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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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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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Every favor of life was shown him.
But the men of the Swift Feet conquer-
ed, the child chief was captured, and
was to be burned at the stake. When it
was time for the boy's death, an old wom-
an came to the camp and pleaded for a
hearing from the victorious chief, Black
Eagle. Black -Eagle was eager for the
oncoming feast which was to celebrate
the victory, so he waited impatiently for
the old woman to speak.
"She told him that the Red Horse
was displeased and did not wish that
Firebrand should die. She stated fur-
ther that Red Horse desired that the
young chief should be given his freedom,
and promised that in return the Swfit
Feet should become rich and powerful.
. "As Black Eagle listened his heart
was angered within him. Who was the
Red Horse, that he should so command
him, chief of the Swift Feet? He ordered
his men to take the woman to her abode
and strode angrily towards the fire.
"The squaw paused before leaving
him. Lifting a scrawny arm towards
the west, she pointed with a bony finger
to the mounting clouds. 'Lookl Red
Horse is angered. Now will come pover-
ty and destruction to your tribe. Soon
shall it lose all its power, and its fair do-
mains shall wither. Thus decrees the Red
"In the West the Red Horse, never
before seen by the Swift Feet, thunder-
ed swiftly across the grey clouds. His
mane streamed out like fiery banners,
his long tail was like a flame, and his
massive shoulders were clearly outlined
against the pale blue of the evening sky.
Slowly the color faded, and where he had
been was only a gray cloud, but the
thundering of his feet could still be heard.
The sun set, and darkness came, but an
unrest was over the camp, and they did
not go to sleep as usual.
"In the night the hoof-beats were
often heard, and sparks driven from his
feet illuminated the sky. All night long
he marshalled his forces. Often they
rose to look for him, but he was never
"In the middle of the night there
was a low rumbling, sounding like a
herd of not far-off horses running at full
speed. The earth trembled, and all the
country shook. Slowly the noise died,
and again all was calm.
"The next morning no river ran by
the camp. The Red Horse had hidden the
stream. But the rain came down like the
waterfalls of small streams which cross
a broad rock and fall in showers to the
ground delow. Soon they were forced to
leave the plains and retreat to the sides
of the hills, for the plain was turned to,
a broad lake. The green grass was cov-
ered, and the buffalo and deer were driv-
en to the mountain feeding grounds.
"At length the water disappeared,
and the green things sprang up. The
tribe returned to the plains, and was
happy. But soon fear came for there
was no more rain, and day after day the
green withered and died, and turned to
a dull brown. The animals fled. Only
we remained. Every day the sun grew
hotter, and often at sunset was seen the
Red Horse. Soon we were praying to the
Red Horse for rain. The children were
sickened by the heat, and fell as the
leaves in autumn. All became feeble and
"Soon the once beautiful plains were
turned to a place of torture, the sands
brought by the flood blazed in the heat,
no person could cross the desert and
liveg summer and winter the sun shone,
and year by year our tribe dwindled.
4'It was ordained that Black Eagle
should die. The scorching sun of the
Red Horse did its work. It took life, bit
by bit, from Black Eagle, as the fire
had done from Firebrand. At the chief 's
death there was great mourning. The
Swift Feet would have left the plains,but
their feet were no longer swift as of old,
and they could not cross the mountains
with the women and children.
L'Their new chief sought to make
peace with the Red Horse. Soon it made
itsappearance in the evening less fre-
quently and often were the hopes of the
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