University of Vermont - Ariel Yearbook (Burlington, VT)

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THE ARIEL, 1908 VVORSHIPPING LAFAYETTE

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THE ARIEL, 1908 29 Finally, entering into the holiday spirit of the occasion, they went for a ride on the merry-go-round, little anticipating the tragic results of their frolic. ,ln the midst o'f the 1'eveh'y a startling scream was heard, and the car began to revolve at a frightful speed. The man in charge of the steam engine which p1'opelled the merry-gim-round, having' suddenly become crazed by reading' 'free silver campaign' speeches, had thrown a pailful of oil into the iirebox, put on full steam, fastened down the safety valve, and, waving a 1'evolve1' in one hand and the Chicago platform in the other, was shouting Sixteen revolutions to one second or bust! .Xround whirled the car with dizzy and ever increasing' speed: children screamed, and one woman was so frightened that she stopped talking. To jump was to risk instant death and to remain on the car seemed equally dangerous. The madman defied all interference. At this critical moment, the Captain implorcd his fascinating' companion, who remained strangely calm, if not unmoved, to grant him a sight of her face before they we1'e swept into eternity. Fairest and sweetest, said he, if I. must die, let me die looking upon your face, and death shall be robbed of its terrors. Ile spoke more truly than he knew! W'ith a sigh of resignation and despair, the lady replied: lt seems to be the only way, and began to raise her veil slowly. The effect was magical! Shuddering and groaniiig, the huge car quivered and reluctantly stood still, the steam in the engine turned to snow, and Captain Jenks, finding' himself at last face to face with the belle of .Essex Junction, took to the woods and climbed a treeff IV At midnight, the aforesaid belle threw herself upon her couch, weeping' bitterly. I knewf' she sob-bed, I knew l. am plain, I knew my face would stop a clock:-but a steam engine! O, this is too much! Life is but misery, to-mo1'1'ow I shall die!U In the morning, however, remembering that the dressmaker was coming next Week, she felt better, and decided to compromise between life and death by moving to St. Iohnsbury. There she subsequently married a blind man and became seventeenth Vice-President General of the Daughters of the Revolution. CWNOTJS.-lfVe are glad to be able to assure the reader that he never came ClOW1l.-E1il'l'OR,.

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THE ARIEL, 1908 iafapettr Qpzaiw Year after year come freshmen, And tremble and clraw nearg Year after year come freshmen, And bow them clown with fear. Year after year come freshmen, From Dorm. and Mill they meetg They learn their college songs and yells And worship at my feet. Year after year come freshmen To tell me tales of woeg They Wear not many garments, And the fountain's depth they know. Year after year come freshmen, I scan each pallicl face And I give them each my blessing As they Worship at my base.