-
https://presidentwilson.org/files/original/ddc4e6eb14b63e26b168daa665914ae5.pdf
694c18167ce63796bfed19964bcb326f
Dublin Core
The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/.
Title
A name given to the resource
Cary T. Grayson Papers
Description
An account of the resource
The papers of Cary T. Grayson, personal physician and friend of Woodrow Wilson, came to the Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library in 2005, initially as a loan. They were formally donated to the WWPL by the Grayson family in Dec. 2008. Additional gifts of papers were made by the Grayson family in succeeding years, which were eventually incorporated into the larger collection.
Compiled over Dr. Grayson’s colorful life, the collection covers every aspect of Grayson’s military service, career, family life, and personal interests. It is arranged in 13 series (listed below), many with their own finding aids. The largest series, Correspondence (40 linear feet), includes letters and other documents from thousands of individuals. It is clear that Dr. Grayson realized that he had a unique window on the historical events of his era, and he kept everything from seating charts and menus of state dinners to newspaper clippings and family calendars. He wrote diary entries while in Europe with President Wilson for the Paris Peace Conference and scribbled notes after the President was stricken with a stroke in 1919. The bulk of the papers date from 1907-1938, but the collection includes documents from as early as 1864 and as late as 2008.
Publisher
An entity responsible for making the resource available
Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library
Format
The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource
170 boxes, 8 binders of scanned documents, 2,110 pdfs
Language
A language of the resource
English
Type
The nature or genre of the resource
Archival Collection
Identifier
An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context
MS000465
Date
A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource
1864-2008
Creator
An entity primarily responsible for making the resource
Grayson, Cary T.
Source
A related resource from which the described resource is derived
Seven grandchildren of Rear Admiral Cary T. Grayson: W. Cabell Grayson, Jr., Katherine G. Wilkins, Leslie H. Grayson, George Grayson, Carinthia A. Grayson, Alicia G. Grayson, and Theodosia H. Grayson.
Gift made Dec. 12, 2008
Abstract
A summary of the resource.
The Cary T. Grayson Papers make up only one part of the larger Grayson Collection, which includes the papers of Cary’s wife, Alice Gertrude Gordon Grayson, as well as their children, William, Cary Jr., and Gordon. It also includes the papers of Alice’s second husband, George Leslie Harrison, who was president of the New York Federal Reserve, and her father, JJ Gordon, a successful 19th century entrepreneur.
Table Of Contents
A list of subunits of the resource.
Series in Collection:
Articles and speeches
Biographical materials
Book collection
Certificates and awards
Correspondence
Diaries
Financial papers
Miscellaneous
Newspaper clippings
Periodicals
Phonograph records
Postcards
Subject
The topic of the resource
Wilson, Woodrow, 1856-1924
Text
A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text.
Numeric
Date
19131025
Text
Any textual data included in the document
Your Excellency, Mr. Clothier, Mr. President: That greeting sounds very familiar, and I am reminded of an anecdote told of that good artist, but better wit, Oliver Herford. On one occasion, being seated at his club at lunch, a man whose manners he did not very much relish came up to him and slapped him on the back and said, “Hello, Ollie, old boy, how are you?” He looked up at the man somewhat coldly, and said, “I don’t know your name and I don’t know your face, but your manners are very familiar.” The manners exemplified in that cheer are delightfully familiar.<br /><br />I find myself unaffectedly embarrassed to-day. I want to say, in sincere compliment, that I do not like to attempt an extemporaneous address following so finished an orator as the one who has just taken his seat. Moreover, I am somewhat confused as to my identity. I am told by psychologists that I would not know who I am to-day if I did not remember who I was yesterday; but when I recollect that yesterday I was a college president, that does not assist me in establishing my identity to-day. On the contrary, this very presence, the character of this audience, this place with its academic memories, all combine to remind me that the greater part of my active life has been spent in companies like this, and it will be difficult for me in what follows of this address to keep out of the old ruts of admonition which I have been accustomed to follow in the rôle of college president.<br /><br />No one can stand in the presence of a gathering like this, on a day suggesting the memories which this day suggests, without asking himself what a college is for. There have been times when I have suspected that certain undergraduates did not know. I remember that in days of discouragement as a teacher I gratefully recalled the sympathy of a friend of mine in the Yale faculty, who said that after 20 years of teaching he had come to the conclusion that the human mind had infinite resources for resisting the introduction of knowledge. Yet I have my serious doubts as to whether the main object of a college is the introduction of knowledge. It may be the transmission of knowledge through the human system, but not much of it sticks. Its introduction is temporary; it is for the discipline of the hour. Most of what a man learns in college he assiduously forgets afterwards. Not because he purposes to forget it, but because the crowding events of the days that follow seem somehow to eliminate it.