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0 Let me lie in your arms, Dark,

e Draw your v il on my sleepy eyes , Fold me close till the morning lark

W akes the day in the distant skies .

They say that horror is at your hand, That doubt and terror surround your breast ;

Ah e not , Mother, th y can understand ; — I . laugh at them, Mother you carry rest

And when my brain is too tired to think ,

And s when my eye are too weary to weep , I grope for your hand in the dark , and sink

My head on your bosom and go to sleep .

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In the hush of the Valley of Silence I dre am all the songs that I sing ;

And the the music floats down dim valley,

Till each finds a word for a wing,

e s the That to h art , like the Dove of Deluge , ” A mes sage Of peace the y may bring .

R Of his s Thus simply does Father yan, in one ver es,

s c harac terize his own writing . His poems come to us like “ s his dream from that mysterious valley , Trysting Place ” “ the e e a s h e with Divin , writt n down at random , says in “ e i s s the prefac to his works, w th little tudy and le s art, and ” “ Y t h a s always in a hurry . e the Thoughts he seen in the ” e valley have stirred our spirits also . Truly do th y

W e c ear holy veils on th ir fa es , The ir footste ps can scarcely be heard

s They pa s thru the valley like virgins , ” Too pure for the touch of a word !

The following e xtract from a letter he received from Longfellow shows in what e stee m that poet he ld him “ I have read enough of your poetry to s e e the fervor of

e s the od feeling and xpres ion with which you write, and mel y

e . s e e of your v rse Of cour e, you will hardly xp ct me to ‘ ’ sympathize with all th e vers e c onnecte d with the war ; yet in s ome of it I recognize a profound pathos and the infinite pity of it all .

“ — ‘ P . S . When you call yourself the last and least of those ’ e e the e s who rhym , you r mind me of grac ful line of Catullus to Cicero : THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 5

Gratias tibi maximas , Catullus ,

A e ss im u s git p omnium poeta ,

e s s im u s Tanto p omnium poeta, n ’ Quanto tu pe s s im u s omnium pa t ro u s .

Last and least’ can no more be applied to you than thi s ” to Catullus . ’ Father Ryan s poe ms clearly reflec t the main phases Of

: his life the suggestion of romance in early youth, the

e passionat feeling of army days , the deeply religious spirit

Of his e career as priest, and the myst rious melancholy that pe rvaded his whole life .

The date and place of his birth are still a subj ect of dispute,

e but it is probable , from a comparison of the most reliabl

r Va . sources , that he was bo n in Norfolk, , about the year

1 839 . hi to While still a c ld, he went with his parents

. re St Louis, where be ceived most of his early training from

is the Brothers of the Christian schools . This probably the p e riod Of his life into which came the romance whi ch forms “ his e S R the basis of long narrative po m, Their tory unneth ” Thus . He was deeply in love with a young lady and she with him, but they formed a mutual agreement that she

c e . should enter a onvent , and he become a pri st

Our loves must soar aloft to spheres divine ;

The an no r m e hum satisfies nor you ,

SO s let our spirits be espou ed in God , An d let our wedloc k be as soul to son] ;

And s prayer hall be the golden marriage ring, ” An d God will bles s us both .

m a This romance, we y Imagine, is the one bright memo ry “ ” ’ that flashes a radiance over his pathway . Ethel s is per “ ” “ haps the Heart, the Face, and the Name that the fading 6 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

” fi reli ht s g paint , for him, with a pencil of flame and “ ” “ hers the voice from the far land that makes him look up ” - to the star land and pray that he soon may be there .

e e Le aving St . Louis he ntered the ecclesiastical s minary Y A e . . of Our Lady of the ng ls at Niagara, N , and from At there was ordained to the priesthood . the outbreak of

h e a the c ivil war entered the confeder te army as chaplain, and he a rd with his ow n ears

’ — Th e orphans cry the terrible undertone ’ ’ And the fathers curse and the mothers sigh, ’ And the des olate young wife s moan

h e s the e Justly does de erve titl , The Poet Laureate of ” “ ” t h e e B e e Lost Caus , The Conquer d ann r being one of

S s his his best works . O trong was feeling that it was not

the e e e e c Of 1 878 until after y llow fev r pid mi , that he became “R ” fully reconc iled to conditions and wrote his eunited .

h e s e Of On one occasion, when was to read om his own poems, “ he chose this one and pre faced it by saying : Afte r the war

A m n the re sults were felt by the Southern people . lot of e came down with carpet bags in their hands and nothing in the m exce pt doc ume nts appointing the m to some Office in

h e t e South . The Southern p ople were not in harmony with thos e who c ame nor with those who se nt them . But there c w e - ame a time h n yellow fe ver swe pt the South . Politicians

e w re at that time wrangling. But Sympathy from the North came down with sandals of mercy on h e r feet to soothe the

e - t f ver s ricken South, and met her in the sanctuary of deepest T w o e . h e hands of the North a nd South were thus clasped

once more . 1870 ’ e Of . In he was appoint d pastor St Mary s church,

e Mobil , and most of the latter part of his life was spe nt

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F r o o souls were always more to him than s ngs,

Yet songs are of his s ainted life a part . His nature ’tis to sing and cheer vast throngs Of weary souls with high angelic art ; ’ To lead them thro the dim a nd silent vale That lies ’tween stern and dreadful Calvary ’ ’ And Tabor s shining top , where sorrow s wail ” Becomes a grand and heavenly harmony.

” A e u n His poem , D ath, is fo ded on a touching incident of hi s life as a priest in Mobile . Before reciting it to an

e Of : audi nce friends one evening, he told the following story Some years ago smallpox came to Mobile and ra ged as an

A . epidemic . great many people died I attended many . I

e f o r an was s nt late one evening by outcast of the city, the leader of the unfortun a te class to which she belonged . Noted

e for her b auty, she had drifted from the paths of virtue, lured by the wiles of others . I attended her thirteen days ,

h u and until s e died a beautiful death . The very words I se in the poem or rhyme are the words she used t o me — t o o I have wandered far far away, Oh ! would that my mother were here ; Is God like a mothe r ? has He Any love for a sinner like me

The poem continues with his words Of comfort

Child, God is more gentle than men ; ’ He watches by passion s dark tide ; He sees a wreck drifting—and then He beckons with hand and with voice

And He whispers the whisper of yore ‘The Angels of heaven rej oice ’ O er the sinner repenting from sin .

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The whole life of Fathe r Ryan is shadowed by a c loud Of melancholy which only his dee p religious c onvictions kept from driving him to despair .

the In world each Ideal, ’ s e s e That shine lik a tar on life s wav ,

Is e th e s Of R wr cked on hores the eal,

And slee ps like a dream in a grave .

And a ye t more intense woe cries out in th e vo i c e De Profundis

’ Ah s o s , days dark with death eclipse, Woe a re w e ! Wo e are we ! And the nights a re a ges long ! ’ Fro m breaking he arts thro pallid lips O my God ! woe a re we ! ’ Trembl e th the mourne rs s ong ; A blight is falling on t he fair An d hope is dying in despair, An d terror walke th everywhere .

’ Thro th e c ities burns a breath W o e are they ! W o e a re we ! Hot with dre a d and deadly wrath ;

e e s Lif and lov lock arm in death, Wo e are the y ! Wo e are all !

thro ugh the thick d a rkness shi nes a light

! e s ! Go d e Pray y , pray for is swe t

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” In these fits Of dej ection hi s mind was Often visited by

At w a s e hallucinations . one time he to sp ak before a large

A h e . t e college audience rriving for appointment, he insist d he was not in a mood for speaking . One of his spells of des pondency had settled upon him and he could not shake A . s it off the time drew near, he was sitting alone in deep

his meditation . Suddenly an apparition of sister in flowing

e white robes came to him, so lifelik that he started forward

w a s to grasp her . The vision vanished, but he convinced that his s ister had died . Next day he received a telegram announcing that s he had died at the exact time Of his vision .

And f o r e - e so , it is not its polish d phrases and well chos n

A . R wording that we value the works of bram J yan, but rather for the s imple spontaneous expression of a beautiful

. e life In the bustle of everyday affairs , we lov to read the restful thoughts of the lonely man who thought

Not a wavelet stirred , An d yet he heard The loveliest music of the weariest waves ” That ever roll .

the If we read them in this light they will indeed, like ” e e Dove of the D lug , bring a message of peace to our hearts .

Th e inf o rma t io n f o r t his a rt icle w a s Obt a ined fro m t h e c o mpa ris o n Of ne w s a e r c li in s t a t c a e o u t du rin t h e li e o f th e o et a nd ro p p pp g h m g f p , f m a ri nd w h o kne w h im rs na ll f e pe o y . 10 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

ma nager

May the torch of truth which s hine th

e s Guide us saf ly on our way , “ ” And W e Thy ill be Don , the watchword,

Which shall ever rule our days .

’ e May we lighten others burd ns , As we climb the hill of Life ; May each C o nscience be th e armor

’ Which protects us in the strife .

e e e If we m t, while j ourn ying upward,

s f s Sorrows , trial , suf ering great,

Wilt Thou teach us how to bear them, That we may not hesitate ;

c Tea h us , Lord, to be forgiving, That forgive n we may be ; He lp u s to b e brave in trouble

e e . Brav and strong and kind, like The

e o Give us fri nds , if Th u art willing ; h e t e e . Els , str ngth to walk alone ’ c e s Then, when we have rea hed lif s thre hold

e Safely, Fath r, bear us home .

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A WA RS. R T TE stood by the French window, which

O pened on a broad porch, partly covered with

fragrant wistaria . The peace of late afternoon had

e o s ttled upon c untryside and house, and seemed to the soli tary watcher to grow almost ominous a s the moments pass ed .

e t e n i Fiv , , fifteen minutes she waited ; then, turn ng with a s s s igh, lowly walked through the cool hallway, upon who e

o e s darkly shining flo r her French he l made a slight, but

- c . O regular, lick clack Out of the pen door into a garden to the rear She strolled . If this house was beautiful n in its dig ity and simplicity, the garden seemed a

s o very glimpse into fairyland , wondrous were the pro fusion and sweetness of the flowers . It was separated from the outlying fields by a tall stone wall , which , ‘

a s w a s r almost as broad it high, stood a massive ba rier from

c e the outside world . The eye of the lands ape gard ner had

f e been true to nature , for no stif conventional lin s marred the grace of the ro ses as they climbed naturally the Old stone

e wall , sheltering, as with un rring intuition, its broad front defaced by age . A A s . e s Mrs twat r gazed on this vision of pring, the worried lines on her face gave way under its peace ful spell .

one Lightly she stepped from fragrant rose to another, breath ing dee ply of their swe etness and trying to forget that the ’ e R s times w re perilous and obert daily letter had not come . A ladybug hoppe d from a large pink rose she was s me lling

h e r — a al . to hand , and she laughed soft , music laugh It

h e r Old m h ow reminded her of the story mam y used to tell ,

s o one day two gra shoppers got int a rage, and, spitting

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e e a ladybug happ ned to trip by ; wher upon a beetle , watch ing from a nearby plot of grass , rushed up , exclaiming “ s s s Oh, please, Mr . Gra shopper, de i t from spitting tobacco ’ ” Th e e . e juice, for you re in the pr senc of a lady story had

e e amused her imm nsely as a child, and ven now, whenever

he e . s saw a ladybug, a smile cam to her lips

Bu t s o a nd the hour grew late, the had ws became deeper the de w began t o fall . From a window on the upper sto ry ’ the e u s th e of hous , an old darky s kinky head was thr t, and

Southern dialect fell s oftly on the night air . “ s ? Is you down dar, Mi s Sallie, at dis here late hour ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ Ain t you kno w d de dew am fallin an you se gwine hab a f ’ ” e . cole in your hade you don come in, honey chile ’ ’ Accustomed from babyhood to the Old negro s prote ctive ’ A e Ye s s . e : bo sing, Mrs twat r r plied , saying , mammy, I ll ’ ’ b e in in a second ; I m only waiting to see Master Robert s ” messenger . “ ’ is Law, chile, don you know dat dar man big enough for ’ — ’ to take care 0 hisself You j est stop a w o rryin dat purty f E ’ ’ — O . f e hade yours you don , by n bye twill b gin for to ache ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ an then you ll be a ne e din 0 your mammy . Marse Robe rt s ’ ’ ’ ’ ” ’ re t ble a vin he all , an don you fool your li l self bout ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ . A e ain t in t I done tol you for dis , dat it don ueber help ’ ’ - e s a w o rr in e e m . fer to mak thing happen, by y ob r ’ The Old darky s he ad disappeare d f o r a few moments ;

e w a th n suddenly it s poked out of the window again . This time the voice took on an admonitory tone as it called out “ ’ the s e e f e Law goodness , Mi s Salli ; you won t k tch yer ’ ’ ’ ’ 0 A death col . in t you got no be tte r sense than to s tan ’ ’ ’ ’ o s a w a itin dar a dreamin and a lo kin so weet an purty, ’ e R e rt for to hear from Mars ob , when de dew am fallin fit ’ f e r l to kill . You j est min yer O d mammy an come ret in ’ e m e i dis minute ; you h ar , don yer , honey, come ret n, dis ” minute . THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 13

’ ’7 All . disa right , mammy, I m coming So saying the p pointed watcher slowly turned and entered the house . Dur

Old s ing her absence , James , the butler, had brought candle for the hall and dining- room and had laid the cover for t w o ;

A Of for though Lieutenant twater was away, the law the

s house demanded the extra plate . The colonial cut glas and s ilver gle a med against the snowy damask of the table linen

In the faint light of the candelabra . ’ A e . H aring sounds of hoofs on the road , Mrs twater “ horse s turned swiftly toward the front porch . Throwing open the broad low door, she stood for a second in the light of the hall

. r o u t way Then tu ning and walking into the night air, waited on the porc h step for the arrival of the messenge r . ’ The horse s iron shoes beat heavily against the hard clay road . w h The sound was as one riding swiftly, but y did Old Joe hasten so ? Did he not realize the road was rocky and steep and that Brown Betsy would be fagged out ? As the horse and rider fumbled at the big iron gate that Opened into the ’

r A . M s . s carriage drive, twater s breath came hard and fa t Something had happened ! This was a stranger on a strange

e n horse , for old Joe and Brown B tsy had k own that latch since the day ten years ago when her father had had

. e o it attached to the front gate Cold with appr hensi n, she stood on the st ep waiting the approach of the rider . Nearer he came and nearer ; then into the arch of light cast from the hallway, a horse , covered with foam, stumbled up . On his

e e back sat a man , square shouldered and r ct, in the federal

. o se uniform Leaping fr m his hor , he strode forward, but

do fi e d s e on seeing a woman, his hat and changed his mother d oath into a question : “ ’ ” Is this Lieute nant Atwater s home 2 ” It is , replied my lady . ’ Are you the Lieutenant s wife

t s Yes , came again in cour eou accents from the white

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: W Bowing low, the soldier said I am Captain hite, of the United States army, stationed half a mile away . My Company is under orders to occupy this house as head ’ quarters . You are to be allowed to go to some neighbor s ” house rather than be taken as a prisoner of war .

The woman seemed , for a moment, only a figure of stone,

e e so rigid did she stand ; then sudd nly, as if r membering her dl noble lineage, she turned without a word and walked prou y

e Old e : up the st ps , within the hall , where mammy gre ted her “ ’ s s Land ake s alive, Mis Sallie, what ter goodness is dat ’ ’ l i r - An dar s o g e a doing out dar in de yard . why didn t dat ’ ’ e Jo e e e Y nk sol ie r crazy nigg r com st ad ob de a ee g , I d jest ” like ter know. “ m R O , mam y , I fear Master obert has been captured by ’ A un these s oldi e rs and Mrs . twater s arms were flung aro d ’ Old the darky s neck and her voice was full of sobs , and the ’ soldiers are going t o take th—is house and we ve got to leave Oh ? I w R t and, , what shall I do I ish ober were here ; and the voice broke down completely while this head so proud ’ before strangers fell on the old mammy s neck . “ ’ ’ ’ s s Dar, dar, li l Mi Sallie, don you cry, my honey ; dar , ’ ’ n ’ ? chile, don you k ow hit s gwine to all turn out fer de bes ’ ’ s De good Lord am on we all s s ide . But what dat you — ’ ’ a sayin we s got ter go way from dis he re house im m e j ia t e ly ! ’ - . a Lor , have mercy on our souls Is you meaning of it, ’ ’ ? a - ? honey You ain t foolin of yer old mammy, is you ’ ’ ’ — know d . fi t Dar, chile , I you ain t Don cry lak dat fer ’ ’ ’ e e r . brak y sweet li l heart . We se gwine fix it up all ret You j est see e f w e

hiI Ol Mrs . Atwater raise d her head to g the d mammy for

e e th her brave heart . Th n together they walk d up e steps Th to see what could be done in the present situation . e next

hour passed swiftly, while the two, with rapid fingers , though

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. e and what left Mammy was here, there and everywher , collecting the family silver and plate and seeing that James hid them in the proper places . Several times she had to try to calm the excited group of negroes huddled in the back A hall . fter one of these outbursts she returned to her mistress upstairs , exclaiming “ ’ Goodness sake, Miss Sallie, what you reckon dat crazy ’ ’ ’ soldier go nter do ! He s gwine ter bring a hull re g m ent

Ni r Ob . e s niggers down on dis here house gg , I tells you , in dis e e Ob w e— h r house ours , what done belong to alls eber ’ ’ ” Ob A . fore de time dam an Eve She continued her work, grumbling and complaining about the colored regi ment and the insult it was ; finally She burst out with “ ’ ’ ’ e ! t u rrible It j st ain t ret, Miss Sallie , it j est ain t Tis ’ ’ ’ o u i t fer y ter have ter g out ; but , pon me word, tis de las straw fer dem no ’count niggers ter be a comin’ in de white ’ ’ ’ - l s a n o u s . folks house . It s down ret c d What would Marse Robert say Q”

A e . . e Suddenly Mrs twat r stopp d in her work I have it, i . e mammy It s an outrage You are right about it . W just ’

. e . e won t stand it Listen , I hav a plan Wh n Captain White ’ ’ f . R n e O escorts me to Mrs ey olds , I ll leave you in charg ”— . A things Now, and Mrs . twater stepped to the window “ ’ th e — Ye s and looked out on night , it s dark already and my scheme will work well . Everything else is ready, I

Old s believe , and now, mammy, get that white lace dres of ’ e s fi chu one moth r s with the big hoop and , the she had her

r e s po trait painted in downstairs in the hall Oh, y ; and ’ get Master Robert s paint box from his den .

Old r The negro b ought both and, putting them on the ’ ’ : C bed , ej aculated What you se up to now, hile ; don you ’ ’ ’ ’ a —c u ttin w i da t sol ie r know tain t no time fer to be up , dar g ’ ’ a - settin on de hors e w a itin fer you dis minute “ ’ I know, mammy, but he ll j est have to wait . Here, come ” here and let me take o fl yo ur white apron and th at gingham . 16 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

’ ’ e w t e r w i t ? De land s sake hon y, what you g ine do me ’ ’ ’ m e a -u ndre s s in u I ain t lost all manners , for to be ro n white ’ al ! An Ob folks, Miss S lie what in de name goodness, you want, nohow

A a o Mrs . twater p id no attenti n to her remonstrances and soon w a s busily employed fixing up the old negro to s uit her ow n taste . “ ’ ’ Wh : e y, mammy, it s just this We ve just got to k ep those ff ’ O . s soldiers , they ll ruin our house Now, they are all negroe ’ and you know how e asily you can frighten them . SO you ve

s c e o ff got to dress up as a gho t and s ar them .

” ’ ’ t ? S s s e rits Me, a ghos O Lordy, Miss allie, dere p nough ’ ’ u e a c w i o u t ro nd dis her pl e as tis , haben me fer to make ’ ’ An s . e em me, Miss Sallie , de good Lord sab me from ech ; ” I mout s e e a shore nu f hant e f I done sech a thing .

“ ’ te . Oh, hush, mammy, that s silly . Lis n to me a minute ’ ’ e c You won t be a sure nough one, of ourse, and it ll be fun ’ - s make be lieving . I ll dres you up as mothe r used to look and you can fool all the slave s on the place into believing

. e she has come back to s e what all this trouble is about . “ ’ ’ b lie ve m e Old s ! s Make I m missu Goodness , graciou , ’ ’ s s e thinkin ? e f Mi Salli , what you chile bout O Lordy, ’ ’ ’ u Old s s ile a nt e dis you ain t don p t mi us g dr ss on , her ’ — nigge r . Turn round fer to git me face painte d Dis here ’ — o u s ? black face Miss Sallie, kin y be erious bout dis thing ’ De he a b en e c e good Lord in don make all de niggers fa s black , ’ ’ an he ain t u eber meant fer hit ter be no other color ; an d f here you gwine ter make hit white lak shore nu white folks . ’ ’ An S e . d de Hit ain t ret, Miss alli land sakes , chile , don i i ! yer tech me haar . D s here do s a rt nly beat de Dutch ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ Ain t I don al ays bringed you up fer to k now tain t fi tt e n a young missus fer to monkey wit’ a nigger’s kinky wool ! W ’ s f . aal , I be ble sed e you ain t a po wdering of it O Lordy, ” is what I gwine do .

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s se emed t o come from the neighborhood of the gate, ju t a

e e little dist a nce from the hous e . Here were huddl d tog ther some forty or more figures with face s so black they could scarc ely be disting u ished fro m the dark boxwood bushes that borde re d the pathway . They swayed backward and forward in frightened silence or clutched frantically those

e e o f e e s next to th m, while the whit s their ey s show d un peak able terror w ritt en on their face s . Occasionally the re seemed to be some faint movement and sound from the house, which was invariably accompanied by the wildest gestures and most frantic exclamations on the part of the slaves at the gate : “ ! ? e t O niggers , niggers Did you see dat dar O , Lordy,

s a rtinl de Old t e r ! y am missus , done come life agin De ’ Saints pres erve u s ! She done come back fer t e r see bout ’ r f l — des e here d e d u goin s ou Ob de Yankees . Es yer all eber ’ done s e e sech a s e mblance ter de live Old miss us ? Look ” o ! dar, Oh, Lordy, by de front bed ro m, quick and the ’ spe aker s voice broke in an uncontrollable burst of fear .

e w a s m Th re a wild com otion among the crowd, which was only incre ased by the arrival at this mome nt of the colored

e regim nt from the rear .

W e Captain hite, being in charge, ord red the soldiers through the gate and up to the house ; but the panic among

th s e e e e s e lav s imp ded th ir progr s . Soon it was noised

th e n throughout whole company that the place was hau ted , ’ h e r a real ghos t being seen that ve ry night . T e soldi rs unifo m

s the e e Of s tiffened n rve , but the three hundred y ars uper i i s t t o u s fear behind them was not t o b e overcome . The

e Ofli r color d re giment was visibly disconcerted . The ce com

m a nde d e o rw . s , the long lin m ved doubtfully fo ard Ju t as

a s e the front ranks were within twenty y rds of the hou , there

e e w l the e ce came a d p groan from ithin, fol owed by app aran

w i . It at one of the upper indows of a figure in wh te vanished,

h e t en appeared at anoth r window, then disappeared again, THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 19 and again a deep groan was borne to the ears of the now thoroughly frightened company . Then came the order for “ ” A e N s . rw . O Fo ard, march re ponse gain it cam , aecom

W e a ni e d . p by oaths, yet no man stirred ith curses and thr ats, the third time the order was given . Then, seeing that some thing had to be done to calm his confounded soldiers, Captain

e White marched into the house, light d a lamp and entered

n e every room . Then he retur d triumphantly to his company,

the n for he thought, in ig orance of his Northern heart , this was proof positive that no gho st was present . By this time the slaves could no longer restrain their fe ar and ran wildly

a s in all directions . It w almost more than the colored regi ment could stand ; but then Captain White was threatening i them and, besides, now they were soldiers w th bright new

. W e e uniforms , on their backs hen the next ord r came to mov

O hi forward, they were about to bey, but suddenly j ust wit n

orw flitte d the do ay, almost on them, a vivid white figure with an alarmingly substantial -looking sword drawn menacingly “ ” above it s head . It was the last s traw . The soldi e r coat was forgo tten by the colored heart encase d within . The

ll e ranks broke, panic fo owed, and the whol regiment turned their backs and fled ignominiously down the road, howling

a s e and screaming, followed by hop lessly wrathy a captain a s one would well wis h to see .

e e Of Early the n xt morning, the solitary figur a woman crept

s A n cautiou ly up to the twater home . She hesitated again a d

! e again, and as the steps were reached stopped entir ly and

s Al e . l e s c li ten d was sil nt at fir t, but from the rear kit hen ward the voice of an Old colored mam m y was he ard singing “

h a llelu lia c hillu n Ob . Glory, glory, , we am de de Lamb A minute late r and this song was muffled by an ecstatic hug from one behind .

“ ’ o ! neb e r O, L rdy, is dat you, Miss Sallie don you do ’ e e think e d s Old s dat no mor , chil , kase I twa de mi sus her 20 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

’ ’ ’ - s elf a shu ttin up dis he re nigger S monf. How come you se ’ up dis early ? Ain t you know d no bette r den to let dem ’ crazy Yank y D igge rs ske re white folks out d e re sleep ? I ’ was j est gwine make you some bis cuits an to fetch yer fro-m ’ ’ l r Re . e s o ie s Missus ynolds Kas all de g done went an gone, ” e ! Mis s Sallie . Prais de Lord

A T L MA B OO H .

The re was tangled grass at the meadow top

And e littl low pines, all black with rain, Each ne edle tipped with a tiny drop

s That bru hed your hair in the narrow lane .

w a s In my brain a curtain rent in two, I knew the pine s and th e narrow lane

Long, long lives ago I loved you

Your hair all shining and wet with rain .

ERT . M . PINK ON all mo a ns M a nto Rom e

A s NDI N summer, the freshnes of the morning dew still

i e s in the air, Martha looked w th pl a ure at her small

domain . In the distance, the river, like a black opal , showed fire where it caught the reds and yellows of the

s brilliant foliage . Nearby, on the ri ing ground above the

s t w o Of river , the prim farmhou e sat comfortably, though its large bay windows peered somew hat anxiously over at l their shining faces reflected on the muddy water . The O d fashioned hall- way through the house opened wide doors

i r e e at front and back, g ving a fine ai y sw ep to the low r

floor . In the garden lazy bumble bees dozed on the cosmos

. O and red dahlias From the orchard came a subtle dor, giving promise of sweet cider . The dry, penetrating fragrance of burning leaves made incense for the air .

Martha sat down abruptly where she was . She soon espied her old , fat, white bunny, munching red clover close

. W s s s beside her ith one dainty forefoot rai ed, its en itive

o the n se inclined to be somewhat scornful , rabbit considered ’ Martha s slender hand extended toward him, and then hopped with neat precision into her lap . “ You blessing, and she hugged it, laughing . There , ’ ’ ” ! I ll o ! there don t go , be go d and she stroked its fur quite smooth again .

’ The time has come, the walrus said , ‘ TO t alk o f many things

s s s - Of hoes and hips and ealing wax, ’ An d e , wheth r pigs have wings .

A e e s y , v rily, the pirit of unrest possesses my soul this ” morning . Sh e set the rabbit on her knee s and looked at it severely . “ I hope you feel able to follow a tenuous thread of argu

s ment, because we must come to ome decision and that right ” . c w quickly She glan ed almost fearfully do n the road . The idea ! What am I saying ? DO you think for o ne

s l e r minute that I, who left a plendid co leg in my junior yea t to take a course in horticul ure , so I could run my own

e m e be autiful farm which fath r left , would for an instant — cons ide r leaving it for under any c ircumstances ? Yo u know the conservation of natural resource s will soon require many people to t ake up farming for the e xc ellent reason that

e . nk th re will be no more food , not even for rabbits Do you thi of nothing but eating ? One would give you credit for having more refined ideas ! But then think Of m e n ; all I have e ver known are like that—and I couldn’t cook to save my life ! Mercy ! look what you are doing ! My b e st handkerchief ! Ple ase c onsider it sufficiently comminuted ! You evil

Fle tc he riz e r

’ Just at this instant Martha s sharp ears he ard the rhythmic s te ps of a horse approac hing at a quick trot . It stoppe d in

A e e e e front of the house . few words w re xchanged b tw en the i e nk r der and the maid, and befor Martha had time to thi , ’ sh e s a w a man s thin brown face looking anxiously about ; then he caught sight Of her and the s eve re express ion was

e e s gon ; he was only a gr at hand ome boy after all . “ ’ ” Yo u e have be n thinking it over, haven t you , now, he

s . a ked , tactless, in his own j oyous mood “ ” “ s e e No, Martha aid abruptly, I hav been consid ring the economical importance of clover for returning nitrogen ” to the soil . “ ” With whom ? Old Bunny ? the man asked as he seated “ s him elf on the ground Opposite her . What do you call that ? ? ’ gauzy thing you have on A fi chu I b e t that s it . I ought ” b e t . to in a depar ment store, really ’ I be lieve you would be more helpful in the gents fur ” is hi n n e e . g d partment , how ver, she remarked, dryly “ is e He looked into her clear eyes . Martha, this n rve ” e racking for you to k ep me dangling this way . A de licate colo r stole into her face and he stared at her ’ s c . s ff ab tra tedly The girl slight figure sti e ned . THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 3

i h ow Paul , I have expla ned to you with minute care I

. a r love this place I should loathe living in a city . We e not interested in the same things at all “Wh ” “ y, he interrupted, what do you think I am interested

Nothing in particular, but real estate, aeroplanes, life insurance “ e Hush , my d ar, my soul is clarified of all these sordid

. f . things I have been o fered a good position You understand , as you have indicated , that I have been trying many things , perhaps at random, but at last I have found something that ‘ Ha ndinb u r suits me . I am to be the junior partner in the g ’ Nursery Company . “ ‘ I Ha ndinb u r Oh, Paul , am so glad, and will it be g and ’ Constu ll “ — In time I suppose it will . His keen eyes watched “ Martha tenderly as he continued . They want me to go to Colorado to stu dy the irrigating methods there and buy some ” pine spec ime ns for the company . “ Oh, how interesting it would be to do that but her earnest voice ceased a s sh e realized with the word interes t ” ’ e e he r ing, and as she look d into Paul s ager, excited face, that one Obj ection was gone . She became shy and silent ; she had been quite owne r of herself as long as she could ke e p her bantering tone, but only her natural reserve came to her aid as she felt her weakness in the time of dee p emotion . “ ” s e s o You mu t come and h lp me, he aid, not kn wing

e w a s . exactly what he meant , but fe ling that it true “ ’ ? e n . Oh, must I I hadn t really plann d to, you k ow

e But neither of them laughed, for they dimly f lt as they c lasped hands that fate had led them over many varied roads before they reached the highway which the y would travel now together . H LU CILE MARS AL . 24 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

ra r re ve QEg , the p og ssi

” e ! u n ZRA has sold his automobil anno ced Mrs . Martin

a s she th e c triumphantly, came out on porch , arry

r s ing in h e hands a big pan of u nshe lled bean . ” ? s r . s c s s u So Mr Martin own a ma hine a ked I , omewhat

se e e the e s pri d , for I had n ver se n it during all we k I had been s taying at the Martin farm . “ e s one e W ll , I should say he doe own , r plied my talka “ ’ ’ ? e . e e e W tiv landlady Didn t I v r t ll you bout it ell , ” well ! and she settled herse lf complacently in her big rocke r . “ ’ e e e u s e I n v r did hav no e for automobil s , nohow, an I ’ Y e e h j u s told Ezra s o . o u n ver can t ll whe n t e thing is ’ ’ a s e t n Of goin to e xplode . I told Ezra I d s oon s o a keg ’ e o ne e s h e gunpowd r, as on of them th re thing , but wouldn t l is te n . ‘ ’ e t Jus think, Jemima , how soon we could g into town , h ‘ ’ s s e . a s ay Why, an auto could go ten times as fast old N ’ ellie . “ W e e a s Old e e e e u s ll , I remind d him how N lli had s rv d ’ t e n e s an s a t e s faithful for y ar , how a hor e l a t keeps to the ’ ’ e e c a n e s road , an you n v r t ll when these autos is goin to tart ’ ’ ’ ru nnin up tre e s an bank s an eve rything e lse ; but Ezra ’ ’ s a s h e f An aid how d ge t a chif onier to run it at first . I ’ ’ ’ j u s s ee n the re warn t no u s e talkin for when men gets ’ s s e t e e u se u s e their head , th r ain t no for poor wom n to ’ ’ e s e e s r a on with em . Don t you v r marry a man , Mis

