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LITERARY:
Homeless...
The Sword of Arthur
The Transformation
A Sick Child in Bed. .
The Benefit of Travel upon Three Classes
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On the Train.
Cheer Up.
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THE ECHO.
ALBANY, N. Y., FEBRUARY, 1907.
[No. 6.
Homeless.
It is cold, dark midnight, yet listen
To that patter of tiny fect!
Is it one of your dogs, fair lady,
That whines in the bleak, cold street?
Is it one of your silken spaniels
Shut out in the snow and sleet?
My dogs sleep warm in their baskets,
Safe from the darkness and snow ;
All the beasts in our Christian England,
Find pity wherever they go —
(Those are only the homeless children
Who are wandering to and fro.)
Look out in the gusty darkness, —
I have seen it again and again,
That shadow that flits so slowly
Up and down past the window pane.
It is surely some criminal lurking
Out there in the frozen rain!
Nay, our criminals all are sheltered,
They are pitied, and taught and fed;
That is only a sister-woman
Who has got neither food nor bed.
And the Night cries, “‘ Sin to be living,”
And the River cries, “ Sin to be dead.”
Look out at that farthest corner
Where the wall stands blank and bare.
Can that be a pack which a peddler
Has left and forgotten there?
His goods, lying out unsheltered,
Will be spoilt by the damp night air.
Nay, goods in our thrifty England
Are not left to lie and grow rotten,
For each man knows the market value
Of silk or woolen or cotton.—
But in counting the riches of England
I think our Poor are forgotten.
—Adelaide A. Proctor.
The writer of this poem, the daughter
of the poet Bryan W. Proctor, wrote
under an assumed name and sent her
poems to the Cornhill Magazine, then
edited by Charles Dickens. The latter
was a friend of her family and often met
her in her own home. One day, at dinner
with the Proctors, Dickens mentioned
the fact that an unknown poet had sent
him poems of great merit. He discussed
them at length and praised them highly.
Miss Proctor listened to his criticism
with great pleasure but she did not be-
tray her identity as the writer of the
poems that had won his praise. She was
determined to have her work tested im-
partially. Later, when Dickens discov-
ered that she was the author of the
anonymous poems, he was so m wich
pleased that he not only published every-
thing she sent him, but when her poems
were published in book form he wrote an
introduction in which he expressed his
appreciation of the author and the liter-
ary excellence of her poems.
Miss Proctor was deeply interested in
the homeless poor of London. She de-
voted the entire income from her writings
to works of charity. Many of her poems,
like the above, are expressions of pity
and sympathy for suffering humanity.
“Homeless”? not only pictures three
phases of human misery but it contains
a stinging rebuke to those who, in the
midst of wealth and luxury, forget their
duty to the poor and helpless. This re-
buke is needed to-day quite as much as
when it was written; and it is not more
needed in England than in our own
proud and prosperous country.
— Margaret S. Mooney.
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The Sword of Arthur.
Outside the cathedral the throng
waited impatiently. Sometimes it pushed
up even to the closed doors, but then the
green-clad yeomen on guard there leveled
their bows and let the shafts fly into the
air. The beggars were the most anxious ;
they were waiting for a largess from the
great noble whom the miracle should de-
clare king. The pedlars, too, were im-
patient, for they wanted to sell their
wares to the knights who could at last
break their fast.
Inside the doors the throng was even
greater. All the men-at-arms of the
kingdom had been praying there since
daybreak. Over the bent heads of the
mailed knights stretched the hands of
the old archbishop. “Lord,” he be-
sought, “from thy gracious mercy grant
us a miracle whereby our king shall be
shown unto us—a noble king and a
lordly ruler.”
His voice quavered and died away
slowly, and all was quiet save when a
knight stirred and his armor rattled.
Slowly the minutes passed. A young
squire called Arthur grew restless, and
raised his head timidly. Immediately
then joy flashed over his face. Joyfully
he shouted “a miracle.’ Every knight
sprang to his feet, joy-and gratified faith
shining on his countenance. In front of
the high altar stood a massive marble
block, rough and unhewn, and imbedded
in the block was a thick steel anvil with
a sword thrust therein —a sword which
shone with a strange and uncanny light.
The knights crowded about the stone,
and read the gold letters which encircled
the base —
“Whoso pulleth oute this sword of
this stone and anvil, is rightful king of
all England.”
Every knight pushed and jostled his
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neighbor that he might be the first to
try the chance of being king. The young
squire Arthur stood in the background
and only looked. Then spake the gray
archbishop: “ Men-at-arms and noble
knights, this is not the season’ to make
trial of the sword. When the mass be
done then may ye try it.’ The knights
slunk back shame-faced into their seats,
and when the mass was done many noble
knights made trial of the sword, but none
could stir it.
Then again spake the gray arcl.bishop:
“Tet ten knights of good repute guard
the sword till the day come that it be
drawn forth by our rightful king. And
let the barons make ready for a great
tourney where all may try their skill and,
perchance, the strongest will be shown
forth, he who may later pull the sword
from the stone. The knights honored
the archbishop and knew that his counsel
was wise. So they chose ten noble
knights to care for the sword and pitched
the lists for a mighty tourney on that
day-week, to which all the men-at-arms
in the land were bade.
Not least among the knights who rode
to the tourney was the noble Sir Hector
and his son, the young Sir Kay —
possessed but a week of his blazoned
sword and golden spurs, and confident
of victory. Behind them rode the squire
Arthur. The horse of Sir Kay was fiery
and untamed, and the young knight had
much ado to manage him. Sir Kay’s
scabbard hung loose by his side and his
sword was heavy. Once when he had to
guard with extra care lest the horse
should throw him off, the sword slipped
to the ground unnoticed. The men rode
on, their pennants waving proudly be-
hind them, till they saw the turrets of
the castle which overlooked the lists, far
ahead in the distance. Then Sir Kay’s
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heart beat fast as he thought of the com-
ing glory, and he felt for the sword by
his side, but the weapon was gone.
“Arthur, my sword,’ he cried, think-
ing that he might have bidden the young
squire carry it. But Arthur had seen
naught of the sword. :
“Tt must be at home,” said Sir Kay.
“Ride back and get it for me, Arthur.”
Arthur was loathe to miss any of the
tourney, but as he loved his foster-brother
Sir Kay he turned his horse aside and
spurred him back swiftly. When he
reached home he found that all had gone
to. see the jousting, and there was no
weapon in the house.
“My brother shall not be without a
sword this day,” cried the young squire.
“T will pull the sword from the stone
for him.”
The way was long to the church and
the road was rough, but Arthur’s fiery
horse galloped swiftly along. When
Arthur reached the church he found the
ten knights gone and the sword un-
guarded. . Hastily and’ unthinkingly he
snatched it from the stone and mounting
the stud, rode off. From north and
south, east and west, he met knights
journeying to the tourney — knights
young and old and squires like himself
clad in scarlet liveries and silver spurs.
All talked of the sword that would win a
kingdom with one blow. Hope was
bright in the heart of each, but Arthur
was silent, thinking only of his loved Sir
Kay.
Journeying thus, with jest and ballad,
the young squires came to the lists.
Seated under a canopy of gold and red,
with his armor by his side, Arthur spied
Sir Kay and handed him the sword. Sir
Kay took the weapon and rubbed his
cheek gently over its keen edge. Then,
without a word, he threw a coin to the
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young squire and began to put on his
Arthur’s love for Sir Kay was
turned to rage in that instant but he
spake no word and turned away as the
heralds blew the first trumpet call for
the contest.
