Columbia University College of Pharmacy - Apothekan Yearbook (New York, NY)

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THE CLARION 21 The doctor rang for an assistant, and ordered the operating- table to be prepared. The blind man fell to the doctor ' s feet, Oh doctor, please don ' t operate on me, I ' m not James Crane, I ' m his twin brother. I was broke and he forced me to do this. Let me go and I ' ll never come back here again. Please forgive me doctor. That ' s all right, my man, I knew you were not Tames Crane, I operated on your brother successfully and I ' m in luck again, I ' ll make his brother talk, and Langdon faced the doctor with a defiant air. Too late, unfortunately he died this afternoon after having told all he remembered of his former life before the accident. You ' d better go now. before I telephone for the police. They knew they were beaten, and went out slowly, the doctor closing the door after them. Don ' t cry Anne, I freely forgive you. From Crane ' s description I knew that you were his wife. He told how he had ill treated you and he hoped that you would find a husband who would make you happy. So you see that it has all turned out for the best. Are you happy dear ? ' For the answer, she nestled closer in his arms. m - Nigljt The pur ' pling haze of twilight spreads Eerily across both swamp and hill. The wood dove ' s song unto his mate Sounds like an anthem for the dead. The sable stole of night descends; The air is still and mystic scents From cedar, spruce and tamarack Arise, as incense from a holy fane. From behind a cloud proud Luna peeps, The little creatures of the night. Raise a last Te Deum to their God ; Then all the world is plunged in sleep. -Joseph Rynar ' 21.

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20 THE CLARION past. The servant of her former home had secured a position with Dr. Alexander, and used his knowledge to blackmail Anne. She was interrupted in her thoughts by the entrance of the servant. Well, where ' s the money. I couldn ' t ask him for any more, she pleaded. I must have it, he shouted, there ' s a ring on your finger that would bring a few thousands. Let ' s have it. But it ' s a gift from the doctor, you wouldn ' t take that. Oh, what ' s the difference. Come, I can ' t stay here all night. The door opened, and the doctor entered. He appeared surprised to see his wife crying in the presence of his servant. What ' s wrong Anne? he asked. Langdon answered for her. Mrs. Alexander employed me to buy 20 shares of Union Steel, and now she refuses to pay me the $2000. Anne, are you indebted to this man for that amount. She did not answer. The doctor sat down and wrote a check, and was about to hand it to the servant when Anne cried out, Don ' t give him the check, he lied. I don ' t owe him a cent. We ' ll see about that, answered Langdon, he stepped out into the hall and returned leading a blind man by the arm. It can ' t be, cried Anne, take him away, take him away. Who is this man, the doctor asked. My first husband, she answered tearfully. I thought he was dead and was afraid to tell you. And she told him the whole story. Oh ! John, can you ever forgive me. You see doctor, interrupted Langdon, what it would mean to have this man come back to his senses. He was struck on the head a few years ago and has never recovered. His eyes were injured in the same accident. I have been caring for him since, and I know that if an operation were performed his eyesight and senses could be restored. Either you give me $3000. or as this man ' s lawful guardian. I demand that you perform the operation, as a result — bigamy, and your reputa- tion ruined. And suppose I refuse to operate? Then the world would want a reason. You ' d better make it five thousand, doctor. Well, I ' ll operate, and if this man has the slightest sense of honor, he will make you keep quiet. Oh, no you don ' t, now you want him on the table to finish him, eb ? I forbid you to touch this man. Anne, who had been quiet all this time, started up and said, As this man ' s lawful wife I request you to operate upon him.

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22 T H E C I. A RIO K rase iRpmit Su Harry (Tauli When men agree to end all war. And profiteers don ' t make us roar. Then will these words appear no more. PLEASE REMIT. When opening your daily mail. Or reading statements of a sale, Why must this sentence never fail ? PLEASE REMIT. Why are so many led to sin? And why can some men never win? Why? Because these words still grin, PLEASE REMIT. What is it makes September Mourn ? And good men go to Capricorn? ' Tis this we say in tones forlorn, PLEASE REMIT. Wher ' er you roam.wher ' er you fly, What message makes you weep and cry? Alas, we answer with a sigh, PLEASE REMIT. Dear Editor, we write to you. To let you know that we are blue. Because our funds are low and few, So PLEASE REMIT.