The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, December 17, 1930, Image 23

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Lui—Yes, I suppose others feel
about it tihe same as I do.
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BRYAN. TEXAS
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Have a sip?
. iir. I’m a Kappa Sic.
Pardon me. take tke jug.
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Irate Dear>—Young man, I un
derstand yoit have been indis
creet with several young ladies.
Student—Mo sir, in de house.
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We wish to extend to you A Merry Christmas
and A Happy New Year
j Perhaps the irreatest compliment paid
to our work is that so mans students who began
patronizing us as freshmen continue to do so now
that they are uppercla^raenJftidinK just as they
did at first that our w ork adds
t A mark of distinction te their clothing
Cloud and Tucker .
DRY CLEANERS AND DYERS
AN AGENT IN K A K ORGANIZATION
Phone 229 j ! Bryan, Texas
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SERVICE
JACOBS
HAVE YOUR TYPEWRITERS CLEANED
AND REPAIRED DURING THE
HOLIDAYS, WHEN NOT
i IN USE
ALL IIAKES OF TYPEWRITERS CLEAN-
" ED, REPAIRED AND ADJUSTED
WORK GUARANTEED
THE BATTALION
But Still 1 Love Her
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She goes to dance*.
Stays oat late.
Every night she
v^-Haa a date:
She powders up and
Uses paint
That makes her look like
What she ain’t;
She smokes tobaccoj
Pinches snuff;
Makes ’em like It,
Treats’em rough;
She wears short dresses.
Rolls her own; * ’% ,
She tries so hard to
Act high-tone;
She’s quite the berries.
Looks so neat;
Wears a Foar on her 4
Sixe Five feet;
She’s full of wise cracks, *
Full of pep.
And Boy—you ought to
See her step;
She strums a ~uke” and
Likes to chat;
She’s had more beaus than
, Cleopat;
She speaks three tongues and
Speaks ’em plain,
English, Slang, an
Old Profane;
She likes the moonshine.
Drinks a lot;
She pays a dollar
For a shot;
Was pinched for speeding.
Broke the law;
But Still I Love Her—
My—Grandma.
They were on their honey
moon. The bride cuddled a wee
bit closer, and sweetly whisper
ed, “Herbert, darting, have all
your bachelor friends congrai u
lated you ?” “Some,” he freely
admitted, “but seventeen of them
thanked me.”
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