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LITERARY DEPARTMENT
CHRISTMAS TIME.
Christmas tide has come again,
The time of all the year,
When every heart and every home
Is filled with joy and cheer.
The holly and the mistletoe
Can everywhere be found,
While beautiful and dazzling snow
Gaily decks the ground.
The Christmas trees with candles
And ornaments made bright,
May often serve as a homeward
guide
To a wanderer in the night.
Let each one their very best
That is in them give, and then
Every one may loyally say,
Peace on earth, good will toward
men. H. M. ’12.
“THE SPECTRE-PIRATE.”
(A Story of Japan.)
Parr I.
Ashikoga Yoshikuni and Kitaba-
take Hito were the truest of friends.
Indeed, their loyalty to one another
might be justly compared to that of
the Old Testament ‘heroes, David
and Jonathan, of the staunch
apostles, Peter and John, and of the
illustrious scientists Newton and
Halley. Both were virtuous young
men of the middle rank, full of the
spirit and energy that has always
been prominent in the youth of fair
Japan.
They were reclining one warm
afternoon, sheltered from the sun’s
burning rays by the foliage of a
beautiful cherry tree, on the sandy
bank of a streamlet in upper Nipon.
“This monotony wearies me,”
sighed Kitabatake, as he sifted a
handful of glistening pebbles and
sand through his fingers. “‘ Oh, that
we lived in Tokio, or Yokahoma, or
Nagasaki, or Osaka instead of in
our dull and lifeless hamlet!”
But Ashikoga, who was of a more
appreciative nature, only smiled at
his friend’s uneasiness.
“Why, Brother Kitapatake,” he
cried out in mild reproof, “is not
ours the prettiest village in all
Japan? Foreigners, as well as our
own people, who have visited
Miyanoshita, are simply enchanted
with its beauty and pronounce it a
typical Japanese village.”
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“Quite true, yes, quite true.
What a discontented mood I am in
to-day! But, my dear Ashikoga,
you will acknowledge that even such
beauty finally loses its charm in the
eyes of the native.”
“An occasional change is all that
will satisfy that yearning for city
gayety and animation. I would sug-
gest a sojourn in Tokio next week.”
“Capital idea! Clever thought!”
rejoined Kitabatake enthusiastically.
“But wait. No—I fear I cannot
go next week for this reason. I
have an adventure planned which
certainly will be worth our while,
though I tremble at the thought of
hazarding it. Listen! You will re-
call the familiar name of Tikeuchi,
the notorious pirate of yore, whose
bloody deeds stirred Japan into a
wild vengeance that did not die
until it had resulted in his murder
on the shore of this very stream.
His body was thrust into a cave,
which, as you know, to this day is
called Tikeuchi’s Cave. That was
three hundred years ago. It is said
that every century, at midnight, on
the spot where the freebooter was
slain, his ghost fights a furious
battle with an unseen adversary
whom it defeats. Then with a
hideous shriek of triumph, the spec-
tre leaps into a small black boat
which is waiting at the shore, and
slowly floats across the water to the
cave in which the pirate’s body is
entombed. Here the apparition dis-
embarks, and rushes hysterically
into the murky halls and untrodden
chamber of the cavern, where it is
supposed to keep vigil with the body
until the rise of Ten Sho Dai Jin
(the sun god), when the spectre
once more issties forth and vanishes
with a clap of thunder and a flash of
fire. Since this spectacle is due to
occur the third night of next week,
my plan is that we meet shortly
before midnight near this spot, ob-
serve the proceedings, and make
such investigations as we can with-
out risk of discovery. What do you
say to the proposition?”
“In Budda’s name! how did the
idea ever occur to you?” cried
Ashikoga.
“In glancing over an old: Japan-
ese document. But is it agreed,
Brother Ashikoga?”
“Well, if the adventure proves as
dramatic as your account of it, no
doubt it will be worth the trying. I
shall see you before the appointed
night, and in the meantime endeavor
to unearth some of the facts con-
cerning the previous appearances of
the ghost, so that we may make
more precise arrangements. Yes,
you may count on me, dear Kitaba-
take. Konnichi-wa!”
“Sayonara! Brother Ashikoga.”
And with this the two friends
parted, but so engrossed were they
in their own thoughts that they did
not perceive a rustle in the bushes
directly back of them, nor hear the
half-stifled titter of feminine voices
that followed.
Parr IT.
“You are early Okin-san. The
moon has but half mounted the sky.
How long have you been waiting?”
“Oh, your dear girl! How glad
T am that you are here at last. I
have only been waiting a little
while; but Arigato, do you really
think there is such a ghost? I con-
fess the possibility of it makes me
shudder.”
“So deucka! You silly thing—
going to back out at this late
moment. Of course there is nothing
to the story. It’s only an old maid’s
tale—an empty superstition. We'll
frighten the boys out of their wits ;
and ah! T can fancy them now,
crouched on the ground, speechless
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with fear, and their hair standing
on end like bristles. Is all in readi-
ness?”
sees”,
“Did lyiyasu bring the boat?”
“Yes.”
“Give me the robe, Okin-san.
There! How do I look?”
“ Bravo! Arigato-san. A perfect
Tikeuchi!” And the girl clapped
her hands in admiration.
An hour later Okin-san, whistling
softly to herself a curious little Jap-
anese air, took her station in the
prow of the shadowy craft by the
shore. Her companion, meanwhile,
was impatiently watching for the
moon to reach mid-heaven, when
she would sally forth from her place
of concealment “en masque ” as the
ghost of the once-dreaded Tikeuchi.
a ee ee
“See! Ashikoga. The spectre!
The ghost of Tikeuchi!” Kitaba-
take half articulated as he clutched
the hem of his comrade’s tunic in
his quivering hands.
“Quiet, man. Quiet!” whispered
back Ashikoga, equally excited.
True to the legend, here on the
beach was the spectre, cutlass in
hand; thrusting, parrying and feint-
ing with the invisible—the murderer
of its body. It soon became evident
that the unseen was getting the best
of the battle, for the ghost, his
ashen, blood-stained garments flut-
tering in the breeze, was now re-
treating steadily toward the place
where the young men lay in watch,
continuing, nevertheless, to fight
with the utmost valor and dexterity.
The spectre was but four yards
away! They could not stir—they
seemed pinned to the earth with
deadly fear. One move would be-
tray their presence. Nearer came
the ghost! Their hearts leaped to
their throats. Suddenly there ap-
peared on the shore, stepping with
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noiseless tread, another ghost, who
seemed to have taken shape from
the mist which hung over the waters
of the stream. It, too, bore the
image of Tikeuchi! The young
men stared at each other through
the darkness. No, this passage was
not recorded in the tale. Spectre
the first stopped as if in surprise,
but actually in terror. In a moment,
smarting, as it were, with indigna-
tion, the newcomer, the real ghost
of Tikeuchi, was upon this mortal
impostor with uplifted cutlass.
Ashikoga and Kitabatake grew pale.
A sharp scream rent the air.
“Kaunon! Kaunon! Have pity!
Up Ashikoga ! Kitabatake! It is only
Arigato. Quick, or I die!’
The young men sprang to their
feet, but lo! the true spectre had
vanished. Arigato alone stood be-
fore them, unmasked—dumbfound-
ed. Alas! the too
much, The girl brust into tears in
spite of Kitabatake’s attempts to
comfort her.
“ Okinsan! Okin-san!”
between her sobs. “She is in the
boat. Go quick, else something will
befall her also.”
Ashikoga started—but Okin-san
was already there. She had
heard the outcry, and, instead of
fleeing herself, had come to her
friend’s assistance.
All further ceremony was aban-
doned, and in the course of an hour
the quartette had entered an «
wood of pines more than a leagu
from the place of their adventure.
The silvery moonbeams glimmered
through the tree-tops and flooded
the well-beaten trail with a pallor
not unlike that dawn vy
presently to cast the
Gradually faint streaks of light shot
through the heavens, the vanguard
of the breaking day. The first
flush of the morning soon greeted
strain was
she cried
which
over land.
