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Something to Read
By Dr. T. F. Mayo
By Hazel Adams
Pulitzer Prize Winners, 1942
The Pulitzer prizes for 1942 in the field
of literature were announced last month. If
the year had been any but the one in which
we are engaged in the greatest war in his
tory there doubtless would have been a con
siderable outcry over the fact that Upton
Sinclair, a socialist who has used the novel
for a lifetime to flay every form of injustice
known to mankind, was given the fiction
award for his Dragon’s Teeth. This is espec
ially so, since the stipulation calls for a
novel dealing with American life. Dragon’s
Teeth, except for a few scenes in the Amer
ica of the stock market crash, is laid in
Europe, specifically in Nazi Germany.
The plot of the story hangs on the hero’s
efforts to free a young Jewish socialist from
a concentration camp. In acomplishing the
task he is imprisoned himself and becomes
eyewitness to some of the scientifically de
vised methods of Nazi tortue. Dragon’s
Teeth is not hysterical. The fact that it is
the work of an author who is noted for his
down to earth, realistic writing makes it an
important document. The Pulitzer Committee
does itself credit in awarding its fiction prize
to this impassioned, crusading voice.
The award in biography went to Samuel
Eliot Morison’s Admiral of the Ocean Sea.
Mr. Morison has rightly placed the emphasis
on Columbia's ability as a seaman and as a
navigator. He prepared himself for the writ
ing of the book by following the routes of
Columbus’ sea voyages in small sailing ves
sels, comparable in size and rig to those used
by Columbus. We are likely to come away
from other biographies of Columbus with the
feeling that the man’s life was unhappy and
bitter. Unhappiness and bitterness were char
acteristics of his life on the land. Mr. Mori
son, voyaging in the waters Columbus knew,
has seen what must have been the rare
enchantment opened to the Admiral. He
says, "Waste no pity on the Admiral of the
Ocean Sea! He enjoyed long stretches of pure
delight as only a seaman may know, and
moments of high, proud exultation that only
a discoverer can experience.”
The satisfaction of many readers has
acclaimed the history ward to Esther Forbe’s
Paul Revere and the World He Lived In. The
book rescues Paul Revere from Longfellow
and the midnight ride. It is in no way a de
bunking biography, but a carefully written,
extremely interesting story of a man who
should beremembered as one of America’s
finest craftsmen.
In his amazing literary career, Thorn
ton Wilder has done nothing so amazing as
this past season’s play. The Skin of Our
Teeth. This play in rollicking satire covers
the whole of time; it encompasses all of man
kind in Mr. and Mrs. Antrobus, their daugh
ter, Gladys, and their son, Henry. In picture
showing the famous Mr. Antrobus, the in
ventor of the wheel and the alphabet, the
caption underneath naming th faces in the
pictur ealways ends, "and friend.” “And
friend” is Lily Sabina, sometimes maid to
the Antrobus family, sometimes camp follow
er in the Great War, which is any war and
all wars, sometimes bathing beauty at Atlan
tic City endeavoring to seduce Mr. Antrobus.
Lily Sabina, the spokesman, is a wonder
ful creation. She goes through the ice age,
the flood, and the great war^ but she has no
faith in the human race. It is Mr. Antrobus
who has that and who is always willing to
start over again.
The only possible criticism which could
be made in regard to the poetry award is that
it is given a fourth time to Robert Frost,
a man long recognized as a master of his
craft.
The original intent of the prize was to
encourage new and struggling young poets.
It must be admitted, however, that A Wit
ness Tree, contains poetry which ranks with
the best he has done, and indeed, with the
best of American poetry.
ARMY ENGINEERS
EDITOR’S COMMENT
You who hold that we are not
treated fairly, that this should be
done or that should be undone.
You who don’t like “nothing no
how,’’ who are “agin it.”
You who have so much to say
in the bull sessions about the
wrongs of the present deal, who
gripe that a stacked deck is being
dealth.
Cut it out.
The Inspector General was here
. . . Here to listen your com
plaints, real or imaginary, and it
would not reflect on you person
ally.
The Inspector General’s Office
wished to hear these gripes. If
they were substantiated by the
evidence they would be corrected.
You were conspicious by your
absence, so let’s cut out the grip
ing.
You had your opportunity, it
knocked once.
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THUMBAIL PORTRAIT
By Kaff
He is one of the better known
characters of Section 80. Though
referred to as “Jackrabbit” he
more resembles the turtle than the
hare. Tis mousey shoes that
squeak, his running of the mile and
seven tenths, his “speed” on the
obstacle course, his general slow
motion has won him the title of the
4A halfback. Halfback because
when everyone else was through
he was still half-way back.
