Editors in Cold Water
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Title
Editors in Cold Water
Creator
[Unknown]
Source
http://addison.vt.edu/record=b1775388~S1
Publisher
Virginia Polytechnic Institute and State University
Date
August, 1876
Contributor
Andrew Kulak, Andrew Wimbish
Rights
Permission to publish images from The Gray Jacket must be obtained from Special Collections, Virginia Tech.
Format
Text
Language
English
Type
Editorial
Identifier
LD5655.V8 L4, ser.1, v.2, no.1 (August 1876), p.1-2
Coverage
Blacksburg, Va
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Several evenings ago, an ex-editor, a new edi-tor and several other gents, were visiting a very "Frank" young lady. The ex-editor remarked to the yong lady that Mr. (the new editor) had been recently elected as one of the editors of the GRAY JACKET.
"Indeed," said she "then the paper will go right up," meaning "up the spout," of course. In vain she attempted to apologize but, as is usually the case, apologies made the matter worse. Our friend of the quill saw plainly through them, and, as he has great confidence in ladies' judgment, and especially in this lady's judgment, he has suddenly .become thoroughly disgusted with the whole literary world, and now wishes there were no such thing in existence as a GRAY JACKET.
One of our editors who was so highly honored as to represent his society on Commencement, thinking that, as he had Commencement on the brain everybody else, must be full of it, thus ad- dressed a young lady who has been in the habit of attending commencement "say Miss, do you enjoy the commence- ments at Fl. S?"
"Yes, I always attend and enjoy them very much."
"I suppose you enjoy the speeches made by the Alumni and other distinguished guests very much. Of course you do not find the student's speeches very entertaining, do you?"
"Well, yes, I enjoy the speeches of some of the distinguished visitors right much, but the prin- cipal attraction is the music. I never could listen to a student's oration in my life. They arc mall just alike and the most boring things I ever at-tempted to endure."
Our orator here found it convenient to change the conversation.During the day preceding the night on which our editor of the rostrum was to make his debut, a lady friend of his inquired of him who would be the speakers of the occasion.
He very modestly informed her that he would be one. At this she seemed somewhat surprised, 'though not agreeably so, and asked if the same band would be on hand to discourse sweet music. To this lie answered in the affirmative and re- marked that the hand could not be dispensed with, as it was the principal attraction, students speeches being, generally, not very interesting. His lady friend agreed with him entirely and said that she must confess that she had never heard one speech of the kind worth listening to.
Imagine how enthusiastic our editor felt, when he arose to open his immortal defense of the affirmation, to see immediately in his front the lady first mentioned, and just to his right the first. Imagine how he warmed up as he went on from point to point, encouraged by their increasing animation and careful attention to every word uttered by their beaux on either side.
Of course he felt encouraged, for not only did his speech elicit the profoundest attention of his two lady friends, but it kept the gallery in a perfect hum of animation, while right in his front, just below the stage, it was having the most soothing effect upon a Griefstricken old man, who sat next the judges and snored away as though he were a child again in his mother's arms.
"Indeed," said she "then the paper will go right up," meaning "up the spout," of course. In vain she attempted to apologize but, as is usually the case, apologies made the matter worse. Our friend of the quill saw plainly through them, and, as he has great confidence in ladies' judgment, and especially in this lady's judgment, he has suddenly .become thoroughly disgusted with the whole literary world, and now wishes there were no such thing in existence as a GRAY JACKET.
One of our editors who was so highly honored as to represent his society on Commencement, thinking that, as he had Commencement on the brain everybody else, must be full of it, thus ad- dressed a young lady who has been in the habit of attending commencement "say Miss, do you enjoy the commence- ments at Fl. S?"
"Yes, I always attend and enjoy them very much."
"I suppose you enjoy the speeches made by the Alumni and other distinguished guests very much. Of course you do not find the student's speeches very entertaining, do you?"
"Well, yes, I enjoy the speeches of some of the distinguished visitors right much, but the prin- cipal attraction is the music. I never could listen to a student's oration in my life. They arc mall just alike and the most boring things I ever at-tempted to endure."
Our orator here found it convenient to change the conversation.During the day preceding the night on which our editor of the rostrum was to make his debut, a lady friend of his inquired of him who would be the speakers of the occasion.
He very modestly informed her that he would be one. At this she seemed somewhat surprised, 'though not agreeably so, and asked if the same band would be on hand to discourse sweet music. To this lie answered in the affirmative and re- marked that the hand could not be dispensed with, as it was the principal attraction, students speeches being, generally, not very interesting. His lady friend agreed with him entirely and said that she must confess that she had never heard one speech of the kind worth listening to.
Imagine how enthusiastic our editor felt, when he arose to open his immortal defense of the affirmation, to see immediately in his front the lady first mentioned, and just to his right the first. Imagine how he warmed up as he went on from point to point, encouraged by their increasing animation and careful attention to every word uttered by their beaux on either side.
Of course he felt encouraged, for not only did his speech elicit the profoundest attention of his two lady friends, but it kept the gallery in a perfect hum of animation, while right in his front, just below the stage, it was having the most soothing effect upon a Griefstricken old man, who sat next the judges and snored away as though he were a child again in his mother's arms.