The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, July 18, 1947, Image 2

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    Battalion
■ DITORIALS
P*ire2
FRIDAY,
Local Bank Makes Good...
thought the city
huatocae district,
that waa required (or a
It is not often that an
for itaeif a name such aa
State Bank has the
when ao man v new
through their first year, hoping to
a reputation eventually.
6n« nrxxta only to visit the area of the
bank around the flret of the month to appre
ciate the eervioe it's performing. A line of
veterans cashing their government checks,
local businessmen making deposits, and
wives putting away precious savings attest
to the need ppMNHi b fulfilling.
When the college bank was organised a
year ago, many thought the possibility of
success was alight. They !>ointed to the many
vetprana who*) only incomes were the checks
they received under the a I. Bill - insufflc- first anniversary and t
lent to supply the needed capital for such a will also bring honors.
DPs Look to United States...
However, during the
the bank has made
flrma, professors, college
dents have combined "
monetary and mental -
Although the bank
too impressive, the ‘
on inside more than
of bounty on the
prompt eervioe impress
JULY 18. 1847
i %
a bai
with
to give the snort
to ‘
ik. They
a smal
twelve months
na. Local
and stu-
- both
itosucM
looks none
work that goes
up for any lack
Courteous ani
who do buHlnrnii
rof Etaoin Shrdlu Relates Typical
Office Scene at End of Each Semester
It was toward
hard at *°rk la my
Skrdla
old “Affla Spint" and flvtag a 'M
ha wrUkinc and twiatias,
I vomit'd la nf waatokesket and
tka daaa of tka ■waattar, and I waa aa aaaal
offlea. I waa aittlag ralaxad In but awival ckalr
wttfc my faat propp^l firmly OS SST
/ r daak, raodtog a oomM) book X bad
takoa from aa ontarkflo atadont
Juat aa Huk> Kunny waa aaylng.
• What a ud. Doer* aomaona knock-
ad at ray door. *
• Oomo lar
Tka atudant oama In. Xt waa a
hup whom X call -Olmlot" bocauaa
>r txrrra ma Without aaylng a
word, ha bagan to waava and away
ma. flalMag tka air with hit
X theegfei it flrat that ha
UM last atagoa of dallrtum
r, whan ka bagan to
dttng with tka
algna) Whan
N-for*
waa in
froth at tka mouth. I rmilatd tkst
’wildest" so a
pitoJLj^drank aoaaa wood ale
"What about tka other
tiaras?”
"Wad. X bad to go to tka
of town foot ha# garaaa, aa
took off a httla aarly far
koUdaya, sad tkss I got hsi
llttla Uto, but you wara tka
kraUeotor wko aouatod ara
•anti all tka root cx<-um«1 ara (
pariad! Now,
my offlcr;
gat out of i
"But, Dr.
but, . , butT
And that'! asactly wkara I kkk-
/A
Ths Battglion coqgiui
and hoi
^^Bee you on your
opda the coming year
One of the most pressing problems In the
world today is that of Europe 1 a thousands of
displaced persona.
In a recent speech to Congreas President
Truman declared: “We are dealing with
human problem, a world tragedy... Let us
join in eivmg(the D. P.'s) a chance at decent
and self-supporting Uvea.” Thus he threw the
full power and dignity of his office to the
support of those who lost all of their worldly
.f>oiwes.sions and even their nationalities to
the speedy god 0 f war.
Last week the Senate took up the chall
grants. They would be divided into four^pri-
man best Men, women, and children, de
nied even the barest necessities of life, Uve
ualor that would nauseate any self
in s squalor
it respecting A
a repatriablea,
living, but existing,
d “Displaced Perse
American.
160,000 of
n<A
called
of these camps are fc
were gutted auring the
now converted to
ekl, "Wall. Qlmlat, what tka k- • •
cough); what So you want now?"
(whiito): w IVa got a la to tkasra,
Dr. Ilkimi I iuat want'd to
dvo It to yes." (I think ko wsa ra-
fairing to tka thamo.)
"W k y Is It
latof"
(Inlvol)t "My
are sso.ooo un
rhom are children,
these heU-hoiee
Camps”. Some
‘ Ghettos, which
years, but are
imodate” these
up by our own
ority groups which would rank
(1) War orphans under twenty-one.
(2) Relatives of American citizens.
- (3) Persona who fought in the Armed
Forces of the United States.
