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THE ANCHOR i , 9-
But they did not come and present-
ly a little voice within said, "Now see
what you have done. Go back home
and tell your mother." "I won't,"
asserted Self. "Why not?" questioned
Conscience. "Because I'll be pun-
ished," replied Self, "But you deserve
it," Conscience reminded, "No, I
don't," defied Self. Then determined
to still Conscience, he began to
skate across the river.
Suddenly he seemed to be
rounded by companions. They were
here, there and everywhere.
were clad in bright colors and were
darting in and out among their com-
Presently he noticed that they were
leading him downstream. That was
where the thin ice was, he thought
with a chill of horror. Who were
these people anyway with their
strange faces, strange dress and
strange ways? Where were they
taking him to? Where did they
come from so suddenly? These
thoughts chased each other through
"I must go back," he thought to
himself. But even though he wanted
to go back, he could not, try as he
would. It was just a short distance
to the thin ice now. As they neared
it he saw a hideous looking monster,
sitting on a cushion. The foremost
of his companions ran ahead and
bending on one knee, he solemnly
touched his nose to the ice and then
stood at attention.
"You have him?" questioned the
monster, who was Ill Nature..
"Yes, Ill Nature," he replied.
"You may take him six feet on the
thin ice," he ordered.
Immediately Elliott felt the same
strange something pulling him on
against his will. They touched the
thin ice, but to his surprise they did
not break through. Looking back,
he saw the monster Ill Nature, grad-
ually dwindle until he saw nothing
but a snow drift. Fear tugged at
his heart. Surely this was not the
world of reality he thought.
But at this moment a great crack-
ling and grumbling was heard, and
the ice broke and he went through.
Down, down, down, he went. Every-
thing was dark as night. Finally
after what seemed an interminable
time he landed on ice again, with a.
thump which seemed to echo and re-
echo. Then before his dazed eyes
appeared another monster, even more
hideous looking than the first. He
was all black and was perched upon
a high stool.
"You brought him?" he demanded
in a shrill voice.
"Yes, Resentment, answered the
foremost one bending on one knee
and touching his nose to the ice.
'KNow," said Resentment the mon-
ster, turning his wicked little eyes
on Elliot, "Remove the wood from
that circular place at my Left and
then skate around in a circle until
I tell you to stop."
Elliot protested, but that same in-
visible force impelled him, as it had
Slowly he tried to pick up a stick
of wood. It was so heavy that he was
unable to lift it.
"Try again," purred Resentment in
a sqft voice.
Elliot tried again. This time he
could lift it. It felt cold to his
hands. It seemed smore like sticks
of ice than wood. When he had re-
moved that stick he turned around
to move the rest when he saw to his
amazement that all the sticks were
'Commence skating," murmured
the- monster in the same soft voice.
Elliot was so frightened that he
could do nothing but obey. Round
and round he went in dizzy circles.
Would the monster never tell him
to stop? But no, it was not to be.
He still was forced around the circle
at a terrific rate of speed.
"I -- can't stand it--much--longer,"
he gasped to himself.
"I--I feel sick," he thought again.
"I wish 1'd 'minded Mother," he
whispered dizzily. He fell with a
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A Tons! 'l'o Old A. A.
XVe walk tlirongrli hulls of stautt-ly gint-L-,
And those far nnnu-ll with funn-1
W'hei'o rigrht :xml wisdom hold the-ii' sway
Anil knowlcilire has zx 1-lniin.
VVe have seen the "Seven NVomlorsg"
VVe have seen the Spliinxghnt say!
Have you ever seen zu hnililinq:
Like that of the old A. A.?
As we passed its wooden 1-ortails,
Stanrtinsz' forth our way to learn,
WVe will meet the hislilun evils,
Xvnitinn' ns on every turn.
With at smile we'll pass them over.
"Do your duty :ill the why."
This is one of the iine inottovs
Thnt we learn in the ohl A. A.
I-lero's to the games we lost :incl Won.
ll0l'0's to the students true,
l'll'l'0'S to our i.:'ylnn:1stivs
Anil our :ithlotivs tool
HL-l'e's to :ill uni' slililn-s.
'Flint we-'Ve lezwnml so i':iitl1l'ull-y,
Here-'s to our soldier lmlmlii-s.
'Flint wi-'ve sont fzii' o'ei' the sen!
He1'e's to those who still uri- with us.
Hel'e's to those who lmvt- cleuresl the
Here-'s to our loyal tezichers.
And he1'e's to the old A. A.! '
Eva E. Hooker, '2l.