Clifton . They is too he adstrong . “ ’ W e the s - Offi c e e ll , for bout two months po t had to hir a ’ ’ new deliv ry wagon to bring out Ezra s auto catalogue s . ’ ’ u s Y They wuz j settin all ove r everyt hing. o u could hardly

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’ finally knocke d the railing Off our front porch an built a ’ ’ c A sla ntin . n e thing to run the ma hine up on th re it wuz , ’ ’ ’ se e an w e Of ttin right out her , didn t have no more use this porc h to s e t on . But Ezra was so ple ased ! ‘ ’ ’ ‘ ’ ’ o ne e h e e Ev ry who rid s by will see it, says , an th y ll ’ ’ know we ve got one . ‘ ’ ’ ’ ’ e ! n f e e lin Th y ll know it all right says I , with awful ’ Of what wuz comin . “ ’ ’ W e th e c ff e e n ll , hi oni r cam out from tow , an he an Ezra ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ - kin got out an went up an down the road a tootin an squ a w . ’ ’ Ezra didn t do any damage cept kill my favorite c hicken ’ ’ an lame th e dog an spoil my pansy b e d ; but s o long as he ’ z didn t knock th e house over I w u thankful . “ ’ In a few days Ezra said he could run it himself an let th e chiffonier go . ‘ ’ ’ e e s W ll go to church next Sunday in the machin , say ‘ ’ ’ ’ h e n s e t . It ll take half hour, tead of two to g there ’ DO e you m an to say, Ezra Martin , that you d take out ’ that sac rile gious mac hine on Sunday ? Doe sn t th e Bible “ ” s s Re e the a e e ? Th e ay , memb r Sabb th day to k p it holy ’ ’ ’ S c ripture s wouldn t llow any such unrighte ous m a chin ry ’ ’ ’ 0 . It s e e as that yourn bad nough on w k days , but on Sun ’ ’ day it is an I w u z that overcome I couldn t sp e ak no more . ‘ ’ ‘ ’ W e s s - e e e ll , ay Ezra , sheepish lik , it s too bad you f l ’ h t . a e e e c w e t e hat way I h v sold Nelli , so I sp t go in auto ’ or walk . “ ‘ ’ ’ I almost s cre ame d : I ain t mis se d m e e tin in twenty ’ ‘ ’ ’ ’ s s . year , ays I , an I can t begin now ‘ ’ The n c ome in the auto ! s ays Ezra . ’ e e ! s e th e e . N v r ays I , like th y do on stag ’ Bu t whe n m o rnin c ame I thought what Sallie Smith ’ ’ ’ n e in An e w ould s a y whe n sh e s a w I w u z t at m e t . th n I ’ ’ c ouldn t be ar to think of Ezra startin Off in that machine ’ e th e withoute n m e to pr t e c t him . SO I pray d Lord to for ’ ’ ve m e s . gi , an aid I d go THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 27

’ ’ I put on the children s S u n day hats an we all climbed i ’ in m e to the auto ; in front , an all the children shut up in

. e e s w u z the back The back seem d saf t , as there least smell ’ ’ hin’ an nois e there . Ezra got out an turned som e t that — ’ an dl Of ic e e th e looked like the h e an cream fr ezer, an thing ’ ’ began to bounce an shak e an make a terrible fuss ! ‘ ’ ’ Oh ! it s explodiu says I . ‘ ! ’ ‘ ’ Sh says he, it s only startin ’ ’ ’ ’ Startin to explode ! I fe el it ! s ays I ; an I wuz j u s ’ ’ e s e gettin out when he jump d in beside me , an pulled om ’ ’ ’ ’ hin e s om e t s . thin an turned els , an the thing tarted My ’ " - e he art w a s b e a tin two forty . I kn w no good would c ome 0 ’ — such goin s on on Sunday . If the thing had bee n a decent ’ ’ e re d hi black, it wouldn t a be n so bad , but a mac ne on the ’ ’ ’ a Sabbath ! I d as soon been in a circus procession . — ’ ’ ’ W a a tw istin t u rnin e ell , Ezr was an the wheel for d ar ’ ’ ’ 0 . life , an we sailed out the yard without hittin anything The road was straight an’ smooth an’ things went better at t first than I spe c e d . But punishment always catches up with the m who break the Sabbath . Suddenly Ezra sat up very straight . ‘ ’ Darn ! says he . ’ Well , Miss Clifton, as you may know, my husband ain t ’ ’ ’ ’ a —f a sw e rin man i he wuz I wouldn t a married him . ’ ’ ’ Sw e a rin an sm okin is two sins in men whic h I say there ’ ’ ain t no scuse for . “ SO I wuz too shocked to speak . I looked from Ezra to ’ ’ — n e s the road a I didn t s e no road . There wuz only cow ’ ’ ’ f a ll u s O . round , an more comin out a barn Ezra tooted ’ ’ s 0 the squawker , an then those that wuz at the ide the road ’ s n a . An a ru hed dow into the ro d, too there they wuz , ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ pushin an ru nnin back an forth an Ezra jus makin the

“ old machine crawl . Then she stopped with a bang . ‘ ’ ‘ ’ ’ ! e ! Darn says Ezra , sh s stalled 28 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

’ ’ ’ S e ! lit e l . dn topp d you mean, says I p y But he di t ’ ’ ’ ans we r ; an after w a itin bout ten minutes for the c ows to ’ ’ 0 the e e get out the way , Ezra got out an turned fr ez r ’ ’ e e handle again, an aft r more shakin up till I felt lik a pat ’ c e . o hurn d butter , we went on

‘ ’ ‘ ’ k w e Ezra , says I , do you now that ain t halfway to ’ ’ churc h yet an have only five minute s to get there ?

‘ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ rove e c e I don t pp o g ttin to chur h before servic begins , ‘ s s w e e e e . the ay Ezra , ith his y on the wh l I go for sermon, ’ ’ an not to gossip be forehand .

’ ’ ’ W e s hich was aim d at me, an I wuz jus bout to an wer

s . e whe n I screamed in tead Somebody had shot us . I h ard ’ ’ th e s e e . w u z n t hot an I scr am d I knew I hit, but I thought ’ 0 them poor little c hildren all alone in the back s e at .

‘ ’ ’ Stop ! says I to Ezra ; but the re warn t no need to ’ s th e e s peak, for old thing stopp d of it elf . I jumped up an ’ ’ a li v looked round at the c hildren . I could h rdly b e e my e ye s that they w uz s afe .

‘ ’ ’ ‘ ! s Let s go on ays I to Ezra , before that murderer ’ s hoots again .

‘ ’ ‘ ’ ’ ’ s s th e Woman , ay he , we can t ; tire s broke . ’ ’ ‘ h e So that s what aimed at ! says I . He has shot the ’ ’ ’ ’ e e e e s machin , an now h ll come an shoot us an our littl on , ’ ’ ’ one w e sc e by one , when can t scape, an I began to r am for help . ‘ ’ ‘ ’

! . e Jemima says Ezra , don t be a fool That nois ’ ’ - warn t no shot . It wuz a blow out . ‘A ? ’ what says I . ’ The tire blew out , says he . ’ ‘ ’ Ye s s , ays I , I said we d blow up if we went out in ’ s c . it s thi unholy red ma hine on Sunday Praise the Lord, ’ ’ ’ nl e s o y the tire an not us an our poor , innoc nt children what blown up ! ’ THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 29

’ ’ Ezra didn t say nothin . I saw him look at the clock .

It wuz five minutes past church time . I knew I could never ’ again reprove Sallie Smith for irregu lar tendance at ’ ’ ’ n in 0 i . rn m e e t But I lost no time in m o u . I jumped out ’ ’ a s e c tin 0 hi that m chine, p any minute that the rest the t ng

d a would explode like the tire . I took the chil ren to safe ’ c c . distan e, an came ba k to see what Ezra wuz up to He ’ ’ had unlocked a box at the side 0 the thing an taken out ’ - some que er lookin tools . ‘ ’ What you doin says I . ’ ’ An’ Fixin this tire ! says he . with that he began ’ ’ ’ pullin at the Old thing . It reminded me O gettin the ’ ’ cover Off n a fruit j ar what ain t been Opened for twe nty

w u z years . What worried me most that that Sunday suit ’ w ul fi ve of Ezra s , hat he had worn so caref for years that ’ ’ ’ s s . O f it looked good new, wuz gettin all dirt I f ered to ’ o ff take my wash skirt an give it to him for an apron, but ’ he jus glared at me . “ ’ ’ ’ ’ a — a -w a tc hin Well , he went on workin an I ; an the An ’ Old . more he worked at that rubber, the madder he got

th e e the more I looked at the clock madder I got , for I kn w ’ ’ ’ ’ c w u z l ul a - s ee in chur h out, an fo ks wo d be passin home an — ’ us a settin there by the road with that thing on S u nday . “ ’ ’ ’ An Of sure nough , just as I wuz fraid , Sallie Smith ’ z w u the first to c ome along in their buggy . I saw her com i n ’

tw u z . when too late to hide, so I stood my ground ‘ ’ ‘ m o rnin fi ne Good says she , such a sermon we had ’ ’ m o rnin th e this , on subj ect of faith as shown by reg lar ’ ’ ’ ’ m in e ? tendance at ee t . I s pose you have had a nice rid ‘ ’ “ ’ ’ w e Charmin says I , are j us restin ’ ’ s ee ! So I says she, lookin at Ezra all covered with ’ dust, an the tools in his hand . ‘ ’ ! She It is so nice to have one day of rest says , real ’ ’ ’ ’ - u . s s e e in t ke spitef l like I didn t an wer her, an , hat I p 30 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

’ O e d . calm in the midst misfortun , she rove on But I ’ more would be c omin soon . ‘ ’ ’ ’ s ? Ezra , ays I, is that tire most on ‘ ’ ‘ ’ ’ — ’ ’ ! a n . No says he, an it ain t goi to be, what s more ’ ’ ’ ’ b lie ve u ttin e . I don t in p on tir s on Sunday, nohow ‘ ’ ‘ ’ ’ e ? W ll , says I , what you goin to do ’ ’ ‘ ’ ’ We h e e e ll walk home , says ; an w ll start now befor ’ any more folks pas s . ‘ ’ But the children ? says I . ’ ’ We th e c u t . ll go short through the woods , says he ’ But the auto ? s ays I . ’ ’ An Ezra s aid a word what ain t fit for a lady to re peat .

Mrs . Martin stopped for breath “ ” But what did you do with the mac hi ne ? I questioned . ’ ! e w Well , well Ezra borrowed n ighbor Bro n s horses, ’ ’ ’ an he an the hired man went down af ter dark an drug it ’ ’ m e . ho , an hid it in the barn Ezra hasn t said auto since ” e till he told me yesterday he had sold her very ch ap . College spirit is to the college magazine editor what faith

— - is to the minister a n ever fresh topic to be brought forward

all when others fail , and the beginning of a ll Co e ge Spirit . new colle ge year s eems an especially fitting

time to bring up this subj ect , so we choose it for our first editorial . Here we are confronted with a difficulty ! What shall we say about college spirit ? What is it ? You may say that it is what c auses you to pay a dollar and a half for your ’ college magazine when you d prefer to spend th e money for

Martha Washingt on candy . Or it is what induces you to ’ a ccept the arduous position of proctor when you d rather nl — fi n not . But these are o y phases not de itions of college spirit .

e In fact , college spirit is far too intangible to be d fined at all . It is an atmosphere which each girl makes for her s elf and each college for itself . We all feel it . Even the new students but just arrive d know that there is a spirit at

Sweet Briar quite distinctive from that of any other college .

- — The spirit of Swe et Briar is distinctly a n ou t of do ors

one . a Here among the mountains , in one of the most be u

Of V i tiful parts irg nia , we can not fail to be influenced by the natural beauty of our surroundings . In this twentieth “ ” e e O c ntury the return to natur , so ften preached, is a practical impossibility ; but we at Sweet Briar do live as clos e to nature as is possible under present social conditions . — Let us be proud that Sweet Briar is such an out- o f door college, and let us strive to make our life here as ideal as the n e cou try by which we are surround d . 32 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

One of the most impe rative duties which conf ronts every s tudent at the opening of the ac ademic year is that of

c ontributing material for the maga zine .

A Ple a f or Help. As students of Sweet Briar w e all have a vital intere st in the magazine ; w e all want it to re present the best that we gain from our college work ; and each one of us wants our college magazine to be

a s a s . a re high in standard any other Now, if we to have

b e B t o a magazine that will a credit to Sweet riar, and serve ’ e stablish her reputation as one Of the foremost wome n s c e the o oll ges of the South, we must have co peration of the ’ w . r hole college If you can t w ite a poem , try a jingle. If

s e c nl a tory se ms too mu h at first, begin with a sketch . O y

e THE SW EET BR AR A A NE s write som thing, for I M G ZI hould not b e re pre se ntative of only the small group of stude nts

f the who form the sta f, but of college as whole and of each — , individual student This means yo u !

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c s ability in the handling of characters and in ident , which

a r e s e al e taken neith r from the entim nt nor the weird , but

- Th from simple and eve ry day scenes . e ope ning poem “ ’ — One s s But of the Lea t of The e is original in subj ect , but the conclus io n is not very c learly worked out . The other

s e poem in thi number, although b autiful in form , also leaves

e h a s e the impression that while som thing happ ned , the exact nature of the event remains in doubt .

13

The Au rora s A e o ne , publi hed at gn s Scott College , was

a e . of the e rliest magazines to app ar In fact , it went to

f Th e press before th e regular Opening O the college . e l ad “ - e is e s e : e W e . ing articl an say ntitled , Kipling the Pros rit r ’ t ile the author of thi s summary of Kipling s work is some w e th e s c in hat sev re upon reali tic s hool general , and this

Of c Sh e b e exponent it in parti ular, is to commended for the

nkn s he e fra ess with which giv s her own opinions . THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 35

fi ssnt iatiuna

In the effort to adjust ourselves to the seemingly thousand

u , and one rules and reg lations of our organization, to the “ ” “ ” innumerable musts and must nots , we are

S u den e e t t apt , I fear, to forg t the gr at purpose and

Go e m en . v rn t motive power behind it all . Let us not lose sight Of this twofold purpose which aims

first, to create a community spirit so strong, so irresistible, that every membe r of the community will b e ins pired to work whole heartedly and e nthusiastically toward the carry

Of Of A e ing out the highest ideals the ssociation ; and , s condly, to make every member of th e Association not only conscious but keenly alive to the great responsibility that rests upon her as a me mber of this community ; a responsibility which s h e is duty bound to face bravely and with the determination to do all within her power to make the Student Government Association of Sweet Briar a telling influence in the work f ing toward the highest interests O Sweet Briar College .

B 1 3. E M. 1 9 . . ,

If the Christian Association is to help deepen the spiritual life of its members it must do so through every

A c e is individual . What the sso iation ne ds

You n is g personality , and the only way to get it for ’ W om e n s e i nl ev ry member to g ve it , not o y by attending

Chr s a n e s i ti the r ligious meeting , but also in serving and

Associ ion. A at helping. This year the ssociation has , for the

s fir t time , undertaken some regular work at the i Indian Mission . Some of the g rls go every Monday to teach

th As sewing . In this and other work e sociation hopes to 36 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE give e very girl an Opportunity to do s ome thing defin ite for

i e others . We all w sh to have the more abundant lif , but we n can have this only by shari g our lives w ith those aroun d us . Let us make membership in the As sociation stand for loving service . B G . u s . . ,

A That the chief aim of our Dramatic. ssociation is primarily to amuse ours elves for an eve ning e very now and

An e t e . d w e th n, goes without saying y , do

D m c e ra ati attempt to put some ffort on our plays , because

Assoc a ion i t . we do want them to mean s omething to us . We want to develop whate ver tale nt the re may be

s it s among us , and we want to how that talent to very best

. e s advantage as often as we can For that r a on, we want just as many girls to enter Dramatics and take an interest

e a e in th m as possible, bec use the club means th ir own enjoy

ment .

Our first play this year was that presented by the old members of the Dra matic Association to the new girls of h 21 ’ t e college . On October st we gave Bernard Shaw s “ ’ ” Bra S o n Captain sb u d s Conversion .

The week following the presentation Of Captai n Brass ” e e A bound , trials for m mbership for the chapt rs of the sso

c ia tion th e were held, and a large number of girls passed

requirements . Therefore , we expect many good plays this

t 1ve n e r . win er, the first two to be g during Nov mbe M T ’1 3 . . , . ’ CAP TAIN BRASSBOUND S CONVERSION

CAST

Missionary Helen La m f rom Drinkwater

Za e el Sir H . Hallam Elsie g Captain Brassbound Mary Tyler Marzo Elizabeth Green Re db ro ok Frances Richardson John son Ellen Hayes Osman Elizabeth Frank e Sidi e l Assif Clare Erck The Cadi Bernice Richardson Captain Kearney Nelle Keller Blue Jacke t Grace Carroll Lady Cic ely Porter Harriet Evan s

a A S ilors , ttendants

The Drama tic Club should feel proud of its presentation

. the of Captain Brassbound In the first place, cast was

a f Of well chosen . The committee in ch rge O the selection nl actors certai y knows its business well .

Miss Mary Tyler always mak e a fascinating hero . She

a nd e . looks the part, her acting is consist nt In this play — she had a rather diffi cult rOle that Of a man at Odds with so ciety because of an injustice done him . His greatest ambition is revenge on the uncle who has wronged him .

Ye t e his t , though his ruling motive is ignobl , charac er is naturally full of possibilities . Miss Tyle r interpreted this

’ er pa rt w ith great sym pathy . We wond if she did not make the Captain almost too attractive .

s1 am m Bes e Gr er, as Lady Cicely, did a good piece of

e - s se e a cting . Lady Cicely is a s lf posse d English nobl A A 38W. THE SWEET BRIAR M G ZINE Q

is woman , who thorough mistress of herself under any cir

a n s c u m st c e s . Mi s Grammer acted this part with charming

coquetry .

s th fi Mi s Thach had perhaps e most dif cult mile in the play . Her impers onation of Drink w ater kept her audience in roars

Of e . e w e laught r P rsonally, however, prefer Miss Thach in “ s c e subtly feminine parts u h as that of Gloria, in You N ver ” c Can Tell , a part whi h she acted last year .

l Za e el s A E sie g is alway an addition to a play . s the

- su fli c ie nt al pompous and self Sir H lam, she was very suc

f l Za e e l e r c e s s u . Miss g do s not always learn he line s thor

e . oughly, but her ready wit sav s the day

The rOle s w a s t La m f rom of the Mi sionary aken by Miss , w ho had maste re d the difficulties of the Scotch accent with

great success .

The minor characters were all good . We must especially “ ” n hn me tion that perfect gentleman, Mr . Jo son, and the d arkly handsome Marzo , who so well looked his part of bold ,

R s bad villain . Frances ichard on looked hardly wicked

e e e e nough to be a brigand . Nell Keller mad a v ry dignified

- fi An d l A s O . e and good looking f cer as for Sidi s if , we do not blame Lady Cicely for wanting to s hake hands with such

a stately despot . A

The Athle tic Ass ociation at Sweet Briar this year h a s

e ass ume d a plac e of e ven great r import ance than usual . The

e O e exc llent pportuniti s for riding, boating, and

A hle cs . h e s e . e t e t ti t nni have all b en popular Hith rto ,

- e h a s e e s e . favorit sport b n ba k t ball This year ,

th e s e se . however, wimming is a clos cond There are four

e - : Se - u nio r- e s bask t ball teams t—he nior Sophomore , the J Fr h - S V . man, Sub Freshman pecial , and arsity Great interest is

e s b ing taken in this port , and many girls are trying for the

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girls s a t in a large circle around the fi re and toas ted marsh

s nk fi A e mallows and sau ages and dra hot c o e e . fterw ards th y sang class songs and played game s .

e Pr sident Benedict , Miss Guion, and Mr . Manson aecom i a n e d . k . p the party Than s to Mr Martindale , who also

s accompanied the girls , the plan were well carried out .

A

14th On October , Miss Burbage , a former pupil of

Te ichm iille r , in Leipsic , gave a piano recital , consisting of selections from Chopin . A

af 23d a On the ternoon of Monday, October , the Soci l Committee Of the Christian Association invited the girls to t e a e th to meet Miss Clarise Cran , e Student Secretary,

e e in the parlors of Sweet Briar Hous . Many girls accept d the invitation . College songs and other music formed part

Of the entertainment . A

On the evening of Oc tober 23d the ann ual reception Of the

Faculty to it s new members was held in Sweet Briar House .

As e it took place behind closed doors , we are unabl to report what they did , but we can say that the Tea House Committee worked to good purpose . A

f e l 6th . . O On the aft rnoon of October , Dr and Mrs Walker ,

A In e Mt . St . ngelo , held a reception honor of the marriag

All Old Of V e . W e . their daughter , iol t , to Mr Basil alk r the s tudents of Sweet Briar we re invited .

’ 1 O c 1 7 . s At 0 clo k Tuesday morning, October th, Mr Ba il Walker and Mis s Violet Walker we re married at Ascension 42 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

Am h e . an d c ul Church , rst Many of our students Fa ty

R s . attended the we dding . Mr . ollin performed the ceremony

A

20th a n On Friday, October , Deli Lindsay, Elea or Sommer

e d ville, Eva Horner, and Eva Bailey attend the fall German at the University of Virginia .

al um n ae m otes

s e 10 e w Loui e Hoop r , , is again this y ar at the Le isburg

e W . Va . e s he Seminary, L wisburg, wh re is head of the Latin

Department .

Griflin 1 0 Eugenia , , is not teaching this year, but is at

e Va . her home in Sal m ,

’ A e e 10 nni Pow ll , , is back this year at Sweet Briar as

Instructor in English . 10 Frances Murrell , , is spending this winter at home

n Va . with her parents in Ly chburg,

A c 10 w a A Va nnie Cumno k , , is ith her f mily in ltavista, ,

e c where they xpe t to spend the winter . A 1 1 1 e Va . lma Booth , s at her home in P tersburg, V 1 1 irginia Hurt , , is assistant principal of the High

Va . e sh e e e s c e c School at South Hill , , wher t ach s i n e and m athematics .

h o 1 1 Va . Mary Parker, . is at her me in Franklin ,

s 1 1 e Jo ephine Murray, , is teaching in F rnandina Fla .

s e 1 1 e . E th r Keller, , is at her hom in Muncie, Ind

1 1 R Va . Emma Morris , , is with her parents in ichmond,

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’ A w a s fool there , and her coin she d

Even as new girls do , ’ Candy and fruit and flowers , she d send ,

a in Hoping her love would c re the end,

Even as new girls do .

nn ul e The fool had pla ed such a beautif y ar, Even as new gi rls do ;

e But it nded in many a bitter tear, “ ’ And nl the love o y said , You ve failed

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an ancient ! unness

is - o ff Fair her face, as in that far day , Although the dawn-mist veiling it is furled Nor her Olympic shoulders stooped since they

e Have b nt be neath the burden of the world .

s r s l Though in the ac ed grove the leave are sti l , And all the garlands wither from the shrine, A If her feet wander from the ttic hill, Is their processional the less divine ?

Though on the flowered slope of Attylu s

NO - s c wonder tri ken devotees adore,

If antiquated ritual fall from us, Can any say we worship her no more ?

Who from their labor lifted eye s to see

s m on e e Her ro y glim er the flush d sea b ach, Who seek her s anctuary reverently ; May these not hope her diadem to reach ?

Fair is her face ; her beauty undismayed .

s ! Oh , goddes of unconquerable youth

On dust of deeds in sepulchre arrayed,

e . New lovers l ap , intent upon her truth

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' a presenufib ap Immun g ran)

HE moon was in the very act of hiding herself behind a dark rim of pine trees which lined the fart her side of

a broad lake in southern Florida . To make her hiding place more secure she had drawn after her the golde n path

e c way which, but a minute ago, was str t hed out over the

e waters . Now the lake lay in quiet myst ry . Not a ripple

s broke its smooth urface, over which thousands of tiny,

e r phosphorescent lights danced and twinkl d . The sta s took ’ e a advantage of the moon s retreat to Shin out bright and cle r, each one reflecting it s little point of light on the quiet lak e

Of e below. Only the distant plash an oar in the water brok

n th e the stillness of the night . From far dow lake a small ,

ar dark Object was slowly appro a ching . It grew l ger and l f a m . arger . The plash O the oar bec e more distinct Soon

u one could disting ish a tiny craft, with some tall , dark form

s - tanding in its stern . It was a dug out canoe, long, narrow — - an a and blunt nosed , propelled by an Indi Seminole from

e s Of the Florida Ev rglade , which lay just to the west this W little lake . ith a s ingle oar resting in a groove in the

th e . stern, he was sending the boat swiftly through water

s r Each t oke stirred up a fiery mass of phosphorescent lights,

an d left a shining stream to trail along behind . The sides

s e w of the boat, swi hing low through the wat r, ere outlined

c with gold, while every fish startled by the una customed noise left a bright path through the water as he darted

away . Now the oarsman turned his boat towa rds the shore . As it reached the shallower waters the phosphorescent lights

. e grew fainter They turn d to s ilver, then disappeared, and in a minute the boat had buried its nose in the tall reeds at ’ . d the water s edge Jumping out, the In ian pulled his craft

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The Indian nodded asse nt as h e c arefully handed his

e treasure to the chi ftain . “ ” e ? s e s e e What n ws a k d Tallaha s . W ‘ s e e . W hite man wants to come Indian camp I say, hite ’ ‘ k ’ . GO a s s e . man no go He say, Tallaha see, chi f He wait ” for me to morrow to tell him . What I say ?

s e . s W Tallahas e thought a minute Then he bur t out, hite man want know too much . W e no have him hanging around ” ’ “ . e e e : camp Th n, aft r a minute s r flection Tell him, ‘ ’ O fi re - — Come, if he bring heap jus water but he no come ” n s twice, and the red man grin ed over ome plan which had

s suddenly come to him , for ridding him elf of the inquisitive “ “ e th e s fi re Pale Face Th n, remembering pro pective ” e - wat r, his grin broadened into a child like chuckle . Open

c B he ing up the pa kage which illy Bowlegs had brought , ix pulle d out s big bottles Of whiskey . That e vening he and his braves drank many a health to the Pale Face and his

r - fi e water .

Miss Bailey was a trim little spins ter who prided herself “ - a . fi ve on her extremely youthful appe rance Thirty , her next ” sh e s f birthday, would confide, if you were a uf iciently inti

An s e ak mate acquaintance . d you tried not to e the stre s

Of h er e s e e gray in hair , the many wrinkl around her y s , or

S e e . w e the light hollows in her ch ks Ho ever, she realiz d that it was too late for he r to hold any farther hopes of capturing that young male fascinator ! Now her great desire in life w a s e Of e s simply to get ah ad her thre spinster friend , each o ne re of whom, returning from her tourist trips, would c ount tales Of adventure far more wonderful than any Mis s

Bailey could ever experience in her quest for novelties . If She could only find s o m e thing they had not s een

W e e s w a s he r c c . O ll , p rhaps , thi han e Harold , her lder ' — e s ve r O ! Wh w a s s brother y , y much lder y, he over ixty THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 3

Harold w as going to take her to an Indian encampment in the Florida Everglades, and was it not well known that very

w a s seldom a white man, almost never a woman, allowed to enter these encampments ? The Seminole is more distru st ful of his white neighbors in the twentieth ce ntury than he

s te . s was in the ix enth Surely, she would be the only per on her friends had ever heard of to see the present- day Indian in his s ecluded home . ’ It was exactly five O clock by the neat little watch which

m Miss Bailey was holding in her im aculately gloved hand .

r The morning air was sha p and made her Shiver slightly . “ ’ I m sure this is the place , she said to her brother, a

e jolly little gentl man with gray hair, pale blue eyes , and a

- - s a tisfi e d . good natured, self expression

Ye s Miss Bailey looked around . , there was the tiny canal w inding through the swamp to the big lake beyond . This

the platform, at the edge of lily pond, was surely the very

- landing place Billy Bowlegs had described . But where was

Billy, the picturesque Seminole , who was to conduct them to the camp ? She looked out across the mars h grass at the further side b i of the lily pond , to the g lake, dotted with many islands , s e ome large, some small , some covered with low tre s and per

s s hap a few pines , other ju t showing a bit of grass and a few ’ r A bushes above the wate s edge . long the sides of the lake

e - were strips of level pin lands with more lakes, more pine lands and swamps behind them . These, then, were the

a s Everglades she had heard so much about . Well, far as sh e S IndIa n ! e could see, ther was no ign of their Inhabitants Then it struck her that very likely the poor dears had no

! She ai — watches Well, would w t for them and wait she ’ ! w as s did It nearing seven o clock when three mall dugouts , e e ach with a tall Indian standing in its stern, round d a little

- bend in the pond and came up to the landing place . 54 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

s B Mi s ailey, forgetting the tiresomeness of the long, hot

w a s ! W e e wait, all excitement ith a flutt ring hea rt sh

e e s st pped gingerly into the larg st of the tip y little canoes . She almost wanted to hold her breath for fear the slightest

e h e m ove m nt would turn t m quite over . Her brother took his seat in another canoe, while in the third the Indians very c tw o e arefully placed large wood n boxes which Mr . Bailey

c had brought in the carriage whi h, two hours earlier, had

e hi s e - convey d him and s si t r to this little landing place .

e e e e In a minut th y w re off, ach canoe carefully threading the tiny canal which led them into the big lake . For an

e th e e i hour or mor , crazy little crafts mov d sw ftly on, tip

s s r s ping fir t to one ide, then to the other, till the ne vou strain proved quite too much for poor Miss Bailey . With the u t

sh e n most relief, s aw the oarsma turn the boat towards a small i sland separate d by only a small stretch of water from A h a large r island beyond . s the canoe landed s e stepped out

e b e with a h art thankful to on firm ground again, Firm ground ? Hea vens ! the i sland was sinking ! Sink ing b e

e e e . ne ath her very fee t . She utt r d a t rrified little scream

e a s e s ! The wat r w alr ady up to her ankle Frantically, she

s e th e c gra p d arm of the Indian guide, and jumped ba k into

e h e r e s e the cano . In d p rate haste, she nearly upset that he r a e ! last hope of s f ty, if the very land was so unstable

W e e ith a wicked gleam in his black ey s, the Indian xplained

s e how it was a floating i land to which, by mistak , he had

Th e o n s e s . e guide d her . e ju t b yond was quite afe Th y would land the re .

Miss Bailey insi sted that her brother go first this time . Whe n sh e w a s quit e c onvince d that thi s ground was the o c e sh e ul rdinary, iviliz d kind, bade a thankf farewell to t he s c i tip y anoe, and, follow ng her brother and the other

s t Of . guide , advanced into the thick undergrow h the island Afte r half an hour of torturous walk they came out into a THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 55

k broad opening, in which stood four low huts entirely unli e

s the picturesque wigwam our friends were expecting to see .

r These were oblong st uctures , consisting of pine posts, sup

o a e . p rting low roof, heavily thatched with palm tto leaves

w al Three sides ere partially latticed with sm l spruce poles ,

s O . and a few palmettoe , but the fourth side was entirely pen

These buildings, if such they could be called, were centered about an open s pace in the middle of which was a pile of

a s ashes and blackened logs , the rem in of the evening camp

. a fire With horror, Miss Bailey noticed number of white skulls scattered around this pile . “ ” s e d Just deer kulls , whisper her brother, as she fear fully clutched his arm .

She laughed nervously . Then as she turned to look at

s e the largest hut, her nervou ness became excited int rest, for there, in the open side of the structure , stood Tallahassee ,

e with his family gathered around him, ready to gre t the visitors . The tall , dignified old chief looked decidedly

his s e fl a picturesque in gorgeous co tum of ruf ed, r inbow colored calico . No less gorgeous were the women in their w i gay dresses, ith innumerable str ngs of beads around their shoulders . Indeed, some of the squaws had so many of them that they could not begin to bend their necks . Miss Bailey looked in wonder from one to another of the

h r s strange group before e . Then the cunning little papoo es quite won her heart and stifled her fears . She went up to

o fi e rin . them, g the candy and trinkets she had brought They

e e t w re not very much inclined to be fri ndly, so she wen

al w a s on into the hut, where T lahassee doing the honors of

As r host . far as she could see, there were but two a ticles

b . , u , of furniture in the uilding In —one corner a set of ro gh e w ll dl wood n bunks covered ith fresh sme ing pine nee es , and range d one above another as in a modern fi s hing shack ; in

n i e an opposite cor er, a sew ng machin with a great pile of 56 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

bright calico nearby . The walls we re literally covered with

s weapons of one kind or another, tomahawks , bow and

s s s— arrows , pistol , rifle , shotgun Miss Bailey was thinking she has never se en so many firearms in all her life . Suddenly Tallahas s e e stepped to an opening which served

for a window and gave a low w histle . Something in the action and the e xpression of the chie f sent a cold thrill ’ through Miss Bailey s body .

