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THE DISTRICT SCHOOL JOURNAL by the Rev. Dr. HORATIO POTTER, after which the folIs published monthly, and is devoted exclusively to the promotion of lowing poem was read, which was composed by Miss

Popular Education.
EDWARD COOPER, EDITOR.

Mary L. MALLORY, of Genesee county, who is a memTERMS.—Single copies 50 cents; seven copies 33 00; twelve copies ber of the graduating class. $5 00, twenty-five copies $10 00, payable always in advance.

WHO ARE THE TRULY GREAT?
All letters and communications intended for the District School Jour-
nal, shou'd be directed to the Editor, Syracuse, N. Y., Post Paid.

On fancy's wing I mount, and trembling soar,
Printed on the Power Press of

And for true greatness every land explore:
BARNS, SMITH & COOPER,

I search the records of all ancient time,
At the Office of the Daily and Western State Journal.

And find its shadow sweeping every clime.
Its rainbow hues are glittering on the field,

Where warriors meet to mingle steel with steel; DISTRICT SCHOOL JOURNAL. Where life's red current pours its purple gore,

And bristling bayonets gleam 'mid cannon's roar;

I see its form on yonder giddy height,
STATE NORMAL SCHOOL EXAMINATION.

Where fame's proud temple stands in lurid light; The semi-annual examination of the pupils of the

I see it shining in the halls of state,

Where all within would fain be truly great. State Normal School, held during the last week in But, oh! the contrast ever to be found

Between the substance and its empty sound. March, was a rigorous scrutiny into the knowledge

Mark well the current of that infant mind, and abilities of the pupils and their qualifications for Whose deeds of daring seem by Heaven designeil; the profession to which they have devoted themselves.

Look how he listens to the voice of praise,

When first he mingles in his childish plays. All the classes gave the most satisfactory evidence of To what the world calls greatness he aspires, the excellent character of the instruction on the part

And seeks the altar where ambition's fires

Forever glow, 'mid shouts and praise of men ; of the Teachers, and of faithful study and reflection

He scorns to creep, and walking, falls again, on the part of the pupils.

But still he scrambles on, and nothing fears, It was our design to have given a minute descrip

It hurt, he weeps, but smiles amid his tears.

The watchful mother opens all her store, tion of the examination of each class, but we find it Calls him her hero-and the smart is o'er. necessary to omit doing so in order to make room for

Advancing onward in his wild career, the poem, valedictory and other addresses on the oc We now behold him with his glittering spear;

Look how he rages while his martial eye casion. We must be permitted, however, to take no

Reflects the sunbeam from his panoply. tice of the maps and drawings executed by the pupils Intent on tame, ambition fires his soul, under the direction of the accomplished Teachers of

He pants, he burns, to reach the shining goal,

For this he lives, for this his heart beats high, these respective departments of instruction. More ac For this he toils, for this he dares to die. curate and elegant maps we have never seen than

But hark! the tocsin sounds afar, were exhibited at this examination. All who wit

And now rolls on the tide of war; nessed them must have been gratified with the great

The foemen tierce are coming fast;

I hear the bugle's fearful blast. perfection with which they were drawn, and especially Such myriads 'merging from the vale, with the assurance that their accomplished authors are

The boldest warrior now looks pale;

Their lengthened lines all gold appear; soon to impart their knowledge and skill to the youth

The vanguard now is even here, of this state.

Yet nearer still, with fife and drum,

The foe advance-on, on they come: No special arrangements having been made for the

A shout ascends, the charge is made, examination, the exercises were a severe test of schol And reeks with gore each battle blade : arship and professional skill, and must have given

The rattling musket flashes death,

And friends and foemen gasp for breath; renewed confidence in the Normal School.

The thundering cannon shakes the ground Too high commendation can hardly be given to the

And strews the mangled corses round;

Still ebbs and flows the tide of warPrincipal, Mr. PERKINS, and his worthy associates for

Its cloud obscures the brightest star; their unwearied efforts to promote the interests of the The death-winged shot is alınost spent, cause of education.

