The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1905-08-31
A FRESHMAN AT u. OF N.

You were so sleepy the next morn
ing that you almost decided to go to
sleep again and not mind about your
breakfast, but upon consultation you
had thought that the two Seniors
might think you were afraid or asham-
ed, and that would never do at all, for
you were sure you were neither. To be
sure, you had not enjoyed the perform
ance of the night before, nor did you
desire to repeat it, but you comforted
each other with the assurance that
every dog has his day and one would
not be Freshman forever.
The atmosphere was rather uncom-
Portable at the breakfast table, how
ever, for the upper classmen grinned
broad and knowing grins and asked if
you enjoyed your walk. You thought
the least they could have, done
would have been to keep still-you had
not yet learned the system of give and
take" which forms an essential feature
of the uncatalogued course in college
mans training. Everybody laughed
when Jack said that he had seldom en-
joyed a walk so much as the one he
took the night before-when he came
homeland after that the fellows gave
you little advice about your first
chapel, which you had noticed by the
bulletin board was to be at 1130 that
morning.
You had rather looked forward to
chapel as an ordeal and were relieved :
when you met the Junior coming out
of his fraternity house just as you
were going up to the campus. He
walked along with you and, as you had
almost half an hour to spare, you went
into the library at his suggestion.
Y GU both felt embarrassed and general
ly foolish as you entered the big
room, whose chair-surrounded tables
we're Systematically arranged with piles
Of newspapers, magazines, pamphlets,
etc. After a hurried glance around the
70 ON the Junior led you over to table
near the magazine case, where the
room was less crowded, and sitting
down between you and Jack gave you a
few pointers about the library, the |
/ ifferent classes of literature on the
various tables, and other information |
W hich placed you among the sophisti- |
Gated ones so far as library lore was
You had taken maya
Z inc down from the shelves, but used |
as 'blind," for you were too much |
interested in the place and people to |
re ad. Over in the corner half dozen |
girls were seated, intent on their maya |
zines or carrying on conversation in |
whispers. "She" knew girl up here,
and you wondered if she was there,
and what she was like, and if you
would ever meet her.
The Junior had seen some friends |
across the room, and so when the bell |
over in Wingate rang and everybody
started for the door you and Jack fol- |
lowed. Over in Alumni you wished
that you could shrink into nothing, for
you felt that everybody was
looking at you and recalling how you
had looked and sounded the night be-
pre-. You got up the stairs somehow
and stumbled into seat at the back of
the big chair-filled room. You were in
of course in your surround
ings, but you hardly dared to look up
into the choir loft from which the
solemn strains from the big organ were
filling the place, or at the class banners
hung around the room. You had be-
come separated from Jack and the fell
lows near you we're all strangers, but