Instantly she heard a strange movement outside . From all directions a wild crowd of s avage-looking men came rush

e ing out of the woods , y lling, whooping and dancing, madly waving guns and pistols in . the air .

Miss Bailey, aghast, saw them bearing down upon her .

Their faces were horrible, all painted red and black, their

s e . big, fierce eye gl aming savagely The clatter of their

s e weapon , tog ther with their savage yells , produced an

indescribable turmoil . Miss Bailey gave a terrified glance around h e r ; then flew out of the b u t and made for the only direction from

' e which the creatur s were not streaming . Her brother

s m glanced nervou ly fro the chief to the advancing tumult . ’ s s Then he caught ight of Miss Bailey s vanishing skirt . It

c him suddenly stru k that she was alone and unprotected .

s e m Therefore , he lo t no time in making aft r her, al ost tumbling over hims elf in his eagerness to be with the dis

tressed l a dy . Perhaps this haste was unseemly in a gentle

o f his s man year , but then Miss Bailey was alone and needed protection !

Tallahassee laughed a wicked and mischievous laugh, as

e he watched th e flying fig ures of his gu ests . Then he clapp d his hands and the tumult stopped as suddenly as it had

e s - begun . The terribl warriors became mischievou looking chaps with broad grins showing on their hideously painted

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e around th ir chief, casting delighted glances at the two big cases of whiskey which the Indian guides had brought from the canoe . “ m an hie u s s . White heap much pp , remarked Tallahas ee

White lady plenty scared .

No one ever knew how Miss Bailey and her brother ever found their canoes and made their way back to civilization . ’ ” Still , Tis an ill wind that blows nobody good , that lady “ said to herself, and my friends will never be boasting to ” m e ! , again , of any adventures of theirs ’ Da O 1 5. M . , 58 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

arm iLegenn of the g am m a he t t istu

su n HE long, dusty road gleamed golden in the setting , and the hills in all their glory showed purple- red

s e s shadow . Th e same shadows , which gave the hills

e s th ir name, still cau e the native to look westward at sunset “ o ff hi a ! and, taking his hat, to w sper, S ngre de Christo — Sangre de Christo It is an ev—ening benediction this murmured name . There is a legend a story of long ago w hich tells of the coming of the red sunset glow and how the “ ” range came to be called Blood of Christ . When the only settlem ent cons isted of a few small

w W e t Spanish huts , there came to d ell in Mountain, a “

a Jo se. gingo, n med He was a silent man, who took up his land and ran his cattle without a word for any one . The

d c natives looke at him and wondered when e he came, but

s they did little be ide wonder, for never a reason did he give ” “ ” u m w of whence or why . His cattle, few in n ber, ere run on a regular range, with only an occasional hand to

s help in the short drive .

A e fter he had b en there a few years , he married a pretty

- little half breed, the only daughter of an exceedingly worth

s les father . By the time o f his marriag e to Juanita his herd had increased to a thousand head, and he was considered the

e wealthiest man in the country. Ev ry one expected that he

e . would build a permanent cabin, but n ver a log did he lay

He took his bride to the little doby shack, which he had w built hen he first came . No one quite understood how the m J arriage had come about . One day osé had ridden to the parish hous e an d told the padre that on the morrow at early m n ass he would wed . The padre, astou ded, asked no ques tions, and José volunteered no information . The next morn

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w e s glow still sho ed on the peak, and b low it could be een

the s w o s s . e hado y outline of a cr That night the padr ,

s e hastening on a ick call, stopp d in the church for the Host .

e th e s s a w Kne ling before hrine of the Sacred Heart, he

“ ” “ W s Juanita . ith a whi pered Pray for me she eluded him

e 0 h e r . e when he att mpted to st p He hastened aft r her, but when he reached the door no living s oul could be see n on the snowy prairies . Be fore daybreak the hut of José and all therein burned to

r th e ground . No one saw the fi e start ; no one knew any All w thing o f it . that told the tale a s a mass of blackened

V s . e embers ague rumor were afloat, but none ev r knew

s th e - anything, ave that each evening when day god goes to re st a p e culiar red glow comes upon the hills and falls over

e . s s the vall y High upon Blanca how a rosy spot , below

c o e whi h the utlin of a cross can be faintly traced . It is to this outline that the valley man turns a s he murm urs “ reve rently : Sangre de Christo ! Sangre de Christo

’

R. M. 1 5. ,

191289817

Life, the thick of it ;

s Life, the tir of it ; The wild and pitiless fight of it

e . Life, lif , I pray ’ th e us Not castle s languoro ease , ’ Not the cloister s distant peace ;

Bu t — life life to the very lees ,

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W om an proposes

HE November s u n shone cheerfully across the break

s - fast tab—le in the Dougla dining room, lighting up s the old fashioned silver with unu ual brilliancy . In the glowing fi re pla c e ~ c he stnu t logs crackled and sputtered

e comfortably, sending out wav s of heat to the three people

e h s ated around t e table . “ ” h s w a s Fat er, Edward Dougla saying, do you remem ber Bob Mitchel , the fellow I brought home for Christmas ? W vacation my first year at college ell, you know we were pretty good friends , so last June, when we graduated, I

i e s made him prom se to leave his old orange grov , come East ,

s V . and have a good, rou ing irginia Christmas with us I ’ a h rdly thought he d do it, but last night I got a letter from him saying he would be here next week, and stay as long ’ ” as we d let him . “ W ! ” hat luck to have him while Sue is here Margery, his “W i ’ . e w sister, exclaimed four ll lead you a dog s life, ’ u h father, but we ll dress p the house wit holly and cedar and ’ have a colonial ball and all sorts of festivity, so you ll feel ” - - like a sixteen year older, you blessed old rheumatic daddy . Margery had kept house for her father the four years since ’ hi s her mother s death , doing all in her power to keep up

. s spirits Edward , two years her enior , had just graduated

e in medicine, and had b gun to practice during the summer months in order to supplement the meager income which

s failed to keep up the old place . Both h a d made fast friend ’ s R in their school day : Margery s chum, Sue ichmond, a charmingly frank and na tural little Florida girl ; and Ed ’ w e - ard s fri nd, Bob Mitchel , a jolly, whole souled fellow,

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s The plans for the coming guest matured, and in two weeks bo th young people were perfectly at home in the old

s e r hou . The evening before Ch istmas Eve, Edward and

u Bob went upstairs early, as Edward had been p all the h night before with a croupy c ild and a nervous mother . “ ” Ted, old man, Bob burst out as soon as he had closed “ the door of his room behind them, I wonder if you c an guess what has happ e ned to me

’ ’ ’ Fraid I can t , unless you ve lost the money you put into that fool Wall Street investment the other day .

“ ’ . is No, it s more romantic than that The fact , I believe I’m in love !”

Edward was truly astounded . Bob had always be en fond

s e of girl , but had n ver thought seriously of them since he plunged into college work to drown the agonies of heart cause d by the pers istent sis te rly affection of a c ertain fi ft e e n ° — in e . c onfi de nce y ar old lassie Moreover, he had made this

- k such a serious and business like manner, there was no jo e

. as Ed about it Suddenly, in the midst of his tonishment,

ow n . ward felt his heart sinking To tell the truth, he him

e in R s lf was hopelessly love with Sue ichmond, although he had never acknowledged it even to himself . Under the strain of the present circumstance s he naturally jumped a t the conclusion that it was she who had proved fatal to Bob .

So they were bos om friends and rivals ! thus he meditated . Rousing himself at last from these gloomy thoughts he managed to say rather abruptly

“ ’ W t u ell , good luck to you ; I feel ra her tired ; g ess I ll

- go to bed . Good night .

th e Robert Mitchel looked up in blank amazement . For

a ll a i first time during the ye rs of their fr endship, Edward,

h a d he thought, failed to show the slightest interest in what

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s e . I gues it s non of his business , anyway I don t want t ” to marry him , and Margery is cer ainly her own boss . In this wrathy state he went to b e d.

Next morning Edward came down to breakfast with the

ae as e expression of a medi val c tic on his countenance . Sue,

w a s al s him who ways fir t to come down in the morning, met in the hall . ! My, but you look glum , Mr . Teddy Did some hyster

s ou ical woman rouse you up ju t as you got to sleep, or are y just naturally peevish 2” “ Both ; and to cap the climax I have a ten-mile ride in ” the country before me , and five inches of snow to go in . He had made up his mind to stay away from th e house l al n . day, and try to bri g himself to reason “ ! Oh, do go in the sleigh and take me with you I am

c distra ted to get out in the snow, and I always did have a ” wild desire to practice medicine .

Edward mused . He was caught in his own trap , for

w a s indeed he had no patient at all, and his brain in no con dition to fabricate pl a us ible excuses . But the martyr side

fi rm of him came to the top , and instantly he made the res olve to take Sue with him and entertain her with a dis A course on the particular merits of his friend . unt Mary k would ma e an excellent patient , and he could easily explain things to Margery . A l The trip was succes sful . unt Mary was truly gratefu

e for this sudden interest on the part of her n phew, and nothing would do but that they must stay to dinner ; so it

e was dusk when they got back to the little village . Littl street urchins were throwing pop - cr ackers at each other in mischievous glee . Bright red bells and wreaths of holly

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A c s they drove up to the house they ould see, through the

- . s sitting room window, Mr Dougla and Bob playing chess in front of the big fire . “ Bob is ce rtainly good to spe nd so much time playing that ’ ” n t stupid game w ith father. I k ow he can bear chess . “ ’ ’ Mr. Don t see why he shouldn t . Douglas i s the dearest man I know except my ow n father . ’ s s Sue was utterly weary of hearing Bob s praise ung, so “ made one last effort to divert the conversation . I shall ” “ c never forget, she said, on e when I was in kindergarten, a little vixe n whom I h a d beaten in a spelling match ’ ‘A ’ tried to tease me about my father s bald head : nyway, ‘ ’ n a r she a nounced as a final thrust, my father doesn t p t his ! ’ hair with a towel When I got through with hers, she had ” hardly more than her father ! They had gotten to the door

by this time, but Edward stopped with his hand on the kn ob . “ ’ ?” Miss Sue, you won t dangle Bob too cruelly, will you Sue looked at him blank ly an instant ; then she s a w

clearly the whole situation . “ ’ r . . O Teddy, I don t ca e a snap about him I love you

A te nse moment followed thi s outburst . Sue reco vered

a nd herself first, however, in an instant was up the steps

ow n . e and in her room Edward started after her, but h ar

e ing her door slam, dropp d on the bottom step , completely

overcome . At this point Bob Opened the sitting- room door to see

w a s what was going on in the hall . The front door wide Ed open, and the wind was whistling through the house . ’ ward w a s sitting limply on the bottom step and Sue wasn t

in sight . Consternation came into his face . “ What under the sun h a s happened to you people ? You ” look a s if you had just had some ghostly visitation . “ ” e ff o rt Oh, nothing, replied Edward, making a last to “ ’ ” a ppear u nru ffle d ; where s Margery ? THE S WEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 65

“ e a m m - H re I , ca e a voice from the dining room . Come ” on in and shut that front door . “ Excuse me just a minute, Bob, Edward said formally,

h - m and rus ed into the dining room, where Margery was cal ly I n setting the table . n three s ente ces he had told her the whole situation. “ ke a e to Well , you poor stupid old boy, to ma girl propos

! l e you I knew you were bashfu and quiet, but nev r dreamed it would come to this !” “ ’ ’ ak O Margery, don t m e fun of a fellow when he s in ” W m ? such a fix . hat a I going to do “ ’ a s r Well, I promised this morning to ma ry Bob, there s only one thing for you to do, and that is to tell Sue that ” r you love he . ’ M. R. 1 3. , 66 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

” film fl bt istm as %pit it

U V A R R e RS. ST Y ES NT PO TE l aned back against

e the pillows of her carriage, and glanc d out into

the growing twilight of Christmas Eve . The street

s was crowded with people, of every cla s and nationality, e m b u d a r e with the Christm s spirit . They hur ied hither and

s the shO thither, pau ing before p windows , gay with lights a nd displays of holiday goods , or stopped to discuss prices

- with the Christmas tree peddlers on the corners . A look of disgust passed over the face of the woman as “ ” F s she watched the happy throng . ool , she muttered

slowly . Then, opening the tube at her side, she spoke to the drive r in a tone so harsh that the frighte ned servan t could “ ” Ye s only gasp , , mad madame, and turn the horses

A s toward a stone building on a side street . few minute

e . s t lat r Mrs Stuyve ant Por er, enveloped in costly furs, descended from the carriage a nd walked rapidly into a

building .

f e The driver, glad of a chance to smooth his ru fl d spirit

by conversation, was soon so engaged in a serious discussion as to the relative virtue of goose and turkey as a Christmas

he u dish, that did not notice the tiny, ragged fig re, that climbed up the carriage steps and twisted itself into a little ’ a nk ball under the carri g e seat, tha ful for a moment s refuge

from the biting cold . ’ Ten years before the Porters beautiful home had been the

e r s scene of a m ry Christma celebration, when the little girl of the household had revelled in the gifts of a generous

. A s e re Santa Claus year pa sed and, when wint r came, p

ceded by its heralds, ice and snow, it brought another visitor ,

a Eve k and on Christm s , Death departed, ta ing with him

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’ ’ ” l n e . , on i I ain t b e g nowher , the child repeated again ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ An it s cold out there, an it s warm in here, an I ain t ’ ’ ’ ’ o w takin much ro m when I m all twisted up , an I ll t ist in ’ ” le t s s . a minute if you ll me tay ; plea e, lady “ Le t . Stay ! Of course not . me see The frown on the ’ woman s face deepened . “ s I hall take you to the asylum, she said sternly, leaning over to open the tube . But the child caught her by the arm . “ ’ ’ ! Don t, please ; please don t Not to asylum, lady, ” n please . Mrs . Porter shook her off a grily “ a Why, certainly, you impertinent But g ain the ’ c he r e child s qui k hold prevented from opening the tub , and this time th e childish voic e was tense with pas sionate fury : “ ’ ’ ’ ’ - a . I ain t goin there, I ain t I hate you, I hate you, an ’ I ain t a Then the fury vanished and she sank upon

e a the floor, a baby, sobbing bitt rly. The woman g zed at the

s ? A childish figure uncertainly . What hould she do glance

sh e out of the window, and realized with a start that they A were turning in at her own driveway . few moments later,

e hardly realizing the impuls that guided her, she placed the

e s - w eping child in the hand of Nora, the tender hearted

s housemaid, with injunction to bathe her and put her to

. the t bed Then, regardless of astonished looks of the servan s , h A s e . n entered the library hour later, Nora knocked at ’ e the door . In response to Mrs . Porter s questions , she r plied

“ ’ s b e Plea e, mum, the kiddie does callin for you this ” . W ? hour ill you come, mum

Moved by an impulse that she could hardly understand,

an d . the woman arose followed the maid In the great, brown bed lay a tiny figure as clean a s soap and water could make

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’ ’ ’ ’ u s Lady, I m sorry I said I hated you ; ca e I don t , an ’ I m sorry . The curly head went down into the pillow, and the child cried bitterly . “ ” “ ’ she Lady, asked at length, is I goin to stay here ” ? i ? A s always Lady , has you a little g rl convul ive sob shook the woman, and she answered slowly and with great effort “ ’ No—I— t— — — haven any little girl . ? ’ I’ll Oh, lady, did I make you cry Please don t cry . ’ ’ ’ ’ go way, lady . Don t cry . Won t you tell me bout the baby h ? orned on Christmas Miss Lillie, at de mission, told us ’ ’ ’ ’ il rn . ch de . bout it Tell it an then I ll go way, lady “ ’ ’ !” s . I can t, child ; I can t tell you that tory Mrs Porter

s . replied, in a tone ofter than she had used in many years “ ’ ’ ’ s a f e e lin Then I ll y a prayer, lady, cause you is bad, ’ ” ? s ain t you The little hands folded, and in the ilence of ’ the room the child s low voice a lone could be heard “ ’ ’ - Thank you , Lord God, for to night, an for lady, an for ’ ’ a bed with sheets ; an make lady feel good, an Merry

- . w as Christmas . Good night, dear God The prayer

w a s ended, but the woman who listened a mother now, and her starved mother- heart went out to the little girl on the bed Slowly her arms ope ned .

God has made me feel good, baby, for he has given you ” to me, she said . did The child not understand, but the lady had said she “ an d k felt good, was kissing, really issing, her, and so she was content .

It was midnight and yet Mrs . Porter s tood beside the

Christmas tree, giving the last touches to its heavily loaded branches . Nora stood watching, enraptured, while she W ope ned a drawer and took out a little red cape . ith a half d sob, the woman burie her face in its silken folds and was about to replace it in the drawer , where it had lain untouched 70 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

c for many years, when Nora, whose onstant service had

he r h r e r t s e . given h privilege of a f iend, put hand on Mrs ’ Porter s shoulder : “ ’ ’ ’ it s a - a Sure, mum, an been layin there these many ye rs, ’ ’ ’ ’ a - doin nobody good an m akin you blue with thinkin of ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ s b e co m in w what s gone an pa t, an , sure, t ould be to the kiddie . Y ” e . ou The mother smil d are right, Nora, she s aid,

and, turning toward the window, gazed at the silent star

th e c light night . Softly, in silence, a lock struck one . From “ m the distance came the sound of a Christmas hy n, Oh,

Little Town of Bethlehem . The music died away an d

. s Mrs Stuyvesant Porter, with a prayer on her lip and the

Christmas spirit in her heart, tiptoed to the adjoining room,

n - and , imprinti g a good night kiss on the curly black head, for the first time in many years went to bed happy .

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QIbinatnmn in %an m and at e

( The following excursion was made before the earthquake)

R V U r k E IO S to the ea thqua e , Chinatown proper com prised six blocks running north and south and from

east to west . It occupied one of the finest sites in “A ” San Francisco, as the streets infested by the siatic Curse

s the were on a gentle slope rising almo t from bay, and from the top -s tory windows of the celes tial dw ellings a beautiful k view of the bay, Oa land , and all of its beautiful suburbs, could be had .

e s Night , outsid the house of the Chinese qua rter, was

s rather picturesque, as the street are full of colored lanterns A and promenadi ng pigtails . c onservative estimate h a d placed the number of souls inhabiting these few blocks at A forty thousand . faint idea of the Chines e superior faculty for econom i zing space can be gleaned from the fact that there were quartered , at one time, in the old Globe

un . Hotel , eleven h dred people in two hundred rooms These

- e rooms, having a ten or twelve foot ceiling, have b en ceiled n n a second time, halfway dow , each room havi g, as it were, A an attic . ladder, leading to a hole cut through the floor of

s this second tory, serves as entrance and exit for the family,

. s w a s or families , occupying it Thi building condemned h time and again , but the aut orities seemed loath to rid the

- earth of the dis ease breeding hole .

One evening we paid a visit to the Chinese quarters . We

w St i a entered an alley ay, dark as yg , and, after a few A k . n m ns stumbles , landed in a ind of court oil la p agai t the wall s ent flickering lights and dancing shadows among a

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m itt d - s e themselves to be seen in such an ill melling place . The buildings which backed this spac e re minded one of a

. s rickety old j ail They were three storie high , with base

th s co ments level with e pace in the urt , which was some fee t lower than the pavement . From each story of the surround ing buildings hung ancient and drooping stoops , and every

the w c window in place was barred ith thi k wooden slabs .

s s Thi is a very nece sary precaution, as the people, from

r experience , have learned not to t ust one another ; for

it s e e e i s e cu honesty is a rare exception, and very xist nc s p ni lative . Ope ng into this court were a numbe r of opium

A as dens in cellars or basements . s we p sed along we came upon an old Chinaman kneeling on the ground, over a small blaze of kindling wood on which was placed an old tin can .

s . He was brewing his upper His bending attitude, clawlike

c sc fingers and nails , yellow, withered fa e, raggy chin

s t fi tf u l a hi whisker and pig ail, seen by the gl re of s fire, which , now and then, faintly lighted up the squalid sur roundings , lent a demoniac air to the old fellow . At a door, further along, our guide rapped and spoke a “ ” e a . word in Chines , which seemed to be the Open Ses me Nve stepped inside and found ourselves in a typical opium

c e . joint , of whi h ther are hundreds The ceiling could be

e f s touched with no f ort by a per on of medium height, and it was in kee ping with the walls which encomp as s ed a space

e . not exce ding nine feet square, ebonized by dirt and smoke On a small fi lth -e ncruste d deal table a wick spluttering in some oil in a bowl served to light the spacious dwelling . Between ceiling and floor were three layers of bunks built w ide enough to accommodate a man reclining with his head to the wall . This freak of architecture brought our heads in dange rous proximity to s everal pairs of dirty- boote d and u w e s nbooted feet, hich dangl d over the ides of the bunk ; but a s they re mained motionles s we presumed that the THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 73 attache d trunks and craniums were happy in the fiends heaven of fantastical dreams . There were twelve men sleep

s ing or smoking themselve to sleep in this place, while one sat on an old soap box and gazed at us, and another stood

. a by the door None of us spoke, and fter a few breaths of

be b e this atmosphere, which can tter imagine d than de s e r a crib d, we went into the da k court ag in and closed the “ ” “ a door on the fiends, who, the guide said, were h ppy as ” W e lords . e look d into a doz en such place s of the same gen

e eral character . Many were much wors , but few showed any improvements .

W e next visited the Chinese theater . The inte rior of the

r in - place was a laby inth of t y rooms , honey combed up and

s se t down, cros wi , leng hwise, and in every direction by halls ’ scarcely wide enough to admit of passage . The actors “ s apartment were very noble in their little, artless Chinese ” r s fashion , and generally very clean, fu ni hed with oilcloths

s - on the floor , matting covered couches , and rows of small chairs . Their opium outfits were very dudish, the pipes and

e other necessities b ing pearl inlaid, and in one cozy den a — - u s s life sized Chinese beauty gave a bia eyed smile, from an

s ebo ny frame on the wall . By her was a mu ical instrument not unlike a guitar .

IVe went below stairs , and on accidentally opening a door,

e leading into a c llar under the pavement, were confronted by a c o flin c ontaining the remains of a Chinaman . The clothes , which had been taken from him , were thrown on the

s e f e ground be id the co fin, and the ev rlasting wick burned

i . w a s e on a bowl of rice , w th some chopsticks There not ev n

a nd so a chair in the hole in which they had poked him, he

e c t was l ft alone in his glory, while o casionally the fain tinkling of music from the theater ove rhead s tole down to

W u n ke ep him company . hen misfort e or illness overtakes a

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. e s s is him In illn , when he known to be beyond recovery,

is s e e he de ert d and left to die, or tak n to a Chines e under

w e e taker and left to ait, unattend d, for the in vitable .

s w e s Leaving the corp e went up everal flights of stairs ,

one e of which landed us in the green room of the theat r . It

m e was a large roo and h ld at least fifty people, among them

u a n mber of white men . The ac tors were waiting their

s turn to go on, painting their faces and arranging the most

b s e o viou of fals whiskers . We were conducted through a

s e s e c curtained door and found our lve on the stag , fa ing an

s ix e audience of five or hundr d heathens . There was no

scenery. The only shifting done on a Chine se stage is th e re moval of a large rug after the wealthy are done de cla im

s a re s ing, as , when the poorer classe imulated, the actors h — e t e . e s is tr ad boards Properti s there are none . The tage

e w c furnish d ith a ouple of awkward wooden chairs , which

s e t c e e o a s e s are in pla or r m ved occasion requir by an ugly,

e - fat old f llow in his eve ry day clothes . The actors com e in

- at one door, pow wow at each other, and pass out at the

s opposite side . It is ju t a s possible to unde rstand from the

e th e pantomim of the play what is happening, as from

e languag . The best idea of what a Chines e drama is like can be gleaned from the pictures on Chinese fans . The actors strike just such tangle d attitude s and the re is the sa me commingling of trouse r le gs and sle e ves in th e dramas a s s s e on the fans . The ladie are per onat d by men, who rock

e e s u around on minute wood n sol s , in di g ises which do not

e e i d c ive any one but themselves . The performance s any thing but s atis factory to a person not educated up to its fine

A s points . side from this the orche tra , which is at the back

s e e s a . One of the tag , k ep up an app lling clamor ascetic looking Chinaman banged with all his might and main on a pair of cymbals ; another thumped on what s eemed to be an inverted dinner- pail ; still another plucked hysterical

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crimes , in general, are confined to their own countrymen,

s but an occasional outsider gets a tab, and their strength and

e th a fi ul numbers mak e matter of detection r ther dif c t .

W r and e visited, too, the swell teahouse, or estaurant, were paid for the eff ort of climbing many stairs to reach the

s e cu banquet hall, by eeing some spl ndidly exe ted wood carvings which dec orate its walls . It is here that the mer

a nd it s c a n chants of blood have their feasts, from verandas be seen one of the most beautiful views in San Francisco . E D IT O R I A L S .

his is Maurice Hewlett, in one of latest books, says , It an error to suppose that discomfort is holy . Holiness is harmony . Me n have lost realization of the sanctity of the ” e body . The d pendence of mind and spirit upon physical fitnes s is becoming constantly more recognized by the modern world .

a Sweet Briar has , in the p st , been somewhat criticized because dancing is given a place in the activitie s of the

e College ; yet, confid nt in the rectitude of her own attitude on this subject, the institution has serenely ignored all ce nsures of this kind .

A s a generation ago ome one might have said that college,

n e n nl being an i stitution of l ar ing, should devote itself o y to the mental development of its students . This purpose in e ducation has now given pl a ce to the ideal of the threefold — development of the human powers mental , emotional ( or

S . piritual) , and physical It has always been conceded that undue attention to athletic s at the expense of academic work

now e is bad policy on the part of a college . It is recogniz d that the stres sing of mental growth is just a s erroneous .

Mental balance is dependent upon physical poise . The stu dent developed only mentally is as powerless to make use of

as her intellectual attainments , a violinist whose violin lacks a bow . No r is tha t education complete which does not give the student a dee per insight into the gladness and beauty of life . An education which reduces the student to a mere thinking

a e machine , without care or thought of the esth tic beauty of sensuous things, is plainly deficient . Dancing is the only form of physical exercise which unite s healthful exertion of the muscles with aesth etic training . 78 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

s e Since the earlie t times dancing, which s ems instinctive

an e e with the hum rac , has s rved as the outward expression i of the nner joy in life . A few years ago dancing was expressly forbidden by the

s e . rule of c rtain religious denominations Now, that the

s e th e churche have b gun to preach new gospel of joy, and to

s s adju t themselve to the inherent needs of men, most of the

s e s denomination hav , either tacitly or expre sly, withdrawn their objection to dancing .

s v a n For these rea ons , Sweet Briar, always in the of new

s s i educational method , ets apart each day a br ef time for

e dancing . Each vening the t w enty minutes intervening between the conclusion of dinner and the beginning of chapel ,

ff s a re which could not e ectively be u ed for study, devoted to this form of exercise . The result of this daily training is see n in the dances t given every year on May Day . Moreover, the studen s chosen to take part in the exerc ises on this oc casion are care

fully drilled for several weeks before the final performance . “ 1 9 1 1 Th e R On May Day, , a masque , entitled omaunt of

R r w the ose , was inte preted by dances , ith a grace and

s e i charm incomprehensible to tho unacquainted w th the long,

n s th e n though u consciou , training through which da cers had

passed . It is by a judicious combination of healthful physical

s c exercise, hone t and practi al work in the classroom, and innocent amusement that Sweet Briar aims to carry out thi s “ e W s : id al, set forth by Mrs . illiam in her will It shall be the general scope and object of the school to imp a rt to its

un n students such an education in so d lear ing, and such

s c phy i al , moral , and religious training as shall, in the

e s s judgm nt of the directors , best fit them to be u eful member ” of society . THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 79

QErt banges

’ w a s A - It in lice s travels through the looking glass , I believe, that she met the ge ntleman cl a d in white paper who looked

h e r—fi rst e a at , through a telescope , and th n through a m g ni f in s y g glass . The editors of our college magazine , usually ’ e s r - following this gentl man s ho t sighted example, are unable

s ee e e e . Fo r to what is n ar st to th m this reason, the more ge neral as pects of colle ge life a re se ldom di s cussed in the

An e college mag azine s . interesting exc ption to this condi tion is the article in the Ya le Lite ra ry Ma ga z ine for Novem “ e R e e ber, call d He ides Fast st The writ r of this article dis cusses the me rits and defects of the rooming system at Yale as it a ff ec ts the developme nt of individuality in a manner which give s it application to life outside of college

s as well as to undergraduates . Of the poetry of thi number “ ” The e s - the poem, M s age, has unusually well sustained per f i e ct on of form and rhythm .

13.

Unive rsity of Virginia Ma ga z ine alwa ys contains articles concerning Southern literature and political developme nt . “ The November number contains such essays in Land V ” “A ” Tenure in Colonial irginia, Leader in the New South, “ ” “ H an d A s e . e ugustus Baldwin Long tre t The story, that ” — I e ncr—eas th Knowledge, belongs to the psycho horrible class and is not particularly good of its kind . The climax is thrilling, but the opening episodes are forced . A

M in — v t Ho l ok Ma a e . h s e . y e g z T e November number has

a e - r er l graceful pieces of vers and some well w itten sketches, 0 THE S WEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

All h . t but the magazine, as a whole, lacks variety of e prose and verse is of a delicate and fanciful order, which needs one or two more vigorous productions as a balance . A — The Pha re tra of Wilson College In the Novembe r num

f h e ul ber ample space is given for college a fairs, but t b k

A o of distinctly literary matte r is rather small . lth ugh the “ ” essay entitled Unto the Le ast of These is distinctly wort h

e the a s a n e whil , prose, a whole, has disproportio ate numb r of short sketches . A — The Hollins Ma ga z ine The Novembe r number of The

- Ho llins Ma ga z ine is very attractive in cove r and make u p. “ ” o e e The p em on The Ideal, though trit in subj ct, is good

r in fo m . 3

Th o i - In e C lu m b a Monthly for November . college maga

s s o n n e a re r zine , e says unhack eyed th mes that w itten with

Th Colu m vividness and individuality are hard to find . In e “ bia Monthl y for November the essay William Locke, ” V n s e es entilator of Souls is o e of these raritie . It is as int r t ’ ing in its expression of the author s pers onality as in the

e fr sh and frank appre ciation of William Locke . A

W e wish to acknowledge the following exchange s : The

Va s sa r Mis ce lla n The Au rora Th e Richm ond Co lle e y, , g

Me e n - - s s e r Tit Bits Th e Fo cu s The Sta te No rm a l Ma a z ine . g , , , g THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 81

g ra ham tourn a m ent assnt iatiun

Those who are intereste d in the growth and develo pment of the Sweet Briar Student Government Assoc iation will be ’ glad to hear that the Woman s Intercollegiate As sociation for Student Government invited our Association to send a visiting representative to the c—onference he ld at Barnard - College from Nove mbe r twenty fourth to the twenty sixth . It is a rule of the Intercolle giate Assoc iation that a visiting At h delegate c an attend the open meetings only . t e late confe re nce the reg u lar delegate s very generously vote d in the first closed meeting that the Sweet Briar representative be admitted to the sec ond closed mee ting . Only one who has attended a Student Government Con ve ntion like the one held at Barna rd can conceive how in spiring are the reports and discussions of the many college

an z . student org i ations of our land . There were many dis

c o u ra in e s . g g lement , but there was much that was reassuring What the older a nd larger colleges had to tell about the w ork and methods o f the ir respective Stude nt Government Associa tions made Swe et Bri a r re a lize that although the road to

al of e the re ization her id als is long and hard, the very

w e e a o problems , her stud nts , must f ce t day, are being faced and thrashed out by many other institutions . In o ther words , the diffi cultie s that be s et our pat h are common to eve n ou r a l rgest and oldes t sister colleges . ’

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D ram atic association

e e During the first w ek in Novemb r, trial for membership A Ri in the chapters of the Dramatic ssociation, The pplers and Am s s . The Merry Je ter , were held ong the large who applied for membe rship the following satisfied the qu ire m e nt s

REBEC CA S TOUT MARY O SBORNE HELEN M C CARY HARRIETT EVANS LELIA DEw SARAH ARNO LD DOROTHEA EAGLESFIELD DOROTHY TARBELL LU C IL E SATTERTHW AITE AUGUSTA PEARC E ELIZABETH BAKER NAN CY SC HMELz C ORINNE LO EB AGNES JON ES HAZEL TRIMB LE ELLEN HOW ISON ANNE S CHU TTE EL OISE O RME NAN CY WATSON HAZE L MARSHALL SALL IE WATSON MAR Y PAGE GRAMMER ELISE LL OYD DOROTHY GRAMM ER ANNE ROB ERTS ELIZABETH CARRISON HILDA PERRY DOROTHY WALLACE FRAN CES S CHO LAR KATHERINE MIZE LILLIAN FULLER WINIFRED GOLDSMITH KATE O SB ORNE

20th 19 1 1 new On November , , the Merry Jesters pre “ ” s e e nt d Quality Stre et .

