadows for company.
The clear sunny Sunday afternoon
is inviting to come out and take pic
tures. Particularly do the Freshmen
enjoy this occupation. For them the
different campus secnes are yet unfa
miliar, they have fresh charm, and
they send many off to the girl, mother
and dad, others remain dear keep
sakes for the memory book.
Sunday evening at A. and M. is a
pleasant time.
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