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And now there was a hustling and bustling; a gathering up of journals, and a hasty shaking of hands, and it seemed as if the portraits of General Cass and Stevens T. Mason glanced down upon us from the walls with a tinge of sadness in their look.
And now, venerable old capitol, with thy moss grown roof, thy dingy walls and historic memories, we bid thee a long,—a last farewell. How little does •the Michigan of to-day know how much she owes to thee ! It was within thy antique walls that our noblest principles received their impetus, and our proudest and grandest institutions had their birth.
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