Yet many a soldier's bosom's rent;

But high above the storm of war, The closing exercises were commenced on Thurs The bugle's blast the cannon's roar,

A shout is heard-unsheath the steel day afternoon at half past 3 o'clock, in the Chapel

Strike for the palm; let tyrants feel. of the school. The exercises were opened with prayer On rush the warriors like a flood,

Their swords bathed deep in foemen's blood,
Whose reeling ranks, in dread dismay,
Crown the bold chief with viciory.
Fair freedom's sun now o'er him shines,
Around his brow the laurel twines;
And welcomed to the chair of state,
The world now styles him truly great.
" But see-alas! the crystal bar,
Of Eden moves not-holier far
Than even this, the boon must be,
That opes the gate of heav'n to thee !''

Again we view the human mind,
For fields of hidden lore designed;
We see him on his winding way,
And smile to see his genius play.
If to the skies he soars aloft,
And stars and planets watches oft,
And tarries long at even tide,
To witness some new meteor glide,
Observing man the inference draws,-
He seeks to tathom nature's laws,
By which they're held in chains of light,
That baffle sense and science quite.
To bear the palm and take the prize,
He plunges deep in hidden skies ;
The ruling passion, obvious here,
To shine and dazzle in his sphere.
On fancy's wing from star to star,
He soars and penetrates afar;
Computes their days and tells their years,
And measures all their rolling spheres,
Systems and suns, unnumbered rise,
To cheer and greet him as he flies,
While blazing comets, hissing by,
Light up his pathway through the sky;
And thus he spends his growing years,
Charıned with the “music of the spheres ;"
Nor yet regards the Hand that holds,
The universe, and all controls.
Yet such the man the world calls great,
And bears him up to heaven's gate;
But see, alas! that crystal bar
Moves not for him too holy far.

But still another claims the prize,
Who walks not in those pearly skies,
But seeks to soothe th' insatiate mind,
With golden treasures, well refin'd.
He visits India's distant shore ;
And earth's dark caverns he explores,
To search for pearls and diamonds there,
That none but fools or princes wear.
These all acquired, he moves in state,
And boldly knocks at Eden's gate.
But long, I trow, he'll linger there,
Before will move that crystal bar,
And long the train to Eden bound,
Whose faith and hope will ne'er be crowned;
But like the warrior rolld in blood,

They ne'er can stem bold “Charon's” flood. And now to the groves, where the spices are growing,

Let me wander to breathe in the sweet-scented air, Where the bright crystal waters perpetual flowing,

Invite to the banquet and beckon me there. And here, as I muse in the green shady bowers,

And list to the carol of cuckoo and dove; Let me ask the bright spirit that bends o'er the flowers,

“O, who will e'er enter the Eden above ?" In soft gentle whispers, I hear her replying,

As her breath lends a fragrance to rose bud and vine; & The man in firm faith, on his Savior relying,

Shall enter, and there on His bosom recline. And even the warrior, bathed in the fountain,

The soldier's bright spear caused to gush from His side, May come by the Cross on Calvary's mountain,

And drink of the waters of life's crystal tide. And he who is lowly and humble in spirit,

And seeks not his own, but the glory of God; The kingdom of Heaven ere long shall inherit,

And bathe his freed spirit in Eden's pure flood.

And all they who hunger and thirst for salvation,

May enter and bask in His presence above;" And this be the student's unchanging ambition,

To drink of the rich flowing fountain of love. Like our TEACHER, who's gone to those green shady bowers

Where the palm and the myrtle and eglantine grow; May we act well our part through life's fleeting hours,

Then calınly retire and earth bid ådieu.

