the mummy was wrapped and declared that it was the corpse
of an Egyptian princess, whose name and history he related.
Having given this narrative and excited the expectation of
his auditors, the wrappers were taken off and, alas, it turned
out to be the body of a man. The poor professor was, of course,
much disconcerted and his lectures, I believe, came to a sudden
ending. Mr. Torrey said that 'it was undoubtedly the corpse
of Spurius Mummius.'"

But no account of my class ought to omit the name of Henry
Whitney. He was a universal favorite. In all the disputes
which arose in all the divisions of sets or sections, Whitney
maintained the regard and affection of the whole class.

After graduating he was a very successful and influential
business man in Boston and was President of the Boston &
Providence Railroad, which under his masterly administration,
attained a very high degree of prosperity. I think he corresponded
with every member of the class, and did more to preserve and
create a kindly class feeling than any other member. It seemed
when he died as if half the college had died. He was a man
of great refinement and scholarship, and was fond of collecting
rare books. He had a great many editions of Milton which
he liked to exhibit to his friends. He had a most delightful
wit, and was the author of some very good songs and other
humorous poetry.

I do not of course undertake to give sketches of all my classmates,
either the living or the dead, or those who have attained
distinction as useful and honorable members of society. So
far as I know their career since they left college, there
is none of them of whom the class or the college need be ashamed.

The different classes had not much intercourse with each
other unless it happened in the case of boys who came from
the same town, or who came from the same school, until late
in the college course, when the members of the Hasty Pudding
Club and the Porcellian, the two principal secret societies,
formed intimacies beyond their own class in the meetings
of those clubs. There were some persons in the classes near
mine, both below and above me, with whom I had an acquaintance
in college which grew into a cordial friendship in the Law
School or in later life. Perhaps, taking him all together,
the most brilliant man in Harvard in my time was John Felton.
He went to California and became afterward unquestionably
the greatest lawyer they have ever had on th