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A THE ANCHOR y 134
listened, for to tell the truth we had
not heard it for a year. This escape
from death was one that he told over
and over and the heroism he display-
ed in saving his captain was but one
of his many deeds of gallantry. It
was always a great mystery to his
grandchildren to understand why he
had never gotten beyond the rank of
a private soldier. After telling his
story the old gentleman tool-. his silk
hat and his gold -headed cane and
started for the store with the swagger
of a city gentleman. The only one
who knew when he returned was the
moon and I doubt if she did.
All went well until dinner the
next day when grandfather talked
about ghosts. He said there were
no such things, it was only imagina-
tion. All the afternoon Tad lay on
his back under the trees gazing at
the sky. He explained that he was
watching the clouds but I thought
differently. While my tricks I com-
mitted upon the impulse of the mo-
ment, he always thought his out be-
fore hand. So we left him and played
until supper time. During the meal
I caught him watching grandfather
and laughing to himself. He helped
grandmother with the dishes, a duty
that I generally performed, and went
to bed early. In the morning his
face wore the calmness of a philoso-
pher and he kept this expression
while Roland, my brother, complained
that there were no sheets on his bed.
Grandmother looked in amazement
over her glasses and dropped her cof-
fee cup with the remark that she
couldn't see where they went to! She
would go right up and see about it.
So up she went leaving her breakfast
behind her. There no signs of sheets
so she decided that she must have
forgotten them but she couldn't un-
derstand how. Neither could the rest
of us for grandmother was so precise
in her household affairs. All the
forenoon we worked hard at our dif-
ferent tasks. In the afternoon I de-
cided to go fishing but Tad suggested
that we play the game of Indians.
We had lots of fun and were brim-
ming over with merriment at supper
time but our secrets had to be kept
to ourselves for grandmother had
company and grandfather had the
Hoor. The story he told was an old
one I had heard so many times that
I could say it backward. I was so
interested in watching Tad's face
that I forgot all about deeds of valor
until I heard him winding up with
these words: "I tell you we were all
brave in those days. These grand-
sons of mine are mere children: they
never will be as brave, never." And
with these words he left the table,
took his hat from the rack in the
hall and Went to make his usual visit
at the store. Not a word was said
until Tad arose and ran laughing
from the room.
It was the girls' work to wash the
dishes for breakfast and dinner.
Grandmother did them at night with
the aid of us. boys.
After I helped with the dishes I
asked for Tad for he had promised
to go swimming with me. He was
nowhere to be found so thinking he
had gone on ahead of me I set off at
a leisurely pace down the road to
the lake. lt was not a large lake
but it was cool, for great birch trees
grew on every side and it'afforded a
great place of amusement. We had
made a small pier to jump from and
had a boat that the girls used most
of the time. On the opposite side of
the road was a large apple tree that
grew beside a stdne wali. Thinking
that I would fix Tad for leaving me
I walked along slowly and when I had
arrived I climbed into the apple tree.
The moon was shining and it gave me
a good view of the lake.
I think I must have been dreamingg
I looked up and who should I see com-
ing down the road but grandfather
who was coming home early. I
thought this would be a good time
to jump out and scare him, but be-
fore I could carry out my intentions,
from directly beneath my perch
there came a low moaning wail of
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12 THE ANCHOR
Grandfather Abraham And The Ghost
It was the custom of our family
to spend the summer on grandfathefs
old farm. This farm was not far
from a small village in the hills of
New Hampshire. As soon as school
was over in the Spring we would
pack our fish poles, rifies and other
implements of sport and be off to
grandfather's farm. Mother never
came for two weeks afterward.
She always said that she had to get
the house in order and pack her
clothes, We never bothered about
clothes in the summer.. In the winter
it was fine to attend balls, parties
and theatres but in the summer with
the long warm days, we were cen-
tented only when we were where we
could see the long rolling meadow,
the Eelds of corn and harley' and
breathe the clear out, of door air,
away from the turmoil: of the ci'ty's
Before We started I was told very
severely by mother not to worry
grandfather and to help grandmother.
The last I promised faithfully al-
though I would not say a word as
to the Hrst request. At home I was
looked upon as a mischievous lad
who persisted in playing pranks upon
every one. With me went my three
brothers and my sister Gail. The
rest of the girls decided to come
with mother. At the next station
we met my cousin Tad and his sis-
ters. His mother was dead and so
it did not matter when he came.
While I was considered a plague in
my own family yet Tad had the rep-
utation of surpassing me in this re-
spect. He was a tall slender lad with
the blackest hair and eyes that I
have ever seen. There was always
a smile on his face and mirth in his
eyes. He teased the girls, a thing
which I was never guilty of, and tied
their hair ribbons on cats' tails and
used their hats for boats. To grand-
mother he was always nice. Every-
body was nice to grandmother. She
was so thoughtful, so small and so
I can see her now standing as she
was that day when we came up the
walk laden with our packages and
suitcases. Her arms were opened to
greet us and the wind blew slightly
the silvery hair about her face. Her
blue eyes shone like great pools of
darkness and we all knew that we
had a welcome in her heart. She
said that dinner was all ready and
we went laughing up the stairs to
dispense with our bundles. How well
we knew each room in that large
house and the pleasures. of theboun-
tiful dinner spread below. Grand-
mother had not even forgotten the
dainties and that we were all hungry.
