Memories of Brown; traditions and recollections gathered from many sources . itedin slow, impressive tones (he, too, had a second-bassvoice, and sang on the glee club), and Wycherley toldCongreve a very funny story (pause for several seconds— class expectant); which I have forgotten. Nobody has put into this book, I think, anything aboutHoward Malcolm Ticknor, but he deserves his little nichealong with the rest. He was our instructor in elocution,a cultured gentleman from Boston and Harvard with anunforgettable face. He had keen, restless eyes, hair thatmarvellously curled, and more than his f
Memories of Brown; traditions and recollections gathered from many sources . itedin slow, impressive tones (he, too, had a second-bassvoice, and sang on the glee club), and Wycherley toldCongreve a very funny story (pause for several seconds— class expectant); which I have forgotten. Nobody has put into this book, I think, anything aboutHoward Malcolm Ticknor, but he deserves his little nichealong with the rest. He was our instructor in elocution,a cultured gentleman from Boston and Harvard with anunforgettable face. He had keen, restless eyes, hair thatmarvellously curled, and more than his fair share of effec-tive sarcasm. It was on the first day of June that oursection of the class was called to meet him. He hadcategorically barred all pieces about heroes whose 434 Memories of Brown names end in us, such as Horatius and Brutus; and Ihad chosen for this particular date, especially as I hadlong known it by heart, Lowells prelude to the Vision ofSir Launfal. It was hackneyed, but it was all about June,and I thought it would go. It did, but not as I Colby, 89Colby, 91 Banjo Club, 1888Simmons, 89 Hovey, 90 Heiser, 90 Chapin,91 Hazard,89 Sawyer,90 When I had stepped down from the little platform in 6U. H. and gone to my seat, Instructor Ticknor sat in por-tentous silence at the far end of the room, chin in seemed as if he would never say anything, but at lasthe began, amid a profound quiet and with startling delib-eration and emphasis. This was the verdict: Memories of Brown ^^5 Your taste in choosing that poem for today was excel-lent ; but (and here he made a dreadful pause) your enun-ciation was execrabhr That is all I remember about Howard Malcolm Tick-nor. In those days the college was so small we knew thename of almost every undergraduate — his whole name,as, for instance, Benaiah Longley Whitman, Eli WhitneyBlake, Jr., Vernon Purinton Squires. And yet, small asit was, it was sharply divided by secret society lines. Afraternity man was unde
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