When Sir Hector saw his son arming
himself and belting on his sword he rode
across the lists to see that Sir Kay’s
sword was trusty. As he drew near he
beheld how the sword gleamed and
sparkled like only one sword in the world
—the enchanted one in the stone. He
marveled and rejoiced greatly that his
son should have the sword.
“How came you by that wéapon, my
son?” cried Sir Hector as Sir Kay rode
forth to meet him.
“T drew it from the stone by the altar,”
said the young knight, and would have
ridden out straight into the lists had not
Arthur rushed in between, his eyes blaz-
ing and his face aflame.
“Drew it from the stone, Sir Kay?”
he cried with scorn. “ Nay, rather drew
it from a brother's heart.”
Wherewith he snatched the weapon
from Sir Kay’s side and tossing back his
yellow hair stod his ground fiercely. Sir
Hector forced his horse between the two
angry youths and Arthur thrust the
sword in its sheath and dropped on his
knees.
“Sir Hector,” he cried, “it beseems a
young squire to hearken to the voice of
his foster-father and I yield to you the
sword. Thrust it again into the stone
and let Sir Kay draw it forth!”
The heralds sounded the second call
to the contest and the knights rode forth
from all sides of the field while the spec-
tators cheered at their skill and their rich
armor. A sudden trumpet call made each
one check his horse with speed as a single
herald rode swiftly into the lists.
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“Tords and ladies,’’ he cried, “the
tourney is postponed, for the ten keepers
of the sword are summoned to see a trial
made.”
The crowd hissed but the ten knights
rode speedily forth from the field to
guard the magic sword. When they
reached the cathedral they found a circle
about the stone and bowed their heads
reverently as the old archbishop prayed
for the welfare of the kingdom. When
he had finished he took the mighty sword
from Sir Hector and thrust it with a firm
though trembling hand into the stone.
It sank as easily as it would in the soft
turf and the steel closed fast around it.
“Draw the sword forth again, Sir
Kay,’ bade his father, and the ten
knights made a bristling circle of their
sword points around the youth as he re-
luctantly grasped the sword. When he
had once touched it he tugged and
strained with every muscle, laying aside
his armor for greater freedom. But the
tough steel yielded not a jot.
“Enough,” cried the archbishop and
Sir Hector, and each of the ten knights
in turn assayed the task. One by one
the noble knights drew back, foiled by
the inflexible steel.
When every knight had spent his
strength in the futile task a red-clad fig-
‘ure burst between the gleaming sword
blades and the young squire Arthur knelt
before the archbishop, craving permission
to try the task.
The knights scoffed. “See how slim
he is and how young that he should try
his strength against the greatest in all
the kingdom.”
Said Sir Hector, “ Nay, he is a good
youth and a true. Let him, too, try the
sword, though he taste the bitter cup
of failure.”
Arthur threw back his yellow hair,
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grasped the sword by the point and drew
it lightly forth. The knights raised a
shout as the youth stood there, his
muscles set, his eyes blazing as bright as
the sword which he held on high. But
the gray archbishop laid his hand on the
head of the king and blessed him. |
The Transformation.
You great, big, ugly, green, old thing
Alying there in the grass,
I think Ill take you home with me
And see into what you'll pass.
This is what I said to myself
As I saw that big, green worm;
So I took a stick and picked it up.
My! how the thing did squirm.
Very carefully I carried it home,
Holding the stick way out
To keep the old thing far from me,
For it persisted in wiggling about.
Without any accident I got it home
And placed it in a box;
Put in some grasses and some leaves
And punched some holes in the ten.
There I left it for a while;
But every time as I went near
I took a peek in order to see
If my worm was contented here.
I watched and waited a little while
For the worm his cocoon to make,
Because I knew as it was getting cold
His winter abode he’d soon have to
take.
At last his home he began to spin,
And my! what silky threads
He spun back, forth, round and round
On a green and leafy bed.
At last the worm you could see no more,
For his home was finished at last ;
And quietly and all secure
He rested from his task.
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I took it now, and with greatest care
I placed it on a shelf,
In order that I might keep it safe,
And watch and guard it myself.
So there it slept this winter long,
Until the other night
I went into the other room
And behold! a butterfly bright.
Out of its cocoon the pretty thing flew,
And on a curtain near ‘did light,
So that all its colors grand
Showed up beautifully on the white.
I stood there still and in awe did gaze,
For what a change had taken place;
From the big, green, ugly-looking worm
To a butterfly all jewels and lace.
So now you big, green, squirmy thing,
T’ll_ never again hate you,
For in a few, short, wintry months
You're a butterfly of brilliant hue.
Let us not take things as they look,
But think of what they make;
The very homeliest thing may pass
Into some most beautiful shape.
— B. W., ’1o.
A Sick Child in Bed.
The frogs are singing far away,
The earth is still at the close of day,
Sometimes I hear the wheels and feet,
As they go past along the street.
The dark is getting thick and near,
And that is all that’s happening here.
— Nellie Sargent.
As in a game oy cards, so in the game
ov life, we must play what iz dealt tew us,
and the glory consists, not so mutch in
winning as in playing a poor hand well.—
Josh Billings.
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The Benefit of Travel Upon Three
Classes of People.
In the summer of 1901, during the
month of August, I spent several days
in Buffalo, for the purpose of visiting
the ‘“ Pan-American.”’ That exposition
greatly interested me, not only because
of the many wonderful exhibits, but also
because of the many wonderful types of
human nature which I came in contact
with while I was there.
One warm afternoon, thoroughly tired
out with several hours of sight-seeing,
I went to the Art Building and selecting
an easy chair in a secluded corner, I sat
down to rest. The pictures in the room
which I had chosen were some of them
of the very best, while others were less
attractive. From my corner -I_ idly
watched the people passing through. AI
sorts and conditions were there; tired
women and still more tired children, in-
terested and disinterested men, and I
wondered whence and for what purpose
had they come.
Suddenly my reverie was interrupted
and the whole atmosphere of the room
seemed to have received a jar by the hur-
ried arrival of two middle-aged women,
dressed in business-like black, each armed
with a shopping bag, a catalog and a note
book. Their bags fairly bristled with
those horrible advertisements called
souvenirs and T shuddered as I thought
of the manner in which, later, they would
be gloatingly counted, scalps as it were, .
of the day’s triumph in sight-seeing.
As they entered they were coolly dis-
cussing, in decidedly audible tones, how
much of the gallery they could “ do” be-
fore tea time; in order to lose none of the
precious moments they began operations
at once. Clutching the catalog firmly in
one hand and the note book in the other,
each proceeded busily to transfer valuable
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information. Names of pictures, which
they never looked at, were copied indus-
triously. Stopping before a beautiful
painting of ‘The Soul’s Awakening” |
heard one of them remark, “ This must
be St. Cecilia.”
Lack of time, in proportion to. the
amount of territory to be covered, com-
pelled them to shorten their remarks, and
rather to their satisfaction they were
forced to go on with the “ doing” or un-
doing of the next room. I breathed a
sigh of relief at their departure and closed
my eyes to rest for a few moments, after
the strenuous ten minutes I had just been
through.
I was interrupted immediately by a
girlish voice asking fretfully, “Oh,
mamma, must we go through all this?”
and I opened my eyes to view the latest
arrivals. They were mother and daugh-
ter, evidently, and ‘ quick rich” stamped
them upon my mind at once. Ruffles
they had, and plumes and jewelry, but
no love for art. One indifferent glance
around sufficed and once more I breathed
a silent thanksgiving as they, too, passed
on.
