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

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 1-4 ECBSO OF TH® SENECA-. Verdant traits which now appeal in Word and raiment, thought and actions; Traits which cause us now in wonder To inquire of one-another If w ever have been Freshmen. Now we hope appreciation In its best and fullest measure May be theirs, through recognition Of our generous behavior In the Game-Rush, fierce encounter. . Honor to our Alma Mater! May her range of influence widening Be the means of great and growing . Good unto the eager students, Who shall throng her open portals. Honor to the. noble teachers Who have labored, still do labor. For those who, alas! too often. Careless seem of all advantage, All the chances for improvement. And when, all the care and trouble Of this life have passed forever, May there then be heard approval Of lives passed in noblest effort In their day and generation. . Eichtcy-Ohe. I

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ECHO OF THE SENECA. 13 ■ P. .4 , 't’OW there comes unto the poet Of this noble band of students, (Eighty-One their honored title) Once agein the cry of “ copy! ” From tho remorseless printer’s devil. And, as ever to stem duty Yields he absolute obedience, So at this unwelcome summons He prepares to add his quota To the stock of “ Editorial” Which mates up our famous Echo. Little need to draw out versos To proclaim our well-known prowess: ‘ Big words do not smite like war clubs, Boastful breath is not a bow-string. Deeds are hotter things than words are, Actions mightier than boastings!” Should the road to “ my dejwinmnt” Bo A. S. Hill-y as the mountain- Pass o’er which far-famod Hydames Led of old the war-like Persians, Still wp march into the class-room, Showing, by our very aspect, That the strength of all old Sparta C-oul-D a- Vail against ns nothing. To the green and uncouth Freshmen Strcteh we out the hand of welcome. Day by day will fade from notice

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ECHO OF THE SENEGA. 15 Y a college custom dating back into the dim ages of the past wo are expected, through the medium of an editorial, to in- troduce ourselves, the class of ’82, to the world. Though it is with reluctance that we bend ourselves to the task, yet far be it from us to break through any of Old Hobart’s time-honored customs; rather let us wield as best we may, the editorial pen. We entered with our star in the ascendant, a class comparatively large, though perhaps among our number there are not so many mow “ of noble birth and extraordinary beauty” as there are in the Sophomore class. Be that as it may we feel that our glory—at first perhaps a thing of the future, but now a certainty—is waxing, and that in us has been added to Hobart’s coronet a diamond whose worth and purity will bo amply proved in the test of college life. A diamond which by con- tact and association with the rest of the eoUege will be polished and prepared to reflect with prismatic colors our true character. Our connection with the other classes has beon most encouraging, the upper class mon treating us with a cordiality which at once makes ns at homo, Tho Sophomores anxious to seom brave attempted some- thing in the hawing line, hut the signal failures wluch. attended their efforts in that direction taught thorn that discretion was the better part of valor. Would you know the most effectiva missile for break- ing up a riot? Ask a Sophomore and he will tell you a flower-pot judiciously hurled by Mrs. Jan. is more to bo feared than a cannon ball, as ho has had experience—with flower-pots. Not only did their peculiar bravery, manifest itself in regard to hazings, but it was shown in a gallant way in which they attacked the Freshmen in the oano-rush. Not a Soph, could then be seen, for in the tumult the Freshmen completely hid them, from view until they cried for quarter and when released they nobly acknowledged that the class of ’82 was worthy to carry canes.