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THE J-TAC
TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 17, 194
Soliloquizing
The Freshman!
Official Student Publication of John Tarleton Agricultural College
BY THE EDITOR
The most valuable organization
on the campus for women students
is th As3«ciation of Women Stu-
dents Council, This council was
first organized by Mary Hope
Westbrook, then dean of women
and now associate professor of Eng-
lish at Tarleton, in the spring of
1932 to become effective the next
fall.
At this time separate chapel
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' Member Council originated as a council
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Texas, under Act of Congress March 3, 1879.
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The Rec Hall Is For You!
New students, if you wander from the College Store into a
mad hurly burly of shouting and music, do not be frightened.
This place is the recreation hall, better known aa the rec hall.
The music pomes from the nickelodeon as it makes a brave ef-
fort to be heard above the other noise. The shouting is necessary
for conversation if one is to be heard. If you have a few minutes
off between ela3ses, the rec hall is at your disposal. Or if you
have a funny feeling in your stomach that might be interpreted
as homesickness, go to the rec hall. You will be sure to find a
group of your friends, and soon you will be dancing as freely
as any senior without a care in the world. You will enjoy being
a witness of and a participant in the fun. Cold drinks, candy,
and gum are 3old in the rec hall, giving one all the comforts of
home, even to the eating problem. The college recreational hall-
was built with th idea of helping the students find their pleas-
ure here on the campus, and the students are deeply grateful.
Other colleges envy Tarleton for having a place on the campus
where all students may dance and find desirable companionship
under faculty supervision. Clubs wishing to use the hall for an
entertainment may do so by placing a reservation with Mr.
Birdwell in the College Store.
Guess Which?
Seniors,' if a freshman were to ask you the name of Tarle-
ton's school song, how many of you could answer him correctly?
I)oubti"S3 there would be few of you, if any.
For1 several years no distinction has been made between "On
Ye Tarleton" and the "Color Song," and as a consequence they
haje. come to be regarded is the same light. Perhaps more vim
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gram of speakers for Convocation,
and many lectures were given on
styles, health, cosmetics, music,
and other subjects of interest to
girls.
The Council sponsored many so-
cial activities each year such as
the all-girls' picnic at the college
farm, the all-college tea, and
monthly teas given in co-operation
with the home economics depart-
ment.
The Council also sponsored stu-
dent conferences in the fall and
spring, it published the student
director as a service project, and
it made recommendations for
changes in the girls' uniforms,
such as white shoes and ties for
seniors.
Clara Savage, dean of women,
is now the A. W. S. Council ad-
viser and under her direction the
Council is constantly making im-
provements. Her first accomplish-
ment in conjunction with the Coun-
cil was the establishment of a
scholarship fund of $50 to send
some worthy girl to Tarleton.
-For two years the Council spon-
sored the faculty "take-off," it
has continued to print the student
directory until this year when it
will be printed by the Aggettes
Club, and it is continuously mak-
ing changes in the girls' uniforms.
The Council has bought $300
worth of silver, china, and crys-
talware, including 150 pieces of
each item, which may be rented
by campus clubs for $1.50 at any
time for social affairs.
%
GIR.L
DEAN
A FRESHMAN'S FIRST DAY
Tarleton Girl Visits Canada, Tells
About Scenery, Customs, Inhabitants
Cadet Chatter
and Vigor is put ipto the singing of "On Ye Tarleton," while
the "Color Song" is rendered with more patriotic reverence.
xBe that ns it may, students have a deep- respect for both songs
and they have acquired the habit of rising when either of them
is played.
When'istudents are away from the campus and are asked to
sing their song, they are bewildered as to which melody they
should "burst" into, and the song fjung depends largely upon the
mood the student happens to be in. If he is feeling riotously
patriotic and it is during football season, he will sing "On Ye
Tarleton;" while if he is felling quiet reverence deep in hi3 soul,
he will sing the "Color Song."
Though there may be advantages to having a different school
'song for different moods, Tarleton has only one official school
Bong for which Btudents are to rise, and that is "On Ye Tarle-
ton."
