Winchester School - Oui Dire Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 100 of the 1915 volume:

Y X AA .AL tad' IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEIIIIIIIIIIIEIIIWHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiIIIIIIIIIIWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHHIIIIHISIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZIIIIIIXIEIIIIH'IIIIII!WIIIIIIIIIIEIIIIIIWI O THE TEACHERS WHO WITH GREAT PATIENOE HAVE HELPED US OVEIA THE MANY DIFFICULT PLACES, AND WHO, UNKNOWINOLY, HAVE TAUOHT US MANY THINGS NOT TO BE LEARNED FROM BOOKS, WE AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATE THIS EIOHTH VOLUME OF THE OUI'fDlRE - -' 1' 4 rw4f lf- 1 , v A 4 fr Quan-an OUI DIRE 'he mtnrhwter Srhnnl 1'51tt5hurgl1 Elennagluanrzl Sftaff Ehiiur-in-Qllgirf E1,E.xNo14 Iixmc Iilimx' Hlitrrurg Ehiturs ihminrss Ehitura I.L'CILLE H.xmjE Art Ehiturs ANNA AICQQANDLESS fs OUT-DIRE Uhr Mrahuating Gllaaa, 1915 Oh wad some power the giftie gie us, To see oursels as others see us! 'I'141 1'H KI.x1114.1.1i1N1gH1NN5 Tf11'l1',gl11 111111 11111 IVH Ll 1.1011111113 1Qvcv. M.x'r11,u.x l'I12151c151.11 lilmwx 1!'x Ll fl'I.c IIdl'V 1161117 111111 1111111 jzlrzzty 0fff1'e11d.v. 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Iuln tlzr S1l7I.YlIl-llffultll rqf light, Leaping llllllKflllXlII,lZg frmrz morn fill rziglzl S, ELINOR JOHNSTON Of all the girls that are so smart Tlzere's none like pretty Sally. OUT-DIRE I'- lf, .' g, 3 -. l'll.IZ.Xl4liTII f1l,HsIi.I1!llXb'lL1N Ju-v rzxu 111 hw' lllrr L1 SIIHIHILV' 5 Hmrrz. n Iilfxx l'II2lf1fu3xA Lnwu Hyqlltlllgllf ix :lwrpvr Num ull spwulz, lfwlizzg zlwpw' Ilzun ull fllllllgilffl N I-.l.14..xxw14 I' Umm' faux in lzrr slr In uzwy gpxtzfrr dig: .unc KELLX' ps, lzuwwz in Im' eye zify and low. OUT-DIRE 9 ANNA l.ur'm1w RICC.XNlJl.EHS l'l'!1u nmkm qlrffk 11511 111' 1110 117171116111 IA fJ7'l1lil'lIL't'.H 1,-I X KIXTHERINE ELEANUR REED Ar! Sf1i 5 ll' 11Ull02'fUlIL'f sex. -1 iz! 5l1e'5 u denver gz , 1 EDITH REX SIEFERS Tu know her was tu love 1191. 11 gt'1If7lS of vv IO OUT-DIRE 9 V --is' I.xxuI.f11s 5IiIiI'I'XIilJ ,U-v rrrfzwz I5 my fluff! . . . my Uuiulz fx fuller! 4'fI11!r11l. 'XI fl-lIuu'frelz'1zg n Q X, 1 6 AIARY Wu.soN TENER H55 gl-g,y,1Qy5l411Lgl1fI1g,fUl'f1E has un fI'lfi1lf!U deal ofwiff' S .Kumi REBECCA SMITH ll mkvx om' iuonzdrous kind. OUT-DIRE E M,xRGfx1z1zT GODFREY Wumz Kind looks, kind words, kind ads und, warm izaizdslzukesf' . f IVA JANE THoMA5 'XIII 1m'lmIim'S ills' l'I'1Illl'X uf llml z'ni1'1'. 'ar fum' ,fffnfin fl, A . A I' EMILY BRYC12 XVOLFE Her voice 'is as sweet as ilze wizipp0or1u'ilZ's And ilze szuzshinds in her hair. OUT-IJIRE 1 Un Hirginia .51 urrff xfxlrwz yffzm sfzf' fI'Z'f'lf hw lifv H1611 vprmul her 7.61411 ll Y - Y K gs an jew Tn Nm fair hmm' prvpurml for lm' beyond H16 5fLI1AIZf6'XS 111140. Ihr flaw zuflh us u'rm'frr1g1'u11! days, and wmzdrozfs sweet Nm spell .Ylzpr rug! f f'l' ull, 710111 nld and -Vf7Zl7I!Q,' fel flmxf' who kflru' her Iv!! Ykllf' XIHI tufm in her lussiug fllll-W, ilu' mpfun' in fzfr Rye, .rind her lfznglz zuux Kiln' Ihr musif of llzv branklefjinwizzg by. 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MKII M' Idllflkfll-HLQ, and uma! ns with u .w1z'!e. k'.xx11'u1Q1,1. l'm'1.la, QI'irgz'm'u'x Pustorj llillbillllfgll, I'.1., NIPX'L'IIllAl'I' Ih, 1014 'Q lei Viz- Y L t X Q ' I ll. T ' -. limi: 'I - ii V ? ' . .- 1 1 i:5'g1'i1!' - ll li . 5 -il ! -EMI., .5 - l t,Q'li1ilWPh 4' za . L - L .I-.. its ,Inf -1,43 4, I If NW? . Q' 1 X -wi . -.554 49' ll!! ., 'kg 2, .'n -is .-.' 2' A ii'-:nB Gi,'ii:' Iiifim. a.i'iiIf i'Q- J . -ff' f'1'9W!D.i! A riiitiir - .J f sz , ll: 1. - - - i- 3.14 njigc-iv-Q '- fr s. - ...gh - s in gtg-'ami' EDITORIALS The eilitors are the niost clignilietl ot peo- ple. The great weight of responsihility rests heftyily upon their shouhlers. The height of their lofty position is stugeeringly dizzying. Shoultl you, walking in the yieinity of their Main llfliee, happen to eonie upon one ol a worried brow, deeply Cllg:1'1,lSSCfl in her own thoughts, staggering unmler the lonil uf the great linaneial enterprise,-heholil, this is a ineniher of the Start, one of the inueh-honored Business Editors. Yet more exaltetl is the great work of the Literary Editors. It is scarcely possible to imagine what the term Eclitorizil Thought ini- plies. l.iteraryeEclitorizil-Thoughts is quite as engrossing, if not so worrying, as llusiness- Etlitorial-Thouglit. The l.iterz1ry lfflitors may easily be distinguisherl hy their nervously hasty step and particularly hy their uncertain humor. lYill the material of the wrirlil-faunoiis flifi-llikii niezisure up to the stzinrltirfl or the foriner issues? 'lihtit is their great question, Slioiilil you care to take za peep into their l'riyzite Utliee? ln ztlniost any plziee in the sehool huiltling or yftril :it zihnost tiny tinie, you inziy see an untiily looking pile of papers surniounteil hy ruhher hanils, hroken pencils, notehooks, hooks of ipiotzttions :intl seyerzil weztry hezuls hencling low, with eoiffures in Ll generally ililztpirlziteil sttite,lthis is the l'rix:ite llliiee, the sanctuary from which the greatly- tri-lae-renownetl etlition is to eu iorth, :intl these weary heails are eoininiinly known as the lillilflrs. .Xfter the liivnoreil. hut ttrcluous, task we htiye zteeoniplislieil, we hope the great. eriti- eising puhlie will he either niost lenient or else nmst eoinpliinentmy, :intl help to make our lirst ztttenipt :it literary puhliezitiiin it sueeess. E. P. ix., i,. X all rg- SQ- : ,f-fbfx 1.1 ,..Lj-2 I f- 'H 7 fs. LZ ' . IX -.. t 1 . , 4' . ,U ,iii t I i X 14 OUT SOME FAMOUS CHARACTER WORK- SHOPS. llifl you 1-vtr think of tlu- lllilllj' various 11111l niiifliu- wo1'lqsl1ops in XX'l'llCl1-llilllll'C has plaeed llltll wherein lo huild tl1e1r eharaeteri l11 aneient 'l'rov was lleetor's worksliopl lieoe w11lf's, i11 tl1e lileak north region? 5iUQ'f1'iC'l'5- 111 fill' dark 1-o1n1111tie forestsl Roland's, i11 the lilllllllllillli and grassy valleys of liraneeg King .X1'llilI1'iS, i11 tl1e heautiful l1illy eonntry ot Liornwall and Devon. l.ong ago. i11 aneient 'l'roy. lived Hector. that glorious a11d most nohle hero of tl1e Troje ans. Hector, resplendent i11 his eoat of 111ail with golden links, we11t forth XX'ltll tl1e host of warring plumes to light the hostile Greeks. XX'e admire lleetor as Zl warrior, hut the traits which toueh us most are tl1e simple liuman traits: tl1e forlu-ara11ee which l1e showed towards l1is stlnsh lurother, l'aris, who lmrought the hurilen of war upon tl1e Trojans hy ear- rying away the most lwlltlllflll llelen from tlreeee: tl1e gentle kindliness of lllk' 1111111 when lie speaks to llelen i11 the apartnient of liiIl1AiSQ I1l111ve11ll.thete111lel'flevo1i1'1n which lu- 5litDXVL'fl towards his Wife 11n1l little hahe. liusherl 11N lleetor was witl1 tl1e llllllly l3l'CDIll'Z'Lll111lS for war, yet lu- snatelivd Il few monu-11ts to seek out his dear wife and infant ehild i11 Il fond farewell. fill 21 hill 11t tl1e outsltirts of the eity lxe found tlu-111. .Xs tl1e little hoy, .XSlj'fll'lZlX, was l'I'lQ'lltCllL'4l at the sight mmf lleetor's great helmet. his father removerl it to emlaraee his precious son. lle kissed him tenderly upon the lrrow Zlllli fondly taking leave of his dear wife, .Xl1lll'0lHflCllL', he departerl. The 'l'ro- jans fHll5llll'l'Qfl lleetor IL great hero and so may we i11 Illlllllldllg these traits i11 l1i111 which lllllflt' l1i111 the gentlest and the hrztvest. XX'l111t Il worksliop tl111t great lieowulf had in the hleak north region XX'llll its rough seas and hlaek fens! 'l'l111t Saxton lu-ro had great eotirage and power to do flllflllg and nolrle deeds 11nd so it hitppened that l1e eanu- to rescue ll1'UlllQ'Ill H lllkfltl-llilll. lleorot, XX'llL'll it washe- ing 1'1lX'IlQ't'll hy that foul and hloody inonster, tireiidel. Xtith wl111t t'Hlll'flLft' he awaited that foul t'1'1-11t111'1- when all the tl111ni-s lay sleeping IH'IlCt'llllllj', and then ezinu- that awful hattle ol' whieh lie was vietorl lle was enahled too, to kill that lo11thso111e witch, Cil'ClNlCl'S mother, :1 fter a gory light l7CllCZ'll.ll tl1e murky waters 11ill1C Cl'C!ZlllIl'C'S den. After these daring deeds lieownlf returned with his faithful thanes over DIRE the Sea and ruled over his kingdom fOT fifty peaceful years, But his battles were not yet ended, for l1e had to fight a harder battle still. ln his putting to death a sealy dragon which was tl1e scourge Of the land he was mortally wounded. Beowulf was the embodiment of all that tl1e Saxons admired: courtesy, loyalty, service, helpfulness and courage. ls it not true that these are also traits which have al- ways helped to 111ake 111e11 great and women lu-loved? Siegfried l1ad a dark forest region for his workshop. He did much i11 his youth -to set himself on the right traek. He was horn with great strength, a11d as l1e grew up he became eonseious of it. Zlllfl consequently haughty and overhearing. His parents grieved because Siegfried did sueh brutal deeds. and finally Siegfried, moved at the sight of his parents' grief, resolved that from that time his deeds should he those of a gentle knight. DO we 11ot recognize l1ere a line quality ill the boy Siegfried? After this resolution Siegfried's deeds were good and nohle, XYith l1is trusty sword, lilllllllllig, l1e overcame gia11ts a11d fire- lireathing dragons, and l'IlZ1flC many kings his vassals. He wo11 the lovely Cliriemhild for his wife after rescuing l1er ffillli a horrihle drzigon. Siegfried 111et l1is death at the l12'lIlClS of traitors who were jealous of his might: hut he has never heen forgotten Illlfl has hecome the hero of a great eyele of prose and song. In a neighhoring eountry of 1110L1l'ltU.lllS and grassy valleys Roland the Frank, armed with Sl1ll'llI'IQ'Zll'1llOl', fought in many Fierce battles. lint, alas! He 111et his death i11 a terrihle hat- tle XX'lill tl1e l'aynim hosts. tl1e Saraeens. How nohle flllfl yet pathetie is tl1e death of this great knigl1t of Cl'lZ1I'lt'lNZ'lQ,'IlC, as l1e lay on the soft greensward i11 tl1e midst of a narrow llltrlllllillll pass, praying to God for forgive- 11ess witl1 his last hreatl1. Roland showed tl'LlL' huniility, I1 trait which has to he sought for nowadays. Roland lilllj' well he called the greatest l1ero of France and even now we can lear11 111a11y things i1'Oli1 tl1e life of this nohle knight. Now we turn to King Arthur, a11 example of ideal ma11l1ood. .Xrthur's workshop lay in the heautiful mountains of Southwestern England, in Cornwall and Devon. Here, on the rocky coast rose tl1e hattlements of tl1e royal castle of Tintagil. liarther no-rth lay tl1e fairy-likg and gay city of Camelot. Here King Arthur instituted his Round Tahle, where each of his knights waited in readiness to go on Some 5 OUT-D I RE I5 quest, whatever it might be, so that he might win the escutcheon for his shield. Wfhat a noble thing for a man to do: to institute a means to help men live truer lives! How pure, true and unselfish was Arthur, even generous- ly forgiving those who betrayed his cause and sinned most grievously against him! Do we wonder that Arthur, the greatest hero of the Celts, has become an ideal knight of the uni- verse? H. c. D., '15, , MY SENIOR YEAR. As I finish my work this spring afternoon I gaze dreamily out of the window on the fresh green leaves which are quivering in the warm May breeze. Can it be my senior year is almost over? How long I have looked for- ward to this year! It does not seem possible that it is almost a past joy. Yet there will be the happy memory, one of the happiest I shall ever have. How eagerly I have awaited the reaching of this goal, The privileges of the Seniors: our own tables in the private and secluded corners of the study hall, the honor of studying un- chaperoned in the library, on the lawn in the beautiful days, or up in the bright sunny court, are the rewards gained through honest study. XVe have such good times together, as all the Senior classes do in our school. There are annual festivities, the pleasure of the inter- esting lecturesg we have even enjoyed our hard work. XVC are proud of the accomplish- ments and talents of the girls because they belong to our beloved class. NVe rejoice in those who sing and play: those who draw and paintg those who can write: and those who enter enthusiastically into their work and gain success. Our frequent meetings and friendly talks on important affairs of class and school have done much to bring us together. Unconsciously the bond of union in the class has become stronger day by day. Vtfe have learned to love the girls with a deeper and truer love, and We feel in whatever we do or whatever might happen, th-ough we be separated by land or sea, this union will never be broken. lkfe have tried to be examples of kindness, thoughtful- ness and obedience 'and we trust we will al- ways be a joy to our class and school. Wfe shall forever hold in loving remembrance our friendships and the good times of our class of IQIS. ' I' B W ,I5 4 i l-i.?l A SENIOR'S IMPRESSION OF DR. BUR- TON'S LECTURE ON DICKENS. Wlhen Miss Mitchell announced that Dr. Richard Burton, president of the Drama League of America, would speak on Dickens, the school unanimously agreed that it would be very pleasant to gain any enlightenment on that subject. In the Senior corner the inhabi- tants were much more enthusiastic. Xods and smiles were exchanged, and-l regret to say- perhaps a few whispers, as lle's awfully in- teresting, Funny, you know, besides being really intellectual. For, you see, the Seniors had been privileged in hearing addresses on Ibsen and Tiernard Shaw given by Dr. Burton at the Twentieth Century Club and they were wise. On going to the Gym the next day, we found -will wonders never cease-that the Seniors were in the front rows tfor being the elder, as the l.atin name implies, we usually sit in the last rowl. .Xlter much squirming land many discussions as to who should sit be- side whom, and whether this hair ribbon was in the way, and requests to please quit kick- ing my chair, when all this had subsided. I say, comparative quiet reigned, .Xfter some ca- lumnious remarks as to their respective ages, judge liuffmgton, as a fellow-graduate of his own college, verv delightfully introduced the speaker, Dr. Tiurton. As Dr. liurton began to speak of the bar- renness of the present-day feeling toward lit- erature, I forgot all consciousness of self, and self-importance. I realized that there is not enough encouragement in many homes, for the children to read good books, and that the schools, under the arbitrary requirements for college entrance, are not able to take time to create in the pupils a desire for cultured read- ing. Such a chance as we have! A populous world of books lies before each of us. Yet how many appreciate our blessings? XVe sav Scott is tiresome in his descriptions, Thack- eray moralizes too much, Dickens overdrawsg or we say nothing because we have read noth- ing. So Dr. llurton, attempting to interest us in this world,-to many an unexplored one,- began with Dickens, for of the many fine 16 OUT-DIRE novels in the world those of Dickens stand out preeminent in interest and humanness. l'rimarilv Dickens was a reformer. England was certaiiilv in need of reform, and Dickens ,lpnlt 1,1.vvy giftt-1' ldow at the evils of his day. ln tllix'C1' Twist, what a wretched life the poor panptrs led. under the rule of the cruel Mig llnnilde, who would force the children into anv tradt to get rid of them, and who :txt-tl -fatter while the paupers waxed thin- ner, ln Ulilcak llutlxfn llickens ridiculed the tedious lawsuits in the tiourt of Liltancery, and stitral other liooks, so vividly portrayed the l,,,1-11,1-4 ttf the delitors' prison, that he may al- lllllst he considered the lirst champion for l'ris- on Reform. llc do get rather a cheerful pic- ture of the life which Xlr. Xlicawher lcd in prison, hut then anything connected with Mr. Klicawher ix cheerful, from his walking stick. swaggeriiig with two tassels. to the little din- ner parties with which he would entertain lit- tle David, when pecuniary hopes were high,- or when they had pawned the silver spoons. Yet in t'l.ittle llorritu the scene is gloomy enough. and Dickens knew whereof he wrote, for we know that he himself was far too fa- itiiliar with the interior of a prison. The sys- icxn of education received its share of censure, in that most interesting of hooks, Nicholas ,fi'l-.leliyf lJotheltoy's llall, where they cer- jf Jn! tht- lioys-a new thought to me, T 1 1: fd ','i. aj- pronounced it l7rlf!If7tJVX .V llall- -: f-- It fiery vivid picture of the very hungry lioy-. making a very nieagre meal, one .f.f--pofnititl apiece td hrimstone and IHO- f ft wi'y economical way of disposing of apprtitt s for hreakfast, Tyrannical '- had his own method of education, i -ttfllig' tltt' Ltctilllt to tllc XX'o1'tl, OF, to ti-Qplitit, of spelling winder and then and wt' must admit that this meth- , lift fl rc-nlts, 'I'o illustrate how ridicu- '- 'fi' 3'-twin of teaching was in those days, fi lZ'trion gave the spelling lesson, memor- :. f in more senses than one, whcrc Sissv vlujie, xmitlt great rapidity, interpreted a horse fi- xinnnal. tjnadruped, used for hauling or draw irtg liurdens. Although Dickens was a i't-lorttn-1, il is im posstlile to keep that lacl in nnnd Itergtnsl there are so many other l':ts.t'itt.ttiotiw in his lnnwksr lllt'l't' Lll't' llli t'lliIIJlt ll'lH' jnrlll.lNi'ml with that most individual ltwllt In .il l.,,,,,,,,-I liven if you havcn't read .int ol I n. l,, ,, ,' l,,,,,j,., you are actjnatntcd with wont- ol ln, .l,,,,,,,- ttts. Klanvx ltavt lnionls I.nn..l,, ,,,,ll,I,jl,,,,, in the English language. Pickwickia11,'f fOr instance. As in cartoons, some predominant feature is so depicted that in a pair of glasses and a smile we recognize our friend Teddy Roosevelt, so in Dickens' caricatures-for we shall call them that-the prevailing peculiari- ties, the small touches that reveal the whole, are so vividly portrayed, that once we become acquainted with one of Dickens' characters, we will never forget him-or her, as the case may lie. In illustration of this suggestive pow- er. take Tilly Slowlaoy thy rights it ought to to he Slowgirlj, standing with mouth and eyes agape, and garments also agape, showing some llannel vestment of singular structure and glimpses in the hack of a pair of stays, in color dead green, Cant you just picture her bringing the precious hahy's head in contact with deal doors, dressers, stair rails or hed- posts. Dickens has created hundreds, yea thousands ll'm not dead certain as to the ex- act numhern, of characters, and each as differ- ent and distinct as Tilly. Minor characters are as well drawn as major ones. and some- times ltetter. In David Coppertieldf' when David has wandered into town he meets a cab- man. XYe never hear of that cabman again. Yet we know that he was kind and sorry for little David and he directed him to Miss Betsy 'l'rotwood's house and gave him a penny, As for Dickens' humor-well his characters and his humor and the funny things his people do and say are so mixed together that it keeps you laughing all the time-unless von are crying. Y For not all of Dickens is funny. There is pathos and deep feeling shown in some scene or other in almost everyone of his books. fLet us except l'ickwick l'apers, it is just plain nonsensel Could anything he much saclder than the death of l'anl Domhey, or that of little Nell? Some say Dickens' sentimentalitv is overdrawn. Well what if it is? That it makes one cry. Well, what if it does? The Anglo- Saxon race is one which prides itself on its stern sell-control. Sell-control is a good thing, llltt who wants to he so self-contained. so un- accnstonietl to ever shedding' a tear, that when sonn-tltilng really sad happens his weeping or- gans w tll he out of coinntission, and he will not he :ddr lo cry ?, Think of not heing' able to cry al tour own ntother's funeral! Dr. Burton said that in his classes he considered one require- ment ol' living reallv well educated the ahilitv to laugh or to cry at the right time. Don't be .tlraidl When you come to a sad place, like S our-DIRE I7 the death of jo, the crossing sweeper, cry and cry hard. Your eyes may smart, and your nose may be red afterwards, but you will feel better in the end, and the real world will seem brighter in comparison. To illustrate the humorous side of Dickens Dr. Burton read two selections, one from David Copperfield, the other from the Christmas Carol. The first told of how little David ran away to Dover to seek his only aunt, Miss Betsy Trotwood, a Spinster of spinsters, and how she received him. Hungry and footsore, sunburned and covered with dust, David appeared in her garden and revealed his identity, thereupon causing the old lady to fall over backwards very suddenly. .-Xfter she had recovered herself and said Mercy on us a great many times and had made many hor- rified remarks over his very soiled appear- ance and his mistake over being a mere boy instead of Miss Betsy Trotwood Copperhcld, jr., she led him into the neat little parlor of the spick and span house. But in one short t ?l essay it is impossible to tell of how David was dosed with salad dressing and anchovy sauce and how the donkeys had to be shooed off the grass plot in front of the house. Let it suffice that Mr. Dick was called into consultation, and that very wisely Mr. Dick suggested a bath. We draw the curtain there, as did Dr. liurton. The scene changes, and we, in company with Old Scrooge, are transported to llob L'rachit's home for a Christmas diimer. The whole fame ily is there, and all very busy, Mrs. Craehit engaged in basting the goose and in testing the pudding, and the younger Crachits of all ages engaged in setting the table, controlling their appetites and generally getting underfoot. Tiny Tim is here too. with his pitiful little crutch and his cheerily pitiful little smile. Ah! Dinner is served, The goose is brought in and is eaten, we might say devoured, until there is absolutely nothing left but the bones, and I have no doubt they are well polished off. .Xhl again. The blazing, steaming pudding, with a sprig of holy in the top, is borne aloft, leav- ing a trail of blue tire behind! XYell, it is too delicious to imagine. XYith such a pleasant taste in our mouth, or rather in our imagination, Dr. llurton brought his lecture to a close. The spell was broken, the enchantment ended. Dr. llurton earnest- ly entreated us that very night to go to the book ease, and start one uf Dickens' novels, ff we did this we would be sure to finish it, and would be amply repaid. l did. Did you? M. ri. n. 15. 'l M s s .I sa--. as - X XQZTTQQQ Q ivxw -i LUN i M - ... A 2522 f' 'SN5 ' -1-ff' T- -X ' ' in f,l?h+'ic . ,f 5 - -112.5 Y-Q v V f e Q. fb .QIil - .rsfag-1:-,,,. 7 ' '-' 18 OUT-DIRE THE BLIND BOY. XX'hat are the visions of the sight? Uh, tell this poor blind boy! I cannot see the sun or light, Hr things which you enjoy. You think I am not satisned, llecause I cannot see: llut l've a sense of touching, Xkhich is so good to ine. 'l'hev say the trees are tall and green, 'llhe grass is soft and low? lint I ean't see a single tlnng, llecause trod made me so. Uh, bark! I hear the whippoorwill, Ile sings in meadows lowi I cannot reach his feathery breast, lint I love his notes you know. I hear the humming' of the bee Xkhieh buzzes round the roseg I smell the vining eglantine, Into whose depths it goes. I hear the flowing uf the brook, I feel the cooling tlrop. Xkhich to my heart brings a desire, 'l'hat I could my eyes unlock. Some day when I shall leave this land For that of Une above, My vision will return to me Iiecause uf llis great love. 12. it. s., wg. CLASS PROPHECY. Une day a few weeks after the commence- ment ol -lnne the ninth, nineteen hundred and fifteen, l was wandering lonelv as a cloud along a deserted countrv road, overhung by tall trees which nearly hid the skv from mv view. M - -- w Alo tht ltlt. velvety green meadows, trim with daisies pied, sloped to a 'Rliinpletl brook. lo the right a grove iinpassable for binsh s under ' . , , hellered many featherv creatures whose songs lloated out to 1110 gtg l 511-011k-I1 'It A ll te! tug. I, wondering what the next ten or tif- N I i year: tx iuld bring to mv classmates, sud- denly noticed a large, thick, black lt , 'ather-bound book lying on the road before me. 4 Jn engines it . - ' . ,S my cr ll 1 ' 'Vrsity was aroused to know what was in this volume and from whence it had come. So I picked it up and, opening at the Hy leaf, read these words, I, San Verite, a wizard and soothsayer, unknown to you, but nevertheless ix orld-famous and knowing you all intimately, dedicate this book to the Senior Class of 1915 of the XYinchester School. This was rather surprising, but undeniably interesting, so I sat down on the grass be- side the road and proceeded to read farther. 'IX few days ago, in the manner known only to the chosen members of the High Qccult, I beheld while in a trance, the members of your class within the next fourteen or sixteen years. .X great change had taken place. The Gods were not meagre when they dealt out the tal- ents to vou: for art, music, literature, politics, science, I and many other branches of the world's work, have been benefited by your con- tributions. You have occupied many high po- sitions and executed your duties very well, fully carrying out your school motto, 'Candide Xlodo, Ifortiter Ref Now, having compli- mented you enough to soothe any rufded feel- ings, let me proceed to relate the visions of my trance. I turned the page. First, an attractive dining room, Hooded by a bright wintry sun, passed before me, in the center of which was a table surrounded by seven or eight children whose faces rivaled the sun's in brightness and happiness. .-X wom- an, seated at the head of the table, was heard expostulating, 'Childrenl Children! Mary Anne, john, lflizabeth, George, I'Ienrv it i' s . D . nearly a quarter after eight. I'Iurry to get your wraps lon or you will surely be late. No, George, you cannot have another watiie, three are more than enough for any little boy. Now lly and run all the way or you will not keep up mother's reputation for being at school at least twenty-live minutes before it openedf .Xh, girls, you well remember Matilda, for this motlier was she, and none other, seated at her table in the Seniors corner busily pursuing the Goddess of Learning before some of you had yet even greeted Aurora. I passed to one of the busiest streets of busy New York. XYhat was that huge building on my left? At risk of life and limb I crossed and read over the door 'The Love School of Illocntionf Upon entering I found myself in a very large auditorium, at least eighty feet long by forty feet wide. I heard very distinct- ly some words spoken by a person at the farthest end of the hall. She was going through a very affecting scene of a new play for the benefit of a large company of young, but agpir- OUI- DIRE IQ ing future actors and actresses there assem- bled. Xhiith no little ditiiculty, but by the aid of powerul opera glasses, I made out the person of the words and actions to be Edna. Then came a comfortable wainscoted li- brary, softly and artistically lighted by a few tall lamps. Covering the walls from floor to ceiling were book-cases filled with a large and miscellaneous collection of books falling to pieces with hard usage, books nearly all in the La-tin tongue, evidently belonging to one who might study deeply into the foundation of that language. In a winged chair under one of the lamps, before a cracking tire, sat Flora, and as I glanced over her shoulder I saw that she was reading in the original Latin, a volume of D 6 Catullus. I found myself wafted over the threshold of a large brilliantly lighted house. I had evi- dently come upon a musical, for on entering I saw a young lady seated at the piano and listened to one of the sweetest, most delightful selections it has ever been my fortune to hear. streams, of green meadows, of the lark and of verdant It told of gurgling of the sweet song forests. The audience was enraptured and called for other selections. For the life of me I could not tell who she was until she began to play that enchanting piece, 'Beautiful Ladyf and I recognized Mary Caroline Hogg. At length to the far and fortune-giving west I was borne, where I discovered Kather- ine Reed, alone and unaided, managing a cat- tle ranch. The meat from her animals was renowned the world over: indeed, it had nearly replaced the entire importation of beef from South America. She owed her success to the cultivation of the cactus plant of whose nu- tritious value you were apprised in her paper of not so long ago. Over miles and miles of desert, which she had redeemed, her cattle ranged far and wide. growing fat and yielding abundant revenues on cultivated cactus. Back again to Broadway, and lo, blazing in front of me in high electrical letters was 'Elinor Johnston' .in Iiernard Shawls latest play! I was too late to obtain a seat, but for Five dollars was permitted to stand at the back. The house was packed and well it might be, for your fair 'Ophelia' was interpreting her favorite dramatist in such an altogether new and charming manner that she was quite the hit of the season on the 'Great VVhite VVay.' I entered the lecture hall of the Carnegie Museum rand heard the most convincing lec- ture to which I have ever listenedg the subject was 'The Futility of the Study of Latin be- yond Yirgil, and Mathematics beyond Algebra for Girls' Although the heads of all the greatest girls' colleges were prcsent-includ- ing those of Vassar, lliellesley and Smith- hlosephine soon convinced these august person- ages of these facts. From that day forth girls need waste their time no longer on such men as llorace, I,ivy, and on that terrible bugbear, l,atin Prose. Xo longer need they stumble through Geometry, attempting to prove by a dozen theorems or more that a straight line is a straight line when they knew from the beginning it was so. Girls the world over re- gard Professor Josephine Ifleckel with grati- tude untold and will adore and worship her to their dying day for the way in which she has made life more bearable to youth. A new study had just been added to the curriculum of the XYinchester School, name- ly, 'Saving Secondsf It was a very wonderful subject dealing with the value of time. How many precious minutes did you girls thought- lessly lose gazing with vacant stare out of the window or keeping up a continual buzz of con- versation with your neighbor? Now, the girls begin their studies without a niinute's delay, continuing them uninterruptedly. Each girl with intent and hastening footsteps seeks to 'till the unforgiving minute with sixty sec- onds worth of distance run,' and the programs run like clockwork. Truth Dinns, who was renowned for her valuation of time even in the days of 1915, proves a very eHicient person to instruct the young minds in so important Zi theme. The capitol of l'ennsylvania appeared be- fore ine. As we all know, that was one of the last to obtain equal franchisement. and so, the present year was the first in which a woman had been elected to the governorship. Desir- ing very much to behold the lady in all her glory, I sought the Hall of State and found seated in the executive chair none other than Mary Tener. lVell might the former Governor of your prosperous state look with pride upon his niece and say, 'She is more than competent- ly carrying out the precept established by her forbearsf and the 'omnipotens et amans ex ex- ecutive ardet.' You might well have known that your 'En- fant I'henomenon' would indeed live up to her appellation. I happened upon her surrounded by girls of all ages and sizes seated beside the campfire. From various remarks made and from the title 'Toway-am,' which she was .,, Hitt--Illltl' I nameil, and which uoiiiulcil very iiiipiv'-N-It'ff. I igttlu-it-tl that :the wan a vt-ry lI'J'IllI and in- lliieltligil lll'l'?tHlI. III IJlt'l ll Wil , Illil lullgj ttlllll I .ti-..-.ao-.i.i not iifii-oitw tfuuiiif iw the head ol the whole t'amp l ir1- tLi1'li-f ff14fH'iffff' tion, which munhcrs m its hands lItIl1fITC'l - ol thousands ol girls in this wlrlc coltlltry of Ullfi IClizahctli hlolmston, alter a very gay and tcstivc hle, tirme at Icneth ol men and thi: world in et-ncral, had returned tri a nnnncry in Switzerland, wht-rc she could devote her- sell to her hooks and contemplation, so now, with Nliltou you may say: iliulllt, pensive Nun, devout and pure, Sohcr, steatllast, and demure, .XII in a rohe ol darltest grain, lflowing with majestic train, .Xml sahle stole ol Cypress lawn tlvcr thy decent shoulders rlrawnf Fragrant, tlowcry California next caught my eye, that land of tournaments and tennis. .Xhout one ol those famous courts a dense crowd was eathered. Surely that was May Sutton serving, lor there was no one else who had such a serve. .Ns I approached, the fact was vcritiefl, it was Xliss Sutton serving. The hrecze carried the words of the referee to me as I stood watching, Itantage out,' then in a minute, 't2ame, set, cup, cltampionsliipf Bly eyes, the great Ilay Sutton heatenl This was too much! I turned my eyes to her opponent and my surprise was greatly diminished when I saw Iirlith Siefers, who was noted lor her ten- nis, even in days past. t l'lic Supreme Court then drew my atten- tion. Illho was that fair figure seated in the judicial chair dealing out justice with mercy to all who came her way, deciding so accurately with that lteen perception which you learned tu know and appreciate so well in years gone hy? .XII who meet this second l'ortia depart saying with Shyloclc, 'tI, wise and upright judge. Ilow much older art thou than thv loolc-sl' .Xh, yesl lfleanor Kelly has all thesie .ittiihutts and othtis, Iru she is hy far the tiucst executive on the whole stall' ol' the Su- preme t'ourt. I saw I.uciIe most happily married, hut she was a sligglltly rlitterent l.ucilc Irom the one you lcncw, ller hushanrl sc:-incd tu have thines very much his own way, and l,ut-ilt- never raised her voice again-.t him: she would mtitlx snnlt atntlx ind sux Yr dt it whit .-.I .,,. if f, .,x ,, .' I .' ',v 'i 1, 1' I-vcr you thnilc will ht- finite tht- In--t thin 'I , I I ' 1 I ' ' 5 am sure, Varinm ct mutahilt- 'nt-mpcr Ie- , I llllllft, St1dflenIy I found myself being carried with a great deal of speed over miles and mile- of land, then a sea. to be followed by more land. and finally. to be put down pre- eipitou-ly in the midst of a jungle. From the :fppearance of the tall rubber trees and dense tinflergrowth every-.vliere about me I judged my-elf to he in the Amazon district of South Xnierica. I was considering for what reason I had been thus transported hither, when I be- held coming towarfl me a strangely familiar tigure. In one hand she carried a large, loose- Ieaf hook. in the other a tine magnifying glass, and perched on her siii-ulder was a fat black crow to whom she spoke every now and then, and whose chief mission in life was to emit unearthly 'caws' at most inopportune mo- ments. At length Adelia, looking up. discov- ered me. and recognizing me. greeted me in a very cordial manner, We had a rather short hut, to me, very interesting. conversation, in which she informed me that she was in this jungle examining the tiora and fauna of the rtgion. She opened her book and let me gaze at a few of the rare specimens collected there. In about six months she said she would have enough material for six or seven volumes she intended writing on th: tiora and fauna of South .-Xmerica. Next I was whirled back to the heart of civilization and into the midst of that which symbolized our progress almost more than anything else, namely. 'The Dancef In a won- derful huildine' called the 'Hall of Dance-,' which was the only rival to 'Castles in the .'Xir,' .Xlice held sway. XYith her dancing part- rier, she was the chief attraction of the city. She taught classes morning, noon, and night, the '-leemi -lumpf a dance which they both had in- vented and which had proved more popular than the Une-Step, Syncopated II'alk, or Fox-Trot ol former dancing days. They came upon this dance quite by accident, .-Xlice assured me in a liriet conversation I had with her. Neverthe- lcss they were proving' a very important factor in the elevation of the dance and were 1TlZtl'lllC their fortune out of it, 'I'aper! Paper! All about the new record- hrealcine' mac'hine,' shouted a newsboy as 'I came out ol the 'llall of Dance' I purchased the daily and read in startling' large headlines. 'All records lor aircrafts broken,' and below, 'ftliss Iimily lVolfe in her new Sheppard Aero- X e- tcrra Aeciuaplane, has broken all records in dis- tance, height and depth beneath the sea. At the start she grasped the wheel in her firm N OUT- l JIRE 21 muscular hands, determination to conquer showing in every line of her tense, upright body. She has won! She has returned, hav- ing flown across the continent and back in less than two hours, ascended to a height hith- erto unreached, and from a comparatively low position of some ten thousand feet, swooped down to the depths of the sea and remained there for about half an hour. The machine is a very wonderful apparatus, invented by Miss ,lane Sheppard, which will travel in air, on the ground, on the water, and be- neath the waves. NVE: offer our congratula- tions to Miss Sheppard, whose invention will un- doubtedly revolutionize travel, and to Miss XYolfe for her cool nerve and daring in driving so successfully a machine to which both Miss Sheppard and she have sacrificed their lives. Miss Sheppard has lined her fair forehead with care by delving deep into mathematics, going even beyond the fourth dimension in order that she might solve the great problem of in- venting an apparatus which will conquer the elements-a question which has been confronting the world to a great degree since the creationf Cn the same page another column informed the reader that Miss Anna McCandless has done the deed which her European cousins have attempted for past ages. that of swim- ming from Calais to Dover across the English Channel. It is a distance of some twenty-one miles and Anna, refusing even the suggestion of assistance from the accompanying lifeboat, except occasionally a pickle and a chicken sandwich which was munched as she went along, in an incredibly short time water as fresh as a lily, swam the distance and arose from the the most interesting news- years, so I perused its pages for further bits of information, and was re- warded by the sight of an extra large photo- graph with the name of Miss Iva Thomas. be- neath it. The substance of the succeeding article was that Miss Thomas, during her years abroad had proved to all Europe that nowhere in its entire land could there be produced a voice to excel that of this little American. After completing her studies, she had made her debut as an operatic star and was everywhere greeted with enthusiasm and applause by the greatest critics of the age, by the people, and by royalty. She was to make her First formal tour of America and the -whole country was keyed up to the highest pitch to receive her. This was quite paper I had had in The Xwinchester School again held my at- tention, and in the gymnasium, presiding in Miss Van Normans place was Dorothy Chal- lener. She was a splendid gymnasium teacher, well developed, erect, and kept the children up to the standard, with knees back and chins and chests up. 