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THE HESPERIAN
15
Nothing broke in upon. the stillness snvo the
regular breaths of the night ongino as it
labored on in the outside darkness. "With
in, the busy hum was lacking. A restless
inquietude prov iled. The librarian, alone,
seemed to possess her wonted quickness of
perception. Continual tappings from her
desk, warned unlucky lads of constant trans
gressions of iron-clad rules. Sharp looks
betrayed to innocent girls the solicitude
with which they were being guarded. Sud
denly the sweet strains of the national songs
played in delectable, melodious medley
struck the ears of wearied students. A
hush like the grave fell over all. The pencil
of the censor dropped from her hand as she
sat in mute wonder listening to the soft,
8veet strains as they stole with calming
power to hei ear. The music continued,
eminating from a neighboring room. Strain
followed upon strain. The minute hand of
the clock made one revolution of the disk.
Strains followed strains. The minute hand
of the clock had made two revolutions of the
disk. "Yankee Doodle" was succeeding
the girl who had been left behind, when the
librarian suddenly, collecting her senses, as
tho minute hand pointed out the half of the
hour of ten, struck her little gong with
potency and shouted, "time."
As tho students were leaving the building,
one was heard to remark that, since he was
a great lover of harmony, he would rather
read three extra books a day in English lit
erature than miss hearing the university
orchestra practice their "Charter Day"
selections.
has crumbs all ovor tho iloor, and jelly and
grease all over tho seats. Would that I
were a member of tho faculty. I would
tako immediate stops towards offering an
oloctivo on tho art of eating. Then porhaps
my seven dollar trousers would not now bo
wrecks. My belonging to tho local Y. M.
C. A. precludes tho possibility of expressing
mysolf more cogently in this public place.
Please allow me to retire, friends. All I
ask is a swearing room for fifteen minutes
and that you will not remember tho echoes
you will presontly hear."
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,4 ," said tho model young man of the
University as ho came from one of our reci
tation rooms in which the pupils, who live
at some distance from the University, are
wont to regale themselves with food during
the noon hour. "Show mo tho dix-neufed
idiot who allowed three largo globules of
viscous jam and one slab of plastic butter to
remain behind him, when he had finished
his dinner and left tho room. This room
As a rule I do not like animals, but I once
had a pouy of whom I was very fond. He was
a handsome little fellow, with a glossy brown
coat, a very light brown, and a Roman nose
and strikingly classical features. Ho had
wisdom and understanding beyond the usual
nature of animals. He was not conceited
either, and he never forced his company
upon me, though he always came at my call.
Ho was a most faithful creature, he followed
mo to school one day, in fact several days,
which was against the rule. Ho saved my
life once, too, when I was in the swim. He
was the only counselor to whom I ever
listened. In fact, ho was the only creature
1 ever loved deeply or trusted sincerely.
His name, ho was named when I got him,
was CA1US JULIUS CSAR. Literally
translated.
Of all the instruments that were over de
vised for the misery and distress of human
kind the fountain pen is the most ingenious.
If you want it to "give down" it will either
sullenlv hold up all tho ink or when you
least expect it, delugo tho paper with its
contents. I never knew one to "fount"
when you wanted it to. If you give up in
despair and start your manuscript in lead
pencil it seems to realize that it has accom
plished its purpose and will furnish ink very
satisfactorily. How often I have put up
mine in despair, confident that it contained
no ink, and upon opening my vest find the
marks of tho malignant triumph. I havo
not a vest that does not bear Blains from a
too confiding trust in tho fountain pen and
to its sense of honor.
