The Hesperian / (Lincoln, Neb.) 1885-1899, February 15, 1894, Page 8, Image 12

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arliest timo ard is still in daily use. It is
tho old boll. Let students one and all
revere and protect it. Its calls to duty are
still strong and clear as of yore. It has
clanged the danger signal in the dead of
night. It has rung out the paeans of the
student's joys and triumphs. It has tolled
the last rites of beloved friends and
associates. When there remains no human
voice to speak of other days, it still will be
the students monitor and oldest friend.
Strange and crude as the material en
vironment of the early student may now
appear to us, yet there was manifest in the
student body from the beginning, that
sturdy manhood, steadiness of purpose, in
dustry and capacity for work, which, con
tinuing through tho years, has done so
much to put the University of Nebraska in
the fore-front among American institutions
and to give it prestige beyond the seas.
An eminent Nebraslcan speaking at the
opening of the university said:
"Here is free education. If ihese
facts be appreciated and these precious ad
vantagas be improved, thirty years from
today the Alumni of this institution will
have made their impress for the good, the
true and the ennobling upon every statute
law in the state, upon every school district
in every county; and the ripened fruits of
this system of education will cluster richly
in the legislative, executive, and judicial
departments of the entire Commonwealth."
Prophetic words! Some years of the
allotted time yet remain, but the influence
of the university for good, and for better
citizenship, is nmo felt in every quarter of
the state.
On behalf of the student body of the
first year in the history of the university, I
send greeting and God speed to the student
of today and of the twentieth century.
The past may be interesting and instructive,
but the present and the future alone give
promise of better things.
JOURNALISM OF THE PAST.
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In this festive issue tho editorial "wo" is
keeping very quiet. Wo trust that there is
quite enough of us to be seen ovon if wo are
not heard. Tho historical nature of this is
sue has necessitated our looking over the old
files of The Hesperian, and we would just
like to say that we have learned more now
facts in less time than we ever have from
any other course of reading. Along in '84:
and 'So The Hesperian had a literary col
umn in which it felt in duty bound to review
current literature.' In reading this column
we learned among other new and startling
things that "The Portrait of a Lady" is a
novel by Henry James, that it is very im
moral and should be carefully kept from the
young. Furthermore, we learned that
"War and Peace" was a novel by Count
Tolstoi, and that it was very good, though
somewhat voluminous. Of Sordello the lit
erary editor merely says that it is a poem by
Robert Browning. It is a case in which si
lence speaks, apparently. In the local col
umn we find a casual mention that Bismarck
has been ill for a few days, and that Tenny
son dined at Winsor Castle last week, and
that the Queen of Spain has a new dress.
In the editorial columns we find inspiring
quotations from Faust, Hamlet, and Lucile.
In the files we scanned we found thirteen
essays on the inevitable Thomas Carlyle.
Thomas Carlyle ought to be suppressed by
the police until students get old enough and
have read enough to resist the temptation
of writing essays on him. It is a great
temptation to reprint some of tho literary
productions of the olden times, for some of
them are very good stuff indeed, but after
all these years it would be cruel to treat our
amiable librarian to her essay on the Found
ers of the Modern English Race, or to thrust
upon the managing editor of the State Jour
nal his own essay on Mahomet, and it would
bo little short of inhuman cruelty to expose
Mr. Saunders by republishing the awful
poetry he used to writa under the graceful
non deplume of "Ivy."