UCSB UBRARY
 
 S A B R I N A 
 
 The Class Goddess 
 
 OF 
 AMHERST COLLEGE 
 
 A HISTORY 
 
 Compiled by 
 
 MAX SHOOP 
 
 Guardian for Class of 1910 
 
 Copyrighted 1910 
 Max Shoop, Amherst, Mass.
 
 Press of 
 LORING-AXTELL COMPANY, 
 
 Springfield, Mass.
 
 Co tfce Class of 1910 
 
 among whose loyal members I have found 
 
 so many friends, 
 this life of our Goddess is 
 
 ^Dedicated.
 
 PREFACE 
 
 I HE bronze statue of 
 Sabrina, of which 
 this book is a history, 
 has played a promi- 
 nent part in the inter- 
 class affairs of Amherst College since 
 the early eighties. Before the mem- 
 ory of man begins to fail on 
 the interesting details of the early 
 history of this statue, it seemed best 
 that an authentic history be pub- 
 lished. It is fitting that all Sabrina 
 men, at least, should be intimately 
 acquainted with the story. 
 
 The facts contained herein are 
 as accurate and full as could be 
 obtained by the compiler, who 
 has endeavored to maintain, as 
 nearly as his love for Sabrina would 
 permit, the impartiality of the his- 
 torian. This book is published in 
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 the hope that what it lacks in 
 literary worth will be made up in 
 the minds of the readers by the 
 unusual nature of the theme. 
 
 In publishing this book the com- 
 piler has been greatly assisted with 
 facts and personal reminiscences by 
 the following Amherst men, : Edwin 
 Duffey, '90; E. B. Child, '90; 
 John T. Stone, '91; R. B. Luding- 
 ton, '91; H. C. Crocker, '91; 
 James M. Breed, '93; Harlan F. 
 Stone, '94 ; Benjamin Hyde, '94 ; 
 H. T. Noyes, '94 ; Grosvenor 
 Backus, '94; Charles J. Staples, '96; 
 Samuel Furbish, '98 ; Ferdinand 
 Blanchard, '98; E. E. Green, '00; 
 Robert Cleeland,'02; J.B. Eastman, 
 '04; Ralph Wheeler, '06; Fayette 
 Read, '08. The writer is indebted 
 to Prof. John F. Genung for his 
 introduction and helpful criticism, 
 and also to Burges Johnson, '99
 
 for his appreciation of Sabrina, here 
 published. 
 
 The sketches were drawn by J. 
 F. Swalley, '10. 
 
 MAX SHOOP.'IO.
 
 INTRODUCTION 
 
 )HE little book here 
 offered to the reader 
 opens a window into 
 a phase of college 
 life hitherto known 
 only by floating rumors and detached 
 bits of alumni reminiscence. In one 
 way it seems almost a pity to let 
 the grey light of common day into 
 what has had so authentic a touch 
 of the mysterious and romantic. In 
 another way, however, so far from 
 taking the glamour out of the Sabrina 
 cult, it but drives the sentiment 
 deeper into the imaginative college 
 heart. The facts are before us 
 indeed, like a news item, in the 
 prosaic realism of print. But the 
 facts are only the surface of the 
 matter. For to those who read 
 them penetratively they turn out to 
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 be a chronicle not of irresponsible 
 school-boy pranks, but of that pulsa- 
 tion of fancy and adventure which 
 is sure to claim its rights in a vigorous 
 and healthy youth. Sabrina, for 
 the college man, is not a mass of 
 metal, stowed away in haymows 
 and shipped from place to place 
 to the profit of the express companies; 
 not a mere occasion for audacious 
 student larks. She is a divinity, 
 fair and gracious, a gentle protectress 
 who herself deigns to be protected; 
 her throne a rallying-point for class 
 loyalty and fellowship and enthusi- 
 asm. As such she holds a unique 
 place in college and in the memory 
 of her devotees. 
 
 Let us look a little through the 
 window she opens and see what the 
 view yields of the secret of Sabrina 
 and of what she stands for in college 
 life. 
 
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 We will choose, to look through, 
 the eyes of a man, a business man 
 say, who is looking into college 
 from the outside, and who himself 
 has never been to college. His sons 
 are there, getting an experience 
 which has been denied him. From 
 time to time come echoes of how 
 they fare, such reports as reach him 
 through the newspapers. What are 
 his hopeful wards doing all this 
 time? If his exacting business cares 
 allow him an occasional thought 
 of them, it surely must be not 
 unlike the thought that came to 
 Byron's gladiator, - ' There are 
 his young barbarians all at play." 
 The newspapers do not report much 
 more. The scores of football and 
 baseball and tennis and track fill 
 the page and make exciting news; 
 he sees his boys' pictures in padded 
 clothes or in thin drawers clearly 
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 not meant for the costume of the 
 class-room. About the class-room 
 itself, and the library, and the 
 laboratory, he may search in vain 
 for reports of achievement or prog- 
 ress; such things do not make 
 sensational items for the crowd. 
 Even the sons themselves, home on 
 their vacation, one suspects, are not 
 eloquent about their college routine, 
 or they pass it off with hints of the 
 bluffs and tricks by which the 
 routine is enlivened. What are they 
 doing to become scholars, or get 
 ready for the coming toil and 
 moil of business? Clearly, if the 
 outsider depends on the papers 
 for his information, college is a 
 holiday, a place for high jinks 
 and play. 
 
 But the world sees only what it 
 has eyes to see. And so far as 
 externalities go, the outside world 
 
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 is right. College is a place for 
 play. That is in a sense its glory. 
 But it is not a place where they con- 
 tinue to be " his young barbarians 
 all at play." Somehow, they them- 
 selves scarcely know how, they are 
 passing out of the barbarian stratum 
 into something that makes the play 
 a finer, more civilized thing. For 
 there is play and play. There is 
 play with the keen sense of honor 
 and culture in it, with disdain of 
 what belongs to the mucker and the 
 cad. There is such a thing as 
 play in work, such ease and mastery 
 of its processes as takes the moil and 
 drudgery out of it; an ideal which 
 the true scholar finds, but of which 
 we do not here speak. The fellows 
 are learning even to make play of 
 baseball, and thus interpose a make- 
 weight against the inveterate Ameri- 
 can tendency to make it a hustling 
 
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 business and profession. They are 
 learning, in short, in the whole atmos- 
 phere of their work and their games, 
 that the trail of the counting-room 
 must not impose its hardening, sear- 
 ing impress on the real inwardness 
 of life; their college fellowship fur- 
 nishes a subtle refining element 
 which releases them from its nar- 
 rowness and tyranny. 
 
 Just here is where the outsider's 
 realizing sense of the college spirit 
 wholly fails. He has not the com- 
 bination to unlock its secret. Kip- 
 ling describes a multi-millionaire's 
 feeling of this limitation in the char- 
 acter of Cheyne, in " Captains 
 Courageous." Cheyne has untold 
 power to bend circumstances to his 
 hard will and manipulate men; but 
 he is urging his son to go to college 
 because, as he says, " I can't com- 
 pete with the man who has been 
 
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 ia.ugh.il" He feels himself a hope- 
 less outsider. " Don't I know it? 
 Don't I know the look on men's 
 faces when they think me a a 
 ' mucker,' as they call it out here? 
 I can break them to little pieces 
 yes but I can't get back at 'em 
 to hurt 'em where they live. I don't 
 say they're 'way, 'way up, but I feel 
 I'm 'way, 'way, 'way off, some- 
 how." He attributes his lack to 
 what he calls " the plain, common, 
 sit - down - with - your -chin-on-your- 
 elbows book-learning." Well, that 
 helps, as every son of old Amherst 
 knows. But that, as Kipling would 
 say, is another story. There is a 
 subtle element beyond learning, as 
 one can realize by observing the 
 limitatious of the college "grind." 
 
 To connect the secret with 
 Sabrina would seem to men like 
 Cheyne like evaporating all that is 
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 substantial in college to a fra- 
 grance. Nor indeed would I make 
 any extravagant claim for her. All 
 I would claim for this Sabrina 
 custom is that here is revealed a 
 subtle and elusive but very real ele- 
 ment of college life, something be- 
 yond the inane prank and beyond 
 the exactions of sport. We get, 
 in short, a glimpse into the col- 
 lege man's centre of active senti- 
 ment, where his youthful fancy, his 
 play of imagination, his sense of 
 loyalty and ideal, have spontaneous 
 outlet. It is like the soldier's loyalty 
 for his flag. The Sabrina man, 
 with his privileged class, is in the 
 conscious service of a protecting and 
 propitious divinity. He will do 
 anything for her; he will not limit 
 the good she stands for to him. 
 Here the Sabrina man will doubt- 
 less be the first to exclaim, as chil- 
 
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 dren say of their prodigious fairy- 
 tales, " Oh, nonsense; it isn't so; 
 we only just say so." But to say 
 so, and to act accordingly, is 
 something. It is evidence that in 
 this crowded college world the 
 vein of fancy, of poetry if you 
 please, even though only wreak- 
 ing itself on a confessed make- 
 believe, is not extinct or running 
 low. Task-work in books and lab- 
 oratory has not deadened it; dress 
 suits have not conventionalized it; 
 the rough activities t>f sport and 
 athletics have not swamped it in 
 barbarian play. The freedom of 
 audacious make-believe still asserts 
 its rights. Even when boys have 
 become husky young men, old 
 enough to shave, the grey realism 
 of life has not completed its hard 
 invasion, and by the grace of the 
 college ideal it never will. 
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 As long as this sentiment remains 
 vital and this holds for alumni 
 as for undergraduates the stolid 
 world cannot really, as Cheyne puts 
 it, *' hurt 'em where they live." The 
 poetic vein is there, not exhausted 
 by Sabrina, nor monopolized by the 
 even-numbered classes. Stevenson 
 shall speak for it here. He, as 
 my readers are aware, has written 
 a capital Sabrina paper, in his 
 essay on " The Lantern Bearers." 
 Only his Sabrina was a carefully 
 concealed bull's-eye lantern which 
 on certain secret occasions the boys 
 carried at their belt. ' The essence 
 of the bliss was to walk by yourself 
 in the black night; the slide shut, 
 the top-coat buttoned; not a ray 
 escaping, whether to conduct your 
 footsteps or to make your glory 
 public: a mere pillar of darkness in 
 the dark; and all the while, deep 
 
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 down in the privacy of your fool's 
 heart, to know you had a bull's- 
 eye at your belt, and to exult and 
 sing over the knowledge." Just as 
 " none could recognize a lantern- 
 bearer, unless (like the pole-cat) 
 by the smell," so perhaps no out- 
 sider can recognize the Sabrina 
 man except by his class number. 
 But there he is, cherishing a senti- 
 ment which is its own justification, 
 and which through all the coming 
 years of alumni-hood, let us hope, 
 will keep the glamour of college 
 days alive. "It is said that a poet 
 has died young in the breast of the 
 most stolid. It may be contended 
 rather that this (somewhat minor) 
 bard in almost every case survives, 
 and is the spice of life to his posses- 
 sor. Justice is not done to the 
 versatility and the unplumbed child- 
 ishness of man's imagination. His 
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 life from without may seem but a 
 rude mound of mud; there will be 
 some golden chamber at the heart 
 of it, in which he dwells delighted; 
 and for as dark as his pathway 
 seems to the observer, he will have 
 some kind of a bull's-eye at his 
 belt." 
 
 The little book before us lets in 
 the light, not rudely nor unsym- 
 pathetically, on our Amherst lantern- 
 bearers. Here we are made aware 
 of what Duffey and Ingalls with 
 their mystic Sabrina vision,(delicious 
 thought!) and Ben Hyde and Char- 
 ley Staples, with their banquet- 
 ing and singing classmates, have 
 had and still have buttoned up 
 under their top-coats. It is a de- 
 lightful thing to discover. The heart 
 of the old professor who writes 
 these words, who has lived through 
 the whole Sabrina period, warms 
 
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 to the poet who has not died young 
 within them. The dig or the dawd- 
 ler must be left to look out for 
 himself; he has chosen his own 
 inner resources; but since Sabrina 
 has had these men in her keeping, 
 and they her in theirs, they are live 
 men; we need have no fear for them. 
 And as often as they live over again 
 their Sabrina experience, and cherish 
 its enriching effects, they will verify, 
 in English if not in Latin, what 
 they dimly felt at the time of it, 
 OLIM MEMINISSE JUVABIT. 
 
 So we give the little book our 
 hearty good-speed. 
 
 JOHN F. GENUNG. 
 
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 AN APPRECIATION 
 
 By a Non-Sabrina Man. 
 d.Sabrina is, at the present date of 
 writing, Goddess of Amherst's even- 
 numbered classes. Her countenance 
 sheds a certain effulgence over this 
 portion of the graduate and under- 
 graduate body, with perhaps just 
 such a mentally benumbing influence 
 as was wielded by Circe's baleful 
 beauty. As this history is written 
 by one of Sabrina's subjects, it is 
 perhaps advisable to have it pref- 
 aced by the graduate of an odd 
 year, who, undazzled, unprejudiced, 
 with an eye single to the truth, may 
 put the reader on his guard. 
 
 Imagine a female (Goddess if 
 you will, for residence on Olympus 
 entitled no certificate of character) 
 of uncertain age, brazen beyond 
 denial, and bearing the scars of 
 ancient brawls. Realize that she 
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 has travelled the breadth of the 
 land, wining and dining annually 
 only at stag occasions; evading the 
 police and detectives, and all this 
 in a costume that were better not 
 described, if indeed it merits the 
 name. 
 
 These facts it seems well to place 
 before the reader, as a matter of 
 fairness. On the other hand, the 
 fact that a heroine is no lady does 
 not lessen the popular interest in 
 her memoirs, as a study of current 
 literature proves. And it may be 
 said in Sabrina's behalf that she 
 has always been true to Amherst; 
 and surely constancy to so worthy 
 an object for such a term of years 
 is a mighty virtue. For that reason, 
 if for no other, the voices of odd- 
 and even-numbered classes some- 
 times blend, singing in mighty chorus 
 the stirring paean in her praise. 
 
 SURGES JOHNSON, '99. 
 
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 S A B R I N A 
 
 There is a gentle nymph not far from hence, 
 That with moist curb, sways the smooth Severn 
 
 stream ; 
 Sabrina is her name, a virgin fair. 
 
 Comas. 
 
