PAN 
AMERICAN GEOLOGIST 
VoL. XXXVII May, 1922 No. 4 
JOHN CASPER BRANNER 
By Charle:s Ke:ye:s 
Disciples of the Master who have drunk 
The vigorous draught from his deep well of thought 
Surround the earth. Andl they have felt his fire 
Along their limbs. His power has made them strong 
To conquer things almost unconquerable. 
His words have gone with them into far lands 
Beyond the borders of the seven seas. 
And they have borne his teachings to the youth 
Of later generations. Men his eyes 
Have not beheld are strengthened by his strength. 
They strip their work of devious ornament 
In honor of his stern simplicity, 
And know him as a prophet. 
No mean sphere 
The teacher fills, who has the might to bridge 
The distances in time and space, as he. 
His power can find no limit while his words 
Live in the hearts of many earnest men. 
So, in the hearts of many men, he lives. 
But we who loved him know the void he left 
Can not be filled. His genial smile, the glints 
Of deathless humor in his kindly eyes. 
His able hands, that children loved to clutch 
And cling to, and his great untiring brain 
That had its benediction in hard work 
And recompense in work sublimely done — 
These things are vanished into yesterday. 
Today is grayer, since the Master passed. 
Dorothy Gunnell Jenkins. 
