The Portland daily press., 1870-07-02
Hteh School Exhibition.

| IdIc siSut III buC dttdy VI ucat'Iui IuCtS u III
girls. and bright, manly countenanees of tn
boys OF the graduating class In the centre o
the graduates sat his Honor Mayor Kinssbury
and several of the City Government, 9osePi
Libby, ESQ., for 36 years Principal OF the nis
School, the members of the Schooi Com ni'''e'
and Mr.. A. p Stone the Principal ana 'eacn
ers Of the High School
The following was the
ORDER OF EXERCIsEs.
CLASS SONG.
so,,t.tory Address in Latin. Charles F. Kimbal'
Digging tor Treasure. .......'.;:...R Rosa =. True
ny creek Mtis 1ersi.n Of websters Address to the
veterans of Bunker Hill. 80. Hannibal II. Emery
Lucy N. Blanchard and Annie L. Nash
Myta L. Drummond
Glass Chronicles. ........... .Einor N. Sherwood
Elevating influence OF the study OF Astronomy
yoesI Daett.Bat;ie with Lie Warren W. Cole
Mary a. L. Burton oman and Bcaiah r Mosely
Select Heading-The Court Scene from the
Merchant Of venice:.D Duke, Fa, ME Morrow;
Skytock, Ella M. Gupti'l; antonio, Ella
| IhurStOu; Bdssdnio Anna ). Eamrs; Ora
tiaro, Cora Stevens; Portia, Anne L. Nash:
| Clerk, ETC., Mary S. Weeks
| Looking toward the Sunset-ClGss Poem 900.
Harriet Bradley
Boys Prophecies. George H. Curtis
.-.~'","~."'0'' Elizabeth W. Barrett
Vocal Quartette-Beautiiul Sunset. Jcane
.: Percy. Emma E. Dyer, Thomas L. Talbot
Girls Prophecies. Adelaide E. Prince
pyrites-fools Gold caroli"e l. G. Scales
dictory. .Chaiios Perry.
Eo ,,s v;aed1ct0ry Mary A. l.. Burton
cohierring OF Diplomas:
Award Of Medals.
| s...... Addresses.
1 ,bo @, ~
! the same that was published by us Just after
Glass Day, Mr.. Charles F. Kimball was intro
duced who delivered the saIutatory in grace
full manner expressed in the choicest Horatian
| Latin. l..
| digging for Treasure by Miss Rosa e.
True, was next upon the programme. The
speaker commenced with the fable of the old
man who, upon his death bed, informed his
| children that silver and gold had he none, but
| there was the vineyard in which a treasure lay
hidden. The children msinterpreting their
| parents words, dug around the vines in every
part of the field and the consequence was u
noble harvest. So we must dig if we would
accomplish anything Sir Alex. Hamilton said
| that when he had q subject in hand be studied
it profoundly and that it held all his thoughts.
| So when Daniel Webster was urged to speak,
he persistenty refused, saying that he never
| conversed or spoke on any subject until his
mind was thoroughly imbued with it, Gen
us is nothing but untiring effort, and labor not
genius makes the man. Life is what we make
1t, and the more we improve our talents the
greater will be their increase. Hope is an es-
sential element of success to cheer us on. In
the word treasure is magic like that of the
open sesame" over the robbers cave, and only
those who improve the gifts melted out to them
will find the value of their treasure when at
the harvest time they come to bind up their
own sheaves. sa.
"My Mission" by Miss Lucy N. Blanchard,
followed, and was an amusing account OF the
perplexty that beset the fair speaker to decide
to what profession she should devote her valu-
able life. She spoke of the present hour as
fraught with events of the greatest importance
to herself. She was about to launch out on the
sea of life. 1t was not her mission to be the
wife OF butcher, baker or candle-stick maker,
to simply become removed among the neigh
borhoOd as a culinary genius. No! she would
devote her life to the improvement of her in
tellectual faculties. Every one should have a
nilsson. A universal genius never was success.
full. She described what castles iu the air she
had built. Her first idea had been that she
would become missionary among the heath
en-. She pictured her imaginary well meant
efforts at converting them. All at once she
| thought what horrid situation would be hers
among all these horrid cannibals That beau
tiful hymn was forced upon her mind: .1Y ..
