The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, December 01, 1899, Image 9

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    THE BATTALION.
a scene more beautiful than this to
whisper has sacred tale in the ears of
his loved one, or what fair maiden
could resist the earnest pleas of a lad
for her hand under such conditions
as these? But ’tis not to last. Through
the still air comes the shrill notes of a
bugle, and the cadets turn from this
lovely scene to the pages of Latin and
Calculus. The sound was “call to
quarters.”
£ &
Christmas is approaching and many
are the air castles that are being
built of big times and famous trips.
Oh! to what height human expectancy
can rise only to be dashed to earth
again. What grand visions float be
fore the school boy’s mind, how many
plans he has laid that he will never
have the pleasure of seeting carried
out. Those lovely beings that float be
fore his fancy in angelic form stir
chords in his tender heart that have
not been touched for three long
months, how eager and impatient he
is for the time to coime when he can
go home and be with his lovedi ones;
a father and mother, whose hair is
touched with drops of frost that makes
his head droop in sorrow as he sees
time placing its inevitable marks on
them; a brother, whose young, vig
orous life flows so easily and cheer
fully on with no thoughts of sorrow
to mar its happy moment, and per
haps a sister, with pretty curls and
tender eyes, and a still more loving
heart. He can see her in his dreams
as she tripps dawn the walk with out
stretched arms to meet him at the
gate. Never before has he realized
how dear she is to him, and with a
fond heart he counts over the little
gifts he is going to give her. But
still another haunts him day and
night. He can see her sitting- in a
cozy little parlor, where he has seen
her sit a thousand times or more; her
form floats before him in angelic
beauty; be longs to worship at her
feet, and so he drifts on into the re
gions of Fancy and Dreamland, for
getting all about him until some
naughty school-mate gently brings
him to himself by sticking a pin half
an inch or so into his frail body only
to see him drift again into sweet ob
livion. Oh, that these happy dreams
could last forever! Many a life would
be spent in pleasure that is spent in
pain and torture.
We wisn you all a merry Christmas
and a happy New Year, and hope
that you won’t be disappointed in
your expectations. Come back after
the holidays determined to study and
learn, settle down to the rules and reg
ulations, and see if you can’t have
a clean deportment page, with not a
black mark on it.
4 £
We are indeed glad to see the new
hall nearing completion, for it will
add greatly to our comfort. Many are
the guesses we have made as to what
its name will be. Foster Hall would
be very appropriate.
£ £
The new Agricultural building is
now in the state of erection, and with
what pride the “Bug Hunters” watch
its steady growth towards completion
so they can move over and call it
“home.”
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