'Now Mary,' she was saying, 'put your knees back and straighten up. .Xnd can't you see, child, stand as I do. There, that is splendidf Wishing to seek a little mental relaxation I entered a noted bookstore and saw adver- tised on large posters the most widely dis- cussed and scholarly book of the day, namely, 'The Lives and Works of the Ancient Egyp- tian l'hilosophers Compared XYith Those of the Greek Mathematicians,' by Dolly Eliza- beth Braun. Dolly's old love of history had taken root, and she was buried deep in this study of the ancients. After purchasing one of l,Jolly's books I was walking down the street and, not think- ing particularly where I was going, l turned to the right and found myself in a very pover- ty-stricken slumming section of Pittsburgh. Is it possible? Could this be so? Yes. the young lady surrounded by a dozen or more adoring. but dirty, urchins, holding to her skirts and even in her arms, was indeed Mary Crabtree. This was just the work she had formerly told you she should like to do, and you merely laughed at her. She had been among them for some time and had been teaching them all how to live right, how to keep neat and tidy homes, and how to cook their food in a clean. healthful way. It did not take me long to find out that Mary was the idol of everyone in the district. As a fitting ending to a somewhat arduous and exciting trance, I entered a vast cathedral, and, sitting in a dim dusky corner with the rays of the setting sun pouring its light in rainbow tints through the stained glass Win- dow, I was borne above the petty trials, tribu- lations and cares, of this work-a-day world on the high fairy notes of the organ to other holier worlds. I heard the message of the organ as l'larriet's fingers wandered hither and von over the keyboard. I S. V, ADONIRAM. In a small New England town, as you leave that means of torture, the 'dusty train of a one-horse railroad, a thin, wiry little man comes up and offers to take you to vour desti- nation in his Ford. But be not deceived, oh for- tunate readers, you who come from a city where 22 OUI- DIR E honest taxicabs are the regular means of trans- portation on the last stage of your journey. flow hospitable are his ways! IIow cordial his sniilel llow welcoming his wordsl I'li5 pleasant goninients on the scenery, his inter- esting bits of information, his air of owner- ship and pride in the surrounding country all tend to amuse and rest you after your day on the cars, U .Xdoniran, how wily are your ways! You lead us into your trap as easily as a hungry mouse is brought to his doom by the enticing cheese left inithe pantry which, while it is being eaten, makes him forget all else, but which, finished, opens his eyes to the bars im- prisoning him, You take us gaily up the hills on high. You go over the bumps so cheer- fully that we forget to groan as we hit the hard seat on the rebound. Drawing up at the front door with a flourish, we get out, friends with all the world. Tlhen your perfidy is made manifest. You, too, have contracted that most prevalent of human ills, the greed for gain. As you demand six dollars for a trip of a little over a mile our eyes are opened to your treachery. How grasping, how avarieious you have suddenly become! All your funny speeches, your quaint New England man- nerisms have vanished. You are only a covet- older than your Our belief in mankind is de- that human na- our way hence- eus old Yankee, looking much years, and trying to cheat us. you is shattered, our faith in stroyed. lYe have discovered ture is all alike, and we go on forth sadder, but wiser, and ever wary of your tribe. T. it iz., '15, THE CAMP FIRE GIRLS. I. 'Neath the cool shade of the pine trees, To the fragrant, verdant hollow, Came the Camp Ifire Girls so gaily, Came the lYissahickon Camp Girls, lllith their baskets and their bundles, In the glorious moon of roses. There, with glee and happy laughter, Mingled with the outdoor voices They their feast did hold with pleasure, Till the evening twilight called them , To their ceremonial meeting. Then when shadows dusk were playing From the blazing campfire burning, S Painting pictures odd and gruesome, Painting pictures weird and awesome, Rose their walking song so gaily, Calling to the distant echoes. In the red glow of the campfire Sat these youthful Indian maidens, Listening -to the words of wisdom Of their guardian Towayam, And the stranger at their nreside. Thus, with talking, dancing, singing, Passed the evening far too quickly Till the moon had reached the heavens And was time to leave the embers Of the campfire, slowly dying. 1 II. Then these maidens, ever busy Gave a bake sale forthe wee ones, For the little ones so needy, NYho were sutfering in the city. Then they went out in the country, In the pretty, curving country, NYith the little creek beside it, XYhere they swam and sailed with pleasure, Tramped and cooked with equal fervor Till they once more homeward journeyed To the dear ones fondly waiting I'or their little Indian maidens. III. After many weeks of working, After weeks of planning, thinking, Clave these maidens two small playlets lfor the little crippled children, And the soldiers who were dying Un the battlefields so distant. And so good were these small playlets That the money poured in torrents, To the money box so tiny, That it overflowed its borders And brought aid to many needy. J IV. Ilnt the breeze had blown the tidings Uf their deeds to manv corners, So that they, as model camp girls, Gave two exhibition meetings In the Christian house of maidens. There there gathered from all places Many maidens now desiring To know how to be true Camp.gi1-15 Iflioyv to follow where the Ere leads, And they went away enlighte11CCl. Raising, singing, highest praises. our-mac 23, V. XVith the yuletide candles burning And the Christmas greens abounding, ln pure white came all these maidens To the glorious house of worshipg XX'here they offered up a service For the birthday of our Savior, For the little llabe, the Christ Child, For lflis birthday, then approaching. ln the dim light of the candles, Rose their giilish voices singing Hymns and songs by all beloved. So they carried to the people Once again the words of prophets XX'ho foretold of jesus' coming, And the hope that l-le was bringing, Till the people all were singing In the glad and happy moment Of the love of Christ the Savior, And of peace to men on earth. D. C., 'r5. 7,-,-iii LIFE'S VOYAGE. Life is like the dimly blended lights of a faraway ship, which comes into sight far off on the distant horizon. lt tioats on,-gently coming nearer and nearer until it can be seen in the clear, calm blue seal but presently it is tossed about in a sudden and almost over- whelming storm, which all but extinguishes the growing light. The storm passes and again it appears on a smooth serene water. sailing on, for a time, as though the calm were to last for ever. llut, as before, a storm closes all around, and for awhile the light is entirely gone: but no, not entirely, for a Mighty Hand lifts the dark, leaden clouds, and quiets the troubled waters. So, once more, the great ship, as it has now proved to be, with the many. many lights, that cast a gleam far out over the great blue sea, glides on undisturbed, until, as it nears the other horizon, slowly leaving be- hind the vast watery plain on which it has long been viewed. its lights, now feeble and dull, Hicker,-and flicker again,H-and are for- ever lost from sight. I l T 'I . 5. A BERNARDIAN ROMANCE. A tale t' unfold In manner bold, An' now my mission is unrolled And soon I'll have my story told. Last even, at the close of day, l stepped me out into my garden by-paths in the nick of time to see the faintly rainbowed-sky fade into the dull nothingness of early twilight. 'Twas spring. 'lfhe spring was playing havoc with my wearied mind. l sat me down to rest and watch the dainty-flowering morning-glories as they, modest creatures, hung their heads, too shy to looli upon the drear tragedies of night. Anon the pondering footsteps of l,ord l.eiees- ter, my would-be lover, stirred me from my mnrd'rous plans against mine Spanish friends across the sea. llow comes he here. l quer- ied of myself, at such an hour for boisterous revelry and gluttonous feeding. He spake, and thus his words were carried to mine ear, Ah, Queen, at last l find thee, after hours of weary wand'ring, I am sorely worn. l ery aloud against 'the powerful calling of the wanderlust-that ever-burning tire within my manly breast which must needs bring me to thy side, even were 't by pure coercion. l, somewhat indignant at this speech, thus voiced me my reply: .Xn' what sayest thou. thou proudful swain? .Xrt making love to me. th' noblest queen that e'er drew breath, th' mighty srvvereignglfmpress of England, th' daughter of llarry llighth? Call halt, good Leicester, thy queen is in no mood for childish sentiment. Moreover, have l heard tell of one, Amy Robsart, for whom thou hast re- markable friendliness? l want no more of such as thee. Xlethinks my country needeth not thy aid-and as for thy love!oh, well, l believe thee not and there's an end on 't. Fair lady, nay, fairest lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear, that tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops, by- O swear not by the moon, th' ineonstant moon, that monthly changes in her circled orb, lest that thy love prove likewise variable! XYhat shall l swear by? Do not swear at allg or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, which is the god of my idolatry, and l'll bel--. Ul my lord, look quick! Didst hear the rustle by my foot? Uh! Uh! I fear me somewhat is concealed therein, the bushes hide one evil prowler of the night! .Xnd straightway did lllj' lord, into the shadowy cavern of the dark, betake himself, and l, gazing after him, soon heard the sound of him returning, and asked of him, still keep- ing mine eyes turned from him, thinking thus to pique him, was th' eavesdropper spying on our love-making? Hearing no answer, me- lurking thief or 24 our- thought he was not present, but still vainly ,Cm-,flling for the midnight wanderer, and for a moment looked not up, NYhen first I HIOVCCI mint- mtg from the pitchy black, wherein was Leicester lost to sight, methought a stranger was before me standing, scribbling hastily on xi tiny tablet tl wot not how the man could .,l.,,.' ,ts again I looked in 's direction I saw that they had plglytltl me true, 'Twas indeed a strrnieixr, and such an one! Clad in muddy litt:tn li'tiii :mtl with no bearing whatsoever liiglx lit, lljltl th' ftxel'lurl4lllL'Ss of llls lillltll! eigtme ,'.:-Yet! itself on my noble form and ugly.-.E x-iiili undue admiration at my regal fea- 'wt-,s. ll, ith royal dignity, disgruntled at the 'll'!llQllllt'ss words l had just spoken. I asked of him who llc might be. To which th' impu- dent rascal said lu me: ll'hat's in a uaine to one of such keen wit and spirit? I beg of thee, most lovely one. to know what's thine, Iinraged to speechless wrath, with all the scorn of outraged majesty, I commanded the knave to leave the grounds, Leave quotha, and who art thou to say that I shall leave-nay not shall,-must leave? lYhy, lady, knowest thou not that these be the parks of the tirst lady of the land, Queen Iless, as we who are her friends, do name her? Aye, well do I know that, and all the more I say begonelu lieu-one! And hath her royal majesty not bid me use her noble parks wherein to coin my wit? lIas she not herself begged me to use mine own F ,Xh! then. said I, thou knowest the fpnAen? hoping thus to trap him. -lust so, saith he, she would list to my cl-:ver spt-ilclies by the hour, she-but they vyere clever words in which I heard thee an- suer thy avowing lover. Let's see if I have got them down aright: if so, methinks I'll use them in my newest play, '11, swear not hy the moon, th' inconstant moon'4 f'Thou knave, thou wretched fool. Stop! My very words. lVho art thou, man, to thus address me? 'Tis unbearable! I found myself screaming, angered beyond all reason and then came Leicester, alarmed, hastening to the spot. I come, my queen! Courage! I come! And dashing in as the loathsonie adventurer, was sly- ly edging towards the wood, 'most overthrew him as thev met face to face. Zounds', he cried, the scoundrel here I find, and grasped him by his villain's neck. DIRE The moon then softly slipping from behind a cloud, shone full upon the dastard and, my lord thereby carefully examining him, exclaimed: XYhy 't can't be, yet surely-m' faith, 'tis XVill Shakespeare. Ilow came you here? And thereupon he clapped the man upon the back and seemed forgetful of my very presence. But he, who rashly dared to cast his insults in my face, spake, demanding that he be presented. Klethought what should I do? My very maiden feeling revolted! Yet could I, Queen of Eng! land, turn and run even from such an one? .Xhl No! Moreover did I yearn to see the brazen countenance when the rogue should hear mine noble rank. So, quickly, did Leicester announce him to her majesty, Queen Elizabeth. He truly seemed nonplussed for a moment, stood wav- ering' in his mind, then with a distinguished grace bent low in courtly obeisance to his Ruler but spoke no word. tiraciously arising, I slowly walked beside good Leicester to -th' edge of the park, where, stopping in my stately course, I called back softly to the still figure, The queen does not ope her garden-gates to 'Sir' Shakespeare. hereafter. Hut strange! I feel no hardness towards the man despite his bold affronts. Hethinks I'll take me to his playhouse to hear this newest tale he has. Like wearied ships in silent fiight, Abandoned in the dread of night Ifle passed beyond, A vagabond. 9 F I '15 -,. -. ., . A FAIRY TALE . New at TIN time of mv story when the lairies and elves and goblins lived and held sway over the woods, there happened to dwell in a little house by a large for-egg 21 Youno' 0-irl named Patricia, and her old 0-1-anflmgtlier, Iler father and mother were deadoand she had no -brothers. She had a small piece of land in wluch she sowed corn and planted potatoes and rows of red and white cabbages. This was all they could afford to havef so they lived througli the whole year on this meagre fare, IWIIWI fllO1lg by a few clams and lish caueht in the bay. C' Iler lirsl ambition was to care for her qi-and- mother, and her second to have a Bower bed of all the most wonderful flowers that rrfevy in the woods back of her cottage. 6 N i ...LF OUT- l 911112 25 Now she was taking care of her grand- mother very well, but she could not make the Howers that she brought from the woods grow in her garden. She cared for them very tenderly and watered them every day, but they all drooped and died as soon as she took them from the woods. Because Patricia lived so far away from the royal palace and from the beaten track to the nearest village, she did not know of the in- tention of l'rince Charles, the prince of the country, to ehoose a wife from among the sub- jects of his father's kingdom, One day she had brought in a beautiful wild rose and planted it near her kitchen door. Xiihile she was watering it, the good Fairy of Love stopped at her gate and watched her. She saw what a useless task it was for l.'atricia to plant woodland tlowers in her sunny gar- den, because they always died for lack of shade. The fairy decided that she would help to fulfil Patricia's simple wish, and to make the flowers grow with the help of l'atrici:t's constant care and attention. This was her plan. That very night she would come back and bring all the good tree fairies with her to plant trees near the cottage to shade the garden. They did -this, and also painted the cottage a beautiful clean white with the doors and window ledges green. For the good Fairy, Love, knew that the flowers would grow and bloom with care, but die if they were not watered regularly. The good fairy 'had had an idea in her head from the first, so now she sent a messenger to the palace to urge the prince to come in the direction of Patricia's cottage. The next day when he went out riding, Prince Charles did not know that a good fairy was guiding his horse, but was content to go where his horse took him. Finally he came to a road that was almost grown over with grass, but it looked so pleasant and cool that he took it, hoping it would lead to a cottage where he could get a drink of water, for he was very thirsty. That morning when Patricia went out to her garden, she was very much delighted to see that her rose bush was still alive, but did not notice that 'the forest had moved nearer to the house. She brought out her bucket of vvater and was watering her flowers when someone knocked at the gate. It was the prince, but she did not know it. He asked her for a drink of Wa-ter and the direction to the nearest village. She gave him a ffourd full of cool, sparkling Water, and theiin called her grandmother to give him the directions to the next town. Then she finished watering her flowers, and all at once they seemed to take heart and grow, and blossomed out in full bloom. The prince noticed how charming she was. how tenderly she spoke to her grandmother, and how well the garden was kept. lie had never before seen this small cottage near the woods, but resolved to come back again. XYhile he was talking to l'atricia's grandmother, he asked her if he might not call again to see the lovely garden. Something told her to say yes, for she knew that it would be all right for him to come. So he came again and again, and in the course of a few months l'rince Charles and llatricia were married and lived happily ever after, for so must all fairy tales end. D. li. 'I5. A PRICKLY CHILD OF THE DESERT. The cactus is one of the most wonderful plants of the desert. lt has showed, by the many defenses with which it has surrounded itself, its great capability of self-preservation, and its wonderful adaptability to the con- stantly changing conditions of the soil and the atmosphere of its home. .Xt one time. parts of Nevada, Arizona. Utah and Northern Mexico were a great in- land sea. Through a stretch of years, as the water gradually evaporated or leaked from this sea, the damp soil opened a great oppor- tunity for the growth of many species of plants. Une of the most important of the plants that helped to cover this vast space was the cactus-not the cactus of to-day--but the cactus of long ago. This plant was one with well-defined stalks and with multitudes of leaves, each as large as a man's head. As the heat of the sun began to dry up the soil the cactus prepared to meet this chang- ing condition. lt gradually dropped its leaves in order to prevent the all necessary moisture from evaporating too rapidly, sent its roots deeper and deeper into the earth, where the heat of the sun had not yet penetrated, and thickened its stalks into broad slabs. ln this way it was able to withstand the heat of the sun and get most of its nourishment from deep beneath the ground. There were probably many other plants which could not adapt themselves so well as the cactus to the chang- iff conditions and therefore must have per- n g ished, for we know nothing of them to-day. 26 CJUI- DIRE The cactus and a few other plants that were able to survive, began to cover these desert plains. llaving overcome the first of its foes, the drought, the cactus was still to be tortured. Klanv animals, finding that it was very good to eat, now came day after day, and destroyed thousands of the plants. The cactus began to search for a way by which to defend itself against this new foe. tlf the million cactus plants that were eaten to the ground, only a thousand or two made the effort to throw out new leaves and try once more. They under- took to protect themselves. At lirst they sent out nothing but a modified fruit bud, or leaf. which proved more tempting than ever to the auiinals, for they still continued to enjoy the edible plant. l'erhaps only a hundred out of the two thousand were able to avoid destruc- tion. This hundred, hardier than the rest, al- though eaten to the ground, sent up again and again new leaves. lfach time a new crop ap- peared the hair became stiffer and stronger and the protuberances harder and more point- ed, until they had formed a strong armor which the animals could not disregard. Thus we see the cactus was able to rise to all emerg- encies. XYhen the cactus is first planted it is a slab of brilliant green color. lt is flat, of an oval shape, and about an inch or less in thickness. This slab contains a large amount of water, and is of soft mushy libre. There I1I'C eyes on this slab which are capable of giving growth to roots, to a fruit, or to another slab, which- ever seems to be most needed. :Xfter it be- gins to grow, it becomes tough and woody and loses a great deal of its moisture. lt also changes its color from green to brown, and its slain becomes rough like the bark of a tree. This change is to protect itself from the rav- ages of ground animals. As one readily can understand, the cactus is a very hardy plant, so much so that it is able to survive conditions under which any other plant would wither and die in a short Linn-, These cactus plants are known to live from one to ten years without a drop of rain and still manage to get enough moisture from the parched desert, by sending t'heir roots down deep into the soil, to make them as juicy as a watermelon, .Xn experiment showed 'that one, lying on a lnirlap-covered wooden shelf four feet above the ground, sent down long Touts through the cracks of the boards within a few days. .Xnother experiment proved that a cactus, having been tied to a branch of a tree for nearly seven years, and having had no nourislnnent during that time, still retained life. lts slabs had withered and turned brown and appeared to have died but, when it was planted in six inches of ground, it immediately took root and threw out new flowers and slabs. lt has been proved that this plant, cared for, cultivated, watched over and protected, re- mains no longer poisonous or bitter and loses its spine entirely. lt has taken twelve years to produce the cactus as it was many years ago, but it is now very rapidly taking the place of alfalfa as food for cattle. XYe can see that the environment of a plant has a great deal to do with its character. All kinds of garden plants, well nurtured and cared for, seem to vie with one another as to which can produce the largest and the greatest num- ber of flowers. lforinstance, geraniums, roses, pansies and liollyhoclcs seem to try to return ltindnesses paid to them by brightening up the garden or flower bed with their variously col- ored blossoms. These flowers have always been well treated, but our poor cactus plant, during its entire life, has had to struggle for existence. ls it any wonder then that it has surrounded itself with all manner of defense- denionstrating the great law of life. self-pres: ervation? To a gentle application of the law of kindness, the despised cactus responds gladly by casting away its spine and poison. Surely, after such efforts. it deserves a place of honor respect in the plant kingdom. K E R, 'I and 1 ...5. SPRING. The new robin in the tree, XX lnstles clear and merrily, Spring is here! Spring is here! The crocns, peeping through the earth, l ells to all with loving mirth. Spring is here! Spring is here! l'ussy-willow by the brook, Xl lnspers with enchanting look, Spring is here! Spring is here! The cladodils are gaily dancing, XX ith their yellow robes entrancing, Spring is here! ,Spring is here! ' A lVe welcome it so gleefully, And do our work so cheerfully, Spring is here! Spring is here! M. I. C. S OUT- DIRE 27 A DAYDREAM AT KENILWORTH. It was a beautiful sunshiny day in july: the sky was blue, with here and there a tieecy cloud sailing slowly towards the horizon. I had wandered over 'the ruins of Kenilworth and had seated myself to rest before returning to Wfarwick. The lovely grounds stretched around me, and in their midst were the ruins of the famous old castle. The roof and much of the walls had fallen and sheep were grazing in the court and kitchens, but the gardens were still gorgeous with the summer Howers. As I gazed steadily upon the place where the lake had been in the time of Queen Eliza- beth, the hollow seemed gradually to be filling with water. I turned my eyes again to the castle, a transformation scene had taken place. and now it had regained all its former splen- dor. Leaning from a turret window of BIervyn's Tower was a beautiful girl, pale and sad, watching the festivities on the lake, the tire- works hissing here and there above her head, and Leicester's royal guests as they passed to and fro. I immediately recognized the girl as the unfortunate Amy Robsart, who had secret- ly married the Earl of Leicester and had been hidden away at Cumnor Place because of Leieester's fear of the jealousy of Queen Eliza- beth. At the first opportunity, she had es- caped from her close confinement to the castle of Kenilworth, hoping to obtain her rightful position from Leicester. She arrived there on the very day on which Queen Elizabeth and her retinue were expected. But she soon dis- appeared from the window, and silence pervaded the castle and its surroundings. It seemed to me that only a few moments later I saw the figure of that same forlorn girl 'hurrying across the court and into the gardens of Pleasance. There she sought a secluded grotto which was ornamented with rustic seats and a fountain. Presently the Queen and Leicester walked near, and the wretched Amy felt that she must escape, but she was powerless to move a limb when the Queen entered the grotto alone. The astonished girl stood motionless and her cheeks were pallid with fear. VVhen the Queen fixed her keen glance on her, Amy slowly drop- ped her eyes and bowed her head. Elizabeth at once concluded that this was one of the per- formers who had been placed in various situa- tions to surprise her. I saw the Countess Amy fall to her knees before her sovereign and look up beseechingly into her face, earnestly pleading for her pro- tection, as I supposed. llistory does not tell us that her plea was granted, The two tignres grew dim, and soon they had vanished entirely, and now the magnifi- cent castle was once more only a stately ruin. I rose slowly and walked thoughtfully back towards the town, but it was not until I met a friend, that I fully realized that I had been so absorbed in the sad story of .Xmy Robsart that my vision had been only a day dream. ln. ll. L., iq. THE LIGHT THAT FAILED. The play that l have enjoyed most is The Light That Failed, in which l7orbes-Robert- son played the leading part of Dick lleldar. The play is very pathetic and full of emotion, and the audience was so impressed with Forbes- llobertson's interpretation of the part that there was scarcely a sound throughout the theater. The curtain rose on a scene in the English military camp in Egypt, the men sitting around on boxes or the ground, mending their sorely worn clothes with old Hour and sugar sacks, Dick lleldar, who had received a dang- erous saber cut, was there with a bandage over his eyes, listening to the men laughing and joking with each other. l-Ie had been told that he must keep the bandage on for some time or he would probably become blind for the rest of his life, and blindness might time. In spite of this warning, he suddenly jumped up and tore the bandage from his eyes and cried out that he could not stand it any longer, that he must and would see. This scene was only an introduction to the rest of the play. One of the loveliest thoughts of the play is the companionship existing between Dick and his most unseltish friend, Torpenhow, lrle it is who came into Dick's room as the latter was sitting sketching, carrying a very poorly-clad girl who, he said, had collapsed in the hall from hunger and cold. They gave her some- thing to eat, and when she revived and they found she was destitute, Dick engaged her as a model for a picture to be called Melanchol- ia, that he was going to paint. This was to be his masterpiece and he was delighted to find a face so expressive of his idea as Ilessie's was. In this way a third character was introduced into the play. come at any 23 oUt-DIRE Dick had a xerv dear friend, Maisie, with whom he had been brought up, and whom he met in a park in laiiuldii after many years' separation. lle had always loved her. 11105 ardentlv and had thought of her continually in spite of their having' been parted for So long. Soon after their meeting he spent an afternoon at her studio. XX'hile she was show- ing him some of her pictures, he realized that she could never gain any great position as an artist, so he asked her if she felt she could give up her work and come til him. ,Xfter some minutes' meditation she decided that it would be impossible to be happy as his wife, as she cared so much to gain success in her painting. An interesting, but minor, character is intro! duced here ill the form uf the lied llI1i1'eil l,ill'l. as she is called tlliwnlgllout the story. She preparerl tea and showed in her attentions how much she realized the mistake Maisie was making. lfroin that time on we were made aware that she herself was deeply in love with llick. although she persisted in pleading his 51111 to her friend. After Xlaisios refusal. Dick went thought- fully home, ready tu start on his KlelancholA ia as slum as llessie CZIINC. lle devoted many days ln this work, although his eyes were fast becoming dim. With the aid mmf a great deal nf whiskey he was able to continue his paint- ing. During this time he became very sloth- ful, often disreputable looking. and sometimes, even drunk. Xxilltdl he had at last finished this wonderful picture he was very happy and lfroullg he knew that he had indeed created his masterpiece. 'lihat evening he paid llessie and dismissed her as a good-liir-nothing. lu- furiated and hot for revenge, 5111- watched her 1.'IJlHJ1'llll11lf', and that niglit, crept back to de- stroy the picture. She rubbed it with turpcn- t.ue and then cut it until no trace of its former beauty remained. Luckily for lliek his blindness came suddeulv during the night, and he never saw his marred picture. The next day, ignorant of 115 de- struction, he showed it lu 'lioiqmeulimv and asked him if it were not a beauty. 1115 friend was xeiy much surprised at the ruin and in- tensely moved with sympatliy. but after a I-ause he said that he thought it was wonder- ful. This was tlioroiielily satisfactory, as Dick, in his rleligjlll, did not notice his hesitation. 'l'nwarfls evening several 01' '1'f,1-l,r-lqlqowg friends came for dinner, and to them also the picture was limiiillv shown. Xs no one of theni had llle lieart lu tell pool' lbiek uf its utter ruin, they all joined in with praise of it. The friends asked Dick to dine with them, but he refused as he said he wished to get used to his blindness by remaining alone for awhile. .Xs he sat there musing, with the shouts of laughter coming from the other room, he felt exceedingly lonely and hated to think of the long weary days to come. In the midst of his thoughts he heard a band on the street below. and the cheers as the soldiers marclied by. lle wished with all his heart that he might be able to join them, but on account of his great affliction, he could only stand there in his desolation and mark time to the music. Later 'l'orpenhow's guests came in to see him, and they told him all about the coming war, and how very sorry they were he could not accompany them. While they were talking 'liorpenhow sudden- lv realized that it would not be right to go off and leave Dick alone in his sad plight. Many times he had heard Dick calling out for Maisie, and he decided to go to her and tell her that lleldar needed her more than he needed any- thing else in the world. lle told her in plain, decisive words that if she cared at all for Dick, her place was with him in his trouble. After a hard battle with her own feelings. she hnally decided to go to Dick. During 'l'orpenhow's absence Bessie came to see llick. and he had just about concluded to engage her when she, convinced that he knew nothing of the terrible wrong she had done him, and certain that nothing could stand in the way of his keeping her, told him about his picture. He sat perfectly still for a long time, but at last he stirred, and in a very gentle voice told her that he would not take her, but instead he would give her a large check and let her go. When Maisie came in, Dick, thinking it was Torpenliow, called to him. As she spoke, he became bewildered and asked why she was there. She told him she loved him and wanted ln be with him. lt seemed to Dick too won- derful to be true. He thought it must be from pity that she had come, but when she took down her hair and said, Come, Dickie. it is the same old Maisie. he went over to her and felt the soft long hair and knew it must be UAUC. M. C. H., ,I5. MRS. SMITH'S ATTEMPT TO REACH SIXTH AVENUE. Un Monday morning' Mrs. Smith, who Wag staying for some time in Atlantic Clty, dccidgd S . V' 1 OUT-DIRE 29 to spend the day shopping in New York City, as she had an appointment with the dentist. A few weeks later she was with some friends to whom she related her experiences of that Mon- day in the following manner: Before getting on the train at jersey City, I asked the guard if that train wcnt to Sixth Avenue, New York, He replied that it did, so I stepped into the car and looked about for a comfortable seat near the front. Inst before we entered the tube, a very bashful bride and groom stepped up to me and asked if they might watch and get off when I did at Sixth Avenue, as they had never been in New York before, so I told them I should be very glad if I could be of any assistance to them. At Hoboken the conductor came through the car, and in a high and mighty voice, told us we would have to change cars, as that train did not go any further. The passengers were furious at this announcement after being told by the guard that the train would take them to Sixth Avenue. They all wished to go back and report him. and even threatened to do so. I looked around for the bride and groom, but could not see them anywhere, so I decided to get on the other train with the rest of the trav- elers, and as I was hurrying down the aisle for a seat, an elderly-looking woman stopped me and said, I heard you say you were going to Sixth Avenue, may I watch and get off when you do ? I told her I did not mind at all, only I was afraid I might lead her astray as I had the bride and groom, but she said that was not likely to happen again, so we found a seat where we both sat down and made ourselves comfortable for the remainder of the jour- ney. NVe talked about different things, and she was telling me all the troubles she had had in the past year, when I suddenly looked out of the window and the only thing I could see on the signboard was th Avenue. and knowing it must be Sixth Avenue, immediately got off, not looking to see whether the old woman had or not. Ikfell, if I wasn't angry when I found I had got off at Ninth ,Xvcnue instead of Sixth Avenue. As I stood there on the platform looking at the pouring rain and wondering what I should do, a man came up to me and said: XVhy. this isn't Sixth Avenue. I turned around and said, 'fVVell, who said it was? Then he told me he had heard me say I was going to Sixth Avenue, and, as he wished to go there also, he had hurriedly followed me OH? the train. I just looked at him and in a very cold tone said, ffvvell., can't I change my mind? He asked me if he might take me to the car under his umbrella, so we made our way to the street, where we boarded a car for the city. Xkfhen the conductor came for the fares, the only change I had was a dime, so he took it and rang up two fares. Ifor some reason he came back and the man offered his fare, but the conductor told him he had already got it. The man turned to me and asked me if I had paid it, and l told him I did. but that I eer- tainly had not meant to do so. Ifle laughingly gave me back my nickel. .Xs we neared Twen- ty-third Street I transferred, and when l hand- ed the conductor my transfer he laughed and I noticed I had got on the wrong car and was going in the wrong direction. .Xt the next corner, I left the car and went into an hotel nearby, where I telephoned the dentist to open his window and stick his head out every few seconds to sec that I should get there without having any further difficulties. M. XY. T., '15. SONG HITS OF 1915. Truth llinns .Xlong Came tT'J Ruth. Dollie lilraun Matilda llrown Dorothv ehallener Mary Crabtree Dorothy Crump llarriet Dally Adelia Iforncrook Flora Goehring I.ucile lrlartje -Iosephinc Ileckcl Kfary Ilogg Elinor -Iohnston Elizabeth -lohnstoi Eleanor Kelly Edna Love Anna Mcfandless Katharine Reed Jane Sheppard Edith Siefers .-Xlice Smith Mary Tener Iva Thomas Margaret XX'hite Emily XVolfe l XYhen You're a Long, Long XYay from Ilome. XX'hen the lirown-Up I.a- dies .Xct Like Iiabies. Follow the Crowd. I XYant to Linger. You Never Can Tell. On the QZIQ. 7 tlcase Don't Flirt lVith Ne. li o o d -by e, Girls, I'm Through. Tickling I,ove Taps. My I.ady of the Tele- phone. .Xt the llall, That's All. Still XYe Smile. Dancing .-Xround. XYhat is Done You Never Can Undo. The Grey Dove. They llad to Swim Hack to Shore. Xthen You're Away. Yon're Always XVelcome at Our House. fl, Those Days. Xtateh Your Step. They Start the Yictrola. They IYouldn't Believe Me. lVinter Nights. Mighty Lak' a Rose. L. I-I., '15. 30 oUr-DIRE OUR GRANDMOTHERS SCHOOL. llear little grandmother of mine. how funny vou would look to us to-day, tripping daintily along to school, your brown curls escaping from your little poke bonnet, which was tied under your chin with a huge bow: your pret- ty. ruffled dress, stilllv starchedg and your tiny, dainty slippers book and gaily would show us that you were on your way to for Young La- with their gay buckles. The flowered bag on your arm Miss Sharps Select Academy dies, where the course of study which you pursued consisted of music, dancing, orthog- raphy, geography and all sorts of embroidery and needlework, Your straight little back. which, even now, scorns the alluring comforts tif an easy chair, shows the result of Miss Sharp's rigid training. rXs if the stately old red brick house and the straightbacked, hair cloth chairs themselves were not enough to remove all desire to slouch, you were required to sit in the drawing room for hours each day and practice Hdeportment and carriage with the aid of a backboard. .Xnd what a strange room it was! The pic- ture of Miss Sharp's father in a powdered wig seowled down on the row of geraniums on the narrow window sills as though he considered their brilliant colors wholly out of keeping with the gloomy dignity of the room, Un the mar- ble-toppeil table in the exact center of the room was a family llible, a family photograph album, and a bowl of wax tloners, .X wheezy little organ stood in one corner and when visiting parents were present the most accomplished young ladies were called forth lu perform upon it, ln a sideboard nearby wine and cakes were kept, and these delicacies were brought forth on state occasions, such as when the reetor call- ed, but. alas, forbidden fruits are always tempt- ing, and l fear that you and Madge sometimes sampled the fruit Cake, which was the pride of Miss -lemima's heart, instead of practicing your duet, Hpposite this sideboard was a high mas- sive secretary and a haircloth sofa and chairs completed the furnishings. ls it to be wonder- ed at that with such an atmosphere as this Miss Sharp succeeded in sending forth her vonng la- dies worthy to occupy a fitting position in their polished and rehned eirclcf liehind the drawing room was the school- room with its double desks scarred bv the pen- cils of many an idle pupil, flu a raised plat- form in front was the desk over which Miss Sharp presitled. liehind her was a blackboard, and on this she wrote out simple algebra prob- lems which you did with the greatest ease, but which were the trial of her unmathematical soul. She never could understand just why parents wished to have their daughters study this useless subject, but thought perhaps just a little might be advisable, so the girls might know what it was all about. I often wonder, little grandmother, what you would think of the hop, skip and jump, with which your youngest granddaughter starts for school. XYould her sturdy, scuffed little shoes horrify you, and her face, berry-brown from the sun and wind, cause you to turn aside your own pink and white sunbonneted one with alarm? flow it would amaze you to hear your elder granddaughter talk glibly of Latin, :Xl- gebra, Geometry, German and French! Xlihat use would a girl have for these! But, Grand- mother dear, won't you agree with me that eurythmics and athletics are far superior to the backboard methods? XYon't you confess that our sunny schoolrooms are much more at- tractive than Miss Sharp's drawing room? And last of all, don't you think that in spite of our more extended education and wider variety of amusements, we are the same little girls at heart as those playmates of yours in your own school days? ix, L, nec., '15, AN ONCOMING STORM. lt was an extremely warm afternoon in the middle of August. l left the cottage with a good book and a pillow, in search of a shady nook, where l should not be disturbed and where l could enjoy the fresh ocean breeze, A beautiful spot high upon a bluff overlooking the water and beach for miles around, enticed nie. .Xfter arranging my pillow, l began to read, but my mind wandered. and my surround- ings held my attention. f listened to the sweet notes of the birds as they hopped from bush to bush, and the buzz ofthe bees as they busied themselves in the heart of the honeysuckle. lirom where l lay, my hand could easily touch the daisy, buttercup and wild rose. The dragon tlies which alightcd on the tall, sharp blades of grass amused me. llow long l had been gifts l knew not, but I amine the frail petal of a wild rose and noticed gathering around the sinking. The ocean, blue when I first ob- interested in nature's raised myself to ex- that black clouds were sun, which was slowly which had been a deep N OUI-DIRE 31 served it, was now a dark green, almost black, and many Whitecaps could be seen curling toward the shore. Xafhat was that? A distant peal of thunder! As I watched, the sky be- came darker and the great black clouds cast shadows on water and shore. The wind was rising and the tall trees around me swayed from side to side, warning me of the approaching storm. The thunder was more distant now. and here and there a Hash of lightning streaked the clouds, which hung low over the earth. I was not far from the cottage, so I decided to remain until the storm broke, for its approach was a beautiful sight. The wind had in- creased and was now blowing a fgale. The waves appeared as huge rollers, and as they broke upon the shore the very earth seemed to quiver. Half a mile along the coast, the beach became narrower until the soft white sand dis- appeared and the rocks and cliffs rose directly from the sea. Upon these the waves were beat- ing with their mighty force and l could see the white spray rise and fall as they struck this wall of rock. The vivid flashes of lightning that occurred so frequently now, illuminated the heavens, and were followed by terrific claps of thunder. A flock of seagulls flew past me, only to descend and skim the top of the waves. Something damp and cooling blew in my face. Vdas it the spray from the lashing waves which the wind carried my way, or the oncoming rain? I started up and made my way back through the forest, arriving at the cottage just as the storm broke in all its fury. li. C. l., 'ig. WE. CTU be sang to Sprites of Hn' Niiflz! are rec. are rec'. l Dignihed Seniors are we, are we, Important as we can be, can bel Dressing neatly, Smiling sweetlyg Examples to all, you see. Back for the Seniors all must fall, Wfe march along so proud and tallg Reproving small girls, Wfho, shaking their curls, Push up in front of us all. Studious Seniors are we, are we, Brilliant as we can be, can be, Latin, German, All we're learnin' College grinds we soon shall be. . . -.. .....,.,...,T.,..,.,-,, - X- Thinkers are we like ll Venser osou, and like him we aver, Rlirth she is crazy, l,'Allegro, lazy, Contemplation much better. Taciturn Seniors are we, are we, Quiet as we can be, can beg Never laughing, Never chatting, lYe never act sillilyl H A'Reden ist silber, Schweigen, gold That be our motto till we're old llracticing ev'ry day .Xble we'll be to say Ninety nine in our S. R51 Rl. ll. ll., 'ii R means School Record. Il A CLASSICAL ROMANCE. XYhilc reading the Pickwick l'apers, lJavid Copperfield fell asleep in Ht irandfather's Chair in Hur Hld Home, The llouse of Seven Gables. The XYinter Tale which llarnaby Rudgeu had been telling him, gradually faded away into a beautiful Midsummer Nights Dream. The Snow Image, which he had watched lJombey and Son mould, was trans- formed into 'tlflsie Yerner, who was now watched over by her Guardian Angel. Pages from an old Volume of l.ife were turned over before him and the Twice-Told Tales once more reproduced in his dream. lle was back again to the Twelfth Night of 1 Jur llundred Days in Europe, at the l-Bleak House, the home of Nicholas Nicklebyf' Hur Mutual Friend. There he had met lflsie Yernerf' The Fair hlaid of l'erth, and there The lllithdale Romance began. They had often chatted Myer the Teacupsu with The Auto- crat of the Breakfast Table, and frequently visited The Uld Curiosity Shop, Une day in Kliddlemarch, he was summoned to the front by Richard III. .Xfter fighting In the Ranks In the Kings Country, he was captured as The Spy Under False Colours, and thrown into St Roman's XX'ell. llis Letters to Elsie Yernerv ceased, yet she watched for them with Great lixpectationsf' XX'ith the aid of Two Gentlemen of Verona, he made his escape with l recaution, and re- turned again to Elsie Yernerf' Ifler Needless Alarm for him was over, and there was Much Ado about Nothing when she remembered how long it had been since she re- 32 OUT DIRE ceived his last letter. .Xfter The Tempest The l.overs walked to The llpen Nvindowf' lt was t'Twilight and the birds were singing their evening song. They listened to the little brook whispering and laughing softly as it danced along Under the tlld lflmf' .Ns The tlld Clock on the Stairs was strik- ing, he opened his eyes. lle looked around for his lflsie, but found A'She Came and XYent only in his dream. lt, lf. ll. 