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Boston College Stylus. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 October 1897
Boston College Stylus. PUBLISHED MONTHLY. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION : One dollar in advance, postpaid. Single copies, fifteen cents. ADVERTISING RATES: Address JOHN B. DOYLE, 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 Undergraduates. 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. FRANCIS JOSEPH CARNEY, '9B EDITOR-IN-CHIEF BENJAMIN FRANCIS TEELING, '9B EDWIN PETER DOES, '99 I . „ JOSEPH ROGER WILLIAMS, '99 R ASSOCIATE EDITORS AMBROSE ALOYSIUS DORE, 1900 J DAVID GREGORY SUPPLE, '9B - EXCHANGE EDITOR JOHN BERNARD DOYLE, '99 - BUSINESS MANAGER THOMAS BENJAMIN JAMESON, 1900 ) VICTOR MAURICE PELLETIER, 1901 &gt; „ ASSISTANT EDWARD FRANCIS RYAN, 1901 \ BUSI...
EDITORIAL. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 October 1897
EDITORIAL. |pr|pjE are much beholden to the Rev. .SMjB Father Callanan for coming to our rescue at the last moment with a batch of reminiscences. Two or three former students promised, during the summer, to write up something for our first issue, but they have not kept their promises,— partly no doubt on account of " circumstances over which they had no control." We have met several who are quite ready and able to criticise the work of others, but who have no talent for original work themselves. It is the old story of Horace's whetstone, without Horace's excuse. Though Father Callanan began the current reminiscence in September and ended in October, he claims indulgence on the ground that it was all written at a single sitting and not corrected afterwards. After a hard day's work he began his paper about II p. M., September 30, and finished at 2 A. M., October 1. The article needs no apology whatever; on the contrary, it is well written and very interesting, with not a trace of the ...
ALUMNI. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 October 1897
ALUMNI. MiN making choice of their professions the members of the class of '97 have broken away from the old tradition, which sent into the practice of medicine most of those whose lot it was to remain in the world. With the recent graduates law, next to the priesthood, seems to be the favorite profession. The percentage of vocations to the priesthood appears to be about the same as usual, namely, one-half. As far as can be ascertained at the present time, they will continue their studies as follows : Priesthood, Dennis W. Brown, Michael J. Carey, James A. Crowley, Edward Kenney, William F. Eyons, Hugh M. McDermod, John T. McEleney, Albert C. Mullin, Eeo F.J. O'Neil, Michael J. Splaine and John C. Sweeney; Eaw, Nicholas D. Corbett, Patrick S. Cunniff, James H. Devlin, Arthur W. Dolan, Francis W. Fogarty, Richard J. Eane and Joseph P. Walsh; Medicine, Henry A. Grainger and James B. Wennerberg; Science, Henry M. Brock. Mr. Splaine has gone to the American College, Rome, and Mr. Sweene...
DOMI. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 October 1897
DOMI. |f|p|| ARXY in the past month Boston College opened her halls of learning, and entered somewhat auspiciously on another year. The quota of students applying for admission seemed unusually large, while on every side the eyes of the old student were greeted with numerous improvements. Yet amid all this rejoicing his heart was sad at times, for in vain did he search for some familiar face of yore. The genial and wholesouled Prefect of last year, Father Hearn, S. J., and his assistant, Mr. Keelan, S. J., were missed from their accustomed places. The former has gone to Europe for his tertianship, and the latter, in company with Mr. Duarte, S. J., enters upon his theological studies. Father Quigley, S. J., not by any means a stranger at Boston College, assumed the onerous post of Prefect, and Mr. McLoughlin, S. J., formerly of Worcester, will be his assistant for the ensuing year. Mr. Quinn, who was perhaps best known by his work in the Fulton Debating Society, and Mr. Walsh, S. J.,...
CONDOLENCE. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 October 1897
CONDOLENCE. We, the class of 1900, deeply sympathize in the loss which our esteemed professor, Mr. William J. Duane, S. J., has met with in the recent death of his mother; and in his bereavement we recognize the wisdom of God in taking a faithful servant to Himself. Therefore as a token of our sorrow and condolence be it resolved: That the class shall have five Masses offered for the soul of his mother ; and, That each member of the class shall receive Communion for the same end. ( DENNIS J. MAGTJIRE, Committee for Class of 1900 1 MARTIN J. WEESH, ( FREDERICK AEECHIN.
