Carleton College - Algol Yearbook (Northfield, MN)

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ll 1 4 . ,- Gridley and the snow is falling fast outside, the bright grate-fire and the comfortable sofas look very inviting to the boy who is trying to decide what he shall do all the long evening. When he comes in and gathers with the rest in a semi-circle about the room, and settles down for an hour of solid enjoyment, he feels as though it were next to being at home. Miss Richardson always has something interesting picked outto read, perhaps it is a short story, perhaps a book. This winter she read us the autobiography of Jacob A. Riis, and. we felt as though we were acquainted with the man when he came in January to lecture. In the spring when the weather is pleasant and the sun does not set till late, the little company retires to the east steps, or the lawn on the east side of the Hallg and there, as the shadows lengthen and twilight approaches, they listen to the reading. Miss Richardson's reads have been a feature of Carleton life which the fellows for a number of years back have enjoyed, and their words of commendation show how much they really thought of it and appreciated it. Both from these and from the present students a great deal of gratitude is due to Miss Richardson who has sacrificed so. many Sunday evenings that her Uboysn might have a pleasant time, and perhaps she herself .does not know how'much good she has done by giving her hearers higher ideals and better motives, as well as so many pleasant evenings. 2 5 P

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teaches us to look with a purer vision into broad fields where our influence may count for true womanhood. It is like a vision to us. We realize more adequately what privileges and op- portunities are oursg what duties and responsibilities follow themg how the college girl is blessed with that for which many others are longingg and we are filled with the determination to strive more earnestly for the fulfilling of those high ideals in our own lives. And as we go away after the sweet voice has bidden a loving goodnight and spoken a warm invitation to come again soon, we feel that this and other experiences like it, will be precious and blessed memories in all our lives to come. THE READ The fellows who are accustomed to gather in Gridley Hall parlors on Sunday evenings to hear Miss Richardson read an interesting story or a few chapters from a book, have some- thing to which they can look back with pleasure when college days have passed, and much of their life at Carleton has been forgotten. When the chilling wind is whistling about old 24

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ALL Tl'lAT'S YELLOW IS NOT GOLD The mellow chimes of the steeple clock, The welcome the old student gives, The bright, bright tint of the autumn leaves Makes the new student glad he lives. How gladly he meets each new, new day And seeks some fresh wisdom to gain, Till the yellow examination sheet Makes him wish he were home again. The freshman girls and the freshman boys Are received at full many a reception, And declare that Carletonis the loveliest place Without the least exception. But O, at the end of the first, first month Their joy -is turned to sorrow. You may write an 'exam', the instructor says, Cl On yellow paper tomorrow. A row up the Cannon is very nice, Baseball isa striking featureg The exercise gained in a football game Makes the player a powerful creature. Gymnasium work for the sweet, sweet girl Gives the waist-just the proper taper, But O! the contortions the mind goes through At thought of that yellow paper. There are winter pleasures that come in their When the rink is gay with laughter, Many beautiful figures are cut, on the ice, And the 'dutch roll' follows after. 26 place,