Word: helping
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...seems to us that something better could be devised for a preliminary trial than merely having the Boylston Professor select twenty of the speakers to take part in the final contest. When we consider the fondness of judges for making an award which shall astonish everybody, we cannot help feeling that it is impossible for one single man to pick out twenty men, and say that they, and none but they, stand a chance for the five prizes that are offered. It seems to us that the only really fair way is to have the same judges...
...went to the St. Goar Library, and, thinking a little light reading might enable me to get through the Sabbath without the help of the druggist, I requested (in writing) a certain youthful page to bring me Swinburne's youthful poems, or Bussy-Rabutin, or Severin's Premiere nuit de noces...
...entitled "Honours and Honourable Mention" spoke of the new system as less conducive to studying for marks than the present one; it seems to me that it will double the amount of studying for marks. Under our present system, some of the Commencement-part men take easy courses to help on their general average; under the new system there will be a greater rush for the easy courses, in order that men may get in them eighty per cent, and "honourable mention." Any one who takes a look at the new scheme will see how prominent a feature marks...
THAT the authors of the neat pamphlet now before us should have refrained from making public their names certainly shows commendable modesty. Nevertheless we cannot help regretting that writers who are evidently destined to make their mark in the field of literature should have felt this hesitation. The mantle of the Rev. Edwin Abbott - name dear to Sophomores - has certainly fallen upon these gentlemen; its voluminous folds, however, do not entirely conceal them. Perhaps they anticipated...
...faded letters is, "Long live the ancient customs!" A gray-haired, venerable-looking person sits on it, and looks round for some friend to give him a shove. But the rest are gone, and, a kind impulse moving me, I rush out from behind the trees, saying, "I'll help you, thou guardian angel of the student." At the first word the sled and occupant vanish, I find myself alone, calmly resting in a snow-bank, my heels where my head ought to be, and the sun just rising over the trees...