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Baron at once recognised as his friend Von Kleist. He was a student; and universally acknowledged, among his young acquaintance, as a "devilish handsome fello

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not. He certainly would not have thought himself in heaven; unless it were a Scandinavian heaven. The windows were open; and yet so dense was the atmosphere with the smoke of tobacco, and the fumes of beer, that the tallow candles burnt but dimly. A crowd of students were sitting at three long tables, in the large hall; a medley of fellows, known at German Universities under the cant names of Old-Ones, Mossy-Heads

haft. He was booted and spurred, and wore a very small crimson cap, and a very tight blue jacket, and very long hair, and a very dirty shirt. He was Preside

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they came forward, they were obliged to pass under a pair of naked swords, held cross-wise by two Old-Ones, who, with pieces of burnt cork, made an enormous pair of mustaches, on the smooth, rosy cheeks of each, as

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randers rode round the table on sticks, amid roars of laughter. When this ceremony was completed, the President rose from his chair, and in a solemn voice pronounced a long discourse, in which old college jokes were mingled with much parental advice t

and flushed with supper and with beer; "Brander, I say?

making a wretched, shaved poodle sit on his hind legs in a chair, by his master's side, and ho

ent, turning from his dog, who dropped the p

ely, six mighty goblets, or Bassgl?ser, filled to the brim

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in quick succession, hardly a long breath drawn between. The pale Student was victorious. He was first to drain the third goblet. He held it

it

dway in his third glass. Every vein in his forehead seemed bursting; his eyes were wild and bloodshot, his hand

as upon his hip, and in his right he held a drawn sword extended, and pointing downward. Regardless of every one, erect, and with a martial stride he marched directly along the centre of the table, crushing glasses and overthrowing bottles at everystep. The students shrunk back at his approach;

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ught them all out in as many days; and came off with only a gash through his up