OAST

Granville Howard LILLIAN FULLER Lieute nant Wright D OROTHEA EAGLEFIELD Lieuten ant Small ELLEN HOW ISON Winchester ANNE ROBERTS

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” wonderful verve and kept her audience in sym pathy with

as e her frolicsome moods , w ll as with those in which the tight lace cap see med to incre as e her s e nse of responsibility and render sole mn her demeano r .

Mc Ca r Sa ra h S a rro w o e Helen y, as p , p rtrayed b autifully

l - the kindly mothe rliness of the O d maid sist er . Her solici ’ Phoeb e e tude for s we lfare seemed intensely real . Her int r

r a i n o p e t t o reveals p ssibilities of a very clever actress .

e Gra nville How a rd Lillian Full r, as , looked the part to

e f S p r ection, but she howed no true interpretation of the

te . e e charac r Th r was an absent of sentiment in her acting, but the repo se and calm of h e r s tage pre sence made up in hi a great measure for t s lack .

Ju lia La n w e e d Kate Osborne as g , and Mary Osborne as

Ma tilda La n w e e d c g , were as star hed and prying examples of spinsterhood as could b e de sired .

e Is a b e l Lucile Satterthwaite, as the demure young niec , portrayed exceedingly we ll the eager yet restraine d curiosity of this character . ’ Ea le fi e ld s c e Dorothea g interpretation of the onceit d, embarrassed and supe rcilious I/ie u te na nt Wright was splendid .

a s Albe rt Wa lla c e e e Harriet Evans , the dumb , b llig rent

Mis s Phoe b e s admirer of , displayed with wonderful in ight the dog- like devotion of the idealizing pupil and kept the a e udienc in a state of prolonged mirth .

s e A R Ellen Howi on, Dorothy Tarb ll , and nne oberts , as

e the al the gentl men at b l, were most ardent suitors for the

Phoeb e hand of , but in spite of her charms, it is hard to under stand their absolute indiffere nce to the beautiful young ladies whose fascinations they scorne d . Elise Lloyd as Elle n showed much talent in rendering her part . One of the most interesting features of the play was that the cas t and the committee we re chosen from the new m em THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 5

n bers of the Merry Jester Chapter e tirely. The e ff ort s of

e hi k the committe , w ch was composed of Elizabeth Ba er, A e Sarah rnold and L lia Dew, no les s than the inte rpretation ” al e e of the cast, made Qu ity Str et a decid d success .

SHE STOOPs To C ONQ UER

CAST

Sir Charles Marlow MARION DACAMAR A MARGARET TEMPLE Squire Hardcastle BERNI CE RI CHARDSON George Hastings CLARE ERC K LILLIAN FOSTER EUNI CE PRIT C HETT

ATHER NE R . K I KI K MARGARET HADDO C K MARI ON FAUST

Mat Muggins MARGARET GRANT

AR OR TRAN Tom Twist M Y P . F D Aminadab EMILY KERSE Y

AR ARET TA E Mrs . Hardcastle M G S L Y Kate Hardcastle DE LIA LINDSAY Constance Neville EL SIE PALMER Barmaid VIRGINIA ROBERTSON

C OM MITTEE

SUE A HTER Cha irm a n. SL UG ,

ARR ET ANS Sta e Ma na e r . H I EV , g g

A NES NES is tr W O M es s o th e a rdro b e . G J , f

e e t The pr s ntation of She S oops to Conquer, on Decem

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As k S t . n ever b ee n given at wee Briar is now , the characters were chos en from among those girls who tried f o r the chap

t he A e te rs of Dramatic ssociation, and whose r ading was s uch that the Dramatic Committee was unable to pass them h until a further tes t m i ght be made . For t e purpose of test “ Sh e t as ing them further, S oops to Conquer was c t and its succe s s is a fact which does not need t o be emphasized . The play was chos e n with a view to its be ing e asy and

e ffi m adaptable to the mat rial in hand, and an e cient co mittee was put in charge of it in ample time to allow for ade quate

S s Of coaching . To Miss u ie Slaughter, as chairman this com m itte e e r e e , b longs a g at r part of the commendation due to

The e - the s uccess of the play . ev r prese nt aid of Miss Bene

s SO t dict and Mi s Guion helped the cast, in two weeks, hat “ ” 1 9 1 1 e on December ninth, , She Stoops to Conqu r was perf ormed in a manne r complime ntary to the Dramatic Asso c ia tion as a whole .

w a s a Every character well taken, from th t of charming

Ka te Ha rdca s tle c s Di or th e to that of ridi ulou gg y, who kept

Th e audienc e in roars of laughte r whenever he appe are d . interpre tation put upon the character of Sir Cha rle s Ma rlo w ’ e e s Da Ca m a ra s d serves pecial mention , as it was entirely Miss

e e e own id a ; and, next in desert must sur ly be plac d the part

rlo played by Miss Lilli an Fo ste r as Tony. Young Ma w and

s e Hasting both acte d well, as became their handsom persons ;

r. Ha r t e M Mrs . dca s le ow n while and , in th ir characteristic

e th e s e o ways , h ld intere t of the audi nce through ut the e ve ning . “ ” Quality Street and She Stoops to Conquer were both n w cast with e material a nd coache d by an efficient c ommittee . THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 7

dt bz D eb ating Qtlu h

This year the aim of every member o f the De bating Club is t o make our organization rank a mong the great influences

e e in our college life . We have all at som time vagu ly thought

e i an d that d bating is a good th ng for training the mind, all

e c that, but doubtless few of us have ver really appre iated

a o t the value of deb ting as a mental exercise , its imp r ance in

e e e e colleg life, or ev n the honor of b ing chos n as a class

e debat r .

It is just this lack of appre ciation that s hould be reme died . Those students who repre sent their class in deb a tes Should receive as much honor as those who win championships in

the athletics . With this end in view Executive Committee has tried to systematize and regulate debating in such a way that more interest may be aroused .

e On December s cond , the first debate of the year, that

s between the Fre hman and Sophomore classes , was won by

m e s the Fresh en repr sentatives , Miss Grant and Mi s Da

e Camara, who upheld the n gative side of the question Reso lved : That the Colle ge Preparatory Course is the ” best course which can be given in secondary schools . On — “ the u nior —Re : January sixth, J Senior debate solved That Canadi an Reciprocity would be advantage o us to the United ” e States , was won by the Juniors . The closing d bate will “ ” s be on Closed vs . Open Shop . During th e second seme ter there will be a sim i lar series of debates closing with the big championship debate betw een th e winners of th e first and sec ond serie s .

Such a program should e licit the he arty interest of eve ry me mber of the Deb ating Club .

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yo ung w om en ’s QIbcistian association

’ This ye ar the Young Wome n s Christian Assoc iation as a whole se ems to take a deeper intere st in the work carried on through the Association . Not only the Cabine t and the

e e e e e s Committ s , but all the m mbers display, in th ir eag rne s

S es to do some service, the pirit of helpfuln s which is the ke ynote of the Christian As s ociation .

One of the most practical and truly nee de d works is the R class es for the maids . uth Houser teaches grammar ; Hazel

e s e e A e e nn e Trimbl , Engli h Lit ratur ; lic Shir y and Cori

e S e i e . Lo b, pelling ; and Elizabeth Frank , ar thm tic Margue rite W e f e l is preparing one of the maids to take the ’ te ache r s e xamination next summer .

A Y . A. The Dramatic ssociation gave the W . C the pro “ c e e ds th e She e n from play, Stoops to Conqu r, amou ting to forty dollars . This money, as specified by the Dramatic

As c is b e s e the s so iation, to u d in helping Indian Mi sion near the Colle ge .

e th e e Each year, on the Monday b fore b ginning of the

t he A s e Christmas vacation, ssociation has two Chri tmas tr es

— th e th e s e - one for Indian children at Mi sion, the oth r for

e the c hildren living on the Sweet Briar estate . Each stud nt

e s e c s tak great int rest in filling a sto king with toy , candy,

s r h the fruit , nut , and othe things t at will bring j oy to heart of the child whom Sh e has adopted for the Christmas season .

Th e stockings for th e Indian children a re s ent to the Mission .

c th s The other hildren come to e College, where a Chri tmas

e A tre in the sse mbly Hall is hung with gi fts . It is beautiful to se e the ir radiant faces as Santa Claus calls their names

s s and present e ach with a tocking . ’ 1 2. L. w . , THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 89

athletics

Basket-ball h as be en the leading sport here at college du r

e e e n ing the past few w eks , though the oth rs have not b e

s neglected . The cu to m at Swee t Briar has been to ha ve

- ee s e . e SO u e thr inter cla s t ams This year the t ams were n venly.

t A et divided that it was decided to form two eams, thl ics and

Giants . Ellen Hayes was electe d captain of the Athle tics R . e e and uth Maurice, of the Giants Gr at int rest was evinced in the three final games and the fie ld was crowded .

The line- u p of the Athletics was Tyler Centers Za ega l Hayes Forwards Jones Substitutes That of the Giants was Sommerville Centers Maurice Thomas Forwards Magee Grant Guards Ma c Ca re y

Pennypacker Substitutes Franke, Stout The result of the first game was a victory for the Athletics

1 3 t 6 . t 1 9 1 8. with a score of o The Gian s won the second, to

the e The final game was one of great interest, as teams s emed A 1 9 8. evenly matched . The thle tics scored to This gave t o e he m the championship . B th teams show d that they were

e well trained and were the r sults of hard practice . The

B . college girls who made the tw o teams rec eived the S . Those who were not colle ge students were prese nte d with the

S . B . S . The Athletic Association ordere d four new sleds and every

es e one tho roughly enj oye d the coasting and Sle dding . Th

e s are favorit sport here, though there are few opportunities during the year to enjoy them . ’ 14 . E. . G , 90 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

QIoIIcgc at opics

c e 28th ne w e a On the e vening of O tob r , the stud nts gave ’ be autiful Ha llow e en party in honor of the old stude nt s . “ ” s w a s s s - e Each gu e t e corted by a ghost to the ba ket ball fi ld ,

h e . e e t in the ce nter of which was a large bonfire H r , in

e fi re li ht th e e a t e w ird g , witch s d nced, and fu ures wer fore

e s e e told . From the fi ld the gue ts w re tak n to the refectory which was de corate d wi th gaily tinted autumn le aves and

e th e e e d t h s cornstalks . H re girls danc d and play e u ual ’ A s e s s Ha llo w e e s . en jok pple , ch stnuts , marshmallow , bun , pe anuts and cide r we re s e rve d .

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3 h . A A c 0t . On O tober , Dr C lphonso Smith, Edgar llan Poe Profe s sor of English Lite rature at the Unive rsity of “

A . V e c e e . irginia , l tur d on m rican Humor Dr Smith gave a most illuminating analysis Of the c auses and te ndencie s of — th e t c a h s our humor to day, emphasizing par i ul r p a es in A which me ricans exc el . A

The Sophomore clas s has b e en plann ing to pre s ent the

c e e s c r e . s e e oll g a ilver ommunion se vic In order to rai mon y,

e e e -d b e e e s s l a vaud vill , which prov to a gr at succ , both socia ly

e th e e e e . and financially, was giv n on e thirt nth of Nov mb r The performanc e w a s ope ned by an academic process ion

1 9 14: s and e w h o e of girl their honorary m mbers , wor black A h c s re n s e . th e s t e gowns and ap with g e tas ls fter clas songs,

e s o e curtain w nt up on a mock tudent g v rnment meeting,

e clev rly taken off by the sister classes of the Sophomores . “ ” o n hi and The third number was Ph ebe Ja e, w ch was sung “ ” n e m n da c d by a chorus of four e and four girls . This

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W 22d Bu ffi n ton On ednesday, November , Eugenia g ,

President of the Student Government, left for New York, where she attende d the Stude nt Government Convention at

s ff Barn ard Colle ge . Mi s Bu ington attended all the open

i e sess ons , and one of the closed s ssions, of the Convention ; on one of the se occasions she made a report of the w ork of

Student Government at Sweet Briar College . A

’ O N ER S DAY 1 9 1 1 F U D ,

e 24th On Friday morning, Nov mber , at half past ten ’ ’ e o clock, the annual Founder s Day Exercises wer held in

e the Asse mbly Hall . The academic procession was swell d by the presence Of tw o members of our board of dire ctors and x the visiting alumnae. Pre sident Benedict opened the e e r ’ s cises , as usual , by reading some extracts from Mrs . William

th e n will, showing e int nt of the fou der regarding Sweet

e . Of the e Briar Coll ge Mr . Manson, chairman executiv

e o f e e s r committe of the board dir ctors, th n poke on the ela tion of laws t o our system Of stude nt government . ’ The Founder s Day addres s was delivered by Dr . Henry

e s o . Lewis Smith, Pr ident of Davidson College, N rth Carolina “A ” His subj ect was Plea for Old Ide als . He urged a

e S return to the old South rn standards of implicity , purity,

e e and reverence, ev n in the midst of the rapidly incr asing

e prosp rity of the So uth . The Glee Club closed the exercise s with an appropriate

e and ffec tive Nove mbe r Song . The committee on de corat ions ( consisting of : Miss Alice

s w Swain, chairman ; Mi s Mary West ater, Miss Sarah

Browne , and Miss Sarah Wilson) succeeded in producing a tasteful and dign ified effect . ” e In the aft rnoon, the Faculty was at home to the students and their guests from four until six in Sweet Briar House . ’ Miss Gilder s Singing added to the e nj oyment of all pre se nt . THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 93

’ The annual Founder s Day Dance took place in the even

h c ing . T e refe tory was ingeniously decorate d with hanging n gray moss and yellow chrysa themums, and the dance, led by

Miss Mayo Thach and Dr . John Harman, was one of the most

s successful ever given at S—wee t B riar . Two of the figure were especially attractive o ne in which all the Sweet Briar stude nts took part ; the other was formed by the old girls

e . an e in Japanes costumes The d c committee, consisting

ai of Mayo Thach (ch rman) , Bessie Grammer, Margaret

R A u Duvall, Frances ichardson, Cynthia Magee, and ug sta

e o e Pearce, won the appr ciati n of all for th ir able manage

c o O e ra tion ment, but, without the p of all the students, their elaborate plans could scarce ly have been realized .

A - one a e Of r bout half past , the custom ry ch ers the depa ting gue s ts marked the close of another anniversary in the Short but successful life of our college. A

k e 30th On Than sgiving Day, Nov mber , the Lynchburg

Hunt Club held their annual hu nt on the Sweet Briar e state .

Mr . Martindale invited the students to accompany them, and A e . as a consequenc nine girls j oined the chase fter the hunt , there was some hurdling in front Of the college . A

e e 30th the On the vening of Novemb r , whole college was again entertained by Dr . and Mrs . Walker at Mount St .

A A a . s w s w ngelo it a cool , crisp night, every one rapped up well and at se ven- thirty started out in holiday mood to

th o f enj oy e well kn wn hospitality o our good neighbors . On arriving, the party found a large bonfire ready for their ” “ . e a k hi e reception Th y played drop the h nd erc f, three ” e s e a d ep and other game , and aft r a grand m rch, led by

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W al th e th e by Dr . ker on flute, whole company went into the house to drink hot chocolate and eat cakes and tart s of all varieties . A

l st On December , Elizabeth Baker, Margaret Temple,

c A e W Elise Lloyd, Lu y Lantz, ugusta P arce, and alker Brad ford left for the Thanksgiving danc e at the Virginia Military

Institute . A

e 4 On the ev ning of December th, Miss Mae Jennings , of

e e c . e New York, gav a d lightful song re ital Miss J nnings

r - e i e has a clear, t ue mezzo soprano voic ; th s, togeth r with

al e . her charming person ity, captivat d her audience A

e 4 On Monday , Dec mber th, Edith Gibbs , Mary Hurd,

n e e e Edna Ba nister, Elsie Palm r, Eunic Pritch tt, Lucile

A m Satterthwaite, lice Moseley, E mie Thomas, Mayo Thach, Frances Rich a rdson and Bessie Gramm er left for Lexington for the Thanksgiving dance at W as hing ton and Lee Uni versity.

e 9th the A On Decemb r , Dramatic ssociation presented ” She Stoops to Conquer .

r e b 1 8th On Saturday afte noon, Nov m er , Margaret Dress ler ( at her reside nce in New York City) gave a tea to all the old Sweet Briar stude nts in New York and its suburbs .

A e Swe t Briar Club was formed, and it was decided that the mem bers should me et for tea eve ry two we eks at the

Plaza . Those present at the first meeting were Eva Wright , A W m delaide Shockey, Linda right, Lillian Bow an, Nancy

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As is customary on the l as t Sunday evening before ou r

t e l s depar ur for the Christmas ho idays , the choir gave a ong service on De ce mbe r tenth . The chape l was bea utifully

ec re d orated with everg ens in the form of crosses, while sus

the w a s a a h s pended from center large st r . The low lig t

A s added a very effec tive touch . ppropriate Script u re lesso n and Psalms were followed by the program for the evening .

m s This , composed for the most part of old familiar anthe and e and a carols, was v ry attractive, the choir, ccompanied

e e by the orchestra, rendered the b autiful sel ctions in such sympathy with the occasion, that the whole congregation c aught the true Christmas spirit . Special praise belongs to

s : ss s Giilde r e a lonick the oloists Mi e , L achman, J , Gibbs ,

and . Haddock, Ely

The program was as follows

— Me nde lss ohn Proces s ional Hark the Herald Angels Sing . .

1 An — M le s Fos ter . them There were Shepherds y 2 e al . No l Tradition

a ? 3 . . What Child is This

dl All Ge rrit Sm ith b . Cra ed Lowly

a dl n Of V c . Cr e So g the irgin 4 Micha e l Ha dn . Silent Night y Ancient Melody

hre al 6 . We T e Kings Tradition

Ge rrit Sm ith 8. Three Ship —A F Recessional de s te id e les .

Assiste d by

- l st R . Miss Hull , violin . ollins, Violin cello

- 1 st . . Miss Martin, violin Taylor, Violin cello

l st . an . Miss Grant, violin Washburn, accomp ist

s 2d o . e . Miss Wat on, Vi lin Crawford, conductr ss i 2 s s d . Mi s Lew , Violin ‘ Dicectoty of %to eet c iac Qt olicae

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Ave Maria , mother of love , Look from thy golde n thr one above ;

S Oh, help thy inful, sorrowing child ;

Save me and comfort me, mother mild .

Ave Maria, thou knowest all , Of how I left my father’s hall

To follow the knight I loved the be st .

Ave i ! Maria , oh, g ve me rest

Ave s ? Maria, and did t thou see I met him by the blasted tree

That stands without the castle wall ,

To follow at his beck and call .

Ave Maria , mother so mild,

My father cursed his only c hild .

He rode in wrath to meet my knight ,

And called him forth to bloody fight .

Ave Maria , pity my fate, That I my father nee ds must hate !

He killed the knight I loved the b est .

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“ a n pastora l Elem ent in fi ne f aithfu l ” “ ” e eroe on : S h ph ss, as E {Like fi t, am ’ ” a n m inter s G a le

A RA b e e t P STO L may defined as a poem, drama, n cetera, describing the life and man ers of shepherds,

e or, by extension, country and outdoor lif of any

k . a an ind In ccord ce with this definition, the following discussion deals with the literature of outdoor life in a — world inhabited by care free shepherds and their loves ; for the pastoral , in its purity, deals with an ideal country, where

s w there is never want nor di comfort, and here life is gen

e ra ll . y one great, glad song Simple repasts enlivened by

al witty, though not sarcastic di ogue, and followed by danc l ing and games , and the who e day is full to overflowing

w ith the dreamy happiness of love . Existence is far away “ nn e A from the u atural life of citi s, for rcadia is a never ” Of . never land, where no echo flattery or falsehood is heard

u ss ra nd M . J e , in discussing the importance of pastoral “ : S literature, says The part played by hepherds, a unique ’ phenomenon in the world s literature , can not be compared

with that of any other sorts of heroes in fable or history .

e A s on e w U a Neith r j ax, of T lamon, ise lysses, L ncelot, nor A rthur, poured forth so much prose and verse as did

e an Tityru s . Near to truth and natur in Greci days, the R it s bucolic kind got under the omans, definite character , — t - elegant, ar ificial , semi allegorical the more popular for e ul that . If the exception prov s the rule, the pop arity of

w ell- spoken shepherds proved the rule that truth alone can ’ V Ecolo u e s last . In irgil s g , imaginary pastors discourse in

exquisite verse on their loves , on the charm of country life,

le t and, by discrete allusions, readers understand what a

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ral for the English folk to write and re ad of the simplicity s f of hepherd li e, as it did for the ancient Greek to love

beauty .

It mus t have bee n about 1 608 tha t Fletcher staged his “ ” Fa pastoral drama, The ithful Shepherdess . Th e scene is

. S laid in Thessaly Corin, the faithful hepherdess, is the rul

. r h e r r ing spirit of the play Having bu ied love, she e nou nc e s her former happy life of dancing and mirth, and

t is s lives in a thatched co tage by h grave . Here she devote herself to aiding others by reme dies composed Of herbs W a hose power she had le rned when a child . The wealth of

the forest will yield her food, and life will be a song of con

in e tent the knowledge that it is sp nt in aiding others .

s e e Berries and che tnuts , plantains , on whos ch eks

S s The sun it smiling, and the lofty fruit ’ Pu ll d from the fair head of th e straight- grown pine ; ’ e e On th se I ll feed with free content , and r st, W S . hen night shall blind the world, by thy ide blest

An d e s so she liv her life , aided by the gentle satyr whose chi e f duty is to scourge the woods and bring to her way

s worn traveler , or maids and swains in distress . Her

d u nse lfi shne ss e the ten er reaches out and permeat s wood, so

that even amid the magic spells of the old well, and the even

ing trysts of the sweethearts , there is still a need for her ,

beyond the power of impure mortals to supply . ” In The Faithful Shepherdess , Fletcher has followed

Th e the scheme of the Renais sance pastoral . scene is wood

e S land, the charact rs hepherds and nymphs , and the atmos

- ph e re conventional . It is absolutely care free save for the the tragic note, which but intensifies the unreal setting by “ ” v e e in ery fact that, as Fletcher t lls us , it wants d aths , even “ u m the most perilous situations . The lapses from decor ” s e which tain this otherwise b autiful poem, are, according THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 3

s to Professor Schelling, doubtles best explained by the method of contrast which Fletche r worked in his earlier i i e . plays w th Beaumont and carr ed, at tim s, to excess In ‘ execution and w ithin the lim i ts of its artificial kind The ’ ” F s e aithful Shepherdes l aves little to criticism . ’ It satisfied men s craving for the simple and rural , and,

e r above and b yond all , that craving for the old allego y so dear to the middle ages . It is the principal pastoral play in our language, and, in spite of its faults in moral taste, it preserves a fascination which has e vaporated from most ” of its fellows . More interesting than the conventions of th e Italian pastoral—which formed the standard for those written early — in England is the combination resulting from a contrast of this set form with the English ideal of free, moral life , as embodied in the doings of Robin Hood and such purely national characters . Greene had used some of these Old

s legend for dramatic purposes , and it is evident that Shakespeare had that of Robin Hood in mind while writing “ ” his As You Like It . The ultimate origi nal form Of the story on which Shakes

k e a peare based his play is, as is well nown, the m di eval ” Ga m e l n Tale of y , which dates from the fourteenth cen ‘ ’ A Ga m e l n tury . ccording to Professor Boas, The Tale of y belongs to that cycl e of rude ballad- poetry which form ed al most the earliest expression Of the reviving Anglo - Saxon national consciousne ss after the s hock of the Norman con

th e e quest . This species of literature, belonging to thirt enth

e ri ri and fourt enth centu es, takes as its favo te type of hero a m a n of e xtraordinary physical power and bravery, who,

a s s e as a rule , h met with om form of injustice, and who has

- ce cons equently w ithdrawn into an open air retreat, when he defies constituted authority an d acts as the good genius ” of the poor and oppressed . 104 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

This s tory was used in 1789 by Thomas Lodge in his ” R e Ga m el n osalynd, wh re y reappears under the heroic

Ro s a de r e name of , and the great r part of the story IS Iden

Old . e tical with that of the tale The scen , however, is shifted to France, and the story, in its entirety, is typically A rcadian . ’ s s From Lodge tale, Shake peare adopts merely the frame

Re . e e work for his drama markable, how v r, is the readjust

s ment which he made, sub tituting for the artificial atmos ph e re of the conventional Re naissance pastoral the rough

- s e e fresh, open air pirit pr s nt in the fourteenth century — ’ s . s s l e ballad But, by a ma ter troke of ski l , Shakesp are s genius as se rts itself by contrasting the conventional form

s e c of the pa toral , typifi d in the haracters of Silvius and

o e e . Ph eb , with the natural charm of the simpl woodland life

Ve le c A W am ritab English ountry folk, udrey and illi , are

s u se - al o introduced, and the of pastoral love making by Ros a lind and Orlando makes the burlesque even more de

W A e s lightful . illiam and udr y also serve to throw into till bolder relief the pastoral ele ment embodied in Phoebe and

Silvius . “ e s As Therefor , in it structure, You Like It is no true

W e e pastoral . are in the b autiful enchanting country like “ ’ ” that of A Midsummer Night s Dream, truly English in

he e t s r s t main, and y posse sed of that rare ir e istible force which make s even the most melancholy forget the worries

rw of yesterday, and, with a lighter heart, look fo ard to the

~ life of to morrow .

As in the earlier play, the scene does not begin in the greenwood , but in the court of a neighboring town, where, a re in a few strokes of pungent wit , the Vices of city life

e laid bare . Once within the forest, how ver, the balm of the

is a a woodland enthralls one, and, for a time, life c reless ll as thing, made up of pretty love sa ies amid such disguise heightens the comedy of the whole .

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— - — He re in Bohem ia a s e a girt Bohemia little Perdita is

s d Anti ono u s th e expo e , by g , on lonely seashore . Sh e is

u o ds fo nd by h nest shepher , who, enriched by the treasure left for her, grow prosperous and rear her am id the s imple

. As e Sh customs of their land one of th m, e grows into om n a nd l w a hood, is oved by the young Prince of the land, “ e . who addresses her in disguis But, though this que en of ” curds and cream is the most purely pastoral figure among ’ e a Shakespear s ch racters , the dramatist has not here, more

u s than elsewhere, transported into a conventional atmos “ ” h r e e . U p nlike Greene, whose Pandosto formed the “ ’ ” e W fram work for The inter s Tale, Shakespeare does not idealize Perdita and the Prince into a conventional

an d S nymph wain, but lets them act as other natural English

. e a lovers would Henc , the love story of Florizel and Perdit is played out against a real background furnished by true old English country life .

Th e S - S e heep hearing part , of which Perdita is the qu en,

s . s is an exqui itely appropriate addition to the . story In uch cere monial rites English rural life catches a tinge of Arcadia ; he re it is that we see Perdita a me mber both Of

As the re al an d unre al worlds . she scatters flowers among

flits sh e s her guests and joyously about them, seems the pirit

e e As s e e i of th plac . we her danc ng over the green with

She the country youths , a beautiful girl is truly

A ot creature n too bright or good, ’ ” For human nature s daily food .

’ n t S Sh e seems o an ordinary hepherd s maid, but a spirit of H the woodland in which she has been reared . e r love of

h e r e al e l her flowers , and sw et natur n ss make her appea to ’ c an e a s . us, as few oth rs of Sh kespeare characters

s MO s a e w e Dorca and p , on the oth r hand, ith their fr e tongues , are typical country wenches , and the clown, Per THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 107

’ i a s s e - d t uppos d brother, is a thick witted bumpkin who can not m e do a si pl sum without counters, and who loves a ’ ballad even too well . The description given by Perdita s

- e his S n foster fath r of wife hows that she is o sylph, but a buxom country dame who cooks the dinner and then serves

he r e be it to gu sts , her face aming with warmth and

hospitality . Each of the plain people depicted shows the

e n al e — simple sid of atur country lif yet , the simplicity is

an d Off e e e not touching but comical, s ts , to a heightened degr ,

As the superiority of Perdita . queen of the rural feast she

sh e conquers us as did the king and Camillo, and, with

' them , we whisper

This is th e prettiest low-born las s that ever

Ra n - on the greensward . Nothing she does or seems ,

But smacks of something greater than herself,

Too noble for this place .

? But why, we ask , is she so engrossingly attractive For the self- same reas on that those of Rosalind and Miranda ’ s stand out among all of Shakespeare characters . They a — p peal to that within us which is naturally appreciative th e true portion Of us which is nature and s hows on eve ry side

am its love for the natural , even amid the gl or and tinsel of

r i a t fi c ia lity.

’ Why are Shakespeare s romances so constantly read and enjoyed to- day ? Does the pastoral in it s a rtifi c ia lity and “ a s e his conventionality, depicted by Fl tcher in Faithful ” Shepherdess , appeal to us as do the genuine country “ “ ’ ” ? scenes in As Yo u Like It and Th e Winter s Tale

No , we hasten to reply ; for, although the dramatic idyl

it s for example) is still read, interest seems to be due to qualities not necessarily connected with its pastoral character . On the other hand, the pastoral element in 108 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

Shakespeare (for we can not call any of his plays tru e

na tu re love r pastorals) still strongly to the , he never tires of reading them . The apparent inc ons ist e ncies an are not incompatible with an ench ted clime, nor

te - are any of the charac rs impossible in never never la nd . The whole breathes a contentment and charm which will

- always appeal to an out door loving p e ople .

ER 1 3. M . TYL ,

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’ Don t you worry about that, dear, was the reassuring

m response as Dorothy patted her sy pathetically . Then, h wrinkling up her pretty fore head . s e tried to think of the best way to get the poor little tennis champion back to the n buildings . Just at that mome t she caught sight of two

e girls approaching with paddl s, cushions and a book tucked under their arm s . Waving her racquet Violently to attract

e their attention, she called th m to her . “ V ’ ” V h a t S Dot ? . happened, they cried out with one Voice ” “ e Oh, explained Dorothy laborately, the heap of white ib linen, yellow curls and pink r bon that you see before you is the innocent roommate of the terrible Dorothy P age and ” a the Victim of a murderous tennis ball . But, joking side, “ she added in a more serious tone , Elsie has hurt her ankle ‘ ’ and I want one of you to he lp me make a n arm- chair to carry her up to the dormitory . “ ’ I ll help you, volunteered the taller of the two . May ’ is such a little thing, she couldn t carry a kitten . But she can go on ahead and summon doctor a nd nurse and break ‘ ’ the news to sorrowing frie nds and crus hes May only laughed softly—four years of college athletics had developed

e - this d licate looking girl wonderfully, but it was hard to believe she was the champion baske t- ball player of the

college . An hour later, Elsie lay in her darkened room, her ankle s wathed in bandage s and her head being gently

rubbed by her ( atte ntive) roommate . “ ” Yo u e s s sh e s u r ally mu t top, was aying, and hurry p ’ ’ ’ e s . e a nd and dr s It s n arly time for the bus , you ll have to ’ e . ! go down and me t John, because I simply can t My ' — won t h e be disguste d with his little siste r he always s ays girls are so Silly about wearing high- heeled slippers and things ! ” “ ’ — n’ My dear, I believe your mind s wandering you did t ’ - s play tennis in high heeled slippers , and, be ides , if you re THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 11 1

going to begin talking about that wonderful doctor-brother of yours who has been practicing medicine two whole years ’ ” d s o r s —I m an t . , of cou se, know every hing going to leave ’ That s exactly what I want you to do . Go down and meet the poor boy, abandoned to your tender mercies . Just ’ tell him what s happened to m e and then take him out and ” amuse him . Maybe I can hobble down to dinner . “ ” “ s . But , objected Dorothy, I never laid eye on Dr ” Leigh ; how will I know him ? What does he look like ? “ ” “ ’ W s ell , began Elsie vaguely, he doe n t look a bit like

is e e an d me ; he rath r tall , and has dark ey s and hair wears ” “ s h e c h a s glasses , and , oh, finished e statically , he the most ” adorable smile . “ A as a s th e e s c m y lmost definite d ription on mileage , “ e s h interrupted Dorothy , color, medium ; ey , medium ; air , ’ — in s medium short , a very ordinary sort of a per on , I m ’ m e afraid . Never ind , d ar , I ll go and take care of this ‘ i ’ wonderful brother with the adorable sm le . Slipping quickly into a s oft blue muslin and giving a few

th e pats to her dark hair , Dorothy ran down steps to find ’ a nd e . h. entertain Elsi s brother, Dr John Leig

- e R e n In the shady drawing room b low, the ever nd Gordo

M . Lee stood waiting to be announced to the college Presi ’ dent . Dr . Lee had come at the chaplain s request to con

s e duct ervices the next day, and as he wait d he felt no little tre pidation at the ide a o f pre a ching to a congregation of ‘ hypercritical college girls . Cool and collected and very

s e e profe sional he looked, howev r, as Dorothy glanc d in at the door on her way to the ’bus

“ ’ “ b e l e Sh e ai That must E si s brother , thought , he cert nly

e s c s s . answ r to her des ription, even to the glas e on his nose “

te . En ring, she accosted the young man cordially This ’ ” s ? ' is Dr . Leigh , i n t it she said and scarcely waiting for

she e his bow of assent , w nt on , I am Dorothy Page, and 1 12 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

’ I ve been se nt to talk to you . Elsie has hurt her a nkle and ’ ’ e - couldn t see you hers lf . I ll see that your suit cas e is sent to your room an d then we can go out on the cam pus and ” enjoy ourselves .

h e Mechanically t young man followed her . He was plainly puzzled . “ ” ‘ ’ Wh o ? b , , E e h—e wondered is lsie Could she the President At the seminary the men had often called ” ’ th e n Dean Tommy, but he certainly didn t expect you g

e ladies to call th ir president by her first name .

