Worcester Polytechnic Institute - Peddler Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

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THE ANTENNA, VoL I, JSTo. 3. PUBLISHED BY THE CLASS OF ’81, WORCESTER, MASS: 1881. PREFACE. Several attempts have been made by graduating classes to establish a regular annual publication by the students of the W. T. I. It has been the endeavor of the class of ’81 to aid in the Arm establishment of a custom which we believe to be good and proper. This little volume follows in the wake of its predecessor as a number of the Antenna, which we hope will be continued by every succeeding class. The form of the Class Book, as the various numbers have been termed, has varied widely, and adopting what we believe, after full consideration of all the points of the case, to be the most convenient size and shape of page for such a publication, notwithstand ing the numerous col¬ lege books, we would suggest to coming classes that it be made uniform in the numbers to come, or, at least, that some standard be immediately adopted, as many persons who have made them¬ selves possessors of a copy of each number as issued, have ex¬ pressed the wish that the books might be made more uniform, of which the advantage is perfectly obvious. We have passed through three years of hard toil as students, and our diversions have been few and far between, and wishing some definite history of our scrapes and doings, more than would be held in memory, which in time grows dim and cannot furnish the details of our schoolday events, the accounts of which interest others who have, as well as those who have not, had similar experiences, we have published our sketches of Tech, life in the following pages, which constitute No. 3 of the first volume of the Antenna. Price, 25 cents. EDITORIAL. Notwithstanding the severe criticisms heaped by some persons upon the publications which have been issued by several classes as they have graduated from the W. T. I., the class of ’81, believing in the old maxim that “ Truth crushed to earth will rise again,” now publish this little book which has suffered more from false representations than any of those issued by former classes. There are some few persons who seem to have, well developed, the peculiar faculty of taking any statement, remark, or civil question, and, far from receiving it as other persons would, in the way in which it was intended, twist it around and persist against all good sense and reason, in taking it as an intended insult. With all such persons we wish to have nothing to do, nor with such as, with the same object, bring forth preposterously absurd arguments clothed in such deceptive terms as are well calculated to mislead those who do not consider all points in both sides of the question. After we had begun seriously to consider the ques¬ tion of publishing a Class History, two members of the class went to Boston on business not in any man¬ ner connected with the publication of a class book, but, while there, made inquiries as to the relative cost of printing the Class History. 4 Our honored principal, Mr. Dr. Prof. C. O. Thomp¬ son, A. M., Ph. D., received an unsolicited report from parties known by him to be perfectly reliable, that the Senior class was about to issue a publication even worse than the 44 scurrilous pamphlet” issued by the class of ’77, so termed by the honorable Doctor, on account of some references, concerning the institute and faculty, which it contained, and which were and are believed to be perfectly honest and truthful in every respect by the great majority of those who have had the three years’ experience in every day life, as students, at the W. T. I. At the time when the honorable Doctor received his 44 reliable ” information, there had been no contribu¬ tion to our MSS. which in any way, shape or man¬ ner, referred to the faculty or institute. The honorable Doctor demanded of the Commit¬ tee of Revision the MSS. which had been entrusted to their care, and the committee properly refused to do that which they had no right to do. The class held a meeting to consider the case, and soon afterwards the honorable Doctor informed us in a chapel speech that 44 the character of the MSS. was disclosed by the fact that several members had in class meeting withdrawn their contributions from the MSS. and thus condemned themselves.” The fact is that not a letter of the MSS. had been or was in any way likely to be withdrawn, and, in fact, new contributions had been rereived, and we have no hesitation whatever in stating that his 4 ‘reliable” informants had either been made to believe, or had 5 on their own responsibility concocted some misera¬ ble, unmitigated falsehoods, and this very fact was the stimulant which became the seed of new contri¬ butions which would not otherwise have been thought of. This book as now published has been completely revised, and its contents we will support until con¬ vinced that they are wrong, and that by arguments stronger than our last three years of student life. The Committee. 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CC hj H Eh pp A A H P Ph O P A h pp h b pp a g w o fi « a d P p £ pi 0 A O o A P A o p A Pi Hj A A o O Pi P w A PP Pi P A A O o A A A fc A PP A ' A M A Eh A O cc A A Hi A A O O P HO § $ CO M p5| P W HO £ s HO £ •e 05 $ CO £ £ © © f? © S£ © © - o s CO © •«o $« JO (S o HO h t © CO r $ C2 QQ h Ah A) 1 to cq O P J A w A A H A A pi M U-, ' O A A g O H o CO Pi P p p P 5 p W ffl % H 1 b ft 1 0 A) A] O o fe, Jz; o A £ O A A A A O O £ O A A O O O H O pi pi ► pi P P P P a • © SA I? S £ A © K GRAND POLITICAL DEMONSTRATION! E were Juniors, happy Juniors, at the time of the Butler procession. To be sure, we fully appreciated the worth of our “ standard bearer,” and did our part towards lauding his character. We were young, then, and had not the cares and anxieties that seemed to overwhelm the Middlers. We are writing now of the past, and everything seems to be so veiled as to shut out everything ex¬ cept that which at the time impressed us. We can still remember the skillful manner in which the ’79ers deposited the heavy transparencies on our shoulders, while they went to speak to a friend. We might add that they invariably forgot to return. A faint recollection still lingers by us that we re¬ ceived numerous bouquets that evening, but in what shape they came, whether as roses, forget-me-nots or lilies, we were puzzled to remember, until, the other night, a friend borrowed a “stovey” with which to call on the A. C. G. C. When the battered tile was brought to light, on the rim and crown were stray tomato and cucumber seeds, which reminded us that on that historic night we were merely vegetarians. We can remember how careful the driver of the orators’ ‘ ‘ carriage ” was for their safety when he im- 10 plored the audience to “fire at the boys, but don’t hit the horse.” By the way, that horse was quite a character in its way. Twice during the procession did he make vain endeavors to break into a trot, and once he walked really quite rapidly. It had such a stylish gait and manner of holding its head that it impressed the bet¬ ter class of people perceptibly. Such fire works ! Such a galaxy of colored stars ; springing, spurting and splashing into the heavens ! Tinted flames lighting up the scenery for miles around. The effect was so brilliant, so heavenly, so roman¬ tic, so intense, so consummate, so much like para¬ dise, that a snab is said to have exclaimed “Oh! dear! ! ” Of the speeches made we remember the words but little. Thev were so touching, so scientific, that we were impressed greatly at the time, and we now wonder what combinations of language could have produced so great an effect. The great features of the evening were the speech¬ es of the Junior orators. They were so tender and touching, yet withal so strong and unanswerable. How marked the immediate effect—women cried, snabs stamped their pretty feet, and strong, brave men, bearded and tanned, muttered, with clenched hands, “d—m Butler.” Pre-eminent stands the work of the musicians. Such rare combinations of melody and harmony nev¬ er before had been attempted. Beethoven and the Amherst Glee Club were nowhere. With fearless 11 steps these disciples of Apollo strode between the harmonics, lingered among the minor chords, dashed by the major chords, and reached the heights of heaven among the discords. But that is past. All our work for Butler was in vain. He was defeated and the Tech’s were sor¬ rowful. “ Bat still were heard to matter, ‘ ’Rah for our noble leader, Butler! ’ ”— Anon. THE CREMATION OF CHAUVENET T the end of the Junior year, having completed the study of Chauvenet’s text-books, the class, jubilant at having successfully withstood the wither¬ ing blast of T. E. N. E’s examinations in sines and wonders, checker-boards and all, decided to dis¬ pose of the Hon. Sir William according to the estab¬ lished custom, in such manner as to render him past resurrection during their student-life. Wishing to dispose of him with military honors, a fife and drum corps was created, youthful orators went into training, an undertaker was duly appoint¬ ed, and, besides other necessary preparations, the class was fitted out with the regulation Tech, uniform. At the appointed hour and place, the Joe. Bill, road 12 between Salisbury and Boynton streets, at 8.30 p. m., on the 30th of June, 1879, silently there gath¬ ered about thirty strange looking gentlemen arrayed in plug hats and crape, carrying over-grown walking sticks, and having a look of grim determination on their faces. Over the wall, under the bushes and guarded by two valiant watchmen, lay the remains of the lamented (?) Chauvenet, alias Geo. Metry, the lid of the casket bearing beautiful designs in flours and “Trig.” This was indeed the fate of Chauvenet. As it was intended that part of the services should be open to the public, Mill-stone Hill was at first se¬ lected as the place for the performance of the cere¬ monies, and the corpse was soon en route. Wishing a more appreciative audience than was expected there, the committee of arrangements changed their decision in favor of Johnson’s Hill. A messenger was sent to overtake the bearers and direct them to the spot. While awaiting the return of the corpse, an un¬ suspecting Middler, on his way home from “ Zit’s,” straggled blindly up the hill. As he passed the con¬ gregation of plug hats, his pace perceptibly quick¬ ened and his knees became still more shaky. Feel¬ ing outraged by this intrusion of a Middler, several started in pursuit, to capture the specimen. Wheth¬ er the air suddenly stirred itself to a breeze, or whether he increased his speed, is undecided, but his coat tails were observed to stretch out horizontally as he disappeared in the direction of Boynton Street. 13 Seeing the unworthiness of such a captive, his pursuers returned to the main body, which was soon in line, as the time for the cremation was fast ap¬ proaching. They marched to the sound of the muf¬ fled drums through the Joe. Bill, road to the Boul¬ evard, where they were joined by the corpse and chief mourners, and thence to the top of the hill, passing several picnics. Guards were left at the foot of the hill, but when the preparations for crema¬ tion had been completed, they were called in, and after an opening prayer by the chaplain and several speeches by the orators, the torch was applied to the pyre. Then followed a solemn scene. The funeral dance was admirably executed by the mourners. Minute guns Avere fired by a Hill of a Middler, and the few Seniors present, affected by the sad ceremo¬ nies, as they afterwards were by Prof. S., Avere ob¬ served to shed tears copiously. Lookers on from the Middle class, none of whom were Frisky as formerly, lost their Stone(y) glare and watched the ceremonies Avith quivering lips and moistened eyes. One unfortunate Middler, not feeling so Well’s when he left home, could Barrett no longer and left the scene. When the funeral dance Avas ended the epitaph was read, followed by several obituary speeches. The ceremonies Avere concluded, the procession formed, and- to the un-muffled drums the line of 2 14 inarch was taken up towards the Commonwealth Cafe. Passing Sunny side a short halt was made for a straw¬ berry collation. The column then marched along the Boulevard to Salisbury St., through to Boynton St., where, at the end of Prof. Row, a motley col¬ lection of roughs, seconded by a few Middlers and stragglers from the Senior class, had massed them¬ selves in the middle of the road apparently with the intention of resolving themselves into a deviating force. Just before coming up to this gang an inno¬ cent Junior cried, 44 Three cheers for the Faculty ! ” which was responded to with one wail by the man himself, whom the rest accompanied with innumera¬ ble groans. Disregarding at first the would-be ob¬ struction, the ’81s did not swerve from their course ; but when a certain bully from Conn, was observed to raise a stick as if to strike, and others of his crew assumed the same attitude ; the Juniors, after giving them fair warning, charged, and the canes in the air reminded us of Briggs when safe in a harbor. The roughs fled to the sidewalk and some of them over the fence, earnestly enquiring, 44 What’s the matter with the man on the sidewalk?” and a Newcom{b)er was heard to observe, in a low voice, 44 are not two Sparrows sold for a farthing?” and a Senior, too, was heard to murmur, 44 Howard you like to get hit in the neck with a club?” and still another, brushing his coat, remarked, 44 Whose Harris pulled out by the roots ? Willis wig grow again ? ” Finally the Middlers came to the conclusion that they didn’t have the intention of stopping the procession, and as 15 several of them appeared much discomfitted by the pungent odor of ammonia, they retired as gracefully as possible under the circumstances. Immediately the procession moved on its way. The Middlers, on leaving Boynton St., ran pell- mell for the Cafe, and there obliged the weak Senior, easily recognized by his ‘‘wings” and other “Duds,” to “bait” them, as their lean wallets had been forced to empti ness by their laying in a stock of sardines, crackers and sausages, for their sustenance during the remainder of their course at school. The happy Juniors, arriving soon after and preferring a room to themselves without any company, repaired to the Holly Tree Inn, as the unfortunate Cafe man, dis¬ gusted, was busy watching his valuables and his sus¬ picious looking customers. CIDER. HE class of ’81 were famous for the quantity of cider they were able to dispose of. Bear in mind it was nothing harder than the clear sparkling 16 juice, fresh from the press. Whenever we had a spare hour and were all together, some one would propose to go to the cider mill. Not a dissenting voice would be heard, and away we would go at a 2.40 pace for that Mecca of the jolly “ Tech.”