Memories of Brown; traditions and recollections gathered from many sources . hapel as the janitor closed its doors. No sooner had he taken his seatthan he heard his namepronounced by the pres-ident. Continuing thesame energetic activityhe had been exhibitingthe preceding threeminutes, he sprang tohis feet and wentthrough the twentyverses with unsurpassedrapidity. On pausing,the president kindlyprompted. The ex-tent, sir! was the im-mediate ! Let us pray!ejaculated Dr. Messerinhis gruffest tones. How-ever, he did not disturbthat student again dur-ing the entire very ancie
Memories of Brown; traditions and recollections gathered from many sources . hapel as the janitor closed its doors. No sooner had he taken his seatthan he heard his namepronounced by the pres-ident. Continuing thesame energetic activityhe had been exhibitingthe preceding threeminutes, he sprang tohis feet and wentthrough the twentyverses with unsurpassedrapidity. On pausing,the president kindlyprompted. The ex-tent, sir! was the im-mediate ! Let us pray!ejaculated Dr. Messerinhis gruffest tones. How-ever, he did not disturbthat student again dur-ing the entire very ancient times, the college chapel occupied whatis now the two lower floors of the front projection ofUniversity Hall, the second furnishing the exhibition, then as later, was a most importantoccasion. As the seating capacity was limited, numerousexercises not laid down in the programme were held onthe front campus. On one occasion as Dr. Messer waspresiding with all the pompous dignity which character-ized his every act, his attention was attracted by repeated. President Asa Messer, 1790From the portrait in Sayles Hall 48 Memories of Brown outbursts of enthusiastic vociferations upon the frontcampus. Glancing out as .well as his exalted enthrone-ment permitted, he discovered that his old but faithfulwhite horse, ornamented with the letters A. M. paintedso as practically to cover each entire side, was beingdriven around haphazard by the crowd, which naturallyinterpreted the cabalistic symbols as signifying the bearerwas none other than Asa Messer, or at the very least aMaster of Arts. Of course, under the circumstances, thepresident could do nothing but scowl! On a certain commencement day, the exercises in theFirst Baptist Meeting-House were somewhat disturbedby mock applause on the part of the undergraduates. Thepatience of President Messer was at last exhausted, and,turning towards them, he jerked out in a gruff voice: Gentlemen, I want just as little noise as can
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