Carleton College - Algol Yearbook (Northfield, MN)

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wicked brothers beset the seven beautiful princesses, and you can imagine them all. You know how when she was tired they appealed to her love for ease, when merry, her love for fun, when she felt daring, they appealed to a spirit of recklessnessg when she was lonely, they came in the guise of most charming companionsg most dangerous of all, perhaps, they wanted her to help them to reform. By day and by night, studying, thinking, walking, at home and at church they beset her, but after her days of girlhood were past she could truthfully say Knot that she ever did, for she was much too modestl, I have not done anything to be ashamed of. I have not thought a thought I should blush to have the whole world know, nor said a word I should blush to have the whole world hear, nor done a thing I should blush to have the whole world see. And a splendid young knight came to the Palace one day. For indeed not all knights are wicked, and not the most of them. And the splendid young knight fell very deeply in love with the Princess Bertha. Indeed, who could help it? And when he told her of his love, he told her, too, how he thanked God every day that there was such a person as herself in the world, whether she could ever love him or not. But the beautiful Bertha did love him very heartily, and not long after they were wed and very happy they were, too. And though her hair grew silvery white, and children and grandchildren grew up around her, her eyes were just as bright, her smile as sweet, her expression as lovely, her voice as birdlike, her heart as merry as when she was a young girl. As merry? As sweet? Oh, far more so, and the beautiful pearl still hung about her neck. , One day, one of her grandchildren, who had traveled in other countries and was very learned in Runic inscriptions and I-Iieroglyphics and many another puzzling thing, looking at the pearl, said, Why, the setting is made up of letters in another language and they spell these words, 'The Dew of thy Youth.' I wonder what that means. And to thousands and thousands of maidens, equally favored, have the pearls been given and from thousands have they been taken awav, but some have kept them, and of them is said: Blessed, blessed are they: For they are pure in heart, For they have the dew of their youth, For they shall see God. LUCIA E. DANFORTH. I5

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And the evil brothers laid their toils for her in vain till this last method occurred to them and they tried it. The youngest of the brothers lay fallen at the foot of a tree with his face covered with blood and upon it a look of despair. ' The fair princess passed by and saw him. Now, her heart was too warm and tender to see even so wicked a man lying there, so she went toward him to see what was the trouble. When he saw her he begged her for help. Wait a moment, said she, Hand I will call our henchman Hugo to care for you. It is not my bodily suffering but the memory of my unjust and dishonest life, which weighs me down, he answered. i'Then I will send for a lawyer that you may make restitution-always the first step in re- pentancef' But it is not any special unjust act which troubles me but my whole evil nature. 4 Then, I can go for our good priest, who will be best of all for trouble of any sort. 'iNay, priests have never helped me and can not do so now. It is you, you in your lovely purity and goodness, who have made me see myself as I am. It is you alone who can help me. Come to my home and teach me thy way. It was a hard place in which to put the princess Charity. If she had only heard the words just then: He even secketh not to please God more CWhich meaneth other-wisej than as God please. Or those others More careful not to serve thee much As please thee perfectly. K'My father bade me have nothing to do with him, she said to herself, but surely it would be a great thing to reform this wicked man. It is wrong to go with him to the forbid- den castle, I know, but good may come of it. It cannot be wrong to do a little evil that great good may come. So she walked on with this wicked man, side by side, and with him entered the castle. Scarcely had she entered before she saw that her pearl was gone. Did she lose it or did he steal it? I do not know. At once she fled from the castle and thereafter, during a long and beautiful life, she was very tender, very sympathetic, very gentle with the erring, but she never saw her pearl again-never again. Now, but one pearl was left. I wish you could have seen the youngest sister, princess Bertha, though I do not believe that she was so much different from others in outward appear- ance till later years. I shall not tell you all of the ways in which the knights tempted her, for there was never yet a girl who did not sooner or later, have all the temptations with which the 14

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REMINISCENCES OF OLD CARLETON BY AN ALUMNUS. I don't know what to tell, forthe things that seemed immense to us then, with the glamour of youth enveloping them as in a mist, may seem commonplace enough in this day and generation when the classes do not burn Cxsar, issue rams, and the like. Then too is it safe? Are the Ueventsu ancient history enough for the powers that be to appreciate them? Then again will the influence be good on these model young people of the present who al- ways ask permission before taking a young lady from Gridley Hall and not affezf, who always 'idistribute their affections, and who never break quarantine? What a charm even now those blessed college days have with all their Clay dreams! When the writer came to Carleton some deeds of the recent past were regularly told to edify and stimulate the freshies. Prominent among them was John D. Taylor's exploit, fam- ous to the then inmates of Gridley Hall. It seems a spirited cat was captured by the spirited John and a tin vesselglued, for effectiveness' sake, to its tail. Thentabby was conveyed up a 1'ire escape and set at liberty in the still hours of the night tif such ever are in the habitat of a hundred school girlsl in the upper hall of Gridley. No man knoweth to a certainty the re- mainder of the tale, but it is confidently predicted that Dr. Richardson, who played a promi- nent and humane part in rescuing poor tabby from man's cruelty, can furnish de-tails. Probably the best joke both in cleverness of design and neatness of execution which the old college witnessed for many a year was the Hdrive on Professor Pearson's oft foh, how oftll repeated illustration of the wonderful changes wrought by time even in the sacred haunts of Palestine, which to his mind were exemplified by the railway operating between .loppa and Jerusalem. It was I-Iallowe'en, and the Professor was expecting pranks, and so from time to time might be seen fand was seenl to issue from his house for a reconnaissance of his prem- ises. Between times an observer might have seen the Professor's buggy issue from the barn and go forth for its adventures. Next morning it was seen standing on the top of the old ob- servatory Coh, the tugs it took to get it therel with a strip of canvas stretched from end to end bearing the eloquent legend Joppa to Jerusalem. Professor Pearson took the joke ex- actly as the majority of people do when it is Hon them. To this day I can see Dr. Wilson wending his customary Way to the Obs but stopping again and again in convulsions of laughter as he glanced at the tribulations of his fellow. I believe the Faculty sat on the case, but failed to fathom the mystery. Nowhere in town had canvas, paint or brushes been bought by students, etc., etc. It were not well now to reveal who sacrinced football trousers, ink jar, or tooth brush to make that famous sign. Let the dead past bury its dead. 16