30 THE CRIMSON
their eyes and revived their spirits,
and the events of the night quickly
fled completely into oblivion. Again
and again the woods rang with their
laughter, and the venerable trees
frowned at such unwonted intrusion
upon their sacred solitude.
Fatigue at last overtaking them,
they paused on the steps of a little
sylvan temple, at the edge of a
glade. Ashikoga’s profound religi-
ous instinct led him to suggest:
“Let us enter and offer up our
humble, praises to the ever-benign
Budda for our deliverance this
night.” The others very readily ac-
quiesced.
Then they continued their jour-
ney now apparently lost in con-
templation. The young men vowed
that their companions had never
seemed more beautiful, and they
formed plans and resolutions, which,
very happily for all, were afterwards
realized. Finally they parted at the
verge of the forest, at the foot of a
high bluff overlooking verdant
meadows and bounteous fields of
rice. Nestled among the hills in the
distance lay picturesque Miyano-
shita.
Thus we leave our adventurers as
mere specks on the landscape,
eagerly bending their faces toward
their little native town.
NV? "eas
HER VENETIAN CHRIST-
MAS.
“Have you heard about Jack
Curtis? What do you think of such
a state of affairs? By the way, they
say that he is in Europe some place.
Maybe you'll see him—”
Jean Benet laid down the letter in
a daze, What could Ethel mean by
“such a state of affairs?” What
was it that she could have heard
about him? Surely Jack could do
nothing so terrible. He had always
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been very conservative. Then she
suddenly realized that he was in
Europe! Here on the same con-
tinent! It seemed fairly incredible.
But why should Jack bother her?
He had never tried to see her or
even written to her after— She
caught herself up sharply and open-
ed the rest of her Christmas mail.
There were letters from all the
home-folks, but she scarcely heeded
the usually treasured news, for her
eye continually wandered back to
Ethel’s bold, heavy scrawl.
Christmas away from home! And
in Europe at that! Oh how happy
every: one was at home. Still, if
Jack was in Europe too, it need not
seem so bad after all. Maybe he
would come to see her. Maybe he
would forgive her, and—
With an effort she finished her
dinner and went up to her room.
The long windows were open and
the breeze stirred the soft white
draperies. She stood for a long
time at the sash; comparing the
scene before her with her home-land
at Christmas. At home there was
snow everywhere. It filled the
roads, covered the fences and
drifted in huge piles up at the side
of the house. It was all cold and
dismal. Inside the fires burned
cheerfully and holly and mistletoe
were hung from all parts of the low
cozy rooms. The folks were happy
and cheerful. They played and
sang and danced. She even pictured
them popping the corn before the
roaring fire in the living-room.
And here? The Grand Canal
lazily flowed by. When the wind
stirred it even so slightly, the tiny
waves flowed over and broke on the
marble door-steps. Boats drifted
this way and that and from ore of
them floated up ina rich tenor voice
the haunting chorus of “Santa
Lucia.” Why, that was Jack’s fav-
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orite song! Across the way from
her window was a tall row of houses
rising directly out of the water. It
was all so suggestive of a mid-
summer day! Involuntarily her
fingers wandered to the sprig of
holly pinned on her black gown. It
had required ever so much effort to
get the holly, but.somehow she felt
she could not have stood Christmas
without it.
Only last year she and Jack had
helped decorate the rooms at home,
and as they worked, he had caught a
sprig of the holly in her hair.
She had only seen him once after
that. It was Christmas night and
they: were tired of dancing and were
sitting out on the stairs. Then he
had spoken and then she had
answered. He hadn’t even said
“ Good-bye,” and the next February
she had come to Europe. But if he
were here maybe she would see
him!
All the afternoon she sat and
thought of what had been and what
might still be. | Unconsciously
through her head ran those lines of
Whittier—
“God pity us both and pity us all,
Who vainly the dreams of youth
recall.
For of all sad words of tongue or
pen,
The saddest are these,
It might have been!”
She combed her hair in the old
way, and fastened the holly in it. If
he should come he would find that
she was not so changed as he had
predicted a year’s hard work in
research and study would find her.
She would go to St. Mark’s for
the evening service. If he were in
Venice he would be at the Cathedral,
for she knew the fascination old
buildings held for him. She won-
dered if he would be as lonely as
she was.
3
As the gondola drew up at the
square of St. Mark’s she saw a tall
young man spring out of a boat
nearby. She started forward hap-
pily. Then she drew back as she
saw him reach out his hand to a
woman in the boat. The woman
was tall and dark. She was dressed
all in red and in her black hair was
fastened a sprig of holly and mistle-
toe.
They were laughing happily as
they passed her, but Jack saw the
girl as she sought to draw back
into the shadow.
“Why, Jean,” he cried, as he came
forward. Then—“ Miss Benet, I
would like you to meet my wife,
Mrs. Curtis.”
Jean slipped away into the
Cathedral, and as she knelt in the
old pew, she drew from her hair the
sprig of holly and dropped it on the
floor. The “state of affairs” was
explained at last.
ALBERTA, 12.
PINE DISTRICT’S CHRIST-
MAS EVE.
Margaret Ainslee sat at her desk,
thinking with her forehead puck-
ered in a puzzled frown. School
was over for the day and her pupils
had left the building with more or
less stamping of feet and clatter of
books and lunch-pails or boxes.
They had been coaxing to have an
entertainment at the school-house
for Christmas, and Miss Ainslee had
promised to think it over and let
them know her decision in the morn-
ing. The holiday season was still
over a fortnight in the future, and
she knew there was plenty of time
to prepare something. But could
she do it?
The teacher surveyed the bare
room with a sensation of hopeless-
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ness. In one corner stood a little
old cabinet organ of which some of
the stops were missing, and one
pedal refused to move properly. A
huge, ugly sheet-iron stove filled the
center of the room, and the desks
bore testimonies of jackknives own-
ed by former pupils. But the room
was of fairly good size for a country
school and could be made to accom-
modate all who would be apt to
come.
“T could put a tree where the
organ now stands, and move the
organ out nearer the platform,” she
said aloud. “Then my desk could
go out in the entry, and that would
leave the front of the room clear.”
The frown disappeared and Mar-
garet decided that she would at least
make an effort to celebrate Christ-
mas in her school.”
That night she discussed the pro-
ject with her landlady, who was at
once all enthusiasm. “The teacher
last year didn’t have anything, nor
the one year before last,” she said.
“ There can’t many of these children
remember having had any there, and
it would be something they could
remember for a long time.”
Margaret knew this was true, al-
though she would not have believed
before she came to this out-of-the-
way district to teach that anything
she might do would be remembered.
But then, she had made,many dis-
coveries since beginning her work
here. She had found that events
were few and far between in the
lives of her pupils, that the parents
cared nothing for books. or educa-
tion, and that neighborhood hap-
penings were the topics of all con-
versation.
The children’s faces fairly shone
on the following morning when
Miss Ainslee told them her decision
and what plans she had made over-
night. Instead of “pieces” and
singing in regular order, they would
have both, and combine their whole
entertainment into a sort cf play.
The children were delighted at the
idea of a play. A few of the boys
were rather difficult, but all learned
the parts assigned to them. How-
they worked noontimes and after
school! For, of course, lessons had
to go on just the same.
Christmas came on Saturday that
year. School would close on Friday
and “ Teacher” realized with a little
pang of homesickness that she must
defer her journey home until
Christmas day. But the thought
only spurred her on with the task
that she had undertaken. Friday
was devoted entirely to preparations
for the evening at the school-house
of “Pine District.” Miss Ainslee cut
the words “Merry Christmas” from
cardboard and these, effectively
placed among greens, occupied a
conspicuous place in the front of the
room, The side walls were also
decorated with greens and the tree
was a sight wonderful to behold.
The people of the neighborhood
loaned everything Margaret could
have wished for and had even had
the school organ repaired for the
occasion. By five o'clock every-
thing was ready as nearly as could
be and the workers all hurried
home to be at the school again
promptly at half-past seven.