 JVERY people has 
 had its guardian 
 deity, for it is man's 
 nature to worship. 
 The ancient Greeks 
 looked to Athena or Aphrodite for 
 protection and inspiration. These 
 dwellers upon Olympus have come 
 and gone and their day in the 
 affections of men passed long, long 
 ago. But man's affections remain, 
 and seek some object of worship. 
 Myriads of deities have from time 
 to time blessed men with their 
 presence. It has been reserved to 
 certain chosen men of Amherst 
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 College, in Massachusetts, to cherish 
 still as their patron Goddess, and 
 the guardian of their college life, 
 the beautiful and chaste Sabrina, 
 the Athena of the Saxon race. 
 
 The gods of the Greeks belonged 
 to all alike. Sabrina, though for- 
 merly Goddess of the Britons, 
 wearied with watching the ordinary 
 run of men, has turned all her pro- 
 tection and devotion to the chosen 
 few of the little college on the hill 
 at Amherst. She signifies every- 
 thing to her followers, and they never 
 grow tired of singing her praises 
 and glorious name, especially to 
 those unfortunate ones who have 
 only been allowed to gaze at her 
 from afar and have tried hard to 
 conceal the envy which rises strong 
 within them because they too may 
 not know the calm and peace of her 
 protecting care. 
 
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 Whenever Sabrina men stand in 
 her majestic presence, there rushes 
 over them as a mighty flood the 
 memory of how her influence has 
 enriched their college life; and once 
 more they recall the old but fascinat- 
 ing story of all her thrilling ex- 
 periences since the time she was 
 born long, long ago in the darkness 
 of a prison to a life of captivity, 
 before she became the River God- 
 dess of the Britons. 
 
 It was about three thousand years 
 ago that Hymyr, the Hun, descended 
 with his savage violence, and laid 
 waste the beautiful country along 
 the banks of the river Albis in 
 Germany. As part of his booty, 
 Hymyr carried off the beautiful 
 daughter of the German king to 
 be his slave. The wild Hun con- 
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 tinued his destruction along the 
 coast of Frigia until he reached the 
 rich island of Albion, newly named 
 Briton from its king Brutus. He 
 sailed up the coast to the province 
 called Albany, and landing there 
 with his fierce sea-robbers easily 
 defeated Albanactus, the King, and 
 drove him from his realm. Hymyr 
 and his men then revelled in the 
 halls of Albanactus in heedless 
 security. It was a joyous place, 
 this land of the Britons, and the 
 Huns had no thought of care for 
 the morrow. 
 
 Meanwhile the defeated Alba- 
 nactus had secured the aid of his 
 brother, King Locrinus of Loegria. 
 The two brothers and their armies 
 fell upon the Huns in the midst of 
 their revels, and, killing Hymyr, 
 took his followers captive. Then 
 all the treasure from Hymyr's ships 
 
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 was laid before the two kings. 
 There were costly garments, precious 
 vessels, bronze, gold, and armour, 
 spoils of many palaces. And as 
 the two brothers admired, lo, one 
 brought the fair captive, Princess 
 Esyllt, daughter of the German 
 King. '* When the eyes of Locrinus 
 lighted on her, albeit her look was 
 bent on the ground, and her long 
 hair almost hid her features, love 
 suddenly flooded his soul, and he 
 stood like one smitten by the power- 
 ful wand of a magician." To his 
 brother Albanactus, he gladly gave 
 all the gold and riches, satisfied to 
 have but Esyllt for his own. He 
 wooed her for his wife, and took 
 her back with him to his kingdom. 
 It seems, however, that this Locrinus 
 had previously promised Corineus, 
 the giant king of the Welch, to 
 take to wife his daughter Guendolen. 
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 But Locrinus did not love this 
 daughter of the Welch king. Never- 
 theless, when Corineus heard of 
 Locrinus' marriage to Esyllt, he 
 was exceeding wroth and prepared 
 to march against Locrinus, and 
 punish him for the insult he had 
 offered him and his daughter. 
 
 King Locrinus, hearing of his 
 coming, and boding ill of the issue, 
 privily hid his wife Esyllt in a 
 shepherd's hut, and caused a rumor 
 to be spread throughout his kingdom 
 that the Queen had suddenly died. 
 These tidings met Corineus on the 
 way, and somewhat slaked his 
 fury. He proceeded, however, and 
 forced Locrinus, on pain of death, 
 to fulfill his pledge and marry his 
 daughter. The king, with a heavy 
 heart, assented and formed an un- 
 happy marriage with the haughty 
 Guendolen. 
 
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 The Queen Esyllt meanwhile tar- 
 ried sadly in the shepherd's hut, 
 wearying for the coming of her lord. 
 She bore the time patiently, yet 
 longed for his return. She had 
 heard the shepherd tell of the 
 terrible happenings at the palace, and 
 she lay awake the nights, weep- 
 ing and praying the gods to pro- 
 tect her lord and restore him to 
 her in the fullness of his love. 
 
 Fearing the jealous eye of Guen- 
 dolen, Locrinus fitted up a secret 
 chamber which had been curiously 
 contrived years before by his father 
 Brutus, for the deposit of treasure. 
 Thither one night he brought his 
 beautiful Esyllt. She had not been 
 many days in this dark chamber 
 when a daughter was born to her. 
 The little Sabrina, as the Queen 
 Esyllt named her, pined not for 
 what she knew not of. The pale 
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 light of the lamp which burnt night 
 and day in the dark chamber 
 could not ripen the color in her 
 cheeks or waken the laughter on 
 her lips, as the goodly sun does. 
 She became a child of captivity, 
 yet not unhappy even in her darkened 
 life. For seven long years she 
 dwelt in this secret chamber. Only 
 through the words of her guarding 
 mother did she learn aught of the 
 outer world. Sabrina grew most 
 beautiful, with a beauty of sur- 
 passing sweetness, unknown in sun- 
 kissed mortals. 
 
 At the end of seven years the 
 mighty king Corineus died, and 
 straightway Locrinus put away the 
 haughty Guendolen, with whom 
 life had become unbearable, and 
 he took back to him on his throne 
 the beautiful Queen Esyllt for whom 
 he had waited so long. Again 
 
 joy filled the halls the palace. 
 
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 The beauty of the little Sabrina 
 won praise from all the court; but 
 the glory of the upper world was 
 well nigh too much for the child. 
 She hid herself from the light and 
 sounds of the palace and the at- 
 tention of the courtiers. She lan- 
 guished for the still chamber which 
 had so long been her home. Her 
 nature craved the sunless life, 
 the life of captivity. She was most 
 gentle of speech, and a sweet smile 
 played continually over her face, 
 like moonlight on the waters. 
 
 When Sabrina had grown to 
 woman's estate, tidings came that 
 the haughty Guendolen had re- 
 turned to her father's kingdom, 
 and now with a large army was 
 marching eastward, vowing to slay 
 Locrinus, and take Esyllt and Sa- 
 brina captive. The King hurriedly 
 marshalled his army, and taking 
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 Esyllt and the Princess with him, 
 marched boldly to meet the army 
 of Guendolen on his frontier. A 
 fierce battle ensued, in which Locrin- 
 us was struck down by an arrow, 
 and in the subsequent rout of his 
 army Sabrina and her mother were 
 captured. The haughty daughter 
 of Corineus gloried in her victory, 
 heaping insults on the dead king 
 and reviling the two women who 
 stood trembling before her. As they 
 answered not her charges, Guen- 
 dolen ordered them without more 
 ado to be flung into the river that 
 was flowing hard by. As six fierce 
 warriors sprang forward to seize 
 them, Sabrina gazed pleadingly into 
 the face of her mother, who there- 
 upon lifting her head looked straight 
 into the eyes of her captor, this 
 daughter of Corineus, and spake 
 thus, " Princess, if I have wronged 
 
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 thee, the gods have richly avenged 
 thee, seeing that I did it unwillingly, 
 yea, even unwittingly. The fate 
 thou adjudgest to me and to this 
 child is indeed a merciful one; 
 I seek not to change it it is far, 
 far better to fall thus into the hands 
 of the gods; but add to it yet this 
 boon, let not the hands of thy 
 warriors come upon the maiden, 
 seeing that she is a Princess and 
 a daughter of the noble Locrinus. 
 Behold, we go whither thou bidst 
 us, and may the merciful gods 
 receive us!" 
 
 Thus speaking she walked down 
 the green meadow to the amber 
 stream, Sabrina walking lightly by 
 her side. And as they came to 
 the brink and the murmuring waters 
 kissed their feet, the two women 
 turned their faces to the setting 
 sun which was touching the purple 
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 hills with radiant splendor. Sabrina 
 silently saluted it before long she 
 would be there. As in a dream 
 she saw herself a queen there 
 in the land of the setting sun, and 
 at her feet many followers, of a 
 different race than these whom 
 she was now leaving forever. Esyllt 
 bowed her head joyfully, for she 
 could see Locrinus beckoning, and 
 a vision of future happiness blotted 
 out the terror of the moment. After 
 mother and child had silently em- 
 braced each other, hand in hand 
 they bravely plunged into the cold 
 bosom of the stream, sank, and no 
 one saw them more. But the name 
 of the beautiful princess clung ever 
 to the stream, and men as they 
 wander by the glassy Severn in 
 Old England dream, even yet, of 
 the gentle Sabrina, who became 
 a Goddess of the river and of the 
 
 Britons. 
 
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 Sabrina remained for a time in 
 those halls of the River Gods, 
 harkening ever to the cry of the 
 innocent, and lending her help to 
 the honest and virtuous. But one 
 thing the Britons did not know, 
 that in the course of time, tiring 
 of the society of the other Gods 
 of the river, Sabrina roamed to 
 the land of the setting sun, the land 
 toward which she had looked so 
 longingly as she stepped into the 
 cold waters of the Severn. Mean- 
 while for long ages had elapsed 
 this land had become America, 
 and was peopled with men who 
 had need of her gracious presence. 
 And thus it happened that among 
 these purple hills of New England 
 she appeared to a few men of 
 Amherst College, and in a vision 
 spake to them, " I am the Goddess 
 Sabrina, the Goddess of Truth and 
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 Loyalty. The old statue which 
 once graced your Campus and now 
 lies hidden in an old barn, I have 
 chosen for my abode. Henceforth, 
 that statue shall be more than a mere 
 bronze form. I shall breathe into 
 it my spirit, and if you will but 
 cherish the statue and do it honor, 
 I shall be your Goddess forever." 
 With those words Sabrina vanished, 
 the dream was dispelled, and when 
 morning came the men were not 
 unmindful of the vision. 
 
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 was in the year 1857 that 
 Governor Joel Hayden of Massa- 
 chusetts gave a sum of money to 
 Amherst College for the erection 
 of a bronze statue of the Goddess 
 Sabrina. The original from which 
 this copy was made is at Shrewsbury, 
 England. The statue presented to 
 the college was made in 1857. 
 Its weight is three hundred and 
 fifty pounds; it is four and a half 
 feet high. The college valued the 
 gift highly, and placed it in the 
 center of a flower-bed on the Cam- 
 pus, at the foot of the terrace, 
 midway between North College 
 Dormitory and the Octagon. There 
 it remained for a number of years 
 in peaceful solitude. The sum- 
 mers came and went, but they were 
 all the same to Sabrina. Storm 
 and sunshine passed over her with 
 like effect. Her garment of driven 
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 snow suited her as beautifully as 
 did the pearly raindrops of summer. 
 She continued to sit amidst the 
 flowers of the garden, always smil- 
 ing upon the students as they passed 
 to their college duties. 
 
 The statue rested upon a large 
 brownstone base, about two feet 
 high, four and a half feet long, 
 and three wide. On the front of 
 this stone the students read every 
 morning on their way to Chapel, 
 the words, 
 
 PRESENTED 
 
 BY 
 JOEL HAYDEN 
 
 OF 
 HAYDENVILLE. 
 
 This block now stands in the 
 rear of the new Observatory, on 
 Snell Street. 
 
 After several years, the students 
 began to take more notice of Sabrina. 
 About 1 860, a certain energetic 
 
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 student stole some clothing from 
 a line in the rear of the girls' school 
 then conducted in Amherst and 
 proceeded, one morning, to dress 
 Sabrina in this apparel. Dr. Hitch- 
 cock saw and chased the student, 
 who in jumping a fence caught his 
 coat on a picket and hung there 
 until Dr. Hitchcock apprehended 
 him. The youth was severely rep- 
 rimanded by a committee of the 
 Faculty, and the morning after a 
 huge gash was found in Sabrina's 
 cheek where the malignant student 
 had avenged himself with the aid 
 of an axe. Sabrina felt deeply 
 this insult but with some skillful 
 hammering the wound was healed. 
 Later the class of '70, after the 
 Faculty had expelled one of their 
 classmates, gave her a shining coat 
 of whitewash. Others took pity 
 on her nudity and, at different 
 
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 times, painted articles of clothing, 
 bright red shawls or blue stock- 
 ings, and at times she was adorned 
 with a hat or a cloak. Between 
 1876 and 1880, she changed color 
 capriciously from black to white 
 and white to black, running the 
 gamut of the rainbow. When the 
 tar walks were being laid in the 
 town, she was rudely taken from 
 her stone pedestal and plunged 
 headfirst into the soft tar. Soon 
 after, however, she reappeared, 
 smiling brightly as ever from the 
 center of the flower garden. 
 
 One year the class of '77 carried 
 her off for almost a week. She 
 was returned, however, in good 
 condition. " And then President 
 Stearns opened the vials of his 
 sarcasm on poor '77, wishing them 
 to understand that they had done 
 nothing at all original, for Sabrina 
 
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 SABRINA IN THE FLOWER BED
 
 had been courted many times before, 
 and that about once every year." 
 The mystic ceremonies of the modern 
 cult of Sabrina were to be developed 
 later. In this early period, the 
 stunts were performed by individuals 
 rather than classes. On one occa- 
 sion " the good people of Amherst 
 were rudely called to their windows 
 by a most unusual racket to see 
 the major part of the college in an 
 unofficial parade, cheering vocifer- 
 ously and carrying an improvised 
 platform on which Sabrina was 
 seated, draped in a beautiful coat 
 of whitewash, still hardly dry." 
 The procession toured the village 
 common and finally returned Sabrina 
 to her home among the flowers. 
 
