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school graduates will be of great practical aid to the students. There is a complete system of courts very similar to those of the State and a legislature whose enactments control the decisions of the courts, in which all students of the two upper classes must participate as a part of their regular school work preparatory to receiving their degrees.

Previously the law school has held student courts, but only in a small way, and never has a university legislature as an adjunct to the courts been attempted. This is to aid the practitioner in conducting cases successfully without the necessary office experience, which the present graduates feel essential before engaging in trial. The lower or "sectional" courts, as they are called at the university, are under the direction of Chandler M. Wood of Boston, a graduate of the law school and a member of the faculty. These are presided over by the various members of the upper class in turn. The cases are assigned by Mr. Wood and all students must appear as counsel before this tribunal. In most respects they correspond, to the district municipal courts.

After trial in the "sectional" courts, cases are appealed to the so-called "Appellate Court." This is presided over by a chief justice and six associate judges, all of whom are students.

The court of last resort to which cases may be taken on exception from the court of appeals is presided over by George J. Tufts, a member of the faculty and a Boston attorney. Here briefs, pleadings and exceptions are presented as in the Supreme Court of the State.

Union College, Schenectady, N. Y., the oldest engineering school in the country, has decided to establish a six-years' course in engineering, which shall combine the essential features of both a technical and liberal course. The step is a radical one, the Union is the first college in the country to take it. The old fouryears' course will be optional.

Statistics have been compiled showing that New York Teachers' College is represented by its graduates or former students on the staff of more than three hundred American universities, colleges, and normal schools, and in foreign educational posts, such as the presidency of a missionary college in India, an inspectorship in Burmah, the principalship of the new provincial higher normal school in Canton, China, and professorships in teachers' training schools in Japan, Brazil, Mexico, Porto Rico and the Philiippines.

A new plan for increasing the revenue of the academic department of Yale College has, it is stated, passed the academic faculty and gone to the university corporation to be considered by that body. It is proposed to reduce the present an

ual tuition charge in the academic department from $155 a year to $150, but add to the annual bill $18 a year as a charge for the use of public rooms, the gymnasium, reading-room and library. The net gain is $13 a year, which applied to 1350 students in the academic department means a gain of $17,550 a year for the department.

OBITUARY

Rev. Dr. Henry Martyn Baird, professor emeritus of Greek and since 1902 dean of the New York University, died at his home in Yonkers, November 11th, at the age of seventy-four. He was one of the best-known Greek scholars of this country, and was professor of that language in New York University from 1859 to 1902, when he was made emeritus professor and also dean of the institution.

Dr. Baird was the son of Rev. Dr. Robert Baird, and was born in Philadelphia on Jan. 17, 1832. He was graduated at New York University in 1850, and in the two years that followed studied at the University of Athens, being one of the first Americans to attend that institution. Returning to this country he studied at the Union and Princeton Theological Seminaries, and in 1855 was made tutor of Greek in Princeton Uni

versity, which position he retained until 1859, when he became professor of that language in New York University.

In 1856 he published his narrative of "Residence and Travels in Modern Greece," and ten years later the biography of his father. After seventeen years of labor in obtaining material, he produced in 1879 two volumes upon the history of "The Rise of the Huguenots," and in 1886 he gave to the world two more volumes, "The Huguenots" and "Henry of Navarre." Three years later he published the great work which sealed. his fame as a scholar of international repute, "The Revocation of the Edict of Nantes." Dr. Baird received the degree of doctor of philosophy from Princeton University in 1876, and the higher one of doctor of laws in the same year. Rutgers College made him a doctor of divinity in 1887. Princeton also conferred the degree of L. H. D. upon him in 1896.

He was a member of the American

Philosophical Society, a corresponding

member of the Harvard Historical Society and of the Societe de l'Histoire du Protestantisme Francais, the New York Historical Society, an honorary member of the Huguenot Society of America and an honorary fellow of the Huguenot Society of London. In 1860 he married Miss Susan E. Baldwin. When the Car

negie Foundation was organized in April of this year to provide retirement pensions for teachers in the universities, colleges and technical schools of the United States, Canada and Newfoundland, Dr. Baird was one of the first chosen to receive a pension.

Edmund Howd Miller, professor of analytical chemistry and assaying at Columbia University, died on November 9th of typhoid fever. By his death Columbia. loses one of the foremost men in her department of chemistry. Professor Miller was born in Fairfield, Conn., in 1869. In 1891 he was graduated from the Columbia School of Applied Science, where he made a record for himself both as a student and as an athlete. In 1892 he received the degree of master of arts and two years later the degree of doctor of pholosophy. From 1891 to 1894 he was

assistant in assaying and was then made a tutor. He was promoted to instructor in 1897 and in 1901 made adjunct professor of analytical chemistry. He was made full professor in 1904. He had complete charge of the department of analytical chemistry since Dr. Rickett retired seven years ago. Dr. Miller was a fellow in the Chemical Society of London. He has written several treatises, the most important of which is one on "Quantitative Analysis for Mining Engineers." He was chairman of the New York division of the American Chemical Society, of which he was vice-president at one time. He was also a member of the executive committee of the Society of Chemical Industry of London.

