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THE BATTALION.
tor with the truth that the sometime wild and yet often
malig-ned state of Texas is sturdy, prosperous and prudent.
The Governor’s reception from 8 to 11 o’clock that
evening- was an elegant function. The young-est cadet
felt as much at home in those handsomely decorated par
lors and around that refreshing- punch bowl as he does in
Mr. Sbisa’s mess hall. The exquisite courtesy and hospi
tality of our chief executive, his admirable lady and her
coterie of charming- attendants, will never be forg-otten by
the Colleg-e of ’99. Come over Governor, bring- your lady
and her suite with you, and we shall show you how we ap
preciated your kindness.
After a night of refreshing- rest, with breezes seeming-
ty ordered for our benefit, dreams of cooling drinks, savory
viands, and fairy cateresses, our whole party made Satur
day a day of pleasure and recreation amidst the attractions
of Austin. Some started early for the dam, some to “take
in” the capitol and departments, some to visit acquain
tances, some to go to the round of the car belts, some to the
University, others to the asylums; all were shown distin
guished courtesy by officials, professors, employes and
operatives. The writer was not everywhere, but in what
ever out-of-the-way place he met a denizen of College, the
report was: “Oh, I am having a grand time.” We had
the pleasure of attending the final adjournment of the
State Solons, and, in grateful acknowledgment of their
kindness to our College, would have made them a speech,
had they not in the hurry of breaking up, I suppose, for
gotten to ask us. We met a number of “old boys,” some
in business, some in university courses. Duggan,