Pondering over these specimens of two
distinctly American types of people I ab-
sently consulted my watch, and realizing
that the time had come for me to be
starting, I gathered my few belongings
together and moved toward the door. A
slight exclamation drew my attention to
the other entrance. Two ladies were en-
tering. Both were neatly dressed and the
thought instantly flashed across my mind,
“school teachers.” I lingered a moment,
deliberately, to watch them and smiled to
myself in satisfaction when I heard one
of them say, “Oh, don’t let’s hurry.
This alone pays for it all,’ Necessity
compelled me to move on, but I left them
before one of the most beautiful pictures
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in the room. The wonder of it was re-
flected in their faces and I went away,
satisfied that they had not yet thought of
their catalog. :
On my way home I wondered what
traveling or sight-seeing abroad would
“mean to these three classes of people.
What benefit would they derive from it
or would it be no benefit at all. I thought
of the first two women who had entered.
I could imagine the appearance of the
inside of their trunks as they started
homeward, and I thought I could imagine
the appearance of the inside of their
minds. No wonder they needed souve-
nirs to remind them of what they had
seen or what they had not seen, but in
two weeks would they know what those
souvenirs stood for? If they traveled
through our great West would they know
on their return whether they had° seen
“Old Faithful” in the Yosemite Valley
or the Yellowstone Park? If they trav-
eled in Europe would they know whether
they had visited Shakespeare’s’ tomb at
Stratford or Westminster Abbey? To be
sure they might return home tired and
cross and contented, with no prickings of
conscience that one moment had been
wasted. This, then, would be the benefit
of travel to them.
Next came the thought of the mother
and daughter. What would a year of
travel mean to them? Probably the priv-
ilege of saying they had been abroad or,
like the mayor’s wife of Schenectady, a
social evening upon their return, to show
their “antics ” to their admiring friends.
Then I thought of those last two visit-
ors. I could imagine them viewing a
sunrise from Pike’s Peak, or a sunset on
the Rhine. There would be no hurrying
with them, no note books nor guide
books, only the knowledge acquired at
home of the lives and characters of the
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men and women who had lived where
they were visiting. I could imagine
them feeling the spirit of “The Virgin-
ian” in the mountains of Montana or
across the waters at Weiman, haunted by
the presence of Goethe or Schiller. I
could imagine them with Elizabeth at
Kenilworth, or with Thackeray at
Brussels.
What would all this mean upon their
return home? Instead of trunks filled
with souvenirs they would bring a whole
storehouse of beautiful scenes and pleas-
ant memories. What would these mean
in their future reading, in their leading
others to see what they had seen, in the
broadening and strengthening of their
minds and in their comprehension of the
breadth and beauty of this glorious
world? These, then, may be the benefits
of travel.
On the Train.
I love to ride on the speeding train,
Whether in sunshine or whether in rain.
Buzzing softly away we fly.
Past beautiful earth and beautiful sky.
The seats are big and soft as beds,
And nice thoughts come into children’s
heads.
— Nellie Sargent.
The possibilities of man’s ingenuity,
by painstaking and patience has recently
been illustrated in the completion of a
clock that keeps accurate time, every bit
of which, except the springs, is made of
glass, even the screws, hands and wedges.
The work was accomplished after six
years of continuous labor by Joseph
Bayer, a Bohemian glass polisher, who
lives at Theresienthal, and is certainly a
remarkable feat, although of no practical
use. Some of the parts had to be made
Over. as many as forty times. Success is
the reward of the patient laborer,
Cheer Up!
When you feel blue and gloomy,
And everything’s gone wrong,
’Twill help you bear up bravely
To sing this little song:
Cheer up, my heart,
The clouds have silver linings ;
All will be well
Tf you will wait and trust.
When friends have gone against you,
Those whom you loved the best,
Try to be bright and cheery
And leave to God the rest.
Cheer up, my heart,
Nor let thy grief dismay thee.
In days to come
Sorrow will turn to joy.
And so through all life’s days
Look ever on the brightest side ;-
And say with cheerful accent,
Whatever may betide —
Cheer up, my heart,
Endure they trials bravely.
Whate’er befalls
Tis better farther on.”
— Elizabeth F. Shaver, ’o8.
Lawley (expert shorthand reporter)—
“T say, James, the boy from the news-
paper office has called for the report of
that lecture. Is it finished? ”
James (a novice)— “ All but a short
sentence in the middle of it, and I cant
for the life of me make out from my
notes what it is.”
Lawley — “Oh, just put in ‘ great ap-
plause’ and let it go.”
James acts on the suggestion, and the
lecture is sent for publication with the
doctored part reading: “ Friends, I will
detain you but a few moments longer.
(Great applause.) ”
EDITORIAL.
ITH this issue of The Echo the
former board of editors is suc-
ceeded by the new. With gratitude to
the old board for their labor and accom-
plishment, and for the high standard they
have set, the new board takes up their
work. That The Echo may represent
the entire college, not merely the editors,
is their earnest desire. This can be
achieved not by mere subscriptions, but
by contributions which represent the best
literary work of each student.
HE old adage “a stitch in time saves
nine”’ may be opportune just now.
With term examinations several weeks
distant many of us are less faithful than
we should be in our work. A week
before examination we shall begin to
cram, and nervous exhaustion is apt to
result. But if we begin now to keep note
books written up and to learn each lesson
conscientiously we shall approach exam-
inations without fear, or the necessity for
cramming.
E are pleased to note the lectures
on Faust that are being given on
Saturday mornings by Mrs. Mooney.
They have been greatly appreciated by
those who have attended them, and to
those who have not yet availed themselves
of the opportunity of enjoying them we
strongly recommend that they do so.
Charmingly presented, instructive and
vivid, the story of this famous play, with
its allegorical setting and wonderful por-
trayal of human passions, offers a de-
lightful subject for study and contem-
plation. Through all the changes of
feeling and purpose incident to life’s
journey, the listener is led in a delightful
may, as he is made by the lecturer to see
the fortunes and fancies of the hers. It
is a real pleasure to follow the develop-
ment of the play and to enter into the
discussion of its philosophy. One is car-
ried out of the humdrum ways of daily
work and study, and conducted into the
fields of the imagination as seen by the
poet. It brightens the tone of college
life and gives a touch of inspiration to
the weekly tasks. Let all who can take
advantage of these privileges and make
the most of them.
Furthermore, it is greatly to be hoped
that other members of the Faculty will
offer similar courses of lectures after the
close of these of Mrs. Mooney. It has
long been customary to have several of
them offered during the college year,
and we have missed them since the fire.
The teachers may rest assured that the
students have a deep appreciation of
them and always feel a keen delight in
getting these charming glimpses of liter-
ature, science, philosophy, history and
life. By their scholarly presentation of
their themes they command our admir-
ation and inspire’ us with ambition and
desire for greater breadth of cultivation.
HE Emma Willard School in Troy
contests with the Albany Academy
for Girls the honor of being the first
school for young women in this part of
the country. It is gratifying to all who
appreciate the need that there was for
such a school at the time of its finding,
and the noble work that it has done since.
to hear of its late good fortune. Mrs.
Russell Sage, who was graduated from
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the school, has recently given it a million
dollars. The school is to be moved to a
site on Pawling avenue where its effi-
ciency will doubtless be greatly increased.
T is profitable to pause occasionally
| and try to measure our intellectual
during the past month or year.
