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MAY, 1904 GETTYSBURG COLlJEGE GETTYSBURG, PA. . 1 M : mmm0m0m*m*mm*mH0mm$mm W. 0. BARBU^KHi * XI And now a monument erected stands O'er that same spot where they fought and died, Who at the last obeyed their Lord's commands, A monument of all its kind the pride, ■ For there the mighty arms of war reside, Aud tho' the shattered oak marks a lost cause, The ivy's twining leaflets ail scars hide, And while our land obeys Sweet Freedom's laws, 'One Country and One Flag.' we'll win the world's applause. v t -#HBJE£jL*U^D»'w ''* ■» * //.'vl*" i THE MERCURY. 91 Bennett had seen the girl but once, yet that indelible first impression which is the making or undoing of so many of us had lurked in the young dentist's mind with provoking tenacity. He was strolling in the park on a spring Sunday, enjoying the genial sunshine and soft breezes laden with the perfumed exhalations of budding shrubbery. Suddenly aware of the presence of some one humming the air of the latest sentimental song, he stepped quickly aside where the narrow gravel walk cut through a tall hedge of boxwood. The path made an abrupt turn on the other side, so that he could not see her coming until she tripped lightly through the opening in the leafy wall and cast her eyes over the grassy sword with an anxious, searching look. Bennett's hat seemed to come off of itself, and the motion, together with his involuntary bow, drew her attention toward him. "Please pardon me, sir," she said, shyly, "but have you noticed a blue straw hat about the grass anywhere ? I was romping with the children and went off without it. So dreadfully forgetful, but then the weather is so delightful one can almost go without—" She stopped, observing by the look on his face that he re-membered having seen it. "Why, yes," he stammered, "it is hanging on the arm of the rustic chair in the summer house, just beyond the crocus beds." "Oh, thank you," she said, with a charming smile, and skipped away, leaving the astonished Bennett staring after her, a merry trill of warbling laughter floating back to him across the green. Ever since that first accidental meeting she had occupied a place in his thoughts. Why was it, he asked himself, that this simple hearted, frivolous girl, of doubtful social position, should have caused him so completely to lose his wonted self-posses-sion— he, Roger Bennett, whose control over his feelings and their outward manifestation was a thing proverbial. There was but one explanation. She had roused in him the long-smoul-dering spark of an emotion which he had thought never existed; had found a loop-hole in the seemingly impregnable fortress of his indifference to the charms of the weaker sex. Had any I til fl«l|| Mil . - , - , . 92 THE MERCURY. I one at this time ventured to jest with the young dentist on the matter, that person would doubtless have received admonition to mind his own business, or something equally as pertinent, and yet Bennett could not rid himself of the conviction that he was genuinely interested in the girl. Several times he thought he recognized her on the street and actually found himself in the act of following; but it always proved to be some one else. He would swear at himself for being the fool of a petticoat, yet all the while chafing and restless under the goad of a nameless and impelling desire to the like of which, up to a short time ago, he had never known. Late one night, just as Bennett was starting to walk from the Club to his apartments, which were not far distant, he was accosted a few doors from the building by a burly fellow who had evidently been watching the entrance for some one he was awaiting. The man growled an apology and asked if Dr. Jenkins had been to the Club that evening. Bennett, wondering what business such a character could have with the doctor, answered in the negative and was about to pass on. But the other seized the dentist's arm, his voice changing tone from obsequious politeness to the gutteral harshness of growing wrath. "So!" he snarled. "Stayed away, has he? Well, the damned old pill-box'll find out a thing or two if he tries to git ahead o' Joe Gilson." Startled at this outburst against his aged friend, and with his own anger rapidly rising, Bennett demanded of the man what business he had with Dr. Jenkins. "Crooked business. His own dirty work, that he wants me to help him out of, and then tries to git without payin' what's comin' to me." Surprised beyond measure at this unexpected revelation, Ben-nett listened eagerly as the man, angered at the loss of another opportunity to blackmail the old physician, turned traitor to the trust for which he had in reality been already well paid, and disclosed to his astonished listener all the details of the strange affair which Dr. Jenkins was conducting in such an underhand way. Hidden in the obscurity of a dark corner, the two men tmdSm^mlwMi^m.lK^^^^f^^^f/j^g^ /.'