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'Cbe J. 6. C. Tis Friday .111oming about breakf~st time. Ol1~w~o has t~le slightest pretension to ability to observe I cannot fat! to note that something unusual IS 111 the au-. As the Preps., the Freshmen, and the Sophs. come into the room, one sees only idle curiosity depicted on their faces. The procession of students continues to filein-now consisting ofJuniors. Ah! what does one see in their faces? Are they curious? Very1 Idly so? No! they are all alert to the very quick. Yes-there is anxiety there-each face, moreover, is tense and rigid 'with fear, almost painfully so. Only once a member of this honorable class comes sauntering into the hall with an air of apparent nonchalance, but the haggard face and the sunken eye above tell plainly, notwithstanding any assumed air, that she, too, has passed a sleepless night of agony; and so finding herself surrounded by sympathetic class-mates she, finding it not worth her while at" her strength to keep lip the weary farce, str-aightway lets her manner relapse into that similar to the prevailing one. Now, the majority of students stand weary and hungry, waiting for the Senior girls to put in their appearance before grace can be said. At last the door swings open. A pause.e-a frown fr0111the cleanat the disorder prevalent in the hall,-they come forth, pure, radiant, fresh as lilies from a field of dew. They have not passed a sleepless night,-as a matter of fact, so profound han! been their slumbers that they have failed to hear the rising bell in time to be ready for breakfast. There stands the dean, an angry Jupiter, hurling down on the heads of ye innocent Seniors thunderbolts of the direst imprecations-and only because they have kept his lordship waiting a minute. As they come sweeping majestically into the 1'00111 all eyes are turned admiringly on them,-tall, beautiful women of the Christy style-rare tho' it is. Theil' faces bespeak wisdom-deep, unfathomable. Each takes her place at the table and maintains a stolid indifferenceto the looks of supplication cast from Junior eyes. Now and then a suppressed giggle or a sly knowing wink finds its complementin the vicinity of the Senior tables; but with this exception the meal goes Oll as silently as a council feast or the laconic Spartans. At - - 160 -