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than can be done to-day. All the nations
came to Egypt to get treasures of glass
and brightly polished stones.
"We had no paper like that which
you have now, but used papyrus man-
ufactured from a reed which grew in
the marshes along the Nile.
"There were three forms of writing:
the hieroglyphics or picture writing, the
hieratic, a simplified form used in man-
uscriptsg and another form which was
still more simple.
"Our cloudless, brilliant skies at
night sparkled with stars: hence many
men studied the heavenly bodies and
could tell by their movements the times
of the annual overflow of the Nile.
These men were the ones who divided
the year into 365 days of twelve months.
"You would like me to tell you about
the embalming, I know, but you would
weary of hearing about the long process.
The wealthy people were preserved by
costly aromatic and resinous substances
and wrapped in bandages of linen. The
face was sometimes gilded or covered
with a golden mask. Since this would
cost about 31,000 of your money, the
poor could not afford it. Instead, they
were salted and dried, then wrapped in
"I was condemmed to death because
I opposed the cruel oppression of my fa-
ther and his brothers who burdened his
poor subjects in building the immense
monuments of stone which had to be
transported for hundreds of miles. These
pyramids were fitting tombs for our
family, but my sympathies were with
the poor laborers.
"I was condemmed to die in spite of
all my prayers to the Great Osiris and
my soul entered the hody of a cat. My
mummy rested in one of the great Pyr-
amids which was ravaged by some sou-
venir-hunting Americans who took me to
a museum. I was hunting for this so that
I could enter the mummy again, for my
time has nearly expired."
Just then my book fell to the flcor
and I started up surprised to find I had
Here after, my cat will be Princess
llathu and I will treat her with all res-
pect. The daintiest morsels will be hers
and the softest cushions will be her bed.
Kathleen Anderson '24
Uhr llnmunrr nf ei tbhnut.
On my last tour through Spain I
stopped at La Manska. The little town
was in a turmoil. Every one whom you
met hastened to ask if you had heard of
the ghost which haunted the Alhambra.
My interest got the better of me and I
set out at once for the palace.
Upon my arrivalI was met by an
old Spanish lady who, with her husband
and daughter, occupied the Alhambra.
Others, she declared, were frightened
away by the ghost which, whining and
groaning, paraded every night through
the rooms and halls. She told me that
they had made up their minds to move,
but one night the ghost had swooped
upon them, and had declared that they
would be haunted the rest of their days
if they left the palace.
Entering the Alhambra, I was intro-
duced to the daughter, a beautiful Span-
ish maid who captured my heart at once.
She was not only most beautiful,but her
eyes were very sad and there were traces
of grief in every feature. Sorrow is not
usually a becoming garment, but she
wore it as a queen wears precious stones.
My first night in the palace was
terrible. The ghost rampaged wildly
shrieking and moaning in a blood curdl-
ing way. Itried to forget it and to fix
my thoughts on the Spanish maid whose
name was Jacinta. My admiration for
her was unlimited and I thought it a
shame for her to be in the palace where
this mad thing was tearing about.
The next day as I walked aboutl
ran into an old servant and soon was
hearing Jacintafs history. She had al-
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over the antenna switch for transmitting
started to send out a distress call. "Dit--
barked the quenched gap as Prescott
cautiously and breathlessly formed the
dots and dashes and sent this message:
"U.S.S. Alaskan heading for mussel
shoals. Captain and mate attempt to sink
boat and escape with money on board.
As he finished the message a sudden
jar of the ship knocked Prescott off his
feet. A sound of a ship's hull striking
sand was heard. The ship shook from
stern to stem, and he knew that the
crash had split the bow in two. Frantically
he sent out another S.O.S.
"Alaskan hit Mussle Shoals and sink-
ing fast. Bow under water and crew im-
prisoned below. All life boats smashed."
The ship was now sinking rapidly.
Prescott ran to the port hole and saw
that the water was covering the ship. He
knew that immediate help was the only
thing that could save anyone. Running
back to his set, he heard the British Ship
"Peebles," She was coming to their res-
cue. He breathed a sigh of relief, and
cz refully picking his way below, Prescott
planned a way to free the imprisoned
crew. As he reached the last step of the
ccmpanionway, he came face to face
with the captain. Suddenly the Alaskan
gave a mighty shake. She rose up on her
nose, and, with a last effort to right
herself, she slid silently into the sea,
making the innocent suffer for the guilty.
