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CONTENTS 

PAGE 

ALMA  MATER  (Acrostic) 5 

Joseph  E.  Hyson,  '17 

THE  SPIRIT  OF  THANKSGIVING   (Story) , 6 

Albert  C.  O'LouGHLiN, '17  "        ; 

A  TWOFOLD  TERCENTENARY   (Essay) 7 

Thomas  C.  MacLeod, '16  _ 

'"^TTKNlTSGIVING  HYMN "  (Poemy.T.  .7! . . ....:...... 9 

Gerard  F.  Hart, '19 

RIVALS  AND  CHUMS   (Serial) 10 

James  R.  McGee, '11  ,,   * 

A  MODERN  HAMLET   (Parody) 13 

John  F.  Burns,  '17 

EPISODE  OF  RATTLESNAKE  CAMP   (Story) ..." 14 

James  Haughey,  '18 

REMINISCENCE  OF  FOOTBALL   (Parody) 17 

Thomas  A.  Rowan,  '17 

INSIDE  STUFF  IN  TURKEY   (Essay) 18 

Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  '18 

THE   VILLAGE  CHURCH    (Translation) 19 

John  F.  Burns,  '17 

THREE   GREAT   MUSICIANS    (Essay) l20 

Hugh  O'Neill,  '17 

AESTHETICS  AND  ANAESTHETICS   (Anecdote) 21 

Thomas  A.  Rowan,  '17 

THANKSGIVING  FOOTBALL 21 

John  J.  Maguire,  '20 

FADING  YEAR  (Poem) 25 

John  Hans,  '19 

PSEUDODOXIA    26 

By  Ye  Student 

WITH  THE  EDITOR 

FORWARD    29 

COLLEGE  SPIRIT 30 

COLLEGE    NOTES    31 

ALUMNI  NOTES   34 

ATHLETICS    36 

SPLINTERS 39 


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ALMA  MATER 

By  JOSEPH  E.  HYSON,  '17 

V  ision  is  thine !  thou  teachest  from  Above 

Ideals  true  of  courage,  faith,  and  love. 

L/oyaJ  to  thee,  we  sing  peace,  pleasure,  joy; 

L^ovely  thy  halls  and  lawns,  that  us  employ 

Amid  high  tasks,  gay  sports.    In  all  the  round 

N  o  base  alloy,  we  pray,  shall  e'er  be  found! 

CJur  minds,  our  hearts,  our  wills,  thus  taught  by  thee, 

V  aliant  for  duty's  call  the  world  shall  see  ; 

r\nd  faithful  stars  shall  guide  our  ships  upon  life's  sea. 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


THE  SPIRIT  OF  THANKSGIVING 


By  ALBERT  C.  O'LOUGHLIN,  '17 


TIME,  the  night  before  Thanksgiving;  place, 
a  large  wagon  factory  in  the  suburbs  of 
an  important  city.  Under  the  glare  of  the  arc- 
light  can  be  read  the  sign — "No  Admittance 
Except  on  Business."  '' 

After  business  hours  no  one  is  permitted  to 
enter  at  all  except  the  n)an  on  guard.  For  once 
we  shall  dispense  with  this  rule  and,  in  spirit  at 
any  rate,  go  within  the  building.  Let  us  see 
what  the  night  watchman  does  through  the  long 
hours  of  darkness.  Let  us  follow  him  around  in 
his  journey ings — but,  oif  course,  unknown  to 
him. 

There's  his  lighted  lantern,  dispelling  in  some 
small  degree  the  impenetrable  gloom.  He  can- 
not be  far  away.  Here  he  comes.  Taking  the 
light,  he  starts  downstairs.  He  is  just  commenc- 
ing one  of  his  hourly  tours  of  inspection.  Let 
us  follow  him. 

The  stairs  are  rather  straight.  The  railing 
seems  feeble,  yet  it  is  worn  smooth  by  countless 
hands;  so  it  must  be  strong.  Down,  down,  two 
flights  of  stairs  into  the  very  depths  of  this 
wagon-making  monster,  with  so  many  turnings 
and  twistings,  as  to  remind  one  of  the  famous 
labyrinth  of  King  Minos  of  Crete.  Finally  we 
reach  the  engine-room.  Here  stands  the  small 
but  powerful  engine,  the  heart  and  life  of  all  the 
machinery.  To  us  it  seems  but  a  conglomeration 
of  cylinders,  pistons,  wheels,  pipes  and  valves. 
So  it  is.  But  all  so  orderly  that  each  one  is  a 
necessary  part  to  the  whole.  There,  not  far 
away,  is  the  boiler  which  feeds  these  cylinders, 
pistons,  wheels,  pipes  and  valves.  The  fires  are 
low  now,  3^et  everything  seems  to  be  creaking 
and  groaning.  It  appears  as  if  all  the  machinery 
were  dissatisfied  while  at  rest,  and  desirous  to  be 
in  motion. 

The  watchman,  while  we  were  inspecting  the 
engine,  a  wonder  to  us,  has  investigated  every 
nook  and  corner  for  any  incipient  fire  which 
might  be  there.  All  is  well.  Now  he  is  ready 
to  pass  on. 

We  leave 'the  engine-room  and  pass  through 
a  long,  tortuous  passage,  smelling  of  rusty  iron 
and  steel,  so  dark  that  the  lantern  seems  only  to 
add  to  its  denseness.  At  last  we  again  find  our- 
selves amongst  machinery,  here  a  drill,  there  a 


gigantic  trip-hammer,  then  a  machine  used  for, 
cutting  steel.  It  is  the  blacksmith-shop.  On  thej 
opposite  side  of  the  room  we  can  see  the  dull 
red  glow  of  the  fires  on  the  forges.  Each  fire: 
is  carefully  seen  to  by  the  vigilant  man. 

Leaving  this  shop,  still  following  our  conduc- 
tor, ignorant  of  our  presence,  we  ascend  those: 
aged  stairs  to  the  second  floor.  This  is  the  wooc 
department.  Piles  of  logs,  ready  to  be  sawed 
into  boards,  saws,  planers,  joiners  and  drills 
everywhere.  For  what  we  wonder  could  they 
ever  use  so  many?  Here  a  low  pile  of  heavy 
planks,  there  a  heap  of  rubbish  make  walking 
dangerous  in  the  uncertain  light.  | 

The  night  watchman  goes  in  and  out  amongs^ 
the  various  machines,  carefully  investigating: 
But,  strange  to  relate,  he  seems  to  be  a  different 
man.  Downstairs  he  had  been  very  erect,  walkeq 
steadily,  swiftly,  purposely.  Now  he  walks  un4 
steadily,  slowly  and  aimlessly.  His  head  an4 
shoulders  seem  bent  forward,  as  if  age  and  not 
responsibility  weighed  him  down,  not  that  all  fires 
were  in  a  safe  condition.  He  is,  we  find  by 
observation,  in  deep  thought.  Moreover,  it  musi; 
be  a  pleasant  thought,  for  see  that  countenance: 
now.  Downstairs  it  was  hard  and  set.  Now  i : 
is  beaming  and  smiling.  In  his  mind's  eye  h^ 
sees  a  pleasant  picture.  To-morrow  his  two 
daughters,  his  only  children,  will  come  home  tcf 
spend  the  day  with  their  parents.  To-morrow  his 
daughters'  children  will  be  climbing,  with  childish 
glee,  all  over  their  loving  grandfather.  He  sees 
his  two  daughters,  coming  back  to  the  home  of 
their  childhood.  He  sees  his  grandchildren  run- 
ning about  the  house.  He  sees  himself  fondling 
them.  All  would  be  in  confusion,  making  ready 
the  turkey,  etc.,  for  the  dinner — all  happy,  telling' 
the  past  experiences,  recounting  their  baby  days! 
No  wonder  he  is  smiling  now.  Downstairs  hi: 
had  been  the  guard,  responsible  for  other  men'j 
property.     Now  he  is  the  man. 

Filled  with  such  pleasant  thoughts  so  soon  tc 
be  realized  in  fact,  he  strolls  about.  Now  he 
stops.  He  sets  the  lantern  down  on  a  pile  o| 
boards.  He  puts  his  elbows  on  another  pile,  anq 
his  head  on  his  hands.  He  gives  himself  entirel)! 
up  to  the  enjoyment.  The  spirit  holds  the  ma 
terial  a  captive  bound. 


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For  a  long  time  he  stayed  in  this  posture.  Sud- 
denly he  seemed  to  remember  his  duty  as  watch- 
man, and  moved  quickly.  In  so  doing  he  dis- 
turbed the  loosely-piled  boards.  A  cry,  a  crash, 
a  stifled  groan  and  all  was  quiet.  The  watchman, 
the  father,  the  grandfather,  lay  buried,  as  far  as 
his  shoulders  under  the  heavy  boards.  The  lan- 
tern also  fell  from  the  jar,  flickered  a  little,  and 
happily  went  out. 

It  was  some  time  before  the  stunned  faculties 
of  the  stricken  man  came  back  even  to  semi-con- 
sciousness. The  whole  place  seemed  turned  up- 
side-down. The  pain  was  intense,  the  darkness" 
unbearable.  In  this  state  the  mind  and  fancy 
bring  up  pictures  of  all  horrible  things.  So  with 
the  watchman.  Fire,  the  enemy  he  had  so  long 
fought  off,  now  seemed  about  to  gain  the  upper 
hand.  Yes,  his  imagination  made  him  believe  the 
mill  to  be  afire.  Small  at  first,  but  swiftly  gath- 
ering power  and  volume,  a  demon  incarnate,  de- 
vouring all  in  its  ever  widening  path.  Soon  it 
would  be  upon  him.  He  even  felt  the  heat.  A 
terrible  death  was  near  at  hand.  The  agori^  of 
mind  was  too  great.  He  again  lost  conscious- 
ness. .        .  ■-  ^..^  . 

*  •  •  •  •  •  '  • 

When  he  regained  the  use  of  his  faculties,  he 
turned  his  horror-filled  eyes  in  the  direction  where 
he  supposed  the  flames  to  be.  There  was  a  fire, 
but  strange  to  say  it  was  in  a  stove.  He  felt  a 
touch,  not  the  hot,  eager,  grasping  devouring 
flames,  but  a  soft,  gentle,  loving,  womanly  hand 
upon  his  brow.  He  looked.  What  wonder  is 
this-^his  wife,  his  daughters,  his  grandchildren! 
He  looked  again.    Surely,  this  was  his  own  room. 


The  transition  from  a  burning  mill,  a  terrible 
death,  to  his  own  home,  was  too  great  to  be  com- 
prehended all  at  once.  Slowly  the  truth  dawned 
on  him.  Then  after  the  first  loving  greetings, 
came  explanations.  IJe  had  been  found  crushed 
under  the  board-pile.  Both  legs  were  broken, 
and  he  had  received  many  severe  bruises.  But 
the  doctor  had  said  he  was  all  right.  He  needed 
time  to  rest,  and  could  do  that  while  the  bones 
knit.  To  his  question  about  the  fire,  he'  was  told 
with  some  wonder  that  the  mill  had  not  been  on 
fire  at  all.  With  a  sigh  of  relief  he  realized  his 
deception  by  his  own  •j^j^-g^"--'^"-— — -  " 

Suddenly  the  thought  that  it  was  Thanksgiving 
passed  through  his  brain.  His  accident  was 
spoiling  the  day  for  the  others.  But  no!  All 
could  talk  in  his  room  just  as  well  as  in  another, 
and  dinner  was  going  to  be  served  there,  so  that 
all  could  be  together.  And  served  it  was,  after 
much  bustle  and  confusion.  All  were  loving 
attention  to  the  injured  man,  and  all  enjoyed  the 
occasion  immensely. 

But  serious  thoughts  will  come,  and  they  came 
to  the  sick  man  during  dinner.  There  he  was 
injured  and  helpless,  but  surely  it  might  have 
been  worse.  Death  could  have  been  the  result. 
He  was  very  fortunate.  His  two  daughters,  his 
wife,  his  three  little  grandchildren,  were  all  well 
and  happy.  They  were  bestowing  the  best  of 
care  upon  him.  He  had  his  own  home ;  they, 
too,  had  theirs.  What  was  his  little  accident 
compared  to  all  this?  Finally,  he  arrived  at  the 
conclusion,  "I  am  the  most  fortunate  man  alive, 
and  I  have  a  whole  lot  for  which  I  should  be 
grateful,  and  I  am !" 


A  TWO-FOLD  TERCENTENARY 


By  THOMAS  C.  MacLEOD,  '16 


np  HREE  hundred  years  ago  there  passed  away, 
-■-  on  the  same  day,  two  men  who  have  left  an 
immortal  legacy  to  all  ages  and  to  all  peoples. 
These  two  men  are  the  highest  proof  that  the 
pen  is  mightier  than  the  sword.  The  nations  are 
engaged  to-day  in  a  great  world  struggle — in  a 
horrible  massacre  of  death  that  each  may  exist. 
Yet  every  one  of  these  nations  has  naturalized 
and  enrolled  among  its  most  honored  citizens  to- 
day these  two  men  who  passed  away  three  hun- 
dred years  ago — Shakespeare  and  Cervantes  I 
These  two  are  immortal  <.  '  universal.  They 
have  conquered  all  time  and  all  space — Shakes- 


peare, the  ever-living  creator  of  the  world  of 
poetic  drama;  Cervantes,  the  unrivaled  master 
of  prose  fiction! 

Cervantes,  born  in  a  Catholic  country,  drew  in 
every  breath,  the  vital  inspiration  of  Catholicism. 
Shakespeare's  heart  and  imagination  fondly  nour- 
ished themselves  on  Catholic  ideas.  It  is  fitting, 
then,  that  a  Catholic  college  should,  on  this  ter- 
centenary occasion,  pay  its  tribute  of  reverent 
admiration  to  these  two  supreme  masters  of 
Catholic  education. 

With  regard  to  the  language  of  Cervantes,  we 
have  indeed  to  be  content  with  translation.    But 


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other  nations  are  in  the  same  position  with  regard 
to  Shakespeare.  The  French,  the  Spanish,  the 
Italians,  the  Germans,  the  Danes,  the  Russians, — 
all  have  their  classic  translations  of  Shakespeare ; 
but  we  have  the  matchless  original.  The  magic 
diction  of  Shakespeare  supplies  our  books  and 
conversations  with  ten-thousand  vivid  phrases  of 
proverbial  currency. 

But  together  with  the  mifacles  of  magic  phrase 
are  the  marvelous  merits  of  invention  of  incident 
and  creation  of  character.  Cervantes  excels  all 
fictionists  in  the  one;  Shakespeare  all  dramatists 
in  the  other.  Cervantes,  indeed,  has  given  to 
us  two  character  creations  which  embrace  the 
extremes  of  human  nature — the  idealist,  in  the 
mad  knight,  and  the  realist  in  the  common-sense 
squire.  And  what  a  wealth  of  incident  constitute 
the  adventures  of  this  strangely  contrasted  pair! 
With  what  pleasure  the  imagination  loves  to 
recall  and  to  dwell  upon  the  manifold  scenes — 
the  windmills  mistaken  for  giants,  the  merchants 
of  Toledo  with  their  umbrellas,  Mambrino's  hel- 
met where  the  barber's  brass  basin  is  transformed 
by  magic  fancy  into  a  helmet  of  burnished  gold, 
the  voyage  in  the  enchanted  barque,  the  combat 
with  the  knight  of  the  mirrors,  the  air-voyage  to 
the  sun  on  the  wooden  horse,  the  all-pervading 
humor  of  Sancho's  governorship. 

But  of  the  characters  of  Shakespeare — of  their 
amazing  truth,  vividness,  and  variety — who  can 
adequately  tell? 

"Each  change  of  many-colored  life  he  drew, 
Exhausted  worlds  and  then  imagined  new." 

Equally  the  master  of  the  natural  and  the  super- 
natural— the  father  of  English  drama  has  created 
the  ghosts  of  Banquo  and  of  Hamlet's  father,  the 
witches  of  Macbeth,  the  fairies  and  goblins  of 
the  Tempest  and  the  Midsummer  Night's  Dream. 
He  has  exhibited  the  delicacy  and  depravity  of 
woman — in  Lady  Macbeth,  Portia,  Juliet,  Goneril, 
Regan,  Cordelia,  Imogen,  Hermione,  Miranda, 
Ophelia,  Desdemona,  Rosalind, — each  a  woman, 
yet  each  representing  a  distinct  type  of  woman- 
hood. 

At  the  same  time,  he  has  displayed  the  most 
extensive  knowledge  and  most  accurate  observa- 
tion of  the  actions,  passions  and  habits  of  men — 
as  Romeo  the  lover,  Hamlet  the  doubter,  Shylock 
the  vengeful.  In  the  dramatists  of  other  nations, 
one  may,  as  Racine,  excel  in  drawing  women, 
and  only  a  particular  kind  of  woman:  another, 
like  Corneille,  may  excel  in  portraying  a  particu- 


lar kind  of  man.     But  Shakespeare  has  all  life 
for  his  province,  and  all  the  realms  of  fancy,  too. 

"To  him  the  mighty  Mother  did  unveil 
Her  awful  face    ... 
Thine,  too,  these  golden  keys,  immortal  boy. 
This  can  unlock  the  gates  of  Joy: 
Of  Horror  that  and  thrilling  Fears 
Or  ope  the  sacred  source  of  sympathetic  tears." 

Finally,  let  us  remember  that  all  these  varied 
excellences  of  Shakespeare  and  Cervanteb  arose 
not  in  the  favorable  environment  of  academic 
leisure,  but  the  one  in  the  sordid  circumstances 
of  a  despised  profession,  the  other  amid  all  the 
difficulties  and  disadvantages  of  war,  captivity, 
and  irriprisonment.  Then  must  we  wonder  at 
the  irony  of  fate  that  nourishes  amaranthine  roses 
and  Elysian  asphodels  from  seemingly  the  most 
adverse  soils.  Let  us,  who  enjoy  the  advantages 
of  academic  retirement,  count  no  labor  too  great 
to  learn  every  possible  lesson  from  these  two 
supreme  masters.  And  what  wisdom,  what 
science,  what  art  may  be  extracted  from  their 
stores !  Cervantes  was  the  acknowledged  master 
of  all  Mediaeval  romance.  Scholastic  philosophy, 
and  Renaissance  learning.  Shakespeare's  knowl- 
edge is  so  exact  and  so  multifarious  that  the 
lawyers  claim  him  for  their  profession  by  reason 
of  his  minute  acquaintance  with  legal  technical- 
ities ;  doctors,  for  his  medical  lore ;  botanists,  for 
his  flower  passages;  musicians,  for  his  correct 
delineation  of  the  performing  on  every  musical 
instrument.  John  Hales  of  Eton,  in  the  middle 
of  the  seventeenth  century,  challenged  the  world 
on  the  thesis  of  Shakespeare's  superiority  on  every 
topic  that  all  the  rest  of  the  poets  of  all  countries 
and  all  times  had  ever  treated.  Dr.  Johnson,  the 
great  eighteenth  century  critic,  declared  that  from 
Shakespeare's  plays  could  be  collected  a  system 
of  civil  and  economical  prudence,  of  practical 
axioms  and  domestic  wisdom.  Let  us,  then, 
imitate  the  assiduity  of  Capell,  the  great  eigh- 
teenth century  commentator,  who  copied  the 
entire  text  of  Shakespeare  ten  times  in  his  own 
hand.  Let  us  by  our  renewed  diligence  on  this 
Tercentenary  occasion  so  make  our  imagination 
and  memory  abound  in  these  two  masters  that 
we  can  constantly  use  their  scenes  and  characters 
to  illustrate  and  illuminate  our  everyday  observa- 
tion and  thus  get  the  true  meaning  out  of  our 
own  experience.  Thus  will  the  art,  science,  and 
wisdom  of  these  two  Catholic  masters  become 
the  very  vital  heart  and  soul  of  our  Catholic 
education. 


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THANKSGIVING  HYMN 


By  GERARD  F.  HART,  '19 

For  favors  past  and  present  too, 
For  those  Thou  didst  withhold. 

For  impacts  of  Thy  chast'ning  hand 
Thy  wilful  child  to  mold. 

'Cause  Thou  hast  bent  Thy  watchful  eye 
"On  dear  ones  far  away. 
And  let  us  see  Thee  in  our  hearts 
Where  they  live  night  and  day. 


For  strength'ning  visits  of  Thy  grace 

Thy  wondrous  call  to  heed. 
For  pardonings  of  the  wounds  we  made 

By  thought  and  word  and  deed. 

'Cause  Thou  didst  deign  to  take  our  flesh 

In  stable  cold  and  crude, 
And  then  to  break  our  sin-link'd  chains 

Wast  nailed  to  the  Rood. 


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For  these  and  all  Thy  loving  gifts 
(Some  unknown  to  us  still), 

We  raise  our  grateful  hearts  to  Thee 
Then  bend  them  to  Thy  will. 

^   And  may  Thy  last  great  kindness  be 
To  call  us  to  Thy  home ; 
Let  us,  our  hearts  chained  to  Thy  feet. 
Thank  Thee  "ad  aeternum." 


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RIVALS  AND  CHUMS 


By  JAMES  R.  McGEE, '11 


I. 


TT  was  the  beginning  of  the  scholastic  year. 
-*■  Howard  Ralston  was  entertaining  two  fellow 
collegians  in  his  "den"  in  fashionable  apartments 
of  the  University  city.  Magnificently  arrayed  in 
a  gaily  embroidered,  violet  velvet  smoking- jacket 
and  red  Fez  cap  with  gold  tassel  and  silver  cres- 
cent, a  superb  solitaire  on  his  finger  and  a  horse- 
shoe of  diamonds  in  his  cravat,  he  formed  a  strik- 
ing contrast  to  George  Gorman,  one  of  the  other 
students,  in  his  rusty  brown  business  suit,  whom 
their  mutual  friend,  Fred  Boyd,  had  brought  to 
visit  him.  Ralston  was  a  Sybarite  in  taste,  a 
sport  by  aspiration,  a  student  by  courtesy. 

On  the  walls,  pictures  of  heroes  of  the  gridiron, 
the  prize-ring,  and  race-course,  pen-sketches  of 
prodigiously  intricate  flourishing  and  convolu- 
tions yet  of  astonishing  accuracy,  mingled  with 
baseball  bats,  tennis  rackets,  boxing  gloves,  fenc- 
ing foils,  and  canoe-paddles;  while  there  glowed 
at  frequent  intervals  the  crimson  pennant  of  Har- 
vard, the  blue  of  Yale,  the  royal  tiger  stripes  of 
Princeton,  the  carnation  and  iris  of  Penn,  with 
the  tulip-like  brilliancy  and  poppy-like  diversity 
of  other  distinguished  institutions. 

The  furniture  of  the  room  was  in  keeping  with 
this  Oriental  epicureanism.  Here  the  goddess 
Nicotia,  unknown  to  antiquity  but  introduced 
from  the  mysterious  Red  Man,  was  worshiped 
with  a  special  shrine.  That  curious  cabinet  was 
surely  erected  to  her  honor,  adorned  as  it  was 
with  rare  trophies  of  jeweled  and  engraved  cigar- 
ette cases ;  ash-trays,  gold,  silver,  brass,  and  por- 
celain, of  fantastic  diversity  of  shape  and  design ; 
pipes  of  meerschaum,  amber,  and  briar — rare 
hookahs,  chibouques,  and  padillahs — Turkish,  Per- 
sian, Egyptian  and  Hindoo.  Opposite,  was  the 
shrine  of  the  festive  and  enlivening  god  Bacchus 
— a  sideboard,  whose  polished  top  supported,  and 
whose  mirror  multiplied,  a  dazzling  array  of  cut- 
glass  decanters,  filled  with  the  most  various  of 
costly  wines  that  the  vine-blest  regions  of  the 
earth  could  furnish — Champagne,  Madeira,  Mo- 
selle, Vindegrave,  Sauterne,  Xeres.  On  the  wall 
between,  an  elegant  little  bookcase  of  rare  inlaid 
woods — sandal,  rosewood  and  ebony — with  leaded 
and  diamond  panes,  discovered  the  literary  taste 


of  the  owner — the  spiced  gout  of  un  homme  du 
monde — drames  of  Ribot,  confes  of  Pierre  Du-I 
pont,  romans  of  Montargis  and  Emile  de  Rabutini 
If  he  condescended  to  introduce  any  English 
writers,  they  must  be  authors  of  the  world 
worldly — the  military  tales  of  Kipling,  the  vaga 
bond  narratives  of  Jack  London,  the  sportin: 
novels  of  Whyte  Melville.  The  highly  polishe 
floor  reflected  and  repeated  all  this  magnificence?', 
except  where,  here  and  there,  were  spread  sofi", 
rich,  deep  rugs  of  Damazhan  and  Khorasan,  into 
which  the  foot  sank  as  into  wildwood  moss.  At 
rhythmical  intervals  were  strewn  the  most  invitj 
ing  divans,  heaped  with  the  laziest  piles  of  satiii 
cushions  of  varied  pattern  and  subtle.  Orient 
hues ;  the  most  comfortable  easy  chairs — Moor'- 
ish,  Turkish  and  Morris — of  exquisite  aesthetic 
structure. 

"Have  a  Pall  Mall?"  asked  Ralston  of  his  two 
guests,  passing  round  a  gold  and  jeweled  cigarette 
case. 

Fred  Boyd  helped  himself  to  one,  but  young 
Gorman  declined  with  thanks.  | 

"Oh,  I  see,"  said  Ralston  with  reference  to  tHe 
latter,  "you  are  trying  for  the  football  team,  anjd 
want  to  keep  your  wind." 

After  enjoying  the  incense  of  the  aromatiCJ 
weed,  with  various  comments  on  the  prospects  of 
the  football  season,  the  host  brought  several  de- 
canters from  the  buffet,  and  poured  out  som()i 
rare  old  wine  for  himself  and  his  guests.  Agaivi 
Fred  accepted  and  Gorman  declined.  'j 

"Well,    I   never!"   exclaimed  Ralston.     "Still 
under  the  thumb  of  the  coach !    The  impositioiji 
of  the  simple  life  has  always  kept  me  from  tryiaj 
for  the  team.    I  can't  give  up  my  habits  for  an 
coach." 

To  look,  however,  at  his  mean  physique,  narrow 
chest,  attenuated  arms  and  spindle  shanks,  one 
would  infer  that  there  were  several  other  reasons 
that  prohibited;  while  George  Gorman's  Hercu- 
lean frame,  magnificent  muscular  development 
and  steady  nerve  marked  the  born  football  hero^ 
who  might  some  day  command  armies  in  the 
harder  rigor  of  genuine  warfare.  The  advantages 
of  art  were  Ralston's;  but  Gorman  was  vastly 
superior  in  the  endowments  of  nature. 


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It  was,  indeed,  beyond  Ralston's  ken  to  com- 
prehend that  Gorman,  of  his  own  accord,  neither 
drank  nor  smoked  nor  indulged  in  any  other 
harmful  custom.  Gorman's  life  was  constructive. 
He  developed  all  natural  gifts  by  healthful  exer- 
cise, and  eliminated  all  destructive  habits.  It 
remains  to  be  seen  through  the  stern  logic  of 
/events  which  ideal  constitutes  the  better  system 
'to  follow — to  cultivate  all  the  artificialities  of 
iworldly  manners  with  Ralston  or  to  conserve  and 
iievelop  nature's  best  gifts  with  Gorman.  Such 
is  the  object  of  this  story  of  real  life. 

The  books  in  the  case  now  attracted- .youngs 
Gorman's  attention. 

"Ever  read  any  of  these?"  'asked  Ralstob. 
"Very  choice!    quite  famous!" 

"No,"  answered  Gorman,  "I  have   not  even 
card  of  them." 

"I  know  you  football  players  don't  care  for 
literature,"  commented  Ralston.  "Well,  for  my 
part,  I  like  to  be  an  all-round  man,  you  know, 
;  md  go  in  for  everything." 

"What!"  exclaimed  Fred  Boyd,  "Gorman  not 

tre  for  literature!  Why,  he  knows  more  of 
ordsworth  and  Keats  than  any  one  I  ever  met." 
"Wordsworth  and  Keats!"  ejaculated  Ralston. 
-  did  not  think  they  had  anything  in  them — 
t  hat  is,"  he  added  hastily,  noting  the  look  of  sur- 
prise on  young  Gorman's  face,  "anything  to  in- 
terest  a  man  of  the  world.  Now,  every  fellow 
h'ere  'in  the  know'  reads  Ribot,  Dupont  and  Mont- 
irgis." 

j  Gorman  did  not  like  to  air  his  opinions,  and 
■*'vas  too  modest  to  tell  how  deeply  his  intellect  had 
been  affected  by  the  profound  truth  of  Words- 
worth's philosophy  and  how  grandly  his  sensi- 
bilities had  thrilled  to  Keats'  supreme  revelations 
of  beauty.  He  turned  from  the  books,  and  his 
eye  was  next  caught  by  the  beautiful  pen-sketches 
among  the  flashier  pictures. 
^  "Those  are  Ralston's  own  work,"  explained 
Fred  Boyd.  "He's  certainly  a  wizard  with  the 
pen !" 

"Yes,"  said  Ralston,  who  was  not  at  all  averse 

to  displaying  his  talents.    "I've  never  seen  any- 

hing  yet  that  could  get  it  over  me  there.     I  can 

imitate  the   most  flowing  or  the  most  crabbed 

hand  so  that  it  will  deceive  the  original  writer." 

"An  accomplishment  as  dangerous  as  it  is  fas- 
cinating!" commented  Fred. 

"Oh,  no  danger!"  laughed  Ralston,  "but  loads 
Df  fun !     This  is  my  father's  signature,"  he  de- 


clared, dashing  off  an  inscription.  "The  old  gov- 
ernor would  swear  it  was  his  own.  Whose  is 
this?"  he  asked,  dashing  off  another. 

"My  father's!"  cried  Fred.  "Why,  this  is 
witchcraft!" 

Ralston  only  smiled  in  his  sly,  easy  way  and 
changed  the  subject. 

"Suppose  we  have  a  little  game  to  while  away 
the  time,"  he  said,  drawing  forth  a  small  side- 
table.    "Dice  or  poker?" 

"No,  thank  you !"  said  Gorman,  "I  never  play." 

"Come,  now !"  objected  Ralston,  "football  train- 
ing can't  enter  as  an  excuse  here^  -You^l-^l 
Boyd,  won't  you?" 

"Sorry!"  said  Fred,  withdrawing  with  Gorman, 
"but  we  must  be  going.  Both  of  us  have  some 
heavy  plugging  at  our  studies  to  do  to-night  on 
account  of  lost  time  in  team-work." 

Hereupon  the  two  visitors  took  their  leave 
and  departed. 

II. 

The  next  time  Ralston  met  Fred  Boyd,  the 
latter  was  alone. 

"What  a  queer  prig  you  brought  with  you  last 
time!"  remarked  Ralstori. 

"Whom  do  you  mean  ?"  asked  Fred. 

"Why,  young  Gorman,  to  be  sure!" 

"How  do  you  make  that  out?  I  think  him  a 
fine,  manly  fellow." 

"Oh,  he's  not  at  all  a  man  of  the  world — don't 
you  know? — far  different  from  our  set.  It  will 
never  do  to  take  him  up.  He  has  no  social  or 
genial  qualities — doesn't  smoke,  drink  or  play 
cards.  Besides,  he's  vastly  seedy-looking.  Not 
the  gentleman  at  all !  Why  on  earth  did  you 
ever  bring  him  to  see  me,  or  how  can  a  man  of 
your  position  and  tastes  tolerate  him?" 

"Well,  it's  this  way.  We  three  fellows  are  all 
from  the  same  town,  and  we  ought  to  hang  to- 
gether with  local  pride  and  patriotism." 

"I  can't  see  that.  I  never  knew  him  in  our 
town,  and  I  don't  see  why  I  should  know  him 
here.  Our  family  never  took  up  with  such 
people." 

What  Ralston  said  was  indeed  a  fact,  but  it 
was  only  partly  true.  If  he  had  seen  and  told 
the  whole  truth,  the  facts  would  be  thus.  The 
three  young  men  represented  three  dififerent  social 
circles  in  their  native  town  of  Ironton ;  and  in  no 
place  are  the  lines  of  caste  so  rigidly  drawn  as 
in  certain  country  towns.     Despite  appearances 


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at  the  university,  where  Ralston  far  outshone 
Boyd  in  dash,  prestige  and  luxury,  Fred's  family 
was  the  oldest,  wealthiest  and  most  prominent 
and  influential  in  Ironton.  Gorman's  people,  on 
the  other  hand,  were  among  the  poorest,  their 
only  heritage  being  their  unimpeachable  honesty. 
Consequently  George  was  working  his  way  man- 
fully through  the  university.  Ralston  belonged 
to  that  upper  stratum  of  the  middle  class — or, 
rather,  to  the  lowest  of  the  upper  class — the 
shoddy  aristocracy,  who  are  always  aping  those 
of  superior  fortune  and  will  condescend  to  asso- 
ciate with  no  other.  Fred  Boyd's  father  was  the 
largest  iron  manufacturer  in  Ironton,  while  Ral- 
ston's  father  was  in  his  employ  as  a  clerk.  The 
mystery  was  how  Ralston  managed  to  live  in 
such  display  at  the  university.  Fred  was  >  too 
simple-hearted  to  make  the  comparison  or  draw 
the  inference.  If  he  thought  of  the  matter  at  all, 
he  imputed  it  to  Ralston's  acknowledged  superior 
shrewdness. 

"Gorman  will  do  big  things  here,"  resumed 
Fred,  "both  in  athletics  and  studies." 

"He'd  have  done  better  in  some  dinky  col- 
lege," retorted  Ralston,  "where  such  as  he  belong, 
without  thrusting  himself  into  a  big,  aristocratic 
university,  filled  with  the  old  traditions  of  gen- 
tlemen. Thank  fortune,  he's  not  in  the  same  de- 
partment with  either  of  us.  You're  for  medicine, 
I'm  for  law,  and  he's  scientific.  In  so  large  a 
university,  we  shall  see  him  seldom,  especially 
as  he's  so  poor  he  has  to  board  at  a  good  distance 
from  our  apartments.    That's  a  consolation !" 

"The  coach  and  the  faculty,"  objected  Fred, 
"speak  of  him  in  the  highest  terms  already." 

"His  standing  with  the  coach  and  faculty 
proves  him  only  a  drudge  and  grind.     He's  not 


gentleman  enough  to  succeed  in  the  college  world. 
Besides,  I  always  suspect  these  goody-goody  fel- 
lows who  are  too  pious  to  have  a  good  time. 
They're  always  the  kind  to  play  one  some  dirty 
trick  or  other.    Better  look  out !"  J 

"I  don't  know  about  that.  He's  the  kind  I  like. 
It  always  does  me  good  to  meet  a  big,  frank,' 
manly  fellow  like  him,  who  shakes  hands  with, 
you  as  if  he  meant  it."  ; 

"He  certainly  has  an  awful  grip  on  him,  like; 
an  iron  vise."  ! 

Ralston  here  looked  at  his  own  dainty  hanO., 
which  had  been  tortured  in  that  waiw  (/^ /^n        ) 

"Yes!"  rejoined  Fred,  "and  better  yet  he  has 
a  grip  in  his  brain,  which  gives  him  a  vigor  of 
purpose  that  is  going  to  make  him  far  outstrip  us 
in  the  race  for  success  in  life.  I've  been  far  too/ 
idle  these  first  two  years  of  my  college  life,  doing! 
little  but  amusing  myself.  I'm  going  to  cultivate 
this  pious  Hercules  with  his  earnestness  of  pur 
pose  and  strength  of  brain  and  brawn." 

"Pooh  I  the  world  doesn't  give  its  prizes  to  such 
uncouth  clodhoppers.  Besides,  he's  a  Catholic: 
and  their  sanctimonious  humility  is  notorious  foi 
being  only  a  cloak  to  treachery." 

"Gertrude  Arden  is  a  Catholic."    Fred's  ton 
became  solemn  and  tender. 

"The  Ardens  are  the  exception  that  proves  thcr 
rule.  They  belong  to  the  highest  class  of  societyj 
Such  Catholics  are  entirely  different  from  the; 
low,  ignorant  ones.  The  latter  are  under  the 
priest's  thumb ;  the  former  rule  the  priest.  Mark 
my  words — square-toes  will  turn  out  nothing  but 
a  church  sexton  or  a  walking  Testament,  if  not  aj. 
sneak."  [ 

Uttering  this  fling,  Ralston  parted  company 
with  Boyd. 


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A  MODERN  HAMLET 

By  JOHN  F.  BURNS, '17 

To  rise,  or  not  to  rise, — that  is  the  question: 
Whether  'tis  pleasanter  for  a  man  t'  obey 
Th'  unwelcome  summons  of  outrageous  bells, 
Or  to  lie  snugly  in  a  sea  of  blankets, 
And  stay  reposing  in  them. — To  lie, — to  sleep, 
O  man !  and  by  that  sleep  to  say  we  'scape 
The  biscuits  and  a  thousand  other  pains 
The  chef  is  pere  to.    'Tis  a  consummation 
Most  gladly  to  be  missed. 

To  stay,  to  go, — 
To  slip  the  bounds  at  night.    Ay,  there's  the  rub ! 
For  on  our  late  return  what  schemes  to  make, 
When  we  have  shuffled  off  our  boisterous  shoes 
Must  give  us  pause.    There's  the  pretext 
That  makes  our  parties  of  so  long  a  life. 
For  who  would  leave  (just  to  get  back  on  time!) 
The  gladsome  song,  the  good  host's  hospitality, 
The  sweet  environment  of  cozy  parlors 
(For  parlors  sans  environment  are  naught!) 
Or  care  if  dorms  are  locked  on  his  return, 
When  he  himself  can  his  quietus  take 
On  a  bare  doorstep.     Who  would  dormers  bear, 
To  grunt  and  sweat  at  adamantine  beds,       ' 
To  hear  the  muffled  laugh  of  mischief  in 
That  undiscovered  corner  from  whose  bourn 
The  errant  pillow  flies,  reaches  its  victim. 
Who  straight  prepares  to  lay  a  feathered  siege. 
But  footsteps  oft  make  cowards  of  us  all; 
And  thus  the  rosy  hue  of  resolution 
Is  sicklied  o'er  by  shadow  pale  of  prefect ; 
And  pillow-pitchings  of  pith  and  momentum. 
With  this  regard,  their  courses  turn  awry. 
And  leave  the  field  of  action. 


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AN  EPISODE  OF  RATTLESNAKE  CAMP 

By  JAMES  HAUGHEY, '18 

There  are  more  things  in  heaven  and  earth,  Horatio, 
Than  are  dreamt  of  in  your  philosophy. 

Hamlet,  Act  I,  Scene  5. 


i 


Students  of  the  occult  may  furnish  the  Oedipus 
that  shall  solve  this  enigma.  Experts  in  tele- 
pathy may  bridge  the  abysmal  chasm  that  yawns 
between  the  subjective  and  the  objective  phases 
of  this  most  curious  psychical  problem.  But  to 
me  the  mystery  remains  a  veritable  puzzle.  I 
shall  relate,  however,  the  plain  facts  of  the  case 
just  as  they  happened.  Witnesses  can  be  adduced 
as  to  their  verity.  Let  not  grinning  incredulity 
triumph  in  derision,  but  reflect,  rather,  that  "there 
are  more  things  in  heaven  and  earth  than  are 
dreamt  of  in  their  philosophy !"  Meanwhile,  Pro- 
hibitionists and  Anti-prohibitionists  may  argue 
pro  and  con,  and  vice  versa,  whether  this  reptilian 
episode  that  I  am  about  to  narrate  could,  or  could 
not,  have  taken  place  in  the  State  of  Maine. 

Believing  that  theory,  no  matter  how  good, 
should  be  supplanted  by  practice,  no  matter  how 
arduous,  I  turned  immediately  at  the  end  of  nine 
months'  hard  study  at  books  to  three  months'  hard 
work  at  tools.  With  this  view,  at  the  finish  of 
my  first  collegiate  year  in  the  technical  course  of 
the  scientific  department  of  a  leading  Catholic 
university,  I  obtained  a  position  as  chainman  on 
an  engineering  corps.  My  first  assignment  was 
with  a  gang  sent  out  to  survey  a  vast  tract  of 
wild,  uncultivated  country,  said  to  be  infested 
with  rattlesnakes. 

We  had  been  notified  to  prepare  for  a  stay  of 
several  weeks,  which  would  necessitate  our  camp- 
ing out  in  the  open.  As  the  weather  was  warm, 
everybody  was  pleased  with  the  opportunity  of 
sleeping  out  of  doors.  We  had  been  warned  by 
every  one  who  heard  of  our  expedition  that  the 
country  in  which  we  were  to  camp  abounded  in 
every  species  of  snake,  and  particularly  the  rat- 
tlesnake. The  boss  advised  us  to  procure  high- 
top  boots,  leather  trousers,  and  such  accessories 
as  would  tend  to  our  comfort  and  protection. 

On  arriving  at  the  spot,  our  impressions  were 
far  from  favorable,  and  confirmed  all  the  dis- 
agreeable reports  we  had  heard.  Never  had  I 
beheld  a  more  desolate  prospect.  Far  as  the  eye 
could  reach  there  extended  in  every  direction  a 


monotonous  level,  broken  by  no  elevation.  Tall 
swamp  grass,  dwarf  trees,  thick  shrubbery  and 
underbrush  grew  in  rank  luxuriance  from  the 
rich,  marshy  soil.  The  region  was  practically 
impassable,  no  path  whatever  being  anywhere 
discernible.  Brambles  and  briers,  twining  iv}| 
and  intertwisting  convolvulus  added  to  the  ob-i- 
stacks  to  be  encountered.  Surely,  these  cirV 
cumstances  formed  the  ideal  abode — the  ver 
paradise  for  snakes ! 

As  I  looked  at  the  dismal  prospect,  a  creep 
feeling  possessed  me,  caused  by  my  great  antipar 
thy  to  the  slimy  serpent.  The  soughing  ancjl 
moaning  of  the  wind  in  the  stunted  pines,  dwar^ 
birches,  and  low  alders;  the  swish-swosh  of  th^ 
swamp  grass  as  it  tossed  and  fluctuated  in  the 
breeze;  the  dull  suction  of  the  gushing  ooze  that 
responded  to  each  upward  and  downward  move- 
ment of  our  footsteps, — these  cheerless  sounds.,, 
so  much  in  keeping  with  the  dreary  sights,  added 
an  uncanny  feeling  to  the  Overpowering  creepi-' 
ness.  With  each  rustle  of  a  twig,  the  sudderji 
thought  of  a  snake  flashed  through  my  mind  and 
startled  my  already  strained  nerves.  However,  I 
braced  myself  bravely  against  the  growing  terror 
of  the  gruesome  scene. 

By  means  of  our  brush-hooks  we  cleared  a  patt  1 
through  the  shrubbery,  until  we  came  to  a  spot 
where  the  underbrush  was  not  so  tall  and  the 
earth  was  dry.     Here  we  decided  to  pitch  our 
tent.      Locum    castris    idoneum    deligimiis,    we 
quoted,  recalling  Caesar's  Roman  legion  in  similaif 
circumstances.     This  gave  the  manual  labor  ;a 
scholarly  flavor,  as  befitted  college  boys  at  work, 
The  ground  was  thoroughly  cleared  of  all  the 
brush,  and  the  tent  erected.    We  surrounded  the 
tent  with  a  canvas  fence,  five  feet  high.    We  were 
extremely  careful  to  have  the  bottom  of  the  can-1 
vas  touch  the  ground,  for  the  purpose  of  exclud-f 
ing  as  many  reptiles  as  possible.     Egress  anq 
ingress  were  effected  through  a  small  oval  open- 
ing in  the  canvas  several  feet  from  the  ground. 
Our  camp,  thus  completed,  was  named,  from  it? 
dominant  circumstance,  Rattlesnake  Camp. 


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An  increased  feeling  of  security  from  the  un- 
welcome intrusion  of  serpents  now  prevailed  in 
the  tent.  But  even  with  these  precautions  abso- 
lute safety  from  a  venomous  visitor  was  known 
to  be  impossible.  Upon  entering  the  tent  each 
evening,  everything  was  inspected  to  find  traces 
of  snakes.  The  beds  were  stripped  and  remade 
toTnake  sure  no  slimy  visitor  slept  with  us.  As 
a  further  precaution,  we  arranged  a  system  of 
sentry  duty,  dividing  the  night  froni  lo  P.  M. 
to  4  A.  M.  into  three  watches.  On  retiring,  one 
of  our  number  was  placed  on  guard  as  sentinel 
to  keep  vigilant  watch  against  the  subtle  intrusi 
of  any  reptile  into  our  tented  Eden.  After  serv- 
ing two  hours,  he  awoke  another  camper,  who 
took  his  place  and  relieved  him  of  sentinel  duty. 
In  the  same  manner  the  third  sentinel  finished 
the  guard  for  the  night. 

Such  were  the  preventive  measures  within  the 
tent,  and  equal  precautions  were  taken  for  our 
outside  expeditions.  Orders  were  given  that  no 
mgn  should  enter  a  thicket  until  he  was  positive, 
through  previous  examination,  that  no  guileful 
serpent  lurked  in  insidious  ambush  therein.  Each 
man  was  armed  with  a  revolver  to  dispatch  any 
snake  that  would  dare  rustle  its  sinuous  course 
through  the  swamp  grass  or  underwood  near  him. 

But,  though  the  general  attitude  was  that  of 
extreme  caution,  yet  there  were  in  our  gang  two 
exceptions.  These  for  the  sake  of  discriminating 
the  different  characters  of  their  dissent,  we  shall 
call  the  Skeptic  and  the  Ophiologist. 

The  Skeptic,  the  elder  of  the  two,  was  a  young 
man  just  past  his  majority,  and  took  full  enjoy- 
ment of  his  new  dignity,  not  only  for  casting  his 
vote  at  government  elections,  but  also  for  assert- 
ing his  individual  opinion  on  every  conceivable 
topic.  Accordingly,  he  was  vociferously  incred- 
ulous on  the  subject  of  snakes.  He  objected  that 
day  after  day  had  passed  without  producing  the 
slightest  evidence  that  there  were  any  serpents  in 
this  so-called  Snake  Land. 

"Every  one  of  you,"  said  he,  "reports  strange 
movements  in  the  brush.  Many  fire  in  conse- 
quence. Nevertheless,  no  reptile  has  been  shot — 
nothing  but  a  few  frogs  and  turtles.  For  all  we 
ever  see  of  serpents,  we  might  as  well  be  in  Ire- 
land or  the  island, of  Crete!  Snakes!  I  don't 
believe  there  are  any  here." 

As  a  test  of  the  sincerity  of  his  convictions,  he 
offered  a  reward  of  all  his  cash,  together  with 
the  privilege  of  collecting  his  season's  wages,  to 


any  one  that  should  produce  a  "real  snake — dead 
or  alive! 

The  Ophiologist  was  a  mere  youth,  still  in  his 
teens.  He  refused  to  carry  arms  against  the  ser- 
pents, but  equally  rejected  the  skepticism  of  his 
companion.  He  was,  in  fact,  of  too  tender  a 
dispdsition  to  kill  even  a  loathsome  reptile.  This 
tenderness,  however,  was  disguised  under  the 
pretext  of  an  absorbing  interest  in  the  study  of 

\ophiology,  the  science  that  treats  of  the  species 
and  habits  of  serpents.  The  present  occasion  he 
regarded  as  a  great  opportunity  for  the  scientific 

™obs«r>¥ati©i*"»oi  -snakes  in  their  native  habitat. 
Accordingly,  his  diligence  in  the  search  for 
snakes  was  unsurpassed  by  any  of  the  rest  of  us, 
though  his  object  was  very  different.  The  adage 
that  the  bravest  are  the  tenderest  was  admirably 
exemplified  in  him.  All  his  life  he  had  never 
been  afraid  to  har^dle  snakes;  and  he  affirmed 
that  if,  as  the  reward  of  his  investigations,  he 
should  find  a  rattler,  he  intended  to  tame  and 
train  it.  Its  rattle  would  serve  as  an  excellent 
alarm  clock  to  wake  iis  betimes  in  the  morning. 
The  sentry  then  could  be  dispensed  with.  Every 
man,  after  his  day's  hard  liabor,  could  sleep  all 
night  long  under  the  safeguard  of  the  vigilant 
rattler.  To  be  protected  from  snakes  by  a  snake, 
charmed  the  fancy  of  all  with  its  quaint  paradox. 
Still  we  doubted  that  the  tender-hearted  ophiolo- 
gist was  over-sangfuine. 

Nevertheless,  the  opinions  of  the  two  dissidents 
had  some  influence  on  the  rest  of  us,  together 
with  the  fact  of  the  non-appearance  of  any  ser- 
pents- after  a  week's  lookout.  The  result  was 
that,  after  the  first  week,  the  guard  was  discon- 
tinued, and  everybody  went  to  bed  at  night. 

Finally,  the  climax  came.  On  the  third  night 
after  the  removal  of  the  guard,  every  man  went 
to  bed  without  any  thought  of  impending  peril. 
But  it  seems  that  danger  comes  when  least  ex- 
pected. 

Early  in  the  morning — just  at  the  gray  of  dawn, 
a  full  hour  before  the  red  glow  of  sunrise  would 
streak  the  horizon — I  was  roused  suddenly  from 
a  deep  slumber  by  a  sharp,  rattling  sound.  It  had 
all  the  effect  upon  me  of  an  alarm  clock.  In  an 
instant  I  was  fully  awake.  The  light  of  dawn 
was  sufficiently  clear  so  that  I  could  see  each 
sleeper  distinctly.  Imagine  my  surprise,  horror 
and  consternation  when  I  saw  a  huge  rattlesnake 
coiled  on  the  chest  of  our  boss,  who,  buried  in 
sound  sleep,  was  totally  unconscious  of  his  dread- 


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ful  peril.  I  durst  not  call  out,  for  any  movement 
of  the  boss's  head  or  arms  meant  death  from  those 
venomed  fangs.  Yet  something  must  be  done. 
For  a  moment  all  I  could  do  was  to  gaze  in  the 
stupefaction  of  amazement  at  the  shining  volutes 
of  the  great  serpent  coiled  like  the  spirals  of  a 
huge  steel  spring,  with  head  poised,  a  baleful 
glare  in  its  beautiful,  evil  eyes,  its  fangs  darted, 
ready  to  strike.  All  the  while  the  boss  breathed 
with  the  heavy  regularity  of  a  sound  sleeper,  his 
eyes  closed  tight  in  merciful  slumber  against  the 
terror  before  him. 

The  next  moment  the  boss  unconsciously  lifted 
his  arm,  and  the  snake's  head  shot  up  erect,  ready 
to  sink  its  poisonous  fangs  into  the  arm  of  the 
sleeping  man.  No  time  was  to  be  lost  now  in  the 
dilemma  of  indecision.  In  an  instant,  I  seized  my 
loaded  revolver  from  under  my  pillow — ^took  aim 
— pulled  the  trigger — and  the  snake's  head  fell 
several  feet  from  where  the  boss  lay. 

The  report  of  the  shot  awakened  every  sleeper 
in  the  camp.  Soon  all  crowded  round  me,  as 
they  saw  me  standing  with  a  smoking  revolver, 
and  inquired  what  was  the  matter.  Although 
modesty  is  the  most  becoming  adjunct  of  heroism, 
and  although  my  dominant  feeling  was  joy  in  the 
fact  that  the  boss's  life  was  saved,  still  I  could 
not  repress  certain  lower  feelings  of  pride  and 
vanity  from  rising.  I  felt  I  was  the  hero  of  the 
hour.  I  had  been  the  first  to  find  a  snake  in  the 
locality.  I  could,  therefore,  claim  the  offered 
reward,  although  I  intended  of  course  magnani- 
mously to  refuse  it.  Glory  was  enough  for  me. 
Accordingly,  I  began  explanations. 

"There  was  a  snake,"  said  I,  "coiled  on " 

"My  chest !"  said  the  boss,  in  great  excite- 
ment,   interrupting  me   and   finishing  my   state- 


ment. "He  says  true.  There  was  a  large  rattler 
coiled  in  huge  volumes  on  my  chest." 

I  could  not  understand  how  the  boss  knew 
that;  for  during  the  incident  he  gave  every  evi- 
dence of  being  in  the  profoundest  slumber. 
Nevertheless,  any  detail^  that  I  would  start  the 
boss  could  always  finish  it  with  the  precision  and 
exactness  of  an  eye-witness.  He  knew  as  much 
about  the  affair  as  Idid.  It  was  now  my  turn 
to  be  mystified  and  to  wonder.  Before  I  could 
satisfy  my  curiosity,  however,  my  inquiry  was 
prevented  by  a  fresh  turn  of  events. 

"Where  is  this  snake  that  you  two  are  talking 
so  much  about  ?"  asked  the  Skeptic,  who  had  been 
investigating  everywhere  while  we  were  talking. 

The  question  brought  us  to  a  realization  of 
the  scene  before  us.  Where  was  the  snake  whose 
head  I  had  just  shot  off?  Where  were  the  re- 
mains ?  The  boss  and  all  the  rest  of  us  searched 
everywhere  throughout  the  tent.  There  was  not 
the  slightest  vestige  of  a  serpent. 

The  mystery  seemed  impenetrable.  My  seeing 
the  snake ;  the  boss's  confirmation  of  this  circum- 
stance, although  he  was  at  the  time  in  deep  slum- 
ber; the  mysterious  disappearance  of  the  dead 
snake  itself, — all  these  circumstances  were  so 
perplexingly  contradictory.  The  more  we  thought 
over  the  matter,  the  more  mystified  we  became. 
Then  all  the  facts  arranged  themselves  in  har- 
monious agreement  in  our  minds.  Suddenly  on 
the  countenance  of  all  present  there  broke  a 
ghastly  smile,  which  spread  by  quick  degrees  into 
a  horrible  grin,  and  then  swelled  into  a  terrified 
guffaw,  as  the  true  solution  dawned,  flashed  and 
kindled  in  the  minds  of  all  our  campers: — 

Great  Snakes !    I  had  shot  the  boss's  dream ! ! ! 


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REMINISCENCE 

By  THOMAS  A.  ROWAN,  '17 

Oft,  in  the  stilly  night, 

With  all  my  children  round  me, 
Fond  memory  brings  the  light 
Of  football  days  around  me: 

The  chills,  the  fears. 

The  twisted  ears. 
The  baffling  signals  spoken, 

The  eyes  so  true. 

Then  black  and  blue, 
The  shapely  noses  broken! 

When  I  remember  all 

The  men  of  brawn  and  muscle 
I've  seen  around  me  fall. 
Like  scrubs  in  practice  tussle, 
I  feel  like  him 
Who  leads  a  team 
That  has  been  badly  battered, 
Whose  stars  are  benched. 
Their  ankles  wrenched, 
The  whole  team  sadly  shattered ! 
Thus,  in  the  chilly  nights. 

With  blankets  wrapt  around  me. 
Sad  memory  brings  the  fights 
Of  younger  days  around  me. 


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"INSIDE  STUFF"  IN  TURKEY 


By  ARTHUR  B.  MAXWELL,  '18 


NO  one  will  dispute  the  fact,  that  a  good,  old- 
fashioned  Thanksgiving  dinner,  with  its 
fifty-seven  varieties  of  culinary  devices  to  whet 
the  appetite,  occupies  a  place  dear  to  the  heart, 
or  somewhere  thereabout,  of  every  American. 
Yet  how  many  of  us  have  sought  the  history  of 
the  turkey,  the  central  figure  of  attraction  on  this 
day?  Perhaps  we  take  it  as  a  matter  of  course, 
relying  on  the  good  taste  and  judgment  of  our 
forefathers.  This  is  well  enough  in  its  way,  but 
those  of  a  more  inquiring  and  philosophical  turn 
of  mind  like  to  understand  the  causes  of  things. 

Felix  qui  potuit  rerum  cognoscere  causas — 

Virgil. 

Several  diflferent  origins  are  ascribed  to  the 
presence  of  the  fowl  in  this  country.  Some, 
basing  their  argument  analogously  to  the  origin 
of  the  name  chemistry,  say  that  it  was  imported 
from  Turkey.  Early  travelers  in  the  Turkish 
Empire,  it  is  said,  were  enraptured  with  the  de- 
liciousness  of  a  fowl  prepared  on  festive  occa- 
sions for  the  Sultan  Abdul  Yo  Edi.  A  thorough 
perusal  of  the  folk-lore  of  these  people  discovers 
that  they  have  confounded  the  turkey  with  a 
species  of  the  avis  de  squichibus,  or  what  is  known 
as  our  common  guinea-hen.  Others  claim  that 
the  turkey  was  first  discovered  in  Greece.  I 
could  find  no  mention,  allusion  or  reference  to 
such  a  fowl  in  any  Greek  author,  ancient  or  mod- 
ern. It  is  probable  that  the  authorities,  ornitho- 
logical and  historical,  have  mistaken  the  foul 
invader  of  that  unfortunate  country  for  the 
evading  fowl ! 

Thus  having  met  with  little  encouragement  in 
the  research  of  these  foreign  claims,  I  resolved  to 
investigate  the  circumstances  of  the  first  Thanks- 
giving dinner.  It  was  impossible  for  our  fore- 
fathers to  be  thoroughly  acquainted  with  the  re- 
sources of  their  new-found  home.  Hence  we 
read  that  they  sought  the  co-operation  of  the 
Indians  in  preparing  their  feast.  Since  they  had 
not  brought  the  turkey  from  the  old  country,  it 
is  logical  to  conclude  that  it  was  native  here.    In 


the  ancient  legends  of  the  Indians,  we  read  of  a 
large  bird  they  hunted  for  festive  occasions.  It 
was  called  the  Tur-kee-wa.  Above  all,  as  the 
ethnologist  Brinton  points  out,  Indian  is  a  Tur- 
anian language  and,  therefore,  begins  with  the 
same  syllable  as  turkey — Tur.  The  philological 
coincidence  is  as  remarkable  as  it  is  convincing. 
From  this  circumstance  and  from  the  important 
role  the  turkey  played  on  the  first  Thanksgiving, 
we  can  readily  associate  the  former  with  the 
latter,  both  from  the  notation  of  its  name  and 
from  its  historical  significance. 

Of  course,  we  can  readily  realize  that  the  early 
conditions,  both  in  procuring  and  preparing  the 
fowl,  were  far  different  from  those  of  the  present 
day.  Then,  there  were  no  turkey-farms  or  fire- 
arms. The  huge  bird  was  hunted  in  the  wildest 
part  of  the  woods  with  the  crudest  of  weapons. 
To-day  we  have  the  domesticated  bird  and  may 
hunt  the  wild  one  With  the  most  modern  type  of 
fire-arms.  It  was  taken  over  to  England  shortly 
after  the  discovery  of  this  country  and  had  been 
domesticated  there  early  in  the  sixteenth  century. 

There  are  but  two  known  species — ^the  common 
wild  turkey,  Meleagris  gallipavo,  and  the  Yuca- 
tan, or  Meleagris  acellatus.  They  were  once  con- 
sidered as  two  distinct  families,  but  are  now  con- 
ceded as  the  only  American  representative  of  the 
family  Phasianidae.  In  late  years  the  output  has 
reached  an  enormous  number.  At  Christmas  and 
Thanksgiving  as  many  as  9,000,000  fowl  are  dis- 
posed of  in  this  country  alone,  on  an  average  of 
one  to  every  nine. 

Who  of  us,  then,  can  look  with  indiflPerence 
upon  the  approach  of  Thanksgiving?  It  is  dis- 
tinctly an  American  feast.  The  result  of  our 
researches  places  the  origin  of  the  chief  ornament 
of  our  festive  board  where  it  belongs.  Let  us, 
therefore,  enter  upon  its  enjoyment  with  vim  and 
gusto.  Let  us  increase,  if  possible,  the  ratio  from 
one  turkey  to  every  nine  persons  to  nine  turkeys 
to  every  person. 


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THE  VILLAGE  CHURCH 

By  JOHN  F.  BURNS.  '17 

(From  the  French  of  Deschamps) 

One  Sabbath  morn,  when  youth  was  in  its  prime, 
I  reached  a  neighboring  town  at  service-time. 
Loud  rang  the  bells,  the  church  its  front  opposed, 
The  preacher's  lips  in  prayerful  song  unclosed; 
The  open  portals  bade  all  welcome  there. 
Where    kneeling    children    lisped    their    simple 

prayer. 
And  pious  parents,  reverently  inclined. 
Poured  o'er  the  leaves  with  sweet  devotion  lined. 
The  sun,  meanwhile,  its  daily  course  assumed. 
The  air  with  balmy  fragrance  was  perfumed. 
Above  my  head  delightful  sounds  o'erflowed. 
And  Nature  in  her  best  regalia  glowed. 


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THREE  GREAT  MUSICIANS 


By  HUGH  O'NEILL,  '17 


THE  careers  of  Haydn  and  Mozart  represent 
the  middle  stage  of  eighteenth  century 
musical  development.  Not  only  in  point  of  time, 
lying  midway  between  Bach  and  Beethoven,  as 
they  do,  are  the  lives  of  Haydn  and  Mozart  typi- 
cal of  a  middle-stage  development,  but  in  other 
respects  as  well.  Thus,  as  a  general  rule,  their 
works,  in  point  of  character,  may  be  said  to  lie 
equidistant  from  the  fashionable  Italian  artificiali- 
ties of  the  day  and  the  heroic  grandeur  of  Bach 
and  Handel.  Greatly  indebted  as  the  music  of 
to-day  is  to  Haydn  and  Mozart,  still  more  does 
modern  musical  development  date  from  Beetho- 
ven, and  it  is  almost  impossible  to  imagine  modern 
musical  art  divested  of  his  influence. 

Haydn,  living  quietly  and  uneventfully,  writes 
his  music  which  reflects  the  nature  of  the  man, 
simple,  genial  and  unaffected ;  the  sources  of  his 
inspiration  were  his  own  good  qualities,  his  piety, 
his  lovable  nature. 

In  composition,  Haydn  is  recognized  as  being 
the  first  to  outline  the  possibilities  of  the  "sonata- 
form."  Apart  from  his  other  compositions, 
Haydn,  in  his  fifty-three  sonatas  for  piano,  con- 
tributed to  the  progress  of  musical  art  a  form 
which  for  flexibility  and  fertile  resources,  be- 
came a  legacy  of  inestimable  value  to  his  great 
successors,  Mozart  and  Beethoven.  Without  his 
fertile  labors  their  work  would  have  been  almost 
impossible. 

The  development  of  Mozart  the  performer  and 
Mozart  the  composer  was  on  terms  of  equality. 
He  was  taught  little  pieces  at  the  age  of  four,  and 
began  to  compose  at  the  age  of  five.  When  eight 
years  old  he  could  read  difficult  music  at  sight, 
improvise  charmingly  and  solve  perplexing  prob- 
lems in  composition  easily. 

Very  closely  is  Mozart's  name  associated  with 
the  opera ;  and  his  operas  have  been  accorded 
their  present  seemingly  disproportionate  amount 
of  space,  because,  as  a  composer  of  opera,  Mozart 


stands  alone  among  his  fellow-giants  of  the  eigh- 
teenth century. 

Towards  the  close  of  his  brief  career,  another 
field  of  his  vast  creative  energy  opened  up,  that 
of  church  music,  in  which  he  ranks  as  the  father 
of  the  modern  music  of  the  Catholic  Church. 

With  Beethoven  the  dynasty  of  genius,  com- 
mencing with  Bach  early  in  the  eighteenth  cen- 
tury, comes  to  an  end.  He  represents  in  himself 
at  once  the  consolidation,  as  it  were,  of  the  knowl- 
edge of  the  preceding  generations,  and  the  open- 
ing of  a  new  period  in  musical  history. 

His  compositions  betray  the  influence  of  Haydn 
and  Mozart,  and  the  smooth,  facile  workmanship 
of  the  eighteenth  century.  What  first  strikes  one, 
viewing  his  work  as  a  whole,  is  the  vast  prepon- 
derance of  compositions  of  the  sonata  kind. 
There  are  many  reasons  for  this  preponderance 
of  the  sonata-form.  For  nearly  two  centuries 
harmonic,  as  opposed  to  contrapuntal  form,  had 
been  developing  steadily,  and  when  Beethoven 
appeared,  the  sonata,  which  is  the  highest  form 
of  harmonic  music,  was  already  an  established 
art-form.  He  was  essentially  a  pianist  and  this 
was  sufficient  of  itself  to  turn  his  mind  towards 
the  sonata.  When  his  genius  as  a  composer  de- 
veloped, it  was  to  the  sonata-form  that  he  nat- 
urally turned  for  his  most  congenial  vehicle  of 
expression. 

To  sum  up  then,  the  influence  of  Bach  was 
predominant  alike  in  Haydn,  Mozart  and  Beeth- 
oven. If  Haydn  did  not  shine  as  a  performer,  he 
left  his  mark  as  a  composer  of  sonatas  and  thus 
proved  so  important  a  link  as  to  render  his  ser- 
vices indispensable.  Mozart  contributed  technical 
facility,  clearness,  and  above  all  grace  and  charm 
to  the  list  of  necessary  qualities  in  good  piano- 
playing.  He  developed  to  unheard-of  perfection 
the  art  of  improvisation ;  while  Beethoven  greatly 
increased  the  technical  horizon  by  his  inventive 
genius  and  his  force  as  a  virtuoso. 


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AESTHETICS  AND  ANAESTHETICS 

(A  CLASS  ANECDOTE) 

By  THOMAS  A.  ROWAN, '17 


THE  professor  was  learnedly  expounding 
a  point  in  the  aesthetics  of  fiction.  He 
warned  the  class  against  the  crudity  of  amateurs. 
He  advised  them  not  to  throw  the  reader  into  the 
midst  of  an  unpleasant  idea  and  leave  him  there 
with  that  as  the  main  point  to  be  contemplated. 
Such  work  he  declared  hopelessly  inartistic. 

Several  members  of  the  class  objected.  "Ham- 
let," said  they,  "abounds  in  unpleasant  ideas,  yet 
the  world's  criticism  praises  it  as  the  master- 
tragedy.  Poe's  tales  are  regarded  as  artistic, 
though  having  a  most  unpleasant  basis." 

The  professor  met  this  objection  by  showing 
how  a  great  artist  resolves  the  discords  of  his 
material  into  the  harmonies  of  beautiful,  domi- 
nant ideas.  In  order  further  to  enlighten  the 
minds  of  the  class,  he  contrasted  the  mellow  per- 
fection of  the  artist  with  the  following  amateurish 
crudity.  He  told  this  story  that  had  been  sub- 
mitted to  a  college  journal  when  he  attended  the 
university. 

A  musical  composer  had  devoted  the  work  of 
a  lifetime  to  the  composition  of  a  chef  d'ceuzre. 
Late  one  evening  he  was  trying  it  on  the  grand 
organ  in  the  church.  At  last  it  satisfied  his  taste ; 
it  had  reached  ultimate  form.  As  he  laid  the 
manuscript  on  the  table,  the  boy  that  worked  the 
organ-pump   came   forward.      Brushing   against 


the  table,  the  boy  accidentally  upset  the  light  on 
the  manuscript,  and  thus  burnt  the  composition. 
Hereupon  the  musician  became  so  enraged  at 
seeing  his  lifework  destroyed  that  he  seized  the 
boy  by  the  throat  and  choked  him  to  death, 

"Now,"  asked  the  professor,  "v|ljat  do  you 
think  of  such  a  point  as  that?  Would  yb^i  call  it 
pleasant  or  unpleasant?" 

"Un "  started  the  class. 

The  professor  smiled  in  satisfaction  to  think 
that  his  explanation  was  understood,  A  succes- 
sion of  ideas  thronged  his  mind,  as  he  expected 
to  hear  excellent  critical  reasons  of  condemna- 
tion. First,  the  inherent  improbability  of  the 
story.  The  boy  could  not  destroy  the  lifework 
of  a  musician,  which  would  be  engraven  on  the 
composer's  memory.  Hence  the  boy  had  merely 
burnt  paper.  Secondly,  no  sufficient  motive,  in 
consequence,  for  the  murder,  which  was  too  dis- 
cordant to  contemplate  as  coming  into  a  hitherto 
innocent  life  devoted  to  the  gentle  pursuit  of 
sweet  sounds.  Thirdly,  the  aggravating  circum- 
stance of  the  brutal  offense  by  gratuitous  sacri- 
lege in  a  church. 

But  what  was  the  professor's  horror  when  the 
class  finished  thus  in  grand  chorus : 

"Unpleasant — for  the  pump-boy!" 


THANKSGIVING  FOOTBALL 


By  JOHN  J.  MAGUIRE,  '20 


'T^  HE  'Varsity  football  team  of  Stamford  Uni- 
-^       versity  were  having  their  first  scrimmage 
J^  of  the  season.    Burdick,  the  veteran  'Varsity  half- 

back, went  crashing  through  the  scrubs'  line  for 
gain  after  gain;  and  after  each  plunge  he  would 
laiyigh  derisively  at  the  efforts  of  the  scrubs  to 
chy^ck  the  victorious  onslaught  of  the  'Varsity. 
Bifirdick,  as  a  player,  was  a  marvel ;  but  he  had  a 
ni*an  disposition,  his  anger  being  very  easily 
iitcurred. 

"Look  who's  here,  fresh  from  the  farm!" 
shouted  Burdick,  as  the  coach  put  in  a  new  man 
at  half-back  on  the  scrubs  in  place  of  Payne.  The 
new  man,  Tom  Harris  by  name,  heard  the  un- 


called-for remark;  but,  although  it  hurt,  he  gave 
no  sign  of  having  heard.  Harris  was  a  novice  in 
football,  but  he  possessed  strength,  speed,  pluck, 
and  a  desire  to  learn  the  game.  Accordingly, 
when,  on  the  next  play,  Burdick  came  speeding 
around  the  end,  he  made  a  lunge  at  him  and 
missed  his  tackle.  Burdick  laughed  and  con- 
tinued down  the  field  for  a  touchdown. 

The  scrubs  were  then  put  on  the  offensive  and 
began  to  hammer  at  the  regulars'  line,  using 
Bancroft  and  Schmidt,  two  experienced  backfield 
men.  Their  efforts  were  in  vain.  Several  for- 
ward passes  were  then  tried,  one  of  them  being 
successfully  executed.     Harris  was  then  called 


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upon  to  carry  the  ball,  and  fought  his  way  through 
right  tackle  for  a  five-yard  gain.  Once  more 
they  lined  up,  the  'Varsity  being  a  bit  surprised ; 
and  once  more  Harris  made  a  gain  through  right 
tackle.  Burdick  was  quivering  with  anger  and 
muttered  something  about  a  "farmer's  luck." 
Harris  overheard  the  remark.  His  cheeks  flushed, 
but  he  made  no  reply. 

Three  or  four  more  plays  were  tried  without 
much  success,  and  then  Harris  was  sent  speeding 
around  the  end  with  the  ball.  The  interference 
cut  down  the  defense  until  Burdick  alone  blocked 
his^^  way He  saw-_Burdick's-sneering  counte- 
nance, and  speedily  sidestepped  his  terrific  flying- 
tackle.  Burdick,  not  taking  into  consideration 
Harris'  sidestep,  missed  his  tackle  by  a  small 
margin  and  went  sprawling  on  the  dusty  field. 
This  time  it  was  Harris  that  laughed. 

Billy  Devere,  the  head  coach,  upbraided  Bur- 
dick for  not  making  his  tackle  sure  and  declared 
that  Harris  was  doing  better  than  he.  Burdick 
straightened  up,  removed  his  head-gear  and 
snarled,  "Is  that  so  ?  Well,  if  you  can  get  along 
without  me,  go  ahead.  Pu,t  that  overgrown  calf 
in  my  position.  I  don't  care.  I'm  through  with 
this  team."  He  started  to  walk  away,  but  stopped 
suddenly.  Turning  to  Harris,  he  snapped,  "But 
I'm  not  through  with  you.  I'll  get  even  with  you 
yet!  I'm  going  over  to  Crampton  now  to  join 
their  squad.  I'll  come  back  here  with  Crampton, 
and  we'll  give  this  measly  team  the  beating  of  a 
lifetime."  Then  he  turned  away  and  continued 
towards  the  dressing-rooms.  /' 

The  coach,  thinking  it  was  just  another  of  Bur- 
dick's  idle  threats,  did  not  attempt  to  stop  him, 
but  ordered  his  charges  to  continue  their  work, 
shifting  Bancroft  to  Burdick's  place  and  replac- 
ing Bancroft  by  Payne.  Tom  Harris  felt  that 
the  team  had  lost  its  best  man,  because  he  had 
forgotten  his  proper  position  as  subordinate  and, 
while  only  a  new  recruit,  had  laughed  at  a  veteran 
like  Burdick.  In  order  to  make  reparation  for 
this  mistake,  he  played  the  very  best  he  knew 
how,  and  soon  made  a  good  impression  upon  the 
coach. 

That  evening  Tom  Harris  talked  over  the 
events  of  the  afternoon  with  his  room-mate,  Tim 
Harrigan.  Tim  had  been  a  cripple  from  his  birth ; 
nevertheless,  like  many  more  of  his  kind,  he  knew 
football  thoroughly  from  his  own  keen  and  con- 
stant observation  of  the  game,  and  he  gave  Tom 
Harris  many  pointers  about  the  science  and  art 


of  the  manoeuvres  and  tactics  on  the  gridiron. 

As  practice  went  on,  Harris  improved  greatly 
from  day  to  day.  Although  he  was  still  on  the 
scrubs,  his  team-mates,  especially  his  captain,  Paul 
Armstrong,  recognized  his  natural  ability  for  the 
sport.  They  wondered  why  the  coach  did  not 
appreciate  his  efforts;  for,  indeed,  Billy  Devere 
paid  but  little  attention  to  Harris,  and  seemed 
determined  upon  developing  Bancroft.  But  the 
coach  had  been  given  full  power  as  to  the  selec- 
tion of  players,  and  Armstrong  was  powerless. 

In  the  first  game  of  the  season,  Stamford  de- 
feated Devonshire  on  Devonshire's  own  field,- the 
score  being  14  to  o.  Harris  was  not  given  an 
opportunity  to  play,  although  Bancroft  was 
slightly  injured  and  gave  place  to  Payne.  Each 
succeeding  game  was  the  same  story.  Stamford 
won  every  game,  most  of  them  being  hard  fought. 
Harris,  meanwhile,  was  kept  on  the  bench,  al- 
though several  times  the  coach  had  him  warm  up 
on  the  side  lines  only  to  disappoint  him  and  send 
Payne  in  to  play. 

This  treatment  Harris  received  without  the 
slightest  sign  of  discontent,  although  it  seemed 
to  everybody  else  nothing  less  than  extreme 
cruelty  on  the  part  of  the  coach.  Nevertheless, 
every  one  trusted  in  Billy  Devere,  who  had  made 
good  in  every  instance  in  the  past.  Therefore, 
while  they  were  at  a  loss  to  understand  his  rea- 
sons for  so  acting,  nobody  dared  question  his 
authority. 

In  practice,  no  one  worked  harder  than  Harris. 
In  the  scrimmage,  it  was  always  Harris  that  made 
big  gains  against  the  'Varsity  on  the  offense ;  and 
on  the  defense,  not  a  man  got  by  him.  Harris 
had  developed  into  a  great  football  player,  and 
he  devoted  his  every  effort  to  the  game  every 
time  he  played. 

At  night  in  his  room,  he  would  talk  matters 
over  with  Tim,  while  Tim  massaged  his  bruised 
muscles  with  soothing  liniments.  Tim  was  as 
much  puzzled  at  the  coach's  actions  as  any  one, 
although  down  in  his  heart  he  felt  that  Billy 
Devere  had  a  special  reason  for  slighting  Harris. 
What  that  reason  was  he  could  not  imagine.  Yet 
he  gave  Harris  every  encouragement,  and  it  was 
these  little  talks  of  theirs  that  kept  up  Tom's 
courage. 

At  last,  the  final  practice  of  the  season  was 
over.  The  next  day.  Thanksgiving  Day,  was  to 
be  the  close  of  a  most  successful  season,  no 
defeats  having  been  chalked  against  them  as  yet. 


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The  opposing  team  for  the  great  Thanksgiving 
game  was  to  be  Crampton.  Burdick,  Stamford's 
former  star,  had  bolstered  up  Crampton's  already 
strong  team,  and  they,  too,  claimed  a  clean  slate 
— twelve  victories  and  no  defeats.  Crampton's 
rooters  boasted  that  Burdick  would  make  good 
his  threat  and  that  Stamford's  claim  for  the 
season's  honors  would  be  swept  away  in  an  in- 
glorious defeat.  Stamford's  players  went  to  bed 
early  that  night,  each  one  with  a  prayer  on  his 
lips  that  Devere  would  relent  and  allow  Harris 
to  play  on  the  morrow. 

~  But  the  next  day  the  game  started  with  Harris 
on  the  sid:e  lines,  fretting  and  fuming  because  he 
was  not  allowed  to  play  against  Burdick^ — the 
one  man  in  all  the  world  whom  he  detested — 
the  man  who  had  deserted  the  team  that  had 
made  him  the  player  he  was — the  man  who  had 
sworn  to  get  even  with  him.  Time  after  time 
Burdick  was  sent  crashing  through  Stamford's 
line  for  big  gains.  Although  Stamford's  cheer- 
ing squad  gave  yell  after  yell  for  the  moral  sup- 
port of  their  team,  the  line  seemed  unable  to 
check  Crampton's  advance. 

After  a  series  of  line-bucking,  forward  passes 
and  trick  plays,  Crampton  had  the  ball  on  Stam- 
ford's ten-yard  line.  Amid  the  cries  of  Cramp- 
ton's cohorts  for  a  touchdown  and  the  plea  from 
the  Stamford  rooters  to  "Hold !  hold !  hold !"  the 
red  and  blue  warriors  fought  valiantly.  Cramp- 
ton could  not  gain  so  much  as  an  inch,  and  the 
ball  was  in  Stamford's  possession.  At  the  end 
of  the  first  quarter,  they  had  advanced  just  half- 
way to  their  opponents'  goal  line,  and  they  still 
had  the  ball. 

The  second  quarter  started  with  a  rush.  Ban- 
croft fumbled  the  ball.  The  ever-alert  Burdick 
scooped  it  up  and  ran  with  the  speed  of  an  ante- 
lope in  the  direction  of  the  goal-posts,  never 
stopping  until  he  had  placed  the  ball  down  over 
the  goal  line  for  the  first  score  of  the  game. 
Douglas,  Crampton's  big  full-back,  kicked  the 
goal,  making  the  score  7  to  o,  with  Stamford  on 
the  small  end.  But  the  wearers  of  the  red  and 
blue  were  not  discouraged.  Indeed,  this  served 
only  to  imbue  into  them  the  spirit  of  determina- 
tion and  to  make  them  fight  harder  than  ever. 
The  half  ended  without  further  scoring  by  either 
side. 

"^he  second  half  began,  with  Harris  still  on 
th(  bench.  Every  time  Burdick  made  a  gain  or 
a  ?ood  tackle,  Harris  winced.    Once  when  Ban- 


croft was  slow  in  getting  up  from  the  ground, 
Billy  Devere  turned  and  glanced  at  Tom.  It 
seemed  as  if  his  long-awaited  turn  had  come. 
But  Bancroft  rallied  bravely  and  continued  play- 
ing. A  fresh  man  was  sent  in  at  end,  and  the 
team  seemed  to  be  strengthened  by  his  freshness. 
They  advanced  the  ball  down  the  field  until  they 
were  within  striking  distance  of  their  opponents' 
goal.  Then,  in  spite  of  all  the  efforts  of  Cramp- 
ton, Armstrong  kicked  the  ball  between  the  up- 
rights for  a  field  goal,  just  as  Bancroft  crumpled 
and  fell  exhausted. 

Tom  Harris'  chance  had  come.  The  coach 
whispered  a  few  words  of  instruction  in  his  ear 
and  sent  him  out  onto  the  field.  But  Harris 
seemed  to  have  lost  all  the  spirit  he  had  shown 
in  practice,  as  he  trotted  dejectedly  across  the 
field.  Then  through  the  momentary  silence.  Bur- 
dick's  voice  rang  out.  "You're  just  the  man 
I've  been  waiting  for!"  he  sneered.  Burdick's 
words  roused  Harris'  ire,  and  he  went  into  the 
game  determined  to  defeat  Crampton  and  to 
show  Burdick  who  was  master.  He  worked  with 
almost  superhuman  effort.  Crampton  had  the 
ball.  Harris  broke  up  every  play,  forcing  them 
to  punt.  For  the  second  time,  however,  Stam- 
ford fumbled,  and  for  the  second  time  Burdick 
recovered  the  ball.  The  game  developed  into 
almost  entirely  a  two-man  game,  with  Burdick 
on  one  side  and  Harris  on  the  other.  Stamford 
soon  had  the  ball  in  their  possession  again.  En- 
couraged by  the  undaunted  spirit  displayed  by 
Harris,  they  advanced  steadily  until  they  were 
in  the  shadow  of  Crampton's  goal  line  once  more. 
Here  time  was  called  for  the  end  of  the  third 
period.  Armstrong  gathered  his  players  about 
him  and  instructed  them  as  to  the  next  play. 

The  whistle  blew  for  the  final  quarter.  The 
teams  lined  up  quickly.  Without  any  signals,  the 
ball  was  snapped  back  to  Harris,  who  sped  round 
the  end  for  a  touchdown  before  the  surprised 
Cramptonites  knew  what  had  happened.  The 
try  for  a  goal  was  unsuccessful,  the  ball  swerving 
a  few  inches  to  the  right.  Stamford  was  now  in 
the  lead,  the  score  being  9  to  7.  Stamford  kicked 
off.  The  ball  was  advanced  and  retarded  all  over 
the  field,  neither  team  making  any  substantial 
gain.  Harris  and  Burdick  were  still  fighting  with 
the  ferocity  of  wild  beasts.  But  the  strain  was 
beginning  to  tell  upon  Burdick,  He  had  silenced 
his  jeering  tone. 

Only  one  minute  remained  to  play.  Crampton 
tried  a  trick  formation,  which  threw  Stamford 


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THE    VILLANO  VAN 


off  their  guard  for  the  moment.  Burdick  re- 
ceived the  ball.  He  shot  through  the  opening, 
shook  off  the  opposing  tackle,  and  started  towards 
Stamford's  goal  line  with  no  one  in  his  way.  A 
groan  arose  from  the  Stamford  stands  as  he  sped 
onward,  for  a  touchdown  seemed  inevitable.  Sud- 
denly there  shot  out  of  the  mix-up  of  players  a 
form  in  a  red  and  blue  jersey.  It  was  Harris! 
As  he  cut  down  the  lead  of  the  fast  tiring  Bur- 
dick, foot  by  foot,  the  groan  that  had  been  emitted 
from  the  throats  of  the  Stamford  rooters  changed 
to  a  cry  of  hope.  Then  there  was  a  tense  silence. 
Then  once  again  their  voices  were  heard — ^this 
time  in  a  cry  of  exultation.  For  Harris,  putting 
every  last  ounce  of  strength  behind  his  tackle, 
had  left  his  feet  in  a  beautifully  flying  tackle, 
which  brought  Burdick  down,  two  yards  from  the 
goal  line  and  a  Crampton  victory.  Before  the 
disheartened  Crampton  team  could  line  up  and 
resume  their  offense,  the  shrill  whistle  of  the 
referee  proclaimed  that  the  game  was  over,  and 
that  Burdick  had  failed  to  make  good  his  threat. 
One  of  the  first  to  reach  Harris'  side  was  Billy 


Devere,  who  gripped  Tom's  hand  and  said,  "Good 
boy,  Tom!  I  knew  you  would  do  it!  I  recog- 
nized your  ability  from  the  first.  But  I  realized 
also  that,  in  order  to  defeat  Crampton  to-day, 
you  would  have  to  be  subjected  to  all  sorts  of 
cruelties  and  injustices  until  your  very  soul  cried 
out  against  it — until  deep  in  your  heart  was  im- 
planted a  desire  to  show  the  world  that  you  could 
play  football  and  that  you  could  beat  Burdick  at 
his  own  game.  That  time  was  not  ripe  until 
after  the  game  had  started  to-day.  I  know  you 
have  suffered,  Tom,  and  I  want  you  to  know  that 
all  Stamford  honors  you  as  a  man  of  unfailing 
courage  and  of  extraordinary  ability."  There 
were  tears  in  the  eyes  of  the  coach  as  he  finished 
his  impressive  speech,  and  he  turned  away  to  hide 
them. 

Big-hearted  Tom  Harris  smiled  at  the  approv- 
ing faces  about  him.  There  was  a  twinkle  in  his 
eyes  as  he  said : 

"Well,  I'm  thankful  I  didn't  have  to  wait  till 
Christmas  for  this  game.  But,"  he  added,  seri- 
ously, "It  was  worth  it." 


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THE  FADING  YEAR 

By^HN  HANS,  '19 

The   change   from  summer's  glow   to   winter's 
gloom 

Foretokens  each  man's  doom, 
Anticipates  the  tomb. 

When  fairest  flowers  rejoice  the  sunny  year 
And  song-birds  charm  the  ear — 
O  sights  and  sounds  of  cheer! 

Then  rose-hued  hopes  in  every  bosom  spring; 
Our  spirits  dance  and  sing; 
For  joy  rules  everything. 

But  autumn  frosts  and  bleak  November  days 
Show  nothing  here  that  stays: 
Fair  Nature's  work  decays ! 

And  now  our  souls  sink  sadly  with  the  year: 
Hope  gives  its  rule  to  Fear; 
Song  sighs  and  drops  the  tear. 

Emblem  is  here  of  man's  uncertain  state: 
Trust  not  the  brightest  Fate ; 
All  earthly  joys  abate. 

Then  look  alone  to  Heaven's  unfading  prize; 
Place  thy  home  in  the  skies, 
And  view  it  with  Faith's  eyes. 

For  change  from  summer  glow  to  winter  gloom 
Foreshadows  all  men's  doom — 
Anticipates  the  tomb. 


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PSEUDODOXIA 


By  YE  STUDENT 


'  I  ^HE  examination  of  prevalent  opinions  in 
-■-  •  order  to  expose  popular  fallacies,  has 
been  a  favorite  theme  with  successive  philosophic 
inquirers  from  Bacon's  time  dov^n  through  Sir 
Thomas  Browne,  Favorgue,  Dr.  Primrose,  Lau- 
rent Joubert,  Scipio  Mercurius,  Barrington,  Ben- 
tham  and  Charles  Lamb,  The  student  himself 
has  often  been  puzzled  by  the  manifest"  paradox-"*  ' 
ology  of  the  current  credulities  of  Zeitgeist,  and 
here  proposes  some  detached  reflections  on  a  few 
of  the  most  striking. 

Future  generations  will  learn  with  astonish- 
ment how  a  great  presidential  contest  in  the 
fourth  lustrum  of  the  twentieth  century  was 
decided  by  a  point  of  grammar.  On  the  early 
returns  in  the  recent  election,  announcement  was 
made  to  President  Woodrow  Wilson  in  these 
words,  "You'se  is  elected."  Our  most  learned 
chief  executive,  from  his  pedagogic  habits  ac- 
quired in  his  experience  as  schoolmaster,  imme- 
diately corrected  the  hideous  solecism,  bidding 
them  tell  him  in  good  English,  "You  are  elected." 
His  knowledge  of  grammar  thus  saved  him  the 
day,  and  its  national  consequences  give  it  an  epic 
importance  and  significance.  And  yet  there  are 
skeptics  who  question  the  utility  of  a  liberal  edu- 
cation and  ask  with  cynical  sneer,  "What's  the 
Hughes?" 

A  propos  of  the  Shakespeare-Bacon  contro- 
versy, which  has  raged  anew  in  this  tercentenary 
celebration  of  the  immortal  dramas,  we  have 
come  at  least  to  this  conclusion.  That  Lard 
Bacon  should  have  put  the  ham  in  Hamlet  (con- 
sidering that  bacon  and  ham  form  a  favorite 
breakfast  food  of  Shakespeare's  nation)  is  a 
combination  of  ideas  not  incompatible — or  even  . 
Hogg,  the  Scotch  poet.  But  that  Lamb  (gener- 
ally supposed  to  be  a  vegetarian)  should  find  his 
favorite  viand  in  roast  pork  is  indeed  pig-\.\\\^r\ 

The  commentators  of  Shakespeare,  with  all 
their  alertness,  acuteness  and  industry  in  the 
textual  emendation  of  that  much  garbled  drama- 
tist, have  unaccountably  overlooked  an  obvious 
reading.  The  passage  in  mind  occurs  in  the 
grave-digging  scene,  the  first  of  the  fifth  act. 
The  first  clown,  ciscussing  the  mode  of  Ophelia's 


death,  while  digging  her  grave,  concludes  his 
third  speech  with  these  words  in  the  text  as  it 
stands: 

Argal,  she  drowned  herself  wittingly. 

"Argal"  is  evidently  a  misreading  for  "our 
gal!i.;-i^re^  being  improperly  used  for  "our"  by 
a  slovenly  colloquialism  common  among  the  illit- 
erate. The  pronoun  "she"  should  be  omitted  as 
a  vulgar  redundance  of  the  nominative  substan- 
tive "gal,"    The  true  reading  then  is: 

Our  gal  drowned  herself  wittingly. 

This  emendation,  like  Ophelia's  watery  grave, 
is  too  deep  for  general  acceptance  among  com- 
mentators. 

The  last  are  a  troublesome  set  anyway.  This 
compels  the  student  to  think  that  the  critical  con- 
dition of  Ireland  (which  rouses  his  concern  as  a 
loyal  lover  of  the  Emerald  Isle)  must  be  due  to 
the  fact  that  the  island  abounds  in  common  'taters. 

The  employment  of  the  term  potatoes  in  con- 
nection with  Ireland  and  Shakespeare  reminds 
the  student  that  there  is  such  a  thing  as  Literary 
Botany.  Lamb  the  Essayist  probably  did  not 
wish  to  cultivate  a  florid  appearance  when  he 
eschewed  his  namesake's  vegetarian  diet. 

For  Vegetarians,  one  supposes, 
Have  cabbage  heads  and  turnip  noses. 

Hence  Lamb  displayed  subtle  discernment 
when  he  chose  the  neighboring  field  of  Literary 
Zoology  and  preferred  above  all  diets  roast  pork, 
which  cultivates  an  important  department  of  the 
understanding.  For,  contrary  to  what  most  peo- 
ple assert,  the  beast  that  possesses  the  greatest 
amount  of  judgment  is,  not  the  half -reasoning 
elephant,  nor  the  intelligent  horse,  nor  the  saga- 
cious dog,  but  the  pig,  as  will  be  seen  by  a  little 
reflection.  The  educated  pig,  on  exhibition  in 
raree-shows,  exercising  all  the  functions  of  ration- 
ality, has  excited  wonderment  as  a  porcine  para- 
dox, but  is  really,  after  all,  in  the  nature  of  things 
— as  the  pig  is  never  in- Jew-dishes  (injudicious)  ! 


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Another  vulgar  error  is  that  of  literaiy  smat- 
terers,  who  ascribe  no  literary  value  to  the  cat. 
From  the  proper  point  of  view,  however,  Puss 
is  the  most  poetical  member  of  the  brute  kind— 
for  it  alone  assiduously  cultivates  the  mews. 

According  to  the  illustrators  of  college  jour- 
nals, the  most  common  symbol  of  students  is 
professedly  the  owl,  the  reputed  bird  of  wisdom, 
sacred  to  Minerva,  the  patron  goddess  of  all 
high-browed  intellectuals.  Yet  most  students 
really  prefer  a  lark;  though  we  hope  few,  or 
none,  favor  a  bat. 

The  student  has  always  been  sadly  troubled 
with  Addison's  broken  metaphor  in  his  poem  on 
Marlborough's  campaign: 

I  bridle  in  my  struggling  Muse  in  vain, 
Which  longs  to  launch  into  a  nobler  strain. 

The  laureate  of  Qiieen  Anne's  reign  has  here 
three  badly  mixed  images.  His  Muse  is  first 
a  horse,  then  a  boat, — and  the  boat  that  is  a  horse 
wishes  to  sing!  The  student  humbly  submits  the 
following  amendment,  which  possesses  at  least 
the  jewel  merit  of  consistency  of  imagery: — 

I  bridle  in  my  hungry  mule  with  pain. 
That  longs  to  lunch  on  every  load  of  grain ! 

The  canons  of  textual  emendation  are  here 
strictly  observed.  The  author  is  scrupulously 
followed,  and  the  corrections  are  suggested  by  the 
text  itself.  When  the  sagacious  emendator  of 
Plato's  corrupt  text  changed,  in  a  certain  famous 
passage,  "lura"  into  "aura,"  he  bethought  him 
that  in  Plato's  time  the  small  Greek  letters  had 
not  yet  been  invented ;  therefore  the  capitals  were 
then  in  use.  Furthermore,  on  changing  to  the 
capitals,  lambda  (A)  resembles  an  uncrossed 
alpha  (A).  Accordingly,  putting  the  cross-piece 
into  the  first  letter  of  lura,  the  critic  changed  the 
word  into  the  altogether  different  one  of  aura, 
thus  vastly  improving  the  sense  by  the  simple 
device  of  a  mere  stroke  of  the  pen.  So  here  we 
just  take  the  under-loop  of  "s"  in  "muse"  and 
make  it  the  upper  loop  of  "1"  in  "mule."  Equally 
simple  is  it  to  cross  out  the  "a"  of  the  incongru- 
ous word  "launch"  and  thereby  transform  it  into 
the  pertinent  action  of  "lunch."  We  thus  give 
consistent  consequence  to  the  opening  circum- 
stance of  "bridling,"  the  poet  taking  occasion  to 
improve  the  opportunity  for  moral  instruction  by 
animadverting  on  the  unbridled  appetite  of  glut- 
tony.    Such  are  the  fascinating  pursuits  of  the 


literary  detective,  and  such  are  some  of  the  simple 
means  that  lead  to  the  most  extensive  conse- 
quences I  ,        .  _  ^  T 

Objectors  to  our  method  have  insisted  that  we 
go  too  far,  and  urge  that  we  read  the  second 
line  of  Addison's  couplet  thus : 

That  longs  to  lunch  on  every  field  of  grain. 

They  claim  that  a  "field  of  grain"  is  far  more 
poetical  than  a  "load  of  grain." 

Our  reply  to  this  objection  is  twofold.  First, 
their  reading  destroys  the  alliteration  of  "l"s, 
beautifully  found  in  "longs",  "lunch"  and  "load". 
The  last  word  "load"  supplies  that  third  "1"  that 
the  first  two  words  have  made  the  ear  expect. 
Satisfaction,  not  disappointment,  is  a  supreme 
law  of  the  literary  art. 

In  the  second  place,  we  insist  that  our  oppon- 
ents do  not  sufficiently  take  into  consideration 
the  character  of  the  period  to  which  our  poet 
belongs.  This  is  very  necessary  to  all  true  criti- 
cism. 

You  then  whose  judgment  the  right  course  would  steer,. 

Know  well  each  author's  proper  character; 

His  fable,  subject,  scope  in  ev'ry  page; 

Religion,  country,  genius  of  his  age. 

Without  all  these  at  once  before  your  eyes, 

Cavil  you  may,  but  never  criticise. 

Now  the  Age  of  Queen  Anne  was  hopelessly 
artificial.  It  had  neither  eyes  nor  feeling  for 
nature.  It  would  not  recognize  grain  growing 
in  a  field.  How  often  have  we  not  lamented  our 
superiority  and  blessing  in  this  respect !  Has  not 
every  work  on  aesthetics  been  teaching  us  this 
for  the  last  hundred  years  and  more?  When  a 
Queen  Anne  poet  once  saw  a  tree  by  accident  for 
the  first  time,  he  mistook  it  for  a  paradoxical  sort 
of  branched  chandelier  hanging  up  from  the 
earth  instead  of  depending  from  the  ceiling.  The 
Queen  Anne  poets,  then,  were  town  poets,  know- 
ing nothing  of  rural  life.  Hence  the  "field"' 
would  be  lost  to  their  apprehensions,  while  a 
"load  of  grain"  packed  in  a  wagon  or  piled  in  a 
stall  would  appeal  strongly  to  their  experience. 
The  cries  of  the  author,  consequently,  reining  in 
his  eager  mule  from  the  grain-loads,  afford  an 
exquisite  tragi-comic  picture  of  a  Grub  Street 
poet's  whoas.  An  art-stroke  should  be  double- 
edged,  two-pointed,  exercising  force  at  either  end. 
The  word  "load"  fulfilling  the  two  conditions  of 
alliterative  form  and  truth  of  picture  in  meaning 
proves  conclusively  that  this  is  the  right  reading. 


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The  observant  reader  will  have,  doubtless,  re- 
marked how  the  various  ranks,  or  degrees,  of 
the  literary  craft  reveal  themselves  involuntarily 
by  their  prevalent  turn  of  thought  and  imagery. 
The  high-fliers  sing  of  ecstatic  flights  on  the 
winged  horse,  Pegasus, — that  poetic  aeroplane 
of  the  equine  species,  which  mounts  on  the  view- 


less wings  of  poesy  through  the  interstellar  spaces 
of  the  Empyrean.  But  the  humble  citizen  of  the 
Republic  of  Letters  dare  not  lift  his  thoughts  so 
high,  and  so  speaks  only  of  his  "mule"— and  that 
mule  a  hungry  one.  This  circumstance  shows 
that  the  fortunes  of  the  Grub  Street  residents 
have  not  improved  since  the  time  of  the  Dunciad. 


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FOREWORD 


THIS  is  the  debut  of  The  Villanovan — the 
new  magazine  representing  the  various  in- 
terests of  the  student  body  of  our  CoUege  of 
Villanova.  The  Prolog  enters,  bows  and  speaks — 
inviting  favorable  attention.  We  cannot  address 
the  world  at  large,  but  we  hope  an  audience  of 
the  alumni  and  the  undergraduates.  While  our 
journal  is  undergraduate  in  management,  we 
look  to  the  alumni  for  fostering  aid  and  inspiring 
example.  May  the  alumni,  who  cherish  such 
fond  recollections  of  the  old  Villanova  magazine, 
find  in  the  present  venture  a  not  unworthy  suc- 
cessor! This  object  may  be  achieved,  if  the 
alumni  will  kindly  co-operate  with  the  under- 
graduates to  make  The  Villanovan  a  perma- 
nent educational  instrument  of  our  beloved  and 
honored  institution.  This  co-operation  on  the 
part  of  both  alumni  and  undergraduates — so 
necessary  to  assure  success — consists  of  two  com- 
plementary  factors — first,   literary   co-operation  ; 


second,  financial  co-operation.  On  the  side  of 
literature,  our  purpose  is  mainly  for  the  training 
of  undergraduates  in  literary  self-expression; 
hence  we  look  to  the  alumni  rather  for  interested 
patronage,  for  kindly  advice,  for  helpful  criticism. 
On  the  financial  side,  the  alumni  can  help  in 
several  ways.  They  can  assist  in  extending  the 
territory  of  our  magazine,  they  can  increase  the 
number  of  subscribers  among  themselves  and 
their  friends,  they  can  advertise  in  our  columns. 
As  alumni  news  is  a  striking  feature  and  an  im- 
portant department,  the  alumni  can  always  find 
something  of  personal  interest  in  regard  to  them- 
selves and  their  old  college  friends,  awakening 
dear  recollections  of  their  former  good  times.  It 
is  taken  for  granted  that  the  undergraduates 
know  their  financial  duty  in  the  case  before  their 
very  eyes. 

Now,  undergraduates  and  alumni,  will  you,  as 
loyal   sons   of   Villanova  taking   i>ride   in    Alma 


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Mater's  achievements,  respond  to  our  earnest 
appeal?  Will  you  by  a  little  self-denial  on  the 
part  of  each  one  make  possible  a  great  success 
in  the  aggregate?  Will  you  kindly  assist  in  this 
good  cause  of  sound  education  ?  We  offer  grate- 
ful acknowledgment  to  our  alumni  for  their 
hearty  support  and  to  the  student  body  for  their 
zealous  efforts  to  bring  to  completion  hopes  so 


long  cherished  by  all  Villanova  men.  If  the  co- 
operation continues  in  the  future  as  hitherto,  our 
permanent  success  is  assured.  With  these  three 
key-words  in  summary— literary  contribution, 
helpful  criticism,  financial  support — the  Prolog 
bows  and  exits,  as  the  curtain  rises. 

John  V.  Domminey,  1917. 


COLLEGE  SPIRIT 


THERE  are  times  in  College  life  when  loy- 
alty is  manifested  by  real  and  earnest 
efforts  to  place  the  name  of  Alma  Mater  upon 
some  high  pinnacle  of  honor  through  heroic 
achievement.  These  efforts  are  indeed  praise- 
worthy, but  they  do  not  sound  the  genuine  depth 
of  the  meaning  of  the  word  loyalty.  It  is  rather 
in  the  everyday  life  that  the  calibre  of  true  spirit 
is  tested.  When  no  valiant  eleven  is  rushing  to 
the  objective  goal,  when  no  blue  and  white  stream- 
ers of  victory  are  rousing  spontaneous  utterances, 
when  fortune  seems  to  deny  our  college  even  a 
little  smile, — then  it  is  that  we  can  judge  the 
loyalty  of  a  student-body. 

Loyalty  to  your  school  means  defense  of  that 
school.  The  crowd  easily  takes  up  a  half-truth 
uttered  by  an  unthinking  boy.  It  circulates,  and 
many  who  do  not  know  all  the  facts  of  the  case 
are  deceived.  The  school  is  injured.  Your  Alma 
Mater,  your  fostering  mother,  has  received  a 
wound.  Your  loyalty  should  prompt  you  to 
speak  the  good  word,  the  whole  truth,  and  help 
your  college  on  to  victory.  She  wants  praise 
where  it  is  deserved.  She  wants  work — hard, 
individual  work,  robbed  of  that  individual  selfish- 
ness, so  characteristic  of  our  age.  She  urges  you 
to  put  forth  your  efforts  for  the  common  weal. 
Forget  your  little  personal  grievances,  forget 
your  own  advancement,  and  Alma  Mater  will  not 
lose  sight  of  her  loyal  son. 

Loyalty  to  Alma  Mater  means  personal  affec- 
tion to  your  Alma  Mater.  Let  the  name  "Villa- 
nova"  arouse  the  best  qualities  of  your  soul.  She 
has  fostered  yon,  cared  for  you  as  a  mother  cares 
for  her  little  child.  Every  advantage  compatible 
with  religious  education,  she  gives  you.  In  re- 
turn she  wants  your  love.  Love  stops  at  no  sac- 
rifice. It  strips  itself  of  all  for  the  object  of  its 
love.  You  are  not  asked  to  give  up  much.  Just 
give  her  your  affection,  your  unwavering  alle- 
giance. She  will  regard  this  as  an  inestimable 
treasure. 


Loyalty  to  Villanova  means  your  individuality. 
What  does  college  spirit  mean  in  your  life  ?  Villa- 
nova wants  you  to  live  up  to  the  strict  morals 
she  has  taught  you.  She  wants  you  to  take  ad- 
vantage of  the  intellectual  opportunities  she  gives 
you  and  to  show  fruit  worthy  of  her.  The  cul- 
ture of  a  gentleman  in  dealing  with  others  is 
loyalty  to  your  school.  People  know  you  are  a 
Villanova  man.  That  should  be  worth  more  to 
you  than  the  wealth  of  nations.  In  your  hands 
you  hold  her  reputation,  her  hope  of  advance- 
ment. 

Loyalty  means  the  motto  of  your  school — Veri- 
tas, Unitas,  Caritas.  Loyalty  means  "Truth." 
Be  true  to  yourself,  be  true  to  God,  be  true  to 
the  Church.  Do  not  be  afraid  to  defend  and 
promulgate  the  truth.  Keep  it  ever  shining  be- 
fore you  as  your  guiding  star.  Loyalty  means 
"Unity."  In  unity  there  is  strength.  You  must 
unite  yourself,  then,  to  the  cause.  You  have 
joined  yourself  to  Villanova,  and  there  are  con- 
sequent obligations  to  which  you  must  not  close 
your  eyes.  Her  strength  depends  upon  the 
strength  of  individuals.  Be  loyal  to  every  Villa- 
nova man,  to  every  Villanova  enterprise.  Forget 
not  the  last  word  of  the  motto — Charity.  The 
Augustinians  are  characterized  by  their  burning 
love  of  God.  The  great  Augustine  was  especially 
noted  for  his  charity.  Your  love  must  mean  more 
than  mere  words.  Your  charity  must  mean  loy- 
alty, love  of  school,  devotion  to  Villanova's  aims, 
faithfulness  to  Villanova's  sons. 

Arouse  your  spirit,  Sons  of  Villanova.  Do 
not  neglect  your  fostering  mother.  Her  way  is 
weary.  Often  it  is  hard  for  her  to  travel  alone. 
You  must  be  her  supporters.  Let  your  loyalty 
extend  further  than  your  college  days.  May  it 
extend  beyond  your  graduation  days!  May  a 
loyal  student-body  be  but  the  beginning  of  a  loyal 
alumni ! 

John  V.  Dommtney,  1917. 


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Opening  OF  College 

The  College  reopened  with  due  formality  on 
Monday,  September  i8,  one  week  later  than  was 
originally  scheduled.  The  delay  was  caused  by 
an  order  of  the. Board  of  Health,  due  to  the  pre- 
valence of  infantile  paralysis  throughout  the 
State.  In  this  we  fared  better  than  many  other 
colleges  in  the  East,  which  were  subject  to  a  more 
extended  quarantine. 

Enrollment 

The  enrollment  in  the  College  shows  a  decided 
increase  over  that  of  last  year,  the  largest  Fresh- 
man Class  in  the  history  of  the  institution  having 
registered  on  the  opening  days  and  all  the  other 
classes,  with  the  exception  of  the  Senior,  show- 
ing slight  gains.  In  the  Preparatory  School, 
however,  there  was  a  slight  falling  off. 

Changes  in  Faculty 

Among  the  faculty  several  changes  were  an- 
nounced. 

The  Department  of  Chemistry  is  now  in  charge 
of  Mr.  John  S.  O'Leary,  O.S.A.,  and  Mr.  Ruellan 
P.  Fink,  O.S.A.,  both  of  whom  are  Villanova 
graduates  of  the  Class  of  1916.  They  succeed 
Mr.  John  B.  Mockaitis,  B.S.,  who  resigned  last 
June  to  accept  another  position.  Mr.  Fink  and 
Mr.  O'Leary  are  fully  capable  of  performing  their 
new  duties,  having  taken  an  extended  course  in 
Chemistry. 

The  Rev.  Michael  J.  Murphy  is  another  who 
has  returned  to  our  midst  after  an  absence  of  sev- 
eral years,  and  has  taken  up  his  work  in  the  De- 
partment of  Classics.  Father  Murphy  will  be 
remembered  by  many  of  our  alumni  who  will  be 


glad  to  hear  that  he  has  returned  to  their  Alma 
Mater. 

Another  newcomer  in  the  same  department  is 
Rev.  Luke  M.  Powers,  O.S.A.,  who  has  succeeded 
our  old  friend  and  former  vice-president,  Rev. 
Matthew  Corcoran,  O.S.A.,  who  has  been  trans- 
ferred to  St.  Rita's  parish  in  Philadelphia. 

In  the  Department  of  Biology  and  Bacteriol- 
ogy, Mr.  Hartzell  has  been  succeeded  by  Mr. 
Hopkins,  O.S.A.,  and  Mr.  Martin,  O.S.A. 

Other  new  teachers  are  Fathers  Spirali,  Mul- 
lins.  Shea,  Campbell,  Salinas  and  Zabalzo,  all  of 
whom  were  raised  to  the  priesthood  last  June. 

Those  of  last  year's  faculty  who  have  been 
transferred  to  other  fields  of  labor  are  Fathers 
Corcoran,  Fahey,  Kelly,  Yannis,  Dwyer  and 
Cotter. 

Improvements 

Among  the  many  new  improvements  may  be 
noted  the  new  Biological  Laboratory  on  the  sec- 
ond floor  of  the  Main  Building.  It  is  larger  and 
presents  much  better  facilities  than  its  predeces- 
sor. The  rapidly  increasing  size  of  these  classes 
made  the  change  necessary. 

The  new  tennis  courts,  which ^ were  to  have 
been  ready  in  October,  have  been  subject  to  sev- 
eral unavoidable  delays  in  the  course  of  construc- 
tion, which  will  prevent  their  opening  until  the 
Spring. 

Patron's  Day. 
On  Friday,  September  22,  the  feast  of  our 
patron  saint,  St.  Thomas  of  Villanova,  was  duly 
celebrated  in  the  church  with  a  Solemn  High 
Mass.  The  president  of  the  College,  Rev.  Edward 
G.  Dohan,  O.S.A.,  acted  as  celebrant,  assisted  by 


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Rev.  Francis  A.  Driscoll  and  Rev.  George  C. 
Egan,  O.S.A.,  as  deacon  and  sub-deacon,  respec- 
tively. Besides  the  entire  student-body,  there 
were  many  others  in  attendance.  This  was  the 
first  of  the  hohdays  for  the  year  and  no  classes 
were  held. 

Burning  of  Barn 
On  Monday  evening,  September  25,  the  mo- 
notony of  the  school  life  was  broken  by  a  disas- 
trous fire,  which  destroyed  the  large  barn  attached 
to  the  College  Farm.  The  fire  was  discovered 
shortly  after  seven  o'clock  by  several  of  the  farm 
hands  but  it  gained  headway  so  quickly  that  little 
could  be  done  toward  saving  the  main  structure. 
However,  several  smaller  adjoining  buildings 
were  saved  by  the  valiant  work  of  the  students 
and  the  firemen  from  nearby  towns,  who  re- 
sponded to  the  call  for  help.  The  entire  student 
body  turned  out  and  was  of  material  aid  in  res- 
cuing stock  and  farming  implements,  which  were 
housed  in  the  burning  building.  A  large  quan- 
tity of  newly  harvested  crops  and  several  horses 
were  destroyed,  the  total  damage  approaching 
close  to  $15,000.  Just  how  the  fire  started  is  a 
matter  of  conjecture,  but  it  is  generally  believed 
to  have  been  caused  by  spontaneous  combustion. 
The  severe  loss  to  the  College  authorities  is  to 
be  greatly  regretted  since  it  was  only  partially 
covered  by  insurance.  The  occasion  created 
plenty  of  excitement  and  the  fire  was  witnessed 
from  points  of  vantage  by  many  of  our  neighbors 
and  residents  of  the  Main  Line  district. 

Columbus  Day 
Columbus  Day  was   celebrated  on  Thursday, 
October  12,  and  according  to  custom,  was  a  holi- 
day for  the  entire  College. 

Cheering 
It  was  with  much  pleasure  that  we  noted  the 
great  increase  in  the  cheering  at  the  Catholic  Uni- 
versity football  game  as  compared  with  that  at 
the  games  preceding  it.  This  shows  that  the 
student  body  is  at  last  beginning  to  awaken  and 
that  the  old  school  spirit  is  beginning  to  come 
to  the  fore.  School  spirit  is  one  thing  which  is 
essential  to  the  life  of  a  college  and  this  year  bids 
fair  to  mark  a  new  era  in  its  development. 

Visit  of  Bishop  Jones 
Among  our  recent   distinguished   guests   was 
the  Right  Reverend  W.  A.  Jones,  O.S.A.,  Bishop 
of  Porto  Rico,  who,  during  the  month  of  October, 


made  Several  visits  to  the  College.  On  the  first 
occasion,  he  was  entertained  by  the  students  of 
Corr  Memorial  Hall,  who  presented  an  im- 
promptu program  which  included  several  musical 
numbers,  rendered  by  their  newly  organized  band. 
On  October  25,  the  eve  of  his  departure  for 
Havana,  he  was  tendered  an  informal  dinner  by 
the  faculty  of  the  College. 

Death  of  Father  Moran 

On  Monday  morning,  September  25,  the  Rev. 
Joseph  T.  Moran  passed  away  at  our  College 
after  an  illness  which  lasted  for  nearly  a  year. 
His  genial  disposition  had  made  for  him  a  host 
of  friends,  who  grieved  at  his  untimely  though 
not  unexpected  death. 

His  life  was  a  very  active  one.  He  was  born 
in  Washington,  D.  C,  and  was  educated  at  St. 
Charles  College,  Ellicott  City,  Md.  In  his  early 
years  he  was  engaged  in  newspaper  work  in  many 
of  our  western  cities.  Later  on,  he  entered  the 
Order  of  St.  Augustine  at  Villanova  and  was 
ordained  in  1902.  For  many  years  he  occupied 
the  position  of  Professor  of  English  Literature 
and  served  one  term  as  Vice-president  of  the 
College.  During  his  active  life  in  the  priesthood, 
he  was  connected  with  several  of  the  Augustinian 
missions  including  Chestnut  Hill,  Pa.,  and  St. 
Mary's,  Lawrence,  Mass.  He  was  also  con- 
nected with  the  Augustinian  Academy  at  Staten 
Island  and  with  St.  Augustine's  College  at  Ha- 
vana, Cuba. 

His  interest  in  Villanova  was  always  very  great 
and  worthy  of  imitation,  many  of  Villanova's  most 
worthy  sons  being  brought  here  through  his  zeal- 
ous efforts.  He  was  an  able  teacher  and  many 
of  his  pupils,  who  to-day  occupy  the  pulpit  and 
positions  of  public  trust,  may  trace  much  of  their 
success  to  their  early  training  under  the  care  of 
Father  Moran.     May  he  rest  in  peace. 

Publications 

The  recent  publication  of  Rev.  F.  E.  Tourscher, 
D.D.,  O.S.A.,  Professor  of  Church  History  at 
the  College,  "Diary  and  Visitation  Record  of  the 
Right  Rev.  Francis  Patrick  Kenrick"  (trans- 
lated and  edited  by  permission  and  under  the 
direction  of  His  Grace,  the  Most  Rev.  Edmond 
F.  Prendergast,  Archbishop  of  Philadelphia),  has 
been  very  favorably  reviewed  by  Doctor  Guilday 
in  the  October  number  of  the  Catholic  Historical 
Reviezv.     After  commenting  upon  its  great  im- 


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portance  as  a  contribution  to  the  sources  of 
American  Catholic  History,  the  reviewer  re- 
marks: "It  is  no  lessening  of  the  credit  due  him 
to  say  that  the  translation  could  not  have  been 
done  in'a  more  favorable  intellectual  centre,  for 
he  had  at  his  service  the  long  and  perhaps  unique 
experience  of  one  of  the  foremost  historical 
scholars  [Dr.  Middleton]  in  the  United  States." 
He  concludes  with  the  statement  that  "this  vol- 
ume will  undoubtedly  become  the  model  for  this 
kind  of  historical  work." 

The  Villanovan  joins  with  his  many  friends 
in  presenting  to  Doctor  Tourscher  its  warmest 
congratulations. 

Phi  Kappa  Pi 

The  Phi  Kappa  Pi  Engineering  Society  held 
its  first  regular  monthly  meeting  on  October  13, 
at  which  the  following  officers,  elected  last  June, 
were  installed:  President,  Joseph  Kirsch,  '17; 
Vice-President,  James  L.  Haughey,  '18;  Secre- 
tary, Paul  A.  O'Brien,  '18;  Treasurer,  John  J. 
Sweeney,  B.S. ;  Sergeant-at-Arms,  Cletus  J. 
Brady,  '19;  Faculty  Advisor,  Charles  A.  McGee- 
han,  E.E.  A  lengthy  business  session  was  first 
held  after  which  topics  of  engineering  interest 
were  discussed.  Several  committees  were  ap- 
pointed by  President  Kirsch  to  make  plans  for  the 
annual  reception  and  initiation  of  new  members 
which  will  be  held  this  month.  The  society  in- 
tends to  have  several  lectures  during  the  year 
and  many  visits  of  inspection  to  plants  in  the 
vicinity  are  under  consideration. 

Dramatic  Society 
The  Dramatic  Society  has  taken  up  its  work 
for  the  year  under  the  direction  of  Mr.  Skelly. 
Several  tryouts  have  been  held  thus  far  and  there 
seems  to  be  a  wealth  of  new  material  among  the 
incoming  members  which  should  prove  of  great 
benefit  in  the  production  of  the  yearly  program. 
The  first  performance  will  be  given  early  in  De- 
cember on  a  date  which  has  not  yet  been  decided 
upon  but  which  will  be  announced  soon.  The 
committee  in  charge  has  several  plays  under  con- 
sideration and  it  is  likely  that  a  farce-comedy 
will  be  chosen.  Officers  for  the  year  will  not  be 
elected  until  the  next  meeting. 

Epsilon  Phi  Theta 
The  annual  initiation  of  candidates  for  mem- 
bership into  the  Epsilon  Phi  Theta.  was  held  on 
Tuesday  evening,   October   24.     Nineteen   new 


men  were  "put  through  the  mill,"  and  the  affair 
was  declared  to  be  one  of  the  most  successful 
which  the  society  has  ever  held,  the  degree  team 
receiving  many  compliments  on  their  good  work. 

A  reception  to  the  new  members  was  held  on 
the  following  evening,  October  25,  at  a  smoker 
given  by  the  society  in  the  club  rooms.  A  very 
delicious  repast  was  followed  by  songs  and  speech- 
making.  Rev.  Fathers  Dohan,  Hickey  and  Baker 
were  among  those  present  and  they  spoke  of  the 
promotion  of  good  fellowship  and  the  benefits  of 
college  spirit.  Doctor  Hickey  seized  the  oppor- 
tunity of  boosting  The  Villanovan  before  the 
members. 

The  following  are  the  officers  for  the  year: 
John  V.  Domminey,  '17,  President;  Donald  C. 
McDonald,  *i8,  Vice-President;  James  J.  Egan, 
'19,  Secretary-Treasurer. 

Holy  Name  Society 
The  first  meeting  of  the  Holy  Name  Society 
took  place  in  the  Assembly  Hall  on  Sunday  eve- 
ning, November  5.  As  all  Catholic  students  be- 
long to  this  society,  there  was  quite  a  crowd  on 
hand.  Father  Dohan,  the  Spiritual  Director,  was 
the  speaker  of  the  evening.  In  his  address,  he 
spoke  to  the  new  members  of  the  purposes  of 
the  society  and  told  some  of  its  past  history.  In 
concluding,  he  asked  the  co-operation  of  all  mem- 
bers, both  new  and  old,  in  making  this  year  the 
best  which  the  society  has  ever  had.  The  fol- 
lowing officers  were  installed  at  the  meeting: 
President,  John  V.  Domminey;  Vice-President, 
John  F.  Sheehan ;  Secretary-Treasurer,  Thomas 
G.  McGrath. 

Senior  Debating  Society 

The  unofficial  announcement  of  a  Senior  De- 
bating Society,  to  be  organized  by  Father  Hickey, 
has  been  greeted  with  much  enthusiasm.  Its 
main  object  will  be  to  give  the  members  a  thor- 
ough knowledge  of  the  essentials  of  debating 
practice  and  to  afford  them  an  opportunity  to 
acquire  experience  in  public  speaking. 

Junior  Class  Officers 

The  Junior  Class  elected  the  following  officers 
at  the  first  meeting  for  the  year  1916-1917: 
Charles  H.  McGuckin,  President ;  John  F.  Shee- 
han, Vice-President ;  Joseph  O'Leary,  Secretary ; 
Collier  J.  Griswold,  Treasurer. 

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THIS  department  of  The  Villanovan  is  to 
be  devoted  to  the  interests  of  the  alumni 
and  former  students  of  Villanova  and  will  con- 
tain all  items  of  news  which  may  be  of  general 
interest  to  them.  It  will  thus  supply  a  long- 
felt  want,  for  since  the  days  of  the  old  Monthly 
there  has  been  no  medium  through  which  they 
might  be  kept  informed  of  the  successes  of  their 
former  comrades  and  brothers  in  that  ever  grow- 
ing family  of  Villanova's  sons.  To  be  successful 
in  this  endeavor  the  co-operation  of  all  is  neces- 
sary and  is  earnestly  solicited.  The  editor  of  this 
department  must  depend  upon  the  members  them- 
selves or  their  friends  for  information  and  news 
items.  All  communications  therefore  will  be 
gratefully  received  and  any  assistance  rendered 
him  will  be  appreciated.  And  precisely  because 
this  section  of  The  Villanovan  is  devoted  to 
the  interests  of  the  alumni  and  former  students 
any  criticisms  or  suggestions  from  them  con- 
cerning it  will  be  welcomed  and,  if  feasible, 
adopted. 

Of  the  members  of  last  year's  class,  some  are 
pursuing  further  studies,  while  others  have  begun 
their  professional  careers — Charles  Heiken  is 
studying  medicine  at  the  University  of  Pennsyl- 
vania. Sylvester  Sabbatino  is  taking  law  at  Ford- 
ham.  Patrick  O'Brien  has  joined  the  ranks  of 
the  pedagogues,  Jerry  Fogarty  and  Joseph  Mon- 
ahan  are  studying  theology ;  the  former  at  Niag- 
ara, the  latter  at  St.  Augustine's  Seminary,  To- 
ronto. Thomas  O'Malley  is  back  at  college  tak- 
ing a  post-graduate  course.  J.  Roy  Gutwald  is 
salesman  for  the  Dupont  Powder  Company.  James 
Koch  is  with  the  Cambria  Steel  Company  at 
Johnstown.  James  Grady  is  with  the  Westing- 
house  Electric  Company.  Joseph  Kumer  is  work- 
ing on  some  contract  work  in  Munising.  John 
James    is    with    the    Bell    Telephone    Company. 


George  Wilson  is  with  the  Otis  Elevator  Com- 
pany, and  Joseph  Woods  is  field  engineer  for  the 
Bethlehem  Steel  Company  at  Baltimore,  Md. 
The  other  twelve  members  of  the  class  are  study- 
ing theology  at  Villanova. 

In  addition  to  the  above,  Joseph  Murnane  is 
studying  medicine  at  Fordham ;  Owen  McGovern 
and  Carl  Gilbert  are  at  Jefferson  Medical ;  James 
Flannery  is  taking  the  same  course  at  the  Medico- 
Chi;  while  Walter  O'Connor  and  James  Malone 
of  Scranton  are  studing  dentistry ;  Caleb  Vaughn 
has  entered  Niagara  Seminary,  and  John  Taptich, 
St.  Mary's,  Baltimore. 

Thomas  Reap,  former  tackle  on  the  'Varsity, 
whose  name  will  long  endure  in  Villanova's  foot- 
ball history,  is  now  studying  law  at  Dickinson, 
and  in  spare  moments  assists  in  coaching  the 
Dickinson  "line."  Much  of  the  present  success 
of  the  Dickinson,  eleven  is  attributed  to  his  in- 
structions. 

Robert  O'Brien,  '13,  who  last  June  graduated 
from  the  Law  School  at  the  University  of  Penn- 
sylvania, is  now  working  in  the  law  offices  of  his 
father  in  Scranton. 

Frank  Monaghan,  who  studied  law  last  year  in 
a  law  office  at  South  Amboy,  is  now  continuing 
his  studies  at  Columbia  University. 

Arthur  Haberer,  M.D.,  who  last  year  gradu- 
ated from  Jefferson  Medical,  is  now  an  interne 
in  St.  Joseph's  Hospital  in  Philadelphia. 

Raymond  Larkin,  '14,  has  recently  been  ap- 
pointed assistant  engineer  in  the  Bureau  of  Public 
Health  in  Philadelphia. 

John  A.  White,  '09,  is  now  chief  inspector  for 
the  Philadelphia  and  Reading  Railroad,  on  a 
bridge  which  this  company  is  constructing  across 
the  Susquehanna  River  at  Sunbury. 

Patrick  Kelly,  '11,  has  just  been  appointed  in- 
spector of  dredging  for  the  United  States  Gov- 


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ernment  in  Newark  Bay.  Pat  visited  the  College 
recently  enroute  to  Conshohocken.  Those  who 
know  Pat  will  understand  the  reference. 

John  B.  Mockaitis,  '12,  former  Professor  of 
Chemistry  at  Villanova,  now  holds  a  responsible 
position  in  the  Chemical  Laboratories  of  the 
Standard  Oil  Company  at  Bayonne,  N.  J. 

James  H.  Lytle,  '10,  Clearfield,  Pa.,  is  now  with 
the  Penn  Public  Service  Company.  James  has 
charge  of  all  the  engineering  work  connected 
with  the  Central  Station  such  as  testing,  installa- 
tion of  machinery  and  care  of  transmission  lines. 
He  is  a  member  of  the  second  class  graduated  by 
the  Engineering  School  and  we  are  all  pleased  to 
hear  of  his  success. 

John  P.  Kiley,  '15,  is  now  in  the  Valuation 
Department  of  the  Chicago,  Milwaukee  and  St. 
Paul  Railroad  at  Chicago. 

Rev.  Patrick  Crowe,  of  the  Albany  Diocese, 
has  recently  been  appointed  rector  of  St.  James' 
Church,  North  Creek,  N.  Y. 

Rev.  P.  Riordan,  Rev.  M.  McMahon  and  Rev. 
John  McCann,  of  the  same  Diocese,  have  likewise 
been  named  rectors  of  important  parishes. 

"Capt"  Pat  Reagan,  of  last  year's  victorious 
'Varsity,  has  returned  to  College  to  assist  in 
coaching  the  "line." 

The  following  who  have  received  their  train- 
ing within  the  walls  of  old  Villanova  have  been 
recently  elevated  to  the  Holy  Priesthood  of  God : 
Rev.  Howard  Barry  and  Rev.  Gerald  Dunn  at 
Rochester,  June  i6th;  Rev.  Thomas  O'Donnell, 
Rev.  John  Byrne  and  Rev.  Howard  Miller  at 
Altoona,  June  i6th ;  Rev.  James  O'Hagen  at  Phil- 
adelphia, May  i6th;  Rev.  T.  Cowell  O'Neill  at 
Atchison,  Kansas,  June  i6th ;  Rev.  John  A.  Hen- 
nessy  at  New  York,  July  i6th ;  and  the  following 
at  Villanova,  May  27th,  Revs.  Philip  Colgan, 
Lawrence  Spirali.  John  Corr,  Edward  Shea,  Pat- 
rick Campbell,  Joseph  Mullins  and  Louis  Tierney. 

During  the  last  few  months  Cupid  has  been 
very  busy  with  Villanova's  alumni  and  many 
have  fallen  victims  to  his  arrows.  Among  them 
we  note  the  following:  Charles  McGeehan,  '12, 
who  Was  married  to  Miss  Catherine  McHugh,  of 
Hazleton;  John  Sweeney,  '12,  to  Miss  Florence 
O'Rourke,  of  Philadelphia ;  Evan  V.  Quinn,  '14, 
to  Miss  Gertrude  Whitten,  of  Olean,  N.  Y.  (this 
marriage  took  place  at  Villanova  the  day  follow- 
ing Commencement)  ;  Frank  (Capt)  Prendergast 
to  Miss  Nora  Reagan,  of  Steelton;  Dr.  James 
^^iillivan  to  Miss  Mary  Maguire,  of  Fall  River; 


Dominic  A.  Noonan,  '04,  to  Miss  Margaret  Ryan, 
of  Rosemont,  and  Martin  M.  Quinn,  '10,  to  Miss 
Gertrude  Stuart,  of  Bradford.  Another  name 
will  soon  be  added  to  this  list,  for  announcement 
has  been  made  of  the  engagement  of  Timothy 
Spillane,  '13,  to  Miss  Mary  Ryan,  of  Rosemont. 

Among  the  recent  visitors  to  the  College  we 
noted  Edward  Kirsch,  '09,  who  holds  a  responsi- 
ble position  with  the  United  States  Steel  Corpora- 
tion at  Gary,  Ind. 

James  (Staten  Island)  Kelly,  '15,  who  is  now 
with  the  Baldwin  Locomotive  Company  at  Phila- 
delphia. 

Oscar  Alveraz,  who  is  engaged  in  the  sugar 
business  in  Cuba. 

Among  the  many  present  at  the  Catholic  Uni- 
versity game  the  following  were  observed  by  the 
Editor :  Pat  O'Brien,  WiUiam  Powell,  John  Ma- 
lone,  the  Flannery  Brothers,  Robert  O'Connor 
and  Joseph  Scanlan. 

Many  will  learn  with  regret  of  the  death  of 
Frank  J.  McCormick,  which  occurred  at  his  home 
in  Bridgeport,  July  i6th.  Frank  was  one  of  the 
most  popular  students  that  ever  attended  Villa- 
nova, and  was  unquestionably  one  of  the  best 
football  players  that  ever  wore  a  Villanova  jersey. 
In  stature  a  giant,  in  strength  a  Samson,  in  fleet- 
ness  an  Achilles,  his  playing  was  a  joy  to  behold. 
Under  Fred  Crolius,  during  the  early  days  of 
the  forward  pass,  McCormick  developed  into  a 
wonderful  player  and  contributed  much  to  the 
fame  which  Villanova  then  achieved  on  the  grid- 
iron. The  fact  that  he  was  the  first  Villanova 
man  to  be  chosen  as  a  member  of  an  All- American 
eleven  is  an  evidence  of  his  great  ability.  Re- 
quiescat  in  pace! 

In  reply  to  many  inquiries  Manager  McGeehan 
announces  that  headquarters  for  the  Villanova 
football  squad  at  the  Fordham  game  will  be  the 
Hotel  Martinique.  The  team  will  arrive  in  New 
York  the  evening  before  Thanksgiving  Day. 
After  the  game  they  will  return  to  the  same  hotel 
for  dinner.  Mr.  McGeehan  assures  to  all  the 
"old  boys"  who  come  around  a  cordial  greeting 
on  the  part  of  the  entire  team. 

All  our  alumni  will  be  sorry  to  learn  that  the 
President  of  the  Alumni  Society,  J.  Stanley 
Smith,  has  been  very  ill  at  his  home  in  Over- 
brook  for  the  past  three  weeks.  We  sincerely 
hope  that  he  may  have  a  speedy  recovery. 

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On  September  30th  Villanova's  football  team 
journeyed  to  New  Brunswick  and  opened  the 
1916  campaign.  Many  new  faces  were  seen  in 
the  Main  Liners'  lineup,  as  only  four  veterans  of 
last  year's  team  returned  to  school.  Dutch  Som- 
mers,  who  coached  last  year's  squad,  did  not  re- 
turn to  Villanova  this  year,  and  Eddie  Bennis, 
another  Penn  man,  took  up  the  coaching  respon- 
sibilities. 

The  New  Jersey  team  won  the  game,  score 
33-0.  Villanova's  followers  hardly  expected  the 
team  to  win,  for  they  realized  that  with  only  four 
of  last  year's  regulars  in  the  lineup  Coach  Bennis 
would  have  a  difficult  task  upon  his  hands.  No 
one  anticipated,  however,  that  the  final  count 
would  be  so  big  in  favor  of  the  New  Jersey  lads. 

The  New  Brunswick  team  presented  a  whirl- 
wind attack  and  Villanova's  inexperienced  eleven 
could  do  nothing  against  the  varied  offence  shown 
by  their  opponents.  Rutgers  got  the  jump  in  the 
first  quarter  and  never  lost  it.  Villanova,  while 
betraying  evidences  of  nervousness  which  re- 
sulted in  frequent  fumbles,  put  up  a  game  fight- 
ing battle,  but  it  was  of  no  avail  against  the  vet- 
eran team  which  opposed  them.  They  were  un- 
able to  stop  the  onslaught,  except  in  the  third 
period,  when  Captain  Lynch's  team  took  a  brace 
and  Rutgers  went  scoreless. 

Villanova  was  on  the  defensive  most  of  the 
game  and  had  little  opportunity  to  score.  In  the 
closing  few  minutes,  the  'Varsity  played  desper- 
ately for  a  score,  and  opened  up  a  series  of  for- 
ward passes,  all  of  which  with  the  exception  of 
one  were  grounded.  This  proved  one  of  the 
feature  plays  of  the  engagement.  McGucken 
hurled  the  ball  twenty  yards  to  Reap,  who  ad- 
vanced it  ten  yards.    Only  Scarr  was  between  him 


and  the  goal  line,  but  the  Rutgers  captain  was 
equal  to  the  occasion  and  made  a  beautiful  tackle 
which  prevented  what  looked  to  be  a  sure  score. 
The  closing  minutes  of  the  battle  were  fought  in 
Rutgers'  territory,  but  Coach  Bennis'  proteges 
could  not  score  and  the  game  ended  with  the  ball 
on  the  twenty-yard  line. 
Lineup : 

Villanova.  Rutgers. 

Reap  Left  end Ellicott 

Coan Left  tackle Rendall 

Dougherty Left  guard Waller 

Lynch Center Mason 

Fogarty  ;  Right  end Garrett 

Hartigan  Right  tackle Robeson 

Domminey  Right  guard Feitner 

Chambers  Quarterback Scarr 

McGucken   Halfback Kelly 

McGeehan  Halfback Bracher 

W.  Brennan  Fullback Hazel 

Substitutions — Villanova — Murray  for  Coan;  Rut- 
gers— Wallace  for  Kelly,  Houser  for  Feitner,  Neu- 
schafer  for  Ellicott. 

Touchdowns — Hazel,  2;  Kelly,  Bracher,  Wallace. 
Goals  from  touchdown — Scarr,  3.  Time  of  quarters — 
10  minutes.  Referee — Cochems,  Wisconsin.  Umpire — 
Farrier,  Dartmouth.    Linesman — Green,  Syracuse. 


Score  by  Periods. 
Rutgers  6    14      0 

Villanova  o      o      o 


13—33 
o —  0 


Villanova,  3 ;  Muhlenberg,  o 

On  October  7th,  Villanova  opened  the  home 
season  with  Muhlenberg  in  a  game  which  was 
one  of  the  hardest  fought  battles  ever  played  on 
Villanova  field  and  which  was  not  decided  until 
the  last  quarter  when  Charlie  McGucken  booted 
a  field  goal  from  the  thirty-yard  line. 

A  series  of  line  plunges  by  McGeehan  and 
Fleming,  who  substituted  for  W.  Brennan,  put 


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McGucken  in  position  to  make  his  kick,  after 
Villanova  had  held  Muhlenberg  on  the  one-yard 
line  for  downs.  Muhlenberg  was  in  a  position  to 
score  in  the  last  quarter  but  Herron's  drop  kick 
was  far  too  short  and  Villanova  punted  out  of 
danger. 

The  Allentown  Collegians  had  possession  of  the 
ball  during  the  greater  part  of  the  second  and 
third  periods,  but  the  Blue  and  White  line  held  at 
critical  moments  and  Muhlenberg  was  unable  to 
score  despite  some  clever  use  of  the  forward  pass 
and  good  end  running  by  Caskey  and  Stephens. 
The  teams  on  the  whole  appeared  evenly  matched 
and  the  game  was  evenly  contested. 

The  entire  Villanova  line  played  a  good  de- 
fensive game,  especially  Lynch  and  Hartigan.  It 
was  the  latter's  first  appearance  in  a  game  on  the 
home  field  and  he  made  quite  a  hit  with  the 
student's  section  by  the  manner  in  which  he 
smashed  everything  that  came  near  his  side  of 
the  line.  McGeehan's  line  plunging  was  excep- 
tionally good  and  was  a  big  factor  in  the  final 
result.  It  was  Hughie's  first  experience  in  the 
backfield  and  he  made  good  with  a  vengeance. 
Taken  as  a  whole  the  team  showed  a  decided  im- 
provement over  the  work  in  the  opening  game. 

By  a  strange  coincidence  this  makes  the  second 
straight  year  that  McGucken  has  beaten  the  up- 
state team  with  his  toe.  Last  year  the  score  was 
10-7,  and  it  was  again  Charlie's  boot  that  saved 
the  day  for  Villanova. 

Villanova.  Muhlenberg. 

Domminey Left  end Herron 

Reap Left  tackle Landis 

Murray Left  guard Farron 

Lynch Center Schwenk 

Dougherty Right  guard Gaston 

Hartigan  Right  tackle Dudick 

Graney  Right  end Wilson 

McGuckin  Quarterback Fitzgerald 

M.  Brennan  Right  halfback Stephens 

McGeehan  Left  halfback Taylor 

W.  Brennan    Fullback Caskey 

Substitutions — Chambers  for  Graney,  Coan  for  Reap, 
Flemming  for  W.  Brennan,  Fallon  for  Herron,  Deveraux 
for  Fallon,  Herron  for  Taylor,  Daly  for  Herron. 

Referee— Whetstone,  U.  of  Pa.  Umpire— Dr.  O'Brien, 
C.  H.  S.  Linesman — Eckles,  W.  and  J.  Time  of 
periods— 10  minutes. 


Lebanon  Valley,  13 ;  Villanova,  3 

On  Ocober  14th  Lebanon  Valley  squared  ac- 
counts with  Villanova  for  the  trimming  handed 
the  Annville  boys  last  year.     On  that  occasion 


the  Main  Line  team  scored  a  13-0  victory  and 
this  year  they  were  confident  of  administering 
another  licking  to  the  Lebanon  squad.  In  this 
hope,  however,  as  the  final  result  shows,  the  Blue 
and  White  team  were  doomed  to  disappointment, 
the  score  being  13-3  in  favor  of  Lebanon. 

In  the  first  play  of  the  game,  Hartigan,  Villa- 
nova's  big  tackle,  had  his  ankle  badly  twisted  and 
had  to  retire  to  the  side  lines.  This  greatly 
handicapped  Villanova,  as  Hartigan  had  shown 
up  excellently  in  the  previous  games  and  had 
proven  himself  to  be  a  tower  of  strength  both  on 
the  offence  and  defence. 

Villanova  got  within  striking  distance  of  their 
opponent's  goal  line  only  once  during  the  first 
half  and  on  that  occasion  lacked  the  final  "punch" 
and  could  not  make  the  coveted  distance,  sur- 
rendering the  ball  on  the  one-yard  line.  Lebanon 
promptly  kicked  the  ball  out,  and  it  was  again 
Villanova's  ball  on  the  thirty-yard  line.  Mc- 
Gucken at  once  seized  the  opportunity  to  kick  a 
field  goal  and  dropped  it  over  from  the  thirty- 
eight-yard  line.    This  was  Villanova's  only  score. 

Lebanon  Valley  scored  in  the  first  period, 
Jaeger  carrying  the  ball  over  on  a  twenty-yard 
dash  after  it  had  been  brought  up  the  field  on 
successive  first  downs.  Mackert  kicked  the  goal. 
The  second  touchdown  was  made  by  Rupp  in  the 
second  quarter  after  the  ball  had  again  been  car- 
ried by  steady  gains  to  Villanova's  three-yard 
line. 

During  the  second  half  Villanova  clearly  out- 
played Lebanon,  but  the  final  drive  was  not  there 
and  the  game  ended  before  Villanova  could  cross 
the  line. 

Villanova.  Lebanon  Valley. 

Graney  Left  end Morris 

Coan  Left  tackle Loomis 

Dougherty Left  guard. DeHuflf 

Lynch  Center Wenrich 

Murray Right  guard Buckwater 

Hartigan Right  tackle Mackert 

Reap  Right  end Adams 

Diggles   Quarterback Rupp 

McGeehan    Halfback Jaeger 

M.  Brennan  Halfback Walter 

McGucken Fullback Swartz 

Substitutions — Lebanon  Valley — Goff  for  Jaeger, 
Winishe  for  Wenrich,  Wenrich  for  Mackert,  Mackert 
for  Swartz,  Swartz  for  Walter ;  Villanova — Reap  for 
Hartigan,  Chambers  for  Reap. 

Touchdowns — Jaeger,  Rupp.  Goal  from  touchdown — 
Mackert.  Goal  from  field — McGucken.  Referee — Ryan, 
Michigan.  Umpire — Godcharles,  Lafayette.  Linesman — 
Houck,  Ursinus.    Time  of  quarters — 12  and  10  minutes. 


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Catholic  University,  20;  Villanova,  7 

On  Octobeii2ist  Catholic  University  met  Villa- 
nova  in  their  annual  clash.  The  game  was 
played  at  Villanova  field  and  the  Washingtonians 
were  returned  victors,  score  20-7.  The  game 
was  a  very  hard  fought  battle  and  the  ball  see- 
sawed between  the  two  twenty-yard  lines  for  the 
whole  first  quarter  and  the  greater  part  of  the 
second.  The  Southerners,  however,  could  not  be 
denied  and  finally,  toward  the  end  of  the  second 
period,  they  succeeded  in  crossing  Villanova's 
line  after  Butler  had  caught  Reap's  punt  at  mid- 
field  and  run  it  back  to  the  fifteen-yard  line.  From 
here  a  series  of  line  smashes  by  Glascott  and  But- 
ler placed  the  ball  behind  the  posts. 

The  Washington  team  had  wonderful  interfer- 
ence and  Villanova's  defence  could  do  nothing 
with  the  visitors'  sweeping  end  runs  from  kick 
formation.  Butler  scored  another  touchdown  in 
the  third  period  on  a  thirty-yard  plunge  through 
Villanova's  line.  Most  of  the  visitors'  plays  were 
from  kick  formation  and  toward  the  end  of  the 
third  period  they  scored  their  last  touchdown  on 
a  long  forward  pass,  Butler  to  Rooney,  from  this 
formation. 

Villanova  did  not  score  until  the  last  period, 
when  McGeehan  carried  the  ball  from  midfield 
on  a  series  of  line  plunges.  Hughie  finally  planted 
the  ball  between  the  posts  for  Villanova's  only 
score. 

McGeehan,  Lynch  and  McGucken  played  the 
best  ball  for  Villanova  and  time  after  time  some 
one  of  this  trio  spilled  the  man  with  the  ball  and 
prevented  many  long  gains  by  their  defensive 
tactics. 


Catholic  University. 

Manning  Left  end. . . 

O'Hearn Left  tackle. . 

Greer   Left  guard. . 

Murphy    Center. . . . 

Straub  Right  guard . 

Killion   Right  tackle. , 


Villanova. 

. . . .  Dominey 
.  W.  Brennan 

Henry 

Lynch 

. .   Dougherty 
Coan 


McKinney Right  end M.  Brennan 

Shortley   Quarterback Diggles 

Rogers    Halfback McGucken 

Glascott   Halfback McGeehan 

Butler  Fullback Reap 

Substitutions — Villanova — B^jnson  for  Murray,  Cham- 
bers for  M.  Brennan,  Ewing  for  W.  Brennan,  Graney  for 
Ewing.    Catholic  University — Rooney  for  McKenney. 

Touchdowns — Butler,  Shortley,  Rooney,  McGeehan. 
Goals  from  touchdown — Butler,  2;  McGucken.  Ref- 
eree— Price,  Swarthmore.  Umpire — Dr.  O'Brien,  C.  H. 
S.  Linesman — Toomey,  U.  of  Pa.  Time  of  periods — 
12  minutes. 


Army,  69 ;  Villanova,  7 

The  greenness  and  inexperience  of  Villanova's 
eleven  explain  in  great  measure  the  crushing  de- 
feat administered  to  them  by  the  Army  on  Octo- 
ber 28th.  Thus  did  the  Army  atone  for  and  wipe 
out  their  defeat  of  last  year  at  the  hands  of  Villa- 
nova. As  on  that  occasion  so  too  this  year  was 
McGucken  the  bright  star  of  the  game  for  Villa- 
nova. And  it  is  to  his  playing  and  that  of 
"Hughie"  McGeehan  that  Villanova  owes  her 
only  score.  The  boys  feel  that  it  was  no  great 
disgrace  to  be  beaten  by  the  Army  team  of  the 
present  year.  Against  Villanova  they  played  at 
top  form  with  Oliphant  more  spectacular  and 
brilliant  than  ever — and  if  they  can  continue  in 
the  same  form,  there  is  no  team  in  the  East 
which  will  stop  them.  Villanova,  undismayed, 
looks  now  to  the  remaining  games  on  her  sched- 
ule and  hopes  by  future  victories  to  atone  for 
past  defeats.  The  schedule  for  the  remaining 
games  is  as  follows: 

November  11 — Gettysburg,  at  Gettysburg,  Pa. 

November  18 — Navy,  at  Annapolis,  Md. 

November  30 — Fordham,  at  New  York,  N.  Y. 

John  J.  Dougherty,  '18. 


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To  Dad 

Dear  Dad:  it's  hard  to  write  to  you 

For  classes  keep  me  busy. 
Drop  me  a  line,  a  check  will  do 

And  give  my  love  to  Lizzie. 
Send  all  the  "profs"  cigars  to  smoke 

As  soon  as  you  can  do  it 
Then  all  exams  will  be  a  joke 

For  there'll  be  nothing  to  it. 
I've  Campistry  at  half-past  one, 

I'll  have  to  drop  my  pen. 
As  ever  your  obedient  son, 

J.  Montmorency  Glen. 

J.  D.,  '17. 

^  ^  T* 

Who  says  they  never  come  back?  Ask  Mr. 
Banks.     Yes,  sah  !     Comin'  sah ! 

*  *     * 

Solitaire  is  an  absorbing  game  and  one  natu- 
rally resents  interruptions — This  is  for  the  bene- 
fit of  the  fourth  floor  front. 

*  *     * 

Lester  Henry  (350  lbs.)  :  "What's  the  matter 
with  the  laundry  service?  All  my  shirts  have 
been  sent  back  unwashed." 

Edwin  Logan  (95  lbs.)  :  "Well  you  can't  ex- 
pect them  to  laundry  tents,  can  you?" 

*  *     * 

Wanted :  the  man  who  invented  the  demerit 

system. 


Minnie  is  anxiously  awaiting  the  return  of  the 
Ukalele  Twins. 

*  *     * 

Q.  Reus  would  like  to  know  what  became  of 
Ewing's  "Frat"  brothers. 

•         *     *     * 

Friend:  "Why  weren't  you  over  to  recitations 
to-day?" 

Big  Bill :  "There !  I  knew  I'd  forgotten  some- 
thing." 

*  *     * 

At  the  practice  of  the  Mandolin  and  Ukalele 
Club  it  was  suggested  that  Charlie  McGuckin  be 
present  at  the  next  meeting  with  a  harp.  At  the 
next  meeting  he  appeared  with  "Pat"  Fogarty. 

*  *     * 

Prof,  of  Railroads :  "Which  curve  would  you 
rather  walk  over?" 

Junior  Civil:  "That  one"  (pointing  to  the 
longer  one). 

Prof,  of  Railroads:  "Of  course  I  mean  when 
you  are  alone." 

*  *     * 

Who's  the  girl  with  the  sharp  teeth,  Hughie? 

*  *     * 

To  Cletus  a  suggestion :  Grow  that  hair  upon 
your  head  instead  of  upon  your  lip. 

*  *     * 

New  Student :  "Do  you  have  much  variety  in 
the  dining-room?" 

Old  Student:  "Well  we  have  three  different 
names  for  the  meals." 


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The  show  case  in  the  pie-shop  broken  again! 
New  fields  to  conquer  for  Towhey. 

*  *     *,'■'■ 

The  Goble-Gobles  threaten  another  invasion — 

Freshman  beware ! 

*  *     * 

The  latest  popular  refrain  with  the  Junior 
Class — "It's  a  long  time  between  meals." 

'J*         T*         "t* 

For  the  benefit  of  some,  the  old  proverb, 
"Neither  a  lender  nor  a  borrower  be"  should  be 
changed  to  read:  "Never  a  lender,  but  always  a 
borrower  be."  "Got  a  Camel?"  Do  you  know 
him?  :  ■■"•^  '■■.,. 


Student  (answering  a  question)  :    "Er — Er— 
:Ah— ."  ■'■■.v-.  .■■■. 

Prof. :  "Mr.  H.,  if  you  can't  swim — splash." 


*  *     * 

Who  kidnapped   the   drum    from  the   Senior 

Wing? 

*  *     * 

Coach :  "Sylvester,  when  you  catch  a  forward 
pass  the  point  is  to  throw  it  back  to  the  fellow 
who  threw  it." 

Sylvester:  "Really,  Coach,  I  thought  I  was 
supposed  to  do  that." 

Edgar  Drach,  'i8. 


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CONTENTS 

PAGE 

INVOCATION  OF  WASHINGTON  (Poem) 3 

John  V.  Domminey,  '17 

LINCOLN  (Sonnet) , 3 

Joseph  E.  Heney,  '18 

AMERICANISM  (Essay) 4 

Vincent  L.  Molyneaux,  '18 

THE  NOSEGAY  (Poem) 5 

Francis  A.  Rafferty, '19 

CUBA  AND  THE  UNITED  STATES  (Essay) 6 

Armando  M.  Alvarez,  '18  * 

CANDLEMAS  ELEGY  (Poem) 8 

Charles  J.  Melchior,  '15 

RIVALS  AND  CHUMS  (Serial) 10 

James  R.  McGee,  '11 

THE  POET-PRIEST  OF  THE  SOUTH  (Essay) 15 

John  O'Brien,  '19  .^  • 

AMERICA'S  DUTY  IN  THE  WORLD  CRISIS  (Essay) 20 

Thomas  B.  Austin,  '16 

THACKERAY'S  TRIBUTE  TO  WASHINGTON  (Essay) 22 

Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  '19 

ARNOLD'S  FATE  (Sonnet) 23 

John  V.  Domminey,  '17 

THE  COUNTER-TRICK  (Story) 24 

Joseph  W.  Paquette,  '20 

THE  RAVING  (Parody) 26 

Joseph  L.  O'Reilly,  '20 

EDITORIALS— 

(1)  IN  GRATEFUL  APPRECIATION 27 

(2)  PATRIOTISM   27 

(3)  FAILURE   29 

EXCHANGES    30 

COLLEGE   NOTES    31 

ALUMNI   NOTES    34 

ATHLETICS    36 

SPLINTERS  39 


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No.  2 


INVOCATION  OF  WASHINGTON 

By  JOHN  V.  DOMMINEY, '17 

Rise  up,  O  Washington,  from  out  thy  grave ! 
Would  that  we  had  another  heart  like  thine, 
With  wisdom  filled  and  fortitude  divine 
To  guide  our  country  and  her  honor  save ! 
Thy  sons  and  daughters  restless  'neath  the  wave 
Lie  unavenged ;  yet  from  the  sparkling  brine 
Their  voices  murmur  in  the  cold  star's  shine 
And  seek  in  vain  the  solace  that  they  crave. 
Upon  those  fields  where  once  thy  echoing  tread 
Was  heard,  memorials  great  resound  thy  praise: 
Thou  needst  no  monuments  thy  fame  to  spread. 
It  lives  forever  in  the  stars  that  gazie 
At  evening  on  the  land  where  thy  heart  bled. 
Now  once  again  we  seek  the  flaming  rays 
Of  thy  bright  sword  to  strike  the  tyrant  dead. 


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LINCOLN :  A  Sonnet 

By  JOSEPH  E.  HENEY,  '18 

Lincoln !  thou  shouldst  be  living  at  this  day ; 
The  world  hath  need  of  thee.    She  is  again 
In  bloody  battle :  children,  youths,  and  men — 
Loved  ones,  the  heroic  victims  of  dread  fray, 
Their  lives  have  lost,  and  parted  in  dismay 
By  force  to  their  last  resting-place.    Lo !  then. 
The  sword  once  more  has  triumphed  o'er  the  pen ! 
Kings'  whims,  not  laws  of  God,  men  now  obey. 
Thou  who  didst  govern  at  that  awful  hour 
When  North  and  South  in  civil  strife  arose. 
Restore  to  us  our  calm  and  sweet  repose ; 
Return  to  us  and  set  the  world  at  peace ; 
Renew  thy  fame,  revivify  thy  power, 
And  by  thy  grace  command  this  war  to  cease. 


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AMERICANISM 


By  VINCENT  L.  MOLYNEAUX,  '18 


WHAT  is  Americanism?  Briefly  answered, 
Americanism  embraces  the  essential 
characteristics  of  the  American  people.  But  the 
questions  follow:  What  are  these  essential  char- 
acteristics ?  What  does  America  stand  for  among 
the  nations  of  the  earth  ? 

The  answers  to  these  questions  are  found  In 
an  understanding  of  the  fundamental  principles 
of  our  government.  These  are  life,  liberty,  and 
the  pursuit  of  happiness.  These  principles  were 
implanted  by  our  forefathers.  When  oppressed 
by  the  rule  of  George  III.,  they  threw  off  the 
yoke  of  the  British  government  and  declared 
themselves  independent.  They  inserted  in  the 
Declaration  of  Independence  these  words,  "We 
hold  these  truths  to  be  self-evident,  that  all  men 
are  created  equal,  that  they  are  endowed  by  their 
Creator  with  certain  inalienable  rights,  and  that 
among  these  are  life,  liberty,  and  the  pursuit  of 
happiness." 

How  much  meaning  there  is  in  the  principles 
of  life,  and  liberty,  and  the  pursuit  of  happiness ! 
Life!  What  will  not  a  man  give  for  his  life? 
Life  is  a  possession  supremely  sweet  and  dear. 
A  man  will  hold  to  his  worldly  possessions  with 
a  tenacious  grasp;  but  these  he  will  unhesi- 
tatingly yield  when  life  is  at  stake,  Americanism 
not  only  recognizes  the  right  of  a  man  to  live, 
but  it  aims  to  make  life  worth  living  by  giving 
him  the  boon  of  liberty. 

Liberty  means  even  more  than  life  itself;  for 
what  is  life  without  liberty  ?  It  is  void  of  pleasure 
or  happiness.  Life  is  dear  and  living  is  sweet; 
but  even  life  itself  will  be  given — and  willingly, 
too — for  the  maintenance  of  liberty.  Ameri- 
canism enunciates  the  principle  that  all  men  are 
created  free  and  equal.  The  history  of  our 
country  during  the  past  century  and  more  is  but 
a  development  of  that  principle.  More  than  a 
million  lives  have  been  given,  more  than  a  million 
noble  careers  have  been  stopped  before  fairly 
begun,  more  than  a  million  homes  have  been  sad- 
dened that  liberty  might  be  won  and  preserved  to 
mankind. 


The  pursuit  of  happiness  does  not  mean  merely 
a  search  for  pleasure,  or  a  life  with  only  pleasure 
for  its  object.  But  its  meaning  is  the  funda- 
mental one  that  everybody  may  test  from  experi- 
ence, that  a  man  is  happiest  when  following  his 
own  inclinations.  Each  man  has  the  right  of 
exercising  his  powers  and  of  receiving  a  com- 
pensation for  what  he  is  capable  of  producing. 
Here  is  a  man  whose  whole  soul  is  wrapped  up 
in  art,  another  is  absorbed  in  music,  a  third  in 
books;  some  prefer  a  mercantile,  others  an  agri- 
cultural life.  But  whether  it  be  music  or  art  or 
authorship  or  agriculture,  each  citizen  of  America 
may  exercise  the  right  of  selecting  his  vocation. 
Our  country  is  large,  our  resources  are  great. 
There  is  a  wide  field  in  which  to  work,  with  a 
just  recognition  of  every  man's  industrial,  social, 
political,  and  religious  rights.  America  there- 
fore, as  Emerson  says,  is  "another  word  for 
opportunity".  Here  every  advantage  for  the  pur- 
suit of  happiness  is  open. 

America's  attitude  toward  man's  religious 
beliefs  is  the  result  of  this  principle  of  equality 
of  opportunity  in  the  pursuit  of  happiness.  She 
believes  most  earnestly  in  religious  freedom.  She 
places  no  handicap  in  the  way  of  the  man  who 
wants  to  worship  God  according  to  his  con- 
science. Intolerance  is  foreign  to  the  spirit  of 
her  institutions.  She  desires  to  encourage  the  full 
development  of  man's  ambitions.  She  favors 
neither  class  nor  creed.  She  is  neither  sectarian 
nor  partisan.  She  is  impartial.  She  exacts  a  full 
measure  of  obedience  and  loyalty  in  the  civil 
order — but  beyond  that  order  she  does  not  go — 
all  else  is  left  to  the  individual  and  his  con- 
science; not,  however,  that  she  is  hostile  to 
religion.  On  the  contrary  she  favors  its  develop- 
ment and  is  in  sympathy  with  its  aims.  She 
seeks  to  be  friendly  to  all — and  partial  to  none. 
She  appeals  to  the  weak  and  oppressed  in  every 
land  and  assures  them  that  on  her  shores  they 
will  find  a  haven  and  a  refuge.  Unhampered  by 
caste  or  class  distinctions,  unimpeded  by  religious 
discrimination  they  will  be  able  to  possess  life 


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more  securely,  enjoy  a  fuller  measure  of  liberty, 
and  thus  pursue  happiness  more  hopefully. 

These  then  are  the  ideals  of  true  Americanism. 
At  times  her  citizens  may  fall  short  of  attaining 
them.  Many  of  them  may  in  fact  prove  them- 
selves false  to  them  entirely,  but  under  all  and 
over  all  they  will  endure  as  the  basis  of  civic 
righteousness  and  happiness  and  as  the  char- 
acteristic of  American  life  and  government. 
License  is  not  synonymous  with  liberty.  Bigotry 
is  inconsistent  with  religious  toleration.  True> 
Americanism  has  no  sympathy  with  either  and 
resents  any  attempt  to  introduce  sectarian  or 
partisan  influences  into  her  laws  and  institutions. 
She  appreciates  the  sacrifices  made  in  the  pur- 
chase of  liberty  and  prizes  it  too  highly  to  permit 
it  to  be  jeopardized.  s^ 

America  does  not  limit  the  principles  of  life, 
liberty,  and  the  pursuit  of  happiness  to  the  people 
living  within  her  borders.  Without  going  back 
very   far   in   our   national   history   we   can   see 


gigantic  strides  in  the  direction  of  implanting  the 
principles  of  a  higher  civilization  in  other  lands 
than  our  own.  America  fosters  tenderly  her  own 
sons  and  daughters,  but  she  also  extends  a  help- 
ing hand  to  the  oppressed  of  every  nation.  She 
gives  them  her  sympathy  and  promises  them  a 
haven  and  lends  to  their  efforts  all  the  weight  of 
her  moral  support. 

It  is  Americanism  finally  that  stands  ready 
to-day,  not  only  to  teach,  but  to  practice  every 
principle  set  forth  in  the  glorious  Declaration  of 
Independence.  With  these  truths  so  plainly  evi- 
dent, we  are  proud  to  say  that  we  are  Americans. 
There  is  no  grander  title  than  that  of  an  Ameri- 
can citizen.  Ours  is  a  country  known  over  the 
whole  earth  as  the  land  of  the  free  and  the  home 
of  the  brave.  Our  nation,  in  the  language  of 
Abraham  Lincoln,  is  "conceived  in  liberty  and 
dedicated  to  the  proposition  that  all  men  are 
created  equal". 


THE  NOSEGAY 

By  FRANCIS  A.  RAFFERTY,  '19 

Rings,  gauds,  conceits. 
Knacks,  trifles,  nosegays,  sweetmeats,  messengers. 

Midsummer  Nighfs  Dream. 


Said  the  pupil  to  his  teacher ; 

"Do  you  readily  suppose 
You  could  give  the  proper  meaning 

Of  a  drunkard's  gaudy  nose?" 

"  'Tis  a  lighthouse,"  said  the  teacher, 
"Red  denotes  the  danger-sign ; 
Thus  it  warns  us  from  the  shipwreck 
That  is  always  found  in  wine. 


'Good  the  rule  is  to  remember : 

Things  should  have  their  proper  place; 
Buttonholes  are  for  the  nosegay, 

Not  the  middle  of  your  face !" 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


CUBA  AND  THE  UNITED  STATES  OF  AMERICA 


By  ARMANDO  ALVAREZ,  '18 


MANY  a  time  I  have  found  that  there  is 
quite  a  big  misunderstanding  as  to  the 
status  quo  of  the  small  and  young  Republic  of 
Cuba  in  international  affairs;  the  successive 
repetition  of  this  case  has  proven  to  me  that  it 
would  be  worth  while  to  explain  the  interference 
of  the  United  States  of  America  in  Cuba's  world 
and  internal  politics. 

If,  in  the  course  of  my  writing,  my  opinions 
should  hurt  the  feelings  of  any  one  into  whose 
hands  this  article  should  happen  to  go,  I  humbly 
apologize,  since  that  is  far  from  being  my 
intention. 

I  shall  start  by  making  a  brief  sketch  of  Cuban 
history  before  the  Spanish-American  war,  so  that 
the  conditions  under  which  Cuba  entered  her 
epoch  of  freedom  may  be  known. 

The  war  for  independence  from  the  tyranny 
of  the  English  crown,  fought  by  her  American 
colonies,  ought  to  have  taught  the  Spanish  gov- 
ernment how  to  make  proper  legislation  for  her 
own  colonies  in  America.  The  Spanish,  how- 
ever, continued  with  their  old  and  worn-out  laws, 
as  well  as  sending  the  debris  of  their  official 
employees,  to  impose  them.  Following  the  path 
set  by  the  thirteen  colonies  of  North  America, 
some  of  the  Spanish  provinces  in  the  Western 
hemisphere  fought  for  their  liberty,  some  of  them 
getting  it  as  far  back  as  1810,  at  the  time  of  the 
Napoleonic  invasion  of  Spain. 

Early  in  the  first  half  of  the  nineteenth  cen- 
tury, the  Cuban  patriots  started  Cuba's  independ- 
ence war  by  means  of  public  meetings,  patriotic 
poetry,  and  the  like.  The  instigators  of  this  cam- 
paign had  to  emigrate,  to  escape  imprisonment, 
or  perhaps  death,  in  the  dungeons  of  Spanish 
prisons. 

These  emigrants,  if  not  all,  the  majority  of 
them,  came  to  the  United  States,  since  this  was 
the  nearest  and  safest  place  to  stay  until  strong 
enough  to  defy  Spanish  rule.  The  sufferings  and 
disgraces  that  fell  on  these  patriots,  instead  of 
extinguishing  the  flame  of  patriotism,  intensified 
it  more  than  ever;  and  so  in   1868  the  Cuban 


exiles,  strong  in  number  and  well  supplied  with 
money,  started  a  revolution,  known  as  the  war 
of  the  Ten  Years,  which,  as  its  name  denotes, 
lasted  until  1878,  when  peace  was  signed  with- 
out any  practical  benefit  being  obtained  by  Cuba. 

In  1895,  the  second  war  of  independence  broke 
out,  this  time  with  the  moral  help  of  the  Ameri- 
can people.  Two  years  later  the  Cubans  were 
near  being  exhausted.  The  "insurrectos"  hiding 
in  the  thickness  of  the  woods  and  in  the  mosquito- 
infected  swamps  were  naked  and  starving  and 
ready  to  accept  peace,  when  in  the  evening  of 
the  15th  of  February  of  1898  a  tremendous  explo- 
sion that  shocked  the  inhabitants  of  Havana  and 
its  suburbs  determined  the  end  of  Spanish 
dominion  in  America. 

The  laconic  cablegrams  received  in  the  United 
States  stated  that  the  U.  S.  S.  Maine  had  been 
blown  up  in  Havana  harbor.  This  news  aroused 
the  American  people,  who  immediately  pressed 
on  the  representatives  of  their  will  and  forced 
them  to  take  action.  Thus  President  McKinley 
sent  a  message  to  Congress,  stating  the  impossi- 
bility of  arriving  at  any  peace  terms  with  Spain. 
On  the  19th  of  April,  Congress  resolved  in  a 
Joint  resolution  of  the  Senate  and  House  that 
"Cuba  must  be  free  and  independent,"  and  at  the 
same  session  authority  was  given  to  the  President 
to  use  even  war  power  to  carry  out  this  resolution. 
As  Spain  did  not  accept  this  resolution,  which, 
though  it  would  have  been  of  a  practical  benefit 
to  her,  yet  hurt  her  pride  as  a  nation,  war  was 
declared  the  25th  of  the  said  month.  After  a  few 
land  and  sea  fights,  in  which  the  numerous  and 
well-equipped  Americans  were  victorious,  a  peace 
armistice  was  signed  on  August  the  13th,  and 
the  autumn  of  that  year  1898  saw  together  in 
Paris  the  American  and  Spanish  commissioners 
arranging  the  treaty  of  peace,  which  was  finally 
signed  the  10th  of  December. 

The  Cuban  people,  both  the  civilians  and  the 
"insurrectos,"  watched  with  interest  the  Spanish- 
American  war,  since  it  was  going  to  determine 
their  future  regime,  and  with  happiness  saw  the 


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striking  of  the  Spanish  colors  from  the  public 
buildings  and  the  replacement  of  them  by 'the 
American  for  a  time,  since  the  understood  pur- 
pose of  the  United  States  was  that  "Cuba  must 
be  free  and  independent."  In  accordance  with 
this  rule,  the  American  Governor  of  the  Island, 
General  Leonard  Wood,  some  time  later  ceded 
his  authority  to  the  constitutionally  elected  Presi- 
dent of  the  Republic  of  Cuba. 

Under  the  tutelage  of  American  doctors,  engi- 
neers, teachers,  etc.,  and  from  1899  to  the  20th 
of  May,  1902,  when  the  Republic  was  established, 
the  conditions  of  the  war-devastated  island  were 
greatly  improved  in  the  systems  of  transit,  sewers, 
water-works,  roads,  etc. ;  the  public  schools  were 
almost  triplicated,  and  the  sanitary  state  was  com- 
pletely changed  under  the  directorship  of  Dr. 
Gorgas,  U.  S.  A.,  with  the  help  of  Cuban 
physicians  as  Dr.  Finlay,  discoverer  of  the  trans- 
mission of  the  yellow  fever  bacillus  by  the 
mosquito. 

Till  now  we  have  seen  that  the  American  peo- 
ple spent  their  money  and  sacrificed  many  lives 
for  the  happiness  and  welfare  of  the  Cubans, — 
happiness  by  bringing  to  them  the  long-looked- 
for  liberty,  welfare  by  preparing  them  for  the 
enjoying  of  self-government.  But  now  the 
American  capitalists  thought  that  here  was  a 
good  chance  of  using  the  United  States  strength 
for  their  own  benefit  and  started  to  prepare 
things  for  themselves  in  the  following  way. 

The  American  Congress  passed  a  bill  in  1901, 
known  as  the  Piatt  Amendment,  presented  by 
Congressman  Piatt  and  designed  to  be  an  appen- 
dix to  the  Cuban  constitution.  This  law 
restricted  Cuba  from  being  a  strictly  free  and 
independent  country. 

Some  of  the  restrictions  in  the  Piatt  Amend- 
ment are,  doubtless,  very  convenient,  because 
they  reserve  certain  protective  powers  to  the 
United  States  which  do  not  deprive  Cuba  from 


her  own  government,  from  electing  her  officers, 
President,  members  of  Congress,  etc. ;  from  keep- 
ing a  standing  army,  from  holding  direct 
diplomatic  relations  with  other  countries,  which 
only  free  countries  are  allowed  to  enjoy.  In 
general  ways  the  American  Minister  at  Havana 
is  not  of  any  more  authority  than  the  Minister 
of  Great  Britain  or  Germany. 

A  few  of  the  restrictions,  however,  are  very 
harmful  to  the  country,  because  they  constrain 
the  commerce  of  the  island  and  so  tend  to 
increase  the  high  cost  of  living.  As  no  commer- 
cial treaties  between  Cuba  and  any  other  nation 
are  tolerated,  we  thus  do  not  get  the  benefit  of 
having  more  customers  for  our  products  and 
greater  competition  between  our  sellers.  This 
restriction  hampers  most  the  free  development  of 
Cuba's  trade.  It  can  easily  be  seen  that  this 
small  trade  would  not  hurt  in  any  appreciable 
quantity  the  importance  of  American  commerce 
in  Cuba. 

The  mighty  dollar  has  been  also  a  great  incen- 
tive to  some  American  officials,  who  making  use 
of  the  power  of  supervision  granted  to  the  United 
States  by  themselves  in  the  Piatt  Amendment, 
always  sided  with  the  American  trusts  and  capi- 
talists, even  if  they  were  plainly  false  in  their 
petitions,  and  forced  the  Cubans  to  submit  to 
things  which  would  not  be  tolerated  by  any  nation 
of  the  size  of  the  United  States. 

I  think  that  the  actual  status  quo  of  Cuba  has 
been  plainly  shown,  as  well  as  the  relation  of  the 
Great  Antille  to  the  greatest  of  all  Republics  in 
the  past  and  present  history  of  Cuba.  I  shall 
state,  too,  that  the  Cubans  are  very  grateful  to 
the  "Yanquis"  for  what  they  have  done  for  Cuba, 
but  very  distrustful  towards  the  imperialistic 
politics  of  the  United  States  in  later  years  as 
shown  in  Nicaragua  and  very  recently  in  the  mili- 
tary occupation  of  our  sister  Republic  of  Santo 
Domingo. 


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A  CANDLEMAS  ELEGY 

In  Memory  of  Rev.  Am6d6e  J.  Viger,  O.  S.  A., 
Master  of  Novices  for  twelve  years  in  the 

Villanova  Monastery,  — 


By  CHARLES  J.  MELCHIOR,  '15 

Two  years  ago,  the  Virgin's  Festal  Day 
As  fitting  time  was  fixed  upon  by  God 
From  earthly  scenes  to  call  a  monk  away, 
Who,  working,  waited  for  his  Master's  nod. 

Lover  of  God,  beloved  of  God  wert  thou — 
Named  Amedee  by  prophet  instinct  true ! 
So  beautiful  were  kept  thy  life,  thy  vow — 
No  fault,  no  folly  to  regret  and  rue. 

But,  like  the  altar's  candles,  pure  and  bright, 
With  charity  divine  this  Seraph  burned — 
Consumed  his  substance  to  give  forth  his  light ; 
And,  like  the  flame,  to  Heaven  his  soul  returned. 

'Twas  when  Earth  donned  her  robe  of  purest  white 
And  Candlemas  the  holy  tapers  blest, 
An  Angel  summoned  (from  the  Throne  of  Light) 
This  faithful  servant  to  eternal  rest. 

To  him  who  did  all  sacred  toils  accept 

Heaven  sent  the  swift  reward  of  well-earned  rest, 

And  closed  the  eyes  that  every  vigil  kept, 

And  eased  the  yearnings  of  that  glowing  breast. 

Full  fourteen  bright  and  fruitful  years  ago 
A  Levite  knelt  he  at  the  altar,  where 
He  bowed  his  noble  heart,  with  grace  aglow, 
And  rose  a  priest,  the  "Alter  Christus"  there. 

'Twas  then :  "Receive  the  Holy  Ghost ;  whose  sins 
Ye  shall  forgive,  they  are  forgiven  them." 
Peace  to  restore  the  power  e'en  here  begins — 
Peace  of  the  Angels,  sung  at  Bethlehem. 


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"This  is  My  Body,  This  My  Blood,  this  do 
Commemorating  Me":  Now  as  His  priest 
His  precious  death  he  duly  must  renew — 
The  solemn  Sacrifice  that  never  ceased. 

His  lowly  life  knew  not  the  broils  of  State, 

The  busy  conflict  or  the  bloody  field. 

He  sought  the  Good  and  thus  contemned  the  Great: 

Worldlings  to  such  their  honors  never  yield  1 

Endures  the  monument  of  him  we  mourn, 
Outlasting  brazen  bust  and  marble  vaunt. 
In  lives  his  influence  reached,  new-spirit-born, — 
In  monk,  in  novice,  and  in  postulant. 

While  we  remain  his  early  loss  to  weep 
And  scan  the  skies  with  earthly  vision  dim, 
Heaven  kindly  lends  some  partial  gleams  to  keep 
Our  spirits  still  in  constant  view  of  him : — 

Of  Novice  and  Professed  as  Master  given 
By  plan  divine  our  minds  and  hearts  to  form — 
A  guide  that  taught  and  led  the  way  to  Heaven 
Through  earthly  trial  and  through  earthly  storm. 

O  blissful  thou  amid  the  heavenly  host, 
Where  Vision  Beatific  rapts  thy  gaze, 
To  view  the  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
While  Virgin,  Angel,  Saint  unite  in  praise ! 

Or  if  there  should  inhere  some  earthly  stain 
To  keep  thy  soul  from  perfect  joys  above. 
Thy  faith  shall  make  thee  know  the  fire  and  pain 
But  purge  and  chasten  by  the  Hand  of  Love. 

Brothers  of  St.  Augustine's  rule,  we  share 
In  humble  duty,  holy  prayer,  and  song. 
Oh !  may  we  still  be  all  one  family  there, 
Under  our  Saint,  amid  the  Angel  throng! 


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RIVALS  AND  CHUMS 

(Concluded) 
By  JAMES  R.  McGEE,  '11 


CHAPTER  III 

THE  IRONY  OF  LIFE 

THE  fall  term  had  passed  into  the  winter 
session.  The  interest  of  football  yielded 
to  the  attractions  of  the  theater.  George  Gor- 
man had  made  a  star  reputation  as  a  new  "find" 
in  football,  and  the  readers  of  sporting  news  were 
familiar  with  his  brilliant  exploits  and  clean 
record  as  a  player.  In  the  winter  season  he 
appeared  to  be  destined  to  be  equally  eminent  on 
the  'Varsity  swimming  team  in  the  aquatic  feats 
of  the  natatorium.  Yet  this  giant  in  athletics 
never  neglected  his  studies,  and  stood  high  in 
intellectual  pursuits. 

Howard  Ralston  had  increased  his  finances  by 
shrewd  betting  during  the  football  season,  and 
his  success  in  various  games  of  chance  further 
established  his  prestige  as  the  most  lucky  of 
gamesters.  Fred  Boyd  had  been  following  in  the 
steps  of  Gorman  rather  than  in  those  of  Ralston. 

Meanwhile,  the  Grand  Opera  season  had 
opened.  Gertrude  Arden,  herself  a  sweet  singer 
and  accomplished  pianist,  was  passionately  fond 
of  music — above  all,  when  rendered  by  that  most 
sympathetic  of  instruments,  the  human  voice. 
Fred  Boyd's  acquaintance  with  the  Arden  family 
had  enabled  him,  in  the  previous  years,  to  enjoy 
her  company  at  these  musical  events — occasions 
where  he  enlarged  his  views  of  art  through  her 
rare  appreciation  of  the  productions  of  genius. 

When  he  first  came  to  college,  Fred  had  called 
on  Mr.  Arden  at  the  suggestion  of  his  father, 
between  whom  and  Mr.  Arden  there  was  an  old, 
standing  friendship,  f  red  was  immediately 
impressed  by  the  sterling  virtues  of  Mr.  Arden. 
Later  he  met  the  lovely  daughter  Gertrude. 

Her  rich,  abundant  hair,  soft  and  brown  as  the 
wing  of  a  thrush ;  her  large,  mild  eyes,  heaven- 
hued  and  lustrous  as  violets  fresh  with  dew ;  her 
pure,  fair  complexion,  diaphanous  as  alabaster, 
with  just  a  flush  of  roseate  life;  her  Madonna- 
like cast  and  expression  of  feature  and  counten- 
ance; her  sweet  voice,  modest  look,  and  gentle 
manner, — all  impressed  him  with  such  fervor  of 


devotion  that  he  longed  to  be  worthy  of  her.  Yet 
her  pure  soul  seemed  almost  as  far  above  him  as 
the  Virgin  is  incomparable  to  earthly  women — 
the  Virgin,  the  perfection  of  womanhood,  to 
whom  Gertrude  entrusted  the  regulation  of  her 
conduct. 

Gertrude  Arden  had  greatly  approved  the  solid 
qualities  of  George  Gorman's  character,  when 
Fred  had  taken  that  young  man  to  visit  her. 
This  delighted  Fred  so  much  that  he  took  fre- 
quent occasion  to  bring  them  together. 