—the old cider mill on the Boulevard. When we arrived there, Donnie passed the hat around, and cider for the crowd was ordered. The accommodations for customers were not of the best. In the whole estab¬ lishment there was only one chair, and Josh always managed to get hold of that first; and there was only one drinking vessel—an old wooden mug—but this did not dampen the ardor of the cider-loving “ Tech.” Divers measures, buckets, pails, etc., were called upon to perform service, and the fellows were as happy as clams in high water, drinking their punch, astride a barrel, out of anything which would hold it. No one would believe, but those who saw it, the quantity of cider some of the fellows were able to carry. Chub’s usual dose was three quarts, but Long Slater could beat that by another pint. Jim used to say that he could get away with a half¬ gallon without feeling a bit dizzy, but a quart was all Whitie dared to take. All things considered, Robbins, for his height and the smallness of his paunch, could drink more cider than any other man in the class. When we were all satisfied and glori¬ ously full, we’d wend our way along the Boulevard towards the “Castle on the Hill.” But before we arrived there, many an apple tree suffered and many an apple was shied at many a cider filled “ Tech.” 17 Perhaps that same night the Doctor would give us a little talk after prayers, on the obvious and vicious habit of drinking over a bar. Well, we felt all right, as most of us had been drinking over a bar-rel. Gone are those happy days, gone is the good old cider, and gone forever is the class of ’81 from the scenes © of their hard study, and of so many happy frolics. HALF WAY THROUGH. f O commemorate the successful completion of the first half of our course, it was thought nec¬ essary and proper that a class supper should be pre¬ pared, and also a general entertainment for and by the class. The Lincoln House was selected as the ‘‘locus” of our “ bum,” and the entertainment was furnished by illustrious members of our class, for we had found already that the class of ’81 had in its make-up ev¬ erything necessary for a celebration, be it a funeral or a war-dance. The proprietor of the Lincoln House outdid him¬ self in preparing the elegant and sumptuous feast to which the class did ample justice, and “ Donnie ” was once observed to get up and shake down the amount of an hour’s hard work, and then set to with renewed energy ; but it became necessary to choke off “ Der Lange ” to save the dishes, and it after¬ wards came to light that he and ‘ ‘ Donnie ” were hav¬ ing an eating match, but he handicapped “ Donnie ” 18 and came in six laps ahead, without even loosening the buckle on his vest straps. After the supper, at which flirting with the waiter girls was prohibited, (an entirely unnecessary res¬ triction,) the class adjourned to the parlor, and then proceeded to entertain themselves. The programme consisted of remarks by the President, toasts, an ora¬ tion, speeches, etc., interspersed with vocal and in¬ strumental music. After the fixed programme was finished, a couple of “yarns” from each member were called for, and “ Monk ” distinguished himself by giving a half-dozen or more. Games were then suggested, and after amusing themselves until 3 a. m. they dispersed, well satisfied, to their several homes. The following is an overflow from one of the “Har¬ dy sons of toil” of’81. Its form was suggested to its author by the machine poetic translations of the “ Castle by the Sea,” and many others which we had translated ( ? ) while under the supervision of Profes¬ sor S-. Its subject, and the wonderful treatment of it were taken and “ biled down” from a response to a toast to the school, at our half-way supper. DAS SCHLOSS AM YUGEL. I. Have you seen that hall of learning, That little school up on the hill, Where the boys, when from duty turning, Have t o take the Doctor’s pill ? 19 ii. Yes : we’ve seen that liall of learning, That little school up on the hill, And our thoughts are now returning To our “grindings ” in the mill. III. But our hearts are full of gladness, We have finished half the grind; Yet perhaps, with thoughts of sadness, We shall leave its halls behind. IY. Tor firm friendship now unites us, And with pleasure on we pass. Thirst for knowledge still incites us, Examinations still harass. V. Tor they’re always full of questions, Straightforward, (full of crooks), Of course the boys will have congestions Of the brains, when stuffed with books. YI. We’ve seen the boys to the office called To face the well known terrors there, To face the chief who’s there installed, The dreaded sentence to declare. VII. Yes : we’ve seen the wondrous working Of that school up on the hill, Where the boys are cured from shirking, By the Doctor’s well-known pill. “ ERA OF GOOD FEELING.” UR middle year was near its close, and the groups of excited Juniors seen everywhere around the “ Tech.” showed too plainly to our vigi¬ lant classmates, that the annual cremation of Chau- venet was near at hand. We were intending to treat them as the class of ’80 would have been pleased to have treated us, a year before, had they had the moral and physical courage necessary for the success of their plans. But we were disappointed; for long before that eventful eve arrived, the Juniors cordially invited us to accompany them as a body-guard. Thus was the “Era of Good Feeling” inaugurated. For the © © first time in the history of the Institute, the Mid- dlers and Juniors met as friends at the sepulchre of Chauvenet. Both classes were out in full numbers, led by the Worcester (Tech.) Brass Band, and followed by the usual crowd of “ Oregonians,” among whom a Senior might here and there be seen, looking rather blue at the prospect of “ no class row.” After the procession had reached its destination on Johnson’s Hill, the Juniors took charge of their cre¬ mation, and the Middlers defended the lemonade from the too rapacious spectators from “Oregon,” and the members of ’80. In the order of exercises 21 the following poem occurred, by the “ Spenserian” poet of ’81, the band playing a dirge after each stanza. ERA OB GUDE EEELIN. I. Dis yere am de era ob gude feelin, Peace reign in de land. Nowhere can’t be found no double dealin; Musick by de band. III. De Juniors lub de Middlers, Grip by de hand. Look out dar now, you fiddlers ! Musick by de band. IV. Dem matematics we hab stood, Dem we jus kin stand. Tell me, duz dey do us any good? Musick by de band. VII. Dis yere am de era of gude feelin, Brudders, jine de hand; While from ten tousand brazen troats is peelin Musick by de band. GARFIELD GUARDS. JPjURING the Fall of 1880 the question which ✓V 1 excited nearly every one was : “ Who shall be our next President ?” This interested the school-boy as well as others, and it was not surprising that, before the nomination had been made, papers were circulated through the school to find out its choice for President. The result of this ballot was pleas¬ ingly similar to the results at Chicago ; Grant and Blaine being the favorites. We did not, however, dream of Garfield’s nomination. But no sooner had his nomination been made than it was heartily en¬ dorsed by the school, and they decided that instead of getting up a burlesque on Hancock, that they would turn out solid for Garfield. Accordingly a company was formed, Mr. Chas. Mann was chosen Captain, and uniforms were discussed. Our captain belonged to the Garfield and Arthur Battalion, and so we were invited by him to join, as his company. We did so, fifty men strong, which was not very agreeable news for the other companies as they did not wish to march with a lot of green school boys. On hearing we had adopted a uniform, they imme¬ diately decided to adopt a different one for the whole battalion, hoping in this way to shut us out; but we quietly conformed to their desires, and set about making transparencies. As soon as they got wind 23 of that, they voted that the battalion should carry no transparencies. But as we were Company C., and so entitled to the colors, we made up our minds to content ourselves with a banner, and to spend all spare time in drilling. The rapidity with which the boys became acquainted with the tactics was surpris¬ ing ; for when we went to Fitchburg and Clinton, we were declared to be the best drilled company in the battalion. This was proved by our going through the platoon movements, which the other companies were unable to perform. Another feature of our com¬ pany was our cheer, invented on our way to Fitch¬ burg, and the enthusiasm with which every cheer was ended by 4 4 Rah-rah-rah — T-E- C-H—rah-rah-rah ” attracted the attention of all the bystanders. This cheer is not likely to be soon forgotten, as since the campaign, it has been informally adopted by the school, and is used on every occasion. Having done our duty to our country, and seen Garfield safely placed in the White House, we dis¬ banded, feeling well satisfied with the part we had taken in the Presidential election of 1880. COASTING. NE fine moonlight night not many winters ago, seven men of ’83 with one of the class of ’81 went sliding; on West St. A double-runner couldn’t O be found anywhere, and they were sorely perplexed until M. P.’s pung was suggested by the veteran Senior. 24 All succumbed, and it did not take many minutes to take the bells off and drag it out on West St. The bells have never been seen since, and it is doubtful if they ever will. Two of the fellows held the shafts, and the others hung on to the sides and steered the Great Eastern with their feet. It went rather slow at the start, but about half-way down the hill that old pung just hummed. All went well for the first four slides, and then the pung came to grief. The fifth time, when near the bottom of the hill and going so fast that tears were running from their eyes, all at once the pung left the ruts and steered in a “ Bee” line for a telegraph pole. The crash could be heard for miles around, and away went two Juniors. It was some seconds before they landed in a neigh¬ boring pasture. They were not hurt very badly, but the pung !— The fills were smashed, and one side of the Great Eastern was a total wreck. It was brought back to the barn and all its parts were nicely placed in their proper positions. Will hitched up next morning and started the plug. When behold ! the horse walked off with the shafts and the dilapidated side collapsed like the Deacon’s One Hoss Shay. M. P. accused Will of being run into down town, who emphatically denied the base accu¬ sation and in turn made a counter charge against M. P. “Where ignorance is bliss ‘tis folly to be wise.” NEW YEAR’S EVE. ® N the eve of the 31st December, 1880, the class of ’81 met, that they might make ever memora¬ ble the going out of the old year, and their entrance upon the last year of their course. When the time for supper arrived, the class went to the Commonwealth Cafe, and partook of a hot one, to brace them up against the terrors of the raging el¬ ements. At 11 o’clock, the order of march was re¬ sumed, and on their way they collected whatever fuel they could “lay onto,” for the glorious bonfire on the Hill. Arriving at that spot, preparations for a bonfire were immediately begun, and soon the crowd were warming themselves and munching the doughnuts provided liberally by four or five of the class. The temperature was near zero. All went lovely till 12 p. m. ; no sound broke the stillness, save the crackling of the flames, as we wait¬ ed for the tolling of the hour. But no sound reached our ears. The clock, by carelessness, or precon¬ certed plan, had run down ! No sound from the tower! However at 12.10, something got into the clock, and as it rang out, every stroke was made stronger by the assistance of the assembled Techs., and a battery of field pieces, manufactured at the W. 3 26 M. S. Ere the echo had died away, another sound burst upon our ears, for-; but we will leave its discussion to the poet. THE STRENGTH OF MATERIAL. Being a warning to all future Techs, to beware how they violate the laws of. With good intent, On pleasure bent, A Senior went A making cannon for a spree. For gnn, the mug Bestoppered snug, With wooden plug, The ends of gas-pipe ! Woe is he He law defied Known far and wide; And his weapon tied With sundry straps unto a board . ’Tis New Year’s eve. You may believe That in his sleeve The Senior laughs, for the time is near, 27 When the aged year Shall disappear, And dying, hear The roar of his ordnance loud and clear. The blaze leaps high! The reason why? Wood-yard nigh! “ Unlirnber now,” quoth the cannoneer! The powder blew The gaspipe through Coat tails few. Ker-siam! bang! clash? and quick’s a flash The office sash Was knocked to smash! A five dollar gash! Next morn comes order : “Fork out your cash! ” Post-chapel discourse on the strength of material and the paths of projectiles. “Had there been occasion For deviation In elevation— Though it had been but one degree, 28 You plainly see The cost would be At least,” quoth he, “ Some ten times more than than the present fee,” c., c., c. And next new year, Students, dear, You must buzz the ear Of the fire department Chief Engineer! Look well to your spot! Use powder not, Or sad your lot! O’er that Senior’s gun shed a bitter tear! THE TECH’S VISIT TO A COLLEGE GLEE CLUB CONCERT AND WHAT CAME OF IT. |N Wednesday, the 23d of February, 1881, a vocal concert was given in Horticultural Hall, on Front St., by the Amherst Glee Club, and was 29 attended by 75 students from the Technical Institute, who went in uniform: i. e., canes, and stove-pipe hats bearing in front the number of the class. They were very orderly, and showed their appreciation of the songs by frequent encores and a magnificent bouquet. The attention of the audience was divided between the gallery and the stage, and all were much pleased at the unexpected and peculiar addition to the pro¬ gramme. At the close of the concert, the “Tech.” boys passed from the hall in an orderly manner, except occasionally a cane was seen to reach for a plug hat. Just outside the hall door, at one side of the passage way, a number of 44 Techs.” were collected, who were having a little good-natured fun, soon one of the Institute Faculty stepped up to them and said: 44 Enough of this ! ” 44 Stop this ! ” 4 4 Get out of this ! ” 44 All go down stairs ! ” But they did not go, as they had understood from intimations of the Principal, that beyond the Insti¬ tute grounds they were out of the jurisdiction of the Faculty. The professor immediately forced his way through the crowd, and selected Mr.