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Memorabilia Valensia.

Society Elections.

THE elections of the Literary Societies were held on the 12th of October, with the following result:

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Organized October 8th, when the following officers were chosen:

President JOSEPH A. BENT.

Vice Presidents-ALLEN MCLEAN, GEORGE C. HOLT.

Secretary-TOLIVER F. CASKEY.

Treasurer-MORRIS M. BUDLONG.

Chief Marshal, WILBUR R. BACON.

Yale McClellan Club,

Organized October 21st, under the following officers:-
President-WILLIAM H. DRURY.

Vice Presidents-B. C. RIGGS, F. N. JUDSON.

Secretary-CHARLES KIMBERLY. Corresponding Secretary-LEWIS LAMPMAN.

Treasurer-A. E. LAMB.

Boat Race.

The Annual Fall Regatta took place Oct. 19th. The Glyuna, holding the Champion Flag, was challenged by the Varuna. No other clubs entered.. The Varuna won the race in 20 minutes and 50 seconds. The Glyuna met with an accident, and filling with water, her crew was rescued by a sail-boat, which broke the Glyuna's shell and injured one of her crew. The Varuna led from the start, and turned the buoy first. Her crew are as follows:

W. STONE, (bow.) G. P. DAVIS, H. A. STIMSON, K. B. BENNETT, I. PIERSON, E. COFFIN, (stroke.) The Glyuna was manned by W. W. SCRANTON, (bow.) C. A. LELAND, J. C. BROWN, L. STOSKOPF, A. D. BISSELL, H. W. FOOTE, (stroke.)

Jubilee Committee.

BROTHERS IN UNITY. 1865. H. A. BROWN, T. J. BROWN. 1866. L. LAMPMAN, H. T. SLOANE. 1867. H. W. PAYNE, T. H. RODMAN. 1868. W. DURANT, W. T. FOSTER.

LINONIA.

C. M. CHARNLEY, J. DALZELL.
W. W. FARNAM, W. S. PACKER.
C. W. BETTS, C. H. GOODMAN.
C. E. SMITH, C. B. BREWSTER.

New Sophomore Society.

We learn that a new Sophomore Society has been organized, by permission of the Faculty. It is called the Phi Theta Psi.

Yale Literary Prize Essay.

The undersigned Committee have thought the Essay on "Hawthorne" entitled to the Yale Literary Medal.

YALE COLLEGE, Oct. 26th, 1864.

JAMES HADLEY,
CYRUS NORTHROP,

TUZAR BULKLEY.

The accompanying envelope contained the name of EDWARD Y. HINCKS, and to him, accordingly, the Medal is awarded.

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POE'S RAVEN is said to be a plagiarism. Some keen-sighted scholar claims to have found this wondrous poem, word for word, in the poetry of the Orient. Were it not for this keen wittedness of the age concerning literary piracy, we should be tempted to skin a Table from some old and forgotten volume of the LIT., for never did we fall upon a more barren or unsuggestive theme. Our editorial mind is as blank as the foolscap before us. An old merchant once angrily replied to a clerk, who asked him what he should write to a delinquent debtor, "something or nothing, and that very quick." A voice from State street repeats these gentle words, and wearily our pen plods on. The Judge-he who drives a humorous quill, and is particularly good at tables, (editorlal or otherwise,) smokes his cigar provokingly, and won't help us to a single joke. The Lady's Man is basking in the gaslight of some fair parlor, or gently waking his lady love with the dulcet music of a serenade. The Temperance Lecturer is discoursing on his favorite theme to the soldiers of the

Regiment Mass. Vols., while his editorial companion in

arms is vainly hunting Arbutus in autumn, in memory of his last spring vacation, and often his eye grows moist as the band play pathetically, "The girl I left behind me."

We cannot notice the Classes at length, but may observe, in passing, that the Freshmen have been receiving the usual gratuitous course of instruction from the Sophomore Class. The Faculty, however, have decided that it is expedient to confine the course within the limits prescribed in the Catalogue, and have, therefore, spoiled the fun of the Sophs., and may bring some of their number to heavier grief. The Juniors are leading a jolly, and, as far as we know, eventless life, with "nothing to do, and plenty of time to do it in." All the spare energy of the Senior Class is at present finding vent in the class-picture contest. No. 33 S. M. has been turned into an art-gallery, where specimens are criticized in terms more forcible than elegant. The battle is a triangular affair now, and rages hotly. Warren, with his "consumptive caricatures," makes a good fight. Our home artists are contending with each other as well as with the foreign foe. As we go to press, Sanborn, of Lowell, holds a strong position.

