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...game in our own hands. George Wright, however, got his base on called balls, and Leonard and J. White followed with safe hits. Three runs were scored, leaving the game four to two in favor of the Bostons. This game was lost, as was the preceding, by hard luck in not getting our base-hits in at the right time. There were several times during the game when a good base-hit would have won it. The score was as follows...
...place on the rank-list in those studies; but to read anything in either language besides what is read in class, is an idea that never enters his mind. For him, the finest library has no more attractions than his own collection of well-thumbed text-books. He works hard and conscientiously, we cannot blame him for the smallness of his brain, but only wonder why he came to Harvard...
...energy which would otherwise be spent in overcoming the difficulties of the journey to Parnassus may be devoted to intellectual effort; and, up to a certain point, everything which relieves the mind of the strain of over-exertion and makes life cheerful is so much help to the hard worker. Shut off from society, compelled to pass four years of exhausting, unremitting labor in dingy dormitories and uncomfortable recitation-rooms, the poor student, who depends solely on his own high rank for his daily bread, has few of the amenities of life. After six or eight hours of sustained intellectual...
...lack strength on the catch, and almost every man uses his arms too soon, a fault most easy to get in this stroke. Bancroft is inclined to hitch in the middle of the stroke, but is placed at a disadvantage by the others, who do not respond to his hard catch. Jacobs does not keep his oar-blade covered in the last part of his stroke, his hands coming in too low. Schwartz uses his arms too soon, and makes the last part of his feather too high. Brigham hurries his body forward, pauses, and catches just too late...
...subject. He was warmly encored. But the finest individual effort of the evening was Mr. Russak's piano solo, "Regoletto," from Liszt. In answer to an encore he played Mill's "Murmuring Fountain." How far one's judgment may be biassed by outside motives is of course hard to say, but we thought at the time, and have found no cause to change our mind since, that Mr. Russak's playing was irreproachable both in mechanical execution and in fidelity of expression. The first piece of Mr. Babcock was an air, "Who treads the Path of Glory?" from Mozart...