The  gay  company  that  Howard  Ralston  affected 
grew  distasteful  to  Fred,  who  now  firmly  resolved 
to  model  himself  on  George  Gorman.  Accord- 
ingly, although  Ralston  still  visited  his  room, 
and  although  they  must  perforce  meet  at  the  same 
table,  living  as  they  did  at  the  same  hotel,  Fred, 
beyond  polite  greeting,  had  practically  given  him 
up.  A  great  purpose  had  entered  Fred's  life; 
he  would  endeavor  to  make  himself,  in  some 
measure,  worthy  of  Gertrude.  Hence  Fred  lived 
a  model  life — gave  up  cafes,  wine-suppers,  and 
trashy  theatres.  He  applied  himself  with  the 
strictest  assiduity  to  his  studies,  and  was 
rewarded  with  a  success  that  surprised  no  one  so 
much  as  himself. 

The  only  diversion  he  admitted  was  to  accom- 
pany Miss  Arden  to  the  opera.  He  eagerly 
looked  forward  to  the  opening  night.  But  his 
plans  were  checked.  Gertrude's  mother  fell  sick, 
and  no  one  could  attend  her  quite  so  well  as 
Gertrude.  This  dutiful  daughter  would  not  leave 
her  dear  mother  to  the  tender  mercies  of  a  hired 
nurse  and  find  any  enjoyment  in  worldly  diver- 
sion. Fred's  disappointment,  however,  was  swal- 
lowed up  in  sympathy. 

All  through  November  and  a  good  part  of 
December,  Mrs,  Arden  remained  ill.  Toward 
Christmas,  however,  she  felt  so  much  better  that 
she  insisted  that  Gertrude  reward  the  patience  of 
Fred  by  attending  him  to  the  opera  that  took 
place  just  before  he  went  home  for  the  Christ- 
mas holidays.  The  bill  was  a  favorite  of  Ger- 
trude's— Verdi's  brilliant  and  tragic  "Aida,"  with 
Mme.  Eames  in  the  title  role. 


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Great  was  Fred's  disappointment,  then,  when 
on  the  very  day  of  the  fondly  anticipated  opera 
party  he  received  this  note,  written  in  the  familiar, 
delicate,  feminine  hand,  so  dear  to  him,  which 
dashed  his  hopes  to  the  ground. 

Dear  Fred : — I  cannot  tell  you  how  sorry  I  feel 
that,  owing  to  a  relapse  in  the  illness  of  my 
mother,  I  must  forego  the  pleasure  of  the  musical 
treat  you  so  kindly  provided  for  me. 

Gertrude  Arden. 

At  dinner  that  evening,  Ralston  sympathetically 
remarked  Boyd's  dejection  of  spirits. 

"Why,  Fred,  how  is  it  you  always  look  so  glum 
any  more?  And  you  are  looking  more  gloomy 
than  ever  this  evening.  All  work  and  no  play 
makes  Jack  a  dull  boy.  You  keep  too  close  to 
your  studies.  .  Why  don't  you  come  with  me 
to-night  to  hear  the  new  prima  donna  that  all  the 
world  is  raving  about — if  you  have  no  other 
engagement?" 
v^  "I  was  to  go  to  hear  Fames  to-night,"  replied 

Fred,  "but  the  engagement  is  broken  off." 

"Fames  is  out-of-date  anyway !"  exclaimed 
Ralston.  "The  Metropolitan  has  nothing  new  to 
offer.  Come  and  hear  the  new  Roman  beauty 
sing  at  the  Manhattan  to-night.  All  the  city  is 
wild  with  admiration  over  the  statuesque  grace 
of  Cavalieri  in  Offenbach's  Les  Contes  d'Hoff- 
mann.  Let  me  tell  you  this  rivalry  of  the 
impresarios  is  bringing  opera  up  to  a  pitch  of 
excellence  never  before  heard  of  in  this  country." 

"I  shall  be  pleased  to  hear  her,"  assented  Boyd. 

Fred  brightened  up.  For  he  thought  that,  if 
he  had  lost  one  pleasure — that  of  Gertrude's  com- 
pany at  the  opera,  he  should  now  be  compensated 
by  the  pleasure  of  telling  her  of  this  new 
cantatrice. 

Thus  it  happened — as  so  often  it  does  in  this 
perverse  world — that  Fred  Boyd,  with  the  best 
possible  intentions,  was  in  company  the  very 
reverse  of  what  he  had  planned  in  his  scheme  of 
life! 

CHAPTER  IV 

SLINGS  AND  ARROWS 

As  the  fresh  engagement  for  the  evening  enter- 
tainment had  not  been  undertaken  until  the  last 
moment,  the  two  collegians  were  late  in  arriving. 
Accordingly,  when  Fred  and  Howard  entered,  the 


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Opera  House  was  darkened — the  curtain  had 
already  risen. 

Fred  enjoyed  immensely  Offenbach's  fantastic 
music — especially  the  marvelous  musical  doll,  so 
charmingly  sung  and  acted  by  the  vivacious  Tren- 
tini.  He  was  already  joyously  full  of  the  ideas 
and  feelings  he  would  pour  into  the  eager  ears 
of  Gertrude  Arden.  Nevertheless,  shadows  of 
regret  would  course  through  his  bosom,  pursuing 
darkly  the  light  of  his  anticipated  joy — regret 
that  Gertrude  herself  could  not  be  present  and 
heighten  his  enjoyment  by  her  superior  knowl- 
edge and  more  exquisite  feeling  for  music. 

The  first  act  ceased,  the  curtain  descended,  the 
lights  went  up.  What  were  Fred's  surprise  and 
consternation  to  see  in  full  glare  before  him  but 
Gertrude  Arden  herself,  seated  with  George  Gor- 
man in  one  of  the  proscenium  boxes, — both  talk- 
ing with  mutual  satisfaction  and  enjoyment! 
Fred  and  Gertrude  stared  at  each  other  face  to 
face,  and  then  dropped  their  eyes  without  sign  of 
recognition. 

The  remaining  four  acts  were  four  long 
stretches  of  agony  to  poor  Fred.  In  vain  Cava- 
lieri proceeded  with  swan-like  grace  in  her  Vene- 
tian gondola  and  poured  out,  like  a  full-throated 
nightingale,  the  low,  thrilling,  monotonous  wail 
of  the  Barcarole.  Fred  was  blind  to  her  charms 
and  deaf  to  her  song.  He  felt  like  rushing  from 
the  theatre;  but  restrained  himself,  as  he  did  not 
want  to  enter  into  any  explanations  with  Ralston 
concerning  his  conduct.  So  he  had  to  remain,  and 
endure  his  agony,  and  hide  his  anguish  under  a 
face  whose  alternate  pallor  and  flushings  must, 
he  feared,  betray  him. 

"This,"  Fred  reflected,  "was  the  treachery  of 
his  two  best  friends !  Why  had  he  ever  intro- 
duced Gorman  to  Gertrude?  And  yet,  better 
thus  to  have  found  them  out  than  to  be  their 
dupe !  The  ideal  girl  of  his  dreams — the  paragon 
of  all  the  maidenly  virtues — had  canceled  her 
engagement  with  him  at  one  opera  in  order  to 
attend  another  with  his  rival !  And  that  rival  was 
the  youth  who  was  the  model  on  whom  for  her 
dear  sake  he  had  been  patterning  himself !  Such 
subterfuge,  too,  on  her  part — to  use  her  mother's 
illness  as  a  pretext!  Such  paltriness!  Such 
indelicacy ! 

"The  jolly  good  fellows  whom  he  had  forsaken 
for  these,  whatever  their  faults,  would  be  incap- 


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able  of  such  treachery  and  hypocrisy.  The  char- 
acter paradoxes  of  Schiller,  Sheridan,  and 
Thackeray  were  but  simple  truth.  The  good  boy 
was  the  bad  one ;  and  the  bad  boy,  the  good  one. 
Yes,  Ralston,  wild  as  he  was,  was  his  best  friend. 
Had  not  Ralston  warned  him  to  beware  of  the 
goody-goody  youth  ?  Had  he  not  reminded  him 
of  the  treachery  of  Catholics  ?  Assuredly,  all  the 
dark  prejudices  that  he  himself  had  ever  heard 
against  the  Catholics  from  his  youth  up  were  now 
verified  and  exemplified."  With  a  shudder  Fred 
"tiiought  how  he  had  been  on  the  point  of  joining 
that  corrupt  church.  "What  a  fortunate  escape  I 
Yet  what  a  dismal  disillusion!" 

As  soon  as  the  curtain  had  dropped,  Fred  left 
the  Opera  House  with  Ralston.  On  their  way  to 
their  apartments,  he  talked  mechanically  about  the 
opera  and  the  magnificent  new  building  of  the 
enterprising  manager.  Not  a  word  did  he  let  fall 
about  Gertrude  and  Gorman.  He  made  the  most 
heroic  effort  to  conceal  the  fact  that  he  had 
noticed  their  presence,  though  his  nature  had  been 
shaken  to  its  depths  by  the  sight.  He  took  refuge 
in  a  cigar,  and  joked  boisterously  as  he  tossed  off 
a  stein  with  which  Ralston  treated  him  before  they 
parted  for  the  night. 

"Congratulations,  Fred,  on  your  being  a  jolly 
good  fellow  once  more!"  said  Ralston,  hilariously. 
"The  outing  must  have  done  you  good." 

"Yes !  the  outing  did  me  good !"  repeated  Boyd, 
mechanically. 

Arrived  in  his  room,  Fred  felt,  when  alone,  that 
he  could  not  sleep  that  night.  He  was  pacing  the 
floor  in  feverish  anxiety,  when  his  eye  fell  on  a 
special  delivery  letter  that  the  servant  had  placed 
on  the  table  during  his  absence.  His  first  thought 
was  that  it  must  be  a  communication  from  Ger- 
trude Arden  in  explanation  of  her  strange 
behavior  this  evening.  "But  then,"  he  reflected, 
"why  had  she  not  sent  a  message  by  telephone?" 
He  answered  to  himself  this  objection  by  the  con- 
sideration that  perhaps  she  desired  to  explain  at 
too  full  length  to  be  satisfactory  in  any  form  but 
an  epistle.  This  series  of  ideas  succeeded  each 
other  in  his  mind  far  more  rapidly  than  it  takes 
to  describe. 

On  the  instant  he  picked  up  the  letter,  and 
found  his  conjecture  mistaken.  It  was  not  from 
Gertrude.  At  first,  Fred  had  been  irritated  at 
thinking  that  Gertrude  had  attempted  an  explana- 


tion. What  could  she  have  the  effrontery  to  say 
for  herself  after  her  unmaidenly  conduct?  What 
presumption  to  think  she  could  deceive  him 
further  I  Was  he  to  be  the  mere  dupe  and  play- 
thing of  designing  duplicity  ?  Now  he  was  equally 
vexed  to  find  that  she  had  not  sent  him  an 
explanation  at  all.  For  her  to  explain  or  not  to 
explain — her  condescension  and  her  indifference 
were  alike  torture  to  him. 

In  spite,  however,  of  his  surging  emotions  and 
thronging  ideas,  the  urgent  message  before  him 
demanded  his  immediate  attention.  He  scanned 
it  eagerly.  The  letter  bore  the  stamp  of  his 
native  town,  and  was  in  his  father's  handwriting. 
What  had  his  father  to  write  him  when  he  was 
returning  home  at  so  early  a  period?  Was  it  a 
commission  to  attend  to  some  business  for  his 
father  in  the  city  just  before  he  returned  home? 
On  perusing  it,  however,  his  father's  epistle 
proved  utterly,  dreadfully  unlike  every  surmise 
that  circumstances  had  occasioned  him  to  form. 
Imagine  Fred's  feelings  as  the  following  terrible 
communication  burst,  like  a  bomb-shell,  on  his 
already  overcharged  heart. 

Ironton,  Pa.,  December  22,  19—. 
My  dear  Son: 

I  wish  still  to  call  you  dear,  for  you  are  dear 
to  me,  although  your  conduct  this  term  at  col- 
lege has  been  gravely  reprehensible.  You  must 
have  been  leading  a  very  prodigal  life.  The  lib- 
eral allowance  I  put  for  you  in  bank  is  over- 
drawn ;  and — horror  of  horrors ! — ^you  have 
drawn  also  on  my  account.  And  I  had  trusted 
so  much  to  your  honor,  and  had  been  so  proud 
of  my  boy's  stainless  life !  Alas !  that  your  father 
must  weep  at  your  dereliction  from  the  path  of 
duty! 

I  do  not  regret  the  money  squandered  any- 
thing so  much  as  the  state  of  your  conduct  it 
represents.  The  world  will  look  on  it  far  less 
sorrowfully  than  I,  but  also  far  less  leniently. 
Surely,  you  have  the  sense  to  see  that  it  is  a 
criminal  offense  of  which  you  have  been  gfuilty. 
My  heart  bleeds  for  you,  and  calls  for  your 
instant  reform.  Retrace  your  steps  on  the  down- 
ward path  before  it  becomes  too  steep  to  return. 

Your  ever-loving  but  sorrowful  father, 

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Here,  then,  was  another  surprise,  another 
shock,  to  poor  Fred.  He  who  had  been  Hving 
like  a  hermit  all  term,  with  the  most  exemplary 
assiduity  to  his  college  studies,  was  accused  of 
prodigality  and  worse.  He  had  lost  his  friend, 
he  had  lost  his  love,  and  now  his  father  was 
against  him.  A  most  unhappy  complication  of 
circumstances !    His  cup  of  bitterness  was  full. 

CHAPTER  V 
THE  CONFESSION 

The  Christmas  holidays  brought  all  three 
young  men  back  into  their  native  town  of  Iron- 
ton.  Fred  did  not  see  the  other  two.  He  did 
not  go  out  much.  He  was  too  busy  examining 
his  own  and  his  father's  accounts  in  order  that 
he  might  ascertain  the  cause  of  the  discrepancy. 
Besides,  his  recent  experience  made  him  very 
little  desirous  of  mingling  with  the  outside  world. 
His  heart  re-echoed  in  anguish  the  sentiment  of 
Virgil, — Varium  et  mutabile  semper  femina. 
Experience  was  teaching  him  in  her  severe  man- 
ner that  there  was  truth  as  well  as  beauty  in  the 
old  master-classics. 

One  day  Fred  was  unexpectedly  summoned 
together  with  his  father  to  the  bedside  of  Howard 
Ralston.  The  gay  and  brilliant  Howard  was 
thought  to  be  dying  of  pneumonia;  and  he 
requested  particularly  to  see  the  Boyds — father 
and  son. 

Howard  had  been  skating.  In  attempting  to 
display  a  new  trick  he  had  learned  at  college,  he 
had  ventured  too  near  an  air-hole  in  the  ice,  and 
had  gone  under.  All  his  companions  were  too 
much  scared  to  do  anything  helpful,  and  simply 
pierced  the  air  with  cries  of  terror  and  alarm. 

George  Gorman  happened  to  be  on  another  part 
of  the  ice  at  the  time — for,  of  course,  he  would 
not  be  admitted  into  the  Ralston  set  at  Ironton. 
And  it  was  the  stout-hearted  George  that  came  in 
answer  to  the  terrified  appeals.  The  instant  he 
perceived  the  situation,  he  threw  off  his  coat  and 
dived  down  the  air-hole  under  the  ice. 

For  three  minutes  he  disappeared.  It  seemed 
to  the  anxious  crowd  three  centuries.  They 
deemed  two  drowned  instead  of  one,  when  up 
rose  George  with  the  unconscious  Howard. 
George  had  had  a  long,  round-about  swim  under 
water  to  try  to  find  Ralston,  and  then  the  swim 


back  under  the  ice  with  all  the  difficulty  of 
locating  the  air-hole.  Fortunately,  his  practice  in 
diving  for  tin  plates  on  the  team  at  the  college 
pool  to  see  how  many  he  could  find  before  rising 
to  the  surface,  and  his  not  smoking  (which  kept 
his  wind  good),  here  served  him  most  excellently. 

All  Ironton  echoed  with  the  grand  heroism  of 
the  young  athlete;  and  the  large  city  papers 
copied  the  story ._  Talk  arose  of  a  Carnegie  medal. 

When  Fred  and  his  father  reached  the  sick 
chamber  of  Howard  Ralston,  they  found  George 
Gorman  already  there,  conversing  with  old  Mr. 
Ralston.  After  greeting  the  latter,  Fred  hesi- 
tated about  taking  the  outstretched  hand  of 
Gorman. 

"Shake  hands  with  George,  Fred.  Don't  be 
afraid !"  came  the  wheezy,  short-breathed  accents 
of  Howard  Ralston  from  the  bed.  "George  is 
the  noblest  fellow  alive — the  best  friend  a  man 
can  have.  And  that's  what  I  have  brought  you 
here  to  tell  you.  Stand  near  my  bed,  please,  all 
of  you.  I  have  a  confession  to  make.  If  I  die, 
I  wish  to  die  in  peace  by  righting  the  wrong  I 
have  done,  and  by  allowing  the  innocent  to  enjoy 
the  fruits  of  their  desert.  If  I  live,  I  vow  to 
spend  the  rest  of  my  life  in  making  myself  worthy 
of  such  friends  as  you,  George  and  Fred,  if  you 
will  let  such  a  sinner  as  I." 

"Don't  call  yourself  that !"  cried  Fred.  "Please, 
don't  abase  yourself  before  me !" 

"Wait  till  you  hear  all,"  answered  Howard. 
"Fred,  the  dreadful  shock,  the  terrible  disap- 
pointment, that  you  suffered  at  the  Opera  House, 
was  not  George's  fault — was  not  Gertrude's  fault. 
They  were  both  true  to  you.  Never  did  a  man 
have  more  faithful  hearts  than  theirs  for  you. 
I  envied  the  position  they  occupied  with  you.  I 
wanted  to  use  you  to  rise  higher  in  society,  and 
hated  to  see  you  desert  me  for  them.  You  know 
my  fatal  gift  of  penmanship.  Well,  the  letter 
you  received  breaking  Gertrude's  engagement 
with  you  was  not  written  by  Gertrude.  She  never 
saw  it  or  knew  of  it.    It  was  written  by  me !" 

Fred  started  at  the  strange  revelation.  Light 
was  beginning  to  break  through  the  dark  mist  in 
which  he  had  been  enshrouded. 

"Fred,"  continued  Howard,  "my  false  ideal  has 
been  the  curse  of  my  Hfe.  I  placed  worldly  pres- 
tige above  every  other  consideration.  I  over- 
valued fortune  and  position,  and  was  willing  to 


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sacrifice  every  moral  ideal  to  their  attainment. 
But  George's  life,  in  direct  contrast  to  mine,  has 
taught  me  an  entirely  different  lesson ;  and,  thank 
God!  his  heroic  act  has  brought  it  home  to  me. 
George's  nobility  has  saved  my  soul  as  well  as 
my  life.  But  to  proceed  with  my  confession.  In 
like  manner,  I  imitated  your  hand  and  wrote  to 
Gertrude  and  George  to  accompany  each  other  to 
the  Manhattan  as  you  could  not  attend.  To  com- 
plete the  stratagem,  that  everything  might  go  as 
smoothly  as  I  desired,  without  a  hitch,  I  pur- 
chased the  opera  tickets  and  sent  them  to  Gorman 
in  your  name." 

What  a  wonderful  relief  to  Fred  to  know  that 
his  love  and  his  friend  were  true!  Their  sup- 
posed faithlessness  had  eaten  into  his  heart,  and 
corroded  every  spring  of  happiness. 

"Now,  Mr.  Boyd,"  continued  young  Ralston, 
addressing  Fred's  father,  "I  have  something  to 
communicate  to  you.  Your  son  has  been  blamed, 
I  understand,  for  overdrawing  his  account  and 
drawing  on  yours.  It  is  too  bad  that  he  should 
be  blamed  at  home  for  spending  too  much  and 
at  college  for  spending  too  little.  Fred  has  been 
living  the  most  sober,  staid,  and  studious  life  all 
term.  I  am  the  guilty  one.  To  live  in  the  luxury 
I  thought  appropriate  for  a  university  man,  I 
gambled  and  speculated.  Whenever  I  lost,  I 
forged  to  make  good  the  deficit.  Yes,  I  have 
been  a  criminal  and  a  traitor.  But  I  will  make 
good.  No  reparation  in  my  power  shall  be 
omitted.  I  want  my  father  to  sell  my  diamond 
ring  and  pin  and  all  my  luxuries  at  the  univer- 
sity. They  will  do  something  toward  re-imburs- 
ing  those  whom  I  have  injured.  I  shall  not  need 
them  at  all,  for  I  will  never  return  to  the  univer- 
sity. If  God  grant  that  I  leave  this  bed,  I  will 
take  some  honest  employment,  and  pay  back  with 
interest  all  the  money  I  have  ever  misused.  O  my 
friends !  if  I  may  call  you  so,  give  me  your  hands 


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that  I  may  feel  my  repentance  has  not  been 
vain." 

Each  of  the  men  solemnly  and  heartily  clasped 
those  outstretched  hands,  and  felt  that  they  must 
accept  thoroughly  and  deal  most  tenderly  with 
such  heartfelt  repentance. 

Fred  Boyd  now  returned  to  Gertrude  with 
greater  love  than  ever  for  her  noble  character. 
He  studied  hard,  made  a  great  success  of  his 
course,  and  a  still  greater  one  of  his  medical 
career  in  after-life.  Under  the  ennobling  ex- 
amples of  Gertrude  Arden  and  George  Gorman, 
Fred  became  a  Catholic;  and  no  difference 
marred  their  perfect  union  when  Gertrude 
became  his  bride. 

The  heroism  of  George  Gorman  was  rewarded, 
not  only  by  a  Carnegie  medal,  but  also  by  a  gift 
of  three  thousand  dollars,  raised  by  the  National 
Swimming  Association  in  recognition  of  the 
peculiar  difficulty  of  his  brave  feat.  This 
enabled  him  to  finish  his  education  with  ease. 
And  his  strong  grip  on  the  realities  of  life 
together  with  his  noble  character  easily  assured 
his  suQcess  as  one  of  his  country's  greatest  engi- 
neers. What  a  shining  example  of  the  precept 
that  bids  us  "overcome  evil  with  good"  ! 

Howard  Ralston  accepted  a  humble  position  at 
first,  but  steadily  kept  his  word  and  paid  back  to 
the  Boyds  all  their  money  he  had  misemployed. 
When  the  elder  Mr.  Boyd  saw  that  his  reforma- 
tion was  genuine,  he  insisted  that  Howard  should 
return  to  college  and  finish  his  law  course,  as 
he  had  decided  gifts  that  way.  But  Howard 
said: 

"No!  I  have  given  up  all  vain  ambitions,  and 
have  left  but  the  one  solid  ambition  to  form  my 
character." 

Later,  Mr.  Boyd  gave  him  an  interest  in  his 
firm,  and  Ralston  is  to-day  one  of  the  most  solid 
and  sensible  business  men  of  Ironton. 


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THE  POET-PRIEST  OF  THE  SOUTH 

By  JOHN  O'BRIEN, '19 


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SELDOM  is  it  granted  even  a  distinguished 
man  to  have  achieved  eminence  in  more 
than  one  avenue  of  fame,  while  the  average  per- 
son must  often  be  content  with  obscurity.  The 
Rev.  Abram  J.  Ryan,  the  poet-priest  of  the  South, 
enjoys  the  pecuUar  privilege  of  arresting  and  fix- 
ing interest  by  the  threefold  development  of  his 
character.  He  unites  in  himself  three  of  the 
greatest  characters  in  the  world;  for  he  is  at 
once  a  priest,  a  poet,  and  a  patriot. 

In  discussing  the  threefold  character  of  Father 
Ryan,  his  poetry  demands  attention  as  the  first 
topic  to  be  treated.  As  a  poet,  his  appeal  is  made 
to  the  world  at  large.  As  a  poet,  he  is  entitled 
to  the  consideration  of  future  ages.  Frankly, 
Father  Ryan  is  a  favorite  poet  of  ours.  We 
make  it  a  rule,  however,  to  over-rate  as  little  as 
possible  our  favorite  authors.  The  best  way  to 
avoid  undue  excess  of  praise  or  dispraise,  is  to 
locate  the  writer  as  precisely  as  possible.  Once 
his  exact  position  is  known,  in  order  to  prevent 
losing  one's  way,  we  can  then  indulge  in  all  the 
fond  raptures  of  delight  with  which  our  poet 
fills  us. 

Literary  works  necessarily  divide  into  the 
dichotomy  of  the  Mortals  and  the  Immortals.  In 
an  ascending  scale  of  poetry,  we  can  distinguish 
five  degrees:  (1)  the  poetasters,  (2)  the  popular 
versifiers,  (3)  the  minor  poets,  (4)  the  great 
artists,  (5)  the  supreme  creators.  By  compre- 
hensive grouping,  the  first  two  species  combine 
into  the  genus  Mortals;  the  last  three  species 
form  the  glorious  genus  of  the  Immortals. 

The  Mortals  we  shall  discuss  in  the  briefest 
manner,  for  the  sole  purpose  of  excluding  them 
as  irrelevant  to  our  theme.  Of  this  group,  the 
poetasters  are  those  who  fail  to  co-ordinate  them- 
selves in  any  way  with  the  theme  attempted.  The 
popular  versifiers,  on  the  other  hand,  utter  their 
meaning  with  considerable  success;  but  their 
message,  expressing  only  a  temporary  phase  of 
society,  perishes  inevitably  with  the  passing 
fashion  of  their  age. 

The  ways  by  which  genius  may  gain  the  golden 
crown  of  immortality  comprehend,  as  we  have 
seen,  the  remaining  three  species.    In  the  highest 


class  are  the  dwellers  on  Olympus — those  gods 
who  have  attained  the  supreme  mountan  heights 
of  creative  power,  and  whose  commanding  view 
embraces  all  the  kingdoms  and  nations  of  the 
earth.  The  middle  class  comprises  the  giant  con- 
structors of  magnificent  public  highroads,  over 
which  others  may  travel  with  greater  conveni- 
ence and  with  more  assured  accomplishment.  The 
lowest  class  constitutes  the  haunters  of  humble 
by-paths,  abounding  in  the  retiring  beauties  of 
unfound  wild  flowers  and  hidden  domestic 
scenes — all  the  more  endearing  by  the  sacred 
privacy  of  their  revelation. 

These  classes  may  be  still  better  distinguished 
when  exemplified  by  individual  instances.  The 
highest  class  contains  the  three  world  classics. 
Each  of  these  has  illustrated  and  illuminated 
every  phase  of  the  civilization  it  represents  in  a 
comprehensive  period  of  the  world's  history: — 
Homer  for  Antiquity,  Dante  for  the  Middle  Ages, 
Shakespeare  for  Modern  Times.  No  fourth 
name  is  sufficiently  comjprehensive — in  height,  in 
breadth,  in  depth — to  be  placed  beside  theirs.  To 
the  class  of  great  masters,  though  not  supreme 
creators,  belong  Milton,  by  the  unflagging  sub- 
limity of  his  imaginative  flight;  Pope,  by  the 
unfailing  incisiveness  of  his  art;  Blake,  by  the 
vivid  intensity  of  his  vision ;  Wordsworth,  by  the 
germinal  idea  to  which  he  gives  a  thousand  strik- 
ing applications  and  teaches  his  pupils  to  give 
ten  thousand  more;  Francis  Thompson,  by  his 
sustained  spiritual  elevation  in  the  elaborate  form 
of  the  ode.  These  are  masters,  great  indeed,  but 
not  supreme.  They  are  epochal.  They  create  eras 
in  literature.  They  form  whole  schools  of  imita- 
tors by  the  force  and  breadth  of  their  art  and 
genius ;  yet  they  lack  the  all-embracing  humanity 
of  the  highest  class  and  their  omnipotence  of 
endowment.  Other  names  of  equal  powers  with 
theirs  could  be  culled  from  universal  literature. 
The  lowest  class  of  the  Immortals  includes  the 
good  poets — not  supreme,  not  great,  but  good 
nevertheless.  Their  gift  of  poetry — of  feeling, 
image,  and  rhythm — is  a  genuine  gift.  They  sing 
because  they  must  sing.  Of  humble  pretension 
yet  honorable  position,  they  are  content  just  to 


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record  their  own  simple  emotions  and  experi- 
ences. They  express  themselves  because  they  are 
endowed  with  a  faculty  of  expression  far  beyond 
the  average  man.  They  have  felicity  of  imagery 
and  facility  of  phrase.  But  their  art  lacks  the 
intense  concentration  of  the  great  masters  and 
the  extensive  comprehension  of  the  supreme 
creators.  This  humble  class  of  Immortals  is  the 
class  of  Longfellow,  Whittier,  and  Bryant.  And 
in  this  class  Father  Ryan's  poetry  holds  a  place 
by  the  side  of  theirs.  It  is  evident,  then,  that  we 
do  not  claim  every  merit  for  his  poetry  through 
blind  partiality.  But  we  do  claim  for  him  a  defi- 
nite position  in  American  literature — high,  secure, 
permanent.  In  a  word,  though  Father  Ryan's 
statue  is  enshrined  in  a  minor  niche  in  the  Temple 
of  Fame,  nevertheless  his  statue  is  there,  and  his 
name  is  immortal. 

Of  the  class  of  poets  to  which  we  have  assigned 
him,  it  will  surely  not  now  be  deemed  presumptu- 
ous— after  all  our  careful  admissions — if  we 
affirm  that  Father  Ryan  is  our  established 
favorite.  There  is  in  him  a  fixity  of  principle — 
due  undoubtedly  to  his  Holy  Religion — that  we 
miss  in  the  others.  While  we  admire  much  of 
Whittier ;  yet  how  many  passages  are  marred  by 
the  rancor  of  the  bigot!  Bryant  is  sometimes 
of  unsurpassed  sublimity ;  yet  page  after  page  of 
his  works  presents  nothing  but  wastes  of  vapidity. 
Longfellow,  by  far  the  most  equal  in  quality  of 
the  three,  still  lacks  the  intensity  of  a  central  fire. 
But  Father  Ryan  rests  fixed  on  that  Blissful 
Center  of  True  Holiness,  and  thus  possesses  the 
most  assured  standard  by  which  to  measure  the 
shifting  scenes  and  dissolving  views  of  this 
transitory  life. 

Father  Ryan  himself,  in  speaking  of  his  own 
literary  efforts,  objects  to  the  appellation 
"Poems."  He  modestly  entitles  them  "Verses." 
He  deplores  their  lack  of  art  and  finish.  But  he 
adds,  "he  thinks  they  are  true  in  tone."  Only  in 
this  last  estimate — their  truth  of  tone — can  we 
agree.  However  fitting  humility  is  to  our  poet- 
priest,  it  would  be  unbecoming  and  unfair  in  us 
to  take  any  advantage  of  his  sweet  self-deprecia- 
tion. Let  us  start,  then,  on  the  ground  we  hold 
in  common — his  truth  of  tone.  How  exquisitely 
just  is  this  estimate!  Our  poet-priest  has  a  fine 
grasp  of  the  realities  of  both  worlds — the  world 
of  human  experience  and  the  other  world  of 


heavenly  hope.  He  was  a  man  who  had  found 
himself.  He  had  not  lost  his  way,  but  was  truly 
located  with  respect  both  to  earthly  and  celestial 
affairs.  His  thoughts  are  in  true  perspective  and 
right  relation  to  each  other.  He  possesses  a  just 
estimate  of  values. 

Here  he  gives  a  lesson  of  duty  drawn  from  an 
experience  that  has  fathomed  the  depths  and  is 
reaching  toward  the  heights: 

Life  is  a  burden;  bear  it;  '  ' 

Life  is  a  duty;  dare  it; 
Life  is  a  thorn-crown;  wear  it, 
Though  it  break  your  heart  in  twain; 

Though  the  burden  crush  you  down ; 
Close  your  lips,  and  hide  your  pain, 

First  the  cross,  and  then  the  crown. 

This  passage  should  be  engraved  on  the  hearts 
and  in  the  memories  of  all  lovers  of  truth  and 
poetry.  It  is  Wisdom  herself  that  is  here  speak- 
ing in  accents  divine. 

In  spite  of  our  author's  disclaimer,  the  reader 
soon  perceives  that  Father  Ryan  has  all  the  gifts 
of  the  gfenuine  poet — eye,  ear,  feeling,  fancy, 
insight,  vision. 

His  eye  for  picturesque  imagery  is  evinced  on 
almost  every  page.  A  true  literary  artist,  he  can 
by  his  vivid  diction  portray  glowing  hues,  signifi- 
cant shapes,  and  expressive  attitudes  to  the  mind's 
eye;  as  the  painter  with  pencil  and  canvas  pro- 
duces an  illusion  in  color,  form,  and  perspective 
on  the  physical  eye.  Of  this  power,  the  follow- 
ing passage  is  an  instance : 

Between  two  pillared  clouds  of  gold 
The  beautiful  gates  of  evening  swung — 

And  far  and  wide  from  flashing  fold 
The  half-furled  banners  of  light,  that  hung, 

O'er  green  of  wood  and  gray  of  wold 

And  over  the  blue  where  the  river  rolled, 
The  fading  gleams  of  their  glory  flung. 

At  Riverside. 

His  ear  for  metrical  niceties  is  of  the  justest 
order  and  of  unfaltering  faculty.  His  versifica- 
tion is  a  copious  stream  of  music.  His  rhythm 
possesses  lilt  and  sway  and  Swing;  his  rhymes 
are  exact  and  sonorous ;  his  melodies,  exquisitely 
tuneful.  While  his  meters  are  of  every  variety, 
we  choose  his  anapests  as  showing  his  most  subtle 
mastery.  Among  English  measures,  the  anapest 
is  notoriously  difficult,  being  usually  marred  by 
heaviness  of  touch  and  awkwardness  of  move- 
ment.    But  in  our  poet's  anapests,  the  pulse  is 


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of  metronomic  precision.  Their  beat  is  the 
heart-beat  of  poetry.  They  dance  and  sing  with 
the  most  lifelike  grace  and  expression.  Here  is 
a  specimen  of  his  mellifluous  verse : 

Was  I  sleeping?    I  know  not — or  waking? 

The  body  was  resting  I  ween; 

Meseems  it  was  overmuch  tired 

With  the  toils  of  the  day  that  had  gone; 

When  sudden  there  came  the  bright  breaking 

Of  light  through  a  shadowy  screen; 

And  with  the  brightness  there  blended 

The  voice  of  the  Being  descended 

From  a  star  ever  pure  of  all  sin, 

In  a  music  too  sweet  to  be  lyred. 

Zeila. 

We  cannot  quit  this  topic,  however,  without 
citing  his  beautiful  employment  of  alliteration — 
forcible  yet  unobtrusive — at  once  accentuating  the 
rhythm  and  heightening  the  melody : 

And  the  hush  of  my  heart  is  as  holy 
As  hovers  where  angels  have  flown! 
And  I  toiled  on,  heart-tired  of  the  Human, 
And  I  moaned  'mid  the  mazes  of  men. 

Song  of  the  Mystic. 

Power  to  sway  the  emotions  is  the  very  essence 
of  poetry.  No  heart  can  fail  to  be  affected  by 
Father  Ryan's  exquisite  sensibility  to  the  finer 
issues  of  the  human  soul.  His  vibrant  touch 
plays  on  the  varied  strings  of  life,  death,  and 
immortality,  and  evokes  a  thrilling  music.  His 
topics  are  the  illusion  of  the  Ideal,  the  disillusion 
of  the  Real,  the  sorrows  of  life,  the  consolations 
of  Religion,  the  inevitability  of  death,  the  glori- 
ous reward  of  immortality.  Like  Virgil,  he  is 
acutely  sensitive  to  the  "tears  of  things" — Sunt 
lachrymae  rerum.    He  feels  that — 

It  is  with  roses  as  with  men 
The   sweetest    hearts   are   those   that  bleed. 

Here  is  a  fine  treatment  of  his  favorite  theme : 

Some  reckon  their  age  by  years, 

Some  measure  their  life  by  art; 
But  some  tell  their  days  by  the  flow  of  their  tears, 

And  their  lives  by  the  moans  of  their  heart. 

But,  bead  by  bead,  f*tell 

The  rosary  of  my  years; 
From  a  cross  to  a  cross  they  lead ;  'tis  well, 

And  they're  blest  with  a  blessing  of  tears. 

Rosary  of  Tears. 

The  fertility  of  his  fancy  supplies  him  with  an 
abundant  store  of  appropriate  and  striking 
imagery.    This  faculty  is  constantly  exercised  in 


lively  conception  and  happy  combination.  The 
following  picturesqjie  simile — of  an  enchanting, 
romantic  wildness: — is  most  ingeniously  pursued :; 

His  speech  flowed,  like  a  stream. — 
A  deep  and  dreamy  stream  through  lonely  dells 
Of  lofty  mountain-thoughts,  and  o'er  its  waves 
Hung  mysteries  of  gloom ;  and  in  its  flow 
It  rippled  on  lone  shores  fair-fringed  with  flowers, 
And  deepened  as  it  flowed. 

Fragments  of  an  Epic. 

His  double  faculty  of  penetrating  insight  into 
the  affairs  of  this  world  and  of  vivid  vision  of 
the  transcendent  glories  of  the  Heavenly  Home 
is  admirably  revealed  in  the  "Song  of  the 
Mystic."  This  wondrous  poem  discloses  his 
fundamental  attitude  as  thinker  and  actor  in  life. 
He  represents  himself  as  walking  in  the  seclusion 
of  the  lonely  Valley  of  Silence  with  none  but 
God.  He  has  foregone  even  the  sight  of  worldly 
vanities.  His  reasons  for  sequestered  retirement 
are  clothed  in  language  and  imagery  at  once 
vivid,  forcible,  and  convincing : 

I  walked  in  the  world  with  the  worldly ; 

I  craved  what  the  world  never  gave; 
And  I  said:  "In  the  world  each  Ideal, 

That  shines  like  a  star  on  life's  wave, 
Is  wrecked  on  the  shores  of  the  Real, 

And  sleeps  like  a  dream  in  a  grave. 
Long  ago  was  I  weary  of  noises 

That  fretted  my  soul  with  their  din; 
Long  ago  was  I  weary  of  places 

Where  I  met  but  the  human — and  sin. 

It  is  in  this  Mystic  Valley,  through  solitary 
communion  with  God,  that  there  come  to  him  his 
songs,  his  musings,  his  inspirations.  He  ends  by 
telling  us  its  location  in  the  following  charming 
combination  of  image  and  sentiment : 

Do  you  ask  me  the  place  of  the  Valley, 
Ye  hearts  that  are  harrowed  by  care? 

It  lieth  afar  between  mountains, 
And  God  and  His  angels  are  there: 

And  one  is  the  dark  mount  of  Sorrow, 
And  one  the  bright  mountain  of  Prayer. 

Father  Ryan  possessed  the  true  Mystic's  inti- 
mate vision  and  ultimate  ecstasy.  This  is  abund- 
antly proved  by  his  greatest  imaginative  effort — 
"God  in  the  Night."  The  poet-priest  has  realized 
what  it  means  to  live  with  an  ever-present,  inti- 
mate sense  of  the  Divine  Presence.  Hence  his 
strokes  in  this  poem  are  of  marvelous  intensity  of 
feeling  and  vital  warmth  of  imagination. 


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•  Although  the  literary  critic  crown  him  with  the 
glorious  laurels  of  the  world,  still  brighter  will 
the  memory  of  his  priestly  and  patriotic  labors 
shine  as  a  star  in  the  firmament  of  Eternity. 

Among  the  citizens  of  the  Gatholic  clergy  there 
are  many  who  have  greatly  assisted  in  the 
development  of  this  American  nation.  Their 
names  are  associated  with  all  the  vital  operations 
of  the  government.  Their  assiduous  labors  in 
the  liberal  arts,  sciences,  corporal  and  spiritual 
works  of  mercy,  have  placed  them  on  the 
imperishable  throne  in  the  hearts  of  every  lover 
of  the  Stars  and  Stripes. 

The  zealous  American  Catholic  priest  has  an 
ennobling  influence  on  the  life  of  society.  He  is 
a  living  witness  of  the  sacrifice  and  sufferings  of 
Christ.  He  is  the  salt  of  the  earth  that  savors 
the  faith  and  devotion  of  a  helpless  people.  He 
is  a  light  that  shines  into  the  darkness  of  sinful 
hearts  and  brightens  the  soul  by  the  rays  of  his 
good  example  and  ardent  charity.  He  is  a  man 
that  feels  the  importance  of  his  office  and  joy- 
fully carries  his  cross  of  duty.  He  is  a  most 
prominent  factor  in  the  betterment  of  the  intel- 
lectual, moral,  and  social  welfare  of  the  American 
people.  His  consecrated  personality  is  like  the 
holy  sunshine  of  God  that  glides  into  the  secret 
chambers  of  man's  memory  and  thoughts,  bring- 
ing with  it  the  grace  of  rectitude  and  reform. 
Of  society's  agents,  Jhe  is  the  most  honored, 
beloved,  and  respected. 

One  of  the  brightest  examples  of  these  heroic 
self-sacrificing  men  was  an  humble,  unheard-of, 
simple  priest  of  Virginia,  Father  Abram  Ryan 
by  name,  whose  fostering  care  refreshed  the 
heavily  burdened  hearts  of  many.  He  flourished 
when  the  house  of  America  was  divided  against 
itself — when  brother  opposed  brother,  and  when 
a  serious  disruption  threatened  the  superstructure 
of  this  glorious  nation.  He  stood  as  a  microcosm 
of  peace  and  love  amid  a  universe  of  belligerent 
struggle.  He  was  a  priest  whose  life,  with  all  its 
trials  and  efforts,  has  sounded  a  holy  echo  in  the 
hearts  of  a  Universal  Catholic  People. 

As  a  boy,  his  mien  expressed  a  peaceful  and 
happy  seriousness  that  foreshadowed  the  melan- 
choly of  his  later  days.  From  early  childhood 
he  had  been  convinced  that  "the  surest  way  to 
God  was  up  the  lonely  stream  of  tears."  In  con- 
viction of  this  wisdom  he  scrupulously  heeded  the 


counsel  of  a  devoted  mother,  whose  love  had  * 
nourished  his  holy  vocation.     He, was  the  child 
of  her  hopes,  the  son  of  her  prayers,  the  reward 
of  her  virtues;  she,  the  shrine  of  his  love,  the 
core  of  his  heart,  the  life  of  his  soul. 

His  youth  passed  as  smoothly  as  the  brook  by 
which  he  wandered.  He  was  crowned  with 
Sacerdotal  Ordination  on  the  threshold  of  man- 
hood and  from  thence  became  a  living  model  of 
a  mortified  God.  His  first  appearance  in  the 
chamber  of  Prominence  marked  him  a  developed 
poet,  a  holy  preacher,  and  an  American  hero. 

Father  Ryan  possessed  all  these  high  and  holy 
sentiments  of  the  model  priest.  As  confessor, 
preacher,  pastor,  and  chaplain,  he  administered  a 
soothing  balm  of  comfort  to  the  afflicted  in  spirit. 
His  heart  was  a  fountain  of  consolation  and 
purity,  whence  many  drank  the  sweet  waters  of 
relief.  He  was  a  true  man  of  God  in  word  and 
action — a  religious  philanthropist  of  the  noblest 
type,  who  only  sought  the  glory  of  God  and  the 
eternal  salvation  of  His  ungrateful  children.  He 
had  a  deep  conviction  of  Virtue's  beauty.  A  love 
for  piety  and  penance  hovers  around  his  every 
action.  He  had  a  natural  aversion  for  evil  that 
enabled  him  to  recognize  the  deceitfulness  of  its 
charms  and  promises. 

His  delight  was  to  mingle  with  the  penitent  and 
the  pure;  his  joy,  to  stand  amid  the  lighted  tapers 
of  the  altar  praising  and  adoring  God  with  the 
invisible  angels  that  guarded  his  cleanliness  of 
heart.  He  loved  to  spend  hours  in  profound  and 
unbroken  meditation  on  the  beauties  of  his 
"Queen  and  Patroness."  He  frequently  spoke  of 
her  as  the  noblest  embodiment  of  womanhood, 
and  considered  it  a  sublime  act  of  Christian  duty 
to  pay  her  filial  reverence  and  honor.  His  love 
for  Our  Heavenly  Mother  faintly  asserts  itself 
in  the  many  charming  selections  which  he  has 
dedicated  to  her — among  them  the  "Last  of 
May,"  "A  Crown  for  Our  Queen,"  and  others 
of  equal  merit. 

The  following  is  taken  at  random,  but  will 
serve  as  an  example  to  manifest  his  unbounded 
affection  for  the  Mother  of  Our  Creator: 

O  Christ!   of  thy  beautiful  Mother 
Must  I  hide  her  name  down  in  my  heart? 

But,  ah !  even  there  you  will  see  it. 
With  thy  mother's  name  how  can  I  part. 


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There  are  many  such,  that  bespeak  his  simple, 
childlike  subjection  to  Our  Lady,  the  source  of 
his  love.  It  was  his  firm  belief  that  she  was  the 
acme  of  womanly  perfection — the  most  exalted 
of  God's  creatures  and  the  brightest  and  purest 
sanctuary  of  His  Virtues.  Throughout  his  life, 
he  was  a  devoted  son,  a  loyal  subject,  and  an 
earnest  suppliant  to  Mary — his  Mother,  his 
Queen,  and  his  Hope. 

In  modern  times  it  has  often  been  asserted  that 
the  Catholic  Priest  cannot  be  a  loyal  American 
citizen.  These  objurgatory  expressions  are  fre- 
quently the  issues  of  ignorance,  imagination,  or 
prejudicial  instruction.  However,  facts  over- 
whelm these  false  ideas  so  that  their  verity  can- 
not be  sustained.  The  present  horrible  slaughter 
in  Europe  will  substantiate  the  contradictory 
view. 

We  have  already  said  that  the  Voice  of  God 
was  the  guiding  principle  of  Father  Ryan's 
priestly  endeavors.  Now  we  must  add  that  this 
same  Holy  Oracle  was  the  instigator  of  his 
patriotism.  It  commanded  him  to  "render  to 
Caesar  the  things  that  were  Caesar's."  To  this 
law  he  meekly  submitted.  He  understood  per- 
fectly well  just  what  belongs  to  Csesar  and  what 
to  God.  Therefore,  he  conscientiously  made  an 
impartial  rendition  of  his  heart,  talents,  and  atten- 
tions to  his  country  and  to  the  celestial  service. 

He  was  a  priestly  patriot  that  loved  America, 
the  broken  hearted  Mother  of  warring  North  and 
South.  He  sang  her  honors  and  glories  in  words 
of  deepest  affection.  But,  although  an  American 
of  the  highest  type,  he  was  a  pronounced  South- 
erner. How  he  mourned  in  her  "Lost  Cause!" 
How  he  sympathized  and  comforted  his  defeated 
brothers  of  the  Confederacy  in  their  hour  of  mis- 
fortune! If  it  had  been  in  his  power  to  govern 
the  laws  of  fate  and  success,  then  would  the 
honored  name  of  Robert  Lee  be  ranked  with  the 
immortal  Csesar,  Napoleon,  and  Washington. 

Never  were  writings  of  a  priest  so  eagerly 
received  by  a  convalescent  people  as  were  "The 
Sword  of  Robert  Lee,"  "The  Prayer  of  the 
South,"  "The  Conquered  Banner,"  and  "The 
Lost  Cause."  For  each  awakened  in  every  South- 
6i"n  heart  sentiments  of  patriotism,  love,  and 
forgiveness. 


Not  only  did  the  supporters  of  the  Southern 
cause  crown  his  labors  with  appreciation  and 
study,  but  the  Victorious  North  joined  in  offering 
him  their  tribute  of  respect  and  preference.  His 
"Reunited"  has  given  birth  to  a  mutually  loyal  and 
national  adhesion,  which  the  powers  of  darkness 
and  death  cannot  sever.  Never  before,  or  since, 
was  a  clergyman  so  heartily  loved  by  a  reunited 
country.  America,  the  home  of  the  brave,  smiled 
with  approbation  on  his  patriotic  endeavors  to 
cement  a  union  that  would  beget  power  and 
strength.  If  it  be  true  that  "it  takes  a  brave  and 
courageous  man  to  acknowledge  a  defeat,"  then 
"The  Conquered  Banner"  marks  its  author  as  one 
of  Old  Glory's  fondest  children. 

It  is  the  unanimous  opinion  of  able  critics  that 
the  works  of  an  author  reflect  his  character  and 
the  secret  wanderings  of  his  soul.  The  extent 
of  this  "mental  wandering"  is  determined  by  the 
individual's  position  in  life.  The  priest  is  per- 
mitted to  stray  alone  into  fields  that  are  suitable 
to  his  holy  calling.  He  is  left  to  himself  to  retire 
alone  with  God  that  he  may  prepare  for  the  per- 
fect accomplishment  of  his  sacred  mission.  To 
the  poet  is  assigned  the  obligation  of  pleasing 
the  mind  of  man  by  beauty  of  expression  and  rare 
conceptions  of  esthetic  charms.  From  the  patriot 
a  nation  expects  the  staunchest  support  in  the 
hour  of  visitation.  She  relies  entirely  on  his  cour- 
ageous actions,  his  wise  foresight,  and  his  sound 
and  solid  fidelity.  She  demands  from  him  a  love 
for  country  more  devoted  and  pure  than  that  for 
his  life. 

If,  then,  the  writings  of  a  poet  can  be  used 
as  a  mirror  of  his  heart,  the  works  of  Father 
Ryan  have  earned  for  him  the  glorious  crown  of 
immortal  remembrance.  For  of  all  the  Ameri- 
can Catholic  Priests  that  have  entered  on  the 
stage  of  memory,  none  have  fulfilled  their 
"dramatis  personae"  with  more  noble  action  and 
beauteous  expression. 

Sleep,  holy  child  of  action,  song,  and  prayer ! 
Priest,   poet,  patriot — distinctions   rare 
Adorn,  like  starry  gems,  thy  threefold   fame. 
Earth  holds  thy  ashes,  mold,  and  frame; 
Thy  radiant  memory  man,   thy  soul  Great   God   doth 
claim. 


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AMERICA'S  DUTY  IN  THE  WORLD  CRISIS 

By  THOMAS  B.  AUSTIN,  '16 


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GERMANY  has  made  overtures  of  peace ;  but 
the  Allies  have  shown  no  readiness  to 
accept  them.  Evidently  the  warring  nations  view 
each  other  with  extreme  distrust.  Out  of  the 
midst  of  the  world-struggle,  a  slogan  has  been 
raised  in  Stentorian  tones  of  manifold  intensity, 
and  has  been  echoed  and  re-echoed  on  the  ears 
of  the  entire  human  race  with  multiform  rever- 
beration. Nation  after  nation  has  re-iterated  the 
cry.  The  Balkans  shout  the  word  to  the  Alps, 
the  Alps  send  the  report  across  the  Atlantic  to 
the  Alleghenies,  and  the  Alleghenies  transmit  the 
message  across  a  continent  to  the  Rockies  of  the 
Pacific  Slope.  These  world-involving  echoes 
have  made  this  cry  of  suffering,  yet  courage- 
ous, humanity  a  proverb — the  cry,  "Prepared- 
ness!" 

Manifestly,  we  have  here  a  problem  to  be 
solved  and  a  lesson  to  be  learned.  The  problem 
of  preparedness  is  still  the  pressing  one  in  the 
actual  business  of  life  to-day.  Not  only  does 
every  newspaper,  every  magazine,  every  conver- 
sation, force  the  subject  upon  our  attention,  but 
the  word  "Preparedness"  has  become  the  catch- 
word of  the  day.  In  like  manner,  "Efficiency" 
was  the  catchword  a  little  earlier;  and  "Expan- 
sion," the  favorite  motto  in  the  difficulty  with 
Spain.  All  three  words  have  been  given  the 
utmost  variety  and  diversity  of  application.  They 
have  been  employed  in  the  most  unexpected  cases, 
and  have  been  used  in  respect  to  subjects  the 
most  distant  from  the  original  idea.  And  so  it 
happens  in  the  present  day  that  we  can  scarcely 
look  at  an  advertisement  without  our  eye  being 
arrested  by  the  emphatic  expression,  "Prepared- 
ness !" 

There  is  no  escape,  then,  from  the  urgency 
of  the  problem.  Conditions,  alas!  show  there  is 
equally  none  from  the  exigency  of  the  facts. 
What  does  the  present  state  of  the  world  reveal? 
Nation  rises  against  nation,  civilization  against 
civilization.  Science,  that  ought  to  be  a  blessing 
to  mankind  both  in  speculation  and  practice,  is 
engaged  in  devising  munitions  of  terrific  destruc- 


tion. Europe  is  one  hideous  panorama  of  car- 
nage. Everywhere  is  the  desolation  of  death. 
A  nation  yet  at  peace  awaits  only  to  be  drawn 
into  the  horrible  maelstrom.  Hence  the  urgency 
of  the  question:  Are  we  prepared  to  save  our 
beloved  country  from  being  involved  in  the  fate 
that  has  overtaken  the  best  civilizations  of 
Europe? 

As  there  are  opposing  views  on  this  subject, 
one  is  easily  misled  into  the  error  of  extremes. 
To  avoid  this  mistake,  let  us  obtain  a  distinct 
view  of  our  own  theme.  Let  us  review  care- 
fully the  succession  of  alternatives  and  locate  our 
thought  by  the  precision  of  definition.  A  sane 
preparedness  is  the  golden  mean  between  the 
extremes  of  Pacifism  and  Militarism.  The 
Pacifist  advocates  peace  at  any  price — the  ultra- 
doctrine  of  non-resistance.  "Better,"  cries  he, 
"a  flag  stained  with  mud  than  with  blood !"  The 
Militarist,  on  the  other  hand,  advocates  soldier 
citizenship — for  every  citizen  compulsory  service 
in  the  army — munitions  and  armaments  on  every 
hand  to  sustain  an  aggressive  dominance  over  the 
rest  of  the  world. 

But  sane  preparedness  avoids  both  these  errors. 
In  opposition  to  the  Pacifist,  it  allows  no  insult, 
injustice,  or  invasion  from  another  country.  In 
opposition  to  the  Militarist,  it  assumes  no  offen- 
sive attitude.  It  reveres  our  country's  sacred  soil 
and  sacred  ideals,  and  regards  as  equally  hal- 
lowed the  patriotism  of  other  peoples.  It  per- 
mits no  aggression  from  others  and  attempts  no 
aggression  of  itself. 

With  this  understanding  of  the  nature  of  true 
Preparedness,  our  next  inquiry  is  into  the  means 
and  sources  of  securing  it.  These  are  three- fold : 
Physical,  Mental,  and  Spiritual  Preparedness. 

Physical  preparedness  can  readily  be  supplied 
by  adapting  the  universal  military  training  system 
to  our  gymnasium  work.  Most  boys  have  a  love 
for  outdoor  exercises.  This  natural  taste  can 
surely  be  rendered  available  and  be  further  devel- 
oped in  the  military  camp  as  part  of  their  training. 
The  essence  of  education  is  to  adapt  us  to  meet 


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the  demands  of  life,  to  give  us  power  over  our 
environment,  to  make  our  circumstances,  not  hind- 
rances, but  helps.  When  a  boy  finds  that  the 
development  of  his  natural  physical  tastes  and 
activities  is  his  education,  when  he  finds  that  his 
education  is  adapting  him  to  his  country's  needs — 
what  an  enjoyment  will  be  his  task! 

Mental  Preparedness,  the  next  stage,  belongs 
to  a  far  higher  plane.  Woe  unto  the  man  or 
nation  that  puts  faith  in  mere  brute  force !  They 
acknowledge  at  once  the  low  level  on  which  they 
live.  Many  of  the  difficulties  of  the  world  arise 
from  confusion  of  thought. 

Let  our  education  ever  make  its  prime  aim 
to  teach  all  to  think  justly,  distinctly,  and  dis- 
passionately. To  shun  the  warpings  of  prejudice 
as  a  breeder  of  danger  to  the  nations  at  large. 
In  prejudice  and  confusion  of  thought  lie  the 
germs  of  the  pestilence  of  war  that  ever  threatens 
the  world.  Let  the  just,  unprejudiced  thinker  be 
rewarded,  instead  of  punished  as  has  been  his  lot. 

But  the  fundamental  preparedness  must  be 
moral  and  religious.  No  country  can  be  thor- 
oughly prepared  where  religion  is  banished  from 
its  institutions  of  learning.  The  youth  of  to-day 
is  the  man  of  to-morrow.  He  must  put  on  the 
armor  of  God  that  he  may  exist  in  the  evil  day. 
When  our  citizens  are  taught  that  might  does 
not  make  right,  when  they  love  justice  and  truth 
for  their  own  sake,  when  the  precepts  of  the 
Sermon  on  the  Mount  become  second  nature  to 
them,  a  war  of  aggression  will  be  impossible. 
When  they  know  that  all  authority  is  from  God, 
then  they  will  hold  their  country's  liberty  as  a 
sacred  trust  and  will  rise  up  when  their  nation 
calls  to  resist  an  invading  foe.  Uprightness  of 
character  and  Faith  in  God  make  the  chief  bul- 
warks of  a  nation.    These  will  overawe  any  foe. 


The  need  of  preparedness,  then,  has  been 
shown  by  facts  more  striking  and  convincing  than 
any  demonstration.  Only  a  few  years  ago  self- 
complacent  culture  declared  that  war  belonged 
to  the  barbarous  past  and  was  impossible  to  our 
enlightened  age.  Then  came  the  mighty  cata- 
clysm involving  the  most  advanced  nations  of 
Europe — a  startling  disproof  of  these  self-gratu- 
lating  statements.  So-called  culture,  then,  is  not 
the  remedy.  Mutual  understanding  between 
nations,  produced  through  travel  and  intercourse, 
was  likewise  claimed  as  a  panacea  against  war. 
But  our  own  Civil  War  was  fought  between  men 
who  lived  together  in  the  same  country,  spoke  the 
same  language,  and  had  intermarried  into  each 
other's  families.  The  enormous  cost  of  war,  the 
colossal  devastation  of  modern  munitions, — have 
all  been  urged  as  insuperable  obstacles  to  modern 
warfare.  But  the  stubborn  fact  remains  that 
modern  warfare  exists.  And  war  will  ever  exist 
while  man  remains  in  his  present  imperfect  state. 
The  true  remedy  is  to  reduce  the  causes  of  war 
to  a  minimum  by  the  control  of  proper  intel- 
lectual and  religious  education,  and  to  be  pre- 
pared to  meet  the  irreducible  residue  by  the 
requisite  physical  training. 

Our  hope,  our  wish,  our  prayer,  then,  is  that 
we  shall  have  a  sound,  noble,  all-round  prepared- 
ness. Our  preparedness  must  be,  not  for  aggres- 
sion, but  for  necessary  self-defense.  Still  bet- 
ter, may  our  preparedness  be  transformed  into 
an  international  helpfulness  and  service!  May 
we  ever  continue  our  tradition  of  guardianship, 
so  beautifully  exemplified  in  our  relations  with 
our  sister  Republic,  Cuba!  May  the  watchword 
of  this  coming  year  be  for  all  nations — Inter- 
national Service! 


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THACKERAY'S  TRIBUTE  TO  WASHINGTON 


By  ARTHUR  B.  MAXWELL,  '18 


Unus  homo  nobis  restituit  rem. — Cicero. 

What  bard  sublime  will  sing  in  eternal  strains 
the  national  leader  of  America?  Ancient  Greece 
and  Rome  have  adorned  the  deeds  of  their  heroes 
with  all  the  heightening  of  poetic  imagination 
and  in  the  most  exquisitely  cultivated  verse. 
Spain,  France,  and  Germany,  though  lacking  suc- 
cessful Art-Epics,  have  an  abundant  growth  of 
Folk-Epics.  In  these  shine,  with  immortal  luster, 
the  exploits  of  the  Cid,  of  Roland,  and  of  Sieg- 
fried. England,  it  is  true,  possesses  in  Paradise 
Lost  an  Art-Epic  of  classic  distinction.  But 
Milton  has  taken  for  his  chief  personage,  not  a 
national  hero,  but  a  world  figure — Adam,  the 
Father  of  Mankind.  In  spite  of  Milton's  marvel- 
ous effort,  then,  England,  with  respect  to  our 
present  theme,  falls  into  the  Folk-Epic  class,  with 
her  Beowulf  and  King  Arthur. 

We  have  seen,  then,  that  other  nations  possess 
an  Iliad,  an  Aeneid,  an  Arthuriad.  Even  the 
despised  disciples  of  the  great  Duns  Scotus, 
through  the  unjust  prejudices  of  the  Renaissance, 
have  been  celebrated  in  the  Dunciad.  So  the 
question  naturally  arises,  where  is  our  Washing- 
toniad?  The  fortune  of  the  greatest  of  American 
presidents  resembles  the  fortune  of  the  greatest 
of  Saxon  monarchs.  Each  is  held  in  the  high- 
est veneration ;  yet  each  remains  unsung. 
Charlemagne  and  Alfred  the  Great  flourished  but 
a  century  apart.  Yet  the  former  is  sung  in  the 
glowing  raptures  of  poetry,  the  latter  is  con- 
signed to  the  cold  prose  of  history. 

It  may  be  that  the  American  people  do  not 
take  kindly  to  the  epical  species  of  composition. 
Our  one  Epic — Joel  Barlow's  Columbiad,  writ- 
ten over  a  century  ago — remains  in  oblivion. 
Nevertheless,  the  subject  is  altogether  an  admir- 
able one.  Columbus  is  the  most  epic  character 
in  modern  history.  The  discovery  of  a  new 
continent,  with  all  its  vital  consequences  to 
the  very  existence  of  new  nations,  is  an  event 
of  unrivaled  epic  magnitude.  It  demands  a  colos- 
sal memorial.  This  want  is  being  supplied  by 
his  devoted  followers — the  Noble  Knights.  Their 
Columbiad  is  issued  in  installments  perpetually 


renewed,  and  promises  to  rival  the  huge  propor- 
tions of  the  Ramayana  and  the  Mahabharata. 

That  no  epic  poet  has  arisen  in  our  land,  how- 
ever, is  no  reason  why  our  historical  novelists 
should  have  devoted  so  little  space  to  the  greatest 
American  citizen.  The  first  place  in  the  hearts 
of  his  countrymen  always  was  and  always  will 
be  reserved  for  no  other  than  Washington.  Hence 
we  should  like  to  see  the  Father  of  our  country 
celebrated  in  a  manner  worthy  of  his  revered 
name  in  the  pages  of  our  national  literature. 
Fenimore  Cooper,  indeed,  introduces  him  into 
The  Spy.  But  while  in  that  book  we  get  to 
know  Harvey  Birch  with  intimate  sympathy, 
Washington  is  presented  in  the  most  distant 
manner. 

It  is  a  curious  instance  of  the  irony  of  cir- 
cumstances, that  an  Englishman  has  written  the 
most  real,  the  most  intimate,  and  most  sym- 
pathetic account  of  Washington  I  have  ever  read. 
This  author  is  one  of  the  few  English  novelists 
of  supreme  rank — William  Makepeace  Thack- 
eray. The  novel  in  which  he  gives  this  masterly 
portrayal  of  Washington  is  The  Virginians — ^the 
sequel  of  Henry  Esmond.  In  this  work,  which 
is  the  author's  sole  American  novel,  the  twin- 
brothers,  known  as  the  "Virginians,"  are  the 
grandsons  of  Henry  Esmond,  who  settled  in  Vir- 
ginia after  the  fall  of  the  Stuarts,  A  neighbor 
and  intimate  friend  of  this  family  is  the  young 
Washington. 

Thackeray  here  enters  upon  a  period  whose 
manners  he  appreciates  in  the  highest  degree  and 
whose  customs  he  paints  in  the  liveliest  colors. 
During  this  time  occurred  the  early  difficulties 
of  the  colonists  with  the  French  and  Indians  and 
the  subsequent  estrangement  from  the  mother 
country.  Here  our  author  discovers  keen  knowl- 
edge of  our  early  history  and  familiarity  with 
those  noble  traits  of  Washington's  character  that 
we  have  associated  with  his  name  from  our 
earliest  reading.  The  efforts  of  the  young  Major 
to  check  the  inroads  of  the  French ;  his  struggles 
with  the  Indians ;  his  long  journey  in  behalf  of 
the  Government  through  perilous  forests  in  the 


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midit  of  winter  from  the  heart  of  Virginia  to 
the  shores  of  Lake  Erie  and  back ;  his  services 
as  aid-de-camp  to  Braddock;  and,  finally,  the 
many  bitter  battles  of  the  war, — all  these  are  con- 
ceived by  a  master  at  once  of  the  illusion  of  the 
novelist  and  of  the  reality  of  the  historian. 

In  no  other  writer  have  I  met  a  truer  and 
nobler  character  depicted.  He  sums  up  and  gives 
us  his  regard  for  Washington  when  he  says, 
"Every  one  who  knows  Mr.  Washington  knows 
that  he  will  do  his  duty."  What  finer  tribute 
could  be  given  any  man !  Throughout  the  story 
every  act  of  Washington's  is  one  of  self-sacri- 
fice— of  love  for  his  fellow-citizens  and  for  his 
country.  Our  hero  thus  beautifully  exemplifies 
the  principles  laid  down  of  old  by  Cicero  as  the 
characteristics  of  a  true  statesman. 

Thackeray's  portrayal  of  the  almost  insur- 
mountable obstacles  that  beset  the  commander-in- 
chief  of  the  continental  army  from  those  who 
should  have  been  his  staunchest  supporters  (as  if 
he  had  not  troubles  enough  to  contend  with  other- 
wise !)  moves  us  to  wish  that  we  could  have  been 
there  to  help  the  silent,  sorrowful  man.  How 
true  is  it  that  only  the  great  do  not  succumb  to 
the  uses  of  adversity!  "To  endure  is  greater 
than  to  dare;  to  tire  out  hostile  fortune;  to  be 
daunted  by  no  difficulty;  to  keep  heart  when  all 


have  lost  it;  to  go  through  intrigue  spotless;  and 
to  forego  ambition  when  the  end  is  gained — who 
can  say  this  is  not  greatness?"  Such  is  the  per- 
fect eulogy  the  great  English  novelist  bestows 
on  the  great  American  patriot.  It  does  equal 
honor  to  both. 

The  Virginians  has  never  yet  taken  rank  either 
as  a  standard  classic  or  as  a  popular  favorite 
alongside  of  our  author's  Big  Four — Vanity  Fair, 
Pendennis,  The  Newcomes,  and  Henry  Esmond. 
Yet  it  is  difficult  to  assign  a  reason  why  it  should 
be  so  little  read  and  so  seldom  mentioned  by 
critics  and  novel-readers.  It  is  probably  because 
our  author's  besetting  fault  of  a  tendency  to  dis- 
cursive rambling  here  runs  away  with  him,  as  it 
does  in  The  Adventures  of  Philip.  It  is  a  sin- 
gular circumstance,  well  worthy  of  remark,  that 
Henry  Esmond  should  be  the  most  compactly 
built  of  Thackeray's  stories  and  its  sequel.  The 
Virginians,  should  be  the  loosest  in  structure. 
As  for  ourselves,  however,  we  have  no  hesita- 
tion in  making  The  Virginians  one  of  our 
author's  Big  Five.  Not  a  page  is  vacant  or  dull ; 
its  characters  are  alive;  it  is  admirably  adapted 
to  desultory  reading.  It  should,  indeed,  be  a 
favorite  of  every  American  who  loves  and 
honors  the  Father  of  his  country — George 
Washington. 


ARNOLD'S  FATE 

(Sonnet) 
By  JOHN  V.  DOMMINEY,  '17 

Ambition  fills  the  heart  with  high  desires ! 

Blest  be  the  man  when  that  ambition's  just, 

And  in  the  grace  of  Heaven  doth  place  his  trust, 

Which,^  from  above  descending,  more  inspires. 

Touches  our  hearts ;  for  sounds  from  angel  choirs 

Our  souls  can  hear,  though  humankind  is  dust. 

Benedict  Arnold !  pity  and  disgust 

Commingle  with  thy  name — great  midst  our  sires ! 

For  false  Ambition  born  in  Envy's  pale 

At  Treachery's  dark  pool  his  thirst  would  slake; 

As  Judas,  who  gave  up  his  Lord  for  sale 

And  spurned  his  God  for  tainted  silver's  sake. 

Thou  diedst  an  exile !  little  we  avail 

When  honor,  justice,  God  we  all  forsake. 


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THE  COUNTER-TRICK 


By  JOSEPH  W.  PAQUETTE,  '20 


ONE  evening,  early  in  November,  I  arrived 
home  from  the  office  a  little  later  than 
usual  and  was  told  that  our  club  president  Eddie 
Williams  had  called  me  up  on  the  telephone  half 
an  hour  before.    He  wanted  me  to  go  down  to 


"KisTiouse  after  supper  and  told  my  mother,  who 
answered  the  'phone,  that  there  was  something 
special  in  connection  with  the  club  that  he 
wished  to  discuss  with  the  members  and  for  that 
reason  was  trying  to  have  us  all  meet  in  his  house 
that  night. 

About  a  year  before  this  a  number  of  us  boys 
who  had  been  chums  during  our  school  days  and 
had  graduated  from  high  school  the  same  year 
formed  a  club  calling  ourselves  the  "Happy  Five." 
Eddie  Williams  had  been  elected  our  first  presi- 
dent and  it  was  in  his  house  that  we  were  accus- 
tomed to  hold  our  meetings,  using  his  den  for  a 
club  room. 

After  supper  I  hurried  over  to  Eddie's  and 
found  the  rest  of  the  boys  already  there.  Art 
Thompson,  the  picture  of  ease,  was  reclining 
his  six  feet  of  length  on  a  morris-chair  before 
the  fireplace;  Bill  Ryan  and  Eddie  were  sitting 
at  the  table  with  an  open  paper  before  them  read- 
ing it  with  unusual  interest,  while  Jack  Stanley 
was  busily  engaged  making  life  miserable  for  the 
ease-loving  Art.  It  took  Eddie  but  a  very  short 
time  to  acquaint  me  with  the  purpose  of  the 
meeting.  The  Evening  Standard  had  announced 
that  evening  a  popularity  contest  to  be  held  dur- 
ing the  six  weeks  preceding  New  Year's,  which 
they  called  the  New  Year's  contest.  Each  issue 
of  the  paper  was  to  contain  a  coupon  with  blanks 
for  name  and  address,  which,  when  turned  in  to 
the  contest  editor,  counted  one  vote  for  the  one 
whose  name  was  on  it.  To  the  one  receiving  the 
greatest  number  of  votes  would  be  given  at  the 
end  of  the  contest  a  valuable  victrola  which  was 
already  placed  on  exhibition  in  the  show  window 
of  Walton's  drug-store.  Eddie  saw  the  announce- 
ment early  that  evening  and  thought  at  once  of 
having  the  club  enter  the  contest.  With  char- 
acteristic promptness  he  called  us  together  to  get 


our  consent  to  enter  the   club's   name   and   to 
secure  our  help  in  the  work  of  collecting  votes. 

At  first,  we  felt  rather  doubtf^  about  our  pros- 
pects of  winning  and  were,  C(^nsequently,  not  so 
very  enthusiastic  about  undertaking  a  thing  that 
required  so  much  hard  work.  After  discussing 
the  matter  for  a  while,  however,  we  grew  more 
confident  and  finally  agreed  to  Eddie's  proposal. 
We  realized  that  the  club  would  have  some 
formidable  competitors  to  beat  in  order  to  win  so 
valuable  a  prize,  which  meant  that  we  should 
have  to  work  very  hard  for  the  next  six  weeks. 
Even  Art  showed  signs  of  energy  and  suggested 
that  we  see  as  many  of  our  friends  as  possible 
that  night  and  get  them  working  for  us.  The 
meeting  thereupon  broke  up  and  our  vote-getting 
campaign  was  on. 

During  the  first  week  everyone  worked  hard 
and  when  the  week's  results  came  out  Saturday 
night  we  had  the  satisfaction  of  seeing  our  name 
the  second  on  the  list.  Archie  Wallace,  a  high 
school  classmate  of  ours,  held  first  place  with  a 
total  of  3568  votes  to  our  3495. 

Archie  was  the  son  of  a  wealthy  manufacturer 
and  had  been  a  prominent  figure  in  athletics  dur- 
ing his  high  school  career.  It  was  his  ambition 
to  be  captain  of  the  football  team  and  when  Bill 
defeated  him  in  the  election  for  that  office  he 
felt  as  though  he  had  been  done  an  injury.  The 
ill  feeling  between  him  and  Bill  that  grew  out 
of  the  election  finally  broke  out  into  an  open 
quarrel  on  the  football  field  with  the  result  that 
he  was  put  off  the  team.  He  never  forgave  Bill 
for  this ;  and,  when  he  heard  of  our  entering  the 
contest,  he  also  entered,  not  so  much  because  he 
wanted  to  win  the  prize,  but  in  order  to  be 
revenged  on  Bill  by  preventing  us  from  win- 
ning it. 

The  second  week  we  did  better  and  piled  up 
a  total  of  7386,  but  Archie  still  clung  to  the  top 
of  the  list  with  7509  votes  to  his  credit.  The 
other  competitors  were  so  far  below  us  that  they 
could  have  no  hope  at  all  of  winning,  and  after 
the  second  week  they  began  to  drop  out.     As 


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these  smaller  contestants  withdrew  our  totals 
became  correspondingly  larger,  but  neither  of  us 
was  able  to  gain  on  the  other  by  any  consider-  , 
able  amount.  First  one  was  ahead  and  then  the 
other,  and  the  last  week  began  with  the  vote 
25,659  to  24,897  in  the  club's  favor. 

The  last  week  had  scarcely  begun  when  it 
became  known  that  Archie  was  buying  up  what 
votes  he  could  not  get  otherwise,  and  we  saw 
that  the  contest  was  likely  to  develop  into  an 
auction  at  which  the  one  who  could  buy  the  most 
votes  would  win  the  victrola.  In  order  to  win 
under  these  conditions  it  would  cost  us  more 
than  the  prize  was  worth  and  we  had  no  money 
to  spend  so  foolishly.  Eddie  refused  to  be  dis- 
couraged and  urged  us  to  work  harder  than  ever 
during  the  few  days  remaining  although  we  felt 
more  like  giving  up  in  disgust.  We  had  up  to 
this  time  been  collecting  the  votes  and  sending 
them  in  each  one  as  he  received  them,  but  this 
week  Eddie  asked  us  to  bring  them  all  to  him 
that  he  might  have  the  honor  as  president  of  the 
club  of  personally  turning  in  our  last  lot  of  votes. 
He  had  worked  so  hard  during  the  past  five 
weeks  that  we  gladly  agreed  to  do  this  for  him 
in  return,  and  by  Saturday  had  turned  in  to  him 
between  six  and  seven  thousand  votes. 

The  paper  announced  that  they  would  place 
the  name  of  the  winner  on  the  blackboard  in 
their  office-window  as  soon  as  the  votes  were  all 
counted.  The  contest  closed  at  five  o'clock  and 
before  six  the  five  of  us  had  taken  up  a  position 
before  the  window  where  a  crowd  soon  gathered. 
About  half  past  six  there  was  a  stir  in  the  office 
and  a  clerk  walked  up  to  the  window  and  took 
down  the  blackboard.  He  wrote  rapidly  on  it  for 
a  few  moments  and  placed  it  in  the  window 
again,  where  to  my  disgust  I  saw  the  name  of 
our  rival  Archie  Wallace.  I  turned  to  Eddie  to 
see  how  he  took  our  defeat.  He  had  his  heart 
and  soul  in  the  contest  and  I  was  sure  that  he 
would  feel  greatly  disappointed  over  our  failure 
to  win ;  but,  on  the  contrary,  he  seemed  to  be 
delighted. 

"Come  down  to  the  house,  fellows,"  he  said, 
"I  want  to  have  a  talk  with  you  all." 

We   went   with  him  a  very   gloomy   looking 


bunch.    When  we  were  all  seated  around  the  fire- 
place he  said : 

"Well,  boys,  how  do  you  feel  about  the 
contest  ?" 

"I  for  one,"  said  Bill,  "feel  that  Wallace  has 
played  us  a  mean  trick  by  buying  up  the  contest. 
We  could  have  won  easily  if  it  was  not  for  that." 

"You  shouldn't  feel  that  way  towards  him, 
especially  since  he  was  so  kind  as  to  make  me  a 
present  of  enough  money  to  buy  a  victrola  for 
the  club  even  better  than  the  one  he  has  won." 

"You're  joking,"  said  Jack,  "or  else  he  is  suf- 
fering from  an  attack  of  insanity  and  ought  to 
see  a  brain  doctor.  If  he  did  as  you  say,  he  could 
not  possibly  have  been  in  his  right  mind." 

"I  think  he  is  perfectly  sane,  but  he  probably 
does  not  realize  that  he  made  us  this  present. 
This  is  how  he  came  to  do  it.  When  I  asked 
you  at  the  first  of  the  week  to  let  me  turn  in 
the  votes  I  had  something  else  in  mind  besides 
satisfying  my  vanity.  As  soon  as  Archie  started 
to  buy  up  votes  I  realized  that  we  didn't  have 
a  chance  in  the  world  to  beat  him.  But  I  thought 
of  this  plan  to  punish  him  for  the  mean  advant- 
age he  was  taking  of  us  and  at  the  same  time 
to  get  a  victrola  for  the  club.  Friday  night  I 
made  up  a  good-sized  bundle  of  blank  paper  and 
labeled  it  in  large  letters  10,000  votes.  I  carried 
this  bundle  down  to  the  newspaper  office  and 
turned  it  in,  taking  good  care  to  let  everyone 
I  met  see  what  was  written  on  the  label.  I  then 
took  the  votes  that  you  had  turned  in  to  me  and 
brought  them  to  a  friend  of  mine,  asking  him  to 
offer  them  for  sale  to  Archie  Wallace.  As  I  had 
calculated  Archie  heard  that  I  had  turned  in 
10,000  votes  Friday  night,  which  'was  much  more 
than  he  could  hope  to  collect.  When  my  friend 
offered  to  sell  him  our  votes,  he  was  only  too 
glad  to  buy  and  paid  a  hundred  dollars  for  the 
lot.  I  think  that  with  this  sum  in  our  possession 
we  need  not  want  for  a  victrola  very  long." 

New  Year's  day  we  presented  ourselves  with 
our  long-hoped-for  victrola  and  installed  it  in  our 
club  room.  Archie  Wallace  received  his  prize 
from  the  newspaper  and  everyone  believes  that 
he  won  the  contest,  but  you  can  never  make  the 
Happy  Five  believe  it. 


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THE  RAVING 

(Before  Greek — After  Poe) 

By  JOSEPH  L.  O'REILLY,  '20 

Once  upon  a  midday  dreary,  while  I  wandered  weak  and  weary, 
Through  the  quaint  and  curious  volumes  of  the  ancient  Grecian  lore, 
While  in  doubt  I  hesitated,  hopelessly  I  would  translate  it — 
All  the  tommyrot  I  hated,  which  I'd  seen  so  oft  before, 
Seen  and  fought — and  wished  I  hadn't  !■ — many,  many  times  before. 
Silly  trash  and  nothing  more ! 

"What,"  I  muttered,  sadly  sighing,  "what,  oh!  what's  the  use  of  trying, 

Trying  to  translate  that  'lying'  ?  Tell  me,  tell  me,  I  implore !" 
To  the  teacher  turned  I  speaking,  "Must  I  ever  thus  go  seeking. 
In  things  alien  vainly  peeking  as  to  gods  I  don't  adore. 
In  things  wild  and  weird  and  alien  as  to  gods  I'll  ne'er  adore  ?" 
Quoth  the  teacher,  "Evermore!" 

Would  these  gods  might  then  defend  us !  would  they  had  a  "trot"  to  lend  us  1 
Can  I  find  in  what  they  send  us,  as  I  look  it  o'er  and  o'er, 
Something  serving  as  translation,  rend'ring  it  sans  hesitation 
With  the  gods'  co-operation?    Ne'er,  oh,  ne'er!  I  gently  swore. 
When  I  get  it,  I'll  regret  it — some  poor  meaning  I'll  deplore. 
Wretched  meaning  I'll  deplore ! 

Deep  into  the  lesson  plunging,  in  my  desperation  lunging 
Right  and  left,  with  eyes  and  feelings,  like  a  lunatic  I  tore ; 

Picked  out  this  word,  picked  out  that  one,  dodged  a  hard  one,  then  went  back  one. 
Tried  to  keep  my  thinking-cap  on,  though  all  maddened  to  the  core ! 
Tried  to  shun  examination,  though  so  saddened  to  the  core — 
Maddened,  saddened,  sick  and  sore ! 

Thus  I  sat  engaged  in  guessing,  but  no  syllable  expressing 
To  the  teacher  whose  words  pressing  burned  into  my  bosom's  core. 
Presently  my  heart  grew  stronger ;  hesitating  then  no  longer, 
Said  I,  "O  thou  Grecian  monger !  your  forgiveness  I  implore ; 
But  the  fact  is  I  was  napping,  and  I  did  not  hear  you  rapping, 
Rapping  for  me  to  continue  with  this  truly  ancient  bore, 
That  I  scarce  was  sure  I  heard  you" — here  at  me  distinct  he  swore — 
Softly,  but  distinctly,  swore ! 

All  my  heart  within  me  aching  at  my  miserable  faking 
Tells  me  next  year  I'll  be  breaking  all  my  records  as  of  yore. 
Though  I  flunk  examination,  though  I've  almost  lost  my  reason. 
Yet  I  know  again  next  season  I'll  pursue  it  all  once  more — 
Do  it  over  every  session,  just  as  I  have  done  before — 

Do  it  thus  FOREVERMORE  ! 


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IN  GRATEFUL  APPRECIATION 


IN  venturing  into  the  field  of  college  jour- 
nalism— a  novel  experiment  to  us — we 
naturally  felt  considerable  diffidence.  The 
ViLLANOVAN,  howcvcr,  Contrary  to  our  fears  yet 
in  accordance  with  our  hopes,  has  met  a  kindly 
reception  from  our  own  Alumni,  from  other  col- 
lege magazines,  and  from  the  general  public. 
There  has,  indeed,  been  criticism;  but,  in  the 
main,  it  has  taken  the  form  of  helpful  sugges- 
tion.   Hence  we  feel  greatly  encouraged  to  pro- 


ceed in  the  path  we  have  marked  out  for  our- 
selves. To  reach  the  goal  we  have  in  view,  we 
shall  make  every  endeavor,  not  only  to  fulfil  our 
own  ideal,  but  also  to  remedy  the  errors  and 
supply  the  deficiencies  pointed  out  by  our  friendly 
censors.  We  wish,  therefore,  to  express  our  most 
hearty  gratitude  for  the  favor  and  suggestion 
we  have  received  from  our  readers  and  patrons. 


John  V.  Domminey,  '17. 


PATRIOTISM 


THERE  are  times  in  the  life  of  a  nation  when 
love  for  it  is  manifested  by  daring  and 
heroic  ventures ;  when  men  seek  the  bubble  repu- 
tation even  at  the  cannon's  mouth;  when  men 
risk  everything  for  one  little  leaf  of  the  laurel  of 
Victory.  These  great  exploits  are  in  time  of 
crisis  required,  and  he  would  be  but  a  poltroon 
who  would  refuse  to  place  himself  in  whatever 
position  demands  the  highest  quality  of  courage 
and  bravery.  However,  we  cannot  justly  measure 
true  citizenship  at  such  moments.     It  is  rather 


when  the  campfires  have  burned  out,  and  the 
fathers  with  their  wives  and  children  gather 
around  the  hearth-stone;  when  the  beat  of  the 
drum  and  the  tread  of  the  martial  force  are  lost 
in  the  quiet,  peaceful  music  of  the  home;  when 
the  roar  and  excitement  of  battle  are  over  and 
the  great  calm  ensues — that  we  can  judge  a  man's 
worth.  Then  we  may  estimate  his  value  as  a 
citizen. 

God  Himself  placed  in  our  bosom  the  seeds  of 
patriotism.    It  is  part  of  our  very  nature  to  love 


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our  Fatherland.  In  the  patriarchal  days  God 
explicitly  promised  broad  lands  and  the  fullness 
thereof.  "All  the  land  which  thou  seest  I  will 
give  to  thee  and  to  thy  seed  forever,"  Gen.  XIII, 
15.  He  encouraged  the  growth  of  that  seed  of 
patriotism  which  He  had  implanted  in  His  chil- 
dren's hearts.  He  gave  them  vast  lands  for  their 
own  that  their  affections  might  be  fixed  upon 
them.  He  bade  Moses  lead  his  chosen  people  out 
of  the  land  of  Egypt,  out  of  the  house  of  bond- 
age, into  the  Land  of  Promise  flowing  with  milk 
and  honey.  To  tear  ourselves  away  from  devo- 
tion to  our  Fatherland,  to  smother  within  us  the 
voice  of  patriotism,  is  to  degrade  the  notion  of 
family  life  and  to  eradicate  all  loyalty  to  that 
primary  unit  of  human  society. 

What  can  life  be,  what  can  the  history  of  our 
nation  be  without  loyalty,  without  a  brotherly 
support  of  one  another  ?  When  that  great  virtue 
goes  from  our  nation  (and  remember  it  starts 
with  the  individual!),  we  deliberately  tear  down 
the  strongest  citadel  reared  against  foreign 
powers  and  open  wide  our  ports  with  an  alluring 
invitation  for  all  to  enter  therein. 

Patriotism  is  the  life-blood  that  courses 
through  the  veins  of  our  nation.  It  is  this  blood 
which  brings  forth  love  and  devotion  to  one 
another  and  to  the  commonwealth.  It  is  this 
blood  which  brings  us  the  gifts  we  prize  far  above 
all  others, — peace  and  tranquillity.  It  is  this 
blood  which  comes  throbbing  through  the  national 
veins  with  a  spirit  of  protection  and  security. 
It  is  this  blood  which  cries  to  Heaven  that  the 
benediction  of  God  may  strengthen  us. 

In  assuming  this  attitude  we  do  not  stand  alone 
and  without  precedent.  Many  noble  men  have 
gone  before  us  and  have  done  their  great  and 
quiet  work.  They  have  forgotten  themselves  for 
others,  and  have  given  their  every  effort,  yea, 
their  very  lives  that  our  country  might  stand  at 
the  head  of  the  great  nations  of  the  earth. 

There  is  the  noble  figure  coming  up  before  us 
of  one  who  guided  the  destiny  of  our  nation  when 
it  was  yet  a  toddling  infant;  he  stood  on  guard 
as  America  crossed  through  the  most  dangerous 
fords  of  her  career,  and  guided  her  safely  past 
the  swift  torrents  that  threatened  to  engulf  her. 
He  stood  at  the  helm  when  she  was  a  new  nation 
and  needed  the  firm  hand  of  the  prudent  pilot. 
O,  what  devotion  and  love  he  showed !    What  a 


disinterested  statesman!  And  when  peace  had 
come,  when  the  great  storm  clouds  of  British 
oppression  cleared  away,  George  Washington 
crowned  his  noble  work  by  preferring  his  home 
to  the  leadership  of  the  nation  he  loved.  There 
is  that  plantation-owner  of  the  South,  Williams, 
who  has  shown  us  what  true  citizenship  means. 
A  messenger  came  to  notify  him  of  his  nomina- 
tion to  the  Governorship  of  South  Carolina,  and 
found  him,  not  in  the  political  arena  campaign- 
ing for  his  success,  but  busy  at  the  humble  work 
of  his  fields.  General  Putnam,  of  Connecticut, 
was  surprised  by  the  view  of  the  British  red- 
coats as  he  was  shaving  in  his  house,  and,  with- 
out waiting  to  complete  his  toilet,  buckled  on  his 
sword  and  galloped  to  his  neighbors  to  arouse 
them  against  the  approaching  foe. 

Grant,  at  the  conclusion  of  the  Civil  War,  in 
the  face  of  formidable  opposition,  decreed  that  the 
beaten  soldiers  of  the  South  should  take  with 
them  their  horses  of  war  and  turn  them  into  their 
torn  and  devastated  fields  that  the  spring  crops 
might  be  restored  again.  The  life  of  that  great- 
hearted statesman,  Abraham  Lincoln,  should  be 
a  lesson  to  us.  During  his  whole  momentous 
career  there  are  manifest  no  political  manipu- 
latings,  no  ambitious  schemes.  Humility,  sym- 
pathy with  the  weakest  and  most  despised  of  his 
fellow  men,  love  for  them  and  for  his  country, 
and  a  child-like  confidence  in  Divine  Providence 
made  him  the  great  man  he  was.  What  more 
need  we  say?  Such  illustrious  examples  speak 
volumes  for  themselves.  True  citizenship  is 
stripped  of  that  mean  little  longing  after  self- 
aggrandizement,  and  soars  aloft  to  noble,  God- 
like achievements. 

Are  we,  who  stand  to-day  in  the  ranks  of  a 
great  nation,  to  look  upon  these  wonderful  men, 
these  true  citizens,  merely  as  facts  in  history? 
No!  they  must  be  for  us  great  and  real  influ- 
ences in  our  lives.  To-day  our  country  needs 
true  citizens  even  more  than  in  those  days.  She 
is  threatened  to-day  with  a  menace  more  formi- 
dable than  a  war  with  a  foreign  nation  or  even 
an  internal  rebellion.  Socialism,  with  all  its 
insidious  methods,  stands  within  our  gates.  Like 
the  poisonous  serpent,  it  crawls  along  and  gradu- 
ally sinks  its  deadly  fangs  into  the  breasts  of  the 
working  people.  It  paints  glaring  pictures  that 
attract  the  eye  of  the  ignorant,  but  which  cannot 


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deceive  men  of  sound  and  unprejudiced  reason- 
ing. Religious  indifference  also  is  threatening  our 
land.  It  is  the  offspring  of  socialism  and  must 
be  present  for  the  final  success  of  that  deadly 
error. 

Education  is  our  greatest  hope  in  these  diffi- 
culties. Our  youth  must  be  trained  to  see  what 
is  best  for  the  progress  of  our  Fatherland.  The 
child  of  to-day  is  the  man  of  to-morrow.  If  we, 
as  Christian  educators,  fathers,  mothers,  and 
teachers,  fail  to  show  our  children  by  both  pre- 
cept and  example  what  true  citizenship  of  this 
great  United  States  means,  we  shall  fail  in  our 
duty,  we  shall  fail  in  the  greatest  human  mission 
on  earth,  we  shall  lose  the  fight  and  inevitably 
betray  our  country  into  the  enemy's  hands. 

O,  what  a  great  and  glorious  country  this  is 
and  what  opportunities  we  have  of  making  it  the 
greatest  moral  force  among  civil  powers !  The 
narrow  banner  of  religious  oppression  lies  torn 
and  forsaken  in  the  mire.    Christ's  Church  is  free 


to  come  forth  from  the  catacombs  and  stand  oti 
mountain-tops  and  preach  her  mission.  Christ's 
ministers  are  iree  to  send  forth  the  Savior's 
message  into  the  utmost  bounds  of  our  great 
country.  As  the  monks  in  the  middle  ages  pre- 
served the  world's  knowledge,  so  to-day  they  are 
free  to  increase  and  administer  it  unto  the  whole 
world. 

May  we,  then,  have  a  pride  and  love  of  country 
that  means  more  than  the  blast  of  the  trumpet, 
the  roar  of  the  cannon,  or  the  manipulation  of 
political  schemes.  May  our  men  and  women  be 
filled  with  a  pride  and  love  for  family  and  for 
country,  that  spurns  the  disgraceful  usages  so 
prevalent  in  domestic  life.  May  we  never,  then, 
contribute  towards  these  destructive  vices,  but 
rear  our  sons  and  daughters  that  they  may  be 
the  blessed  and  myriad  units  of  our  republic, 
which  shall  call  down  upon  it  the  complacency 
and  the  benediction  of  the  God  of  Heaven  and 
earth.  G.  A.  O'M. 


FAILURE 


THE  weaver  bends  over  his  loom  and  watches 
the  work  come  through.  At  every  swing 
of  the  shuttles  a  thread  more  of  cloth  is  woven. 
Now  and  then  a  thread  breaks  out  in  the  warp. 
He  carefully  binds  the  ends  together  and  goes 
on  with  the  work.  The  next  time  he  watches  the 
weak  places,  slows  up  the  loom  and  avoids  a 
break.  Experience  has  taught  him  that  time  is 
lost  through  such  mistakes,  that  the  pattern  is  not 
so  beautiful  when  marred  by  corrected  faults.  He 
has  learned  from  experience  to  work  more  care- 
fully, to  watch  more  assiduously,  to  remedy  more 
quickly. 

Down  through  the  fabric  of  every  man's  life 
run  threads  that  now  and  then  break — threads 
that  spell  the  heart-breaking  word — failure.  The 
cloth  of  life  has  been  marred  by  inattention,  care- 
lessness, or  perhaps  just  human  weakness. 

There  are  failures  that  are  final  and  failures 
that  can  be  made  stepping-stones  to  success.  The 
final  failure  means  ultimate  ruin.  We  have  noth- 
ing to  do  with  that  here,  for  "Hope  springs  eter- 
nal in  the  human  breast,  Man  never  is,  but  always 
to  be  blest." 

But  how  many  threads  in  this  loom  of  life  have 
been  snapped  and  never  mended !    They  leave  the 


cloth  incomplete.  Those  failures  can  be  made 
stepping-stones  to  higher,  nobler  things.  We  see 
the  thread  in  our  ambitions'  warp  snap  when  we 
least  expect  it.  Let  us  trace  the  difficulty  back 
to  its  source,  and  look  forward  for  a  remedy.  We 
were  careless  and  slothful.  We  put  off  a  task  of 
the  present  to  a  more  opportune  time;  and,  as 
"Procrastination  is  the  thief  of  time,"  we  lost  our 
opportunity.  Failure  followed  in  the  wake  of  our 
misstep.  Our  plan  now  must  be  so  to  order  our 
manner  of  acting  that,  out  of  these  failures,  suc- 
cess may  come.  On  the  experience  of  our  past 
negligence  or  ignorance,  we  may  build  assiduity 
and  knowledge ;  on  our  past  faint-heartedness  and 
weakness  we  may  build  up  a  citadel  of  courage 
and  moral  stamina.  From  sad  experience  of  our 
sins  and  faults,  we  may  learn  to  appear  before 
our  God  virtuous  and  undefiled,  because  of 
amendment  and  genuine  repentance. 

Will  power  is  necessary.  The  strength  of 
religious  conviction  is  essential.  Life  is  full  of 
failures.  On  our  every  side  we  meet  them,  and 
most  of  them  should  not  have  been. 

Have  you  failed  or  have  you  seen  others  fail? 
In  either  case  you  have  a  duty.  Have  you  failed, 
your  efforts  to  win  must  be  noble  and  God-like. 


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You  must  rise  above  all  feelings  of  depression  and 
be  up  and  doing.  Courage!  Build  up  genuine 
success  from  your  most  dismal  failures.  Are  you 
a  successful  man,  watching  failures?  O,  watch 
them  with  the  eyes  of  Christian  love!  Let  your 
Christian  love  be  proved  by  action.  Stoop  down 
from  your  elevation  of  success  and  help  your  fel- 
low weaver.  He  finds  the  work  so  hard.  It  seems 
almost  impossible  to  him  to  tie  up  the  broken  ends 
in  that  warp  of  the  cloth  of  life.  Give  him  a  word 
of  encouragement;  a  friendly,  helping  hand. 
Show  him  how,  you  conquered.     He  finds  the 


woof  breaks  out  now  and  then ;  but  these  are  only 
daily  troubles  and  have  not  the  bitter  sting  which 
comes  from  an  almost  habitual  grief. 

As  you  correct  each  failure  in  your  fabric,  the 
failures  will  become  fewer  and  fewer.  The  beau- 
tiful pattern  of  your  good-will  and  noble  inten- 
tion will  stand  out  in  glorious  relief  and  cover  up 
the  defects.  When  you  look  down  under  your 
loom,  you  will  find  a  beautiful  cloth  of  gold  all 
decked  with  the  jewels  of  sacrifice,  courage,  per- 
severance, and  final  Christian  success. 

G.  A.  O'M. 


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We  gratefully  acknowledge  the  following  inter- 
esting exchanges : 

The  Alvernia,  St.  Francis  College,  Loretto,  Pa. 

The  Aquinas,  St.  Thomas  College,  Scranton, 
Pa. 

College  Rays;  Rock  Ridge  College,  Rock  Ridge, 
Md.v 

Fordham  Monthly,  Fordham  University,  New 
York. 

The  Gettysburgian,  Gettysburg  College,  Gettys- 
burg, Pa. 

The  Index,  Niagara  University,  Niagara  Falls, 
N.  Y. 

The  Laurel,  St.  Bonaventure's  College,  Alle- 
gheny, N.  Y. 

The  Mountaineer,  Mt.  St.  Mary's  College, 
Emmitsburg,  Md. 

The  Petriculanian,  Little  Rock  College,  Little 
Rock,  Ark. 

Spice,  Norristown  High  School,  Norristown, 
Fa. 

The  Saint  Francis,  St.  Francis  College, 
Brooklyn. 

St.  Vincent  College  Journal,  St.  Vincent  Col- 
lege, Beatty,  Pa. 

The  Vincentian,  St.  Vincent's  Academy,  New- 
ark, N.  J. 

Williams  Literary  Monthly,  Williams  College, 
Williamstown,  Mass. 

Being  new  comers  into  the  field  of  college 
journalism,  we  view  our  exchanges  with  an  inter- 
est intensified  beyond  the  ordinary.  We  observe 
with  admiring  eyes  how  the  veterans  play  the 
game,  and  try  to  profit  by  their  experience.  Out 
of  the  many  good  points  that  attracted  our  atten- 
tion, we  have  space  to  remark  only  a  few. 


The  Alvernia,  for  January,  contains  a  very 
witty  satire  on  the  neutral  attitude  of  our  country 
in  the  present  world  crisis.  It  reveals  not  only 
much  wit,  but  a  realistic  grip  of  the  situation, 
and  ends  v.ith  a  finely  pointed  moral.  The  next 
article  contrasts  admirably  in  tone  with  the  pre- 
ceding. It  treats,  in  a  masterly  fashion,  the 
fundamental  difference  between  the  dominant 
ideas  of  Dante  and  Milton — the  two  poets  who, 
have  painted  most  extensively  their  visions  of  the 
Other  World. 

The  Petriculanian  regales  its  readers  with  an 
up-to-date  playlet  on  the  Mexican  troubles.  The 
dialogue  is  of  the  brightest  and  wittiest. 

The  December  number  of  The  Niagara  Index 
contains  an  interesting  article  inveighing  against 
fiction  in  college  journals.  It  is  written  by  a 
thinker  and  affords  much  food  for  thought. 
Whether  we  agree  or  not  with  all  that  he  says, 
we  must  heartily  admire  any  one  who  takes  a 
definite  stand,  defends  it  with  intelligent  convic- 
tion, and  carries  it  out  in  practice  with  the  sin- 
cerity of  consistency. 

The  Aquinas  has  interested  us  much  by  the 
vital  way  in  which  its  editorials  enter  into  the 
spirit  of  college  life.  The  magazine  thus  at  once 
receives  and  creates  the  most  inspiriting  influ- 
ence. Its  "Breezy  Class  News"  section  is  ideal, 
and  the  cuts  and  cartoons  are  extraordinarily 
clever. 

Our  sanctum  was  brightened  one  dismal  morn- 
ing by  the  appearance  of  College  Rays.  The 
literary  contributions  are  evidently  the  work  of 
capable  writers.  Come  again,  with  your  cheery 
presence.  College  Rays! 

James  J.  Egan,  '19. 


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Beginning  of  Second  Term 

The  second  term  of  the  scholastic  year  was 
inaugurated  on  February  1,  the  day  following  the 
closing  of  the  Mid-Year  Examinations-  The  new 
schedules  had  been  distributed  several  days  in 
advance,  so  there  was  little  or  no  confusion,  all 
of  the  classes  getting  under  way  promptly.  'Ehe 
work  of  that  day,  however,  was  confined  alitfost 
exclusively  to  registration  and  assignments. 

Mid- Year  Examinations 
The  Mid- Year  Examinations  were  held  during 
the  week  of  January  25th  to  31st,  inclusive,  and 
brought  to  an  end  the  first  term  of  the  year. 
Many  exemptions  were  granted  to  students  in  the 
various  classes  who  had  attained  a  suitable  mark. 

Changes  in  Faculty 

Mr.  John  Burns,  O.  S.  A.,  has  taken  up  his 
duties  as  Assistant  Prefect  of  Discipline,  succeed- 
ing Mr.  George  O'Meara,  O.  S.  A- 

The  Modern  Language  Department  has  re- 
ceived another  teacher  in  the  person  of  Mr.  John 
Hudson,  O.  S.  A.,  who  will  teach  the  first  year 
classes  in  Spanish. 

Reception  of  Initial  Number 
The  reception  given  to  the  initial  number  of 
The  Villanovan  by  the  student  body  in  general, 
was  rather  disappointing,  especially  when  con- 
trasted with  the  enthusiasm  which  was  shown  by 
the  Alumni  in  the  numerous  letters  which  were 
received  by  the  editor.  The  subscriptions  did  not 
come  up  to  the  expected  mark  and,  while  quite 
a  number  of  individual  copies  were  sold,  we  be- 
lieve it  could  have  been  much  better.  With  this 
issue  a  new  system  of  selling  copies  will  be  tried, 


which  we  believe  will  be  more  successful.  But 
now,  since  the  students  have  seen  for  themselves 
the  tenor  of  the  magazine  and  have  been  able  to 
judge  its  qualities,  the  staff  sincerely  hopes  that 
this  issue  will  be  more  favorably  greeted  than  the 
preceding  one  and  we  take  this  opportunity  of 
making  one  more  appeal  for  the  support  which 
we  feel  we  deserve- 

Gymnasium  Classes 
Gymnasium  classes  were  begun  on  January  8th 
under  the  direction  of  the  regular  instructor,  Mr. 
Naulty.  As  this  work  is  obligatory  to  all  students 
up  to  Junior  Year,  there  was  a  large  number  on 
hand.  It  was  found  necessary  to  make  three  di- 
visions which  were  taken  on  for  periods  of  a  half 
hour  each.  A  penalty  of  three  demerits  is  im- 
posed for  each  unexcused  absence  and  this  has 
served  to  keep  the  attendance  at  a  maximum. 

Lenten  Services 
The  program  of  Lenten  services  for  the  stu- 
dents has  been  issued  and  is  as  follows:  Sunday 
evening  at  6.30,  Rosary  and  Benediction ;  Tuesday 
evening  at  6.30,  Sermon  and  Benediction ;  Friday 
evening  at  6.30,  Stations  of  the  Cross  and  Bene- 
diction. 

Mass  will  be  celebrated  every  morning  at  6.45 
for  those  desiring  to  attend. 

Father  Dohan  has  arranged  an  interesting  list 
of  sermons  which  will  be  given  by  the  clerical 
members  of  the  Faculty  at  the  Tuesday  night 
service. 

The  annual  retreat  will  begin  on  Sunday,  April 
1st  and  will  close  at  Mass  on  Holy  Thursday, 
April  5th. 


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Football  Banquets 

The  banquet,  which  is  tendered  annually  to  the 
members  of  the  football  team  by  the  Athletic 
Association,  was  held  on  December  12th  in  the 
Club  Rooms.  Besides  a  delicious  repast  which 
was  served  by  Mr.  Banks,  songs  and  speechmak- 
ing  helped  to  fill  up  an  enjoyable  evening.  Before 
sitting  down  the  fourteen  "V"  met  and  elected 
Charles  H.  McGuckin  as  captain  for  the  1917 
season.  Manager  McGeehan  acted  as  toastmas- 
ter  and  speeches  were  made  by  Coach  Bennis, 
Captain  Lynch  and  Captain-elect  McGuckin. 

Blue  sweaters  with  the  varsity  "V"  were 
awarded  to  the  following :  Lynch,  McGuckin,  M. 
Brennan,  Coan,  Domminey,  Dougherty,  Ewing, 
Fleming,  Fogarty,  Hartigan,  Henry,  McGeehan, 
Reap  and  Thompson. 

To  The  Villanovan  the  selection  for  captain 
looks  like  a  good  one  and,  in  congratulating  Mr. 
McGuckin,  extends  to  him  its  best  wishes  for  a 
successful  season. 

The  Prep,  football  team  was  also  tendered  a 
reception  shortly  before  the  Christmas  holidays, 
in  appreciation  of  their  successful  season.  Peter 
J.  Dunne  was  elected  captain  for  the  season  of 
1917. 

Tennis  Courts 
Work  on  the  new  tennis  courts  which  was 
stopped  last  fall  will  be  resumed  as  soon  as 
weather  conditions  permit.  Tennis  is  a  game 
which  has  made  rapid  strides  at  Villanova  during 
the  past  few  years  and,  with  the  new  courts  in 
shape,  its  popularity  this  year  should  eclipse  all 
others. 

Skating 
The  cold  weather  of  the  past  month  brought 
some  fine  skating  along  with  it  and  was  the  cause 
of  bringing  many  pairs  of  steel  runners  out  from 
their  hiding  places.  Quite  a  number  of  small 
lakes  and  ponds  in  the  vicinity  were  available, 
but  the  lake  on  the  Walton  estate  at  St.  David's 
seemed  to  be  the  favorite  gathering  place  for  a 
majority  of  the  Villanova  boys. 


At  a  meeting  of  the  Pennsylvania  State  Asso- 
ciation of  Catholic  Colleges,  held  at  Altoona,  De- 
cember 28,  1916,  our  president,  Rev.  E-  G.  Do- 
han,  O.  S.  A.,  read  a  paper  entitled  "The  Stan- 
dardization of  Colleges." 


The  Villanovan,  in  its  own  name  and  that  of 
the  entire  student  body,  extends  its  heartfelt  sym- 
pathy to  Mr.  John  Harris,  O.  S.  A.,  in  his  recent 
bereavement  at  the  death  of  his  father. 

Senior 

Members  of  the  Senior  Engineering  Classes 
are  now  turning  their  attention  to  the  graduation 
theses  which  must  be  submitted  before  Com- 
mencement. As  this  is  one  of  the  most  interest- 
ing features  of  the  work  in  this  department,  care- 
ful attention  is  given  to  the  selection  of  topics  and 
in  this  they  are  aided  by  the  faculty  of  the  En- 
gineering School. 

The  Senior  Class  rings  were  received  several 
weeks  ago  after  several  unavoidable  delays  in 
manufacture. 

Junior 

Talk  of  inaugurating  a  Junior  Prom  has  been 
taken  up  eagerly  by  the  members  of  the  class,  but 
as  no  decision  has  been  reached,  the  matter  is 
still  open  to  discussion. 

The  receipt  of  the  Junior  rings  is  being  anx- 
iously awaited.  Besides  the  class  numerals,  the 
design  also  includes  the  degree  for  which  each 
student  is  a  candidate. 

Sophomore 

Plotting  of  maps,  from  data,  taken  while  work- 
ing in  the  field,  has  kept  the  Sophomore  engineers 
very  busy  since  the  beginning  of  the  year,  as  a 
result  of  which  we  have  heard  very  little  of  them. 

The  Villanovan  would  suggest  that  the 
Sophomores  get  their  class  organized,  as  this 
seems  to  be  the  only  practical  way  of  accomplish- 
ing anything. 

Freshman 

The  Freshmen  are  to  be  commended  for  the 
excellent  record  which  they  made  in  their  class 
work  during  the  past  term.  Figures  were  not 
available  but  it  is  believed  to  be  one  of  the  best 
ever  made  by  a  Freshman  class  at  Villanova. 

Epsilon  Phi  Theta 
The  Epsilon  Phi  Theta  held  its  regular  monthly 
meeting  on  Tuesday  evening,  January  16th. 
Many  committee  reports  were  heard  and  business 
matters  were  transacted.  Part  of  the  evening 
was  given  over  to  the  discussion  of  social  events 
which  the  society  intends  to  hold  in  the  near  fu- 
ture. No  action  was  taken,  however,  on  the 
question  of  the  annual  dance. 


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Several  interesting  papers  on  the  subject  of 
"Compulsory  Military  Training,"  were  read  by 
Matthew  Domminey,  Thomas  Granahan  and 
David  O'Brien,  in  which  arguments,  pro  and  con, 
were  advanced  in  a  convincing  manner.  No  de- 
cision was  given  as  to  the  relative  merits  of  the 
papers,  but  it  was  interesting  to  note  that  in  the 
discussion  which  followed,  the  majority  seemed 
inclined  to  take  the  affirmative  side. 

A  number  of  applications  for  membership  were 
made  and  were  referred  to  the  proper  committees. 

Holy  Name  Society 

The  annual  reception  of  new  members  into 
the  Holy  Name  Society  was  held  in  the  Monas- 
tery Chapel  on  Friday  evening,  December  8th, 
the, feast  of  the  Immaculate  Conception.  Father 
Dohan,  the  spiritual  director  of  the  society,  was 
in  charge  of  the  exercises.  About  sixty  new 
members  were  admitted  and,  on  making  the  re- 
quired promises  were  given  their  badges  and 
manuals.  A  brief  address  to  the  newcomers  was 
made  by  Father  Dohan,  in  which  he  asked  their 
earnest  co-operation  in  attaining  the  purposes  for 
which  the  society  was  organized  and  the  ideals 
for  which  it  stands. 

The  regular  monthly  meeting  was  held  on  Jan- 
uary 7th.  \Vith  the  exception  of  a  brief  address 
and  the  reading  of  the  office,  only  routine  matter 
was  passed  upon. 

Dramatic  Society 
Owing  to  the  nearness  of  examinations  and 
the  consequent  pressure  of  studies,  the  Dramatic 
Society  was  forced  to  postpone  its  intended  pro- 
duction until  some  time  early  in  March.  Prac- 
tice was  resumed  immediately  after  the  examina- 
tions and,  as  the  entire  cast  has  been  chosen,  there 
should  be  no  more  delay.  The  society  also  has 
another  production  in  view  which  will  be  given 
later  in  the  year  if  time  permits. 


Phi  Kappa  Pi 

The  regular  monthly  meeting  of  the  Phi  Kappa 
Pi  was  held  on  Friday  evening,  January  12th  and 
a  goodly  number  was  in  attendance%  Routine  bus- 
iness matters  were  disposed  of  and  committee 
reports  were  heard.  The  question  of  holding  the 
society's  annual  dance  was  also  brought  up  but 
it  was  decided  to  postpone  discussion  until  the 
following  meeting.  A  committee  to  look  after 
the  interests  of  the  society's  employment  bureau 
was  also  appointed.  Mr.  McGeehan,  the  faculty 
advisor,  gave  a  short  address  to  the  members  on 
the  purposes  of  this  bureau  and  predicted  its  suc- 
cess if  given  the  hearty  co-operation  of  the  grad- 
uates of  the  Engineering  School.  A  thesis,  en- 
titled "Refrigeration  Methods  Employed  in  Brew- 
eries," was  read  by  Edgar  W.  Drach,  '18,  after 
which  the  meeting  was  adjourned. 

Two  visits  of  inspection  were  made  by  the 
society  recently.  The  first  was  to  the  plant  of 
the  New  York  Shipbuilding  Company,  at  Cam- 
den, N.  J.  Through  the  courtesy  of  the  company, 
a  guide  was  furnished  to  the  party  and  many 
interesting  phases  in  the  construction  of  modern 
ships  were  seen.  The  other  was  to  the  Navy 
Yard  at  League  Island  and  proved  to  be  every 
bit  as  instructive  as  the  first. 

The  annual  initiation  of  new  members  was  held 
on  December  13th  and  twenty-six  candidates 
were  admitted-  The  "rookies"  were  compelled 
to  do  many  novel  "stunts,"  much  to  the  amuse- 
ment of  the  onlookers.  After  the  initiation  a 
reception  was  held  in  the  Club  Rooms.  Refresh- 
ments were  served  and  an  enjoyable  evening  was 
had  by  everyone.  Speeches  were  made  by  Father 
Dohan,  Father  O'Neill,  the  spiritual  director,  and 
by  Professor  McGeehan.  President  Kirsch  also 
made  an  address  of  welcome  to  the  new  members. 

Joseph  O'Leary,  '18. 


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The  entire  staff  of  The  Villanovan  joins  with 
the  Editor  in  extendirlg  to  the  members  of  the 
Alumni  their  appreciation  qi  the  interest  and 
good-will  with  which  they  .  have  greeted  our 
initial  number.  The  many  enthusiastic  letters 
we  have  received  as  well  as  the  reports  which 
have  come  to  our  ears  assure  us  that  we  have 
more  than  fulfilled  expectations.  This  assurance 
fills  us  with  confidence,  and  if  the  co-operation 
which  we  have  requested  be  not  withheld  we 
shall  have  no  fears  for  the  ultimate  success  of 
this  department  and  the  entire  magazine.  All 
former  students  will  do  us  and  their  friends  a 
great  favor  if  when  meeting  old  students  they 
mention  The  Villanovan  ;  for  there  are  still 
some  who  have  forgotten  to  send  in  their  sub- 
scriptions and  who  will  no  doubt  be  pleased  to 
learn  that  in  the  pages  of  The  Villanovan 
they  can  renew  old  and  pleasant  memories. 

Class  of  1915 

From  his  home  in  Chicago  the  Secretary  of 
the  Class,  John  P.  Kiley,  has  sent  around  to  all 
the  members  a  news  letter  in  which  he  gives  the 
present  whereabouts  of  each  member,  an  account 
of  his  successes  and  prospects  together  with  per- 
sonal comments  and  jottings.  Written  in  a  very 
informal  and  chatty  style  and  containing  a 
delightful  vein  of  humor  throughout,  it  has  met 
with  a  cordial  welcome  from  all  who  have  been 
privileged  to  receive  it.  It  promises  to  be  an 
annual  affair  and  we  predict  that  it  will  succeed 
in  its  purpose  to  bind  more  closely  together  the 
members  of  a  class  which  even  while  in  Col- 
lege distinguished  itself  in  this  feature.  We 
are  grateful  for  the  boost  it  gives  The  Villa- 
novan and  we  hope  that  all  the  members  of  the 
class  will  act  upon  the  suggestion  of  their 
Secretary. 

The  Secretary  reports  that  all  are  doing  well. 
Some  are  still  pursuing  professional  studies.   All 


the  others  are  occupying  responsible  positions 
with  excellent  prospects.  One  of  the  surprises 
contained  in  the  letter  was  the  announcement  that 
Mark  Barry,  who  is  teaching  in  a  High  School 
in  New  Jersey,  was  the  first  to  join  the  ranks  of 
the   Benedicts. 

It  would  be  well  if  other  Classes  would  emulate 
the  example  of  1915. 

Weddings 

Cupid  is  still  active  among  Villanova  men. 
On  January  6,  1917,  Pat  Kelly,  '13,  married  at 
Conshohocken  Miss  Helen  Nugent.  This  was  the 
culmination  of  a  romance  which  dates  back  to 
Pat's  student  days.  Jim  Kelly,  '15,  was  best  man 
and  reports  that  Pat  gave  no  signs  of  excessive 
nervousness. 

During  December  Harold  Cuneo,  ex-' 14,  mar- 
ried Miss  Mildred  Miller,  of  Wayne,  Pa. 

The  engagement  was  recently  announced  of 
Raymond  E.  Wetterer,  ex-' 18,  to  Miss  Florence 
Ferguson.  The  wedding  will  take  place  in  the 
early  Spring  at  Cincinnati,  Ohio. 

The  Villanovan  extends  to  the  happy  couples 
its  felicitations  and  best  wishes. 

New  Publications 
The  Villanovan  has  received  a  copy  of  a 
recent  work  from  the  pen  of  Rt.  Rev.  Mons. 
Patrick  F.  O'Hare,  LL.D.,  '01,  entitled  "The 
Facts  About  Luther."  It  is  a  very  compact  little 
volume,  but  it  contains  a  veritable  mine  of 
information  about  the  life  and  character  of  the 
leader  of  the  Protestant  Rebellion.  The  aim  of 
the  author  is  to  bring  within  the  reach  of  all,  the 
conclusions  of  eminent  historians^Protestant  as 
well  as  Catholic — who  have  devoted  themselves 
to  the  study  of  Luther  and  his  times.  Hence  the 
book  contains  nothing  which  is  not  fully  authen- 
ticated in  the  life  of  Luther  and  the  new  system 
he  gave  to  the  world.  It  is  a  compendium,  so  to 
speak,   of  the  accepted  conclusions  of  scholars 


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and  presents  in  a  handy  form  the  results  of  the 
many  critical  studies  on  the  subject,  which  other- 
wise could  be  found  only  in  ponderous  and 
exhaustive  volumes. 

Mens.  O'Hare's  work  will  do  much  to  correct 
the  many  false  impressions  and  exaggerated 
notions  which  the  popular  fancy  has  long  cher- 
ished concerning  Luther  and  his  movement.  It 
is  a  valuable  contribution  to  popular  Catholic 
literature.  A  mere  cursory  perusal  will  convince 
one  that  its  preparation  required,  not  only  much 
time  and  labor,  but  a  no  mean  order  of  scholar- 
ship as  well.  The  Villanovan  congratulates 
the  distinguished  author  on  his  successful  efforts 
in  behalf  of  Religion. 

The  book,  which  is  already  in  its  second  edi- 
tion, is  published  by  F.  Pustet  &  Co.,  New  York — 
contains  376  pages — is  paper  covered — and  sells 
for  the  modest  price  of  25  cents. 

Deaths 

The  Villanovan  extends  its  sincere  sympathy 
to  Dr.  Peter  F.  Moylan,  Ph.D.,  '98,  on  the  death 
of  his  daughter,  Helen,  who  died  January  4, 
1917,  at  her  home  in  Philadelphia.  Father  Dohan 
and  several  members  of  the  faculty  were  among 
the  many  priests  and  religious  who  attended  the 
funeral. 

The  Villanovan  likewise  extends  its  sym- 
pathy to  John  J.,  Lawrence  E.,  and  Dr.  F.  M. 
Tierney,  all  former  students  of  Villanova,  upon 
the  death  of  their  father,  who  died  at  Shenan- 
doah, Pa.,  January  6,  1917,  at  the  age  of  eighty- 
nine.  At  the  funeral  Father  Dohan  gave  the 
absolution  and  delivered  the  sermon. 

The  Villanovan  also  extends  its  sympathy 
to  Paul  H.,  Martin  M.,  and  Evan  V.  Quinn  on 
the  death  of  their  brother,  Sydney  T.,  who  died 
at  Baltimore,  Md.,  December  21,  1916.  At  the 
funeral,  which  was  held  at  Olean,  N,  Y.,  the 
President  of  the  College  was  the  celebrant  of  the 

^^^^'  "Buffalo  Bill" 

According  to  the  Denver  Catholic  Register, 
as  quoted  by  the  Catholic  Standard  and  Times, 
Col.  William  F.  Cody,  more  familiarly  known 
to  Americans  as  "Buffalo  Bill,"  who  died  in 
Denver,  January  10,  1917,  was  at  his  own  request 
baptized  in  the  Catholic  Church  the  day  previous 
to  his  death.     We  are  pleased  to  note  that  the 


ceremony  of  baptism  was  administered  by  a  Villa- 
nova  man,  Rev.  Christopher  V.  Walsh,  '03,  assist- 
ant rector  of  the  Denver  Cathedral,  who  has  long 
been  a  friend  of  the  Cody  family.  Father  Walsh 
is  to  be  congratulated  on  the  success  which  his 
zeal  has  achieved. 

Personals 

Rev.  Patrick  W.  Riordan,  ex-'02,  assistant  rec- 
tor of  St.  Mary's  Church,  Glen  Falls,  N.  Y.,  has 
been  promoted  by  Bishop  Cusack  to  the  pastorate 
of  St.  John's  Church,  Newport,  N.  Y. 

Charles  Staudenmeir,  ex-'17,  recently  passed 
the  State  of  Pennsylvania  law  examinations. 

James  Koch,  '16,  is  now  in  the  draughting 
department  of  the  Cambria  Steel  Company  at 
Johnstown.  He  has  also  joined  the  ranks  of  the 
pedagogues  by  teaching  night  school  in  one  of 
the  extension  courses  of  State  College.  Jim's 
family  has  moved  to  Atlantic  City  so  that  his 
future  home  will  be  there. 

Frank  Brady,  '13,  is  now  assistant  supervisor 
of  the  Washington  Branch  of  the  Baltimore  & 
Ohio  Railroad. 

Joseph  Curley,  '13,  Baltimore,  Md.,  is  in  the 
building  contracting  business.  Both  Joe  and 
Frank  attended  the  Navy  game  at  Annapolis. 

John  Kiley,  '15,  Chicago,  spent  a  week  in  the 
East  recently  and  visited  Villanova.  John  was 
the  picture  of  health  and  had  many  stories  to 
tell  the  boys  of  the  wild  and  woolly  West. 

Anselm  Marilley,  '13,  was  with  us  for  a  few 
hours  recently.  Anselm  is  in  the  Valuation 
Department  of  the   United   States  Government. 

H.  C.  Durrshmidt,  '13,  is  assistant  mechanical 
engineer  in  a  large  velvet  and  satin  mill  in  his 
home  town,  Derby,  Conn.  In  addition  he  is  con- 
ducting classes  in  mathematics  and  blue  print 
reading  for  the  employees  of  the  plant. 

John  White,  '09,  dropped  in  to  see  us  the  other 
day.  John  looks  fine  and  is  still  with  the  Phila- 
delphia &  Reading  Railroad  Company. 

The  following  members  of  the  Alumni  renewed 
their  acquaintances  by  a  visit  here  recently: 
Father  Corcoran,  Rev.  John  V.  Byrne,  Dr.  John 
Higgins,  Dr.  Joseph  Harvey,  William  H.  Ecken- 
rode,  Ralph  Penrose,  James  R.  Maynes,  Joseph 
Scanlon,  Martin  McLoughlin,  William  Strauch, 
Dr.  T.  M.  O'Rourke  and  George  Wilson. 

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'Varsity  Football 

Now  that  the  excitement  and  feeUng  inci- 
■dental  to  the  playing  of  the  games  is  all  over  and 
a  matter  of  history,  we  can  afford  to  look  back 
and  consider  the  football  season  of  1916,  not  in 
a  spirit  of  fault-finding  but  of  stock-taking  and 
calm  appraisal.  Right  at  the  outset  we  must 
confess  that  it  was  one  of  the  most  disastrous 
seasons  in  the  history  of  the  college.  It  was 
likewise  a  great  disappointment  to  all  the  friends 
of  Villanova.  To  be  sure  there  were  few  who 
expected  a  repetition  of  the  successes  of  the 
-championship  team  of  the  preceding  year.  Every- 
one realized  that  with  the  loss  of  Forst,  Reap, 
Reagan,  Thornton,  Conway,  Ward — all  experi- 
enced players — the  new  coach  would  be  greatly 
handicapped.  But  still  despite  this  it  was  gener- 
ally felt  that  the  'Varsity  would  win  a  majority  of 
its  games.  Hence  the  great  disappointment  when 
only  one  victory  was  won,  while  a  number  of 
crushing  defeats  were  chalked  up  against  us. 

There  are  not  lacking  explanations,  however, 
to  account  for  this  poor  showing.  The  team  as 
a  whole  was  very  "green".  The  new  men  were 
very  inexperienced  and  new  to  college  football, 
besides  being  rather  light.  The  coach,  Mr. 
Bennis,  was  a  new  man  and  the  veterans  on  the 
squad  had  to  readjust  themselves  to  different 
coaching  methods,  so  that  it  required  some  time 
before  one  could  look  for  smoothness  in  the  team 
work. 

These  difficulties  were  to  be  expected,  and  if 
none  others  had  intervened  we  would  have  made 
a  more  creditable  showing.  But  luck  was  against 
us.  Just  as  it  appeared  that  things  were  begin- 
ning to  go  right,  fate  intervened  in  the  form  of 
injuries  to  the  squad  and  our  hopes  were  frus- 
trated. The  first  game  with  Rutgers  was  a  very 
hard  one.     It  was  played  after  only  one  week's 


practice,  before  the  team  had  a  chance  to  become 
hardened.  While  the  only  one  to  be  injured  in 
the  game  itself  was  Pat  Fogarty,  one  of  the  men 
left  over  from  last  year  and  from  whom  much 
was  expected,  nevertheless  the  team  as  a  whole 
received  many  bruises  and  hard  knocks  from 
which  they  never  really  recovered  and  which 
later  on  incapacitated  them  much.  A  week  later 
they  won  their  only  game,  that  with  Muhlenberg. 
Muhlenberg,  as  the  records  show  this  year,  had 
one  of  the  best  teams  in  her  existence,  and  the 
fact  that  Villanova  succeeded  in  humbling  them 
proves  that  the  team  had  the  inherent  power,  and 
indicates  better  than  anything  else  what  it  would 
have  done  if  other  factors  had  not  intervened. 
The  succeeding  game  was  with  Lebanon  Valley, 
another  hard  team ;  this  year  stronger  than  ever. 
Right  i  at  the  start  of  the  game  Hartigan,  one  of 
the  new  men,  who  had  already  proven  himself  a 
tower  on  the  defense,  had  the  misfortune  to  have 
his  ankle  broken.  The  game  was  lost  after  a 
bitter  struggle,  but  the  team  was  badly  shattered 
and  never  really  recovered.  Catholic  University 
next  met  and  defeated  Villanova.  The  Washing- 
tonians  had  a  well-balanced,  well-coached  team, 
and  when  the  smoke  of  the  battle  blew  away  they 
had  scored  twenty  points  to  our  seven. 

By  this  time  the  team  was  in  pretty  bad  shape 
both  physically  and  mentally.  Besides  several  of 
the  men  being  hurt,  the  morale  of  the  team  was 
shattered  and  Mr.  Bennis,  realizing  this,  decided 
not  to  lay  so  much  stress  on  the  Army  and  Navy 
games,  as  had  been  the  practice  heretofore,  but 
to  nurse  along  the  cripples  and  to  present  the 
strongest  team  possible  for  the  Fordham  game. 
To  assist  in  the  accomplishment  of  this  purpose 
Pat  Reagan,  captain  of  the  1915  team,  was  sum- 
moned to  return  and  take  charge  of  the  line. 
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Xow  that  the  excitement  and  feehng  inci- 
dental to  the  playing-  of  the  games  is  all  over  and 
a  matter  of  history,  we  can  afford  to  look  back 
and  consider  the  football  season  of  1916,  not  in 
a  spirit  of  fault-finding  but  of  stock-taking  and 
calm  appraisal.  Right  at  the  outset  we  must 
confess  that  it  was  one  of  the  most  disastrous 
seasons  in  the  history  of  the  college.  It  was 
likewise  a  great  disappointment  to  all  the  friends 
of  \'illanova.  To  be  sure  there  were  few  who 
expected  a  repetition  of  the  successes  of  the 
championship  team  of  the  preceding  year.  Every- 
one realized  that  with  the  loss  of  Forst,  Reap, 
Reagan,  Thornton,  Conway,  Ward — all  experi- 
enced players— the  new  coach  w^ould  be  greatly 
handicap])ed.  But  still  despite  this  it  was  gener- 
ally felt  that  the  'X'arsity  would  win  a  majority  of 
its  games.  Hence  the  great  disappointment  when 
only  one  victory  was  won.  while  a  number  of 
crushing  defeats  were  chalked  up  against  us. 

There  are  not  lacking  explanations,  however, 
to  account  for  this  poor  showing.  The  team  as 
a  whole  was  very  "green".  The  new  men  were 
very  inexperienced  and  new  to  college  football, 
besides  being  rather  light.  The  coach,  Mr. 
Bennis,  was  a  new  man  and  the  veterans  on  the 
squad  had  to  readjust  themselves  to  ditiferent 
coaching  methods,  so  that  it  required  some  time 
before  one  could  look  for  smoothness  in  the  team 
work. 

These  difficulties  were  to  be  expected,  and  if 
none  others  had  intervened  we  would  have  made 
a  more  creditable  showing.  P)Ut  luck  was  against 
us.  just  as  it  appeared  that  things  were  begin- 
ning to  go  right,  fate  intervened  in  the  form  of 
injuries  to  the  squad  and  our  hopes  were  frus- 
trated. The  first  game  with  Rutgers  was  a  very 
hard  one.     It  was  played  after  only  one  week's 


practice,  before  the  team  had  a  chance  to  become 
hardened.  While  the  only  one  to  be  injured  in 
the  game  itself  was  Pat  Fogarty,  one  of  the  men 
left  over  from  last  year  and  from  whom  much 
w^as  expected,  nevertheless  the  team  as  a  whole 
received  many  bruises  and  hard  knocks  from 
wdiich  they  never  really  recovered  and  which 
later  on  incapacitated  them  much.  A  week  later 
they  won  their  only  game,  that  with  Muhlenberg. 
Muhlenberg,  as  the  records  show  this  year,  had 
one  of  the  best  teams  in  her  existence,  and  the 
fact  that  Villanova  succeeded  in  humbling  them 
proves  that  the  team  had  the  inherent  power,  and 
indicates  better  than  anything  else  wdiat  it  would 
have  done  if  other  factors  had  not  intervened. 
The~~5ueeeeding  game  was  with  Lebanon  Valley, 
another  hard  team ;  this  year  stronger  than  ever. 
Right  at  the  start  of  the  game  Hartigan,  one  of 
the  new  men,  who  had  already  proven  himself  a 
towa^r  on  the  defense,  had  the  misfortune  to  have 
his  ankle  broken.  The  game  was  lost  after  a 
bitter  struggle,  but  the  team  was  badly  shattered 
and  never  really  recovered.  Catholic  University 
next  met  and  defeated  Villanova.  The  Washing- 
tonians  had  a  well-balanced,  well-coached  team, 
and  w  hen  the  smoke  of  the  battle  blew  away  they 
had  scored  tw-enty  points  to  our  seven. 

By  this  time  the  team  was  in  pretty  bad  shape 
both  physically  and  mentally.  Besides  several  of 
the  men  being  hurt,  the  morale  of  the  team  was 
shattered  and  Mr.  Bennis.  realizing  this,  decided 
not  to  lay  so  much  stress  on  the  Army  and  Navy 
games,  as  had  been  the  practice  heretofore,  but 
to  nurse  along  the  cripjdes  and  to  present  the 
strongest  team  possible  for  the  Fordham  game. 
To  assist  in  the  accomplishment  of  this  purpose 
Pat  Reagan,  captain  of  the  1915  team,  was  sum- 
moned to  return  and  take  charge  of  the  line. 
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tions  were  eagerly  received,  and  the  team  began' 
to  find  itself  and  show  improvement.  The  wis- 
dom of  these  moves  was  seen  on  Thanksgiving 
day.  Fordham  finally  won  the  game,  14-7,  but 
only  after  the  hardest  fought  football  game  ever 
played  on  the  Maroon's  field.  It  was  the  first 
victory  Fordham  had  gained  over  Villanova 
since  1908,  and  it  was  not  a  clean-cut  victory  at 
that.  Villanova  clearly  outplayed  their  opponents, 
but  again  the  fates  decided  otherwise  and  we  had 
to  be  satisfied  with  the  short  end.  Had  we  had 
the  breaks  of  the  game  or  the  benefit  of  several 
doubtful  decisions  on  the  part  of  the  officials  the 
outcome  might  have  been  different. 

Although  the  team  as  a  whole  did  not  make 
an  enviable  reputation  several  members  of  the 
squad  played  sterltiig  football  and  deserved  a 
better  fate.  Captain  Lynch,  who  was  mentioned 
last  year  as  being  of  AU-American  calibre,  played 
good  footbaltall  year  and  deserves  special  men- 
tion. A  few  others  who  stood  out  prominently 
were  Hughie  McGeehan,  Hartigan,  Ewing,  and 
last  but  not  least  Charlie  McGuckin.  Charlie  was 
handicapped  greatly  by  injuries  this  season. 
When  he  reported  in  September  he  was  injured 
and  it  was  only  his  pluck  and  undeniable  spirit 
that  kept  him  in  the  game.  Nevertheless  he 
played  brilliant  football  all  season  and  it  was  his 
field  goal  that  won  our  only  game.  At  the  end  of 
the  season  McGuckin  was  selected  to  lead  the 
1917  eleven.  A  better  selection  could  not  have 
been  made,  for  if  any  eleven  follows  Captain 
McGuckin  they  stand  an  even  chance  to  win. 

It  is,  of  course,  rather  early  to  speculate  on 
the  chances  for  next  year  of  a  victorious  eleven. 
The  coaching  problem  still  remains  to  be  solved 
and  that,  of  course,  is  an  all-important  factor. 
Most  of  the  new  men  will  have  gained  by  the 
year's  experience,  and  that  will  be  an  advantage. 
Several  will  be  lost  from  this  year's  squad,  but 
the  advantage  of  a  larger  number  of  seasoned 
men  will  more  than  offset  their  loss.  Again,  next 
year  the  mistake  of  scheduling  a  heavy  eleven  so 
early  in  the  season  will  be  avoided.  Taking  it 
all  in  all  it  would  appear  that  next  year  on  the 
gridiron  Villanova  will  be  able  to  give  a  better 
account  of  herself. 

"Prep"  Football 

In  direct  contrast  to  the  'Varsity  the  Prep 
team  of  1916  enjoyed  one  of  the  best  seasons 


in  the  history  of  the  institution.  Seven  games 
were  played,  four  of  which  were  victories  for 
Villanova,  while  one  resulted  in  a  tie  score.  At 
first  glance  this  record  may  not  seem  so  brilliant, 
but  when  all  factors  are  considered  it  will  be  seen 
that  "Dutch"  Forst's  squad  made  an  enviable 
showing.  The  four  victories  were  over  repre- 
sentative teams,  teams  of  first-class  calibre,  three 
of  which  were  much  heavier  than  the  Preps.  The 
two  defeats  which  were  chalked  up  against  the 
Preps  were  at  the  hands  of  teams  which  were 
greatly  superior  in  weight,  namely:  Hill  School 
and  Wenonah  Military  Academy.  The  scores  in 
both  instances  were  very  close,  so  that  the  defeats 
should  not  be  considered  disgraceful. 

At  the  beginning  of  the  season  Arthur  Forst, 
former  captain  of  the  'Varsity,  was  selected  to 
take  charge  of  the  squad.  "Dutch"  had  played 
four  years  of  sterling  football  in  the  back  field 
at  Villanova  and  was  well  qualified  for  the  task 
before  him.  He  really  did  wonderful  work  in 
developing  the  team,  which  at  the  beginning  of 
the  year  appeared  to  be  very  green  and  light. 

The  squad,  however,  was  fairly  fast  and 
"Dutch"  immediately  took  advantage  of  this  to 
develop  an  open  style  of  play  which  was  per- 
fected to  a  high  degree,  special  stress  being  laid 
on  the  forward  pass.  Again,  the  team  was  very 
aggressive,  worked  well  together  as  one  unit  and 
under  the  spell  of  "Dutch"  Forst's  personality 
acquired  his  characteristic  fighting  spirit;  and  to 
these  qualities  is  due  its  success. 

The  opening  game  with  Northeast  Manual 
Training  School,  of  Philadelphia,  resulted  in  a 
scoreless  tie,  but  both  teams  were  greatly  handi- 
capped by  a  heavy  rain  which  fell  all  afternoon 
and  made  open  work  impossible.  The  next  game 
was  an  easy  victory  for  the  Preps  over  their  old 
rivals,  Catholic  High  School,  the  final  score  being 
31-0, 

The  most  notable  victories  of  the  season  were 
those  over  the  strong  Bethlehem  Prep  and  Will- 
iamson Trade  Schools,  The  former  lost  to  Villa- 
nova by  the  score,  6-0,  They  far  outweighed 
our  boys  and  it  required  brilliant  defensive  play 
on  the  part  of  the  Prep  team  to  stop  the  up- 
staters  from  scoring.  The  winning  streak  was 
continued  through  the  remainder  of  the  season; 
the  Preps  defeating  Williamson  by  the  score  of 
16-9,  and  winding  up  the  season  at  Chester  by 
winning,  8-0. 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


,  The  halfbacks,  Pete  Dunn  and»Blanchfield,  are 
regarded  as  two  of  the  best  in  this  vicinity.  Pete 
did  most  of  the  punting  and  is  also  a  good  man 
on  the  defence.  He  has  been  chosen  to  captain 
the  1917  team.  Blanchfield  is  a  splendid  open 
field  runner  and  is  responsible  for  most  of  the 
scoring  which  the  team  has  done  this  season.  The 
little  fellow  is  one  of  the  best  halfbacks  that  ever 
wore  the  Red  and  Black,  and  time  after  time  he 
wriggled  and  squirmed  away  for  a  long  run 
that  ultimately  spelled  victory.  His  playing  was 
always  spectacular  and  furnished  a  treat  to  be 
long  remembered  by  all  who  saw  him.  Captain 
Voigt  proved  himself  a  consistent  line  plunger. 

The  line  also  measured  up  to  the  standard. 
From  end  to  end  every  man  played  hard,  con- 
sistent football.  The  work  of  the  ends,  Murphy 
and  Kerns,  was  largely  responsible  for  the  air- 
tight defence  presented  by  the  Preps. 

The  following  men  received  the  V.  P. :  Murphy, 
Kerns,  McDermott,  J.  McCarthy,  C.  McCarthy, 
Wasilko,  Taptich,  Brennan,  Boney,  Christie,  Ford, 
Dunn,  Blanchfield,  and  Voigt. 

Baseball 
Immediately  after  the  Mid-years  Coach  Mc- 
Geehan  issued  a  call  for  'Varsity  battery  candi- 
dates to  report  in  the  Gym  for  indoor  work.  At 
the  same  time  he  announced  the  schedule  for  the 
season.  It  is  somewhat  longer  than  usual, 
twenty-two  games  having  already  been  arranged, 
while  seven  others  are  pending.  It  appears  to  be 
one  of  the  most  attractive  schedules  ever  arranged 
for  the  White  and  Blue  and  has  met  with  enthu- 
siastic approval  on  the  part  of  all.  Among  the 
colleges  listed  several  appear  for  the  first  time, 
such  as  Haverford  and  Lock  Haven.  Others 
appear  after  a  long  absence,  as  Rutgers,  Lafay- 
ette, and  Georgetown.  While  the  last  two  games 
are  still  pending,  Mr.  McGeehan  hopes,  within 
a  short  time,  to  close  them  definitely.  The 
games  with  Princeton,  University  of  Pennsyl- 
vania, Fordham,  Catholic  University,  Mount  St. 
Joseph,  and  Manhattan  will  be  played  as  usual. 


Though  the  schedule  is  a  heavy  one  Coach 
McGeehan  looks  forward  to  a  successful  season ; 
for  he  has  the  nucleus  of  a  strong  team  in  the 
veterans  of  last  year's  squad,  and  in  addition 
hopes  to  find  some  promising  material  among  the 
freshmen. 

The  members  of  the  1916  team  who  are  eligible 
for  this  year's  team  are:  Henry,  catcher;  Moly- 
neaux,  Sheehan,  Mclnerney,  pitchers;  Murray, 
McCullian,  McGuckin,  McGeehan,  infielders; 
Dougherty,  outfielder,  and  Kirsch,  Domminey, 
and  Goodwin,  utility  men.  Eddie  McCullian  will 
captain  the  team.    The  schedule  follows: 

March  31 — Princeton  at  Princeton. 
April      A — Haverford  at  Haverford. 
"       11 — Haverford  at  Home. 
14 — Ursinus  at  Collegeville. 
21 — Gettysburg  at  Home. 
25 — Rutgers  at  New  Brunswick. 
"       27 — Mount  St.  Joseph  at  Baltimore. 
"       28 — Catholic  University  at  Washington. 
May        1— U.  of  P.  at  Philadelphia. 
"         2 — Alumni  at  Home. 

5 — Manhattan  at  Home. 
12 — Fordham  at  New  York. 
16 — Lehigh  at  South  Bethlehem. 
17 — Catholic  University  at  Home. 
19 — Dickinson  at  Home. 
23 — Lock  Haven  Normal  at  Lock  Haven. 
24 — Penn  State  at  State  College. 
25 — Dickinson  at  Carlisle. 
"       26 — Gettysburg  at  Gettysburg. 
June       2 — Ursinus  at  Home. 

"         5 — Lebanon  Valley  at  Home. 
"         6 — Mount  St.  Joseph  at  Home. 


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Lafayette,  Seton  Hall,  and  Pennsylvania  Military 
College. 

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From  Dad 
Dear  Son:  The  time  it  takes  your  dad 

To  scribble  off  a  check, 
You'd  save  for  him  if  you  would  keep 

Your  hands  from  Satan's  deck. 
The  profs'  cigars  for  which  you  wrote 

Last  night  were  on  their  way. 
I  hope  the  means  attain  the  end 

On  examination  day. 
Be  careful  of  that  Campistry 

The  sun  might  set  you  mad ; 
And  then  you  could  not  use  the  check 

Enclosed  by  your  dear  Dad. 

C.  McG.,  '18. 

*  *     * 

Beware  of  the  yellow  perils ! 

*  *     * 

Jack:  "I'm  going  to  join  the  Debating  Society 
to  learn  how  to  talk  upon  my  feet." 

Tom :    "Don't  you  think  that's  a  rather  broad 

subject." 

*  *     * 

Prof.:    "What  is  H2PO3  the  symbol  of?" 
Student:    "Two  hits  and  three  put  outs." 

*  *     * 

Charlie  Jones  may  not  be  a  poet,  but  he's  a  real 
Longfellow. 

The  Procurator  of  Villanova  College  like  all 
Bakers  (k) needs  dough. 

*  *     * 

Sheerer  has  been  taking  French  instructions 
for  the  last  few  months.  He  apparently  knows 
the  subject  well,  as  he  is  able  to  carry  on  lengthy 
conversations. 


Doctor  Magee:  "Mr-  Ewing,  what  is  the 
meaning  of  optimist?" 

Ewing:    "Why,  a  person  who  sells  glasses." 

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Hartigan  is  still  wondering  what  the  ladies  at 
the  cabaret  which  he  visited  in  New  York,  did 
with  the  backs  of  their  gowns. 

*  *     * 

Owing  to  unforeseen  difficulties,  the  tournament 
being  held  by  the  African  Golf  Club  was  called 
off  before  the  semi-final  round  could  be  started. 
A  committee  had  a  conference  with  the  President 
concerning  the  matter,  but  nothing  has  been  done 
since.  Dan  Mclnerney  a  prominent  participant 
in  the  tournament,  who  is  known  for  his  difficult 
shots,  has  returned  from  a  post-Christmas  vaca- 
tion. 

*  *     * 

Professor  (in  History  of  Philosophy) :  "What 
was  the  name  of  Aristotle's  mother?" 

Student  (stalling)  :  "Why — er — ,  Mrs.  Aris- 
totle." 

*  *     * 

Professor:     "Who  wrote  Gray's  Elegy?" 
George  B. :    "I  did  know ;  but  I  have  forgot- 
ten." 

*  *     ♦ 

The  Seniors  are  living  high  this  year.  They 
are  all  on  the  fourth  floor. 

*  *     * 

Editor:  "Why  is  the  basket-ball  team  like  the 
Russian  army?" 

McCullian:  "Because  it's  much  bothered  by 
the  Poles." 

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THE    VI LLANO VAN 


Charley  Malone  looks  good  as  a  White  Hope. 
"Spook"  says  that  he  has  a  terrific  jab. 

*  *     ♦ 

Teacher:  "Did  God  give  grace  to  Adam  in 
the  garden  of  Eden  ?" 

Student :    "No.    Eve  was  given  to  him." 

*  *     * 

Ralph:  "How  do  you  like  the  gold  vegetable 
dish  on  our  table?" 
Harold:  "What  do  you  mean  by  'gold'?" 
Ralph :  "Sure  1  Don't  you  see  it  has  twenty-two 

carrots  in  it?" 

*  *    * 

O  believe  me  if  only  this  Ethics  exam 

Which  I  gaze  on  so  sadly  to-day 

Were  on  some  distant  island  and  not  where  I  am 

Then  my  heart  would  be  happy  and  gay. 

Thou  would'st  not  be  abhorred  as  this  moment 

thou  art, 
Nor  my  mind  with  perplexities  fill 
Had  I  cut  out  the  skating  so  dear  to  my  heart 
And  had  bent  to  my  work  with  a  will. 

J.D.,'17. 

*  *     * 

The  Freshmen  called  the  degree  team  of  the 
Engineering  Society  counterfeiters,  because  they 
gave  them  a  bad  (s)cent. 

*  *     * 

It  is  the  duty  of  a  captain  to  argue  all  points 
of  dispute.  Note  the  wisdom  of  our  letter  men 
in  electing  McGuckin  captain  of  next  year's 
'Varsity.     Charley   is  the  best  "kicker"  in  the 

East. 

*  *     * 

All  the  boys  like  to  visit  Sheehan,  for  he  has  a 

No.  1  room. 

*  *     * 

Who  sent  us  in  the  following:  "Since  the  Chi- 
cago courts  have  decided  that  Bacon  wrote  the 
plays  generally  attributed  to  Shakespeare,  any 
one  purloining  a  set  of  these  works  should  be 
charged  with  'Bringing  Home  the  Bacon,'  " 

*  *     * 

"I  enjoy  skating,  John;  but  there  is  one  diffi- 
culty, John.  When  I  wish  to  turn  around  and 
go  in  the  other  direction,  John,  I  have  to  take 
off  my  skates,  John."  You're  right,  Jim.  Indeed 
you  are  Jim. 


Visitor  (entering  Editor's  room) :  "Why  do 
you  scratch  your  head  so  often?" 

Editor:  "I  am  searching  for  splinters." 

.       *     *     ♦ 

Father  DriscoU:  "Stewart,  were  you  out  last 

night?" 

Stewart :  "No,  Father,  I  was  in  'Mac's'  room." 
Father  Driscoll:  "Now,  don't  try  to  fool  me. 

We  were  looking  for  him,  too." 

,  ,_,  *     *     * 

The  proprietor  of  the  College  Shop  says  that, 
owing  to  the  high  cost  of  living,  some  of  his  pies 
may  be  "raisin". 

*     *     ♦    _'■ 

Adventures  of  Fatima  and  Prince  Albert, 
BY  TOBI  Acco. 

It  was  Between  the  Acts,  when  Fatima  and 
Prince  Albert  escaped  from  the  Duke's  Mixture 
at  Omar.  They  caught  the  Polar  Bear,  Cycle 
bound  for  Piedmont.  On  the  way  Prince  Albert 
lost  his  Tuxedo  and  was  obliged  to  wear  Velvet, 
Day  and  Night.  Their  escape  was  discovered  by 
Lord  Salisbury,  who  notified  the  Little  Recruits 
under  Lord  Chesterfield.  The  Union  Leader 
mustered  The  Recruits  and  in  addition  received 
help  from  Five  Brothers  and  a  Red  Man.  The 
fugitives  stole  a  Camel  and  rode  to  the  Oasis 
where  they  received  the  aid  of  the  Turkish  Tro- 
phies who  first  prayed  to  Helmar,  god  of  the 
Egyptian  Deities,  that  Hassan  and  his  Moguls 
would  soon  arrive,  so  as  to  be  in  time  for  the 
Stag  at  Bull  Durham. 

Both  armies  met  at  Twin  Oaks,  the  Mecca  of 
the  west.  The  battle  waged  fiercely  for  hours 
and  the  Climax  was  reached  when  Zira  beheaded 
Melachrino  with  a  Battleax  by  a  Long  Cut.  The 
Counselor  with  Romeo  and  Juliet  fled  Pall  Mall 
to  Cinco  where  they  appealed  to  Philip  Morris,  at 
the  Sweet  Caporal,  for  aid.  Robert  Burns  with 
a  fresh  pack  of  Nebo's  brought  the  battle  to  an 
end  when  he  took  a  44  from  a  Greenback  and 
killed  Lord  Chesterfield. 

The  Sensation  of  the  campaign  was  witnessed 
when  Fatima  and  Prince  Albert  received  their 
Liberty  from  Henrietta  who  presented  the  bride 
with  an  Havana  Ribbon,  one  of  the  greatest  of 
Egyptian  Luxuries.  Thus  ended  the  reign  of  the 
Royal  N esters.  -    „    mo 

Edgar  Drach,  '18. 


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Policy 

Policies 

Insurance 

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Year 

Income 

Assets 

Reserves 

In  Force 

In  Force 

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33,009 

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516,159.00 

267,568.00 

48,999 

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Ir.;. 

1913 

473.9»7-oo 

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381,685.00 

57,166 

13,931,720.00 

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1914 

502,037.00 

720,869.00 

501,777.00 

59,878 

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1915 

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CONTENTS 

PAGE 

TO  APRIL   (Ode) 3 

Sylvester  Martin 

A  VISION  OF  GETHSEMANE  (Essay) 4 

John  F.  Burns 

EASTER  WALK  IN  "FAUST"   (Translation) 6 

John  V.  Domminey 

MEMOIR  OF  FATHER  MURPHY   (Essay) 7 

Maurice  DE  ViLLENEuvE 

OUR  NATION'S  VOICE   (Sonnet) 8 

Jonathan  Junior 

THE  KNIGHT  AND  THE  PRINCESS   (Romance) 9 

Joseph  Curley 

THE  FLOWERS  OF  ERIN  (Poem) 18 

Gregory  Curwen 

A  NEGLECTED  IRISH  NOVELIST  (Essay) 19 

George  A.  O'Meara 

THE  SILENCER  SILENCED  (Story) 22 

J.  Howard  Tyrrell 

THE  ECLIPSE  OF  IRELAND'S  GLORY  (Essay) 26 

John  O'Brien 

NOVA  ET  VETERA   (Poem) 28 

A.  J.  Plunkett 

EDITORIALS .29 

EXCHANGES    31 

COLLEGE  NOTES    32 

ALUMNI   NOTES    34 

ATHLETICS    36 

SPLINTERS   39 


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APRIL,    1917 


No.  3 


TO  APRIL 

(A  Horatian  Ode) 

By  SYLVESTER  MARTIN 

Sweet  infant,  blustery  March's  child! 

Thou  keep'st  me  marveling 
How  daughter  gentle  from  a  sire  so  wild 

Could  ever  spring. 

Stern  conflict  was  thy  sire's  delight 
Of  wind  and  snow  and  hail — 

To  make  the  warring  skies  with  loud  affright 
The  earth  assail. 

Nature,  thy  graces  to  prefer, 

Her  daintiest  hues  bestows — 
Green  delicate,  pale  gold,  wan  lavender, 

Couleur  de  rose. 

Thy  painted  robes,  that  zephyrs  toss. 
Our  wondering  praise  engage — 

Blood  roots,  hepaticas,  the  p3rxie  moss. 
And.  saxifrage. 

Thy  chaplet,  necklace,  girdle  zone, 

Are  fair,  mixt  broidery — 
Arbutus,  trillium,  primrose,  and  the  lone 

Anemone ! 

Fleet  shower  and  sunshine,  light  and  shade, 

In  turns  thy  hours  arrange ; 
For  task  in  play  thy  tender  age  was  made — 

Diverting  change. 

Age-hardened  kin  bear  blast  and  blight. 
When  rage  deforms  the  year; 

Thy  flitting  joys  and  glooms  chase  swift  and  light 
From  smile  to  tear. 

From  tear  to  smile,  from  frown  to  gladness. 

Varies  anon  thy  mood. 
O  happy  child!  thou  quite  forgettest  sadness 

In  finding  good! 

Others  may  reap  reward  of  toil 

In  harvest  ripe  full  scope ; 
The  fairest  flower  of  all  blooms  in  thy  soil : 

Thou — thou  hast  Hope ! 


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A  VISION  OF  GETHSEMANE 


By  JOHN  F.  BURNS 


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And  he  said  to  them,  "Hear  my  dream  which  I  have 
dreamed." — Gen.  xxxvii,  6. 

In  a  little  valley  near  Jerusalem,  there  stood 
the  remains  of  an  ancient  garden.  It  was  sunk 
in  the  gloom  of  twilight,  while  darkness  and 
desolation  crept  around.  Here,  not  far  from  a 
little  brook,  there  sat  an  old  man,  buried  deep  in 
thought.  "Some  place  such  ag  this  must  have 
witnessed  the  commencement  of  that  sacred 
tragedy  which  has  embraced  the  whole  world." 
And  musing  thus  a  gentle  slumber  came  upon 
him,  and  sleeping,  he  dreamed  a  dream. 

He  fancied  himself  beside  the  very  rock  whose 
shadow  now  enveloped  him.  And  as  he  sat  there 
far  into  the  night,  meditating  on  the  same  sacred 
subject,  the  pale  moon  rose  up  slowly,  and  calmly 
she  looked  down.  Her  silvery  beams  shrouded 
the  garden  with  a  loveliness  marvelously  weird 
and  sublime.  The  flickering  shadows,  the  rippling 
brook  dancing  in  the  moon-light,  lent  a  ghostly 
and  shivery  element  to  the  night.  The  place 
became  wrapped  in  ecstasy,  as  it  were,  before  the 
beauteous  serenity  of  nature.  It  seemed  as 
though  the  stars  were  on  the  watch  and  the  night 
breezes  hdd  their  breath  when  "Soft  through 
the  stilly  night,  ere  slumbers  chains  had  bound 
him,"  the  strains  of  heavenly  music  came  floating 
all  around  him.  Almost  inaudibly  they  rose  and 
fell  in  mournful  and  soul-stirring  cadences.  The 
sweet  melody,  singularly  sad  and  plaintive, 
seemed  to  hover  a  little  below  him  near  the  brook, 
and  ere  it  died  away,  his  old  eyes  were  glistening 
with  tears. 

Suddenly,  he  started,  and  gazed  trembling  in 
the  direction  of  the  brook.  A  moment  later  he 
had  fallen,  almost  lifeless;  for  there  where  the 
music  had  ceased  stood  the  Saviour  Himself, 
with  Peter  and  James  and  John.  When  after  a 
long  time  he  recovered,  all  was  again  deserted 
and  still.  The  uneasy  silence  now  so  preyed 
upon  him  that  he  was  about  to  retrace  his  steps, 
when  again  emerging  all  alone  from  the  shadows 
across  the  brook,  appeared  the  white-robed  figure 
of  the  Saviour.  But  what  a  transformation! 
Indeed,  He  appeared  sorrowful,  even  unto  death, 
as  He  paused,  and  looked  wistfully  backward  with 


suffering  and  disappointed  longing  in  His  gaze. 
"Consolantem  me  quaesivi,  et  non  inveni  eum." 
The  words,  so  plaintively  spoken,  aroused  the 
old  man  from  his  stupor.  "The  Garden  of 
Olives!"  he  whispered  and  trembled.  There,  a 
little  beyond  the  Saviour,  indistinct  in  the  shad- 
ows across  the  brook,  were  the  forms  of  the 
three  Apostles  stretched  out  in  sleep.  And  Jesus, 
standing  now  by  the  side  of  the  brook,  seemed 
like  one  "seized  with  the  horror  of  a  vision  by 
night,  when  sleep  is  wont  to  hold  men,  and  fear 
came  upon  Him,  and  trembling."  Covering  His 
face  with  His  hands.  He  falls  upon  His  knees. 
There,  all  alone  in  the  gloom  and  silence,  He 
becomes  afraid  and  lonesome.  Yearning  for 
some  little  mark  of  friendship,  some  token  of 
sympathy.  He  stretches  His  arms  imploringly  to 
the  Apostles.  But  they  sleep  on.  Stifling  the 
sobs  of  bitterness,  He  turned  weakly  away,  and 
"weeping  He  wept  long  in  the  darkness,  and 
tears  ran  down  his  cheeks  for  that  none  of  those 
that  were  dear  to  Him,  were  there  to  console 
Him."  His  whole  body,  crushed  with  the  suffer- 
ing and  bitter  disappointment,  became  weak  and 
limp.  "My  people,  what  have  I  done  to  thee,  or 
in  what  have  I  grieved  thee?"  He  cries. 

His  suffering  was  now  so  terrible  that  he 
could  not  endure  it  longer.  And  He  rose  and 
started  toward  the  Apostles,  to  beg  them  only  to 
come  and  watch  with  Him,  but  stopped.  He 
could  not  stand  another  refusal.  He  fell  upon 
His  knees  before  a  rock.  There  He  knelt  with 
His  arms  weakly  outstretched,  staring  piteously 
to  Heaven  for  sympathy  and  aid.  Even  there 
He  was  denied,  and  with  a  sob  His  head  sank 
between  His  arms.  No  dear  one  to  pity  Him! 
No  one  even  to  see  him  suffer!  Nobody  cared. 
Why,  then,  should  He  suffer  so.  Oh,  the  agony 
of  that  temptation!  And  He  struggled  with  it, 
all  alone  in  the  darkness,  with  only  the  poor, 
dumb  moonbeams  to  caress  His  bowed  head,  as 
they  played  in  His  golden  hair,  and  His  agony 
became  indescribable. 

A  mysterious  signal  had  gone  up  from  the 
fateful  garden,  as  it  were  a  trumpet  call  to  the 
nations.    Driven  on  the  four  winds  of  wrath,  a 


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mighty  tempest  of  crimes  arose.  Thunders  of 
blasphemy  reverberated,  lightnings  of  impurity 
hissed  and  darted.  Every  odious,  sordid,  obscene 
thing  that  flesh  exhales  or  hell  vomits  forth,  was 
coming.  And  yonder,  under  the  terrific  down- 
pour, the  lowly  and  defenceless  Saviour  quivered. 
For  one  hour,  in  all  the  ages,  malediction  howled 
in  fiendish  glee  around  His  soul.  And  with  ter- 
ror, He  lifted  His  head  and  looked  round  about 
Him  for  some  protection.  The  trees  stood  out 
black  and  solemn  against  the  whiteness  of  the 
dust  and  stones.  And  through  the  shadows,  dark, 
execrable  shapes  were  stealing.  Right  past  the 
bodies  of  the  Apostles,  the  goblin  forms  advanced, 
a  horrible  spectacle,  with  their  leering,  grinning 
faces  made  hideous  by  the  moonlight.  And  the 
Saviour,  seeing  even  us  among  His  tormentors. 


moaned  again,  "My  people,  what  have  I  done  to 
thee,  or  in  what  have  I  grieved  thee  ?"  But  only 
the  mocking  jibes  of  the  demons  replied,  shriek- 
ing derisive  hymns  of  praise.  "Arise,  O  God 
and  let  Thy  hand  be  exalted.  O  God,  who  shall 
be  like  to  thee?"  And  the  Saviour  was  silent. 
"Hold  not  the  peace.  O  God.  For  lo !  Thy  ene- 
mies have  triumphed,  and  they  that  hate  Thee, 
will  devour  Thee."  A  deadly  fear  came  upon 
Him,  wringing  His  soul.  Then  the  earth  was 
silent,  and  the  heavens  astonished,  and  "His 
sweat  became  as  drops  of  blood,  trickling  down 
upon  the  ground.  Then,  the  Saviour  spoke, 
"Father,  all  things  are  possible  to  thee.  Let  this 
chalice  pass.  And  yet,  not  my  will,  but  thine,  be 
done."    And  the  dream  was  over. 


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THE  EASTER  WALK  IN  "FAUST 

(From  the  German  of  Goethe.) 
By  JOHN  V.  DOMMINEY 

The  sparkling  brooks  and  streamlets  .dance 
Beneath  fair  Spring's  enlivening  glance; 
The  vales  are  dotted  o'er  with  green. 
Old  Winter  shrinks  with  frightened  mien 
Back  to  the  rugged  mountain's  pale 
And  sends  a  dying  shower  of  hail, 
That  clothes  the  glebe  in  striped  design, 
Soon  melting  in  the  warm  sunshine. 
On  hills  and  meadows,  stirring  life 
Makes  all  things  gay  with  colors  rife. 

Along  the  river's  bank  parade 
Gay  groups  in  silken  dress  arrayed. 
Turn  round!  and  from  this  lofty  height 
Observe  the  throng,  in  colors  bright. 
That  presses  from  the  city  gate 
With  spirits  light  to  celebrate 
Th'  ascension  of  the  Lord  sublime 
Within  the  joyous  Easter-time. 

They,  too,  arise  from  narrow  lanes, 
From  cheerless  rooms  with  darkened  panes. 
From  labor  and  from  burdening  care. 
From  gables  close  and  attics  bare. 
From  tawdry  shops — cheap  goods  displayed. 
From  sacred  night  of  church's  shade. 
Lo!  all  come  forth  to  genial  light, 
Where  streams  run  free  and  glades  invite. 
See  how  adroit  the  scattering  thorn 
Disperse  the  woods  and  fields  among! 
Upon  the  river's  surface  floats 
A  fleet  of  gaily  tossing  boats; 
Each  one  o'erladen  setting  out, 
While  merry  voices  sing  and  shout. 
Upon  the  mountain's  winding  trail, 
Bright  garments  flutter  in  the  gale; 
Tumultuous  the  laughter  rings — 
Ah !  this  is  heaven  that  Easter  brings ! 
Happy,  both  great  and  small  rejoice 
Who  answer  Nature's  luring  voice. 


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Memoir  of  the  Very  IIev/Nichoij^sj.  Murphy,  O.S.  A^ 


LATE  AUGUSTINIAN  PROVINCIAL 
By  CHARLES  MOORE 


ALONG,  religious  life,  of  unfailing  activity 
and  unquenchable  ardor,  has  just  been 
crowned  by  the  triumph  of  a  Christian  death. 
To  enter  into  the  delicate  beauties  of  this  pious 
soul  is  as  grateful  to  the  biographer  as  to  trans- 
mit results  worthily  to  the  reader  is  difficult. 
The  servant  of  God,  whose  "memoir  is  here 
attempted,  did  duty  in  such  a  variety  of  honored 
posts  in  his  Master's  kingdom,  that  the  contem- 
plation of  his  life  is  rewarded  by  a  multitude  of 
lessons  equally  salutary  and  inspiring. 

The  Very  Rev.  Nicholas  J.  Murphy,  O.  S.  A., 
the  revered  Provincial  of  the  Augustinian 
Fathers,  whose  sudden  summons  by  death  on 
the  nineteenth  of  the  month  before  last  was  a 
severe  shock  to  all  who  knew  him,  was  born 
June  15,  1855.  Thus  his  life  extended  over  three 
score  years,  though  lacking  the  remnant  of  the 
half-score  added  by  the  Psalmist  as  the  full  com- 
plement of  man's  years.  While  all  too  short  to 
the  host  of  friends  who  mourn  his  loss,  his  life 
possessed  an  amplitude  granted  to  few  of  the 
sons  of  men  to  enjoy.  It  is,  therefore,  especially 
rich  in  that  plenitude  of  development  and  di- 
versity of  application  which  could  engage  a  mind 
so  energetic  and  a  heart  so  eager  for  opportunity 
of  religious  usefulness.  Hence  the  abundance 
of  Christian  inspiration  that  can  be  drawn,  as 
from  a  full-flowing  fountain,  from  the  contem- 
plation of  his  pious  activities,  now  enforced, 
illuminated,  and  peculiarly  brought  home  to  us 
on  this  occasion  of  his  recent  decease. 

His  separation  from  the  world  to  the  special 
consecration  of  a  religious  career  extends  for  the 
space  of  almost  half  a  century.  Had  he  been 
spared  to  this  earthly  scene  but  one  year  longer, 
he  could  have  celebrated  his  Jubilee.  There  is 
a  most  agreeable  satisfaction  in  surveying  his 
progress  through  the  various  stages  of  his  life  as 
a  religious.  As  novice,  professed,  priest,  mis- 
sionary, rector,  provincial,  he  eminently  distin- 
guished himself  by  his  keen  intellect,  zealous 
spirit,  and  untiring  diligence.  That  his  vocation 
was  a  true  one  is  evinced  by  every  step  of  his 
career.     Like  Samuel,  the  Hebrew  prophet,  he 


early  answered  God's  call  to  the  religious  life. 
In  response  to  the  holy  summons,  his  God-fearing 
parents  sent  him  at  the  beginning  of  his  teens 
to  pursue  his  education  for  the  priesthood  at  our 
College  of  Villanova.  Step  by  step  he  advanced 
jn^ue  gradation;  post, after  post  he  filled  with 
exemplary  fidelity  and  ability,  until  he  was  duly 
honored  with  the  highest  position  of  his  order-— 
the  Provincialship.  Though  he  occupied  this 
pre-eminent  place  scarcely  three  years,  yet  the 
sense  of  justice  in  the  human  breast  is  gratified 
to  find  that  he  who  best  merited  had  been  suitably 
rewarded. 

In  the  pursuance  of  his  pastoral  duties.  Father 
Murphy  exhibited,  as  parish  priest,  all  the 
qualities  of  the  spiritual  father,  the  true  guide 
of  his  flock,  the  heavenly  intercessor.  St.  Mar/s, 
Lawrence,  Mass.,  St.  John's,  Schaghticoke,  N.  Y, 
St.  Augustine's,  Philadelphia,  the  Augustinian 
Academy  at  Staten  Island,  which  he  founded, 
and  the  Church  of  St.  Nicholas  of  Tolentine  in 
the  Bronx,  New  York  City — all  bear  testimony 
to  his  unwearied  labors  both  of  spiritual  counsel 
and  practical  industry.  The  thorough  renovation 
and  refurbishing  of  the  famous,  old,  historical 
church  of  St.  Augustine's,  Philadelphia,  in  its 
union  of  sensible  alteration  and  beautiful  adorn- 
ment, is  a  monument  of  his  sagacious  diligence. 
The  erection  of  a  shrine  at  this  place,  in  order 
to  establish  the  great  devotion  to  Our  Lady  of 
Good  Counsel,  is  a  perfect  mark  of  his  ardent 
zeal  in  the  cause  of  true  religion.  His  devoted 
attachment  to  the  Mother  of  God  was  also  shown 
in  his  founding  the  monthly  magazine,  "Our 
Lady  of  Good  Counsel"  This  excellent  peri- 
odical was  especially  interested  in  spreading  the 
beautiful  devotion  to  Our  Lady,  so  signalized  by 
the  miraculous  picture  solemnly  entrusted  to  the 
sons  of  St.  Augustine. 

But  no  portrait  of  Father  Murphy  would  be 
at  all  complete,  that  did  not  portray  the  comple- 
mentary image  of  his  character.  In  addition  to 
his  priestly  side,  there  was  his  human  side,  like 
the  obverse  and  reverse  of  a  medal.  As  a  man 
among  men.  Father  Murphy  endeared  himself 


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to  his  friends  with  the  sunshine  of  his  genial 
personality.  This  f eding  was  not  confined  to 
any  exclusive  set,  but  was  shared  alike  by  the 
members  of  his  Order,  by  his  parishioners,  and 
by  his  acquaintances  in  the  world  at  large.  No 
stiffness  marred  his  address,  no  stiltedness  his 
manner,    no    exclusiveness    his    attitude.      His 


aff^ability,  accessibility,  and  adaptability  were  re- 
marked by  all,  and  met  everywhere  with  appre- 
ciative response.  He  abounded  in  human 
sympathy,  and  ever  felt  the  unlimited  brother- 
hood of  man,  because  he  realized  intimately  in 
his  own  holy  life  the  Fatherhood  of  God. 


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OUR  NATION'S  VOICE 

By  JONATHAN  JUNIOR 

The  war  will  soon  be  with  us!  Late  and  soon 
Prepare  we  all  to  devastate  the  powers 
Arrayed  against  us.    Let  us  spend  our  hours 
In  giving  to  our  Nation's  need  the  boon 
Of  hand  and  heart.  Thus  some  their  rede  attune ; 
Whilst  others,  peaceful,  tell  how  they  abhor 
The  ghastly  horrors  of  this  Modern  war — 
The  trench,  the  submarine,  machine  balloon, 
The  murderous  gas.    Yet  this  divided  view 
Will  give  a  voice  united,  that  will  rise 
With  loyal  answer  in  necessity: 
"Great  God !  a  stock,  a  stone  I'd  rather  be 
Than  not  respond  unto  my  country's  cries 
And  yield  life  to  preserve  her  honor  due." 


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THE  KNIGHT  AND  THE  PRINCESS 


(An  Irish  Folk-Romance) 

Re-told  by  JOSEPH  CURLEY 


In  Ireland,  far,  far  o'er  the  sea, 

There  dwells  a  bonny  kynge; 

And  with  him  a  young  and  comely  knight — 

Men  call  him  Syr  CuUene. 

— OW  Ballad. 

CHAPTER  I. 
Le  Gage  d'Amour. 

Many,  many  hundred  years  ago  there  lived 
at  the  court  of  the  king  of  Ireland  the  valiant 
knight,  Syr  Cullene.  Endued  with  every  attrac- 
tion of  person  and  every  accomplishment  of 
chivalry,  he  yet  lacked  the  requisite  position  of 
high  birth  that  should  enable  him  to  win  the 
hand  of  the  fair  Crystabelle,  Princess  of  Ireland. 
For  Syr  Cullene  but  served  the  wine  at  the  king's 
table;  yet  whenever  his  eyes  fell  on  the  beautiful 
daughter  of  his  sovereign,  seated  at  her  father's 
right  hand,  his  blood  flowed  with  a  redder  blush 
to  his  cheek  than  was  the  ruddy  wine  he  carried. 

One  day  after  Mass,  as  the  king  was  about 
to  dine,  he  missed  the  familiar  face  of  his  favorite 
cup-bearer. 

"Where  is  Syr  Cullene,"  asked  he,  "who  is 
wont  to  serve  the  wine?" 

"Syr  Cullene  is  sorely  sick,"  answered  a  cour- 
tier, wringing  his  hands,  "and  is  likely  to  die, 
without  good  leeching." 

"Daughter  dear,"  said  her  father  to  Crysta- 
belle, "thou  art  a  skilled  leech.  Go  to  Syr  Cullene. 
Take  him  white  bread  and  red  wine  and  healing 
herbs;  for  I  am  loth  to  lose  him." 

The  princess,  indeed,  was  a  most  learned  and 
accomplished  lady.  Beautiful  was  she  in  counte- 
nance beyond  the  fairest  maidens  of  the  realm; 
most  graceful  in  person  withal ;  wise,  gentle,  and 
courteous  in  manner  and  disposition.  As  was 
fitting,  the  most  cunning  masters  had  been  sum- 
moned from  the  ends  of  the  earth  to  perfect 
the  native  acuteness  and  comprehensiveness  of 
her  genius.  Already  was  she  mistress  of  the 
seven  sciences  of  that  day.  She  could  maintain  a 
dispute,  in  any  learned  language  assigned,  with 
tl.-  greatest  scholars  from  the  mediaeval  univer- 
sities, whether  the  subject  were  chronology,  or 
topography,  or  philosophy,  or  belles  lettres,  or 


botany,  or  geometry,  or  astronomy.  In  music, 
the  brilliancy  and  perfection  of  her  voice  out- 
rivaled that  of  the  most  famous  professional 
singers;  while  her  touch  on  lute,  dulcimer,  and 
psaltery  drew  forth  the  sweetest  and  most 
expressive  tones.  In  good  sooth,  Bryn  Mawr, 
Vassar,  Wellesley, — nay!  the  Radcliffe  Annex, 
or  the  Barnard  Annex,  or  Girton,  or  the  Newn- 
ham  Foundation — could  not  furnish  her  equal 
in  these  boasted  days.  In  accordance  with  the 
manners  of  the  period,  the  princess  was,  like  all 
ladies  of  rank  in  her  time,  highly  skilled  in  the 
medical  art. 

To  woo  such  a  paragon  of  womanhood  for 
wife,  royal  and  noble  suitors — kings  and  princes, 
dukes  and  barons — came  from  all  regions  of 
the  world.  But  not  one  had  yet  touched  her 
heart.     She  rejected  all  proffers. 

Now,  the  Princess  Crystabelle  was  as  discreet 
as  she  was  beautiful  and  accomplished.  It  was 
the  common  gossip  of  the  castle  (her  maidens 
informed  her)  among  those  who  had  observed 
Syr  CuUene's  glances  and  actions  that  he  lay 
sick  for  love  of  her.  Consequently,  the  princess 
was  in  a  quandary  whether  to  ignore  the  knight 
for  his  presumption  or  to  fulfil  her  duty  to  the 
call  of  suffering.  Finally,  she  solved  the  diffi- 
culty of  her  situation  by  purposing  at  once  to 
obey  her  father's  behest  and  to  cure  the  love-lorn 
swain  by  rebuking  his  folly. 

Attended  by  her  maidens,  she  entered  the 
sick  chamber.  There  they  found  the  knight  pros- 
trate on  the  bed  moaning  his  last  sigh. 

"Sir  Knight,  what  aileth  thee?"  asked  th^ 
princess.  J 

"Fair  lady,"  answered  CuUene,  "it  is  for  love 
of  thee  that  I  suffer  such  anguish." 

"Arise,  man,  for  shame!  Wottest  thou  not 
that  'tis  treason  for  a  base  carl  to  aspire  to  the 
hand  of  a  princess — her  father's  only  heir?" 

Now,  Cullene,  though  only  the  cup-bearer  to 
the  king  and  son  of  a  squire  of  low  degree, 
was  so  fond  of  knightly  exercises  that  he  had 
attracted  the  attention  of  the  famous  knight, 
Syr  Traherne  of  Aberfraw,   who  trained  him 


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thoroughly  in  all  the  modes  of  chivalry.  So  apt 
was  Cullene  that  not  one  of  his  own  age  could 
vie  with  him  in  hunting  or  tourney.  He  had 
already  been  dubbed  knight  by  reason  of  his  skill, 
and  proved  himself  worthy  of  the  honor  at  many 
a  joust.  Nathless,  never  had  he  performed  in 
earnest  an  exploit  that  would  bring  him  world- 
wide renown.  A  knight  was  he  in  name  only, 
not  yet  in  act.  Could  he  but  win  fame  by  some 
feat  of  signal  prowess — if  his  name  were  on  all 
men's  lips — then  might  he  justly  aspire  to  the 
hand  of  the  princess. 

In  view  of  these  considerations,  Syr  Cullene 
ventured  this  reply: 

"Alas,  lady!  thou  art  a  king's  daughter,  and 
I  am  not  thy  peer.  But  bid  me  do  some  deed 
of  arms  that  I  may  be  thy  bachelor.  If  I  cannot 
give  thee  my  life,  let  me  sacrifice  it  in  thy 
service." 

On  hearing  this  wonderful  devotion  of  the 
knight,  a  sudden  thought  struck  the  princess. 
What  had  seemed  at  first  a  great  evil  to  herself 
could  be  turned  into  a  great  good  for  her  country. 

"Sir  Knight,"  said  she,  "watch  till  midnight 
by  the  lone  thorn  on  the  down.  There  meet  the 
foul  paynim  giant,  the  Eldridge  knight,  who 
harasses,  plunders,  and  murders  the  good  travel- 
ers of  the  king's  highway.  Overcome  him  in 
single  combat.  Thou  must  essay  it  alone,  for 
all  others  are  in  mortal  fear  of  the  dread  ogre. 
Then  shalt  thou  win  marvelous  praise  from  all 
men,  and  thy  deed  will  be  spoken  of  for  all  time." 

"For  thy  sake,  fair  lady,"  replied  Syr  Cullene, 
"this  night  will  I  watch  on  the  Eldridge  down. 
And  I  will  either  fetch  thee  a^ure  token  or  never 
see  thee  more."  -"^'^ 

Hereupon  the  princess  and  her  maidens  with- 
drew. Syr  Cullene  forthwith  sprang  from  his 
bed,  arrayed  himself  in  knightly  armor,  and 
departed  to  Eldridge  down — there  to  wake  all 
night  by  the  spectral  thorn. 

CHAPTER  II. 

The  Adventure  by  the  Spectral  Thorn. 

