At 7.15 o'clock tomorrow night, in a certain remote, dark, dank and inaccessible portion of Cambridge, commonly known as the Baseball Cage on Soldiers Field, certain heretofore staid, upright persons, the Class of 1916, will gather for a Junket. The Regimental Band, that aggregation of the world's most unusual musicians, will lead the way thither from the cliff-dwellings in the Yard, and will furnish sweet music while the erstwhile students disport themselves, seeking amusement in one of the many ways which will be provided for them. No less than two (2) Ethiopian Blackamoors will offer their carborundum co-cos to the onslaughts of Senior aim; no less than twenty-six (26) ingenious contrivances will dare the might of Senior strength. Games of more or less chance, games of wisdom, games of skill; these and many more will constitute the program, and the tariff on each will be pitifully small. A w. k. beverage will also be dispensed free.
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