Word: vagabonder
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Reverberations from the strife of recent party campaigns and elections have been strong enough to penetrate the remote seclusion of the Vagabond's quarters. In keeping with his lecture listening, academic frame of mind, he shuns an active participation in the world of affairs and prefers to contemplate things political from a detached and philosophic point of view. Two excellent opportunities for indulging in such meditative thought are offered him this morning. At nine o'clock he will be found in Sever 23 listening to Professor Fay, whose brilliant reputation as the biographer of Franklin ensures a scholarly and entertaining...
Yesterday, the Vagabond was about to retire to some lonely spot in Somerville and cast his vote for the Grand Old Party, to which by nature and heredity he is naturally affiliated, when Professor Lake broke his nerve and his enthusiasm. In one brief digression, the dauntless archaeologist hewed the democratic system in pieces before the Lord. It seems that Saul. sensing that the Lord was somehow not at home, resorted to the time-honored method of casting lots to determine the guilty. This expedient, declared Professor Lake, has its modern counterpart in the casting of votes, whereby a question...
Today, at 12 o'clock in Sever 11, Professor Matthiesson, in his own sure and sometimes clever fashion, will discuss Francis Bacon. The Vagabond shadders to think that somewhere in the feature the words. "the wisest brightest, meanest of mankind," may possibly appear. This seems to introduce Alexander Pope about whom Professor Greenough will talk today at 2 o'clock, also in Sever...
...heights Kittredge is one of the few enthusiasms the Vagabond permits himself the wanderer should sometime or other find his way into Harvard 6 any Monday, Wednesday, or Friday morning at 10 o'clock and find the most pleasant combination of Shakespere and Kittredge...
Edevart was a simple lad. Even in the far-from-sophisticated Norwegian village of Polden there were sharper wits, more skeptical memories than his. But Edevart was willing to learn about life. When young vagabond August drifted into the village, smiled and showed his gold teeth, told whopper after whopper about his adventures, Edevart heard his vocation calling. He and August became "buddies...