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roceedings at the 
 
 BANQUET 
 
 PROFESSOR JOSEPH LECONTE 
 
 ALUMNI ASSOCIATION 
 
 Nfl\ 'ERS1TY 01 FORNIA 
 
 
 
JOSEPH LECONTE 
 
 Our honored and beloved guest 
 
 "Professor Joe" 
 
PROCEEDINGS. 
 
 The Alumni Association of the University of 
 California tendered to Professor JOSEPH LECONTE, on 
 the occasion of his return from Europe, a banquet 
 at the California Hotel, San Francisco, on Saturday 
 evening, September 24, 1892. 
 
 To the music of tl Hail to the Chief" the Alumni 
 and their honored guest proceeded to the banquet- 
 room where an excellent meal was partaken, after 
 which the President of the Association, Mr. J. B. 
 REINSTEIN, spoke as follows: 
 
 Fellow Graduates: 
 
 For many years it has been the fashion for us of the West 
 to turn like the Musselman toward the Hast, not only for 
 the first rays of physical light, but also for the first glimmer 
 of mental and moral advancement, and though this custom 
 is now happily growing somewhat out of date, permit me 
 to take from the Orient a sentence which crystallizes the 
 religion of the Koran: "There is but one God, and Ma- 
 homet is his prophet," and paraphrase it into something 
 truer, more fitted to the history and status of our Alma 
 Mater, and more appropriate to this gathering and its hon- 
 ored guest, and say, "There is but one University of Cali- 
 fornia, and its prophet is Professor Joseph LeConte. " 
 
 However we may differ as to the religion of the Koran 
 or any religion, as to politics, purposes or pursuits, however 
 divergent our views, our hopes, our aims, or our acts, there 
 is one sentiment which finds a spontaneous, hearty and 
 
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ringing echo in the breast of every graduate here, and hosts 
 who are not, who are yet with us in spirit and sympathy, 
 a rallying cry now, and we hope for many years to come, 
 there is but one University of the State of California, there 
 is but one Professor Jos. LeConte. 
 
 Needless to dwell on the latter part of this statement. 
 As truly as it was said of the greatest Roman of them all, 
 we may say, ' ' His life has been gentle and all the elements 
 so mixed in him that nature might stand up and say to all 
 the world, this is a man." His fame royal in the land 
 beyond the seas, his name a household word with us, as re- 
 vered as he is loved, by every person who has come within 
 the wide range of his beneficent influence. 
 
 And as to the first part of the sentiment, if there be any 
 doubt it rests with us to put it beyond that pale, and place 
 it beyond the range of question. 
 
 Truer than the celebrated reply of Marshal Ney, that he 
 himself was the rear guard of the Grand Army of Invasion, 
 is the statement that the Alumni of the University of Cali- 
 fornia constitute the University, and it is nothing more and 
 nothing less than what its graduates make it. They are its 
 sole product, they are its entire reason for existence, and if 
 it were ever true that the tree is judged by its fruit, the 
 University of California is measured and will be measured 
 by the life work of its Alumni. Their labors, their stand- 
 ards, their hopes, aims, ambitions and acts shall give it 
 dignity, prestige, renown, or the reverse. Without them, 
 the splendid liberality of a glorious and sovereign state, the 
 wisdom of its governing Board of Regents, the superb per- 
 sonnel of its Faculty, may strive for success, but in vain. 
 It rests with us and with us alone, accepting the challenge 
 of public opinion, and public expectation, based on all our 
 advantages, to be worthy of our opportunities, equal to our 
 
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obligations and mindful of our high estate, and in this sense 
 and with this view, let us take this sentiment, not as a boast- 
 ful rallying cry, but as a stirring summons to duty and high 
 resolve and lofty deed. A bugle call of noblesse oblige. 
 
 I give you the sentiment of the evening, and ask you to 
 drink it standing: "There is but one University of Cali- 
 fornia; there is but one Professor Joseph L,eConte." 
 
