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aegis of her Constitution like a shield
to protect the liberties of English
men, shuts Ireland in by the hard
hand of coercion, and bars the pro j
gress of Irishmen in the exercise of .
self-government. “ Things which ;
are new are not always true.” Ail ;
honor to the great old English states j
man, to whom the eyes of his gen- ,
eration are turned, who, in the last |
decade of his life, surrendered for a j
principle, the exercise of the highest i
power in Europe, to take a place in ;
the ranks of the workers for home !
rule in Ireland. Grand old hero, j
statesman, patriot, the last act of an
honorable, well governed, well spent
life sits as a luminous crown on his
declining head, before which free
men everywhere will bow. Sunny
France, she, who once bore the love
and nurtured the strength of Bona
parte—beautiful France, clad in
garments of loveliness, renowned
for her proud temples and wondrous
woiks of art, standing above the
ashes of dead heroes, who rejoiced
at Jena and Marengo and Auster-
litz, come now the voices of her cit
izens, forgetful of the -days of her
glory, not shouting in triumph for
the eagles of France, but with fair
cities given to the enemy for ran
som, utter the later and newer cry :
“ Vive le Commune.”
The sun shines bright on us to
day—our own beloved country is
busy with the hum of industry.
Peace reigns—the machinery of the
government, once inharmonious,
moves with regularity and precision.
It is our government, but not alto
gether the government of our fath
ers. While we still uphold its struc
ture, and cherish with pride the flag
which waves over the greatest and
best of the Republics, we will not
attempt to strike from its history
the record of those who once op
posed it, nor tread with unhallowed
feel the earth where lie the forms of
those UQble heroes who lie there in
obedience to Theft - country’s call.
We will rejoice in the , prosperity of
a common country, governed by
common laws for a common end.
We will share the same hopes and
bear the same destiny. Yet we of
the Southland may not forget with
out disloyalty to our sires,that there
w as cause in which all the better
instincts of their nature were en
listed. Whether wise or unwise, they
fought for a just and righteous
cause. Though they submitted in
good faith to the stern decree of the
god of war, the right will live for
ever with the memory of the gallant
champions. When the pica us of a
reconstructed nation shall be sung
in honor and justice to the past, we
will remember
“That never a hand waved sw®rd from
stain so free,
Nor a purer sword led a braver bard,
Nor a braver bled for a brighter land,
Nor a brighter land had a cause more
grand,
Nor a cause a chief like Lee.”
We live in a beautiful world,where
the perfume of flowers, the sweet
strains of music and attractive
vrorks of art, smooth the rough an
gles of practical life, and add rich
ness and fragrance to our day
dreams.
But flowers without perfume, mu
sic without harmony and art with
out skill, are substituted for the
true, before which the devotee will
bow iu form, and rejoice in the be
lief that old things have passed
away, and all things become new.
The sun shines not alone for us—
along its path around the earth, it
shines everywhere on men, bearing
a common purpose in pursuit of a
common end, and they give back the
color, as they live in the shadows or
bask in the sunshine of civilization
and progress.
The Orientals, content with the
philosophy of Confucius, shut the
world for ages from their gates, and
knelt befoie their gods of wood and
stone.
The Persian bends in adoration
to catch the earliast ray of his re
splendent god—the morning sun.
The stolid Turk with his lessons
from the Koran, wars on the unbe
liever and bows to the power of Mo
hammed.
The native American, rude and
untutored, lays the weapon of the
oiias'e in the grave of his brother, to
speed the soul of the brave to the
happy hunting grounds of the Great
Spirit. The blood of all beats with
a common love for country, home
and freedom. All are men stirred
by the same emotions of fear, and
living in the same dreams of hope.
With each and for each, life is true,
the present real and the future but
the great unknown.
All bow to Nature, and all are
moved by art ; all have traditions
and point with pride to historic
deeds of arms.
When the sun of civilization rises
over the horizon, and dispels the
mist of superstition, when the stern
er virtues of man are mellowed by
the soft touch of human charity,
when the wish to move and to ex'
pand shall grow in tae national life,
then for each and all, new beauties
shall unfold, new songs shall be
sung and new truths shall add the
blessings of liberty and peace.
Fellow Members of the Demosthe-
nian Society:—Another year has
been added to the life of our Society;
it came into our hands ripe with
usefulness and a landmark in the
history of the University.
We must transmit it to our suc
cessors with its reputation unsullied,
its unimpaired, and its success un
diminished. It has survived war
and flood, and honored every pro
fession. It is old and it is true.