Then came calculus . . . Gen
erally on the ball, he was quite
quick enough for the Calc Profes
sor who yelled at his wrong answ
er, “You have the brains of a
Jackrabbit.” The name stuck but
was he daunted ? Not a bit. He im
mediately pulled a new exercise
out of the P. E. book and so the
Jackrabbit exercise has come to
A. & M. You assume a leaning rest
position and then throw feet and
hands in the air clapping your
hands before you alight. Have to
have a little jackrabbit in you to
do it and a good deal of kangaroo
wouldn’t hurt.
. . . guess I’ll do my physics in
stead . . . Maybe there is some
thing on the radio . . . “And here
we are everyone having the time
of his life . . . Why don’t you
and your friends, drop in this even
ing and” “Good
idea Bud but I don’t think I can
make it . . . Gosh it’s hot . . .
Think I’ll take a shower . . . Bet
ter report ot C. Q. first . . .There
that is done, don’t have to report
for another hour . . . Another hour
. . . The fellows will be in Hous
ton . . . Boy Houston . . . Think
I will go there next week ... If
I can get a pass . ..If I don’t get
restricted again . . . Le’s see . . .
where was that letter . . . and so
you see mom I feel that if the
Army will send me to College the
least I can do is to stay and study
as much as possible. . . Ho . . Hum
. . . Think I’ll go to bed . . . Be
sides a guy’ll go stale studying
too- much.
ImSvwickes
ERNESTTRUEX
A UNIVERSAL PICTURE IB
TODAY and WEDNESDAY
— also —
Cartoon - Short - News
RESTRICTED
By Brad
Hmmm . . . Saturday night . . .
what to do? . . . Les’ see . . .
Can’t go to a show . . . noooo . . .
Can’t go to a dance . . . nooo.
Can’t ... Of course not. Can’t go
out a ’tall . . . Restrictad . . . Wish
out a 'tall . . . Restricted . . . Wish
. . Why can't they restrict the
whole company . . . This being
lonesome . . . Well ... I can
write a letter home . . . Let’s see .
. ; Dear Mom . . . Hmmm ... It is
Saturday night and instead of go
ing out I am staying in studying
. . . That sounds pretty good . . .
studying ... I feel that this is a
great opportunity and will make
the most of it . . . Say that does
sound good . . . Hmmm . . . won
der if Johnny has a deck of
cards . . . could play solitaire . . .
Could study . . . Yep, that’s what
I will do . . . Now where is that
Calculus book . . . Hmmm . . . .
What’s this? . . . New Esquire
must be Bishops . . . Heck I’ve
seen it before . . . Now for a pen
cil .. . Pencil . . . Pencil . . . May
be I won’t find one . . . Yeah . . .
here’s one . . . Now . . . hmmm . .
. one plus one over U raised to the
U power, as U approaches infinity
1ST. SGT’S GUFF
David K. Springwater
AH our gratitude and apprecia
tion to quizzical little John Goddard
for the use of his nimble fingers.
As Company Clerk, he’s typed the
equivalent of “Gone With The
Wind.” . . . Sorry day: End of
the school month and posted
grades. Tears, lamentations and
pledges “Red” Weiner’s feverish
attempt to sweat out a column and
a pink mustache . . . Sgt. Swan
with a fly swatter, digging for
nickles and filling the Coke Ma
chine . . . Jones trying to figure
out how his brother can fly in
over the week-end and obtain
clearance at Bryan Field . .. Chow
hound Ed Hoemer beating your
writer to the draw . . . Charlie
Wood thinking every girl on the
campus looks like his wife. He’s
expecting her to come down soon
and is afraid she’ll try to surprise
him . . . That increase the number
of members in the Married Men’s
Club to Eight: Earle Merrill, Louis
Denenberg, James Quinten Neal,
Theo Ziegler, Phil Dalot, Frankie
Holmes, and Ed Wheeler . . . Why
do Jack Jorden and Vance fret so
about standing evening chow for
mation . . . Wouldn’t be those
impatient dates at George’s, would
it? ... The fustest with the most-
est: Section 81 turning out for P.
T. completely arrayed in noisy
colored shorts. Even “Griper” Gos-
★ E/lCrWASH ★
By ANDY MATULA
"Baekwsafc: An arttatiM raavltins fraat aaasa action or eccarraaoo'* — Wobator
SWEEPINGS
Here we are back pecking a
typewriter with our forefingers
after twidling our thumbs all
week-end long. Those new faces
you see on the campus are just
the band boys returning from
their “holiday.”
