The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, April 24, 1918, Image 4

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    THE BATTALION
Wednesday, April 24, 1918
LARGEST FRESHMAN CLASS IN
CHRONICLES OF THE COL
LEGE—HAS IMPRESSIVE
CLASS HISTORY.
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school that its reputation is estab
lished solely on its Animal Husband
ry department. We do not attempt
to disprove this assertion, but merely
wish to call attention to the fact theit
the majority of the present Fresh
men class is registered in the engi
neering department.
The early history of our class is
much the same as that of preceding
ones. We have had our trials and
tribulations, hard knocks and pain
ful bruises and we have experienced
for the first time the delicious sensa
tion of being catapulted from bed in
the dead of night, hitting the floor
with a sickening thud, and immedi
ately refreshed by a deluge of watei'.
After several instances of this we
have forever become prejudiced
against the morning shower. We
have by this time learned to be effi
cient messengers and valets, and
have become inured to all the abuse
and contumely heaped upon us.
We have had our share of home
sickness, and many of us have rued
the day that saw us entrain for
College Station. This childish be
havior was quite natural for many
of us had never been away from
home among strangers, and the bare
rooms of the student dormitories
were most depressing. Happily how
ever, this unnatural state of mind
soon passed away, we put up pic
tures, pennants and decorations in
our rooms, made new acquaintances,
and soon became reconciled to being
Freshmen in A. and M.
Having adjusted ourselves to our
environments, we set to work upon
our books, and as a proof of our
earnestness and endeavor, fewer
Freshmen “flunked out”, proportion
ately this year than in any previous
year. This record can be attribut
ed to the ability of this year’s Fresh
man class and to the revised stand
ard for admission. The Freshman
class has contributed about three-
fourths of this year’s quota of dis
tinguished students.
The part Freshmen have played
in athletics has been too large to be
commented upon here, and is dis
cussed elsewhere in this issue. Suf
fice it to say that, without their
fielp, this year’s athletic successes
would not have been possible.
The Freshmen have helped large
ly to maintain the wonderful “pep”
of the school. Composing two-
thirds of'the student body we natur
ally made the loudest noise at foot
ball games, etc. These were our
first opportunities to cheer for old
A. and M. and we put all we had
into it. Ours was the enthusiasm
of the proverbial Neophyte—we kept
up the reputation of the school for
cheering. Our voices spurred the
team to victory, and our apprecia
tion made victory seem whrth while.
Not of all of us who came here
in September are here now. Quite
a few have heard the call and are
now with the colors. As they were
all under the draft age, this act of
patriotism is all the more worthy of
approbation. Those of us who re
main here, feel it our duty to pre
pare for the time when our services
will be most valuable to our country.
If we are permitted to graduate,
we feel confident that we will have
the largest, best trained and most
efficient Senior class ever leaving A.
and M.; a class that will make a
name for itself, and be an honor to
our institution.
A REPLY TO THE ARTICLE “MAG
NIFICENT MODERN MUSEUM
OF NATURAL WONDERS.”
You poor boob. You poor, unen
lightened nonenity. You and your
“civilized end of the campus” re-
mindes me of the German and his
Kultur. Young man, look in Web-
sters dictionary and find the mean
ing of the word “civilized.” No part
of the definition can apply to your
end of the campus.
Ask the Fiscal Department which
end of the campus pays the most out
of the trust fund. Make a careful
inspection of Ross, Foster, and Good
win Halls and you will see how much
better condition they are in than
Leggett, Mitchell, and Milner. Why
you poor nut, it is such as you who
makes it so hard for us to have a
campus beautiful.
Civilized indeed; why brother you
make me ashamed of you. I always
apologize to strangers for you and
your gang. Who was it last year
who never wore any sox? None other
than one of your Leggett Hall Blue
Bloods!
As for the pleasure to be derived
from watching a senior setting be
fore his basin and watching the “eter
nal mystery of flowing water,” why
if we on the top stoop of Mitchell
could ever get enough water to
dampen a postage stamp, we would
be satisfied. You know it is unsan
itary to lick a stamp, you civilized
mut. There is one old boy over here
who has* been in this Hall all the
year. R'e was in Milner last year.
Yet he has not responded to your
civilized enfluences enough to know
how to use a wash basin properly.
My dear boy, you do not know
the first meaning of heat. You are
evidently a “Bug Hunter” otherwise
you would know something about it.
Last winter the most hackneyed joke
on the campus was the one about
having to sleep on a radiator to keep
it from freezing. You, yourself,
spread these stones. Some of your
men were transfered to Foster Hall
just after Christmas, ask them which
they prefer, the radiator, or the
stove.
You should have nothing* to say
about an aerial track meet on the
ledge about thrity feet from the
ground. Last year, one of the
most promising poultry farms in
South Texas was on top of College
Station’s most elite and select ap-
partment house, Leggett Hall.
You with your worldly experience
reminds me of the men that Doctor
Knickerbocker told us of who would
tickle himself with a straw and
cackle, “This is the life for me,” and
then roll over in his drunken . vomit.
We susepct, Mr. Worldly Wise, that
College Station bounds your hemis
phere on one side, Sy Perkins’ north
east corner, the other side, the “Wid-
der” Jones’ black berry patch the
other, and Pempkinville, where your
best gal lives, the other side. Your
literary art was evidently acquired
when you were acting as reporter for
your home paper, the “Bingville
Bugle.”
’21
“What’s the difference between a
mule, a football player and an open
door?”
“I don’t know.”
“Why, there’s no difference be
tween a mule and a football player;
they’re both kickers.”
“Well, what about the open door?”
“Oh, that’s where the joke comes
in.”
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CHAS. NITCH
Chas. Nitch, the students* friend;
the only tailor who supports
all of our activities.
HE SUPPORTS US.
LET’S SUPPORT HIM.