THE BATTALION.
3
But here Prof. Flountain moved uneasily in his ohair
He then rose and began to speak. “ I believe this is the first
time that I have had tne extreme pleasure of speaking before
you all, as I have not been on the faculty long” (grumbles of
“Fish” and “Put the fish out” was heard from the older
members). “This great problem, the honor system, has
been on my thought for a long time” (sounds from the hit
ting of wood could be heard). “I think it’s disgraceful to
have a boy cheating,for it hurts him worse than it hurts the
professor. Why when I was a boy”—
“Professor” interrupted Prof. Snagle of the C. E. de
partment, “I believe that all of our biographies will be
printed in the ‘Long Horn’ will they not?
“Why, I think so,” he answered, “when I was a boy”—
“Move that we adjourn,” sang the member from the
corner.
“The Professor of English has the floor,” yelled the
President, as he pounded for order with an ink bottle; but
the professor had sat down to prevent a member who had
come in late from getting his chair.
“Our physician looks like he wants to say something,”
for the doctor had just come in.
“The only thing I can suggest is 8, 9, 10 and a dose of
salts in the morning.”
“That will stop it if anything will,” said Professor
Pyle, who had had occasion to use the doctor’s favorite pre
scription.