tacles. And now,
having left behind the clamor and the strife, we stand on the summit
of the mountain that has so recently seemed as though it could not be
climbed.

And here we rest awhile and look backward. The roads with their
winding turns are no longer new, and eyes moisten as we think of the
old but true saying:

"The path that has once been trod,
Is never so hard to the feet;
And the lessons we once have learned,
Are never so hard to repeat."

We will not be called upon to walk in those paths again, but when we
meet the familiar faces of our companions we will live over in memory
the now seemingly short weeks of our journey.

But let us look also before us. We have penetrated the forest, we have
gathered bright gems, we have climbed the mountain height, and now we
stand ready to cast our boats adrift upon the ocean of life.

In what waters they shall glide we know not, but can only trust that
in that great day of gatherings, all our craft may be moored in the
harbor of peace! These thoughts bring to our minds the well known
words of our beloved poet Longfellow:

Like unto ships far off at sea,
Outward or homeward bound are we;
Before, behind, and all around,
Floats and swings the horizon's bound,
Seems at its distant rim to rise
And climb the crystal wall of the skies,
And then again to turn and sink,
As if we could slide from its outer brink.
Ah, it is not the sea;
It is not the sea that sinks and shelves,
But ourselves that rock and rise
With endless and unweary motion,
Now touching the very skies,
Now sinking into the depths of ocean;
Ah! if our souls but poise and swing,
Like the compass in its brazen ring,
Ever level and ever true
To the toil and the task that we have to do,
We shall sail securely, and safely reach
The fortunate isles, on whose shining beach
The sights we see, the sounds we hear,
Will be those of joy and not of fear.

Valedictory

BY MISS LINA E. KETTLEMAN.

_Class of '89._

Bacon has said, "Reading maketh a full man, conference a ready man,
and writing an exact man." Many prominent men of the present age
assert on authority that shorthand makes a valuable man.

The world's advancement has never been so marked and rapid as within
the past century; inventors have, it would seem, almost exhausted
themselves