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" You're taking Electrical, aren't you ?" persists the Freshman,
'" I think I saw you in my section to-day."
0, the inexperience of the verdant youth 1
" Yes," says the Senior, sarcastically, " I am a Freshman, my
course is Electrical, and I am in your section."
That night the Freshman was " put through."
THERE was a sound of music stealing forth into the stillness
of the night, and close at hand you could hear the rhythmic
fall of foot-steps, and the laughter of merry voices, and
perchance might see the fleeting figures of the dancers flash by
some open window, as they move the intricate threading of the
waltz. The clear and starlit sky stretching above and bending
down in the far distance to touch the tops of yon mountain peaks;
the gentle breeze wafting the scent of new-blown roses from the
dewy fields and gardens; the grim and stately college buildings
looming dark and austere so close at hand; and above all the
spacious old armory, now gayly festooned and lighted, and ring
ing with the merriment of the dance and the dancers, made one
forget the troubles of the day and the morrow, and live only
as it were in this, a pleasant dream.
It is not to be wondered at then, that two figures might have
been seen wandering forth for a little way from the merry-makers
to enjoy the full pleasure of the evening, as an artist Admires from
a distance the beauty of his finished creation. At least 'tis true
that in the next waltz, there were two less to join the giddy
dance, while a rustic seat on the campus was holding, not two
more, but simply two, and the pine trees bending above them
seemed to whisper of, " love's old sweet song."
Now what they' said I do not know; but I can guess what a
Senior would say who had passed all his finals, and in another week
would go forth into the wide, wide world, and leave behind him
all his college friends, including his fair young companion. What
thronging memories of the past to recall, what resolutions and ex-
ot .4 .4
I wonder why ?
W. M., '99