This month may justly be called the Patriotic Month. It has been marked by the organization of the Union Club; a great Union Meeting, under the auspices of this Club; an immense Union Convention in New Haven, which was inaugurated by a grand procession, in which the Faculty and over three hundred students appeared; and a proposed Illumination of all the Colleges, in honor of the election victories in Ohio, Indiana and Pennsylvania. The Faculty felt in duty bound to forbid the illumination, but the other demonstrations were perfect successes. A McClellan Club has also been organized, which we are fain to believe does not endorse the ultra doctrines of its party. In view of the greatness of the issue at stake, to every thinking patriot, the month has been a solemn one. We may be treading the brink of another French Revolution. The startling developments at Indianapolis; the gigantic and impious fraud, by which dead soldiers were made to vote; the want of faith in the Administration; the threatened burning of Northern cities on election day-all these are significant and portentous. They conspire to make the coming election one of deep interest and anxiety. Printed pages can't be stretched or interlined, so we must sink back in our editorial chair, with much unsaid. As long as our contributors give us articles as meritorious as those which appear in this number, we will gladly let them encroach upon the limits of the Table, and the college-world will say amen!

PERSONAL.

The Yale Union Club acknowledge their indebtedness to Messrs. E. W. BROWN, KITTREDGE and BUTLER, for their tasteful decoration of the Brothers' Hall, on the occasion of the Union Meeting; also to Mr. H. B. ALLEN, of New Haven, for loan of flags and bunting.

We are under obligations to our contributors, for five or six articles which are crowded out. We shall commend them to our successor.

OUR EXCHANGES.

Where are our exchanges? We have only received the North Granville Quarterly, a tasteful and readable number, which does credit to its fair editress.

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The Triumph of the Republic.

THE eighth day of November has been rendered immortal by a great national victory, which, in its results and bearings, cannot fail to have its effect throughout the whole civilized world. Though the day dawned gloomily, and clouds of oppressive uncertainty shrouded the sky of the Republic, evening rolled those clouds away, unveiling, in rekindled brightness, the star of human hope and human liberty, high in the ascendant. The sublime spectacle of the uprising of a free people, bereaved and oppressed by a protracted and burdensome war, to pronounce an irrevocable decision, that that war must continue, with all its burdens and bereavements, to no doubtful issue, has, in grandeur and significance, no parallel in the history of nations. A people whose faith in the triumph of their institutions could remain upborne amid such discouragements and such trials as have surrounded the American people during four years of unceasing conflict, and in the midst of the severest test surmount the most formidable obstacles, till victory crowned endurance, certainly deserve to be classed with the heroic of all time. Truly, we can exclaim that the day that saved the Republic is greater and more memorable than the one that gave it birth. Now that the crisis has passed, and the passion of party strife has in a great measure subsided, we can coolly look back over the perils and foot-falls of the ground we have trod, as well as forward to the results, amid the prospective glories of the future. In a retrospection,

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the great principles which were at issue are enhanced, rather than lessened, in importance. In this review and prospection, we would forbear uttering a single sentiment, for the sake of re-awakening any of the rankling bitterness of partizanship, yet, if in the warmth of our loyalty and patriotic devotion, we offend our so-called more conservative readers, we will submit to any number of epithets they may see fit to heap upon us.

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The victory of the triumphant party in the late hotly contested national election, and the subsequent settling down of the whole people to their present peaceful state, without a murmur, accepting and submitting to the will of the majority, has, beyond parallel, most beautifully illustrated the workings of republican institutions among a free and intelligent people. That great day of decision passed as peacefully as the world turns night into day, and the two great parties, as vast rivers, have already, like the Missouri and Mississippi, joined their waters, and are flowing to the same channel and the same destiny.' The taunt was sneeringly thrown into the teeth of the administration party, that they were fighting simply for an idea; that all this saddening waste of life and property was simply to carry out the pet project of a few crazy fanatics, who had brought the war upon us, and were willing to dismember the nation, rather than fail of attaining the wished for result. The people accepted this issue, in connection with the true issue, and have hurled back, defiantly, a response, whose emphasis renders misapprehension a thing impossible.

When we look at the character and avowed sentiments of the opponents of the administration in power, from the very commencement of this struggle to the present, we witness a servile attachment and sympathy with the slave power at the South, truly remarkable. That a single intelligent and reasoning man should possess no better judgment, no keener foresight, than to attempt to cling to a barbarism of the middle ages, and endeavor to retard an ever progressing and ennobling civilization, by his own puny efforts, is an exhibition of a mental and moral weakness almost beyond cure. The adherence to the mirerable fragments of a party, once glorious, indeed, but now fallen, which exists only in name, having abandoned every true democratic principle, simply for the sake of what that party was, and has done in the past, is utterly unworthy of the name American. That selfishness which, with its covetous grasp, would pull down this whole governmental fabric, in order that it might revel amid its ruins, which would make capital out of a nation's sufferings, nor lend a helping hand in the time of its greatest need, deserves the anathemas of all

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