AT THE CORNER OF LOVERS' LANE
reached the other end and emerged from under the dense foliage, it seemed light by comparison; they no longer trod one another's heels. Here they stopped, close to the corner of another broad road, and stretched out in the shadow on the grassy slope of the lane-side. "Now, then," said one of them, "we have every approach into town guarded. Let 'em come."
"Well, they won't come at all if you talk so loud," said another gathering some dead leaves for a cushion. "Sound carries on a still night like this."
"They" referred, of course, to certain Freshmen for whom this and several similar gangs were lying in wait, stationed like sentries within signalling distance of each other around the whole town. And the Freshmen's object was to smuggle into Princeton a large edition of proclamations, so called, which they would post with great delight on every pastable portion of the borough—to be pulled down with dispatch and indignation as fast as they were found by insulted Sophomores—while similar bands of consci-
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