The next exercise was the delivery of the valedictory, by JAMES M. WINCHELL of Onondaga county as follows:

Fellow-STUDENTS:-In attempting this day to speak to

you and for you, I can but express my entire insufficiency to perform the duty. Could I find words to describe the reflections which attend this closing scene, much would I say of the Past, to us so filled with interest, in the hope that we might draw from it a lesson fraught with enduring wisdom; and something of the Future, which we are in so great a measure to fashion for ourselves, that we might be the better prepared for the toils and temptations it will surely present. And vain as must be my endeavors to convey to your minds the emotions which have crowded tumultuously through mine, as the hour now gliding from our grasp, approached, bringing with it a certainty, which the stoutest shrink to contemplate, still, I know whom I address, and feel that however great the imperfection of the medium, your sympathy will not fail to discover in it, some portion of the meaning it would express.

The hour of parting between friends is ever one of pain. The thought of leaving those with whom we have formed pleasing associations—whose presence and intercourse have won for them an abiding interest in our hearts-cannot fail to excite sensations of sadness and regret. And if ordinary separations are thus painful, how much deeper must be the feeling when friends are called upon to part, with a conviction that time can never witness their reunion. For, though we may see again some of those with whom our adieus are so soon to be exchanged, yet do we know that never within the years of our mortal life, may we meet all with whom we have mingled in the exercises of this school—who have been with us alike sharers of common woes and delights, and whose last enjoyment of these relations is embraced within the moments which limit this meeting.

Bnt apart from the ordinary feelings attending the close of school-day companionships, you, fellow-students, have others, of a nature peculiar to this school, and this occasion. You have not congregated here with the purpose which actuates so many who resort to the educational institutions of the land. It was not merely to master the mysteries of science, and garner in your memories the literary lore of ages—to fulfil that requirement of society, which, to insure respectability, demands of each individual a certain amount of what is called learning--that you left friends and home. to prosecute among strangers, the severe labors which you have just completed. No ;-with a humility not all unmixed with pride, I say it, the motives that impelled you to this course were higher: Ardent as was your desire for self-improvement, this desire was but incidental to a philanthropy as pure and generous as it was enlightened and comprehensive.

It becomes us, therefore, this day, to mingle with the personal considerations it induces, a serious investigation of our own dispositions, and the progress we have made in self culture and discipline during our sojourn here. Ere we sever these ties, let us demand of the months during which they have bound us, an account of their results; and while the Present is still

our own, shape for ourselves a destiny which nothing your pupils. It will be yours to point out to them the but the omniscience of Providence shall change or im- true object of study; the connection of the truths thus pede. Let us, at this hour,-in this room where was learned with the commonest experiences of life; and registered our pledge to devote ourselves to the ad- create an appreciation of the neglected beauties of litervancement of common school education—in this room ature and art; in short, to educate the reason, the hallowed by memories which you need no monition imagination and the taste. And comprehending all to recall to your minds,-renew in our hearts that sa- this in its infinite importance, it will be yours to recred vow, recorded not here alone, and rendered even member that the increase of moral improvement in more solemn by the influence of these recollections. the human race has by no means been commensurate And when, with hearts filled with these generous re- with that of intellectual; and that in order to develop solves, you turn away to seek your respective fields their powers in just proportion, you must so adapt of labor, it will not be with a feeling of regret, alone, your instruction to this great end, that they shall ever for the termination of a season of enjoyment, but with recognize the Deity in his works, and experience in a glad consciousness that the time has at length arriv- discharging their duties to Him and the world, the highed, when you may bend your energies to that toil to est of earthly gratifications. which you are so solemnly dedicated, and for which

Going forth as you do, to a labor like this, let not it has cost you so much protracted effort to prepare, your courage falter or your hearts faint within you.

