"a blue eye and sunken;" "a beard neglected," and everything about me "demonstrating a careless desolation." At last I could bear this torture of my feelings no longer. I determined to write and end the suspense; to know if she loved, or if I was doomed to have wasted the love of my young heart on one who could not requite it. [I had only fallen in love thirteen times previously.] I wrote; and such a letter! It would have drawn tears from the most obdurate eyes, and sighs from the most unsympathetic heart. I pictured to her the beginning of my love; with what trembling joy and fearful hope it filled me the first night we met; with what sweet delight I had perceived my passion increase beneath the light of her eyes; how, now that she was absent, all was dreary, and my loneliness was insupportable; and I closed with the following moving appeal : "Now, dearest, you know how madly, fondly, devotedly, I love you. I know that I cannot always enjoy your sweet presence. But do not debar me from the privilege of hearing from you. Write and tell me that you love me; that you are mine ever, as I am yours. Do not crush the love of my young heart, which gushes with its tender fulness toward you, my life, my all. You alone can decide the fate of D. L." I was more constant at the Post Office that week than if I had been writing for a remittance of money. I was there at the arrival of every mail, and watched the peculiarly slow distribution of papers with a longing eye. At last there came a letter and a paper for my box. I seized the letter. It was not from her, but from my old friend, Harry G. It ran thus: "Dear L.--My wife wishes me to reply to your kind letter, stating that previous engagements will prevent her from answering your affectionate epistle. You will see our marriage in the paper I send you. “I am a lawyer just established here. I chanced to be at home when I received your letter, requesting those verses. I little thought for whom I was writing them. We shall be pleased to see you at any * * * I am not naturally given to depreciation of myself; I have a pretty good opinion of my own worth; but at that time I would have sold myself for six and a quarter cents, and considered it a good bargain. R Rushing towards my room, with the open letter in my hand, I met "Why, in the name of all that's decent," I exclaimed, “didn't you tell me your cousin was engaged?" "I thought you knew that all the time," replied he. the matter?" "I've made a fool of myself," said I. "Is that all?" answered he. "Why, what's That was all. But seven weeks' vacation, the White Mountains, and Newport, have barely restored me to my former condition. I have written this as a warning to the new-comers of this year. In poetical language, girls "Can both false and fickle be, Take care!" P.S. Since writing the above, I have seen one who as far exceeds as the moon does the stars. I see constancy in her eyes. I met her in the street. Like my uncle, I met her I now love, but unlike my uncle, I will find her out. If I do you shall hear from me again. Till then, as R― would say, au revoir. D. L. Memorabilia Valensia. THE COMMENCEMENT OF 1854 WAS celebrated after the usual style. There was the same crash, disorder and bad management at the door of the Church; the galleries held their usual complement of beautiful faces and sympathizing hearts; the sweet strains of Dodworth's Band were breathed with their wonted inspiration; and the speakers, as a whole, acquitted themselves with more than ordinary credit. The subjects seemed well adapted to the tastes and feelings of the speakers. There was less of that aiming at philosophical disquisition,—of that struggling to ex. tort new ideas on the most hackneyed of political and ethical subjects, which have made our Commencements the objects of so much ridicule; and as a consequence, the thoughts were natural and new; they found an intelligent response in the mind of the audience, and there was less gaping and fewer sleepy faces than we have ever contemplated in our varied and painful experience of College Commencements. The Oration on "The Graves of the Regicide," was a particularly happy effort. Replete with all of thought and felicity of expression that could gratify an audience, and delivered with much grace, it will not soon be forgotten by We append, in accordance with custom, the list of those who listened to it. Commencement exercises. ORDER OF EXERCISES. FORENOON. 1. PRAYER by the President.. 2. Salutatory Oration in Latin, by GEORGE DE FOREST LORD, New York City. 3. Dissertation, "Speculative Views of Life corrected by Earnest Action," by BENNET JASON BRISTOL, Naugatuck. 4. Oration, "Purpose," by CHARLES HENRY BARRETT, Rutland, Vt. 5. Dissertation, "Two Eras in Moslem Power," by LEWIS WILLIAM GIBSON, Wellsboro', Pa. 6. Oration, "The Significance of the Greek Mythology," by WILLIAM REED EASTMAN, New York City. 7. Oration," The Known and the Unknown," by ELIZUR WOLCOTT, Tallmadge, Ohio. 8. Dissertation, "The Column of Luxor," by HENRY ELIAS HOWLAND, Walpole, N. H. 9. Dissertation, "The Ancient Civilizations of the Mediterranean," by FRANCIS HENRY SLADE, New York City. 10. Dissertation, "The Unhistoric," by HENRY Lynes Hubbell, Wilton. 11. Essay in French, "Les deux Napoléon," by WILLIAM BUCK DWIGHT, Constantinople, Turkey. 12. Oration, "The Influence of Poverty on the Student," by ABRAM ELISHA BALDWIN, West Cornwall. 13. Dissertation, "A Plea for Amusements," by EDWARD WILBERFORCE LAMBERT, New York City. 14. Poem, "De Soto," by JACOB BROWN HARRIS, Winchendon, Mass. 15. Dissertation, "When the Execution of Law is a Triumph and when a Defeat," by SAMUEL CHESTER GALE, Millburg, Mass. 16. Oration, "Scholastic Retirement," by LEMUEL STOUGHTON POTWIN, East Windsor. 