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Part of In Memoriam - Rachel Lloyd, Ph.D.

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Are we not girls together this one night at least,
Though a paradox, still it is true,
All the single ones present at this noble feast,
j And all of us double ones, too.

But somewhat of sorrow would cloud our delight.
And much of our bliss be destroyed,

Were it not for the presence among us to-night
Of our very dear friend, Mrs. Lloyd.

For in spite of the changes which come with the years
} Our hearts are the same as of yore ;
' And with happiness blended of laughter and tears
| We greet one another once more

| Old time is as nothing, nay, hardly as much,

| Let him say we're not young, if he dare:

He thinks we'll admit it, because of the touch
Of his sly powder puff on our hair.

‘The fetters which bind us were never more dear,
And their velvet strength never was greater

Than to-night when we meet, in the June of the year,
In the hails of our old Alma Mater,

oe

Alma Mater? Ah, yes to be sure, but in place
Of this title we'll give her another,

And christen them over again, by your grace
With the dear name, “Our Own Foster Mother.”*

She had previously spent seven summers at the

b Annex of Harvard College, perfecting herself in chem-
istry, and in 1885, applied for the position of Professor

of Chemistry at the Taylor College at Bryn Mawr,

Pa., when that college for young ladies was opened

{ Thoroughly equipped for this work, with high testi-
monials from the professors at Harvard, she was ai

ceptable to Taylor College, but for one exception.