Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1897-07-21

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 It frequently happens, said 8 col. lege graduate, that different chapters of the same Greek letter fraternity, sit uated at different colleges develop diff ferent characteristics. All of these SO. eieties, think, are organized to eneour- age literary pursuits. I mean that's what the constitutions say. As 8 mat ter Of fact, the literary element is rath. CT lost sight of in most cases in the stress of having jolly good time. When convention time comes round, however, the chapters that have main tained their literary quality come to the fore, and the others have to put up bluff by sending as delegates men who have high standing as scholars or elsa take very back seat.
 The chapter to which l belonged was located at a country college, and in some way or other it had acquired q reputation ill the fraternity of being es- sentially nonliterary, and, in fact, rath- CT sporty ill character This was Sc much the case that in my junior year there was a movement on foot to expel or suspend our chapter from the frater- nity. We weren't very strong in high stand men and couldn't even scare up two to go es delegates to the eonven- tion. Another man and myself were finally selected for this function as the most unsophisticated looking members of the chapter
 As usual in such cases, a special train was made up to start from the westernmost chapter and to pick up as many of the other delegations as could be arranged on it's way to the convention city. We were among the more remote chapters, and when we boarded the train there was only one other delegaz tion on board, composed of three mem bers. We sighed when we saw big boxes of bottled beer in the freight car and reflected on the elaborate instructions we had received from our constituents. We were primed fer the occasion. My companion, Forbes, had Q classical vol. unae in each side pocket of his coat and there were ink stains on his fingers. had borrowed from classmate medal given for scholarship, and this had rather ostentatiously hung on my watch chain.
 We soon made the acquaintance of the other three delegates and joined them i'll their stateroom. Before long they proposed q game of poker, and one of them produced pack of cards. Forbes said he didn't play, retired to a corner, pulled out copy of Gladstone's Landmarks of Homeric Study and after gazing thoughtfally ont of the window for a moment Or two apparently became absorbed in it. 1 admired his conception of the part, but I couldn' t bring myself to break up the game, and that's what it meant, for every body knows there's no fun in three handed poker. Besides, there were only three delegates on the train to witness my fall. l said I didn't play, but had seen the game and thought 1t looked inter- esting. was willing to learn.
 When we got started, there was q demand for buck, and I unhitched the scholarship medal and dropped it into the pot as q good means of calling at tention to it. Everything went on swimmingly for awhile. I had outra- geous luck and won pot after pot, so they were confirmed in the idea that 1 was g beginner. After awhile one Of the other delegates got away with jack pot, and while he was waiting for the cards to be dealt he picked up the medal and glanced carelessly at the obyerse side. I hadn't examined it particularly, but [ found out afterward that it bore this neat inscription: Garrett ]. Gardner, Weymouth University, Glass of '87.
 The delegate started and looked at me with q glance that was first mysti- fled and then suspicious.
 ( I beg your pardon, Brother Gard ner, he said, with touch of sarcasm. I thought you said your name was Hawkins, and we've all been calling you that right along.
 There was smothered guffaw from behind the Landmarks of Homerio Study. and l saw the jig was up. We made a clean breast of it, and Forbes sat into the game, making 1t five hand ed, which, of course, is the ideal game We didn't lose any time sending for ward for q consignment of that bottled beer, and the floor was strewn with dead Indians when the train filled up with other delegates, and they crowded around to watch the game.
 "Our elaborate bluff hadn' worked, and the convention opened with our chapter in just as bad odor as before, but we had made stanch supporters of the three delegates and some other kind ly spirits who had joined us on the train They all went to work like bea- vers, and when our case was taken up in the convention we had a good work ing majority which sustained our char ter with whoop. "--New York Sun. Must Have Been Very Bad. In this day of slang and slipshod English it is quite refreshing to find one