It hardly seems becoming in the freshmen to engage in an uproarious entertainment in one of the largest dormitories while all the upper-classmen are busy in the depths of a semiannual grind. To have seventy lively young men running up and down stairs, or singing in a single room is a little apt to distract the minds of those less enjoyably engaged. At any other time of the year it could easily be put up with as an evidence of superfluous an animal spirits; but in examination time it is rather trying.

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