The Hui Marae.

On the 28th November the Hui Marae held a bridge evening to raise funds for the common room. At supper-time the guest of honour paralysed the attentive committee by preferring tea to the good rich coffee provided. But stout hearts know no defeat, and happily Brookie was not there to guard the precincts of the professors. Rapidly foraging figures soon returned triumphant, and fragrant tea testified to the good taste of a certain professor, and saved our reputaiton.

Our next meeting, on the 24th of this month, was in a beautiful newly-papered common room, hung with our lovely pictures and adorned with hydrangeas and magnolias.

Our weary Pen did his best at this second bridge party to deal with the tournament billeting difficulty. Who would have believed that Margaret would fail to listen sympathetically to such a speaker? One loquacious red-headed woman seemed not to have noticed that someone else was talking. The speaker turned away dejected, having for solo encouragement the brightly expressed desire of a daughter of a highly-placed legal official to dispose of unsympathteic parents in order to help him. She feared, though, they would be immovable.

Both bridge parties were a success, and our pleasantly refreshed room is paid for. If it is to remain good to live in, please, women of Victoria, soften down and cultivate a few gentle manners. Above all, in the name of posterity we implore you do not put your feet up against the new and precious wallpaper, or strike matches on the pictures.