Syr  Cullene  paced  steadily  up  and  down  his 
lone  watch  on  the  wild  moor.  The  night  was 
involved  in  darkness,  with  only  an  occasional 
ray  of  light  to  break  the  thick  gloom.  Great 
piles  of  black  clouds  scudded  over  the  heavens, 
by  turns   concealing   and   revealing  the  beams 


of  the  stars.  The  frequent  gusts  of  wind  por- 
tended a  tempest.  Several  hours  must  elapse 
before  the  unrisen  moon  could  reach  the  eastern 
hill-tops.  Unwholesome  vapors  steamed  upward 
from  the  fens  and  increased  the  darkness  and 
confusion  of  the  wild  night. 

Suddenly  Syr  Cullene  was  aware  of  a  glimmer 
on  the  heath,  by  which  objects  were  indistinctly 
visible.  This  he  could  not  attribute  wholly  to 
the  intermittent  intervals  of  star-shine.  As  he 
looked  round  to  ascertain  the  cause,  his  eyes 
fixed  with  the  amazement  of  superstition  on 
the  spectral  thorn,  that  stood  solitary  on  the 
down,  in  remote  isolation  from  the  neighboring 
forest.  What  ailed  the  thorn-bush?  A  weird, 
romantic,  picturesque  object  it  ever  was.  Even 
the  ill-boding  crow,  which  chooses  the  most 
blasted,  withered,  and  desolate  tree  for  its  perch, 
refused  to  alight  on  its  writhen  boughs.  Stunted 
and  warped,  its  distorted  branches  were 
wrenched,  like  the  wild  wringing  of  agonized 
hands  of  one  who  had  been  unwilling  witness 
of  frightful  tragedies.  But  now,  as  Syr  Cullene 
gazed  on  it,  the  bush  appeared  weirder  than 
ever.  Strange,  eery  globules  of  light  danced 
and  played,  quivered  and  flickered,  at  the  end  of 
every  twisted  twig  and  pointed  thorn,  giving 
it  a  ghostly  appearance. 

As  he  surveyed  these  curious  circumstances, 
still  stranger  phenomena  presented  themselves. 
The  mists  assumed  all  sorts  of  forms  weird, 
direful,  threatening.  Unearthly  monsters  and 
uncanny  demons  were  momently  evolved  out  of 
the  fantastic  writhings  of  the  vapors- — super- 
natural beings,  that  perpetually  changed  their 
shapes  and  shifted  their  postures.  Chimeras, 
dragons,  and  griffins — creatures  consisting  of 
the  bearded  heads  of  lions,  the  scaly  bodies  of 
crocodiles,  the  leathern  wings  of  vampires,  the 
crooked  talons  of  eagles,  the  coiling  tails  of 
serpents — flew  over  his  head,  emitting  lurid 
sparks  from  their  nostrils  and  a  noisome,  veno- 
mous breath.  Ghosts,  ghouls,  and  goblins 
frowned  in  wrath,  grinned  in  derision,  or  pointed 
long,  skinny  fingers  of  scorn  at  his  quest.  One 
mocked,  another  threatened,  a  third  challenged. 

To  increase  his  terror  and  alarm,  there  was 
added  the  din  of  discordant  noises.  Confused 
sounds  compassed  him  about  on  all  sides.  They 
would  change  the  direction  whence  they  came 


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with  such  suddenness  that  it  was  impossible  for 
him  to  locate  them  with  exactness.  He  would 
turn  round  in  answer  to  a  call  in  one  direction, 
only  to  be  assaulted  with  an  explosion  in  the 
opposite  direction.  Sounds  were  before  him, 
behind  him,  on  either  side.  They  descended 
from  the  air  above,  they  rose  from  the  ground 
beneath  his  feet.  Sometimes  they  would  take 
the  form  of  inarticulate  noises — dull  detonations 
benumbing  his  brain  or  sharp  reports  stunning 
his  ears.  At  other  times,  they  would  be  articulate 
voices  that  uttered  distinct  words,  mocking  his 
foolhardy  enterprise  or  warning  him  to  desist 
from  his  purpose. 

Meanwhile,  the  lightning  flashed,  the  thunder 
roared,  the  tempest  threatened.  It  seemed  as 
if  the  natural  and  the  supernatural  were  both  in 
league  against  the  doughty  young  knight.  At 
every  flash,  the  lurid  lightning  lit  up  some  livid 
countenance,  hideous  against  the  dark  background 
of  the  night.  But  the  intrepid  cavalier  kept  his 
heart  undaunted.  He  yielded  to  no  obstacle,  he 
was  deterred  by  no  danger.  His  high  com- 
mission involved  a  threefold  attraction  of  irre- 
sistible appeal.  It  enabled  him  at  once  to  serve 
his  country,  to  win  personal  renown,  and  to  gain 
the  favor  of  the  princess.  Supported  by  the 
great  idea  that  filled  his  soul,  he  determined, 
with  stout  resolution  and  with  unswerving  firm- 
ness, to  submit  to  no  enemy  but  Death.  Had 
his  heart  wavered,  he  would  have  fallen  before 
the  forces  of  evil  arrayed  against  him.  For  the 
impending  storm  and  the  supernatural  menaces 
were  but  the  effects  of  a  mighty  enchanter,  the 
friend  of  the  Eldridge  giant,  who  held  sway  over 
the  blasted  heath.  But  the  wicked  arts  of  the 
sorcerer  were  powerless  to  harm  a  sincere  and 
loyal  heart. 

CHAPTER  III. 
The  Midnight  Combat. 

However  much  the  tempest  threatened  it 
never  broke.  At  midnight  the  rack  dispersed, 
the  wind  died  down,  and  the  moon,  waning 
though  still  bright,  rose  on  the  eastern  horizon, 
bathing  the  fields  in  a  flood  of  silver. 

Suddenly  the  shrill  blast  of  a  bugle  broke  the 
silence  of  the  night,  awakening  the  thousand 
echoes  of  forest  and  hillside.  Then  a  !mge,  dark 
shadow,  as  of  a  moving  tower,  fearfully  length- 
ened by  the  horizontal  rays  of  the  moon,   fell 


athwart  the  silvered  plain.  Fixed  attentive  by 
the  strange  sight  and  sound,  Syr  CuUene  soon 
descried  the  fell  Eldridge  giant  riding  toward 
him  on  a  charger  of  Brobdingnagian  proportions 
— truly  the  tower-endorsed  elephant  of  the  Epic 
rhymer.  Beside  the  giant,  on  a  milk-white  pal- 
frey with  golden  harness  rode  his  attendant 
damsel — a  lady  wondrous  fair  and  gay  and 
bright,  clad  in  a  rich  kirtle  of  white  samite,  all 
sparkling  with  gorgeous  embroidery  of  rubies 
and  emeralds,  of  sapphires  and  topazes. 

When  the  giant  perceived  that  Syr  Cullene 
was  on  foot,  he  dismounted  and  tied  his  horse 
to  a  great  sycamore  on  the  edge  of  the  wood 
that  bordered  the  open  moor.  This  did  he  rather 
in  disdain  of  his  puny  opponent  than  through 
chivalrous  love  of  fair  play. 

"Fly,  dog  of  a  Christian!"  cried  the  monster, 
approaching  with  thundering  pace,  "or  this  spear 
shall  drink  thy  life's  blood." 

"By  my  faith,  miscreant!  I  will  not,"  replied 
our  knight,  unflinchingly.  "Since  thou  chal- 
lengest  not  in  Christ's  name,  I  dread  thee  not.'' 

They  rushed  in  fierce  onset  against  each  other, 
each  trying  with  his  lance  to  find  out  the  weak 
spot  in  the  other's  armor.  So  furiously  clashed 
the  onslaught  that  their  spears  were  soon  shivered 
to  pieces  against  the  opposing  shields. 

Their  good  swords  they  then  drew.  Blows 
rained  so  fast  that  helm,  hauberk,  and  shield 
were  well  nigh  hewn  to  shreds.  In  spite  of  his 
adversary's  vastly  superior  size  and  strength, 
Syr  Cullene's  prowess  was  so  great  that  the 
contest  so  far  was  an  even  match.  The  giant 
was  astonished  that  he  had  at  last  found  a  foe 
who  could  withstand  him  so  long. 

The  paynim  then  forced  the  fight  with  im- 
petuous ferocity.  But  the  undaunted  Syr  Cullene, 
sustained  by  his  great  love  for  the  fair  princess 
whose  bachelor  he  was,  with  a  backward  stroke 
smote  off  his  foe's  right  hand.  Uttering  a 
horrible  yell,  the  Eldridge  ogre,  through  pain 
and  loss  of  blood,  tumbled  like  a  felled  oak  on 
the  green  sward. 

"By  the  holy  rood,  caitiff,  now  shalt  thou  die!" 
cried  our  knight,  raising  his  brand  aloft. 

He  was  about  to  bring  his  blade  down  on  the 
exposed  neck  of  the  fallen  giant.  At  this  juncture 
the  Eldridge  lady  came  forward  and  fell  on  her 
knees  at  our  champion's  feet.     There  she  knelt 


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on  the  wild  moor,  clad  as  she  was  in  robes  of 
snowy  samite,  all  glowing  with  rainbow  gems. 
Stretching  forth  her  lily-white  hands,  she  be- 
sought Syr  Cullene  in  words  and  tones  of  the 
most  agonized  entreaty: 

"For  the  sake  of  the  maiden  you  love  most, 
withhold  that  deadly  stroke.  Impose,  my  lord, 
whatever  conditions  thou  wilt,  the  defeated 
Eldridge  giant  shall  obey  thy  commands." 

Syr  Cullene  was  the  soul  of  chivalrous 
gallantry,  consequently,  he  could  refuse  nothing 
when  a  fair  lady  implored. 

"Swear,  thou  Eldridge  knight,"  said  Syr 
Cullene  to  his  prostrate  foe,  "that  thou  wilt 
believe  in  Christ's  law,  pledging  thy  hand  thereto ; 
and  that  thou  wilt  never  come  to  sport  and  fight 
more  on  this  down,  but  wilt  give  up  thy  arms 
until  thy  dying  day." 

"I  swear  to  obey  all  thy  behests  even  till  my 
death,"  replied  the  defeated  giant,  sorrowfully 
sighing  and  yielding  up  to  Syr  Cullene  his  con- 
quered arms. 

Hereupon  Syr  Cullene  raised  the  prostrate 
giant,  and  helped  him  seat  himself  in  his  saddle. 
Anon  the  Eldridge  knight  and  his  bright  lady 
rode  away  to  their  castle,  and  Syr  Cullene  saw 
them  no  more. 

Then  Syr  Cullene  picked  up  the  huge,  bloody 
hand  of  the  giant  from  the  green  sward.  On  it 
he  found  five  gold  rings  of  knights  that  had 
been  slain  by  the  ogre.  Also  he  took  up  the 
famed  Eldridge  sword  from  where  it  had  been 
left  lying  on  the  field.  This  sword  was  made  of 
adamant,  incomparably  harder  than  iron  or  flint, 
and  flashed  in  the  light  like  the  radiance  of  a 
diamond.  Its  bright,  hard  blade  could  cleave 
a  rock  as  easily  as  steel  can  penetrate  wood 
or  flesh. 

Having  removed  the  five  rings,  he  spurred 
forward  to  the  king's  palace,  with  the  dawning 
day,  as  fast  as  he  could,  in  order  to  lay  these 
true  tokens  at  the  feet  of  the  fair  princess  whom 
he  served  so  faithfully. 

CHAPTER  IV. 

A  Stern  Decree. 

Next  morning  Princess  Crystabelle  was  sur- 
prised to  learn  that  a  knight  begged  audience  with 
her  alone.  Admission  having  been  granted,  she 
was  vexed  to  find  Syr  Cullene.     She  was  about 


to  reprove  him  for  his  importunity,   when  he 
knelt  at  her  feet  and  presented  the  trophies. 

"Princess,"  said  he,  "I  have  waked  on  the 
down,  I  have  fought  the  giant,  I  bring  thee  these 
tokens." 

Instantly  her  feelings  towards  the  brave, 
faithful  knight  changed  from  disdainful  annoy- 
ance to  the  liveliest  gratitude  at  these  proofs  of 
his  fealty  and  prowess. 

"Now  welcome,  thrice  welcome,  Syr  Cullene, 
art  thou  unto  me!"  exclaimed  the  princess,  in 
tones  of  mingled  gratefulness  and  admiration. 
"For  I  now  perceive  that  thou  art  a  true  knight, 
of  fearless  disposition  and  approved  valor.  Thou 
hast  done  a  deed  of  valiance  such  as  the  bravest 
lords  of  my  father's  court  durst  not  essay.  I 
will  consult  the  king  how  thou  shouldst  be  re- 
warded." 

"Fair  lady,"  he  replied,  "I  am  thy  own  true 
knight.  I  ask  no  other  guerdon  than  to  obey 
thy  behests,  that  I  may  hope  to  win  thy  love." 

His  tongue  could  say  no  more.  He  was  as 
much  confounded  at  the  boldness  of  his  declar- 
ation as  was  Crystabelle.  The  princess  blushed 
a  bright  scarlet  and  heaved  a  gentle  sigh. 

She  held  forth  her  fair  hand.  He  kissed  it 
tenderly.  His  soul  was  no  longer  sorrowful. 
Tears  of  joy  started  from  his  eyes.  His  heart 
was  so  filled  with  happiness  that  he  could  have 
stayed  thus  forever.  The  princess  gently  re- 
minded him  that  it  was  their  duty  to  part. 

"Keep  this  secret,  Syr  Cullene,"  she  solemnly 
admonished  him  as  he  was  departing.  "Let  no 
man  know  it.  For  if  ever  this  come  to  my 
father's  ears,  he  assuredly  will  slay  us  both.'* 

From  that  day  forth  the  knight  and  the  prin- 
cess rejoiced  only  in  the  sight  of  each  other. 
They  met  in  rapture,  they  parted  in  agony. 

Their  trysting-place  was  a  beauteous  arbor, 
situated  in  a  sequestered  spot  of  the  garden  of 
the  palace.  Embosomed  in  an  encircling  grove 
of  embowering  trees,  it  was  cut  oflf,  in  ideal 
retirement,  from  the  rest  of  the  royal  park. 
Flora's  bower  was  not  more  lovely.  The  grass 
and  shrubbery  wore  here  their  greenest  liveries. 
Lilies,  violets,  and  asphodels  enameled  the  lawn 
with  their  skyey  tints,  and  exhaled  their  sweetest 
fragrance;  while  a  multitude  of  divers  singing 
birds  charmed  the  ear  with  a  most  melodious 
concert. 


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For  three  months  they  enjoyed  the  endearing 
companionship  of  each  other  without  disturbance 
or  intrusion.  One  day,  however,  as  they  sat  in 
their  favorite  bower  engaged  in  sweet  converse, 
their  sunlight  was  suddenly  intercepted.  A 
shadow  fell  across  the  verdurous  floor,  and  a 
footstep  rustled  in  the  grass.  They  started  in 
alarm  and  looked  with  apprehension. 

"The  King!"  cried  Syr  Cullene,  drawing  his 
sword  in  dismay. 

"My  father!"  exclaimed  Crystabelle,  wringing 
her  hands  in  agitation. 

Yes,  there  at  the  entrance  of  the  arbor,  stood 
the  angry  monarch.  He  had  been  out  taking 
the  evening  air,  and  was  entering  the  bower  to 
rest,  when  he  unexpectedly  interrupted  the  two 
lovers.     Instantly  they  felt  that  all  was  lost. 

"Traitor  knight!"  thundered  the  king,  "thou 
shalt  hang  for  this.  And  thou,  daughter,  shalt 
rue  this  day  with  bitter  repentance." 

Herewith  the  king  clapped  his  hands  four 
times.  Immediately  four  guards  of  the  palace, 
who  always  accompany  the  king  in  his  walks, 
rushed  in  with  drawn  swords. 

"To  the  dungeon  with  the  treacherous  knight !" 
ordered  the  offended  monarch.  "To  the  tower 
with  my  false  daughter !" 

In  vain  did  Syr  Cullene  and  Lady  Crystabelle 
throw  themselves  on  their  knees  at  the  feet  of 
their  enraged  sovereign.  In  vain  did  they  plead 
their  utter  innocence  in  all  save  loving  each  other, 
and  humbly  implore  pardon.  The  stern  ruler 
was  deaf  to  their  prayers,  and  urged  the  guards 
to  their  duty.  Accordingly,  these  unfortunate 
lovers  were  conducted  away,  each  between  two 
guards  to  their  respective  prisons.  But  their 
separation,  perhaps  forever,  was  the  occasion 
of  the  deepest  woe  to  these  true  and  tender  hearts. 

The  king  soon  after  revealed  their  treason  to 
the  queen,  and  unfolded  the  appropriate  punish- 
ments. Syr  Cullene  was  to  be  hanged  as  a  traitor, 
and  Lady  Crystabelle  was  to  spend  the  rest  of 
her  days  as  a  penitent  in  a  convent,  in  order  to 
do  penance  by  acts  of  contrition. 

Now,  the  queen  was  Syr  Cullene's  friend.  She 
strongly  favored  him  by  reason  of  his  handsome 
person  and  winsome  manners.  So  she  set  about 
to  save  his  life,  if  in  any  way  she  could  find 
extenuating  circumstances  to  justify  her  act. 
She  first  visited  the  two  imprisoned  lovers,  and 


inquired  of  them  separately  their  story.  Their 
narratives  agreed  with  the  unity  and  simplicity 
of  truth. 

"These  two,"  thought  the  queen,  "deserve, 
not  punishment,  but  pity.  Their  love  hath  been 
blameless." 

Accordingly,  she  went  and  told  the  king  the 
case  as   she  had   found  it. 

"I  beg,"  recommended  the  queen,  "that  Syr 
Cullene  be  banished  from  the  country,  and  that 
our  daughter  be  restored  to  honor  and  be  allowed 
to  go  free  about  the  court  as  formerly." 

"It  shall  be  as  you  say,  queen,"  replied  the 
king,  secretly  gratified ;  for  he  loved  his  daughter 
dearly.  "That  traitor  knight  shall  be  sent  into 
exile  far  across  the  sea.  And  here  I  take  a 
solemn  oath  that,  if  ever  he  come  within  this 
land,  he  shall  be  doomed  to  a  foul  death." 

All  woe-begone  was  Syr  Cullene,  as  he  de- 
parted from  the  land  that  held  his  fair  lady. 
Never  more  was  he  to  see  her  face.  Ever  and 
anon  would  he  turn  and  cast  a  wistful  eye  toward 
her  tower  and  sigh  sore. 

"Farewell,  dear  Lady  Crystabelle!"  he  mur- 
mured, sorrowfully.  "Far  rather  would  I  die 
than  thus  part  from  thee."    , 

CHAPTER  V. 
Le  Triste  Inconnu. 

Once  more  was  Princess  Crystabelle  allowed 
to  range  free.  But  liberty  without  love  brought 
her  no  consolation.  A  settled  melancholy  had 
taken  possession  of  her  soul.  She  drooped  daily 
by  sure  degrees,  like  a  fair  lily  nipped  by  a  rude 
blast.  Seldom  did  she  open  her  lips,  save  to 
utter  the  sigh  of  a  broken  heart. 

Alarmed  for  their  daughter's  health,  the  king 
and  the  queen  devised  every  amusement  to  divert 
her  melancholy.  But  the  princess  found  no 
pleasure  in  the  entertainments  afforded  by  the 
world.  Court  balls  of  unrivaled  splendor,  where 
assembled  all  the  noblesse  of  the  kingdom;  sump- 
tuous banquets,  crowning  scenes  of  gayest 
revelry;  pageants  of  the  utmost  magnificence 
and  variety;  minstrelsy,  in  which  poet  and 
musician  vied  and  co-operated  in  displaying  all 
their  skill;  jesters,  jongleurs,  actors,  raconteurs, 
prestidigitateurs, — all  were  brought  into  requi- 
sition for  the  diversion  of  the  princess.  But 
Crystabelle  had  neither  eye  nor  ear  nor  heart 


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for  spectacle,  performance,  or  festivity.  Her 
every  thought  was  with  him  who  roamed  abroad 
in  doleful  banishment.  While  he  supped  sorrow, 
how  could  she  taste  happiness? 

Meantime,  numerous  suitors  of  high  lineage 
and  lofty  rank,  of  fabulous  wealth  and  eminent 
position, — emperors,  kings,  princes,  dukes,  and 
barons — were  eagerly  seeking  her  hand  in  mar- 
riage. These  had  the  approbation  of  her  parents ; 
but  to  Crystabelle's  wounded  spirit,  faithfully 
lamenting  her  absent  lover,  all  such  proffers 
were   exceedingly  distasteful. 

As  a  last  resort,  to  cheer  her  mind,  the  king, 
her  father,  proclaimed  a  grand  tournament,  to 
which  all  the  chivalry  of  Christendom  were  in- 
vited. Heralds  were  deputed  through  all  lands 
to  summon  every  gallant  knight  thither  to  the 
lists,  where  he  might  in  tilt  and  tourney  have 
opportunity  before  the  whole  world  to  prove 
himself  the  bravest  of  the  brave  and  his  lady 
the  fairest  of  the  fair. 

At  length  all  preparations  were  completed. 
The  long-awaited  tournament  opened.  More 
brilliant-hued  than  the  painted  butterflies  of 
summer  were  the  divers  bannered  pavilions  that 
surrounded  the  plain  of  contest.  A  host  of 
knights  from  all  countries,  even  the  most  distant, 
were  assembled,  with  their  heralds,  squires, 
pages,  pursuivants,  and  henchmen,  to  try  with 
one  another  the  fortunes  of  the  field. 

Many  a  lady  gay  from  her  bright  pavilion 
viewed  the  conflict;  but  Princess  Crystabelle, 
so  woful  of  countenance,  shone  the  cynosure  of 
all.  So  glow  the  heavenly  bodies  all  the  fairer 
by  contrast  with  the  overcasting  clouds. 

Many  a  knight  promised  surpassing  puissance 
by  his  dazzling  array,  emblazoned  devices,  and 
defiant  mottos.  But  a  stranger  knight,  all  clad 
in  sombre  black,  whom  no  one  knew,  and  who 
preserved  a  strict  silence,  won  the  prize  each  day. 

In  vain  burst  forth  the  rapturous  applause 
of  the  spectators,  as  the  Knight  of  the  Sun,  in 
gold  armor  with  a  radiant  sun  in  his  shield, 
flashed  into  the  field  of  combat.  His  light  was 
soon  eclipsed  by  the  Knight  of  Darkness.  The 
Knight  of  the  Moon,  all  in  silver  armor,  on  an 
elegant,  white  Arabian  steed,  with  a  broad, 
round  silver  moon  for  buckler,  next  went  down 
to  defeat  before  the  sombre-hued  champion. 
A  like  fate  awaited  the  Green  Knight,   so   en- 


livening to  the  eye  in  a  livery  of  emerald;  the 
Knight  of  Gules,  ensanguined  in  flaming  rubies; 
the  Celestial  Knight,  azure-bedight  in  sapphires. 

Accordingly,  the  sombre  cavalier's  unvarying 
success,  heightened  by  the  mystery  surrounding 
him,  became  the  constant  topic  o.f  every  tongue. 
Universal  curiosity  was  roused  to  the  highest 
pitch.  Every  detail  of  his  equipment  was  dis- 
cussed over  and  over.  What  was  known  and 
what  was  unknown  about  him  were  equally 
fertile  themes  of  discourse.  For  from  the  one 
the  spectator  vainly  hoped  to  infer  the  other. 

His  appearance,  indeed,  was  as  striking  as 
his  origin  was  mysterious.  From  head  to  heel 
his  armor  was  of  the  deepest  black.  His  mount 
was  an  inky  charger,  caparisoned  in  jetty  velvet 
housings  and  sooty  leathern  harness.  From 
the  crest  of  his  Plutonian  helmet  rose  and  waved 
three  raven  plumes.  The  only  touch  of  bright 
color  in  his  outfit  was  the  cognizance  of  his 
otherwise  black  shield.  Here  from  a  sable  field 
glowed  the  device  of  a  bleeding  heart  in  gules, 
which  a  vulture,  dark  as  night,  was  rending  with 
cruel  beak  and  talons  for  its  prey.  Around  this, 
in  gold  letters,  ran  the  motto,  "Le  Triste."  His 
visor  was  always  completely  down.  No  one  ever 
saw  his  face.    He  never  spoke. 

From  these  adjuncts  and  circumstances,  various 
spectators  gave  him  divers  appeflations,  such  as, 
"The  Unknown  Knight,"  "The  Black  Knight," 
"The  Silent  Knight,"  "The  Sorrowful  Knight," 
"The  Knight  of  the  Bleeding  Heart."  But, 
however  much  their  epithets  differed,  all  agreed 
that  he  was  the  undisputed  champion  of  the 
tourney. 

CHAPTER  VI. 

The  Fight  with  Fieroggio, 

And  the  Issue  Thereof. 

Thus  passed  three  days  of  the  tourney  in  feats 
of  chivalry  to  the  vantage  of  the  Sad  Unknown. 
On  the  morning  of  the  fourth  day,  however,  a 
flourish  of  trumpets  announced  a  fresh  arrival-, 
that  gave  a  new  and  appalling  turn  to  events. 
As  they  gazed  in  the  direction  whence  the  sound 
came,  a  terrific  sight  greeted  the  eyes  of  the 
spectators  and  spread  panic  among  the  knights. 

A  huge  ogre,  hideous  to  behold,  stepped  into 
the  lists  and  shouted  defiance  to  all  comers.  His 
beaver  was  up,  and  exhibited  all  the  horrors  of 
his  visage.     His  great,  goggle  eyes  glared  fiery 


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and  blood-shot  from  beneath  his  bushy  brows, 
4:hat  frowned  like  thunder-clouds.  His  teeth 
protruded  like  long  tusks  from  a  mouth  that 
stretched  from  ear  to  ear.  His  stiff,  thick,  grisly 
beard  consisted  of  iron  wires  rather  than  of  hair. 
The  skin  on  his  body  was  tougher  than  an  alli- 
gator's hide  or  the  rind  of  a  hippopotamus,  so 
that  he  boasted  he  needed  no  armor  as  did  the 
puny,  feeble,  dainty  knights-errant,  since  Nature 
herself  had  armed  him  with  an  integument  more 
impenetrable  than  a  coat  of  mail. 

An  ugly  dwarf  served  him  as^^quirer  whose* 
squint  eyes  were  as  small  as  a  mole's,  and  whose 
bottle  nose  seemed  as  large  as  his  body.  This 
pigmy  squire  carried  five  bloody  heads  of  kings 
slain  by  the  monster,  as  examples  of  his  master's 
prowess. 

The  dwarf  introduced  his  master  as  the  em- 
peror of  the  paynims — the  mighty  Soldan 
Fieroggio.  He  further  explained  that  this  giant 
was  the  cousin  of  the  Eldridge  Heath-stalker, 
slain  by  a  knight  of  the  king's  court.  The  soldan 
was  come,  therefore,  to  avenge  the  death  of  his 
Eldridge  cousin,  and  accordingly  threw  down 
his  challenge  to  mortal  combat. 

Hereupon  the  Soldan  Fieroggio  stepped  arro- 
gantly up  to  the  king's  pavilion,  where  Princess 
Crystabelle  sat  on  the  richly  carved  dais  at  her 
father's  right  hand  under  a  silken  canopy  all 
shot  with  purple  and  gold. 

"The  hand  of  your  daughter,  the  incomparable 
princess,  bestowed  on  me  in  marriage!"  de- 
manded the  hideous  ogre.  "Only  such  a  favor 
can  appease  my  just  wrath  for  a  kinsman  slain. 
Grant  me  this,  and  not  only  shall  your  fair  land 
be  spared  from  ruin  but  also  your  kingdom  shall 
be  aggrandized  by  so  illustrious  an  alliance." 

The  king  was  too  much  appalled  at  the  horrid 
proposal  to  be  able  to  answer;  while  Princess 
Crystabelle  fainted  as  much  at  the  sight  as  at 
the  words  of  the  odious  monster,  and  was 
restored  to  life  with  difficulty. 

"You  hesitate?  You  refuse?  You  brave  my 
ire?"  thundered  the  soldan,  the  lightnings  of 
resentment  flashing  from  under  his  cloudy  brows. 
"Your  head,  Sir  King,  shall  be  added  as  a  sixth 
trophy  to  the  five  my  dwarf  carries.  Every  hall 
and  tower  throughout  your  broad  realms  shall 
be  razed  to  the  ground,  every  grain-field  and 
orchard  shall  be  laid  waste." 


To  make  good  his  bravado,  the  giant  roared 
a  challenge  of  defiance  to  any  knight  present  at 
the  tournament  to  meet  him  in  the  lists  as  cham- 
pion of  the  king's  cause. 

But  no  knight  had  the  hardihood  to  engage 
with  so  dire  an  adversary.  In  vain  the  king 
looked  to  his  round  table  to  set  the  example 
of  irreproachable  chivalry  in  the  most  desperate 
emprise.  His  own  retainers  shrank  in  dismay 
from  the  encounter,  and  the  visiting  cavaliers 
imitated  their  cowardice. 


Thereupon  the  king,  in  order  to  rouse  a  de- 
fender for  his  daughter  and  dominions,  issued 
a  proclamation  to  the  effect  that  the  victor  in 
his  cause  against  the  grim  soldan  should  wed 
the  princess,  succeed  to  his  throne,  and  inherit 
the  royal  domains. 

At  every  fresh  failure  of  the  king  to  procure 
a  champion,  the  giant  would  strut  insolently  up 
and  down  the  field.  Mocking  at  the  king  and 
his  knights  with  a  grim  glee  that  expressed  every 
shade  of  scorn,  contempt,  derision,  and  provo- 
cation, he  renewed  his  defiance  and  reiterated 
his  menaces. 

Princess  Crystabelle  was  all  woe-begone  when 
she  perceived  no  deliverer  at  hand.  She  sighed 
deeply,  and  tears  bedewed  her  great,  violet  eyes 
as  she  communed  thus  with  herself: 

"Oh,  that  my  own  true  knight  were  here  to 
free  me  from  this  thrall — my  true  love,  now 
pining  in  untimely  banishment!  Ah!  without 
demur  would  he  accept  this  challenge  of  the 
proud  paynim.  Of  a  surety,  would  he  humble 
the  vaunting  Fieroggio  as  he  had  overthrown 
the  Eldridge  ogre,  whom  all  others  feared." 

People  looked  over  toward  the  Black  Champion 
to  supply  the  needed  relief.  But  in  vain!  So 
far  he  had  refused  to  appear  in  the  lists  in 
answer  to  the  giant's  challenge.  His  squire 
pleaded  that  his  master  suffered  from  wounds 
and  weariness  contracted  in  the  preceding  con- 
flicts. The  burst  of  rhodomontade,  insolence, 
and  mockery  from  the  paynim  soldan  that  fol- 
lowed this  admission  of  their  ablest  warrior 
would  have  been  unbearable  to  the  assemblage, 
had  not  fear  urged  the  prudence  of  restraint. 
Fickle  as  folk  are  wont  to  be,  the  crowd  agreed 
that  "Le  Triste"  was  not  such  a  prodigy  as  he 
had  been  reputed — his  courage  was  just  sufficient 


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to  try  conclusions  under  ordinary  circumstances 
but  durst  not  hazard  an  exceptional  venture. 

Whether  goaded  by  the  taunts  of  the  soldan, 
stung  by  the  increasing  contempt  of  the  multi- 
tude, roused  by  the  appealing  looks  of  the  dis- 
tressed princess,  animated  by  the  alluring 
promise  of  the  king,  or  incited  by  the  concurrence 
of  all  these  circumstances,  at  last  forth  came 
Le  Triste  from  his  tent  and  stepped  up  resolutely 
to  the  king's  pavilion. 

"A  champion!  A  champion!"  shouted  the 
thousand  voices  of  the  throng. 

His  squire  blew  a  blast  on  his  clarion  to  beget 
silence.  For,  indeed,  a  champion  had  come.  The 
unknown  Paladin  in  black  accoutrement  knelt 
in  homage  to  the  king  and  made  his  obeisance 
to  the  princess.  For  the  first  time,  he  raised  his 
visor,  slightly  indeed,  but  sufficiently  to  uncover 
his  lips  and  enable  him  to  speak.  For  the  first 
time  during  the  tournament,  he  broke  silence. 
With  equal  courage  and  courtesy,  he  offered 
himself  as  protector  of  the  realm  and  as  vindi- 
cator of  the  princess  and  His  Majesty. 

"Prithee,  lend  me  the  Eldridge  sword,"  re- 
quested Le  Triste,  "that  lieth  in  thy  treasury. 
I  trust  in  Christ  to  slay  this  foul  fiend,  though 
he  be  mighty  of  stature  and  fierce  in  fray." 

"Fetch  him  the  Eldridge  sword  with  all  speed," 
directed  the  king  to  his  attendants. 

Anon  they  fetched  from  the  royal  treasury  the 
mystic  blade,  made  of  adamant,  harder  than  steel 
or  flint,  and  flashing  in  the  sun  like  a  diamond. 

"Heaven  assist  thee,  courteous  knight!"  was 
the  monarch's  blessing,  as  the  famed  weapon 
was  handed  to  Le  Triste.  "My  daughter  is  the 
fair  meed  of  thy  valor." 

Just  here  we  cannot  but  pause  and  reflect  on 
the  vastly  superior  sense  of  both  ancient  and 
mediaeval  military  customs  to  those  of  twentieth 
century  warfare.  When  one  feudal  lord  wished 
to  make  another  submit,  they  joined  issue,  not  to 
the  mutual  destruction,  but  to  the  mutual  pres- 
ervation, of  their  respective  nations.  They  well 
knew  that 

Princes  and  lords  may  flourish  or  may  fade, 
A  breath  can  make  them  as  a  breath  has  made; 
But  a  bold  peasantrj',  their  country's  pride, 
When  once  destroyed,  can  never  be  supplied. 

Hence,  instead  of  involving  the  many  in  the  folly 
of  destructive  war,  they  chose  champions  from 
each  of  the  contending  tribes — one,  two,  or  three 


from  each  to  represent  all — single  combat  for 
universal  conflict. 

In  ancient  Rome,  a  similar  custom  is  recorded 
by  their  historians.  The  three  Roman  brothers, 
Horatii,  were  matched  against  the  three  Alban 
brothers,  Curiatii,  to  avert  national  calamity  by 
a  combat  of  champions  chosen  from  the  rival 
armies.  On  the  issue  of  the  contest  depended 
the  future  of  their  respective  countries.  How 
fitting  if  our  modern  fire-eaters  were  to  follow 
the  same,  sensible  course!  The  spectacle  would 
be  highly  diverting,  and  the  contestants  would 
be  encouraged  by  an  applauding  world.  But, 
alas!  the  Age  of  Chivalry  is  gone,  and  that  of 
munition  speculators  and  food  speculators  is  now 
with  us!  Thus  does  the  lamp  of  history  shed 
light  on  the  path  of  present  experience! 

To  return  from  digression  to  the  anxious  situa- 
tion in  which  were  left  the  king  and  his  subjects, 
the  princess  and  her  unknown  defender,  when 
oppressed  by  the  impending  menaces  of  the 
gigantic  monster. 

Lo!  now  began  the  most  terrific  battle  of  the 
tournament.  The  giant  and  the  knight  were  met 
in  the  lists.  But  something  ailed  the  Black  Cham- 
pion. At  the  signal  of  the  field  marshal,  Le 
Triste  did  not  discover  his  wonted  agility  and 
vigor.  His  onset  was  a  keen  disappointment  to 
those  whose  hopes  rested  in  him.  The  fact  was 
that  the  strain  of  his  continual  battles  of  the 
last  several  days  had  told  on  him.  He  entered  his 
most  important  engagement  in  most  unfit  con- 
dition. The  soldan  rained  stroke  on  stroke. 
These  were  but  feebly  met,  and  soon  the  knight 
reeled  aside.  The  princess  heaved  a  deep  sigh, 
and  the  hearts  of  the  expectant  people  sank 
within  them.  Their  gigantic  foe  laughed  in  the 
arrogance  of  victory  and  ostentatiously  uttered 
fresh  threats  and  mockeries. 

Le  Triste  returned  none  the  less  to  the  second 
attack.  He  still  had  hopes  that  all  soreness 
would  pass  away  in  the  heat  of  exercise  and  all 
fatigue  be  forgotten  in  the  animation  of  affray. 
Again  the  antagonists  closed  in  the  clash  of  con- 
flict. Again  the  soldan  struck  a  scoring  blow. 
This  time  the  knight's  mail-coat  was  cleft 
asunder,  and  his  blood  flowed  abundantly  from 
a  wide  wound.  The  spectators  sat  with  bated 
breath,  motionless  as  stone,  the  multiple  image 
of  despair  at  the  fate  that  awaited  all  concerned. 


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The  princess  turned  deathly  pale  and  wept  in 
anguish  at  her  undoing  and  the  peril  of  her  mag- 
nanimous champion. 

In  the  third  encounter  the  soldan's  stroke  fell 
so  heavy  that  it  brought  the  knight  on  his  knee. 
Instantly  king  and  people  felt  that  all  was  lost. 
They  apprehended  the  immediate  ruin  of  their 
fair  country.  The  princess  shrieked  in  a  trans- 
port of  agony  as  she  anticipated  her  dire  captivity. 

On  hearing  the  lady's  woful  cry  of  deep  dis- 
tress, the  stranger  champion  rallied  all  his  energy 
and  took  fresh  courage  from  the  extremity  of 
the  situation.  He  forgot  his  pain,  he  leaped  to 
his  feet,  he  renewed  the  combat  with  ardor. 

Infuriated  at  the  unexpected  recovery  of  his 
well  nigh  vanquished  opponent,  the  soldan,  with 
body  inly  bent,  raised  his  brand  more  aloft  than 
ever  to  deal  a  weightier  stroke.  The  knight 
adroitly  stepped  aside  to  avoid  the  descending 
crash.  In  so  doing  he  perceived  that  the  skin 
under  the  giant's  arm  was  smoother  and  softer 
than  the  warty  integument  that  covered  his  chest 
like  a  coat  of  mail.  Grasping  his  adamantine 
sword,  with  might  and  main  he  aimed  at  the  weak 
spot  on  his  adversary's  left  side.  With  sure 
thrust  he  drove  his  good  blade  into  the  soldan's 
side,  and  pierced  his  heart  with  a  mortal  wound. 

When  they  saw  their  giant  enemy  fall,  a  uni- 
versal acclamation  of  joy  rose  from  the  vast 
concourse  of  people,  so  that  hill,  forest,  and  sky 
redoubled  the  shouting  with  their  echoes.  The 
princess  shed  tears  of  gratitude  to  him  who  had 
rescued  her  from  so  dire  a  thraldom. 

CHAPTER  VII. 
Le  Denouement. 

Exulting  in  the  marvelous  victory  they  had  just 
witnessed,  the  king  and  his  barons  rose  with  one 
accord  and  descended  with  all  speed  into  the  lists. 
One  sole  purpose  animated  their  dispatch — to 
greet  with  every  acknowledgment  of  profound 
obligation  the  stranger  hero,  who  had  won  that 
day  such  imperishable  laurels  and  to  whom  they 
were  beholden  for  life,  liberty,  and  possessions. 

In  passing,  they  scarce  deigned  a  glance  of 
scorn  and  horror  for  the  fell  ogre,  who  lay  pros- 
trate in  death,  like  a  huge,  hewn  pine  that  once 
towered  in  pride  the  loftiest  of  the  forest.  The 
king  signaled  his  equerry  to  fetch  three  hundred 
of  the  strongest  horses  from  his  stables  to  haul 
away  the  giant's  corpse  to  dishonored  isolation. 


When  monarch  and  barons  arrived  at  the  spot 
where  the  hero  had  fought,  that  knight  seemed 
likely  to  die  from  the  severity  of  his  wounds  and 
loss  of  blood.  Victory  had  cost  him  dear.  There 
he  lay  almost  lifeless  on  the  ground,  weltering, 
in  his  gore. 

With  pressing  appeal,  the  king  called  his" 
daughter  to  exercise  straightway  all  her  skill  in 
leechdom  and  chirurgery. 

"Sore  grieved  should  I  be,"  said  the  monarch, 
anxiously,  "to  behold  so  great  and  good  a  cham- 
pion as  the  stranger  victor  die  without  the 
fruition  of  fair  meed.  Save  his  life,  dear 
daughter,  at  all  costs." 

Princess  Crystabelle  hastened  with  all  the  dis- 
patch of  the  liveliest  gratitude  and  concern  to 
the  side  of  the  prostrate  champion.  She  brought 
with  her  a  store  of  healing  balsams,  efficacious 
simples,  and  soft,  lint  bandages  for  the  wounded 
warrior.  Raising  his  beaver  to  apply  the  remedy 
of  a  reviving  cordial  to  his  lips,  she  shrieked  and 
swooned  on  the  instant. 

"My  Hfe!  My  love!  My  lord!"  she  cried,  as 
she  fainted  away. 

"For  thy  dear  sake!"  murmured  the  dying 
knight,  opening  his  eyes  at  the  sound  of  her  voice 
and  recognizing  his  fair  nurse,  with  swimming 
gaze. 

Yes!  in  the  features  of  the  supposed  stranger, 
the  princess  viewed  again  the  ever-remembered 
countenance  of  her  banished  lover.  It  was,  in- 
deed, Syr  Cullene  returned  in  disguise  from  exile, 
taking  occasion  from  the  general  invitation  to 
the  world  tournament. 

In  his  sovereign's  eyes,  Syr  Cullene  had  now 
made  full  atonement  for  his  former  treasonable 
presumption.  That  monarch  could  not  do  enough 
to  make  amends  for  his  previous  harsh  treatment 
of  one  who  had  proved  himself  so  pre-eminent 
a  patriot — a  benefactor  of  the  highest  service 
to  his  country.  To  whom  should  the  realm  be 
entrusted  with  such  justice  of  assignment  as  to 
him  who  had  delivered  it  from  imminent  des- 
truction? By  royal  mandate,  all  the  skill, 
knowledge,  and  attention  that  the  medical  art  of 
the  times  supplied,  were  brought  into  requisition 
to  heal  the  wounds  of  one  who  was  now  fondly 
regarded  as  the  heir  of  the  crown — the  rightful 
successor  to  the  regal  power. 

Under   such  assiduous   care,    Syr   Cullene  in 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


three  months'  time  had  recovered  from  his  in- 
juries. On  the  restoration  of  his  health,  a  still 
greater  felicity  awaited  him.  The  king  had 
issued  royal  banns  for  the  wedding  of  the  cham- 
pion to  his  daughter.  The  day  of  their  nuptials 
was  the  occasion  of  universal  celebration.  Every- 
where prevailed  pomp,  splendor,  and  festivity. 
For  the  people  delighted  to  show  their  affection 
for  a  princess  who  had  ever  been  as  amiable  of 
heart  as  she  was  beautiful  of  countenance,  and 
to  honor  a  bridegroom  whom  they  regarded  a 
national  hero. 

In  course  of  time,  the  king  and  the  queen, 
having  lived  their  remaining  days  in  great  tran- 
.quility,  passed  away.     Cullene  and  Crystabelle 


succeeded  to  the  throne  as  joint  sovereigns  of 
Ireland.  Never  were  king  and  queen  more  be- 
loved by  their  subjects,  for  never  did  king  and 
queen  make  their  subjects  happier  or  more 
prosperous  by  wise  legislation  and  self-sacrificing 
kindness. 

After  a  long  and  happy  reign.  King  Cullene 
and  Queen  Crystabelle  were  succeeded  in  their 
posterity  by  a  line  of  wise  and  good  monarchs. 
Many  of  their  descendants — ^the  Irish  family  of 
CuUen — have  attended  our  College  of  Villanova. 
It  is  noted  that  in  this  family  all  the  youths  have 
inherited  the  bravery  of  their  ancestral  knight 
and  all  the  maidens  the  beauty  of  their  ancestral 
'  princess. 


THE  FLOWERS  OF  ERIN 

By  GREGORY  CURWEN 

In  nature  there  are  treasures  rare,  fair  flowers  of  ev'ry  soil. 
That  far  surpass  in  beauty's  class  the  efforts  wrought  by  toil ; 
In  ev'ry  land  are  flowers  grand,  which  yield  their  perfume  sweet. 
But  Erin's  blest  with  nature's  best,  when  Spring  they  rise  to  greet. 

Yes,  fair  indeed  is  Erin's  meed,  when  gone  is  Winter  drear. 
How  passing  true-the  violet  blue,  that  trembles  not  in  fear, 
But  bids  the  Spring  her  welcoming  again  in  Nature's  bowers! 
Lo!  Spring's  sweet  smile  on  Erin's  Isle's  reflected  in  her  flowers. 

Of  beauty's  mould's  the  primrose  gold,  as  neath  the  hedge  it  sways ; 
Its  petals  rare,  beyond  compare,  scarce  hold  the  sun's  bright  rays; 
As  stained  glass  lets  sunshine  pass  in  rosy,  radiant  beams. 
This  flower  bright  is  all  bedight  with  glorious,  golden  gleams. 


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fir. 


The  climbing  vine  of  thy  woodbine  weaves  spirals  on  the  trees, 
Responsive  mute  unto  the  suit  of  incense-bearing  breeze; 
And  as  it  thrives,  it  ever  strives  to  reach  the  tree-tops  high. 
Like  flaming  fire,  it  doth  aspire  to  meet  God  in  the  sky. 


The  symbol  be,  with  thy  leaves  three,  of  Faith,  Hope,  Charity, 
O  Shamrock,  sign  of  Him  divine,  at  once  both  One  and  Three. 
Aye  flourish  wide  on  mountain-side  of  our  loved  Emerald  Isle, 
Soon  be  thou  seen  to  flourish  green  beneath  fair  Freedom's  smile. 


Thus  Erin's  shield  upon  thy  field,  green  as  the  Shamrock  sod, 
An  emblem  bold  of  primrose  gold  gleams  like  a  harp  of  God, 
While  hearts  as  true  as  violets  blue  uprear  its  glories  high, 
Like  clamb'ring  vine  of  thy  woodbine,  that  longs  to  reach  the  sky. 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


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A  NEGLECTED  IRISH  NOVELIST 

By  GEORGE  A.  O'MEARA 

{First  Paper) 


THE  Emerald  Isle  has  ever  been  known  as 
the  isle  of  saints  and  scholars.  To  no 
department  of  learning  has  she  ever  contributed 
more  abundantly,  more  richly  than  to  literature. 
Ever  filled  with  a  burning  faith,  an  undaunted 
loyalty  to  country,  a  loving  sympathy  with  human 
nature,  Erin's  sons  have  stood  foremost  in  the 
ranks  of  great  authors. 

That  the  spirit  of  Ireland  and  her  literature 
has  been  too  often  misunderstood  and  more  often 
misrepresented  is  only  too  evident.  There  are 
causes  for  this  and  there  are,  likewise,  powerful 
remedies  to  counteract  the  evil  influence.  Many 
men,  claiming  to  be  authors,  and,  unfortunately, 
recognized  as  such  by  those  who  sacrifice  all 
sound,  individual  thinking  to  prejudice  and  relig- 
ious hatred,  place  the  Irish  character,  the  Irish 
life  on  a  plane  that  admits  of  only  mirth  or  con- 
tempt. The  Irishman  is  made  to  appear  as  the 
proverbial  fool  and  buffoon ;  the  Irish  life  as  the 
essence  of  squalor  and  carelessness.  It  is  for  us 
to  look  into  the  gems  of  Irish  literature,  to  study 
men  who  give  us  the  genuine  Irish  life,  the  real 
Irish  character  and  the  true  solution  of  life. 

John  Banim  stands  among  the  noblest  of  Ire- 
land's sons.  If  it  is  true,  and  we  are  firmly 
convinced  that  it  is,  that  the  children  of  Erin 
have  a  special  mission  in  this  world  in  their  life 
and  literature — that  of  spreading  throughout  the 
world  as  its  purifying  element — then,  John  Banim 
has  not  failed  in  his  mission.  Sad  to  say,  many 
have  failed,  many  have  forgotten  their  part  of 
Erin's  mission  and  are  allowing  the  name  of 
Banim  and  his  work  to  die  in  their  midst. 
Though  we  love  and  exalt  England's  authors, 
though  we  must  give  credit  there  when  it  is  due, 
Ireland's  sons  must  not  be  forgotten,  their  daunt- 
less, sacrificing  spirit  must  not  die  out. 

To  know  and  appreciate  the  work  of  any  author, 
we  must  know  his  life.  To  read  with  sympathy 
and  understanding  the  literature  of  Banim,  we 
must  have  read  his  honest,  sacrificing  heart.  So 
it  has  been,  so  it  ever  will  be.  "Jane  Eyre"  will 
bring  up  many  doubts  and  difficulties  in  our 
minds,  and  we  turn  in  strange  alarm  from  Wuth- 


ering  Heights;  we  fear  they  may  be  too  uncon- 
ventional, a  little  bigoted,  weird,  and  excessively 
wild  and  unrefined.  But  when  Mrs.  Gaskell  has 
taken  us  up  to  that  bleak,  north  country  of  Eng- 
land ;  when  we  have  lived  with  the  Brontes ;  when 
we  have  seen  the  little,  energetic  family  laboring, 
loving,  suffering  and  dying,  we  cannot  but  love 
and  understand  the  spirit  of  Charlotte's  "Jane 
Eyre"  and  see  beauty  of  soul  in  the  wildness  of 
Emily's  "Wuthering  Heights."  A  few  hours  with 
Charles  Dickens'  hard,  trying  boyhood  and 
harder,  lonelier  manhood  teaches  us  to  see  the 
great  soul  of  the  man :  his  undoubted  democracy, 
his  kind  and  loving  sympathy,  and,  as  far  as  the 
times  would  allow,  his  broad  and  noble  mind.  So 
we  might  go  through  the  list  of  all  truly  great 
authors.    John  Banim  was  no  exception. 

On  the  third  of  April,  1798,  in  the  city  of  Kil- 
kenny, John  Banim  was  born.  His  father  was 
Michael  Banim  and  his  mother  Joannah  Carroll. 
Though  not  the  only  child,  he  was  the  great  fav- 
orite of  the  family  because  of  his  kind  and  loving 
disposition. 

At  the  age  of  four,  John  was  sent  to  a  school 
conducted  by  Mrs.  Alice  Moore,  for  the  rudi- 
ments of  reading.  His  time  here  was  short.  He 
stayed  one  hour  and  then  rushed  home,  declaring 
that  he  could  not  stay  in  a  school  where  "there 
wasn't  a  bit  of  paper  on  the  walls,  or  a  step  of 
stairs  in  the  house."  The  school  was  on  the 
ground  floor. 

John's  parents  thought  it  best  not  to  force  their 
boy,  so  he  was  next  sent  to  a  school  conducted  by 
Miss  Lamb.  Here  the  merest  elements  of  learn- 
ing were  taught — in  fact,  Miss  Lamb  proved  to 
be  rather  a  nurse  than  a  teacher.  For  one  year 
John  remained  under  her  direction. 

Those  who  have  read  "Father  Connell,"  of  the 
"O'Hara  Series,"  will  remember  the  description 
of  the  English  academy  and  its  master.  This  is 
a  picture  of  Mr.  George  Charles  Buchanan  and 
"The  English  Academy,  Kilkenny,"  where  John 
next  attended.  Buchanan's  rule  was  an  absolute 
monarchy.  His  academy  was  hardly  suited  to  a 
disposition  like  Banim's.    He  professed  to  teach 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


all  subjects,  starting  with  "oratorical  reading" 
and  ending  with  the  modern  languages.  He 
taught  nearly  everything  himself,  for  he  desired 
only  one  assistant  and  could  not  keep  the  same 
one  many  weeks.  For  five  years  John  remained 
here.  He  was  then  sent  to  a  seminary  kept  by 
the  Rev.  Mr.  Magrath  and  considered  the  best 
Roman  Catholic  school  in  Ireland.  He  studied 
here  one  year  and  then  entered  the  academy  of 
Terence  Doyle,  where  he  spent  another  year. 

John  now  entered  Kilkenny  College.  This  col- 
lege is  described  in  his  novel,  "The  Fitches." 
While  making  his  course  here,  he  showed  re- 
markable talent  for  painting  and  drawing. 

In  1813,  Banim  became  a  pupil  of  the  Royal 
Dublin  Society's  drawing  academy.  His  course 
covered  two  years.  He  lived  with  a  friend  of  his 
father's,  and  the  impressions  made  by  this  friend 
and  his  household  are  described  in  "The  Now- 
lans." 

Having  completed  the  course,  John  returned 
to  Kilkenny.  He  was  just  eighteen  and  an  attrac- 
tive, intelligent  young  man.  Without  much  delay, 
he  started  to  teach  painting  in  many  of  the  sur- 
rounding schools.  Here  a  great  sorrow  came 
into  his  life,  and,  though  youth  and  energy  flung 
it  off  for  a  time,  it  returned  with  its  terrible  con- 
sequences later  on,  smothered  all  his  hopes  and 
carried  him  to  an  early  grave. 

In  one  of  his  schools,  he  met  Anne  D ,  with 

whom  he  fell  violently  in  love.  His  suit  was 
rejected  by  her  parents  and  every  means  of  break- 
ing off  all  communication  between  the  two  was 
used.  Anne  finally  died  of  consumption  in  a  town 
some  distance  away,  to  which  she  had  been  sent. 
Banim,  in  his  efforts  to  see  her  in  her  last  mo- 
ments and  to  be  near  her  remains,  exposed  him- 
self for  three  nights  to  the  inclemency  of  the 
weather.  His  brother  found  him  lying  helpless 
at  Anne's  grave.  His  body  was  broken  down 
and  his  mind  bewildered.  The  mental  s/rain  and 
the  imprudent  exposure  left  him  the  victim  of  a 
spinal  disease,  which  was  never  to  be  cured.  For 
twelve  months  he  was  helpless. 

However,  he  was  still  young.  Youth  finally 
seemed  to  triumph  over  physical  and  mental 
strains.  We  find  him  at  twenty-one  a  man  who 
had  suffered — a  man  who  had  seen  something  of 
life  in  a  metropolis  and  who  remained  uncor- 
rupted,  and  filled  with  energy  and  desire  to  ac- 
complish great  things. 


His  old  love  of  literature  now  revived  and 
gained  strength  and  he  longed  to  stand  as  an  Irish 
author  in  the  ranks  of  the  great  authors  of  the 
world. 

In  1820,  Banim  left  his  father's  house  for  Dub- 
lin. His  literary  career  began  here.  Several 
magazines  of  this  city  received  his  contributions 
and  in  this  way  he  was  enabled  to  pay  debts  that 
he  had  contracted  in  Kilkenny.  But  he  had  a 
great  share  of  sorrow  and  disappointment  in  his 
efforts  and,  like  many  a  man  of  genius,  often 
suffered  from  a  lack  of  the  common  necessities 
of  life.  Though  most  of  his  publications  were 
successful  from  a  literary  standpoint,  the  remun- 
erations were  meagre.  He  resolved,  in  spite  of 
much  remonstrance  on  the  part  of  his  brother 
Michael  and  his  many  friends  to  seek  his  fortune 
in  London. 

Before  his  departure  he  returned  to  his  home 
in  Kilkenny,  February,  1822.  On  the  22d  of 
this  month,  in  his  twenty-fourth  year,  he  married 
Ellen  Ruth,  who  was  nineteen.  Her  tender  love 
and  courageous  sufferings  with  him  form  some 
of  the  most  beautiful  touches  in  his  history. 

The  pair  set  out  for  London  on  the  22d  of 
March,  1822.  They  went  to  seek  their  fortune. 
John  had  no  friends  and  only  a  little  money; 
but  he  had  courage,  genius,  and  indomitable  en- 
ergy. His  life  here  was  one  long  series  of  labors, 
cheatings  by  publishers,  spells  of  the  old  spinal 
disease  returning,  doctors'  bills  for  himself  and 
his  wife.  It  was  his  custom  to  spend  fourteen 
hours  a  day  at  his  desk.  At  times  his  work  was 
not  in  keeping  with  his  ability,  for  he  was  racing 
with  starvation.  During  all  this  time  he  kept  up 
a  correspondence  with  the  dear  ones  at  home. 
His  letters,  concealing  his  sufferings,  show  the 
beauty  and  grandeur  of  his  soul.  At  one  time  he 
was  obliged  to  send  his  wife  to  France  for  her 
health  and  this  added  expense  caused  him  to  ap- 
ply himself  more  severely  to  his  work. 

Amidst  all  this,  we  marvel  to  find  him  encour- 
aging and  giving  financial  aid  to  one  who  was  to 
be  his  life-long  friend,  one  who  gave  credit  to 
Irish  literature — Gerald  Griffin. 

In    1823,   the   terrible   pains  he  had   endured 

after  the  death  of  Anne  D returned  and  he 

became  helpless.  He  told  his  father  in  a  letter 
that  he  felt  he  would  have  to  bring  his  wife  back 
to  the  old  home.  However,  after  a  few  months 
of  careful  medical  treatment,  he  was  able  to  take 


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up  his  work  again.  The  old  grind  started  once 
more.  Debts  must  be  paid,  and  he  and  his  wife 
must  have  at  least  the  ordinary  necessities  of  life. 

His  work  now  took  him  back  to  Ireland.  He 
made  the  trip  to  get  a  thorough  knowledge  of 
the  scenery.  This  he  used  in  future  novels. 
Dear  old  Kilkenny  could  not  be  passed  by  with- 
out a  short  visit,  so  the  dear  ones  were  united 
again  for  a  little  while.  Michael  Banim  helped 
John  to  outline  future  novels,  plays,  and  poems. 
After  about  two  months,  our  author  returned  to 
London  and  continued  his  work. 

On  the  24th  of  August,  he  made  a  trip  to 
France  and  brought  his  wife,  who  had  now  fully 
recovered,  back  to  London.  "Boyne  Water"  now 
kept  him  busy  at  his  desk. 

To  follow  the  closing  years  of  this  man's  life 
is  indeed  a  painful  task.  It  is  filled  with  suffer- 
ings, sorrows,  triumphs,  and  failures.  In  July, 
1827,  Banim's  daughter  was  born.  His  letters  at 
this  time  have  in  them  a  note  of  joy  and  a  new 
vigor.  However,  his  brother,  who  paid  him  a 
visit  at  this  time,  tells  us  that  John  looked  twenty- 
years  older  than  when  he  saw  him  two  years 
before. 

In  August,  1829,  he  broke  down  completely  and 
was  sent  to  France.  While  he  was  in  Boulogne, 
June,  1830,  his  mother  died.  It  was  a  terrible 
blow  to  him  and  increased  his  sufferings.  His 
legs  were  paralyzed  and  he  could  hardly  walk. 
Still  he  supported  his  family  by  writing  novels 
and  articles  for  magazines.  He  made  hardly 
enough  to  live  on.  In  1831,  a  son  was  born. 
Literary  friends  now  came  to  his  aid  and  put 
him  in  comfortable  circumstances.  In  1833,  he 
went  to  Paris  for  treatment,  but  his  case  was 
pronounced  incurable.  Sorrow  had  not  done 
with  him  yet.  The  boy,  whom  he  seemed  to  love 
more  than  any  other,  was  taken  from  him  in 
1835.  Broken  in  spirit  and  helpless  in  body,  he 
returned  to  his  boyhood  home  in  Kilkenny.  For 
the  rest  of  his  life,  he  endured  the  most  terrible 
sufferings  every  day.  He  was  unable  to  walk  or 
move  without  assistance.  Even  now  he  made  a 
few  contributions  to  magazines,  his  daughter 
writing  as  he  dictated.  In  July,  1842,  at  the  age 
of  forty-four  he  died. 

John  Banim  has  passed  away,  but  his  spirit 
still  lives  in  the  great  work  he  left  behind.     As 


Walter  Scott  is  in  his  country's  regard,  so  is 
Banim  to  Ireland.  He  knew  the  characters  of 
the  people  about  whom  he  wrote.  In  fact,  he 
used  his  friends  and  acquaintances  for  his  novels. 
His  scenes  and  plots  were  furnished  by  the  every- 
day Irish.  His  one  great  idea  was  to  give  a  cor- 
rect picture  of  the  Irish  life  and  character  and 
to  raise  Irish  literature  to  the  high  standard  it 
deserves.  Michael  Banim  assisted  John  in  his 
work.  Much  of  the  detail  of  Irish  life  and 
manners  is  due  to  his  assiduous  labors  in  Ireland 
while  John  was  working  in  London.  Some  of 
the  O'Hara  series  were  written  by  him.  John  tells 
us  in  one  of  his  letters  that  he  wrote  more  than 
twenty  volumes  and  treble  their  quantity  of  mat- 
ter in  periodicals.  His  principal  works  are  "Da- 
mon and  Pythias,"  a  tragedy;  "Boyne  Water," 
"Father  Connell,"  "The  Nowlans,"  and  "The 
Fetches."  The  discussion  of  his  works  will  be 
taken  up  in  a  later  paper.  Now,  we  shall  look 
at  the  individual  author  that  later  we  may  readily 
trace  his  great  soul  in  his  works. 

Loyalty  and  love  for  Ireland  are  found  in  all 
John  Banim's  work.  He  had  a  deep  love  for 
literature  and  made  every  sacrifice  to  advance 
his  country  in  that  sphere.  What  trusting  daring 
he  manifested  in  his  task ;  what  self-reliant  inde- 
pendence! Though  starvation  often  stared  him 
and  his  dear  ones  in  the  face;  though  sickness 
and  death  visited  him;  though  publishers  and 
enemies  threw  every  obstacle  in  his  way,  he 
smiled  and  redoubled  his  efforts  and  knew  that 
he  must  win.  A  great  intellect  he  was,  a  true 
genius.  His  novels  are  not  thrown  together  in 
any  way.  In  one  of  his  letters  to  his  brother 
Michael,  he  tells  how  a  novel  should  be  written. 
His  methods  show  earnestness,  deep  study,  and 
indefatigable  labor. 

Love  of  home  and  those  he  left  behind  when 
he  went  to  London  to  seek  his  fortune  shows  the 
beauty  of  his  soul.  His  mother  was  ever  his 
heroine,  his  guiding  star.  Such  love  belongs  only 
to  a  noble,  upright  heart.  In  his  failures,  he  was 
ever  resigned  to  the  will  of  Heaven.  He  prayed 
the  more  for  strength  and  courage.  Few  lives 
have  been  more  laborious.  He  is  one  of  Ireland's 
noblest  sons,  one  who  has  earned  the  right  to  a 
place  among  her  scholars  and  literary  artists. 


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IN  the  days  of  the  concentration  camps  down 
on  the  Mexican  border,  when  the  people 
were  fleeing  before  Villa,  many  peculiar  incidents 
happened.  The  following  was  one  of  the  most 
singular. 

The  camp  was  a  barb-wire  enclosure,  in  form 
of  an  oval,  covering  about  a  square  mile,  and 
situated  on  the  top  of  a  low  hill.  Escape  from 
its  precincts  was  impossible.  The  fence  was 
seven  feet  high.  The  guard  was  complete  in 
every  particular.  For  sentries  were  on  duty  day 
and  night,  and  each  sentry  had  only  thirty  feet 
to  cover. 

About  a  week  after  concentration,  mysterious 
accidents  began  to  happen  with  stupefying  regu- 
larity. At  precisely  11  A.  M.  and  5  P.  M.,  a 
guard  would  drop  dead  with  a  bullet  in  his  side, 
just  as  he  was  passing  the  main  gate. 

Hoping  to  find  the  cause  of  this  for  himself. 
Lieutenant  Decker,  the  official  who  first  had  cog- 
nizance of  the  mysterious  affair,  did  not  report 
the  matter  to  his  superior.  Major  Powers,  second 
in  command  of  the  Sixth  U.  S.  Infantry.  The 
increasing  number  of  fatalities,  however,  and 
the  necessity  of  immediate  action  compelled  him 
to  consult  with  the  Major. 

On  the  fourth  morning,  Lieutenant  Decker  en- 
tered the  Major's  tent,  made  the  necessary  salute, 
and  set  forth  the  facts  of  the  case. 

"Have  you  searched  the  houses  in  the  town. 
Lieutenant?"  asked  the  Major. 

"I  have,  sir,"  answered  Decker.  "I  find  no 
traces  of  Mexicans.  The  nearest  house  is  five 
hundred  yards  away.  That  distance  is  too  far 
for  a  bullet  of  this  size  to  carry.  We  can  learn 
nothing  from  the  shells  extracted  from  their 
bodies.  They  are  new  even  to  the  oldest  men 
in  the  company." 

"Did  it  occur  to  you,  then,  that  the  bullet  may 
have  been  fired  from  inside  the  camp?" 

"It  did,  Major.  But  every  one  is  thoroughly 
searched  before  entering." 

"We  have  too  few  men  to  let  them  go  that 
way.  But,  seeing  we  are  at  a  loss  for  facts,  we 
can  only  wait.    Keep  a  strict  lookout,  Lieutenant, 


for  any  discoveries.  But,  tell  me,  could  you  not 
judge  by  the  posture  in  which  the  body  was 
found  on  the  ground  whether  the  bullet  was  fired 
from  within  or  from  the  outside?" 

"I  could  not,  because  just  at  that  point  the 
ground  takes  an  abrupt  slope.  Hence  the  body 
rolls  down  so  that  it  is  impossible  to  determine." 

"Well,  Lieutenant,  keep  this  matter  to  your- 
self. Do  your  best.  But  let  me  know  from 
time  to  time  how  you  are  succeeding." 

"That  I  will  certainly  do,  Major.  But  I  fear 
for  my  men.  They  are,  as  you  know,  among  the 
bravest  on  the  border.  They  would  never  shrink 
from  duty,  whatever  exigency  would  urge.  But 
this  case  contains  a  dififerent  element.  They 
know  their  foe  is  around,  but  they  cannot  see 
him.  If  they  could  only  catch  a  glimpse  of  him 
and  get  a  chance  to  fire,  they  would  instantly 
recognize  their  call  of  duty  and  obey  its  dictates 
unhesitatingly.  But  they  cannot.  Each  man  that 
goes  on  guard  at  the  main  gate  at  11  and  5,  is 
filled  with  fear  of  an  unseen,  unheard,  and  un- 
known foe.  Of  one  thing  only  is  he  certain — it 
means  death!  Every  time  I  pass  them,  I  can 
read  that  shuddering  look  in  their  eyes.  I  say 
nothing.     I  dread  everything." 

"A  strange  case,  Lieutenant !  A  strange  case ! 
Immediate  action  must  be  taken  to  find  out  the 
cause,  or  our  regiment  is  doomed.  Do  your  ut- 
most.   Work  according  to  your  best  judgment." 

The  next  two  days  showed  the  same  ominous, 
mysterious  destruction  of  the  guard.  Still  no 
clues  presented  themselves.  Lieutenant  Decker 
did  his  best  to  encourage  the  guard  in  the  face 
of  the  discouraging  prospects. 

On  the  third  day.  Decker  reported  his  inability 
to  discover  anything  and  that  two  desertions  from 
the  ranks  were  reported.  In  the  course  of  his 
reports,  there  was  one  of  such  a  nature  that  it 
might  pertain  to  the  State  Department.  It  con- 
cerned a  man  who.  Colonel  Devlin  reported,  had 
steadfastly  asserted  that  he  was  a  Jap  and  de- 
manded his  liberty.  When  pressed  for  further 
information  about  the  Mexican  clothes  he  was 
wearing  and  how  he  had  come  to  be  in  camp  he 


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refused  to  talk.  Accordingly,  Colonel  Devlin 
paid  no  attention  to  his  protests. 

On  the  fourth  day,  however,  matters  came  to 
a  head.  Occupying  his  usual  position  on  a  little 
knoll  outside  the  fence,  Decker  watched  the  ram- 
bling horde  move  carelessly  over  the  soggy  field 
along  the  fence  and  peer  out  over  the  little  Texas 
town.  It  was  just  five  minutes  to  the  fatal 
morning  hour.  At  two  minutes  of  eleven.  Deck- 
er's eyes  were  attracted  by  the  supposed  Jap, 
whom  Colonel  Devlin  had  pointed  out  to  him 
walking  down  the  field  with  a  Mexican.  A  hun- 
dred yards  from  the  gate  they  stopped.  For  an 
instant  Decker  looked  at  his  watch.  It  wanted 
but  one  minute!  Looking  up  he  saw  the  Mex- 
ican's hand  creep  stealthily  into  his  right  pocket. 
Another  instant  it  was  thirty  seconds!  Decker 
looked  at  the  new  guard.  His  eyes  jumped  fever- 
ishly back  to  the  Mexican,  who  had  just  raised 
his  coat  a  little.  By  instinct  he  kept  his  eyes  on 
the  Mexican  and  by  instinct  he  knew  it  was 
eleven.  For  some  unknown  reason,  the  Mexican 
pulled  his  hand  up  quickly  but  a  little  too  far; 
for  a  glimpse  of  a  shining  piece  of  metal  could 
be  seen  clutched  in  his  hand.  Decker  grasped 
nervously  for  his  field-glasses  that  he  might  dis- 
tinguish this  man  from  the  rest.  Again  his  eyes 
turned  to  the  guard.  The  sight  that  he  beheld 
is  one  that  will  ever  remain  indelible  on  his  mind. 
There  was  the  guard  gazing  dumbly,  holding  a 
watch  in  his  hand.  At  his  side  lay  the  gun.  His 
eyes  were  raised  to  heaven,  and  he  had  a  prayer 
on  his  lips.    It  was  just  one  minute  past  eleven. 

Decker  began  to  see  things  a  little  more  clearly 
now,  but  refused  to  go  to  Major  Powers  until 
his  reports  could  be  made  conclusive.  He  knew 
the  men  were  awe-stricken  and  bewildered.  By 
staying  in  his  tent  he  hoped  to  avoid  them  for 
the  rest  of  the  day. 

At  five  minutes  to  five,  he  spied  the  two  com- 
ing down  the  field.  With  his  field-glasses  he 
could  make  out  the  ugly  look  on  the  Mexican, 
while  the  Jap  was  telling  him  something.  He 
moved  his  position  a  little  that  he  might  watch 
them  better.  What  more  could  be  Decker's  con- 
sternation, when  on  looking  toward  the  gate,  he 
beheld  Colonel  Devlin  about  to  relieve  the  sentry  I 
He  had  a  faint  suspicion  that  the  spirit  of  the 
men  was  a  little  broken  after  the  morning  and 
he  figured  that  the  Colonel  was  sacrificing  his 
own  life  that  this  spirit  might  be  restored  and 


that  there  might  be  order  and  quiet  again  in  camp. 
He  wished  to  make  Devlin  relinquish  his  post, 
but  there  was  no  time  for  such  action  now.  Yet 
Devlin's  life  was  too  valuable  a  one  to  lose.  So 
Decker  was  hoping  with  all  his  might  that  by 
some  strange  intervention  it  might  be  saved. 

His  eyes  turned  to  the  Mexican,  who  nervously 
fingered  the  article  he  had  in  his  hand,  while  as 
if  by  magic,  a  stream  of  smoke  came  from  the 
inside  of  his  coat.  Decker  jumped  to  his  feet 
to  see  if  Devlin  was  alive,  for  he  had  heard  no 
noise.  'Tle^ was  very  much  so.  But  two  men 
were  at  his  side.  He  was  shot  through  the  wrist 
and  was  bleeding  profusely. 

In  just  one  minute.  Decker  had  figured  every- 
thing out.  But  so  intent  was  he  on  watching 
proceedings  that  he  had  not  noticed  the  man  who 
had  just  come  up  and  tapped  him  on  the  shoulder. 

Decker  wheeled  around  quickly  with  a  "Well, 
sir."  The  man  had  an  honest,  business  look  on 
his  face,  so  his  fears  were  relieved  somewhat. 

"You  seem  to  have  been  watching  the  same 
person  as  I,  officer,  and  I  should  like  to  speak 
to  you  a  minute." 

"Hurry,  please.  I  have  important  business  to 
attend  to." 

"I  have,  too;  and  maybe  we  can  help  each 
other.  There  is  a  man  in  there,  dressed  in  Mexi- 
can clothes.  „His  features  are  strongly  Mexican, 
but  he  is  really  a  Jap.  I  am  a  detective,"  he  said, 
showing  his  badge,  "detailed  to  track  him." 

"Yes,  yes !  Go  on.  Your  story  interests  me," 
interposed  the  Lieutenant,  who  by  this  time  was 
listening  eagerly. 

"He  is  wanted  for  the  theft  of  a  Maxim  Si- 
lencer and  several  boxes  of  bullets  from  Hudson 
Maxim's  house,  as  well  as  important  government 
specifications  concerning  a  new  field  gun  that  is 
to  be  put  out.  I  had  followed  him  to  the  border. 
But  because  of  martial  law,  I  could  not  cross. 
While  waiting  for  identification  papers,  I  saw 
him  come  back  with  these  Mexicans.  I  was  not 
firmly  convinced  at  first.  I  decided  to  wait  and 
watch.  I  heard  of  the  sudden  deaths  of  the  men 
from  the  guards.  I  knew  then  that  the  gun  was 
at  work,  for  none  of  the  men  heard  any  shots. 
You  jumped  just  now  when  yon  saw  the  smoke 
come  from  the  Mexican's  coat.  But  the  rain 
last  night  dampened  the  bullets  so  that  the  com- 
bustion of  the  gases  was  not  complete.  This 
morning  they  were  too  wet  to  go  off.     Now,  I 


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think  we  have  a  good  case  against  these  two  men. 
So  it  would  be  well  to  arrest  them  immediately 
and  keep  them  in  safety." 

"My  man!"  cried  Decker,  "I  don't  know  your 
name,  but  your  story  fills  in  the  missing  links  of 
my  conclusion.  I'll  see  that  these  men  are  taken 
care  of.  You  will  do  the  Sixth  Infantry  the 
greatest  good  by  coming  around  to  Major  Pow- 
ers' tent  to-morrow  at  nine." 

Shaking  hands  with  each  other  the  men  parted : 
Decker,  to  have  the  men  arrested  and  to  look 
after  Devlin;  the  detective  to  the  hotel,  elated 
over  his  success  on  his  first  big  case. 

You  can  picture  the  military  court  that  was 
held  the  next  morning  to  try  the  defendants. 
Seated  on  either  side  of  Major  Powers  at  his 
little  field  table  were  Lieutenant  Decker  and 
Colonel  Devlin,  arm  in  a  sling,  while  Mr.  Egan, 
the  detective,  sat  back  between  Decker  and  the 
Major.  Not  five  feet  away  stood  the  accused. 
At  their  backs  stood  three  guards,  and  at  the 
door  were  two  more;  for  every  precaution  was 
taken  against  escape. 

The  Major  began  in  his  short  commanding 
manner,  "Tell  us  your  story  as  relates  to  this 
gun  and  your  presence  here." 

In  surprisingly  good  English  the  Jap  began: 
"I  was  commissioned  by  the  Secret  Service  De- 
partment of  his  Majesty's  government  to  obtain 
possession  from  Hudson  Maxim  of  certain  data 
and  specifications  which  would  materially 
strengthen  the  army  and  navy.  I  obtained  a 
position  as  a  servant  rather  easily.  Seizing  an 
opportune  moment  when  the  family  was  out,  I 
obtained  possession  of  this  gun  and  several  boxes 
of  bullets,  as  well  as  those  papers  which  you  now 
have.  Knowing  that,  when  the  discovery  was 
made,  every  Jap  in  the  country  would  be  under 
suspicion  as  a  spy,  my  only  course  was  through 
Mexico.  I  had  only  crossed  into  Mexico  about 
twenty  miles  when  I  met  a  fleeing  bunch  of  them. 
Fearing  for  the  safety  of  the  papers,  I  deemed 
it  best  not  to  go  on.  Being  of  a  gambling  nature, 
I  played  cards  that  night  in  a  corner  cafe.  When 
I  finished,  I  owed  this  man  a  considerable  sum 
of  money.  He  wanted  it  immediately.  As  I 
could  not  get  it  for  him,  he  threatened  my  life. 
I  took  him  aside  and  showed  him  the  gun.  His 
eyes  sparkled  and  jumped  when  he  saw  it.  He 
wanted  it  the  worst  way.  I  refused  to  give  it 
to  him  unless  he  called  the  debt  paid.    So  great 


was  his  desire  for  the  gun  that  he  agreed.  That 
night  I  found  some  Mexican  clothes  and  changed 
mine  for  them.  The  next  day  Villa  pursued  us 
so  fast  and  so  great  was  the  rush  to  get  to  safety 
that  we  slipped  by  without  being  searched.  This 
Mexican  was  intent  on  trying  the  gun  and  he 
hated  the  gringoes,  as  he  called  them.  Every 
morning  and  afternoon  at  the  same  time  he  would 
go  down  toward  the  main  gate  and  try  it.  So 
great  an  effect  did  its  marvelous  working  have 
upon  him  that  he  considered  it  some  magic  piece 
of  work.  Yesterday  morning,  however,  which 
happened  to  be  the  first  I  had  walked  with  him, 
the  gun  did  not  go  off  because  the  bullets  were 
wet.  He  could  not  understand,  however,  and 
thought  that  I  had  broken  the  spell.  I  dried  the 
bullets  cautiously  but  not  completely,  so  that 
when  fired  they  smoked  a  little.  I  think  that  is 
how  we  were  discovered  and  are  here  now." 

He  finished,  holding  his  head  up  as  though 
something  just  happened  in  a  matter  of  course 
way,  common  to  all  clever  men  of  his  type. 

"That  will  do  for  this  man.  Now  what  have 
you  to  say?"  said  the  Major,  pointing  to  the 
Mexican. 

The  Mexican  was  in  a  dejected  mood.  His 
head  drooped,  but  continually  he  shot  sneaking 
glances  at  the  gun  on  the  table. 

"H — m!"  he  grunted  and  shrugged  his  shoul- 
ders. "My  grandfather  say,  'Kill  el  gringo !'  My 
father  say,  'Kill  el  gringo !' "  Then  throwing  his 
head  back  suddenly  and  gritting  his  teeth  he 
growled,  "I  say  kill  el  gringo !"  and  with  that  he 
made  a  lurch  for  the  gun.  But  the  guards  were 
on  him  in  a  minute. 

The  Major  immediately  ordered  the  inquiry 
over.  The  Jap  was  turned  over  to  the  Federal 
officers  while  the  Mexican  was  put  back  under 
guard. 

"Now,  gentlemen,"  said  the  Major,  turning 
around,  "I  want  to  thank  you  for  the  service  you 
have  rendered  in  solving  this  mysterious  case, 
especially  in  that  it  brought  out  something  that 
would  be  detrimental  to  your  country's  welfare, 
if  this  man  had  escaped,  and  clearly  shows  that 
we  cannot  be  too  zealous  in  our  patriotism  and 
willingness  to  fight  for  the  Stars  and  Stripes. 
For  enemies  such  as  these  beset  us  at  every  hand 
even  though  we  may  not  see  them. 

"By  your  work,  Mr.  Egan,  you  will  have  not 
only  won  the  respect  of  your  superior  officers, 


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but  also  this  company  is  indebted  to  you  for 
helping  clear  up  what  would  probably  have 
broken  the  spirit  of  the  men  for  some  time. 
As  their  representative  I  take  this  occasion  to 
thank  you. 

"As  for  you,  Colonel  Devlin,  I  can  hardly  ex- 
press my  feelings.  Lieutenant  Decker  has  re- 
ported to  me  your  brave  act  of  yesterday,  which 
you  did  purely  out  of  love  for  your  company, 
even  though  you  were  sacrificing  your  life.  In 
my  next  report  I  certainly  shall  make  a  state- 
ment of  your  bravery  as  well  as  of  Lieutenant 
Decker's  clever  work. 

"Now,  Colonel,  as  a  special  favor  to  the  com- 
pany I  give  you  leave  to  find  out  from  the  men 
what  they  want  done  with  this  Mexican." 

In  just  ten  minutes  Devlin  returned,  "Major, 
they  wish  that  he  be  shot  with  the  gun  he  shot 


them  with  and  that  his  body  be  thrown  into  the 
Rio  Grande  before  sunrise  to-morrow ;  for  they 
will  not  give  him  the  honor  of  a  decent  burial. 
When  I  asked  who  they  wanted  to  do  the  shoot- 
ing, every  man  jumped  to  his  feet  and  begged  for 
the  honor.  However,  they  finally  agreed  to  let 
Jerry  Ryan,  the  little  stubby  Irishman,  who  was 
the  only  one  who  dared  to  do  sentry  duty  yester- 
day morning." 

The  next  morning,  before  the  little  Texas 
town  was  hardly  awake,  the  body  of  a  poor, 
unfortunate  victim  of  the  barbarous  customs  of 
his  uncivilized  country  could  be  seen  floating  to 
the  Gulf.  In  deep  contrast  to  this  watery  burial 
was  the  military  burial,  attended  by  the  most 
solemn  ceremonies,  of  the  men  who  had  died/^ 
doing  their  country's  duty.  Thus  the  silencer 
was  silenced  by  the  silencer. 


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M  '  THE    VILLANOVAN     :  -vf"  ■-    -'^^^ 

THE  ECLIPSE  OF  IRELAND'S  GLORY 

By  JOHN  O'BRIEN 


NATIONS,  like  men,  have  their  "entrances 
and  exits."  They  flourish  and  fade,  and 
with  them  dies  the  memory  of  their  cherished 
triumphs.  As  we  cast  our  eyes  over  the  pages  of 
history,  however,  attention  fixes  on  the  ruins  of 
a  once  happy  land,  whose  glories  and  sufferings 
shall  be  immemorial.  Although  the  peace,  com- 
fort, and  happiness  of  this  Catholic  people  have 
been  ravaged  and  devastated  by  the  guilty  hand 
of  Tyranny,  yet  its  name,  honor,  and  existence 
shall  be  immortalized  in  imperishable  monuments. 

Ireland — a  little  isle  that  saw  the  proudest  sons 
of  man  spring  from  her  bosom,  that  nourished 
the  rarest  and  purest  flowers  of  the  cloister,  that 
heard  the  sweetest  note  of  bard  and  minstrel — 
now  gazes  with  tearful  eye  amid  these  ruined 
rehcs  of  long  ago. 

But  you  may  ask,  What  was  the  cause  of  so 
remarkable  a  change?  What  replaced  Ireland's 
happiness  with  sorrow  and  nature's  beauty  with 
destruction's  waste?  Was  it  the  invasion  of  a 
foreign  enemy  ?  Was  it  internal  rebellion  ?  Was 
it  religious  or  political  strife?  Or  was  it  nature's 
yawning  eruptions  ?  No !  It  was  none  of  these. 
It  was  the  adulterous  and  murderous  hand  of  an 
apostate  tyrant.  For  two  and  a  half  centuries, 
the  Catholics  of  Ireland  spilt  their  blood  in  the 
holy  cause  of  religion.  For  two  and  a  half  cen- 
turies, they  clung  to  their  cross  of  persecution 
in  imitation  of  the  tragedy  on  Calvary's  heights. 
For  two  and  a  half  centuries  the  world  witnessed 
the  greatest  spectacle  of  butchery  and  slaughter 
that  history  offers. 

From  the  reception  of  Christianity  into  Ireland 
to  the  dawn  of  the  sixteenth  century,  Ireland 
was  a  peaceful  and  happy  nation.  During  this 
period  of  over  a  thousand  years,  she  had  given 
innumerable  examples  of  courage  and  fidelity. 
She  had  cultivated  a  deep  love  for  scientific  and 
religious  endeavor  that  begot  her  an  issue  of 
developed  civilization.  In  1509,  when  Henry 
married  Catherine,  Ireland  was  one  of  his  most 
loyal  and  contented  domains.  Accounts  of  his 
generosity  and  regard  for  her,  argue  his  appre- 
ciation of  the  Irishman's  noble  qualities. 

For  sixteen  years,  this  concord  and  harmony 
remained  unbroken  between  a  merciful  and  kind 


sovereign  and  an  obedient  and  honorable  nation. 
But  now  Henry  had  tired  of  his  loyal  wife  and, 
urged  by  a  court  of  religious  hypocrites,  appealed 
to  Clement  VII  for  a  bill  of  divorce.  What  a 
sad  disappointment  this  confident  monarch  en- 
countered! 

When  refused  his  request,  Henry  turned  to  his 
loyal  friends  of  court — Wolsey,  Cranmer,  Parker 
and  men  of  similar  character — for  encouragement 
and  consolation.  These  unworthy  churchmen 
promised  to  propound  the  matter  to  its  full. 
This  they  did;  and,  after  due  and  serious  con- 
sideration, they  urged  the  wavering  tyrant  to 
declare  his  independence  of  Rome  and  to  place 
himself  as  head  of  the  English  church  that  would 
be  established  by  law. 

At  first,  their  decision  alarmed  Henry.  But 
it  did  not  require  many  sound  arguments  to  con- 
vince him  they  were  guiding  him  according  to  a 
well-ordered  conscience  and  an  intimate  knowl- 
edge of  right. 

At  once  he  attempted  to  justify  his  intentions 
before  a  Catholic  people  under  the  many-colored 
robe  of  deceit.  He  complained  of  Catherine's 
advanced  age  and  inability  to  cope  with  the  duties 
of  her  position.  He  mentioned  his  unwillingness 
to  marry  her  and  the  unhappy  state  that  this  non- 
concession  produced.  But,  worst  of  all,  he  even 
dared  to  question  her  purity  and  faithfulness. 
What  a  crying  injustice  to  the  unblemished  char- 
acter of  this  virtuous  woman ! 

For  six  years,  the  question  was  disputed  and 
redisputed  in  church,  court  and  state.  Finally, 
in  spite  of  Rome's  refusal  and  efforts  to  recon- 
cile him  to  justice,  in  spite  of  the  earnest  entreat- 
ies of  the  heart-broken  Catherine,  in  spite  of  the 
wise  and  fatherly  admonitions  of  the  brilliant 
denunciations  of  Fisher  and  Foster,  in  spite  of 
the  strong  opposition  of  the  English  people, 
Henry  deposed  his  lawful  queen  and  took  in  her 
stead  Anne  Boleyn,  a  treacherous  and  ambitious 
woman  of  degraded  qualities. 

Meantime,  England  had  divided  against  itself. 
Some  through  fear  or  hope  of  advantage,  joined 
with  the  king.  Others,  who  loved  justice  and 
truth  more  than  court-favor,  sided  with  Rome 
and     Catherine.       Many    Englishmen    opposed 


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Henry's  action  with  fiery  expressions  of  shame 
and  disgust.  But  Ireland  opposed  it  with  all  the 
vigor  and  strength  of  her  eloquence  and  learning. 
Irishmen  refused  to  listen  to  any  words  of  justi- 
fication in  defense  of  Henry's  act.  For  this  re- 
fusal, they  purchased  for  themselves  the  deepest 
hatred  of  this  newly  selected  queen,  who  exer- 
cised all  her  charms  and  influences  on  the  fallen 
tyrant  for  the  extermination  of  the  Irish  Catholic. 

Of  course,  Henry  and  his  court  of  loyal  friends 
were  excommunicated  for  this  act  of  insubordi- 
nation. In  revenge,  this  apostate  prince  aimed 
a  death-blow  at  Catholic  Ireland.  Within  a  short 
time,  the  infamous  Act  of  Supremacy  was  framed 
by  a  cowardly  and  ambitious  parliament  of  hypo- 
crites, which  confiscated  all  property  of  Ireland 
to  His  Majesty.  This  act  sounded  the  death-knell 
of  peace  and  happiness  of  the  Irishman's  fireside. 
Their  refusal  to  use  the  common  prayer-book 
was  the  signal  for  their  destruction.  Their  rejec- 
tion of  Anne  Boleyn  as  their  lawful  queen  and 
Henry  as  the  visible  head  of  Christ's  Spiritual 
Kingdom  brought  the  wrath  of  England's  guilty 
sovereignty  upon  their  heads. 

Henry,  the  one-time  defender  of  the  Catholic 
faith,  had  now  drawn  his  naked  dagger  against 
the  breast  of  his  Mother  Church.  He  turned 
those  sweet-smelling  dells  and  smiling  valleys — 
those  vales  of  beauty  where  angels  loved  to  droop 
and  rest — into  scenes  of  smouldering  ashes.  He 
replaced  the  innocent  and  joyful  note  of  the  lark 
and  robin  with  the  hissing  of  dying  cinders 
quenched  in  noble  Irish  blood.  He  leveled  to 
the  ground  monasteries  that  contained  the  price- 
less relics  of  Constantinople's  learning  and  wis- 
dom. He  desecrated  churches,  convents,  schools 
and  asylums.  He  outrageously  profaned  the 
defenseless  chastity  of  nuns  and  virgins.  He 
destroyed  towns  and  villages  and  slaughtered  the 
suffering  inhabitants,  regardless  of  age  or  sex, 
amid  the  burning  rafters  of  their  dwelling.  He 
forbade  the  reconstruction  of  Catholic  institu- 
tions and  barred  all  Catholic  worship  and  in- 
struction. He  taxed  the  struggling  remnants  of 
a  one-time  happy  people  so  heavily  that  many 
died  from  privation  and  exposure.  He  refused 
mercy,  justice,  or  even  legal  trial,  to  Ireland.  He 
valued  the  anointed  head  of  God's  ministers  as 
equal  to  the  wolf's — his  life  but  equal  to  the 
dog's.  He  called  it  treason  to  disobey  these  in- 
human precepts,  and  the  offender  suffered  a  trai- 


tor's death.  Unbounded  was  the  brutality  that 
Henry  pressed  on  suffering  Ireland.  Mercy  had 
not  been  blessed.  The  voice  of  charity  was 
hushed  in  the  dark  halls  of  despotism,  and  pa- 
tience turned  to  Ireland  for  its  sustenance. 

In  the  face  of  this  imperfect  and  incomplete 
enumeration  of  Ireland's  pains,  can  it  be  won- 
dered why  Ireland  did  not  produce  one  great 
scholar  during  the  period  of  England's  literary 
success  ?  Can  it  be  wondered  why  the  harp  that 
once  brightened  Tara's  hall  with  its  celestial  and 
golden  waves  of  measured  sound  lay  prostrate 
and  mute  under  the  cold  and  heavy  chains  of 
silence?  Can  it  be  wondered  why  Ireland  ranks 
so  far  behind  the  nations  of  the  world  in  devel- 
oped institutions  and  extended  trade? 

Yet  all  these  sufferings  did  not  weaken  the 
strength  and  devotion  of  Ireland.  The  Irish 
Catholic  mother  that  loved  the  offspring  of  her 
breast  would  rather  sacrifice  that  child  to  barbar- 
ism than  see  it  bend  its  knee  in  sinful  adoration. 

But  God  knew  the  strength  and  devotion  of 
Ireland.  As  a  mark  of  His  affection,  He  turned 
the  holy  blood-drenched  soil  of  Ireland  to  hard- 
ness where  He  planted  His  banner  of  love  and 
preference.  He  knew  the  reverence  and  faith  of 
Irishmen  in  His  Sacred  Heart.  He  knew  that 
every  drop  of  Irish  blood  shed  in  His  behalf 
would  be  a  ruby  to  adorn  the  crown  of  Irish 
martyrs.  He  wished  to  try  the  purity  of  the 
steel  and  prove  to  mankind  that  Ireland  was 
worthy  of  that  crown  which  only  He,  in  His 
loving  justice,  could  bestow.  This  is  why  He 
did  not  intervene  to  defend  His  helpless  and 
loyal  children  against  the  hell-prompted  land  of 
tyranny. 

If  any  other  nation  had  been  bowed  down  with 
such  a  cross,  it  would  have  fled  to  barbarism  in 
despair  or  have  been  the  slave  of  its  oppressor 
for  security.  If  any  other  nation  had  been  offered 
the  bribes  that  treacherous  England  placed  before 
Ireland,  that  nation  would  have  seized  the  sinful 
booty  and  plunged  the  weapon  in  the  breast  that 
gave  it  life.  If  any  other  nation  had  been  forced 
to  oppose  an  antagonist  so  far  superior  in  wealth 
and  position,  that  nation  would  have  been  crushed 
and  would  have  kissed  the  lash  that  was  raised 
to  bruise  it. 

In  spite  of  England's  former  brutality,  in  spite 
of  her  alluring,  sinful  offers,  in  spite  of  her  ifti- 
mense   armies   and   navies,   directed  by   skilful,. 


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experienced  officers  (the  willing  agents  of  her 
cruelty),  Ireland  did  not  crouch — did  not  yield- 
did  not  submit. 

What  a  record  of  victories  and  laurels  cluster 
round  the  holy  name  of  Ireland !  What  a  glori- 
ous crown  of  virtue  and  faithfulness  adorns  the 
fair  brow  of  the  Irish  Catholic!  What  a  rent 
in  the  beauty  and  strength  of  Irish  peace  and 
tranquillity  was  made  by  the  envious  dagger  of 
Henry!  Who  would  have  thought,  that  proud 
and  mighty  England  would  bend  a  suppliant  knee 
to  revengeful  anger  and  passionate  hate? 

But,  even  as  a  garment,  times  and  people 
change.  Customs  and  habits  alter  with  age  and 
location.  But  the  virtues  of  a  nation  cry  for 
existence  in  the  halls  of  eternity. 


What  a  consolation  to  know  that  heaven  will 
demand  the  recording  of  a  nation !  What  a  sat- 
isfaction to  realize  that  justice  will  sway  with 
powerful  sceptre  when  the  memory  of  man  has 
faded !  What  a  happiness  to  hope  that  time  may 
soften  the  stony  heart  of  England  with  the  balm 
of  sorrow!  Then  she  may  place  her  penitent 
tears  as  diamonds  in  the  rubied  crown  of  Irish 
martyrs,  and  learn  from  sorrow  mercy's  ten- 
derest  lesson — the  love  of  brother  man. 

Ireland's  history  is  an  eloquent  sermon,  where- 
in can  be  heard  the  teaching  and  doctrine  of  the 
Divine  favor  that  reflects  His  life  with  its  joys 
and  its  sorrows. 


NOVA  ET  VETERA 

By  A.  J.  PLUNKETT,  '96 

What's  that  you  say 

About  the  boys 

Of  Villanova's  long  ago? 

Simple,  dull,  behind  the  times. 

You  say  those  things? 

I  say,  not  so. 

You  say  you're  bright, 

And  you  are,  my  boy, 

As  bright  as  any  lad  I  vow. 

But  not  so  bright  and  full  of  joy. 

As  the  lads  of  twenty  years  ago. 

You  say  you're  strong, 

And  you  are,  my  boy. 

As  big  and  strong  as  lads  go  now. 

But  sapling  green  you  can't  destroy 

The  strength  of  the  lads  of  long  ago. 

A  book  you'll  write. 
Write  a  book,  my  boy ! 
And  light  its  page  with  thought  aglow, 
Bind  it  with  life,  in  its  writing  show. 
What  a  laughing  lad  with  a  heart  can  say 
Of  the  wondrous  deeds  of  your  youthful  day ! 
But  as  I  read  I'll  smile  "just  so", 
You'll  never  strive,  nor  think,  nor  write 
Like  the  lads  of  twenty  years  ago. 

You  say  you  love. 

You  say  true,  my  boy. 

Shall  you  your  love  on  me  bestow! 

In  love  you'll  match  the  love  I  know 

Of  the  lads  of  twenty  years  ago. 


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OUR  country  has  reached  a  crisis.  The  dark 
clouds  of  trouble  have  overcast  her  glori- 
ous, liberty-loving  skies.  Who  knows  what 
dangers  may  yet  lurk  below  the  horizon?  Intri- 
cate problems,  which  call  for  delicate  and  prudent 
handling  have  come  up  for  our  solution.  On 
the  solution  depends  the  destinies  of  nations,  the 
lives  of  thousands  of  our  fellow-men.  Since  the 
task  is  of  such  great  moment,  and  the  conse- 
quences of  a  step  so  weighty,  how  careful  a  plan 
should  be  adopted  and  carried  cut.  What  skill 
and  far-seeing  wisdom  this  will  require! 

Were  we  to  behold  a  great  institution  con- 
ducted by  a  society  of  men  banded  together  under 
a  leader,  overshadowed  by  impending  dangers, 
what  attitude  should  we  expect  to  find  among 
those  men?  They  are  working  for  a  common 
end ;  with  all  confidence  they  have  placed  a  leader 
in  a  position  of  responsibility;  they  have  left  the 
furthering  of  their  interests  to  him.  Should  we 
not  consider  such  men  foolhardy,  if  in  the  midst 
of  the  crisis  each  one  insisted  that  his  solution 


was  the  best,  each  one  ignored  his  chosen  leader, 
his  chief  ?  Should  we  not  think  those  men  child- 
ish if  each  one  went  about  plans  of  his  own  to 
cure  the  ills  of  the  institution?  Chaos  and  dis- 
aster would  surely  result.  We  should  expect  to 
find  the  subjects  show  loyalty,  unity,  obedience 
and  encouragement  to  their  leader.  We  can  see 
the  absolute  necessity  for  a  mutual  trust. 

In  our  present  troubles — more  momentous  than 
our  country  has  ever  had  to  face  before — there 
are  serious  questions  to  be  settled.  We  have 
given  the  leadership  to  those  who  are  capable  of 
their  great  task.  They  have  studied  the  work- 
ings of  the  great  machine  of  our  nation;  they 
have  watched  the  workings  of  the  world  machine. 
On  the  surface  perhaps  we  see  the  difficulties, 
but  there  are  intricacies  involved  that  we  cannot 
understand. 

A  house  divided  against  itself  must  fall.  Since 
our  leaders  have  such  burdensome  tasks ;  since 
these  are  times  that  try  men's  souls,  they  deserve 
and  have  a  right  to  expect  our  co-operation.    We, 


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on  our  part,  have  serious  obligations.  We  should 
understand  in  what  our  co-operation  consists, 
what  it  excludes. 

We  do  our  part  in  the  common  cause  through 
greater  obedience  to  authority,  through  a  more 
careful  observance  of  the  law.  Thus  shall  we 
prornote  peace  and  tranquility  and  avoid  what- 
ever savors  of  rebellion  and  anarchy.  It  is  in 
these  trying  times  that  the  advocates  of  radical 
social  changes  see  possibilities  for  furthering 
their  schemes.  We  must  beware.  By  our  obed- 
ience we  must  prove  our  loyalty  to  rightly  con- 
stituted authority. 

Loyalty  to  our  country  implies  a  confidence  in 
those  with  whom  we  have  placed  her  destiny. 
It  is  always  hard  to  face  a  crisis.  It  is  hard  to 
see  the  cause  we  love  and  labor  for  attacked, 
even  though  we  may  be  in  no  way  worthy  of 
blame.  How  much  harder  it  is,  when  those  for 
whom  we  are  spending  ourselves  look  on  with 
an  eye  of  suspicion,  a  spirit  of  distrust?  Let  us 
help  those  who  are  solving  the  problems  of  our 
Nation,  by  our  firm  and  loving  trust.  Enemies 
from  without,  we  can  withstand;  but  traitors 
within  tear  at  the  heart  of  a  nation. 

Unity,  obedience,  mutual  trust — ^these  must  be 
our  watchwords.  Let  us  give  evidence  of  this 
spirit  in  our  publications,  our  conversations,  our 


every-day  life.  Let  us  give  our  undivided  sup- 
port to  the  policies  of  our  President  in  his  diffi- 
culties. Yesterday  we  were  Republicans  and 
Democrats;  to-day  we  must  be  only  Americans. 
We  are  one  great  family  united  to  protect  our 
home  at  any  cost.  Now,  the  test  of  our  loyalty 
is  our  steadfastness  and  confidence  in  our  lead- 
ers. In  a  short  time  we  may  be  asked  to  prove 
our  loyalty  by  greater  efforts.  If  in  the  quiet, 
every-day  life  we  have  shown  genuine  loyalty, 
we  shall  not  be  found  wanting  when  greater  sac- 
rifices will  be  asked  of  us.  The  strong,  courage- 
ous trusting  word  dropped  now  and  then  will 
have  its  influence  for  good  over  a  whole  com- 
munity. Bad  effects  will  follow  the  faint-hearted, 
cowardly,  distrustful  word.  We  must  forget  our 
individual  interests  and  think  of  one  great  nation 
in  need.  The  glory  of  the  Stars  and  Stripes  has 
rushed  men  into  certain  death,  and  they  have 
met  it  with  a  smile.  The  thirteen  little  colonies, 
while  they  disagreed  and  clung  to  their  local 
interest,  accomplished  nothing.  When  joined  as 
one  great  United  States  in  love  of  country,  in 
trust  in  their  leaders,  and  in  obedience  to  laws, 
they  astonished  the  world  and  threw  off  the 
yoke  of  oppression.  May  the  qualities  of  our 
ancestors  not  be  lacking  in  us  in  this  dark  hour 
of  need!  G.  A.  O'M. 


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SPRING!  What  sanguine  hopes,  new  cour- 
age, and  calm,  sweet  joy  it  rouses  in  our 
hearts,  grown  cold  from  winter's  ceaseless  blasts ! 
The  South  has  sent  her  winged  messengers  back 
to  our  sprouting  groves.  Our  robin  red-breast 
chirps  on  the  almost  naked  trees  and  will  not 
hearken  to  the  sage  who  warns  him  that  the 
North  may  yet  send  cold  winds  and  blasting 
storms.  The  sun,  charmed  with  Nature's  beau- 
ties, throws  faint  gleams  over  the  Eastern  skies 
long  before  man  thinks  to  rise.  He  forgets  to 
sink  to  rest  and  lingers  till  dim,  twinkling  stars 
warn  him  that  his  reign  for  the  day  is  over.  Ten- 
der buds  burst  forth  from  every  tree,  and  cast 
aside  the  shells  and  chaff  of  last  year's  growth. 
Soft,  gentle  rains  fall  on  mother  earth  and  coax 
the  tender  buds  to  blossom  out.  The  farmer 
turns  the  sod,  rakes  out  last  year's  stubble,  and 
plants  new  seed. 

Spring  is  a  time  for  action,  a  time  of  hope 


and  trust,  a  time  for  building  castles,  for  new 
efforts,  a  time  for  planting  seeds.  Dark,  bleak 
winter  has  gone, — ^gone  with  all  its  memories, 
with  all  its  causes  for  congratulations  and  regrets. 
Now  it  matters  not,  save  as  these  consequences 
influence  us  for  better  lives.  The  ground,  ill- 
kept  last  year,  is  ready  for  new  seeds.  The  field 
of  life  is  waiting  for  our  tillage.  The  field  of 
life  is  ready  to  receive  the  seed  of  hope,  the  seed 
of  ambition,  the  seed  of  earnest  striving.  Time 
is  ever  flying,  and  we  must  not  let  the  spring- 
time pass  until  our  planting  has  been  finished. 

Spring  is  a  time  of  planning.  We  shall  come 
to  the  winter  of  life  all  too  soon,  and  then  it  is 
time  to  enjoy  a  harvest  long  since  gathered.  The 
time  for  planting  will  be  over.  Now  is  the  time 
to  lay  out  the  garden  of  life,  to  place  our  natural 
abilities  and  accomplishments  in  earth  suited  to 
their  growth.  In  other  ground  they  cannot  thrive ; 
perhaps  they  will  not  even  live.    Time  waits  for 


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no  man.  It  is  slipping  away.  The  summer  will 
be  almost  too  late  to  plant  and  surely  infinitely 
less  profitable.  Some  of  the  seeds  of  our  char- 
acter will  never  have  the  chance  to  mature.  Let 
us  find  the  proper  soil,  and  plant  only  worthy 
seeds, — seeds  that  will  spring  up  into  strong, 
glorious  trees  of  manhood. 

Spring  is  a  time  of  growth.  It  is  a  time  to 
send  forth  buds  of  new  and  mightier  endeavor. 
The  buds  must  give  evidence  of  moral  and  intel- 
lectual development.  Good  efforts  on  good 
efforts  will  soon  become  a  habit  with  us.  What 
though  the  past  is  dark  and  tries  to  cling  to  us 
and  drag  us  down  ?  New,  healthy  buds  will  break 
through  the  old  shells  and  scatter  the  remains  of 
last  year's  failures.  The  blossoms  will  be  beau- 
tiful in  their  variety  and  hues,  and  the  fruit  a 
happiness  and  joy  in  life  and  a  treasure  of  ines- 
timable value  in  the  granaries  of  eternity. 

Spring  is  a  time  of  sweet  song-birds,  gentle 
rains,  and  bright,  warm  sun.  The  great  field  of 
life  needs  these  so  much !    Nature  sends  so  many 


clouds.  We  ourselves  often  pile  them  high,  and 
would  obscure  the  sun,  turn  the  gentle  rains  to 
wintry  torrents,  and  shut  out  the  joyful  twitter 
of  the  birds.  Our  own  buds, — our  hopes,  our 
efforts,  our  failures  and  our  sorrows  need  the 
sun, — the  smiles  of  encouragement,  co-operation, 
and  condolence.  Our  companions  and  friends, — 
all  men  need  help,  bright  words,  and  loving  sym- 
pathy. Let  us  not  change  this  beautiful  season 
to  a  chilling,  sour  winter.  Let  us  be  brave,  cour- 
ageous, trusting  men,  filled  with  untiring  efforts 
for  the  good;  Let tts^praise^the  worth  ill  others, 
though  not  indiscriminately,  but  hide  the  bad  and 
let  it  not  be  remembered  but  with  compassion. 
Spring  is  a  time  of  development.  Let  us  fight 
the  disposition  to  be  critical  and  unkind.  Let  us 
shed  rays  of  real,  genuine  spring  about  us.  Then 
the  summer  of  life  will  be  beautiful  in  its  fruit ; 
autumn  will  be  a  glorious,  rich  harvest-time  and 
winter  a  well-earned  and  honorable  reward  and 
rest. 

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EXCHANGES 


We  gratefully  acknowledge  the  following  in- 
teresting exchanges :  The  Alvernia,  The  Aquinas, 
The  Belmont  Review,  De  Paul  Minerval,  The 
Fordham  Monthly,  The  Georgetown  College 
Journal,  The  Getty sburgian.  The  Index,  The 
Laurel,  The  Mountaineer,  The  Petriculanian,  The 
St.  Francis,  The  Viatorian,  The  Vincentian,  Wil- 
liams Literary  Monthly,  St.  Peter's  College  Jour- 
nal. 

The  February  number  of  The  Petriculanian 
contains  an  interesting  article  on  the  "Develop- 
ment of  Education."  The  author  traces  the  evo- 
lution of  education  throughout  the  ages  in  a  very 
precise  manner.  The  method  observed  by  the 
Exchange  editor  is  ideal.  The  short  story,  "Isle 
of  Gold,"  narrates  an  interesting  adventure  in  a 
creditable  manner. 

The  latest  number  of  The  Viatorian  treats  ad- 
mirably of  the  social  question  "strikes",  from 
several  viewpoints.  The  article,  "Poland,"  viv- 
idly depicts  the  pitiable  condition  of  the  people 
and  land,  under  which  that  nation  is  striving  for 
existence  at  the  present  time. 

Our  interest  is  naturally  directed  towards  the 
progress  of  The  Saint  Francis,  which,  like  our- 
selves, is  a  novice  in  journalism.  The  poem,  "The 
Golden  Link,"  is  highly  commendable.    The  edi- 


torial on  patriotism  is  replete  with  well-selected 
and  appropriate  quotations  regarding  that  timely 
subject.  A  short  story  or  two  would  obviously 
furnish  a  variety  in  the  contents,  and  thus  tend 
to  increase  the  merit  of  the  paper. 

The  Vincentian  contains  an  excellent  contrast 
between  L' Allegro  and  II  Penseroso.  We  are 
anxiously  awaiting  the  next  issue  of  The  Vin- 
centian, as  we  know  that  there  will  be  one  thing 
of  interest,  the  continuance  of  the  serial  story, 
"The  Strains  of  His  Violin",  which,  unlike  many 
serials,  is  exceedingly  interesting. 

The  Laurel  furnishes  a  rare  treat  in  its  poems 
and  essays,  but  not  a  single  short  story  inter- 
sperses these  works  in  the  March  number.  The 
poems  are  in  general  of  high  calibre,  and  the 
masterly  fashion  in  which  the  several  essays  per- 
tinent to  Irish  affairs  are  handled  is  praise- 
worthy. 

The  De  Paul  Minerval  possesses  the  distinction 
of  having  the  best  short  stories  of  any  of  our 
exchanges.  The  essay,  "American  Equality",  is 
replete  with  an  elegance  of  diction  too  rarely 
found  in  college  journals.  We  echo  with  double 
intensity  the  sentiments  of  The  Aquinas  in  regard 
to  the  humor  of  "The  Bachelor  Maid". 


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Easter  Vacation 

The  annual  Easter  vacation  began  after  Mass 
on  Holy  Thursday  morning,  April  5,  and  came  to 
an  end  the  following  Monday  at  9  P.  M.  Many 
of  the  students,  living  in  the  vicinity,  took  advan- 
tage of  the  opportunity  to  spend  a  few  days  at 
home. 

Retreat 

The  student's  retreat  was  held,  according  to 
custom,  during  the  first  part  of  Holy  Week,  be- 
ginning on  the  evening  of  Palm  Sunday  and 
ending  with  General  Communion  and  Papal  Ben- 
ediction on  Holy  Thursday  morning.  The  re- 
treat was  conducted  by  the  Rev.  Father  O'Ma- 
honey,  of  Lawrence,  Mass.  Father  O'Mahoney's 
sermons  were  very  instructive  and  the  retreat 
proved  very  successful. 

Death  of  Father  Murphy 
The  entire  College  was  cast  into  gloom  on  Feb- 
ruary 19,  when  the  death  was  announced  of  the 
Rev.  Father  Nicholas  J.  Murphy,  provincial  of 
the  Augustinian  Order  in  the  United  States. 
Funeral  services  were  held  over  the  body  of 
Father  Murphy  in  his  home  parish  in  New  York, 
after  which  it  was  brought  here  for  burial.  Sol- 
emn Pontifical  Mass  was  celebrated  by  Bishop 
McCort  at  Villanova,  February  23.  The  sanctu- 
ary and  choir  were  crowded  with  visiting  clergy, 
who  had  come  to  honor  their  late  friend  and 
confrere.  It  was  one  of  the  largest  gatherings  of 
priests  ever  witnessed  here,  and  indicated  the  high 
regard  in  which  the  late  provincial  was  held. 
Burial  was  made  with  appropriate  ceremonies  in 
the  cemetery  at  Villanova.  In  the  death  of  Father 
Murphy,  The  Villanovan  loses  an  esteemed 
friend  and  benefactor. 


Faculty 
The  only  change  recorded  in  the  personnel  of 
the  faculty  since  the  last  issue,  was  the  addition 
of  Mr.  Cornelius  J.  Dennehy,  B.Sc,  as  instructor 
in  the  Department  of  Chemistry.  Mr.  Dennehy 
is  a  graduate  of  the  College  of  Science  in  the 
University  of  Dublin  and  will  act  as  assistant  to 
Mr.  Fink  in  the  work  of  his  department. 

Baseball  Prospects 
The  baseball  game  with  Princeton  on  March  31 
was  the  formal  opening  of  Villanova's  season 
and  if  the  result  of  that  game  and  pre-season 
prospects  counts  for  much,  we  can  depend  upon 
having  one  of  the  best  teams  which  has  ever 
represented  Villanova  on  the  diamond.  But  it 
takes  more  than  good  wishes  to  run  a  baseball 
team,  so  it  is  up  to  the  student  body  to  lend  their 
support,  financial  and  otherwise.  The  manage- 
ment is  sure  that  if  given  the  earnest  co-opera- 
tion of  everyone,  they  will  take  a  long  step  for- 
ward in  putting  Villanova  on  the  baseball  map. 

Prize  Contests 
Being  desirous  of  increasing  the  number  of 
literary  contributions,  the  staff  of  The  Villa- 
novan has  offered  two  prizes,  each  of  five  dol- 
lars in  gold,  one  for  the  best  story  and  the  other 
for  the  best  essay  submitted  during  the  year.  In 
each  case  the  originality  of  the  theme  will  be 
considered  as  a  big  factor.  The  winners  will  be 
announced  in  the  June  issue. 

Condolences 
The  Villanovan  in  its  own  name  and  that 
of  the  entire  student  body  wishes  to  express  its 
heartfelt  sympathy  to  Alexander  Malone  and 
Michael  Dougherty  in  their  recent  bereavement 
upon  the  death  of  their  respective  fathers. 


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Phi  Kappa  Pi 

At  the  regular  monthly  meeting,  held  on  Fri- 
day evening,  March  9,  a  very  interesting  thesis 
was  read  by  Mr.  Raymond  Maloney.  Mr.  Ma- 
loney  chose  as  his  topic,  "The  Manufacture  of 
Asbestos,"  and  he  gave  a  clear  description  of  the 
different  methods  employed,  laying  special  em- 
phasis on  its  modern  usage.  Specimens  of  the 
asbestos  in  its  different  stages  of  manufacture 
were  submitted  for  inspection.  Routine  business 
was  transacted  and  plans  for  the  annual  banquet 
to  be  held  in  May  were  discussed.  The  replies 
of  several  of  the  graduates  to  the  Employment 
Bureau's  appeal  were  read  by  the  secretary. 

Only  one  trip  of  inspection  was  made  during 
the  month,  that  being  to  the  plant  of  the  Ivy 
Rock  Steel  Company,  at  Ivy  Rock,  Pa.  A  guide 
was  furnished  through  the  courtesy  of  the  com- 
pany and  the  party  was  taken  through  the  entire 
mill,  following  the  process  of  manufacture  from 
the  melting  down  in  the  furnace  to  the  rolling 
of  the  finished  sections. 

A  theatre  party  was  given  by  the  society  on 
the  evening  of  February  20  in  Philadelphia  and 
an  enjoyable  time  was  had  by  all  who  attended. 

Holy  Name  Society 
The  Rev.  Fathers  Dohan  and  Hickey  were  the 
speakers  at  the  last  meeting  of  the  Holy  Name 
Society,  held  on  Sunday  evening,  March  11. 
Father  Dohan's  address  was  as  impressive  as  it 
was  timely,  his  subject  being  "Loyalty",  and  in 
it  he  urged  each  individual  to  do  his  utmost  in 
standing  behind  the  President  in  the  international 
crisis.  Father  Hickey's  talk  was  also  very  in- 
structive and  proved  every  bit  as  interesting. 

Epsilon  Phi  Theta 
The  passing  of  the  Lenten  season  found  the 
members  of  the  Epsilon  Phi  Theta  prepared  to 


take  up  their  activities  again  with  renewed  vigor. 
At  the  last  meeting  a  committee  was  appointed 
to  make  arrangements  for  a  theatre  party  which 
will  be  held  in  the  near  future  and  at  which  the 
society  will  have  as  their  guests,  members  of  the 
faculty.  The  advisability  of  holding  a  banquet 
this  year  was  also  discussed  but  no  action  was 
taken,  the  committee  appointed  not  having  their 
report  completed. 

Several  interesting  papers  on  current  topics 
were  read  at  the  meeting  and  quite  lengthy  dis- 
cussions were  held  on  these  subjects  before  ad- 
journing, f       ; 

Election  of  officers  for  the  next  year  will  be 
held  at  the  May  meeting. 

Dramatic  Society 

Members  of  the  Dramatic  Society  are  hard  at 
work,  learning  their  parts  for  the  two  perform- 
ances which  will  be  given  before  the  College 
closes  in  June.  The  first  one  is  a  minstrel  and  is 
to  be  presented  April  26.  The  second  will  be  a 
drama  entitled  "The  Man  of  the  Hour,"  and  it 
will  be  given  some  time  in  May.  Both  perform- 
ances will  be  held  in  the  college  auditorium,  and 
a  capacity  crowd  is  anticipated  on  each  occasion. 

Appointed  to  West  Point 

Word  was  received  here  a  few  weeks  ago  that 
John  V.  Domminey,  '17,  was  the  recipient  of  an 
appointment  from  the  State  of  New  York  to  the 
United  States  Military  Academy  at  West  Point, 
N.  Y.,  having  already  passed  successfully  all  the 
necessary  examinations.  Mr.  Domminey  will 
enter  West  Point  next  June,  after  his  graduation 
from  Villanova.  The  Villanovan  extends  to 
its  editor-in-chief  heartiest  congratulations. 

Joseph  O'Leary,  '18. 


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Weddings 

Dr.  Timothy  M.  O'Rourke,  '04,  was  married 
February  24,  1917,  in  the  Cathedral,  Philadel- 
phia, to  Mabel  J.  Landes.  Dr.  O'Rourke,  who 
for  a  number  of  years  was  chief  resident  phy- 
sician at  Medico-Chi  Hospital,  Philadelphia,  has 
succeeded  in  building  up  during  the  last  two  years 
a  very  large  private  practise. 

"Eddie"  Murphy,  one  of  the  best  all-around 
athletes  as  well  as  one  of  the  most  popular  stu- 
dents that  has  ever  attended  Villanova,  was  mar- 
ried February  28,  to  Mary  A.  Richardson,  of 
Hawley,  Pa.  Immediately  after  the  ceremony 
"Eddie"  and  his  bride  departed  for  the  training 
camp  of  the  White  Sox,  to  which  team  he  was 
traded  by  Connie  Mack  after  having  achieved 
much  fame  as  a  member  of  the  World  Champion 
Athletics.  To  the  happy  couples  The  Villa- 
NOVAN  extends  its  felicitations  and  best  wishes. 

New  Play 
Howard  M.  Sheeley,  '00,  to  his  many  other 
laurels  has  recently  added  that  of  successful 
dramatist.  A  farce-comedy  entitled  "The  Fam- 
ily Tree"  has  just  ended  a  run  of  three  weeks 
at  the  Little  Theatre,  Philadelphia.  The  play  is 
a  clever  satire  on  social  ambition  and  the  des- 
perate efforts  of  certain  "climbers"  to  wedge 
their  way  into  "exclusive  society."  The  critics 
have  praised  Mr.  Sheeley's  effort  very  highly  and 
predict  a  brilliant  future  for  him  as  a  dramatist. 
The  Villanovan  joins  his  many  friends  in  ex- 
tending hearty  congratulations. 

Testimonial  Banquet 
Mr.  James  E.  Dougherty,  '80,  of  Bryn  Mawr, 
Pa.,  was  recently  tendered  a  testimonial  banquet 
by  the  Columbus  Council,  No.  992,  K.  of  C, 
Philadelphia,  of  which  he  is  a  Past  Grand  Knight. 
A  number  of  addresses  were  made  by  distin- 


guished  knights  and  guests  during  the  course  of 
the  banquet,  at  the  conclusion  of  which  Mr. 
Dougherty  was  presented  with  a  valuable  gift. 

Condolences 

The  Villanovan  extends  its  condolences  to 
John  A.  and  Joseph  Murphy  upon  the  recent 
death  of  their  beloved  father,  Michael  Murphy, 
which  occurred  at  his  home  in  Overbrook,  Pa.; 
likewise  to  Charles  A.  McAvoy,  '98,  upon  the 
death  of  his  mother  at  her  home  in  Norristown, 
Pa.  Many  Villanova  men  were  in  attendance  at 
both  funerals. 

Deaths 

During  the  last  few  months,  death,  the  grim 
reaper,  has  exacted  a  heavy  toll  among  Villanova 
men : 

Rev.  James  J.  Keegan,  '72,  rector  of  St.  Charles 
Church,  Woburn,  Mass.,  whose  death  occurred 
March  14,  was  one  of  the  most  widely  known 
priests  throughout  the  Boston  Diocese.  Upon  his 
graduation  at  Villanova  in  the  Class  of  '72  he 
entered  the  seminary,  being  ordained  priest  in 
1875.  After  his  ordination  he  served  in  many 
cities  of  the  Diocese,  notably  in  Lynn,  South 
Boston  and  Randolph.  He  was  appointed  to  St. 
Charles  Church  in  1897  and  had  won  his  way  into 
the  hearts  of  his  parishioners  by  his  great  sym- 
pathy and  kindliness. 

Hon.  Michael  Conry,  whose  death  took  place 
last  month,  was  a  member  of  Congress  from  New 
York  City  in  the  House  of  Representatives  in 
which  he  had  been  a  member  for  a  number  of 
years.  His  death  came  suddenly  in  the  midst  of 
his  legislative  labors.  He  was  reputed  to  be  one 
of  the  most  popular  as  well  as  eloquent  mem- 
bers in  the  House.  He  was  a  Democrat  and 
during  the  last  four  years  had  been  actively  iden- 
tified with  most  of  the  legislation  proposed  by 
President   Wilson.     After   his   departure   from 


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Villanova  in  1886,  he  entered  the  University  of 
Michigan,  taking  up  the  study  of  law.  Mr. 
Conry  had  consented  to  take  part  in  the  Com- 
mencement exercises  of  1917,  and  his  untimely 
death  was  a  great  shock  to  the  officials  of  the 
College. 

News  comes  from  Lynn,  Mass.,  of  the  death 
of  Dr.  Joseph  F.  O'Shea,  '82,  who  for  the  past 
seven  years  had  been  city  physician  of  that  city. 
Dr.  O'Shea,  as  a  young  man,  was  an  athlete  of 
prominence  in  college  and  professional  circles. 
Upon  leaving  Villanova  he  studied  medicine  at 
the  New  York  Medical  School,  from  which  he 
graduated.  He  subsequently  did  considerable  re- 
search work  at  Columbia  University,  followed  by 
expert  work  at  Bellevue  Medical  College  and 
studies  in  Berlin,  Germany,  and  the  Mayo  Insti- 
tute at  Rochester,  Minn.  He  was  a  member  of  the 
Lynn  Board  of  Health  and  was  a  member  of  the 
Massachusetts  Medical  Society,  the  Oxford  Club 
of  Lynn  and  the  Essex  County  Medical  Society. 

Very  Rev.  D.  D.  Regan,  O.S.A.,  for  more  than 
fifteen  years  prior  and  rector  of  St.  Augustine's 
Church,  Philadelphia,  died  Holy  Thursday  morn- 
ing, April  5,  1917,  after  a  long  illness.  Father 
Regan  studied  at  Villanova  in  the  early  seventies. 
He  was  ordained  priest  March  15,  1874.  During 
his  long  career  as  a  priest  he  was  called  upon  to 
occupy  many  important  positions  in  the  Augus- 
tinian  Order.  He  was  successively  rector  of  St. 
Mary's  Church,  Lawrence,  Mass.;  St.  Mary's 
Church,  Waterf ord ;  St.  Paul's  Church,  Mechan- 
icville,  and  the  Church  of  the  Immaculate  Con- 
ception, Hoosick  Falls,  N.  Y.  Father  Regan  was 
always  very  popular  and  beloved  by  all  for  his 
openheartedness  and  genial  ways.  The  attend- 
ance at  the  funeral,  which  was  held  in  Philadel- 


phia, April  9,  was  an  evidence  of  the  high  esteem 
in  which  he  was  held. 

AuGusTiNiAN  Changes 
The  death  of  Father  Murphy  necessitated  a 
number  of  changes  among  the  Augustinians. 
Very  Rev.  C.  M.  Driscoll,  who  became  Rector 
Provincial  of  the  Province,  shortly  after  the 
funeral  announced  the  following  transfers  and 
promotions :  Rev.  B.  J.  Zeiser,  Prior  and  Rector 
of  the  Church  of  St.  Nicholas  of  Tolentine,  in  the 
Bronx;  Rev.  George  A.  Dermody,  Rector  of  St. 
James'  Church,  Carthage,  N.  Y.,  and  Rev.  D.  A. 
Herron,  Rector  of  St.  Denis'  Church,  Ardmore, 
Pa.  Recently  Rev.  Charles  A.  Baker  was  sent  to 
succeed  Father  Zeiser  at  Chestnut  Hill,  Rev.  L. 
M.  Powers  becoming  sub-prior  and  Rev.  D.  W. 
Driscoll,  procurator  at  Villanova. 

Jottings 

Admiral  Wm.  S.  Benson,  who  received  the  de- 
gree of  Doctor  of  Laws  from  Villanova  in  1915, 
has  been  designated  by  Notre  Dame  University  as 
the  recipient  of  this  year's  Laetare  Medal.  The 
honor  is  a  worthy  one  and  has  met  with  universal 
approval. 

Rev.  E.  A.  Walsh,  Assistant  Rector  of  St. 
Mary's  Church,  Troy,  N.  Y.,  has  been  appointed 
rector  at  West  Winfield,  N.  Y. 

John  O'Leary,  '15,  is  now  in  the  Engineering 
Department  of  the  Interborough  Rapid  Transit 
Company  of  New  York  City. 

The  following  were  recent  visitors  at  the 
college:  Charles  Heiken,  Sylvester  Sabbatino, 
George  Wilson,  Carl  Gilbert,  James  Malone,  Wil- 
liam Miller,  Charles  McLaughlin  and  Harold 
Applegarth. 

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Basketball 

The  Inter-class  League  was  brought  to  a  close 
after  a  very  successful  season,  on  Wednesday, 
March  28,  when  the  Freshman  team  rather  easily 
defeated  the  Junior,  thereby  winning  the  cham- 
pionship. 

These  inter-class  games  have  gotten  to  be  an 
annual  event  at  Villanpva  and  are  much  looked 
forward  to  by  the  student  body.  It  is  the  only 
sport  indulged  in  at  Villanova  during  the  winter 
months  and  the  favor  with  which  it  was  received 
this  year  was  more  than  gratifying  to  the  organ- 
izers of  the  project.  The  games  were  very 
spirited  and  unusually  well  attended.  The  race 
was  close  too,  that  is,  in  the  matter  of  games 
won  and  lost,  although  there  was  never  much 
doubt  as  to  the  final  outcome. 

The  Freshman  presented  a  well-balanced,  well- 
drilled  team  and  finished  the  season  with  a  clean 
slate.  It  was  easily  the  best  class  team  seen 
around  here  in  a  number  of  years.  The  Sporting 
Editor  extends  to  the  victors  the  congratulations 
and  best  wishes  of  The  Villanovan. 

Another  factor  which  insured  the  success 
of  the  league  was  the  assistance  rendered  by 
Mr.  McGuire,  our  genial  prefect,  who  was  the 
eleventh  man  on  the  floor.  The  man  with  the 
whistle  is  an  important  part  of  any  game  and 
this  department  during  the  entire  series  was  cer- 
tainly well  handled. 

The  following  games  were  the  most  important 
and  really  decided  the  final  positions  of  the  first 
three  teams. 

Sophomores  vs.  Seniors 

The  most  exciting  game  of  the  year  was  prob- 
ably the  battle  between  the  Sophs  and  Seniors. 
The  second  year  men  Avon  by  a  margin  of  one 
point.    Score  17-16. 


In  the  first  half  the  Sophomores  had  every- 
thing their  own  way  and  at  half  time  the  score 
stood  16-1  in  their  favor.  In  the  second  half, 
however,  the  Seniors  took  a  decided  brace  and 
opened  up  a  little  spurt.  Four  field  goals  by 
McCullian  and  two  by  Hammond  placed  the  Sen- 
iors within  striking  distance,  but  the  lead  obtained 
by  the  underclassmen  in  the  first  half  was  too 
big  and  their  rally  fell  just  two  points  shy  of 
victory. 

Egan  played  the  best  ball  for  the  Sophs,  while 
McCullian  showed  up  best  for  the  Seniors. 
Lineup : 


Seniors. 

Kirsh   Forward . 

Hammond  Forward . 

McCullian  Center. . 

M.  Domminey   

Goodwin   


Sophomores. 

Benson 

. . .  McEnerney 
Egan 


.  Guard Walsh 

.  Guard Ewing 


Field  goals — McCullian,  4;  Hammond,  2;  Egan,  2; 
McEnerney,  3;  Walsh,  i.  Foul  goals — Hammond,  4; 
Egan,  5.    Referee — McGuire. 


Sophomores  vs.  Fourth  Prep. 

The  surprise  of  the  season  was  the  ease  with 
which  the  Prep,  team  defeated  the  Sophomore 
team,  Score  33-9. 

The  youngsters  showed  a  great  brand  of  ball 
and  rained  in  fourteen  field  goals.  Reap  leading 
the  procession  with  six  two-pointers  to  his  credit. 
Wasilko  was  next  in  line  with  four.  This  unex- 
pected defeat  tumbled  the  Sophs  into  third  place 
and  enabled  the  Juniors  to  clinch  the  second  rung. 

Egan  was  the  best  man  for  the  Sophs  and 
scored  seven  of  his  team's  nine  points.  Jim  Reap 
was  the  star  of  the  other  team.    Lineup: 


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Marlowe  ..... .... , . . . .  Forward. 

Blanchfield  . . . . ........  Forward . 

Reap Center. . 

Wasilko  Guard . . 

Craemer   Guard. . 


Sophomores. 

Benson 

. . .   McEnerney 

Egan 

Walsh 

Ewing 


Field  goals — Reap,  6;  Wasilko,  4;  Blanchfield,  2; 
Marlowe,  i ;  Craemer,  i ;  McEnerney,  Egan.  Foul  goals 
—Reap,  S ;  Egan,  5. 


Freshmen  vs.  Juniors 

This  game  was  the  final  game  of  the  season 
and  decided  the  championship  in  favor  of  the 
Freshmen.  The  1920  team  scored  in  the  first 
minute  and  was  never  headed,  the  final  score 
being  28-8.  Despite  the  big  difference  in  the 
score  the  game  was  well  played  and  proved  to 
be  an  interesting  match. 

The  Freshmen  showed  surprising  team  play 
and  their  passing  and  shooting  were  at  times 
bewildering.  Diggles  played  a  wonderful  game 
for  the  first  year  men,  scoring  six  times  from  the 
floor,  while  the  defensive  work  of  Bill  and  Leo 
Brennan  was  also  noteworthy.  The  Juniors 
scored  but  two  field  goals,  both  being  long  shots 
from  the  middle  of  the  floor.  McGucken  played 
the  best  ball  for  the  upperclassmen  and  scored 
six  of  his  team's  eight  points.     Lineup: 


Freshmen. 
McCauley  Forward . 

(McDermott) 

Diggles   Forward. 

Voight  Center. . 

W.  Brennan  Guard . . 

L.  Brennan  Guard . . 


Juniors. 
. .   Sheehan 


McCormick 

Dougherty 

.  McGucken 

...  O'Brien 


(Griswold) 
Field  goals — McCauley,  W.  Brennan,  Voight,  3;  Dig- 
gles, 6 ;  McDermott,  McGucken,  Dougherty.   Foul  goals 
— McGucken,  4;  Diggles,  2. 


Baseball 

On  March  31  our  Varsity  baseball  team  opened 
the  1917  campaign  at  Princeton.  The  first  game 
resulted  in  an  overwhelming  victory  for  Villa- 
nova,  score  11-0. 

Villanova's  batters  had  their  hitting  clothes 
on  and  battered  three  of  the  Orange  and  Blue 
boxmen  for  ten  hits.  McGuckin  started  the 
slaughter  in  the  first  session  by  slamming  out  a 
two-base  hit.  Sheehan,  Dougherty  and  Murray 
were  also  successful  in  getting  on  in  this  inning. 


They  all  scored  and  the  outcome  was  never  in 
boubt.''' 

Sheehan  successfully  checked  Princeton's  only 
rally  when  in  the  sixth,  with  the  bases  full,  he 
made  a  beautiful  running  catch  of  Bauhan's  drive 
to  deep  center.  The  team  as  a  whole  fielded  very 
well  and  did  not  have  one  error  chalked  up 
against  them. 

Molyneaux,  who  has  now  faced  Princeton  for 
the  third  consecutive  season,  was  very  effective, 
striking  out  six  men,  and  allowing  only  six  hits, 
which  were  widely  scattered. 


ViLLANOVA. 


McGuckin,  ss 5    2    2  3 

Sheehan,    rf 6    2    i  o 

Dougherty,    If 5    2    o  o 

Murray,  ib , 2    o  12  o 

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McGeehan,  3b 5 

McCullan,  2b 5 

Robinson,    cf 4 

Loan,    c 4 

Molyneaux,    p 4 


A.B.  H.  0.  A.  E. 
0 
0 
0 
O 
0 
O 
O 
O 
O 


Totals 40  10  27  12 


Princeton. 


Howett,  3b 2  o  I    0 

Lee,  rf 4  200 

Rankin,  If 4  i  3    0 

Tibbott,  p o  0  o    o 

Savage,   p 4  i  o    2 

Matlock,    p 0  o  0    o 

Driggs,  c 4  I  10    o 

Bauhan,    ss 4  o  i 

Foster,   cf i  o  i 

Hammond,    cf 3  o  i 

Scully,    lb 4  o  10 

Madden,    2b 3  i  o 


A.B.  H.  0.  A.  E. 
0 
I 
I 
o 
o 
o 

2 

o 
I 
o 
o 
o 


2 
O 

o 

0 

s 


Total  33    6  27    9    4 

Villanova    5    o    i     o    o    2    o    3    o — 11 

Princeton    o    o    o    0    o    0    o    o    o —  o 


Runs  scored — McGuckin,  McGeehan,  McCullan,  Loan, 
Molyneaux,  Sheehan,  2;  Dougherty,  2;  Murray,  2. 
Stolen  bases — McGuckin,  Dougherty,  Robinson.  Two 
base  hits — McGuckin.  Innings  pitched — Tibbott,  1-3; 
Savage,  7  2-3;  Matlock,  i.  Struck  out — By  Savage,  7; 
by  Matlock,  2;  by  Molyneaux,  6.  Bases  on  balls — Off 
Savage,  6;  off  Molyneaux,  2.  Left  on  bases — Villanova, 
8;  Princeton,  8.  Hit  by  pitcher — Molyneaux  (by  Mat- 
lock).    Umpires — Freeman  and  Conahan. 


Since  the  last  edition  of  The  Villanovan  the 
baseball   schedule   has   been   somewhat   revised. 


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The  proposed  contests  with  Army,  Georgetown 
and  Seton  Hall  have  all  fallen  through  and  other 
games  have  been  arranged  in  their  places.  The 
revised  schedule  follows: 

April  11 — Haverford  at  Villanova. 

"  14 — Ursinus  at  Collegeville. 

"  20— Albright  at  Villanova. 

"  21 — Gettysburg  at  Villanova. 

"  24— Drexel  at  Philadelphia. 

"  25 — Haverford  at  Haverford. 

27— Mt.  St.  Joseph's  at  Baltimore. 

"  28 — Catholic  University  at  Washington. 

May  1— U.  of  P.  at  Philadelphia. 


May        2 — ^Alumni  at  Villanova. 

5 — Manhattan  at  Villanova. 
9 — Albright  at  Myerstown. 
12 — Fordham  at  New  York. 
16 — Lehigh  at  South  Bethlehem. 
17 — Catholic  University  at  Villanova. 
19 — Dickinson  at  Villanova. 
2A — Penn  State  at  State. 
25 — Dickinson  at  Carlisle. 
26 — Gettysburg  at  Gettysburg, 
June        2 — Ursinus  at  Villanova. 

4— Mt.  St.  Joseph's  at  Villanova. 
5 — Lebanon  Valley  at  Villanova. 

John  J.  Dougherty,  '18. 


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DON'T  WORRY 

If  war  should  be  declared 

And  you  are  feeling  scared,       ^ 

Don't  worry. 
You'll  either  have  to  fight, 
Or  stay  at  home  all  right. 
And  if  you  stay  at  home 

You  needn't  worry. 

If  called  upon  to  serve. 
Just  buckle  up  your  nerve, 

Don't  worry. 
You  might  be  at  the  head. 
Or  safe  behind  instead. 
And  if  you're  safe  in  camp 

You  shouldn't  worry. 

If  battle  rages  'round 

And  comrades  strew  the  ground, 

Don't  worry. 
A  shell  or  two  you'll  get, 
Or  else  your  time's  not  yet. 
And  if  your  skin  is  whole 

You  needn't  worry. 

If  carried  from  the  fray. 
Just  grit  your  teeth  and  say. 

Don't  worry. 
Your  heart  is  pierced  by  steel. 
Or  else  your  wound  will  heal. 
And  if  you're  going  to  live. 

You  shouldn't  worry. 

Now  if  you've  passed  away. 
The  facts  are  plain  as  day. 
A  man  that's  dead  and  buried 
Cannot  worry. 


J.  V.  D. 


Villanova  students  showed  a  lack  of  patriotic 
spirit  in  beginning  a  retreat  the  night  before  the 
President  announced  his  intention  of  declaring 

war. 

*  *     * 

We  find  the  following  passage  in  Fabiola: 
"Fulvius  betook  himself  to  the  country  home  of 
Agnes  for  the  purpose  of  pressing  his  suit." 
How  about  this,  ye  borrowers  of  electric  flat- 
irons? 

*  *     * 

Because  of  the  severing  of  diplomatic  relations 
between  China  and  Germany,  Sing  Lung,  the 
premier  laundryman  of  Bryn  Mawr,  has  refused 
to  do  the  German  professors'  collars. 

*  *     * 

Lieutenant  O'Malley  has  left  us  in  order  to 
take  charge  of  the  recruits  in  Avoca.  Address 
all  mail  to  the  United  Cigar  Store,  Avoca,  Pa. 

*  *     ♦ 

Archie :  "Why  were  the  Northern  soldiers  so 
much  affected  by  the  cold  during  the  Civil  War." 

Bertie :  "Because  they  were  caught  in  the 
draft?" 

Archie:  "No,  because  they  fought  in  their 
Union  suits." 

Villanova  offered  Princeton  a  loan  on  last  Sat- 
urday, but  they  tried  to  steal  and  were  caught. 

(Baseball  note.) 

*  *     * 

As  Sylvester  was  passing  Sing  Sing  on  his  way 
up  the  Hudson  River,  towards  Cohoes,  he  was 
almost  moved  to  tears,  as  the  band  on  the  boat 
began  to  play  "Memories  of  Home." 


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HIT  'ER  OUT 

When  three  men  are  on  base, 
Just  limber  up  your  mace, 

"Hit  'er  out." 
For  the  boy  that  slugs  the  ball, 
Is  the  one  that  gets  them  all. 
When  he's  up  you'll  hear  the  bleachers. 

"Hit  'er  out." 

If  one  run  means  the  game, 

Our  cry  is  just  the  same,  i, 

"Hit  'er  out." 
We  fans  go  mad  with  joy, 
Hear  us  shouting  "  'atta  boy." 
For  we  like  to  see  those  sluggers 

"Hit  'er  out." 

No  matter  what  the  score, 
We  give  that  loud  encore, 

"Hit  'er  out." 
The  grandest  way  to  play. 
Is  swat  'em  far  away. 
For  baseball's  battle  cry  is 

"Hit  'er  out." 

He  may  be  a  fielding  crack. 
But  the  bushes  get  him  back. 
If  he  cannot  swing  his  club  and 
"Hit  'er  out." 

J.  V.  D. 

*  *     * 

The  Senior  Philosophy  class  requested  Father 
Hickey  to  show  them  tricks,  and  he  handed  them 
a  little  bull.  Here,  Tricks!  Stand  up  for  the 
gentlemen ! 

*  *     * 

Harry  (to  Tom,  who  is  passing  him  soup)  : 
"Say!  Look  out!  Don't  you  know  your  thumb 
is  in  the  soup?" 

Tom :  "I  don't  mind.  It's  not  very  hot." 


A  miss  is  good  for  a  smile. 

*  *    ^ 

The  fact  that  Messrs.  Washington  and  Greene 
continue  to  preside  over  the  destinies  of  the  col- 
lege kitchen  has  evoked  the  following  from  Eddie 
McCullian:  "Villanova  students,  like  the  British 
>  soldiers  of  Revolutionary  times,  having  things 
made  hot  for  them  by  Washington  and  Greene." 

*  *    * 

Since  Cupid  started  his  capers  there  is  not  a 
single  professor  left  in  the  Engineering  School. 

*  *    *  ■' ' 

The  Senior  and  Junior  classes  have  Cains.  The 
Sophomores  not  to  be  outdone  got  a  Butler. 

*  *     * 

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the  matter?  Can't  you  discover?  Perhaps  there 
isn't  any  water  in  the  carburetor."  He  auto  know 
all  about  machines,  too. 

*  *     * 

First  Civil  (in  concrete):  "The  soft  soap 
method  is  called  the  Silvester  System." 

Second  Civil:  "Yes.  That  just  sounds  like 
Benson." 

*  *     * 

Professor  Rowland:  "Well,  boys,  have  you 
put  the  steam  engine  together  again  ?" 

Electrical  Trio:  "Yep.  She  is  all  together 
now,  but  we  have  two  nuts  and  a  bolt  left  over." 

*  *     * 

The  Camden  police  force  wants  to  know  what 
Walsh  did  with  that  cop's  revolver. 

*  *     * 

President  Wilson  may  have  his  Pacifists,  but 
judging  from  the  monthly  marks,  the  Sophs  and 
Freshies  have  their  "Hump." 

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Concerning  Clerical  Cloths 

THE  question  uppermost  in  the  minds  of 
the  many  friends  of  our  Clerical  Tailoring 
Department  concerning  their  cloths  is  whether 
the  scarcity  of  dyestuffs  will  bring  in  the  possi- 
bility of  our  black  cloths  failing  to  remain  black. 

We  are  happy  to  say  that  we  can  guarantee 
absolutely  every  black  cloth  and  every  dark 
blue  cloth  in  our  Clerical  Tailoring  section. 

We  exercised  foresight  in  the  purchase  of 
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bought  them  so  early  and  in  such  large  volume, 
that  we  are  able  to  place  back  of  every  suiting, 
in  the  department  intended  for  our  friends  of 
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365,592.00 

516,159.00 

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1913 

473.9«7-00 

604,768.00 

381,685.00 

57,166                  13,931,720.00 

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502,037.00 

720,869.00 

501,777.00 

59,878                  14,848,234.00 

1915 

528,748.00 
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813,234.00 

605,008.00 

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Secretary 

Treasurer 

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PENNSYLVANIA 

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A  group  of  men  were  arguing 
One  afternoon,  at  length 

Upon  the  navies  of  the  world, 
And  their  respective  strength. 


One  said  that  England  was  the  queen 

Of  all  upon  the  sea ; 
Some  favored  France,  and  others  gave 

The  palm  to  Germany. 

An  Irishman  was  standing  by 

Of  patriotic  mind. 
Said  he,  "The  Irish  navy  is 

The  greatest  of  its  kind." 

A  laugh  arose  from  all  the  rest, 
They  swore  you  could  not  beat 

A  man  who  calmly  stated  that 
The  Irish  had  a  fleet. 

"Well,  tell  me  now,"  said  one  of  them, 
"Where  the  Irish  navy  lies." 

"Sure,  how  do  I  know,"  answered  he, 
"But  what  you're  German  spies." 

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'^HE  ALL-AROUND  BELTED  COAT, 
WITH  ITS  CLEAN-CUT  TRIM- 
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NOVEL  FEATURE  OF  THE  NEW 
SPRING  SUITS,  WHICH  WILL  BE 
REApiLY  ACCEPTED  BY  THE  CARE- 
FUL DRESSER. 

MANY  INTERPRETATIONS  OF 
THIS  SMART  STYLE— DEVELOPED 
IN  TWEEDS,  WORSTEDS,  AND 
OTHER  SPRING  FABRICS,  FAULT- 
LESSLY TAILORED  BY  THE  STEIN- 
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Saturday  Evening  Three  Acts  of  Vaudeville 
and  Six  Reels  of  Pictures. 


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VILLANOVA,  PENNSYLVANIA 


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Makers  of  Fins,  Rings,  Medals  and  Cups  for  Gass, 
Fraternities  and  Track  for  past  six  years  at  Villanova. 
Our  original  designs,  clean  cut  die  work,  and  distinctive 
tone  and  finish  are  the  reason. 


Compliments 

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Our  original  designs,  clean  cut  die  work,  and  distinctive 
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THE  VILLANOVAN 


JUNE,    1917 


No.  4 


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VILLANOVA  HYMN 

By  JOHN  I.  WHELAN,  '93 

The  old  boys,  the  new  boys, 
Are  marching  thousands  strong 

To  praise  you,  to  raise  you 
With  all  our  shouts  of  song. 

For  song  is  where  love  is, 
And  old  is  ever  new, — ■ 

With  old  love  that's  new  love 
To  Villanova  true. 


Chorus. 
So  we  sing,  sing,  sing. 
And  our  voices  ring 
Of  the  love  that  is  old,  that  is  new; 
Villanova!  Villanova!  Villanova! 
The  love  that  is  love  that  is  you. 

The  time-beat  is  heart-beat 

When  music  makes  its  lay; 
And  loyal  is  royal — 

Villanova  for  aye ! 
So  the  old  boys,  the  new  boys, 

The  boys  that  love  makes  young. 
Will  praise  you  and  raise  you 

To  heights  by  music  sung. — Cho. 


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Vol.  1 


JUNE,    1917 


No.  4 


VILLANOVA  HYMN 

By  JOHN  I.  WHELAN,  '93 

The  old  boys,  the  new  boys. 

Are  marching  thousands  strong 
To  praise  you,  to  raise  you 

With  all  our  shouts  of  song. 
For  song  is  where  love  is, 

And  old  is  ever  new, — 
With  old  love  that's  new  love 
To  \'illanova  true. 


Chorus. 
So  we  sing,  sing.  sing. 
And  our  voices  ring 
Of  the  love  that  is  old,  that  is  new 
\'illan(n-a!   \'illanovaI   Xillanmal 
The  love  that  is  love  that  is  xou.. 


The  time-beat  is  hcart-lsrat 

When  nmsic  makes  its  lay  : 
And  !o_\al  is  rc^ix'al — 

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So  the  oM  boys,  the  nvw  licvs. 

The  bo\s  Ui.at  love  makes  _\oung. 
Will  iu"ai--e  }imi  and  rai-e  you 

To  heights  1)\-  music  simij-. — Clio. 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


OLD  GLORY 

By  CHARLES  MOORE 

In  triple  splendor  shine  once  more 
Old  Glory's  beams  from  shore  to  shore, 
Enkindling  hearts  now  as  of  yore 
Beneath  Heaven's  benedicite. 

The  public  hall,  the  private  home. 
The  school,  the  factory,  the  dome, 
The  tented  field,  the  ocean  foam, — 
All,  all  confess  her  majesty. 

To  downward  glance,  to  upward  view. 
The  ground,  the  skies,  repeat  anew 
The  patriot's  lore  in  Nature's  hue — 
Our  standard  in  her  scenery. 

For  ruddy  dawn  and  fleecy  cloud 
And  azure  vault  proclaim  it  loud; 
The  starry  skies  at  night  are  proud 
With  dear  Old  Glory's  pageantry, 

Lo !  earth  with  Glory's  colors  glows 
In  violet,  lily,  and  in'rose — 
Truth,  honor,  courage  to  disclose 
By  tokens  of  her  harmony. 

See  Valley  Forge  the  flag  repeat. 
When  snozvs  were  streaked  with  bleeding  feet. 
Heaven  blessing  that  sublime  retreat — 
The  universe  in  sympathy! 

'Gainst  tyrant's  force,  'gainst  trenching  foes, 
The  Fathers  of  our  Nation  rose ; 
Thee,  thee.  Old  Glory !  then  they  chose 
The  symbol  of  our  liberty! 

When  rebels  would  the  Union  sunder. 
Old  Glory's  gleam  mid  cannons'  thunder 
Inspired  the  loyal  soldier  under — 
The  foe  of  dark-dyed  Slavery. 

Now  Man  to  free  from  war's  alarms, 
A  world  opprest  with  despot  arms 
Summons  Old  Glory's  magic  charms — 
The  emblem  of  Humanity. 


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THE   VI LLANO VAN 


A  U-BOAT  INCIDENT 


By  FRANCIS  X.  ROBINSON,  '20 


NOT  long  ago  I  was  speaking  to  a  lieutenant 
on  one  of  the  interned  German  raiders 
stationed  at  League  Island,  Philadelphia's  big 
Navy  Yard.  As  he  had  previously  been  in  com- 
mand of  a  U-boat,  I  inquired  concerning  some  of 
his  experiences.  Thereupon  he  related  the  fol- 
lowing adventure,  which  he  had  encountered  off 
the  coast  of  England,  while  lying  in  wait  for 
merchant  vessels.  The  incident  is  narrated  from 
his  own  point  of  view  and  as  nearly  as  possible 
in  his  own  words. 

"It  was  late  in  the  afternoon  that  we  came  upon 
the  peaceful  fleet,  like  a  wolf  upon  a  flock  of 
sheep.  To  be  sure  that  there  were  no  guns  on 
any  of  the  ships,  we  remained  submerged  and 
examined  each  ship  separately  through  our  peri- 
scope. 

The  weather  was  glorious.  The  sun  smiled 
from  a  clear  blue  sky.  A  gentle,  northerly  swell 
rocked  the  fishing-boats  back  and  forth.  The 
horizon  stood  out  distinctly.  Not  a  speck  of  a 
cloud  was  visible.  Nothing  could  be  seen  but  the 
fishermen. 

Silently  and  suddenly  as  a  ghost,  I  arose  behind 
one  of  the  fishing  steamers,  pushed  the  conning- 
tower  hatch  up,  and  jumped  out  on  the  tower. 
The  fishermen  stared  at  us,  open-mouthed, 
rooted  to  the  decks  as  if  paralyzed  with  terror. 
I  ordered  them  to  leave  their  respective  vessels 
and  board  one  steamer  that  I  had  selected  to 
convey  them  to  the  shore. 


As  soon  as  the  fishermen  were  qafely  aboard 
the  steamer,  we  commenced  sinking  the  other 
boats.  We  went  from  one  ship  to  the  next  in 
immediate  succession.  Stopping  at  a  distance  of 
about  a  hundred  yards,  we  sent  solid,  well-aimed 
shots  at  the  water-lines  of  each  until  it  began  to 
sink. 

As  soon  as  we  perceived  that  all  the  vessels 
were  sinking,  we  withdrew  a  short  distance  to 
watch  them  take  the  final  plunge.  Suddenly  an 
object  fell  into  the  water  at  such  proximity  that 
I  was  drenched  with  spray.  Looking  skyward,  I 
beheld  an  aeroplane,  manoeuvring  to  get  into  a 
position  to  drop  another  bomb.  The  aviator  must 
have  been  at  a  high  altitude,  and  then  have 
pounced  down  upon  us  unawares. 

I  jumped  down  the  tower  on  the  instant,  clos- 
ing the  hatch  after  me,  and  shouted  down  the 
tube  for  full  speed.  We  dived  into  the  side  of  a 
wave.  Down,  down,  down  we  went,  until  the 
gauge  registered  fifty  feet.  I  should  have  liked 
to  go  deeper ;  but  I  durst  not,  as  the  ocean  at  this 
point  is  very  shallow.  We  remained  submerged 
for  an  hour.  When  we  came  up,  there  was  not 
an  object  to  be  seen. 

After  the  narrow  escape  I  had  just  had,  I 
swore  that  I  never  more  would  be  caught  on  the 
shallow  coast  of  England.  As  my  nerves  were 
still  shaky,  I  headed  my  faithful  U-boat  for  the 
open  sea,  where  we  peacefully  spent  the  night." 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


DEMONS  OF  THE  DEEP 

By  THOMAS  B.  AUSTIN,  '16 

Down  the  bay  on  her  way 
Sailed  the  ship  at  break  of  day. 
O'er  the  deep,  see  her  sweep 
While  the  waves  around  her  leap. 
But  the  demons  down  below 
Have  now  taken  her  in  tow ; 
And  they  whisper,  "Nevermore 
Shall  she  see  the  other  shore!" 

Proud  she  sails  while  the  gales 
Speed  her  on  her  watery  trails. 
See  her  ride,  o'er  the  tide, 
Onward  to  the  other  side. 
But  the  demons  of  the  deep 

From  their  lairs  now  upward  creep ; 
And  they  whisper  to  the  waves, 

"Open  up  your  watery  graves — 
We  are  bringing  home  our  slaves !" 

Hark !  A  cry  rends  the  sky 
Submarines  are  hovering  nigh ! 
Ah,  too  late  !  See  the  speed 
Of  its  fiendish,  deadly  steed, 
And  the  demons  of  the  deep 
From  the  depths  now  upward  leap; 
And  they  sing  in  ecstasy 
Up  and  down  the  boundless  sea. 

Hear  the  crash !    See  the  gash ! 
All  in  motion  in  the  ocean    • 
Boats  are  filled,  fears  are  stilled. 
Death  is  nigh,  men  must  die. 
For  the  demons  down  below 
Have  now  taken  her  in  tow ; 
And  they  whisper  to  the  waves, 
"Here  we  give  to  thee  our  slaves !" 

Now  'tis  day  on  the  bay 
O'er  the  deep,  the  sun  doth  peep ; 
And  it  sees  the  empty  waves 
Rolling  o'er  its  countless  graves. 
But  the  demons  of  the  deep 
Hold  the  keys  o'er  those  who  sleep  ; 
And  they  sing  and  shout  for  glee 
Up  and  down  the  boundless  sea. 


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THE  WHITE  FEATHER 


By  PATRICK  J.  O'BRIEN,  '16 


THE  gigantic  struggle  of  the  European  na- 
tions in  the  present  world  war,  while  ex- 
acting so  great  a  toll  of  human  lives,  has  given 
rise  to  many  customs  as  novel  as  they  are  pic- 
turesque. While  enthusiasts  carry  some  of  these 
customs  to  censurable  extremes,  others  might 
well  be  practised  by  any  nation  even  in  times  of 
peace. 

In  England  arose  the  term  "slacker."  This 
signified  one  afraid  to  do  his  bit  in  the  trenches. 
The  appellation,  however,  was  short-lived.  It 
gave  way  to  the  custom  of  pinning  a  white  feather 
on  the  coat  of  the  "slacker."  The  white  feather 
has  always  been  symbolic  of  cowardice.  When 
one  is  really  deserving,  however,  of  such  mark  of 
degradation,  such  decoration  does  little  good.  A 
man  convinced  of  pacifist  ideas  solely  for  the 
safety  of  his  own  skin,  would  not  be  moved  to 
steadfast  patriotism  by  epithets  or  insignia  of  any 
kind. 

In  one  instance,  however,  a  white  feather  pur- 
chased at  an  exclusive  shop  in  London,  to  be 
worn  by  a  pretty  girl,  changed  the  lives  of  three 
persons. 

John  Holland,  lately  promoted  to  the  rank  of 
captain  in  the  Royal  Engineer  Corps,  was  sent 
back  to  England,  in  order  to  restore  the  health 
broken  by  the  fierce  demands  of  strife.  Eagerly 
he  was  awaiting  the  return  of  his  strength  that  he 
might  once  more  take  up  his  command  on  the 
Western  front. 

His  record  was  a  series  of  services  to  his  King, 
which  might  be  a  source  of  pride  to  any  man. 
He  .had  enlisted  when  the  war  began.  His  cour- 
age had  won  for  him  his  first  commission;  and 
just  before  his  return  to  England,  he  had  been 
placed  at  the  head  of  a  company  of  engineers. 

It  was  a  bright,  sunshiny  afternoon  in  mid- 
summer. Holland,  feeling  some  of  his  old-time 
vigor  returning,  left  the  narrow  confines  of  the 
hospital  yard  for  a  short  stroll.  The  streets  of 
the  little  town  of  West  End  were  crowded  with 
people.  As  he  walked  along  it  hardly  seemed  to 
be  any  diflferent  from  times  of  peace.  There 
were  plenty  of  men  and  boys  in  excellent  physi- 


cal condition,  yet  they  apparently  would  not  bear 
arms  in  behalf  of  the  land  to  which  they  were 
indebted  for  everything.  It  wasn't  fair,  he  re- 
flected, that  these  men  should  escape  their  share 
of  the  burden.  Out  in  the  trenches,  the  men 
called  these  cravens,  "men  without  a  country ;" 
and  such  they  really  were.  If  they  only  knew, 
he  thought,  they  would  not  flaunt  their  pacifism 
so  openly. 

It  was  Only  a  few  squares  from  the  Marine 
Hospital  to  the  small  park,  which  was  Holland's 
objective  point;  yet  he  was  almost  exhausted 
when  he  reached  its  entrance.  Eagerly  he  sought 
a  well-shaded  bench  that  he  might  rest  his  tired 
limbs  and  feast  his  eyes  on  the  ever-shifting, 
gaily-colored  crowd. 

As  he  sat  there,  idly  watching  the  people  drift- 
ing past,  his  mind  contrasted  the  peaceful  scene 
with  the  terrifying  sights  at  the  front.  At  that 
moment  he  could  hardly  realize  that  he  had  ever 
been  there.  It  was  more  like  a  frightful  dream — 
the  daring  raids  by  night  and  day ;  the  spirited  and 
ofttimes  foolhardy  charges  from  the  trenches; 
the  firing  of  heavy  guns;  and  the  appalling  shriek 
of  bursting  shrapnel.  Yet  it  was  real,  he  assured 
himself,  and  he  had  been  a  vital  part  of  it  all. 

His  eyes  rested  for  a  moment  on  the  sombre, 
ill-fitting  suit  of  brown  which  he  had  on.  The 
grey  uniform  should  be  there  instead.  But  it 
was  a  relief  to  wear  "civvies"  again,  and  wearing 
the  uniform  when  one  was  not  engaged  in  doing 
his  bit  seemed  to  him  to  be  only  another  way  of 
boasting.  However,  he  would  put  it  on  on  the 
following  day,  when  the  most  cherished  of  Eng- 
land's honors — the  Victoria  Cross — was  to  be 
given  him. 

The  sight  of  a  grey-clad  officer,  jauntily 
swinging  his  baton  and  accompanied  by  a  young 
girl,  causecrMolland  idly  to  contemplate  who  he 
might  be.  Tho^sight  of  the  uniform  was  not  such 
an  uncommon  one  as  to  arouse  more  than  a  pass- 
ing interest.  But  generally  those  who  wore  it  in 
the  town  of  West  End  were  young  and  broken 
not  young  and  active — soldiers,  mostly,  sent  back 
in  order  that  they  might  fan  into  a  flame  the 


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almost  extinguished  spark  of  life,  aided  by  the 
peace  and  skill  at  the  big  military  hospital. 

As  they  drew  near,  Captain  Holland  noticed 
that  the  man  was  a  Major  of  the  Lancers  and 
that  an  ugly-looking  scar,  perhaps  caused  by  the 
bursting  of  a  shrapnel,  disfigured  his  face.  The 
scar  told  of  recent  service,  for  it  was  but  freshly 
healed — a  slight  injury,  as  injuries  go  in  this 
present  war,  and  not  sufficient  to  excuse  a  man 
from  active  service,  though  it  did  not  enhance 
his  otherwise  too  good-looking  appearance. 

The  fact  that  there  were  no  training  camps  near 
West  End  caused  Holland  to  speculate  as  to  why 
the  man  was  in  England  and  not  where  he  be- 
longed. England  needed  all  her  men,  and  espe- 
cially all  her  officers,  at  the  front,  and  not  parad- 
ing around  the  streets. 

The  girl  next  attracted  his  attention.  Small  in 
stature  and  dressed  simply  but  richly  in  white 
from  her  dainty  boots  to  the  tip  of  a  single  rak- 
ish feather  in  an  absurd  little  hat,  she  made  an 
agreeable  contrast  to  the  man  at  her  side.  The 
glow  of  perfect  health  brought  out  the  lustreless 
ivory  of  her  skin  and  accentuated  the  blueness 
of  her  sparkling  eyes.  Underneath  her  hat,  a 
few  golden  curls  seemed  to  be  trying  to  escape 
and  flaunt  themselves  in  the  glorious  sunshine  of 
the  summer  day.  She  was  such  a  girl  as  Holland 
had  often  visualized  during  the  days  and  nights 
in  the  trenches — one  for  whom  a  man  could  face 
any  terror  or  attempt  the  impossible. 

Almost  abreast  of  the  bench  on  which  he  was 
seated,  they  stopped  and  for  a  single  instant 
glanced  in  his  direction.  It  was  not  a  glance  of 
recognition,  for  a  rather  superior  smile  flashed 
across  the  face  of  the  officer. 

As  to  its  meaning  he  was  not  long  left  in  doubt, 
for  the  girl  suddenly  stepped  forward,  saving-  at 
the  same  time,  'T  am  going  to  decorate  him." 

With  an  upward  and  outward  motion  of  her 
hand,  she  ripped  the  feather  in  her  hat  from 
its  fastenings  and  with  cool  insolence  fixed  it 
through  the  lapel  of  Holland's  coat. 

A  flush  of  anger  colored  his  face  as  he  slowly 
rose  from  the  bench.  At  the  sight  of  the  service 
bars  on  his  superior's  jacket  he  unconsciously 
clicked  his  heels  together  at  "attention"  and 
started  his  hand  upward  in  salute.  Remembering 
his  "civvies,"  Holland  arrested  the  motion  by 
clutching  the  ofifensive  badge  on  his  coat.     A 


score  of  explanations  rushed  to  his  lips  only  to 
remain  unsaid  upon  seeing  that  sneering  smile. 

"You  have  made  a  mistake,"  he  managed  to 
mumble.  But  it  was  useless,  for  without  further 
word  the  two  had  continued  their  stroll  down  the 
shady  walk. 

Holland  thrust  the  feather  in  his  pocket  and 
started  back  toward  the  hospital.  This  was  his 
reward — insulted  by  a  girl,  who  was  not  doing 
anything  as  her  share  of  the  burden,  in  the 
presence  of  a  superior  officer  who  should  have 
been  doing  active  service  on  the  front.  It  would 
matter  little  in  a  few  weeks  when  he  would  be 
back  with  real  men — men  who  cared  little  for 
life  when  their  country  called.  Then  this  little 
tragedy  would  be  swallowed  up  by  the  affairs 
at  hand. 

The  next  day  a  small  crowd  of  people  gathered 
in  the  hospital  courtyard,  for  the  day  had  been 
set  apart  as  the  time  for  decorating  the  men  with 
honors  worn  in  battle.  It  was  a  proud  day  for 
some  as  they  stood  eagerly  awaiting  the  begin- 
ning of  the  ceremonies.  To  John  Holland,  the 
only  one  who  was  to  receive  the  Victoria  Cross, 
the  affair  tasted  of  gall  and  vinegar;  for  the 
incident  in  the  park  was  still  fresh  in  his  mind. 

The  awarding  of  the  honors  was  over  in  a 
short  space  of  time.  The  crowd,  mostly  those 
unfit  for  service,  gathered  round  the  men  whose 
names  would  be  written  in  England's  history. 
Their  adulation  was  not  to  Holland's  liking,  and 
he  resolved  to  seek  the  quiet  of  his  quarters  with- 
in the  hospital. 

A  few  months  later  found  Holland,  restored 
in  health,  back  on  the  western  frontier  with  his 
division.  The  fates  had  been  kind  to  him  since 
that  memorable  afternoon  in  the  park.  Still  he 
was  not  satisfied. 

The  girl  in  white  still  lived  in  his  memory. 
Though  he  should  have  disliked  her  for  the  part 
she  had  played  in  his  little  drama,  his  spare 
moments  found  him  wondering  whether  they 
should  meet  again.  The  picture  of  what  she 
could  have  been  to  him,  had  they  met  under  dif- 
ferent circumstances,  recurred  to  him  often.  It 
helped  him  to  forget  the  great  war  which  had  not 
yet  really  started. 

Then  came  that  night  when  Captain  Holland 
was  directing  the  erection  of  an  elaborate  canto- 


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fiage,  or  screen,  for  the  heavy  guns.  A  flare 
bomb  from  the  enemy's  battery  lighted  up  the 
spot  for  yards  around.  Then  followed  the  dark, 
which  was  almost  impenetrable.  With  a  terrify- 
ing swish  a  shell  struck  the  ground  almost  on  top 
of  the  sweating  soldiers.  The  explosion  which 
followed  scattered  earth,  rocks,  and  pieces  of 
flying  shell  in  all  directions.  Holland  dropped 
to  the  ground  with  an  ugly  wound  in  his  head. 

In  a  short  time  a  detachment  from  the  hospital 
corps  bravely  made  their  way  among  the  dying 
and  dead.  The  injured  were  looked  to  first,  and 
then  those  who  had  given  their  all  for  their 
country  were  taken.  Holland  to  all  appearances, 
was  dead;  but  the  brave  men  who  make  up  the 
corps  of  the  Red  Cross  know  almost  instinctively 
those  who  still  retain  a  spark  of  life. 

At  the  hospital,  some  few  miles  back  of  the 
firing,  he  lay  for  several  days  in  a  state  of  coma. 
Then  one  morning  his  eyes  opened.  His  gaze 
wandered  slowly  around  the  room  and  weakly 
he  called  out,  "Where  am  I?  How  did  I  get 
here?" 

A  nurse  who  was  passing  heard  his  call  and 
came  quietly  to  his  bedside. 

"You  are  in  one  of  the  base  hospitals  back  of 
the  trenches.  A  shell  burst  near  you  and  for 
three  days  you  have  been  here.  Is  there  anything 
I  can  do?" 

"Nothing  except  to  drive  away  this  racking 
pain  in  my  head,"  replied  the  injured  man,  turn- 
ing toward  the  nurse, — "but,  yes,  there  is  too. 
Tell  me,  didn't  we  meet  one  afternoon  in  a  small 
park  in  West  End,  or  is  my  head  gone  wrong 
entirely  ?" 

The  girl  looked  fully  at  him  for  a  brief  instant, 
and  glancing  away,  said,  "I  don't  think  so." 

"I  might  have  known,"  he  muttered  as  though 
talking  to  himself,  "for  she  couldn't  be  here." 

The  nurse,  for  she  was  the  same  girl  who  had 
tried  to  humiliate  Holland  months  before,  turned 
away  from  the  bedside.  Should  she  tell  him  or 
let  him  think  that  memory  had  played  him  false. 
Here  was  her  chance  to  atone  for  that  miserable 
mistake.  Somehow,  she  could  not  humble  her- 
self before  this  man.  Pride  and  honor  battled, 
and  in  the  combat  pride  won. 

But  it  did  not  triumph  for  long.  After  a  sleep- 
less night  Marian  Fields  thrust  aside  that  which 
before  had  moulded  her  whole  life.  Environ- 
ment, "society"  if  you  will,  had  fashioned  her 


into  a  worshiper  of  human  respect;  patriotism 
had  re-moulded  her  into  the  real  woman. 

That  morning  in  passing  Holland's  bedside  she 
stopped  as  though  merely  on  some  errand  of 
mercy.  Without  a  word  she  placed  a  chair  so 
that  he  could  see  her  without  effort,  and  in  low 
tones  calculated  to  carry  only  to  Holland's  ears 
began :  "Captain  Holland,  I  am  the  girl  you  met 
in  the  park  that  day.  I  wanted  to  apologize  the 
next  afternoon  at  the  hospital,  but  courage  failed 
and  I  couldn't.  Can  you  forgive  that  wretched 
mistake?  I  resolved  when  I  saw  you  standing 
in  the  hospital  courtyard  with  the  Victoria  Cross 
on  your  tunic  that  I  too  must  make  some  sacri- 
fice for  England.  I  volunteered  in  the  Red 
Cross  for  service  in  the  field,  but  I  never  hoped 
or  thought  to  meet  the  one  who  was  responsible 
for  my  going." 

"That's  all  right  now  and  we  sha'n't  say  any- 
thing further  about  it,"  replied  Holland  very 
much  confused  and  looking  more  like  the  accused 
than  the  accuser. 

The  following  days  sped  quickly  by.  The 
friendship  between  the  battle-scarred  captain  and 
the  golden-haired  nurse  grew  apace.  They  had 
in  that  short  space  of  time  reached  that  delightful 
stage  of  intimacy  which  is  acquired  between 
friends  only  after  years  of  acquaintance.  But 
through  his  mind  often  ran  the  thought  of  the 
tall  officer  who  had  on  that  memorable  day  been 
her  companion.  Marian  never  mentioned  the 
Major  and  this  fact  gave  Holland  no  little  con- 
cern. 

He  was  destined  soon  to  learn.  One  day  as 
he  sat  in  an  invalid  chair  facing  one  of  the  great 
windows  in  the  hospital,  Marian  came  to  him 
with  a  letter  in  her  hand.  A  smile  whose  mean- 
ing he  could  not  quite  fathom,  played  around  the 
corners  of  her  mouth. 

"Guess  whom  this  letter  is  from?"  she  de- 
manded; "I'll  give  you  one  guess." 

"I  don't  know,  unless  it  be  from  the  Kaiser 
inviting  you  to  tea,"  returned  Holland  jocularly; 
for  in  the  quiet  of  the  hospital  the  whole  world 
seemed  to  be  at  peace. 

"It's  from  the  Major,  who  was  with  me  that 
afternoon — " 

In  speaking,  they  always  referred  to  their  first 
meeting  as  "that  afternoon."  Somehow  to  them 
their  very  existence  seemed  to  date  from  "that 
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"And  what  do  you  suppose  ?  He  is  in  Amer- 
ica. Detailed  there  to  inspect  munitions.  He 
commands  me  flatly  to  resign  from  the  service 
and  go  back  to  England." 

•  Holland's  good  spirits  slowly  vanished  as 
Marian  continued.  In  an  instant  he  saw  his 
fondest  hopes  lying  in  ruins. 

"When  are  you  going?"  he  asked  in  the  tone 
of  one  expecting  a  death  sentence. 

"I  do  not  know.  I  suppose  I  should  start  at 
once." 

"Yes,  you  should !  This  is  no  place  for  a  girl 
like  you.  If  you  must  do  something  there  is 
much  to  be  done  at  home;  and  I — I  wish  you 
every  happiness,"  finished  Holland. 

"No  place  for  me!  Perhaps  you  are  right. 
There  are  others  better  fitted  than  I,  but  none 
more  willing — and  I  consider  it  the  greatest  honor 
to  have  been  permitted  to  come  here.  I  have 
learned  much  during  my  brief  stay.  It  has  taught 
me  that  the  greatest  good  comes  from  helping 
others.     You,  too,  would  ask  me  to  give  it  up. 


You  wish  me  happiness  and  deprive  me  of  it  in 
the  same  breath.  Can't  you  see  my  greatest  hap- 
piness is  here?"  /*"  - 

"No.  You  are  wrong.  Never  so  much  as  by  a 
single  thought  have  I  wished  to  deprive  you  of 
one  bit  of  happiness.  I  only  want  you  to  be 
happy  and  I  know  you  will  be  with  the  Major." 

A  light  laugh  was  her  only  response.  Holland 
looked  at  her  as  though  he  did  not  quite  compre- 
hend its  meaning. 

"I  am  going  to  answer  his  letter  at  once,  Cap- 
tain, and  I  need  your  help.  Give  me  that  little 
packet  I  saw  you  hastily  crush  into  your  pocket 
at  my  approach.  That  will  be  his  answer  and 
then — "    Her  gaze  turned  toward  the  window. 

Without  a  word  Holland  took  from  his  shirt 
pocket  a  silken  handkerchief  folded  carefully  in 
a  small  square  and  handed  it  to  her. 

The  folds  fell  away  and  there  resting  in  its 
center  lay  the  same  white  feather  that  had  once 
decorated  her  hat. 


SOMEWHERE  IN  FRANCE 


By  JOHN  J.  MAGUIRE,  '20 


THE  scene  was  a  military  hospital  on  the  out- 
skirts of  a  little  village  somewhere  in 
France.  It  was  a  quiet  September  afternoon, 
about  a  year  after  the  great  European  war  had 
begun.  Jimmy  Madden,  a  young  hospital  stew- 
ard, sat  in  front  of  the  door,  quietly  watching  the 
white-coated  surgeon  on  the  bench  opposite  him 
as  he  dexterously  rolled  a  cigarette  and  lighted  it. 
They  were  alone,  save  for  the  solitary  guard  who 
paced  up  and  down  the  courtyard  at  regular  in- 
tervals. They  were  Americans,  Jimmy  and  this 
broad-shouldered  surgeon ;  and  Fate  had  thrown 
them  together  in  this  little  hospital. 

Jimmy  had  been  a  secretary  for  a  wealthy 
American,  the  owner  of  this  villa,  which  had  been 
turned  into  a  relief  hospital  shortly  after  the  out- 
break of  the  war.  The  millionaire  had  offered  his 
services  to  the  Frencli  Government  as  an  aviator, 
and  Jimmy  decided  to  join  the  hospital  corps. 

The  other,  no  one  knew  much  about.  He  was, 
perhaps,  slightly  under  thirty,  with  an  athletic 
build,  and  not  unpleasant  to  look  at.  He  had 
staggered  into  the  hospital  one  morning  at  day- 


break, a  ragged  and  dejected-looking  creature, 
tired,  weak,  hungry,  and  extremely  taciturn. 

Jimmy,  perceiving  that  he  was  an  American, 
had  taken  him  in  charge,  and  in  a  few  days  he  ap- 
peared a  totally  different  man.  But  he  had  little 
to  say  about  himself,  except  that  he  was  a  sur- 
geon. He  offered  his  services  to  the  superintend- 
ent of  the  hospital  and  was  accepted.  Although 
he  spoke  French  fluently,  he  did  not  pay  much  at- 
tention to  the  attendants  about  the  place.  But  he 
and  Jimmy,  being  Americans,  spent  most  of  their 
spare  time  together.  He  did  not,  however,  offer 
to  tell  his  name  to  Jimmy ;  and  Jimmy,  not  being 
of  a  curious  turn  of  mind,  called  him  "Doc,"  and 
let  it  go  at  that. 

But  now,  as  they  sat  in  silence  in  the  tranquil 
autumn  air,  "Doc"  appeared  to  be  meditating 
deeply.  A  question  presented  itself  to  the  young 
steward's  mind,  "I  wonder  what  is  troubling 
him?"  Jimmy  asked  himself. 

Then,  as  if  he  had  read  Jimmy's  thoughts,  the 
surgeon  turned  quietly  and  said,  "Jimmy,  do  I 
look  Hke  a  coward?" 


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Takeri  unawares  by  the  strange  question,  Jimmy 
did  not  answer  at  once ;  but  the  surgeon  con- 
tinued in  a  low  voice.  "Ji"^n^y>"  he  said,  "as  you 
know,  I  am  an  American,  a  graduate  of  one  of 
America's  greatest  medical  schools.  My  father 
died  when  I  was  still  in  my  'teens,  leaving  the 
family  fairly  well  off.  My  mother  died  while  I 
was  at  college.  Her  last  request  was  that  I  should 
take  care  of  my  younger  brother,  whom  I  dearly 
loved.  He  is  constantly  in  my  thoughts.  In  the 
last  letter  I  received  from  him,  he  had  just  gradu- 
ated with  high  honors  from  an  engineering  col- 
lege. Well,  to  make  a  long  story  short,  I  came 
to  Germany,  shortly  after  graduating — about  two 
years  ago— and  began  to  specialize  in  my  science. 
After  studying  for  a  year,  I  became  restless.  I 
was  considering  returning  to  America  to  see  my 
brother,  when  war  was  declared.  Being  of  an 
adventurous  nature,  I  enlisted  in  the  German 
army  as  a  private,  and  I  was  with  one  of  the  first 
companies  to  invade  French  soil.  We  met  with 
little  resistance  at  first,  until  one  day  the  scouts 
brought  news  that  a  large  French  army  was  ad- 
vancing to  meet  us.  Then  we  began  to  prepare 
for  our  first  real  battle.  The  day  came.  We  had 
a  hasty  breakfast  at  daybreak,  and  the  order  was 
given  to  advance.  The  Frenchmen  were  only  a 
few  miles  away  and  had  entrenched  themselves 
during  the  night.  We  were  all  more  or  less  nerv- 
out,  of  course,  but  I  hardly  think  anyone  was  in 
fear. 

