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EDITOR'S TABLE.

The Saint knocked rather faintly on the door of the Sanctum.

"I had something to say to you," he began, hesitatingly, "that I feel rather doubtful about. You see, I have been reading the New York papers,-"

"You make me very anxious," I said. "There have been so many things of late in the New York papers."

"I do not refer to scandal," he replied, quickly, "though I must admit that the much-quoted attitude of the Alumni Weekly seemed to me a trifle, er.-"

"-Like the boy who felt it his duty to teach the parrot what not to say?" I inquired.

"Exactly!" said the Saint, "and the New York papers, in their role of the parrot, learned their lesson well. But I understand that the Post accuses my honorable magazine of judging contributors on a basis of cubic capacity!"

"Yet," said I, "the gentleman who breaks twenty clay pigeons into three pieces each is considered a better marksman than his rival who breaks one pigeon into sixty pieces, and misses all the rest, is he not?" "True enough," said the Saint, "if you consider the contributions to Our Magazine sufficiently equal so that they are like to each other as one pigeon to another, but I suppose the Post meant that under the present system there was but little chance for the Superlative Marksman, who would hit hard and then stop shooting."

"-Yet it seems to me one of the best things about undergraduate Yale life in the year 1901, that it is not fashionable for the Superlative Marksman to stop shooting."

"This sounds just a bit high colored and picturesque to me," said the Saint, laughing; "-still, on the whole, I feel quite justified in accepting your apology!"

HOLLY AND MISTLETOE.

Holly and mistletoe bring in together,

Signs of the season-signs of the weather;

Clusters of mistletoe's silvery berries,

White as the snowflakes the stormy wind carries;

Wreaths of red holly in festive attire,

Bright as Youth's hope and Love's dear desire-
Emblems of winter, all cold and all drear,

Emblems of Yule-tide, all warmth and all cheer!

-M. N. in the Kalends.

POLARIS.

On a lonely watch, with the wild waters free
And the wild winds blowing tempestuously,

How oft, his hard-earned course to mark,
Hath the steersman's eye looked up unto thee,
While his reeling ship met the rising sea,
Then plunged straight onward through the dark!

-Williams Literary Monthly.

THE HILL ORCHARD.

Long shadows lie across the grass.

The grass is deep and still,
Cool-bladed in the level light
Across the orchard hill.

Down alley roofed with apple-boughs,
And ending in the sky,

Strikes poignantly the blue of hills
That far in quiet lie.

O hush thee, hush thee, heart of mine;
Thou too be still at last!

The spreading shadows meet and merge

In dusk that gathers fast.

-The Vassar Miscellany.

SUB STELLIS.

Now magic stillness holds the charmed night,
A dull, low mist broods on the water's edge,
Where laps the laggard ripple through the sedge
And tangled reeds. Anon, a fleeting light
The fire-fly flashes far in roving flight.

No drowsy cricket wakes the silent hedge;
The placid spring brims softly o'er the ledge
Where lilies nod, which were the day's delight.
A passing breeze-the midnight's sighing breath-
Sweeps by, and Nature murmurs in her sleep,
But slumbers on till break the reddening skies.
Thus some sweet-tonéd lyre the Poet's death
Has silenced, yet a mystic strain may leap
From untouched strings where music ever lies.

-Wesleyan Lit.

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THE YALE LITERARY MAGAZINE.-Conducted by the Students of Yale University. This Magazine established February, 1836, is the oldest college periodical in America; entering upon its Sixty-Sixth Volume with the number for October, 1900. It is published by a board of Editors, annually chosen from each successive Senior Class. It thus may be fairly said to represent in its general articles the average literary culture of the university. In the Notabilia college topics are thoroughly discussed, and in the Memorabilia it is intended to make a complete record of the current events of college life; while in the Book Notices and Editor's Table, contemporary publications and exchanges receive careful attention.

Contributions to its pages are earnestly solicited from students of all departments, and may be sent through the Post Office. They are due the 1st of the month. If rejected, they will be returned to their writers, whose names will not be known outside the Editorial Board. A Gold Medal of the value of Twenty-five Dollars, for the best written Essay, is offered for the competition of all undergraduate subscribers, at the beginning of each academic year.

The Magazine is issued on the 15th day of each month from October to June, inclusive; nine numbers form the annual volume, comprising at least 360 pages. The price is $3.00 per volume, 35 cents per single number. All subscriptions must be paid in advance, directly to the Editors, who alone can give receipts therefor. Upon the day of publication the Magazine is promptly mailed to all subscribers. Single numbers are on sale at the Cooperative Store, Back numbers and volumes can be obtained from the Editors.

A limited number of advertisements will be inserted. The character and large circulation of the Magazine render it a desirable medium for all who would like to secure the patronage of Yale students.

All communications, with regard to the editorial management of the periodical, must be addressed to the EDITORS OF THE YALE LITERARY MAGAZINE, New Haven, Conn.

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ON THE TREATMENT OF THE SCOURGE.

VERY long time ago, when there were many kings and few scientists, St. George rid England of a scourge, and thereby won much renown. Yet I have often wondered if he was wise in so doing,-wise from his own standpoint, no doubt, since fame is pleasing,—but wise from the standpoint of the commonwealth. If there were still some dark ravine in South Wales, or some out-of-the-way corner of Cromartyshire, where it was radically unsafe to venture after dark, I, for one, should like it much better, for then we should have something to talk about on the chilly March evenings, as we sit drinking our ale before the fire at the Three Tuns.

The scourge with a reputation, and that is a thing wonderfully soon acquired,―lives in a glamor of romance that is charming. Seen alike by no two persons, possibly because they do not wait long enough to get a good look, there is much diversity in the respective accounts of Hodge, who strayed on the forbidden ground looking for lost cattle, and of Moll, who, being over-bold, ventured into the glen

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