 The President in calling upon the Hon. JOHN R. 
 GLASCOCK for a response to the first half of the sen- 
 timent, gave as the toast, " The State of California's 
 University," more shortly known as the University, 
 and as its graduates feel even more truly termed, 
 the University, to which Mr. GLASCOCK responded 
 as follows: 
 
 Mr. President and Fellow Graduates: 
 
 I have been requested to respond to the toast " the 
 University of California." under a ten minutes limitation. 
 Science has shown us that large bodies, under high pres- 
 sure, can be reduced to smallest compass and yet preserve 
 the elemental force and effectiveness of the original body; 
 but by what process of mental hydraulics can our Alma 
 Mater be reduced to the limits of a ten minutes talk, with- 
 out the rankest kind of injustice to the grace and dignity 
 of her fair proportions, the high order of her influence, the 
 nobility of her mission ? 
 
 There are those among us to-night who helped to rock 
 the cradle of her infancy, who have watched her growth, 
 the expansion of her powers and the maturing of all those 
 qualities that go to make her a true priestess of learning, 
 until to-day she stands before us the embodiment of cul- 
 tured grace and strength the exemplar, bar none, of 
 western progress. 
 
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Once more we are gathered to hang our garlands about 
 her altar while we do honor to him whose hair has whitened 
 in the service of her high behests the wisest, gentlest, 
 strongest of those children of light, whose life has been 
 the fulfillment of the injunction laid by the Great Master 
 upon those who were to be as wise as the serpent, yet 
 harmless as the dove. 
 
 Children, did I say ? Yes, children of one mother, yet 
 not children. Men and women rather, not a few of whose 
 faces (of course I refer now to the men) begin to show 
 furrows of thought and care, upon not a few of whose 
 heads the silver hand of time has been laid, while from 
 the mass of brown and black and yellow before me, now 
 and then there rises like some sun-kissed cypress tree 
 above the dull and stagnant waters of a southern swamp, 
 in sharp contrast, a stately forehead, turned now, alas, 
 always to the stars, whose presence brings with it the com- 
 panionship ot a lost youth, while consoling us in the re- 
 alization of the falsity of the adage, ' ' death loves a shin- 
 ing mark." 
 
 I remember reading some where that an Indian sage, 
 being asked by a disciple, what became of man after death, 
 replied that the soul returned to Brahma, the voice to the 
 winds, the blood to water and the body to earth. "But," 
 returned the disciple, ' ' is there nothing that remains ? ' ' 
 ( ' Yes, ' ' answered the sage, ' ' the deed remains. ' ' It was the 
 voice of Deity speaking through the superstition of the past. 
 The deed remains. High thought, lofty purpose, are as 
 naught unless crystallized into the deed. The deed is what 
 speaks. The question to be asked hereafter will not be what 
 might you have done, but what have you done. 
 
 If it should be asked what remains of the personality of 
 Henry Durant, how long would we who reverence his name 
 
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remain in doubt as to the answer ? The mighty deed that 
 he accomplished when he laid -the foundation and planned 
 the superstructure of the University of California. 
 
 Time will not permit a statement of details, nor allow more 
 than a passing glimpse at the formative period of her exist- 
 ence. The sharp struggle for infant life, the hopes, fears, 
 disappointments, anxieties, sorrows, rejoicings, defeats and 
 victories that marked the various stages of her growth, are 
 matters of University history known to all of us. We take 
 her as she is, a mighty engine capable alike for good or evil, 
 according to the manner in which she is handled, and the 
 direction given to her manifold energies. She is the loom 
 on which the threads of a world's knowledge are woven into 
 the warp and woof of the personality of her products. The 
 quality of the material turned out depends upon the perfec- 
 tion of the machinery employed, and the character of the 
 raw material worked up. To insure perfection of machinery 
 there must be no jarring nor clashing of its parts. It must 
 work harmoniously as a whole, or wasted energy and dis- 
 torted product will result. No university can succeed until 
 all of its departmental ganglia connect with a common center, 
 big enough and strong enough to control, regulate and har- 
 monize its working forces. Until this shall happen Universit}- 
 progress must of necessity be spasmodic, halting and inef- 
 fective. When it does occur University deeds will speak as 
 with the tongues of angels. 
 
