Boston Latin School - Liber Actorum Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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A BENEDICTION ' I ' he alitor of the l atin Sdiool Register has generously placed at my dis- })osal a limited j)ortion of free space in which I may get the passing attention of Latin Scliool hoys, ] ast and j)resent, and particularly of you, the gi’aduating class of 1{). ' 15, to such valedictory remarks as I may feel impelled to deliver. Fifty-six years cover the associations and recollections of the old school, not oidy in experiences with the pu])ils, hut in cordial relations and valued con- tacts with the teachers and the head-masters. How vividly and j)leasantly were the half-forgotten incidents of former school days brought back in our recent gathering at tlie Tercentenary Celebra- tion. How one story after another followed in crowtling succession, as former classmates, or graduates who were my ])U])ils, were greeted during the recent festivities. How enriched is life when stimulated by wortb-wbile memories ! And now I am thinking how like I am to you of ’3.5, in more senses than one. You have already so kindly and unexpectedly honored me at your class banquet. I hope always to wear, as a watch charm, the appropriate school emblem you then presented me. xVlso you made me an honorary member of your deservedly distinguished Tercentenary Class. Now you and I, together, are making our valedictories this month, and together we pass on to another ])eriod of life, — you, surging with well-trained mental and physical activity, confident that the future will find place for its earnest and intelligent workers. You are the torch-bearers, to carry on the high ideals of your Alma Mater. The new ])eriod of life for me, on the other hand, in going out from the old school, may be compared Avitb the experience of the ardent motorist, Avho, anticipating a long run, has made an early start, and has driven all day through a broad and ])leasant country. Some of tbe going, however, has not been so smootb ; some clouds and even storms have caused him to falter, but one may even out-ride trouble, and carry on. And so, on and on persists the traveller, till after an unusually long but Avorth-while drive, knowing that the unremitting attention to his wheel have made him feel like calling it a day, he looks ahead to a pleasing ])ros])ect from the road, and draws aside in the golden sunset, to ] ark awhile, and with his cheery life com])anion at his side, views the restful scene, and ])lans the pleasures for the evening of an eventful day. And now it comes to the last words. I want them to be, to all Latin School bovs, a sincei ' e benediction. To tbe older brothers, whose successes have already been secured, to you of ’.‘35, Avbo are as well my fellow-classmates, and to all tbe younger boys I extend my earnest wish that ahvays may you fare well, that you be confirmed in character and inspirited by every good deed you Avill do, and that you may enjoy your work, and enjoy your jilay. So let my benediction fall on you and me alike, and let it be expressed in the closing lines of Oliver Wendell Holmes’ poem to “The Boys” : ' ' Then here ' s to onr hotjhood, its gold and its gray! The stars of its Winter, the dews of its May! And zi ' hen zee have done zeith our life-lasting toys. Dear Father, take care of Thy children. The Boys! W ii.i.iAM Kimball Norton.

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To WII.LIAM KIMEAIJ. XOKTOX Tclio has so ardcitti chenshed the ideals and traditions of the Latin Sehool; 7C ' ho has so earefnlli guided onr faltering steps toxcard the very top: who has been to ns the symbol of Latin Sehool assiduity and ] erseveranee ; To “UXCI.E lilLLY ” TKACHEK CEASSMxVl ' E FUIENl) Xi ' e, the Class of 1935, affeetionately and respeetfnlly dedieatc this record of onr activities.

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