In the fall of 1921, H. Andre Schmidt, who was then professor
of voice in Tarleton, wrote a parody on the school song of Wis-
consin State University, named it "On Ye Tarleton," and asked
the student body to sing it in chapel. It "went over big" with
the students and was immediately adopted as the school song.
Three years ago Len Clardy as student body president instigat-
ed a movement to adopt the Color Song as the official school
song, but the students voted down his suggestion, and thus "On
Ye Tarleton" remains our school song. The'worda are;
"On ye Tarleton, on ye Tarleton,
Break right through that line!
Ever forward, ever onward,
We'll get them or die!
On ye Tarleton, on ye Tarleton,
Fight for victory!
^ Fight bellows! Fight! Fight! Fight!
And win this game.
HENSARLING
COLLUM
Ruby Jo Wise was the first pres-
ident of the A. W. S. Council.
Those who succeeded her as presi-
dent are Alice Hamilton, Vivian
Hammack, Margaret Logan, Ruth
Jo Jennings, Margaret Stacy, Vir-
ginia Dye, and Olive Ruth Hensar-
ling. Olive Ruth is the president
this year and Kathleen Collum is
the vice-president.
Sprigs From The School Tree
Though the enrollment at Tarleton has increased, making it
more difficult for all students to know each other, we hope t.o
maintain the same friendly, democratic spirit on our campus
that endears'students to the school and ultimately results, aCter
the culmination of other feelings and associations, in what is
known as "school spirit."
For Tarleton to keep its spirit, it will be necessary for each
student to acquaint himself with as many other students as he
Exchanges
"A man that hath friends must
shew himself friendly: and there
is a friend that sticketh closer than
a brother."—Proverbs 18:24.
Here lies the body of Suicide Ray
Who died maintaining his right of
way.
He was right, dead right as he
sped along,
But he's just as dead as if he'd
been wrong.—La Vaviota.
Of most things I'm rather uncer-
tain—
But of this one thing I'm sure:
There's nothing wrong with Hitler
That a good funeral wouldn't
cure.—Exchange.
A Toast
Here's to the happiest days of my
life,
Spent in the arms of another man's
wife—■
MY MOTHER.—Purple Parrot.
She trips; he
sweet."
murmurs, "Careful
"What's your name, freshman?
"Mary Blank."
"Who?"
"Oh! I'm sorry . . . Fish Blank!"
That's the way it goes. Gosh, I
didn't know how disgraced I'd be
to be a Freshman! I'm really low!
I don't even make a wrinkle in the
rug! Registration was pretty ter-
rible for me. People kept asking
me all kinds of questions and
looking at m*s just like I was just
one more stick in the fence. I
stood in a line that was hundreds
of miles long and waited to pay a
lot of money and write my name
on a dozen different pieces of paper.
This took so long I stopped won-
dering when I'd be through and
started wondering if I could walk
after I got up. After I got through
doing all these things, I stagger-
ed stiffly on!.; and of all things! I
bumped right into a great big
mannnnnn! He peered at me from
a huge height and I couldn't keep
from cringing!
"Listen, Freshman! Where do
you think you're going, to a Ore?"
Inwardly I moaned, "Here we
go again!" After I'd finished my
stuttered apology for runining a
senior's dignity, I dazedly went
my way to the college store where
someone told me I could buy my
books. Here I humbly asked for
the things I needed after waiting
nearly an hour to get up the nerve
to scream lustily for aid. I was
really surprised at the strength
in my scream. I'd been clearing
my throat until I was hoarse. I did
have a lot of fun renting a mail
box. There was the nicest little
!>oy that everyone called Polly who
helped me and made me forget I
was only a slime, ... I tried to get
out by the recreation hall but peo-
ple kept mobbing me and pushing
me back into the college store un-
tii I gave up the effort!
Pretty soon I knew it was noon
because of the sun or something,
and I rushed frantically to the din-
ing hall. On the way there a senior
persuaded me that I didn't want
to wear any make-up for a few
days and I muttered fiercely, "Jeal-
ous!"
Privately I decided I'd evade all
people and live in seclusion and
isolation until this command was
either forgotten or stale. I was
absolutely terrified as I slunk into
the dining hall. Thousands of faces
stared at me and there were no
chairs that were empty, but then
my eyes were so glazed with fright
I wouldn't have known. A tall
blond boy with a white coat show-
ed me an empty place at last and
I made my way there thankfully.