When the English ship "Peebles"
reached the spot in grey dawn an expanse
of undisturbed sea greeted the captain's
eyes. Somewhere there at the bottom
lay the Alaskan and her crew. The real-
ization that he had come to late surged
thru the captain and he turned away
from the bridge to go below. As he did
so, a dark object, bobbing persistently at
the ship's very side, attracted his notice.
Quickly ordering the crew to investigate,
he hurried to the lower deck and stood
waiting by the rail. The object proved to
be one of the Alaskan's victims, and as
the sailors lifted the half-conscious man
to the deck they found, tied about his
neck, a sack of money in which was the
treasury record kept by the ship's com-
pany. The name found in the wallet was
that of John Prescott, chief operator of
the U.S.S. Alaskan.
Charles Vanoncini '23
I was sitting half asleep in a rocking
chair, petting the Persian cat and trying
to study my history. Her purring was so
loud and different from that of other
cats that I began to wonder. Suddenly
the purring took on a new note and be-
came more like a foreign language, then
it changed into good American. This is
what she said:
"You say I am a cat. Well, Iam and
also the Princess Hathu.You know that
the Egyptians, thousands of years ago
believed that when a person died his soul
was transformed into the body of some
"I lived thousands of years ago in
Egypt. My father's palace was near the
delta of the Nile among tall palm trees.
You have no idea of the splendor of the
palaces built by large numbers of slaves
taken captive in the wars waged by my
famous father. Many times with him I
have ridden on expeditions to discover
unknown countries. The results of these
expeditions were all carved on the walls
of the temple.
"As a child I was instructed in
geometry and arithmetic. Iabominated
both, but loved the music of the pipes
and harp in which I was very excellent."
"We had beautiful boats rowed by
negro boatmen, andI was attended by
negro women on my pleasure trips. On
such occasions we often gathered the lo-
tus flowers to decorate the palace and
"We had large glass manufacturing
plants, and colored glass much better
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ways lived in the Alhambra and at the
age of seventeen had fallenin love with a
dashing young Spaniard, but, because of
his poverty, her parents did not approve
of the match and the lover, heart-broken
had flung himself off a neighboring
cliff, and it was rumored that he perished
on the rocks below.
The second nightl determined to
speak to the ghost and find out what it
was, but I was spared the task, for as I
sat in the court of Lions, he noiselessly
appeared, robed in white. I was filled
with horror. Suddenly the robe fell
from the spectre and to my amazement
Ibeheld a handsome young man with
flashing brown eyes.
"Listen, " he said pressing a revolver
against my ribs. "Do as I say. Open
yonder door and you will find sme worn-
an's clothes. Put them on and pretend
that you are the daughter of the house
while we slip away."
As he finished speaking, .Iacinta
came out wreathed in smiles. I said
before that she was beautifulg now she
was exquisite. She was clad in man's
apparrel, and as I withdrew the two
started towards their horses.
As I left the room the parents, who
had found out about the elopement ,came
to meet me. Iquieted them and told them
how happy J acinta was and that Wealth
was'nt everthing. So effective were my
words that they begged their daughter's
forgiveness and welcomed the bridal pair
I greeted them on their return and
asked the man how he had escaped the fall
from the cliff. He half smiled as he said,
"I did not fall from the cliff but landed
on a little projection half way down."
I congratulated the two heartily and
then went out in the twilight to muse my
Margaret Pen '25
Uhr Glnming nf the Bmrrt
The Indian chief, a friend of my
father's, looked first at me, then at the
desert at our feet, and finally at the grey
clouds in the West with here and there
a banner of crimson among them. At
the foot of the precipice on the top of
which we had camped lay a desert stretch-
ing for several miles in every direction.
It was surrounded on all sides by moun-
tains green with the coming of spring,
but dull in contrast with the blazing
sands. After looking at all this, he an-
swered my question.
"The history of the desert is long.
Many years ago, in the time of my an-
cestors, long before the coming of the
white men, an event occured which
changed these plains from beauty to
"The men of the Swift Feet were war-
ring on a not far distant tribe, people of
the Red Horse. The Swift Feet were
conquering, and on one day late in
spring they ambushed all but several of
the enemy's men. The few left quickly
returned to the camp on the hill, and
warned it of the coming of the foe. Then
there was great distress, for the Swift
Feet warriors were fast, and their hearts
"In the camp there was one dearly
beloved by the Red Horse. It was Fire-
brand, son of the chief who was too old
to take active command. The son was
vnly about fourteen years of age. Where-
ever the people went, wherever the Ind-
ians hunted, wherever there was merry
making, Firebrand was always near.
Although so young, his word was law,
and he was loved by all.
"Early in life came to him all that
man covets, for he was loved by the Red
Horse. Riches, power and love were his.
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