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Page 18 Advertisements Column 3 [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 February 1896
C. SANDMAN, Breail, Cake.» Pastry Baker, 59 Dearbofff Street, Ward 20. *Cof. Si#BgMoii &amp; Hancock Sts., Ward 24, BOSTON. Orders for Parties, etc., Promptly attendedjto. HARGEDON &amp; LYNCH, Hats, Gloves and Umbrellas 171 HANOVER ST., JBelow JBlacfcstone St. R. P. BROWN &amp; CO., DKALEKS IN COAU AXD WOOD, Wholesale and Retail Terms Cash en Delivery 233 BLUE HILL AVE., BOSTOiV. ~ MAXWELL &amp; PETTENGILL, -' - Dealers In - - oice groceries, TEAS, COFFFES and FLOUR, 714 HARRISON AVENUE, BOSTON. Charles I. Quirk, Httorney at "law, OUILD ROW, 2389 Washington St., ROXBURY. Room 9. WRIGHT &amp; DITSON, Headquarters for everything pertaining to Athletic Goods. Gymnasium, ♦ Base Ball, The Spahtimr Bicycle. SBMO FOR CATALOGUE. Wright &amp; Ditson, 344 Masbinflton St., (NSAK MILK ST.) ■BOSTON. '/A
Page 2 Advertisements Column 1 [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
H. H. GREENE, FANCY BUTTER, 1361 WASHINGTON STREET. Aptop Brups, ESTABLISHED IS7O. PAINTER AND DECORATOR, No. 74 West Dedham St., ROSTO V, = &gt; M ASS. Between Shawmut Avenue and T remold St. r &gt;: CHAPLIN'S $3.00 SHOE. "Fit for a King." and all the up-to-date Styles in Patent Leather and Enamel Calf. H, CHAPLIN &amp; SON, 1329 Wasbing'on St., Corner Waltham Street, BOSTON. J. H. H. McNAMEE, Old Carpbridgc, - - BOOKBINDER. m. Biuds all kinds ofjMagazines, and bookn taken in parts and re binds old books. School, Cburcli and Public Libraries renovated. S&lt;?pd us a Postal. sbirlq&gt; Smith, .Yigs AND Costumes 19 tTrcmont IRow, Boston, iHNass.
Page 2 Advertisements Column 2 [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
J. G. FOLEY, COUNSELLOR AT LAW. 2389 Washington St., and 16 Pemberton Sq. Room 9. Room 4. BOSTON. 115 per cent discount to Student?. GLASSES OF ALL DESCRIPTION Hade on Prescription .... .... Or in Stock. RIM LESS GLASS EYES BARSPRING . FURNISHED EYEGLASSES 5 - Price, $4.00 ASTIGMATISM. DAVIS, $3 50 Complete. r \ Manufacturing 4 Ires. Optician. So. 2 Park Square. Rooms 1 ami z, Ko*tor THE W. J. FEELEY COMPANY, Jewelers and Silversmiiiis, ECCLESIASTICAL WARES IN 80LD, SILVER AND BRASS. M 1C I&gt; AL. 1.1 KTS. Feeley's Metal Work represents tlie highest standard in quality, design and construction. Catalogue on application. SPECIAL DESIGNS CHEERFULLY FURNISHED. 71 E. Washington St. 185 Eddy St., CHICAGO, ILL. PROVIDENCE, R. I. THOMAS. A. JENNINGS, _^Z^dVertisei% _ BMiblisber. 32 Humph rays Street, Dorchester. Orders Received for DOXAHOU'S MAGAZINE. CHAS. S. FLANDERS, Prop. C. E. CHILDS, Han. JSilliard 1777 WASHINGTON ST. Chcice Line of Cigars. First-class in every Respect. patr...
Page 2 Advertisements Column 3 [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
vibe TRtbbon Store - 5 temple place BOSTON. FERNEKEES Harvey Blunt, Confectioner anb Caterer * = 715 TREMONT STREET, IV t ween Rutland BOSTON | and Coucoi-d Syuares. awn mfIRTIN SCHNLtIIi Wholesale and Retail Dealer i 1 Foreign evrjcl Domestic HND yECETHBLES. ALSO, POULTRY IN SFASON. No. 26 Faneuil Hall Square, Boston, Mass. Connected by Telephone. JOHN J. CUDDIHY, North River Flagging Stone * * an£&gt; JSlue Stone = = OFFICES. 562 Albany St., opp. E. Dedham. Mechanics' Exchange, 17 Otis St. Master Builders' Ass'n, 166 Devonshire St. Boston, Mass. Wharf 562 Albany Street. I) A. li. ONE C. W. BELT DANIEL ft. BOONE X 00. Hltar TKDUnee 112 Esst German Street, BALTIMORE, MD.