In  a  short  time  we  were  within  firing  range  of 
the  enemy's  guns.  Soon  the  shells  began  bursting 
all  around  us.  I  was  frightened,  but  I  marched 
right  on.  When  we  reached  a  stone  wall,  a  scant 
two  hundred  yards  from  the  French  trenches,  we 
halted,  and  the  battle  began  in  earnest.  Both 
sides  opened  fire  with  their  rifles,  and  men  began 
to  drop  all  around  me. 

Gradually,  the  feeling  of  fear  began  to  wear 
ofif.  We  began  to  vie  with  each  other  to  see  how 
many  of  the  enemy  we  could  render  "hors  du 
combat." 

I  was  on  the  extreme  left  and  had  just  raised 
my  gun  and  was  about  to  take  aim,  when  sud- 
denly a  face  bobbed  up  from  behind  the  wall  di- 
rectly in  front  of  me.  It  was  a  face  that  filled 
me  with  terror.  I  thought  it  was  my  own  brother. 
Obeying  my  first  impulse,  I  dropped  my  weapon 
and  fled.  I  realize  now  that  it  could  not  have 
been  my  brother  for  various  reasons,  but,  in  my 


excitement,  I  was  sure  I  was  facing  my  own 
brother  in  a  French  uniform. 

As  I  ran,  I  heard  in  hoarse,  German  accents, 
the  cry,  "Shoot  the  coward!"  Several  bullets 
whizzed  by  me,  but  I  was  not  hit ;  and,  for  some 
reason,  no  one  followed  me. 

I  ran  along  aimlessly,  my  sole  object  being  to 
put  more  distance  between  myself  and  the  place 
whence  the  sound  of  gunfire  could  still  be  heard. 

But,  I  could  not  run  forever.  When  I  was 
almost  exhausted,  I  sat  down  to  rest  in  a  large 
cornfield. 

I  was  in  a  very  precarious  position;  for  here 
I  was  roaming  in  unknown  territory  in  France 
with  a  German  uniform  on.  If  I  fell  into  the 
hands  of  the  Germans,  my  life  would  be  absolutely 
worthless.  The  outcome  looked  dubious,  to  say 
the  least. 

As  I  sat  there  meditating,  I  looked  around  for 
the  first  time  and  experienced  a  new  thrill.  Hope 
took  the  place  of  the  anxiety  that  was  in  my  heart, 
for,  directly  in  front  of  me  stood — a  scarecrow! 
The  black  suit  and  straw  hat,  which  composed 
it,  had  seen  better  days.  But  to  me  it  seemed  like 
an  Easter  bonnet  to  a  woman. 

In  a  few  moments,  I  was  transformed  from  a 
war-like  German  soldier,  into  a  peace-loving  rus- 
tic, and  I  was  once  more  ready  to  resume  my 
journey. 

About  dusk,  I  emerged  from  a  thick  wood,  and 
saw  a  little  railroad  station  before  my  eyes.  Since 
breakfast,  I  had  had  no  nourishment  except  some 
water  from  a  cool  spring  I  had  passed  in  my 
flight.  Being  weary,  I  crept  into  an  empty 
freight  car  and  fell  asleep. 

I  was  awakened  with  an  unpleasant,  jolting 
sensation,  and  I  knew  I  was  once  more  on  my 
way  to  somewhere.  Night  had  fallen,  and  it  was 
quite  dark  in  the  car.  After  countless,  sleepless 
hours  of  bumping  around  in  the  stuffy  car,  I 
noticed,  with  relief,  that  the  car  was  beginning  to 
slow  down. 

It  soon  came  to  an  abrupt  stop.  Weak  and 
hungry  as  I  was,  I  crawled  out  and  looked  around. 
Day  was  beginning  to  break,  and  I  could  see  this 
little  place  in  the  dim  distance.  I  made  my  way 
here  with  great  difficulty,  and — but  you  know  the 
rest."  He  paused  and  looked  at  Jimmy,  as  if  ex- 
pecting some  comment. 

Jimmy  had  listened  to  the  strange  recital  in 
silence,  and  now  he  seemed  to  be  at  a  loss  for 


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Words  to  express  his  thoughts. 

Th  sudden  clanging  of  a  gong  brought  both 
men  to  their  feet.  It  was  the  motor  ambulance 
bringing  in  its  daily  quota  of  sick  and  wounded. 

As  the  ambulance  drew  up  in  front  of  the  door, 
an  attendant  stepped  out  from  the  rear  and  spoke 
to  the  surgeon,  in  French.  "There  is  one  patient 
here  who  needs  immediate  attention,"  he  said. 
"His  skull  has  been  shattered  by  a  German  bul- 
let." 

The  surgeon  examined  the  man  and  decided  to 
operate  at  once,^Jheop^r^tmgj^gim^MM^m:(^&..,.^ 
ready,  and  "Doc"  was  soon  at  work.    The  oper- 
ating room  was  on  the  second  floor.    The  room 
adjoining  was  used  as  a  chemical  laboratory. 

Jimmy  went  about  his  duties  below,  thinking 
all  the  while  of  the  story  "Doc"  had  told  him. 

The  operation  was  almost  completed,  when, 
suddenly,  an  explosion  shook  the  building  and  the 
cry  of  "Fire!"  was  heard.  The  explosion  had 
occurred  in  the  chemical  laboratory,  and  it  was 
soon  a  mass  of  flames. 

Jimmy  turned  out  with  the  rest  of  the  staff 
to  help  fight  the  fire.  The  little  force  fought 
valiantly  to  check  the  flames,  but  their  efforts 
were  of  little  avail.  The  blaze  began  to  spread 
to  the  other  parts  of  the  building. 

They  then  turned  their  attention  to  bringing 
the  patients  to  safety.  In  their  excitement,  no 
one  thought  of  the  surgeon  and  his  patient  in  the 
operating  room. 


Jimmy  was  the  first  to  realize  that  the  surgeon 
was  missing,  and  he  started  for  the  operating 
room.  On  the  staircase,  he  met  the  attendant 
who  had  been  with  "Doc."  The  frightened  man 
told  Jimmy  that  the  surgeon  refused  to  leave  until 
he  had  finished  the  operation. 

Upon  reaching  the  head  of  the  stairs,  Jimmy 
found  that  it  was  now  impossible  to  leave  or  enter 
the  operating  room  by  the  door,  the  way  being 
blocked  by  a  solid  wall  of  flame,  which  had 
already  eaten  its  way  into  the  room.  Racing 
Jiajotirally  down  the  staiysrhe  procured  a  ladder, 
which  he  raised  to  the  window  of  the  little  room, 
which  was  now  filled  with  smoke. 

Wilh  two  others,  Jimmy  ascended  the  ladder 
and  smashed  the  window.  "Doc"  was  coming 
toward  them,  gently  carrying  the  patient  in  his 
strong  arms.  As  the  three  men  relieved  him  of 
his  burden,  the  heroic  surgeon  managed  to  say  a 
few  words.  "I  think  he'll  pull  through,"  he 
gasped.  Then  he  fell  back  into  the  room  which 
was  now  a  fiery  furnace. 

The  operation  was  successful  and  the  patient 
recovered  in  a  few  weeks. 

One  day,  as  he  and  Jimmy  knelt  over  the  grave 
of  the  martyr-surgeon,  Jimmy  showed  the  young 
French  soldier  a  photograph  of  the  dead  man,  and 
told  him  the  surgeon's  story.  To  his  astonish- 
ment, the  young  soldier  cried,  "He  was  right !  I 
am  his  brother.  No  wonder  he  would  not  leave 
me!" 


ONLY  YOU 

By  G.  A.  BUCKLEY 

As  I  wander  on  enraptured  at  the  grandeur 

That  the  bounteous  hand  of  Nature  holds  to  view, 

While  my  reverie  on  fleet  wings  hastens  homeward. 
In  the  spotlight  of  my  fancy  I  see  you. 


All  that  earth  holds  dear  to  some  may  be  possessions. 
And  still  others  charmed  ambition's  path  pursue ; 

But  the  one  whose  pen  inscribes  this  brief  memento 
Considers  all  as  naught  compared  to  you. 

So  when  life  hath  passed  the  shades  of  earthly  portals, 
And  rewards  that  hope  has  promised  have  come  true, 

There  will  be  no  cloud  to  mar  a  bright  forever, 
If  the  paradise  of  promise  be  with  you. 


PfR!5!^E^??^^KwFW^Ipi>ip5!^^l!^^ 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


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PINOCHLE  AND  BASEBALL 


By  JOSEPH  E.  HYSON,  '17 


First  Spasm. 

HE  was  not  strikingly  handsome. 
He  was  not  wonderfully  intelligent. 

He  was  not  a  descendant  of  the  "oldest  fami- 
lies," nor  was  he  embarrassed  by  a  huge  fortune. 

But — he  certainly  was  a  ballplayer. 

When  the  shekels  of  fortune  were  distributed, 
he  was  away  on  sick  leave.  All  that  was  left 
when  he  returned  was  a  ball  and  bat. 

Instead  of  good  looks,  in  the  common  accept- 
ance of  the  term,  he  had  a  handful  of  features 
that  would  have  caused  Thersites  to  cut  his 
throat.  (For  those  who  have  never  permitted 
themselves  the  luxury  of  reading  the  ancient 
annals  of  "Sporting  life,"  this  Thersites  was  the 
homeliest  and  most  God-forsaken  looking  bird 
that  ever  careened  around  a  diamond.  Old  Man 
Homer,  the  editor,  is  our  authority ;  and,  i|  what 
he  says  be  true,  our  young  hero  could  give  Ther- 
sites cards  and  spades,  and  win  out. 

Unlike  Byron,  he  did  not  have  "a  head  that 
statuaries  loved  to  copy."  But  he  had  one  that 
stone-statue  makers  loved  to  examine  for  new 
material. 

When  it  came  his  turn  to  get  brains,  some 
sleepy  clerk  got  them  mixed  up  with  a  package 
of  shin-bones  and — but,  draw  your  own  conclu- 
sions! However,  he  did  not  have  to  manage  a 
bank;  a  lucky  thing  for  the  depositors. 

His  nationality  was  a  conundrum.  He  was 
the  prettiest  combination  of  creeds  and  races  that 
ever  combined.  It  would  put  one  in  mind  of  all 
those  distressing  systems  of  ancient  philosophy 
boiled  down  and  made  into  Chili  sauce.  The 
only  nation  towards  which  he  was  not  drawn  by 
home  ties  is  the  Ethiopian  Empire.  Ever  since 
the  Kaiser  Wilhelm's  shindig  started  across  the 
water,  he  has  had  acute  indigestion,  rheumatism, 
cramps  and  various  diseases.  The  presumption, 
also  the  diagnosis  is,  that  perhaps  his  vital  mech- 
anism has  abandoned  teamwork  due  to  conflicting 
viewpoints  on  the  war  question. 

As  to  his  financial  status — one  must  invoke  the 
powers  of  imagination.     It  is  too  hard  to  de- 


scribe, being  an  almost  negligible  quantity.  Any- 
way, one  would  get  tired  of  looking  at  the  color 
of  copper  all  the  time. 

But  as  we  said  before,  he  could,  nevertheless 
and  notwithstanding,  play  ball.  Why,  the  first 
ball  he  hit  off  "Vine"  Molyneaux  never  touched 
terra  firma  again  until  he  had  finished  hisi  second 
tour  of  the  bases.  But  more  of  this  anon.  We 
must  constrain  ourselves  to  the  task  of  chroni- 
cling a  few  more  of  his  characteristics  ;  of  throw- 
ing the  searchlight  on  the  secrets  of  his  past,  of 
detailing  episodes  of  his  present;  of  guessing 
about  his  future  life. 

To  proceed  to  his  name.  His  father  and 
mother  were  known  and  recognized  as  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  !?!?!**  !  @  respectively,  and  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Archibald  Roseblossom  respectfully.  This 
may  be  a  flowery  translation,  since  Archibald,  Jr., 
has  said  his  Dad  was  arrested  for  using  improper 
language  when  the  Judge  asked  him  for  his 
proper  name.  Wherefore  the  Paterfamilias 
translated  his  cognomen  from  the  Pro  Fane  to 
the  United  States  tongue.  It  was  exceedingly 
difficult  since  he  had  so  many  different  languages 
to  contend  with.  Even  "Doc"  Magee,  who  is 
World  Champion  Philologist,  got  a  severe  head- 
ache in  the  attempt  to  trace  that  name  to  its  root. 
He  got  back  as  far  as  the  time  when  certain  con- 
tractors were  putting  up  a  skyscraper  called  the 
Tower  of  Babel  without  any  satisfactory  solution 
and  stopped  there.  When  the  Senior  Class  in 
Foolology  asked  "Doc"  thje  result,  he  indig- 
nantly replied,  that  "he  never  used  that  kind  of 
language."  When  "Prof"  McGeehan,  baseball 
manager  and  coach,  saw  Archibald,  Jr.,  lean  on 
that  ball  the  other  day,  he  promptly  christened 
him  "Hans  Cobb."  This  name  stuck  like  tapioca 
to  a  dessert-dish.  For  purposes  of  convenience 
we  shall  hereafter  designate  our  hero  under  that 
appropriate  title. 

Speaking  about  strength,  one  might  illustrate 
with  Hans  Cobb.  He  was  a  specimen  of  Hercu- 
les, Samson,  and  HjS  rolled  into  one  composite 
human  being.    Strong  ?    Indeed !  Every  way  you 


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considered  him.  Mr.  Banks  put  in  a  complaint 
to  the  Procurator  about  being  lifted  up  bodily  and 
coddled  around  every  day.  Enough  said!  For 
one  look  at  those  pedal  extremities  of  the  "Stew- 
ard," and  you  would  wonder  how  he  could  ever 
be  induced  to  leave  the  ground.  Whenever  Hans 
passed  the  Chemical  Lab.,  the  HjS  would  turn 
green  from  envy.  He  even  had  something  on 
"Ban"  Johnson.    Need  we  add  more ! 

He  used  to  have  his  locks  triraimed  so  close, 
he  never  knew  where  to  stop  washing  his  face. 
His  brow  was  seldom  creased  in  thought — 
a  decided  bulge  was  oft  apparent  on  his  right 
cheek.  But  what  else  could  be  expected  when 
nearly  half  a  chew  of  Polar  Bear  was  trying  to 
shove  itself  through.  It  certainly  was  a  shame 
his  mind  was  so  vacuous,  because  he  had  one 
swell  figure.  Tall  and  rangy,  and  no  sharp  cor- 
ners to  injure  one's  eyesight,  he  was  the  embodi- 
ment of  a  youthful  Apollo.  Working  on  these 
facts,  dear  reader,  you  may  use  your  imagination 
on  fixing  up  what  you  don't  like.  It  is  hard  to 
please  everybody.  So,  suit  yourself,  remember- 
ing that  Hans  was  first  and  foremost  a  ballplayer. 

To  proceed.  The  first  day  he  came  out  for 
practice,  "Prof"  McGeehan  asked  him  what  lay- 
out he  had  worked  with  last.  Hans,  beaming 
with  pride,  answered  that  Buffalo  Bill  had  toler- 
ated him  on  his  pay-roll  for  allowing  ambitious 
Vounc^sters  to  break  nickel  baseballs  on  his 
cranium  without  dodging  them. 

"Prof."  regarding  him  with  that  look  of 
passionate  affection,  one  might  have  seen  in  the 
eyes  of  a  lion  about  to  chew  up  a  lamb,  patiently 
explained.  Hans  said  he  used  to  break  fences 
and  signboards  in  a  little  one-horse  town  called 
Camden.  "Prof."  asked  him  if  he  had  his  natural- 
ization papers  out,  but  Hans  failed  to  see  the 
force  of  the  remark.  From  Camden  he  had  en- 
tered the  United  States  on  a  ferryboat,  and  thus 
happened  to  get  on  the  Wild  West's  payroll. 
Some  time  later  he  was  dropped.  After  drifting 
around  aimlessly,  he  got  employment  in  the  coal 
mines.  Having  saved  a  little  coin,  he  decided  his 
brains  needed  cultivating.  Being  told  that  Villa- 
nova  was  the  only  place  that  could  develop  him, 
he  promptly  signed  up  and,  consequently,  here  he 
was. 

After  deriving  this  meager  bit  of  personal  his- 
tory at  the  cost  of  a  plug  of  "Piper"  and  seven- 
teen ohms  of  patience,  "Prof."  gave  him  a  bat 


and  sent  him  in  against  "Vine"  Molyneaux.  He 
knew  if  he  could  stand  up  to  "Vine"  and  get  away 
with  it,  this  youngster  would  be  pretty  good. 

It  was  then,  after  that  wallop,  the  truth  of 
which  you  have  already  doubted,  that  "Prof." 
decided  Archibald  was  no  name  for  such  a 
prodigy  of  the  bat — hence,  the  appellation,  "Hans 
Cobb."  After  that,  all  that  the  other  members 
of  the  team  did  was  pray,  dodge  and  heave  sighs 
of  relief.  Not  that  they  were  frightened,  because 
they  know  not  the  word.  But,  even  that  husky 
and  fearless  little  squad  hesitated  at  stopping 
bullets  with  nothing  but  a  glove  on.  Hans 
smashed  one  past  "Hughie"  McGeehan,  on  third, 
and  "Mike"  Doherty,  in  left.  Both  of  them,  after 
swallowing  curiously,  covertly  refilled  an  aching 
cavity.  "Mike"  said,  later,  that  he  had  just  put 
the  other  one  in  too.  First  Baseman  "Jim"  Mur- 
ray, expressed  a  fervent  wish  that  he  might  be 
with  the  "Pirate  Chief"  should  Hans  pole  one  out 
near  him.  Robinson,  in  right,  seconded  the  mo- 
tion for  himself.  "Jake"  Sheehan,  in  centre,  said 
he  would  soon  have  something  on  "Ted"  Mere- 
dith and  John  Jones,  from  chasing  baseballs  to 
the  pump.  He  said  he  hoped  some  day  to  make 
the  return  trip  in  fifteen  seconds  flat.  "Captain 
Eddie"  McCullian,  on  second,  passed  the  remark 
that  "Jake"  would  be  flat  in  fourteen  and  one-half 
seconds  less,  if  he  ever  relaxed  his  vigilance. 
"Charley"  McGucken,  shortstop,  lost  his  fine 
tenor  voice  from  swallowing  hard.  Our  trium- 
virate of  Hurlers,  who  bow  to  none — Molyneaux, 
McEnerney,  and  Thomson — have  all  got  "Jim" 
Kelly  to  pray  for  them.  Loan  said  that  though 
he  was  feeling  fairly  safe,  if  anything  should  hap- 
pen he  would  prefer  to  wear  his  baseball  suit  and 
have  his  last  resting  place  lined  with  asparagus. 
"Prof."  McGeehan  moved  the  batting-cage  over 
in  front  of  the  bench.  Safety  First !  When  all 
the  balls  on  hand  gave  out  or  were  lost  in  the 
wilds  of  Garrett  Hill,  "Prof."  signaled  a  cessa- 
tion from  labor.  He  asked  Hans  then,  what  he 
played.  This  laconic  answer  gurgled  forth, 
"Pinochle."  "Prof."  relieved  his  injured  feelings 
with  a  few  quotations  that  sounded  strangely  like 
excerpts  from  Dante's  "Inferno,"  or  else  it  may 
be  that  he  was  calling  oflf  the  stations  to  Norris- 
town.  Hans  complimented  him  on  being  so  much 
better  a  linguist  than  his  own  father,  and  again 
that  look  of  passionate  affection. 

But  "Prof."  forgot  his  grievance  when  Hans 


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pitched.  He  promptly  confirmed  him  Alexander. 
Of  all  the  curves  that  bird  could  maneuver !  Loan 
looked  like  a  far-off  Hawaiian  toe-dancer,  the 
way  he  was  wiggling  to  get  behind  those  balls. 
Hans  had  more  steam  than  ever  escaped  the  loco- 
motive works,  and  as  many  bends  and  twists  as 
"Jim"  Reap  in  his  running  pants.  He  had  them 
all  appropriately  named  after  the  modern  dances 
— the  tango,  dip,  trot,  lope,  glide,  squat,  spiral, 
squirm,  slip  and  slide,  fore  and  aft,  here  and  there, 
sidewheel  wiggly  twist,  lame-back  stoop,  and  so 
on  ad  infinitum  et  ad  nauseam.  Loan  is  taking 
lessons  in  dancing  them  all  so  as  to  be  able  to 
recognize  what  Hans  pitches.  From  the  day  of 
this  exhibition  Hans'  berth  on  the  squad  was  as- 
sured. And  from  that  time  onward,  all  the  fel- 
lows began  to  look  forward  with  longing  to  the 
day  when  our  rivals  would  be  handed  one  grand 
old  beating.  Of  course,  they  invited  all  the  girls 
to  the  big  game  weeks  ahead.  Cheer  leaders  held 
mass-meetings  daily.  Athletic  affairs  took  a  de- 
cided spurt.  Military  drill  assumed  the  aspect  of 
a  West  Point  dress  parade,  because  we  wanted 
to  march  over  the  dead  bodies  of  our  defeated 
rivals,  becomingly.  And  in  this  manner  things 
went  careening  onward  excitedly  to  the  day 
of  days  when  our  rivals  would  beg  for  mercy. 

Second  Spasm. 

Were  Oliver  Goldsmith,  James  Russell  Lowell 
and  Alexander  Pope  to  join  hands  (we  are,  per- 
haps, presuming  too  much  on  Oliver's  and  Alex- 
ander's well-mannered  politeness)  and,  after  im- 
bibing freely  of  the  "grape"-juice,  were  to  de- 
scribe the  scene  on  that  memorable  day  we 
trimmed  our  rivals,  they  would,  perhaps,  collabo- 
rate in  this  manner. 

Oliver — "Fast  by  the  scenic  and  eloquently- 
priced  Pennsylvania  Railroad,  where  the  classic 
spirts  of  beauteous  Villanova  tower  in  all  their 
majesty  and  sculptured  elegance,  rising  superbly 
through  the  deliciously  fragrant,  cool,  white  haze 
until  they  fade  away  in  shimmering  beauty  into 
the  tremulous,  loving  arms  of  the  clouds." 

James  Russell  (interrupting) — "What  is  so 
rare  as  a  day  in  June?" 

Oliver,  looking  askance  at  J.  Russell  and  tipping 
Alexander  a  wide  wink,  would  proceed  with  a 
gentle  sigh — "Was  fought  and  won  by  her  loyal 
boys  so  true." 


Alexander — "The  rarest  strife  e'er  given  man 
to  view."    ■ 

Loud  snore  from  Ambassador  J.  Russell. 

Oliver  looks  depreciatingly  at  "Aleck"  and  pro- 
ceeds— "Happy  sounds  rose  caressingly  on  the 
cool,  clear  air.  Spontaneous  joys  unmolested, 
unconfined.  All  were  engulfed  in  the  thrilling 
sea  of  pleasure." 

Here  Oliver  would  perforce  stop,  being  at  a 
loss  to  describe  the  dress  of  the  fair  damsels. 
Alexander  would  try  and  have  to  give  up.  J. 
.^^^US§£il*Jidng  asleep,  could  not  be  relied  on,  so 
we  must  take  up  the  burden  of  our  narrative 
alone. 

The  big  grandstand,  decorated  with  streamers 
of  Blue  and  White,  filled  up  at  least  a  half-hour 
before  scheduled  time.  There  were  all  sorts  of 
characters  and  characteresses.  Talk  about  gor- 
geous corners,  brilliant  colors,  beauteous  tints  and 
luxurious  blends,  soft,  harmonious  shades  with 
smiling  beams  of  a  benignant  sun  twinkling  back 
from  gleaming  jewels,  v^ith  here  and  there  a 
sweet,  delicious  gurgle  and  French  idioms,  and 
expressive  slang  splashing  around!  Ye  Gods! 
it  was  like  a  Wanamaker  advertisement,  a  picture 
a  la  Gustav  Dore;  a  society  clipping  of  a  lawn 
fete,  and  the  inside  of  Childs'  restaurant  com- 
bined. 

Words  fail  us  when  we  try  to  describe  that  illus- 
trious Senior  Class.  Of  course,  Captain  "Eddie" 
McCullian,  "Joe"  Kirch,  and  even  "Goodie"  had 
the  good  old  Villanova  baseball  uniforms  draped 
around  their  graceful  anatomy.  "Jack"  Dom- 
miney,  first  sergeant,  and  Cyril  Burke,  were  easily 
the  Beau  Brummels  of  the  assembly.  "Bill" 
Hammond  shone  resplendent.  Matt  Domminey 
looked  strange  and  uncomfortable  in  a  stiff  col- 
lar and  flowing  blue  cravat,  but  held  his  own, 
i.  e.,  when  no  one  was  looking,  and  she  didn't 
mind.  Tom  Kane's  close  shave  was  puny  in  com- 
parison to  his  neighborly  proximity  to — we  could 
not  find  out  her  name.  "Gene"  Dowd  looked  pos- 
itively awake  that  day  and  proved  highly  enter- 
taining. The  remaining  members  of  the  class 
amicably  discussed  the  war  and  farming  with  tell- 
ing emphasis  and  in  that  logical  form  with  which 
the  training  in  Senior  Ethics  had  endowed  them. 
On  the  whole,  the  class  of  '17  showed  that  they 
were — true,  loyal  sons  of  a  kind  Alma  Mater.  It 
is  to  be  hoped  that  their  brilliant  example  may  be 


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emulated  by  future  graduating  classes. 

But  if  we  stopped  to  tell  you  about  everything 
that  combined  to  make  that  game  epoch-making, 
it  would  consume  valuable  time,  patience,  and 
paper.  It  will  not  affect  the  narrative  appreciably, 
because  our  main  point  is  to  tell  you  what  Hans 
could  do  with  a  baseball  when  he  got  started. 
Suffice  it  to  say,  that  the  stage-setting  of  this 
game  was  a  coml^ination  of  a  Boardwalk  parade 
on  Easter,  an  old  art  gallery,  and  a  celestial  pic- 
nic, with  the  choicest  views  of  the  Tropical  Zone 
thrown  in  for  a  background. 

Everything  had  been  going  nicely.  But  just  be- 
fore the  game  there  crept  over  the  crowd  slowly 
and  surely,  an  indefinable  state  of  tension.  Smil- 
ing eyes  looked  anxiously  around  as  if  waiting 
to  see  the  Angel  Gabriel  toot  his  bugle.  Hearts 
began  skipping  beats  like  an  over-excited  Ford. 
It  looked  as  if  pandemonium  would  cut  loose  if 
some  one  sneezed.  Something  had  to  give  soon. 
The  crisis  came  when  the  "ump"  announced  the 
batteries.  After  giving  us  the  name  of  the  oppo- 
sition and  their  family  history  in  brief,  he  croaked, 
"Villanova — Cobb  and  Loan!"  But  horror  of 
horrors !  No  familiar  figure  called  Cobb  walked 
out  to  the  mound.  Then  was  explained  the  nerv- 
ous excitement.  The  drawing-card  was  not  there 
drawing.  It  was  unaccountably  absent.  It  had 
surreptitiously  disappeared.  When  this  fact  sank 
through  the  thinking-pans  of  that  mass  of  human- 
ity, such  a  jabbering,  hissing,  screaming,  croak- 
ing, and  sobbing  you  never  heard  before.  If  you 
ever  do,  it  will  be  your  own  fault  that  Satan  gets 
a  strangle-hold  on  you ;  because  he  runs  the  only 
high-class  establishment  capable  of  reproducing 
sounds  of  like  character.  You  could  even  detect 
the  queer  sound  of  buttons  tearing  loose  off  shoes 
and  many  an  ominous  snapping  of  strings  that 
should  not  snap,  ordinarily.  It  looked  like  a  prim- 
itive Egyptian  and  Chaldean  chorus  of  Priests 
and  Priestesses  "getting  religion." 

After  a  hurried  consultation  with  a  whispering 
and  excited  youngster,  "Prof."  McGeehan  made 
a  frenzied  dash  for  the  gate.  Presently  he  came 
whooping  back  like  a  Wild  Indian,  dragging  by 
the  scalp  a  protesting  Hans,  who  was  frantically 
clutching  a  deck  of  Pinochle  and  a  score  card, 
and  muttering  incoherently  about  a  100  aces  and 
150  trump,  80  kings,  and  60  queens  that  must 
have  fallen  into  a  hole  520  feet  deep,  and  so  on. 


He  was  trying  to  explain  to  "Prof."  that  he  was 
just  finishing  a  rubber  with  "Feb"  Ewing.  But 
he  gradually  subsided,  when  the  Riot  Act,  Chap- 
ter (suppressed  for  General  Public),  and  the 
eighth  section  of  that  chapter  that  "Prof."  had 
learned  by  heart  for  these  occasions,  was  elo- 
quently hissed  into  one  of  those  "Volutes  of  the 
human  capital,"  his  "side  intelligencers." 

Well,  folks,  that  crowd  felt  as  relieved  as  you 
have  felt  when  you  have  risen  hurriedly  from  off 
a  mischievous  tack  or  an  impolite  pin.  More  but- 
tons came  off  out  of  sheer  joy,  and  the  baby  rib- 
bon strings  were  gasping  indignantly.  But  all 
our  anticipations  of  joy  were  doomed  to  disap- 
pointment. The  awful  exhibition  of  pitching 
which  that  elongated  piece  of  cheese — Hans 
Cobb — was  putting  forth,  simply  stunned  every 
one  on  account  of  its  utter  impossibility.  The 
only  thing  that  saved  us  was  sensational  fielding, 
and  even  after  the  boys  had  blistered  their  bare 
hands  stopping  everything,  the  opposition  had 
polled  seven  votes  to  their  credit.  It  was  abso- 
lutely unbelievable.  Things  crawled  along  in  this 
way  until  two  men  were  out  in  the  last  of  the 
sixth,  with  the  score  still  7 — 0.  '7ii^"  Murray 
was  at  bat ;  and  if  Jim  had  hit  it — well,  judging 
from  the  expressions  of  his  face,  that  ball  would 
have  gone  down  the  Kaiser's  throat. 

As  I  said  before,  things  were  at  this  stage, 
when  the  gods  peeking  over  the  edge  of  their  re- 
served seats  and  almost  losing  their  balance,  in 
surprise,  decided  a  happy  incident.  "Prof."  was 
about  to  send  "Dan"  McEnerney  in,  when  the 
third  baseman  of  the  opposition,  a  belligerent  and 
bellicose  Dutchman,  uttered  a  remark,  addressed 
to  Hans,  that  undoubtedly  won  the  game  for  us. 

He  squeaked  out,  "I'll  bet  he  can't  play 
pinochle  as  well  as  he  can  play  baseball." 

Hans  heard  it.  He  stood  up  swayingly  and  be- 
wildered-looking,  then  regained  his  poise  and 
balance,  and  made  a  wild  dash  for  Mr.  Dutch- 
man. "Jim"  Murray  collared  him  when  he  was 
streaking  it  past  the  plate.  But  "Jim"  found 
himself  holding  a  piece  of  flannel  rather  foolishly 
in  his  hand,  while  its  erstwhile  owner  was  hop- 
ping up  and  down  in  front  of  "Dutch,"  shaking  a 
ham-like  fist  under  his  nose. 

"Can't  play  pinochle,  eh!  Why  you — ," 
(deleted  by  Censor). 

After  he   tired  out  quoting   Brann's  "Icono- 


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clast"  he  bet  "Dutchie"  his  suspenders  that  he 
could  beat  him  the  best  out  of  five,  and  put  him- 
self 5000  in  the  hole  to  start  off  each  game. 
"Dutchie,"  to  avoid  annihilation,  capitulated  and 
took  him  up. 

"All  right,  you  big  boob  I  After  the  game ;  But, 
it's  a  shame  to  deprive  you  of  your  only  means 
of  support." 

In  view  of  that,  the  game  could  not  finish  any 
too  soon  for  Hans.  Then,  believe  us,  folks,  he 
started  in.  "Jim"  Murray  was  thrown  out,  when 
he  tried  to  stretch  a  triple  to  a  homer.  Then 
Hans  began  the  prettiest  little  exhibition  of  the 
throwing  art  ever  witnessed.  Gosh!  when  you 
think  of  it,  it  makes  those  little  thrills  trickle  up 
and  down  your  back. 

The  visitors  never  even  thought  of  getting  to 
first  after  that.  Their  lead-off  man  happened  to 
start  he  seventh.  He  came  up  with  a  smile.  After 
the  first  ball  he  saw  hurtle  over,  the  smile  changed 
to  a  sickly  grin.  When  the  second  came  over 
acting  like  a  mad  snake,  he  looked  like  a  nigger 
dodger.  When  he  finally  heard  the  third  sink 
lovingly  into  Loan's  mitt,  he  heaved  a  sigh  of  re- 
lief, and  walked  back  to  the  bench  happy  at  get- 
ting away  from  the  firing-line  uninjured.  The 
second  batter  up  had  a  look  of  ecstatic  joy  on  his 
face;  but  but  he  finally  walked  away  without 
even  offering.  He  looked  as  if  he  were  seeing 
St.  Peter's  New  World  and  he  was  Prime  Min- 
ister. The  third  man  is  in  the  Hospital  with 
pneumonia  from  the  breeze  created  by  the  three 
fast  ones  Hans  served  at  him. 

Then  we  started  to  overcome  that  seven-run 
lead.  McGeehan  singled,  McCullian  sacrificed, 
Robinson  bunted  and  was  thrown  out,  and  Loan 
smashed  out  one  that  enabled  Hughie  to  walk 
home  and  left  Loan  holding  down  the  Keystone 
sock.  Charlie  McGucken  got  up  to  murder  the 
ball,  when  Loan  was  caught  off  second.  Well, 
Wfc  were  happy,  anyway,  because  we  knew  it 
wouldn't  be  but  a  matter  of  a  few  balls  pitched 
before  "Charlie"  would  be  up  again.  End  of 
seventh  score,  7 — 1 

"Dutchie"  was  up  for  the  visitors.  After  he 
did  get  his  bat  in  front  of  one,  he  was  so  sur- 
prised that  he  was  an  easy  out.  The  next  two  just 
stood  there  and  prayed  for  a  walk,  and  got  it — 
back  to  the  bench. 

"Charlie"    led    off   for    us    and   got    a    walk. 


"Jake"  Sheehan  singled,  and  "Charlie"  speeded 
up  and  slid  into  third  so  neatly  that  he  was  safe 
by  a  foot.  "Jake"  went  down  on  the  next  and 
Mike  Doherty  bunted  and  got  safe,  because  the 
catcher,  after  grabbing  the  ball,  stood  there  to 
tag  "Charlie,"  who  had  passed  him  on  the  fly 
and  was  standing  there  giggling  all  over  with 
joy.  Hans  was  our  fourth  batter,  even  if  he  was 
a  pitcher.  The  first  one  served  to  him  is  still 
being  sought  by  the  "kids"  down  in  the  ruins  of 
the  barnyard.  We  got  another  run  that  inning, 
and  then  the  board  looked  a  whole  lot  better  to 
us.    Score,  7 — 6. 

Without  going  into  details  and  rubbing  it  in, 
the  final  score  stood  9 — 7.  The  only  thing  we  re- 
gretted was  the  long  time  it  took  Hans  to  start. 
Also,  we  felt  a  little  bit  hurt  away  down  deep  to 
think  that  he  would  forget  his  good  old  Alma  Ma- 
ter that  we  all  love  so  dearly.  But,  when  he  was 
obsessed  by  an  idea,  his  brain  could  not  switch 
to  another  without  grave  possibility  of  total  dis- 
arrangement.    So  maybe  we  can  excuse  him. 

When  baseball  and  pinochle  clashed  with  him, 
baseball  invariably  gave  way. 

The  team  got  a  'peach"  of  a  "hand."  "Villa- 
nova"  was  sung  with  four  different  arrangements 
and  two  voices,  soprano  and  bass.  Amidst  our 
mighty  paeans  of  praise,  we  stopped  long  enough 
to  laugh  at  Hans  racing  across  the  field  with 
Dutchie  over  his  shoulder,  heading  for  the  Study 
Hall. 

The  breaking  up  of  that  gathering  was  even 
prettier  than  its  assembling.  The  confusion  added 
to  the  spectacle.  It  was  like  discord  resolving 
itself  into  perpetual  harmony.  Laughing  groups 
detached  themselves  and  wandered  happily  around 
the  wonderful  grounds,  enjoying  themselves  im- 
mensely. 

Some  of  us  went  into  the  Study-Hall.  There 
we  beheld  Hans  and  "Dutchie"  deep  in  a  game  of 
Pinochle,  gesticulating  wildly  at  intervals  and 
bidding  as  high  as  seven  hundred  in  their  excite- 
ment. Both  were  several  thousand  in  the  hole. 
When  "Dutchie"  was  cooled  off  a  little  and  got 
thinking  better,  he  drew  out  and  won  easily  from 
his  frantic  opponent,  Hans,  the  picture  of  des- 
spair,  handed  over  his  beloved  purple  suspenders. 
But  we  took  up  a  collection  on  the  spot  and  he 
was   only  a  widower  till   evening. 


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Here  endeth  the  chronicles  of  Archibald  Rose- 
blossoms,  Jr.  He  left  the  next  day,  unable  to  bear 
the  stigma  of  defeat,  and  went  South.  Last 
heard  of,  he  had  abandoned  baseball  and  also  his 
favorite  form  of  amusement,  and  was  removing 
the  warts  off  pickles,  and  sweeping  the  sun  off  the 
sidewalk  in  front  of  a  nice  little  delicatessen  shop 
in  Rio  de  Janeiro.  Dame  Rumor  hath  it  that 
Hans  is  making  eyes  at  a  buxom  young  belle  and 


soon  hopes  to  learn  the  art  of  dodging  saucers. 
The  best  wishes  of  all  attend  you,  congratulations 
and  sympathies,  old  boy !  Just  give  us  time  to  get 
there  for  the  christening. 

He  is  coming  through  safely,  Doctor,  from  that 
second  spasm. 

Moral — Don't  let  your  hobby  ride  you  or  take 
the  place  of  a  "talent." 


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IMMORTALITY 

(From  the  German  of  Schiller.) 
By  BERNARD  M.  ALBERS 

Lips  speak,  souls  dream,  of  fairer  days 

Than  mortal  eyes  can  see; 
Toward  a  golden  goal  through  a  wildered  maze 

We  hasten  in  gloom  and  glee. 
Though  the  world  wax  old  and  then  young  again. 
Ever  "Good !  Better ! !  Best ! ! !"  is  the  heart's  refrain. 

The  babe,  Hope  ushers  through  life's  gay  portal ; 
The  boy,  Hope  flatters  with  joy  immortal, 
Inspires  the  youth  with  her  magic  sheen  , 
And  crowns  gray  locks  with  garlands  green. 
The  silent  grave  proclaims  her  power. 
And  tombstones  bloom  with  Hope's  fair  flower. 


Nor  does  delusive  Fancy's  art 
With  this  a  foolish  brain  adorn; 

But  voices  whisper  to  the  heart: — 
"To  something  better  are  we  born !" 

And  what  the  inner  voices  speak 

Immortal  souls  may  rightly  seek. 


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VALEDICTION 

By  JOSEPH  E.  HYSON,  '17 

p  orth  to  the  world  we  go  from  Learning's  halls, 
A  rdently  duteous  to  our  Country's  calls ; 
R  emembrance  still  reverts  with  lingering  eye, 
K  xpanding  hearts  still  prompt  the  filial  sigh. 
W  orthy  of  thee,  O  Foster  Parent  dear! 
E  ach  son  would  prove  his  honored  title  clear; 
L  essons  of  thine  forever  shall  abide 
L  amps  on  life's  path  our  venturing  feet  to  guide. 

O  bedient  to  thy  bests,  'twill  be  our  joy. 

A  inis  lofty  to  achieve,  and  e'er  employ — 
L  oyal  to  Land,  to  fellowman,  to  thee — 
IWanhood  in  high  emprise.    Oh!  may  we  see 
A  merica  sustained,  as  in  the  past, 

JVl other  of  men  of  true  heroic  cast — 
A  rousing  the  nobility  of  earth, 
1    oiling  to  succor  all  subjected  worth, 
h,  xulting  in  the  true,  the  base  still  scorning, 
K  edeeming  all  mankind,  the  future  age  adorning! 


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TWENTY  YEARS  AGO 

(Suggested  by  Nova  et  Vetera) 
By  WILLIAM  E.  HAMMOND, '17 

The  boys  of  Villanova,  in  the  good  old  days  of  yore, 
Possessed  a  happy  mixture  that  you  can't  find  any  more. 
One  soul  full  of  endeavor  and  a  heart  that's  full  of  fun 
Was  the  necessary  measure  that  was  found  in  every  one. 

So  Uncle  says,  and  he  should  know; 

He  went  there  twenty  years  ago. 

When  Uncle  held  the  honored  chair  of  editor-in-chief, 
The  haunting  pathos  of  his  lines  brought  many  tears  of  grief ; 
But  when  he  wished  to  bring  a  smile  or  cause  a  hearty  laugh. 
The  fellows  never  could  resist  his  wit,  his  puns,  his  chaff — 

At  least,  my  Uncle  tells  me  so; 

He  went  there  twenty  years  ago. 

When  Uncle  pitched,  the  baseball  team  lost  not  a  single  game; 
With  equal  ease  he  beat  them  all — Penn,  Yale,  or  Notre  Dame. 
With  blinding  speed,  he  shot  the  ball  across  the  rubber  plate. 
And  made  the  best  in  college  ranks  swing  like  a  rusty  gate. 

Now,  Uncle's  never  known  to  blow — 

He  went  there  twenty  years  ago. 

And  when  the  marks  each  month  were  read,  my  Uncle  led  the  class; 

There  was  no  subject  too  abstruse  for  that  old  boy  to  pass. 

In  Ethics,  Math,  and  History,  he  almost  always  starred. 

And  thou.e:ht  those  studies  easy  that  his  classmates  found  so  hard. 

So  Uncle  says,  for  he  can  show 

He  went  there  twenty  years  ago. 

The  other  night  I  met  a  "grad"  who  well  my  Uncle  knew ; 
I  asked  him  if  the  fluent  tales  he  used  to  tell  were  true. 
"Your  Uncle  was  my  classmate  in  the  good  old  days  gone  by ; 
He  never  gave  that  line  to  us,  and  here's  the  reason  why." 

I  think  this  old  "grad"  ought  to  know — 

He  went  there  twenty  years  ago. 

"He  used  to  be  the  editor,  with  that  I  must  comply ; 

His  haunting  pathos  used  to  make  us  laugh  instead  of  cry. 

He  carried  pitchers  to  and  fro — when  on  the  water  corps ; 

He  led  his  class  when  we  were  through — in  rushing  for  the  door 

Ah,  no  more  shall  my  fancy  glow 

With  tales  of  twenty  years  ago! 


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A  NEGLECTED  IRISH  NOVELIST 


(Second  Paper) 
By  GEORGE  A.  O'MEARA 


GENIUS  is  the  thorough  co-ordination  of  a 
writer  with  his  theme.  When  John  Banim 
produced  "The  Boyne  Water,"  he  undoubtedly 
made  an  important  contribution  to  works  of 
genius. 

In  July,  1825,  "The  Boyne  Water"  was  com- 
menced ;  by  Christmas,  it  was  in  the  hands  of  the 
printer;  early  in  1826,  it  was  before  the  critics. 
The  work  was  published  under  the  name  of  "The 
O'Hara  Family."  Michael  Banim  did  some  im- 
portant work  in  a  few  of  the  novels  of  this  series. 
In  "The  Boyne  Water"  he  had  no  direct  concern. 
We  have  his  own  testimony  for  this  statement — 
"With  the  exceptions  of  examining  the  locality 
of  the  Siege  of  Limerick  (the  siege  of  the  violated 
treaty,  as  it  is  called),  and  the  tracing  of  Sars- 
field's  route  from  the  beleaguered  city  to  the  spot 
where  he  surprised  and  destroyed  the  reinforce- 
ment of  cannon  on  its  way  from  Kilkenny,  I  had 
no  direct  concern  in  this  tale.  It  passed  through 
my  hands  during  its  progress,  and  I  pruned,  and 
added,  and  corrected  ad  libitum." 

"The  Boyne  Water"  is  a  historical  novel. 
Banim's  object  in  writing  it  was  to  put  before  the 
world,  in  its  proper  light,  the  most  misunderstood 
period  of  Irish  History.  It  was  his  great  desire 
that  the  world  might  know  Ireland  in  her  people. 
He  wished  to  raise  the  national  character  in  the 
estimation  of  other  lands  by  a  picture  of  Ireland's 
people  as  they  really  were.  At  the  same  time  he 
wished  to  vindicate  them  from  the  charge  of  vio- 
lence and  blood-thirstiness. 

The  story  opens  in  f685.  Banim's  theme  is, 
the  "War  of  the  Revolution."  It  might  be  well 
for  us  to  recall  a  few  important  historical  events. 
In  1685,  James  II,  a  Roman  Catholic,  succeeded 
his  brother,  Charles,  giving  joy  to  the  Catholics 
of  Ireland,  and  filling  the  Protestants  with  alarm. 
Colonel  Richard  Talbot,  a  strict  Catholic,  was 
sent  to  Ireland  as  commander  of  the  forces.  He 
was  made  Earl  of  Tirconnell.  His  action  in' dis- 
missing thousands  of  Protestant  soldiers  and 
officers  and  replacing  them  with  Catholics,  caused 
panic   among   the    Protestants.      Catholics    and 


Protestants  eyed  each  other  with  fear  and  sus- 
picion, for  they  recalled  the  mutual  cruelties  of 
'41.  In  1687,  Tirconell  became  Lord-lieutenant 
of  Ireland. 

In  the  midst  of  all  this  disturbance,  King 
James'  son-in-law,  William,  of  Orange,  landed  in 
England  and  had  little  difficulty  in  claiming  the 
throne.  James,  deserted  by  many  of  his  officers, 
fled  to  France.  Now,  the  people  of  England, 
nearly  all  Protestants,  determined  to  have  a' 
Protestant  king.  The  people  of  Ireland,  nearly 
all  Catholics  wanted  a  Catholic  king.  Thus 
began  the  war  of  the  two  kings,  known  as  the 
War  of  the  Revolution. 

John  Banim  studied  this  period  of  Ireland's 
history,  thoroughly.  He  saw  that  here,  as  in 
most  cases,  there  was  a  great  deal  of  exaggera- 
tion on  each  side.  One  side  regards  William  of 
Orange  as  a  persecutor.  Banim  shows  us  that 
he  was  riot.  The  same  party  would  picture 
William  to  us  as  a  Church  of  England  champion, 
a  religious  bigot.  Banim  takes  a  stand  quite  the 
opposite.  King  James  II  appears  before  us  a 
monarch  misunderstood,  and  not  the  coward,  nor 
the  tyrant,  nor  the  butcher,  that  he  has  so  often 
been  called.  We  might  point  out  many  passages 
in  "The  Boyne  Water"  to  bear  out  this  statement. 
Let  us  look  at  a  few.  On  one  occasion,  while 
William  was  in  London,  the  Bishop  of  Salisbury 
was  very  energetic  in  urging  the  King  to  take 
active  measures  against  the  Catholics.  The  Queen 
presented  his  case. 

"The  Bishop  hopes  your  Majesty  has  come  to 
a  conclusion  on  the  good  measure  we  last  dis- 
coursed on,  this  morning  ?" 

"The  conclusion  and  the  answer  have  before 
been  rendered,  Madam,"  said  William,  coldly: 
"I  am  no  persecutor.  In  the  name  of  God,  let  the 
matter  end." 

When  Patrick  Sarsfield,  through  his  bravery 
and  skill,  succeeded  in  repulsing  William's  forces 
at  Limerick,  William  prepared  to  leave  Ireland. 
He  tells  his  officers  to  finish  the  war  upon  any 
terms  and  to  grant  full  protection  in  property  and 


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civil  privileges  with  religious  freedom.  The 
Bishop  of  Meath  remonstrated,  and  begged 
William  to  remember  the  creed  of  "the  rebels." 
His  answer  explains  itself,  "Bishop  of  Meath, 
attend.  While  holding  up  my  right  hand  in  the 
face  of  heaven  and  of  men,  to  repeat  and  swear 
my  coronation  oath,  a  clause  was  proposed  to 
me  that  I  should  'root  out  heretics.'  At  these 
words,  I  stopped  my  Lord  of  Argyle,  who  ad- 
ministered the  oath,  and  declared  that  I  did  not 
mean  to  oblige  myself  to  become  a  persecutor." 
It  will  be  well  to  recall  that  Banim  does  not  write 
these  scenes  from  his  imagination.  They  are 
facts  of  history. 

It  is  scarcely  necessary  to  say  that,  at  the  Battle 
of  the  Boyne,  William  was  the  backbone  of  the 
Protestant  forces.  Had  he  been  disabled,  the 
results  would  have  been  very  different.  Yet 
James,  himself,  missed  the  opportunity  of  bring- 
ing about  William's  downfall.  One  of  his  sol- 
diers' named  Burke,  had  sighted  James,  and  stood 
with  leveled  cannon  and  lighted  match,  ready  for 
the  word  to  fire.  "I  have  him  covered  as  dead  as 
Julius  Caesar,  your  Majesty,  and  now  a  shot 
for  the  three  crowns !"  "Hold !"  cried  James, 
irresolute  in  the  very  act  he  had  planned,  as  he 
struck  down  the  fieldpiece.  "Knave!  harm  not 
my  daughter's  husband."  This  irresolution  was 
a  characteristic  of  James.  Through  it  he  lost 
many  a  victory. 

The  charming  characteristic  of  Banim's  his- 
torical treatment  is  his  open,  fair  exposition  of 
the  great  revolution.  There  was  much  fault  on 
both  sides,  and  Banim  shows  no  prejudice,  either 
way.  He  represents  in  vivid  language  the  un- 
fair, self-interested  scheming  of  Catholic  ecclesi- 
astics and  officials  just  as  he  paints  the  Protestant 
meddlers.  You  will  recall  that  while  there  is  a 
prominent  Protestant  minister  causing  much  of 
the  Irish  trouble,  there  is  also  a  ranting  Catholic 
Friar  urging  the  unlearned  on  to  insurrection. 

When  a  novelist  takes  hold  of  his  readers, 
makes  them  live  with  him,  makes  them  think  with 
him,  makes  them  laugh  and  cry  with  him,  he  has 
accomplished  a  great  work.  Once  we  become  ac- 
quainted with  the  characters  of  "The  Boyne 
Water,"  there  is  never  a  lag  in  the  interest  of  the 
plot.  Yet,  the  plot  is  not  forced  on  us.  It  seems 
as  though  Banim  cared  nothing  for  it.  Pie  had 
a  great  message  to  deliver  to  the  world,  and  that 
was  more  important  than  plot.    It  is  this  easiness 


of  action,  this  naturalness  of  combining  circum- 
stances that  carries  on  the  interest. 

Just  before  Banim  and  during  his  time,  there 
were  some  good  Irish  novels  published.  While 
they  were  good  in  the  portrayal  of  Irish  life  and 
character,  they  lacked  one  thing  that  Banim  has 
— dramatic  power.  What  a  wonderful  scene  the 
double  marriage  is !  Eva  McDonnell  and  Robert 
Evelyn  have  just  stepped  down  from  the  altar — 
man  and  wife.  Esther  Evelyn  and  Edmund  Mc- 
Donnell ascend  the  steps.  Suddenly,  the  Rev. 
Mr.  Walker  rushes  in  and  holds  up  the  ceremony 
with  the  cry,  "William,  the  Deliverer,  has 
landed!"  There  is  a  quarrel  with  Friar  O'Hag- 
gerty.  The  gentle  Fr.  O'Donnell  vainly  tries 
to  settle  the  disturbance.  At  the  very  altar  rails, 
the  pairs  are  separated  in  angry  misunderstanding 
about  their  parts  in  the  coming  conflict.  But  it  is 
like  sacrilege  to  describe  the  scene.  Banim  has 
done  it  in  masterly  style,  and  we  must  not  profane 
his  creation. 

What  power  there  is  in  the  scene  at  the  ruined 
home  of  the  McDonnells!  Their  old  father's 
body  lies  dead  at  their  feet ;  their  domestics  are 
hanged  or  mutilated  beyond  recognition,  and  all 
this  by  the  infamous  and  hated  Kirke.  Brother 
und  sister  kneel  over  their  father's  lifeless  form 
and  swear  a  terrible  oath  of  vengeance. 

The  second  attempt  at  marriage  outside  the 
walls  of  Derry,  gives  Banim  opportunity  for 
another  employment  of  his  dramatic  power.  Eva 
McDonnell  has  traveled  miles  on  horseback  to 
join  her  husband  and  her  brother,  and  his  prom- 
ised bride.  The  palsied  old  priest  accompanied 
her.  Esther  and  Evelyn  had  managed,  at  great 
hazards,  to  get  outside.  Just  as  the  ceremony  is 
to  take  place.  Governor  Walker  galloped  upon 
them,  placed  Evelyn  and  McDonnell  under  arrest, 
and  forced  Eva  and  the  old  priest  to  depart  from 
the  city. 

"The  Boyne  Water,"  filled  as  it  is  with  great 
diamatic  scenes,  with  battles,  bloodshed,  and 
starvation,  has  some  scenes  filled  with  pathos. 
Here  and  there  throughout  the  whole  story  we 
meet  the  blind  harper,  Carolan.  On  every  side 
there  is  a  new  misfortune  for  him.  His  silent, 
unrequited  love  of  Eva  is  most  touching.  His 
loyal  devotion  and  untiring  efforts  for  her  and  her 
dear  ones  are  at  once  heroic  and  ennobling.  The 
human  heart  must  be  very  hard  that  is  not  touched 
at  the  grave  of  Esther  Evelyn,  outside  the  Derry 


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Walls.  McDonnell,  Robert  Evelyn,  and  Eva  are 
about  to  leave  the  city.  Behind  them,  resting 
peacefully  beneath  the  sod,  they  leave  the  body  of 
their  dear  one.  Each  of  them  steals  secretly  to 
the  little  mound  to  bid  the  last  adieu;  each  one 
thinks  himself  unobserved,  yet  all  three  have  ob- 
served the  others. 

While  Banim  is  very  careful  to  make  his  work 
historically  exact,  he  does  not  exclude  a  very  in- 
teresting plot.  He  always  taught  that  plot,  though 
an  inferior  consideration,  is  a  main  consideration. 
The  plot  in  "The  Boyne  Water"  is  founded  on  a 
misunderstanding  between  Robert  Evelyn  and  the 
McDonnell  family.  The  former  belongs  to  the 
Protestant  party,  while  the  latter  belongs  to  the 
Catholic  side.  Hence,  all  the  difficulties  between 
the  two  parties  involve  these  individuals.  The 
misunderstanding  is  based  on  the  supposed  death 
of  James  McDonnell,  and  the  striking  re- 
semblance between  Eva  and  James.  On  the 
occasion  of  the  second  attempt  at  marriage  out- 
side the  Derry  wall,  to  which  we  have  referred, 
Eva  has  found  it  necessary  to  disguise  herself. 
Her  costume  was  that  of  a  young  soldier.  When 
Robert  meets  James  McDonnell  in  the  Court  of 
William,  he  at  once  takes  him  for  Eva  in  disguise. 
Many  misunderstandings  result. 

In  character-drawing,  each  character  must 
have  its  specific  difference  and  must  be  thor- 
oughly differentiated.  Banim  understood  this  and 
succeeded  admirably.  He  believed  that  a  story 
should  not  be  told  simply  for  the  story  or  for  the 
landscapes  and  scenery,  but  for  the  sake  of  the 
study  of  the  differences  among  human  beings. 
He  pictured  human  nature  in  the  humor,  pathos, 
tenderness,  or  in  the  wild,  fierce  passions  of  the 
Irish  peasant.  He  made  his  characters  distinct 
and  individual.  Characters  may  be  dramatic  or 
analytic.  In  the  dramatic,  the  characters  become 
known  to  us  by  what  they  do  and  say ;  in  the  ana- 
lytic, the  author  comments  upon  the  characters 
and  tells  us  of  their  motives.  Banim's  method 
is  the  dramatic.  We  form  our  ideas  of  what  the 
characters  are  by  our  own  experience  of  them. 

Robert  Evelyn  is  the  representative  of  the  Prot- 
estant party.  He  has  realized  the  true  position 
of  Ireland.  It  is  not  his  object  to  put  down  the 
Catholics.  Freedom  for  his  own  creed  is  what 
he  desires.  Manliness  and  honesty  are  always 
main  considerations  with  him.  The  Rev.  Mr. 
Walker  is  a  representative  of  the  self-seeking 


section  of  the  Protestant  party.  Bigotry,  tyranny, 
and  a  grasping  desire  for  power  are  his  watch- 
words. 

Edmund  McDonnell  is  the  defender  of  the 
Catholic  party.  He  stands  for  the  same  principles 
that  actuate  Evelyn.  When  the  two  come  into 
conflict,  it  is  because  of  dishonesty  and  meddling 
on  the  part  of  ambitious  self-seekers. 

Esther  Evelyn  represents  for  her  sex  the  Prot- 
estant party.  She  is  a  gentle,  beautiful  character 
with  no  shade  of  bigotry  or  narrowness  in  her. 
She  is  the  one  who  is  inclining  Edmund  to  un- 
derstand both  sides  of  the  question  just  as  Eva 
draws  Robert  to  see  the  misunderstandings  be- 
tween Catholics  and  Protestants. 

Eva  is  the  woman  of  the  Catholic  party.  She 
is  far  more  militant  than  Esther.  Indeed,  she  is 
almost  a  little  too  fierce  and  warlike  at  times. 
But  we  must  remember  that  these  were  trying 
times,  that  the  Irish  were  fighting  for  what  is 
dearer  than  life  itself — their  religion  and  their 
fireside. 

One  of  Banim's  most  beautiful  characters  is 
Carolan,  the  blind  harper.  His  part  in  the  his- 
tory is  apparently  small,  and  at  all  times  he  seems 
to  be  obscured.  Yet,  on  closer  study,  we  find 
that  he  is  the  main  character  of  the  whole  story. 
Were  it  not  for  the  fact  that  Banim  tells  us  else- 
where that  Carolan  really  existed  in  history,  we 
should  think  he  was  used  just  to  solve  difficulties. 
Carolan,  in  the  final  analysis,  is  the  most  import- 
ant instrument  in  the  tying  of  the  knot.  The  un- 
tying can  be  ascribed  to  no  other  character.  The 
price  of  all  his  sufferings  is  the  breaking  of  his 
own  tender  heart. 

But  someone  may  object  that  our  author  surely 
is  too  serious,  too  exacting  toward  our  under- 
standing. Here  old  Jerry  comes  to  the  rescue. 
His  insistence  on  merriment  even  amidst  the 
greatest  privations,  is  touching  and  amusing  at 
once.  At  the  Siege  of  Derry,  with  a  song  on  his 
lips  and  starvation  gnawing  at  his  heart,  he 
proved  that  hunger  will  not  spare  even  a  merry 
man;  with  good  humor  and  simple-hearted  trust 
he  passed  away. 

The  supernatural  is  usually  very  hard  to  man- 
age, especially  in  a  historical  novel.  With  the  old 
Irish  love  of  something  weird  and  a  little  super- 
stitions, Banim  has  painted  Onagh,  the  woman  of 
the  cavern.  Though  in  the  beginning  of  the  story 
she  appears  to  us  as  nothing  but  a  depraved  and 


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wretched  woman,  posing  as  a  witch,  she  plays 
rather  an  important  part  in  the  story.  Her  male- 
diction on  the  head  of  Esther,  "Starve!"  is  ful- 
filled in  the  Siege  of  Derry.  The  character  has 
been  managed  very  cleverly.  We  see  her  at  the 
close  of  the  story  as  a  woman  wronged  in  her 
girlhood  by  a  McDonnell — a  woman  whose  life 
has  been  ruined  through  the  infidelity  of  young 
Donald  McDonnell,  yet,  who  rises  above  her  love 
of  revenge  to  befriend  the  family  of  the  man  she 
once  loved. 

Characters  may  be  stationary  or  developing. 
If  stationary,  the  nature  of  the  character  remains 
the  same,  though  there  may  be  great  changes  in 
fortune.  If  developing,  the  experience  of  the 
character  changes  the  nature.  Banim,  for  the 
most,  has  stationary  characters.  Thus  far  we 
have  mentioned  only  such  types.  While  two  or 
three  of  the  minor  characters  in  "The  Boyne 
Water"  belong  to  the  developing  class,  there  is 
one  important  figure,  whose  development  is  so 
wonderful,  that  we  cannot  omit  mentioning  it. 
Moya,  the  Rapparee  girl,  is  one  of  the  finest  and 
most  careful  studies  in  human  nature,  with  its 
passions  and  weakness,  that  we  have  ever  met. 
Her  devotion  to  Robert,  while  disordered,  is  most 
touching  and  loyal.  Her  heroic  sacrifice  of  self 
for  the  one  she  loves  is  nobility  of  the  highest 
grade.  We  love  her  for  her  virtues  just  as  we 
feel  almost  hatred  for  her  conniving  against  the 
one  who  has  just  claim  to  Robert's  love.  Yet, 
that  other  one  is  Moya's  rival.  When  we  think 
it  over,  we  can  only  pity  her  weakness.  Her  wild 
childhood  spent  with  men  who  have  forgotten 
Christian  principles  explains  her  weakness. 
Rather  than  despise  her  for  her  failings,  we  mar- 
vel at  her  virtues  amid  such  surroundings.  In 
the  end  she  sees  her  mistakes  and  humbly  cor- 
rects them.  She  goes  through  fire  and  torture 
before  her  development  is  complete.  Banim  is 
striking  that  great  note  of  penance  and  genuine 
repentafnce,  which  Hawthorne  has  since  struck 
so  successfully. 

The  descriptions  in  "The  Boyne  Water"  de- 
mand greater  space  than  we  can  give  them  here. 
Their  vividness  is  due  to  the  actual  experience  of 
the  author  and  his  brother.    We  are  taken  back 


in  spirit  to  the  beautiful  scenes  of  the  "Isle  of 
Saints."  We  almost  imagine  we  are  present 
bodily  among  those  hills  and  dales.  Whoever 
will  recall  Victor  Hugo's  description  of  Wa- 
terloo, made  vivid  by  the  use  of  the  letter  A, 
will  find  descriptions  in  Banim  made  after  the 
same  plan.  The  physical  image,  so  well  adapted 
to  bring  a  scene  forcibly  to  the  reader's  mind,  is 
employed  again  and  again  with  tremendous  suc- 
cess. 

Banim  has  a  style  which  it  would  be  well  for 
us  to  cultivate.  In  his  choice  of  words,  he  ex- 
cludes neither  big  nor  little  words.  He  uses  both, 
but  has  a  real  necessity  in  their  use.  The  young 
writer  often  thinks  it  a  sign  of  erudition  to  throw 
one  big  word  after  another  into  a  sentence.  For 
clearness  and  force  this  is  a  great  mistake. 
Neither  big  nor  little  words  should  be  disregarded, 
but  discretion  should  be  employed  in  the  use  of 
both. 

Banim  has  a  style  that  takes  hold  of  the  reader 
and  carries  him  along  with  him.  There  are  force 
and  character  behind  it.  In  every  paragraph,  we 
see  the  great  soul  of  the  man.  There  is  a  vivid- 
ness and  brightness  about  it  that  forbids  a  lagging 
in  the  interest. 

We  have  written  much,  yet  said  little,  compared 
with  the  merit  of  "The  Boyne  Water."  It  is  our 
hope  that  we  have  aroused  interest  in  this  great 
author  by  outlining  his  principal  merits.  Much 
more  might  be  told  about  the  Siege  of  Derry ; 
Sarsfield  and  the  violated  treaty  of  Limerick 
would  demand  a  treatise  for  a  just  treatment;  the 
beautiful  descriptions  of  old  Erin's  scenery  might 
well  be  carefully  analyzed,  but  we  shall  leave  this 
pleasure  to  Banim's  future  readers.  May  he  be- 
come a  popular  friend  among  us.  From  him  may 
we  learn  more  of  the  heart  of  the  Irish  people; 
through  him  may  our  knowledge  of  Irish  history 
become  true  and  genuine.  He  has  built  on  funda- 
mental ideas.  Democracy  runs  throughout  his 
work;  external  nature  is  handled  delicately  and 
exquisitely;  his  work  is  strongly,  though  not  ob- 
trusively. Catholic.  Justice  is  his  standard. 
Therefore,  we  are  dealing  with  an  educated  man, 
for  just  thinking  is  true  education. 


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Francis  J.  Goodwin 
"Goody" 

"Survey  mankind  from  China  to  Peru." — Johnson. 

Frank  Goodwin,  more  commonly  known  as  the 
"Old  Kid,"  is  a  product  of  Hoosick  Falls,  a  town 
which  hangs  desperately  on  the  outskirts  of 
Bennington.  He  stoutly  maintains  that  Hoosick 
Falls  is  a  good  place  to  come  from,  and  in  this 
sentiment  we  all  agree  with  him.  In  search  of  a 
better  place  of  residence  he  has  selected  China. 
The  Chinese  language,  however,  will  prove  no 
obstacle  to  Frank.  He  is  a  hustler.  Far  into  the 
wee  small  hours  of  the  morning  one  will  find  him 
diligently  studying  laundry  checks.  Frank  is  the 
"John  McGraw"  of  the  class.  In  fact,  some  claim 
that  McGraw  was  his  protege  in  years  gone  by. 
His  familiar  figure  may  often  be  seen  and  his 
barroom  voice  often  heard  hurhng  words  of  en- 
couragement at  his  light  of  love,  the  Villanova 
Prep,  baseball  team.  Although  Frank  is  short  of 
stature,  he  is  by  no  means  short  of  words.  His 
favorite  expression  is,  "that  is  a  relative  term." 
With  this  stumbling-block  always  at  hand,  he 
coyly  invites  argumentation,  regardless  of  the 
time,  place,  or  subject. 

Every  night  when  the  moon  is  shining  clearly, 
Frank  sits  before  his  window  and  yodels  a  fond 
good-night  to  some  nymph  in  the  far-off  grottoes 
of  Hoosick  Falls.  He  swears  that  she  can  hear 
him,  and  we  are  almost  inclined  to  believe  this. 
We  have  no  desire  to  delve  into  Frank's  numerous 
affaires  du  coeur.  It  is  sufficient  to  say  that 
Chinese  society  is  highly  excited  over  his  ex- 
pected arrival.  His  student  days  have  been  filled 
with  hard  work  and  earnest  endeavor,  and  we 
feel  that  in  the  future  he  will  earn  a  well-deserved 
success  as  an  engineer.  Friendship  in  him  is  all 
that  the  word  implied.  May  his  happy  disposi- 
tion, candid  manner,  and  lively  conversation, 
which  have  given  us  so  many  hours  of  pleas- 
ure, win  for  him  numerous  friends  wherever  he 
may  be. 


Eugene  Dowd 
"Gene" 

*'And  more  to  lull  him  in  his  slumbers  soft." — Spenser. 

The  soporific  atmosphere  that  envelops  Phila- 
delphia and  its  environs  seems  to  have  had  a  last- 
ing and  permanent  effect  upon  our  genial  friend 
"Gene."  He  is  endowed  with  a  slow  and  deliber- 
ate manner  of  speech  that  gives  a  portent  of  un- 
usual solemnity  to  all  his  utterances. 

He  is  one  of  our  day  students.  Let  there  be 
no  misunderstanding,  for  Gene  invariably  applies 
himself  for  a  few  minutes  every  night. 

His  memory  is  a  source  of  wonderment.  One 
morning  he  left  his  house  in  Germantown,  for- 
getting to  take  his  watch  along  with  him.  When 
he  arrived  at  Broad  Street  Station,  he  realized 
that  he  had  forgotten  his  watch  and  put  his  hand 
in  his  vest  pocket  to  see  if  he  had  time  to  go  back 
aiid  get  it.  Some  say  that  Gene  forgets  to  attend 
the  class  in  Religion  at  eight  o'clock,  but  when 
one  considers  the  distance  between  Villanova  and 
Germantown,  and  his  meditative  manner  while 
walking,  it  would  be  unjust  to  accuse  him  of 
"lapsus  mentis"  in  this  particular  case. 

We  have  been  informed  on  reliable  authority 
that  he  is  about  to  enlist  in  the  Navy.  Although 
Gene  himself,  with  a  baffling  smile,  continues  to 
deny  it,  we  can  clearly  see  his  purpose  in  taking 
such  a  step.  What  circumstances  are  more  con- 
ducive to  pleasant  slumber  than  the  gentle  rock- 
ing of  a  ship  at  sea.  He  is  writing  a  book, 
"Somnambulism  and  How  to  Acquire  It."  We 
are  eagerly  awaiting  its  publication. 

Despite  his  idiosyncrasies,  he  has  always  found 
time  to  make  himself  agreeable  to  his  classmates, 
and  can  count  each  one  of  them  a  sincere  friend. 
Among  the  varying  personalities  which  may  be 
found  among  the  members  of  our  class.  Gene's 
is  one  that  will  be  long  remembered. 


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Francis  J.  Goodwix 
"Goody" 

"Survey  iDankind    from  China  to   Vcru."— Johnson. 

Frank  Goodwin,  more  commonly  known  as  the 
"Old  Kid,"  is  a  product  of  Hoosick  I'alls,  a  town 
which  hangs  desperately  on  the  outskirts  of 
Bennington.  Fie  stoutly  maintains  that  Hoosick 
Falls  is  a  ,good  iplace  to  conie  from,  and  in  this 
sentiment  ^ve  all  agree  with  him.  In  search  of  a 
better  placf  of  residence  he  lias  selected  China. 
The  Chinese  language,  however,  will  prove  no 
obstacle  to  I'rank.  lie  is  a  hustler.  Far  into  the 
Avec  small  hou.rs  of  the  morning  one  will  find  him 
diligenily  studxing  laundry  check>.  I'rank  is  the 
"Jnhn  Mcliraw""  of  the  class.  In  fact,  some  claim 
that  McGraw  was  his  i)rotcgv  in  years  gone  b}-. 
[lis  familiar  figure  may  often  b^e  seen  and  his 
l)arroom  \-oice  often  heard  hurling  words  of  en- 
couragomt-nt  at  his  light  of  love,  tb.e  X'illanova 
Prep,  baseball  te;im.  .Mthnr.gii  Frank  is  short  of 
>tatin-e.  he  is  1)_\-  no  means  shcui  of  words.  His 
fav(.irite  expression  is,  "that  is  a  relative  term."" 
With  ib.is  stumbliug-l)lnck  alwax's  at  band.'  he 
co)ly  in\-ites  argumentation,  rcgartlless  of  the 
time,  ])l;ice.  or  subject. 

lv'.'er_\-  night  when  t!ic  mocni  is  -liining  clearl}', 
I'rank  ^its  bcfijre  his  uindciw  a.ml  \odels  a  fond 
gond-uiglu  to  S'-mc  nymph  in  ihe  far-ojt  grottoes 
f>f  H^'osjck  ["alls,  lb,'  s\\ear<  tliat  sh.e  can  bear 
him,  au'l  we  are  almost  inclined  lo  believe  this. 
\\  e  ba\e  no  desire  to  deh'e  into  f-'rank'-;  numerous 
atiaire>  du  coeu.r.  It  is  suthciciU  to  sa_\'  that 
Ihin.ese  soeiel_\-  is  highly  excited  over  bis  ex- 
iHCted  arri\al.  His  >ludent  'It.-  !!a\'e  been  tilled 
Willi  bard  wiivk  .and  earne-^l  endeavor,  and  Vv"e 
leel  tb;i.t  in  the  future  be  wib  earn  ;i  well-deser\X'd 
>ucce>>  a>  an  engineer,  b'riend^bi])  in  him  is  all 
that  the  word  imjtlied.  Max'  bi>  hai.])\'  disi)osi- 
tion,  c.'indid  maimer,  rmd  liveb  conversation, 
wbicli  b;!\e  gi\en  u>  >o  many  hours  o{  ]deas- 
ure,  win  for  him  niuner(jus  friends  where\-er  he 
ma\-  be. 


Eugene  Dowd 
"(jene" 

"And  niOTc  to  lull  him  in  his  clumbers  soit."—Sl'cnscr. 

The  soporific  atmosi)herc  that  envelops  Phila- 
delphia and  its  environs  seems  io  have  had  a  last- 
ing and  permanent  ctTect  u])on  our  genial  friend 
"Gene."  Fie  is  endowed  with  a  slow  and  delilx'r- 
ate  manner  of  speech  that  give^  a  portent  of  UtU- 
usual  solcnmity  to  all  his  utterances. 

He  is  one  of  our  day  students.  Let  there  be 
no  misunderstanding",  for  (bene  in\-ariably  apidies 
himself  for  a  few  nnintites  every  night. 

Flis  memory  is  a  source  of  w"e)ridernicnt.  (  hie 
morrnng  he  left  his  house  in  Germantown,  for- 
getting to  take  his  watch  along  with  him.  When 
he  arri\ed  at  P.road  Street  Station,  he  realized 
that  he  had  forgotten  bi>  watch  and  put  his  band 
in  bis  vest  ijocket  to  see  if  lie  b.ad  time  to  gi)  back 
and  get  it.  Some  say  that  Ciene  forgets  to  attend 
tlie  class  in  Peligion  at  eight  o'clock,  ].)ut  when 
one  considers  the  distance  1)etween  \  illauo\-a  and 
<  ierm.antown,  and  bis  meditative  manner  while 
walking,  it  w<  lu.ld  be  unju>t  to  accuse  hint  of 
"lapsus  mentis"  in  this  i)articubir  ca-e. 

We  b.a\'e  been  informed  on  reli;i])le  autborit)' 
that  be  is  abou.t  lo  euli-t  in  the  Xavy.  AUhough 
Gene  himself,  with  a  bartling  smile,  continues  to 
deny  it,  we  can  cie.arly  >ee  bis  jiurjxjsc  in  taking 
>Uich  ;i  step.  Wdiat  circuiii>t;uices  are  ninre  con- 
duoi\e  to  l)lea^ant  -^Imnber  than  the  gentle  rook- 
ing of  a  ship  at  sea.  He  i>  writing  a  book, 
"Somnambulisni  and  How  to  Ac([uire  it."'  We 
are  eagerly  awaiting  it^  ])til;lication. 

l)es]nte  hi>  idio>_\  ncra>ie>.  be  li;i<  alwa\s  fianid 
time  to  make  bim>elf  agreealile  to  hi-;  cla-sniates, 
and  can  cotmt  each  one  of  them  a  ^-incel■e  friend. 
Among  the  varying  i)er.-;onaliiies  which  may  be 
found  among  the  member^  of  our  cla<>,  (dene's 
is  (iue  that   will  be  lono-  remembered. 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


Joseph  E.  Hyson 

"Thee,  chanter,  oft  the  woods  among 
We  paused  to  hear  thy  evening  song." 

—  Milton. 

This  ambitious  member  of  our  class  hails  from 
that  metropolis  of  the  North,  Mechanicsville. 
This  is  sufficient  excuse  for  all  his  defects  of 
whatsoever  nature  they  may  be.  One  would  not 
think  from  his  chosen  vocation  that  the  moon 
would  have  any  effect  upon  the  life  of  this  young 
man,  but  he  is  often  seen  at  night  looking  for  the 
lady  in  the  moon.  We  advise  him  to  strike  up  an 
acquaintance  with  the  Lady  of  the  Lake. 

Joe  is  of  a  poetical  turn  of  mind  and  wrote 
an  "Ode  to  His  Creditors."  As  a  singer,  he  is 
a  howling  success,  and  if  given  the  key  he  could 
sing  a  song  in  any  flat. 

After  the  mid-year  in  History  of  Philosophy, 
he  sang  to  himself  for  consolation,  but  the  profes- 
sor said  that  his  notes  were  not  clear  enough. 

He  led  the  class  in  several  subjects,  but  then, 
his  success  was  due  to  the  fact  that  he  could  take 
notes  with  both  hands. 

One  morning,  Joe  came  into  class  with  his  fin- 
ger swathed  in  bandages.  He  explained  his  ac- 
cident by  a  plausible  story.  While  engaging  in 
a  quiet  game  of  poker  with  another  enthusiast, 
he  attempted  to  cut  the  cards  and  a  queen  bit  his 
finger  because  she  did  not  wish  to  be  divorced 
from  the  king. 

He  was  good  company  under  all  circumstances, 
always  quick  to  see  the  point  in  a  joke  and  always 
read  to  render  assistance  to  those  who  sought  it 
of  him.  It  is  with  regret  that  we  shall  see  him 
pass  from  our  midst. 


Thomas  G.  Kane 
"Tommy" 

"Of   meerschaum  pipe  so  justly  vain 
And  the  nice  conduct  of  a  clouded  cane." 

When  Tommy  first  appeared  in  Villanova,  we 
all  thought  he  was  a  travelling  salesman  of  some 
kind.  That  was  before  we  heard  his  line.  Now 
we  are  convinced  of  our  mistakes  for  every  time 
he  opens  his  mouth  he  gives  himself  away.  He 
comes  to  us  from  Holy  Cross,  leaving  behind  him 
in  South  Worcester  a  trail  of  broken  hearts.     He 


is  continuing  in  Philadelphia  the  work  he  left  un- 
finished there. 

He  is  a  man  of  mystery.  Every  Wednesday 
and  Saturday  afternoon  he  disappears  from  our 
midst.  Where  he  goes,  what  he  does,  whom  he 
sees,  in  all  probability  will  never  be  disclosed  to 
the  outside  world. 

Although  Tommy  has  not  been  with  us  during 
his  entire  course,  we  have  learned  that  he  con- 
siders the  City  of  Collars  and  Cuffs  the  best  in 
New  York  State — north  of  Albany, 

Tommy  might  be  called  a  second  Achilles,  but 
we  must  admit  that  his  weak  spot  is  not  in  his 
heel.  His  irrepressible  good  humor  might  lead 
us  to  suspect — ^but,  we  have  seen  no  announce- 
ment in  the  Troy  papers. 

Thomas  is  the  Lord  Chesterfield  of  the  class. 
Let  him  know  the  disposition  of  the  girl  to  whom 
you  are  writing  and  he'll  tell  you  on  what  shade 
of  paper  to  write  the  billet-doux. 

Upon  being  interviewed,  he  shyly  admitted  that, 
in  regard  to  wines  and  tobacco,  all  brands  were 
his  favorites. 

His  rare  good  humor,  spontaneity  of  wit,  and 
affability  of  manner,  are  a  source  of  pleasure  to 
all  who  meet  him,  and  his  hearty  laugh  will  ring 
in  our  ears  long  after  graduation  has  passed  and 
the  Class  of  '17  has  departed  forever. 

C.  M. 

John  Francis  Burns 
"Jawn" 

"As  when  through  ripened  corn 
By  driving  winds  the  spreading  flames  are  borne." 

— Iliad. 

This  effervescent  and  e(bull)ient  young  poli- 
tician boasts  of  starting  one  of  the  most  famous 
conflagrations  his  home  town  ever  witnessed — 
the  State  Capitol  at  Albany.  Also  of  starting  the 
old  St.  Rita's  Hall  going  just  to  live  up  to  his 
blazing  cognomen,  John  Burns.  Ever  since  Villa- 
nova  first  welcomed  him,  he  has  been  burning 
things  up,  such  as  class  records,  traditions,  medals 
he  did  not  have  room  for,  etc.  He  was  seen 
prowling  around  the  barn  when  it  burned  down, 
with  matches  in  his  pocket,  but  "Jawn"  states 
that  his  pockets  were  full  of  Ktimquats,  his  own 
brand  of  chewing  tobacco. 

Among  his  amusements  are  the  following — 
to  facetiously  drop  his  ham-like  hand  on  your 


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shoulder,  thereby  jarring  loose  your  hold  on  your 
profanity,  at  which  he  blushes  indignantly.  To 
get  his  number  tens  all  tangled  up  and  then  fall 
on  his — dignity.  To  divert  himself  at  table  by 
cruelly  and  fiendishly  recounting  some  recent 
menu  he  conquered  at  the  Bellevue-Stratford 
with  his  engaging  cousin. 

"Jawn"  plays  one  tune  on  the  piano.  He  uses 
it  to  accompany  himself  when  rendering  those 
touching  little  ballads,  "Tiddle-dee-dee ;"  "She's 
my  daisy."  (His  own  make.)  Fortunately  his 
time  is  too  much  occupied  to  recreate  himself 
often  in  this  gentle  pastime. 

Since  Jawn's  first  entry  on  the  scene  many 
changes  have  been  wrought.  "Jawn"  has  still 
retained  those  unwieldly  feet  and  ponderous  in- 
tellectual attainment ;  the  brilliant  showing  he  has 
made  as  a  student,  poet  and  linguist,  has  cul- 
minated in  his  final  success,  the  delivery  of  the 
class  oration. 

The  Class  of  '17  wishes  him  every  bit  of  de- 
serving success  in  his  future  career.  We  will 
certainly  miss  his  benignant  and  friendly  smile. 

John  Victor  Domminey 

"Jack" 
Busiest  Man  in  Villanova 

"Not  one,  but  all  mankind's  epitome." — Dryden. 

Born  and  bred  within  sight  of  the  Statue  of 
Liberty,  Jack  found  it  very  difficult  in  his  extreme 
youth  to  stay  within  the  narrow  confines  of  the 
Brooklyn  public  schools.  This  determination  to 
taste  the  wild,  wide-open  places  was  checked  by 
his  entrance  into  our  fair  college. 

Some  one  has  cruelly  said  that  he  would  be 
very  tall  if  his  legs  were  straight.  We,  should  Hke 
to  inform  that  jealous  person  that  these  delicately- 
shaped  bows  are  the  result  of  many  lone,  weary 
walks  from  Sixty-ninth  Street  Terminal.  Of  late, 
his  visits  to  the  teeming  metropolis  have  become 
so  numerous  that  he  has  acquired  the  status  of  a 
day  scholar. 

The  large  number  of  letters  that  are  deposited 
at  his  door  every  day,  causes  one  to  wonder 
whether  they  are  from  his  creditors  or  a  large 
circle  of  admirers.  Personally,  we  are  in  doubt, 
as  we  hadn't  the  temerity  to  inquire  and  our  mod- 
esty prevents  us  from  peeping  over  his  shoulders. 


^  A^^  editor-in-chief  of  the  Villanovan^  he  has 
won  well-merited  praise,  which  nearly  eclipses  his 
fame  on  the  gridiron  during  the  past  two  seasons. 
From  his  remarkable  skill  in  the  intricacies  of 
verse  formation,  we  shall  look  for  something  real 
big  from  his  facile  pen. 

The  possessor  of  a  happy  disposition,  he  has 
found  time,  despite  his  continual  hurry,  to  win  a 
host  of  friends.  He  is  himself  a  true  friend,  in 
whose  intimacy  one  implicitly  feels  that  the 
friendship  is  worth  while.  We  shall  see  him  soon 
as  a  member  of  the  West  Point  Cadets,  and  with 
him  will  be  the  best  wishes  of  those  who  knew 
him  best. 

Edward  V.  McCuLLiAN 
"Eddie,"  "Mac" 
"Urge  the  flying  ball." — Gray. 

By  a  voice  as  deep  as  his  native  coal  mines,  and 
a  quiet  sort  of  manner  that  conceals  his  otherwise 
noisy  disposition,  Eddie  is  well  known  to  all  of 
us.  He  hails  from  Summit  Hill  and  freely  admits 
it.  More  power  to  him !  Entering  the  Class  of 
'17  with  a  determination  to  acquire  the  degree 
of  Master  of  Pinochle,  he  was  sadly  disappointed 
in  his  ambition,  but  was  afforded  some  small 
consolation  by  receiving  a  B.  S.  in  Electrical 
Engineering. 

As  captain  of  our  baseball  team  during  the  past 
season,  he  was  a  firm  believer  that  a  hairpin  car- 
ried in  the  hip  pocket  was  good  for  a  two-bagger. 
This  may  explain  lots  of  things — ^but  it  doesn't. 
Some  ascribe  this  peculiarity  to  superstition,  but 
anyone  who  has  seen  him  dispose  of  his  thirteenth 
successive  potato,  cannot  conscientiously  concur 
in  this  opinion.  As  guardian  of  the  keystone 
sack,  he  has  made  an  enviable  record  during  the 
past  three  years  and  his  absence  will  be  keenly 
felt  when  he  leaves. 

Eddie  will  never  enter  into  an  argument  in  the 
dining-room.  He  says  there  is  a  time  and  a 
place  for  everything.  In  matters  gastronomical 
he  is  distinctly  an  epicurean.  He  refuses  to  eat 
anything  but  food. 

Shakespeare  is  a  tyro  when  compared  to  the 
Editor  of  the  Sporting  Life,  and  Milton  hasn't  a 
look  in  when  Grantland  Rice  is  around.  His 
favorite  expression  is  "horse,"  and  by  injecting 
it  into  an  argument  at  the  proper  moment,  he  has 
settled  many  a  dispute. 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


An  earnest  student,  of  exceptional  technical 
ability,  he  has  always  held  a  high  place  in  his 
class.  Although  slow  to  make  friends,  there  is 
no  one  more  popular  among  those  who  know  him 
intimately.  As  a  true  friend,  a  loyal  classmate, 
and  an  all-around  good-fellow,  he  will  always  be 
remembered  by  the  graduates  of  '17.         ^    ^ 

Matthew  Thomas  Domminey 

"Matt" 

"Patients  on  a  monument — " 
Patients  under  a  monument." 

— Shakespeare  Up-to-Date. 

An  introduction  in  the  case  of  this  young  man 
would  be  entirely  superfluous.  The  very  men- 
tion of  his  natal  locality  is  sufficient  to  bring  a 
smile  of  welcome  to  all  who  read  this  momentous 
eulogy.  What  fair  scenes  must  that  euphonious 
name  of  Flatbush  conjure  in  the  fancies  of  those 
who  have  never  seen  it. 

Matt  is  an  extremely  modest  chap,  and  has 
never  acquired  the  reputation  of  an  assiduous 
courtier  of  the  gentler  sex,  although  he  is  a  win- 
ning southpaw.  Should  we  wish  to  contradict 
this,  we  might  relate  without  violating  any  confi- 
dence, a  certain  thrilling  adventure  in  which  he 
was  the  dashing  hero.  The  incident  took  place 
on  Goat  Island,  w^hich,  everyone  knows,  is  a 
romantic  spot  situated  in  the  wilds  of  New 
Hampshire. 

Like  all  Brooklynites,  he  has  that  alert  expres- 
sion due,  no  doubt,  to  an  environment  which 
necessitates  a  continual  dodging  of  trolley  cars. 

When  Matt  announced  his  intention  of  taking 
up  the  study  of  medicine,  great  consternation 
reigned  in  medical  circles.  We  can  fully  com- 
prehend this ;  for  during  five  years  of  close  com- 
panionship he  has  never  been  known  to  lose  his 
patience.  This  augurs  well  for  the  magnitude  of 
his  future  clientele.  Possessed  of  a  retiring  dis- 
position, he  may  be  found  in  bed  at  all  hours — of 
the  day. 

He  gained  fame  as  a  first-sacker  at  Tolentine, 
but  his  natural  ability  was  handicapped  to  such 
an  extent  by  his  diminutive  stature  that  he  was 
never  given  the  opportunity  to  shine  in  college 
ranks.  A  man  of  few  words,  but  those  few  well 
chosen,  it  requires  the  intimacy  of  close  compan- 
ionship to  discover  the  sterling  worth  of  his 
character  and  the  equability  of  his  disposition. 


Although  our  varying  paths  of  life  will  lead 
us  in  different  directions,  the  memory  of  his 
pleasant  ways  and  genial  personality  will  linger 
with  us  till  we  meet  aagin. 


C.  M. 


Cyril  J,  Burke 


"He  wears  the  rose  of  youth  upon  his  cheek." 

— Shakespeare. 

With  cheeks  like  a  blushing  rose,  this  dashing 
cotillion  leader  arrived  in  our  midst  from  Balti- 
more. At  least  he  claimed  the  aforementioned 
city  as  his  residence,  but  a  perusal  of  the  directory 
failed  to  prove  his  contention. 

He  may  be  found  any  morning  bringing  the 
Sun  to  our  corridor,  long  before  we  have  arisen 
from  our  downy  couches.  Of  course,  this  means 
any  morning  that  he  has  not  been  delayed  to  settle 
some  momentous  question  of  state.  He  is  always 
willing  to  take  part  in  any  argument  and  we  must 
admit  that  sometimes  he  is  right. 

A  large  gallery  of  winsome  maidens  decorate 
the  immediate  vicinity  of  his  desk.  If  they  are 
all  relatives,  as  he  says,  we  take  our  hat  off  to 
them,  collectively  and  individually.  Were  he 
more  of  a  Communist  he  might  favor  some  of 
the  less  fortunate  members  of  the  class. 

Cyril  is  a  firm  disciple  of  Mr.  Henry  Ford,  and 
he  can  tell  the  age  of  oiie  of  these  infernal  ma- 
chines just  by  listening  to  it  bump  along  the 
smooth  surface  of  Lancaster  Pike. 

In  a  public  speaking  contest,  he  once  delivered 
the  famous  Gettysburg  Address  in  a  more  mas- 
terly fashion  than  its  author  did  on  the  site  of 
the  National  Cemetery. 

In  spite  of  his  retiring  nature,  Cyril  is  well 
known  and  liked  by  all.  Loyal  through  and 
through,  he  is  a  big-framed,  big-hearted  friend 
who  will  be  well  liked  wherever  he  goes. 

Christopher  C.  McGrath 
"Chris" 
"A  thing  of  beauty  is  a  joy  forever." — Keats 

It  is  our  pleasing  task  to  relate  the  history  of 
Christopher  McGrath,  pleasing  because  his  has 
been  a  wide  and  varied  life.  "Chris"  has  at  once 
the  distinction  of  being  the  Methusala  and  the 
Adonis  of  the  class,  a  strange  and  usually  in- 
compatible mixture,  and  clearly  subversive  of 
that  old  adage  concerning  the  precedence  of  age 
over  beauty. 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


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Chris  is  dignified  in  proportion  to  his  years. 
Some  say  he  celebrates  every  four  years,  but  he 
is  even  now  exulting  in  his  exemption  from  con- 
scription. The  cares  and  worries  of  his  eventful 
life — for  he  has  traveled  from  coast  to  coast — 
have  made  their  impression  upon  the  noblest  part 
of  Mac's  anatomy.  He  has  broken  innumerable 
hearts  by  his  fascinating  physiognomy,  so  they 
say,  and  has  served  in  every  capacity  except  that 
of  husband,  from  lumber- jack  to  foundry  in- 
structor. The  silver  is  beginning  to  show  in  his 
raven  black  hair,  since  he  began  to  read  Bryan's 
"Prince  of  Peace." 

His  past  was  until  recently  the  subject  of  much 
comment.  Some  said  he  had  been  a  minister, 
others,  an  actor,  but  here  is  the  whole  truth.  He 
has  been  a  globe  trotter  all  his  life,  and  many  are 
the  romances  he  could  tell  of  the  dim  memories 
of  forgotten  escapades  in  far-off  places.  But  let 
us  draw  a  veil  over  the  past,  and  out  of  respect 
to  his  gray  hairs  refrain  from  details. 

Chris  is  a  student  of  Addison.  It  is  but  just^ 
then,  to  conclude  his  history  in  the  style  of  his 
favorite.  He  is  dignified,  yet  approachable,  en- 
dowed with  a  sense  of  humor,  yet  never  indulging 
it  to  excess,  in  all  things  judicious,  and  to  all  who 
know  him,  a  friend.  Like  a  monarch  of  the 
woods,  he  bears  the  weight  of  years  with  the  ap- 
pearances of  youthful  grace. 

Hugh  O'Neill 

"He  sings  the  bold  anthem  of  Erin-go-bragh !" 

— Campbell. 

Hugh  vehemently  asserts  that  he  is  the  smallest 
man  in  the  class,  and  rather  than  incur  his  wrath 
we  are  forced  to  agree  with  him.  In  addition  to 
this  mark  of  distinction,  his  voice  is  tinged  with 
a  brogue  so  characteristic  of  Ireland's  sons. 

He  was  born  in  Lishum,  County  Antrim,  Ire- 
land. The  noise  and  bustle  of  this  thriving  little 
village  was  too  much  for  Hugh  and  he  crossed 
the  seas  to  continue  his  education,  amid  the  clas- 
sic groves  of  Villanova.  During  the  years  he  has 
spent  here,  he  has  succeeded  in  acquiring  no  little 
fame. 

Like  true  love,  his  course  in  Greek  did  not 
always  run  smoothly.  The  remainder  of  the  class 
gave  up  the  chase  at  the  end  of  their  Sophomore 
year  with  Hugh  far  in  the  front.  He  is  so  earnest 
in  the  study  of  the  dead  languages,  that  he  may 


be  found  in  the  cemetery  almost  every  night. 
His  free  and  easy  translation  of  Hippolytus,  was 
so  well  liked  by  his  professors  that  he  was  en- 
cored three  times.  Hugh  is  well  versed  in  Irish 
folk-lore,  but  refuses  to  allow  it  to  take  the  place 
of  his  favorite  Greek. 

In  addition  to  these  accomplishments  he  is  a 
finished  musician.  At  no  time  is  he  more  at  home 
than  when  tickling  the  keys  for  an  Irish  jig.  In 
spite  of  all  these  most  notable  attainments,  "Herr 
Schwarz,"  as  he  is  more  commonly  known,  is  very 
affable  and  cheerful,  possessing  a  fund  of  that 
wit  which  is  the  birth-right  of  his  race. 

William  V.  Donovan 
"Ay,  every  inch  a  king." — Shakespeare. 

William  Vincent  Donovan  (according  to  Dr. 
Magee,  Professor  of  English,  "Done  Nuffin") 
unblushingly  and  without  hesitation,  claims  for 
his  birthplace,  Lawrence,  Massachusetts.  This 
is  his  greatest  disadvantage,  but  he  courageously 
surmounts  it  like  all  other  difficulties. 

Vincent  reckons  his  age  from  New  Year's 
Day,  1896.  Being  a  full-blooded  Irishman,  he 
also  reckons  "Dan"  O'Connell  as  an  ancestor — 
but  "Dan"  does  not  mind  little  things  like  that, 
we  hope.  ~*^ 

Although  a  very  comfortable  height,  five  feet 
eleven  and  one-half  inches,  he  yearns  to  become 
two  yards  of  bone  and  muscle.  His  number  nines 
give  a  wide  foundation,  and  the  attic  doesn't 
leak;  so  things  look  propitious  for  him. 

His  favorite  pose  is — standing  on  left  leg,  left 
hip  resting  comfortable;  right  hip  elevated  two 
inches,  permitting  right  leg  to  swing  idly ;  withal 
to  assume  an  air  of  easy  nonchalance.  This  pose 
has  given  him,  when  walking,  the  motion  of  rusty 
strap-hinge,  well-oiled,  but  dreadfully  protesting. 

His  different  amusements  are :  first,  to  assume  a 
comfortable  posture,  let  eyes  rove  wildly  around 
once  or  twice,  fix  them  on  some  invisible  object, 
and  fall  asleep.  This  he  does  so  naturally,  from 
long  and  untiring  practice,  that  one  could  not  say 
whether  Bill  is  asleep  or  only  in  a  state  of  cata- 
lepsy ;  second,  to  just  get  there  at  the  last  minute 
or  five  minutes  after,  whether  to  fool  us,  or  cause 
a  sensation,  we  know  not. 

The  only  times  we  ever  heard  Bill  howl,  were 
after  mid-year's  in  Junior  Latin  and  taking  notes 
in  History  of  Philosophy. 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


'  His  greatest  talent  is  in  mathematics,  and  in 
gaining  knowledge  without  extra  work,  which  he 
successfully  manages. 

We  are  sorry  to  lose  Bill,  because  he  has  ever 
proved  himself  a  good  friend,  companion,  and 
fellow-classmate.  Fev/  are  possessed  of  such 
good-nature  and  unvarying  pleasantness  of  char- 
acter mixed  with  a  gentlemanly  forbearance  at  all 
times.  It  is  the  hearty  wish  of  his  fellow-class- 
mates that  his  future  career  be  a  deserving  suc- 
cess. 

Ignatius  J.  Kirsch 
"Joe" 

"The  words  of  Mercury  are  harsh  after  the  songs  of 
Apollo." — Shakespeare. 

No  one  would  take  Joe  to  be  a  man  of  science, 
but  soon  he  will  be  a  full-fledged  engineer  and 
we  expect  him  to  electrify  the  world  with  his 
novel  ideas,  obtained  from  reading  such  works  of 
fiction  as  "Pender's  Electrical  Engineering,  and 
Lav/rence's  Alternating  Currents."  Even  though 
Joe  is  a  resident  of  Garrett  Hill,  that  charming 
little  suburb  of  Villanova,  this  will  prove  no 
handicap  to  the  fulfillment  of  those  expectations 
which  we  entertain  for  him. 

He  played  in  the  outfield  for  the  'Varsity  last 
season  and  sometimes  pitched  to  the  batters  in 
practice.  Although  he  never  acquired  a  reputa- 
tion as  a  pitcher,  they  say  there  are  some  in  Gar- 
ret Hill  who  did  not  get  their  letters  because  of 
his  puzzling  delivery. 

In  a  class  where  all  are  song-birds  of  the  high- 
est excellence,  his  voice  is  far  above  the  rest  in 
depth,  quality,  and  technique.  His  touching  ren- 
dition of  "The  Long,  Long  Trail"  brings  to  some 
of  the  minds  the  road  to  Sixty-ninth  Street  Ter- 
minal on  a  drizzly  evening  about  LI 5. 

As  a  diplomat,  he  ranks  with  Girard,  John  Hays 
Hammond  and  Brant  Whitlock.  It  is  a  current 
■opinion  in  Garrett  Hill  that  if  Joe  had  been  in  Ber- 
lin when  the  war  began  he  would  have  talked  the 
Kaiser  into  abdication.  No  one  can  ever  say  that 
he  was  bested  in  an  argument.  He  enters  into 
very  few. 

Withal,  his  is  a  character  that  leaves  not  much 
to  be  asked  for  and  his  popularity  among  his 
classmates  is  well  deserved.  The  best  way  to  at- 
tain popularity  is  not  to  strive  after  it,  and  Joe 
has  fully  confirmed  this  truism.  Quiet  in  manner, 
even  in  disposition,  and  always  ready  to  help  a 


friend,  he  carries  with  him  the  best  wishes  of 
the  Class  of  '17. 

Albert  O'Loughlin 
"Prithee,  why  so  pale,  young  student?" — Cavalier  Lyrics. 

This  young  man,  by  his  birth,  honored  a  place 
that  is  not  generally  known.  It  was  in  Brookville 
that  he  first  saw  the  light  of  day,  on  September 
23d,  1894.  After  some  few  years,  he  inflicted  his 
presence  on  Villanova,  where  his  arrival  caused 
great  consternation.  He  was  admired  prodigi- 
ously by  all  who  saw  him. 

His  college  hfe  was  not  what  could  be  called 
an  eventful  one,  for  he  was  always  a  demure  and 
studious  boy,  more  studious  than  any  one  else  in 
his  class,  and  that's  saying  a  good  deal.  His 
talents  and  accomplishments  are  of  a  high  order, 
and  he  does  credit  to  the  educational  system  pur- 
sued at  Villanova.  His  favorite  study  was  Ger- 
man Philology.  At  this  occupation  he  spent 
many  hours  daily.  But  this  study  was  surpassed 
by  his  wonderful  capacity  for  acquiring  the  rudi- 
ments of  the  Greek  language;  and,  whether  at 
Homer  or  mending  shoes  (for  this  was  his  recre- 
ation), he  was  honest,  eager,  and  determined. 

He  v/as  always  a  little  afraid  that  something 
might  happen  not  just  as  it  should  happen,  and 
consequently  was  a  little  paler  than  the  rest  of 
his  class ;  for  he  studied  much  harder  than  was 
necessary,  lest,  by  some  slip,  which  never  came, 
he  should  be  called  upon  at  some  point  where  he 
was  not  perfectly  prepared.  The  result,  however, 
was  that  he  led  his  class  and  stood  just  as  high 
in  the  estimation  of  his  friends  as  he  did  on  the 
monthly  reports. 

Al's  society  was  most  agreeable.  His  conver- 
sation sometimes  was  not  hypercritically  sancti- 
fied, especially  when  referring  to  his  Greek 
teacher,  though  it  was  easier  to  conjugate  a  Greek 
verb  than  to  get  him  to  say  anything  about  his 
other  professors. 

He  had  an  amiable  attachment  for  a  cousin, 
who  was  his  classmate.  He  worshipped  him  with 
an  extravagant  regard  and  in  all  things  gave  way 
to  him  as  the  chief,  whom  he  followed  in  giving 
his  opinions  in  class  without  the  least  timidity  or 
hesitation. 

He  leaves  college,  but  his  record  will  linger 
for  a  long  time  behind  him. 


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William  Edward  Hammond 

"Billy."    "Bill." 
"The  knave  is  handsome,  young." 

The  infant  of  the  class.  A  through  product  of 
Villanova,  he  has  acquired  most  of  his  education 
in  classic  surroundings. 

Bill  is  by-  nature  very  philanthropic.  This  vir- 
tue at  one  time  caused  him  to  mount  the  stump 
and  berate  those  who  would  try  to  cheat  the  poor 
down-trodden  Indian.  Even  Victor  Cathrein 
himself  could  not  withstand  his  pitiful  appeal. 
He  could  not  convince  us,  however. 

His  convenience  never  allowed  him  a  sufficient 
length  of  time,  between  his  orientation  and  the 
appointed  hour  for  class.  As  a  result  of  this  it 
was  necessary  on  one  occasion  for  his  good 
friend  Pythias  to  upset  the  dignity  of  the  class- 
room by  presenting  William  with  his  waistcoat. 
He  is  a  decided  blonde,  but  we  have  not  yet  found 
out  when  he  decided.  Nevertheless  he  is  far  from 
light-headed  and  is  an  excellent  student.  As 
proof  of  this  we  cite  his  occasional  visits  to 
class. 

As  an  amanuensis  we  feel  that  he  would  be  a 
howling  success.  The  remarkable  clarity,  con- 
ciseness, and  brevity  with  which  he  epitomized 
the  whole  system  of  Socialism  on  a  single  page  of 
his  notebook,  will  be  a  source  of  wonderment 
through  the  ages. 

Would  that  space  permitted  a  longer  chronicle 
of  his  accomplishments. 

Bill  is  generous  almost  to  a  fault  and  his  genial 
smile  has  made  him  a  universal  favorite  among 
his  fellow-students.  An  earnest  and  thorough 
worker,  we  look  for  big  things  from  our  infant, 
and  when  the  final  parting  comes,  it  will  be  with 
affectionate  regret  that  we  wish  him,  "Bon  Voy- 


ige. 


Thomas  Anthony  Rowan 

"The  Rowan  is  the  tree  for  me — 
The  weird,  the  mystic   Rowan-tree !" 

—  Class  Song. 

With  coal-black  hair,  except  one  little  spot  of 
gray  just  behind  the  left  ear,  blue  eyes,  and  a 
perpetual  smile,  when  he  is  awake  (and  that  is 
seldom,  in  class  at  least)  ;  broad  shoulders,  mod- 


erately large  feet,  and  a  graceful  carriage,  he  ap- 
pears before  us.  If,  perchance,  you  should  see  a 
package  answering  this  description,  coming  down 
the  street  in  a  manmobile,  you  may  take  it  for 
granted  that  it  is  labeled  Thomas  Anthony  Rowan 
in  the  EngUsh,  Mountain-ash,  in  Anglo-Saxon, 
Herr  Eschenberger  in  the  German,  Monsieur — 
(it  is  not  sayable,  but  just  sneeze  once,  then  a 
grunt,  then  another  sneeze,  and  you  have  it)  in 
the  French.  The  short  of  it  all  is  T.  A.  R.  or  T. 
U.  A.  S.  The  T.  A.  R.  might  mean  Teddy  Roose- 
velt, or  again,  it  might  be  the  short  for  "Jolly 
Tar."  The  T.  U.  A.  S.,  though  it  looks  like  the 
pronoun  in  Latin,  means,  for  us  at  least,  "Tell  us 
a  story."  Very  likely  he  is  best  known  by  the 
last  handle.  Here's  how  it  came  about.  We  once 
had  a  professor  who  was  very  fond  of  giving 
notes  or  dictation  to  the  boys  and  of  saying,  "Take 
your  notes  and  study  your  matter."  One  day, 
Thomas  grew  tired  of  writing  that  ceaseless  flow 
of  Ancient  History,  so  he  interrupted  with,  "Tell 
us  a  story."  Professor  did,  but  this  is  how  he 
did  it.  He  threw  everything  he  had,  which,  very 
fortunately  for  Tommy,  proved  to  be  nothing 
v/orse  than  an  awful  flow  of  strong  words. 

Thomas  was  born  December  17th,  1893,  which 
makes  his  age  to  be  twenty-three  years,  five 
months  and  a  few  odd  days.  His  birthplace  is 
Brookville,  which  after  a  prolonged  study  of  the 
map  you  will  find  is  the  county  seat  of  Jefferson 
County,  in  the  State  of  Penn. 

Eight  years  he  has  spent  at  Villanova.  In  that 
time  he  has  shown  that  brains,  wit,  a  sunny  dispo- 
sition, and  a  love  of  argument  are  his.  He 
serenely  took  the  medal  for  Christian  Doctrine 
a  few  years  ago,  and  besides  that  has  always  man- 
aged to  come  out  nearly  first  in  every  other  sub- 
ject that  professors  have  invented  for  torturing 
youthful  minds.  Yet,  Mr.  Rowan  never  had  to 
waste  much  time  getting  his  stuff  from  musty 
school  books.     It  just  came  to  him. 

His  sense  of  humor  is  very  acute.  It  has 
always  made  him  a  pleasant  companion.  Take 
our  advice,  however,  and  don't  get  sarcastic  with 
him.  You  will  certainly  be  sorry,  if  you  do. 
Nevertheless,  Mr.  Rowan  is,  without  a  doubt,  one 
of  the  most  popular  men  ever  graduated  from 
A'illar.ova. 


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JOHN  V.  DOMMINEY,  '17  .... 
JOHN  J.  DOUGHERTY.  '18  .. 

JOSEPH  T.  O'LEARY,  '18 

PAUL  A.  O'BRIEN.  '18 

JAMES  J.  EGAN.  '19 

CHARLES  M.  MAGEE.  Ph.  D. 


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IN  times  of  great  crisis  there  is  a  tendency  for 
us  to  leave  solutions  entirely  to  officials.  We 
think  the  easiest  way  is  to  place  all  the  responsi- 
bility on  others.  We  are  inclined  to  lose  sight 
of  the  fact  that  each  individual  of  this  great 
nation  has  serious  obligations. 

Never  before  has  a  nation  been  called  upon  to 
face  such  difficulties  as  our  beloved  land  is  expe- 
riencing to-day.  No  land  has  ever  dared  attempt 
to  shoulder  such  world-burdens.  As  dangerous 
as  it  is  unique,  her  position  claims  our  hearty 
allegiance  and  support.  Our  President  has  re- 
minded us  in  a  few  words  of  the  key  to  the  solu- 
tion of  the  hardest  problems.  "The  supreme  test 
of  the  Nation  has  come.  We  must  speak,  act, 
and  serve  together," 

We  must  speak  together, — in  one  accord  with 
the  voice  of  our  country  and  the  voice  of  our 
President.  To  criticise  the  workings  of  our  gov- 
ernment, to  look  for  flaws  in  the  policies  of  our 
leaders,  especially  in  these  trying  times,  should 
be  far  from  the  heart  of  the  true  patriot.     That 


our  country  will  use  great  and  powerful  methods 
for  solving  the  world's  problems,  we  doubt  not. 
It  is  equally  certain  that  we  as  individuals  cannot 
understand  them  in  all  their  circumstances  and 
intricacies.  Therefore,  if  we  cannot  give  an 
intelligent  explanation  of  them,  let  us  preserve  a 
respectful  silence.  It  is  for  us  to  put  confidence 
in  our  leaders  and  spread  good-will  toward  them. 
Loyal  speech  is  one  sure  way  of  starting  enthu- 
siasm in  actual  effort,  in  economy,  in  thrift.  Let 
us  not  fail  to  speak  the  good,  loyal,  necessary 
word. 

We  must  act  together.  The  policy  of  our 
country  should  be  our  policy.  Our  love  is  proven 
by  our  actions.  To  stand  calmly  by  and  see  our 
nation's  cause  in  peril:  to  smile  with  self-satis- 
fied complacency  and  proclaim  her  policy  dan- 
gerous and  wrong  is  disloyalty  and  treachery. 

We  must  serve  together.  This  is  the  great 
pledge  of  our  devotion.  In  service,  all  virtues 
may  be  included.  To  conclude  that  military  life 
is  the  only  form  of  service  to  our  nation,  would 


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Vol.  I. 


JUNE,    1917 


No.  4 


STAFF 


JOHN  V.  DOMMINEY,  '17    . 
JOHN  J.  DOUGHERTY,  '18  .. 

JOSEPH  T.  O'LEARY,  '18 

PAUL  A.  O'BRIEN,  '18 

JAMES  J.  EGAN,  '19 

CHARLES  M.  MAGEE,  Ph.  D. 

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X  limes  of  s,M\Tii  cri^i<  iliere  is  ;i  tendency  for 
ns  t(i  lea\e  ^oliUuin>  enlirelx'  lo  olticials.  W  e 
think  the  La>ie>L  way  i-  lo  piace  all  the  responsi- 
bililv  on  (illier.-.  We  ai"e  inclined  lo  lose  sight 
of  the  fad  that  each  iiidi\  Klual  of  this  great 
nation  has  ^-eriuus  oljligaiain.-^. 

Xex'er  hefore  lias  a  nation  heen  called  nj)(jn  lo 
face  such  dilViculIie-  a<  onr  helmed  land  is  exjie- 
rii'iiciiig  ni-da\-.  No  land  lia>  e\aT  dared  altenipl 
to  slumlder  -iich  wnrld-hurdeii-.  .\s  dangxrous 
as  it  i>  nnii|ne.  her  jMir-iiiMn  claim-  i>v,r  hean\- 
alk'gianct'  and  .-nppon,  '  'nr  I 'resident  ha^  I'c- 
nniided  n-  ni  ;;  K\\  wiC'il-  (>!  Hk-  ke\'  IT)  tile  -uivi- 
tini)  lit"  the  harde.->l  ]  ii'i  ihlrin-..  "d'he  -tliireme  lest 
(if  ihv  XalioM  ha-  c.iiiu.  We  nin-i  -].(.ah.  acl. 
and  ^er\e  logelher." 

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ihc   \oire   III    o;ir   canni".'   and   the   \'ou\-  ol    mir 


re-: 


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leadi.  r-,  e.-yecialh  n  ;hr-!'  t^yim:  iimr,-.  d^onld 
he   f::r   l!-oi!i  ;]|.-  hi   .t"    of  lii:-  tr;u'  r'at'dni       ''"i^at 


our  country  will  use  great  and  powerful  methods 
for  solving  the  world's  problems,  we  d(juhl  not. 
It  is  equall}"  certain  that  we  as  indi\dduals  camiot 
understand  them  in  all  their  circumstances  and 
intricacies,  ddierefore.  if  we  cannot  give  an 
intelligent  explanation  of  them,  let  us  ];i"eserve  a 
respectful  silence.  It  is  for  us  to  {nit  confidence 
in  our  leaders  and  si)read  good-will  toward  them. 
Lo\al  speech  is  one  sure  \\ay  c^f  starling  enthu- 
:dasm  in  actual  effort,  in  economy,  in  thrift.  Let 
u-  not  fail  to  s])e;d<  the  good,  lowah  neces<ar\- 
worrl. 

We  must  acl  together.  The  policy  of  our 
cou;iir\'  -lioul'i  ht'  nur  ].olic\-.  (  Hir  lo\-e  is  pri)\eri 
h\'  our  actions,  d'o  -land  calmlv  liy  and  see  our 
nation's  cau-e  in  peril:  to  smile  \\"iih  self-salis- 
fi(-rl  coiiViplacency  and  ]irocl:um  her  policy  dan- 
L,"erouv    and   wrong   i-   dislo\-alt^.'   p.nd   trcaclierx'. 

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be  a  great  mistake.  That,  indeed,  is  a  glorious 
sacrifice,  and  we  love  and  laud  our  boys  in  blue, 
who  have  gone  forth  so  bravely  and  unselfishly 
to  fight  for  Old  Glory's  honor.  But  there  is  an- 
other service  we  must  not  forget.  Many  of  us 
will  not  be  called  to  military  service,  but  not  one 
of  us  can  escape  the  army.  Each  one  of  us  is 
enrolled  in  the  great  army  of  service.  Each 
must  do  his  "bit."  Opportunities  are  not  lacking. 
The  present  is  no  time  for  wasteful  idleness. 
We  should  endeavor  to  be  producers — or  to  assist 
in  the  increase  of  production. 

Farming  will  be  of  the  greatest  value  in  these 
days.  To  instance  one  field  in  which  most  of  our 
students  could  aid,  consider  the  tilling  of  the  soil 
— the  farming  of  our  land.  Think  of  the  amount 
of  products  that  must  be  sent  abroad  to  feed  our 
troops  and  keep  starving  Europe  alive.  Think  of 
the  numbers  of  our  own  who  will  be  left  without 
means  of  support  because  their  providers  have 
gone  to  the  front.  Employment  on  farms  can  be 
secured  with  ease.  It  is  a  necessary  and  patriotic 
work  and  should  therefore  appeal  to  all  who  are 
able  to  devote  their  time  to  it. 


Remember  that  the  machinists,  the  farmers, 
the  miners,  the  patient  mothers  and  wives,  bear- 
ing the  burden  at  home,  bglong  in  the  truest 
sense  to  the  great  army  of  service.  Their  work 
is  as  heroic  and  as  effective  for  peace  and  free- 
dom as  that  of  the  throngs  on  bloody  battlefields. 

Our  attitude  toward  our  country  must  be  that 
of  a  child  to  its  parent.  The  family  is  the  foun- 
dation and  type  of  the  state.  Were  our  family 
in  peculiar  difficulties,  how  willing  and  courage- 
ous should  we  be  in  sacrificing  every  personal 
comfort.  Thus  should  we  act  to-day.  We,  per- 
sonally, should  avoid  waste  and  be  economical 
and  provident.  In  his  personal  appeal  to  the  peo- 
ple, our  President  said,  "This  is  the  time  for 
America  to  correct  her  unpardonable  fault  of 
wastefulness  and  extravagance."  May  we  not 
be  backward  in  co-operating  with  our  leader! 
Whether  our  service  be  on  the  field  of  battle  or 
in  the  less  demonstrative,  though  none  the  less 
glorious,  work  of  the  home,  the  farm,  the  shop 
or  the  mine,  let  us  speak,  act  and  serve  in  one 
accord.  May  our  efforts  be  commensurate  with 
that  supreme  test — the  test  of  love. 


PAST  AND  FUTURE 


ANOTHER  year  is  gone!  With  what  mys- 
terious rapidity  the  great,  silent  wheel  of 
time  has  made  its  revolution!  What  changes 
it  has  brought  into  our  lives!  What  greater 
changes  may  it  not  yet  bring ! 

The  past  is  gone,  'tis  true;  but  may  we  not 
for  one  brief  moment  cast  our  tearful  eyes  back 
over  the  dear,  dead  days  ?  Villanova  days,  when 
viewed  in  retrospect,  are  all  sweet,  home  mem- 
ories. We  have  forgotten  the  sorrows  and  pains 
that  have  entered  even  here,  for  the  joy  has  been 
so  full.  And  now,  it  is  over.  To  some  these 
last  June  days  are  whispering,  "Farewell  for- 
ever!" To  others  they  only  say  "Auf  Wieder- 
sehn."  To  none,  does  she  bid  an  adieu  that  means 
forgetfulness. 

Can  the  mother  forget  her  child?  You  who 
pass  from  Villanova's  well-loved  and  sacred  pre- 
cincts feel  in  your  heart  she  will  not.  When  you 
have  left  her,  her  thoughts  and  affections  follow 
you.  When  you  meet  with  sorrows,  disappoint- 
ments, and  affiictions,  her  heart  and  hand  is  with 
you. 


Can  a  loyal  son  forget  his  mother  ?  The  hearts 
of  Villanova's  loyal  sons  respond,  "He  cannot." 
The  noble  lessons  of  self-sacrifice  and  labor  we 
have  learned  from  Augustine's  children,  the 
happy  peaceful  days  we  have  spent  in  Alma 
Mater's  halls;  the  bonds  of  friendship  formed 
here,  which  will  last  through  time  and  be  made 
purer  still  in  eternity's  light;  the  spirit  of  love 
and  tenderest  interest  shown  us, — all  these  pro- 
claim, "We  cannot  forget." 

We  part  to-day — but  our  interest  and  loyal 
co-operation  must  not,  shall  not  end.  Villanova's 
past  has  had  vital  interest  for  us.  Her  future 
shall  not  be  forgotten.  Other  hearts  we  must 
lead  to  her  protection.  We  have  tasted  the  water 
of  knowledge  and  virtue.  Others  we  must  lead 
to  appreciate  its  worth.  Villanova's  problems 
must  be  ours.  Her  interests  must  be  nearest  to 
our  hearts.  May  each  of  us  bring  others  to  her 
halls,  that  the  Villanova  of  to-morrow  may  be, 
not  more  glorious,  more  renowned,  for  we  can- 
not add  to  that ;  but  greater  in  her  numbers,  uni- 
versal in  her  efforts. 


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IN  THE  EYES  OF  OUR  CONTEMPORARIES 


THE  kindly  reception,  by  esteemed  exchanges, 
of  our  ViLLANOVAN  MAGAZINE  during  its 
initial  year,  demands  from  us  far  more  than  a 
word  of  gratitude.  We  must  acknowledge,  in 
some  degree,  the  inestimable  consequences  of 
their  cheering  influence.  Their  timely  encour- 
agement, indeed,  urges  us  to  unremittent  en- 
deavor in  the  future  to  continue  to  merit  the  ap- 
probation of  our  readers. 

To  put  one's  self  into  the  other  man's  place — 
to  enter  intimately  into  his  work  with  sympa- 
thetic insight — this  is  to  fulfil  with  perfection 
the  critic's  duty.  Several  of  our  exchange  critics 
have  actually  achieved  this  ideal.  It  is  on  the 
principle  of  their  sensitive  response  to  one  or 
more  of  the  features  of  our  magazine  that  the 
accompanying  selection  of  commendations  has 
been  made. 

"Upon  my  desk  this  month,  I  find  the  second 
issue  of  The  Villanovan,  and  although  the 
former  issue  was  a  triumph  in  journalism,  the 
second  one  excels  it.  The  picture  of  their  ex- 
cellent football  team  in  the  front  of  the  book, 
prepares  one  for  the  life  and  vim  to  follow.  It 
is  well  represented  in  the  line  of  poetry,  and  it  IS 
poetry  in  the  fullest  sense  of  the  word.  An 
excellent  article  on  Father  Ryan,  the  poet-priest 
of  the  South,  calls  for  the  highest  praise.  A 
poem,  a  parody  on  Poe's  "Raven,"  but  named 
"The  Raving,"  lifts  one  from  the  depths  of 
gloom  to  the  realms  of  joy.  The  joke  depart- 
ment is  well  conducted,  and  the  new-born  Ex- 
change Department,  under  the  directorship  of  a 
capable  man,  forecasts  success  in  the  future." — 
The  Aquinas. 

"The  Villanovan's  front  cover  attracted  our 
immediate  attention.  We  consider  it  very  ex- 
pressive. At  a  glance  it  suggests  all  that  is  com- 
bined to  make  up  college  life.  However,  the  good 
things  of  The  Villanovan  are  not  confined  to 
the  cover.  Within  we  find  an  excellent  assort- 
ment of  prose  selections,  interspersed  with  poetic 
contributions.  We  enjoyed  "An  Episode  of  Rat- 
tle Snake  Camp"  exceedingly.  It  reads  like  one 
of  Poe's  uncanny,  creepy  stories." — The  Alvernia. 


"Although  yet  in  its  infancy,  The  Villanovan 
has  already  placed  itself  on  a  basis  with  the  col- 
lege magazines  of  the  day.  The  February  num- 
ber is  a  fitting  sequel  to  the  initial  appearance 
of  the  paper,  and  has  surpassed  the  first  attempt 
of  the  students  of  that  college.  A  notable  feature 
of  the  articles  is  that  they  are  all  present-day 
topics  and  topics  of  vital  interest  to  every  Amer- 
ican of  this  age.  We  were  much  interested  in  the 
article  "Americanism."  The  other  articles  were 
also  noteworthy  and  gave  us  a  lasting  knowledge 
of  the  afifairs  of  the  day.  We  appreciated  greatly 
the  review  of  the  life  and  works  of  the  poet- 
priest  of  the  South,  Father  Ryan.  Having  read 
most  of  his  works,  we  were  able  to  enjoy  to  the 
utmost  the  words  of  rightful  praise  bestowed 
upon  him  by  the  author  of  the  article." — The 
Laurel. 

"The  unusual  happened  in  the  case  of  The 
Villanovan,  for  in  its  initial  publication  it  has 
succeeded  in  displaying  all  the  grace  and  charm 
of  some  of  its  older  companions.  Everything 
about  The  Villanovan  more  than  pleases  the 
Exam.  The  short  stories  are  interesting  and 
very  well  written.  Serial  stories  are  usually  a 
bore  to  the  general  reader,  but  the  author  of 
"Rivals  and  Chums"  seems  to  have  done  away 
with  this  peculiar  effect-producing  element. 
W^hat  has  most  strikingly  appealed  to  the  Exman 
is  the  good  diction  and  pleasing  style  of  The 
Villanovan.  The  Villanovan  seems  to  have 
taken  particular  pains  to  insure  itself  against  a 
base,  uninteresting  style." — The  Viatorian. 

"The  Villanovan  gives  promise  of  develop- 
ing into  a  first-class  periodical.  The  second  issue 
devotes  its  pages  to  some  excellent  essays.  "The 
Poet-Priest  of  the  South"  and  "Thackeray's 
Tribute  to  Washington"  are  possibly  the  best 
from  a  literary  standpoint.  "Cuba  and  the  United 
States"  causes  us  Americans  at  this  third  inter- 
vention, to  pause  for  a  moment  and  reflect  upon 
our  dealings  with  the  "Pearl  of  the  Antilles." 

Perhaps  we  are  not  totally  blameless  of  the 
present  instability  in  the  Cuban  government." — 
Saint  Pcte/s  CoJl-ege  Journal. 


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We  gratefully  acknowledge  the  following  in- 
teresting exchanges :  The  Alvernia,  St.  Francis 
College,  Loretto,  Pa.;  The  Aquinas,  St.  Thomas 
College,  Scranton,  Pa. ;  The  Belmont  Review, 
Belmont  Abbey  College,  Belmont,  N.  C. ;  Z)^  Paul 
Minerval,  De  Paul  University,  Chicago,  III. ;  The 
Fordham  Monthly,  Fordham  University,  New 
York;  The  Georgetown  College  Journal,  George- 
town University,  Washington,  D.  C. ;  The  Gettys- 
burgian,  Gettysburg  College,  Gettysburg,  Pa. ; 
The  Index,  Niagara  University,  Niagara  Falls, 
N.  Y. ;  The  Laurel,  St.  Bonaventure's  College, 
Allegany,  N.  Y. ;  The  Mountaineer,  Mt.  St. 
Mary's  College,  Emmitsburg,  Md. ;  Spice,  Norris- 
town  High  School,  Norristown,  Pa. ;  St.  Vincent 
College  Journal,  St.  Vincent  College,  Beatty,  Pa. ; 
The  Vincentian,  St.  Vincent's  Academy,  Newark, 
N.  J. ;  Williams  Literary  Monthly,  Williams  Col- 
lege, Williamstown,  Mass. ;  The  Patrician,  Acad- 
emy of  the  Sisters  of  Mercy,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 

The  poetical  contributions  in  the  May  number 
of  The  Alvernia  are  highly  commendable,  while 
the  up-to-the-minute  editorials  are  well  written 
and  manifest  a  thorough  consideration  of  the 
topics  on  the  part  of  the  editor.  The  Exchange 
Department  is  capably  handled  by  a  man  that 
always  treats  contemporaries  in  a  fair-minded 
manner.  The  exchange  editor  is  worthy  of  the 
distinction  of  being  selected  on  the  mythical  all- 
star  staff  by  the  Belmont  Review. 

The  May  number  of  The  Laurel  even  sur- 
passes the  previous  excellent  issues  of  that  mag- 
azine. So  great  is  the  number  and  variety  of  the 
literary  works  that  constitute  this  number  that  it 
is  impossible  to  decide  any  one  article  as  being 
superior  to  another.  The  short  stories  are  inter- 
esting and  the  essays  are  well  written  from  an 
unprejudiced   standpoint.     The   numerous   little 


poems  that  intersperse  the  prose  contributions 
are,  in  general,  of  exceptional  merit.  We  trust 
that  The  Laurel  will  maintain  such  a  standard  in 
the  final  issue  of  the  year. 

The  Aquinas,  for  April,  in  keeping  with  a  pre- 
cedent established  no  short  time  ago,  furnishes  a 
noteworthy  variety  in  its  contents.  The  short 
story,  "John  Melville,  Militiaman,"  proved  in- 
teresting throughout.  The  masterly  fashion  -in 
which  the  writer  develops  situations  is  highly 
praiseworthy.  The  successive  adventures  serve 
to  intensify  the  reader's  interest  in  the  story. 

The  excellent  material  which  constitutes  the 
April  number  of  the  Williams  Literary  Monthly 
merely  illustrates  the  calibre  of  the  literary  arti- 
cles which  invariably  adorn  the  pages  of  every 
issue  of  that  magazine,  "Le  Poltron"  is  a  short 
story  that  is  decidedly  different  from  the  average 
short  story  of  college  papers;  it  is  replete  with 
beautiful  descriptions  and  reflects  great  credit 
on  the  writer.  The  verse  contributions  are,  as  is 
characteristic  of  all  Williams  poetry,  above  the 
ordinary. 

Our  latest  visitor,  but  one  of  the  most  wel- 
come, is  The  Patrician.  The  various  contribu- 
tions in  prose  and  verse  show  what  excellent 
work  in  journalism  can  be  done  by  girls  of  the 
academic  stage.  All  these  have  the  feminine  del- 
icacy of  touch  and  the  feminine  sensibility  to  the 
nobler  issues  of  life  which  we  have  admired  so 
much  in  that  other  publication  from  a  girls' 
school,  the  altogether  praiseworthy  Vincentian. 
The  charcoal  studies  from  life  that  adorn  the 
pages  of  The  Patrician  are  superb  both  in  draw- 
ing and  in  expression.  Congratulations  on  your 
well-deserved  success. 

James  J.  Eg  an,  '19. 


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Examinations. 
The  final  examinations  for  the  Senior  Class 
began  on  Monday,  May  28th,  and  continued 
through  that  week.  Examinations  for  all  the 
other  classes  began  on  Wednesday,  June  6th 
and  are  to  continue  up  to  Tuesday,  June  12th, 
which  will  be  the  last  day  of  the  school  term. 
Commencement  Day,  June  11th,  occasioned  a 
slight  interruption  in  the  routine  which  was 
nevertheless  welcomed. 

NovENA  TO  St.  Rita 

The  annual  novena  to  St.  Rita  began  on  Mon- 
day evening,  May  14th,  and  was  brought  to  a 
close  on  Tuesday,  May  22d,  with  Benediction,  at 
which  the  roses  of  St.  Rita  were  blessed  and  dis- 
tributed amongst  those  who  participated  in  the 
novena.  Father  Dohan  was  in  charge  of  the 
services,  which  were  held  every  evening  in  the 
chapel. 

Enlistments 

We  are  pleased  to  note  that  the  boys  of  Villa- 
nova  have  not  been  backward  in  answering  the 
call  to  the  colors  and  the  following  enlistments 
have  been  recorded :  Francis  P.  Allen,  Naval 
Reserve;  Edward  J.  Diggles,  Naval  Reserve; 
John  J.  Maguire,  Naval  Reserve;  Roger  J.  Mar- 
tin, American  Ambulance  Corps ;  Thomas  J.  Mul- 
lin.  Naval  Militia;  Francis  J.  Murray,  Naval 
Reserve;  Thomas  B.  O'Connell,  Naval  Reserve; 
Joseph  Pallis,  Navy;  Eugene  B.  Troxell,  Avia- 
tion Corps ;  Theodore  E.  Voight,  Officers'  Re- 
serve Corps. 

This  list  would  undoubtedly  have  been  greater 
had  it  not  been  for  the  fact  that  all  technical  and 


pre-medical  students  were  advised  to  continue 
their  work  at  school  rather  than  to  enlist  now  in 
organizations  in  which  their  special  knowledge 
might  be  of  no  practical  value. 

A  large  number  of  students  have  volunteered 
for  farm  work  during  the  summer  vacation  and 
have  offered  their  services  to  the  proper  authori- 
ties. 

Commencement 

The  seventy-fourth  annual  commencement  of 
the  college  will  be  held  on  Monday  afternoon, 
June  1th,  at  2.30  P.  M.  Most  Rev.  Edmond 
F.  Prendergast,  Archbishop  of  Philadelphia,  will 
preside  and  the  usual  degrees  and  honors  will  be 
awarded.  The  honorary  degree  of  Doctor  of 
Laws  will  be  conferred  upon  Hon.  Frank  B.  Mc- 
Lain,  Lieutenant-Governor  of  Pennsylvania,  and 
General  Frank  Mclntyre,  Chief  of  the  Insular 
Bureau,  Department  of  War.  The  degree  of 
Doctor  of  Science  will  be  conferred  upon  Rev. 
Francis  P.  Moore,  LL.D.,  Ph.D.,  and  Rev.  John 
T.  Slattery  will  be  the  recipient  of  the  degree  of 
Doctor  of   Philosophy. 

The  following  will  receive  the  degree  of  Master 
of  Arts  :  Rev.  John  J.  Corr,  Rev.  Philip  L.  Colgan, 
Rev.  Gerald  F.  Dunn,  James  M.  Kelly,  John  J. 
Lucitt,  Rev.  Edward  J.  Shea,  Rev.  Lorenzo  Spi- 
rali,  Thomas  Timlin,  Rev.  Louis  J.  Tierney,  Rev. 
Joseph  Mullins,  Rev.  Patrick  Campbell. 

The  list  of  those  to  whom  the  degrees  of 
Bachelor  of  Science  and  Bachelor  of  Arts  are  to 
be  awarded  was  not  available  at  the  time  of  going 
to  press. 

As  usual  the  awarding  of  medals  will  take 
place  after  the  conferring  of  degrees. 


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Military  Training 

The  spirit  of  preparedness  in  its  sweep  across 
the  country  has  found  a  ready  response  in  Villa- 
nova,  the  biggest  evidence  of  this  fact  being  seen 
in  the  military  training  course  which  has  now 
been  installed  in  the  curriculum  of  the  college. 
The  college  authorities  had  been  planning  the  ad- 
dition of  this  course  for  some  time  and  imme- 
diately after  the  declaration  of  war  their  plans 
were  put  into  effect. 

The  first  drill  was  held  on  Friday,  April  27th, 
and  they  have  been  continued  regularly -since  then- 


on  every  Monday,  Tuesday,  Thursday  and  Fri- 
day, for  a  period  varying  from  one  to  one  and  a 
half  hours  in  length.  The  instruction  is  in  charge 
of  Sergeant-Ma j or  Hamilton,  U.  S.  A.,  who  is 
being  assisted  by  Mr.  Joseph  F.  Donavan. 

A  battalion  of  three  companies  has  been  formed 
with  the  following  provisional  appointment  of 
officers:  Sergeant-Major,  acting  as  Major,  Febi- 
ger  Ewing;  First  Sergeant,  Company  A,  acting 
as  Captain,  James  Reap ;  First  Sergeant,  Company 
B,  acting  as  Captain,  John  V.  Domminey;  First 
Sergeant,  Company  C,  acting  as  Captain,  Charles 
H.  McGuckin.  All  of  these  appointments  are  but 
temporary,  awaiting  a  more  thorough  organiza- 
tion of  the  battalion,  after  which  a  Major  for  the 
battalion  will  be  commissioned,  likewise  a  Cap- 
tain and  two  Lieutenants  for  each  company,  to- 
gether with  the  regular  non-commissioned  officers. 

The  colors  were  presented  to  the  battalion  on 
May  25th,  during  a  review  held  on  the  campus. 
They  were  the  gift  of  Rev.  John  A.  Nugent,  O. 
S.  A.,  of  Bryn  Mawr,  who  made  the  speech  of 
presentation.  After  being  blessed  by  Father 
Dohan,  they  were  accepted  in  the  name  of  the  bat- 
talion by  Sergeant-Major  Ewing. 

The  entire  battalion  took  part  in  the  flag  rais- 
ing exercises  at  the  Mother  of  Good  Counsel 
Church,  in  Bryn  Mawr,  on  Sunday,  May  27th, 
It  was  their  first  appearance  in  public  and  a  com- 
mendable showing  was  made. 

Condolences. 

The  entire  college  was  cast  into  gloom  on  re- 
turning from  the  Easter  vacation,  to  hear  of  the 
sudden  death  of  one  of  our  students,  John  Fo- 
garty,  of  Bryn  Mawr.  An  automobile  accident 
near  his  home  was  responsible  for  the  sad  event. 
He  was,  without  a  doubt,  one  of  the  most  popu- 


lar boys  in  college  and  was  held  in  high  regard 
by  all  who  knew  him  and  his  untimely  death 
made  a  profound  impression  upon  the  entire 
student-body.  The  funeral  services  were  held 
from  his  home  parish,  the  Church  of  Our  Mother 
of  Good  Counsel,  in  Bryn  Mawr.  A  special  op- 
portunity of  attending  Avas  given  to  all  students 
by  Father  Dohan.  The  Villanovan  takes  this 
opportunity  of  extending  its  deepest  and  most 
heartfelt  sympathy  to  his  parents  and  relatives 
in  their  unexpected  loss. 

The  Villanovan  also  wishes  to  extend  its 
deepest  sympathy  and  condolence  to  Rev.  Charles 
A.  Melchior,  O.  S.  A.,  who  recently  lost  his  sis- 
,  ter  in  an  automobile  accident,  while  she  was  re- 
turning home  after  a  visit  to  her  brother,  at  Villa- 
nova.  Likewise,  to  Rev.  Edward  J.  Shea,  upon 
the  death  of  his  father,  at  Camillus,  N.  Y. 

A  number  of  the  students  attended  the  funeral 
of  Mrs.  Dougherty,  who  died  April  14th,  1917, 
and  who  was  the  wife  of  James  E.  Dougherty, 
'81,  and  mother  of  E.  J.  Dougherty,  '13,  and  Jo- 
seph Dougherty,  '20.  The  Villanovan  offers 
its  condolences  to  the  bereaved  members  of  the 
family. 

Phi  Kappa  Pi 

The  regular  monthly  meeting  of  the  Phi  Kappa 
Pi  was  held  on  Monday  evening,  May  18th,  and 
for  the  amount  of  business  transacted  was  one  of 
the  most  important  of  the  year.  After  quite  a 
lengthy  discussion  it  was  decided  to  follow  the 
example  set  by  the  college  alumni  and  forego 
the  annual  banquet  this  year.  However,  it  was 
decided  to  give  in  its  place  an  informal  smoker 
to  the  members  who  will  graduate.  A  committee 
to  make  all  arrangements  was  appointed  by  Pres- 
ident Kirsch. 

Nominations  for  officers  were  then  made,  but 
it  was  decided  to  defer  the  election  until  the  June 
meeting.  The  following  nominations  were  made : 
For  President,  Armando  Alvarez,  Charles  Mc- 
Guckin and  Paul  O'Brien ;  for  Vice-President, 
Edgar  Drach,  Febiger  Ewing,  Peter  Malick  and 
Ramon  Mayor;  for  Secretary,  Cletus  Brady, 
Timothy  Coan,  Bernard  McGiveny,  and  Howard 
Tyrell;  for  Sergeant-at-arms,  Frank  Brahan, 
Leo  Brennan,  John  Gilligan;  Faculty  Advisor, 
Professor  McGeehan;  for  Treasurer,  Professor 
Sweeney. 

An  interesting  paper  on  the  subject  of  "Rail- 
way Electrification, "was  read  by  Joseph  O'Leary, 


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which  described  many  of  the  more  important 
main  line  electrifications  of  the  present  day,  and 
also  included  a  brief  sketch  on  the  history  of  elec- 
tric railroad  building.  A  discussion  on  the  sub- 
ject was  held  after  the  reading,  which  included 
a  short  criticism  by  Professor  McGeehan. 

All  of  the  papers  read  during  the  year  were  re- 
ferred to  the  senior  members  for  a  decision  as  to 
which  was  most  deserving  of  the  gold  medal 
awarded  annually  as  a  prize.  The  award  will  be 
made  on  Commencement  Day,  together  with  the 
other  medals  given  by  the  college. 

Dramatic  Society, 

The  Dramatic  Society  gave  its  most  successful 
production  of  the  year  on  Thursday  evening, 
April  26th,  when  the  annual  minstrel  show  was 
given  in  the  college  auditorium.  There  was  a 
big  crowd  on  hand  which  taxed  the  capacity  of 
the  hall  to  the  utmost.  The  programme  presented 
a  generous  variety  of  entertainment  and  every 
act  was  vigorously  applauded. 

Musical  numbers  were  sprinkled  liberally  over 
the  programme  and  they  seemed  to  win  the  big- 
gest favor.  Roger  Martin,  Febiger  Ewing, 
James  Murray  and  Ignatius  Kirsch  did  very  well 
and  deserve  special  mention.  Martin,  Ewing, 
Logan  and  Siegel  acted  as  end  men  and  kept  the 
crowd  in  roars  of  laughter  with  their  numerous 
jokes,  some  of  which  struck  in  unexpected  places. 
Charles  McGuckin  acted  as  interlocutor,  and  ac- 
quitted himself  creditably.  The  Hawaiian  hula 
dance  by  Norton  and  Maguire,  received  liberal 
applause.  The  Villanova  String  Band  also 
scored  quite  a  hit,  playing  popular  melodies. 

Others  who  took  part  and  who  are  deserving  of 
mention  are:  James  Reap,  Daniel  McEnerney, 
Frank  Taptich  and  David  Burgoyne.  The  chorus 
was  made  up  of  the  following:  Edward  Diggles, 
Joseph  McCarthy,  Edward  McKenna,  George 
McCann,  James  Egan,  John  Gilligan,  Sylvester 
Benson.  Stewart  McCalley,  Joseph  Roche, 
Michael  Grieco,  and  Edward  Daylor. 


The  music  was  conducted  by  Thomas  Grana- 
han,  assisted  by  John  Jones  and  Joseph  Waugh. 

Epsilon  Phi  Theta. 

A  recent  smoker  was  held  in  the  club  rooms 
of  the  society,  at  which  a  very  enjoyable  time  was 
had  by  everyone.  Instrumental  selec|tions  by 
Sylvester  Benson  and  Thomas  Granahan,  assisted 
materially  in  making  the  evening  one  of  enter- 
tainment. 

"The  Declaration  of  War  Against  Germany," 
formed  the  chief  topic  of  discussion  at  the  last 
regular  meeting.  Frank  Allen,  James  Egan,  and 
John  Hans,  made  commendable  addresses  on  the 
subject. 

President  Domminey  has  announced  that  the 
annual  election  of  officers  held  at  the  June  meet- 
ing, resulted  as  follows:  Vincent  Molyneaux,  '18, 
President;  John  Hans,  '19,  Vice-President ;  James 
Egan,  '19,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 

Dinner  to   Senior  Class. 

June  10th,  1917,  the  president  entertained  at 
dinner  the  graduating  class  of  1917.  Speeches 
were  made  by  Father  Dohan,  Father  DriscoU, 
Father  O'Neill,  and  all  the  members  of  the  class. 
An  enjoyable  time  was  had  by  all.  Father  Dohan 
was  much  surprised  when^  at  the  conclusion  of 
the  dinner,  the  class  presented  him  with  an  excel- 
lent oil  painting  of  himself. 

Ordinations. 

The  following  members  of  the  Augustinian 
Order  were  elevated  to  the  priesthood  in  the 
Cathedral,  Philadelphia,  May  26th,  1917:  Rev. 
John  J.  McCloskey,  John  J.  McCabe,  James  P. 
Brice,  John  H.  Hughes,  Cornelius  J.  McGinty, 
and  Walter  F.  Gough.  To  all  the  recently  or- 
dained the  ViLLANOvAx  wishes  a  hearty  Ad 
Multos  Annos. 

— Joseph  O'Leary,  'i8. 


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ALUMNI  BANQUET. 

Owing  to  the  unsettled  condition  of  the  coun- 
try, due  to  the  war,  and  in  keeping  with  the 
spirit  of  the  time,  according  to  the  announce- 
ment of  J.  Stanley  Smith,  President  of  the 
Alumni  Association,  it  has  been  decided  to  forego 
for  the  present  year  the  customary  Alumni  Re- 
union and  Banquet,  which  was  to  have  been  held 
the  first  week  in  May.  Next  year,  being  Dia- 
mond Jubilee  year,  Mr.  Smith  expresses  the  hope 
that  nothing  may  occur  to  prevent  a  fitting  cele- 
bration of  that  great  event.  He  solicits  from  the 
Alumni  and  former  students,  suggestions  rela- 
tive to  the  active  participation  of  the  Alumni  in 
the  Jubilee  Celebration.  Communications  may  be 
addressed  to  him  at  the  Stephen  Girard  Building, 
Philadelphia,  Pa. 

ENLISTMENTS. 

Immediately  after  the  entry  of  our  country  into 
the  world  war  against  German  autocracy,  many 
of  our  Alumni  offered  themselves  for  enlistment 
in  the  various  branches  of  our  country's  service. 
It  has  been  obviously  impossible  for  us  to  dis- 
cover the  number  or  names  of  those  who,  true 
to  the  highest  ideals  of  patriotism  which  charac- 
terize the  college  man,  and  particularly  the  Cath- 
olic college  man,  have  proffered  themselves  to 
their  country.  The  editor  has,  however,  more 
through  good  fortune  than  otherwise,  learned 
the  names  of  some  who  have  enlisted.  Their 
names,  together  with  the  branch  of  the  service  in 
which  they  have  entered,  follow: 

NAVAL  ENGINEERS 

A.  X.  Marilley,  Washington,  D.  C. 
Joseph  Kumer,  New  York  City,  N.  Y, 
William  Strauch,  Wilkes-Barre,  Pa. 
John  A.  O'Leary,  Elizabeth,  N.  J. 


OFFICERS  .RESERVE 

B.  Villars  Haberer,  Carthage,  N.  Y, 

C.  Aloysius  McCalley,  Harrisburg,  Pa. 
David  V.  Ward,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
Herbert  O.  McNierney,  Toledo,  Pa. 
Philip  Barry,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
Stefano  Hickey,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
John  Malone,  Allentown,  Pa. 

Karl  G.  Drach,  Cincinnati,  Ohio. 
Dr.  Edward  McCloskey,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
Dr.  Melvin  Franklin,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
Dr.  Charles  Nassau,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
Dr.  J.  F.  X.  Jones,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 

VOLUNTEER    AMBULANCE    CORPS 

Aloysius  F.  Conway,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
Joseph  F.  Conway,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
L.  B.  Cahill,  Jr.,  Cincinnati,  Ohio. 

NATIONAL    GUARD 

John  R.  Walkinshaw,  Blairsville,  Pa. 

Captain  William  Shanahan,  Waterbury,  Conn. 

AVI  AT  I  ox   C(Un'S 
Charles  Johnson,  Media,  Pa. 
Carl  Shanfelter,  Norristown,  Pa. 

RED  CROSS  HOSPITAL  CORPS. 

Charles  McLaughlin,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
William  Goddell,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 

engineers'  reserve 

Carroll  B.  Byrne,  Norristown,  Pa. 

NAVAL  RESERVES 

Norbert  Minnick,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
Francis  W.  Short,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 

In  addition  to  the  above-named,  Austin  F.  Gil- 
martin,  of  Dover,  N.  J.,  has  been  appointed  to 
the  United  States  Military  Academy  at  West 
Point,  where  he  will  enter  June  14th. 


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Dr.  Robert  Williams,  of  Westpoint,  Conn.,  has 
been  taken  into  the  Naval  Medical  Corps,  with 
the  rank  of  Ensign. 

Thomas  G.  O'Malley,  of  Avoca,  Pa.,  and  Rich- 
ard Magee,  Collingswood,  N.  J.,  have  recently 
received  commissions  as  second  lieutenants  in  the 
Army. 

Deaths 

Rev.  Patrick  W.  Reardon,  died  April  20th, 
1917,  at  St.  Peter's  Hospital,  Watervliet,  N.  Y. 
After  leaving  Villanova,  in  1901,  Father  Rear- 
don entered  St.  Joseph's  Seminary,  Troy,  N.  Y., 
where  he  completed  his  theological  studies,  being 
elevated  to  the  priesthood  June  22d,  1906,  by  the 
late  Bishop  Burke.  Father  Reardon  was  a  young 
man  of  great  promise.  Nature  had  endowed  him 
with  a  keen  intellect.  His  record  for  scholarship 
while  at  college  was  a  brilliant  one.  His  genial 
ways  and  kindness  of  heart  made  him  a  universal 
favorite  and  his  loss  will  be  mourned  by  a  host 
of  friends.  Father  Reardon,  at  the  time  of  his 
death,  was  Rector  of  the  church  at  Newport, 
N.  Y.,  to  which  he  had  been  appointed  a  few 
months  ago. 

Rev.  Francis  X.  McKenny,  S.  S.,  LL.D.,  died 
at  Washington,  D.  C,  May  22d,  1917.  Dr.  Mc- 
Kenny was  president  of  St.  Charles'  College, 
when  it  was  located  at  EUicott  City.  He  enjoyed 
great  respect  in  educational  circles,  because  of 
his  rare  gifts  as  an  educator  of  youth.  Villanova, 
in  recognition  of  his  great  attainments  conferred 
upon  him  in  1910  the  honorary  degree  of  Doctor 
of  Laws.     Requiescant  in  Pace. 

AuGUSTiNiAN  Changes 

Rev.  Daniel  J.  O'Mahony,  for  a  long  time  a 
member  of  the  mission  band,  has  been  appointed 
to  succeed  Rev.  Daniel  J.  Regan,  who  died  re- 
cently, as  Vicar-Prior  and  Rector  of  St.  Augus- 
tine's Church,  Philadelphia. 

Rev.  M.  J.  Corcoran,  a  former  Vice-President 
of  the  College,  has  been  appointed  Vicar-Prior  of 
St.  Rita's,  Philadelphia.     To  both  Fathers  The 
ViLLANOVAN  extends  hearty  congratulations. 
ToLENTiNE  Academy  Banquet 

May  22,  1917,  at  the  Hotel  Vendig,  Philadel- 
phia, the  Alumni  of  Tolentine  Academy  enter- 
tained at  a  banquet  given  in  his  honor,  Rev.  H. 
T.  Conway,  O.S.A.,  for  many  years  director  of 
the  Academy.  Covers  were  laid  for  forty  guests. 
Letters  w-ere  read  from  a  number  of  old  boys 
who  were  unable  to  be  present.    At  the  conclu- 


sion of  the  banquet  it  was  acclaimed  the  most 
enjoyable  and  successful  one  ever  given  by  the 
alumni  of  Tolentine.  John  V.  Domminey  acted 
as  toastmaster.  Charles  H.  Stoeckle,  John  A. 
Thornton,  William  E.  Hammond  and  Father 
Egan  replied  to  various  toasts. 

At  the  conclusion  of  the  banquet,  Father  Con- 
way, in  a  few  well  chosen  remarks,  replied  thank- 
ing the  members  for  the  honor  shown  him  and 
urging  them  to  continue  loyal  to  the  spirit  of  old 
Tolentine. 

Jottings 

Raymond  E.  Wetterer  and  bride,  of  Cincin- 
nati, Ohio,  were  recent  visitors  to  the  College 
while  on  their  honeymoon.  Mr.  Wetterer  re- 
newed many  old  memories  and  received  the 
congratulations  of  his  many  friends. 

Leonard  Hogan  and  Arthur  Forst  were  recent 
visitors  to  the  College;  Leonard  is  playing  ball 
with  the  New  Haven  team  of  the  Eastern 
League.  Fred  Lear  and  Jimmy  Savage  'aire 
playing  with  the  Bridgeport  team  of  the  same 
league. 

Patrick  Reagan,  Captain  of  the  memorable 
football  team  of  '15,  was  another  recent  visitor. 
Pat  is  with  the  Public  Service  Commission  of 
Pennsylvania,  occupying  the  position  of  Water 
Standards  Tester  in  the  Bureau  of  Engineering. 

Other  recent  visitors  were  James  Koch, 
Thos.  Fitzgerald,  J.  Stanley  Smith,  J.  R.  Maynes, 
Rev.  William  Howard,  Rev.  William  Hayes  and 
Capt.  William  Shanahan. 

Paul  A.  O'Brien,  '18. 

PREPAREDNESS. 
O  Gentle  Reader,  these  few  lines, 

Though  they  are  placed  in  rhyme. 
Will  yet  to  you  a  message  bring 

To  let  you  know  in  time 
That  one  whole  year  has  now  passed  by 

And  your  subscription  too 
Must  be  renewed,  and  for  this  grace 

One  dollar  more  is  due. 
We  try  to  please  you  by  our  works ; 

But,  that  we  may  succeed, 
On  your  subscriptions  we  depend 

To  check  the  hand  of  need. 
We  thank  you  for  your  former  aid — 

You've  shown  yourself  a  friend! 
And  since  you've  made  so  grand  a  start. 

Continue  to  the  end. 

Francis  A.  Rafferty. 


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BASEBALL. 
Due  to  the  many  cancellations  occasioned  by 
the  suspension  of  athletics  at  many  of  our  col- 
leges, the  'Varsity  has  been  able  to  play  but 
a  few  of  the  many  games  which  had  been  sched- 
uled. The  following  are  the  games  which  had 
been  played  up  to  the  time  of  going  to  press. 

ViLLANOVA,  2;  Ursinus,  0. 

April  14th. — Villanova  journeyed  over  to  Col- 
legeville  and  defeated  Ursinus  in  an  interesting 
well-played  game.  The  final  score  was  2-0,  with 
Villanova  on  the  long  end.  The  game  early  de- 
veloped into  a  pitchers'  battle  between  Molyn- 
eaux  and  Carleso,  the  former  having  the  better 
of  the  argument.  "Vince"  was  in  rare  form  and 
allowed  Ursinus  but  one  hit,  while  his  Villanova 
teammates  produced  enough  bingles  to  net  two 
tallies.  Molyneaux's  control  was  excellent,  for 
during  the  entire  nine  innings  he  walked  but  two 
men,  while  ten  of  the  visitors  went  out  by  the 
strike-out  route. 

Neither  team  scored  until  the  seventh  inning, 
when  Villanova  gathered  in  two  runs  on  hits  by 
McGeehan,  Robinson  and  Sheehan.  These  two 
tallies  cinched  the  game  as  Villanova  easily  re- 
tired their  opponents  in  the  remaining  innings, 
Molyneaux  fanning  the  last  three  men  that  faced 
him. 

Captain  McCullian  played  a  brilliant  fielding 

game  for  Villanova,  accepting  nine  out  of  ten 

chances. 

Ursinus.  ^_   ^  ^    ^  ^_ 

Bowman,   cf o  o  o  o  o 

Grove,  ss o  o  2  2  o 

Catling,  If 0  o  3  o  o 

Peterson,    lb o  o  6  0  0 

Ziegler,  rf o  o  o  0  o 

Diester,  2b o  o  i  2  0 

Mellinger,   3b o  i  o  i  i 

Will,   c 0  o  14  2  o 

Carleso,   p o  o  i  i  o 

Totals    0     I  27    6     I 


Villanova.  ^    ^  ^    ^  ^_ 

McGuckin,  ss o  o  o  3  i 

Sheehan,  cf 0  x  i  o  o 

Dougherty,  If o  i  o  0  i 

Murray,    ib o  013  o  0 

McGeehan,   3b i  i  o  i  i 

McCullian,   2b o  o  5  4  i 

Robinson,  rf i  2  i  0  0 

Loan,  c o  i  7  2  o 

Molyneaux,    p 0  o  o  4  o 

Totals     2    6  27  14    4 

Villanova    o    o    o    o    0    o    2    o    o — 2 

Ursinus    0    o    o    0    o    o    o    o    0 — 0 

Struck  out — Molyneaux,  10;  Carleso,  10.  Base  on 
balls — Off  Carleso,  i ;  Molyneaux,  2.  Two  base  hits — 
Sheehan,  Mellinger.    Umpire — Griffith. 


Villanova,  2;  Albright,  1. 

April  20th. — Villanova  opened  the  home  season 
by  making  it  three  straight  victories.  The  latest 
victory  being  at  the  expense  of  the  Albright  nine. 
Score,  2-1.  McEnerney  worked  in  this  game  and 
showed  the  effect  of  Molyneaux's  good  example 
by  holding  the  Myerstown  boys  to  four  scattered 
hits,  of  which  no  two  came  in  the  same  inning. 

The  visitors  were  the  first  to  score,  when  in  the 
fourth  inning  a  walk,  combined  with  an  error 
and  a  hit,  gave  the  up-staters  their  only  score  of 
the  game.  Villanova,  however,  tied  the  score  in 
their  half  of  the  same  session.  Sheehan,  who  was 
the  first  man  up,  singled  and  advanced  to  third 
on  Dougherty's  hit  to  left  field.  Murray  then 
came  through  with  a  long  sacrifice  fly  and  the 
score  was  tied.  Villanova's  second  tally  came 
in  the  sixth  inning,  on  Dougherty's  walk  and 
Murray's  hit.  McGuckin  was  first  up  in  the 
eighth  frame  and  slammed  out  a  three-base  hit, 
but  he  died  on  third  as  the  three  following  men 
were  easy  outs. 

McEnerney  pitched  a  good  game  despite  the 
fact  that  he  was  a  little  bit  wild,  and  easily  held 
the  visitors  safe. 


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Albright.               r.  h.  o.  a.  e. 

Smith,   3b 02    2  I    o 

Goldhammer,  2b 0    o    o  i    0 

Silverman,  ss i     I    3  3    o 

Zinn,  rf o    o    3  o    o 

Kline,  If. o    0    o  o    o 

Greenough,  ib o    i    9  o    o 

Hock,  cf.    , ..00200 

Hoffman,  c.    i o    0    5  2    o 

Trou.tman,  p o    o    o  3    o 

Totals    I    4  24  10    o 

ViLLANOVA.  R.     H.  0.    A.   E. 

McGuckin,  ss o  i  i  i  i 

Sheehan,  cf O  2  2  I  o 

Dougherty,  If i  i  o  o  o 

Murray,   ib i  i  14  o  o 

McGeehan,   3b O  o  o  I  o 

McCullian,  2b. 00  2  3  o 

Robinson,  rf O  I  0  o  o 

Loan,  c o  o  7  o  o 

AIcEnerney,   p o  o  i  7  o 

Totals     2    6  27  13     I 

Albright 0    o    o     i     o    o    o    o    0 —  i 

Villanova    o    o    0     i     p     I     o    o    x —  2 

Three  base  hit — McGuckin.  Struck  out— by  McEner- 
ney,  7 ;  Troutman,  4.  Base  on  balls — Off  McEnerney, 
6;  Troutman,  2.     Umpire — McGowan. 

Gettysburg,   2;    Villanova,   2. 

April  21st. — Villanova  and  Gettysburg  battled 
along-  for  six  innings  to  a  tie  score,  2-2.  A  heavy 
rainstorm  interfered  in  the  sixth  inning  and  the 
game  had  to  be  called.  Villanova  started  in  the 
first  inning  and  scored  a  run  when  Sheehan  sin- 
gled, stole  second  and  scored  on  Murray's  hit. 
Gettysburg  went  ahead  in  their  half  of  the  third 
on  hits  by  Rote  and  IMotten  combined  with  an 
error.  In  the  sixth,  Jimmy  JMurray  landed  his 
first  home  run  of  the  season,  which  tied  up  the 
score.  At  the  conclusion  of  this  inning  a  heavy 
downpour  of  rain  broke  up  the  game. 

GeTTYSBVRG.  R.     H.    0.     A.   E. 

Rote,   ss I  3  I  o  o 

Mealey,   If i  0  0  o  o 

Alotten.  lb o  i  5  0,  o 

Williams,  3b o  0  i  4  3 

Yarrison,  p o  i  0  i  o 

Schelfer,  2b 0  0  2  2  o 

Apple,   rf 0  0  0  o  0 

Lampe,    c 0  o  7  o  0 

Moyer,    cf o  0  0  0  o 

Totals     2     5  16    7    3 

Villa  xovA.  r.  h.  0.  a.  e. 

McGuckin,   ss 0  i  2  0  o 

Sheehan.    cf i  i  0  o  o 

Dougherty,    If 0  0  i  o  o 

Murray,    ib i  2  5  o  0 

McGeehan,    3b 0  0  i  i  o 

McCullian,  2b o  o  2  i  o 

Robinson,  rf 0  0  o  o  0 

Loan,  c o  0  7  i  o 

Molyneaux,  p o  o  0  i  o 

Totals     2    4  18    4    o 


Villanova,  2 ;  Mx.  St.  Joseph,  3. 

April  27th— The  team  journeyed  to  Baltimore, 
-where  they  met  their  first  defeat  of  -the  season 
at  the  hands  of  the  Mt.  St.  Joseph  Collegians. 
We  have  been  unable  to  secure  a  box  score  of 
the  game  as  played. 

Villanova,  0;  Pennsylvania^  3. 

May  1st. — Despite  the  fact  that  Pennsylvania 
got  but  two  hits  of  Molyneaux,-  Villanova  was 
beaten  by  the  Red  and  Blue  team.  Score,  3-0. 
Villanova  could  gather  only  four  hits  off  Swig- 
ler's  delivery,  and  thus  Penn  got  away  with  a 
flashy  victory. 

After  both  teams  had  gone  along  for  six  in- 
nings without  a  count,  Gilmor§  opened  Penn's 
half  of  the  seventh  by  working  Molyneaux  for  a 
walk.  Swigler  sacrificed,  and  Morgan  was  safe 
on  McGuckin's  error.  Penn  then  worked,  the 
double  steal,  Gilmore  scoring.  Todd  laced  a  sin- 
gle to  center  field  and  circled  the  bags  when  the 
ball  took  a  bad  hop  and  got  away  from  Sheehan. 

McGeehan  -started  the  'Varsity's  half  of  the 
seventh  with  a  single  to  left,  his  second  of  the 
game.  McCullian  tapped  to  Yates,  who  tried  to 
get  McGeehan  at  second  but  threw  low,  and  both 
rtmners  were  safe.  A  wild  pitch  moved  both 
runners  up  a  base.  Loan  shot  "a  fast  grqunder 
to  Morgan,  but  j\IcGeehan  was  caught  at  the 
plate.  After  Gilmore  returned  the  ball  to  Swig- 
ler, McCullian  tried  to  steal  home,  but  Swigler's 
quick  toss  to  Gilmore  flagged  him.  This  was  the 
only  chance  Villanova  had  and  the  game  ended 
with  the  Pennsylvanians  on  the  long  end. 

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Pennsylvania.  r.  h.  0.  a.  e. 

Todd,  2b I  "i  3  I  o 

Lavin,    cf 0  o  0  o  o 

White,  ss 0  I  2  2  o 

Light,  If 0  o  o  o  o 

Yates,   lb 0  0  7  o  2 

Hinkson,  rf 0  o  2  o  o 

Gilmore,  c i  on  2  o 

Swigler,  p 0  o  2  5  0 

Morgan,  3b i  o  0  3  o 

Totals     3    2  27  ir     2 

Villanova.  r.  h.  0.  a.  e. 

McGuckin,   ss o  o  i  2  2 

Sheehan,  cf 0  i  0  i  i 

Dougherty,  If o  o  i  o  o 

Murray,   ib 0  o  7  o  o 

McGeehan,    3b 0  2  I  i  o 

McCullian,  2b o  o  3  2  o 

Robinson,    rf 0  2  i  o  o 

Loan,    c o  o  9  3  o 

Molyneaux,  p o  o  i  5  o 

Totals     0    5  24  14    3 

Villanova     0    0    o    0    o    o    o    o    o — o 

Pennsylvania     o    o    o    0    o    o    3    o    x —  3 


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Goklhamtncr,  2b 0    0    o  I    o  .Xpril  27th — The  team  joumeved  to  Ualtimorc, 

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Kline,  If o    o    o  o    o  -'it  the  hands  of  the  I\It.   St.  Joseph  Collegians. 

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Hcffnian,  c o    0    5  2    o  ^l"""  g'ame  as  played. 

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I    4  24  10    o  :\lay  1st. — Despite  the  fact  that  Pennsylvania 

R.   H.  0.  A.  E.  gut  bur  two  hits  of  Molyneaux,  Villanova  was 

beaten  bv  tlie  lied  ;ind  J.Uue  team.     Score,  3-0. 


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Contents 


PAGE 

FAREWELL  TO  OCTOBER  (Poem) 3 

George  C.  Egan 

ADMINISTRATIVE  CHANGES. ." 4 

Joseph  A.  O'Leary,  '18 

THE  TRAGIC  ART  OF  SHAKESPEARE  (Essay) 5 

John  F.  O'Brien,  '19 


EVENING  (Poem) 


8 


Thomas  B.  Austin 


WHEN  THE  LIGHTS  WENT  OUT  (Story) 9 

James  J.  Egan,  '19 

THE  BLANK  PARCHMENT  (Serial) 14 

John  F.  Burns 

RAILWAY  ELECTRIFICATION 18 

Joseph  A.  O'Leary,  '18 

OCTOBER  (Poem) . 22 

George  C.  Egan 

THE  MARTYR  OF  ROME  (Story) 23 

Alexander  Malone,  '19 

IN  MEMORIAM 27 

Hugh  McGeehan,  Prep.  '18 

PIPE  DREAMS 28 

Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  '18 

VILLANOVA  SPIRIT  (Poem) 29 

J.    V.    DOMMINEY,    '17 

EDITORIAL 

(1)  Foreword 30 

(2)  Humors  and  Friends 30 

COLLEGE  NOTES 32 

ALUMNI  NOTES 34 

ATHLETCS 37 

SPLINTERS 39 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


Vol.  II. 


OCTOBER,  1917 


No.  1 


Farewell  to  October 


Fare  thee  well,  October,  parting 

With  your  leaves  of  brown  and  red! 
From  my  heart  all  joy  is  darting: 

Marks  of  grief  are  there  instead. 
I  have  known  you  since  September, 

Brought  you  round  and  left  you  here. 
{Someone's  calling — His  November — 

Child  of  Winter  cold  and  drear.) 
Yes,  I  know  you  now  must  hurry, 

And  I  hate  to  see  you  go: 
For  your  going  brings  the  flurry 

Of  the  dreary  Winter's  snow. 
Months  ril  wait  for  your  returning, 

Watch  the  seasons  come  and  go ; 
Sad  my  heart  while  I  am  yearning 

For  October's  winds  to  blow. 

George  C.  Egan. 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


Administrative  Changes 


By  Joseph  A.  O'Leary,  '18 


Resignation  of  Father  Dohan 

UPON  their  arrival  at  the  College  after  the 
vacation  period,  the.  students  found 
several  surprises  awaiting  them.  Chief 
among  these  was  the  announcement  that  Father 
Dohan,  who  had  ruled  the  destinies  of  Villanova 
for  the  past  seven  years,  had  finally  prevailed 
upon  his  superiors  to  accept  his  resignation  as 
President,  and  in  his  place  has  been  appointed 
Father  Dean,  who  for  many  years  had  been 
Prefect  of  Studies  and  Dean  of  the  Engineering 
School. 

It  was  with  regret  and  a  sense  of  great  personal 
loss  that  the  student  body  received  the  an- 
nouncement that  Father  Dohan  would  no  longer 
be  tjieir  President,  and  they  will  always  remem- 
ber him  for  the  personal  interest  which  he  took 
in  the  religious  and  intellectual  progress  of  each 
student.  While  he  showed  no  love  for  the 
loafer,  the  earnest  student  always  found  a  warm 
spot  in  his  heart.  By  his  unfailing  kindness, 
therefore,  keen  sympathy  and  invariable  under- 
standing. Father  Dohan  had  grown  to  occupy 
in  the  hearts  of  his  students  the  position  of 
friend  and  counsellor  in  addition  to  his  official 
position  as  head  of  the  College,  and  it  is  as 
friend  and  counsellor  rather  than  as  President 
that  they  mourn  his  loss.  Not  indeed  that  they 
failed  to  realize  his  worth  as  President ;  for  who 
could  note  the  many  improvements  which  he 
originated  and  fail  to  appreciate  his  great 
ability?  It  was  only  that  the  sense  of  official 
loss,  so  to  speak,  was  swallowed  u'p  and  ab- 
sorbed in  the  more  personal  and  intimate  loss 
which  his  resignation  implied. 

In  his  departure,  Villanova  loses  the  services 
of  one  of  her  most  zealous  workers,  one  who  had 
her  every  interest  at  heart  and  who  hesitated 
at  no  sacrifice  in  maintaining  the  high  standards 
for  which  Villanova  has  ever  been  noted. 
Father  Dohan  carries  with  him  to  his  new 
charge  at  Greenwich,  N.  Y.,  the  best  wishes  and 
the   enduring  affection   of  all   the  students  of 


Villanova.  They  sincerely  hope  that  among  the 
less  exacting  duties  and  less  weighty  responsi- 
bilities of  his  new  position,  he  may  quickly  re- 
gain robust  health,  and  that  his  usefulness  in  the 
Lord's  vineyard  may  every  day  be  increased. 

Appointment  of  Father  Dean 

The  feeling  of  regret  in  the  loss  of  Father 
Dohan  was  tempered  somewhat  by  the  knowl- 
edge that  Father  Dean  was  to  be  his  successor. 
His  appointment  gave  immediate  assurance 
that  there  would  be  no  break  in  the  educational 
policy  of  the  College,  and  no  interruption  in  the 
steady  march  of  progress  which  has  marked 
Villanova's  advance  in  the  academic  world. 

There  is  no  one  more  familiar  with  the  ideals 
of  Villanova  than  Father  Dean,  for  he  has 
helped  largely  to  shape  them.  Moreover,  his 
long  experience  as  Professor  and  Prefect  of 
Studies  has  made  him  most  familiar  with  all  the 
workings  of  the  College.  In  fact,  with  the  ex- 
ception of  three  years,  he  has  been  associated 
continually  with  the  College  in  one  capacity  or 
other  since  1893.  So  he  does  not  come  as  a 
stranger,  but  as  one  who  is  thoroughly  con- 
versant with  the  details  of  College  management. 
His  well-known  scholarship,  his  brilliant  attain- 
ments in  the  field  of  mathematics  and  science, 
his  competence  as  a  teacher,  his  ability  as  an 
orator,  his  understanding  of  boys  and  his  sym- 
pathy with  their  best  aims,  as  is  attested  by  all 
who  knew  him  as  a  teacher  and  officer  of  the 
College,  his  youth  and  characteristic  energy,  all 
combine  to  assure  for  Villanova,  under  the 
direction  of  Father  Dean,  a  brilliant  and  success- 
ful future. 

In  all  his  endeavors  to  advance  the  good 
name  of  Villanova,  he  may  rely  upon  the  loyal 
support  and  co-operation  of  the  student  body, 
who  pledge  to  him  that  same  obedience  and 
devotion  which  they  manifested  to  his  predeces- 
sor. 


THE    VILLANOVAN  5 

The  Tragic  Art  of  Shakespfere 

By  John  F.  O'Brien,  '19 

THE  Elizabethan  tragedy  was  the  product  whole    Elizabethan    period,    we   would    rightly 
of    a    long    and    systematic    evolution,  observe   that  Shakespere  was   the   fulcrum   of 
The  combined  effects  of  the  Grecian  and  dramatic   beauty   and   strength   on  which   the 
French  schools  emphasized  their  own  existence,  lever  of  great  play-writing  serenely  rests. 
Aeschylus,  Sophocles,  and  Euripides,  each  in  his  It  is  not  our  intention  here  to  consider  Shakes- 
turn,  gave  an  individual  elevating  influence  to  pere  as  a  poet.     We  also  exclude  all  his  comedies, 
the  structure  of  the  drama  that  paved  the  way  chronicles,  and  romances  from  our  consideration 
for  the  brilliant  issues  of  a  later  day.     Corneille  and  strive  to  confine  ourselves  to  his  romantic 
and  Racine,  the  masters  of  the  French  efforts,  tragedies,  which  have  been  the  source  of  wonder 
had  likewise  assiduously  labored  to  refine  the  and  admiration  for  centuries.      Moreover,  we 
tragedy  and  embellish  the  stage.  entertain  no  hope  of  thoroughly  or  even  partially 
When  Shakespere,  the  greatest  literary  artist  exhausting   the   merits   of  our   author   in   this 
of  history,  turned  his  attention  to  this  species  particular  phase  of  his  work,  but  we  do  earn- 
of  composition,  he  found  it  deplorably  crude  and  estly  desire  that  some  more  competent  hand 
its  instrument  inelastic  and  weak.     He  realized  might  see  the  evident  deficiencies  of  our  judg- 
what    most    of    his    worthy    predecessors    had  ments  and  thereby  be  induced  to  expose  the 
unconsciously  overlooked:  that  the  world  and  hidden  beauties  of  our  idol, 
its  customs  were  continually  changing  and  con-  The  period,  then,  which  we  shall  attempt  to 
sequently  the  tragedy,  which  reflected  the  sol-  discuss,  is  the  third  of  Shakespere's  life,  namely, 
emn  and  lofty  emotions  of  the  human  heart,  must  the  period  of  maturity  and  gloom.     This  season 
alter  in  accordance  with  its  environment.      It  of  melancholy  finds  our  author,  in  the  year  of 
therefore  was  his  task  to  invent  a  more  highly  sixteen  hundred,  a  man  thirty-six  years  old  and 
developed  grade  of  tragic  art.     Cognoscent  of  the  already  a  writer  of  worthy  reputation.      It  is 
fact  that  it  was  the  office  of  the  dramatist  to  easy  to  appreciate  the  fact  that  the  years  of  this 
present  the  serious  and  abstract  notions  of  life  period  were  well  named,  for  from  an  examina- 
in  a  deliberate  and  pleasing  manner,  he  set  about  tion  of  the  fruits  of  this  interim,  we  may  obtain 
to  endow  this  long  misconstructed  composition  an  adequate  notion  of  his  talents  in  the  produc- 
with    permanent    perfections    that    would    im-  tion    of  tragic   composition.    It    has    probably 
mortalize  the  English  tragedy  and  the  stage.  been    called   a  period  of  maturity  and  gloom 
Shakespere    flourished  in    an  age  when    the  because  during  these  years  his  best  works  were 
very  atmosphere  was  saturated  with  devotion  written,  and   these    the   tragic    models  of   the 
for  play -wri ting ;    when  all  the  world  seemed  world.    The  nature  of  the  tragedy  might  easily 
as  a  stage  and  all  the  men  and  women  merely  be  assigned  as  the  cause  of  a  "gloomy  author," 
players  before  the  scrutinizing  student  of  psy-  for  it  is  a  fact  of  universal  experience  that  the 
chological  issues  and  national  efforts.     It  is  true  works  of  a  poet  reflect   the   secret  shadows  of 
that  Kyd,  Marlow,  Green,  and  a  host  of  other  the  heart. 

prominent  dramatists  had  filled  the  office  with  The  ancient  accepted  notion  of  tragic  art  was 

which  genius  had  blessed  them,  sincerely  and  subject  to  ironclad  rules.     It  necessitated  a  plot 

well,  but  they  did  not  have  the  distinction  of  that  involved  a  fatal  issue  of  a  hopeless  case, 

donating  to  the  depository  of  English  literature  It  required  that  the  writer  should  deal  exclusively 

a  masterpiece  that  would  purchase  for  them  the  with  the  sad  and  terrible  phases  of  life  and  by  a 

crown  of  ultimate  greatness.     Jonson,  Middle-  pressure  of  circumstances  justify  the  works  of 

ton  and  Heywood  likewise  have  substantially  Fate  in  following  its  own  consecrated  principles, 

aided  the  cause  of  dramatic  perfection  by  their  The  later  writers,  no  doubt  influenced  by  the 

achievements  of  beauteous  expression.     Indeed,  existence  of  Christianity,   introduced  a  divine 

if  we  should  take  a  comprehensive  glance  of  the  and  moral  element  which  elevated  the  theme 


THE    VI  LLANO VAN 


of  the  tragedy  and  made  it  more  conformable 
to  the  demands  of  modern  civilization.  Shakes- 
pere  combined  these  fundamental  characteristics 
so  subtly  and  with  such  inimitable  tact  that 
many  learned  scholars  have  hesitated  to  accept 
the  authenticity  of  the  Shakesperean  labors. 

The  mechanical  structure  of  the  tragedy  was 
practically  primordial  when  Shakespere  at- 
tempted its  reconstruction;  not  that  he  dis- 
approved of  the  ancient  rigidity  of  the  unities 
or  the  introduction  of  only  connected  scenes, 
but  he  believed  that  the  play  should  be  scien- 
tific, interesting,  and  consistent.  With  this 
conviction  he  established  a  m^odel  that  would 
embrace  all  the  beauties  of  the  old  school  in 
union  with  the  perfections  of  the  new.  He  it 
was  w^ho  first  made  the  Desis  and  Lusis  of  the 
plot  so  distinct  and  yet  so  capable  of  smooth 
interlacing  that  he  produced  a  graceful  and 
instructive  developnient. 

It  is  a  noteworthy  fact  that  Shakespere  is  most 
sympathetic.  He  not  only  entered  into  the  dark 
abysses  of  the  human  heart,  but  he  sobbed  with 
its  pulsive  beatings,  comforted  its  disconsolate 
sighs,  and  soothed  its  yearning  for  happy  mo- 
ments by  his  balmy  words  of  cheer  and  pity. 
How  he  entered  into  the  spirit  of  the  broken- 
hearted Lear- — a  king — ay,  every  inch  a  king! 
How  he  fancied  the  bitter  remorse  that  rent  that 
aged  monarch's  soul,  the  father  of  thankless 
children  who  sucked  his  life's  blood  and  drew  the 
sceptre  from  his  withering  hand!  How  he 
sought  to  comfort  th^t  tottering  vagrant  by  the 
faithful  companionship  of  the  banished  Kent! 
How  he  expressed  the  grief  of  that  old  man 
when  he  brought  the  dead  Cordelia  before  the 
eyes  of  the  stony-hearted  people!  Again 
imagine  the  long  silvery  beard  of  Lear  resting 
on  the  bosom  of  his  murdered  child — the  only 
relic  of  happiness  and  hope. 

''IIoivl!  Howl!  Howl!  Howl!  Howl! 
Oh,  you  are  men  oj  stone! 
Had  I  your  tongues  and  eyes 
Fd  use  them  so 

That  heaven's  vatdt  should  crack.'' 
And  again  when  Lear  became  convinced  of  the 
terrible  truth. 
"  Thoul't  come  no  more! 
Never!  Never!  Never!  Never!  Never! 
Do  you  see  this?   Look  o?t  her — look — her  lips — 


Look  there — look  there!'' 
These  are  the  half-witted  ejaculations  of  a  de- 
spairing man — one  that  had  not  the  courage  or 
strength  to  repent,  but  was  doomed  to  suffer 
the  curse  of  the  fated  end  of  sin.  He  had 
offended  tiSnnajesty  of  Love  and  Justice  when 
his  life  was  still  his  own ;  but  now  Death  comes 
on,  attended  by  its  troop  of  grim  and  m.otley 
torments. 