This is a hard thing to put into tangible
form, for so much that we have learned
and experienced has become such a part
of us that it cannot be separated and pla-
carded with a neat little sign, ““ What I
have learned from January to March,
1907.” . Yet there are ways of approxi-
mating at such a result. An experience
common to students in nearly all lines of
work is that of increasing familiarity
gain
with the lives and personalities of great
men, as well as with their deeds and
writings.
In every age there are men who rise
above the rest through genius, and exert
on influence on their own time. In some
ages appear gigantic figures who deter-
mine the trend ofall succeeding years.
The wisdom of studying the achievements
of such men is generally admitted, but
is it not of even greater importance to
analyze their characters and come to
realize how they were like the rest of
mankind as well as how they
superior.
This is particularly true of educators.
The selfish Rousseau, who formulated
such a thoughtful scheme for the edu-
cation of “Emile,” and neglected h
own children, the kindly Pestalozzi,
Rabelais, the physician and monk, Locke
the philosopher, Spencer the scientist,
form a list of acquaintances of whom we
may be justly proud. To know what
each of these contributed to education,
and how it was characteristic of the man
himself ; to know their lives and person-
alities and thoughts, is an education,
were
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Miss McClelland’s Lecture at Troy.
Tuesday evening, January 29, 1907,
the Friday Study Club of Troy, together
with their guests, The Fortnightly Lit-
erary Society, the Shakespeare Reading
Club and the faculty of the Watervliet
High School, had the pleasure of listen-
ing to a most interesting and instructive
lecture by Miss Mary A. McClelland.
At the close Miss McClelland was pre-
sented with a beautiful bouquet of flowers
and was given a hearty vote of thanks
for her lecture which was enjoyed by all
who were privileged to be present.
Miss McClelland spoke on “The
Golden Age of Greece.” She treated
her subject in an interesting and com-
prehensive manner, telling of the events
that led up to.the Persian wars, the age
of Pericles and his wonderful work in
colonization and the work of adorning
the Acropolis with beautiful buildings.
Miss McClelland referred to the division
of the people, telling of the great men
of the time and their lives and works.
The speaker also accounted for the rise
and fall of Greece, and closed with an
interesting account of a scene at the
market place, the centre of Grecian life.
Yo WwW. C. A. Notes.
The regular weekly meeting of the As-
sociation on January 9th was led by Miss
Olive Smith. The topic was “ Christ and
the Doctrine of Individuality.” Miss
Smith touched upon the subject of our
personal influence, its extent, and how
we might use this influence to win others
to Christ. She then spoke of the Indi-
vidual — that Christ’s purpose was not to
have us merge our identity into His so
completely that we lost all trace of our
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own, but rather, through prayer, we
should come into such close touch with
Him that we would be strengthened and
enriched, so instead of losing our individ-
uality we would increase it, and reach our
highest, fullest, and freest development.
The meeting on January 16th was led
by Miss Emma Krennrich. . Topic, “A
Heart-stirring Topic.” The topic as pre-
sented by Miss Krennrich was indeed a
“heart-stirring ’ one; it was more, it
was a vital topic. It is just such topics
and just such earnest leaders that we
need to keep us in close touch with our
Heavenly Father.
January. 23d, coming at the time when
our mid-winter examinations were tak-
ing place, no meeting was held on that
date.
January 30th, topic, “ What it Costs to
be a Strong Christian.” Leader, Miss
E. A. Knapp. Miss Knapp painted a
strong picture of what it costs to be the
strong Christian, living close to God, but
she also gave us the other side, the joy,
the happiness, the beauty of such a life.
It was a talk calculated to strengthen and
renew our devotion to the Master, an
encouragement and an inspiration to the
girls who attended the meeting.
We are indebted to Miss Frances Bur-
lingame for an exceedingly interesting
little talk on February 6th upon the
origin of some of the Old Testament
stories. Miss Burlingame traced the like-
nesses as well as the differences of these
stories to the cld Psreian myths, and
showed very clearly the indebtedness of
the Jew to the ancient Persian literature
in particular, as well as to the surround-
ing nations of antiquity.
Our the
pleasure of a visit from Miss Eleanor
Y. ¥. Harris, State Student Secretary
Association has hed great
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of the Young Women’s Christian Asso-
ciation, :
On February 8th Miss Florence Mc-
Kinlay invited the members of the college
and faculty to meet Miss Harris at her
home, No. 350 Hudson avenue. A most
enjoyable evening was the result of this
reception, which enabled Miss Harris to
meet the greater part of the girls and the
members of the faculty in a delightfully
informal manner.
Saturday was spent by Miss Harris in
meeting with the four sororities. At
these meetings Miss Harris pointed out
the way in which the girls might help
the other girls in college, as well as each
other. She spoke of our great oppor-
tunities and our great responsibilities,
and urged us to prove by our lives that
toward the “ideal
we
womanhood.”
At 3.30 o’clock Miss Harris met with
the Y. W. C. A. cabinet, to see what had
been done by the Association during the
past school year, and to offer suggestions
as to ways in which the work of the
Association might be strengthened.
were striving
Sunday afternoon at 3.30 o'clock, at
the primary chapel, a special meeting for
all the students was held. As Sunday
was the Universal Day of Prayer for
Students, Miss Harris chose this as her
topic, and told us something of the work
of Christian associations in other lands
as well as in our own. She then made a
personal appeal to each one that we
might do our share towards furthering
Cir
st’s cause cn earth. .
as the t¢
rath, as chosen by Miss
Miss Pierce spoke of the
vays in which we, as girls and as
e the Blessed Master.
8, might serv
who attended this meeting went
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away feeling that they understood better
than ever before how they might serve
the Christ, and how blessed such a
service is.
At the business meeting which was
held immediately after the regular de-
votional meeting, officers for the coming
year were elected. Miss Angeline Fin-
ney, president; Miss Florence Brown,
vice-president; Miss Alice Hill, secre-
tary; and Miss Frances Woodruff,
treasurer. Installation of these officers
will take place Wednesday, February 20.
Let us all give our earnest support to
these new officers who are about to enter
upon their new duties. We can do it by
praying for them and for the work which
“they are endeavoring to accomplish, by
attending the weekly meetings, by acting
as the leader of these meetings occasion-
ally, by joining the Bible and Mission
Study classes. These are a few of the
ways in which we can help make the
Comings year Of ours Yo We (€x-A> the
strongest and most helpful of its exist-
ence. We may rely upon your support,
may we not?
Delta Omega.
Miss Emma Montrose was recently
called to Germantown on account of the
death of an uncle.
Miss Myrta Kelsey, of New Rochelle,
was for several days the guest of her
sister, Miss Grace Kelsey.
Miss Winnia Miller spent the Christ-
mas vacation with friends in New York.
Miss Minnie Schultz was absent from
tewn several days owing to the death of
an aunt.
Miss Helen Hitchcock has, for two
weeks, been confined to the house by
illness,
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Miss Grace Kelsey recently spent a
few days at her home in New Rochelle. .
On January 19th Miss Eleanor March
left for an indefinitely extended tour
through the Holy Land and Europe.
Shortly before her departure a surprise
party was given Miss Marsh by the mem=
bers of Delta Omega, the evening being
greatly enjoyed by all.
Among those present were Misses Jen-
nie Anthony, Fanny Drevenstedt, Barbara
Sammons Edith Everett, former
members: of thé society.
