Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1899-06-30

ideal day for their excursion-a little
hot, perhaps, and dusty, but as part of
the trip of each was on the water, that
did not matter. The Delta Kappa Epsi-
Ions started good and early and drove
to Vergennes, where they had chartered
the new steamer Alexander for West
port. Here they had dinner at Westport
Inn and then went to Fort Frederick,
Crown Point, taking supper on the boat.
The Delta Upsilons took carriages to
Nergennes, and from there went up the
lake to Burlington on the steamer Mar
quette. returning to Nergennes for sup
per. The Chi Psis made their excursion
little more elaborate. They drove to
Ticonderoga, where they had dinner,
and then proceeded to Lake George.
Here they took steamer for trip down
the lake, returning to Tlconderoga in
time for supper and a moonlight drive
home.
Monday, Glass Day, was all that could
be desired as to the weather, and the
class exercises on the campus were car
ried out under the most favorable of cir
cumstances. A large number of friends
and relatives witnessed the rendering of
the program. The class president, Harry
F. Lake, welcomed the spectators and
delivered himself of sentiments of loyalty
to the old college. Frank w. Cady, the
historian of '99, had a thoroughly agree
able task assigned to him, and he did
full and complete justice thereto. If he
failed to convince his hearers that go
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anything that has happened of recent
years, the circumstance is strange. The
class orator, w. B. Richmond. selected
as the subject for his discourse "What
Can a College Do for a Man," He took
the broader view of the aims of a college
education, while not neglecting the
material advantages to be derived there.
from, and declared that it "enriches the
Students life. hrOadcns and deepens his
view of truth, ennobles his aims" Don
aid p. Hurlburt of Wevbrldge had been
selected as the class poet aud he read the
following verses:
Pause not, my comrades This IS not
The summit of our mount of striving:
We yet shall find much toll or lot
Ere at our journey = end arriving
'Tis but a foot hill on the way,
moments rest in our endeaVor,
y i'tle stop ere noon of day,
An instant's pause in lifes forever.
Wi h hearts of Joy, by heaven bestowed
We started out in life's glad morning;
We pucked fair blooms along the road,
In childish glce ourselves adornng.
We wondered why so green the grass
We marked the cleaning of the river;
We saw the skim ming swallows pass,
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In youths fond hope we trudged along,
Atho' we found that life was changing.
We whle1 away our tasks with song,
While far and wide in fancy ranging,
And now we reach this time of pain.
The bonds of years are soon to sever.
Say, shall we meet ana greet again,
Or do we part today forever:
Come. look away! The world is bright,
glorious scene is spread before us,
And up above the craggy his hit
In shaggy might is looming DER US.
Lift up your dropping head, my friend,
Press on in valiant, brave endeavor.
Pause not! until the journeys end
Shall find you at the top forever.
The distribution of gifts to the men,
bers of the class by Ernest j. Waterman
then followed. The choice of gifts was
supposed to "hit off, some hobby of the
recipients. and each was accompanied by
remarks relevant thereto. Miss Grace
NJ. Potter, having listened to the "lau-
relied Pythian priestess of Apollo" was
enabled to do her part in giving the class
prophecy to the entire satisfaction and
amusement of the audience-if not the
'subject" of each prediction. Having
been reincarnated in the form of pussy
in the year 1899, the sybil meets another
of the same species which turns out to be
the reincarnation of certain college
officer of the present day. The latter,
having kept close tab on the lives of
the class, is able to tell how each has run
his course. 1t is to be hoped that, like
so many other prophecies of the priestess
of Delphi, the contrary may prove to be
the correct Interpretation. The exercises
closed with the singing of the class ode,
the tune being that of "Tenting on the
Old Camp Ground" The ode was writ
ten by Mary Annette Anderson of Shore
ham, and is here given:
We gather today for "A farewell song;
A song of hapDy days
That we shall all remember long,
| Tho treading sundered ways.
/ Oft in days to come will the memory turn
Back to the shady hull,
The gray old walls where the the ivy climbs,
The river cool and still
Thinking again, thinking again
| OF the days at dear o,d Midd.
| The mariner leaving his native shore,
And looking out to sea,
/ Hears hope sing song, to the breakers roar,
OF fair isles he will see.
So we today as we leave the past
Seek to read the futures skies
With cheerful hope, yet half-formed dread
OF the secret there that lies
Drifting away, drifting away
From the days at dear old Midd.
Alumni Day, Tuesday, was repetition
of those that went before in the matter
of fine weather. The many graduates of
the college who were in the village for the
week gathered at the old chapel in the
morning for the preliminary meeting
Little business of importance was trans