Toil! cold and harsh as the word may seem, this To pause in your course, would, in itself, seem almost is the true charm which is to transform the elements criminal; for with you rests an accountability from of existence into pleasure. Man,"half-dust, half dei- which you can in no wise escape. Precisely accordty” as he is, has not a faculty but what demands laboring to the spirit that guides you, will be the influence as essential to its health; and this principle, as une- of the knowledge you impart

, on the worid. The Gequivocally attested by both revelation and nature, is nius of learning has ever been the handmaid, not the directly derived from that Being in whose likeness he mistress of mankind. From the hour when she visitwas created. Without this condition, he would existed our first parents under the forbidden tree; appear, the most miserable of beings. It is toil that gives ing again, after ages of exile, 'in the rude arts and action to the pulse and vigor to the step; that quick- uncouth symbols of Egypt; visible among the Greeks, ens the appetite and distils upon the couch the sweet no less in their divine creations in poetry and painting influences of repose; that causes the cheek to flush and sculpture, and even the wild rites of their religion, and the

eye

to kindle with the inspiration of thought: than in the wisdom of their sages and the ideal philostoil imparts health alike to the body and the soul.- ophy of their schools; shining out in regal splendor Happy are those, who, embracing this necessity as the from the sterner literature and art of Rome, and then blessing it really is, rouse into action every faculty, driven from her throne by the barbarians of the north ; discipline every power and develop every attribute of seeking refuge amidst the delights of "Araby the blest," their natures in the performance of legitimate labor; and imaging the tastes of its children in the gay and that which has for its ulterior object, the benefit of all. fanciful character of their architecture and song ; Such toil is yours; toil as ennobling to other minds cowering in the cloister through the long night of the as to your own. Rejoice, then, that Heaven has as- middle ages, and ministering to the unholy appetites signed to you labor so glorious and godlike, that, of hoary superstition; and finally, emerging from her while fulfilling the conditions of your own happiness, retreat, to desert the bigotry which had so long held you cannot execute it without catching some portion her imprisoned, and unite with the mild spirit of of the divinity with which it is embued.

Christianity in the performance of her true mission; Closely allied to the nature of the teacher's work through all these ages and in all climes, she has ever is the grave consideration, how it may be best ac- been in subjection to the spirit of the age. This influcomplished. Invaluable as are the instructions you ence it is in your power to guide. Enlightened by have here received, they will utterly fail of their in- her teachings and cheered by her smiles—uniting with tended effect, without that activity and independence the experience of all ages, the wisdom learned only of thought, on your part, which alone can enable you by studying the philosophy of life-you can look forto become true students of nature. Indomitable per- ward to a period when men shall realize all the severance, a resolute determination to hold in subjec- perfection iüi which enthusiasts have sighed, and retion to the will, all the unworthy weaknesses of your joice in the consciousness, that to this result, your. patures, and a constant recurrence to the origin of all own labors have not a little contributed. knowledge, are indispensable to this result. Cast away But it is not of hopes and aspirations with regrets in imagination, for a moment, the appliances which at parting from school-mates, that the emotions of this art has brought to study, and standing alone amidst day are wholly composed. Mingling with these, and the miracles of nature, observe and reflect. Destitute tinging all with its influence,-giving to your fairest of your loved books and scientific apparatus, still are anticipations a shade of gloom, and deepening your the principles they illustrate, visible on every side sadness into $0 pow—is one reserved by Heaven in each sight and sound that meets the sense—each leaf; | its inscrutable visdom for our especial affliction.that grows, and the breeze at whose touch it trembles Fain would I shrink from the duty of opening afresh:

-the very air you breathe, and your ability to breathe that wound, which time can never wholly heal; fain it-are instinct with their

presence. Could

your eye, would I spare myself and you, the pain of recalling then, for an instant, pierce the clouds which dim our the memory of that dispensation which has invested mortal vision, and gain but the merest glimpse of the the present Normal terin with so great a pre-eminence:: great truths which lie at the foundation of all existence, in sorrow. But the insidactive affection of every heart how would the few faint glimmerings of these truths, the undying love all bear his memory--forbid that ; which men have already been enabled to perceive, this hour should pass without yielding its tribute to the shrink into insignificance in comparison. Then in- goodness and intellect of him, under whose guidance deed, would you realize the true nature of your mis- this school has risen to its present state of usefulness, sion; and accepting the aid offered by the recorded and who, but a few brief weeks ago;was struck down labors of others, use it, not as a dependence, but sim- in our very midst by the unsparing hand of death, ply as a clue to higher and yet unrevealed mysteries. But how-how can I express the overwhelming grief