The friends of Miss Helen Kerr will
regret to learn of the death of her brother
Ludlow, who died January 21st after a
brief illness.
and
At a meeting of the Delta Omega. So-
ciety, held January 3oth, the following
officers were installed for the coming
term: President, Emma Montrose; Vice-
President, Minnie Schultz; Recording
Secretary, Alice Merrill; Corresponding
Secretary, Helen Hitchcock; Treasurer, |
Lillian Brown; Critic, Grace Kelsey;
Chaplain, Miriam Tyler; Editor, Dellma
White; Marshals, Ethel Breitenstein,
Winnia Miller.
Miss Kate Algie, ’06, is now teaching
in the city.
Miss Marcia Vrooman, of Schenectady,
visited friends in town recently.
Miss Lizzie Bunyon, ’06, has been the
guest of Miss Edith Everett.
Miss Alice Palmer, ’07, is now holding
a position in Stanford, Conn.
Miss Esther Tomkins has completed
ourse and returned to her home in
. Point.
her
Miss Gertrude Bushnell spent Sunday
aderhoolk:.
Miss Bertha Jorden visited friends in
Vocrheesville on Sunday last.
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Miss Hyde attended the Alumni ban-
quet in New York on Saturday, Febru-
ary 2d.
Those who attended the Alumni ban-
quet given Saturday, February ist, at St.
Denis Hotel, New York ‘city, report a
very enjoyable time. There were present
twenty-one representatives of Delta Ome-
ga, who, together with a few friends, oc-
cupied a special Delta table. The Delta
songs sung during intermissions were
greatly enjoyed.
On Saturday, February 2d, Misses
Ethel Pitt and Olive Briggs were initi-
ated into Delta Omega Sorority.
Psi Gamma.
On January 1oth Psi Gamma held its
regular meeting and elected the following
officers: President, Laura Meigs; Vice-
President, Mabel Roosa; Recording Sec-
retary, Olive Perry; Corresponding Sec-
retary, Viola Carnrite; Treasurer, Mabel
A. Tallmadge ; Critic, Olive Smith ; Chap-
lain, Harriet Vidal; Marshals, the Misses
Hill and Brown.
January 23d a regular meeting was
held at the home of Miss Tallmadge.
A special meeting was held January
30th with Miss Carnrite for the installa-
tion of officers.
Installation of officers was held Febru-
ary 7th at the home of Miss Meigs. The
following officers were installed: Presi-
dent, Miss Laura Meigs: Vice-presi-
dent, Miss Mabel Roosa; Secretary, Miss
Amy McGraw; Treasurer, Miss Mabel
Tallmadg Chaplain, Miss Harriett
Vidal; Marshals, the Misses Alice Hill
and Florence Brown.
Psi Gamma was very loath to lose four
of her sisters, the Misses Olive Perry,
Eva Locke, Alma Glann and Martha
Ecuo.
Tobey, who left Saturday, February 2d,
for the Oneonta Normal School. We all
miss them greatly, but by frequent letters
we are enabled to keep in close touch
with them. However, they like their
work at Oneonta and report having made
many pleasant acquaintances there, so we
need have no fear for their success.
Psi Gamma gave a farewell entertain-
ment to her sisters who left for Oneonta
a few evenings preceding their departure.
Several of our Alumni were present, in-
cluding the Misses Juliet Mosier, Eliza-
beth Sherman, Eda Sherman, from Coey-
mans, and Miss Edith Hegnembourg,
from Schenectady.
The Society entertained several of its
friends at a valentine party at the Pri-
mary Chapel on February 12th.
interesting games
Many
were .played, after
which refreshments were served.
At a recent meeting of the Society the
Misses Emma Krenrich, Fannie Parvel
and Lillian Waldron were elected to
membership.
The Misses Florence Brown and. Alice
Hill were recently elected to the offices
of Vice-President and Secretary of the
Young Woman’s Christian Association.
Psi Gamma has recently rented rooms
on Madison avenue and before many days
she hopes to be as comfortably situated
as her sister sororities.
Three of our girls, the Misses Mabel
Roosa, Marion Mackey and Kathryn
Ostrander, went to Coeymans February
15th to spend Sunday with Miss Eliza-
beth Sherman.
We miss Miss May Marsden, who has
completed her course at S. N. C. She
was a very active member of Psi Gamma.
A regular meeting was held Thursday
evening at the home of Miss Meigs. Miss
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Amy McGraw was elected Recording
Secretary in Miss Perry’s place.
Psi Gamma entertained Mrs. Mooney
and the State Secretary of the Y. W. C.
A., Miss Harris, at the home of Miss
Meigs on Saturday morning, after which
all went to the Primary Chapel to hear
Mrs. Mooney’s lecture on Faust.
Psi Gamma extends a most cordial in-
vitation to her college sisters to call on
her in her new Sorority rooms at 339-A
Madison avenue.
Kappa Delta.
A regular meeting of Kappa Delta was
held at the Sorority house Monday, Janu-
ary 28th, when the election of officers
took place. The following officers were
elected: President, Cornelia G. Lansing;
Vice-President, Sonia Ladoff ; Secretary,
Mary Denbow; Treasurer, Juliet Mur-
dock ; Director, Florence McKinlay ; Edi-
tor, Ada V. Edwards.
Mrs. Dr. Maxson, of Utica, called on
Miss Alice Gunsell recently at the house.
Miss Nellie Seargent has been called
to her home in Cooperstown owing to the
illness of her mother.
We were very pleasantly entertained
the evening of January 15th at the home
of Miss Gertrude Gifford on Madison
avenue.
Monday evening, February 4th, a fare-
well party was held at the Sorority house
in honor of Miss Antoinette Wilson, who
is about to leave college on the comple-
tion of her course. All of the girls were
present, and a general good time was
enjoyed. Miss Wilson returned to her
home in Spring Valley.
A number of Kappa Delta girls, with
a few city friends, visited the Hospital
for Incurables Saturday afternoon, Feb-
ruary 2d. A very informal musical and
literary entertainment was given, which
afforded a great deal of pleasure to the
inmates. We were invited to visit the
hospital again and are planning to do so.
Miss Eleanor V. T- Harris, State
Sludente Secretary G1 the Y apVWa 1G A
was a guest at dinner at the house Sun-
day, February t1oth,
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Zhe Alumni
The New York Alumni Banquet.
The great metropolis of our State is
ever recruiting its teaching force from
the graduates of the New York State
Normal College, and the men and women
whom it chooses are of the best that go
out from the institution. Not all those,
however, who ate absorbed by the city
and its environs remain in teaching ser-
vice ; some of them gravitate to other pro-
fessions. No matter in what line of the
world’s work they are, these men and
women seem to know one another and
to have vivid recollections of the Normal
College.
For many years have the New York
Alumni met in council at stated times to
brighten the chain of friendship, admit
new members to the ever-widening circle,
and to talk over the old college days.
The second of this month was the time
of the last social reunion. On the even-
ing of that day there was given at St.
Denis Hotel the third annual banquet of
the New York Alumni of the State Nor-
mal College.
In the hotel drawing-rooms the guests
assembled at an early hour for informal
and hearty greetings. About seven
o'clock they repaired to the great dining-
room that had been garnished and set in
order for the occasion. Presently there
were seated at table 167 friends — teach-
ers, principals, district superintendents,
lawyers, doctors, clergymen, business
men and women, together with several
ladies who are chiefly engaged in home-
making.
The College faculty was represented
by ten members, all the faculty having
been specially invited as guests of the
association, Mr, B, A, Smith, president
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of the association, fulfilled the duties of
toastmaster with all his usual geniality.
