THE BATTALION.
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In view of these facts, I say that it is no wonder that our
chaplain would choose the psalm which he did when we come
here to pay our last respects to the dead. The psalm read
Something like this:—“The Lord is my Shepherd I shall not
want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.” Surely
there cotdd not have been a, more appropriate sentence ut
tered. For we know that Governor Ross not only had friends
here among the members of tire faculty and the corps of
cadets at the A. & M. college, but all over Texas and else
where he had friends to whom he could go for support.
Friends who loved and respected him for the service which
he had tendered in making our country what she is today.
Yes, truly it was in green pastures of respect and amid blos
soming lawns of love that our president lay down to rest.
The psalm goes on to say—“Thou preparest a table for
me in the presence of mine enemies.” Again we know that
while ignorance is the greatest curse to humanity today,
yet there has been prepared, b}' the careful management of
our president aided by our professors here, a rich feast of
learning and all Texas.youths and the youths of our neigh
boring states are invited to partake, and now when we come
to consider the facts that Governor Ross fought the savage
Indians for us, held responsible positions in our state which
he tilled with credit to himself and country, gave up paying
positions in order that he might take charge of this our col
lege, I say that it is no wonder that we were sent out from
our parental roof to be governed and watched over by a man
like this.
While we realize that he is not with us in person yet we
know he is here in influence and the words which he spoke
are echoing still. And today as we recall the many favors
and kindnesses shown us here in college life, I feel that I
speak the sentiments of my fellow cadets when I say that we
loved him while he lived, we mourn th'at he fs dead.