He must have worked with the
Salvation Army or some humane
organization because he was sooooo
nice. I triecf to eat but those girls
at the table kept staring at me
until I gave up and started talking
about fumigating rooms, but then
that wasn't exactly a table sub-
ject, so I finally gave up and
piade my exit. On to the dormi-
tory I went where I would wash
off my make-up and escape being
called a chicken! On the way I
remembered to be thankful I wasn't
a frog because they are even low-
er than I am. Without make-up I
am a ghostly goon and I all but
crept over to the building tossing
all the ill-luck I could think of on
the brilliant senior who made me
do this. On the way there I heard
some one talking right behind me
and I figgured he must be speak-
ing to me as no one else was
around. I turned and saw the most
handsome boy. He was a fish too
and he wanted to know how to go
in and register. Well, usually I
would be more than happy to show
something like him the way but
as it was, I fled and left him stand-
ing there scratching his head. By
this time I was positive there wasn't
any justice! I also envied those
Arabian women and their veils.
There are hundreds of cute girls
at this college and hundreds more
of cuter boys. The girls have aw-
fully cute clothes and are very
sweet! Everyone speaks to every-
one else down here and that'3 why
I got croup my first day out. .Dur-
ing the afternoon I met a lot more
just like me and so I felt a little
bit better. I didn't even think about
home much. I got a funny feeling
that after you'd been here a while,
you'd get to loving all the old
trees and the acres of nice green
grass. There are clumps of bushes
with orange berries on them. I can
picture all of these during win-
ter with the white blankets of
snow that come and go and at
night how pretty they will look!
Snow is like a lot of sequins when
the moon shines on it. I think I'll
like all of that and maybe I'll
get homesick for it some day, if
I ever get out.
Well, I'm getting awfully tired
and I'm beginning to yawn so
much I can't see how to type, so
I think maybe I'll say my prayers
like a good Fish and crawl in.
Oh, yes! I don't think! I cogi-
tate!
Say, fellers, have you heard the
latest? Polly was in the hospital
last week. Well, that may not be
so hot, but the genuine concern
of Polly's many feminine admirers
is really touching. We may quote
one as saying, "Dear Polly, we have
just enjoyed a lonely lunch. We
met last night and missed you.
Hope you're out soon." Another
said "Hello, handsome, we're mis-
sing you lotz. Get well and come
to see me—Well they needn't
worry, dear old Polly is up and run-
ning about again.
There are a few hangovers from
last year that seem to hang <?n
and on and on. Specifically, we
mean Mac and Tommylu and Char-
lie and Sarah Ann. There may be
a spark or two in the Frances Lou-
Burr pile of ashes.
Dick Eddleman is wondering if
there are any suitable girls to
fall for this year. Specifications:
one carbon copy of Mildred Hewatt.
It took only one blond to make
Fish Carr decide that brunettes
are the most wonderful creatures
on this earth.
Dorothy Jackson, Doris Moseley,
Sarah Andrews, and "Ho Jo" Schott
admitted that they were the cutest
girls in the dorm Tuesday night.
Well, after all, they were the only
girls left in the dump while the
dance was going on!
Dub Davis is hoping that Neva
has forgotten her last year's flame.
DeVolin is in Aggieland, and while
the cat's away, the mice will play.
La Verne Pas3 is wondering just
what the heck is going on. He
has just discovered that he is not
the only one who owns a picture
of a certain little senior gal. No
less than two other boys now own
exact duplicates of La Verne's once
prized possession. He is still won-
dering what the other two boys
would think if they only knew—.
Katheleen Colluin is still—you
know what—over Tid Watkins. She
has just subscribed to the J-TAC
in order to send him a copy at
West Point every week.
If there is one thing all the cadets
will agree it's that Virginia Pul-
Jig, that cute little red-headed fresh-
man from Gorman, is certainly a
welcome addition to Tarleton.
What is Mary Ruth Cox doing in
Captain John's anatomy class with
all those boys, or rather, we should
say, what are all those boys doing?