CLASS NOTES. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 October 1897
CLASS NOTES. Class of '9B. philosophers for '97-'9cS have entered upon their final year at the College with characteristic vim. That earnestness so peculiar to them ought to make the graduating class of next June a banner one. George A. MacLaughlin has been chosen as their beadle. The class has been granted the privilege of using an elegantly furnished room for purposes of recreation. John and Charles Duffy, formerly of Holy Cross College, have joined the class. Class of 'pp. When the members of '99 inspected their new quarters, they thought that the architect must have made a grave mistake. Why the professor should be placed almost out of the students' sight and hearing, was a poser to many. There was talk of bringing megaphones and ear trumpets into use. Two or three threatened to wear the aesthetic monocle. It finally dawned upon the members that they were now in the class of oratory, and that consequently the walls of their class-room had been moulded to re-echo to the manly ton...
SOCIETY NOTES. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 October 1897
SOCIETY NOTES. i|j|Sj|i||HE Fulton Debating Society, famed IpfpP already through its past labors, has lllligll begun its new year with the determination that, under the guidance of its new moderator, it must win new glories for itself and add to the lustre that already clings to its deeds of the past. At its first regular meeting, September 17, an election of officers took place which resulted as follows: President, Francis J. Carney ; Vice-President, Benjamin F. Teeling; Secretary, Joseph R. Powers; Treasurer, Ambrose A. Dore; First Censor, John F. Walsh; and Second Censor, Thomas Davelle. At the second regular meeting, an election of members took place, at which nineteen vacancies were filled by the members of the four upper classes. The society has removed from its old debating room and now occupies what was formerly the old music room, which was fitted up for the purpose during the summer months. The Bapst Debating Society opened its doors for its first meeting on Friday, Septem...
ATHLETICS. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 October 1897
ATHLETICS. J|fp|j|jHE beginning of another year brings [||||||| us new athletic responsibilities, yet lilllgl we have no fear of contradiction when we assert that our prospects are the brightest in Boston College athletic history. True it is, that this prophecy is yearly made by most college journals; yet at no period has this statement, as applied to ourselves, carried with it more proof than at the present time. Most of the athletes who assisted in obtaining maroon and old gold victories last year are still in college, while the losses suffered will be more than compensated by the addition of valuable new material. The graduation of Walsh and Eyons, '97, and the withdrawal of Murphy and Kelliher threatened to weaken the line of our foot-ball eleven; but in their places have appeared Bowles, 1901, for centrerush, and Ryan, 1901, for guard. These men with. Prendergast, '99, in his old position make our centre as strong as the famous one of '96. The other candidates for the line are ...
REMINISCENCES. — (Ninth Paper). [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 November 1897
REMINISCENCES. — (Ninth Paper). MILITARY. IggHJ UCH enthusiasm was manifested among iPliil t^ie b °y s Boston College in 1872, in - regard to the projected competitive drill with the best company of the Boston School Regiment. Father Fulton favored the idea very much, and I was appointed a committee to find out the seating capacity of the Boston Theatre, and the cost of hiring the theatre for the occasion. Extra time was taken from the school hours for special drills. The project was the common subject of conversation among all the pupils of the High and Eatin Schools. When the subject was brought up before the School Committee, and referred to the sub-committee on military drill, every one thought that it would be a mere formality, and that permission to have tire drill would be granted. " Bene cogitata saepe ceciderunt male." The School Committee positively refused to allow the contest, and all our hopes of a gallant victory, and the consequent great glory to Boston College, were ...
