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16 THE NORMAL RECORD. lecture. Several times while Mr. Brown was speaking, my friend said to himself, "Yes, yes. Lincoln was a great man!" He then turned to me and remarked that it was a mystery to him that Mr. Baker had not said anything of him in his Chronicle. When Mrs. Hall sang the first verse of the "Three Maids of Lea," he remarked that they ought to be old maids, but when she sang the last verse, he said that he felt sorry for them, and he would not mind taking one of them. About ten o'clock, the concert closed. My friend any I were among the last to leave. Before I could persuade the knight to step out into the darkness, I had to assure him that there no Mohocks in Chico. —B. At the concert last night, I, in my accustomed character of Spectator, became very much interested in observing the conduct of a well-dressed, elderly woman sitting near the corner where I had placed myself. I soon classed here as belonging to a certain group of people always found at places of amusement who seem to consider that they must criticize everything and let people know that they have attended entertainments much superior to the present one. She would, from time to time, whisper little disapproving comments to her companion. It was somewhat annoying to a quiet listener like myself, that, in the best part of a song or a most interesting sentence of the lecture, she would take occasion to communicate with her friend. As the program progressed and I studied this woman closely, I could not help thinking that if she could know how she appeared to the people near her, she would have refrained from creating such a disturbance. —D. ****** This morning I was aroused from my work by a tapping on my door. On opening it, I found my landlady there, who told me there was a gentleman below who wished to speak with me. On going down, I found Will Honeycomb standing in the hall and ogling the picture of a pretty maid, which hung on the wall. Will informed me that he was going up to the Normal and asked me to accompany him. I was highly pleased with the idea, for I had often heard of the Normal as a great place for learning. On our journey up to the hall, Will gave many, dark hints of a certain young student, whom he called Flora, and on whose tender, young heart he seemed to have made impression. These thoughts led him to speak of other conquests he had made, so that, by the time we reached the building, he was mightily pleased with himself. He was in such high spirits that he promised to present me, if possible, to his young lady. When we entered the hall, we at once found ourselves among a large crowd of students, as it was the noon hour and they were standing about enjoying this brief rest from their duties. Will was at once surrounded by a large number of young women, who seemed very glad to see him. Seeing him agreeably occupied, I slipped into the library, where I was soon seated at a table near the door with a book for entertainment. My attention was soon drawn from my book by a group of young girls, who stood near the door. They took part in the general laughter and chatting, and each seemed bent on making herself and every other have an enjoyable time. Their merriment reached such a height, that at times bursts of laughter could be heard through the closed door. As I was gazing on them, the librarian rang the bell. Immediately the group dispersed, each going slowly, as if unwillingly to her work. Here the chain of my reflections on these young people, was broken by Will Honeycomb, who said he would take me over the building. We were accompanied by one of the teachers, who seemed a most sensible man; and who gave many interesting details of school life. As I passed through the new addition, I could not forbear admiring the generosity which the California people displayed in the equipment of their schools. We now concluded our visit and turned homeward, both being well pleased. Will was fully satisfied with his reception by the young women; while I was delighted with the thought of spending many pleasant hours in perusing some of the new books in the library. —C. CONDITIONS. Wild was the day; the wintry sea Moaned sadly on New England's strand, When first the thoughtful and the free, Our father's trod the desert land. —Bryant.
Object Description
Title | The Normal Record. December 1904 |
Original Date | 1904-12 |
Description | The Record. Published by the Associated Students of Chico State College. |
Creator | Chico State College |
Location of Original | Archives |
Call Number | LD723 C57 |
Digital Collection | The Record: Chico State Yearbook Collection |
Digital Repository | Meriam Library, California State University, Chico. |
Description-Abstract | The Record served as both a student magazine and a commencement program for Chico Normal School. In the year 1904 it was published every month - except the Summer months. |
Date Digital | 2013 |
Language | eng |
Rights | For information on the use of the images in this collection contact the Special Collections Department at 530.898-6342 or email: specialcollections@csuchico.edu |
Format | image/tiff |
Filename | index.cpd |
Description
Title | 1904_12_NormalRecord.018 |
Original Date | 1904-12 |
OCR- Transcript | 16 THE NORMAL RECORD. lecture. Several times while Mr. Brown was speaking, my friend said to himself, "Yes, yes. Lincoln was a great man!" He then turned to me and remarked that it was a mystery to him that Mr. Baker had not said anything of him in his Chronicle. When Mrs. Hall sang the first verse of the "Three Maids of Lea," he remarked that they ought to be old maids, but when she sang the last verse, he said that he felt sorry for them, and he would not mind taking one of them. About ten o'clock, the concert closed. My friend any I were among the last to leave. Before I could persuade the knight to step out into the darkness, I had to assure him that there no Mohocks in Chico. —B. At the concert last night, I, in my accustomed character of Spectator, became very much interested in observing the conduct of a well-dressed, elderly woman sitting near the corner where I had placed myself. I soon classed here as belonging to a certain group of people always found at places of amusement who seem to consider that they must criticize everything and let people know that they have attended entertainments much superior to the present one. She would, from time to time, whisper little disapproving comments to her companion. It was somewhat annoying to a quiet listener like myself, that, in the best part of a song or a most interesting sentence of the lecture, she would take occasion to communicate with her friend. As the program progressed and I studied this woman closely, I could not help thinking that if she could know how she appeared to the people near her, she would have refrained from creating such a disturbance. —D. ****** This morning I was aroused from my work by a tapping on my door. On opening it, I found my landlady there, who told me there was a gentleman below who wished to speak with me. On going down, I found Will Honeycomb standing in the hall and ogling the picture of a pretty maid, which hung on the wall. Will informed me that he was going up to the Normal and asked me to accompany him. I was highly pleased with the idea, for I had often heard of the Normal as a great place for learning. On our journey up to the hall, Will gave many, dark hints of a certain young student, whom he called Flora, and on whose tender, young heart he seemed to have made impression. These thoughts led him to speak of other conquests he had made, so that, by the time we reached the building, he was mightily pleased with himself. He was in such high spirits that he promised to present me, if possible, to his young lady. When we entered the hall, we at once found ourselves among a large crowd of students, as it was the noon hour and they were standing about enjoying this brief rest from their duties. Will was at once surrounded by a large number of young women, who seemed very glad to see him. Seeing him agreeably occupied, I slipped into the library, where I was soon seated at a table near the door with a book for entertainment. My attention was soon drawn from my book by a group of young girls, who stood near the door. They took part in the general laughter and chatting, and each seemed bent on making herself and every other have an enjoyable time. Their merriment reached such a height, that at times bursts of laughter could be heard through the closed door. As I was gazing on them, the librarian rang the bell. Immediately the group dispersed, each going slowly, as if unwillingly to her work. Here the chain of my reflections on these young people, was broken by Will Honeycomb, who said he would take me over the building. We were accompanied by one of the teachers, who seemed a most sensible man; and who gave many interesting details of school life. As I passed through the new addition, I could not forbear admiring the generosity which the California people displayed in the equipment of their schools. We now concluded our visit and turned homeward, both being well pleased. Will was fully satisfied with his reception by the young women; while I was delighted with the thought of spending many pleasant hours in perusing some of the new books in the library. —C. CONDITIONS. Wild was the day; the wintry sea Moaned sadly on New England's strand, When first the thoughtful and the free, Our father's trod the desert land. —Bryant. |