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out the time-honored custom, in the usual way. The first was, that the Class of '96 was so green that it would have been useless to have tried to burn any- thing belonging to them. The second was, that tile '97s were afraid because the mighty, swift-footed '98~ them. OIH! glance at the Seniors in their Rowing robes, the first theory. The accepted. When opening of 1894 the Chapel as to take LIp line of Sophs tremble to see such men Freshmen did leave" footprints in the sands are hidden the larger footprints of '98, for in our Freshman honor-s that will ever be remembered. The year opened with weather, but it did not last-it never does in Westminster. Hut the weather had no effect upon LIS; we started well, and we ended well. Our girls arc just as fair, our boys just as handsome, in storm as ill calm. There were two g~eat events to happen this year, namely: The '97s dis- playing their colors for the first time, and the hurning of the '97 effigy. We watched the calendar so that we might know when to expect this first the hour. We marched into Chapel, expect- had bee» whispered about that these were '97, but not a single thread could be seen. Everybody was with No doubt you, reader, wish to know why the '975 failed to wear their colors. 1 will tell you the reason. The colors were bought, and they arrived at college safely, but they were so very pretty that the '98s wanted them. \·Ve have been designated as the" good class," and we are proud of the so the '97s reasoned thus: ,. '98s arc good scholars, and they will the commandment, , Thon shalt not steal,' and, moreover, they dare not even touch 0111' colors." But how vain is all confidence with girls when ribbons are concerned! The reads thus: "T41e '98 girls stole the '97 class colors "-long shall they hOl1ored for their valor by the '98 boys. After this event nothing disturbed our thoughts until the night of the Senior reception. \Ve hac! selected this time for the of the All the scholars had assembled on the lawn of the home, were enjoying the evening, each according to his taste. Some had gathered in little groups, and talked and laughed about the events of the college year now over. Here and there could be seen a lad and a lass, with sad faces and in whispers. If you listened to their whispers as you passed, no doubt you would hear a learned discussion on some difficult problem in Math. that was left unsolved during the year, instead you would hear such words as these: "Smile-Chapel-another boy-love-true_ 8,