This faculty it will be your privilege to awaken in that even yet rises with every remembrance of that

fatal day? With what words shall I describe the tor- imagination-a power of speech that never failed to ture of suspense that racked every bosom, during the carry with it the sympathies of his audience, and dreadful hours while he was known to be struggling which often rose into strains of the loftiest and purest with the power of death ?-how paint the agony that eloquence-equanimity which no emergency could succeeded that suspense, when the fearful conflict had disturb, and an energy and courage that no obstacle ceased? What language can do justice to the emo- could quell—what further than these, I ask,are necestions which accompanied the terrible certainty that sary to constitute greatness? Would that subtle intelthat glorious intelligence was blotted forever from leci have been powerless to cope with the diploamongst the existences of earth? To speak of sorrow, macy of courts? or that eloquence to which all lisin the ordinary sense, would be mockery ; to say that teners responded, have lost its charm within the walls all hearts throbbed with a common pulse of anguishi, of a senate? Would the sacred desk have paralyzed would miserably fail to depict the intensity of our woe. its power? or would it have been impotent, when Nor had I the power, would I again bring upon you, pleading the cause of right before the tribunals of his the tide of affliction that swept over your souls. "It is country? Did not that kingly presence, that mastery enough that you are Normals—that you knew him of human hearts, that unfailing self-possession, and whom we have lost. Recall that gloomy New-Year's steady judgment, and lightning-like perception, mark day which brought with it a realization of our worst him infallibly for one who could have led armies to fears; our solemn meeting within these walls, which conquest and wrought for himself an immortality of seemed indued with inaudible voices that continually historic famehad inclination stooped so low? And spoke to our trembling souls the certainty of the para- yet, because he rose above the objects of ordinary am. lyzing stroke. Did not every thing seem shrouded in bition, and, with sight reaching far beyond the limits the very

blackness of the grave ? At the commence- of time, lent these powers to the greatest work of hu. ment of the term, but two brief months before, from manity, regardless of the unmeaning honors for which this very place where I now stand, had he pronounc- so many barter the fairest gifts of God-because, in ed your welcome again to the Normal School, in tones short, he disdained the idolatries of earth--men hesitate of feeling which even yet vibrate in your inmost hearts. to award the meed of greatness ;-hesitate to distinHere, each morning; had he led its exercises; and guish with their tinsel badges, one who so little rescarcely more than a week had elapsed since here, in spected them as to be content to live and die, merely words of more than usual eloquence and pathos, he --a teacher ? closed unconsciously to all, the career of his earthly Then be it so The day will come when such names teachings. And as you looked once more on the fa- shall shine brightest in the records of the world's hismiliar tokens of the past-as you gazed on the well- tory ;-when such men shall stand forth there, its true known faces on every side, and your eyes sought patriots and heroes The day will come when men again the vacant seats of your teachers—for a brief shall vie with each other to do honor to his memory; instant, reason wavered before hope, and you could —when enlightened generations shall turn their gare but believe that you had been laboring under the in- backward into the dusky shadows of this age, amiresfluence of a frightful dream, and that a few moments cue from the relicts of its barbarism, the fame of one would give again to your sight the form you had ima- whose genius and desires carried him far beyond the gined lost to it forever. But the miserable illusion scope of appreciation by his cotemporaries. was but momentary. One by one your teachers en Accompanying this consoling reflection, con:es a tered the room; silently each took his accustomed remembrance, to you, of an influence equally holy and place; and then—when you glanced from their hag- soothing. Associated with his death, is a cons ious gard countenances, in which was written all the ness that the responsibility which the event threw on wretchedness of despair, to one still vacant seat in you, in connection with others, has been nobly met.their midst—then burst upon you the full extent and You have proved yourselves worthy the confidence terrible reality of your bereavement. And so intense reposed in you by the guardians and teachers of the was the agony which this consciousness awakened, school. You, fellow-students, will be distinguished that when, amidst a silence, broken only by sobs that from those of other terms, for the prompt and unwawould not be restrained, you listened to the trembling vering support you yielded to it at the most critical accents of one who had ever been associated in your period of its existence. The influences this affliction thoughts and affections with him, the very announce- has cast around you, are purifying and holy: On you ment he made, seemed in itself á relief.

has descended a distinction most honorable and saLet us draw a veil over this sacred scene. It is cred; yours is a nobility of grief.

