The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, January 27, 1922, Image 5

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    THE BATTALION
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Cell No. 61,
Aggielaitc:, Texas.
Dear William:
I surely am glad to know that
there is some kind of a diversion
furnished you in the wilds of the
metropolis, oil can. Say I wonder if
you could locate me a position with
your company. I must do something
soon, and I know of nothing better
than to room with you again.
My mind is all in chaos, my brain
in a furor, and my heart in my
mouth so to speak. You see it hap-
penen this way. Yesterday morning
I had to take a quiz, and I was sit
ting there, like the six hundred glanc
ing neither to the right or to the left,
when my foot went to sleep and so
I kicked my foot impatiently two
of three times to restore it to a
state of normalcy, so as luck would
have it, I chanced to open my book,
which reposed on the floor directly
in front of me, in one of my “wild”
kicks. Just as this occured the Prof,
walked slowly by with his eyes on
the floor (in a dejected state I sup
pose) and happened to notice my
book open on the floor, and now
what do you think he has the nerve
to claim? That I was cheating; Of
course I’ve argued with him with
tremulous voice, tears in my eyes,
but to no avail. I must be hailed be
fore that hard-faced galaxey of judg
es to defend my honor. Always will
I remember that little song: “Little
feet be careful.” So you see I may
need a job real quick. I don’t know
what to do, my only consolation is
my innocence, and no one but my
self believes in that. I have an ap
pointment to appear tomorrow morn
ing so one more day of grace (or
rather Millie).
I sure do wish you could have been
here to see us corral them Longhorns
(as the sport editor puts it.) When
the first toot sounded starting ofe
game, ole snakecharmer Dwyer and
his gang lined up with blood in their
eyes, and boy, it was some sight to
see them passing all around those
corraled basket tossers from the cap
ital. Actually, those Longhorns look
ed as out of place as one of the Bim-
merman logs in tights. The Gym was
packed to its capacity, and ole Sul
livan smiled for the first time this
season. Never have I seen such an
impregnable defense as tnrown up
by our cagers that night. For their
nice work that night, Snakecharmer
presented each member of the squad
with a large size jar or Stacomb.
Your old orderly,
RUFUS.
A.M.C.
I sometimes think I’d rather crow
And be a rooster, than to roost
And be a crow. But I dunno.
A rooster he can roost also,
Which don’t seem fair when crows
William Stanley
— and the Alternating Current Transformer
There is nothing that compares with
electricity for the economical trans
mission of power. As a matter of
fact, energy in any other form can
be economically transmitted only for
the shortest distances. If a power
need develops, and its location is
more than a few hundred yards from
the power house, the engineer at once
turns to the electrical method for
cheap and reliable transmission.
To the thousands who are living
their lives in the earlier days of the
Electrical Age, it probably seems that
this situation must have always ex
isted. But actually, there is many a
man with no gray in his hair can re
call the days when electric light and
power were literally unknown.
The tremendous electrical trans
mission systems that have been de
veloped during the past thirty years
owe their existence to the fact that
they are practically, as well as
technically, right. They provide
cheaper power than would otherwise
be possible; and production, and the
creation of real values, always re
quires comparatively low-priced power
for its highest development. And the
history of low-cost power transmission
is the history of Alternating Current,
and especially of the Alternating Cur
rent Transformer. For one of the
great factors in the cost of electrical
systems is the cost of conductors —
wires—and the big thing about alter
nating current is that it makes possible
the use of conductors which are within
the cost-limits which competitive and
economic conditions impose.
There is no^-oom to discuss all the
varied aspects of this question; but it
may be said that one of the great
fundamentals that has led to the use
of alternating current transmission
for about 95% of the electrical sys
tems now in use has been its great
economy, as compared to other sys
tems, in the transmission of power.
And the transformer, itself, is the
heart of the alternating current
system.
It permits a small current, at high
voltage, to be transformed to a large
current at low voltage, or vice versa,
through the use of simple, immobile
apparatus, and thus supplies the
essential factor in electrical trans
mission.
William Stanley is remembered
because it was he who commercially
developed transformers of high effi
ciency and satisfactory regulating
qualities. He brought out the first
system in which the transformers
were connected in parallel, across a
constant-potential system, instead of
the series operation used by Gaulard
and Gibbs. The system embodying
this principle was put into operation
at Great Barrington, Mass., on March
16, 1886, and has been the standard
method ever since.
Thus briefly is recorded the history
of another contribution of the West-
inghouse engineering organization to
the electrical art; since all the trans
formers which are made today are
built upon the same general princi
ples as those first constructed to
embody William Stanley’s inventions.
Westinghouse
can’t crow
Which may help some. Still, I dun..c
Crows should be glad of one thing
though,
Nobody thinks of eating crow,
While roosters they are good enough,
For anyone, unless they’re tough.
There’s lots of tough old roosters
though,
Any anyway a crow can’t crow,
So maybe roosters stand more show,
It looks that way. But I dunno.
—McGill Daily.
A.M.C.
Leppert—“Why can’t an Indian
shimmy?”
Dram—“I don’t know, why?”
Slim—“Because his quiver is in
the wrong place.”
IN THE RESTAURANT.
Waiter—Tea or coffee?
Patron—Don’t tell me; let me
guess.
A.M.C.
Sof; “Have you any wild Fish?”
Sophie: “I don’t know, but if you
will wait a minute I’ll go and pro
voke one.”
The Queen of Spain—The baby
has colic or indigestion or something
of the sort.
The King of Spain—Don’t bother*
me. Send for the Secretary of the
interior.
A.M.C.
666 is a prescription for Colds,
Fever and LaGrippe. It’s the most
speedy remedy we know.