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was cleverly timed by the junior's jealousy & might have soured our estimate of Hawkins' work, if it had not been providentially followed and effaced by a veritable burst of oratory & wit. "The Philistines be upon thee Samson" almost forced the skittish little Philistine upon big Joe. By the way the Principal says he has no sympathy whatever with the drivel or the theology of Elbert Hubbard. Hawkins tried hard to get in a Punch on the General. He was quite dissatisfied with Coxie's way of not bidding, so worked off several jests on him; told him he needed a Punch to wake him up in the morning and cure his cold quickly. "Punch! English wit!" he cried. "Where's Whistles?" But the Englishman had left the room,
because he couldn't understand Canadians, nor calculate fast enough in nickels and cents. Mr. Hawkins made a touching allusion, I am told, to a former auctioneer called Horton, when he put up McClary's and asked whether it was a weekly or a monthly. He did not know whether Sunny Joe or Coxie had the better literary digestion. It is rather regrettable that the extreme frequence of Hawkin's reference to Love seems to argue a mind almost unhinged by the study of Romeo.
On the whole the sale was very enjoyable. Mr. Hawkins at least fought hard against time and tide. I may just here apologize for the especial silence of my own year. We are, in the first place very reticent, modest,
and retiring. Then besides some of our boys had got an idea that the whole thing has just a fakir's scheme to make money out of the freshmen. The auctioneer had no visible support in the shape of the actual magazines. It looked fishy.
'09 is a great year. Hurrah for '09, & for Hawkins
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Professor [underlined}: (to student who is very closely examing something on his desk). "What have you got there. Student: (impudently) "Something very absorbing, sir!" Professor [underlined]: (angrily). "What is it?" Sudent: (smiling). "A piece of blotting-peper, sir."
[image - figure in pajamas holding a lit candle] An extract from a Freshman's first letter home after Oct. 1st
"They have the funniest sort of lights in the building. There are iron pipes, shaped like a T upside down, coming down from the ceiling. The hold a match - I think they light it first - up to the end of the pipe and a flame bursts out just like a stream of water. I don't know how they put it out. I know they don't blow it out because I tried the other night to see if I could and I couldn't so I just left it going. Anway they tell me its dangerous to blow it out. So if I never get to be much of a preacher, my going to college will do some good if I can only persuade you not to try ever to put
out the has by blowing it. Let it burn all night and it will go out some way"
Then he proceeds to thank his sister for that yellow silk tie with the purple flowers on it, and closes with these words:
"Don't worry about me. The trolley cars nearly always ring a bell when they get near me. Any way I never go out along. Tell Angelina I'lll be home at Christmas. I hope she misses me. Jabey
Someone proposed Miss McMechan for Editor but she said she had too much work to do. "I pray thee have me excused."
[Image - table with a tennis racquet, woman's hat and broken pens surrounding a pile of books. Bottom book labelled "German Dictionary" has two feet and a hand protruding from it, appearing like there is a person in the book. Books piled on top are labeled "MUSIC", "FRENCH", "SHAKESPEARE", "ETUDE" and an unlabelled book]