Mrs. Muldooney’s is by all means the most desirable place. It is crowded, hot, noisy, expensive, and not particularly nourishing. Mrs. Muldooney is a tall, grim, steel-armored old cruiser of sixty-five, with dark-blue hair, who doles out eleven canned cherries to every man at luncheon and sends in word from the kitchen that there aren’t any more. She tries to collect twenty-five cents when you have a guest; but as you promptly disown your guest, she is usually foiled. Her place, however, is always crowded with Freshmen, and I ought to go there. ALLOWANCE My allowance is generous. It ought to satisfy my every need; but it won’t. TEAMS, CREWS, SOCIETIES, PAPERS Try enthusiastically but not too seriously to take part in everything. In this way you find out what kind of amusement really amuses you—which as you grow older is a source of great content. FRIENDS Friends, in the true sense of the word, are divine accidents beyond all human control. You will probably meet with four or five such accidents in your college career. For the rest—be polite to everybody, and you will soon have the satisfaction of knowing that your position, both in the University and in the world, is, at least, unique. CLUBS _Vide supra_, under "Friends." I was just going to ask him something else, when we heard Mrs. Chester exclaiming,— "Land sakes, if it ain’t Mr. Duggie! I saw the light from Mis’ Buckson’s parlor." "Hello, you dear old buzzard! How dare you turn me out in the cold this way?" he called to her; and as she came in, he jumped up and took both her hands. "I ’m so glad to see you again." She gave him a little push, and looked pleased. "Law, Mr. Duggie—how you talk! He’s got real fleshy—ain’t he?" she added, looking at me. She asked him where he ’d been all summer, and he told her he ’d been off shooting in the Rocky Mountains, and had brought her a breastpin made of an elk’s tooth that she’d have to wear on Sundays when she went to see her married daughter in Somerville. I thought I ought to leave, but did not know how to interrupt them exactly; so I turned and examined some silver cups on the mantelpiece. There were five beauties, but I could n’t make out the inscriptions on them. "You ’ve had lots of visitors the last few days. They kept a-comin’ to find out when you ’ll be back. The Dean was here to-day—a real sociable gentleman, aren’t he?—and he wants you to go right ’round and see him as soon as you can. And yesterday that little man—I forget his name—oh, you know, he’s the President of the Crimson—came to find out about something. He said you were the only one who could tell him. And then there ’ve been lots of young men to see about the football—oh, my, just crowds of them, and they all left notes. I ’ll run down and get them, and then I ’ll put up your bed."