Malvern daily record., 1917-09-14
AN APPRECIATION
 OF CAPT. LEIPER

pleasant regret when asked by several of my friends to write an appreciation of his life and works from the stand point of an active teacher.
 I have served under him as secre- tary of the county Institute and in several other capacities. I have stood l fine examinations under him and have carried many of my pupils to him for examinations. The last talk I ever had with him was when called him over the wire that I wouldtordilnu him over the wire from Hot Springs and told him that I would be unable to take up the work of the organiza- tion of the West Hot Spring county School contest association, since had been received into the 10th Regi- ment of Engineers for service in France.
 But l am young man, being young there are many who could write this appreciation with a broader vision. For there are many. aged wardens of memory in our county whose past years, spent with Capt Leiper is their wealth today. Indeed there are many educators even in our own county who have longer walked with him on
 Loyal and loving besideethraodulnin the path he trod, Loyal and loving beside him here.
 On the path that leads to the Hills of God,
 But to me and to the teachers of Hot Spring county Capt. Leiper was ever young. For sixty years he fath- omed the great unanswered and un- answerable problems before which governments and religions quail, and then after these sixty years I knew him. But since knowing him his work has been ever tireless and pleasant to the teachers and masses. So, surely he never grew old. For There's nobody old while life is
 sweet And hope looks over the bar
 To the coming day when twill be
 complete
 In the land where our labors are"
 He was of us, for us, and ever with us, blending in every fabric of his life the characteristic of one who labored 1 for something beyond yet who was never unmindful of any effort that tended to the amelioration of the en- vionments of men, especially of Hot Spring county girls and boys, teachers and boards.
 In return for his arduous life for our interests we teachers stand today | with bowed heads in grateful mem- ory His life was unique. He passed from us in the quiet month of Sep tember. Natures month in which the beauty of the woods fingers ere it finally departs, and each loved autumn nal flower seems frequently to bid us farewell in gradually sinking to the earth. It is easy to point out in the gentle decay of years many analo- gies to what we witnessed in the pass ing of our beloved county examiner for example that which obtained be- tween the decay and quiet ebbing of the life of this aged and fully ripened | Christian, whose gray hours fell peacefully like the undisturbed leaves and whose time worn frame was im perceptibly and by slow degree fitted for the undreaded winter of the grave. His heaven began ere his life was
 past"
 His passing was gentle.
 sHow gently falls the fingers that
 are ClTeu.
 "Aweary of the quest of things de sired.'
 Aweary of the labors of life's day
 Now rest, comes to him in portion doubly blest.
 While toll and task are half world away
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