Word: baskets
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...directors. One writer tells us that, as we had had so much about Memorial, we need not insert his communication unless we wanted to. To this man we must confess ourselves infinitely obliged; really, we had never thought of such a thing as inserting his article-in the waste-basket until we received his kind permission. But this is not the worst; while we are torn by dissensions at home, foreign enemies take arms against us. Every mail brings us some paper in which we are horrified to find some marked article about "discrepancies." Why, it has become...
...dropped my book and looked. Heavens! What a vision! Beautiful light brown hair, very dark brown eyes, perfect features, and a figure that would have thrown all the Venuses of Milo in the shade. My ideal was realized, for that she was a country girl, the basket which she carried, containing an apple and a sandwich, bore direct testimony. I noted all these points in a twinkling of an eye, for two years in a class like '82 develops one's eye for female beauty amazingly. My heart throbbed as she gazed at me in a pensive manner and sighed...
...milk, I guess them clothes of yours ain't meant to travel round our barn-yard much, 'sides, the smell of the yard ain't always agreeable to city folks. And I wasn't sighing about you, but because ma didn't put any doughnuts in my lunch basket; and I looked at you because you looked so like red-headed Sam Smith who is gone daown to Waterford College." All this volleyed at me in a nasal twang from a mouth lined with bad teeth, accompanied by a healthy smell of onions, was too much...
...ever have any verses at all, and when they do they are very bad. The Nassau Lit. feels it necessary to make some reply, and does it by saying that there is a great deal of poetry, better than any the Magazine ever publishes, in the Lit's waste-basket. To such an answer, at once a courteous criticism, an interesting fact, and a complete reply to the Magazine's captious fault-finding, what can be said...
...look dangerous?" Here was a nice opening for a pretty speech; but as I did not think it quite good taste to make a pretty speech upon such short acquaintance, I merely remarked, "No, you don't "(for she certainly did not), and, throwing down my rod and basket, seated myself on the grass at her feet. After a rather painful silence of a few moments, during which she scanned my face with a somewhat naive curiosity, I rushed into the breach in the conversation with, "Are you at Wellesley College?" "Yes, I am," said she. "Guess...