■* THE MERCURY. 93 conversed for some time in low tones, an exclamation now and then escaping the thoroughly interested Bennett. "What's that! A young girl, did you say !" "Yes, sir. And a beaut', too. Swellest doll yer ever winked yer glims at. Big, blue eyes; bright, yellow hair. Used to be a guverness in some highfalutin' family afore she—" "Hold on a moment. What did you say the street and number was?" The other mumbled the address while Bennett scribbled hastily on the back of a card. Then, thrusting a ten-dollar note into the eager palm of his informant, he hurried down the street and up to his rooms. Lighting a cigarette to soothe his feverishly-excited brain, he dropped into an easy chair and sat until far into the night conjuring up ethereal, im-aginary forms out of the writhing, drifting smoke masses— smiling when he thought he saw a vision of blue eyes and yellow hair, but when the haze resolved itself into the shrewd, pinched visage of Dr. Jenkins, the handsome face of the smoke became distorted into a vicious scowl. ****** A light breeze wafted the perfume of the flowers in the hospital garden through the open window of a room where.a sweet-faced young girl was lying upon a little white bed.' The look of utter weariness upon the face, the temples flushed with color, indicated that the patient was slowly recovering from a pro-tracted illness of fever. As the cool outer air swept gently through the apartment the eyes opened, large and blue, and filled with a mute expression of longing for the outer world and sunshine again. For a moment they watched the tidy nurse busying herself about the room and then closed again. The little white hand brushed back a stray yellow curl from the pale cheek and dropped limply by her side. She was fast asleep. The so.und of carriage wheels on the driveway caused the nurse to start, hurry to the window and look out, as if expect-ing someone. A brougham drew up at the gate. Four elderly, professional-looking gentlemen alighted and walked swiftly up to the main entrance, where they were admitted, as if by pre-ar-rangement, without a moment's delay. The nurse, hearing J I 94 THE MERCURY. them coming up stairs, opened the door softly and greeted them with a frown, her finger to her lips, whereupon they advanced on tip-toe, softly entered the room and began a whispered consultation. Then one of the party, a small, wiry old man, produced a sort of wallet, which he unfolded and laid upon a table, disclosing an array of formidable-looking instru-ments. He next brought forth a small bottle containing a pale yellow fluid, which he held up to the light and regarded with a smile of fiendish satisfaction. The others leaned forward eagerly. "Will you tell us, Dr. Jenkins," said one, "how you purpose to use this in making your scientific test ?" The little doctor held the phial between his thumb and fore-finger, watching the sunlight play through the virulent concoc-tion in little spurts of lambent fire, and began speaking as if he ignored the presence of the other three and was merely talking to himself. "This bottle holds a small quantity of serum con-taining the bacilli of a strange new disease which has lately become alarmingly prevalent among the poorer districts of the city. I have secured some of the germs for the purpose of inoculating a patient and, by close observation, recording the symptoms of the disease for reference in future cases. The inability of the health authorities and medical profession gener-erally to cope with the plague is due to the lack of knowledge of the symptoms, thus they are unable to take any preventive measures until the malady is already far advanced. It is this difficulty that I propose to obviate by the results of this exper-iment. In carrying out my plan I run a great risk on account of the peculiar characteristics of the disease. It may happen that before even my own practiced eye can detect a trace of the disorder it will be already so far advanced that the patient's chances for recovery would be very small indeed. On this account I have observed the utmost secrecy in the whole matter, having taken into my confidence only yourselves, gen-tlemen, the nurse, Miss Simpson, and her lover, Joseph Gilson, whom I was obliged to hire to persuade his sweetheart to act as my accomplice. The subject upon whom I am going to experiment is a young girl who was employed as a governess I . I I THE MERCURY. 