'If,. IN THE DESERT, tlnce upon a time a caravan set out across the desert, laden with rich merchandise for a far distant market. Some of the camels carried pig-skins full of the rarest wines of the tlrient, other rare species, tapestries and silken cloth. flu l7ahanger's camel was a load of salt. lt was the hope of each merchant to reach the tiolden tiity at the time when the liajahs entered by the tiolrlen tiate, for if they were fortunate enotigh to arrive at this time, they were permit! ted to enter and to follow the royal train to the court, where their wares brought fabulous sums. To be sure, the tiolden tiate was not forbidden to every body. lt swung open at any time to a privileged few: such as the messengers of the king, or princes, or anyone bearing merchandise so precious and so costly, that only kings could purchase: but no common vendor could hope to enter except in the rear of the liajalrs train. which came yearly to visit the Holden City. The merchants urged their camels on, desirous of reaching the Holden liate at the proper time. lioremost in the lead was lfahanger, whose heart burned with the mad desire of being the tirst to enter the tlolden tiate with his wares. L'ufortunately, however, but halfway across the barren desert, as they paused to rest at an oasis, his camel became lame. ln vain he urged it to arise and to continue its journey, the poor beast could not do so under its great load. Sack by sack he lessened its weight, at lirst throwing it otl' grudgingly and with sighs, for he wanted to lose as little as possible of his prospective fortune, but even rid of the entire load the camel could not arise. ,Xfter delaying with liahanger for two days and nights, the caravan was obliged to go on without him. l'oor lfahanger was desolate. lfor four flltji and tour nights he watched and waited, hoping that at any moment he might go on, but his camel, though able lt: stand it little gmtl to walk a little, was unable lo carry the sacks of salt. Hzxllflll has indeed forgotten med' he Cflfffli beating his breast and tearing his mantle to pieces, for even if his camel were able to con- tinue the long hot journey, it would be useless, because he would arrive too late to enter the tiolden tjate. Thus discouraged and worn out after the long days of waiting, he sat down to rest under a palm. Presently a bee began to btizz around him, but he paid little heed. Ah woe is mel tlf all men I ani most miserable! t lf all dooms mine is most unjustl XVhy should I, with life beating strong in my pulses, and am- bition burning in my heart, be treated thus? The bee, growing tired of buzzing around, set- tled on the back of Fahanger's hand, but stung him not. XX'here there are bees there is honey, he thought. lle arose quickly and followed the bee, forgetting for the time his misery and mis- fortunes, forffettinff the heat and barrenness of 5 m . the desert, Un and'on he went, until he came to a?- could it be the Garden of Allah? lt was a beautiful oasis full of flowers of all de- scriptions and colors, and as he entered a rare and delicious perfume filled his nostrils. He had entered the rose gardens of 4 lmar Khayyani. Now Umar lihayyam was a sage who had the miraculous power of transmuting the most C0111- things of earth into something brecious. fame had spread into far countries, and mon llis many pilgrims sought him to beg his wizard touch, but for a generation or more his where- abouts had remained unknown. No living crea- ture had ever been able to discover him. Only the bees knew, and following the bee, Fahanger found himself in Umar Khayyanrs presence. Now liahanger was a youth of gracious mien and pleasing withal. Xvith straightforward speech he told his story and Umar was touched by his tale. lle bade him go and bring his camel thither, and without a word Fahanger did as he was bid, little knowing who the man was. Xvhen he returned, Umar said, Thou dost not know who l am, Fahanger. lflast thou never heard of Umar Khayyamin XYith a low cry of surprise lfahanger fell at his feet, for now he thought he cottld reach the Golden City. and that tlmar would change his salt into precious stones, and he would be far richer for his delay, But alas, his hopes were in vain, for instead Umar continued, Thou thinkest that be- cause l am I lmar Khayyam I can grant thee what thou most desirest. Nay Fahanger, that would be wrong. livery man must be his own al- chemist. Have patience. Here, if thou wilt, on these dry sands shallst thou lind such secrets, that when thou dost liually win the Golden Gate. it shall be with wares that shall gain for thee a N GUI-DIRE royal entrance, but thou must remain with me and I shall show thee how to lind these secrets. Fahanger consented, and when the moon shone white and full in the heavens, Umar sent him into the gardens to pluck rose leaves. This is thy work, he said, every night must thou all these jars with rose petals and sprinkle them with the magic water of the fountain. 'ZX task for poets, thought Fahanger as he set to work diligently: but the thorns began to tear his fingers, and his back began to hurt, and the hiss- ing and rustling in the grass warned him of the presence of snakes, Night after night he con- tinued his work until long months had passed. At times he became overcome by a mad desire to slip away on his camel, which was now quite well. Xllas he not wasting his life in this lonely place? Then the words of Omar, Patience, have patience, Fahang-er, came to him and he would take a new grip on things. At last one day towards the close of the long hot summer, Omar called him to him and said, Fahanger, I have watched thee continually since thou hast been here, and I think thou de- servest thy reward, for thou hast proved thyself worthy to be a sharer of my secrets. Come, I will show thee. Seest thou this tiny vial? lt weighs but a rupee and yet princes would give one-half of their kingdoms if they could but ob- tain it. It contains the marvelous perfume of my roses. Take it, Fahanger, and proceed to the Golden City. Behold the gift of the desert, this is thy reward for thy patient service in its soli- tudefl So saying, Omar Khayyam placed the vial in Fahanger's hand and bade him good-bye. Then Fahanger went forth, and the camel. healed in the long wait, bore him swiftly across the sands to the Golden City, and the Golden Gate which would not open to any common vendor, swung wide for Fahanger. llrinces brought their pearls to exchange for drops of his perfume, and kings their bags of gold. livery- where he went, the sweetness of the magic attar opened for him a way and won for him a wel- come. Xklhenever he saw a head bowed down under misfortune he would whisper Clmar's words and stop to teach tlmar's lesson, that from the commonest experiences of life may be distilled its greatest blessingsf, l.I.. ll.'1q. liliil SUMMER NIGHTS. The water lapping softly, Against my little boat, Makes music sweet Unto my ears, .Xnd through the years, .Ns on I float, No sound so very meet: For me no music costly. Stars over the whole world shine, tliently winds are blowing llirds calling sweet, The waving trees, The balmy breeze, The cows' soft lowing, .Nnd all the summer heat: T'is of all the loveliest time. 1. M. 12. 15. MY PET CROW. -lim was captured by the employment of an energetic small boy to climb the pine tree where the nest was. .Xfter being lifted from the nest, he was gently put into a bag and lowered by a cord to the ground. lle was then taken home and put in a barrel. In the bottom of this, many small sticks had been placed for him to catch hold of with his feet. lle continually cried for food, and even kept on siluawking with his mouth full. Until he could be perched outside his barrel, lim was given a diet of milk-soaked bread. Presently he was placed on the low roof of the woodshed, and taught to fly. After this lesson was learned, he became a self-sustaining member of the house- hold, and by no means the least conspicuous member. lle had the free range of the garden and of the farm. He never molested the garden or the lield corn, in spite of the many opportunities. The reason for this may be because he could easily get food at the kitchen door!scraps fallen from the garbage-pail, for instance, for crows are natural scavengers, and they are very fond of meat and fish. No effort was made to confine him, yet he showed no desire to join his feathered fellows. ln fact he seemed to fear his own kind, and when wild crows came into the garden, he would fly for the protection of the woodshed. He never molested any of the numerous robin and held-sparrow nests about the place, simply be- cause he could get food elsewhere. Isle turned out to be very beneficial in the garden. XYhen the gardener picked up a hoe or a fork, and started out to cultivate, lim would come walking with that quaint, or rather uncer- tain sidelongi gait of his tribe, and follow the rows of fresh-turned earth behind the gardener, 33 34 oUr- DIRE pouncing upon every white grub in sight. Thev were evidently his favorite morsel, as he would frctpuently neglect other worms when the fat white ones were plentiful. llis capacity for these gruhs seemed unlimited, and when you re- member that one white grub can kill in a single night a cauliflower which is worth fifteen cents to a gardener, -lim is seen to have had a very positive commercial value. Another item of .lim's dict was mice. XYe first found this out after the corn had been shocked and the fields frozen, for he used to follow anyone who went out to the barn for a load of fodder, and hover over the box as it was lifted. Frequently, mice would scurry out from beneath, and ,lim would pounce down upon them with astonishing speed, and apparently kill them with one tweak of his bill. Then he would hide them. It was curious to watch him hide things. .Xny small shining object particularly attracted him, and he would spend hours attempting to hide bits of crockery in the dog's ear. ,Tack's ear seemed to be his favorite hiding place. -lim would hop upon the dog's head, drop his treasure into -lack's ear, then carefully fold the ear-Flap down. -lack did not seem to mind this if he were awake, but if he were trying to sleep, it provoked him greatly, for -Tim would follow him from place to place and repeat the offense, lt seems to me that crows might be taught to talk, lt is said that if you would slit their tongues they could talk. Certainly ,lim said l'apa, as plain as most babies do when they are being shown off. We found our pet dead one morning, no doubt from having eaten too much, for he seemed to like to eat better than to do anything else. Al- though he seemed to desire only human com- panionship, our pet never showed any affec- tion. He would let you stroke his head, seem- ingly because he enjoyed the sensation, but if you attempted to pick him up-away he would fly. Nevertheless we missed ,lim greatly, for we never have had another pet like him. i hi. 'I5. WILL OF THE SENIOR CLASS. a member of the Senior Class, attending Xlmchester School, Fifth avenue, being of sound mind, memory and understandingi do make, publish and declare this to be my last will and testament. ' .Xfter the payment of our debts, I devise and bequeath all of our estate, consisting main- ly of school property, old customs, honors, and privileges to the members of the upper school, VIZ.: To the Eighth Grade-the new Ninth: The honor of moving down to the first floor, .Xn honor I know that young 'girls just adoreg To be counted as members of the upper school, .-Xnd promising to go by our great Golden Rule. To the Ninth Grade-the new Tenth: The honor of stepping up one other place, .Xnd looking all daily tasks square in the face, Uf coming nearer and nearer the long-wished- for goal, As days, weeks, and months swiftly past you do roll. To the Tenth Gradewthe new Juniors: The honor of giving the ever-famed dance, tThe thoughts of which make every one prancel. - XYith its planning and troubles, perplexities great, .Xs it takes every penny for giving this fete. To the -luniors-the new Seniors: The honor of being the great Senior Class, ttf owning the book shelves with doors made of glassy Uf possessing the dignified set-apart nook, XYhere all things in order, give a neat, tidy look. The honor of reproving small chatt'ring girls, .Xll a-shaking their heads with their long, bob- bing curlsg XYho pass swiftly and merrily along through the halls, .Xnd who turn a deaf ear to our soft warning calls. The honor of being the guests at the ball, lfor which plans are made throughout the whole fall, .Xnd for which you no longer your money must pay 1 llut when clocks strike out one you no longer Can stay. The honor of roaming about at your will, tXever once being told that you must be more still PU, To the library, lawn, or perhaps to the roofg lie as faithful as we if you need any proof. T nominate and appoint the President of the Senior Class the executress of this our last will and testament. XYitness my hand and seal, this the tenth day of May, nineteen hundred and fifteen. L. H., IIS. S OUI- DIRE 35 Signed, sealed and delivered by the testatrix as our last will and testament, and attested by us as witnesses at her request in her pres- ence. and in the presence of each other. fx. ., IS, . v . IL. P. lx., 15, XYitnesses. THE VITAL QUESTION. One morn thc Seniors trampled in And each one wore a worried grin. Since no one knew who was to blame, They questioned each as in they came. They went the rounds of each in turn fT'l1e Seniors still a lot must learnj' Ilut soon the charge the dears denier And thus th' accused were put aside. i XYhen each had asked of each around, And everyone said quickly, No, The ten o'clock scholar arrived, The myst'ry to unwind contrived. lYhy, girls, you are all blind! I'm sure the culprit I can find. IYithout delay I-I. D. she spied, Endeavoring hard herself to hide. Alia, she cried, 'tis as I thought, She did it or perhaps forgot, lint anyhow we now do know NYho's bringing F. to be her beau. S. E. I. 'r5. A DAY AT MELROSE. Two summers ago my father and mother and I. while traveling in Scotland, were very much disappointed in the continued wet weather, and welcomed gladly any day' of even the most feeble sunshine. On one of these rare, bright days we decided to visit Melrose and the home of VValter Scott. Xkfe left Edinburgh early in the morning, from the great Ikfaverly station, which was crowded with incoming and outgoing travelers. of the confusion, our train and we were soon slipping green fields and stretches of saw many interesting old I'Iowever, in spite was easily found, along by pleasant woodland. NWC places among which was Bothwick Castle, where M-ary Queen of Scots, at one time took refuge, accompanied by Bothwell. Melrose is not far from lldinburgh, and it seemed but a short time until we were alighting at the little old town. From Melrose we took the coach to Abbotts- ford, the home of Scott. On such a bright, clear day as this, the ride was most enjoyable. Ifrom time to time we caught glimpses of the silver Tweed, fiowing smoothly between its low, green banks. Ijeyond it we could see the bare Iiildon lfills. to which Scott so often re- fers. Ilike to think that sometimes, accom- panied by his dogs, he himself walked on these very hills. XYheu we had nearly reached Ab- bottsford, an old ivy-covered border tower was pointed out to us. In the days when England and Scotland were at war, these towers on the border between the two countries were very necessary. XYe soon were able to see the roof and turrets of Abbottsford, and, a few minutes after, we arrived. .Xbbottsford itself is situated rather low on the banks of the Tweed, and we had to descend a slight hill to reach it. The house is light buff in color, and it was very beautiful in the midst of its green lawns and bright yellow flowers. XVe could have spent a day in the gar- dens, which were all in bloom. Beautiful red and white roses, climbing over the walls, made a lovely picture against the green ivy. Reluc- tantly leaving them we passed into the great entrance hall. A huge, stone fireplace almost fills one wall, and at either end are two mailed figures, fully armed. These give a stern and warlike appearance to the room, and we felt as if Ivanhoe or cruel Front-de-Iloeuf stood wait- ing to greet us. The walls, covered with trophies and pieces of armor, made the place seem like a great mediaeval castle. There are also many interesting things in the library. Above the fireplace hangs a very good paint- ing of Scott, with his favorite dog lying at his feet. In the great baywindow overlooking the Tweed is a case in which lies the little black and white marble crucifix which Mary, Queen of Scots, carried at the time of her execution. The room, with its view of the Tweed, is one of the pleasantest in the house. But the room in which I was most interested was Scott's own studv. My first impression of it was of a room filled withibooks. Not one square inch of wall space is left uncovered and, since the ceiling is high, a little gallery runs around the room, from which books at the top of the wall may be reached. The great desk, where Scott did his writing, stands under a window overlook- 36 QUT DIRE ing the gardens, 'lille fact lllllt sollle of his best lull lks were written here lll1lllL' tllis Slllllllt l'OOlll sec-nl verv XX'llllllL'l'ltll. llowever, we had still other things to see, so we llalle good-bye to ,Xllllllttsfol'll. flllfl clinlllell into the coach for l Jry llurgh Abbey. After eating lllllcll at a little village, we soon arrived at l.Jl'ylllll'Qll. The Abbey, now only a lovely grove sur- l'lllll, is very beautiful. .X loullds it and luakes a dark, green liPZlCliAQ'1'OllllCl for the old cloisters Zllltl XVlIll'l4'lXY5 wllicll are still stallding, llere, ill a little corner of the ruinell chapel, stands Scotts lfllllll. lt St'ClllS verv fitting tllat he should be lllll'lCfl here. for lJTi'lllll'Q.'l'l ,Xbbey was one of the places wllicll llC'llJYL'tl turist. The arcllitectllre of the Abbey is NOl'll'l2lll and very interesting. ,'XCl'lOlllll'lg it was the old 1llUll2lSlCI'j' of wllicll nothing now lQl'Il2llllS except the valllted wine-cellars of the old lnonks. The windows are of a pillkisll- colored stone. Zllltl are particularly beautiful. The only thing now left to see was Melrose Abbey. This Abbey, sonle distance lil'Ol'll Ury- llurgh, is also in 1'l,llllS. llut Melrose is ll'lllCll larger, alld lllIll'C of its ruins are stancling. Our Qlllflk' at this .Xlllley was very fullllv. lle talked all the lllllt' wllicll, of course, he was supposed to do, lllllf l have never heard sllcll a Yillllllllllgi discourse before. lle called our attention to the l'4'u'Il and the floor ill the very same breath. and filled ill all the pallses hy quoting poetry. lle certainly kllew his gC4l'tt well, for he never ran out of Kllllillillllillli. l'le showed us the old grave of Michael Scott, wllicll was supposed to have been opened one lligllt by a lllflll who thought tllat a book. containing the great sec- rets of life, was buried ill it. ln fact he evell showed us the very crack ill the stone slab which lay over it. Near tllis grave is a very inA teresting tllillg wllicll has just been discovered within the last few years. lt seenls tllat the windows ofthe .Xlllley all represent solnething, and one of the windows contains a heart.. lliercell witll an arrow, the Syllllilll of the great ll4lllQ'l2lS fanlily. llpon lFlll'lllt'l' investigation it was found tllat just llnder the svnlhol lie graves in wllicll l-ZllllVlllS lllL'lllllL'l'S of the Doug- las fanlily have been buried. K The 7ll'CllllL'L'llll'C of Melrose is verv wonder- flll. Xu two of the great windows,fwhich, as l said before all represent S4'llllCllllllQ,', are alike. Une in the shape t1ffLC1'l'1Ss represents Calvary, and IlllHlllL!I', witll tllree parts blending into onie, l'4'lP.l'L'Sk'lll.9- lllt' lloly Trinity. .Xnother llllC1'- iollvlly' window I9 one ill the shape of rl heart, which IS called the heart of llruce. The conn- try people about Melrose used to beliCVC that XVllC1l the 1TlOOll sllone through tllis heart on the grave of Michael Scott, the grave would again open. But the window is so placed that the JTIOOTI can never shine through it, SO, of course. no one has ever proved this. The frieze which rulls around the walls of the Ab- lley is lllade up of collventionalized leaves, and no one of these leaves is exactly like allotller. .Xt first we refused to believe this, for there seellls to be llliles of frieze. However, on in- vestigating ollrselves at places wllcre it eanle near the ground, we found tllat here, at least. L'2lCll leaf was ill SOll'lC way different frolll the otllers. .Xt the corners of the walls are gro- tesque little l'lQ'll1'CSOfSlO1lC.SOlllC of tl'lClll very fulllly. Une ill particular lllflt is quite fZl1ll011S, is the figure of a pig playing the bagpipe. He is perclled up there so carelessly, and is play- ing so gaily, tllat you wallt to dance the nlin- llte you see llllll. ,Al'tI'lfllQl' interesting figure is a little head of all angel. She is lE1llQil'llllgHlCI'- rily, Zlllfl looks so carefree and happy tllat she HL'L'lllS ZllllltlSl alive. The architect of Melrose nlust have had a lllk'l'I'y heart. for all these lit- tle tigures are laughing and gay. The Abbey is surrounded by a small graveyard, and it is said illfll XYllCll the nloon shines down on the old ruins Zlllfl the wllite tonlbstones. it looks like a llit of fairyland itself, lke left the .Xbbey slowly Zlllfl reluctantly. As we tllI'llL'fl for a last look, a bright QlC2l1l1 from the setting sun, which SllO11C through the great Trillity window, covered the ruined lxalls witll a wonderful golden glow Ztllfl left us a sweet Illlfl beautiful lllClllOl'V of Melrose. , M. D. L., 16. A RAIN STORM IN THE GRAND CAN- YON OF ARIZONA. Une Sllllll1lCl' about four years ago while visiting the lil'1lllKl Canyon we saw a 1llOSt in- teresting Illlfl extraordinary sight, one that, ill the llllllly years people have known of the Can- yon, has occurred only once or twice. All lllOl'lllllQf huge, dark clouds had slowly beell Q'lllllLTl'lllQ' above the Canyon alld lightning had been streaking across the sky, followed by distant, lloonlillg thunder. After l1lllCllCOll the clouds l7CL'1ll'llC evell lllore tlll'CZltCl'llll,Q' and yet where we sat on the rilll of the lllarvelous chasnl lllill the Colorado River has formed, the sun shone brightly. XVhen the stornl hnally broke ill the Canyon, everyone of us ruslled headlong for the veranda of El Tovaf. fllllb' Qxpeeting to get S out-mar. 37 a wetting before we reached its shelter. lint the rain did not follow us: it stayed, as if bound by a spell, jt1st beyond the rim. lt seemed to us as if we were in a theatre watching a play, for while we sat in the stmshine we watched the lightning and the pouring rain, saw the trees on the edge bend over so far that it seemed they must break and crash to the bottom, and heard the thunder. now crackling and crashing close at hand, again roaring and reechoing in the dis- tance. Gradually, as if yielding to some greater power, the rain ceased, the wind died away, and in the mist which rose from the Canyon there faintly appeared an unusual rainbow, for the sun- light was retiected in such a way that it formed a perfect circle. Xkihile we gazed, almost breath- less, the colors deepened until they became ex- ceedingly brilliant. In the few spots where tiie mist that surrounded the rainbow had lifted, the richer, deeper shades of the grotesque rocks peeped through. Although the vision faded all too quickly, in those brief moments it made a strikingly beautiful and never-to-be-forgotten picture. XYhen the mist had entirely lifted, the Can- yon lay in a glory of splendid colors, seemingly proud that it had given its best for our pleasure. A KI. li. H. 'i6. DECK SPORTS. One summer, while crossing the Atlantic ocean on the Imperator, many amusements were planned to entertain the guests. Those which interested me most were the t'Deck Sportsf' These took place on the top-most deck, a part of which was roped off for those who had entered them. Boys and girls went around with paper and pencil asking the passen- gers to sign their names under the name of the sport they wished to take part in. After a sulii- cient number had signed, the games commenced. First there was a potato race for girls. Rows. consisting of seven potatoes for each one, were The plan was to pick run back to the other a pail. A whistle was The girls seemed to ac- placed upon the deck. these up with a spoon, end, and put them into blown and all were off. complish this very easily at first and for a time it looked as though there would be a tie, but towards the end, the ship gave a lurch, making all the potatoes roll to one side. A great dis- pute would have then arisen concerning the Winner of the race, if one of the girls had not reached the pail with her last potato just at this moment. -- After this came a contest for men and boys C2lllCfl UTl1C Pillflw light on the spar. For this a large pole was stretched from a small deck house to the railing of the ship. Two boys each with a pillow in one hand would then sit across the spar. The one who could knock the other off tirst was the winner. ,Ns they were not al- lowed to touch anvthing with the other hand they had to balance themselves the best way they could. .Xs many of them were very clever at this stunt, it lasted for quite a while be- fore anyone was proclaimed the winner. Third on the program came the three-legged race for ladies. This caused more laughter than any of the others, as there was one couple which was very amusing. Une girl had on white ten- nis shoes, and a wide white skirt: the other wore black high-heeled slippers, purple stock- ings and a narrow skirt. The latter not being able to take long steps, had to be pulled and dragged along by her partner. .Xs their oppo- nents were simplv dressed, everybody thought, of course, that they would easily win the race. llut,-this was not so easy. The whistle was blown and they were off. Much to the surprise of everyone it was a tie. They ran a second time. This also was a tie, llut the third time the girl with the high-heeled slippers draffffed 1 5 . Pu ' 65 along, almost carried by her partner, won the race. Then arose great applause and cheering. Une of the most amusing sports was the sack race for men. in this each man tied himself in a bag and had to race from one end of the course to the other. Some of them tried to run, but as this was impossible, they consequently fell down. tlne man was quite an expert at this, as he knew exactly how it must be done. He gave long hops, jumping with both feet together and therefore had no ditticulty in winning. Following this came the needle and thread race for men and women. They stood in a row opposite each other, the women at one end holding the needles and the men at the other with the thread. liach man had to run to the woman opposite him, thread the needle, then run back again with it. This was a ditlicult task as they had to thread the needle without touch- ing it., The one who accomplished this tirst was This race was most unique as it showed the adaptability of the men, for the one who won it proved to be a regular bachelor. Then came one of the most interesting sports of the dav, the l'ounding Nail contest for women, .X box, hammer and nails were given to each woman. They then had to pound the nails straight in the box. if one was pounded in crooked, it had to lie taken out and put in the winner. 38 OUT- DIRE again. Very few could do this, but finally one young nonian accomplished the feat. The last was a shoe race for children. Each girl and boy took off his or her shoes and put them into a large bag which was placed at one end of the deck, Starting at the opposite end they were to run to the bag, dump the shoes out, put on their own pair, and then run hack to the starting point again. XYhoever accomplished this first was the winner. Une little girl, very much excited, reached the bag first, put on a pair of shoes, and ran back to the starting point. liut much to her dismay, she found that she had on mismates. She then ran all the way back again: hut. by this time, a little fellow, much younger, found his shoes, put them on, even laced them up, and reached the starting point first. Thus he was proclaimed the winner. Everyone, very much surprised, crowded around him and congratulated him upon his quickness. The prizes were then awarded to the winners. These were spoons, penknives, and cups with a picture of the Tmperator upon them. They had been donated by the commodore of the ship. This ended a most enjoyable afternoon, not only for the contestants, but also for the audience. D. L. '16, THE ERL-KING. CTrar1s1ated from the Germanj XYho rides through the night and the wind so wild? A father, it is, with his little childg lie has his little son well in his arm, He holds him closely, he keeps him warm. My son, what makes you your pale face hide See, father, the wicked lirl-king l have spied The old Erl-king with his crown and train. 'fMy son, it is only the fog and rain. 'ff Jh, dear, sweet child, come go with me! Most beautiful toys l will give to thee: Many gay Howers I will give thee to holdg My mother has many a garment of gold. My father, my father, oh, do you not hear XYhat the Erl-king whispers soisoft in my ear? He still, he quiet, my little child, i In the dry leaves rustles the wind so mild. Uh, nice little boy. will you gn with me? My daughters gladly will wait on thee: My daughters will put you to sleep at night, ljy singing and dancing so soft and light. My father, my father, and do you not see The Erl-king's daughters in yonder dark tree. My son, it is naught but the willow so gray, That shines in the fog like a pale moon ray. pn Your beautiful form has captured my heart, And force I will use, if unwilling thou art! My father, my father, oh, do you not see llow the Erl-king is seizing and hurting me? The father rides fast and shudders to hear The groans of his own little son so dear, .-Xt last, with great trouble, he reaches the farm, Hut cold and dead is the child in his arm. M. D. L. 'I6. THE DEVELOPMENT OF ENGLISH DRAMA. About the eleventh century, the clergy be- gan to feel that the illiterate mass of people should be taught more about the Bible than the Latin services could give. .Xccordingly they arranged tableaux in the chaneel of the church and acted out scenes for each festival day. For instance, on Christmas, they repre- sented Christ in the manger. A star, strung on a wire from one end of the church to the other, guided some shepherds to the manger. The English knew only of English shepherds, so the costumes were not those of shepherds in the lloly Land. The little Child was rep- resented by a doll in a cradle, and the gifts of the shepherds were mittens, balls, and various other toys. The choir boys, singing hymns, were the angels. Un Good Friday the cruci- fix was buried and on Easter morn it was brought from the tomb. These representa- tions were in Latin and were always acted by the clergy. They were called Liturgical Plays. XYhen the Normans came into England, they brought the Miracle l'lays. These were plays based on saintly legends and Bible stories. The first recorded miracle play in England was given in honor of St. Katherine by the pupils in a school near St. Albans. At first they were controlled entirely by the Church, and pro- duced in the churches, then in the church- yards and later on the village green, or in the town streets. Gradually they passed out of the control of the Church and were performed by the Guilds for incorporated associations of various trades and crafts j. At length these miracle plays were arranged in series called cycles The cycles narrated events from the Creation to Doomsday, and were often elabor- ated by some imaginative author. In one Old N hai OUT- DTRE 39 cycle it mentions Noah's wife, and states that she insisted on spinning and would not enter the ark. She disliked the shape, for she said she could not tell the front from the back! At last, as the tlood rises higher and higher, Noah picks her up, spinning wheel and all, and car- ries her to safety. The miracle plays were often given on page- ants. A pageant looked like a huge box on low wheels. This box was divided into two stories,-the lower one, enclosed by curtains, was used as a dressing room, and the upper one as a stage. The pageants were drawn through the town, stopping at each appointed place, and giving one play in the series. At each stopping place the townspeople gather- ed and could, by remaining in one spot, see the whole cycle from beginning to end. The cos- tumes of the actors were always in the latest English fashion, and the scenery was decided- ly crude. At almost the same time as the miracle plays came the Moralities. These were alle- gories, i. e., symbolic representations in which abstract qualities were personified. They showed every man's constant struggle with various temptations and evils. They were usually performed in courtyards, over which the balconies 'hung on three sides, leaving the fourth as a stage. One of the most famous plays of this kind is Everyman, in which the hero represents an ordinary human being, who is oppressed by earthly vanities. Gradually, humor began to enter more and more into these plays, until. the audience became more in- terested in the funny little evil spirits who hopped about and annoyed the hero, than in the good spirits who recited long religious moralizing speeches. About the middle of the sixteenth century, John Heywood introduced a new form of amusement called the Interlude. The Interludes were often performed between the courses of a banquet or immediately after it. They were short, comical plays, composed mostly of wit- ty conversations. Heywood's best-known work is 'KThe Four P's,,'-a dialogue between the Palmer, the Pardoner, the 'f'Poti- ti ti 'AP H Cary, an ie edlar. For a prize each man tries to tell the biggest lie. The Palmer wins, for his lie is that, in all his travels, he has never seen a woman out of patience! The only thing n-ow needed to make a regu- lar drama was the development of a plot and a cli-max. The first regular comedy, Ralph Roister Doisterf' was written by a Sql-10O1maS- ter and acted by his pupils. The plot turns on the importance of correct punctuation. l'oor Ralph, tricked by his friend, sent what he thought was a love letter to a fair widow. Sweet mistress whereas 1 love you nothing at all, Regarding your substance and riches chief of all, For your personage, beauty, demeanor and wit, f commend me unto you never a whit. Sorry to hear report of your good welfare. fly changing the punctuation to its correct position, we have what the hero reallv intend- ed to say: I Sweet mistress, whereas l love you: nothing at all Regarding your substance and riches: chief of all For your personage, beauty, demeanor and wit I commend me unto youi never a whit Sorry to hear report of your good welfare. The first English tragedy was Gorboduc or Ferrex and Porrexf' From this time on, drama developed in plot, characterization, and variety of subject matter. I. McC., '16. A VISIT FROM LAFAYETTE. fn 18.24, when Lafayette revisited the United States, he was to spend an evening in Frank- fort, Kentucky, The town was greatly ex- cited over this coming honor and eagerly set about to prepare his welcome. An entertain- ment committee was elected, consisting of the most prominent citizens. Among these was my great-great-aunt, Rfargaretta Brown, who was usually chosen for such duties because she was the wife of the judge. She was doubly pleased to find herself in this position. as Laf- ayette had been a friend of her own father. NYashington's army chaplain. and she herself knew him. But she heard with dismay that it was decided to hold a large ball in his honor, for, having been brought up in a strict Pres- byterian household, she felt that it would be wrong to go. However, preparations did not lag for want of her help. She did her best in decorating the city hall and in assisting with the refreshments. It was to be a delightful af- fair and Aunt Kfargaretta's part in the antici- pation made her wish to go more than ever. The day came only too rapidly, but every- thing was in readiness. At the appointed hour. even ,fudge flrown had been looked over and approved by his fond wife, and started oiif for ,to OUT- DIRE the ball with a pat and a kiss, for both he and his wife considered it his duty to be there as one of the leading' citizens. .Xs she watched the carriage roll down the drive into the dark- ness, ,Xunt llargaretta blinked hard. She was not too old lim be greatly disappointed. Xkhen she had shut the door on the cool spring night she went into the candle-lit drawing' room and. picking' up a book, resigned herself to a dull and lonely evening, In the meantime, the judge called for Lafay- ette and escorted him to the ball, XYhat a gorgeous spectacle it was! The ladies and gen- tlemen were dressed in the gayest of silks and satins, looking like a flock of brightly plttm- aged birds, and the hall itself was decorated with flowers and wreaths, .