Backwash went over to the
Grove Saturday night to watch
the All Service dance held there.
We could only find one thing
wrong with the “juke box prom”
that night. It was the fact that
us poor fellows sitting out behind
the rope, couldn’t see the dancers
for all the stags (i. e., wolves)
hanging around the edge of the
floor. Now we know that you
guys can whip out with some
dates for next Saturday night and
the rest of the dances, too, if
you’d just try.
DON’T WE ALL . . .
This little incident happened
not so long ago at drill, one hot
Wednesday afternoon. Lt. Col. E.
A. Elwood was explaining to us
Field Artillery cadets all the
maze of military courtesy and
discipline. He had just told us
the ins and outs of saluting and
was preparing to launch into an
other topic.
“If you are ever,” continued
Col. Elwood, “at retreat in civil
ian clothes . . .” Col Elwood stop
ped here a minute and pondered.
Then a smile spread across his
face as he said:
“Hmmmm. I wonder how they
feel.”
IT PAYS TO KNOW
Most of us here at the Athletic
and Military College of Texas,
learn insignia of rank as a mat
ter of routine. But the shine boys,
who are as thick as black flies
on white sugar every Saturday
at the North Gate, have put this
little bit of military courtesy to
sage and roly-poly Jud Sprague
appeared so garbed. It has been
suggested that the latter wear
suspenders in order to keep the
equator equidistant from the poles.
We wager Williams’ brother is
missing a pair of Boy Scout pants
. . . What happened to the ‘Fish”
Mittelsteadt for First Sergeant
movement? . . . We wonder why
the Mess Hall doesn’t play the
“Artillery Song” or other Army
favorites. It’d help our pour mo
rale a lot, although we’ve got
plenty as it is . . . Cadet Lt. Herk
Dykema on an anti-mustache cam
paign . . . and the C. Q. whistling
“lights out” . . .
For the many men who would
like to see their names in print,
Sgt. Springwater has written to
day’s column.
“Cross-country”
Ulicny and I’ll tell you a little
Torrey. It seems we had Weiners,
lettuce Sala and a pudding Dessert
the other evening for chow and
Hoerner ate a Hull of a lot more
than you or I Wood. He was Still
well enough to go out and with
out any Adriance the mile and
seven-tenths course Merrill-y in
record time. That’s an event worth
Croan about. As he was beating
down the last tenth, however, Ca
det Captain Blanford riding by on
a two Wheeler called out “Hey,
where are you Cohen in such a
hurry! Are you Tynan to kill your
self?”
“Gosh, no!” shouted Hoerner.
“Huby at the finish line when I
come in and I’ll explain every
thing!”
Well, Pat and his girl friend Es
ther were waiting. She wore on her
shoulder a beautiful White-Gos-
sage of carnations trimmed with
a Sprague of fern the Gartner had
given her and it was very be
coming. Pat looked as solemn as
a Bishop a-preaching to a group
of Parsons when Hoemer came in,
puffing to beat the Band. “Gott
schall right where I wantcha!” ex
plained Pat. “I Hertel you took the
shortcut across the field and ruin
ed a Kropp of potatoes. It’s Cur
tains for you!”
“Macy the proof?” inquired
Hoerner hesitantly.
“You passed right by one of
those Brown-Holmes on the way
where the Motta of one of our boys
lives Anderson told me.”
“Watson told you? Massion or
Marron? you Taylor she’d better
keep them inside from now on
or I’ll get Caddy about a few things
myself.”
“May I ask a question?” inter-
ruped Estther as she Putzer—
Hanse on Pat’s shoulders.
“Haskett,” said Pat.
“Just what is this Hull thing
about?”
“Aw, nothing,” said Pat, “Let’s
all three of us go out and kill the
fatted Kaff.”
Here’s a cited instance:
Saturday afternoon as we en
tered the Post Office, in a hope
ful frame of mind as usual, an
Air Corps Lieutenant came out
of the door. We saluted and as
this officer passed us, several of
the shine boys spotted him.
“Hey, Lootenant, come hear
an’ get a shine. “Only costa ya
a dime.” “Can’t go see that gal
in Bryan ’less you gota shine,
Lootenant.”
Such sales crys as these rang
out as this Air Corps Looey came
upon the scene. We didn’t stop
to see his reaction to this verbal
assault but we don’t see how
any officer could withstand it.
ABOUT THIS AGGIE LINE
This section of Backwash is di
rected at the new students and
members of the Armed Forces,
who don’t know any better.
