Friend of Humanity.

Stanley Davis yearned to see the world happy. He had the Wordsworthian ideal of “joy in widest commonalty spread.” His was not a vague aspiration, not a dreamy hoping for better things. His quick, agile mind had constructive thoughts for improving the average standard of living.

One can truly say of him: “Once met, always met.” He had a radiant personality which left a good impress even on a casual acquaintance. I have seen him in moods which reminded me of Wordsworth's lines:—

… That blessed mood,
In which the affections gently lead us on,
Until—the breath of this corporeal frame
And even the motion of our human blood
Almost suspended — we are laid asleep
In body, and become a living soul,

The body that was called Stanley Davis stays on the Taita hill, but the spirit of Stanley lives on with his friends.