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THE BATTALION
THURSDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 16, 1943
The Battalion
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Constitutional Week - - -
Tomorrow will mark the anniversary of our constitu
tion. One hundred and fifty-six years ago, 55 delegates to
a constitutional convention met to revise the Articles of
Confederation, a document which was formed to meet the
needs of the new government that was formed after the
war that won our independence from England. The Articles
were so inadequate that a new document was written. Out
of this convention came what has been acclaimed as one of
the greatest if not the greatest governmental document
of any country in the world. So little time with so few mem
bers and so few facilities of transportation and communica
tion, yet great paper was written! Washington as president
and Jefferson as the actual writer of the constiution form
ed a great pair to perform this deed that was destined to
make this the great country that it is.
The United States constiution has been tried and proven
with such results that there should be no doubt in anyone’s
mind as to this being the country that is the best. No where
else could you do the things that you do now and have no
penalty waiting for you upon doing something not in ac
cord with the ideas of the government. The present war has
proven this to be true. War changes many situations, though.
Free speech can not be practiced as thoroughly is it can in
peace time, freedom of the press is not curtailed, and other
minor curtailments that we don’t want to think are true
democratic principles are given us. After the war, however,
the world will return to its normal position and the United
States will again take its position of world leader in peace
time.
Thirty, For a While . ..
This, as you well know, is the last issue of this semes
ter’s Battalion. So like you, for a while, we’re not going to
have to worry about deadlines and copyreading and all the
other various jobs that confront a newspaperman.
We’re going to take all this experience that we’ve found
out this summer and put it to use on the future issues of
the Battalion. There’s plenty waiting for us this fall with
football games and corps dances and all the other things
that Aggieland isn’t in the summertime.
We hope that we’ve given you a decent paper these
sweltering months and that you’re as satisfied as we are
with the Batt. With this thought in mind, we say “thirty”,
for a while.—AM.
To Those Leaving ...
This is especially to those who are becoming Aggie-exes
next semester. Some of you are leaving for the Army, Navy,
and other reasons, but all of you are taking some of the
greatest spirit in those whole wide world with you . . . that
old Aggie Spirit. Some of you have been down here for two
years, some four, and some only a short while but you are
all Aggies and Aggies all over the world will recognize you
as one of them. To those seniors graduating; you have seen
A. & M. changing from the start and no doubt it hurts,
but it can’t be helped. Aggieland is proud to put your names
down in the roles of her Alma Mater with those who have
gone on before. To those who are leaving for other reasons:
After this war is over, if you come back ot A. & M., so will
the lost Aggieland come back. Wherever you go and what
ever you do, remember you are Aggies . . . Texas Aggies
and the whole world respects you. And one more thing . . .
there’s no H like that old Army H !—B.F.
Let’s Visit the Folks ...
Many of us have been looking forward to this week
of vacation that is almost here, for the last two months. If
all the time could be added up, the total number of minutes
we’ve spent thinking about what we will do and the big
time we’re going to have when we get home, would probably
amount to hours.
Few of us have spent much time thinking about how
privileged we are to be .able to go home—to our parents. Sel
dom do we realize that it is Mother and Daddy that are the
ones most interested in us, and that they are as concerned
about us in our times of stress as we ourselves. It’s hard
for us to realize how little they actually know of what we
are doing in school—the course we are taking, the things
we’re learning, and the new acquaintances we are making.
Let’s all plan to simply sit down and have a long talk with
our parents when we get home. We’ll be surprised at how
intereseted in us they are.—H.A.T.
Qamtms distractions
By Ben Fortson
One of the best pictures to yet
come out of the present war is
EDGE OF DARKNESS, the fea
ture at Guion Hall today and to
morrow.
EDGE OF DARKNESS stars
Errol Flynn and Ann Sheridan, as
sisted by Walter Huston and Nan
cy Coleman. It is a story of con-
•quered countries and the people
who live in them. Flynn, always a
good dramatic actor and a man of
action, takes the leading male
role very capably. Ann Sheridan
plays the female opposite to him
and turns in a superb performance.
