The University daily. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 18??-????, 1893-06-13
The Farewell 4 1dress Of the Presi-
dent DC ne Senior Glass.

me Farewell Address Of the Presi.
dent of ~ senior Glass.
Fellow students What have i
as president 81 this class, to say td
yona The feelings Of my soul ar
too bic for nttelHnce. III the mirror
of each familiar countenance, / read
depicted the many bright visions
Of the past; vet they now become
clonded with the unWelcome eOnvic-
ton that they are forever gone
Where now are those sunny homes 81
our early YOUTH Where are those
friends the companions OF oul
childhood daysa Where those
scenes Of joy and pleasure those
hours ere youth had dreamed 81
care OF the bosom had borne d sigh
Where are those gladdening smiles
that wreathed those lips Of departsd
ones VAnieLleN sl1C gone l0f:
ever Like ! summer dream MAJ
their happy being Like i f0etine
dream they passed away yet still
I find remaining 4 few OF the com
panions of my early joys. i behold
those. with whom / have moved in
the circles Of pleasures, with whom
I have gamboled these hills and
these woods, and with whom 1 have
walked in the gardens Of science.
These awaken many q pleasing asso-
citation, many fond and endearing
"reminiscences am led to think
again Of the departed visions Of
youth, of those scenes of pleasure,
of those SMILES of beauty, Of. those
bursts ofygladness, and of those
words Of confded friendship strewn
like flowers over the vista of the
past Though like faded flowers
they are gone forever, stillin the vase
of memory their fragrance Yet re-
mains, In these scenes have the
ties of friendship been nurtnred and
strengthened, ties that can be sever
ed but by the hand sof all-dfsolving
nature. Here together, we have toll
ed, together have we joyed, and in
the sequence of events we have be-
held one BY one our old companions
leave us, till at length, but a few re.
main joined by the ties of warm and
tender fellowship. The time has
now come when We must part, when
we no longer With each other shall
mingle I'M pleasure, and Chamber to
gether the ragged sleeps Of science.
To each familiar scene, wild wood
and rock. walk and mountain shade,
we must bid adieu. From these
scenes so long sacred to the friend
and fellow student, this day tells us
to turn our steps away, perhaps for
ever. Your memory, with the ties
Of association il these. will remain
inscribed in characters that can
never fade. Though their fair verdi
ure may ne'er greet the wandering
student back to his native vale, to
the llaunts of his childhood, still
in your remembrances will their
memory live. I leave them behind
me. Soon strange feet will fill our
footsteps, strange friends will take
our places. lis ours soon to be
scattered to other lands, and chimes
When thus again no other morn, no
other chapel will e'er convene US
here together. The wanderer may
return and meet his kindred around
the domestic fireside, but when again
shall we meet this band of fellow
students. You will go, various in
fiuences will draw you to other
climes, when thus too you will leave
behind you the scenes Of childhood
the ford endearments of home
Thus you will leave behind you the
early friendships, the stories of a
kind father, the signs of a tender
mother, the tears Of a devoted sister.
A farewell may bless you and a for
eign tomb receive you. But go, my
friends and companions, go where
the duties of honor call you, Let
wisdom and virtue be the hand maids
of your ways, and as beacon stars
guide you on the pilgrimage Of life.
May you guide yourselves go that
the sun Of your existence may 60
down in splendor and the eve Of
your slumbers be mantled in peace.
Let your virtue and worth wax
brighter with age, sthatl the. transit
Of your being may leave footprints
on the sands Of time Then ali down
the winding current of your declin-
ing years, may your bark glide
swiftly on and peaceful zephyrs Waft
them and moor them at last in the
haven Of rest. Farewell.
BRAxFoN DAVENfoRT.