It has been your sufficient, that the recollection of that hour lives still melancholy privilege to listen to the last teachings of within the sanctuary of your hearts ;--so must it ever that gifted spirit, and look on the dust whence it had live. Tears of affection have gushed plentifully forth fled forever. And oh! may the remembrance of that to water his grave, and ever will they keep green the last look never fail to recall a sense of your desti. laurel whose leaves mingle with its cypress. Holier ny and your duty! may those teachings, coupled with than the flame that rose unceasing!. from the ves- his spotless example, and sanctified by his martyrdom tal altar, the fires of admiration and love shall ever in the great cause, ever be present in your minds, to be kept alive in your bosoms by the remembrance of guide you through the difficulties and temptations of his genius and his worth.

life. And well may you linger with fondness on his For such a man, our sorrow is both selfish and gen. memory,

for seldom does the Deity vouchsafe to man, erous. We mourn selfishly for ourselves,-generousaccomplishments and gifts as rare and various as ly for the world. But how do we dare to murmur at were united in him. This place and hour-my own his departure? Seemed it not, during those fearful utter incapacity-forbid any adequate eulogy on DAP days, that his spirit, wearied with its mortal probation, VID P. Page; but from a few remarks on a character so was struggling with the bonds that bound it to the admirable, i must not refrain. All bear unequivocal earth? It was even so; his physician will tell you and earnest testimony to his virtues ;-I ask, has he that it was not the disease that sundered the tie; it not an equal title to the award of greatness ? ' With a was the strength of a soul which no human power soul above the paltry pursuits of the world—a mind could longer detain from its native Heaven. pre-eminent for the highest attributes of reason and Let, then, our mourning be tempered with resigna

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tion. Powerful as was his influence while on earth, brightness through the charmed atmosphere of disis it not even greater now? Still may that spirit hover tance,--home, with its love of kindred, and luxury of over the scenes of his earthly labor; still, drawn by fireside delights,-home, “sweet home,” beckons sympathy and compassion, may it frequent these halls; you back to its loved retreat. Another life-- a life still present, as before, may its whisperings strengthen which you would fain picture to yourselves radiant the promptings of conscience and faith and breathe into with eiernal sunshine-com-ences with your deall its exercises, the holiness of its own purified nature. parture from these halls. The clouds which have Still he lives ; lives in influence and in name: overshadowed you in the Past, seem to cast no shade

"He is not dead; the great man never dies.” on your future path. There all is light and hope; From this event, we turn to the still more sudden your way seems strewn with flowers, and your spirdeparture of a school-mate. Totally un warned of the its continually bathed in the music of gladness. change which awaited her-denied the privilege of Fellow-students, your course through life, if not a even one short prayer to compose her soul for its constant fruition of youthful visions, may be one of startling flight-with no hands of kindred to smooth contentment and pure joy. The performance of duty her dying pillow—one of our nuruber has been snatch- to ourselves and to others is its own

exceeding rich ed away in the very morning of life, when existence reward.” Happiness is twin-born with virtue. You itself is a delight, to the immediate presence of her go forth to toil, indeed, but your toil may be made God. In her accustomed place at the close of one sweeter than the most intoxicating pleasures of the week, her death was announced to us at the commence- voluptuary. You go to toil; but toil more honorable ment of the next, and her mortal remains, even then, than his who reared his throne on a pyramid of huhundreds of miles away, speeding to the home to which man bones, and whose sceptre flashed over the cora few weeks were to have restored her, flushed with onets of a hundred kings. No history, perchance, health and hope, and the joy of that re-union. Little will chronicle your deeds on its false page; no shouts did her fond friends anticipate such a return. Yet are of swarming thousands herald the approach of your they not entirely unconsoled; the knowledge that her footsteps; but the record of your labors will be found duties, here, were ever promptly discharged, her re-written in golden characters in the revelations of eterlations unexceptionably sustained, must have been to nity, and your spirits borne to their home on high, their afflicted hearts

amidst the songs of rejoicing angels. “Like healing sent on wings to sleep;"

