Bowdoin Orient . are invited to contiibuteliterary articles, personals, and items. Contributions must beaccompanied by vriters name, as well as the signature whichhe wishes to have appended. Entered at the Post-Office at Brunswick as Second Class mail matter. CONTENTS. Vol. XV., No. 12.—January 20, 1886. The Deserted Isle Ii5 Editorial Notes. 145 My Grate, 146 Hectors Parting with Andromache, 146 My Niece, 147 Daniel Websters Place iu American History, . . 147 A Juniors Soliloquy 150 Flowers as Emblems of Heraldry, 150 Thirty-ninth Annual Convention of Zeta Psi, . . 151 In ilemoriam 152 CoLLE
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Bowdoin Orient . are invited to contiibuteliterary articles, personals, and items. Contributions must beaccompanied by vriters name, as well as the signature whichhe wishes to have appended. Entered at the Post-Office at Brunswick as Second Class mail matter. CONTENTS. Vol. XV., No. 12.—January 20, 1886. The Deserted Isle Ii5 Editorial Notes. 145 My Grate, 146 Hectors Parting with Andromache, 146 My Niece, 147 Daniel Websters Place iu American History, . . 147 A Juniors Soliloquy 150 Flowers as Emblems of Heraldry, 150 Thirty-ninth Annual Convention of Zeta Psi, . . 151 In ilemoriam 152 CoLLEon Tabula, 152 Personal, 153 Editors Table, 154 Book Notices, 155 THE DESERTED ISLE. Loud, angry waves in sullen cadence break, Upon a rock-bouad shore; From which the tide of summer life has ebbed, And sea-gulls as in days of yore Their wonted haunts resume. The snow-clad cottages in groups around Like sentinels appear; And save the mad oceans roar, no sound Breaks on the silence drear Of winters icy tomb.. Since the Orient last greeted itsfriends, the holidays have come and gone, but instead of the lengthy editorials upon thenew year which meet our eyes so frequent-ly now, we content ourselves (for protectionfrom the wrath of readers) with wishing forall a prosperous time. The beginning of it has certainly displayedenough of variety in the weather to pleasethe most fastidious. The long-continuedthaw of the vacation extended until the mid-dle of ourfirst week here, causing the Andros-coggin to rise to a height seldom exceeded, if equaled, by the spring freshets. Nearlyall of the students visited the river, gazingfrom the bridges or the banks at the immensevolume of water pouring by, laden with cakesof ice and thousands of logs. It was truly agrand sight to see long logs go over thedams and plunge out of sight for a moment, then re-appear turning end over end, andfew of us will soon forget the spectacle. This thaw was followed by a long andsevere cold spell which saved a large a