Hathaway Brown School - Specularia Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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Mews from Spain. I. IIIBQ Gastle ill Spain. I shall be an old maid. I know I shall, and live all alone in a big, big flat .with servants,a dog, and an Angora cat. Then I shall have horses and carriages to ride and drive as much as I please, and be able to go and come at ease. I shall love no one, and no one will care for me, and people will consider me eccen- tric and queer, and -talk of my latest whims and notions, when they meet 'to sew for charitable purposes. There will be many things in which I shall excell, such as letter writing, for by that time I shall be able to spell g also paint- ing and singing, for in the future I shall be capable of drawing a straight line and car- rying a tune. As to order, everything will have a place and be kept in it too, for things out of place will drive me to distraction. Oh ! and when I am dead, people will call me a funny old thing when I have never made a joke in my life. I hope that what I have written will con- tradict history completely. ELLA WHITE, 1902. 5' II. Eon Quixote. A good many years ago there lived in Spain a gentleman who was known every- where for his great fondness for stories of chivalry. Finally his mind became so affected that at night he would often lie awake trying to reason out such conceits as this: It stands to reason that the reason for reasoning such a reason is no reason at all. At last this demented gentleman decided to go out into the world as a knight-errant. He thought that he really ought to .do this for his own sake and for the wor1d'S, He E I 2 had an old hack-which was all skin and bones-but which suited his purpose very well, so he gave it the name of Rocinante g he had already called himself Don Quixote of La Mancha. Of course such an illustri- ous knight as' Don Quixote of La Mancha must have a Ht suit of armor 5 so this ingen- ious gentleman inspected his great-grand- father's armor 5 it pleased him very well, all except the head piece, or morion, which had no protection for the face. He supplied this great deficiency by making a face pro- tector of card-board. r But what good is a knight-errant if he has not a lady, even if he has a famous war steed and an invulnerable suit of armor? Don Quixote thought that he ought to have a noble damsel for whom he could perform many deeds of valor, so he chose a pretty farmer's daughter-without. consulting her about the matter at all--4 and called her Dulcinea del Toboso. After everything was arranged to his taste, Don Quixote set out .one hot July morning, on his horse Rocinante and wear- ing his full 'suit of armor. ' He thought that the surest way to meet with . an adventure was to let his horse go its own way, so' this he did, but much to his disappointment, night came on and nothing unusual had happened. At last he arrived at an inn, but to his eyes it appeared like a castle with a moat and drawbridge. EMMA H. POWELL., 1901. it . III. Don CD,uixote's- BDVGUTUPZ 'llillitb tbe Illtlinoa I ,milI5. Along the country road, riding, one on a stumbling old plow horse, and the other on an ass, went the crazed Don' Quixoteof La Mancha and his squire, Sancho Panza. Don Quixote was explaining to his squire that when he conquered an island, which he might do any day, he-would' make Sancho

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from one side or the other in the frankness of anger. And as we follow the storm with its thunder and lightning, the clouds piling themselves against the horizon in such a manner that we catch glimmerings of their silver linings, we feel that the essay is a beautiful little thing. At last beams of that broad smile which spreads itself over the whole earth pierce our hearts and we are glad.. When the apple blossoms come with all their sweetness and purity, we feel their presence through the rest of the essay, and the foam of blossoms bury- ing the world in a billowy sea is constant- ly before us. The beautiful way in which the author holds communion with the blos- soms is very attractive, and involuntarily a wish comes from our hearts that all who look upon the apple tree when its boughs are covered with snowy beauty, might take away as noble and high thoughts as Mr. Mabie. Surely the world would then be better in every way. , GRACE G. GILMAN, ,QQ Reprinied from THE INDEX gf December f, 1898. fkffl I Zine tops' 113311. p s i It was New Year's Eve, the night of the annual toy-ball at McGillan's large toy store. As soon as the clerks closed .up for the night, the decorating committee began' its work. The tiny doll musicians were placed on one corner of the large glass show case, and around them were tastefully arranged some small Christmas trees, and a