The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, March 03, 1922, Image 4

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THE BATTALION
THE BATTALION
Published every Friday night by the Students’ Association of the Agri
cultural and Mechanical College of Texas.
Subscription Price $1.50 per Year.
Member Texas Collegiate Press Association.
1 ALL ADS RUN UNTIL ORDERED OUT.
EDITORIAL STAFF.
P. C. FRANKS, JR Editor-in-Chief
R. E. BRIDGES Associate Editor
J. R. STRANGE Assistant Editor
A. P. LANCASTER Assistant Editor
M. P. MIMS News Editor
M. B. GARDNER Sport Editor
L. C. JINKS Associate Sport Editor
J. M. REYNOLDS Assistant Sport Editor
W. T. STRANGE Humorous Editor
H. L. TUCKER Social Editor
L. STALLINGS Exchange Editor
H. L. ATKINS Contributing Editor
C. W. HURLEY Contributing Editor
T. R. STRANGE Contributing Editor
J. C. MAYFIELD Contributing Editor
BUSINESS STAFF.
W. C. MITCHELL Business Manager
W. H. WILLIAMS Assistant Business Manager
L. L. FAURE Assistant Business Manager
E. J. HOWELL Circulation Manager
Entered as second-class matter at College Station, Texas, February 17, 1905.
TAKE DISTANCE MARCH!
, Only too soon will come June 6th with its diplomas, final dress parade
and goodbyes. It is emotionally painful, this picture of parting. Kinsmen
for life welded together by four happy years of most intimate comradship—
the Aggie tie that forever binds—must face the ordeal of that final hand
shake, a forced smile and perhaps a tear. Petty personal grievances are
forgotten in a hasty, heart rendering farewell as each 1 begins his way alone
to the fields of future activities.
In this, the last fruit of the regular staff, we wish to thank all who
were instrumental in the success of this publication for the past year. Afid
now The Battalion prepares to give its last command. We sincerely hope
that it will speedily take you to the land of great happiness and prosperity—
TAKE DISTANCE MARCH! —The Editor.
A. M. C.
THE OLD ORDER CHANGETH.
None of us will deny that we have the best interests of the college
at heart, and we are seriously impressed with the thought that when we
return as alumni ten years hence, we will sadly shake our heads and say
that the old school is not as it used to be. Even now the Seniors are re
gretfully muttering that things are not as they were when they were Fresh
men. More than a mere superficial thought along this line will reveal the
fact that this change is only natural. When you return to your home
town in June after a four years’ absence, you will find that it is not as it used
to be. The type of locomotive now in use is vastly different from what it
once was. The first boat propelled by steam was jeeringly called “Ful
ton’s Folly” by an unprogressive public. Everything subject to the in
fluence and skill of man is constantly changing—and always for the better.
The college is improving all the time. We are more widely known
today for our spirit than we were four years ago. The school must pro
gress—the old order must change—if we are to keep abreast of the times.
But the doctrines of human nature are averse to progress; Consequently we
feel that our college is on the downward path because it does not remain
in the same old time-worn rut. Let’s enlighten ourselves against this
falacy, and instead of hindering its progress by our woeful misgivings, let’s
give it a shove along its path to national prestige.
A. M. C.
LIARS.
In this day of 18th Amendments and other kindred subjects, when our
spirits are alreadj r too low 7 , it is sad to note that another great tragedy has
descended upon us. That is the passing out of the truly great liars of
jesterday.
Just a glance backward and—there was old Rip Van Winkle who
left his friends one day and was seen no more ’til one bright morning,
left his friends one day and was seen no more ’til one bright morning,
ished a quiet little sleep. Then, surpassing this was the story of Jonah in
w'hich he recounted his adventures inside the stomach of a whale. And
consider what the modern wife would say and do if her wandering husband
returned home about six in the morning. In ye olde days Daniel found
himself in the same predicament and came nobly to the front with a plaus
ible tale of having spent the night in the lions’ den. And it “got by, too.”
But gone are those days. The liars of today just can’t come up to
par. It is not due to scarcity of material but the fact that there is abso
lutely no technique in modern lying. And as a result we have no An-
nanias to hand down in fables. Ah! ’Tis sad.
HATS
Of Distinction
S3 AND OP
BRANDON & LAWRENCE
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