Word: copelanders
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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That Professor C. T. Copeland '82 will give the well-known course in advanced composition, English 5, for the year 1925-26, was confirmed by the Committee on Instruction last night. Professor Copeland will succeed Dean Briggs '75, who has been in charge of the course for many years...
...acts which deal with the fragile adventures of poor Pierrot who runs away with one Phrynette, returns home in tears, no player speaks a word. Miss Taylor's face is a painted mask of eternal, baffled laughter, of moon-blanched sorrow; her gestures are eloquent, her insight unfailing. George Copeland, famed pianist, upholds the glittering pattern of gesture with subtle rhythms...
...fairly declare itself unique. From the four winds of Heaven these men assemble, their common tie being their respect and affection for the man who, in college, taught them English literature and composition--as well as other things equally if not more important. They call themselves the Charles Townsend Copeland Association. They are, simply, friends of Copey...
...Jerome D Greene '96, Arthur A. Ballantine '04, James Byrne '77, Richard Douglas '12, Dr. Walter C. Bailey '91, John Gallishaw '17. Paul HcIlister '13, James F. Curtis '99, Heywood Broun '10, Walter Pritchard Eaton '00. Alexander Woollcott, Robert C. Benchley '12, Robert E. Sherwood '17, and Professor Copeland...
...alumni is it given to be so closely brought back to the very breath of undergraduate days as will the members of the Charles Townsend Copeland Association, at their New York dinner. What could possibly rouse more delightful memories than once more to listen to the sage whose Monday evening gatherings in Hollis were to so many young, but not younger, spirits an inspiration and a delight? To rejoice over the appointment to the Boylston chair of the professor whose place in the undergraduate heart is and has ever been unique, will be a joyous occasion to those whose reminiscences...