THE BATTALION.
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passing bills to encourage it, while on
the other hand but little is being done
in the way of legislation to assist the
classics. Isay nothing outside of indi
vidual endowment is being done to for
ward liberal education, yet every man of
our legislators would have us believe
him a man of liberality in every res
pect. We can see evidences of this liber
ality by going through the different de
partments of what? Some liberal
classical training school? No, through
the different departments of the A. and
M. College of Texas. If it were neces
sary I could give you numberless in
stances in which technical scientific
training has decided advantages, and
therefore why it should receive more at
tention from the people of to-day, than
should that already referred to as classi
cal. But one or two will be sufficient.
In the first place, let us suppose, and it
w;:l requre but little imagination to do
so for there have been such occurrences,
that two young men just from college
apply for a position. One has spent his
time securing a liberal education ; the
other spent his time in getting for him
self good practical scientific knowledge.
Some man of sense wants a young man
of ability to fill a position of trust and
responsibility. These young men have
recommendations stating their ability,
responsibility and so on. They both
apply. In the one, there is seemingly
a polished young gentleman with noth
ing at his command but “jaw-breakers”
and his canc. In the other he sees a
boy, perhaps not quite so good in ap
pearance, yet of good sound practical
judgment. When asked any question
concerning his knowledge and, ability
he answers at once without having to
refer him to some book or professor
under whom he has studied. In the one
he finds imitation, in the other original
ity. Which do you suppose wdll get the
position? Now seeing such advantages
as these, is it at all strange to see insti
tutions of scientific training fostered by
the people of to-day?
THE BHVflH GIHHS.
You may talk of your girls,
Of your beautiful pearls,
Of your darlings as gay
As the flowers in May.
You may boast of your loves.
Of your own turtle doves,
Of their cunning sweet ways
As cute as the fays.
You may swear they are true,
That their eyes are as blue
As the heavens above,
And their hearts full of love.
But you never will meet
Bonny maidens more sweet,
Where e’er you may go,
Than old Bryan may show.
A description I’ll venture,
(I hope you’ll not censure)
Of one ’twill be seen
Is a peerless fair queen.
You’d know her by most any token—
Her light brown hair with sunbeams
woven ;
Her lovely form is beauty’s own,
And music lurks in every tone.
In every motion’s grace and ease
And all the charms to win and please,
To this sweet maid the gods have given
That they could filch from out of heaven.
She’s versed in woman’s wary wiles,
From puckered lips to crimson smiles.