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There will be a cut in History 12 tomorrow.
Freshman recitations cease a week from today.
R. M. Appleton, '84, has been elected captain of the foot-ball team for next year.
The ball of the Memorial Hall waiters occurs this evening at Paine Hall in Boston.
President Eliot spoke last evening at the dedication of the new hall of the Boston University.
G. E. Lowell, '83, and G. B. Morison, '83, will be the hares in the hare and hounds run tomorrow.
All members of the freshman class who intend to try for the nine are requested to meet at 43 Weld tomorrow evening.
The first meeting of the Yale Club for the season will be held at Young's Hotel this evening. Professor H. A. Beers from New Haven will be present, and George L. Huntress, Esq., will preside.
Prof. Cooke delivered his lecture on Alexandria and Cairo to a large and interested audience last evening. The lecture included descriptions of the principal mosques and temples in the two cities, views of the latest collection of mummies, with a short history of events. The lecturer also touched upon the recent destruction of Alexandria, giving views of the burned portions of the city. The lecture next week will be on the pyramids.
Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes has written an exceedingly graceful letter of thanks to his pupils in the first year of the Medical School, who lately presented him with a "loving cup" of farewell. His letter concludes as follows: "I hope that when another hundred and fifty years have passed away, some descendant of mine will say, as he lifts this cup, and reads the name it bears, 'He, too, loved his labor and those for whom he labored, and the students of the dead nineteenth century remembered their old teacher as kindly, as gracefully, as generously, as the youth of the earlier eighteenth century remembered old Father Flynt, the patriarch of all our Harvard tutors.'"
The Vassar College faculty have changed the weekly holiday from Saturday to Monday.
"General muckerish appearance - Yale," is the method of identification employed by the Acta,
To other colleges in general the Acta says, threateningly: "As long as Columbia lets them alone she desires to be let alone in return."
The boys of Northfield College, Minnesota, were having a great deal of fun in changing a physician's sign for that of an undertaker, when a big kettle, full of warm tar, was emptied upon them from the roof of the house. More than twenty of them had to throw away their clothes and get their hair cut very short.
The lecture on Indian life, at the Peabody Museum yesterday afternoon, was attended by a large audience, including many ladies. Miss Fletcher, with the aid of her collection of curiosities, was enabled to give a vivid and interesting account of the domestic habits of the Omaha Indians, among whom she spent several years. She described their style of indoor work, methods of arranging their camps according to gens, and many other interesting details.
At five minutes after ten last evening the sullen fire-cracker sounded its note of alarm in the yard. Windows were hastily opened and anxious heads thrust out; hurrying crowds gathered at the scene. A bright light illuminated the eastern side of the quadrangle, and in dangerous proximity to University Hall the devouring element, vomiting forth smoke and flame from a half dozen tar barrels, well stuffed with cannon crackers, cast a lurid glare over the spectators. Proctors rushed to the scene. The everready Cambridge fire department, represented by an aged man with a leaky bucket of water, promptly appeared and attempted to quench the conflagration. Repeated efforts, aided by a snow-shovel, at last prevailed, and only the charred remains of six once flourishing and prosperous barrels remained to mark the path of the fire-fiend. Late in the night the drowsy slumberer was awakened by the explosion of a belated cracker smouldering in the coals, and uttering its expiring gasp long after its fellows had died their death of glory. Then quiet reigned and all was still.
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