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ss. Each of the instructors has a certain number of bo

doors with such air, such views, such food! Those who are hungry pitch right in; those with little appetite begin to eat, gaining a love for the foo

vantage of it. We see them, running here and there, looking for their bags

f the bureau, who since infancy have been washed, combed, brushed and dressed by fon

together and run down to the lake. No shutting of windows and taking a bath in a torrid temperature, with some one handy to rub your back, following that with an alcohol rub. I guess not. You go into water that sparkles, slop around if you cannot swim; swim around if you canno

just touch the dirty places lightly and depend upon the towel to do the rest. Sometimes he sits down in the tub and doesn't wash at

knowledge that you cannot go in when you want to, but must wait until the pro

a tank, under cover, with no currents or wind or shoaling water to impede one's movements. That is why so many boys have to find out for themselv

to come and rest in their shade; the Campus begs for your company; baseball diamonds plead for just one game; tennis courts spread their nets to catch the player; basketball courts coax with their goals on high; the running track dares you to sprint just once around. What, with flags floating, sun shining, life

? He surely can put his share in order when the shadows begin to fall. He uses up a roll of films without much result, because in his hurry to snapshot the e

to the sensitive nerves, still with the best of intentions he tightens the keys, looks up at the ridge pole for inspiration and lets her go. He may play some selection from Beethoven or Chopin in a way to touch one's heart, causing work to cease w

elf-respecting feeling in its wooden heart likes to look new. It feels that its chief charm is to be useful more than ornamental, and if you are at all doubtful about the sympathetic feeling between a baseball bat and a good player, then just go to any one of the good games and watch the batters. Many a time have I been amused at their antics. They take up an

one special line of work, so may even a piece of wood be better fitted to form a plank that stays in one place, while an

the game. They will go without meals, play at all hours, and are as greedy as can be about holding on to courts. Yet tennis could be made

n, finds a partner, runs, jumps and leaps all afternoon after two little white

and tennis for yo

here is the boy who wants a bo

hen they held us on their laps, just rocking so slowly and easily that we felt as if we cuddled up to her, her arms tight around us (as though to ward off all evil), and our head leaning on her breast, that heaven itself could offer nothing sweeter than this-indee

up to the blue heavens? He probably is planning wonderful things to do when he

to ask for it, and is perfectly happy if you grant permission. He is evidently descende

am at the vessel's bow. Again cutting through the water, half-submerged, how like a shark chasing its prey, this may consist of some harmless old female, who is gently ambling along. The first thing she knows some monster of the deep has grabbed her by the leg and is dragging her under water. She shrieks as

to scorch the tender skin of the city youth. It is useless to warn them about stripping all their clothes off too soon. How are they going to get a good coat of tan on by the end of the s

e justice to it. Afterwards they lounge around for a

l, and both front and back flaps of the tent are wide open to the breezes. Just half an hour is allowed to prepare for bed. Then the bugler sounds "Taps," the most beautiful call of all. Lights go out and silence rei