Everywhere the film has been it
has been held over for several
days and from all reports gather
ed it is really a top picture.
The Lowdown: This one is fine.
A re-showing of THE MORE
THE MERRIER is the feature at
the Campus today and tomorrow.
Starring Jean Arthur, Joel Me
Crea, and Charles Coburn, it is
really a swell picture. It tells the
story of over-crowded Washing
ton D. C., and of the people who
live and work there. Conditions
are such that there are approxi
mately 10 girls for every man.
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ARMY YI 11
Engineer’s Dream
By BRAD
Yesteryear’s Snows Integrated
It is truly said, a little knowledge
is a dangerous thing ... As I
ponder the fate of the snows of
yesteryear and wonder whence
they have gone, my mind travels
back to that bygone day when the
resultant precipation caused by
the culmination of a high pressure
area and a low pressure area cou
pled with an absence of heat caused
a crystalline substance to form,
and having a specific gravity
greater than the surrounding air,
it fell. And I feel certain that I
can prove that there followed a
period of temperature rise. Said
temperature rise being above the
melting point of snow causing it
to liquify.
“Ah yes,” says my mind as I
toil up the winding path knowing
that for each foot of rise I am
doing 185 foot pounds of work and
that upon reaching the summit
I will have a potential enrgy of
8.75 foot tons, “Ah, yes, the
snows are gone, tis true, and the
shades of night are falling.” A
freely falling body has an accele
ration of 32.2 feet sec, however,
in calculating the above we must
consider the curvature of the
earth as omega and the speed of
the sun as alpha. Integrating we
find it will be dark in 18 minutes.
“You mock me,” cries my mind,
“You taunt me, you drive me to
despair.” letting S equal the dis
tance to despair and W the weight
of mind. From a standing start
where initial velocity equals zero
to a final velocity of V, I conclude
I cannot do it on an “A” card.
“I cannot go on.” screams my
mind, “I cannot go on.” (the ten
dency of a body at rest to remain
at rest is known as inertial) “This
is the end.” and mechanically I
reach for a revolver, level it to my
head and squeeze the trigger, cal
culating that the lever arm of the
trigger will release a spring pro^
ducing positive work Cc2/24 and
setting off a shell. This shell will
reach a muzzle velocity of . . .
Ae everything goes black about
me I recall, hurriedly, that black
ness is but an absence of light.
Poet’s Corner
For Old Glory
By H. E. HAGEN
Around the world to East or West
We Yanks are marching to do our
best.
From Pole to Pole on land or sea
We’re out to smash the enemy.
No stint, nor lag nor rest we may
‘Til decency and peace again pre
vail
Our guns will roar, tanks will play
A tune of respect for the U. S. A.
We clear our deck and sail away
Nothing will daunt us, come what
may
To crush our foes and slavery
And save the world from tyranny.
We’ll see this thru, the Lord per
mit,
Everyone of us will do hiS bit—
That no one dare again betray
The Friendship of our U. S. A.
Folks at home may weep, may pray
Comrades in arms, to you we say,
“You keep ’em rolling, Keep 'em
flying
If God wills, we won’t mind dying
Not ‘til Freedom’s light we gain
Will We Yanks come home again.
Let Airmen soar, with bombs
away”
For old Glory’s sake and the
U. S. A.
C. Q. Ramblings
Nighty-Night
The Marine bugler was blowing
taps, over the campus the . .ta ta
. . . ta ta ta. . . ta ta ta . .floated
reminding one and all that another
day was o’er, lights out and all
that. The last note faded, then
softly, oh so softly, on the down
beat he came in with “Good night
ladies, good night ladies, good
night ladies, we’re going to leave
you now. “Reminding one and all
Hmmmmmm.
