The Free lance., April 01, 1889, Image 15

Soon beneath the quiet shade tree,
Where the hammock gently sways,
Will the love-sick College maid flee,
There to dream away her days.
Soon will Deer Park’s shades be ringing,
With the shouts of laughter sweet;
Each loud note its echo bringing;
Some one there his love to meet.
But, alas! how short these dreams are ;
Love—a thing but for a day;
First, and for a while, our load-star,
Then it fades and dies away.
Report of Statistican for Easter vacation :
Eggs Per Per
Per Meal. Day. Vacation.
5 , IS 105
A]4 13# • 95 l A
5/4 i6/ 2 1 i 6
6 1S 126
“Dadd,”
“ Freddy,”
Moore,
Camp,,
Total,
Bill of Fare at the “ Hotel Sally De Long”
during vacation :
Eggs Fried, Eggs Boiled, Eggs Poached,
Eggs Scrambled, Egg Omlet,
Roasted Eggs, Fricassed Eggs,
(A La Spring Chicken.)
Desert—Egg Pudding,
Coffee.
Echoes from the Glee Club Trip.—
While in Clearfield the boys amused them
selves in various ways. A party of three
stood upon the bridge and watched the log
raft go down the river. Several young ladies
sauntered along, and of course, were so much
impressed with the gallantry of the boys, that an
acquaintance almost immediately sprung up.
But what was their surprise, when Spanutius,
in his dashing and graceful manner, came up,
selected the most lively and attractive young
lady of the lot, and cooly walked off with her.
It is needless to say, Mock felt sold, while
Brew’s moustache drooped very perceptibly.
THE FREE LANCE.
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Cake—Egg Cake
Water.
It is a wild country and a lonely place where
“ Sam,” “ Billy,” and “ Josephus,” cannot
pass the time pleasantly. They remained at
the College during vacation. Every morning
regularly at nine o'clock they would congre
gate around the stove in Snyder’s store and
tell long and thrilling love stories for each
other’s amusement, as well as for that of the
other loafers usually found there. The people
ef the village hearing of this morning enter
tainment, came in such large numbers to
listen, that Snyder was compelled to “ bounce”
“ Fly-harmonic trio.”
The two young men who arose from their
comfortable beds at the unseasonable hour of
4 o’clock, A. M., to ride three miles in a rick
ety old coach, in the cold gray of a March
morning, each thinking to get ahead of the
other in seeing a fair being safely to the train,
certainly deserve the lasting consideration of
this fair one for this practical demonstration
of their devotion.
A Vacation Lament.—Thou art gone 1
The world is dark, and each moment seems
an eternity. The harmony of nature has fled.
The songs of the birds have no sweetness for
me. The very sky seems to mock my lone
liness. When I walk amid the groves which
thy presence made Eden, each turn mocks
my imagination with the outline of thy image.
When I wander beneath the window where
oft thou has sat, my heart beats faster with
the hope of hearing the sound of thy sweet
voice; methinks Ido hear it. I stop; I sigh,
then wearily pursue my way. ’Tis but the
phantom df an overwrought imagination.
Thus the day drags by, and Oh! Miss J.,
when wilt thou return.
The W. L. S., on Friday evening of March
22nd, took a step in the right direction by
departing from the monotonous routine of
business that has been in vogue for the last
twenty years, by giving us something new by
way of programme. It was called “The