95 i until she fell ill with a severe attack of the fever. As she is just now convalescing I think her blood will be in such a weak-ened condition as to readily assimilate the serum containing the bacilli. You will please observe me closely, gentlemen, as I proceed, because, while I have carried this affair to an almost criminal extent, still it is all in the interests of science, and should it leak out I would feel safer in having a few reliable witnesses to testify that everything was properly carried on and all due precautions taken." Having delivered himself of this explanation, Dr. Jenkins proceeded to arrange his instruments, together with sundry flasks and bottles of chemicals and antiseptics, upon a small table close to the bedside. The group of medical gentlemen watched him intently, their expressions of awe and admiration alternating with glances of pity at the unconscious form on the bed, the quiet, peaceful face almost as white as the pillow over which wavy masses of golden-yellow hair were spread in be-witching disarray. The nurse moved to the bedside and Dr. Jenkins gave her a few directions in a low whisper. Down in the street below a handsome young man was seen hurrying toward the hospital gate, his anxious eyes fixed upon the open window of the chamber in which this scene was transpiring. The three physicians, who had become involved in an argu-ment among themselves, turned suddenly to behold a scene which made them instinctively shudder, despite their years ot surgical practice. The nurse stood near the head of the bed, a towel over her arm and a glass holding a yellow liquid in her hand. The girl on the bed still slept soimdly, with one arm, bare almost to the shoulder, lying exposed upon the coverlet. Bending over this, with all the cruel suggestiveness of the hawk about to pounce upon the innocent and unsuspecting dove, stood the little, dwarfed figure of Dr. Jenkins. The hooked nose was thrust forward; the keen, gray eyes glittered malig-nantly, and in the claw like fingers of his upraised hand there flashed the sting-like point of a hypodermic needle. The sleeping victim heaved a deep sigh. A breathless stillness pervaded the room. 96 THE MERCURY. ****** She opened her eyes and saw someone standing by the bed. It was not the doctor. It was a handsome young man who stood glaring at the open door with a look of savage defiance and shook his clenched fists at some visionary foe. But no, perhaps it was real after all. What was that peculiar, pungent odor of chemicals that filled the room, and those broken bottles on the floor, with little rivulets of yellow-tinged water creeping along the cracks of the boards? The sunlight flashed back from several small objects of polished steel scattered about the room. The table had been overturned and the door swung on one hinge, two of the panels splintered. What had happened? The nurse was gone, the doctors were gone, and no one here but, but— He was bending over her now, telling her in the soft tones of deep emotion how he had saved her from what might have meant a horrible death ; how he had been thinking of her ever since they had met in the park on that spring Sunday; how lonely his selfish life was becoming to him, and that he wanted someone to—to—. He dropped on one knee by the bedside. "Love," she said, with a glorious smile, reaching out and putting both her arms about his neck. K^t> MUSIC TO-DAY. Miss HELEN "WAGNER, '06. IN the present day there are no really great geniuses in the world of composition. We have numerous interpreters of the legacies the masters of the past centuries have left us, and never was the standard of execution higher than it is to-day. The present gives us Paderewski as an example in his almost perfect technique and Joseph Hoffmann as a most sympathetic interpreter. Vocal art and orchestral music have attained a high degree of perfection. But in regard to invention the world seems to be slumbering at present; there are promises of better days—promises of new fields and new openings—but . I ■ ■• THE MERCURY. 97 for the moment music seems to be in an unsettled state; no one school is predominant. And music can advance without a head no more than can an army. With the beginning of the nineteenth century Italy, reigned supreme in the musical realm. The number of masters it gave to the world and the genius of those masters was only equalled by the German school in the nineteenth century when Mozart and Verdi in Italy gave place to Beethoven and Haydn in Ger-many. These Giants had not yet completed their glorious ca-reers when Schumann, Mendelssohn and Wagner came to take up their work. But no fitting successor has appeared upon whom their mantle can fall; and so the German school, too, though still the recognized head, is fast declining. And we wonder who is to carry on the great work. For