81 wish was a cassowary .H ft. ~.
On the sands of Tin buctoo,
III .gobbIe up missionary
IA. thu oootS anu uyiuu DOCK tOOs'
And she could not help thinking what if she
should be ate in spite of her exertions. Next
she thought of pedagOguing. How nice it
would be to become the school mistress of the
beautiful village school where some great man
had learl ed his b abs, and perhaps become
the teacher OF some future President Then
came the other side of the picture the being
boarded round from house to house, tossed from
one family to another like a shuttle. Geek with
all the accompanying grievances. Then she
thought of becoming member of Soross, hut
she could not bear the idea of renquishing all
those little adOrnments that so enchance the
female sex, and never! oh never! could she
step into the gutter TO make way for a man.
Music wouldn't do. Night after night had she
!abored at poetic efusion, "her eye in fine
frenzy rolling" the result of this great effort
Now we part -
Heart from heart,
..t Let's drop tear ... =. u..
.-.. Right down here. .4 ggr
Alas! nothing seemed to answer and she was
compelled to cry, what shall I do to be forever
known and make the world mine own
The "Greek Version" by Mr.. Hannibal EN-
cry, was no doubt of attic purity that would
have delighted Mr.. Demosthenes, and was
greeted with the applause it deserved and by
which the audience intended to convey the i'm
preston that they understood it.
Misses Lucy N. Blanchard and Annie L.
Nash played an instrumental duet with con-
siderable execution and expression which form
ed pleasing interlude among the literary ex
ercises.
'The Rejected Stone,'' the class essay, by
Miss Myra L. Drummond. The speaker COM
menced by saying that far back in the chaos
| the new command was given to complete the
great work begun. Immediately the seas
| stan ted to find new channels; continents were
| rven in twain. Not immediately did the
troubled waters find resting place, but form
Ia .kn..,
sions of nature were thrown up in the midst
of the deep. Then Adam appeared upon the
| scene. The speaker then went on in most
logical manner from this formation of the earth
| to show how tue advance of progress had been
| externally slow. Ignorance, superstition and
| all the passions that rule men made great eff
| forts to arrest its coward steps, but in vain.
All great inventions were in the beginning re-
| ceived with scorn, and men passed their YER
| dict upon them without investiga lion. Most
| men have labor.d all their lives at some great
work to meet with failure, and to have their
work accepted only after their decease. Now
| the blessings of knowledge are fully recognize
ed, and all the world are permitted to follow
| their own tastes whether they are for good or
| evil. Let the taste for the false be removed,
let all Judge more charitably OF the works and
strivings of Others, let them endeavor TO cor
| rect their own errors, then will they find tlem
| selves nearest 10 perfect excellence and that
shat the stone that the builders rejected had
/
This essay was not only most polished 10
diction, but was worthy of publication in full
for the profundity of thought displayed and
the beauty of the metaphors, and was worthy
in the highest degree the title of the Glass
Essay. ~
Next upon the programme came "The Clai:
Chronicles" by Miss Elinor Sherwood:
| CHRONICLES OF TIE CLASS OF 10.
For the last thine as the class of 70 We
stand before you. For four long years view
been together. During that time we have done
| as others before US have done. We have had
our scrapes-eur quarrels-we have wept and
walled, have laughed and ggged-school-gir
fash:on--we have vowed eternal hatred, ant
then, fifteen minutes after, arm in arm, friends
once more we have called forth TO the "Dakt
house." there 10 celebr .te the Joyful occasion,
| and smother our cares in "oyster crackers"
| In the year 1S6S-mourned and lamented BY
| all that were nearest and dearest, the will
School, died. The cause of her decease was
| this. A small boy after the manner of his kind
fell into mischief, and with the aid of a fire.
cracker frightened people into fits scared chill
dren out of their wits, the result OF his per
Torrance was this, that where many tree hat
| grown, and many house had stood, nj hill fit
so that from that old school, the abode of dust
mosquitoes, and mice, we came, a little band O
pilgrims, few in number, not at all imposing il
appearance. We first braved the perls and
dangers OF that miniature world school" Oh
the admiration and care with which we looked
up to that great and impressive body, the frs
+ class" From afar of, with euviOus eyes, W
surveyed their long dresses, their pouderou
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