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

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Krlin of fhr Scin'ca. PROLOGUE. r-TTTI tins issue of tin? Echo, the curtain rises on a new corps of Editors. 'Whatever of merit may he present- ed in th( following pages, is offered in all sincerity. ‘What- ever of demerit, wo ask you to pass by in the silence of unspoken criticism. None are aware better than ourselves, that but few can be wholly satisfied. We hope, however, that there are those who will think our effort not entirely fruitless. De- fects undoubtedly will appear. They are unavoidable. Do not make them the subject of too sarcastic remarks. We place this, our effort, before you, with its many weaknesses, and in its strength, if perchance it may claim any. It goes forth from our hands, and it is yours. Deal with it, therefore, honestly and sympathetically. And when the curtain falls, “as we clasp hands across the boards,” may the mutual feeling of duty fulfilled min- gle with our Goodnight.

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2 fidi» of Ut ‘ Srnrru. Chairman, - - F. E. MOULTON. F. R. GRAVES, - R. N. CLAGGETT. - EDVV. MUNSON. E. G. CHAPMAN. VV. F. SMITH,

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-I Kr m rtf III' Sr)II'fir EDITORIAL. -’appy, indeed. would we he. when the revolving moons had brought round • the great, the auspicious day, on which this ECHO comes again into being, if it could spring forth like Pallas, completely accoutred ; or like Longleilow's Indian, at a bound with all his weapons about him. But Adam’s doom compels to the difficult turning upon the anvil, anti labors of the file so dear to the heart ol Horace, and forbids the surprise and pleasure of such a birth. It is indeed no trivial task, no labor we delight in far more like is it to the Cyclopean labor of those who, under Etna, forged thunderbolts for the red right hand of Jove. No hyperbola is this, we deal not in exaggeration, and well is it for our toil-worn brains that we can unbend them over the pages of Tacitus and Demosthenes. Suspect not that we are like that an- cient “ man of Lawe, who “seemed busier than he was.” With what reverence did we, as Freshman, regard the grave ed- itorial chair, then filled by Seventy Six ; with what a weight of re- sponsibility did the office seem freighted, and how did we Iook for- ward with a mixture of hope and fear to the time when, as Juniors, it should be our lot to prepare this Echo. In no light hu nor should we approach the tide ; the pen should not frisk upon the p= per, but should rather move decorously “ with measured step and slow.” It should catch a classic inspiration, and a certain flavor of time-honored learning should pervade its productions. This Echo is not the mere chronicle of College events, not alone the medium through which we record the triumphs of the ball-field and the whist-table ; it is a mark set up by each class at the turn- ing point of their course, to indicate the transition- from under to