in the musical world, as well as in the commercial, the military and the edu-cational world, it seems that it is impossible in the natural piogress of things for any one country to hold the supremacy for more than a few generations. Strauss is the most prominent German composer of to-day. His compositions, particularly his orchestral compositions, have given him universal fame, but his faults are too glaring to per-mit his being considered a perfect genius—a master. And there are other recognized leaders, in other countries, however. In England there are Richard Elgar and Alexander Mackenzie; in France, Jules Massenet and Camille Saint Saens; among the Scandanavians and Slavonic composers we have Grieg and Sinding; among the Russians, Alexander Glazonnoff, and among the Bohemians, Antonin Dvorak. Musical develop-ment in America has always been considered incompatible with its wonderful development along other lines. However Macdowell and Parker have compelled the European schools to come to a realization of the fact that there are musical pos-sibilities in our country. Each country has its own peculiar style of music; that is, music bears the impress of the nationality of a composer just as people's faces are advertisements for their fatherland. And so each country is peculiarly adapted to the production of some ■ 96 THE MERCURY. She opened her eyes and saw someone standing by the bed. It was not the doctor. It was a handsome young man who stood glaring at the open door with a look of savage defiance and shook his clenched fists at some visionary foe. But no, perhaps it was real after all. What was that peculiar, pungent odor of chemicals that filled the room, and those broken bottles on the floor, with little rivulets of yellow-tinged water creeping along the cracks of the boards? The sunlight flashed back from several small objects of polished steel scattered about the room. The table had been overturned and the door swung on one hinge, two of the panels splintered. What had happened ? The nurse was gone, the doctors were gone, and no one here but, but— He was bending over her now, telling her in the soft tones of deep emotion how he had saved her from what might have meant a horrible death; how he had been thinking of her ever since they had met in the park on that spring Sunday; how lonely his selfish life was becoming to him, and that he wanted someone to—to—. He dropped on one knee by the bedside. "Love," she said, with a glorious smile, reaching out and putting both her arms about his neck. MUSIC TO-DAY. Miss HELEN "WAGNER, '06. IN the present day there are no really great geniuses in the world of composition. We have numerous interpreters of the legacies the masters of the past centuries have left us, and never was the standard of execution higher than it is to-day. The present gives us Paderewski as an example in his almost perfect technique and Joseph Hoffmann as a most sympathetic interpreter. Vocal art and orchestral music have attained a high degree of perfection. But in regard to invention the world seems to be slumbering at present; there are promises of better days—promises of new fields and new openings—but JBttiftJsi^iBLypU'il ' "• I'**"■W'MUW.fwAM THE MERCURY. 97 for the moment music seems to be in an unsettled state; no one school is predominant. And music can advance without a head no more than can an army. With the beginning of the nineteenth century Italy, reigned supreme in the musical realm. The number of masters it gave to fhe world and the genius of those masters was only equalled by the German school in the nineteenth century when Mozart and Verdi in Italy gave place to Beethoven and Haydn in Ger-many. These Giants had not yet completed their glorious ca-reers when Schumann, Mendelssohn and Wagner came to take up their work. But no fitting successor has appeared upon whom their mantle can fall; and so the German school, too, though still the recognized head, is fast declining. And we wonder who is to carry on the great work. For in the musical world, as well as in the commercial, the military and the edu-cational world, it seems that it is impossible in the natural piogress of things for any one country to hold the supremacy for more than a few generations. Strauss is the most prominent German composer of to-day. His compositions, particularly his orchestral compositions, have given him universal fame, but his faults are too glaring to per-mit his being considered a perfect genius—a master. And there are other recognized leaders, in other countries, however. In England there are Richard Elgar and Alexander Mackenzie; in France, Jules Massenet and Camille Saint Saens; among the Scandanavians and Slavonic composers we have Grieg and