On his right sat President Milne as guest
of honor.
Dr. Milne, in his response to “ The
Normal College,”’ showed the College to
be in a transition state, finishing up the
work of the old and beginning the work
of the new institution; and being in a
sense houseless and homeless, dependent
in great measure upon the hospitality of
the churches. “ But the College,” said
he, “has a past; and, thank God, it has
a future — a future that will afford to
young teachers opportunities undreamt of
in former days.’’ He closed his remarks
by saying that although high salaries, fine
positions and modern buildings are all
valuable and desirable, yet is there some-
thing even better than these.
Other speakers of the evening were
Superintendent James M. Edsall, vice-
president of the association; Superin-
tendent John C. Dwyer, Mrs. Mooney,
Miss Bishop, Principal Becker, Rev.
Charles A. Tyndall, Miss McClelland and
the newly elected president, Dr. C. Stuart
Gager.
Dr. Dwyer: spoke chiefly on the neces-
sity of thorough work in the funda-
mentals. (On Monday following the
banquet he proudly conducted some of
the guests through two of the uptown
schools under his supervision, where was
witnessed fine work in the fundamentals
and in the “modern innovations” as
well.)
Tt was'a grand gathering of notable
men and women, bound in friendship to
one another, and loyal in heart to the old
institution that had given direction to
their lives in the earlier days. It was
an inspiration to meet them, and an honor
to be numbered with them. It is pleasant
to record that during the evening sub-
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stantial additions were made to the
Husted Fellowship Fund.
Another of the pleasant features of the
evening was the receipt of a telegram
conveying kindly greetings from Mrs.
Emeline McMaster Curtis, ’67; Helen S.
Daley, 794; Georgia Reeve, “o2; M.
Louise Russell, ’o1; Annie L. Cushing,
*99, and Elizabeth Burlingame, *05, all
members of the faculty of the Geneseo
Normal School.
Very much of the success of this gath-
ering was due to the efficient and ener-
getic work of the secretary, Mr. Fred A.”
Duncan. :
The newly elected officers for the year
are as follows: President, Charles Stuart
Gager, ’97; Vice-President, John Dwyer,
"79; Secretary, Fred A. Duncan, “go.
Members of the Executive Committee,
L. Louise Arthur, ‘96; Mary E. Lynch,
’92; Mary E. Kennar, ’00; Fred DeL.
King, “82; Letta B. Burns, ’98; James
M. Edsall, 84; William M. Strong, 985
Beverly A. Smith, *79.
There follow the names of those pres-
ent at the dinner:
1845-1860.— Sarah F. Buckelew, °54;
Emeline C. Davies, 54; Benjamin Edson,
M.D. "573 David. Ps Austin, MoD. 7573
Sylvanus B. Husted, ’57.
1860-1870.— Mrs. Margaret S. Mooney,
"61; Mary E. Swezey, °68; Jennie M.
Schoonmaker, ‘68; Mary A. McClelland,
_ 68; Emma P. Traynier, ’69.
1870-1880.— Elwin S. Piper, *74; Er-
win H. Schuyler, 76; Irving W. Story,
John Dwyer, ’79; William H. Story,
79; Beverly A. Smith, “79.
80-1890.— Moses Becker, Jr... 80;
Jessie Van-Auken Tyndall, “80; Charles
, 80; D. A. Bulson, ’81; Rich-
ard E. ‘Coon, *81; Fred DeL. ng, “82;
Minnie T. Griffin, 83; James M. Edsall,
84; I. Helen Hannahs; "84; Mrs. J. D.
THE ALUMNI.
Dillingham, 84; Cora A. Paterson King,
*84; Theophilus Johnson, ’84; Anna E.
Pierce, ’84; Clara E. Stevens, “85; Mrs.
Richard E. Coon, ’85; Susie F. Lockhart,
85; Charles M. Babcock, ’86; Mrs. Moses
Becker, Jr., “86; John J. Dillon, ’86;
Helen L. Sewell, 86; Andrew J. Forman,
87; Harriet De Veau Hallett, ’80.
I890-1900.— Fred A. Duncan, ’90;
Mrs. Ida Holmes Near, ’90; Minnie A.
Clark, ’90; Maude Page Jenkins, ’90;
Mrs. Theophilus Johnson, ‘91; Frances
B. Merrifield, ’91; Emily C. Brown
Hitchcock, ’91; Bertha Horton Van Tas-
sell, ‘91; James Hi Brooks; ‘91; Jennie
E. Hewitt, 91; Archibald A. Dodds, ’91;—
May E. Brown, ’91; Talitha B. Koester,
’91; Henrietta Hickok, ’91; Forrest T.
Shutts, ’91; Lucy E. Smith de Bonilla,
’92; Henrietta L. Havens, ‘92; Julia A.
Babcock, ’92; Edith Bailey Taft, *92;
Milton P. Kaler, ’92; Mabel Westcott
Reynolds, ’92; Alice Burroughs Martin,
’92; Evie Corney, ’93; Anna Brett, ’93;
Mabel Lewis De Baun, ’93 ; Adelaide Car-
son Allison, ‘93; Harriette Slater Bird,
793; Paul E. Riemann, ’93; Eliza A. Tut-
hill, °93; Grace M. Seaton, ’93; Robert
G. Patrie, ’93; Elizabeth L. Young, ’93;
Wilson R. Failing, ’93; Anna B. Has-
brouck, ‘94; S. Frances Hamiin, ’94;
Aurelia Hyde, ’95; Mary K. Pease, ’95 ;
Roberta M. Cochrane, ’95; Anna Husted
Strong, ’95; Mabel L. Overton, *96;
Arrietta Snyder, ’96; Mary E. Chace,
’96; L. Louise Arthur, 96; Mary B.
Heard, ’96; Elizabeth Sutliffe, 96; Har-
low MeMillan, ’97; Elmira Oakley, ’97;
Ottilia M. Beha, ’97; Charles Stuart
Gager, ’97; Irene L. Gregory, ’97; Cor-
nelia TE. Gayler, 97; M. Evelyn Pratt,
97; Alice J. Lynch, i975; Royal L.Cot-
trell, “97; Georgia M. Griesbeck, ’98;
Nora M. Lahey, ’98; Edith M. Brett, ’98;
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Letta B. Burns, 98; H. G. Dibble, ’98;
C. W. Armstrong, ’98; Helena M. Buck-
ley, 87 and ’98; Bertha W. Bagg Gager,
98; William M. Strong, 98; Mary B.
Loughran, ‘99; Edgar S. Pitkin, °99;
Jennie S. Eckhardt, ’99.
1g00-1907.— Abby Porter Leland, ’oo;
Edna M. Fisher, ’00; Henry A. Strong-
man, 00; Myra I. Johnson, ’00; Kathe-
rine V. Ostrander, ’92 and ‘00; Mary E.
Kennar, ‘00; William B. Aspinwall, ’oo;
Carrie A. Kimball, ’o0; Elizabeth A.
Bishop, ‘or; Elizabeth M. Baker, ’o1;
Mary H. Knight, ’o01; Frances M. Craw-
ford, “o2; Delia L. Mason, ’o2; Ruth
Sandford, ’02; Mabel Frances Smith, ’02;
Grace Skinner, 02; Justus C. Hyde, ’o02;
Alice B. Newman, ’o2; Blanche C.
