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About The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current | View Entire Issue (Oct. 17, 1934)
n October 17. 1«U LETS FI Ml OFT ^ ! She’s a sHhior now—three years ajfo she tfMik the W campus by stofm. The inevitable lo<>k of l>ewil(ierracnt , and helpless quandary so characteristic of every fresh- htan was not ihers. That air of arrogant superiority fend those determined actions prcnlaimed to the world In careless conceit that Aggieland was hers to t^ke. There was nqi careful entrenching, no planning; <xf strategic campaigns, np consultations with trusty ai<k»s | single-handed w as the job done in one glorious'on slaught. The fruits of the victory? A station never be fore held by aity one living thing, a position she ha* teen plainly proud to carry. Yep, she’s known from the ranhandle to the Gulf as Reveille, mascot of the A fend £ M Cadet Corps, once just a plain black dog without a i purpose, but rjow a famed personality given rvsifrect fend admiratioi by all for her untiring efforts in. a l Aggie endeavors. But have you noticed it? She seems given cn’er to reminiscing and bits of brooding more and more often. The mischeviotls twinkle is gone and the nervous barks of canine joy are becoming less frequent. Ar» th|ese tjhe ear marks of the burden of passing years, < r is it a feigned display of quiet dignity that senior* are Often excused for effecting? Or is it—and this is the question—l>ecaiisc of an oppressing sadness that her deeming indomfnable spirit is l>eing slowly broken by tjhe fear that her pep and enthusiasm are out of date, riot really wanted any more? Perhaps wt—the corps—are to blame. It is pwis- nble that we’vje let “Rev” down, haven’t come up. to those standard! to which she was accustomed in her underclassman j* cars -a fightin’, yellin’bunch of gUys that doff their hats to no one and admit defeat to none? Saturday A and M plays TJC U, a game any df the seniors. “Rev" included, would give their right arm to \yin. IaU’s put the <Ud gal to the test. Is it actually age ^ tpking its toll, or have we been to blame? There’s only nine way to find out. MON fcY. IIRCMS. and FIGHTING I v ness. d As the stei dy.cadence of time beats out year after \jear, evcr-prei ent and recurring problems impinge themselves aga^rst the elusive harmony of civilizalum. S<Hial, religioui arul economic, they rip the peaceful rpantle of quiet orderliness. ^ The younger generation alternately quails in ter- "ihr, and laughs In disrt'gard. And the older generation, just as alternately, calls the young cowards, and then finds. The old afe wise. Yes, the ole are wise, but they are also the biggest cpwards and thfe biggest fools, for life is a disillusion ing process, anc as the years strip idealism from the individual, he emerges into a paradox of wise foolish- i. i \ Ttnlay, the whole of young .\merica is afraid of the probability of war; afraid, in.spite of the oceans of patriotic ballyhoo with which they have been gorg ed since the days of elementary school “my flag—your flag.” Patriotic ballyhoo, supplied by the old, whiclv has never l>een anything but sugar-coated national ism.” ~ » Why shouldn’t they be afraid? Who wouldn’t rath er live for hirrlself than “die for his Country”? Of the thousands who will die in future wars* very few will Ik* fortunate enough to “die for their country.” They mav die for Wall Street, or the munitions manu facturers, when the whole pity of the thing is that they ought to die for humanity—if for anything. Senate investigations have disclosed that Allied munitions manufacturers during the World War sup plied arms not only to the Allies but to Germany as well. , ^ ’ The old are wise. Th#y make money, buy drums, and spill the blood of their own offspring for more money—and the young die for their country. BCKU ET TO THE CORPS The Corps is to be commendejl for the fine spirit in which they have acquiesced to the order prohibiting smoking in the Assembly Hall. Let us hope that thq acceptance of the rule can bC counted as evidence of a general realization that the regulation was made for the bent fit of the student body as a whole. It would be tragical to think that the Corps had gr»imh f ingly sul>- mitted—just tjecauae someone had said, “No”. With the absence'of ventilation, forcing everyone to utter discomfort before the end of any Assembly Hall performance, the utilization of every possible agency for physical relief becomes a necessity. If the smoke from your c igarette, cigar, or pipe doesn’t choke >ou, it will certainly stifle your neighlx>r. And from the standpoint of health! Tobacco smoke, human breath, human bodies, and no ventila tion arc far from a healthv combination.% » T T # t # ' y One might think of the possibility of fire^tocv'The Assembly Hall is made of aged and bone-dry wckhI— not asl>esto8. lA*t’s keep remembering not to smqlce in there! - * THOROUGHBREDS . T Recently I saw a motto hanging alxwe an execu tive’s desk that appealed to me. Here it is: “Organiza tion is the art of getting men to respond like thorough breds. When you call upefn a thoroughbred he gives you all the speed, strength of heart and sinew' in him. When you call on a jackass he kicks.” i