Sinding; among the Russians, Alexander Glazonnoff, and among the Bohemians, Antonin Dvorak. Musical develop-ment in America has always been considered incompatible with its wonderful development along other lines. However Macdowell and Parker have compelled the European schools to come to a realization of the fact that there are musical pos-sibilities in our country. Each country has its own peculiar style of music; that is, music bears the impress of the nationality of a composer just as people's faces are advertisements for their fatherland. And so each country is peculiarly adapted to the production of some 98 THE MERCURY. one class of music due entirely to the temperaments of its peo-ple. The symphony and dramatic compositions have always been Germany's forte; and France, until recently, has been wholly devoted to the opera. In these days composers seem to be losing their productions upon the folk-songs of their peo-ple and this gives a very decided national impress to all recent composition. For instance, the Irish and Scotch melodies, worked up as they have been by Stanford and Mackenzie into large creations, betray at once the nationality of their compos-ers, as well as the wild turbulent elements in the music of Rus-sia. And even in the music of America this characteristic is very noticeable; the negro tunes and Indian touches will give character to American music for all time. MOTIVES TO RIGHT LIVING. F. R. YOUNG, '06. AS one stands aloof and looks at the great whirl of humani-ty in its daily struggle for existence, for pleasure, for gold and for fame, he asks himself what is all this clamor, to what will it eventually amount? His feeling is one of sor-row as he sees the countless thousands spending so much time and energy for the perishable and leaving the imperish-able go by unnoticed. Here is one class struggling for existence alone. They have no high ambitions, no lofty aspirations, no noble emotions of the soul. The impress of vice and crime is plainly stamped upon their features. They hear only vulgar language and see vile deeds. They are born into this world from parents who are only a few grades above the brute creation and they live by working or stealing, whichever they find more profitable and less laborious. Such people do not live, they exist, not be cause they have some definite object in life, but because they are ushered into it without any will of their own. They dare not die for fear of the dreadful darkness beyond. There is another class which in many respects is to be cen- ■■^■^H mgLtAMM |piPP|H|PPMWWVMMiMiniK THE MERCURY. 99 I ' sured more than the first class. This is composed of those who make the pursuit of pleasure the chief aim in life. They come from the lower as well as from the higher ranks of society. Those of the lower class work hard all day in order to keep abreast with the fashions of the higher society, and, in seeking to gratify their desire for pleasure, they spend their small com-pensation on frivolous things which satifies only their vanity and leaves their necessity unsupplied. Others of better rank devote their time, talent and money to the pursuits of pleasure. They spend their time in attending theatres and balls and other social functions, in securing the latest cut in dress, in order to have prestige in social circles. They drive about in their handsome carriages or whirl along in their automobiles missing hourly, in their desire to obtain that fair, fleeing, elusive bubble which they call pleasure, those opportunities to secure true and ennobling enjoyment. And when they grasp that airy bubble, as they sometimes do, it bursts in their fingers, and, opening their hands to see what they have, they behold nothing. Well has Ruskin said, " If you make the aim of your life amusement, the time will come when all the horrors of a pantomime will not bring you an hon-est laugh." There are still others who make not pleasure their God, but who worship as fervently at the shrine of wealth. They think of money, talk of money and dream of money. They bend all their energies to that one end—the acquisition of riches. How many hearts there are in this broad land that are yearn-ing for the love once theirs, but which has grown cold and in-different in the relentless struggle for wealth. They study the markets to keep well informed in regard to the rise and fall of prices. They frequent the stock exchange and join the wild, frenzied mass in which men fight like demons for paltry gold. How many there are in the world who have no higher aim than the acquirement of base metal. But there is yet another class whose aim is to obtain fame. Hear Milton: 100 THE MERCURY. "Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise, That last infirmity