 One morning, in 1878, she ap- 
 peared on top of the Octagon, 
 calmly holding a rag baby labeled 
 *'81." This was the first time 
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 in the history of the statue when 
 it figured to any great extent as a 
 class venture. This escapade of 
 hers, in which she had the kind 
 assistance of the class of '80, was 
 only the beginning of a number 
 of such performances on her part. 
 '82 planned an elaborate Class 
 Supper and having stolen Sabrina 
 at night, toasted her as the guest 
 of honor at the banquet. '83 was 
 very rough and ungentle, and after 
 a decisive victory over Williams 
 in baseball, threw her into the 
 college well. The college authori- 
 ties had considerable difficulty in 
 securing an efficient rescue party, 
 and Sabrina dwelt in the well 
 for several days. She was finally 
 rescued, however, apparently none 
 the worse for the cold plunge.
 
 Such episodes occurred every year 
 or so after some big victory. Sa- 
 brina, however, never seemed to 
 mind, though her exterior began 
 to look just a trifle battered. 
 
 The college authorities, of course, 
 tried to put an end to this fun, 
 but with little success. Sabrina 
 stood there patiently year after year, 
 except for intermittent reigns of 
 terror. One day a number of stu- 
 dents dragged the statue to the top 
 of Chapel Tower. Several times 
 she was found greeting a class 
 in the morning, from the top of 
 some professor's desk. From time 
 to time she was adorned with every 
 shade of war paint. Such indig- 
 nities grew in number every year, 
 and the bronze statue was so woe- 
 fully treated after every victory 
 that the authorities of the college 
 at last decided to be rid of her, 
 
 45
 
 and so put an end to all such 
 pranks. Consequently, in 1 884, 
 the President drew " Professor 
 Charlie," the janitor of the college, 
 aside, and told him to take the 
 statue from the Campus and break 
 it up. 
 
 Now Professor Charlie, as he 
 was called, was a good old darky 
 who was employed about the col- 
 lege grounds to take care of things 
 in general, and to see that the 
 pranks the students played were 
 not too destructive. He was about 
 the college from 1850 to 1890. 
 He was always absolutely faithful 
 to his duties and never told tales 
 on either the students or the faculty. 
 But whenever the boys tried to pull 
 off a trick, Professor Charlie was 
 always around early in the morn- 
 ing to see that the scene of action 
 was put to rights before any one 
 
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 was about. It was the soft answer 
 that turned away wrath, for the 
 students could not be angry with 
 him he was only doing his duty. 
 One night the students stole the 
 clapper out of the Chapel bell. 
 Somehow, Professor Charlie found 
 it out before morning, and was up 
 in the tower bright and early with 
 a new clapper. And when the bell 
 rang the same as usual, the students 
 could not understand how it hap- 
 pened. Again this stunt was at- 
 tempted, but with the same result. 
 Finally, Professor Charlie told the 
 boys that they might as well quit 
 for he had enough clappers to 
 provide the Chapel bell for a year. 
 At another time some students had 
 stolen all the prayer-books from 
 the Chapel the evening before, 
 so that prayers might not be held 
 the next morning. Professor Char- 
 47
 
 lie discovered it about a half 
 hour before chapel. He quietly 
 went over to the house of President 
 Seelye and slipped a note under 
 his door, saying that the President 
 had better bring a small prayer- 
 book with him that morning. The 
 President took the hint, and so 
 prayers were conducted as usual, 
 and the students never knew why 
 their plot had been unsuccessful. 
 
 Well, it was this good-souled 
 old darky, whom President Seelye 
 told to smash the statue. Pro- 
 fessor Charlie took pity, however, 
 because Sabrina was " such a beau- 
 tiful thing," and instead of breaking 
 it up, he hid it under a pile of hay 
 in his old barn on Snell Street, 
 away below Blake Field. There 
 it remained undisturbed for two 
 years. 
 
 It was during mid-winter of the 
 
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 "PROF." CHARLIE AND THE COLLEGE WELL
 
 year 1886 that the "Goddess" 
 Sabrina wandered into the snow- 
 covered hills of New England, 
 and a little later appeared in a 
 dream to two men of the class of '90, 
 Duffey and Ingalls, and it is said 
 by those who know that "these two 
 men were just the right ones to be 
 favored with such a supernatural 
 manifestation." For they immedi- 
 ately set out to find her, and from 
 that time on the oft-mutilated statue 
 was deified, and ever since has 
 been a living Goddess, and for 
 seventeen years the Goddess of the 
 Even Classes. 
 
 Duffey and Ingalls, the men '90 
 to whom Sabrina appeared in a (1886-1890) 
 dream, were not " disobedient unto 
 the vision." They were living in 
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 their Freshmen year at Guernsey's, 
 on the road to old Blake Field. 
 They learned from these people 
 the previous history of Sabrina 
 and were told that because of the 
 frequent abuse of the statue the 
 college had caused it to be removed, 
 and that rumor held that Professor 
 Charlie still had it in his house 
 down the road. DufTey and Ingalls 
 told the news to Raymond '90 
 and the three planned a raid on 
 Prof. Charlie's house. As it hap- 
 pened, E. B. Child, also of the 
 class of '90, learned the same story 
 at about the same time from some 
 town-folk who hung about the black- 
 smith's shop in town, and according 
 to them suspicion pointed strongly 
 to Professor Charlie as the man 
 who had the statue, so Child, 
 Duffey, Raymond and Ingalls 
 planned a raid. 
 
 50
 
 The stealing occurred Sunday 
 night, June 19, 1887, which was 
 '90's Freshman year. It was at the 
 time that the Central Massachusetts 
 Railroad from Amherst to Northamp- 
 ton was in process of construction. 
 Near Prof. Charlie's house there 
 was a camp of Italian workmen. 
 A couple of the '90 men went down 
 comparatively early to look over 
 the ground. As they neared the 
 house, Prof. Charlie appeared on 
 the scene. There was consternation 
 for a minute till one of the boys 
 conceived the idea of asking Charlie 
 to direct them to the Italian camp. 
 This excuse passed as an explana- 
 tion for the presence of the boys 
 in that part of town at that hour. 
 At any rate it allayed Charlie's 
 suspicions, if he had any, and he 
 went on his way to the village to 
 prayer meeting. 
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 After dark, Duffey, Durgin, Ingalls, 
 Child and Raymond, gathered at 
 Charlie's house, and no one being 
 at home, they searched the house. 
 It was first assumed that the barn 
 could not be the hiding place of 
 Sabrina, since rumor had it that 
 the old darky had secluded her 
 safely in the house. They got into 
 the house through the cellar and 
 searched the entire place, to no 
 avail of course. They then tried 
 the barn. Unfastening the doors, 
 one of the men struck a match. At 
 the first glimmer of light Ingalls 
 noticed a piece of white cloth which 
 appeared to have been thrown over 
 an image of some kind. They 
 quickly shifted the pieces of harness 
 which hung near, pulled off the 
 cloth, and three or four grasped the 
 statue, and carried it as quietly 
 and quickly as possible from the 
 
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 barn. Avoiding the house they 
 started off through the fields and 
 got into freshly plowed ground. 
 They were soon winded, especially 
 the man who was carrying the head 
 end all alone, he " will never forget 
 that as long as he lives." The 
 statue weighs at least 300 pounds. 
 Ingalls hurried off to get Guernsey's 
 wheelbarrow, and after that the 
 going was much easier. With Sa- 
 brina in the wheelbarrow, they 
 quickly took her to Guernsey's house, 
 where they left her in the cellar 
 over night. 
 
 That night, or rather the early 
 morning of June 20th, a big celebra- 
 tion had been planned. '90 had 
 nailed its class pennant to the flag 
 pole on Chapel Tower, and had 
 effectually barricaded the stairway. 
 Funds had been collected for an 
 elaborate re-introduction of Sabrina 
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 to the college at that time. '89, 
 however, discovered the plans too 
 soon, and the affair dissolved itself 
 into a free-for-all fight for the 
 possession of Chapel Tower and 
 the flag. It was a fierce contest, and 
 the stairway leading to the top was 
 destroyed. Harrison had his leg 
 broken in jumping from a window, 
 subsequent to the report that the 
 Faculty were coming. The pos- 
 sibility of a surprise appearance of 
 Sabrina was eliminated. Conse- 
 quently, early that morning, the 
 statue was taken to the old attic in 
 Guernsey's house, and there it re- 
 mained until Commencement time 
 of their Sophomore year, 1 888. 
 
 Meanwhile the class of '90 had 
 formed the intention of having Sa- 
 brina at their class banquet in 
 New London, and to Kimball of 
 that class was assigned a toast 
 
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 on Sabrina. "Charles Wells, '91, 
 heard through the register of his 
 room several Sophomores talking 
 in a study below, and he managed 
 to gather from the hushed voices 
 that they were going to take some- 
 thing, then in the attic of Guern- 
 sey's house, to their class banquet. 
 Wells waited long enough to hear 
 some of their final arrangements, 
 and then he hurried off to tell two 
 other members of '91, Allen and 
 Hammond, and together they 
 planned a capture. '90 as a class 
 had already taken the train for the 
 dinner, leaving the care of Sabrina 
 in the hands of only four men. 
 On the appointed day about ten 
 men of the class of '91 gathered 
 in Wells' room on Woodside Avenue. 
 Among these were Morris, Hamilton, 
 Crosier, Knight, Woodruff, Luding- 
 ton, Hammond, and Crocker. Old 
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 Guernsey with two husky Sophs 
 on the seat soon appeared, driving 
 a wagon containing the bulky form 
 of Sabrina wrapped in a gunny sack. 
 In front of Wells' house, Kimball 
 of '90 and another man of that 
 class joined the expressman. The 
 '91 men followed under cover of 
 the trees. At the road leading from 
 Woodside Avenue up to Chapel, 
 the Sophs left the team for some 
 unknown reason and cut across 
 the hill to the Central Vermont 
 Station, thus leaving the statue un- 
 protected." This was a signal for 
 the '91 men. As soon as the Sophs 
 were around the corner they sprang 
 out from hiding. Three of them 
 seized Guernsey and held the horse, 
 while others moved Sabrina into 
 a buggy which Crozier and Morris 
 had found up by " Tip's " Lab, and 
 had brought down the hill in the 
 
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 front of Chapel just in the nick 
 of time, as old Guernsey was 
 being waylaid. Wells and Allen 
 were soon on the Hamp Road with 
 this ' borrowed team ' at a gallop, 
 and the plan of the class of '90 to 
 take Sabrina to their class dinner 
 and resurrect her glorified form in 
 special festivities came to naught. 
 Some of the fellows wandered down 
 to the Central Vermont Station, and 
 were there when old Guernsey came 
 jogging along with his empty wagon. 
 Dunham, Fahy, and some other 
 fellows were standing there, and 
 their consternation when they saw 
 the empty wagon is better imagined 
 than described. 
 
 ' Where is it?" they angrily de- 
 manded of the old man. 
 
 ' They got it," he meekly replied. 
 
 " Who got it?" 
 
 " I guess they was Freshmen." 
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 The rest of the conversation is 
 better imagined than printed. It 
 has never been reported what was 
 said in Kimball's toast to Sabrina 
 that night at New London but 
 '91 never cared. 
 
 'Wells and Allen, '91, mean- 
 while were fast approaching the 
 Connecticut with their fair burden. 
 By the time they reached the river 
 the horse was well-nigh exhausted 
 and, fearing pursuit, they drove 
 up stream a little way and dumped 
 Sabrina into the river. Then they 
 drove back to Amherst only to be 
 met half-way by the irate owner 
 of the rig, who threatened suit for 
 horse-stealing, damages for injury 
 done to the horse, and a whole 
 lot of other disagreeable things. 
 It is said that he was paid a nominal 
 sum for the unbargained rent of his 
 horse and buggy. At any rate no 
 
 suit was brought." 
 
 58
 
 Sabrina slept that summer under 
 the cool waters of the Connecticut, 
 sunken well out of sight. " In the 
 fall, when the excitement had qui- 
 eted down, Wells fished her out 
 of the Connecticut and took her 
 to his home in Hatfield, where she 
 was boarded up in a room without 
 any doors, there to remain until 
 the Sophomore banquet of the class 
 of '91, at New London, Conn. 
 The following is a poem descriptive 
 of the preceding episode which 
 was published in the '91 Olio. 
 It is entitled " Sabrina." 
 
 The summer term was closing fast, 
 When through old Amherst village passed 
 The Class of Ninety, on the road 
 To the depot with their precious load, 
 Sabrina. 
 
 For now, indeed, 'twas their intent 
 To add to joy and merriment 
 By taking, their festive board to grace, 
 The maiden with the pretty face, 
 
 Sabrina. 
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 This fact has oft come to our ken, 
 The best laid plans of mice and men 
 Do fail. And this was just the case 
 With Ninety and that form of grace, 
 Sabrina. 
 
 For to the Class of Ninety-One 
 Thejmowledge of their plan had come, 
 And each man solemnly declared 
 " This toast to-night shall not be heard, 
 Sabrina." 
 
 So when Old Guernsey, in his cart, 
 For the New London Northern made a start 
 With that fair Goddess snug within, 
 At once the Freshmen howled like sin, 
 " Sabrina." 
 
 " Deter me not," the old man said, 
 In mortal terror for his head, 
 " The power of Ninety is great and wide," 
 But loud a clarion voice replied, 
 " Sabrina." 
 
 And e'en before the dear old man 
 Had really grasped their wicked plan, 
 He heard mid sounds of trampling feet 
 A voice which cried far up the street, 
 " Sabrina." 
 
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 They drove the maid o'er hill and dale 
 Until they reached a gloomy vale, 
 And then without a hymn or prayer, 
 In silence grim, they buried there, 
 Sabrina. 
 
 The Sophomores they cussed and swore 
 Of oaths some ninety gross or more; 
 But to their supper had to go 
 Without the girl they'd longed for so, 
 Sabrina. 
 
 And if to-day you wish to cloy 
 Some dainty little Ninety boy, 
 It always works for reasons clear, 
 To whisper softly in his ear, 
 " Sabrina!" 
 
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 '91 C> June, 1889, the class of '91 
 (1887-1889) had its Sophomore banquet at Watch 
 Hill, R. I. Sabrina was in at- 
 tendance and was cheered and 
 honored as never before. The class 
 chartered a tug and after a trip 
 about the Sound followed the Yale- 
 Harvard boat race with Sabrina 
 still seated proudly in a place of 
 honor in the bow. The day was 
 fair and the charming Goddess 
 caused quite a sensation among the 
 followers of the race. Many were the 
 questions asked among the crowd, 
 and strange to say none knew who 
 the fair figure was. H. C. Crocker 
 was acting as guardian. That even- 
 ing she was taken by train to 
 Westerly, R. I., and then to Watch 
 Hill by wagon. She appeared dur- 
 ing the banquet about three o'clock 
 in the morning, carried by four men 
 who walked around the tables with 
 
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 Sabrma on their shoulders, while 
 the '91 men sang, 
 
 Sabrina, Sabrina, we drink to thee, 
 And every son of '9 1 will in the chorus be. 
 
