Word: blessed
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...amusing as well as interesting to read of the life of Harvard students early in the history of the college, and as we read we bless the fate that has made us Harvard men of today and not of two hundred years ago. The freshmen had a hard time in those days. Now, in their own opinion at least, they are of great importance; no one molests them, and they are permitted to lead their verdant life in peace. But stranger indeed were the laws against freshmen in 1675: "No freshman shall wear his hat in the college yard unless...
Further, "James" inquires how the committee learned there was going to be a "disturbance." Why, bless your "faithful" heart, "James," the Committee would have been deaf, dumb and blind, if the "wars and rumors of wars" all day prevalent had not reached them. Would any other society, similarly threatened, have failed to take measures to protect itself...
...father of Barnard Dubois. This young gentlemen is supposed to be dead, but he returns to claim his property, incited thereto by the rejected Malesherbes. Bernard falls in love with Helene, and she returning the compliment, the marquis, glad to get out of his troubles, figuratively says, "Bless you, my children." Mr. Lander played the title role in his own work very well, and if he will cut it down from four acts to three it may achieve some success as there is smart repartee and clever word fencing in it. - Toronto Referee. Mr. Lander will be remembered in Cambridge...
...more noises like that, we want to know? "Well," says Snodkins, "it may seem rather steep at first, but I have got used to it; had to, in fact. After a few months in college, noises affect one very little. I used to think they were terrible, but bless you I don't mind 'em now at all." We begin to have a dim apprehension that college life is not so quiet after all, and we ask Snodkins to tell us more about the subject. "Well," says he, "the drummer's chum played the fife before the procession, and that...
...never seen nor (we confess it) heard of this book before, we picked it up with the reflection: 'The man that could perpetrate a story of five hundred pages about Harvard - or any other college for that matter - ought to be flayed. Conceited undergraduate, no doubt. Confound him!' 'God bless him!' we say now. He is a gentleman, and a very noble one, or he could not have written such a book as this. It is the best story of college life we have ever read - 'Tom Brown at Oxford' not excepted. A friend tells us that it does...