He wrote a hymn for Maundy Thursday. Rain was falling on the chapel, on the garden, on the college. Have not recent events made it obvious to the slightest reflectio n that the least deviation from this spirit of forbearance is injurious to every interest, that of humanity included? Amidst the violence of excited passions this generous and fraternal feeling has been sometimes disregarded; and standing as I now do befo re my countrymen, in this high place of honor and of trust, I can not refrain from anxiously invoking my fellow-citizens never to be deaf to its dictates. Stephen listened to them in some wonderment for Boland was the dunce and Nash the idler of the class.