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Advocate.

"Old Mother Advocate" finishes out a round quarter-century with the number which appears today and "as hale and hearty as ever" is the salutation we would extend to her on this, her twenty-fifth anniversary. The editorials of the tenth number, concise and to the point, deal with such familiar questions as "The Statistics in the President's Report Concerning Scholarship," "The President on Athletics," the much abused "Athletic Committee" (whose action the Advocate thinks usually for the best). "Management of Teams," "Lawrence Scientific School," and "Class Day Elections."

Under the head of "Topics of the Day," an able plea is made for attendance at the morning chapel services, even if one attends simply to secure "a little quiet meditation and daydreaming." The article is an unaffected expression of thoughts and reveries which come to many of us.

The remainder or the number is by no means illuminated with the coruscations of genius. The leading story of the number, "Behind the Curtain," is a whimsical character sketch of an exceedingly prurient young man and a young lady a la mode,-at least we should judge the young man to be prurient, as the point of view is from behind a curtain in the young lady's boudoir. There is a rather vivid description of this room given in the first part, but taken as a whole the sketch reminds one of a judicious mixture of Town Topics and Algernon Swinburne.

"The Man Who Would be Free" is a brief sketch of individual procrastination.

"College Kodaks" are by no means scintillating, although the pen-picture of the Holworthy man's High School girl, "fancy-free in modern-maiden meditation of geometry and Cicero" has a certain charm of expression.

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"The Skipper's Tale" is a short war story, related by a Yankee, whose dialect is not always consistent. The not particularly brilliant touch of semiprofanity at the close of the article does not add to its force.

"A Night Watch" is a yachting sketch, told in a straight-forward manner.

"In Tenebris," the only verse of the number,-for it is not a poem-is a sonnet on the lofty subject of mid-year examinations. A sonnet is not usually considered the fittest metrical form for persiflage of this character.

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