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! how we hoped and how we feared, As day by day slipped past, And we kept pressing towards the mark We hoped to reach at last. Whilst oft discouragement, the imp, Would whisper in our breast, "'Tis folly to continue on; Go, leave it for the rest." But "onward, onward," was our cry, Though all around looked dim,-- No cowards we who fear the storm, 'Twas either "sink or swim." And our commander at the head, With truly master skill, Did spur us on, and teach us how Each duty to fulfill. Through the maze of outlines, straight and curved, Step by step, he led the way, Till hooks and circles, large and small, At length seemed plain as day. To his true service much we owe, And each of us, to-night, In a vote of earnest, sincere thanks, Do heartily unite. We meet to part, on this last night, Yet shall we fondly ever Turn to the happy hours spent In Mechanics' Hall together. And always shall our hearts respond, Ever grateful shall we be, For the kindness of the gentlemen Of the G. S. M. and T. Through them our lives shall brighter grow, Through them we shall aspire To better, nobler aims in life, Leading higher, ever higher. And may we from their kindness learn A royal truth and grand,-- If we can others happier make, To lend a helping hand. And in the journey through this life, With heart, head and hand combined May we ever strive to do our best To elevate mankind. A History of the Class of '90 BY MISS SABINE C. SCHINDHELM. One evening, early in the Fall of '89, voices were heard in the school-room as though many persons were talking at once. Suddenly the bell rang and the talking ceased. "What does this mean?" you would have asked, and then, your curiosity getting the better of you, you would have peeped in. Such a sight! At the front of the room were four or five rows of young girls, books and pencils in hand, and on the platform stood a gentleman who was evidently their teacher. What were they going to do? Why, take their first lesson in stenography, and you can see from the number of bright and happy faces here to-night, what that first and each succeeding lesson has done for them. Like little children just beginning
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