The Free lance., April 01, 1889, Image 13

- Spindle, spent his vacation at Lock Haven
with, his friend, Mr. Krupe, and came Lack
looking happy, and reports having a good
“ Aunt Minnie, here’s one of them boys
put the egg in my pocket” ; then Sam says,
“ Oh , it vvas-was somebody else, and-and he
thinks 'tis me.”
Lieutenant S. S. Pague, Commander of this
Post, will be relieved, on the ist of July, by
Silas A. Wolf, of the Fourth Infantry, United
States Army.
The Seniors have almost completed arrange
ments for their Class-day during the coming
commencement week, Their programme will
soon be published.
Our friend Mock has always been called by
the ladies of P. S, C,, an irresistable masher,
but the Altoona girls think him an Angelic
Creature. Poor soul, uncover your wings,
Symptoms of last Spring’s epidemic have
been noticed in several of the young men.
It would be well for the Doctor to take these
cases in hand at once, so as to prevent con-
tagion
Ellenbergcr has a much better control of
the ball this year than last, and with good
support at the bat and in the field, State
College has nothing to fear in any of the
coming games with neighboring teams.
Who ever asked a Junior to do anything he
did not like to do without receiving an answer
something like this : “ Indeed, I’m sorry, but
I must work on my Thesis, you know I am
awfully behind with it already.”
Mr. “ Sam ” Weller remained at the College
for the ostensible purpose of doing some
work in surveying. Of course, he had—
we wouldn’t mind having the same kind of
prJcticum ourselves.
At the Del —“ Here you, Sam, chase the
cow up this way ! I’ll take the grease, over
THE FREE LANCE.
here when you are through with it! Have
some “ spuds !” Throw a piece of leather on
that plate, I am hungry!”
The first regular sermon in the new Chapel
was delivered by the Rev. Dr. White, of
Milroy, on the 24th of March, 1889. It was
one of the most able sermons that it has been
the privilege of the students to listen to for a
long time.
Ben—“ I don’t care ! it was real mean. I
just hung the pipe out of the window to air it,
and I never dreamed rude hands would so
quickly seize it and hurl it to the rocks below,
there to be shattered to a thousand pieces.
There now 1”
The Committee on a new College Yell, com
posed of R. P. Swank, A. A. Patterson, and
H. V. Holmes, reported at the last meeting
of the Athletic Association, and the follow
ing yell was adopted : P. S. C.—Yo-he-hep
rah-ra boom-rah!
Freshman—“ Hello ! Sp—t—s, how did you
get up from Lemont this afternoon ” ?
Sp—t —s —“ That’s all right. But the
Freshman Class will have to pay my fare up
if I have any influence with the Faculty.”
Freshman—“Ah, g-e-t out !”
We always considered “ Fatty ” a champion
of Prohibition until the night he went to
Bellefonte to attend the concert given by the
Glee Club. The fact of him losing his hat
and getting tangled up in the wheels two or
three times, somewhat staggers our faith in
his sobriety.
The last party given by the Young Ladies
of the village, March 23rd, 1889, was given at
the home of Miss Blanche Patterson. It was
for ladies only, with the exception of a quar
tette of young gentlemen, who were invited
to sing during the evening. We understand
it was a very pleasant affair for all who were
present, .•