thing to you, and will take my seat, thanking you, for the courtesy and kindness of calling upon me.

Vice-President Dyer. We have among us a young man upon whom I will not call to make a speech, but we would like to have him rise, so that he can be looked at. Mr. Jones ninety-five years of age. Mr. Jones stood up and was greeted with three rousing cheers and a tiger.

Vice-President Dyer. I will now call upon Thomas Hills, Esq.

Address of Mr. Hills:

Mr. President and Gentlemen: - I heard a story to-day which perhaps will illustrate my state of mind. at the present time. It ran like this : — A man visited a lunatic asylum one day, and he saw there a man who was prancing round in a remarkable manner, and the keeper said, "That man imagines he is riding a horse.' So the visitor went to the man

and said to him, are you riding?

My dear sir, what kind of a horse

"Not riding a horse

"I am not riding a horse." what then are you riding? "I am riding a hobby. Don't you know the difference between a horse and a hobby?" "No; what is it?" 66 Well, you can get down from a horse, but you can't get down from a hobby." I am afraid my position is something like that of the insane man ; I have just now a hobby on my mind. While I could say Amen, and most heartily, to the sentiments that have been uttered here to-night as to the possibility of our country assimilating the enormous influx.

of foreigners who are coming among us, I am one of the doubting Thomases, and believe that unless we can restrain that emigration so that the undesirable elements shall be kept where they originated, our power of assimilation will not be equal to the task. I believe, as I said a year ago (and this is my hobby, as you perceive), that we are not to be, and ought not to be, the cesspool of the other continents of the world, but that we are a great family and have the right to say what shall be the character of those who shall come among us. Let the anarchists stay where they originated.

I have no prejudice against the foreigner, and I can say this perhaps better than some of you whose ancestors came over in the Mayflower, for my father was an English emigrant and my mother also. They were here in Boston twenty years before I was born. I do not want the civilization of Europe here, but I want the civilization of America, such as our free schools will make.

I have nothing to take back of what I said a year ago, and my sentiments upon that subject can be better expressed, perhaps, by that old song that we used to sing as school boys fifty years ago, than in any other way. I do not believe I have forgotten it yet, and I will see if I can recite it.

Before all lands in east or west
I love my native land the best,
With God's best gifts 'tis teeming.
No gold nor jewels here are found,
But men of noble souls abound,

And eyes with joy are beaming.

Before all tongues in east or west
I love my native tongue the best;
Though not so smoothly spoken,
Nor woven with Italian art,

Yet when it speaks from heart to heart
The word is never broken.

Before all people east or west,
I love my countrymen the best,
A race of noble spirits:

A sober mind, a generous heart,
To virtue trained, yet free from art
They from their sires inherit.

To all the world I give my hand,
My heart I give my native land,
I seek her good, her glory;
I honor every nation's name,
Respect their virtues and their fame,
But I love the land that bore me.

This appropriate quotation by Mr. Hills brought the exercises of the evening to a conclusion.

FOURTEENTH REUNION.

THE fourteenth Reunion of the Old School Boys' Association was held at Young's Hotel, November 23, 1893. The following officers for 1893-94 were elected:

BENJAMIN B. CONVERSE, President.

CURTIS GUILD, Vice-President.

WILLIAM C. LAWRENCE, Sec'y and Treas.
WARREN RICHARDSON, Historian.

Directors: Thomas F. Temple, Jonathan A. Lane, Charles Whittier, James H. Upham, Ezekiel R. Jones, Charles C. Kurtz, Thomas Hall, Timothy T. Sawyer, Frank A. Hall.

The meeting then adjourned to the dining-room, and the Vice-President, Mr. Benjamin B. Converse, presiding, called upon the Rev. Philip S. Moxom, D. D., to invoke the Divine blessing. The company then sang two stanzas of the Association song. After the repast the Chairman said:

Gentlemen of the Old School Boys' Association : Our President is unavoidably absent to-night, which I regret very much, and the pleasant duty devolves upon me to welcome you here this evening. We

have met to renew our old friendships and to review old times. It is a great benefit to each of us to come together thus; but it is painful to realize that during the last year fifteen of our members have passed on. There are several gentlemen here who are waiting to address you, and I will first call upon a gentleman who was formerly a President of this Association, Mr. William H. Baldwin.

Mr. Baldwin said:

Mr. President and Members of the Old School Boys' Association: Just before I left my office this afternoon, I was thinking of 1843-fifty years ago. I wonder if any gentlemen around the tables here were acquainted with the "Miller delusion," as I was. You know it was Miller's firm belief, earnestly preached by him, that the world was coming to an end in 1843. At that time I was in the store opposite the Cattle Fair Hotel. I remember selling fabrics to be made into ascension robes, to be put on when the people should be taken up to heaven.

As we were arranging for the dinner a year ago, I called upon our friend Phillips Brooks, and asked him in your behalf if he would come and be with us at our dinner. I never shall forget the expression which was upon his countenance, and the words which fell from his lips, when he said, “I want to belong to the Boston School Boys' Association, and just as soon as I am entitled to the privilege I shall be with you." As you know, Phillips Brooks passed away the 23d of last January. He is not with us this evening in the body, but never, never will he be forgotten.