 We are the raw materials worked up by our University. 
 As we reflect the character and quality of her teaching so 
 she reflects the character and quality of our lives and deeds. 
 I doubt if it ever occurs to us seriously that our Alma Mater 
 will be judged by the deeds of her children. I fear that too 
 often the only thought we give her is at our annual or other 
 reunions when we chant her praises, recall the pleasant 
 
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memories of her gentle guidance through four short years of 
 loving companionship, and pledge her periodically undying 
 devotion. She does not need or want that sporadic fealty 
 which is born of the wine cup amid the enthusiasm of a ban- 
 quet, and which is too frequently epitomized in the college 
 refrain, "we won't go there any more." What she does 
 need and want is full and constant return for the affection 
 she has lavished upon us, a watchfnl protection of her rights 
 and an exemplification in our lives of the worth and effect- 
 iveness of her instruction. She wants deeds from us, as men 
 and women, that will reflect luster upon our Alma Mater. 
 
 We are the fruit of this tree, and our lives and deeds will 
 be the measure of her standing at the bar of public opinion. 
 Our deeds are her deeds, our disgrace, her disgrace, our 
 glory, her glory. 
 
 The plane of intellectual brotherhood is broad enough to 
 include all who strive earnestly for advancement. We may 
 not, therefore, be taxed with treachery to our Alma Mater 
 when we extend a hearty greeting to her younger sister who 
 now so bravely fronts the steep with the star of hope shining 
 on her brow. ' ' All hail and welcome, Palo Alto ! Room for 
 another queen on the heights that overlook the mad hurry 
 and turmoil of life ! Not the least of the ties between is that 
 of blood. Our association has its representation among the 
 working forces of your institution. The soil is good, the 
 harvest abundant. No other thought than that of generous 
 emulation shall stir the harmony existing between us." 
 
 Fellow Graduates, I need not tell you that it is necessary 
 not only that we should not relax our vigilance over the 
 interests of our Alma Mater; but that we should redouble 
 our efforts in her behalf. I do not wish to be understood 
 as meaning that she is likely to retrograde, nor to deny 
 her good work and high standard of efficiency. She is do- 
 
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ing well, but should do better. There are other hills to 
 surmount, other different and broader lines of educational 
 policy to be mapped out, along which her course should 
 rise and expand. These lines of policy should be shaped 
 and their agencies controlled by those who love her best 
 her children. There is necessity, pressing necessity, for 
 active, persistent and continuous effort on our part to pro- 
 mote the best interests of an institution that claims and 
 should receive our reverence, love and whole-souled support. 
 
 When the children of Israel fleeing from Egyptian tyr- 
 rany, halted at the sea, with the lights of Baal-Zephon 
 gleaming in their faces across a waste of angry waters, 
 while the chariots of Pharaoh thundered in their rear; when 
 hideous confusion reigned supreme over a chaotic mass 
 of trembling, frightened humanity; when, like hunted ani- 
 mals, they turned from the sea to the chariots and back 
 to the sea again in vain hope of a refuge which was not; 
 when the blackness of the darkness without was only 
 equalled by the blackness of despair within; when life and 
 death hung shaking in the balance, a voice came to the 
 prophet, ' ' Speak unto the children of Israel that they go 
 forward !" And in that voice was the preservation of an 
 empire. 
 
 So now to you, men and women of the University of Cali- 
 fornia, a voice comes, ' ' Speak unto the University of Cali- 
 fornia that she go forward. ' ' Speak through your hopes for 
 educational progress, through your love for your Alma Mater. 
 Speak through your deeds, and the University will move to 
 the fulfillment of her high destiny. 
 
 Music: " Berkeley, Oh Berkeley ! " 
 
Mr. WARREN C. GREGORY of the Class of 1887 
 thereupon responded to the toast, " There is but 
 one Professor Joseph LeConte. First in science, 
 first in the Faculty, and first in the hearts of the 
 Alumni." 
 
 Mr. President: 
 
 The sentiment you have given us: ''First in the hearts 
 of the alumni," tells the whole story: 
 
 For over twenty years the name L,eConte has been so 
 inseparably connected with that of the University that the 
 mention of the one unconsciously suggests the other and 
 every graduate realizes how very unnecessary it is for 
 anyone of our number to speak of our guest to-night in 
 terms of formal praise or eulogy. The hearty cheer, the 
 spontaneous enthusiasm which greets every reference to 
 his name, speaks of the deep affection and love we bear 
 him, far more emphatically than can any words of mine. 
 
 Fellow Graduates, we have met to-night to again be with 
 our beloved professor. We welcome him not only as the 
 learned man and distinguished teacher, but also as the 
 companion of our student life. We have come to once 
 more feel the great charm and influence of a personality 
 which always seems to have caught some of "Nature's 
 genial glow", an influence, silent indeed, but as potent as 
 any we have known towards lifting us to loftier ideals 
 of the good and true. 
 
