Barringer High School - Athenaeum Yearbook (Newark, NJ)

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CUPPINGS, 21 Of the twelve male members of ’79, none swear, eleven dance, six out of a half-dozen are not partial to a good cigar, nine make regular visits every week, three have never treated to apples but always want to be treated—respectfully. All arc Republicans, one imagines that he has a talent for singing, making the night hide- ous with his howls, and twelve would give their all to take part in the farce at the “ Public.” For further particulars, see Government Census for 1875. The Juniors have lately had the well- known problem of the vintner and the wine, given them in their mathematics. A Junior editor remarks that it would be a good idea to put the name of a promi- nent member of that class in the place of the vintner, and Prof.----- s ink bottle in the place of the wine cask, and would like to know how many times the bottle has been filled up with water and how much pure ink there is left in the bottle. CLIPPINGS. We have found out the shape of a kiss at last;- It is a-lip tickle. We saw a young man the other night with two heads on his shoulders, but didn’t consider it much of a curiosity.—One be- longed to his girl. The meanest thing we have heard of yet, is two Sophmores putting a Freshman to bed after he had treated the class.— llowdoin Orient. One of the “ fair ones” boasts that her lover in the junior class is telescopic.—She can draw him out, see through him, and then shut him up. “ What do you think of Brown's preach- ing? asked a theologuc the other day. “I think,” was the reply, “that he did better two years ago.” “ But he didn’t preach then.” “That’s what I mean.”— Spectator. A professor of German, not a thousand miles away, being asked how often he shaved, replied :—“ Dree dimes a week, effery day but Soontay—den I shafe effery day.”—Ibid. A theological student was asked what theory he held regarding the devil. He blandly replied that he had not yet got to the devil.—Campus. “ What is an axiom ? ” asked a teacher of a Senior in Geometry. “ An axiom is a-a thing that is plain at the first glance, after you stop to think of it awhile,” was the lucid reply. A Western editor publishes a poem which “ was written by an esteemed friend, who has lain in the grave for many years merely for his own amusement.” A J unior wants to know if by “ indirect vision ” one can see a star that is below the horizon.—That is like shooting round corner. A tack points heavenward when it means the most mischief. It has many human imitators. An inscription upon the wall of an old wayside inn, not ten thousand miles from Connecticut: “ Hcres to Pands pen Dasoci! al Hou?—Rinhar M. Les, Smirt: Ha! (N. D. F.) Unie, T, Fri; end, shi! Prc, I, Gnbe, J, U, Stand, K. Indan Devils!!! Peako, Fn (one).” Can any of our readers translate it ? Dennis Kearney declined the chair of Profane History, at Harvard College.

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20 LOCAI.S. LOCALS. i»79- Merry Christmas. Happy New Year. '76, Mr. J. G. Olds is at Princeton. The Semi-Public is next in order. ’78, Miss Alice B. Poinicr is at Vassar College. Why not have a Thanksgiving every month ! The next examinations occur during the fourth week in January. Of the former members of the class of ’79, Messrs. R. K. Clark and C. F. Dar- lington are at Princeton. The membership of the present Hespe- rian Society exceeds that of any of the past five years. Yale has 1022 students; Harvard, 819; Cornell, 500; Princeton, 495; Amherst, 335 ; Columbia, 227, and Williams, 208. Our advertisers arc the representative business men of Newark. In purchasing holiday presents bear them in mind. The disappearance of Prof.-----’s auto- graph album has caused quite a furore in the circles of the male Junior class. The poem entitled “ To our noble School Building, consisting of seventeen stanzas of twelve verses each, is respectfully de- clined. The Columbia Spectator is one of the best of our exchanges. The college jokes are not the worst feature of the paper. We don’t quite understand, but will some young lady enlighten us as to how Miss Jennie S. Jones can be obtained from Miss Susan Jane Jones, or Miss Matilda Ann Slamhammcr can be changed to Miss Millie A. Slamhammcr, and others of a like nature? 77, Mr. T. W. Lautcrborn is studying medicine at the University of the City of New York. Mr. F. Riggs is at Columbia, Messrs. E. E. Worl and W. A. Dougall arc at Princeton. Among the latest contributions to our exchange table, we notice the Irving Era, published by the Buffalo Central High School, the Pcnna. College Monthly, and the Rochester Campus, all exhibiting a high degree of typographic and literary ability. It is really astonishing to note the large number of drafts, that certain of our Newark firms have “just accepted as we present a bill for advertising. How can the art interests of Newark be advanced, when the young lady members of the Rhetoric class de-Klein to encourage our gentlemen artists? '78, Mr. Joseph M. Woodruff is at Princeton, Mr. David Maclay is at Colum- bia, and Messrs. A. H. Ward and E. H. Rockwell arc at the University of the City of New York. Couldn't the Semi-Public committee arrange to have a farce in which all the members of the Hesperian could take part ? '76, Mr. D. H. Wisner is taking a course of lectures in medicine at the medical de- partment of the University of the City of New York. Mr. Pentz, having other duties to per- form, tendered his resignation as Junior editor of the ANNUAL. His position was filled by the appointment of Mr. Bruno Hood, of the Senior class. ’74, Mr. Louis Hood, desires private pu- pils in the Classics, higher English, and German. Apply at 127 Washington st.

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22 OVER THE WALL OVER THE WALL. MRS. JULIA C A. DORR. I KNOW a spot where the wild vines creep, And the coral moss-cups grow, And where, at the foot of the rocky steep, The sweet blue violets blow. There, all day long in the summer time, You may hear the river’s dreamy rhyme ; There, all day long docs the honey-bee Murmur and hum in the hollow tree. And there the feathery hemlock, makes A shadow, cool and sweet; While from its emerald wing, it shakes Rare incense at your feet. There do the silvery lichens cling, There does the tremulous hare-bell swing; And many a scarlet berry shines Deep in the green of the tangled vines. Over the wall at dawn of day, Over the wall at noon, Over the wall when the shadows say That night is coming soon, A little maiden with laughing eyes, Climbs in her eager haste, and hies Down to the spot where the wild vines creep, And violets bloom by the rocky steep. All wild things love her. The murmuring bee Scarce stirs when she draws near, And sings the bird in the hemlock tree Its sweetest for her ear. The hare-bells nod as she passes by, The violet lifts its calm, blue eye, The ferns bend lowly her steps to greet, And the mosses creep to her dancing feet. Up in her path-way, seems to spring All that is sweet or rare;— Chysalis quaint, or the moth’s bright wing, Or flower-buds strangely fair. She watches the tiniest bird’s nest, hid The thickly clustering leaves amid ; And the small, brown tree-toad on her arm, Quietly hops, and fears no harm. Ah, child of the laughing eyes, and heart Attuned to Nature’s voice! Thou hast found a bliss that will ne’er depart, While Earth can say “ Rejoice! ” The years must come, and the years must go; Rut the flowers will bloom, and the breezes blow, And bird and butterfly, moth and bee, Bring on their swift wings, joy to thee. ALL true work is sacred ; in all true work, were it but true hand-labour, there is something of divincncss.—Carlyle. The Problem Solved.— The fraction of life can be increased in value not so much by increasing your numerator as by lessening your denominator. Nay, unless my Alge- bra deceive me, thirty itself divided by zero will give infinity. Make thy claim of wages a zero, then; thou hast the world under thy feet. Well did the wisest of our time write : “ It is only with renunci- ation (Entsagen) that life, properly speak- ing, can be said to begin.”—Carlyle.