Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1892-01-14

EdRegister-I send you a verbatim
ct literatim copy of an essay written
by one of my pupils, Laura Henderson,
who is just twelve years old, and read
at the close of my school in Clones dis
trict on the oath. J..T. PATTERSON.
CLOSE OF SCHOOL.
j When contemplating the close Of
school, my thoughts naturally drift
over the past acts, both good and bad,
that have characterized our being
while connected with the present term
of school which closes to-daY.sa We
have just closed an assiduous struggle
for knowledge; and how well we have
succeeded, is to be measured by the eff
forts put forth during the struggle.
The best institutions of learning that
can open their portals to us can only
furnish assistance, and the actual work
of advancement must depend prinSfp
ally upon our own efforts. To-day we
realize that many precious moments
have been wasted, and are numbered
with the things of the past.
But we cannot call them back; and
this fact alone should stimulate us to
grander and sublimer aspirations in
the future. Never before in life has it
occurred to me SO forcibly as il does
to-day, that we are SO soon to step up
on the stage of activity to try the
sterner realities of life. We also real
| ize that one is not judged by what he
| could have done, but by what he has
done, and that the time is near at hand
when all men will be judged by their
intellects. . This being true, how inn
portant that we should strive to pre-
pare ourselves for the duties that
await us.
1t has been truly said that our school
days are the happiest of our lives; and
as we older grow, how much more forc-
IDLY do we realize that such is true.
To-day, this beautiful afternoon,
when we contemplate the separation
that is so soon to follow, sadness chas-
es away the smiles of happiness that
have characterized our being during
the past six months. The question
comes to me over and over again.
'sShall we ever meet here again?"
And, if not, are we prepared to battle
against the many adversities that will
surely come across our pathway to cast
gloom of dependency over our livesP
Be that as it may, we to-day step out
from the instructions that have been
SO carefully given us to prepare us for
future usefulness. Let us ever be
found up and doing, having grander
view of life and a nobler purpose,
brighter anticipation for the Gro wning
object in life.
ssHow pleasant have been our school
days IL
Within these dear and rustic walls.
We will think of them on our journeys
AS future years around us fall.
Together we have walked life's journey Z
Cutting flowers from wisdom's gar
den fair,
The summons to part we must obey,
And with others our pleasures share.
These cherished days are ended,
They are numbered with the past,
Time, in his ever onward tread,
Holds them forever in his grasp.
But while the thoughts of other times
So bright, SO few we wander over,
Then comes thought, in another cline,
We will meet again to part no more
Bye and bye in world that's new,
In a life that's all untried,
We will pluck with pleasure, glad and
true, -
Flowers eternal on the other side.
School mates and teacher, it is hard to
leave
The place we have loved SO we'll,
But the hour has come when we must
breathe
The parting words, farewell, fare
we'll"
The names of Steinitz and Tschigorin
would Lead one to regard chess as a
sEeezy game. Star Sayings.