On the point there was a great mob, composed mostly of students, who were yelling and cheering and flaunting their flags.

The boats on the lake were well filled and gay with colors.

New Haven swell society was fairly represented, and it certainly was an occasion to stir youthful blood.
The freshman-sophomore-junior race came fourth on the list, and it was to be the event of the day.

Strangely enough, the juniors were not reckoned as dangerous by either freshmen or sophomores.

Between the last two classes was to come the real tug of war.
In the boathouse the great Bob Collingwood, of the 'Varsity crew, gave the freshmen some advice, and they listened to him with positive awe.