San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-12-18
The Daily Eight.
WORK THAT BOYS IN SCHOOL WILL
UNDERTAKE FOR FUN.
Hazing Party That Failed - How q
Professors Horse Was Raised In the
Air--Nhen One Fellow Had to Pray
Three Hours to Save the Crowd.

Of students once who, having set their aca-
demic hearts on hazing rough and I'M
couth specimen from Vermont, repaired TO
his room about IL o'clock one night to per
form these rites. There were seven of the
invaders, including myself, and we silently
collected in the corridor outside the fresh
nOn's door In order to be impressive in
oar entrance ut "A given signal we hurled
ourselves against the portal and burst it in.
81 recall feeling of pride as the door
went in at the success of this first step,
bat nothing distinctly afterward In the
dim, religious light which sifted through
the curtains from the swinging moon we
beheld long, sparse and meager being
who flew out Of bed and fell upon us. He
was silent as bulldog, but quick and
ferocious as a cat. l never saw such a
creature got blow which wildly re-
member comparing on the spot to fail,
comparison, by the way, which do not now
alter or regret. The whole affair did not
last ten minutes, and its close found my
self and the other hazers battered and
bruised and out in the hail.
RAISING THE HORSE
''The Vermonter did not even attempt to
close the door after us, such was his con-
tempt for our proves. He went over to a
washstand while we consulted in the hall.
We did not 90 back in his room. We could.
of course, but we saw it would consume a
great deal of time and the hour was late.
So we gave it up.
SAY, YOU Vermont mani said as we
were about to leave, L trust you are not
mean enough TO report this TO the fac
ulty?
Not at ALL he said with a CHEEKY
laugh. Il like it. Come again any time you
please Your attentions are very crafty
ing to my PRIDE"
where | was" said the listener, 1--WE
had little fun one night-perfectly blood
less however-which in its results always
rose an insolvable mystery to the profound
head of the institution. The professor had
a old, fat, sluggish horse, which abode in
asmall pasture or paddock close to the col
lege. One night a party of us repaired
thither and proceeded by means of rails
laid square, just as children build cob
houses, all decked over or floored with
some two inch planks which lay conve
nient, to build a platform. We raised it
at first perhaps eighteen inches from the
ground. Then we built second close be-
side the first and made it three feet high.
1.-THE horse was led up on the first and
from there to the second. Then, taking off
the plank floor we added about four rails
to each of the four sides and carried the
first platform to about eighteen inches
higher than the one on which the horse
stood This was planked over and the old
horse invited to climb on it, which he did
in adocile, oppositionless way very winning
to our young hearts. Well, we continued
this alteration business, leading the old
war horse from one pedestal to the other
until he was twelve feet in the air, perched
on an eminence of rails and planks.
"This suited the most fastidious of the
party, and we tore away the rail and plank
construction the horse had no further use
for and piled it carefully back in its sever
al parts just where we got it. The old
horse, who seemed to realize his position.
didn't stroll about any, but made the best
of it, lying down and going to sleep. The
professors were much astounded in the
morning and never were able to figure it
out. They sent to a neighboring town for
help and got the horse down with der
rick.
PRAYING AGAINST FIRE
"Another Time" continued the racon-
teur ga party of us had been out on that
sacred night Halloween tearing off gates
and signs and otherwise disporting our
y
the world around We had brought about
cord of broken store signs up to Jim
Martins room, and were merrily burning
them in his big fireplace The ceremonies
were at their height when two or three
professors, excited to the movement by in
dignant townspeople, whose signs being
ravished had followed us to the college
gates, raped loudly at the door for admis-
sion. Something had to be done, as it
would never do to let in the professors and
those broken evidences of our guilt around.
"a man by the name of Jack Nesbit was
equal to the pinch, however. 1t was a rule
of the college that no professor should be
denied entrance to room, no matter the
hour. unless the occupant was engaged in
prayer In event of the present progress of
this religious exercise the professor was
unable to wait until the amen and could
in nowise complain. At the first rap Mes
bit broke into prayer. In loud, sonorous
tone he sought mercy for himself and his
companions. Continuing he beeagured
the throne Of grace in behalf of the col
lege, as well as the professors, singly and
in a body. Next the students came in for
note by name and in bulk, as well as every
attache of the place to the small person
who cleaned knives and forks in tho
kitchen No one was slighted or over
looked. Then Nesbit went for the govern
ment and prayed for the nation at large;
then the president and his pressing needs
were named, and divinity was pleaded with
for their fulfillment; then all the depart
. nents and various officers Of state, and
Xnhen they were exhausted ali the states,
Xeginning with Maine and ending with
California, were interceded for.
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