1 - December 1902 Vo1.1 No.2

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Second issue of the Western University student literary journal.

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the purple and black. In the next toss-up the ball, by mistake made for Miss Lind. She caught it, and not being able to let go, Miss Smith gained another free throw. Once more the ball went into the basket. The University was "doing itself proud", but alas, "pride cometh before a fall" and by half-time the score was 2 - 2.

After three minutes breathing-space, play began again. As usual Miss Sage had to caught head against the ball. It is said she saw something more than stars. However she wakened up to the realities of the game and did some good work. Miss Dearness senior next got the ball. She clutched it tightly and ran like a rabbit, but shouts of "Foul" brought her back, It was at this point Miss Smith began moralizing. "Disgusting! this earth is so dirty. Shoot!" Miss Mitchell, in centre, got into an awful mix-up, in fact we com-

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pletely lost sight of her, but as usual she turned up when least expected. Miss Woolverton, in her anxiety to "play grab," overstepped the boundary and caused a foul by a toe's length. Miss Smith was allowed a couple of free throws but gained nothing from either. After each failure we heard "Shoot it! Shoot!" or words to that effect. Things were becoming serious, and we were glad there was only a minute and a half to end time. Unfortunately the score was still 2 - 2. Even Mr. Snelgrove could not conjure the ball to the University goal, and when time was called the result was still a tie.

This is the game of Basket-ball Which we've been playing since the fall. The mud is deep, the pole is tall, We seldom hit the ball at all:

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If you this game would like to play you'll have to wade about in clay. So put on rubbers, wide and high And you will learn it_bye and bye.

Convocation is coming soon. Degrees will be conferred. In view of the difficulty of Latinizing English names we submit the following Latin equivalents. Baker = expostuls Bice = pugus Carlisle = rides Clarke = obedis Colgrove = delines Coruish = hobs A. Elson = ars J. Elson = scribs Grass = flores Holmes = spers

Humphrey = dispers McAndrew = negs [McGoun?] = mones Powell = blunderrs Ryan = torpes Sanders = arus Schaef = vales H. Shore = discs M. Shore = crescs Simpson = somnis

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Snelgrove - oro / Dr James - Portfolio Snell - pecco / Dr Tamblyn - Romeo Westgate - Studio / Dr Pocock - Sapolis.

"In the Hour of High Festival"

[stylized and shadowed: On] Thursday November 27th 1902 we, the Freshmen of this year, made a great feast to twenty of our lords - the Principal, Provost, Professors, Lecturers, Alumni and Seniors of Huron College.

The Seniors, to our surprise, behaved very nicely, for not one of them ate too much and not one had to be carried to his room; and despite the excessive "flow of soul and feast of reason", they all remained with us throughout the evening. When, reluctantly leaving the festive board, they patronisingly shook hands with us and congratulated us on the success of our efforts as host, we - well, we blushingly and

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meekly accepted these tokens of royal favour.

The exciting time began when we came to the Toastlist. By the way, we felt relieved that no ladies were present - not that we did n't wish they were, for they were present and uppermost in our thoughts and speeches - but because we had eighteen toasts to drink! And although their dainty little appetites would in no wise have been injured by the supper, yet we feared the effects of 18 toasts upon their little drinkitites! Hence our relief at their absence.

The Freshman-Chairman was a credit to us. The august assemblage of Principal, Provost, Faculty, Alumni and Seniors had no deterrent effect on him. Whilst he made his "Opening Remarks by the Chairman" our eyes proudly rested on him; noted his every movement - his violent and repeated thrusting on his left hand into his pocket, his convulsive clutching at his gown, his tremulous gasps and disjointed sentences in which he told

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