Word: vagabondism
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During the reading period the Vagabond is able to dispatch all his mundane business in the course of the day, unhampered as he is by the press of lectures. In the evenings he is left free to wander carelessly in those sequestered spots which fancy dictates. Upon occasion the lights of Boston "flaring like a dreary dawn" beckon him over the river to while away the evening hours. In the course of his peregrinations intellectual needs often give way to the more physical delights of food and nourishment. The old fellow has happened upon many an interesting and delectable dish...
Yesterday the Vagabond clapped two professors into temporary oblivion. They were good fellows and he was glad to be in at the kill. But this ending of the year is a trying time. All courses seem to end with the fall of a dynasty or the decay of a lofty empire. May seems to bring with it the turbid ebb and flow of human tragedy along with divisionals. The Vagabond at such a time is wont to cram his briar, lounge in a chair and stare at the smoke as it floats in fragile clouds to the ceiling. A college...
...together with his briar, and go today to hear those professors who have, like Faustus, but one short hour to live. And he will go secure in the thought that next year there will be new battalions to replace those who have gone, battalions to whom the word "vagabond" still conjures up visions of a careless wastrel. If youth but knew, and age but could...
...Vagabond has never followed after the things of the body. He has confined himself chiefly to the less corporeal activities of the mind and intellect. Of late days, however, what with the warm weather and the fag end of the year, he has found the intellect altogether wanting. He decided that it was high time he learned something about the physical set up of mankind...
...cast about to find someone to enlighten him on the subject, but to no avail. Days past and no one appeared to dissipate the abysmal ignorance of the Vagabond. At last, after weeks of anxious waiting, succor arrived. Today at ten o'clock he will go to Emerson H there to hear Professor Sarton lecture on Pasteur. The Vagabond doesn't know much about Pasteur, but he has a vague and tenuous idea that he was a doctor, or a scientist or a medical man of some ability. He also had something to do with pasteurized milk, which the Vagabond...