 Sabrma, according to the '91 men, 
 seemed to like their company much 
 better than that of the class of '90. 
 This is not printed as authentic, 
 however. 
 
 '90 and '92 made many attempts '93 
 to recapture Sabrina, but to no (1899-1891) 
 avail. The '91 men proved ardent 
 and capable guardians and, " in 
 the fall of 1 889 she was handed 
 to the then Freshman class of '93, 
 who kept her during the fall and 
 winter in the same barn in Hatfield, 
 at the home of Wells, '91. In 
 February of 1 890, Sabrina was 
 taken by wagon at midnight from 
 Hatfield to Northampton, and from 
 there shipped to Springfield, where 
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 she was present at the '93 Freshman 
 class supper. During this year she 
 was under the direct charge of 
 Schauffler, then president of the 
 class, who kept her under a haymow 
 in a barn at Claremont, New 
 Hampshire. Later she was given 
 into the charge of the Class Execu- 
 tive Committee." 
 
 Plans were then made by '93 
 for a Sophomore banquet in Boston, 
 in June, 1891. "For about a 
 year prior to this time, Sabrina 
 had been kept in a deposit ware- 
 house in Springfield, Mass. The 
 duty of taking Sabrina from Spring- 
 field to the class dinner in Boston 
 was entrusted to a committee. By 
 lot it was arranged that James 
 Breed should take the statue to 
 Boston, and that E. R. Houghton 
 should bring her back to Spring- 
 field, and see that she was again 
 
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 placed in the warehouse. Breed at- 
 tended to the boxing and taking 
 of the statue to Boston, and accom- 
 panied her in the express car, 
 the box having been addressed to 
 him at Boston." Sabrina appeared 
 safe and sound at the banquet, and 
 was duly toasted, cheered, and 
 kissed. In the light of subsequent 
 happenings and the vociferous dis- 
 approval of Sabrina by all present- 
 day odd classmen, the following 
 selection from the '93 Olio, pub- 
 lished before she was stolen, is 
 interesting as a proof that it is all 
 a question of whether one is on 
 the inside looking out or the outside 
 looking in. At any rate, Sabrina 
 was well loved by '93, their dinner 
 was a great success, and this is what 
 they said: 
 
 " Shall we, who at that time 
 looked upon our ' fostering divinity,' 
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 ever forget her as she sat at the 
 head of the table, surrounded with 
 beautiful flowers? Can we fully 
 realize what an odd and capricious 
 fate has been hers? What con- 
 trasts of life her homes have af- 
 forded! From the unbroken still- 
 ness of the haymow, and the damp 
 silence of the cellar, she has been 
 placed among rushing waters at 
 the bottom of the Connecticut, and 
 again carried over the land, in 
 the dead of night, by the swift 
 locomotivej She has seen the ter- 
 rors of the dark forest contrasted 
 with the gay lighted table, the 
 feast and the songs! But through 
 all these vicissitudes she has re- 
 mained and will remain, let us 
 hope, through more tranquil years, 
 ' our fostering divinity, Sabrina.' ' 
 After this banquet in Boston, 
 which was at the old Tremont 
 
 66
 
 House, Hough ton " took charge of 
 the statue, rubbed out the address 
 ' Boston ' and inserted ' Springfield ' 
 in its place." Then he reshipped 
 it by the American Express Co. to 
 Springfield, but did not personally 
 accompany the statue, planning in- 
 stead to go to that city by way of 
 Amherst the next day to see to 
 removing it to a place of conceal- 
 ment. Meanwhile, things had been 
 happening in Amherst, and this is 
 why Houghton found no Sabrina 
 waiting for him the next day in 
 Springfield. 
 
 The class of '94 was now in its '94 
 Freshman year. It was an energetic (1891-1894) 
 class and had determined to capture 
 Sabrina. A committee was ap- 
 pointed and charged with the duty 
 of rescuing her from '93, the then 
 Sophomore class. Nothing was 
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 known of her until one day late in the 
 spring President Wood of '94 
 learned through his well organized 
 system of scouts that the banquet 
 was being held in the Tremont 
 House at Boston. Several other 
 men of '94, who were intensely 
 interested in the subject, as soon 
 as they heard of the banquet, formed 
 a pool and sent Ben Hyde well 
 financed, to Boston, with the sole 
 instruction to get Sabrina. " Hyde 
 went to Boston and found that the 
 '93 men had really been at the 
 Tremont House the night before. 
 By a judicious use of gold he suc- 
 ceeded in extracting from the head 
 porter of the hotel the fact that a 
 large box had been shipped that 
 morning to Springfield in the name 
 of E. R. Houghton. Hyde took 
 the first train to Springfield, walked 
 into the American Express Office, 
 
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 apparently in a terrible hurry, and 
 asked if a large case had been 
 received from Boston, addressed to 
 E. R. Houghton. The clerk an- 
 swered in the affirmative and said 
 it was in the back room. If you 
 have ever sat in a little game with 
 four spades and one heart, you will 
 appreciate that Hyde had to think 
 quickly and put up a good bluff 
 if he was to win. He put up the 
 bluff and it went." He asked the 
 clerk if he had not received his 
 telegram to ship the box immedi- 
 ately back to Boston. The clerk 
 said he had not, but that the head 
 clerk was out and he would look 
 through the files. Hyde realized 
 his chance and pursued the fellow 
 relentlessly, telling him he must 
 have received the telegram, and 
 that it was a matter of serious con- 
 sequence to all concerned to have 
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 delayed the return of the box. By 
 this time Hyde had the poor clerk 
 pretty well scared, and since of 
 course no telegram could be found, 
 Hyde gave a dramatic oath, and 
 demanded when the next train went 
 to Boston. The clerk hurriedly 
 looked at his watch. By good 
 luck there was one going in fifteen 
 minutes. Hyde demanded if he 
 could get it on that train for him. 
 An empty express wagon was stand- 
 ing at the door, and Hyde gave 
 the man a dollar to take the box 
 at once to the train. Ben Hyde 
 then signed a receipt in his own 
 name, the frightened clerk not notic- 
 ing that it was not the name to 
 which the box had been addressed. 
 In ten minutes the statue was on 
 the train, bound for Boston again. 
 On the way, Hyde decided upon 
 his subsequent plan of action. At 
 
 70
 
 Worcester he sent a telegram to an 
 old colored fellow in his father's 
 employ in Boston, to meet him at 
 the train with a wagon, and to say 
 nothing to any one of the instructions. 
 Hyde had known this old servant 
 for a long time and was confident 
 that he could be trusted; in many 
 ways too he was an extremely 
 valuable man, for he knew Boston 
 thoroughly. The darky met him 
 at the station and the two drove 
 away with the box. Hardly had 
 they taken it from the train, when 
 the news leaked out, and for a 
 few days there was the liveliest 
 kind of a time keeping ahead of the 
 detectives. It was not quite so 
 simple as one might think to conceal 
 a box of that size. The old darky, 
 however, proved invaluable. He 
 knew lots of hiding places in and 
 out of Boston; so Hyde told him 
 
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 the whole story and promised him 
 a big sum of money if he would 
 move the box every day and make 
 sure that the detectives did not 
 get hold of it. The old man liked 
 the proposition; perhaps it roused 
 his fighting blood. At any rate, 
 he fulfilled his duties to the letter. 
 First he hid the statue in an old 
 blacksmith's shop in Cambridge. 
 Two days later he moved it to the 
 cellar of a colored Poker Club. 
 Then Sabrina spent a couple of 
 days hidden among the wharves of 
 the big city, labelled " machinery." 
 From the wharves, the darky took 
 the box to the cellar of an old house 
 in the South End of Boston. 
 
 Meanwhile, Hyde had returned 
 to Amherst, only to find that the 
 Express Company had a warrant 
 out for his arrest, and that '93 had 
 raised a sum of money to finance a . 
 
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 search for Sabrina. Hyde quickly 
 disappeared, supposedly to Boston; 
 but in reality he went to New York 
 and jumped on a steamer bound 
 for Europe, just as it was leaving 
 the dock, and spent the next two 
 or three months abroad waiting 
 for the excitement to die out. Only 
 two men of '94 knew until his 
 return where he had gone. 
 
 The '93 Committee had urged 
 the Express Company to get out 
 the warrant for Hyde's arrest, and 
 they and the detectives were only 
 twenty-four hours behind him in 
 their search. As soon as Hyde 
 had slipped through their fingers, 
 they turned all their attention to 
 finding the statue. The Express 
 Company traced it to the darky 
 in Hyde's father's office. Detec- 
 tives appeared one day in that 
 office and threatened the old servant 
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 with immediate arrest. The latter, 
 however, had not been around a 
 law office all his life for nothing. 
 He was pretty sure that they had 
 only a suspicion at the most, so he 
 denied everything and paid no at- 
 tention to their threats. After the 
 detectives had left, he went to one 
 of the members of the firm for reas- 
 surance and told him the whole 
 story. This member promised 
 secrecy and advised the darky to 
 bluff it out, and ask them for the 
 warrant if they ever tried to arrest 
 him. The old fellow found they 
 had no warrant for him, so he 
 remained firm to his word to Hyde. 
 The rest of the '94 Committee were 
 soon in touch with him with some 
 more money, and thus clinched 
 things. 
 
 Naturally Hyde's father looked 
 into the matter a little, and found 
 
 74
 
 that the statue had been received 
 as stolen property by '93 and that 
 it had been taken from Amherst 
 College by the class of '90. Hyde 
 Sr., being at that time a trustee 
 of the college, went to one of the 
 officials of the Express Company, 
 with whom he was well acquainted, 
 and told him the circumstances, 
 showing that the Express Company 
 had no reason to prosecute the mat- 
 ter until Amherst College should 
 request them to do so. For the 
 statue was the property of the college 
 and the class of '93 had no claim 
 on it whatever. Accordingly the 
 matter was dropped by the Express 
 Company, and '93 was left to fight 
 out the battle alone. 
 
 Upon hearing that the affair had 
 been settled so far as the legal side 
 was concerned, Ben Hyde returned 
 from Europe and was fittingly wel- 
 
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 corned by the men of his class, in 
 recognition of his services to the 
 good cause. Thus to these old 
 Amherst men of '94 are all present- 
 day Sabrina men indebted for that 
 inestimable privilege of their college 
 life. 
 
 After Hyde's return, the colored 
 guardian pro tem.was duly rewarded, 
 and the statue was officially turned 
 over to the President of '94, " Doc " 
 Stone. " A committee proceeded 
 at once to lay plans for a Sophomore 
 banquet at which Sabrina should 
 be present. A difficulty to contend 
 with of course was not only the 
 activity of '93 but the chance that 
 that class might induce the Express 
 Company to again take legal proceed- 
 ings in order to repossess themselves of 
 the statue, if its location was once dis- 
 covered. For this reason much time 
 was spent by the committee in 
 
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 THE '94 PICTURE OF SABRINA
 
 selecting a proper place for the 
 dinner, and great precautions were 
 taken in order to secure the arrival 
 of the class at the point agreed upon 
 without notice to the others in 
 Amherst. After making personal 
 inspection of many places, it was 
 finally decided that Brattleboro, Ver- 
 mont, was a suitable place; this 
 both because it was near two state 
 lines, so that if '94 came into con- 
 flict with the authorities a rapid 
 change of jurisdiction could be ef- 
 fected, and also because the train 
 schedule at that time rendered pur- 
 suit after seven or eight o'clock in 
 the evening practically impossible; 
 besides, the committee had been 
 able to perfect a plan for removing 
 Sabrina from Brattleboro in a fairly 
 safe way. 
 
 The class was listed in small sec- 
 tions, and each member of the 
 77
 
 committee took charge of a section. 
 On the night agreed upon for the 
 banquet, each of these sections was 
 informed about an hour before the 
 time for departure that a special 
 train would be found waiting on the 
 New London and Northern R. R., 
 between the hat factories. The 
 entire class reached the station with- 
 out exciting suspicion. The lights 
 were all out on the train as it slowly 
 moved into the station and took on 
 its excited passengers." Ned Burn- 
 ham had written a song which we 
 all know as " All Hail, Sabrina 
 Dear!" and '94 sang that song all 
 the way up to the banquet. Many 
 a peaceful hamlet was gently aroused 
 by the soft strains floating out on the 
 still night air, 
 
 All hail! Sabrina dear, 
 
 The Widow of each passing year; 
 
 Long may she live and be 
 
 The Widow of posterity. 
 
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 The class arrived at the Brooks House 
 in Brattleboro at about ten o'clock in 
 the evening, and no notice or alarm 
 had yet been given in Amherst. 
 
 For some time prior to the 
 banquet, "Doc" Stone, then guard- 
 ian of Sabrina, now Dean-elect of 
 Columbia Law School, and Ben 
 Hyde, now a very prominent lawyer 
 in Boston, had scoured the country 
 in the vicinity of Brattleboro with 
 a view to securing a proper place 
 in which to hide Sabrina. Mean- 
 while, through the assistance of 
 E. B. Smith, a '94 man whose 
 home was in Brattleboro, arrange- 
 ments had been made whereby 
 Hyde shipped Sabrina to a certain 
 groceryman in Brattleboro, known 
 to Smith, who received her in a 
 carload of miscellaneous groceries 
 and placed her in the sub-cellar 
 of his store in that village. " Pre- 
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 viously, Hyde and Stone had made 
 arrangements with Hermon C. Har- 
 vey, a well-known citizen of Ches- 
 terfield, New Hampshire, living 
 about eight miles from Brattleboro 
 just over the state line, to have 
 Sabrina secreted under the floor of 
 his barn. Mr. Harvey possessed 
 a large farm near the main high- 
 way running through Brattleboro to 
 Chesterfield, and one of his barns 
 practically opened upon the highway. 
 Stone arranged with him to take up 
 the floor of his barn on the night of 
 the banquet and dig a hole for the re- 
 ception and concealment of Sabrina. 
 On the afternoon of the day of 
 the banquet, through the aid of 
 Smith, these two men hired a pair 
 of horses by the hour, and no 
 questions were asked. In the evening 
 after making the necessary arrange- 
 ments with the groceryman, Stone 
 
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 drove to his store and with the aid 
 of Smith loaded Sabrina into the 
 wagon, and took her to the rear 
 entrance of the Brooks House. He 
 unloaded the statue alone, and finally 
 succeeded in carrying it into a 
 small room adjoining the banquet 
 hall. A few minutes later the class 
 arrived in a body by the special train 
 from Amherst. Sabrina was then 
 unboxed, and formally introduced 
 to the class of '94 amid thunderous 
 applause and the ringing cheers of 
 the banqueters. It was a long time 
 ere the excitement died out, the 
 enthusiasm lasted all through the 
 evening, with songs, toasts and 
 cheers. After each '94 man had 
 warmly embraced Sabrina and 
 kissed her rosy lips, she was loaded 
 into the wagon again, and ac- 
 companied by Hyde, Howe and 
 Smith, Stone drove over the hills 
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 to Mr. Harvey's barn. The night 
 was extremely dark and as there 
 were no lights the team had some 
 narrow escapes before reaching its 
 destination. On the way out of 
 Brattleboro, a rear guard of the 
 football men was left at various 
 points in order to prevent pursuit." 
 
