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

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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.

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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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I If) ECHO OP THE SENECA. Their efforts in this direction were as pitiful as those of one of tlioir members in another, to whom our class poet would say : “Now Young SopD, just take advice, Por it. is not very nice,. When, a cemetery lies upon the way, To go calling ont at night And compel a luckless wight To escort you home and to keep the ghosts at hay.” In the acquisition, of knowledge as well as in self-protection the deeds of the class of ’82 have been so numerous that in recording them the pencil of the Class Historian has been worn to a stub, and the Class Poet has sang in endless hexameter our actions, and the record of thorn will go down to future agos, a monument for future classes. Heeding th8 advice, “ little knowledge is a dangerous thing,” we have determined to “drink deep,” and to devote our best ener- gies to the task of acquiring knowledge, so that in. after days we may not regard the four years of college life wasted, when we look back and see only the silver lining to the cloud which then seemed so dark and impenetrable. Wc hope, nay feel certain, that it will not be so, and with this feeling uppermost in our hearts we trust that we shall succeed. jRoader, while we cannot, hope to have entertained you, yet if by our feeble efforts we have helped to wake the “Echo of the Seneca,”'we are satisfied, our duty is done, our mission ful- filled. Eighty-Two. !