Hobart College - Echo of the Seneca Yearbook (Geneva, NY)

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Echo of the Seneca. 9 We thought we heard some one say: “We buried Calculus! Yes, we did ; we cremated the old boy very effectually, and some- thing like ten thousand people witnessed the ceremony at the dead hour of night. That's all. Kind reader, as you peruse our Echo, will you reciprocate when we remark—“ Dcsfiiciant dii te gratia ?

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S' Echo of he Seneca. EDITORIAL '77, HE collegiate rubicon has been crossed—the role o! r upper-classmen assumed, and clothed with the dignits incident to the title, we proceed by appointment to sling the editorial ink of Sevrntv-skvkn. It is our intention to give this article a somewhat historical character, and in doing this we shall expect the usual immunities consequent upon so great responsibility. It has often been remarked as a strange co-incidence, that the best men in Hobart should have all entered in the same class, hut as the members of '77 did not enter in this year, the fact is perhaps one of little moment to our readers. As Juniors we can point with pride Lo a past replete with noble deeds, many of which modesty will forbid us to record, while lack of space will prevent the great bulk from being properly set forth. This reminds us of a little story—but we will proceed as before, with- out saying anything. Our debut was rendered brilliant by one of our number, who for a Freshman, executed a manoeuvre which would have done credit to a Marshal of France. Meeting some Sophs, out late one night, he allured them to the docking, enticed them into a boat, and rowing them across the lake, left them there singing We wont go home, etc. This act secured for our class many well-deserved compli- ments. The surveying expedition, in our Sophomore year, was a memora- ble occasion. One gentleman promised to write a “ full ” account of the affair, but his feelings overcame him early in the evening, and his notes, somewhat imperfect, were found to conclude as fol- lows : “ Happy th’ght, g’t bed in m’ boots.” The “ Soph. Ex.” of ’77 was notable for the pointed burlesque of the Freshmen, the large sprinkling of the “ Fail-.” and some very good speaking. The programmes were gilt-edged.

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to lie Jio of the St: nc i. EDITORIAL '78. the beginning of fast year how long it seemed to look .'■uX 'forward, before that class which entered Hobart rejoicing in the title Seventy-eight, should become Sophomores, with ;iiii-»-£ tradilionary rights to plug hats, canes and whiskers. But the turning year has accomplished the event, and we feel that we indeed have the Sophomore name and fame so often hand- ed down, to maintain. Our first year in College was passed in quietly ridding ourselves of whatever of the uncollegiate customs had been brought within the College walls, and in mastering the studies assigned us. With an unselfish spirit which is truly commendable. Seventy seven per- sisted in leaving us unmolested, a favor for which we are deeply grateful. We came back this year somewhat wearied, it is true, by the hard fighting around sacred Ilium, and by the fatiguing journeys which we undertook with Ulysses. Our trip with Hannibal across the Alps was made rather difficult by chillv weather; but we are rapidly regaining our health and spirits by taking now and then a jar of Falernian or Ctecuban with our jolly friend Horace, and by an overland jaunt in company with the nephew of Artabanus. In all class matters we act in the most perfect unity, gaining, by this, one great element of strength, and being spared the ill fee ing among classmates which class factions too often engender. The lower class certainly has no reason to complain of treatment received from ours. Though not disposed to be overbearing or aggressive, and in fact unwilling to resent insults which might have been offered through mere ignorance, we have shown beyond ques- tion that Seventy-eight permits no invasion of its privileges, and have vindicated the character of the class. Many a broken cane adorns the walls, an unobtrusive but clear reminder to the evil- minded not to arrogate too much, nor endeavor “things unattempt-