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KDITOn'8 TAltLK.
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signs of ability in tho timid novico and bo
quick to distinguish roul (nlont from a
llowory redundancy of words or a series of
cunningly arranged fallacies from the nc
cuto logic of tlio amatour philosopher,
whore- also colleges are in tho sumo stato
and near together geographically, a petty
rivalry and distrust of one- another per
vades, oven tho criticisms or rather at
tempts at criticism and so contemptible
trivial thrusts at ono or the othor posso for
wit and criticism. A college paper in this
respect has no business to sink down to tho
lovol of a paltry county newspaper, whoso
dogmatical editor, at tho slightest provoca
tion, will exhaust all his knowledge of his
mother tongue and all the abusivo'opithots
at his command in the ludicrous attemps to
quell the libellous tendencies of his nearest
contemporary. A dignilled sobriety in tho
use of slanderous phrases, a conscientious
employment of crushing adjectives,and a de
libcrativo coolness in talcing one's position
against the enemy, are valuable at all
times, but in the case of a collcgo editor
becomo vital necessities. If this is tho ago
of progress it is no less the ago of uncharitu
blenoss and recklessness, at all ovonts,
among tho collego press. A reform in this
respect is imperatively needed. It is per
haps more diillcult for tho young to be
cautious and just in their decisions, but
success in many other walks of lifo, is due
largely to theso very qualities.
An othor Held for tho reformer in college
journalism is tho poetry which oininatos
from classic halls, tinctured with tho fables
of tho Greeks and Romans, tho legends of
tho orient and the subtleties of scionco and
mathematics. Poetry, which is notwith
standing, tho poorest masculine poetry that
was over tho product of any man's brain.
"Whether sentemental, forosightcd with tho
love-sick effusions of some soft-brained
student, or classic, in such feoblo and har
rowing imitation of the stirring strains of
tho Greeks that it is a wonder tho spirit of
grand old Homer does not descend from its
aerial home to become the haunting ghost
of this egotistical dusiple; o peruhanco the
aspiring ambition of tho poet knows no
bounds and ho soars amidst tho bewilder
ing clouds of metaphysical and religious
speculations, attempting to solvo tho great
problom of life, of living and dying and
tho question of the hereafter; or worse
still, sumo of them noted only for their
ludicrousness and bear but tho impress of
their silly, silly authors. Somo very
avorago specimens are the following:
Tho Medic calls the yellow dog:
In conlldonoo he conies.
The Medic takes the yellow dog
Into the Medic's rooms.
Tho owner seeks the yellow dog;
He seeks for him tu vain.
Alas, alas, tho yellow dog 1
He'll never smllo again.
YKSTFRDAY.
0 haunting shndo that lllttest down the past,
Dim ghost that shuns tho day-star's rising beam I
Art thou tho type of every cherished dream?
Dost always hint of Joys that may not last?
1 see thee crouching 'ncnth Time's chilling blnst ;
(ono are thy vestments, and thy Jewels sheen ;
Withered thy roes, O onee stately quoon.
Fled the Illusions life around thee cast.
Alas ! I can do nought save weep,to see
Suuh piteous ruin of my heart's doljght:
Fairest wert thou of all the fair to me,
And now I sadly give thee to the nlghl :
.Still Hng'rlng for a moment near to pray
That Morrow's shade bo not like Yesterday.
THK LAST HI-SORT.
When you have attempted and failed at the law.
Or as a Doctor no praetieo have hail,
When you've failed as an actor a pltfull to draw,
When your mercantile credit Is bail
When In vain every genteel device you have tried
To get gain that a gentleman can,
Without forfeiting all of your honorable pride
As an uncultured laboring man
When more seedy and shabby you grow day by day ,
Until friends give you up as a beat.
When unmcrclftil small boys make game of the
way
That you wretchedly slink through tho street
When at night you've harangued by the "luaok'h
tlaringlamp,
Or as bar tender even have served,
When reckless at last you enlist as a tramp, .
And for bread or for blood you are nerved
Then, when hopeless at length yuu Invest in a rope,
O hang not yourself fur a fool,
For "there Is a Divinity" Therefore take hope
Try tho Yale Theological School. Yale Record.
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