(4> Those who have special trades,
skills, or profesaiona, or show an
aptitude to learn a trade which
would be beneficial to the welfare
of our country.
A similar bill will soon be debated on the
floor of the House of Representative*. The
chief difference between this (Stratton) bill
and the one proposed in the Senate is the
limit the House has placed on the number of
perms to be allowed Immigration permits.
House members favor not more than 400.000
of the newcomers during s four-year period,
while the upper house has placed no restric
tion whatsoever on numbers Also the rep
resentatives wish to first call foward those
. who ordinarily would wait several years for
quota numbers.
Every man and woman In the United
States should aee the documentary film
“Paaaport to Nowhere”. This film oepicta
the D. P. camps, which exist all over Ger
many and Austria, in their filthy and inhu-
ahouki share
ow men at least
has so gracious-
homeless people: others are former concen
tration c&mpe and prison*; still others are
make-shift camps thrown
army.
Food is scarce and uawholesome. Even
the most God-fearing would almost commit
murder for a crust of brvad for his family.
Clothing is next to impossible to obtain.
Many wrap burlap bags around their feet
for want of shoes. Disease runs rampant It
is only proper that wej the best fed and
best clothed nation on
with our less fortunate
a portion of that which
ly given us.
It is true that some of these people have
been denied re-entrance i$to their homelands
because of their unsa
majority, however, are
icaf or religious reasons,
for America to come to
prove to the world
where the four (Teed*
our forefathers
for these same reasons,
same opportunities to
of oppression and the
land, France, and Belgium have given
limited aid. . \. .
Now it is up to us Ko demonstrate the
meaning of “a great nation" by assuming
the r«**i*onmbilines and obligations which
are to dc expected of a greet nation. We
~ must act immediately and amend the title
of the documentary film to "Passage Out of
Nowhere." These people must live again!
ry pasts,
forbidden
The vast
for polit-
Here Is the chance
foreground and
it is truly a land
reign Many
‘ to this country
us not deny the
present victims
of war. Eng-
thslr
Whs laaaaaaS as4 lot down tkla
krslal law?
Wkoao waa tka kaa4 that ilaatof
took thk hfwwf
Mt tka light
Self Satisfaction—Not Enough...
A renowned sciential in quoted an naying
that, "The moment you are natinfied wtth
what you are doing, the concrete ha* begun
to set in your head.”
How very right he is.
You may juntly feel that yoii are making
every effort to do the beat ponnible job, but
once you arrive at a point where you feel
that there is no further room for improve
ment, you are beginning to “gluff off”—
whatever may be your forte. Then it is time
to ask yournelf if you can afford self-satis
faction and complacency in this age of intense
competition-competition energized by am
bition, ability and unceasing effort on the
part of the other fellow.
This same scientist goes on to say that,
"All research is 99.9% failure, but if you
succeed once, you’re in. The price of all
progress is trouble—and success depends on
how you handle trouble."
This creed, as much as anything could,
tells the stkry of this scientist's rise to the
top of his profession.
Adversity and recurring problems can be
the spark-plugs which set one’s thinking pro
cesses in motion. To overcome them brings
the elation of victory and the rewards of suc
cess. That is real progress and progress is
simply the measure of improvement, whether
it la expressed in better mousetraps or suc
cessful atom smashing.
A continual striving for the best requires
courage, faith and hard work, and these, not
com
vita!
lacency and self i«ti*faction. are the
ingredient* of *uc?e** and well being.
—The Magazine of Wall Street
Assignment for Dick
wifo had a baby
last wook, ib, and
tblo is th* flrat
ebaneo aha’* had
to writ* It ba-
twoan changing
tha baby’s dtap-
ora and naraing
it" (Aa nica a
bit of faulty ra-
feranco and as
beautiful a mia-
placed modifier
aa I have
hsard.)
“O. K., Gimlet juat drop it in
my wastebasket on your way out"
I tunrad back to my desk and
started to reread my comic book
I had by this time forgotten
what had occurred. Just aa Bugs
Bunny was saying, “What’a u
Doc?" I beard what is common!
referred to as a discreet cough.
Looking up, I was again confront
'd with tha mournful presence of
my ersats student Gimlet After
giving a slight shudder of dis
taste, I said, quote: “WoU?* un-
quote.