Whether as members we abjure
sentiment or mingle the beauties of
life with the cares which are to come,
our search is for the true. It may
be among the old, and stand out to
view like a tower set upon a hill, or
it may be found in new thoughts
developed by the progress of the day
and experience gained bj - time.—
Wherever it may be, it shines with
no uncertain light, and brings no
uncertain return.
It is that truth which is not lost
in the grandeur of the majestic
mountain, nor lies unheeded in the
trembling violet whieff scatters its
perfume at its base. New or old, in
nature or in art, it has expelled
tiorance, set aside false theories,
gathered light, and excluded dark
ness. It has made the world better,
man happier, and woman more beau
tiful. New or old, when found, it
has elevated character, made nations
more free, and brightened life. It
reaches loftier heights, breathes
purer air, and worships at a truer
shrine. If in verse its sentiments
inspires, its harmony consoles; if in
art its beauties elevate, its lessons
ennoble. It shines with a purer ray,
and lights the world with lrappiuess
and love.
HUMOROUS.
The aeronaut’s business, it seems,
PHI KAPPA SOCIETY.
Phi Kappa IIali., |
Feb. 22, 1888. j
The society met and wns called to order
by President C. C. Pee, for the purpose of
electing a .-tandard bearer and ushers for
t‘ie occasion. E. W Rodgers was elected
standard bearer, and Messrs Wright, Up
shaw, Collier and West ushers.
The society then adjourned to the
chapel, where theanniverstr.au, N. R.
Broyles, delivered an eloquent and inter
esting and well rounded address, on
‘ Heroes and Hero Worship.”
The society then returned to their hall
and was very much interested in the
speech of the Pr.vate anniversarian, Mr.
Mitchell. The society was then enter
tained by speeches from Dr. J. G. Arm
strong, Dr. Jones, Prof. Woodfin, Mr.
Calloway, Mr. Tuck, Mr. Russell, and
Prof. Cobb. Soeit ty then adjourned.
Poe, President.
Hardwick, Secretary.
APPLIED ASTRONOMY.
"He took me out to see the stars,
That astronomic bore;
He said there were two moons near Mars,
While Jupiter had four.
I thought, of course, he’d whisper soon
What four-fold bliss ’twould be
Tos'roll beneath that four-fold moon
Of Jupiter with me.”
And when he spoke of Saturn’s ring
I was convinced he’d say,
That was the very kind of thing
To offer me some day.
But in a tangent off he went
To double stars ; now that
Was most suggestive, so content
And quite absorbed I sat.
is going up.
Men who must draw the line
somewhere—Surveyors.
A dog rarely points to a moral,
but he frequently adorns a tale.
The successful thinks he is getting
ahead when he is getting a heart.
A good mattress is worth 900 per
cent, more at 7 a. m., than at 7 p. m.
Fashions for males don’t change
much, still there is always a new
wrinkle in coat tails.
“I’ll take your part,” as the dog
said, when he robbed the cat of her
portion of the dinner.
There is an athletic club in In
diana composed entirely of grocers.
They are all lightweights.
A man with a heart in the right
place is more of a curiosity than a
man with a heart in the left place.
It always bothers a Frenchman
who is learning English, to read one
day that a murder has been com
mitted, and the next day that the
murderer has been committed.
“You must take great pains to
keep out of draughts,” said a doctor
to a patient. “ Take great pains?
I’ve got all the pains now I can exist
under. I can keep out of draughts
without taking any more pains, was
the painful reply.
Bat »o; he-talfced a-dreary mess;
Of which the only fraction
That caught my fancy, I confess,
Was ‘ mutual attraction.”
I said I thought it very queer
And stupid altogether,
For stars to keep so very near,
And yet not come together.
At that he smiled and turned his head ;
I thought he’d caught the notion.
He merely bowed good-night and said,
‘ Their safety lay in motion.’ ”
Governor Oglesby is a fiank, blunt old
chap, not at all tender with other people’s
foibles, and occasionally developing a ten
dency to jump upon himself and give him
self a scolding. Some months ago F. H.
Wines, secretary of the State board of
charities, sat with the Governor on the
cars between Chicago and Springfield.
Uncle Dick was in a thoughtful mood, and
he finally turned to hts companion and
inquired:
“Wines, what can you look back on your
life and take geuuine delight in ? What
good have you done ? What have you ac
complished in this woild? 19 the world
any better for your having lived in it ?”
Wines accepted the challenge thus
forced upon him, and modestly recounted
some of the things which led him to be
lieve his life had not been an absolute fail
ure.
“And now, Governor,” said he, “what
have you done? What good works have
you performed ?”
“That’s just what I’ve been thinking
about,” replied the Governor; “and do you
know, Wines, I have come to the conclu
sion that Dick Oglesby 19 a d—d fraud.”
—Chicago Herald.