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Dates: during 1873-1873
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...keep it," were the answers from those scores of dry-goods stores. Can any good come out of Springfield? In the best-looking store of all, in answer to inquiries, some pink ribbon was produced, some scarlet, some maroon, some purple braid! and finally, - last hair which broke, etc., - "Would n't some of this red tape do?" Were we the victims of a prodigious joke? We made our speedy exit...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OUR COLORS. | 12/19/1873 | See Source »

...take a good look at the sun, and go to see the Dean. Dean says "No," and a public for insolence; learning we want to go to Cuba, mutters "Virginius," and says "Granted." Buy four horse-pistols and some brandy. Freshman procures scissors in view of prospective locks of hair...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ODS BODIKINS! | 12/5/1873 | See Source »

...Cuba! We write a letter home, enclosing will. Freshman gets his head shaved, and despatches by express eleven locks of hair (his hair). Embark on blockade-runner. Presented with cutlasses and sworn in. Bearded patriot shows us over our seaworthy craft for two reis. A stanch Clyde-built steamer, English bottom, long, low, rakish hull, B. No. 3. Interrupted by pistol-boom from quarter-deck, we weigh anchor (4000 lbs., more or less). We lend a hand, which is blistered. Observe mysterious stranger sorting papers in the shadow of a warehouse. Freshman fires, does not drop...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ODS BODIKINS! | 12/5/1873 | See Source »

With lighter, fairer hair than ours, and with a paler face...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AN INDIAN SUMMER'S DREAM. | 11/21/1873 | See Source »

...cups. (We had a little brandy, three pints.) Destination, - unknown. Walked twenty miles before dinner. Weather rather debilitating. Took a little brandy. At 12 M. saw pretty girl blowing dinner-horn at door of farm-house. Stopped for dinner. Dinner bad. Girl pleasant. Freshman asked for lock of her hair. Started again at 1.30. Walked twenty miles. Startled female peasant takes us for brigands. Soothed by sight of Freshman's pocket-Bible. Enter a lovely village. Setting sun, lowing herds, etc. Both of us a little tired. People stare. Freshman sings Fair Harvard for a bluff. Prohibitory law. No tavern...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MARRY, COME UP! | 11/21/1873 | See Source »

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