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need. Often has she heard a timid knock at her door, and opening it found some forlorn student wanting aid, and just as often as such is asked for does she give the desired assistance. She is very accommodating and is endeared to her class- mates. She is nineteen years old, and lives in Buck Lodge, Md. Capitola, Md., is a small country village in Wicomico County, and it is from there that Thomas Morrison Dickey comes. He graduated from Dover Academy in '96, and in the fall of that same year entered the Sophomore Class of this Insti- tution. While at Dover his turn was chiefly literary. He won a debate which reflected great credit upon him and graduated with a good standing. Since his entrance to Western Maryland College he has taken an active part in literary matters and has represented Irving Literary Society in two of its annual contests, which, to say the very least, is an honor. The great bane of his life, though, is the fact that he is slowly but surely getting baldheaded. In his endeavors to check this destruction of beauty he has used innumerable bottles of hair producer, but all without avail. Twice he has had his head clipped, and the last time, in addition to being clipped, he had his crown shaved. Still without avail. In his desperation and despair he has been known to pace the floor all night lamenting and bewailing his bad fortune, hut still those hairs come out. The cat would come back, but Dickey's hair-no, never! 0, thou, fell despoiler of beauty, why hast thou visited this poor forlorn youth of but twenty-two winters, and robbed him of that 'which he didst cherish the most? Why hast it been thy desire to place him among the baldheadecl? Thou art cruel, and soon must gwe all account of this, thy conduct. Dickey has fourteen hundred and seventy-two hairs remaining. We now come to one of those individuals commonly known as "tarheels." As a tarheel Arrninius Gray Dixon falls right into line and is a good specimen of that class. Grand-Pa, as he is known among the boys, entered this school as a Freshman, after having graduated at Oak Ridge Institute. That year he made an impression which has followed him throughout his student life-that of an earnest, reserved man, one who knows what he is at College for and who acts accordingly. He was popular from his first acquaintance, and by his popularity became president of the class. Far back in his youthful days-Grand-Pa is now twenty-nine years old-he was exceedingly bashful. The very moment a pair of tender eyes looked up into his eyes, the blood would nearly burst its bounds, and turning his head he would slide away to other regions where he was wanted. "But oh, what a difference in the morning." It would now take a club to clrive him away from the flower of 47