The singing and sermon in German, so that, to We took dinner with H., and had a regular Jewish meal. The meat had been inspected, and all the veins removed, and the blood allowed to drip out. We had no but have butter and ter, as it is not permitted to After dinner we visited the Young Men's Library, also the Grosvenor Library. The for.ner contains about 25,000, and the latter about twelve thousand vols. The former Jewish synagogue Jewish meal. Sunday services. is self-supporting, while the latter is endowed. Sunday morning I attended church. The minister did pretty well, considering he grad uated from Andover only last Sept. Singing poor-no choir. We boys sung almost as much as all the rest put together. In the evening we went to the M. E. church-dedicatory service of a new edifice. They raised yesterday morning twenty thousand dollars. Last night they made another effort to pay the debt. We left at ten, and they were then fifteen hundred short. George goes home with me Christmas: so you must be on the lookout for us. But I can't put much more on this sheet, so will say Good-bye. Give lots of love to father, and write soon to Your affectionate son MY DEAR FATHER WILLIE. Rochester, Dec. 14, 1872. I thought you and mother would be glad to know I passed my examination in "Ancient History," this morning, all right. No mistake of omission or commission: conse quently I feel quite happy. But this is only a foretaste. Next week we have Latin, French, and mathematics. During the present week I have worked hard, and expect to be very busy next week. We are having sleighing, and the bells make merry with their tintinnabulations. There are some fine horses on the streets, but I would not give Nellie" for any of them. I expect Geo. Stearns will spend Christmas with me. He stands A No. 1" in his class, and sings bass. We anticipate great pleasure. David and Theo keep me pretty well posted about general affairs. Dr. A. expressed pleasure at the receipt of the Autobiography. He continues a paternal care over me, and occasionally permits me to come into his awful presence, for the purpose of asking after my health. Love to mother, and kind remembrances to all inquiring friends. Affectionately, your son WILLIE. After a happy Christmas at home, with his friend Stearns, Will returned to the University. Examinations. Calculus. New pas tor. MY DEAR FATHER Rochester. Jan'y 11, 1873. Every Yours of the 8th is received. thing here is progressing as usual. Monday we paid our respects to Dr. Kendrick" Demosthenes' orations against Phillip," and "on the Crown;" Prof. Mixer— "Sprechen sie Deutsch;" and Prof. Quimby"Calculus." As to this last, it is almost like casting pearls before swine, to set before us the beauties (?) of calculus. We can't see 'em. So far, our class has been signally blessed by Death passing us by. But one of our boys is now very sick with erysipelas. I have doubts of his recovery. I called on him yesterday, and found him delirious. We boys do n't half appreciate the blessings God gives us in life and health. Before leaving home I accidentally broke one of the windows in the door of the coupé, and forgot to mention it. Mr. Morehouse, our pastor, has come, and preached first-rate last Sunday, from Eph. 6: 19, 20. There is considerable religious interest in the S. S., and we hope for an abundant blessing. I must not forget to tell you that the Prof. of Higher Mathematics told the Faculty I passed a very creditable examination, considering the disadvantages under which I labored. I feel it was just, but almost too good to be true. Love to mother. Affectionately, your son WILLIE. Among the papers found since my son's death, is a composition upon the "Authenticity of Ossian's Poems," written in college about this time. It bears evidence of thorough study of his subject, and was highly commended by his teacher. An eminent scholar, who recently read the paper, returned it with a note, saying: "It shows great merit, and independence of judgment, in such a young writer. Besides, his decision in the matter is decidedly right." AUTHENTICITY OF OSSIAN'S POEMS. For First Term, Soph. Year. In the latter part of the eighteenth century the literary circles of England were stirred by the publication of what purported to be a translation and compilation of some "Gaelic Poems" written in the fourth century. |