Not looking at their books, we'll
wager!
Joe Hedrick and Tommy Wil-
liams weren't just being silly when
they doubled up with laughter Sat-
urday night in the band stand. It
would slay you too if you played
a clarinct and discovered right in
the middle of things that you had
the music arrangement for the
trombone, and vice versa! If they
hadn't been the men that they are,
they'd have swooned, 'er somethin'.
possibly can, since it takes friendships to make students feel at ^T°w they tread the self-same ; Poklis! GsilfcIllCjr SpSlUS Yc&FS
From 1940 to 1990 with Campus Plans
home in a school and it takes friendlv "hellos" exchanged about
the campus to bring about that feeling of equality which is so
essential in democratic schools.
The Student Council is aware of the need for student acquaint-
ances and has done its part in promoting them by requesting
all students to wear name badges and by giving two "get ac-
quainted" dances, a pep rally, and a student party last week.
The J-Tac staff has also tried to promote the feeling of "at
homeness" by distributing free copies of the J-Tac among the
Btudents the first day of school in order to acquaint them with
the school news from the very first.
After such a "sendoff" with Tarleton's friendliness to back
them, students should not find it difficult to make friends, es-
pecially if seniors are helpful in introducing freshmen to peo-
ple whom they wish to know about the campus. When every
student knows every other student, we will cease to be isolated
Individuals and will start to be something akin to "one.big
happy family.
street.
She trips; he growls, "Pick up
your feet."
A London lad on his first visit
Whiz goes the magic carpet as
to the country came across a refuse ;We sail through
2! 1940 whiz-
space
pit in which had been dumped hun- ;zes by—19G0-70—and we stop in
dreds of old milk bottles. He star- : 1090. My, how exciting this is go-
ed for a while in amazement and ing to be visiting the Tarleton
then called, "Come and 'ave a look, campus fifty years from now. The
I've found a cow's nest." j carpet halts and looking about us,
—— | we find an entirely different Tar-
Officer (during field maneuvers).* • leton campus. There ai'e no shacks
"What do you mean? You -are
standing in the imaginary line of
fire of the enemy, 500 yards away."
Private: "I'm quite safe, sir. I
am standing behind an imagin-
ary rock 30 feet high."
—in their places we find majestic
new buildings. Extending from the
old science building toward the
hospital 1 ovely court with
, buildings < anging on each side. Wo
1 linger on spacious lawns and lis-
ten to the tinkle of fountains. On
one side there is a sun dial and
students are chatting on benches
beneath swaying trees, and the
fragrance of flowers is in the air.
There is no longer a drive way
through the campus because James
E. Gardner, Tarleton's Professor
of Architecture back in 1040, felt
that this endangered the lives of
the students. On the grounds we
see the following new buildings-
administration, chemistry, engi-
neering, agriculture, library, hos-
pital, student union (1990 terra for
Personality Parade
The next time someone calls you
a "Dirt Dauber," just resist that
impulse to haul off and sock him.
We assure you that Hubert Meyer
really intends no insult—that's
just his way of saying "Hi, guy."
In case you're still wondering,
Hubert is that boy from San An-
tonio who "made good" in the mili-
tary science department last year.
For his outstanding ability in mili-
tary science and tactics, Hubert
was awarded the saber which is
given at the end of every year to
the best first year cadet. Hubert
is now acting as provisional Col-
onel of Tarleton's cadet corps.
Hubert seems to have a wide
variety of likes and dislikes. For
one thing, Hubert cannot stand
conceited people, cyclamen lip-
stick—he said "purple lipstick"—
or independent girls; however, we
question the validity of the last
statement. How 'bout that, Hubei-t?
We further questioned Hubert
as to his favorite authors and nov-
els, Hubert refused to commit him-
self, but our guess would be that
his, favorite book is—you guessed
it—the bull text!
recreation building), dormitories,
and a stadium. The girls' dormi-
tories are on Hunewell Park along
the sidewalk facing Mcllhany
Street. The boys' dormitories ex-
tend out into what was the ath-
letic field back in 1940. We find
a gigantic new stadium west of
the old field and below the bleach-
ers are rooms for the athletic boys.