The teacher decided to ask a
small admission fee and one of the
pupils stood at the door to receive
this. There was much laughter and
clatter as the people came in and
took their places. The children
buzzed about the room very much
excited. Occasionally the jingle of
sleigh-bells might be heard as some
arrived from a distance. There
were the Wrights and the Smiths,
and among the last to arrive, Ethel
Grant with her father. Ethel stood
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in the entry waiting, while her
father cared for their horse. But
it was cold there. “If you will let
me go on in,” she said to Jim Tol-
man, whom Margaret had stationed
at the door, “the next man that
comes in will pay for me.”
Jim looked rather dazed, but
Ethel went in quickly. Unfortun-
ately, the next arrival instead of
Mr. Grant, was an elderly bachelor
of the neighborhood. Honest Jim
meant to do his duty, so he ac-
costed portly Mr. Copir with:
“ There was a girl come in here and
said you was goin’ to pay for her.”
Mr. Copin gasped.
“Yes,” said Jim, “there she is
over there.”
Then the elderly bachelor, seeing
a vacant chair next Ethel, gallantly
rose to the occasion, paid the fee,
and went over and took the vacant
place, much to the amusement of
the younger members of the assem-
bled crowd, and to Miss Grant’s
mortification.
Then the entertainment began. I
cannot attempt to describe how
nervously the girls “spoke,” or their
efforts ended in giggles, and in one
case, in tears; how the boys went
through their parts with a do-or-die
expression of countenance and how
the star singer’s voice suddenly
cracked on a high note. Santa
Claus’ beard caught fire from a
candle and a man rushed up from
the audience and slapped poor
Santa’s face till the fire was ex-
tinguished.
But the little children for whom
Miss Ainslee had especially planned
the entertainment, thoroughly en-
joyed it. To them it was wonder-
ful to think that they could give
such an exhibition before their
parents and neighbors. The Santa
Claus who promised so generously
to visit them that very night, they
sincerely, believed. The older
children and the grown-up mem-
bers of that gathering seemed to
find it as pleasant as the little
children.
When the last ‘ Merry Christ-
mas” had been said, and the last
guest had gone, Margaret, with a
few who stayed to help her close up
the school and get it ready for
work after the Christmas vacation
should be over, discussed the event.
“Tt was certainly a great success,
Miss Ainslee,” whispered Ethel
Grant, as they stood alone together
for a moment; “but you look
dreadfully tired.”
“Never mind,” the teacher ans-
wered, “TI will be home to-morrow
and shall not Rave to think of Pine
District again for two whole
weeks.” K. W. ’11.
FOR THE ALMA MATER
“Dalton’s sick, what shall we do?
We can never win without him. He
is the main support of the team and
without him it can never score,”
said Ned Bradley, captain of the
Yale basketball team, to a group
of college chums who were cn their
way to the college a few days
before the closing of school for the
Christmas vacation.
This small piece of news created
a great deal of excitement which
gradually increased as boy after boy
joined the first small group. But
what did this excitement mean?
Only a fellow chum sick, a frequent
occurrence? It was this: only two
two days remained before the big
Yale-Harvard basketball game, the
Christmas game which was con-
sidered the game of the season.
“To win,” they must. Their minds
had been filled completely with the
thought of victory. Hardly one
thought of defeat had entered their
minds previously. What, lose a
34 THE CRIMSON AND WHITE
game with “ Bud” playing? Never.
But now their champion was ill, so
ill that the doctors had ordered him
not to leave his bed for two weeks
at least, a case of pneumonia. Only
two days, and then,—must it be
defeat? No, never! They must
not let Harvard carry off the
laurels, they must not—yet how to
prevent it was the thought that
filled each student’s mind as he
entered upon the lessons of the day.
day.
Among the fellows that had been
disturbed by this piece of bad news
was Sidney Ridge, a fellow more
poorly dressed than most of the
others, yet neat in person. He was
solving a most difficult problem
more perplexing than his chums or
anyone realized. Should he do it?
It was his school, his college, but
oh, how bitter disappointment was!
Should he give up what he had
worked for so long, or should he
keep silent? Keep silent and lose
the game?
He struggled inwardly all day
with such questions as these. But
as he walked across the campus
toward the gym where the boys had
all preceded him, his mind was
made up. He would give up his
long worked-for pleasure. He
would do all in his power for his
school, his college, his Alma Mater.
Reaching the gym, Sidney
singled out the captain of the team
and in a few words told him how
before he had come to college he
had been the champion of his High
School team and could shoot a
basket at almost any distance, and
if they wished to test his ability he
was ready. The boys all crowded
around and many said, “ Why
hasn’t he gone out for the team
before, if he can play so well?”
Then Sidney came forth and told
his. story.
Before he had come to college he
had always been champion of his
team, but the year he was gradu-
ated from High School his father
had failed in business and soon
after had died. On his death bed
he made Sidney promise to work
his way through college and sup-
port his mother. ‘I have done this
so far and in doing it I could not
afford to spend afternoon after
afternoon at practice, but as you
know, have worked until late at
night to carry out my father’s
wishes. I am willing to do my best
for you fellows and for my school
and will take pleasure in doing it.”
But he did not tell the whole of
his story, how he was saving up his
money to go home for Christmas
and see his mother, and that he
needed the next two days’ pay to
make out his carfare. But being
tried, he shot seventeen out of
twenty baskets and was put on the
team for the Christmas game.
The night of the big game came
at last. The building was crowded
with people. Amid the waving of
banners and the yell of thousands,
the game began. For a long time
it looked gloomy: for Yale, but at
the end of the first inning the score
was a tie, seven to seven. When
the whistle blew for the beginning
of the second inning, as Sidney left
the dressing room, while the cheers
of the boys surrounded him, he
said, “T’'ll win this game for ‘ Dear
Old Yale’ or die in the attempt.”
Although only a few words, they
were said in such a manner that
they assured the Yale fellows of
victory.
Harvard scored a foul, one, Yale
two, then Harvard went ahead.
How Yale yelled! They held each
other down for a long time.
Harvard was ahead, just one.
moment left. Just as the whistle
THE CRIMSON AND WHITE 35
blew, before the hush of thousands,
Sidney made a basket. He had won
the game. Oh, Yale, Yale, Yale!
It had won by one point.
They carried Sidney out on their
shoulders, and as he left the
gym after the game, the cap-
tain pressed a small package into
the palm of his hand as he said,
“You have done well and we all
appreciate your school spirit. Ac-
cept this from your college chums
as you have won the game for the
‘Blue and White.’”
That night found sidney on the
train bound for home, for the pack-
age given him contained one hun-
dred dollars. He had done his duty
and had been doubly repaid.
FUL, G.,.743:
THE ELEVENTH HOUR.
The youth of Haydenville had
organized a Literary Society, that
the books in the town library might
not suffer from lack of use, and that
they might be considered well read.
The officers were not as yet elected.
The president should be kind, chari-
table, literary and should possess
great oratorical powers. Anne
Miller had stated. She had a spec-
ial reason for making this announce-
ment, not one of the boys or girls,
save Anne, had these four
requisites. Hence the inevitable
would be that Anne would occupy
the president's chair.
No one wanted this office more
than Willie Mor He was not
over-anxious to sit in the president's
chair, for that piece of furniture was
in the habit of collapsing on import-
ant occasions, but how fine it would
be to address the members ‘and ex-
plain to them their mission in life!
(he hadn’t the slightest idea, how-
ever, what the mission was.) There
was one obstacle, he wasn’t chari-
table. Still it was two weeks be-
fore the election, and Christmas the
great day for practicing charity, oc-
curred before then, so why couldn’t
he develop this virtue within that
time?
His attempts to assist the poor and
aged proved failures, for the aged
seemed to become rejuvenated,
pro tempore, and usuaully sent him
home with smarting ears, and the
poor forgot that poverty wasn’t a
disgrace and treated charity's
pilgrim very rudely.
