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noon he kept his seat, with the several classes, and 

 was called upon in turn to recite. At the close of 

 the School he explained. My brother, he re- 

 marked, some years ago was a pupil here, and 

 fitted for the Academy at West Point, where he was 

 graduated. He was afterwards appointed one of the 

 Professors, continuing at the Institution until he died. 

 Of you he always spoke as laying the foundation of 

 his success in life. I am a surgeon in the Navy, and 

 for years have been sailing around the world, stop- 

 ping for weeks now in one port, now in another. 

 Our Commandants, while we are thus detained, are 

 in the habit of inviting the officers of our merchant 

 marine who may happen to be in port to a banquet 

 on board the man of war. On such occasions the 

 captains and mates are introduced to each other, and 

 naturally inquire for each others homes. One would 

 reply, " I am from Cape Cod." And another, " And 

 so am I." Well, "were you ever in Middleboro"? 

 "Yes, I went to school at Peirce Academy." "And 

 so did I." " And do tell me if Professor Jenks is 

 still Principal." "Yes, and as bright and active and 

 good as ever." Such conversations I have listened 

 to in every foreign port where my vessel has been 

 detained. For my part I could only say, I had a 

 brother taught by Professor Jenks, and only regretted 

 that I had not had that same privilege. Now I can 

 say I have been a pupil at Peirce Academy, and have 

 recited to Professor Jenks. (Whether the stranger 

 received a certificate of his proficiency in French 

 and Algebra is not stated.) 