 Many of our number have by reason of the cares and 
 duties of business life been unable to keep fully in touch 
 with Berkeley life or Berkeley doings. Her Faculty shows 
 many changes in its personnel since we were there and 
 has many faces new to most of us. But let us rejoice to 
 assure our guest that he is no stranger to any here, that 
 
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from the inception of the college to the present day no 
 son or daughter has left the halls of our Alma Mater to 
 whom his face is not a " familiar and a friend." And 
 let us assure him also that we still desire to be enrolled 
 among his constituency, a constituency which does not 
 waver or falter, but which grows in numbers and in strength 
 as the years go by, a following which will ever hold him 
 in grateful and loving remembrance. 
 
 Of his services to the University, and to the cause of 
 education at large, it is idle for me to speak. We can 
 every one of us testify to the one, from pleasant recollec- 
 tions of the lecture-room in old South Hall, and the 
 learned men and societies of the world bear grateful tri- 
 bute to the other. 
 
 But there is one particular in which the professor is not 
 infallible. He has long claimed that he is a Southerner 
 and not more than a year or so ago endeavored to fur- 
 ther test our credulity by describing his native Southern 
 home " revisited." For aught I know he may now claim 
 to be an Englishman, indeed I have it on reliable author- 
 ity that while in Kngland he was seen promenading 
 Rotten Row with the rest of the nobility, adorned with one 
 of those high silk tiles so dear to the heart of every 
 Britisher. But we know when he thus claims Georgia 
 or a foreign land as his native heath that he is simply 
 attempting one of his little jokes. We know that he is 
 and always has been a Californian, a pioneer. Of this he 
 stands self- convicted for he has taken away from us ex- 
 clusive ownership in our great mountains and rivers, our 
 Sierras and Sequoias, and made them the common pro- 
 perty of all men. And in unguarded moments too he has 
 spoken of ' ' our ' ' rocks and ' ' our ' ' trees. Can he now 
 throw off his allegiance and say that he is not as they 
 are "native here and to the manor born" ? 
 
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When I was an undergraduate it was said that Pro- 
 fessor I^eConte had never taken a vacation. This it 
 would be hard to make those believe who have had the 
 good fortune to read his rough notes on mountain climb- 
 ing and with them have followed him in his explorations 
 over our Sierras with his body-guard of students. But 
 these short expeditions were always taken as much for 
 research and investigation as for recreation and the world 
 was sure to be reminded of them afterwards by some new 
 discovery in the natural wonders of our State. A year 
 ago, however, he consented to take a much needed rest 
 in foreign lands. Thither we followed him, there in fancy 
 we have heard him addressing this or that gathering of 
 scientific men with the voice and accent so familiar to 
 us, delighting all with those qualities of mind and heart 
 we so much admire. But the Regents finally determined 
 they must have him back even if they had to raise his 
 salary and now we find him again at his well-known 
 post, renewed, we trust, in health and strength. 
 
 Speaking of those rough mountain notes doubtless many 
 will recall his fierce description of himself on starting out 
 and the rough attire and broad brim hat from which, as 
 he said, his little son shrank as did Hector's baby boy 
 shrink from the nodding plume of his warlike sire. But 
 he cannot make that boast now, for the governing board 
 of our college have concluded that this same little son 
 would himself make a good warrior and now we have 
 another Joseph L,eConte enlisted in the ranks of Univer- 
 sity teachers. That he may follow the example his father 
 has set for him and that the voices of generations of stu- 
 dents may continue to ring the name through Berkeley 
 corridors as heartily as do those of to-day, is our most 
 earnest hope and desire. 
 
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And this brings me to another very pleasant theme, the 
 I^eConte Memorial Scholarship Fund. With its origin and 
 purpose you are already familiar. It is now my happy 
 privilege to announce its completion. With the money 
 already secured and that subscribed, the fund has reached 
 its projected limit. That it also may bear fruit worthy 
 of its name is all we ask of it. 
 
 And now, Professor, in behalf of your former pupils, as 
 well those who are distant from us to-night as those who 
 are gathered round this board, I extend to you a most 
 cordial welcome home. 
 
 Music : u For He's a Jolly Good Fellow," which 
 the graduates sang with hearty and rousing feeling. 
 