 On arriving at the barn, Stone 
 and Hyde found everything left 
 in readiness by Mr. Harvey. Not 
 knowing, however, the exact dimen- 
 sions of the box, he had not dug the 
 hole large enough, and they found 
 that they could not store her under 
 the floor in the box. Consequently 
 they were obliged to remove Sa- 
 brina from the box, leaving her under 
 the barn floor, covered with hay 
 and chaff. The men replaced the 
 boards as best they could and 
 returned across the state line to 
 Brattleboro, with the empty box. 
 
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 When they reached the Connecticut 
 River, they effaced the marks on 
 the box and threw it into the river. 
 The two men then proceeded to 
 Brattleboro, just as dawn was break- 
 ing, and returned with their class- 
 mates on the special train to Am- 
 herst. 
 
 '94 reached Amherst about seven 
 o'clock, having been away a total 
 of nine hours. They had stolen 
 off so quietly that the college knew 
 nothing of their absence. As the 
 '93 and '95 men came to breakfast 
 that morning, the Sophomores told 
 them glowing stories of the banquet. 
 The odd classmen were inclined to 
 be skeptical and would not believe 
 until they saw the accounts in the 
 papers. Then the fact that several 
 men had missed their room-mates 
 sufficed to convince the doubters 
 that '94 had really had its banquet 
 and had seen Sabrina. 
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 During the next few days, there 
 were many rumors of detective work 
 done in Brattleboro and vicinity, 
 but those in charge felt certain that 
 they had covered their tracks so 
 effectively that there could be no 
 danger of discovery. 
 
 Early in the following fall, how- 
 ever, some excitement was caused 
 by a stranger who met Hyde at an 
 athletic meet in Springfield. The 
 stranger claimed he knew where 
 Sabrina was hidden. Stone was in 
 Amherst that day and Hyde tele- 
 graphed him at once. Stone dis- 
 creetly declined, however, to move 
 or show any interest, and the '93 
 bluff failed. They had had detec- 
 tives watching Stone and if they 
 could scare him into going to 
 Sabrina's hiding place to make cer- 
 tain of her safety, all the detectives 
 would have had to do would have 
 
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 been to follow Stone. Later in the 
 fall, however, about Thanksgiving 
 time, Stone did slip up to Chester- 
 field again, had a box made, and 
 packed Sabrina for shipment. He 
 had her carried over to Hinsdale and 
 from there shipped by freight to 
 Ben Hyde in Boston, under a ficti- 
 tious name. '94 then took up plans 
 to turn Sabrina over to '96, at the 
 latter's Freshman banquet. At the 
 last moment, however; it was decided 
 that the risk was too great, and the 
 actual transfer was not made until 
 the Sophomore banquet of '96. 
 
 ' The class of '96 was in- '96 
 troduced to the service of the gracious (1893-1895) 
 Queen Sabrina immediately upon 
 entering college in the fall of 1892. 
 It was then being openly avowed 
 that the concerted efforts of the 
 odd classes, alumni as well as 
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 student body, would spare neither 
 money nor effort to capture the 
 statue and prevent it from descending 
 from '94 to '96. The latter were 
 told that stern Fate and even the 
 Faculty were against them. Had 
 not the class of '94 by clandestine 
 courtship taken the Queen from the 
 suitors of '93, thereby shocking the 
 Faculty, outraging the business con- 
 ventions of an Express Company, 
 even breaking the iron laws of the 
 old Commonwealth of Massachu- 
 setts? Had not a prize been offered 
 for the capture of the eloping Queen, 
 and dire punishment threatened her 
 suitor, if caught and convicted? 
 Had not ' Old Doc,' amid the 
 vociferations of '94, in the gymnasi- 
 um, pounded more vigorously and 
 shouted more lustily, 'Gentlemen, 
 gentlemen, I must be obeyed. I 
 love you, but I must be obeyed'? 
 
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 Had not the Jove-like Faculty, with 
 a sense of scandalized propriety 
 that a college sport should be car- 
 ried to the infraction of laws, put 
 on its specs in search of a possible 
 victim? The atmosphere was 
 charged with rumors subsequent to 
 the report that Sabrina was really 
 in the hands of '94, that they had 
 stolen her from an express company 
 and had had her at their banquet. 
 Such was the atmosphere through 
 which '96 tried to see its way to 
 its Freshman banquet. 
 
 '96, however, did have its supper. 
 It was in February, 1893, at the 
 Mansion House, Greenfield, Mass. 
 So exciting was this event that 
 later '96 men were almost denied 
 the benefit of a college education. 
 Of course, it was never seriously 
 expected that, as Freshmen, they 
 would have Sabrina so near Old 
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 Amherst. But no chances were 
 taken. Arrangements were being 
 made for a special train on the 
 Vermont Central, to be boarded at 
 the crossing one mile north of the 
 Amherst Station. So far the plans 
 worked like a charm, but as the 
 special slowed up for the embarka- 
 tion, a whoop like that of maddened 
 savages issued from the car. The 
 entire class of '95 and many '93 
 men had preceded '94 as uninvited 
 guests. In some mysterious way 
 they had discovered the time at 
 which the class was to leave town. 
 Fortunately, no one knew where 
 the supper was to be. A whispered 
 suggestion that the guests must be 
 prevented from going to Brattleboro 
 had the right psychological effect. 
 At Millers Falls '96 was ordered 
 off the train and '95 and '93 were 
 formally challenged to wage combat. 
 
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 ' No, no,' cried they, thinking 
 this was a '96 ruse to get them off 
 the train. Immediately upon their 
 exultant refusal, a number of '96 
 men seized and held the doors, 
 while the train was ordered forward 
 at full speed, and all the unwelcome 
 guests were carried out of the way. 
 The odd classmen had been thor- 
 oughly outwitted. The real destina- 
 tion of '96, of course, was Green- 
 field, but the scare had been too 
 great to risk bringing Sabrina into 
 that region, so Stone, '94, did not 
 take her to the banquet. He re- 
 turned her immediately to Boston. 
 
 '96 had a successful banquet 
 otherwise, however. In fact the suc- 
 cess of having outwitted '95 was too 
 much for some of the fellows. Green- 
 field was painted the proverbial red. 
 The next morning, President Gates 
 summoned the leaders of '96 to his 
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 official sanctum, where sat the sheriff 
 of Greenfield, who submitted to the 
 class, bills which ran as follows : 
 
 To one spectacle sign, $10.00 
 
 To one barber pole, 5.00 
 
 To photographer's showcase, 25.00 
 To doorplates, bearing the 
 
 words 'private,* etc., each 3.00 
 
 To napkins, 35.00 
 
 To tea spoons, 50.00 
 
 The reputation of the class would 
 certainly have been ruined had not 
 opportunity been given for a guarded 
 return of the pilfered prizes to the 
 van wagon which toted the relics 
 back to Greenfield. 
 
 Next year, however, during the 
 Winter Term, came the great event, 
 when as Sophomores '96 dined 
 at Nassau, New Hampshire. By 
 special train again, in which were 
 involved high officials of the railway, 
 who entered into the sport from 
 
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 President down to Trainmen, the 
 entire class, this time without un- 
 invited guests, assembled like bandits 
 outside the jurisdiction of Old Massa- 
 chusetts." The ride to Nassau was 
 a most hilarious one, with singing 
 and cheers. The men of '95 had 
 no suspicion, in fact they did not 
 know of the banquet until Chapel 
 the next morning. 
 
 To preside at this feast, Sabrina 
 had been awakened from her long 
 nap in a sausage factory in Boston, 
 where Hyde had stored her. Prop- 
 erly to travel incognito, thereby 
 avoiding the vigilance of express 
 offices, she went from Boston to 
 Nassau under the name of " Photo- 
 graphic Supplies. Handle with 
 Care." She was brought to the 
 banquet by Stone, '94, and there 
 formally turned over to '96. Charles 
 J. Staples, now a very prominent 
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 lawyer of Buffalo, was the recipient 
 guardian. " She was given a most 
 enthusiastic reception and occupied 
 the seat of honor at the table. After 
 Sabrina had been hugged and ca- 
 ressed and fittingly toasted, she disap- 
 peared in the arms of the football 
 men of '96, and by devious routes 
 and frequent changes was cautiously 
 taken across the state line into 
 Vermont, and there locked away 
 from the next day's light in a granary. 
 To add to the pleasure and by 
 way of a ruse, the new guardian, 
 Staples, had the box in which she 
 had travelled from the packing 
 house in Boston to Nassau packed 
 with rubbish and shipped under 
 guard from Nassau to Connecticut, 
 with all the care that might have at- 
 tended the real Queen. By the great 
 daring and cunning of *95, joined 
 with the intentional negligence of 
 
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 '96, this box labelled 'Photographic 
 Supplies. Handle with Care,' fell 
 into the odd classmen's hands. 
 Great was the rejoicing among them 
 until the box was opened, when, 
 behold, instead of Sabrina, they 
 found a lot of iron scrap lodged in 
 some bad straw. '95 never fully 
 recovered from this disappointment, 
 and it was a source of considerable 
 amusement for '96. The next night, 
 after the celebration, Staples took 
 Sabrina with great care from the 
 granary and placed her in a deep 
 cistern in the attic of a house 
 in Brandon, Vermont." Nothing 
 could touch her there, Staples felt 
 sure. 
 
 Imagine the feelings of Sta- 
 ples, however, when, attending a 
 society function at Smith College 
 one evening, he heard a certain 
 Smith College Sophomore say in 
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 the presence of himself and some 
 '95 men, " Oh, I know all about 
 Sabrina and where she is," and 
 then Staples heard this same young 
 lady, when asked for information, 
 say, " Why Sabrina is in a certain 
 house in Brandon, Vermont, in a 
 cistern in the attic."- -"Great Gods!" 
 thought Staples, pretending not to 
 hear and making a desperate at- 
 tempt to control his features, in 
 order not to attract the attention 
 of the '95 men present. These latter 
 were keenly alive to all the girl 
 said, but made no move to follow 
 the matter until the evening was 
 over. Meanwhile, Staples had 
 made his excuses as best he could, 
 and " without change from dress 
 clothes catching the first train north, 
 appeared the next morning in the 
 little Vermont town. He secretly 
 planned to remove the precious 
 
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 charge from that precarious hole. 
 But how had Sabrina's place of 
 concealment become known? It is 
 the usual story. There was only 
 one other man besides Staples who 
 knew of her hiding-place, and he 
 was the most faithful fellow on earth. 
 But when pinned down under a 
 fiery cross-examination, these con- 
 demning facts appeared. The fel- 
 low who was temporary guardian 
 of Sabrina on the Nassau trip had 
 a sweetheart in Boston, who read 
 the papers, who knew that this young 
 gentleman was a '9(? Amherst man, 
 and who in quiet moments had 
 heard him speak of going to Vermont 
 and New Hampshire. What more 
 was necessary for the imaginative 
 mind of the young lady? She had 
 talked the matter over in strict 
 confidence with her good mother, 
 who in turn was so tremendously 
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 interested at the jolly sport of college 
 boys that she had to tell her most 
 intimate friend at a tea party in 
 Boston, which friend, in turn, had 
 a daughter in Smith College, and 
 this daughter, on a recent vacation 
 home, had heard the now rather 
 amplified story of Sabrina. This 
 sequence of confidences is what 
 led to the dramatic climax on that 
 evening of the social function in 
 Smith College. 
 
 But within twenty-four hours of 
 this event, the dear Goddess Sa- 
 brina was beyond the reach of the 
 rapidly pursuing '95 men. On 
 the wings of night she flew to western 
 New York, appearing to be in 
 great demand as " Special Machin- 
 ery," and thereafter she was taken 
 by dray over long country roads 
 until finally she found a quiet 
 habitation under lock and key in a
 
 carriage room in a small country 
 town of Elba, New York. Here 
 she remained in blissful security 
 until the class of '98 had so grown 
 in grace that it in turn could take 
 the precious charge. 
 
 During the Freshman year of the '98 
 class of '98, '97 was very active < 1895 - 1897 ) 
 in trying to locate Sabrina, especially 
 through Richard Billings, President 
 of '97, who spent considerable time, 
 energy and money in maintaining a 
 staff of Pinkerton detectives. Conse- 
 quently no attempt was made by 
 '96 to transfer Sabrina to '98 during 
 the latter's Freshman year. '98 
 had a Freshman banquet at Hart- 
 ford, but Sabrina was not in attend- 
 ance. To make up for this, the 
 enthusiastic Freshmen adopted the 
 spoons and forks of the hotel as 
 memorials of the occasion. 
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 Samuel B. Furbish, now con- 
 nected with Bowdoin College, at 
 Brunswick, Me., was chosen '98 
 guardian, and upon his being in- 
 formed that he had been honored 
 with the custody of Sabrina, "pre- 
 pared to go to Rotterdam Junction, 
 New York, to get possession of her. 
 He had to look around for an 
 excuse to get out of town, that he 
 might not excite any suspicion among 
 the men of '97. It happened that 
 Furbish had a cousin in Springfield 
 who was seriously ill, and for three 
 or four days he took particular 
 pains to tell of this case to his as- 
 sociates, that they might suppose 
 he had gone there if they noted his 
 absence at all. The night that he 
 had chosen to leave Amherst, there 
 happened to be an attractive ' star ' 
 at the Academy of Music in North- 
 ampton, so Furbish accompanied 
 
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 the crowd as far as that city and 
 then slipped away to Greenfield. 
 After spending the night at Eagle 
 Bridge, New York, he reached 
 Rotterdam Junction the next morn- 
 ing and there was met by a gen- 
 tleman who, after severely cross- 
 examining Furbish with a series 
 of prescribed questions, took his 
 receipt and turned over the very 
 large packing box which contained 
 the far-famed Sabrina." That after- 
 noon Furbish shipped the box to 
 a mythical manufacturing company 
 in Bennington, Vermont. For a 
 time it looked as if there was going 
 to be trouble, when after trying 
 three doors of the express car it 
 was found that the box would not 
 go in. But fortunately the fourth 
 door was large enough to let it pass, 
 and Sabrina arrived without mishap 
 at Bennington, Furbish going on 
 '99
 
 the same train. At Bennington the 
 box was carried to the stable of 
 the Putnam House and there de- 
 posited in the hayloft, where it was 
 unpacked, and the Fair Goddess 
 again saw the light of day. She 
 was carried to a small room adjoin- 
 ing the banquet hall of the hotel 
 in preparation for the Sophomore 
 banquet of the class of '98 to be 
 held there that night. 
 
