IV. Undergrads.' Supper.

The undergrads.' supper straggled in in the rear of a scattered bunch of Capping festivities—"last, loneliest, exquisite, apart," as Rudyard Kipling lied generously in another connection. The lions of the evening ranged themselves at the long table that Messrs. Gamble and Creed had thoughtfully provided. We others disposed ourselves variously about the room. Jules Malfroy fell upon the floor, the rest of us upon the salad and cakes. The King was drunk. So was the College. But before the latter toast could be honoured Mr. J. Nicholls vented a grievance. He had entered Victoria College in all innocence. He had found the place given up to learning. He felt like John Bunyan's Christian in Doubting Castle (if they knew what he meant) with Professor Despair for overlord. Could not something be done about it? Had his audience read Tennyson's "Princess"? There was an education now. What? They had not read it! Very well, had they been to Miss Baber's? There should be more social intercourse, amicitia magis sapientia, a Chair of Social Intercourse. Mr. Nicholl's vision of the future faded. Mr. Yaldwyn took up the cudgels, and proposed the Profs. What would the College be without them? Utopia. Eden, yes Eden. Personally, he liked them very well privately, but publicly—no. They were one of the afflictions due to the Pall. Professor Boyd-Wilson defended the Profs. Without them there would be no students, none at all. He had degrees of affection for students. Footballers and trampers lay nearest his heart. He proceeded to draw a ground plan of his heart. Mr. Lockie rose to propose the toast of the graduates. He also had a heart. Those who scraped through degrees were nearest his. Mr. Byrne thanked the under-graduates on behalf of the graduates. He exhorted his fellow-graduates to join the Graduates' Association. Yes, he had joined himself. Mr. Baume Avound up the proceedings Avith an announcement that the lower room would be available for dancing until 11.30 p.m. The usual solicitude for the King's salvation was expressed feelingly, and the assembly dispersed to the shrines of Morpheus and Terpichore variously. Mr. Baume and an efficient committee saw that the proceedings ran smoothly, and Mr. L. Daniells and Miss Pigou enlivened the tedium tunefully.