of a noble mind, To scorn delight and live laborious days, But the fair guerdon, when we hope to find And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life." In their laborious efforts to have their names placed highest on the roll of honor, they often accomplish much for the good of humanity. They devote themselves most assiduously to their work in order to make some great discovery or invention that will give them eminence. They are anxious to hear the ap-plause of the world ringing in their ears. They want to look down from their dizzy heights upon the common people, and feel themselves far above them—very demigods, as it were. They like to have the world fawn and cringe at their feet, and laud their achievement to the skies. What folly! What thoughtlessness! Will people never learn that they, who make the pursuit of pleasure their chief aim in life, miss many opportunities for doing good to those who are in need on every hand? Why will they think only of themselves and never of their poor suffering neighbor? In always gratifying their own desires, they lose the greatest and truest pleasure—that pleasure which comes to the soul of one who has made a sacrifice for the sake of bringing happi-ness to others. Such people care only for themselves and as such they do little good for others. The man who cannot get his head above the rim of a dollar is a very small man. The man who can be lifted no higher by his aspirations than the acquisition of wealth has a narrow, bi-ased nature. He knows not the true life. It is a sad and grievous sight to see a man of large business capacity, high in tellectual attainments and great executive ability devoting his talents to nothing higher than the hoarding of money. If increased wealth brought increased happiness there would be no wrong in striving so earnestly for it, but it seldom brings such blessings. It brings increased responsibility, increased labor and care. It robs man of his peace of mind, deprives uumiiiiamimmWMmtMm THE MERCURY. 101 him of contentment of soul and destroys that equanimity of disposition which he formerly enjoyed. The more he gets the more he wants. He is never satisfied. He has visions of many things which greater riches can secure for him, and he bends every effort to the task of obtaining those things; he grows hard, cold and and selfish toward his fellowman and his God. What should be the motives which actuate a man in regard to right living? They should be the highest and noblest which the human intellect is capable of comprehending. In the first place, man should live right because it is the divine will. Secondly, because he is so highly endowed with physical, in-tellectual and spiritual capabilities that it is only by proper liv-ing and development of those powers that he can truly enjoy life and help to carry out the divine plan so far as it is reposed in him. And it is by cultivating, to the highest degree, these capacities that man is prepared to be of the greatest benefit to his fellowman. Man's attitude to man should be that of a free and independ-ent being yet with the kindness of a brother. He should sym-pathize with one in his weakness, and admire another in his strength; he should treat his superiors with deference, his equals with respect and his inferiors with kindness. THE END. W. A. G. '04. AFEARFUL March storm had been raging with terrific fury all day long and as night silently closed in upon the country, it seemed to increase in strength until it had al-most reached the velocity of a hurricane. All was inky dark-ness, not even the gentle twinkle of the stars, those bright watchers of the night, could be seen. The entire heavens seemed to be obscured by an impenetrable cloak of darkness, which hung over the whole land, like some menacing demon of evil, endeavoring to wreak its vengeance upon mankind for IHi^BBi^BnraM^^^^""1 102 THE MERCURY. some real or visionary crime. At short intervals a blinding, sharp and livid streak of lightning flashed across the sky, like some meteoric phenomenon of the heavens, cutting, as it were, the awful darkness in twain and causing for the fractional part of a second, a brilliancy like that of daylight. At each flash the objects of the surrounding country seemed to loom into gi-gantic proportions; the trees to tower skyward and to almost reach into its borders. The forest trees, seen in the twinkling of an eye, looked like vast spectral hosts marching on to battle. Objects, such as stones, fences and those to be found in the country districts appeared many times their actual size. Scarcely had the lightning passed when a deafening crash smote the air, causing the earth to tremble in its embrace. It seemed as though hell was spitefully spitting