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190.9 WESTFIELD .Y0li.l1AL. .5
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Given- Monday, Juno 21, 1909, at the Class Picnic.
BY IIELEN T. HOVSIIXRD, IHARGARET I. LEAHY.
VVO poor unfortunates! Chosen as the foretellers of the
future of the illustrious Class of 1909. NVhat were we
to do U? Mere babes in the gift of prophecy. Wfhat a
e vast amount of courage we had, to lay aside a whole
Week to haunt Dickinson Hall and to wander about the Campus
with a View of probing the veil of mystery shrouding the fu-
ture of our classmates. Although this was a mammoth Nl sac-
rifice, we felt ourselves amply repaid.
One afternoon about five o'clock, the usual hour for all of
the girls' constitutionals, Margaret and I were strolling about
the Campus, just outside the geology room, when we saw a
strange gleam in the grass. It proved to be a queer specimen
of a stone which we tried in vain to associate with some of the
magnetites, siderites, etc., which we met with in our past geology
days. I had hardly picked it up when it began to crumble in my
hand and the next moment what should I see in its place, but
an old, old man, about ninety years of age, with a beard, way
down to here and nowhere. So sudden was this apparition that
Margaret sank on the ground and I immediately followed suit,
but only to rise again to greet him. VVe had hardly regained
our breath before the old man began to murmur in a thin
quavering voice, which bespoke his ninety years and more.
Pricking up our ears we listened closely and we were able to give
our greatest attention to every word he said. because of a two
years' training in Mrs. Knight 's classes.
The old man informed us that he had been imprisoned in a
queer stone, and for many years had been kept by Mr. XYilson as
a curiosity. But the latter did not know its true value. and long
ago had Cast it out of the window. Many had piel-:ed it up. but”