The Free lance.
Published Monthly during the College Year by the Students of
The Pennsylvania State College.
Vol. XI
While it’s yet in my mind, I’ve a question to ask,
(Though indeed I’m not sure that I’d otighter,)
Is a base ball field in a fresh spring rain
A diamond of the first water ?
The average college man is oft
A man of great resources,
For when in lessons he is lame,
He still can ride his horses.
THE DANGERS OF BOATING.
It was commencement week, and away from the revelry within
Harold Trevelyn was seated on the veranda of his fraternity house
enjoying a cigar. The week had been one of continued pleasure
to him, and yet it was mixed with pain. His thoughts carried
him back to his distant home, and as he forcibly recalled them
they fastened themselves on her whose silvery laugh came through
the open window.
Evelyn Kingsley was a tall and graceful girl of about twenty
years, with deep blue eyes and wavy, yellow hair, and with lips
of that kind that one always Wants to kiss, but which, if one should
try, would part with the merry, teasing sort of laugh that Harold
now heard. His thoughts flew back to the picnics, the fishing
expeditious and the long rambles he had enjoyed with this girl in
their childhood, and he longed for the old days again. ‘ ‘ But
those days are gone forever and she has forgotten them. lam no
longer ' Harold,’ but ‘Mr. Trevelyn’. Curse these formalities
of society!”-and with a long sigh he threw away his cigar and ran
upstairs to get ready for the sail on the lake which he and Evelyn
MAY, 1897.
COLLEGE VERSE.
No. 2.