Gimlet uncrossed his eyas, cross
ed them, and said rather hesitantly
"Dr. Shrdlu, caa I ask a qusatlon ? ’’
"You may," I replied, hut I could
•oe that my sarcasm was wasted
on tha stwpM lout.
Ho uncrossed his eytt again, and
then reerossed them.
"Dr. Shrdlu, how’m I doin’,
huh?“
"1 don’t even know what you’re
doing, tot alone bow you’re doing
It What gro you talking about V’
"In ray w
"I didn’t
grade book.
“You’re not! You’re making
solid r."
“But I got one C. Didn’t that
bring my grade up?"
"wot from where I’m •ittlng,"
’’Well, uh. couldn’t you move
over a bit?"
Gimlet picked himself up off the
floor, and 1 put my feet back on
the deek.
“Dr. Skrdla 1"
“Migawd! What now?"
“Coqld I maybe see my grades?
Huh? Maybe?”
’Wbnt nave you done with your
papers?"
Well, it’s a long story; you
see—there’s been a war on, and
there’s been a paper shortage, and
Scott’s tissue has been kinda
to gH,
Wkoao tooatk
arltkta tkto krala?
My thoughts wen
by. . .
anssassk
now mum worn
loft la the course?"
"You have two mors themes
a final exam which counts ohe-t
of your grada." mraaod. You know, Mr.
He knitted his brow in an at- wish to thank you. During
at conoantration. It was a time that you have spent i
do wa have
-third
"I aaa understand why. Tall ara,
Mr. Oiaetot *'
tordr? Do yoq
’’No, my »ther class to in tka
same building”
"Than why. why In tka l
all that’* holy, why ara
wayalato?" I
,r Oh, I step and talk to sty nath
in»truru>p| you knew* math U aa
Imaartaat aotiraa,"
All i i'«uld 4a waa sputur,
"I don’t think 'that la*
was fair. I
of them qw
In a leas."
(BereasUeally) t "Could H bo,
Mr. Gimlet, that you wara sMfcw
absent, tardy, or asleep during tka
questions wars
AlmanacH At
Activities
sf tka INS Tessa Al-
M* Iasi fsaatvad al
leal Aetlvttlea Offtoe.
i may aktala eas
el that of flea
pay
* sf the
see s. a. see, asp,
have to gat out my
your
’All right, all right!"
’And-- V
"That’s all I care to hear!"
I got out my grada book and
showed him his Sevan F’s one C,
When Gravel Gertie and B. O. Plenty, a
couple of characters in the Dick Tracy comic
strip, had a baby the other day, Macy’s el-
bowed into the act with a tie-in ad alongside * n jl • 0
the atrip, offering one layette free to any 1 * “
mother giving birth to ^wins.
We wonder now if they weren’t a little
impulsive because a few days later the New
York Daily News published this letter in
the "Voice of the People” column: "Unless
my memory is wrong, Gravel Gertie and B.
O. Plenty cut their welding cake just about ‘f** *■ f »« t -
•even months ago. I think Dick Tracy ought I ■ *■ *••* *• «stara sad
to do some investigating here." —TIDE
there stupidly
the tlx fingers of each hand iato
a beautiful and Intricate pattern.
I had never realised that ha had
such an artistic soul. Yea, oven
in this savage beast there bums
a spark. I looked at him, and -the
lines of Edwin Markham’s "Tha
Man with the Hoa’’ came to mind:
tempt
ra try, but ho dropped a stitch.
“Wall, uh, what would I havto
ska on thooe there two the mao
to average a C in the course?"
I uttered a scream which my
office-mate, a former big game
hunter and explorer, said waa la
resonance, tone, and volume quite
similar to tha scream of a female
elephant in tha throes of labor.
After picking up tha patches of
my hair from tha floor and depos
iting them in the wastebasket (I’m
inclined to neatness). I eat down
and dabbed at the Mood oozing
from my forehead. Slowly,
slowly, my blood pressure return
ed to normal; this was due mainly
to toes of blood
"If you made A’s you couldn’t
even pass the course, lot alone
average a C." I was outshouting
tha instructor, teaching his daaa
down the hall.
"But, Dr. Shrdlu, I just gotta
aka a C in English; I gotta, or
won’t make my 12-lt probation."
"No doubt, tf you don’t feat a
C, you will be kicked out of college;
parents will commit suidde
ra of tha disgrace; you’ll bo
unfit for any job but that of a
college English instructor, and
you’d sooner see your baby starve
sad your wtfa become a -vagrant
than stoop to that"
"Huh?’ r Ha slobbered stupidly.
