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...Boston, - then the boasted head...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: 1. WAR ECHOES. | 2/11/1881 | See Source »

...year. The point which we endeavored to make was that the requirements for Honorable Mention, as such, should be the same for all subjects. On this basis, it is reasonable that the requirement in English composition should be 80 per-cent for all the work that comes under that head, even though it is not equivalent to eight hours; for any system of compensations, if once introduced, must be carried on indefinitely to arrive at any real equalization of the amount of work done in different branches. This is manifestly inadvisable, while it is undoubtedly well to give such credit...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: No Headline | 1/14/1881 | See Source »

...Jennie Sinews sets : she buckets, and isn't quick enough on the recover. Then, the bow there is terrible, terrible. Sal Biceps will never make a good oar : back's too short; all her strength lies in her arms. As for Billy Pigmy, the coxswain, he'll lose his head when he sees Biddy Cooke's crew alongside of ours at New London. There! look now, how your chum, Fanny Muscle, splashed. Umph! that will never do. They took that bridge well. Now they're gone, Min, let's go up to the Square, and have a game of billiards...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: WHAT WE ARE COMING TO; OR, HARVARD IN 1981. | 1/14/1881 | See Source »

...through those green goggles of his, - from another part of the balcony. Good Heavens! how I recoiled! Such a look - so full of vindictive hatred - I hope I may never see again on the face of any human being. Bertha noted its reflection in mine, and quickly turned her head. He spoke no word, but beckoned, and she went to him. I felt a mad desire to step between them - that he ought hardly to be trusted with his own daughter, but I could only hold my peace...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DREAM AND A REALITY. | 12/21/1880 | See Source »

...boats were now but a few hundred yards apart. Suddenly Bertha rose to her feet, with a scornful gesture, laughing nervously; and then that devil raised his arm and struck her. She reeled backward, fell helplessly over the side; and then the whirling waters closed above her head...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DREAM AND A REALITY. | 12/21/1880 | See Source »