Perhaps Gordon Lee was stupid, but he had found so ’ many things that h e didn t understand in the one short year

S ra e e . ince he had g duat d, that he was b coming very humble — He had learned much, it is true, concerning Sunday schools ’ s nk and mothers meeting , but he confessed to himself fra ly that neither Hebrew nor theology offered any instruction in

u n the unaccountable ways of women, and especially this — known species the college woman .

s e Out in the sun hine, Dorothy look d up at her companion “ ’ ’ and thought, He certainly isn t like Elsie, and he s an ‘ ’ ’ ” n s s . awful stick, but I must be ice to him for Elsie ake

s e ? So she inquired we tly, Now, what would you like to do

S k Shall I how you around college, or would you li e to play ?” a game of tennis , or shall we go canoeing If the re was one thing Gordon Lee hated it was Sight n seeing, and a hot, dusty trip made ten is seem far from

e Of s a d sirable ; but the idea a cool , h dy lake appealed to

him as particularly delightful, and so he said, Suppose we ”— go canoeing, which was just what Dorothy was longing

to do .

w s In the canoe, ith a bright cu hion at her back and flecks

of sunshine falling on her dark hair, Dorothy looked very

W an d ff w a s insome, indeed, the e ect by no means lost on the A am e s . S young mini ter they chatted gaily, Gordon Lee bec

1 14 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE s ens e of hum or to s e e in their ludicrous light and to la ugh

w e n over. The shado s w re lengthening on the lake whe at h la st the tw o started back to the colle ge . On t e path they a met a girl and a man . Glancing c sually at them, Dorothy

al w ho recognized May, and with her a stranger, t l and dark, se emed much interested in his conversation and m ore so in

Ma his listener. Just at that moment y raised her eyes and then stopped still in surprise . “ ” “ e e Why, Dorothy Page, she cried, where hav you b en ? k a ll afternoon Dr . Leigh and I have loo ed everyw here for you . He was quite helpless and abandoned in this f ’ wildernes s O girls until I spied him . But I ve tried to take ’ ” your place and I hope he hasn t been bored . Why, she “ a kl dded quic y, I was almost forgetting that you two ’ ” ha dn t met !

: The usual formalities over, May went on Miss Page ’ ” m n is your sister s room ate, you k ow . “ ’ ” Are you Elsie s brother ? cried Dorothy in utter a s t onishm ent— and then turning to Gordon Lee, she de “ ” m a nde d w ho ? , Then are you

It was a trying situation, but the young minister came “ am forward gallantly, Why, I Gordon Lee, come down ” - here to preach to morrow, he said and then added fer “ ventl y, Indeed, Miss Page, I can say with the real brother ’ ” that I haven t been bored either .

The Old ladies of the congregation still speak of their “ ” m m a n inister as a saintly young , my dear , but they “ a lw a vs a added enthusi stically, and his wife is such a lovely young person, so sweet and womanly, although they do say ” she is only a college girl .

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%ong

ht e r n Little g , da cing in i Dancing n the shadows till the day is done .

Little Lady Laughter wandered far away ; Shadowed w a s the summer and the ea rth grown

- Little Lady Laughter, found I fairy wise,

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anthropology iaersus apple pies

R l “ R. PEMB OKE was eager y disc ussing the relation ” of man to his prehistoric ancestors w ith young ’ a ek in A ~ J O Grady, a promising instructor nthropol f ogy at Jef erson College .

’ w a n It s almost ten o clock at ight . Four hours earlier ’ ’ . ra r Mr and Mrs . O G dy had ar ived at the doctor s modest

s s little country hou e, where they were to Visit a few day ’ before college opened . Tired and hungry from a long day s i a journey, they were look ng forw rd, in pleasant anticipa ’ tion, to one of Mrs . Pembroke s delicious, though simple little suppers .

Th e doctor had greeted them heartily. “ ” “ My wife is in the city, he had explained, but she will be at home early in the morning . Then he had plunged into an erudite dis cussion of the development Of modern ethical ideas from those of primitive m a n.

s Tired . but polite, his guest had listened attentively, though they heartily wished he would change his theme from primitive man and his morals to modern man and hi s

nn . di er But , as the hours dragged on, the doctor grew only H the more absorbed in his subject . Supper time came . e ’ didn t know it . The clock struck eight , then nine, ten, and

s . eleven, uccessively

At am last the doctor rose . To the horror of his f ished

- nl a guests , he bade them good night , with o y an e g er assur

ance that he would continue the discussion in the morning. A few minutes later he was peacefully sleeping, utterly oblivious of the fact that he had let his guests go to bed without a bite of supper .

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down the stairs each step gave a loud and painf ul squea k .

- e Stumbling through the dining room, he f lt as if every

k hi s At article of furniture had s tepped out to bloc way. i length he reache d the pantry . Was there ever such an n f e rna lly da rk hole ? How was he going to find anything w ithout waking up half the neighborhood ? Ah ! there w a s

! A —a ! something right under his hand pie big, juicy pie How his mouth watere d at the s mell of it ! Perhaps there

l s was another one near . He felt on the she f above . Sud denl - t ke - ! tin y clat er, clatter, rac ty crash Three pans ,

n S s re bum ping past the pa try helve , fell to the floor with

a nd one S sounding din, rolled about, each giving a final lap as it settled down a t last on the floor . “ ’ ” I ve n . t in Now, do e it Caugh in the act, thought Jack

a s u a k dismay, the bulldog took p the clamor, and b r ed loud

r - enough to e u se the most a bsent minded of doctors . Sure

u w as n a . n eno gh, there a oise bove Some one was comi g down the s tairs ! Ja ek quickly threw the pie into a shallow pail his h and

n a n S hi had first e countered d lipped it over s arm . “ ’ ” “ n tha t ! t e lf . I m not goi g to lose he said to No, not for any old doctor !” l n hi s a un d u n d a d Blind y gropi g way ro he —h te for —oor which would take him out of the room somewhere a ny w here that w a s not in the direction Of the dining- room and

a Ah ! w a ! k the pproaching professor . here s one Quic ly he

Oh ! w as . se turned the knob . , the deuce It locked Tho nl footsteps were almost upon him . The o y other door would ’ l the r s ! ead straight into docto s arm Well , the window, of ’ course ! Why didn t he think of it be fore ? Frantically he in shoved up a sash a nd jumped to the sill . There below the exact spot where he had thought to land stood the bull ! dog, waiting for him

’ “ is a n t t s n It ugly set of ee you showed thi eveni g, ’ r ? thought O G a dy. But what was he to do He could hear THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 119

n - In m the doctor crossi g the dining room . a inute he would be in a nd the panty, then

a ai ! Jack felt aroun d the window . He ven be pr sed there w as a nd ! H a a shutter, strong secure e gr sped it firmly a nd pulled him self ou t j u s t a s the door opened and the doctor entered the room . “ a an Jack, Jack, climb up by the trellis, came fr tic whisper from above . k Before Marjorie had finished spea ing, her husband

- i tumbled over the window sill nto her arms . “ ” “ w a s an Well, he gasped, that a narrow escape, but , y ’ ” I ve ! a nd a m . way, got my pie he waved the p il triu phantly

a - It was a h rd earned supper they had that night, but one n n quite worth the trouble, for, as , all the eighborhood k ows , ’ the doctor s w ife m akes excellent pies . ’ DAC. 15. M . , 120 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

t he Da le of an i m prisoneo S pirit

HE last workman had put on his coat and was half way down the block ere the seriousness of my predica A ment dawned upon me . I , the spirit of Joshua dams “ w as Clarke, caught in the statue erected in loving memory ” - by his fellow townsmen to the deceased . But if I would have any one understand my tale, I must begin at the very beginning.

A b u t Joshua dams Clarke, lately deceased, had been a

- All . most worthy character . his fellow men thought so t For sixty years he had lived in Kent, loved and respec ed

And S by all who knew him . , at the age of ixty, as every h as . one to die sooner or later, he had died Then I was released from the prison which I had occupied for sixt y

. DO nk a long years not thi that I did not like Joshu Clarke,

s or that I do not consider it an honor to have been his pirit, but no self- re s pecting spirit could live in Kent for sixty years and not be at least slightly bored . For Kent is a thoroughly respectable town . It has a main street shaded And by two arching rows of elms . the main street term i nates in the square, where a fountain plays as gayly as any thing can play in Kent . On summer evenings a band plays in the square and the townfolks go down and walk around and listen to the music . This is the place to which a young

his m kl man asks girl . Between nu bers the more rec ess

s folk , usually gay youths and maidens, indulge in a soda at

r the most d u glike of drug stores . Then they all go quietly home . During the winter the church fair is the event of the season . Before the war this prosperous an d flourishing me tropolis had tw elve hundred citizens . Now it has twelve An hundred and fifty . d the last but by no means the least of it s distinctions is that a branch road of the Erie conn ects

Kent with the outer world .

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e ture . By this time the morning sun was well up and p ople “ ” “ t . ll w ere s irring We , thought I , here is a good chance if ever there was one . I will creep into the statue, through

th se e that hole in the base, and, protected from e heat , and ’ hear all that is going on in Kent . Then, too , I won t get n all dusty floating arou d in the air .

s I crept at once into the hole, and, after as uring myself

o e that it would not be cl sed in any great hurry, pass d to

ff . e the head of the e igy Here, draped comfortable ov r a

e knob of bronze, I pr pared to watch through the eyes of ’ u the sta tue the dav s doings . Evidently the fig re was the main topic of interest . First the mayor, on his way to his office, stopped on the opposite curb to inspect the work and a sk how it was getting on . From his conversation with the workmen I gleaned that a young sculptor from Ravenna was responsible for the work of art . The mayor drove on, and soon the young sculptor came to look u pon his handi

e work . He gazed with pardonable prid on the child of his if genius , and stood as enraptured, while a throng of small

s boys gathered round him , and, in awed whi pers, com All l m ent e d on his work and himself . day fo ks kept com “ a nd ing looking on the statue ; the butcher, the baker, the ” -r e candlestick make , the minister, the postmast r, the grocery

s boy, and the shoemaker, each topping a few moments to mak e a few com ments .

c The minister entirely approved of the work, espe ially

o . n s the p se of the figure, which was seated On its k ee

as rested a volume, presumably the Bible, that , excepting

Cou rier the Kent , issued weekly, was the only piece of liter

T e ature in w—hich Joshua Clarke had ever indulged . h postmas ter w ho had known the deceased from boyhood ” thought the nose a w e env bit crooked . The grocery boy gazed Open-mouthed for a few m oments and then exclaimed : l ’ ’ e . rn s Wel I ll be da ed , and he tarted workin at the sam THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 123

’ thing I m doin The shoemaker m erely remarked “ Humph for the shoe maker did not have a soul above

an d ax awls w ed threads . During the day I think every one

. a k but old Mrs Humphries, who was bedridden, c me to loo

n - upo the counterpart of their erstwhile fellow citiz en . ’ At se about one o clock I felt sleepy, and stretched my lf “ across the Holy Bible for a short nap . But sleep , gentle ” sleep was too pow erful and it was five hours later that I “ w m was a akened by the voice of a work an saying, Well , ’ ” e all . f llows, we re through much sooner than we expected n nl I haste ed to the foot of the statue, o y to escape being nk ff n cemented in the last chi in my e ort for freedom . I the flew w ildly over the whole interio r of Joshua Adams Clarke ; there w a s not the slighte st crack through which I could escape . I was Shut in. For over an hour I sat

m n A a n re du fou ded in the heel of his boot . fter h vi g so ’ ce ntl a y been freed from sixty years of Cl rke s company, to be doomed to endless years in the company of his statue ! In life he had been dull enough ; in bronz e what would he be ? That night was the most uncomfortable one in m y w hole ’ m n ca reer . The strains of Sousa s arches played by the ba d

s e in the squa re no longer charmed me . I floated re tl ssly n n m m up and dow the hollow i terior, searching for a gli er of light to Show me a way of escape ; a nd when a t nine ’ O n and th clock the ba d ceased e light went out, I was still

At m a n a prisoner . the first faint glim er of d w I was a gain

all n. at my search, but in vai ’ At four 0 clock tha t afternoon the crowd be gan to ga ther

w At - to itness the unveiling of the figure . four thirty the “ ” school chi ldren m arched into the square s1nging Am erica . Following them ca me the mayor a nd the various town

oflic ia ls . all a n When had come, the m yor, mou ting the ’ s a a speaker box midst an impressive silence, beg n speech t hat w ill live in my memory forever 124 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

Friends and Fe llow- Citizens : We are gathered here to

n s - n a witness the u veiling of thi effigy of our fellow tow sm n,

Joshua Adams Clarks . He was indeed deserving of the tribute . Never did this city of ours have a more worthy

. m l w h citizen His emory wil remain ith us forever, thoug his S n an d e pirit has now mou ted to realms above floats, fre ” from the cares of life, in the ethereal skies .

he Then continued for an hour or more eulogizing me, “ ” - An the spirit of his beloved fellow man . d all the while

z e fii I was raging up and down the bron e gy , seeking to “ ” escape that I might in truth mount to realms above .

at S an Then, a given ignal , the veil fell, the b d boomed forth,

and the people cheered both long and loud, the event was over . One by one the crowd wended their way homewa rd “ ” i and left the statue of a true citizen alone in t s glory. in Many years have elapsed since that day . Sometime

an the future there may come earthquake, or a charge of dynamite may go off in the square, and I may be liberated ;

l th ns but un ess something of e kind happe , I am sure I

z Shall stay Shut in this hollow bron e for the rest of time . For never will the twelve hu ndred and fifty citizens of Kent

u allow the statue, nveiled with so great ceremony, to come harm in any ordinary manner . ’ R. . 1 5. M ,

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a D uestion of Dstracistn

HE children had asked me to help them with the ir

- w as l n b . Sunday school lesson, which the ook of Job

W e a t the got along pretty well first, but while I read selected pa rt out of the Bible I realiz ed it w as quite beyond them ( as might b e expected) . “ ! ! ” Ouch, oh Danie is pinching me

S Danie, leave your ister alone ; listen and se e what hap n pened in Job when they did wrong, I said encouragi gly ‘ k ’ and the wic ed were condemne d to live with ostriches . “ ’ ? an d Live with ostriches Oh, how awful, I bet they d peck him like everything . “ I believe you have had about as much of this as you ” “ can grasp, I remarked . Suppose you recite your cate chism, now .

ew This done, the children demanded a story as a r ard, for they really knew it quite well . “ V . e ery well, a story it shall be It will be about a littl ” Six Old. boy, five or years “ They joined in a chorus of, Oh , go on then . “ The boy’s name was Jottie

0 k . N , have it Jack li e mine “ ’ n Now, I m not going to tell you his wo derful adventures ” if you interrupt . “ ’ ” ’ ” We ? won t, said Susan, go on ; what d he do “ I took a long breath and commenced : Jottie had been

Of very bad, and the king his country told him he must go and live with the ostriches . ’ ” ! . Oh, he s Job in disguise announced Jack ” all . h No, Jack, not at ; how naughty of you Thoug t k to I ook my suggestion from Job, Jack was too quic follow it up . THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 127

on s in Well, Jottie had only seen e o trich his life and

Zo o e that was at the Bronx , and it app ared to be a very k u n . congenial bird However, he decided to ma e the best ll of it, when the ostrich ca ed for him the next morning, as A the king said it would . t half past fi ve the ne xt morning

e n all k J ttie crept dow while the grown fol s were asleep , to

s n m see if the o trich had ventured out such a dark, rai y orn

w a s a nd w orte ing, but there it pacing up do n under the p

c ochere .

‘ ’ hl ‘ ’ n Hurry up , it said, peevis y, I ve bee here for ’ twenty minutes and my toes are ab out to freeze . ‘ ’ ’ I m all ready now ; what shall I do ? ’ a Why get on my b ck from the top of the steps there , it said crossly . ‘ ’ ‘ ’ Oh, yes, of course, said Jottie , how nice, and then —‘ think ing to pacify the creature he said your back will ’ ’ a ? be regular feather bed, won t it Jottie saw at once

a SO th t this flattered the ostrich immensely, he continued all ‘ too rashly— and your neck like a bed- post that I can hang ’ on to , like when I get the nightmare . ‘ ’ w a k Well , it all depends on the y you loo at it, said the creature as it hurried along, now intent upon covering as much ground as poss ible in a Short time . ‘ ’ ’ ? r Where re we going asked Jottie after a long inte val , as the ostrich dashed along the foggy streets and roads ; houses were becoming fewer now, too . ‘ ’ To a warmer place, snapped the bird . ’ ’ A r ? Oh , yes , you live in Egypt or f ica, don t you Not unless we want to ; s ome of us live o n farms in different places . Our family happens to live in the desert ’ a . of Meg era, near here ’ ’ a n Oh , I didn t know there were y deserts near here, said Jottie surprised . ‘ ’ e s Well , that doesn t pr vent them from being here, doe 128 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGZ ZINE

’ and s Oh, no , of course not, Jottie was ubdued for a long time . ‘ ’ t s . You cer ainly run fa t, hazarded Jottie after a while I took the Ma rathon cup in 149 6 ; ran twenty- Six miles ’ in one hour . ‘ ’ Old ! Oh, my, you must be ‘W ? ’ ell , what does that prove

Old w That people could run very fast if they anted to, ’ I suppose, said Jottie . ‘ ’ i Bright child , exclaimed the ostr ch with evident ‘ ’

. a s . pleasure We are coming near the desert now , you see ‘ ’ ‘ I see, said Jottie , oh , these palm trees are lots bigger n than those I saw I Florida with mother last year . The ’ ’ m nk e ? o eys won t bit , will they ‘ ’ S al th e No ; I h l speak to them about it , said ostrich t ‘ impor antly, and then you need not be at all afraid of ’ them . ‘ e ! Oh, look, see all that dust ov r there It looks like a lot of men coming on horseback ; you can see their spea rs shining in the sun " ‘My plumes and peanut—park ! ’ cried the ostrich in a ‘ - Th e A ! ! horror stricken tone . rabs They will pursue us Wait ! ’ “ With that the great bird buried his head in the sand . ‘ ’ ’ ‘ t e Now, hat s so silly, shrieked Jotti . You things

always do that when you might just run fast and escape, ’ easy enough . ‘ ’ ‘ s n Shut up , snorted the ostrich, thi is our u derground telephone system ; if there is anybody ne ar enough I c a n ’ summon him to our rescue . “ Several minutes of silent waiting ensued and Jottie’s hair stood on end as he saw the awful Arabs coming w rapidly do n upon them . They all rode beautiful, small ,

e black hors s ; the tall, graceful , turbaned figures appeared

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’ s w a s i her . The madame o trich laugh ng at her children s

r s e s p ank , for they wer eating oranges , wallowing them

w a s u whole ; it a fascinating proceeding, because you co ld

r e see the separate o ang s as they bulged out their long, thin

s necks . It was really a pleasant little dome tic circle, but th e minute the young birds saw Jottie they ran away to hide . —‘ Jottie made a most profound bow Your husband is ’ e e him Very ill , near h r , and has sent me to bring you to . ‘ O Heave n ! has William gotten another heat stroke ? ! A V l ! ’ Children, come with me mestra, aleria, come quick y

e s e c r S Ther upon the girl cam ba k, fo getting all hyness in their anxiety for their father .

u a w a s They all h rried to the pl ce, but it plain to be seen

e that the ostrich was e xpiring . I can not describ the pain — ful sc ene doctors were summoned from all the ne ighbor

t e ing rib s, and the chiefs came to give advice, but all in h . T e vain v seemed to forget about Jottie, so he sat and

c c c an wat hed them, and su ked away at a big oco ut he had found .

“ ‘ i e l Sudde nly Jott e he ard th m ta king about him . Lady ’ Plu m e kins Gwendolin , said the chief to the wife of the ‘ e s e e - c dec a ed, you will have to k p that man hild in your fam ily ; of course the king of his country only s e nt him

t w o s here for week , but none of us know where he came

m d w a s n fro and your worthy husban our only om ibus , now w e Sh a ll have to train another ; unfortunately none of us eve n know our w a y about the particular city from which

e e in the c hild came . He must stay h r ; I hope he will not

e e e w e conveni nc you too much, but, madam , can not risk sending one of our couri e rs out who doe s not kn ow his way

Y u e w e . o about, for would surely be caught r member

R e e King oderigo said, if we w re caught he could not def nd

e o nlv us , becaus it is as a special favor that he gives us THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 131 — permis sion to carry aw ay naughty boys so that w e c an amuse ourselves and perhaps le arn a few useful things from — the m but if we were discovered in the cities we are lost . “ ” He can not disclose his plan, for it is not legal , as he ’ calls it . “ i A r‘ e Jott e was horribly frightened . t first h e had garded the secret mess age from King Roderigo a s rather

s k e b u t a joke ; of cour e he new that he had b en naughty, the punishm e nt which th e king had meted out seemed quite

e r f — interesting. Things w e a dif erent aspect now he must spend all his life here ; horrible ! He thought Of the com f o rt a ble — w a s k home his mother probably crying, thin ing he had run o ff w ith naughty boys again . “ k Well, to ma e a long story short, Jottie lived with the

c . W ostri hes many, many years He entirely forgot here his

w a s s home , for he was only six years old when the o trich

first took him away, you see . It is true he had taught the ostriches many things ; he took care of them when they were hurt and they were very kind to Jottie . “ One day Jottie suggested to a crowd of ga—y young ostriches that they Should go to the nearest city before sunrise, as was the custom when they Visited the haunts of man . Here they would go in search of great adventures an d m ake great heroes of themselves . Jottie rode on first one ostrich and then another, but though they traveled very fast it was evening before they reached even the suburbs

t he . of city They went very slowly now, waiting until the darknes s should hide them . The moon glowed large and

an d red at the horizon, the strange company moved silently,

O s m lu xu ro u s k b ervantly along, now a id the par s of Villas,

now k am - n and s irting the cr ped, evil smelling tow s of the poor . The spirit of adventure was a bit subdued after the long day of travel without food or water . Jottie brought things to a crisis by guiding his companions into a par 132 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

An a k t icula rly mag nificent park. rtificially ma de la e A a shim mered beneath the stately royal palms . m rble

- w A landing place a s lighted by torches borne by slaves . barge had just come to a mooring here and many gayly dresse d courtiers moved to and fro from the water to Vine clad pergolas . “ an d s a solem l nk Jottie the five ostriche adv nced y to dri ,

S hl but the creatures halted at the ight of a beautiful, ric y gowned woman, who made the center of a group of courtiers alighting from the barge . Jottie approached her undis

m . kn su n ayed Now, you must ow, Jottie was a handsome,

w n u s an browned youth, but ild in appeara ce beca e of his sc ty i dress and confused cr es and gestures . The queen, for so she was , halted, to try to comprehend —his wishes . She com m a nde d food and drink to be brought he would not touch it, but stamped upon the ground ; thereupon the ostriches approached and devoured the food eagerly . The queen,

a m m m . azed, co anded more to be brought Great crowds of her courtiers were now gathering ; they went into ecstas ies of de light and fear over the awkward movements of the

s . d ns ostriche Jottie, please to have his companio well treated ‘ ’ — w a and appreciated, asked them to play leap frog the y they did at home before retiring—the ostriches gladly acquiesced, and shrieking crowds regarded them cover

e - tw nty four or e ight feet at a bound . “ When the great creatures finished their trick s and games a sudden panic seized them, which Jottie has not been able to explain to this day ; but they fled, apparently too terrified even to stop for Jottie, and there he was, left alone among i o . H s hi his people once m re people, yet not s people, for he could not speak in their tongue nor were they habited

. a al as he The crowds moved gr du ly away, laughing ; they — — threw something at him in scorn he thought and it

k e e tin led as it f ll on the marble walk . He stam ped his bar

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as Dthers S ee

UCRETIA KATHERINE ARKWRIGHT was her

e . in name, but she was n ver called by it From her

she a fancy had been Lucy and, although she h ted diminutives , Lucy she remained .

Although psychologists are loud in the ir emphasis on the

u m infl ences of environ ent, very little has been said of the f e fect of personal appearance on character . Had Lucy been tall and stately she probably would ha ve retained the

d e . ignifi d appellation, Lucretia She might also have developed a more as sertive and self- reliant mann er ; b u t s ince she was extremely tiny, although possessed of a mind active enough to see her own way through the world, no one ever credited her with enough s trengt h either of body or

Spirit to take care of herself . Her father had pampered and petted her as if she had been a doll, and when she reached the age of womanhood, the world at large insisted on treat ing her in the same indulgent and somewhat superior

s o e fashion . Lucy had far develop d the habit of responding to the petting bestowed upon her that it never occurred to h e r to resent it . Yet sometimes she did wish in a vague way that people would treat her more like a woman . But she was powe rless to change the rOle as s igned her by her

e world , and would have res nted any attempts to convict it

s e m of fal j u dg ent . It was Lucy’s air of innocent helplessness whi ch charmed

He ff W s John Marshall . was a big, blu doctor, very i e in — a e . his profession good judg of men, but not of women

h is S Lucy was Visiting ister Sara , when the doctor first saw

e . her . He came hom one cold, bitter night after a hard day

t As of bat ling with sickness . he drew near the blazing fire THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 135 in the library he was not displeased to find two well-gowne d

ai — A women aw ting him his sister and Lucy . very brilliant a nd over-vivacious woman would have tired him in his ’ present state of mental fatigue . Lucy s childish playful ness a mused him .

A s fter the fir t meeting, Lucy was always careful to study hi i s moods and fall n with them . She noticed that he liked

o to feel his strength , theref re she made herself more depend ent and appealing than e ver . For this no one mus t blame her . Is not tact supposed to be the highest virtue a woman c a n 1 possess, and what s tact but the ability to act as one is supposed to on any given occasion ? The fact that Lucy soon became very much in love with Dr . Marshall increased her desire to pleas e him . The doctor had always h a d very firm ideas Of just what kind of a woman he wanted for his wife . These ideas he

m t drew from the emory of his mother, who had been a mos

- brilliant and strong minded woman. Thus at first the idea

s w of Lucy as a po sible ife never occurred to him, although he grew more an d more depende nt upon her society for

ul amusement, but he wo d have laughed at the idea of him

l —a s — se f great , trong man being dependent upon little, helpless Lucy .

fi e ld However, fortunately for Lucy , a rival entered the

- a callow, red cheeked youth whom the girl secretly despised . w an d But hether from pure good nature, or from deep crafty

k th e design, Lucy concealed this disli e from doctor, who ’ grew more and more u neasy as the youth s visits increased .

n b e Finally, one evening Lucy came dow almost hidden

nl n s a l hind a mammoth and ungai y bu ch of ro es , which,

s though they made her seriou ly uncomfortable, she had ’ an d sh e determined to wear for the doctor s benefit, w a s ext remely careful to mention that they were the gi ft of

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s e a to e her gaze lovingly into the red blossoms, and he m de some disparaging remark in regard to the donor. Lucy

e e look d innocently grieved, at which the doctor becam still

e e . s ff mor h ated Finally, the rose had their e ect, and Lucy,

a s c . s radi ntly happy, promi ed to be ome Mrs Mar hall . The next day she took leave of Sara Marshall and re

e d h e r turn to her own home, her head filled with plans for

r c mar iage . The do tor called very often and at first seemed

fi a ncée te . w a to his absolu ly perfect One evening, ho ever, feeling of dis satisfaction crept into her mind . She had

e i n be n out, and when she came nto the library she fou d the

e e S doctor de p in conv rsation with her younger ister, Eliza i beth . The two were d scu ssing a home for orphan s in

e whic h the doctor was much int rested . Both Lucy and Elizabeth knew th e matron of the home and a great deal a th e re bout work done there, but when Lucy made some it n in mark about , the doctor, smili g half quizzically, half du l e ntl d g y, sai “ ’ a n That s right, little girl ; take an interest in the orph s, and went on talking to Elizabeth about the plans of some new buildings for the institution . “ ” e . I have studied architecture, said Lucy, v ry seriously

The doctor looked over at the tiny face with its big, ”

. Wh al ! solemn, Violet eyes at a wise little wife I sh l have

s . he aid with a caressing laugh Lucy laughed too, although

h e s e e S . her ch eks burned, and cla p d her hands indignantly

A e ft r the doctor had gone she, for a long time, sat gazing

r Sh S into the fi e . Then e went lowly upstairs to her room and sat down in front of her mirror, leaning her face on her

s . s o hand In pite of the frown that knit her br ws, what she

r saw was very pleasant to look upon . It was a ve y small, delicately oval face, framed in black, curly hair of which little tendrils clung lovingly around the dainty ears . The

- an d a n soft violet colored eyes were large and round, had

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’ n i ’ Don t frow at me, I m the little g rl you re going to ’ m arry ! Won t we have fun playing house together ? I hope you will have a nurse and a governess to take care of ’ ” Yo u lf me . know I m too little to look out for myse . After li sping this speech Lucy pa used and began to m i caress her doll . The doctor s led weakly and fingered his

a . be hi s mag zine He had never en nervous before, but mas cu line strength had never been called upon to cope with a Situation like this . “ ” ? 1 Do you like my doll queried the child, na vely .

The doctor w a s getting more befuddled . Could it be that Lucy had lost her s e nses ? “ ’ ?” Are m m . you Lucy, or aren t you he sta ered ’ ’ — ” - Wh . fi an c ée y, yes , I m Lucy I m your , she pretended

c that she could not pronoun e such a long word . But you ’ al called me your little girl , so I thought I d be a re little ’ ” ? r girl . You like little girls, don t you Her eyes were ve y

W e . ide and app aling, but the doctor was getting angry “ ’ ” e a ll ? For heaven s sak , Lucy, what is this about For the first time he had laid a s ide that tantalizingly i caressing tone . Lucy noticed t and felt that she had gained ground ; th e consciousness Of this made her eyes sparkle and her cheeks flu s h . ” “ ’ S Mea n ? she said . It means that I m howing you a s what you se em to think I am . Every day you treat me ” s thi As sh e muc h like a child as if I were dre sed s way. Spoke she became more excited and stepped nearer to the doctor . “ ’ ’ r It isn t tha t I mind being petted pe petually . It isn t ’ that I don t think you a re stronger and k now more than I

do, for you are older and have had more experience . But ’ you seem to think that I kn ow nothing. You won t even

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’ ’ kn . not . You do, and you ow it But you re I don t ’ Of n t—b pretend to be a wonder womanly merit . I m o u t ’ f I ve kept this house for ather now for five years , and I — have some education really ! I almost think I might teach ’ — school if I weren t going to marry you just to s how you ’ that I could do it . I didn t mind s o much when other people ’ ’ a . n treated me as a child, but from you I can t be r it Wo t ” you believe that I am a w oman ?