-, who was alto¬ gether out of his way, as his victim, and seizing him roughly by the arm, ordered him down stairs; but as Mr.-did not go, the professor said, 44 Are you going? ” to which Mr.-replied, 44 Yes sir, presently.” At this the professor said, 44 I’ll report you to-mor row,” and then quieted down. 30 The next afternoon, Thursday, Mr.- was suspended on the plea of disobeying orders, and told that he could not come back until he acknowledged he was in the wrong and was sorry for it. That night a school meeting was held at the Lin- C5 O coin House, and a resolution, viz : Worcester, Mass., Feb. 24, 1881. To the Members of the Faculty of the Worcester Free Institute : Gentlemen :—We the undersigned, members of the W. F. I., respectfully request, as we cannot see the justice of the suspension made on the 24th of Feb., to be informed of the rea¬ sons for said suspension. We respectfully submit that we can see no reason why the member suspended should be suspended and other members who are similarly situated should not. Not wishing to magnify the matter, we respectfully ask an answer at your earliest convenience. Signed by eighty-nine members of the school and apprentice class. was drawn up and sent by a committee of five, the next morning, to the Principal of the school, who ap¬ peared to be greatly agitated when the petition was presented. He barely glanced at it, and demanded what it was about; if it pertained to Mr.- s case. He was answered “ Yes.” He said his only answer was that Mr.-could not come back until he would do as he (the Princi¬ pal) had said. In a few minutes, after reading the petition, the Principal despatched a messenger, with some papers, to Mr.-, who must sign them that day before two o’clock, or else be expelled. 31 The paper read as follows : Feb. 25, 1881. To the Faculty of the W. F. I.: I hereby admit that my conduct in refusing to move down stairs at Horticultural Hall, Wednesday evening, Feb. 23, 1881, ■when I was directed to go by a member of the Faculty of the Free Institute, was unjustifiable and wrong, and I regret my ad¬ vocacy of the idea that a professor in the Institute has no right to rebuke a student for disorderly behavior, for I now see that his right to do this is unquestionable, and I promise hereafter to make my conduct conform to the standard of honorable gen¬ tlemen. A school meeting was held at twelve o’clock, and a committee sent with Mr.-to the President of the Trustees, to see if he would advise the gentleman to sign a paper, the contents of which not one of the students considered just. The honorable President advised him to sign, citing as an example, that in a street riot some innocent one often had to suffer for the wrong-doings of others. Mr-- signed, much against the wishes of the majority of the students. No answer being given at prayers to the petition of the morning, a meeting of the school was held af¬ ter chapel, Friday evening, Feb. 25, and the follow¬ ing protest adopted : To the Faculty of the Worcester Free Institute : Gentlemen : Whereas, when complaint was made against the Class of 77 on account of alleged misdemeanors on Dix Street, the injured party was informed that the Faculty had no control over students when on Dix Street: and Whereas, we have been told after the affair of last New Years’, that “ if we wished to fire powder we must go outside the school grounds, where the Faculty has no jurisdiction ov er us;” and 32 Whereas , we believe that Mr.-was fully justified in his course towards Prof. Eaton; and in view of the instances cited above, and others, We ask the Faculty to clearly define their position, as regards jurisdiction over us, and to give reasons for such position. Inasmuch as the Faculty have seen fit to treat our petition with disrespect, we denounce their course as unfair, and declare that in so doing they have taken advantage of their position over us. Furthermore , we, as a school, and individually, sympathize with Mr.-; he being, we believe, compelled by circumstan¬ ces and conditions imposed by the faculty, to sign a paper which was derogatory to his manhood and to the honor of the school. And we request the Faculty, as gentlemen, to give us an answer. This was signed by seventy-five members of the school, and sent to the Faculty. Monday morning as the students appeared for work, each one was told, that if he had signed that paper, he would be excused until the Faculty should take action. About noon each student who signed the petition received the following papers : To Mr.-: On Saturday, Feb. 26, 1881, the Faculty of the Free Institute received a paper bearing your signature. We regret to find that a request for information is accompa¬ nied with expressions judging and denouncing our course. We sincerely hope that you will, after thoughtful considera¬ tion, see that you have made a great mistake in placing yourself in hostility to the administration of the Institute. Until your signature is withdrawn, your connection with the Institute is suspended by virtue of this act. Unless the enclosed paper is returned to the Principal, with your signature, before six o’clock p. m. to-day, we shall at once communicate with your parents and guardians. 33 The members of the Faculty will be accessible to you during the day, for information or advice. Yours truly, [Signed.] CHARLES 0. THOMPSON. Worcester , Feb. 28, 1881. The other paper read :— [enclosed paper to be signed and returned.] To the Faculty of the Worcester Free Institute: I, the subscriber, having signed a paper addressed to the Faculty of the Institute, which was received by them on Satur¬ day, Feb. 26, 1881, now ask leave to withdraw my signature from that paper. A meeting was held in the afternoon, which showed a general feeling that perhaps they had been a little too severe in denouncing and judging the Faculty’s course, and were willing to withdraw their names from that much. By an almost unanimous vote, they decided to sign the papers, and to send them, all to¬ gether, to the Faculty. They then proceeded to draw up a petition, leav¬ ing out the obnoxious clauses, as follows: To the Faculty of the W. F. I. : Gentlemen : —We, the undersigned, having received the com¬ munication of the Faculty, made this day, do earnestly repeat the request of the petition of Feb. 26, made and signed by us. We do not place ourselves in hostility to the Faculty, but against whatever is wrong and unjust. We sincerely regret that our petition of Feb. 24, was almost entirely disregarded. (Many of us have already transmitted the intelligence to our pa¬ rents, and shall be glad to have the Faculty transmit whatever intelligence they may see fit. Our resolutions, in permanent form, will this evening be sent to our respective parents and guardians.) 34 Thanking the Faculty for remaining accessible for informa¬ tion and advice, the above is respectfully submitted. Signed by sixty-eight of the students. Worcester, Ftb. 28, 1881. [The portion in parentheses was cut out for being sarcastic.] A committee of three was appointed to send the petition by mail. Tuesday morning, the students found that they would not have to report till twelve o’clock. Twelve o’clock found them in the Chapel, when the Faculty marched in, took their seats, and then informed the students that they were going to explain their course, but that another petition had come in which repeated in tone and spirit the offence of the preceding one ; for this reason they could not talk with the students until this barrier had been removed, by each stu¬ dent, individually, scratching his name off; which would not retract anything, but would put him in a position to talk with the faculty; and furthermore, as they afterwards stated, it insulted the Faculty by being addressed to Mr. C. O. Thompson, instead of Professor. (The one who directed the letter probably never thought but that one address was as respectful as the other.) The students held another meeting, and decided to take their names off and see what action would next be taken. The names were all removed by half-past six that night. Wednesday evening, at six o’clock, the Principal read an exposition of the law, from which the following are abstracts. 35 The Faculty of this Institution, having in mind the general gov¬ ernment of educational institutions, state their views as follows: 1st. Whenever, hereafter, a student is suspended or ex¬ pelled, he will receive a paper, stating the fact, and the grounds of suspension as far as the faculty think best to give them. Auy other student may individually seek information about the matter from any instructor; but no petition, or committee of students, as a body, or as a class, will be entertained, which de¬ mands or seeks any further explanation in the matter. The dis¬ cipline of a student is solely a matter between himself and the faculty. And information concerning any case of discipline, which, in the judgment of the faculty is likely to promote the good of the student, will be given in the chapel. 2d. Offences against the property of the Institute will be treated by the faculty with exactly the same discretionary power as would be exercised by any citizen in case of similar attack on private property. If any student, in consequence of any offence against our property, or that of any other person, is punished by arrest and fined in a Court of Law, he will be liable to dismissal from the Institute. The offence may escape the notice of the common law, and yet be judged sufficiently grave to subject a student to discipline at the hands of the faculty. Any student, who engages in any noisy or offensive public demonstration, of any sort or kind, or in any improper or scan¬ dalous publication, and any student, who, at any time, or in any place, brings discredit on the good name of the Institute, makes himself liable to expulsion, and it is the function of the faculty to define as well as punish his offence. It is also the right and the duty of any instructor to endeavor by all reasonable means to restrain and correct disorderly students. This becomes espe¬ cially his duty, as well as his privilege, when by such interfer¬ ence, he can rescue students from the inevitable consequence of their rashness. It is the duty and purpose of the faculty in the exercise of their discretionary power, to withhold whatever emoluments of the Institute are within their control, before graduation, at grad¬ uation, and after graduation, from all students who shall here- 36 after participate in any act, which in the judgment of the faculty tends to mar the good name of the Institute. Lest now it should appear to any one that the case of disci¬ pline, which occurred on Feb. 24, 1881, is a new application of any of these principles, it may be well enough to say that in several instances students have been dismissed for offences which were committed in places distant from the Institute, and in one instance during vacation. Petitions to the faculty from classes or from bodies of students may be presented at any time, but the decision in regard to their admissibility rests with the facultj ” In summing up the facts, the Principal gave us to understand that the whole law was but an expansion of that little passage in the catalogue, which runs, “ Students are expected, at all times, to demean themselves in a quiet and gentlemanly manner.” PEEP FROM THE “PREP’S” HIS “tremenjous shiftless” class, having com¬ pleted the first six months grind at squaring basswood and cubing pine under O. M’s watchful eye, gladly meets its first editorial duties. Although we are only seventeen in number, the Juniors got badly left in calculating our pluck and strength, as we have shown ourselves their superiors in snowballing and on the turfy diamond—especially the latter. There has been no gore spilled between our class and ’83, as they kindly ( ?) invited us at the last mo- 4 38 ment to stand by and watch the monkey-shine atten¬ dant upon their cremation of Chauvenet, however much we may have shed in useless attempts to stay the speed of the buzz-saw. It took us about two weeks to flutter from beneath the fostering wings of our supposed protectors, the Middlers, and we are willing to stay out. Although we have tried to “ expand our idees” by “the rule and on the square,” yet we fear we “haint got no business principles” about us. Nev¬ ertheless we feel confident that in becoming Juniors we shall bear ourselves as ‘ ‘ consistently through¬ out” as we did in book-keeping, and be able to analize at a glance the various green things that may enter next February. As we have not become “proficient” free-hand artists, we will “take a rest here,” to admire the artistic production above, prepared by the master hand of genius ( ?) “ The Prep’s.” FLAP FROM THE JUNIORS. 