Another  example  of  Shakespere's  intimate 
sympathy  is  suggested  by  the  words  and  actions 
of  the  Moor  of  Venice,  a  lover  who  had  loved 
not  wisely,  but  too  well;  a  jealous  lover  who 
hated  deeper  than  he  loved;  one  more  to  be 
pitied  than  scorned,  the  slave  of  a  human  devil 
who  played  with  Othello's  heart  until  it  gushed 
out  from  torture.  Never  was  human  repentance 
so  vividly  worded  as  in  the  lines  that  represent 
before  us  the  anguish  of  Othello's  heart  on  be- 
coming convinced  of  his  wife's  unspotted 
purity.  Nothing  can  restrain  his  grief.  He 
calls  upon  the  furies  of  the  damned  to  muster 
their  means  of  torture  for  his  woe.  Insane  with 
mental  pressure,  and  fast  falling  to  an  ill-fated 
end,  he  turns  to  the  pale,  chilled,  monumental 
alabaster  of  the  dead  Desdemona  and  de- 
spondently cries, 
"Cold,  cold — my  girl — 

Even  like  thy  chastity!   0  cursed  slave, 

Whip  me!  ye  devils, 

From  the  possession  of  this  heavenly  sight. 

Blow  me  about  in  winds!  roast  me  in  sulphur, 

Wash  me  in  steep  down  gulfs  of  liquid  fire! 

O  Desdemona!  Dead?  Dead?  0!  0! 
And  again,  as  the  last  spark  dying  in  the  fire 
of  human  existence,  he  moans, 
' '  /  kissed  thee  ere  I  killed  thee — no  way  hut 

Killing  myself  to  die  upon  a  kiss!" 

Here  are  two  examples  of  fatal  issues  resulting 
from  hopeless  struggles.  Both  picture  the 
punishment  of  hasty  injustice.  Both  portray 
alike  in  that  they  possess  power,  but  differing  in 
rank,  nationality,  and  race.  Both  are  the  tools 
of  unfeeling  and  disloyal  dependents,  who  work 
the  iniquities  of  Fate's  decrees.  One  is  the 
father  of  a  sincere  and  loyal  daughter ;  the  other 
the  lord  of  a  true  and  devoted  wife.  These  are 
creatures  of  a  literary  genius  that  mark  their 
author  as  the  world's  greatest  creative  poet. 

There  is  another  intrinsic  perfection  of  tragic 


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THE    VILLANOVAN  7 

writing  wherein  our  author  is  most  profi9ieJ>t»  with  sporn  and  pride.     Listen  to  the  soft  words 
The  Shakesperean  skill  in  drawing  the  sad  and  of  love  that  come  from  an  abounding  heart : 
terrible  phases  of  human  life  have  caused  the  "...  good  my  Lord, 
students  of  literature  to  marvel  at  the  power  of              You  have  begot  me,  bred  me,  lov^d  me;  I 
the  intellect  which  united  the  rational  element             Return  those  duties  back  as  are  right  fit, 
with  the  transcendental  perfections  and  called             Obey  you,  love  you,  and  most  honor  you.'^ 
the  issue  man.     In  the  creation  of  his  characters,  What  father  that  ever  felt  the  love  of  a  daughter 
Shakespere  was  thoroughly  independent  of  the  could  withstand  this  spoken  indication  of  devo- 
prevailing  custom  of  personification.     He  rather  tion?    Here  is  an  old  man,  tottering  to  the  grave ; 
humanized  such  notions  as  Love,  Loyalty,  Dis-  yet  a  giant  in  the  evil  of  distrust.     Lear,  the  fool 
trust,  Jealousy,  and  the  like,  and  produced  them  of  flattery,  fell  and  obeyed  the  angry  passion, 
as  creatures  in  the  universe  of  his  imagination.  "Le/  it  he  so;  thy  truth,  then,  be  thy  dower; 
Examples  of  this  wonderful  prerogative  can  be  For,  by  the  sacred  radiance  of  the  sun, 
appreciated    in    two    famous    heroines    of    the  The  mysteries  of  Hecate,  and  the  night, 
Shakesperean  pen.     These  are  Cordelia,  the  fair  By  all  the  operation  of  the  orbs, 
daughter  of  the  sceptic  Lear,  king  of  Brittany ;  From  whom  we  do  exist,  and  cease  to  be, 
and    Desdemona,    wife    to    the    sooty-breasted  Here  I  disclaim  all  my  paternal  care, 
Othello.     The  former  is  a  model  of  that  filial  Propinquity  and  property  of  blood, 
love  which  suffers  without  pain,  and  for  that  And  as  a  stranger  to  my  heart  and  me, 
deep,  unspoken  aflfection  undergoes  banishment  Hold  thee  from  this  for  ever ^ 
from  the  object  of  her  love — and  death  at  the         What  terrible  words  from  a  withering  sire! 
hands  of  meretricious  sisters.     The  latter  is  an  How  sad  to  realize  that  man,  an  image  of  his 
example  of  fidelity  and  devotion  to  her  lord  and  God,  would  reject  the  nobler  faculties  of  the 
husband,  who  repays  her  love  with  hate  and  soul  and  bow  like  a  slave  to  the  whim  of  a  pas- 
torture.      Shakespere's   treatment    of   jealousy  sionate  and  bestial  affection!      What  is  more 
in  this  instance  is  like  a  logical  sermon,  which  heart-touching  than  to  see  the  effects  of  this 
brings  home  to  us  a  moral  lesson.      In  his  de-  curse?     Fate  had  planned  such  a  circumstance 
velopment  of  the  theme  he  considers,  firstly,  the  to  humiliate  the  proud  Lear.     Not  long  after, 
happiness  consequent  on  the  absence  of  jealousy,  the  tyrant,  who  banished  those  that  loved  him, 
Then  he  portrays  the  sources  and  causes  of  this  crawled  like  a  dog  before  them.      This  is  an 
vice.     Through  augmentation  and  increase  he  instance  in  literature  that  is  at  once  intensely 
produces  a  full-grown  blossom,  which  opens  and  interesting  and  realistic,   and    a  worthy  recom- 
exposes  its  fiendish  visage.      It  thrives  until  it  mendation     of    the    Shakesperean     tragic  art. 
ripens — then  decays,  droops,  and  falls  in  ruin.         The  same  intimacy  of  character  is  exhibited 
leaving  behind  it,  death,  disaster,  and  damna-  in   the  person   of   Desdemona,   an  affectionate 
tion.     This  is  an  instance  that  speaks  volumes  woman  of  hope  and  patience.     She  was,  indeed, 
for  Shakespere's  intimacy  with  the  psychological                  '^  A  perfect  woman,  nobly  planned 
emotions  of  man.                                                                       To  warn,  to  comfort,  and  command.'^ 

In  his  treatment  of  Othello,  our  author  takes  It  is  not  our  intention  to  consider  Desdemona 

occasion  to  manifest  his  intimacy  with  the  echoes  in  this  paper.      Suffice  it  to  say  that,  of  all  the 

of  the  human  heart.     He  knew  every  emotional  women   of  the   Shakesperean   creation,    she    is 

tint  in  the  great  painting  of  Life  and  shaded  his  undoubtedly  the  queen  of  the  pure,  the  saintly, 

pictures  accordingly.  and  the  sweet. 

It  is  a  terrible  and  sad  thing  to  consider  the         Shakespere's  glorious  reputation  is  not  founded 

dire  results  of  distrust.      This  is  strongly  em-  on  his  universal  acceptance  with  the  students 

phasized  in  the  first  act  of  King  Lear.     Here  we  of  literature.     His  fame  and  beauty  intrinsically 

see  the  fair  Cordelia  standing  before  the  court  of  reside  in  his  own  achievements.      They  speak 

Brittany   for   judgment.      Her   impatient    and  and  prove  their  own  worth.     Though  scholars 

disbelieving  father  watches  her  with  sternness  have  disagreed  upon  many  vital  points  in  the 

and  anger,  while  her  envious  sisters  gaze  on  her  facts  of  historical  literature,  yet  on  one  fact  they 


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8  THE   VILLANOVAN 

unanimously  concur:  Shakespere  is  the  greatest  would  be  of  equal  value.     Thus  the  reputation 

playwright  genius  of  history.     Hp  has  become  a  of  Shakespere  is  obvious. 

world  classic,  overwhelming  in  poetic  thought.  In  conclusion  we  might  observe  that  every 
He  has  been  called  the  Bible  of  Human  Nature,  humanized  abstract  in  the  Shakesperean  world 
because  he  comprehended  the  psychological  in  has  its  own  different  mission  to  express.  Either 
its  entirety.  He  was  a  creative  master  that  ex-  it  stands  as  a  model  for  our  imitation,  or  em- 
celled  in  the  drawing  of  individual  character;  phasises  the  fact  that  "the  wages  of  sin  is 
a  sweet  singer  whose  voice  warbled  in  every  death."  It  is  for  us  to  watch  and  admire  from 
clime  and  nation,  bringing  cheer  to  those  that  afar  off,  for  it  is  not  fitting  that  we  should  enter 
were  oppressed  and  comfort  to  those  that  into  the  consecrated  heights  where  "none  durst 
mourned.  walk  but  he."  Let  us  then  employ  the  thoughts 
It  was  for  Ben  Jonson,  friend  and  admirer  of  of  one  that  knew  and  honored  Shakespere,  in 
Shakespere,  to  say  of  him,  those  immortal  lines: 

"Nature  herself  was  proud  of  his  designs  "What  need  my  Shakespere  for  his  honored  bones, 

And  joyed  to  wear  the  dressing  of  his  lines. '^  The  labor  of  an  age  in  piled  stones; 

The   Elizabethan,   or  Shakesperean  period,   as  Or  that  his  hallow' d  reliques  should  be  hid 

it  is  sometimes  called,  is  undoubtedly  the  great-  Under  a  starry  pointing  pyramid? 

est    period    of    English    literature,    for   it    was  Dear  son  of  memory,  great  heir  of  fame, 

"twice  blessed."     Without  the  presence  of  our  What  need'st  thou  such  dull  witness  of  thy  name? 

author  this  perfection  could  still  be  attributed  Thou,  in  our  wonder  and  astonishment, 

to  it,  and  with  his  sole  existence  as  a  poet  it  Hast  built  thyself  a  lasting  monument." 


Evening 


/  gazed  at  the  golden  sunset, 

As  it  sank  in  the  amber  bay; 
I  saw  where  the  falling  night  met 
The  end  of  the  parting  day. 

Night  stole  in  on  the  breakers. 

Day  passed  out  on  the  spray; 
So  glided  out  to  their  Maker, 
The  deeds  of  one  short  day. 

Drawing  her  curtain  around  her, 
Dark  Night  holds  sway  o'er  the  sea, 

And  only  its  ceaseless  murmur 
Reveals  its  sweet  presence  to  me. 

Thomas  B.  Austin,  '16. 


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By  James  J.  Egan,  '19 

REMEMBER  now,  under  no  circumstances  he    hurried    down    Broadway    to    the   subway 

whatever,  deliver  this  envelope  to  any  entrance. 

one  but  Mr.  Hansen  himself,  and  get  it  He  had  gone  but  a  short  distance  when  he 

to  him  by  midnight."     Promising  faithfully  that  noticed  that  he  was  passing  the  Cafe  de  Paris — 

he   would   obey   the   injunction   to   the   letter,  by  which  name  its  Irish  proprietor  sought  to 

John  Curleigh,  a  draftsman  in  the  employ  of  lend  to  his  establishment  a  savor  of  the  gay 

James  Devore,  contractor,  received  the  envelope  French  capital.      Already  a  throng  of  merry- 

from  his  employer.     It  was  addressed  as  follows:  makers  had  gathered  around  its  doors. 

Mr.  George  Hansen,  "I  suppose  I'd  better  tell  them  to  give  my 

Apartment  F,  The  Redington,  table  to  someone  else.     It's  certainly  tough  to 

2150  Valley  Avenue,  be  unable  to  use  it,  after  having  it  engaged  two 

New  York  City.  months  in  advance."      Curleigh  began  railing 

"This  contains  our  bid  for  the  erection  of  Mr.  against  fate,   but  his  mutterings  were  rudely 

Hansen's  proposed  theatre.     The  bidding  closes  interrupted  by  his  bumping  head  foremost  into 

at  midnight  of  December  31st — to-day.     If  ours  someone  leaving  the  restaurant, 

isn'tin  his  hands  before  it  closes,  we  lose  achance  "  I  beg  your  pardon,"  he  apologized  as  he  re- 

to  land  the  job,      I  trust  you  in  the  matter,  gained  his  equilibrium. 

Curleigh,  because  I  believe  I  can  rely  on  you."  "Pardon  the  deuce!     Where  in  darnation  are 

It  was  the  first  time  the  young  draftsman  had  my  glasses?" 

received  any  words  of  commendation  from  Mr.         "Why,  really,  I  haven't; " 

Devore  and  he  was  naturally  elated  over  the  fact.  "Fiddlesticks!"  cried  the  irate  old  gentleman 

"  I  thank  you,  Mr.  Devore,  and  can  guarantee  with  whom  Curleigh  had  collided.  "You 
that  the  bid  will  reach  its  destination  before  mid-  knocked  them  from  my  nose.  It's  a  wonder  you 
night,"  he  replied.  "It  is  now  ten-thirty,  wouldn't  watch  where  you  are  going." 
allowing  me  ample  time  to  reach  Mr.  Hansen's  Curleigh  was  about  to  retort  with  a  similar 
apartment  in  the  Bronx."  remark,  but  the  impulse  was  stayed  by  con- 
Placing  the  precious  missive  in  an  inner  pocket,  sideration  for  the  evident  age  and  the  present 
Curleigh  slipped  into  his  overcoat,  and,  taking  dilemma  of  the  old  man. 
his  hat  and  gloves,  left  the  ofifice.  "I'm  very  sorry,  sir.     I'll  try  to  find  them," 

As  he  emerged  from  the  building — a  large  one  and  the  younger  man  bent  down  in  the  midst  of 

in  Times  Square — the  tooting  of  horns  and  the  the   careless,   hurrying,   laughing   crowd  in  an 

clanging  of  bells  assailed  his  ears,  causing  his  effort  to  locate  the  glasses, 

mind  to  revert  to  a  certain  little  midnight  supper,  "Here  they  are!"    He  paused — for  glasses  are 

which  he  had  planned  as  a  fitting  welcome  to  the  like  eggs;  when  once  dropped  it  is  unnecessary  to 

approaching  New  Year.     It  was  to  be  in  com-  pick  them  up.     They  were  hopelessly  wrecked, 

pany  with  the  one  girl  in  the  world.  "I'll  pay  for  the  damage  I  have  caused,"  he 

"The    crowd   is   tuning   up    already.      Why  added.     Curleigh's  attempt  to  appease  the  wrath 

couldn't  the  boss  have  figured  his  bids  several  of  the  near-sighted  man  proved  futile, 

days  ago?     It's  just  my  luck.    Seems  that  some-  "Oh,  you  will,  will  you?"  that  person  thun- 

thing  like  this  turns  up  every  time  I  count  on  dered.     "Why,  a  thousand  dollars  wouldn't  pay 

having  a  dandy  time  with  Gladys.      I  bet  she  the  bill.      It  is  not  the  pecuniary  value  of  the 

felt   put  out  when  she   received   my  message,  things.      They   can   be   duplicated   at   a   very 

saying  I  couldn't  keep  the  engagement."  reasonable  cost;    but  not  to-night.      How  can 

His   thoughts  rambled    thus,    as,  with   coat-  I  go  groping  about  in  this  pushing  crowd  of 

collar  held  close  to  his  throat  and  his  hat  forced  raving  maniacs  when  I  am  not  able  to  distin- 

low  upon  his  brow  to  exclude  the  frosty  wind,  guish  objects  a  foot  from  my  nose?" 


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The  old  gentleman's  plight  was  indeed 
pitiable. 

"Why,  I  don't  know,"  haltingly  confessed 
Curleigh. 

"Of  course  you  don't.  If  you  had  sufficient 
intellect  to  know  that,  you  would  have  known 
better  than  to  go  rushing  along  with  your  head 
lowered  in  the  manner  of  a  mad  bull." 

As  he  turned  away  in  an  heroic  effort  to  press 
through  the  surging  crowd,  the  angry  man 
hurled  a  parting  shot  at  Curleigh  : 

"First,  I  can't  get  a  table;  and  then  a  blun- 
dering idiot  crashes  into  me  and  shatters  my 
glasses,  making  it  impossible  for  me  to  seek  a 
table  elsewhere.  It  would  make  St.  Peter 
swear." 

"Oh,  I  say,"  cried  Curleigh,  placing  a  detain- 
ing hand  on  the  other's  arm,  "were  you  trying 
to  secure  a  table  at  the  Cafe  de  Paris?" 

"What's  that  to  you?"  was  the  snapping 
reply. 

"Just  this;  I  have  a  table  reserved  there  for 
eleven-thirty,  but  won't  be  able  to  use  it.  Now, 
if  allowing  you  to  occupy  it  will  in  any  way 
recompense  you  for  my  carelessness,  you  are 
welcome  to  it." 

"What?"  The  expression  of  a  grouch  quickly 
vanished  from  the  old  gentleman's  face.  "Will 
it?  Well,  rather.  You  are  all  right,  sonny. 
I'm  rather  glad  you  did  crash  into  me."  He 
dealt  Curleigh  a  blow  upon  the  head  that  was 
evidently  aimed  for  his  shoulders.  "Here's  my 
card.  Any  time  I  can  return  the  favor,  com- 
mand me." 

Curleigh  took  the  bit  of  pasteboard  and 
thrust  it  into  his  pocket  as  he  readjusted  his  hat. 

"Now,"  continued  the  other,  "you  just 
arrange  for  that  table,  and  I'll  be  eternally 
grateful." 

The  pair  entered  the  cafe,  and  Curleigh  spoke 
the  words  that  made  the  old  gentleman  the 
happy  possessor  of  a  table  from  eleven-thirty  on. 
The  pacified  man  asked  to  be  led  to  a  'phone 
booth,  that  he  might  tell  the  good  news  to 
"some  one." 

Leaving  his  friend  in  the  care  of  an  attendant, 
Curleigh  bade  him  good-bye  and  hastened  away, 
his  mission  again  taking  predominance  in  his 
mind. 

The  subway  entrance  was  reached  without 


further  mishap,  and  a  ride  of  twenty  minutes 
found  him  descending  the  steps  of  a  station  in 
the  Bronx  district. 

"If  I  am  correctly  informed,  Valley  Avenue 
is  three  blocks  east,"  he  mused  as  he  turned  in 
that  direction. 

It  proved  an  easy  matter  to  locate  the  de- 
sired avenue,  and  in  due  course  he  neared  the 
Redington,  a  bachelor  apartment  house,  which 
boasted  the  most  expensive  plot  of  open  ground 
in  the  neighborhood,  being  completely  encircled 
by  a  large  lawn. 

The  biting  wintry  air  made  the  sight  of  the 
building  a  welcome  one,  and  Curleigh  lost  no 
time  in  bounding  up  the  steps.  As  he  did  so, 
the  hall  door  was  thrown  open,  and  a  uniformed 
negro  rushed  out  with  a  revolver  in  his  hand. 

Curleigh  drew  away  from  the  menace  of  the 
brandished  weapon,  but  this  precaution  was 
needless — the  holder  of  the  revolver  thrust  it 
into  the  hand  of  the  astonished  draftsman, 
hoarsely  whispering,  "He  is  in  Apartment  F. 
It's  on  the  third  floor.  Everybody  in  the  build- 
ing is  away  celebrating." 

With  this  bit  of  vague  information  the 
negro  took  to  his  heels,  beating  a  hasty  retreat 
down  the  avenue. 

For  a  moment  or  two  Curleigh  stood  looking 
at  the  revolver  he  held;  then,  regaining  his  wits, 
he  turned  to  recall  the  fleeing  negro,  only  to  find 
that  he  had  completely  vanished. 

"He's  in  Apartment  F!"  he  repeated.  "How 
could  that  fellow  know  I  called  to  see  Mr. 
Hansen — and  why  this  revolver?  Surely,  Mr. 
Hansen  isn't  so  dangerous  a  character  that  one 
need  be  armed  when  visiting  him.  By  George!" 
he  exclaimed,  at  the  conception  of  what  to  him 
seemed  a  capital  idea.  "It's  a  scheme  of  some 
competitor  to  frighten  away  all  bids  but  his  own 
until  the  time  limit  is  up.  Clever,  but  it  won't 
work  with  me." 

He  felt  highly  pleased  with  himself  at  being 
able  to  see  through  the  scheme,  so  he  boldly 
entered  the  building. 

As  the  negro  had  deserted  his  post  at  the 
elevator,  Curleigh  was  forced  to  use  the  stairs  as 
a  means  to  reach  the  desired  floor.  Although 
he  mounted  the  first  flight  with  absolute  assur- 
ance and  unconcern,  some  strange  foreboding 
took  possession  of  him  as  he  started  up  the 


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second.     He  was  careful  to  guard  his  footfalls  By  the  time  he  had  descended  several  rungs 

as  he  neared  the  landing  above,  and  maintained  the  other  had  reached  the  balcony  of  the  second 

absolute  silence  as  he  stood  before  the  door  of  floor  and  was  hurrying  toward  the  ladder  which 

Apartment  F.  would  enable  him  to  gain  the  ground.      This 

As  he  extended  one  hand  to  the  push-button,  ladder,  however,  was  suspended  upon  a  weight, 

he  unconsciously  drew  forth  the  revolver  with  and  had  to  be  placed  in  position  before  use. 

the  other;    then  he  laughed  nervously  as  he  The  fellow  had  succeeded  in  pushing  it  down 

became  aware  of  his  action.  into  place  and  was  in  the  act  of  descending  when 

"Well,  this  is  rather  perplexing,"  he  con-  Curleigh  reached  the  top  and  endeavored  to 
fessed,  and  substituted  a  peep  through  the  draw  it  up.  At  this,  the  fellow  hurriedly  re- 
keyhole  for  the  intended  pressure  upon  the  but-  traced  his  steps,  and,  upon  reaching  Curleigh 's 
ton.  The  look  revealed  nothing  but  inky  side,  lent  more  than  a  willing  hand  to  the  work, 
blackness.  In  fact,  he  completely  brushed  the  other  aside 

As  he  stood  mentally  debating  whether  or  not  in  his  labor  to  accomplish  it.     Perplexed  before, 

to  announce  his  arrival,  he  heard  steps  approach-  Curleigh  was  now  absolutely  mystified.     Unable 

ing  from  the  inside.      Then  the  knob  slowly  to  comprehend  the  other's  scheme,  he  threw 

turned,  the  door  softly  opened,  and  the  figure  his  arms  about  him,  causing  the  latter  to  re- 

of  a  man  appeared.  lease  his  hold  upon  the  ladder  to  defend  himself 

At  the  sight  of  Curleigh,  the  fellow's  eyes  against  the  attack, 

opened   wide;      they   nearly   burst   from   their  A  royal  battle  ensued.     Tripping,  the  two  fell 

sockets  when  he  perceived  the  revolver.  upon  the  floor  of  the  balcony,  and  were  only 

Like  a  flash  he  sprang  back  and  started  to  prevented  from  toppling  to  the  ground  by  a 

close   the   door.      Instantly    Curleigh   was   re-  railing, 

solved  upon  a  course  of  action.  The  attacked  man  fought  furiously,  like  some 

Casting  discretion  to  the  winds,  he  hurled  his  ferocious  animal  at  bay ;  clawing,  biting,  kicking, 
weight  against  the  door  in  a  violent  effort  to  punching.  At  times  Curleigh  would  be  upper- 
prevent  the  other  from  securing  it.                      •  most,  only  to  have  his  adversary  reverse  their 

Suddenly  the  man  on  the  inside  withdrew,  and  positions.  Finally  he  secured  a  stranglehold 
the  door  flew  open  wide,  causing  Curleigh  to  upon  the  fellow's  throat,  and  was  choking  him 
stretch  his  length  upon  the  floor.  Although  the  into  submission,  when  a  hand  was  placed  upon 
impact  of  his  fall  somewhat  stunned  him,  he  his  coat-collar,  and  Curleigh  found  himself  being 
quickly  regained  his  feet,  and  hastened  down  the  unceremoniously  jerked  to  his  feet.  The  next 
hallway  in  pursuit  of  the  fleeing  man,  only  to  instant  he  was  whirled  about  to  face — a  police- 
be  again  precipitated  headlong,  tripping  over  a  man. 

bundle  which  the  other  man  had  deserted  in  his  Curleigh's   antagonist,   relieved  of  the  pres- 

haste,  doubtless  on  account  of  its  weight.  sure  upon  his  windpipe,   jumped  to  his  feet. 

As  he  regained  his  feet  a  second  time,  Cur-  but  was  quickly  covered  by  a  second  officer,  who 

leigh  saw  the  fugitive  raising  a  window  at  the  had  mounted  the  ladder  down  which  the  escap- 

far  end  of  the  hall  and  hastily  climbing  over  the  ing  man  had  been  climbing,  and  who  doubtless 

sill.  had  been  the  cause  of  the  latter's  sudden  retreat. 

At  first  he  was  at  a  loss  to  explain  the  fellow's  The  sight  of  the  blue  uniforms  was  a  welcome 

action,  but  upon  reaching  the  window,  he  found  one  to  Curleigh. 

a  fire-escape.  "You're    just    in    time,    officers!"    he    cried. 

Even   as   Curleigh   began  mounting   the   sill  "A  more  opportune  arrival  could  not  have  been 

the  head  of  the  pursued  man  disappeared  below  planned." 

the  surface  of  the  iron  balcony.  The  addressed  men  made  no  reply,  but  merely 

"He's  going  down  the  ladder!"  panted  Cur-  exchanged  glances.     On  the  part  of  one,  there 

leigh  as  he  in  turn  leaped  out  and  hastened  to-  was  the  suspicion  of  a  wink, 

ward  the  ladder  leading  to  the  corresponding  "This  chap  is  a  burglar,"  went  on  Curleigh. 

balcony  below.  "I  found  him  in  Mr.  Hansen's  apartment.    You 


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had  better  lock  him  up."    To  this  the  policeman 
who  had  winked  replied: 

"We'll  just  do  that,"  and  placed  his  hand 
upon  Curleigh's  arm. 

"But,  I  say,"  ejaculated  that  person,  "I'm  no 
burglar.     You  don't  understand — " 

"Oh,  yes,  we  do!"  interposed  the  officer.  "We 
Tinderstand  too  well  to  let  a  couple  of  birds  like 
you  pull  off  that  old  game  on  us." 

"Old  game?"  queried  Curleigh. 

"Yes,  mighty  old.  Two  housebreakers  are 
caught  in  the  act  and  one  plays  he  is  doing  a 
capture  act  to  vindicate  himself.  Crude  work. 
You'll  have  to  use  a  better  one  than  that  to  get 
past  the  N.  Y.  force." 

"  But  listen!"  and  Curleigh  tried  to  explain  the 
situation  at  length. 

"Don't  get  excited  here,"  broke  in  the  ofhcer 
who  up  to  this  time  had  held  his  peace.  "You 
can  make  your  plea  to  the  judge  in  the  morning. 
We  can't  stand  here  freezing,  to  listen  to  that 
old,  patched-up  story." 

Without  more  ado,  the  officers  took  their 
prisoners  up  the  fire-escape  and  through  the 
open  window  of  Apartment  F,  it  being  necessary 
for  them  to  make  a  search  of  the  place  and  insure 
it  against  further  intrusion. 

"I'll  entertain  our  guests  while  you  look  about, 
Mike.  And,  say,  get  a  hustle  on — it's  almost 
midnight!" 

"Midnight!" 

Curleigh  would  not  have  jumped  higher  had 
a  current  of  electricity  been  passed  through  his 
body.  In  his  present  predicament  he  had  mo- 
mentarily forgotten  his  errand.  Uttering  a  half 
articulate  cry,  he  drew  forth  his  watch,  con- 
sulting it  to  verify  the  officer's  words.  With 
some  relief  he  noted  that  it  was  but  eleven- 
twenty.  Yet  in  his  present  plight  it  might  as 
well  have  been  midnight,  for  not  only  had  he 
failed  to  locate  Mr.  Hansen,  but  he  was  now 
under  arrest. 

"What  ails  you?"  brusquely  queried  the 
policeman. 

"Why,  I've  got  a  most  important  engagement 
before  midnight." 

"You  just  bet  you  have,"  laughed  the  officer. 
"It's  at  the  station-house." 

"But,  look  here,  this  fellow  can  tell  you  that 
I  was  in  the  act  of  capturing  him  when  you 


arrived."     Curleigh  turned  towards  his  fellow- 
prisoner.  ; 

The  man  grinned  maliciously.   , 

"Say,  pal,  the  game's  up.  Don't  squeal. 
Take  your  medicine." 

"What!"  gasped  Curleigh. 

Goaded  on  by  his  failure  to  deliver  the  bid, 
and  further  incensed  by  the  burglar's  audacity 
in  implicating  him  in  the  crime,  Curleigh  made 
a  savage  rush  upon  the  fellow.  The  second 
policeman,  hearing  the  scuffle,  hastened  to  the 
other's  aid  to  prevent  another  clash. 

"Steady  now,  young  fellow,"  he  cautioned  the 
belligerent  Curleigh.  "This  scrapping  business 
won't  help  you  any." 

"Perhaps  not,  but  just  the  same  I'd  get  a 
heap  of  satisfaction  out  of  punching  that  fellow's 
head." 

Curleigh's  attempted  assault  evidently 
caused  a  shade  of  doubt  to  enter  the  mind  of  one 
of  the  officers. 

"They  don't  act  much  like  pals,"  he  whispered 
to  his  companion.  The  words  sounded  like 
sweet  music  to  Curleigh. 

"Please,  gentlemen,  give  me  a  chance  to  ex- 
plain." 

The  policemen  exchanged  inquiring  glances. 

"Well,  go  on.  Only  hurry,"  said  one.  "We 
ought  to  have  been  back  to  the  station-house 
long  ago.  It's  over  a  half  an  hour  since  the 
sergeant  received  the  'phone  call." 

The  'phone  call! 

At  these  words  Curleigh  saw  through  the  veil 
of  mystery  that  had  enshrouded  the  mix-up. 
The  negro  attendant  had  evidently  seen  or 
heard  the  burglar  and  telephoned  to  the  precinct 
station-house;  then,  terror-stricken  as  he  was, 
he  mistook  Curleigh  for  an  officer  responding  to 
his  appeal  for  help.  This  Curleigh  hastened  to 
explain. 

"Gee!"  exclaimed  the  captured  burglar,  when 
the  draftsman  had  finished,  "I  thought  you 
were  the  fellow  who  called  the  officers." 

It  was  not  until  the  officers  had  granted 
Curleigh  his  liberty  that  the  burglar  reaHzed  it 
was  these  words  that  had  vindicated  the  drafts- 
man. 

"I  guess  that  lets  you  out,"  said  one  of  the 
officers.  "You  can't  be  a  pal  of  this  fellow  if  he 
thinks  it  was  you  who  sent  for  us.     If  you  will 


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submit  to  being  searched,  and  we  find  nothing  vestibule    "good    night"    and    advanced,    the 

suspicious  on  you,  you  will  be  at  liberty  to  go."  gentleman  giving  the  taxi-driver   a  downtowa 

"Certainly,"    acquiesced    Curleigh,    and    his  address, 
pockets  were  gone  through.     The  revolver  was  Fate  seemed  to  take  delight  in  offering  Cur- 
brought   to   light,   but  its   presence   had   been  leigh  means  of  bridging  his  difficulties,  only  to 
accounted  for  by  his  recital.     The  letter  further  sweep  them  away  as  rapidly  as  erected, 
strengthened  his  story.     The  ownership  of  his  "Pardon  me,  sir,"  he  said  to  the  gentleman 
personal     belongings    was    easily    established,  who  had  hired  the  cab,  "I'm  on  a  most  urgent 
Reaching   in    Curleigh's   overcoat   pocket,    the  mission.     Would  it  inconvenience  you  to  allow 
officer  produced  the  card  of  the  old  gentleman  me  to  accompany  you  downtown?" 
with  whom  Curleigh  had  collided  at  the  en-  "It  certainly  would,"  was  the  sharp  response, 
trance  of  the  Cafe  de  Paris.  " I'll  pay  the  charges.     Believe  me,  sir,  it  is  a 

"Well,   I  guess  your  visit  to  Mr.  Hansen's  matter  of  life  or  death."     Curleigh  exaggerated 

apartment  was  legitimate,  all  right,"  the  police-  the  truth  somewhat  in  his  anxiety  to  attain  his 

man  decided,  as  he  returned  the  card  to  Cur-  ends, 

leigh.  This  appeal  took  effect  in  the  more  kindly 

For  the  first  time  the  latter  read  it.  heart  of  the  gentleman's  companion. 

Mr.  George  Hansen,  "Oh,  Jack,  if  it  is  as  serious  as  that,  we  had 

Apartment  F,  The   Redington,  better  take  him." 

2150  Valley  Avenue,  Although  Curleigh  received  a  most  unfriendly 

New  York.  look  from  "Jack,"  he  was  accepted  as  a  passen- 

If  the  officers  had  thought  Curleigh's  actions  ger.     As  he  stepped  in  he  found  an  opportunity- 
strange  before,  they  surely  must  have  considered  to  whisper  to  the  chauffeur: 
him  almost  a  lunatic  now.     Emitting  a  yell  like  "Get  me  to  the  Cafe  de  Paris  before  midnight 
a  volcano  about  to  erupt,  he  rushed  from  the  and  I'll  give  you  an  extra  ten-spot." 
apartment  and  down  the  stairs.  The  violent   jerk  the  occupants  of   the  ma- 

His  watch  informed  him  that  the  time  was  chine  received  in  the  start  seemed  to  indicate 

eleven-thirty-five.      Perhaps  at  that  very  mo-  that  the  man  at  the  wheel  was  determined  to 

ment  Mr.  Hansen  was  seating  his  company  at  obtain  the  promised  reward,  if  possible. 

Curleigh's  table  in  the  Cafe  de  Paris.  The  suriiness  of  "Jack,"  the  nervousness  of 

Eleven-thirty-five!     Just  twenty-five  minutes  his  companion  at  the  fearful  speed  the  machine 

to  reach  Times  Square!      It  was  a  feat  impos-  maintained,   the  irritation  of  Curleigh  because 

sible  for  the  subway,  yet  he  hurried  on,  hoping  that  speed  could  not  be  doubled  or  trebled,  and 

against  hope.  the  fact  that  more  than  one  representative  of 

As  he  turned  a  corner,  his  heart  gave  a  mighty  the  law  shot  angry  glances  at  the  speeding  taxi 

bound.     Not  a  hundred  feet  away  stood  a  taxi-  need  not  be  dwelt  upon.     Suffice  it  to  say  that 

cab.      If  driven  with  an  utter  disregard  of  the  Curleigh's  companions  reached  their  destination 

speed  laws,  this  machine  might  possibly  bring  before  they  were  really  comfortably  seated  in  the 

him  to  his  destination  in  time.  vehicle.     After  they  had  made  their  exit  from 

With  this  thought  in  mind,  Curleigh  rushed  it,  the  sole  occupant  found  himself  free  to  give 

forward.     As  he  did  so,  a  lady  and  gentleman  full  vent  to  his  pent  up  feelings, 

came  down  the  steps  of  the  residence  in  front  Too  restless  to  keep  his  seat,  he  stood  clutch- 

of  which  the  taxicab  was  standing.  ing  at  the  partition  before  him,  and  shouting  at 

"Drive    me    to    the    Cafe    de    Paris,    Times  the  top  of  his  voice  to  "send  her  along." 

Square,"   shouted  Curleigh  as  he  prepared  to  As  they  neared  their  destination,  the  assem- 

enter  the  vehicle.  bled  throng  made  it  necessary  to  diminish  their 

"Sorry,  sir,  but  this  cab  is  engaged,"  replied  speed.     This  enforced  delay  cast  Curleigh  into 

the  chauffeur.  a  frenzy.     He  railed  as  the  merrymakers  hurled 

As  if  to  verify  this  statement,  the  pair  who  clouds  of  confetti  through  the  cab  window, 

had  descended  the  steps  bade  some  one  in  the  The    festivity    was    approaching    its    zenith; 


14  THE    VILLANOVAN 

a  nearby  clock  announced  that  it  lacked  but  late  vocal   exertion,    "I   represent  Mr.   James 

three  minutes  of  midnight.  Devore,  the  contractor.     Here  is  our  bid  for  the 

By   this   time  Curleigh  was  raving  for  the  erection  of  your  theatre,"  and  he  placed  the 

chauffeur  to  "run  over  the  idiots."  precious  envelope  on  the  table.                     •         " 

After  what  seemed  an  age,  they  came  within  "You  are  mistaken,  my  young  friend,"  was 

sight  of  the  Cafe.     Aware  of  the  city's  custom  of  the  reply  that  stunned  Curleigh  as  if  struck  by  a 

extinguishing  its  lights  for  a  minute  preceding  blow.     "I  am  not  Mr.  Hansen." 

the  arrival  of  the  new  year,  and  seeing  that  they  The  cafe  proprietor,  flanked  on  either  side  by 

were  still  brilliant,   he  knew  that  the  all-im-  burly    waiters,    advanced,    and    all   the    other 

portant  hour  had  not  yet  arrived.  guests  directed  their  attention  to  the  scene. 

Springing  to  the  sidewalk,  he  called  to  the  Curleigh's  face  blanched  as  he  gulped:    "But 

chauffeur  to  wait,  and  rushed  into  the  Cafe,  this  card?     You  gave  it  to  me  when  I  secured 

striking  against  people  right  and  left.      There  this  table  for  you." 

was  one  thing  in  his  favor:  he  knew  the  location  The  old  gentleman  took  the  card  and,  holding 

of  the  party  he  sought  and  would  not  need  to  it  close  to  his  eyes,  managed  to  read  the  name  on 

institute  a  search  for  the  table.  it. 

Pushing  his  way  forward,  he  wrought  havoc  "Well,    that's   one   on   me,"    he   exclaimed, 

among  those  he  encountered.  «  Yq^  ggg^  j  ^^d  no  glasses  when  I  gave  you  that. 

Here  wine  was  spilled,  there  a  roasted  turkey  j^  -^  ^^^  ^^  ^^^^^  ^^^  ^^^^  ^^  ^^  ^^^^^  ^^^^ 

seemed  to  come  to  life  again  and  was  seen  to  t          ^  ,            ,, 

-                       ,     ,         f       .  ,  1                 1  I  must  have — 

flutter  upon  the  lap  of  a  richly  gowned  woman;  ^     ,  .  ,     ,.  ,               ■    r      r      ^ 

1^^,.,,                                 ^^u^j  Curleigh  did  not  wait  tor  further  explanation 

but  Curleigh  s  passage  was  not  to  be  stayed.  **                                                    ^ 

Leaving  in  his  wake  a  score  of  angry  people,  he  "t^^  ^^'"^  gentleman  opposite  had  been  desig- 

finally  reached  the  table  at  which  sat  the  old  "^ted  as  the  true  Mr.  Hansen.     With  one  bound 

gentleman  with  whom  he  had  collided  early  in  he  was  at  that  person's  side,  thrusting  the  envel- 

the  evening,  in  company  with  another  man.  ope  into  his  hands. 

"Mr.  Hansen,"  he  panted,  hoarse  from  his  And  then  the  lights  went  out. 

The  Blank  Parchment 

(A  Serial  Story) 

By  John  F.  Burns,  '17 

CHAPTER  I  from  different  parts  of  the  hall,  cries  of  "Speech! 

"The  Poet  Nods"  Speech!"  resounded.      But  all  to  no  purpose. 

RAY!  Ray!  Ray!  Newville!  Newville!  New-  Strange   to  say,   the   usually  vivacious   Frank 

ville!     The  first  game  of  the  season  was  could  not  be  prevailed  upon  to  take  the  chair, 

over  and   Fordhaven  had  met  defeat.  "I  wonder  what's   getting  into  that  fellow," 

The    Newville    students,    headed    by    Charlie  said   Charlie   Madden   to   a  neighbor.      "He's 

Madden,  invaded  the  diamond,  and  raising  the  become  very  quiet  lately." 

successful  pitcher  on  their  shoulders,  carried  him  when   supper  was   over,    Charlie,    who  was 

in  triumphant  procession  to  the  gym.     But  for  Frank's  roommate,  sought  him  in  the  "room," 

some  reason,  Frank  Masterson,  who  was  the  ob-  -^  ^^^^^  ^^  ^^^^  ^^^^  ^^^   ^^^^       ^^   ^^^^^ 

iect  of  this  popular  demonstration,  did  not  seem  .  .               ,       ,  •     ,    , 

,,,,.,           .     ,                ,  him  seated  at  his  desk,  gomg  over  some  papers, 
very  much  elated  thereby.      And  even  when. 


in   the   dressing-room,    the   hearty   congratula- 


when  he  entered. 


tions  of  the  coach  were  showered  upon  him,  he  "Great  game,  wasn't  it,  old  boy?"  he  said, 

took  it  all  philosophically,  dressed  quickly  and  sitting  down.     "  I  guess  your  old  form  is  coming 

quietly,  and  made  his  way  to  the  dining-room,  back  again,  all  right." 

A  rousing  cheer  greeted  his  entrance  there,  and  "I  guess  it  is,"  was  the  laconic  reply  he  re- 


THE   VILLANOVAN  X                            15 

ceived  from  Frank  as  the  latter  carefully  laid  It  won't  do  you  any  good,  anyhow.     Just  make 

aside  an  old,  time-worn  envefope.           "^  the  best  of  it,  and  things'll  turn  out  right  some 

"Say,"  asked  Charlie,  "why  are  you  keeping  way  or  other." 

that  thing  so  long?"  But  in  his  heart  Charlie  felt  differently  and 

"That's   about   the   hundredth   time   you've  greatly  feared  for  the  loss  of  his  roommate  and 

asked  me  the  same  question,"  replied  Frank,  his  dearest  friend.     A  long  time  had  passed  in 

"and  I  suppose  my  hundredth  answer  must  be  silence,  when,  in  order  to  divert  Frank's  mind  to 

the  same  as  the  first — just  because."  other  and  pleasanter  thoughts,  Charlie  changed 

"But  what  good  is  it?"  persisted  his  friend,  the  subject. 

"There's  no  writing  on  it."  "Say,  Frank,"  he  began,  "I  got  a  letter  from 

"I  know  there  isn't,"  replied  Frank,  drawing  home  this  morning." 

from  the  envelope  a  piece  of  blank  parchment,  "Did  you?"  replied  the  latter  eagerly.     "How 

yellow  with  age.      "But  it  was  found  on  my  are  your  mother  and  sister?" 

clothes  the  time  I  was  picked  up  on  the  streets.  "All  right,  as  usual."      Charlie  then  waited 

You  can't  tell  what  may  come  of  it  some  day.  for  what  he  knew  would  be  the  next  inquiry,  and 

So  I'm  going  to  keep  it."  sure  enough  it  came. 

After  that  he  lapsed  into  a  long  silence,  staring  "Did  they  say  anything  about  Bessie  Pear- 

abstractedly  at  the  parchment  as  it  lay  among  son?' 

the  other  papers  on  his  desk.     In  the  meantime  "No,  they  didn't,"  replied  Charlie,  his  eyes 

Charlie  was  regarding  him  with  a  puzzled  look,  twinkling. 

His  friend  had  never  acted  in  this  strange  man-  "Well,   they  should   have,"   and  once  more 

ner  before.      There  must  be  something  on  his  Frank  lapsed  into  silence, 

mind,  he  thought,  and  he  determined  to  find  it  After  a  while,  Charlie  tried  another  topic, 

out.  "Gee,"  he  said,  "mother'll  feel  great  on  com- 

"Say,"  he  began,  "what's  the  trouble  with  mencement  day!     You'd  think  this  graduation 

you  lately?      I  remember  the  time  when  you  business  was  something,  the  way  she  fusses  about 

couldn't  keep  still,  but  the  last  few  days  you  it.     Why,  she's  got  my  cap  and  gown  ordered 

haven't  been  saying  a  thing.     I  can't  see  what's  already.     I  can't  see  a  whole  lot  myself  in  the 

making  you  so  glum  now,  with  a  good  season  graduation.      But,    believe    me,    for   her   sake, 

before  you,  your  case  on  Bessie  Pearson  getting  the  day  is  going  to  be  a  happy  one." 

better  every  day,  graduation  coming  in  June — "  Here  Frank  broke  in: 

"That's  just  it,  Charlie,"  interrupted  Frank;  "Charlie,  I'd  give  my  right  hand  to  be  able 

^'I'm  afraid  there  won't  be  any  graduation  for  to  say  that.     You  see,  I  haven't  any  mother, 

me."  and  I've  often  wondered  how  it  feels  to  have  one. 

"No   graduation!"    exclaimed    the    surprised  It's  not  much  of  a  life,  this  being  alone  in  the 

Charlie.      "Why,  what's  the  matter?"  world  with  no  one  who  really  cares  whether  you 

Frank  hesitated  a  moment,  then  bluntly  re-  get  along  or  not." 

.plied:   "  I  can't  pay  my  bills.     That's  what's  the  He  stopped  here  to  swallow  something  that 

matter."                                                                   .  rose  in  his  throat,  and  then  went  on : 

"Can't  pay  your  bills!"  rejoined  his  room-  "Do  you  know,  Charlie,  I  often  sit  down,  and 

mate.      "Why  not?"  hear  you   and   the  others  talking  about  their 

"Because  that  money  I  was  telling  you  about  mothers  and  sisters — how  they  are  going  to  be  at 

the  first  time  you  saw  this  parchment,  is  almost  graduation,  and  so  on.     And  I  can't  help  think- 

gone."  ing  that  on  graduation  day,  or  any  other  day 

Charlie  was  silent  for  a  minute.     Then,  look-  that  means  the  attainment  of  something  worth 

ing  at  the  calendar,  he  spoke :  while, — I    cannot   help   thinking   that   for   me, 

"Let  me  see,  you  have  six  weeks  before  any  on  such  a  day,  no  mother  will  be  there  with  open 

action  will  be  taken  on  this,  haven't  you?"  arms;   no  sister,  no  brother,  no  one  at  all  who 

"Yes,  but — "  will  care  about  the  results  of  my  work.     And, 

"Well,  then,  don't  worry  until  the  time  comes.  Charlie,  when  there's  no  one  who  cares,  there's 


16                                                    THE   VILLANOVAN  ^^^^^^^^^  ;                         "^^^ 

mighty  little  pleasure  in  working.     Don't  think  And  he  was  just  in  time  to  dodge  a  dictionary, 

Fm  a  baby,  talking  like  this,  only  let  me  tell  you  which,  going  out  the  door,  narrowly  missed  ^. 

that  you  don't  know  what  it  is,  not  to  have  a  passing  student, 

mother.    You  may  think  you  do,  but  you  don't."  "Gee!"  said  Eddie,  "I  didn't  mean  that  for 

Charlie  took  it  all  in,  and  it  made  him  think.  Grimes.     In  a  way,  though,  I  wish  it  had  hit  him. 

"It's  pretty  hard,  I  guess,  Frank,"  he  said.  He  threw  a  pail  of  water  on  a  little  fellow  who 
in  a  tone  of  sympathy.  "  I  wish  you  could  be  my  was  standing  near  the  pie-shop  window  yes- 
brother.   'Then  you'd  have  a  mother,  and  a  good  terday." 

one,  too.     Anyhow,  you're  just  like  a  brother.  In  the  meantime,  Charlie   had  made  excuses 

and  Mother  likes  you  almost  as  much  as  me."  to  Grimes  and  cautiously  re-entered  with  the 

But  Frank  did  not  answer,  and  the  two  boys  book  poised  in  case  of  emergency, 

fell  once  more  into  one  of  those  silent  pauses  that  "Well,  how  about  that  poem  I  came  after?" 

are  characteristic  of  the  true  conversation,  and  Eddie  was  saying  as  Charlie  came  in. 

which  mark  the  intercourse  not  only  of  mind  and  "You  write  it  for  him,  Frank,"  said  the  latter, 

tongue,  but  of  heart  and  heart.  laying  down  the  book.      "Just  say  what  you 

Their  thoughts  were  interrupted  by  the  sound  were  telling  me  a  little  while  ago  about  not  hav- 

of  quick,  noisy  footsteps  approaching  the  door,  ing  a  mother,  only  put  it  in  rhyme.     Come  on," 

and  a  simultaneous  knocking  and  opening  of  the  he  continued,  as  Frank  remained  silent.     "What 

same.    A  tall,  jovial-faced  young  man  stood  for  a  do  you  say?" 

moment  in  the  doorway,  then  made  one  leap  "Well,"  was  the  slow  reply,  " I  guess  it  won't 

and  landed  in  Charlie's  bed.     This  very  unusual  hurt  to  try,  anyhow." 

method  of  announcing  himself,  however,  must  "Good!"  said  Eddie,  and  purposing  to  make 

have  been  very  usual  to  Eddie  Pearson,  for  the  a  note  of  the  fact,  he  reached  for  a  piece  of  paper 

two  friends  displayed  no  surprise,  and  neither  by  on  Frank's  desk.      But  som.ehow  he  happened 

word  or  attitude  showed  that  their  solemn  mood  to  pick  up  the  very  sheet  that  Frank  had  been 

had  been  ruffled  by  this  sudden  eruption  of  the  saving  so  long. 

college  magazine  editor.     The  latter  indeed  was  "Hey!"   cried  the  latter,   "don't  take  that, 

not   long   in   noticing   the  meditative   air   and  Use  some  other  piece." 

serious  countenances  of  his  two  friends.      So  Eddie  looked  up  in  surprise,  stared  at  Frank, 

he  quickly  rose  from  the  bed,  his  countenance  and  then  burst  out: 

expressive  of  friendly  concern.  "Well,  this  beats  the  Dutch!     That's  all  I 

"Say,"     he     began,     "what's     the     matter?  have  to  say.     First  I  come  in  here  and  find — 

There  must  be  something  wrong.      Gee!    I'm  what?      No   smokes — no   noise.      Well,    that's 

sorry  I  came  in  that  way."  bad  enough,  but  can  you  beat  it?  we're  holding 

"Oh,  that's  all  right,"  said  Charlie,  with  a  meditations    in    our    room    now — real    medita- 

wink  at  Frank.      "We  were  just  talking  about  tions;    we  look  serious  and  everything.      Reg- 

your  magazine."  ular  monks'  style.     Yes,  sir!   And  we've  joined 

"Yes,  you  were!"  broke  in  Eddie,  and  added,  the  'Save  The  Pieces  League'  too.  Can't  even 
"Well,  whatever  it  was,  you've  saved  me  the  let  a  scrap  of  paper  go  to  waste  now.  Some- 
trouble  of  introducing  the  magazine  question,  thing's  going  to  happen,  or  I'll  eat  my  shirt." 
for  that's  just  exactly  what  I  came  here  to  talk  "Why,"  said  Frank,  surprised,  "didn't  I  ever 
about.  You  see,  I  need  another  poem,  and  tell  you  about  that  piece  of  parchment,  Eddie?" 
I  thought  one  of  you  fellows  might  oblige  me."  "No,  you  didn't,"  he  replied.      "I  suppose 

"Oh,  you  did!"  said   Charlie.      "Well,  this  we'll  have  another  wonder  now.      Keep  it  up, 

lets  me  out,"  he  added,  going  to  the  door.  old  boy,  and  we'll  soon  have  enough  to  rival 

"H'm,"  grunted  Eddie,  while  Frank  laughed,  the  world's  seven, — that  is,"  he  added,  "if  we 

"  I  suppose  you'll  want  that  put  in  the  'Splinter'  haven't  done  so  already  by  this  night's  doings." 

column."  "Well,  then,"  said  Frank,  "I'll  tell  you  now." 

"What?     The  door?"    asked  Charlie  with  a  And  he  began: 

grin.  "When  I   was  very  young,   I  became  sepa- 


THE   VILLANOVAN  •        17 

rated  from  my  parents  (I  know  not  why,  or  are,  with  a  mother  and  sister.     It's  a  strange 

how),  and  was  in  the  care  of  a  guardian.     One  world,  all  right.     Some  people  have  everything, 

day  my  guardian  disappeared,  leaving  me  with  and    they    don't   seem   to   appreciate    it — and 

that  parchment  and  also  a  fairly  large  sum  of  others    have   nothing!      Well,"    he    continued, 

money  on  my  person.     Well,  in  this  condition  I  after  thinking  for  a  long  time  of  the  things 

was  found  in  the  streets  of  Boston  by  some  that  might  have  been,  "  I  suppose  I  ought  to  be 

nuns,  who  took  me  to  a  school,  where,  for  my  thankful  for  what  I  have  got,  anyhow — a  few 

education,  I  paid  a  small  yearly  amount.    When  friends,  and  a  chance  for  an  education ;  although 

I  left  them  eight  years  ago  in  order  to  begin  now  the  last  seems  to  be  slipping  away  too." 

high  school  here,   they  handed  me  this  parch-  And  he  slid  away  down  in  his  chair,  his  arms 

ment,  saying  that  it  was  all,  beside  the  money,  folded  and  his  head  bent  on  his  chest.     For  a 

that  was  on  my  person  when  I  was  found.     So,  long   time   he   kept  the   same   posture,   as   he 

you  see,  I  naturally  have  a  sort  of  reverence  thought  over  his  lot.     And  the  lonesome  feeling 

for  it,  even  though  it  may  not  be  worth  anything,  became    ever    more    oppressive.      Then,    sum- 

You  don't  blame  me  now  for  keeping  it,  do  you?"  marizing  his  thoughts,  as  it  were,  he  mused  half 

he  added.  aloud. 

"No,  I  don't,"  replied  the  wondering  Eddie.  "What  are  all  the  friends,  and  all  the  education 

"Let's  see  it."  in  the  world,  compared  to  a  mother?     Nobody 

Frank  handed  the  parchment  to  Eddie,  who  else  ever  really  cares  for  you.     Nobody  else  ever 

began  a  close  scrutiny  of  it.     All  at  once,  how-  thinks  much  of  you  except  when  you're  on  top. 

ever,  he  stopped.  Nobody  else's  feelings  of  pride  in  what  you  do, 

"Say,  by  the  way,"  he  broke  out,    "I   saw  mean  anything." 

Grimes  in  here  this  morning,  and,  come  to  think  And  then,  soft  and  low,  he  whispered  the  one 

of  it,  he  was  fussing  with  this  very  piece  of  paper:  word  "mother,"  hoping  to  create  within  himself 

holding  it  up  to  the  light,  rubbing  his  fingers  the  feelings  aroused  by  that  word  in  the  heart  of 

over  it,  and  so  on.     I  thought  he'd  eat  it  before  a  child.     But  all  in  vain.     No  answering  throb 

he  got  through."  of    the   heart   responded — no    thrill,    either    of 

But  the  impulsive  Charlie  interrupted  him.  pleasure  or  of  sorrow,  was  there.     All  he  felt 

"Grimes,   you  say!    What  right  had   he   in  at  the  mention  of  that  sweet  name  was  not 

here?"  pleasure,  not  even  sorrow,  but  only  a  return  of 

Then,  with  even  a  touch  of  sympathy,   he  that  indefinable  loneliness.      It  was  the  loss  of 

added,  "  I  feel  sorry  for  that  fellow,  the  way  he's  a  parent's  love  that  caused  these  pangs  of  lonely 

disliked.      Still,  it's  his  own  fault.      His  ways  isolation.     All  this  he  knew.     But  still,  he  could 

are  so 'untaking' in  some  things."  not  really  grieve  for  its  absence — for  no  one 

"And,"  said  Frank,  "in  regard  to  others,  they  mourns  for  what  he  never  knew, 

are  very 'taking.'     Are  you  sure  there's  nothing  Poor  Frank!     He  did  not  have  even  the  relief 

missing,  Charlie?  of  sorrow  at  the  loss  of  his  parents.     Loneliness 

"Not  that  I  know  of."  loneliness — loneliness — this    was    all    that    was 

"Nothing  missing,  you  say!"  exclaimed  Eddie,  left  to  him.     When,  therefore,  he  found  himself 

"Nothing  missing  and  Grimes  been  in  here  by  still  cold  and  unmoved,  he  continued  his  musings, 

himself?     One  more  wonder  pitted  against  the  "Well,  I  haven't  any  mother,  so  that  ends  it. 

world's  seven!"  All  the  complaining  in  the  world  won't  help  me, 

At  that  moment,  a  bell  sounded,  and  Charlie  so  here  goes  for  that  poem." 

and    Eddie,    who  were   classicals,   went   down-  But  his  heart  was  lonesome,  and  pretty  soon, 

stairs  to  a  society  meeting.     Scarcely  had  they  with  a  sob  of  bitterness,  his  head  dropped  into 

left,   however,  when  Frank's  lonesomeness  re-  the  crook  of  his  arm  which  now  rested  on  the 

turned.  desk.      All   alone  in  the  world — this  was  the 

"Those  two  are  happy,"  he  said,  soliloquizing  feeling  that  oppressed  him,  and   he  was  mis- 

to  himself.     "And  I — I  don't  even  know  my  own  erable.     Finally,  however,  he  sat  up,  reached  for 

father,  not  to  speak  of  being  blessed,  like  they  a  piece  of  paper,  and  began  his  poem. 


,V  <■•- flpi3T-'>r:6T»q?^rtJFr,7'"'T'.V''^    .  ,   .''^"  ■  ,    ;■■ 


18  THE   VILLANOVAN 

He    was  halfway  down  the  page  when,    all  even  think.     Then,  with  a  rush,  a  multitude  of 

at  once,  he  stopped  short.  questions  thronged  his  wondering  brain. 

"By  gosh!"  he  said  aloud.     "I've  written  it  "Who  could  the  intruder  be?     How  did  he 

on  that  piece  of  paper  I've  been  saving  all  these  get  into  the  room?    What  did  he  want  with  that 

years!      It's  all  marked  over  and  crossed  out  paper?" 

too."  Finally,    recovering    himself    still    more,    he 

And  he  was  gazing  at  it  ruefully,  when,  with-  sprang  up  and  was  out  in  the  corridor  just  in 

out  the  slightest  warning,  a  hand  reached  over  time  to  see  his  unbidden  visitor  turning  a  comer 

his  shoulder,  and  the  paper  was  snatched  from  at  the  end  of  the  hall. 

his    grasp.      Frank   was   dumbfounded.      The  "Stewart  Grimes!"  he  exclaimed  to  himself, 

unexpectedness   and    suddenness    of   the    hap-  And   with  a  bound  he  was   after   the  fleeing 

pening  threw  him  into  a  daze.     He  could  not  student, 

move — nay,  for  a  moment  or  two,  could  not  {To  be  continued) 

Railway   Electrification 

Joseph  A.  O'Leary,  '18 

IN  the  extensive  field  of  operations  which  is  railroad  men  is  shown  in  the  recently  announced 

open  to  the  electrical  engineer,  there  is  determination    of    several    important    railways 

probably  no  one  branch  which  provides  a  to  extend  their  present  electrifications  consid- 

wider  range  of  possibilities  and  a  better  chance  erably  and  that  of  several  other  roads  who  are 

of  service  than  that  of  railway  electrification,  just  taking  up  the  work. 

Comparatively  speaking,  this  is  a  new  industry.  It  is  interesting  to  study  the  development  of 
and  it  is  certain  to  take  big  strides  in  the  near  electric  railway  building  and  the  more  modern 
future.  Only  a  very  small  percentage  of  the  ideas  of  electrification  which  have  resulted, 
total  railway  mileage  of  this  country  is  elec-  From  this  study  we  can  clearly  discern  what 
trically  operated  and,  with  the  cost  of  main-  the  future  holds  in  store  for  this  important 
tenance  increasing  daily,  the  railway  operators  branch  of  the  electrical  world, 
are  turning  to  every  possible  chance  whereby  What  may  be  considered  the  beginning  of  the 
economy  may  be  effected.  electric  railway  industry  in  this  country,  was 
There  has  never  been  any  argument  as  to  the  the  construction  of  the  Hampden  Branch  of  the 
economical  feature  of  electrical  operation,  the  Baltimore  Union  Passenger  Railway  in  the  year 
one  deterring  factor  being  the  big  initial  ex-  1885  by  Leo  Daft,  a  prominent  engineer  of  that 
penditure  which  is  required  for  the  conversion  time.  This  line  was  operated  quite  regularly 
of  the  steam  lines.  A  strong  argument  in  favor  and  was  considered  fairly  successful.  Daft, 
of  electrification  is  the  fact  that  it  enables  us  to  encouraged  by  his  success,  then  undertook  the 
make  use  of  and  to  find  a  ready  market  for  the  equipment  of  a  two-mile  section  of  the  9th 
great  amount  of  water  power  which  is  going  Avenue  elevated  line  in  New  York  City.  Here^ 
to  waste  daily.  Franklin  K.  Lane,  Secretary  of  during  the  latter  part  of  1885,  he  operated  an 
the  Interior,  stated  in  a  recent  report  that  an  electric  locomotive  called  the  "  Benjamin  Frank- 
amount  of  hydro-electric  energy  was  running  lin,"  which  was  able  at  times  to  make  a  speed  of 
to  waste  in  this  country  equal  to  the  daily  labor  twenty-five  miles  per  hour,  considered  at  that 
of  1,800,000,000  men  or  thirty  times  our  adult  time  quite  remarkable.  The  success  of  this  line 
population.  This  is  an  amount  which  is  beyond  impressed  the  capitalists  of  New  York,  then  as 
the  imagination,  yet  we  can  easily  appreciate  to-day  the  financial  centre  of  the  country,  and 
what  the  utilization  of  only  a  small  part  of  this  they  were  encouraged  to  give  the  financial 
would  mean  and  what  a  big  aid  it  would  be  in  backing  which  was  required  for  the  big  ad- 
the  serious  problem  of  coal  conservation.  vances  which  the  work  made  in  the  following 
That  these  facts  are  having  an  influence  upon  years. 


THE   VI  LLANO  VAN  «  _  1^ 


The  first  electric  railway  enterprise  of  any  The  progress  made  in  the  United  States  soon 

considerable  size  was  undertaken  in  the  year  commanded  the  attention  of  the  whole  world 

1887  at  Richmond,  Va.,  under  the  direction  of  and  work  was  begun  along  the  same  lines  in 

Frank  J.  Sprague,  who  previous  to  that  time  England,  Germany  and  Italy,  where  numerous 

was  associated  with  Thbynas  Edison  and  who  is  experimenters  had  long  been  occupied  with  the 

at   present   a  well-known   consulting   engineer  problem.     It  was  not,  however,  until  some  years 

in  New  York.      Both     Edison    and    Sprague  later  that  there  was  any  general  adoption  of  the 

had      followed     the     electrification      develop-  electric  railway  by  the  more  conservative  coun- 

ments     with     intense    interest    both     experi-  tries.     It  might  be  noted  here  also  that  the  first 

mentally  and    practically.      Mr.    Sprague  had  important  lines  in  both  Germany  and  Italy  were 

formed    a    company    for    the    undertaking   of  constructed  by  American  engineers  under  the 

this    work    and    was    well    qualified    to    act  supervision  of  Mr.  Sprague. 

as    its    director.     Prophecies    of  failure    were  Soon  after  the  use  of  electricity  for  single  cars 

numerous   and    the   discouragements    met   by  had  proved  to  be  so  successful,  operations  on  a 

Mr.  Sprague  and  the  other  directors  were  at  heavier  scale  were  naturally  undertaken,   and 

times  sufficient  to  discourage  almost  anyone,  as  early  as  1890  a  line  of  considerable  length  was 

Here,    however,    perseverance   had   its   reward  opened  in  England,   on  which   the  cars  were 

and  although  innumerable  difficulties  had  to  be  drawn  by  electric  locomotives,  which  had  the 

overcome,  the  road  was  finally  made  a  success,  armatures  mounted  directly  on  the  axles  of  the 

although  at  a  great  financial  loss  to  the  builders,  drivers.     But  in  the  main,  electric  locomotives 

The  cars  used  on  this  line  were  very  small  and  were  generally  adopted  because  of  the  develop- 
were  driven  by  two  motors,  each  of  six  horse-  ment  of  the  multiple  unit  system.  This  system 
power,  which  is  insignificant  in  comparison  with  permitted  a  number  of  cars  to  be  run  together^ 
present-day  traction.  The  whole  line,  on  which  each  having  its  individual  driving  motor,  but  by 
thirty  cars  were  operated  at  one  time,  required  means  of  couplings  all  under  the  control  of  the 
an  output  at  the  central  power  station  of  only  motorman  in  the  foremost  car,  although,  if  de- 
between  300  and  400  K.  W.  Experience  gained  sired,  the  controlling  point  could  be  put  at  any 
in  the  operation  of  this  road  resulted  in  the  in-  other  place.  This  method  gives  a  train  of  any 
stallation  of  many  characteristic  features  which  length  all  of  the  characteristics  of  a  single  car 
are  in  general  use  today.  Among  these  may  be  and  at  the  same  time  gives  every  ease  of  opera- 
mentioned  the  main  and  the  working  conductors  tion  which  is  demanded  by  the  hardest  con- 
and  feeders  with  bonded  rails  and  earth  return;  ditions  of  service.  In  this  way  trains  might  be 
the  universal  movement,  that  is,  the  reversible  made  up  of  any  desired  length,  and,  if  necessary, 
trolley  in  the  centre  of  the  car,  which  solved  the  trailers  could  be  put  in  during  the  rush  hours  to 
problem  of  allowing  a  car  to  turn  a  corner  with-  take  care  of  the  added  burden, 
out  having  the  pole  fly  off;  and  the  double  end  This  multiple  unit  system  was  another  inven- 
control,  which  permitted  the  car  to  be  operated  tion  of  Mr.  Sprague,  who  demonstrated  its 
from   either  end.  practicability    and    complete    simplicity    in    an 

The  final  success  of  this  road  at  Richmond,  the  extensive  series  of  tests  which  were  conducted 

rapid   equipment  of  a   number  of  others  and  by  the  General  Electrical  Co.  at  Schenectady, 

especially   the   adoption   of  electricity   by   the  N.  Y.      Its  adoption  was  not  immediate,  as  it 

West  End  Railway  of  Boston,  were  followed  by  was  opposed  by  many  prominent  engineers  of 

a  period  of  extraordinary  activity  in  commercial  that  time,  but  its  many  advantages  could  not  be 

and  technical  developments,  which  resulted  in  denied  and  it  was  ultimately  awarded  the  prom- 

the  subsequent  unparalleled  growth  of  the  in-  inence  which  it  fully  deserved.      The  original 

dustry.      In    this   development   Mr.   Whitney,  controller  designed  for  this  system  was  rather 

the  president  of  the  West  End  Railway,  played  a  complicated    in    detail,    but  its  principles    are 

prominent  part  and  to  him  must  be  awarded  fundamental  and  are  in  use  at  the  present  day. 

the  credit  for  beginning  the  modern  consolida-  The  progress  of  this  industry  was  so  rapid  that 

tion  of  street  railways.  by  the  year  1900,  there  was  scarcely  a  town  of 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


any  size  in  the  United  States  which  did  not  have 
its  own  street  car  line.  Nor  was  this  advance- 
ment limited  to  the  cities  themselves,  for  in- 
terurban  lines  sprang  up  almost  like  mushrooms 
and  now  occupy  an  important  part  in  our  sys- 
tem of  transportation.  They  carry  freight  and 
mail  as  well  as  passengers,  and  are  proving  a  big 
success  in  many  places  where  a  steam  line  would 
be  totally  impracticable. 

Following  a  very  serious  accident  in  one  of  the 
yard  terminals  of  the  New  York  Central  Rail- 
road, some  years  ago,  the  company  officials  de- 
cided to  adopt  electricity  as  the  means  of  moving 
their  trains  about  the  terminals  in  New  York 
City  and  for  some  distance  outside.  This  was 
the  first  important  step  taken  in  Main  Line 
electrification.  The  voltage  used  was  600  d.  c, 
now  considered  quite  low,  but  higher  voltages 
had  not  been  found  practicable  at  that  time. 
The  extension  of  the  line  was,  however,  re- 
stricted by  the  great  amount  of  copper  which 
would  be  necessary  at  that  voltage.  The 
armatures  of  the  motors  were  mounted  directly 
on  the  axles  of  the  locomotives,  as  was  then  cus- 
tomary. They  had  a  rather  unique  method  of 
speed  control,  the  field  flux  being  varied  by 
moving  the  poles  up  and  down  with  respect  to 
the  armature,  but,  except  for  this  feature, 
there  were  no  other  changes  from  what  were 
considered  the  standard  models. 

The  example  set  by  the  New  York  Central  was 
quickly  followed  by  many  other  lines,  the  Penn- 
sylvania Railroad  also  adopting  direct  current 
at  600  volts  for  its  New  York  terminal  service. 
Both  are  still  in  use  and  operating  admirably. 
The  Pennsylvania  adopted  a  different  type  of 
locomotive,  however,  the  motors  being  mounted 
well  above  the  wheels  and  being  connected  to 
the  drivers  by  means  of  a  jackshaft. 

Up  to  this  time  alternating  current  was  not 
given  much  consideration  in  railway  operation, 
but  many  engineers  began  to  advocate  its  use, 
claiming  that  it  could  be  transmitted  at  a  higher 
potential  than  direct  current,  thereby  saving 
enormously  in  copper,  and  also  claiming  many 
other  advantages  not  possessed  by  direct  cur- 
rent. This  was  the  beginning  of  a  discussion 
which  is  still  going  on  to-day  as  to  the  relative 
merits  of  the  alternating  and  direct  current 
systems    of    transmission.       It   is   being   given 


special  prominence  by  all  engineering  societies, 
but  there  still  seems  to  be  a  division  of  senti- 
ment which  is  as  hopeless  as  ever  and  which 
offers  but  little  prospect  of  a  settlement  of  dif- 
ferences in  the  near  future. 

The  New  York,  New  Haven  and  Hartford 
Railroad  was  the  pioneer  in  the  use  of  alternating 
current  transmission,  using  11,000  volts  at  a 
frequency  of  25  cycles.  This  being  the  first  line 
of  its  kind,  many  difficulties  had  to  be  met  in  its 
construction,  but  these  were  overcome  one  by 
one  and  to-day  the  line  is  giving  splendid  service. 
The  locomotives  of  the  New  Haven  Road  had  to 
be  designed  so  as  to  run  on  either  alternating 
or  direct  current,  as  they  used  the  New  York 
Central  tracks  and  terminals  in  New  York  City, 
which  were  employing  600  volts  d.  c.  On  the 
New  Haven  lines  the  current  was  taken  in  at 
11,000  volts  and  stepped  down  to  the  proper 
voltage  through  transformers  which  were  on 
every  locomotive.  On  the  New  York  Central 
tracks  it  was  taken  in  directly  to  the  motors  at 
600  volts.  Another  feature  of  this  line  was  the 
dual  system  of  contact  made  necessary  because 
the  New  Haven  used  overhead  transmission 
as  against  the  third  rail  of  the  New  York  Central, 

Both  of  these  systems  have  their  merits.  The 
third  rail  works  best  on  lines  using  a  low  voltage, 
and  on  subway  and  interurban  lines.  The  over- 
head system  is  used  to  best  advantage  on  trunk 
lines  or  lines  of  any  length. 

The  stock  of  the  high  tension  single  phase 
advocates  advanced  considerably  when  the 
Pennsylvania  Railroad  decided  to  use  that  sys- 
tem in  the  electrification  of  the  Philadelphia- 
Paoli  division.  The  Pennsylvania  has  always 
been  looked  upon  as  being  in  the  forefront  of 
progress  and  the  fact  that  they  shifted  from 
the  use  of  direct  to  alternating  current  is 
regarded  as  a  big  victory  for  the  advocates 
of  the  latter.  This  line  has  been  in  operation 
for  about  a  year  and  a  half,  and  is  giving  very 
satisfactory  service,  though  several  changes 
of  minor  importance  have  been  made  in  the 
equipment.  The  satisfaction  that  this  line 
has  given  is  reflected  in  the  consequent  elec- 
trification of  the  Chestnut  Hill  Branch, 
which  is  now  nearing  completion,  and  the  an- 
nouncement that  a  section  of  the  main  line  be- 


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THE   VILLANOVAN  21 

tween  Pittsburgh  and  Altoona  is  soon  to  be  transmitted  back  to  the  lines  by  running  the 

equipped  in  the  same  manner.  motors  as  generators,  and  thus  the  power  which 

The  Norfolk  and  Western  was  another  line  was  formerly  wasted  can  be  used  to  haul  other 

to  adopt  alternating  current  in  their  electrifi-  trains  up  the  grades.     This  brings  about  a  big 

cation  through  the  coal  fields  of  West  Virginia,  saving  in  power  and,  what  is  equally  important, 

but  they  supply  their  power  at  three  phase  in-  it  prevents  the  wear  and  tear  on  the  rolling 

stead  of  single  phase.     This  line  was  designed  stock,    which   hitherto   had   always   been   very 

almost  exclusively   for  freight,  coal  being  the  great.     This  regenerative  method  is  made  pos- 

predominating  product.     Consequently,  the  lo-  sible  by  having  the  fields  of  the  motors  separately 

comotives  were  designed  for  pulling  heavy  loads,  excited. 

speed  being  considered  a  matter  of  secondary  Much  of  the  power  used^n  this  line  is  hydro- 
importance.  The  success  which  this  road  has  electric,  coming  from  the  falls  near  Harlowton, 
attained  may  be  readily  realized  when  it  is  known  Waterpower  is  unusually  plentiful  throughout 
that  it  has  been  possible  to  almost  double  the  the  Northwest  and  this  is  undoubtedly  responsi- 
hauling  capacity  through  the  use  of  twelve  ble  in  a  large  measure  for  the  great  number  of 
electric  locomotives  where  formerly  thirty-three  "  electrifications  in  that  section, 
steam  locomotives  of  the  Mallet  type  were  Since  we  are  so  close  to  the  Paoli  division  of 
necessary.                                                    ,  the    Pennsylvania   Railroad,    it   would    not    be 

But  during  all  this  time  the  direct  current  sys-  amiss  to  go  a  little  more  into  detail  concerning 
tem  was  also  making  advances,  especially  in  the  the  electrification  of  that  line.  The  first  an- 
West,  where  it  was  adopted  by  many  lines,  nouncement  of  the  project  came  early  in  1913, 
Chief  among  these  was  the  Chicago,  Milwaukee  when  it  was  estimated  that  it  would  be  com- 
and  St.  Paul  Railroad,  which  recently  completed  pleted  in  two  years  at  a  cost  of  $4,000,000.  The 
and  opened  its  440-mile  electrified  stretch  on  present  plans  were  adopted  after  careful  ex- 
its transcontinental  line  between  Harlowton,  perimenting  along  a  mile  stretch  of  track  at  St. 
Montana  and  Avery,  Idaho,  This  road  has  in  David's.  For  the  purpose  of  experiment  this 
every  way  exceeded  the  expectations  of  the  rail-  mile  course  was  equipped  with  various  types  of 
road  officials  and  the  engineers  of  the  General  overhead  construction  and  two  cars  were  rigged 
Electric  Co.,  who  manufactured  the  equipment,  up  with  observation  platforms.  Electric  current 
Nine  electric  locomotives  are  now  doing  the  was  not  turned  into  the  line  for  the  tests,  but  the 
work  of  twenty-four  of  the  Mallet  type,  and,  experimental  cars  were  drawn  over  it  by  a  steam 
according  to  the  officials,  they  are  doing  it  more  engine. 

quickly  and  at  a  much  greater  economy.     The  After   exhaustive   experiments,    the  catenary 

current  is  received  from  overhead  transmission  system  of  suspension,  which  we  now  see  in  use, 

at  3,000  volts,  which  is  the  highest  d.  c.  voltage  was  decided  upon.     The  longitudinal  cable  or 

that  has  been  yet  made  practicable.     This  satis-  catenary  is  supported  by  cross  catenaries  from, 

fies  to  some  extent  the  claims  of  greater  economy  steel  tubular  poles.     This  longitudinal  catenary 

by  use  of  high  voltages  which  were  being  urged  in  turn  supports  a  secondary  copper  messenger 

by  the  alternating  current  advocates.  wire,  which  carries  the  current,  and  a  trolley 

One  novel  feature  which  is  of  especial  interest  wire  made  of  bronze.     Connecting  rods  at  fre- 

and   importance   on   this  electrification  is   the  quent  intervals  hold  the  messenger  wire  and  the 

regenerative    method   of   braking.      There   are  trolley  wire  together.    The  messenger  wire  serves 

many  long,  steep  grades  on  this  railroad,  which  a  double  purpose,  acting  as  a  conductor  of  the 

crosses  two  mountain  ranges.      Formerly,  the  current    and    increasing    the    flexibility    of    the 

tremendous  amount  of  potential  energy  stored  trolley  wire  suspended  beneath  it. 

in  a  heavy  train  at  the  top  of  one  of  these  grades  The  coaches  used  are  the  same  as  the  ones    ^. 

had  to  be  dissipated  in  the  brake  shoes  and  the  which  were  formerly  used  on  the  steam  line, 

wheels  during  the  descent,  and  often  caused  the  having  been  built  originally  so  that  they  could 

brake  shoes  to  become  red-hot  with  the  over-  be  easily  converted  into  electrical  trains.     Each 

heating  of  the  wheel  rims.     This  energy  is  now  coach    has   its   own    control    system,    its    own 


y^i  '^i'-"  s^-.  : 


22  .  THE   VILLANOVAN 

motors,  and  its  own  pantagraph,  which  is  the  that  in  the  near  future  the  raihoads  of  the 
name  given  to  the  peculiar  form  of  trolley  pole  country  will  get  together  and  adopt  one  form 
used.  These  pantagraphs  have  a  broad  contact  of  current  together  with  some  standard  voltage, 
surface  and  will  not  slip  off  the  wire.  They  can  They  now  face  the  same  condition  that  they, did 
be  easily  raised  or  lowered  from  the  operator's  before  the  adoption  of  the  standard  gauge  rail- 
compartment  by  means  of  compressed  air  way  track.  It  will,  of  course,  be  possible  to 
equipment.  Another  feature  of  these  cars  is  the  retain  both  forms  of  current,  but  the  voltages 
so-called  dead  man  control.  Often  we  hear  and  motors  at  least  must  be  standardized  so 
how  on  steam  trains  the  passengers  are  en-  that  they  will  operate  equally  well  on  either  form, 
dangered  by  the  engine  running  wild  because  as  was  done  on  the  New  Haven  lines, 
the  engineer  has  been  stricken  at  the  throttle.  In  spite  of  all  the  advances  made  and  the  re- 
On  these  cars  the  power  is  on  only  so  long  as  the  suits  accomplished  in  electric  railway  develop- 
operator  grasps  the  controller.  As  soon  as  he  ment,  it  would  be  foolish  to  conclude  that  we"»- 
releases  his  grip  the  train  stops  automatically.  have  reached  the  limit  of  improvement.  The 
Thecurrentusedisbought  by  the  railroad  from  linking  up  of  the  smaller  interurban  systems 
the  central  station  of  the  Philadelphia  Elefctric  into  greater  systems  is  still  going  on,  but  trunk 
Co.  at  13,200  volts,  and  is  transformed  for  lines  are  for  the  greater  part  still  operated  by 
transmission  to  44,000  volts.  The  current  is  steam.  It  seems  certain  that  there  will  be  big 
transmitted  at  this  voltage  to  the  substations  developments  in  the  industry  in  the  near  future, 
along  the  line,  where  it  is  again  stepped  down  ^j^^  g^^^^^g  ^^  ^^^  ^^^^^  ^^^^^  U^^  electrifica- 
and  fed  to  the  trolley  wire  at  1 1.000  volts.  ^.^^^  .^  ^^^  ^^^^  .^  encouraging  the  Eastern 

Each  car  is  equipped  with  two  225-horsepower  ,    .,  ,  ,  ,,         .        ,    .      ^  ^, 

,  ,  ^.  .^      f  •  ^      •  1  ^  builders    to    follow    in    their    footsteps.      The 

motors,  and  has  a  seating  capacity  of  sixty-eight.  ^ 

Including  their  entire  equipment,   they  weigh  necessity,   because  of  war  conditions,  of  con- 

117,000  pounds  apiece.  serving  our  coal  and  of  utilizing  more  generally 

Thus  we  see  that  both  alternating  and  direct  our  water  power,  will,  in  the  next  few  years, 

current  are  being  used  with  almost  equal  sue-  be  an  added  incentive  for  the  increase  of  railway 

cess  on  different  systems,  but  it  is  to  be  hoped  electrification. 


October 


October,  you  thief,  you  are  going  at  last, 

To  prison  in  chains  you'll  be  finally  cast. 

Your  crime,  as  you  know,  to  the  world  is  revealed; 

Your  shame  now  goes  broadcast  through  city  and 

field. 
The  birds  are  the  jury,  the  case  at  an  end. 
Eleven  long  months  in  prison  you'll  spend. 
The  world  with  judges  and  jury  agrees. 
And  condemns  you  for  stealing  the  leaves  fromthe 

trees. 

George  C.  Egan. 


''■><■  .■'T^'^'v™''*'*^'""*^^  '^ 


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THE   VILLANOVAN  23 

The  Martyr  of  Rome 

By  Alexander  Malone,  '19 

CALM  upon  her  hilltops,  Rome  lay  sleeping,  their  glance.     In  their  depths  slumbered  a  fire 

-  wrapped  in  the   deep  hush   that  pre-  and  determination  to  do  and  bear,  an  expression 

cedes    the    dawn.      The  stars   looking  that   might    be    read    again   in   the    delicately 

down  on  her  quiet  streets,   might  have  seen  quivering  nostrils  and  the  fine,  sensitive  mouth 

naught  but  the  Roman  sentinel  marching  to  and  and  chin.    She  was  of  singular  beauty  and  grace 

fro  before  the  palace  of  the  Caesars,  his  armor  of  motion ;  yet  she  bore  herself  with  the  dignity 

glistening  now  and  then  as  the  moonlight  shone  of  one  whose  youth  was  sobered  by  responsi- 

upon  it.    The  man  halts  as  he  calls  out  the  hour  bility  and  gravity  of  thought.     Passing  through 

and  then  resumes  his  monotonous  march.     Far  the  narrow  streets,  she  was  so  lost  in  thought  as 

away  a  dog  barks,  a  cock  crows,  and  then  all  is  to  see  no  one  in  the  crowd  surrounding  her. 
silent  again.           _  Although  in  her  abstraction  she  was  unheed- 

At  last  the  faint  white  streaks  begin  to  appear  ing,  she  was  by  no  means  unheeded ;  for  Patricia 

in  the  east.     Over  the  brows  of  the  hills  soft  was  an  important  person  in  Rome.     Her  great 

rosy  hues  are  seen  mounting  higher  and  growing  wealth  as  well  as  beauty  gave  her  this  dis- 

deeper  in  color,  while  from  the  gardens  around  tinction.     But  to  her  countrymen  she  possessed 

come   the  songs  of  birds.      A  few   merchants  further  claim  to  consideration  in  her  descent 

appear,  setting  forth  early  to  look  after  their  from  an  aristocratic  line,  one  of  the  oldest  in 

ships  in  the  harbor,  then  a  handful  of  drunken  Rome.    Her  father  had  died  fighting  at  the  head 

sailors  reeling  back  to  their  vessel  after  a  night's  of  his  legions,  and  her  elder  brother,  also  dead, 

orgy  in  the  city.    The  street  is  silent  and  empty  had  been  known  as  one  of  the  most  subtle  legis- 

again.     At  last  the  figure  of  a  woman  is  seen  lators  in  the  Empire. 

coming   swiftly   down   the  street.      She   stops         Of  several  sons  and  daughters,  Patricia  alone 

suddenly  as  she  comes  to  the  entrance  of  a  little  survived.      She  had  been  brought  up  by  her 

rectangular  court,  listening  and  looking  at  the  mother  with  the  most  tender  care,  and  from  her 

doorway  within,  then  advances  cautiously  and  lips  had  imbibed  the  truths  of  the  Christian 

raps  gently.     Almost  immediately,  the  door  is  faith.     From  her  mother,  also,  she  had  inherited 

opened,  she  steps  in  and  it  is  closed  silently  be-  a  deep  and  passionate  love  for  the  Saviour,  while 

hind   her.      The  minutes  slip  away  in   undis-  her  courage   and   ruggedness  of  purpose  were 

turbed  silence.     A  man  slips  into  the  court,  raps  traceable  to  her  father, 

in  the  same  manner  and  is  admitted.     People         Pausing  before  one  of  the  most  handsome  of 

now  begin  to  come  more  frequently.      Some-  the  older  palaces,  she  entered  its  outer  court  and 

times  two  or  three  come  together,  sometimes  quickly  made  her  way  to  the  inner  one,  returning 

singly.      The   young,   the   old,   the   blind,   the  courteously    the    salutations    of    the    servants, 

lame,  rich  and  poor,  are  numbered  among  them,  whose  faces  brightened  as  their  young  mistress 

while  not  a  few  wear  the  garments  of  slaves,  passed.     Turning  toward  an  arch  on  the  right 

All  rap  in  the  same  manner  and  are  admitted.  side   of   the   court,    Patricia  entered   a   square 

The  sun  had  risen  well  up  into  the  heavens  apartment    furnished    with    curiously    carved 

when  the  door  again  opened  and  the  little  band  furniture  from  other  lands.     A  woman,  seated 
of  Christians  made  their  way  to  their  homes.  ,.  ,  .  r        ,      •  , 

,     ,  .  1     1.       f  ,  u      •  o"  ^  divan,  engaged  on  a  piece  of  embroidery. 

Among  the  last  was  a  girl  whose  face  and  bearing  i      .-,  ,  •      r  ,        ,  ,    , 

,  ,°  J     ^^     4--  Tj  rose  nastily  and,  coming  forward,  embraced  the 

would  at  once  command  attention.      Her  gar-       .  ,     ^      .  ,  , 

ments  were  of  the  richest  material.     Her  face  ^''^  affectionately  as  she  came  m.     The  matron 

was  oval  and  finely  moulded ;  yet  in  every  line,  was  tall  and  stately,  and,  though  showing  the 

the  power  of  feeling  pain  and  sustaining  it  were  traces  of  sorrow  as  well  as  years,  was  still  re- 

both  acute  and  strong.     The  eyes  were  large  markably  handsome.    This  was  Virgilia,  mother 

and  dark,  deeply  set,  earnest  and  searching  in  of  Patricia,   a  woman  descended  from  a  family 


24  THE   VILLANOVAN 

renowned  for  the  chivalry  of  its  men  and  the  Lucius  raised  the  tapering  fingers  to  his  lips  als  he 

beauty,  of  its  women.  bowed.     He  was  sure  of  just  the  reception  he 

"Welcome,  daughter!     Thou  art  rather  late,  received — that  of  a  friend,  nothing  more.     He 

I  had  almost  feared  something  had  happened  to  would   have    given   anything   he    possessed    to 

thee."  notice  a  little  embarrassment  in  her — a  little 

"Wilt  thou  never  cease  to  worry  over  thy  twitching  of  the  lips,  a  fluttering  of  the  eyelids,  or 

wilful  daughter,  mother?"  replied  the  girl,  with  a  a  slightly  heightened  color.     No  sign  of  emotion 

laugh.     "  Come  sit  beside  me,  and  I  will  tell  thee  was    visible.       Although    Lucius    had    known 

the  cause  of  my  delay."  Patricia  from  earliest  years  and  their  families 

They  sat  together.     Patricia  then  proceeded  had  been  fast  friends,  he  had  never  yet  allowed 

to  tell  how  she  had  seen  Peter,  the  Prince  of  the  himself  to  appear  formally  in  the  role  of  a  lover. 

Apostles,    at   the   house   of   Linus,    where   the  "No  earlier  than  thou,  fair  lady!"  answered 

Christian  worship  was  conducted.      Her  eyes  the  tribune.      "If  I  mistake  not,  you  left  the 

glowed  as  she  spoke;    she  seemed  as  one  en-  house  of  Linus  an  hour  since.     But  tell  me,"  he 

raptured.      She  described  faithfully  everything  continued,  changing  the  topic  suddenly,  "is  the 

Peter  had  said,  everything  he  did,  his  appearance,  report  true  that  Peter,  whom  Christ  left  as  the 

his  voice.      Plainly  she  had  been  greatly  im-  head  of  the  Church,  is  in  Rome?" 

pressed.     To  see  the  man  whom  Jesus  had  ap-  "It  is  true  indeed,  good  Lucius.     Peter  is  now 

pointed  His  Vicar  on  earth,  the  man  who  had  in  Rome  and,  what  is  more,  I  have  seen  him  and 

spoken,  eaten,  and  lived  on  the  most  intimate  spoken  with  him  this  very  morning.     And,  had 

terms  with  Him,  who  had  been  with  Him  in  the  you  heard  him  speak  as  I  heard  him,  you  would 

garden  and  after  the  resurrection  and  had  seen  be  a  Christian  to-morrow.      He  is  so  plain,  so 

Him  ascend  into  Heaven — this,  indeed,  was  an  simple,  so  sincere,  that  anyone  who  hears  him 

event  that  stirred  this  passionate  Roman  maiden  could  not  doubt  for  a  single  instant  that  he 

to  the  depths.     The  mother  listened  attentively,  speaks  the  truth." 

asking  a  question  now  and  then.     Their  con-  Lucius,  while  not  a  Christian,  looked  upon  the 

versation  was  interrupted  by  the  entrance  of  the  Faith  with  favorable  eyes.      The  uprightness, 

steward,  who  approached  as  if  he  would  speak,  simplicity  and  candor  of  its   doctrines  strongly 

"What  is  it,  Cassius?"  asked  Patricia.  appealed  to  him.    He  knew  its  followers  were  just 

"Most  gracious  lady,  Lucius  has  just  arrived,  and  holy  people;  yet  he  was  loath  to  leave  the 

and  asks  to  be  admitted  to  thy  presence."  religion  in  which  his  ancestors  had  lived  and 

"Admit  him."  died  to  embrace  this  new-fangled  sect,  whose 

The    steward    bowed    and    withdrew.       The  head  was  an  ignorant  fisherman, 

visitor  appeared  presently  at  the  entrance  of  the  "  'Tis   all   a    mystery,"    he    said    at   length, 

apartment.      He  was  a  man  of  striking  appear-  "I  will  consult  Cleomenes,  the  Athenian  phil- 

ance,  in  the  full  bloom  and  vigor  of  early  man-  osopher,  who  has  lately  come  to  Rome.      He  f^-^ 

hood.     The  tall,  straight;  muscular  frame,  the  will  be  able  to  explain  much  that  is  now  dark  ^ 

quick,  elastic  step ;  the  decisive  lines  of  the  mouth  and  difficult  to  understand." 

and  chin, — all  spoke  the  military  man.     Sym-  "No,    no,    good   friend,"   answered    Patricia, 

pathy  and  sincerity  were  expressed  in  the  gray  "Cleomenes  is  a  pagan  and  unenlightened.     In 

eyes  and  lent  a  touch  of  friendliness  and  kindness  three  nights,  Peter  again  addresses  an  assembly 

to  his  appearance.     It  was  a  face  that  one  would  at  the  house  of  Lucius.      Come  and  judge  for 

instinctively   trust.      The   clear,    bronzed   skin  yourself." 

gave  evidence  of  clean  living  and  hardy  outdoor  Lucius  gave  a  ready  promise  to  attend  and 

life.     He  was  attired  in  the  uniform  of  a  tribune,  soon  after  took  his  departure, 
over  which  a  rich  toga  was  worn. 

Patricia   rose  when  Lucius  ntered  the  apart-  II 

ment.  Lucius,  making  his  way  three  nights  afterward 

"Welcome,     my  friend!      Thou     art     early  to  the  house  of  Linus,  found  himself  in  a  motley 

abroad,"  she  said,  as  she  extended  her  hand,  crowd.     At  the  right,  and  left,  and  in  front  of 


mW'""  V  ■';  V  -.';,"-'■■«;    ';  ,  ■■■  '  ,J.\  ■^.r-  ,.     ■^:';v:'*;-\"^y^'y^*}r^V!V!^i^v!^-^^'i^^    ■"7^^M■^?V'7T^V'^^1^,^-'(*^•|nggmp,^^■r;y>*w•^^^Jv,■-^^w^  ■  •"■■-!■"  ■v--r*t--r     '  v.--  ■,;:;-  ■yn-.;--!'  T"j!f^T*,-\;s';  ■  '  '      ■;  ,.f-\  ■'  ;^  '•i't>.l'"i™«^T[lT''l58! 


THE   VILLANOVAN  25 

him, -dark  figures  were  discernible  making  their  calumny.      Recalling  the  death   of  Christ,   he 

way  along  the  road.      Some  carried  lanterns,  spoke  now  only  of  Him.     This  man  had  seen, 

while  others  better  acquainted  with  the  way  and  he  related  as  one  in  whose  mind  every 

walked  in  the  dark.      As  the  young  patrician  detail  is  indelibly  fixed.     He  told  how,  on  their 

pushed  forward,  the  number  of  people  and  the  return  from  the  cross,  they  had  sat  for  two  days 

gleam  of  the  lanterns  increased.      Some  sang  and  two  nights  in  the  supper-chamber  without 

hymns  in  a  subdued  tone,  others  conversed  in  eating  or  drinking.      How  terrible,  how  awful 

whispers.     As  he  neared  the  house,  Lucius  at-  it  was!   The  third  day  dawned  and  still  they  sat 

tached  himself  to  a  group  of  people  in  front  of  comfortless  and  cheerless.     But  just  as  the  sun 

him,  and  as  he  entered  the  door  gave  the  counter-  arose,    Mary    Magdalene    rushed    in,    her   hair 

sign,   "Peace  be  with  you,"   as  he  heard  the  disheveled,  crying,  "They  have  taken  away  my 

others  do.     He  followed  the  crowd  to  the  back  Lord."       Hearing    this,    they    sprang    up    and 

of  the  house  and  descended  a  steep  stairway  rushed   to   the   sepulchre.      They   found   their 

leading  into  a  large  crypt.     Here  a  large  number  fears  verified.      The   winding   sheet   alone   re- 

of   people   were   gathered.      Around   the  walls  mained,  the  Body  was  not  there.     Then  fear  fell 

innumerable  torches  flared.  upon  them,  for  they  thought  the  Jewish  priests 

Soon  the  people  began  to  shout,  in  low  tones  had  stolen  away  the  Body,  and  they  returned  in 

at  first,  then  louder  and  louder.      Eyes  lifted  greater  fear  than  they  had  come.     A  spirit  of 

heavenward  seemed  fixed  on  some  Being  above,  desolation  seized  them.     They  felt  forsaken  and 

Outstretched    hands    implored    that    Being    to  abandoned.     The  last  ray  of  hope  had  died  out. 

descend.       Lucius    had    heard    many    hymns  The    remembrance    of    those    awful    moments 

before;    but  never  in  his  life  had  he  heard  one  caused  tears  to  flow  from  the  eyes  of  the  old 

such  as  this.     He  now  beheld  people  calling  on  a  man.     His  bald  and  aged  head  was  bowed,  and 

Divinity,  not  because  they  were  fulfilling  some  his  voice  choked. 

established  ritual,   but  from  the  very  depths  of  "Truly,"  thought  Lucius,  "this  man  speaks 

the    heart,   with    a   genuine   yearning   such   as  the  truth,  for  it  moves  him  to  tears."      The 

children  might  express  for  a  father  or  mother,  simple-hearted   auditors  were   also   greatly  af- 

At  that  moment  a  venerable  old  man  emerged  fected.     They  wrung  their  hands,  sobbed,  beat 

from   somewhere,    arrayed    in    hooded   mantle,  their  breasts.      By  degrees,  they  calmed  them- 

but  with  his  head  uncovered.     He  mounted  a  selves,  for  the  desire  to  hear  the  continuation  of 

rock  and  slowly  surveyed  the  crowds  around  him.  the  story  prevailed  over  their  grief.     Peter  con- 

The    people    swayed    at    the    sight    of    him.  tinued  to  tell  how  Magdalene  had  rushed  in  a 

Voices   whispered,    "Peter,    Peter."      The   old  second  time  proclaiming  she  had  seen  the  Lord, 

man  lifted  his  hand  and  blessed  the  people  with  But  the  disciples  did  not  believe  her,  thinking 

the  sign  of  the  cross.     To  Lucius,  the  figure  was  grief  had  overthrown  her  reason.    Suddenly,  He 

simple,  yet  impressive  because  of  its  simplicity,  stood  in  the  midst  of  them,  though  there  had 

He  had  no  hand-embroidered  robe,  no  finery  of  been  no  sound  at  the  door,  and,  when  they  grew 

any  kind.     In  fact,  he  had  none  of  the  insignia  afraid,  He  said,  "Peace  be  unto  you."     Thus 

which  distinguished  the  pagan  priests.     He  ap-  he  told  them  everything  up  to  the  Ascension 

peared  a  simple  and  venerable  witness  who  had  into  Heaven. 

traveled  far  and  wide  to  tell  some  truth  he  had  Lucius  was  greatly  moved.    Down  in  his  heart, 

seen  and  which  he  believed  with  the  faith  which  he  felt  that  this  man  who  had  said  "  I  have  seen  " 

comes  from  actual  seeing.  was  not  lying.      There  was  something  in  his 

And  now  Peter  began  to  speak.      First,  he  gestures,  in  his  tears,  in  his  whole  figure,  and 

spoke  as  a  father  who  points  out  to  his  children  in  the  details  of  his  story,  that  made  it  impos- 

the  way  they  should  live.     He  commanded  them  sible  to  suspect  him.      All  the  old   prejudices 

to  renounce  all  excesses  and  luxurious  living,  to  began  falling  away,  and  in  their  place  rose  the 

love  poverty,  purity  and  truth,  to  suffer  wrongs  conviction  that,  come  what  may,  he  must  em- 

and  persecutions  with  patience,  to  obey  those  in  brace  Christianity, 

authority,    to    beware   of   treason,    deceit    and  The   people   had    begun   to    file   out   slowly. 


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26  THE   VI  LLANO  VAN 

Peter,  standing  near  a  fountain,  was  conversing  "I  command,  why  cannot  you?"  exclaimed 

with  those  surrounding  him.     Lucius,  elbowing  Nero,  angrily. 

,  his  way  through  the  crowd,  cast  himself  at  the  "I,  too,  am  a  Christian,"  said  Lucius  amid  the 

feet  of  the  old  man.     "What  would  you,  my  silence  of  the  room. 

son?"  asked  the  Apostle.     "Baptize  me,  Peter,  With  an  oath  Nero  sprang  to  his  feet,  the 

for  I   believe,"  answered  Lucius.      And  thus,  purple  veins  swelling  in  his  coarse,  animal  face, 

kneeling  in  the  dust  amid  the  glare  of  the  torches,  He  poured  out  upon  Lucius  a  torrent  of  abuse 

Lucius  became  a  Christian.  and,  when  he  had  exhausted  his  vocabulary, 

*        *        *  gave  him  in  charge  of  an  officer. 

Persecutions  against  the  Christians  had  broken  "Here,"  he  said,  "take  this  man.    He  needs  no 

out  anew.     The  burning  of  Rome  was  laid  to  trial.     He  stands  self-convicted,  treacherous  to 

their  charge.     Thousands  were  cast  into  prison,  his  master,  an  enemy  to  the  state.     He  merits 

Nero,  in  order  to  divert  suspicion  from  himself,  torture,  but  he  is  a  Roman  citizen.     Treat  him 

ordered  grand  spectacles  in  which  hundreds  of  as  he  deserves.     He  is  stripped  of  all  honor — he 

Christians  were  driven  to  the  lions.  is  merely  Lucius,  the  renegade  Roman.     Take 

Unknown  to  the  court  or  to  the  emperor,  him  away."                                                 . 

Lucius  daily  visited  the  prisons,  bringing  hope  Before  dawn  the  next  morning,  they  led  him 

and  solace  to  those  early  confessors  of  the  faith,  out  upon  the  Appian  way.      The  sun  was  just 

strengthening  the  feeble,  consoling  the  broken-  beginning  to  redden  the  Eastern  sky;    nature 

hearted,  smoothing,  as  far  as  his  influence  per-  was  just  awakening.      The  cool,  sweet  air  in- 

mitted  him,  the  road  to  death.  vigorated  him  like  a  tonic.    He  walked  with  head 

It  was  the  last  day  of  June  and  the  heated  air  erect,  eyes  shining,  looking  neither  to  the  right 

scarcely    stirred     beneath     the     burning    sun.  nor  to  the  left.      It  seemed  as  though  he  was 

Lucius  stood  in  the  presence  of  the  emperor,  going  to  some  splendid  triumph. 

Around  him  were  gathered  the  parasites  and  Arrived  at  the  outskirts  of  the  city,  LucSus 

flatterers  that  followed  him.     The  conversation  knelt  on  the  dewy  grass.     For  the  first  time,  he 

turned  upon  the  crucifixion  of  Paul.  looked  about  him  and  noticed  the  little  band  of 

"I  hear  the  fellow  had  strange  taste,"  said  Christians  who  had  accompanied  him.     There 

the  emperor.     "  He  preferred  to  be  crucified  head  was  Peter,  who  had  seen  so  many  of  his  flock 

downwards.      How  do  you  account  for  this?"  perish   for  the  sake  of  Christ,   coming  to  see 

turning  towards  Lucius.  another   seal   his   faith   with   his  blood.      The 

"Because  he  did  not  deem  himself  worthy  to  youth  bowed  his  head  as  he  saw  the  wrinkled 

suffer    as   his    Master,"    answered    Lucius    the  old  lips  moving  and  the  withered  hand  as  it 

tribune.  made    the    sign   of   the    cross.      Over    Peter's 

"You  speak  as  one  who  understood  their  ways  shoulder   he   saw   another   face    he   knew   and 

well,"  said  a  Roman  standing  near  the  emperor,  loved   so  well.      But   the  beautiful  calm   was 

"Is  the  report   I   heard,   true,"   he  continued,  absent  from  it  now,  and  in  its  place  could  be 

"that  you   repeatedly  visited   these  people  in  seen  the  most  intense  struggle  of  emotions.     It 

prison?"                      ,  was  quite  white,  the  eyes  were  straining,  the 

"Your   information   is   correct,    my   friend,"  lips    parted,   sorrow   and    compassion   were   in 

replied  Lucius.  every  line,  yet  there  rested  a  strange  light  of 

The  courtier  whispered  something  to  his  mas-  triumph  on  it  as  though  it  saw  victory  even  at 

ter.  the  darkest  hour. 

"  I  do  not  believe  it,"  he  said  aloud.     "Here,  Lucius  smiled  serenely  at  her  as  he  placed  his 

Lucius,  take  this  incense,  offer  it  to  the  gods  and  head  on  the  block.     The  sword  flashed  brightly 

give  thanks  that  Paul  suffered  the  fate  he  de-  in  the  clear  sunlight,  and  in  the  sweet  calm  of 

served."                                                    -  the  morning,  another  soul  went  forth  to  meet  its 

"I  cannot,  sire,"  answered  Lucius.  Maker. 


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In  Mcmoriam 


By  Hugh  McGeehan,  Prep.  '18 


LAST  June,  when  all  the  work  in  classes 
and  in  athletics  ended,  we  parted  for  our 
homes.  With  pleasure  we  looked  for- 
ward to  the  holidays ;  yet  as  we  bade  one  another 
adieu,  there  was  a  note  of  sadness  in  it  all. 
This  was  particularly  noticeable  among  the 
Preps;  for  they  had  left  one  of  their  number 
lying  in  Bryn  Mawr  Hospital  on  a  bed  of  pain 
and  suffering. 

No  student  who  attended  Villanova  last  year 
will  soon  forget  Tom  Creamer.  We  saw  him 
from  time  to  time  in  the  first  weeks  of  his  sick- 
ness. Each  of  us  thought  he  would  rally  and 
grow  strong;  but  others  knew  that  his  days  were 
numbered  and  that  his  life  was  ebbing  slowly 
away. 

One  evening  late  in  July,  the  Angel  of  Death 
came  to  claim  our  college  friend.  Till  the  very 
last  few  minutes,  Tom  was  convinced  that  soon 
he  would  be  well.  Yes,  he  must  get  better  for 
the  sake  of  his  loyal-hearted  mother.  He  would 
get  better  to  carry  out  the  noble  designs  he  had 
for  his  future  life.  But  a  mightier  Power  than 
his  strong  will  had  decreed  otherwise. 

He  died  just  as  we  saw  him  live — with  the 
faith  and  courage  of  a  saint  and  a  hero.  Re- 
signed most  perfectly  to  the  will  of  God,  he  gave 
up  his  young  life  into  the  Father's  keeping. 
t'  You^who  knew  Tom  Creamer  will  agree  with 
me  that  his  life  was  an  edification  and  a  power 
for^good  among  us.  He  fought  the  battle  of 
life^with   the^same   indomitable   courage    and 


pertinacity  that  he  displayed  on  the  athletic 
field. 

As  a  student  he  possessed  qualities  that  we 
might  well  imitate.  How  many  times  have  we 
seen  Tom,  after  the  regular  study-period,  go 
back  to  his  own  old  corner  in  the  study-hall  and 
there,  alone,  con  over  some  geometrical  proposi- 
tions or  some  hard  passage  in  his  Latin  for  hours! 
Though  not  a  genius,  he  was  a  thorough,  earnest 
student. 

Yet  his  studious  habits  by  no  means  barred  him 
from  the  social  life  of  Villanova.  In  the  years 
to  come,  when  college  days  shall  have  passed 
away,  in  recalling  the  old  acquaintances,  the 
memory  of  Tom  Creamer  will  come  up  in  our 
minds  as  a  loyal,  open-hearted,  honest  boy. 
His  love  for  the  good,  and  his  adherence  to 
it,  in  spite  of  all  influence,  will  urge  us  on  to 
higher,  nobler  manhood.  His  faithfulness  in 
the  exercises  of  our  religion,  his  exactness  in 
attendance  at  Mass  and  in  the  reception  of  the 
Sacraments  will  live  in  Villanova  as  a  sacred 
influence  for  many  a  day. 

To  the  mother  who  has  lost  her  boy,  to  the 
students  who  miss  their  faithful  chum,  to  the 
athletes  who  feel  the  gap  in  their  ranks,  we 
send  these  few  thoughts.  May  the  memory  of 
the  virtues  of  our  friend  be  a  solace  to  that 
mother's  bleeding  heart,  and  an  inspiration  to 
the  students  of  Villanova  College!  May  he 
rest  in  peace! 


28  THE   VILLANOVAN 

Pipe   Dreams 

By  Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  '18 

A  CERTAIN  patron  of  belles-lettres  once  ward  after  the  day's  toll  finds  solace  in  the 
said  that  the  only  thing  worth  remem-  clouds  of  smoke  ascending  from  his  black  dudeen ; 
bering  in  life  is  the  poetry  of  life.  No  the  frivolous  youth  passes  away  the  trivial 
doubt,  those  who  do  not  grasp  the  full  import  moments  of  his  life  in  company  with  a  cigarette ; 
of  this  animadversion,  will  turn  up  their  noses  the  business  man  anticifJates  the  fulfilment  of 
in  silent  derision,  or  will  complacently  indulge  his  plans  and  enjoys  pleasant  retrospections 
so  vagarious/ an  effusion.  But  the  initiated  will  with  a  good  cigar  for  a  companion.  Every- 
be  impervious  to  derision ;  they  can  afford  to  let  where  and  at  all  times  the  Goddess  is  honored : 
it  pass.  For,  they  have  in  their  possession  a  on  the  street,  on  the  trains,  around  the  banquet- 
talisman  that  enables  them  to  solve  the  subtle  board,  at  the  ball-park,  in  the  drawing-room; 
contradictions  of  sordid  nature ;  an  oil  that  in  the  morning,  during  the  day,  in  the  evening, 
stills  the  troubled  waters  of  life.  and  by  some,  even  in  bed. 

Paradoxical  as  it  seems,  this  poetry  is  not  I  know  no  way  so  sure  of  breaking  down  the 

found,  altogether,  in  the  whirl  and  humdrum  barriers    of    strangeness    and    of    opening    the 

of  great  achievements.     We  see  it  in  the  life  of  channels   of   conversation  as  the  offering  of  a 

all:   in  the  child,  in  the  youth,  and  in  the  man.  "smoke."      I   have  seen  the  most  sullen  and 

What  is  it  that  moves  the  little  chap,  when  strad-  taciturn  "open  up"  at  this  advancement  when 

dling  a  broomstick,  to  fancy  holding  in  check  a  every  other  device  had  failed, 

fierce   and  fiery  steed,   or   to   embody  in    the  There  is  a  story  told  of  a  well-known  business 

sturdy    fireman    and    strong-armed    policeman  man,  whom  salesmen  considered  a  very  demon 

the    quintessence    of   earthly    power    and    am-  to  approach.      A  certain  young  salesman  Who 

bition?     What  is  it  that  impels  the  little  girl  to  had  made  a  study  of  the  whims  and  foibles  of 

"play  at  house";    or  to  nurse  so  fondly  her  human  nature  in  connection  with  his  own  line 

rag-doll?     What  supports  the  day-dream  am-  of  business,  found  it  practically  impossible  to 

bitions  of  youth?     In  a  word,  what  makes  life  get  a  private  conference.     He  finally  discovered 

worth  living,  if  not  its  poetry?  that  his  business  man  was  an  inveterate  smoker 

There  is  a  special  phase  of  this  strain,  how-  and  had  a  decided  preference  for  one  particular 
ever,  that  impels  me  as  I  sit  here  complacently  brand  of  cigars.  The  young  man  cultivated  the 
smoking  my  pipe.  It  seems  that  I  have  chosen  same  preference  and  managed  to  make  the  ac- 
the  one  means  of  smoothing  away  the  wrinkles  quaintance  of  our  friend  outside  of  business 
that  the  day's  care  has  traced  on  my  brow,  circles.  It  is  needless  to  relate  how  this  mutual 
With  the  first  indrawn  breath  of  smoke  those  propensity  welded  a  firm  friendship  and  how  the 
anxieties  resolve  themselves  into  phantom  salesman  secured  one  of  the  largest  customers 
clouds  and  slowly,  gently,  fades  into  vast  in  the  history  of  his  firm.  I  have  also  heard  of 
nothingness.  So  powerful  is  my  pipe's  sway  a  young  man  who  gained  the  necessary  standing 
that  I  hold  it  with  an  almost  religious  reverence,  in  the  eyes  of  a  certain  fair  damsel's  parent  by- 
Sweet  communion  with  it  becomes  a  religious  catering  to  that  sire's  weakness  for  a  meer- 
observance ;  my  humidor,  the  shrine  of  a  Goddess,  schaum. 

Before  her  I  offer  sacrifice.      As  the  sacrificial  Many   of   the    great   authors   imbibed    their 

smoke  slowly  rises,  troubles  vanish  in  its  wake;  loftiest   inspirations   from    their   pipes.      Cole- 

the  problems  of  life  are  solved;    the  fighting  of  brook  Cottage  was  often  the  scene  where  the 

difficulties  becomes  mere  play.  celebrities  gathered  around  the  hospitable  table 

The  devotees  of  our  Muse  are  found  in  every  of  "Charles  and  Mary";    where  conversation, 

walk  and  station  of  life.     The  farmer  trudges  humor  and  quaint  sayings  received  their  im- 

behind  his  plough  and  communes  with  his  corn-  pulse   from   our    Muse.      "Elia,"    that   quaint 

cob;   the  weary  laborer  wending  his  way  home-  figure  in  black,  would  smile  at  some  jest  from 


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Wordsworth  sitting  beside  the  fire.  Around  the  forefathers  of  the  forests  and  plains.  All  their 
room,  in  their  various  characteristic  postures,  councils  and  great  projects  were  begun  by 
sat  John  Clare,  the  mild  and  modest  John  Gary,     pledging  their  mutual  good  will  with  the  pipe. 

Cromwell,  Cunnmgham,  De  Ouincev.  Edward  m      ..  u       •     ^i    •  i 

MorK^^i-        rk  •       .u  «""'^^y'  ^uwaru  ^^  stranger  could  gam  their  good  graces  until 

Herbert.      Over    m     the    corner     the    waving  u    u  ^     \  ^         du    "    ■        c  '^   r, 

white  hair  of  Coleridge  could  be  seen  behind  a  ^^  ^^^  P^^'^^"^  °^  '^^     P'P^  °^  P"^'"-      ^^"'^ 

cloud   of   smoke.      There    has   never    been   so  schoolboy  is  familiar  with  its  introduction  into 

celebrated  a  conversationalist  as  Johnson.      I  England   by  Walter  Raleigh.      Since  then,  its 

am  inclined  to  think  ft  was  never  at  its  best  spread  has  been  so  rapid  and  so  universal  that 

unless  enlivened  by  his  cup  of  tea  and  old  black  it  is  the  one  bond  uniting  all  men :  the  black,  the 

pipe.  white;  the  yellow  and  the  red ;  the  Christian  and 

The  history  of  smoking  dates  back  to  our  the  Jew;  the  Mohammedan  and  the  Unbeliever. 

"Villanova  Spirit" 

There' s  a  tumult  in  the  grandstand 

As  the  kick-off  sails  away, 
And  Villanova' s  fighting  team  goes 

Charging  to  the  fray. 
The  bars  are  down,  the  season's  on! 

Across  the  field  they  go. 
With  courage  never  dying  as  they 

Crash  into  the  foe. 
Then,  loud  and  clear  upon  the  breeze, 

The  songs  and  cheers  of  yore 
Come  spurring  on  the  Blue  and  White 

To  victory  once  more. 
The  glory  of  her  banner,  and  the  honor 

Of  her  name. 
Each  warrior  seeks,  and  bravely  dares 

His  utmost  for  her  fame; 
And  when  the  final  whistle  blows, 

While  darkening  shadows  fall. 
We'll  find  our  Villanova  team 

Has  won  the  cherished  hall. 
Then  paint  across  the  leather  hide. 

In  letters  bold  and  free. 
The  winning  score,  and  place  it  high 

Where  future  sons  can  see. 
Though  few  the  numbers  we  may  boast. 

Though  small  our  squad,  and  light. 
The  Villanova  spirit  wins — 'tis  Fight! 

Fight!  FIGHT! 

J.    V.    DOMMINEY,    '17. 


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October,  1917 


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Foreword 


Vr  7 ITH  this  issue  The  Villanovan  enters 
V  upon  her  second  year  in  the  field  of 
college  journalism,  and  it  is  indeed 
with  a  pardonable  feeling  of  pride  that  we  look 
back  upon  the  success  attained  by  our  efforts  of 
the  past  year.  Then,  The  Villanovan  was 
but  an  humble  beginner;  to-day,  in  the  short 
space  of  a  year,  she  has  taken  her  place  in  the 
foremost  ranks — a  growth  which  at  the  beginning 
we  had  hardly  dared  to  hope  for.  The  encour- 
agement and  the  support  of  the  friends  of  Villa- 
nova,  so  loyally  given  in  the  past,  inspire  us  with 
the  determination  to  achieve  still  greater  suc- 
cesses in  the  future. 

We  plan  this  year  to  issue  five  numbers 
instead  of  four,  thus  making  The  Villanovan  a 
bi-monthly.     This  announcement  we  hope  will 


please  our  many  friends,  but  it  is  only  a  step 
forward  in  our  plans  to  eventually  make  The 
Villanovan  a  monthly  and  thus  become  a 
fitting  successor  to  the  old  Villanova  Monthly. 

In  reviewing  the  many  attainments  of  The 
Villanovan  during  its  initial  year  of  existence, 
we  must  not  fail  to  accord  due  credit  for  our 
literary  success  to  the  untiring  efforts  and  in- 
spiration of  Doctor  Magee,  our  Literary  Ad- 
viser, who,  because  of  his  regrettable  illness,  will 
not  be  with  us  during  the  coming  year.  In 
spite  of  this  great  misfortune  which  has  over- 
taken us,  we  feel  confident  that  the  spirit  and 
enthusiasm  which  he  enkindled  still  survive, 
and  that  our  future  will  reflect  credit  upon  his 
teachings. 


Humors  and  Friends 

HUMORS  play  a  great  part  in  every  life ;  man  feels  the  need  of  a  sincere  and  sympathetic 

for  "Time,  through  Jove's  judgment  friend.     There  must  be  one  to  whom  he  may 

just,hugealterationsbrings."  Ahumor  appeal  and  find  a  quick  response.     Yet  where 

is  a  child  of  change.      In  these  moments,  every  is  this  friend?      Must  he  not,  too,  submit  to 


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change?  He  may  be  querulous  and  out  of  sorts 
to-day;  his  mind  may  be  burdened  with  other 
weighty  problems.  Now  he  may  be  in  an  affable 
mood;  again,  he  may  be  ill-humored.  One 
minute  may  find  him  talkative;  another  severe 
and  silent. 

Yet  there  are  some  friends  who  satisfy  our 
every  humor.  There  are  friends  who  speak  or 
keep  silence  at  our  wish.  Their  minds  will  not 
run  ahead  of  us.  They  laugh  with  us  in  our 
joys;  they  weep  at  our  distress;  they  lead  us  in 
^  our  soberer  moments  to  earnest,  serious  thought. 
Would  we  go  back  to  ancient  days?  They 
make  the  journey  with  us.  Would  we  revel  in 
the  beauties  of  nature?  They  gladly  bear  us 
company.  They  never  contradict  us,  never  mis- 
construe our  motives.  They  meet  us  in  the  rich 
banquet-hall  as  well  as  at  the  peasant's  humble 
board.  These  silent,  sympathetic  friends  are 
books. 

To-day  we  have  been  busy  in  a  careless, 
heartless  city.  It  seems  that  the  brotherhood  of 
man  has  become  a  mere  fiction.  The  endless 
strife,  the  heated  competition  is  disheartening. 
We  scarce  have  heard  a  sympathetic  word. 
In  the  evening  we  ponder  over  the  day's  events, 
but  find  no  solution.  Our  silent  friends  are  all 
around  us.  Charles  Dickens  speaks  from  one 
long  shelf.  He  tells  us  of  the  true  spirit  of 
democracy.  We  pass  with  him  through  the 
lowest  classes  of  society.  The  poor  and  un- 
fortunate come  very  near  to  us.  The  rags  and 
tatters  are  forgotten ;  beneath  we  see  a  heart  of 
gold.  Characters  apparently  worthless  display 
qualities  worthy  of  true  aristocracy.  The  little 
lad  who  knew  no  other  words  in  life  but  "Move 
along,"  learns  how  to  humbly  whisper,  "Our 
Father,  "and  pass  along  to  wealth  and  happiness. 
We  solve  our  problems,  in  these  silent  friends. 

A  little  wit  and  humor  is  essential  at  times 
to  every  man.  The  serious  problems  of  life 
weary  our  minds,  and  we  long  for  lighter  thought. 


Tom  Hood  supplies  our  need.  We  pore  over 
the  "Literary  Reminii fences "  and  soon  are 
laughing  with  a  man  who  saw  the  ludicrous  side 
of  life,  though  at  the  same  time,  he  expe- 
rienced much  of  its  pain. 

Around  us  every  day  Mother  Nature  is  cater- 
ing to  our  every  whim.  But  often  our  eyes  are 
closed  to  her  beauties  and  our  ears  are  deaf  to 
all  her  messages.  James  Thompson  takes  us 
through  the  round  of  seasons.  He  points  out  all 
nature's  glories,  and  we  put  aside  his  "Seasons" 
convinced  that  we  may  learn  great  lessons  from 
the  trees,  apd  flowers,  and  wonders  of  the  world 
about  us. 

Jane  Austen  brings  us  into  the  every-day 
family  life.  Wilkie  Collins  arouses  our  interest 
by  his  clever  construction  and  solution  of 
intricate  plots.  The  great  Shakespeare  brings 
us  in  touch  with  every  possible  variety  in  charac- 
ter. In  fine,  our  silent  friends  are  ever  ready 
to  accompany  us  in  all  our  humors. 

But  humors  themselves  are  sources  of  dis- 
couragemxcnt.      The  marvel  is  that  we  are  so 
weak  and  little.     Why  cannot  we  be  stronger, 
loftier  than  our  whims  and  fancies? 
' '  Presumptuous  man!  the  reason  wouldst  thou  find, 
Why  formed  so  weak,  so  little,  and  so  blind? 
First,  if  thou  canst,  the  harder  reason  guess. 
Why  formed  no  weaker,  blinder,  and  no  less?" 
The  poet  solves  our  problem. 

Faithful,  earnest  friends!  They  never  tire  in 
their  work.  They  are  never  too  busy  to  come  to 
our  assistance.  If  they  have  been  left  alone  for 
a  time,  they  feel  no  pique.  They  are  as  un- 
changeable as  the  stars  in  the  heavens.  When 
the  evening  of  life  is  gently  falling  around  us; 
when  we  are  among  the  last,  lingering  leaves  of 
the  fall;  when  all  the  old-time  chums  are  gone, 
these  silent  friends  stay  by  our  side,  strengthen 
us  in  our  last  moments,  and  help  to  close  our 
eyes  in  the  last  sleep. 

Joseph  A.  O'Leary,   '18. 


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Re-Opening  of  College 

LASSES  were  resumed  for  the  scholastic 
year  on  September  17th.  Because 
many  of  last  year's  students  had  en- 
listed and  a  number  of  others  had  been  drafted, 
and  because  of  war  conditions  in  general,  it  was 
thought  that  this  year's  registration  would  be 
much  below  normal.  Contrary  to  expectations, 
however,  enough  new  students  entered  to  bring 
registration  figures  up  to  the  normal  standard. 

Changes  in  Faculty 

There  have  been  several  changes  made  in  the 
Faculty  of  the  College,  the  most  notable  being, 
of  course,  the  appointment  of  the  new  President, 
Rev.  James  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A.,  to  succeed.  Father 
Dohan,  who  has  been  named  as  Rector  of  St. 
Joseph's  Church,  Greenwich,  N.  Y. 

Another  important  change  is  the  appointment 
of  Rev.  George  A.  O'Meara  and  Rev.  Joseph  C- 
Bartley  as  teachers  in  the  English  Department, 
to  take  the  place  of  Charles  Magee,  Ph.D.,  who 
after  twelve  years  of  faithful  and  efficient  service 
in  charge  of  the  Department  of  English,  has  been 
obliged  to  give  up  his  classes  for  the  present  year, 
because  of  an  unfortunate  affliction  of  the  eyes. 
Dr.  Magee's  illness,  and  his  consequent  inability 
to  continue  his  classes,  is  a  source  of  great  regret 
to  all.  In  addition  to  being  one  of  our  most  able 
teachers,  he  was  likewise  one  of  the  most  popular. 
It  is  sincerely  hoped  that  this  rest  may  be 
beneficial  and  that  he  may  soon  recover  com- 
pletely from  his  illness. 

Other  new  teachers  are  Father  M.  J.  Locke, 
S.  T.  R.,  who  will  occupy  the  chair  of  Natural 
Theology,  and  Fathers  McCloskey,  Brice,  Mc- 
Ginty  and  Gough. 

Those  of  last  year's  Faculty  who  have  been 


transferred  to  other  fields  of  service  are  Fathers 
Colgan,  Shea,  Tierney,  Corr,  and  Campbell. 

Another  change  at  Villanova  has  been  the 
appointment  of  Reverend  John  B.  Leonard,  a 
former  Professor  of  the  College,  to  be  Prior  of 
the  Monastery  to  succeed  Rev.  H.  A.  Gallagher, 
who,  because  of  illness,  has  retired  from  active 
duty. 

Athletic  Association 

On  Wednesday  evening,  October  3rd,  the 
students  of  the  College  assembled  in  the  Audi- 
torium for  the  purpose  of  re-organizing  the 
College  Athletic  Association.  After  a  few 
timely  remarks  by  Father  Dean,  on  the  value  of 
such  an  association  to  the  institution,  the  fol- 
lowing officers  were  elected: 

President,  John  Dougherty,  '18 
Vice-President,  John  Butler,  '19 
Secretary,  John  Maguire,  '20 
Treasurer,  Frank  Brahan,  '20 
Football  Manager,  Paul  O'Brien,  '18 
Assistant  Football  Manager,  Walter  Guy,  '19 
Several  committees  were  appointed  by  Presi- 
dent Dougherty,  chief  among  them  being  the 
By-Laws  Committee,  the  Publicity  Committee, 
and  a  Football  Committee. 

Manager  o'Brien  is  hard  at  work  arranging  all 
the  little  details  which  will  aid  in  the  success  of 
the  big  game  with  Ursinus  in  Norristown  on 
November  3rd.  Walter  Guy  is  proving  himself 
an  able  assistant  to  Mr.  O'Brien  in  this  matter. 

Preparatory  Athletic  Association 

The  Preparatory  students,  emulating  the 
example  set  by  the  College  men,  have  also  formed 
an  Athletic  Association  with  the  following 
officers : — 


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President,  Thomas  J.  McGrath 
Vice-President,  Edward  McKenna 
Secretary,  Arthur  Malone 
Football  Manager,  Harry  Barrett 
Assistant  Manager,  Theodore  Stecker 

Phi  Kappa  Pi 

A  meeting  of  the  Engineering  Society  was  held 
Friday  evening,  September  28th,  and  the  fol- 
lowing new  officers  were  installed  for  the  ensuing 
year: 

President,  Armando  Alvarez, '18 

Vice-President,  Peter  Malick,  '20 

Secretary,  Howard  Tyrrell,  '20 

Sergeant-at-Arms,  Frank  Brahan,   '20 

Faculty  Adviser,  Prof.  Charles  McGeehan, 
B.  S.,  E.  E. 

Treasurer,  Prof.  John  Sweeney,  B.  S. 

Brief  but  effective  talks  dealing  with  the 
progress  of  the  Society  were  given  by  Professor 
McGeehan,  Mr.  Alvarez,  and  Father  Dean, 
newly  appointed  President  of  the  College,  who 
founded  the  Engineering  Society. 

Father  Dean's  interest  in  the  Society  has 
never  ceased,  and  his  connection  with  it  in  his 
new  capacity  has  given  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi  a  new 
impetus,  and  a  new  vigor  has  been  infused  into 
its  members  old  and  new. 

All  that  will  remain  to  complete  the  success 
of  this  important  organization  is  the  co-operation 
of  the  graduate  members  in  its  various  under- 
takings. 

The  Phi  Kappa  Pi,  then,  through  The  Villa- 
NOVAN,  earnestly  requests  the  aforesaid  co- 
operation of  its  graduate  members  to  make  this 
year  even  more  successful  than  it  has  been  in 
the  past. 

A  communication  has  been  received  from  Mr. 
John  A.  Gilson,  of  the  American  Telephone  and 
Telegraph  Company,  712  Lafayette  Building, 
5th  and  Chestnut  Streets,  Philadelphia,  in  which 
he  states  that  his  company  is  anxious  to  secure 
the  services  of  Villanova's  engineers,  civil  as 
well  as  electrical.  Any  Alumnus  interested  in 
this  kind  of  work  may  communicate  directly 
with  Mr.  Gilson  at  the  above  address. 

Epsilon  Phi  Theta 
A  meeting  of  the  Classical  Society  was  held 
Thursday  evening,   October   25th,  with   Presi- 
dent Vincent   Molyneaux  in  the  chair.      The 


usual  routine  work  was  gone  over  and  plans  for 
an  increased  activity  for  this  year  were  an- 
nounced. 

A  letter  from  John  J.  Hans,  ex-'19,  was  read, 
in  which  he  tendered  his  resignation  as  Vice 
President  of  the  Society,  because  of  his  entrance 
into  Niagara  Seminary. 

Secretary  James  J.  Egan  spoke  of  the  ar- 
rangements which  are  being  made  for  the 
initiation  of  those  who  have  been  proposed  as 
new  members.  Although  no  date  has  been  set 
for  the  initiation,  as  yet,  it  is  planned  to  hold  a 
banquet  on  the  following  evening. 


Class  Officers 

The  following  Class  Officers  have  been  elected 
for   the  year: — 

Senior 

President,  Charles  McGuckin 

Vice  President,  John  F.  Sheehan 

Secretary  and  Treasurer,  Joseph  O'Leary    - 

Sergeant-at-Arms,    Collier   Griswold 

Junior 

President,  John  B.  Butler 

Vice  President,  Walter  Guy 

Secretary,  James  J.  Egan 

Treasurer,  Roman  Mayer 

Sergeant-at-Arms,  J.  Febiger  Ewing 
Sophomore 

President,  James  Murray 

Vice  President,  Edward  Diggles 

Secretary,    Charles  Stein 

Treasurer,  John  W.  Jones 

Football  Committee  R-^  presentative,  John 
Maguire 

Extension  Courses 

Saturday,  October  13th,  1917,  the  extension 
courses  for  the  Sisters  of  the  Immaculate  Heart, 
which  last  term  and  during  the  summer  had  been 
conducted  at  Villa  Maria,  Frazier,  Pa.,  by 
Fathers  Dohan,  Murphy,  and  Hickey,  were 
resumed  at  the  College,  where  they  will  be 
continued  every  Saturday.  Classes  for  the 
present  term  in  History  of  Philosophy,  General 
Metaphysics  and  Psychology  are  being  con- 
ducted by  Fathers  M.J.  Murphy,  P.  H.  Kehoe, 
and  D.  J.  Kavanaugh.  In  addition.  Dr.  F.  E. 
Tourscher  is  conducting  a  post-graduate  class  in 
History.  Thirteen  Sisters  in  all  have  been  en- 
rolled for  the  courses.    John  J.  Maquire,  '20. 


r'^^j^^^^vy.;---'  •^■i*:  -"  ]■'';- 


■  ■■,'.;;^ 


BEGINNING  a  new  year  we  wish  again  to 
beg  the  members  of  our  Alumni,  grad- 
uates and  former  students  of  Villanova 
to  assist  us  in  making  this  department  a  success. 
While  we  have  received  general  commendation 
upon  the  success  of  our  column,  several  have 
deplored  the  absence  of  notes  concerning  our 
older  Alumni.  In  explanation  we  wish  to  re- 
peat that  we  are  dependent  for  news  items 
upon  the  members  of  the  Alumni  themselves. 
We  are  only  too  glad  to  publish  any  items  which 
may  be  of  general  interest  to  them  and  we  shall 
appreciate  any  aid  which  may  be  furnished  us  in 
the  gathering  of  these  items.  With  co- 
operation on  the  part  of  all,  our  department 
during  the  coming  year  will  grow  in  interest, 
and  will  achieve  that  success  we  desire  for  it. 

Enlistments 

In  our  June  number  we  published  the  names 
of  many  of  our  Alumni  who  had  joined  forces 
with  Uncle  Sam  in  his  campaign  against  Ger- 
many to  make  the  world  safe  for  democracy. 
Since  that  time  we  have  learned  of  many  others 
who  have  joined  the  colors.  We  are  giving 
their  names,  together  with  the  branch  of  the 
service  to  which  they  belong  and  their  present 
address  as  far  as  we  have  been  able  to  ascertain 
it. 

Aviation 
Roger  J.  Martin 

Eugene  B.  Troxell,  Ft.  Leavenworth 
M.  Eugene  Walsh 
Joseph  T.  Scanlan 
Ralph  Sabbatino 
Cletus  Brady,  '19 
Carl  Shanfelter,  Second  Lieutenant 


Army 

Wm.   Strauch,    '15,   Artillery   School,   Fortress 

Monroe 
Archibold  J.   Fulton,   Jr.,   Second  Lieutenant, 

Engineers 
Philip  A.  Barry,  Second  Lieutenant,  Infantry 
Dr.  Hugh  A.  Riley,  Surgeon,  Artillery 
David  Ward,  '15,  Fort  Oglethorpe 
Stanley  T.  Coar,  '13,  Captain,  Infantry 
Chas.  Walkinshaw,  Signal  Corps 
James  P.  Kelly,  '15,  165th  Regiment,  N.  Y. 
Sylvester  Sabbatino,  '16,  Plattsburg 
Karl    G.    Drach,    Second    Lieutenant    Quarter 

Master  Master  Corps,  Chillicothe,  Ohio. 
Leontine  Walsh,  Hospital  Corps 
Clarence  Snyder,  Hospital  Corps,  Allentown,  Pa. 
Joseph  McHugh,  Hospital  Corps,  Allentown,  Pa. 
John  Crane,  Hospital  Corps,  Allentown,  Pa. 
Chas.   Dougherty,   Hospital   Corps,  Allentown, 

Pa. 
Joseph  Wherrity,  N.  G.  Co.  E,  8th  Pa.   Inf., 

Camp  Hancock,  Ga. 
Thomas  O'Malley,   '16,  First  Lieutenant,  50th 
Inf.,  Syracuse,  N.  Y. 
John  T.    Daly,   First  Lieutenant,    8th,   N.  Y. 

Coast  Artillery 
J.  Roy  Gutwald,  '16,  Cavalry,  Augusta,  Ga. 
James  McCann,  Cavalry,  Augusta,  Ga. 
Thomas  Easley,  '13,  Cavalry,  Augusta,  Ga. 
Theodore   E.   Voight,   '20,  Second  Lieut.  Cav. 

Camp  Devens,  Ayer,  Mass. 
Ralph  J.  Penrose,  Cavalry 
Norman  Penrose,  Cavalry 
Daniel  McEnerney,  '19,  National  Army 
William  Frazier,  National  Army 
David  Fleming,  '20,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer,  Mass. 
Jos.  F.  Murnane,  ex-'19,  National  Army,  Camp 

Devens,  Ayer,  Mass. 


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John  Cronin,  National  Army,  Camp  Devens, 

Ayer,  Mass. 
Patrick  Reagan/  National  Army,  Camp  Meade, 

Md. 
Mike  Dougherty,  National  Army,  Camp  Meade, 

Md. 
Edward   V.    McCuIlian,    '17,    National   Army, 

Camp  Meade,  Md. 
Donald  McDonald,  '19,  National  Army,  Camp 

Meade,  Md. 
Richard  Fogarty,  National  Army,  Camp  Meade, 
■     Md. 
Joseph  F.  Sweeney,  '12,  Master  Gunner,  Fortress 

Monroe 
Harry    Breslin,     ex-' 17,    Electrical    Specialist, 

Fortress  Monroe 

Navy 
Joseph  Pallis,  Yoeman 
John  K.  Thornton,  Yoeman 
Thomas  Carnes,  Quartermaster  Corps 
Frank  Feeney,  '20,  Naval  Reserve 
Patrick  O'Brien,  '16,  Newport  News 
Walter  Cain,  '18 

Peter  Dunn,  star  fullback  of  last  year's  Prep. 
Team,  is  now  a  Sergeant  in  the  Quartermaster 
Corps. 

Reverend  Charles  J.  Baker,  O.  S.  A.,  has  been 
designated  for  a  chaplaincy  in  the  Army.  As 
yet  he  has  not  been  notified  to  report. 

The  following  are  now  at  West  Point,  study- 
ing to  be  future  officers  of  Uncle  Sam's:  Austin 
F.  Gilmartin,  Samuel  Green,  and  John  Dom- 
miney.  John,  who  graduated  last  June,  is  out 
for  a  place  on  the  Army  football  team.  Good 
luck  to  you,  former  Editor  of  The  Villanovan. 

Con.  Dougherty,  Jim  Reap,  and  Aloysius 
McCalley  are  in  the  Fort  Niagara  Training 
Camp. 

Weddings 

Since  our  last  issue,  we  have  learned  of  several 
of  our  Alumni  who  have  joined  the  ranks  of  the 
Benedicts. 

In  the  early  part  of  June,  George  Wilson,  '16, 
was  married  to  Miss  Rita  Nugent,  of  Consho- 
hocken.  George  is  the  second  Villanova  man 
to  marry  a  Miss  Nugent  from  Conshohocken. 
Pat  Kelly,  '11,  probably  showed  George  the 
route  to  Conshohocken. 


June  30th,  at  Villanova,  Timothy  J.  Spillane/ 
'14,  was  married  to  Miss  Mary  Ryan,  of  Rose- 
mont.      Father   Dohan  officiated   at  the  cere- 
mony.    Joseph  Woods,  '16,  acted  as  best  man. 

The  example  must  have  made  an  impression, 
for  Joseph  Woods,  '16,  himself,  on  October  8th, 
was  married  to  Miss  Ethel  May  Stevens  at 
Worchester,  Mass.  Joe  leaves  for  Camp  Devens 
in  the  near  future. 

Robert  O'Connor,  '15,  fell  a  victim  to  Cupid's 
arrows  and  on  July  9th,  at  the  Church  of  the 
Assumption,  Philadelphia,  was  married  to  Miss 
Mary  Keenan.  Miss  Keenan  is  a  cousin  to 
Roger  J.  Martin,  so  was  already  in  the  Villanova 
family.  Bob  at  the  time  of  his  marriage  held  a 
position  with  the  Curtis  Aeroplane  Co.,  at 
Buffalo,  but  recently  has  been  selected  as  a  mem- 
ber of  the  New  National  Army, 

The  Villanovan  extends  to  the  happy 
couples,  its  best  wishes  and  felicitations. 

Jottings 

The  Editor  observed  quite  a  number  of 
Alumni  faces  at  the  Muhlenburg  game  at 
AUentown.  There  were  many  khaki  lads  of  the 
Ambulance  Corps  whose  faces  were  familiar  at 
one  time  in  the  halls  of  Villanova. 

Father  Plunkett  was  on  hand  at  the  opening 
of  school,  with  two  new  freshmen  from  his 
parish  at  Sharon,  Conn. 

Frank  Brady  was  likewise  here  with  a  younger 
brother  for  the  Freshman  Class. 

George  Barr,  '13,  a  recent  visitor,  is  now  in 
business  for  himself  as  an  electrical  contractor 
at  Chester,  Pa. 

Harry  T.  McAteer,  of  Pittsburgh,  Pa,,  who 
was  at  Villanova  in  1877  and  1878,  was  recently 
elected  National  President  of  the  I.  C.  B.  U. 

Brigadier-General  Frank  Mclntyre,  who  re- 
ceived a  degree  of  Doctor  of  Laws  at  the  Com- 
mencement last  June,  was  recently  promoted 
to  Major-General. 

Owen  McGovem,  who  graduated  last  June 
from  the  Medical  Department  of  Medico-Chi 
College,  Philadelphia,  has  been  appointed  an 
interne  at  St.  Mary's  Hospital,  Philadelphia. 

Second  Lieutenant  Theodore  Voigt  was  a 
recent  visitor.  Lieutenant  Voigt  is  now  sta- 
tioned at  Camp  Devens,  Mass. 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


John  P.  Mockaitis,  '12,  former  Professor  in 
Chemistry  at  the  College,  now  holds  a  position 
with  a  Standard  Oil  Co.,  at  Bayonne,  N.  J. 
Professor  Mockaitis  was  with  us  recently  for  a 
short  time. 

James  King,  ex-'18,  and  John  Hans,  ex-'19, 
have  entered  the  Seminary  at  Niagara.  John 
was  Advertising  Manager  of  The  Villanovan 
when  it  made  its  initial  bow,  and  contributed 
greatly  to  its  success. 

John  0.  Hernandez,  M.  D.,  A.  B.,  '09,  Resi- 
dent Surgeon  of  Cienfuegos,  Cuba,  has  been 
sent  by  the  Cuban  Government  as  a  representa- 
tive to  the  American  Congress  of  Surgery  at 
Chicago.  Dr.  Hernandez  spent  a  few  pleasant 
hours  with  us  here  while  on  his  way  to  Chicago. 

Rev.  .^J.  F.  Green,  O.  S.  A.,  President  of  St. 
Rita's  College,  Chicago,  111.,  upon  the  occasion 
of  the  Silver  Jubilee  of  his  ordination  last  June, 
was  honored  by  Niagara  University  with  the 
degree  of  Doctor  of  Laws.  To  the  Reverend 
Jubiliarian  The  Villanovan  extends  its  hearty 
congratulations. 

Cyril  Burke,  '17,  is  a  sales  man  for  a  firm  in 
Milwaukee. 

Jack  Domminey,  '17,  a  few  days  after  gradu- 
ation entered  West  Point. 

Frank  Goodwin,  '17,  is  now  a  construction 
engineer  with  the  Westinghouse,  Church,  Kerr 
Co.,  and  is  located  at  Essington,  Pa. 

Joseph  Kirsch,  '17,  is  with  the  Penna.  R.  R. 
Co.,  in  the  Signal  Department  of  the  Paoli 
Division. 


Edward  V.  McCullian,  '17,  shortly  after 
graduation  secured  an  appointment  as  Principal 
of  Summit  Hill  High  School,  but  recently  was 
selected  for  the  New  National  Army. 

On  November  3rd,  the  annual  football  game 
between  Villanova  and  Ursinus  will  be  held  in 
Norristown.  Both  institutions  look  forward  to 
this  game  as  the  big  game  of  their  schedule,  and 
we  are  out  to  win.  The  Alumni  can  do  their 
part  by  attending  the  contest  in  as  great  a 
number  as  possible. 

Deaths 

Supreme  Court  Justice  William  J.  Carr  of  the 
Appellate  Division  of  New  York,  who  had  re- 
ceived the  degree  of  Doctor  of  Laws  from  Villa- 
nova,  died  August  5th.  -\ 

Francis  Hageney,  ex-' 19,  while  returning  home 
after  collecting  some  rents,  was  waylaid  by  a 
negro  highwayman  in  Camden,  N.  J.,  last 
August,  and  died  a  s  result  of  his  injuries. 
Frank  was  one  of  the  most  popular  students 
while  at  College,  always  taking  an  interest  in  the 
various  College  activities.  Deeply  religious  and 
studious,  his  life  was  one  of  constant  edification. 
All  who  knew  him  as  a  student  will  deeply 
mourn  his  untimely  death. 

To  John  P.  Kelly,  '15,  The  Villanovan  ex- 
tends its  condolences  upon  the  death  of  his 
father,  who  was  killed  in  a  railroad  accident  at 
Chicago  last  August.     Reguiescant  in  pace. 

Paul  A.  O'Brien,  '18. 


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or.M. 


VILLANOVA'S  prospects  for  a  winning 
eleven  in  1917,  which  seemed  so  bright  at 
the  close  of  the  football  season  last 
year,  were  lessened  considerably  by  the  condi- 
tions brought  about  by  the  war.  Several  of  the 
most  promising  players  left  College  to  enter 
the  service  of  Uncle  Sam;  a  number  of  games 
were  cancelled;  in  fact  it  looked  very  much  as 
if  the  sport  would  have  to  be  suspended  for  a 
year,  as  several  colleges  had  already  done. 
During  the  summer,  however,  the  government 
announced  itself  in  favor  of  inter-collegiate 
athletics  and  urged  that  they  be  continued  as 
usual.  It  was  thereupon  decided  to  continue 
football  if  at  all  possible,  even  though  chances 
for  a  victorious  eleven  would  be  very  slight. 
The  first  question  then  was  the  engagement  of  a 
coach.  After  much  deliberation,  Tom  Reap, 
one  of  the  greatest  players  who  ever  represented 
Villanova  on  the  gridiron,  was  finally  selected 
and  the  1917  campaign  was  gotten  under  way. 

Our  new  coach  needs  no  introduction,  having 
represented  Villanova  on  the  football  field  for 
four  years.  He  ended  his  playing  days  under 
the  tutelage  of  Dutch  Sommers  and  held  down 
the  tackle  position  on  the  famous  team  of  1915. 
Nor  is  he  without  coaching  experience,  for  in 
September  of  the  following  year  Tom  entered 
the  Law  School  at  Dickinson  and  coached  the 
football  team  at  that  institution  to  a  very  suc- 
cessful season. 

The  prospects  which  greeted  Coach  Reap  and 
Captain  McGuckin  at  the  outset  of  the  season 
were  not  as  promising  as  in  previous  years. 
Only  four  veterans  of  last  year's  team  have  re- 
turned and  around  these  four  men  Coach  Reap 
must  build  his  new  machine.  Captain  Mc- 
Guckin is  the  only  veteran  in  the  backfield, 
while  McGeehan,  Ewing  and  coan  are  in  their 
old   positions  in   the  line.      Among   the  most 


promising  of  the  new  men  are,  Weigand,  Mc- 
Grady,  Reagan,  Fogarty,  Brennan,  Benson, 
McCarthy,  McDermott,  Griswold  and  O'Leary. 

The  schedule  this  year,  due  to  cancellations 
occasioned  by  war  conditions,  contains  only  five 
games,  the  most  important  of  which  is  the  game 
with  Ursinus  at  Norristown.  The  schedule 
follows : 

Oct.  6 — Muhlenberg  at  Alleritown 

Oct.  13 — Open 

Oct.  20 — Lebanon  Valley  at  Villanova 

Oct.  27 — Army  at  West  Point 

Nov.  3 — Ursinus  at  Norristown 

Nov.  10 — Open 

Nov.  17 — Navy  at  Annapolis 

Muhlenberg,  0;  Villanova,  0 
With  only  four  of  last  year's  veterans  in  the 
line-up,  Villanova's  football  team  opened  the 
1917  season,  on  October  6th,  at  Allentown. 
The  game  was  very  loosely  played  and  neither 
team  could  score  in  the  four  twelve-minute  per- 
iods. 

Villanova  was  in  a  position  to  score  on  several 
occasions,  but  at  the  critical  moment  Muhlen- 
berg's line  held  and  our  inexperienced  eleven 
lacked  the  final  punch. 

The  Allentown  Collegians  did  not  have  a  very 
strong  offence  and  Lynch,  Coan  and  McGeehan, 
by  their  brilliant  defenive  play,  easily  kept  the 
opponents  out  of  the  danger  zone.  Lynch's 
work  especially  was  noteworthy  and  brought 
back  fond  memories  of  the  form  displayed  by 
this  athlete  during  the  1915  season.  McGuckin 
was  the  only  backfield  man  who  could  gain  con- 
sistently for  Villanova,  and  he  got  away  for 
several  nice  runs.  On  two  occasions  the  Varsity 
maneuvered  the  ball  to  the  twenty-yard  line, 
where  McGuckin  attempted  dropkicks,  a  favor- 
ite stunt  of  his,  but  a  brisk  northeast  wind  was 


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stronger  than  Charlie's  toe  and  the  ball  went 
wide  of  its  mark. 

McGuckin  had  defeated  Muhlenberg  on  two 
previous  occasions  by  means  of  the  field  goal 
route,  and  after  his  failure  on  this  occasion  the 
up-Staters  were  content  to  play  for  an  even 
break. 

Joe  McDermott,  one  of  last  year's  prep  school 
stars,  made  his  debut  in  this  contest,  being  sub- 
stituted for  Benson  in  the  second  period.  He 
played  very  well  for  the  few  minutes  he  was  in 
the  game. 


Muhlenberg 

Noodle left  end .  .  . 

Garrison left  tackle . 

Solomon left  guard . 

Cabellus center .  . .  . 


ViLLANOVA 

.  McGeehan 

Coan 

. .  .  Brennan 
Lynch 


Fretag right  guard Fogarty 

Carelton right  tackle Benson 

Anderson right  end Ewing 

Lennox quarterback Reagan 

Carter halfback McGrady 

Lucas halfback Weigand 

Gate fullback McGuckin 

Score:  0—0. 

Substitutions:  For  Muhlenberg — Lewis  for  Solomon, 
Weaver  for  Carter,  Carter  for  Gate.  For  Villanova — 
McDermott  for  Benson.  Umpire — Shankweiler,  Muhlen- 
berg. Referee — Okeson,  Lehigh.  Head  Linesman — 
Carter. 

Villanova,  0;  Lebanon  Valley,  16 
On  October  20th,  Lebanon  Valley  defeated 
Villanova  in  a  football  game  that  was  bitterly 
contested  throughout  the  four  periods.  The 
score  fails  to  show  the  hard  work  of  the  Varsity, 
as  the  victors  were  forced  to  battle  for  every 
inch  of  ground  gained. 

Despite  a  wonderful  defense,  Villanova  was 
forced  to  give  way  to  the  superior  line  plunging 
of  the  Lebanon  Valley  backfield.  Several  times 
the  Varsity  was  within  scoring  distance,  but 
lacked  the  necessary  punch.  Captain  Mc- 
Guckin missed  two  tries  for  field  goals  from 
difficult  angles. 

After  an  exchange  of  punts  and  several 
penalties,  Villanova  had  the  ball  on  its  own 
20-yard  line.  Here  McGrady's  punt  was 
blocked  and  Lebanon  Valley  recovered  the  ball 
on  the  30-yard  line.      After  failing  to  gain  its 


distance  by  line-plunging,  Atticks  dropped 
back  and  kicked  a  goal  from  placement,  scoring 
the  first  points  of  the  game. 

In  the  second  quarter  the  Varsity's  backfield 
braced  and  carried  the  ball  to  Lebanon  Valley's 
10-yard  line.  However,  the  ball  was  lost  on 
downs  and  Villanova  lost  its  best  chance  to 
score. 

Lebanon  Valley  kicked  off  in  the  third  quarter 
and  after  making  two  first  downs  the  Varsity 
was  forced  to  kick,  Snavely  running  the  ball 
back  to  midfield.  Two  forward  passes  in  suc- 
cession then  failed,  when  Haines,  Lebanon 
Valley's  stocky  halfback,  skirted  the  Varsity's 
end  and,  shaking  off  the  Blue  and  White  team, 
made  a  pretty  run  of  60  yards  for  a  touchdown. 
Atticks  kicked  the  goal. 

Lebanon  Valley  again  took  the  ball  in  the 
quarter  and  battered  its  way  to  Villanova's 
goal  line,  where  a  short  pass  over  the  line  ta 
Atticks  scored  the  last  touchdown.  Atticks 
failed  in  his  attempt  to  kick  the  goal. 

Red  Coan,  at  left  tackle  for  the  Varsity,, 
played  a  wonderful  defensive  game  until  he 
was  carried  off  the  field.  Lynch  also  played 
well  at  center. 

Snavely  and  Haines  were  the  stars  of  the 
Lebanon  Valley  backfield,  with  McGuckin  ,^ 
Diggles  and  McGeehan  starring  for  Villanova. 

ViLLANOVAN  LEBANON   VaLLEY 

McDermott left  end Morrison 

Coan left  tackle Atticks 

Brennan left  guard Potter 

Lynch center Simonbette 

Fogarty right  guard Clark 

Benson right  tackle Fishborn 

Ewing right  end Wine 

Diggles quarterback Rupp 

McGeehan left  halfback Haines 

McGrady right  halfback Wheeler 

McGuckin fullback Walter 

Score  by  periods: 

Villanova 0  0  0  0—0 

Lebanon  Valley 3  0  7  6—16 

Touchdowns — Haines  and  Atticks.  Goal  from  touch- 
down— Atticks.  Goal  from  field — Atticks.  Substitu- 
tions: Lebanon  Valley — Snavely  for  Walter,  Isaacs  for 
Clark,  Beck  for  Wine,  Moore  for  Rupp,  Peiqer  for  Wheeler. 
Villanova — McCarty  for  Fogarty,  Wiegand  for  Mc- 
Grady, McGrady  for  McDermott,  Reagon  for  Diggles, 
McDermott  for  Coan.  Time  of  quarters — 15  minutes. 
Referee — Brumbaugh,  Penn.  Umpire — Price,  Swarth- 
more.      Linesman — Hoskins,  Lehigh. 

John  J.  Dougherty,  '17. 


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Bee — Where? 
(A  Splinter) 

Seated  one  day  in  the  garden, 

Happy  was  I  and  at  ease, 
Placid  thoughts  within  me  moving 

At  each  gust  of  Fancy's  breeze. 

Airy  castles  were  my  dwelling 

Where  Thought  roved  without,  within — 

Suddenly  a  chill  sensation 

Crept  with  speed  o'er  all  my  skin! 

Vainly  did  I  change  my  posture. 

Vainly  did  I  gaze  around; 
Though  I  saw  no  rude  intruder. 

Still  I  heard  a  buzzing  sound. 

Near  and  nearer  seemed  its  coming 

( Whence  as  yet  I  could  not  tell) , 
Till  the  crisis,  sudden,  startling — 

Something  stung  me,  made  me  yell! 

Jumped  I,  whooping  like  a  madman. 

As  a  bee  came  to  my  view; 
And  the  more  I  tried  to  kill  it. 

All  the  more  it  stung  anew. 

From  one  stung  with  such  a  pointer. 

Take  this  pointer  once  for  all; 
Learn  from  an  unlucky  BEE-ING 

Wisdom's  honey,  sorrow's  gall. 

SPLINTERS  driving  points  can  give  you, 

Like  the  splinter  of  the  bee: 
Pray,  BEWARE,  in  viewing  nature, 

Stinging  insects  WHERE  they  BEE! 

F.  A.  Rafferty,  '19. 


Hot-air  patriots  took  cold  feet  from  the  draft. 

*  *         * 

Professor — "What  do  you  know  of  the  age 
of  Elizabeth?" 

Student  (dreamily) — "She'll  be  nineteen  next 

birthday." 

*  *         * 

First  Student — "H2O  is  the  symbol  for  water, 
isn't  it?"  ■  .- 

Second  Student — "Yes,  I  believe  so." 
First  Student— "Well,  what's  H2O4?" 

Second  Student— "  Why,  to  drink,  I  suppose." 

*  *         * 

To  make  sons  college-bred  requires  a  lot  of 
dough. 

Feb  and  Joe  claim  that  since  the  school  has 
been  organized  on  a  military  basis,  a  person 
whose  wanderings  are  restricted  by  the  bounda- 
ries of  the  campus  should  be  paroled  at  least 

twice  a  week. 

*  *         * 

Mike — "Did  Doctor  Mallon  treat  you?" 
Vince — "No,  he  charged  me  two  dollars." 

Mr.  Banks  must  be  some  card  shark;  he 
certainly  does  a  lot  of  shuffling. 

First  Student — "Three  times  now  Fve  had  to 
send  to  dad  for  money  to  go  home  with  at 
Thanksgiving." 

Second  Student — "I  suppose  you  spent  the 
money  for  a  good  time," 

First  Student — "No,  not  that;  he  hasn't  sent 
it  to  me  yet." 


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The  list  of  officers  in  the  junior  class  seems  to  Graduate — "When  I  left  college  I  didn't  owe 

be  the  class  roll.  anyone  a  cent."           „ 

*        *        *  Student — "Dear   me,   what   an   unfortunate 

Prof,  (illustrating  the  meaning  of  metonomy)  time  to  leave!" 

— "You  say  you  smoke  a  pipe,  but  you  do  not  *         *         * 

smoke  the  pipe.     You  smoke  the  tobacco  in  the  Physics  Prof. — "What's  a  dry  cell?" 

pipe."  Pupil — "Acell  with  no  juice  in  it." 

Alberto  de  Madariaga — "Excuse,  but  me  no 
smoke  pipe;  me  smoke  cigarette." 


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The  following  conversation  is  reported  to  have 

T-    ^  T-     •            u-nri.  ^,       1           •.   -^M  taken  place  between  a  colored  waiter  and  an 

First  Engineer —  What  s  a  hypocrite?  rr           i      i    j       j      j 

c         J  T-     •            U1H71           f  1 1         1    ,  army  officer  who  had  ordered   a  grape  juice 

becond  Engineer —  Why,  a  fellow  that  goes  .,           .,,,,.                                 or-j 

.   ^     ,,     ,       .        ,             ...      ,,  nckey  with  his  dinner. 

into  Mechanics  class  smiling.  ,,^  .          ,,  .,  ,                        i      i     .     a/          . 

^        ^       %,  Waiter —  Ah  m    sorry,    sah,    but    Ah    cant 

TVT            J                 •  ^-         1                              1  serve  you  all  that  drink." 

JNo  wonder  conscription  alarms  some  people,  .           ^-f-          u-nn     -^    -.tm    ^t     ^i            ^^    -» 

u                  fl     ^  ^u  1  ^L                    £        1  Army  Officer —  Why?    What  s  the  matter? 

when  you  reliect  that  the  men  are  first  drawn  rw.,      ,           r     i  •  i   .» 

,    ,                       ,  That  s  a  soft  drink. 

*  *         *  Waiter — "Ah   knows  that,   sah.      De   grape 

T-v     f    ..      Ai     1.     \     <<          J           £    J    .1  juice  am  pu'fickly  all  right,  but  the  rickey  part 

Prof   (in  Algebra) —  — and  we  find   that  x  .          ,.,.:,          rr         f      ,    i       ,, 

,            ,,  IS  prohibited  to  officers  by  de  law. 
equals  zero. 

Pupil — "And   we've   had   all   that  work   for  *         *         * 

nothing."  Brady — "What  would  you  do  for  a  headache, 

*  "^        *  Matt?" 

Newell — "They  say  this  new  Physics  book  Lynch — "Why,  I  don't  want  one  that  badly, 

will  do  half  your  work."  Tom." 


Claffey—" I  think  I'll  get  two  of  them."  * 


*         * 


Professor  (in  Biology) — "What  animal  is  sat- 
isfied with  the  least  nourishment?" 

Student — "The  moth;    it  eats   nothing  but 

holes." 

*         *         * 


A  large  number  of  the  new  students  attended 
the  first  meeting  of  the  Gobble  Gobbles,  and 
were  impressed  by  the  cordial  treatment  they 
received.  Among  the  features  of  the  evening 
must  be  mentioned  several  eccentric  and  erratic 

dances,  several  tuneful  songs,  and  "The  Bar-  First  Student — "What  do  we  have  to  study  in 

ber's  Frolic,"  in  which  Mr.  Bendinsky  played  a  English  for  to-day?" 

prominent  part.  Second  Student — "We  were  supposed  to  read 

the  life  of  Henry  Wadsworth — " 

C.  J.   (in  Electric  Design) — "Professor,  how  First  Student — " I  thought  we  had  to  read  the 

much  does  a  pound  of  iron  weigh?"    And  Chuck  life    of    Longfellow." 

is  still  wondering  where  the  joke  is.  *         *         * 

*         *         * 

,,  ^^             ,,„             T   1     ,    r    1       II  M  He — "Are  you  fond  of  indoor  sports?" 

McKenna —   Doctor,  I  don  t  feel  well.  „,        <,,,       -r  .u      i             u      1          u 

^              ,,„,,          ,             r    ,           ,-,,,  She —   Yes,  if  they  know  when  to  go  home. 

Doctor —  Where  do  you  feel  worst?  -^ 

McKenna — "In  Zoology,  Doctor."  Edgar  Drach,  '18. 


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Contents 

PAGE 

PEACE  ON  EARTH   (Poem) 3 

Harold  J.  Wiegans,  '21 

"CHRISTMAS  STORIES"  (Essay) 4 

Chas.  M.  McGreevy,  '20 

THEIR  WEDDING  BELLS  (Story) 8 

Vincent  M.  Hepf,  '21 

MACAULAY  AS  AN   ESSAYIST   (Essay) 10 

Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  '18 

THE  BLANK  PARCHMENT  (Serial) 16 

John  F.  Burns,  '17 

PATRIOTIC  ADDRESS  TO  KNIGHTS  OF  COLUMBUS 22 

Rev.  J.  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A. 

CHRISTMAS  THOUGHTS  OF   A  SOLDIER. . 26 

Jos.  E.  Heney,  '18 

A  FATAL  WAGER  (Story) 27 

Harold  J.  Wiegans,  '21 

MOONLIT  WATERS  (Poem) 28 

Harold  J.  Wiegans,  '21 

GRIT  (Poem)  28 

G.  A.  B. 

EDITORIAL 

(1)  K.  of  C.  War  Activities 29 

(2)  The  Students'  Mission  Crusade 30 

EXCHANGES 31 

COLLEGE  NOTES 32 

ALUMNI  NOTES 34 

ATHLETICS 36 

SPLINTERS 39 


THE     VILLANOVAN 

Vol.  II.  DECEMBER,  1917  No.  2 


Peace  on  Earth 

The  distant  stars  look  down  from  out  the  sky 
Like  myriad  sparkling  jewels  of  peerless  light; 
Among  the  jutting  rocks  the  cold  wind  shrieks 
And  howls,  and  speeds  away  in  frenzied  flight. 

Upon  a  frosty,  wind-swept,  sloping  hill, 
A  group  of  shepherds,  sheltered  by  a  rock 
That  jutted  out  between  them  and  the  gale. 
Keep  drowsy  watch  upon  their  shivering  flock. 

Loud  shrieks  the  wind,  and  biting,  icy  blasts, 
In  howling  fury,  strike  the  patient  sheep. 
Who  vainly  seek  for  warmth  that  never  comes, 
While  in  a  cave  the  shepherds  fall  asleep. 

Now  o'er  the  hill  a  brightness  not  of  earth 
Comes  stealing  like  the  rosy  dawn's  first  glow. 
And  suddenly,  the  piercing  cold  north  winds, 
That  roared  in  angry  might,  have  ceased  to  blow. 

A  radiant  beam  of  pure  celestial  light 
Streams  down  from  out  the  azure,  cloudless  skies, 
A  glist'ning,  lustrous,  scintillating  gleam; 
The  startled  shepherds  hasten  to  arise. 

From  out  the  night,  an  angel  of  the  Lord 
Appears,  and,  while  the  heav'nly  choirs  sing. 
Announces  to  the  humble,  awe- struck  men 
The  birth  of  their  Redeemer  and  their  King. 

God  grant  we  hear  again  that  blest  refrain, 
That  happy  hymn  that  o'er  the  hillsides  rang: 
God  grant  that  all  the  world  remember  this — 
'Twas  ''Peace  on  earth"  the  joyous  angels  sang, 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21. 


4  THE   VI  LLANO VAN 

"Christmas  Stories" 

By  Charles  M.  McGreevy,  '20 

THE  Past,  the  Present,  and  the  Future!  It  was  Tiny  Tim    who    taught  him  the  true 

At  Christmas,  more  than  at  any  other  meaning  of  Christmas. 

time  of  the  year,  these  words  bring  up  A  man  who  had  the  fewest  material  things 

before  our  minds  a  vast  field  for  congratulations  for  which  to  be  thankful  is  the  character  who 

or   regret,    for   reflection,   and    for   resolutions,  shows   us   what   a   real    Christmas   celebration 

The  Past  is  gone — gone  beyond  recall.      The  means.     He  experiences  all  the  peace  and  joy 

Present  is  ours; — yet,  just  as  we  grasp  it,  it  of  the  season,  though  he  finds  it  a  hard  task  to 

hurries  off  into  the  dead  past.     The  Future  lies  keep  a  wife  and  large  family  on  fifteen  shillings 

before  us,  with  all  its  opportunities  and  hopes,  a  week.     His  employer  is  a  miser.     "Think  of 

all  its  dangers  and  fears.  that!     Bob  Cratchitt  had  but  fifteen  'bob'  a 

That  the  genuine  spirit  of  Christmas  is  often  week  himself;    he  pocketed  on  Saturdays  but 

neglected  and  replaced  by  a  low,  worldly  coun-  fifteen  copies  of  his  Christian  name;    and  yet 

terfeit,  there  can  be  little  doubt.      Authors  in  the    Ghost   of   Christmas    Present   blessed   his 

their    works    have    made   mistakes   about    the  four-roomed  house ! " 

Christmas    spirit,    just    as    other    people   have  "A  Christmas  Carol"  pictures  the  develop- 

erred  in  their  lives.  ment  of  old  Scrooge.      Avarice  had  eaten  his 

There  is,  however,  one  author  whom  we  find  soul  away  and  there  was  no  one  in  this  great, 

attractive  and  fundamental  in  his  solution  of  wide  world  worth  a  moment's  consideration — 

the    problem.       Is   there   any   book-lover   who  save  Scrooge  and  riches.     We  have  read  of  a 

has  failed  to  read  Dickens' "Christmas  Books"?  great   man   since   Scrooge's   time,   who    in    all 

If  so,  he  has  missed  a  real,  literary  treat.     Para-  sincerity  of  soul  preached  and  lived  this  beauti- 

doxical  as  the  statement  may  at  first  appear,  it  ful  thought;    "The  older  I  get  and  the  nearer 

is,    nevertheless,    true    that    these    books    and  to  the  grave,  the  more  forcibly  is  impressed  on 

stories  are  not  all  Christmas  books  and  stories,  me  the   fact  that  there  are   for  me  but  two 

The   Christmas  spirit  is  seen  in  only  two  of  beings    in    existence — God    and    my    immortal 

them.      The  others,  no  doubt,  make  pleasant  soul."      Our  friend  of  the  "Christmas  Carol" 

reading  for  the  Christmastide;  but  they  cannot  would  have  said — Scrooge  and  gold, 

be  considered  when  placed  side  by  side  with  In  the  opening  stave  of  "A  Christmas  Carol," 

"A  Christmas  Carol,"  or  "What  Christmas  Is  all  London  is  filled  with  the  Christmas  spirit — 

as  We  Grow  Older."  all  except  Scrooge.      It  is  a  foggy  Christmas 

"And  so,  as  Tiny  Tim  observed,  God  bless  Eve.     Fog  comes  pouring  in  at  every  chink  and 

us,  every  one!"     On  these  simple  words  of  the  keyhole.      It   hides   the   buildings  just   across 

most  helpless  little  character  in  the  story,  is  from  Scrooge's  office.      But  far  more  disagree- 

based  the  whole  spirit  of  Dickens'  Christmas,  able   and   cold   and   penetrating  is  the   fog  of 

An  old  man,  tottering  toward  the  grave,  has  for-  avarice  and  selfishness  that   lies  on  Scrooge's 

gotten  what  Christmas  means.     "Oh!     But  he  heart  and  shuts  out  every  noble  aspiration.     It 

was    a    tight-fisted    hand    at    the    grindstone,  is  the  same  selfish,  blinding  fog  that  we  found 

Scrooge!     A    squeezing,    wrenching,    grasping,  in  "Bleak  House"  in  the  entanglement  of  the 

scraping,  clutching,  covetous  old  sinner!     Hard  case  in  Chancery.     There  is  no  room  in  Scrooge's 

and  sharp  as  flint,  from  which  no  steel  had  ever  heart   for  a  cheery  response   to  his   nephew's 

struck  out  generous  fire;    secret,  and  self-con-  "Merry  Christmas,   Uncle!      God  save  you!" 

tained,   and  solitary  as  an  oyster."  ...  "He  Oh,  no!    for  Christmas  is  a  humbug.      "Out 

carried  his  own  low  temperature  always  about  upon  Merry  Christmas !    What's  Christmas  time 

with  him;   he  iced  his  office  in  the  dogdays;  to  you   but  a  time   for  paying  bills  without 

and  didn't  thaw  it  one  degree  at  Christmas."  money  a  time  for  finding  yourself  a  year  older, 


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butnot  an  hour  richer;  a  time  for  balancing  your 
books  and  having  every  item  in  'em  through  a 
round  dozen  of  months  presented  dead  against 
you?"  If  the  old,  hardened  sinner  could  work 
his  will,  "every  idiot  who  goes  about  with 
Merry  Christmas  on  his  lips  should  be  boiled 
with  his  own  pudding,  and  buried  with  a  stake 
of  holly  through  his  heart." 

There  is  fog  in  Scrooge's  heart.  No  room  is 
there  for  the  poor  and  destitute.  "Are  there 
no  prisons?"  he  asks  the  charitable  men  who 
are  begging  a  subscription  for  the  poor.  "And 
the  workhouses?  Are  they  still  in  operation?" 
Many  would  rather  die  than  go  there?  "Then 
they  had  better  do  it  and  decrease  the  surplus 
population."      Fog,  fog,  everywhere. 

"Meanwhile  the  fog  thickens" — in  Scrooge's 
heart. 

^'God  bless  you,  Merry  Gentlemen! 
May  nothing  you  dismay! ' ' 
Ah,  poor  little  caroler!  Well  may  you  sing! 
Why  should  you  sing?  Are  you  not  cold  and 
starving  while  Scrooge  has  plenty?  Why  be 
gay?  There  is  too  much  fog  for  the  little 
Christmas  singer.  "Scrooge  seized  the  ruler 
with  such  energy  of  action  that  the  singer  fled 
in  terror,  leaving  the  keyhole  to  the  fog  and 
even  more  congenial  frost." 

Foggier  yet,  and  colder!  It  is  closing  time 
and  Bob  Cratchitt  has  the  audacity  to  ask  for  a 
holiday  on  the  morrow.  "It's  not  convenient 
and  it's  not  fair.  If  I  was  to  stop  half  a  crown 
for  it  you'd  think  yourself  ill-used.  Only  once 
a  year?  A  poor  excuse  for  picking  a  man's 
pocket  every  twenty-fifth  of  December."  And 
Scrooge  hastened  home  and  retired  to  shut  out 
all  this  Christmas  nonsense. 

We  have  seen  Scrooge  with  all  his  failings. 
Dickens  has  simply  given  us  an  intricate  prob- 
lem. He  has  laid  bare  to  us  a  heart,  scarcely 
human,  mean,  callous,  and  money-eaten.  The 
solution  of  the  problem  is  found  in  a  review  of 
the  past,  a  panorama  of  the  present,  a  vision  of 
the  future. 

"  I  am  the  Ghost  of  Christmas  Past." — "Your 
past" — and  Scrooge  was  wafted  off  to  scenes  of 
youth.  "He  was  conscious  of  a  thousand 
odours  floating  in  the  air,  each  one  connected 
with  a  thousand  thoughts,  and  hopes,  and  joys, 
and  cares  long,  long  forgotten!"     The  darkness 


and  the  mist  have  vanished.  The  fog  is  lifting 
from  Scrooge's  heart.  "Your  lip  is  trembling," 
said  the  Ghost.  "And  what  is  that  upon  your 
cheek?"  The  Ghost  and  Scrooge  pass  through 
the  latter's  native  town  and  see  the  old-time 
friends.  Scrooge  knew  and  named  them  every 
one.  "Why  did  his  eye  glisten  and  his  heart 
leap  up  as  they  went  past!  Why  was  he  filled 
with  gladness,  when  he  heard  them  give  each 
other  Merry  Christmas,  as  they  parted  at  the 
cross-roads  and  by-ways,  for  their  several 
homes !  What  was  Merry  Christmas  to  Scrooge  ? 
Out  upon  Merry  Christmas!  What  good  had 
it  ever  done  him?" 

Scrooge  sees  himself,  a  boy,  at  school  again. 
He  sobs.  He  laughs  with  joy  at  honest  old 
Ali  Baba  and  the  Parrot  and  Robinson  Crusoe 
and  Friday.  "There  was  a  boy  singing  a 
Christmas  carol  at  my  door  last  night.  I 
should  like  to  have  given  him  something."  He 
sees  his  sweet-faced  sister  again  (and  she  was 
the  mother  of  that  nephew  of  his  who  had 
wished  him  "A  Merry  Christmas  and  God 
Bless  You");  and  his  old  chum  Dicky  Wilkins, 
and  old  Fezzwig  and  Mrs.  Fezzwig,  and  such 
a  time  as  they  are  having!  What  kindness 
they  lavish  on  their  young  clerk,  Scrooge! 
Now,  Scrooge  has  a  clerk  of  his  own.  Poor 
Bob  Cratchitt!  "I  should  like  to  be  able  to 
say  a  word  or  two  to  my  clerk  just  now,"  says 
Scrooge.  A  moment  later  the  scene  has  changed 
and  the  Ghost  and  Scrooge  stand  side  by  side 
in  the  open  air.  The  fog  had  almost  lifted. 
The  fog  was  lifting  in  Scrooge's  heart. 

The  scene  changes  and  Scrooge,  the  young 
man,  is  sitting  with  one  who  has  given  her 
heart  to  him.  Already  that  idol  is  being  re- 
placed by  another — a  golden  one.  She,  with 
all  her  devotion  and  sacrifices,  drifts  out  of  his 
life,  and  greed  and  avarice  enter  in.  How 
superficial  all  worldly  advancement  locks  now! 
But  that  is  past;   past  beyond  recall. 

"I  am  the  Ghost  cf  Christmas  Present. 
Look  upon  me."  Scrooge  touches  the  Spirit's 
robe,  and  is  off  on  another  journey.  It  is 
Christmas  Day.  The  world  is  rejoicing.  There 
is  no  room  for  quarrels,  no  room  for  ill-humor. 
Even  though  some  have  real  grievances  to 
settle,  Scrooge  hears  them  say,  ".t  is  a  shame 


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to  quarrel  on  Christmas  Day.     And  so  it  is.  taken,  while  the  thieves  curse  the  dead  man's 

God  love  it,  so  it  is!"  memory. 

Into   Bob   Cratchitt's   house   the   Christmas  "Oh,  cold,  cold,  rigid,  dreadful  Death,  set 

Spirit  has  entered.     True,  the  Spirit  of  Poverty  up  thine  altar  here,   and  dress    it  with   such 

and  Want  is  there,  for  Bob  speaks  of  a  harsh  terrors  as  thou  hast  at  thy  command :  for  this  is 

and  grasping  employer.     The  Spirit  of  Afiflic-  thy  dominion!     But  of  the  loved,  revered,  and 

tion  is  there,  for  Tiny  Tim  is  a  cripple;    but  honored  head,  thou  canst  not  turn  one  hair  to 

the   Spirit   of    the    Christ-child    is    there    too.  thy  dread  purposes,  or  make  one  feature  odious. 

"He  told  me,"  Bob  is  saying,  "that  he  hoped  It  is  not  that  the  hand  is  heavy  and  will  fall 

the  people  saw  him  in  the  church,  because  he  down  when  released;    it  is  not  that  the  heart 

was  a  cripple,  and  it  might  be  pleasant  to  them  and  pulse  are  still;    but  the  hand  was  open, 

to  remember  upon  Christmas  Day,  who  made  generous,  and  true ;  the  heart  brave,  warm,  and 

lame  beggars  walk  and  blind  men  see."  tender;  and  the  pulse  a  man's.    Strike,  shadow, 

The  next  picture  Scrooge  sees  shows  a  vacant  strike !    and  see  his  good  deeds  springing  from 

chair  and   a  little  crutch  without  an  owner,  the  wound,    to  sow  the  world  with    life  im- 

"If   these   shadows   remain   unaltered   by   the  mortal!" 

Future,   the  child   will  die,"   says  the   Spirit.  "  No  voice  pronounced  these  words  in  Scrooges 

"No,  no,"  answers  Scrooge.       "Oh  no,  kind  ear,  and  yet  he  heard  them  when  he  looked 

Spirit!      Say   he   will   be   spared."      Ah,   how  upon  the  bed.     He  thought  if  this  man  could 

clear  the  air  is!     The  fog  has  lifted;    the  fog  be  raised  up  now,  what  would  be  his  foremost 

has  lifted,  too,  from  Scrooge's  heart.  thought?     Avarice,  hard  dealing,  griping  cares? 

