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back appeared. [[red underline]] This is a picture of life. [[/red underline]] The [[red underline]] 1886 [[/red underline]] class looks much alive - fine fellows all. I feel as if [[strikethrough]] these un [[/strikethrough]] I knew them, they [[red underline]] are about my age. [[/red underline]] I followed them eagerly. We finally came at [[red underline]] Soldier's Field [[/red underline]] where we sat down on the cement steps of that immense Stadium where athletic games are held. A wooden structure representing a great theatre had been erected before which assembled the different parts of the procession, the entrance of each class being saluted with repeated class cheers - much enthusiasm everywhere. Then the class orator ^[[in gown and cap,]] made an open air
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speech but [[red underline]] enunciated so well [[/red underline]] that everyone of the many thousand spectators grouped on the steps of the Stadium could [[red underline]] well understand him. [[/red underline]]
[[annotation in left margin]] No amplifiers at that time! [[/annotation in left margin]]
Then several Harvard songs were sung [[strikethrough]] standing [[/strikethrough]] until finally the impressive "Old Harvard" was sung by everybody standing and the return of the procession began amidst throwing of confetti and multicolored paper tapes, [[strikethrough]] The [[/strikethrough]] in which the whole stadium became enmeshed, a pretty sight of colors and enthusiasm. We went to the chemical laboratory to meet [[red underline]] Dr. Kohler, a Johns' Hopkins [[/red underline]] man, professor of organic chemistry who is the "regent" professor of one of the newly erected dormitories where he lives and [[red underline]] where all freshman, rich or poor are compelled to live for one year [[/red underline]] so as to compel them to get acquainted