The Free lance. (State College, Pa.) 1887-1904, April 01, 1892, Image 14

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    But I now saw it was useless to further continue
my meditations on the beginning line, and so
looked around for another simile as beautiful as
my first. At last I hit upon it. The Darwinian
Theory. Surely in this barbaric collection of
men I could find the "missing link." They all
looked like the denizens of some tropic forest, so
tanned and disfigured .were they by contact with
Mother Earth. The great majority looked like a
high order of apes, so dark were their features, so
wild their capers and so fiendish the delight with
which they tore • the apparel of those more fortu
nate than themselves who happened to have left, a
whole garment. Those lucky ones presented de
cidedly the appearance of Bushmen who had
plundered the residence of some well intending
missionary. Here was one with no shirt and a
coat with no tail ; another with 'me side of a vest
and one sleeve gone from his shirt; another with
a wide rimmed straw hat pushed down around his
body so as to make him present the appearance of
a top. I noticed these few peculiarities in my
search for the "missing link" which at last I found.
He was performing prodigous feats of valor against
six infuriated freshmen. His face was black with
mud ; great streams of blood poured down over it
as to give him a most remarkable appearance; his
hair stood out in all directions and was striped
red, white and blue; a flannel shirt spread its
segments about under the influence of the wind,
so as to make his body appear like a weeping wil
low ; his whole mein was that of some unearthly
being, half man and half animal. "Tis the miss
ing link" at last, I cried aloud ; "but what's his
name ?" I received an unexpected answer to my
inquiry, for just at this juncture I heard one man
yell—"I say Cartie, I bet you can't hit that post
at that distance with Roger."
"Can't I though," was the answer.
I made desperate efforts to get away, but too
late. The "missing link" struck me fair and
tumbled me to the ground senseless.
THE FREE LANCE.
I awoke to find myself in the quiet of my own
room suffering severely from bodily injuries.
John Brewers foot-print pained terribly. I was
rejoicing in the fact that all was quiet and that in
a. few moments I would forget my suffering in a
tranquil sleep ; when suddenly outside my door
I heard a loud series of declarations like the fol-
lowing :
"Well you can't wear our colors."
"I dont care, we took down your old flag
anyway."
•
"YOu didn't."
"We did."
"You didn't."
"We did."
Then there was a loud noise of scuffling, fierce
cries of "Ninety•five," "Ninety-four." The din
and turmoil increased; yells of rage and triumph
resounded through the halls. At length I ex
claimed, "If this were only the end of the world 1"
and fell back through sheer exhaustion—un
conscious. I.
Orbin, '93, has been appointed assistant li-
brarian.
The spring assembly will be given in the
Armory, by the senior class, on April 29th.
The faculty has granted the senior class permis
sion to wear the cap and gown on graduation day.
The two residences which. were being built in
the grove on the campus are now completed and
will be occupied by Profs. Reber and Pemberton,
who will move into their new homes as soon as