Spires and Gargoyles

James L. W. West III is Sparks Professor of English at Pennsylvania State University.

• Introduction; St. Paul Academy, 1909–1911: The mystery of the Raymond mortgage; Reade, substitute right half; A debt of honor; S.P.A. men in college athletics; The room with the green blinds; The Newman School, 1911–1913: 'Football'; Election night; A luckless Santa Claus; Pain and the scientist; The trail of the duke; A school dance; Princeton University, 1913–1917: Triangle Show lyrics; Fie! Fie! Fi-Fi!; The Evil Eye; Safety First!; Prose and verse; 'There was once …'; 'Shadow laurels'; May small talk; The ordeal; how they head the chapters; A cheer for Princeton; The conquest of America; To my unused Greek book; Our next issue; Jemina; The usual thing; The vampiest of the vampires; Little Minnie McCloskey; One from Penn's neck; A litany of slang; 'Triangle scenery by Bakst'; Futuristic impressions of the editorial boards; 'A glass of beer kills him'; 'Oui, le backfield …'; 'When you find …'; Things that never change! No. 3333; The old Frontiersman; The debutante; Penrod and Sam; 'Boy kills self …'; Things that never change. No. 3982; Precaution primarily; The spire and the gargoyle; Rain before dawn; David Blaize; 'McCaulay Mission …'; Popular parodies – No. 1; The diary of a sophomore; Undulations of an undergraduate; Tarquin of Cheapside; The Prince of Pests; 'These rifles …'; 'It is assumed …'; Ethel had her shot of brandy …; 'Yale's swimming team …'; Babes in the woods; Princeton – the last day; The Celt and the world; Sentiment – and the use of rouge; On a play twice seen; Verses in Peace and War; The invisible King; The cameo frame; The Pierian Springs and the Last Straw; The Staying Up All Night; Intercollegiate Petting-Cues; Our American Poets; Cedric the Stoker; City Dusk; My First Love; Marching Streets; The Pope at Confession; Record of variants; Explanatory notes; Illustrations; Appendix: Probable attributions.

'As usual, West's introduction is excellent in both its precision and economy.' The F. Scott Fitzgerald Review