THE LAST PRACTICE.

In view of the last practice of the University eleven this afternoon, it has been suggested that the classes assemble in the Yard and march to the Field in a body. Marshals will be appointed this morning and each class will be preceded by a banner of some sort. The University Band, which will lead the procession, will start for the Field at 3.15, marching first around the Yard.

The Glee Club has volunteered to lead in singing the three songs which are printed this morning. The tunes are familiar to every one, but the words are generally unknown and it is urged that every one either learn them this morning or bring the songs to the Field for reference. Should the singing be successful, the three songs will be printed on cards and distributed by the CRIMSON on the morning of the game. It is further hoped that the Glee Club will lead the singing next Saturday. The songs follow:

Harvard's Day.

[March Time].

Come, fall in line to music fine, keep time with marching feet.

We'll march about and in and out, and up and down the street.

While on the way the band will play triumphant music meet,

For this, for this is Harvard's Day.

CHORUS.

So let the drummer drum and let the trumpet sound.

We will give a mighty cheer, boys, as we march round.

Let nine long cheers for Harvard thunder far away,

For this is Harvard's, Harvard's day.

A thousand strong we march along in free and rhythmic gait,

Quite unsuppressed with mighty zest, sing songs appropriate;

Throughout the way your flags display, today we celebrate;

For this, for this is Harvard's Day. C. L. SMITH '97.

Glory for the Crimson.

[Tune, "John Brown's Body."]

Up with Harvard's ensign to the place it held of yore,

In the loyal spirit that shall live for evermore!

The sun will set in crimson, as the sun has set before,

For this is Harvard's day.

CHORUS.--Glory, glory for the crimson, etc.

Maybe we are listless and our ardor is too tame,--

Maybe they are right who say we have no lofty aim,--

Maybe they will tell us where they learned to play the game,--

For this is Harvard's day.

CHORUS.--Glory, glory for the crimson, etc.

We'll wave our crimson banners to the tramping of our feet;

We'll hasten, yes, we'll hasten, our victorious team to greet!

And the band will play "Fair Harvard" to the tune of "Up the Street,"

For this is Harvard's day.

CHORUS.--Glory, glory for the crimson, etc.

University Song.

[Tune, "Up the Street"]

Look where the crimson banners fly!

Hark to the sound of tramping feet!

There is a host approaching nigh,--

Harvard is marching up the street!

Onward to victory again,

Marching with drum-beat and with song,--

Hear the refrain,

As it thunders along--as it thunders along!

Behold, they come in view,

Who wear the crimson nue,--

Whose arms are strong, whose hearts are true

Ever to Harvard, Ever to HARVARD!

And Harvard's glory shall be our aim,

And through the ages the sound shall roll,

When all together we cheer her name,--

When we cheer her with heart and soul!

(Whistling).

And Harvard's glory shall be our aim, etc.