7 I S all men have been infants, so all Techs, have been Juniors, and also as man’s happiest days are the days of his childhood and innocence, so the past year has been to those who one year ago met as strangers neath the portals of our adopted mother Tech. We hailed from the four winds of heaven, from near and far, moved by the common thirst for knowl¬ edge. We sought wisdom; we have found it. Down our hungry throats have been stuffed those mathematical monsters, Olney and Chauvenet, with theorems and form ulae innumerable, Dutch vocabu¬ laries by the yard, and no end of exceptions to ex¬ ceptions to rules for construction, but we have stood 40 the pressure and come out of the ordeal with the satisfaction of having done some good work and having something to show for it. When we entered upon our work our innocent minds were filled with astonishment at the reckless¬ ness with which a certain Prof, calculated to the thou¬ sandth part of a second, or the millionth part of an inch, but after a year’s association with infinitesimals, infinites, imaginaries and unimaginables, we are able to solve the most abstruse problems. Among other things we have been able to measure the exact dis- tance between East and West. We have also been investigating quite thoroughly the nodes, loops and inharmonics produced by the festive fish-horn. An¬ other problem, the solution of which has been atten¬ ded with most pleasing results, has been the meas¬ urement of the space between two pairs of lips when brought into juxtaposition incident to the osculatory act, which those not having had the technical training afforded by the Worcester County Free Institute of Industrial Science, might call kissing. The mem¬ bers of the class took upon themselves the solution of the problem, soon after becoming familiar with the ways of old Worcester, and during the year have performed as many actual experiences as circum¬ stances and the girls will allow. No positive results have yet been obtained, and the experiments still continue. Our Junior year has rolled away swiftly, pleas¬ antly and profitably, and again we stand just outside the threshold of another year. As we look back 41 over the past, weary, amusing, tragic but seldom unpleasant incidents come to mind. Many happy recollections attend the memory of Fitchburg and Clinton, our Class Supper, and the sunshine and shades of Examinations. But the records of our deeds : are they not written in the great book of our historian, to appear when we, as Seniors, don the conventional claw-hammer, and sheepskin in hand, take leave of our Alma Mater. However, there is one little event which, lest it should be remembered against any of the out-going class, might well be referred to. It is in regard to a certain charge which we be¬ lieve has heretofore been laid against some of the Seniors, of having upon one moonlight Saturday evening pressed M. P’s pung into service for coast¬ ing on West Street, and steering her ker-slam into a telegraph pole half way down the side embankment, with demoralizing results to the pung. Our natural taste for justice, which has been so highly cultivated since entering the school, compels us to relieve the Seniors of this grave responsibility, for the fact is, some half dozen Juniors know by experience the impracticability of trying to steer M. P’s homely, unwieldy pung down West Street Hill; and more than that, they still keep as class relics the jingling bells that used to make sweet music as they heralded the coming of the great M. P. One sad rite still remains for us to perform : it is the execution of the tyrant Chauvenet; but before this meets the reader’s eye, we shall probably have 42 finished our bloody work. Then good-bye, Junior year ! May those who follow after be able to look back with the same pleasure with which we look upon our first year. May all prosperity and happi¬ ness attend the class of ’83 as it digs deeper and deeper into the mines of knowledge and the dirt of the Washburn Machine Shop, and heaven bless our Alma Mater. CROW FROM THE MIDDLERS. | T is now two years since our famous class met, with ’80 and ’81, in the chapel of the W. F. I., to hear Prof. Thompson give his annual lecture to the new class, and close by telling us to please wait and let the Seniors and Middlers pass out first. At that time, perhaps we appeared a little green, by reason of the great light reflected from the other side of the chapel, but our greenness has long since given way to the extreme verdance of our successors. Scarcely a ripple has marred our relations with the other classes, or our classmates; and, indeed, it 43 was this class that cured the old sore existing be¬ tween Middlers and Juniors over the burial of Chau- venet. But without doubt, if the conciliatory terms which we offered to ’81 had not been accepted, we would have pushed on in battle array, and the Middlers, instead of walking demurely in our train, would have furnished not only corpse but chief mourners for the subsequent proceedings. It is needless to say that the victory would have been easily won, for what can withstand the knotty “ banker” when swims: by the muscular arm of’82 ? Never can it be said that our class stood in the back¬ ground and saw other classes carrying away the highest honors in studies or in sports. No ! we are always at the front, in the thickest of the fray, car¬ rying off the honors heaped upon us by our instruct¬ ors, while fighting the dreaded enemy failure. One more year remains and then we will burst upon an amazed and delighted world with the solution of all the problems which have vexed humanity. Soon the mechanic will have built the air-ship, the chemists resolved all matter to the original atom; the designers completed the plans for the New Chapel and Gymnasium- and the civils established direct communication with the moon. In the midst of these triumphs, let us not forget our Alma Mater, and When our minds wander back to bygone days— To students’ friendship and students’ ease, Perhaps we may turn our eyes on high And behold, painted on heaven’s blue sky : “Praise to the men ol ' ’82, Ever famous and ever true! ” ' 80 . FROM THE SHOP. HO is there who has not heard of the Wash¬ burn Machine Shop, from which we supply the trade with all grades and varieties of mechanics ? To an outsider the process of manufacture is truly amazing. We will go through the shop and see it in operation. The first thing is the reception of the crude mate¬ rial, (and some is indeed crude), of the winter exam¬ ination for the admission of “ Preps.” In 1878 there was a lot received which has turned out to be of wonderfully good stock. They were immediately put into the hands of Mr. Higgins of the wood room, better known at the W. T. I. as “ O. M.” It immediately became necessary for him to get out a new set of rules and regulations. These “Preps” were assigned benches, and in the six months of their stay with “ O. M.,” were ad¬ vanced through the various stages of work, from grinding the nicks out of the saws, and planing off nail heads, to the finest and most elaborate finger sawing and board shooting with the circular saws. They advanced to such a degree of proficiency that they were even allowed to work on the carpet sweep¬ ers, and make a few bushels of hat racks and carved brackets, and the more expert undertook the special feat of turning a wooden goblet with a ring around 46 it. There were two more 44 Preps ” than benches, and Slater, one of the unfortunate ones, and who was the shadow of a walking stick, then began his feats as a ped. by racing about after the best tools, with 44 O. M.” at his heels. 44 Monk” was the fiddler of the company, and with the 44 Bull-dog” as a nucleus, soon established quite a menagerie, but one day the great tortoise escaped, much to the discomfiture of Tucker’s dinner pail. At the end of the Prep, term it was found neces¬ sary to get the 44 Demon” out of the class, and in the fall the sturdy young machinists went to Mr. Emer¬ son on practice day for jobs, and have since then represented the mechanical department of the Class of ’81. During the three years in the iron room, they grew to be finished mechanics, beginning with centering a piece of iron for the lathe, and going through all the varieties of machine shop practice, from gouging out immense grooves in the grindstone, to spoiling a completed job. During the Middle and Senior years, this class completed the Fitchburg engine built by the class of ’80, and took their turn at the Corliss engine, built by the class of ’79, and at the completion of the course, their quality is shown in the fact that the demand exceeds the great supply. Thanks must be again expressed to Messrs. Salis¬ bury and Whitcomb for their generous and highly appreciated gift to this department in the enlarge¬ ment of the shop, thus increasing its scope and facilities, and elevating still more its rank, already 47 above that of any other school of the kind in the country. CIVIL ENGINEERING. Oi N this department we have maintained the same standard as in the others, and have the name T of being the most civil engineers in the class, which we attribute to our experience with the world, ac¬ quired in our travels as we wove and interlaced our roads, railways, and canals over all the territory within tramping distance of the W. T. I. In the fall our work took us through all of the best orchards, and when these were passed, it became a marvel to our instructor that we were always, when Middlers, very anxious to return from practice Wednesday afternoons to be on time for chapel exercise at 5.45 (always omitted on that day.) In surveying any land already gone over by some other class, or when the city engineer’s office was open to us, our notes were always correct, including our predecessor’s mistakes. Whenever a circus came to town we w ' ere always on hand with the instruments, usually the dummy level and the chains (no rods), to triangulate around the tents and lay out the grounds for them. In our Junior practice, we were sent out under the fatherly care of the Middlers, from whom we inno¬ cently learned how to do our work over three times in vain attempts to find where a mistake was, but this was soon done away with when we began to go alone. 48 When we were Middlers we met with the sad mis¬ fortune of losing our venerable and beloved in¬ structor in field work and topography. His de¬ parture was very sudden indeed, but notwithstand¬ ing, several of his classes were represented at the last ceremonies to the well known engineer, Mr. A. M. Chapin, C. E., who will always be remembered by those who knew him. His successor is a graduate of the Institute, and already distinguishes himself by his great popularity with the “ Civils ” and the efficiency of his efforts in their instruction. CHEMICAL. OON after our entrance into the school we were asked to report in the lecture room, provided with note book and pencil, ready to take notes on the lectures delivered by the Professor of Chemistry. After noting many “extraordinary phenomena,” and being informed that “ it was perfectly obvious,” we were told to report in the laboratory, where we should have practical application of the principles involved in the lectures. Each student was supplied with the necessary ap¬ paratus. Here many striking facts were revealed. We dis¬ covered that it was “perfectly obvious” that if a red-hot testube was suddenly plunged into cold wa¬ ter it cost the Junior five cents. 49 The following tragedy, in two scenes, took place about this time : SCENE I. IN THE LABORATORY. Actors : Professor, seated in chair on desk; Student, at his feet, holding a flask supposed to contain ammonia. Prof. “ What have you there?” Stu. “ Some stuff out of that bottle.” Prof. “ Never use the word stuff in the laboratory. We don’t know what stuff is, here.” Stu. “ I didn’t know what else to call it.” Prof. “ Smell of it.” Stu. ( With knowing look.) “ N—o yer don’t.” SCENE II. SAME AS IN THE PRECEDING. Stu. (Holding a flask , in which he is generating hy¬ drogen ichich is accidentally lighted. It becomes warm. He places it on the desk .) Prof. “ What’s that? ” Stu. ( With frightened expression attempts to speak , but the words die upon his lips.) Prof. (Kicks the flask on to the floor.) Stu. (Immediately regaining his self-possession, looks inquiringly at the Prof.) “ Am I to pay for that flask? ” CURTAIN. Having heard that no genuine frescoing was done in this country, “Josh Billings” tries his hand at it, executing an artistic design of the well-known coat of arms of Hades on the back of Smith’s tailed coat, by means of nitric acid and a glass rod. Just after one of our most interesting chemical lectures, in which the diamond and other precious gems had been described; as the Prof, was leaving the room, he was confronted by ‘ 4 that-man-from- , o 50 Nantucket,” who earnestly inquired whether diamonds are ever found among pebbles like those on the shores of Nantucket. The Prof., with a knowing look, answered, “ Ah ! No. Nantucket is only a sand-bar.” “ That-man-from-Nantucket ” looked crest-fallen as he mournfully walked away. We were informed on examination day that the examination would be short, and consequently went at it with as much ardor as at a game of foot-ball. But we were terribly deceived. At about 3 o’clock in the afternoon, besides the few who had victoriously conquered the fumes and the many who had left the field vanquished, some remained, who were like the men of whom Caesar speaks : ‘ ‘ They had a lean and hungry look, as though they thought too much.” From this experience we were led to supply our¬ selves with the necessary substantiate at the next ex¬ amination. SPECIALLY CHEMICAL. This is the Hades primeval; But where are the fumes that beneath it Leaped like the roe, and entered the nostrils of Juniors ? These are the chemists primeval Who silently stand in their places; Stand like the Druids of eld, With voices sad and prophetic In the order of their appointment. That Man from Nantucket. The Spencer Sage. The Wooden Nutmeg Man. The Hoosier. The Dye Man. Chub. ; Qj-|ERY soon after the aboye named glass smashers entered this primeval Hades, the question was put to them, “ What is dirt?” Chub, with his un¬ paralleled precocity made the extraordinay announce¬ ment that dirt was aluminium. One warm summer’s day, as we were busily at work, suddenly those heavenly strains which so often greet our ears in mid-summer were wafted through the dense fumes of this Hades, and greeted the ears of the weary chemists, who immediately rushed towards the direction of the sound. Suddenly our worthy instructor steps into the laboratory and wit¬ nesses a little group huddled together near one of the windows, foremost among whom was “ that-man- 52 from-Nantucket,” in an ecstacy of delight, tossing pennies out of the window, to the evident satisfaction of the grinder. Suddenly, without warning, the window closed with a bang and we turned to witness the frowning face of our instructor, who evidently did not enjoy the divine music, and sarcastically asked us if that was a free show. When the problem relating to the percentage of alcohol in beer was presented to us, our worthy in¬ structor gave us a general outline of the process em¬ ployed in ascertaining the per cent, of alcohol in that delicious beverage. He got along all right until he came to the question relating to the per cent, a beer should contain to intoxicate. Here the instructor confessed his inability to make any definite state¬ ments, and the subject seemed to perplex him not a little. He finally added that he had been thinking of making a practical test of the matter and deciding it, once for all, by shutting up one of the primeval chemists with a keg of beer. “ That-man-from-Nantucket,” with his character¬ istic readiness to make himself a martyr in the cause of science, immediately volunteered to become the victim of this experiment. But as to whether the experiment was ever tried we are unable to say. Among the numerous modern(?) improvements in this Hades is an electric bell connecting with the shop. The value of this bell can scarcely be estim¬ ated. By means of it we can stand and call for steam for almost any length of time without getting it, but of course this is no fault of the bell. The 53 usual process for obtaining steam is as follows: ring the bell three times, then three times three, cube this number and raise it to the fourth power, and then send a primeval chemist to the shop. When he returns the instructor himself must go. We would state that this process is usually a suc¬ cess. Who woudn’t have an electric call bell? During our work in English an extraordinary in¬ terest was developed in rhyming. The chemists not wishing to be behind in this matter, concocted rhymes which could only be appreciated by their wise and sympathetic brothers, as they contained many technical terms which are obscure to the pub¬ lic mind. The following are a few specimens of the same : HgCl HgCl 2 Is soluble. Will poison you. Mix HC1 And FeS, And you will have A fragrant mess, I guess. The following puns were also made; some scien¬ tific, and some on historical events. “ Hello! The Czar’s dead.” “ Is Czar(t) so? ” “Yes, Czar. They blew him up with a bomb full of dynamite.” “ When they do that to a man he’s got to dynamite (y) short time. Bomb-by they’ll have his funeral.” “John goes to bed (h)early and gets up (h)early.” “ Yis, an’ me name’s Hurley.” 