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Local Matters: Odds and Ends

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Title

Local Matters: Odds and Ends

Subject

Odds and Ends, Local Matters, student life

Description

Various anecdotes of student life, including jokes and accusations.

Creator

[Unknown]

Source

http://addison.vt.edu/record=b1775388~S1

Publisher

Virginia Polytechnic and State University

Date

February 1884

Contributor

Kayla McNabb, Joel Sprinkle

Rights

Permission to publish images from The Gray Jacket must be obtained from Special Collections, Virginia Tech.

Format

Text

Language

English

Type

Miscellanea

Identifier

LD5655.V8 L4, Ser. 2, vol. 1, no. 1 (February 1884), p. 11

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Mud, mud, mud!

Monthly examinations over. Whoo–rah!

Look 'er yonder, Denham! ha, ha, ha! Did yer ever see anything like 'at 'fore?

Who rode Fisher's horse? Don't all speak at once. Let "Beck" rise and explain.

Inter. R. wanted to know when they were going to let him work in the "observatory."

The Lee and Maury Societies have lately purchased two very handsome chandeliers, which add much to the beauty of their halls.

At a recent meeting of the Society one of the "Rats" (a new member) made a motion to the effect that no member be allowed to vote who was not present.

Professor of Chemistry (to Mr. G—): "What is the symbol for phosphorus?"

Mr. G—: "Don't know."

Professor (impatiently): "Haven't I told you that the symbols are usually the first letters of the word?"

Mr. G—: "Oh, yes; it is F, then."

Senior M., in conversation with Senior B., wanted to know, in as delicate a way as possible, when he expected to "set 'em up" for that treat which he owed him. Senior B., who was busy working maths. at the time, told him that he would do so at his "earliest exposal." Exit Senior M. to hunt for the dictionary.

Some miscreant in human form tied an innocent hen of many summers to the table leg of one of our most dignified Seniors, opened a hymn book at the familiar song, "Sister thou wast mild and lovely," intimating that the fowl would be placed upon the altar of sacrifice (to his appetite) and that appropriate funeral services should be held. Oh, for shame!

Cadet M., upon returning from Christiansburg, a few nights since, was suddenly "stopped in his mad career" by the presence of an overflowing mill dam. After successfully crossing the turbulent waters and reaching College in safety, he gave vent to the remark "that the tide came near washing his feet from under him." It is useless to add that Cadet M. is from Eastern Virginia.