Admonition from one of the Fellowes (who was the Principall of
the Undergraduats and Postmasters) that all things should be
carried in good Order. While they were at Supper in the Hall,
the Cook (Will. Noble) was making the lesser of the brass pots
full of Cawdle at the Freshmens Charge; which, after the Hall
was free from the Fellows, was brought up and set before the
Fire in the said Hall. Afterwards every Freshman, according to
seniority, was to pluck off his Gowne and Band, and if possible
to make himself look like a Scoundrell. This done, they were
conducted each after the other to the high Table, and there made
to stand on a Forme placed thereon; from whence they were to
speak their Speech with an audible voice to the Company: which,
if well done, the person that spoke it was to have a Cup of
Cawdle and no _salted Drinke_; if indifferently, some Cawdle and
some _salted Drinke_; but if dull, nothing was given to him but
_salted Drinke_ or _salt_ put in College Bere, with Tucks to
book. Afterwards when they were to be admitted into the
Fraternity, the Senior Cook was to administer to them an Oath
over an old Shoe, part of which runs thus: _Item tu jurabis,
quot penniless bench non visitabis, &c._: the rest is forgotten,
and none there are that now remembers it. After which spoken
with gravity, the Freshman kist the Shoe, put on his Gowne and
Band, and took his place among the Seniors."

Mr. Wood gives part of his speech, which is ridiculous enough. It
appears that it was so satisfactory that he had cawdle and sack without
and salted drink. He concludes thus:--

"This was the way and custome that had been used in the College,
time out of mind, to initiate the Freshmen; but between that