The J-TAC (Stephenville, Tex.), Vol. 14, No. 17, Ed. 1 Saturday, February 24, 1934 Page: 2 of 4
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Published Weekly by the Students of John Tarleton College
Entered as second-class mail matter at the Postoffice in. Stepbenville,
Texas, under aet of Congress of March 3, 1879.
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Address all oemmunieationa to the J-Tac, Tarleton Station, Texas
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_ Mildred Lawson
Mary Jo Denton
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Exporters: Needham Ilorner, Alice Hamilton, Margaret Harris, Ellen Nix,
Iris Higgins, Norris Davis, Harold Beaty, Jack Smith, linth Ator, Hazel
Stroud, Will Port Hall, Doris Thomas, and Rebecca Iiobinette. ,
BUSIQBSS r Martin CrsQdOPlt
Assistant Business Managers: Herachel Collmgs, Jamea B. Dupuy, Willie
THE J-TAC AS A DIRT SHEET
What's the matter, can't you take it? There has been a great
deal of talk concerning the J-Tac and its dirt columns, but after
all we must admit that it really isn't as bad as it could be. The
So-called "dirt" that goes into the J-Tac shouid be and is usually
done because of a sense of humor some people may or may not
have. It is true that some of the things Said in the J-Tac have
possibly hit some people right between the eyes; but it has never
done any serious damage, and on the other hand it might have
done some good.
After all, the "dirt columns" that are run in the J-Tac are
written by students about students; they are written by people
with a sense of humor about people with a sense of humor. They
should be taken in the same manner as they are written. What
would the J-Tac be without the columns of remarks where every-
body searches for his name, which he is just as often pleased to
see as otherwise. His name signifies his prominence, notorious-
ly or otherwise, and there are few who do not appreciate a little
One thing, however, that must be added is this—few people
realize how much "dirt" is cut out of tile material handed in
just for the sake of somebody's reputation or even more often,
for the sake of the feelings of the person mentioned. What is
printed is considered by somebody—and usually by more than
one person—as meriting a little space in the paper because of
its hurnor or its truth. And after all, what is a little dirt be
Some, girls have asked that an appreciation be written to Miss
Westbrook for the heart-to-heart talk which she gave in the last
girte' chapel. We hope that everyone will respond to her appeal
in such a way that this school will be noted for its beauty and:
refinement of student body as well as the natural beauty of the
Lovely things we know of—Aunt Lucy's waffles.
At last the Recreation Building has reached a point where you
don't have to look in a hole to see the top of it.
The fourth bell—how final it sounds.
And then there is that exasperated, heckish feeling when you
forget and go past your floor.
What a difference just a few degrees can make in a radiator.
Nothing is so much an issue in the University this year as the
conflict between a calm realistic majority student body and a
group composed of deans plus Big-Men-and-Women-on-the-Cam-
pUs anxious to preserve the ancient rites and mummery of the
once-powerful ghost "school spirit.' The depression flung the
larger part of the student body square against the wall, and a
good half of us must work; leisure and its spurious enthusiasms
seem far away and mostly stupid.
, The whole football complex and1 its tremendous gate-
receipts were an .accident of the "jazz age": We have seen flap-
pers go, we drink decently out of mugs instead of out of the
flasks, we no longer dance the Charleston and the Black Bot-
tom. The "collegiate" era of American university life passed
with the gaudy 20's. On the other hand, we are getting tougher,
though not boisterously so, and unreasonable loyalties look fishy
to us. The hysterical football-ism of the last decade was a step
toward the final rejection of school emotion, the last gasp.
On our wide new campus, orderly life is almost dictated by the
green-and-white beauty of the landscape. It is true that beneath
this classic crust there is an unparalleled amount of student pov-
erty, but that is only another reason why pep-rallies and "rah-
rah" seem stupid to the new student body. We still enjoy foot-
ball as a good game; but the school spirit has flitted away, and
cannot be re-invoked by seances in Gregory Gym on hot nights.
"Our team"—whose team? "Out activities"---are they worthy
of our respect? "The team won't win if we don't support them."
B-o-o-o! That is a funny kind of skill. And what, to be frank to
the point of brutality, difference does it make?
Give us something reasonable and productive for our loyalty,
give us opportunities to exercise our own young muscles, and
it is just possible that we will surprise the spirit-ists and our-
selves. Or tell us plainly what the object of winning football
games really is. But don't try to revive the old symbolism: it
has no more appeal, andi it is indecent to air the corpse. . , .