Hynds, °03; Louise Hitchcock Backus,
103); Edith Mi Theall, 035 Alta” E-
Thompson, °03; Anna Hillidge, °03;
Eleanor U. N. Van Alstyne, ’03; May E.
Wickens, °03; Florence Haviland Sea-
man, *04; Iola M. Blackburn, ’04; Ruth
Brodhead, ’04; Mildred W. Thompson,
704; Edmund . Cocks, ’04; Louise, G.
Metzler, ’05; Marie A. Hewson, ’05; S.
M. Boyce, ’05; Amanda Rose Markham,
705; Violet A. Parrish, ’05; Agnes Kil-
patrick, ‘06; H. H. Constantine, ’06;
Mary Sharpe, ‘06; Alma Louise Johnson,
*06; Blanche E. Johnson, ’06; Lillian B.
Goppert, 06; Elma McKee, ’o6.
GUESTS.
William J. Milne, M. Harriette Bishop,
Leonard W. Richardson, Isaac T. Swezey,
Mrs. Justus C. Hyde, Mrs. Wilson R.
Failing, Mrs. Forrest T..Shutts (Potsdam
“Normal), Mrs. James M. Edsall, Cecelia
Davies, Georse AW Tait; Mrs.) Dy iN:
Bulson, Mary C. Dillon, Mrs. Andrew J.
Forman, Mrs. Charles M. Babcock, Mr,
and Mrs. James A. Wendell, Mrs. H.-H.
Constantine, Mrs. Henry A. Strongman,
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James H. Seaman, Mrs. Milton P. Kaler,
Carrie Richardson.
Miss McClelland while in attendance
at the Normal College banquet at St.
Denis Hotel, New York city, was. the
guest of Mr. and Mrs. Andrew J. For-
man. Mr. Forman is a graduate of the
class of 1887.
Miss Sewell was entertained during her
recent visit to New York by Mrs.
Florence Haviland Seaman, ’04, while
Miss Pierce was the guest of Mrs. Maud
Page Jenkins, ’90.
We are indebted to Miss McClelland
for the interesting report of the third an-
nual banquet of the Metropolitan Asso-
ciation of the Graduates of the State
Normal College.
Attorney John J. O’Shaughnessy, of
Johnstown, New York, S. N. C., ’97,
made a short visit to the College on the
25th of February, while on his way to
Burlington, Vermont, to attend the
United States District Court of that
State, on the 26th of February.
Marriages.
November 29, 1906, Miss Jennie Van
Hammer, ’04, of Ellenville, N. Y., to Mr.
Herman Mueller.
Wednesday, December 26, 1906, Miss
Mabelle Hepburn, ‘99, of Davenport,
Towa, to Mr. Archibald Joseph Mathews.
Tuesday, January 1, 1907, Miss Laura
Stafford, ’98, of Bennington, Vt., to Mr.
Walter J. Niles.
Saturday, January 26, 1907, Miss
Florence Vander Veer Williams, ’97, of
Albany, N. Y., to Mr. Eugene Snyder.
Deaths.
On Monday, January 21, 1907, oc-
curred the death of Miss Minna Lowen-
stein Froelich at her home in Schenec-
tady, N. Y.
Ecuo.
KBexechanges
A Fairy TALeE.
Once upon a time there was a Boy who
was a Freshman in High School. One
dark night he became lost in the Algebra
woods. It was very dark and he was
much afraid. Finally, he thought he saw
a little path and started to follow it. He
had not gone far when he saw a fearful
looking creature approaching.
He was so frightened that he could
scarcely stand, but he asked in trembling
tones, “ Who are you?” ‘My name is
Factor Theorem,” the creature replied in
a gruff voice. “I have long wanted to
become acquainted with the Factor Theo-
rem,” said the Boy, with rising courage.
“T am very glad I met you. Won't you
please help me to get acquainted with
some more of the Algebra people?”
“With pleasure. Here comes Theory
of Exponents,” said his new friend. “‘ He
is a very ugly looking person,” said the
Boy. “He is a very clever fellow and I
am sure you will like him when you know
him better.” They went on through the
woods and the Boy began to feel that it
was growing lighter.
They met a number of Algebra folk as
the time passed and all appeared to be
going in the same direction. The Boy
became much interested in his new friends
and at last plucked up courage to ask
where they were going.
“We are going to a Mathematical
Feast,” cried Ratio, Proportion and Vari-
ation in one breath. “ Won’t you come?”
“Sure,” said the Boy. “I should like to
see what you eat.”
Soon they came to the place where the
feast was to be held. The cloth was laid
on the Multiplication Table and was deco-
rated with a series of progressions. All
EXCHANGES.
of the Algebra people sat at this table
except the Logarithms, who had a table
to themselves, and the Harmonical Pro-
gressions who furnished the music for
the occasion.
On the large table the centerpiece was
of Quadratic Equations, neatly arranged.
The Boy was given the seat of honor and
as a favor he found in front of his plate
a curious mechanical toy. He asked
Theory of Limits, whom he had seen
put it there, what it was, and was told
that it was a ‘“ Variable-approaching-a-
limit.”
“Well, if that isn't the limit!” ex-
claimed the freshman.
He then asked Factoring, who sat on
his right hand, why the Logarithms had
a table to themselves. “They can do so
many things that they are quite stuck up
and don’t care to associate with the com-
mon herd. As far as I am concerned I
can get along without their help,” was
the reply.
Like all freshmen the Boy was fond
of asking questions, so he asked Factor
Theorem what they had to eat. “There
are four courses of which all of us are
so fond that we have them at every meal.
They are Addition, Subtraction, Multipli-
cation and Division, and for a relish we
serve with them a few Fractions or
Square and Cube Roots,” was the reply.
Just then a small army of waiters ap-
peared. There was a good deal of same-
ness in their appearance and the Boy
asked one of them his name. “I
am called Things-equal-to-the-same-thing
etc.,” said the waiter. ‘‘ You see we are
the Axioms. We are Self-evident, and
it is our duty to help these poor theories.
Some of them would have a hard time to
prove their demonstrations without us,”
he added, swelling out his chest.
Then the feast began. The Boy found
167,
the courses of Addition, Subtraction,
Multiplication and Division tasted very
like his mother’s sugar cookies, only they
were cut in different shapes.
The square and cube roots he also
found to be very palatable as well as
equations served in many different
styles.
At one side of the table under some
trees was a platform and Hindoo Method
told the Boy that it was customary for
the people to give Demonstrations on this
for the entertainment of their guests.
Factor Theorem and Factoring gave a
sleight-of-hand performance, and the way
they juggled Binomials, Trinomials and
Polynomials almost took away the Boy’s
breath. Binomial Theorem gave a very
complicated exhibition of his powers and
praised Sir Isaac Newton so much that
the Boy began to wonder who he was.
Two curious looking little creatures
mounted the platform and announced
themselves as the Incommensurable Ra;
tios, but what they said and what they
did the Boy could not understand. The
next was a character sketch by Square
and Cube Root.
terested and leaned forward with eyes
and mouth wide open. Cube Root let a
decimal point fly out of his hand. The
Boy thought it was a paper wad and
jumped. 2
Then he heard his mother say: “ Have
you your lessons? You have been asleep
an hour.”
“Gee!” said the Boy, “I wish I could
“put in an hour a day’ on algebra that
way every day.”
Z. F., in The Forum.
The Boy was much in-
The mintage of wisdom is to know
that wealth is rust and that real life lies
in love, laughter work.— Elbert
Hubbard.
and
168
REMAINS OF THE SENIOR SOCIAL.
