Morning journal and courier., 1889-02-18

manager and superintendent of the William Knabe piano warerooms on Fifth avenue, committed suicide some time last night in the warerooms by shooting himself through the head.
 YALENSIANS CELEBRATE. A Notable Banquet At Delmonico,s- The Yale Spirit Irrepressible-Ath-
 letics At YaIe-Depew Opens the Tide of Oratery. NEW YORK. Feb. 14.-The alumni of Yale turned Delmonico's into a sea of banquetters last night in order to celebrate Yale's vic- tories on land and water since 1879. The main room was the center of interest, but every ante-room in the establishment was crowded with the happy Yalensians. Tickets of admission were in big demand and the enthusiasm was immense. Judge Henry E. Rowland presided, and behind his chair hung large portrait of ex President Woolsey draped in stars and stripes. Tokens and emblems of athletic prowess were seen every where, All the captains of winning crews were there, as were Chauncey M. Depew, Bob Cook and other Yale celebrities.
 The toast list was: 'fYale," Chauncey M. Depew;" "Our Referee" Prof. Richards; "Are You Ready-Go," Robert J. Cook;
 'Our Field Marshals," Walter .. Camp;
 
 "our Nine of 'ss." A. A. stagg; 'our Eleven of 's8.'' VIII. Corbin; "Our Athletic Teams" John Mason Brown: :our Girls in Blue" Edward c: Mason; "0ur .eG V1eissitudes," Vii, .
 William P. Stite; "Our Coming Events," Isaac H. Bromley. Chauncey N Depew said that for the first time in one hundred and eighty-eight years the alumni of Yale had met solely to cele- brate her athletic triumphs. "Yale," said the speaker, "has been known for century as the first of American col- leges. Now that she has demonstrated upon so many famous fields her championship in this chief requisite of modern university, we, of the older school, join you, of the younger, in welcoming Hercules into the college facul- ty. The oldest graduate and the youngest are one tonight in the charming fellowship which makes them all boys of equal age, 8 joy to each other and terror to their foes. !" "We are the healthiest body of men ever seen within these walls, and tonight the hap piest," he said. "There can be no greater contrast than between the student of thirty years ago and to-day. Dyspepsia is no long CT the test of scholarship, and henors are not won by shadows. The theology of to-day believes that there is no antagonism between spirituality and muscularity. The minister who hits sin go hard from the pulpit can whip any sinner in the news."
 
 mented Cook and Stagg, derided forced un- stimulating methods of exercises such as saving wood, and glorifed athletics practiced under the stimulus of championship. Ath- letics have encouraged manliness and stamped out ruf1ianism. Depew jocosely alluded to student pranks at old Yale. In these hal- cyon days, however, the superabundance of vitality finds it's vent in wholesome athletics, and not in reprehensible modes of hilarious demonstration. Trowing bricks through the tutors window to crack the college bell, steal ing signs and wrenching of door knobs, give place to brilliant athletic contests, arousing enthusiasm and recalling the glory of the Olympian games. Rev. Joseph Fl. Twitchell of Hartford re- sponded to the toast of "Our Immortals of the Heroic Age" His speech was a brilliant one and evoked many cheers. Before going he spoke of MT. Depew as the Adonis of Yale many years ago. This called forth prolonged cheering and brought many fushes to MT. Depew's fair cheeks. When the famous Bob" Cook arose to speak in response to the toast, "Are you ready Cop he was greeted with succes- sion of rousing cheers that lasted several minutes. MT. Cook was interrupted at fre- auent intervals by the vorciferous Yalen- clans, many of whom had trained under him and starved themselves that the blue of Yale might lead the crimson in the homestretch. M Townsend ir., Isaac H. Bromley and Prof. E. L. Richards. Many times they were in terrupted and cheered on by the ''Rah, rah, rah." of Yale, which shook the pennants hanging to the walls and arrested the atten- tion of the midnight wayfarers in Madison Square. It was Sunday morning before the feast broke up.
 A song was written for the occasion by Hart Lyman of New York city and sung by him. It runs as follows: (Frou topical song We've all been there before" :" The muses nine fly old girls, at least runs the tale.
 They iavished honor and renown upon the ancient world,
 But surely those stupid times in which ball twirled
 Diana was Q huntress bold, she knew where game was found,
 She used bag the biggest ssgs in all the country round.
 Where are her bow and arrows now, and where her crown Of bA7s?
 Yale UeAls her record with Stagg who pitches as he prays
 year we were all perfectly delighted but we were not in the least surprised
 
 time
 We'd all been there before many time, We are gathered to night from the East and the West.
 And this is my ultimate rhyme: May we all be here again, many time, many a