-Xt one end was the lirench Hag, and at the other, the new Ameri- can one. Lafayette, after paying his respects to the ladies present, asked the judge where Klrs. Iirown was, for he had expected to see her in the receiving line. I-Ier husband explain- ed that she felt that her conscience would not allow her to attend a dance. In that case, receive me at her said Lafayette, would she home The judge was by no means doubtful ' ' ' ' see Lafayette, and of his wifes willingness to so together they slipped away from the ball. Imagine the surprise and delight of .Xunt Margaretta when. a short time later, the bell tang and the Marquis de Lafayette was an- nounced! The three spent a long' evening' talk- ing' together, and, though the ball may have been delightful in spite of the absence of the guest of honor, I am sure that himself more than that same my aunt, and her husband. no one enjoyed guest of honor, gk. lx., IU OUR REALIZATION OF PROBLEM. THE INDIAN Last year, during the latter part of August, father, mother and I took a motor trip through New York state, As the weather was beauti- ful and the roads excellent, our trip proved to be a very lovely one. Hn either side of the road stretched miles and miles of well-tended vineyards, broken here and there by fields of wheat, corn, and buckwheat. Swarms of bees were buzzing in the fields and the sweet smell of the buckwheat was wztfted through the air. Ifinally this scene of abundance and wealth was changed. Un either side of the road now stretched fields, desolate and untilled. XYC were amazed at this sudden change and wondered why these acres and acres of good gTOL1HCl had been thus left, untilled. Soon we came to a lit- tle Indian village. Here we stopped a few minutes to study more carefully the pitiable sight which lay before us. It may well be called pitiable when one thinks, on the one hand, of the Indians of long ago, the cordial welcomers of our forefathers landing on this continent, and then, on the other hand, sees the Indian of to- day, deceived, robbed in commercial transactions, and gradually driven from home either by force or by treaties, which we must acknowledge to our shame, have been repeatedly disregarded. This village consisted of about ten wretched shanties, built side by side in a straight row. Their dilapidation was terrible, The windows, of which there were few, were mostly broken. leaned to one side and looked as if with one would tumble to pieces. be empty except for the In fact, the shanties so were so infirm, that it strong gust of wind' they Inside, they appeared to dirt and filth. The yards were filled with tin cans and rubbish heaps. The Indians. of whom there were about fifty. seemed to be in the same dreadful condition as their homes. The men were poorly clad in citizens' clothing, consumptive 1 the women, igno- rant, nntidy: the children, scrawny, sickly, dirty and half-naked. Their idleness and slothfulness was only too apparent. The men sat on the rickety doorsteps smoking their pipes, while the women stood, lazily talking or scolding their children, who were playing in the dirty yards with a few thin, hungry looking dogs. Except for the children there seemed to be practically no life in the village. When we had seen all that we wished to see, we returned to the machine and continued our journey. Soon we had left the Indian colony far behind and vineyards again stretched before our eyes. Ilut we could not forget the Indians and their wretched homes. How could we! :Xl- though twenty decades have passed since our civilization first reached this continent, hundreds -yes, thousands-of Indians are still living in ignorance and superstition. XYe now realized that this fact constitutes the Indian Problem. That the Indian is confused in mind as to his status and very much at sea as to our purpose toward him is not surprising. Treated as an enemy at first, overcome, driven from his lands, given by a treaty a distinct boundary which was never to be changed while water runs and grass grows, he later found himself pushed beyond that boundry, negotiated with, and then set down upon a reservation, half captive: half protege. XVhat could an Indian, simple thinking and di- S xfk..-aa-lail U U I l satan 4, I rect of mind, 'think of all this? For centuries the Indian has been our creditor. XVe have enriched our language and our literature with his words, his romance. his tragedy and his heroism. We have made ourselves his neighbors. Can we evade a neighbors obligation? The solution of this Indian I'roblem is edu- cation and that Christian education applied con- tinuously and persistently. There are in the United States, exclusive of Alaska, 330,639 Indians, according to the latest reports. Okla- homa leads with an Indian population of tt7,27.t. Delaware is last in the list, having but tive ac- cording to reports. Of course, many degrees or steps in civilization are represented. Some are barely removed from barbarismi others are highly civilizedi still others are on middle ground. Certain things must be done to help the Indian in the onward march of civilization, or he will be trampled under foot and left be- hind. In order that the general educational work may bring the greatest possible results, there are a few details yet to be worked out. In the first place, tribal life must vanish. In 1987 Congress passed a bill known as the Dawes Bill, which provided for allotment to individual Indians of Indian lands held in common. The independ- ence of individual ownership is absolutely essen- tial for the best development of any individual. In the second place, there must be an improve- ment of the Indian's health and home, Accord- ing to the Indian Bureau, about 25,000 Indians are suffering from tuberculosis. It is also esti- mated that more than 60,000 Indians in the United States are suffering from trachoma. Thousands of Indians live in mud lodges, tepees, or wikiups, while others live on dirt floors and under the most terrible unsanitary conditions. Therefore the improvement of the housing and homes of the Indians is one of the most impor- tant features of the work. In the third place the government must build and operate etiicient edu- cational institutions, The work of these schools is of the greatest importance in the uplift, edu- cation and Christianization of the Indians of this country. In the fourth and last place, the Indian must be conserved. Land, forests, and minerals must be preserved, but only for the development of all that is best in the owners of such property. Then Christian education must be given lirst place. Teachers are needed in the Indian Service, men and women with enthusiasm and with svm- pathy. It has been said that the true teacher is an inspirer, and teaches his pupils to want some- thing, This is what we must teach the Indian, to want something, Xte should control less and should help more l'atcrnalism must change to fraternalism, There are no means bv which an Indian can be made to do anything, but there are many means by which he can be led, Rl,lt.Kl.'1o. A DAY IN YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK. liarly on Saturday morning nine coaches left l,ittle tieyscr Inn, planning to reach 4 Fld Faithful Inn the same evening. The sun had just risen on a day that promised to be beautiful and birds were everywhere singing their happy songs of greeting to the morning. .-X wooded hill rose on one side of the road and on the other side stretched green meadows, marked here and there by small, clear mtwuntain-streams. llefore us were the mountains themselves, their peaks white with the snows of many winters. In our coach were three young school teachers, who spent most of their time eating chocolates, and a young bride and husband, who were so in- tensely interested in each other that they certainly were not aware of the presence of any of the rest of us. There was also an elderly lady, evidently accustonied to having everything arranged for her own convenience, for she complained contin- ually of the thick white alkali dust which filled our eyes and throats. as if it lay in our power to get rid of it. My father, and mother, several gentlemen, and I, completed the party in our stage-coach. After riding for about three hours. our coach and the coach just behind us stopped at I.one Star tleyser. This geyser does not erupt at reg- ular intervals, but we had the very good fortune to see it in action. A great mass of boiling water shot up in a solitary column to a height of nearly two hundred feet. lt made a thundering roar and filled the air with a thick warm vapor. Then, al- niost as quickly as the water had risen, it fell back again into its cone-shaped basin. lVe had dropped several miles behind the other stages to see the Lone Star, so the drivers were urging their horses forward at their best speed in order to make up lost time. lYe were then driv- ing along a lonely stretch of road shut in on either side by deep forests. Suddenly our coach stopped with a jerk. A masked man, carrying a great revolver which he pointed at us, stepped in-to the stage and calmly said, l'lands Cp. Most of the passengers, thoroughly frightened. put their hands up without hesitation, but others 4, QUI-DIRE serfinihled ln get their Yzilunhles out nf sight, and iniineflinlelx' the 1'exwflx'e1' seemed to he turned fli- ieellx' nplni exch fine nf them. lle held his pistol against his vietimnk hm-lieznl until he had shelled Hin. lfiwnn nn' fnllier, :nnwng nlhel' Cflllli he Hlilziimwl :1 Senlvli hzllf peiiny. ,l'l2llllCl' had em'- 1-ledrln-en1qie1'pieee flq1'1i1:111yye111's.Qilllingilhis lnelw peinn. :ind wus w1'1'v lu lnse it. The Wfulig n-glqligl-QI1iilflly.,He1'erl the thief elwewlzites, which he :icvepn-il, hut nevertheless insisted upon hm'- ing their rings :is well. 'llhe man went tlirongh the lwn eonelies in this inzlnner, :ind then fluiclv ly jinnping' frmn the vehicle was :it once enm- plelelx' lust tn view in the dense wmmd. Alter fl sliwrt pause at fl Park llllllllll eznnp funn which swldiers were sent ln pursue the han! dit, we jnnrneyerl nn :ind reneherl llld lfziithfnl :lt fnni' ffelweli. We went l1llll1ClllfllCly tw see the geyser, even hefwre giving in the lnn. We were L'S1lCL'lIlllj' interested in its hnsin which h:1d lmeen Lffilllllllllj' f4ll'lllC1l hy the x':n'i-Ins llllllCl'fll Sllll- slzlnees rlepnsitwl hy the water, Xlwst uf the llllslll is .if ll pure while SUllSlZlllCC hut rnvvunfl the wp :lnrl 'in une side ure lwznids nf hrighl yellow. green, find pnvple, 'lihe wider itself is 21 elezn' lvlue :ind cnntinnully hniling. This geyser de- serves its nznne fin' it erupts 1'egulz11'ly eve1'ylmL11', slmntiiig up flhnut El hundrefl 211111 twenty-live feet intn the :Lili XYe twink nur wily lnwzml the lnn, which is Z1 inznnnifwlh lng ezihin, furnished lliiwiiglifmt in El luxurinus ezlhin style with rustic furniture :ind llnin-s wweiwl with hriglil lnrlizln hlznilccls. Hnee inside we 2111 gzltliered :nvwnnrl the great when Fire- plnce In ziwzmil the snlrliers. They slum :11'1'ivefl :ind lzlifl hefnre ns Ylll'll1llS articles which the mh- luei' had thi'-vwn ziwziy :ls nf nn Vnlne tn him, .hlllllllg these things my fzlllier lnunrl his lucky penny. We went In sleep that night quite enntenl with Uni' day since we hull seen many unusual and hezlntiful sights und gilsn heezlnse we were the nnh' pe'-ple whn had 112111 the linnnr nf heing held np in Yellnwstwiie ljnrlc f4ll'1rYCl'l1Illl 11 eenlurv. C. XI.'16.' THE FEAST OF THE LANTERNS. The lllllflllllglll lily in SllX'L'l'5' hzws :iuimss Nlir- mlfil- H -1 A A .. XL. lln deep hlne slxx xx.1s Llnndless :ind sluddul with gnlrlen stars. ,The luke itself, nl- wiiys pezxeeful :md ezmlm, was ns sxnuulli ns glass. lwnilfling lights shnwefl the lneutirm of the village :ind the sunnnei' villages. while, on the rwlln-1' Flll4il'CS nf the Inlfe, the trees which grew elfise ln the edge mst dznrlc :ind grotesque shadows over the waters. It was the night of the Feast of the Lanterns. Every available Canoe and rowhoat was decor- ated with brightly colored japanese lanterns, In color, the lanteriis were gay reds, bright blues, :und gaudy yellows and greens. In shape, they were square, hexagonal, round, 01' oblong. On son1e,lieree dragons rushed about, on others, fair ladies blinked wonderingly at the light, and nn still others. weird flowers, never seen in any gzmlen, spread themselves over the surface. livery hoatman vied with every other one to make his boat the most beautiful. XYhen all was ready, the leader skimmed out over the writer. amidst the applause and delighted chorus of ohs and alms of the crowd which had gzitliered on shore. The canoe had been lmimerl white, inside and out. :Xt the how and the stern, white hireh poles had been put up and hetween them ll wife coverecl with white was loosely strung. llllflj white lanterns were hung on the wire and came down low over the boat. .Xs it ilitted over the water it looked like a grace- ful swan. Slowly, the others with their Hielcering lights nnwed out from the shore. The long procession nf walter-crzlft wound about the lake. Mirror Luke, true to its name, pictured the parade, as it glided in and out like Z1 serpent in the grass. After the circuit had been completed, a huge lJHlll'll'C was lighted on one of the points which juls out into the water. As it Hamed sliyward the crowded hoats gzmtliered around it. Soon the :mir was ringing with the notes of college slings, and old songs fznnilinr to everyone, such ns, .Xuld Lang Synef' My Bonnie Lies Over the Ucezxnf' and UhYllCl'C and U XYhere is your llighlzlnd Lznldie Gone? ln order to make the scene even inure lovely, the waiter was turned on nl Zl llyllllllll which was situated hetween the tire and the singers, The strezun was thrown high into the :nr and on coming down formed a misty enrtziin through which the Hames glowed Z1 dull red. The emwrl nn shore melted away and one by one the cnnnes slipped from sight into the darli- ness of the lmzitliouses. The music faded into nnthingness. The Hre died clown und tinally Xli1'1'o1' l.zd4e wus left :done with the moonlight :ind the stars to meditate on what they had seen. l l'he lfezist of the l.:lnte1'ns was over for an- other year. M. F. 'I6. SNAP-SHOTS AT A COUNTY FAIR. It was n clear hlue October day: the time of the year when heaps of red apples lie on the N OUT -I IRE 43 ground and pumpkins are ripe in the corn helds, when maples redden and beeches turn golden in the sun. Dry leaves rustled down from the trecs and the spicy smoke of bonhres was in the air. The day was as warm as summer, so that every- one for miles around had come out to enjoy the varied sights of the county fair. I happened to be jostling along with the rest of the happy- go-lucky crowd on the dusty fair grounds. .Xt a distance a great ferris-wheel revolved slowly on its ten minute rounds, but I was trying to steer myself towards a gilt and scarlet mcrry-go- round and though this was not far away, to reach it seemed a very ditlicult matter. Once headed right, a balloon man attracted my attention by advertising his wares in such a persuasive penetrating voice that no one could resist. At lirst the voice seemed to belong rather to the large bobbing bunch of red and blue balloons than to a man inside. But looking closer one could see an inconspicuous pair of gray clad legs protruding below, then a still less conspicuous coat sleeve with a thread-bare el- bow. This disappeared into the pocket of a faded coat above. Poking itself out of this same pocket was a red polka-dotted handkerchief and that was all one could hnd out about him. Nearby, in a stiffly starched white dress and a wide grass green sash, stood a young girl cling- ing to the arm of a country boy. Both were chewing gum in open-mouthed admiration ot the passing crowds. XVith her free hand she twirled a souvenir paper whistle decorated with a curly green tickler on the end. A large be- flowered hat drooped over her face so far that she could just peek out underneath. But her round rosy cheeks dimpled as she giggled at her companionis witty remarks and she was having a very good time. But what of her escort? He was a tall, loose- jointed youth with a friendly freckled face, blue eyes, and a nose tilting cheerfully upwards, and looked as if he might be good company. IBN' profession he served as postman for the R. F. D. route No. 13, and was a social star in the community. Qften some good housewife or daughter burned her week's baking in the oven while he leaned comfortably against the front gate post and gossiped with her. Since this was a holiday he appeared in a bright blue suit, stiff white collar, new oxfords and a Haming red tie which rivaled the color of his hair. A Roosevelt button on his coat lapel proclaimed his political beliefs. I sympathized with a fat old lady near me who elbowed her Way breathlesslv through the jam towards the Hall of Household Arts. ...,,,M K X 3 lleii bonnet had been shoved askew and wisps of Hutty white hair escaped, clinging to her warm liushed face. llerilously near the tip of her nose was balanced a pair of large steel bowed glasses over the top of which she 'gazed helplessly. ller progress had been hindered considerably by a big cotton umbrella clutched under one arm and a bulky bundle containing a, patch work quilt in the other. This quilt took, annually, lirst prize at the sewing exhibit. I'robably when not tlustered she had a beaming grand-motherly expression and undoubtedly knew all the remedies for the attacks of croup, mumps, and toothache of the village children. Slightly apart, with hat in hand, a stranger stood watching her efforts, a keen business-like looking man with ii'on gray hair. Ile impressed me as a man of alfairs to be honored and re- spected, though he was conspicuous in a dark suit with a gold watch fob at his waist. .X fraternity key hung from the fob which he hngered ahsently. In his hrm black eyes was a reminiscent look as if he were recalling the time when he too came to the fair with a rosy country sweetheart. As I at last reached the merry-go-'round, I nearly ran over a small boy with tangled curly hair and tear-swollen eyes. lle had lost his ma and any mother would have had trouble in recognizing him. Iloth cheeks were streaked from a burst green balloon, while tears coursed down them through paint and dirt. ,X sticky lolly-pop had remained mostly on the out- side of his mouth, his hat was lost, strawberry lemonade had worked destruction to once white knickerbockers, and in his chubby hands a furrv Eskimo doll and two pop-corn halls were hope- lessly mixed. I still dream of having a trip on that merry- go 'round, for instead of riding, the lost boy and I went in search of a parent for him. F. tl. '16, rbi... FORT WRIGHT. In this time of war. a great interest is, of course, taken in learning the daily life of the sol- diers, in the drills and target practise carried on in the forts all over our country. XYhile all these forts are necessary, and the drilling of men essen- tial. let us hope that the guns of the former need never- go into action, and that the training may continue to he training for many years to come. On a small island, guarding the entrance to Long Island Sound, a very important strategic point, stands Fort XYright, .Xnyone approaching 44 OUT- DIRE the island, would see only a few hotels and sum- mer cottages clustered at one end. and at the other end. a line of hills, with here and there a few poles, covered with a network of wires, Stlg- gesting merely a wireless station. llut under- neath these innocent-lottking hills are the deadly cannon, for Fort XYright is built entirely under- ground, while behind them. in the harbor, are a number of long. black battleships. Shielded hy the tirst line of artificial hills are the parade grounds, the barracks, and the ofticers' quarters. The parade grounds present a marked contrast tu their surroundings, for they are sandy, hard, and dusty-looking, while on all sides are the fresh, green, cool hills. To the right of the grounds are the barracks. square red-brick buildings, with long porches stretching across the front. The officers' quarters are separate houses, on each side of a shady street, where the officers and their wives. for many are married men, live in a little village all their own. livery morning the summer hoarders are awak- ened at sunrise by the reveille, whose clear notes can be heard almost across the narrowest part tif the Sound. Then the fort suddenly be- comes alive. Subordinate otiticers in dark blue suits and the privates in khaki all stream towards the niess-halls. No black coffee and hard tack for these men. but fresh eggs. rich cream, and corn mutiins. due tu a nearby farm which also supplies the fort with fresh vegetables. Squads of men are then detailed to clean out the inner chambers of the fort, to oil the guns and other implements, and in general to prepare for the day's work. :Xt ten tiitxlticli, three days in the week, target practise is held. The tow-boats drag the targets. great, red, cone-shaped wooden HULIIS. which rise about twelve feet out of the water, a mile or a mile and a half out to sea. Then put- ting on full speed, they draw the targets past the fort. Men on the tops of the hills signal the dis- tance and the rate of speed of the boats to those at the lnittont, These signal lu the gunners, who, without even seeing their target, make the calcu- lations and tire the guns. .N terrilic report, which shakes all the window stnftl1Cl1L'iglllvti1'il1ghtrtlSes, is heard: mud flies in all directions, and a huge projectile whistles through the air. :Xlmost a minute after the report, the projectile strikes the water, and a geyser, from three hundred to four hundred feet high, shoots up near its target. But this kind uf practise is most expensive, for every time a sixteen inch diameter shell, one of the largest made in the United States, is shot, two hunrlrefl or three hundred dollars of Uovernment I I P5 money sinks to the bottom ot the seas, The afternoon is mainly given up to drills. The inspection officers gather in the stand at the end of the grounds. All along the street, facing the grounds, are the villagers, -the ofheers' wives and children, and the soldiers off duty. To keep these from crossing the grounds, or hindering the man- oeuvres of the soldiers, two sentries pass up and down, saluting their superiors as they pass before themf Then the band strikes up, and, with the band-master leading. the columns of soldiers go through their paces. Let a man lose his step, lower his gun too soon, bob his head, or commit any other breach of discipline, and he is instantly ordered to leave the lines. These clelinquents are often put to work cutting the grass, cleaning the streets, helping the gardeners. or smoking out the mosquitoes in the lower, swampy parts of the island. This is considered the worst kind of dis- grace, and the soldiers would much prefer so many hours' detention in the guard-house, or marching up and down, up and down, with heavy muskets on their shoulders. At six o'clock the sunset gun is tired as a signal for the end of the day's work. In the cool of the evening, the ofticers in white duck suits, attend the hops in the nearby hotels. and the pri- vates, in navy-blue uniforms, lounge on the porches, stroll along the beach. or have a gay time indoors, smoking or playing cards. lf we compare this peaceful scene with the tu- mult and the hardships of men on the other side of the ocean, how grateful we should be that our country is at peace, how uncomplainingly we should bear the trouble caused by the lack of im- ported goods and by the falling off in commerce. and especially how willing we should be to help relieve the sufferings of those who a1'e sick or wounded, who have no homes, and who are en- during all the evils caused by war. E. R. 't6. AN INDIAN STAMP DANCE. .Xll the way the hot, dry Oklahoma dust blew up into our faces, burning our eyes and parch- iitg our throats, while the old surrey rattled and shook, constantly bumping us up and down in a most uncomfortable manner, but we did not care, for we were on our way to see a real lndian stamp dance! Few white people were allowed to watch this dance, as the permission of the indian chief-a most careful savage- had to be gained, and this, as we had found, was no easy matter! But our party was well supplied with passports, and so, finally hav- ing come to the end of our journey, we had no trouble in entering the camp. Our Hrst feeling was one of disappointment. N OUT-DIRI2 45 for, notwithstanding our fears to the contrary, we had arrived early, and most of the Indians had not yet left their wigwams. However, the disappointment did not last, for an old, bent squaw, who had been sitting quietly under a tree doing nothing when we arrived, rose and slowly started towards us. She was dressed in the typical Indian costume, with a brilliant red and yellow blanket thrown about her shoulders, and a tan-colored beaded skirt reach- ing just above her ankles. Iiather hurried to meet her. to ask her to take us through the camp. She spoke very broken Iinglish, but we were soon able to understand that she would act as our guide for ten cents,-paid in ad- vancc. XYe then made our way through the little settlement of Indians, often poking our heads through the small low openings in the tept es. and, just as often, quickly drawing them out again! They were dirty and very close, and as a rule, smelled disagreeably of paint. Iior days the braves had been decorating their bod- ies with any sort of paint that they had been able to secure. Outside of one tent, hanging between two tall trees. was a small, queer ham- mock made of twigs, in which an old squaw rocked a papoose. In many tents beads were sold, and we were just buying a string of very commonplace ones from an old Indian, who had persuaded us that they were very odd, when we heard in the distance a deep, rather musical rumble. This, our guide told us, was the music of the tom-tom, a peculiar instru- ment much like our drum, on which the musi- cian beats with two sticks tipped at each end with a small ball. Since this was a signal for the Indians to assemble to begin the dance, we turned and hurried in the direction from which the strange sound was coming. For this stamp dance a larffe suace had been - C 1 b I L cleared and surrounded by logs. Later we tried sitting on these logs to rest, but we were immediately ordered by the chief himself to rise. as, he anfrrily explained, the logs were for old squaws only. At one end sat the musician, swaying to D the use of the of the clearing and fro in time to the slow music of his queer instrument: at the other end, almost one hun- dred young squaws were lined up in three rows. They were dressed mostly in blankets, with fringes, strings, and tassels of beads. They, also, were swaying from side to side with a slow, rhythmical movement, patting their feet softly on the ground, and advancing slow- ly, Indeed, they advanced so slowly that, though the dance lasted way into the night, they had only reached the other end of the clearing when it was over! just as we reached the scene of the dance all the braves rushed from their wigwams into the clearing, and then commenced to creep here and there, closely in- specting the ground. Suddenly, there was a yell. one of the braves, evidently, had found strange foot-prints on the damp earth. There was a hurried consultation around the huge tire and then all the Indians separated and ran into the forest. Later, having one by one re- turned and gathered around the fire, they held a long and earnest pow-wow. The warriors finally, apparently having come to a decision, all joined in their regular war dance. This was by far the longer and more interesting part of the performance. The Indians danced wildly. waving their arms in the air, stamping fiercely upon the earth, and never once ceasing to yell. .Xltogether it was a sight of which we seem- ed unable to tire. Ifor hours we walked about or sat still, sometimes trying to escape the rather dull, monotonous drumming of the tom- tom, at other times straining our ears to hear better this same music. when the musician him- self seemed to feel the wildness of the scene. and so played with a savage fierceness, as though he were trying to express his wild feel- ings through his music. Always we watched the peculiar, savage-like movements. and often tried to puzzle out the meaning of some action that seemed to cause especial attention. Later it was all explained to us. The dance represented a revival of the war between the pale-face and the savage. The Indians had been notitied by scouts that strange men had entered their country, and all the bravcs left their tents to look for some trace of them. Af- ter their search in the woods. they returned to their camp-fire, and having discussed the in- formation that they had been able to gather, they declared war on the pale-faces. Then en- sued the war-dance. NYC had a picnic tea in the woods. and then. although we had not at first intended to, wait- ed till the moon rose to start on our trip home. In the fiickering light of the fare, the Indians. against the dark background of trees, seemed more primeval and savage than ever, and so it was with a little shiver of fear, which we were unable to repress. that we took our departure from the camp. A. I... ao. 46 QUT DIRE A SUNSET AT SEA. XX e had lieen tossing ahout on a rough sea all dav, lvut altout six o'clock it liecame very calm. ,,kr far as we could see there was scarce- lv a ripple. 'lihe air hecome crisp and cold and there was no wind stirring. is the sun low- ered. we saw a small hlack spot on the horizon. liol' a while we could not tell what it was. hut great was the excitement when it was found In he an ieehergl Meanwhile the low-hang- ing' clouds had lmecome crimson and gold. Une flame of red shot up into the sky making' every- thing' appear to he on tire, Even the boat no lly this frjl' sea, the Zllirl the we U the light fell upon it, it became a cloudy emerald green. Near this floating mass uf ice, two whales were playing. .Xt that distance they were merely lmlack ohjects that kept appear- ing and disappearing, lt was more interest- ing to watch a school of jellyfish, through which the ship had lieen plowing for an hour or more. 'lihe sailors caught some in a hueket caught and reflected the color, The 5621. longer dull, lmecame pink and orange. time we had come duite near the iceherg, three or four miles is a short distance at and it looked aliout four times the size of hom, It rinse In a point like a mountain, had many sharp pinnacles which caught sunlight and glistened like steel. XX'hen first saw it, it was grev and hlack. hut as SH that we might examine them more closely. These jellyfish were pale yellow and were shaped like stars. AX few of 1110 largest 112111 red markings which radiated from the center. iXt the sight of the icelrerg, the captain had turnezl the lvoat southward, and we seemed to 110 leav- ing the sun hehind us. Slowly, like a huge hall of tire, it sank lnelow the waves. 'lihough a glow remained over the sky, the water liecame so dark that we soon lost sight of the icelmerg completely. lil, li, '16, AN ADVENTURE IN A HAUNTED HOUSE. Une warm summer evening, while l was vis- iting' in Iilne llill, ten of us decided to make Z1 ll'l1r rrl L'XlllIJl'Zlll4Jll. lk L' lmiulq se-vergll stout sticks and a couple of lanterns with us, .Xfter a walk ot several miles we came in sight of a ramliling' old house surrounded by gr fleugg grove, through which a mislv moon gleanied faintly. lhe owls hooted from the treetops and frogs croaked from the marshes nearby, making it very dreary and desolate. By this time our busy tongues had ceased wagging and some of our courage had disappeared, but as we were determined to continue our quest, we approached the large old-fashioned Veranda with its worm-eaten pillars gleaming like mar- lile in the moonlight. Having timidly mounted the rickety steps, which squeaked at every move, we tried the door several times before it opened. As our courage was not quite sufficient for us to ex- plore. guided only hy a ray of moonlight which came through the vacant window frame, we lighted our lanterns and entered a dark, dreary and solemn hall. There were many holes in the lloor and the loose hoards squeaked loudly. liieht doors opened from this hall, seven of which we were successful in opening, but the eighth seemed to he locked on the inside. We divided into groups hefore exploring. lfive of us first visited a room which evidently had once been a fine lilvrary, as there were large hookeases containing' a numher of hooks that seemed to he very interesting, but which we found upon closer investigation to he far heyond our knowledge, XX'hile we were thus engaged, we heard an excited call from some- where further down the hall. XYe started in the direction of the sound, hut had reached only the lilirary door when our lantern went out. Xte fumhled ahout in the hall, which was very dark, and fell over every object that came in contact with our feet. fly the frequent exelamations, I judged that the others were also discovering that the floor was cluttered with a miscellaneous collection of old hottles, boxes and loose planks. .Xt last we came to a door through which a dim light glimmered. Upon entering the room the other five appeared to lie very much excited and interested by an old organ which, when the keys were struck, sereeehed and groaned like a soul in torment. ,lust as we were pocketing some pieces from the sheet of music for our memory hooks, we heard a key click and a door slowly open. This frightened us so much that we started for the hall, screaming att the top of our lungs. Xve got no further than the door, when our last lantern went out, and we were left in pitch darkness! Too terrified to move, we crouched in a huddled group in a corner. Soon light, tapping' footsteps were heard coming towards us, and in the ghostly moonlight two large ldack things were outlined. XVe screamed and elosed our eyes, clutching' each other vvith S OUT pine 47 fright. Suddenly a hearty laugh made us open our eyes, and to our great relief and joy we saw my young uncles holding tlash-lights so tha-t their faces were plainly visible. They had heard of our little trip and had come to sur- prise us. ll. ll., io. LE VOYAGE. Ort we started! Our loyalty to tiencva was shown by the red and yellow bands around our large dilapidated straw hats. l wore an old blue skirt, rose-colored sweater, tan tramp shoes, and last but not least, a knapsaek on my back. As we arrived at the station with this outfit there were ten chattering girls wait- ing for us, making a party of twenty to take the trip. XYe filled one whole coach, and if anyone chanced to look in for a place, we would call out, Filled, and he would gasp at such a strange sight and turn away. K At St. Maurice, forming ourselves in march- ing order, we walked through the quaint town of one street to a hill overlooking the Rlifnie River. Here we ate our lunch. which we had brought with us. NYe then climbed a very steep, winding path to a grotto called l.a Grotto des Fees. It was very interesting, with water dripping down the sides forming queer figures on the wall. .Xt the end there was a wonderful waterfall which the guide illumin- ated with a lantern in such a way as to create the most wonderful colors, which made it look like a rainbow with diamonds sprinkled through. On the way back to the station, we looked at the ruins of a church built in Roman times. NYC had to go through a comparatively modern churcrh tbuilt in the Middle Agesi, and through a little narrow door to see the ruins which were behind it. There were very few remains, as it had not all been entirely excavated at that time. But there was a part of what must have been an altar, and also some of the original pav- ing stones. At Sion, our next stop, we saw some forti- fications of the Middle Ages. As the fortifica- tions were on a hill, we went through the town on our way up. It happened to be market day. and one street was Filled on both sides by booths. where Swiss merchants sold not only eatable products, but also all kinds of wear- ing apparel. The outside walls of the forti- fications still seemed to be pretty strong, but were slowly going to ruin, as no care was taken of them. We entered through a beautiful arch of which we all took pictures. The barracks, or at least what seemed like barracks, had lit- tle narrow rooms, hardly large enough to turn around in. The chapel. not far from the bar- racks, was very beautiful on account of the wonderful carvings on the pillars, pulpit and also on ix hat seemed to be the choir pews. llut. after seeing this, we had to go back for the train to F-ierre, where we spent the night. There was nothing to see here but the beautiful coun- try, and on the front of the hotel the loveliest wisteria l have ever beheld. Un the way to the station next morning for llrig, our military inode ol walking and our strange outfit caused quite a sensation among the villagers. llere, forming ranks again, we marched to a hotel, where we deposited our things. as the knapsacks were not light by any means. Un going up the street, we saw a very impressive old house which we were told had been the largest private house in Switzerland. lt was built after the llonian style. The iron entrance door, the work of years, no doubt, was very beautifully carved. There were bal- conies on the stcond and third tloors running all around the house and facing on a very love' ly court, which contained a fountain and some marble statuary. ln the gallery there were still some pictu1'es of the family. which gave us a very good idea of the costumes of the early periods. After this. we went to see a church upon a very steep hill. Nye were a lit- tle disappointed in this building, as it seemed too modern to be interesting after what we had seen, but we could admire a very wonderful view which extended to the St. llernard l ass. lt had the great snow-capped .Xlps as a back- ground. while in the foreground a smaller moun- tain covered with green trees sloped gradually to the fields where cattle were grazing, .Xfter luncheon we went to a small village called Rarogne. The first thing l noticed was that evervthin--' was written in lierman and all the people Epoke it. The village was full light out of the most picturesque blue, pink, and green houses, with little balconies jutting in the most unexpected places. tlne house, in- habited by stolid peasants. had upon it the coat of arms of some baron, who evidently had once lived there. Most of the houses had friczes of different scenes around the top just under the eaves. Again climbing a hill, we came to a church which was not interesting inside. but was very beautiful outside, because of its grace- ful lines and the ivy-cove11 l QVQY Walls- XTC then took a train back to Sion, where we spent nights Crawl only tight dollars! l , 48 oUi-DIRE the night. 