The "traditions' of the 90's and the football mania of the 20'a
are alike dead; the ivy on the Main Building has rotted quietly
away, and the Cowboys may go peaceably to sleep. Something
sweet and strong may come in their place, or something just
pointless; but to attempt to reinstate them is vain and sad.—A
A Senior Too, in The Daily Texan.
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t EXCHANGES t
H M M M M H M H M U H
A grandmother club has been
formed at Virginia Interment Col-
lege. Its purpose is to train girls
to be better grandmothers.
Someone at T. C. U. found out
that a horned frog was not only a
horned frog but also a lacrete ta-
Each class of Simmons Univers-
ity will publish an edition of the
Brand, The regular staff will have
a month's vacation.
STYLES IN THE HEREAFTER
A revival was raging in a Vir-
ginia colored church. The fruits
had been considerable. One obdu-
rate soul, however, resisted the ef-
forts of the elder. Called to account
for his reluctance, he replied, "Yo'
see how it is, Eldah, I'se got a
problem. I don't see how I'se gwine
get mah shirt on ovah mah wings
when I get to glory,"
"Dat ain't yo' problem," retort-
ed the exhorter promptly. "Yo
problem is how yo' gwine git yo
hat ovah yo' horns."
The East Texan complains that
students come in and type "Now
is the time for all good men to
come to the aid of their party" in-
stead of weighty copy for the pa-
Ho! Hum! "Now is the time for
all good men to come, to come, to
On the Campus
The butcher, the baker, or the
candle-stick maker who cannot
spell is just out of luck so far as a
certain faculty member is concern-
ed. "If you can't spell my name
correctly at least once a year, I
don't think I'll settle that account
you sent. How do I know it was
meant for me anyway?" laughing-
ly questions this red-haired faculty
member. Yes, you guessed it—she
is Miss Margaret Bierschwale of
Mason, Texas, the librarian of
John Tarleton Agricultural Col-
Known all over the campus for
her graciousness and originality in
entertaining, Miss Bierschwale is
no less a charming hostess even in
such an ordinary place as the col-
lege library. Sho always has time
(maybe one should say, takes time)
to help solve one's current head-
ache or discuss anything one may
happen to be thinking about; in
short, she seems to be the ideal
librarian—a sort of walking ency*
clopedia, a very charming one by
tho way, who knows a little bit
She holds a B.A. from Randolph-
Macon, an M.A, from Columbia,
and a B.S. in Library Science from
Columbia University in New York
City. Before she became librarian"
here three years ago, she had pre-
viously served in the departments
of English and of Physical Educa-
tion. She still retains her love of
good literature and active sports,
but she says that her hobby, fa-
vorite indoor sport, or what-have-
you, is New York City. And she
sticks to her stotry!
For everyone knows him! Have-
n't we all seen him stand before
his classes with only his vest cov-
ering his stiff white shirt, (by the
way it is always white and stiff),
with his horn-rimmed glasses twir-
ling in one hand while he crump-
les a freshly unfolded handkerchief
in the other, and according to all
the fair sex of his classes, wearing
the prettiest ties adorning his
neck. His clothes are always brown
except when he changes to dark
blue—both colors are truly becom-
ing. Really, the size of his shoes
remains unknown, -— but they are
always long and brown. He's a bet-
ter and more faithful sport and
backer of the Plowboys than near-
ly anyone else on the campus, so
surely you have guessed who he is
by now. 'Tis Mr. Hale.
Mr. Hale came to Tarleton in
1915 and has remained here ever
since except for an intervening
five years. He came here from
Abilene, where he was a teacher,
two years before Tarleton was
made a state school. Besides teach-
ing in Tarleton and Abilene Chris-
tian College, he has taught in
Thorp Springs Junior College, a
summer in Simmons University,
Huckabay Academy. Mr, Hale says
that his work at Huckabay Acad-
emy was the outstanding thing
that he has done in school work,
since he was the builder, controller,
■teacher, and the constructor of the
curriculum. Mr, Hale was associat-
ed here from 1902 to 1914.
Three guesses for you. You
guessed it—his chief interests are
schools, more schools, and extra-
curricular activities and positively
more extra-curricular activities.