“On tha other hand, if I gave
you an A, Harry Truman would
no doubt resign ao that you could
bocoma President of tha United
•tolas."
Ha sat with hia mouth open,
closing it mechanically and swal
lowing every time a fly waa lured 1
in. Fmally. . .
“Couldn’t you maybe stretch
point and give me s C?“
“I’d have to stretch more than
s point; I’d have to stretch my
imagination: and if 1 gave you
s C, it would definitely be a gift
"But, Dr. Shrdlu, I’ve worked
awfully hard in this course. I
don’t think you realise how hard
I've worked. Everyone says you
expect too much of'
your students. Why, 1
know throe other stu
dents who are making
F’s, and they all say
you sxpoct too much. Now, Pvs I
worked hard, and . .
“You’ve what? You didn’t hand
half of your themes in on time,
and thooe that you did were the
wrong assignment and had been
written by some other moron. Re-
aidea that you’ve been tote to class
weaving every time but Sevan. . . thooe
days you didn’t come at all."
in elaaa, you h«vr ..over once dis
turbs! ths class by inorinjr, an<l
with your mouth open, toe. 1 have
to the Physios Depart
ment that they make t study of
the phenomenon. I envy you and
your ability to sleep sitting up
I wish that I could sleep na
•anadly; neither rain, nor mow,
nor hail Columbia from me has
ever disturbed your slumber. I wish
that my mind was as untroubled
by thoughts as yours; then may
be I, too, could sleep in ctosa. Yes,
Mr. Gimlet, perhaps you w
sleeping the stoop of the innocent
and damned, and, therefore, pat|
don’t remember."
“I don’t thing as."
"Yon don’t think so. . . you
don’t thiak, period; you don’t have
anything to thiak with, you’d be
JUST i
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GUION HALL THEATER
a
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FRIDAY and
SATURDAY
For the latest variation on the “switched
to Calvert” campaign, we give you a recent
ad from Coe: “Joe Wilson, formerly chief
bartender Longchamp*^49th St, has switch
ed to Susan Palmer, 4 Weat 49th Street.’’
• j —TIDE
CAPTION on an A^ Wirephoto out of
Cleveland: “BLIZZARD BABY" — Thrl-
Ann, Cleveland’s blizzard baby, shown above
with her mother, Mrs. H. Zellman, will be two
year* old Sunday. The child waa bom In the
•now In a hospital parking lot unnoticed by
her father and mother, Who collapeed aa aha
stepped from an automobile*
d(-«pair.
A thiag that grieves aot sad that
aever hopes.
Stolid sad ■tunned, a brother to
the oi'
AIR CONDITIONED
Opana 1:00 p.si. Ph. 4-1181
FRIDAY
SATURDAY
The Battalion
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published trf
College Station, Texas. U published tri-weekly aad cfccalatod on Tin jay, Tkurwky, and'satardey^Stor^
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Big Double Feature
ELLA HAINES and
WILUAM BENDIX
— In —
“WHITE TIE
AND TAILS” ,
2ND FEATURE
ROY ROGERS
— In —
“SONG OF
ARIZONA”
SUNDAY and MONDAY
BING C ROSBY
one of thooe was an ex-;
in the hoe-
pAL/VCt
BRYAN, TEXAS
Preview Saturday Night
Sunday, Monday and Tueaoay j
JOHNNIE WFJSMl IXER
Si V
“TARZAN AND
THE HUNTRESS”
c” 0~m7 *T (T:"
Wedneaday, Thuraday,
Friday and Saturday
LORETTA YOUNG
In
“THE FARMER’S
DAUGHTER”
QUEEN
SUNDAY and MONDAY
A glAMPtoC OFSCROH EKClItolMrr
1 il
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'J- /, ' ft'A
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Sunday, Monday and Tuesday
ANN SOTHERN
In
“UNDERCOVER
MAISIE”
Wedneadftjr ud Thuraday
L Attorma*. FairW Bio,
A. D. Brace, Jr, Howerd Bow
J. T. MUWr. Uek Mercaa. if
£ -
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— In —
“IF I HAD
MY WAY”
SIDNEY GREENSTREET
In ' i
“THE VERDICT’
Coming—Turaday,
Wednesday and
Thursday
“THE LOCKET”
j .
Loralne Day
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