'Iihat night quite an uproar arose because a mouse ran aeross the iloor ot the bedf Vtvrvlll adyonnng ours jtlrl as we were about to get lllltb lied, so of CtJlll4SC ll. lmudi US tltllltl 21 timetogrrt1vslet'1l, Taking earriaees early in the morning, we went through some lovely Swiss eountry. Une village. called Clages, was having an auction of ealxes, and it was great lun watching the gestieulating of the people. The ehureh here is very old with a tower whieh is even older. .Xll the morning we went through many quaint straggling towns eaeh eonsisting of one street. liinally, at Saxton, we walked out into the Qoune try to eat our luncheon pienie fashion. tioing back to town we went through a preserving fae- tory, whieh seemed almost primitive to me in eontrast with the ones we have in the Linited States. XXX' 111011 took a train for lieneva, ar- riving with many regrets at not being able to start right over again. Ilns trip was not like anything l had 0101 experienced because 110 spoke l'reneh all the time. and so:ne of 1110 seenes were very unusual. lhe NXXHS girls 11010 jllml as laughter-loving as those I had been used to, and we had manv good times. lint the greatest surprise was tail tinding that the trip for 111100 days and two Q. Klef., Io, A STRANGE STEED. During the eivil war Mr. XYilliamson and his eldest son were away lighting, leaving only Mrs. XX ilhamson, 1101 daughter ul' lifteen, llCl' bov of seven, and llel' babv. The union soldiers had attacked the farm and 1111111011 it uf everything eatable, drinkable or ride- able on 11111011 they could lay their hands. Mrs. Xkilliamson and the lllly, who was very dglit-Ute, were made so siek from fright, fatigue and ex- eitement that Miss XX'illiamson thought she had better eonsult a doetor about her mother and brother and get 1110111 some medicine. llut how was she to get to town? The soldiers had taken every horse, mule, and eow on the plaee except one pet eow whieh Xliss Williamson had managed to hide in the bushes by the stream, Now it were to prove it-elf useful in a dillierent way from giv- ing milkg it was to earry her lu town, She rode it there, ereating quite a sensation in the eountrv villages through 11111011 she rode. She consulted lllCll' doetor, got the medicine, and returned llfllllk' lll lllii S2l1llLT XVUV. ' ii, '11 ny. IN MEMORY OF A BRAVE GIRL. Small groups of villagers huddled on the door- steps or 'stood in the streets discussing, in sub- dued whispers, the progress of the war. The sen- try had reported that the enemy's scouts were nearing the town and there was an undereurrent uf inteiise excitement. Already families were be- ginning to gather sueh food and clothing as they Crvllltl earry and were hurrying along the roads in search of a plaee of safety. At dusk the enemy entered the town, and after capturing the few re- maining eitizens, they fired the houses, eut the telephone and telegraph wires, and left destruc- tion and desolation in their wake. The pillagers saw an unpretentirwus-looking house on the hill- side but, thinking it had been deserted, they passed on and pitehed their eamp on the out- skirts of the village. Fate aided the slim light haired girl of the un- pretentious house, and she watehed the enemy's movements from an attie window every day and reported what she saw over a private telephone wire whieh had been overlooked by the enemy. ller supply of food was low and the loneliness and terror uf it all was maddening, but her father had given his life for his eountry and with that in mind she continued. Une day the general uf the enemy's army or- dered a thorough seareh of the town for spies. for it was eertain that they were being spied upon. ln the little house on the hill they found the girl at her post. reporting their last move. She was taken prisoner, guarded that night and after a eonrt martial. it was deeided that she should be put to death. At sunrise she was led out and stood. a slim figure against the blue sky, waiting for her death. .Xt a signal there was a flash of tire from half a dozen rifles and she slipped to the ground lifeless. M. T. '17. THE LITTLE LAME BOY. Ile was a beautiful ehild, this little lame boy, who sat every morning in the same window as I went by to work. l'le had soft eurly hair and deep blue eyes that eompelled one to look twice at their owner. He sat in the same big ehair covered with a downy eom fort whieh almost hid him from view in its soft folds. He always waited for me with a eheery smile and a wave of his thin little hand as Iipassed by: and in summer. when the window was raised to let in the warm sun- shine, he and I would talk together. ln one of these talks he told me that his name 'B OUT- l 3 I R lf 49 was Bobbie and that he was 'tgoing-on-seven years old. He had been a cripple ever since his infancy when he had been dropped by a careless nurse and had twisted his legs. He said that his sister and he were the only people left in his family and that she went every morning to teach in a kindergarten for a living. XVhile she was away, he entertained himself by watching the people go by. XYhen she came home from work. they had many enjoyable times together, reading and playing quiet games. Although the pain was much greater some days than others. I never saw him cross or heard him say a disagreeable word. Then one morning as l passed, I saw no cheery face at the window, and all the rest of the day I thought of all the misfortunes that might have happened to him. Un my way home I went in to inquire the cause of his absence. His sister rec- ognized me as the man of whom llobbie had often spoken, She said that the little cripple had not been well that morning and had remained in bed all day. She had had one of the neighbors come in to keep him company while she was away. Later she had called in a physician and he had seemed very worried over the child's condition. From then on Bobbie never sat in the window, for he kept growing worse and his poor little face became thinner and paler. Une day when I went in to inquire for him, I was told that he had died the night before, holding his sister's hand and smiling until the last. I shall never forget this child whose loving heart and sweet disposition ruled him even in the most extreme pain. A. H. ,I7. SAMMY'S PEKINESE. Sammy was a little boy about nine years old. He had dark curly hair and large blue eyes which looked up at one with a wistful air as though he always longed for something. Sammy's mother took in washing but she could not make enough money to give Sammy the one thing he wanted most in all the world. Sammy wanted a dog, not the kind that runs around the poorer streets half fed, and very hungry, but a very different kind. Ile had seen a picture once in a magazine of a little low-set dog with a pug nose and long hair, with the name Pekinesel' under it. This was the kind of dog Sammy wished for, but as I have said before, they were too expensive for Sammv's to buy. - morning Sammy rose before his mother, and with a little money he had been hoarding for many years, set out to a newspaper plant, Where he bought as many papers as his money mother One allowed and started out to sell them. Ile was such a sturdy, lovable little lad that many peo- ple bought his papers just to see his face light up when they gave him his pennies. They did not know that every penny Sammy took, brought him nearer to his dog! As soon as his papers were sold, he rushed home and proudly showed his money to his astonished mother. .Nt first she did not like the idea of her son selling papers, but when she saw how happv he was in doing it and that the wistful look was leaving his eyes, she consented. Y As the mornings went by, the bowl in which Sammy's money was kept, grew fuller and fuller. Still the dog was a long way off because the crock would have to overflow many times before thc dog could be bought, Sammy was growing he kept patients as he was leav- whimpering as and Sammy saw fence. .Xt once came from this, disheartened because of this, but ly on. Une cold winter morning ing his home, he heard a dog though it suffered with the cold a dark spot on the snow by the he went to see if the whimpering and with a wild shout of joy he picked the object up. lt was a dog with a pug nose, and bow legs, and long hair. His joy passed as swiftly as it came, for he saw the dog wore a collar. lhe thought came to him that if he would take the collar otf, nobody would know whose dog it was, lflowever, he put this thought aside, and a very sad little boy started out to lind the home of the runaway dog. Ile found the address without much trouble and saw that trunks were being carried out and that people were bustling around inside as though they were closing the house. It was a very large place and Sammy was a little afraid to ring the back door bell. .-Xs soon as he did, he found himself in a large kitchen confronted by a large cook who was smiling down at him. lle gave her the dog without a word and started to leave the room, but she stopped him and gave him something to eat. This kindness and the thought of leaving the dog was too much for Sammv and he burst into tears, sobbing out to the cook his whole longing for the dog. Silent- lv the woman left the room, soon reappearing with her mistress, who asked Sammy to repeat all he had said. At the end of his story she told him that she was just leaving the city and that she would be only too glad to give one of her ljeeks to Sammy because she had two dogs and one was all she wished to take with her. Sammy, after thanking her again and again, permitted her to kiss him ta privilege which he seldom gaveb and, with the dog tightly held in his arms, ran home. M. D. YI7. 50 our- DIRE A DESCRIPTION OF SLEEPY HOLLOW. Sleepy Hollow, a valley lying near the shores of the Hudson and made famous by XVashington lrving in his Sketch Book, pictures itself thus in my imagination. It is surrounded by tall walnut trees. There are many little gray and brown squirrels scrambling up the trunks of the trees or running about on the ground looking for nuts. It is very still in this small valley, Any hunter would be startled by the roar of his own gun as it would break the stillness and be prolonged by echoes. .-X small brook tiows noiselessly through it. The occasional whistle of a quail or tapping of a woodpecker is about the only sound that breaks the uniform tranquillity. In autumn this valley is particularly beautiful. with all the leaves of the trees turning brown, red, yellow and orange against the blue of the clear sky. The small birds beginning to depart to warmer regions, are having their farewell revelry. They chirp and hop from tree to tree enjoying the festivities. Surrounding the grove are orchards of luscious-looking red apples and fields of sheaves of wheat with yellow pumpkins scattered among them. The chestnuts are be- ginning to ripen and the ground is covered with the burrs. Sometimes a flock of wild ducks can be seen flying over the tree tops. :Xt times at night the screech of the owl can be heard. The mystery of the place is increased by the legends which are told about it. They are about a soldier who had been in the Revolutionary XYar and had his head shot off. lle could be seen riding through Sleepy Hollow on his horse on dark and stormy nights. This makes people afraid to ride through the hollow at night. How- ever, taken all together, Sleepy Hollow is a verv beautiful and interesting place. I li. XV. ,I7. CYCLONE. Cyclone, the watchman for the Stuart and firaham mine, was one of the most interesting and well-known characters of Rosemont. lle was generally followed by a crowd of children, not jeering at this eccentric old ligure, as one might suppose, but thoroughly interested in the tales he always had to tell. AX stranger looking at him would have wondered that the children were allowed to be with him, for he was cer- tainly in the last state of dilapidation, and one could not imagine a more ill-kept human being. It was evident that his only shaving instrument was a pair of old shears, the neck of his shirt was always open, buttons were strangers to his overcoat, a rope generally taking their place, and, summer and winter, an old straw hat, several sizes too large, was pulled down over his ears. Cyclones hobby was collecting all kinds of rub- bish. It was no unusual sight to see him stag- gering up the hill with a huge barrel or half a tree over his shoulder. At times he would be seen without his crowd of children, but he was never deserted by the most faithful companion he could have, his dog Julius Caesar. If one could see through Caesar's many years' accumu- lation of dirt, they would find a thorough-bred English bull. Although harmless, Cyclone was undoubtedly crazy. According to him, he was in turn President of the United States, the Kaiser's most intimate friend, and lerome's legal adviser: in fact, at one time or another, he had been practically every prominent man one hears or reads about. K Une day early in May, Mr. Stuart very un- willingly allowed his daughter to go through the mine with only a miner in attendance. He him- self was not able to go that day. Cyclone from the door of the old abandoned street car, where Caesar and he kept bachelor apartments, watched her disappear into the great black hole with no small forebodings, for Miss Shirley had been a favorite of his from the time she wore short dresses. Presently Caesar, who had been nosing around the entrance to the mine, began to sniff the air suspiciously, giving short barks. until he linally attracted his master's attention by a low growl. Realizing something was wrong, Cyclone went to the entrance. For a moment terror struck his heart when the deadlv odor of mine damp reached him. Not hesitating an in- stant, he dashed into the black tunnel. On and on he rushed, with never a thought but that his beloved Miss Shirley was somewhere in that dreadful blackness. All the time faithful Caesar bounded at his heels. Then a deafening explo- sion was heard, Turning into a still narrower passage Caesar rushed ahead, then stopped and gave short staccato barks. In an instant Cyclone was bending over a motionless white form. Miss Shirley had been deserted by her guide. Stoop- ing he lifted her in his arms, and began to re- trace his steps. Blinded and almost exhausted. he stumbled along with his limp burden. Final- ly a small ray of light appeared. Gathering all his strength together in one last supreme effort. he lunged forward through the opening into sun- light and life. Une afternoon late in August the golfers on the Rosemont course were very much interested in watching the maneuvers of an airship that N OUI- 1 HIRE 5r hovered over them. Presently to their great sur- prise it landed almost at the steps of the club- house, A clean-cut, well built, young man, with a foreign air, stepped out and inquired if any one knew the whereabouts of Dr. Maitland. It was an unfamiliar name, but a moment later he added that he was sometimes called Cyclone. Immediately a chorus of voices informed him that the little old man lived in an abandoned street car. The little party that offered to guide him there, gave in full detail the account of his heroic deed of a few months before. Une could imagine their astonishment when, the old man having appeared at the door of the house, the young aviator rushed toward him, crying. Father. For days Rosemont talked of nothing else but of the wonderful discovery that the famous surgeon, who had disappeared several years be- fore, was found to be none other than their little old mine watchman. L. N. '17. AN INTERESTING TALE. On a high cliff overlooking the sea stands a small one-story cabin with several windows and a large open door. By this door sits an old man, his head bent as he busily whittles a toy ship out of a piece of wood. His mind is not on this, as one may well see, for he mum- bles to himself while he works. He is awakened from his reverie by the ap- proach of a group of merry children who im- mediately demand a story. He laughs to him- self as if well pleased, for to-day he has de- cided to tell them the story of his life. ' Once upon a time a boy with a bundle in his arms one night stole quietly away from his home to seek his fortune. He walked all night and for many days afterwards, until one even- ing at sunset he came to the city. How good it looked to him at his first glimpse of it! This impression did not last long. After many days of searching for work he came upon a group of sailors in the street. He made their acquaint- ance, and before he knew it, he was sailing out from the harbor towards the sea. I-Ie traveled through many ports of the world, saw all kinds of peoples and races, and had many various adventures. Once he had been chased by Chinese piratesg another time he had been for days becalmed in 'the tropics? still another time he had barely escaped drown- ing by shipwreckg in many a storm had he been and he wondered if he should ever see his home again. Une night he thought all hope of ever returning home was lost, because the ship was sinking fast. They were rescued after many hours, and from that time forth he de- termined to settle at last in his peaceful home. As he grew older he was promoted from one olilice to another, until at last he was captain of a fine vessel. He now had a chance to visit his home again, but he did not care to go, for strangers lived there now and his family was all scattered. At last he thought of a quiet spot near the sea, where he could build a house. He went there, and now tells stories to some nice children whom he likes very much. XYe like th-at story best of all, said the children, because we know it is true, and we are coming again to-morrow. The old man did not hear them, for he was again back at sea, lost in memories recalled by telling his story. M. S., '17, MY DREAM GARDEN. One afternoon last summer as I was weed- ing in the fiower garden, I began to think of the garden of my dreams. with its lovely old stone wall all soft and mossy with age. At the right of the gate the birds live. The robin has her nest in the crooked old apple tree, and the bluebird in the dead branch of the pear tree. while the catbirds and the song sparrows build in the shrubs along the inside of the wall. :Xt the left of the gate is the big chestnut tree, where the squirrels have their home: of course they are gray squirrels, for there must be no fighting among the inhabitants of my garden. Nothing will grow under the old chestnut tree but strawberries, and they think it is an ex- cellent place to live in, and so does the little field sparrow who feels a tritle shy among her aristocratic neighbors. Looking down the green carpeted path through rose hedges and pergolas, one sees a garden seat over which clematis and blue ipomoea grow in profusion. Still farther down the path through this arch of blue and white, stands the old sun dial in all its dignity, on a green carpet with a border of merrilv laughing Howers who, I am sure, leave their beds some nights to dance with the fairies on the velvety Carpet, for in the morning are found in untidy confusion their forgotten party icapes that Arachne had so skilfully spun for them. To the left of the sun dial is the children's corner, where they can play without feeling 53 oUr-DIRE they will lltll'l any llowers, I do not mean to sav-tl1e1'e are no tlowers there. Uh, yes, there sweetpeas and llZlSlIll'llllll1S cling to the wall. and pansies and linglish daisies a11d the kind 11fll11XXe1's cl1il1lren love to pick. Last of all is the corner to the right of the SUIT dial, where there is a stone seat beside the little stream that lost her way and came running in under the wall, but t11r11ed right around Zllltl we11t stumltling o11t over some stones. .-Xnd there's pansies, that's for thought, Zlllfl there's rose- niarv, that's for l'Clllk'llllll'LllICL'.H i R. .X., '17, THE LOST CHORD. XX'ithin a great cathedral, where llllll and quiet shadows fell over a few scattered pe11i- lL'lllS kneeling in silent prayer. sat an organist. ,Xlone with tl1e keys-idly l1is lingers strayed. striking here and there a note, 11 chord,-his INl1Itl far away groping, groping for a thoughtl and still his fingers wandered, as he too bowed his head i11 prayer. Xkvhile thus in silent communion with his tlod, a wondrous beam front the setting' sun F-lltbllk' through the great stained-glass wi11dows. and fell 11po11 l1i111, fill- ing the erstwhile dim a11d silent church witl1 soft and radiant beauty. XYith swelling heart and tear-dimmed eyes, again his lingers fell upon the keys, and there was born a marvelous, heavenly Sl.I'IllIl, such as no lIltJl'lQIll had ever .Xhnost prostrate with ineffable joy, the organist tried with all his powers to repro- heard. tlllCC the chord. Une by o11e all the combina- tions he had ever known fell from his trem- bling hands. lltllll'5 passed, days, years, tl1e niusician grew l'l'4PlN young 1na11l1ood to old age. and l1is supreme tliought flllll ambition was still totindhis l'.ost Lil1o1'1l, WhiCh,i11 0110 tleeting nionient had been born, a11d l1ad as swiftly l'Cll1l'llL'll to its heavenly source. II. L., 'I7. THE WOMAN ON THE MOUNTAIN. I'o1' hours we had been riding along the trail that led up the mountain side. NYe had hoped to reach the Hgllllllllll il louse but hour by hour this hope had become fainter lllllll all we now de- sired was shelter for tl1e night. At last we espied a light amid the glooni of the trees and we urged our weary horses forward. .ks we rode up to the floor, my brotlier remarked that he hoped we would spt,-111l tht night' here. l hoped so too be- cause we -.ve1'e so tired Zllltl the night air was ex- tremely cold. Wfell, we could only ask for a night's lodging and abide by the answer. In re- sponse to Dick's knock the door was opened by a little woman. She peered anxiously out at us and I suppose was convinced of our harmlessness, for after a l'l'lOllICHtiS hesitation she requested us in a very kindly 1I'lEtII1'lC1' to come in. XVe had be- come so used to the rough tones and manners of the mountain people that we were startled by the contrast of this polite request. The room into which we were invited was a sight to rest people even as tired as we were. It was long and low and at one end a blazing log tire sent out a cheerful warmth. Except for the light TTOIII the burning embers the room was in darkness, but our hostess made haste to light two high candles that stood on the mantle. She seemed to realize that we wished to spend the night, for as she dropped the taper into the tire she said, XYon't you'take off your wraps and sit by the fire while I get you a bite to eat XYithout another word she hurried into the next room where we could see her hurrying around prepar- ing supper. Soon the savory odor of browning bacon fllld strong coffee could be smelt and pres- ently our hostess brought in a jug of milk and a plate of snowy bread to be toasted at the fire. .-Ns she re-entered she smiled and said, Oh. I know what is wanted by the people that come here on their way to the Slllllllllt. Many people used to stop here several years ago b11t now the people don't seem to care any more to follow the trail. For the tirst ti111e I looked at her closely. She was very little and slight and quick in all l1er movements. Irler hair was soft and gray, and the eyes beneath were kee11 and very blue and seemed to see everything. .Xfter supper was over, Dick turned to Mrs. XYillard-this we had learned was lIC1' name- a11d said, Are yo11 all alone here, Mrs XVilla1'd P The little lady shook her head and stepping to tl1e door, whistled shrilly. In a IHOIIISIII a large collie dog appeared at her side. Here is my companion, sir: and a Fine o11e he is, she said as she closed the door and returned to her chair by the tire. The dog followed and lay down by her side. XVe talked of many things and finally drew the following story from her: just twenty-seven years ago she had come out froni the old country with her husband. She was a bride then and life was f11ll of promise. jim and sl1e had made a home for themselves in a city of the middle west and for two years all went well. Tl1Cll one evening at dusk .lim came and told her they had to leave the city before morn- ing. I-le had brought her away up here i11to the N 3 OUT -I IRE 53 mountains and again she had arranged their home. That was one spring, and the next fall a stranger had come one evening to the cabin and talked to ,lim until far into the night. The next day when the stranger rode away -lim went with him, and, just before they started, he told her that it might be a long time before he returned home but she should wait there for him. He had not yet returned. She had waited there for twenty- five years and was still waiting for him to come llO11lG. Despite the years that had passed, she still believed that he would one day come up the trail from the world he had gone to. Mlhen the story was hnished we sat in silence. XVhat was there to say? Next day we rode on and followed the trail that leads to the summit and then descends to the valley again. Xyith us went the memory of the little cabin half way up the mountain and the woman waiting so hopefully for her husbands return. Mfould she be disappointed? XYho could tell? E. G. IE. '17. A SNOWSTORM. Everywhere was silence. heavy brooding si- lence. The earth was frozen and bare, highways lay hardened into ridges and the creek bottom be- spoke the relentless hand of lack Frost. The trees stood erect and motionless like sentinels, their little twigs, wont to dance so merrily in the breeze. poised now as if on tiptoe. All was ex- pectation. Even the air held its breath. A great hawk came circling down and alighted silently on a giant spruce. In the west, dark ominous piles of clouds slowly assumed fantastic shapes as they drew nearer and nearer. Complete silence, then a tiny snowflake floated lazily through the air, then another and another. heralds of the approaching storm, Faster and faster they came, whirling, skipping, dancing, tripping, blotting out the landscape by their very numbers. Descending, they covered the bare arms of the trees and mantled the earth in a robe of ermine and sifted themselves daintily into every available nook and cranny. On and on they came, penetrating, fairylike and noiseless. Slowly and more slowly they fell until they Ceased altogether. The landscape was trans- formed as if by a magic wand. The earth had exchanged her drab coat of early winter for one of ermine. Sharp contrasts were softened by bil- lows of glistening snow. Trees and small shrubs were laden to the ground with their burden of sparkling gernsg even the giant spruce was D crowned with a diadem of jewels. The hawk, huddled close to the trunk of the old spruce dur- ing the recent flurry, shook himself and, spread- ing his great wings, soared away. The scene he left behind him was one of beauty, tranquillity, and silence. R. lfl. '17, MARIA. hlaria dances into l'welfth Night, and in fact all through the play, like the mischief-loving little imp that she is. Her black eyes snap and utterly fail to conceal the coquetry and pranks which are the delight of her small person and for which even her sedate manner and prim speeches are insuflicient disguise. Clever and adroit in the management of her associates, she displays the diplomacy of a statesman and with all a loving heart, in spite of the amusement she is afforded by her little affair with Malvolio when through her cunning he makes such a fool of himself by displaying his conceit and gullibility. Many times her bright face peeps out with a sauciness which adds charm to this attractive comedy. In the end Maria marries Sir Toby llelch, another character in Twelfth Night. How with a sportful malice it was follow'dg May rather pluck on laughter than revengeg lf that the inquiries be justly weigh'd, That have on both sides pass'd. G .xr 'l7. THE MIDNIGHT FEAST. Two years before the time of this story a club had been organized in Miss l1rown's lioarding School. It was called the -lolly Six Club and consisted of Kitty Gordon, Eleanor King, llelle Smith, julia Kelly, Delia Hope and Elsie Martin who were the best of friends. Elsie Martin had moved out west because of her mother's health, but still remained a mem- ber. The girls kept her informed from time to time of what was going on at school. They were all sorry that she was not here now be- cause they had decided to have a midnight feast. The party was to be in a vacant store- room on the fourth floor. The girls had planned to go to bed at nine o'clock, the usual hour, and then to get up at eleven o'clock for the party. flow they man- aged to awaken at eleven o'clock nobody knows, but they did, and after much stumbling in the dark they were hnally ready to meet at the end of the hall, which was not far from 54 OUT- DIRE anv of their rooms. liitty had managed before dinner to get her chafing dish and all the necessary utensils up in the attic. so that all thev had to carry was the candle. It was enough. because it was all they could do to get themselves up safely. I7ortunately they had only one tiight of stairs or they might never have reached their destination without being heard by a wakeful teacher. They all wore tennis shoes so as not to make the least sound. but before going up the stairs they took even those off and went up in their stocking feet. The stairway had a wall on each side which made it very dark. and with only one candle to light the way, they had to go up very slowly. When they were about half way up. the stairs gave a loud creak, which frightened them so that they all stopped. Iielle whisper- ed, Sit down quietly, girls, and listen for a few minutes. Mercy! That squeak was loud enough to wake anyone. Apparently it had H01 done so, because all they heard was their own breathing. Then Belle whispered, 'Tome on, girls, I guess it's safe to go on! I don't hear anything. So they silently crept up the stairway and opened a small door into a square hall. They tip-toed across the hall and enter- ed the store room, which they were very glad to have reached without any more frights such as they had had on the stairs. julia made a welsh-rarebit, and after eating every morsel of food in sight. they decided to write their letter to Iilsie and tell her what they were doing. liitty had brought the pen- eil and paper with the chafing dish. Iflaving cleaned up as well as possible and having written their letter, they prepared for the de- scent. Uh! the excitement of getting back! It was nearly one o'cloek when they started down the stairs. At the bottom they all stopped to lis- ten and Iielle. who was nearest to the door, was going to peel: out first to see if the coast were clear, but when she tried to open the door it would not yield. Girls! she exclaimed in a whisper, the door is locked. Who do you suppose did it? XYhat shall we do? For a moment no one spoke. They were all too much frightened to thinlc except Eleanor, who, all of a sudden, broke into uncontrollable laughter. lit-lle had to put her hand over Elea- nor's mouth to keep her rlttiet, and then whis- pered erossly, Stop your laughing, giving her a shake, and tell us what is so funny about it. At this tone of voice Eleanor tried to con- trol herself, and when she could speak, she did so. The reason we can't get out, she ex- plained, is because there is a Yale lock on the door. I happened to pass by when the cham- bermaid was coming up here and I saw it, but I never thought of it again. It serves us right to get locked in here though. XYe'll have to sit here until morning and then we can rap on the door. and someone will let us out. Yes, someone will let us out, repeated Delia in disgust, Hand who will it be? Miss Brown herself, I suppose, or a teacher! That would be pleasant. Oh. dear! I'll never be in another of these silly parties E Sh! warned Julia, not so loud or you'll wake someone. The only thing we can do is to sit here until, morning and then rap on the door when someone comes along: if it happens to be Miss Brown or a teacher, we will have to take the consequences, that's all. At this Delia began to whine, but Julia interrupted her. t'Xow, do be sensible, Delia, and don't whimper about it. I confess I'm just as much frightened as you but we've got to stay here and that's all there is to it. Lets try to go to sleep, These stairs aren't very comfortable, but we certainly can't stay awake all night, be- cause we would be too sleepy to go to classes in the morning. I'm glad I've finished my les- sons. Good-night. She curled herself up and prepared to go to sleep against the hard wall. All the girls lcnew that this was the only thing to do, so they all followed her advice and were asleep as soon as their uncomfortable sitting positions would allow. The next morning they awakened very early and sat listening for someone to come along the hall. They finally heard footsteps from the direction of their rooms. Of course they all wondered if anyone had found out that they were not in their rooms. As the sound came nearer, they could tell that the person had bed- room slippers on, so it must be one of the girls. Ilelle rapped lightly on the door, and in a low but distinct voice said, Please open the door. The person in the hall stopped as if she were not sure she had heard the command, but when Belle repeated the words, the door was soon opened. Oh, Mary, whispered Belle, who was first to come out. you have saved our lives. Don't tell any of the girls or Miss Brown or anyone else about it. Hurry to your rooms, girls. They needed no urging for that. They vanished, leaving Mary standing in the hall looking as if she had seen a ghost. Maybe 'Q OUT Dirac 55 she thought she had, because nobody else ever heard of her extraordinary experience. R I .lf . . , . ,l,l,Li THE OLD WOMAN WHO LIVED IN A SHOE. il- There was an old woman who lived in a shoe. She did not live in this shoe through choice, but because every time she tried to rent a house, the first question the landlord asked was. How many children have you? The poor old woman could not conceal the fact that she had so many children that she did not know what to do, so she decided to live in a shoe, Now arose the question, what kind of shoe should she choose? She desired a beauti- ful home and looked longingly at a dainty high-heeled and pointed-toed shoe, but her practical nature came to the rescue and she decided on a hob-nailed shoe. The question of housing the children being settled, she now turned to the question of feed- ing them. As is common in every family, each youngster had a hearty appetite. She spent many a weary hour trying to think of some- thing nourishing. She came to the conclusion at last, that broth would be the best. Bread was out of the question, so she gave them some broth without any bread, and spanked them all soundly and put them to bed. She did not spank them because she did not love them, but because she did not know what else to do. E. McC., 'I7. MISS LU CRETIA'S BURGLAR. All was abustle in the old house, the two Miss Logans Hitted from room to room, giving each chair a final pat and straightening each already straight tidy. Miss Lucretia, the elder of the two, a tall, gaunt spinster of the old New Eng- land type, sat down to catch her breath as she expressed it. There, Deborah, she exclaimed, I guess everything's all right. Miss Deborah, the exact opposite of her energetic sister, calmly surveyed her surroundings. Yes, she answered in her placid voice, I don't think there's a mite Of dust anywhere. Dust certainly would have been out of place in that spick and span room, and the Miss Logans, feeling that their labor had accomplished much, relaxed in their chairs to enjoy the fruits of their handiwork. The reason for all this bustle of cleaning in a spot- less house, was the coming of Robert lYinthrop Logan, their grandnephew, who was to make his home with them, his parents having been killed in a railway accident. Upon receiving the news of his coming, they had commenced to clean house with a vim, feeling that when the last of the lVinthrop Logans should see his ancestral scat for the hrst time, it should be in perfect order, even if he was but six years old and his appreciation doubtful. About six o'clock the old rickety stage coach drew up at the gate and a very sleepy little boy literally tumbled out of the door, followed by sundry boxes and packages. As he stumbled tip the steps to meet his great-aunts, a large straw hat pushed to the back of his curly head, his blue eyes filled with sleep, he bore little resemblance to the Robert Winthrop Logans whose portraits hung in the gloomy parlor. Aunt Lucretia shook hands with Hobby as formally as she would have with an elder per- son. Miss Deborah kissed him and removed the troublesome hat, to l3obby's infinite relief. lle decided that Miss Lucretia was a very, very, queer person and he stood greatly in awe of her, addressing all his remarks to Miss Deborah. 'fl think, Deborah, said Miss Lucretia, that our grandnephew might be hungry. Are you. Robert? Yes, Aunt Lucretia, he stammered, I am very,-that is, I feel alittle bit hungry. In fact he was very hungry but he was so afraid of his aunt that he would not admit it. He did not think it necessary to add that he had lost his lunch-box when he changed cars at the junction and that he had eaten nothing since breakfast. Miss Deborah led the way to the dining-room and soon Bobby with the help of a dictionary and two pillows was sitting close to the table anxiously eyeing a glass of milk. After the blessing had been said, Bobby prepared to eat a hearty meal, but he could not accomplish much because Miss Lucretia asked him so many ques- tions. Miss Deborah, noticing this, whispered that in view of the fact that Bobby might be president or a great minister, it would never -do for him to say that his great-aunts did not give him enough to eat. - Humphl responded Miss Lucretia with a sarcastic sniff, It'll he a mercy if we keep him out of the poorhouse or from doing some other awful thing to disgrace the lYinthrops andthe Logansf' tMiss Lucretia had never eiatirely forgiven Bobby's father for marrying a.South- erner because she considered them soft and neither the XVinthrops nor the Logans had possessed this trait of characterl. But a careful -o OUT- F DIRE observer would have noticed that she ceased to question him and gave him an extra piece ot bread. The Miss Logans had never been in the habit of eating much for tea so they soon linished their meal. Hobby had not had nearly enough but his dear mother had told him never to ask for more when the others had linished, so he timidly an- nounced that he was through. lluring the meal his eyelids had drooped lower and lower. but not too low to notice the delicious uncut cocoa- nut cake on the side board. lrlowever his aunts forgot to oller him any and he would not have asked for it for worlds. Hobby perched himself on a high uncomfort- able chair while his aunts cleared off the table. lle tried to keep awake hut he was very tired and in a few seconds was fast asleep. Miss lleborah wanted to carry him to bed, but Miss Lucretia interposed with a lirm, No, Deborah, that child is a XYinthrop and a Logan and he shall not he pampered if l have a say in the matter. lfvidently she had, for Hobby was gently awakened by Miss Deborah and led away to hed. ,Xs soon as his head touched the hard, un- comfortable pillow, he fell asleep. Miss Deborah tiptoed down stairs and announced that llobhy was in dreamland. l suspect. Lucretia, she added, that our grandnephew will be a credit to us. He's a right brave young one. Not many youngsters his age could come clear to l'lymouthlmury from New Orleans without an older person. No, responded Miss Lucretia, UI don't sup- pose so. All children aren't lYinthrops and Logans. lle is. tMiss Luerctia's faith in her ancestors could have removed mountains, had she cared to tryl. Late that night alter the two old ladies had retired, Miss Lucretia was awakened hy a loud crash! llurglarsl she exclaimed, Clinic to get the family silver! Then a terrible thought came to her mind. Perhaps it was not a burglar but some one to kidnap liobbyl Like as not, she whispered to herself. .Xny one 'round here knows he's the only child of real lluritan descent! Armed with a poker and a warming pan she crept down the hall, the door of lJobby's room was open and as Miss Lucretia thrust her head in, she all but fainted. The room was empty! There was no doubt left in her mind now: she knew positively that some one had stolen her precious grandnephew. lIolihy's room was at the head of the stairs and as Miss Lucretia stood at the door she heard a groan in thi- hall ht-low. l do believe, she ejaculated, that that villain must have clubbed Deborah, into the bargain. And Miss Lucretia descended the stairs in a manner that was by no means slow. As she reached the bottom of the stair case she heard another crash, this time not so loud and followed by a muffled scream. Miss Lucretia lirml' ffrasped her weapons and room. through the windows, a strange sight. On the broken china, sat Bobby tea pot in one hand and 5 s dashed into the dining The moon, shining furnished the light for lloor, surrounded by grasping a huge silver energetically rubbing his knee with the other. My soul, exclaimed Miss Lucretia, drop- ping her tire arms and sitting down on the near- est chair, tif it seemed rather soft at the time she did not noticel, what on earth are you doing here? llarading 'round at this time of night and breaking folk's dishes? XYhy responded Hobby, you see l was hungry an' l 'membered the cake and came down to get some. lt was sort of dark and I dropped the plate. NYhen l was a' pickin' it up, l knocked the teapot off the side board an' bumped my knee on the leg of the table. XYhere's the cake demanded his aunt, not noticing it and wondering if he had eaten it. 