Dr. William Patterson Kane, president of Wabash College, Crawfordsville, Ind., died on November 28th at a health resort in the Ozark mountains near Hot Bright's disease. Dr. Kane was 58 years Springs, Ark. His death was due to old and was born in Carroll county, O. He attended college at Monmouth, Ill., and studied theology at Xenia, O., and Newburg, N. Y. His first pastorate was at Argyle, N. Y. From there he went to Lafayette and then to Bloomington, Ill., where he was preaching when he accepted the presidency of Wabash seven

years ago.

Dr. Kane was a trustee of McCormick Theological Seminary, and served Lane Seminary in the same capacity for many years. He was president of the Winona Assembly for several years, and had been very prominent in Presbyterian home mission affairs.

Professor James Mason Hoppin of the Yale Art School died at his home in New Haven on November 14th. He was eighty-six years old and had been professor emeritus of art since 1899.

Professor Hoppin was born in Providence, R. I., Jan. 17, 1820, was the son of Benjamin and Esther (Warner) Hoppin and the grandson of Benjamin Hoppin, who was a commissioned officer of the Revolutionary Army. He was graduated from Yale in 1840, and attended the Harvard Law School from 1841-2 also

the Union Theological Seminary, New York and the Andover Seminary from 1843-5. He was a student of theology at Berlin University, Germany, from 1847-9. In 1850 he was married to Mary D. Perkins at Litchfield, Conn. During the same year he was ordained pastor of the Congregational Church, Salem, Mass. He was professor of homiletics and also in history of art at Yale. He was a member of many societies and was the author of a number of books.

Dr. William H. Chandler, emeritus professor of chemistry at Lehigh University, Bethlehem, Pa., died on November 23rd. He was sixty-five years old. Dr. Chandler was born in New Bedford, Mass., December 13, 1841, and was graduated from Union College, Schenectady, N. Y., in 1862. He taught for years in the Columbia School of Mines and in 1871 he was called to Lehigh University. Dr. Chandler in 1898 published his Encyclopædia of Universal Knowledge. Hamilton College in 1872 gave him the degree of Ph.D. He was a member of the American Chemical Society, Fellow of the Chemical Society of London, member of the Societe Chemique of Paris, and member of the American Association for the Advancement of Science.

Professor Milton L. Comstock, A.M., Ph.D., teacher of mathematics at Knox College, Galesburg, Ill., died on November 8th at his home in Galesburg. Professor Comstock was eighty-two years of age, and for nearly fifty years had been a teacher of mathematics at Knox College.

Professor Hugh A. Hackett, aged twenty-six, assistant professor of biology at the Western University of Pennsylvania, died on November 12th of typhoid fever. He was a graduate of Johns Hopkins University at Baltimore, where

his parents reside, and was considered one of the most brilliant scholars in that department in the country. He had been connected with the Western University of Pennsylvania for about two years. Before coming to Pittsburg he conducted special research work at the Government experiment stations throughout the South. His death is considered a great loss to the university.

Professor A. Freshney, teacher of chemistry in the Southwest Texas Normal College, San Marcos, Texas, died of apoplexy on November 21st. Professor Freshney was a native of England and was for eight years a teacher in the Austin (Texas) high school. He had been on the faculty of the Southwest Texas Normal College for three years.

Mr. William L. Eaton, who had been the principal of the Concord High School for thirty years and superintendent of the schools for a greater part of that time, died suddenly on November 18th of heart disease. Mr. Eaton, who was fifty-five years old, was born in Woburn and passed his early life there, where he attended the public schools. He was graduated at Harvard in 1873. He first taught school in Uxbridge, and in the latter part of 1875 he received the appointment as principal of the Concord High.

Dr. Ernest Jean Dubedout, instructor in the department of romance languages at the University of Chicago, died in St. Joseph's Hospital, Paris, October 16th. He had been declining in health for a long time, having been granted an indefinite leave of absence last winter to return to South France to recuperate his health. He was a brilliant French student, having also studied in Germany and Spain. Spain. He first came to the University of Chicago in 1903 as an instructor in French literature. He was 44 years old.

A SIGNAL SHOWN

"There's Nantucket over there."

She pointed out into the gloom. The man beside her looked at the finger and on, on until he saw the twinkle of a light blinking fitfully in the darkness. "Yes," he murmured, scarcely concealing his bitterness, "there's Nantucket over there." He looked at the girl. She watched the light.

"I shall almost be sorry to reach New York," she said, with a merry laugh; "everything will seem so ordinary and lonely-and-oh, I shall feel so restless and discontented."

They were standing in the waist. From above came the drone of many voices and the rattle of a rag time twostep. The boatswain's whistle rang out.

"I guess they're going to take the log," she continued carelessly, as she drummed against the rail.

"Oh, you won't be restless long," he said, unheeding her last remark. "Think of one poor wretch who deliberately closes a chapter in his life."

"Why, you're tragic. That isn't nice on such an evening as this."

"But you're happy-"

"Well-yes-I am. You wouldn't have me otherwise, would you?"

