Word: badness
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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Sarah Bernhardt's husband proves to have been a very bad actor at Spanish theatres, some years...
...HARVARD LYCEUM . . .After the laborious exertions of nine months, such a conclusion is a mortifying recompense for the devotion of time, and the pains of composition." They make complaint also of the opposition they have met from envious associates and say: "In a place too where the bad passions should never come, in the sacred groves of Academus, we have witnessed the ineffectual and contemptible emotions of an envious spirit, which has shown itself a foe to its literary seniours." (The Lyceum was published by members of the senior class.) And they continue: "Such has been the treatment which...
...Harvards played the Worcesters on Saturday last at Worcester, and were defeated by a score of 18 to 12. The day was raw and windy, which accounts for the bad fielding. At the end of the third inning the score stood 13 to 0 in favor of the Worcesters, when the Harvards began to guage Richmond's phenomenal curves and pounded him for eighteen hits, with a total of twenty-four. Olmsted, Le Moyne, Bean, and Lovering did the best batting for Harvard, and Olmsted's fielding was exceptionally fine. The nine has again shown itself capable of playing...
...freshman regales the audience with the exquisite melody of a tin horn. Why is this irreverence? The solution is easy. By compulsion, chapel has lost its sacred character. Instead of being considered the right way to begin the day, it has degenerated into a means of avoiding a bad mark. All sacredness being lost, it is the undergraduate's privilege to get as much fun out of it as possible...
...have written you so long a letter that I will not try to give you any news. I only wrote to you this time, anyway, to tell you how bad I feel for what I have done. I feel almost tempted to to go into a nunnery, and I suppose that is what I deserve for having dared to tell any tales out of school. Yours in Sorrow...