'tXYhy, I guess you're sittin' on it, he answered innocently, l put it on that chair. Miss Lucretia rose from her chair in less time than it takes to tell it. lrler bathrobe was cocoa- nut cake from one end to the other. She gazed at it, too indignant to speak. At this moment Miss Deborah walked into the room. The sight was too much for her sense of humor, and she laughed until the tears canie. lt's no laughing matter, said Miss Lucretia grimly. This child certainly shall be punished. The very ideal lhiring the cleaning up process, Bobby dis- creetly returned to lied and after a while Miss Lucretia was sutticiently calmed to be induced to lie down. As Miss Deborah blew out the candle and shut the door, Miss Lucretia called after her, l'm sure l don't know what we're coming to. XYhcn XYinthrops and Logans act this way, there's not much hope for the rest of the people. XYith this gloomy prediction for the ruin of the country, Miss Lucretia fell asleep. and peace reigned again in the Logan homestead. C. C. ,17. COCK ROBIN. Cock Robin and jenny Xklren were engaged to be married that very day. The old minister 5 OU 'I otitis 57 pronounced them Ubird and wife and they seated themselves to enjoy the appetizing seeds and worms that constituted the wedding break- fast. Cock Robin was to propose a toast to his bride, when suddenly he uttered a little shriek and fell backward. jenny was at his side im- mediately and found a tiny arrow protruding from under his left wing. She promptly fainted and was carried from the nest. The remaining birds, trying to shed some light on the mystery, asked one another, l'Vho killed Cock Robin 7' No one knew until they asked a little sparrow. who said, I killed Cock Robin with my bow and arrow. So one of the birds dug a little grave and there they buried Cock Robin on his wedding day. ll. H. YI7. A MY STERIOUS DISAPPEARAN CE. One of the visitors who had enjoyed his past vacations at Harbor Point decided to purchase a lot and build a summer home at this beautiful resort. Owing to the popularity of the place. the only available lot was one near the end of the Point, on which stood a little old green cot- tage, the home of one of the fishermen who had lived there in the early days. Nr. Beverly Ran- dolph bought the lot, considering himself for- tunate to secure some property in this delightful place. One of the inhabitants of Harbor Springs, the village across the bay, who was looking for a small home, hearing that Mr. Randolph was planning to have the little house torn down, asked Mr. Randolph to sell the little cottage to him. He promised that he would have it moved from the property in the early spring, before the carpenters would commence building Mr. Randolph's new house. Mr. Randolph gladly sold the old cottage for a small sum of money. The following March, the townsman prepared to carry out his plan of moving the house across the frozen bay from Harbor Point to the oppo- site shore. This idea of his was rather an orig- inal one, and using the ice was a much shorter route than the long winding road which led from the Point to the village. One bright frosty after- noon, when the sunbeams were sparkling on the snow-laden pines, and making the ice in the bay as clear and smooth as a great mirror, a team of horses with its driver, rollers, all the necessary implements, and a number of men, were hired to begin the work. The men were very merry although they had a hard day's work to accom- plish, but before the. task was finished they sur- mised that it was going to take them longer than they expected. So at dusk they left the smgll green cottage standing on the ice, intending to return early the following day to complete the work. Therefore, the next morning, when the sun was peeping above the horizon, the workmen as- sembled, all commenting upon the sudden change in the weather. During the night the tempera- ture had risen many degrees, the air had become warmer, and a soft wind had unexpectedly sprung up from the south. All this had made the ice crack and begin to disintegrate. One of the men who was a trifle in advance, following a bend in the road, and thinking of the little house which they had left on the sur- face of the ice, happened to cast his eyes toward the bay, and to the surprise of his companions, suddenly exclaimed: The house has disaap- pearedl For a moment they were dismayed, wondering what had become of it. for no evi- dence could be seen on the surface. They de- cided to investigate. Two of the men crawled cautiously out on the ice, and when they reached the place where they had left the house the even- ing before, they found a large opening. They peered over the edge and saw a few green- painted boards swiftly Floating in the current out to sea. This was proof enough that the little house was irretrievably lost, Instead of the cottage being numbered among the homes in Harbor Springs, it became a watery summer house for the mermaids of Lake Michigan. ,I7. MISS TOD'S NEPHEW. johnny was a bright little lad of six years, with dark hair and brown eyes that always twin- kled very mischievously. Because of an epi- demic of measles in the city. he had been sent to visit his aunt. Miss Tod. He had been in the countrv a week now and the novelty had be- gun to wear away. He had painted the cow green. had pulled almost all the feathers out of the chickens, had put toads in his aunt's bed. and could now think of nothing else to do. One night he awoke just as the clock was striking twelve, and as he had a most uncom- decided to could find fortable feeling in his stomach. he creep downstairs and see what he to eat. So he slipped out of bed, tip-toed across the room. and opened the door, My, but it was dark and scary out there in the halll He hnally came to the top of the stairs and as he was afraid the steps would creak as they always did when fat Aunt lane stepped on them, he slid down the banisters. After stubbing his toe against every gs our-DIRE piece of furniture in the hall and diningroom, he at last bumped into the door of the pantry. He lighted a candle and peered around. Xthat was that over there? Oh! it was only a chair! And what were those things over there? Um! They were pies! He could hardly wait to get one of those pits in his hands and especially into his mouth. llut he saw more things than pie! There was a big jar of pickles and another jar of jam. lliith one of these in each hand he climbed upon the wide pantry shelf beside the pies, and sat down. In tive minutes he had eaten a blueberry pie and some jam and was beginning on an apple pie. lint he began to eat more slowly and more slowly. and the bites grew smaller and smaller after his second pie and all the jam had been finished. His head began to nod and after a while he fell fast asleep with the jar of pickles in one chubby hand. jam all over his face. and one foot actually resting on the top of a delicious peach piel Xyhen he was eventually discovered by his aunt the next morning, he was still sound asleep and it is needless to state the punishment that he received. For some peculiar reason, unknown to all but the aunt, he refused to eat pie or jam for months afterwards. M. Mcli. '17. A HUMOROUS EXPERIENCE .ON A CAMPING TRIP. Xlie had been on the road since early morning, riding and walking by turns, stopping only to eat our lunch. lt was late afternoon now and we were tired. hot and very dusty, so when we came in view ot the lake it was a welcome sight. After the horses had been nnsaddled and taken care of, we hauled our packs out of the wagon and car- ried them to a pretty pine wood, not far from the lake, where we intended to spend the night. tif course the lirst thing we did was to go in swim- ming and the water felt very refreshing indeed. The counselors had been cooking the supper while we were in swimming, so by the time we were dressed again it was ready. Hur suppers on camping trips usually consisted of tomato soup, baked beans, bat-oii or sausages, and fruit and crackers, and how good everything tasted! We were so tired that after the dishes were washed and our packs nnrolled, we were quite ready to The pine needles made a xtix soft bed and we all slept soundly despite crawl into our blankets. the laughing and talking of a few huniorously and crmnversationally disposed people. The next morning after breakfast, we were busy washing dishes and generally trying to make ourselves useful by getting in the way, when a large, black cow came ambling along. No one cared much or paid much attention to it, as cows are usually harmless creatures and common ad- ditions to the landscape in that part of the coun- try. This cow, however, appeared to be very so- ciable and walked right up to ns to where a towel was hanging on a tree, and began to chew the end tif it. Soon it was half way down the cow's throat, with only one end hanging out of her month. lYe then realized that the cow was actu- ally eating it and some one rushed to pull the towel away, but it had entirely disappeared before anyone got to it. The animal then calmly pro- ceeded to chew up a can of Dutch Cleanser while the Dutch Cleanser spurted in all directions. By this time we were really getting worried and every one ran to grab her own possessions for fear the cow would eat them. We finally chased the animal away bnt'as a parting remembrance she took a canvas knapsack, and as she disap- peared we saw the knapsack disappearing down her throat. XVe have had a hard time getting people to believe the story of this remarkable cow but we hope we have convinced the reader that this is a credible tale. Meanwhile we will return to finish our trip. Nothing of an exciting nature hap- pened on the way home except it poured rain. and we arrived at camp that evening in rather a moist condition, but glowing with accounts of our good time. H. G. VI7. A FROG HE WOULD A-WOOING GO. It was a glorious bright summer afternoon and the young frog, who had just acquired a start in business, was very much excited over his toilet, for this was the day on which he was going to woo his lady, whether his mother would let him or not. Having done all that he could to improve his appearance, he marched off with his opera-hat tilted janntily on one side of his head. On the way he met a friendly rat and they walked on to- gether. When they came to Monse's Hall, they knocked loudly on the door and the frog called out, Pray Miss Mouse. are you within ? Be- fore he could say more, they were ushered into the little monse's home by that hospitable crea- ture. It was not long before she had a feast laid out on the table, but while they were drinking and making merry Mrs. Cat and her kittens came tumbling in. Immediately on seeing the rat, the cat seized him and dragged him about the room, the kittens pulled down little Miss Mouse. Such S out-nrnra 59 excitement as this put poor Frog in a terrible fright, so he picked up his hat, wished them good- night. and was off. As Froggy was crossing the brook on his way home. a little white duck came along and gobbled him up. So that was the end of one, two, three-the rat, the mouse, and the little Frog-eel G. J. 'r7. THE EXCITEMENT OF A COW CHASE. The bright rays of the hot sun were beating down on the earth beneath, The locusts were singing briskly in the grass and shrubs near the roadside, while all the birds were satislied to re- lax in such heat. The leaves were also very quiet, they did not attempt to fan the hot peasants pass- ing by. XVe decided to go motoring, as this was almost the only way possible to receive the slight- est breeze. The dog also was to go, as he jumped into the car and refused to move since he knew the delight as well as we. At last we started off with the happy party consisting of Five people and a chauffeur. As we hurried along the road, great clouds of dust were raised into the atmosphere. livery one began to cultivate an appetite for the early fall apples. which appealed temptingly to us, for there are many wild orchards along the New England coun- try roads. Wle soon saw a few apple trees in a large pas- ture, so loud shouts were sent to the chauffeur to stop instantly. Two friends, the dog, and l, at once jumped out and started for the stone wall which enclosed the field. There were several cows feeding in the western side of the pasture. This did not worry us, however, as we were eager to find a few apples. Ylle were in the middle of the meadow, throw- ing sticks at the apples which were too eager to fall of their own accord, when l turned to see what had happened to Bruce, the dog, and saw to my amazement two cows wildly chasing him. My first thought was to hurry Bruce over the stone wall so the cows could not overtake him. I star-ted with a loud cry of Bruce, Bruce. for I knew he would follow nie. As l called and ran. the two cows turned so as to attack me instead of Bruce. The cows came nearer and nearer and acted in a very ugly manner. My only thought was how Bruce and I could get over the wall be- fore those awful creatures reached us. There was no o-ther thought in my mind until I found myself on the other side of the wall in thorny bushes. I had been tossed so quickly that I was more than surprised to lind myself on the safe side. XYhen l recovered my senses enough to scramble out of the briars, l saw the dog-safe near the car and every one in spasms of laughter. Two of the girls were quietly coming across the pas- ture with their hands lull of large apples. They climbed over the wall without the aid of horns and the cows stood calmly by to watch the pro- ceeding. liveryone returned to the car and we drove off trying the new tall apples which caused so much excitement. iq, it wy. OUR DOGS. llown in the basement of our house live six little puppies. X11 txvit tif them are alike in size or color, but they all take the same delight in frolicsome play. Never have l seen such a mis- chievous litter of pups. This can easily be accounted for. because they were born on llal- loween, a day of fun and merry-making. Never for one moment in their short lives have they ceased to play their cunning pranks unless they are asleep. Une afternoon last week T was sitting at the window watching lfluffy and Xigger. lilufly. the mother, is a black curly dog and Xigger. her son. is an exact copy of her. Fluffy came running down the street with a large mutton chop in her mouthg following her was Nigger. Some person had evidently forgotten to take the meat into the house from the steps. where it had been left by the butcher boy. lfluffy carefully placed the meat on the ground, and was preparing to devour it. when Xigger sneaked up behind her, and, stealing the chop, calmly walked away into a corner, Fluliy slowly fol- lowing. Meanwhile a large black lirench poodle, llaron, who lives across the street, spied our two dogs, and. upon seeing the meal, deter- mined to get it. llc boldly sauntered up into our yard. XYhen lilullfy discovered llaron she began to bark wildly with apprehension. Xig- ger was comfortably gnawing at the hone, while llaron was steadily advancing. Flulfy was almost frantic now and linally made a leap at llaron, bounding over Nigger. This fright- ened little Xigger to such an extent that he scurried away, leaving the bone to its fate, llaron then picked up the spoils ol battle and tripped merrily across the street, overwhelm- iyigly happy over his victory. lf there were ever two dazed and unhappy dogs they were poor fiio old Fltitfy and dear little Nigger. as they sadly turnetl away and nitiunted tht- steps of lllC1I' l-ittine. lf, Heli., '17, THE ROBINS. ljettv lived in the country and was very much 'interested in all animals. llarticularly did sht- likt- the little robin with tht- bright red breast, who, with his mate, had set up liouseket-ping in a treetop outside lit-tty's win- dow. lle had such soft black eyes and ht- would put his tiny ht-ad to one sidt- and look up at her as if she were his dearest friend. llis hotly was tiny and plump, and he had a delicate bt-ak and slender little legs. livery ino1'1iing he wakened Iletty with his cheery song, and she liked to http out tif lit-tl and watch from her window tht- little Hare of red-breasted liird tly into the tree with stunt-tliine' in his mouth. After the eggs were laid, Mrs. Robin had to sit patiently day after day on tht- nt-st until at last the littlt- rohins were hatched, and then Mr. Robin had plenty of work to do. lle had to bring food to drop into their mouths, and the more he brtinglit tht- more they wanted. livery day tht-ir mouths set-inetl tu open wider, and the more they seemed to squawk and ery. lle worked until he nearly dropped, but ht- was so proud that ht- nt-ver grumhled. . . , ,. . lioth XII. and Nlis. lxtihin had tti work vt-ry hard lat-lore tht- baby rolnns were tlt-deed. They were restless, kicking' babies and Xlrs. Robin had to fuss and fuss and tuck theni in every few minutes to keep them from falling out of tht- nest and tumbling from the tret-top. tlnt- intirning lit-tty ltiiikt-tl out and saw tht- nt-st in a great lluttt-r. 'l'he baby roliins wtre tlt-det-d now and must lit- taught to tly. XYhen Klr. Robin liiwvtiglit tht-ni out on tht- branch they wert- so frightened that tht-v would not stir and even tried tn scntlle back into tht- nt-st. Mr. liohin. nothing daunted, proceeded tu arent- and lly about, sliowine' tht-in how to use tht-ir wings. l'rest-ntly ht- lit-c:une disgusted and gave tht- t-ltlt-st one a push. .Xs Stunt as ht- found him- st-lf falling, tht- little fellow lit-gan to Ilutter and llap his wings. lfaeh little rollin had the saint- treatint-nt, and when all had aliehted et-ntly upon tht- grountl, tlit-y lit-gan ltr strut around and to boast to tint- antitlit-r of tht-ir elt-vt-rnt-ss. lletty wontlt-red il tht-y would rt-turn, but ltllt'l'SttX'Ltl'1ll days tit t-:treltil watelnne she knew that they would not. The two old robins seem- ed to feel very badly about losing their young ones, whom they had Worked so hard to raise, but they finally recovered, although Betty nt-ver diil. She still likes to sit by her window and watch little Mr. Robin put his head to one side and look up at her with his tiny soft black evt-, which reminds her of a dewdrop. ' E l B '17 AUNT CAROLINE. Aunt Caroline was a noted character in a littlt- Louisiana town. New Iberia, on Bayou 'l'eche. She did not know how old she was, and no one reinembt-red her coming there, She was brought as a slave from the Kongo lslands. She was short, as broad as she was long, very, very bla-ck and shiny and always wore a rt-d bandanna which she called her head rag. Her eyes resembled little black beads on a white background. She dwelt wherever she cared to make her home, and the town took cart- of her. lYhen walking down the main street one would always see Aunt Caroline, sitting on a box, with a sack by her side into which she put articles that people chanced to give her. Sht- talked to everyone that passed and lovetl to tease The chldren. If she was attracted by a child, she would call out in her peculiar voice, t'iinnne dat white chile, l'll put her in my sack, and the frightened child would tear down the street. She often sang some madly of the old darky lullabies that every white child has had sung to her. llt-r favorite song was this: l'oor sheep, poor sheep, where is yo' lamb? 'lliay down in de valley, Ile birds and de huttertiies apickin' out his eyes. .Xn' de poor little sheepy called 'Mainmyf Sht- was very superstitious, wearing a charm around her neck to keep away the evil spirits. She ht-lit-ved in hoodoos, and by the mixing of powdt-red snakt- skins antl other ingredi- ents that she would collect, she would keep her tnt-init-s from doing' her any harm. liven after .Xunt Caroline dies, stories of her will he hztntlt-tl down to t-he younger genera- tions. M, E., '17, AN EVENING CALL. 'Tiootl elieninf Jennie, how's yu feelin' ter night? said a young colored woman, who her- N GUI DIRE or self had only been in the city for a short time and who had called to see how her friend, just recently arrived from the south, was getting along at Mrs. Smiths Fine, I thank ye, how's yu gittin' along at Mrs. vIones'? answered her friend. Oh, pretty good, hut dem chillun am saucy. I was talkin' to de madam and happen to say 'ain't,' an' dat little mite of a Helen, jist eight years old, come runnin' up ter me an' tole me not ter say 'ain't' but ter say 'aren't,' an' I jist tole her I knew how ter talk an' I wasn't gwine ter lose all my suthin accent needer. Dat's right, said Jennie, don' yu let 'em boss yu aroun'. An' den yisterday mawnin', continued Lizzie, de Missus sont me ter town ter git some goods, and dey hah dem funny kind o' doors in de store, an' I jist got in one o' dem little holes like, an' kep' gwine aroun' and aroun', an' I didn' know how to git out, cause when I kep' walkin' faster de ting was gwine so fas' dat I got so dizzy I couldn' hardly stan' up. An' den a lady came along an' got in, too, but it wus gwine so fas' she couldn' git out eeder, and she an' I was jist llyin' aroun' in dat ting like birds, hut afterwards it slow'd down a bit an' de lady got out so I jist followed her. But I'd a hin thar still ef dat lady hadn' a showed me how ter git out. Hal I-Ia! laughed Iennie, dat sure is a good joke on yu, yer ain't on ter de city ways yit. Are ye? No, I guiss not, folk gits up so late in o'clock 'fo' dey git up. XVall, yer know de here, said Jennie. I guess I'll git used ter it some day. NVall, I mus' he gwine cause it's gittin' late, it's mos' seben thirty now, an' I like ter be in bed by eight thirty. Wfall, good night, Jennie. Good night, Lizzie, guiss I'll see ye to-mor- r0w, L. XM. 'I7. Lizzie replied. Han' dem de mawnin', it's mos' six people don' git up 'fo' day MISS JULIA. It was a little gray stone house with a large chimney. This chimney was the principal fea- ture of the house. It determined the early date of the structure for it was the sort that had been built first and when it was found to draw, the rest of the building had been completed. On the front there were four bay-windows with dia- mond-panes and a paneled door with a great brass knocker. The front lawn was entirely surrounded by a hedge except for a wicket gate in the center which opened on the lane. Behind the house on the right was a low cow-shed, and on the left a high stone wall which enclosed a fairyland of an old-fashioned garden where hol- lyhocks, goldenglow, bachelor-liuttons, lavender and larkspur ran riot, The garden boasted the only trees on the place, three lofty elms and an apple tree, gnarled and twisted with age. The owner was a little old maid, Miss julia by name, an aristocrat by birth, who, through financial dilliculties, had been forced to retire to this lit- tle country town and live in genteel poverty. Un a certain hot july afternoon about four o'clock, Miss .lulia stood at the garden gate and took a last look at the table spread under the old apple tree. She wore a Howered dimity with a white kerchief at the neck fastened with a large brooch. To look at her one would think that one had, somehow by accident, met Miss Matty of Cranford lt looked very cool and comfortable under the apple tree. The long old spindle-legged table with its snowy cloth looked very dainty. Miss .lulia checked off points on her fingers. The heavy silver, the fragile china. and the bowl of white dog-tooth violets in the center? Yes. lfverything is ready. Hut who were the euests for whom Miss julia was making such elaborate preparations? They must be very noted personages who necessitated the getting out of the old family silver and her grandmoth- cr's china. She heard the thump-thump of the knocker and hurried through the house to the front door. .Xs we peer out from behind her, at first we see nothing, hut on looking down we see a little girl and boy, their faces shining like mirrors, holding hands tightly to give each other courage in their trying moment of attempting to remem- ber mother's instructions in company man- ners. Are these, then, the guests for whom Miss Iulia has given so much time? Yes. Here, down the lane, come some more children clad in their Sunday best. The fact is, Miss -lulia is having her Sunday school class to tea, I suppose I should say to milk, for it is the prin- cipal part of the refreshments. Miss julia had planned this party for weeks. Milk would be inexpensive for she had her own cow, .let,' whom she loved as a daughter, and she could have bread and butter and hard candy. Cheap and 0'enteel, she had said to herself. PI The children trooped into the hall and hung their hats on the pegs. Miss julia counted heads. Another red and two more blacks, she men- tally stated. ting DIRE She ushered them into the front parlor. They sat down on the edge of the horsehair sofa and on the stiff-hacked chairs. The other children :soon came. When they had heen there for a few minutes their company manners wore off and they clamored for a story. Of course it was a Ilihle story with a little moral from time to time thrown in. hut done so gently that the children did not mind. After the story they went out to the garden and had tea. It is re- inarkahle how much ten unconstrained children can devour in ten tninutes. Having had tea the children played in the grass and went to see let, and Tammany, thehig tiger cat. .Xhout half past live they went home, all having very much enjoyed their afternoon. its Miss glulia cleared that tahle and washed the dishes hy the last rays of the setting sun, she felt extremely happy. for she had given pleasure to others which was the greatest joy her un- sellish heart desired. II. Ii, 'i7. o t,t.vkovi.if. P1..vt il., If'r11snticoH, PA., Septemher 4. 1914. Xlv Ili-axis Ihoisornvzf In your last letter you asked me how I enjoyed myself at Iiernice I.ivingston's house-party. Itell, I never had. or expect to have again, such a pleasant time. I certainly was not disappointed in Oak Manor. I had heard from people who had visited there that it was one of the most heautiful estates in all Iingland. It came up to my expectations in every way. It is complete in every detail. Although the house is immense, it is very cheerful and home-like. The wild fore ests with the heautiful deer scampering away at the slightest noise and the well-kept gardens with their heds of old-fashioned flowers and oddly tiimmed hedges, are magnificent. Behind the gardens are the well-lilled stahles. IXIr. Iaivinge ston has always heen fond of horses and he still keeps manv handsome thoroughhreds. The most heautiful thing in all the estate is llernice herself. I think she is an ideal girl. .Xt her mother's death five years ago, although she was very young, she look full charge of the house. Of course thev have servants to do everything, hut overseeing a large estate like theirs is a great responsihility. IIer father and hrothers idolize her and if she were like most girls she would have been spoilt long ago and would he nothing now hut a light. Ilippant girl. I do not mean she is not fond of pretty clothes and enjoying life generally with the young people, for nothing pleases herihetter. She FIIIT lieill ITMJ!-Ll of llle lfnfnys Qt tgmiigg, and at golf I never saw a girl play as she does. The best of all is to watch her starting out to hunt with all her friends, and later when they come home, to see her carrying the largest amount of game strapped to her saddle! lVe all spent two very happy weeks there. I stayed in London for a few days and then sailed for home. Soon after war was declared, I got a long in- teresting letter from Bernice. She said that Reginald and Malcolm, her brothers, had left for the front. They had gone to military school for a few years, Bernice said her father and she were very lonely without them and a little worried, for they had not heard from the boys since they left. .Xll through the letter I could see that she wished that she could go to the front and serve her country. XYhile she was at school she took a short course in nursing, Yesterday I was very much surprised to get a letter from Ilernice from northeastern France where she is helping as a Red Cross nurse. She said we have no idea of the suffering and hard- ships among the soldiers. She also said, 'AI can do very little, hut I am glad I came for there are harely enough nurses to do all the work. I have only a couple of hours a day to myself for there are wounded being brought in all the time. Cne trouhle that is worrying us now is where we are going to put them if they keep on coming. Of course she tried to make light of how hard she is working, hut she is the kind of girl that will keep on as long as her strength lasts. They are all hoping that this awful war will end before the cold weather sets in. Ile sure and write soon and tell me all about my friends in Ifoston. Your loving Janet. R. R. '17, THE OLD CHAPEL. Up the rickety wooden steps the hent form of old Mrs. Stephens could he seen as she made her way to the little chapel. At the door she was niet hy the kind old minister and his son. .Ns she walked to her pew with her feehle and treinhling gait, she felt chilled and lonely, as many curious glances were directed towards her. .Xs she sank into the corner of her pew her eyes filled with tears, as she realized that this was to he the last service held in this little chapel so dear to her, as a beautiful new church was about to he completed. It had been a very great undertaking for her to attend this twilight service. 5 OUT DIRE 63 She let her thoughts stray back to the first time that she had attended a service in this chapel. Ifler white hair had then hung in golden curls, She saw herself nodding and chatting with her many friends in the small congregation. This picture grew dim and a more vivid scene took its place. The chapel this time was gorgeously decorated with beautiful spring flowers, It was the eve- ning of her marriage. How clearly she could see the smiling and happy faces of her family and friends! There she stood, arrayed in soft white satin, beside john Stephens. She could almost hear the faint strains of music, so vivid was the happy scene. Then had followed many years of happiness. Again she thought of this apparently cold and unfeeling congregation which now surrounded 'her and contrasted it with the one she had known at the time of her husband's death. Everyone had been so very kind and sympathetic. This was the one sad and unhappy picture which presented itself to her and it seemed to thrust all others from her mind. On the day of the funeral, the little chapel, usual- ly so cheerful and pretty, seemed to have been changed into a cold and impressive cave. All she could see was the big black cofnn in which all her happiness had been buried. Blrs. Stephens had then spent many years, in order to regain her lost strength. with some relatives. On her return she saw very few familiar faces in the congregation Indeed, her only friend seemed to be the old minister. Ile had become so feeble that his son had taken over all the ac- tive work of the parish. Everything had changed! Even the church in which services had been held year after year was being replaced by a modern place of worship. This thought sud- denly brought Mrs. Stephens back to her present surroundings. The choir was marching out and the voices of the young boys sounded very far away. As the minister was leaving the church he noticed Mrs. Stephens still sitting in her pew. Her face was so white that he thought she must have fainted. On reaching her he found that still another link with his past life had been broken. Mrs, Stephen's soul had Hoated up to heaven with the sweet strains of the last hymn. B. B. 'l7. COUNTRY LIFE. CPlay1et in Three Acts.j Place: Back XN1oods Time: Present Samuel, tthe hushandj f Ill-11, -tthc wifcl 1 L ,mlm,l.L,H lnnmei jones 1 Iiarmer Brown 1 ivcr 1 St'L'IIC'.' Old Country llouse, 5111111101 lllltl illiriti .vitliizij by 1110 13115111111 .vf11t'1'. 111' is 5111111111111 tl lvU1'11 coli fiifc 111111 slit' ix 1111171- 11111 ll 1'e11 Xtfflllfllffff. Sui titer.-XX'l1at are you thinking about, Kliria? BIIRIA--Iilll good and ashamed Samuel, but I was thinking of the I was wishing we could see life on of myself. city world. our twenty- tifth wedding day: that will he here next month. I have never left this farm, and I love every tree and each blade of grass, my pet chickens, the pigs, our old cow with her little white calf and faithful old Roger, we have had him almost as long as we have had each other, I am not complaining, husband, but what wouldn't I give for a sight of one of those automobiles. That city-chap who was selling tin-ware told me that automobiles run alone, flo you believe it, Samuel? S.va11'1i1.fKliria, are you well, dear? You are all out of breath: that is more than you have talked in the twenty-live yearsl Tutl Tutl we are too old! l-et's hurry to bed, it is seven o'clock and I must be up at the cock's crow. KIIRIA--XYOLI know that old stocking under the mattress1 it is almost full of silver bitsl Suppose we take it and go for a whole day! vacation on our wedding day. S.vx1t11i1.JCo1ne, get the lamp. I'll see. I'll dream over it. ,vcr ll Scclle: Same as .Xct I-1 lne month later. Rlllllk-liljl up, Samuel, I have never closed my eyes all night: I am so Hustered and it is dawn. You have been to Beatte's Corners three times lately: I can hardly dress l am so worked up. SAKIUEI.--Illll'1'y, Kliria, I have your break- fast laid out on the oil cloth on the edge of the stove. Eat some pie, and doughnuts and drink a lot of milk: we want to feel good all day. .Xnd Mirial IJon't forget to put a package of dough- nuts in my coat pocket. BIIRI.-Xl,X whole day from this house. I.ook at that motto, Home, sweet home. I wonder if we are doing right. tXYiping her eyes with her apron, she singsi, l'll wear my best little bonnet with the bit of lace upon it. tlhl and I'll add my prize chicken feather. ml oU1-DIRE S XXl1'l.l.fI feel like fl boy again. hlllilk-11111211 nizikes 111e feel so young like, I 1X'l'.Il1llC1'! llhey get in the XYHQOHJ. 5.1111 l.l.' -111-t up. Roger. it is ten 111iles to lIe:1tt1 s C111'11e1's! l.iet up! 1.iet up! 1111111-ls this tl1e place, Sainuel? I see notliing but four 17111419 and ll re1l thrashing l1l2lL'll1llL'. S1x111'1f1.f'lil111t is 1111 auto a1111 I have lear11e1l to push it along. Xl1111.v-Your three visits! I see! But will it go? S.1x11'1iL-1111? XYhew! ,lump i11! Dont be sc21re11, which road, Xliria? 'l'11ose three le111l to villages, tl1e otl1er i11to tl1e country. 1111111-'l'l1e country road, Samuel! XYe will feel 111ore hoine like. Uh! Uh! There goes llly prize chicken feather! I 11111 so scared! l'lt-ase, stop! My best honnet's O11 tl1e back of llly he-1111! 1111! 1111! There goes tl1e l1orse blanket: 1 llllfl it 2110111111 llly shoulders to keep X1'2ll'1'l'l! S1vx1t'1i1.+lJo11't be scared! llreat life! Isn't it? ,lust flying through the air 111111 no hoss to fee1l! Steady ol1l fellow, w11oa! whoa! Are you holding tight to tl1e sides, Kliria? NIIlil.X+Slll'l'l11Cl, it is line! But, ol1! Xvhat is that? S.v11t'1i1.fXX'e are 111ur1lerers, wife: I have 1'lll1 KIOXYII Zl chicken! XllRliXfI.OOli ! ! l-ook! .X 1112111 I'L1l1111llg'll11S way with Il pitcl1 fork ! ! 1 13111111511 'l11x12sfl1ere, you ricl1 city folks give 111C o11e dollar for that chicken! You city people with your ZlllltJ1llOlJllCS 1lo us no good! tfiainuel gives 21 silver 1loll21rl! Kliidvsf lur silver 11l1l1lX'Cl'SZ1l'y, Sainuell .xllll to pay Ll dollar for one chicken, 1111, 111Lll'ilLfl'! XX'h11t's that? Iilll shot! Iilll killed! S111 1'1-:L--Oiily a hlow-out! M1111.xsf1'Jl1! Xvhat fu11 we are l1L1Y111g! S.vA11'1LL-My ol1l erick in llly hack is here again, so we will go back! Kl1111.v-1 wish I 111111 lJ1'ULlQ,'l1l llly li11i111e11t along! 1111! Xvhat is that? Right in tl1e road, Il whole flock of chickens! S.1111'1iL-f'l'1111t farmer hlones has 10111 some other f11rn1e1' about that IIUIIEII-, 111111 tl1ey l'l1C2lll to rob us of our silver. Klllil.X+Il1lU yonder corn Field, quick! Quick! 1Il2111g! Crash! And both are sitting on tl1e corn stul1b1es!1 11111511211 l11111wNw.Xre you two crazy people, or :ire you on Ll joy ride? S1111151. 11x11 Kl1111.1 ,lI1J1L1l'I'lllCRf-Ntl, we are on our silver Z1ll11lYCl'SLl1'y ride 111111 saving our silver from you! ACT 111 5111110 115 5511110 0110. Sauzzzcl rolled 111 slzatvls tlllll llliria with lzcnd 170111101 np, and aruzl in ll roller tonic! for I7 sling. S,vMt'EL-Xvell, Kliria! Are you satisfied, wife? 11111111-It was grand! Samuel! But such queer feelings 2111d starts all tl1e w11ile! My knees are wobhling yet. Let's buy another horse with tl1e silver for our anniversary a1111 let the city folks l1ave their autoinobiles. ll. Rl. VIQ. lTHl2 ENDJ lfcho 11ot tl1e wor1ls of others as a parrot does, D. H. VIQ. LOST AND WON. 1111 one side of the large Ross estate there grew a line group of nr trees. .fkround them tl1ick and dense bushes grew up and vines wound lllC1l' way up the trunks of these trees, thus joining tl1e111 together and forming a 5Cl'CCl1. .Xt tirst glance a stranger wo11l1l think there was no way to enter tl1is paradise of trees and bushes, but O11 close inspection o11e could see there was a s111all parting through which a lit- tle Zllltl i1111isti11ct path ran, and by crawling on 112111115 and knees one, witl1 consi11erable care, 111ig11t e11ter. Inside tl1e underbrush was clear- ed away and the weeds pu1le1l up, leaving the Qlllllllll carpeted wt11 soft, velvety 111055 a11d groups of pretty ferns. Between two of tl1e lZll4QC5l trees a l1an1n1ock was swu11g a1111 here Z1 young girl was accustonied to lie, reading-or sleeping ZIXYHY the Z1lllC1'l101Jl1. She was there IIOXY, but sl1e was not reading. No, nor sleeping, for from ti111e to time sl1e w111111l toss restlessly and utter a low sob. But wl1y 511011111 sl1e cry? 1111 tl1e table beside l1er were several hooks, a box of candy, a1111 a glass 111 lCl111l112l1lC, but she tonclied none ol tl1e111. She just lay there crying and thinking, evident- ly trying to l'l1ZlliC Llp her n1in11 to soiuething. liinally sl1e stood LIP. She was a pretty girl now about thirteen. Ifler face was tlushed Hllfl her eyes were re11 from crying. She clenched her lists a1111 stainped her foot, 'lIl1ey Sll2lll't,H she 1lec1are1l aloud a1111 crossed to tl1e other side of her grove. She knelt dow11 and drew Zl box from hel1ind tl1e bushes. 171-11111 tl1is she took Zl pencil and paper a1111 began to write. 'l'hey shan't, she 1leclared again. I shall write to 'lloininy Clllll tell 11in1 all about it. They sl1a11't,ISay! i N OUI- DIRE 65 For a time all was silent as she was very busy writing. She used a page and began an- other. At last she sighed, gathered up her pa- pers and began to read. This is what she read: 'lDear Tommy:-Mother and Daddy are very serious. It's no joke any more. They must sell, and Ol 1ny beautiful grove, I can't bear to part with it. Father is very sorry, but doesn't seem to understand how I feel. The trees must be cut, he said, and the house built, for he has to have the money by next October. I can't-just can't part with this place. I wish I could tell the 'awful beast' who is going to buy it just what I think. Lovingly: Betty. Down on her knees she went and out through the little opening, She crossed the lawn to where a large oak tree stood. A small. tin box was nailed to its trunk and on this box in large black letters was written: Private! Mail box. Betty slipped a key from out of her pocket and undid the little padlock. She removed a letter she found within, and carefully placing hers in its place, shut and locked the box and returned the key to her pocket. After settling herself once more comfortably in the hammock, she lazily unsealed her letter and began to read. Suddenly she gave a little jump and sat up. These were the words that had caught her eye: H--And about your grove. Don't worry. Father is the awful beast who is going to buy it. The trees are not to be cut and we-you and I-are to have it for our playhouse just the same. Yours as ever: Tommy. E. L., 'I9. The elevator to success not running, take the stairs. N. D., 'IQ. THE REVENGE. Dick May, a small boy of about eight years, was sorting the apples that were to be sent to town, and seeing one larger than any of the others and more perfect in shape and color, laid it aside to take to a certain blue-eyed curly- headed Susie that Dick had met at school. Therel He said as he hid it in the fruit cupboard, if anyone finds that and takes it, I'll-f- Dick, Dick, hurry, dinner is ready, called Mrs. May from the head of the cellar stairs, so the threat was never finished. After dinner both the boys went fishing and had a fine time. Sunday passed Wlthmlt Hllytlling special happening, but towards evening Toni, Dieldg, elder brother, happened to have been sent to get a jar of peaches for supper, and seeing the big rosy apple, took it and ate it without any thought of how it had got there or to whom it belonged. Monday morning Dick, after finishing his chores. went to get the beautiful present for Susie, and who could describe his anger when he saw it was not therel He fairly flew up those stairs and into the kitchen. XVho took that apple that was in the fruit cupboard? he cried. I did, answered Tom, why, was it yours? You? cried Dick. HNone of that, Dick, said Hrs. May stern- ly here is your lunch, now run along to schoolf' Dick knew he would have his revenge some day, but said nothing of it. That afternoon as he was walking home from the school-house, he saw that the bars were down and that some of the cows had wan- dered from the pasture. I'll not put them up, thought Dick, nbc- cause Tom has to bring the cows home this evening, and it will serve him right to have to hunt for them. On reaching home Dick played in the barn and then did his evening work. XYhen he had finished he went to the house to study a little before supper, but as soon as 'he came in the door Mrs. Hay said: Dick, I want you to go for the cows to- night. I have other work for Tom. Chl why hadn't he driven the cows back and put up the bars? Oh! why hadn't he? But now it was too late, so he went out, and after an hour of hard work, he returned home with scratched face and hands from following the cows' footprints through the woods, but all the animals were there. XVhile eating his cold supper Dick told the storv of his hunt for the cows, omitting that he had seen the bars down in the afternoon. But that night when his mother came upstairs to tuck him in, he said: 'tMother, I saw the bars down when I was coming home from school, but I left them there to pay Tom back for eating the apple I had saved for Susie. Mother didn't speak right away, but when she did she said: VVell, I hope my boy will know better next timefl And Dick was sure he would. M. L., '19. 