[Miscellanea]
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Title
[Miscellanea]
Subject
Miscellaneous
Creator
Unknown
Source
http://addison.vt.edu/record=b1775388~S1
Date
March 1876
Contributor
Katie Garahan, Alexis Priestley
Format
Text
Language
English
Type
Miscellaneous
Identifier
LD5655.V8 L4, ser.1, v.1, no.6 (Mar. 1876), p.1, 4, 6, 7
Coverage
Blacksburg, VA
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We hope the time will come when new pants will be so folded by the manufacturer that they would show a ridge along the front of each leg when the wearer dons them.—Danbury News
Alexander Hamilton once said to an intimate friend: "Men give me credit for genius. All the genius I have lies in this: When I have a subject in hand, I study it profoundly; day and night it is before me; I explore it in all its bearings; my mind becomes pervaded with it; then the effort which I make the people are pleased to call the fruit of genius. It is the fruit of labor and thought.
Although it is very early in the season for animals of the bed-bug kind to begin their war-like expeditions, yet they are certainly astir in "dutch alley." Our young friend Artemus has captured and caged a veteran of enormous size, which he says he means to send to the Centennial. We can say from experience, that for veracity and perseverance, these bugs are unequaled.
Our friend had an engagement with this belle for church Sunday night, March 5th, but he was taken sick very suddenly Sunday evening.
Our friend, thinking it did not pay to ask ladies to write on such a subject, tried his fortune in another part of town. On a beautiful evening he walked with a charming damsel to a grove a short distance from the main road, and there, with all the determination of a youthful lover, spoke the sentiments of his heart, and quietly awaited the maiden's reply. She leisurely drew from her pocket a notebook, and, Mr. C eagerly watching to see what her reply would be, saw her write ninety-seven gray horses, then said "I wonder if that gray mule will count?"
Mr. C. is now studying very hard, and will graduate in course of time if no ladies visit Blacksburg.
OMEGA.
One of our Seniors, on driving up to a hotel in Christiansburg, accosted the hoster thus—"Boy, extricate you quadruped from that vehicle, stabulate him, place him in an apartment well ventilated, bestow upon his cuticle a sufficiency of animal friction. Donate unto him as much of animal nutriment and of the aquatic fluid as will be judicious for his wholesome; and when tomorrow's Aurora shall illuminate, with her rays, the eastern horizon, and after having renumerated your master for his kind hospitality, I will bestow upon thee a dog."
A certain clergyman was sent for suddenly to go to a cottage, where he found a man in a bed. "Well, my friend," said the pastor, "what induced you to send for me?" The patient, who was rather deaf, appealed to his wife. "What did he say?" "He says," shouted the woman, "What the deuce did you send for him for?"
Nothing is calculated to make a young man more deliberate than the spectacle of seventeen pairs of striped stockings hanging on the clothes-line of a house where there is only one young lady in the [unintelligible].
That was a beautifully simple letter in which Penn took leave of his family. To his wife he said: "Live low and sparingly until my debts are paid." Yet, for his children, he adds: "Let their learning be liberal, spare no costs; for, by such parsimony, all is lost that is saved."
Capt. Brown, we understand, has become quite a ladies man of late, so much so that he cannot return to College. We miss him.
Alexander Hamilton once said to an intimate friend: "Men give me credit for genius. All the genius I have lies in this: When I have a subject in hand, I study it profoundly; day and night it is before me; I explore it in all its bearings; my mind becomes pervaded with it; then the effort which I make the people are pleased to call the fruit of genius. It is the fruit of labor and thought.
Although it is very early in the season for animals of the bed-bug kind to begin their war-like expeditions, yet they are certainly astir in "dutch alley." Our young friend Artemus has captured and caged a veteran of enormous size, which he says he means to send to the Centennial. We can say from experience, that for veracity and perseverance, these bugs are unequaled.
Our friend had an engagement with this belle for church Sunday night, March 5th, but he was taken sick very suddenly Sunday evening.
Our friend, thinking it did not pay to ask ladies to write on such a subject, tried his fortune in another part of town. On a beautiful evening he walked with a charming damsel to a grove a short distance from the main road, and there, with all the determination of a youthful lover, spoke the sentiments of his heart, and quietly awaited the maiden's reply. She leisurely drew from her pocket a notebook, and, Mr. C eagerly watching to see what her reply would be, saw her write ninety-seven gray horses, then said "I wonder if that gray mule will count?"
Mr. C. is now studying very hard, and will graduate in course of time if no ladies visit Blacksburg.
OMEGA.
One of our Seniors, on driving up to a hotel in Christiansburg, accosted the hoster thus—"Boy, extricate you quadruped from that vehicle, stabulate him, place him in an apartment well ventilated, bestow upon his cuticle a sufficiency of animal friction. Donate unto him as much of animal nutriment and of the aquatic fluid as will be judicious for his wholesome; and when tomorrow's Aurora shall illuminate, with her rays, the eastern horizon, and after having renumerated your master for his kind hospitality, I will bestow upon thee a dog."
A certain clergyman was sent for suddenly to go to a cottage, where he found a man in a bed. "Well, my friend," said the pastor, "what induced you to send for me?" The patient, who was rather deaf, appealed to his wife. "What did he say?" "He says," shouted the woman, "What the deuce did you send for him for?"
Nothing is calculated to make a young man more deliberate than the spectacle of seventeen pairs of striped stockings hanging on the clothes-line of a house where there is only one young lady in the [unintelligible].
That was a beautifully simple letter in which Penn took leave of his family. To his wife he said: "Live low and sparingly until my debts are paid." Yet, for his children, he adds: "Let their learning be liberal, spare no costs; for, by such parsimony, all is lost that is saved."
Capt. Brown, we understand, has become quite a ladies man of late, so much so that he cannot return to College. We miss him.