When Katrina, the shrew of the
town, chased him home because he
spilled the cranberries he was bring-
ing to her, he felt discouraged but
decided to do one thing more. The
Smith family were badly in need of
shoes and provisions. To them he
would give his attentions.
On Christmas eve he might have
been seen “cutting cross lots” to the
Smith cottage and depositing
several boxes and an old sleigh over
them, Then feeling unusually up-
lifted he went home.
Willie thought it strange that
every: one who met him on the way
to church the next morning should
be so overcome with laughter that
utterance was impossible, but con-
cluded that they had an unusual
supply of good will toward men on
hand.
When he reached home his
father met him at the door! “See
here, William,” he said. “ You
remember that sheet of paper that
was wrapped around my new
shoes?”
Willie remembered.
“T wrote my name on it and put
it in the wood-box. Perhaps yon
can explain the theorem, “ If a sheet
of paper with your name written
on it is placed in the wood-hox two
days before Christmas, it will be
found wrapped around six pairs of
old shoes, on Neighbor Smith’s
door-step with boxes and sleighs
over it on Christmas morning.”
6 TME CRIMSON AND WHITE
“Given a wood-box—O the dog
isn’t fed!”
The dog was soon satisfied, and
Willie was looking for something
else to do when he saw a boy, fam-
ous for carrying news approaching
him. The newcomer said:
“You should have seen Bob
Smith this morning. He was the
angriest man in the universe. He
tried to get out of the door this
morning and couldn’t move _ it.
(Willie recalled that the Smith door
opened out). They couldn’t find
the key of the front door, so he tried
the little window in the kitchen. He
got stuck there and yelled so loud
that we heard him and went down
to see the fun.
“There was a ten-pound bag of
candy and six pairs of old shoes
against the door, and boxes on top
of ’em.”
“Bob found your father’s name
on the paper wrapped around the
shoes, and he has had an interview
with him! “
“T saw Anne Miller,” he con-
tinued, “and she says no one can
perform the part of president well
enough, so she will undertake it.”
“Isn't that just like a girl?”
Willie groaned and then murmured
resignedly, “Serves me right, I
should have begun earlier.”
L. R. ’13
The Straw Ride.
We went upon a straw ride
One dark November night,
And wandered into town again
By early morning light.
We rode on big hay-riggings
Piled high with nice clean straw,
And we were the very jolliest crowd
That anyone ever saw.
It grew rather cold towards mid-
night,
But did we care, not in the least,
We thought of the good here-after
And that delicious chicken feast.
At last we reached old Nassau,
Twas after one I guess,
And there the Fates awaited us
And—well you couldn’t guess the
rest.
So now J’ll try to tell you
Just what happened there,
We waited and we waited
With a very patient air.
The door was locked and bolted,
The windows were closed tight,
And suddenly some glass crashed in
Which awakened the silent night.
The boys banged the door and
stamped their feet,
And smashed a window in,
And finally the sleepy proprietor
Made himself heard in the din.
“Get away from here or I'll fire!”
That horrid old man said,
And of course we’d rather leave
the chicken
Than to be filled with lead.
The crowd that went to the Irish
home
Was very cold and mad,
But the thought of something good
to eat,
Once more made them glad.
Cocoa and cake in abundance we
had,
And fruit and nuts galore,
And we ate and ate, till we truly
said.
That we didn’t want any more.
When we reached old Albany
It all seemed like a dream,
And Irving Goewey, the naughty
boy,
Stole a bottle of cream!
As to the results, of course you
know
The usual day of sleep,
Which everyone makes use of
And which you all may: know is
deep. H. M.
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BOARD OF EDITORS
Eprror-In-Carer
Prant B. Suarsr, Q. L.S.,"11,
Katharine Golding, '12, Assistant Editor
Blorence Van Vranken, Zeta Sigma, "1x { Literary
Caroline Lansing, Zeta Sigma,'t2,- | Editors
Ethel T. Moat, Zeta Sigma, ‘12, - School Editor
Geraldine Murray, Zeta Sigma, '11, Alumni Editor
Stanley Wood, Theta Nu, 'r3 Exchange Editor
William H. Thomson, Theta Nu, 'r1, { Business
W. Irving Goewey, Theta Nu,'12, -" | Managers
Jobn T. Delaney, Theta Nu, ’r1, Advertising Agent
The holiday season is drawing
near. Another year has passed and
Christmas tide is with us once more.
The shops are well filled with toys
and other articles that the customers
would be expected to buy: for their
friends and dear ones. The large
stores are crowded: to their utmost
capacity with prospective pur-
chasers. What happy thoughts must
these minds contain as they are
selecting their gifts! But we should
not stop with this, there is the
orphaned child, the sick, the poor
and needy, all of whom should have
a liberal portion of our attentions.
Charity is a generous virtue, whose
deeds inspire the utmost pleasure.
It brings gratification to its posses-
sor, and delights to dispense its
bounties in aid of the needy and dis-
tressed. Let each one of us try to
perform some charitable act at this
season and by so doing bring hap-
piness to others as well as God’s
blessing to ourselves.
The Crimson AND WHITE ex-
tends to its readers a Merry Christ-
mas and expresses a hope that the
New Year may bring to them an
abundance of good health and pros-
perity.
* * *
It has been nearly three months
since the beginning of our school
year. We are confident that we all
have tried to perform such duties as
have been required of us with will-
ingness and zeal. And now that the
holiday season will soon be o’er, let
us enter once again upon those dut-
ies with such determination and
enthusiasm that the result can only
be “ Success.”
ALUMNI NOTES.
Frances Hayford and Clarence
Fix are married.
Warren Vosburg is a Freshman
at Union College.
Helen Morton has a position in
the Capitol.
Clara Springsteed is assisting in
teaching German and Latin at the
State Normal College.
Willis Morton has entered Cor-
nell.
SCHOOL NOTES.
Mr. Sandlers has left the Fresh-
man class.
Theodora Jansen has left school.
Mr. Wilcox has entered the
Freshman class.
On October 29th, the Sophomores
gave a Hallowe'en party to the
Seniors and Juniors in the gymna-
sium, which was decorated in green,
orange and black. Dancing was
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enjoyed, the music being furnished
by Mr. Steers. Favors were drawn
by the Seniors from a large pump-
kin and refreshments were served.
On Thanksgiving eve the Adel-
phoi and Theta Nu societies enjoyed
a ride out to Nassau. They were
entertained at the home of Mr.
Irish, a member of Theta Nu and
arrived home at an early hour.
At the Senior Class meeting held
December 2nd, Miss Murray was
elected Secretary of the class, in
place of Miss Sutherland, who has
resigned.
We hope and ask that all the
students who will be graduated in
the class of 1911, attend the meet-
ings of the Senior Class.
The Seniors are again called upon
to speak in chapel. Mr. Delaney
gave an especially fine declamation.
Mr. Cody’s declamation and Miss
Anthony’s recitation are also worthy
of mention.
SOCIETY NOTES.
Zeta Sigma.
At a meeting of Zeta Sigma,
held Tuesday Nov. 7th, the Misses
Edith Dolan, Jennie Dodds, Clara
Anthony, Kathrine Read, Edith
Herber and Alice Griffin were initi-
ated to active membership. Need-
less to say the other members
enjoyed the meeting.
On Tuesday, Nov. 22, Miss
Clement gave a talk on her recent
trip to Europe, which proved a
pleasant change from the usual
program.
At the regular meeting held
Tuesday, Nov. 29th, business con-
cerning the mid-winter dance was
discussed. A committee was
chosen consisting of Miss Suther-
land, Chairman; Miss Murray and
Miss Packer, who are making all
arrangements necessary. Sigma be-
lieves that this dance is going to be
her best effort as yet to entertain
her friends.
The programs have held the in-
terest of every’ member this year.
The debates are improving and the
quotations are excellent. We all
feel that we are deriving more
benefit than ever before from a
literary standpoint and it is hoped
that when the old year is left behind,
we will leave the best record yet
made.
