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About The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current | View Entire Issue (Feb. 22, 1939)
: , * >• i- IT HAPPENBO IN GOODWIN HALL (Continued fijom pace 14) Jimmjr were in bed when tape began. FUh Jones turned off the lights but he dhkn^t get in bed. Fif teen minutes passed eery slowly. He got up, went to ti)e triple-deck bunk and shook hands with his room-mates. “Wish me luck, •fellers. , • His voice shook only a little “Yeah," said Jimmy. Turning at the door, he saw two heads leaning out of the bunks, watch ing him in silett sympathy. His throat tightened. He went up a flight of worn wood en stairs, turned left and knocked on the third door. Someone said, “Come in—res.” He went in. The room was cosy with smoke and full of laughter and talk. It seemed. him that every senior in the corn pany was there “Red*’ White, a diamond man, was talking td Tommy Walker, the com- •MH hell-raiser, They both spoke to ^Ftalk Jones, but the others seemed not to notice l^na Mr. Stephens, he notiord. was standing on the other side of the room, with his back to the others. Fisk Jones sat down on the floor in a comer. He looked k •r«*d. There was s study desk in the cen ter of the room, a^d on it was a large ham, full of cloves. Several luscious pink slices had already been cut Potato chips, bread and olives sur rounded it, and a chocolate cake was the center piece. ' Fish Jones sat and watched them eat. In spite of nervousness and emo tion, he was getting very hungry. He furtively looked pround for board*. ■uH 1 i tea chunk of this cake. Your room-i might be hungry,” TVessir. Thank you, sir. May I be excused?” “Yea.*- * “Oh, Mr. Stephens,” His face was nearly out of control. “Yeah?” “I want to—oh nothing.” He gave it up and turned away. . “Good night, Fish Jones.” “Good night, sir.” When he opened the door two drowsy heads bobbed out of two bunks. He turned on the light. “Fish Jimmy,” he yelled. “Huh?” “Where in the hell did you put x that neck4i«? M I Ole, the night porter, was te«tifv> g ; before the jury after the big bank robbery. “You say,” thundered the attorney, "HM at midnight you .^yere cleaning , tk* office, and eight masked men brushed past you and went on into the vault room with revolvers drawn?” “Yah,” said Ole. “And a moment later a terrific ex plosion blew the vault door off, and the same men went out past you carrying currency and bonds?” “Yah,” said Ole ir. in might. He sop < behind that big >m. ir. Stephens turm-d lid. itting there on yowf. up and help your- but there were posed they trunk across the “Fish Jones,' and spoke “Yes sir,” he “What are y bird-dog for? satf.” Fish Jones got up slowly. He made a sandwich out >f some of the ham. It was very good, but he choked up oa the third bite “Fish Jones!” “Yes sir ” < “Fisk Jones, you doing out time of night?” ”I - - I don’t “Well, get pronto. You wich down “Well, what did you do than?” “Aye put down my mop/ “Yes, but then what did you do? H “Veil, aye aay to myself, 4 dis bane hell of a way to run a bank*!”. The latest horse-racing dope is the wm WM beta on H. A girl's s minor teen. Then she's s L ^ .Ji.iL It is one .vif our when s girl Is aski can’t think of an] neck. itil she la eigh- l-4ligg«r. f . J I ; „ i | in the hell ary your hole at this jRltfr.” to your room, finish that sand- Here, take along ^ i -K • tl FEBRUARY Onoe upon a time, two Scotchmen were standing at a bar., pach one waiting for the other to offer to buy the drinks. After a long, embarrass-' ing pause the first Scotchman said to the second, “I want to tell you about s hunting experience I had In Africa last year. I was hunting lions one day when I had a feeling 1 Was being followed. I started to run for camp \ but I sosm discovered that h b%i lion was rapidly overtaking me. The only thing to do was to shoot it with the one bullet I had left. Standing per- • fectly still, I waited until the lion sprang and then I Phot him right be tween the yurs.” “What’s yurs?” said the second Scotchman. “IT1 take a whiskey end soda,” was the quick " P,y - st theories that for a kiss, she to save h* r A man of six feet^urht inches ap plied for s job as a life guard. “Can you stHm?”lUked the official “No, but 1 can wads to beat hell.” —Owl INDEX OF ADVERTISERS - Page J . | | ! ’ p | Adams-Franks Ins. Agency 8 I 1 k . Aggielsnd Studio .... ]; * J, American Steam Laundry fl Bryan Motor Co. Bryan Nursery l Floral Co. 24 ‘ 1 ' * Camel Caldwell’a Jewelry Store {T-, ildwell’a Candy's Campus Cleaners * a Campus Variety Store --1. ' ; |-|r4p Chesterfield ...J •jjpjp Dr. Payne i O—I* ' ' t . tabunge Store L> J. C. Penney Co. 2 Ufa SjMr .. Luke’s Campus Grocery Old Gold Prince Albert Publix aLpfa.iL. R-Witrh j '■ « l* , ' '1 4-^ > * 4tA Vannoy’s .. Waldrop’s .— r ;— ! yT ^ ........la IT. < ; b M r j l J i ' >V J f .j Wyatt’s Flower Shop -^2 r || f- 8 Y. M. C. A. Barber Shop J d 2 j Zubik’s Uniform Tailor Shop ij-L- 1 f