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Dates: during 1873-1873
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Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: NAUFRAGIUM. | 12/19/1873 | See Source »

This class is the largest that has ever entered Harvard; it by no means lacks good material for a crew, yet it seems in great danger of doing worse even than the last Freshman Class. The Class of '76 were at least enthusiastic, subscribing liberally to meet the expenses of their crew and having all winter long in the Gymnasium from ten to twelve men working for it; but our new associates seem entirely forgetful of the fact that the rest of the College expect them to send a crew to the next regatta. Yet perhaps I am wrong...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE FRESHMAN CREW. | 12/19/1873 | See Source »

...clock to-morrow forenoon, and every following Saturday, the officers and instructors of the Museum meet to discuss the previous week's work and to perfect plans by which each department may know what the others are doing, thus enabling all to work more intelligently...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BREVITIES. | 12/5/1873 | See Source »

...Meet Freshman at station. Observe foreign-looking man in sombrero. Freshman suggests spy. We suggest brakeman. Take compartment car. Freshman, ourself, and mysterious stranger, locked in together, go madly rushing through the night. Have observed stranger handing papers, doubtless important, to villanous-looking man in station. Certainly not brakeman, possibly spy. Do not have a good night's rest. Stranger refuses a pull at our flask. Suspicious...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ODS BODIKINS! | 12/5/1873 | See Source »

...Metropolis. Closeted with the Junta. Grand High Junta bids us God speed, and borrows $2.25. On coming out meet mysterious stranger. Can it be coincidence? New York by gas-light. It is very cold. Have to take a little brandy. The cause demands our health. Urbane bar-tender. Freshman starts and drops his glass; we look up and observe mysterious stranger handing a paper - apparently sealed - to bar-tender. Bar-tender smiles and burns it. Evident necessity for concealment. Back to hotel by a circuitous route; pile all available furniture against the door, and load pistols to the muzzle...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ODS BODIKINS! | 12/5/1873 | See Source »

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