at happens in a College Town is an Act of
Providence. Now come along and see the American Youth at Play."

They found their way to the Temple of Art. When the Chemical Soubrette
started in to sing "Hello, Central, give me Heaven," they gave her
just the Opposite of what she was demanding. A few Opera Chairs were
pulled up by the Roots and tossed on the Stage, merely to disconcert
the Artiste. When the House Policeman came he was hurled 30 Feet
into the Air and soon after that the Show broke up. The Student Body
flocked out and upset a Trolley Car, and then they went homeward in
the Moonlight singing, "Sweet Memories of College Days, La-la! La-la!"

Father's Hat was caved in and he was a trifle Bewildered, but he
managed to observe that the Boys were a trifle Boisterous when they
got a Fair Start.

"Oh, yes; but they don't Mean anything by it," explained Buchanan.

[Illustration: _Preserving the Traditions._]

"I hope they will explain that to the House Policeman as soon as
they get him to the Hospital," said the Parent. "Otherwise, he might
misconstrue their Motives."

Next Day, when he went back, he told Mother not to worry about
Buchanan, as he seemed to have a full and sympathetic Grasp on the
true Inwardness of Modern Educational Methods.

* * * * *

MORAL: Attend to the Remittances and Son will do the Rest.

* * * * *

_THE SEARCH FOR THE RIGHT HOUSE AND HOW MRS. JUMP HAD HER ANNUAL
ATTACK_

Once there was a Family called Jump that had sampled every Ward
within the Corporation Limits.

The Jumps did a Caravan Specialty every time the Frost went out of
the Ground.

When the Sarsaparilla Ads began to blossom, and the Peach Crop had
been ruined by the late Cold Snap and the Kids were batting up Flies
in the Lot back of the Universalist Church, and a Barrel-Organ down
Street was tearing the Soul out of "Trovatore"--these were the Cues
for Mrs. Jump to get her Nose into the Air and begin to champ at the
Bit.

Mother was a House-Hunter from away back. She claimed to be an Invalid
eleven months out of the Year and took Nerve Medicine that cost $2.00
a Bottle. Just the same when April hove into view and Dame Nature
began to stretch herself, then Mother put on her Short Skirt and a
pair of Shoes intended for a Man and did a tall Prance.

She was good for 12 hours a Day on any kind of Pavements. With her
Reticule loaded full of "To Let"