The intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1887-1891, 1888-06-09

the Young enjoy. Upon being intro
duccd to one of the senior c0ilcgians-
perhaps the orator of his class our
young vaIrdictOrian waited,in mood to
follow the drift of his first brilliant re-
mark. Can any of you recall how, to
us, in those days, the iutcllects OF those
students of Masonic college used to
tower? Casting his eyes 10 the ceiling
as il To gather inspiration, at the same
time twirling the ends of IL very blond
mustachc, the cOIlegian in question,
with somewhat accelerated cnuncia-
ton, said at last, Ibid you come out
to-uighi, Miss? Come out to nightP"
Perhaps ne considered her vision
formed on the spot. To his uDexpect- |
ed remark she responded, '1es, came
out from Lexington" Then shifting
the weight OF his body from foot to
loot, alternately, and seeming to rack
his memory for some well-turned SELL
iCnCc, or classical alIuslou, which
should be mOre to the point of his
opportunity, in another effort to dive
TO the depths of his mind and bring up
All idea, still iwirling the ends of his
moustachc, he said, Did you come out
tO-nigh? Come out to- night?" 1t still
remains, amidst that coterie of once
upon a lime girls, Il sufficient express
sion OF otherwise indispensable humor
10 merely bring the fingers to the lip
III imitation of nervously twirled
mOustaChe.
lie suffered, perhaps, under her crit
iCism. But he aftcrward enjoyed the
fullest opportunity of crilicising her i'll
mans iavoritc way. she NluJ3ied Him.
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prlmordial stuff of things that we cdn-
not forget!
Whose hands set up the gateway
through which we pass to our inheri-
lance? Gratitude does not forget! A
thousand thanks for Vassar, Smiths,
the Harvard Annex, and the future
Neutrality-suspicious. to Oxford
which shall one day stand upon Ameri-
can soil, a gift to the women of the
country from the hands OF mcn. But,
perhaps, they are building better than
they intend! Sill, we propose to take
them Through the great arch OF the
portal and show them some things on
the other sile, which they are not now
asking to see. Some there are who
have had more than IL passing glimpse
| through the widening valves of the
great gate. If what they tell us be
true, then, the finest Imagination is the
| highest truth. The hopes, loves and
aspirations of humanity are threading
the illimitablc blue void with strings
of IN adjustment SO exquisite that the
| lightcst touch of a passing wing sends
raining through time and space the
prismatic dew of highest impulses.
| lhpuiScS lhd', WHICH touCheu ny "SPi-
ration, become transigured into real
! lied ideals.
AuaIu uothiuo is ever lostl All
donIs conn, koynua o;uLt In t,Eiuo
| "''"9 c'"n' IVY VIVA ''S
| up again tiic uioppco aCti'l'ice VI 'h''
to the large and swelling harmony
"ILn ~ w 49,, "'
ioi ,ic h'S''' c""C"'''' Va "'"i"''
W clc0mc!
Al tho cIoSn of ,ha addraGS which
was highly appreciated by the audience,
| AJ;so pot,;a WodJnll rn.J,ha G,lloyuinu
response, written ior 'he "'casioh ny
MISS Minnie Il. Davis, q Cincinnati,
IN. rn N ~
VINO Is DrlIIiahl graduate oi H. r. ",
but who could not be present:
...
| RESPONSE III MISS MINNIE II. DAVIS
LSTt"gt0n, Mo:
| FROM the green mus ihht rlsr aooul tnS oroW,
! And from Ill" prairi"s stretching ilke the sea,
In answer To thN long awaited call
/ dear Alma Mater, we are come 10 thee
We come, thy daughters and the tie Is close,
As when we learned our lessons at thy knee.
Nor are they all, whose dwellings cluster
here,
| hat gather round lhee al thy nome To-Day.
From fragrant shadows of magnolia trees,
FRO II slopes that catch the sunsets latest ray,
Nirgina's valley II Il OhiO's hills.
Their hearts are here whose homes are far
away.
| Aud are these all? What human voice can
say
UnfatcriuR, there are none hut those we see ?
What love OF thine, dear Mother, Teaches us
Nay, nay not here-teir home too bright to
leave;
! 1T stIll Thy memories link them close win
thee.
Therr need, no vow Of ServIuc or OF love
| 'pherc needed none from tl,c,. 10 us of old
i We glyc 10 thee the swe,Ir>t, huhe,i name
That woman riyes and bears: our hearts en-
fold
our mother with the rosy glow of youth.
ihe ilRht ol i"Fe''Ha' grows not la'nt OF r"'u'
,,..,
Impatient prisoners al the wra,y task.
Ihc outer world was raiiin;. anh we knew
mask;
N%a,I ,y, We ont answer Hi TO her call ~ come'
n anu ,, w" M , ,m' ,ae
The chapel holds the busy throns, but we,
Yet yin,IIy, from the world we thou ,ht so
fair.
we come 10 tread the college halls once more.
Hnw ,'her Ur,% re H,o,'nrn ,a. nI NJ" VIE
We nnger here ,iII wonder monitor
Warns u that We again must leave Thy side {;
the bell citnSN loudly that the hour Is past
summons hence that VIII mol be denied.
~, ",uns ,h., rI,iiIIh ,'norn. s,yoc, sm
twIne.
70 later structures founded deep on love.
Where All Tie blessings oi lhis world COM
~, ,T,,.,r .,r, ,,,ou nathan ,no,o,, diana.
Memories Of dead and living slil, are thine.
MINNIE X DAVIS.
Cincinnati, May, 1883.
The poem was followed by q vocal
!, duet by Misses BnXiG Chiles and Vir,
gle MCClelland.
Mrs. Sarah lfsiirE Eastwood. one OF
,h. j;s,,,,;o, ,r ,,o .ss,.ioti,, ,Lo,
~.
fea'l tue i"iioWl'S tl"5S 'iistofy from
I5Ij TO 1873!
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