To hear the way those Orchids mocked;
For they made fun of Boston ways,
And called good men Provincial Jays!
The end must come to such a story,
Gone is the wicked Orchids' glory;
The room was raided by police,
One night, for breaches of the Peace
(There had been laughter, long and loud,
In Boston this is not allowed),
And there, the sergeant of the squad
Found awful evidence--my God!--
Fitz-Willieboy McFlubadub,
The Regent of the Orchids' Club,
Had written on the window-sill,
This shocking outrage--"Beacon H--ll!"




A LETTER FROM HOME[4]

_From the Princess Boo-Lally, at Gumbo Goo, South Sea Islands, to Her
Brother, Prince Umbobo, a Sophomore at Yale._

BY WALLACE IRWIN


"It is spring, my dear Umbobo,
On the isle of Gumbo Goo,
And your father, King Korobo,