THE CORRIDORS.
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—The Kappa Alpha Thetas have rented a hall in Wood's new building.
APROPOS. In a peaceful New England village lived two promising lads, whose names—but the name of one is familiar to the whole civilized world, while that of the other cannot even be spelled out on his moss-covered tombstone. At the opening of that struggle which resulted so gloriously for the freedom of the human race, each noble youth marched with the conquering corps to the scene of action. At parting, the mother of one, with tears and kisses and fervent benediction, pressed into the hand of her son a small pocket Bible, in which her trembling hand hastily inscribed: "As a safeguard for my beloved son in his perilous path." The father of the other, however, took his son by the hand and remarked, "My boy, take with you to console your weary hours, this corkscrew; it will open for you the hearts (and the bottles) of many, and with its accessories will be a never failing solace. Good by, and a father's benison go with you." And on the day of battle when the leaden rain of bullets was falling thick and fast, one of these winged messengers of death, hissing through the startled air, struck the left coat-pocket wherein the bible of youth No. 1 lay ever enshrined—when not in active service. And the bullet pierced the cover, and the leaves, and the other cover, and rested not till buried in that chivalrous heart. And he died and was buried, and his grave is No. 156,432. But in the same action a murderous ball came straight to the left coat-pocket of youth No. 2, where reposed his well-beloved corkscrew, which had amply justified his father's prediction. And the ball on deadly errand sent struck this corkscrew and glanced off, and the youth remained unharmed.
ACT I.
We make it a practice to draw no inference.
Only a Fresh, how proudly he stood,
Only a Fresh, and swagger he wood.
Only a Fresh, yet people had seen,
Though his color was purple, he himself was all green.
ACT II.
Only a hall, well covered with pepper.
Only a ball, with many a stepper.
Only a Fresh, his mighty pride freezes.
Only a Fresh, he sneezes, he sneezes!
ACT III,
Only a Soph, only a meter. Only a Fresh, as hot as a heater. Only a Junior, as smiling he said, "The little Freshman should be in bed."
ACT IV.
Only a Fresh, his heart no more stout.
Only a Fresh, the gas it goes out!
Only a Fresh, for the good of the hop,
He, for protection, sends for the "cop."
ACT V.
Only a Fresh, his pride how it flew 1
Only a Fresh, calls for a "half stew."
Only a Fresh, as the curtain falls,
Swears he will have no more
"FRESHMEN BALLS,"
Call on Newmark and see his fine seal skin caps.
The Oreads have at last ordered a carpet, and a few weeks will see their hall very comfortably furnished.
-W. W. Fluke & Son are headquarters for all kinds of musical instruments, sheet music, books, etc.
The Oreads have been having excellent meetings, and are showing up finely in literary work.
—Gloves, gloves of all descriptions at Newmark's.
—It doesn't sometimes most always pay to be "enterprising,'"by giving descriptions of events before they occur.
For a nobby and stylish hat always go to Newmark's.
The faculty has its paternal eye on those students who have been "playing hookey" to go boat riding.
The Oread-Orophilian contest comes off December fifteenth.