The Undergraduates' Supper.

In spite of Mr. Gamble's somewhat unjust comparison between students and gentlemen—a comparison expressed to the Students' Association when the latter approached him in regard to a supper last year,—the said Mr. Gamble was by some miracle—a quite unmysterious miracle we believe—prevailed upon to accommodate a horde of students in his rooms in Willis Street on the night of June 7th when the undergrads' sedate festivity took place. Prof. Boyd-Wilson presided in his usual happy manner. Into the details of the affair we will not go. Sufficient to say that the food was good, but rather remarkable, we thought, for its absence than for its presence in quantities ample enough to sustain all those present; we were entertained by song, recitation, violin and flute; we drank numerous toasts; we listened to speeches by Prof. Von. Zedlitz, Prof. Boyd-Wilson, Mr. Forde, Mr. Rollings. Mr. Platts Mills, and several others whose names we forget, though not their eloquence; we sang the College songs with a praiseworthy amount of joie de vivre; finally those who so felt inclined adjourned up the hill to the College gymnasium where dancing was indulged in to a late hour. Altogether quite a bright function.