 " Meanwhile, in the evening of 
 this 14th of November, 1895, the 
 class walked to North Amherst in 
 small groups, where they hid in a 
 ditch in the pouring rain until a 
 special train picked them up to 
 take them to Bennington. No out- 
 breaks of mirth and rejoicing and 
 no lights were allowed until North 
 Amherst was a good distance behind. 
 Then the class let loose, and with 
 songs and cheers showed their joy at 
 
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 having outwitted '97, and stolen 
 away without being discovered. 
 Once arrived at Bennington, the line 
 of march formed, and rousing the 
 town with their yells, proceeded to 
 the Putnam House. In the banquet 
 hall the officers of the class and 
 guests of honor sat at the head 
 table, while immediately opposite 
 was a richly upholstered divan. 
 Soon the folding door was opened, 
 and amidst shouts of applause the 
 beautiful Sabrina appeared borne 
 by several faithful representatives of 
 the gridiron. A toast to her was 
 then given and following that the 
 whole class in long line passed 
 around and she received from each 
 man a fond caress. Then Sabrina 
 withdrew, and the class sat down 
 to a sumptuous banquet. 
 
 It was a sleepy, tired, but happy 
 gang that sought the cars at four 
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 o'clock that morning. Cushions 
 were made into beds and soon 
 weary men could be seen trying to 
 sleep, but in vain. Bands of sleep- 
 less ones roamed up and down 
 the aisles, shouting and singing. 
 Day dawned at last, and after a 
 brief wait at Millers Falls, the 
 special train sped on to Amherst 
 and the Chapel, which the class 
 attended in a body that morning. 
 They laughed and jeered at their 
 foiled friends of '97 and '99. 
 Everyone knew that '98 had been 
 on its class supper and had seen 
 Sabrina." 
 
 After Sabrina was taken from 
 the banquet hall, Furbish again 
 secured her in the box, with all 
 the hay that could be packed 
 around her. Arrangements had 
 been previously made for a team 
 and baggage wagon to be ready 
 
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 at one o'clock that morning to 
 take the box across the New 
 York boundary to the town of 
 Cambridge, where they arrived in 
 the early morning, after a sleepy 
 drive through the rain, and over 
 some terrible roads. From Cam- 
 bridge, Furbish shipped the box by 
 express to Albany, and upon arriv- 
 ing there, took it to a blacksmith's 
 shop on a thoroughly deserted street. 
 He remained there for some hours 
 to see if any one seemed to be 
 following on his trail. Everything 
 was quiet, however, and he took 
 Sabrina to a warehouse, and left 
 her there in safe keeping under lock 
 and key, to remain for the intervening 
 time until the next guardian should 
 be installed. This took place the 
 last of October, 1897, when Fur- 
 bish went to Albany and after 
 taking the box from the warehouse 
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 turned it over to E. E. Green of 
 the class of 1 900. 
 
 '00 The class of 1900 held its 
 
 Sophomore banquet on Monday 
 evening, November 1, 1897, at 
 the Hotel Mohican in New London. 
 " On the preceding Saturday, 
 Green, '00, had gone to New 
 London and carefully made arrange- 
 ments to prevent any possibility of 
 Sabrina's being captured by the 
 members of the odd classes. A 
 trustworthy driver was secured and 
 a forty-mile drive across the state 
 planned. Green secured the co- 
 operation and good-will of the 
 proprietor of the Hotel Mohican, 
 so that all would be in readiness 
 for Monday night. After receiving 
 Sabrina from Furbish, '98, at Al- 
 bany, Green immediately shipped 
 her to New London. He, too, had 
 
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 considerable trouble in getting the 
 box into the express car, and this 
 in the rather crowded station at 
 Albany caused many an anxious 
 moment for the guardian. A five- 
 hundred-pound box is not an easy 
 thing to handle or conceal, and he 
 feared lest even a chance visitor 
 might discover its presence there. 
 Sabrina finally reached New Haven 
 by way of the B. & A. railroad to 
 Pittsfield, and from there N. Y., 
 N. H. & H., to New Haven. Much 
 to his dismay, Green learned that 
 the last express for New London had 
 gone, and this was the afternoon 
 of the day of the banquet. How- 
 ever, by the kindness of the express 
 agent, whose sympathy was gained 
 by the pitiful story told him of the 
 urgent need of getting this valuable 
 4 machine ' in New London that 
 night, Sabrina was soon again speed- 
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 ing on toward her beloved devotees. 
 Preceding the class by two or three 
 hours, on his arrival in New London 
 Green took Sabrina immediately to 
 the hotel and by the time '00 
 arrived she was ready to receive 
 them. As the class was seated 
 in the banquet hall a delegation 
 of four retired and returned with 
 Sabrina. After the usual enthusiasm 
 and each member of the class had 
 made his obeisance to the Goddess, 
 she was escorted from the room 
 and within an hour again started 
 on her travels." The forty-mile 
 ride across the state was one of the 
 wildest that either Sabrina or her 
 guardian had ever taken. At just 
 twelve o'clock, Green started with 
 a team, the driver being his only 
 companion. " It was one of the 
 darkest nights imaginable, with rain 
 pouring down in torrents, making 
 
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 the roads a sea of mud. Every 
 sound was intensified in the darkness 
 and many times Green felt certain 
 that there were followers on the 
 trail. As the hours passed the 
 strain from excitement began to tell 
 and was keenly felt. Blacker and 
 blacker seemed to grow the dark- 
 ness, and a dense fog seemed to 
 settle down along with the rain. 
 And it was only by the sense of 
 feeling that either Green or the 
 driver knew whether the team was 
 in the road or in the ditch. After 
 travelling about three hours in this 
 way, something broke and the wagon 
 lurched to one side. Upon examina- 
 tion with a lantern, they found 
 that one of the bolts holding the 
 pole to the axle had broken. This 
 looked discouraging, as the roads 
 had been through dense woods 
 without a sign of habitation for 
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 many miles, and the place where 
 the relay of horses was waiting was 
 fully a mile ahead, with a long, 
 steep hill intervening." The break 
 was repaired as well as was possible 
 in the darkness by rope and parts 
 of the harness, and once more they 
 began their weary journey, just as 
 the light of day was breaking in the 
 east. The barn where fresh horses 
 were waiting was reached, but the 
 driver refused to proceed until the 
 break in the wagon had been 
 repaired. Green was unable to per- 
 suade him, so had to wait for a 
 blacksmith to open up his shop. 
 This meant a three hours' delay, 
 which meant the missing of the 
 proposed railroad connection and 
 a greater possibility of discovery, 
 should it happen that any one was 
 following Green. 
 
 There was no sleep possible under 
 
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 such a strain, but the haymow 
 offered a most inviting place to pass 
 the time. Here Green and the 
 driver rested until six o'clock, when 
 they aroused a blacksmith and re- 
 paired the wagon. Within an hour 
 Sabrina was again speeding on her 
 way and they reached the station 
 just in time for the train. The 
 journey to Albany was uneventful 
 and Green, on reaching there, again 
 hid Sabrina in the warehouse where 
 she had formerly been. There the 
 Goddess remained in quiet soli- 
 tude until handed over to the class 
 of '02, in the spring of their Sopho- 
 more year. 
 
 When Green returned to Amherst, 
 he found his classmates most dis- 
 turbed over a report which appeared 
 in the New London paper stating 
 that on the night that Sabrina was 
 taken from New London she was 
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 followed by the class of '99, who 
 saw her guardian take the God- 
 dess to a certain lake and placing 
 her on a raft go out into the lake 
 and drown her. It was claimed 
 that she had been removed from 
 her watery grave by the members 
 of '99, after the guardian had 
 returned to Amherst. This is but 
 one example of the fertile imagina- 
 tion of many reporters who try 
 to tell of the wanderings of our 
 Goddess. It was true, however, 
 that the day after the banquet 
 members of '99 were in New 
 London and offered big sums of 
 money for any information regarding 
 the hiding-place of Sabrina or the 
 route of her escape. 
 
 '02 Sabrina came into the possession 
 
 (1889-1902) of the class of 1902 early in the 
 
 spring of 1899. At that time she 
 
 HO
 
 SABRINA ON ROOF OF KIBBE FACTORY
 
 was still in storage at Albany. 
 Robert Cleeland, '02, was selected 
 guardian for his class. He re- 
 ceived her from Green, '00, at 
 Albany, and intended to ship her 
 to Springfield. The case which 
 held Sabrina was in bad repair, 
 however, and so bulky that only 
 the largest of car doors would 
 admit it. He therefore had a more 
 compact case built, and also had 
 an arm of the statue repaired, 
 which had been badly broken. 
 This work was done by an artisan 
 in West Albany. At length Sabrina 
 was ready for shipment to Spring- 
 field, where she was stored in the 
 factory of Kibbe Brothers, on Har- 
 rison Avenue. On the train coming 
 from Albany, Sabrina had an escort 
 of about a dozen fellows, both odd 
 and even classes, returning from 
 Easter vacation, entirely unaware,
 
 however, of the honor being done 
 them in being allowed to ride on the 
 same train with the Goddess. 
 
 1902 had planned to hold its 
 Freshman banquet at the Hotel 
 Wellington, North Adams, Massa- 
 chusetts, and Cleeland had com- 
 pleted final arrangements for trans- 
 porting Sabrina to that place when 
 a telegram apprised him that the 
 plans for the banquet had been 
 discovered by the odd classmen. 
 Cleeland immediately cancelled all 
 arrangements and returned to Am- 
 herst. 
 
 The banquet was finally held in 
 June, 1899, at The Worthy, in 
 Springfield, Massachusetts. This 
 was a somewhat risky undertaking 
 on account of the proximity of 
 Springfield to Amherst. It was very 
 convenient, however, for Cleeland to 
 take Sabrina from the Kibbe factory 
 
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 to the hotel, only a few blocks away, 
 and return her without exciting any 
 suspicion at all. The banquet went 
 off in good shape and after Sabrina 
 was duly cheered and kissed by all 
 the men present, she was returned 
 to the top floor of the Kibbe factory, 
 having been away from her hiding 
 place less than an hour. There she 
 remained quietly until she was 
 turned over to the class of I 904. 
 
 Donald Bartlett, '04, was origi- '04 
 nally appointed guardian for his ( J902 - 1904 ) 
 class. For some reason or other 
 suspicion seemed to center in the 
 minds of the odd classmen upon 
 Bartlett as the possible guardian, and 
 some of their men, especially those 
 in Bartlett's fraternity, watched him 
 night and day. So, perforce, Haw- 
 kins, then President of '04, told 
 Bartlett that he would be unable 
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 to serve as guardian, and shortly 
 before the time of the '04 banquet 
 Joseph B. Eastman was appointed 
 guardian. 
 
 The day before the class ban- 
 quet, in New London, Connecticut, 
 which was held May 4, 1902, 
 " Eastman left Amherst on the plea 
 that his uncle had just died and that 
 he was going to attend his funeral. 
 He went down to Springfield, stay- 
 ing over night at the Massasoit 
 House under an assumed name. 
 Next day he met Cleeland, '02, and 
 had Sabrina taken from the factory 
 to the train and expressed to New 
 Haven. Eastman accompanied her 
 on the same train, saw her unloaded 
 at New Haven and re-expressed 
 to New London. In the station 
 at New Haven, Eastman met a 
 classmate of his and had considerable 
 difficulty in explaining to him his 
 
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 presence there at that time. He, 
 however, told some lie to satisfy 
 the man and managed to catch the 
 same train with Sabrina to New 
 London. There he had the box 
 taken by a local expressman to the 
 hotel where the banquet was to 
 be held. 
 
 The proprietor of the hotel was 
 the only one who knew what was 
 up, and he told the expressman 
 some lie about the contents of the 
 box. It was hauled up to the 
 second story of the hotel by a 
 block and tackle in the rear, where 
 they sometimes handled heavy bag- 
 gage. She was then placed in a 
 room immediately adjoining the ban- 
 quet and there waited for the class 
 to arrive. Just before the banquet, 
 the box was unpacked and Sabrina 
 was placed upon a table in this 
 adjoining room. After the banquet 
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 was in session, all the class filed in 
 one by one and kissed her chaste 
 lips, vowing eternal allegiance. She 
 was then packed up again and taken 
 in a light spring wagon from the 
 hotel, having been let down by 
 means of the block and tackle which 
 had taken her up. With a good 
 team of horses she was quickly carted 
 to the pier of the Norwich Line, 
 where she was loaded on board 
 the boat for New York. Eastman 
 went along with her and immediately 
 on arrival in New York City had 
 her taken to a storehouse on West 
 Street, where he left her under an 
 assumed name." 
 
 Just before Sabrina was to be 
 turned over to the class of 1906, 
 Eastman was elected President of 
 '04, and so gave the care of Sabrina 
 to Hawkins, whom he had succeeded. 
 
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 Sabrina passed into the hands '06 
 of '06 at their Sophomore banquet, < 1904 - 1906 ) 
 held in the Murray Hill Hotel, 
 in New York City. Ralph W. 
 Wheeler, '06, was chosen guardian. 
 He was at Hartford with the base- 
 ball team two days before the ban- 
 quet, which was held on May 9th, 
 1904, and under the pretext of 
 going to stay with a relative, Wheeler 
 left the team without creating sus- 
 picion and reached New York City 
 that evening. The next morning, 
 which was Sunday, Wheeler met 
 Hawkins, *04, who took him to the 
 basement of the Murray Hill Hotel 
 and showed him among the stacks 
 of trunks, a large box which he said 
 contained the famous Sabrina. The 
 box had been there since the after- 
 noon of the day before. 
 
