Alfred Austin and the Muse. The Muse of Cap and Gown which is a muse.
Alfred look in you Austin heart, "It will tell you what keepeth us twain apart" "I have not left you, I never was near" For twaddle, not poetry enchants your ear.
2. "When you gaze on the moon you see but her," * you'll feel her "tic" when the pages stir Of In Cap and Gown at the Western University: To make you laureate was sheer perversity.
3. So how should you, Austin, hope to sing; Poetry is a sacred thing Instead of your further laureate ramblin' You'd better take English with -- the professor of English.
* The moon's tic make a man lunatic, i.e. mad.
The Basket-Ball Game
[image pencil drawing head and shoulders of an Edwardian lady wearing a large hat, in front of a basket-ball hoop]
[in pencil: the apology ommitted) spoils it]
It rained, or rather drizzled on Monday so after consulting an almanac the Basket Ball game had to postpone itself to Friday the 21st. Friday is an unlucky day as every one knows, and although the almanac predicted fine and mild we ran the risk of rain.
Everybody (that is a few girls and an unusual majority of men) was on hand to witness the game. Mr Carlisle acted as referee. He seemed fully aware of the dangers of his position (a rose among so many thorns) and no doubt the instinct of self-preservation made him endeavor to keep on the right side of the girls. Anyway he seemed anxious to justify himself, in their eyes, for all his decisions. Our Willie was also present, walking-cane and all, He was timid, and probably the
dulcet (?) tones in his "Score! University, Score!" Had a somewhat disconcerting effect on the home team. Provost games was on hand for the first toss-up, but no doubt deciding "discretion to be the better part of valor," he withdrew and witnessed the game from a second-story window. Mr. Ryan's cherubic countenance shone from the same aperature.
The ground was all that could be desired after the rain and wind. The "dirty earth" was "such a charming spot" on which to rest - when you had to. The two teams placed themselves as follows: E.C.I. ex-students - Goal - Pearl Johnston and Ella Lind (in speaking of foreigners we may omit the Miss) Defense - Mary Harvey and Minnie Craig. Centre - Mabel Reid. Wings - Gertrude Hodge and Bella Bland.
University Team - Goal, Miss Maymie Smith and Miss Dearness the lesser. Defence, Miss Dearness senior and Miss Overs. Centre, Miss Woolverton. Wings, Miss Mitchell and Miss Sage.
At 4.35 Mr. Carlisle tossed the ball and play began. Miss Woolverton, by a hop, step, jump and upward swing of the arm sent the ball flying into the University goal. However, the invincible Miss Harvey grabbed for it and got it too: back it went to the L.C.I. goal. Miss Dearness the greatis caught it and - held it. "Foul!" shouted the referee. Owing to some mix-up, due to Miss Blanch, Miss Smith was allowed a free throw. The latter had the ball well under control and after a moment of suspense the object of so many blows rested in the basket. Miss Smith performed a sort of hornpipe, and we cheered for