Word: leftness
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1873-1873
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...Sophomores visited him, made him read his Testament, and tucked him into bed? If his manly aspirations led him to drink bitter beer and the choking hot brandy-and-water, was it not as good for him as a temperance lecture to be doused in cold water and left to dry? Did not, in short, the Sophomore take the place of a mother to him and frequently perform the functions of the previous maternal supervision? But, it may be said, however this was, the Sophomores were certainly not the men to exercise this restraint. The belief in the conceit...
...walk, made three feet wide, of strong planks, and so constructed that it could be taken up and put down again with little labor, would cost only about $700 or $800, - possibly less. It could be laid close to the buildings, so that an ample space would be left for the passing of coal-carts and carriages...
...Williams Vidette is voluminous, but so much space is occupied by Book-notices, Exchanges, etc., that little is left for original matter. That little, however, is good. The following is a specimen of its wit: "The Professor of Geology told the Seniors, in a lecture, that during the Triassic age, huge batrachian, frog-like animals, as large as cows, infested the earth. One of the class wishes to know if that was the origin of bull-frogs...
...less awful question what to do with it. In the coming fall, the oft-repeated query, "Did you enjoy your vacation?" will be answered by a careless, "Yes," under which lurks an uneasy feeling that a summer to which we have long looked forward has slipped away and left but little behind it. For we no sooner have our time than we are possessed with an eager desire to kill it; and our joy, when released from the Annuals, is changed to disgust at finding an elephant on our hands...
...Camden, Markland, and Richardson; the first of England's novelists) and in stories of Charles Lamb and Coleridge, "the inspired charity-boy," pacing the cloisters together, or Leigh Hunt withstanding some "little tyrant," in spite of blows and cuffs so painful to his sensitive nature. These last three have left us interesting accounts of the time when they were blue-coat boys, and of their savage old teacher, Mr. Bowyer, who has been immortalized by a bon-mot of Coleridge's when he heard of his fatal illness: "Poor J. B., may all his faults be forgiven...