Heap-swearing Fox, stroke, Heap-pull Charley, 4,

Big-muscle Jack, 2, Ten-handed Ox, 5,

Two-fisted Buffalo, 3, Red-eyed Sam, bow.

Ah Sin Crew (Chinese), of Ah Sin University, Mariposa,

California.

Pullee-Bullee, stroke, Yum-Yum, 4,

Chow-Chow, 2, Shang-Hy, 5,

Hoop-La, 3, Jim-Jam, bow.

The course was a straight-away one, three miles in length. Precisely at three o'clock, as the starting-gun was fired, two thousand eight hundred and ninety-five oars were dipped simultaneously into the water with a unison that was truly grand.

Vassar immediately took the lead, closely pushed by Ah Sin; at the end of the first mile Harvard was 498th, having passed Wesleyan, - a circumstance which gave rise to much profanity among the members of this usually orthodox University.

At the end of the second mile Vassar was still ahead, leading Ah Sin by five lengths; Harvard, however, had now gained the 497th place, our colored brethren, by strict attention to business, having succeeded in passing Yale.

Deafening cheers for Harvard greeted this achievement. Bets of two to one were offered that she would not come in last, when an unlooked-for circumstance took place which eventually gave the victory to our College. When three fourths of a mile from the stake-boat, the Indian crew, spurting, overhauled the Chinamen, and through the carelessness of Jim-Jam, the bow-oar of Ah Sin, the two boats fouled; the boats which were closely following these two crews, in endeavoring to avoid a collision with them, fouled each other, and in an incredibly short space of time the course became completely blocked, over 490 boats being hopelessly entangled, - Vassar ahead, clear of the general confusion, and rowing beautifully.

Harvard, being twenty lengths behind the boats, had ample time to avoid the labyrinth of entangled crews, which opportunity she improved by making a wide detour.

Yale and Wesleyan followed the example set by their swarthy rival, while Vassar now led all three by half a mile. Suddenly Heap-swearing Fox, stroke of the Indian crew, drew a tomahawk from his belt, and with an appalling yell buried it in the brain of the unfortunate Jim-Jam.