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Mr. Phillips, the principal, had looked forward to this commencement
with commendable pride. He felt that his two leading scholars would
honor him and the institute not only by their high scholarship and
their earnest Christian character, but also as eloquent and forcible
speakers. Particularly was this true of Ray. He had already developed
rare ability as a writer and a speaker. His thoughts were always fresh
and original, and his language appropriate and well chosen, while he
possessed a voice of marked richness, flexibility, and power. He knew
that the fame of both these lads had already gone out from the school,
and would doubtless draw a host of the friends of the academy together
on the graduating day.
Nor was he mistaken. The day dawned as bright and beautiful as a June
day well could, and the audience filled the academic hall to its
fullest capacity. Among those who were gathered there might have been
noticed quite a number who are old friends of the reader. From Afton
there were Mrs. Lawton and Daisy, Mr. and Mrs. Carleton, Mr. and Mrs.
George Woodhull, Jacob Woodhull, Miss Squire and her eccentric father,
who had lost none of his interest in Ray. Mr. Greenough, Mr. Shephard,
Mr. Bacon, Dr. Gasque, and Sailor Jack had also come. From Wenton were
all the Branfords, and with them was Captain Tom, who had arrived from
his first voyage as commander of a ship, just in time to run up with
the others to Easton. All of these, of course, had special reasons for
being interested in the two who bore off the chief honors of the day.
But there was another, an aged gentleman, who sat in the very front
seat of the hall, and listened with rapt attention to the two lads
as they gracefully took their places, and eloquently and forcibly
delivered their addresses. It was Mr. Swinburne, older and feebler
by four years now than when Ray had first met him at the university
grounds of a neighboring metropolis, but still quite hale and hearty
for his fourscore years. What he thought of the lads may be seen by an
interview he sought with them a few hours later.
"Young gentlemen," he said, shaking hands cordially with them, "I
listened with great pleasure to you to-day. I was even more pleased to
learn from your principal the marked position you have held throughout
your course of study as followers of Jesus. I have heard of a certain
set of resolutions you placed above your study table, on coming
to this institution, and thus at the outset of your academic life
took a position for the Master which by his grace you have steadily
maintained. Now I have a favor to ask of each of you. I understand you
will in the fall enter the university of which I am a graduate. I have
there, as here, established scholarships to which I still hold the
right to appoint the recipients. Two will be vacant at the beginning
of the next academic year. May I have the privilege of naming you two
young men as the ones who in my humble judgment are worthy to receive
their benefits?"