4l 66 OUT-DIRE MABEL'S SURPRISE. It was a cold, rainy, and altogether disagree- able day. Xlabel, sitting in a disconsolate little heap upon the window-seat, flattened her nose against the win-low pane and tried in vain to see something pleasant and cheerful without. But as far as her eye could travel there was nothing in sight but the driving rain. dingy street lamps, and ceaseless trallic. How I wish, she said aloud, that something pleasant would happen! Mother is out and what will she say when she reaches home to hnd me here instead of at school Mabel had come home from school that day indignant and tearstained. She had vowed that never, never would she return again. The girls had been mean, unbearable. 'l'hey had made her feel more deeply the insignilicance tif her lit- tle cotton frock and had noticed, she was sure. the patches. She had heard them giggle and whisperingly point her out. And now she was beginning to wonder what her mother would say. ller train of thought was at that moment in- terrupted by the door bell. Surely it could not he mother home so early. She ran swiftly down the stairs and swinging open the door. stood speech- less upon the threshold. For there, dripping with rain, stood six or seven girls of her own age. XYhy, why, how do you do! stammered Mabel. 'tXYon't you come in The little procession entered and removed their wraps. XYe have come, said l.ois Clark, to apolo- gize for the way we acted toward you todayf' Yes. chimed in Alice Martin. Wie certainly were horrid. liy this time they were upstairs in Klabel's lit- tle room drying out their wet garments by the tire. XYe wanted you to know that we were sorry, so we came to tell you so. All the girls are sorry, added Elizabeth Xkiil- lis, but they could not all come to tell you, so they asked us to tell you for them. Plain dresses are much nicer than fancy ones and are far more suitable for school, and as for jewelry, we thought it odd that you did not wear any, but now we see that you were more sensible than we and we have decided not lo wear any hereafter-that is, un- necessary jewelry, such as a great many rings and bracelets. and we want you to please come back to school tomorrow and be friends with us.'l l was silly too, to he offended so easilyfl said Xlaliel and I forgive you with all my heart and know that l shall like your school and that we shall be very good friends, and so I know that you will not mind if l ask how you happened to change your way of thinking. N Of course. we don't mind telling you, said Margaret simply. It was our school that did it. Oh!'l exclaimed Mabel. HI am more sure than ever that I shall like your school and I hope it will help me as it has helped you. 'tI know it will, replied, l.ois earnestly. And now, exelaiired Mabel, let us go into the kitchen and make some candy. t'Do you know, remarked Mabel thoughtfully that evening, as she and her mother sat together in the library, I have discovered that things in- variably turn out entirely differently from the way you think they are going to. And her mother smilingly agreed. BI. H. '19, THE STORY OF THE GOOD SWEET PEA. Characters 2-The Good Sweet Pea, The Cross Sweet Pea, :X liuttei-Hy, Little Mary. Synopsis :-The Peas are planted, the different dispositions of the two Peas, the advice of the llutterflyg the death of the Cross Peag the tri- umph of the Good Pea. ACT I. Cross Pea to Hood Pea:-It is so dreary. and dark under the earth, 5 flood I' ea :-Never mind, we shall soon be in the sunshine. Cross Pea:--I wonder what the world is like. ls it dark and dreary? it itl PC111- kil't NS selves. Uh, no! it is full of sunshine. Pea:-Wie shall wait and see for our- ACT II, The peas sprout above the earth. Cross dreary. Iiootl world is Little to climb Mary comes to put strings for the peas upon. l'ea:Y.Xfter all, the world is dark and Pea:-You are mistaken, my friend, the full of sunshine. ACT Ill. Cross Pea I-I.ook at the string she gave me. it is all knotted knotted string, Good Pea :- I will never climb up such a But I do not have any to climb up. Cross Pea 1-I wonder what is on the other side of the fence? flood Pea :- I am sure there are Howers, foun- tains, and many other beautiful things. Cross Pea :YI think it is a marshy swamp. I ..i....eQ-a.tsmniin- OUT fuj' ACT IV. A butterfly comes and whispers into Good Peas ear. Good Pea cries in delight :-I will do that. Thank you very much, Mr. Butterfly. She climbs upon a blade of grass, then on to a thistle stein, and then on to the knotted string of the Cross Pea. Cross Pea:-I will not climb upon that ugly string. ACT Y. Looking down a few mornings after, Good Pea sees the Cross Pea withered, and dead. Good Pea climbs to the top of the fence and looks over into a beautiful garden, with a foun- tain. Good Pea:'I have inet with success at last, for I am able to see this paradise. MORAL. Look upon your state of life cheerfully as the Good Sweet Pea did. v M. I . H. 19. A MOTI-IER'S LOVE. 1. In a beautiful and sunny nursery in a large fashionable New York house a little miserable and wholly discontented boy of six sat on the floor surrounded by many costly and handsome toys of every sort and description. This little lad had lost his mother two years before and his father had been travelling all over the world, leaving junior entirely under the care of gov- ernesses and servants. As he sat there, idly looking from one play- thing to another, tired of them all, in rushed Miss Brown, the governess, waving a piece of yellow paper in her hand saying, junior, junior, get up and let Maggie dress you. I have just received a telegram from your father saying he will be home at six-thirty. I must go and dress myselff' junior looked up with a faint smile and gave himself up to be dressed. At six-thirty sharp, Junior and Miss Brown were in the drawing room. They heard the sound of wheels and in a few minutes Mr. Smith rushed in and grabbed junior, embracing him fondly, saying, junior, you look pale but I have-F , Obi Daddy l Junior burst forth excitedly, I am so sick of playing with toys in the play mom. I want to get out and run. Mr. Smith smiled and looked at his little son's anxious face and said, As I started to say, I have a very nice surprise for you. It's right outside the door. At that moment a strange lady walked in. She smiled and went up to junior saying, I am your new mother and I hope we love each other dearly. Already junior felt a liking for this pretty lady. Mr. Smith continued, My work calls me to the west and we are all three going to live in a cottage, leaving some of the toys, fancy clothes, and all city attractions and I hope you will get strong and well living in the open air all day long. In a few weeks a little party of three were settled in a lovely country place with cows and chickens and ducks to look after. The new Mrs. Smith did everything for june ior herself, not depending on servants. He be- came a healthy, robust youngster and of his own accord gave all his toys to the poor little chil- dren who never had any real pleasure in life. L. F. '19. If you repeat only what you know to be true, there wouldn't be half so much scandal. L. F. '19. A STORY. CHARACTICRSZ Rl2'I l'Y1lIllC little girl. P119-the black kitty. jonxxv-the grey kitty. The kitties are in the sitting-room curled up in the bay window. PEG- Johnny, Betty is a very nice mistress to us, don't you think so ? -IoHNNv- Yes, Peg. but this morning she forgot to warm my milk and I had a very cold breakfastf' Peo- Yes, she forgot to warm mine, too. But worse yet, she did not give me any supper last night. And now she has forgotten all about us. because she is so interested in her new doll. JOHNNY-HXVCS, I know it is hard to go with- out your supper and have a cold breakfast. But I know what we will do nowg let us go and hide from her. It will be such a scare that she will not behave like this again! PEG.- 'XVhere shall we hide? JOHNNY- Let's climb into the pockets of her father's house coat, which is in the closet. Away they go! 68 OUT- DIRE lletty comes into the room and asks her another where the kitties are. Her mother, who has been liusv sewing. has not paid any attention to the kitties' so says she does not know. The kitties in the coat pockets begin to talk. l i2n4 joli1iny. it is so hot in here that I am nearly smothered. .lol-txxv- Yes, so am I, but I tell you I am going to make Betty worry so that she won't forget to give us our meals again. IJI2t11HSO am I. But let us watch our chance and go to the cellar. The fresh milk has just come in from the farm. vlonxxvful Jh, no, let us go to sleep and for- get all about it and in the morning we will go and play with Betty, Fo they go to sleep. In the meantime, Betty looks all over the house and cannot find her pets. F-he remembers that she has given ,lohnny a cold breakfast and Veg no supper the night before. She tells her mother and her mother says she is sorry but maybe she will not do it again. So poor Betty goes to bed that night very sad. In the morning, Peg and Johnny are found sit- ting on her bed, TYhen she wakes up and sees them she cries and says she will never forget to give them their meals again. And she has never done so. F. R. 'I9. TWO BIRTHDAY SURPRISES. It was warm in the little room, which served as a sitting room and dining room, where Mary sat darning beside her mother, who was an in- valid. I wish I could go to college, Mother, she said, as she threaded her needle for the third time. tio to college l exclaimed her mother, raising herself up on the couch. 4 Yes, Mother, I know it seems ridiculous and I wouldn't leave you alone, but I do feel iealous of the girls when they talk about roommates and the fun they are going to have, solibed Mary, jumping up and kneeling on the floor beside the couch where her mother lay. Tears came to Mrs. B1-own's eyes, but she choked down her soh and told her daughter to go to lied and she would think it over. In bed Mary lay awake a long time imagining college. Oh, if Father were only heref' she said to herself, he would surely manage it. Mr. Brown about a year ago had gone to Texas to engineer an oil field. Only a few months ago a tank had exploded and Mr. Brown was among the men reported killed. Since then Mary and her mother had moved into poorer quarters of another town. Nothing more was said between Mary and her mother about college, but Mary often swal- lowed many a sob when the girls began talking about fudge parties and clubs that they would be in at school. A few days before her birthday, Mary came home to find her mother crying, but her mother told her that she was very, very happy about something. But Mother, can't you tell me ? she pleaded, sitting down on the couch and looking into the transligured face of her mother. XYell, said Mrs. Brown, wiping her eyes, to-morrow is your birthday and I have two surprises for you and I didnlt expect to have any. HIt couldn't be college, Mary repeated to her- self when she was alone, and the only other thing I want is a father. The next day when Mary came home from school, she heard her mother talking to some- one and upon opening the door she saw a man seated upon a chair beside her mother. l7atherl', she cried and leaped into his out- stretched arms. IYhen Nr. Brown explained how he had been ill for months and how he could not reach his family, Mary remarked, Then, Father. you are my one birthday present! 'tAnd college the other, added her father, K. I. 319. A SCHOOL SONG. QTO the Tune of Tipperaryj lt's a long way to 'XVin-ches-ter, To my XYin-ches-terg lt's a long hard pull thro' all the studies At the school where I do go. It's how-do-you-do to all the teachers, How-do-you-do to XVin-ches-terg It's M-i-t-c-h-e-l-l and then- My heart's right there! ! l ! M. M. ,I9. S ., -'1 1 OVVE THE COMING OF SPRING. The robin is flying up high in the sky, Spring is here! Spring is here, is his gay lit- tle cryg The bluebird is up in the apple tree swaying, I.Vhile beneath him the children are laughing and playing, Dancing and singing while flowers are springing, ' ' ' ' -- ' 1 ' 'A ' fr Hailing sprmg's coming with meiiy bells ringing, S. MCF. '20, AN ADVENTURE. One hot afternoon my father and I went out canoeing on the bay. There are several islands or small pieces of land in the bay on which grow wild flowers. XVe paddled about for a while, and then landed and began to pick some irises, There was a straw path which someone had made an-d I was standing on it picking the flowers when I heard my father call to jump forward. I did so. but I looked around and did not see anything to be frightened about. Father said there had been a snake as long as paddle behind me ready to strike. looking around everywhere to find because he wished to kill it, but he find it. I went back to the canoe. step I took I would look behind to snake were following me. Ylfhen mother heard about it she told me never to o-et out of the canoe on one of these islands use she is very much afraid of L. D. S., '2o. the canoe He went the snake could not but every see if the ID again, beca snakes. SCHOOL lVIOTHER'S STORY. Une day when I was a very little girl about eleven, mv mother wished to have some pre- supper, so she told me to go down some up from the cellar. I started . cellar steps and ran towards the closet where the peaches were kept. I always serves for' and bring down the hated to eo down into our cellar, for it was so dark and gruesome. I had just put my key into the lock when I heard a voice say, XXX-ll, I never! apparently coming from this very closet. I was very much frightened and could scarcely move. XYhen I tried to scream, my tongue stuck in my mouth. You can imagine how terrified I was. .Xt last, when I could move, I listened intently. Yes, I could hear soft rustlings! XYhen I heard them, l dashed upstairs to mother, but could scarcely tell her my story, I was so excited. Xthcn she at last understood, she armed herself with a small rc- volver which we always kept in the house and eave me the axe. lYe stole softly down and stood beside the door. Mother herself heard the noise. 'Suddenly we burst open the door, mother aiming her weapon and calling out bravely. Hllands up! 'lihe closet was dark so we had a lantern. Suddenly, l'XYell, I never! Illess my buttons I came in screeching tones. Then how we laughed. when out from the corner walked a parrot! Xlve are puxvling our brains wondering how he could have got in when we spied an open window in the house next door, which explained the mystery. It 70 oUr-DIRE was our ueighhor's pet parrot, and he had fiown out of their window into our preserve closet! E. ll. D., '2o. GRETA AND THE SPIDER: A Legend. tirttzt was a little crippled girl that lived on Sfvllle' lSlZll1tlS north uf Scotland called the Shet- land Islands, ller mother and father were xt-ry poor. They had not enough money to light the little cottage they lived in. Some days were very dreary and lonely for Greta. tm one tif these lonely days when Greta was looking 'out of the window to see what she could see, she saw a spider making his we-li nil tht- lioust- next door. She was very much interested in what the spider was doing. Sud- rleuly a thought came into her head and she hecame still more interested. lkihen her moth- er came home that night, Greta told her of what she had seen that day. She also said she was going to make a shawl according to the pattern of the spider's weh. She worked day after day on her shawl until at last it was finished. ller mother was Very much pleased and she invited all the neighbors to come and see it. Une day a strange lady came to see the shawl, and she asked tireta if she would like to sell it. tireta was very glad to sell it, lie- cause she could use the money for her family. After that she made many more and showed other people how tu make them, so they might earn some money too. The Shetland tloss that you huy at the stores comes from these islands. The Shetland wom- en have erer since made lieautiful shawls, and have sold them for many pieces of gold. X. XX ., go. SPRING FLOWERS. l.ittle white croeus peeping from the ground Ilelps us l.U1'Cl'llL'llllJL'l' spring will soon he round: The daffodils so tall and yellow liask in the .Xpril sun so mellow. The hyaeinths watt their sweet perfume, Un apple trees the hlossonis bloom The many-colored tulips gay Sprinkle gladuess on our way. The yiolet lifts its modest head, From its sheltered fern-leaf hed. Iiy all these lovely tlowers cheer, XX-'e know, indeed, that spring is here. Xl. ll. L., zo. KIDNAPED BY A GYPSY. Early one morning Lucy sprang out Of bed and ran to the window. The night lJefOI'e H hand of gypsies had pitched their camp on the outskirts of the village and she wished to see if they were still there. XYhen she saw the tents in the distance, she hurried to get dressed. .Xfter she was ready and had eaten her break- fast, she asked her mother if she might go and have her fortune told. Her mother said she might, and off she started. NYhen she arrived at the camp an old woman said to her, Tell your fortune, my little lady. Tell you the truth. So she went into the tent to have her fortune told. .Xs it grew dark and her little girl did not come home, the mother grew worried. It he- came darker and still she did not come. Her mother decided to send a searching party. When the searching' party came to the camp of the gypsies, they found that they had gone, and the little girl with them. After an exciting chase, the pursuing party came upon the gyp- sies eating their breakfast. XYhen they saw the men they quickly ran away, leaving the little girl hehind them. The father and mother did not make trouble for the gypsies, they were so glad to get the little girl hack. ll. Ii. G., '2O. A NAUGHTY GIRL. XYhen l'm a very naughty girl My mother sends me straight to hed, llut nursey spanks me hard instead. Father seolds me and says, XYell, liut sister stands up nice and tall .Xnd scolds and says to one and all. I don't like little sisters when they act like sister Nell. I .Xuntie llannah, who is sweet, Neyer scolds at all: She just laughs and says Bly sweet .Xnd gives me sugar plums, That's all. Ay. -1 v v Rf., zo. AN ADVENTURE ON THE ICE. lt was Ammon Ralph's first year Ammon was an Australian bov, and in school. , could not and would not join in any of the sports. Never- theless he had his own sport, and that was throwing the bull whip. N OUI- DIRE 71 He learned to skate after many days of hard work. One day everybody was skating on the ice, and Ammon was among them. There was a place at one end of the pond, where the ice was very weak. Ted, one of Ammon's friends, said he could beat the principals dog in a race. The boys gave the signal, and away they started, heading for the weak ice. Ammon was nearest to him and tried to stop Ted, but all in vain. Ted had disappeared under the water. Ammon's first thought was of his whip. He had once told the boys that he could whirl it around anyone's neck, and not hurt one in the least, so he proved it. He ran to get it, and as Ted was going down for the last time, Ammon threw the whip, knotted it around Ted's neck, and pulled him ont. Hy this time all the boys were around Ammon. They tried to untie the knot, but could not, and at this moment Ammon hurried up and untied it, and just as Ammon had said there was no mark left on Ted's neck. Soon after this Ted recovered consciousness and the boys took Ammon on their shoulders and carried him back to the dormitory. After this all the boys were friendly with Ammon and he joined in their sports, and before he graduated he was known as the best athlete in that section of the country. H. V. R. '2o. THE ADVENTURE OF A MOUSE. A little mouse so very sly, XVent to the pantry to look for pieg He ran up the wall, and on to the shelf. And soon he began to stuff himself: First a nibble and then a gnawg Then what do you 'spose that monsie saw? A large black cat, as fierce as could be, And mousie well knew where he soon would be, But the cat kept creeping, creeping near, And made mousie nearly numb with fear, lVhen he jumped from the shelf And ran through the door, And the cat never heard of him any more. H. C. NV. '20, A SNOW MAN. Once I was a snow man. Two little boys made me--their names were Dick and Bill. They lived in a big red house in the middle of a beautiful yard. They first made my. legs, which looked very weak to me. I only wished I could talk in their language for if I could, I should have told them l did not like those legs. XVhen they got my body rolled into a big snow ball, they called a very old man to place it on my legs. Ile was not careful so my legs broke and I went down with a crash. Then they made me all over again and I am my legs did break, for I got a much better glad pair. They put two pieces of coal in my face for eyes, and an old hat on my head. I lasted a long time, but one warm day the sun came out, and I melted away. K. S, II. 'zo THE CHIMNEY SWEEP. There was once a chimney sweep, thin and worn, And his dirty clothes were ragged and torng lle worked all day and he had no play, And he had no bed but a pile of hay, lint one fine morn' as the sun rose up, There near his bed was a golden cup: ,Xnd out of this cup jumped a little gold elf, XYho said to the sweep, l'll give you riches and health. So the chimney sweep, that was once so sad, Now has riches and health and is happy and glad. S. Mclrf. '2O. GYPSY LIFE. Gypsy life is the life to lead, Nothing to hinder, nothing to heed, Some tell fortunes and other things, And the queen is bedecked in jewels and rings, The children play around in dirt, And they never get bruised nor hurt. H. V. R. '2o. GYPSY LIFE. Gypsies are a roving people who have no per- manent homes but live in tents and move from place to place carrying their belongings in covered wagons. The wagons and tents are painted bright colors and bedecked with flags. They came originally from Bohemia. The women are usually brunettes and love to dress in bright, gaudy ity in telling this way. They are a musical people, and have many original airs and dances, l.iszt, the great pianist, and composer, learned the melodies for his Hun- garian rhapsodies in the Gypsy camps. E B 'ao colors. They have wonderful abil- fortnnes and make much money in 72 OUI-DIRE AN ADVENTURE. llvhile I was living in Qakmont, Pa., my brother and a friend and I were playing in a chestnut grove. My friend suddenly spied a snake pursuing a toad, and, as she was very much afraid of snakes, she jumped back screaming, telling my brother and me to keep away. But I was not afraid, and I wished very much to save that toad: so I ran in front of the rapidly approaching snake, and caught the poor fright- ened creature. Iloth the other children were astonished, for they thought if you touched a toad, you would get wartsg but I knew that was not true, so I put the toad in my handkerchief, and .took him home and made his lodging in the sand-box, where I hnally established a toadery. Now this was not especially an adventure to me, but it was to the toad. H. C. IV. l2O. THE FATE OF GRAVITY JIM. Oh ! gravity -lim, I pity him, lYhen he ffot hit on the head, b He thought that he was dead, And that was the end of him. Oh! gravity jim. K. S. H. y2O. THE LIFE OF A SNOW-MAN. The snow-man has a very short and miser- able life, because onee I made a snow-man, so I know. Ile had coal for his eyes and a red pepper for his nose, pearl buttons for his teeth, and carried a eane and looked very mueh like a gentleman. IVC all had enjoyed him very much until. some ehildren came along and threw snow- balls at him, which knocked his teeth out, and broke his nose. XVQ then tried to put him to- gether, but the sun came out and melted him away, NI. INICIQ., '20, A JUMBLE. IIITI trying hard to do it, Hut poems I cannot do. For birds and bees And flowers and trees Are themes that make me blue, But now I'll try, So don't you ery lVhen I sadly disappoint you. There was a little birdie Sang all the livelong day: It was just a little song But 'twas all that he could say. EB' . ., 2O. SPRING. Spring is eoming, Bees a1'e humming, Children playing, Farmers haying. The Spring has come to give us eheer, Listen well and you can hear, The erieket ehirping in the grass, lllatehiug children as they pass. H. V. R., 320 A ROBIN. The robin is singing a merry song, All day long, All day long. This is what he says to me: HSDl'1llf2,'llZ1S eomeg glee, glee, glee ! V. XV.. 20 v SPRING. The morning is full of sunshine, The snow isn't melting at allg The air is as frosty as ieing, The March lion reigns over all. XYC all are hunting for something, To say in a poem on Spring: .Ns I cannot be a poet, I hope you will pass on this thing. E. R., 'zo STAR. You do not see me in the day, But see me in the nightg I-ligh in the sky I always stay So I can give you light. V. WI, ,2O N OUI-DIRE 73 OLD JACK FROST. IVhen a little drop of water From oft the roof did fall, Old 'lack Frost, he caught her And nailed her to the wall. E. P. S., '2o. ,-L- i-,. WINTER. In winter when the ground is white You see the rabbitls footsteps light, And hear the funny little squeals Of dusty, rusty wagon wheels. V. XY., '2o. THE EARLY VISITOR. The early visitor is the sun, XVho comes and goes just like our fun, And when the first star doth come out, The sun no longer is about. E. P. S., '2o. THE JOLLY TEN. Of the sixth grade are we, Always jolly as you see. From our name, the jolly Ten, One could tell we're little menf' The kind that wear the skirts, you know, And have the kind of locks that flow. VVe're always happy all day long, And fill the hours with mirth and song. I. B. M., 'zt. ON THE SEASHORE. The sun was shining and the birds were sing- ing when I started out on my bicycle to the beach. I was spending the summer at East- hampton, L. I. Ikfhen I got to the beach I found it was low tide and of course there was a sand- bar. I took off my shoes and stockings and went in wading. After I had waded around for awhile, I saw a fish swimming around in the little pools in the sand-bar. It looked just like an eel, only it was white. It was about five inches long. I waded a little nearer but as soon as I took a step, it dived into the sand. Then in a little while np came its head. I stood perfectly still so as not to scare it. Then when it came all the way out of the sand, I slowly put my hand in the little pool and caught it. Then I ran up on the beach where Father was sittingg he Said it Wag a white Fish. After I put the Fish back in the water, I went home. L. H. E., ,2I. MY ADVENTURE IN THE POND. Today it is raining very hard and Margaret and I are very much disappointed because her mother had promised that we might go in swim- ming in the pool. Now that we cannot go, her mother says we may put on our bathing suits and wade in the pond. Pls di 251 i if wt: 251 si: 44 Xllhile we were wading I slipped and fell and then rolled into the middle of the pondg the bot- tom was slimy so l could not walk out, and the water was shallow so I could not swim out. So Margaret called her father and he waded in and pulled me out for he had shoes on. I. B. M., '21. WALKING IN JAPAN. One day walking in japan I met a girl named Mary Ann. As down the street we gaily ran XYe met a coolie, IYho asked us duly If in our sclioolie NYe ever used a fancy fan. L. S. D., '21. THE BURNING OF THE BARN. One evening after we finished our dinner we went into the living room. It began to rain and rained harder every minute until it poured in torrents. The thunder rolled and the lightning Hashed. After a while we heard a loud crash and we looked out of the window. All we could see was flames. Father said immediately, 'fThe barn has been struck. So it was. The farm bell rang and rang. XYithin ten minutes a great number of machines, wagons and people were there. They brought rugs and buckets to help put out the tire. It was terrible. The wind blew in every direction, towards the boarding house, towards the wagon shed, towards our own house and the garden. Ile did not think there was any hope of saving the house, so we took out all mother's best silver and vases and put them into the machine. Ikfhen three hours had passed the barn was still burning but all danger seemed past, so I went to bed. lllhen I got up in the morning, all I could see was smoke and ashes. Fortunately we got out all the horses and calves safely except one little calf. The garden was spoiled. Next year we built another barn and everything was all right. D. A. B., '21. 74 OUT DIRE MY PETS. t ine dav I went out into the yard near the 2nculiato1 auf.l heard a sound like this-peep- peepgpeep, so I went and looked in and saw 1 little peep that had just come out of an egg: it did not have any feathers on, and it Could hardly open its eyes. So I left it in the incu- itator until it was two weeks old, then I let it out to he free, hut it got lonely and died. In a few weeks there were about twelve little peeps that just came out. I used to train them to eat out of mv hand and to eome when I Called them. I BI. XY., '2r. MY PONY. We lived in a country place of eight acres. This place is called Bonny View. I had a pony and her name was Gypsy, I loved her very much. I always took care of her because I en- joyed it. She was a western pony. She stayed in pasture even in the coldest days of winter. She paws up the snow and eats the dead leaves and grass. I once fed Gypsy about ten pieces of candy to make her shake hands, but it took more than that before she would do it perfectly. I always rode her to school and I went over to another girls house to get her to ride with me. One morning I went out in the pasture to get Gypsy but there were no signs of her anywhere. So I went over to my friends house and here she was waiting to take ,lean to school. So I took her home and put the saddle on her. XYhen we left the farm we decided to sell Gypsy to a man who would make a good home for her. I hated to part with her, lint I ride her still when I go up to Saltshurg, M. V. I3., '2I. A SECRET. A Story Told in Verse. I have such a wonderful seeretg Xtould you like to know it as wt-ll? I told it to dolly this morning, .Xnd l'ni sure that dolly won't tell. Colne over to me in the Corner, I mustn't let anyone hear: Sit down, and while no one is looking, I'll whisper it into yotn' ear. Last night I went into the parlor, lint nobody saw me in there: I saw a beautiful dolly ' Asleep on my daddy's arm chair. Iler hair was so pretty and curly. I only gave one little peep: ller dear little lips were so CYIIIISOU- And her pretty blue eyes were asleep. Now, daddy's too old for a dolly, And sister is only just three: I'm going to be seven to-morrow, And I think that dolly's for me. F. E. II., '2I. THE NORTHERN LIGHTS SENIOR. Katherine Finlayson lived in the land of the Midnight Sun. She was tall for her age, and fairg she was as fair as the Northern Lights themselves, which, of course, is saying a great deal. I It was night talthough you would not think so, as it was as light as dayl. Katherine had just finished a myth about the Northern Lights when her mother told her it was time for bed. Katherine, being very obedient, -rose to go with- out a murmur of ill will. X Pk 251 Ili IK She had fallen asleep, and this is what she dreamed: She dreamed that she was an Indian princess wandering through the forest. XYhat should happen but that her foot slipped and she fell in a quagmire and was drowned! She was so kind and beautiful that her spirit be- came the Northern Lights. :El 251 Pk Dk IYhen she awoke she was so impressed by the dream that she said, I will he kind and thoughtful and become a Northern Lights Sen- ior. L. S. D., '2I. IN FAIRY LAND. Now I am going to take you a trip to Fairy Land where the pretty flowers bloom and the brook flows. rg: :gt sg ,ge The sun was just going down. If one would have walked into the garden they would have heard the mother bird singing her lullaby to her birdies, and beneath her the water rippling over the stones. The butterflies were saving Qtlttffl-iiiglit to the gay Hovvers just as the 'Hre- Hies came out to greet the night. It gradually grew dark, and before anyone knew it thie moon was smiling brightly down upon the dancing brook. N our-prize 75 The fairies of the dell were very much ex- cited, for there was to be a ball that night at twelve o'clock. They had invited the tirellies so they could make a light for them to dance by. -lohnny Jump-up is very important among the fairies because they have a dread of his frequent visits, for he is always annoying them or doing some mischief of the kind as you will see. ' He was now behind a clump of bushes list- ening to the fairies singing their evening song. Happy are we all the day long, As we sing our very gay song, lint we are glad XYhen evening arrives, For then we may dance To the light of the tirefliesf Johnny jump-up had planned to-night to try and blow out the light of the little fire- tlies. XYhen twelve o'clock came the fairies were just beginning to dance. johnny -lump- up was watching eagerly to find a chance, and stealthily stole out. Ilut he did not succeed. The fairies caught him at his tricks and locked him in a Morning Glory. Johnny jump-up, as you know, is always up to mischief, and so, when he was in the flower,he hid the fairies' dew drops. IVhen the ball was over the fairies let lohnny Jump-up go. The next morning they hunted for their dew. At last they gave up the search and went to find Johnny ,lump-up. Little Johnny saw the fairies before they saw him, so of course he had time to hide. When the fairies came up where -lohnny jump-up was likely to be, they could find him nowhere. So they had to go back home dis- appointed. johnny lump-up, Wihere is he? Is he hiding up a tree, Or is he in a rocky glen XYith many other little men? If he comes to bother us, XVe will make an awful fuss, But if he stays with little men XVe will not harm him in his glen. E. A. L., '21, CATBIRD. I wear mild colors of grey, My nest I build with straw or hayg My song, they say, ls depressing by day .Xnd worse at night, l love to fight, lYhich l do with mv bill. Now guess me if you will. l. ll. Rl., '31, THE TIN SOLDIER. There was once a tin spoon. lt was very bright and shiny when it was new. ln time it grew old and got very black looking. Une day the little boy who lived in the house where the spoon was, picked it up and went out into the street. As he was running along the street he dropped the spoon. A few days later a man came along and picked up the spoon. lle took it to his shop and put it into the melting' pot. lt soon melted quite away. lle poured it ont and made it into the form of a soldier. Then he painted it. He took it to a store and sold it. There it was put upon a shelf to wait for someone to buy it. F. li. ll., gr. 5 TI-IE ALPHABET. A is for apple, rounded and rosy: I! is for bee, who feasts on a posyg C is for cat, fluffy and furry: D is for dog, who's in a great hurry: E is for elephant. large and tall: I is for tire, dreaded by all: G is for goat, who eats a tin cani H is for horse, the friend of man: l is for imp, that acts like a monkey: -I is for jackass, that is a male donkey: lf is for kingdom, owned by kingsg L is for lace and lots of things: If is for mouse, to make people afraidg N is for naiad, a beautiful maid: O is for orange, rather yellow: I' is for papa, a dandy old fellow: Q is for question, a thing we all ask: R is for robber, who wears a black mask: 9 is for T is for for V is for YV is for U is street, walked on by alli tree, sometimes very tall: upper, above, as you knowg veal, the price not lowq wind, who gives a lull: X tis for Xt-me, the Arctic seagullg Y is for yacht, which can sail to lloinel Z is for zero, I've made on this poem. li. R. C., '- at 76 out-nine THE CLOCK. llnce there was an old church. and in the su-t-ple there was an old clock, just as old as the church. It had stood there for centuries and centuries. It had seen lovers walking tltrough tlte woods below, it had seen them married. it hail seen tht-nt buried. 'Iiheir sons and daugh- ters hail been doing tlte same thing over and ox er again. The clock had seen war and peace. tlnce the church had been the center of Z1 great massacre, in wlticlt many white men and women were killed. The people were in church when they heard a wild yell and the Indians came in and killed everybody. even little helpless babies. .-Xftet' ntany years tlte clock face was just abottt cov- ered with ivy. Nuyv. if you want to see it you will have to go to the land of imagination. C. I.. Heli., '2i. SHARKING. Last suntnter one sunny afternoon I went sharking with nty nurse, my brother, his friend. and the Captain. Before we had started I had made a resolution not to run into tlte cabin whenever we caught a shark, but it was si tt nt broken when I saw the great big slimy crea- ture trying to get away front his captors. Very soon one cante to nibble at the bait. so we hauled hint up and beat him lu death with a club. Wie caught only two, about four or live feet long. They jumped so much in the boat that had I been near I should have been knocked t1YL'l'lu1Zl1'tl. IJIICI' the sea began to get rough, so, in case tlte boat might founder, we set sail for home. Ii. R. C., '31. NORTH WIND. I.ast night in bed I was just about asleep wlten I heard someone say, Leonora, I.eo- norafl I thought at tirst it was Mother. But investigation proved that it was not she. I went back to bed and was having :t quiet forty winks when I heard again the voice, it said, Come, come now. I ant your friend 'North Iliindf whom you read about in tlte story call- ed '.Xt the Ilaek of the North XYind.' I ltave a surprise for you in tlte hack yard. I needed no further urging. The surprise was North XVind and all the characters that were in the book. That night we gave plays which the inoonbeant fairies said were very good. XX'e're to give them every ttight now. L. S. D., '2I. BLUE JAY. Uh, I'nt a splendid fellow! lYith ne'er a speck of yellow: I'nt always blue and white, lYith neektie black as night. I'm proud and haughty, too, Of my feathered suit of blue, Ilf my milk-white breast. .Xnd blue headcrest. In another childs belief I'm always thought a thief, .Xnd so I ant, I know it's true, But wltat I am, I ask of you. I. B. M., '21. MY GARDEN. My garden is twelve feet long and six feet wide. It is divided into fourths by plots of grass two feet wide between each bed. Along tlte back of tlte first bed are spider bushes, lilies- of-the-valley, and tlte rest is filled with roses. In tlte second division there are sweet peas, fuch- sias, violets, purple pansies, and making a border are sweet alyssunt. Along tlte back of tlte third fourth are coreopsis, tlten aquilegia, next yellow pansies, and last are forget-me-nots, In tlte last part, catercornered on each back corner, are white lilacs, in front are bleeding heart bushes, larkspur, catnpanula, ntignonette, forget-me-nots. My garden is situated inside of a yellow brick wall, tlte back of tlte garden is almost against it. On each side of tlte wall are benches and I like to go out and sit and read, but I usually sit on tlte ground. Often while I am reading I hear tlte perpetual hunt-buzz-buzz of bees around tlte sweet peas. Once I found a little nest in one of the lilac bushes. I did not know what kind it was but as I watched for tlte bird I found it was a hum- ming bird's nest. I like to take out to my garden just such a book as The Secret Garden and imagine I am in just such a spot. 