Adelphoi
Adelphoi, with increased mem-
bership, is holding interesting and
well attended meetings. Mr. Ed.
McEntee’s eloquence adds largely
to the literary work, while Mr. Kirk
with violin solos, and Mr. Bacon
with banjo selections make a very
enjoyable musical program.
Chester Long and Nelson Covey
were initiated Friday, Nov. 11th,
and admitted to membership at the
following meeting.
The members are planning for a
sleighride to be held in the near
future. The following officers have
been elected for the second quarter :
President—Richard Kirk.
Vice-President—John Becker.
Secretary—Edward McEntee.
Treasurer—Tom Clary.
Sergeant -at-arms — Newton
Bacon.
Chaplain—Alwyne George.
Master of Ceremonies—Edwin
Taylor.
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THE CRIMSON AND WHITE 39
Theta Nu
During the past ten weeks, Theta
Nu, having acquired a number of
new members, has improved won-
derfully in the art of debate, also of
declamation. With the rhetoricals
again holding the platform down in
chapel, declaiming has become much
easier for the members of our
society, as shown by the excellent
declamation delivered by Mr.
Delaney. On Nov. 30th, the society
paper, “Reb AND GREEN,” was
read. It showed in all its depart-
ments the good literary ability
for which our society is noted.
Also at that meeting was held one
of the finest impromptu discussions
of the year, namely: “ Doctors are
More Useful than Lawyers,” which
was ably discussed by all the mem-
bers present.
Messrs. MacArdle, Hoyt, Wiltsie
and Wood were admitted as mem-
bers at a recent meeting.
BASKETBALL.
The outlook for a successful
basketball team for this season is
very promising. Of last year’s team
we have Goewey, Wurthman and
DuBois. From the candidates who
came out for the team, ‘‘Doc’” Cody
and Ed. Mulcahy proved to be the
material Captain Goewey was look-
ing for.
The team has been practicing
since October and is in fine con-
dition for the hard schedule which
Manager K. Du Bois has arranged.
Home games to be played in the
S. N. C. gym.
THe SCHEDULE
The opening game for the sea-
son, Thursday, Nov. 24, with Kin-
derhook H. S. at Kinderhook. Dec.
2, Christian Brothers’ Academy, at
home, and at night Scotia H. S., at
Scotia. Dec. 7, Christian Brothers’
Academy, on later’s court. Dee. 9,
Kinderhook H. S., at home. Dec.
14, Troy H. S., at home. Dec. 16,
Albany H. S., at Y. M. C. A. gym.
Jan. 13, Troy Academy, at home.
Jan. 18, Lansingburgh H. S., at
home. Jan. 20, Albany Academy,
at Racquet Club. Jan. 27, Albany
Academy, at home. Feb. 1, Albany
H. S., at home. Feb. 11, Lansing-
burgh H. S., at Lansingburgh. Feb.
17, Union University Sophomores,
at home. March 3, New Paltz Nor-
mal High School, at New Paltz.
March 4, Riverview Military Acad-
emy, at Poughkeepsie. (March 3
40 THE CRIMSON AND WHITE
and 4 is a two-day trip.) March
11, New Paltz Normal H. S., at
home. Two or more games with
State Normal College (Albany),
will be played on dates to be decided
later. Manager Du Bois has had
the good luck of engaging former
Manager Donahoe to referee all
home games.
You are all aware that “season
tickets” for home basketball games
have been on sale for the small
amount of thirty-five cents. They
are still on sale and can be secured
from Mr. Du Bois at any time. If
you haven’t secured a ticket yet,
buy it to-day. We have a team this
year which is worthy of your sup-
port. Help make it a successful
season by buying a ticket and com-
ing to the games.
N.H.Si18 S.N,C. 20.
On Thursday, Oct. 27, our quin-
tette met and defeated the State
Normal College five in a practice
game by a score of 18 to 10.
N.H.S. 48 K.H.S. 15
Our basketball team opened its
season in a_ successful manner
Thanksgiving night at Kinderhook
by defeating the High School team
of that place, in a one-sided contest
by the score of 48 to 15. The work
of our “ five” was excellent, especi-
ally the shooting of Goewey who
made nine field baskets, and Wurth-
man who made si Briefly speak-
ing, the entire aggregation played
well, considering that they were all
out late the night before.
The line up:
Position
NGL: seseierrns xn Kinderhook
Left Forward
Warthman seeceeee ees oon Heney
Right Forward
E. Mulcahy ..... A, Waite (Capt.)
Center
Left Guard
DirBois') soto mhen odes Starp
Right Guard
Goewey (Capt.) .... Van Alstyne
SumMary
Basket from field—Goewey 9,
Wurthman 6, Du Bois 3, Cody 2,
Mulcahy 2, Starp 3, Henry 1, A.
Waite 1, Van Alstyne 1. Baskets
from free throw—Goewey 4, Heney
3. Referee—W. Waite. Timer—
Bacon. Scorer—McEntee. Time
of halves, 20 minutes each.
N.-H. S.. 22, C. B. A, 9.
On Friday, Dec. 2, our team
showed what kind of basket ball
they could play on their own court,
by defeating the strong five of the
Christian Brothers’ Academy by a
score of 22 to 9,
In the first half we completely
outplayed the C. B. A., Du Bois
making a sensational basket from
half the court before the visitors
had time to move their positions.
This seemed to dishearten them, but
in the second half they came back
very strong and made our five go
some to keep up with them.
As usual, the playing of Goewey,
Cody and Du Bois was of the sen-
sational order.
The line up:
N.H.S. Position C. B. A.
Right Forward
Mutleritiy: '.o:pcossienaraurhercternst loon Wise
Left Forward
George wviewecven Lennon (Capt.)
Center
Cody ve acave ve Alex
Du Bois Cantwell
Left Guard
Goewey (Capt.) wisceees Leonard
SUMMARY
Baskets from field—Goewey 4,
Du Bois 2, Cody 2, Mulcahy 2, Len-
non 3, Cantwell 1, Baskets on free
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THE CRIMSON AND WHITE 41
throws—Goewey 2, Leonard 1.
Score at end of first half{—N. H. S.
13, C. B. A. 2, Final score—N. H.
S. 22, C. B. A. 9. Referee—Dona-
hoe. Timekeeper—Wilson. Scorer
—McEntee. Time of halves twenty
minutes. Attendance about 250.
Ni He S3335)/Si eS. 5t
Our team met its first defeat by
the Scotia H. S. team at Scotia by
a score of 33 to 51. Our quintette
was not familiar with the baskets
on Scotia’s courts and were out-
played in the first half. Instead of
a board bank, wire was used
and our opponents had it down pat.
They could make a basket from any
corner of the court. As a result we
The Ledger, Brooklyn, N. Y..—
you have some clever cartoonists,
but the frontispiece illustrating the
story, “The Hypnotist,” is rather
crude.
The Techtonian, Buffalo, N. Y.,
has some excellent jokes. The
article on “College Life” in the
November issue is as interesting as
any article which has come to our
attention.
Comus, Zanesville, Ohio, is well
edited, but we can find no definite
information as to the name of the
institution of which it is the organ.
Had we not known this from past
exchanges, we could not have deter-
only scored a few in the first half,
but in the second half is when we
showed up, making a majority: of
the baskets. Scotias team work was
excellent and hard to break up.
TRACK.
It is sincerely hoped by the man-
ager that some fellows will turn out,
so as to make it possible to do some-
thing toward: establishing a track
team in this school. There is ab-
solutely no reason why Normal
should not be represented in the
local Armory meets, as nearly every
other school in the city has any-
where from one to four men in each
meet.
e [Mths
mined where to send this year's
issue of the Crimson AND Waite.
That “Hello” sketch in the
Windmill, Hudson, N. Y., is quite
amusing. [xchange criticisms are
requisite to any live high school
periodical, and would materially im-
prove the Windmill.
We would suggest a cover design
for The Benhi, Bennington, Vt.
Otherwise the magazine is fairly
commendable. The — romance,
“Castles in Spain,” in the October
number, is particularly good.
