The Days of a Man dsqi 



Dedicating a volume of "Stanford Stories," Field 

 and Irwin used the following verses extracted from 

 two poems, the first by Irwin, the second by Field: 



To the newest born of the Sisters, 



At the end of the race's march, 



In her quaint, old Spanish garment, 



Pillar and tile and arch; 



Awaiting the age that hallows, 



Her face to the coming morn, 



Whose scholars still walk her cloisters, 



Whose martyrs are yet unborn. 



generation 



We scatter down the four wide ways. 



Clasp hands and part, but keep 



The power of the golden days 



To lull our care asleep, 



And dream, w^hile our new years we fill 



With sweetness from those four. 



That we are known and loved there still 



Though we come back no more. 



rhe Happily, many do come back, and some in a \ 



second double seuse, as happens with every "Alma Mater." 



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For within recent years the University has had the 

 pleasure of welcoming a considerable influx of 

 young people bearing the familiar names of Stan- 

 ford's first generation of students. Times have 

 necessarily changed, but the chief regret of us 

 Ancients is that we cannot renew our youth with 

 these children of a later day, whose parents were 

 and remain our friends. 



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During the first year of the university a number 

 of the professors had rooms in Encina Hall. This 

 naturally brought about close and friendly relations 



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