<br /><br />What a man ought never to forget with regard to a college is that it is a nursery of principle and of honor. I can not help thinking of William Penn as a sort of spiritual knight who went out upon his adventures to carry the torch that had been put in his hands, so that other men might have the path illuminated for them which led to justice and to liberty. I can not admit that a man establishes his right to call himself a college graduate by showing me his diploma. The only way he can prove it is by showing that his eyes are lifted to some horizon which other men less instructed than he have not been privileged to see. Unless he carries freight of the spirit he has not been bred where spirits are bred.<br /><br />This man Penn, representing the sweet enterprise of the quiet and powerful sect that called themselves Friends, proved his right to the title by being the friend of mankind. He crossed the ocean, not merely to establish estates in America, but to set up a free commonwealth in America and to show that he was of the lineage of those who had been bred in the best traditions of the human spirit. I would not be interested in celebrating the memory of William Penn if his conquest had been merely a material one. Sometimes we have been laughed at—by foreigners in particular—for boasting of the size of the American Continent, the size of our own domain as a nation; for they have, naturally enough, suggested that we did not make it. But I claim that every race and every man is as big as the thing that he takes possession of, and that the size of America is in some sense a standard of the size and capacity of the American people. And yet the mere extent of the American conquest is not what gives America distinction in the annals of the world, but the professed purpose of the conquest which was to see to it that every foot of this land should be the home of free, self-governed people, who should have no government whatever which did not rest upon the consent of the governed. I would like to believe that all this hemisphere is devoted to the same sacred purpose and that nowhere can any government endure which is stained by blood or supported by anything but the consent of the governed.<br /><br />The spirit of Penn will not be stayed. You can not set limits to such knightly adventurers. After their own day is gone their spirits stalk the world, carrying inspiration everywhere that they go and reminding men of the lineage, the fine lineage, of those who have sought justice and right. It is no small matter, therefore, for a college to have as its patron saint a man who went out upon such a conquest. What I would like to ask you young people to-day is: How many of you have devoted yourselves to the like adventure? How many of you will volunteer to carry these spiritual messages of liberty to the world? How many of you will forego anything except your allegiance to that which is just and that which is right? We die but once, and we die without distinction if we are not willing to die the death of sacrifice. Do you covet honor? You will never get it by serving yourself. Do you covet distinction? You will get it only as the servant of mankind. Do not forget, then, as you walk these classic places, why you are here. You are not here merely to prepare to make a living. You are here in order to enable the world to live more amply, with greater vision, with a finer spirit of hope and achievement. You are here to enrich the world, and you impoverish yourself if you forget the errand.<br /><br />It seems to me that there is no great difference between the ideals of the college and the ideals of the State. Can you not translate the one into the other? Men have not had to come to college, let me remind you, to quaff the fountains of this inspiration. You are merely more privileged than they. Men out of every walk of life, men without advantages of any kind, have seen the vision, and you, with it written large upon every page of your studies, are the more blind if you do not see it when it is pointed out. You could not be forgiven for overlooking it. They might have been. But they did not await instruction. They simply drew the breath of life into their lungs, felt the aspirations that must come to every human soul, looked out upon their brothers, and felt their pulses beat as their fellows’ beat, and then sought by counsel and action to move forward to common ends that would be crowned with honor and achievement. This is the only glory of America. Let every generation of Swarthmore men and women add to the strength of that lineage and the glory of that crown of life!<br /><br /><br /><br />
Dublin Core
The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/.
Date
A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource
1913 October 25
Title
A name given to the resource
Address at Swarthmore College
Identifier
An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context
WWP20770
Type
The nature or genre of the resource
Text
Language
A language of the resource
English
Description
An account of the resource
Woodrow Wilson addresses Swarthmore College about the purpose of college and what it truly means to be a graduate.
Source
A related resource from which the described resource is derived
Cary T. Grayson Papers, Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library, Staunton, Virginia
Creator
An entity primarily responsible for making the resource
Wilson, Woodrow, 1856-1924
Format
The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource
pdf file