baby palm or two. They could not decorate very much, for atthe stroke of twelve every- thing must be in its place, because Tom the watchman came at that time, and they were afraid of being caught. The guests began coming early, all dressed gaily for the occasion. The rag doll came with her rag doll brother. The French dolls with their clzic dresses looked very attractive and pretty. The slang doll fthe newest inventionb was the belle of the ball, she was kept wound up all the evening, and talked slang to her heart's content. Well, isn't this fun? said the Peck twins, or the half bushel, as the little tin soldier jokingly called them. The music struck up My Rag Time Baby, and I thought the rag dolls would go insane They simply tore, something I hate to see, it is so unbecoming, and also so injurious to one's constitution. The colored 'dolls walked a cake walk, to the amusement of all the rest. Do look at the little tin soldier and that French doll! said one of the gaily dressed paper dolls. Such flirtations I never did see. I do believe he is holding her hand! Oh, how shocking, answered one of her more substantial friends, a large knitted doll with black beads for eyes. Oh, this is too sudden, sang out the slang doll. You are not-- She could not finish. She had run down. Suddenly the big clock struck,-one-two -three-and before the twelfth stroke, everything was in its place. The door opened and in walked the watchman. Si- lence reigned. I Crash! 4 For the love-- 'I' Oh! whispered one of the twins, the slang doll has fallen. Tom was- quite startled, but he picked her up and set her in a chair, and walked . through to the back door. I-Ia! ha!', laughed the little tin soldier. But no one answered. They were all asleep. NADINE J. SIMMONS, ,9Q. I I

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Panza king of it. A sudden turn in the road brought them in sight of thirty or forty windmills. 'K Ah! cried Don Quixote, here is a noble undertakingg in front of me are thirty giants whom I must subdue and conquer in single combat, and help to free the land of such vile monsters. Sir Knight, , replied Sancho Panza, those are not giants, but windmills, can't you see the sails spread to catch the breeze ? But Don Qnixote paid no. attention to what his squire was saying, and prepared himself for battle, talking all the while. H There will be plenty of plunder left for you, Sancho Panza. See what long arms they have, but, no matter! If they had as many and used them as well as the giant Briareus, Don Quixote would 'right them, and by so doing win great honor. ' You will certainly get hurt if you try to fight a windmill. That shows how little you know of war- fare, if you are afraid, go hide yourself in yonder bushes and pray for your own safety and my victoryf' Then, calling on his Lady Dulcinea to succor him, he put spurs to Rocinante and charged with all his might at the supposed giant, which took him up and around, fling'- 'ing him with such force on the ground that he could not move. I Sancho Panza, now really frightened at seeing hismaster in such a plight, ran for- ward to see what he could do. Did Inot tell you to be careful, that they were nothing but' windmills ? Windmills they are, responded Don Quixote, for the stole my books, is changed them into deprive me of the giants. wizard, Freston, who jealous of me and he windmills in order to honor of fighting with ELLA WHITE, .IQO2. KAA1 fibabemoiselle be la Eeigliere. PAR JU1.Es SANDEAU. Camedia en Les personnages de cette comedie sont: le Marquis de la Seigliere, vieil ernigre francais, Helene, sa filleg la Baronne de Vaubert, autre emigree, et Raoul, son filsg Destournelles, avocat de Poitiers 3 Bernard, jeune soldat de Napoleon et fils de feu Thomas Stamply,ancien fermier du Mar- quis. La scene se passe en 1817, au Cha- teau de la Seigliere, dans le Poitou. ACTE PREMIER. Le matin de bonne heure le Marquis et sa iille attendent la' Baronne et Raoul a dejeuner. Ils parlent de Thomas Stamply, l'ancien fermier qui est mort. Le Marquis et sa famille ainsi que la Baronne de Vaubert et tous les partisans de QZLCLZIVK acies. la royaute avaient ete forces d'emigrer pendant la Revolution. Leurs biens furent confisques et vendus -aux encheres. Le vieux fermier du Marquis, Thomas Stamply, avait alors achete du gouvernement la prop- riete de la Seigliere. Il y avait .recu le Marquis it son retour au temps de la Restauration, et lui avait a sa mort rendu tous ses biens par un acte de donationg tout le monde alors croyait que son iils Bernard etait mort dans la campagne de Russie en 1812. , , Le Marquis, qui ne connait que les vi- eilles traditions de l'Ancien Regime, ne voit rien de surprenant daus l'acte de Stamply et croit que celui-ci a fait simplement son- devoir en lui rendant ses biens. Tandis 13