Tributes on Seventieth Birthday 



Greetings to Dr. Jordan on His Seventieth Birthday 

 FROM Stanford's Resident Alumna 



Though each successive Class-Day weeps a tear 

 At partings imminent, farewells to say, 

 "Each one of us, alas! must go his way — 



Tomorrow, Stanford will not find us here!" 



A kindlier fate has favored, year by year, 

 A few of us, permitting us to stay. 

 And each to weave her life, as best she may 



Into the Stanford pattern she holds dear. 



And since you, too, most happily remain 



Close to the heart of all that you have wrought, 



We still can greet you ever and again, 



And feel each meeting with a blessing fraught. 



Because your presence keeps us young, we bring, 



With love and thanks, the fairest blooms of Spring! ' 



Alice Kimball 

 El Padre 



They bade him to the Land of Gold and Rain, — 

 Set to his hand a place of tile and stone; 

 They sent him youth that he should train to own 



The worth of Heaven and the Greater Spain. 



And youth that went across the earth and sea 

 To work, to love, to death, to dream and deed, 

 Bore in their hearts the Padre's secret creed 



Learned in his sun-blessed Mission of the Tree — 



That neither stone nor book nor padre even, 

 Well though they play their dedicated part, 

 But the bell ringing in his heart of heart, 



Leadeth a man through service to his Heaven. 



So on this morn that marks the years that pass. 

 From all the hillsides where his children be, 

 Swung on the winds he taught us to call free, — 



The deep bells in our hearts ring out his Mass. 



Dare Stark 



1 Referring to the beautiful floral offering to accompany which the verses 

 were written. 



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