Secret-Weapon
Joe Lasnik, advanced Civil En
gineering trainee makes use of his
McCrea is an inventor who builds
baby carriages for Berlin. Coburn
is a business man who has rented
half of an apartment from Miss
Arthur, a secretary. He rents half
of his half to Joel unknown to
Miss Arthur. A merry mix-up fol
lows and before McCrea sails away
to fight he marries her.
The Lowdown: Definitely one of
the year’s best comedys.
Lest We Forget
By PRITCHARD
It becomes so easy for a man,
several months removed from a
combat outfit, to forget the grim
work portended by bayonet drill
and hand-grenade practice. For
this reason and for the valuable
pointers which accompanied his
talk, we of First Co. are deeply
grateful to Lieutenant Daniels for
his fine address of last Monday.
The many details of how the Jap
fights and how to fight, the Jap
reached many men who will have
the pleasure of putting them into
practice one of these days.
Lieutenant Daniels saw action
in the South Pacific on the New
Guinea front. He took part in the
battles of Port Moresby and Buna
Mission. During these actions, he
got his quota of Japs. It was in
these two battles that he became
acquainted with the treachery and
cunning of our monkey-like ene
mies. Monkey-like not only in their
appearance but also in their desire
to stay in the trees. A Jap much
prefers to fight from a trree, ac
cording to the Lieutenant, and can
remain susupended by a rope un
der his armpits for many hours.
In this position, he can use the
tree as a shield; and by placing
his feet against the trunk, he can
swing his rifle in a wide arc,
covering an approach from any
direction/After each shot, he will
$wing around behind the tree a-
gain. These tactics along with his
natural" aptitude for camouflage
make him a very difficult target
to find and hit.
This was the kind of warfare
that Lieutenant Daniels and his
outfit fought across New Guinea.
Each new trick, as the battle ad
vanced, was studied by our troops
and overcome. Slowly but surely,
the Jap was driven from the trees
and forced back. His trickery un
covered, the sham that was his
fighting quality went with it, and
the superiority of the American
fighting men came to the fore,
even as it is today all over the
world.
Toward the ned of the battle for
Buna Mission, Lieutenant Daniels
was wounded and returned to Aus
tralia for medical treatment. After
he had recuperated, he returned
to The United States to tell the
rest of us what to watch for when
we come up against this foe. Yes,
we are deeply grateful to Lieuten
ant Daniels, and it wil be a long
time before we forget the vivid
picture he gave us. It may, some
day, save your life or mine.
Strictly GI
The shadows lenghthened across
the Infantry Drill Field. The sun
prepared to depart for the night.
There was a touch, oh such a
faint touch, of autumn in the air.
There was a touch of expectancy
there too. The men knew this was
it. This was strictly GI. This was
an Army review.
For months the men had been ac
customed to pseudo-GI doings. . .
Mess served by waiters, def
initely not GI, pleasant kind
first sergeants, definitely not GI,
Professors instead of officers for
instructors, definitely .... ad
infinitum ....
The men had a feeling that they
were not a part of the Army. . . .
something was lacking . . . Tues
day night made it up ... . Thank
you, Col. Welty; thank you, grad
uating seniors; thank you for re
assuring us. For reassuring us that
we are yet a part of Uncle Sam’s
boys.
training. He has designed a gun
that will shoot thirty miles . . . .
not counting the length of the
barrel.
Furlough-Fever
With the announcement that
furlough time will depend a good
deal on grades many local GIs are
hopeful that they will get a one
day pass to Bryan. One is willing
to settle for a couple of hours
time off to go over to George’s.
Slap-A-Jap #
With the fall of Italy, biggest
worry now is that we won’t get
through our studies in time to get
a crack at the Nazis. Oh well, we
personally would rather slap-a-
jap.
Wise-Guy
One local ACTD Cadet made
himself most unpopular calling
out “4F draft-dodgers” as the
ASTR Trainees marched to their
review the other PM. We allow
you cadets may form a protective
air umbrella for us in the not
distant future but, where-rn-ell
will you land unless we engineers
build a few air fields for you.
