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...little mucker without shoes...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: DIRGE OF A LOVE-STRICKEN POET. | 5/5/1876 | See Source »

...hoped that the Class-Day Committee will take ample measures to exclude the ubiquitous mucker whose habitual presence has so marred previous Class Days. For the whole day the Yard should be kept clear, and the committee is such that if they but make up their minds the Celtic element cannot enter into the procession of the Class as a disorderly phalanx, where it is usually prone to straggle...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: SOME CLASS-DAY REFORMS. | 3/24/1876 | See Source »

...Harvard held peaceful sway from their throne of elms to the hills beyond the meadows. Peelers were unknown; offenders against the peace feared rather a dignified reproof in the shape of a few lines of good old Anacreon, than the rubicund justice of a Portchuck beak. Even the mucker element (which we may consider represented by the associates of Caleb Cheeshahteaumuck) was more in sympathy with the unfettered student and the lurking proctor, than the peremptory and unromantic system of the officials of modern and un-civil...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: GOWN vs. TOWN. | 11/20/1874 | See Source »

...Port is our vampire. Her government runs streets for shops through our sacred soil, her peelers interfere with our after-dinner reveries, her people crowd our conveyances to Boston, her factories disgust us. Her mucker roams in freedom through our sacred yard, her maiden robs the freedom of the student's heart. The Port is of the nineteenth century, shoppy; we who feel - to use a vulgarism - the ancient and patrician oats of our two hundred and thirty-ninth year (Freshmen of the present year especially) will no longer bear the plebeian yoke...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: GOWN vs. TOWN. | 11/20/1874 | See Source »

...know-I-that is-should like-charmed-never so long-long time (I really beg pardon)-again-" Tom floundered helplessly and stopped, panting, the apology being addressed to an ubiquitous mucker, who had grabbed the bouquet falling from Tom's nerveless hand, and run off, yelling savagely...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: HOW WE WENT TO EUROPE. | 6/19/1874 | See Source »

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