Word: tell
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...buildings. I hope to persuade the students to do something for you. We all realize that yon have a hard time of it. get poor pay, have five or more children apiece, and so on, but we want to know a little more, you know. Are you willing to tell me a little more about yourself and your work...
...hunt up a minister, drop one of his old friends, and take the minister into his confidence and friendship. What next? Nostaw has himself and a minister, and all he needs now for the marriage is Miss Crewel. He and the minister go to the fair one's relatives, tell them what an unsuitable man Mr. Colonel is in every particular, and finally influence them to kick Colonel out of the house on the occasion of his next call. A few days pass and Miss Crewel is hurried away in a carriage with Nostaw and the minister and married...
...Hall is a lasting testimony to the patriotism and gallant death of one hundred and thirty-five. It is indeed impressive, at every Commencement to note the vacant places in the war classes. The members who come back here, year after year to renew their old class relations can tell of class mates who would have been prominent to-day, had they lived, as orators, literary men, scholars and statesmen, but who have won far greater renown for "Fair Harvard" by having enrolled themselves among the heroes of the nation. This interest, taken by men of our college...
...first is on the "College Ground, Cambridge," with "groups of dudes twirling canes and adjusting eyeglasses." The whole drama is very good reading indeed-to Dartmouth Men. The personal "grinds" in the "Aegis" are almost without number. "Nominibus onusis" here are some of them, "-, 'asinus asinorum'; -, 'I had rather tell ten lies than say a word of truth' -, 'Great Bacchus is my deity." These grinds are doubtless the soul of Dartmouth wit. We may well pity the subjects of them...
...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 was excruciating, I admit; especially with a bones accompaniment. But that's over now, thank Heaven," and he sighs with relief. "Other noises," he continued, "are not so bad, nor so numerous...