Kenyon College - Reveille Yearbook (Gambier, OH)

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And he set out the next mor- ning, while it was still dark, heady with anticipation, yet not without a pang of un- easiness as he reflected that he was turning a corner, and that life might never be the same again. But as dawn broke, Diras put his fears aside and reminded himself that his dream was about to come true. As he plodded along the road to Nif- ton, he began to wonder what it would be like. He had been told very little about it except that Nifton held the secrets to many great things. But, he reflected, he was not interested in the many great things: his only concern was to learn to turn the windmill. There could be nothing else. But as the sun climbed high in the sky, Nifton temporarily ceased to occupy Diras and he projected his thoughts towards the day of his return to Me- dian. the day he would set the windmill in motion. This line of thought occupied him for a long while. but eventually, the afternoon began to fade, and his feet grew heavy and Diras began to wonder if he would reach Nifton by nightfall. One more hill. he decided to climb, and if he could not see Nifton in the distance, he would stop and rest. But his journey was almost at an end, for, as Diras reached the top of the hill. he saw the towering Nifton. ll was a building of mam- moth, almost frightening proportions. The base of it was larger than could be encircled if the entire population of Me- dian were lo join hands. The building reached so high that its pinnacle was obscured by clouds. Nifton was big, much too big. was Diras'first thought. It reflected none of the economy of design that he so loved in the windmill. 1 5 1 . ,, - 1 fi -. L52 my x L . v ii if L 1' ' ' .L 6!lntrmhu'lion X V. i D l' . hr D 1 54 X P' A ' 'a A-., , V I F 2 - X, . ij.. .P'f-1'3 7 '?4..- .. -el Q . ki e Q. j 1 W tl 3 X 1 J amp 1- im 1 ' ri If ' A d WT.. ' ,j I in ?5x-Lgigkmfzx ,QL 1. A L v ' if ...S-? . 1 '., . Qin.- , ,....Q'. -Ib. -- -