Our time is about up so we saunter
toward the magic carpet, still mar-
veling at the changes and in our
minds we congratulate Mr. Gard-
ner upon his plans in 1940 of what
should be on the Tarleton campus
fifty years hence.
For a long time I had nurture
<t strong desire to make a returr
visit to Canada and this Sun:
nier the desire became a reaiitj
As we rose in the early grey <:
dawn, the fact that we were ac
tually starting on the lonk journe
seemed like an impossible drean
For three days we drove steadil
and directly northward throug
hundreds of miles of rolling plain
where there were farm homes an
immense red barns. The countr
and its corn, wheat, and barn
looked as if it had been cut out 0
something and carefully placed s
that there would be no rugged 0
rough places.
Visits Manitoba Province
On the third day we arrived i
Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada; an
I felt that I was in an entirel
different part of the world, Ther
were more barns and the ubiqui
tous wheat, of course, but in Wir
nipeg, capital of Manitoba Province
everything was different! .Ever
home had a basement -where
great furnace would roar in th
winter. It did not seem unusual t
see a Scotch soldier strolling alon
in his short, gay, plaid shirl
white leggins, and tiny hat. Sol
diers, everywhere in their summe
khakis, had an entirely differen
air from our National Guardmei
The Assinibaine and Red River
wander lazily through the cits
enhancing its beauty and actin;
as the main spots of amusement fo
winter sports. The water freeze
to a depth of six or seven feet an<
is ideal for skating in the wintei
Sees French People in Winnipeg
Winnipeg- is a city of many na
tionalities. French and Scotch ar
most prevalent, and the old Frenc]
section called St. Boniface, is on
of the most unusual and pictures
que places I have ever seen. Th
old Cathedral and hospital are righ
on the river. They reminded me 0
some timeworn grey sentinel
guarding the remnants of Frenc]
civilization and culture. These peo
pie are unable,to realize that the;
no longer have a country. On sev
eral occasions I visited in some oL
French homes and heard them tel
of their beliefs* and ideap. I hav
seen the aged ones moan over am
over, "France is not dead. Sh
will come back. Our country can
not be smothered in three shor
weeks by a mad man with .
whim!" And perhaps they are right
yet who really can know?
The same dreaded thought lie
in the minds and hearts of every
bobdy in Winnipeg' nowhere i
there devotion to the mother coun
try so pronounced "as there is i
Canada for England! Yet the Brit
ish refuse to discuss the possibilit;
of England's being defeated. .
Hears Patriotic Songs Played
One of the most outstanding dif
ferences between the British peo
pie and American people is tha
"those British have to have thei
tea!" Everyone has tea in the af
ternoon and there are many te.
rooms all over the city. An addc>
attraction to the tea rooms is th
teacup readers. These readers fin
one's fortune, future, present, an
past in the tea leaves. There ar
times when they are really uncan
ny in their predictions—and a
other times they are quite frankl;
fastastic and groping. In the te
rooms there is usually a pian
player who now plays "God Sav
the King" quite often, along wit
two war songs which have becom
overwhelmingly popular. Thes
songs are "There'll Always be a
England" and "Wish Me Luck a
You Wave Me Goodbye." They ar
sung as frequently and. as fer
vently as the national antherc
People in Winnipeg do not seem a
conscious of war as American!
There life is practically the sami
Naturally the shadow of war an
apprehension is in back of all thei
gaiety.
Meets French Consul
Meeting the French Consul wa
an accidental thrill ar.d experienc<
He happened to be renting the suit
of some friends of ours and in tha
way I met him. He is a man c
medium height, a gallant gentle
man with very polished manner
who kisses and bows over a lady'
hand. He is the occupant of pei
haps the most uncertain job in th
world. Nevertheless he is quit
debonair about it and is seemingl
unmindful.
Americans should be proud an
glad that they have such wonderfi
neighbors. I shall never forget th
experiences of such a trip. Cant
dians are about the most fascinal
ing people I've ever met!
By Mary Dunbar.
A kleptomaniac is a person wh
helps himself because he can't he!
himself.—Lone Star Lutheran.
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