University of Nashville - Garnet and Blue Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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i will last several minutes-but you have not asked if I know your relatives in Virginia, nor told me of your experiences when you first came here. UNO. I begin to see light ahead. Seriously, do you like the place? Is it what you anticipated ? . Is any place ever that? ' It is better to travel hopefully than to arrive,' you know. Yes. Usually the first few weeks here are the hardest of the whole course, and new students are likely to get discouraged. Did you get off a lot of work P Nary an hour! Then dramatically: Do you solemnly promise never to reveal what I am about to tell you ? Tortures should not drag it forth. She leaned toward him and whispered: I am not so bright as I look. I really know very littledthat is valuable, then laughed merrily. Oh, but I don't believe that, he replied, laughing with her. I've been trying to decide on your class. You're a junior. 'iXVhy a junior? :I Well, in the first place, it is very evident that you are not a Freshman. How ? Don't fish. Then you are not a Sophomore. You have not imparted a particle of use- ful information, nor called the instructors by their Christian names, nor patted me on the head--metaphorically, of course, I mean. Did I never, for even a little moment, have a chance of being adjudged a Senior ? Oh, no! You are much too friendly-and not bored. No, I'm not bored. Have you discovered the distinguishing marks of the juniors ? No-o-I hadn't. XVhy have you not met me before ? I didn't know it was you. The girl fiashed him a bright glance. Then: Although I will not look, I have a pre- sentiment that Mr. Bates is approaching with a Freshman from Arkansas, or someone, he whispered. 'Tis true, 'tis pity, 'tis true, she cried, with a little, despairing gesture. And the Junior arose and made way for a tall, dreamy-eyed, melancholy-looking boy, who took the vacant seat with an air of weary indifference. it ll v A Senior! I'll gush, to herself. Aloud: Isn't this just perfectly lovely? I do enjoy these receptions so much. , I-er-can't say that I do. I used to attend them when I first came to college, but I have not much time for this sort of thing now. Oh, you are not a Freshman! H I'm a Senior. . Oh!! So it is beneath your dignity to take an interest in ' this sort of thing! ' Not exactly. At the university at home it isn't proper for a Senior to recognize a Fresman until after the third introduction. What is the limit here ? But just here the President's gavel interposed to save the Senior from any further irrev- erence. 'He waited with the air of one determined to do his whole duty until the girl's escort appeared, then escaped. The reception was over. 56363356992

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