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Word: passport (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1889
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...Sorbonne Conferences. Upon the whole, I felt perfectly contented with Paris and her institutions after this piece of good fortune. Such is a brief account of my matriculation in a French university. It is nearly as simple as that of the Leipzig University, where for foreigners a passport alone suffices...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: STUDENT LIFE IN PARIS. | 3/7/1883 | See Source »

...Otium cum dignitate' - the learned leisure of a scholar's life - always despising digging, you know, and what with ticking, screwing and deading, am candidate for a piece of parchment tomorrow, certifying that I am admitted to be by all A. B., which being interpreted is A Booby, a passport all the world over...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: EARLIER HARVARD JOURNALISM. | 3/14/1882 | See Source »

...haired man of about sixty, I should judge, who soon set me quite at my ease by talking English to me, and very good English too. I learned from him that all I had to do was to prove myself a foreigner, which was easily accomplished by showing my passport, and that then I should have no further difficulty. He kindly gave me also some information as to the details of the process of matriculation and then dismissed me, wishing me success in my undertaking...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: HOW I MATRICULATED AT A GERMAN UNIVERSITY. | 11/25/1881 | See Source »

...sharp, I was outside the Senate-chamber door, armed with my passport and ready for business. Around me was a crowd of German youths, all loaded down with voluminous documents and looking excessively anxious. After an embarrassing delay we were admitted, but found no one there except the servant who had opened the door and who took our cards as we came in. After we had all entered he came round and gathered up our papers, with which he vanished through a small door in the wall. Another delay ensued, during which I amused myself by studying the frescos...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: HOW I MATRICULATED AT A GERMAN UNIVERSITY. | 11/25/1881 | See Source »

...length the eventful day and hour came, my name was called, and I marched up to the table once more, passing successfully the Cerberus with the pile of papers, who could find no flaw in my passport this time. The next man was the Rector, who asked me my name and nationality, having apparently forgotten my previous visit to him, and wrote them into their appropriate places in a large sheet before him, which I afterwards found was a sort of testimonial that I, "vir juvenis ornatissimus," &c., had entered the University and was enrolled among its students...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: HOW I MATRICULATED AT A GERMAN UNIVERSITY. | 11/25/1881 | See Source »

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