Word: conant
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Conant remembers only one modern repetition of these incidents. That came as a result of a remark last year by President Lowell in a speech at one of the exercises of the Senior class. "He said something about the boys nowadays not having the pep they used to have because they never did anything to the bell. That night some of them smashed down the door and stole the tongue just to show him he was wrong, I suppose...
...Conant's predecessor, old Jones the Bell-ringer, as he was called, who bore the brunt of the attacks in the old days. For 44 years he protected the bell and its clapper from an infinite variety of plots by undergraduates seeking a few extra hours of sleep in the morning. Mr. Conant described a few of the methods used, "Besides stealing the clapper, the boys used to tie up the bell with a rope. And in the wintertime they turned it upside down, filled it with water, and let it freeze." In order to avoid the padlocks, the usual...
Ringing the bell is an exact science. "I ring it on the hour and the minute, and as near as possible on the second," said Mr. Conant, "I've been on the job going on thirteen years, never missed a day, and never had a complaint on the bell being wrong. Two-thirds of the students and professors come to me for the right time, and most of the clocks in the square are set by the bell...
...statement of Mr. Conant, the University bell ringer clears up several controversial matters in one swoop. There has always been a question as to just how many times the bell rings every hour; it now appears that this number is either forty-four or forty-six--depending, presumably on the physical condition of Mr. Conant. On Sundays, however, he spreads himself to the extent of 120 strokes; no doubt it requires at least that many to remind most students of the existence of the Chapel...
...least as much as do the students. The average undergraduate soon acquires the habit of sleeping tranquilly until about eight-thirty, bell or no bell--but there is the poor bellringer, tugging away at the stubborn rope, shortly after the coldest hour of the night. And apparently, Mr. Conant is not too enthusiastic about...