Q. M. Review
By BILL SHORT
From the looks of the fourth
stoop of dorm No. 11 this week
end, a casual observer might ar
rive at the'conclusion that a bunch
of pre-war Aggies were residing
there. And another reason for this
impromptu decision would prob
ably be that hardly anyone was
present for the Great Hotards Sun
day delicacies. Which all adds up
to the fact that (due to the gen
erosity of our company command
er) practically all of the Fightin’
QM’s literally “took off” for a
week-end of wine, women, and
song, all of which was so notice
ably absent in Wyoming.
I have been seeing several of the
QM boys fairly reading the print
right off the pages of a book
entitled “Types and Classes of
Livestock”. I personally can’t fig
ure out why, but I suppose they
read that kind of stuff because
there are a lot of pictures included
in the text. At any rate, you will
very seldom find any of the boys
in the above mentioned category
running around without a sheet
metal scabbard and two or three
huge butcher knives, including of
course a steel to keep them sharp.
Well, knock ’em out with one
swing boys, brains are bringing a
very fancy price these days.
What We’re
Fighting For
“The iron in the souls and bodies
of the men who enlisted when
their country was endangered, has
been finely tempered into sternest
steel. The civilians have been tried
in the crucible of the corps, and
have emerged—Marines, Sailors,
Soldiers, etc.
Such an ’’ex-civilian” was a
young captain in the Raider Bat
talion that went into the Solomons.
Late in 1940, when he decided to
join the corps, he recorded his
thoughts on paper at a time when
the flames which now engulf most
of the world were only localized.
He wrote:
“I must, for the sanity of my
mind, confirm that when I kill I
serve justice; when I am killed I
buy freedom. I want to remember
that I was far from what I want
ed to be ... I want to remember
that it was far from a perfect
world I left to save, because I
know it will be far from a perfect
world to which I may ... or may
not return.”
“The captain did not, will not,
come back. But the world he went
forth to save—with the help of
God and a few Marines—will not
forget him . . . nor the Marines
who died and are dying in the
Solomons.
“They have served justice and
bought freedom.”
—From a Marine Publication.
WELCOME BACK, CWS.
The Chemical Warfare Juniors
have finally arrived back on the
campus, having their basic train
ing at Camp Sibert, Alabama.
They have unanimously decided
that they are extremely overjoy
ed, happy, etc., to be back.
Of thirty-eight men who left
here in May, only eleven returned,
which amounts to a cut of some
odd sixty-six per cent. And judg
ing from these statistics and the
bull they have been slinging, their
basic was nothing short of some
thing awful. Just to get an idea
of what it was like, the boys en
countered bayonet practice, rough
and tumble commando training,
long road marches under field con
ditions, and all other minor things
common to the PRIVATE’S pri
vate life. (K. P., guard duty, etc.)
They claim to have set a new
worlds record in the guzzling of
their favorite nectar, forty cases
in forty minutes, believe it or not.
However, being so close to Gads
den, Alabama, where they spent
the weekday nights, and Birming
ham, Alabama, where they spent
the week-ends, the boys evidently
had more than ample time to take
care of all their social obligations
in grand style.
Speaking in a serious mood, we
are all glad to have you men back
again, and everyone in the company
extends a cordial invitation to
each and everyone of you to come
around and shoot the bull.
NOTICE
To the officers and men of the
2 S. T. Co. 3800 ASTU, I wish to
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Your Veterinarian
Glanders Epidemic-Russia, 1925:
Appalling as the thought must
seem to Americans, so helples was
Russia to cope with the disease
known as Glanders, after the rev
olution had “liquidated” its veter
inary profession, that in 1925 the
Soviet Red Gazette announced that
“for humanitarian and sanitary
reasons” the authorities had shot
117 children who had contracted
the disease from horses afflicted
with it.
That no such hopelessness as to
the control of Glanders exists in
America, is due to the fact that an
(See VETS, Page 4)
extend my sincerest thanks for the
many courtesies shown to my
wife, myself, and my child.—W.
K. Thomas.
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