Perth Amboy evening news., 1907-06-15


Lillian M. Canse, Edith Hall Crowell,
Morris l.. Goldberger, Jacob B. josef
son, Mary Loretto Kelly Constant
Segal, Lulu c. Litterst, Margaret
Mary Martin, Ingeborg A. Oksen, Ed
ma NJ Mundy, Bessie e. Pullen, Ira
Alfred St. John.
Commercial Course-AleXis e.
Eastburn, Jack NJ Klein, Loretta G.
| Leahey, George E. Sharrot.
| Glass Honors - Classical, Walter
Barnes, Micheal J. Schultz; Latin
Scientific, Leisa F. Henry; CONNER
cial, George F. Sharrot.
Miss Henry's Essay.
Miss Henry's salutatory and essay
were as follows:
Mr. President, ladies and gentle
men, it is my privilege in behalf of
our faculty and of the class of 1907
| to extend to you most cordial vel
come to these exercises which mark
the end of four most pleasant years.
We take this opportunity to thank
everyone who has assisted us during
our course. Without the assistance
and encouragement of our teachers
and parents, we should not be here
tonight. We now stand at the be-
1 ginning of a more difficult but
broader life; we do not feel that,
when we receive our diplomas to-
night. we shall have finished our ed
ucation, but rather that we have been
laying the foundation on which we
may build in the coming years. AS
we have had your good wishes in the
past, we now hope that they will
/ follow us in the future. Your pres
ence here tonight in such numbers
/ speaks of the strong interest in us,
for which we are deeply grateful.
Standing before that well-known
painting of Millet's, The Sower,"
one cannot help being interested in
this painter, whose works are so diff
! ferent from other artists. We all
! know how important to the peasant
and farmer is the business of sowing
i the grain. When the sower winds
the white grain bag, around his arm,
filled with seed, the hope of the COM
ing year, he seems as if he were per-
forming a sacred ministry. 1t is this
spirit which we get in THE SoWer. =
! The figure is that of young peasant
who walks with rythmic step across
the steeply sloping field, finging his
: grain in the furroW. He is clothed
poorly, with a curious cap on his
head: The last rays of the setting
sun show the patient oxen at their
end of the furrow. This is the only
! light in the picture; all else is bath
ed in shadows. But always our eye
comes back to the "Sower," who
i looks so serious and dignified at his
humble labor.
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who loved his field; his field was art.
He painted what appealed to him.
He said, 1.-The peasant subjects suit
my temperament best; for | must
: confess that the human side of art is
what touches me most" So he paint
ed the peasants as he knew them.
r Millets success did not come east
, ly; year after year he toiled giving
to the world his message of the dig
!, nifty of labor before he won any rec
ognition. The greatest difficulties
!, which confronted him were his own
poverty and the prejudice of the peo-
: pie. Finally by constant labor, he
+. overcame these and gained success,
: success that will endure for ages.
, Thus Millet's life illustrates our
motto Labor Omnia Vincit."
In every walk of life, in all ages.
we find that the greatest men are
l those who have worked the hardest.
In public life, in the world of liter
!. ature, science and art, those VINO
4 have acquired the greatest rank, have
. done so by vigorous labor. 1t is un-
e necessary to recount the successes
o and victories of statesmen and gener-
ais, all gained by untiring, energetic
labor, often in the face of obstacles
4 almost insurmountable. In literature,
S Johnson and Goldsmith stand forth
e as men who, alike in many ways,
e gained lasting fame at time most
unfayorable to men of letters. Both
authors started in life poor, with ap-
pearances by no means prepossesslng
friendless and obscure; but a1tei
! years of toll they gained high places
y in the world of English letters
|, Among the scientists we have oul
s own Edison accomplishing marvels;
e he too is a tireless worker; he spends
d but five or six hours of the twenty
four in sleep and he goes without
: food or rest for forty-eight hours
? when engaged in an important exper
? iment
/ What a glorious place this worlt
: would be if each one of us could Sc
J. get the spirit of our work that VIZ
might say with Longfellow:
r Work is my recreation,
+ The play of faculty; delight lik'
! that
z Which bird feels in flying, or q fisl
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