I Can Get Through

IN the cloisters of Trinity College, beneath the library, are grated

windows, through which many of the students have occasionally, after the

gates were locked, taken the liberty of passing, without an exeat, in

rather a novel style. A certain Cantab was in the act of drawing himself

through the bars, and being more than an ordinary mortal's bulk, he

stuck fast. One of the fellows of the college passing, stepped up to the

student and asked him ironically, If he should assist him?--Thank

you, was the reply, I can get through! at the same instant he drew

himself back on the outside.