Page 2 THE BATTALION FRIDAY EVENING, NOVEMBER 22, 1946 Make It the Biggest Yet. . . “Hell hath no fury” like the Aggie Bonfire. Every year it begins to rise, like the phoenix of mythology, from the ashes of its predecessor on the Main Drill Field. Even the war failed to stop it, and in 1943 there was erected what is reputed to be the largest and highest bonfire ever built by the Aggies. This came when the student body was down below two thousand. Three years later, peace has come, and with it about five and a half thousand Aggies have returned from the battle fronts all over the world, swelling the enrollment at A & M to over 8,500. Tomorrow, the real work on the bonfire will begin. Trucks, carts, and wagons are being recruited from the var ious departments of the College, and locations of choice bonfire fuel are being catalogued. Now, all that is needed is enough Aggies with the de sire to help and the will to work. The Cadet Corps, regi mented as it is, should be out en masse to collect wood. But more than just this group of two thousand cadets is needed to make the bonfire rise higher into the blue and spread wider across the Drill Field than it has ever before, includ ing 1943. Veterans and cadets with cars and strong arms are sorely needed to aid in gathering the wood and in stack ing it up against the center pole. Remember, it’s everybody’s bonfire. It gives one a sat isfied feeling when he sees the results of a week’s labor going up in a roaring fire comparable to the spirit of the Aggies as they go to meet the Longhorns. Come on, cadets and veterans, let’s build a stairway to the stars and a victory over our traditional rivals. The Thanksgiving Bonfire will be a measure of the intangible, the Aggie Spirit. Kyle^Field f Bonfire’. .. Tales from Tessieland . . . Sister School Behind Aggies All the Way on Thanksgiving By Phyllis Radovich The Juniors kicked off Satur day night to get the class dance season underway with a very suc cessful Autumn Holiday ball. In contrast to last year’s dance, most of the escorts were civilians, with Aggies wearing about the only uniforms seen on the floor. Today the Freshmen are having their first college dance and with about a thousand fish enrolled in the College, it should be a pretty big affair. From what I hear about half of A. and M. has been invited up and if you, are coming, be prepared for a gay time. There will be plenty of enter tainment for the week-end, too. If you are a murder mystery fan you’lkwant to see the College Lit tle Theater production of “Double Doors,” which opened Wednesday and will be showing at a matinee performance Saturday. And if you haven’t seen the Rehearsal and Production Classes put on any plays up here, you should take in one, just to see the girls playing boys parts. Of course it would be nice if we could borrow some Ag gies for that little item of campus life. Last Friday the Adelphian Club revised another of our gorte-to- war customs. They were the first literary club to hold a post-war dance, and it proved so successful that other clubs may soon follow their lead. So keep watching the mails, Aggie. That girl who sweat out the horrors of pledge week not long ago may soon be inviting you to share in the rewards — club membership and club dances. And speaking of dances, the TSCW-A. and M. French Clubs dance in the offing is another good idea. Let’s see now, what other clubs do we have in common ? The Women’s Recreational As sociation, which sponsors such an nual entertainments as the Com- husking Bee and Winter Play Night inaugurated another event bond party. Tessies turned rovers, wayfarers and adventurers to journey over the campus living the vagabond life for awhile; then they met at the Little Cabin in the Woods to eat taffy apples and pay homage to the Queen of the evening. Since the Battalion is now semi weekly, this column will appear in the Tuesday issue from now on. This is, therefore, the last issue before the TU-A&M game so I’ll sign off wishing you great hunks of good luck Thanksgiving. For the sake of all your bull sessions, our faith in you and to fulfill all our dreams, lay those Longhorns low! We’ll readily admit that we didn’t think the Kyle Field scoreboard measured up to the needs of the stadium, but we certainly can riot condone the action of vandals in setting fire to the thing. When the editorial concerning this eye sore of the playing field was written, we rather sarcas tically suggested, as is the custom among readable college editorials of the nation, that it might