[Letter to the Editor]
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Title
[Letter to the Editor]
Creator
C. S. B.
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
Letter to the editor
Identifier
LD5655.V8 L4, ser.1, v.2, no.1 (August 1876), p.4
Coverage
Blacksburg, Va.
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Text
Snowville, Va.
Messrs. Editors: I saw in the last number of the Gray Jacket a paragraph to ex-cadets, inviting them to keep you posted as to their whereabouts, etc. I am glad you have expressly stated this wish, for we ex-cadets are as modest a set as ever graduated or quituated at any institution, and feel a great delicacy in disclosing to the world and especially to our old comrades the fact that we are still alive and "hope that they are enjoying the same blessing." Nothing could add more to the interest of the paper than a column devoted to the boys who have left college and branched forth into business enterprises. This, however, cannot be done, unless the boys will emerge from their retirement enough to let the editors see or hear from them.
If the editors do but see you, they will fix you up in a paragraph, at least they did me so; but what a fix it was. They had me living in one county and farming in another sixty miles off over the roughest of roads, and hunting a wife in the bargain. One could stand the first inconvenience; but how any sane man could engage in such a precarious business as hunting a wife, is to me incomprehensible, although our professors taught us that early marriages were fraught with most happiness.
Messrs. Editors, let me express my sincere grief at reading in the Gray Jacket of the terrible misfortune which has befallen our dear alma mater. Can nothing be done to check the spread of the epidemic ? Can medicine do nothing for the sufferers? The prescription in the last paper will not reach some of the cases, nothing but the intervention of some supernatural agent can stop its ravages; but if those fair enchantresses who clutch so mercilessly at the heart strings of these poor boys could be banished the place and a full close of ipecacuanha be taken by the smitten one, every two hours, temporary relief might be given and time gained in which to consult some wizard, wrinkled and old, one well skilled in all the diseases of the heart. Such a one must be found or all is lost. I am no medical man nor am I skilled in diseases of this kind; but it seems to me that I have given you good advice.
Snowville has sent eight of her sons to the V. A. M. C., of whom F. Ammen is gaining quite a reputation as a miller, C. Hunter is clerking for the Woolen Company and E. L. Biel for his father, both in this place. C. S. Snow is clerking at Crockett's Depot in Wythe County. F. F. Bullard is the only one who has followed the letter and spirit of our professors advice to marry early. He is engaged in the study of law. L. A. Snow is cultivating his father's farm, in the light of science. E. C. Snow taught a school last Winter and expects to return to the University next session, and the last Gray Jacket had me farming in Patrick and hunting a wife, and the next one may see far enough into the future to place me in possession of her and in California.
Yours, etc. C. S. B.
We shall always be glad to hear from the "old cadets."—[Eds.
Messrs. Editors: I saw in the last number of the Gray Jacket a paragraph to ex-cadets, inviting them to keep you posted as to their whereabouts, etc. I am glad you have expressly stated this wish, for we ex-cadets are as modest a set as ever graduated or quituated at any institution, and feel a great delicacy in disclosing to the world and especially to our old comrades the fact that we are still alive and "hope that they are enjoying the same blessing." Nothing could add more to the interest of the paper than a column devoted to the boys who have left college and branched forth into business enterprises. This, however, cannot be done, unless the boys will emerge from their retirement enough to let the editors see or hear from them.
If the editors do but see you, they will fix you up in a paragraph, at least they did me so; but what a fix it was. They had me living in one county and farming in another sixty miles off over the roughest of roads, and hunting a wife in the bargain. One could stand the first inconvenience; but how any sane man could engage in such a precarious business as hunting a wife, is to me incomprehensible, although our professors taught us that early marriages were fraught with most happiness.
Messrs. Editors, let me express my sincere grief at reading in the Gray Jacket of the terrible misfortune which has befallen our dear alma mater. Can nothing be done to check the spread of the epidemic ? Can medicine do nothing for the sufferers? The prescription in the last paper will not reach some of the cases, nothing but the intervention of some supernatural agent can stop its ravages; but if those fair enchantresses who clutch so mercilessly at the heart strings of these poor boys could be banished the place and a full close of ipecacuanha be taken by the smitten one, every two hours, temporary relief might be given and time gained in which to consult some wizard, wrinkled and old, one well skilled in all the diseases of the heart. Such a one must be found or all is lost. I am no medical man nor am I skilled in diseases of this kind; but it seems to me that I have given you good advice.
Snowville has sent eight of her sons to the V. A. M. C., of whom F. Ammen is gaining quite a reputation as a miller, C. Hunter is clerking for the Woolen Company and E. L. Biel for his father, both in this place. C. S. Snow is clerking at Crockett's Depot in Wythe County. F. F. Bullard is the only one who has followed the letter and spirit of our professors advice to marry early. He is engaged in the study of law. L. A. Snow is cultivating his father's farm, in the light of science. E. C. Snow taught a school last Winter and expects to return to the University next session, and the last Gray Jacket had me farming in Patrick and hunting a wife, and the next one may see far enough into the future to place me in possession of her and in California.
Yours, etc. C. S. B.
We shall always be glad to hear from the "old cadets."—[Eds.