Perry letters

onslaught. After, as I have said before, tumbling about for a brief period they were lined up. At a given signal they rushed at each other and a hopeless struggle ensued. Each seemed to have a particular grudge against his nearest neighbor and in the excitement of the occasion proceeded to wreak summary vengeance upon him.

The result was interesting. After an hour's carnage the "sport(?)" was discontinued and they were separated from the sturdy embrace of one another.

What a sight they presented.

They had entered the field with bright, clean garments with waving crests and breasts bearing with the victory which they supposed was already theirs. They retired after the fray, with lowered heads, disheveled hair, sunken bosoms and clothes that evidently had seen far better days.

A large number of people were out to see the two teams play against one another.

There was a bus from Belmont, a crowd of Professors in one corner, and upon the improvised grandstand sat the timit but applauding co-eds. Scattered around the edge of the athletic grounds

were many groups of admiring students.

I was very sorry that I was unable to go down to the city yesterday, but had it not been for that rain Friday which made the roads muddy, and for that preparation for the examination I would have ridden down on my wheel. However I shall be down next Saturday or Friday in order to attend C.E. which has not had the pleasure of my company for three weeks.

Saturday night is going

to be devoted to exercises in honor of the University at the Mechanic's Pavilion, and of course I'll have to take that in.

Tell my little brother, (small in stature) and my little sister that I'll write as soon as possible, but that Mama comes first and they afterwards. I may have time to write after church this evening.

Tell Claude to write soon, as I'd like to hear from him, and how he is making out at school and with my route. I have some interesting news to tell him concerning someone whom he

thinks a great deal of. And I wont tell him what it is until he writes. Tell him that I miss him more than he thinks, and that I never realized I loved him as a true brother until after I had gone away from home. Strange! isn't it! Tell him also, in fun, that I send my love to Olga.

Elmo and Martha wrote me a letter last week which was greatly appreciated. I am so glad that they are both so happy. Tell Elmo that his advice is well taken, but