Student. "O, I can't go to-day!"
Officer. "If you please,—why?"
Student. "Because I've got an engagement."
Officer. "To-morrow, then, perhaps?"
Student. "No, I am going to the opera, to-morrow."
Officer. "Could you come Friday?"
Student. (Reflectively.) "Let me see,—Friday—Friday. I don't seem to have anything on hand Friday."
Officer. "Then, if you please, I will expect you on Friday."
Student. "All right, I'll come around Friday."
Officer. "Thank you. Good day, sir,"
Student. "Good day."
So on Friday the student goes to the prison of his own accord, and is admitted.
It is questionable if the world's criminal history can show a custom more odd than this. Nobody knows, now, how it originated. There have always been many noblemen among the students, and it is presumed that all students are gentlemen; in the old times it was usual to mar the convenience of such folk as little as possible; perhaps this indulgent custom owes its origin to this.
One day I was listening to some conversation upon this subject when an American student said that for some time he had been under sentence for a slight breach of the peace and had promised the constable that he would presently find an unoccupied day and betake himself to prison, I asked the young gentleman to do me the kindness to go to jail as soon as he conveniently could, so that I might try to get in there and visit him, and see what college-captivity was like. He said he would appoint the very first day he could spare.
His confinement was to endure twenty-four hours. He shortly chose his day, and sent me word. I started immediately. When I reached the University Place, I saw two gentlemen talking together, and as they had portfolios under their arms, I judged they were tutors or elderly students; so I asked them in English to show me the college jail. I had learned to take it for granted that anybody in Germany who knows anything, knows English, so I had stopped afflicting people with my German. These gentlemen seemed a trifle amused,—and a trifle confused, too,—but one