"Much  they  saw  and   far  they  went,   and  They  have  brought  him  to  a  rich  end,  truly!" 

many  homes  they  visited,  but  always  with  a  "Spirit,"  said  Scrooge,  "this  is  a  fearful  place, 

happy  end.     The  Spirit  stood  beside  sick-beds.  In  leaving  it,  I  shall  not  leave  its  les»on,  trust 

and  they  were  cheerful;    on  foreign  land,  and  me."     The  Spirit  of  Christmas  is  replacing  the 

they  were  close  at  home;    by  struggling  men,  fog  in  Scrooge's  heart. 

and  they  were  patient  in  their  greater  hope;  They  travel  to  a  distant  graveyard.     Over  a 

by  poverty,  and  it  was  rich.      In  almshouse,  neglected   grave   there  stands  a   cheap   stone, 

hospital,    and    jail,    in   misery's   every   refuge,  On  it  Scrooge  reads,  "Ebenezer  Scrooge." 

where  vain  man  in  his   little   brief  authority  "I  will  honor  Christmas  in  my  heart,  and  try 

had   not  made  fast  the  door,  and  barred  the  to  keep  it  all  the  year.     I  will  live  in  the  Past, 

Spirit   out,    he    left   his    blessing,    and   taught  the  Present,  and  the  Future.     The  Spirits  of  all 

Scrooge  his  precepts."  three  shall  strive  within  me.      I  will  not  shut 

The  fog  was  lifted!      "I  am  the  Ghost  of  out  the  lessons  that  they  teach.     Oh,  tell  me 

Christmas   Future."      "Ghost   of   the   Future!  that  I  may  sponge  away  the  writing  on  this 

I  fear  you  more  than  any  spectre  I  have  seen,  stone!" 

But,  as  I  know  your  purpose  is  to  do  me  good,  Scrooge  held  up  his   hands  and  implored  the 

and  as  I  hope  to  live  to  be  another  man  from  Spirit  to  change  his  fate.      He  clutched  at  its 

what  I  was,  I  am  prepared  to  bear  you  company  garment ;    he   saw   an   alteration   in  its  whole 

and  do  it  with  a  thankful  heart!"  appearance.      It  dwindled   and   shrank   into — 

The  Ghost  and  Scrooge  stop  along  the  street  his  bed -post, 
and  listen  to  a  group  of  business  men  talking.  The  first  stave  of  the  "Christmas  Carol" 
"Old  Scratch  has  got  his  own  at  last,  hey?"  shows  us  the  avaricious,  graspmg  Scrooge. 
"So  I  am  told.  Cold,  isn't  it?"  Someone  has  The  three  following  picture  the  development  of 
passed  away.  It  matters  little — only  a  decrease  a  soul.  The  last  stave  brings  before  us  the 
in  surplus  population.  The  two  pass  on.  They  spiritually  regenerated  Scrooge.  What  a  change 
see  a  body  lying  cold  and  dead.  Ragged,  dark-  there  was  on  Christmas  morning!  The  Christ- 
eyed  men  and  women  glide  about  and  gather  up  mas  bells  sent  the  blood  pounding  through  his 
the  spoils.  His  clothes,  a  bag  of  coins,  his  bed-  veins  for  very  joy.  Was  there  ever  such  a 
covering,  the  very  curtains  around  his  bed  are  turkey  as  the  one  he  bought  at  once  and  sent 


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to  Bob  Cratchitt's  home?  Why,  it  was  "twice 
the  size  of  Tiny  Tim  " !  And  how  he  astonished 
his  nephew  by  accepting  his  invitation  to 
Christmas  dinner!  And  Tiay  Tim  lived  oa. 
Bob  Cratchitt  received  an  advance  in  salary. 
Scrooge  became  a  regular  contributor  to  collec- 
tions for  charitable  institutions.  We  cannot 
end  in  a  better  way  than  our  author,  "He  had 
no  further  intercourse  with  spirits,  but  lived 
upon  the  Total  Abstinence  Principle,  ever 
afterwards;  and  it  was  always  said  of  him 
that  he  knew  how  to  keep  Christmas  well,  if 
any  man  alive  possessed  the  knowledge.  May 
that  be  truly  said  of  us,  and  all  of  us!  And  so, 
as  Tiny  Tim  observed,  God  bless  us,  every 
one!" 

What  is  Christmas  as  we  grow  older?  Dick- 
ens tells  us  in  the  last  essay  in  his  Christmas 
books.  Time  is  necessarily  involved.  We  see 
all  the  joys  of  youth  coming  up  before  us. 
The  boys  we  knew  are  men  now.  Only  their 
success  is  considered.  The  failures  we  pass 
By.  Christmas,  then,  is  but  a  time  for  review- 
ing pleasant  things.     Is  life  all  a  dream? 

"No!  Far  be  such  miscalled  philosophy 
from  us,  dear  Reader,  on  Christmas  Day! 
Nearer  and  closer  to  our  hearts  be  the  Christmas 
spirit,  which  is  the  spirit  of  active  usefulness, 
perseverance,  cheerful  discharge  of  duty,  kind- 
ness and  forbearance!  It  is  in  the  last  virtues 
especially  that  we  are,  or  should  be,  strengthened 
by  the  unaccomplished  visions  of  our  youth; 
for  who  shall  say  that  they  are  not  our  teachers 
to  deal  gently  even  with  the  impalpable  nothings 
of  the  earth!  Therefore,  as  we  grow  older, 
let  us  be  the  more  thankful  that  the  circle  of 
our  Christmas  associations  and  of  the  lessons 
that  they  bring,  expands!  Let  us  welcome  every 
one  of  them,  and  summon  them  to  take  their 
places  by  the  Christmas  hearth." 


There  is  room  around  the  hearth  of  Dickens' 
home  for  all.  Even  the  man  who  has  wronged 
us  must  be  invited  on  this  day.  "In  yonder 
shadow,  do  we  see  obtruding  furtively  upon 
the  blaze,  an  enemy's  face?  By  Christmas 
Day  do  we  forgive  him!  If  the  injury  he  has 
done  us  may  admit  of  such  companionship,  let 
him  come  here  and  take  his  place.  If  other- 
wise, unhappily,  let  him  go  hence,  assured  that 
we  will  never  injure  nor  accuse  him." 

Must  we  hide  nothmg  from  our  Christmas 
fireside?  It  is  hard  for  us  to  look  back  on 
better  days  and  note  the  vacant  chairs.  On 
Christmas  Day  must  we  not  exclude  such 
thoughts?  Can  we  endure  the  shadow  of  that 
city  "where  the  withered  leaves  are  lying  deep  " ; 
can  we  allow  the  shadow  that  darkens  the  whole 
glob^,  the  shadow  of  the  city  of  the  Dead  to 
enter  here?     Ah,  never! 

But  Dickens  tells  us  these  memories  must  not 
be  effaced.  "Of  all  days  in  the  year,  we  will 
turn  our  faces  towards  that  city  upon  Christmas 
Day,  and  from  its  silent  hosts  bring  those  we 
loved,  among  us." 

Back  come  the  angel  children,  the  long-lost 
love  of  youth,  the  mother,  the  father,  the 
cherished  friend.  "We  will  not  so  discard  you! 
You  shall  hold  your  cherished  places  in  our 
Christmas  hearts,  and  by  our  Christmas  fires; 
and  in  the  season  of  immortal  hope,  and  on  the 
birthday  of  immortal  mercy,  we  will  shut  out 
nothing!  Be  all  ungentleness  and  harm  ex- 
cluded from  the  temples  of  the  household  gods, 
but  be  those  remembrances  admitted  with 
tender  encouragement!  They  are  of  the  time 
and  all  its  comforting  and  peaceful  reassurances; 
and  of  the  history  that  reunited  even  upon  earth 
the  living  and  the  dead;  and  of  the  broad 
beneficence  and  goodness  that  too  many  men 
have  tried  to  tear  to  shreds." 


8  THE   VILLANOVAN 

Their  Wedding  Bells 

By  Vincent  M.  HuPF,  '21 

CHRISTMASTIDE  in  France!     The  boys  must  accompany  her  and  show  her  every  little 

of  the  71st  Infantry  looked  up  at  the  courtesy,    "the    little,    unremembered    acts    of 

clear,  cold  sky  sparkling  with  myriads  .  kindness  and  of  love."      Did  she  wander  over 

of   bright   gems   and  wondered   how  that  sky  the  hills  of  her  native  land?    Her  guardian  must 

looked  hundreds  of  miles  away  in  the  dear  old  be  at  her  side  to  point  out  all  the  beauties  of 

U.  S.  A.      Only  a  few  months  ago  they  were  nature.      In  short,   Pat  had  been  very  badly 

gathered    together    in    Van    Cortlandt    Park,  wounded,   not   by   shrapnel,    but   by   what   is 

Right  in  the  heart  of  the  great  metropolis,  they  equally  fatal — a  dart  from  Cupid's  magic  bow. 

only  half  appreciated  what  home  meant.     Then  Yvon  had  one  very  sacred  duty  which,  day 

the  order  came  to  break  camp.     Parents,  rela-  by    day,    she    scrupulously    fulfilled.       In    the 

tives,    and   sweethearts   rushed    to    the   camp,  morning  before  the  labor  of  the  day  started, 

Their  boys  were  bound  for — well,  somewhere;  and    in    the   evening   while   the   laborers   were 

but  each  khaki-clad  lad  felt  that  he  was  to  "go  returning  to  their  humble  homes,  she  played 

across."     It  was  hard  to  break  away  from  the  the  chimes  in  the  village  church.     The  humble 

old  home  town,  hard  to  say  good -by  to  the  dear  peasants  listened  for  the  holy  sounds.     In  the 

ones.     Who  could  say  which  of  the  lads  would  midst  of  the  sorrows  of  life,  in  the  troubles  of 

return?     But  with  the  true,  dauntless  American  their  country,   the  bells  raised  their  thoughts 

spirit  they  broke  up  camp  and  started  down  to  on  high  and  for  a  few  moments  they  forgot 

South  Carolina.     A  few  weeks  passed  and  the  The   Great  War   and   their  tired  hearts  were 

regiment  was  ordered  abroad.     And  here  they  calmed  by  thoughts  of  a  lasting  peace.     It  was 

were  in  France.  considered  quite  an  accomplishment  to  be  able 

The  boys  were  lonesome  to-night — at  least,  to  play  the   chimes  and  Yvon    was  known  for 

some  of  them  were.     It  was  hard  to  be  spend-  miles  around  because  of  her  skill.     Just  as,  in 

ing    Christmas    time    away    from    home    and  a  sick-room,   a  delicate,   fragrant  flower  gives 

loved  ones.     As  they  sat  around  the  camp-fire  forth  its  aroma  and  gladdens  the  heart  of  the  in- 

and  talked  over  old  times  and   tried  to  peer  valid,  so  Yvon's  notes  rang  out  day  after  day 

into  the  future,  there  was  one  lad  among  them  and  lightened  the  lives  of  a  care-worn,  sorrowing 

who  refused  to  be  sad.     Pat  Keenan  was  in  the  people.     Every  time  Pat  could  be  off  duty,  he 

best  of  spirits.     To  be  sure,  he  had  left  the  dear  climbed  the  old  church  tower  and  assisted  Yvon 

ones  behind,  but  he  was  trying  to  make  the  in  her  work.      She  never  showed  a  dislike  for 

best  of  it.     However,  there  was  another  reason  his  attentions;    innocent  and   pure   as  a   lily, 

for  Pat's  glee,  and  already  his  comrades  were  she  looked  upon  others  as  the  same.      In  Pat 

chiding  him.  she  was  not  disappointed;    for  no  more  loyal 

The  71st  was  training  in  a  little  French  town  heart   had   ever   throbbed   beneath   the   khaki 

not  far  from  the  frontier.     The  boys  found  the  uniform.      And  so  days  and  weeks  passed  by 

French    peasants    most    hospitable,    and    soon  and  the  two  became  very  necessary  for  each 

many  of  them  had  acquaintances.     Pat  Keenan  other.     The  old,  old,  and  ever  new  story  was 

had  looked  into  a  pair  of  dark  brown  eyes  that  repeated  again,  while  Cupid  sat  by  and  chuckled 

reflected  the  very  light  of  Heaven.     The  soft,  with  glee  at  his  success, 

olive  cheeks,  the  rose-red  lips,  the  sweet,  woman-  ***** 

ly  reserve  of  Yvon  Landais  had  quite  enchanted  "Good    morning.    Mademoiselle!      You    still 

the  Yankee  soldier.     Two  months  had  passed  play  the  chimes,  I  see."      The  speaker  was  a 

since  Pat  had  made  the  acquaintance  of  this  Frenchman  from  a  village  a  few  miles  away, 

paragon  of  perfection,  and  now  his  every  free  "Yes,  Monsieur.     My  people  would  be  sore 

moment  was  spent  at  her  side.      Did  she  go  distressed   were    I   to   neglect   this  work.      In 

forth   on  some  errand   for  her  mother?      Pat  these  terrible  days,  God  knows  they  need  the 


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light  of  Heaven.    But  how  are  all  our  friends  in 
Vincennes?" 

''They  are  well,  though  very  sad  to-day.  For 
the  last  thirty  years  Monsieur  Fontaine  has 
played  our  chimes.  Yesterday  and  to-day  we 
listened  in  vain  for  their  cheery  sound.  Our 
poor  old  friend  will  greet  us  no  more.  Broken 
with  trouble,  he  has  gone  to  join  his  four  dead 
soldier-boys.  And  to-morrow,  Christmas  Day, 
Vincennes  will  surely  be  most  desolate;  for 
what  is  Christmas  morn  without  the  chimes? 
Ah,  the  war  and  sickness  and  heartache  are 
playing  sad  havoc  in  our  midst.  Mayhap,  it 
is  the  hand  of  the  Almighty  One  who  wishes  to 
bring  this  renegade  daughter,  France,  back  to 
His  embrace.  We  who  have  lived  pious. 
Christian  lives  in  our  village  must  also  suffer. 
May  His  will  be  done!  At  any  rate,  we'll  hear 
no  more  chimes." 

^F  T*  ^n  ^n  T^ 

That  evening  Pat  called  to  see  Yvon.  Most 
of  their  conversation  we  must  leave  hidden  in 
their  innocent  hearts.  Ah!  it  was  too  sacred 
to  be  babbled  to  the  cold,  prosaic,  calculating 
world.  In  imagination  they  bridged  over 
present  sorrows  and  beheld  scenes  of  peace 
and  happiness,  and  love ;  and  the  great,  glorious 
new  country  that  Yvon  yearned  to  see. 

"To-morrow,  Pat,  is  Christmas  Day.  In 
the  morning  you  will  hear  me  play  'Adeste 
Fidelis,'  and  you  will  come  and  we  shall  kneel 
together  near  the  crib.  But,  Pat,  there  is 
another  little  village  a  few  miles  from  here 
where  there  is  no  one  to  ring  the  chimes  to- 
morrow. Monsieur  Fontaine,  after  thirty  years 
of  faithful  service,  has  passed  away.  To- 
morrow I  must  make  that  people  happy.    Early 


after  church  let  us  steal  over  to  Vincennes  and 
I  will  fill  that  village  with  Christmas  joy." 

Pat  was  only  too  willing  to  accompany  Yvon 
on  her  mission  of  love.  That  it.  was  fraught 
with  danger,  both  were  aware.  But  early 
Christmas  morning  they  set  out  for  Vincennes. 
Their  trouble  was  amply  repaid  by  the  gratitude 
of  the  simple  villagers.  True,  it  was  only  a 
little  thing,  but  it  meant  a  great  deal  to  old 

Vincennes. 

*  *  *  *  * 

"Let  us  hurry,  Pat.  You  must  get  back  to 
your  regiment  and  it  grows  late."  The  ground 
is  covered  with  snow ;  the  stars  look  down  from 
out  their  canopy  of  blue  and  sparkle  and  dance 
as  if  for  very  joy.  The  moon  is  throwing  her 
first  rays  of  light  over  the  scene.  No  wonder 
Pat  walks  slowly  along  and  whispers  to  Yvon 
of  happier  days. 

But  look!  a  shadow  crosses  their  path; 
there  is  a  rush  of  feet  around  them ;  a  challenge 
to  halt,  and  they  are  surrounded  by  a  band  of 
German  soldiers.  One  great  brutal  fellow  rushes 
between  Yvon  and  her  protector.  Will  he  drag 
her  off  and  leave  the  khaki  soldier-boy?  Ah, 
never!  With  a  shout  Pat  drew  his  weapon  and 
aimed  it  at  the  fellow's  heart.  He  fell  prostrate 
at  their  feet.  Instantly  there  was  a  rush  at 
the  pair.  Shots  came  from  all  sides,  the  white 
snow  turned  red  with  blood;  and,  clasped  in 
each  other's  arms,  the  noble  souls  of  Pat  Keenan 
and  Yvon  Landais  went  forth  to  play  the 
chimes  with  angel  choirs. 

The  stars  looked  down  on  the  scene,  and 
twinkled  and  danced.  The  moon  shed  her 
silvery  rays  over  it  all.  And  angels  beckoned 
two  other  souls,  "Venite  adoremus." 


10  THE    VILLANOVAN 

Macaulay  as  an  Essayist 

'                               By  a.  B.  Maxwell,  '18 

THE  essay,  in  our  estimation,  is  the  most  His  range  of  topics,  however,  is  extensive  and 
enjoyable,  the  most  interesting,  and  the  remarkable.  But,  whether  he  treated  philosophy 
most  fascinating  of  all  prose.  It  or  theology,  art  or  science,  poetry  or  prose,  he 
possesses  a  charm  distinctly  its  own,  which  we  never  once  fails  to  consider  them  historically, 
find  nowhere  else  in  literature,  except  in  the  He  reviewed  Addison  and  Johnson,  Walpole 
sonnet.  It  discovers,  at  once,  an  author's  and  Frances  Burney,  Von  Ranke,  Machiavelli, 
weakness  and  limitation;  or  gives  full  scope  to  Moore's  Lord  Byron,  and  many  others;  but 
his  ingenuity  and  invention.  It  is  the  expres-  they  only  served  as  channels,  leading  to  a 
sion  of  his  spontaneous  impressions;  the  auto-  general  survey  of  the  times  in  which  they 
biography  of  his  heart  and  mind,  of  his  feelings,  lived.  He  has  exhibited  none  of  the  fanciful 
and  of  his  thoughts.  All  other  forms  of  prose  interpretations  of  Lamb.  He  has  rather  em- 
are  based,  more  or  less,  on  an  objective  element:  phasized  his  proper  niche  in  the  literary  Hall  of 
the  romance,  on  extraordinary  adventure ;  the  Fame — that  of  the  historian, 
novel,  on  every-day  affairs;  the  history,  on  a  In  an  essayist  we  may  consider  two  special 
chronological  account  of  the  doings  of  men ;  and  topics :  what  he  says ;  and  how  he  says  it. 
the  treatise,  proceeding,  as  it  does,  by  definition  The  necessity  for  justice,  for  unprejudiced,  un- 
and  division,  on  the  scientific  aspect  of  some  biased  thought  in  setting  our  views  before  the 
subject.  All  these  various  species  of  prose  are  public  mind,  is  no  less  patent  in  the  essayist 
diverging  farther  and  farther  from  the  essay  than  in  the  historian,  ^yithout  such  a  solid 
element.  In  the  treatise  the  essay  element  and  substantial  foundation,  we  become  mere 
totally  disappears,  except  perhaps  for  the  babbling  followers  of  fashion  and  glamor, 
author's  individuality,  such  as  we  find,  for  We  were  at  first  struck  with  Macaulay's 
example,  in  Blair's  Rhetoric.  omniscient  tone  and  air.  We  are  inclined  to 
So,  too,  the  essay  itself  may  be  of  several  think  it  was  the  spirit  of  his  age.  On  closer 
species:  the  personal,  the  experience,  the  his-  examination,  we  discover  that  his  clearness  of 
torical,  and  the  critical.  Very  often  an  essay  expression  and  facility  of  rhetoric  do  not  extend 
belongs  to  more  than  one  of  these  classes,  but  to  his  ideas.  They  are  hopelessly  confused, 
usually  one  element  predominates.  We  have  not  the  least  penetrating,  and  very  often  mis- 
many  renowned  essayists  in  our  language,  leading.  We  find  Carlyle,  his  contemporary. 
Bacon,  the  Father  of  the  English  Essay,  wrote  steeped  with  German  culture.  But  Macaulay 
the  worldly-wisdom  essay,  concerning  the  man-  did  not  get  it.  His  culture  was  rather  negative, 
ners  and  customs  of  life;  Johnson  not  only  and  consisted  mainly  in  the  destruction  of  the 
looked  out  upon  life,  but  he  also  drew  its  moral  century  that  preceded  him.  Yet,  all  that  he 
lesson;  Hazlitt  and  Father  Farrell  excelled  in  has,  perspicuity  of  arrangement  and  expression, 
the  experience  essay.  Father  Farrell  saw  life  in  he  owes  to  that  century.  He  is  never  un- 
its proper  perspective  and  united  its  moral  and  dignified,  not  even  in  his  most  commonplace 
fanciful  interpretations.  Cowley  and  Lamb  are  illustrations  and  allusions,  yet  he  ridicules  the 
the  m.ost  personal  essayists  in  English  literature,  dignity  of  the  18th  century.  We  are  inclined 
Lamb,  of  all  the  English  essayists,  struck  the  to  wonder  whether  some  unbidden  fairy  had 
essay  tone  best;  he  is  the  most  familiar  and  not  been  present  on  the  auspicious  day  of  his 
personal— so  personal,   that  he  deals  with  his  birth. 

own  fancies,  whims,  and  caprices.  In    the    review    of    Johnson    and    Addison, 

Macaulay     is     not    specifically     a     personal  Macaulay  misses  something.      He  lacks  a  cer- 

essayist;    he   has  struck  more   the   tone   of   a  tain   magnetism   of   mind,   when  he   compares 

reviewer.     He  balances  on  the  opposite  extreme  Johnson's  morals  with  Addison's  manners,  and 

of   Lamb,    Hazlitt,    De    Quincy,    and    Carlyle.  makes  Addison   better  than   Johnson.      John- 


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son's  age  is  an  age  of  prose,  and  he  falsely  what  people  will  like  to  read."     On  the  other 

represents  it  as  an  age  of  poetry.     In  the  criti-  hand,  we  think  Walpole's  superiority  consisted 

cism  of  the  Life  of  Savage  hie  says,  "The  style  in  an  intrinsic  value.      It  is  true  that  we  do 

was  indeed  deficient  in  ease  and  variety;    and  not  find  great  harmony  of  circumstances,  such 

the  writer  was  evidently  too  partial  to  the  Latin  as  is  in  "Udalpho."      But  we  do  discover  great 

element  of  our  language^     He  censures  Johnson  rhythm  of  plot,  and  perfection  of  construction, 

for  the  use  of  Latin  phraseology,  and,  in  doing  The    construction    is    perfect.       The    interest 

so,  betrays  his  own  partiality  to  that  element,  thrown  on  the  plot,  we  think,  accounts  for  this 

It  is  very  like  the  teacher  whose  practice  belied  lack  of  description.      Moreover,  there  are  few 

his   theory,   when    he    admonished     his   pupils  authors  that  can  say  so  many  things  in  a  short 

"to  never  use  a  preposition  to  end  a  sentence  chapter.     The  drawing  of  character  is  a  recog- 

with."  nized  form  of  literary  art,  and  Walpole  excels  in 

He  displays  another  instance  of  superficiality  it.      He  ranks  with  Radclifi"e  in  the  drawing 

when  he  says,  "Johnson  would  never  use  a  word  of  types  of    characters.     Theodore    is   always 

of  two  syllables  where  it  was  possible  to  use  a  a  hero;    Manfred,  the  governing  character  of 

"word  of  six."      Johnson's  fault  is  not  in  big  the  book,  a  delineation  of  that  impulse  from 

words,  but  in  too  many  words.     Johnson  him-  within,  repentance,  is  the  best-drawn  character 

self,  in  discussing  the  "Rambler,"  said  to  Bos-  in  "Otranto."     But  Macaulay  says,  "There  is 

well,  "too  wordy."  little  skill  in  the  delineation  of  the  characters." 

It  is  not  a  question  of  small  or  big  words,  "We  cannot  say  that  we  much  admire  the 
but  strong  or  weak  words.  The  occasion  and  big  man  whose  sword  is  dug  up  in  one  quarter 
the  idea  should  govern  the  use  of  words.  A  of  the  globe,  whose  helmet  drops  from  the  clouds 
long  word  is  good  when  it  is  prepared  for;  a  in  another,  and  who,  after  clattering  and  rustling 
word  is  great  inasmuch  as  the  idea  behind  it  is  for  some  days,  ends  by  kicking  the  house  down." 
great;  inasmuch  as  you  can  live  and  feel  it.  The  entire  story  lasts  for  three  days.  How- 
Johnson  brings  a  well-formed,  well-balanced  ever,  Walpole  has  not  solved  the  supernatural 
sentence  before  you.  There  is  real  thematic  element;  there  is  no  psychological  preparation, 
grouping,  notation,  and  conjugation.  His  real  such  as  we  discover  in  Radcliffe,  in  Coleridge, 
fault  lies  in  the  use  of  too  much  remote  scholar-  in  Hawthorne,  and  in  Poe.  The  ghost  machin- 
ship.  His  style  lacks  flexibility  and  concrete-  ery  is  too  material.  Nevertheless,  the  story  is 
ness;  it  keeps  to  one  unvarying  elevation;  it  a  good  one;  the  conflict  of  a  man  continually 
cannot  come  to  familiar  life.  He  is  the  most  failing;  and  the  interest  never  lags.  Walpole 
abstract  of  all  the  18th  century  authors;  some-  has  limitations,  but  within  these  limitations  he 
times,  he  is  unnecessarily  abstract,  as  in  the  is  great,  as  in  the  construction  of  plot  and  the 
"Happy  Valley."  In  the  "Rambler,"  how-  drawing  of  types.  Even  though  we  could  find 
ever,  the  abstractness  Is  justified,  because  it  is  no  literary  merit  In  the  book,  he  would  be 
an  abstract  subject.  renowned    among   English   men    of   letters   for 

The   criticism   of  Jajie  Austen  and  Frances  restoring    the    mediaeval    romances,     for    the 

Burney  in  "Madame  D'Arblay"  is  good.     So,  bringing    back   of   what   had    been    long   since 

also,   is  the  appreciation   of  Walpole's  letters,  lost — the  supernatural. 

But  when  he  comes  to  Walpole's  novels  he  is  The  essay  on  Moore's  Lord  Byron  afi"ords 
unfair.  He  is  puzzled  by  Walpole's  irony  (a  another  "strange  union  of  opposite  extremes." 
necessary  acid  for  the  removal  of  the  sham  The  malignant  elf  has  scattered  a  curious  mix- 
virtue  in  "Otranto")  and  mistakes  It  for  wicked-  ture  of  errors  and  misinformation  throughout 
ness.  We  are  almost  constrained  to  doubt  one  of  the  best  specimens  of  composition  in 
whether  he  was  thoroughly  familiar  with  the  English  prose.  The  digression  on  the  "literary 
book  he  criticises.  In  drawing  a  comparison  revolution"  reveals  here  and  there  a  gleam  of 
he  says,  "We  at  once  see  Walpole's  superiority,  candor,  but  on  the  whole  the  ideas  are  com- 
not  in  Industry,  not  in  learning,  not  In  accuracy,  pletely  out  of  perspective.  Macaulay  persists 
not  in  logical  power,  but  in  the  art  of  writing  in  drawi;ig  comparisons  that  are  illogical  and 


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too   narrow.      "That   poetical   dynasty   which  altogether  disregards  the  fact  that  Johnson's 

had  dethroned  the  successors  of  Shakespeare  age  is  an  age  of  prose;  the  age  of  the  novel,  of 

and  Spenser"  .  .  .  and  .  .  .  "was,  in  its  turn,  the  history,  and  of  classic  oratory, 

dethroned   by  a  race   who  represented   them-  "It  was  in  a  cold  and  barren  season  that  the 

selves  as  heirs  of  an  ancient  line,  so  long  dis-  seeds  of  that  rich  harvest  which  we  have  reaped 

possessed  by  usurpers."      It  is  difficult  to  ex-  were  first  sown.     While  poetry  was  every  year 

plain  what  is  meant  by  this  passage.      How  becoming   more   feeble   and   more   mechanical, 

can  we  understand  that  the  school  of  couplets  while  the  monotonous  versification  which  Pope 

•dethroned  the  dramatist  and  the  non-dramatist,  had    introduced,    no    longer   redeemed    by   his 

and    were   in    turn    dethroned    by  the   nature  brilliant    wit    and    his    compactness" — (Gold- 

poet?  smith's  "Deserted  Village"  was  the  only  speci- 

" Wherein  especially  does  the  poetry  of  our  men  of  this  monotonous  versification) — "palled 

times   differ   from    that   of   the    last    century?  on  the  ear  of  the  public,  the  great  works  of  the 

Ninety-nine   out  of  a  hundred  would  answer  old  masters  were  every  day  attracting  more  and 

that  the  poetry  of  the  last  century  was  correct,  more  of  the  admiration  which  they  deserved, 

but  cold  and  mechanical,  and  that  the  poetry  The  plays  of  Shakespeare  were  better  acted, 

of  our  time,  though  wild  and  irregular,  pre-  better  edited,  and  better  known  than  they  had 

sented  far  m-ore  vivid  images,  and  excited  the  ever  been.     Our  fine  ancient  ballads  were  again 

passions  far  more  strongly  than  that  of  Pamell,  read  with  pleasure;  and  it  became  a  fashion  to 

of  Addison,  or  of  Pope."     Anyone  who  is  at  all  imitate  them."     Why  has  Macaulay  neglected 

familiar  with  the  "poetry  of  the  last  century" —  Garrick,  the  greatest  Shakespearean  actor  that 

not  only  of  Parnell,  of  Addison,  or  of  Pope,  but  has  ever  lived,  and  Mrs.  Siddons,  the  greatest 

also  of  Burns,  of  Gray,  of  Collins,  or  of  Thomp-  Shakespearean  actress? 

son — ^would  not  say  it  is  "cold  and  mechanical."  "Gifted  of  heaven!  who  hast,  in  days  gone  by, 

On    the    contrary,    the    18th    century,    though  Moved  every  heart,  delighted  every  eye; 

many  see  fit  to  be  blind  to  the  fact,  has  one  of  While  age  and  youth,  of  high  and  low  degree, 

the  finest  poetical  voices  in  English  literature.  In  sympathy  were  joined,  beholding  thee 

The  "correctness  of  the  last  century"  seems  As,  in  the  Drama's  ever-changing  scene, 

to  be  another  thorn  in  Macaulay 's  side.     In-  Thou  heldst  thy  splendid  state,  our  tragic  queen!'* 

stead  of  comparing  the  failure^  Cato,  with  the  Moreover,  the  first  editor  of  Shakespeare  was 

"Lay  of  the  Last  Minstrel,"  why  does  he  not  Nicholas  Rowe,  an  English  bishop  of  the  18th 

consider  the  "De  Coverley  Papers"?     Instead  century.     Dr.  Johnson,  in  his  preface  to  Shake- 

of  laying  all  the  blame  on  the  restrictions  of  speare,    mentions  Rowe,    Pope,    Theobald,   Sir 

the  couplet  for  violating  the  true  principles  of  Thomas  Harness,  Mr.  Upton,  Dr.  Warburton, 

poetry,  why  does  he  not  mention  Shakespeare's  and  Dr.  Gray,  as  editors  of  Shakespeare.    Theo- 

sonnets  or  the  Spenserian  stanza?     He  extols  bald,  if  he  had  had  the  present-day  data  and 

him  who  made,  folios,  would  have  been  the  very  best  editor  of 

The  groves  of  Eden,  vanished  now  so  long,  Shakespeare.     As  regards  the  ballad,  we  have 

Live  in  description,  and  look  green  in  song,  but  to  be  familiar  with  the  brief  life  of  Thomas 

yet  says  nothing  of  those  restrictions  practised  Chatterton  to  realize  with  what  pleasure  they 

and    laid   down    in    the    preface    to    "Samson  were  read,  and  what  great  pains  were  taken  to 

Agonistes."      He  doubts   "whether  the  nation  imitate  them.     If  we  read  the  fables  that  this 

had  any  great  reason  to  exult  in  the  refine-  "cold  and  barren  season"  produced,  we  shall 

ments  and  improvements  which  gave  it  "Doug-  wonder  the  more  how  men  will  persist  in  calling 

las"    for    "Othello,"    and    the    "Triumphs    of  this  age  feeble. 

Temper"    for    the    "Fairy    Queen,"    but  says  The  unities  are,  to  Macaulay's  mind,  another 

nothing  of  the  reception  they  received  even  in  instance  of  false  correctness.     " First  in  celebrity 

their    own    time    by    Johnson.      He    considers  and   absurdity  stand  the   dramatic  unities  of 

Johnson's  age,   "as  respects  poetry,  the  most  place  and  time.      No  human  being  has  ever 

deplorable  part  of  our  literary  history."      He  been  able  to  find  anything  that  could,  even  by 


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13 


courtesy,  be  called  an  argument  for  these 
unities,  except  that  they  have  been  deduced 
from  the  general  practise  of  the  Greeks."  It 
is  quite  evident  that  Macaulay  has  missed 
the  spirit  of  the  unities.  We  must  consider  the 
inner  necessity  of  keeping  the  unities  strictly 
or  loosely.  That  this  observance  of  the  unities 
does  not  make  the  drama  good,  bad,  or  in- 
different, is  seen  from  a  survey  of  the  field  of 
literature.  We  have  bad  as  well  as  good 
dramas  that  do  not  observe  these  unities. 
Norway,  Germany,  France,  England,  and  Ire- 
land follow  the  strict  method.  Of  the  free- 
school,  Shakespeare  is  the  strictest.  The  strict 
school  of  the  Greek  and  French  kept  the  unity  of 
time  confined  to  one  day.  The  unity  of  action 
should  always  be  observed ;  but  it  is  not  always 
necessary  to  restrict  time  and  place.  They 
must  be  observed,  however,  when  the  logic  of 
the  play  demands  it.  Especially  are  they  not 
to  be  condemned  when  they  produce  a  good 
effect.  For  how  could  Prometheus,  bound  as 
he  was  to  Mount  Caucasus,  have  violated 
either  of  the  unities,  unless,  like  the  convict  in 
"Great  Expectations,"  he  had  run  off  with 
his  great  ball  and  chain  in  his  arms?  Or  again, 
how  could  poor  old  Samson,  blind  and  im- 
prisoned as  he  was  in  the  prison  at  Gaza,  have 
escaped  from  the  Philistines  on  that  memorable 
festive  day,  unless  he  had  stiaggered  away  with 
the  whole  prison  on  his  back?  The  absurdity 
of  Macaulay's  statement  is  patent  to  all. 

Unity  is  more  necessary,  however,  on  the 
stage  than  in  the  novel.  So  also  in  the  romance, 
the  change  of  scene,  or  breaking  of  the  unity 
of  place,  lies  in  its  very  nature.  But  most  of 
the  English  novelists,  with  the  exception  of 
Dickens,  Thackeray,  and  a  few  others,  observe 
the  unity  of  place.  The  scene  is  most  generally 
in  a  country  house;  as  for  instance,  "Jane 
Eyre,"  at  fhornfield  Hall,  and  the  "Egoist" 
at  Pattern  Hall. 

The  aesthetic  digression  is  not  less  absurd 
than  the  literary.  "Poetry  is,  as  was  said 
more  than  two  thousand  years  ago,  imitative. 
It  is  an  art  analogous  in  many  respects  to  the 
art  of  painting,  sculpture,  and  acting — an  art 
essentially  imitative  ought  not  surely  to  be  sub- 
jected to  rules  which  tend  to  make  its  imita- 
tions less  perfect  than  they  otherwise  would  be ; 


and  they  who  obey  such  rules  ought  to  be  called, 
not  correct,  but  incorrect,  artists."     It  is  true 
that  Aristotle,  in  his  "Poetics,"  says  poetry  is 
imitative,  but  we  think  Macaulay  carries  it  a 
step  too  far,  farther  than  Aristotle  intends  him- 
self.    We  deny  that  art  is  only  imitative;    it 
is  also  decorative.     All  art  is  founded  on  nature, 
but  Macaulay  fails  to  consider  the  aesthetic, 
the  human  element,  that  enters  into  that  imita- 
tion.     He  says,    "The  correctness  which   the 
last    century    prized    so    much    resembles    the 
correctness  of  those  pictures  of  the  Garden  of 
Eden  which  we  see  in  old  Bibles.      We    have 
an    exact     square,     enclosed     by     the    rivers 
Pison,      Gihon,     Hiddekel,      and      Euphrates, 
each     with     a    convenient    bridge      in     the 
center,     rect£ingular   beds    of    flowers,    a    long 
canal,  neatly  bricked  and  railed  in,  the  tree  of 
knowledge,  clipped  like  one  of  the  limes  behind 
the   Tuileries,   standing   in   the   center   of   the 
grand  alley,  the  snake  twined  around  it,  the 
man  on  the  right  hand,  the  woman  on  the  left, 
and  the  beasts  drawn  up  in  exact  circles  round 
them.      In   one   sense    the   picture   is   correct 
enough.     That  is  to  say,  the  squares  are  cor- 
rect;  the  circles  are  correct;   the  man  and  the 
woman  are  in  a  most  correct  line  with  the  tree; 
and  the  snake  forms  a  correct  spiral."     Ruskin 
has   pointed    out   this   error.      Macaulay    has 
failed  to  see  the  human  element;   he  has  failed 
to  grasp   the   symbolical   language   behind   all 
this  correctness.     We  suppose  that,  instead  of 
having  beautifully  correct  borders  on  the  wall- 
paper in  his  study,  he  would   have   a   nicely 
arranged  row  of  trees  around  the  room.     Poetry 
is  not  the  only  art  that  has  its  laws  of  com- 
position.     We  find  them  also  in  painting,  in 
music,    in    sculpture,    in    architecture,    and    in 
rhetoric.      No  one  has  made  a  more  thorough 
study,    or   more    artistic   application    of    these 
very  laws  of  composition,  than  Macaulay.     We 
feel  that  all  these  inconsistencies  are  nothing 
else  than  the  echoings  of  fashion. 

If,  in  taking  the  logic  of  Macaulay  too  seri- 
ously, the  natural  serenity  of  our  mind  is  dis- 
turbed, our  equanimity  is  restored  by  a  study 
of  his  composition,  his  facility  of  style,  and  the 
dexterity  and  artifice  in  the  arrangement  of 
words.  His  rhetoric  is  never  involved  nor 
muddled.     He  has  the  right  manner  in  writing: 


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good  methodology;  unity  and  neatness  of 
sentence  structure;  richness  through  diction 
and  concrete  allusion,  though  not  equal  to 
Wilkie  Collins  in  concreteness.  His  movement 
is  better  than  Johnson's,  and  he  has  part  of 
Pope's  construction.  He  is  not  a  stroke  artist, 
like  Pope  or  Newman,  but  is  a  master  in  lower 
rhetoric.  He  is  an  excellent  master  to  teach 
facility  of  construction  and  vivid  detail,  a 
proper  departure  from  and  return  to  the  main 
subject;  the  placing  of  the  rhetorical  subject; 
uniformity  without  monotony;  and  precision 
in  the  carving  of  words.  He  uses  allusion  more 
than  any  other  prose  writer.  His  illustrations 
and  analogies  produce  a  brilliant  effect.  He 
is  very  fond  of  pictorial  touches.  Instead  of 
saying,  "It  takes  us  back  to  heathendom,"  he 
says,  "It  carries  the  mind  back  to  the  times 
when  the  smoke  of  sacrifice  rose  from  the 
Pantheon,  and  when  cameleopards  and  tigers 
bounded  in  the  Flavian  amphitheatre." 

The  paragraph  seems  to  have  been  a  special 
study  of  hig.  Each  paragraph  is  a  definite  step 
in  the  development  of  the  theme.  There  is 
always,  in  his  best  constructed  paragraph,  a 
fundamental  formative  thought  behind  it.  Every 
sentence  refers  to  the  general  topic,  and  there 
is  a  vivid,  concrete  manner  of  giving  the  reader 
the  topic.  The  third  chapter  on  Von  Ranke, 
the  chapter  on  the  Roman  Catholic  Church,  is 
admirably  developed.  The  rhetorical  subject 
is  well  placed;  the  side  sentences  treated  per- 
fectly, and  the  main  theme  admirably  streng- 
thened by  picturesque  illustrations.  He  develops 
all  his  paragraphs  generally  by  stating  his 
principle,  making  the  application,  and  by 
accumulating  anecdotes  and  examples. 

The  sentences  have  excellent  unity,  and  are 
constructed  so  elaborately  and  distinctly  that 
punctuation  is  not  needed.  The  punctuation 
and  grammar  are  simple  but  expressive.  The 
shortness  of  the  sentence  and  the  absence  of 
involution  and  parenthesis  serve  to  connect  the 
thought.  We  find  many  examples  of  fine 
cadence  and  balance,  almost  Johnsonian;  as, 
for  example:  "The  task  has  been  executed  with 
great  judgment  and  great  humanity,"  and, 
"We  looked  with  vigilance  for  instances  of  stiff- 
ness in  the  language  and  awkwardness  in  the 
transitions." 


There  is  a  great  richness  due  tb-his  diction. 
He  tends  rather  to  the  use  of  concrete  than 
fundamental  dicti6n,  though  we  do  find  occa- 
sionally fundamental  diction  that  goes  to  the 
very  heart  of  the  subject.  "The  sculptor  can 
imitate  only  form;  the  painter  only  form  and 
color;  the  actor,  until  the  poet  supplies  him  with 
words,  only  form,  color  and  motion.  Poetry 
holds  the  outer  world  in  common  with  the  other 
arts.  The  heart  of  man  is  the  province  of 
poetry,  and  of  poetry  alone."  The  richness  of 
the  diction,  however,  does  not  reach  the 
exquisitely  sensitive  richness  and  ingenuity  of 
Newman — "But  that  fancy  would  not  occur 
to  him,  nor  any  admiration  of  the  dark  violet 
billows  with  their  white  edges  down  below; 
nor  of  those  graceful,  fan-like  jets  of  silver 
upon  the  rocks,  which  slowly  rise  aloft  like 
water  spirits  from  the  deep,  then  shiver  and 
break,  and  spread  and  shroud  themselves,  and 
disappear,  in  a  soft  mist  of  foam;  nor  of  the 
gentle,  incessant  heaving  and  panting  of  the 
whole  liquid  plain."  Nor  do  we  discover  the 
beautiful  patterns,  fundamental  words  of  action, 
of  passion,  of  color,  and  of  sound,  as — 
''See!    from  the  brake  the  whirring  pheasant 

SPRINGS, 

And  MOUNTS,  EXULTING  on  TRIUMPHANT  wings; 
Short  is  his  ioy;  he  feels  the  fiery  wound, 
FLUTTERS   in   blood,   and    panting    beats    the 

ground. 
Ah!   what  avail  his  glossy,  varying  dyes, 
His   PURPLE  crest,   and   scarlet-circled   eyes, 
The  vivid  green  his  shining  plumes  unfold, 
His  painted  wings,  and  breast  that  flames  with 

gold?'' 
Macaulay  does  not  use  many  conjunctions. 
He  rarely  uses  'and';  'but'  seems  to  be  his 
favorite.  He  gets  fine  connectioii,  however, 
from  pronouns  and  from  paronyms.  The 
third  chapter  of  Von  Ranke  gives  a  fine  example 
of  hinge  words  and  perspicuity  by  negatives 
and  positives — "The  Papacy  remains,  not  in 
decay,  not  a  mere  antique,  but  full  of  life  and 
useful  vigor."  He  is  very  fond  of  contrast, 
and  in  this  way  often  produces  an  intensely 
pleasing  effect — "He  had  a  head  which  statu- 
aries loved  to  copy,  and  a  foot  the  deformity 
of  which  the  beggars  in  the  streets   mimicked. 


THE    VILLANOVAN  15 

Distinguished  at  once  by  the  strength  and  by  entangle  them,  rejecting  his  ideas,  accepting 
the  weakness  of  his  intellect,  affectionate  yet  his  rhetoric.  We  might  have  run  into  con- 
perverse,  a  poor  lord  and  handsome  cripple,  he  traries,  like  Macaulay  has  done  in  many  in- 
required,  if  ever  man  required,  the  firmest  and  stances,  and  have  entirely  rejected  him  because 
the  most  judicious  training."  of  his  errors.  But  that  is  not  to  our  purpose. 
It  has  not  been  our  purpose  to  make  a  case  That  he  met  with  severe  criticisms  from  many 
against  Macaulay.  What  we  want  is  the  quarters,  there  is  no  doubt.  "But  we  have  as 
truth,  and  nothing  but  the  truth.  Like  most  little  doubt,"  as  he  says  of  Byron,  "that,  after 
of  our  authors,  Macaulay  must  be  dissociated,  the  closest  scrutiny,  there  will  still  remain 
We  cannot  afford  to  pass  over  what  good  there  much  that  can  only  perish  with  the  English 
is  in  him.  We  have  found  his  ideas  and  his  language"  in  the  way  of  composition  and 
rhetoric  entangled ;    we   have  essayed   to  dis-  rhetoric. 


16  THE   VILLANOVAN 

The  Blank  Parchment 

(A  Serial  Story) 

By  John  F.  Burns,  '17 

{Continued  from  last  issue) 

CHAPTER  H  the  direction  from  which  he  had  come,  and  sus- 

r\         .    1  pecting,  as  a  consequence,  that  something  was 

not  right,  they  had  accordingly  held  him  in 

FRANK   MASTERSON   rushed   from  his  custody, 

room  and  down  the  corridor  in  angry  "And  I'm  mighty  glad  you  did,"  was  Frank's 

pursuit  of  the  student  who  had  stolen  reply.      "The  scamp  might  have  gotten  away 

the  parchment  he  had  been  saving  for  so  many  with  that  paper."     Then,  turning  to  Grimes,  he 

years,  and  whom  he  had  recognized  as  Stewart  continued: 

Grimes.       The    thief    disappeared    around    a  "Come  on,  now,  tell  us  how  you  got  into  my 

corner  in  the  hallway,  and  as  Frank  made  after  room,    and    why    you    wanted    this    paper    so 

him,  he  could  hear  him  racing,  or  rather  falling,  badly." 

down  a  nearby  stairway.     But  when  he  himself  Grimes,  however,  had  by  this  time  regained 

reached   the  top   of  the  stairs,   what  was  his  his  self-possession,  and  he  was  quite  prepared 

surprise    to    behold    Grimes    standing    at    the  for  Frank's  question, 

bottom,  crestfallen  and  confused,  in  the  cus-  "You  fellows  can't  take  a  joke  at  all,"  he 
tody  of  two  other  students!  And  the  two  said.  "Now  listen,  and  I'll  tell  you  just  how  it 
students  were  his  own  friends,  Charlie  Madden  was.  As  I  was  going  by  Masterson's  room  a  few 
and  Eddie  Pearson.  Frank  could  not  under-  minutes  ago,  the  door  was  open  a  little.  I 
stand  how  it  came  about,  nor  did  he  take  time  could  see  him  inside  at  his  desk,  bending  over 
then  to  inquire.  All  he  wanted  at  that  moment  some  paper,  and  thinking  as  hard  as  he  could, 
was  to  lay  hands  on  Grimes.  And  this  he  soon  I  thought  if  I  could  just  push  the  door  open 
did,  motioning  his  friends  aside,  while  with  due  softly,  get  up  in  back  of  him,  grab  the  paper, 
threats  he  demanded  the  stolen  parchment,  and  rush  out,  I  would  sort  of  get  even  with 
Grimes,  as  soon  as  Frank  appeared,  could  not  him  in  a  friendly  way  for  throwing  that  die- 
get  rid  of  it  too  quickly.  tionary  at  me  a  little  while  ago." 

"Here!     Ouch!     Take  it!     Let  go  my  neck ! "  The  plausibility  of  this  explanation  made  a 

he  exclaimed.      "Can't  you  see  a  joke?"  great  impression  on  Frank.     Evidently  he  was 

"Joke!"    exclaimed    Frank,   as   he   snatched  at  a  loss  what  to  do.     Appearances,  to  be  sure, 

the  paper.  were   not    in    Grimes'    favor.      But,    certainly, 

"Let  you  go!"   he  added.     "I'll  let  you  go!"  there  was  no  real  proof  against  him.      In  fact, 

And,  tightening  his  hold,  he  shook  him  all  the  his   story   seemed   to   account   for  everything, 

harder.     After  a  while,  however,  he  bethought  After  hesitating  a  little,  therefore,  he  gave  him 

himself  of  his  two  friends.     So  he  relaxed  his  ^  vigorous  word  of  warning,  and  dismissed  him. 

^"P  """"i.  Tl^"^  '"^  '^'"'" .-.          .  1,        ,  At  this  Eddie  began  to  growl,  and  heartily  dis- 

bay,    he  began,     how  did  you  fellows  know  ,     c    ,                  ,• 

about  this?"  approved  of  the  proceedmg. 

"H'm!"  growled  Eddie,  ignoring  his  question.  ^^^'^^^  "^^'"  ^^  ^^*^'   "^  wouldn't  have  let 

"It's  about  time  you'd  at  least  recognize  us."  ^im  go  like  that.      He's  got  something  up  his 

Frank  tried  him  once  again,  but  Eddie  was  sleeve  concerning  that  letter,  and  it's  not  a  joke, 

sulky,  and  would  not  answer.     Finally  Charlie  either." 

explained  how,  as  they  were  returning  from  the  Then,  as  they  entered  Frank's  room,  he  went 

meeting,    Grimes    had    suddenly    hurtled    into  on: 

them,  and  nearly  upset  them  both.     Perceiving  "You   hang  on   to  that   parchment,   Frank. 


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17 


And  keep  your  eye  on  Stewart  Grimes, 
my  advice." 


That's 


The  next  occurrence  of  interest  at  Newville 
was  the  arrival  of  the  Easter  vacation.  Frank, 
as  we  are  aware,  had  no  home  of  his  own.  Be- 
cause, however,  of  his  close  and  long-standing 
friendship  with  Charlie  Madden,  he  spent 
most  of  his  vacations  at  the  latter's  house.  In 
fact,  by  this  time  he  had  come  to  be  regarded 
almost  as  a  member  of  the  Madden  family. 
Therefore  it  was  that  the  opening  day  of  vaca- 
tion found  the  three  chums  together  once  again, 
this  time  en  route  for  Castleton,  where  lived  the 
Pearsons  and  the  Maddens.  After  arriving  at 
the  Castleton  station,  Eddie  left  them,  while 
Frank  and  Charlie  repaired  to  the  latter's 
house. 

Charlie's  sister,  Mary,  who  espied  them  from 
a  distance,  met  them  at  the  gate. 

"I'm  awfully  glad  to  see  you  back,"  she  said, 
greeting  him  tenderly.  Then  she  turned  to 
Frank.  A  moment  later,  however,  Charlie 
broke  into  a  surprised  expostulation. 

"Hey!"  he  said,  addressing  his  sister,  "you 
are  not  supposed  to  kiss  himi"  But  Mary  was 
not  in  the  least  nonplussed. 

"Who  said  I  wasn't?"  she  replied.  "He's 
just  as  good  as  you  are,  isn't  he?  And  besides 
mother  calls  him  our  brother." 

"Well,"  laughed  her  brother,  "it's  your 
funeral,  not  mine.  But  (and  there  was  a 
roguish  twinkle  in  his  eye)  don't  let  Eddie 
Pearson  see  you  doing  it,  or  you  won't  get  any 
more  of  those  nice  chocolates  he  brings  around." 

Mary  turned  on  him  sharply.  "You  go  on 
ahead,  and  see  mother,"  she  said.  "She's 
waiting  for  you  on  the  porch.  I'm  going  to 
walk  with  Frank." 

By  the  time  Mary  and  Frank  reached  the 
house,  the  first  happy  meeting  between  mother 
and  son  was  over.  Mrs.  Madden  had  not 
yet  dried  the  tears  of  joy  from  her  eyes  when, 
as  Frank  came  into  view,  tears  of  sorrow  and  of 
sad  reminiscence  took  their  place. 

"Charlie,"  she  whispered  to  her  son,  "he's 
the  very  picture  of  your  father."  And  a 
moment  later,  she  had  welcomed  Frank  almost 
as  affectionately  as  she  had  received  Charlie 
himself.     As  soon  as  the  first  demonstrations  of 


welcome  were  over,  the  two  boys  sat  down  to 
a  well-spread  table,  long  since  carefully  and 
lovingly  prepared. 

In  the  midst  of  the  rejoicing,  and  while  Mrs. 
Madden  slipped  out  of  the  room  to  prepare  the 
dessert,  the  postman's  whistle  was  heard. 
Mary  went  to  the  door. 

"Letter  for  you,  Charlie,"  she  said,  returning. 

"Gee,"  began  the  latter,  upon  opening  it, 
"here's  an  invitation  already  from  Bessie  Pear- 
son to  a  party  at  her  house — to-morrow  night 
too,  by  gosh!"  And,  handing  it  to  her  to  read, 
he  added:     "I  guess  we  go,  sis,  don't  we?" 

"Why,  of  course  we'll  go,"  she  replied. 
"That  is,  if  mother  doesn't  object." 

"Which  she  won't,"  broke  in  Charlie. 

"What  do  you  say,  Frank?"  he  added,  at  the 
same  time  winking  slyly  at  his  sister.  "You 
know  Bess'll  be  there." 

Frank  flushed,  and  growled  back  at  him: 
"What  do  I  care  whether  Bess  is  there  or  not?" 

But,  almost  in  the  next  breath,  he  betrayed 
himself. 

"What  time  do  we  go?"  he  said,  "Let's 
start  over  early." 

Charlie  laughed. 

"Oh,  no!  You  don't  care  whether  Bess  is 
there  or  not.  I  think  I'll  tell  her  that,  just  for 
fun." 

At  this  point,  Mary,  who,  behind  Frank's 
back,  had  been  trying  to  hide  her  amusement 
at  his  discomfiture,  betrayed  herself  with  her 
giggling.  Frank  turned  around  quickly,  in  an 
attitude  of  feigned  displeasure. 

"I'd  like  to  know  what  you're  laughing  at," 
he  growled.  "If  you  don't  stop  it,  I'll  tell 
Eddie  Pearson  what  you  did  to  me  a  couple 
of  minutes  ago  in  the  garden." 

"Yes,  and  so  will  I,"  broke  in  Charlie. 

Mary  turned  on  Charlie  immediately. 

"You  do  it,"  she  said,  "and  I'll  tell  mother 
you're  at  the  cigarettes  again." 

At  this  Charlie  looked  involuntarily  toward 
the  door  through  which  his  mother  might  at 
any  moment  return.  Then,  turning  quickly  to 
Mary,  he  forced  an  expression  of  the  m.ost 
deeply   injured    righteousness. 

"Me!  Cigarettes!"  he  exclaimed,  but  with 
great  care  to  keep  his  voice  low. 

"Yes,  you!"  answered  Mary.      "Don't  you 


< — fcA 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


think  I  know  the  smell  of  tobacco?  Fine  way 
for  a  young  man  to  act,  that's  going  to  be  a 
priest!" 

"Fine  way  for  a  young  lady  to  act,"  retorted 
Charlie,  "that's  in  love  with  somebody  else." 

But  before  Mary  could  reply,  Mrs.  Madden's 
returning  footsteps  were  heard,  and  the  repartee 
was  ended. 

CHAPTER  HI 
A  Strange  Visit 

That  night,  on  the  plea  of  being  tired,  Frank 
went  to  bed  early.  In  reality,  however,  it  was 
not  fatigue  that  made  him  seek  the  solitude  of 
his  room,  but  rather,  a  return  of  the  old  lone- 
some feeling.  The  contemplation  of  a  mother's 
love,  and  a  sister's  tenderness,  accorded  to 
Charlie,  even  though  to  a  great  extent  shared 
by  himself,  made  him  yearn  once  more  for  the 
love  he  had  never  experienced.  Therefore  it 
was  that,  sad  and  lonesome  even  in  the  bosom 
of  this  happy  family,  he  threw  himself  wearily 
upon  the  bed  in  Charlie's  room. 

For  a  long  time  he  had  remained  thus  in  the 
gathering  darkness,  when  a  rap  was  heard  at 
the  door. 

"Come  in,"  he  said,  and  thinking  it  was 
Charlie,  he  made  no  effort  to  change  his  posture. 
The  door  opened  and  shut,  a  light  step  came 
across  the  floor  and  Frank  beheld,  not  Charlie, 
but  Charlie's  sister,  standing  by  the  bed,  her 
slender  form  dimly  discernible  in  the  fading 
twilight.  He  started  to  rise,  but  she  laid  her 
hand  upon  his  arm,  and  made  him  stay  where 
he  was. 

"I  knew  you  were  in  trouble,  Frank,"  she 
began,  with  the  familiarity  of  long-standing 
friendship.  "So  I  just  thought  I'd  come  up 
and  see  you  by  yourself.  Mother  and  Charlie 
are  talking  down  on  the  porch." 

"Thank  you,  Mary,"  he  replied.  This  was 
all  he  could  say  at  the  time,  but  the  gratitude 
he  so  deeply  felt  was  better  implied  in  the  tones 
of  his  voice  than  in  any  words  he  might  have 
employed. 

"What  is  the  matter,  Frank?"  she  continued 
kindly,  sitting  down  in  a  chair  by  the  bedside. 

And  poor  Frank,  whose  heart  was  longing 
for  just  that  sympathy  now  so  kindly  tendered 


to  him,  told  her  just  how  he  felt,  and  how  the 
sense  of  his  loneliness  preyed  upon  him.  Mary 
sat  still  and  listened  to  it  all,  her  kind  heart 
going  out  to  him  all  the  more  because  his  yearn- 
ings could  have  no  fulfilment. 

"I  know  it's  hard,  Frank,"  she  said,  breaking 
in  upon  the  pause  that  followed  his  closing 
words.  "But  think  of  the  many  who,  even 
with  their  parents  living,  are  worse  off  than 
you  are.  Then,  too,  look  at  the  friends  and  the 
opportunities  you  have  got.  And  you  know," 
she  added  softly,  "mother  has  loved  you  almost 
like  a  son  ever  since  you  first  came  here  with 
Charlie.  And  you  and  I,  Frank — haven't  we 
always  been  as  brother  and  sister?  So  do  try 
to  cheer  up,  won't  you,  please?  I  hate  to  see 
you  feeling  sad." 

And  so  they  talked  on  for  quite  a  while  before 
Mary  finally  left.  In  the  meantime,  Charlie 
and  his  mother  were  down  on  the  porch.  Mrs. 
Madden  had  been  silent  for  a  long  time,  when 
at  length  Charlie  broke  in  upon  her  thoughts. 

"What  makes  you  so  quiet  and  so  serious 
to-night,  mother?"  he  said. 

She  paused  a  little  before  replying,  but  when 
she  spoke  there  was  a  slight  tremor  in  her  voice. 

"I  was  thinking,  Charlie,  of  long  ago,  and" 
(she  spoke  slowly)  "of  all  that  might  have 
been." 

She  paused  again  and  then  continued,  "You 
are  coming  into  manhood  now,  my  son,  and  I 
have  decided  to  tell  you  what  you  have  so 
often  wished  to  know — the  story  of  your  father. 
The  time  has  come  when  you  ought  to  know." 

And  Mrs.  Madden  began:  "When  I  was 
young,  there  were  two  suitors  for  my  hand. 
One  was  a  prominent  doctor;  the  other,  a 
cashier  in  a  small  bank.  To  make  a  long  story 
short,  I  married  the  latter,  your  father,  and  the 
doctor  swore  revenge.  And  a  heavy  one  it 
was,"  she  sighed. 

"Well,  for  some  years  everything  went  well. 
Your  father  became  president  of  the  bank,  and 
nothing  came  of  the  doctor's  evil  words.  One 
day,  however,  there  was  a  considerable  default 
in  the  bankbooks,  and  that  same  doctor,  who 
was  one  of  the  principal  trustees,  accused  your 
father  of  theft  and  forgery.  Unfortunately, 
circumstances  were  such  that  he  could  not 
immediately  prove  his  innocence.     Everything 


..-Trw-vrj.TiT!'-; 


.■'■";■  .TH  E  V  I  L  L  A  NO  V  A  N^  '■  -■■  y                        ■    19*/ 

was  against  him.     Consequently,  thinking  that,  they  were  interrupted  by  the  s6und  of  foot- 

unmolested,  he  could  better  build  up  a  case  in  steps  at  the  garden  gate,  and  Charlie  went  ta 

support  of  his  innocence,  he  fled  temporarily  see  who  it  was. 

to  France.      For  company,  he  took  with  him  "Is  this  Mrs.  Madden's  house?"  said  a  voice- 

our  then  four-year-old  boy,  leaving  Mary  with  "Yes,  sir,"  replied  Charlie. 

me.       I    have    never  heard  of  either  of  them  "Tell  her  that  Dr.  Grimes  would  like  to  speak 

since."     By  this  time  the  tears  were  coursing  with  her." 

down  her  cheeks,  and  Charlie's  chin  began  to  Charlie    was    too    dumbfounded    to    speak. 

quiver.     After  a  while,  she  continued  her  story:  Going  back  to  the  house,  however,  and  leading^ 

"It  was  shortly  after  your  father's  departure,  his  mother  by  a  side  door  into  the  parlor,  he 

Charlie,    that  you  were  born,    and   then   the  told  her  the  visitor's  name, 

three  of  us,  you,  and  Mary,  and  I,  came  here  to  "Dr.  Grimes!"  she  exclaimed,  and  she  turned 

live  with  your  aunt."  deathly  pale.     Charlie  supported  her  to  a  chair. 

There  was  another  pause,  before  the  widow,  and  awaited  her  instructions.     For  a  long  time 

with  a  break  in  her  voice,  went  on  again:  she  remained  silent,  apparently  in  a  dilemma 

"Now,    Charlie   dear,"    she   said,    "there   is  as  to  whether  she  would  see  the  Doctor  or  not. 

only  one  thing  more.     The  money  your  father  Finally  she  came  to  a  decision, 

left  at  my  disposal  is  almost  gone,  and — I'm  "Bring  him   in,"   she  said,    "but  stay  with 

afraid — I'm  afraid  you  can't  go  to  the  seminary."  me  while  he's  here." 

Here  Mrs.  Madden,  perceiving  even  this  last  Charlie  looked  at  her  in  surprise, 

hope  shattered,  broke  down  completely.     And  "Bring    him    in!"    he    repeated.       "I    say, 

Charlie,  putting  his  arm  around  her,  did  his  throw  him  over  the  garden  wall." 

best  to  cheer  her.  "No,  Charlie,"  said  his  mother,  "you  can't 

"Don't  worry  about  that,  mother,"  he  said,  tell  what  his  business  may  be." 

"God,  if  He  really  wants  me,  will  fix  things  "All  the  more  reason,  then,"  he  growled,  but 

up  some  way."  went  to  do  his  mother's  bidding.     Reaching  the 

But    'way   down   in  his  heart,   Charlie  had  garden  gate,  he  curtly  announced  her  message, 

thoughts  which  would  have  broken  his  mother's  "Mrs.   Madden  will  see  you  in  the  parlor , 

heart  to  fathom.     Moreover,  in  the  long  silence  sir,"  he  said. 

that  followed,  these  thoughts  well-nigh  forced  "Thank  yoii,"  returned  Dr.  Grimes>  and  to- 

themselves  to  his  lips.     He  managed,  however,  gether  they  entered  the  house, 

to  hold  them  back,  for  he  knew  that,  in  his  "How  do  you  do,  Mrs.  Madden?"  began  the 

mother's  case,  ignorance  was  bliss.  Doctor  as  they  stepped  into  the  parlor,     "Ah!" 

By  this  time,  the  shadows  on  the  porch  had  he  continued,  when  at  sight  of  him  Mrs.  Mad- 
lengthened,  growing  deeper  and  deeper  all  the  den  involuntarily  recoiled,  "I  see  you  recognize 
while,  and  fading  away  at  last  into  the  gather-  me." 

ing  darkness.      Twilight  was  gone,  and  it  was  "And  this  is  your  son  Charlie,   is  it  not?'" 

only  the  obscure  light  of  the  twinkling  stars  that  he  went  on,  with  a  significant  intonation  on  the 

rendered  dimly  visible  the  objects  on  the  porch  word    Charlie.       Mrs.    Madden    perceived    im- 

and  in  the  garden.      Charlie's  thoughts,  as  he  mediately    the    peculiarity    of    his    tone,    and 

gazed  on  the  studded  firmament,  were  occupied  caught  the  reference  to  her  other  son  beneath 

with   his   mother's   story,    and    with    the   mis-  it. 

fortunes  of  the  father  he  had  never  known.  "Yes,"  she  faltered,  beginning  to  lose  her 
Mother  and  son,  occupied  with  their  respec-  self-possession  in  the  presence  of  the  man  whc 
tive  musings,  had  lapsed  into  a  long  silence,  had  caused  her  untold  misery.  In  the  mean- 
when  Charlie  suddenly  broke  the  spell.  time,  Charlie,  who  was  becoming  momentarily 

"What   was  that  doctor's  name,    mother?"  angrier  at  the  turn  things  had  taken,  came  to 

he  said.  her  side. 

"Grimes,"  replied  Mrs.  Madden.  "Take  care  how  you  speak  to  my  mother. 

But  before  he  could  give  vent  to  his  surprise,  sir,"  he  said  threateningly  to  the  Doctor.     The 


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latter,  however,  went  blandly  on,  as  if  there  had  to  his  disconnected  expressions.     AH.  at  once, 

been  no  interruption.        '                                      "  however,  a  name,  a  familiar  name,  fell  on  my 

"I  suppose  you  are  wondering,  Mrs.  Mad-  ears.  It  was  Madden,  After  that  I  listened 
den,  how  I  came  to  find  you  out  after  such  a  intently,  and  immediately  there  followed  some- 
long  time.  Well,  to  make  a  long  story  short,  thing  about  clearing  some  terrible  stain  from 
my  son  Stewart,  in  the  recital  of  his  experiences  that  name." 

at  college,  happened  to  mention  the  name  At  this  point  Mrs.  Madden  was  almost  corn- 
Charlie  Madden.  This  occurred  last  Christmas,  pletely  overcome,  and  she  leaned  hard  on  Charlie 
but  somehow,  at  the  time,  I  never  gave  it  a  for  support. 

thought.  (This  was,  of  course,  a  barefaced  "Of  course,"  continued  the  Doctor  hypo- 
falsehood.  Since  the  very  day  he  had  first  critically,  "I  was  anxious,  out  of  my  old  regard 
heard  the  name,  the  Doctor,  directly,  and  for  you,  to  leave  no  stone  unturned  to  preserve 
through  his  son,  had  been  spying  upon  the  your  good  name.  Consequently,  from  that 
Maddens.  His  present  visit  was  undertaken  moment,  not  one  word  of  the  Frenchman's 
only  for  the  furtherance  of  some  underhand  wanderings  escaped  me.  In  substance,  the 
scheme  he  was  concocting).  information  I  gathered  amounted  to  this.      It 

"However,"   continued   the   Doctor,   "when,  seems  that  your  husband  had  been  in  France, 

this   afternoon,   Stewart   again   mentioned    the  In  the  short  time  he  spent  there,  he  had  not 

nam.e,  immediately  it  recalled  memories  of  long  only    found    means    of    proving   his    innocence 

ago.     And  the  result  was  that  I  determined  to  of  certain  crimes  alleged  against  him,  but  along 

drop  in  and  see  if  Charlie   Madden's  mother  financial  lines,  also,  he  had  met  with  incredible 

were  my  friend  of  bygone  days."  success.      Moreover,  every  preparation  for  his 

"Your   friend!"   blurted   out   Charlie.      But  return  to  you  had   been  completed,  when  he 

Mrs.  Madden  silenced  him  with  her  eyes,  while  was  suddenly  stricken  with  fever.     Perceiving 

the    Doctor,    once    again    ignoring    the    young  that  the  end  was  not  far  off,  he  forwarded  to 

man's  outbreak,  continued:  this  country  all  his  papers,  together  with  the 

"And  I  rejoice  to  see  that  it  is  that  friend,  precious  documents   that  were   to   re-establish 

for,  unless  I  am  sadly  mistaken,  I  have  tidings  his  reputation.    But,  as  a  precautionary  measure, 

of  deepest  concern  to  her,"  he  sent  them,  not  to  you,  but  to  a  certain  lawyer 

At    this,    the    same    death-like    pallor    again  of  his  acquaintance;    for  he  reasoned   that  a 

overspread  the  widow's  countenance,  and,  torn  packet  of  papers  addressed  to  a  lawyer,  would 

between  hope  and  foreboding,  she  spoke.  not  be  considered  out  of  the  ordinary  and  would 

"You  have  news  of — ,"  but  the  word  would  therefore  be  less  likely   to  be  tampered  with, 

not  come,  and  Dr.  Grimes  finished  the  sentence,  than  if  sent  directly  to  you.     To  you,  however, 

"Of   Mr,    Madden,"   he   replied,    "and   pos-  he  sent  a  letter  containing,  among  other  things, 

sibly  also  of  your  long-lost  son."     Then,  with-  the  name   and   address   of   this   lawyer.      The 

out  further  delay,  he  began  the  following  tale.  lawyer,  moreover,  was  instructed  not  to  open 

the   packet   until   presented   by   you   with  the 

CHAPTER  IV  said  letter, 

"Your  son,"  continued  the   Doctor,  after  a 

pause,   "the  one  who  accompanied  your  hus- 

Nearly   fifteen   years  ago,   in   the   town   of  band  to  France,  was  entrusted  to  the  care  of  a 

-,  I  was  called  to  the  hospital  on  an  accident  friend.       Now,    this    friend    was    the    identical 


The  Price  of  a  Gem 


case,"  (At  this,  a  tremor  of  apprehension  man  whose  dying  m.oments  I  attended.  More- 
passed  over  the  widow).  "A  certain  French-  over,  he  had  in  his  possession  a  letter,  the  con- 
man,"  continued  the  Doctor,  "a  business  man,  tents  of  which  were  unknown  to  himself,  and 
apparently,  and  well  off,  had  been  struck  by  a  which  he  was  to  deliver  into  your  hands.  That 
vehicle  and  rendered  unconscious.  When  I  letter,  I  believe,  was  the  one  you  were  to  present 
arrived,  he  was  already  delirious.  I  went  to  to  the  lawyer.  Furthermore,  it  would  have 
work  im.mediately,  paying  no  attention,  at  first,  informed  you  of  his  address.     And,  by  the  way," 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


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he  added,  "I  forgot  to  mention  that  the  lawyer 
in  question  had  received  from  your  husband 
an  exact  duplicate  of  the  letter.  This  was  done 
as  a  still  further  measure  of  precaution." 

"But,"  interrupted  Mrs.  Madden,  "the  letter 
addressed  to  me!     You  have  it?" 

"Just  a  moment,  madam,  till  I  finish,"  re- 
plied the  Doctor.  And  he  went  on.  "There 
was  just  one  thing  more,  which  I  gathered  from 
the  words  of  the  dying  man.  It  seems  that, 
although  ignorant  of  the  exact  contents  of 
your  letter,  he  was  fully  persuaded  of  its  im- 
portance. Consequently,  to  insure  the  safety 
of  the  document  against  the  dishonesty  of  hotel 
thieves  and  others,  he  sewed  it  up  in  the  jacket 
of  his  little  charge." 

Here  Mrs.  Madden  would  have  spoken,  but 
the  Doctor,  anticipating  the  burning  question 
that  trembled  on  her  lips,  resumed  his  narrative. 

"As  to  the  present  whereabouts  of  that 
charge  "  he  said,  "who  was  undoubtedly  your 
son,  I  know  nothing — that  is  "he  added,  as  Mrs. 
Madden  well-nigh  collapsed  under  the  dis- 
appointment, "I  know  nothing  certain.  But, 
(and  he  spoke  very  slowly)  I  have  an  exceedingly 
probable  opinion  in  this  regard." 

There  was  a  pause  after  this,  and  a  long 
silence  ensued.  So  wrapped  up  in  the  affair 
were  the  three,  that  the  sound  of  stealthy  foot- 
steps on  the  staircase  went  by  unnoticed.  At 
length  Dr.  Grimes  went  on  again. 

"Now,"  he  said,  "there  is  the  strongest 
probabiUty  that  the  young  man  I  have  in  mind 
not  only  has  in  his  possession  the  letter  that 
will  enable  you  and  your  children  to  stand  free 
of  stain,  before  the  world,  and  put  you  in  the 
way  of  procuring  a  considerable  fortune,  but 
also  that  it  will  prove  him  to  be  your  own  son, 
long  since  mourned  as  dead." 


By  this  time,  at  the  contemplation  of  the 
possible  realization  of  all  these  wonders,  the 
widow's  eyes  were  filled  with  tears.  Still; 
through  it  all,  she  somehow  divined  that  the 
Doctor  must  have  some  evil  scheme  in  hand 
or  he  would  not  have  taken  such  great  pains 
to  withhold  the  one  all-important  detail,  the 
present  identity  of  the  young  man.  And  she 
was  right.  The  wily  Doctor  really  had  designs 
on  the  wealth  which  he  supposed  would  fall  to 
the  lot  of  Mrs.  Madden  upon  the  discovery  of 
the  missing  letter.  Therefore,  perceiving  the 
look  of  distrust  that  overshadowed  the  widow's 
face,  he  came  to  the  point  without  delay. 

"Mrs.  Madden,"  he  said,  "if  you  wish  to 
learn  the  identity  and  the  whereabouts  of  the 
young  man  I  have  in  mind,  you  must  promise 
to  my  son  Stewart,  the  hand  of  your  daughter 
Mary." 

The  widow  and  her  son  started  back,  speech- 
less and  amazed.  They  were  astounded  by 
the  unexpectedness,  and  by  the  nature  of  this 
revelation.  In  a  moment,  however,  Charlie 
recovered  his  self-possession,  and,  with  menac- 
ing attitude,  advanced  upon  the  Doctor. 

"She'll  promise  you  nothing  of  the  kind,  you 
blackmailer!"  he  cried.  And  he  was  about  to 
lay  violent  hands  upon  the  recreant  physician, 
when,  from  the  stairway,  confused  sounds,  as  of 
a  scuffle,  fell  on  their  ears. 

Immediately  there  followed  a  rush  and  a 
crash,  as  some  heavy  weight  tumbled  down  the 
stairs,  and  a  moment  later,  Frank,  all  disheveled 
and  his  clothes  disarranged,  burst  in  upon  the 
little  group    dragging  someone  by  the  neck. 

"You  scoundrel!"  he  was  saying.  "Just 
let  me  get  you  into  the  light!"  And  at  the 
same  time  he  tore  a  mask  from  the  face  of 
Stewart  Grimes! 

(To  be  continued) 


22  THE   VILLANOVAN 

Patriotic  Address  to  Knights  of  Columbus 

By  Rev.  J.  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A. 

Delivered  at  memorial  services  in  the  Cathedral,  Philadelphia    Thanksgiving  Day,  1917 

"7  have  lifted  up  mine  eyes  to  the  mountains,  need  of  your  prayers.     During  life  they  could 

Jrom  whence  help  shall  come  to  me.     My  help  is  supplicate  in  their  own  behalf  and  claim  mercy 

from   the  Lord,   who   made  heaven   and   earth''  through  the  merits  of  Jesus  Christ.     Now  they 

(Psalm  120:  1-2).  have  passed  beyond  the  sphere  of  mercy  into 

that    realm     where    justice     reigns    supreme. 

^HE  royal  prophet  speaks  in  the  words  of  Howsoever  virtuous  may  have  been  their  lives 

(Our  text  as  though  he  were  surrounded  on  earth,  their  souls  must  needs  be  disfigured 

by  enemies,  and  he  looks  about  him  to  with  the  scars  of  past  folly  or  the  blemishes  of 

discover  whence  help  might  come  in  the  hour  those   imperfections  which  even   the  just   can 

of  his  need.     His  gaze  wanders  over  the  distant  scarce  avoid, 

hilltops  and  passes  out  to  the  blue  sky  beyond.  »          t^                           t^ 

^         -r                   ^  ^              ^    -U      '          AA       y      A         A  P^Y    FOR   THE    DeAD 

Tummg  from  east  to  west,  he  is  suddenly  dazed 

by  the  rays  of  the  setting  suri,  and  the  very  We  speak  not  here  of  them  who  die  utterly 

sight  seems  to  turn  his  thoughts  to  the  Author  estranged  from  Godi,  nor  yet  of  those  illustrious 

of  all  strength;    hence  the  cry,   "My  help  is  saints  whose   acceptance   of   divine   grace   has 

from  the  Lord,  who  made  heaven  and  earth."  made    them    exemplars    of    Christian    virtue. 

The  Catholic  Church  takes  up  these  words  of  Rather  do  we  refer  to  that  great  majority  who 

the  Psalmist  and  uses  them  in  her  Office  of  the  pass  from  time  to  eternity  amid  the  cares  and 

Dead,  as  though  she  would  show  the  extent  of  stress  of  a  busy  world^^  forgetful,  perhaps,  or 

her  empire,  not  only  over  the  Church  militant  even  heedless  of  those  minor  failings  which  do 

upon  earth,  but  in  like  degree  over  the  Church  not  destroy  the   life   of  the   soul,  but  which, 

suffering  in   Purgatory.      Her  doctrine   of  the  nevertheless,  unfit  it  for  the  presence  of  God, 

Communion    of   Saints    teaches    that    there    is  in  whose  sight  the  heavens  themselves  are  not 

unity  and  intercourse  between  those  who  are  pure.      None   the   less  must   these   failings   be 

still  engaged  in  the  struggle  of  life  and  those  accounted  for  before  Him  who  has  said  that  the 

others  who  have  already  laid  down  their  arms  debt  must  be  paid  to  the  uttermost  farthing, 

and  who,  as  far  as  this  world  is  concerned,  are  If  it  be  not  paid  in  this  world,  it  must  in  the 

at  rest.     To  her  has  been  entrusted  the  care  of  next;     for    the    justice    of    God    is    inexorable, 

both  the  living  and  the  dead.     From  her  altars  Likewise  do  we  refer  to  that  noble  company  of 

and  from  the  lips  of  her  children  supplications  penitents   whose   moral   courage,    inspired   and 

arise  to  the  throne  of  God,  not  alone  for  those  strengthened  from  on  high,  has  lifted  them  up 

who  are  now  bearing  the  brunt  of  the   burden  from  the  mire  of  sin  unto  the  mountain-top  of 

and  suffering  the  heat  of  the  day,  but  in  an  virtue.     The  scars  remaining  after  grievous  sin 

«ven  greater  degree  for  that  vast  multitude  of  has  been  forgiven  must  be  burnt  out  to  the 

heroic    men    and    women    who    have    already  core  before  they  can  attain  the  goal  of  their 

finished  their  course,  fought  their  last  fight  and  desire.      Hence,  we   conclude   that  there   is   a 

kept  the  faith.  place  beyond  the  grave  which  is  not  heaven, 

To-day  you  are  gathered  together,  a  great  nor  is  it  the  abyss;    a  place  where  the  souls  of 

Catholic    and    fraternal    society,    to    intercede  the  just  must  abide  for  a  time  until  the  last 

with  the  God  of  Mercy  for  those  of  your  brethren  vestige  of  sin  is  purged  away,  the  faintest  trace 

who  have  responded  to  the  last  trumpet-call  and  of  error  expunged  before  they  can  receive  their 

who  have  already  stood  before  the  judgment  eternal    crown    and    dwell    with    God    forever, 

seat  of  the  Most  High  to  give  an  account  of  Every   one   of   these   souls   in   Purgatory   is   a 

their  stewardship.      More  than  ever  are  these  saint,  though  yet  uncrowned;    every  one  has  a 

•God's  children  now;   more  than  ever  have  they  place  reserved  for  him  in  heaven,  as  yet  unfilled. 


THE   VILLANOVAN  23 

Unable  by  their  own  efforts  to  shorten  the  and  the  subsequent  salvation  which  this  grace 
period  of  their  cleansing:,  they  cry  out  to  us  assures.  Surely,  if  the  sacrifice  of  all  we  hold 
for  help.  Their  eyes  are  lifted  up  to  the  moun-  most  dear,  even  of  life  itself,  in  the  cause  of 
tains  whence  help  shall  come  to  them.  Their  justice  be  worthy  of  reward,  we  need  have  no 
help  is  in  the  Lord,  who  made  heaven  and  fear  for  the  ultimate  future  of  those  who  are 
earth.  spending  themselves  and  being  spent  to  pre- 
How  consoling  the  thought  that  we,  by  our  serve  inviolate  the  sanctity  of  our  homes,  to  pro- 
prayers  and  good  works,  may  shorten  the  period  tect  the  lives  of  our  citizens  against  unjust 
of  suffering  which  ^hese  poor  souls  would  other-  aggression  and  to  maintain  our  national  honor. 

wise  undergo  and  may  the  sooner  bring  them  ^          ..     iv/r             »     a 

,  ,  ^  f  /-  11  TLT  I.  1  r  I  ^i-  Cardinal  Mercier  s  Appraisal 
to  the  bosom  of  God!  How  helpful  the  assur- 
ance that,  when  we  shall  stand  before  the  It  would  be  presumptuous,  indeed,  for  any 
tribunal  of  an  all-just  Judge,  we  shall  find  one  to  attempt  to  fathom  the  inscrutable  de- 
powerful  advocates  in  the  persons  of  those  crees  of  Divine  Providence,  yet  I  cannot  refrain 
whom  we  have  thus  helped  to  send  before  their  from  quoting  for  you  the  words  of  one  who 
appointed  time  to  the  enjoyment  of  everlast-  stands  forth  as  the  most  heroic  personality  in 
ing  bliss!  Not  only  are  we  giving  glory  to  God  this  titanic  struggle;  one  who  in  the  midst 
by  anticipating  His  holy  will ;  we  are  also  lay-  of  his  enemies  does  not  hesitate  to  hurl  defiance 
ing  up  for  ourselves  treasure  unto  life  eternal.  at  their  intolerable  arrogance;   one  whose  spare 


Pray  for  Those  Overseas 


figure,  made  gaunt  by  suffering,  looms  above 
the  blackened  horizon  of  his  devastated  country 
Particularly  are  we  bound  to  pray  for  our  like  a  specter  of  doom  in  the  path  of  a  bar- 
loved  ones   beyond  the  sea  who   are   striving  barous  foe.     In  his  Christmas  letter  of  1914  to 
valiantly   against   a  treacherous   foe;     striving  the  people  of  ravaged  Belgium,  Cardinal  Mer- 
not  for  glory  nor  for  empire  but  striving  rather  cier  says  : 

to  suppress  injustice,  striving  to  bring  peace  "  I  was  asked  lately  by  a  staff  officer  whether 
to  a  land  distracted,  striving  to  make  the  a  soldier  falling  in  a  righteous  cause — and  our 
world  safe  for  humanity,  safe  for  civilization,  cause  is  such  to  demonstration — is  not  veritably 
safe  for  the  principles  which  the  Son  of  God  a  martyr.  Well,  he  is  not  a  martyr  in  the  rigor- 
came  to  teach  mankind.  There  can  be  no  ous  theological  meaning  of  the  word,  inasmuch 
question  but  that  it  is  our  bounden  duty  to  as  he  dies  in  arms,  whereas  a  martyr  delivers 
pray  God  day  by  day  for  the  flower  of  our  himself,  undefended  and  unarmed,  into  the 
youth  who  have  gone  forth  in  the  fulness  of  hands  of  the  executioner.  But  if  I  am  asked 
their  strength  and  beauty  and  are  now  lying,  what  I  think  of  the  eternal  salvation  of  a  brave 
or  soon  may  be  lying,  in  foreign  graves',  leaving  man  who  has  consciously  given  his  life  in  de- 
behind  them  hearts  that  are  sorrowing,  homes  fense  of  his  country's  honor,  and  in  vindication 
that  are  desolate,  souls  that  are  afflicted.  They  of  violated  justice,  I  shall  not  hesitate  to  reply 
have  faced  death  with  a  cheer  on  their  lips  and  that  without  any  doubt  whatever  Christ  crowns 
a  smile  on  their  youthful  faces;  now  they  lie,  his  military  valor,  and  that  death,  accepted  in 
perhaps,  cold  and  dank  in  the  shell-torn  craters  this  Christian  spirit  assures  the  safety  of  that 
or  beneath  the  crunching  wheel,  with  only  a  man's  soul. 

rough  cross  to  mark  their  resting-place,  but  '"Greater  love  than  this  no  man  hath,'  said 
with  their  deeds  emblazoned  in  the  hearts  of  Our  Saviour,  'than  that  he  lay  down  his  life  for 
men.  In  the  stress  of  battle  they  have  given  his  friends.'  And  the  soldier  who  dies  to  save 
never  a  thought  to  their  own  welfare,  nor  have  his  brothers,  and  to  defend  the  hearths  and 
they,  perchance,  been  accorded  an  opportunity  altars  of  his  country,  reaches  this  highest  of  all 
of  receiving  formally  those  sacraments  which  degrees  of  charity.  He  may  not  have  made  a  close 
pave  the  way  to  eternal  rest.  Let  us  pray  analysis  of  the  value  of  his  sacrifice,  but  must 
fervently,  then,  that  the  God  of  Mercy  may  we  suppose  that  God  requires  of  the  plain  sol- 
have  given  them  the  grace  of  true  contrition  dier  in  the  excitement  of  battle  the  methodical 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


precision  of  the  moralist  or  theologian?  Can 
we  who  revere  his  heroism  doubt  that  his  God 
will  welcome  him  with  love? 

"Christian  mothers,  be  proud  of  your  sons. 
Of  all  griefs,  of  all  our  human  sorrows,  yours  is 
perhaps  the  most  worthy  of  veneration.  I 
think  I  behold  you  in  your  affliction,  but  erect, 
standing  at  the  side  of  the  Mother  of  Sorrows, 
at  the  foot  of  the  Cross.  Suffer  us  to  offer  you 
not  only  our  condolence  but  your  congratula- 
tions. Not  all  our  heroes  obtain  temporal 
honors,  but  for  all  we  expect  the  immortal 
crown  of  the  elect.  For  this  is  the  virtue  of  a 
single  act  of  perfect  charity:  it  cancels  a  while 
lifetime  of  sins.  It  transforms  a  sinful  anm 
into  a  saint." 

Safeguard  Morals  of  Living 

It  would  ill  become  me  to  add  one  jot  or 
tittle  to  these  eloquent   words  of  an  illustrious 
prince    of   the    Church   and    an    acknowledged 
leader  in  the  science  of  theology.     Yet,  we  may 
well  reflect  that  it  would  be  the  height  of  folly 
and  a  grave  sin  of  presumption  to  expect  of 
God  this  final  grace  of  perfect  charity  in  the 
case  of  those  who  have  made  no  effort  on  their 
own  part  to  live  clean,  wholesome  lives.     Hence, 
if  it  be  our  duty  to  pray  for  the  heroic  dead — 
and  who  will  dare  deny  the  obligation? — it  is 
even  more  our  duty  to  safeguard  the  moral  and 
spiritual    well-being   of   the    equally   as   heroic 
living.      God  bless  you,  then,  you  Knights  of 
Columbus,  and  you  members  of  those  various 
organizations,  whether  Catholic  or  Protestant, 
which  are  striving  with  might  and  main  to  sur- 
round our  youth  with  Christian  influences  and 
thus  help  to  bring  them  to  the  final  test  clean 
in  body  and  pure  in  soul.      Don't  limit  your 
efforts  to   the  duration  of  the  war.      To  the 
true  patriot,  the  man  who  even  in  time  of  peace 
offers  himself  voluntarily  as  a  potential  victim 
on  the  altar  of  national  honor  is  scarcely  less 
heroic  than  he  who  actually  sheds  his  blood  in 
the  moment  of  peril.      God  grant  you  are  not 
of  the  number  of  those  who  have  merely  been 
carried   away   by  the   prevailing   hysteria  and 
who  now  regard  as  a  mark  of  honor  that  uniform 
which    in  time  of  security   they  looked  upon  as 
a  badge  of  shame.     Continue  the  splendid  work 
you  have  so  zealously  undertaken,  not  merely 


until  the  ravages  of  war  shall  have  been  for- 
gotten, but  still  further — unto  that  millennial 
day  when  armaments  shall  have  ceased  to 
threaten  and  recourse  to  arms  shall  be  no  more. 

Lauds  Soldiers  and  Sailors 

I  hold  no  brief  in  defense  of  our  gallant 
soldiers  and  sailors,  yet  I  cannot  refrain  from 
giving  the  lie  direct  to  those  hysterical  out- 
bursts of  self-appointed  reformers  who  would 
have  us  believe  that  drunkenness  and  vice  are 
rampant  in  many  or  all  of  our  training  camps. 
When  forced  to  the  wall,  they  have  been  un- 
able in  a  single  instance  to  substantiate  their 
ill-advised  statements.  Furthermore,  I  may 
say  from  personal  experience  that  such  charges 
are  absolutely  and  unreservedly  without  foun- 
dation in  fact;    for 

"/  have  eaten  their  bread  and  salt, 
I  have  drunk  their  water  and  wine; 

The  deaths  they  died  I  have  watched  beside'. 
And  the  lives  that  they  led  were  mine.'" 

It  is  quite  true  that  "single  men  in  barracks 
don't  grow  into  plaster  saints";  neither  do 
they  necessarily  become  demons  incarnate. 
No  finer  type  of  manhood  can  be  found  any- 
where in  the  world  than  that  which  wears  the 
khaki  or  the  blue.  "If  sometimes  their  con- 
duct isn't  all  your  fancy  paints^"  remember 
that  they  are  far  removed  from  the  softening 
influence  of  home  and  kindred.  Reflect ^  too, 
that  there  rests  upon  us  a  solemn  obligation; 
not  merely  to  provide  for  them  the  consola- 
tions of  religion,  but  also  to  offset  every  evil 
agency  and  to  surround  them  with  moral  and 
social  safeguards.  If  we  are  true  to  our  trust, 
you — fathers  and  mothers — who  are  sending 
forth  your  flesh  and  blood  in  the  cause  of  justice 
and  humanity  may  rest  assured  that  God  in 
his  own  good  time  will  return  them  to  you, 
either  sacrificial  victims  on  the  altar  of  duty, 
or  vigorous,  clean-living   Christian   gentlemen. 

You  who  for  just  and  substantial  reasons 
remain  at  home  have,  likewise,  a  duty  in- 
cumbent upon  you;  to  support  the  Govern- 
ment both  morally  and  materially,  and  to 
defend  its  course.  It  matters  not  what  con- 
ditions may  have  prevailed  a  generation  or 
more  ago,  our  cause  to-day  is  just,  even  to  the 


*Vf  't.-^;  \  '■■  ■  .'^.;  ■^;; "ip'v,    .^t'T^V-'-^  •;•" •>  "  . fl^ T^^'^'  T" ^^'i^TrTT^yyT^^^ 


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25 


point  of  demonstration;  war  has  been  forced 
upon  us  in  spite  of  every  honorable  effort  to 
avoid  it.  We  have  been  drawn  into  the  con- 
flict, not  because  others  have  willed  it,  but 
because  the  sanctity  of  our  home-life  is  at 
stake,  the  lives  of  our  citizens  threatened  and 
destroyed,  the  honor  of  our  country  trampled 
under  foot  by  a  ruthless  foe.  Our  destiny, 
at  least  for  the  time  being\  is  inseparably 
linked  with  that  of  other  nations  beyond  the 
sea.  To  wish  disaster  to  any  one  of  these 
nations  while  at  the  same  time  hoping  for  our 
own  triumph  is  treason  of  the  most  insidious 
type.  Surely,  if  one's  hatred  for  another 
country  be  greater  than  the  love  he  bears  his 
own,  the  patriotism  of  such  a  one  is  open  to 
serious  question,  and  short  shrift  should  be  his 
portion.  That  none  such  there  are  among  you 
is  a  truth  which  needs  no  confirmation. 

Let  me  urge  upon  you  once  again  a  conscien- 


tious fulfilment  of  your  solenin  duty  as  regards 
both  the  living  and  the  dead.  Open  wide  your 
pursestrings  and  still  wider  open  your  hearts. 
Many  of  those  whom  you  have  cherished  in 
your  bosom,  many  whom  you  have  learned  to 
love,  will  soon  be  called  upon  to  make  the 
supreme  sacrifice.  Yours  it  is  to  protect  them 
now,  yours  to  cheer  them  onward,  yours  to 
help  render  their  self-oblation  more  pleasing 
in  the  sight  of  God.  Many  of  your  friends,  per- 
haps, have  already  crossed  the  barrier  into  the 
great  beyond  and  are  lying  now  in  the  valley 
of  suffering  looking  up  to  the  mountain-top 
whence  help  shall  come  to  them.  Their  help  is 
from  the  Lord,  who  made  heaven  and  earth,  and 
His  help  is  at  your  beck  and  call.  In  your 
charity,  then,  pray  God  to  wash  away  their 
stains,  to  let  perpetual  light  shine  upon  them, 
to  grant  them  eternal  rest  and  peace. 


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Christmas  Thoughts  of  a  Soldier 


miki 


I  hear  the  bugle  clearly  sound; 

Its  echoes^  sweet  reply 
Comes  softly  sailing  o'er  the  mound, 

Beneath  the  starry  sky. 
'  Tis  not  a  signal  for  the  fight, 

Its  note  is  far  too  clear. 
It  tells  the  saddened  heart  to-night 

The  birth  of  Christ  is  near. 

It  rouses  memories  of  the  past, 

The  joys  of  other  days. 
It  deadens  e'en  the  cannon's  blast, 

It  sets  one's  soul  ablaze. 
The  distant  home  on  Christmas  night 

Looms  up  in  fancy  fair; 
The  tree,  the  greens,  the  candlelight. 

Ah,  yes!  the  vacant  chair. 

I  hear  within  that  far-off  home, 

Once  more,  my  mother's  voice. 
She's  praying  for  the  time  to  come 

When  all,  in  peace,  rejoice. 
0,  home  of  smiles,  and  tears,  and  love, 

O,  home  of  boyhood  days. 
Receive  the  message  from  above. 

Sing  out  the  Saviour's  praise. 


Joseph  E.  Heney,  '18. 


m»mim^^m^ 


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A  Fatal  Wager 

By  Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

ABOUT  two  miles  from  the  little  town  of  with    which    to    make    himself    comfortable, 

Pomona,  New  Jersey,  stands  an  ancient  mounted  the  stairs  to  the  room  and  started  a 

uninhabited  house  which  is  called  by  log-fire  in  the  large  fireplace.    The  dry  wood 

the  superstitious  farmers  the  "Haunted  House  caught   and   the   room   was  soon   quite   cozy, 

of  the  Baynes."     The  legend  surrounding  the  Pipe   in  mouth,  Saunders,   reclining  upon  his 

place  is  always  told  with  many  embellishments  pillow,  fell  asleep, 

and  elaborations  by  the  simple  villagers.  He  awoke  with  a  start,  shivering,  cold  beads 

Perhaps  twenty  years  ago,  the  house  was  of  sweat  standing  out  upon  his  brow.  He  was 
occupied  by  a  wealthy  farmer,  Charles  Bayne,  certain  his  cheek  had  felt  a  cold,  clammy  hand, 
and  his  young  bride.  One  night  in  early  winter,  Rising  to  his  feet,  he  made  for  the  fireplace, 
a  man  strange  to  the  village,  and  apparently  Scarcely  a  spark  of  fire  remained.  He  stopped 
intoxicated,  entered  the  house  and  attempted  to  rake  the  cinders  and  was  startlingly  conscious 
to  rob  the  young  couple.  His  clumsy  efforts  of  a  cold,  deathlike  breath  upon  his  neck, 
awakened  the  master  of  the  house  and,  fearful  Horrified,  he  sprang  around,  but  nobody  was 
of  arrest,  the  burglar  attacked  Bayne  in  his  there.  A  piece  of  wood  crackled  in  the  fire- 
bed,  slew  him  with  a  knife,  and,  retreating  from  place  and  his  hair  stood  on  end.  Always  a 
the  room  while  threatening  the  murdered  man's  deathli.ke  shadow  seemed  to  be  behind  him, 
terrified  wife  with  a  revolver,  fell  backwards  touching  him,  breathing  on  him,  laughing  mock- 
over  the  banister  in  the  darkness  and  broke  ingly  at  him.  He  tried  to  imagine  that  it  was 
his  neck  on  the  floor  below.  Mrs.  Bayne  was  the  wind  whistling  through  the  crevices  in  the 
found  unconscious  in  the  morning  and  several  wall,  but  he  was  too  terrified  to  think  clearly, 
weeks  passed  before  she  could  relate  the  terrible  He  stumbled  over  the  pillow — its  softness 
tale.  Then  her  brain  gave  way  and  the  un-  resembled  in  his  fancy  the  touch  of  a  dead 
fortunate  woman  went  mad.  body.     With  a  cry  of  horror,  he  sprang  to  the 

Two  young  men  who  happened  to  be  passing  door,  as  the  wind  blew  it  shut  in  his  face.     His 

through    Pomona   on    a   tour   of    New   Jersey,  nerves  entirely  unstrung,  he  seized  the  knob, 

chanced  to  hear  this  story.     Greatly  interested,  opened  the  creaking  door,  rushed  wildly  into 

they  made  a  visit  to  the  haunted  house.     They  the  darkness  and  plunged  headlong  through  the 

found  it  a  fairly  large  building,  but  in  a  terrible  gap  in  the  balustrade  to  the  floor  below, 

condition  of  dilapidation.      They  entered  the  Early  in  the  morning,  John  Dowd,  repenting 

place  and  inspected  the  broken  balustrade  where  of  his  folly  in  allowing  his  younger  companion  to 

the  murderer  had   plunged  to  his  death,  and  sleep  all  night  in  an  empty  and  desolate  house, 

the  room  where  the  murder  had  been  committed,  hurried  to  the  old  dwelling.     He  rushed  in  and 

It  was  the  most  sepulchral  and  uninviting  place  was  almost  overcome  by  the  sight  that  met  his 

in    the    house.      Wishing    to    demonstrate    his  eyes.      Tom  Saunders,  his  skull  fractured,  lay 

fearlessness  in  regard  to  superstitions  and  haunted  on  the  floor  dead. 

houses,     one    of   the    visitors    Tom    Saunders,  Sorrowfully,    Dowd   had  the   body  removed 

laid  a  wager  with  his  companion  that  he  would  to  Saunders'  mourning  home,  and  the  villagers 

stay  in  that  room  all  night.      The  wager  was  of  Pomona  have  another  gruesome  tragedy  to 

accepted  and  the  two  returned  to  Pomona.  add  to  the  horror  of  the  "Haunted  House  of 

In  the  evening,  Saunders,  carrying  a  pillow  the  Baynes."   ^ 


Moonlit  Waters 

A  little,  gentle,  rippling,  crystal  stream; 

A  fragrant,  perfumed^  starlit  summer  night, 
When  fond  Diana's  gorgeous  silv'ry  beam 

Converts  the  silent  darkness  into  light, 
And  gleams  upon  the  waves  with  splendor  bright. 

In  all  this  lovely,  God-created  sphere 
There  cannot  be  a  more  celestial  sight, 

When-  on  the  dancing  wavelets,  sparkling  clear. 
The  first  broad  golden  beams  of  glistening  light 
appear. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21. 


Grit 


Hang  on;   cling  on;  no  matter  what  they  say. 
Push  on;  sing  on;  things  will  come  your  way. 
Sitting  down  and  whining  never  helps  a  bit. 
Best  way  to  get  there  is  by  keeping  up  your  grit. 
Don't  give  up  hoping  when  the  ship  goes  down. 
Grab  a  spar  or  something — just  refuse  to  drown. 
Don't  think  you're  dying  just  because  you're  hit. 
Smile  in  face  of  danger  and  hang  to  your  grit. 
Folks  die  too  easy — they  sort  of  fade  away; 
Make  a  little  error,  and  give  up  in  dismay. 
Kind  of  man  that's  needed  is  the  man  with  ready 

wit, 
To  laugh  at  pain  and  trouble  and  keep  his  grit. 

G.  A.  B. 


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K.  of  C.  War  Activities 


IN  THE  present  world-war,  welfare  activities 
are  common  in  the  many  fraternal  organ- 
izations throughout  our  country.  There 
is  one  organization  that  stands  out  preeminent 
in  this  respect,  and  it  deserves  special  mention 
in  these  columns.  We  refer  to  the  work  of 
the  Knights  of  Columbus  War  Committee  in 
the  Army  and  Navy  training  camps.  The 
Knights  purpose  primarily  to  look  after  the 
interests  of  our  Catholic  soldiers  and  sailors. 
So  enthusiastically  have  their  noble  efforts  been 
supported  by  the  Catholics  of  the  country  that 
the  scope  of  their  activities  has  been  extended 
to  an  amazing  degree  and  we  rejoice  to  see 
centers  for  recreation  open  to  all,  regardless 
of  creed.  How  thoroughly  this  is  appreciated 
by  the  enlisted  men  is  clearly  seen  from  the 
large  numbers  in  attendance  at  the  buildings 
erected  for  this  purpose. 

In  leaving  their  homes  to  enter  the  ranks, 
our  young  men  are  removed  from  the  Catholic 


atmosphere  that  pervaded  their  home  lives. 
They  are  withdrawn  from  Catholic  surround- 
ings and  influences,  which  are  so  important 
to  their  spiritual  welfare.  It  is  the  avowed 
intention  of  the  Knights  to  establish  and  main- 
tain this  atmosphere  in  the  soldiers'  and  sail- 
ors' lives,  and  it  is  this  spirit  that  is  actuating 
them  in  the  noble  work  in  which  we  now  see 
them  engaged.  Congeniality,  fraternity,  and, 
above  all,  Love  of  God  are  their  watchwords. 

Chief  among  the  means  that  the  Knights  are 
employing  is  the  movement  to  provide  a  larger 
number  of  chaplains  for  our  boys  in  the  service. 
The  number  allowed  by  the  War  Department 
was  meager  enough  , — so  meager,  in  fact ,  that, 
had  it  not  been  for  this  movement,  a  large 
percentage  of  the  Catholic  soldiers  would  have 
been  unable  to  hear  Mass  on  Sundays  and 
would  have  been  denied  that  privilege  so 
important  to  men  engaged  in  their  task — the 
frequent  reception  of  the  Sacraments.     The  in- 


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convenience  due  to  a  shortage  of  chaplains  has  works    that    the    old    oft-repeated    charges    of 

been  in  a  great  measure  alleviated,  but  there  is  disloyalty  and  lack  of  patriotism  among  Catho- 

still  much  to  be  done.     Be  it  said  to  the  credit  lies  are  base  falsehoods.     We  must  be  deeply 

of  the  Knights  that,  in  the  face  of  all  obstacles,  grateful    that    our    young,  men,    even    though 

they  have  not  altered  their  determination  to  they  may  often  be  in  surroundings  filled  with 

extend  this  great  work.  temptations  to  their  spiritual  and  moral  life. 

We  at  Villanova  have  been  in  frequent  com-  will    always    have    the    consolations    and    pro- 

munication  with  our  own  boys  in  the  service,  tections  of  their  religion.     We  should  be  grate- 

They  speak  in  glowing  terms  of  the  splendid  ful  to  this  organization,  the  K.  of  C,  which 

achievements    of    the    Knights    of    Columbus,  provides  that  some  day  our  boys  will  either 

and  the  patriotic  fervor  created  in  the  ranks  come  back  to  us  better  men  and  better  Catholics 

by   their   unselfish   efforts.      The   Catholics   of  by  reason  of  their  service  to  our  country,  or 

America  should  indeed  be  grateful  and  proud  that  they  will  die  heroic  deaths  surrounded  by 

that  we  have  an  organization  composed  of  men  the  consolations  of  religion  and  signed  with  the 

of  our  own   Faith,   who  are  proving  by  their  Cross  of  Mother  Church. 

The  Students'  Mission  Crusade 

FROM    Techny,    Illinois,    comes    an    im-  tion,  and  our  obligation  to  other  missionaries 

portant    and     interesting    communica-  should  lead  us  to  take  a  living  interest  in  the 

tion.      The  Students'  Mission  Crusade  missions.     Seventy  five-per  cent  of  the  priests 

is   worthy   of   the   highest   commendation   and  who  have  labored  and  promoted  the  interests 

encouragement.       The    work    undertaken    for  of  Christ's  Kingdom  in  America  were  sent  to 

the  Church  and   for  society  merits  deep  con-  us   from   foreign   countries.      They  were    mis- 

sideration.     However,  coming  at  this  time  when  sionaries. 

college  activity  is  by  no  means  normal,  when  The  zeal  of  those  not  of  our  Faith  in  the 
the  students  are  engrossed  with  other  serious  missionary  work  has  been  strong  and  vigorous- 
problems,  we  fear  that  it  will  not  receive  the  Should  we,  who  possess  so  glorious  a  heritage 
co-operation  it  deserves.  as  the  Catholic  Faith,  show  less  interest? 

There  can  be  no  more  noble  work  than  that  We    hope    that    our    Catholic   students   will 

of  spreading  Christ's  Kingdom  on  earth.     This  arise  with  one  accord  and  give  their  help  to 

is  the  object  of  the  Students'  Mission  Crusade,  this  noble  work.      It  is    possible  for    us  even 

Realizing  that  well-ordered   charity  begins  at  though  busy  with  other  weighty  problems,  to 

home  but  does  not  remain  there,  the  Catholic  give  a  little  of  our  time  and  co-operation  to  the 

Students'   Bureau   of  America  urges  co-opera-  Mission  Crusade. 

tion   in  spreading  the   Faith  at  home  and   in  In  the  conclusion  of  the  Bulletin  we  find  this 

foreign  lands.  earnest   appeal,    "Do  you   love  your   religion? 

How  the  work  should  be  done  in  each  college  Do  not  shrink,  then,  from  assuming  your  full 

is  a  problem  not  yet  fully  solved.      Should  a  share  of  the  work  ahead!     Do  not  wait  for  'the 

new  missionary  society  be  established  or  should  other  fellow'  to  start  something.     Start  some- 

the  work  be  incorporated  in  the  already  exist-  thing   yourself!      Do   what    you    can!      Show 

ing  organizations?     The  latter  plan  is  probably  that  you  are  interested  and  others  will  become 

the   better.      Where   the   Holy   Name   Society  so." 

exists,  as  in  our  own  college,  it  would  seem  to  The    Mission    Crusade    Bureau    considers    it 

be  a  good  plan  to  incorporate  in  that  society  not    inopportune    to    declare    again,    with    all 

the  work  of  helping  the  missions.  emphasis,  that  it  is  actuated  in  its  endeavors  by 

Catholic   students   must   play   an   important  no  other  motive  than  the  interests  of  the  Church 

part  in  efficient  missionary  movements.      The  in  general,  its  avowed  aim  being  to  further  the 

benefits   we    have    received    from   Christianity,  propagation  of  the  Catholic  Faith  at  home  and 

our  position  as  leaders  of  men  because  of  educa-  abroad,  by  promoting  the  organization  of  the 


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Catholic  student  body  for  missionary  purposes,  relinquish  it  without  sigh  or  murmur,  happy 

Towards  the  attainment  of  this  end,  its  mem-  in  the  thought  that  the  movement  is  well  on  its 

bers  pledge  themselves  to  strive  to  the  limit  way  toward  the  accomplishment  of  that  most 

of   their  frail   capacities,   and  when   the   time  glorious  of  slogans:     "The   Sacred   Heart   for 

shall  come  for  the  transfer  of  the  burden  to  the  World,  and  the  World  for  the  Sacred  Heart." 

shoulders  more  competent  to  bear  it,  they  will  Joseph  A.  O'Leary,  '1& 


Exchanges 

We    gratefully    acknowledge    the    following  DePaul    Minerval,    has    struck  a   fundamental 

exchanges: —  note  in  life  and  literature.     We  cannot  detect 

The  Saint  Francis,  St.  Francis  College,  Brook-  any  great  strength  of  plot,  but  we  feel  that  the 

lyn,  N.  Y,  writer  does  not  intend  it.     The  story  is  a  gen- 

The  Alvernid,  St.  Francis  College,  Loretto,  Pa.  uine  psychological  study  filled  with  an  under- 

The  Aquinas,  St.  Thomas  College,  Scranton,  standing  of  human  nature  and  sympathy  with 

Pa.  its  every  weakness. 

Catholic   Girls'   High  School  Annual,    Phila-  Congratulations  to  the  editor  of  St.  Peter's 

delphia,  Pa.  Co/^ggeJoMrwa/ on  the  deep  and  sensible  editorial, 

Fordham  Monthly,  Fordham  University,  New  "Conservation  of  Students."    The  article  should 

York.  have  great  effect.     Having  heard  the  authorities 

The    Georgetown    College    Journal,    Washing-  on  this  subject  urge  the  students  to  get  all  the 

ton,  D.  C.  education   possible   and    await   their  country's 

The    Index,     Niagara     University,     Niagara  call,  we  are  glad  to  see  others  appreciating  this 

Falls,  N.  Y.                     '  truth,  so  necessary  for  the  future  progress  of 

The  Minerval,  De  Paul  University,  Chicago  our  country. 

111.  At  times  college  editors  are  not  practical  in 

The   Mountaineer,   Mt.    St.    Mary's   College,  setting  forth  problems  of  college  life.      Often 

Emmitsburg,  Md.  no  attempt  is  made  to  give  solutions.      In  the 

St.  Peter's  College  Journal,  St.  Peter's  College,  November   number  of  the    Boston   Stylus   we 

Jersey  City,  N.  J.  find    the    opposite    true.      Our    attention    was 

The  Stylus,  Boston  College    Boston,  Mass.  attracted  by  "The  Prude"  and  "The  Cynic." 

The    Viatorian,    St.    Viator    College,    Bour-  The  essay,  "The  Difference,"  gives  evidence  of 

bonnais,  111.  no  little  thought.     Whether  we  agree  with  the 

The  Vincentian,  St.  Vincent's  Academy,  New-  author    thoroughly    or   not,    we    must    admire 

ark   N.  J.  earnest    and    patriotic    grappling   with    a    real 

The  Prospector,  Mount  St.  Charles  College,  problem. 

Helena,  Mont.  "The    Chapel    Reverie,"    in   the    Georgetown 

The  October  issue  of  the  Fordham  Monthly,  College  Journal,  contains  a  beautiful  sentiment, 

among  other  admirable  articles,  contains  a  very  In  "The  Lamp-Man,"  M.  E.  D.  gives  evidence 

fine  piece  of  poetry,  "Good-bye,  Buddy,  Good-  of  real  Crashaw-like  spirituality.      We  should 

bye."      It  smacks  of  Kipling  at  his  best.     At  like  to  see  a  more  lengthy  attempt, 

this  time  it  is  at  once  appropriate  and  touching.  "The  Works  of  Thomas  Gay,"  in  the  Octo- 

We  hope  the  poet  will  continue  the  good  work,  ber  Mountaineer,  was  a  real  treat  to  us.     Gray 

The  Alvernia  attracted  our  attention  by  the  holds    a    place    among    poets    whom    we    love 

article  on  the  "Patriotic  Work  of  the  Knights  beyond  all  others.     The  article  is  original  and 

of  Columbus."      It  is  a  timely  subject  and  one  independent    and   gives  credit  to  one  who  in 

dear  to  the  heart  of  every  true  American.  our  age  has  often  been  neglected. 

The  author  of  "All  for  Old  Glory,"  in  the  James  J.  Egan    '19.- 


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Gift  of  Books 

THE  College  has  received,  through  Rev. 
W.  J.  Ryan  of  Everett,  111.,  a  valuable 
collection  of  books  from  the  estate  of 
Rev.  M.J.  Domey,  late  Rector  of  St.  Gabriel's 
Church,  Chicago,  111.  The  collec  ion  totals 
thirteen  hundred  and  fifty  volumes  in  all,  in- 
cluding works  on  history,  science,  literature, 
travel,  folklore,  theology,  sacred  Scriptures,  and 
many  others  on  devotional  topics.  Especially 
noteworthy  is  a  collection  of  standard  words  on 
international  law  and  the  civil  law  and  consti- 
tutional history  of  the  United  States. 

Visit  of  Chaplain  Waring 

On  November  11,  the  students  had  the  great 
pleasure  of  hearing  an  informal  discourse  on 
"America  in  the  World- War",  by  Rev.  George 
Waring,  Ph.  D.,  '12,  Chaplain  of  the  Eleventh 
Cavalry,  U.  S.  Army  Captain  Waring  was 
introduced  to  the  students  by  Father  Dean,  a 
long-standing  friend  of  the  Chaplain.  Father 
Waring's  discourse  proved  very  interesting  and 
instructive.  He  dwelt  mainly  upon  the  ideals 
of  America  in  the  war  and  the  many  military 
preparations  which  have  been  and  are  being 
made  by  he  Government.  He  pointed  out  the 
dut'es  of  American  citizens  in  the  crisis  and 
indicated  the  ways  in  which  students  might 
co-operate  to  assist  our  country  in  overthrow- 
ing Prussianism  and  in  making  the  world  safe 
for  democracy. 

The  numerous  witticisms  with  which  he 
interspersed  his  remarks,  and  the  incidents 
drawn  from  the  varied  wealth  of  personal 
experience,  with  which  he  illustrated  his  points, 
were  enjoyed  with  keen  relish  by  the  enthusias- 
tic audience.      At  the  close  of  his  address,  he 


was  greeted  with  resounding  applause.  After 
his  address,  he  answered  a  number  of  questions 
pertaining  to  the  Army  and  military  conditions. 

Enlistments 

During  the  past  month  the  following  enlist- 
ments have  been  recorded: 

Paul  O'Brien,  '18,  National  Army  (Alumni 
Editor  of  The  Villanovan). 

Walter  Guy,  '19,  Engineering  Corps  (Assist- 
ant manager,  football  team). 

Charles  McGuckin,  '18,  U.  S.  N.  R.  F.  (Cap- 
tain of  varsity  football  and  baseball  teams) . 

John  Dougherty,  '18,  U.  S.  Marines  (Athletics 
Editor  of  The  Villanovan). 

William  Loan,  '21,  Aviation  Corps  (Catcher 
on  the  varsity  baseball  team), 

Walter  Wiegand,  '20,  National  Army  (Half- 
back of  varsity  football  team). 

John  Christie,  '21,  Radio  Service. 

GLEE  CLUB 

The  Glee  Club  recently  held  an  election  of 
officers  with  the  following  resu'ts: 
President — James  F.  Murray,  '20 
Vice  President — James  J.  Egan,   '19 
Secretary — John  W.  Jones,  '20 
Treasurer — Thomas  F.  Granahan,  '19 
Rev.  Thomas  B.  Austin  has  taken  charge  of 
the  rehearsals  and  much  progress  is  being  made 
by  the  society.     A  choir  has  been  formed  among 
the  members  and  comment  on  the  renditions 
at  Benediction  has  been  very  favorable.    Thomas 
Granahan  is  acting  as  pianist  and  Vincent  Hupf 
as  organist. 

Orchestra 

The  College  and  Preparatory  School  Orches- 


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tras  have  combined  under  the  guidance  of  Mr. 
John  F.  Burns,  O.  S.  A.,  with  John  W.  Jones  as 
student  director.  Much  of  the  success  of  the 
minstrel  should  be  attributed  to  the  creditable 
performance  given  by  the  Orchestra,  and  much 
more  can  be  expected  from  it  in  the  future. 

Improvements 

Several  noteworthy  improvements  have  re- 
cently been  instituted  by  the  College.  The 
equipment  of  the  gymnasium  has  been  exten- 
sively renovated  and  brought  up-to-date.  A 
new  basketball  cage  has  been  installed  and 
new  dressing-room  facilities  with  new  lockers 
have  been  constructed. 

Another  popular  improvement  has  been  a 
commodious  clubroom  on  the  main  floor  for  the 
use  of  the  members  of  the  Epsilon  Phi  Theta 
and  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi  societies.  This  room, 
which  has  been  completely  furnished  with  all 
necessary  conveniences,  will  also  serve  as  a 
general  reading-room  for  the  members.  For 
this  purpose,  newspapers,  periodicals  and  ready 
reference  works  have  been  provided. 

A  similar  room  has  been  set  aside  for  the  Pre- 
paratory societies. 

The  College  Shop  has  also  been  improved. 
It  has  been  greatly  enlarged,  new  equipment 
has  been  added,  and  the  stock  has  been  increased. 
Many  new  articles  have  been  placed  on  sale 
and  a  line  of  haberdashery  has  been  introduced. 

Society  Notes 

The  Employment  Bureau  of  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi 
has  received  several  requests  for  electrical 
engineers,  and  the  Alumni  of  the  Society  have 
been  notified  to  that  effect. 

The  annual  initiation  of  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi 
was  held  Tuesday  evening,  December  4,  an 
unusually  large  number  of  new  members  being 
welcomed  into  the  society  by  the  degree  team. 
The  initiation  proved  to  be  as  enjoyable  as 
ever.  After  the  initiation  the  usual  banquet 
was  given,  attended  by  several  speeches  and 
vocal  and  instrumental  selections.  Among 
the  speakers  were  Fathers  Dean  and  O'Neill, 
President  Alvarez,  and  Professor  McGeehan, 
faculty  advisor. 


The  Epsil6n  Phi  Theta  Society  held  their 
initiation  Monday  evening,  November  26.  The 
occasion  was  a  memorable  one  for  the  large 
number  of  new  members  as  well  as  for  the  old 
members  who  took  part  in  it.  On  the  following 
evening  a  very  successful  banquet  was  held  in 
the  new  clubroom.  President  Molyneaux  acted 
as  toastmaster.  Father  Hickey  and  Father 
DriscoU  were  present  and  contributed  to  the 
many  interesting  speeches  of  the  evening. 

Minstrel  Show 

The  Minstrel  and  Vaudeville  Show  given  by 
the  College  Glee  Club  on  Thursday  evening^ 
December  13,  was  highly  successful.  The 
auditorium  was  taxed  to  its  utmost  and  the 
military  aspect  throughout  the  production  was 
favorably  received  by  the  large  audience.  Many 
of  the  "old  boys"  were  back  in  uniform. 

Numerous  pleasing  solos  were  rendered  in  the 
first  part  and  were  generously  applauded.  The 
clever  jokes  of  the  "end  men"  were  made  more 
effective  by  frequent  local  references.  In  the 
interlude,  the  Villanova  String  Band  per- 
formed creditably. 

For  the  second  part  a  lively  sketch  entitled 
"The  Spy"  was  presented  for  the  first  time  on 
any  stage.  It  proved  to  be  a  delightful  surprise 
to  the  audience,  several  song  numbers  adding 
greatly  to  the  pleasure  afforded  by  this  novel 
playlet. 

The  characters  were: 

Marian H.  D.  Donahue 

Captain  O'Brien F.  L.  Lynch 

Colonel  Ormsby S.  R.  Benson 

Corporal  Fuller J.  W.  Jones 

The  soloists  who  took  part  in  the  first  part 
were  James  Murray,  William  Pickett,  Augustin 
Collins,  James  Egan,  Theodore  Stecker,  Joseph 
Campbell,  Raymond  Maloney,  Edward  Mc- 
Kenna,  and  John  Reilly.  McDermott, 
Herbert  Norton,  John  Maguire,  and  William 
Bride  were  the  "end  men."  Leo  Lynch  acted 
as  interlocutor  for  the  Minstrel  Show. 

Music  for  the  performance  was  furnished  by 
the   College   Orchestra. 

John  J.  Maguire,  '20. 


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Enlistments 

SINCE  the  last  issue  of  The  Villanovan, 
many  of  our  alumni  have  received  com- 
missions in  Uncle  Sam's  service  and  we 
are  printing  herewith  a  list  of  these,  together 
with  the  branch  of  the  service  to  which  they 
belong. 

James  Bonner,  ex-' 14,  Ensign,  Navy. 

Cornelius  Dougherty,  '15,  2nd  Lieutenant, 
Signal  Corps,  O.  R.  C. 

Rex  Gilmartin,  ex-'17,  1st  Lieutenant,  Avia- 
tion. 

Bernard  V.  Haberer,  ex-' 17,  2nd  Lieutenant, 
Infantry,  O.  R.  C. 

Paul  F.  Hughes,  ex-' 19,  2nd  Lieutenant, 
Infantry,  O.  R.  C. 

Earl  Keenan,  ex-' 19,  1st  Lieutenant,  Field 
Artillery. 

Roy  Klunk,  ex-'16,  2nd  Lieutenant,  In- 
fantry, O.  R.  C. 

James  H.  Lytle,  '10,  Junior  Lieutenant,  Navy. 

John  A.  Malone,  '14,  2nd  Lieutenant,  Coast 
Artillery  Corps. 

John  A.  O'Leary,  '15,  2nd  Lieutenant,  Coast 
Artillery  Corps. 

James  Reap,  ex-'20,  1st  Lieutenant,  Infantry, 
O.  R.  C. 

David  V.  Ward,  '15,  2nd  Lieutenant,  Field 
Artillery. 

In  addition  to  the  above,  a  number  of  enlist- 
ments have  been  recorded: 

Joseph    Begley,    Infantry. 

Charles  G.  Brown,  Aviation. 

Edward  Diebold,   Navy. 

Thomas  Donahue,  Corps  of  Engineers. 

Horace  Fay,  Infantry. 

James  Graney,  Ambulance  Corps. 


Frank  Kerns,   Infantry. 

Vincent   Lombardo,    Infantry. 

Bernard  Milligan,   Infantry. 

Thomas  Mullin,  Quartermaster's  Corps. 

William  Quirk,  National  Army. 

James  Shaw,  Quartermaster's  Corps. 

Charles  H.  Stoeckle,  Aviation. 

Thomas  Waters,  Navy. 

John  Roche,  ex-'16,  Navy. 

John  Ebbert,  ex-' 17,  Navy. 

Joseph  Schmidt,  ex-'17,  Aviation. 

This  list,  added  to  those  published  in  June 
and  October,  makes  a  roll  of  honor  of  which 
Villanova  has  just  cause  to  feel  proud.  We 
would  like  to  impress  on  our  boys  in  the  service 
that  we  are  always  anxious  to  hear  from  them 
and  any  little  notes  which  they  may  find  time 
to  send  us  will  be  gladly  received  and,  if  feasible, 
published. 

Camp  Athletics 

We  are  glad  to  note  that  many  of  the  Villa- 
nova  alumni  in  the  service,  who  distinguished 
themselves  on  the  gridiron  during  their  College 
days,  are  now  adding  further  honor  to  the  Blue 
and  White  by  their  performance  with  the 
numerous  camp  elevens. 

Patrick  Reagan,  who  was  captain  of  Villa- 
nova's  famous  1915  team,  was  elected  captain 
of  the  team  representing  the  316th  Infantry  at 
Camp  Meade,  Md.  "Pat"  has  been  playing 
fullback,  and  his  squad  put  up  a  hard  fight  for 
the  camp  championship.  "Pat,"  by  the  way, 
is  now  First  Sergeant  in  his  company. 

Michael  Dougherty  is  playing  with  the  311th 
Field  Artillery  team  which  is  also  stationed  at 
Camp  Meade. 

David  Flemming,  who  starred  at  Villanova 


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last  year,  was  captain  of  the  team  which  won 
the  championship  of  the  depot  brigade  at  Camp 
Devens,  Ayer,  Mass. 

Jim  Reap,  another  member  of  the  1915 
eleven,  played  at  end  in  several  games  for  the 
eleven  from  the  Reserve  Officers'  Training  Camp 
at  Fort  Niagara,  N.  Y. 

Deaths 

News  cojnes  from  Middletown,  Conn.,  of  the 
death  last  September  of  Harry  Walsh,  who  was 
a  student  at  Villanova  from  1899  to  1902.  Mr. 
Walsh  for  a  number  of  years  has  been  post- 
master in  that  city,  and  has  held  numerous 
other  positions  of  importance.  His  untimely 
death  was  a  great  shock  to  his  many  friends 
and  is  greatly  regretted  by  all  who  knew  him. 
The  Villanovan  extends  its  sincerest  condo- 
lence to  his  bereaved  family. 

Dr.  Joseph  H.  Malatesta,  who  received  the 
degree  of  Doctor  of  Philosophy  here  at  Villa- 
nova,  died  on  Wednesday,  November  21,  at 
his  home  in  Philadelphia.  Dr.  Malatesta  was 
a  native  of  Philadelphia,  and  in  his  early  years 
went  to  Italy  to  study.  Returning,  he  entered 
Waterford  (N.  J.)  Academy,  and  later  on  was 
graduated  from  the  Philadelphia  School  of 
Pharmacy,  completing  his  course  in  Jefferson 
Medical  College  in  1886.  At  the  time  of  his 
death,  he  was  instructor  on  skin  diseases  at 
Jefferson,  where  he  was  held  in  very  high 
regard  by  his  associates.  To  'Dr.  Malatesta 's 
widow,  who  survives  him.  The  Villanovan 
extends  its  deepest  sympathy. 

Weddings 

Despite  the  war,  Cupid  still  continues  active 
among  Villanova's  alumni  and  several  weddings 
have   been   recorded. 

On  October  27,  John  F.  Higgins,  of  Shamo- 
kin,  Pa.,  was  married  to  Miss  Esther  Louise 
Mudgett,  also  of  Shamokin. 

At  Lawrence,  Mass.,  on  November  26,  Miss 
Katherine  Genevieve  Dorgan  became  the  bride 
of  Augustin  X.  Dooley,  '98. 

The  marriage  recently  of  James  Malone, 
ex-' 19,  to  Miss  Genevieve  Barnshaw,  of  Bridge- 
port, Pa.,  has  also  been  announced. 


The  marriage  of  Walter  Riordan,  M,  D., 
of  Lawrence,  Mass.,  to  Miss  Margaret  Murray, 
of  the  same  town,  has  also  been  announced. 

To  the  newlyweds  The  Villanovan  extends 
hearty  felicitations. 

The  engagement  has  just  been  announced  of 
Martin  J.  McLaughlin,  '14,  to  Miss  Catherine 
Hagan.  The  wedding  is  to  take  place  in 
January  at  the  home  of  the  bride-to-be  in  Phila- 
delphia. 

Jottings 

George  A.  Buckley,  '95,  has  been  appointed 
secretary  of  the  Woodoleum  Company  of  Phila- 
delphia, and  has  established  a  worthy  precedent 
by  sending  us  an  advertisement  which  appears 
in  this  issue. 

Robert  O'Brien,  '13,  has  recently  been  made 
Assistant  United  States  District  Attorney  for 
the  Middle  District  of  Pennsylvania.  All  suc- 
cess in  your  new  position.  Bob! 

Eugene  Carroll,  '14,  is  now  completing  his 
theological  course  at  Caldwell  Hall,  Catholic 
University.  After  leaving  Villanova,  Gene  spent 
three  years  in  the  seminary  at  Niagara. 

Rev.  John  F.  Kelleher,  '93,  has  been  trans- 
ferred from  St.  Anthony's  Church  at  Allston, 
Mass.,  to  the  position  of  administrator  of  the 
Sacred  Heart  parish  in  Groton. 

Ignatius  J.  Kirsch,  '17,  has  been  transferred 
to  the  Electrification  Department,  New  York 
Division  of  the  Pennsylvania  Railroad.  "Joe" 
has  been  with  the  "Pennsy"  since  graduation 
last  June,  and  we  look  to  see  him  go  up  fast. 

Several  of  the  boys  at  Camp  Meade,  Md., 
seized  the  opportunity  of  renewing  old  acquaint- 
ances by  attending  the  football  game  at  Annap- 
olis. Among  these  were  Eddie  McCullian, 
Michael  Dougherty,  Donald  McDonald,  Walter 
Guy,  and  Tom  ("Reds")  Donahue,  who  caught 
for  the  varsity  and  played  guard  on  the  football 
teams  of  '99,  '00  and  '01. 

Alfred  McGinley,  ex-'20,  is  now  at  the  United 
States  Naval  Academy.  Al  is  a  loyal  mid- 
shipman and  rooted  hard  against  Villanova. 

Charles  Gorman  and  Patrick  Miller  grad- 
uated last  June  from  the  Georgetown  Law 
School. 

Joseph  A.  O'Leary,  '18. 


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THE  football  season  of  1918  has  now  passed 
into  history  and  although  Villanova 
cannot  claim  a  single  victory,  it  would 
be  unfair  to  infer  hat  the  season  was  as  dis- 
astrous as  the  records  would  seem  to  imply. 
When  we  consider  the  difficulties  with  which 
Coach  Reap  had  to  contend  and  the  poor 
prospects  which  greeted  him  when  he  took 
charge,  and  then  reflect  upon  the  tie  games 
played  against  Muhlenberg  and  Ursinus  and 
the  more  than  creditable  showing  against  West 
Point,  we  can  find  much  that  is  comforting. 
The  surprise,  in  fact,  is  not  so  much  that  the 
varsity  had  an  unsuccessful  season,  but  rather 
that  it  was  no  worse. 

One  thing  must  be  said  to  the  credit  of  the 
1917  team — that  it  went  down  fighting.  Lack- 
ing in  experience  and  outweighed  in  every 
game,  it  still  lost  none  of  its  aggressiveness  and, 
as  the  score  of  every  game  indicates  and  pub- 
lished accounts  confirm,  it  fought  to  the  last 
ditch  and  each  point  scored  against  it  was  well 
earned.  Even  in  the  Navy  game,  which  de- 
veloped into  a  veritable  rout,  the  team  never 
ceased  to  contest  every  inch  of  ground  and  gave 
way  only  before  the  sheer  weight  of  the  mid- 
shipmen. The  game  with  Army  is  the  bright 
spot  on  the  season's  record,  and,  although  our 
boys  were  i^efeated,  it  was  only  when  the 
cadets  made  a  wonderful  comeback  in  the  last 
half  which  Villanova's  green  line  could  not 
withstand. 

The  work  of  the  backfield  throughout  was 
brilliant  and  deserves  special  mention.  To 
Hugh  McGeehan  must  be  given  the  honors  for 
the  year,  his  playing  at  halfback  being  sensa- 
tional. Captain  Charley  McGuckin  and  Wie- 
gand  also  played  consistently  all  season  and 
contributed  much  to  the  strength  of  the  team. 
Diggles   gave    a    good    account    of    himself    at 


quarterback,  and  Regan,  although  inexperienced, 
showed  his  ability  in  the  trenches.  Delaney's 
broken  collarbone  kept  him  out  during  the 
greater  part  of  the  year,  but  he  got  away  for 
several  nice  runs  in  the  Navy  game.  Lynch, 
Coan  and  Ewing  carried  off  the  honors  in  the 
line,  with  McGrady,  at  end,  giving  promise  of 
developing  into  a  star.  Mr.  Reap  deserves 
great  credit  for  the  impression  he  has  made 
upon  all  at  Villanova,  not  only  for  his  great 
knowledge  of  the  game,  which  he  imparted  so 
well,  but  also  for  the  spirit  of  grit  and  true 
sportsmanship  upon  which  he  constantly  in- 
sisted. 

Conditions  brought  about  by  the  war  make 
it  useless  to  enter  into  any  predictions  concern- 
ing our  eleven  for  next  year.  Several  members 
of  the  1917  squad  have  already  entered  the 
service  and  more  are  bound  to  follow.  Still 
others  will  be  lost  by  graduation,  but  those  who 
remain  will  have  gained  immensely  through 
their  experience  with  this  year's  team.  Taken 
all  in  all,  however,  the  outlook  is  not  as  bright 
as  we  had  hoped  it  might  be. 

Army,  21;   Villanova,  7 

On  Saturday,  October  27,  the  Villanova 
eleven  traveled  to  West  Point  and  put  up  its 
best  football  exhibition  of  the  year,  outplaying 
the  cadets  for  two  periods  and  succumbing  only 
when  the  mighty  Oliphant  broke  away  in  the 
third  period  and  scored  the  touchdown  which 
put  his  team  in  the  lead.  It  was  Villanova's 
passing  game  that  put  the  Army  on  the  defen- 
sive, and  the  fine  work  of  McGuckin  and 
Ewing  swept  them  off  their  feet  in  the  first 
quarter.  After  just  three  plays,  with  as  many 
forward  passes,  Ewing  crossed  the  goal-line  for 
Villanova's  score,  and  Captain  McGuckin  kicked 
the  goal.     Our  boys  again  threatened  a  score  in 


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this  period,  but  Army's  improved  defensive 
work  held  them  off.  In  the  second  quarter,  the 
heavy  West  Point  backfield,  by  means  of  short 
jabs  at  the  Une,  managed  to  push  the  ball  over 
for  a  touchdown,  but  not  until  Villanova  had 
made  a  heroic  defense,  holding  the  cadets  for 
three  downs  on  the  one-yard  line. 

In  the  third  period,  Richardson  intercepted  a 
forward  pass  for  Army,  and  Oliphant,  on  the 
next  play,  broke  away  for  a  long  run  through 
Villanova's  defense  for  a  touchdown.  Shortly 
afterward,  a  long  forward  pass,  Oliphant  to 
Richardson,  gave  the  cadets  their  last  score. 

Again,  in  the  final  quarter,  Villanova  forced 
Army  on  the  defensive,  and  some  heavy  line- 
plunging  by  McGeehan  and  Wiegand  brought 
the  ball  to  West  Point's  ten-yard  line,  where 
the   referee's  whistle  brought  the  game   to   a 

close. 

West  Point 

left  end Richardson 

left  tackle Badger 

left  guard Knight 

centre Stokes 

right  guard Watkins 

right  tackle Smith 

right  end Schrader 


Villanova 
McGrady.  .  . 

Coan 

Brennan.  .  .  . 

Lynch 

Fogarty 

McCarthy.  .  . 


Ewing . 

Diggles quarterback Barrick 

McGeehan halfback Wicks 

Wiegand halfback Monroe 

McGuckin fullback Oliphant 

Score  by  periods: 

Villanova 7     0     0     0—7 

Army 0     7  14     0—21 

Touchdowns — Army:  Wicks,  Oliphant  and  Horr. 
Villanova:  Ewing.  Goals  from  touchdown — Army: 
Oliphant,  3.  Villanova:  McGuckin.  Substitutions — 
Army:  Horr  for  Richardson,  Holbrook  for  Knight,  Hen- 
drick  for  Badger,  Pulsifer  for  Stokes,  Marsden  for  Wat- 
kins,  Dickson  for  Smith,  Domminey  for  Schrader,  Estill 
for  Monroe,  Hahn  for  Oliphant.  Villanova:  Benson  for 
Coan,  Coan  for  Benson,  McDermott  for  Coan,  Regan 
for  Diggles,  Diggles  for  Regan.  Referee — Whitney, 
Cornell.     Umpire — Okeson,  Lehigh. 

Villanova,  7;  Ursinus,  7 
The  big  game  of  the  year  was  played  at 
Norristown  on  November  3  against  the  Ursinus 
College  eleven,  and  after  a  pretty  battle  a  tie 
score  resulted.  It  was  the  first  time  that  a 
college  game  was  played  at  Norristown,  and  it 
attracted  a  crowd  of  several  thousand  people. 
The  students  of  both  colleges  were  present  in 
large  numbers,  and  their  cheering  added  im- 
mensely to  the  interest  of  the  game. 

The  varsity  was  slow  in  getting  started  and 
the  first  half  was  slightly  in  favor  of  Ursinus, 
the  latter  team  scoring  a  touchdown  in  the 
second  period.  Richards,  of  Ursinus,  had 
remained  onside  during  a  kick  and  coming  down 


the  field  he  recovered  the  ball  and  took  it  across 
for  a  touchdown.  Wood  kicking  the  goal. 
This  was  the  only  score  of  this  half  >,  although 
both  teams  were  within  striking  distance  of  the 
goal-lines. 

Beginning  the  second  half,  the  Blue  and 
White  team  took  a  brace  and  completely  out- 
played Ursinus.  Hughie  McGeehan  was  the 
Villanova  hero,  and  he  gave  a  wonderful  ex- 
hibition of  line-plunging.  Taking  the  ball  in 
midfield,  he  went  through  the  Ursinus  line  for 
gain  after  gain,  ably  seconded  by  Wiegand. 
With  the  ball  on  the  one-yard  line,  Hughie 
made  the  final  plunge  which  scored  the  touch- 
down. McGuckin  kicked  the  goal  and  tied 
the  score. 

Several  times  after  this,  the  varsity  ap- 
proached the  Ursinus  goal,  but  lacked  the  final 
punch.  Lynch,  as  usual,  was  Villanova's 
mainstay  on  the  defense,  and  his  deadly  tackling 

cut  short  some  promising  Ursinus  rallies. 

Villanova  Ursinus 

McGrady left  end Vetter 

Coan left  tackle Wood 

Brennan left  guard Helfric 

Lynch centre Light 

Fogarty right  guard Dietz 

McCarthy right  tackle Gulick 

Ewing right  end Whitman 

Diggles quarterback Richards 

McGeehan halfback Bowman 

Wiegand halfback ,  ..;....  Isenburg 

McGuckin fullback Evans 

Score  by  periods: 

Villanova 0     0     7     0—7 

Ursinus 0     7     0     0—7 

Touchdowns — McGeehan,  Richards.  Goals  from  touch- 
down— McGuckin,  Wood.  Substitutions — Villanova: 
Regan  for  Diggles,  Diggles  for  McGuckin,  McGuckin  for 
Regan,  Delaney  for  McGuckin,  McGuckin  for  Diggles. 
Ursinus:  Brok  for  Isenberg.  Referee — Washburn. 
Umpire — Sangree.  Linesman — Murray.  Time  of  perods 
— 15  minutes. 

Navy,  80;  Villanova,  3 
Saturday,  November  18,  saw  the  varsity  go 
down  in  the  most  crushing  defeat  which  Blue 
and  White  teams  have  experienced  in  years, 
when  the  midshipmen  from  the  United  States 
Naval  Academy  rolled  up  a  total  of  eighty 
points  against  three  for  Villanova.  After  the 
first  period,  the  game  became  rather  listless, 
but  it  was  not  without  its  interesting  points. 

Repeating  the  performance  against  the  Army, 
Villanova  secured  the  jump  and  scored  early  in 
the  first  period,  coming  down  the  field  with  a 
rush  that  swept  Navy  ofif  its  feet.  A  series  of 
line-bucks  after  the  kickoff  brought  the  ball  to 
midfield,  and  a  long  forward  pass,  Wiegand  to 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


McGrady,  advanced  it  still  further.  At  this 
point  the  Navy  line  held,  and  Captain  Charley 
McGuckin  dropped  back  to  the  thirty-five-yard 
line,  and  placed  a  neat  drop-kick  squarely  be- 
tween the   uprights. 

Thereafter,  Navy  was  in  possession  of  the  ball 
the  greater  part  of  the  time,  and,  although  they 
scored  touchdown  after  touchdown,  Villanova 
fought  savagely  to  the  end.  Roberts  and 
Martin  were  the  stars  for  the  Annapolis  boys, 
and  their  open  field  running  was  wonderful. 
Leo    Lynch,    by   his   splendid   defensive   work, 

stood  out  for  Villanova. 

Villanova  Navy 

McGrady left  end Von  Heimburg 

O'Leary left  tackle Barrett 

Brennan left  guard Newburn 

Lynch centre Goodstein 

Fogarty right  guard Caldwell 

McCarthy right  tackle Scaffe 

Coan right  end Ewen 

McGuckin quarterback Ingram 

McGeehan halfback Martin 

Wiegand halfback Roberts 

Delaney fullback Butler 

Score  by  periods: 

Villanova 3     0     0     0—3 

Navy 14  19  28  19—80 

Touchdowns — Navy:  Ingram,  3;  Martin,  3;  Roberts, 
3;  Wetchel,  2;  Scaffe.  Goal  from  field — Villanova: 
McGuckin.  Goals  from  touchdown — Navy:  Ingram,  8. 
Substitutions — Villanova:  Diggles  for  Wiegand,  Benson 
for  Fogarty.  Navy:  Wetchel  for  Martin,  Watson  for 
Butler,  Edwards  for  Caldwell,  Mason  for  Newburn. 
Referee — Hennage,  Dartmouth.  Umpire — Coil,  Wil- 
liams. Linesman — Wheatley,  Annapolis.  Time  of 
periods — 15  minutes. 

Prep.  Football 

Following  up  their  splendid  record  of  last 
year,  the  Villanova  Prep,  eleven  has  just  com- 
pleted another  remarkably  successful  season. 
In  all,  six  games  were  played,  four  of  which 
resulted  in  victories  for  Villanova  and  two  of 
which  were  lost.  The  four  victories  were  over 
some  of  the  best  teams  in  the  vicinity,  and  the 
defeat  of  St.  Joseph's  College  and  Catholic 
High  School  gave  the  Prep,  boys  the  Catholic 
championship  of  Philadelphia,  since  La  Salle 
College,  the  only,  other  contender,  refused  to 
meet  Villanova.  Northeast  High  and  William- 
son Trades  School,  the  two  teams  which  de- 
feated the  Preps.,  had  a  big  advantage  in 
weight,  and  only  because  of  this  were  they  able 
to  roll  up  the  scores  which  they  did. 

Johnny  Dougherty,  who  took  up  the  coach- 
ing work  last  year  after  the  resignation  of 
Arthur  Forst,  was  again  at  the  helm  when  the 
season  opened  this  year.  The  prospects  which 
greeted  him  were  not  very  encouraging,  but  he 


went  to  work  with  an  enthusiasm  which  soon 
began  to  show  results.  Dougherty,  like  Forst„ 
had  played  at  Villanova  under  "Dutch"  Som- 
mer,  and,  using  the  same  coaching  system,  he 
was  able  to  take  up  the  work  where  Forst  had 
left  off.  He  was  an  advocate  of  the  open  style 
of  play,  and  drilled  his  charges  unceasingly  in 
these  tactics.  Dougherty,  however,  answered 
the  call  to  the  colors  when  the  season  was  about 
half  over.  This  left  the  team  without  a  coach 
for  several  weeks,  although  several  members  of 
the  varsity  volunteered  their  services  and  did 
splendid  work  in  keeping  the  team  in  shape. 
After  the  conclusion  of  the  varsity's  season, 
their  coach,  Tom  Reap,  took  charge  of  the 
Prep,  team  and  led  them  to  two  of  their  best 
victories  of  the  year. 

The  first  game  of  the  year,  against  North- 
east High  School,  resulted  in  a  defeat  for  the 
Preps,  by  the  score  of  31-0.  St.  Joseph's 
College  was  next  on  the  list,  and  what  was 
expected  to  be  a  hard  game  proved  to  be  an 
easy  victory  for  Villanova,  although  the 
Philadelphia  boys  fought  hard  all  the  way, 
the  final  score  being  21-6. 

The  victory  over  Atlantic  City  High  School 
proved  to  be  one  of  the  most  notable  of  the 
year,  the  Preps,  winning  7-6.  The  next  game 
resulted  in  the  second  and  last  defeat  of  the 
Preps.,  Williamson  Trades  School  being  the  vic- 
tor this  time,  33-0.  Then  came  a  splendid  vic- 
tory for  the  Preps,  over  their  old  rivals,. 
Catholic  High  School,  by  the  score  26-12. 
Villanova  came  from  behind  in  the  last  half 
with  an  offensive  that  could  not  be  stopped.. 
The  season  was  brought  to  a  close  on 
Thanksgiving  Day  at  Chester,  with  a  7-6' 
victory  over  the  high  school  lads  from  that  town. 

Blanchfield  and  Johnny  Christie,  who  suc- 
ceeded Pete  Dunn  as  captain  after  the  latter 
enlisted,  proved  to  be  the  stars  of  the  year* 
Blanchfield,  at  halfback,  repeated  his  per- 
formances of  last  year,  his  open  field  running 
proving  the  sensation  of  nearly  every  game  in 
which  he  played.  Christie  ran  the  team  for 
his  position  at  quarterback,  and  proved  to  be 
an  excellent  field  general.  Collins  and  Wasilko 
proved  their  ability  as  line-plungers  and  were 
always  to  be  relied  upon.  The  line  likewise 
played  up  to  the  standard  of  Villanova's  elevens 
ajid  it  rouhded  out  a  well-balanced  team. 


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McGrady,    ;ul\-anrc(l    ii    still    furiher.      At    this  went  to  work  with  an  enthusiasm  whicli  sooiJ 

point  the  \a\\-  line  held,  and  Captain  Charley  began  to  show  results.      Dougherty,  like  F'(jrst„ 

MeCinckin  di-oppetl  back  to  the  thiriy-five-yard  had  played  at  Villanova  under  "Dutch"  S(jm- 

linc,  and  jjlaced  a   neat  drop-kick  sciuareh'  be-  nier,  and,   using  the  same  coaching  system,  he 

Iween    the    u])righis.  was  able  to  take  up  the  work  where  Forst  had 

The  real  I  cr,  \a\\-  was  in  possession  of  the  ball  left  off.      He  was  an  advocate  of  the  open  style 

the  gi'cMier  ])an  of  the  time,  and,  adthough  the\'  of  play,^nd  drilled  his  charges  unceasingly  in 

scored    touchdown    after   touchdown,    Villano\a  these   tactics.       Dougherty,   however,   ans\vered 

fought     sa\agel\-    to    the    end.        Roberts    and  the  call  t(j  the  colors  when  the  season  was  about 

Martin  were  the  stars  for  the  Annapolis  boys,  half  over,      This  left  the  team  without  a  coach 

and    iheir    ()i)en    field    running   was    wonderful.  for  several  weeks,  although  several  members  of 

Leo    L>nch,    b\-    his    si)lendid .  defensive    work,  the- varsity  volunteered  their  services  and  did 

stood  out   for  \'illano\a.  splendid   work   in   keeping   the   team  in   shape. 

-,\','-' ^,^"''''               ,  ,        ,             ■        ,.      ..■^■^y''  After    the    conclusion   of    the    varsity's    season, 

Mctiradv It'll  ciul \  on  tieinibursi;  .                 i        -i^           t-» 

O'l.rary' kii  tackle Barrett  their    coach,     1  om    Reap,    took    charge    of    the 

{'"•^■■•V'"    '^'^^  ■^"'"'^' Newhiii-n  Pr^^p,   team  and  led  them  to  two  of  their  best 

I.\iuii ei'iUre doodstein 

Fnt;;;rty ri^lit  Kiiaid Caldwell  Victories  ot   the  year. 

-^.'^^'•"■''^V ''¥'^  '■''^'^' ■^^■'''fc  The   first  game  of  the  year,   against   North- 

C'laii. right  end hwen  ,^.    ,     ,,    ,        ,               ,       ,    •             Tr           r          i 

McC.uckiii ,  (iiiarierback Insrrain  east  High  School,  resulted  in  a  defeat  tor  the 

^'.!*  ■^■'■'\'"i 'i'''';!'-"-'-^ Martin  Preps.    by    the    score    of    31-0.      St.    Joseph's 

\\u\uand hallh.ick Roberts  .    ,                                                      i        i-                 i        i 

DelaneN rullback Butler  C  oHcge    was    next    on    the  list,  and  what  was 

Seore  b>  periods:                                    ,          ,     ,>      .  expected  to  be  a  hard  game  proved    to  be  an 

\  illaiioxa .-.     t)     0     () —  3  .                    .            ^ ,.,,                          ,   ,           ,          , 

,\a\ \ 14  19  2S  l<) — 80  easy     victory     tor      Villanova,     althougli     the 

I-,u!.h(lo\yn.  -Navy:     In.iiiani    3;    Martin    3;    Roi)erts,  Philadelphia    boys    fought     hard     all     the    Way, 

3:      Wetehel,    2:     Nalte.       <  .oal    Irom    held— \  illanova:  ,        ^       ,                 /  .         „^ 

MeC.iK-kin.      Coals  from  tourhdown  — Xa\y :     Ingram,  8.  the    hlial   SCOre   l)eing    21-6. 

SnbMiiutions  -Villanova:    Di.uuh'H  for  WR'^aml,  i5enson  jhe  victorv  over  Atlantic  Citv  High  School 

lor    l<i-,iil\.       .\a\'\-:     Weichel    lor    Marim,     \\,itson   for  "                   .                             '          i  i          r      i 

ihiihr'     i:d\vards   tor   Caldwell,     Mason    h)r    .W'whurn.  proved    to  be   oiic   ot    the   most   notable  ot   the 

l'^''"'' -ll''iina,-e,     IX.nniouih        liniHre-Coil,     Wil-  year,  the  Preps.   winning    7-6.       The  next  game 

h.iiii-.         I.ine>inan — \\heaile\,      Aiinapuhs.          lime      "I  "          ,       ■    •         ,                                                     ,    ,-               -      .    ' 

period-    d5  niiniites.  resulted  ill  tile   secoud    and    last   deteat   ot    the 

Pri.p.   bo(V!  liAi.i.  Preps.,  Williamson  Trades  School  being  the  vic- 

bo'low  iiig    up    iheir    s|)len(lid    record    of    last  tor  this  time,  33-0.    Then  came  a  splendid  vic- 

\v:\r.   I  be  X'illanova   Prej).  ele\en  has  just   com-  tor\'     for     the     Preps,    oxer    their    old     ri\-als, 

pleied    another    remarkabK-    successful    season.  Catholic     High     School,     by    the    score     26-12. 

In    all,   >i\   giiines   were    phncd,    four   of   which  \'i!lanova   came   from   l)ehind    in    the    last  half 

fe--iilie(l    in    \  icidi'it's   lor   \'illano\a   and    two  (tf  with   an.  olteiisive   that  could   not   be    stoj)ped. 

which  were  lose      The  tciir  \ictories  v\H'fe  owr  The      season     was     brought      to     a     close      on 

^-oiiie  of  ihe  be-i   teani>  in  the  \icinii\',  and  the  Thanksgiving     Day    at    Chester,     with     a     7-6 

(Kfeat     i.f    ^t.    Joseph's    Cdhege    .ind     C.iiholic-  victor\'o\-er  the  high  sc-hool  lads  from  that  town. 

High    Schii'^l    ga\e   tlie    Prep.    iioy>    itu'   C",iiliolic  P>la!U-hlie!(l    .ind    jojunn'    (dndslie,    who    suc- 

cli.unpioii -hip    o.j     Phihi'lelpliia,    since    La    Sa.lle  ceeded    Pete    Dunn    as   cajxain   after    the   latter 

(dllc'ue,    ili«'    <iiil\    oilui'   cdiiiender,    relust'd    lo  enlisted,    proN'ed    to    be    the    stars    of    the    \'ear, 

intei   \'ii!,iii(  )V,i.      N'.nluM   (    lii^h  and  W'llh'ain-  lil.inehfield.     al     hahback,     rei)eated     Ids     jjer- 

;-(;n     liMde:-   Sehd.'l,    ilie    iwo    leams    wliicii    de-  torniances  ol    last    \\'ar,   Ids   open    field    running 

feaU't!     il-e     Pi'ep>,,     had     ,i     big     advaiitiige    in  prox  ing    the  sensation   ot    luarly  e\ery  game   in 

\\ei:-:h!.  ,uid  I'liK    !'(■(  ;!ii^-e  I'l    ih!^  wei''.'  lliey  al.'h-  wliicii    ln'    i)l.i\-ed.       Chii-lie    ran    the    team    for 

P)   iiill    i!p   ilir  M'l.iTs   wluih    ilie\'  (IkI.  his   position    at    (piarterback,    and    i)ro\t'd    to   be 

Idliiuiv     I  )oiiL',hefi  \  ,    who    i.;i.k    lip    tlu'  c.i.uh-  lUi  excelK  nl    iield  i:,oiiei',d,      Collins  and  W'asilko 

'\\i-     W'  i  k     la-i     ye, II'    alUT     the     rc'-iun,ii  ioii    o|  provi'd    tb.eir   ,ibilit\    a>   line-phinuers   and    were 

.\iliu;|-   I  o.i-,i,   w.i'-  au.tiii   .11    I  lie   lielm  wlieii    llu'  alwavs    lo    be    relied    upon,        The    line    likewise 

siM-(,!i  <:pene(i    llii--  \e,ir.       I  he  pi'ospecis  which  jilax'ed  uj)  to  iiu;  sUiiid.ird  ol  \'ilI,ino\'a's  eU'Xens 


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Ode  to  My  Alarm  Clock 

Cursed,  harsh,  and  horrid  sound! 

Brutal  thoughts  thy  jinklings  bring. 
Oh,  to  smash  thee  to  the  ground 

With  a  shoe, — or  anything! 

How  that  face,  so  saturnine. 
And  its  pale,  malignant  stare, 

Send  the  shivers  down  my  spine 
Standing  in  the  frosty  air! 

Evening  friend  and  morning  foe. 
Faithful  servant,  fiend  of  Hell, 

How  I  love,  yet  hate  thee  so. 
Is  beyond  my  wit  to  tell. 

J.V.  D. 

*  *        * 

Prefect — "Why  didn't  you  get  up  whefi  I 
called  you  this  morning?" 

Tom  Brady — "Well,  you  see,  mister,  I'm  a 
slow  sleeper  and  it  takes  me  a  long  time  to  get 

enough." 

*  *         * 

Chuck — "I  see  Bill  Loan  has  gone  in  for 
aviation." 

Joe — "Good!  |^Now   he   can   visit   some   of 

his  air  castles."    ^H 

*  *         * 

Prof,  (in  Latin) — "Holbrook,  what  are  the 
primary  tenses?" 

Holbrook — "I  beheve  I  know  them;  wait 
until  I  think." 

Prof. — "We  won't  have  time  to  wait;  school 
closes  next  week." 


Two  members  of  the  football  team,  Mr. 
Delaney  and  Mr.  McDermott,  recently  made 
their  debut  in  Baltimore  society.  And  Ewing 
told  us  it  was  "some"  town. 

*  )|(         * 

J.  W. — "No  woman  ever  made  a  fool  out  of 
me." 

J.  W.  J.— "Well,  what  did  then?" 

*  *         * 

Editor — "I  found  a  splinter  last  night  in  a 
restaurant." 

Mac — "How  did  that  happen?" 
Editor — "I  got  a  club  sandwich." 

*  *         * 

Ford — "Did  your  late  uncle  remember  you 
when  he  was  making  his  will?  " 

McGrath— "Yes,  I  think  he  did;  he  left  me 
out  of  it." 

Prof,  (in  Astronomy) — "Does  the  moon  aflfect 
the  tide?" 

O'Leary — "No,  sir,  only  the  untied." 

*  *         * 

Bill — "Why  is  it  that  you  never  laugh  at  my 
jokes?" 

Jack — "Oh,  I  always  respect  old  age." 

*  *         * 

Holbrook  (trying  to  flirt)- — "Joe  Gillespie  bet 
me  a  quarter  that  I  didn't  dare  to  speak  to  you; 
you  don't  mind,  do  you?" 

Pretty  Girl — "Not  at  all;  run  along  now 
and  get  your  quarter." 


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Hanley — "Have  you  read  the  autobiography  Prof,  (in  Physics) — "What  is  Ohm's  law, :Mr. 

of  Franklin?"  Benson?"                                                             '' 

Newell — "No;  who  is  it  by?"  Benson — "Action  equals  reaction  in  the  op- 

♦        *        *  posite  direction." 

The   stirring   scenes   attending   the   visit   of  ♦        *        * 
Butch    McDevitt   to   Broadway   were   vividly  Jones  (at  rehearsal) — "Waugh  wants  to  know 
renewed  on   the   night  of   the  Villanova-West  what    kind    of   an    instrument    produces   foot- 
Point    game.      For    information,    see    "Beef"  notes." 
McCarty.  Director — "Tell  him  a  shoe-horn." 


Hf  *  * 


*         *         * 


Prof,    (in   Physics)— "What   is   the   unit   of  Prof .—" Mention  two  cities  in  France." 

power?"  Pupil— "Paris  and  Somewhere." 
Del.   (waking)— "The  what?      (Watt)."  *        *        ♦ 

Prof.-"Correctj   any  questions?"  Syl— "I  saw  a  friend  of  yours  down  the  road 

the  other  day,  but  she  didn't  see  me." 

"Isn't    he    rather    fast,    dear?'     asked    the  Jake-" So  she  told  me." 
anxious  mother. 


"Yes,  mamma,"  replied  Genevieve,   "but  I 


,     ,     ,.,,„,  M  Charlie —   I  can  say  one  thmg:    I  m  a  self- 

don't  thmk  he  11  get  away.  j  .. 

*1        ^         *  made  man. 


Harry — "Are  you  boasting  or  apologizing?" 
*        *        * 


MacEvitt — "Waiter,    this    coffee    is    pretty 
weak." 

Waiter— "Well,   sah,   this    is  a  week  day."  Those  eggs  we  get  on   Fridays  aren't  what 

And   Mac  was    apparently   satisfied   with    the  they're  cracked  up  to  be. 
explanation.  *         *         * 

*  *         *  Editor — "Do  you  support  the  Villanovan?" 
Feb — "Let's  drop  into  this  restaurant."  Hanley — "I   didn't  know  I  had  to,  it  has  a 
Joe — "I  don't  believe  I  can  eat  anything  just  staff." 

)  >  sl*  ♦  ♦ 

now. 

Feb — "Well,  come  in  and  get  a  new  hat  for         A  member  of  the  faculty  recounts  the  foUow- 

your  old  one,  anyway."  ing  incident  which  happened  to  himself:  he  was 

*  *         *  a  speaker  at  a  celebration  held  last  week  in  one 
^egan  (at  Leary's  Book  Store) — "I  want  one  of  the  churches  in  Philadelphia.     Immediately 

of  Edgar  Allen  Poe's  works."  after  the  sermon,  the  choir  rendered  a  hymn 

Clerk— "All  right,  sir;  any  special  title?"  entitled  "Oh,  Mother  I  Could  Weep  for  Mirth." 

Regan — "Oh,   give   me  something  he's  just  He  is  still  at  a  loss  to  understand  the  connec- 

written."  tion." 


Compliments! 

of 

McCUSKER  BROS, 


Robert  Shoemaker  &  Company 

Wholesale  Druggists 

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The  Home  Life  Insurance  Co.  of  America 


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Eighteen  Years  of  Square  Dealing  Twenty  Million  Dollars'  Insurance  in  Force 

Located  in  the  Heart  of  the  Insurance  District 

Writing  all  kinds  of  Ordinary  Life  and  Industrial  Insurance  —  Liberal  Policies 

Good  Openings  for  High-Grade  Men  in  Delaware  and  Pennsyhania.     Correspondence  Incited  "  • 

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JOSEPH  L.  DURKIN,  Secretary  JOHN  J.  GALLAGHER.  Treasurer 

PHILADELPHIA 


Villanova  Boys 
EAT 

WAN  KLIN'S   CANDY 
and  grow  fat 


YOU    ARE    ALWAYS    WELCOME    AT 

Winslow's  Drug  Store 

Right  Goods,  Right  Prices  and  Right  Treatment 

EDWARDS  F.  WINSLOW 
Doctor  of  Pharmacy 

Lancaster  Avenue  and  Roberts'  Road 

BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 
Telephones— Bryn  Mawr  97  and  840 


Phone — Bryn  Mawr  675-J 


JOHN    J.   McDEVITT 
Job  printing 


1011  LANCASTER  AVENUE 


BRYN  MAWR.  PA. 


PHILIP     HARRISON 

Walk-Over  Boot  Shop 


AND 


Gentlemen's    Outfitter 


818  Lancaster  Avenue,    Bryn  Mawr,  Pa. 


D.  A.  WACK 


Telephone.  Bryn  Mawr  3 1 1 


SUBURBAN    DECORATING   COMPANY 

Painters,  Paper  Hangers  and 
Interior  Decorators 

ESTIMATES  CHEERFULLY  FURNISHED 


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No.  501  Penfield  Building 

1328  Chestnut  Street 


PHILADELPHIA 


Special  Discount 
to  Students 


Prescriptions 
Accurately  Filled 


Race  1907  Spruce  4901 

COMPLIMENTS  OF 

Philip  Jaisohn  &  Company 

STATIONERS 
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SPECIAL      BLANK      BOOKS 
LOOSE     LEAF     LEDGERS 

OFFICE     FURNITURE 
FILING     CABINETS 

(Wood  and  Steel) 

1537  Chestnut  St.      Philadelphia 


SEVEN  FRIDAYS  IN  ONE  WEEK 


FITZGERALD'S 

Wholesale  and  Retail 

TERMINAL  MARKET,  East  Wall 

Sea  Food 


IN    ALL    VARIETIES 


Crab  Meat  a  Specialty 


SPECIAL  DISCOUNT  TO  HOTELS,  CLUBS 
AND  INSTITUTIONS 


FRANK  J.  FLOYD 

Men's,  Women's  and 
Children 's     Outfitter 

Dry  Goods  and  Notions 

BUTTERICK  PATTERNS 
Shoes  for  Men,  Women  and  Children 

BRYN  MAWR.  PA. 


10  per  cent,  discount  to  Priests  and  all  Students 
of  Villanova  College 


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W.  A.  MADDEN 


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ROSEMONT  GARAGE 

Repairing  and  Machine  W  ork 
A  Specialty 


LIMOUSINE  AND  TOURING  CARS 
FOR  ALL  OCCASIONS 


TIRES  AND  SUPPLIES 


RYAN  BROTHERS 

Storage  V^arehouse 
Local  and  Long-Distance  Moving 


STORAGE  HOUSE 

865  LANCASTER  AVENUE 
BRYN  MAWR.  PA. 


PHONE,  BEYN  MAWB  545 


OFFICE 

1227  LANCASTER  AVENUE 
ROSEMONT.  PA. 


RODGER  McGINLEY 

Importer  and  Dealer  in 

Religious  Goods  of  All  Kinds 


WHOLESALE  AND  RETAIL 


Agent  for  All  Steamship  Lines 

Foreign  Bank  Checks 
payable  in  all  parts  of  Europe 


1804  Callowhill  Street 


Philadelphia 


WINDOW    GLASS 


PLATE    GLASS 


Best  Brands  American  Window  Glass,  French  Window  Glass,  Ornamental 

and  Skylight  Glass,  Mirrors,  Greenhouse  Glass 

Glass  for  Conservatories 


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205,  207  and  209  North  Fourth  Street 


Philadelphia 


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BeU,  Markat  2594 


Keystone,  Main  34M 


IstablUIied  Eighteen  Hundred  and  Klghty-two 

PENN  FRUIT  COMPANY 

H.  L.  WESTCOTT 
Wholesale  Dealers  in 

Fruit   and    Produce 

14  North  Delaware  Ayenue 

PHILADELPHIA,  PA. 


LOUIS  J.  MEYER,  Inc. 

MAKER  OF  GOLD  AND  SILVER 

Chalices  and  Ciboriums 

Permistion  granted  to  handle  lacred  vcsicls 
for  repairing  and  replating 

804  Walnut  Street 

PHILADELPHIA,  PA. 


Salco  Clothes 

Direct  from  Factory  Floor 
to  Wearer 

Men's  Suits  or 

Overcoats 
At  Wholesale 

$12e00  and  $14.50 

Retail  Stores  Charge  $18  and  $22 
for  the  Same  Clothes 

J.  Salsburg  Sons  &  Co. 

S.  E.  Cor.  9th  &  Sansom  Sts. 

2iid  Floor 

SPECIAL  ATTENTION  GIVEN  TO  STUDENTS 


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Printers,  Lithographers 

Loose  Leaf  and  Blank  Book  Makers 

21  North  6th  Street 
PHILADELPHIA 

MEN'S  FURNISHINGS 
Kay  Kay  Toggery  Shop 


77  E.  Main  Street 
NORRISTOWN 


LEO  J.  KIKSNAN 


ABTHim  A.  KILLT 


X-MAS   CARDS  AND   CALENDARS 

JOHN  H.  TAWS 

PHOTO  and  PHOTO  ENGRAVERS  SUPPLIES 
Developing,  Printing  and  Enlarging 


920  Arch  Street 


Philadelphia 


WABASH 
Cabinets  and  Supplies 


TWINLOCK 
Binders  and  Supplies 


JAMES   HOGAN  COMPANY 

Limited 

Office  Supplies  ::  Blank  Books 
Printinfif   ::   Lithographing   ::  Engraving 

607   CHESTNUT   STREET 
PHILADELPHIA 


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John  J.  Hurley 


Thomas  A.  Kirsch 


Hurley  &  Kirsch 

Horseshoers 

SPECIAL    ATTENTION    GIVEN    TO 
LAME  AND  INTERFERING  HORSES 

SHOP 

Lancaster  Road  and  County  Line  Road 

ROSEMONT,  PA. 


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ing  of  the  Bryn  Mawr  Ice  Company's  ice,  made  from  dis- 
tilled water,  and  few  are  nearly  as  pure." 

Chemist  D.  W.  Horni 


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ICE    COMPANY 

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Phone  117 


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EVERY  BANKING  FACILITY 
INTEREST  ALLOWED  ON  DEPOSITS 

SILVER   AND    OTHER   VALUABLES   TAKEN    ON    STORAGE 


ANTHONY  A.  HIRST.  President 
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THOMAS  C.  FRANKLIN 

JEWELER  &  ENGRAVER 

Locust  and  Alden  Streets 

55    East   Main    Street 

PHILADELPHIA 

NORRISTOWN,  PA. 

Frank  H.  Stewart 
Electric  Company 

EDSON    BROS. 

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ELECTRIC  SUPPLIES 

37  and  39  North  Seventh  Street 
Philadelphia 

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TETE   BROTHERS 

Importers  and  Jobbers  of  Teas  and  Coffees 

107  SOUTH  FRONT  STREET, 
Philadelphia 

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253  and  255  North  12th  Street 

PHILADELPHIA 


Engraved  Calling  Cards 

Commencement  Invitations 

Ordination  Invitations 

and  College  Paper 


ESTABLISHED  1851 


Durand&Kasper  Co 

WHOLESALE  GROCERS 

Importers  and  Roasters  of 
High' Grade  Coffee 

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call  at 

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1229  ARCH  STREET 

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BROKEN  GLASSES  QUICKLY  DUPLICATED 
SPECIAL  CARE  TAKEN  OF  STUDENTS'  EYES 


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NORRISTOWN,  PA. 


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FOR  MORE  THAN  FIFTY  YEARS 

The  Clerical  Tailoring  Department  of  Oak  Hall 
has  devoted  its  attention  to  one  thing — pro- 
duction of  all  apparel  suitable  for  any  and  all 
occasions  in  a  Clergyman's  varied  duties — 
both  civil  and  ecclesiastical. 

We  do  not  believe  that  there  is  another 
Clerical  Tailoring  Shop  in  the  East  that  serves 
so  large  a  clientele  among  Clergymen. 

And  it  is  worth  while  to  bring  forcibly  to 
your  attention  this  fact — of  all  the  men  of  the 
cloth  we  have  served  since  the  beginning  of  the 
war  not  a  single  one  has  returned  any  garment 
we  have  made  because  it  has  not  kept  its  color. 

And  once  more  we  guarantee  to  our  friends 
this  issue  of  paramount  importance — we  un- 
qualifiedly guarantee  every  garment  produced 
for  color — black  will  stay  black,  blue  will  stay 
blue  and  gray  will  stay  gray. 

Our  prices  will  be  reasonable  and  fair  as  al- 
ways and  we  will  not  forget  to  deduct  10% 
from  their  regular  price  in  accordance  with  our 
policy  of  more  than  fifty-six  years. 

JOSEPH  J.  McKERNAN  \  „  , 
JOHN  W.  MITCHELL     /  =>"'«"'°«n 

WANAMAKER  &  BROWN 

Sixth  and  Market  Stt.  Philadelphia 


Office  Phone 
Bell,  Lombard  785 


Residence  Phone 
Keystone,  West  50-33  D 
Bell,   Belmont  22-33  W 


J.  C.  SWISHER 

BROKER  AND  SHIPPER 

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Contents 

PAGE 

TIME  (Poem.  .  . ..;       3 

G.  C.  E. 

OUR  HOUSEHOLD  POET  (Essay) 4 

John  F.  O'Brien,  '19 

NORTH  WINDS   (Poem) .......     11 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

THE  INNOCENT  THIEF  (Story) 12 

Joseph  W.  Paquette,  '20 

THE  RESEARCHES  OF  A  COSMOGONIST 16 

Arthur  B.  Maxwell, '18 

ELEGY  TO  OUR  MARTYRED  HEROES  (Poem) 19 

Francis  A.  Rafferty, '19 

THE  BLANK  PARCHMENT  (Serial) . 20 

John  F.  Burns,  '17 

EDITORIAL 

(1)  Helping  Along 30 

(2)  Employment 31 

EXCHANGES 32 

COLLEGE  NOTES 33 

ALUMNI 35 

ATHLETICS 37 

SPLINTERS 39 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 

Vol.  II.  FEBRUARY,  1918  No.  3 


Time 

Lo!  another  day  is  ended;  yes,  another  day  is  done, 
Yet,  before  the  sun  of  morrow  conies,  another  has 

begun. 
While  the  midnight  bells  a-tolling,  tell  us  one  more 

day  is  dead. 
There's  another  marching  onward  with  a  calm  and 

steady  tread. 
Thus  does  time  roll  on  forever;   never  halts  its  con- 
stant pace. 
As  each  hour  into  oblivion  sinks,  another  takes  its 

place. 
Start  with  midnight  then  returning:   lo!  a  day  has 

passed  away. 
And  we  never  can  recall  it,  save  in  mem'ry^s  loving 

way. 
Be  it  one  of  joy  and  gladness  which  brings  peace 

unto  the  heart. 
Then  it  seems  to  pass  on  quickly — ah!  too  quickly 

to  depart. 
Be  it  one  of  grief  and  sadness — oh!  how  long  it 

seems  to  be! 
And  how  far  does  seem  the  nightfall,  bringing  sleep 

to  comfort  me. 
So  our  lives  pass  quickly  onward,  like  the  tread 

of  mighty  time: 
As  each  one  departs,  another  starts,  the  stairs  of 

life  to  climb. 
Like  the  days,  a  life  of  gladness  seems  to  smile  and 

fade  away. 
As  the  wave  upon  the  ocean  leaps  and  falls  in 

scattered  spray. 
But  the  life  of  lasting  sorrow  seems  to  tramp  the 

lengthy  road, 
And  the.  soul  is  sore  afflicted  in  its  gloomy,  dark 

abode. 
So  shall  be  the  days  of  gladness;   so  shall  be  the 

days   of  grief. 
Till  the  day  of  everlasting  joy,  from  God  does  bring 

relief.  G.  C.  E. 


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4  .  THE    VI  LLANO VAN 

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Our  Household  Poet 

By  John  O'Brien,  '19 

FREQUENTLY  we  hear  it  asserted  that  and  wayside,  shedding  love  and  resignation  at 
Apierican  literature  is  too  youthful  and  its  advent,  whose  charming  variation  of  style 
undeveloped  to  produce  a  great  author,  has  won  the  admiration  of  scholars  and  the 
No  doubt  the  individuals  who  give  utterance  honor  of  pleasure-seeking  readers, 
to  such  criticisms  have  unconsciously  over-  Henry  W.  Longfellow,  the  subject  of  our 
looked  the  ambiguity  of  this  statement,  or  paper,  is  undoubtedly  the  most  popular  and 
perhaps  their  concept  of  great  authors  is  so  beloved  of  American  poets.  He  was  the  genial 
high  that  they  believe  only  the  chosen  few  can  philanthropist  who  pledged  his  talents  and  en- 
enter  in  that  honorable  realm.  deavors  to  respect  for  justice  and  the  uplift  of 

The  attribute  "great"  has  long  since  been  humanity.  A  sympathizing  charm  seems  to 
discussed.  After  considerable  study,  it  has  have  enchanted  his  motives  for  writing.  Con- 
come  to  be  generally  acknowledged  that  this  scious  of  the  European  difficulties,  its  wars  and 
prerogative  may  be  predicated  of  two  distinct  famines,  its  plagues  and  rebellions,  he  turned  to 
classes  of  writers.  To  the  first  belong  great  the  American  citizens  and  pleaded  for  consoli- 
authors  whose  works  are  immortal ;  that  is,  dation  and  loyalty  to  the  constitutive  foundation 
while  man  is  interested  in  letters  their  writings  of  Old  Glory's  land.  As  a  patriot  he  never 
will  flourish  and  be  admired  with  undiminished  entered  the  field  of  active  warfare,  but  he  touched 
love.  The  second  class  comprises  those  authors  the  tender  strings  of  devotion  and  love  that 
whose  efforts  and  results  have  won  the  respect  vibrate  within  the  human  heart,  and  called 
and  approval  of  the  critical  student,  but  not  forth  an  anthem  of  peace  and  tranquillity.  His 
with  sufficient  intensity  to  rival  the  perpetual  life  and  writings  were  one  continual  song  of  love, 
endurance  of  the  former.  gentleness,   and   kindness.      He   wrote   for  his 

We   have   never  heard   it   claimed   that  the  country,  for  his  friends,  and  for  his  God.     We 

sacred  spirits  of  Dante,  or  Milton,  or  Shakespere,  love    his    perennial    devotion    to    children,    his 

or  any  of  those  immortal  names  that  brighten  respect  for  virtue,  his  exquisite  sensibility  to  the 

the   horizon  of  literature,   had  fled  their  silent  beauty  of  Nature,  and  especially  his  depicting 

tombs,  crossed  the  surging  waters,   and  reani-  of  maiden  reserve  and  purity  in  the  charming 

mated  the  American  aspirant  to  poetical  laurels.  "Evangeline."      He   was   a   master   of   verbal 

Yet,  from  this  we  cannot  conclude  that  American  melody.      He  mysteriously  united  the  feelings 

literature  is  not  glowing  with  ultimate  greatness,  of  the  heart  to  thoughts  that  express  his  deep 

Authors  are  said  to  be  great  when  they  possess  regard    for   virtue.      The   fine   appreciation   of 

the  faculty  of  charming  the  mind  by  the  keen-  sentiment  that    gives  life    to  the    active  char- 

ness  of  their  imagination,   and  of  introducing  acters  of  his  narration  fills  us  with  admiration, 

the  reader  into  the  heart  of  great  ideas.     Taking  He  lived  the  life  of  his  creatures ;    he  felt  their 

ability   as   an  essential   for  such  distinguished  anxieties,  their  pains  and  wrongs;   he  fathomed 

writers,  we  need  not  turn  our  eye  farther  than  the  depth  of  their  sorrows  and  pain  because  he 

the  bounds  of  our  own  land.     Who  would  not  knew  the  true  anguish  of  their  suffering  hearts, 

admire    that    mysterious    Poe?       Such    poets  But  if  there  is  one  thing  more  than  any  other 

as  the  subtle  Hawthorne,  robust  Bryant,  and  that  warrants  commendation  in  the  writings  of  a 

the  witty  Holmes  are  entitled  to  some  niche  poet,  it  is  his  favorable  attitude  toward  morality, 

in   the  chamber   of   honorable   mention.      But  In  this  respect  Longfellow  had  few  superiors, 

there  is  another,  a  real  and  sympathetic  singer  It  was  said  of  him  that  his  Muse  was  excep- 

of  verse,  whose  life  has  rung  the  note  of  consola-  tionally  moral,  and  we  have  only  to  turn  to  his 

tion  in  the  despondent  hearts  of  afflicted  hu-  works  to  find  the  substantiation  of  this  truth  in 

manity,    whose    voice    has    hovered    over    hills  actual  reality.     His  whole  cast  of  writings  was 


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one  enormous  moral  sermon  written  to  turn 
man  from  vicious  tendencies  and  direct  him  to 
the  throne  of  love.  As  a  poet,  Longfellow  is 
calm  and  earnest  in  his  task,  sincere  and  faithful 
in  his  thoughts.  At  times  he  seems  to  rival  the 
sublime  concepts  of  immortal  Shakespere.  His 
ideas  are  colored  with  true  poetical  and  striking 
shades.  His  wonderful  tact  in  the  employment 
of  his  words  and  phrases,  added  to  a  graceful 
style,  gives  him  the  form  of  a  master  of  descrip- 
tive beauty.  He  is  indeed  an  artist  of  excep- 
tional ability,  a  thorough-going  student  of  lin- 
guistics, human  nature,  and  Christian  virtue. 
His  variety  of  versification  and  his  own 
natural  benevolent  characteristics  have  been 
the  foundation  of  the  popularity  that 
assisted  him  in  so  generously  directing  his 
efforts  to  the  betterment  of  his  countrymen. 