'When winter comes it all dies. H. IV. L., '22. N ta out-outa 7? MR. SQUIRREL. I live in a lovely park with beautiful trees and Howers. I am storing my nuts for winter. I love to jump about and play with little children. Sometimes bad children come and try to catch me for their pet but I would rather be free. There is a little girl who lives near the park. 9he comes every day and never forgets to bring me something. One night when I was sleeping a great big cat woke me by his loud cry and began to chase me. He nearly caught up to me but I gave a big jump from one tree to another. He tried to jump but he fell and ran away. M. O. Mcli., '22, SNOOKUMS, MY KITTEN. I found Snookums in the cow barn. lfle was born in one of the cow's niangers. llis eyes were not yet open. I did not dare go in while the mother, Scrap, was there, for if I would she would move him. One day after his eyes were open, I carried him into the house and showed him to mother, and of course we all thought he was dear and I took him back to the barn. Snookum is now one year old. XYhen he is hungry, he will beg like a little dog. After he has eaten he will go up stairs and go to sleep on an old cot. XYhen Father goes down stairs in the morning he will let Snookums into the house and he will run up stairs as fast as he can. lfle comes marching into the room and sits down in front of the fire and watches us. Then we all go down to breakfast. .Xfter we have tinished, the cook feeds him and then he goes to bed. S. K. L., '22. A WALK IN THE WOOD. One Saturday Marjorie, my little friend, and I went for a walkin the woods back of our house. XVhen we were crossing the field we saw a little field mouse. NVe started to chase it but it ran so fast we lost it in the long grass. XX'hen we were on the edge of the wood Marjorie cried. Ohl look at the field sparrowl NVe sat very still, and it tiew in the bushes: after awhile it flew away and we peeped in and saw a nest full of little birds with their mouths wide open. They did look so funny. By this time it was noon so We went down to the brook and ate our luneh. After lunch we took off our shoes and stockings and went in wading, and oh, we had so much fun that we hated to leave, but the sun was sinking in the WCS-'L 50 We 'ilwught We had better start home. On the way we gathered some Howers and talked of the lovely day we had had. V. A. H., Taz. CAMPING IN THE WOODS. Une day in -luly, my cousin Helen and I were at our farm. It was a lovely day so l asked my aunt if we could go pony riding and camp out all night. My aunt said we could go. We went down to the stable to saddle our ponies. At ten o'clock we started off and rode until eleven. Then we picked out a camping place, and put up a small tent. About twelve o'cloek we ate lunch. .Xfter lunch we went for a walk in the woods. As Helen was walking along, she tame upon an old barn which was half burned down. One of the planks of the roof was still standing. I was startled by the chirp of a bird. l looked up. and on top of the plank was a baby barn swallow. XYe waited a minute out f s'ffht. Then another came and still another. lt was beginning to get dark. so l thought we had better go home. oth That night in bed I heard the whipepoor-will. the owl, and other night birds. In the morning l was startled by the sound of a flicker tapping on a nearby tree. lt was not very long until I heard a young bird calling for breakfast. Helen did not like camping out there. so we went home. 9. M.. '22. MR. TOMMY MEADOWLARK AND HIS FAMILY. Cuxr. l. The leaves were just coming out on the trees. The Howers were just coming out of the ground. Nr. Sun was just peeping over the hill. Tommy Meadowlark and his little wife were up bright and early. They were li ioking for a place to build their nest. At last Xlrs. Meadowlark found a place where a cow had stepped in the mud. It must have been a rainy day. said Klrs. Meadow- lark, because the grass has grown all around it, and it is nice and dry. Soon they were Flying hither and thither getting straw and feathers to build their nest. Now and then they would stop and sing. Tseen tseerf' Cnxr. ll. The next day the nest was tinished, and Rlrs. itleadowlark went right over and sat on it. They didn't sing any more, After a while they had a little baby. The next day they had another. and the next day another. 78 OUT- DIRE Mr. and Mrs. Meadowlark were kept busy feeding their babies. After a while they thought that Tommy, Tr., the oldest baby, was old enough to learn to flvi Tommy was a stubborn little fel- low. and his- father had to scold him before he would even try. Xthen he did learn, he was al- ways fussing with Sammy Vlay. The other two children learned very quickly. Une day Tommy said. HLPUITIC' on, Twitt, t for that was his hrother's namel. let's see who can Hy the farthest. Their little brother heard them, and wanted to try too. Poor Twitt got excited and fell right into the nest of Hr. Sparrow. Mr. Sparrow did not like that :md peeked at him and pulled his feathers out. Then Klrs. Sparrow came and they fought with him until he fell to the ground. He lay there till a little girl found him. She took him home, but he died the next night. Then a naughty little boy catne and killed llrs. Sparrow with his bean shooter, but Tommy, -lr. and Klr. Meadowlark and the baby lived happily through the summer. l.. G. P. '22, A BLUEBIRD. l have been gone many. many weeks, but now l have come back to the country. Xye found a beautiful meadow. .-Xll around there were bushes. To one side there were trees, in a wheat field, a little older than the first crop. Une tree was a fine place fora nest. My mate was hunting in some other place. so f sang tny little song which sounded like 21 sweet warble. Then I saw her blue back and tan breast, coming out of the woods. Xyhen she came T started pecking the tree. She fiew away to find some soft grass to put in the bottom of the nest. Vie found some nests in one tree. The grass in the meadow had been cut, so we brought it back to the nest. lly that time, l had bored a large hole in the stump, Xyhen the nest was finished, my mate laid four pale blue eggs in the nest. Une day we saw the hunter. l scrambled head first into the hole. so the hunter did not get us. After sitting on the eggs for three weeks they cracked and out came some featherless little birds. Now l brought worms for they could eat as many as l would give them. ln a few days they got some pretty feathers like ours. They were growing old. Now after some lessons we fiew south, KIT. fi. lf. l22. THE OLD-FASHIONED GARDEN. The sun was shining bright one May morning in the old-fashioned garden. and the fiowers were making their early bow to each other. The state- ly queen, the hollyhock. was first to awaken. Minnie Mignonette, Natalie Nasturtium, and Polly Peony were the Queens favorite maids. therefore they stood nearest her. If lazy Poppy and Sweet Pea slept late, the Queens pretty maids would waken them. The velvety pansy sisters were the princesses. Their names we1'e Priscilla and Pauline Pansy. Priscilla was the older of the two. Susie Snow- drop was Priscilla's playmate and Betty Butter- cup was Pauline's. The messenger of the palace was Robin-red- breast. Priscilla and Pauline gave a party. They in- vited Susie Snowdrop, Betty Buttercup, Mar- garet Magnolia. Laura Lily, Alice Aster and Rob- ert and Rachel Rose. They had a fine 'timeg they had luncheon outside under the large, shady trees on a long bench: they had dew drops and sun- shine. just as they were eating, a carriage went by and it stopped in front of the palace. Pauline went down to see who it was. It was Dorothy Daffodil and her cousins, Tommy Tulip and Clara Crocus. They had some refreshments with the others. The sun was just setting in the west, when the fiower girls said Good Night. II. F. '22. A FAMILY OF BLUEBIRDS. Une day father bluebird sang to his mate. Tree-al-ly, tree-al-ly, which means, Come and hunt for some food for our babies. After they had gone, one of their mischievous little birds. Tommy, heard a noise and looked over the nest, but he could not see. One of his sisters, Twittie, told him not to look over the nest because he would fall out, but he would do it. :Xt last Twit- tie gave up arguing with him and out of the nest fell Tommy Twit. Tommy could not Hy so he had to stay there. The noise that he heard was a frog trying to sing. XYhen the frog saw what happened he said. Let us have a yelling contest, and they did. Guess who won? Oh, I might as well tell you. The bird did. Xyhile they were yelling a very near neighbor of Mr. and Mrs. llluebird heard this sound and fiew down to see what was the matter. XYheu she saw the condi- tion of things she flew after Tommy Twit's par- ents. XYhen Mr. and Hrs. Bluebird reached home they were very discouraged, and did not know what to do. -Tust then a boy was coming down the street. The mother and father were very frightened when they saw him coming. N OUI- DIRE 79 They Hew from branch to branch uttering piti- ful cries. You see Tommy could not tly to his nest. But instead of doing what they thought the boy was going to do, he put the bird in his pocket, climbed up the tree and put Tommy Twit in his nest. Tommy was glad to see his brothers and sisters again, and as for the mother and father they were so happy they began to sing a song. The family of bluebirds lived happily ever after that experience. M. R. C. '22. I AM A BIRD. My colors are black, white, and very pale yel- low, while my mate is brown. I live in a mea- dow and my nest is built in rich green grass. My mate lays four to six eggs which are colored with big blotches. In the fall I fly down south to Brazil, coming back in the spring. I pass rice fields and corn fields. All my song is, Bobolink, Bobolink, spink spank spinkf' M. A. McC. 'z2. WHAT BIRD AM I? I am an inch shorter than the robin. My color is the color of the slate on the roof of our house. My song is sung by one of the pets in the house. My friend, the robin, has a red breast, while I have red under my tail, but you can only see it when I am in a tree, and you are standing on the ground. I am very dainty because I manicure my claws. My nest is very big. I have another song also, Prutl Prutl coquillicot. Really, really coquillicotl Hey coquillicotl Hey victory! S. M. '22, WHO AM I? I have a black throat, a green, yellow and blue tail, yellow and green wings, a white and blue head, and a yellow bill. I build my nest in dense thickets. It is not very easily found. My eggs are of a grayish color with brown and lilac spots of different shades on them, My nest is made of twigs and rootlets. I am seen very much in Texas. I have a good many friends there. Green lay. Ix. C. '22. WHAT BIRD IS THIS? I have an orange breast and a black head. My wings are black striped with white. I get into noisy quarrels, for my temper is quite as Fiery as my coat. My song is almost tiresome before my mate comes. The nest hangs from the branch of some tree. lt is made out of thread and string, woven in with bits of shredded milk weed. I eat a number of grubs, worms. caterpillars and even cocoons. My mate has from four to six eggs scrawlcd over with dark brown marks. Baltimore tlriole. li. I. XY. 22. A FAMILY OF WHITE-WINGED CROSS- BILLS. Mr. and Mrs. Crossbill have returned from their winter home. Mr. Crossbill has a pink coat and Mrs. Crossbill has a yellowish dress. They built a nest in the willow tree in our yard. XYhen I saw them building, I put some straw and string for them to build with. After they were all settled, mother had a tub put in the garden for them to bathe in. livery morn- ing they would take a bath and then have their breakfast. One night a storm arose and I saw it coming up, so I went out to see if the nest was tight enough in the tree so that the wind would not knock it down. XYhen I woke up in the morning I saw that a sparrow's nest had been knocked out of a tree, but all of the birds had gone away. The Cross- hill's home was quite safe. Une day the father and mother bird were teaching the little ones how to Hy, They learned very quickly, XYhen they were able to tly, the birds moved to another place and that was the last I saw of Mr. and Mrs. Crossbill and their family. xi. s ic 23. MY DOLL. I have a doll I like very much. She is three years old and has had a great many baths, some- times in the bath-tub or else in the wash-basin. I have even washed her hair. lfler wig has come ol? and she is bald-headed. Irler name is Frances Rocely. She has brown eyes and hair. Ifler cheeks grew pale, so I brightened them up with Mother's nail polish. Sometimes she is married, sometimes she is a little girl. She often goes to bed with me at night. I H v . ,R TWO LITTLE BIRDS. One day while I was playing in the garden, I saw two little birds sitting on some telephone wires. All of a sudden I saw them turn towards So OUI-DIRE 1-111511 Ullltl' 111111 they l1111'1ke1l as if they 1vere talk- THE FARM. ing, then they 11111 their heads 11n1lcr tl1ei1' wings, 111111 Ill-191' 11whi11- they l1e1v ll1Y1ly. Then they canie llltfli 111111 went into ll l.1ir1l h1Q111se, then they 111111111 L'1JlllC 1,1111 a111l 111111 their heads at e11cl1 111111-r. 1. Klee. 33. MY DOG. l l1llYC ll little dog, l1is llll1'llC is Sunny. 11'hen 1 c111ne 111111111 111 11re:1kt11st, 111 is generally bark- ing 1111tsi11e. 11111011 I get Illy l1at Zlllll coat Oll to Ctllllk' to scl11.11.11, l1e 11l11'11ys 11lll'liS Elllfl jtnnps up 1111 ll1C,lI1'CZl1l9L'1lC 11'1111ts to conie to sc11ool. 11'l1e11 1 go 11.1 get llly skates, l1e tries to lick 111y face. hXillL'll l go 11111111 111 g'ylllllllSlLl1'll 111111 over to li1'll1'lIllllIl'S, l1e is always waiting for 111e. He al- ways XYIlllls 111 CUIIIC 11111111 111 s1'111'11'11 tor 111e 111111 Q11 eve1'y1vl1ere l go, llc likes Clllllly and always wants ll piece. Une Sllllllllj' AIHIIICI' was stztnding talking 111 tl1e gate, when Sunny ran after 1111 l1LlIOlllO1JllL and got l1is paw hurt, 11111 it was 1111 right i11 il Iew days. S l 11 72 ONE DAY IN WINTER. Une tllly 111 winter when the snow was on tl1e g'l't1llIltl, llly little l.I'lQI'ltlS and 1111' sister llltltlgllf we 11'1i111l1l niake ll snow 1111111. lfirst we lllllillf Il little l'I1llll1l 111111, then we r111le1l t11e hall along t11e gr1'111111l 1111til it was LL large 111111 111111 tl1is was 11is head. 'lihen we got s111ne thorns for his eyes lllltl nose. 511.11111 we 1n1111e 1111111111-1' large hall for l1is Sllflllllfll, tl1en we n1111le l1is legs Zllltl 1ll'lllF- 11111 111 SlllIXV, and put lll 1115 1111111111 ll pipe. Un his he1111 we put an 11111 hat 1.11 lllj' sister's. The next 41211 w11e11 I 11'111ke11 11111 111 the wi111l11w 111 11111 I l R, was 1111 1111' 1 . 1 n A DUMP IN A PONY CART. ' 1 was w1tl1 Klother Sllltl .Xunt Nelly in 111111- 1re1ls pony cart, 111111 his 1111111' 1lIlll1Cll liClll.llY 11e were gmng Ill see ht111' Il I111'l1'-Z11'l'1' l1el1l of 1'11rn was getting 1111: :11111 as we went along we saw NUIIIC lJlllClilDL'l'l'lCh. XYe picked 111111111 11 :11111 ll half llIlNliClS full. I1illL'll we were going 11111, iust as llea IIC HIV l'CZl1'l1Cfl the 1'11:11l, we 1vent intoia ditch 111111 the cart, l1l11ck11err1es, 111111 C1'C1'1'l.lllllL were tlIllllIJC1l, I lf l.JlllQ the pony, ll. li. 13. '23, XYe have Zl farm 1101 far away from Pittsburgh. It is Ll very pretty place, and it has a lovely look- o11t from every side: on one side it has a wood, 1111 tl1e other side it l1as gardens of Howers. 1Ve have lovely ponies. 'NYC have 0116 I like to ride U11 hest, That pony's 11an1e is John. He is a hlack and white o11e. Once I sat too far 011 l1i111 a11d l1e kicked up, but I did not fall off. tlne day when it XVZIS ti111e to bring the hay to the barn, n1y 11iece a11d nephew rode to the tielcl 1vitl1 the H1611 and when they l1ad cut all the hay 1lown an1l put it into tl1e wagon, we got O11 tl1e hay wagon Elllfl rode l1o111e. By this time it 1vas growing d11rk a11d we 1ve11t in for dinner. M. T. 123. TWO BIRDS. Yesterday wl1e11 I 1vas looking o11t of tl1e dining rooin 11'indow, I saw two birds O11 tl1e grotind. I did 11ot know what ki11d ot birds they were, 11111 I watched tl1e111 for a while. T111-y were l11'11w11 spotted with black. I could not sec tl1e breast of o11e. I s111v the other one's l1r1-ast. It was yellow spotted with black a11d illltl l1e had il black 1l'l2ll'li across his breast. His beak was IOllg. After Il while one of the birds tlew away. When she Hew I could see white on the edges of l1er tail, I did not see where she Then I w11tche1l tl1e other one. It soo11 be- to rain a little and l1e new away too. I dew. gan - c111111l not see where l1e Hew. I did 1lOt see them again. N. L. S. '23. A MEADOW LARK. Une day XYllL'll I was playing, I heard a bird singing. I looke1l flllll looke1l. hut still I co11ld llllf see l1in1. 'lll'lL'll I looked 1.113 i11 a tree a11d just 111e11 l1e Hew into Il lield. Catherine and I went over to lUOli at hin1. He l1ad a yellow l1l'L'IlSI 1vitl1 11 hlaek niark just below l1is throat, 111111 he 111111 a IJYOXYII tail with a strip of white on it. Mrs. Ilrooks was walking down street, 111111 she told 11s wl1at it 1vas. Every 11lOl'l'liI1g 111111' hc lights o11 one of the trees 211111 sings for us. hIOlltl11y I heard llllll an1l his mate singing hack and forth to eacl1 other for a long while. G. C. '23. MY .EASTER VACATION. ln 111y Easter vacation I went to Virginia to 1'1s1t llly brother. I-le raises l1orses. It was N UUI- I. JIRI2 Hi the first time I had been to Virginia, It is a lovely country with mountains and hills all around. My brother had a horse for my sis- ter. His name was Peter, but she did not like him. I-Ie could do some tricks about which I shall tell you. I'Ie could lie down and play dead, and pick up a handkerchief, then he would twist his feet and turn around. There was a box with a board sticking up and a place for his loot. lfle would stand on this and put one foot on the stand. My brother got this pony's brother for me to ride. I'Ie was smaller than the other one, his name was Peter, too. One day when I was riding with my brother around a ring. I was riding I.ittle Peter and my brother was riding Big Peter. All of a sud- den Big Peter kicked Little Peter. Isle stopped short and I went oII, but I did not get hurt. My brother thought it would be better for me to have Big Peter, because he was a better pony, so I did. Uh! I forgot to tell you, Big Peter's name was Peter Piper, and Little I'eter's name was Peter Pan. H. H.. '23, MY DOLLS. I have five dolls. I like my wooden one the best. I'Ier name is Dorothy. I sometimes take her out in her doll's carriage, when it is not taining. Sometimes in November I take her out, when there is just a little bit of snow. I put on her woolen hat and coat. Last summer I took her with me. I carried her in my arms. After we came home she fell out of my arms and broke, and that was the last of my doll. F. B., '24. PEG AND I. I once had a stockinette doll named Peg, when I was about three and a half. Now that I am seven, Brother has her. I did not know what to do when he took her away. Wfhen he eats what he calls his Hdubbinsf' he puts her beside him. BI. L. I., '2.I. MY BIRD. One fine day I was washing my bird. I went 10 get him some seed, and when I came back there was no bird to be seen. I went on with my lessons, when I heard a little tap, tap, tap on the floor. I looked around, and there 5t00qI my bird. D. E. R., '24. MECCANO. Bleecano is a wonderful toy. You can make jib-cranes, autos, signals and so on. I am just making a jib-crane. lt can hold six or seven pounds. I made an auto April 25, IQIS, and lost two nuts and bolts out on the street. I. I. IT., '24. BUTTERFLY HUNTING. I was out bnttertly catching with Mother and Mrs. liigelow. XYe were walking along looking up at the trees to see il there were any buttertiies. For if a sapsucker had been there and lett sap running out, we might see a but- terlly. XYC saw an angle-wing and threw small stones to scare him. I just missed his head. IIe tiew away down among some burnt bushes. Irie landed on a rock. XYe walked down where he was. I ran past. Mother and Mrs. liige- low came walking along. tJhl there he is! Mother called to me. Mother was carrying Mrs. Iligelow's net. Mother put the net over him. Mother called me and said. Ralph, here he is. XYe have got him. Then I came up. I put a drop of gasoline on his head with a dropper. Then he died. Mrs. Bigelow gave him to me. R. R. Il., '2.t. MY LITTLE COMPANION. I have a dear little doll. I'Iis name is Fred. Isle has been nearly every place that I have. I.ast winter he went to Pasadena, I.os Angeles. San Francisco, and all over California with me. But one day. sad to say. I was carrying him on my head and he tell down on the tloor and broke his arm! XYhen I am back I will send him to the Dolls' Hospital and have a new arm put on him. I'Ie shall soon be well again. E. li. -I., '24, MY PONY. My pony's name is Prince Charming. My pony is a chestnut sorrel. Ile is very pretty. I'Ie can open the door oI his stall. lIe is about six years old. I ride him in the summer. but in the winter he is too trisky for me to ride, so I get somtbody else to ride him. In the spring I go out into the park with him. I have had him about one year. One day I was playing in the ring at the rid- ing academy with some others girls. The pony S2 OUI-DIRE was galloping. and all of a sudden I went off. but I did not know I did it. I went oi-t right over his head. M. E. B.. 24. A POLLYWOG. tlnce we had a pollywog and some gold fish. The nian we bought it from said that some day we would find it under the piano croaking. but we did not ever, IYC had it for a long time. but still the feet did not conie nor the tail go away, but the gold fish ate the pollywog's tail oft. llnce in the summer we put a little piece of wood in the bowl, and the pollywog kept jump- ing up and down. Once it jumped up and the window was open and it jumped out of the win- dow and we never saw anything of that polly- wog again. F. T. S., '24. OUR BOAT. Unce we made a boat out of barrels. It took four. Then we nailed four boards together. The boards were thin. My cousin got on for the first time. Ile was sailing line, all dressed up, then all at once it broke. I do not like to tell you what happened. M, H., '2.t. MY PET. One evening just before supper, I was sitting in the library playing on the piano. My father came in smiling. I jumped up to give him a kiss as usual. I stopped! for there was Father's linger stretched out, for on it was a bird, a real Poll Parrot! I ran upstairs to tell Mother. She did not look pleased. I said, Mother, are you not pleased? She laughed and said nothing. Then I went down stairs. I inet Father going into the dining room. I sad, 'AIYhere is l7olly's cage? Ile said, Come with me. Soon we came to the back porch. There was I'olly's cage. She went in nicely. XYhen we were at supper she began to talk, which made us laugh. Now she talks all the time. E. il.,, '2.j. CRABS. Crabs have eight legs. They have eyes that they can put out and in, IX'hen the water is up, the crab goes under the sand and eats flies and sea weed. Mrs. Crab has wt-ak bands. li. G. McC., '25, THE LITTLE GIRL AND I. I saw a little girl Working in a yard. She seemed as if she was having a hard time and so I went into the yard and helped her hang up her clothes. She thanked me so much for help- ing her. HNever mind, that is all right, I said. I never forgot how that little girl thanked me. Her name was Frances. E. D. M., ,25. BILLY COON GOES CRABBING. Did you ever go crabbing? Did you ever see a coon go crabbing? A coon sticks his tail in the water and waits till a crab gets a hold of it. Then he jerks his tail out of the water and then eats the crab. F. IV. S., '25, MY LION. Katharine Jennings gave me a lion last June on my birthday. Mind up the lion and he jumps. I frighten my nurse with my lion. IVhen Bar- bara was going to put something in the waste- basket, the lion was behind the door and the lion jumped at her. She ran as hard as she could run. M. V. I., '25. MY MOTH. I am going to tell you about my Secropia moth. The cocoon was found in a park in Chicago, and was taken to the University of Illinois. There it was kept in an icebox for two years. Then it was sent to Miss Glasgow, who gave it to me. I kept it in my room for four months, and one day I found it a beautiful moth. The wings are gray, reddish-brown, rose, black, white. It has six feet. It has two antennze. F. D. nets., '25, MY DOLL,S SET. At home I have a set for my big doll. A wash- stand, a pitcher, a piece of soap, a brush and comb, a towel, a washrag and a sponge belong to the set. They have roses, pink and blue. C. 5. R., 26. MY TEA PARTY. I had a tea party yesterday. I had my dolls at the party and I had some lemonade and some cakes and I had my friends at the tea party. K. G. B., '26. S ': iam' OUI-DIRE MY ENGINE. ORIGINAL EXAMPLES. I have an engine and a clock and an elevator. vI1cG1N1.Ix CSIIEI-IIAIQIII .x1'I4n1. 29, If I The engine goes a whizzing. Sometimes it stops when 1 am pumping. It will not go backwards. C. R. B., '2 il-.iii REPRODUCED FROM THE WRITINGS OF THE MONTESSORIANS. Cornelius Scully, April 28, 1915. I have a dog. He is a nice little puppy. Sarah Hamilton, April 29, 1915. Good morning Bob. Play with me. Run around the ground. 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XYhy is your neek like Penn aveinie?-llw eause it is below XYoocl. Prof: How does one explain that the nir- pressure does not ezive in the skull of an intli- vidual 7' Student: You see, it's somewhat on the orcler of an eleetrie-light bulb. 'l'here's Z1 yaeuuni within which-. llrofg Yes, l eun rezulily 1ll'lKlCTSl?lllfl the vueuuin part. XX'liz1t is Mr. firounclclown floing these flaws? Uh, he's working his son's way throughieol- lege. l ,elngh l-Burr. Bliss ll.: l'l'zlul, write Z1 short theme on the subject ol baseball. l'z1ul hzinrleil in the next clay- lining no eznnef'-liniek linueks. ,illi- Uh, Miss KleNeill, if thou rliclst know ln what suspense we wait to gil. 'l'hen woulmlst thou with a quicker hzinml llisiniss the eager, waiting bzrnrll ll. C. D,, 'I5. 'llhere wus ii young girl of XYinehester, XX'ho saiil at the enrl nf the semester ill hull nie n spot ln Il wooil or Il grot XX here l may lie flown anfl sequester. -.XnonyinouS. 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'ia Qfvjr-,l OUT- DIRE 37 December 30-Flora Goehring entertained the Senior Class at a luncheon at McCreery's and a theatre pa1'ty at the Nixon Theatre. january 4-CCVCl1ll1gj-S1lClllCl1 interest in les- sons supposed to be studied during vaca- tion. january 5-Unusual eagerness to return to school. Exciting allurement of Caesars, Ciceros and geometrys. january IQ and 26-Seniors enjoyed a refresh- ing walk to the Twentieth Century Club and heard a most interesting lecture given by Dr. Burton on K'From Ibsen to Shaw. tXNVe all approve of Shaw.j january 26-CHftCI'l1OOllAl-T311 Burton gave an address on 'tDickens. His own personal appreciation of this great human writer, both helped and interested us. Ianuary-The class in Eurhythmics interpreted a nightingale, January-The Juniors became youthful. again and showed what an abundance of hair the combined members were able to exhibit. February I-The Eventful Day. General smile and looks of amazement. The grown up Seniors have returned to their juvenile coiffures. A healthy Eighth grader sat daintily in the wash basin with fatal re- sults, and Hooded the second tioor. February 9-The faculty-College Club, Senior -Junior basket ball game, Good playing, but the score was 36 to 9. At least nine points for us. A general swimming con- test ensued. February I2--Ll11COlll.S Birthday was cele- brated by vaeation. General joy! February :zo-Mary Tener's luncheon was de- lightful and the table decorations proved useful for the Senior party. February 22-X72lC2ltlO11 ! February 23-HHtCl1CfS and red ribbons gener- ally adorned the tloor. Miss Wlorcester starred in the screaming faculty farce en- titled VVe Ain't Got No Flag. February 26-The Hrogues' gallery of Seniors appeared in the bookcase windows. Great Compliments to all. Wlho were the artists? March 3-Jane became very sporty. Margaret had a dream, but we fear it was only a dream. March 13-Little birds and chickens and love- ly violets with VVhitsie as hostess, gave us a very pleasant time. March 16-l.ucile omitted the general curtain- act of screaming when our friend, Mr. Mouse, made his appearance beside the book-case. March 26-School closed for Easter vacation. March 29-.X veritable feast of joy. And .Xlice gave us dear little liewpie place cards and wonderfully assorted colored candy. April Igloucile lflartje and Elizabeth johnston gave a dinner dance at the Country Club for the Seniors. April 5-Xone of the Seniors or the Juniors will forget to-day. The junior-Senior dance was a wonderful success. The Sen- iors again extend their thanks for the great honor conferred upon them. April 6-School reopened after the Easter holi- days. April S-A paper shrouded in darkest mystery was found by our class president. XYho can reveal the ancient hieroglyphics? April 9-Seniorrk hnished Mademoiselle de la Sieglieref' .X sigh of relief swept through t-he building. April Io-Eleanor lielly entertained the Sen- iors to-day at a luncheon at her home. April 21-Dr. Emily Noble gave a lecture and lantern slide exhibition on her method of correct breathing. The whole audience was heard straightening up and breathing deeply. April 28- lt isn't raining rain to-day. lt's raining plaster down, April 30-School is dismissed at I2 for all but the Editors. 1-The Seniors were guests at a luncheon and theatre party given by Edna Love. 4-The Seniors welcomed their mothers and the teachers this afternoon. The musical four, composed of Emily XYolfe. Harriet Dally, lva Thomas, and Dorothy Challener, were charming entertainers. S-Dolly llraun gave a luncheon for the Seniors at the Rittenhouse. IO7xlLlCl'l to our delight we were ex- cused to see the circus parade, which passed school. In our honor the tune School Days prevailed. May 12-Ozzy? Dire went to press. Nay 15-Truth llinns and Eleanor ,lohnston gave the Seniors a lovely day in the coun- try, with lunch at Glenshaw, an automo- bile ride and tea at Mrs. Ralph Binns' house. May May Hay May OUT-DIRE ll ll' Jlfllm-willy Cluxlleuer gave rm rlauee iu -Tune II-Class Night came off very well al 'lwum' 'll ue zu the Srzumtml lleiqhls Golf thouf'h there were a Great manv sllakmif 4 . 5 -rp m Llull. knees among' the pertormers, XVe greatly Xl ly 211-.Xllelizl l u1'11e1'4ml4 ClllCI'l.lllllCl,l at luueh- Cllloffd thc dance flftefward- elm mul the theatre. - Xl 15' jr-Klntilrlzl Ilrllxru null Bllllj Hogg took 0' , , . , , us ul the lvzlll game. ' It Wm' um' Wm Q - -4 - . For XX mehester. 1e.L-lzrlltll 5lL'lL'l'S gilveilClauCef01'tlle 15s. les win, win, Win le F,-llflrriel llullv eulertuiuell us iu Craf- Mzn ' For all. XYith l1ll 'll'E and main, le ij-fr1llllllCllCL'lllL'lll was :L swlemu anrl 5 thrilling eveul. lt seemell very queer 'um lne lll2lI'L'lllllQ' mt-l the ellureh ut the eull ul If S Nl IX fOf NN lI1Cl16SfC1 XYith muscle and brain lllk' WU! llllf- -JXIIOIIXIUOLIQ k V ' ,, 4 ,441 nr' UU Q lf SQQ ll 'M ' f ' X 1 ull P,-.r-of f-'r 4 SDT'AlXlD Alkerlr CAN Mrelxleu lv, 1 , Mf lg, k A.LK llfuerlir fl ' jf X jg r J All l , M lg l l L ' X 0 l l 5 Q u ll lj , ,..,,.+,-. v tt lxlxx NXXXXX t i Xt xx Z lilly , xxx X l' Ny. X 'I N. My Xxxtccxgtxeeeeee M XfX:xXx l Ny I i i I ff ww, 3' Z I ., ll JL pall? THE WINCHESTER ALUMNAE ASSOCIATION. ,ii The ll'inchester Alumnze Association organ- ized in IQO6 now has a membership of nearly one hundred girls. Four meetings are held during the year. The luncheon which precedes the De- cember meeting is the only social event ot the year. This winter the members have been conducting a Current Topics class the tirst and third Tues- day ot each month. There has been a wide range of Subjects, from the war to cubist art. All who have attended have found the papers most inter- esting. Qur wOTk at Harmarville has at last taken tangible formg the gardener's cottage has four walls and a ro'of.and by the middle of june we hope to have it in perfect running Order, Our ettaltfiuae. portion from the college llc-ro protits went to this work, to say nothing of most ol' our treasury. .Nside from our interest in the work of the liederation ot tiirls' School Societies, we do a splendid work at the tirant Street Kindergarten, under the chairmanship of Constance llmmgg. Since the founding ot the dissociation, in Iooti. we have had a keen interest in the kindergarten. .Xt tirst our finances permitted only milk and crackers once a week, but now these little chil- dren enioy soup and crackers daily. Two of our members are always present to help hliss Stock- ton serve the morning party. ,Xt Halloween lsitty Houston gay e the children an extra treat :sith goodies of the season. ln ,lune it is our cuse tom to have a picnic in lrlighland l ark. lt is such fun to see the joy of the childrenl ,Xnd all the work is carried on by those who, having sought still higher culture. are now at home, and those who were cultured sutliciently without further seeking. llie have many who will betore long come back with new ideas uf philanthropy and suggestions for our Current Topics group. At Yassar we claim Lucile Showalter. lletty Xlceireery, lfleanor tlrier, lflizabeth tfrztlilu-, lfloise Cummings and Liora Klcelay. lfloise llllb been chosen one ot' those to carry the daisy chain. To Smith we sent Klary Spencer. Klartha l'helps. Klarion Morris, lflizabeth Spencer and lulia l.etsche. l'lelen Klotfat. at Xtellesley, is, as use ual. taking remarkable honors. l'hi lleta Kappa and everything else. Athena blones, lflizabeth Keller, and Fannie Xlitchell are also :it Xtellesley. lfvelyn Thorp graduates this year from Cornell and Cora Stark from tilberlin. liurther news: Xlargaret Singer has not only l-een teaching the Montessori Xletlitul in lfharlts- ton, hut A V i she sur iriseal Lls at taster time by an- nouncing hci tneaetnunt to Nli. t nailts n.igi. l'li tlctlt XXVIII, tel flex till 'ill l'l'l' l - 'I--new for has L zz I' 1' vs ' it J - - evenings to correcting pai-ers. filic has just an- nounced her engagement to Ur. llale dilitsinl. Our noble president, .Xnne Klaclfie, is engaged lo Mr. XYalter lrlerron Taylor, ol Norfolk. Yi! ginia. lllary Stewart has announced her engage- go OUT-DIRE ment to Mr. Halter Scott, and it is rumored that Constance Hogg is engaged to Mr. George Swan. Miss Kittie Houston is engaged to Mr. Ralph Rush. formerly of Cleveland, U., now of l'ittshurgl1. Katherine Fiedle was married last fall :intl llilwla Shrom lrtst month. Dorothy Xliolic. l hcliexe, is to he married in -lune. XXX' have four alumnxe ltalties this year. The proud mothers are Catharine Mcfutcheon Boyd, Hester Booth Boyer, Jean Lee Clark and Eliz- abeth Moore Laufman. The oflicers this year are: President, Anne Mackieg Vice-President, Helen Smithg Secreta- ries, Dorothy Dravo and Margaret Ferguson, and Treasurer, Mary Hilliard, I hope this sincere account of our work and play may be an inducement to the class of IQI5. May they swell our numbers! H. G. MCC., ,IO. jk .L ' 1' 1, 5 R . . 1' if -gym .A T I- J.. Y I :mf Qi-giqig. N OUI- FAMILIAR SENIOR EXCLAMATIONS. Truth Binns-Thrills l ! ! Dollie Braun-Don't-che-know? Matilda Brown-You nasty thing! Dorothy Challener-Fat chance. Mary Crabtree-'Is my nose shiny? Dorothy Crump-NVell, I should say -. Harriet Dally-Sh-Sh-be quiet! ! Adelia Eornerooli-Oh, Heavens! Flora Goehring-That's crazy! l-ueile Hartje-My word! Iosephine Heekel-Did I ever tell you Cwhisper- ingsj. Mary Hogg-Oh, No!! Elinor Johnston-Golly, golly! Elizabeth Johnston-I was so mad! Eleanor Kelly-Murder !! Edna Liove-Oh-Oh! Anna MCCandless-Ghastly! Katharine Reed-I don't know -. jane Sheppard-I don't care, but -. Edith Siefers-For pity's sake! Alice Smith-My dear. Mary Teuer-Nothin' doin'! Iva Thomas-Did you ever hear about -? Margaret XYhite-Class meeting 2130 prompt. Emily IVolte-AI was tussed to death! E. C. 1315. THINGS THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN. Emily-Yes, I should be pleased to sing for fou. D Truth, Marv I-I., and Elinor always on time. Senior Gerinan Class-lVe have all linished the lesson. I I Mal-V TW Lucile, and Edith all silent at the same time. I it N V Absolute seriousness in the lllgllnlh Linde' Miss Mitehellf-The Seniors tlns year have no faults whatever. Margaret-Yes, Miss Andrews, I understand my Algebra thoroughly. An English class without an argum6Hf- DIRE QI Miss Hamilton--Seniors, since you are now thirty lines ahead of where you should lie, I will assign no lesson for to-inori-ow. Yous travaillez trop serieusenn-nt, nies '.'l1f'xi.'s. I'Iarriet-Oh, girls! I liayen't done a single lesson for to-day. Flora not miss an afternoon for a week. Any elassfa week without a class meeting. jane lose her temper l ?J M, G. XY., '15. l...-.- AS WE HEAR THEM. Miss McNeill fatter a long pausej- Etsy eused, girls. Miss Gamsby-l'So much for that-You real- ly ought to. Madame Leeds- Ah, Bah!! Cin disgustj Miss Hamilton- The next lesson we'll go to line- Miss Campbell- Yes, that 'll do. Fraulein- Ich liifire zu viel spreehenf' Miss Van Norman1'AHurry up, girls! Bell's rung! Miss Andrews- 'l'hinlt! Miss Stonerlulflow many have prepared their lesson F Miss XYoreesterg Don't you see-P F. S. G., '15. QUESTIONS OF THE AGES. this afte1'i1o'Ji1? lYhere are you going XYho will get the banner? F to the dance? black board? me, Iva? leve, Mary? IYho is going to bring ls our Algebra on the IYho have you got for Quand vous etes-vous Miss Stonergiivell, why don't you know? Has the lirst bell rung, Miss Yan Norman? May I be excused fi-min gym? Matilda-XYhere is the best little fountain pen in the Senior Class? M. G. w. '15, Xiflih 'f'f-- ' ' I K .4 ii L 55 Zales f li, Blix! fx Irvl. 3 W xi . .,' ,:e,:,g.'.A A A as Wifi f E! iff F - ' Q 5,2 0111-DIRE 1015 14110 Slnhrx Hpprr T. 11. 11. 11. E1 B. 11. H. B. 1.1. 12. C. 11. 1. nt 11. 11 H. Li 11. A. 111 11 141 5. 11. 1.. II. -1. 1.. 11. 11. ci. 11. 11.111 s. 151 1. 13. 1'. 11. 12. 11. 1.. 11. 1.. 111111 14. 12. 11. 14. s. A. R. S. M. XY, T. 1 .11 '11 13. 11. W. M. fa. xx' IJ. Ii. M. If. I7, KL. A. Ii. A. I.. M. D. I., IJ. I.. M. IZ. M, K.. M, M. IQ. M. I. Mnlf. li. MVC. lrl. I'. Ii. Ii. 1.5. Svrhnnl Truth M. Blnns, Dnllie E. Braun. Matilda H. Brown DlJFOllI5' E. ChallQncr. Mary I. Crabtree, Dorothy Crump. I-Inrrict C. Dally Acluliu M. Forlwrook. Flora S. Guehring. Lufilc I-Iarljc. vluscphinc I.. Hockel, Mary lf Hogg. Elizalmclh C. jol1ns1u11. S. I-llirmr 'Iul111s1on. Elcunor P. Kully. Erlna I-I. Love. fxllllil L, McCuncllcss. Ii:11l111rinc Ii. RL-cal, Edith R. Sic-fcrs. Alice R. Smith. Mnry XY. Tuner. Iva AI. 'I-IIUINLIS, Iimily B. XYUIIU. Mnrgarut Klclclfrcy Whilc. Domllly English. AIJ.I'gI1I'L'I Ifilzgiblaum. I:I'LlIlL'L'S ljalpin. Alisun Iiingslvury. .Allgllslll I.1-ovy. Do1'ullly Llcllty. IJ1-II11 Liggctt. Alllfgllftl Milligan, i'11ll1c1'i11u Mitchell. Iimsnlie Murris, Isulnrl McC4.111way. Rnvlwl RIL'C0f'l1lIL'li. Irlclun Parry. IiIizL1lJc1l1 Russcll. -lnnct SIc:vc11sm1. 5 '1'i,i.Q4liii OUT-DIRE . 1017 1919 1920 R. F 1. E. C. M M H. E. R. A. G. l.. R. H. H. K G. E. M E. l.. R. M E. M H. I.. E. IN. L. D. M M K. E. M M F. 1 31uhrx lllpprr S'rlnxul-Qluntinurh A. B. G. B. C. B. B. C. D. li. G. H. H. H. j. j. I. K. l.. M. ' M. MCC. MCK. MQK. N. R. S. S. T. T. W XY. D. F. H. V. H. H. j. l.. l.. M. R. llinmrr E. B. E. G. B. M. H. C. E. M. D. Rnlhzinnu Anflcrsun. Eleanor Boggs. Evelyn Buchanan. Elizalnctli Burnett. Catherine Crmrrlcs. Martha Dihf-rl. Milclrerl Ellis. lrlarric-t Gricr. lilcunor Hall. Rchcccu Hzinrly. .XliCC llugg. Ilcncyicvc jnlinstun l.ouisC jnlinstun, Rchcccn jones. Hnrricl KL-lly. Hclcn l.inrnln. Katherine Milchull. liciicyicyc Murtlnnrl. Eliznhcih McCulloch Mnry McKoun. liliznlvctli McKcnny. l.infln Ncslxit. Ruth Rankin. Marjorie Sicnllo. Eliznhclh Siyitc-r, Marie Thorne. Harriet Turnbull. Louise XYoolfnll:. Elizabeth XYyclwff. Nancy Dillinger. Louise Flynn. Dorothy Herron Muriel Herr. Miriam l-lnslcltcr. Knthc-rinc joncs. Elizaluekh l.Qoyy. Murjory l.ichty. Martha Mnnlgmmiy Frarirss R-wlnusnn. gvrhnnl llmlilh Bginlx. lla-rlri14,lv lllwuvlw Mnrgnrol Clviwlus. Eliznhcth Day. OUT-DIRE 1921 1922 1925 192-l Jnhrx ilinzurr Srlynnl-Glnntinnvh K' . 5. H. A. M. S. MCF. M. M. MCK. H. V. R. F. S. I,. D. S. H. C. W. Y. W. Y M. . B. D. A. B. K, R. C. L. S. D. L. E. H. F. E, H. E. A. L. I. B, M. C. L. MQK. 5. M. XY. K. C. M. R. C. E F E M. Cv. E. V. A, H . M. 5. K. H. XY. L, S. K. L. 5. M. M. A. MCC. M. O. MCK. L. G. P. E. J. XY. ll. K. B. G. C. L. li. S. L. G. J. 11. H. H. C. MCC, N. L. S. M. T. E. M. B. F. B. 1-1-13- R. R. H. Katherine Humphreys Ailsa Mellon. Suzanne MCFeely. Margaret McKenny. Harriet Ralph. Elizabeth Storer. Louise Suydam. Harriett Westervelt Virginia XVoolfolk, Mary Ball. Dorothy Babcock. Katharine Church. Leonora Dinlcey. Lela Edwards. Frances Henry. Elizabeth Lyle. Isabel Munroe. Christine MeKelx'y. Suzanne XYilson. Katherine Carroll. Mary Crabbe. Evelyn Evans. Margaret Evans. Virginia Hamilton. Marjorie Kimball. Helen Leovy. Katherine Lytle. Sara Moreland. Margaret MeCIay. Mary McKenna. Laura Provost. jane XYhigham. Kenelm Binns. Ethel Corcles. Louise Fownes. Sara Louise Gwinner. jean Hamilton. Helene Hostetter. Clodagli MeCune. Louise Schleitcr. Margery Townsend. Betty Braun. Frances Burdick. julian Burdick. Ralph Hamersehlag. S QUT-DIRE f, 1925 ifmwrr 9:1311 M. H. 12. J. M. L. J. L, D. E. R. F. E. T. 5. E. D, M. CS. R. C. R. B. lNl.V. j. E. G. MCC. F. W. S. F. D. Mcli. K. G. B. 3lnh2x L - I CUm1iix1w:h 1 Malcolm Hamilton. Elizalactli jenkins. Mary Louise jolinstfm, Belly Lewis. Davirl Robeson. Florencc Storcr. Elinor Nnnroc. Carol S. Russell. Clinrlcs R. Bacon. M. Vcrner Jennings. Ellen G. McClay. Frank XV. Slwparcl. Frances D. Mcliinncy. Katherine G. Berryman n. n JVLURDOCH, KERR CB, COMPANY PITTSBURGH, PENNSYLVANIA I u ,. f--1 ' ,,'...-w:Q. 1 '- ...u .4 Hn, 3 1 4