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THE BATTALION
QUEEN — FRIDAY AND SATURDAY
iV Vivid, Lavish Drama of “Life” on New York’s Greiit White Wky!
See
THE INTRIGUES IN THE ARCH
ITECT’S TOWER.
O
SENSATIONAL SCENES IN AN
“AFTER HOURS” JAZZ PALACE.
O
THE DANCE OF THE “MASKED
DANCER.”
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THE SLAVES OF PLEASURE—
DANCING, LOVING, THIRSTING
FOR NEW SENSATIONS.
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And
More!
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THE AMAZING REVENGE OF A
JILTED LIGHT-’O-LOVE.
O
THE ESCAPADES OF A BUTTER
FLY WIFE.
O
THE SHOT AT A REVEL THAT
ENDS THE “FOOL’S” DANCE.
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THE BUTTERFLY’S SENSATION
AL CONFESSION IN COURT TO
SAVE A MAN.
And
More!
THE MOST LAVISH PRODUCTIOIS EVER SCREENED! YOU’LL SAY SO.
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SOPHOMORES WIN BAT
TLE OF BULL RUN.
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The council split over whether the
odds in the particular car could he
called overwhelming or merely ic-
resistable. The roll was called and
the council voted four to two for
“irresistible.” Accordingly, Capt.
Tuttle’s instructions could not be ap
plied and the cry went out that it
was “every man for himself and the
Sophomores take the hindermost.”
However, just as the car of Sopho
mores stopped, the six bethought
themselves of their comrade in the
jail and for a moment a wave of
womanly pity stopped their flying
feet. That moment was fatal. The
Sophomores closed on them. Escape
was impossible, as the enemy had
the advantage of speed. So the six
men smiled grimly at the fate that
had trapped them and prepared to
fight to the bitter, inevitable end.
This same fate had stopped their
feet in an old cow lot. Five of the
Juniors stood and awaited the onset.
The sixth turned a very dunn color
and stepped into the nearby barn
and tried to find concealment. The
Sophomores came down the narrow
lane in a mass formation, their speed
never slackening. As they broke
upon the irresolute five, it became a
very personal matter. With Capt.
Tuttle’s instructions ringing in their
ears, the five men sought safety in
flight. “As skirmishers” was given
and the Sophomores spread. The
sixth Junior now betook himself out
of the barn very unobstrusively and
made silently for the Ford he had
driven out. But the wily enemy
had removed the coils and his effort
came to naught. He then dashed
madly to the enemy’s car—but the
key was hidden. Checkmated, he
withdrew to a distance and, from
behind an old well, observed his
brothers fall in defeat. The Soph
omores advanced according to the
nature of the ground. One Junior
was jolted into submission as he
dashed around a corner. Others
were taken down by various and sun
dry means. The fine, dry, cover
ing soil of the cow lot found its way
into the Juniors eyes and noses and
into nothingness. Once he pleaded
to tie them up and get to work. Poor
boy, he knew not whereof he spoke.
The victors untied the Sophomore
guard and proceeded to get the
prisoner out. He was tied, and
paraded out before his brothers.
Many were the condolences and
assurances that they uttered. But
he was silent. He was placed in the
car and it departed amid groans
from the five toward the village of
Hearne. After a time, the Sopho
mores untied the five assured the
TWENTY-THIRD PSALM OF THE
PHYSICS CLASS
Dr. Douglas is my teacher, I shall
not pass.
He maketh me to explain physics
and exposeth my ignorance be
fore the whole class.
He restoreth my sadness, he caus-
eth me to give definitions for my
grade’s sake.
Yea, ’tho I burn the midnight oil, T
shall gain no knowledge, for
equations and formulae sorely
trouble me.
Thou preparest a test for me which
is beyond my comprehension,,
thou givest me a low grade.
My sorrow runneth ovei’, surely sad
ness and distess shall follow me
all the days of my life, and I
shall dwell in the Physics class
forever.
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Friend: “In what course does
your son graduate?”
Mr. Nolte: “In course of time,
judging from the past.”
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Several members of the Class of
’21 have said that in future years
their family car will be a Maxwell
so the kids can’t tear it up.
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Fish: “Why do thep put meal on
the floor just before the R. V.?
Mr. Johnnie: “To make the
chickens feel at home.’
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ears and down their backs. The
clothes were likewise decorated.
Suffice to say, in the end the five
were hog-tied to fence posts and
pitiful was the sight thereof.
And pitiful were the cries of the
prisoner, who saw hope fast fading
sixth he could safely come back and
betook themselves in the direction
of College. The Juniors after a lit
tle cussing and meditation and
brushing of ears and clothes fol
lowed sorrofully. So ended the Third
Battle of Bull Run.
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Did you notice that the Juniors
twenty minutes before the Banquet
were dressed in overalls and worn-
outs? If we remember rightly, the
class of ’20 on the same occasion
came out to Retreat all “Macked
up” for the feed.