 Monday, May 9th, about noon, 
 the class of '06 with numerous 
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 other even classmen arrived at the 
 hotel and shortly after were as- 
 sembled in one of the parlors to 
 view and kiss the Goddess. The 
 ceremony over, she was repacked 
 by Hawkins and Eastman, '04, and 
 taken to the basement of the hotel 
 where she was officially turned over 
 to Wheeler as guardian, who hur- 
 ried her away from the hotel before 
 there could be any chance of trouble 
 from odd classmen. She was 
 loaded into a dray and carried 
 through the city. Wheeler followed 
 not far behind and soon got into 
 trouble. No one had seen an odd 
 classman, but the streets were full 
 of men of his own class and he had 
 to stop to talk with them (because 
 it is essential for a guardian to 
 conceal his identity even from 
 the members of his own class), 
 and Wheeler found it difficult to 
 
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 explain why he was in such a hurry. 
 Meanwhile, the boxed Sabrina, 
 looming up like a mountain as it 
 seemed to him, was passing on down 
 the street in plain view of all, and 
 he had to follow on. The trip, 
 however, was at last accomplished, 
 and Sabrina was taken to the 
 northern part of Manhattan and 
 there hidden in the second story 
 of a machine shop, where Wheeler 
 left her until she was to be turned 
 over to '08. 
 
 The Sophomore banquet of the '08 
 class of 1908 was held at the Hotel 
 Astor in New York City on March 
 19th, 1906; and there Sabrina was 
 given into the charge of Fayette F. 
 Read, guardian for '08. After the 
 usual ceremonies, Sabrina left the 
 jovial circle of '08 banqueters and, 
 under the charge of Read, was 
 
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 carted to a Fifth Avenue warehouse, 
 where she was to be left for a week. 
 Read, having returned to Amherst, 
 sent an order to the warehouse to 
 have the box forwarded. In a few 
 days he received a letter from the 
 company asking him to come im- 
 mediately to New York and see the 
 contents of his box. The letter said, 
 ' There is nothing in it but a battered 
 old statue which seems badly used," 
 and refused to ship it until Read had 
 seen it. Consequently he took the 
 midnight train for New York, filled 
 with apprehension, and was vastly 
 relieved the next morning to see 
 Sabrma's smiling face the same as 
 ever. Truly she did look a little 
 misused, and to an outsider the 
 intrinsic value of the statue would 
 seem to be almost nil. When it is 
 remembered how many wild ad- 
 ventures the statue has been through, 
 
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 it is remarkable that anything is 
 left at all. A brief explanation 
 served to satisfy the warehouse 
 people, and after a new case had 
 been made for her to travel in, 
 Read had her expressed to Holyoke, 
 Massachusetts, and immediately 
 upon her arrival took her in a big 
 wagon up the river road and hid her 
 under his brother's log cabin, " The 
 Pines," facing on the river, where 
 she was left until the Sophomore 
 banquet of the class of 1910. 
 
 On March 4th, 1908, Read, '08, '10 
 turned Sabrina over to the class (1908-1910) 
 of 1 9 1 at their Sophomore banquet, 
 held at the Hotel Astor, New York 
 City, Max Shoop acting as guardian 
 for ' 1 0. Sabrina in all her glory 
 was kissed and toasted by the 
 banqueters with more than usual 
 fervor. She was then quickly taken 
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 out into the darkness and eventu- 
 ally to the little cabin on the Connec- 
 ticut River, north of Holyoke, where 
 she remained until the spring of 
 1909. 
 
 The class of 1910, as represented 
 by Fink, President, and the ap- 
 pointed guardian, decided to stir 
 up a little excitement by bringing 
 Sabrina into Amherst and showing 
 her to the public at the Williams 
 game, during the 1910 Junior Prom 
 week. This was in May, 1909. 
 Every detail was carefully worked 
 out and every possible emergency 
 prepared for. The week before 
 the Prom, Hal Greene, '12, brought 
 his big seven seater Royal Tourist 
 up to College and rode around with 
 Juniors and Freshmen so that the 
 machine might not, on the appointed 
 day, excite too much suspicion. On 
 Monday night, May 24th, at about 
 
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 midnight, the Royal Tourist, with 
 Fink, Francis, Henry and Shoop, 
 * 1 0, and Corwin and Greene, ' 1 2, 
 with the latter at the wheel, sped 
 rapidly down the river road to 
 Read's cottage and brought Sabrina, 
 covered with burlap, back into 
 Amherst about two o'clock in the 
 morning. The town was quiet, and 
 no one saw the big machine as it 
 passed noiselessly down Pleasant 
 Street to the home of John Henry, 
 ' 1 0, on North Pleasant Street. Here, 
 with bated breath, the men tenderly 
 carried Sabrina into the cellar of the 
 house and left her in an out-of-the- 
 way corner until the next day. 
 
 That afternoon, which was Tues- 
 day, word was passed round to all 
 the Juniors, that is, the class of 1910, 
 to leave quietly that night after 
 fraternity meetings and come by 
 twos or threes to Henry's barn. 
 
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 No further information was given 
 except that nothing was to be said 
 to any other persons whatsoever' 
 About ten o'clock that night the 
 above-mentioned men gathered in 
 Henry's cellar and after careful 
 consultation over all details carried 
 Sabnna into the adjoining barn. 
 At 10.30 that night, the class of 
 1910 gathered by candle light in 
 this little barn on North Pleasant 
 Street and gazed on the radiant 
 form of Sabnna while a " flash- 
 light " was taken. Then in awed 
 silence every man in turn kissed 
 the Goddess and passed quietly 
 out into the darkness, with a parting 
 injunction from the guardian to say 
 absolutely nothing to other people 
 of the night's doings until Sabrina 
 was at a safe distance. It had been 
 a complete surprise to practically 
 the entire class, and the suppressed 
 
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 whispers and pleased, anxious faces 
 showed that they realized their 
 privilege in the fact that Sabrina had 
 not been in Amherst for fifteen years. 
 When all had gone, the sextette 
 above mentioned, trembling from 
 fear lest the odd classmen might 
 discover Sabrina's presence before 
 they got away, made all haste to 
 get Sabrina into the tonneau of the 
 big Royal Tourist and take her 
 quickly from Henry's barn to the cel- 
 lar of the home of Mr. Toole, a 
 farmer living way out on the North 
 Road, on the way to Sunderland. 
 There Sabrina was left until the next 
 day at noon. This was Wednes- 
 day, the day of the Prom Game 
 with Williams. By two o'clock 
 the college had marched in proces- 
 sion behind the band to Pratt Field 
 and as soon as the coast was clear 
 the big machine, this time containing 
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 Francis, Fink, and Shoop, '10, and 
 Madden, Corwin, and Greene, '12, 
 stole from the precincts of the town 
 of Amherst to the farmhouse on the 
 North Road. Sabrina was care- 
 fully placed in the tonneau and the 
 stunt of lifting her high in the air 
 while the machine was going at a 
 good speed was practised on the 
 way in. A supply of clubs lay 
 in the bottom of the car, ready for 
 instant defense, and the machine 
 started for Amherst. 
 
 Every detail had been arranged 
 for at the field. Two parties of men 
 were detailed to watch each gate, 
 the plan being to run Sabrina onto 
 the field and off again during one 
 of the innings of the game. One 
 man was detailed to smash the 
 telephone in the grand-stand. Two 
 others were detailed to follow the 
 machine in motor cycles as it left the 
 
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 SABRINA JUST BEFORE HER APPEARANCE ON PRATT FIELD
 
 field, and to head off possible 
 pursuers. Two others were in- 
 structed to put all odd classmen's 
 motor cycles out of business, and 
 a number of others were told to 
 tackle any of the crowd that might 
 make a quick start to head off the 
 machine. Each man had been told 
 that the machine would swing in 
 on the field at exactly 4.05, im- 
 mediately after the Northampton 
 car had gone out. Avery, ' 1 0, was 
 to have a second machine just outside 
 the fence to follow in the wake of the 
 big car, to block pursuit or to carry 
 the statue if anything should happen 
 to the Royal Tourist. New locks 
 and chains were secured with which 
 to fasten the gates after the machine 
 had left the field, to hinder possible 
 pursuit by other autos. At the 
 under-pass on Northampton Road 
 
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 preparations had been made to 
 block the road if necessary. 
 
 At the appointed hour everything 
 at the field was in readiness, and the 
 men in their positions. At exactly 
 4 p.m., the big machine, with 
 Sabnna covered with heavy robes 
 in the tonneau, drove into town, 
 down Pleasant Street and around 
 the Common, daringly exultant over 
 the secret it held. As soon as the 
 Hamp car had left, the Royal 
 Tourist ran down Amity Street and 
 out Lincoln Avenue, and swung into 
 the " Hamp Road " very near the 
 field. It was five minutes after 
 four and the watchers who met the 
 machine said it was the fifth inning 
 with Amherst in the field. This 
 was the most propitious time and 
 the machine with the six excited men, 
 their hearts literally in their mouths, 
 sped onto the field and around the 
 
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 track. This certainly was bearding 
 the lion in his den. Little did those 
 intent stands, as they casually noticed 
 the big machine coming onto the 
 field, realize its precious burden. 
 Not even the class of 1910, who 
 had seen Sabrina the night before, 
 knew that she was to appear before 
 them on the field. No suspicions 
 had yet been aroused, and the 
 machine quietly took its place along- 
 side the last of the long line of 
 autos in front of the tennis courts. 
 There happened to be some odd 
 classmen in the next car. They, 
 however, noticed nothing strange 
 in the pile of blankets in the tonneau 
 of the Royal Tourist, and they 
 waved a merry recognition. Before 
 Greene found it necessary to stop 
 his engines to avoid suspicion, a 
 pop fly closed the inning, and the 
 big car with Sabrina started with 
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 a jump for the diamond and bore 
 down the second base line at 
 about thirty miles an hour before 
 the astounded multitude. The 
 baseball men rapidly fell away 
 from in front of the machine. Abso- 
 lute silence reigned, for the people 
 thought that the occupants of the 
 machine must be drunk. At the 
 moment the car passed over the first 
 base, the men in the back quickly 
 lifted Sabrina high above their 
 heads to the gaze of the many 
 people gathered in the stands. For 
 a few seconds nothing broke the 
 stillness but the chug chug of the 
 two motor bikes which, according 
 to instructions, shot out from near 
 the bleachers and followed the 
 receding car in which Sabrina was 
 still raised exultingly on high. After 
 a moment's dazed paralysis a wild 
 cheer broke from the many Sabrina 
 
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 men in the stands and a strenuous 
 time ensued as some of the odd 
 classmen tried to follow the machine, 
 and some of them with motor bikes 
 were swearing because they could 
 not get them to go. Every man in 
 the scheme had done his duty 
 faithfully, and as the gates were 
 quickly shut and locked after the 
 flying car, pursuit was practically 
 useless. It was some time before 
 the game was resumed, but when 
 it was Amherst took hold with 
 such a will that McClure, our 
 Sabrina pitcher, won a no-hit 2 to 
 victory over Williams. It was a 
 big day all around. 
 
 Meanwhile, the Royal Tourist 
 had disappeared down the Hamp 
 hill at sixty miles an hour, with 
 Avery's car following in the rear, 
 and Bedford and Ladd on motor 
 bikes following in a whirl of dust. 
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 At the crossroads in Hadley the 
 machine stopped for a moment, the 
 occupants finding that they were 
 not pursued, and Avery's car was 
 instructed to proceed on over to 
 " Hamp " to throw off suspicion, 
 while Bedford and Ladd rode back 
 to Amherst. The men guarding Sa- 
 brina proceeded in their machine 
 on down the river road and secreted 
 Sabrina in the cellar of a jewelry 
 store on High Street, in Holyoke, 
 Mass. The affair had been a com- 
 plete success, and the six men 
 who had been in the machine all 
 the time were weak with the ner- 
 vous excitement of that thrilling 
 hour. Pursuit had been very scat- 
 tered and proved futile. The odd 
 classmen had been thrown complete- 
 ly off the track. 
 
 There was just one time on that 
 eventful day when it looked as if 
 
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 plans were going to be seriously 
 upset. It seems that Sanderson, a 
 tradesman in town, lives opposite 
 Henry's house on Pleasant Street, 
 and the night before, as he was 
 sitting on his veranda, he had 
 noticed the gathering of the class 
 in Henry's barn and later saw 
 Sabrina taken away in a machine. 
 A vivid imagination had led him 
 next day to say to an Amherst man 
 who had dropped into his store, 
 " I hear you are going to have 
 Sabrina at the game to-day." This 
 was at 1 .30. As luck would have 
 it, this Amherst man happened to 
 be a Junior and a Sabrina man, 
 and as soon as he left the store 
 he hunted up one of the men who 
 had charge of Sabrina and told 
 him what Sanderson had said. 
 Filled with alarm, this individual 
 hastened to Sanderson's store and 
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 told him to keep still and say 
 nothing until after the game at 
 least. Sanderson acquiesced will- 
 ingly, and this danger was safely 
 passed. 
 
 134
 
 C[It was some time before the 
 excitement of that afternoon's episode 
 died out, though it spent consider- 
 able of its force in a fight up town 
 after the game. Only a few days 
 after this, Fink, President of 1910, 
 received a letter from the class of 
 '94 written the day before the 
 appearance of Sabrina on Pratt 
 Field, asking if the Juniors could 
 not bring the Goddess to '94' s 
 reunion banquet in Amherst at Com- 
 mencement time. Fink and Shoop 
 talked it over and believed it rather 
 a risky proposition on top of the 
 Prom episode; but realizing the 
 debt that all Sabrina men owe 
 to '94 for having secured Sabrina 
 for them from '93, it was decided to 
 make a try for it, and if possible 
 bring Sabrina to their banquet. 
 All care and secrecy was used in 
 preparation. The odd classmen 
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 were suspicious, however, that some 
 such thing might take place, and 
 several of the men in ' 1 0, particularly 
 the two above mentioned, were 
 watched all the time. However, 
 every detail had been arranged for, 
 and at the appointed time, Monday, 
 June 28th, two machines, which 
 had been rented in Springfield, left 
 the rear of the jewelry store in Hoi- 
 yoke with Sabrina and the follow- 
 ing men, Francis, Seligman and 
 Shoop, ' 1 0, Corwin, Broughton and 
 Johns, '12. The machines pro- 
 ceeded up the river road into Had- 
 ley. Fink had been detailed with 
 a number of men to remain in 
 Amherst to keep the coast clear 
 and see that no excitement was 
 aroused. They were to watch par- 
 ticularly Hitchcock Hall, where 
 the '94 banquet was to be held. 
 Arrangements had been made for 
 
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 Shoop to call Fink at 7.30, at 8.00 
 and at 8.25 P. M., at different 
 points along the line, so that at any 
 one of these points, if the odd 
 classmen were gathering for trouble 
 in Amherst, the machines might 
 turn and flee immediately with their 
 precious burden. 
 