She stood opposite the doctor now, so near that he reached out and took her hands . Will you be satisfied when I tell you that you are the ?” most wonderful woman in the world he s aid .

Sh e She pretended to be contented , but inwardly sighed,

s he for had wanted, not exaggerated praises , but a sincere recognition of her womanlines s .

A A A

a D ream

the s I dreamed of moonlight in fore t gloom, n Of trees that murmur in the eveni g wind,

m Of flowers that in the dusk of midnight bloo , Of fairies in a n e lfi n dance entwined ;

And you, the queen of fairyland, were there,

S t In ilver sheen of moonlight sof arrayed, The diamond glint of dewdrops in y ou r hair ;

And hand in hand with nymphs and elve s we played . There has been some dissatisfaction among the students because the faculty has correcte d a typographical error in

the catalogue, according to which the spring Va ca ion t . holidays were scheduled to begin on the thir

t e e nth instead of the fifteenth of March . The faculty decided to give the usual ten days instead of the two weeks set forth in the catalogue . Those who com plained at the apparent shortening of the holidays have evi dently not given much thought to the reasons W hy the usual t vacation of ten days should not be ex ended . Sweet Briar begins later and clos es earlier than any ’ woman s college in the North ; yet the students here wish to make good the claim that as much work is done here as at any of the larger institutions of the country . It is , there

a e fore, evident th t the only way to accomplish the requisit am ount of work is by having fewer va cations during the

W a college ye ar . hen it is question of upholding the

s S o not academic tandard of Sweet Briar, her students h uld complain of the curtailment of a few days from a generous

i a Spring vacation . This s situation in which college spirit

m should overcome a ny personal disappoint ent . A

As a result of the complex and exacting duties of college

Of life, the students Sweet Briar find very little time for

e m reading outside the coll ge curriculu , but A New every s tudent realizes that an intelligent S ria l S r e to y. acqu aintance with modern literature is ne ce s sary to the young woman who would be broadly educated in the true sense of the word . It is for this rea son that the editors w ish to call attention to the story

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QErchanges

W e fled ith the days of February gone , xaminations have and the m agazine s a re much more cheerful reading Since “ ” “ ” the last unhappy rhyme on cra ms and flu nks vanished from their col u mns .

” A e e A not of gladn ss is struck in mbition, the opening

e Th e Ra ndo l h - Ma con Monthl po m of p y for February, but

e on pen trating further into the magazine, the air grows

s dark and heavy w ith the hadow of Poe . Of the three “ ” stories in this number, two , The Living Dead Man and “ ” B t an The Black ird, are remo e descend ts of The Black ” “ a s Cat, witness one of the opening paragraphs of The ” “ B : Black ird Suddenly, I found myself near an ancient,

s s dilapidated castle, who e mossy base bored it elf in the dark

- r mirror of a j et black tarn, which held its su face to the blue vault u ndisturbed save by the Shadow of s ome weary bird ” ff fi tf u ll . flitting y over The fine , romantic e ect of the castle

s re is somewhat di turbed by the information, given in the p

it e e S V . ceding paragraph, that is situat d n ar urry, irginia

Among college magazine essays there are three main — e s al types the essay s lected from hi torical literary materi ,

e e m e n that which d als with cont mporary or events, and the

n s be t miscella eous e say, which may on any subjec under the h ’ t e . sun, or in author s experience In the first class , though

c s - s n ne e sarily drawn from well worked field , it ofte seems a s if the writer had overlooked interesting poss ibilities of ” Th e hackneyed sources . essay, The Lady of His Mind,

The Va ssa r Mis ce lla n in y for February , is a good example THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 143 of what can be done with the development of a seldom dis

-k As O cussed phase of a well nown period . the pening sen “ e s discus so n w a s t nce announce , it is a of how satisfactory the function of the sixt eenth century lady in the cult of ” a s Platonic love , ubject which has human interest and Shows that in digging in the past it is not always ne cessary to unearth dry bones . In an old college there are many poss ibilities f o r es says on the lives and deeds of men who

e u have in some way b en in to ch with that college . Such is “ ” the e s s a v on William Barton Rogers in the February

Th e Willia m a Ma r Lite ra r i number of nd y y Ma ga z ne . In the sam e Va s s a r Mis ce lla ny t h e essay on The Balancers W W ” i Father illiam , Oscar ilde, and Bernard Shaw, wh le

s limited in its discussion, is a clever and consistent critici m “ s e of the two author , and the g ntleman who balanced an eel ” on the end of his nose .

Since s erial stori e s seldom appear in college magazines it is unusual to find s everal a mong the issues of one month . “ Sm ith One of these , The Submerged Half, is begun in the

th e Co lle ge Monthly for February . The story opens with hone vm o on of a young couple of which the wife is the su b ” m e erged half, a situation which promises int resting development . The characterization is good One of the best-written Short stories Of the month is The Lonesome ” Girl in Th e Unive rsity of Virginia Ma ga z ine for February . “ ” e A Equally good in anoth r vein is melia , in the February

Va r A s sa Mis ce lla n . y The characters of melia , her mother,

he r a and lover, have an individuality that does not lways characterize the pers ona ges of a college story . The style

l is e s S c ever and a y, and the amusing ituations arising from the a ttempts of the hero and heroine to s ustain a sporting character they do not possess have an unforced humor . 144 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

i The poetry of th s month, as a whole, keeps to the average “A without any striking variations above or below it . Lover ” in Dalmatia in th e Febru ary issue of The Unive rsity of

Vir inia Ma a z ine — n g g paints four pictures market morni g,

in S ola t o an d ca fe . noon p , a twilight song, a late at night

As e s m a s rie of studies , it is ad irable in giving the color and atmosphere of each . The February num ber of The Rich “ ” m ond Co llege Mess enge r has A Love Song that is unusual

- in its we ll sustained rhythm and emotions . The first verse runs a s follows

Blue of the infinite far,

Of m S s Blue the sunny sum er kie , A nd dreaming depths of blue beyond the unseen star .

e But not so tend r as the blue in tiny veins above her eyes ,

W e w Oh, not so itching as the blu ithin the laughter ” of her eyes .

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back upon the pres entation of The Knight of the Burning ” Pestle at Sweet Bri ar . T 1 3. M . . ,

CAST

Speaker of the Prolog u e ELIZABETH FRANKE A Citizen HELEN LAMFROM KATHERINE MIZE

R A e OROTH A ACE alph, His pprentic D Y W LL First Boy MARGARET S TAL EY Second Boy D ELIA LINDSAY

Ve ntu re w e ll AR ON A AMARA , a Merchant M I D C Hum phrey EUNIC E PRITC HETT Me rrytho u ght LUC IL E MARSHALL Jasl er HAZEL MARSHALL H1S Sons Micli a e l REB EC C A W HITE

A RNA R ER Tim, His pprentice E D IV Host MARGARET S TAL EY Tapste r NELLE KELL ER Barber

a Ve ntu re w e ll AR A E RAMMER Luce, D ughter of M Y P G G MMER Mistress Me rryt hought D OROTHY GRA

Pom iona p , Daughter of the King of Moldavia CORINNE LOEB

Gentlemen Sitting upon the Stage — S C ENE London and the Neighboring Country , excepting A IV ct , Scene II , where it is in Moldavia

COMhIITTEE

N ERTON MARY PI K , Chairman CLARE ERC K D ELIA LINDSAY

MERRY J ESTER REPRESENTATIVES

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’ young W o m en s QLhristian association

On February 1 6th the Christian Association sent four delegates to attend the Student Council h e ld at Randolph ’ Va . e Macon Woman s College , Lynchburg, The conf rence i 9th F lasted until the of ebruary. It was attended by dele gates from all the Virginia women ’s schools and colleges

an A having a Christi ssociation . It is hard to give an idea of the inspiration and pleasure derived from such a gather A ing . part from the help given along the technical organi z a tio n A ns fi e t of the ssociation, by mea of which more ef ci n work is done, much was gained from the addresses made by the secretaries who are the directors of the work throughout t the whole country . There were three secretaries presen from the National Board in New York . These women, who — have given their lives to serving others to bettering social l and religious conditions in the factory, the city, the mil — town, and the country brought most forcibly before the con ference the opportunities and need for help from those who f enter life equipped by a college education . Ef icient workers

d s are demanded in every phase of work to ay, and thi is true in philanthropic or social work as well as in business . The delegates left the council filled with an enthusiasm for

c - servi e, and a trust that all things done for our fellow men result not only in a betterment of their welfare and the

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athletic Ja m es

This year baseball has bee n t aken up at Sweet Briar more

s enthu iastically than any other sport . The committee, com I R He le n posed of Frances ichardson (chairman) , Pennock, a d Grace M rtin and Margaret Duvall , has or ered bats , “ ” e al a nd hard balls , glov s , masks and bases from Sp ding, h a s s e lected the field opposite the Acade mic Building for

A - fi ve the diamond . bout seventy girls signed up for the “ ” S m e — pring season Good at rial for baseball heavy hitters , “ ”— base sliders , and fancy twirlers came out to play last

s e week and showed that good , fast team can be develop d

p with ste a dv practice . In all robability there will be a big

B . . S game on the morning of Field Day, when S will be awarded . Every one ought to turn out and try for the teams ! nk The Field Day Committee, with Elizabeth Fra e at the

h as e head, , as yet, been unable to mak definite arrangements

th e e . for College Me t Practice will begin, however, just as

a W e s the . i soon grounds can be used hope that, w th the a id m of the splendid new aterial, the College can maintain ’ s e no t s . la t year s r cords , if surpa s them

The Committee of the Boat Club, Clare Erck (chairman) ,

B n R an d R h a s er ice ichardson uth Swan, undertaken new improve ments down at th e lake . Three new boats have

e . A t arriv d , making in all seven boats fit for use tower raf A is to be built and the pen and boat house enlarged . fter

e these improvements hav been made, the lake will be in s plendid condition for Lake Day .

Girls intere sted in golf should s peak of it to one of the Golf

a Committee, consisting of Dorothy T rbell (chairman) ,

Hazel Marshall and Elsie Lloyd .

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Qt ollege Dopics

The concert cours e for 1 91 2 opened January 20th with a Violin recital by Maude Powell . Madame Powell is a f a vo r1t e e r e e , having giv n a ecital at Sw et Briar Coll ge for A a s . s the last three ye r every one knows, she is one of the

s - most famous Violini ts of to day . The program was as follows

MAUDE POW ELL

Wie nia w 's hi 22 Concerto D Minor, Op .

A o ra I . llegro M de t e R II . omance

a la Zu i a ra III . Finale g

Moz a rt a . Rondo G Major ’ li Ha flne r (From the suite written for E j . s wedding in Co le ridge - Ta ylor P ow e ll De ep River Bra h m s -J oa chim Two Hungarian D an ces A Major and D Minor Bra hm s Rhaps odie G Minor Piano Solo S chu b e rt Ave Maria

Gilbe rt . Sh e rz o (Paducah, Ky )

Sa ra sa te . V Spanish Dance, No III A

22nd On Monday, January , Sweet Briar listened to a

. o ds lecture by Mrs . Margaret Woods Mrs . W o lectured on Oxford, a subject about which she is naturally well

r . informed , as her husband was formerly the Dean of T inity

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. . k life Mrs Woods is well nown in the literary w orld . Her lecture consisted of various incidents in her acquaintance

R nn r with Browning, uskin and Te yson, besides desc iptions of Oxford and its colleges . Her remarks were illustrated by stereopticon Views . A

24th a On the afternoon of January , Miss Sparrow g ve a tea in honor of Mrs . Woods . A

“ ” - On th e same eveni ng the Sorrel Top Club gave a dinner .

The decorations and the costumes were very properly red . A

27th R “ On Saturday, January , the ipplers presented The

m Knight of the Burni ng Pestle . The perfor ance was fol lowed by a party at the Tea House . A

’ 5th e e n On February , the Junior Class gav an evening s t e rt a inm ent to obtain funds for their class gift to the College next year . The class Showed their dramatic ability to greater a dva n tage than ever before, for they both wrote and acted the “ ” m Of curtain raiser, which took the for of a version ’ u nio r s e Chanticleer, with the Peacock, the J class mblem,

h r e e . as The songs , written by Mary Pinkerton and Susie ff “ ” Slaughter, were very e ectively set to Quaker Girl music , and were sung by a chorus of Freshman roses . The cast is as follows

The Peacock ( a Junior) MAY O THAC H The Peahen ( a Freshman) SUSIE SLAUGHTER R C HAR SON The Blackbird ( a Senior) B . I D ARSHA The Cat ( a Sophomore) L . M LL

- R W H TE The Chick ( a Sub Fres hman) . I 152 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

“ The play, entitled The Elopement of Ellen, was a great succe ss . The Parson (played by Helen La m f ro m ) had such good motives , but such poor nerves, that he e nlisted our sympathies as well as laughte r . W e hope he found a suit

s . able text to oothe his broken heart The busy housewife, “ though her husband was prompted to call h e r a match

e a e mak r, was veritabl domestic wonder . June w a s so natural and lovable that Bob would surely have fallen in

h e r a s e n love with he peeped from b hind the curtain, eve ’ ’ e if he hadn t been smitt n already . Dorothy s beauty and W insome ways would have a roused tragic emotions in a “ m s s b uch le s uscepti le man than Max, even though other ” wise engage d .

8th A A On February , lice Swain and Hester nderson A g ave a tea for Marion Yerkes and Florence nderson .

1 7th On the evening of February , the Student Govern m ent Association gave its first annual re cept ion to the

. ak a s faculty In order to m e it informal as possible, cleverly worked out charades were chos e n to be the main “ ” s feature of the program . The Bride of Lammermoor w a one of the prettiest as well as one of the most humorous . “ s The bride was impersonated by Mi s Dew, while Miss Tyler cheerfully received a sound beating for the sake of “ a . L mmermoor Miss Hayes , quite contrary to her usual “ al s manner of t king, assumed a most attractive li p in The ” Fair Maid of Perth (purse) .

The faculty chose the word profile as a charade . The ’ w a s b first syllable represented by a woman s de ating society,

s in which Miss Noyes , after li tening to the various sub j e ct s for debate proposed by the different members of the “ ” “ club, thoroughly jumbled up her pros and cons . The

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l 6th V R On Friday, February , irginia obertson, Eliza

ak an d beth B er, Eugenia Culberson, Kate Osborne attended a dance at V . M . I . On the following day Rebecca Stout and Elizabeth An derson went to a dance at Woodberry

College . A

20th On Tuesday, February , Miss Carroll chaperoned

Buffi n ton a Eugenia g , Mayo Thach, Emmy Thomas , Deli

R a lonick A Lindsay, Frances ichardson, Helen J , delaide A Hempstead, Sarah Browne, lice Moseley, Eloise Orme,

Cynthia Magee, Nancy Schmelz, and Elizabeth Green to the fancy dress ball at Washingt on and Lee . D irectory of S weet D riar QlZolIege

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I read of Life in a book of brass ; I w ' slept above the page, and oke

To see, far down the causeway pass ,

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%b akespzare’s D evelopm ent in i mages?

T is not probable that either the Eliz a bethan dramatist

or his audie nce had any fixed definition of trag e dy .

Such a definition, the product of modern critical study, is s e l e , however, e s ntial to a fu l und rstanding of Shakes ’ e peare s development in trag dy .

. U Mr Baker, of Harvard niversity, an eminent dramatic “ e s critic, defin s tragedy as a sequence of incident or episodes so pres ented a s to emphasize w ith seriousness their causal ” ’

. . e w relationship Mr Bradl y, another riter on Shakespeare s “ g ns dramatic art , describes tra edy as a story of human actio , producing exceptional calamity and ending in the de ath of ” h e e . dm t e the hero but, unlik Mr Baker , he a its l gitimacy of a small element of chance in the de velopment of the plot .

s e e He acknowledge , how v r , that if chance enters much into

s e the action of the play, the logical quence of events is inter ru t e d p , and melodrama instead of tragedy results . ff This , then, is the essential di erence between tragedy and melodrama—melodrama attains its eff ects through exter na ls and accidents , while trag edy deals with characters , motives , and the great principles of cause and effect . Hence, melodrama is more sensational and less true to life . Judg ing by this standard we shall s e e that Shakespeare was the

e first English dramatist to writ real tragedy, and though

e dramas before his time bore that name, th y were in reality either chronicle plays or melodramas .

a Therefore, we see that the essential element in tr g edy in a sequence of events causally related , leading up to an evitable catastrophe . The characters are usually of high

s a rank, great material pro perity , and extraordinary ttain m e ents , in order that the spectacl e of th ir misfortunes may

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e s a convention, yet its influence is s en in an increa e of delic cy and decorum in the dram a . The introduction of the love story through the Latin tragedy also tended to soften the

n m the . ofte ti es coarse plots of English plays Perhaps , ’ e however, S neca s greatest gift to English tragedy consists in certain characters which appe ar again and again through out Elizabethan drama . Such characters as the faithful and

n e amusing serva t, the nurs , the ghost, and the confidante,

Shakespeare borrowed from Seneca . “ Gorb o du c , which is usually known as the first Eliza ” bethan tragedy, and which is the first English play written

e ff in blank verse, was the dir ct o spring of Senecan influence . 1 565 Immediately after its appearance in , and until about 1 570 , numerous other direct imitations of Seneca were written . In none of these was the true element of tragedy ,

A s a . t the feeling of c use and effect, evident lmo t all of hem

w . ere bloody, revolting, and sensational

After 1 570 the English trage dy began to assume it s

c e s s national chara t ri tic , and to disregard the hard and fast

a classic technique of the pl ys based on Latin mode ls . That th e English drama diverge d s o far from the Latin standard is no doubt due to th e growt h of an intens e national

. w a s s spirit in England It a time of strong pa sions , vivid

e and unrestrain d imagination, and unbounded ambition, and all of these ele ments appear in the first distinctly English dramas .

The s o - called tragedies which appeared between 1 570 and 1 590 are classed by Profes s or Ashley Thorndike in thre e de

s a s 1 2 nomination ( ) the chronicle plays, ( ) the revenge

3 a type of tragedy, ( ) the heroic type of tragedy cre ted by

Marlowe .

e e m It must not be thought , howev r, that th se three for s

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lapped each other, and almost every tragedy contained ele ments of at least two of them .

When Shakespeare e ntered the theatrical arena Kyd had

S a nis h Tra e d clearly defined the drama of revenge in his p g y, and i Marlowe had, by grouping the narrat ve around a

r e powe ful and dominant central figure, succ eded in giving a certain unity to the episodic character of the chronicle play . ’ Shakespeare s work consisted in further deve loping these so - calle d forms of tragedy into a drama filling the require m r ents of t ue tragedy, as outlined in the beginning of this paper .

In the field of s o - ca lled tragedy the chronicle play first attracted Shakespeare . This type of play consists of nar

~ i ra tive histor c ce . s nes, very loosely bound together Yet it

e e was from this more or l ss crude form that Shakespear , by a gradual evolution, developed some of his greatest

e r Ma b e th Anton n tr L a c a d Cle o a a . tragedies, such as , , and y p

He nr VI y , the first chronicle play in which Shakespeare

n s had a ha d, may be passed over, as it exhibit the worst flaw of the chronicle play, lack of coherence and tragic unity .

Rich a rd III 1 592 - 1 593 a , probably written in , just fter

He nr VI . y , is a much better play Here Shakespeare is

M a evidently imitating arlowe, and it is the M rlowesque character of the hero which gives unity to the play, and makes it the best of the early chronicle histories for acting

Ye t Richa rd III a purposes . is not true tr g edy , for the b w R motivation is often poor, as in the scene et een ichard

A Act R and nne, I , Scene II ; and, though ichard is an ex c e e din l f c c t th e s e e g y ef e tive chara er on tag , th re is no human complexity about him, and therefore he becomes merely a

- stage villain, a character too single minded to show any tragic conn ection between thought and deed . For this reason the

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c force of the inevitable result of character on a tion, or action on char acter . ’ Kin J o hn ak The next chronicle play, g , is Sh espeare s first

. s The real work of adaptation It was ba ed on an old play,

Trou ble s om e Re i n o Kin J o hn e g f g , but Shak speare rewrote Th r every line . e lack of a cent al figure gives an episodic

e is charact r to the play, and the motivation poor, yet in characteriz ation there is a marked improvement over

Ri ha r I s c d II . The character of Faulconbridg e was almo t ’ ak entirely Shakespeare s own creation, and he m es of the sentimental Constance of the old play a type of noble mother

K n J hn r hood . In i g o the dramatist also shows that wonde

s f e w h ful dramatic in ight, which makes a words pulsate wit

f Ac t s tragic intensity . The power ul first scene of III owe its force to this genius for putting a world of pathos into a

e few simple s ntences .

Richa rd II n ak comes very ear to tragedy, but the we ness

s of the hero, his motiveless actions , and vacillating dispo i tion, destroy the tragic unity of the play . Had Shakespeare depicted the king as the struggling victim of ine vitable cir c u m st an ce s e a , the play might have b en lifted to the pl ne of a true tragedy .

A r Ri cha rd II e fter w iting , Shakespeare turn d for a time l f rom chronic e history to the dram a of reve nge . Some critics prefer to think that Titu s Andronicu s was not written by

s is e . Shake peare, but it probable that he at l ast revised it ’ Th e play is interesting only because it shows the dramatist s e arly treatment of the drama of blood and revenge . Though

e e Titu s Andronicu s w it contains som fine lin s , is, as a hole,

d . isgusting in its realism The motivation is poor, and there is no development of dramatic interest, as the climax of horror is reached early in the play. Nothing could be more of a contrast to the som ber

Titu s Andronicu s n th e monotony of , tha e po tic passion of

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Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day i k It was the n ghtingale, and not the lar , That pierced the peace ful hollow of thine e a r ° Nightly she sings on yond pom e gra nit e tree

w a s . Believe me, love, it the nightingale

n It was the lark, the herald of the mor ,

N al : o nighting e look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east ; ’ Night s candles are burnt out , and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountaintops :

I must be gone and live, or stay and die . —A ct V. III, Scene

Between the writing of this trage dy and the next there is a gap of several years . During this time Shakespeare was

e maturing in dramatic techniqu , and in the knowledge of

m e human nature . The sa e vitality and ov rflowing sense of the glad poetry of life which inspired Ro m e o a nd Ju lie t were responsible for the creation of the high c omedies pro

1 59 8 a n 1 600 du c e d be twe e n d . ’ W c hether on ac ount of events in the poet s personal life , nn or because of a change in public taste, at the begi ing of ’ the seventeenth century Shake s peare s style of drama under

e a l a nd w nt great change . He abandoned the high y colored

S parkling high comedy, and began the production of that

a a s group of plays known s the great tr g edie .

e s e Othe llo Though thes play wer , with the exception of ,

e hist o ric v s d rived from narrati es , the ripenes of the ’ s the dramati t s genius , and development of his skill in

c s s e th e e e be dramatic te hnique , made po ibl wid diff rence twe en these and the early chronicle plays . When Shakes p e are re ali z e d that from t he narration of the weakne ss or THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 167

t a streng h of king or statesman, might be made the story of

o nfl s the c ict of character again t fate , then he produced his great tragedies .

Ju liu s Cae s a r , the first of the later tragedies , still resembles the chronicle plays in structure . The scenes are somew hat

s m episodic, for Shakespeare has put in ome incidents si ply ’ s e e becau e th y were in the sourc , North s translation of Plu tarch ; yet the influence of character on the developme nt of the catastrophe give s to the play a tragic force not found in any earlier historic drama . Though his style is perhaps nowhere else so free from

e Ju liu s Cae s a r s e e t d fects as in , yet Shake p are had not y reached that nervous intensity of e xpression which makes

Ha m le t the next play, , more vehement and more powerful .

r Ha m le t s In w iting his , Shakespeare probably had acces i to an old play of the same name , wh ch is generally ascribed to Kyd . This play was probably as reeking with murders

it n i e as the Spa nis h Tra ge dy or T u s A dron cu s . Shak espear

e e has retained the plot of rev ng , but the intensity of the drama rises above me re physical suffering . Parallel with the external conflict of murder and reve nge runs the tragedy of the struggle of a noble mind against doubt , irresolution,

i r . Ju l u s Cae s a and despair In , Shakespeare has instilled the tragedy of human fate into the dead form of the chronicle

Ha m le t e is e play ; but in his achiev ment still gr ater , for he

a an d has lifted the dram of revenge from the shambles , made

e s i of it the trag dy of thought, so Vital with p ycholog c mystery that it h as baffled generations of critics .

m e t Othe llo was probably written a short time after Ha l . nl Yet the two tragedies are very u ike in theme , literary style

e u liu s Caes r Ha m le t a nd dramatic t chnique . J a and might

g be spoken of as the tra edies of the thoughtful temperament .

Oth e llo S s n th e In , hake peare tur ed to tragedy of passion,

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dl assume heroic proport ions . Mr . Bra ey compares them to the A r figures of Michael ngelo, and certainly Othello w ithing

i e in the throes of his terr ble j alousy, is a conception worthy of the titanic sculptor . The style of Othe llo is grander and w ilder than that of

m le t t Ha . The in ense philosophic beauty of language in the preceding play has given place to an expression so di rect in

s sc a rc el its passionate simplicity, that the word can v con ni A tain the full we ight of the mea ng. simple sentence

r m sometimes se ves to show the whole ind of the speaker. And as the passion of the play increases in intensity, the se ntence s be come more and more compact and overflowing

a e with tr gic significanc , as in the scene where Iag o speaks ’ ’ s At to Othello of De demona s infidelity. first the Moor s

es e answers are several lin in l ngth, though always simple ’ c . a s s a and dire t Later, the belief in his wife s guilt take ’ his hi s firmer hold on mind, replies to the ensign s insinua

- e tions become short, half inarticulate, but t nse with terrible passion .

A O : I G She did deceive her father, marrying you ; ’ And s e em d when she to shake and fear your looks ,

She loved them most .

An d so she did .

A O to e I G Why, go th re ; n She that so you g could give out such a seeming, ’ To seal her father s eyes u p close as oak ’ — He thought twas witchcraft but I a m much blame ;

e I humbly do bese ch you of your pardon,

For too much loving you .

I am bound to thee forever .

I see this has a little dashed your spirits .

a . Not a jot, not jot

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. a is the most . difficult to unravel and analyze It is curious

s n paradox that the drama, almo t universally ack owledged to ’ a s e . The be Sh kespeare s ma t rpiece, is not his best play dramatist has overlea pe d th e bounds of physical reality in order to show more powerfully the underlying terror a nd

c c pathos of human destiny . In doing this he has sa rifi ed

f . e a dramatic e fectiveness The epic grandeur, the colossal r ch

a re se of the imagination, lost in a stage pre ntation, and the crowding of details which gives to the reade r the eff ect of

- world wide action, confuses and troubles the actual spectator . In no play is the feeling of fatalism stronger than in

e s s o n Le a r . Yet the forc are varie d as to pre sent the i

s evitable as an insolvable my tery . The characters are com

e lle d e p by a power which they striv in vain to understand, and which each explains according to his own na ture . Kent says It is the stars ; The stars above us govern our conditions

M N : a rt ED U D Thou, Nature, my goddess ; to thy laws My se rvices are bound GLOSTER : As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods ; ” r They kill us for their spo t. AR EDG Think that the dearest gods , who make them honors ’

e . Of men s impossibilities , have pres rved thee

And a s s s Lear, he hold in his arm the body of his dead child, “ ” reechoes the why which rings throughout the play :

“ Wh s y should a dog, a hor e, a rat , have life, ’ And thou no bre ath at all ? Thou lt come no more ” e e ! Never, never, nev r, never, nev r

ff Yet, although the whole mystery of human su ering broods

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lessness , for in its grandeur and sublimity is expressed the majesty of hum a n pain . L In e a r the style is even more compressed than in Othe llo .

The thought seems too huge for m ere words . The poet can not stop to explain one idea before he hurries on to the ne xt . It may be observed that the story of Lear is a mingling of chronicle history and the tragedy of blood and crime . Shakespeare has retained some of the revolting details of the ’ Ho linshe d s Chronicle original story, as told in , but these are not Titu s And ro nicu s , as in , merely revolting episodes .

e n They add toward the e ff ct of general upheaval a d tum ult .

Le a r Ma c b e th The epic style of is manifest in , but it is on a less grand scale . A comparison of the two plays brings more fully the realization that in Lea r Shakespeare reached

a e t the climax of his ge nius . Yet M cb h is a much better play

e . for the stage, from the very fact that it is less compl x

Ma cb e th Anton a nd Cle o a tra Passing from to y p , there is

s a complete change of atmosphere . This tragedy is les

the Rom e o a nd terrible than any other, with exception of

lie i Ju t. The horror and intense sympathy which almost br ng a cry to the lips during the reading of King Le a r are here i absent . There is a trag c splendor in the ruin of the royal

e lovers , which calls forth wond r and admiration rather than pity.

’ Shakespeare s style in Antony a nd Cle opa tra is still com pact, but it is more sumptuous and voluptuous than in the

i ke preced ng tragedies , and thus fully in eping with the theme, as in these lines

The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne ,

Burned on the water . The poop was be aten gold ;

r e Pu ple the sails , and so perfum d that

- c a rs The winds were love sick with them . The were

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Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made

e e The wat r which they beat to follow fast r,

As am . ow n orous of their strokes For her person, ’ It beggar (1 all description : she did lie

— —- In her pavilion cloth o f gold of tissue

’ 0 er picturing tha t Ve nus where we see

The fancy outwork nature . On each side her

m i Stood pretty dimpled boys , like s ling Cupids , ’ - With divers colour d fans , whose wind did seem To glow the de lica te cheeks which they did cool ” And what they undi d did . A ct . II, Scene II

In technique the play is somewhat faulty . The action A c t V . works up to a climax in the sea fight, III , Scene III Then a second point of intens ity is reached at the de a th of

A e ntony, and the d ath of Cleopatra at the end of the play

e . in may be spok n of as a third catastrophe However, the

e tense tragic motive , the struggle of t mperament against temperament , unifies the development of the play .

It is in ch a racterization that Antony a nd Cle opa tra ex

o al e . cels . Plutarch pictured Cle patra as a sensu coqu tte Shakespeare has preserved the characteristics of selfis hness

h a s e and guile portrayed in the original , but add d a magical “ ” e fascination, the charm of infinite variety, and po tic

S e plendor, to the character of the que n ; and in drawing her, not as a common strumpet, but as the embodiment of poetic ’ h e A though sensuous passion, has lifted ntony s love above

ns the plane of a mere se ual infatuation, thus giving it a

i ak lofty, trag c meaning . He is not a we libertine, but a mighty world conqueror caught in the irre sistible toils of the queen whom Enobarbus so vividly describes

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D an at an ww n’s ibom e

TONY CREEK was a tiny settlement in the very heart of the oil and lumber region that occupies the valley of the Allegheny Rive r in western Pe nnsyl

A a a o w a s vania . bout forty ye rs g this part of the country

e forest covered, with here and there a clearing larg enough

e n e in for a cluster of oil wells . Ev now, aft r the lumber “ ” u tr n d s y has died dow and the oil booms have ceased, there are magnificent stretches of woodland which are practically untouched . Perhaps now there are no traces of Stony i Creek, but, in the thriving days , when every spring the r ver

s was choked with rafts of lumber on the way to Pitt burg, and when the country w a s filled with the panting chug of the

s n drilling machines, thi little tow was , indeed, one of the most important centers of population . The inhabitants of this comm unity we re of almost every

: rv - nationality wiry , ne ous little French Canadians blonde,

e nn sob r Pe sylvania Dutchmen, and tall , rough Irish and

. difle re nc e s Scotchmen The people, in spite of their in

e s nationality, were, n vertheles , bound together by the ties of

m m m a com on lot, co on occupations and hardships , and they lived in an atmosphere of brotherhood and kindness , which, in our day of competition, has almost entirely disappeared . t For the mos part, the town was composed of roughly built shacks huddled together with appare ntly no me thod .

th e - Here lumbermen and the oil well drillers lived, some

s e s alone, ome with their famili . The most important build

e ing, with the xception of the church and the little store , was

s r in - e McKa n b o a d . e the big, quare, frame g house wher old Mr lived with his daughter . Since the death of her mother,

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n years , with dark brown hair and deep blue eyes, wide ope ’ - ak like a child s , had kept the boarding house , and t en care

h e r of invalid fathe r . The men had an honest adm iration t W for this little woman, who , in spi e of her hard, tiring ork, was always cheerful and happy, and who, when she smiled

an made one feel, as Bill Log said, as if you was standin ’ t O m ornin on the p of a hill on a sunshiny summer , with the wind a One day in early spring there appe ared at the boarding

- - A house a tall , square built, sandy haired Scotchman . lthough he seemed to be about thirty, there was an element of boy is hne s s hi s e in his appearance, for in gray yes , no matter n how solem his firm mouth looked, there was always a smile .

