The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-07-31
In Humble Walks, o Bencfactor OF
His Kind.

! runs a melancholy headline. Some
1000 o n Of Old Nassau have known
"St. Peter" the keeper OF the keys OF
the college chapel: graduates OF the
last twenty-five years. who never
knew that they knew CHARLES VAN
MARrER. useful and respected citizen
Of the little Jersey town and custo-
dian Of the spiritual welfare. at least
in the forms Of ceremonial observance,
Of McCosH's and PArroN's boys
and the staid young gentlemen under
WOODROW the Layman and the present
occupant Of Prospect, who unless the
joyous way Of elder generations be
wholly lost Is "Jack" HiBBEN.
In the memory Of graduates an
Client indeed but not yet antique. "St.
Peter Of Nassau was himself youth
full enough In spirit TO enjoy the
prnnks Of youth and to need for the
enforcement Of discipline and the
maintenance Of dignity a quite trans
parent assumption Of an acid severity
10 part Of his genial true nature. In
those days he was not least among
the real rulers Of the College Of New
Jersey. brother in arms of JOHNNY
DEGNAN, Mercury OF the discipline
committee of the faculty Olympians,
and SAM the Waterman. Never wa
there such a collection OF beautiful
fishing tackle, fine guns AMI treasures
Of the sportsman as that cumulative
thesaurus which the ripe old gentle
man inherited from successive genera
tons OF Princetonians. How Oft In
the little room under College Offices
has jolly Ben GRAY sighted a keen
and envious eye along those clouded
barrels: Ben GRAY, who. presiding
over the destinies OF the little shuttle
train on the Branch-it has carried
such hosts Of good men and true. plain
folks ami famous, as not the Main
Line itself can surpass-instructs the
multitudes in the proper utterance OF
melodious "Pur-rince-ton." JOHNNY
DEGNAN, do you want me-" held the
post OF honor and real respect in the
too. too familiar yet not rlbald SAC.
ulty song"
But Of these gentlemen, mighty In
influence, none dwelt closer to the
heart Of JOHN WITHERsrooN's school
Of freedom than blessed "St. Peter"
Required chapel" conflicted with
breakfast and the matutinal plunge
and shower In the tank" Keen were
the cutters" keener still the eye at
the gate. The echoes Of the last
stroke of the warning bell had not
begun to rebound from the iyied walls
of West and the Halls when In the
face of the collar fighting, GREATNESS
s%tragglers the heavy doors swung to.
Yet who Of those old timers of Prince
ton has not known the thrill Of thanks.
that must die unuttered In the breast,
to the Saint who, sowing fiercely,
yet left for n brief moment Of res
pite the gates ajar just so far as
might permit a slender freshman to
slide through and be counted with the
righteous? These things are Of Col
lege, not n college. 1t simply was
CHARLES VAN MARTER's great good
fortune to be their exenplar among
the Tiger folk.
"PreXy" PATTON went out, WooD-
ROW WILSON went IN: JOHNNY DEG
NAN and the prehistoric proctors
gave way to a now cohort: JAMES
O~DoRIfERoUs Cor JoHNsoND. Save
bought free by Princeton!ans, artist
IN the stutter, pedler OF apples and
sweets, was eternally emancipatel 4;
SAM passed on to hunting grounds
that are not m whit more happy 4;
and "St. Peter" fingered, knowing
more about Princeton than Princeton
men knew, students, professors or
trustees. Ripenlng with the years, he
attained a silver dignity such as
blesses few even OF times most IA.
vored ones, Genial. kindly, with n wit
Of his own and n wonderful store of
memories, he seemed to share the
immortal youth Of the noble !nstltu.
tion he so nobly served, The world