The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, October 01, 1893, Image 4

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    When the ice cream was brought in last Sunday one of the
new cadets whistled and exclaimed, “My, this is the coldest
clabber I ever ate.” Next!
Professors Price and Spence and Br. Gillispie each brought
back a charming wife at the beginning of the term, who will
undoubtedly add much to the gaiety of our college society.
The faculty has been slightly changed by the appoint
ments of Prof. Hudson, vice of Major Bringhurst—resigned;
Prof. Connell, vice Prof. Curtis, resigned, and Prof. Bray, vice
Prof. Guenther, resigned-
Mr. W. H. Luckett, an ex-graduate, was among our many
visitors to the college a few weeks since.
Misses Bessie Ross and Rita Sbisa are attending school at
Baylor University of Belton. They were accompanied bv
Gov. L. S. Ross.
Miss Mary Bittle left for Dallas on the 12th ult., to attend
the Episcopal institute there.
Why is it our senior captain looks so sad these days?
Among our lady friends who have visited the college this
session w T ere Misses May Webb, Dusky Walker, Misses Gee,
Misses Johnson of Bryan, and Miss Hill of Hempstead.
Miss Shanks of Virginia, has been visiting Mrs. T. C.
Bittle.
Who is our pretty little blonde of the first class? They
say he’s in the swim.
The following men compose the College String Band: T.
Meyer, 1st violin; R. L. Dinwiddie, 1st violin; McMillan,
guitar; Dazey,Guitar; Pittuck,-guitar; Polk, guitar; P. B. Bit-
tie, base violin; F. Martin, mandolin; Cohn, mandolin; Wm.
Matthews, bones;; Hallack, clarinet.
Who is our curve pitcher this year? Why, W. M. Luckett.
After a six year’s course Dan has returned—to graduate.
The ice factor}^ is very near completion; the laundry and
electric light fixtures are being rapidly put together; the ar
tesian well is flowing a mineral water which will be pumped
into a stand-pipe and thence distributed over the grounds.
These improvements make the A. and M. second to none in
the South.
The Ross Volunteers have organized for the year with our
popular friend, Joe Gilbert, as captain. Under his supervision
they cannot help but prosper.
The base ball boys have started early this year and expect
to have a fine team. What has become of our foot ball team?
Hazing has passed away of its own account. The new
cadets seem surprised at being treated so well.
The College String Band is very fine this year.
Major W. L. Bringhurst, our former professor of English,
who resigned last May, is now inThe drug business at Bryan.
We are sorry to see so many of the Bryan girls marrying,
but are exceedingly glad to see how easy it is for some of our
professors to marry.
Nhe Ross Volunteers had their first meeting on the 12th
inst., the following officers being elected: J. Gilbert, captain;
H. Bocock, 1st lieutenant and quartermaster; W. L. Dazey, 1st
lieutenant; B. C. Pittuck, 2nd lieutenant; R. M. Ward, 1st
sergeant; Mills, Jordan, P. Bittle, F. Martin, sergeants; Miss
Bessie Ross, sponsor.
Doesn’t Frank Houston make the young ladies smile their
sweetest, though.
After the drill is over,
After recall is sounded,
After the squads go in,
After they’ve been dismissed;
Oh, many a ram’s been made,
If you could read them all;
Many a prospect’s vanished,
After the drill.
■—Nemo.
Say, E. L., who’s in it, Mayor Lizzie?
Ask E. Green Abbott what 2 Sin ^x equals.
Why, yes, Jordan, rush her. That’ll be all right.
Wonder wffiy Joe likes the doctor’s daughter so much?
Lewis is fine on squaring. Of course (-^C) 2 equals JC .
Who is the best singer in the choir? Why, no, it’s not Rix;
he doesn’t sing.
Buggies from Bryan with pretty girls in them are all the
rage these cool evenings.
Why ought a soldier be tired on the 1st of April ?
Because he has just had a long March of 31 days.
There is a new cadet rooming in Ross Hall that spends too
much time in writing to girls. Stop it now, S., or you’ll regret it.
Professor—What is the zenith?
Student—The place diroctly over one’s head.
p.—Can two persons have the same zenith at the same time.
S.—Yes; if one stands on the other’s head.
Professor of C. E. (To cadet who hasn’t made up his condi
tion).--You can go out and watch the work, but I can’t let
you take part until you have passed clear.
Cadet—Professor, have you got an instrument that hasn’t
passed?
Professor—Well, maybe I could let you have a compass; it
never gets into the first class.
Ye gods! What troubles do assail that young cadet. Why
doth he wear that agonizing look? Do pains of unsound molar
rack his manly frame; or lurks there in his shoe a sharp-head
tack? Nay, sir; not so—he studies latin now, and cannot find
the word he -wants to know.
Valedietony B.ddt'ess of Willet Wilson, Glass of 92-93.
I am proud of the representation today which I bear. I
am grateful for the confidence and esteem which my appear
ance here represents. I am deeply sensible of the trust re
posed in me, and not unmindful of the expectations rightfully
belonging to the faith of those, for whom I stand a chosen
member. But behind all this feeling there is a deeper one, of
apprehension, that I may be unable to meet my obligations.
To the college graduates there is a self satisfaction in knowing
that the beginning of life’s task is complete. That, at least,
for a few short days, we can rest oars, and float with the
stream. There is a peculiar gratification in rest from labor
well performed. If it be mental labor the sensation is only
the sweeter. Some one who understood the labarinths of the
human heart expressed a great principle of philosophy in the
trite saying, “Virtue is its own reward.” Is it any less true
“that labor is its own reward?” In holiday attire, yet upon
the very threshold of life’s commencement, you and I, my fel
low-class-mates, with a mingled feeling of sorrow and pleasure,
pride and regret, look back upon our training here, and with a
face to the future, welcome its possibilities and defy its disap
pointments.
There can be no question but that the training afforded at
THE BATTALION, College Station, Texas,