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Though his spirit has taken its flight into the imperishable glories of the new Jerusalem, he seems still to speak to us. After the lapse of forty-three years, I can still recall the wistful tenderness with which the kindly man regarded his students. With a soul growing in strength as the time appointed for an exchange of worlds drew near, with an unfaltering trust in the eternal promises of God, he entered into immortal life where no clouds obscure the thought or hinder the spirit's growth. The crown of righteousness is laid up for all who follow the conquering Christ.

It is proper also on this occasion to bear public testimony to the great loss the Board of Trustees has sustained in the death of Dr. J. P. Wickersham. I knew him well; he never faltered in the paths of duty. When the civil war came on, he bravely entered the field of conflict. The sympathies and labors of his life, however, were in the interests of education. He occupied a conspicuous place in the State where his scholarly attainments and the energy he threw into his work made him well known throughout the commonwealth. He had a ready command of his learning and was admirably adapted to what became the employment of his life. His name stands now enrolled in the history of the common schools of Pennsylvania with the names of Gov. George Wolf, Thaddeus Stevens and Thomas H. Burrows. In 1875, Dr. Wickersham was appointed the first Superintendent of Public Instruction, and such was his judicious management that a system of public instruction was introduced which commands unbounded respect and is worthy of the deep and broad foundation laid for education in the constitution of 1790.

Death has also within the past year entered the ranks of the alumni.

"We have heard the sound of their falling feet

Going down the river where two worlds meet,
They go to return no more."

Dr. John H. A. Bomberger has taken his departure into the unseen world. Single and alone, having no classmates, he

started the roll of the alumni of Marshall College in 1537. In 1846, the year I entered college, he was the alumni orator, and the closing words of his address, "Remember that we are not only alumni, but alumni of Marshall College; and may the recollection of this piously cherished by every member of our brotherhood give energy to our future zeal in the pathway of learning," still linger in recollection like the dying cadence of some far distant music.

Of the death of Hon. A. K. Syester, Associate Justice of the 4th Judicial District of Maryland, we read not long since with full hearts. How well we recall his bright and intelligent face and kindly countenance that always bespoke the warm and generous heart. He gave promise while at college of high attainment in oratory. We all admired the beauty, elegance and melody of his diction, and he frequently represented the Diagnothian Society at her anniversaries. Not a close or diligent student in curriculum, he devoted much time to wide and profitable reading that told powerfully in after professional life. He was an illustrious example of "poor boys who became famous." The son of a poor widow he rose to be Attorney General of the State of Maryland, stood in the front rank of the orators of that State and was in his day the ablest criminal lawyer, and the most eloquent forensic debater of his native commonwealth. His character as a Judge, I quote from the editorial column of the Hagerstown News. "He was just, he was merciful and at the Grand Assize where he has gone to meet the hosts that have preceded him, his cheek will not blanch when the Supreme Judge of all the earth shall lay down the rule, 'With what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again;' because if ever a human being tempered judgment with mercy that being was Andrew K. Syester, and if ever a human heart went out in pity and help to the poor and oppressed that heart was his."

My recollections of A. K. Syester are associated with Rev. E. W. Reineke, D.D., and Walter J. Budd, Esq., who have so soon followed him to his grave. Dr. Reineke was a tutor of the

college in 1846-1848. He was a prudent, thoughtful, careful man; true to every obligation as a tutor and minister of the Gospel, he wrought with fidelity in his calling oblivious to popularity. His downcast eyes are now lighted up with immortality. Walter J. Budd graduated in 1846 and has been a prominent member of the Bar of Philadelphia for nearly forty years.

In closing I must make mention of the Professors in my college days who still survive. William M. Nevin, Emeritus alumni, Professor of Franklin and Marshall college and Traill Green, L.L.D., of Easton, Pennsylvania, still linger in life's journey loved and honored by their pupils now scattered far and wide over this republic. Life with them has not been a failure; their intercourse with young men was always pleasant and delightful, and they both testify that life with them has been worth living. We send them kindly greeting from this

alumni assembly.

They have seen class after class come in and go out; generation follow generation like shadows across the plain. Were this all followed by the eternal oblivion of the grave, we might well say with "the preacher, "Vanity of vanities, all is vanity." But the days of heathenism and agnosticism are over with us, and we no longer lay our dead in cold despair beneath the cypress shade to sleep the sleep that knows no morning. Religion girdles the coffin and the grave with glory.

The time draws on when not a single spot of burial earth, whether on land or in the spacious sea but must give up its long committed dust inviolate.

Yes, when the archangel's trump shall sound Bomberger, Little, Mayberry, Funk, Kremer, Butler, Albert, Beck, Clark, Newcomer and the long roll of our alumni over whom death has rocked a little below in the quiet church yard, will burst the bonds of death and rise victorious from the grave. Reynolds will come from his tomb among the cypress of Louisiana; Perry A. Rice will come from his unknown grave among our country's martyrs on Belle Island; Grafius will come from his sea weed

shroud and his coral coffin far down in the deep green waters of the Atlantic; and the murdered missionary David Elliott Campbell will leap exultant from his grave at Cawnpore, India, with the immortal light of God upon his countenance.

Let us all so live that with Rauch, Samuel W. Budd, Nevin and the good of all ages we may "Stand on the sea of glass having harps of gold" and together "Sing the song of Moses, the servant of God and the song of the Lamb."






THE appearance of the sixth edition of A Book of Common Order is, at least to the student of Liturgics, an important event. Those who are interested in the elevation of public worship have received, in this new publication, not only a volume very rich and valuable in itself, but a new impulse to go forward in the right direction. The issue of this revised Service-book of Scottish Presbyterians serves again to remind us most forcibly of the wonderful advance within a generation, as regards not only sound views of worship, but a right sentiment in respect to the deeper matters of Catholicity and Christian Unity. It serves also to show that the Established Church of Scotland is not behind the times. Take it all in all, there is at the present day no member of the great Presbyterian family in the world more abreast with the times, more alive to the questions and issues which are beginning to confront us all, than the old Kirk. One of these days the Presbyterians in this country will better appreciate her new life and thought. A few more years of "Revision" and "Inaugural" education will wonderfully open our eyes to see what British thinkers on both sides of the Tweed, High Church and Broad Church, have really been about.

It is an interesting story, that of the new movement in the

* Evxoλoyiov. A Book of Common Order: Being Forms of Prayer and Administration of the Sacraments, and other Ordinances of the Church; Issued by the Church Service Society. Sixth Edition. Carefully Revised. William Blackwood and Sons, Edinburgh and London. 1890.

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