The true northerner., 1900-06-27

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son, Lena Rickard.
! Scientific course-W Walter Hall, Gene
We've Dillon.
German-English course-Clara Wood
man, Florence Shafer.
Latin-English course-Roscoe Brough-
ton, Grace Orr.
English course-Maie Wilson, Hugh
Hurd, Daisy Lord, Roy Cleveland, Nina
| Healy, Velma Huntington.
The above is a list of the graduates for
the year 1900, and no class in the history
of the school has had more talent, or has
more fairly earned diplomas. The class
day program has heretofore been pub
lished in The True Northerner, and as it
is impossible to go sufficiently into detail
TO give anything like fair summary OF
the essays and orations of the class, we
will only say that one and all were cred
liable indeed, and delivered in a style
that showed careful preparation.
Thursday evening, in spite of the rain,
the rink was well filled. The address by
DIR. Frank Crane of Chicago was the
principal portion of the evenings pro-
gram.
Rev. III. w. Harvey offered the invoca-
tion
Very fine music was rendered by Tay-
lor's orchestra best musical organi-
zation Paw Paw has had IN years.
DIR. Crane spoke in part as follows:
Suppose you had a million dollars?
What would you do with itY l presume
you have all studied over that question
a good deal. You may have thought of
| it this morning when you lay in bed--or
last Sunday morning, when you had
more time to lie in bed-and before your
half closed eyes there rolled the picture
of a carriage gliding between the
stately palaces, down the boulevard of
great city. A carriage, and drawn by
two high stepping, spanking horses,
driven by coachman with a dove col
ored coat, white trousers and gilt but
tons and black hat. A carriage re-
! splendent in varnish and gilt, your mon
ogram on the door, and inside of the car
riage you saw lolling around there on the
cushions-you. Just think of that. Then
you had all the pleasure that Bridget
thought she might have when she rode
in carriage for the first time In her life
going home from church after being
married, and she leaned her head back
against the unaccustomed luxury of the
upholstery, and said, Pat" "Well, what
| is itY" "There is Just one thing lacking"
"And what's that, Biddy?" "Oh, that
we could stand on the sidewalk and see
ourselves 90 by" / know it is always a
good deal more pleasure in dreaming of
having a good time, than in having a
good time, because when you are having
good time, then that is all there is about
it, and when you dream of having fun,
you can lay there in your bed, draw up
your feet, push your ear down in your
pillow and shut your eye and watch
yourself have it, and so the pleasure is
doubled. And you saw this beautiful
carriage roll up and stop in front of a
stately mansion, and you put your beau
tiful foot out upon large stone upon
the sidewalk with your name carved on
it-carved on the stone-and you walked
up to your house, your name on the front
door on gold plate, and your servant
opened the door for you, servant with
your name on his collar, and another
servant came and took your cane, and
another servant came and took your
gloves and another servant came and
took your hat, house just crawling with
servants to wait on you, and you walked
on floors that were buried beyond all
resurrection in graves of velvet brussels,
and you looked at walls you could not
see for the massive pictures which con-
cealed them, pictures each one of which
cost fortune, and you walked through
apartments that were strewed with fur
niture that might have been borrowed
from the marble halls of Nero, and at
last you sat down TO table, as the news
papers say, groaning with all the delica-
cies of the season, and then you found out
that you could not hold anything more
than a tramp. Just think of being worth
million dollars, with a stomach no
larger than an ordinary tramp!
Or suppose, instead of all this money,
you had all strength; that you were just
as strong physically as you ever dreamed
you would like to be when you were a
boy; that like those wonderful genii of
the arabian Nights" you could go into
the forests and pull up trees by the roots
with one hand, or set your shoulder
against the school house, tip it over and
watch the scholars and teachers run out
of the doors and windows like scared
bugs.
Or suppose, instead of all this money
and strength, that you had still another
form of power over your fellow men.
Suppose that you had all wisdom, all
knowledge and knowledge you remem-
ber it is said in the third reader, is pow
er. Suppose, therefore, that you knew
so much that when you made a remark
it would alter the destiny of nations.
When you gave your opinion about
things il would change the current Of
history; that you knew so much that all
the political managers OF the country