».uy is Governor Hughes like an axe?
Because he hews.
Why is Emperor William like a sword?
Because he is keen and cutting.
Why is Thomas Edison like an arm-
chair? Because he helps people enjoy
themselves.
Why is J. D. Rockefeller like a barrel ?
Because he has no‘hair on his head.
Why is Miss Hamm like a notebook?
Both are necessary to happiness in the
SNe 2
Why is Miss Ada Reed like a note-
book? Becattse she is full of knowledge.
Why is Miss Meiggs not like a couch?
Her presence is not restful.
Why is Miss Finney like a blotter?
Because she soaks up Pedogogy.
Why is Miss Schaupp like a box of
candy? Because she is sweet.
Why is the Freshman President like a
shamrock ?
It is plain to be seen,
Because he is Green.
Why is the President of Kappa Delta
like a sewing-machine? Because she is
a hummer.
Why is Miss Hardenburg like a piano?
Because she occasionally gets out of tune.
Why is Mr. Brunson like a torch?
He gives light in darkness. ;
Why is Miss Tyler like a lamp? Be-
cause she throws light on things.
Why is Miss Lillian Brown like salt?_
Because she isn’t fresh.
“ Diving, and finding no pearls in thé sea,
Blame not the ocean—the fault is in
thee=”
THE Eco.
Is A Cottece Epucarron a Goop
Business INVESTMENT ?
(From Field Notes, published by King-
Richardson Co.)
The president of the American Society
of Mechanical Engineers, Mr. James M.
Dodge, has, in his careful way, after
“the scientific method,” furnished a sci-
entifically accurate answer to the question
that gives title to this little circular. With
the young people themselves as the “ capi-
tal,’ their wages as the “interest,” what
influence has a college education or a
technical education on the earning power
or increase of capital? He gathered a
large number of actual average cases
from practical life, and from these data
drew certain deductions that should have
the earnest consideration of young peo-
ple, their parents, teachers and friends.
The following was -his method and we
invite a careful study of the diagram in
connection with this explanation:
Let us start with the average boy of
sixteen, and assume that he is worth to
himself in earning power, $3,000; this is
his potential capital — himself. viewed
only as an economic proposition. At this
point we will also assume that he is as
yet neither skilled in any craft, nor shop-
trained, nor has he had the benefit of any
trade-school, or even been in any school
of technology, or a college. Hence, four
possibilities lie before him. I. To re-
main an unskilled laborer. II. To get a
shop training. III. To go to a trade-
school. IV. To acquire a liberal educa-
tion. Start four boys, then, on the four
lines and let us see what influence train-
ing of an equal sort actually has as meas-
ured by money returns.
I. The unskilled laborer— On _ the
average he is earning four dollars a week
at the end of his sixteenth year, five dol-
EXCHANGES.
lars a week a year later, and his advance
continues with regularity to his twenty-
second year, when he is worth as “ capi-
tal” to himself, $10,000, and he has a
wage-earning capacity of $10.20 a week.
But here he reaches the highest economic
value of unskilled labor,. which will not
significantly increase in value however
many years he adds.
Il. The shop-trained worker.— Even
his narrower, rule-of-thumb training pays
good interest from the start. In six
years he has passed the unskilled laborer ;
by the time he is twenty-four, however,
he has reached his maximum; his poten-
tial capital is $15,000 and his wage, $15.20
aweek. This is the highest point reached
by the shop-worker.
III. The trade-school young man.—
The early broadening of his work im-
mediately brings better wages. Before
he is eighteen he has forever distanced
the unskilled worker. Before he is
twenty-one he has also left the shop
worker behind him. When he is twenty-
four he has an earning power of twenty-
two dollars a week. He reaches his
highest valuation at thirty-one years, and
here he finds the highest point in the
trade-school economic horizon.
IV. The technically and liberally edu-
cated boy.— For several years this young
man lags behind all three of the other
classes. When he is nineteen the un-
skilled laborer is ahead of him. Not till
he is twenty-five does he catch up with
the shop-trained boy, or rise above the
economic horizon of the trade-school
But what then? All three of his
competitors have already reached their
earning limit. Their horizons are fixed;
but from that twenty-fifth year and its
potential capitalization of $22,000 the
college-trained man shoots up in seven
man.
169
years more to an earning power of forty-
three dollars a week, and has not as yet
reached his full economic horizon! A
liberal education has added a potential
capitalization of $21,000 over all competi-
tors (from $22,000 to $43,000). Educa-
tion took him at the age of sixteen at
$3,000, it leaves him at thirty-two at
$43,000.
These facts speak for themselves ; they
are not the guesses of an educational en-
thusiast, but are the logical results of a
careful investigation by one
thoroughly competent to make it. What
better investment of himself can
make than to secure a college education?
scientific
one
A RecIPE FoR SANITY.
Are you worsted in a fight ?
Laugh it off.
Are you cheated of your right?
Laugh it off.
Don’t make tragedy of trifles,
Don’t shoot butterflies with rifles —
Laugh it off.
Does your work get into kinks?
Laugh it off.
Are you near all sorts of brinks?
Laugh it off.
If it’s sanity you're after,
There’s no recipe like laughter —
Laugh it off. Z
—Century.
Mr.
“Entering Brown University a
HuGues aNd tHe UNIVE
a stu-
dent, he acquired such absolute mastery
of all studies put before him that at
twenty, abandoning his father’s plan to
put him in the ministry, he was invited
to, and accepted, the chair of Greek and
higher mathematics in Delaware Acade-
my, Delhi, N.Y. Meanwhile he had
170
been devoting about half his time to the
study of law, and a year later he was
found in the law school of Columbus
University. He was graduated thence in
1884, began practice, and seven years
later found himself so worn with work
that he determined upon a rest, and got it
by accepting a chair in Cornell Uni-
versity for two years.”’— Philadelphia
Press:
(The italics are ours.)
Be strong!
We are not here to play,
drift!
We have hard work to do, and loads to
lift ;
Shun not the struggle — face it, ‘tis God’s
gift.
to dream, to
Be strong!
Say not the days are evil— who's to
blame ?
And fold the hands and acquiesce; O,
shame!
Stand up, speak out, and
bravely, in
God’s name!
Be strong!
It matters not how deep intrenched the
wrong;
How hard the battle goes; the day how
long ;
Faint not! Fight on!
To-morrow comes the song.
—Dr. Babcock.
THe Eco.
A Boy’s Essay on BREATHING,
Breath is made of air. We breathe
with our lungs, our lights, and our liver
and kidneys. If it wasn’t for our breath
we would die when we slept. Our breath
keeps life agoing through the nose when
we are asleep. Boys that stay in a room
all day should not breathe. They should
wait till they got out doors. Boys in a
room make carbonicide. Carbonicide is
poisoner than mad dogs. A heap of sol-
diers was in a black hole in India, and a
carbonicide got in that black hole and~
nearly killed every one afore morning.
Girls kill their breath with corsets that
squeeze the diagram. A girl can’t run
and holler like boy: because her diagram
is squeezed too much. If I was a girl, i
rather be a boy so I can holler and run
and have a great big diagram.
Now.
Tf you have hard work to do,
Do it now.
To-day the skies are clear and blue,
To-morrow clouds may come in view,
Yesterday is not for you;
Do it now.
If you have a song to sing,
Sing it now.
Let the tones of gladness ring
Clear as song of bird in spring.
Let every day some music bring;
Sing it now.
Skinner, in The Cornell Sun.
—Chas. R.
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