TRANSLATION OF CHORUS FROM "ANTIGONE." [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 November 1897
TRANSLATION OF CHORUS FROM "ANTIGONE." Beam of the morning sun, the fairest rayThat e'er in glory bathed the seven-fold gate Of Thebe old, bright orb of golden day, Once more thou comest clad in royal state. O'er Dirce's streams thy shafts, advancing far, Drove the proud captain of the flashing shield, Who came from Argos, panoplied for war, In headlong terror from the battle-field. Aroused by Polynices' bold demand, Like white-winged eagle, hither swift he flew And, harshly screaming, swooped upon our land, Leading a crested, bristling retinue. Above our town a monster fierce he came, Threat'ning our gates ; but ere his jaws were red With Theban blood, and ere the roaring flame Had clasped our lofty towers, he turned and fled. And then a clamor, combated in vain, Arose behind the dragon as he ran; For Zeus, the father, hears with deep disdain The empty vaunting of a haughty man. So down upon the clanking, golden band, He cast a glance that now no mercy hath, And, seeing one upon th...
A TINKLE FROM THE PREFECTS BELL. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 November 1897
A TINKLE FROM THE PREFECTS BELL. (A Class Exercise in Imitation). |§E|§]T is nearly 2 o'clock, and another WtfPj day's labor will soon be completed, so that I may again retire to my well-earned rest. Well earned it will be indeed, for what would the College do without me? Truly it would not get on at all. For, if the question be fairly considered, it will be found that I am of more importance than any other official of the College, whether president, prefect, or teacher. Who will say that my laws are not as important as those of the Reverend President himself, when I proclaim the opening or closing of the daily session ? Who will say that the Father Prefect's voice ever inspires more terror than my iron tongue does, when the tardy small boy, hearing its dreadful tones, runs himself breathless in a vain endeavor to reach his class-room on time? Who teaches more valuable or lasting lessons than I do, when I regularly lecture to the whole College on promptness, obedience, and the value...
THE DAY OF DOOM. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 November 1897
THE DAY OF DOOM. Quicker than thieves that come at dead of night, Quick as a trap which springs upon its prey, Or lightning flash that darts from east to west, E'en so shall come the judge of all mankind; For when that fatal moment shall arrive, No one can tell, save God and God alone. And as it was in days before the flood, When guilty man made merry, ate and drank, Married and gave in marriage, till the hour The very hour when Noah closed the Ark, And heaven's flood-gates poured upon the earth, So shall it be until the Day of Doom. And yet there shall be signs upon the earth : False prophets, famines, persecutions, wars And tales of war, and earthquakes shall abound. But these shall be unheeded and in vain; For man will live unmindful of his God, In one long round of merriment and sin. The sudden roaring of the sea and waves Breaks in upon this scene of riot, sin, And shame, and men run to and fro confused, And blanched with fear and dread, they know not why. The heavens shake fro...
A BIT OF HISTORY. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 November 1897
A BIT OF HISTORY. ROM my childhood days the person I ||Fp|| remember best by reason of his many peculiarities was Mr. Cooper, our family lawyer. He first attracted my attention by a huge wart on his cheek, from which a good-sized whisker grew. Hater I noticed other details, such as sparse hair, a squeaky voice for common use and a ponderous one for business, a nervous, jerky manner, and a bad habit of dirty linen. Later still I met his son, a great, big college graduate. He was a pleasant-looking fellow with tendencies towards long hair and cigarettes. He used to play with me and toss me up to the ceiling and amuse me every way he could think of. When I was old enough to discern most things and would be told those that I could not discern, I found out that inside the o!d lawyer's body there was a heart, whose every beat was for his son. He worked late into the night, and was at the office early in the morning, to make his boy's path a different one from what his had been. His comple...
NOVEMBER. [Newspaper Article] — The Stylus — 1 November 1897
NOVEMBER. The whistling wind's drear music Around the cottage moans ; On far-off hills and woodlands The swaying forest groans ; The wild duck home is flying, A dim speck in the air; The last leaves fall and moulder: November, thou art here ! Around the glowing fireside The children may be seen With magic spells enjoying The mirth of Hallowe'en ; The old folks sit and watch them And chat with chairs drawn near: Dark messenger of winter, November, thou art here ! With what fond recollections On summer we reflect! The hillside rich in verdure, The trees with blossoms decked ; Too well do we remember That noon-tide of the year, And sigh o'er its past glories : November, thou art here ! Yet may thy gloomy grandeur Some solace still impart; And thy thick mists of silver May lift the saddened heart ; For the cold winds through the vapor Bring dreams of winter's cheer, The ice and snow are coming: November, thou art here. Jerome C. Linehan, Middle Grammar B.