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"'Che 'Cale of a String." ,.,. ,. There arc strings of mall}" sizes and of colors I'll not doubt, But this string is a thread one of which I tel! about,- It is ver-ydark in color, Yet it is the very thing; For it acts likean" Express train" When a letter's 011 the string. When the bell has ceased its ringing, And the lights are very low, Silently across the Campus, Where the shadows come and go, Move the form of two masked boys, \Vho gaze up so very far; But there's nothing greets their fancy, For they only see a star. One stoops down and gravel gathers Prom the turf beneath his feet, Hoping it will strike the window And wake maidens from their sleep; Then in haste more gravel gathers, Throws it hard against the glass; But this time it does its duty, And she quickly answers, "Yes." They are now beneath the window, Which is very far above j And upon the string so slender Tic their messages of love ; Theil in darkness o'er the campus Slowly, silently depart j For a heavy load is weighing Very far down in each heart. 157