Word: tree
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...some years influences tending to materially change the nature of Class Day have been at work. With the increase of numbers in the classes came the abolishment of the rush around the tree; then the tree exercises themselves were attacked severely by those who thought all such exhibitions boyish in the extreme; the office of chaplain was dropped or resumed at the pleasure of the particular class; and each year has made more evident the fact that Class Day is enjoyable, not because of its literary exercises, or because of its class-tree exercises, but because of the social enjoyment...
...none. He advised me to go over to Appleton Lyceum to hear the exercises, which were very intellectual. I could understand some of the Poem, but the other parts were exceedingly deep. When these were ended we all went out to the Boylston Museum, and the class buried a tree...
...vine-leaf is twined o'er your temples 'neath the blaze of the pine-tree bough...
...think that the tedious ceremonies of Commencement Day might well be divided. On one day the parts might be spoken; on another the degrees might be given out; while the graduates' dinner, etc., might take place on a third. The childish performances of Class Day - the dance about the tree and its companion follies - might well be abolished; and if the oration and poem were deemed worthy of perpetuation, they could be delivered either with the College parts, or on a separate occasion. On another day a concert in the Sanders Theatre would be an agreeable event. The various spreads...
...Yard, as companionless as ever. "Why, O my chum," I groaned as I gazed at the gloomy window-panes of my room, "didst thou avail thyself of thy senioric privileges and betake thyself off for a week's respite from college duties?" and I leaned moodily against a tree. Of a sudden a cold puff of wind drew across the Yard, and, tinkle, tinkle, a sharp metallic sound struck my ear. I turned, and saw that I was standing near the college-pump, whose tin cup the breeze was rattling against the post. "Well said, wise counsellor," I murmured...