 A letter of thanks was then read from JOSEPH N. 
 LfiCoNTE ("Little Joe"), the first beneficiary of the 
 LeConte Scholarship F^und, thanking the Alumni 
 Association for the benefits he had derived from the 
 fund. 
 
 Thereupon the President said: " Fellow Grad- 
 uates:" Upon the wall lianas a crayon picture of 
 our beloved Professor, a perfect likeness of him, 
 draped with the blue and gold colors of that Uni- 
 versity with which so much of his life's work has 
 been entwined. On the ribbon knot which ties the 
 wreath drawn around the head are printed the words 
 " honesty, industry, sincerity." the three great motives 
 he has been wont to consider as shaping his splen- 
 did efforts. The drawing is a gift to our beloved 
 Professor from the Alumni Association, loaded down 
 with the heartfelt best wishes of every graduate of 
 
our University. Upon the left at the base of the 
 picture is a miniature picture of Dr. John LeConte, 
 and on the right a poem written by Mrs. E. J. 
 McHENRY. entitled " Professor Joe," the words of 
 which we will now listen to from the lips of Mrs. 
 WILLIAM KEITH, daughter of the author." 
 
 "PROFESSOR JOB." 
 
 'Tis "Professors John and Joe" no more, 
 
 Only ' ' Professor Joe, ' ' 
 With his hair a little whiter 
 
 And his step a little slow; 
 But we love him all the better, 
 
 And we cannot let him go, 
 No matter who may want him, 
 
 Our own ' ' Professor Joe. ' ' 
 
 The brother who is resting 
 
 Could tell us of the bound 
 Of the forces of great Nature, 
 
 Of light, and heat, and sound; 
 But ' ' Professor Joe ' ' must tell us 
 
 How well two things agree, 
 The growing Light of Science 
 
 And Immortality. 
 
 Then may he tarry with us, 
 
 Long ere he has to go; 
 For this would not seem Berkeley 
 
 Without " Professor Joe." 
 
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Professor JOSEPH LECONTE thereupon rose and 
 with much feeling, and in his own dear way, said: 
 
 Mr. President, Graduates of the University, My Friends, My 
 Pupils, My Boys and My Girls : 
 
 You know that when you were under my tuition I never 
 called you boys and girls; I never call students so. I don't 
 like to hear them call one another so. They are already 
 far too boyish. There is far too much of the rudeness, the 
 brutality, thoughtless cruelty, characteristic of all young per- 
 sons. I wish to cultivate in them the sense of manhood and 
 womanhood. But now that there is no longer any uncer- 
 tainty as to your position as men and women; now that 
 some of you are already touched lightly with untimely frosts; 
 now that there is no longer any law of restraint between us 
 but only perfect freedom to express our innermost heart 
 now I yearn to call you my boys, my girls. 
 
 You think I have done you some good, and you have 
 taken this graceful way of acknowledging it. I hope I have, 
 but do not for a moment imagine that you have not given 
 me as much as you have received. You remember that your 
 old Professor of Physics Dr. John taught you that ' 'action 
 is equal to reaction, and in opposite directions." Now I say 
 that what is true in Physics is also .true in Psychics; what 
 is true in the world of matter is also true in the world of 
 spirit. In all that is best in teaching, in the formation of 
 character, in quickening mental activity, in kindling enthu- 
 siasm, and in inspiring with the love of Truth, it is always 
 fair exchange, a giving and taking, between teacher and 
 pupil. We old fellows are apt to think that we alone teach, 
 but action is equal and only equal to reaction. We teach 
 only if, and only in proportion as, we are taught. The 
 same is true even in the case of children. We parents think 
 we teach our children but we little think how much our. 
 
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children, even our babies, teach us. It seems to me that my 
 children have taught me even more than I have ever taught 
 them. But I suppose I am mistaken; I suppose that reac- 
 tion is only equal to action. I shall not stop here to discuss 
 the many applications of this principle, especially- the mu- 
 tual and helpful relations of all classes in a healthy pro- 
 gressive society, but I cannot help saying to you young 
 men and women that the most powerful educational institu- 
 tion in the world is the family, and not only for the edu- 
 cation of children, but also of grown-up people. 
 
