Now that the gloomy clouds of the examination period darken our days. We are all prone to be in a rather irritable frame of mind, and are apt to become excited over trifles which pass unheeded in happier times. This state of feeling has been shown in past years by incessant complaints of the thought-lessness of those musically-inclined students who persist in keeping up a vigorous course of piano or violin practice during examination time, greatly to the annoyance and indignation of their temporarily studious neighbors. But this year there seems to be a lull in this species of vexation. Our sanctum is still the receptacle of communications complaining of examination rooms too hot, or of examination rooms too cold: we are still urged to continue the agitation of the plank walk question, but, up to date, we have not received a single complaint about the piano fiend. Can it be that the musical men have loafed more than usual this season? Or are we to believe that a spirit of forbearance has crept in among them? We are led to hope that the latter solution of the problem is the true one.