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THE BATTALION
While the worthy Freshman is sorely perplexed over the
movement of his feet, his fair partner is also perplexed as to
how to avoid them. He perseveres, hoping- to get right after
awhile; his lady partner becomes worried trying to follow
him; he raises his number 8s high, hops, skips, and does
everything but dance. Finally, when he is beginning to
think he will get through all right, his little partner cries out,
“Oh !” “E>—d did I step on your toe,” says he. She smiles
and says softly, “yes.” He begs her pardon and attempts to
go on. She says to him: “I am becoming tired already.”
She then proposes to him to rest, and this the Freshman is
always willing to do. Ooing aside they take seats, and
while she thinks about her bruised feet, he wonders what
kind of a success he has made as a dancer.
Such is the trial of many cadets who attempt their first
dance in an A. & M. Hop.
SOUTHERN LITERATURE,
R. B. BOETTCHER.
I know but little about Southern Literature, and have
learned that since I quit school. All the schools I attended,
and most of my teachers, were intensely Southern, but
Southern literature had no place in the curriculum, and
Southern authors had no expounders. They were not men
tioned except perhaps incidentally.