Word: grinds
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...What did you say? - grapes? That is very old, and, besides, I never did aspire to a lofty mark. Spider, who is chuckling at his triumph over me, is an unfeeling brute. His victory is not a fair one. He does not consider that while he has been grinding at that dull Greek, I have been enjoying some English classic that is none the less profitable because it will not add five per cent to my Greek mark. Indeed, if I should grind continually on my electives, I might score better marks; but at what a cost! What progress should...
...when, every time he raised his eyes, he caught sight of some fair maiden shut up in a dim recess behind an impassable bar, just like the heroine of a fairy-tale. All this is changed; but still the obstacle to study is not wholly removed. The most inveterate grind can scarcely maintain his composure, and calmly shuffle those puzzling cards in the catalogue, if, on raising his eyes, he sees beside him a sylph-like form waiting patiently for him to finish; and even when his eyes are on his book, his ear will catch the sound...
...would be natural to expect that men who had themselves experienced the difficulties attendant upon a midyear grind would so far appreciate the " demnitionness" of it as to allow others privileges they may choose to deny themselves. At twelve o' clock P. M., with the prospect of four hours' steady work before me, and with the (at another time) joyful sound of revelry in the room below me, I waive all respect of persons, and protest against the fiends of the north entry of Matthews, who prevent my neighbors and myself from doing necessary work. I had supposed, it seems...
...University wears a more cheerful aspect. Steps are lighter and faces more bright, except perhaps the pallid faces of Freshmen who are on their way to the examination-room. There they will become oblivious to everything but the proctors, while they scribble the accumulated lore of a night's grind or a crib upon the pages of the well-named blue-book; and when the last of those tragedies - or farces, if you will - is over, they, too, will be as merry as the rest...
Then, on the other hand, every course, even in the Mathematics, had a couple of admirers, and it being known that I was searching for knowledge, there grew up a sort of free fight on the electives in my room, at which I was moderator, and while one grind yelled in one ear the praises of the Hitopadeca, one on the other side recited Beowulf, and another screamed the theory of Quaternions down my neck...