To  attempt  any  complete  study  of  his  entire 
works  would  far  outreach  our  scope  and  be 
superfluous.  However,  it  might  be  interesting  to 
consider  a  few  of  what  we  think  his  most  im- 
posing compositions.  We  think  these  are  per- 
haps the  most  p>opular  of  his  writings. 
They  are  highly  Christian  both  in  thought 
and  expression.  Christianity  has  taught  the 
world  the  lesson  of  respect  for  women. 
The  beautiful  tale  of  Acadia  is  dedicated  to 
this  noble  purpose.  In  the  introduction  Long- 
fellow writes: 

"  Ye  who  believe  in  affection  that  hopes,  and  en- 
dures and  is  patient. 
Ye  who  believe  in  the  beauty  and  strength  of 

woman's  devotion, 
List  to  the  mournful  tradition  still  sung  by  the 

pines  of  the  forest; 
List  to  the  tale  of  love  in  Acadia,  home  of  the 
happy y 

The  spirit  that  prompted  these  lines  animates 
the  whole  composition.  Although,  as  it  has 
been  urged,  Evangeline  is  not  passionate  and 
vivified  by  the  frolicsome  buoyancy  of  maiden 
innocence  and  laughter,  yet  there  is  reserve  of 
dignity  that  distinguishes  her  and  makes  her  a 
reflection  of  the  fair  lady  of  mediaeval  ro- 
mance. 

"Evangeline"  as  a  poem  has  received  un- 
limited acceptance  and  gratitude.  It  is  the 
story  of  a  virtue-seeking  people  crushed  by  the 


cruel  hand  of  tyranny.  Their  hearths  and 
homes  are  demolished,  their  church  with  its 
sacred  altar  desecrated,  and  the  sweet  tran- 
quillity of  their  lives  shattered  before  their 
eyes.  Age  and  youth,  strength  and  beauty, 
poverty  and  wealth,  all  are  swept  away  by 
the  anger  of  an  immoral  king.  We  could  move 
step  by  step  through  the  lines  that  follow  in 
the  construction  of  this  composition  and  pause 
frequently  to  admire  its  beauty  and  charm. 
The  character  of  Benedict  Belief ontaine,  the 
wealthiest  farmer  of  Grand  Pr&,  is  well  drawn. 
He  is  true  to  life,  a  man  of  impressive  personality. 
Longfellow  describes  him  thus: 

^^  Stalwart  and  stately  in  form  was  the  man  of 
seventy  winters, 
Hearty  and  hale  was  he,  an  oak  that  is  covered 

with  snowflakes, 
White  as  the  snow  were  his  locks,  and  his  cheeks 
as  brown  as  the  oak  leaves." 

Notice  the  fine  treatment  of  alliteration  and 
thematic  imagery  that  pervades  these  few  lines. 
We  can  at  once  set  before  our  mind's  eye  a  smil- 
ing, benevolent  sire,  the  picture  of  the  author 
himself,  in  the  bright  expression  of  happiness, 
dignified  by  the  white  hair  of  respected  age. 
Again,  in  contrast,  observe  his  soft,  delicate 
taste  in  the  painting  of  his  heroine : 

"Fair  was  she  to  behold,  a  maiden  of  seventeen 

summers. 
Black  were  her  eyes  as  the  berry  that  grows  on  the 

thorn  by  the  wayside. 
Black,  yet  how  softly  they  gleamed  beneath  the 

brown  shade  of  her  tresses. 
Sweet  was  her  breath  as  the  breath  of  kine  that 

feed  in  the  meadows. 
When  in  the  harvest  heat  she  bore  to  the  reapers 

at  noontide 
Flagons  of  home-brewed  ale,  ah!  fair  in  sooth  was 

the  maiden. 
Fairer  was  she  when,  on  Sunday  morn,  while 

the  bell  from  its  turret 
Sprinkled  with  holy  sounds  the  air  as  the  priest 

with  his  hyssop 
Sprinkles  the  congregation,  and  scatters  blessings 

upon  them, 
Down  the  long  street  she  passed,  with  her  chaplet 

of  beads  and  her  missal. 


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Wearing  her  Norman  cap  and  her  kirtle  of  blue, 

and  the  ear-rings, 
Brought:  in  the  olden  time  from,  France,  and  since, 

as  an  heirloom, 
Handed  down  from  mother  to  child,  through  long 

■  generations. 
But    a    celestial    brightness — a    more    ethereal 

beauty — 
Shone  on  her  face  and  encircled  her  form,  when, 

after  confession, 
Homeward    serenely    she    walked    with    God's 

benediction  upon  her. 
When  she  had  passed,  it  seemed  like  the  ceasing 

of  exquisite  music.'" 

With  two  such  diverse  characters,  united  in 
love  or  mutual  attention,  we  do  not  wonder  why 
Longfellow  attracts  our  hearts  and  holds  them 
spell-bound  by  his  artistic  treatment.  For  an 
example  of  beauty  of  Nature  we  have  only  to 
look  at  a  picture  of  Evangeline's  home : 

"Firmly  builded  with  rafters  of  oak,  the  house  of 

the  farmer 
Stood  by  the  side  of  a  hill  commanding  the  sea; 

and  a  shady 
Sycamore   grew  by  the  door,  with  a  woodbine 

wreathing  around  it. 
Rudely  carved  was  the  porch,  with  seats  beneath; 

and  a  footpath 
Led  through  the  orchard  wide  and  disappeared  in 

the  meadow.'" 

This  was  an  expression  of  the  poet's  fanciful 
home,  a  home  worthy  of  only  such  characters 
as  Benedict  and  Evangeline.  They  live  for 
each  other  and  smile  for  each  other  and — 

"  Thus  dwelt  in  love  these  simple  Acadian  farmers. 
Dwelt  in  love  of  God  and  of  man. 

Hi  *  *  sfi 

Neither  locks  had  they  to  their  doors,  nor  bar  to 

their  windows, 
But    their  dwellings  were  open  as  day  as  the 

hearts  of  the  owners." 

And  so  lived  that  peaceful  Acadian  village, 
with  love  for  one  another,  reverence  for  their 
priest  Father  Leblanc,  and  fear  of  God.  But  too 
soon  was  that  celesiial   land   harassed  by  the 


invasion  of  a  jealous  and  suspicious  monarch. 
The  firm  opposition  and  resistance  offered  the 
grasping  enemy  caused  a  struggle  and  skirmish 
at  intervals  of  frequent  succession.  At  last  in 
the  Catholic  Chapel  the  commander  of  the 
English  forces  proclaimed  his  mission, 
'''You  are  convened  this  day,'  he  said,  'by  his 
Majesty's  orders. 
Clement  and  kind  has  he  been;  but  how  you  have 

answered  his  kindness. 
Let  your  own  hearts  reply!     To  my  natural  make 

and  my  temper 
Painful  the  task  is  I  do,  which  to  you  I  know 

must  be  grievous. 
Yet  must  I  bow  and  obey,  and  deliver  the  will  of 

our  monarch; 
Namely,  that  all  your  lands,  and  dwellings,  and 

cattle  of  all  kinds 
Forfeited  be  to  the  crown;  and  that  you  yourselves 

from  this  province 
Be  transported  to  other  lands.     God  grant  you 

may  dwell  there 
Ever  as  faithful  subjects,  a  happy  and  peaceable 

people! 
Prisoners  now  I  declare  you;   for  such  is  his 
Majesty's  pleasure!'" 

He  describes  the  disorder  of  the  congregation  as 
a  storming  sea  or  a  raging  hailstorm  that  leaves 
destruction  in  its  wake. 

"Down  with  the  tyrants  of  England!      We  never 
have  sworn  them  allegiance. 
Death  to  these  foreign  soldiers  who  seize  on  our 
homes  and  our  forests." 

Naturally,  in  the  heat  of  such  passionate 
anger,  we  would  expect  revolution,  resistance, 
and  bloodshed.  But  here  the  author  takes  an 
opportunity  of  showing  the  Acadian's  love  for 
God  and  respect  for  His  representative;  and  of 
bringing  out  the  finer  side  of  human  nature  that 
was  characteristic  of  Christ  and  His  saints,  as 
well  as  showing  the  power  of  the  good  example 
of  a  holy  priest. 

As  the  effervescent  wrath  of  the  Acadians  was 
about  to  wreak  their  vengeance  on  the  apostles 
of  tyranny.  Father  Leblanc  appears,  and  in  the 
midst  of  the  strife  and  the  tumult  of  angry 
contention  he  raises  his  reverend  hand  with  a 


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gesture  that  awed  the  clamorous  throng  into 
silence,  and  in  deep,  solemn  tone  he  speaks  to 
his    people ; 

"  What  is  this  that  ye  do,  my  children?  what  mad- 
-  ness  has  seized  you? 
Forty  years  of  my  life  have  I  labored  among  you, 

and  taught  you. 
Not  in  word  alone,   but  in  deed,   to   love  one 

another! 
Is  this  the  fruit  of  my  toils,  of  my  vigils  and  pray- 
ers and  privations? 
Have  you  so  soon  forgotten  all  lessons  of  love  and 

forgiveness?^ 
This  is  the  house  of  the  Prince  of  Peace,  and  would 

you  profane  it 
Thus  with  violent  deeds  and  hearts  overflowing 

with  hatred?^ 
Lo!  where  the  crucified  Christ  from  His  cross  is 

gazing  upon  you! 
See!  in  those  sorrowful  eyes  what  meekness  and 

holy  compassion! 
Hark!  how  those  lips  still  repeat  the  prayer,  '0 

Father,  forgive  them!' 
Let  us  repeat  that  prayer  in  the  hour  when  the 

wicked  assail  us. 
Let  us  repeat  it  now,  and  say,  '  O  Father,  forgive 

them!"' 

What  a  calm  followed  these  eloquent  words! 
His  people  had  absolute  confidence  in  his  words 
and  this  restored  them  to  their  usual  tranquillity 
of  mind.  Here  is  an  example  of  Longfellow's 
notion  of  a  priest.  It  is  well  conceived,  for  the 
influence  which  the  old  clergyman  exercised  was 
indicative  of  his  piety  and  beauty  of  character. 

There  are  several  charming  passages  in 
^'Evangeline,"  but  space  forces,  us  to  content 
ourselves  with  these  few.  However,  they  ex- 
emplify the  reverence  which  the  author  has  for 
Catholicity. 

"Evangeline"  is  only  a  very  small  portion  of 
Longfellow's  poems.  His  ballads,  sonnets,  and 
historical  poems  of  narration  and  description 
have  held  the  attention  and  study  of  scholars. 
It  might  be  interesting  to  consider  a  typical 
representative  of  each. 

A  ballad  has  been  defined  as  a  short  narrative 
poem  containing  lively  incidents  that  are  in- 
fluenced by  sentiment.     The  author  in  question 


has  been  most  successful  in  this  species  of  compo- 
sition. As  in  "Evangeline,"  one  of  these  bal- 
lads gives  us  an  admirable  contrast  of  a  young 
maiden  with  a  rough,  sea-going  veteran.  "The 
Wreck  of  the  Hesperus"  leads  us  into  the  midst 
of  great  ideas,  for  the  stern,  proud  independence 
of  the  skipper,  his  unconcern  for  the  old  sailors' 
advice,  and  his  confidence  in  his  ability  to 
weather  the  roughest  gale  that  ever  a  wind 
did  blow,  bring  his  character  before  us  as  a  typ- 
ical seaman  of  the  poet's  day.  His  accom- 
panying daughter  of  whom  Longfellow  wrote: 

"Blue  were  her  eyes  as  the  fairy  flax. 
Her  cheeks  like  the  dawn  of  day, 
And  her  bosom  white  as  the  hawthorn  buds 
That  ope  in  the  month  of  May," 

is  quite  distinct  from  the  black-eyed,  brown- 
haired  daughter  of  the  farmer  of  Grand  Pr^. 
The  story  tells  of  the  skipper's  determination 
to  sail  in  spite  of  evil  forebodings  and  warnings 
of  nautical  wisdom.  Far  out  into  troublesome 
waters,  the  Hesperus  steers  its  bow: 

"Cold  and  louder  blew  the  wind, 
A  gale  from  the  northeast. 
The  snow  fell  hissing  in  the  brine 
And  the  billows  frothed  like  yeast." 

The  storm  raged  on,  and  the  sea-tossed  vessel 
shuddered  like  a  frighted  steed. 

" '  Come  hither,  come  hither,  my  little  daughter, 
And  do  not  tremble  so; 
For  I  ca7i  weather  the  roughest  gale 
That  ever  wind  did  blow.' 

"He  wrapped  her  warm  in  his  seaman's  coat 
Against  the  stinging  blast; 
He  cut  a  rope  from  a  broken  spar, 
Atid  bound  her  to  the  mast. 

"'0  father!  I  hear  the  church-bells  ring, 
0  say,  what  may  it  be?' 
'Tis  a  fog-bell  on  a  rock-bound  coast!' 
And  he  steered  for  the  open  sea. 

"'0  father!  I  hear  the  sound  of  guns, 
0  say,  what  may  it  be?' 
But  the  father  answered  never  a  ivord; 
A  frozen  corpse  was  he." 


V!Vi;!i.?!^?^«^l^fl|l»'tt!!pfw»l,WB^^ 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


Such  was  the  cruel  fate  of  stubbornness. 
The  warm  blood  of  youth  and  innocence  weath- 
ered the  last  of  the  furious  winds,  but  the 
chilled  veins  of  age  froze  and  painted  the  skipper 
as  a  wraith  with  fixed  and  glassy  eyes.  The 
maiden  prayed,  but  He  whose  word  had  stilled 
the  Galilean  waters  could  snatch  her  from  the 
ice-sheeted  vessel.  Like  a  ghost  it  moved  on  till 
it  struck  on  the  hard  sea-sand. 


thought  in  embellished  dress.  In  "The  Tide," 
the  first  quatrain  depicts  the  weight  of  desola- 
tion by  reason  of  the  ebbing  of  the  tide,  while 
the  second  quatrain  smiles  with  consolation  at 
its  flow.  The  application  is  very  apt  to  the 
sadness  and  joys  of  the  world.  The  distinct 
spirits  that  seem  to  characterize  their  appointed 
lots  are  remarkably  shaded  into  a  blending  por- 
trait of  man's  life. 


"She  struck  where  the  white  and  fleecy  waves 
Looked  soft  as  carded  wool, 
But  the  cruel  rocks,  they  gored  her  side 
Like  the  horns  of  an  angry  hull" 

At  daybreak  the  fishermen  came  to  see  the 
spectacle  of  ruin  and  horror.  How  they  stood 
aghast 

"  To  see  the  form  of  a  maiden  fair 
Lashed  close  to  a  drifting  mast. 
The  salt  sea  was  frozen  on  her  breast, 

The  salt  tears  in  her  eyes; 
And  they  saw  her  hair,  like  the  brown  seaweed. 
On  the  billows  fall  and  rise." 

Here  is  a  fine  treatment  of  beauty  wrapped  in 
the  mantle  of  fate.  The  incidents  are  exquisitely 
portrayed,  the  action  extremely  exciting,  and  the 
disastrous  conclusion  heart-rending  and  dark. 
The  character  of  the  skipper  is  undoubtedly  the 
ordinary  type  of  sailor  that  assumed  to  himself 
the  absolute  control  of  the  helm.  His  blue- 
eyed  daughter  is  charming  and  natural  in  her 
inquisitiveness.  The  description  of  her  floating 
body  has,  perhaps,  the  finest  touch  of  mastery 
that  could  be  cited  in  the  selection. 

"Such  was  the  wreck  of  the  Hesperus 
In  the  midnight  and  the  snow." 

As  a  sonneteer,  Longfellow  has  won  con-  ^ 
siderable  repute.  Although  he  has  not  the 
genius  of  Wordsworth  or  of  Milton,  yet  in  his 
sphere  as  a  great  poet  of  mortal  endurance,  his 
labors  in  this  field  are  likewise  commendable 
and  worthy  of  regard.  Longfellow's  best  son- 
net is  usually  considered  as  the  ideal  sonnet. 
In  this  particular  branch  of  literature  he  has  a 
distinct  pattern  which  adequately  expresses  his 


"/  saw  the  long  line  of  the  vacant  shore. 
The  seaweed  and  the  shells  upon  the  sand, 
And  the  brown  rocks  left  bare  on  every  hand, 
As  if  the  ebbing  tide  would  flow  no  more. 
Then  heard  I,  more  distinctly  than  before, 
The  ocean  breathe  and  its  great  breast  expand^ 
And  hurrying  came  on  the  defenceless  land 
The  insurgent  waters  with  tumultuous  roar. 
All  thought  and  feeling  and  desire,  I  said. 
Love,  laughter,  and  the  exultant  joy  of  song 
Have  ebbed  from  me  forever!     Suddenly  o'er  me 
They  swept  again  from  their  deep  ocean  bed. 
And  in  a  tumult  of  delight,  and  strong 
As  youth,  and  beautiful  as  youth,  upbore  me." 

Again,  Longfellow  has  achieved  the  enviable 
title  of  the  poet  of  love  for  children.  It  is 
remarked  of  him  that  he  was  more  fond  of 
children  than  any  poet  of  his  time.  There  are 
innumerable  passages  that  speak  the  poet's  love 
for  the  innocent  and  the  young,  such  as  could 
be  found  in  "The  Child  Asleep,"  "To  a  Child," 
"Maidenhood,"  "Children,"  and  so  forth, 

"Ah!  what  would  the  world  he  to  us 
If  the  children  were  no  more? 
We  should  dread  the  desert  behind  us 
Worse  than  the  dark  before" 


Come  to  me,  O  ye  children 

And  ivhisper  in  my  ear 
What  the  birds  and  the  winds  are  singing 

In  your  sunny  atmosphere. 


"  Ye  are  better  than  all  the  ballads 
That  ever  were  sung  or  said. 
For  ye  are  living  poems 
And  all  the  rest  are  dead." 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


These  lines  speak  for  themselves.  They 
were  snatched  at  random,  but  they  help  to  ex- 
press some  notion  of  his  devotion  for  the  little 
ones.  In  this  category  of  Longfellow's  writings, 
perhaps  the  most  popular  selection  is  "The 
Children's  Hour."  This  work  has  been  so  pro- 
fusely accepted  as  a  household  composition  that 
its  reputation  needs  no  commendation.  In  this 
selection  the  hidden  love  for  children  breaks 
forth  in  spite  of  the  poet's  humility.  Long- 
fellow is  sitting  quietly  in  his  study  when 

"  Grave  Alice  and  laughing  Allegra, 
And  Edith  with  golden  hair," 

make 

"A  sudden  rush  from  the  stairway, 
A  sudden  raid  from  the  hall; 
By  three  doors  left  unguarded, 
They  enter  his  castle  wall.'" 

Here  again  is  a  delicate  intimacy  with  children's 
ways  and  manners.  The  true  touch  of  poetic 
beauty  seems  to  reward  his  efforts  when  dealing 
with  children,  for  surely  such  as  the  following 
is  worthy  of  a  genius  of  words.  He  embraces 
the  beaming  children  and  draws  them  near  to 
his    heart. 

' '  I  have  you  fast  in  my  fortress 

And  will  not  let  you  depart, 
But  put  you  down  into  the  dungeon 

In  the  round-tower  of  my  heart. 
And  there  will  I  keep  you  forever, 

Yes,  forever  and  a  day. 
Till  the  walls  shall  crumble  to  ruin 

And  moulder  in  dust  away.'^ 

There  is  still  another  gem  in  Longfellow's 
crown  of  fame  that  distinguishes  him  with  the 
prerogative  of  greatness.  It  is  his  skill  in 
narration.  In  this  regard  our  poet  is  extremely 
interesting.  "Hiawatha,"  his  long  example  of 
early  American  legendry,  is  filled  with  traditions 
and  superstitions  of  Indian  life.  It  deals  with 
the 

"Legends  and  traditions. 
With  the  odors  of  the  forest. 
With  the  dew  and  damp  of  meadows, 
With  the  curling  smoke  of  wigwams, 
With  the  rushing  of  great  rivers.'' 


The  remarkable  universal  attention  that 
welcomed  its  publication  speaks  volumes  for 
its  worth.  Its  freshness  of  subject  and  novelty 
of  versification  have  introduced  it  into  the  realms 
of  happy  firesides.  His  intimacy  with  Indian 
phrases  and  expression  merits  our  admiration. 
The  frequency  and  grace  that  accompany  their 
use  are  indicative  of  the  poet's  interest  in 
linguistics.  Indeed,  it  has  been  said  in  this 
regard  that  Longfellow  far  outruns  the  broad- 
ness of  his  contemporaries'  learning.  So  true  is 
this  that  without  a  fair  knowledge  of  the  tongue 
of  our  red-skinned  ancestors,  the  beauty  and 
strength  of  the  composition  would  remain 
unappreciated. 

The  "Psalm  of  Life"  is  another  addition  to 
the  collection  of  writings  that  has  found  its  way 
into  the  hearts  of  the  American  people.  Most 
people  like  to  put  aside  thoughts  of  a  hereafter, 
but  this  poem  has  counteracted  that  prevalent 
spirit  and  brought  many  to  the  sense  of  another 
life  where  each  shall  hold  his  chosen  place 
beyond  the  great  divide. 

Longfellow  contends  that  life  is  not  an  airy 
bubble  that  bursts  ere  we  can  discover  its 
destination,  but  that 

"Life  is  real!  life  is  earnest, 
And  the  grave  is  not  its  goal.'' 

For  the  Maker  of  the  dust,  and  from  dust  man, 
did  not  include  the  spiritual  element  of  the  hu- 
man being  when  he  said,  "Remember,  man, 
that  thou  art  dust  and  unto  dust  thou  shalt 
return."  This  selection  is  perhaps  the  most 
widely  known  of  his  works,  and  its  merit  is  in 
keeping  with  its  popularity. 

It  is  possible  here  to  consider  Longfellow's 
works  from  cover  to  cover,  but  as  we  look 
through  the  various  types  of  composition  there 
are  two  selections  which  warrant  our  attention 
more  than  others.  These  are  "The  Ladder  of 
St.  Augustine,"  and  "Resignation." 

The  former  was  written  to  that  glorious  saint 
who  had  in  days  of  death  wallowed  in  the  mire 
of  sin,  and  who,  when  he  saw  his  miserable  con- 
dition and  the  reward  of  repentance,  used  those 
very  vices  as  stepping-stones  to  a  higher  and 
nobler  life. 

Longfellow's  development  of  the  theme  has 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


been  the  marvel  of  decades. 
he  quotes  Augustine: 


In  the  first  stanza 


.   "St.  Augustine,  well  hast  thou  said, 
That  oj  our  vices  we  can  frame 
A  ladder,  if  we  will  hut  tread 

Beneath  our  feet  each  deed  of  shame. " 

Taking  this  as  a  text,  the  author  enumerates 

"  The  low  desire,  the  base  design, 

That  makes  another's  virtues  less; 
The  revel  of  the  ruddy  wine, 
And  all  occasions  of  excess; 

"  The  longing  for  ignoble  things; 

The  strife  for  triumph  more  than  truth; 
The  hardening  of  the  heart,  that  brings 
Irreverence  for  the  dreams  of  youth; 

'^  All  thoughts  of  ill;  all  evil  deeds, 

That  have  their  root  in  thoughts  of  ill; 
Whatever  hinders  or  impedes 
The  action  of  the  nobler  will; — " 

His  comparison  to  the  mighty  pyramids  and 
the  distant  mountains  is  well  adopted.  This 
is  another  place  where  we  pause  and  admire 
the  thematic  imagery  that  furnishes  interest  and 
grace.  The  last  stanza  expresses  the  poet's 
conviction  that  every  man,  no  matter  how  de- 
graded, has  still  the  power  of  rising  to  higher 
things. 

"Nor  deem  the  irrevocable  past 
As  wholly  wasted,  wholly  vain, 
If,  rising  on  its  wrecks,  at  last. 
To  something  nobler  we  attain.'* 

Longfellow  was  far  advanced  on  the  way  of 
life  when  a  sad  event,  which  darkened  his  joy- 
ful spirit,  occurred.  His  wife,  whom  he  loved 
beyond  measure  with  all  the  devotion  of  his 
noble,  self-sacrificing  heart,  was  burned  to 
death.  He  bore  his  grief  and  accepted  the  will 
of  God  with  patience  and  resignation.  Not  long 
after,  as  he  sits  by  his  cozy  fireside,  watching 
the  frolicking  flames  that  dance  like  little 
children  before  him,  his  eyes  fall  on  a  vacant 
chair  that  stands  opposite  his  place. 


"There  is  no  flock  however  watched  and  tended, 
But  one  dead  lamb  is  there! 
There  is  710  fireside,  howsoever  defended. 
But  has  one  vacant  chair." 

He  thinks  of  Rachel  for  her  children  weeping 
and  says  her  tears  are  celestial  benedictions  in 
dark  disguise.  So  it  is  now  with  him.  His 
cross  is  light ;  he  must  look  up  and  see  the  hills 
and  mountains  of  consolation  that  urge  him  to 
receive  his  affliction  with  humility.  And  so  he 
does;  yes,  from  his  heart  he  casts  aside 
all  thoughts  of  gloom  and  sorrow  by  assuring 
himself  that 

"She  is  not  dead, — the  child  of  our  affection, — 
But  gone  unto  that  school 
Where  she  no  longer  needs  our  poor  protection. 
And  Christ  himself  doth  rule. 

"In  that  great  cloister's  stillness  and  seclusion. 
By  guardian  angels  led. 
Safe  from  temptation,  safe  from  sin's  pollution. 
She  lives,  whom  we  call  dead." 

Year  in,  year  out,  from  morn  till  night,  he 
will  think  of  her  and  her  work  in  the  bright 
realms  of  happiness.  He  will  pursue  her  gentle 
step  and  at  each  advancement  see  her  beauty 
more  beaming  and  sweet.  He  will  talk  with 
her,  sing  for  her,  smile  for  her,  and  at  last  will 
live  with  her  to  keep  unbroken  the  bond  that- 
nature  gives.  He  hopes  his  unspoken  remem- 
brance of  her  will  reach  her  celestial  home  and 
merit  answers  of  her  love  and  fidelity.  Never 
again  will  the  same  innocent  face  of  years  ago 
smile  on  the  boyish  rapture  that  prompted  him 
to  press  her  to  his  throbbing  bosom  and  kiss  her 
pretty  tears  away.  No,  not  as  a  child  will  she 
appear   to   him, 

"But  a  fair  maiden,  in  her  Father's  mansion, 
Clothed  with  celestial  grace; 

she  will  stand  at  the  portal  of  death  and  lead 
him  to  the  land  of  immortality,  and  so  he  re- 
signs his  lot  into  the  hands  of  the  Almighty 
Wisdom  and  Justice. 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


"  We  will  be  patient,  and  assuage  the  feeling 
We  may  not  wholly  stay. 
By  silence  sanctifying,  not  concealing, 
The  grief  that  must  have  its  way.'' 

This  work  alone  would  be  sufficient  to  place 
our  poet  amidst  the  most  tender  writers  of  our 
land.  If  it  is  true  that  the  works  of  an  author 
frequently  lead  us  into  the  secret  chambers  of 
his  soul,  where  the  music  of  charity  and  love 
attract  our  ears  and  whisper  the  generous  spirit 
of  the  writer,  here,  then,  is  a  resting-place  in  the 
course  of  American  literature  where  we  may 
enter  and  imbibe  the  free  breathing  atmosphere 
of  devotion  that  gives  life  to  his  "Resignation." 

Henry  Wadsworth  Longfellow's  name  is  also 
conspicuous  as  that  of  a  scholar,  a  traveler,  and, 
as  the  selections  would  suggest,  a  philanthropist. 
As  a  man  of  letters,  he  was  said  to  have  been, 
by  common  consent,  the  most  distinguished 
living  representative  of  the  poetical  literature 
of  his  day.  He  was  crowned  the  Amer- 
ican poet-laureate  by  the  poor  and  un- 
learned as  well  as  by  the  rich  in  mind  and  lucre. 
His  name  is  identified  with  the  best  interests  of 
Bowdoin  College,  his  alma  mater,  where  he  was 
appointed  professor  of  modern  languages  the 
year  after  he  took  his  degree.  This  post  he 
filled  with  such  efficiency  and  tact  that  he  was 
offered  the  chair  of  Belles-Lettres,  which  he 
accepted  and  held  for  nearly  twenty  years. 
As  a  professor,  his  career^  was  one  of  unbroken 
and  ,  ever-increasing  popularity.  His  fellow- 
instructors,  his  students,  in  fact  all  who  came 
into  contact  with  him,  found  his  geniality  and 


self-sacrificing  devotion  an  irresistible  attraction 
that  seemed  to  draw  them  to  him. 

As  a  traveler,  Longfellow's  reputation  is 
untarnished  by  any  spirit  of  pleasure-seeking 
or  unrest.  He  traveled  principally  to  learn, 
and  then  to  teach  others.  He  made  his  visits  to 
Europe  for  a  solid  preparation  for  the  subjects 
on  which  he  intended  to  lecture.  So  con- 
scientious was  he  in  the  effort  to  respond  to  his 
friends'  appreciation  of  his  labors,  that  he  left 
no  stone  unturned  in  the  field  of  literary 
endeavor.  This  commendable  gratitude  is 
evinced  in  the  species  of  compositions  he  has 
employed. 

It  has  been  observed  that,  although  Long- 
fellow was  neither  an  alumnus  of  Harvard  nor 
a  native  of  Cambridge,  he  was  to  both  of  them 
the  animating  spirit  of  their  poetical  life.  He 
was  a  flower  that  bloomed  in  a  garden  of  edu- 
cation, and  all  his  surrounding  companions 
raised  their  heads  in  silence  and  respect  to  listen 
and  learn  from  him  of  beauty.  Ever  doing, 
ever  toiling,  was  his  motto,  and  his  firmness 
under  that  strong  rule  of  life  has  purchased  for 
him  an  exalted  throne  in  the  appreciation  of 
the  American  people.  This'  seat  is  built  on  the 
hard  rock  of  endurance  and  shall  never  crumble 
away  until  the  memory  of  the  Cambridge  poets 
fade  in  ruins  of  a  dark  past. 

*^  Lives  oj  great  men  all  remind  us 
We  can  make  our  lives  sublime, 
And,  departing,  leaving  behind  us. 
Footprints  on  the  sands  of  time.'" 


North  Winds 


Winter  has  come!     Rejoice,  ye  winds, 
That  roar  and  blow  from  out  the  north; 

Arise  from  out  your  summer's  sleep, 
And  merrily  come  leaping  forth. 

O'er  streams  and  mountains,  fields,  and  towns, 
Press  on,  ye  winds,  with  unchecked  din. 

Exulting  in  your  mighty  strength, — 
Come,  welcome  cold,  drear  winter  in. 


The  flowers  wither  at  your  breath, 

The  chilled  earth  fears  your  icy  tread; 

You  laugh,  and  roar,  and  laugh  again. 
And  leave  all  gentle  Nature  dead. 

Exult,  ye  winds,  in  fiendish  glee. 

In  all  the  misery  you  bring; 
But  yet,  from  out  drear  Winter's  snows, 

Will  rise  the  joyous,  fragrant  Spring. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '2L 


I 


12  THE   VILLANOVAN     ; 

The  Innocent  Thief 

By  Joseph  W.  Paquette,  '20 

THE  autumn  sun  was  slowly  sinking  to  rest  "Very    well,"    answered    the    President,    "I 

behind  the  hills.      Classes  were  over  and  shall  be  glad  to  hear  your  trouble,  and  will  help 

a  great  quiet  reigned  throughout  the  halls  you  if  possible." 

of  old   Ridgeway  Preparatory  School.      There  "Well,  Father,"  began  Frank,  "it's  just  this 

was  quiet  in  every  part  of  the  great  building,  way.     Yesterday  I  received  a  check  from  home, 

but   in  the   heart  of  Father   Barry  there  was  While  down  to  the  village,    I   had  it  cashed, 

turmoil  and  trouble.  After  making  a  few  purchases,   I  had  a  little 

For  four  years  he  had  ruled  over  the  destinies  over  two  dollars  left.  When  I  went  to  bed 
of  Ridgeway.  How  attached  he  had  become  to  last  night,  I  left  it  in  my  clothes,  and  this  morn- 
the  two  hundred  boys  placed  under  his  care!  ing  every  cent  had  disappeared." 
He  had  come  to  look  upon  them  as  his  own  Father  Barry's  brow  clouded  and  he  tightened 
boys.  No  father  ever  manifested  more  solici-  his  lips  as  if  in  deep  thought.  "You  are  sure 
tude  for  his  sons  than  did  Father  Barry  for  the  you  did  not  lose  this  money  on  your  way  from 
lads  of  Ridgeway.  If  a  danger  threatened  their  the  village,  are  you,  Frank?"  he  asked.  "Re- 
welfare,  he  was  active  and  alert  until  it  was  member,  this  is  a  serious  matter." 
removed.  "Before    I    retired,    Father,"   replied   Frank, 

Yet  today   Father  Barry  was  troubled  and  "I  counted  the  money.     Besides,  a  pair  of  gold 

sad.      Among   those   boys    for   whom    he   was  cuff-buttons  has  disappeared  from  my  bureau, 

spending  himself,  he  was  forced  to  admit  that  These  I  put  there  last  night." 

there  was — a  thief!     Try  as  he  would  to  brush  "Well,  Frank,  I  will  look  into  this  matter, 

aside  this  conclusion,  he  knew  in  his  heart  it  was  In  the  meantime,  do"  not  make  it  a  topic  of  gen- 

the    only    solution    of    the    many    complaints  eral  conversation.     By  the  way,  do  you  suspect 

brought  to  him.     When  the  first  few  boys  came  any  of  the  boys?" 

to  him  telling  of  their  losses,  he  was  sure  it  was  "No,  Father,  I  have  no  idea  who  it  can  be. 

only  carelessness  on  their  own  part.     But  now.  We  are  all  watching,  as  there  are  others  who  have 

for  the  last  month  it  was  an  every-day  occurrence  lost  money  and  property." 

to  have  a  lad  report  losses  of  money  or  other  "Very  well,  Frank.     I  will  try  to  adopt  some 

property.     Closely  and  carefully  he  had  watched  plan  for  catching  the  culprit.      Come  in  to  see 

his   boys.      He    had    noticed   the    extravagant  me  tomorrow  morning." 

spenders;     he    had    considered    their    circum-  As  Frank  Worth  left  the  President's  office  he 

stances.      All  his  watchfulness  brought  him  no  almost  ran  into  a  tall,   lanky  fellow  who  was 

nearer  to  a  solution.  hurrying  down  the  corridor. 

So  Father  Barry  paced  up  and  down  the  floor  "Hello,  Tom,  what's  the  big  rush?"  he  asked, 

of  his  office  and  pondered  and  thought.      His  as  the  other  student  passed  him. 

meditation  was  interrupted  by  a  knock  at  his  "I  am  looking  for  my  brother  Willie,  and  I 

door,  and  in  response  to  a  cheery,  "Come  in,"  want  to  find  him  before  supper.     Have  you  seen 

a  lad  about  seventeen  years  old  stepped  into  his  him  anywhere?" 

room.  "No,  I  haven't,  Tom,  but  if  you  go  to  the 

"Good  afternoon,  Frank,"  was  the  pleasant  library  you  will  probably  find  him  there.     He  is 

greeting   given   to  the   lad   by    Father    Barry,  usually  there  reading." 

"What  can  I  do  for  you?"  Tom    Burns    hurried    along,    leaving    Frank, 

"I    am    somewhat   disturbed.    Father,"   said  whose  way  lay  in  the  same  direction,  to  follow 

Frank  Worth,  "by  an  occurrence  of  last  night,  him    more    leisurely.       As    Frank    passed    the 

I  was  talking  with  our  prefect,  Mr.  Ellis,  this  library,  the  door  was  open  and  he  could  hear  an 

morning  and  he  advised  me  to  see  you."  argument  going  on  inside.     Looking  in,  he  saw 


THE    VI  LLANO VAN 


13 


that  it  was  the  Burns  brothers  engaged  in  a  hot 
dispute. 

"  I  don't  care  what  you  want,"  the  little  fellow 
was  saying.  "You  needn't  think  because  you 
are  the  older  that  you  can  boss  me  around. 
I'll  read  as  muclji  as  I  please  and  no  one  will 
stop  me."  ■!> 

"We'll  see  about 'that,"  replied  Tom.  "If 
I  should  happen  to  tell  father  in  my  next  letter 
home  how  much  you  are  sticking  inside  and 
reading  novels,  you  know  what  will  happen. 
The  first  thing  you  know,  your  nerves  will  be 
gone  to  pieces,  and  then  father  will  have  a  few 
things  to  say  to  me  for  not  looking  after  you." 

"All  right.  If  you  want  to  be  a  tattler," 
blubbered  Willie,  "I  will  stop  reading  when  I 
finish  this  book  and  won't  read  another  for  a 
long  while." 

"That's  the  promise  you  make  every  time,but 
you  no  sooner  finish  one  book  than  you  start 
another.  After  you  have  finished  this  book,  if 
I  catch  you  reading  another  within  two  weeks, 
I'll  write  to  father  about  it." 

With  this  warning,  Tom  Burns  left  his  brother 
and  started  for  the  door,  where  Frank  was  still 
standing. 

"You  seem  to  be  having  a  little  trouble  with 
Willie,  Tom,"  said  Frank.  "What's  he  been 
doing  now?" 

"He  is  killing  himself  staying  in  the  house 
devouring  blood -and-thunder  novels.  His 
nerves  are  in  a  bad  state  now." 

"Don't  be  too  hard  on  the  little  fellow,  Tom. 
Why  don't  you  try  to  get  some  of  the  first-year 
boys  to  take  him  down  to  the  field?  Once  he 
gets  interested  in  football,  you'll  have  to  drag 
him  to  any  book  except  the  rule-book." 

Just  then  the  bell  rang  and  the  boys  parted 
to  prepare  for  supper.  The  next  morning 
Frank  remembered  the  engagement  he  had  made 
with  Father  Barry  and  presented  himself  with- 
out delay  at  the  president's  ofifice.  Already 
Father  Barry  was  busy  at  his  desk.  But,  as 
was  his  wont,  he  was  not  too  busy  to  be  of 
assistance  to  his  boys.  After  greeting  Frank  in 
his  usual  cheery  manner,  he  handed  him  a  one- 
dollar  bill. 

"Take  this  money,  Frank,  and  put  it  in  your 
pocket.  It  is  a  marked  bill,  so  as  soon  as  it  dis- 
appears I  want  you  to  notify  me.     In  the  mean- 


time, watch  your  money  and  property  carefully. 
This  case  must  be  cleared  up." 

That  evening,  when  Frank  retired,  he  left 
the  marked  bill  in  his  clothes,  expecting  to  find 
it  gone  in  the  morning.  But  what  was  his  sur- 
prise, on  awakening,  to  find  nothing  disturbed. 
No  other  student  had  made  complaints  either, 
so  they  all  supposed  that  the  trouble  was  over. 

When  the  boys  gathered  together  at  breakfast 
the  next  morning,  Willie  Burns  was  missing. 
Frank,  who  was  interested  in  the  little  fellow 
because  of  his  friendship  with  Tom,  inquired 
about  Willie. 

"He  is  laid  up  in  the  infirmary,"  Tom  replied. 
"Yesterday  he  took  his  book  outside  and  sat 
reading  all  afternoon  on  the  damp  ground.  As 
a  consequence,  he  has  a  bad  cold.  However,  I 
think  he  will  be  around  in  a  few  days.  There 
is  nothing  seriously  wrong." 

Tom's  prediction  proved  true.  In  a  few 
days  Willie  appeared  again,  none  the  worse  for 
his  illness.  Though  his  habit  of  reading  was  not 
entirely  broken,  he  read  much  less  than  form- 
erly. Tom,  therefore,  thought  it  well  to  let  the 
matter  drop. 

Meanwhile  Frank  had  been  leaving  the  marked 
money  in  his  pocket  every  night.  But  each 
morning  he  found  it  just  as  he  left  it.  He 
was  beginning  to  think  that  the  thief  had  ceased 
operations,  when,  on  examining  his  pockets  one 
morning,  he  found  the  bill  gone.  Search  as  he 
would,  no  trace  could  be  found  of  it.  Finally, 
he  decided  that  it  must  have  been  stolen  and 
proceeded  to  the  President's  office  and  reported 
the  matter.  Father  Barry  received  the  in- 
formation quietly,  but  gave  Frank  no  hint  of 
what  his  plans  might  be.  Yet,  on  leaving  him, 
Frank  could  see  from  the  determined  look  on 
the  President's  face  that  something  must  come 
out  of  the  occurrence. 

*         *         *         * 

The  first  bell  for  classes  had  rung.  The  boys 
were  gathering  around  the  supply-room,  pur- 
chasing paper  or  books.  At  the  last  minute, 
Frank  Worth  rushed  up  to  the  door  to  buy 
some  notepaper.  Tom  Burns  was  already  there, 
and  on  the  same  errand.  He  looked  tired  and 
sleepy. 

"Good  morning,  Tom,"  Frank  greeted  him. 


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14  .  THE   VILLANOVAN 

"What's  the  matter?     You  look  all  in,  this  then.     I  marked  this  bill  myself  and  gave  it  to 

morning.     Were  you  out  all  night?"  Frank  Worth.     Last  night  it  disappeared  from 

"To  tell  you  the  truth,"  answered  Tom,  "I  his  pocket.     This  morning  you  passed  it  in  the 

feel  as  if  I  had  been  out  all  night.     I  had  a  bad  supply-room.      Have  you  any  explanation  to 

headache  and  slept  very  little."  make?" 

While  they  were  talking,  Frank  received  his  Tom's  head  began  to  swim,  he  lifted  both 

paper  and  was  about  to  pay  for  it  when  he  dis-  hands  to  his  head,  and  with  a  groan  was  falling 

covered  that  he  had  no  money  with  him.  senseless  to  the  floor  when  he  was  caught  in  the 

"Never  mind,"  said  Tom,  noticing  his  friend's  strong  arms  of  Father  Barry, 
embarrassment,  "I  have  enough  money  with  It  was  some  time  before  Tom  regained  con- 
me  for  both  of  us.  You  can  pay  me  later  on."  sciousness.  Father  Barry  and  the  infirmarian, 
He  drew  a  bill  from  his  pocket  and  paid  for  the  whom  he  had  summoned,  worked  over  the  pros- 
paper,  trate  form  until,  at  last,  Tom's  big  blue  eyes 
*         *        *         *  opened.    But  there  was  a  wild  stare  in  them  and 

That  afternoon  Frank  thought  of  his  debt,  beads    of    perspiration    stood    upon    the    lad's 

He  found  Tom  Burns  on  the  campus,  and  paid  brow.      He  muttered  and  groaned,  but  could 

him  the  money.  give  no  answer  to  Father  Barry's  inquiries.     A 

"How  is  your  headache  now?"  he  asked.  few  boys  were  now  summoned  and  they  took 

"It  is  a  little  better  this  afternoon,  but  I  get  Tom  down  to  the  infirmary.      When  the  doctor 

dizzy  every  once  in  a  while.     I  don't  know  what  arrived,  he  found  that  he  had  been  called  to 

is  wrong  with  me.     I  never  felt  like  this  before."  attend  a  serious  case  of  typhoid  fever.      For 

"  You  had  better  go  over  to  the  infirmary  and  many  days   the  boy   had   been   suffering   and 

see  the  doctor,"  advised  Frank.  fighting,  but  the  shock  occasioned  by  Father 

"I  think  I  will,"  answered  Tom.  Barry's  accusation   caused  a  complete  break- 
Just  then  Tom's  name  rang  out  across  the  down, 
campus  and  a  little  lad  came  running  toward  The  night  brought  no  cessation  of  the  fever, 
the  boys.     It  was  Willie  Burns.  Tom   grew  worse   and   worse.      Father   Barry 

"Tom,  Tom!"  he  cried.      "Where  have  you  visited  him  from  time  to  time  during  the  night, 

been?      I've  been  looking  for  you  the  last  ten  Each  time  he  found  him  delirious.     On  one  visit 

minutes.     Father  Barry  wants  to  see  you  in  his  he  heard  his  own  name  repeated  again  and  again, 

office."  The  affair  was  puzzling.     "What  has  he  on  his 

"All  right,  Willie.     I'll  go  right  over.    So  long,  mind?"  thought  the  president.     "Have  I  made 

Frank.     I'll  see  you  later."     And  Tom  started  a  mistake  in  my  accusation?"      Going  to  his 

for  Father  Barry's  office.  office,  he  picked  up  the  bill  and  examined  it. 

The  president  was  waiting  for  Tom.      That  There  could   be   no   mistake   about   it.      Tom 

he    was   disturbed    there   could    be   no   doubt,  was  the  culprit    and    the    effect  of  discovery 

There  was  a  stern,  sad  look  on  his  face  as  Tom  was  troubling  him  now. 

entered.     No  greetings  were  exchanged.     Step-  The  next  day  Mr.  Ellis  was  surprised  to  receive 

ping  to  his  desk,  he  picked  up  a  one-dollar  bill.  a  visit  from  Father  Barry.     It  was  evident  after 

"  Burns,"  he  started,  "this  morning  you  passed  the  conference  that  the  president  had  given  the 

this  bill  in  the  supply-room.     You  were  so  over-  prefect  some  unusual  instructions.      Mr.   Ellis 

supplied  that  you  also  paid  another  boy's  bill,  pondered  over  his  superior's  strange  conduct, 

Where  did  you  get  this  bill?"  but  could  arrive  at    no  solution.     Tom  Burns' 

Tom's  face   flushed;    his  lips  trembled;     he  condition  was  critical.    The  fever  still  held  sway 

could  scarcely  answer.     He  could  hardly  endure  and  hopes  for  his  recovery  were  scant, 

a  pounding  pain  that  started  in  his  head.  *         *         *         * 

"I  can  hardly  tell  you  that.  Father.     I  don't  Mr.   Ellis  rang  the  bell  for  dormitory.      The 

know.     It  may  be  some  money  that  I  brought  noisy  crowd  of  boys  hurried  up  the  stairs  to 

from  home."  retire.     Soon  all  was  silence  in  the  big  hall,  save 

"Perhaps  I  can  refresh  your  memory  for  you,  for  the  heavy  breathing  of  the  tired  boys  or  an 


THE   VILLANOVAN     p    '^  '■■,  -.— ^1$ 

occasional  whisper  of  some  belated  rogue,  who        "What?     Where  did  he  get  them?     Who  is 

hoped  for  an  opportunity  of  causing  an  uproar,  the  thief?     What's  he  going  to  do  with  him? 

But  after  a^ittle  while,  fatigue  and  the  watchful-  How  did   he  catch  him?"      Frank  was  over- 

ness  of  Mr.  Ellis  conquered  every  other  inclina-  whelmed  with  questions. 

tion  and  pea<^e  reigned  supreme.  "One  at  a  time,"  laughed  Frank.     "I  can't 

Suddenly    all    were    aroused    by    a    piercing  answer  you  all  at  once.     The  thief  has  been' 

shriek,  followed  by  suppressed  sobbing.     The  caught.      Who  he  is,  you  could  never  guess, 

lights  instantly  flashed  on.     Some  of  the  boys.  The  strangest  part  of  it  all  is  that  he  is  not  to  be 

drawing    back    their   curtains,    saw    Mr.    Ellis  punished  or  expelled." 

standing  by  an  open  window,  holding  Willie         "How  is  that?     Tell  us  about  it,"  they  cried. 

Burns  by  the  arm,  while  the  little  lad  trembled  By  this  time  a  crowd  had  gathered  around  Frank, 
and  sobbed    as  if    overcome  by  a  great  fear.         "You  all  heard  that  I  had  some  money  stolen 

Picking  the  boy  up  in  his  arms,  Mr.  Ellis  carried  from  me.    Well,  I  reported  the  matter  to  Father 

him  from  the  dormitory.     Returning  in  a  few  Barry,      He  gave  me  a  bill  marked  with  his 

minutes,  he  restored  order  and  soon  the  boys  initials.      It  was  taken  from  my  pocket  and 

were  soundly  sleeping  again.  passed  in  the  supply-room  by  the  thief.     The 

There  was  a  great  talk  next  morning  about  the  fellow  who  passed  that  bill  is — Tom  Burns!" 
disturbance    in    the   dormitory.      The    general         Looks  of  horror  and  surprise  gathered  on  the 

opinion  was  that  Willie  had  taken  sick  during  faces  of  the  boys.     Tom  Burns  a  thief!    Their 

the  night  and  had  become  frightened  in  the  hero,  their  loyal  friend,  a  mean,  low  fellow!     It 

great,  dark  place.      Of  course,  all  knew  that  could  not  be. 

the  prefect  had  taken  the  little  fellow  out  of         Frank  went  on.     "You  all  know  that  Tom 

the  dormitory;    some  knew  this  because  they  Burns  is  a  thorough  man  and  not  capable  of 

were    awakened    by    the    screaming;     others  anything  low  or  mean.      Furthermore,   I   lost 

learned  it  through  experiences  somewhat  novel  some  jewelry  last  night,  and  Tom  was  sick  in 

to  them.     For  a  large  dormitory,  in  which  are  bed.     The  fellow  who  took  it  was  caught  in  the 

some  as  yet  uninitiated,  and  no  prefect,  present  act.      It   was    not   Tom,    but   Tom's   brother 

a  temptation  too  alluring  for  the  ordinary  col-  Willie." 

lege  boys.      In  those  days,  just  as  today,  boys         "I  see  now,"  said  one  lad,  "how  Tom  came  to 

were  boys,  and  good-humor  and  anticipation  of  pass  the  money." 

days  when  the  new  boys  would  be  the  old  boys  "How,  then,"  retorted  Frank,  "do  you 
eventually  smoothed  out  all  the  ruffled  feelings,  account  for  the  marked  bill?  When  the  hiding- 
Tom  Burns  lay  in  the  infirmary,  unconscious  place  where  Willie  put  all  the  things  was  dis- 
of  all  that  had  transpired.  Day  after  covered,  the  marked  bill  was  there  too." 
day,  Frank  Worth  would  come  to  the  infirmary  "There  must  have  been  two  bills,"  answered 
door  and  inquire  for  his  friend.     It  was  many  one  fellow. 

days  before  he  was  allowed  to  see  him.     Then         "That  is  just  it.     There  were  two  bills.     The 

Tom  had  passed  the  danger  mark.  one  found  in  the  hiding-place  was  marked  by 

One  day  as  Frank  left  the  invalid  and  was  Father  Barry.      He  marked  his  bill  I  B.     The 

passing  the  president's  office.  Father  Barry  called  marks  on  the  other  bill  looked  just  the  same, 

him  in.      His  interview  was  a  long  one,  but,  but  signified  something  very  different.      In  the 

judging  from  the  smile  on  Frank's  face  when  he  banks,  when  money  is  counted,  the  amount  is 

came  out,  it  was  also  pleasant.  marked  on  the  top  bill.     In  this  case  the  number 

He  immediately  sought  a  group  of  his  friends,  was  113.     The  clerk,  careless  in  writing,  wrote 

"How  is  Tom?"  he  was  asked  first.  the  three  so  close  to  the  one  that  it  looked  like 

"Not   very   well    today,    fellows,"    answered  IB, 
Frank.     " But,  say,  I  have  a  great  piece  of  news         "That  clears  Tom,  but  what  about  Willie? 

to  give  you.      Father  Barry  wants  every  boy  Why  is  he  getting  off  so  easily?" 
who  has  lost  money  or  valuables  to  come  to  his         "For  the  very  good  reason,"  replied  Frank, 

office  and  get  them."  "that  he  was  not  responsible.      All  his  thefts 


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were  committed  while  walking  in  his  sleep.  He 
knew  no  more  about  them  than  you  or  I.  He 
is  naturally  a  very  nervous  fellow,  and  his  ex- 
cessive reading  so  affected  his  nerves  that  he 
became  subject  to  nightmare.  The  night  before 
Tom  was  taken  sick,  he  rested  poorly  because 
of  a  severe  headache.  He  saw  Willie  get  up  and 
walk  in  his  sleep.  While  in  delirium,  he  talked 
of  nothing  but  his  innocence  and  Willie's  night- 
mare. 

"Father  Barry  was  surprised  by  Tom's  re- 
peated assertions  that  he  did  not  steal  the 
money.  He  again  examined  the  bill  and  found 
that  the  mark  was  not  his  own.  Then  Mr. 
Ellis,  warned  by  Father  Barry  to  keep  an  eye 
on  Willie,  saw  the  little  fellow  get  up,  take 
something  from  my  pocket,  and  hide  it  behind 


the  lockers  in  the  dormitory.  This  happened 
the  night  we  heard  Willie  scream.  So  you  see, 
there  is  no  thief  among  us." 

Tom  lay  for  a  few  weeks  very  sick,  but  his 
vigorous  constitution  fought  off  the  fever  and 
at  last  he  appeared  again  among  the  boys. 
Willie  learned  his  lesson  and  forsook  his  impru- 
dent reading  for  football.  Needless  to  say,  his 
nervous  condition  was  soon  cured. 

Years  have  passed  since  all  this  took  place  at 
Ridgeway.  Father  Barry  has  gone  to  a  long 
rest.  A  young  priest  now  holds  his  position. 
The  boys  have  heard  and  often  repeat  that 
Father  Tom  Burns  began  his  prep,  course  in  a 
manner  that  augured  well  for  an  unenviable 
career.  But  Father  Burns  appreciates  a  joke, 
even  when  it  is  on  himself. 


The  Researches  of  Cosmogonist 


By  a.  B.  Maxwell,  '18 


A  little  learning  is  a  dangerous  thing; 
Drink  deep  or  taste  not  the  Pierian  spring: 
There  shallow  draught  intoxicate  the  brain, 
And  drinking  largely  sobers  us  again. 


the  student.  Thus  it  is  that  we  follow  the 
judgments  of  others.  But  very  often,  one 
might  observe,  are  we  deceived.  Yes,  but  we 
are  deceived  under  the  guise  of  truth;  we  are 
deceived  by  the  skilled  artifice  of  the  master- 


"^  "T  TE  have  often  heard  it  alleged,  that  the  psychologist 
%/%/  greater  part  of  men  never  think  for 
themselves;  and  that,  like  so  many 
sheep,  they  are  led  hither  and  thither  by  the 
mere  tinkle  of  a  bell.  To  a  certain  extent,  we 
concede  this  animadversion  to  be  true.  But  like 
so  many  of  those  quaint,  pithy  sayings,  old  saws 


But  the  ordinary  man  (and  we  are  all 
ordinary  men)  thinks  a  great  deal  of  the 
problems  of  life;  problems  that  even  some 
have  made  their  life's  study.  The  great 
kingdom  of  God,  the  magnificent  and 
boundless     universe,    is    a    fruitful    source      of 


and  moss-covered  adages,  by  which  one  is  wont  speculation:  the  multitudinous  celestial  bodies; 

to  disconcert  an  opponent,  we  must  needs  dis-  the  abysmal  ocean  depths;    the  beautiful    and 

tinguish ;  we  must  needs  make  use  of  the  proper  marvelous  face  of  the  earth ;  yes,  and  in  a  most 

application,    or    else    those    time-honored    and  intimate  manner,  the  kingdom  of  God  within 

reverenced    epigrammatical    quips    will    either  us.      Though  we  may  ostensibly  be  occupied 

redound  upon  our  own  heads  or  become  mere  with  the  flimsy  and  transitory  shadows  of  life, 

rhetorical   camouflage.  still  we   maintain   that,   deep   in   those   secret 

There  are  many  things,  indeed,  of  which  only  recesses  of  the  human  breast,  great  and  mighty 

the  initiated  have  a  comprehensive  grasp.      In  problems  are  being  raised — problems  that  very 

scientific  matters  and  affairs  that  demand  ex-  often,  indeed,  remain  unsolved;    problems  that 

haustive  research,  we  depend  largely  upon  the  go  to  make  up  the  great  enigma  of  life,  the  solu- 

specialist.     Likewise,  in  political,  in  historical,  tion  of  which  is  only  reached  beyond  the  great 

and  in  literary  issues,  we  respect  the  findings  of  divide.       Nevertheless,    they    are    raised;    and 


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the  effort  is  made  to  solve  them.     The  history  "Ordinances  of  Menu";    those  voluminous  and 

of    the    philosophies    of    men — ^whether    Pre-  marvelous  epics  of  the  Hindus,  the  "Mahab- 

christian  or  Patristic;  whether  of  the  East  or  of  harata"  and  "Ramayana";   and  the  wonderful 

the  West;  of  the  North  or  of  the  South ;  whether  tale  of  Romulus  and  Remus, 

of  the  Indian,  of  the  Persian,  or  of  the  Chinese;  Then    there   is   the   theory   most   commonly 

of  Egypt,  of  Greece,  or  of  Rome — attest  to  this  held  by  philosophers  and  scientists  today,  the 

fact.     No  wonder,  then,  that  Virgil  gave  ecstatic  nebular    hypothesis.       But    our    research    has 

utterance  to —  carried   us  past   these  established   theories,   to 

ones    less  prevalent — to    one,     the     world-egg 

Felix    qui    potuit    rerum     cognoscere    causas  theory    which    obtains    generally    among     the 

Polynesians,      but       also    strongly      prevailed 

It  was  the  consciousness  of  the  inner  unrest,  among  the  Hindus  and     other    peoples   of  the 

no  doubt,  that  occasioned  philosophers  to  desig-  old  world. 

nate  man  as  a  rational  animal.  We  have  every  According  to  the  Sandwich  Islanders,  the 
respect  for  philosophic  phraseology.  But  we  primitive  mass  was  a  vast  ocean.  Upon  this 
find  it  suits  our  mood  and  serves  our  purpose  vast  expanse  of  water,  a  huge  bird  deposited  a 
better  to  depart  from  the  strictly  philosophic  gigantic  egg.  This  first  and  original  egg- 
definition.  In  fact,  upon  second  thought,  we  sandwich  was  the  embryonic  Hawaiian  Islands, 
consider  our  definition  consequent  upon  the  According  to  some,  this  egg  was  in  a  process  of 
Aristotelean.  In  respect  to  this  natural  in-  incubation  for  a  "divine  year."  Each  and 
quisitiveness  (mentioned  above),  we  deem  man  every  one  of  the  three  hundred  and  sixty- 
a  teleological  animal.  In  other  words,  we  con-  five  days  of  this  "divine  year"  was  equal  to 
sider  him  a  perambulating  interrogation  point;  twelve  millions  of  our  years.  Then — the  cos- 
a  walking  question  mark.  mio  egg  broke.      Phew!      From  the  fragments 

Even  when  considered  from  a  psychological,  were  formed  the  heavens,  the  seas,  the  earth, 

rather  than  from  an  epistomological  aspect,  the  and — Hawaii.     We  are  constrained  to  conjecture 

point  at  issue  discovers  manifold  avenues  of  whether  Shakespeare  had  not  mistaken  Denmark 

interest  and  study;  many  cogent  and  conclusive  for  Hawaii. 

arguments:  the  mewling  infant  from  his  vantage  After  mature  and  "eggs-act"  research,  we  dis- 
position of  state,  his  great  high-chair,  gazes  cover  that  this  theory  is  not  so  compelling  as 
with  large  and  wondering  eyes  around  him,  many  eminent  scientists  have  "cracked  it  up" 
wondering  what  all  this  hustle  and  bustle  of  to  be.  But  'way  back  in  the  Ionian  school  we 
life  is  about;  musing,  at  one  time,  over  the  come  upon  a  theory  compounded  by  Thales, 
trinkets  at  his  feet,  and  at  another,  over  the  a  man  endowed  with  great  powers  of  intellect, 
flickering  lights  above  his  head.  With  the  lapse  He  conjectured  that  the  primitive  cosmic  mass 
of  a  few  years  his  delight  has  become  centred  in  was  composed  of  water;  and  that,  consequently, 
the  analysis  of  a  new  baseball,  or  even  in  the  every  living  creature  was  evolved  from  the 
intricacies  of  his  first  watch.  And  so  these  fish.  The  opinion  of  Thales  is  our  opinion, 
teleological  propensities  increase  in  magnitude  But  we  have  not  been  content  with  resting 
and  importance,  from  the  high-chair  even  to  the  altogether  on  the  laurels  of  that  illustrious  sage; 
grave.  we  have  essayed  to  view  our  theory  from  every 

One  of  the  most  important,  if  not  the  most  possible  angle.     Whether  we  viewed  it  from  an 

important  source  of  speculation,  that  has  en-  historical,    from    a    physiological,    or    from    a 

gaged  the  attention  of  men,  is  the  problem  of  philological  standpoint,  the  circumstances  were 

cosmogony,  the  origin  and  source  of  this  world  no  less  remarkable  than  they  were  convincing, 

of  ours.     Various  and  elaborate  have  been  the  The   Noachian  deluge  has  been  to  many   too 

theories  invented.      Even  the  literature  of  the  vast  a  drink  to  swallow.     But  when  the  objec- 

world,  especially  the  most  ancient  and  earliest  tion  has  been  met  with  scientific  scrutiny,  the 

specimens,  contains  grand  epical  cosmogonies,  troubled  waters  of  doubt  have  abated.      The 

We  have  especially  in   mind,   at   present,   the  waters    of      the    great    flood    were     sent    "to 


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destroy  all  flesh."  Even  after  man,  during 
the  course  of  centuries,  had  outgrown 
his  natural  propensity  for  the  deep 
blue  sea,  we  have  instances  where  he 
"got  back  to  his  own  again."  Did  not 
Jonah  return  to  the  primeval  element 
without  experiencing  any  discomfiture?  We 
feel  that  it  must  have  been  this  yearning 
for  the  natural  element  that  constrained 
Omar  Khayyam  to  exclaim — 

"But  fill  me  with  that  old  familiar  juice'* 

Our  physiological  and  ethnological  discoveries 
have,  moreover,  confirmed  our  belief.  It  might 
astound  many  to  know  that  human  blood  has 
been  found,  by  chemical  analysis,  to  contain 
the  identical  basic  elements  of  sea-water.  Yet 
such  is  the  fact.  Moreover,  do  not  the  spider 
and  the  mosquito  bear  a  close  affinity  to  the 
octopus  and  the  sword-fish? 

A  close  and  observant  scrutiny  of  the  lan- 
guages, especially  from  their  notation  and 
conjugation,  discovers,  likewise,  many  striking 
and  cogent  arguments.  In  the  names  of  lan- 
guages and  in  words  pertaining  to  man  himself 
is  a  conclusive  example.  One  will  be  surprised, 
no  doubt,  that  the  syllable  "ish"  in  English, 
Irish,  Polish,  Jewish,  gibberish,  foolish,  ticklish, 
and  yi^iish,  is  nothing  other  than  the  word 
"fish."^PBut,  contrary  to  the  general  opinion, 
this  syllable  is  the  root  of  the  word,  and  not  a 
sufifix.  The  other  syllable  is  the  prefix,  and  only 
gives  the  word  its  specific  application.  You 
might  ask,  "What  becomes  of  the  'f'?"  It  is 
assimilated  into  the  termination  of  the  prefix. 
If  the  process  of  assimilation  is  found  impossible, 
the   "f"  is  then  syncopated,  or  metathesized. 


But  in  the  intensive,  selfish,  wolfish,  etc.,  the 
integrity  of  the  root  is  preserved. 

The  most  cogent  philological  argument,  how- 
ever, is  seen  in  the  word  "anthropopithecus," 
the  name  given  to  the  "missing  link"  in  the  chain 
of  evolution.  No  doubt,  the  student  of  Greek 
will  immediately  perceive  the  etymological  con- 
nection :  anthropos,  a  man ;  and  ithecus  (which 
needs  a  little  elucidation,  however),  a  fish, 
not  an  ape  as  some  lexicographers  would  have  it. 
Anthropopithecus,  the  man-fish,  or  fish-man. 
The  Greek  for  fish  is  icthus.  But  with  a  few 
passes  of  philological  magic  and  under  the 
skilled  knife  of  the  etymological  dissector, 
ithecus  shall  be  transformed  into  icthus.  It 
will  be  observed  at  a  glance,  that  both  words 
contain  the  same  letters,  with  the  addition  of 
"e"  in  ithecus.  This  is  a  parasitic  letter. 
The  logic  for  the  transposition  of  "c"  and  "th" 
will  be  readily  admitted,  if  one  should  attempt 
to  pronounce  the  word  without  any  metathe- 
sization:  anthropopicthus!  How  much  more 
mellifluous  is  anthropicthecus.  Its  significance, 
both  from  its  notation  and  biology,  is  re- 
markable. 

Philological  analysis,  however,  is  not,  as  one 
might  be  constrained  to  believe,  purely  arbi- 
trary. The  mutation  of  a  language  is  a  study 
that  is  at  once  highly  instructive  and  elevating. 
Its  historical  significance  might  be  seen  in  the 
Anglo-Saxon  "cildrn";  in  the  Old  English 
"childre";  and  in  the  modern  "children." 
It  might  even  serve  to  enlighten  us  in  our  en- 
deavors to  trace  man,  not  only  in  his  psycho- 
logical evolution,  but  also  in  his  cosmogonical. 

"Haec  autem — pauca  posuimus  ut  congruere 
nostra  cum  philosophis  doceremus." 


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Elegy  to  Our  Martyred  Heroes 

The  bugle  sounds  the  knell  of  parting  day, 
The  cannons  cease  their  booming  one  by  one, 

The  soldiers  make  their  exit  from  the  fray, 
As  evening  o'er  the  land  its  shroud  has  spun. 

Now  shine  the  moon  and  stars  in  splendor  bright; 

All  Nature  seems  to  rest  in  peaceful  sleep, 
Save  where  the  sentry  stationed  in  the  night. 

Tramps  to  and  fro,  a  ceaseless  watch  to  keep. 

Save  that  on  yonder  field  a  victim  lies. 

Thought  dead,  and  thus  alone  he  fights  off  death. 

Nor  can  he  signal  help  by  shouts  or  cries. 
For  life  is  fleeting  fast  with  every  breath. 

Around  him  on  the  blood-stained  plain  of  war, 
Lie  comrades,  victims  of  Mars'  mighty  power. 

Who  side  by  side  had  fought,  but  fight  no  more, 
For  fell  they  in  a  dread  and  fatal  hour. 

The  bugle-call  loud  sounding  on  the  air. 

The  noise  of  fife  and  drum  or  cannon's  roar, 

The  bursting  shells  no  foe  may  safely  dare. 

Will  rouse  them  up,  will  spur  them  on,  no  more. 

Yet  what  can  stay  the  chilling  hand  of  death? 

Not  all  the  wealth  that  Nature  ever  gave. 
Nor  can  our  skill  recall  the  fleeting  breath, 

"  The  paths  of  glory  lead  but  to  the  grave." 

Nor  dare  ye,  proud  ones,  think  their  lives  ill  spent, 
E'en  though  in  youth  they  left  the  worldly  fray; 

Be  not  their  judge  nor  give  thy  anger  vent, 
For  thoj^,  too,  must  endure  a  judgment  day. 

No  further  seek  their  history  to  reveal, 
But  let  them  rest,  each  in  a  hero's  grave. 

Since  for  the  nation's  cause  they  showed  their  zeal, 
And  gladly  for  that  cause  their  lives  they  gave. 
Francis  A.  Rafferty,  '19. 


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20  THE    VILLANOVAN 

The  Blank  Parchment 

(A  Serial  Story) 

By  John  F.  Burns 

{Concluded) 

CHAPTER  V  not     feeling      very      well,       so       Mary      de- 

.      ,,                      „  cided     to     stay     home     with  her.     The   two 

An  Unwelcome  Guest  ,                 ^  a    1              -ii^z-ti-r 

boys    wanted    to    remain    also,   but    Charlie  s 

STEWART  GRIMES  was  no  sooner  un-  mother  would  not  hear  of  it,  so  to- 
masked  than  Dr.  Grimes,  his  father,  gether  they  set  out  on  foot  for  the  Pearson  man- 
bolted  through  the  parlor  door  to  safety,  sion.  They  purposely  chose  to  walk,  that  they 
After  some  discussion,  Mrs.  Madden  prevailed  might  better  enjoy  the  old  familiar  scenes, 
on  Charlie  and  Frank  to  let  Stewart  go  also.  Nearly  half  the  distance  had  been  traversed, 
The  widow,  after  rehearsing  the  doctor's  story  amid  a  host  of  pleasing  reminiscences,  when 
for  Frank's  benefit,  decided  that  it  was  only  a  from  the  opposite  direction  they  beheld  their 
subterfuge,  aimed  at  holding  their  attention  friend  Eddie  Pearson  approaching, 
downstairs,  while  his  son  was  to  rob  the  house  "I  was  almost  sure  you'd  walk  over,"  he  said, 
above.  The  unexpected  presence  of  Frank,  upon  coming  up  to  them,  "so  I  took  a  chance  on 
however,  had  foiled  this  scheme,  and  the  little  meeting  you.  But  where's  Mary?"  he  added, 
family,  congratulating  itself  on  its  escape,  soon  "Mother's  not  feeling  well,"  replied  Charlie, 
retired    for   the    night.  "so  Mary  stayed  home  with  her." 

The  next  morning  dawned  bright  and  clear  Then,  while  the  three  chums  continued  their 

on  the  Madden  homestead.     The  brightness  of  walk,  Charlie  recounted  the  happenings  of  the 

the  golden  sunrise,  as  it  streamed  through  his  previous    night. 

window,  woke  Frank  from  his  slumbers.  He  "A  thief,  you  say!"  exclaimed  Eddie  when  he 
lay  still  for  a  little  while  before  rising,  listening  had  finished,  "Stewart  Grimes,  a  thief!  And 
to  the  cheerful  twittering  of  robins  and  black-  he's  been  invited  to  this  party,  too!" 
birds  on  the  dewy  lawn  without.  Charlie  had  "Easy  there!"  suddenly  whispered  Frank, 
preceded  him  downstairs,  and  when  Frank  him-  "There  he  is  right  ahead  of  us!"  And  not  more 
self  descended  later  on  to  the  cosy  dining-room,  than  a  few  steps  away,  advancing  along  a  side- 
he  found  the  little  family  gathered  around  the  path,  they  beheld  the  doctor's  son.  But  what 
breakfast-table.  a    transformation    in    his    appearance!       Not 

"Good  morning,  Frank,"  was  their  simulta-  shamefaced,  not  subdued,  as  was  to  be  expected, 

neous  greeting.     Then  Mary,  who  had  just  been  but  smiling,  erect  and  self-confident,  nay,  even 

informed  of  the  preceding  night's  episode,  con-  familiar  in  his  address,  he  approached  the  little 

tinued   pleasantly,  group. 

"We  thought  maybe  you'd  want  to  sleep  late  "Hello,  boys!"  he  began.     "Say,  wasn't  that 

this  nice  April  morning,  to  get  rested  up  after  some  joke  last  night,  though?      Too  bad  you 

your    strenuous   night.     That's  why  we  didn't  weren't  there,  Eddie.     It  certainly  was  great." 

call  you."  Then  he  added,   "The  only  trouble  is,  Frank 

"There    aren't    any    'May'    bees    in    April,  took   me   seriously." 

Mary,"  he  said  cheerily,  as  he  took  his  place  "This  display  of  superhuman  nerve,"  as  Frank 

next  to  her  at  the  table.  afterward  called  it,  was  too  much  for  Charlie. 

The  conversation  then  turned  upon  the  party  With  no  gentle  purpose  in  mind,  he  advanced 

that  was  arranged  for  that  evening  at  Pearsons',  upon  Grimes,  and  it  was  only  the  sudden  ap- 

and  throughout  the  day  the  same  topic  was  proach   of   another   group   of  party-goers   that 

continually    discussed.      When    the    longed-for  saved  the  latter  from  a  sound  trouncing.     The 

hour  drew    near,  however,    Mrs.  Madden   was  three  lads,  perceiving  the  newcomers,  put  a  good 


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face  upon  the  matter,  and  continued  oh  their  on  Mary's  account).     He  could  not  brook  even 

way.     And  Grimes,    by  no  means  nonplussed,  the  shadow  of  disgrace  in  connection  with  the 

had    the    unmitigated    nerve    to    follow    them,  name  of  one  so  dear  to  him.     And  despite  his 

Upon  their  arrival  at  Eddie's  house,  his  sister  assurance  of  Dr.  Grimes'  untrustworthiness,  the 

Bess,  who  had  long  been  waiting,  took  imme-  accusations  against  the  Maddens  preyed  upon 

diate  and  sole  possession  of  Frank.      Charlie,  his   mind.      Consequently,    he   sought  out   his 

who  had  been  watching  just  for  this,  laughed  and  father,  and,  after  a  brief  recital  of  the  case,  in 

said,  which  he  laid  particular  emphasis  on  the  charges 

"Better    be    careful,    Bess,    when    Frank    is  preferred   against   Mr.    Madden,   he   asked   his 

around.     He's  a  pretty  dangerous  man."     Just  opinion  of  the  affair,  saying, 

then  Grimes  joined  the  group.     Charlie  seized  "I  don't  think  the  father  of  a  family  like  the 

his  opportunity.      "That  is,  he's  dangerous  to  Maddens  could  be  capable  of  the  crime  alleged, 

housebreakers,    thieves,    and    the    like.       Isn't  do  you,  father?" 

that  so.  Grimes?     Tell  Miss  Pearson  about  the  Mr.  Pearson,  however,  although  he  appeared 

joke  you  played  last  night — how,  in  the  dead  of  extremely  interested,  simply  leaned  back  in  his 

the  night,  you  sneaked  into  Frank's  room,  just  chair,  and,  instead  of  replying,  remained  for  a 

pretending  to  be  a  thief,  you  know,  and — ha!  long  time  buried  in  thought.     Finally  he  spoke, 

ha! — how  Frank  caught  you  there,  knocked  you  but    his   words   bore   no   apparent   relation   to 

down  the  stairs,  and  threw  you  out  of  the  house.  Eddie's  query. 

And  you  were  only  joking,  too,  with  those  papers  "  No,"  he  said  musingly,  "  it  can't  have  any 
in  his  valise.  And — ha!  ha!  ha! — you'll  have  to  connection  with  the  Maddens  of  Castleton, 
excuse  my  laughing.  Grimes,  but  I  can't  help  I've  approached  the  subject  many  times,  and 
it.  Really,  I  can't!  You  looked  so  funny,  you  as  skillfully  as  I  could,  but  Mrs.  Madden  always 
know,  when  Frank  dragged  you  into  the  parlor  avoids  the  least  mention  of  her  husband.  Be- 
by  the  neck,  and  pulled  off  your  mask.     That  sides,  where  is  the  letter?" 

burglary  scheme  did  turn  out  to  be  a  joke  after  Here  Charlie,  his  curiosity  aroused,  inter- 
all."     Charlie  could  not  go  further,  for  by  this  rupted. 

time  both  he  and  his  little  group  of  auditors  "Pardon  me,  father,"  he  said,  "but  what  do 

were  fairly  convulsed  with  laughter.     Through  you  mean  by  'it'?     Is  it  the  forgery  charge?" 

it  all,     however,    the  discomfited  Grimes  was  "No,"  replied  Mr.  Pearson,  "it  isn't."     And 

inwardly  writhing  with  mortification  and  rage,  he  went  on  to  explain  how,  a  long  time  ago,  a 

Still,  by  pressure  of  circumstances,  he  had  to  put  sealed  packet,  contents  unknown,  was  sent  to 

up  with  this  ridicule,  and,  at  the  same  time,  try  him  from  abroad.     He  was  to  open  it  only  upon 

to  cloak  his  feelings  under  a  sickly  smile.     No  the  receipt  of  a  letter  so  authorizing  him,  writ- 

sooner  was  he  alone,  however,  than  the  smile  ten  by  the  sender  (whose  name  happened  to  be 

disappeared,  his  face  hardened,  and   he  swore  Madden)  to  his  wife.     Moreover,  thi§  letter  had 

revenge.  to  coincide  with  the  duplicate  pinned  to  the 

"I'll  pay  him  back!"  he  muttered.      "Just  packet, 

wait  till  he  tries  to  enter  the  seminary.     We'll  "And  to  this  day,"  continued  Mr.  Pearson, 

see  then  who'll  do  the  laughing."  "the  packet  remains  sealed  up,  for  the  letter 

I  was  to  await  never  arrived." 

CHAPTER  VI  There  was  a  long  pause  after  this.      Finally 

No  Verdict  ^^?i?P°*^^-  u                 -u-,-       u       u    ..  . , 

There  is,  then,  a  possibility  that  the  Madden 

In  the  meantime,  the  party  was  progressing  who  sent  you  the  packet  may  be  Charlie  Mad- 

with    great    merriment    and    success.       Eddie  den's  father,  isn't  there?" 

Pearson,  however,  could  not  find  in  it  his  wonted  "Yes,"  replied  the  lawyer,  "there  is.     And, 

pleasure.      It   seems   that    Dr.   Grimes'    story,  if  you're  inclined  to  believe  Dr.  Grimes'  story, 

which  he  had  heard  from  Charlie  Madden,  had  there  is  also  a  possibility  that  Charlie's  father  is 

affected  him  very  deeply  (principally,  no  doubt,     a "     But  he  would  not  finish  the  sentence. 


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"Better  leave  the  contents  of  that  packet  alone, 
son,"  he  went  on,  "and  trust  that  the  letter 
authorizing  their  investigation  may  never  come 
to  light." 

"What!"  exclaimed  Charlie.  "You  don't 
mean  to  imply  that  the  packet  may  contain 
€vidence  of " 

"I  don't  like  to  say  it,  my  son,"  interrupted 
Mr.  Pearson,  "but  that  packet  may  prove  that 
Charlie  and  Mary  Madden  are  the  children  of  a 
criminal,  and,  on  the  other  hand,  it  may  not." 

This  was  too  much  for  Eddie.  "It  can't  be 
true,  father,"  he  said.  "But  even  if  it  is,  what 
difference  does  it  make?"  he  added,  thinking 
of  Mary,  and  trying  to  combat  the  unwelcome 
thoughts  that  were  crowding  upon  him.  "The 
Maddens  can't  help  what  their  father  may  have 
done." 

"Their  father  may  not  have  done  anything," 
rejoined  Mr.  Pearson.  And  this  was  all  the 
reply  he  vouchsafed,  for  he  knew  the  world  and 
its  maxims.  Eddie's  love  for  Mary,  however, 
together  with  his  friendship  for  Charlie  and  Mrs. 
Madden,  made  him  ready  to  grasp  at  any  chance 
at  all  that  might  free  their  name  from  even  the 
shadow  of  shame.  He  broached,  therefore,  an 
idea  that  occurred  to  him. 

"Father,"  he  said,  "your  instructions  regard 
only  the  packet.  Why  can't  you  examine  the 
signature  of  the  letter  attached  to  it?  I'll  get 
a  chance  some  way  to  compare  it  with  the  sig- 
nature of  Charlie's  father.  There  are  lots  of  his 
books  in  their  house.  If  the  signatures  are  not 
the  same,  then  the  Maddens'  name  will  be  free 
from  suspicion." 

"But,"  said  Mr.  Pearson,  "if  the  signatures  do 
agree — " 

Before  he  could  finish,  however,  Bess,  with 
flashing  eyes,  her  face  inflamed,  and  her  bosom 
heaving  with  some  overwrought  emotion,  burst 
unceremoniously  into  the  room. 

"Why,  Bess!"  exclaimed  her  father,  coming 
toward  her  in  surprise  and  alarm.  "What's  the 
matter?" 

"That  man  Grimes!"  she  said.  "The  nerve 
of  him!"  And  she  stamped  her  foot. 

"Grimes!  What  about  him?"  cried  Eddie. 
"If  he — "  but  his  sister  interrupted. 

"He  just  told  me,  right  out  there  in  the 
garden,  that  Frank  Masterson's  father  was  a 


criminal — -a  thief,  mind  you,  and  a  forger,  too! 
But  I  don't  believe  it!"  she  added.  "And  I 
won't  believe  it!  And  I  don't  care  even  if  it's 
true !  So  there ! ' '  And  her  indignation  gave  way 
to  tears. 

"Did Frank  hear  him  say  that?"  asked  Eddie. 

"No,"  she  replied.  "Frank  and  Charlie  were 
called  home  shortly  before  it  happened.  Mrs. 
Madden  is  sick." 

When  Bess  had  finished,  her  father  and 
brother  sat  down  in  the  greatest  surprise  and 
perplexity.  Here  was  the  case  as  it  appeared 
to  the  mind  of  the  lawyer. 

Frank  Masterson's  father  was  a  forger  and  a 
thief — attestant  to  this,  Stewart  Grimes. 

Charlie  Madden's  father  was  a  forger  and  a 
thief — attestant  to  this,  the  father  of  Stewart 
Grimes. 

What  could  it  all  mean?  The  same  question 
leaped  to  the  mind  of  his  son. 

In  the  meantime,  Bess  had  somewhat  re- 
covered herself,  and,  feeling  hurt  because  her 
father  and  brother  did  not  instantly  and  indig- 
nantly repudiate  an  accusation  fraught  with 
such  grave  consequences  to  her  friend  Frank, 
she  said  rather  petulantly, 

"Well,  what  do  you  two  think  about  it?" 

"I  hope,"  replied  Mr.  Pearson,  "that  there  is 
not  a  grain  of  truth  in  it.  But  listen,  Bess," 
and  he  told  her  the  story  of  Charlie  Madden's 
father,  mentioning  also  the  packet  he  had  re- 
ceived. 

"What!"  cried  his  daughter.  "Charlie's 
father  a  criminal  too!  Impossible!  Those 
Grimes  are — "  but  she  restrained  herself. 

"I  hope  so,"  rejoined  the  lawyer.  "And  we 
were  just  going  to  make  sure,  when  you 
came  in.  We  were  going  to  find  out  whose 
signature  is  affixed  to  the  letter  that  accom- 
panies the   packet." 

"Good!"  said  Bess.  "I  see  your  plan.  And 
if  the  signature  doesn't  belong  to  Charlie's 
father,  then  Dr.  Grimes  lied  about  his  being  a 
criminal.  And,"  she  continued,  "if  he  lied,  the 
chances  are  his  son  lied  also,  about  Frank's 
father." 

Then  the  lawyer,  with  his  two  children 
anxiously  watching,  turned  the  combination 
lock  of  the  big  safe.  In  a  moment,  the  massive 
door  swung  back.     Mr.  Pearson  reached  away 


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in,  and  brought  out  a  bulging  packet  about 
twelve  inches  long  by  four  wide,  and  wrapped 
in  brown  paper.  He  turned  it  over,  to  look  for 
the  all-important  letter,  and  it  was  not  gone 
(as  perhaps  a  "real  good  story"  would  have  had 
it).  No.  There  it  was,  right  before  them,  in 
a  long  white  envelope,  somewhat  colored  with 
age. 

"Open  it  up,"  said  Charlie  impatiently,  as 
Mr.  Pearson  tried  to  tease  them  by  purposely 
taking  his  time.  But,  to  tell  the  truth,  he  was 
no  less  anxious  than  they,  as  to  the  outcome 
of  his  investigation.  So  he  detached  the  letter 
from  the  packet,  broke  the  seal,  and  then,  as  a 
sudden  thought  entered  his  mind,  he  paused. 

"My  children,"  he  said  solemnly,  "reflect. 
This  letter  may  indeed  be  for  each  of  you  a 
source  of  very  great  happiness.  For  you,  Bess, 
it  may  establish  Frank  Masterson's  good  name. 
And  for  you,  Eddie,  it  may  clear  away  every 
shadow  of  shame  from  the  family  of  Mary  Mad- 
den. But,"  and  he  paused,  "on  the  other  hand, 
it  may  prove  that  a  terrible  cloud  of  ignominy 
hangs  over  the  dearest  friend  that  each  of  you 
has  on  this  earth.  Now,  if  I  do  not  read  the 
letter,  these  friends  so  dear  to  you  will  at  least 
have  the  benefit  of  a  doubt.  But  if  I  do  read 
it — who  knows  the  result?  Think  well,  there- 
fore, before  replying.  Shall  I  read  it  or  not?" 
The  grave  consequences  that  these  solemn 
words  laid  bare,cauused  the  two  to  hesitate. 

"What  if  the  worst  should  be  realized?"  said 
Bess. 

"Impossible!"  replied  her  brother.  "And 
even  if  it  should  be,  the  truth  is  bound  to  come 
out  sooner  or  later,  anyhow,  now  that  Grimes 
has  spoken."  Then,  with  one  accord,  they  gave 
their  decision:    "Read  it,  father." 

"Very  well,"  replied  Mr.  Pearson.  And  he 
drew  from  the  envelope  a  piece  of  heavy  parch- 
ment. 

"Come,"  he  said,  before  unfolding  it,  "one 
on  each  side  of  me.  We'll  see  it  together." 
Then,  slowly  he  opened  the  letter  out  upon  the 
desk  before  them,  and  the  three  beheld — a 
blank  page! 

There  was  a  long  pause. 

"We  know  nothing  more  than  we  did  before," 
said  Mr.  Pearson,  finally,  and,  replacing  every- 
thing in  the  safe,  he  continued,  "Let  not  a  word 


<  of  this  thing  pass  your  lips.     The  future  will 
bring  its  own  developments." 

CHAPTER  VII 


The  Rosary 


} 


In  the  course  of  the  evening,  Char%!,  and 
Frank  received  word,  as  the  reader  already 
knows,  of  Mrs.  Madden's  sudden  indisposition. 
Accordingly,  they  had  departed  immiediately  for 
Charlie's  home.  Upon  their  arrival,  however, 
they  found  that  nothing  really  serious  had 
occurred.  It  seems  that  Mrs.  Madden's  strug- 
gle between  incredulity  and  belief  in  regard  to 
the  possible  restoration  of  her  long-lost  son  had 
been  too  much  for  her.  For  a  time,  therefore, 
she  had  succumbed  under  the  ordeal.  Mary, 
who  met  the  two  boys  hurrying  up  the  front 
steps,  was  able  to  assure  them  that  everything 
was  now  all  right,  and  that  Mrs.  Madden's 
weakness  was  only  momentary. 

"But  Where's  Eddie?"  she  added.  "Why 
didn't  you  bring  him  with  you?" 

"Oho!"  said  Charlie.  "So  that's  why  you 
trumped  up  this  story  about  mother  being  sick, 
eh?  You  couldn't  go  to  see  him  yourself,  so  you 
thought  you'd  get  him  over  here  with  this  story 
about  mother."  Relenting,  however,  and  feel- 
ing sorry  for  her  disappointment,  he  added, 
"Well,  we  would  have  brought  him  with  us,  sis, 
all  right,  only  we  left  in  such  a  hurry,  and  we 
didn't  see  him  around." 

By  that  time  they  had  entered  the  house,  and 
after  a  few  words  with  Mrs.  Madden,  all  retired 
for  the  night. 

Early  the  next  morning,  Eddie  Pearson  came 
over,  ostensibly  to  see  Charlie's  mother.  But 
somehow,  he  spent  most  of  the  time  with  Mary. 
Frank  tried  to  get  Charlie  out  to  see  some  friends, 
but  the  latter,  "mirabile  dictu,"  was  not  feeling 
"social."  In  fact,  his  usually  buoyant  spirits 
had  given  way  to  depression,  and  he  was  very 
quiet  all  day.  His  sister,  who  was  quick  to  note 
the  change,  surmised  that  something  was  prey- 
ing on  his  mind,  but  said  nothing.  She  knew 
her  brother,  and  that,  sooner  or  later,  he  would 
tell  her  the  trouble.  And  she  was  right.  Sup- 
per had  long  since  been  over.  Eddie  was  gone 
and  Frank  was  still  away.  Then  while  Mrs. 
Madden  slept,  Mary,  who  knew  that  Charlie 


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would  choose  the  quiet  evening  hours  in  which  to 
speak  to  her,  went  out  on  the  porch,  thinking 
to  find  him  there.  But  she  was  disappointed. 
And  for  a  long  time  she  sat  there  alone,  watch- 
ing the  twinkling  stars,  before  her  brother 
opened  the  front  door. 

They  talked  together  for  awhile,  then  Charlie 
stood  up. 

"Come  on  for  a  walk  in  the  garden,  sis,"  he 
said.  "It's  nice  out  tonight."  And  in  silence 
she  accompanied  him,  her  hand  resting  lightly 
in  his,  in  token  of  her  unspoken  sympathy. 

They  traversed  thus  the  full  length  of  the 
straight  garden  path,  which  was  terminated  by 
a  large  weeping  willow',  against  whose  trunk  was 
built  a  rough  settee.  Here  they  stopped  and 
sat  for  a  while  without  speaking. 

"Listen,  Mary,"  said  Charlie,  all  at  once. 
"  I  want  you  to  pray  for  me."  His  sister  started. 
When  Charlie  called  her,  not  sis,  but  Mary, 
there  surely  was  something  very,  very  serious 
on  his  mind.  So  she  kept  still,  waiting  for  him 
to  proceed.  In  a  few  moments,  he  began:  "That 
remark  you  made  the  other  day  about  my  not 
going  very  often  to  church  meant  more  than 
you  then  supposed."  He  paused  again,  finding 
it  difficult,  apparently,  to  continue.  Finally 
he  went  on:  "You  know,  mother  thinks  I  have 
a  vocation,  and  it  will  almost  break  her  heart 
if  I  don't  go  to  the  seminary." 

"Charlie!"  exclaimed  his  sister,  as  his  meaning 
dawned  upon  her.     "You  don't  mean — " 

"Yes,  I  do,"  he  broke  in,  and  it  wrung  his 
heart  to  say  it.  "Poor  mother!"  he  added. 
Then,  speaking  hurriedly,  he  continued:  "Yes, 
I've  been  worrying  about  this  thing  for  a  long 
time,  Mary,  although  I  never  showed  it." 
His  voice  changed.  "Why  should  I  be  a  priest, 
anyway?"  he  said.  "I'm  no  better  than  any- 
body else— not  half  as  good  as  Frank  is."  Here 
Mary  would  have  spoken,  but  he  prevented  her. 
"I  know  what  your  answer  to  this  will  be," 
he  said  quickly,  "but  I  have  other  reasons, 
too — reasons  which  I  don't  think  you  can  ex- 
plain away."  And  he  went  on:  "Naturally, 
I've  been  reading  a  lot  of  books  lately,  about 
vocation,  and  there  is  one  thing  I  noticed  in 
every  one  of  them.  It  is  this:  If  God  wants  a 
man  to  be  a  spriest.  He  will  supply  all  that  is 
necessary  to  this  end.     Now,  for  me,  there  are 


many  things  needed."  After  pausing  for  a  mo- 
ment, he  continued  slowly.  "Mary,"  he  said, 
"the  night  that  Dr.  Grimes  was  here,  I  dis- 
covered that  I  lacked  two  requisites,"  once 
more  he  paused,  "financial  means — and — and  a 
fair  name." 

At  this  Mary  grasped  his  arm,  and  gazed  hard 
into  his   face. 

"A  fair  name!"  she  exclaimed.  "Do  you 
realize  what  you  are  saying,  Charlie?" 

"Yes,"  he  replied,  almost  in  tears.  "I  do. 
Mother  herself  told  me."  And  then,  with  beat- 
ing heart  and  mind  perturbed,  Mary  heard,  for 
the  first  time,  the  story  of  her  father. 

"And  it  was  this  Dr.  Grimes  who  accused  our 
father?"   she  said. 

"Yes,"  he  replied.  "And  do  you  know,  as 
I  was  leaving  Pearsons'  last  night  to  come  here, 
his  son  Stewart  whispered  something  into  my 
ear." 

"What  did  he  say?"  asked  Mary. 

"He  said  that  no  son  of  a  forger  would  enter 
the  seminary  when  just  a  word  from  him  would 
stop  it:' 

The  two  sat  still  for  a  long  time  after  this, 
in  the  semi-darkness.  The  moon  had  not  yet 
risen,  but  a  multitude  of  starry  lamps,  shedding 
their  soft  light  over  the  garden,  partly  dispelled 
the  gloom  of  night,  and  rendered  the  forms  and 
faces  of  the  two  j  ust  dimly  visible  to  each  other. 
And  all  the  while  that  mysterious  charm  that 
every  orre  has  experienced  in  the  contemplation 
of  a  beautiful^  starlit  night,  was  slowly  creeping 
over  them,  though  they  perceived  it  not.  After 
a  little,  Charlie  continued:  "About  this  finan- 
cial requisite — you  know,  mother  says  she's 
afraid  neither  of  us  can  return  to  school,  because 
her  money  is  dwindling  fast.  And  even  if  she  did 
manage  to  send  me  alone,  what's  to  become  of 
her  and  of  you  by  yourselves?"  There  was 
another  pause,  and  even  yet,  Mary,  who  up  to 
this  time  had  uttered  scarcely  a  word,  was  too 
much  overcome  to  speak.  So  once  again,  with 
a  long,  preliminary  sigh,  as  if  the  matter  were 
settled  once  for  all,  Charlie  broke  the  silence 
which  followed: 

"Yes,  Mary,  I  think  the  Lord  has  spoken, 
and  I'm  afraid  He  doesn't  want  me."  And, 
leaning  forward,  supporting  his  elbows  on  his 
knees,  he  rested  his  chin  in  his  hands.      And 


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there  he  sat,  a  picture  of  dejection,  as  he  gazed  prayer  for  a  long  time,  and  maybe  these  worries 

along  the  garden  path  toward  the  house.     And  are  my  punishment." 

as  he  looked,  the  pale  moon  peeped  over  the  "All  right,  Charlie,  and  don't  forget  father," 

black  outline  of  the  roof,  and  her  silvery  beams  she  replied. 

seemed  to  cast  a  spell  over  the  place.     Brother  And  there,  in  the  quiet  and  beautiful  night, 

and  sister  both  watched  with  awe  as  the  beauti-  the  two  knelt  down  side  by  sideat  the  end  of  the 

ful  radiant  orb  grew  larger  and  larger.  little  path.     And  a  touching  scene  they  made. 

"It's    an    omen'  of    rising    hope,    Charlie,"  The  moonlight  shone  full  upon  them,  in  their 

whispered  his  sister,  speaking  almost  for  the  first  kneeling  and  prayerful   posture,   imparting  an 

time.     And,  putting  her  arm  around  his  should-  angelic    character    to     their     upturned    faces, 

ers,  she  leaned  forward  with  her  head  close  to  his  Now  and  then  the  light  glinted  from  the  medals 

own  and  went  on :  and  crosses  of  their  rosaries,  as  the  beads  slippped 

"  Don't  say  that  God  has  spoken  yet,  Charlie,  around.    And  all  the  while,  soft  and  low  through 

— I  mean  finally.     There's  lots  of  time  between  the  stilly  night,   ran  the  subdued  murmur  of 

now  and  the  next  September,  and  who  knows  their  prayer.    The  last  word  had  just  died  away, 

what  will  happen  before  then?"      She  paused  when,  in  sweet  disturbance  of  the  lovely  night, 

a   moment  to  gather  her  thoughts,   and  then  the  mellow  tones  of  a  distant  convent  bell  came 

continued:  faintly  floating  on  the  quiet  air. 

"Wasn't  there  something  in  those  books  you  "Another  omen,"  said  Charlie.     "Our  prayers 

were  reading,  about  trust  in  God?    Leave  it  all  are  ascending  together  with  those  of  the  gentle 

in  His  hands  for  a  while,  Charlie.     You  know,  nuns.      Surely   they   will    be   answered    now." 

mother  and  I  are  praying  for  you  every  day.  And,   rising,   they  walked   back   arm   in   arm, 

and  I  am  sure  God  will  hear  us.     So  you  see,  entering  the  house  and  parting  at  their  mother's 

sooner  or  later,   everything  is  bound  to  turn  door. 

out  all  right.     Only,  don't  do  any  deciding  yet."  "Good   night,    Mary,"   said    Charlie.      And, 

She  paused  once  more  before  continuing.     "  Be-  bending  down,  he  kissed  her  lightly  as  she  stood 

sides,  even  if  God  doesn't  want  you  to  be  a  with  her  hand  on  the  knob. 

priest,  you  needn't  be  afraid  to  come  back  to  "Good  night,  Charlie,"  she  replied.     And  they 

Another  and  to  me,"  she  said,  speaking  more  separated. 

softly,  and  with  a  light  pressure  of  her  arm. 

"You  will  always  be  the  same  to  us,  Charlie."  CHAPTER  VHI 

Mary's    kindness   and   sympathy   came   like  „                       t- 

t,  1      /  ^u    u     ^    ^      ui  J  u  ^       u           A  Poetry  and  Facts 
balm  to  the  boy  s  troubled  heart.       Her  words 

showed    him    the    folly    of    premature    worry.  The  few  remaining  days  of  vacation  passed 

and,  for  a  time  at  least,  he  was  at  peace.  without    further    excitement,    and    finally    the 

"You're  all  right,  Mary,"  he  said  at  length,  morning  of  departure  arrived.      The  Pearsons 

"and  this  isn't  the  first  difficulty  you've  helped  and  Maddens,  accompanied  by  Frank,  met  at 

me  out  of,  either."  the  Castleton  station,  just  in  time  to  catch  the 

By  this  time,  the  moon  had  risen  just  above  train, 

the  roof  of  the  house.     Her  soft,  silvery  light  "Good-bye,  mother.     Good-bye,  Mary,"  said 

shrouded  the    garden  in  a  radiance  pale    and  Charlie,  for  the  last  time.      And  as  his  sister 

beautiful.      For  some  time  the  two  remained  walked  with  him  to  the  steps  of  the  car,   he 

in  the  same  posture,  silently  watching,   while  whispered : 

the  place  became  wrapped  in  ecstasy,  as  it  were,  "Don't  forget  the  night  in  the  garden,  Mary, 

before  the  beauteous  serenity  of  Nature.      Fi-  and  keep  on  praying  that  father's  name  will  be 

nally,  Charlie  broke  the  spell.  cleared."      Just  then  Frank,  who  had  lingered 

"It  makes  you  feel  like  praying,  to  be  in  a  with  Bessie  Pearson  up  to  the  last  minute,  came 

scene  like  this,"  and,  looking  at  her,  he  added,  along. 

"Let's  say  the  rosary,  Mary — the  way  we  used  "Solong,  Mary,"  he  said. 

to  when  we  were  little.     I  haven't  really  said  a  "Good-bye,  brother  Frank,"  she  replied. 


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And  the  train  began  to  move.  In  a  few  hours 
they  were  back  at  Newville,  and  the  old  routine 
of  college  life  was  resumed.  One  afternoon,  a 
few  weeks  after,  Charlie  and  Frank  were  sitting 
in  their  room,  talking  over  the  story  told  by  Dr. 
Grimes,  when  all  at  once  Frank  jumped  to  his 
feet. 

"Say,  Charlie,  we've  got  Chemical  Laboratory 
this  afternoon,"  he  exclaimed. 

"Gee,  that's  right!  We're  late  now,"  replied 
the  latter.  And,  snatching  their  books,  the  two 
hurried  to  the  laboratory. 

"Well,  we're  ahead  of  Eddie  Pearson,  any- 
how," said  Frank,  as  they  began  their  experi- 
ments. It  was  nearly  another  half -hour  before 
Eddie  finally  bustled  in.  He  gave  some  excuse 
to  the  professor  and  then  took  his  place  beside 
Charlie  and  Frank. 

"What  kept  yoii  so  late,  Eddie?"  asked  the 
latter. 

"Why,  you  did,"  he  replied. 

"I  did!"  exclaimed  Frank,  in  surprise. 

"  Yes,  you  and  your  old  poem.  It  was  late  for 
the  last  issue  of  the  magazine,  and  I  half- 
believe  you  didn't  give  it  to  me  yet.  It's  not 
up  in  my  room,  for  I  spent  all  this  time  looking 
for  it.  That's  what  kept  me  late.  I  don't 
know  what  I'm  going  to  do  about  it,  either. 
Everything  has  to  go  to  the  printing  office  to- 
morrow morning."  Then  he  added,  "Are  you 
sure  you  gave  it  to  me,  Frank?" 

"Why,  no!     It's  up  in  my  desk." 

"Up  in  your  desk!  What's  it  doing  up  there? 
Go  up  and  get  it,"  said  Eddie. 

"I'll  get  it  if  you  want  it,"  replied  Frank, 
"but  you'l  have  to  figure  out  the  corrections 
for  yourself.     I  didn't  re-write  it." 

"I  guess  I  can  read  your  writing,"  said  Eddie. 
And  Frank,  receiving  the  necessary  permission, 
went  to  his  room  and  soon  returned  with  the 
poem. 

"Thanks,"  said  Eddie,  and,  spreading  it  out 
cautiously  under  cover  of  his  chemical  apparatus 
so  the  professor  wouldn't  notice  it,  he  added, 
"Now  read  it,  so  I'll  be  sure  of  everything," 

But  just  then  Frank  was  called  away  to 
receive  instructions  concerning  a  new  experi- 
ment. When  he  returned,  both  the  poem  and 
Eddie  were  gone! 


"That's  funny,"  said  Frank.  "I  wonder 
where — "  but  Charlie  interrupted  him. 

"Say,  you  must  have  had  some  pretty  good 
stuff  in  that  poem." 

"How  do  you  make  that  out?"  asked  Frank. 
"Why,  just  after  you  left,  I  happened  to  look 
up  at  Eddie,  and  there  he  was,  bending  over  that 
paper  and  squinting  at  it  as  if  he  never  saw 
anything  like  it  before.  He  read  it  once,  and 
he  read  it  again,  and  then  all  of  a  sudden  he 
turned  to  me. 

"Charlie,"  he  said,  "do  you  remember  those 
seven  wonders  of  the  world  we  were  talking 
about?  Well,  this  beats  the  whole  seven." 
And,  without  even  a  word  to  the  professor,  he 
walked  out. 

"H'm!"  said  Frank.  "That  position  of  being 
editor  has  gotten  on  Eddie's  brain,  I'm  think- 
ing." After  that,  the  two  went  on  with  their 
work,  and  during  the  rest  of  that  day,  nothing 
more  was  seen  of  Eddie  Pearson.  But  the  next 
afternoon,  while  Frank  was  in  his  room,  dressing 
for  baseball  practice,  Charlie  walked  in. 

"Say,  Frank,"  he  began,  "it's  mighty  funny 
where  Eddie's  gone.  No  one  has  seen  him  since 
he  left  the  lab.  yesterday  afternoon." 

"Didn't  I  tell  you  that  magazine  is  affecting 
his  brain?"  returned  Frank.  "I'll  bet  you  he 
has  gone  off  to  ask  his  father  to  start  a  news- 
paper, and  make  him  editor."  And  then,  in  a 
more  serious  voice,  he  went  on:  "It  does  look 
pretty  strange,  though,  the  way  he's  disap- 
peared." 

At  that  moment  there  was  a  knock,  and  the 
two  friends  started  back  in  Surprise,  as  Exidie 
Pearson  himself  suddenly  appeared  in  the  door- 
way. Strange  to  say,  however,  he  would  not 
enter,  but  stood  still  on  the  threshold. 

"Well,  what  are  you  standing  there  for?" 
said  Frank.  "Come  on  in  and  shut  the  door." 
"The  president  wants  you  two  down  in  his 
office."  And  not  another  word  would  he  say. 
Try  and  try  as  they  would,  to  make  him  speak, 
Eddie  just  stood  at  the  door,  silent  and  waiting. 
"Say!"  finally  exclaimed  Charlie,  losing  pa- 
tience, "what's  the  matter  with  you,  anyhow? 
Did  you  join  the  trappists?" 

"It's  that  magazine,  Charlie,"  broke  in 
Frank.  "It's  gone  clean  to  his  head,  as  I  told 
you.     But  let's  go  down  to  the  office,  anyhow. 


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27 


You  can't  tell  but  what  they  may  want  us  to 
testify  to  this  fellow's  sanity." 

"H'm!"  grunted  Charlie.  "He  won't  get 
much  testimony  out  of  me,  if  he's  going  to  act 
this  way."  Then,  changing  his  tone,  he  tried 
Eddie  once  again. 

"Come  on,  have  a  heart,  Eddie,  and  tell  us 
where  you  were,  and  what's  it  all  about." 

"You  go  to the  president's  office  and  find 

out,"  was  the  reply. 

"No  use,  Charlie,"  said  Frank.  "He's  out  of 
his  mind."  And  they  started  downstairs. 
Half-way  down,  however,  Frank's  face  suddenly 
fell,  and  he  stopped. 

"  I  know  what  it's  for,"  he  said.  "It's  a  notice 
to  pay  my  bills,  or  — " 

"Go  'way!"  broke  in  Charlie.  "If  that  were 
so,  why  do  they  want  me  too?  Darn  it!"  he 
added,  "why  doesn't  this  crazy  magazine 
editor  speak  up,  anyway?"  And  he  turned  to 
him  with  a  baleful  look.  "Say,  you  walking 
statue,  if  this  is  only  a  joke,  maybe  you  won't 
get  yours!"  But  Eddie  kept  right  on  without 
opening  his  mouth,  so  the  other  two  trailed  after 
him,  and  soon  reached  the  president's  door. 

"You  first,  Frank,"  said  Eddie.  But  Frank 
turned  on  him,  saying, 

"Now,  remember — if  this  is  all  a  joke!" 

"Go  ahead  in  and  shut  up,"  interrupted  Ed- 
die, and  at  the  same  time  he  jostled  him  against 
the  office  door.  This  ended  the  argument. 
The  president  took  the  noise  for  a  knock,  and 
his  deep  "Come  in"  fell  on  their  ears.  Frank, 
therefore,  opened  the  door,  and  what  he  saw 
within,  mystified  him  even  more  completely. 
Sitting  with  the  president,  and  apparently  in 
earnest  conclave  with  him,  was  Eddie  Pearson's 
father. 

"Sit  down,  Frank,"  began  the  president. 
"Mr.  Pearson  has  some  questions  to  ask  you." 
And  Frank,  even  more  bewildered,  and  not 
without  considerable  trepidation,  took  the  prof- 
fered chair.  The  lawyer  looked  up  from  the 
papers  before  him  and  began. 

"Number  one,"  he  said.  "Who  told  you 
your  name  was  Francis  Masterson?" 

Frank  flushed  scarlet.  He  seemed  like  one 
convicted  of  some  wrongdoing. 

"S-sir,"  he  replied  confusedly,  "I  never  before 
told  this  to  anyone ;  but  since  you  seem  to  know 


of  it  already,  I  won't  hold  it  back."  He  hesi- 
tated, and  then,  with  an  effort,  went  on:  "/ 
don't  know  what  my  real  name  is.  The  nuns  who 
found  me  lost  in  the  streets,  called  me  Frank 
Masterson  from  the  initials,  F.  M.,  marked  on 
my  clothes.  I  myself  knew  nothing  of  this  till 
the  day  I  bade  them  good-bye." 

The  lawyer  threw  a  significant  and  trium- 
phant glance  toward  the  president,  and  went  on: 

"Number  two.  Do  you  remember  if  you 
were  ever  in  charge  of  a  guardian?" 

"Yes,"  replied  Frank.  "There  was  some 
man.  I  remember  he  used  to  speak  some  strange 
language." 

Once  again  the  lawyer  exchanged  glances 
with  the  president,  and  continued : 

"Number  three.  Have  you  ever  noticed  any 
birthmarks  on  your  person?" 

"Why,  yes,"  replied  the  bewildered  Frank, 
"on  my  right  arm.  It  looks  like  a  vaccination." 
At  this  Mr.  Pearson  dropped  his  papers. 

" Everything  is  fine!"  he  cried,  and,  rising,  he 
came  and  wrung  Frank's  hand  with  a  pressure 
that  made  him  wince. 

"Gee!"  thought  the  latter  to  himself,  "it's  too 
bad  to  have  Eddie  gone  crazy,  but  it  certainly  is 
a  shame  about  his  father.  I  wonder  why  he's 
asking  me  all  these  questions,  anyway."  But 
the  lawyer,  who,  returning  to  his  seat,  had 
re-arranged  his  papers,  broke  in  upon  Frank's 
thoughts, 

"My  boy,"  he  said,  "prepare  yourself  for  some 
strange  revelations."     He  paused,  then  began. 

"In  the  first  place,  your  name  is  not  Frank 
Masterson;  in  the  second  place,  the  gentleman 
who  spoke  the  foreign  language  was  not  legally 
yofur  guardian,  but  an  intimate  friend  of  your 
father;  and  in  the  third  place,  that  mark  on  your 
arm  is  not  a  birthmark.  It  was  made  by  your 
father  to  prove  your  identity,  should  such  an 
exigency  arise." 

Frank  sat  back,  unable  to  reply.  He  was 
astounded  at  the  things  he  had  heard.  After 
a  while,  the  lawyer  continued: 

"So  far  you  have  heard  only  the  things  that 
are  not  so.  Now  I  am  going  to  tell  you  some 
that  are  so."     And  slowly,  he  went  on : 

"Your  father,  I  regret  to  say,  died  a  long  time 
ago,  in  France.     Your  mother  is  — " 

"Here,"  said  a  voice.     A  door  to  an  inner 


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office  was  pushed  open,  and,  coming  with  open 
arms  to  embrace  her  long-lost  son,  appeared — 
Mrs.  Madden. 

"My  Son,  my  son !"  she  cried,  with  tears  in  her 
eyes,  as  she  tenderly  folded  him  in  her  motherly 
embrace.  Mr.  Pearson  and  the  president  had 
quietly  disappeared  upon  the  entrance,  and 
mother  and  son  were  left  alone,  but  not  for  long. 

Once  again  the  door  opened,  and  Mary  came 
running   in. 

"I  couldn't  wait  any  longer,  mother,"  she 
cried,  and  she  turned  to  Frank. 

"Hello,  brother  Frank,"  she  said,  embracing 
him  and  smiling  happily.  "Charlie  can't  tease 
me  any  more  for  treating  you  like  a  brother, 
can  he?"  And  she  proceeded  to  show  him  just 
how  a  newly-found  brother  should  be  treated. 

"Come  on,  there!  Give  somebody  else  a 
chance,"  interrupted  a  familiar  voice.  And 
Charlie  himself  walked  in,  and  grasped  the  hand 
of    his    newly-found    brother. 

"The  world's  seven  certainly  have  been 
beaten,"  he  said.  "I  guess  Eddie  wasn't  so 
crazy  after  all." 

Then,  for  the  first  time,  Frank  spoke.  His 
voice  trembled,  and  there  were  tears  in  his  eyes. 

"Mother — and  sister — and  brother—"  and 
he  stopped,  breaking  down  completely.  The 
yearnings  of  his  lifetime  were  assuaged.  His 
lonesome  heart  had  found  the  love  it  craved — 
found  it  in  the  very  home  whose  happiness  he 
had  shared  and  envied,  but  which  he  had  never 
even  dreamt  of  calling  his  own ;  and  yet  it  was 
his.  His  own  mother  and  his  own  sister  were 
here.  And  Charlie,  his  old  roommate,  was  his 
brother.  But  how  did  it  all  come  about?  At 
this  thought,  his  spirits  fell,  and  he  feared  he  was 
dreaming.  He  stood  up,  therefore,  and  took 
Mrs.  Madden's  hand  in  his  own. 

"Tell  me,"  he  said,  "are  you  really  my  mother, 
cram  I  dreaming?" 

"No,  you're  not  dreaming,"  said  still  another 
happy  voice  behind  him.  And,  turning,  he  saw 
Eddie,  accompanied  by  Mr.  Pearson  and  the 
president.  Once  more,  he  was  overwhelmed 
with  congratulations,  but  through  it  all,  the 
same  thought  ran  through  his  mind. 

"How  did  it  all  come  about?"  he  said.  "How 
did  you  find  out  I'm — my  mother's  son,"  laying 
his  hand  in  hers  as  he  spoke. 


"You  tell  him,  father,"  said  Eddie.  And  Mr. 
Pearson  rehearsed  the  story  as  it  is  already 
known  to  the  reader,  down  to  the  finding  of  the 
blank  sheet  of  paper  in  the  envelope  attached  to 
the  mysterious  packet. 

"And  here  we  were  at  a  standstill,"  he  went 
on,  "and  could  do  nothing  until  the  duplicate 
letter  turned  up.  Eddie  will  tell  you  the  next." 
And  the  latter  took  up  the  story  where  his  father 
had  left  ofif. 

"Well,  Frank,"  he  began,  "you  remember 
that  time  in  the  chemical  laboratory,  when  you 
were  going  to  read  your  poem  to  me,  and  got 
called  away  right  in  the  beginning?  Good! 
Well,  I  waited  for  a  minute  or  so,  after  you  were 
gone,  and  then  started  to  read  it  myself.  I 
smoothed  out  the  paper  first,  and  put  a  book 
on  each  end  to  keep  it  flat.  Then  I  commenced 
to  read.  And  right  before  my  eyes,  in  the 
middle  of  the  paper,  purple  writing  began  to 
appear,  in  a  circular-shaped  area,  which  grad- 
ually grew  larger  and  larger.  Talk  about 
spooks!  I  thought  that  paper  was  haunted! 
However,  I  discovered  that  I  had  accidentally 
laid  it  down  in  some  liquid,  which  was  absorbed 
and  therefore  spread  in  this  manner.  And  it 
was  the  liquid  that  brought  out  the  purple 
writing.  Well,  after  that,  you  may  be  sure  I 
didn't  bother  much  about  the  poem.  I  just 
spread  that  liquid  all  over  the  paper,  to  see  what 
the  purple  writing  said.  And  I  found  that,  to 
all  appearances,  it  was  the  very  letter  about 
which  that  old  scoundrel  Dr.  Grimes  was 
telling  Mrs.  Madden  that  night  during  the 
Easter  vacation." 

Eddie  then  explained  how,  after  a  consulta- 
tion with  the  chemistry  professor,  he  had 
learned  that  the  letter  was  originally  written  in  a 
solution  of  phenol  thaline,  which  can  be  rendered 
visible  by  the  application  of  any  alkalide,  such 
as  the  one  he  had  accidentally  applied.  He 
had  gone  home  after  that  and  laid  the  matter 
before  his  father.  The  latter,  acting  on  his 
son's  information,  had  tested  the  blank  parch- 
ment in  his  own  possession.  And  sure  enough, 
the  purple  writing  appeared  just  the  same,  and 
revealed  an  exact  duplicate  of  the  letter  dis- 
covered by  Eddie.  Mr.  Pearson  then  examined 
the  packet,  which,  together  with  bonds  and 
securities  to  a  considerable  sum,  made  over  to 


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29 


Mrs.  Madden,  contained  also  the  vindication 
of  her  husband's  innocence. 

By  that  time  everything  was  cleared  up  ex- 
cept the  fate  of  Mrs.  Madden's  little  son.  The 
guardian  to  whom,  according  to  the  letter,  he 
had  been  entrusted,  was  dead.  This  they 
knew  from  Dr.  Gimes's  story,  alsg  that  the  said 
guardian  had  left  the  letter  in  question  on  the 
person  of  his  little  charge.  It  was  easy  to  infer, 
then,  from  the  circumstance  of  the  blank  parch- 
ment in  Frank's  life,  that  he  himself  must  be 
that  charge.  This  inference,  moreover,  was 
strongly  warranted  by  the  initials  on  his  clothes, 
and  was  finally  confirmed  by  the  peculiar  mark 
on  his  arm,  which  mark  was  also  alluded  to  in 
the  letter. 

"Very  good,"  said  Mr.  Pearson,  when  his  son 
had  finished.  "There  is  only  one  thing  you 
forgot.  How  was  Mrs.  Madden  to  read  her 
husband's  letter?  It  looked  like  a  blank  parch- 
ment, you  know." 

"Oh!"  said  Eddie.  " It  was  this  way,  Mrs. 
Madden.  We  found  out  from  the  letter,  that 
the  French  gentleman  charged  with  its  delivery 
was  the  only  one  who  knew  the  secret  of  the 
invisible  writing.  He  was  to  disclose  it  verbally 
to  you.  That's  all  now,  isn't  it,  father?"  he 
added,  turning  to  the  latter. 

"Except  this,"  replied  Mr.  Pearson.  "The 
president  has  consented  to  let  you  three  boys 
go  home  until  Monday.  So  come  along.  The 
train  starts  in  an  hour." 

Conclusion 

That  evening  was  a  happy  one  for  the  Mad- 
dens. After  supper  Frank  and  his  mother  sat 
together  far  into  the  night  on  the  porch,  where 
we  shall  leave  them  unmolested  in  the  sacred 
intercourse  of  mother  and  child.  Mary  and 
Charlie  sat  a  little  apart  from  them,  on  the 
steps,  gazing  down  the  garden  path.  At  the  end 
of  it,  they  could  see  the  willow  tree,  and  the 
bench  where  they  had  sat  together  not  so  long 
before.  Each  of  them  was  thinking  of  the  con- 
versation of  that  night,  and  each  one  knew 
instinctively  the  trend  of  the  other's  thoughts. 
Finally,  they  stood  up,  and  together,  as  on  that 
other  night,  they  went  down  the  path  to  the 
bench  under  the  willow  tree.  And  there  they 
sat  for  a  while  in  silence,  but  this  time,  it  was 
Mary  who  broke  the  spell. 


"You  don't  think  now  that  God  doesn't 
want  you,  do  you,  Charlie?"  she  began.  "Those 
requisites  you  were  talking  about  are  supplied 
now;  our  fair  name  is  vindicated,  and  our  finan- 
cial difficulties  are  over.  And  besides,  God  has 
even  given  us  someone  to  take  your  place  in 
caring  for  mother  and  me.  Surely  you  don't 
want  any  more  signs  of  your  vocation?" 

"No,"  said  Charlie,  "I  don't,  and  it's  your 
prayers  and  mother's  that  have  brought  it  all 
about." 

They  were  silent  then  for  a  long  time,  gazing 
along  the  path  toward  the  house,  which  was  dim- 
ly outlined  in  the  starlight.  And  as  they  gazed, 
the  moon  once  more  peeped  over  the  roof,  and 
shrouded  the  garden  with  a  beautiful,  silvery 
radiance.  It  was  then  that,  by  a  simultaneous 
and  tacit  agreement,  they  knelt  to  offer  a  prayer 
of  thanksgiving.  At  the  same  time,  Mrs. 
Madden,  leaning  on  Frank,  came  slowly  down 
the  path.  They  saw  the  two  under  the  willow 
tree,  and,  approaching,  joined  in  their  prayer. 
Once  more  the  subdued  murmur  of  their  voices 
floated  along  the  still  night  air.  Once  more, 
in  the  silence  that  followed,  the  sweet  tones  of 
the  distant  convent  bell  were  heard.  And  once 
more  the  sound  brought  hope  to  the  hearts  of 
Mary  and  her  brother. 

"Our  omen  is  complete,"  whispered  Charlie. 

"And  the  convent  bell  rings  a  welcome  to 
the  love  about  to  enter  God's  service,"  answered 
Mary. 

They  rose  then  and  went  back  to  the  house. 
And  here  we  should  bid  them  a  reluctant  fare- 
well were  it  not  that,  some  years  later,  the 
writer  found  himself  once  more  in  the  home  of 
the  Maddens.  It  was  on  a  beautiful  moon- 
light night  in  summer.  Again  the  little  family 
was  gathered  under  the  willow  tree.  Again  a 
subdued  murmur  as  of  prayer  was  heard.  And 
again,  at  its  cessation,  the  convent  bell  rang 
out.  And  this  time  it  welcomed  the  arrival 
of  the  Levite.     For  Charlie  was  a  priest. 

Not  long  after,  there  were  two  weddings  in 
Castleton,  and  Father  Charles  officiated  at  the 
marriage  of  his  brother,  Frank,  with  Bessie 
Pearson,  and  of  his  sister,  Mary,  with  Eddie 
Pearson.  As  to  Dr.  Grimes  and  his  son,  they 
disappeared,  never  to  be  heard  of  again. 

{The  end.) 


THE   VILLANOVAN 

Published  Bi-monthly  by  the  Students  of  Villanova  College 


Vol.  II 


February,  1918 


No.  3 


STAFF 


JOSEPH  T.  O'LEABT,  '18. 
EDGAK    DRACH,    '18... 
JAMES  J.  EGAN,  '19... 
JOHN  J.  MAGUIBE,  '20. . 
ALFRED  F.  KANE,  '21. . . 


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BET.  JOSEPH  A.  HICKET,  O.  S.  A. Faculty  Director 

JAMES  J.  EGAN,  '19 Business  Manager 

JOSEPH  B.  FOBD,  'SO Advertising  Manager 

JOHN  W.  JOBTES,  '20 Asst.  Advertising  Manager 

GEOKGE  F.  McCANN,  '20 Slaff  Artist 


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Helping  Along 


NOT  all  of  us  can  or  will  be  called  upon 
to  take  part  in  actual  battle  for  the 
great  cause  in  which  our  country  is 
now  engaged.  Perhaps,  for  that  reason,  the  real 
seriousness  of  the  situation  does  not  strike  us 
as  clearly  as  it  should. 

A  little  observation  in  our  everyday  life, 
however,  will  soon  show  us  that  a  great  change 
has  come  in  the  life  of  the  American  people. 
The  absence  of  a  husband  or  a  brother  gone  with 
the  colors;  the  general  shortage  of  fuel  and  food, 
are  bringing  home  to  our  people  the  seriousness 
of  the  fact  that  the  country  is  at  war.  Greater 
sacrifices  are  being  prepared  for  every  day. 

Each  person  should  come  forward  and  "do 
his  bit"  toward  the  cause.  A  little  thought  will 
prove  that  there  are  many  ways  of  giving  help. 
It  may  not  be  anything  great  or  heroic,  but  that 
is  not  expected. 


The  sale  of  Thrift  Stamps,  recently  in- 
augurated by  the  Government,  is  a  splendid 
example  of  a  way  whereby  help  is  given  to  the 
cause  and  no  great  inconvenience  felt.  The 
success  of  the  Thrift  Stamp  Movement  lies  in  a 
prompt,  generous,  and  universal  response.  Nu- 
merous small  contributionsare  better  and  more 
desirable  than  a  single  one  of  the  same  aggregate 
amount.  The  money  is  safe  and  draws  interest 
until  paid  back.  The  limit  is  small,  so  small 
that  anyone  can  buy  the  little  treasure.  Only 
a  quarter,  the  proverbial  "two-bits,"  will  start 
one  on  the  road  to  the  ownership  of  one  of  these 
baby  bonds.  Why  not  buy  one  today  and  show 
the  lads  at  the  front  that  the  folks  at  home 
will  never  display  any  lack  of  earnest  and  willing 
support? 

Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  '19. 


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Employment 


DOUBTLESS  many  of  our  readers  know 
something  of  the  Uited  States  Employ- 
ment Service,  that  branch  of  our  National 
Government  operating  some  eighty-five  pub- 
lic (free)  employment  offices  throughout  the 
United  States.  We  believe,  however,  that 
very  few  know  that  at  one  of  these  offices,  that 
at  Chicago,  Illinois,  a  section  has  been  set  apart 
for  the  sole  benefit  of  professional  men  -  and 
women,  known  as  the  Teachers'  and  Professional 
Service  Division.  Through  this  Division  the 
Government  endeavors  to  find  suitable  positions 
for  teachers  and  professional  engineers  (drafts- 
men, civil,  mechanical,  electrical  engineers, 
chemists,  metallurgists,  etc.),  and  suitable  per- 
sons for  school  officers  and  employers  needing 
such  help.  In  a  few  words,  this  division  is  a 
Teachers'  and  Engineering  Agency,  operated 
by  the  United  States  Government. 

Dr.  P.  P.  Prentis,  Acting  Director  of  Em- 
ployment for  Illinois,  under  whose  jurisdiction 
this  division  is  operated,  reports  that  during  the 
past  year  it  has  been  found  impossible  to  find 
enough  teachers  to  supply  the  need,  and  many 
attractive  positions  throughout  the  United 
States  have  been  unfilled  for  this  reason.  It  has 
frequently  happened,  however,  that  immediately 
after  a  position  had  been  reported  filled  through 
other  sources,  a  suitable  candidate  would 
effect  registration.  Of  course  it  was  then  too 
late  to  nominate  the  teacher  for  that  particular 
position.  Dr.  Prentis  earnestly  hopes  that  such 
occasions  may  be  quite  infrequent  during  the 
1918-19  appointment  season.  This  can  only  be 
accomplished  by  every  available  teacher  being 
registered  in  the  Division  before  the  opening  of 
the  appointment  season.  We  therefore  suggest 
that  if  you  expect  to  be  available  for  a  new 
position  for  the  next  year  that  you  write  to 
Dr.  Prent\s  immediately  for  a  registration  blank. 


Then,  when  the  appointment  season  opens  in 
April  or  May,  your  record  will  be  complete  and 
the  division  may  be  able  to  nominate  you  for 
the  first  suitable  position  reported.  Registra- 
tion in  the  Teachers  and  Professional  Service 
Division  will  also  benefit  you  in  other  ways,  for, 
should  you  learn  of  a  position  for  which  you 
would  like  to  apply  through  any  other  source, 
the  Division  will,  if  asked,  send  copies  of  your 
confidential  record  to  the  school  officer  to  whom 
application  is  made. 

What  has  been  said  above  in  regard  to  teach- 
ers applies  with  equal  force  to  the  other  profes- 
sions cared  for  by  this  division.  Although  this 
phase  of  the  work  was  not  commenced  until 
October,  1917,  the  demand  for  mechanical 
engineers,  designers,  draftsmen,  chemists  and 
metallurgists  has  been  far  greater  than  the 
Suppply.  To  our  seniors  we  say,  "If  you 
are  preparing  for  any  branch  of  the 
engineering  profession,  register  with  the 
Division  as  soon  as  possible."  To  our 
alumni  we  say,  "If  you  are  dissatisfied 
with  your  present  position,  write  to  Dr. 
Prentis  at  once  for  a  registration  blank. 
The  Division  has  some  very  attractive  posi- 
tions listed,  and  it  may  be  possible  for  you  to 
secure  one  of  these. 

Any  communications  intended  for  this  Di- 
vision should  be  addressed:  "Teachers'  and 
Professional  Service  Division,  U.  S.  Employ- 
ment Service,  845  South  Wabash  Avenue, 
Chicago,  Illinois."  Applicants  for  registration 
should  indicate  the  kind  of  work  desired,  so  that 
the  proper  blank  may  be  sent.  It  will  be  a 
convenience  to  the  Division  if  you  will  enclose 
with  your  letter  a  self-addressed  legal  size 
i^}/^xS]/2)  envelope  with  a  three-cent  stamp 
affixed. 


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Exchanges 


"Authors  are  partial  to  their  wit,  His  true, 
But  are  not  critics  to  their  judgment  too?'' 

The  Prospector  contains  many  thoughtful, 
timely  articles.  The  editorials  on  "College 
Spirit"  and  "K.  of  C.  Activities"  attracted 
us.  The  former  discriminates  between  the 
noisy,  demonstrative  loyalty  and  hard,  earnest 
work;  while  the  latter  gives  well-earned  praise 
to  the  efforts  of  the  knights  in  our  camps.  Some 
light  essays  and  short  stories,  we  think,  would 
make   a   marked   improvement. 

"Aviary  of  the  Ages,"  in  the  January  issue 
of  the  Fordham  Monthly,  is  worthy  of  much 
praise.  The  subject  is  interesting  to  begin  with. 
The  development  is  individual  and  unique. 
There  is  scholarly  thematic  treatment  in  the 
introduction,  and  the  body  of  the  essay  is  a  fairly 
good  tribute  to  poets.  "A  Study  in  Mono- 
mania" also  aroused  our  interest. 

"English  Women  Novelists,"  in  the  St. 
Vincent  College  Journal,  gives  evidence  of  con- 
siderable work,  though  the  criticism  of  the 
authors  is  hardly  independent.  The  editorials 
in  the  Journal  have  the  finest  tone  of  any  that 
we  have  seen. 

"Ruskin  and  Newman,"  in  the  De  Paul  Min- 
erval,  attracted  our  attention.  As  a  product  of 
the  author's  convictions,  we  respect  it.  How- 
ever, it  seems  to  us  to  take  with  it  an  air  of 
intolerance.  It  is  true  that  we  do  not  admire 
Ruskin  "indiscriminately,"  but  we  do  admire 
his  strong  sympathy  with  medieval  Catholicism. 
If  at  times  he  was  hard  on  Catholicism,  he  also 
showed  little  sympathy  for  Puritanism  and 
Presbyterianism.  We  always  love  to  turn  to 
"The  Grand  Chartreuse"  and  read,  "Then 
followed  the  discovery  that  all  beautiful  prayers 
were  Catholic, — all  wise  interpretations  of  the 
Bible  Catholic,"  etc.  (3rd  Part,  Chap.  X,  Prae- 
terita).  We  consider  Ruskin  the  best  secular 
moralist  of  the  nineteenth  century.  In  criticism 
he  is  half  what  he  ought  to  be.  Unfortunately, 
he  failed  to  get  out  of  fashion.     The  questions 


he  raises  are  good,  but  his  solutions  are  far- 
fetched. Ruskin's  favorite  century  is  the 
thirteenth.  In  the  same  article  Newman  is 
discussed,  and  the  appreciation  of  his  life  and 
work    is    admirable. 

We  gratefully  acknowledge  the  following  inter- 
esting exchanges: 

The  Alvernia,  St.  Francis  College,  Loretto,  Pa. 

The  Aquinas,  St.  Thomas  tollege,  Scranton, 
Pa. 

The  Borromean,  St.  Charles  College,  Grand 
Coteau,  La. 

Condordia,  St.  John's  Prep.,  Danvers,  Mass. 

De  Paul  Minerval,  De  Paul  University,  Chi- 
cago, 111. 

The  Fordham  Monthly,  Fordham  University, 
New  York. 

Georgetown  College  Journal,  Georgetown  Uni- 
versity, Washington,  D.  C. 

The  Mountaineer,  Mt.  St.  Mary's  College, 
Emmitsburg,  Md. 

The  Niagara  Index,  Niagara  University, 
Niagara  Falls,  N.  Y. 

The  Patrician,  Aquinas  College,  Columbus, 
Ohio. 

The  Petriculanian,  Little  Rock  College,  Little 
Rock,  Ark. 

The  Prospector,  Mount  St.  Charles  College, 
Helena,  Mont. 

The  Springhillian,  Spring  Hill  College,  Mo- 
bile, Ala. 

St.  Vincent  College  Journal,  St.  Vincent's 
College,  Beatty,  Pa. 

The  Stylus,  Boston  College,  Boston,  Mass. 

Helpful  criticism  is  always  welcome.  A  kind 
word  of  advice  often  helps  to  put  a  college 
journal  on  the  right  track.  Others  see  us  from 
a  vantage  point. 

"  Trust  not  yourself;  but  your  defects  to  know, 
Make  use  of  ev'ry  friend — and  ev'ry  foe.'' 

James  J.  Egan,  '19. 


Lectures 

ON  MONDAY  evening  January  7,  a 
most  enjoyable  lecture  was  delivered 
by  Professor  Frank  P.  McKibbon,  of 
Lehigh  University,  now  a  member  of  the  United 
States  Shipping  Board.  Professor  McKibbon's 
subject,  which  was,  "Can  America  Build  These 
Ships?"  proved  timely  and  instructive,  and  was 
much  appreciated  by  the  large  audience  which 
had  gathered  for  the  occasion.  By  the  aid  of 
well-selected  lantern  slides,  he  sketched  the 
various  phases  through  which  a  ship  passes  in 
the  course  of  its  construction  and  launching. 
After  a  discussion  of  the  merits  of  the  different 
kinds  of  ships,  the  lecturer  dwelt  upon  the  great 
importance  of  shipbuilding  in  the  present  war, 
at  the  same  time  pointing  out  how  directly  it 
would  frustrate  Germany's  plans  for  world- 
empire.  He  next  outlined  the  plans  of  the 
Shipping  Board  and  emphasized  the  dire  need  of 
men  to  carry  on  this  vitally  important  work. 
The  resounding  applause  with  which  the  lec- 
turer was  greeted  at  the  conclusion  of  his  ad- 
dress indicated  the  interest  and  pleasure  with 
which   his  audience  had  followed  his  remarks. 

Before  the  midyears,  an  illustrated  lecture  on 
"Power  Plants"  was  given  in  the  Engineers' 
Club  room  by  Mr.  A.  S.  Funk,  of  the  Philadel- 
phia Electric  Company.  Mr.  Funk  was  thor- 
oughly familiar  with  his  subject,  and  the  inter- 
est which  he  provoked  was  reflected  in  the  many 
questions  propounded  by  those  present.  A 
rising  vote  of  thanks  was  given  to  the  lecturer  at 
the  conclusion  of  his  discourse,  and  the  hope 
was  expressed  that  the  members  of  the  Society 
might  have  the  opportunity  of  hearing  him 
again  at  an  early  date. 


Staff  Changes 

The  vacancies  in  the  Staff  of  The  Villanovan, 
occasioned  by  the  entrance  into  the  service  of 
Paul  O'Brien,  alumni  editor,  and  John  Dough- 
erty, athletics  editor,  will  be  filled  by  Edgar 
Drach,  '18,  and  Alfred  Kane,  '2L  The  former 
will  have  charge  of  the  alumni  notes,  and  the 
latter  will  look  after  the  athletics  column. 

Enlistments 

The  following  enlistments  have  come  to  our 
notice  since  our  last  issue : 

Charles  Stine,  '20,  Medical  Corps,  Fort  Slo- 
cum,  N.  Y. 

John  Wasilko,  '21,  Medical  Corps,  Fort 
Slocum,  N.  Y. 

Nicholas  Michell,  '21,  Navy. 

William  Thomas,  '21,  Navy. 

J.  Febiger  Ewing,  '19,  Ofificers'  Reserve. 

John  B.  Butler,  '19,  Sergeant,  Engineers' 
Corps. 

F.  Leo  Lynch,  '21,  U.  S.  N.  R.  F.,  Philadel- 
phia Navy  Yard. 

Harry  Barrett,  Prep.  '18,  Aviation  Corps, 
Ft.  McArthur,  Waco,  Texas. 

Albert  V.  Reagen,  '21,  National  Army,  Camp 
Devons,  Ayer,  Mass. 

Robert  Quigley,  Prep.  '19. 

Edward  McCrady,  '21. 

Condolences 

The  Villanovan  wishes  to  extend  its  heart- 
felt condolence  to  Vincent  Molyneaux  upon  the 
sudden  death  of  his  father,  Joseph  Molyneaux, 
at  his  home  in  Niagara  Falls,  N.  Y.,  and  to  Alfred 
Norris,  whose  brother,  Private  James  Norris, 
fell  a  victim  to  the  effects  of  pneumonia  con- 


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tracted  at  one  of  the  National  Army  canton-     is  James  L.  Haughey,  '18.     Thomas  F.  Gran- 
ments.  ahan,'19,  has  been  elected  assistant  manager. 


Society  Notes 

The  Engineering  Society  has  decided  to  hold 
an  informal  dance  shortly  after  Easter,  and 
plans  are  already  well  under  way.  It  is  proba- 
ble that  the  affair  will  take  place  in  Philadel- 
phia, and  the  Dance  Committee  has  been 
assured  the  co-operation  of  every  member  in 
working  for  the  complete  success  of  this  social 
function. 

The  February  thesis  for  the  Society  was  well 
handled  by  J.  Howard  Tyrrell,  '20.  His  sub- 
ject was,  "Pyrometers, — Their  Construction 
and  Applications."  The  talk  was  an  enjoyable 
one,  the  illustrations  made  being  especially 
interesting  to  the  electrical  engineers. 

At  one  of  the  recent  meetings,  Frank  Goodwin, 
B.  S.,  '17,  gave  a  short  but  impressive  talk,  dwell- 
ing mainly  upon  the  difficulties  met  by  engi- 
neers upon  entering  the  industrial  world  after 

graduation. 

'/■  -  ,  - 

College  Athletic  Association 

President  Dougherty  and  Vice-President  But- 
ler of  the  Athletic  Association  having  entered 
the  service,  Vincent  L.  Molyneaux,  '18,  was 
chosen  president,  with  James  J.  Egan,  '19,  as 
vice-president. 

The  baseball  manager  for  the  coming  season 


Technical  Students  and  the  Draft 

Under  the  new  draft  regulations,  Engineering 
students  in  schools  or  colleges  approved  by  the 
War  Department  may  make  application  for 
enlistment  in  the  Engineers'  Enlisted  Reserve 
Corps  of  the  United  States  Army.  Upon  enlist- 
ment, the  student  is  placed  upon  the  "inactive 
list"  and  is  detailed  back  to  school  until  the 
completion  of  his  course.  This  certificate  of 
enUstment,  upon  presentation  to  the  local  board, 
entitles  the  holder  to  be  placed  in  Class  V,  on  the 
ground  that  he  is  in  the  military  service  of  the 
United  States.  Immediately  after  the  comple- 
tion of  his  course,  the  student  is  given  the  option 
of  entering  into  active  service  under  his  enlist- 
ment, or  of  taking  his  place  again  among  those 
subject  to  service  under  the  draft.  Applications 
for  enlistment  must  be  accompanied  by  an  affi- 
davit, made  under  oath  by  the  president  of  the 
college,  that  the  candidate  as  indicated  by  the 
academic  records  may  be  regarded  fairly  as 
deserving  a  place,  qualitatively,  in  the  first  third 
of  the  young  men  who  have  graduated  from  the 
institution  during  the  past  ten  years. 

Villanova  is  upon  the  list  of  technical  schools 
approved  for  this  purpose  by  the  War  Depart- 
ment. 

John  J.  Maguire,  '20. 


With  the  Colors 

SINCE  our  last  issue,  we  have  learned  the 
names  of  the  following  who  have  entered 
the  service  of  their  country  and  whose 
names  have  not  appeared  on  the  lists  previously 
published: 
Aviation : 

Sergeant  Leo  J.  Hooley,  Camp  Kelly,  San 
Antonio,  Texas 
Thomas  Kane 


Chaplain    Charles    J. 
Arthur    Herbert, 


Officers: 

First    Lieutenant 

Baker,  O.  S.  A. 

First    Lieutenant     Dr. 

Q.  M.  C. 

First     Lieutenant   Philip   Brady,   Artillery 

Second    Lieutenant  James  Patrick  Miller, 

National  Army 

First     Lieutenant    Dr.   William    Donahue, 

Dental  Corps,  U.  S.  A. 

Senior     Lieutenant     Surgeon    William    J. 

Kavanaugh,  U.  S.  N. 

Officers'  Training  Camp: 

Patrick  Reagan,  Camp  Meade 
Joseph  A.  Devine,  Camp  Meade 
J.  Leonard  Hogan,  Camp  Devens 
Eugene  B.  Troxell,  Fort  Leavenworth 

Engineering  Corps: 

Thomas  Reddon,   Company  E,    103d  Engi- 
neers 

Army: 

Edward  Cummings,  Camp  Meade 

Matthias  A.  Lamond 

Fulmer  Harris 

Harold  Darby 

George  O'Brien,  Camp  McClellan 


James  J.  Lane,  Camp  Meade 
Frank  Dunne 
Edwin  Lewis 

H.  C.  Durrschmidt,  Camp  Devens 
James  Ferry 

Stanley  Lynch,  U.  S.  Cavalry,  Camp  Han- 
cock 
James  Bannon 

Weather  Bureau : 

William  Strauch,  Meteorologist  in  U.  S. 
Weather  Bureau,  Charleston,  S.  C, 

Naval  Reserve: 

Harry  Sherer,  Electrician 

Transferred : 

William  Goodal,  who  has  been  in  France 
for  the  last  year,  has  been  transferred 
from  the  Ambulance  Corps  to  the  Aviation 
section  of  the  Signal  Corps,  A.  E.  F. 

We  are  planning  to  publish  in  our  April  num- 
ber a  complete  list  of  all  Villanova  men  who  are 
with  the  colors,  together  with  their  rank  and 
present  address.  In  this  effort  we  request  the 
co-operation  of  our  alumni  and  friends.  We 
would  likewise  be  grateful  for  any  letters  from 
Villanova  men  in  the  service,  particularly  in  the 
Expeditionary  Forces,  which  might  be  of  gen- 
eral interest  to  our  readers  and  which  we  could 
publish  in  The  Vh.lanovan. 

Weddings 

Since  our  last  issue,  several  weddings  of 
Villanova  men  have  come  to  our  notice. 

On  Wednesday  morning,  January  23d,  at 
9  o'clock,  the  marriage  of  Miss  Catherine 
Marie  Hagan,  of  Philadelphia,  and  Martin  J. 


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McLaughlin,  '14,  was  solemnized  in  the  Church 
of  St.  Francis  de  Sales,  by  Father  Edward  G. 
Dohan,  who  also  celebrated  the  nuptial  mass. 
Martin  Connor  was  one  of  the  ushers. 

On  Christmas  Day,  First  Lieutenant  John  T. 
Daly,  C.  A.  C,  and  Miss  Ann  Glover  were 
married  at  the  Church  of  Our  Lady  of  Good 
Counsel,  Staten  Island,  N.  Y. 

To  the  newly  married  couples,  The  Villano- 
VAN  extends  hearty  felicitations. 

■i    "■  .  ■  .  ■■■■■/■ 

Deaths  ' 

Last  December,  Mr.  Harry  McCully,  74, 
of  Newark,  N.  J.,  was  taken  suddenly  ill  while 
attending  mass,  and  a  short  time  after  expired. 
Mr.  McCully  was  vice-president  of  the  Alumni 
Society  and  a  loyal  friend  of  Villanova.  His 
death  will  be  a'  great  shock  to  his  many  friends 
among  the  alumni,  who  will  miss  him  at  their 
annual  reunions,  where  he  was  a  familiar  figure. 
Mr.  McCully  attended  Villanova  from  1871- 
1874,  and  upon  his  graduation  entered  business, 
in  which  he  achieved  great  success.  Requiescat 
in  pace. 

Ordinations 

On  December  21st,  1917,  Rev.  B.  Eugene 
Carroll,  '14,  was  raised  to  the  priesthood  in  the 
Scranton  Cathedral,  by  Bishop  Hoban,  and  on 
the  following  Sunday  celebrated  his  first  mass 
in  his  home  town,  Dushore,  Pa.  He  is  con- 
tinuing his  studies  at  the  Catholic  University. 
To  Father  Carroll,  all  his  friends  at  Villanova 
extend  a  most  cordial  "ad  multos  annos." 

Jottings 

Father  Charles  J.  Baker,  O.  S.  A.,  former 
procurator  of  the  College,  recently  received  a 
commission  as  chaplain  in  the  Army,  with  a 
rating  of  first  lieutenant.  Chaplain  Baker  was 
stationed  at  Camp  Meade  for  several  weeks  with 
the  28th  Regiment  Engineers.  A  short  time 
ago  liis  regiment  received  orders  to  hold  itself 
in  readiness  to  depart  for  foreign  service. 

Paul  J.  B.  Murphy,  ex-' 13,  has  been  appointed 
secretary  and  treasurer  for  the  Staunton  Lime 
and  Products  Company  at  Staunton,  Va. 

Dr.  Edward  A.  Mallon,  '98,  former  attending 
physician  and  professor  of  Biology  at  Villanova, 


has  been  recently  appointed  to  the  staff  of  St. 
Joseph's  Hospital,  Philadelphia,  as  visiting 
physician.  Each  year  during  the  months  of 
July,  August  and  September,  he  will  have 
charge  of  the  wards. 

James  E.  Dougherty,  '83,  has  recently  been 
re-elected  president  of  the  National  T.  A.  B. 
Society. 

Mario '  Diaz  Irizar,  of  Havana,  Cuba,  has 
been  appointed  director  general  of  the  American 
International  Office  of  Patents  in  Cuba.  Senor 
Irizar  graduated  from  Villanova  in  1897. 

A  Letter  from  the  Ordnance  Department 

We  have  received  the  following  communica- 
tion from  the  Civilian  Personnel  Division  of  the 
War  Department,  Office  of  the  Chief  of  Ord- 
nance, 1330  F  Street,  N.  W.,  Washington,  D.  C.^ 
with  a  request  that  we  publish  it  in  our  columns: 

1.  The  Ordnance  Department  of  the  War 
Department  needs  men  with  mechanical  and 
technical  training  which  would  equip  them  to 
fill  capably  important  positions  in  the  various 
ordnance  establishments. 

2.  This  need  is  so  vital  and  pressing  that  the 
Civilian  Personnel  Division  feels  justified  in 
appealing  to  you  for  assistance  and  co-operation 
in  obtaining  the  necessary  employes. 

3.  In  your  acquaintance,  or  among  the  al- 
umni of  your  institution,  there  are  men  well 
fitted  to  serve  the  government  as  mechanical 
engineers,  mechanical  draftsmen,  engineers,  and 
electricians.  We  enclose  several  announcements 
which  indicate  the  requirements  of  the  positions. 
Will  you  kindly  suggest  to  us  the  names  of 
persons  capable  to  fill  such  positions,  together 
with  a  brief  memorandum  of  their  experience  or 
qualifications?  We  will  then  communicate  with 
them,  advising  them  as  to  the  requirements  of 
the  positions  which  they  might  be  able  to  fill, 
and  also  giving  them  proper  information  as  to 
the  Civil  Service  regulations.  Perhaps  it  might 
be  possible  for  you  to  address  an  appeal  to  your 
alumni,  or  insert  in  the  publication  of  your  in- 
stitution an  announcement,  calling  attention 
to  the  needs  of  the  Ordnance  Department  and 
requesting  persons  to  write  for  information  to 
the  Civilian  Personnel  Division,  1333  F  Street, 
N.  W.,  Washington,  D.  C. 

Edgar  Drach,  '18. 


Football  Banquet 

THE  Athletic  Association  recently  tendered 
a  banquet  to  the  members  of  the  football 
squad  at  the  Hotel  Windsor,  Philadelphia. 
Besides  the  players,  were  present  Coach  Reap, 
Father  Dean,  Father  Driscoll,  J.  Stanley  Smith, 
president  of  the  Alumni  Society;  Joseph  L. 
Rafter,  president  of  the  Northeastern  Pennsyl- 
vania Alumni,  and  John  B.  Butler,  president  of 
the  Athletic  Association. 

Before  the  banquet,  letter  certificates,  suitably 
inscribed,  were  awarded  to  the  following  men 
who  earned  their  "V's"  this  year:  Charles 
McGuckin,  F.  Leo  Lynch,  Leo  Brennan,  Mi- 
chael Fogarty,  Joseph  O'Leary,  Joseph  Coan, 
Joseph  McCarthy,  Edward  McGrady,  Walter 
Wiegand,  Edward  Delaney,  Hugh  McGeehan, 
Edward  Diggles,  and  Sylvester  Benson.  Letters 
were  also  awarded  to  managers  Paul  O'Brien 
and  Harry  Towhey.  At  the  election  which 
followed,  "Hughie"  McGeehan  was  chosen 
captain  of  the  1918  eleven. 

Inspiring  speeches  were  made  by  retiring 
Captain  McGuckin  and  Captain-elect  Mc- 
Geehan. The  other  speakers  of  the  evening 
were  Father  Dean,  Father  Driscoll,  Graduate 
Manager  McGeehan,  Coach  "Tom"  Reap, 
and  Joseph  L.  Rafter.  Vocal  selections  were 
rendered  by  Messrs.  McCool  and  Kelly,  ac- 
companied by  Mr.  McElhattam.  Mr.  Joseph 
Donovan,  manager  of  the  Windsor  Hotel  and 
former  military  instructor  at  the  College,  was 
present,  and  did  all  in  his  power  to  make  the 
evening  an  enjoyable  one.  The  affair  was 
brought  to  a  close  by  the  singing  of  "Hail 
Villanova"   and  the   "Star-Spangled   Banner." 

Basketball 

Now  that  the  frosty  hand  of  winter  has 
clothed  the  gridiron  with  its  mantle  of  snow, 


we  are  obliged  to  draw  the  curtain  on  the  foot- 
ball season  just  past  and  direct  our  attention  to 
the  more  comfortable  surroundings  of  the 
basketball  court.  Basketball,  like  all  other 
sports  at  Villanova,  has  suffered  severely  as  a 
direct  consequence  of  the  war,  and  this  year 
has  found  less  interest  shown  than  ever  before  in 
the  chief  winter  sport. 

Villanova  has  never  been  represented  on  the 
court  by  a  basketball  team  and  it  was  hoped 
that  one  could  be  inaugurated  this  year.  This, 
however,  was  found  to  be  impossible,  because 
of  the  lack  of  material,  and  an  informal  team 
was  gotten  together  with  a  schedule  of  several 
games.  Even  the  interclass  league,  which  had 
come  to  be  looked  upon  as  an  annual  affair, 
had  to.  be  abandoned.  In  other  years  this  league 
created  a  keen  rivalry  throughout  the  school 
and  the  games  were  always  well  attended. 

Informals,  26;    Bethlehem  Prep.,  43 

With  but  one  day's  practice,  the  Informal  team 
journeyed  to  Bethlehem  on  January  19th  and 
engaged  in  their  initial  contest  of  the  season, 
being  defeated  by  Bethlehem  Prep,  in  an  inter- 
esting game  by  the  score  43-26.  The  Informals 
deserve  considerable  praise  for  the  splendid 
showing  which  they  made,  and  with  a  little  more 
practice  should  develop  into  a  well-rounded 
team  that  will  do  credit  to  Villanova. 

The  game  was  very  fast  and  replete  with 
clean  basketball.  Delaney  and  Marlowe  were 
the  chief  scorers  for  Villanova,  while  the  two 
Mellingers  rolled  up  twenty-six  points  between 
them  for  Bethlehem  Prep.  Diggles,  Benson  and 
Brennan  all  played  a  good  defensive  game,  in 
spite  of  the  high  score  rolled  up  by  their  oppo- 
nents. 


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The  score  follows: 

ViLLANOVA    InFORMALS 

Delaney 

Diggles 

Marlowe 

Brennan 

Benson 


Bethlehem  Prep. 

forward E.  Mellinger 

forward C.  Mellinger 

centre Foster 

guard Sylvan 

guard Panlik 

Goals  from  floor — E.  Mellinger,  6;  C.  Mellinger,  7; 
Foster,  3;  Sylvan,  3;  Delaney,  4;  Diggles;  Marlowe,  2; 
Benson. 

Goals  from  foul — E.  Mellinger,  5  out  of  14;  Diggles, 
10  out  of  16. 

Substitutions — Graham  for  Panlik;  McDermott  for 
Benson. 

Referee — Hause,  of  Bucknell.  Time — twenty-minute 
halves. 

Baseball 

War  conditions  have  also  made  the  baseball 
outlook  at  its  best  very  uncertain  and  the  sea- 
son's prospects  are  not  very  promising.  Only 
five  veterans  of  last  year's  nine  remain  at  Col- 
lege, all  the  others  having  entered  some  branch 
of  the  national  service.  Of  the  five  remaining, 
Molyneaux  will  be  ineligible,  but  he  should  be  of 
great  assistance  to  Coach  McGeehan  in  whipping 
the  team  into  shape.  Murray  at  first  base, 
McGeehan  at  third,  and  Sheehan  and  Robinson 
in  the  outfield  will  be  the  nucleus  for  the  new 


team.  Nothing  definite  about  the  new  ma- 
terial is  known  as  yet,  but,  as  far  as  present 
indications  go,  it  is  not  up  to  the  standard  of 
other  years. 

Making  up  a  schedule  for  the  season  has 
proved  to  be  a  difficult  task,  and  it  is  not  yet 
complete.  Eighteen  games  have  been  arranged, 
however,  with  the  prospect  of  several  more. 
Three  new  teams  appear  on  the  schedule,  these 
being  Haverford,  Seton  Hall,  and  Navy. 

The  schedule  follows: 

April    9 — Haverford,  at  Haverford. 

April  13 — Ursinus,  at  CoUegeville. 

April  17 — Haverford,  at  Villanova. 

April  20 — Dickinson,  at  Villanova. 

April  24 — Navy,  at  Annapolis. 

April  25 — Mt.  St.  Mary's,  at  Emmitsburg. 

April  26 — Mt.  St.  Joseph's,  at  Baltimore. 

April  27 — Catholic  University,  at  Washington. 

April  29 — Catholic  University,  at  Villanova. 

May    1 — University  of  Pennsylvania,  at  Philadelphia. 

May  11 — Sieton  Hall,  at  South  Orange. 

May  18 — Gettysburg,  at  Villanova. 

May  21— Mt.  St.  Joseph's,  at  Villanova. 

May  28 — Dickinson,  at  Carlisle. 

May  29 — Gettysburg,  at  Gettysburg. 

May  30 — Steelton,  at  Steelton. 

May  31 — Lebanon  Valley,  at  Annville. 

June    1 — Ursinus,  at  Villanova. 


Alfred  F.  Kane,  '21. 


1 


Ode  of  a  Daffy  Dil 

The  great,   strange  things  Fve  come  upon, 

You'd  like  to  hear  about. 
Once  I  essayed  to  write  them  down, 

But  then  my  ink  was  out. 

A  poem,  one  day,  I  thought  Fd  make, 

Of  wit  'twould  he  a  token; 
Yet  just  when  I  had  roused  the  Muse 

I  found  my  pencil  broken. 

A  story  next  I  thought  Fd  frame, 

Of  war  with  bullets  hissing. 
A  pen  and  also  ink  I  had; 

But  paper,  then,  was  missing. 

A  jinx,  it  seems  to  me,  I  am. 

Cruel  fates  are  e'er  attacking; 
For  now  when  I  am  all  prepared, 

Sound  thought  is  sadly  lacking. 

Some  day  perhaps  Fll  have  a  thought. 

And  paper,  pen,  and  ink; 
If  so,  Fll  write  it  down  with  skill. 

You'll  see  just  what  I  think. 

You  think,  no  doubt,  that  I  am  ''daft," 

There' re  hornets  in  my  hat; 
But  ah!  Fm  wise — Fve  filled  up  space. 

Now  what  do  you  think  of  that? 

J.  J.  M.,  '20. 


She — "You  haven't  been  around  for  such  a 
long  time,  I  thought  you  were  forgetting  me." 

Holbrook — "I  am  for  getting  you;  name  the 
day." 

The  college  orchestra  happened  to  get  out  of 
time. 

Director — "Look  at  me  for  a  moment;  don't 
you  know  a  beat  when  you  see  one?" 

*         *         * 

Prof. — "In  what  course  do  you  expect  to 
graduate?" 

Benson — "Well,  if  discourse  will  get  me 
through,  I  think  I'll  graduate  in  the  course  of 
time."      Of  course! 


Sheehan — "Well,  Leo,  how  do  you  feel 
today?" 

Lynch — "I  feel  just  like  a  hack-saw." 

Sheehan— "Why,  how's  that?" 

Lynch — "It  takes  two  men  to  handle  me." 

*  *         * 

Physical  Examiner — "Did  you  ever  have  any 
military  training?" 
Stine— "Yes,  sir." 
Physical  Examiner — "Your  rank?" 
Stine — "I  know  it,  sir." 

*  *         * 

Prof,  (in  History) — "Why  are  they  called  the 
dark  ages?" 

Pickett — "Because  there  were  so  many 
knights." 


r 


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40  THE    VILLANOVAN       . 

Carroll — "Did  you  hear  about  the  accident  McGreevy — "Do  you  remember  the  passage 

the  other  day?"  in  Caesar,  where  it  says  he  proposed  to  the  Irish 

Jones — "No,  what  happened?"  cook?" 

Carroll — "You  know,  'Doc'  McGrath,  while  Hanley — "No,  I  can't  remember  that  part." 

taking  the  exam,   in  Trigonometry,   happened  McGreevy — "When     Caesar    came    to    the 

to  get  mixed  up  in  the  logs."  Rhone  River,  he  proposed  to  bridge  it  (Bridget)." 

*         *         *  •  *         ♦         * 

The  following  was  culled  from  an  examination  McDermott — "Do  you  mind  if  I  call  you  by 

paper  in  Astronomy:  your  first  name?" 

Question:  What  is  the  zodiac?  She — "Well,  I'd  rather  have  you  call  me  by 

Answer:  I've  never  seen  a  zodiac,  your  last." 

I  never  hope  to  see  one ;  *         *         * 

But  if  I  flunk  in  this  exam,  OLD  BUT  EVER  NEW 

I'll  know  that  there  must  be  one. 

When  poets  and  writers,  and  other  wise  blighters, 

Are  choosing  a  name  for  a  fair  damosel, 
Holbrook— "  Why  is  J.  P.  Morgan  like   Pha-  j^^^y  ^^^^y^  ^^^^^^  ^  most  fanciful  title 
raoh's  daughter?"  j^^^^,^    '' Frenchy,"    "outre,''    or   that    sounds 
Ford— "I  don't  know.     Why?"  ^^^j^^^  ^^ swell r 
Holbrook — "They  both  found  a  profit  (proph- 
et) in  the  rushes  on  the  bank."  j^^^y  choose  for  the  dames  such  wonderful  names 

*  *         *  As  Vivian,  Gladys,  Juanita,  Estelle; 
Prof,   (in  Astronomy) — "What's  the  equinoc-  As  Evelyn,  Beatrix,  sweet  Geraldine; 

tial,  Sylvester?"  As  Jeanne  and  Corinne,  and  Louise,  and  AdHe. 

Benson — "The  equinoctial?    Why,  er — equus, 

a  horse,  and  nox,  night;   why,  er — nightmare."  Let  them  rave;  and  they  do — His  strange,  hut  true — 

*  *         *  Of  Kathlyn,  and  Esther,  Mignon,  and  Pauline; 
First  Engineer— "I  got  a  cut  in  Mechanics;  Marguerite,  Antoinette,  Lucille,  Juliette; 

what  should  I  do  about  it?"  ^f  Genevieve,  Violet,  Therese,  and  Irene. 

Second    Engineer — "Better    take    it    to    the 

infirmary  to  be  dressed."  -^"^^  ^^''^.^^  ^^'y  Pen— these  poetical  men,— 

Of  Arline  and  Diana,  Virginia,  Maxine; 

Of  Gertrude  and    Constance,   and    Florence   and 

Pickett — "Why  is  Jim  Murray  like  a  man  with  Grace 

a  victrola?"  qj  Winifred,  Rosalind,  Blanche,  and  Eileen! 
Delaney— "I  don't  know." 

Pickett— " He's  always  putting  on  airs."  J^^^ ^j^^^  ^^„^^  l^^  ^^^^  ^^^^^  ^j  ^^^-^  j^-^  Eleanore, 


*         *         * 


Of  Doris,  Patricia,  Cleone,  and  Sophie, 


Some  of  the  preps  are  so  enthusiastic  over     But  yet,  though  'tis  strange,  the  heavenly  name 
physical    exercise    that    they    have    been    seen  Of  Mary  has  always  seemed  sweetest  to  me. 

entering  the  gym  at  all  hours  of  the  night.  Harold  J,  Wiegand,  '21, 


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Contents 

PAGE 

THE  CLOUDS   (Poem) 3 

Harold  J.  Wiegand, '21 

POETRY  AND  WAR 4 

G.  A.  O'Meara 

ALPINE  WINS   (Story) 6 

John  F.  O'Brien,  '19 

THE   MUSIC   OF   LIFE   (Essay) 14 

Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  '18 

THE  HONOR  OF  CHARLEMAGNE   DUDLEY  (Story) 18 

Paul  Judson,  '20 

FOOLING   FATHER  (Story) .     20 

John  J.  Maguire,  '20 

EASTER  MORNING   (Poem) 22 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

EDITORIAL 

(1)  Our  Part  in  the  War 23 

(2)  One  Year 24 

EXCHANGES 24 

COLLEGE   NOTES 26 

ALUM  NI 28 

WITH   THE  COLORS 31 

ATHLETICS .  38 

SPLINTERS 39 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 

Vol.  II.  APRIL,  1918  No.  4 


The  Clouds 

Fleecy  fields  of  snowy  whiteness, 
Bathed  in  sunbeams,  warm  and  bright: 

Floating  slowly  o'er  the  heavens, 
Drifting  in  celestial  flight. 

Peaceful  children  of  the  heavens, 

Dreamy  roamers  of  the  sky, 
Lovers  of  the  springtime  breezes 

That  go  brushing  gently  by. 

Dainty,  silv'ry,  iridescent. 
Basking  in  the  sun's  broad  beams, 

Smiling  at  their  bright  reflections 
In  the  sparkling,  glistening  streams. 

Dancing,  joyous,  dazzling,  glowing^ 

Whiter  than  the  ocean's  foam. 
Guardians  of  the  azure  heavens. 

O'er  the  sky  the  cloudlets  roam. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21. 


THE    VI  LLANO VAN 


Poetry  and  War 


By  G.  a.  O'Meara 


TROUBLED  times  have  ever  been  pro- 
ductive of  great  poetry.  In  wartime  we 
notice  a  lack  of  great  prose,  but  the  Muse 
of  Poetry  is  more  than  ever  alert.  The  present 
great  crisis  is  no  exception.  It  is  gratifying  to 
note  that  some  of  the  greatest  and  noblest 
principles  of  life  are  being  emphasized  in  the 
present-day  war  poetry. 

To  appreciate  the  real  meaning  of  the  terrors 
of  war,  we  must,  after  having  gazed  upon  the 
blood-stained  battlefields  of  Europe,  turn  our 
eyes  to  the  tear-stained  fields  of  the  homes  of 
wives  and  mothers.  Ada  Tyrrell  has  struck  a 
beautiful  note  in  her  poem,  "My  Son."  The 
mother's  thoughts,  occupied  with  her  absent 
boy,  naturally  go  back  to  the  dear,  dead  days. 

''Here  is  his  little  cambric  frock 

That  I  laid  by  in  lavender  so  sweet, 
And  here  his  tiny  shoe  and  sock 

I  made  with  loving  care  for  his  dear  feet.'' 

But,  ah!  those  days  are  gone.     There  is  a  cold, 
hard  reality  to  face. 

"  Where  do  those  strong  young  feet  now  stand? 
In  flooded  trench,  half  numb  to  cold  or  pain, 
Or  marching  through  the  desert  sand 

To  some  dread  place  that  they  may  never  gain.'' 

It  is  a  great  problem  for  a  mother.  But  faith 
will  conquer  all.  There  is  a  Power  above  the 
cruelty  of  grasping  princes. 

''God  guide  him  and  his  men  to-day! 

Though  death  may  lurk  in  any  tree  or  hill. 
His  brave  young  spirit  is  their  stay, 

Trusting  in  that  they' II  follow  where  he  will." 

In  the  ordinary  avocations  the  mother  will 
ask  a  high  place  for  her  boy.  He  must  stand 
out  as  a  great  man, — a  leader.     But  in  war — 

"I  ask  no  honors  on  the  field. 

That  other  men  have  won  as  brave  as  he — 
/  only  pray  that  God  may  shield 

My  son,  and  bring  him  safely  back  to  me!" 


If  the  cause  be  a  noble  one — and  ours  is — how 
generously  do  the  American  mothers  give  up 
their  boys!  Katharine  Tynan  has  realized  this 
in  her  beautiful  poem,  "To  the  Others." 

"  Your  son  and  my  son,  clean  as  new  swords; 
Your  man  and  my  man,  and  now  the  Lord's! 
Your  son  and  my  son  for  the  Great  Crusade, 
With  the  banner  of  Christ  over  them — our  knights 
new-made." 

With  such  an  abundance  of  war  songs,  it 
is  difficult  to  select  all  the  gems.  We  must, 
then,  make  our  choice  depend  on  the  importance 
of  the  subject.  In  every  great  war,  there  is  one 
figure  standing  out  as  the  model  of  all  that  is 
noble  and  heroic.  The  chaplain  stands  at  the 
altar  and  offers  sacrifice  to  the  Almighty  for 
the  safety  of  his  nation  and  his  "boys."  He 
is  in  the  front  ranks  during  the  fray.  He 
encourages  the  struggling  heroes,  he  prepares 
them  to  face  the  Great  Judge,  he  closes  their 
eyes  in  death.     What  a  glorious  mission! 

' '  In  the  pale  gleam  of  new-born  day. 
Apart  in  some  tree-shadowed  place, 
Your  altar  but  a  packing-case. 
Rude  as  the  shed  where  Mary  lay. 
Your  sanctuary  the  rain-drenched  sod, 
You  bring  the  kneeling  soldier  God." 

— Winifred  Letts. 

The  pens  of  those  who  are  or  have  been  at 
the  front  have  been  by  no  means  idle.  They 
look  back  at  bygone  days  and  the  Muse  will 
not  be  still.  Tennant,  in  his  "Home  Thoughts 
from  Lavente,"  is  well  worth  consideration. 

' '  7  saw  green  banks  of  daffodil, 

Slim  poplars  in  the  breeze, 
Great  tan-brown  hares  in  gusty  March 

A-courting  on  the  leas. 
And  meadows,  with  their  glittering  streams — and 
silver  scurrying  dace — 

Home,  what  a  perfect  place!" 


1 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


"No  Man's  Land"  is  a  common  expression 
with  us  now,  yet  only  those  who  have  been  there 
can  tell  of  its  terrors. 

"  What  are  the  bounds  of  No  Man's  Land? 
You  can  see  them  clearly  on  either  hand, 
A  mound  of  rag-bags  gray  in  the  sun, 
Or  a  furrow  of  brown  where  the  earthworks  run 
From  the  eastern  hills  to  the  western  sea. 
Through  field  and  forest,  o'er  river  and  lea; 
No  man  may  pass  them,  but  aim  you  well 
And  Death  rides  across  on  the  bullet  or  shell." 

— "No  Man's  Land,"  Jas.  H.  Knight-Adkin. 

"German  Prisoners,"  by  Joseph  Lee,  has  a 
true,  Christian  ring  in  it.  The  soldier  meets  a 
group  of  German  prisoners;  his  first  impulse  is 
to  insult  or  scorn  them,  but  when  he  notices 
their  sad  faces  and  discouraged  air  he  is  moved 
to  sympathy. 

"How  from  tired  eyes  looked  spirits  broken  down, 
How  each  face  showed  the  pale  flag  of  defeat. 
And  doubt,  despair,  and  disillusionment. 
And  how  were  grievous  wounds  on  many  a  head. 
And  how  your  garb  red-faced  was  other  red; 
And  how  you   stooped    as  men  whose  strength 

was  spent, 
I  knew  that  we  had  suffered  each  as  other, 
And  could  have  grasped  your  hand  and  cried, 

' My  brother'!'' 

"Orthodoxy,"  "The  Ball  and  the  Cross," 
"The  Innocence  of  Father  Brown,"  and  numer- 
ous other  works  have  given  Gilbert  Keith  Ches- 
terton a  right  to  a  high  place  in  our  literature. 
He  is  the  greatest  essayist  of  our  age.  War 
has  turned  him  to  poetry.  "The  Wife  of 
Flanders"  pictures  the  desolation  wrought  by 
the  cruel,  unprincipled  invaders. 

"Must  I  for  more  than  carnage  call  you  claimant. 
Paying  you  a  penny  for  each  son  you  slay? 
Man,  the  whole  world  in  gold  were  no  repayment 
For  what   YOU  have  lost.  And  how  shall  I 
repay? 


"  Unhappy,  can  I  give  you  back  your  honor? 
Though  I  forgave,  would  any  man  forgetl 
While  all  the  great  green  land  has  trampled  on  her 
The  treason  and  terror  of  the  night  we  met. 

"Not  any  more  in  vengeance  or  in  pardon 
An  old  wife  bargains  for  a  bean  that's  hers. 
You  have  no  word  to  break ;  no  heart  to  harden 
Ride  on  and  prosper.   You  have  lost  your  spurs.' ' 

Cecil  Chesterton,  whom  the  United  States 
entertained  a  few  short  years  ago,  is  actively  in 
the  war.  He  is  a  private  in  the  Highland  Light 
Infantry,  and  has  written  much  good  poetry. 
We  quote  from  "France": 

"And  she  seemed  broken  and  they  thought  her  dead, 
The  Overmen,  so  brave  against  the  weak. 
Has  your  last  word  of  Sophistry  been  said, 
0  cult  of  slaves?     Then  it  is  hers  to  speak. 

"Clear  the  slow  mists  from  her  half-darkened  eyes, 
As  slow  mists  parted  over  Valmy  fell. 
As  once  again  her  hands  in  high  surprise 
Take  hold  upon  the  battlements  of  Hell." 

Austin  Dobson  brings  up  a  vital  question  in 
his  poetry.  In  war  times  we  are  naturally 
looking  and  praying  for  peace.  But  what  will 
peace  bring  with  it? 

' ' '  When  there  is  peace  our  land  no  more 
Will  be  the  land  we  knew  of  yore. ' 
Thus  do  our  facile  seers  foretell 
The  truth  that  none  can  buy  or  sell 
And  e'en  the  wisest  must  ignore. 
When  we  have  bled  at  every  pore. 
Shall  we  still  strive  for  gear  and  store? 
Will  it  be  Heaven?    Will  it  be  Hell, 

When  there  is  Peace? 
This  let  us  pray  for,  this  implore: 
That  all  base  dreams  thrust  out  at  door. 
We  may  in  loftier  aims  excel 
And,  like  men  waking  from  a  spell, 
Grow  stronger,  nobler,  than  before. 

When  there  is  Peace." 


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6                                                       THE   VILLANOVAN  '                         ' 

Alpine  Wins 

By  John  O'Brien,  '19 

IT  WAS   early  summer — just  at   that  season  "Oh,  for  no  particular  reason,    Harry,"   an- 

ofthe  year  when  youthful  nature  is  smiling  swered  the  girl.     "I  was  just  thinking  of  my  poor 

and    fresh.       Alpine   was    never  so  pretty  brother  in  France  and  I  thought  I'd  try  to  be 

in  the  period  of  her  existence.     The  summer  happy  in  the  remembrance  of  his  name." 

breeze  that  played  through  the  dancing  leaves  "So  you  have  a  brother  in  France?      Army, 

was    cooling    and    welcoming.      The    blushing  eh?" 

flowers   and    verdant   lawns   seemed    to   smile  "Yes,  didn't  you  know  that?    Why,  yes,  and 

at  the  innocent  frolic  of  the  branches.     Nature  it  often  worries  me,  for  I  believe  that  I  shall 

was  indeed  bounteous  this  year  in  her  vesture,  never  see  him  again,"  replied  the  girl.     "Some- 

On  one  of  those  characteristic  evenings  that  thing  tells  me  he  is  going  to  die  in  battle." 

distinguish  Alpine,  two  young  people  could  be  "Well,  that's  news  to  me,"  confessed  Boyce. 

seen  strolling  along  the  winding  path  that  lay  "I  wish   I   had  known  that  before;    I  would 

before  the  college  structure.     Arm  in  arm,  they  have  enlisted  under  the  French  flag  myself  for 

walked,  talking  and  smiling  into  each  other's  your  sake  and  his." 

faces.    The  young  man,  Harry  Boyce,  a  student  "Foolish  boy!"   frowned  the  young  woman, 

at  the  institution,  was  deeply  absorbed  with  the  "To  what  purpose?     Why  should  you  enlist? 

charm  and  sweetness  of  his  companion.      He  France  is  well  supplied,  without  your  having  to 

appeared  most  anxious  about  her  comfort  and  cross  the  ocean.     You  take  your  degree  within 

hence  spared  no  effort  to  make  her  feel  happy  and  a  month,  then  if  your  own  country  needs  you, 

at  home.     It  was  very  evident  that  the  visitor,  go,  and  I'll  go  with  you.     But  don't  seek  trouble 

Joan  Barow,  was  equally  interested  in  the  words  until  it's  at  yoiir  door." 

and  attentions  of  her  admirer.      They  moved  "Well  said,  Joan,  my  dear,"  agreed  the  stu- 

along    slowly    and    perfectly    oblivious   to    the  dent.      "I'll  take  your  advice,   though  things 

surrounding  beauty  of  the  buildings  and  the  look  pretty  bad  between  Uncle  Sam  and  the 

environment.      Finally,  after  they  had  walked  Kaiser.     But  I  tell  you,  if  they  don't  treat  us  a 

over  the  roads  several  times,  the  young  woman  little  better,  I'll  help  to  make  them  respect  the 

evinced   signs  of  weariness,   which  were  suffi-  white  hairs  of  that  old  gent  that  is  garbed  in  the 

cient  to  induce  the  student  to  bring  her  to  the  Stars  and  Stripes." 

college   sitting-room.  ■  Accordingly,    they   pro-  "That's  the  spirit,  boy,"  smiled  the  girl,  as 

ceeded  at  once  to  the  pleasant  apartment  that  she  arose  from  her  seat  and  expressed  a  desire 

was   situated    in    the    nearby    vicinity.      For-  to  go  home.     Harry,  of  course,  would  not  op- 

tunately,   they  found  the  well-furnished  room  pose  her  will  and  immediately  made  preparations 

unoccupied.     As  usual,  the  motionless  keys  of  for  her  departure.     The  lovers  went  as  they 

the  piano  invited  the  attention  of  the  girl,  who  came,  arm-in-arm,  out  into  the  dusk  of  evening, 

needed    no  second  invitation  to   "play  some-  down  through  the  winding  path  to  the   station, 

thing."     W^hatever  her  motive  might  have  been  The   girl   bade  her  sweetheart   good-bye  with 

in  rendering  the  Marseillaise  was  unfathomable  the  ordinary  formality  of  love  and  sincerity, 

to  the  American  boy.     She  played  it  with  such  and  boarded  the  car  that  moved  away  swiftly 

technique  and  skill  that  the  patriotic  blood  of  and   smoothly   into  the  silent  distance.      The 

the  student  seemed   to  answer  to  the  fervent  other  returned  to  his  house  of  studies.     He  was 

warmth  of  its  afi'ection  for  the  mother-country  somewhat  downhearted  now.     His  mind  seemed 

of  his  sweetheart.  to  be  weighed  down  with  the  unhappy  premo- 

"Why  did  you  play  that  piece?"  asked  the  nition  of  evil.      He  stalked  into  the  refectory 

young  man,  with  a  smile,  after  the  last  note  and    found    that   the   evening   meal    had    just 

of  the  selection  had  hushed  into  silence.  started.     He  had  no  desire  for  supper,  but  he 


■  :::.::'^  ;■;  ::v::y^'V-;-^^^                .the  villanovan    ,      ,\  7 

must  comply  with  the  rule  that  demanded  at  companion  was  far  off  in  the  land  of  hopeful 

least  his  presence.     As  he  entered,  one  of  his  ambition.     Before  anyone  could  speak  with  the 

companions  noticed  his  seemingly  discontented  dreamer,  he  had  turned  and  was  moving  with 

mood,  which  was  something  very  unusual  for  rapid  strides  towards  the  door  which  opened 

Harry.  directly  before  the  president's  office. 

"What's    wrong,    pal?"    asked    a    smiling,  "Degree  or  no  degree,"  he  muttered,  as  he 

happy-go-lucky-looking  sort  of    chap  who  was  passed  out.     He  proceeded  at  once  to  the  room 

well  into  a  good  meal.      "She  stood  you  up?  of  the  reverend  director  of  the  institution.     The 

Oh,  wouldn't  come  to  supper,  eh?     Well,  that  robed  president  was  sitting  at  his  desk.      His 

was  tough,  old  man!      But  don't  worry;    I'll  face  beamed  with  the  usual  smile  of  paternal 

get  even  with  her  for  you.     I'll  eat  her  share  welcome   and  care.      He  noticed   the   nervous 

tonight  and  take  her  out  tomorrow  night."  condition  of  the  student  and  arose   from  his 

"This  naturally  brought  a  smile  to  the  face  place  to  meet  the  worried  boy  halfway  between 

of  Harry.     He  couldn't  get  angry  with  his  in-  the  door  and  his  busy  desk, 

quisitive  friend,  because  the  latter  was  a  good-  "Well,  Henry,  how  are  you  this  evening?" 

hearted  fellow,  more  disposed  to  happiness  and  inquired  the  priest,    as  he  extended  his  hand 

ease  than  to  study  and  labor.     Boyce,  accord-  to  the  visitor. 

ingly,  made  no  reply,  but  focused  his  eye  on  the  "I'm   well.    Father,    thank   you,"    informed 

evening  paper  that  lay  on  the  table.     He  picked  Boyce,  "but  I've  come  to  tell  you  I've  decided 

up  the  daily  periodical  and  ran  over  the  front  to  enlist  in  the  service.     It  might  be  foolish,  but 

sheet.  I  can't  sit  by  and  see  my  pals  marching  away 

"What's  that!"  he  cried.  "What's  that!"  when  I  have  no  obstacle  to  retain  me  but  a  prom- 

The  attention  of  the  whole  dining-room  was  ise  to  my  sweet — ." 

attracted  by  the  sudden  exclamation.  "Ha!  ha!  So  you're  going  to  be  a  soldier,  eh? 