be replaced with an other more modern electric type to good advantage. But by all means we weren’t contemplating the use of arson to force the hands of the Kyle Field administrators. Some say “the pen is mightier than the sword”, but we have yet to see the day when even the most fiery of editorials of itself causes molecular combustion. Of course, the arsonists might have used an old copy of the Batt to light the fire, but is is hardly likely, for in this age of shortages, even better uses have been found. It is regrettable that the timeclock, owned by Western Union and valued (and insured) at approximately $2,500, was severely damaged. The willful destrucion of property without good reason can never be considered right or prop er. "Come^and Get It”... At times we feel that the going is mighty rough now at A. & M. But to pluck a phrase from service days, “Things are mighty rough all over.” Here are some tidbits that Time magazine compiled from other campuses: At the University of Southern California, two stu dents have lived in an automobile for seven months, study ing with the aid of the street lamps. At the University of Maine, some students live in converted chicken-coops. At Alabama Polytech, better known as Auburn, two men sleep in the belfry of the Episcopal Church. Michigan State couldn’t play basketball until the beds were removed from the gymnasium floor. We who are veterans may be on the government pay roll, but it can still be truthfully said that we are getting an education the hard way. The same amount of time and ef fort that would have gotten A’s in previous years is apt to bring only a C now. No major college in the country feels that it has a proper teacher-to-pupil ratio. As students, we are pretty much on our own and have to dig as never before in order to get passing grades. For tunately, those of us who are veterans have learned how to make the most of opportunities; but freshmen right out of high school are finding the courses mighty steep. Every so often somebody on the outside pops off about veterans in school; intimating that we are parasites living a life of ease. Wish they would try it for a while! The educational phase of the G. I. Bill of Rights is the greatest experiment in mass education ever tried. But ed ucational processes cannot be stepped up as rapidly as indus trial processes were during the war. It is up to us as in dividuals to meet the situation more than half-way; to re alize that we must make prodigious efforts in order to get the most out of college training at this time, when about all the teachers can do is say, “Here it is, come and get it.” It is squarely up to us to make our generation of col lege men equal to or even superior to those that have gone before. If we do that, we can proudly say in future years, “Yes, I went through college under the G. I. Bill.” Way of the World . . . Dr. Homer P. Rainey, stormy petrel of Texas education and politics, said farewell to his native state this week, as he accepted the presidency of Stephens College, at Columbia, Mo. John L. Lewis was easily the most unpopular man in the country, as he threatened a new coal strike, this time against the Federal government, which is still operating the mines. Many in labor circles feared that as a result of Lewis’s tactics, all labor would suffer under heavily restric tive legislation for years to come. The Battalion The Battalion, official newspaper of the Agricultural and Mechanical College of Texas and the City of College Station, is published bi-weekly and circulated on Tuesday and Friday afternoons. Member Plssooded CoUe6iate Press Entered as second-class matter at Post Office at College Station, Texas, under the Act of Congress of March 3, 1870. Subscription rate $4.00 per school year. Advertising rates on request. Represented nationally by National Advertising Service, Inc., at New York City, Chicago, Los Angeles and San Francisco Allen Self Vick Lindley David M. Seligman Charles E. Murray U. V. Johnston Paul Martin , Jimmie Demopolus Wallace J. Bennett Wendell McClure, Peyton McKnight Gerald Monson I Ferd English, L. R. Shalit, Arthur Matula, Claude Bunty Babe Swartz, Clyde H. Patterson, Jr., J. M. Nelson, A1 Hudeck, Jack Herrington Corps Editor Veteran Editor Tuesday Associate Editor Friday Associate Editor Sports Editor Assistant Sports Editor •. Art Editor Annex Editor Advertising Managers Circulation Manager n, A. R. Hengst, Larry Goodwyn Reporters Photographers History Comes to Life in New Novel Entitled "Red Morning" By Wilnora