Who knows not silence knows not speech.
Sad is the evil river Wm.
We live with little, we die with less.
Content to do just what you min
You've hit upon the better plan
Distrusted he who never trusts. •
Measure thrice, cut once.
Better do it than wish it done.
Born a fool, a fool forever.
The worst robber is a bad book. (steals time and mind)
He who is sheltered when it rains.
Will if he move show lack of brains
But if he move and so gets wet,
JJff
He's quite a fool to then regret.
FRIVOLITY.
Frivolity, so says the fable,
A fable from the golden ages,
Was hunted forth by man, unable
Longer to endure her graces.
She fled to Zone and asked a resting place.
Now Mercury scarce saw the merry face
Before the feeling to assist was strong ;
"So will the world all do you wrong?
I pity you. Come, hop upon my wing 1
Come, Paphos be thy future home ! '
He brought her quick to Venus' little boy.l
"Here, Cupid, is a present joy
Which Zeus sends to you to decoy
The sharp eyed foes who you annoy.
You are to take her as your guide,"
Frivolity assumed with pride
The task of running side by side
ith Love; and us the story goes
From that time on our many woes
Are to her duties now allied,
Getteri—Fabete end Evfoldungen.
HALL AND CAMPUS.
March, the synonym fur wind, storm, slush and
mud is upon us with all the pent up vigor of the
Storm King. Depths of snow meet the eye every
where and brings out in decided contrast the dark
dirty channels which we choose to call paths and
through which the gum shod student so gnod
naturedly wades. There seems to be a more phil
osophical acquiescence, on the part of humanity in
general, to the discomforts and annoyances of a
snow storm than in the case of rain and other
phases of weather. Why? Ask the person with
a good horse and sleigh, and ask the maid who
owns such a friend. Ask the small boy • with a
THE FREE LANCE.
hand Sled or the big boy who throws snow balls,
and you will then know why so many hail with joy
the white winged breath of winter.
Speaking of snow balling, brings to mind one
of those peculiar phases of human nature that is
so hard so explain' or understand. The very act
seems to be accompanied by a traditional license
that in many cases completely subverts honor and
common sense. As a sport it can be made one of
the most manly and exhilerating pastimes im
aginable. Where two opposing factions engage
in open contest there is much to commend the
custom. There is a sort of a martial spirit arous•
ed in all who are engaged. Courage and bravery
are the qualities that are brought into play. There
is something to admire in the one who has the
grit to stand up and take what he is willing to
give. True there is a risk in it just as there is in
all sports, and it is often this very element of
risk that make some particular sports attractive.
A snow ball can be made very hard, and if one
happens to strike in the face the result may be
rather serious; but all have the same chance and
each is willing to take the risk, just as in a game
of foot-ball, legs, arms, heads and even necks
may be broken, but usually the chances for such
occurrences are so remote that the sport loving
athlete is always willing to take them.
But there is another species of snow-balling for
which we can argue no justification whatever, and
just here comes in that strange perverseness of
character so hard to explain. What strange pow
er takes possession of the individual that can
make the most cowardly and sneaking act an
amusing joke is beyond our ability to define. Yet .
we know such a power exerts its influence ; for we
have seen persons, who in their other : relations
with mankind bore the most enviable reputations
for high sense of honor and integrity, stand up
and deliberately throw snow balls hard as chunks
of ice at the heads of persons whose backs were
turned. Of course if any of the persons thrown
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