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...simply a common ape, of average stature, appearance, and intellect. He listens to his companion with that momentary acquiescence in every detail which all give to the dicta of their superiors. The other is indeed remarkable. His stature is so large as almost to be gigantic; his form is massive, yet not unwieldy; his face serious, yet not stern; his eyes full of craft, if not of thought; his body black and glossy, except across the breast, where runs the band of white hair, the birth-mark of nobility. His age cannot be more than a score of years...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OUR FIRST FAMILIES. | 10/28/1881 | See Source »

...broke up already. The sonorous snore of my next-door neighbor came to me as soothingly as the sound of the waves on the beach. As I lay communing with my inner consciousness there was a knock at the door. Without waiting for any summons in walked a form which I had seen before. As he came nearer I saw it was an old acquaintance, familiarly known at college as Lampy. Somewhat surprised at the unexpected apparition, I hesitated a moment; but then remembering previous experience I said, with a haughty tone, "I don't care to subscribe. Not this...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AFTER THE GERMAN. | 10/14/1881 | See Source »

...started for the door, but it was of no use. The fiend was in the way. "What was it the racquet?" Wellnigh stupefied, still I chanced to remember an old legend I had once heard. Perhaps the Lamia had reappeared in the form of Lampy. I caught on to the idea, and played the philosopher. I stared. Slowly but surely Lampy drooped. His legs elongated, his arms became wings, his nose became a beak. It was - it was the Ibis. Still he could talk. "Who did lemonade?" he squeaked. I took the only rope I had - my tennis...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AFTER THE GERMAN. | 10/14/1881 | See Source »

...said that the Columbia Freshmen are rowing in excellent form...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BREVITIES. | 6/17/1881 | See Source »

JUST north of the narrow path connecting Weld and Matthews there stands a low and scraggy beech. It has neither shapeliness of form nor comeliness of appearance. Neither can it boast utility, for the toil-worn student cannot cast himself beneath its grateful shade; inasmuch as its shade is not grateful, but rather to such a degree baneful, that, oppressed by the perennial gloom the grass grows but sparsely beneath its branches, and the damp, bare ground seems doomed to a lasting blight. Standing with its humble stature among the high-topped, overarching elms that surround it, this poor beech...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MERELY A SUGGESTION. | 6/17/1881 | See Source »