54 Owing to the strong tendencies toward kleptoma¬ nia which had developed in Chub, we were all sur¬ prised one morning to see a large white line, marked “dead-line,” which was supposed to form an insur¬ mountable barrier between him and the Dye man. As this was certain destruc tion to Chub, the Dye man was petitioned to have the line removed. A large demijohn of sweet cider was sent as a present to our worthy instructor. The light-fingered primeval chemists followed the well-known but somewhat modified adage, “ whatever is thine, is mine.” When he wafs away, each chemist came in and took his turn at the demijohn. But this was not sufficient. The memory of the delicious draught caused the primeval chemists, ever and anon, to re¬ turn and quench their thirst with this delicious drink. Each taking with easy air, the accustomed draught of the cider; Then, with a smile of content, straightway made room for another. Now, adieu to the chemists primeval; but where is the glass-ware they’ve broken? Scattered like dust and the leaves when the mighty young chemists primeval Seize them and whirl them aloft, and break them in thousands of fragments. Naught but tradition remains of the glass-ware that once graced this Hades; Deserted those lead covered tables, and the chemists forever departed; While from the murmuring steam-bath the deep-voiced echo resounding, Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the voice of the Middlers. FROM THE DESIGNER’S CORNER. R ESIGNING is an art,—is an art,—for which a person must have a natural ability, a natural ability. He must have the natural ability of getting up to school at 9 o’clock instead of 7, he must have the natural ability of copying all the designs from some other fellow’s work or from the books at the library, he must have the natural ability of enter¬ taining every one who comes to visit him, when at work, by representing all the designs in the room as his own, except the poor ones, and those must be the work of some unfortunate Junior. With this amount of ability and “brass,” he will certainly mount the hill of fame and graduate from the W. T. I. The class of ’81, though full of (evil) designers, has only one recorded in the catalogue. But as the Art Collection of the Institute increases, so may the number and excellence of the Designers grow apace and the department never again be left with but one member to maintain its high standard, which the ex¬ cellence of the Professor goes far to preserve and elevate. OUR GYMNASIUM. |fi|UR Gymnasium is situated among the vernal 4 pines. The resinous odors pervade the atmos¬ phere and lend a sentimental as well as a medicinal inspiration to the herculean efforts which originate here. 57 The apparatus is placed convenient for all parties. The Machine Shop is within a few yards ; the Civils pass by it, going and coming from their expeditions ; the Chemists find it a pleasant place to allow the acid fumes and vapors of the nether world to evap¬ orate : the Designers are here inspired, and the Physicists discover new laws. Let us take our station by the horizontal bar. There is quite an assembly here. We detect the grimy looking mechanics who can not conceal the grease even when dressed for recitation. The chemists are discerned by a sickly, vacant stare, and spots of H N 0 3 on their clothes. Here is a body of civils : we know them by a certain slouchy, independent air. A designer is conspicuous by the refined, dreamy look about his eyes. In looking through the labarynth of trees we see that all the apparatus is in use. We especially no¬ tice a youth at the “ rings,” who by his patient but hopeless endeavors we take to be a “Prep,” or per¬ haps a “Middler.” Suddenly our eyes are dazzled by a blue streak which seems to originate at the engine room door, and to disappear in the Mug-wump’s vineyard. A moment more it is among us ! We now see the no- ble form of a mechanic, dressed in the uniform of the W. M. S. We wonder why he is with us; we suspect (and find, upon inquiry, that we are right,) that Emerson is in the blacksmith’s shop and M. P. has gone down street. Without waiting to clean the oil from his hands 58 he grasps the bar, whirls around, goes off on a tan¬ gent and collects in a heap on the ground. He jumps to his feet and declares that he did it on purpose, but that the oil on his hands helped it along. There is silence for a moment, and then one of the crowd gives it as his opinion that in whirling about the bar a certain amount of positive electricity is generated in the mechanic’s body, and an equal amount of negative in the bar; but the earth cur¬ rents absorbed the negative electricity of the bar, replacing an equal amount of positive, by which the body of the mechanic was repelled, with the known result. This speaker was evidently a physicist. A dap¬ per looking fellow then spoke : “With all respect to the latter gentleman, I think it more likely that in revolving about the bar as he had described, a bungling, meaningless figure, an overruling Provi¬ dence had ordained him to describe a beautiful curve in his descent, and to take the graceful position which he did when he landed.” Another spoke : “You noticed the gentleman had oil on his hands and neglected to rub sand on them. Now when oil is present, wood and a foreign sub¬ stance have no affinity unless a flux is present. There was no flux, so the gentleman was thrown off and re-appeared on the ground as a precipitate, ac¬ cording to Beverley’s First Law.” He had hardly ceased speaking when the mechanic gazed a moment in a North-West direction, made a dive for the vineyard, re-appeared as a blue streak, 59 and disappeared in the engine room. We were stunned for a moment, but on looking to the North- West we saw a cream-colored horse, driven by the well-known, stooping form of our Sup’t approach¬ ing. It was all clear now. Just as we were going to some other part of the grounds we noticed a youth leaning against a tree. He had a block of paper and Henck’s Field Book in his hands. He rested his computations as we ap¬ proached, and said : “ That chemist might have been right in regard to the cause of the mechanic’s fall, but there is an exquisite little problem involved which I have already worked out. ’Tis this. He revolved at about the rate of n times a second, there¬ fore his grip on the bar, at an infinitesimal time be¬ fore he fell, was equal to the centrifugal force, or v 2 W F=M =-4n 2 Kn 2 R g Now when he went off on a tangent, he made the angle x with the ground. The vertical component of his speed would be the resistance the earth made to his fall, or the intensity with which he struck the ground; i. e. P= 4n 2 Rn 2 W . -sine x g This is the intensity to the square inch, and 144 times this, or”—suddenly we were left alone. The trees moaned and sighed in the breeze. The musical tones of a bell—sounding strangely like the far-away notes heard only when “ The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, And the lowing herd winds slowly o’er the lea,”— gave notice of the recitation hour. BASE BALL. N this department as a class we have not been able to accomplish much, owing to the lack of interest and the inability of the other classes to raise teams. In our Junior year we organized a class team and attempted to wrest the championship from ’79, in which we were unsuccessful, but after their exit we were unable to find any opponents in the school. Not wishing to see the interest in this man¬ ly sport die out, we resolved to organize a team and give it the name of the “ W. T. I’s.” The members of this team were selected by Capt. Orr as follows : ’81, six; ’82, two; ’83, one. Thus it appeared that the body of the club was taken from the class of ’81,. and its achievements would naturally be set forth in this book. The games played were as follows: won, 11; lost, 2. At Worcester. At Webster. At Boston. Tech. vs. Academy, 23 to 7 “ Beacons, 20 “ 11 “ Hillsides, 14 “ 9 “ Elmwoods, 10 “ 5 “ Picked Nine, 13 “ 1 “ Standards, 23 “ 18 “ Boston Tech. 15 “ 11 “ Picked Nine, 26 “ 0 Tech. vs. Websters, 15 to 11 a a 1 “ 6 u n 6 “ 1 Tech. vs. Boston Tech. 12 to 8 61 On June 17th, 1881, the class was divided into two divisions. We had the time and the inclination to play ball, for our examinations were over and our abstracts had been rehearsed. On one side, which we will call 44 A,” were the three Dalletts, Donnie, Chub, Gus, E. D., Zack and Steve. On the other, or 44 B” side, w ere Smith, Herb., Cobb, Bulldog, Gordon, Seth, Josh, and Sla¬ ter. The batteries were Donnie and ’Lije on one side, and Herb, and Smith on the other. Now 44 A” was made up of pure brute strength, but 44 B” was of that delicate, intellectual cast, which win or lose a game accordingly as it would be good or bad for the other side. Knowing full well that if 44 A” lost the game, murder or suicide would result, although keeping the score up, such admirable players as Josh, or Bulldog would occasionally drop a ball. 44 B” took the bat first and fairly riddled the op¬ posing battery; the outfielders were obliged to seek some distant clime, and the infielders made remarks as to whether the last hit was a 44 sky-scraper” or a 44 moon-chaser.” When 44 A” took the bat somehow all the infielders of 4 4 B ” had nothing to do but watch the men run around the bases. The game went on, the score piled up and finally at the end of five innings, was pronounced done. ’Lije, Donnie and Steve had each made two runs, Chub three and E. D. one; total, 10. White and Gordon two apiece, Smith, Cobb, Bulldog, Haynes 6 62 and Slater one each ; total, 9. In the fourth inning Seth bruised his hand and left the field. When the game closed, the sun was just sinking behind the western mountains, and was reflected in golden beams from the clock on Boynton Hall. It was six o’clock. The sound of the Prep’s hammers and saws had ceased, and the deepening twilight rested as a benediction on the noble, aye more than noble brows of the participants. The children of the lower classes, who had assem¬ bled to learn how to play ball, gazed on the transfig¬ ured faces of ’81 and murmured deep and low: “in a few years we also shall know how to manage the curving sphere.” FOOT BALL OF CLASS ’8i. jjjjjHEN the class of’81 entered the institute, the interest in this healthy, though by many con¬ sidered a dangerous game, was beginning to decline. But the class did its best to keep up the interest, and make foot ball what it had been in the past. We began our career in the fall of ’78 by a game with the class of ’79. We managed to get together eight men who had proved in previous scrimmages that they could once in a while kick a foot ball with¬ out scooping up a bunch of sod at the same time. Of course we were no match for the eight sturdy Seniors that confronted us on the battle field, and we retired with no glory, but with broken heads and lame legs. 63 The first time that we met together as a foot ball team, consisting of the requisite number, (eleven), was on the 9th of Nov. of the same year, our oppo¬ nents this time being the class of ’80. We expected to fare a little better than in the pre¬ vious game, but we were doomed to disappointment, for when we, at the end of the game, counted up the spoils, we found that they were all on the other side, and that we were left without a touchdown. It had been a custom in previous years, (and what is considered as a custom in this Institution, must be strictly adhered to,) for the Junior class to play a game of foot ball with a picked team from the High School, and it had not only been a custom to play the game but also to win it, for the High School had never been able to defeat a team from the Institute. After two hours of hard playing, we left the field as victors, having won two goals out of three. Sla¬ ter proved an excellent hand to tend goal, for instead of six feet, the ball must rise to a height of nine be¬ fore going over. Donnie and Smith played their positions to perfection, the latter winning both goals by two splendid drop kicks. The High School was not satisfied to let matters remain thus. So, having purchased a ball, they be¬ gan to prepare for a second game. We met again on the 30th of Nov. upon the Base Ball Park, and after a struggle of three-quarters of an hour, they won one goal; but before another goal could be played, darkness put an end to the game, and it was postponed until the next week. 64 The next Saturday found the ground covered with snow, so it was declared no game. One of the fea¬ tures of the game was the playing of Morey and Dal- lett. Gordon was disabled in the first part of the game, and Orr found a chance to distinguish himself. Our last game was with the class of ’80 in the fall of 1879, and was easily won by the class of ’81. This was too much for the dignified Seniors, and they did not wish to appear on the campus again. Souther, as in previous games, proved very skill¬ ful in making his way clear around the trees with the ball before he could be overtaken. Thus closed the foot ball career of the class of ’81, and may the classes which are to follow us be equal¬ ly or more successful in defending the laurels gained by the “ Tech’s” in foot ball. LABORATORY GUSH. HEY get so saturated with technical terms there that it reacts thusly : “ Did you hear of the explosion, Bunk?” “ No ; what was it?” “ Ben Ziehn was blown up.” “So? Has he bensine since?” “No; his goods have benzole(d) out, aniline written to his wife. She fainted, but after a naphtha fit left her and she mur¬ mured, 4 Oil, I don’t kerisene him only yesterday, and I gas he’s all right so I gasileine on another ’ ”— “ Young men, no more talking. Acid it once before ; there’s enough.” “ Any manganese-ily keep his iron that silicas.” “Have you found your sulphur place yet?” “ No ; but you’ll find your sulphur place when you die.” “ Injun, what made your tungstic acid did yes¬ terday when Barnes spoke to you?” But you don’t take it tin. You can’t stannate any longer. I zinc you’ve got enough. THAT CORLISS ENGINE. 