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About The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current | View Entire Issue (April 1, 1900)
24 THE BATTALION. pride in you, and you cannot afford to disappoint them. You are idling away your time now when you should be hard at work, and do cheerfully recommend that you take a little “anti-laziness” or some thing of that kind and go to work in earnest. Now, don’t say you haven’t time, for that is no excuse, and some one might volunteer to ask you what you have been doing since Xmas. “T. W. G.” ADDRESS OF JUDGE KITTRELL. The usual humdrum of college life is occasionally interrupted by a pub lic address of mofe than ordinary in terest not only because of the pleasure afforded the student body, but also because of the valuable information imparted in so delightful and impres sive manner. Such an occasion was the delivery of an address on The South—Past, Present and Future, by Judge Norman G. Kittrell in the col lege assembly hall. Judge Kittrell reviewed the early history of the struggle for indepen dence, the formation of the Constitu tion, and the anti-bellum history of the Union. In powerful language he showed the glorious part enacted by the people of the South in this, mighty drama. Striking, indeed, was the con trast drawn between the Puritan of the North and the Cavalier of the South. I leaned across the orchard gate, And held her struggling head; Why was I then so cruel, pray. And so full of dread? She struggled hard, she struggled long. I can see her, even now. As X looked into the brown eyes Of our dear old brindle cow. —Ex. Some men are horn for great things. Some men are born for small; But it is not recorded Why some men were born at all,—Ex. His tribute to the Southern women was unsurpassed in tender and chiv- alric sentiment, such as could be paid only by a loyal son of the Old South to the noblest specimen of womanhood the world has produced. His eulogies on Davis, Jackson and Lee were impassioned' bursts of elo quence that held the audience spell bound. Throtighout, the address was full of sparkling wit and pleasing an ecdote, the audience being held enrap tured, swaying between tears and laughter. The impression made by Judge Kitt rell was permanent and most favora ble. He at once gained the warm friendship of the students of the Col lege, while all who were so fortunate as to be present feel under obligations to him for a most delightful treat. Teacher—“Why should we cele brate Washington’s birthday more than mine?” Pupil—“Because he never told a lie.” —Ex. Alas! bow easily things go wrong, A sigh too much or a kiss to long, There comes the old man with a cane, And things are never the same again. —Ex.