0 am N one knew where he c e from , for he had, in spite of nkn his fra ess , a quiet reserve which no one tried to penetrate

A - with questions . lthough this big, good natured fellow, with

s his shirt open at the collar , his sleeve rolled up , and his W brown oolen trousers strapped in with leather leggins , was,

e c s n b au e of his interesti g stories , always the center of a group of the lumbermen , all that they could learn about him

am was that his n e was Dan Cameron, and that he had come to oversee the drilling of some we lls on a le as e that he own ed a f e w miles from Stony Creek . About four weeks after Dan’s arrival the glycerine wagon ’ K n s u Mo a e . drove p in front of house Tim Gilhooly, a burly Irishman, jumped from the wagon and ran to the kitchen where he knew he would find Katherine . “ ” “ ’ ’ a n Faith, Miss Katherine, he said excitedly, there s ’ ’ e s e been a biler xplo ion in Danny s ingine hous , an the puir ’ ’ bye s been knocked that s ins e le s s that he doesn t know that ’ ’ ’ h e s - been stone dead in the tank , an his pay goin good , for ” two blasted hours . “ ” Wh ri e . y, Tim, answered Kathe n , Mr Cameron is his ’ An o w n b oss and doesn t get paid by the hour or week . y 176 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

ar way, hurry and c ry him up to his room and then go and ” get Dr . Koontz .

A s fter Dan had been carried upstair , the village doctor, ’ ’ with Katherine s he lp and with Tim s frequent bits of a d vice, dressed the gash on his head .

c During the few days after the a cident, when Dan was ’ n e unable to work, he lear ed what a patient life Katherin s was , and he admired her from the bottom of his big heart .

His life in Stony Creek had been rather lonely, for, although

en he liked the men well enough, the only man he really joyed talking to was Mr . Stevens , the good old minister .

i s nl w and Kather ne, who was almo t the o y woman in to n,

w as e n whose only companion her old father , thoroughly joyed the new experience of kn owing some one you n g like

The herself, who was interested in everything she did . lonelines s of these two people served as a bond to strengt hen the friendship which soon sprang up between them .

One evening during the following spring Mr . Stevens ,

e w as driv who had become very fond of Dan, stopp d, as he ’ ing home past Cameron s lease, to have his usual talk with n the young man . Finding Dan busily engaged in begin ing the foundation of a building he asked “W I” ell , boy, what can you be doing Making a little house of my own !” answered Dan with a smile .

The old man, who understood without an explanation, ’ smiled kindly as he put his hand on the young man s shoulder and said ’ She s a fine lass and will make you a good wife . I ’ ” n k ow you ll be good to her . “ e To be sure, answ red Dan, I have not said a word

. e a about it to Katherine yet, but I nev r doubt that her he rt ’ belongs to me . I can t tell her until the place is paid for, you see . No one but you and I know what I am doing.

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w n n the door which a s s ta ding Ope . Hearing Katherine A s t . s washing dishes, he tar ed toward the kitchen he reached

e the door and open d his mouth to speak, he saw that she was not alone . He was just in time to catch a glimpse of her

a s not . Th ha ppy smile . But this smile w for him e big ’ Englishman, wearing one of Katherine s aprons and hold

- us to ing a dish towel in one hand , was j t leaning over kiss her forehead .

s u n . Dan stepped back ilently, st ned He could scarcely be lieve his own eyes . Surely he would awake and find it a dream . But, no ; it was real , after all . To be sure,

a Katherine had never told him th t she loved him, but , in

hi s ow n a t some way, the unquestioning love in he r had blinded him to the fact that perhaps her goodne s s to him had been prompted by friendship . Slowly, with bent head, he left the McKa ne hom e and went alone to the chee rless little

b e buildings which would never a home . It did not seem

e possible that he had lost that which, a few moments b fore, H he had already seemed to o w n . e could never have a home ; his house would always be empty when he came back from

ul work ; there wo d not be a smiling face to greet him, no one

not to love him and be cared for by hi m . He could even te ll Katherine, for he loved her too deeply to cause her that nn On u e cessary sorrow. e thing consoled him ; he knew that

w as be Paterson an honest fellow, and would good to

Katherine .

A Dan a a fter this, lived lone in his house and seldom p

e a re d . o ne p in town Mr . Stevens was , perhaps , the only n ’ who noticed that the boyish ess had left Dan s face, and that

m an the smile had gone from his eyes . The old knew and understood the reason for this , and sympathized silently in his big heart . The minister was, too, the only one who saw ’ the t and that garden and house were neglec ed, that Dan s ; life seemed aimless . The days went by monotonously, in THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 179

e a lm a ff d ed, for the lonely man, who seemed ost di erent per ’ son. a m o MoKane s In few nths came the news of Mr .

A a death . short time after this Dan heard of the m rriage of Katherine and James Paterson.

’ As W m ne the years ent by, a change was ade in Dan s lo ly

e r lif for, in that same big, squa e house, no longer a boarding

W a nd hi s w a s house, here James wife lived, and where he a a s a e one lw y w lcome visitor, he found some he could love ’ t . s t s little David Pa erson Thi lit le fellow, with his mother ’ a nd a Dan a ll eyes h ir, loved with the ardor of his child s ’ m an heart, and was the one ray of sunshine in the s life .

e n Dan n One night, howev r, whe went into tow he heard that a blow had come to the household where he had spent

As so m any evening s . Dan entered the store the men inside were talking of the accident that had happened that after noon . James Paterson was standing under a tree w hich was just about ready to fall . The men shouted to him, but,

dire c instead of running from under the tree, he ran in the tion that it fell , and was killed .

e s a During the w ek th t followed, the little mother tried to be an sh e the same brave little wom had always been, but she dl n fa iled sa y, and ever recovered from the shock of her hus ’ ban d s death .

A w a s on sm ok s Dan sitting alone on his porch e evening,

n . ing his pipe , and looking at his neglected garde , Mr ’ t s Stevens buggy drove u p in front of the house . Mr . S even started toward the house, but this time he was not alone ;

As r little David was with him . Cameron put out his a ms,

an m i and the little fellow spr g into them, the old nister said sadly “ Dan, the boy is yours now . His little mother died this

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e s Da n be So it happen d that, at la t, had some one who

him . His longed to , some one to make his house a real home

s m life was no longer aimle s, for he now had so e one to work

and . plan for In the constant companionship of the lad, a ’ h shadow of the old smile re turne d to Dan s eyes . T e little

n w a s garde , fixed again as it had been the year the house

e built, bloom d once more, not for Katherine, but for her

n Da n a little so . Whenever went way he left David in the

a g rden, and when he returned he found the child , with his ’ w on and mother s eyes and hair and smile, s inging the gate waiting for him . M ’1 5 . e , .

%prn m itbin D oors

k r Oh, four white walls so blan and squa e, I laugh to look at you ; For through the window- thoroughfare

The sky is tender blue .

Oh, weary words that droning travel Past my unheeding c a r ! For I ca n hear the cardinal

A- calling to his dear .

t ! Oh, dus y air The distant grove Has flowered in the room ; For you have brought a treasure—trove

Of richest locust bloom .

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’ ’ s take a person silver, or hurt a little girl s mother or sister.

It w a s a ll very strange .

As A n as a s the day advanced, n e watched, with incre ing t o nishm e nt m , preparations which grew constantly more yst e ri s o o u . Her eyes grew big with w nder when she saw her

s sister and faithful old Henry quietly go up the attic stair , while the slaves were at dinner . The two crept across the rough attic floor and slipped the silver deep down into the

e opening b tween the outer walls and the unplastered laths .

From the attic Mary and the old slave went to the cellar . A n k w i n e saw them open the huge cas s of ne, and even pour the bright red liquid on the ground . They worked quickly . Soon every j ar was empty except tha t in which was stored the wine that Anne had heard her m other proudly call the V oldest and best in irginia . Henry hesitated and looked appealingly at his young mistress .

! us Quick, Henry You know there m t be no wine here ” for the soldiers to drink , said the young girl .

k e n The old slave obeyed reluctantly, but first he too a g e ro u s draught of the coveted wine .

As al in night approached, the unusu excitement creased .

e e . e The stre ts were crowd d S veral friends , passing by the ’ Montagues house, stopped for hurried Visits . Every one

— v spoke of hiding something jewels , silver, or whate er was most valuable .

As An ne listened to the conversation, the truth slowly

m w as dawned upon her mind . How si ple it , after all ! The

an Y kees would take what people liked best, and the only

a . k way to s ve anything was to hide it She must act quic ly . “ ” Captain Jack and her silver must be hidden .

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a a n a r s ha d n w a s a m c C pt i H r i give her, but a doll u h nicer present .

as s h d e n When the tre ure a b en safely co cealed, the child w ent willingly to bed . Late in the night she stirred uneasily

a nd e . rubb d her eyes Such a red glow filled the room . There

. A n by the windows stood Mrs Montague and Mary . n e heard them say something about burning the factories before

a . the Y nkee s came . She was tired of hearing about Yankees

She wanted to go to sleep again. n Mor ing brought a nother surprise . Soon after brea kfast

h am - Captain Jo n Harris c e to say good bye to the Montag ues .

a s to Of course, he said, it was a great relief feel strong

a a nd a . gain, to le ve the hospital Of course, he had to hurry,

e . for he must join his company at onc Well, he would come into the parlor for a few minutes .

While Mary and Mrs . Montague talked to their visitor,

- Anne was left alone . She slipped out of the dining room n a d stood on the front porch . Suddenly she heard a noise . Soldie rs were coming ! Their brass buttons looked familiar but their suits were blue instead of gra y .

Anne heard a noise in the parlor. Mary cried “ ” Hurry ! Go to the rec ess in the attic . A m All a . Some one ra n quickly up the steps . door sl m ed was still again . t Meanwhile, the child stood bewildered . Her mind fel stunned by the rapid succession of events . She started at ’ the sound of a man s voice . “ ” Can you tell me where Capta in Ja ck Harris lives ? asked a n officer in blue . nk Here, at last was the Ya ee who was trying to get

Captain Jack . “ ’ ‘ ’ nk ’ You can t have Captain Jack, Mr . Ya ee, for I ve ” s hidden him and the silver, she an wered, politely but

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l w d The offi cer was ready for any clue . He quickly fol o e Ann the child into the house . e realized that the time for

m s definite action had come . She u t keep the Yankee from the attic . ’ m the chi Regardless of Mary s atte pts to block the way, ld ’ ofli e r s r m i n ran up the ste ps to the attic . To the c sh ewd d no further proof of the hiding place was needed, and he fol

k De fi a ntl A r . lowed quic ly. y nne t ied to block the door She ’ m an d ? wasn t afraid . Why were other Mary so white “ ’ ’ ‘ k ’ r” He sha n t have Captain Jac or the silve , she cried confidently.

the . But small figure was pushed aside She did not yield, fi however . Just as the of cer expected, she ran to the door

ofli . of a closet . She saw the ce r step forward He drew his

n a s r sword and cautiously ope ed the door, if prepa ing to meet a strong enemy .

The officer stood amaz ed . On the floor of the closet lay “ ” e t . dl h the silver, a p w er tea set The dea y enemy whic he “ ” encountered was Captain Jack, the doll . ’ Anne saw the look of deep anxiety pass from her m other s ’ . n fi face She saw, also, a grim smile arou d the of cer s lips, ’ r a s M s . Montague explained that the doll s na me w a s “ ” . a a hn Captain Jack There was, she believed, Capt in Jo

r . Har is, who lived further up the street The oflic e r made no indication of continuing the sea rch at ’ “ - Mrs . Montague s house . He said good bye to Captain ” a k and n a tw o J c , the doll , we t away, never dre ming that

a Capt in Jacks were hidden in the attic . ’ An ne didn t know why Mary and her mother looked so “ ” n w ow n w as happy, but she did k o that her Captain Jack

a nd . safe in her arms , that she was contented once more

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k . e n grandmother and mother had ept it for you Th , too, the

e a w and lace was a lovely, cr my yello color, smelt like

- A w . s lavender, or sandal ood, or something a whole , the fan was just the kind of fan that Frances should take to the

- fancy dress ball .

Now, then, you know about everything except Bob . Poor old Bob was the embodiment of patience and good looks . He ’ s had sat by Frances s side for years , watching other uitors

k . come and go, but never daring to ma e a protest or plea

Frances thought Bob too steady , and Bob thought Frances unre asonable when she insiste d upon him not always calling

- on Sunday evening that it was too monotonous . Here I

s a w a s go , not telling you about Bob, but I will y that he just the kind of a man to escort Frances and the fan to the

- fancy dress ball .

e The ball was a succession of glories . Bob and Franc s

o danced together, and then Frances danced with numer us

al s other suitors . Fin ly Bob Wa able to get another dance with Frances, but at her request they went into the con

rva r a n s e t o y instead of dancing. They seate d themselves on

e old, rustic b nch, and Bob began the conversation with his usual question “ ” n ? How are you enjoying the eveni g , Frances Bob had asked this sam e question every evening of every dance . Frances w as na turally prepared with an answer . “ I am having a lovely time, Bob , but I am glad to stop and talk to you a while .

r s Bob looked surprised, but F ance had a determined look

A . in her bright eyes . rather embarrassing silence followed “ ” a s Then Bob , feeling that it w up to him to say something,

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s . o u France , that surely is a peach of a fan Where did y ” ge t it ? ! ’ ? Why, Bob Haven t I told you about this fan This ” a ? ! ncestral fan My, how I have neglected your education ’ France s s k s eyes loo ed very determined now, for this wa just the opening for which she was looking: “ o . Listen, Bob, while I tell you ab ut this fan My great

a w as i gr ndfather very, very much in love w th my great m grand other, and one time when he came from abroad, he f n brought her this fan . She always carried the a when he

al called, so , very natur ly, she had it when he proposed to her . Well , she used to tell that she put the fan over her face ‘ ’ a nd . f an m said, yes Then the passed to grand other, and

o do you kn w , that grandfather actually made his plea when grandm other had the f an ? Again the fan shielded a blush ‘ ’ e ing face, and a timid yes came .from somewhere b hind the i fan . Then mother w as up in the attic one day look ng over h kn some old things when s e found the fan . You ow father lived just across the street and he happened to come over

al and actu ly proposed to mother, when they were both sitting n W on a dusty old trunk, surrou ded by spider ebs and old ’ broken things . Mother won t tell much about what she did, but she just said that the fan was very useful , and now ’ Bob s face was glowing. Some of the romance of the old

- - o f . A w fan had inspired his matter fact self ny ay, Bob n I am afraid I had best leave the rest to your imaginatio . I will tell yo u that Frances put the fan over her face and

Ye s said, .

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dt be t a lent of persu asinenese

LECTRIC broughams were circling up the driveway before the Euclid Avenue Garden Theate r one a fter i noon n May . The site of the theater had be en

w s n chosen, ith an eye for busine s , in the fashionable uptow residence district . Bu t this was not the sauntering m a tinee d ’ W f . . e crowd to ay No , this was a oman s Suf rag meeting Worried sc hool-teachers and shopgirls rubbe d e lbows w ith

s . the lei ure class of women, who now thronged the entrance Two gum - chewing schoolgirls were enjoying the ms elves in th e c m crowd by their own giggling omments , and see ed in

s no ha te to find a seat inside . “ - e e e S . Gee, ther must be som b aut going to piel to day This ’ ” is the biggest crowd they ve had yet . “ ’ You bet ; didn t ya read about it in the news-paper this ’ m ornin “ ” No ; what about it ? My pussy- tail ! all about an heiress what graduated from

Ar a Vassar and went to Rome to study t . But she he rd ‘ W what grand things the omen of Cleveland are doin , and ’ ‘ ’ sh e is she couldn t stay away . So here , in the fight, she ’ says . Paper says her fam ily is sore and don t know what ’

. s r to do She ju t come from Boston, and they most ar ested

h e r . e there, she cut up such a fuss W ll , the family said ’ ’ ‘ ’ e s she wouldn t like nothin b tter than, to uffer for the cause, and would go to j ail willin they was afraid . Golly, hear ’ ’ em yell . Lizzy, let s go in .

A e e t young man chuckl d as they disapp ared, and mut ered —“ ” old and young. He had been standing in a niche which w a s one of the vagar ies of the grotesque architecture

of the gaudy stucco theater . The man now consulted an

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” e ? b u t r strain my actions She began hesitatingly, ended

e with uncomfortabl sarcasm in her tone . “ — — Your ah somewhat militant action this morning ; the

—a — —a w — i a w window in the Court Building . You d s p

e — pe red in the crowds , causing disturbing the peace , you

- know. Clerks and s chool teachers have demanded leave to a b n — sent thems elves i order to hear you speak . But a w

su flra e tte s militant g must cease to have meetings , or you

a s might le ve town at once , otherwi e ”

i . You w ll arrest me, she finished for him saucily

us . Yes ; you do not ref e to go , I hope, he said politely

I do . ” e But just listen to me a mom nt, he begged persuasively .

l e She wa k d on , permitting him to follow . She smiled

-h m r l a u o e d . now, seeming to take the m tter very good y He

e recoll cted the ne wspaper article and was discouraged . If possible, how much more agreeable it would be to settle the ’ matter by arbitration, as it were . He glanced at the girl s

e r fined face, and, forthwith, undertook the task of acting as mediator between civic authority and this rebellious element . From the description of Mis s Pa sm o re he had expected

s e e u w to an ang lar creature ith hideous red hair, who would

o s— stalk ab ut and air her opinion here was a coquette , a beautiful young girl , with magnetism . They were walking

e fast along the stre t now, and the young man began to think the lady w a s making away with him rather than he taking

s e any offen ive action with her . Th y were in front of a Tea Room and Gift Shop,when he said boldly “ Le t. e us go drink som tea, and give me a chance to try

s s s s and di uade you from thi fruitles work. I may also make ” m v a unple sant task unne cessary . Mis s Pa sm o re looked him straight in the eyes very

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ll an I sha give you a ch ce, and perhaps I also may con vert you to m y way of thinking : teach you to be lieve in ” su fi ra ge who knows ? The young m an at that moment could think of no argu ment against it . In fact, he felt conversion to these ideas must be a most blissful state . “ ” “ W m ? Pa sm o re k hat is your na e Miss as ed, that we ” may talk more e asily . “ ” e A Stone , Ston , rthur Stone , he murmured absently .

Here is a table . “ ’ Isn t this a pretty little place, all daffodils , canary birds , ” c and yellow andle shades , she said pleasantly . ’ Um . e , yes Ston noticed with relief that the place was

oh crowded, so they could talk quite freely without being nk served . He tha ed heaven that she did not feel inclined to make herself conspicuous . He glanced at her as she W a s taking off her gloves , and laying back her furs , most de

A flitte — ri m u re ly. bit of doubt d into his mind the de sc p n tion had not mentioned furs , but it had tur ed suddenly d colder to ay, so it was the most natural thing in the world .

Moreover, had she not said at once that she was Miss Pas

. Of f s more course , she dif ered from the de cription, but who could describe Miss Pa sm o re and do her justice ? Stone ’ found himself somewhat embarrassed . Why didn t she

s e f r ? fling om of her su f age arguments at him No, she was too clever for that and her good looks were probably counted W on to do more work than argument . ell , he would not be made a fool of. “ ’ Pa sm o re Don t you see , Miss , the very fact that I am he re shows that you can not go on with your campaign . The

w e city is alarmed . You must leave town at once , or must ” do as I said before . “ Dear me, Mr . Stone , one might imagine you were

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m e b e city . Surely you would not ask to go fore I have finished my week of lectures “ Ask ? a sk I am not supposed to you anything . I feel sorry for your family and for you—after you recover from — this craze that is the reason I am giving you this chance of getting away . I suppose, in your present frame of mind, you think I am depriving you of a great deal of fame by not m a rching you off to jail im m ediately “ ? e Oh, so the city is alarmed is it P rhaps it would rather not have the excitement of my going to prison here to upset its female nerves any more than at present . This helps your ? R interest in me and the family, Mr . Stone eally, that is ” very gentlemanly, she said sarcastically . “ Yes, I suppose they needed a gentleman to catch a ‘ suffragist just as much as they need a beautiful woman for ’ the Of the a good c use he retorted, but repented of his ru deness . She blushed deeply and her eyes filled with tears of anger ; they were dark eyes , too , he noticed at the same time . “

m . . They made a istake in their man this time , Mr Stone ” m i I ad t ; I ask your pardon ; I was very rude . Stone kn was mortified and felt a strong desire to eel at her feet,

A. U. . but he came back to earth, S , Ohio , Cleveland, Euclid

A R e venue, Tea oom, with the waitress asking th m if they “ ” would have Tea and toast or marmalade ro lls ? They gave the order ; then a bobbing head attracted ’ te Stone s at ntion . “

Pa sm o re . There is some one trying to bow to you, Miss Miss Pa sm o re turned her graceful neck to look at the

e stifli . nodding red f ather, and bowed y ’ “ Wh k n sh e y, I don t ow the creature, exclaimed , she ’ must think I am Lou look the other way, I don t want ” m r r b e her to come and talk to us . Miss Pa s o e fo thwith came very attentive to Mr . Stone, and talked rapidly about

194‘ THE S WEET BRIAR MAGAZINE — MY EAR MR . TONE I x D S owe you an e planation, I a m h fear ; but do not be discouraged, for I cco plished t e goo d

o u work for my sister even if y did not . “ ak e ste You see, I have often been mist n for my elder si r,

th e su flra e tte Louise, g . Well, I came out while she was

a speaking, disliking the noise . I h ve bee n fearful lest she b would e arrested for quite a while . I had no intention of e m d ceiving you at first, but the more you talked the ore

a alarmed I bec me for Louise , so that my one idea was to

a t n e keep you way from the thea er u til the m eting was over . “ Yo u a a t w a s see, you convinced me, at le st, th it not safe f r in an a e r o Louise to stay Cle veland y longer . I h ve p su a de d e it ! her, after much arguing, and gotten her to l ave w h

n i a me t o ght . Perhaps with your more forcible persu sion ‘ ’ r she might have give n up the ca us e altogethe . ( Stone stopped here to ponder just how much she meant by that . ) “ a . It is pity , Mr Stone, that your talents should be spent in such a profession as you are acting in now . I remember

n o m e t havi g you p inted out to , at Old Poin Comfort, last ‘ ’ year . as a rising young author. “ Sincerely yours, “ ETHEL PASMORE.

a It is certain that Mr . Stone did not use his t lents as a i detective any more, but returned to his story writ ng with

c e great suc ss . In a certain prosperous season, he used what ever ability he had as a detective to find Ethel Pas

e s more, and shortly used also thos persua ive powers to plead his own case, in which I believe he was successful .

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a re %ilnee g vlippet

o ff Ne w t LL for Orleans , cried the fat old negro por er,

a s . an he walked slowly through the train Then, to ll old gentleman of about seventy, who was pea cefu y napping “ ’ ’ ” Be ? g pa don, suh, but ain t this yoh s tation k ’ Colonel Gresham awo e with a start, and, with the porter s

a e c his r b a assist nce, b gan hastily colle ting many a ticles of g

a . Uns g ge een by both , a tiny silver evening slipper fell from one of the bundles onto the floor of the car . A few minutes later, with a dainty, mincing gait, Percy A lsworth walked through the car, and finally chose the seat A just va cated by the Colonel . fter carefully putting awa y

- dk his hat, cane, and suit case, he spread his han erchief over the red plush seat and sat down gingerly . He sighed as he

r e thought of the long, di ty trip b fore him , and of the creases in his well—pressed suit destined to be ruined before he

k a . reached La e Ch rles The train had barely started, when ’ Percy s inquisitive eyes spied the silver slipper, almost at his very feet . Quickly he picked it up , and with curiosity and growing adm i ration viewed it s dainty texture and its

‘ alm ost abnormally small size . His first thought was that the owner was on the train ; with a quick glance he sur ve e d y the other passengers in the car, then turned away with a shiver of disgust . Surely this dainty footgear could not

- belong to any of these fat , tired and dirty looking people . “ —s o No he almost shouted loud, in fact, that the couple d an d d a t across the aisle looke over smile th—e strange sight presented by a young and rather e flem ina t e looking young

a z m at n man, g g fixedly a tiny silver eveni g slipper, which

hi s e he was holding in hand . Percy, however, paid no he d

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i u imag nation and nat ral egotism were at work, and he was

c to s e th e already pi turing him elf the godd ss , to whom slipper

s belonged . In this vision he could see him elf, as the valiant

s he r - knight, restoring to the distre sed damsel long lost

As slipper. the time passed, he enlarged more upon his

e m s th e dr am, until he finally saw hi elf leading to the altar beautiful owne r of the slipper . She would hang upon his

dm s arm and gaze a iringly into his face, and she would ble s forever the silver slipper, because it had gained for her, her noble husband . So enrapt was Percy in these visions that i the time passed all too quickly, and he soon found h mself W . s nearing Lake Charles ithout even con idering . giving up

e his new possession, he put it in his pocket , fully convinc d that he would soon find the owner . ’ e e Ne w h e The day aft r P rcy s return to Orleans , met

m an Colonel Gresham, who took a fancy to the young , and

. Ne w invited him to dinner Percy , not knowing many

a t Orleans people, gladly ccepted the invitation, and the nex ’ m m evening, pro ptly at eight, he was ad itted to the Colonel s

e beautiful old home on Canal Stre t . In a moment Colonel

e - Gr sham appeared , and with him his wife , a sweet looking

e - whit haired old lady, and his niece, Anne Gresham, an ex

u is it e l in q y charming young girl, whom Percy naturally fe rred was the daughter . It was after e le ve n when Percy finally dragged him s elf l . A l away from their fascinating company the way home, ’ there danced be fore his eyes a picture of Anne s laughing

As am e . blue yes and black hair in a dre , he could hear Colonel Gresham telling how he had lost a silver evening

e . e . slipp r , which he was taking to his daught r So sure was

A e e he that nne was the own r, that never once did he associat

- i the lost slipper with the large eyed, quiet little g rl whom he

As s saw only at the dinner table . he went over the event A n of the evening, he thought complacently that n e had seemed to be very well impressed by his behavior, and had

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n she had on blue o es to match her dainty gown . The evening drew to a close and he had had no Opportunity of speaking S nl n privately with her . udde y his attentio was aroused by

hi w as an e e a tale w ch she telling to int nsely int rested group . “ And to think that some one had s e nt m e that s ilver ’ s s lipper of Mildred , which uncle left in the train s everal weeks ago . But the best part of the joke is this romantic n note , saying for me to wear them to ight . I really would ’ e s hav done it, if they hadn t been at lea t three sizes too ” small .

While the other guests were laughing a nd wondering who h a d sent the mysterious slipper, Percy drew back into a secluded corner in order to be alone and reconstru ct his

w a ideals . It s a cruel blow to him to find his goddess so

- - practical and matter o f fact . He could scarcely ge t over the e relative size of her feet, and the ones he had always endow d

his c he her with in dreams . But he qui kly decided that

h e r k loved just the same, and would ta e her even with these

e o ne faults . Sudd nly he noticed that every had grown quiet W — again . hat was Colonel Gresham saying that he had asked them all to mee t ton ight in orde r to announce his ’ e ! niece s engagement to Bob Hargrav , of Chicago Percy

a A went up with the rest to congr tulate nne, and then slipped

e e . qui tly away, his pride distinctly shak n ’ A e On the day of nne s wedding, six months lat r, time had

e e taken the sting out of his d f at, and Percy could see the h s e . t e e ituation in its tru light For first tim in his life , he A was able to appreciate a joke of which he was the Victim . s a wedding pre se nt to Anne he sent a silver pin on which were

s s two sliver slippers e t with a me thy ts . One was larger than N the other . o t until then did Anne suspect his part in the i s . e e slipper ep ode However , she r spect d his confidence, and to this day only the two know who found the silver slipp

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flDlo aean B oon

. An E were all at Westmoor, visiting Mrs Jack . y

. k n w one who knows Mrs Jack, ows hat sort of a

g time we were havin in that great, old colonial

o ff — u , y b ho se —away from ever where ut near enough to some where beautifully situated in the heart of the foothills .

fi shin — There were plenty of horses , good g well, we were at ’ . k . e n r Mrs Jac s One ev ning, as we sat arou d the libra y fire,

Tom - suggested a ghost story party . So we turned out all of the lights, and, drawing close to the fireplace, let our imagi nations run riot . For over two hours we indulged in tales

- o f the most blood curdling ilk .

w e e an d It was not that wer overly superstitious, Susan I , but when one has sat before the fire all evening, hearing of the strange doings of various and sundry family ghosts , — m . one feels well , rather squea ish Consequently, when the

— — “ party broke u p shortly before midnight I did not feel

exa ctlv r am . comfortable, alone in a la ge, strange bed ch ber I “ ” — say alone true, Susan was with me, but then Susan

n . s ever did count for much She is one of tho e nice, fluffy “ ns little perso , with large blue eyes and the proverbial baby

an stare . She c always be depended upon to laugh at the right moment and scre am at the mention of a mouse . But w hen your backbone feels as if it were crumbling, and your hair has an upward tendency, you do not run to Susan for either stiffening for the former or something to make the

e latter assume a normal position . In short , Susan is a v ry w i R nice person to play th, but she is by no means a ock of

As w a . s Gibraltar I before said, it a bit before midnight when we bade our hostess good night , and, taking a candle, wende d our weary ways up the long stairs and down the 200 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

At longer hall . every shadow Sus an gave voic e to a frightened and each “ Oh !” made me a little more

Wh We . a uneasy en finally we re ready for bed, I was as ne r a nervous wreck as I ever expect to be . “ ” ? s n Shall we blow out the candle said Su a .

Cert ainly. ’ But don t you think it w ould be much nicer to put it on n the bureau and let it burn dow . We would go to sleep with ’ a nd it still lighted, it won t be near so spooky. Oh , this room does look so large !” “ ” “ . an t i ul e Indeed not, said I If y h ng sho d happ n, that ” l ul ? e we needed a cand e, where wo d we be Though utter d i n in a loud and brave voice, I must admit the sent me t was nl by no m eans a tru e one . I should certai y have liked to fall asle ep w atching the candle burn

a n re Oh, well, do just as you please, rem rked Susa “ ’ signe dly ; only I am so scared I can t w alk over a nd blow ” u e it out . So saying she hopped into bed . I jo rn yed across the room and blew out the light . The inclination to run

l and n quick y get u der the covers was strong, but , quelling it

ff an d by a firm e ort, I walked back to the bedside slowly, , without even exercising the womanly prerogative of looking

n . nl u der it, got in The room certai y did look large and dark w ith only the moonbeams shining through the e a se m ent i w ndow . “ t If any hing happens to us , you please to remember, Mil , n that I wanted you to leave the light bur ing. Oh, I feel ’ sure we ll have some dreadful adventure before this night is over . I just know my hai r will be white in the morning . ’ ’ ! . 1 Oh, what s that moving over there I know it s a ghost —h—h ! ” k . n . an d now it I just k ow it Oh , with a frightened

a e r . gasp , Susan hid her he d under the cov s “ ! s s Nonsense, silly No one believes in ghost thi day and

s ge neration. They belong to the age of our forefather . The

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Old etc . , till the man grew to a creature of amazing frightful ness . “ ’ ’ k vo u re Go to sleep, for mercy s sake ; I thin crazy, And said I when she had finished . strange to say Susan did th n W e . go to sleep . But I lay awake the rest of ight ith n k daylight my courage retur ed, and by brea fast time I had completely persuaded Susan and half- persuaded myself that l it was al a dream . When we gathered around the table some one remarked that I looked rather pale . “ ’ ‘ h ’ e t e . s . I do b lieve she s seen ghost aid Mrs . Jack

a c Not I ; but, tell us , which p rti ular one of the spirits ’ ‘ ’ brought forth by last night s fireside is the ghost I asked . “ e Oh, th re is some tale of a spook, but neither Jack nor ” d I have ever investigated it , replie my hostess , and then the talk turned to other subjects .

A - al week later the house party broke up , but sever times in the course of the week I had seen, or imagined I saw, the

s A flicker of a candle or a di appearing white figure . fter I left, the memory of my spooky experience gradually slipped from my mind .