41 dm EE class of ’79 constructed aCorliss engine.’’ The catalogue says so, and therefore itmust be. But, nevertheless, there are in the W. M. S. to¬ day, the parts of a something that the boys call a Cor¬ liss engine, and is pointed out to visitors as the work of the “last Senior class.” Mr. Emerson has kept the mechanics busy at it for the past year, so that probably on Commence¬ ment day it will be labeled, “The work of the graduating class.” “ O. M.” offered the advice that it be painted blue this year and green the next, so that visitors wouldn’t have an idea that it was the same machine. One day there must have been some spirits in the shop, for, on the bed of the engine was inscribed, “ Intended for the Centennial , 1976. Snagged by . . . . ’79 Died of old age, . . . ’86 Polished U • • • . ’81 Buried foot of class tree by ’87 Finished ( • • • . ’82 Funeral oration by . . ’88 Set up u . ’83 Dug up by . ’89 Packed c c . ’84 Sold for junk by . . . ’90 Shipped 4 . ’85 Pieces collected by . . ’91 Corliss engine recast for ’92.” The next day these inscriptions had disappeared, but on passing the office, a familiar voice was over¬ heard to say : “ Will, Will, did you do that?” 67 44 Do you know who did do it?” 44 Well, Will, if you find out, you come and tell me.” But it is presumed that Will either did not take the trouble to find out, or did not tell, if he did, as it seems that vengeance was taken 4 4 personally ” on each of the mechanics of ’81, as at the end of the term the shop marks were dreadfully low, and one of the unfortunates in seeking information at the Supt’s office was met with the significant inquiry, 4 4 How about that marking on the Corliss engine ? ” CLASS ROOM QUERIES AND EXTEM PORE REMARKS. Prof. John E’s Room. WANT you to understand that I’m not going to teach algebra in this room.” 44 Prof., I don’t understand the last part of that.” 44 I’m sorry, but I don’t know what I can do for you.” 44 Well, you might as well get into a washtub and walk around for two hours.” Jack. 44 Differential b—” Johnnie. “The only differential of a bee, that I know of, is its sting.” 4 4 What are you aiming at 4 Corrombo ? ’ ” 44 Well, you won’t hit it; you haven’t powder 68 enough in. There, now you’ve too much, you’ll go way over. Quick, fire, and you’ll hit it.” “ Orvo, that analysis looks as though you were going to the post-office by way of Holden.” “ O, you are wild, wilder than any animal I ever saw.” “ O, you be quiet.” From Free Hands , all very Artistic. “Who was it piled those things up there? up there? Its boyish, boyish, whoever it was, I want to take them down immediately, right off. No one did it? Piled themselves there, I suppose, yes— yes-yes.” “ I guess you needn’t go out sketching to-day, it’s damp, and I notice there’s a circus coming.” “ You want to make those lines converge, con¬ verge.” “Yes, yes,-which way was the sun shining when you drew that ? ” “ That looks as though it was tumbling over. O ! the original was that way, I see, yes.” From Prof. Alden’s we get some theoretical obser¬ vations : “ If I give you a plank and brick to find the co- ficient of friction, how would you proceed?” “ Don’t remember, sir.” 69 “ I suppose you would stand the plank on end and throw the brick out the window, wouldn’t you ?” “Yes, sir.” “ We’re getting a little mixed. I guess we had better take a new deal.” “ The inclination of the axis of the least stress is the steeper—” “ Prof., what is a steeper?” “What?” “What is a steeper?” “ Oh! yes. Steep, steeper, steepest; its a verb, not a noun.” “ Let M P be a line cutting O M at M. Now you can’t turn O M down without putting M P up, for O M is equal to M P, so that what you do to M P you must do to O M. “I haven’t that line parallel, have I?” “No, sir.” “ Well, you’ll please be kind enough to con¬ sider it so for the time being.” “How would you treat a failing• case, Lord Harry?” “ I wouldn’t treat it, sir.” Wanted to know the size of axle to stop a wheel of given dimensions in half a minute when a given brake is applied to it. Ques. “ Are you going to brake the axle or wheel? ” From Smithies’ we quote the following intellectual remarks: “ And the old queen puts her daughter 70 in his arms. He is filled with joy and—I’ve for¬ gotten that word, Prof.” “ Why ‘joy and love’ same as any one would be filled with under the circumstances.” “ Donnie, put the sentence—‘ John struck me,’ in the passive.” Ans. “ Me struck John.” From Kimmie’s , this purely physical remark: “ Owing to the extreme delicacy of our apparatus I want all you young gentlemen to be careful in handling the same, and unless you are acquainted with them, to leave them alone, terribly alone.” EXCUSES. THE FOLLOWING EXCUSES ARE CLIPPED. Absence of I. B. . . . from Mechanics. “ Same excuse as the preceding.” Absence of E. T. M. . . . from Practice. “ Had a boil under my arm.” Tardiness of C. G. T. . . . from English. “Did not wind up my watch, and so did not know the exact time.” Tardiness of A. B. S., Jr. . . from Practice. “ Had breakfast at 6.40 and couldn’t run on a half-filled stomach.” Absence. Anon. .... from French. “ GDt mixed up on the hour-plan.” Absence of Anon. . . . from German. “ Severe headache.” (Weekly periodical.) Absence of E. D. W. . . . from Mechanics. “ See general excuse.” Absence of J. I. S. . . . from Practice. “Wasn’t disposed to come.” Absence of A. B. S., Jr. . . from Mechanics. “ Sick headache on account of riding, on the night pre¬ vious, in a car filled with tobacco smoke.” “ Became separated from my company.” The following occurred about 49 times. “ Sat up with Cobb the night before.” Tardiness of J. I. S. . . . from Mechanics. “Was interested in a problem and did not notice how late it was.” 72 Tardiness of L. F. G. . . . from Practice. “Breakfast was tardy and so was I.” Absence of N. A. C. . . . from Mechanics. “ Headache, hard cold, no overshoes and the pouring rain.” Absence of D. G. . . . . from Practice. “ Thought I’d got through.” Tardiness of G. M. R. . . . from Chemistry. “ Supposed to be sick, so was not called in time.” Tardiness of S. B. W. . . . from Practice. “Went down to add one more vote to Garfield’s majority.” Tardiness of N. A. C. . . . from Practice. “ Stopped to chase a milk wagon.” Tardiness of E. T. M. . . . from English. “Rehearsed my speech too long at home.” Tardiness of A. B. S., Jr., and S. B. W. . from Mechanics. “Unreliable watch.” Tardiness of P. J. D. . . . from Practice. “ Overslept.” Absence of J. I. S. . . . . from French. “ Muscular rheumatism.” (=Laziness.— Ed .) Tardiness of S. B. W. . . . from Mechanics. “ Had to wait for breakfast.” Tardiness of H. R. U. . . . from Mechanics. “Unreliable clock.” Absence of P. J. D. . from German. “ Went to Providence, got lost and got left.” A PARODY. A la Andrews. ‘ 4 He shall have power by and with the advice and consent of the Senate to make treaties ,” c. TREATY is an agreement or compact be¬ tween two nations. By an agreement is meant, in general terms, a contract or bargain. A bargain is an agreement and hence a treaty.” “ This power is rightly lodged in the President, for strip him of this power and he would not pos¬ sess it.” The following are dates on which treaties have occurred. June 6, 1792; Aug. 13 1-4, 1798; Feb. 26, 1803; Dec. 29 1-7,1822; Jan. 8 1-2, 1828; June 11, 1836. In these treaties the paying of the following amounts were involved: $14506.32; $6501.46 1-2; $.08; $5692383.19 5-11; $6592783.- 83 gk; $1512.62 1-2. EXTRACTS FROM EXAMINATION PAPERS. Nth Semi-Annual Examination , W. F. JuneSl , 1881. Physics. (a) Calculate the pitch of an old maid’s tongue (when she’s mad), using the French standard A, also find the amplitude of vibration required to shake out her new set of teeth. (b) Demonstrate the Bumble Bee and Base Ball Bat Theories. (c) Given, two felines weighing respectively 11 and 13 lbs., temperature, 10° A. E., velocity of sound, 900 H per second, and both cats rub against the same cellar window. Required, the cost of run¬ ning an electrical railway. (Answer to be in ohms per volt.) (d) A ray of blue light from Sirius started at 10 A. M., Feb. 31, 1492, with a velocity of 10,- 000,000 miles per second, and was reflected from Jupiter in, on July 18, 1879, at 9.30 P. M., with an angle of incidence of nearly 394°, 17, 7.06437. What was the effect? Who stole Charley Ross, and what was the score ? Where was Moses when the light was at its maximum ? Where when it went out? Also tell all } ou know. (e) Given, mother, boy, slipper, force of impact and point of application; find three consecutive 75 points on an adiabatic curve. By the same formula find the heat reflected from the moon. Note. This examination was considered to be very easy. Average mark of class,.99.2 Average of personals and practice, . . 21 General average,.60.1 Chemistky. (a) Given, an unknown solution of KCL0 3 in H 2 0. Analyze it, and to determine the metal get the metalic bead by the Duquesne process. (b) Write the chemical reactions which take place in the manufacture of new fossils. (c) Determine the amount of lye in a soft soap argument. (d) Given, a Cape Cod turkey, two books and a candle stick. Determine the resulting: mineral, and C 7 tell to what age it belongs. Language. 1. English, (a) Analyze the following sentences : Jones, did you put two hours on this lesson? Brown, did you do that to create a laugh ? (b) Give the metrical analysis of the following : Tell us not in crashing thunders, Examinations are an empty dream, For the chap is lost who blunders, For personals are not what they seem. 2. Foreign Languages, (a) Translate into En¬ glish poetry the following: This exceedingly in¬ teresting and extraordinary phenomenon, marvelous and incomprehensible as it may appear to the unin- 76 itiated understanding of the purile mind, is made quite apparent, I assure you, as it is perfectly ob¬ vious, which you all very readily comprehend, as the decolorization of the ichthyophthalmite, in con¬ junction with the deodorization of the lepidokrokite most certainly will produce the recorporification of arseneisensinter. (b) Translate into French. If any of } 7 ou find the lesson too long to prepare in two hours, I should be happy to make them shorter, but as most of you have put over two hours on the last lesson, I shall not give you more than a page of translation and two lessons in the grammar, more than you had yesterday. Descriptive Geometry. (a) Find the traces of a “ Prep’s” plane. (b) Find the projections of the intersection of a denticulated, diabolic, demiseptilateral, paraboloid and a parallelopipedonical oblate conchoidally spher¬ ical hyperbaloid. (c) Draw the projections of the line of man¬ agement of the W. I I. S. (d) Find some trace of the $3,000 annually devoted to its support. Calculus. (a) Given, the size of a bung hole ; find the length of the staves and the diameter of the heads to hold as much Providence whiskey as B. (b) Using the (n-l)th formula for integrating a trigonometrical equation, find the differential equa¬ tion of D’s moustache. 77 (c) By the same formula demonstrate that it is more fair to give only the General Average and not an open record of the term’s work. Mechanics. (a) What is the horse power of a Connecticut cheese ? Demonstrate the formula used. (b) Find the direction and intensity of the stresses on a student’s mind when he tries to account for some of his marks. LECTURE BUREAU. Special Rates to Sunday-Schools and Orphan Asylums. Agents Wanted. Send for Catalogue. The following is a partial list of our illustrious and far-famed lecturers, giving also their most ably treated subjects, in which they are unexcelled. Lecturers. Bunker, I. Dallet, W. P. Goddard, D. Morey, E. Y. T. Roberts, S. F. Slater, A. B., Jr. Souther, J. I. Taylor, C. G. Underwood, H. R. Barlow, J. Q. Park, E. H. Tucker, A. L. Sewall, W. D. Warfield, B. B. 5 Greene, R. W. Hawley, G. M. Subjects. New Methods for Sulphur and Antimony. Ancient and Modern Mathematics. Freedom of Speech and the Press. Practical Points on Horses. The Effeminacy of American Students. Meteorological Observations at High Al¬ titudes. And AWL. Elocution. Ancient History. Beauties of German Poetry. The Typi¬ cal Yankee. The Bashful and Awkward School-boy. How to take it easy, working hard. How to do it. The Theory of Epitrochoidal Curves. Companion Lectures. { constf’ence. The Height of Style. The Three Vices. THE PROPHECY. The President rose and said something amid the clamor and din. Only a few words were audible, “Moved ’nd sec’n’d,- chosen—’s prophet! Those in favor—aye.” There was a storm of ayes. “ Opposed—no.” Dead silence ; and then a period of quiet disturbed by an occasional yell of 44 Speech ! Speech ! ” Thus was your humble servant ushered into a period of nervous uneasiness and misery, the like of which he prays never again to be compelled to pass through. At every and all hours of the day he was con¬ fronted by that bugbear, the 44 prophecy.” When he retired it lay heavy on his mind ; when he arose it was still there. All that he did was done with the consciousness of duty neglected. Did he essay to engage in any harmless amusement, his conscience assumed gigantic dimensions and roared in a voice which was far from being 44 still” and 44 small”— Recollect the Prophecy ! ” On Sundays the clergy¬ man shouted prophet and prophecy at him from the pulpit. How he pitied the prophets of old! How had they deserved to be sainted ! Little did people un¬ derstand what it was to be a prophet. They im¬ agined a kind of demi-god who had but to say this 79 or that and it became true. Far otherwise my friends. He it is who must search the books and the hearts of men, to rack his brain, and bavonetted by his conscience, and be driven to the verge of des¬ pair in order that he may deliver his message. But he would rid himself of this horror lest he become a raving, gasping lunatic. He would prophecy. And he began. Tuesday night—8 o’clock—Lamp lighted ; paper, pen, ink. 10 o’clock, ten lines done. 11 o’clock, fourteen lines done. 11 1-2 o’clock, fourteen lines done. Struck! Despair! Destruction! O, give me rest! And he went to bed and dreamed that he pined away and died, and that some one else had to make the miserable prophecy. He woke with a sigh to find it all a dream. That morning he flunked on the Reciprocal Diagram. Returned late at night from one of the “ suppers ” (those generators of dyspepsia and bad sleep), I, the prophet, seek my couch. Outside the elements begin to rage. It becomes dark, dark; the