The Free lance. (State College, Pa.) 1887-1904, November 01, 1889, Image 15

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    Sam. Crawford has struck a scheme this
year to get his clothing cheap. What it is
we couldn’t S (ch) affer laughing.
It is strange to say that on the morning of
September 30th and October 4th all of the
faculty and assistants were present at chapel.
There are a few things in the catalogue of
’BB and ’B9 which should be omitted until
some future time, especially the foundry
course.
A rare chance to culvate a graceful car
riage is given in Rhetoricals. Only four
elaborate bows are required to speak a three
minute declamation.
Don’t ask Brown or “Hilde” what kind of a
time they had at Beech Creek. The walk was
too much for them. Their remembrance of
the ‘party’ is obscured.
“Mr. Loyd will you please walk forward.'
Has anybody seen anything of Mcjuin
D’s horse, with "foine pasterns and stiddy
gait.”
“Heppe.”—Mr. Referee ! Mr. Referee!
I claim a foul.”
Ref.—“ What on ?”
“Heppe.”—“On general principles.”
One of our Professors who last year wheel
ed himself about on a bicycle, now applies
his energy to a more useful occupation, that
of wheeling a carriage.
An order has been sent away by the
ausorities for bow-legged tripods in order
that “Pood” Read and “Fatty” Price can get
near enough to peep through the transit.
The appearance of the post office has been
greatly improved by the trimming of the trees
in front of it and by the addition of a neat
sign above the doorway.
Crawford to Squad.—“lf anyone had told
you before you come here that you didn’t
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know your right from your left, you wouldn’t
have believed it.” Awkwards, know thy-
selves,
Hays Mattern and Murph. Small are con
templating a trip to Lock Haven in the near
future. The object of the trip is unknown to
us, although we believe it is to visit some fair
ones. It is a small Matter (n) to us, how
ever.
W. H. and J. M. Walker represented the
Free Lance at a meeting of the Central Inter
collegiate Press Association held at Phila
delphia Nevember 2nd. We are gradually
advancing into the front ranks of college
journalism.
“Dick.” Creamer, the boss head clerk of
Snyder’s wholesale and retail house on
Maine street, went into housekeeping in the
house opposite Snyder’s block on Delmonico
avenue. He was serenaded by the brass and
calithumpian bands.
Some students are becoming so impatient
for the gymnasium that they visit the Armory
daily to see if the apparatus has yet arrived
and when learning that it has not, begin to re
peat the favorite song, “We are waiting, We
are watching, etc.
We’ll bet the person who wrote the beauti
ful little poem—“ The Track of the Butter
fly,” had in view quite a different butterfly
from the one we observed the other day
floundering in a butter dish.
A new graphical formula in chemstry:—
E-R-O I,ia
Found free and simple in the Sophomore
Class in Chemistry.
Shame! Shame! Boys. A beautiful
Autumn, and a plentiful crop of chestnuts,
yet the girls had to get up a party of them
selves and go chestnutting.