17. Philosophical Oration, “Government a Benefactor as well as a Protector," by LEWIS WHITMARSH FORD, East Cleveland, O. AFTERNOON. 1. Greek Oration, “'Aßňvaí ènì Anpoobévovs," by THOMAS GARDINER RITCH, Stamford. 2. Dissertation, "The Contest between Freedom and Despotism in Europe," by JAMES WILLIAM HUSTED, Bedford, N. Y. 3. Oration, "The Essential Conditions of Efficient Laws," by ORSON COWLES SPARROW, Colchester. 4. Dissertation, "The Battle of Tours," by ERSKINE NORMAN WHITE, New York City. 5. Oration, "Dante and Bunyan," by JOSEPH MORGAN SMITH, Glastenbury. 6. Oration, "The Upper Mississippi," by WILLARD CUTTING FLAGG, Paddock's Grove, Ill. 7. Dissertation, "The Girondists," by WILLIAM WASHINGTON GORDON, Savannah, Ga. 8. Oration, "The New England Mind," by STARR HOYT NICHOLS, Danbury. 9. Dissertation, "Enthusiasm the 'Forlorn Hope' of Science," by ALEXANDER STEVENSON TWOMBLY, Boston, Mass. 10. Dissertation, "Socrates and Paul looking beyond the Grave," by JOHN WORTHINGTON HOOKER, New Haven. 11. Oration, "The Graves of the Regicides," by CHARLES EDWAED TRUMBULL, Hartford. 12. Philosophical Oration, "The Ruler," by WILLIAM HENRY FENN, Charleston, S. C. 13. Oration, "Tranquillity an Element of Greatness," with the Valedictory Address, by WILLIAM HENRY NORRIS, New York City. 14. DEGREES CONFERRED. 15. PRAYER by the President. THE SOCIETY CAMPAIGN is over. The results have been flaunted in the faces and eyes of the world, by the Yale Banner; and by reference to that statistical sheet, we find that Linonia has enlisted sixty-seven members of the Class of '58-the Brothers in Unity seventy. The war has been carried on with unusual vigor, and for a bloodless contest has been quite exciting. The Annual STATEMENT OF FACTS transpired Wednesday, Sept. 20, in Brewster's Hall. The Speakers for the Brothers' Society, were STANLEY T. WOODWARD, President. W. H. L. BARNES, Senior Class. The Speakers for Linonia, were ALEX. MOD. LYON, President. YALE COLLEGE LIBRARY. The Library of the late Consistorial-Rath Thilo of Halle, was purchased by Professor Porter, for Yale College Library, during his recent visit to Europe. It consists of more than 4000 volumes, principally in Ecclesiastical History and kindred departments. It cost, delivered in this city, not far from $2000. It was pronounced by good judges in Germany, to be equal to that of Neander. The new Halle Gazette of July 11th, 1854, in recording the purchase of this most rare collection of works, says, "Even the Libraries of our German scholars seem to be affected with the mania for emigrating to America. It includes as worthy of note, many writings which are of high interest for * * * the Church Historian, so that in this respect its loss to Germany is to be lamented." In addition to this library, from 1000 to 1500 volumes in various departments, of science-chiefly in Theology and Philosophy-were purchased for the College Library by Professor Porter. To him the scholars and divines of America can never be sufficiently thankful for his labors in their behalf. Editor's Table. DEAR READERS,-At length we come, in propria persona, to give a decisive reply to the inquiry bawled into our editorial ears for the last ten days, “ When is the Yale Lit coming out?" And you will permit us to observe that we are exceedingly happy to "get out" as much on our own account as to gratify you-the anxious " many-headed." We have no desire to repine at our position, nor to chafe under a self-imposed burden, yet still we feel disposed to grumble a little, to awaken your sympathies, and throw a little dust in the eye of your criticisms. And we frankly declare that we have never been so bored in our life of vicissitudes, as during the inception and rise and progress of this quiet and unobtrusive "Maggie." The full force of "Deceitful are appearances," never struck us till our acquaintance with her began. How many Hegiras up and down Chapel street, to printer and contributor, has she given us! How jealously she has hermetically sealed the aperture to our editorial sanctum till her behests were fulfilled! Of how many doubts and misgivingsof what an expenditure of time and sandals has she been the cause? And yet demure and quiet as a Quakeress in her brown dress, she would make you believe, dear readers, that she gives no trouble to the family; but don't believe her. Oh! ye Gods! Should any Hercules commit any more improprieties up above there, and be sent below for a second course of Twelve Lessons on Etiquette," make him an editor of a magazine, and take our word for it, oh! most sublime individuals, you'd give him his chiefest toil. How happy for Ixion that had only a connection with the periphery of a revolving circle; how fortunate for Sisyphus and the Dunaides that the displeasure of divinities fell so gently on their erring heads; how agreeable the condition of Prometheus, that he furnished free of expense to the Eagle race their daily food; how blessed are they all, when they might have been compelled to get out a Greek Literary Magazine, which should fade away when the last number was struck off! Our feelings here overpowering us, we turn to the brighter side of the picture, and go out from the clouds into the sunshine, and warm ourselves in its broad free merry light. The work is over, and the holiday is breaking brightly. But we are forgeting our apology for being behind hand in our issue. We haven't any very special excuse to offer; and can only observe that we always were lazily inclined, and can't help it. And as we sit here, the memories of |