forth all her pent-up fury at the earth in a vain and fruitless endeavor to shatter it to atoms. The wind blew a gale in and out among the trees, causing them to moan and sigh as with pain. This, added to its own mournful wail, produced such a din as to cause one to shudder with apprehensive fear. The rain fell in torrents, even at times it seemed to fall in sheets, such was the awful deluge. In the midst of this exhibition of the warring elements, a solitary horseman, seated upon a magnificent steed could have been seen wending his lonely way along the public road which leads from the city of R- , to the little village of Hadden-shire. Skilful though the rider might be, and even should his horse be ever so sure of foot, yet his nocturnal journey in such a storm was fraught with no small amount of danger. One misstep of the noble animal—should he wander but a moment from the road—might result in death. What an awful night to be abroad! The country-folk had long since gone to their beds, where they now either rested in the arms of sleep, or, securely shielded from all harm, listened with calm contentment to the conflict being waged without. Hour after hour passed by and still the noble steed trudged laboriously onward. At times it seemed as if he must give up his task, so great were the odds against him. Again and again it seemed as though he could go no further, such was the con" : THE MERCURY. 103 dition of the roads. Then, as if by an effort almost human, he seemed to gather new strength and start forward with new life and vigor. Nevertheless the result was too evident to escape the watchful eye of the rider, who kept patting the noble beast and urging him forward with words of kindness. The beast seemed to be imbibed with the feelings and even the very na-ture of the man seated upon his back. " My brave lad," exclaimed the rider, as, making a misstep, the horse stumbled and almost fell, " don't fail me now. Let others drop out of the race but keep at it, my lad. I need you most now, my boy. Prove yourself worthy ol the trust and task I impose upon you." As if he understood each word, and even the heart-rending tone in which they were spoken, the beast again gathered to-gether his remaining strength and by a great effort started on-ward. At last, after hours had passed away, the rider beheld, not far in the distance, the soft mellow rays of a light, which gleam-ed from the window of a house standing back a short distance from the highway. " Thank God," he exclaimed as it first broke upon his vision, "at last." Approaching the house he was soon within the yard which surrounded it. He cast his eyes about him in a vain endeavor to obtain his exact position in relation to the building. Save for the gleam of the lamp from a window in the upper story, all was darkness. Suddenly, as he sat upon his horse gazing in the direction of the building, which loomed up before him in dim, ghostlike outlines, a sharp flash of lightning shot across the sky, causing for a moment sufficient light for him to distinguish objects at a great distance. Quick as was the flash, yet his eye was quick-er, and he observed that he was on that side of the building which opened into the yard into which he had come from the road. Hastily dismounting he rapidly approached the door and rapped with no timid hand. After waiting a few minutes and receiving no answer he repeated the operation. This time 104 THE MERCURY. he was more successful. The light vanished from the window and soon he heard some one descending the stairs and approach the door. "Who's without," was asked by the person at the door. " It is I, the one to whom you sent the telegram," was the answer. This was followed by the clinking sound of a key turning in a lock and as the massive oaken door swung backward on its hinges the wanderer of the night stepped into the hallway. " Some one will tend to my horse," he asked as he entered. " It shall be attended to immediately, sir," was the answer of the one who had admitted him, "in the meantime remove your wet clothing, for really you look more like a drowned rat than a man." In the upper room of that house lay a woman, who was nearing death's door. One look at her worn and sad face told the old, old story. Once honored among men, a leader in so-ciety, she had chosen to cast them all aside and for what—a life of seemingly great pleasure, but in reality of empty noth-ingness. Her's had been power and greatness, but all for naught. Ambitious to the core she had become discontented with her lot in life. Not content with her already great success she strove for greater honors. Soon she was heard of as the most famous actress in the land. The country rang with her fame and beauty, no social function was complete without her pres-ence. At all gatherings her's was the seat of honor. Her name became a household word, at the club she was always the topic of conversation. Each one strove to surpass the other in supplying her every wish. She had gained her aim, but at what cost? Home, husband, all; all had been sacrificed in the vain endeavor to satisfy the craving for fame and glory. Slowly but surely her brilliant star of fame grew dim and dis-appeared. Her name was forgotten, her glory gone forever. For years even her most intimate friends knew nothing of her. She was living, yet dead. Aye, truly, " the path of glory leads i» . i it nJ* *;.