 The last call was to be made from 
 the hat factory, by the C. V. R. R. 
 and then, if the coast was clear, 
 the machines were to make a dash 
 for Hitchcock Hall. If between the 
 last call and the time the machines 
 reached the hall any trouble arose, 
 red lights were to be fired by the 
 men on guard at the banquet, so 
 that the machines might sail by 
 without stopping, simply holding 
 Sabrina to the view of the ban- 
 queters from the tonneau. If there 
 was no danger from the odd class- 
 men, the machines were to stop 
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 and Sabrina was to be taken into 
 the doorway of the banquet room 
 and a flashlight taken of the scene. 
 Everything worked as planned. The 
 7.30 call was made from a small 
 house in Hadley, and Fink reported 
 everything quiet. The machines 
 then came into Amherst by North- 
 ampton Road, and the East Hadley 
 Road, and making a long detour 
 around " D. K. E." Hill, arrived at 
 the hat factory about 8.20. Shoop 
 telephoned Fink while the lights 
 were being lighted on the machines 
 and everything made ready for the 
 final dash. At 8.25 Fink reported 
 everything quiet at the banquet, 
 though '99 was having its dinner 
 on the lawn just across the Common 
 at Davis' Corner. It was decided 
 to make a dash for it immediately. 
 Quickly the machines sped up the 
 oval by Walker Hall and down 
 
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 by Hitchcock Hall. Everything was 
 quiet and the machines stopped 
 long enough for Sabrina to be taken 
 up to the door, and amid tremendous 
 cheering a flashlight was taken of 
 her, silhouetted in the doorway. 
 She was there but an instant, and 
 then strong arms put Sabrina back 
 into a machine, and with '94 men 
 running wildly across the Common 
 and shouting triumphantly at '99, 
 as they banqueted totally ignorant 
 of what was being done under their 
 very noses, the two machines went 
 at full speed down South Pleasant 
 Street and around by Blake Field 
 and out on Northampton Road 
 again. Clark and Bedford had 
 been doing good work on their 
 motor cycles, and found that the 
 odd classmen had blockaded the 
 Northampton Road in front of Chi 
 Psi with ropes and spiked planks. 
 139
 
 The machines had hardly left the 
 '94 banquet when several ' 1 1 men 
 came running up with spiked planks 
 to lay in front of the autos, but they 
 were just a minute too late. The 
 machines were by this time speeding 
 fifty miles an hour down Northamp- 
 ton Road with Sabrina safely 
 keeping. 
 
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 140
 
 CLComing into Amherst, at the 
 B. & M. underpass on Northampton 
 Road, the fellows with Sabrina had 
 noticed four machines apparently 
 broken down at that one place, and 
 in one of these machines were a 
 couple of odd classmen. It looked 
 a little suspicious that four machines 
 should be broken down at the same 
 time and so close together. But 
 little was thought of it until, as they 
 were flying from Amherst, their ma- 
 chines neared the underpass. The 
 startled men saw a great light just 
 over a small rise in front of them. 
 The thought immediately flashed 
 into their minds that they had been 
 trapped and that the odd classmen 
 had blocked the underpass and built 
 big bon-fires all around it. In the 
 excitement, one of the men looked 
 back and mistook a couple of arc- 
 lights for a machine following them. 
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 The last crossroad had been passed, 
 so there was nothing to do but 
 take a chance and go ahead. The 
 glare was so bright that little could 
 be distinguished until within less 
 than a quarter of a mile of the under- 
 pass, when a light separated itself 
 from the general glare and ap- 
 proached in the form of a machine. 
 The men guarding Sabrina grasped 
 their clubs, prepared for a general 
 onslaught, but the approaching 
 machine passed quietly. It was one 
 of those that had been broken down. 
 In quick succession the three other 
 autos passed in the same way, and 
 the big glare which had frightened 
 the men was no more. It was indeed 
 a remarkable coincidence that those 
 four machines which had been 
 broken down at that place should 
 have all started up at just the time 
 when the two machines with Sa- 
 
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 brina were returning. The men in 
 the machines heaved a great sigh of 
 relief as they shot unmolested through 
 the underpass. They proceeded on, 
 turned off at the River Road, and 
 left Sabrina that night in Holyoke, 
 in the cellar of the jewelry store 
 on High Street. 
 
 At Amherst, meanwhile, " the 
 news spread like wildfire, and the 
 many odd classmen, graduate and 
 undergraduate, began to plan with 
 profound thought how they would 
 capture the Goddess. By midnight 
 they were riding wildly in automo- 
 biles throughout the surrounding 
 country, trying to find Sabrina, but 
 they found not even a trace of her." 
 And once more, the even classmen, 
 cleverly outwitting the men of the 
 odd classes, had brought Sabrina 
 before their very eyes and escaped 
 with her untouched. 
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 '12 Sabrina remained in Holyoke in 
 
 perfect safety until the Sophomore 
 banquet of the class of 1912 was held 
 at the Hotel Astor in New York 
 City on March 4th, 1910. Shoop, 
 '10, expressed Sabrina to New 
 York City, and left her for the night 
 and day preceding the banquet 
 in a bank on Fifth Avenue. On 
 the night of March 4th, Cornell, 
 Henry, Seligman and Shoop, '10, 
 secured the services of a cartman and 
 a private detective, and took Sabrina 
 about eight o'clock in the evening 
 from the bank, down into Broadway, 
 thronged at that time with the usual 
 theatre crowd. Little did that pleas- 
 ure-seeking people imagine the ex- 
 citement in the breasts of those 
 four Sabrina men as they eagerly 
 peered from the covered van and 
 watched for signs of any odd class- 
 men, as they neared the Astor 
 
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 Hotel. She was quickly taken in 
 the box to the Roof Garden of the 
 Astor and unpacked in a room ad- 
 joining the banquet hall. The four 
 men, above mentioned, then carried 
 her in before the eyes of the Sabrina 
 men there assembled. Amid cheer- 
 ing and singing of " All hail, Sabrina 
 dear!" she was given a place of 
 honor before the speakers' table, and 
 one by one the men filed by, each 
 giving her a fond caress, after which 
 Shoop, the '10 guardian, officially 
 turned her over to the class of 
 1912. Sabrina was then taken 
 from the room followed by all the 
 '10 men present, who with joined 
 hands continued singing and danc- 
 ing around her as she was being 
 packed in the box, and just before 
 the last board was screwed down 
 they each gave her a farewell kiss. It 
 might be a long time before they 
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 would again see Sabrma, who had 
 grown to mean so much to them 
 during their four years in college. 
 They did not stop singing until 
 Sabrina disappeared in the elevator. 
 She was soon placed in the express 
 wagon and taken back to the bank. 
 
 There had been no disturbance 
 whatever by the odd classmen 
 and the following Monday, Sabrina 
 was quietly shipped by the 1912 
 guardian by a series of intermediate 
 steps to a small fishing town on the 
 Maine Coast. There she is resting 
 peacefully as this book goes to press, 
 but at just this time she is also about 
 to be wafted away to unknown 
 regions of this big, big country, 
 far from the profane touch of in- 
 quisitive odd classmen. All Sa- 
 brina men bid her Godspeed. 
 
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 d.Truly a unique custom is this of 
 Sabrina. Has it a deeper signifi- 
 cance than the mere college prank? 
 Even the most casual observer can- 
 not help seeing how participation 
 in such episodes during one's college 
 course is going to lighten the tedium 
 of the classroom and impress mem- 
 ories of happy college days and 
 friendship upon the mind of the 
 Amherst man, memories which will 
 never forsake him and which will 
 increase in value and sentiment 
 as age advances. But this custom 
 has even a more practical result 
 than creating food for memories. 
 It calls the men of the Sabrina 
 classes closer together, impelled 
 by a common interest. It draws 
 the members of the individual class 
 into a keener spirit of Class Loyalty, 
 and Class Loyalty and Class Spirit 
 make better College Loyalty and 
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 College Spirit. And herein lies the 
 chief justification of this class 
 custom. 
 
 At every alumni dinner, where 
 a Sabrina class is present, you will 
 find a greater percentage of their 
 men in attendance, and Sabrina is 
 still the Goddess who draws them 
 together. Instance the following re- 
 port in the New York Tribune of the 
 New York Alumni banquet held in 
 1908: 
 
 " There is apparently something in 
 the atmosphere of old Amherst that 
 gives the vocal organs a greater 
 power than is attained on any other 
 hill, and the alumni just used this 
 power to the limit. ... Of course 
 there were honors also for others, 
 and of these latter ' Sabrina,' the 
 Goddess of the even classes, easily 
 led. . . . Sabrina,' as she ap- 
 pears at these affairs, is only a 
 
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 replica of her true self, however. 
 The original, which the '08 class 
 has turned over to the '10 class, is 
 hidden away somewhere, the odd 
 men have not seen it in several 
 years. When her ' worship's ' 
 counterfeit was brought on last night 
 there was a storm of applause from 
 the evens and a chorus of hisses from 
 the odds. The huskies who car- 
 ried the green lady placed her 
 tenderly on the table around which 
 were gathered the class of '94, 
 for they were the miscreants who 
 rescued ' Sabrina.' ... In the 
 course of the dinner ... all the 
 lights were extinguished and in the 
 centre of the room, where the men 
 of '94 sat, there flared up red fire, 
 whose effect was heightened by a 
 dozen sparkles that emitted stars of 
 fire, and ' Sabrina ' stood, or rather 
 reclined, in relief in bold relief some 
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 would say as the evens sang ' All 
 hail, Sabrina dear.' ' 
 
 Furthermore Sabrina has a live 
 influence among those who have 
 left the undergraduate days and 
 gone out into the world. In the 
 last six years, that is, since the estab- 
 lishment of the Reunion Trophy 
 Cup, three Sabrina classes have won 
 the Trophy with the greatest per- 
 centage of their class back at Com- 
 mencement, while but once have 
 the non-Sabrina men won the cup. 
 Last Commencement, '94, the class 
 which, as the reader will remember, 
 stole Sabrina from the class of '93, 
 had 85.33% of their class back for 
 their fifteenth reunion. This is the 
 record for Amherst, and is the great- 
 est percentage for any class reunion 
 of any college concerning which 
 statistics can be found. 
 
 Such considerations show that 
 Sabrina is a live deity with the 
 
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 alumni long after they have left these 
 classic halls of old Amherst. Their 
 love and enthusiasm still cling to her, 
 and I close this little history of her 
 life with the words of a '96 alumnus: 
 ' To think of such a Goddess, 
 remembering the charming legends 
 related about her, is a pleasure 
 enjoyed by all who know Amherst 
 traditions. But to have seen the 
 Queenly Sabrina, even to have had 
 a glimpse of her beautiful form, has 
 been the privilege of but few. To 
 caress the cheek of a real Goddess, 
 actually to sit in the lap of Sabrina 
 and pledge her your allegiance 
 before the admiring fellows, is an 
 unique experience. And through 
 cunning, wisdom and loyalty may 
 the delight be reserved for many, 
 many years to the Even Classes of 
 Old Amherst."
 
 SABRINA SONG 
 
 We may sing of our glorious college, 
 
 Of the old chapel steps and the bell, 
 
 Of the class-rooms just rilled full of knowledge, 
 
 Which all Amherst men love so well. 
 
 But to-night as we're gather'd together, 
 Let us raise a strain loudly and strong 
 To her from whom naught can us sever, 
 To her who keeps watch o'er our throng. 
 
 Sabrina, fair, Sabrina, dear, 
 We raise to thee our hearty cheer, 
 Come fellows, all, and give a toast 
 To her we love, and love the most.
 
 SABR1NA BANQUETS 
 * 
 
 Class of '90 held a banquet at New London.Conn., 
 June, 1888. NoSabrina 
 Class of *9 1 held a banquet at Watch Hill, R. I., 
 
 June, 1 889. Sabrina 
 Class of *93 held a banquet at Springfield, Mass., 
 
 Feb., 1 890. Sabrina 
 Class of '93 held a banquet at Boston, Mass., 
 
 June 19, 1891. Sabrina 
 Class of *94 held a banquet at Brattleboro, Vt, 
 
 June, 1892. Sabrina 
 Class of '96 held a banquet at Greenfield, Mass., 
 
 Feb., 1893. NoSabrina 
 Class of "96 held a banquet at Nassau, N. H., 
 
 Jan. 1 2, 1 894. Sabrina 
 Class of '98 held a banquet at Bennington, Vt., 
 
 Nov. 14, 1895. Sabrina 
 
 Class of '00 held a banquet at New London.Conn., 
 Nov. 1,1897. Sabrina 
 Class of *02 held a banquet at Springfield, Mass., 
 
 June 1899. Sabrina 
 
 Class of *04 held a banquet at New London.Conn., 
 May 4, 1902. Sabrina 
 Class of '06 held a banquet at New York City, 
 
 May 9, 1904. Sabrina 
 Class of '08 held a banquet at New York City, 
 
 Mar. 19, 1906. Sabrina 
 Class of ' 1 held a banquet at New York City, 
 
 Mar. 4, 1 908. Sabrina 
 Class of ' 1 2 held a banquet at New York City, 
 
 Mar. 5, 1910. Sabrina 

 
 SABRINA GUARDIANS. 
 
 CLASS. 
 
 18VU. Arthur B. Ingalls (by right of 
 
 conquest). 
 
 1891. Charles Wells. 
 
 1893. E. R. Houghton and James Breed. 
 
 1894. Harlan F. Stone. 
 1896. Charles J. Staples. 
 1898. Samuel B. Furbish. 
 1900. Everett E. Green. 
 1902. Robert J. Cleeland. 
 1904. Joseph B. Eastman. 
 1906. Ralph W. Wheeler. 
 1908. Fayette F. Read. 
 1910. Max Shoop.
 
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