RESURREXIT SICUT DIXIT. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
RESURREXIT SICUT DIXIT. List the songsters' joyous lay ! Christ the Lord is rben, they say, On this bright and glorious day, Sicut dixit. See the lilies, spotless white, Dancing in the sunbeam's light, Glad that Christ has proved His might, Sicut dixit. Hearken to the myriad chimes Flinging broadcast wordless rhymes, Handing joy adown the times, Sicut dixit. The mountains catch the sweet refrain And send, in echoes o'er the plain, The gladsome tidings back again, Sicut dixit. Rapturous music, wave on wave, Fills choir and chancel, aisle and nave, For Christ has risen from the grave, Sicut dixit. Vain our faith, our hopes were vain, And in the tomb with Him had lain, Did He not vanquish death and pain, Sicut dixit. Ye Saints of old who waited long, Exult with timbrel, harp and song : Heavenward Christ will lead your throng, Sicut dixit. Rejoice ye pure of heart and clean. Rejoice ye shriven souls of men, For Paradise is yours again, Sicut dixit. Let us quit the tomb of sin ; Let us f...
CATHOLIC POETS OF NEW ENGLAND. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
CATHOLIC POETS OF NEW ENGLAND. LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY. Beautiful Auburndale, one of the most lovely suburbs of the fair " garden city," Newton, Mass., is the home of Louise Imogen Guiney who has made for herself an enviable name in the literary world. She is postmistress of the district, a Catholic, and an earnest literary worker. Her prose volumes, "A Little English Gallery," " Goose-Quill Papers," and " Brownies and Bogies," are of a high order of merit, but it is as a poet that she is most widely and favorably known. Miss Guiney is the daughter of the late General Patrick R. Guiney, the gallant commander of the famous Massachusetts " Irish Ninth," in the late war. She was born in Roxbury in 186 1, and received her early education at the Notre Dame Academy of that place, and later at the Convent of the Sacred Heart, Providence R. 1., from which institution she was graduated in 1879. While yet a schoolgirl her noble father, who had been severely wounded in the Battle of the Wildernes...
AD FRATREM MEUM. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
AD FRATREM MEUM. May spring, coquette with brightest smiles, With softest tones, demurest wiles, Adown earth's scented, sunlit aisles Trip into view; May summer, Pallas-like at birth Full-flowered, from the heart of earth, Bring sweetest days, with joy and mirth, For you —for you. May autumn ruddv-faced recall Sweet memories. Ere the red leaves fall, O may the tenderest dream of all Your dreams come true. May winter hoar your joys increase, May merry Yule-tide never cease To bring its meed of love and peace For you —for you. So may the seasons journey by, So may spring bloom, so autumn die, So may God's blessings multiply 'Neath skies of blue ; So may His loving, watchful care, Make light whatever cross you bear ; This is my wish ; this is my prayer For you —for you. —//. y. Mahoney , '96.
SHAKESPEARE'S TWELFTH NIGHT. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
SHAKESPEARE'S TWELFTH NIGHT. THERE are some systems of education in this country, which, though pretending to develop the student morally and intellectually, and to prepare him for his future conflict with the world, pay little attention to the study of English. A knowledge of Latin and a smattering of Greek seem to be the only end which the upholders of these methods have in view. They forget the true aim of education; they forget that classical studies should be the means not the end of their training. They do not remember that a good English style must be aimed at, they seem to lose sight of the fact that whatever speaking or writing most of the students will do in the future, will be done in English. If there were any excuse to be offered for this neglect, we might look with indulgence upon their failings; but surely they cannot claim that a language, which can boast of a Shakespeare, an Addison, a Newman, a Scott, and a Bacon, is wanting in masters of thought and expression. On...
STANZAS FOR MUSIC. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
STANZAS FOR MUSIC. Fair is the world when the life is flowing Ruby red in the violet veins; Fair is the world when the rose is glowing, On the cheek that no sorrow stains : For musky then are the breezes blowing, And lovely all are the flowers growing, And the skies are blue, and the seas are too, And the heart of the world is strong and true. Sad is the world when the life is dying, Like sweet music fading away: Sad is the world with sin and sighing, Winds are cold and the skies are gray. And all the birds to the south are flying, And all the leaves in the lanes are lying, And the woodland groans, and the rillet moans As it glides in gloom o'er the sobbing stones. Thus it is that the landscape around us Takes the tint and tinge of the mind, Takes the shade of the evils that hound us, Or the light of the heart when kind ; And though fair fields and sunny surround us, The welkin is dark if sorrows wound us, And though it be gray on meadow and bav, The world is bright if the spirit be...
THE ROSE AND THE LILY. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
THE ROSE AND THE LILY. "Of all flowers, Methinks the rose is best." Shakespeare. THERE is a great difference of opinion upon the question, whether the rose or the lily is the lovelier flower and the more worthy to be called the Queen. It is as though a tiny apple of discord had been cast among the flower-gardens, with the legend, "For the Fairest," written upon it. "Within the garden's peaceful scene Appeared two lovely foes, Aspiring to the rank of Queen : ♦ The Lily and the Rose." —Copper. Those who love the lily claim for her the imperial serenity that should mark a queen ; while those that favor the rose assert that she is the noblest of flowers, that she wears a noble dress, is peerless in scent, and has held her proud position since writing first expressed the thoughts of man. Volumes might be written upon the laudable qualities of these two rival beauties : so many are the claims of each, indeed, that it sometimes seems a choice is impossible, and that the Lily and the Rose m...
