St Ignatius College - Ignatian Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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An fmrirntal illlgntrrg ACK REDDING came to an abrupt halt as 'H' -y he was about to ass unnoticed a pile of Yi - ir P l.-4? oriental rugs, which bore the placard, All goods on exhibit are for sale.'l A smile of exultation immediately overspread his coun- . ' tenance, but realizing that he must act with the utmost discretion, he assumed an air of semi-interest, and approached a nearby clerk. I see you have some new rugs, he remarked, as the ever attentive little Turk came forward to ascertain his wants. ' Yes sirf' replied the attendant, and some very fine ones too. VVou1dn't you like to look them over? All right, consented Redding, pretending to become deeply concerned in the excellencies and defects of the various rugs which the salesman hastened to display. Vlfhile the Turk was reciting the history of one particu- larly expensive and most exquisite piece of workman- ship he ventured to inquire when another new lot would be received. 'Q It is hard to say, answered the Turk, lending' empha- sis to the words by a shrug of his shoulders, but pretty soon, I think. A Having learned as much as he desired, Redding was anxious to be off, but realizing that a hasty departure would probably arouse the suspicions of the crafty Orien- tals, he lingered about for some time, and then, having sauntered carelessly out the entrance, hastened to board a Fadgl Auto Train. Now to the casual observer the actions of jack Redding might not have seemed in any way extraordinary, nor would they have been for a mere visitor, but he was more than this. He was a prominent member of the Expositions coterie of rubber heeled sleuths. Big John

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WHERE MAN IS KING Here noble Science yields her mysteries, Science, the foe of suffering and disease, VVho powerless rends the plague's unsparing breath And flings the gauntlet in the face of Deathg Deposes Pesti1ence's tyrant sway, And turns Apollo's poisoned darts astray. Here do the Muses hold a regal partg For Civilizationfs measure is its artg Abound creations of the sculptor's hand, Triumphs in stone from many a distant land, Heroes and gods, long vanished and unknown, Raised from the tomb to live in lasting stone. Here marble nymphs with life-like dryads sport, A sculptured deity rules every court. The fountains shower o'er carved allegories And mythic monsters of the fabled seas. Housed in a Palace marvelous as well, Are marvelous works of many a Raphael: Many a cunning hand and cunning brain, Have labored ceaselessly and not in vain To trace the beauties of the artistls heart Upon the canvasg and his wondrous art Wakes all the beauties of the human soul, And draws a sermon on the canvas roll. ak Dominant Man! The Universe is Thine: Thou art the offspring of a Sire Divine! Only to thee belongs the Sovereign power Of things terreneg when comes the final hour, Bravely behold Liie's tiring journey end- Death ever was the weary travelers friend- Earth's transient glories but the dawn's array, That ushers in the everlasting day: This is thy heritage and thine alone: In Life or Death thine is the Monarch's Throne. Vincent W. Hallinan

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AN ORIENTAL MYSTERY 21 Redding was the title given him by his most intimate friends, and in these words he was indeed well described- six feet two in his stocking feet, with massive square shoulders and a well developed chest, Redding was prob- ably a physically perfect man. But you desire to know why he should be interested in the Turkish exhibit. Well, that is what I am about to tell. When the doors of the Turkish Building were thrown open to the ever curious public, only a few rugs were placed on display. As time went on, these oriental prod- ucts were sold with increasing regularity, and yet there was no record of any, other than the first shipment, having passed through the San Francisco Custom House. This finally came to the notice of the Exposition officials, who immediately proceeded to look into the matter. The affair was placed in the hands of the Exposition secret service squad, of which Redding was a member. The latter, being assigned to the case, posed as a collector of oriental goods, and under this guise spent much of his time around the Turkish Building in order to discover whether or not its stock was replenished. However, he was not the only one on ,such a mission, for Connors and Larkin, two other members of the squad who had frequently tried to get ahead of him, were also working on the case. Conse- quently you can readily imagine, after the information just gained, his haste in making his way to the chief's office in the Service Building. Arriving there, he at once re- ported what he had learnedg he had scarcely finished when in came Connors and Larkin with the same story. The chief, a rather uncommunicative type, made little comment on the subject, merely announcing that there would be a general council at nine o'clock the following morning. That night Redding sat in his room emitting massive clouds of smoke from his favorite meerschaum until the Wee small hours of the morning. Rugs were certainly being smuggled into the Exposition grounds, but how?