For years before you came to
A. and M., Aggies have used the
highway to get home on the week
end. Though the gas and tire
shortage has hampered the mat
ter some, we still rely on the
Good Samaritan qualities of a
person with a “C” card or a
truck driver to carry us home
ward on the week end.
To give everybody, who was
hiking, a chance at the cars’ the
Aggie “linec” was born. It’s sys
tem goes something like this:
whoever gets in line first, puts
his bag down to mark the line
and starts thumbing. Those who
come after him put their bags
down after the first one and wait
their time to thumb. The person
at the head of the line does the
thumbing and tries to get as
many rides as possible for other
boys in the line in the same car
that picks him up.
Lately we have heard of cases
of “up-streaming” where certain
hikers have gone ahead of the
line in hopes of getting a ride
quicker. This will prove disad
vantageous to all who try. Peo
ple who travel through this part
of the country know all about
the Aggie line and will stop at
it in preferance to lone hikers.
So the next time any of you
leave on the week-end, go out
to the Aggie line, put your bag
in the line, introduce yourself
and wait for a ride. They come
pretty fast on the Aggie ' line.
This means all you Air Corps
men, Sailors, Soldiers, and Ma
rines; we’ll be glad to have you.
The Aggie line to Houston is
out at the East Gate, in front
of the bench there. Going to Dal
las, Fort Worth, or Waco, the
line forms at the second stop
light in Bryan. Heading toward
Austin, there’s an Aggie bench in
Bryan on the Caldwell highway.
Let’s all use these Aggie lines
to go home on the week end.
Everybody will be satisfied that
way. |
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[UPlz JlovcrcLoujn on .
Qamtyus Bistractions
By Ben Fortspn
Pneumonia Deadly
Killer Dr. Cox
Warns In Release
The unusually high incidence of
pneumonia in Texas at this time,
being over twice that of the seven
year median is undoubtedly one of
the dangerous and disabling se
quelae of the current epidemic of
influenza according to Dr. Geo. W.
Cox, State Health Officer.
“Pneumonia is a killing disease
and a contagious one,” Dr. Cox
warns. “It is definitely transmitt
ed from one person to another in
the same manner as other contag
ious diseases. The pneumonia
patient should be isolated with the
exception of the attendant, and all
paper tissues used for receiving
nose and throat discharges should
be immediately burned.”
Dr. Cox advises all persons sus
pecting the presence of influenza
to place themselves immediately
under the care of the family phy
sician and abide implicitly by his
instructions. Bed rest, liquid diet
and proper nursing will play a
major part in the same recovery
of the influenza patient.
“Pneumonia is the most frequent
complication resulting from in
fluenza and is certainly one of the
most dangerous. The death rate in
pneumonia remains high in spite
of medical efforts to control it
and when it follows so debilitating
a disease as influenza, the patient
naturally has less resistance and
vitality with which to combat it,”
Dr. Cox declares.
Today and tomorrow at the Cam
pus is Universal’s RHYTHM OF
THE ISLANDS, with Allan Jones,
Jane Frazee, and Andy Devine.
The story is centered around a
small South Sea island which Al
lan Jones and Andy Devine have
bought to use as a tourist pi ecca -
The plot of the story is naturally
pre-war and is a gay and tuneful
musical. In the story a tourist, his
wife and daughter come to the
island visiting and Jones and De-
vine try to sell them the island.
Jones falls in love with the daugh
ter (Jane Frazee) but things final
ly turn out all right for all con
cerned. The film introduces Acqua-
netta, who looks quite cute in a
sarong. Allan Jones is somewhat
miscast as a bogus native, but
his singing of six numbers makes
up for the deficiency.
The Lowdown: Good, for Uni
versal.
Showing today and tomorrow at
Guion Hall is COUNTER ESPION
AGE, starring Warren William
and Eric Blore.
This is a typical Lone Wolf pic
ture and the theme of it is Wil
liam’s work for the British gov
ernment chasing down a couple of
Nazi agents operating in London.
He steals an important beam de
tector from a British army official
as a ruse to get on the trail of
the agents. The ruse succeeds un
til one of his enemies finds out
he is being employed by the Brit
ish. Just when it appears that his
goose is cooked, the Lone Wolf
comes through with several sur
prises and saves his neck by the
skin of his teeth.
The Low down: Seventy-two
minutes of a good mystery drama.
WHAT’S SHOWING
At the Campus; today and
tomorrow, RYTHM ON THE
ISLANDS, with Allan Jones
and Jane Frazee.
At Guion Hall; today and to
morrow, COUNTER ESPION
AGE, with Warren William and
Eric Blore.
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