It w a s v e a ar later, and the same party were together at lVe stm o r s fl ffi r - o . n u e Su a was there , and more wide eyed h “ T e i . than e ver . first even ng I asked Mrs Jack if the ” ghost w a s still in evide nce . “ ” s . s I uppose so , replied she Per onally, I am very ‘ ’ s skeptical regarding our hant . You may ri k an interview, h ” and have your pick of rooms for t e haunte d chamber . A year had greatly de creased my re mem brance of the chills and shivers that the startling reality Of th e old man

e r brought forth, so I eag rly agreed to brave the supe natural i chamber. I decided to sleep in the room in wh ch I thought

h s t e . us e I had seen spook S an, to my extr me relief, po itively

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If you want to court old men with white whiskers , I shall

al not try to ste your thunder by my presence . You may go ” ’ alone in all your glory, she said, when I asked her if she d m like to join e in sleeping in the big room .

re It was past midnight, and as I went up the stairs I ’ “ ” called every one o f Susan s Ohs ! as we had traveled over

e the same path together a y ar ago . Turning down the long d n hall , I thought I saw a tall, white figure disappearing ow

. e the back stairs The candl light , which played upon the “ ceiling, grew fainter as whoever it was descended . Probably ”

rv . W some one of the se ants , thought I ith a rather scary

O feeling I hurriedly undressed and got into bed . N visita w i tion broke my sleep , and it was th a good deal of j est about

s All ghosts a nd ghost eers that I retired the next night . that “ ” e week I slept in the haunt d chamber, as every one called n it, and saw nothing more than an occasio al candle gleam, till the last night of my stay .

It was just the night for the ghosts to be abroad, one of — un - s those stormy, th der and lightning night , when the ele ments tear themselves to pieces in a vain attempt to knock

e thi s terrestrial globe out of it s orbit . Poe exactly d scribes “

U . the weather in The Fall of the House of sher In fact ,

I think he must have used the very night a s a model . In It view of the journe y on the morrow I went to bed early . must have bee n near midnight that a light awakened me . There stood the old man at the foot of the bed in the s ame

- - as . red t seled nightcap , and with the same half burned candle

As . I looked he turned and went towards the bureau Then, — fles h - in a sudden flash, I realized that he was no and blood

- - - - G H O S T. e apparition , but a real For, refl cted in the m - e irror, through him , as through a mist, I saw a wild ey d

a s . figure sitting up in bed . It w s my elf Fascinated, I

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d seeme to leave me, and a determination to get at the root “ of th e matter filled me . There must be some explanation “ ’ ” I thought, and if there is , I ll get at it . “U Early the next morning I left . ncle John drove me “ ” ’

c . to the station . Un le John was not one of Mrs Jack s town servants , but an old landmark who made his living by

an . a great deal of talk, flavored with occasional bit of work

Old He was a lazy but interesting fellow, who knew all the

s s y good fishing holes , and the pa t, pre ent and future of ever man, woman and child for miles around . If any one could tell anything about the ghost it would be he . So I deter

c mined to engage him in a psy hical conversation . “ m — rt Handso e place Mrs . Jack ce ainly was lucky to get ” it, I remarked, as we drove away .

e a Y p; jest as likely a place s there is for m iles around . ” - Lends itself well to house parties of young folks, was “ — m y next suggestion . Has all the advantages exce pt the ” ghostly . “ s e rit s e Yep ; it has a few p , too ; though I guess th y ’ R nl ain t overpowerful many . Old Man oon is the o y one I ever seed . “ ! e Indeed, a real ghost Do t ll me about him, said I , “ ’ rejoicing to find myself on the right track. I haven t seen ” him yet . “ ’ ’ ’ W : - re s e ctin all , you see, it s this way there ain t no self p ’ ’ ’ spe rit what u d go ga ddin around in a steam- he ated house ’ r R s . fixed up like Missus Jack has fixed up that one oon, ’ h e an d warn t no hand for modern improvements, no how, ’ r I don t guess his spe it is either . He certainly was an old ’ ” e . rip when he was aliv , and I guess he s still one He left

s w . the reins fall loose, and the horses lowed into a alk “ ’ n 0 When I thi k the way he treated his Sally and Jim, ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ I don t w onder his ghost ain t restin easy . It ain t restin ’ s . s aw e , » ea y, I know Leastwise it warn t when I it thr e years

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’ ’ a woman scre e chin . I went into the hall but thar warn t ’ . e llin e no one thar The y kept up , and I chased up st ps to ’ He . and the old man s bedroom was thar dead , by his bed ’

. 0 s stood Maria Scratch He had hold her dre s, and it took ’ ’ r in . all 0 my t y to loosen the hold But thar comes thet train . ’ We are like to lose it if we don t hurry . Get up , Nell, get up . The horses quickened their pace and w e drew up to the

- platform just in time . Grabbing my suit case I dashed

a s w a s across and caught the train just it pulling out . Mak ing my way to the par lor car I sat dow n and began to read . But somehow the idea of the old man walking around look

ing for hi s will seemed to haunt me . It was not till we drew into “ Grand Central” that I was able to banish from my “ ” mind the ghos t . M ’1 5 R. . , THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 207

a ? ankee Eb efeat

’ m H, my dears, you surely don t want e to tell you that ” ! kn story again Why, you ow it by heart already !

a said Miss Nancy C rter, looking at Elizabeth and

k s me with a merry smile wrin ling the corner of her eyes . Miss Nancy was a celebrated character in Fauquier

County, and when she invited us two girls to take tea with her one afternoon in her beautiful, colonial house, we were a s much pleased as at the prospect of a football game and that ’s saying a good deal —for Elizabeth and I are the “ “ ” worst football fans in town . ( Is fans the right word ? ’ to use there, I wonder It doesn t sound just right . I must ’ ask Elizabeth s brothe r about it . ) ’ We were sitting on the broad porch of Miss Nancy s house,

s from which glimp es of the garden, aglow with spring

be flowers , could caught between the stately white pillars, ’ enj oying our hostess delicious tea and cakes , and laughing i and chatting w th her just as if she were a girl herself . I think that is why every one loves Miss Nancy s o much ; she

n e is so merry and natural , and k ows so well how to make ach

s ee c a s e . person she come in contact with f l at her Then, too , sh e w i is such a pretty old lady, th a soft lace cap on her

Old- hi s white hair , her fas oned gray silk dres fastened at the

w s ff throat with a cameo , her lined face , which sho the e ect n of many sorrows , and a twi kle in her gray eyes which rather gives the lie to the sad expression of her mouth . She

e i e V e ntl-e w om a n has a proud b ar ng, too , as b fits a irginia g , W t a direct descendant of George ashing on , and the sister

s and kinswoman of many brave Confede rate s oldier . ” s e sh e I aac, bring another plate of cak s , now said to the old negro butler , who stood respectfully in the background . “ ’ You girls must eat as many of Auntie Ve nus cakes as 208 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

’ ’ e e poss ible . I ll warrant you ll not find b tter cooki s in the whole State . “ Au nt Venus and Uncle Isaa c were the only slave s who ” w a r she s tayed with us after the , continued , taking up a heap of knitting from the mahogany table, and beginning to “ e ply the long needles rapidly . How w ll I remember those days of fe ar and hardship ! Though I was too young to

n all understa d what the war was about, and why my mother i wept all day over her sew ng and spinning, after my father an d u brothers rode gallantly away in their new gray s its , yet every eve nt is firmly fixed in my mind . “ nk One day in May, the third year of the war, I thi it i was , my mother sat on th s very verandah , with a despairing

s . e s look in her blue eye The flow r were all in bloom, as

- o ak they are now, and a mocking bird was singing in the live

s R by the gate . The Yankee army was pres ing on to ich

dire ctlv mond, our Confederate capital, and its path lay

u . e thro gh Fauquier County The troopers, as th y passed

al along the main road, would turn aside in sm l companies to ransack the barns, stables , smokehouses, and storerooms

a of the homes on the way, le ving ruin and desolation behind

All e them . the men of the county were on the Confederat

s S firing line , and only the women, children, and laves were left on the plantations . “ Squad after squad of blue - coated soldiers had gallope d up to our unprotected house , and the men, loudly demand

c e ing food, had pro eeded to s arch the pantry and to help

e m s e th elves to everything we possess d . My mother stood by

e in impotent rage while her stor room, the pride and joy of her heart, was turned into a veritable wilderness . The last

e wi company of depr dators , after filling their knapsacks th

the c all eatables they ould hold , had poured all the flour and

c - e orn meal in a h ap on the pantry floor, and on top of this

e s s poured several k gs of mola es . I remember how the

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e e but th n I rem mbered my mother, whom I had left sitting i all alone on the porch . Into my ch ldish mind came the resolve to defend my mother from those wicked Yank ees .

s ul Ju t what I could do was not clear, but they sho d not shoot her as they had my pony ! “ s I ru hed around to the front of the house, and the sight A I saw there literally froze my soul with fright . troop of

e Yankee cavalry was hesitating at the gat , all gazing with

a open mouths and terrified looks at figure on the porch . w That could never be my stately mother, that oman with her e t hair torn wildly about her face, her te h showing above her

n a nd u derlip in a ghastly grin, beating her breast, and raving ! like a mad woman Even as I looked, the wavering group of horsemen turned their horses sharply and galloped off in nf n ‘ ’ co usion down the road, calli g to each other : She s a ’ lun atic ! I wouldn t go in that house for all the booty in ’ the Conf ederate States ! “ When the dust had sunk down the lunatic fe ll back in her seat as if exhausted, pushed the hair away from her face , and settled her false teeth ag ain in their usual plac e . It

e e s was indeed my brav moth r, who had thu , inspired by her own quick wit and the heroic spirit of her ancestors, routed ” a score of Yanke es .

Miss Nancy passed her hand across her eyes, as if to brush away old memories, and aroused herself briskly to the present . “ Yo u hi l an d bad c ldren have gotten me to ta king, good ’ ’ ness knows I can never stop when once I m sta rted ! It s six ’ O k w clock, and I now your mother ill be wondering what

e has happ ned to you So run along home, and come to see

s me again soon, dear . As we walked down the darkening country road we were

s nk k both rather ilent . I thi we were than ful that the war was over and that we lived in peaceful times .

E . H . m e 1 909 Since the first Com enc ment exercises, held in , it has be en the custom to present a Shakespearean play as part k of the program of the final wee of College . The flattering

c As You Like It 1 909 su cess of , given in naturally increased the des ire of those interested in dramatics to continue the ’ ak presentation of Sh espeare s plays . When the committee of the Dram atic Club announce d

Rom e o a nd Ju lie t that they had chosen as the final play,

m a some people y have entertained misgivings . In fact, to s om e of those interested in college activities it may have se e med almost foolhardy to attempt any but the least com ’ k c om die s Tw o Ge ntlem en o plex of Sha espeare s , such as f ’ Dre m s Ve rona A Midsu m m e r Ni ht s a . , or g Of cour e, reasons can be brought forw ard in support of this view . Amateur actresses can not adequately interpret the subtle

b e characterizations of the great dramatist, for oth the lit rary training an d life experience are too lim ited . It is also more or less true that Shakespearean plays do not hold the atten

an tion of the modern audience, especially audience largely composed of young women more interested in the world of

- to da y than in Elizabethan manners and customs . It can not

u m be denied that there is force in these arg ents, but there are also other reasons which justify the committee in the

ie t choice of Rom e o a nd Ju l . Although it is true that amateur actresses can not do justice to the marvelous psychological subtlety of Shakes ’ peare s character delineation, or to the incomparable beauty of his verses , yet no young woman can go through the train ing required for the cast of the final play without gaining a ’ clearer ins ight into the dramatist s greatness . Each time

ar that the lines are rehe sed they become more significant, ul and though the actress may never realize their f l power, yet 2 12 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

after th e pres entation of the play she will have a much greate r love and appreciation for it than she would have otherwise acquired . It may be said that thi s constant re

O ff the hearsing may have the pposite e ect , and may cause

ff e student to regard her lines with indi er nce , or even as part of a disagreeable and monotonous drudg ery . In a few cases

is th e th may be true , but majority of young women who act

e s in the final play, evince the greatest int re t in the inter

r i n r l p e t a t o and rehearsal of their various Oe s .

However , the final play is not given merely for the intel

a s c lectual improvement of the cast , but a spe tacle which the “ e . W whole Colleg may enjoy The question is , then, ould the College as a whole reap more pleasure and profit from ” is some other play ? We think not . It painful to o w n that

e e a o even in college circles ther are students who, whil ’ u a int e d q with the most important of Shakespeare s plays, yet have never given to them the attention neces sary to a full appre ciation of their power . The very fact that a Shakespearean play is to be given by actres s es in whom all

u e e the st d nts have some personal interest, gives to thes stu dents a n imp e tus to be come more familiar with the particular

is an d play which to be given , no one can become familiar w ith a Shakespearean play w ithout gaining pleas ure there

m . e fro Moreover , those who already lov Shakespeare can

e his not fail to enjoy an evening list ning to marvelous poetry,

t w i c reci ed, if not th the skill of accomplished a tresses , at least with the spontan eity and charm of e arn est enthusiasm and true admiration .

th e Then , too , Sweet Briar Dell is especially adapted to

h e t presentation of Elizabethan plays . The background of

e e r re trees, the pictur squ little pond , and the rustic b idge quire a play with its setting in the romantic past ; and what W time is more romantic than the Elizabethan age , and hat plays more peculiarly adapted to outdoor presentation and ’ simplicity of stage se tting than Shakespeare s ?

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D ram atics

That the work done by the Association this year has bee n

i a . good and in keeping w th our expect tions, is undeniable

as Six plays have been given during the year, ide from the

o and work done by the student b dy for May Day, that now in progress by the Association for the final play : Romeo

c a r c and Juliet . Su h e ord for one year is undoubtedly good, and we look forward to next year, trusting that it may fulfill every hope which our past accomplishm ents could inspire . ’ n m m The last plays given withi doors were To y s Wife, R “ R ” presented by the ipplers, and The Masonic ing, pre

h e e am sented by t e Jesters . Both b ing giv n on the s e even

and . ing, they were chosen to be bright entertaining

’ TOMMY s WIFE

CAST

a a Thomas Pittman Carothers , promising young portr it painter ELIZAB ETH CARRISON

R E A N SA ose Carothers, his sister D LI LI D Y

’ s N E Dick Granni , Carothers chum E ID SIP

Patty Campbell , a student at the Broadway Dramatic School MARY PAGE GRAM MER

D r r Mrs . e Yo b u gh Smith ELSIE ZAEGEL

OROTH RAMMER Sylvia, her daughter D Y G

Pierre de Bouton, a French dancing master, EUNICE PRITOHETT M H R . . RE O S T Edith Bronson, a friend of ose WINIF D G LD I THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 215

SYNOPSIS

— ’ Act I In e . A Caroth rs Studio fternoon . — A Act . II Same scene fternoon, two weeks later . A — ’ ct . n m III Library of Edith s home Eve ing of the sa e day . — c k Pla e New Yor City.

h Tim c 1 912 . — OMM TTEE REB EC CA H TE n OR NNE C I W I , Chairma ; C I

LOER ANN E SOHUTTE , Stage Manager ; I , Mistress of the

Wardrobe .

This attractive little modern play w a s most successfully

a as given, and a great de l of credit is due to the c t, and to nl the committee . Each part showed not o y the hard work t and practice, but also the interes and enthusiasm of the

m actresses . Eliz abeth Carrison as Tom y was a most attrae

s tive artist, who held the intere t of the audience through the

c entire evening . Eunice Pritchett took the part of the Fren h dan cing maste r so we ll tha t it would not have bee n hard a t all to imagine her conducting a dancing class . Miss Sipe

m an was a very attractive young , and carried out her part

Ro a ro the r r well . Delia Lindsay as s e C s was a most cha m

a nd e w a s ing sister, in her sw et manner she delightful as “ ’ ” Tommy s w ife . Dorothy and Mary Page Grammer won the affection of the audience with their attractive mann ers .

Za e e l Miss Golds mith proved a sym pathetic hostess . Elsie g , ith Mrs . Sm as , played to perfection her part as a society

is woman, and it she who finally unravels all the entangle ’ ments caused by Tomm y s sister posing as his wi fe . 216 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

THE MASONIO RING

CAST

R us b AR oderick York, a jealous h and M Y TYL ER

e e Batholom w Jeremiah Farebroth r, a detective, DOROTHEA EAGLESFIELD

R . . al . A E R Fred H l, a cousin to Mrs oderick York HILD P R Y ” . R w n e a Mrs oderick York (other ise know as Flossi ,

r w e recent college graduate and bride of th ee e ks) , FRANCES RIC HARDSON ’ e O SE RME Ethel Winn, a college chum of Flossi s EL I O

e R Peace York , the stern, elderly sist r of oderick York, MARY OSBORNE

s e e - J Mi s D lan y ones , a deaf, elderly friend of the family, ELEANOR S OMMERVILLE

Mc Co rm ick 14 - - Tildie , the year old ward of Miss Delaney- Jones LELIA DEW

d m e R AN OY SOHMELZ Ma a e York, moth r of oderick N

SYNOP SIS

A I— ’ A ct Library of Madame York s home . morning

l late n September . A — ct II S am e . Two days later . A — ’ t . c III Garret of Madame York s home Three days late r . — Place A New England town .

—P e Time res nt . — OMM TTEE ARAH ARNO m EN V. C I S L . LD, Chair an ; ELL

A ES OROTH ARB EL H Y , Stage Manager ; D Y T L, Mistress of the

Wardrobe .

R a -u The Masonic ing, comical mix p of love affairs , w a s most attra ctively produced by the Merry Jes ters chapter .

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R m Benvolio , nephew to Montague, and friend to o eo, MAR ION DACAMAR A

. ATHER NE E Tybalt, nephew to Lady Capulet K I MIZ

e a n an ARAH AR NO Friar Laurenc , Fra cisc S LD Sampson ELIZAB ETH CARRISON . servants to Capulet . Gregory ELEANOR S OMM ERVILL E ’ n e ARR ET ANS Peter, serva t to Juli t s nurse H I EV

A . N CE PRITGHETT bram, servant to Montague EU I

AR N A A An Apothecary . M IO D CAMAR MAR Y PAGE GRAMM ER

OR TH RAMMER Thre e Musicians . D O Y G MAR GARET LEW IS N E Page to Paris . E ID SIP

w . . OROTH RAMMER Lady Montague, ife to Montague D Y G

O SE RME Lady Capulet, wife to Capulet EL I O

EN A N TON Juliet, daughter to Capulet EUG I BUFFI G Nurse to Juliet ANNE S CHUTTE THE SW EET BRIAR MAGAZINE 219

athletic fl utes

A 23d pril was the great day for athletics this year . At ’ four O clock that afternoon the various contests in our A Fourth nnual Field Day began . The results prove that this was the most successful meet Sweet Briar has ever had .

e s a s We are sorry, how ver, that the chool a whole did not

e i take more interest in the ev nt, and turn out n a body to cheer for the Blues or the Reds .

e — Miss Maurice brok three records Baseball Throw, Shot

- — tw o R Put and Basket Ball Throw ; Miss Hayes , unning Ru nn k High Jump and ing Broad Jump . Miss Matson bro e he r us former record in Hurdles , and Miss Fa t established R one in the Endurance ace . The following are the results of the various events — R ni u m 14 4 . 3 . un ng High J p Hayes, ft in ’ w M ri 1 5 1 . Throw a u c e 7 3 . Baseball , ; ft in — - 50 Da Ca m a ra 1 5 . Yard Dash , ; sec — - k 15 65 . . Bas et Ball Throw Maurice, ; ft in — 1 2 5 . . Hurdles Matson , ; min sec — - 1 00 14 . Yard Dash Hayes , sec — 6 5 . Standing Broad Jump Bell ; ft . in — 1 3 25 . 2 . Hop , Step and Jump Thach, ; ft in — R n u m 14 1 4 . 2 . u ning Broad J p Hayes , ; ft in — - 1 5 25 . Shot Put Maurice, ; —ft 250 . Endurance Race ( yds . ) Faust ; sec

Miss Maurice and Miss Hayes had their names put on the cup . The S . B . was awarded to Miss Maurice , Miss

Hayes and Miss Matson, an S . B . S . to Miss Faust . The

s 30 20 Fre hman Class won points ; the Sophomores , ; the

5 1 1 s 33. Juniors , ; the Seniors , ; and the Special , 220 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

The success of Field Day W a s in large me asure due to the

f e w n ef orts of the Field Day Committe , of hich Miss Fra ke

m e A 24th was chair an . In the athl tic meeting of pril , when

h e t e . . e S B was award d , this committee r ceived a well earned vote of thanks . Miss Franke was unanimously elected

e A c a 1 9 1 2- 1 3 presid nt of the sso i tion , for the year ; Miss

e - s Swain was elected vic president ; Mis Patton, secretary ;

e . and Miss Hay s, treasurer

Swimming days have come again ! These hot days half the school turns out to enjoy the fun and bath houses and

e W so rr t boats are in continual d mand . e are rather v the boa

s ffi house is not yet enlarged, or the number of boat su ciently

- increas ed . Never mind ; three of our basket ball fields are finished and the tennis courts are nearly done ! Next year i We w ll really have a hockey field . Then it will be time

e enough to think of new boats and boat houses . In the m an

u s du e time , let not forget the thanks to our Executive Com m itt e e for all they have accomplished this year.

' ’ . DAC. 1 5. M ,

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On A ri i 2th Mc Ca r p l , Helen y, Harriet Buchanan, Mar

t s garet Davies , and Marie Lor on attended one of the Ea ter h Ops at the Virginia Military Institute . The following

an d r Monday, Margaret Duvall , Kathryn Thompson, Ma y Osborn e were present at one of the Easter da nces at Wash ingt on and Lee .

0.

A 1 3th R r On the evening of pril , the ipple s and the

Merry Jesters each gave a short play . A

A A 15th h Sweet Briar audience was favored, pril , in ear b A ing a pianoforte recital y rthur Shattuck. The program was as follows h — Ba c . Prelude Gigue, E minor ’ Ba ch- d Alb ert Toccata, F major

Intermezzo, E flat Bra hm s Rh a s o p die, E flat A Nocturne, flat

Waltz, D flat Ch opin Prelude, F maj or

al A B lade, flat W - a gner Bra s sin Magic fire music De b ’ u s sy Re fle t s daus l eau Frie dm a nn Ta b a t re re a mus ique (music box) Sinding Marche Grotesque “ Lis z t Le e nds : ” , g St. Francis de Paule walking on the waves A

A 2oth pril , the Senior Class, aided by a number of stu “ e - ” , Za e e l -R d nts presented The g Kunkle One ing Circus . A e ft r the animal parade came the usual stunts by th e al , , . animals a b let and the grand concert In addition there .

e s were s veral side hows . The proceeds went toward the pu r chasing of a class gift . THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 223

Field Day was postponed on accou nt of bad weather till

s A 23d . Tue day, pril Great enthusiasm was displayed both on Field Day itself and on practice days . We feel that many thanks are due the committee for their fa ithful an d efficient work . A

A 23d a v On pril , two small white pines were first seen w A ing their lofty tops on each side of the cademic steps .

e 1 91 3 1 9 1 They are the class tre s of and 5. On the evening m of the sa e date the Senior Class planted an elm, a future 1 reminder of 9 12. A

A 29th On the evening of pril , the students of Sweet Briar entertained at their annual May Day dance . The president,

c e Miss Benedi t , the May Que n, the girls of the court , and h the dance committee composed t e receiving line . The decorations were festoons of sm ilax caught in the center of the refectory by a large swinging ball of pink Killarney

T e Bu ffi n on . he t roses Qu en of the May, Eugenia g , led the

e . R . op ning figure with Mr ufus Dawes , of Princeton Eliza ’ beth Green, the chairman of the dance, led the Old Girls

- . W t Leap Year Figure , assisted by Mr Patton, of ashing on ’ hi U . and Lee niversity Schroeder s Orchestra, from Was ng ton, furnished music throughout the evening. The dance

s committee con isted of Elizabeth Green, chairman, Eloise

nn . Orme, Margaret Duvall , Helen Pe ock, and Lelia Dew A

Am e ong the former stud nts present were : Elizabeth Hail, V V Margaret Dalton , Margaret Cobb, irginia Shoop , irginia

Etheridge , Martha Tillman , Lucy Tillman, Dorothy Ban

A e s R croft, ddie Ervin, B ssie Carother , Louise ichardson, R Ann Lois ichardson , ie Cumnock, Eugenia Griffin, Emma

Bra dfi eld a nd Morriss , Emma , Lucy Simms , Douglas Gray,

Ma rgare t Potts . 224 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

Swe et Briar College had as its guests for the May Day

f n . . : . . . festivities Mrs E M Buf i gton, Mrs Moore, Dr and

. R and r m m . . M s . Carl Gra er, Mrs J L ichardson Elizabeth

R c e ...... i hardson, Miss Pag , Mrs E M Page, Mrs E B

M . R ds R . rs ichar on , Miss ichardson, Mrs Brenton, Nichol

Re v . n . a son, Mrs . Schutte, John Poy ts Tyler, Mrs C rroll ,

Re v A . Mrs . Darden, Mrs . Brooke , . rthur Gray and Mrs

s Mrs . m Gray, Mi s Mildred Cobb, Gwath ey, and Mary

m . . Gwath ey, Mrs . Nelson, Mrs Wills, Mrs Driver and

. an daughter, Mrs . Gay, Mrs . Ely, Mrs Buch an, Mis ses

A e e Eleanor Leighton, nni White, Nancy Munc , and Louise

Frank e . A

Among the former students visiting here during the sprIng

: ak nn term were Margaret Thomas , Eula We ley, Je y May

Boice, and Mary Southerland . A

A 30th On the evening of pril , the members of the Old ’ As s Girls ociation, of Sweet Briar College, gave a reunion dinner in the refectory . A

a f t e rnon 4th Saturday , May , Nelle Keller and Margaretta

R e t Ann ibbl en ertained at tea in honor of Elizabeth Hail , ie W hite, and Eleanor Leighton . A

th e 4th On evening of May , the Sweet Briar Orchestra gave a benefi t conc ert for the families of the members of the band of the steamship Titanic . The program was :

Moz a rt Overture : The Magic Flute

. . Slumber Song Moment Musical A 1 6— V ndante and Scherzo, Op . for iolin N MR . WI STON WILKINSON

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Concerto in G major (first movement) MISS NANC Y WATSON accompanied by MISS NIC HOLSON

“ ” - Andre w s . The Call ( sem i chorus) SSES EACHMAN AN ERSON HOMAS C K E NOR MI L , D , T , BU L Y , MI ,

FORDTON ARSHA ENNO C CHME , M LL , P K, S LZ

h e rt A 0 Sc u b . 9 Impromptu in flat, Op MISS SALLIE WATSON

Roge rs Perpetuum Mobile (four violins and piano)

SSES ART N RANT EW S ATSON ASHB RN MI M I , G , L I , W , W U

Tos ti Se renata MISS HELEN JALONICK

“ ’ : Hae s che . Cantata Young Lovel s Bride

SS EAC HMAN SS AD OC Solos by MI L , MI H D K THE GLEE CLUB w ith accompaniment of string orchestra THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 227

j Tete in {honor of the finneen of as ap

And n to these exhibitio s , mute and still

i e Music and sh fting pantomimic sc nes, ” Diversified the allureme nt .

—Words rt w o h VII. , Prelude

N English fete with Grecian ladies presiding over

children, who, from their costumes , appeared to have ’ r stepped out of Grimm s Fai y Tales, seems, upon

e a a ni . the surfac , a gr ve nachro sm But nevertheless these incongruous elements made a most pleasing whole on Sweet ’ Briar s May Day . It is in the nature of Americans to over

k e m loo all startling disagre ents , but this very incongruity

a r S has a ch m and spontaneity of pirit all its ow n .

Re d R m w an s iding Hoods and grand others, mild itches , H

e with Gretel , princess s forgetting their enchantments ,

- k e peasant maidens , and strange looking nights , all join d in

Am the holiday games with gre at z est . idst this motley

ro ce s crowd, the Queen and her court appeared in stately p

. n a sion Their simple, beautiful gow s and graceful b skets ’ of flowers made the fa irest of Sweet Briar s maidens look more than charming .

r nm he r The ente tai ent in the Dell , for the Queen and

c f honored guests, was a specta ular af air of the most pleasing “ A ak nature . The story element in The w ening of the ” Daffodil did not give our b est solo dancers a ny telling parts to interpret such a s the allegorical characters so well enacted “R ” a n R . in the om u t of the ose , given last year The play was of the kind of entertainment popular in Great Britain long ago, being founded upon fable and harlequinade . The

eff choruses did some very good work, and were most ective in regard to costumes . 228 THE S WEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

a The Dell is an ideal pl ce for an entertainment of this sort .

e Nowhere could there be mor splendid trees , or beautiful

Of dogwood . Even the voices the frogs in the pond are not

e at all disagreeable, as we find them at the time of the Shak s

e a re a n . p play It is the wish of many of us, that the May Day Committee consent to give thi s pantom i me a second

m m a time, at Co encement , for it seems pity to have one of ’ Sweet Briar s most successful entertainm ents seen but once and by comparative ly few people . The program of the May Day Festival was as follows

I

IN THE Bo x CIRCLE

’ e Gathering of the Que n s subjects .

The Coming of the Queen and her Court .

The Coronation Of the Queen .

e The May Pol Danc e .

(Mu s ic w ritte n by Mis s Cra w ford a nd Miss Ga rdne r)

II

IN THE DELL

The Awak ening of Princess D a ff odil .

Procession to the Dell, led by the Queen .

A DAN CE

(Pla nne d by the Com m itte e )

s n . Proces io to the Buildings , led by the Queen

THE AWAKENING OF THE PRINC ESS DAFFODIL

S YNOPSIS OF DANC ES

S CENE : A sha dy dell in the Kingdom of Spring.

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Th e Court THACH The Fairy GRAMMER The Sun MAUR IC E

CHORUS DANC ERS

Pie rrots a nd Pierre ttes

ELIZABETH ANDERSON ELLEN HOW ISON JOSEPHINE BROW NE KATHERINE KUNKLE ELSIE CHOPE ALICE MO SELEY LILLIAN FOSTER HELEN NIC HOLSON DOROTHY GRAMMER ELEANOR S OMMERVILLE ELLEN HAYES SALLIE WATSON

Su ns e t Clou ds

META BRYAN MARIE LORTON GRACE CARROLL CYNTHIA MAGEE EUGENIA DAB NEY HAZEL MARSHALL MARGAR ET DUVALL REB EC CA S TOUT

Storm Clou ds

ANNA BAR LEY CORINNE LOEB ELLIOTT BUC KLEY JAN ET MASON ELIZABETH DARNALL KATHERINE MIZE GRACE DE! TER HELEN PENNO C K AL MA EISENDRATH ANNE ROBERTS GERTRUDE EISENDRATH ANNE S C HUTTE CLAR E ERCK ENID SIPE MAY FO STER D OROTHY TARBELL EVA HORNER KATHRYN THOMPSON HELEN JALONIC K HAZEL TRIMB LE MARTHA JONES NANCY WATSON VIRGINIA LEITC H MARGUERITE WEFEL THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE 231

De w Drops

ELIZAB ETH BAKER LIDA BRONSON KINNEY BELL HELEN M C CARY HARRIET BUCHANAN MARY OSB ORNE

Su nb e a m s

HESTER ANDERSON CAROLYN GW ATHMEY GLADYS BEYERS FLOREN CE HALBACH MARY JAN E BROW N MILDRED HALE SARAH BROW NE LU CY LANTz MARY BRYAN C ONSTAN C E LEACHMAN ANTOINETTE CAMP MAR THA MASSIE JESSIE DARDEN LUCY MORRISS LELIA DEW ELSIE PAL MER MILDRED ELY HILDA PERRY MARY PAUL INE FORDTRAM LEL RED ELI SE GIBSON CHRISTIE STOREY MARY MARY TAYL OR DAISY GUGGENHEIMER ANNA WILLS

THE Q UEEN OF MAY

EUGENIA BUFFINGTON

THE MAD) OF HONOR

BESSIE GRAMMER

THE C OURT

SARAH BROW NE REB EC CA PATTON CLYTIE CARROLL FRANC ES RI CHARDSON MAR GARET DUVALL NAN CY S C HMELZ CYNTHIA MAGEE MAYO THACH RUTH MAURI CE MARY TYLER 232 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE

MAY DAY COMMITTEE

ESS E RAMMER an B I G , Chairm

A AH ARNO RAN CES R C HARD N S R L . LD F I SO D OROTHEA MAYO THAC H ADELAIDE HEMPSTEAD D OROTHY WALLACE HAZEL MARSHALL LOULIE WILSON

‘ ENIA N TON ex o icio EUG BUFFI G , fi