The Portland daily press., 1895-07-03

Bearce, Turner; Harold Page Ford,
Whitefeld.
Ladies-Alice Mabel Bray, Skow-
hogan; Clio Melissa Chilcott, Ellsworth
Abbie Emma Fountain, Waterville
Linda Graves, Skowhegan; Lila Pendle
ton Harden, Jefferson; Mary Blanche
Lane, Waterville; Lily Sawyer Pray,
Bath; Clara Belle Tozier, Fairfield !;
Carrie May True, Waterville; Madge
Shirley Wilson, South Paris.
D. K. E. ANNIVERSARY.
The 50th anniversary of XII chapter of
the D. K. E., at the Baptist church this
evening, was one of the notable events of
commencement week. The members of
the order marched to the church preceded
by band. The building was filled to
overflowing, many ladies being present
Hon. Josiah II. Drummond, who pre-
sided oyer the exercises, called attention
to the fact that he had presided at the
first meeting of the chapter half century
ago. Prof. Nathaniel Butler, '73, invoked
The divine dhmsb blessing ade after W which arans
history of d. K. E and Colby chapter
He told of the origin of the Greek letter
societies, the first one having been formed
at William and Mary in 1776. d. K. E.
was organized at Yale in 1914, and in ten
years had grown to a membership of
eighteen chapters. Colby cha pter was the
fourth formed, and now stands third, one
having ceased to exist. Members of XII
chapter have gone to all parts of the
world. They have been found in Bur-
NAH, Australia and China. The sun
never sets on the XII and neither does
any other body celestial or Aerestrial.
Among it's members there have been
eighty seven lawyers, sixtyfour clergy
men, thirty seven doctors, three college
presidents (Butterfeld, Small and
Meserye) and ten college professors. -Four
Of its sons have served in Congress, Mark
H. Dunnlel, Harris M. Plaisted, Seth L.
Milliken and Richard G. Shannon. The
d. K. e. sent fifteen hundred members
to the war, some wearing blue, some
gray. Colby's chapter sent forty four, all
of whom fought for the North. One be-
colonies, eight lieutenants colontls, nine
were killed in battle. The XI. has always
been foremost in college athletics, and
also in scholarship, twenty-five of thirty
nine prizes now being enjoyed by D. K.
E. s. Mr.. Johnson's reading of this
honorable record was loudly applauded.
Judge William p Whitehouse was the
attention of the audience for an hour
while he talked eloquently Of the aim of
college education. He urged that it
should be brought into closer harmony
with modern thought while still teach
ing the good in the deeds and ideas of
old Greek and Latin were still of value,
but in teaching them they should not be
given undue prominence at the expense
of modern languages. 1t should be re-
membered that they became dead
languages presumably because they
ceased to answer the needs of the world
The poem by Leslie G. Cornish ESQ.,,
was both wise and witty.
Portions of Mr.. Cornishs poem fol-
lows:
What changes have come in this world
of ours
Since the date we recall tonight,
From numbering stage to Pullman car,
Tallow dip to electric light.
The news they read in the weekly
sheets
Had occurred many months before;
Our morning paper, though weakly
enough,
Brings the latest from every shore.
The clever brain and the nimble hand
Have been busy with some new plan
Till Asbury Park has come to be known
AS the second Eden of man.
L
With every year of it's flow,
But sometimes | think that the greater
sped
Doesn't filter the depths below.
Then labor was quite matter of course
In every station of life.
Strikes, lockouts and Debs were events
unknown.
They hadn't much time for such strife
A dollar meant a hundred good cents,
And held up it head with the BEST;
They didn' t inject just 60 per cent;
In Providence trust for the rest.
No female club deep problems discussed
OF the social woman's sphere,
But home life has never been sweeter
Nor the mistress of home more.dear
She did not fret if her partner in life
Did the voting while at home she stayed !;
1t was woman's fear in the olden time
That she might have 10 man to aid.
Society moved on a simpler plan;
Its machinery then was crude:
The servant girl question and nervous
proStratiOn
We're later evolved, with the dude.
o tonight we all are boys again
And sit at our mothers knee;
No matter how sllvery are our locks
Or how rare any locks may be.
She welcomes us back with open arms,
She calls us each one by name,
She knows no titles or affixes here
We are the Bills and Joes once again.
We find her dressed in her ancient robes
Of red, old gold and blue
And the only jewel she cares to display
Is the diamond worn by you.
These many years at the loom she has
sat,
Like busy housewife of old,
And woven into the college wool
True friendships bright thread of gold.
No present she asks for in return
That wealth or art can suggest,
But simply the homage of filial love
Thet tokens that mothers prize best. :,
We bid her good night with reluctant
heart
Our eyes half blinded with tears,
For few of us here can expect to see,
The close of her hundred years.
But with hands clasped in the mystic
grip,
We will pledge till we cross the bar,