Word: home
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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This tasty little volume consists of seven short stories. They are not likely to keep one awake nights with excitement, but are, nevertheless, very entertaining, being (for the most part) quiet rural tales, written in an easy, "chatty" fashion, the pages of which contain many a charming glimpse of home-life. Indeed, the authoress possesses a remarkable faculty of sketching upon the page the pleasant characteristics of New England life, and the stories are the more interesting for the degree to which they appeal to one's own experience. In point of literary workmanship, the tales vary to some extent...
...Thanksgiving Day. The Freshman (if he is very flush) goes home and tells his admiring mamma how '83 is the finest class in college...
...Freshman Eleven played their first game of the season, against Phillips Exeter Academy, October 18. Exeter won the toss, and Hooker kicked off well; Cabot soon got the ball, and the Freshmen kept it for some time in close proximity to Exeter's goal; the home team, however, by fine rushing and passing, after a hard struggle, succeeded in getting a touch-down, the ball having struck a tree and bounded back into an Exeter man's hands; time was then called...
...liner back to the Borsair, who neatly caught it - between the eyes; notwithstanding the sudden shock, he deftly hurled the red globe to Cunners, on first base, in time to put Moriarty out. Amid the cries of the populace of, "No, you're not there, Moriarty," he returned home, a sadder and a wiser man; taught a lesson which, alas! many of us have learned, that the Borsair is by no means easy to get along with. The next man was pitched out, and the third scraped the airy vault of heaven with what seemed to every one a home...
...little dog to Mrs. G. Our hero, having soared the air in vain once, knocked a daisy-cutter to C. F., and reached first in safety; Bones rung in a two-baser; Cunners stole his base on three strikes; and Oranges, with a three-baser, brought all his "friends" home. Here the Harvards' success ended; the Borsair failed to make anything, (mirabile dictu!), and the score stood 3-0 in favor of the Harvards...