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

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ECHO or THE SENECA. JophomQpe EditopiaL CftyiND I'widci'. It is utterly useless for us. after the customary routine of most class editorials, to begin by setting forth the magnanimous deeds of virtue and ability of our class. She speaks for herself. There is little need of words; and as brevity is wit, wo will be brief. In the fall of 811 we entered college, perhaps few in numbers hut a mighty host ns far as intellect was concerned. Wo took the yoke upon mu-selves and bore up as light]3' as possible under the circumstances. Wo kindly accepted what little hazing was done to us ami took our defeat in the cane-rusli without a murmur. The fall flow swiftly bsr and examination time can 10. It was. then, then, on the Kith of December, 1883, fated day, that the class of ’87 experienced its first mishap. It was in the examination of that most important subject, The Word! Booh. One of our number being asked the definition of chemixe. replied, “to suspect something.” There wiui u burst like thunder's roar, That man, Oh! where was lie, Ask if the hoys who fur ami whlo Util (jay the poor Arnett, He did not return after Christmas. We lost one more monument of intelligence because lie tried to persuade our chaplain that his sermons had no sense in them. The third foil victim to that invincible euemy—indolence, the remainder of the class, by dint of hard work, succeeded in pulling through and coming out after Commencement had, bad Sophomores. We all returned in September eager for gore, exultiug in the thought of avenging the insults of ’80, by completely rubbing down the innocent Fresh. But what did we find i Not the innocent Fresh. No, they' were moss-hacks, farmers, herdsmen, coachmen, backwoods-

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ECHO OK THE SENECA. men. anything, everything but men. It was not surprising, therefore, that we “got left in this can e-rush also. For us is usually the case in a hand-to-hand encounter, force, strength and violence overcame judgment and ability. But wo lost nothing but glory by this rush, for after the Freshmen Jiad won it they did not know how to carry canes. But as to the class of '87: Thus far she has been successful in her career. She lias braved the stormy billows of a stormy class room. She has mounted the loftiest barriers of our most worthy Gieek Prof, and planted Jier standard on high. And now she glides along doty by duj , the close of each finding her one nearer the goal, when we shall be cast out into the world to buffet for ourselves, and the class of '87 shall be no more, except ns a thing of the past. Then, as now, we will cherish her and our Alma Mater ns the things nearest and dearest to our hearts.