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...this "Ossip," adapting our illustration, replies : Hollis Holworthy " avows his intention" of getting drunk. We, "whose opinion is not asked," " intimate delicately but intelligibly that he is gabbling like a gosling." [" Ossip" here implies that we advocate the blurting out of this truthful criticism. He seems not to have noticed that we said "intimate."] We do not, continues "Ossip," hereby " rescue" H. H. from "ruin." We admit that we only expect him to reflect upon the sally of wit; and our "only motive in speaking must be the assertion of our own principles of morality, and our oracular opinion." "Ossip...
...January number an inexpressibly and incomprehensibly silly production, entitled "Beatrice : A Flirtation Homily." For the amusement, or rather amazement, of those less unfortunate readers of ours who do not see the Lit., we give an outline of the story. It is that of a conceited puppy whose ideas of man, woman, and flirtation may be seen from the following quotation...
...this question analogous to that of opening the Reading-Room Sunday; for there are many students whose work takes so much time during the week that Sunday is the only day when they can read the papers and magazines...
...boast of the exalted moral pinnacle they occupy above their classmates. What is "G. E."'s treatment of Hollis Holworthy, whom he seems to consider the typical popular man, but a case in point? H. H. avows his intention of getting "as full as a goat." "G. E.," whose opinion is not asked, intimates, "delicately but intelligibly," that he is "gabbling like a gosling." This he calls "fearlessly acting in accordance with the dictates of a manly conscience, with absolute disregard of popular opinion." Granted that there is a "principle at stake," granting that H. H. is "going...
...then spent a year or so in travel and study previous to entering the Law School. He can't be admitted to the bar till he is twenty-seven at least; and yet he don't seem to think he has been wasting his time. The young man whose room in Stoughton my nephew borrowed for his Class Day told me that he had got ninety-five per cent in his college course, and that he intended to study for a Ph. D. Besides, our neighbor Mrs. Beacon Street told me the other day that her son Harry, just after...