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

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Chairman, wm. p. Mcknight. HARRY S. TUTHILL, JOHN H. JOHNSON. Chairman, . . . CHAS. T. WOOD. w. ray delano, r. Cleveland cone. Chairman, . . . THOMAS DUCK. WM. B. RANKINE. S. FLETCHER WEYBURN.

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T H E Hobart College. DECEMBER, 1875. jP UBLISHED BY THE jJ UNIOR p LASS. GENEVA, N. Y.: S. H. PARKER, PRINTER, GAZETTE OFFICE. 18 7 5-

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EDITORIAL extend in advance to expectant readers the word in V’AX .apologetic. We shall he unable upon this occasion fw to exhibit our classic shades.” They are barely convalescent from a severe attack id tht classic oo- tic, and their long-continued services assuredly entitle them to sym- pathy. '• The rugged portion of the sleep hill of learning ” is in the hands of the Main Street Improvement Societ. , and will be ready for climbers when “Gay comes marching home. Weave sorn to be obliged to state, in addition, that our “ time-honored halls ” give more marked evidence of the existence of the historic jack-knife of the student than the immediate presence of the Halo of Glory. We all “studiously shun the “ pathway of knowledge. A com- pany of young men. dwellers among us for four years, having set out upon this mythical highway last June, have not been heard from since, and—probably never will be. Aristophanes, Josh Billings, or some other philosopher with more than philosophic acumen lias remarked : “ Blessed are they who expect nothing, for they will never be disappointed. If our readers will accept this wise “ saw in good faith, we will guarantee them the highest satisfaction with the Echo, and shall, at the same time, proceed with our responsible labors, confident of the attainment ol our ends. Astonishment, very faintly conveys an idea of the feeling aroused in the writer of this editorial, when upon looking over an old file of The Geneva Gazette recently, his eye was attracted by an article descriptive of a public dinner to the Board of Trustees of Hobart College, The issue was that of June 26th, 1829, and the account was rich, rare, racy, and withal complete. “Joke followed joke,’ etc., (vide Shakspeare). Was that feast the last that gladdened the hearts of those old patriarchs ? Were those venerable perpen- dicularities then liorizontalized to await the final trump? Or has the sleep of Rip Van Winkle been emulated in successive continui- ty ? Will fifty years suffice to span their deep, unbroken slumbers ? If so. then may the Sun rise on Old Hobart in 1879. The friends ot culture have been much cheered this fall by the many indications of activity at our prominent seats of learning. The Yale boys heroically attacked a procession of Odd Fellows in Sep-