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...crowed" the students of Fisk, had caused a colored Bishop to be insulted. Said he: "I am told that the Jubilee Club gave a concert down town this year. Not only was the colored audience segregated, but the colored mothers were separated from the white teachers, and different windows were furnished where colored and white people were to buy their tickets. When lasaiah Scott, a bishop of the Methodist Episcopal Church, went innocently to the white window, he was refused service and insulted...
...distinguished by their intelligence, by their apparel; lambs, lions, scoffers, leaders, bleaters, men who, in other clothing might have been artists. Seven hundred idle, able, rowdy, snobbish, gay, amused, determined, casual, dismal Harvard lads (as motley as only an assembly of U.S. students can be) stared up at a window in Langdell Hall. It was the window of Roscoe Pound, Dean of the Harvard Law School, who has recently been offered the Presidency of the University of Wisconsin...
...window was shut, but they knew that Dean Pound was up there. One of their number had conspired to effect this by making a private appointment with the Dean for just that hour. The 700 shouted "Open the window!" Moved by an unseen hand, the pane swung from the frost-rimmed sill. Then from the motley group stepped a man of older years, George R. Nutter, a Harvard graduate, President of the Boston Bar Association. Circumstances forced him to speak in the manner of a tragedian uttering an aside?addressing the 700, but speaking to the window. He urged Dean...
...guardsman in a window signalled to the artillery without. Within there were shouts, applause. Mrs. Ferguson began to smile. People rushed up to shake hands with the Governess. Flowers were piled upon her. She was inaugurated. That night, there were three great balls and a reception to amuse the thousands who congested the city. Mrs. Ferguson was kept up late. Mrs. Ferguson and her consort with their grandson led three grand marches. Next morning, the Governess and her husband arrived at the Executive Office together. Mrs. Ferguson took the Governor's chair, her husband took a small desk...
...carefree American tourists, gaining in the halls of pleasure what they had lost on the fields of battle. But on the little side street by the water-front, not far from the Franz-Josef bridge, there were no bright lights. There was only the faint glow from the garret window of a weather-beaten old house, where, working far into the night, a busy scholar was translating Shakespeare's "Julius Caesar" into Albanian...