'VARSITY GIRLS.

Clutha Leader, Volume XVII, Issue 833, 4 July 1890, Page 2

'VARSITY GIRLS.

, ,$, ; (By Luko Sharf.)

I spent a day in Ann Arbor last j week. The city is the educational i capital of the State, and it ia really an ' Arbor, for there are trees everywhere. " Every street is .shaded, and the hills around are covered with forest. But • thd beauty of the University town is its co-educational features. • Pair girl , graduates, with their golden hair,' and , also their black, and brown, and ruby colored locks, abound in the learned town. On graduation day they wore 1 the most jaunty costumes, and on top „ of all was that equilateral triangled arrangement called a mortarboard, the sides of which, parallel to each other, are equal, and the angles opposite tho • equal sides being equal to ( i ach other, 1 each to each, which was to bo domon- ' strated. The girls wore this mortarboard on top of their shining curls with i a rakish set that the Oxford 'man' . can never hope to attain; Talk about divinity students ! If > those girls were not the most sublimely : divine students I ever saw, then I know J nothing of the blessings of co-educa- , tion. Quite a number of the young ladies • had had their portraits taken in education cap and gown, and I stood in front of one of the photographic groups for hours and hours. When the heartless, prosaic policeman ordered me to move on I merely went round. . tho block and came back to the' same fascinating spot where that photograph was. There were about a dozen girls in the group, ,and each one was simply distractingly pretty. ' I don't know how ther faculty expects the average susceptible young man 1 to graduate with so much lovliness around him to knock the co-signs and useful algebraic formulas out of his head. ■■ I confess that I could not make up my mind which to choose in that entrancing photographic group. The girl with the glasses was charming Bostonique. The one to the right, with the saucy tip to the mortarboard, was perfectly lovely. So was the demtire young lady to the loft. The oiie with 88 marked on her scholastic cloak wwars r just too sweet for anything, and 'the one with — it's no use. I can't choose., I wish the University of Michigan would follow the example of Cornell, and establish a school of journalism. I would like to take the professor's chair in that department at a very small salary.