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About The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current | View Entire Issue (June 1, 1900)
48 THE BATTALION. Fitzhugh, ’80, Third Vice-President, Waco; J. Allen Kyle, ’90, Fourth Vice- President, Houston; P. S. Tilson, ’88, Secretary and Treasurer, College; E. W. Kerr, '96, member Executive Com mittee, College; P. L. Downs, ’79, Al umni Orator, Temple. E. E. Fitzhugh, ’80, after an absence of many years, was a visitor and ex pressed himself as being amazed but much gratified at the progress the Col lege has made. He is engaged in the insurance business and is a resident of Waco. L. Mackenson, '89, was another one of the older men who were here. He is professor of science in the San An tonio High School. H. P. Jordan, ’95, was given the glad hand by a host of friends. Harry is practicing law in Waco. C. M. Park, ’96, a newspaper man of Dallas, was here and was taken in hand by old friends during his sojourn. He and W. A. Harrison, ’98, are still tall. William is with the S. W. Soda Fountain Co. at Dallas. R. W. Burleson, ’95, district clerk of San Saba, was enjoying old comrade ships. Russell is the same old boy to his friends, notwithstanding the fact that he occupies the dignified position of head of a family. At the Alumni business meeting some important matters were dis cussed. Two moves were inaugurated. One was the publication of an Alumni quarterly to be owned and edited by the Association and to be recognized as their official organ. A committee com posed of Messrs. A. M. Ferguson, F. Marion Law, Jr., W. Wipprecht and L. L. Foster was appointed with plenary power to take such steps as are nec essary to execute the plan. The other move was a resolution to make a strong, united effort towards the equip ment of a first class library for the College. This was also referred to a committee. An Irishman got out of his carriage at a railway station for refreshments, but the bell rang and the train left be fore he finished his repast. “Hold on!” cried Pat as he ran like a mad man after the car, “hold on, ye murthen ould stame in jin. Ye’ve got a passenger on boards that’s left be hind.”—Exchange. J* Grocer—Well, little ooy, what will you have? Little Boy—Fifteen cents worth of molasses. Grocer (handling the pitcher back)— Where is the money? Little Boy—In the pitcher.—Ex change. J* Lives of great men oft remind us, As their pages o’er we turn, That we’re apt to leave behind us, Letters that we ought to burn.—Ex. Gentleman.—What an odd paper weight! His Friend.—Yes, that's my wife’s first biscuit.—Exchange. Keith—Was the play tragic? Wood—Yes; even the seats were in tiers.—Exchange. Of all sad words of lad or lass, the saddest are these: “I might have passed.”—Exchange. Why is a pan cake like the sun? Because it rises out of der yeast and sets behind der vest —Exchange. J* My boy will cut a figure. Said papa with a smile: He is what they call a ‘ ‘digger, ’ ’ One who studies all the while. The grades went home to papa, And he swore an awful lot, The boy had cut a figure, But it was the figure 0. —Ex.