But the first thhing that one
should always keep in mind is the
care and protection of his body and
mind. "Protect your health so that
there may by more activities," is
Mr. Hale most admires Tarleton
for its principle of democracy. "It
is a school plus," he says. "The
purpose of education is to teach
the highest type of citizenry in a
George Bumper and Sherman
Edwards have been with the col-
lege in the culinary department for
many years. George, as he is
known to everyone, is the head
cook and has been here fifteen
years, while Sherman, the assist-
ant cook, has been here about thir-
teen years. George has had to
learn to cook everything nine ways,
for he has worked for nine dietit-
When the Dining Hall was first
opened, it was in the lower floor
of the new annex, which was con-
venient for the girls who got hun-
gry at night.
Berta, George's wife, is well
known on the campus. She espe-
cially is a friend of the girls who
Sherman is known in the kitch-
en for his whistling. He is a very
good pianist, playing mostly popu-
lar music by car.
The cooks know their business
about cooking, and they are very
considerate of the college students
who work there
and what they are doing
Alfred Dooley, student of '33, is
teaching near Ireland, Texas.
Hugh Wolfe, who was a student
here last year, has made the Var-
sity football team at the Univers-
ity of Texas.
Otis Smith of '32 and '33 has
been employed as night clerk at
the Raleigh Hotel, Waco.
Olbert W. Hosea, '31 and "32, is
now a student at Marshall Baptist
Ju Ju Myers, '31, '32, is a teach-
er in the Iredell public school.
Beatrice Donaho, student during
'32-'33, is now Mrs. Roy Ward.
Her home is Fort Worth, Texas.
Lee Edwin Terry, '32, is a mem-
ber of the graduating class at C.
Lula Mae Goodwin, '32, is a stu-
dent at C. I. A.
t glancing around ♦
1 In The Library J
£ By A, BOOK WORM +
Lee Clark, who finished at Tar- ]
ieton in 1925, received his M.A. de- 1
gree from the University of South j
Carolina, his M.D, degree from the .
University of Virginia, and served '
as interne in the George Washing- 1
ton Hospital at Washington, D. C.,
is now on the staff at the American ,
Hospital, Paris, France, for one I
year. His wife, who graduated
with him from the University of
Virginia, is taking his former
place as interne at the George
Lucile Blanton, who left her© at
mid-term, is now an art student
at C. I. A.
li. D. A. Thurpe, Jr., is complet-
ing his second year in the law
school at the University of Texas.
The generation that came before us received a war; we reap
the harvest of that conflict and of the ethical collapse that fol-
lowed it. The generation that came before us, having lost its
ideals in battle, cynically took the pleasures of a day and let the
future go; we must grope until we build a new morality on which
to live, for, no matter what your hedonists say, no man is civil-
ized unless he has a moral standard. The generation that came
before us gambled with economic safety for a false prosperity,
and lost; we must, if we can, find another basis on which to re-
erect society and struggle to regain our old position, . . , _
IVhnt justice is there in a world like that, where the children
pay the penalty and the parents get the fun? . . ,
We are not ready, of course. Who ever is? For us there is thfe
dirty work of two generations piled beyond our desks, and some
d.*y soon we shall have to clear it out.—The Easterner,
Do you have a funny hobby?
Maybe you think you are the only
person on the campus who is inter-
ested in odd subjects.
Such queer books as "The Art
of Horse - Shoeing," "W o o d e n
Toys," and "Tumbling for Women"
are frequently checked out.
In addition to books on these
hobbies, one may find such prac-
tical books for the individual who
is interested in "Everyday Foods'5
or "The Government of Europe."
Did you notice the colorful dis-
play of books on George Washing-
ton in the library? And while we
are on the subject, did you know
that the false teeth that gave the
set expression in Washington's
mouth in the Stuart pose, were
made by that same Paul Revere
who went on the midnight ride?
Handle Your HARDWARE
GET A DUPLICATE
Of Your Annual Picture
TRY OUR BIG FIVE-CENT
They are the Best in Town,
PA and MA
PLOWBOYS, BEAT N.T.A.C.
MARCH 2, 1934
WHERE SOUND IS BEST
Witli Loreta Young, Eric Lin-
den anfl Prank McHugh.
It's a good picture.
With John Boles and Gloria
With Sidney Fox
Admission, 10c for Afternoon
and Night Shows.
THURSDAY and FEtDAY:
With John Barryraoro, Bebe
Daniels and Doris Kenyon
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