The exchange department of the
Oracle, Jacksonville, Fla., is plausi-
bly edited.
42 THE CRIMSON AND WHITE
We find the Academe, Hamilton,
N. Y., to be our only bi-weekly
exchange.
The Shucis, Schenectady, N. Y.,
is all that can be expected of a high
school publication. The November
cover design is a marvel of artistic
skill.
We cannot compliment the North
Star, Syracuse, N. Y., too highly.
All departments, with special refer-
ence to the editorials, are well main-
tained. The organ has some re-
markably good cuts, and abounds in
real jokes.
“The Passing of the Warrior,”
an inspiring football story in the
October Review, Shamokin, Pa.,
deserves more than passing mention.
We do not approve of including
advertising items in the columns in-
tended for “ Locals” in the Normal
Eyte, Cedar Falls, Iowa.
Such cuts as the editorial cut in
the Vexillum, Boston, Mass., should
not be permitted in a high school
periodical.
We desire to call especial atten-
tion to the technique of “ A Meeting
in Mexico,” to be found in the Echo,
Nashville, Tenn.
The Tattler, Milwaukee, Wis., is
printed on a fine quality of paper.
Its November cover design, how-
ever, though attractive, is rather a
disappointment.
The Voice, New London, N. H.,
is one of the neatest of our ex-
changes.
The literary department of the
Recorder, Winchester, .Mass., needs
to be strengthened.
We congratulate the) E. H. S.
News, Eugene, Or., ang the Sen-
tinel, Los Angeles, Calf for their
all-around excellence.
The cover design of the Wind-
mill, Manlius, N. Y., is very deftly
executed. Here again we emphas-
ize the need of an improved literary
department.
The Iliad, Troy, N. Y., says of the
Crimson AND WHITE:
“ All of the departments are very
good this month. We wish to com-
mend your stories. ‘While the
Country Mourned’ is exceptionally
well done. The column, ‘The Wit
of Our Contemporaries’ is a very
good idea. You have a fine column
of ‘ grinds.’ ”
We do not like the arrangement
of the “O,” Oskaloosa, Iowa. The
advertisements should be kept apart
from the literary material.
The Spinster, Portland, Or., is a
fine example of durability.
The editorials and school notes of
the Huisache, San Antonio, Tex.,
are exceptionably well developed.
The cover design for October is
quite novel.
Exchanges Received
We desire to acknowledge re-
ceipt of the following exchanges
since our last issue:
The North Star (2), High School
Recorder (Saratoga Springs), Sha-
mokin High School Review (2),
The Oracle (2), (Jacksonville,
Fla.), The Voice (2), The Echo
(S. N.C, Albany), The Academy
(Owego, N. Y.), Normal Eyte,
Eugene High School News, The
Comet, The Benhi (2), The Vexil-
lum, The Cue, High School Echo,
The Advocate, The Academe, The
Tattler, Canary and White, The
Techtonian, The Ledger, The Enter-
prise, The Bulletin, The “O,”
Winchester High School Recorder,
Shucis, The Lyceum, College
Index, The Windmill (Hudson,
THE CRIMSON AND WHITE 43
N. Y.), The Sentinel, Comus, Crim-
son and White (Pottsville, Pa.),
The Chronicle, The Windmill
(Manlius, N. Y.), The Oracle
(Fulton, N. Y.), Ripples, The Iliad,
The Spinster, The Russ, The Hui-
sache, The Lilliputian.
The Hammer Club
Clary (correcting a sentence in
French)—“I don’t like the order,
Miss Keller.”
Du Bois (abruptly) —“Then make
it pork chops.”
Mr. Bacon (in Ancient History)
—“Mr. Taylor, name the chief con-
tribution of the oriental nations to
the world’s culture.”
Taylor (absently)—* The differ-
ent brands of cigarettes.”
Professor Sayles (in chapel)—
“Miss O’Connor lost her hair dur-
ing recess yesterday. Has anybody
seen it?
Hare (popping up suddenly)—
“Here I am!”
Miss Clement—“ Mr. McEntee,
what is an anecdote?”
McEntee (suddenly awakening )—
“An animal with whiskers.”
Clara—“Is my hat on straight?”
Bill—“ No, Clara, it’s on your
head.”
McGarr—* Tom Clary caught a
fish, and he weighed three hundred
pounds.”
Cody—“ You mean Clary weigh-
ed three hundred pounds.”
McGarr—* Yes, of course.”
Mr. Bacon (in Ancient History)
—“Mr. Wurthman, tell me some-
thing about Homer.”
Wurthman— Last spring, with
the bases full, I hit one of the op-
posing pitcher’s high shoots for a
homer.”
Joe Mulcahy—* Will someone
please analyze what Cody smokes
in his pipe?”
The “ bunch” (in unison) —* We
can’t get near enough.”
Miss Root—*Who was Sappho?”
Miss Clement—‘ A __ Ibve-lorn
poetess, who, failing to win the man
she first loved, cured herself by
jumping into the Mediterranean
Sea.”
Miss Root—‘‘ Oh, she probably
acted on the old advice, “ There’s
plenty more fish in the sea.”
Geowey—"I know a girl who
was killed by a boar the other day.”
Miss Goldring — “Excuse me,
Irving. [also value my life.” (Exit.)
A word to the wise is unneces-
sary. (This also refers to our
faculty).
And Wurthman actually took
four girls home after the hay ride
last month. Maybe the girls
couldn’t escape him. Carl’s sweet
temper and mild disposition de-
serve our deepest admiration.
Prof. Sayles (to Miss O'Connor
in Intermediate Algebra)—‘* Your
mark is very low and you have
just passed.”
Alberta—“ Oh, I’m so glad!”
Prof. Sayles (Surprised ) —
“Why?”
Alberta—“I do so love a tight
squeeze.”
Margaret—“ I wouldn't marry
the best man on earth.”
Kenneth—* Have [I asked you
to?”
Miss May Veite is giving free
demonstrations on the difficult art
of “How to hobble gracefully, up
and down stairs in a Hobble Skirt.”
44 THE CRIMSON AND WHITE
Irving G.—‘Why is kissing your
girl, like a bottle of olives?”
Alwyne G.—“ Give it up.”
Irving G.—“ Because if you get
one, the rest come easy.”
Pearl—“ Now Edith, you can
let Mr. Casey take your Sigma pin,
can’t you?”
Edith H. (blushing sweetly)—
“Why Pearl, what a suggestion!”
Those Boys Go Shopping.
Bacon (in the drug store)—
“Will you kindly let me see some
of your combs?”
Clerk—“ Combs!”
Bacon—“ Yes.”
Clerk—“ For whom?”
Bacon—“ Myself.”
Clerk—* Great Scott, man! What
you need is a rake.”
Clary (in a clothing store)—
“T’d like to get a collar.”
Clerk—* Well, sir, there’s a har-
ness shop two blocks down the
street.”
The Wit of Our Contemporaries.
Tue WILEs OF THE WEED.
Minister (to urchin on the street
corner)—‘My son, I trust you
never degrade yourself to such a
degree as to smoke.” (With em-
phasis on the last word).
Urchin—“ Yep, I smoke every
day.”
Minister—* My boy, you astound
me! One of your age should
never—”
Urchin—* Aw, what yer givin’
me! I don’t smoke terbaccer. I
works in a fish market smokin’
mackerel.”
Junior (to freshman)—‘ Have
you met Sophia.”
Freshie (innocently )— Sophia
who?”
Junior—* Sophomore!”
Freshman flees in terror.
A problem for geometrics :
“Tf a hog is a rooter and a foot-
ball enthusiast is a rooter, to prove
that a football enthusiast is a hog.”
Proof, ax. 1—things equal to the
same things are equal to each other.
—Ex.
Example of a long sentence in
English; “Imprisonment for life.”
—Ex.
The comparison of “ dead:”
dead (Albany),
deader (Rensselaer),
deadest (Cohoes).