She looked wonderfully pretty in the half light, half mist. A loose strand of hair was blowing across her browned face. Her eyes were still bright from the dancing.

"Yes, I would." The man stepped nearer. "Yes, I verily believe I'd like to see you miserable, utterly miserable, to-night. I've seen you in every possible mood but that, and—”

"If you are going to be so unkind and wicked, I shall go back and dance again. How can you have the heart to talk like that? How do you dare-there are all the others-if they knew-"

John Farrell laughed shortly. "Yeshow they'd growl if they heard me. Yet, my acquaintance with you dates farther

back than their's. I don't mean to boast -there's only a difference of a couple of months or so, and I was the lucky dog. You see, I've known you in every mood; I've come to look at things with your happy eyes and forget all the worries and ordinary matters awaiting me on this side of the water. Oh, you've taught me a great deal. I'll not forget the lessons. I understand you through and through, better than you understand yourself; if I had the time I'd outstrip the others entirely and show you yourself without all the little affectations that are so fascinating, and-"

"You are waxing very uncomplimentary it seems to me. Affectations-ugly word," and she shook her head dubiously.

"Virginia, look at me."

The girl started a little. He had never before addressed her by her first name. "Well," she said, and turned to face him, expecting to find him stern, instead of smiling.

"Don't keep up the lightheartedness to-night. It's the last, you know. We've been such good friends. These weeks

have been almost a heaven to me. I remember you as I first saw you at the opera in Paris. I stared and stared at you because you were an American. You attracted me strangely and I followed you to your hotel. Then I went into the cafe and lunched at a table just across from where you sat with your aunt; don't you remember? The next day I introduced myself. You were very cold. I don't think you quite approved of me. I wasn't much on first sight, was I?”

"And then you joined us, for uncle liked you," she interrupted. "We climbed the grand old Swiss mountains, and did all the art galleries together, and you used to tell me stories when the rides grew tedious-"

"Do you remember how we used to drift around Venice in a gondola under

the glaring sun, while your poor aunt suffered tortures at the hotel?" Farrell murmured reminiscently.

"Yes, and wasn't it funny that uncle and aunt should put me in your care and send me home, like a bit of freight; we're nearly there now," she added.

"I shall write to them that I have enjoyed the task very much, that you have been very good, have caused me no worry, and

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"That's all-and there's Nantucket light-"

"That isn't all." Farrell leaned his elbow on the rail and dropped his chin in his palm. The ship's bell clanged mournfully.

"No, that isn't all. I told you I was sealing a chapter in my life. I hate to close it. I'd a deal rather keep it open. I was only one of many with you, but you have been all to me. Don't turn away, I won't annoy you. I've discovered so many things about you, and I know you have a good little heart with all your light way. You've been all to me and the most beautiful things that I

have seen in all that beautiful world we have just left have had you in the foreground; not a recollection comes to me but you are there-there-until it seems as if I have no thought that is not centered about you. Bless you! And because you have made this fool's paradise for me I talk to you like this, now.out here where I have you at my mercy. There, it will all be over tomorrow. Your life is not like mine, you know, for you're a bright, little bird, you'll go on and on, and laugh and sing just the same."

The girl had been watching the water as it gurgled along twenty feet below. She looked up as he finished. "Did you see that phosphorescence?" she asked.

Farrell could not conceal his discomfiture. He hesitated a moment. "Is that all you're going to say?"

She turned her head away. "You're much more interesting when you're telling me stories," she said. "You know I promised to dance with Mr. Lincoln once more tonight-"

"Yes, Lincoln is doubtless waiting. We'd better go up."

He stepped on ahead. The girl followed.

"It's dark and I might fall," she muttered. She did stumble, as he turned sharply. "Let me guide you. The light is blinding." His tone was cold-but he touched her arm tenderly. At the foot of the gangway he stopped. "You're such a little girl, and I'm so strong. I could just never mind-Lincoln's waiting for his dance."

They had scarcely stepped into the light of the promenade deck when a young fellow met them.

"Well, at last, Miss Fay. I thought that you were cutting me."

"Good night," she called after Farrell as she turned to Lincoln. He merely bowed his head without turning.

"What's the matter with the man?" asked the newcomer curiously.

"Let's dance," was the brief response.

And for some reason Lincoln found his partner very silent during that waltz, and when they stopped and stood against the cabin she refused to talk or

to listen.

They danced the next together and after that she suddenly decided to go below. Once in her cabin, she sat down on her trunk, dropped her chin in her hands and was still for a long time. Then brushing the hair from her face she sprang up and paced to and fro in her narrow stateroom. She must do

something, for she felt so unutterably wretched. Yet why should she? After a while she threw on her great storm coat, and pulled a tam over her head. There would be no one out on deck, she thought. As she crept up the stairs into the saloon, she could hear men's voices in the smoking room. The steward had turned off the lights on deck and it was black outside. black outside. The third officer pacing back and forth above, relieved her feeling of absolute loneliness and she leaned against the cabin, beating a nervous tattoo against the top of a near-by steamer chair. The wind chair. The wind was chilly, the boat was rolling a little. Suddenly to her great surprise a tear rolled down her

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