ON HAZING
how much more conscientious Sophomores used to be in the rough-and-ready days of old and to make you feel a little more pleased with the present methods.
Oh, I know you haven't kicked. If you had I shouldn't respect you enough to take the trouble to talk to you. But I can tell from the tenor of your letters, enthusiastic though they be, that you think it rather hard luck, now that you are free from the irksome restraint of school-days, that a big boy like you, in college at last and called a man by courtesy, cannot do exactly as he pleases and stick out his chest like the college men he used to see at football games.
You have sense enough to smile about it, I see, but you can't quite understand why you should be made to feel so insignificant. When you stop to think of it, you are pretty insignificant, to be sure, but you don't see why you shouldn't be allowed on the street after nine o'clock, and you no doubt think you'd feel a lot more like a real college man if they'd let you smoke a pipe. You don't fancy making way, and even stepping off
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