“When I graduate I'll step into
a position at $20,000 per,” modestly
announced the Senior.
“ Per what?” inquired the Soph.
“ Per-haps!” bawled the noisy
Freshie. —Ex.
Of all sad words of tongue or
pen, the saddest are these: “I’ve
flunked again.” —Ex.
Youthless—* What a finely chis-
eled mouth you have; it ought to be
on a girl’s face.”
Youth—* Well, I seldom miss
the opportunity.” —Ex.
Adam—“ I’ve a new field for you
to till, my son. Are you able?”
Cain—“ Not quite, father. I’m
Cain.”
There was a thief who ne’er would
leave
“A clue,” he oft would say,
But he wouldn’t touch a pair of
scales
Lest he would give himself
a-weigh,
—Ex.
“Just smile awhile, and as you
smile another smiles, and soon
there’s miles and miles of smiles,
and life’s worth while because you
smile.”
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Crass STONES.
Fresh, emerald; sophs, Blarney
stone; juniors, grindstone; seniors,
tombstone. —Ex.
There are meters of measure,
And meters of tone—
But the best way to meet her
Ts to meet her alone. —Ex.
John—* Pat, are you good at
measurements ?”
Pat—“I am that.”
John—“ Then can you tell me
how many shirts can I get out of
a yard?”
Pat—“ Sure it depends on whose
yard you get into.” —Ex.
Typical Englishman—* Hi say!
’Ow long 've Hi got to wait for
those chops Hi sent to be warmed
over?”
Waiter—* Why, Ah et ‘em up,
boss. Yo’ tol’ me to.”
Englishman—“ You blawsted hid-
iot! Cawn’t you hunderstand Hen-
glish? Hi said distinctly to eat
“em up.” —Ex.
A deadbeat—one who makes a
soft living by sponging it.
“Tt is said that a cannibal never
works,” said the professor.
“How, then, does he live?” in-
quired the student incredulously.
“On other people,” was the
prompt retort.
Lady—* Could you please tell me
where the corset department is?”
Floor walker (pointing to back
of store) —“ Straight back.”
Lady (highly indignant)—‘ No,
sir, Straight front.” —Ex.
First hotel proprietor—* We have
a blind waiter in our hotel who is a
perfect wonder. He has never
broken a dish to my knowledge, and
walks about as confidently and as
safely as if he could see.”
Second hotel proprietor—“Humph !
Not so remarkable. We have a
dumbwaiter in our hotel.”
Professor—We will represent
the moon by my hat.”
Freshie—“ Is the moon inhab-
ited?” —Ex.
Freshman—* Suppose a man were
to call you a liar, what would you
do?”
Soph. ( hesitatingly ) —“ What
sized man?” —Ex.
Be careful about singing through
a screen—you are likely to strain
your voice, —Ex.
Weary Willie—* How would you
like a seat in congress?”
Tommy Tatters—‘“I’d rather
have a seat in dis pair of trousers
just at present.” —Ex.
A miss is as good as a mile—
always.
A miss is as good as her smile—
sometimes,
Out of the frying-pan into the
mouth—mother’s griddle-cakes.
Mirth.
Willie had tried various means to
interest his father in conversation.
“Can’t you see I’m trying to
read?” said the exasperated parent.
“Now, don’t bother me.”
Willie was silent for almost a
minute. Then reflectively: “ Awful
accident in the subway to-day.
Father looked up with interest.
“What's that?” he asked. ‘ What
was the accident in the subway?”
“Why,” replied Willie, edging to-
ward the door, “a woman had her
eye on a seat and a man sat on it.”
“What's all the row over on the
next block?” a reporter asked of a
policeman.
“ Aw, only a wooden weddin’.”
“A wooden wedding?”
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“Sure. A couple of Peles is
gettin’ married.”
In a New York street car recently
a young man attracted the attention
of the other passengers by suddenly
leaping from his seat and picking up
something from between the seats of
the floor. For a moment he ex-
amined his find. Then he asked,
“ Did anybody lose a five-dollar gold
piece?”
Burglar—“ Take back yer purse,
lady. Youse has got more use for a
button hook an’ a powder puff dan
what I have.”
Women’s Outer Garment Shop
Here you will find a complete assortment
of the Season’s Latest Creations in
Ladies’ Dress at the Most Reasonable Prices
VISIT OUR FUR DEPARTMENT
MANN & ANKER
37 North Pearl Street, Albany, N. Y
A ministerial-looking man got up
from his seat at the other end of the
car and started toward the young
man with outstretched hand.
“Yes,” he said, “ I dropped a five-
dollar gold piece when I got on, but
owing to the crush I couldn’t find
it.”
“Very well,” said the young man,
gleefully. “ Here’s a nickel toward
it.”
The Dolan Company
ALBANY’S BEST CLOTHIERS
SPECIAL STYLES FOR YOUNG MEN
The Home of College Styles
South Pearl and Beaver Streets
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“ How shall I break the news to
my parents that I have failed in my
exams?”
“Merely telegraph them: “ Ex-
amination over. Nothing new!”
“ An heirloom,” explained the far-
mer’s wife to her thirteen-year-old
boy, “is something that has been
handed down from father to son, and
in some instances is greatly prized.”
“T’d prize these heirlooms I’m
wearing,” remarked the youngster,
“a good deal more if they wasn’t
so long in the legs.”
In Topeka three clothing stores
are on the same block. One morn-
ing the middle proprietor saw to the
right of him a big sign—* Bank-
rupt Sale,” and to the left, “ Closing
Out at Cost.” Twenty minutes later
there appeared over his own door,
in larger letters, “Main Entrance.”
“ Wouldn’t you like another piece
of cake, dear?” asked the good lady
of the urchin at the end of the
Christmas dinner.
“ No’m, I guess not,” said the boy
dubiously. “I could chew it, but I
couldn’t swallow it.”
“ Papa,” said Freddie, “ what is a
fortification?”
“Why, a big fort,” said his father.
“Well, papa, is a ratification a
big—"
“T am busy now, dear,” replied
father as he escaped.
Mr. Brown and his family were
standing in front of the lion cage.
“John,” said Mrs. Brown, “if
those animals were to escape, whom
would you save first, me or the
children?”
“Me,” replied John without hesi-
tation.
“Good morning, ma'am,” began
the temperance worker. I’m collect-
ing for the Inebriates’ Home and—”
“Why, me husband’s out,” replied
Mrs. McGuire, “ but if ye can find
him anywhere’s ye’re welcome to
him.”
Snappy Styles for the
College Man
and Woman
Walk Over Boot Shop
WORBASS & HASKELL,
71 No. Pearl Street
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Visitor—* What became of that
other windmill that was here last
year?”
Native—" There was only enough
wind for one, so we took it down.”
“Me gotta da good job,” said
Pietro, as he gave the monkey a little
more line after grinding out on his
organ a selection from ‘‘ Santa
Lucia.” “Getta forty dollar da
month and eata myself; thirty da
month if da boss eata me.”
Character is higher than intellect
—a great soul will be strong to live,
as well as to think.”—Emerson.
A good name is better than bags
of gold.—Cervantes.
One to-day is worth two to-
morrows.—Benjamin Franklin.
The first years of man must make
provision for the last—Johnson.
Shake hands, before you die,
Old year, we'll dearly rue for you:
What is it we can do for you?
Speak out before you die.
--Tennyson.
Our life should resemble a long
day of light—Moore.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong
to none.—Shakespeare
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Thomas’ Music Store. Come in and hear the new Am-
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are ready—select now. We deliver when you wish. All
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THE CRIMSON AND WHITE 49
The Place for Everything
Pertaining to Indoor or Outdoor Sports
Outfits Complete for the Gymnasium, Basket Ball and Indoor Base Ball
Albany Hardware and Iron Co.
SPORTING GOODS DEPARTMENT
F. M. HOSLER
MANUFACTURER OF
Ice Cream and Confectionery
Wholesale and Retail
193 LARK STREET, ALBANY, N. Y.
“V]° A. HAGAMAN & CO.
