1868

As travellers who have reached some sunny height Where the path bends, seeing ahead the way That still ascends, pause to look back and say How fair the road has been! then catching sight Of th' spot below whence in the morning light They first set forth together, fain would stay And take the journey o'er, so ye today Stand looking back. But even if ye might, Ye would not now return. Though shadows fall Across the road, the light of afternoon Is fairer than the morn; above the fir trees tall Rises the sunlit summit; 10, where all Ye've helped along the way come following on, Up comes their joyous shout; lead us on still they call.

E.M.F."

[See this issue, 'B6 Class Notes for source ofthis sonnet.HENRY W. THURSTON, Secretary.]

20 January, 1913 (On the Fortieth Anniversary of their marriage)