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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...Forest medal at Yale for the best oration was yesterday awarded to Louis Judson Swinburne, of Albany, N...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BREVITIES. | 6/25/1879 | See Source »

...started and looked suspicious as the N. C. broke suddenly off, and rose, saying, "Thanks for information. Don't trouble yourself about a card. Here's mine." And with the light step and smiling face of a true philanthropist, passed rapidly up one of the side streets near Beck Hall and disappeared. The T. F. seemed amazed, but this was nothing to the expression which came over his face as he read on the pasteboard...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ALL THINGS ARE NOT, ETC. | 6/25/1879 | See Source »

...enjoyed Class Day, have you? Met some interesting girls, I suppose. It 's all very pleasant for you Boston men, but it has been a sober day for me. I did n't mind being turned out of my room, but it was rather hard to be kicked out of Memorial Hall by two infuriated college officers, after I had stolen up through the cellar with the hope of avoiding the rush at the door. Such treatment, ruffles the dignity of a Junior, you know. Of course I liked the exercises, but the Seniors did n't look sad enough...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AN UNDERGRADUATE'S CLASS DAY. | 6/25/1879 | See Source »

...n't I meet any friends? O yes, at Memorial Hall I met Miss DeLancy, whom I used to know at home. She seemed much amused at seeing me, and asked me how I got in. I had one waltz with her, during which she said that '79 was her class, and asked me if I did n't wish I had been born a year earlier. Then up came an officious Senior and whisked her off to see the illuminations...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AN UNDERGRADUATE'S CLASS DAY. | 6/25/1879 | See Source »

...entered with a light heart, only to find my fair hopes an exploded dream, for there was the object of my self-sacrifice directing the full force of her charms - Ye Gods! what a power! - upon Mr. Lowbrow Fairface. Duty chuckled audibly and Conscience taunted me. But I did n't "chew my dear heart," following the example of Homeric heroes. I rushed up stairs, a little dazed, but registering a mighty oath that rather than be balked by a coquette's deceits, I would dance with the Furies and find beauty in them...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A REMINISCENCE. | 6/25/1879 | See Source »

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