The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, April 24, 1918, Image 7

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    Wednesday, April 24, 1918
THE BATTALION
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| There s an Air about our Spring Suits |
which marks the wearer as a man of unerring good taste in his choice
of the right clothes to wear. They are full of style, finish, and re
finement. Priced correctly, too —
$15, $20, $25
xxxore
The military spirit is reflected in several of our newest models;
you will be interested in their commanding lines, and you’ll feel at
home in any company of good dressers.
Always a pleasure to show you.
Brandon & Lawrence
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OUR INTERNATIONAL SOCCER
TEAM.
This year has been one of the
most remarkable in the history of
the college. Our institution has pro
gressed by leaps and bounds along
every line of activity, and our status
of efficiency widely noised through
out the state and nation. A. and
M. is highly organized along every
line but some of her activities are
widely predominant over the rest,
consequently have contributed more
toward winning her reputation. We
refer to athletics.
Our athletic achievements, espec
ially in football and baseball, are al
most incredible, but these fade into
insig-nificance when compared with
the inimitable record of the Soccer
team. This remarkable team went
through the entire season with the
loss of but one game, but it happen
ed that -this was the only game play
ed. Never before in the history of
our athletics has such enthusiasm
been manifested in any sport as was
shown in Soccer.
Practice began early in the Fall.
Almost every cadet went out for the
team. So great was the interest that
Col. Crane was forced to suspend
drill during practice periods. The
cdrps gathered daily on the side lines
and madly cheered aspirants for the
team. Those failing to make the
team, because of the terrible chagrin,
slowly pined away and at length were
seen no more.
When the team was selected Amer
ican ingenuity and American athletic
prowess were wanting. Ninety per
cent of the teams personnel was made
up of other nationalities. Because
of this, and the international reputa
tion established, the team is char
acterized as the International Soccer
team.
This alien Soccer team was . com
posed of eleven members, two of
which were Americans, the remain
der coming from Peru, Brazil, Mex
ico,' Holland, England and Austria.
A. and M. feels justly proud when
men forsake their native land and
come enormous distances to play
on her Soccer team.
But the absence of Americans on
the team was not wholly due to lack
of athletic skill or coolness . There
was another factor—their failure to
understand the coach or the members
of the team! In heated moments,
half a dozen dialects were vociferated
simultaneously, reminding one of a
battery of gatling guns opening fire
upon a flock of guineas. If, 'during
the game, the t eam wished to remon
strate with the referee, a hopeless
confusion of tongues resulted. The
poor boob of an official was reviled
and castigated in a motley of lan
guages, through blissfully ignoaut
of his position.
The team made one tip—to Waco,
where the game was played. And
here we must bring another char
acter into the story, “Tubby” Graves,
who went along as interpreter, and
to identify the team as coming from
A. and M. Well, to make a short
story long, “Tubby” did all we ex
pected of him, but we wer defeated,
the reason! “Tubby” has long ago
given an adequate explanation. It
-was merely a matter of confusion of
signals. In the heat of conflct one
member of the team shouted some
thing in his native tongue, which in
terpreted wrongly by the others,
created a panic. When the smoke
cleared Baylor had the game sewed
up by several points.
We hope the defeat taught the
team a lesson. Next year Esperanto
will be taught at the beginning of
the training season so that the mem
bers of the team can make them
selves known intelligently to each
other and a mutual system of signals
can be devised.
At the present time, no letters have
yet been awarded.
-, ’21
DR. BIZZELL ELECTED
TO WAR WORK COUNCIL
Moral: To make mustaches grow
use cream, to remove ’em use Reg.
There was a Lieut., named Hagen
Who had a mustache in the ‘makin’
But sad to relate, this fuzz met its
fate
But it left, several basement fish
aching. **
President. Bizzell Will Accept Ap
pointment and Aid in Directing
Effort of International
Y. M. C. A.
President Bizzell has just received
a letter from F. S. Brockman, one of
the general secretaries of the Nation
al War Work Council of the Y. M. 0.
A., advising him of his appointment
as a member of that body. Dr.
Bizzell will accept the appointment
and may attend the next meeting of
the council which will be held in New
York June 3rd.
Mr. Brockman’s letter says in part:
“I know you are already familiar with
the object and work of this organiza
tion and have rendered invaluable co
operation. In sincerely trust, how
ever, that you may be able at this
time io accept election as an official
member of this body and thus be in a
position to render even greater help.”
In addition to supervising the gen
eral war activities of the College m
the training of numerous men for
the army, Dr. Bizzell is chairman of
the College Council of Defense, chair
man of the executive committe of
the State Food Administration, and
active in the work of the Natipnal
Security League.
’21
It has been rumored on the cam
pus that “Sunny” Brooks has been
drafted into the army to be used as
an observation post, on the western
front. Also John McKnight will be
camouflaged as a tank.
T. E. was the joy-killer nightly
Each night he’d inspect with a vim
Uh! the fish that was absent stepped
lightly
For ’twas seldom Tom failed to get
him.
But Edisons genius won nothing
• For a stranger was he on that floor
Thus one night when looking for vic
tims
He opened a vacant room door.
i he door knob was covered v Uh
syrup
A wire crossed the threshhold foot
high
And balanced on just a wee pivot
Was a whole blamed pitcher of
“sky”
Receiving no answer to “All Right,”
He started to enter and ram
When down went T. E. and the pitch
er
And I’ll bet my cush he said damn
That poor little fuzz got sweetened
Till he was an angel face right
Next morning he stropped up his
razor
And appeared at meals, shaven
and bright.
’21
Hostess: “Why, Professor Ford,
you haven’t brought your wife’
along.”
Professor Ford: “There now, I
knew I was forgetting something.