light¬ ening flash and the thunders roll. A violent storm © seems just to approach the climax. But hark ! Was that a neigh? And was that not a snort? Let me investigate. I have been deceived. The night is clear as crys¬ tal. But behold my deceiver ! a mare, black as jet, and with winged shoes upon her feet. Her eyes flashed the lightening, and it was her mettlesome 80 tread which I mistook for thunder. Upon the rich saddle-blanket I read the inscription : “ Who mounts this mare by night, Into the future takes his flight.” Here was my chance, and after a desperate strug¬ gle, I succeeded in placing myself firmly in the sad¬ dle. “ Now,” quoth I, “Into the future we go.” No sooner said than done. After a short ride over the exceedingly rough country of the near future, the mare made a desperate leap across a chasm of ten years. My glimpses into this chasm revealed but little more than its great depth, which caused me to shudder when I thought of what would have been the consequence of the mares missing her footing on the slippery edge. At this point I hit upon a lucky expedient. Dis¬ mounting, I removed the winged shoes from one side of the mare and attached them to my own shoes, and thus, like a kind of second Perseus, I could roam about over the ocean of the future in search of my Gorgon, the prophecy. This plan had the additional advantage that it secured the mare, who, having winged shoes only on one side, when she tried to soar away, floundered about in a most ridiculous way, and was unable to stir from the place in which I left her. Thus equipped I bethought me to call upon some of my old friends, and this is how it turned out with me. In the state of Ohio, near its center, in a thriving little town, I called at a comfortable little cottage 81 house with cosy surroundings. On the door-plate was the name “ Smith,” and the gentleman who an¬ swered the call was no other than our classmate, H. D. After a cordial greeting, I was invited in and introduced to Mrs. S.,—formerly Miss Black—and judging from sounds which proceeded from the yard I concluded there were young Black Smiths in ex¬ istence, and at supper time I found I was not mis¬ taken. Two as hearty boys as one often meets, who were evidently the pride of their parents. Smith told me that he was master mechanic in the celebrated - Bicycle Works of the town. Next morning as we were about to start for the mills, and as Smith was explaining how he came to be in the business, I suddenly disappeared by means of the winged shoes, leaving him in the utmost as¬ tonishment. The next week an item appeared in the local pa¬ per, to the effect that Mr. Smith had seen and en¬ tertained the ghost of one of his former classmates, followed by a lengthy discussion of ghosts in gen¬ eral. After my hasty departure from Mr. Smith, I soared into the air and was gazing upon the beau¬ tiful scene below with its dotted towns and cities, silver threads of rivers and dark lines of railroads laced all over the country, when my thoughts turned to friends in the far west, and just then my attention was caught by what from the distance seemed like an ant hill, but as I approached and alighted, I found it to be a new tunuel, for one of the great western railroads, partly completed through 82 a great mountain, and the ants were the men, cars, and engines all working hard j and on enquiring who was the foreman of the engineer’s party, was told that it was Div. Engineer Williams, and that “ He’s in the tunnel under the main shaft if you want to see him,” and boarding a car of men just about to go in, in I wenti and soon reached the main shaft where the party of engineers had halted. A large man with heavy chin whiskers was point¬ ed out to me as Williams. I made myself known to him and was warmly greeted with a tremendous grip. He said that he had been east once since he left school, but had been most of the time in the employ of the- Southern California R. R., in which he had quite a snug little interest himself. I was very anxious to see Gordon and Haynes whom he said were also in the State, and so could not wait to go home with him at night to see his wife and lit¬ tle daughter. As he turned to speak to a man who came up to him from the car, I quietly made use of my winged shoes and went up the main shaft, emerg¬ ing high up o n the mountain. I did not stop, but went to the northward about a hundred and seventv miles, although I went so swiftly that it seemed but one. Alighting in the outskirts of a large town, I walked toward what I thought must be some large manufacturing establishment, and found by the im¬ mense sign that it was the Locomotive and Car Works of the- Southern California R. R., where Williams had told me that Gordon was em¬ ployed ; it was nearly noon time, but I started into 83 the shop, and after aimlessly wandering about for a while, found myself in the Car Truck Department. Wishing to find the foreman to enquire for Gordon, I asked one of the men who the foreman was, and he replied that the old foreman had just resigned, and that the new one was “ That feller over there, Mr. Gordon.” I looked, and saw a heavy man with full black beard, and would not have believed that he was the man I sought, had he not spoken to me and called me by name. I immediately recognized the voice, and as the noon whistle just then sounded, he laid aside his work and took me home with him, to a pretty little cottage on a hillside not far from the shops, and then Mrs. Gordon soon served to us a delicious dinner, observing that “ Little Sammy raised all those vegetables himself, in the garden.” As we came out of the house to go back to the shop, I grasped Mr. Gordon by the hand and amid the screams of his wife rose into the air, and leaving him on a neighbor’s roof, sailed away in search of Haynes, whom I found as head chemist and assayer to the great B—n—a Mining Co. of D-Village, Idaho. He had not been West very long, and his wife and little son and daughter had not yet come to him, as he had but just purchased a place there, but it was to be a surprise to them when they did come, for though not extravagant, was as natty a little place as you could wish. It had taken me a long time to find him and as it was toward evening, I left him on pretense of hastening eastward, which I did as far as the nearest tin shop, where I obtained a fish 84 horn, and, after procuring a sheet which I took un¬ der my arm, went back, and overtaking Haynes, blew a blast behind him and disappeared by means of the winged shoes. The effect was instantaneous ; Haynes ran for dear life and roused the towns folk to prepare for the Indians on a raid from Montana, and next day it appeared in a Californian paper that “ Mr. Williams had great difficulty in getting men to re¬ place those who had left work on account of the ghost who haunted the tunnel.” That evening I de¬ termined to go eastward, and accordingly, mounting aloft by the magic shoes, I soon found myself rapid¬ ly nearing the earth over the western part of Penn¬ sylvania. I alighted near a pretty little village and concealing my sheet and horn, I went into the first street I came to, and walking along, soon came to what appeared to be some very large school build¬ ings, and which on inquiry proved to be the F—n Academy for youths and misses. Obtaining a cata¬ logue I casually glanced over the list of instructors, when my attention was arrested by the name Prof. Wm. P. Dallett, B. S. I immediately inquired where he lived, and repairing thither, found him comfortably settled with his wife in one-half of a spacious double, brick house, of which the other part was occupied by another professor from the same academy. Mr. Dallett was professor of mathe¬ matics, and had only himself and wife in his family. I was fortunate enough to call upon him in time to meet his cousin, E. James, who, with his brother, was visiting there, being off on a vacation from his 9 85 labors as a designer to K-d’s Tapestry Co., of St. Louis, Mo. His wife, who was with him, with the little hoy “ Willie,” was a sprightly little mite of humanity, and was kept unmercifully busy by “Wal’s” pranks who, though only five years old, was into scrapes enough to shame half a dozen monkeys. Nothing would do but I must stay over night at Prof. Dallett’s, and after a pleasant evening, I was ushered into the “ spare room ” and there sat down, and was about to retire for the night, when I came upon my sheet and horn, so I remained in my chair dozing till nearly midnight, and then wrapping in my sheet, stalked about the house blowing the horn. Everybody ran crazily about crying, “ Gabriel has come! Gabriel has come! !” and little “ Wal ” trotted, laughing, behind me, hooting and singing out, “Ha! Ha! the resurrection day has come in the middle of the night-time.” A crowd was col¬ lecting outside, and going out the front door, I soared away by means of the winged shoes, and the Advents and Methodists collected and held a praise and re¬ vival meeting on the spot, forcing speeches from the folks who had thus “Entertained an angel un¬ awares.” Hoping to find some trace of our classmate George, at Philadelphia, I went there in the morning and, at last, in the directory, found “ Dallett, G. A. Head Book Keeper, J. Wan-ker Sons, House, 2024 Arch St.” As it was yet in the lirst part of the forenoon, I went to the house, and in response to 8 86 the bell, a plump, bearded man, who looked to be about thirty, welcomed me in, and we instantly rec¬ ognized in each other old classmates. I was intro¬ duced to Mrs. Dal let and his little daughter. Mr. Dallett had a very line tenor voice, and was the tenor of the quartette in which the head of the family sang soprano, at St.-’s church on- street. I went with Mr. Dallett to the office, and while enjoying a chat with him, in walked a tall, straight man, with a fierce moustache and side whiskers, wearing a long tailed, blue coat and a broad brimmed hat. I thought I knew him, but could not recall his name, but as I was sure I had seen the man before, I accosted him with the name suggested to me by the coat and hat, 44 Joe Shakes¬ peare!” Yes, I was right, in the person, not the name, for it was our old classmate Donahue, who, after being in the company’s employ as a machinist, for a while, had been 44 put on the road ” as a drum¬ mer, and had prospered well, travelling all over the U. S., and selling more machines than any other agent the company had. I asked him if he were married, and he said, 44 No, I’ve seen so many nice girls that I’ve given up trying to choose one, and then it would be hard to be away from home travel¬ ling all the time.” But I believe he had chosen one, for Mr. Dallett said that he was always overjoyed to make a trip to or near Boston, and kept up a lively correspondence with a Miss-there. They asked me what I was employed in, and I gravely in¬ formed them that I was travelling agent for a new 87 4 invention whereby men, horses, carts, houses, lands, -anything, could be sent by telegraph, and both laughed and tapped their foreheads, when I proposed that we go out to the nearest telegraph pole and I would show them how it worked. Out we went and mounting the telegraph pole, I bade them adieu, and to their utter amazement went along the direc¬ tion of the wire like a flash, running with the magic shoes. From a paper in Mr. Dallett’s office, Iliad learned that this was the third day of a great State Fair at Des Moines, Iowa, and the day for the plowing con¬ test. I immediately went there and found that it had already begun ; eight different kinds of plows striv¬ ing for the medal. The one which appeared to have considerable lead on the others was a rather small one, drawn by a yoke of oxen, by no means so heavy as the others, yet this plow, by virtue of its excel¬ lent design and make, was doing more and better work than any of the others. After the contest, I went close to the plowmen who had managed this plow, and to my surprise he confronted me with the inquiry, “ Well! How d’ye do-■?” “How came you out here?” At a closer look, I recognized our former classmate, H. P. White, who had become a junior member of the T-Plow Co., and was at the fair to exhibit his plows. He had grown to be nearly five feet ten, and broad in proportion, but despite the “ siders,” his face had not materially changed. 88 Mr. White was evidently proud, as he well might be, as he presented his wife and two bright little girls, two and five years of age. Just then the first of the field sports, the broad jump, was announced, and hastily leaving Mr. White and his family, on the plea that I must enter the jumping match, I went into the ring as one of the leapers, and after all the rest had done their best and won great ap¬ plause, I stepped to the line and by means of the winged shoes jumped quite out of sight, followed by a buzz of amazement and terror from the crowd. When I alighted, I found myself in the southern part of Michigan, near the town of J-n, where the K— —oo, and JM-, S-It. ft., were run¬ ning 1 a branch toward Toledo and Cleveland. Going O O into the town, I was passing along the principal street, when 1 saw a boy suddenly dart out of an office followed by all manner of shoes, bootjacks, ink-stands, stools, hats, tumblers, cats, and every¬ thing else imaginable. Wondering at the cause of this eruption, I stood at a safe distance from the door, from which there soon came a tall, long-armed man with hair brushed straight down the sides of his head. Looking up and down the street, he call¬ ed, “ Now where’s that cussed imp gone to ?” Catch¬ ing his eye, I suddenly recognized the man as our well known “Josh,” as he stepped up, and giving my hand a wicked squeeze, exclaimed, “ Halloa- where in the name of X did you drop from ? ” I went into the office with him, and in a pleasant chat with him, found that he was Load Inspector for the 89 K—oo M— S— R. R., but was making quite a good salary besides by concocting funnyisms for pa¬ tent medicine almanacs. He was keeping a batch- elor’s hall in J-n, which was his headquarters. In reply to his inquiry as to my occupation, I inform¬ ed him with the greatest earnestness that I was out establishing agencies for my new flying machine, which I was about to exhibit in the town in a few minutes. The people were immediately notitied and assembled on the common, when I purchased a toy balloon, and making a thread fast to it, I let it up as far as the thread could reach, then taking a couple of shingles, I called into requisition the magic shoes and mounted the thread to the balloon, and then flapping the shingles at a great rate, I leap¬ ed from the toy balloon and disappeared, leaving the dumbfounded people to await my return. Con¬ tinuing my course eastward, I soon found myself at S-e, N. Y., where are located the immense works of the A-g M’f’g. Co., and on looking into the draughting room, I see in the person of the de¬ signer and head draughtsman, the familiar manner and appearance of “ Gus.” Yes, he comes out and recognizes me, for it is indeed Mr. E. A. Williams, now Supt. of the Fire Ext inguisher shop. He is the same as when a student, excepting the heavy side whiskers and beard. As I am in haste on my way east, I cannot stop to see his little cottage, Mrs. Williams, and his little boy, of whom he is justly so proud. We pass along into the blacksmith shop, and as a huge steam hammer starts up, I think, 90 44 Now ' s my chance,” and at its first report, I vanish, and as I go out the skylight, I hear from two of the men below, 44 Who’s that?” 44 Where’s he gone?” 44 Dr. Tanner ; gone for a watermelon.” I next find myself in New -, Conn., and going with a large crowd to the court-house, where a great case of poisoning is on trial. I enter the court-room just in time to hear the argument of the government attorney, who in his eloquent speech discloses a knowledge of chemistry and ancient history which, with his striking personal appearance, leads me to believe that I have at last found our 44 Chub.” After the argument is closed, I speak to him and find that I am not mistaken, but that it is our for¬ mer classmate, Mr. J. I. Souther, who has become district-attorney and settled at New-with his wife and child, a bright little girl of four years. We leave the court-room and step out on the street, when to Mr. Souther’s intense surprise, a gust of wind comes and I instantly vanish with it. At Bir-m, Conn., while leisurely strolling along one of the streets, I am startled by a glaring sign which reads 44 S. F. Roberts, Uncle and Mother- in-Law. Chemical Works.” Entering the office I find our classmate and chemist busy with orders just received by mail, and among them I just catch a glimpse of one headed, 44 Jas. E. Orr Bro., New England Bleach and Dye Works, Worcester, Mass.” From Mr. Roberts I find that his family still con¬ sists of but himself and Mrs. Roberts, who superin¬ tends the affairs of the family, as he is kept so busy at the 44 Works.” 91 On enquiring of him as to the whereabouts of other classmates, he handed me a newspaper, say¬ ing, 6 ‘ That tells of the only one that I have heard of lately.” And looking at the place indicated, I read, “ Mr. Geo. McL. Robbins, wife and family, have gone to Old Orchard Beach to spend his vaca¬ tion. Mr. Robbins has now been City Engineer for three years, and is well known to our citizens as a very high-minded and energetic man. He has worked his way up from the position of a Topeka, Kan., office boy, and is now the happy father of four intelligent and healthy children .”—B - Me. Daily Begister. That settled it. I determined not to worry him, and so thanking Mr. Roberts and bidding him good-bye, terrified him by leaping from the second story window, but what more was his aston¬ ishment when he rushed to the window and looking out, didn’t see my mangled remains on the sidewalk below ? Soon after this incident, I was walking along Federal Street, in Boston, when I met an old friend going in the opposite direction. Of course I im¬ mediately wheeled about, and walked along with him, as he said he was just going out to get a bridle at Morey’s Harness Shop. I suspected nothing, and was much surprised when we came to the shop, a good sized brick building, with the sign over the door, “ E. T. Morey, Harness Maker and General Leather Worker.” I entered with my friend, and was instantly recognized by our old classmate, ‘Lord Harry Corrombo,” and as my friend soon 92 made his purchase and went away, I remained with Mr. Morey and went through the shop with him, after which we went to his home, where I was intro¬ duced to Mrs. Morey, a pretty blonde, and to their lively little boy “ Albert,” just four years old. I could not help noticing Mr. Morey’s head come up as he took me out to the stable to see his horses. He had some fine carriages, and his neat little barn was well complimented with the two fine, large, black horses in the first two stalls, and in tl e next was a smaller bay horse, and I judged that he was going to have two span, as there was in the fourth stall the frame of another horse. After talking over old schoolmate matters, we strolled out tor a walk, and on coming to a drug store, I proposed a glass of soda, as it was a very hot day. I had hardly drunk half of my glassful, when I clapped my hands onto my stomach, and pretending great pain, rose slowly into the air exclaiming, “ Miserable soda, nothing but gas,” finally disappearing from the pitying but astounded, open-mouthed, gaping crowd, whom my exclamations of suffering, and the shrieks of a pea¬ nut woman, had brought to the spot. In Mr. Morey’s shop, on some of the machinery, 1 had noticed the maker’s plates bearing the words, “ Taylor Weaver, Machine Tool Man’f’rs, Hyde Park, Mass.” I went there in search of these for¬ mer classmates of mine and soon found the shop, which was somewhat larger than the W. M. S. after the additions of ’81. Noticing something on the roof which looked like a chimney made of wood, I 93 alighted oil the roof, and looking down, I found that it was a ventilating shaft with openings on each story. I immediately got into it and floating down with the winged shoes, gave a terrifying yell as I passed each of the openings, till I came to the lower floor when I quietly walked out much to the amaze¬ ment of the workmen. I went directly to the office where I found Messrs. Taylor and Weaver draught¬ ing, and had hardly shaken hands with them when in rushed men from the second and third stories, and with ashen faces began to tell of “A ghost in the ventilator.” “ Take your supe rstition out o’ here.” “ Go ’long back to your work and let the ghost take care of himself, or I’ll discharge the whole kit of you,” was the meaning reply from “ Zacli.” The men tremblingly returned, moment¬ arily expecting to hear again that blood-curdling shriek. From Weaver and Taylor I learn that after they both had worked as draughtsmen and machinists in W-for about three years after leaving school, they had gone into the manufacture of sawmills at S-, and afterwards removed to Hyde Park, where they now built all kinds of machinery. Both had homes in Hyde Park, Mr. Taylor having a wife and three smart, sharp, little boys, the youngest just getting into short dresses. I went to dine with Mr. Weaver, and was made acquainted with Mrs. W-, who, though not beautiful, was very comely, and wore an expression of decision, yet indicating as sweet and pleasant a 94 disposition as one often meets. Imagine, if you can, my amazement when Mr. Weaver called in his little army, three triplets, two of them boys, two twins, a boy and a girl, and yet two more twins, both girls, and all healthy, strong, active and bright as could be. ’Twas too much. I staggered out of the door, and was off like a meteor. I wanted to get back to my school days, and went to Worcester to hunt up my old acquaintances, but no, all was changed, even the old “ Tech ” itself had grown to nearly twice the size, with three times the number of students, whom a growing endowment from the Alumni now helped to a technical education. Only our former class¬ mate “ Bull Dog” was to be found, and he too was a married man. with a little daughter “ Julia,” and was now “ Mr. D. Goddard, Esq.,” foreman of the rolling mill at the M- X-Iron Works. I left Worcester and went to Fitchburg, where I found another of our classmates, Mr. Wm. V. Lowe, now an influential member of the Fitchburg Machine Co. He lives at home with his mother and sister, but has just been married to a pretty girl who thinks the world of him, so leaving him in the enjoyment of his honeymoon, I wandered away in search of our “ Cornless Cobb,” whom I find in the dignified pro¬ fessor of Mineralogy and Chrystallography in the department of Chemistry at the A-College, in A-, Mass, where he lives with Mrs. Cobb 4 and his son and two daughters. In reply to my in¬ quiry about the “ Colonel,” Prof. Cobb (who, by the-way has become Prof. N. A. Cobb, B. S., A. 95 M.,Ph.D .) replies that “ it has not been long since Slater was married at W-“Last I heard of him was from the Worcester Free Institute cata- logue of ’89, which said that he was 4 Mechanical Expert and Consulting Engineer, with J. R- Sons, Iron Steamship Builders, on the Delaware, near Chester, Pa.’ ” Obtaining the catalogue of ’91 to see if he were still there, I found only a blank opposite his name, and neither he nor his family, nor any trace of them, were to be found, and as his death, had it occurred, would have been marked in the catalogue, I knew him to be alive and perhaps was in some foreign land. Hoping to find some better trace of him farther in the future and also of Bunker, of whom I had only been able to catch a mere glimpse in the very first of my travels, as well as to find those who had left the class before its “ Commencement,” I returned to the mare, replaced the winged shoes on her feet and, mounting, urged her forward with all haste to leap another chasm of twelve years. We neared it and my heart rose in my throat lest the mare should not be able to clear it. We went like the wind, she leaped, and we were reaching the other side in safety, when- horror of horrors ! one of the winged shoes came off ! I had not replaced it securely, and the mare was falling to one side; we reached the edge of the precipice, but only to barely touch it, in our frantic efforts to secure a hold, and we tumbled down, down, down, and over, and over and over, and just before we were shattered to atoms on a projecting rock— I woke with a start to find that I had escaped a most horrible death only by alighting in a feather bed, “ Right side up with care ! ” N. A. C. A, B. S., Jr. RETROGRESSION ? S we go to press, a rumor reaches us that the Faculty are considering the withholding of all marks, excepting the general average of examina¬ tions and personal , in future. Under the present system of “personals,” tem¬ pered by the results of written examinations, the former mark sometimes causes failure, and, of course, dissatisfaction ensues; but to still further imperson- alize the marking, will cause ten-fold more indigna¬ tion and trouble, judging from the feeling manifested by both alumni and undergraduates. At present no student can know the “ personal ” which any professor sees fit to give him ; but to en¬ velop the examination work in the same mystery will leave the students no chance of knowing, how¬ ever much they may excel in any study, anything further than that their work as a whole, is good, poor, or indifferent. This result is obtained in pri¬ mary schools where “personals” reign supreme, without even the formality of an examination; and if that system is to be introduced here, the students may claim the same immunity. “ Personals ” have neutralized examination work in the past, and on occasion, may in the future ; but the results of written examinations, as well as the records of daily work, are given in the best schools in the country, and we trust will, not be concealed at the Free Institute. 97 Among the contributions of MSS. for this book, we found the following list of TECH. FUNCTIONARIES. Thompy— otherwise C0 2 T square George —otherwise George I. Freehand George. Johnny— otherwise “ Papa.” Kimmy, Smithy, TENE. M. P. B.—S. Oats. Emerson. O. M. John. The above are found to be the titles, familiar among the students, by which the instructors are known. The list translated appears on the next page. 9 98 OUR INSTRUCTORS. CHARLES O. THOMPSON, A. M. Ph. D., Principal, and Professor of Chemistry. GEORGE I. ALDEN, B. S., Professor of Theoretical and Applied Mechanics. GEORGE E. GLADWIN, Professor of Drawing. , JOHN E. SINCLAIR, A. M., Professor of Higher Mathematics and Civil Engineering. ALONZO S. KIMBALL, A. M., Professor of Physics. EDWARD P. SMITH, A. M., Professor of Modern Languages. THOMAS E. N. EATON, A. M., Junior Professor of Mathematics. Superintendent of Machine Shop, MILTON P. HIGGINS, B. S. Assistant in Chemistry, WALTER U. BARNES, B. S. Instructor in Field Work , JOHN P. K. OTIS, B. S. Instructor in Metal Working , J. N. EMERSON, ESQ. Instructor in Wood Working, 0. M. HIGGINS, ESQ. Janitor, JOHN HURLEY, ESQ. 99 ERRATA. On page 4, line 1, read Hon. Mr. Dr. Prof. C. 0. Thompson,, Ph. D. A. M., Esq. “ 8, “ 6, “ E. A. Williams instead of E. D. Wil¬ liams. “ 15, after line 16, insert: “At the Holly Tree Inn the Juniors enjoyed a sumptious supper, with Zahouyi’s ice cream and all the delicacies of the season. After the supper, addresses were made by several members of the class, each member of which received a souvenir of the occasion, and after the parting toast, the now joyful mourners “dispersed to their several homes,” always to remember the occasion with pleasure—espec¬ ially when they think of the trouble it cost the deluded Middlers to have a Senior treat them.” On page 31, line 21, after “students,” insert “and his own be¬ lief.” “ 35, “ 1, after “general,” insert “principles of the.” “ 40, “ 7 from bottom, read “experiments” instead of “ experiences.” “ 60, after line 7 from bottom, read “ Tech. vs. Holy Cross College, 8-15.” “ 75, line 8, read “KClO-j” instead of “KCLO 3 .” “ 79, last line, drop e from “lightening.” “ 87, line 10 from bottom, read “plowman” instead of “ p lowmen.” Look out for the Scppplement to this number of Vol. 1 of the Antenna. Hggr Be sure and get a copy when it comes out. 4 ADVERTISEMENTS. INDIA RUBBER GOODS. John E.Taft, —) DEALER IN (— PANTS, OVERALLS, LEGGINS, AND APRONS, HATS, CAPS, MITTENS, AIR PILLOWS, CUSHIONS, BED PANS AND SYRINGES OE ALL KINDS. .RUBBER SOLIUG, PACKING, HOSE, Tubing, Boots and Shoes. 203 MAIN ST. 3 Opp. Bay State House, “ r 7 m orcester, - 2 £a,ss. ADVERTISEMENTS. DADMUN PUTNAM, DEALERS IN SHOES BOOTS, 349 Main Street, WORCESTER, - MASS. We should be pleased to see any or all of the “Tech.” Students, or their friends, at our store, and sup¬ ply them with good dura¬ ble goods at VERY LOW Prices. ADVERTISEMENTS. IBs Sure SToul ' 7 isit WARE, PRATT CO., THE OUUIG-UNT AL 4C8 dc 412 Hvdlsirx Street, 1st NATIONAL BANK BLOCK, WORCESTER, - - MASS. Largest, Finest and Most Complete Assortment of Men’s, Boys and CHild-rerPs CLOTHING- -) AND(- FURNISHING GOODS To be found in the City. GREEN STREET COAL YARD. WM. H. JOURDAN, DEALER IN ANTHRACITE AND BITUMINOUS COAL EIRE SA NI). CIA Y JLJYJJ ERICH. OFFICE : 366 MAIN ST., WORCESTER, MASS. ADVERTISEMENTS. MANN KNIGHT, y _ M . 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