When, passing by, I chance to hesitate before one of the sturdy wooden benches that are to be found conveniently located about the campus, blistered by the sun of summer, or covered by the snow of winter, in the presence of one so much older than myself I become thoughtful. Into my imagination come pictures of bygone college folk, carefree students reveling in the freedom and gayety of college life, burning with the fire of youth, weaving dreams and rosy hopes for the future. I can hear the broken sentences of language lessons prepared together; the almost childish schemes of the class politicians come softly to my ears. And the idle talk of college lovers, immensely moved over a misunderstanding of a theatre engagement; discussing seriously whether the orchestra at the last dance played as well as usual. Perhaps some more earnest youth, gazing entranced at the object of his affections, has upon this very bench, confided in her the troubled plans which surge within his brain--plans for the future when he shall step out into the cold and dreary world. Maybe he asks her to go with him, perhaps his visions include a brown bungalow, with small paned windows and square of bright flowers with her waiting upon the steps, when, weary from a day of toil he returns home. Where are all these people now? Scattered no doubt beyond recall, some finding fortune beyond their wildest expectations, and others with blasted hopes and shattered dreams. And the thought steals over me that soon I shall be passing out of the campus gates, out of the carefree college life. Presently I, too, shall be but a faded memory, while other happy college folk shall have slipped into my place, and, pausing, shall rest a moment and exchange secrets upon the old green bench.

   Once there was a Stern Parent who viewed with alarm every energetic Young Man who came to call on his Darling Daughter.
   So he sent Darling Daughter to the University, there to fill her head with Learning.
   Alas! Daughter's letters were full of dances and strolls, with never a word about Sociology or Sanskrit. In fact, the only study she seemed interested in was Husbandry.
   At Christmas, Daughter came home with a Frat pin.
   "Ho! ho!" quoth the Parent. "What is the meaning of this?"
   "This," answered Daughter. "This is a Medal I received for excellent work in Archery, a very difficult course."
   Thereupon the Stern Parent rushed off to tell his Friends.
   Moral: Sometimes a University Education helps to quicken the wits.

Dad

   When Dad writes to the Varsity To learn what I am doing, .My Dean responds--surprised is he "His studies he's pursuing."
   Such tales as this sound strange to you (Though other men can match them) That, though my studies I pursue, I seldom seem to catch them!
SEAGER.

The "Delegation"
C. M. Liephart	"Mephisto"
Ray MacDougall	"First Imp"
L. L. Hines	"Wielder of toe Pitchfork"
Carl Drath	"His Knibs"
George Racely	"Shoveler"
Geo. Wilson	"Grate Shaker"

"The Moonlight Serenaders"
C. B. Scott	Musick Meister
J. A. Wherry	Chief Yodler
H. A. Rosenbaum	"Oh! You Yiddisha Rag"
C. C. Drath	High-molo-co-flutine
H. T. Poe	Main Squeak
Liscomb Samuel Peirce	"Gabriel"
T. L. Heyn	The Big Crash

AT REST

Interfrat Basketball

   Basketball was invented by a mild-mannered and gentlemanly old fellow whose name is Naismith, and whose business is "professoring." It is to be supposed that at the time he knew what he was doing. We hope also that he now realizes what he has done, so that the larger number of broken shins, elbows, and noses may be blamed upon him to whom the fault attaches. But Doctor Clapp is the inventor of Interfrat basketball, which is an adaptation of the collegiate game. It was invented largely for the laudable purpose of affording light exercise for the too bookish Greeks. But it has been misused, so that now it affords an opportunity for the members of the rival organizations to commit assault and battery upon each other, with the sanction of the authorities. In order to fully understand the game, the rules should be read carefully.

   The referee shall be some interested party, whose duty it shall be to throw up the ball in the middle of the field as often as a goal is made (or as he thinks one has been made). Immediately after throwing up the ball he shall close his eyes, until some one cheers. Then he shall open them and throw up the ball.

   There shall be an unlimited amount of "slugging."

   Tripping will not be allowed outside the field of play, or more than six feet above the ground.

   A foul shall be called only when the wrong team has or is about to score.

   As the fraternal spirit is highly developed among all Greeks, not more than 80 per cent of the available city police force will be permitted to be present at any one game, and of these not more than 50 in uniform and armed.

   There shall be no other rules.

   The season just closed was played under these rules, and was so satisfactory to the Sig Alphs that no changes will be accepted. The game proved a great drawing card (especially for blood, considerable of which was drawn) and quite a number of pretty fights were produced. Every game was finally won and the scores were usually close to the ridiculous.