ODE ON SOLITUDE. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
ODE ON SOLITUDE. Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground : Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire : Blest who can unconcernedly find Hours, days and years slide soft away; In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day : Sound sleep by night, study and ease Together mixed ; sweet recreation ; And innocence, which most does please With meditation : Thus let me live, unseen, unknown, Thus, unlamented, let me die, Steal from the world and not a stone Tell where I lie. Alexander Pofle. AD SOLITUDINEM. TRANSLATION. Cui voluntatem pariterque curam Praedium finit modicum parentum, Quique Isetatur propriis in agris, Ille beatus. Arva cui panem, pecudesque potum, Cui greges ipsi tribuunt amictum, Arbores umbram faciunt per ;estum, Lignaque bruma. O viri fausti! quibus anni et hone Et dies dulces veniunt ferentes Corpori...
Boston College Stylus. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
Boston College Stylus. PUBLISHED MONTHLY. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION : One dollar in advance, post-paid. Single copies, fifteen cents. ADVERTISING RATES : Address FRANCIS J. CARNEY, Business Editor, Boston College. The STYLUS is published by the students of Boston College as an aid to their literary improvement, and to serve as a means of communication between the Alumni and the Under-graduates. It looks chiefly to present and former students, to graduates and their friends for its support. These are earnestly asked to give it their patronage. Address, BOSTON COLLEGE STYLUS, 761 Harrison Avenue, Boston, Mass. THE STAFF: CHARLES J. MARTELL, '96 - EDITOR-IN-CIIIEF. JAMES P. WARREN, '96 - "J HERBERT T. MAHONEY,'96 - ! « J ' J \ ASSOCIATE EDITORS JAMES H. DEVLIN, '97 - JAMES T. MCCORMICK, '9B - J PATRICK S. CUNNIFF, '97 - EXCHANGE EDITOR. FRANCIS J. CARNEY, '9B .... BUSINESS MANAGER. EDWIN P. DOES, '99 - . _ &gt; ASSISTANT BUS. MAN. AMBROSE A. DORE, J Press of the ANGEL GUARDIAN, 92 ...
EDITORIAL. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
EDITORIAL. The death of Governor Frederic T. Greenhalge, which occurred at his Lowell home on the morning of March 5, has cast a gloom over the whole Commonwealth. Men of all parties and of all creeds, not only in his own state but throughout the country as well, have joined in doing honor to the memory of the departed Chief Magistrate. In all that has been said or written of him since his death there has not been a single discordant note. His sterling integrity, his manliness, his honesty of purpose, his lofty conception of duty, his unflinching stand for Right at all times, and under all circumstances, appealed to worthy citizens everywhere, and caused him to be admired and respected even by those who differed from him in matters of principle or judgment. Although an ardent party man, when elected to the highest office in the State he laid aside his partisanship, and proved by his every act that he knew himself to be the governor of the whole people. And when, blinded by prejudice...
WHEN DOCTORS DISAGREE, WHO SHALL DECIDE? [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
WHEN DOCTORS DISAGREE, WHO SHALL DECIDE? "AMID the adverse criticisms heaped upon the productions of the lately appointed laureate, it is pleasing to notice a charitable word now and then—especially when expressed as a conviction —in order to lend variety to an otherwise worn subject. The laureate finds a defender in the STYLUS, but we think the critics were correct when estimating his poetry to deem it poetically deficient. The writer remarks that Mr. Austin left the practice of law for the society of the Muses. If his effusions are to be regarded as criteria by which to judge of his reception on Parnassus, the Muses were very reticent when he proffered his friendship, or he must have found their society incongenial when admitted. We agree that he rises above mediocrity in his lyrics, but his poetry lacks the "incense of divine poesy," and his verses are labored. The glimmer of inspiration noticeable, at times, together with a tolerable command of words, not of the choicest quality...
THE MARCH WIND. (?) [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 March 1896
THE MARCH WIND. (?) I speed 'neath the clouds where they cluster on high And so stubbornly cling to my mother month's sky; I tear them to tatters and shreds, And out of their gloomy wet folds, as I go, I gather my burdens of rain and of snow To unload them on wayfarers' heads. Aha ! the long files of the hurrying snow ! What a myriad mingling of flakes, when I blow On those little, white, shivering things! What madness possesses the drops of the rain, When I blend them and rend them and blend them again With the sweep of my millions of wings! J love the wayfarer that braves my wild blast And I dash on his red, glowing cheek, ere I've past, A largess of rain or of snow. I rattle the pane and I push at the door; With a boisterous good fellowship onward I roar And buffet the few that I know. Then angered by looks from the windows, I moan Round the home of these timorous souls, and I groan Like a spirit come out of its tomb. But ho! the wild music, when rushing I throw Into showers the ...