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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...26th of September, 1874, this triumph of American genius set out from New York Harbor, bearing the precious freight of Rufus Hatch, lobbyist, director of the company, etc., together with several other directors and a few passengers, including three ladies, whom the vile conversation of the aforesaid directors of the P. M. S. S. confined to their rooms...
...evening drew on a tug-boat came alongside to take this jolly band of managers of the "greatest company on earth" back again to their fond wives, etc. Unfortunately, both for us and the "etc.," they were all too drunk to be got gracefully down the side steps, and so it was discovered that the compasses needed regulating, and they remained there that night and the next day, fixing the compasses (which, by the way, we afterwards found to be all wrong) and getting sober. The next evening we finally got rid of them, to the great sorrow...
...Freshmen have fitted up a small room, outside the Yard, with rowing weights, etc., and the following men are working for their class crew: Brigham, Crocker, Katsenbach, Price, Schwartz, Sheafe, Sheldon, Shillito, Smith, Weld, and Welles (Captain). Mr. R. C. Watson, who rowed on the crew of '67, will coach the Freshmen when the river opens...
...time when she will receive countless flings on account of never having won a race." It is somewhat annoyed at Captain Cook's alleged statement that Yale has a rivalry with Harvard alone, and consoles itself with the reflection that, whatever the Captain may think, the "majority" consider Dartmouth, etc., very formidable rivals. It admits that "colleges with an abundance of men and an abundance of money must dislike having to give up cherished plans for the sake of colleges which lack both, and which make opposition just because they lack both." And it concludes by saying that it does...
...clothes, a parasol, a bundle of tracts, a jar of pickles, some peppermints, a few odd parcels, the usual squalling baby, and a few other indispensables. Of course I was only too happy to help her in any way, i. e. look after her ticket, seat, trunks, parcels, grandson, etc. To cut short, at last the conductor gave us a good start, and we wheezed off at the speed of six miles a week. At about every other telegraph-post, just as the baby was getting tranquillized, the conductor would step into our car and "holler," "Tickets, please. Change cars...