Published Weekly by the Students’ Association of the Agricultural and Mechanical College of Texas
VOL. XXII. COLLEGE STATION, TEXAS,XPRIL 21, 1915. NUMBER 28
Then all was jolity;
Feasting and mirth, light wantonness and laughter,
Piping and playing, minstrelsies and masking,
’Till life fled from us like an idle dream;
A snow of mummery, yet with a golden memory ne’er to be
forgotten.
OFFICERS ELECTED
FOR IRipG HORN!
In the recent election of officers for
the 1916 Long Horn the following men
were chosen: S. B. Haynes, Editor-
in-Chief, C. M. Easley, Business Man
ager, and J D. Brown Art Editor. The
editor appointed as athletic editor H.
E. Runge, and W. K. Hanson as expert
kodak man. Due to the fact that there
is a vast amount of work for these two
men to do during the remaining part
of this term, they were appointed soon
er than the other members of the staff,
who will not be selected until the be
ginning of the college year.
The management of this book earn
estly desires that the edition of this
annual be made strictly a class year
book and not be edited entirely by
the staff as heretofore. With the
co-operation of such a class as we
have in the present Junior class, there
is no reason whatsoever why the 1916
Long Horn should not be the best book
edited in the history of the college—
even standing above the book publish
ed by the Class of 1912. With such
prospects, why not get busy and pull
together? The editor and his staff
have got an early start and are mak
ing good headway in their line of
labor.
In our editor-in-chief, S. B. Haynes,
we have a man who has had some ex
perience in the publication of a class
annual. He was editor-in-chief of the
first high school annual of Port Arthur
Texas. This book alone shows that our
editor has the proper qulifications and
is easily capable of performing the
duties of literary demon of our Long
Horn.
The ultimate sucess of any college
annual rests upon the shoulders of the
business manager, for he is the in
dividual who is responsible for the
financial outcome of the publication.
The class could have made no better
selection than C. M. Eeasley to fill
this position. “Speck” has had con
siderable experience in financing col
lege affairs, all of which were great
successes.
The neat appearance of the book
is directly due to the talent and in
genuity of the art editor. The ar
tistic manner in which the book is ar
ranged is subject to more criticism
than any other part of the publication.
The work of J. D. Brown shows his
adaptability for this position. He de-
(Con tinned on page 4.)
FRANK 0. STEOER
If you do not know this man, you
should become acquainted with him at
once. For he is willing and anxious
to serve you, and he represents a
cause that extends a helping hand to
the world.
Our secretary, Mr. Frank D. Steger,
has been at the A. and M. College al
most five years now. And he has put
in his time well. The school has not
had a man that has given it a more
valuable service than Mr. Steger has
during this time.
He has very materially helped the
school by building up a good, live,
hard-working Glee Club, which has
been a credit to the college. Of course,
others have helped, but Mr. Steger
has been the deciding factor, and the
result speaks well for him. The Glee
Club finds plenty of. opportunities for
service every week, besides making
many friends for the college on its an
nual trip over the State.
Athletics at this school has found
a friend and most ardent supporter
Mr. Steger. He has encouraged ath-
letics^ and especially in the realm of
basketball, has he been of signal serv
ice to the school. For had it not been
for him, basketball would probably
never have been started as early as it
was, and the team would never have
received the excellent coaching that it
has. During the last season, Mr. Ste
ger was voted a “T” by the Athletic
Council for services rendered.. But
the organization of the college tennis
club was also his idea, and it is due
largely to his efforts and inspiration
that it is suceeding as it is.
Mr. Steger has taught a Sunday
school class regularly, managed the
Chapel and other religious services,
has aided the social life of the campus
in every way, and has helped in many
places that others had not been
thoughtful enough to fill, and for which
he has oftentimes not been given full
credit.
When our Y. M. C. A. secretary came
here the association had no building,
nor organization, nothing. Now a
large, new and commodious building is
about to be completed and the asso-
citation is being strongly supported
from every quarter of the school. One
man’s genius and inspiration, combined
with plenty of hard work, set in mo
tion the forces which have brought
this about.
But a word must be added in com
mendation of Mr. Steger’s straightfor-
(Continued on page 4.)
VETERANS MAKE
UNI00E SHOWING
Shortly after dinner on the third
Sunday in February a “fish” on the
third stoop of Ross Hall sat and gazed
through the window, and and over the
flag pole; sat and gazed until his sight
mingled with the distance and was
lost; sat and gazed, and thought of the
days that are no more. Slowly his
eyes shifted and sought the ground
near the flag pole. There he saw a
creature moving. One glance was
enough! His hair bristled like a
cat’s in a dog fight, and uttering one
piercing shriek he sought a secluded
spot beneath the bed. Here, mute
with fear^ the “fish” huddled, and in
that short time many long, long
thoughts thought he. Soon there
sounded a “rowdy” bugle 1 call, and
hearing other noises slightly resem
bling those made by humans, our
“fish” crept again to his erstwhile
place and peered forth; a motley
crowd was gathered. Other “fish”
had already abondoned their refuges
and -yvere slinking about this wiera
gang, their faces showing much won
der and glee. Our friend forgot both
his fear and the stairway, stepped
through the window, and hastened to
join the strange throng.
It was soon spread far and near that
the Veterans of the Lost Cause had as*
sembled for their annual parade. Every
Vet was there, bedecked in an indi
vidual uniform, which ranged from
No. 5 to thirty-seven.
The first object which had appeared
and caused so much consternation was
none other than the Right Hon. John
Vance, captain of the Vets. This gen
tleman, surrounded by a score or more
of pillows, was trying in vain to fill a
pair of “Fatty” Saper’s purple striped
pajamas. A coat made of cigarette
coupons covered the upper part of his
anatomy; two daggers and a revolver
protruded from one boot and a couple
of horse pistols gleamed wickedly from
the other. He wore Russian head-
gear, and from his belt trailed a saber
much larger than the ones which the
Senior privates are now trying to wear.
Pat Crooney (alias Gene Lyne) was
there j wearing a black eye and red
whiskers. His bottle of schnapps was
suspended from his neck by a short
cord so that it could not be passed
around too large a circle. Mike Mur-