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will, of coiirso, ho pointed out in the section devoted to these various 

 fields." 



Chancellor David Starr Jordan, of Stanford University, the greatest 

 living student of fishes, celebrated his seventieth birthday on January 

 19th with a poem, a copy of which follows: 



Men Told Me, Lord 

 (1851-1921) 



Men told me, Lord, it was a vale of tears 

 Where Thou hadst placed me, wickedness and woe 

 My twain companions whereso I might go; 

 That I through ten and three-score weary years 

 Should stumble on, beset by pains and fears, 

 Fierce conflict round me, passions hot within, 

 Enjoyment brief and fatal, but in sin. 

 When all was ended then should I demand 

 Full compensation from Thine austere hand; 

 For, 'tis Thy pleasure, all temptation past, 

 To be not just but generous at last. 



Lord, here am I ! My three-score 3^ears and ten 



All counted to the full; I've fought Thy fight. 



Crossed Thy dark valleys, scaled Thy rocks' harsh height, 



Borne all Thy burdens Thou dost lay on men 



With hand unsparing, three-score years and ten. 



Before Thee now I make my claim, O Lord! 



WTiat shall I pray Thee as a meet reward? 



I ask for nothing! Let the balance fall! 



All that I am or know or may confess 



But swells the weight of mine indebtedness ; 



Burdens and sorrows stand transfigured all ; 



For Love, with all the rest. Thou gav'st me here. 



And Love is Heaven's very atmosphere! 