Grandmother never forgot! As we
advanced into the dining room we
had our first glimpse of grandfather.
He sat at the head of the tab-le
watching our approach. He never
troubled to meet us at the door. He
was a short man with a fringe of
gray hair and long' white whiskers.
He was jolly, good natured and fat!
Fat! he always reminded me of a. bar-
rel. Most of his time was spent at
the town store and he greatly enjoyed
telling stories of bravery in which
he played an important part. Grand-
mother always smiled at these tales
of heroism. Q
So grandfather was as we advanced
to meet him. He spoke to all of us
and we took our places laughing. We
always laughed at grandfather for he
caused much amusement to our young
minds and active bodies. After clin-
ner we wandered out of doors, grand-
father kept several hired men, so he
hardly ever went to the fields him-
self. We spent the afternoon finding
the new things that had happened
at the farm. Grandmother's Bower
gaarden was inspected by the girls
and grandfather's new hen house by
us boys. I am sorry to say that we
carried off more eggs, to eat behind
the barn, than the girls did iiowers
from grandmothers garden. At sup-
per time grandfather was again be-
fore us at the table and after supper
he had a story ready for us. We
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14 THE ANCHOR
terror and anguish. The noise grew
louder and louder and ended in a
blood curdling scream. I was seared,
yes actually scared. I couIdn't even
look below but I could see grand-
father. He had dropped his cane and
stopped, staring with his mouth open
straight under the tree. It was then
I nerved myself to look and saw the
specter. Slowly advancing toward
grandfather was a white iigure, with
little black horns sticking up from
its head, and chanting a weird song.
Before it reached him grandfather
had started to run, he- knew not
where, only to get out of the sight
of those dreadful green eyes of the
specter. In a few moments he had
overtaken grandfather and knocked
off his hat.
The ghost then slowed up but grand-
father ran on. I never saw him run
so fast before or since. I could not
keep my eyes on -both of them. The
last I saw of the ghost was a great
shaking over his body. If I hadn't
been so scared I would have called
it laughing, but I didn't look at it
long for I turned again to grand-
father. He had turned down the road
to the -pier. In a few moments he
was right on it and then he jumped
without ever looking back. Now I
knew very well that grandfather
couldn't swim so I jumped too, and
ran for the pier. The ghost was for-
gotten in my haste. Just ahead of
me I spied Tad running. As ho could
run faster than I he reached the pier
first. Grandfather. had come into
sight for the second time and was
sinking again. Tad and I both dived
at once. In a few moments we had
him on the ground and were pumping
air into his lungs. In a short time
he opened his eyes and they rested
on two black horns that were on the
top of Tad's head. He smiled faintly
and began to doze again. I recog-
nized the horns as a part of an Indi-
an's head-dress that Tad had worn
that afternoon while we were play-
A passing team helped us home and
we got grandfather to bed without
anyone's knowing it. Then we went
on the back fence and laughed until
We cried. The next morning grand-
father said that he had lost his silk
hat in the river and while he was try-
ing to 'get it he fell in and Tad
and I helped pull him out. A few-
hours later he caught us in the
warehouse and said, "I have decided
that I will get them ponies for you
boys. You can go and see about them
this afternoon. Here is some money
to spend," and he pressed a five dol-
lar hill into a hand of each and turn-
We got the ponies and spent the
money and I doubt if anybody ever
found out the secret except grand-
mother. How she laughed when we
told her, with our mouths full of
jam and cake. But then it was so
like him, brave, generous old man
that he was!
E. Eva Booker, '21g
Do I Like English History?
1 do not like to work.
"Flint I'm not ufrnirl to say:
But worst of :ill mv fears,
Is liiiglisli History clay.
I lmte it worse than poison.
I'd rejoice in its death lcnell.
If :ill the liiiglisli Histories
liis:ip1iezii'oil within the well.
I'1n tired oi' the "i'li:ni'ysg"
The "itil-.li:ii'ils" :nuke inc sick:
I'd give my lint to lziy them out.
XVith ai slnmvol :inil :i pick.
My nights :mil days :irc troiililed,
By 0i'l1s:ulL-s :ind l'aii'li:iii1eiit:
XVhen I think of lmttle fields,
To my feelings I give vent.
Ii' dvr-:inns I'x'e fought at Crecy,
Anil 1've struggled to discern
The victories that have been Won.-
At Burnet :intl lizinnocksburn.
Where'ere I turn, from left to right.
I see before me flow. '
A vision of the Lollnrds.
01' the tapestry of Bziyeaux.
The awful tower of London
Is with me all the time.
Montgoinery's book I can not shake.
I think it is a crime.
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