Barton Readers’ Adviser One of the best novels publish ed this fall is Ruby Frazier Frey’s Red Morning. Without doubt Mrs. Frey’s book will cause a great deal of comment among the book reading public this fall. This is an historical novel told with such fresh and lively imagination that the reader can hardly bear to put it down. The French and Indian Wars provide the background for the turbulent story of Jane McClain and John Frazier. Jane was the spoiled daughter of a wealthy planter of Winchester, Virginia, but she was not content to live the sheltered life to which Letters PONY EXPRESS Dear Sir: I have just one question—why don’t I receive Tuesday afternoon’s Batt before Friday at noon? I’m a day student receiving my copies through the mails at Col lege Station, but surely it should n’t take you and the US Govern ment Postal Service three (3) days to get a newspaper from the Ad ministration Building to my box at the PO. By that time the news which the paper originally con tained has died of old age. How about a little speedier ac tion in the future? Yours truly, J. E. Hoban Editor’s Note: The Batts, ready for mailing, are taken to the PO on the afternoon of publication (Tuesday and Friday). For the rest, don’t blame us . . . What’s Cooking FRIDAY, November 22 8:00 p.m. Mona Paulee, Town Hall, Guion. SATURDAY, November 23 1:00 p. m. ATTENTION! Mem bers and prospective members of Fencing Club. Mr. A. B. Rodney, fencing Pro from Houston will instruct the club in main Gym. 6:30-7:30 p.m. Confessions in St. Mary’s Chapel. SUNDAY, November 24 8:30 & 10:30 a.m. Catholic Mass, St. Mary’s Chapel. 1:00-4:00 p.m. Initiation of New man Club members and dance. K. of C. Hall. MONDAY, November 25 7:00 p.m. Lufkin A & M Club, Special meeting, Room 105, Acad. Bldg. 7:00 p.m. Camera Club, Photo con test data, Guion Hall basement. 7:30 p.m. Brazos Co. Reserve Of ficers, Petroleum Lecture room. Air Corps Reserves especially urged to attend. 7:30 p.m. Agronomy Society, Room 312, Agriculture Bldg. 7:30 p.m. Society for Advance ment of Management, ME lecture room. Speaker, Dr. W. A. Varvel. 7:30 p.m. Style and Fashion Group, Aggie Wives Club, Sbisa Lounge. 7:30 p.m. Choir practice, St. Mary’s Chapel. 7:30 p.m. Aggie Wives Circle, Methodist Church. 7:30 p. m. Business Society, Spe cial meeting. Room 128, Acad. Bldg. TUESAY, November 26 7:30 p.m. SAE, ME Lecture Room. Film “Cyclone Combus tion”. 7:30 p.m. Rural Sociology Club. Officers from Texas Prison system Harris Co. as speakers. 7:30 p.m. Institute of Aeronauti cal Sciences, Petroleum Lecture Room. 7:30 p. ( m. Sophicles’ “Oedipus Rex”, auditorium, CoHege Annex. Admission free. By members of j English staff and students. 8:00 p.m. American Chemical Society, Chemistry Lecture Room. Dr F. W. Jensen, speaker. her position entitled her. Jane had the fever for pioneering, and by hook or crook, she was deter mined to join the train of slowly moving families who were taking up the rich land of the Ohio Val ley. Poor Capt. McClain, unfor tunately, did not sharq Jane’s en thusiasm. He contracted a fever at the settlement where they were waiting for another wagon train going west. Inconsiderately, the Captain died, leaving Jane a widow scarcely 19 years old. Jane buried her husband without too much grief. Her mind was filled with schemes for remaining on the frontier and avoiding the necessity of returning to her fa ther’s house. While in this turmoil of plan ning a trader named John Frazier stopped at the settlement. Sparks flew when they met. Here was a man used to the dangers and the challenge of frontier life, a man who could share one’s dreams. As for Frazier, he was fair game for Jane’s dark beauty and vivacious spirit. He was an exasperating man and of a highly independent attitude, but he didn’t have a chance when exposed to Jane’s wiles. Jane had no way of knowing how turbulent her life as John Frazier’s wife would be, but had she been told she would have mar ried him anyway. There were weeks of impatient waiting for the army to drive the French from their lands. There was the bitter defeat of Braddock’s army, and to add to the hardships, there were the endless brutalities of the In dians. The capture of Jane by the Indians and her escape from them a year later result in some highly interesting reading. This is Mrs. Frey’s first book and a very successful one it is, too. The story is based on the incidents in her great-grandmother’s life, but the story is the result of years of patient research in family re cords and state papers.