Page 11 - 1911 November - To Dragma

1 0 TO DRAGMA OF ALPHA OMICRON PI

A BIT OF CAMPUS LIFE

The freshman sat at her third story window, in the A © I I
house, and stared into the heart of the yellow sunset over the red-
wood-pierced sky line of the Coast Range. The sun had disappeared
behind a clump of the huge trees, and for a few moments their
shadows were projected mightily against the sky. To her high
window came the manifold notices of "The Row," which is most
alive at dusk, on warm evenings, between dinner and the time for
really settling down to study.

Up the Row, the Sigma Chis and Kappas vied with each other
in the latest songs, varied now and then, with a lively college tune.
An obedient Beta freshman arduously watered the Beta lawn,
while his "brothers," from the comfortable seclusion of the vine-
covered porch offered advice and encouragement. Across the street
the Phi Delts, with their ever present baseball, madly raced their
game with the fading light, loath to give up their friendly monopoly
of the Delta Gamma lawn.

Below, in the Alpha Theta yard, under the protecting shade of a
walnut tree, the quiet mumble of voices told of the arrival of some
upperclassman's caller. From the open windows of the second
floor the calls of the girls—broken into by the joyous song of piano
and mandolin—made, altered, and made again their plans for the
evening.

Surely, thought the freshman, nowhere else in the world was such
a street of youth, leisure and light heartedness. This was an eddy
where the swift and troubled waters of the world did not enter.
This realization of her long cherished dreams of college was a
thousand times greater than any picture her imagination had painted.

The shadows came -out and took possession of the room. The
Row was quiet now, save for a few stragglers hastening to the
library, and every window gleamed with light. Reluctantly, the
freshman pressed the switch by her table, took up her Greek epic
and began to work.

I t may have been half an hour later, when the electric lights
grew suddenly red and dim, flickered for a second and went out.
Instantly, from all over the Campus, went up howls of rage from
hundreds of baffled pursuers of knowledge. They were formless
yells of protest at first, but then from a nearby "frat house" was
roared a magic word by a throat that must have done mighty
service in cheering on the hosts of the Cardinal.

"Pee—rade!" was the shout, and house answered house as roosters