Machet die Thore weit. Luetzel.

Reading from the Psalms.

All Glory, Laud and Honor. Schumann.

Reading from the Bible. Prayer.

Into the Silent Land. (Quartet.) Authur Foote, '74.

A Mighty Fortress. Luther. Sermon.

Sanctus. G. L. Osgood, '66.

Hymn 215 (Chapel Hymn Book), In unison.

Appleton Chapel was crowded to its utmost capacity. The audience was a notable one - with a sprinkling of the invited guests of the University, and a great crowd of graduates. The undergraduates who were fortunate enough to be first in the number that gathered at the north door, were admitted ten minutes before the service began. Before the rest had entered the standing room of the chapel was exhausted and the door was forced shut in spite of the pressure from the outside. The Anniversary Choir, with its magnificent volume of sound, again took part in the service. The hymn "Machet die Thore Weit" opened the service, and the reading of Psalm 143 by Rev. F. G. Peabody was followed by the anthem, "All Glory, Laud and Honor." Then followed Arthur Foote's beautiful composition, "Into the Silent Land," which was composed especially for the occasion. This was sung by a graduate quartet consisting of Dr. S. W. Langmaid, '59, Geo. L. Osgood, '66, G. S. Lamson, '77, and A. M. Barnes, '71. At the close of the service the choir sung the "Sanctus," written by Mr. Osgood for the occasion. Luther's "A Mighty Fortress" was next given by the full choir, and formed a fitting introduction to the

SERMON.Hebrew xiii., 8 - Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, to-day and forever.

There is no finer effort of the imaginary than that which at times like this clothes a great institution with personality and makes it live in all the fullness of intelligence, and affection, and will. It is not an uncommon power. The first powers are not those which are exceptional and rare, but those which belong in general to all humanity and constitute the proof marks of its excellence. In every age the member of the body of Christ has seen the great expression of Christ's life, of which he was a part, stand forth sublime and gracious, as mother church. In every time of national peril and preservation the patriot has been able to cry out to his beloved land, standing before him in beautiful distinctness.

O! Beautiful my country, ours once more,

Smoothing thy gold of war-dishevelled hair

O'er such sweet brows as never other wore.