The Boy Who Would A'Skating Go
"But, mother why can't I?" asked
Elliot. "George, Edward and Jack
"Because, answered his mother,
"you know that you have to study
for that examination tomorrow. Be-
sides," she added, "you might get on
the thin ice. Now clon't ask me again
for that is final."
Elliot walked into his father's of-
fice dejected. He sat down on the
"O, dear," he sighed, "why can't
I do what I want to? I might go
skating just as well as not if mother
only thought so. The ice is perfectly
safe and I can get up early in the
morning and study."
The more he thought of it the more
he wanted to go. "Jack and Edward
and George will he there," he mused.
Suddenly a hrilliant idea popped in-
to his head. Why not go anyway?
She would never know it. Mother
just kept him in because she couldrft
go. On thinking it over he decided
that he was being ill treated and he
would go now anyway, Whether she
found it out or not. Having decided
his course 'of' action he lay down on
the couch, thinking that he would
lie there and make his plans until
supper time. He closed his eyes and
soon went to sleep.
When all the family had withdrawn
to the sitting room, mother with her
sewing and father with his papers,
he tiptoed out softly, taking his
skates with him. When safely out-
side he ran for the ice as fast as he
could., Arriving there breathless, he
looked around for the boys, but they
were not in sight. However he put
his skates on and began cutting a
circle, thinking they would come
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10 THE ANCHOR
thump and at the same time he saw
the monster melt away into air.
"Well, well, what are you doing
there Elliott?" inquired a familiar
voice. "Supper is waiting for you."
Elliot looked around him and dis-
covered that he was sitting on the
iioor in his father's office and his
father was talking to him.
"O," he said in a relieved voice,
"Dad I've decided not to go skating
tonight. I have to study for my ex-
Ruby Bulger, '20
A Psalm Of The Juniors
Tell me not in whispered accents,
That Juniors have an easy life:
For the one that does not study,
Stays behind from out the stri-ie.
Life is reall Life is enrnestl
Do not think we've time to foolg
Lest we forget our nim in life.
not our growing :trdor cool.
Not by shirklng or forgetting,
Can we push our Way ahead:
But lay striving. pushing onsvzird,
Lend the Way. but be not led.
Art is long. and time is fleeting.
VVe must make the present count,
For the future will not give us
The time We need tc mount.
In sc-hool's hrond field of lenrnlnir,
lVlth the teachers' timely uid,
Be not nlwzlys ilelvemlent on him.
Be the student he has mnclel
Trust no future. howe'el' plensnnt.
If we wish to he worth while.
Act--not nlwnys in the present,
Xvorking with at smile.
Lives of .luniors :ill remind us,
Life is harder than it looks:
Wve rlepnrting leave behind us
Knowledge never gained from books.
Knowleili-re that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er our solemn main.
A forlorn and shipwrecked Junior,
Learning. shall take heart signin.
Let us, then, he up und doing,
With n mind made up to win.
Still achieving, still pursuing.
Learn to work with zeal and vim.
Ruby Bulger, '20
Conversing' With The Inhabitants
Marconi, the inventor of the wire-
less, has just made a seemingly im-
possible revelation to the world. For
several Weeks he had' been receiving
messages not intelligible on one of
his most powerful instruments.
He has now proven, or at least sat-
isfied himself, that these messages
are sent from no instrument nor in
any code of this world. So he has
eventually reached the conclusion
that thes.e communications must be
from some other planet. He is going
to try to prove it by answering them.
The first problem to overcome will
be to build an apparatus strong e-
nough to send a message to that dis-
tance. Marconi thinks this possible
and has determined to try it out.
One can imagine the wireless oper-
ators of two worlds studying the re-
sponses of their machines like stu-
dents in Latin poring over a fresh
lesson. The only key to a code would
be figures to begin with for an order
of life intelligent enough to conduct
a wireless instrument must have
means of counting and the bases of
all numeral systems must be the
If conversation can be earned on
with other worlds we might gain
countless knowledge as possibly the
other planet might have progressed
further than we on certain lines or
we might impart knowledge of value
Kingman Williams, '21
The Travels Of The North Wind
The North wind arose from his bed
far in the North country among the
icebergs. One huge sheet of ice had
been especially prepared by him for
hi.s bed. It was a delicate shade of
green in color,
with snow, the
a very fine bed.
up his bed, he
The Wind went galloping over the
ocean, kicking up the water, making
and being covered
Wind considered it
Instead of making
brought fresh snow
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