2 THE ACORN There They are scrambling for the ball under the home team's basket now one man is uncovered and has the ball. There it goes into the basket no, it hit the edge and bounced off. Now Granite's forwards are passing it down toward their basket. See! The center has it and into the basket it goes. Cheer after cheer is raised by the visitors as the ball reaches the center again, but Weber is silent save one or two "ahs" and "ohs." Now they give a few good yells to encourage our boys. There goes the ball from one end of the hall to the other. Now one side has it now the other. A basket for us! One for them and the whistle blows for time. The score is 6 to 4 in favor of the visitors. The second half is on and both teams are fighting fiercely with more vigor and determination than ever before. The ball is shot from corner to corner, while the cheering is kept up constantly. Four minutes left and the score is 10 to 10. Only one more basket for either side and-one minute! There! Look! Our forwards are passing it down the field, and into out basket it goes. Hurrah for Weber. Hurrah for the team! Boys and girls rush madly to the field and carry off the team, shouting; "Team! Gym! Weber!" The gymnasium is ours. THE ACORN The Washington Party It is a cold, stormy night without, but within a warm, cozy fire in a large, cheery room, with a dozen lessons to prepare for tomorrow. There will be examinations in chemistry, geology and all the rest. How my mind wanders and how drowsy I get! This Morris chair is too comfortable, for I am getting benumbed and my lessons are far away a mere speck in the distance. I hear faint music and the shuffle of feet my lessons have entirely disappeared. "Now which dress shall I wear? This yellow brocade satin is the one. My powdered wig is all ready. Please help me with these court plasters and the velvet ribbon neck band. There's the bell now will I do ? good-bye." Is this our Academy dance hall? It doesn't look the same these beautiful decorations make it appear like ancient history. Naturally the red, white and blue predominates, our glorious flag making the most beautiful decorations that can be found. The hatchets and cherry trees go well with the flags and are so artistically arranged. All is such a maze of beauty that it fairly dazzles one to look at it. But, yes, this must be the Weber Academy, for there's Prof. McKendrick all in George Washington costume; knee breeches, big buckles on shoes, powdered periwig and coccked hat. He displays many of the characteristics of our first president, but I fear a comparison of photographs would show no resemblance. Is it possible that that music comes from our own orchestra? Sure enough, they are all George Washington's from Prof. Nickols down. I wonder if it affects the top of one's head to blow a cornet, for Leland's wig is crooked and he has not done a thing yet but blow his horn.