The Prayer of Agassi% 



mere summer's outing, but a missionary work of 

 the highest importance. 



A deep religious feeling permeated his whole The 

 discourse, for in each natural object he saw "a thou & ht * 



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thought of God" which the student may search out 

 and think over again. But no reporter took down 

 his words, and no one could call back the charm of 

 his manner or the impressiveness of his zeal. At 

 the end he said, with a somewhat foreign phras- 

 ing, "I would not have any one to pray for me 

 now": adding, when he realized our failure to grasp 

 his meaning, that each would frame his own prayer 

 in silence. 



Even the careless heart was moved, 

 And the doubting gave assent 

 With a gesture reverent 

 To the Master well beloved. 



As thin mists are glorified 

 By the light they cannot hide, 

 All who gazed upon him saw, 

 Through its veil of tender awe, 



How his face was still uplit 

 By the old sweet look of it, 

 Hopeful, trustful, full of cheer 

 And the love that casts out fear. 



Nevertheless, there were among us some young 

 fellows from Harvard and Amherst who failed to 

 appreciate the significance of Agassiz's high purpose, a lesson 

 and promptly determined to show their disapproval 

 of coeducation by "giving the Professor a lesson!" 

 Accordingly, after a night or two, they threw over 

 into the women's quarters a huge doll baby fashioned 

 from a pillow and blanket. This produced some 



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