*.«., PATRONIZE OUR ADVERTISERS. EGKENR©B1 & BECKER CHAMBERSBTJRG ST., Dealers in Beef, Veal, Lamb, Pork, Sausage, Pudding, Bologna, Hams, Sides, Shoulders, Lard, Prime Corned Beef. DO YOU KNOW WHERE The Choicest Candies, The Finest Soda Water, The Largest Oysters, The Best Ice Cream, Can be found in town? Yes, at Young's Confectionery On Chambersburg Street, near City Hotel, Gettysburg, Pa. SEFTON & FLEMMING'S LIVERY Baltimore Street, First Square, Gettysburg, Pa. Competent Guides for all parts of the Battlefield. Arrangements by-telegram or letter. Lock Box 257. J. I. MDMPER. 41 Baltimore St,, Gettysburg, Pa, The improvements to our Studio have proven a perfect success and we are now better prepared than ever to give you satisfactory work. .WHAT HAPGOODS HAS DONE. During the year 1903, Hapgoods has placed in high grade positions over 500 young College, University and Technical School Graduates. Our campaign for 1904 is now in progress. More firms than ever are looking to us for capable graduates, and we wish to get in touch at once with every Senior who will be looking for a position in business or techni-cal work. Write nearest office for booklet. HAPGOODS, 309 Broadway, New York; Harirord Bldg., Chicago; Pennsylvania Bldg., Philadelphia ; Williams Bldg., Cleveland; Pioneer Bldg., Seattle ; Colorado Bldg., Washington; Minn. Loan and Trust Bldg., Minneapolis; Chemical Bldg., St. Louis ; Park Bldg., Pittsburg. FAVOR THOSE WHO FAVOR US. E. C. TAWNEY Is ready to furnish Clubs and Boarding Houses with . Bread,Rolls,Cakes,Pretzels,etc At short notice and reason-able rates. lOS West Middle St., Gettysburg Shoes t^epaiped 115 Bahitu ■ Si near Court House. Good Work Guaranteed. J.W. BUMBAUGH'S City Cafe and Dining Room Meals and lunches served at shot notice. Fresh pies and sandwiches always on hand. Oysters furnishe d all year. 53 Chambersburg S. mmmmmm m. m- 1 =«==«= *X= **=**: : U-PI-DEE. A new Co-ed has alighted in town, U-pi-dee, U-pi-da I Jjhv In an up-to-datest tailor-made gown.U-pi-de-i-da ! fl p The.boys are wild, and prex Is, too, You never saw such a. hulla-ba-loo. CHORUS. — U-pi-dee-i-dee-i-da I etc. Her voice is clear as a soaring lark's, And her wit is like those trolley-car sparks I When 'cross a muddy street she flits, The buys all have conniption fits 1 The turn of her head turns all ours, too. There's always a strife to sit in her pew ; 'Tis enough to make a parson drunk, To hear her sing old co-ca-che-lunk 1 ,, The above, and three other NEW verses to U-PI-DEE, JJPJI and NEW WORDS, catchy, up-to-date, to many ' TT others of the popular OLD FAMILIAR TUNES ; be- ' sides OLD FAVORITES ; and also many NEW SONGS. SONGS OF ALL THE COLLEGES. mCopyright, Price, $rjo, postpaid. 190U. m ULU HINDS & NOBLE, Publishers, New York City, uu^ ft ft Sckoolbooks of all publishers at one store, fr i* • 50 YEARS' EXPERIENCE TRADE MARKS DESIGNS COPYRIGHTS &C. Anyone sending n sketch and description may quickly ascertain our opinion free whether an invention is probably patentablo. Communica-tions strictly confidential. Handbook on Patents sent free. Oldest agency for securing patents. Patents taken through Munn & Co. receive special notice, without charge, In the Scientific American* A handsomely illustrated weekly. Largest cir-culation of any scientific journal. 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CLOTHING We mean Hand-Tailopcd ^eady-to-tueaP Nobby Dress Hats, Swell Neckwear, Fancy Shirts, Men's Underwear. -m T J-pD-pDJQ; CENTRE SQ, -1- * v—' -1- -1- *—}1 iF2.ta.pp Building, YORK, PENN'A. Watch for his Representative when he visits the College / PATRONIZE OUR ADVERTISERS. Geo. E. Spacer, PIANOS, ORGANS, MUSICAL MERCHANDISE Music Rooms, - York St. Telephone 181 GETTYSBURG C. B. KITZMILLE.R DEALER IN HATS, CAPS, BOOTS AND DOUGLAS SHOE.S. McKnight Building, Baltimore St. Gettysburg, Pa. k M. ALLEMAN, Manufacturer's Agent and Jobber of Hardware, Oils, Paints and Queeqsware Gettysburg, Pa. THE ONLY JOBBING HOUSE IN ADAMS COUNTY W. F. Codori, -^DEALER IN -SPECIAL RATES TO CLUBS. York Street, Gettysburg:, Pa. "i u \ i'' .