To you, gentlemen of the Executive Committee, I for such an one could not have been ill prepared to die. would tender the adieus of my associates, and their And yet three more of the Normal band have been thanks for your kindness and your care.

When the gathered to the grave. Three of those who in former school was so suddenly and painfully deprived of its terms, passed out from amongst us, have, during head, you reposed in them a confidence alike honorthe present, been called to exchange the mysteries of able to all. That confidence they have endeavored this iiie for the certainties of the next. It was the to justify. And during that hour of gloom, you more privilege of but few of us to enjoy with these a per-| than realized the hopes of those who trembled lest sonal acquaintance; but we have been permitted to our institution should sink beneath the blow. It is a hear from the lips of those who knew them, such tes- privilege we cannot be denied, to say to you, on leave timony to their purity and worth, that we can but join ing, that the wisdom you manifested during that tryin the notes of mourning that followed their departure. ing emergency, has won froin us unreserved confi

May not these reminiscences, fellow-students, he dence and respect; and that, in wishing for you hereto us like the admonitions of guardian spirits? As of after, an equal exhibition of this quality, we express, old, gay revellers were often startled in the midst of to the fullest extent, our anticipations of your success their mirth, as their eyes fell on the skeleton form in the management of the school, which had been introduced as a memento mori their

But to our teachers, I cannot hope to express the banquet, so may we retain in our minds the memory feelings which this moment inspires. Earnestly, as of these tokens of mortality, to remind us of the we have endeavored to perform our various duties, vanity of earthily pleasures, and the unresting flight we feel that whatever of success we may have had, of time that bears us onward to the grave. And so is, in a great degree, attributable to you. Standing as may they be remembered, that, even in life, death we do on the threshold of departure, all the evidences shall be robbed of its terrors :-may each

of your unceasing kindness, rush with indescribable “So live, that when the summons comes to join distinctness upon us.

Your gentleness, firmness, and Th’ innumerable caravan that moves

consistency—your untiring efforts for our improveTo that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death,

ment-- are registered indelibly in our hearts. EspeThou go not, like the quarry slave, at night,

cially have these qualities been displayed, since so Scourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed

fearful an inraad was made in your ranks. It was By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,

then, that extremity developed in an eminent dogroo, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch your conscientious interest in the school, and your

About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams." fitness for the trusts you hold. And, in our Principal, But the hour of separation must not be dedicated especially, no false modesty must prevent an expressalone to sorrow. Glimpses of the purest joy beam ion of our confidence. A crisis of the most alarming through the gloom upon us, like sunlight from the nature has occurred in the history of our school. It is cloud. The recollection of friendships formed, of due to our feelings--to the cause--to all who hear souls expanded, of principles imbibed, brings with it me to-day—that the views of those who have had the a sweet solace for our regret. All,- those who pass best opportunity of observing the results—those who hence forever, and those who return again to spend have known the school as it was, and as it is, and another season in the experiences of student-life, - are who to-day receive the last token of its benefits- be inspired with impulses in no way akin to sorrow. given, as we leave forever its hallowed precincts.The prospect of duties yet to do, nerves your hearts We would say, therefore, that our confidence in the with an energy mingled with strong joy. Home, with Normal School'is unshaken. At that hour when clouds all its delights,—its old familiar haunts of childhood, and thick darkness enveloped its fate--when its and the faces, as familiar, of those who made them friends stood appalled by its peril, and its very existdear,—its dreams of youth, gleaming in their pristine lence seemed to hang trembling on the slightest ad.

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