William H. Luck
..BAKERS...
PICTURE FRAMES aa
Framed Pictures 877 to 883 Madison Ave., Albany
208 Washington Ave., Albany Branch Store, 200 Lark Street |
Grand Holiday Display of Kmas W. L. BRADT A. Ll. FREDERICK
Jewelry at BRADT DRUG CO.
MARSTON & SEAMAN) uvers and Lowney's
DIAMOND AND WATCH MERCHANTS Chocolates
20 South Pearl Street, 7 and 8 Central Avenue
ALBANY, N. Y. ALBANY, N. Y.
A, J. COOK F, A. McCNAMEE
A. J. COOK & CO.
REAL ESTATE, SURETY BONDS AND INSURANCE
452-454 Broadway, Albany, N. Y.
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Repairing promptly attended to
VALENTINE MAGIN
Manufacturer of Harness
Dealer in Whips, Boots, Trunks, Bags, etc.
53 CENTRAL AVENUE
See PABST about that 29c Coffee
W. H. PABST
Madison Avenue, Quail Street
—and—
191 Lark Street.
PINE HILLS PHARMACY
Drugs and School Supplies
Cor. Madison Ave. and Ontario St.
Both Phones
ABRAM DE BLAEY
Bookseller, Stationer and News-
dealer
52 STATE ST., cor. GREEN.
Don’t Wear False Hair!
USE DR. V’s HAIR TONIC
TO GROW AND KEEP
YOUR OWN
F. J. SMITH
Clinton Ave. and Lark St,
H. W. BALDWIN
HIGH CLASS SHOES
29 North Pearl St.
41 Maiden Lane
CHARLES H. VAN LOON
«+. NEWSDEALER....
Tobacco, Cigars, Souvenir Post
Cards and Magazines
447 Madison Avenue
Fred C. Schaible
Wholesale and Retail Dealer in
Paints, Oils, Glass
80 Washington Avenue
WILLARD H. DONNER
Fine Paper Hangings and Room
Mouldings
Interior Painting, Cornice and
Ceiling Work
No, 30 CENTRAL AVENUE
‘Telephone 547 Main
COAL SERVICE
like teaching is made good by TRAIN-
ING.. We have been at school for 25
years learning to do it right. May we
have your next order?
JOHN T. D. BLACKBURN, 108 N. PEARL ST.
Both Phones 827
JOHN I. SPENCER
Dealer in Fresh and Salt Meats
POULTRY A SPECIALTY
2 Central Avenue
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PROF. DOYLE
Teacher of Dancing
GRADUATE’S HALL
H. R. ‘Phone 869-L
Please mention ‘“ The Crimson and White.”
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A. H. CLAPP
Headquarters for Beautiful Books, Fine
Stationery, Art, Brass and Leather Articles
Engravers of fine Visiting Cards
32 Maiden Lane
ARTHUR
BANFILL
GROCER
Bisliop’s Preserves, Crystalized and Stuffed Figs and Prunes, Gouda and
Edam Cheese, Tunis Dates, Cresca Cumquats and Figs, Stuffed
Dates and Ginger, Plum Pudding, Bar Le Duc, Menier
Choc. Chevier, Melba Peaches, and Sauce.
293 STATE STREET, CORNER DOVE STREET
DAISY BREAD
Cheapest and Best of Food
J. L. KIMMEY
Maker
Mrs T. L. BENAU
DEALER IN
Fish, Oysters, Clams, etc.
449 Madison Avenue
Both Phones
“THE CAMERA SHOP’
14 James Street
Edmund S. Baldwin
Dealer in
PHOTO SUPPLIES
Developing and Printing for Amateurs.
WM. SCHRAMM
West End Shoe Store
847 Madison Ave.
RUBBERS AND SHOES
Fine Repairing a Specialty
E. F. HORTON
Meats, Poultry, Canned Goods
Both Phones 849 Madison Ave.
Home-made Sausage a Specialty
SUITS AND OVERCOATS TO ORDER
S. E. Miller
34-36 Maiden Lane
HAZELTINE’S
+FLOWER SHOP+
32 Central Ave. Albany, N. Y.
Both Phones
Please mention “The Crimson and White.”
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Many Beautiful Things to select from, suitable for
Christmas
W. F. ANTEMANN & SON
+JEWELERS+
21 North Pearl Street
Mohawk Butter Store
A. J. LIVINGSTON, Prop.
WEST END PORTRAIT STUDIO
F. I. MARSHALL
The Best Butter and Eggs Our
Specialty.
51 CENTRAL AVENUE
H. R, 'Phone 3189 Main.
-- Kine Photographs...
77 Central Ave. Albany, N. Y.
Hats, Furs, Cloaks, Umbrellas, Rubbers, Gloves, Shoes, Rugs,
Trunks, Bags, Imporled Suits, Waists and Neckwear
COTRELL & LEONARD
472 and 474 Broadway and 15 James St.
ALBANY, N. Y.
Gymnasium Suits, Academic Gowns
‘ROMTH PEARL SX,
Nor NGFIVABIE
INCOMPREHENSIBLE !!!
SENT: EVERYWHERE
JEREMIAH KIELEY
Plumbing, Roofing, Heating
ro and 12 Green Street
Albany and New York
Both Phones 67
Gersbach & Schafer
HOUSE FURNISHINGS,
STOVES, RANGES
REPAIRS FOR ANY STOVE
16 and 17 Central Avenue
Telephone Connection
‘ALB RY
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S4 THE CRIMSON AND WHITE
Special Rates to Students
ALBANY ART UNION
Photographs---Artistic
48 NORTH PEARL STREET
Both Phones. ALBANY, N. Y.
FRANK H. EVORY RAY B. EVORY
FRANK H. EVORY & CO.
GENERAL PRINTERS
Barf Pea ‘Street 36-38 Beaver Street
COLLEGE PRINTERY
ESTABLISHED 1879
HELMES BROS.
Wood Mantels, Tile and Fire Place Fixtures
Furniture, Carpets, Draperies and Bedding
Steam Bedding Renovators
4, 5 and 6 CENTRAL AVENUE, ALBANY, N. Y.
Please mention “The Crimson and White.”
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H. W. ANTEMANN
Manufacturing Jeweler
High Grade Presentation Badges from Original Designs.
Fine School and Class Pins. Diamonds and other
precious stones. Fine Repairing a Specialty.
PROMPT AND SATISFACTORY WORK ONLY
23 JAMES STREET, ALBANY, N. Y.
SHOPPING SUGGESTIONS
Opera Glasses, Field Glasses, Lorgnettes, Barometers, Thermometers, Telescopes,
Microscopes, Compasses, Silver Eye Glass Cases, Fountain Pens, Hand Mirrors,
Pocket Aneroids, Auto Goggles, Outdoor Window Thermometers, Pedometers,
Photo Albums, Kodaks, Art Calendars.
MEYOWITZ BROS., 68 North Pearl Street
KATTREIN WILD BROS.
Engraver, Printer and Stationer
anc.)
5 Maiden Lane
x Ice Cream and
Confectione:
College Stationery ry
(Wirt and Parker Fountain Pens) Stateand Lark: Streets
ALBANY’S PROGRESSIVE DRUG STORE
Morris Drug Company
26-28 NORTH PEARL ST. COR. MAIDEN LANE
Try a HOT or COLD Soda at our Fountain — SIMPLY DELICIOUS
TURNER’S
Confectionery
44 Robin Street
DEARSTYNES Ice Cream, Ice Cream Soda
Home-made Candy
Light Lunch
ee South Pearl Steet Everything First-class and clean
THE BEST CARAMELS IN THE CITY
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Steefel Bros.
ALBANY
Holiday Gifts
In deciding what to give it is well to bear in
mind that nothing is so acceptable as useful
articles of wearing apparel.
You will find it a simple matter to make your
selections from our large assortments.
HIGHEST QUALITY OF CLOTHING, HATS, SHOES
AND FURNISHINGS FOR MEN AND BOYS
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