The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, November 01, 1902, Image 17

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    THE BATTALION
For instruction in physics see James &.
Gilliam, room No. 49, Foster.
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Guyler says he don’t know whether to
call himself a gentleman or not,
* * *
Ask Yocum why he sleeps with one eye
open and a big club by his side.
* * *
Gooch says newspapers are printed in
order to discriminate knowledge.
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“Mollie Cottontail,” the flaxen-haired
ladies’ man of the 2nd class, C. E.
***
All “Shorty” lacks in being an Israelite
is knowing how to talk with his hands.
***
Ellsworth at botany lesson: “Professor,
don’t apples grow on huckleberry trees?”
* * *
Filecloser (at drill): “Bowyer, crook
your neck to the right and take your dress.”
* * *
Carmichael: Prof. Love, what does H.
P. mean in “script?” Does it mean horse
power?”
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“Peck” at “C. E.” practice referenceing
in a bench mark: “On locus tree near
dead turtle.”
* * *
Weaver says that now that he has a
sweater and a red cap he can win him a
home Xmas.
* * *
Duke said he was going to bring his wife
back Christmas so she could learn the
laundry trade.
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Prof. South: “Mr. Guyler, what are the
names of Noah’s sons?” Guyler: “Ham,
Esau, Jacob and Hiki.”
* * *
Cochran (in C. E. room to Prof. Nagle):
Professor, did Prof. Puryear design the
sewer system of London?
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Prof. Spence: “Mr. Kloss, what is a
chemical mixture?” Kloss: “It is a mix
ture mixed by a chemist.”
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Heidleberg, the economist, says he will
be obliged to quit using stub pens on ac
count of the extra cost of ink.
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Wanted—One corporalship 1 by Hamner.
Must be in good repair and have the “Com
mandant’s bird.” . Apply to 15 Ross.
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Cobolini Bros., formerly with Sells Bros,
and Forepaugh’s United Shows, have suc
ceeded in gnawing the bars of the cage
thereby making their escape. It was dur
ing this period of agony that Cobolini, J.A.,
turned gray in a single night.
* * *
Bartly woke his roommate up at 3 o’clock
the night he returned from Waco to tell
him something. “Wonder * what it was.”
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Price: (talking to roommate) Say,
Walden, let’s straighten up these books :
It’s about time that the O. D. I. was com
ing around.
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Prof. Love to Johnson D.: If two lines
are parallel in space, what about their pro
jections? Johnson D.: Why, Professor,
the bugle has blown.