Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1916-06-30
Farewell.

FAREWELL.
The following poem composed BY
Mr.. Thomas Watson, one Of the gradu-
ates at McDcncugh Institute this year,
was read by him on Glass Night
Two voices friends are calling you,
Ga lies great winding way,
one from the vamp OF srifishuess.
Where miseries darken day.
| And where success itself means death,
o classmates shun tlat way.
The other voice calls from the hills,
Ofiuslice and progress,
| Where longest fingers evening fayH,
Where failure brings success.
Four years ago, it was. that here,
Enrolled our present class:
It Sc Ems but as day to me,
How swiftly time does pass.
Hard labor to our class was bliss,
II ever his cta be,
We labnred on with cheerful hearts,
Deep work we smiled TO see.
0 many peasant hours we
Have ia ths Class Dom met.
u,
We offer no regret
Farewell o schnolmates. one and al,
May you successful be,
And reach the goal for which you seek,
And graduate as we.
How sadly nov we bid farewell,
To old McDo rough dear,
Love in oor hearts for her, o frien Is,
Forever We shall bear.
Aim not to crown your soul with empty
fame,
But 10 some 60 anil great will be
yOur n1me.
re onward, onward till the goal is won,
Chen, then o friends, the tolls OF life
are done.
0 friends, on earth but once we live
aud move.
We have but one brief chance onr
worth to prove.
soon GA the path Of life our forms must
fall.
Accomplish whatwe may. Death comes
to end it all.
fhe noble eagle far above us sails.
Far, far below him are the earthly gales
As years glide on, fast fades his youth
iul mrth,
And there among the toads that hop
the fields
We may perchance, fall in life's golden
prime,
Dr. may in triumph live out life's full
time.
But after all twill seem as one brief
day,
rhe time from birth, until we pass
away.
} when the dewy morn of II g is passed,
fne shining sun Of life moves upward
fast
low swiftly does the morning lead n
noon.
Soon fades the noon, before we realize,
Those slanting rays CLEAN from the
western skies
We feel our strength now waning all
too soon.
But onward still, that sun glides down
ward more,
70 meet the waving treetops it sinks
lower,
As with weary footsteps we are near
ing home.
tnd then. o friends, may we look back
and smile,
Upon life successful, and worth while
And never from the path of truth and
love once roam.
Our ships are anchored by the harbor
bar,
Tomorrow's breez- will move them off
to sea,
Forth to the destiny OF life afar,
OF each and every one, whate'er it be.
The changing breezss will diYersely
moor Us;
We've crossed the bay, The ocean lies
before US.
Tonight we stand upon this stately
stage,
Our hearts are throbbing with an eager
age,
To start our journey on ife's ocean
wide.
The waves OF which until life's end we
ride.
Remember this, o members of our class,
Long is The roll which you have yet
to pass;
The little path which you have left b.
hind,
Has let you through no rocks nor
storms Of wind;
But smooth ana calm and storraless
was the bay,
Upon tie shores of which our boats at
anchor lay.
O, could we look luto our future fAtes,
And s3e storm that for our ships
awaits,
Down here at our burdens we would
throw,
And say, No farther on life's sea wen
GO"
And as flower 10 some unknown waste,
Blooms and the winds, alone, its frag-
anee taste;
So would our class bow down before
the strife,
Unhonored in tie glories known to life
Instead of this, there shines a splendid
s.a.,
Which shows great deeds upon goal
afar.
So onward, onward we shall wind our
way,
70 reach, perhaps, that far off goal
someday.
o classmates, when on life's vast sea
you sail,
Be not afraid to meet the stormy gale,
Let not your ship be swayed from side
to side,
But in a line your rudder you must