 But I am digressing I come back. I was trying to tell 
 you how much you have done for me in promoting my 
 intellectual growth. How ? you ask. I will tell you. It is 
 a fact that nearly every good thought I ever had was born 
 in my mind during immediate preparation for my class lec- 
 ture. You know my habit: how for two hours before going 
 into my class-room I pace the floor, or else sit with eyes 
 shut and thumbs on my ears, in intense thought my class 
 in imagination before me, and I talking to them. I thus 
 go over the lecture at least twice, even though the subject 
 may be perfectly familiar to me. In this way I arouse afresh 
 my interest even to the point of enthusiasm. As warmth 
 and concealment are necessary for the germination of seed, 
 so the heat of preparation and the retirement of my study 
 yet with the class present in imagination is necessary for 
 the germination of the best seed-thoughts. But more than 
 this: nearly everything that I ever wrote, whether of books 
 or articles, was first given in outline, or in the form of sug- 
 gestions, to my classes. 
 
 There has been much talk recently about endowment of 
 research. I entirely sympathise with the movement. There 
 can hardly be too much of it. Any government or any in- 
 stitution honors itself by liberally endowing research. But 
 
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when we go farther, as some do, and talk about divorcing 
 research from teaching, in accordance with a supposed uni- 
 versal law of differentiation of human pursuits or division 
 of labor, then we make a fatal mistake. What the laws of 
 nature and of the human spirit (which are the laws of God) 
 have joined together, let no man put asunder. The teacher 
 is all the better teacher for being an investigator. All, I 
 suppose, will admit that. But, also, the investigator is all 
 the better investigator for being a teacher, only he must not 
 be burdened with teaching to the extent of leaving no time 
 for investigation. Nothing so clears, systematizes, organizes, 
 our own thoughts as does the honest, earnest attempt to 
 make them clear to others. 
 
 Now, I have been trying to show you that the obligations 
 between us are mutual and equal; but you seem to think 
 that they are all on your side, and you are trying to get 
 even, but not so; we were already even before, and you now 
 destroy the balance by the honors you do me and the pleas- 
 ant things you have said about me. What shall I do and 
 say to restore the equilibrium ? If I had only known all the 
 pleasant and flattering things that would be said I might 
 hope to reply suitably. I might give as good as I got. But 
 alas! I am not one of those nimble- witted spirits who, like 
 Bottom, the Weaver, can play any part alike off-hand, whether 
 it be the Lover's part or the Lion's part, or " a part to tear 
 a cat in, and make all split." No; I am like Snug, the 
 Joiner, " I am slow of study." Even if it be only the Lion's 
 part, which indeed you seem determined to force on me 
 even if it be only the Lion's part, therefore, nothing but roar- 
 ing, I would have it written so that I might con it, other- 
 wise I might "roar too terribly, and that would fright the 
 ladies." But there are some things which I can say off- 
 hand, and now proceed to say them. 
 
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Since I saw you last I have wandered far and seen many 
 peoples of many races and tongues. I have admired each 
 for some distinctive quality in which it excelled all others, 
 but I have come back to my own country and my own State, 
 well satisfied that if our civilization is more crude and lower 
 in development- it is more complex in its elements, and there- 
 fore higher in its type. I have visited many of the foremost 
 universities of Europe and in the eastern part of our own 
 country and have admired each for some peculiar excellence, 
 but I have come back to our own better satisfied and more 
 hopeful than ever. Not but that there is much, very much, 
 room for improvement, but it must be improvement by growth 
 and development, not by essential change. She is on the 
 right track; let her go on. The evidence of this is before 
 me in this assembly of her graduates. I have attended many 
 commencements of our best universities in the East, not only 
 during this absence but on previous occasions. I have con- 
 versed with many alumni of many universities, both in 
 Europe and this country, and I come back to you. Now I 
 am not going to flatter you, you need not expect it, but I can 
 say with truth, that I am not ashamed of our own gradu- 
 ates in comparison. Is it not something to be proud of ? 
 To have been at the birth to have been one of the found- 
 ers of such a university, and one of the intellectual fathers 
 of such a brood of sons and daughters as I see before me 
 to-night ? I reckon it as the chiefest glory of my life. 
 
 The audience then sang "For He's a Jolly Good 
 Fellow" and " Auld Lang Syne," after which there 
 was a general hand-shaking with the Professor and 
 reception, closing a delightful and most satisfactory 
 gathering. 
 
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