"What's  that!    United  States  declares  war  on  Why,  that's  the  spirit  of  '76,  boy,  that  made 

Germany!     Volunteer!     President  Wilson  calls  you  a  free  American.    God  bless  your  noble 

for  volunteers."  intention,  son!      Go,  by  all  means.      I'll  play 

He  read  the  rest  in  half  a  mumble.     His  face  my  part  in  the  sacrifice.    Your  degree  is  assured, 

became   white,    his   eyes   seemed    to    fill    with  I'll  send  it  to  your  mother  with  my  blessing  and 

emotion.     'Twas  only  a  few  moments  ago  that  congratulation." 

he  had  promised  his  sweetheart  that  he  would  Harry's  eyes  began  to  dampen  with  the  water 
wait  for  his  degree.  But  where  would  his  of  joy  and  gratitude.  The  reverend  president 
college  and  his  degree  be  if  his  country  had  not  had  been  a  father  to  him,  and  more  than  a 
defended  him  and  the  rights  of  his  alma  mater?  father.  He  had  been  a  friend,  a  master,  and  a 
Promise  or  no  promise,  he  had  more  than  a  guide.  After  a  few  moments  of  conversation, 
promise  to  Old  Glory.  How  many  times  as  a  wherein  the  priest  advised  his  parting  student 
child  had  he  raised  his  little  hand  towards  the  on  matters  of  a  religious  and  military  nature, 
unconscious  banner  of  liberty  and  pledged  his  the  young  man  bade  him  an  affectionate  good- 
life  for  its  defense  and  honor!     Now,  when  the  bye. 

crucial  moment  came,    would  he  squirm  and  "Good-bye,    son,"    returned    the    president, 

crawl  under  the  pretense  of  a  cowardly  promise  "Take  care  of  yourself.     Some  day  when  you 

to  a  sweetheart?     No!     Faint  heart  never  won  come  back  to  us  we'll  show  you  what  patriotism 

fair  lady.     Her  love  was  worthy  of  the  sacrifice,  merits  and  what  courage  deserves.     Good-bye. 

France,  her  country,  was  suffering;   her  brother  May  God  bless  you,  my  boy!" 

was  there,  and  he,  her  lover,  must  roam  over  Boyce  had  knelt  for  the  priest's  benediction, 

its  fields  and  seek  its  lurking  enemy  and  crush  He    kissed   the   anointed   hand   and     departed 

its  head  beneath  the  proud  heel  of  American  silently,  struggling  to  keep  back  the  emotion 

loyalty  and  devotion.  that  was  welling  up  in  his  heart.      He  went 

While   Harry  was  deeply   absorbed   in   this  quietly  to  his  room.     On  his  way  he  met  with 

reverie,  the  student  body  had  realized  that  their  no  one.      His  apartment  was  dark,  yet  never 


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before  did  it  seem  so  welcoming.  He  was  indeed 
bowed  down  with  a  heavy  heart.  After  packing 
a  few  articles  of  immediate  need  into  a  suitcase, 
he  hurried  the  remainder  of  his  belongings 
within  the  confines  of  a  large  trunk.  By  nine 
o'clock  he  was  ready  to  start.  His  room  was 
now  untidy  and  unpleasant.  He  sought  his  pal, 
who  had  misjudged  his  seriousness  in  the  early 
part  of  the  evening.  He  found  him  in  the  arms 
of  Morpheus.  The  college  chum  soon  showed 
signs  of  wakefulness  and,  although  he  was 
proud  of  Harry's  move,  there  was  an  alloy  of 
regret  and  sympathy  lurking  in  his  congratula- 
tions. 

"But  why  go  tonight?"  asked  the  mystified 
sleeper. 

"I  want  to  spend  the  last  night  with  my 
mother,"  returned  Harry.  "I'll  enlist  tomorrow, 
and  no  doubt  I'll  go  to  camp  at  once.  And  I 
want  to  be  off  when  there's  none  around  to  make 
a  fuss  about  my  going.  I've  told  none  but  you 
and  Father.  He's  perfectly  willing,  and  gave 
me  some  good  advice  which  I  intend  to  follow. 
So,  bye-bye,  old  man.  Think  of  me  once  in 
awhile  when  you  are  in  the  Chapel.  Take  care 
of  yourself,  and  tend  to  my  things  when  you 
get  a  chance." 

The  other  made  the  promise  to  send  the 
belongings  of  the  soldier  boy  to  his  mother. 
They  bade  farewell,  one  to  start  on  the  road  of 
glory  that  ends  at  the  grave,  the  other  to  the 
ease  and  comfort  of  his  peaceful  chamber. 

As  Harry  walked  through  the  grounds,  the 
silver  moon  cast  a  metallic  hue  on  the  trees  and 
shrubbery.  Alpine  was  never  so  pretty,  never 
so  charming  as  this  evening.  The  very  scene 
seemed  to  smile  with  approbation  on  the  stu- 
dent's determination.  He  reached  the  main 
entrance  that  led  him  into  the  public  road.  He 
turned  for  one  last  look,  one  smile,  one  blessing, 
from  his  dear  old  alma  mater  of  many  happy 
hours.  He  raised  his  hat  to  the  silent  structure 
and  with  the  devotion  of  his  true  Irish-American 
heart  he  exclaimed,  "Alpine!  Alpine!  I  may 
never  see  you  again,  but  may  you  flourish  and 
grow  strong  in  the  beauty  of  your  teaching  and 
the  depth  of  your  patriotism!"  He  turned  and 
soon  disappeared  amid  the  frolicking  leaves  that 
played  before  the  summer's  breeze  of  evening. 


CHAPTER  II 
In  France 

Days  numbered  into  weeks  and  weeks  meas- 
ured into  months.  The  chill  of  early  autumn 
was  already  opening  hostilities  on  the  warmth 
and  beauty  of  the  lingering  summer.  'Twas 
evening,  and  the  moon  was  high  in  the  heavens, 
shedding  its  silver  light  on  the  vales  and  valleys 
of  fair  France.  Far  off  across  the  lea  could  be 
heard  the  roar  of  cannon:  the  laugh  of  "grim- 
visaged  war."  The  evening  mess  was  just 
finished  and  the  whole  camp  was  teeming  with 
the  bustle  of  soldiers,  each  going  in  his  own 
desired  way.  After  the  turmoil  of  rushing 
warriors  had  ceased,  two  men  appeared  before 
the  entrance  of  the  camp.  One  was  a  tall, 
stately  man,  a  French  officer — Vincent  Sor- 
deaux  by  name.  He  was  evidently  instructing 
in  sentry  duty,  a  novice,  who  proved  to  be  none 
other  than  Harry  Boyce. 

"Now,  look  here,  Harry,"  warned  the  offi- 
cer, "I'm  putting  you  on  the  watch  tonight 
because  I  trust  you.  I've  been  hearing  strange 
rumors  of  attack  and  I'm  prepared  for  any- 
thing. There  have  been  seen  moving  objects 
on  those  hills  at  sunset;  we  saw  them,  so  they 
might  try  some  funny  work  tonight.  Remem- 
ber, if  you  need  any  help,  fire  three  quick  shots 
and  I'll  be  at  hand  with  some  of  the  boys  to 
stand   behind   you." 

The  sentry  took  his  orders,  saluted,  and  the 
official  departed.  Within  an  hour  the  buzz  of 
the  camp  had  been  quieted.  Silence  was  be- 
ginning to  assume  its  reign.  The  cool  wind 
that  hissed  in  the  distant  vale  echoed  back  a 
tone  of  warning  that  night  and  its  perils  were 
approaching.  The  moon  was  almost  as  bright 
a  luminary  as  the  sun,  and  hence  Harry  had 
no  difficulty  in  viewing  the  quiet  and  rest  of  the 
surrounding  country.  Back  and  forth  he 
walked,  his  musket  shouldered,  and  his  eyes 
and  ears  eager  for  the  least  approach  of  friend 
or  foe. 

"There  won't  be  anything  doing  tonight," 
he  thought.  He  looked  around  again,  but  all 
was  still,  peaceful  and  happy  beneath  starlit 
heavens. 

"I  wonder  how  my  Joan  is  tonight,"  he  said 
to  himself.     "It  is  three  long  months  since  I've 


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seen  her.  It's  strange  Vince  didn't  know  her 
brother,  Joe.  Never  heard  of  him?  That 
certainly  got  me  thinking.  Wonder  if  she 
deceived  me?  No!  That  couldn't  be.  She's 
too  true.     There  is  something  else  in  the  wind." 

He  stopped  and  listened.  What's  that?  A 
form,  a  German  hat?  Harry  prepared  his  gun 
for  immediate  use.  The  form  was  distinctly 
that  of  a  man.  He  was  approaching  the  camp 
with  rapid  strides,  but  not  directly.  He  moved 
on  an  angle,  making  for  the  rear  entrance. 
Harry  watched  the  mysterious  figure  and  moved 
toward  it.  Evidently  the  stranger  was  uncon- 
scious of  his  being  watched,  for  occasionally  he 
would  stop,  look  behind  him,  and  then  hasten 
with  increased  rapidity  towards  the  French 
quarters.  The  suspense  lasted  for  nearly  twenty 
minutes.  Finally,  the  German-garbed  figure 
was  within  hearing  distance. 

"Halt!  Halt!"  demanded  Boyce. 

The  intruder  looked  behind  him  again  and 
started  to  run  in  his  former  direction. 

"Halt!  Halt!  I  say.  Halt!"  shouted  the  sen- 
try, louder,  as  he  raised  his  gun. 

The  other  was  either  unconscious  of  or  im- 
pervious to  the  watching  American  boy's  orders. 
He  did  not  halt;  in  fact,  he  moved  faster  than 
before.  Harry  became  cold.  Murder  stared 
in  his  face.  "Great  heavens!"  he  thought. 
"Kill!  My  duty!  I  must!" 

He  fired.  The  form  fell  to  the  ground  and  a 
moan  of  torture  sounded  in  the  stillness  that 
followed  the  explosion  of  the  shot.  The  fallen 
man  was  but  two  hundred  yards  away  from  the 
sentry.     Harry  hastened  to  the  dying  intruder. 

"Who  are  you,  and  what  do  you  want?" 
asked  Boyce  rather  nervously. 

"I'm  Joseph  Barow,  a  captain  in  the  French 
army,"  gasped  the  dying  man.  "If  you  area 
friend,  bring  the  papers  which  you  will  find  in 
the  hem  of  my  coat — bring  them  to  my  general. 
Tell  him  they  cost  me  my  life,  but  at  that  they 
are  dirt  cheap,  because  they  may  purchase 
victory  for  my  France." 

He  gasped.  His  breast  was  emitting  a  little 
stream  of  blood.  His  face  was  pale  and  ghostly 
in  the  moon's  bright  rays. 

"Friend,"  he  continued  in  a  low  voice,  as 
the  sentry  knelt  by  his  side.  "I  have  but  one 
in  the  world  whom  I  love — my  sister  Joan,  who 


lives  in  America.  Find  her  out  and  tell  her  for 
me  that  I  died  at  the  hands  of  an  enemy  who 
followed  me  and  who  saw  me  cross  yonder 
bridge.  He  let  me  come  near  enough  to  be  dis- 
appointed in  my  hopes  of  giving  my  leader  the 
news  that  tomorrow  there  will  be  a  storm 
against  our  camp,  and  the  enemy  is  going  to  1;ry 
to  carry  us  away."     He  gasped  again  and  died. 

The  mien  of  the  dead  man  became  darkened, 
and,  in  the  dreary  light  of  the  moon,  the  spec- 
tral appearance  of  death  was  there  in  all  its 
horror  and  dread.  The  sentry  gazed  half 
distractedly  on  the  form  of  the  murdered  man. 
What  had  he  done?  Killed  a  friend,  ay,  more 
than  a  friend,  the  brother  of  his  love!  Mur- 
dered him  most  cruelly.  Anguish  and  distress 
of  mind  seemed  to  rend  the  heart  of  the  half- 
conscious  American  soldier. 

"Great  God!"  he  moaned,  "what  have  1 
done?  Killed  the  man  I  came  to  defend!  Oh, 
cruel,  cruel  fate!  My  Joan,  how  will  you  ever 
forgive  me?  Joan,  Joan,  how  will  you  ever 
forgive  me?" 

He  fell,  his  head  rested  on  the  lifeless  bosom  of 
the  victim.  There  he  remained,  a  pitiable 
object.  After  a  few  moments  he  raised  himself. 
His  eyes  were  inflamed  from  tears,  his  face 
swollen,  and  his  heart  frantically  beating  in 
his  breast.  However,  he  managed  to  muster 
sufficient  courage  and  strength  to  seek  the 
coveted  papers.  He  ripped  the  seam  of  the 
heavy  military  coat,  and  there  was  concealed  a 
small  roll  of  paper  neatly  folded  and  tied  with 
a  white  string.  This  he  seized  and  then  took  a 
hasty  glance  behind;  but  all  was  still.  Even 
the  hissing  of  the  distant  hills  had  hushed. 
The  same  smiling  Diana  was  in  the  heavens, 
with  the  same  pleasant  visage  of  approbation 
and  love.  He  turned  towards  his  officer's 
quarters,  thrust  the  papers  in  the  breast  shield 
of  his  coat,  and  started  in  the  direction  of  his 
commander's  tent.  He  fled  with  all  haste; 
nobody  was  seen  or  heard.  Evidently  he  had 
destroyed  all  moving  life  but  his  own,  and  he 
wished  he  had  died  himself  rather  than  to  know 
he  had  killed  his  sweetheart's  brother.    , 

In  a  few  moments  he  arrived  at  Sordeaux' 
resting-place.  He  paused  before  entering,  to 
take  one  last  glance  to  be  sure  that  all  was  still. 
He  turned  to  enter,  but  before  he  had  taken  a 


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step  forward  three  quick  shots  were  heard,  one  of  you  suppose  you  were  given  a  gun,  unless  to 

which  lodged  in  his  side.     He  screamed  and  fell  use  it?" 

headlong    into    the    room    of    the    slumbering  "But    I'm    a    murderer,"    explained    Harry, 

official.    The  signal  and  the  crash  of  the  wounded  "a  cold-blooded  murderer." 

sentry  aroused  the  sleeping  dwellers  of  the  tent.  "You  are  no  such  thing,"  chorused  the  com- 

Almost  instantly,  a  score  of  half-dressed  army  pany.       "Nonsense!      You're    a   brick,    you're 

men   were   at   hand,    some   armed  with   rifles,  a  hero." 

others  half  conscious  of  a  horrible  occurrence.  Harry  asked  for  his  coat,  which  had  been 

They  seized  and  gently  carried  the  form  of  the  thrown  in  the  corner.      It  was  a  gory  bundle, 

dying  man  to  a  ready  cot,  where  immediate  that  gave  ah  unpleasant  odor  of  blood.     One  of 

medical  attendance  was  rendered.     Some  of  the  the  boys  hastened  to  obey  his  wish  and  brought 

armed  men  rushed  to  the  door  of  the  tent,  but  over  the  garment. 

all  was  still  and  quiet  without.     Suddenly  three  "Look  in  the  breast  pocket,"  directed  Harry, 

forms  were  seen  in  the  distance.      They  were  This  was  immediately  done,  and  a  small  roll  of 

fleeing.     One  of  the  aroused  militia  spied  them  blood-stained  paper  was  found.     Vince  took  it 

and  shouted  to  his  friends,  "Fire!  Fire!"     The  and  was  about  to  open  it. 

5  Idiers  obeyed,  but  when  the  vapor  that  was  "Don't  look  at  that,  Vince,  give  it  to  the 

consequent  on  the  explosion  had  cleared  away,  'Gen.'      Tell  him  that  Joe  Baftjw  brought  it 

nothing  indicative  of  life  was  visible.    The  men  from  the  enemy's  lines.      It  is  a  plan  of  the 

were  at  a  loss  to  know  whether  or  not  they  had  battle  for  tomorrow.      It  cost  Joe  his  life,  and 

hit  their  game.     They  returned  immediately  to  would  to  God  that  it  had  cost  me  mine!" 

their  tents,  feeling  sure  that  all  danger  was  gone  "Look  here,  Henry,  no  such  hopes  around  this 

and  that  they  could  rest  peacefully  until  the  place.      You  did  the  right  thing  in  shooting, 

morning.      When    they    arrived    at   their   war  even  if  it  were  the  General  who  did  not  halt 

home,  they  found  the  doctors  working  on  the  when  you  told  him  to,"  explained  the  officer, 

body  of  Harry  Boyce.     The  medical  attendants  "I'll  see  that  these  papers  are  delivered  and  that 

had  succeeded  in  stopping  the  bleeding  to  a  great  you   get   your   reward   for   this  night's  deed." 

extent,  but  they  feared  the  effects  of  a  sudden  The  oihcer  dismissed  all  but  two  of  his  men. 

fright.     After  an  hour  or  so  of  hard  and  scien-  These  he  ordered  to  stay  with  the  dying  man 

tific  endeavor,  the  surgeon  restored  the  patient  and  the  attendinjg  physicians.     Soon  all  was  still 

to  consciousness.     Harry's  first  thought  was  of  and  all  departed  save  the  appointed  ones.     Night 

Joe  Barow.     "Whereis  Vince?"  asked  the  suffer-  dragged  on,  but  Harry  could  not  sleep.     The 

ing  man.  efforts  of  the  attendants  availed  nothing.     The 

"Here,   Henry,   boy;    what  do  you  want?"  doctor  was  equally  unable    to  induce  the  hero 

answered  the  officer,  in  a  soothing,  gentle  man-  to  sleep.     Finally,  after  a  toxicant  was  admin- 

ner.  istered,  the  artificial  producer  of  sleep  effected 

"Vince,  I  did  something  tonight  that  is  driv-  its  purpose.     He  slept  soundly  and  easily.   The 

ing  me  crazy  to  think  about.      I — I  killed  my  darkness  thinned  into  daylight,  and  soon  the 

sweetheart's    brother."  sun  was  shining  in  the  heavens.      Harry  slept 

Harry   again   seemed    to   be   overcome  with  on;   the  bleeding  wound  was  well  under  control, 

grief.     He  sobbed  like  a  child.  The  doctors  w^ere  hopeful,  but  the  excitement 

"How?"  asked  the  officer,  "accidentally?"  that  would  follow  on  any  fright  or  disturbance 

"No,  deliberately  and  knowingly,"  confessed  made  vigilance  necessary.     Finally,  the  medical 

the  torture-stricken  man.      Here  he  explained  men    departed,    enjoining    the    sentry's    com- 

before  the  whole  camp  the  chief  incidents  of  panions    to    preserve    quiet    and    rest    for    the 

his  work.      The  appearance,  the  w^arning,   the  wounded  soldier. 

refusal   to  obey,  the  thoughts  of  murder,   the  As  the  first  rays  of  the  full  sun  brightened 

dead  man,  and  the  discovery.  the  sick  chamber  of  the  hero,  Vince  appeared, 

"That    is    too    bad,"    acknowledged    Vince,  carrying  a  package  and  a  telegram  for  Harry, 

''but,  boy,  what  else  could  you  do?     Why  do  The  officer  at  once  dismissed  the  faithful  at- 


THE   VILLANOVAN  11 

tendants  and  offered  himself  as  watcher  for  the  theire  won't  be  some  feathers  flying!     We  can 

sufferer.     The  new  arrival  found  Harry  awake  fool  them  this  time,  boy,  and  make  them  realize 

but  very  weak.      As  he  entered,  the  patient  they  haven't  been  pulling  anything  over  on  this 

looked  up  into  the  face  of  his  friend,  smiled  and  crew.     Just  think  all  through  your  good  work, 

wiped  a  tear  from  his  eye  with  the  corner  of  the  Henry.      I   tell  you,   the   'Gen.'  has  his  head 

bed  sheet.  turned  about  you.     We'll  all  be  taking  orders 

"Mornin',"  smiled  Sordeaux.     "How's  things  from  you  soon." 

this  mornin'?     You're  lookin'  fine,  boy.     You  "Maybe,"  sighed  Harry.      "I   feel  that  my 

should  have  heard  what  the  'Gen'  said  when  end  is  near.     I'm  getting  weaker  all  the  time, 

he  got  your  message.     There's  no  limit  to  your  but  say,  Vince,  I  want  you  to  do  me  a  favor 

power  when  you're  well.     He'll  be  around  some-  today,  will  you  do  it?" 

time  today  himself.     He  sent  me  down  to  say  "Do  it,  eh?     Doit?     Sure,  I'll  do  anything 

that  he  was  proud  of  you  and  was  gomg  to  prove  y^^  ^^n  ^^      j^^^  ^^y  ^j^^  ^^^^^  ^^^  j^.^  ^^^^ 

it  before  many  hours.     Here's  a  package  and  a  j^  j  ^^^^  ^^  ^^^  ^  pjU  .^^  ^^  j^^^  j  ^jjj  ^^  ^^^_ 

telegram  from— from— I   don't  know  the  per-  thing  you  ask,  or  break  my  neck  in  the  attempt." 

son."      The    officer   ^anded    the    envelope    to 

jj^j.j.y  "Here,  then,"  said  Harry,  handing  Vince  the 

"What's  in  the  box?"  asked  Boyce.     "Open  Alpine   pennant.      "Take  this,  and  when  the 

j^  M  final  drive  is  made,  tie  it  to  Old  Glory,  the  good 

Vince  at  once  broke    the  binding  string   and  ^^^  ^^^^^  ^^^  Stripes,  and  carry  them  both  across 

was  soon  occupied  with   the   contents  of   the  ^he  hne  of  battle,  as  I  did  many  a  time  on  the 

package.      He  found    innumerable    useful   ar-  football  field.     Take  this,  for  in  its  folds  are 

tides:    socks,  tobacco,  candy,  and  such  things  conceaFed  my  heart  and  my  heart's  love.     Carry 

as  soldiers  eagerly  desire.     The  last  thing  to  be  '^  ^^  victory,  and  if  we  never  meet  again,  keep 

discovered  was  a  roll  of  blue  cloth.     The  official  ^^'^  ^^^^  ^^^  ^^g  ^^  memory  of  my  love  for  you 

unfolded  it  and,  to  the  amazement  of  Harry,  ^^^  France.     As  he  handed  the  Alpine  pennant 

there  appeared  before  him  a  real  pennant  of  ^o  the  officer,  Harry's  eyes  filled.     He  coughed 

Alpine.    The  suffering  man  seized  the  emblem  of  ^^  smother  a  sob.     "Vince,"  he  exclaimed,  "its 

his  alma  mater,  and  devoutly  kissed  it.  ^^^^^^  ^«  "^^  heart  good.     Blue  and  white,  that 

"God  bless  you,  Alpine!"  he  cried.      "God  ^^^^^   ^^^  Royalty   and   virtue— which   are   the 

bless  you,  from  your  dying  boy!"  blessings  of  the  American  soldier.      They  are 

The  officer  was  at  a  loss  to  comprehend  the  ^^^  ^^^^^^  °f    ^   S«od    Catholic  education  that 

meaning  of  such  an  outburst.     "Who  may  this  backed  the  strength  of  Old  Glory  and  made  it 

girl  Alpine  be?"  he  asked,  with  an  air  of  in-  Powerful  and  free. 

quisitiveness  that  was  intended  to  offset  the  The  officer  was  moved  by  the  eloquence  of 
sorrow  of  Harry.  the  patriot.  He  took  the  emblem,  folded  it, 
■  "She's  my  girl,  my  mother,  my  old  friend,"  and  put  it  into  his  pocket.  As  he  did  so,  the 
answered  Boyce  as  he  triumphantly  raised  the  forgotten  telegram  dropped.  "Here,"  he  ex- 
Blue  and  White  over  his  head.  "That  is  the  claimed,  "is  your  telegram;  it  slipped  my  mind." 
banner  of  my  college  in  America,  the  home  of  "Open  it,"  said  Harry,  rather  nervously, 
my  happy  hours  and  boyhood  days."  He  placed  The  other  obeyed.  He  offered  it  to  the  dying 
the  pennant  near  his  heart  and  turned  to  the  "^an,  but  the  latter  requested  his  friend  to  read 
visitor  and  said,  "But  you  didn't  tell  me  what  it.  Vince  again  complied  with  the  patient's 
was  in  the  note.  I  don't  remember  what  poor  wishes. 
Joe  said."  "  Dear  Har:"  he  read,  "You  did  not  grant  my 

"Oh,  nothing  much,"  informed  Sardeaux,  wish,  but  to  prove  my  love  and  forgiveness, 
"only  they  had  a  certain  formation  of  attack,  I'll  grant  yours.  You  may  expect  me  in  a  few 
which  might  have  defeated  us  if  we  weren't  days.  I  have  offered  myself  as  a  nurse.  Good- 
prepared  for  it.  But  they  have  not  a  chance  bye,  until  we  meet.  God  bless  you,  my  dear 
now.     We'll  be  there  ahead  of  them,  and  maybe  boy!  Your  own  Joan." 


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The  officer  finished  and  looked  at  his  friend,  of  the  French  officer.     Immediately  he  pulled 

Harry's  face  was  white,  so  white  that  Bordeaux  out  the  toptack  that  held  the  Stars  and  Stripes 

feared  death  had  come  on  the  reading  of  the  to  the  pole  and  fastened  the  Alpine  banner  with 

note.      But  soon  Boyce  was  brought  back  to  the  butt  of  his  revolver. 

consciousness.  His  eyes  were  closed,  he  could  "There  you  are,  Henry,"  exclaimed  the 
not  speak.  He  breathed  lightly  and  slowly;  officer.  "May  Joan  d'Arc  guide  us  to  victory! 
his  end  was  near  at  hand.  Suddenly,  a  blast  of  On,  on,  boys!"  He  placed  the  standard  in  a  firm 
a  trumpet  told  the  officer  to  muster  for  battle,  grasp,  and  advanced,  shouting  to  his  corn- 
He  thrust  the  message  into  his  pocket,  turned  panions,  "  Victory !  Victory !  Joan's  flag!  Joan's 
to  arouse  the  half-conscious  boy,  but  his  swoon  flag!  Victory!  Drive  on  for  your  lives,  for 
was  so  intense  that  Vince  feared  the  least  exer-  France,  for  victory!" 

tion  might  mean  a  speedy  end.     The  officer  The  introduction  of  the  strange  colors  had 

departed  for  the  fray  and  left  the  dying  man  the  happy  effect  of  inspiring  the  French  troops 

alone.  with  unlimited  confidence  in  their  leader.    They 

Off  to  the  war  went  the  heavy-hearted  soldier,  immediately  joined  the  Yankee  boys  and  the 

Harry  would  never  know  the  glory  that  was  his  combined  force  of  both  made  a  drive  that  filled 

own.     He  would  never  see  the  light  of  another  the  enemy  with  confusion.     The  name  of  Joan 

day.    His  bravery  would  be  for  him  unrewarded,  d'Arc  fired  the    poilus  with  courage.      "Joan 

but    his  name  would  flourish  in  the  land    of  d'Arc!"     they     yelled.      "Victory!     Sardeaux! 

laurels  and  fame.     Off  went  Vince,  the  Alpine  Lead  on!  Lead  on!" 

pennant  in  his  pocket  and  Joan's  telegram  near  The    Teutons'     formation    was    weakening, 

his  heart.  Here  and  there  could  be  seen  retreating  soldiers 

As  Barow's  papers  had  warned,  the  advancing  struggling   to  withstand  the  determination  of 

foe  had  planned  a  definite  attack.      Had  the  the  advancing  French  lines,  but  the  latter  had 

French  officials  been  ignorant  of  the  enemy's  been  tuned  to  a  high  pitch  of  undauntedness, 

intention,  the  former  would  have  been  crushed  at  the  sight  of  the  mysterious  name,  Alpine, 

at  the  outset.      But  knowledge  is  power  and  On  they  pushed,  shells  and  shrapnel  flying  in 

forewarned   is  forearmed.      The   French   army  every    direction,    men   falling   on    either   side, 

repelled  the  attack  bravely  and  well.     A  hard  swords,    guns    of    every    description,    curses, 

fight  ensued.     The  warring  parties  surged  and  prayers — everything    that    serves    to    intensify 

ebbed  like  the  raging  ocean.     The  roar  of  can-  the  horribleness  of  war.     The  strife  lasted  all 

non,  the  flying  shrapnel  and  bullets  that  ter-  morning.      At  noon   the  invaders   had  become 

minated    in    death-dealing    hisses    amidst    the  weak.      They   were   already   retreating   slowly 

smoke  and  vapor  of  the  fight,  would  fill  the  but  surely.      Back,   back,   they  were  pushed, 

ordinary   soldier  with   dread  and  horror.   The  step  by  step,  each  yielding  with  struggle  and 

intruding  lines  were  determined,  and  so  were  hard  fight.     At  last  the  French  rear  guard  came 

the  defensive.     Back  and  forth  they  would  ad-  up.     They  came  with  a  rush,  a  yell — and  the 

vance  and  retreat.     The  national  standards  of  fight  was  won.     Old  Glory,  with  Alpine  nailed 

the  participants  raged  wildly  in  the  thunder  of  to  its  side,  was  seen  far  off  in  the  front.     In  fact, 

the  cannon  and  the  wind.      Vince  was  there,  it  was  in  advance  of  every  other  standard.     The 

with  sword  in  hand,  shouting  to  his  companions.  Stars  and  Stripes  were  tattered  and  torn;  yes, 

urging  them  on  with  yells  of  patriotism  and  but  its  defendant,  the  Alpine  banner,  was  whole 

loyalty.      In  his  excitement  he  had  rushed  in  and  entire.     At  the  first  retreat  of  the  Teutons, 

front  of  the  American  division.     Old  Glory  met  the  defendants  were  filled  with  unlimited  joy 

his  eye  and  now  for  the  first  time  he  thought  of  and  courage.    They  followed  on  the  heels  of  the 

Alpine  and  the  promise  to  the  dying  hero.  fleeing   foe,    until   the   latter   had   crossed   the 

As  if  some  supernatural  power  had  preordained  bridge,  leaving  behind  them  the  greater  part 

the  incident,   he  pulled  the  emblem  from  his  of  the  German  adherents, 

pocket,  and  as  he  did  so,  the  American  standard-  After  victory  had  been  assured,  Vince  lost  no 

bearer  was  shot  and  Old  Glory  fell  into  the  hands  time  in  returning  to  the  bedside  of  Boyce.    He 


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had  carved  his  way  through  the  mess  of  carrion, 
through  the  throng  of  exulting  soldiers,  back  to 
the  high-road.  He  carried  with  him  the  ruined 
flag  of  liberty  that  had  been  saved  by  the  un- 
spoiled banner  of  Alpine.  He  had  great  diffi- 
culty in  making  his  way  through  the  crowds, 
who  were  desirous  of  seeing  the  mysterious 
emblem  of  Joan  d'  Arc,  that  had  appeared  before 
them.  But,  as  in  the  battle,  Vince  was  deter- 
mined. He  pushed  the  inquisitors  aside  and 
disentangled  himself  from  the  mob,  reached  the 
road  and  started  to  run,  the  banners  flapping 
triumphantly  in  the  breeze.  After  a  few  min- 
utes he  reached  the  camp.  He  made  at  once  for 
his  tent  and  rushed  in,  shouting,  "Up,  up, 
Henry!  Alpine  wins!    Alpine  wins!" 

He  suddenly  stopped.  His  voice  died  away, 
his  face  became  white,  his  very  blood  seemed  to 
become  motionless.  Why?  He  had  intruded 
into  the  awful  silence  of  death.  Harry,  indeed, 
had  died,  and  by  his  bedside  was  kneeling  the 
form  of  a  woman,  garbed  in  white.  Her  face 
was  buried  in  the  cold,  stiff  palm  of  the  patriot. 
She  was  sobbing  as  though  her  heart  would 
break,  as  though  the  last  hope  of  happiness  and 
love  had  faded  on  the  shores  of  expectation. 

The  officer  paused,  raised  his  hat,  and  placed 
his  hand  on  the  shoulders  of  the  woman. 

"Madam,"  he  asked,   "why  so  sorrowful?" 

The  stranger  arose,  and  looked  at  her  ques- 
tioner through  her  tears.  Her  eyes  were  swollen, 
and  her  face  the  image  of  sadness. 

"Sir,"  she  replied,  "  I  am  Mademoiselle  Barow, 
sister  to  the  Captain  Barow  of  your  regiment. 
Here,"  pointing  to  the  corpse,  "is  my  life, 
my  love  and  my  hope.  He's  dead — but  tell  me 
where  I  can  find  my  brother." 


"Your  brother!"  echoed  Sardeaux.  He 
paused.  "How  did  you  find  your  way  through 
the  encampment?" 

"I  asked  for  Monsieur  Barow,"  informed  the 
young  lady,  "and  I  was  directed  hither.  When 
I  arrived  here  he  was  alive  and  conscious. 
He  knew  me,  for  as  I  knelt  by  his  side  he  took  my 
hand,  kissed  it,  and  cried,  'Joan,  Joan,  forgive 
me,  forgive  me!'  'What,  my  dear,'  I  said,  'for- 
give you  for  what?'  He  said  no  more,  but 
turned  his  head  thus,  sighed,  and  was  dead." 

Here  Joan  became  hysterical.  The  officer 
put  his  arms  around  her  and  helped  her  to  a 
vacant  chair  that  stood  near  the  hero's  bedside.  . 
Never  before  had  Sardeaux's  adamantine  heart 
become  soft.  The  rage  of  battle  made  him 
furious,  but  the  tears  of  a  woman  made  him 
like  a  child, — weak  and  powerless.  He  tried 
to  express  his  sympathy  for  the  heart-broken 
girl.  "You'll  be  all  right,  madam.  Your  lover 
was  a  hero,  and  only  such  as  you  are  worthy  of 
him." 

"But  where  is  my  brother?  Take  me  to 
him!  Please  do  take  me  to  him!"  begged  the 
girl  of  the  soldier,  who  had  proceeded  to  the 
door.  "Where  is  Joe?  Is  he  dead?  Tell  me 
if  he  is  and  by  whose  hand.    Tell  me." 

The  iron-hearted  warrior  could  not  withstand 
the  storm  of  a  woman's  tears.  He  turned  and 
faced  the  prostrate  form  of  the  late  arrival. 
He  covered  his  eyes  with  his  hard,  rough  hand, 
that  was  still  soiled  from  the  fray.  "Your 
brother?"  he  said.  "Where  is  he?  Your  brother! 
My  God,  woman!  I  would  not  break  your 
heart!"  He  made  for  the  door  and  left  the 
fainting  Joan  alone  in  her  sorrow. 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


The  Music  of  Life 


By  Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  '18 


"  Dum  viinniics,  vivamus." 

MOST  people  are  agreed  that  life  is  a 
very  practical  and  liveable  proposition. 
But  like  all  practical  and  liveable  things 
its  virtue  lies,  not  in  swerving  from  side  to  side, 
but  in  steadfastly  pursuing  the  middle  course — 
'  'Virtus  semper  in  medio  stat."  It  is  true,  how- 
ever, that  this  course  does  not  always  run 
smoothly;  nor  is  it  always  a  "Paradise  of  Pleas- 
ure," where  sunshine  and  soft  music  soothe  and 
comfort  us  all  the  long  day.  But  its  philosophy 
consists,  not  in  viewing  its  great  course  as  some 
dark  and  gloomy  checker-board,  where  an  occa- 
sional gleam  of  brightness  flickers  across;  but 
rather  the  contrary,  where  in  company  with  the 
poets — 

"  To  see  the  ivorld  in  a  grain  of  sand, 
And  all  heaven  in  a  flower; 
To  hold  infinity  in  the  palm  of  your  hand, 
And  eternity  in  an  hour,'' 

dissipates  any  false  shadows  that  might  flicker 
across  its  bright  and  sunny  surface. 

However,  it  is  probably  the  most  natural  thing 
in  the  world  to  grow  quiet  and  afraid  under  the 
stress  of  vicissitude.  All  nature  droops  and 
hangs  her  head  before  the  storm.  Even  the 
croaking  chatter  of  the  blackbird  and  the  merry 
redbreast's  warble  are  then  stilled.  But  not  even 
storms  can  quiet  the  blithe  and  challenging  notes 
of  the  chickadee.  So,  too,  can  we  who  cultivate 
both  brain  and  heart,  and  a  quick  ear,  catch  the 
music  of  men's  souls,  the  joyous  notes  of  laugh- 
ter above  the  din  and  muffled  groanings  along  the 
road  of  life.  Who  knows,  but  that  we  may  even 
learn  to  laugh  ourselves?  Is  it  any  wonder, 
when  we  glance  back  over  the  shoulders  of  time, 
that  we  discover  the  Pagans  considered  laughter 
the  differentiating  quality  in  man?  Indeed,  at 
no  time  does  the  gap  grow  less  than  when  the 
dog  exuberantly  wags  his  tail.  So,  too,  does 
the  infant's  first  smile  evidence  the  develop- 
ment of  reason.  Yes,  there  is  nothing  more 
human  than  a  hearty  laugh.    If  this  be  true, 


"  Why  should  a  man  whose  blood  is  warm  within. 
Sit  like  his  grandsire  cut  in  alabaster?'' 

Yet  laughter  has  many  foes,  those  sour-tem- 
pered laugh-haters,  those  gloomy  "agelasts," 
who  even  in  merrie  England,  Shakespeare  tells 
us,  would 

"  Not  show  their  teeth  in  way  of  smile. 
Though  Ulster  swear  the  jest  be  laughable." 

But  we  can  safely  wager,  that  the  friends  of 
laughter  always  have  and  always  will  exist. 
Perhaps,  even  now  when  so  much  gloom  and  so 
many  dreary  days  are  foreshadowed,  they  are 
more  numerous  than  is  supposed.  As  regards 
the  control  of  laughter,  as  a  part  of  every  wise 
man's  self-government  and  restraint,  little  need 
be  said.  There  is  "a  time  to  weep  and  a  time 
to  laugh."  A  keen  relish,  too,  to  laugh  at  his 
own  jokes  has  often  entangled  the  feet  of  even 
the  kind-hearted  man. 

^^Risu  inepto  res  ineptior  mdla  est." 

Though  ridicule  be  a  test  of  truth,  what  must 
be  our  judgment  of  him  whose  solitary  boast  is 

"/  speared  him  with  a  jest.'* 

Of  such  a  one  little  need  be  said.  A  word  to 
the  wise  is  superfluous,  and 

"All  fools  have  still  an  itching  to  deride, 
And  fain  wotdd  be  upon  the  laughing  side." 

As  we  have  said,  the  panacea — in  medio  stat: 
neither  in  ultimate  pessimism  nor  in  superficial 
optimism.  For  whom  do  we  shun  more  than 
him  who  believes  himself  miserable,  when  he 
should  be  happy;  or  him  who  thinks  misery  is 
happiness?  One  would  kick  if  a  house  would 
fall  on  him;  the  other  would  see  a  joke  in  a 
funeral.  So,  too,  pleasure  is  not  always  happi- 
ness.  We  of  this  enlightened  age  are  above  the 
mere  sensual  gratifications  of  the  pagan. 


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15 


^'Live  while  you  live  the  Epicure  would  say, 
And  give  to  pleasure  all  the  livelong  day. 
Live  while  you  live  the  sacred  preacher  cries, 
And  give  to  God  each  moment  as  it  flies. 
But  in  my  view,  let  both  united  be, 
I  live  to  pleasure  when  I  live  to  thee." 

The  poet  Burns  has  warned  us  of  the  super- 
ficiality of  mere  pleasures — 

"  But  pleasures  are  like  poppies  spread: 
You  seize  the  flower,  the  bloom  is  shed; 
Or  like  the  snowfall  in  the  river: 
A  moment  white — then  lost  forever; 
Or  like  the  borealis  race: 
That  flit  ere  you  can  point  their  place; 
Or  like  the  rainbow's  lovely  form: 
Evanishing  amid  the  storm." 

To  impute  to  anyone  the  lack  of  a  sense  of 
humor  is  almost  as  terrible  as  an  anathema. 
Yet  to  lay  the  merriment  of  the  "Gelast"  when 
discovered,  under  the  scalpel  and  lens  of  scien- 
tific scrutiny,  might  also  bring  a  storm  of  pro- 
test upon  our  own  head.  We  can  not  say  we 
blame  him  much  either.  Such  a  proceeding, 
delving  as  it  does  into  the  secrets  of  a  man's 
heart,  robs  him  of  much  of  his  merriment. 
Laughter  is  one  of  man's  treasures;  a  posses- 
sion to  which  he  should  jealously  cling;  ic  brings 
gaiety,  entertainment,  and  good-fellowship  into 
a  dull  and  lonely  life;  it  softens  and  balances 
the  vicissitudes  of  boasting  youth  and  narrative 
old  age.  There  are,  however,  many  excellent 
men  and  women  who,  no  doubt,  are  better  off 
without  it ;  the  absence  of  which  inspires  others 
with  that  proper  awe,  and  preserves  them  from 
many  follies.  The  philosopher  is  a  serious  man : 
his  work  is  one  of  the  most  arduous  and  demands 
concentration;  it  affords  little  room  for  laugh- 
ter. Even  his  study  of  the  laughable  becomes  a 
dry  and  prosaic  thing. 

There  is  scarcely  a  philosopher,  essayist,  or 
novelist,  however,  that  has  not  treated  the 
laughable  in  some  manner  or  other.  Yet  each 
one — Aristotle,  Hobbs,  Lipps,  Kant,  Kraepelin, 
Jean  Paul,  Prof.  Bain,  Schopenhauer,  Addison, 
Carlyle,  Hazlitt,  and  Lamb — has  taken  his  own 
particular  attitude.  We  might  say  that  not  all 
agree  in  the  explanations  of  this  phenomenon. 


Some  have  made  a  psychological  analysis,  delv- 
ing into  its  occasions  and  causes,  whether  from 
sense-stimulus:  tickling — ticklish  areas,  or  no; 
others  weigh  its  physiological  advantages ;  others 
distinguish  and  differentiate  between  the  comic, 
wit,  and  humor;  between  its  manifestations:  in 
the  savage;  its  rudiments  in  animals,  such  as  the 
dog's  or  the  ape's  manifestation  of  a  sense  of 
fun.  But  as  far  as  we  are  concerned,  this  is 
neither  a  clinic  in  psychiatry,  nor  a  lecture  in 
psychoanalysis,  or  abnormal  psychology.  We 
do  not  purpose  to  determine  here  the  pyschic- 
localizations  of  the  comic,  of  wit,  or  of  humor. 
It  is  not  material  to  us  whether  they  be  in  the 
foreconscious,  subconscious,  or  any  other  con- 
scious. For  all  we  are  concerned,  it  might  be 
up  a  man's  sleeve.  In  fact,  we  should  be  more 
inclined  to  consider  that  this  particular  psychic- 
apparatus  is  located  in  the  region  of  the  "funny- 
bone." 

That  there  are  various,  degrees  and  varieties  of 
the  laughable  all,  no  doubt,  agree.  At  any  rate, 
we  may  agree  to  disagree.  But  whether  we  view 
it  in  the  novel  sight  of  "Topsy"  kicking  her 
heels  about;  or  of  the  Achaen  chiefs  ridiculing 
the  deformity  of  "Thersites";  or  even  those 
quaint,  old-fashioned,  naive  sayings  of  children, 
we  discover  a  rich  and  fruitful  source  of  study, 
no  less  instructive  than  amusing. 

There  are,  perhaps,  no  two  words  in  our  lan- 
guage more  often  confounded  than  "wit"  and 
"humor."  Their  divergence  has  been  the  source 
of  much  discussion  and  confusion.  Indeed,  at 
times  it  is  difhcult  to  draw  the  line  of  demarca- 
tion. But  even  the  thinnest  tissue-paper  has 
its  two  sides ;  no  one  ever  saw  a  piece  of  paper  so 
thin  that  it  only  had  one  side.  Etymology, 
though  not  an  infallible  guide  for  the  correct 
usage  of  words,  always  gives  some  clue,  and 
throws  light  on  their  historical  significance; 
there  is  always  logic  behind  the  mutation  of 
language,  whether  based  on  philology  or  cus- 
tom. "Wit"  is  the  Anglo-Saxon  "witan,"  to 
know,  wisdom;  its  early  significance  is  seen  in 
our  present  word  "unwittingly,"  and  also  from 
Shakespeare : 

"And  why  he  left  your  court,  the  gods  themselves, 
Wotting  no  more  than  I,  are  ignorant."    {Win- 
ter's Tale.) 


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THE   VI  LLANO VAN 


Taken  in  its  extended  meaning,  "wit"  is  the 
faculty  of  the  mind  itself.  Dryden  uses  it  in  this 
sense : 

"Great,  wits  are  oft  to  madness  near  allied." 

In  Pope's  "Essay  on  Criticism"  it  is  said  to  be 
used  in  seven  different  senses.  But  in  connec- 
tion with  our  theme  it  is  used  in  a  limited  sense, 
and  signifies  the  faculty  of  discovering  the  incon- 
gruous, the  disagreement  of  like  ideas,  or  the 
agreement  of  apparently  disparate  ideas. 

But  "humor"  is  literally  a  moisture  or  fluid, 
hence, — the  humors  of  the  body,  which  were 
supposed  to  have  had  some  influence  on  the 
animal  spirits  and  feelings  of  man.  It  is  obvi- 
ous, then,  that  wit  is  more  psychological  and 
involves  the  faculties  of  intellect  and  imagina- 
tion; but  humor  is  rather  physiological,  and 
has  to  do  with  the  feelings  and  disposition.  The 
witty  man  is  quick  to  see  incongruous  associa- 
tions of  every  kind;  the  humorist  is  a  close 
observer  of  the  foibles  and  weaknesses  of  his 
fellow-men.  Wit  is  brief,  momentary,  intel- 
lectual, and  natural;  it  may  consist  in  a  single 
brilliant  thought.  Humor  is  drawn  out,  habit- 
ual, and  in  the  disposition;  it  may  be  acquired; 
it  runs  in  a  vein.  Wit  has  been  called  a  "play- 
ful judgment" — "sense  in  nonsense" — and  vari- 
ous other  aphoristic  appellations.  One  author 
basing  his  authority  on  Hamlet, 

"Therefore,  since  brevity  is  the  body  and  the  soul 
of  wit, 
And  tediousness  the  climbs  and  outward  flourishes, 
I  will  be  brief,'' 

says  that,  "brevity  alone  is  the  soul  of  wit." 
But  brevity  alone  cannot  be  the  soul  of  wit,  or 
else  every  laconism  would  be  witty.  Neverthe- 
less, brevity  is  necessary.  So  is  the  incongruous 
and  the  unexpected.  The  question  naturally 
arises,  wherein  does  the  technique  of  wit  lie? 
What  causes  speech  to  be  witty?  We  have  seen 
the  elements  mentioned  above.  Does  it  lie  in 
the  thought  then,  or  in  the  mode  of  expressing 
that  thought?  It  would  seem  to  be  the  thought. 
But  if  we  keep  the  thought  and  change  its  ver- 
bal adornment,  there  is  no  joke.  Then,  logi- 
cally, it  must  lie  in  the  verbal  form,  in  word- 
or  form-technique. 


By  reason  of  this  verbal-technique,  wit  has 
been  divided  by  some  into  a  threefold  division: 
the  condensation  of  words ;  the  application  of  the 
same  material;  and  the  double  meaning.  We 
have  no  need  here  to  go  into  its  various  subdi- 
visions, but  every  form  of  wit  falls  under  these 
three.  De  Quincy  gives  us  an  example  of  con- 
densation or  fusion  of  words  when  he  remarked, 
that  old  people  are  liable  to  "anecdotage." 
Then,  there  is  the  witticism  that  lies  in  one  and 
the  same  word.  There  was  a  young  man  who 
had  gained  admission  into  French  society  on  the 
strength  of  his  relationship  to  Rousseau.  In 
fact,  he  bore  his  name;  but  he  was  redrheaded 
and  awkward.  A  French  lady  ventured  this 
remark  at  a  social  gathering  where  the  young 
man  was  present:  "Vous  m'avez  fait  connaitre 
un  jeune  homme  roux  et  sot,  mais  non  pas  un 
Rousseau.''  We  have  the  same  technique  in  the 
repartee  an  Italian  lady  made  to  Napoleon: 
"Tuttigli  Italian  danzano  si  male"  (all  Italians 
dance  so  badly).  He  replied,  "Non  tutti,  ma 
buona  parte"  (not  all,  but  a  great  many).  Hood, 
the  poet,  once  remarked,  that  he  had  to  be  a 
lively  Hood  for  a  livelihood. 

In  the  application  of  the  same  material,  first 
the  word  is  used  as  a  whole  and  then  with  some 
change,  either  in  a  division  of  its  syllables  or 
change  of  order.  It  seems  that  the  slighter  we 
make  the  change  the  better  the  technique.  This 
technique  resembles  a  saying  of  O.  W.  Holmes: 
"Put  not  your  trust  in  money,  but  put  your 
money  in  trust."  They  tell  the  story  of  a  can- 
didate for  the  bar :  He  was  translating  a  passage 
from  the  Corpus  Juris:  "Labeo  ait."  "I  fall 
(fail),  says  he,"  volunteered  the  candidate. 
"You  fall  (fail),  says  I,"  replied  the  examiner 
and  the  examination  ended.  The  student  had 
mistaken  the  name  of  a  celebrated  jurist  for  a 
word  to  which  he  had  attached  a  false  meaning. 
The  technique  of  the  joke  lies  in  the  fact  that 
the  examiner  had  used  almost  the  same  words 
in  punishing  the  applicant  as  the  latter  had  used 
to  prove  his  ignorance.  Our  language  is  replete 
with  words,  also,  which  taken  in  one  sense  are 
full  of  meaning,  but  when  taken  in  another 
become  altogether  colorless.  These  are  a  fruit- 
ful source  of  excellent  technique.  Take  for 
instance  two  difi'erent  words  derived  from  the 
same  etymological  root:    one  may  develop  into 


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17 


a  word  with  a  full  meaning,  while  the  other  may 
become  a  colorless  prefix,  and  yet  both  may 
have  the  same  sound.  "Do  you  call  a  man 
kind  who  remits  nothing  to  his  family  while 
away?"  asked  a  friend  of  mine.  "Call  that 
kindness?  Yes,"  replied  our  companion,  "unre- 
mitting kindness."  "Un"  is  usually  a  prefix 
denoting  not,  but  by  adding  it  to  remitting  a 
new  and  unexpected  relation  has  been  estab- 
lished which  changes  the  whole  context. 

One  of  the  richest  and,  perhaps,  most  artistic 
witticism  is  the  play  on  words.  We  do  not  mean 
the  "pun."  A  "pun"  is  merely  made  upon  the 
sound  of  the  word,  whereas,  a  true  play  upon 
words  attaches  a  double  meaning  to  one  word; 
juggles  and  bandies  it  about,  as  it  were,  with- 
out wrenching  its  syllables.  It  requires  an  inti- 
mate knowledge  of  the  inner  meaning  of  the 
word,  upon  which  the  mind  masticates  as  some 
rare  delicacy. .  There  is  an  instance  of  this  that 
was  current  at  the  time  of  the  last  Napoleon. 
One  of  the  Emperor's  first  royal  acts  was  to 
confiscate  the  estates  of  the  House  of  Orleans. 
The  saying  went,  "C'est  le  premier  vol  de 
I'aigle."  "Vol"  means  both  flight  and  theft. 
A  similar  example  is  given  in  reference  to 
Louis  XV.  The  King  had  heard  about  the  keen 
wit  of  one  of  his  courtiers  and  wished  to  test  it. 
He  asked  the  courtier  to  make  a  joke  at  his 
(the  king's)  expense.  In  other  words,  he  desired 
to  be  the  subject  of  the  joke.  The  courtier 
responded  with  this  clever  bonmot,  "Le  roi 
n'est  pas  sujet."  Subject  also  means  vassal. 
The  University  of  St.  Andrew  in  Scotland  was 
very  poor  in  purse,  but  prolific  in  the  distribu- 
tion of  its  degrees.  This  occasioned  Dr.  John- 
son to  remark,  "Let  it  persevere  in  its  present 
plan,  and  it  may  become  rich  by  degrees." 

Naivete,  the  funny  remarks  of  children,  said 
as  they  are  in  all  seriousness,  but  so  paradoxi- 
cally absurd,  occasion  much  merriment  and 
laughter.  A  little  girl  of  four  years  had  heard 
her  parents  speak  of  a  Certain  Jewish  acquaint- 
ance as  a  Hebrew.  Later  upon  hearing  his  wife 
spoken  of,  she  ventured  the  information  that 
she  was  a  She-brew.  Naive  speech  is  naturally 
closer  allied  to  wit  than  naive  action.  But  there 
is  a  story  told  of  an  Indian  at  one  of  our  army- 
posts,  that  unfolds  the  naivete  very  well  and 
is    exceedingly    funny.      The    commander    was 


accustomed  to  send  this  Indian  to  his  home  with 
a  basket  of  fruit  every  day.  He,  likewise,  put  a 
piece  of  bark  in  the  basket.  On  receiving  the 
fruit  the  commandant's  wife  looked  a1  the  piece 
of  bark  and  said,  "All  right."  One  day  the 
Indian  had  eaten  some,  and  when  she  looked 
at  the  bark  she  asked. for  the  rest  of  the  fruit. 
But  the  next  day  before  eating  the  fruit,  the 
Indian  hid  the  piece  of  bark  under  some  leaves. 

It  has  often  been  remarked,  that  certain 
nations  have  no  sense  of  humor.  We  think  this 
consequent  upon  the  fact  that  we  do  not  fully 
understand  their  character.  It  is  true  that  there 
are  classic  instances  of  great  wits  and  humorists 
in  the  world.  Yet  we  cannot  altogether  say  they 
are  national.  We  boast  of  Shakespeare,  Moli^re, 
Cervantes,  Heine,  Dickens,  Thackeray,  Sterne, 
Bret  Harte,  as  great  humorists.  There  are  no 
characters  in  literature  that  arouse  our  sense  of 
humor  with  more  relish  than  Sir  John  Falstaff, 
the  nurse  in  Romeo  and  Juliet,  Mr.  Pickwick, 
Micawber,  Barkis,  Uncle  Toby  or  Yula  Bill,  yet 
we  think  their  humor  more  individual  than 
national.  But  there  is  a  humor  that  distin- 
guishes nations  as  well  as  individuals.  There  is 
a  humor  as  American  as  the  Goddess  of  Lib- 
erty or  a  traveling  side-show;  as  English  as  a 
London  fog  or  the  proverbial  "i's"  and  "h's" 
with  their  rough  breathing;  as  Irish  as  "Paddy's 
Day"  or  Kilkenny  cats.  Mr.  Chesterton,  in  his 
classic  example  of  sitting  on  one's  hat,  has 
clearly  brought  out  this  point.  It  is  quite 
natural  that  the  humor  of  nations  should  differ: 
their  trend  of  ideas,  their  impulses,  and  their 
interests  differ.  We  understand  and  appreciate 
it  when  we  understand  and  appreciate  the  differ- 
ence in  their  characters.  Indeed,  this  apprecia- 
tion is  a  fundamental,  psychological  test  of  lan- 
guage; it  requires  not  only  a  knowledge  of  its 
notations,  but  also  of  its  present  usage. 

Who  of  us  is  not  familiar  with  that  hilarious 
absurdity — the  Irish  "bull"?  It  is  something 
more  than  has  been  said, — "the  habit  of  using 
figurative  and  witty  language."  It  is  a  deep- 
brooding  sentiment,  a  charming  expression  of  a 
most  amiable  trait  of  character.  They  tell  the 
story  of  an  Englishman,  who  had  heard  so  much 
about  Irish  "bulls"  that  he  was  very  anxious  to 
see  one.  One  time  when  traveling  in  Ireland, 
he  asked  the  Irish  coach-driver  to  show  him  an 


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Irish  "bull."  "Well,"  says  Mike,  "do  you  see 
them  cows  over  there?"  "I  do,"  says  John. 
"Well,"  says  Mike  again,  "that  cow  standing 
up's  the  huliy  We  think  this  emphasizes  some- 
what the  humor  of  both.  Another  time  Mike 
had  read  an  advertisement  in  the  paper  con- 
cerning "reading  glasses."  He  promptly  paid 
the  optician  a  visit.  It  was  not  until  Mike  had 
tried  on  all  the  glasses  in  the  store  that  they 
discovered  he  did  not  know  how  to  read. 

But  the  American's  humor  is  the  humor  of  the 
imagination,  the  humor  of  exaggeration.  It  is 
not  philosophical  like  the  Frenchman's;  nor  has 
it  the  uncanny  reality  and  practicability  like 
the  Scotchman's.  Mark  Twain,  in  relating  the 
experiences  of  his  brother,  brings  out  its  spe- 
cific difference  very  well.  One  time  his  brother 
had  been  hurled  into  the  air  by  the  premature 
explosion  of  a  blast.  When  he  got  back  he  was 
docked  half  a  day's  pay  for  being  away  from  the 
job.  At  another  time  he  had  constructed  a 
subterranean  dwelling-place.  He  furnished  it 
with  a  bed,  a  table,  and  a  lamp.  The  roof  was  a 
piece  of  sail-cloth  with  a  hole  in  the  center. 
The  first  night  a  cow  that  was  being  driven  home 
fell  through  the  hole  onto  the  table  and  put  out 
the  light.  But  Mark's  brother  helped  it'  out 
and  readjusted  his  quarters.  The  same  thing 
happened  the  next  night  and  every  succeeding 
night.  On  the  forty-sixth  night  Mark's  brother 
remarked  that  the  thing  was  getting  monotonous. 

We  are  told  that  great  wits  and  humorists 
are  the  most  melancholy  of  men.  Perhaps  it  is 
only  they  that  can  safely  unite  the  two.  The 
poet  tells  us  that 


''Nothing's  so  dainty  sweet,  as  lovely  melancholy.'* 

This  is  surely  not  the  melancholy  that  breeds 
despair,  but  must  be  that  which  every  truly 
happy  man  possesses.  The  ancients  generally 
connected  these  two  dispositions.  Moderns  also 
give  like  testimony.  Meredith  quotes  Savage 
Landor  as  holding  that,  "genuine  hum©r,  as 
well  as  true  wit,  requires  a  sound  and  capacious 
mind,  which  is  always  a  grave  one."  Tennyson 
notes  that  humor  "is  generally  most  fruitful  in 
the  highest  and  most  solemn  human  spirits." 
The  need  of  this  deep  and  massive  seriousness 
seems  to  be  borne  out  by  what  we  know  of  great 
humorists.  Sainte-Beuve  describes  the  dispo- 
sitions of  Rabelais,  Cervantes,  and  Moli^re  as 
such.  He  says  that  Moli^re  was  called  the  "con- 
templative" and  was  wont  to  be  taken  with 
sadness  and  melancholy  when  alone.  It  was 
remarked  of  Sheridan  that  he  scarcely  ever 
smiled. 

But  when  we  are  reminded  with  what  peculiar 
fascination  and  charm  a  new  joke  offers  we  for- 
get this  sad  side  of  the  humorist,  if  it  be  such. 
A  new  joke  becomes  an  event  of  almost  univer- 
sal interest.  It  is  passed  on  from  one  to  another 
like  the  news  of  the  latest  "drive."  Even  men 
of  great  experience  and  travel  relish  the  humor- 
ous story;  in  relating  the  strange  places  they 
have  seen,  the  great  personages  they  have  met, 
they  never  fail  to  relate  the  excellent  jokes  and 
humorous  stories  they  had  heard.  It  goes  a 
great  way  in  making  life  liveable.  It  is  twice 
blest:  it  blesses  not  only  him  that  receives,  but 
him  that  gives. 


The  Honor  of  Charlemagne  Dudley 


Bv  Paul  Judson,  '20 


GEOGRAPHICALLY,  commercially,  and 
politically  speaking,  the  little  town  of 
Carnsville  was  in  a  class  all  by  itself. 
It  was  situated  right  in  the  center  of  Montana, 
and  during  the  holidays,  when  everybody  was 
home,  it  numbered  seven  hundred  souls.  The 
most  important  industry  in  Carnsville  was  oil. 
Nobody  ever  passed  through  the  town  without 


knowing  this  because  it  would  be  perceived  by 
all  five  senses  at  once.  The  black  muddy  roads 
looked  like  rivers  of  axle  grease;  and  the  tiny 
stucco  finished  houses,  all  with  the  same  kind 
of  bay  windows  and  the  same  size  chimney,  like 
so  many  oil  cans. 

There  was  one  thing  about  Carnsville,  how- 
ever, which,  leaving  all  its  other  unique  features 


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aside,  would  have  been  sufficient  to  put  it  in  a  decided  that  the  unknown  man  who  signed  the 

class  by  itself .    This  was  its  form  of  government,  notice  must  have  been  a  stranger  who  aspired 

Nobody   in   Carnsville  voted  because   nobody  to  Old  Dud's  place,  and  that  he  must  be  very 

wanted  to.    Old  Charlemagne  Dudley,  the  pas-  unceremoniously  ushered  out  of  Carnsville.    The 

tor  of  the  church,   had  been  chosen  mayor,  and  male  population  divided  into  groups  of  about 

everything    concerning    the    public    good    was  forty,  and  each  group  drew  up  a  program  of 

referred  to  "Old  Dud,"  as  he  was  called  behind  what  part  it  was  to  play  in  the  ejection.    Then 

his  back.    Old  Dud  owned  the  general  store  and  the  groups  "rolled  bones"  to  see  which  was  to 

managed    the    postofifice    besides    his    regular  have  the  honor  of  starting  the  proceedings, 

duties;  and  when  a  circus,  a  traveling  salesman,  The  notice  was  discovered  on  Friday  morn- 

or  anything  of  the  kind  came  to  town,  naturally  ing.     On  Sunday,   Old   Dud   preached  a  most 

they  had  to  see  Old  Dud  before  they  could  hang  touching   sermon    on    slander    and    detraction, 

up  a  shingle.  And  he  laid  particular  stress  on  the  punishment 

One  morning,  Old  Dud  was  on  his  way  down  which  such  sins  deserve, 

to  open  the  postoffice  when  he  noticed  a  crowd  By  eight  o'clock  on  Monday  evening,  every 

gathered  about  the  bulletin  board  which  was  man,  woman,  and  child  who  lived  in  Carnsville 

nailed  in  front  of  the  general  store.     Feeling  was  either  in  the  hall  or  within  a  hundred  yards 

that  by  virtue  of  his  important  position,  it  was  of  it.     Old  Dud  was  just  coming  up.     He  was 

his  duty  to  acquaint  himself  with  whatever  was  delayed  as  he  had  to  meet  the  pay-train  and 

of  general  interest,  Old   Dud  approached  and  lock  up  the  money  in  the  postofifice ;   the  next 

read : —  day  was  pay-day  for  the  miners. 

Nine  o'clock  drew  on  and  no  one  had  appeared 

To  Whom  It  May  Concern:  Any  man,  woman  to  reveal  the  startling  fact  about  Old  Dud.    Ten 

or  child  who  has  the  interests  of  Carnsville  at  o'clock  came  and  the  blue  sulphur  began  to  die 

heart  and  who  wants  to  hear  some  startling  facts  away, — the   swearing  was  not  so   strong  now 

about  the  past  life  of  Old  Charlemagne  Dudley,  because  some  began  to  entertain  a  suspicion  that 

and  his  scheme  to  rob  the  people  of  Carnsville,  it  might  have  been  a  put-up  job. 

come  to  the  town  hall  on  Monday  night  at  eight  Ten-thirty  came  and  several  began  to  show 

o'clock!  !  signs  of  leaving.    All  at  once  a  boy,  about  eleven 

(Signed)  The  man  that's  got  the  goods!  I  years  old,  came  down  the  road  and  entered  the 

hall.    He  was  recognized  as  Duke  Powell's  boy 

Old  Dud's  head  began  to  swim  as  he  read  it,  who  had  been  sent  home  about  an  hour  before 

and  he  looked  around  at  the  others  who  were  to   close    up    the    hen-house   which    had    been 

reading  it, — some  for  the  tenth  time.    They  had  thoughtlessly  left  open  in  the  bustle  of  the  early 

not  noticed  Old  Dud's  approach  and  were  talk-  evening.     He  carried  a  letter  with  him  and  he 

ing  among  themselves.     "It's  a  lie  that  Old  said  a  man  had  met  him  by  the  postofifice  and 

Dud's  got  any  scheme,"  said  one  old  miner.    "I  asked  him  to  take  it  to  the  hall.    He  handed  it 

don't  believe  it."  to  Old  Dud  who  opened  it  and  read  aloud  as 

"If  I  catch  the  fellow  that  wrote  that,"  said  follows: — 
another,  "I'll  stick  his  head  down  the  oil  shaft 

and  hold  it  there  so  long  that  he'll  sweat  kerosene  To  Mr.  Charlemagne  Dudley  and  the  Citizens 

for  a  month."  of  Carnsville: — 

"Well,"  said  a  third,  "nobody  believes  it,  so  I'm  the  bo  that  put  up  the  sign  last  Friday 

the  only  thing  to  do  is  to  go  down  to  the  hall  and  I  wish  to  compliment  you  all  on  your  ready 

Monday  night  and  as  soon  as  this  scoundrel  response.     I'm  sorry  to  have  kept  you  waiting 

appears,  make  him  swallow  everything  he  says  so  long  but  it  took  me  some  time  to  get  the  back 

and  then  kick  him  out."  off  the  postoffice  safe.    Lest  I  forget  you  needn't 

It  didn't  take  long  for  the  news  to  spread  call  for  your  pay  tomorrow.     I  didn't  like  to 

and  in  less  than  forty-five  minutes,  nearly  every-  see  so  much  money  left  unguarded,  so  I  have 

body  had  heard  about  it.     It  was  unanimously  taken  upon  myself  to  guard  it  for  a  while.    It's 


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very  convenient  that  you  have  the  postoffice 
joining  the  general  store  for  it  saved  me  half 
an  hour.  I  emptied  the  cash  drawer,  except  the 
five  dollars'  worth  of  pennies  which  you  may 
need  for  change  in  the  morning.  I  attended  the 
sermon  last  Sunday  and,  as  I  realized  that  it  was 
all  for  my  benefit,  I  felt  that  I  was  entitled  to  the 
collefction.  After  I  had  taken  the  money  from 
the  rectory  I  put  the  key  back  under  the  door- 


mat so  nobody  else  will  get  in  before  Charle- 
magne gets  home. 

I  won't  tire  you  any  longer  except  to  extend 
to  you  all  my  best  wishes  for  success.   , 

(Signed)  The  Man  That's  Got  the  Goods!  ! 

P.  S.  I  would  advise  you  to  get  rid  of  that 
bulletin  board,  as  it  may  prove  a  source  of  temp- 
tation to  some  other  poor  bo  like  me. 

The  M.  T.  G.  the  G. 


"C 


Fooling  Father 

By  John  J.  Maguire,  '20 

lOME  on,  Dad,  let's  put  the  gloves  for  a  tinge  of  gray  in  the  elder  Hopkins'  well- 
on  for  a  few  rounds."  Thus  spoke  kept  hair,  there  seemed  to  be  little  difference  in 
Lawrence  Coleman  Hopkins,  Jr.,  to  the  makeup  of  the  two  men.  "Bud,"  of  course, 
his  father.  Lawrence,  Jr.,  had  just  returned  after  a  strenuous  season  at  football^  was  in  the 
from  college  for  the  Christmas  holidays.  At  prime  of  condition,  but  the  smooth,  flexible  mus- 
college,  he  was  more  familiarly  known  as  "Bud"  cles  of  the  "old  man,"  as  he  felt  out  his  younger 
Hopkins,  one  of  the  greatest  fullbacks  developed  opponent,  indicated  that  he  was  still  capable  of 
there  in  years.  Bud  was  likewise  acknowledged  taking  care  of  himself  just  as  long  as  his  wind 
to  be  no  mean  athlete  at  boxing,  basketball,  held  out.  In  short,  the  two  men  appeared  to  be 
baseball,  and  track,  and,  although  it  is  not  perfectly  matched  and  the  result  seemed  to 
heralded  broadcast,  he  was  also  a  student.  hinge  upon  the  science  displayed  by  either  one. 

Lawrence,  Sr.,  had  made  a  name  for  himself  As  the  bout  went  on,  however,  and  the  action 

in    athletics    at    the    same    university    several  became  more  lively  it  became  apparent  that 

decades  before.    He  still  took  an  active  interest  Dad's  wind  was  not  all  that  it  might  be.     He 

in  athletics  in  so  far  as  they  did  not  interfere  soon  began  to  puff  and  blow  like  a  porpoise, 

with  the  lucrative  law  business  he  had  built  up  Up  to  this  time  the  bout  had  been  about  even, 

since  leaving  college.    He  was  a  remarkably  well-  but  now  "Bud "  began  to  "put  over"  some  tell- 

built  man  and  carried  himself  with  an  air  of  ing  blows  and  one  of  them  sent  his  fast-tiring 

grace  and  confidence  (not  over-confidence)  which  father  staggering  into  his  corner, 

made  him  a  conspicuous  figure  in  any  court-  At  this  point,  they  were  interrupted  by  the 

room.     Daily  indulgence,  however,  in  big  black  entrance  of  a  rather  corpulent  peisonage  who 

cigars  and  the  fast  pace  of  the  modern  business  greeted  them  with  a  friendly  grin, 

man  had  not  improved  his  wind  and  he  realized  "Pardon  the  intrusion,  Larry,"  he  said  to  the 

this.     Consequently,  he  hesitated  before  reply-  elder  Hopkins.     "The  butler  said  I'd  find  you 

ing  to  "Bud's"  invitation  for  a  friendly  bout,  out  here  and  I  didn't  bother  to  send  my  card  in." 

"Well,"  he  said,  finally,  "I'm  not  in  perfect  "Why,  hello,  Tom,  old  man,"  greeted  Hop- 
condition,  Larry,  but  I  think  I  can  give  you  a  kins,  Sr.,  between  gasps  for  air;  "come  right  in, 
good  trouncing  for  a  few  rounds."  I'll  be  with  you  in  a  few  minutes.    I  have  every- 

" You're  on,"  was  "Bud's"  reply,  and  father  thing  ready  for  you  to  sign." 

and   son    repaired   to  the   little   "gym"  which  "No  hurry,  Larry,"  replied  the  corpulent  one; 

Lawrence  Hopkins,  Sr.,  had  fitted   up  foi    his  "but  why  call  me  'old  man'?     I  should  think 

son's  use  during  his  high-school  days.  that  would  apply  more  to  you  after  the  exhibi- 

They  were  soon  stripped  for  action  and  the  tion  you  have  just  put  up." 

bout  was  on.    Cautiously,  at  first,  they  measured  "Yes,  dad,"  chimed  in  Larry,  Jr.,   "you're 

each  other;    and  let  me  add  here,  that  except  not  as  young  as  you  used  to  be." 


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Then  he  made  his  exit  towards  the  showers, 
humming  the  "Old  Gray  Mare." 

Lawrence  Hopkins,  Sr.,  laughed  these  remarks 
off  lightly,  but  during  his  shower  and  rub-down 
and  while  dressing,  they  ran  continually  through 
his  mind.  He  was  of  a  sensitive  nature,  and 
although  he  was  loath  to  admit  it,  his  feelings 
had  been  injured,  and  he  resolved  that  he  would 
some  day  "show  them  whether  or  not  he  was 
growing  old." 

In  due  time  young  Larry  returned  to  his 
studies,  and  people  noticed  a  change  coming  over 
the  elder  Hopkins.  He  smoked  less  of  those 
big  black  cigars  and,  subsequently,  "cut  them 
out  all  together."  He  laid  his  speedy  roadster 
up  for  overhauling  and  walked  down  to  his 
office  each  morning  in  all  sorts  of  weather.  He 
was  seen  less  frequently  at  his  club  and  his 
servants  wondered  among  themselves  about  his 
"continually  haunting"  the  gymnasium. 

He  became  more  and  more  particular  as  to 
his  diet  and  he  drank  water,  hot  and  cold,  in 
great  quantities.  In  short,  he  went  into  strict 
training. 

The  months  rolled  by,  as  they  are  in  the  habit 
of  doing,  and  once  more  young  Larry's  cheery 
voice  resounded  through  the  halls  of  the  Hop- 
kins' domain,  for  the  Easter  vacation  was  now 
at  hand. 

But  this  time  a  letter  from  the  Dean  had  pre- 
ceded him,  stating  that  Lawrence  Coleman 
Hopkins,  Jr.,  was  burdened  with  a  "condition" 
in  Astronomy  which  must  be  passed  off  within 
a  week  after  his  return  from  the  Easter  holidays. 

Father  and  son  had  a  conference  together  that 
night  with  the  result  that  the  younger  Hopkins 
promised  to  study  Astronomy  on  "certain 
stated  evenings"  during  vacation. 

Consequently,  after  spending  a  pleasant 
Easter  Sunday  with  some  friends,  Larry  dined 
with  his  father  that  evening,  and  shortly  after- 
wards went  to  his  den  upstairs  to  "bone  away" 
at  his  astronomy,  for  this  was  one  of  the  "certain 
stated  evenings." 

Dad  remained  in  the  library  below  conning 
over  some  business  papers  which  demanded  his 
immediate  attention. 

Larry  had  just  propped  himself  up  very  com- 
fortably in  a  great  lounging  chair  with  Pro- 
fessor Todd's  "New  Astronomy"  in  hand,  when 


the  tingling  of  the  phone  on  his  desk  brought 
him  to  his  feet  in  hopeful  expectancy.  Nor  was 
he  to  be  disappointed,  for  the  sweet  voice  at 
the  other  end  of  the  wire  sent  all  thoughts  of 
study  scurrying  into  the  uttermost  recesses  of 
oblivion  and  inveigled  him  into  making  arrange- 
ments for  a  "pleasant  little  interview,"  as  he 
expressed  it. 

Not  until  he  was  completely  dressed  and 
ready  to  go  out,  did  the  thought  of  his  promises 
to  Dad  enter  his  mind. 

"Well,"  he  thought,  "I  shall  make  that  up 
some  other  night." 

With  this  idea  in  mind  he  glanced  at  his  calen- 
dar. "Well,  I  never!"  he  ejaculated  softly, 
"that's  one  on  me.  Tomorrow  is  April  Fool's 
Day.  Dad,  I  know  it's  a  shame  to  do  it,  but  I 
think  I  shall  have  to  April  fool  you  tonight,  and, 
besides,  I  may  get  some  practical  knowledge  of 
the  stars  by  going  out  tonight." 

Thus  he  soothed  his  conscience,  and  singing 
softly  to  himself,  "Out  the  window  you  must 
go,"  he  suited  the  action  to  the  words  and  care- 
fully climbed  out  onto  the  veranda  roof  and 
thence  down  the  lattice  work  to  the  ground 
below. 

As  this  is  not  a  story  of  love  and  romance, 
we  must  needs  shift  the  time  to  several  hours 
later  when  Larry  returns. 

He  subdued  his  cheerful  whistle  as  he  turned 
the  corner  and,  advancing  cautiously  to  the 
veranda,  he  began  to  climb  the  lattice  work. 
The  sound  of  approaching  footsteps  and  an 
alarming  shout  told  him  that  he  had  been  dis- 
covered. Not  wishing  to  have  such  a  successful 
ruse  brought  to  such  an  unsuccessful  finish,  he 
took  to  his  heels  at  once  and  after  clearing  a 
five-foot  privet  hedge  with  ease,  he  thought  he 
had  eluded  pursuit. 

But  to  his  surprise,  a  dark  figure  came  bound- 
ing over  the  same  hedge,  the  very  next  instant. 
Secretly  he  admired  the  grace  and  agility  with 
which  his  unknown  pursuer  came  "over  the 
top,"  but  this  was  no  time  for  admiration  and 
before  he  had  time  to  explain  things,  the  man 
made  a  lunge  at  him  and  the  battle  was  on. 
And  over  that  battle,  had  it  been  a  regularly 
staged  fight,  the  fans  would  have  gone  wild  with 
excitement  and  the  "movie"  men  would  have 
literally  "coined  money"  with  the  films. 


22  THE   VILLANOVAN 

But  it  all  happened  in  the  dark,  with  only  the  That  voice — familiar? — well,  rather.     It  was 

stars  in  the  sky  for  spectators.     It  was  a  fierce  Lawrence    Coleman    Hopkins,    Sr.,    who    was 

struggle.     The  stranger   checked   an   effort  at  taking. 

explanation  by  piling  right  in  with  both  hands  .y^s,  Xom,  you  and  the  lad  here  called  me 

gomg.    To  attempt  to  explain  under  these  cir-  ^n  'old  man'  not  many  months  ago." 
cumstances  would  have  been  suicidal,  for  the 

lad  needed  every  ounce  of  strength  and  every  "^"^  I've  changed  my  mind,  Larry,"  came 

trick  of  science  he  had  ever  known  in  order  to  back  a  second  voice,  which  the  "fallen  idol'* 

cope  with  his  pugnacious  adversary.     At  first,  recognized  as  that  of  the  corpulent  one  of  the 

Larry  went  right  after  his  opponent,  thinking  he  gymnasium  episode.     "  But  why  try  to  murder 

could  make  short  work  of  him.    But  time  found  your  only  son?" 

the  man  growing  stronger  instead  of  weaker,  "Listen,    Tom,    here's    my    version.      Harry 

and  to  his  dismay,  Larry  soon  found  himself  Franklin  phoned  me  and  I  slipped  over  on  a 

once  more  on  the  defensive.  little  business,   leaving  as   I  supposed    'young 

Both  men  were  breathing  hard  in  the  dark,  hopeful'  here  earnestly  studying  in  his  room, 

and  Larry  tried  to  size  up  his  worthy  opponent.  I  was  returning  just  now  and  saw  an  intruder 

There  was  something  familiar  in  the  powerful  attempting  to  gain  entrance  to  my  residence  by 

build  of  the  man  before  him,  but  he  could  not  the  second-story  method.     I  called  out  to  him, 

make  out  his  features.  he  ran,  and  I  gave  cHase.    He  didn't  expect  me 

Suddenly  a  blow,  "like  the  kick  of  a  mule,"  to  clear  the  hedge  and  I  surprised  him.    Then 

as    he    afterwards    described    it,    struck    him  a  neat  scuffle  ensued  in  the  dark  and  I  found  my 

between  the  eyes  just  as  the  purr  of  a  motor  and  'burglar'  a  hard  proposition  to  handle.     But  I 

a  flash  of  light  announced  the  approach  of  a  stuck  to  my  task  and  your  arrival  on  the  scene 

motor  car.     This  staggering  blow,  followed  by  disclosed  the  fact  that  the  youngster  had  been 

a  second  one,  which  he  had  no  chance  of  block-  trying  to  'fool  father.'     The  whys  and  where- 

ing  in  the  momentary  blindness  caused  by  the  fores  of  his  clandestine  operation  he  will  probably 

glare  of  the  headlight,  sent  Lawrence  Coleman  explain  later." 

Hopkins,  Jr.,  to  the  "end  of  a  perfect  day,"  as  he  ,,„.  „      , , 

fell  to  the  ground  for  the  "full  count."  W^"'   old   man,-no,    pardon    me,    I   mean 

When  he  recovered  his  senses,  sometime  later,  yo^ng  nian,-,t  looks  as  though  the  April-fool 

someone  was  bathing  his  eye.     The  headlights  ^^"^  ^^^  "°^  ^"^"  °"*  ^'  scheduled, 

from  the  halted  automobile  had  lighted  up  the  At  this  point  a  low  moan  escaped  the  lips  of 

space  around  him.    He  closed  his  one  good  eye  Lawrence  Coleman  Hopkins,  Jr.,  as,  overcome 

to  avoid  the  glare.     Then   he   heard   a  voice  with  emotions  of  shame  and  the  bitterness  of 

talking.  defeat,  he  lost  consciousness  for  the  second  time. 


Easter  Morning 


The  birds  awake,  and  smoothing  ruffled  wing  The  balmy,  perfumed,  soothing  springtime  breeze 
Bid  welcome  to  the  fragrance  of  the  spring,  Floats  gently  past  the  busy,  buzzing  bees, 

And  slowly,  ge?itly,  joyously  they  sing:  And  softly  whispers  in  the  swaying  trees: 
He's  risen!  God  be  praised.  He's  risen:  God  be  praised. 

The  new-born  sunbeams,  gladsome,  golden,  gay.  All  Nature  gaily  greets  this  Easter  Day; 

In  graceful  frolic  dance  and  laugh  and  play;  And  now  the  distant  church-bells  softly  play, 

And  smiling,  glance  to  heaven,  as  if  to  say:  A-ringing,  a-singing,  a-chimingfar  away: 

He's  risen!  God  be  praised.  He's  risen!  God  be  praised. 

*.  Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21. 


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"Our  Part  in  the  War" 


ALTHOUGH  it  is  true  that  at  times  a  study 
of  statistics  may  lead  to  wrong  conclu- 
sions, nevertheless,  they  have  always 
been  regarded  as  a  fairly  reliable  basis  for  cer- 
tain classes  of  calculation.  Seldom  has  this 
been  more  effectively  shown  than  in  the  noble 
response  of  our  Catholic  manhood  to  the 
country's  call  in  the  present  war.  Leaving 
behind  wives  and  mothers,  sweethearts  and  sis- 
ters, and  all  that  life  holds  dear,  they  have  come 
forward  with  an  ardor  that  has  called  forth  the 
admiration  of  everyone  regardless  of  religion  or 
creed.  Even  the  most  conservative  will  acknowl- 
edge that  thirty  per  cent,  of  the  men  enlisted 
in  the  different  branches  of  the  service  are  of  the 
Catholic  faith,  and  there  is  every  likelihood 
that  the  proper  figure  is  closer  to  forty  per  cent. 
When  one  stops  to  consider  that  but  eighteen 


per  cent,  of  the  American  people  are  Catholics, 
it  is  realized  that  not  only  are  we  doing  our 
share  but  that  we  are  going  far  beyond. 

In  the  acknowledgment  of  this  fact,  there  was 
never  a  slur  on  the  church  more  vividly  disproved 
than  those  reports  circulated  before  the  war 
which  told  of  the  lack  of  loyalty  and  patriotism 
on  the  part  of  our  American  Catholics.  The 
"divided  allegiance,"  so  frequently  dwelt  on, 
has  proven  a  myth;  but,  sad  to  say,  it  required 
an  actual  test,  provided  by  the  great  war,  to 
prove  to  many  the  falsity  of  the  statements. 
All  the  prophecies  of  The  Menace  and  its  con- 
temporaries, the  promised  revolutions  and  seiz- 
ures of  government  by  the  papacy,  have  been 
overwhelmed  in  the  actual  demonstration  of 
loyalty  called  forth  by  the  most  severe  test  to 
which  a  nation  might  be  subjected. 


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The   end    has   not   yet   come;    undoubtedly  patriotism  during  the  first  year  of  the  war  is 

there  are  dark  days  ahead.    But  America  need  only  in  accord  with  the  spirit  of  sacrifice  which 

have  no  misgivings  about  the  loyalty  of   her  must  possess  every  good  Catholic  when  the  life 

Catholic    subjects;     for    the    great   display    of  and  honor  of  his  country  are  at  stake. 

Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  '18; 

One  Year 

THE  first  anniversary  of  our  entrance  into         But  America  is  not  weakening;  the  American 

the  great  war  has  passed,  and  with  it  has  people  are  not  shrinking  from  the  great  task 

come  an  ever  growing  appreciation  of  the  ^^ich  they  have  been  called  upon  to  perform, 

magnitude  of  the  task  before  us.    Little  did  we  -phe  spirit  which  animated  the  founders  of  the 

reckon  twelve  months  ago  that  we  would  be  republic  in  their  fight  for  liberty  is  still  prev- 

called    upon    to   make   the    stupendous    effort  ^^^^^  ^^^  ^,j^  ^j^^  ^^^^   ^^^  ^^^  ^^^^^^ 

which  we  now  see  necessary  and  which  must  be  .      ^,  .     ,  .  ^,     ,  , 

,    ,    ,         .  ^        .  for  the  nation  s  preservation.     The  heavy  bur- 
made  before  victory  is  ours.  .    ,    .  ,  ,       ,  „  ,.,.., 

The  casualty  lists  of  the  American  forces  are  ^^^  '^  ^eing  taken  up  cheerfully  and  willingly 

now  being  published  daily  and  each  succeeding  and  hearts  are  being  steeled  to  face  what  God 

list  is  longer  than  its  predecessor.    Week  after  and  civilization  have  called  them  to  face.     The 

week  sees  the  United  States  being  drawn  farther  entire  world  is  placing  its  trust  in  America  and 

into  the  war  and  as  time  goes  on  it  becomes  we  will  not  fail.    America's  course  has  been  set 

more  and  more  evident  that  America  is  to  be  and  there  will  be  no  turning  back  until  the 

put  to  the  test,  which  France,  Belgium,  Great  great  task  which  we. have  taken  on  ourselves  is 

Britain,  and  Italy  have  undergone  in  the  fiery  accomplished,  no  matter  what  the  cost, 
furnace  of  the  great  struggle.  Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  '18. 


Exchanges 


**  ^Tis  well;  go,  then,  consult  the  laureled  shade.  pose  in  the  paper,  where  brief  reference  is  made 

What  answer  will  the  laureled  shade  return?''  to  the  development  of  the  drama.    "The  Brook" 

has  a  strain  of  genuine  nature  poetry  in  it,  and 

The  Lumina  contains  many  interesting  arti-  excludes  false  ideas,  so  easily  fallen  into,  on  the 

cles.     It  is  undoubtedly  a  representative  col-  subject.     "Opportunity"  is  attractive  because 

lege  periodical.     The  editor  is  to  be  congratu-  of  its  vivid  imagery  and  sound  moral  application, 

lated   on   his  calm  dispassionate  treatment  of  St.  Rita's  Messenger  is  always  a  welcome  visi- 

current  topics.     "Thirty-five  Per  Cent."  con-  tor.    It  keeps  us  in  touch  with  the  great  activity 

tains  much  definite  information  and  food  for  of  our  missionaries  in  Manila.    The  noble  work 

thought.     The  department  of  literature  is  well  in  progress  is  worthy  of  the  co-operation  of  all. 

represented  by  " Characters  in  Scott's  Talisman"  "Memory,"  in  the  Boston  Stylus  for  February, 

and    "Morality    of    Shakespeare's    Tragedies."  is  an  ingenious  piece  of  work.    The  problems  of 

The  latter  subject  is  rather  broad  for  such  a  life  are  hard  to  realize  when  viewed  abstractly, 

brief  treatment,  but  we  think  the  author  sue-  The  author  has  clothed  a  great  lesson  of  life  in 

ceeded    admirably    in    emphasizing    his    point,  attractive  form.     The  psychological  details  are 

The  fundamental  distinction  between  the  Mira-  worked  out  admirably.     "When  Men  Yield"  is 

cle  and  the  Mystery  play,  ordinarily  lost  sight  a  genuine  short  story.     "Infinite  treasures  in  a 

of,  might  have  been  brought  out  to  good  pur-  little  space"  best  explains  our  meaning.     The 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


25 


interest  is  intense  up  to  the  denouement.  The 
essays,  especially  "On  the  Street  Car,"  have  the 
real  personal  element.  "The  Chapel"  is  a 
beautiful  piece  of  poetry.  It  sounds  the  funda- 
mental note  of  the  infinite.  Its  sweet  mysticism 
and  spirituality  lend  it  a  charm  that  makes  us 
think  of  Southwell,  Crashaw,  and  Vaughan. 
Articles  on  literary  subjects,  we  think,  would 
improve  your  columns. 

The  Vincentian  merits  the  attention  of  its 
contemporaries.  It  contains  some  attractive 
and  thoughtful  essays,  personal  and  literary. 
"Beowulf"  and  "Esse  et  Videri"  give  evidence 
of  experience  and  study.  "Brother-in-law" 
represents  the  short-story  problem.  The  charac- 
terization is  especially  worthy  of  commendation. 
Evidently  the  ideal  woman  of  St.  Vincent's  has 
no  modern,  radical  tendencies.  Rosemary  is  the 
Christian  woman  of  tha  home.  Her  good  influ- 
ence brings  out  the  moral  of  the  story.  The 
"Personals"  column  is  original  and  entertaining. 

The  February  Aquinas  contains  a  short  but 
interesting  sketch  on  the  "Poet-Priest  of  the 
South."  The  quotations  are  judiciously  se- 
lected at  this  crisis  in  our  country's  history. 
"Prayer  Answered"  has  a  sweet,  simple  atmos- 
phere and  in  an  unobtrusive  way  teaches  a  great 
lesson.  "Sketches  of  Men  Born  in  February" 
is  appropriate  and  praiseworthy,  because  of  the 
clear  evidence  of  research  and  labor.  Perhaps 
it  could  have  been  improved  by  a  little  more 
individual  reaction  on  the  productions  of  the 
authors  treated.  We  think  that  a  closer  scru- 
tiny of  Dickens'  viewpoint  might  relieve  his 
American  notes  of  the  epithet  "unpalatable," 
which  the  author  of  the  articles  applies  to  them. 
"Our  Service  Flag"  is  a  fine,  patriotic  piece  of 
poetry,  filled  with  devotion  to  country  and  to 
the  boys  of  St.  Thomas'  who  are  giving  the  full 
pledge  of  their  love. 


"  The  same  good  sense  that  makes  a  man  excel 
Still  makes  him  doubt  he  ne'er  has  written  well.'* 

We  gratefully  acknowledge  the  following 
interesting  exchanges : 

The  Alvernia,  St.  Francis  College,  Loretto,  Pa. 

The  Aquinas,  St.  Thomas  College,  Scranton, 
Pa. 

De  Paul  Minerval,  De  Paul  University,  Chi- 
cago, 111. 

The  Fordham  Monthly,  Fordham  University, 
New  York. 

The  Georgetown  College  Journal,  Georgetown 
University,  Washington,  D.  C. 

The  Laurel,  St.  Bonaventure's  College,  Alle- 
gany, N.  Y. 

Lumina,  St.  Ignatius  College,  Cleveland,  Ohio. 

The  Mountaineer,  Mt.  St.  Mary's  College, 
Emmitsburg,  Md.    — 

The  .  Niagara  Index,  Niagara  University, 
Niagara  Falls,  N.  Y. 

The  Patrician,  Aquinas  College,  Columbus, 
Ohio. 

The  Petriculanian,  Little  Rock  College,  Little 
Rock,  Ark. 

The  Prospector,  Mt.  St.  Charles  College, 
Helena,  Mont. 

The  Saint  Francis,  St.  Francis  College,  Brook- 
lyn, N.  Y. 

The  Stylus,  Boston  College,  Boston,  Mass. 

St.  Rita's  Messenger,  St.  Rita's  Hall,  Manila, 
P.  I. 

The  Viatorian,  St.  Viator's  College,  Bourbon- 
nas.  111. 

The  Vincentian,  St.  Vincent's  Academy,  New- 
ark, N.  J. 

James  J.  Egan,  '19. 


Retreat 

THE  Annual  Retreat  was  conducted  this 
year  by  Rev.  Matthew  J.  Corcoran, 
O.  S.  A.  On  Palm  Sunday  evening  the 
exercises  were  opened  with  Benediction  and  an 
instruction.  They  were  brought  to  a  close  Holy 
Thursday  morning  with  General  Communion, 
Papal  Benediction  and  the  Renewal  of  Bap- 
tismal Vows. 

The  eloquent,  practical  discourses  of  Father 
Corcoran  commanded  the  attention  of  the  stu- 
dents during  the  entire  retreat.  It  was  undoubt- 
edly a  great  success. 

Elocution 
The  classes  in  Public  Speaking,  held  every 
week  for  the  college  and  prep,  students,  have 
excited  unusual  interest.  Fr.  Fahey,  O.  S.  A., 
is  conducting  the  college  classes.  The  prepara- 
tory students  are  under  the  direction  of  Mr. 
Caffrey,  O.  S.  A. 

A  Welcome  Visitor 
The  students  of  Vilianova  will  long  remember, 
because  of  the  impression  made,  the  recent  visit 
of  Rev.  J.  J.  Bloomer,  rector  of  St.  Patrick's 
Church,  Elmira,  New  York.  Very  tall,  straight 
and  rugged-looking,  one  had  difficulty  in  accept- 
ing the  statement  of  the  president  in  introdu- 
cing him  to  the  student-body  that  Father  Bloomer 
had  been  a  student  at  Vilianova  fifty-six  years 
ago.  Father  Bloomer  in  a  short  address  com- 
mented upon  the  many  changes  which  had 
marked  Villanova's  progress  since  his  student 
days.  He  called  attention  to  the  many  advan- 
tages which  the  boys  of  today  enjoy  over  the 
boys  of  his  generation,  and  expressed  his  convic- 
tion that  Vilianova  is  growing  younger  instead 
of  older  with  the  passing  years;  and  all  her  old 
students  vie  with  those  of  the  present  day  in 


being  proud  of  the  position  she  has  achieved. 
The  students  greeted  the  remarks  of  Father 
Bloomer  with  resounding  applause,  and  long 
after  he  had  left,  this  visit  of  one  who  had  been 
a  boy  at  Vilianova  so  many  years  ago  was  the 
chief  topic  of  conversation.  There  are  no  more 
popular  visitors  at  college  than  the  old  "grads" 
who  come  back  to  renew  gld  memories  and  revisit 
the  scenes  of  their  youth.  May  Father  Bloomer 
come  back  often  is  the  wish  of  The  Villanovan. 

Engineering  Society  Social 
On  Friday  evening,  March  22,  the  Phi  Kappa 
Pi  entertained  its  members  and  friends  with  a 
smoker  and  social.  One  of  the  features  of  the 
entertainment  was  a  boxing  exhibition  held  in 
the  auditorium.  There  were  three  preliminary 
exhibitions  of  Philadelphia  boxers  followed  by 
two  exciting  bouts:  the  first  between  the 
famous  "Louisiana"  and  Al  Bowers,  the  second 
between  Eddie  Diggins  and  Frankie  Conway. 
The  clean  manner  in  which  the  boxers  performed 
evoked  considerable  praise  and  was  a  source  of 
much  enjoyment  to  the  spectators. 

Selections  by  the  college  orchestra,  stories  by 
Mr.  Coughlin,  vocal  renditions  by  Messrs.  Kelly, 
Maloney,  Maguire,  and  Talone,  and  a  well- 
rendered  dramatic  recitation  by  Father  Bran- 
ton  of  the  Augustinian  Mission  Band,  com- 
pleted the  enjoyable  program. 

One  of  the  surprises  of  the  evening  was  the 
unveiling  by  Professor  McGeehan  of  a  hand- 
some picture  of  Father  Dean.  This  had  been 
enlarged  by  the  Society.  Professor  McGeehan 
mentioned  Father  Dean's  work  in  founding  the 
Society,  and  the  esteem  in  which  he  is  held  by 
its  members.  Other  speakers  of  the  evening 
were  Father  Dean  and  Paymaster  Carey, 
U.  S.  N. 


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27 


;  Presentation  to  Vincent  Molyneaux 

On  Tuesday  evening,  April  9,  the  eve  of  his 
departure  to  begin  his  second  season  with  the 
St.  Louis  "Browns,"  Vincent  Molyneaux,  presi- 
dent of  the  Epsilon  Phi  Theta  Society,  was 
presented  with  a  handsome  umbrella  by  the 
members  of  that  society.  The  gift  was  suitably 
inscribed  and  was  presented  by  Sylvester  Ben- 
son who  spoke,  in  behalf  of  the  society,  of  the 
esteem  in  which  "Vince"  is  held  by  its  mem- 
bers. He  expressed  pleasure  in  the  progress 
"Vince"  has  made  both  in  studies  and  athletics. 
He  expressed  regret  at  his  departure  and  assured 
him  a  hearty  welcome  when  he  returns  for  his 
degree  in  June. 

In  response,  "Vince"  expressed  his  gratitude 
to  the  society  and  to  the  College  in  general  for 
their  thoughtfulness  and  consideration  towards 
him  during  his  career  here.  He  regretted  hav- 
ing to  leave  and  declared  his  loyalty  and  devo- 
tion to  Villanova. 

The  Villanovan  also  wishes,  through  this 
column,  to  assure  Mr.  Molyneaux  that  his  cheer- 
ful disposition,  together  with  his  manly  quali- 
ties, which  have  made  for  him  a  host  of  friends, 
will  be  missed.  The  Villanovan  has  confidence 
in  Vincent's  ability  to  make  good  in  the  "big 
leagues"  and  his  career  will  be  closely  followed 
by  his  numerous  admirers  at  College. 

CoiviMENCEMENT 

The  annual  commencement  will  be  held  on 
June  11,  1918.  Upon  this  occasion  the  Diamond 
Jubilee  will  also  be  commemorated.  The 
rounding  out  of  seventy-five  years  of  the 
academic  existence  of  Villanova  will  serve  to 
add  a  more  than  usual  dignity  and  solemnity  to 
the  commencement  exercises.  On  the  eve  of 
commencement,  June  10,  1918,  the  reunion  and 
banquet  of  the  Alumni  will  be  held  at  the 
college.  His  Excellency,  the  Apostolic  delegate 
will  preside  on  this  occasion.  The  following 
morning  he  will  be  the  celebrant  at  a  Solemn 
Pontifical  Mass.  The  address  will  be  given  by 
Rev.  John  I.  Whelan,  Ph.D.,  LL.D.,  of  Brook- 
lyn,   N.  Y.     In  the  afternoon  the  customary 


comimencement  exercises  will   be   held   in   the 
College  auditorium. 

Engineering  Society's  Dance 

The  annual  dance  of  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi  Soci- 
ety was  held  Friday  night,  April  12,  in  the 
Catholic  Girls'  High  School  gymnasium,  Phila- 
delphia. To  say  that  the  aflfair  was  a  success 
would  be  expressing  it  mildly,  and  too  much 
credit  can  not  be  given  to  Messrs.  Murray, 
Diggles,  Waugh,  and  Pickett,  who  formed  the 
social  committee.  The  hall  was  very  prettily 
decorated  with  a  profusion  of  college  pennants 
and  banners,  and  a  group  of  flags  of  the  allied 
nations. 

Many  of  the  "old  boys"  were  there  and  the 
sprinkling  of  Army  and  Navy  uniforms  added 
color  to  the  scene.  Regan's  orchestra  furnished 
music  for  the  dance  numbers,  the  dancing  con- 
tinuing from  8  until  12. 

Because  of  the  present  state  of  affairs  brought 
about  by  wartime  conditions,  it  was  deemed 
inadvisable  to  hold  a  formal  dance  as  in  pre- 
vious years,  and  the  function  was  made  an 
informal  one  instead. 

Fathers  Dean,  DriscoU,  and  Hickey  were 
present  as  were  several  professors  of  the  Engi- 
neering school. 

Attractive  programs  containing  the  order  of 
dances  were  distributed  and  will  prove  handsome 
mementos  of  the  occasion. 

Thesis 
At  the  March  meeting  of  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi 
Society,  the  thesis  was  read  by  Joseph  Waugh, 
'20.  His  subject  was  "Petroleum  and  Its  By- 
products." The  paper  was  well  written  and 
showed  extensive  preparation.  Mr.  Waugh 
exhibited  numerous  samples  of  crude  oils,  paraf- 
fin, vaseline  and  other  by-products  of  petroleum, 
thereby  adding  greatly  to  the  general  interest 
of  the  discussion.  Historical  data  and  lantern 
slides  depicting  various  methods  of  drilling  oil- 
wells  were  other  features  which  earned  the  lec- 
turere  well-deserved  applause  at  the  conclusion 
of  his  talk. 

John  J.  Maguire,  '20. 


Exploit  of  Lieutenant  O'M alley,  '16 

UNDER  the  title,  "Avoca  Soldier  Wins 
High  Praise,"  the  Carbondale  Leader 
prints  the  following  Washington  dispatch 
which  refers  to  Thomas  O'Malley  of  the  class  of 
1916: 

"Washington,  D.  C,  Feb.  27.— Believing  that 
Lieutenant  Thomas  G.  O'Malley,  of  Avoca,  Pa., 
should  be  rewarded  for  his  heroic  act  in  saving 
the  lives  of  three  men  from  watery  graves  in  the 
Potomac  river  several  days  ago.  Representative 
Arthur  G.  De  Walt,  of  Allentown,  asked  the 
war  department  to  institute  an  investigation  and 
make  special  mention  of  the  occurrence.  In  his 
statement  Mr.  De  Walt  said: 

"  'There  is  nothing  that  so  much  inspires 
heoric  conduct  as  an  example  of  such  acts  by  one 
who  volunteers  to  sacrifice  his  own  safety  for 
the  safety  of  others.  At  this  time,  when  the 
morale  of  soldiers  and  sailors  is  one  of  the  prime 
factors  for  success  all  heroic  conduct  should  be 
specially  noted,  because  it  tends  to  promote  the 
performance  of  similar  acts  by  all  men  under 
command. 

"  'It  is  with  this  end  in  view  I  desire  to  call 
your  attention  to  the  heroic  deed  of  Lieutenant 
Thomas  O.  O'Malley,  Co.  1,  50th  United  States 
Infantry,  now  stationed  in  Potomac  Park, 
Washington,  D.  C. 

"  'It  appears,  according  to  the  statements- 
made  to  me  by  creditable  and  reputable  wit- 
nesses, that  Ernest  Devies,  3313  N  street,  N.  W., 
Washington,  D.  C;  William  R.  Mills,  1238 
Union  street,  N.  W.,  Washington,  D.  C,  and 
S.  W.  Mills,  1324  Thirty-sixth  street,  N.  W., 
Washington,  D.  C,  were  placed  in  charge  of  the 
Seigleman,  a  tugboat,  caught  in  the  ice,  just 


above  the   Highway  bridge,   on  the   Potomac 
river. 

"  'On  Wednesday  night,  February  13,  1918^ 
the  ice  broke  and  the  Seigleman  was  forced  down 
the  stream  and  it  crashed  into  the  Highway 
bridge,  breaking  the  smokestack  and  otherwise 
damaging  the  boat.  Believing  that  their  posi- 
tions were  precarious  and  their  lives  in  danger, 
these  men  deserted  the  Seigleman  and  took  to 
an  open  boat. 

"  'They  attempted  to  row  ashore,  but  while 
making  the  effort  they  were  caught  in  an  ice 
floe  and  forced  into  the  main  channel  of  the 
river.  Huge  pieces  of  ice  crashed  into  the  frail 
craft  from  all  sides,  and  the  men  believing  their 
lives  in  danger,  called  for  help.  Lieutenant 
O'Malley  heard  their  cries,  and  immediately 
communicated  with  them,  shouting  words  of 
encouragement.  He  directed  his  men  to  call  a 
hook  and  ladder  company  of  the  Washington 
fire  department. 

"  'When  the  latter  arrived  he  requested  per- 
mission to  use  a  rope  and  two  extension  ladders 
and  of  these  he  built  a  bridge,  carrying  one  lad- 
der, while  he  walked  over  the  other  across  the 
broken  ice  and  rapidly  moving  waters.  In  this 
way  he  was  able  to  reach  the  boat  in  which  the 
three  men  were  seated.  Two  of  them  had  given 
up  all  hope  of  being  saved  and  were  almost 
unconscious  from  fright  and  exposure  when 
found. 

"  'Lieutenant  O'Malley  tied  a  rope  to  the 
bow  of  the  boat,  which  he  had  attached  to  his 
person,  and  the  soldiers  and  firemen  then  pulled 
the  rowboat,  with  his  occupants,  to  a  place  of 
safety. 


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"  'Owing  to  the  distance  Lieutenant  O'Malley 
was  compelled  to  proceed,  it  being  120  yards,  the 
fact  that  he  had  to  move  from  one  ice  crag  to 
another,  often  the  rungs  of  the  ladder  w^ere  sev- 
eral feet  under  water,  and  that  he  assumed  the 
perilous  task  most  willingly,  and  without  fear 
of  the  result,  indicates  plainly  that  he  is  made 
of  heroic  mould — a  true  type  of  the  American 
soldier;  the  kind  which  has  made  our  army 
famous  in  the  past  and  is  making  it  famous 
during  the  present  conflict. 

'*  'Lieutenant  O'Malley  is  not  a  constituent 
of  mine;  nor  am  I  indebted  to  him,  nor  is  he  to 
me,  and  this  letter  is  written  without  his  solicita- 
tion, and  is  prompted  by  the  desire  to  inspire 
others  in  similar  conduct. 

"  'Mr.  Secretary,  will  you  permit  me  to  re- 
spectfully suggest  that  some  special  notice  of 
this  occurrence  be  made,  as  the  men  who  were 
rescued,  and  all  others  who  saw  the  deed,  feel 
that  some  recognition  of  this  officer's  conduct 
should  be  given.*  " 

Weddings 
The  Villanovan  has  recently  learned  of  the 
marriage  of  Lawrence  F.  Gilchrist,  '15,  at 
Akron,  Ohio,  on  January  22,  1918,  to  Miss 
Ruth  M.  Purdy  of  the  same  city.  Mr.  Gilchrist 
will  continue  to  make  his  home  at  Akron  where 
he  has  been  employed  for  the  last  few  years. 
To  the  newly-weds  The  Villanovan  extends  its 
felicitations. 

Deaths 

Harry  McCuUy,  '74,  the  notice  of  whose 
death  appeared  in  our  last  number,  was  not  long 
survived  by  his  brother  Charles  P.  McCully,  '71, 
of  Bala,  Pa.,  who  died  March  8,  1918.  The  fol- 
lowing obituary  notice  appeared  in  the  Phila- 
delphia Ledger  of  March  9,  1918: 

"C.  P.  McCully,  special  agent  in  the  office  of 
the  general  superintendent  of  transportation  of 
the  Pennsylvania  Railroad,  died  yesterday  at 
his  residence,  520  City  avenue,  near  Bala. 

"Mr.  McCully  had  been  in  the  service  of  the 
Pennsylvania  Railroad  nearly  forty-seven  years, 
having  been  first  employed  as  a  rodman.  He 
was  made  supervisor  in  the  Altoona  yards  on 
March  1,  1878.  In  1881  he  was  transferred  to 
Philadelphia  as  chief  clerk  to  the  general  super- 
intendent of  transportation,  remaining  in  that 


capacity  for  thirty-five  years.  In  1916  he  was 
promoted  to  the  office  he  held  until  the  day  of 
his  death. 

"Mr.  McCully  was  born  at  Ardmore,  April  2, 
1853.  He  received  his  education  at  Villanova 
College." 

Patrick  A.  Gaughan,  of  Shenandoah,  Pa.,  who 
was  a  student  at  Villanova  in  1874  and  1875, 
died  February  21,  1918.  We  print  the  following 
from  the  Standard  and  Times  of  March  2,  1918: 

"P.  J.  Gaughan,  one  of  the  foremost  business 
men  of  Shenandoah,  Pa.,  died  at  his  home  in 
that  town,  27  North  Main  street,  on  Wednes- 
day evening  of  last  week,  following  a  year's  ill- 
ness of  neuritis.  He  was  sixty-five  years  old  and 
was  confined  to  his  home  by  the  disease  last 
winter  for  four  months,  but  later  his  condition 
improved  sufficiently  to  permit  him  to  resume 
his  business  activities. 

"He  was  again  taken  ill  on  February  14, 
when  he  contracted  a  heavy  cold  which  devel- 
oped into  rheumatism,  hastening  his  death. 

"His  wife,  who  was  Miss  Anna  Miles,  five 
daughters,  the  Misses  Ella,  Anna,  May,  Regina 
and  Isabelle  Gaughan,  and  two  sons,  Joseph  and 
Miles  Gaughan,  survive. 

"He  took  an  active  part  in  every  enterprise 
in  Shenandoah  and  was  a  charter  member  of  the 
Knights  of  Columbus  and  a  member  of  the 
Holy  Name  Society  of  the  Church  of  the  Annun- 
ciation, B.  V.  M.  He  was  the  pioneer  dry  goods 
merchant  of  the  town,  was  one  of  the  founders 
of  the  Merchants'  National  Bank,  of  which  he 
was  vice-president;  aided  in  organizing  the 
Shenandoah  Light,  Heat  and  Power  Company 
and  the  Miners',  Mechanics'  and  Laborers' 
Building  and  Loan  Association,  and  was  formerly 
president  of  the  Board  of  Trade." 


Play  Ball  Under  Fire 
The  Philadelphia  Bulletin  of  April  11,  1918, 
contains  under  the  above  heading  an  account 
of  a  baseball  game  in  F'rance  within  range  of 
the  big  German  shells  between  the  505  and  506 
sections  of  the  American  Army  Ambulance 
Corps  in  which  Section  506  achieved  a  victory. 
John  Crane,  of  Pottsville,  who  formerly  played 
on  the  Villanova  Preparatory  team,  pitched  for 
the  victors  and  held  Section  505  safe  throughout. 


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Alumni  Reunion  and  Banquet 

The  Committee,  appointed  by  President  J. 
Stanley  Smith,  LL.D.,  to  arrange  for  the  annual 
Alumni  Banquet,  has  decided  to  hold  this  impor- 
tant function  at  the  College  on  the  evening  of 
June  10,  1918,  in  conjunction  with  the  Diamond 
Jubilee  celebration. 

His  Excellency,  the  Apostolic  Delegate,  will 
preside  and  many  other  distinguished  guests, 
both  lay  and  clerical,  will  grace  the  board.  All 
the  old  favorites  will  be  on  hand  and  many  of 
Villanova's  warrior  sons. 

Notices  will  be  sent  to  all  graduates  and  former 
students  in  a  few  days.  Anyone  who  ever  regis- 
tered as  a  student  at  Villanova  will  be  heartily 
welcomed  and,  should  any  such  fail  to  receive 
the  proper  notice,  he  will  confer  a  favor  on  the 
Committee  by  dropping  a  line  to  J.  Stanley 


Smith,  Stephen  Girard  Building,  Philadelphia. 
Get  together,  boys,  and  help  make  the  Dia- 
mond Jubilee  an  occasion  long  to  be  remembered. 

Jottings 

Rev.  M.  A.  Sullivan,  O.  S.  A.,  and  Rev. 
Joseph  A.  Perkins,  O.  S.  A.,  are  awaiting  com- 
missions as  chaplains  in  the  Navy.  Rev.  Pat- 
rick A.  Gallagher,  O.  S.  A.,  is  awaiting  his 
commission  as  an  army  chaplain. 

Joseph  L.  Rafter,  '09,  of  Scranton,  Pa.,  who 
has  been  professor  in  history  and  mathematics 
at  the  Scranton  Technical  High  School  for  the 
past  five  years,  has  recently  tendered  his  resig- 
nation to  the  Superintendent  of  Schools.  He 
has  gone  to  Washington  where  he  will  be  assigned 
to  the  field  service  of  the  War  Department  for 
immediate  service  in  France. 

Edgar  Drach,  '18. 


■  SERVICE   LIST       ^ 

Allen,  Francis  P. — Naval  Reserve,  Wissahickon  Barracks, 
Cape  May,  N.  J. 

Baker,  Rev.  Charles  J.  (O.  S.  A.),  Chaplain — First  Lieu- 
tenant 28th  Engineers,  A.  E.  F.,  France. 

Bannon,  Joseph — Army. 

Barrett,  Rev.  Francis  A,  (O.  S.  A.),  Chaplain — First  Lieu- 
tenant, Camp  Taylor,  Louisville,  Ky. 

Barrett,  Harry — Aviation  Corps,'  Ft.  McArthur,  Waco, 
Texas. 

Barry,  Philip  A. — Second  Lieutenant,  Field  Artillery, 
Camp  Meade,  Admiral,  Md. 

Battin,  Harry  C. — Naval  Reserve,  Naval  Hospital,  Phila- 
delphia. 

Begley,  Joseph — Infantry,  Anniston,  Ala. 

Benson,  Sylvester  R. — Aviation  Corps. 

Bonner,  James — Ensign,  Navy. 

Brady,  Cletus — Lieutenant,  Aviation,  Princeton,  N.  J. 

Brady,  Philip — First  Lieutenant,  Spartanburg,  S.  C. 

Brady,  Francis  C. — Army,  Camp  Meade,  Md. 

Breslin,  Harry — Electrical  Specialist,  Fortress  Monroe,  Va. 

Brennan,  Leo — Engineer  Reserve  Corps. 

Burke,  Cyril  J. — Aviation,  Ithaca,  N.  Y. 

Butler,  John  B. — Sergeant,  Engineering  Corps,  Philadel- 
phia. 

Bryne,  Carroll  G. — Engineers,  France. 

Brown,  Charles  J. — Aviation. 

Cahill,  L,  B. — Ambulance  Corps,  Overseas. 

Cain,  Walter — Navy,  Second-class  Machinist  Mate, 
Brooklyn  Navy  Yaid. 

Carnes,  Thomas  A. — Quartermaster  Coips,  Naval  Re- 
serve, Philadelphia  Navy  Yard. 

Christie,  John — Harvard  Radio  School,  Cambiidge,  Mass. 

Coar,  Stanley  F. — Captain,  Infantry,  Camp  Hancock, 
Augusta,  Ga. 

Corbett,  Francis — Marines,  Jacksonville,  Fla. 

Conway,  Aloysius  F. — Ambulance  Corps,  France. 

Conway,  Joseph  F. — Ambulance  Corps,  France. 

Conway,  John — Lieutenant,  Ambulance  Corps,  France. 


Coursault,  Prosper — Navy. 

Courtney,  Joseph — Lieutenant,  Aviation,  A.  E.  F. 

Crane,  John  W. — Hospital  Corps,  Allentown,  Pa. 

Creevan,  Maurice — Navy,  Naval  Hospital,  Chelsea,  Mass. 

Cronin,  John — National  Army,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer,  Mass, 

Cronin,  Edward — Navy,  Newport,  R.  I. 

Cummings,  Edward — Army,  Camp  Meade,  Md. 

Cusick,  Bartholomew  C. — Ordnance,  Perth  Amboy,  N.  J. 

Dalton,  Thomas  M. — Company  B,  56th  Engineers,  Wash- 
ington, D.  C. 

Daly,  John  T. — First  Lieutenant,  8th  N.  Y.  Coast  Artil- 
lery. 

Darby,  Harold — Coast  Artillery. 

Devine,  Joseph  A. — Officers'  Training  School,  Camp 
Meade,  Admiral,  Md. 

Diebold,  Edward — Navy. 

Domminey,  John  V. — West  Point  Military  Academy. 

Domminey,  Matthew  T. — Aviation,  Princeton  Ground 
School,  N.  J. 

Donahue,  Thomas — Engineering  Corps,  Camp  Meade, 
Admiral,  Md. 

Donahue,  Dr.  William — First  Lieutenant,  Dental  Corps. 

Dougherty,  Charles — Hospital  Corps,  Allentown,  Pa. 

Dougherty,  Cornelius — Second  Lieutenant,  Signal  Corps, 
O.  R.  C,  Washington,  D.  C. 

Dougherty,  John  J. — Marine  Barracks,  Indian  Head,  Md. 

Dougherty',  Michael — Corporal,  National  Army,  Camp 
Meade,  Admiral,  Md. 

Dowd,  Eugene — Aviation,  Houston,  Texas. 

Drach,  Karl  G. — First  Lieutenant,  Quartermaster  Corps, 
France. 

Dunne,  Frank — Corporal,  Camp  Upton,  Yaphank,  L.  L 

Dunne,  Peter — Sergeant,  Quartermaster  Corps,  France. 

Durrschmidt,  Henry — National  Array,  Camp  Devens, 
Ayer,  Mass. 

Easley,  Thomas — Engineeiing  Corps,  Camp  Devens, 
Ayer,  Mass. 

Ebbert,  John — Navy. 


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Ewing,  J.  Febiger — Second  Lieutenant,  Engineers,  Camp 

Lee,  Petetsburg,  Va. 
Fay,  Horace — Infantry. 

Feeney,  Frank — Naval  Reserve,  Philadelphia  Navy  Yard. 
Ferrin,  William  J. — National  Army,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer, 

Mass. 
Ferry,  Frank — Signal  Coips,  A.  E.  F. 
Fer  y,  James — National  Army,  Camp  Meade,  Admiral, 

Md. 
Ferry,  Alfred  A. — First  Lieutenant,  M.  R.  C. 
Fleming,  David — National  Army,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer, 

Mass. 
Flynn,  Rev.  Clement,  O.  M.  L— K.  of  C.  Chaplain,  Ports- 
mouth, N.  H. 
Fogarty,    Patrick — Naval    Reserve,    Philadelphia    Navy 

Yard. 
Fogarty,    Michael — Naval    Reserve,    Philadelphia    Navy 

Yard. 
Fogarty,   Richard — National  Army,   Camp   Meade,   Ad- 
miral, Md. 
Franklin,  Dr.  Melvin — Officers'  Reserve  Medical  Corps. 
Frazier,  William — 103rd  Trench  Mortar  Battery,  Camp 

Hancock,  Augusta,  Ga. 
Fulton,  Archibald  F. — Second  Lieutenant,  Engineers. 
Gilmartin,  Austin  F. — West  Point  Military  Academy. 
Gilmartin,  Rex — First  Lieutenant,  Aviation. 
Goodell,  William — U.  S.  Aviation,  France. 
Gorman,  Chailes — Army,  Camp  Meade,  Admiral,  Md. 
Graney,  James — Ambulance  Corps,  France. 
Green,  Samuel — West  Point  Military  Academy. 
Gutwald,  J.  Roy — 109th  Field  Artillery,  Camp  Hancock, 

Augusta,  Ga. 
Guy,  Walter — 23rd  Highway  Engineers,  France. 
Haberer,  B.  Villars — Second  Lieutenant,  Infantry,  O.  R. 

C,  Camp  Zachary,  Taylor,  Ky. 
Hart,  James  A. — Naval  Reserves,  Cape  May,  N.  J. 
Hebert,  Arthur — First  Lieutenant,  Medical  Corps,  Camp 

Greenleaf,  N.  C. 
Hanlon,  Joseph — 102nd  Trench  Mcrtar  Battery,  Camp 

Wadsworth,  Spartanburg,  S.  C. 
Hennessey,  Edward — Engineers,  Foit  Slocum,  N.  Y. 
Harris,  Fulmer — Army. 
Higgins,  John — National  Army. 
Hogan,  J.  Leonard — O.  R.  T.  C,  Camp  Devens,  Ayet, 

Mass. 
Hooley,   Leo  J. — Sergeant,    Aviation,   Camp   Kell}',   San 

Antonio,  Texas. 
Hudson,  John  J. — Artillery,  Canadian  Army,  Toronto. 
Hughes,  Paul  F. — Second  Lieutenant,  Infantry,  O.  R.  C. 
Johnson,  Charles — Aviation,  France. 
Jones,  Dr.  J.  F.  X. — Suigeon,  Navy,  France. 
Kavanaugh,    William    J. — Senior    Lieutenant    Surgeon, 

Navy. 
Kane,  Thomas — Aviation. 
Keenan,  Earl — First  Lieutenant,  Field  Artillery. 


Kelly,  James  P. — 16Sth  N.  Y.  Regiment,  France. 

Kerns,  Frank — Infantry,  Camp  Meade,  Md- 

Kiley,  John  P. — Army,  Camp  Grant,  111. 

KildufT,  E.  G.— Navy  Base  Hospital  No.  5, 

Klunk,  Roy — Second  Lieutenant,  Infantry,  O.  R.  C. 

Kumer,  Joseph — Co.  B  Barracks,  W'ashington,  D.  C. 

Lamond,  Matthias — Army,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer,  Mass. 

Lane,  James  J. — National  Army,  Camp  Meade,  Admiral, 
Md. 

Lewis,  Edwin — National  Army,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer, 
Mass. 

Logan,  Edwin — Naval  Reserves. 

Loan,  William — Naval  Reserve,  Philadelphia. 

Lombardo,  Vincent — Corporal,  Schofield  Barracks,  Hawaii. 

Lynch,  F.  Leo — Naval  Reserve,  Philadelphia  Navy  Yard. 

Lynch,  Stanley — 101st  U.  S.  Cavalry,  Fort  Hancock, 
Augusta,  Ga. 

Lytle,  James  H. — Junior  Lieutenant,  Navy. 

McCarthy,  Glen — Second  Lieutenant,  Ordnance  Depart- 
ment, Lawrence,  Mass. 

McCalley,  C.  Aloysius — Balloon  Division,  Aviation  Corps, 
Dayton,  Ohio. 

McCann,  James — Co.  E,  103rd  Engineers,  Augusta,  Ga. 

McCloskey,  Dr.  Edward— Captain,  M.  R.  C,  Foit  Sill, 
Okla. 

McCullian,  Edward — 810th  Aviation  Squadron,  Speed- 
way, Indianapolis,  Ind. 

McDonald,  Donald  C. — National  Army,  Camp  Meade, 
Admiral,  Md. 

McEnerny,  Daniel  T. — Aviation  Section  Signal  Corps, 
4th  Cadet  Squadron,  Ellington  Field,  Houston,  Tex. 

McGinley,  Alfred — Naval  Academy,  Annapolis. 

McGrady,  Edward — Field  Artillery,  Arizona. 

McGuckin,  Charles  H. — Aviat  on.  Naval  Reserve,  Phila- 
delphia Navy  Yard. 

McHugh,  Joseph — Hospital  Corps,  Allentown,  Pa. 

McLaughlin,  Charles  C. — Ambulance  Coips,  France. 

McNierney,  Herbert  O. — Second  Lieutenant. 

McWade,  W.  C— C.  A.  M.  C,  Western  Hangar,  Kent, 
England. 

Magee,  Richard — First  Lieutenant,  Aviation  Section, 
Signal  Coips,  Tex. 

Mahoney,  Andrew — Naval  Reserves,  Pelham  Bay  Park, 
New  York. 

Maha,  John — Naval  Aviation,  Miami,  Fla. 

Malone,  John  A. — Second  Lieutenant,  Coast  Artillery 
Corps,  Fort  Wiight,  L.  I. 

Malick,  Peter — Engineer  Reserve  Corps. 

Malloy,  Harold — First  New  York  Cavalry,  Spartanburg, 
S.  C. 

Mariiley,  Ralph — Army  Headquarters  Regiment. 

Martin,  Roger  J. — Aviation. 

Michell,  Nicholas  L. — Navy. 

Miller,  James  Patrick — Second  Lieutenant,  Infantry. 

Milligan,  Bernard — Infantry. 


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Minnick,  Norbert — Petty  Officer,  Navy,  Wilmington,  Del. 

Montgomery,  Ch^iles — 198th  Infantry,  Camp  Wads- 
worth,  Spaitanburg,  S.  C. 

Mullan,  Thomas  V. — Quartermaster  Corps,  France. 

Mullen,  Thomas — Navy. 

Murnane,  Joseph  F. — National  Army,  Camp  Devens, 
Ayer,  Mass. 

Murphy,  Cairoll — Aero  Squad,  Waco,  Tex. 

Nassau,  Dr.  Charles — Major,  M.  R.  C,  Jefferson  College 
Base  Hospital,  Fiance. 

O'Brien,  George  A. — Marines. 

O'Brien,  George  T. — Camp  McClellan,  Anniston,  Ala. 

O'Brien,  Patrick — Signal  Corps,  France. 

O'Brien,  Paul  A. — Sergeant,  National  Army,  Camp 
Meade,  Admiral,  Md. 

O'Connell,  Thomas  B. — Naval  Reserve,  Philadelphia  Navy 
Yard. 

O'Connor,  Robert  J. — Camp  Dix,  Wrightstown,  N.  J. 

O'Leary,  John  A. — First  Lieutenant,  Coast  Artillery,  Fort 
Kamahamaha,  Honolulu,  H.  T. 

O'Malley,  Thomas  G. — Captain,  50th  Infantry,  Wash- 
ington, D.  C. 

Pallis,  Joseph — Yeoman,  Navy,  Philadelphia. 

Penrose,  Norman — Headquarters  Company,  101st  U.  S. 
Cavalry,  Camp  Hancock,  Ga. 

Penrose,  Ralph — Headquarters  Company,  101st  U.  S. 
Cavalry,  Camp  Hancock,  Ga. 

Perna,  Anthony — Camp  Hancock,  Augusta,  Ga. 

Quigley,  Robert — Naval  Reserve,  Wissahickon  Barracks, 
Cape  May,  N.  J. 

Quigley,  Francis — Naval  Reserves,  Cape  May,  N.  J. 

Quinn,  Geoige — First  Lieutenant,  M.  R.  C. 

Quinn,  Martin  M.— Co.  1,  74th  Infantry,  N.  Y.  G. 

Quinn,  Paul  H.— Co.  1,  74th  Infantry,  N.  Y.  G. 

Quirk,  William — National  Army. 

Rafter,  Joseph  L. — Special  Auditor,  Army,  Washington, 
D.  C. 

Reagan,  Albert  V. — National  Army,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer, 
Mass. 

Reagan,  Patrick  L. — Officers'  Ttaining  Camp,  Camp 
Meade,  Admiral,  Md. 

Reap,  James  A. — Fiist  Lieutenant,  Camp  Upton,  Yap- 
hank,  L.  I. 

Reddon,  Thomas  J. — Co.  E,  103rd  Engineers,  Camp 
Hancock,  Ga. 

Riley,  Dr.  Hugh  A.— Captain,  M.  R.  C,  France. 

Riordan,  Francis — National  Army,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer, 
Mass. 

Roache,  John — Navy,  Quartermaster's  Department,  Phila- 
delphia. 

Ruddy,  Sebastin — Army,  Camp  Hancock,  Augusta,  Ga. 

Sabbatino,  Ralph — Aviation,  Mineola,  L.  I. 

Sabbatino,  Sylvester — Cadet  Student,  Naval  Auxiliary, 
Pelham  Bay  Park,  N.  Y. 


Scanlon,  Joseph  T.^Marines,  Indian  Head,  Md. 

Schmidt,  Joseph — Aviation. 

Shanahan,  William  J. — Captain,   102d  Regirnent,  U.   S, 

Infantry. 
Shanfelter,  Carl — Aviation. 
Shaw,  James — Quartermaster  Corps. 
Sherer,    Harry — Chief    Petty    Officer,    Naval    Reserve, 

Philadelphia,  Pier  19. 
Short,  Francis  W. — Naval  Reserve. 
Sheehan,  Francis — National  Army,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer^ 

Mass. 
Sheehan,  John — Engineer  Reserve  Corps. 
Snydei,  Clarence  J. — U.  S.  Ambulance  Corps  with  the 

French  Army  Pare  "  B,"  Par  B.  C.  M.,  Paris. 
Stine,  Charles  A. — Medical  Coips,  Fort  Myer,  Va. 
Stoeckle,  Charles  H. — Aviation,  Camp  Dick,  Dallas,  Tex. 
Strauch,  William — 26th  Gas  and  Flame  Regiment,  France; 

U.  S.  Signal  Corps,  Meteorological  Service. 
Sweeney,  Joseph  F. — Master  Gunner,  Artillery,  France. 
Thomas,  William,  Jr. — Navy. 
Thornton,  John  K. — Chief  Yeoman,   Philadelphia  Navy 

Yard. 
Towhey,  Harry — Engineer  Rererve  Corps. 
Troxell,  Eugene  B. — Officers'  Training  Camp,  Fort  Leav- 
enworth, Kan. 
Voight,  Theodore  E. — Second  Lieutenant,  101st  Machine 

Gun  Battalion,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer,  Mass. 
Walkinshaw,  Charles — Aviation  Section,  Signal  Corps. 
Walkinshaw,  John  R. — Co.  F,  110th  U.  S.  Infantiy,  Camp 

Hancock,  Augusta,  Ga. 
Walsh,  Leontine — Hospital  Corps,  France. 
Ward,  David  V. — First  Lieutenant,  Field  Artillery,  Fort 

Oglethorpe,  Ga. 
Wasilko,  John  J. — Medical  Corps,  Fort  Slocum,  N.  Y. 
Waters,  Donald — Navy. 
Waters,  Thomas — Navy. 

Waring,  Rev.  George — Captain,  Governor's  Island,  N.  Y. 
Wherrity,  Joseph — National  Guard,  Co.  E,  8th  Pennsyl- 
vania Infantry,  Camp  Hancock,  Ga. 
Wiegand,  Walter — Corporal  Gunner,  65th  Enginer  Heavy 

Motor  Tank  Service,  England. 
Williams,  Leo  J. — Navy,  Porto  Rico. 
Williams,  Dr.  Robert — Ensign,  Naval  Medical  Corps. 
Woods,  Joseph  P. — National  Army,  Camp  Devens,  Ayer, 

Mass. 

(The  preceding  list  contains  the  names  of  those  Villa- 
nova  men  whom  we  know  definitely  to  be  with  the  colors. 
There  are  many  others  about  whom  we  have  received 
no  definite  information.  In  our  next  number  we  will  print 
additions  and  corrections,  and  for  this  purpose  we  solicit 
the  co-operation  of  all  our  friends.) 


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HERE  AND  OVER  THERE 


28th  Eng.,  A.  E.  P., 
New  York,  Feb.  4,  1918. 
Dear  Father: 

Just  a  line_to  bid  you  good-bye.  We  did  not  arrive  at 
Camp  Merritt  until  10.30  Sunday  morning.  We  reached 
Weehawken  at  1.30  Sunday  morning  and  had  a  sleep  on  the 
train.  There  were  no  sleepers  so  we  had  to  make  out  the 
best  we  could.  We  all  had  army  rations  and  used  our  mess 
kits  and  canteens.  Some  life,  but  I  rather  enjoyed  it. 
I  did  not  hear  Mass  nor  could  I  say  Mass  on  Sunday,  and 
I  felt  like  a  heathen. 

We  are  under  very  strict  rules  and  are  not  allowed  very 
far  from  camp.  I  am  in  New  York  for  the  day  with  two 
other  officers.  It  is  pretty  hard  to  be  so  close  and  not  able 
to  go  to  see  anybody.  I  called  up  Staten  Island  to  say 
good-bye  to  the  Fathers  there.  Father  Daley  was  the 
only  one  at  home.  I  was  very  anxious  to  say  good-bye 
to  Father  Reilly  but  he  was  out. 

If  you  VTite  address  me,  Chaplain  Charles  J.  Baker, 
28th  Engineers,  Care  A.  E.  F.,  France.  I  will  be  some- 
where in  France,  so  if  you  address  mail  that  way  I  will 
get  it  sometime. 

Tell  Mother  Phillipine  that  I  am  very  thankful  to  her 
for  all  she  has  done  for  me  and  that  I  appreciate  those 
altar  cloths  ve  y  much.  I  will  write  if  I  get  to  France 
safely. 

Part  of  oui  baggage  left  for  the  steamer  today  so  we 
will  be  out  on  the  Atlantic  before  long.  Good  bye  and 
love  to  all. 

Yours  very  sinceiely, 
Charles  J.  Baker,  O.  S.  A, 

On  Board  Ship, 
28th  Eng.,  A.  E.  F., 
Feb.  23,  1918. 
My  dear  Father: 

Thus  far  we  have  been  sailing  toward  our  field  of 
activity  at  a  moderate  pace,  due  to  the  fact  that  we  are  all 
looking  out  for  submarines.  For  the  past  three  nights  I 
have  not  taken  off  my  clothes  and  wear  a  life  preserver 
all  the  time.  We  have  had  delightful  weather  and  the 
trip  has  been  ideal.  I  have  not  been  seasick  for  a  moment. 
Many  of  the  men  have,  as  we  have  had  some  very  heavy 
swells  and  the  boat  has  rolled  quite  some.  I  was  slightly 
inrlisposcd  for  a  few  days.  My  room  was  swamped  out 
due  to  a  bursting  water  pipe,  so  I  think  that  I  caught  ccld 
sleeping  in  the  wet  room.  Last  Sunday  I  was  miserable 
but  it  did  not  stop  me  from  having  services.  I  had  Mass 
at  9.30,  at  which  there  was  a  big  crowd  and  55  communi- 
cants. At  ten  I  had  non-denominaticnal  services  for  the 
privates  and  at  eleven  for  the  officers.  I  preached  a  regu- 
lar Catholic  lenten  sermon,  which  was  appreciated  very 


much  by  the  officers.    Several  of  them  came  and  compli- 
mented me  on  the  services  and  the  sermon. 

We  are  right  now  in  the  danger  zone  and  everybody  is 
on  edge.  We  have  had  fine  food  and  nothing  could  be 
better.  The  weather  has  been  quite  mild,  owing  to  the 
fact  that  we  have  taken  a  southern  course.  Overcoats  are 
not  needed. 

Do  you  remember  Karl  Drach,  Mrs.  McDonald's 
nephew,  who  was  at  Villanova?  He  is  a  second  lieutenant 
aboard  the  ship  with  a  number  of  undertakers  and  embalm- 
ers.  Joseph  Haas,  who  worked  with  Bill  McConaghy,  is 
also  with  this  unit.  It  is  called  Graves  unit.  You  will 
receive  a  postcard  telling  of  my  safe  arrival  just  as  soon 
as  we  reach  port.  The  news  will  be  sent  to  New  York. 
Just  as  soon  as  they  receive  it  the  Government  will  mail 
the  card  in  New  York  so  that  you  will  know  sooner  than 
if  I  had  sent  it  from  this  side. 

Hoping  that  all  are  well,  with  best  wishes  to  all,  I  am 
Yours  sincerely  in  Chi  ist, 
C.  J.  Baker,  O.  S.  A., 
First  Lieutenant,  Chaplain  28th  Engineeis. 

1st  Br.  Headquarters^ 
28th  Eng.,  France, 
Feb.  27,  1918. 
My  dear  Father: 

Just  a  line  to  let  you  know  that  I  am  on  teria  firma  and 
very  glad  of  it.  While  the  ocean  voyage  was  very  delight- 
ful as  regards  the  weather,  it  was  very  long  and  tedious. 
All  lights  were  out  at  sundown  and  so  we  were  in  darkness 
till  sunrise.  All  precautions  against  submarines  were 
taken.  I  was  not  seasick  for  an  instant.  I  enjoyed  the 
ocean  very  much.  The  weather  waa  very  mild  and 
balmy,  and  I  did  not  wear  an  overcoat  after  leaving  port 
of  embaikation.  We  were  two  weeks  to  the  very  day 
coming  over.  The  country  here  is  very  beautiful,  the 
fields  are  all  green  and  the  gardens  are  planted  and  have 
a  good  start.  The  weather  is  not  so  intensely  cold,  but 
raw  and  damp  when  the  sun  does  not  shine.  The  houses 
are  very  well  made,  all  stone  and  very  quaint  .n  their 
style  of  architecture.  One  of  the  sad  sights  is  that  nearly 
all  the  people  are  dressed  in  black.  Then  we  see  the  soldiers 
without  legs  and  so  forth.  It  is  enough  to  make  one 
shudder.  Our  censoiship  is  very  strict  so  I  cannot  write 
many  particulars. 

I  am  in  excellent  health  and  hope  to  continue  so.  Will 
be  pleased  to  hear  from  you  as  mail  will  not  be  coming 
to  me  very  frequently. 

With  love  to  all,  I  am 

Yours  sincerely, 
C.  J.  Baker,  O.  S.  A., 
First  Lieutenant,  Chaplain  28th  Engineers. 


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Hdqs.  1st  Br.  28th  Eng., 
A.  E.  F.,  Fiance, 
March  10,  1918. 
My  dear  Father: 

I  have  written  you  several  times  since  my  arrival  in 
France  and  have  been  wondering  whether  you  received 
my  letters.  At  present  we  are  still  at  the  place  from  which 
we  disembarked.  I  like  the  place  very  much  and  you 
would,  too,  as  the  climate  is  so  warm  and  balmy.  Of 
course  there  are  no  conveniences  to  speak  of.  There  are 
no  trolley  cars  in  the  town;  everybody  walks.  The  cos- 
tumes of  the  peasants  are  very  queer  and  quaint. 

Today  I  celebrated  Mass  at  eight  and  nine  o'clock  in 
the  Y.  M.  C.  A.  hut,  and  had  a  fairly  good  attendance. 
The  troops  are  commg  and  going  all  the  time  so  it  is  hard 
to  reach  everybody  as  to  Catholic  service.  I  have  the 
hours  for  Mass  and  confession  published  at  the  Y.  M. 
C.  A.,  so  those  who  come  there  can  see  the  bulletins.  As 
yet  we  have  not  a  K.  of  C.  building  but  hope  to  have  one 
in  a  short  time.  There  is  great  need  for  such  huts  over 
here.  They  call  the  buildings  erected  by  the  K.  of  C.  and 
the  Y.  M.  C.  A.  huts. 

I  will  write  to  you  from  time  to  time  and  hope  you  will 
write  to  me  frequently  as  I  have  not  yet  received  a  letter 
from  the  States.  All  the  officers  except  myself  have 
received  mail  so  it  makes  me  feel  blue.  Tell  all  the  house- 
hold and  also  the  Sisters  that  I  am  well  and  happy  and 
expect  to  be  real  close  to  the  front  in  a  short  time. 

Trusting  that  you  will  all  continue  to  remember  me  in 
your  prayers  as  I  need  them,  for  I  can  only  say  Mass  on 
Sundays,  with  kindest  regards  to  all,  I  am 

Yours  sincerely  in  Christ, 

C.  J.  Baker,  O.  S.  A., 
First  Lieutenant,  Chaplain  28th  Eng.,  A.  E.  F. 

Aviation  Section  Signal  Corps, 

4th  Cadet  Squadron, 
Ellington  Field,  Houston,  Tex. 
Dear  Father: 

No  doubt  you  were  more  than  surprised  when  you 
heard  that  I  had  joined,  or,  at  least,  had  been  transferred 
to  the  Aviation  Section.  But  life  is  always  full  of  sur- 
prises and  yours  truly  cannot  be  out  of  the  ordinary  and, 
therefore,  must  also  be  one  of  the  surprises. 

Here  I  am,  away  down  here  going  up  every  day,  just 
like  in  baseball,  but  now  more  in  reality.  In  fact  I  don't 
feel  at  all  out  of  place,  bemg  so  used  to  it  as  a  baseball 
player  (notice  I  didn't  say  as  a  pitcher). 

I  have  been  flying  alone,  or  solo  as  they  call  it  out  here, 
for  the  past  week — and  it's  great.  I  expect  to  receive  my 
commission  in  a  short  time — and  then — right  across  to 
see  what  we  can  do  against  the  Germans.  The  camp  here 
is  wonderful  but  the  work  is  something  to  be  talked  about. 
We  work  about  twelve  to  fourteen  hours  a  day  and  only 
get  one  day  off  a  week.     No  chance  at  all  to  play  ball. 


We  live  in  wooden  barracks — the  best  ever — but  nothing 
like  dear  old  Villanova,  and  I  can  prove  it.  The  eats  are 
gre^t,  too,  but  we  have  to  pay  thirty  dollars  a  month  for 
them.  There  goes  the  "Horn,"  so  I  guess  I  will  have  to 
close. 

Best  regards  to  Father  Driscoll,  also  Prof.  McGeehan. 

Remember  me  to  all.     I  am  yours  as  ever, 

Daniel  T.  McEnernv, 

810th  Aviation  Squadron, 
Speedway,  Indianapolis,  Ind., 
Februaiy  20,  1918. 
Dear  Father: 

I  know  that  you  will  be  surprised  to  hear  from  me  at 
this  particular  time,  but  like  all  the  needy  I  am  forced  to 
return  to  my  old  friends  for  aid  in  my  hours  of  distress. 

I  have  had  the  good  fortune  to  have  been  recommended 
by  the  captain  of  this  squadron  as  eligible  for  admission  to 
the  ground  school  for  commissioned  officers  in  the  aviation 
section,  but  before  presenting  my  application  I  must  have 
three  letters  of  recommendation  as  to  my  chaiacter  before 
joining  the  ai  my.  As  you  knew  me  for  the  past  five  years 
I  thought  that  you  could  help  me  out  in  this  matter  and 
tell  the  government  something  of  my  character  and  educa- 
tion, or  rather  my  class  ratings  dm  ing  my  years  at  college. 

I  am  just  a  little  unfortunate  in  receiving  this  at  the  time 
I  did,  as  I  had  been  ordered  oversea.  This  will  keep  me 
in  the  country,  at  least  until  the  war  department  accepts 
or  rejects  my  application.  I  am  afraid  I  am  a  little  young 
for  this  particular  branch  but  will  give  it  a  battle. 

I  must  say  that  I  took  to  army  life  like  a  duck  to  watet 
and  I  like  it  far  better  than  I  ever  dreamt  of.  We  were 
ordered  oversea  about  January  the  fifth,  and  only  the 
northern  traffic  conditions  saved  us  from  going  on  the 
Tuscania.  Two  of  my  pals  from  home  who  were  in  Texas 
with  me  were  on  this  ship  and  we  weie  booked  to  leave 
the  same  time,  but  the  fortunes  of  war  were  with  us. 

I  left  Gene  Dowd  in  Texas  and  he  is  thinking  of  going 
over  the  deep  almost  any  day.  At  present  we  are  assem- 
bling and  repairing  aeroplanes  about  three  and  a  half 
miles  from  Indianapolis.  We  are  stationed  outside  the 
Speedway  race  track  whore  Barney  Oldfield  made  his 
reputation.  I  rm  tipping  the  scales  at  175  and  feel  like 
tackling  Willard. 

Hoping  you  can  grant  me  the  favor  asked  for  and  will 
do  so  at  your  earliest  convenience,  I  beg  to  remain  as  ever 

Your  sincere  friend, 

E.  V.  McCullian. 

Somewhere  in  France, 
March  4,  1918. 
My  dear  Parents: 

Since  writing  to  you  last  week  we  bad  the  pleasure  of 
traveling  two  days  and  two  nights  in  a  French  train. 
The  men  were  in  box  cars.    The  cars  were  marked  Hommes 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


40,  Chevaux  8.  We  rode  in  first-class  cars,  six  in  a  com- 
partment. They  certainly  take  their  time  about  things 
over  here.  The  station  (chef)  master  blows  a  whistle, 
then  the  train  man  blows  a  little  tin  horn,  then  the  engineer 
hangs  on  the  steam  whistle  and  in  a  few  minutes  the 
train  starts  and  how  they  bump  along.  I  think  I  am  in  a 
permanent  place.  We  arrived  here  yesterday.  The  men 
are  busy  building  bunks  today.  I  wish  I  could  describe 
the  town,  but  I  can't.  It  is  very  pathetic  and  ead  here. 
Every  available  man  is  in  the  army  and  every  woman  is 
in  deep  mourning.  All  you  see  are  old  men  and  women. 
The  women  do  the  work.  Soldiers  of  all  nations  are  every- 
where. I  had  to  cash  a  check  for  $25.00  and  they  objected 
very  much  and  only  paid  me  5  F  50  c  for  $1.00.  On  gov- 
ernment checks  and  express  checks  you  get  5  F  70.  lam 
learning  to  count  the  money  and  get  along  very  nicely  in 
the  stores  with  the  little  French  I  know.  I  seem  to  make 
them  understand  me,  but  I  have  an  awful  time  under- 
standing them.  We  are  now  close  to  the  front  and  in  the 
line  for  air  raids. 

We  are  in  one  mass  of  mud.  I  live  in  my  rubber  boots 
and  in  mud  up  to  the  knees.  I  have  to  censor  my  own 
letters  and  also  those  of  my  men.  So  with  my  regular 
paper  work  and  looking  after  things  and  censoring  letters 
that  you  can  hardly  read,  I  am  very  busy.  They  would 
not  let  us  cable  fiom  the  place  we  landed,  but  I  under- 
stand I  can  cable  from  here,  and  I  will  do  so  as  soon  as 
I  get  a  chance.  It  rains  here  all  the  time  and  now  is  snow- 
ing; about  a  foot  of  snow  on  the  ground.  This  city 
dates  back  to  almost  100  years  B.  C,  and  is  walled.  I  had 
my  first  French  hotel  experience  the  other  night.  They 
put  me  in  the  attic,  very  nice  bed  and  clean.  The  bed 
was  on  a  track  on  the  floor  so  they  could  move  it  easily, 
I  imagine;  no  heat.  The  price  was  3  F  for  the  room  and 
one-half  F  for  the  candle.  I  find  the  French  book  you  sent 
me  from  Funk  &  Wagnalls  very  handy  and  use  it  quite 
often.  When  I  return  to  the  States  I  hope  to  converse 
with  you  in  French.  I  must  close.  Am  very  well.  Hope 
you  are  the  same.  Best  regards  to  all.  Write  often.  I 
am  your  very  affectionate  son, 

'  Lieutenant  Karl  G.  Drach,  Q.  M.  C, 

Commanding  M.  S.  T.  U.,  No.  307, 

U.  S.  Military  P.O.,  No.  714, 
American  Expeditionary  Forces,  France. 

(This  address  will  get  me  very  quickly  if  the  letters  get 
to  France.) 

Camp  Dick,  Dallas,  Tex., 

Squadron  20. 
Dear  Father: 

I  have  been  anxiously  waiting  to  hear  from  you.  I 
am  at  Camp  Dick  now  in  an  aviation  concentration  camp. 
We  are  being  held  here  until  vacancies  occur  at  the  flying 


fields  in  the  south  or  until,  as  is  my  fond  hope,  the  north- 
ern fields  open.  The  camp  is  modeled  exactly  on  the 
plan  of  West  Point  as  far  as  discipline  and  military  forma- 
tion are  concerned.  This  is  a  result  of  advice  given  by 
General  Pershing.  The  system  here  is  competitive.  By 
that  I  mean  that,  taking  no  notice  of  the  length  of  time 
one  is  here  he  must  obtain  and  hold  first  place  among  the 
seventeen  squadrons  for  one  week  in  order  to  become  a 
priority  squadron.  These  are  the  first  to  leave.  Calls  are 
constantly  coming  in  for  men,  but  as  we  are  also  receiving 
men  weekly  from  ground  schools  all  over  the  country,  it 
merely  keeps  us  from  becoming  too  crowded.  We  are 
watched  from  the  time  we  arise  at  five-thirty  A.  M.,  until 
we  retire  at  night  and  graded  accordingly.  Things  that 
seem  unimportant  ordinarily  are  serious  here.  For 
instance,  one  man  turning  his  head  when  at  attention  may 
cause  his  squadron  to  lose  several  points  at  that  forma- 
tion. It  is  for  all  the  world  like  a  football  game  and  the 
rivalry  is  intense.  Besides  our  drilling  and  classes  we 
have  to  stand  four  inspections  daily  and  the  way  these 
lily-white  inspecting  ofificeis  look  for  dust  would  put  old 
Dutch  Cleanser  herself  to  shame. 

Our  squadron  is  at  present  one  of  five  priority  squad- 
rons, but  when  we  leave  or  where  we  go  I  do  not  know- 
We  do  no  flying  here,  but  are  getting  a  thorough  knowledge 
of  the  duties  of  an  officer. 

By  the  way,  I  am  now  a  member  of  the  K.  of  C.  They 
have  been  very  kind  to  us,  practically  turning  their  mag- 
nificent club-house  over  to  us.  So  when  given  the  oppor- 
tunity of  becoming  a  member  I  jumped  at  the  chance, 
especially  when  they  gave  us  all  three  degrees  the  same 
day. 

I  must  .say  that  army  life  has  done  me  a  great  deal  of 
good.  I  receive  the  Sacraments  regularly  and  find  this 
a  great  help.  The  life  itself  healthy,  regular,  and  stimu- 
lating, is  a  powerful  deterrent  to  any  false  ideas  of  living. 
It  is  impressed  upon  us  that  we  owe  it  to  our  country  to 
take  even  better  care  of  ourselves  than  we  did  before. 
Personally  I  never  felt  better  in  my  life  and  have  gained 
five  pounds  since  leaving  ground  school.  I  lost  several 
pounds  there  due  to  the  constant  nervous  strain,  but 
thank  the  good  Lord  that  is  over  now. 

Write  to  me  Father,  please.  I  certainly  appreciate 
letters  from  my  friends  and  I  must  admit  that  in  spite 
of  the  activity  I  get  pretty  homesick  at  times.  Pray  for 
my  mother  and  myself  as  we  do  for  you  and  remember 
I  am  as  ever. 

Your  fond  and  sincere  friend, 

Charles  H.  Stoeckle. 

P.  S. — I  wish  you  all  the  graces  and  blessings  of  the 
Easter  season. 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


37 


February  9,  1918. 
Friend  Jim:  ■ 

Received  yours  of  the  17th  sometime  ago,  (bancoup) 
work  prevented  me  from  answering  sooner. 

Since  then  I  have  enjoyed  a  quiet  and  peaceful  trip 
across  the  "big  pond."  Quiet  and  peaceful  in  a  way,  with 
just  enough  of  excitement  to  make  it  interesting.  Shortly 
after  leaving  the  port  of  embarkation  I  saw  our  gunners" 
participate  in  a  target  practice  and  almost  immediately 
all  fears  that  had  been  lurking  in  my  brain  disappeared. 
To  say  the  least  they  are  marvels  of  accuracy. 

Seasick?  Yes,  I  will  be  candid  and  confess.  The  third 
day  out  I  lost  my  dignity  entirely,  but  in  a  few  days  I 
recovered  and  enjoyed  the  rest  of  the  trip.  Nevertheless 
cliffs,  verdant  with  green  grass  and  tiees  were  a  welcome 
sight  indeed.  The  old,  quaint  cities  surrounded  by  high 
walls,  the  narrow  streets,  two-wheeled  carts  and  peasants 
in  clumsy  wooden  shoes  made  an  interesting  picture. 

I  have  not  been  up  to  the  front  yet,  but  our  camp  is  close 
enough  to  it  to  hear  the  booming  of  the  guns  and  the 
explosion  of  the  shells.  At  night  all  windows  in  our  bar- 
racks are  covered  so  as  not  to  betray  our  presence  to  ever 
wandering  Boche  planes. 

Our  work  is  entirely  with  the  French.  Only  a  few  Amer- 
icans are  in  this  camp  but  there  are  hundreds  of  French. 
We  eat,  sleep  and  work  with  them.  They  feed  us  very 
well,  but  I  can't  get  used  to  their  breakfast.  The  menu  for 
breakfast  is  always  the  same.  It  consists  of  black  coffee. 
The  French  are  not  in  the  habit  of  eating  in  the  morning. 

Conversation  is  still  very  difficult  for  me.  I  sling  Eng- 
lish, Latin,  Spanish,  Hog  French,  deaf  and  dumb  and 
everything  I  can  think  of  at  them,  but  they  only  shake 
their  head  in  widee-eyed  astonishment. 

They  never  serve  water  at  the  table,  wine  being  the 
only  drink  after  coffee.  If  you  are  so  temperate  as  to  ask 
for  water  they  laugh  at  you.  The  only  use  they  have 
for  "umbrella  juice,"  as  they  call  it,  is  for  washing.  So 
much  for  the  French.  This  paper  they  just  sold  to  me  in 
their  canteen.     Good  stationery? 

Yes,  I  think  I  was  in  too  much  of  a  hurry  to  join.  Over 
in  the  States  they  are  handing  out  commissions  to  every- 
body.   Here  very  few  are  handed  out  and  then  you  must 


know  something  to  get  one.  But  I  aim  npt  kicking.  Bull 
Lowe,  the  Fordham  football  player,  is  here  with  me. 
He  is  the  only  one  I  knew  when  I  arrived  here.  For  the 
present  must  cease,  so  au  revoir. 

Clarence  K.  Snyder, 
U.  S.  A.  Ambulance  Service  with  French  Army, 
Parc"B,"  Par  B.C.  M.,  Paris. 
P.  S. — Would  be  pleased  to  receive  The  Villanovan. 
Remember  me  to  the  boys. 

102d  Trench  Mortar  Battery, 
Camp  Wadsworth,  Spartanburg,  S.  C, 
March  16,  1918. 
Dear  Father: 

I  received  your  very  kind  letter  enclosing  letter  of 
recommendation  and  sent  it  to  New  York  with  my  appli- 
cation. About  that  time  word  came  from  Washington 
discontinuing  all  examinations.  Since  then  that  order 
has  been  rescinded  and  an  aviation  committee  established 
at  Camp  Wadsworth.  I  have  applied  here  and  expect  to 
be  called  shortly.  As  it  would  be  hard  now  to  obtain 
your  letter,  if  I  could  trouble  you  for  a  duplicate  it  would 
simplify  matters  very  much  for  me. 

Joe  Sweeney  sailed  for  France  about  a  month  ago  as  an 
expert  gunner  in  the  heavy  artillery,  after  completing  a 
three-months'  course  at  Fortress  Monroe.  Most  likely 
you  know  that  Jim  Kelly  is  with  the  165th  Infantry,  for- 
merly the  old  69th,  which  the  papers  have  reported  to 
have  been  in  action  recently.  Was  surprised  to  meet 
Phil  Brady  down  in  Spartanburg  the  other  day.  He  is  a 
first  lieutenant  in  one  of  the  newly  formed  pioneer  regi- 
ments. 

I  suppose  with  most  of  the  men  away  the  prospects  for 
Villanova's  nine  are  not  especially  bright  this  year,  but 
I  imagine  that  condition  prevails  throughout  all  the  col- 
leges. Fred  Lear  has  signed  with  Chicago  and  stands  a 
good  chance  of  holding  down  their  third  sack  this  season. 

Thanking  you  for  your  kindness,  I  am 

Yours  sincerely, 

Joe  Hanlon. 

P.  S. — Charlie  Montgomery  is  down  here  with  the 
108th  Infantry  and  is  making  quite  a  name  as  a  pitcher. 


CXMw 


Baseball  Prospects 

NUMEROUS  difficulties  have  presented 
themselves  in  Coach  McGeehan's  path 
this  season  which  promise  to  cut  into 
the  usual  strength  of  Villanova's  baseball  teams, 
but  when  one  realizes  that  practically  the  same 
conditions  exist  throughout  the  country  the 
outlook  does  not  seem  so  dark.  The  number  of 
candidates  to  answer  the  initial  call  was  not  as 
large  as  usual  but  a  fair  number  put  in  an 
appearance.  They  were  mostly  new  men,  lack- 
ing in  experience,  and  for  this  reason  an  almost 
entirely  new  team  will  have  to  be  developed. 
This,  however,  has  not  hampered  Coach  McGee- 
han  in  his  efforts  and  he  has  had  his  men  work- 
ing late  every  day. 

There  are  four  veterans  of  last  year's  team 
who  still  remain  as  a  nucleus  for  the  new  nine. 
Hugh  McGeehan,  who  was  elected  captain  to 
succeed  Charley  McGuckin,  will  again  be  at 
third  base  and,  from  all  appearances,  he  is  as 
fast  as  ever.  Great  things  are  expected  from  our 
new  captain.  Jim  Murray  will  again  be  at  the 
initial  sack  and  in  the  outfield  we  still  have  the 
heavy  hitters,  Sheehan  and  Robinson.  From 
these  men  and  the  new  material  available,  the 
Blue  and  White  should  have  a  team  which,  at 
least,  will  uphold  all  the  traditions  of  Villanova. 

Vince  Molyneaux,  who  left  recently  to  enter 
the  big  leagues,  gave  Professor  McGeehan  some 
valuable  coaching  assistance  early  in  the  season, 
and  helped  to  round  out  the  pitching  staff  in 
fine  style.  With  Jones  and  Delohery  showing 
fine  form  and  improving  daily,  the  team  will  not 
be  found  wanting  on  the  pitching  end.  Jake 
Sheehan  will  also  be  available  as  a  pitcher,  as 
he  has  gone  into  the  box  for  Villanova  several 


times  during  the  past  few  years.  Delohery 
showed  up  well  with  the  Prep,  nine  last  season. 
He  has  a  fine  supply  of  curve  balls  and  plenty 
of  speed  and  should  develop  into  a  star  as  the 
season  progresses.  Jones  is  inclined  to  be 
erratic,  but  under  careful  training  he  is  rapidly 
overcoming  this  difficulty.  Marrafinno  is  mak- 
ing good  behind  the  bat  and  should  hold  that 
position  throughout  the  season.  He  shows  a 
flash  of  speed  at  the  bat  and  on  the  bases,  and 
proves  to  be  very  capable  of  handling  the  twirl- 
ers.  Delaney,  Diggles,  Talone  and  McDermott 
are  very  likely  looking  men  for  the  infield,  and 
in  the  outfield,  Amby  Brennan  and  Holbrook 
are  two  worthy  aspirants. 

Conditions  at  other  colleges  have  caused  a 
number  of  games  to  be  cancelled  and  this  has 
changed  the  schedule  considerably.  Manager 
Haughey  is  still  working  on  it,  however,  and 
has  several  other  games  under  consideration, 
among  them  being  games  with  the  service^^eams 
in  the  vicinity.  The  schedule  as  it  reads  to  dafe 
is  as  follows: 

April    9— Haverford,  at  Haverford. 

April  13 — Ursinus,  at  Collegeville. 

April  17 — Haverford,  at  Villanova. 

Apiil  25 — Mt.  St.  Mary's,  at  Emmitsburg. 

April  26— Mt.  St.  Joseph's,  at  Baltimore. 

April  27 — Catholic  University,  at  Washington. 

May     1 — University  of  Pennsylvania,  at  Philadelphia. 

May    3 — Catholic  University,  at  Washington. 

May  11 — Seton  Hall,  at  South  Orange. 

May  13 — Ursinus,  at  Villanova. 

May  21 — Mt.  St.  Joseph's,  at  Villanova. 

May  25 — University  of  Pennsylvania,  at  Philadelphia. 

May  30 — Steelton,  at  Steelton. 

Alfred  F.  Kane,  '21. 


Eureka! 

rd  write  of  electricity, 
But  I  fear  you'd  think  it  '' shoi:l\ng''; 
rd  write  of  heaven's  starlit  gates) 
You'd  say  that  I  was  ''knocking"; 
I'd  write  of  "Hooverizing"  grain, 
You'd  say  "  'twas  food  for  thought"; 
I'd  tell  you  all  I  know  of  love, 
You'd  ask  where  I  was  taught; 
I'd  write  about  the  wide-spread  sea, 
You'd  say  it  was  too  "deep"; 
And  so  I'll  write  of  N2O 
And  laugh  you  all  to  sleep. 

H.  J.  W.,  '21. 


Newell — "May  I  borrow  your  tennis  shoes?" 
Claffey — "Surely,  but  why  all  the  formality?" 
Newell— "Why,  I  couldn't  find  them." 


Professor  (in  English) — "What  is  an  epitaph?" 
Jones — "An  epitaph  is  a  statement  that  lies 
above  the  one  that  lies  beneath." 


A  baseball  player  that  strikes  out  for  himself 
receives  no  praise  for  it. 


Delaney — "Why  are  you  forever  singing  one 
tune?" 

Benson — "Because  it  haunts  me." 
Delaney — "  No  wonder!    You're  always  mur- 
dering it." 

*         *         * 

"What  does  the  German  professor  teach?" 
"Sedition,  abstraction,  stultification,  and  divi- 
sion." 


Prof,   (in  PhysicsJ — "Describe  the  incandes- 
cent lamp." 

Wiegand — "Er — incendo,  to  burn,  and  cent, 
money;  why,  an  invention  for  burning  money." 


"A  penny  for  your  thoughts,"  he  cried, 

Unto  the  maiden  pensive. 

She  looked  at  him  and  then  replied, 

"  Your  habits  are  expensive; 

How  free  you  are  of  hand  and  heart. 

Your  generous  offer  thrills  me  through; 

But  'twould  be  robbing  on  my  part; 

My  thoughts,  Henri,  were  all  of  you." 

J.  V.  D. 


First  Civil — "What  makes  the  electricals  so 
curious  about  the  work  of  insulation?" 

Second  Civil — "I  guess  it's  the  natural  ten- 
dency to  rubber." 


Holbrook — "Why  do  they  say  a  person  '  laughs 
up  his  sleeve'?" 

Gillespie — "I  suppose  that's  the  most  direct 
way  to  the  funny-bone." 


40 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


The  average  philosopher  is  not  so  much  a 
shining  light,  as  he  is  a  great  candle-stick. 


Prof- — "What  is  a  promissory  note?" 
Sutherland— "The  substance  of  things  long 
hoped  for,  the  evidence  of  things  unseen." 


Ford — "Can  you  do  this  problem,  Pete?" 
Malick— "Why,  a  person  without  brains  can 
do  that— here,  give  it  to  me." 


It  is  almost  impossible  to  carry  the  torch  of 
truth  through  a  crowd  without  singeing  some- 
body's beard. 


Prof,  (in  religion)- "You  must  love  your 
neighbor  as  yourself.  Now,  tell  me,  who  is 
your  neighbor?" 

Maguire — "One  who  knows  more  about  your 
affairs  than  yourself." 


Song  of  the  Down-and-Outer 
(With  Apologies  to  Tennsyon) 

Broke!    Broke!    Broke! 

With  never  a  friend  in  sight; 
And  Fd  welcome  a  fried  egg  sandwich 

With  a  shout  of  pure  delight. 

Make  way  for  the  plutocrats, 

Who  pass  by  in  their  big  limousines; 

And  never  think  as  they  sneer  at  me, 
That  Fd  like  some  pork  and  beans. 

A  nd  the  wealthy  ladies  go  by, 

With  their  noses  held  high  in  the  air; 

And  they  favor  me  in  their  high-bred  way 
With  a  weary,  contemptuous  stare. 

Broke!     Broke!    Broke! 

But  hear  me  ye  wealthy  few! 
Fll  bet  my  coat  to  a  ten-buck  note 

Fm  a  blame  sight  happier  than  you! 

H.  J.  W.,  '21. 


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FOR  MORE  THAN  FIFTY  YEARS 

The  Clerical  Tailoring  Department  of  Oak  Hall 
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duction of  all  apparel  suitable  for  any  and  all 
occasions  in  a  Clergyman's  varied  duties — 
both  civil  and  ecclesiastical. 

We  do  not  believe  that  there  is  another 
Clerical  Tailoring  Shop  in  the  East  that  serves 
so  large  a  clientele  among  Clergymen. 

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your  attention  this  fact — of  all  the  men  of  the 
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war  not  a  single  one  has  returned  any  garment 
we  have  made  because  it  has  not  kept  its  color. 

And  once  more  we  guarantee  to  our  friends 
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Contents 

.-- .  PAGE 

ODE  TO  VILLANOVA  (Poem) -  3 

Harold  J.  WiEGAND, '21 

LEST  WE  FORGET  (Historical)  v.  ...... 4 

HARRY'S  REVENGE   (Story) 10 

Joseph  W.  Paquette,  '20 

CLASS  HISTORY . .  .  11 

CLASS  LEGACY. 19 

VALEDICTORY  ODE  (Poem) 21 

Joseph  E.  Heney,  '18 

A  CHAPTER  ON  EYES   (Essay) .  22 

John  F.  Burns, '17 

RETRIBUTION   (Story).  . 24 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

THE  ROBIN   (Poem) 25 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

EDITORIAL 26 

EXCHANGES 28 

COLLEGE  NOTES 29 

ALUMNI 31 

WITH  THE  COLORS 32 

ATHLETICS 35 

SPLINTERS 39 


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THE     VI  LLANO  VAN 

Vol.  II.  JUNE,  1918  No.  5 


Ode  to  Villanova 

Proud,  happy  Villanova,  the  poeCs  faltering  pen, 

The  students'  joyous  song,  the  glowing  words  of  men, 

All  strive  to  do  thee  honor,  gild  thy  name. 

And  offer  praise,  this  day,  to  thine  immortal  fame. 

Oh!  would  that  Pindar' s  art,  or  VirgiV s  skill  were  mine 

In  Classic  Ode,  of  high  degree,  thy  virtues  Fd  enshrine. 

Pd  trace  and  weave  around  thy  brow  a  wreath  of  deathless  song. 

And  place  thy  storied  banner  amid  the  starry  throng. 

But  minor  bards  and  humble  scribes  like  me 

Must  rest  content  with  mediocrity. 

Three-score  and  fifteen  years.     A  lifetime  spent 

In  useful  toil;  thou  shouldst  be  well  content, 

As,  laurel-crowned  in  this  glad  jubilee 

You  hearken  back  in  loving  memory 

To  by -gone  years  that  sped  on  golden  wings. 

What  joy  and  comfort  blessed  memory  brings; 

Recalling  hopes  fulfilled  beyond  desire. 

And  fears,  cold  ashes  now,  like  quench M  fire. 

Tho'  old,  0  Mother!  thou  still  art  in  thy  prime 

With  years  of  joy  ahead.    Sad,  hoary  Time 

Hath  touched  thee  with  a  gentle,  kindly  hand; 

Thou  seemest  younger  now  where  thou  dost  stand 

In  academic  splendor,  ivy-clad, 

'Midst  sweeping,  verdant  lawns  where  sunbeams  glad, 

In  laughing  frolic  dance,  and  where  the  breeze 

All  perfume-laden,  flutters  in  the  trees. 

Than  in  those  dim- seen,  vanished,  youthful  days 

When  neither  glittering  Fame,  nor  worldly  Praise 

Were  thine,  but  only  Hope  and  fervent  Prayer, 

Encouraged  thee  thy  many  tasks  to  bear. 

Before  thee  lies  the  future — blessed  goal 

Of  promise  and  of  Joy — I  see  thy  valiant  soul, 

Like  some  Celestial  Spirit  clad  in  light, 

Blazing  the  way  through  dreary  darksome  night 

And  moving  ever  onward  in  the  trail 

Of  Galahad  in  quest  of  Holy  Grail. 

Keep  on  thy  way!     As  thou  hast  done  before, 

Do  thou  throughout  tlie  coming  years —  7io  more 

Could  be  essayed.     And  when  the  fight  is  won 

Thonlt  hear  at  length  the  Master's  words,  "  Well  done." 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21, 


4  THE   VILLANOVAN         --. 

Lest  We  Forget 

^^  Villanova  still  lives: — -Like  the  stars  of  the  morn. 
May  she  live,  may  she  shine,  thro'  the  ages  unborn!'' 

— E.  C.  Donnelly. 

SEVENTY-FIVE  years  has  she  stood — our  this  day,  will  be  surprised  to  learn  that  Mr. 

Alma  Mater.      She  has  rejoiced  and  sor-  Rudolph  drove  every  Sunday  to  Philadelphia  to 

rowed,  struggled  and  enjoyed  periods  of  the  nearest  Catholic  church, 

repose,  but  always  she  has  kept  her  eager  eyes  The  many  details  of  the  Belle-Air  life  we  must 

fixed  on  the  golden  banner  in  the  heavens.    She  pass  over.    Rudolph  died  March  30,  1838,  and 

has  followed  the  words  emblazoned  thereon —  was  buried  at  St.  Mary's,  Philadelphia.    In  1841, 

''Excelsior".     She  sees  even  beyond  that  to  a  Belle-Air  was  put   up   for  sale   to   take  place 

cross  from  which  shine  out  letters  in  gUttering  Thursday,  October  14,   1841.     The  day  before 

diamonds,  "In  hoc  signo  vinces."  the  one  announced  for  the  public  sale,  Belle-Air 

The  occasion  of  our  Diamond  Jubilee  brings  was  purchased  for  $18,000  by  Rev.  Augustine 
to  our  halls  the  old  grads.  Those  who  have  Kyle,  of  St.  Augustine's,  and  Dr.  Moriarty,  corn- 
long  since  taken  prominent  places  in  the  race  of  missary  of  the  province.  On  January  5,  1842, 
life  meet  those  who  are  yet  to  bring  fame  and  title  to  Belle-Air  was  granted  to  the  "Brothers 
glory  to  their  Alma  Mater.  The  general  topic  of  the  Order  of  Hermits  of  St.  Augustine." 
of  conversation  is  advancement.  What  shall  we  At  this  time  there  were  only  five  Augustin- 
do?  Proposed  solutions  are  numerous,  but  ians  in  the  country:  Dr.  Moriarty,  commissary; 
among  them  all  there  is  no  surer  method  of  Fathers  Kyle  and  ODwyer  in  Philadelphia; 
advancement  than  an  imitation  of  the  zeal  and  Fathers  Nicholas  and  James  O'Donnell  in 
untiring  labors  and  sacrifices  of  those  who  have  Brooklyn.  Father  O'Dwyer,  in  the  fall  of  1842 
long  since  passed  away,  but  whose  memories  or  the  winter  of  1843,  was  forced  by  reason  of 
shall  ever  remain  fresh  and  green.  We  can  only  poor  health  to  go  abroad.  In  the  summer  of 
understand  the  present  great  results,  the  great  1843  he  returned  much  stronger  and  filled  with 
monuments  of  patience,  courage,  and  industry  enthusiasm  for  the  great  work  he  had  in  mind, 
that  we  see  around  Villanova  by  a  consideration  With  him  came  Rev.  Francis  Ashe,  a  priest,  and 
of  the  work  of  the  past.  Rev.  William  Harnett,  a  deacon,  who  had  made 

To  every  true  son  of  Villanova  it  should  be  their   novitiate   and   studies   in   houses   of  the 

a  pleasure  and  a  journey  of  love  to  wander  back  Order  in  Italy. 

into  the  beginnings  of  our  beloved  Alma  Mater.  But  what  is  to  be  done  with  the  great  farm  of 

Were  we  to  go  back  a  few  years  after  the  nine-  Belle- Air,  now  Augustinian  property?     In  the 

teenth  century  mark,  there  is  no  Villanova.     It  spring    of    1843,    Brothers    Dennis    Gallagher 

is  Belle-Air.     On  October  13,   1806,  John  Ru-  (Brother  John  in  religion)  and  Jeremiah  Ryan 

dolph,    a    Catholic   merchant    of    Philadelphia,  were   sent    from  St.   Augustine's   to   open   the 

bought  a  farm  of  one  hundred  acres  from  Jona-  house   at   Belle-Air.     This  fact   is   of  interest 

than  Miller  of  Haverford  township  for  $10,000.  because  it  marks  the  first  residence  of  members 

He  afterwards  enlarged  his  farm  by  four  pur-  of  the  order  at  our  present  Villanova. 

chases   from  neighboring  tracts  of  land.     Ru-  Tradition  has  it  that  Father  O'Dwyer  said 

dolph  was  born  in  Philadelphia  about  1760  and  mass  in  the  parlor  oratory  and  blessed  the  new 

had  served  as  a  lieutenant  in  the  Revolutionary  monastery  on  St.  Augustine's  day,  August  28, 

war.     When  he  bought  this  farm  there  was  an  1843.     He  dedicated   the  new  mission  to  St. 

unfinished  building  on  it.    He  completed  it  and  Thomas    of    Villanova.      Thereafter,    Belle-Air 

then   moved   from   town   and  in  remembrance  passes  away  and  we  have   Villanova.     On  All 

(it  is  said)  of  his  father's  native  place,  called  Saints'    Day,    1843,    Brothers    Gallagher    and 

our  present  Villanova,  Belle-Air.  McDonnell  were  received  into  the  order  under 

We,  who  are  so  blessed  with  conveniences  in  names  of  John  and  Thomas. 


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Now  if  was  necessary  to  put  the  new  monas-  hall  of  this  building  served  as  study-hall  for  the' 

tery  on  a  canonical  basis.    This  was  done  at  the  pupils.      On   Saturday   nights  the   desks   were 

request    of    Father    Philip    Angelucci,    Vicar-  ranged  against  the  wall  and  the  place  was  made 

General  of  the  order,  by  Pope  Gregory  XVI,  in  ready  for  the  Sunday  service.     In  this  way, 

a  brief  issued  December  22,  1843.    The  proba-  Father  O'Dwyer  passed  his  summer  vacation  of 

ble  date  of  the  opening  of  school  is  September  1844, 

18,  1843.     In  the  Catholic,  of  Pittsburgh,  it  is         Classes  opened  as  usual  in  September,  1844. 

stated,  that   "in    1843   the   College  began   its  On    Ember    Saturday,    September    21,     1844, 

career"  and  that  "thirteen  youths  opened  the  Bishop  Kenrick    ordained  Brother    Harnett  in 

establishment."  St.  John's  Church,  Philadelphia, 

We,  of  Villanova  1918,  find  it  rather  hard  to  When  the  new  term  opened  February,  1845, 
understand  the  sacrifices  of  comfort  the  boys  of  Father  O'Dwyer  began  to  feel  a  reaction  after 
the  infant  school  madp.  Until  the  erection  of  his  indefatigable  labors  and  the  troubles  of  the 
the  chapel  building  in  1844,  the  students'  lava-  past  year.  He  had  to  erect  a  new  church  at  St. 
tory  was  in  Rudolph's  old  wagon-shed.  A  long  Augustine's  and  conduct  suits  at  law  against 
wooden  trough  to  hold  the  basins  was  set  up  the  city  of  Philadelphia  for  the  recent  damages, 
along  the  far  side  of  the  shed;  it  was  open  in  Father  Joseph  O'Donnell  gave  up  his  mission 
front.  Water  was  procured  from  the  pumps  on  Long  Island  to  Bishop  Dubois.  Father  Ashe 
some  one  hundred  feet  away.  In  1844  the  new  was  in  delicate  health — (he  died  March  13, 
College  building  (the  east  wing  of  the  Tolentine  1848).  Father  Harnett,  just  ordained,  was  con- 
Academy)  was  completed  and  the  students  valescing  from  a  severe  illness.  These  four, 
moved  from  the  monastery.  In  the  spring  of  with  Father  Nicholas  O'Donnell,  were  the  only 
1844  the  first  prospectus  of  Villanova  appeared  priests  of  the  order  in  the  country.  Under 
in  the  Catholic  Herald  of  Philadelphia.  pressure  of  such  circumstances,  Father  O'Dwyer 

Villanova's  ^r^/  scholastic  year  was  an  exciting  decided  that  it  would  be  best  and,  in  fact,  neces- 

one.    The  Augustinian  church  of  St.  Augustine  sary  to  close  school  temporarily.    On  February 

in  Philadelphia  had  been  burned  in  the  Know-  20  it  was  announced  in  the  Catholic  Herald  and 

nothing  Riots  and  all  the  inmates  of  Villanova  on  the  same  day  Father  O'Dwyer  called  the 

were  in  constant  fear  of  an  attack  on  the  College,  boys  together  and  announced  the  closing. 
Every  evening  the  boys  were  marched  down         Thus  after  two  years  of  struggling  and  labor- 

the  Lancaster  Pike  to  Mrs,  Rudolph's  house  to  ing,  during  which  time  forty-five  young  men  had 

spend  the  night.     That  house  still  stands.     It  been   in  training,   Villanova  reluctantly  closed 

is  a  stone  building  on  the  south  side  of  the  her  doors  not  to  open  again  till  the  fall  of  1846. 
Pike  about  a  mile  down  and  almost  opposite  During  the  summer  of  1846  the  Fathers  de- 

where,   until  recently,  the   Rosemont  toll-gate  cided  to  reopen.     Sunday,  September  6,   1846, 

stood.  Villanova  resumed  her  great  work  of  Christian 

Shortly  after  the  fire  in  St.  Augustine's,  Dr.  education  with  Father  O'Dwyer,  president,  and 
Moriarty  and  Father  Kyle  left  for  Europe  and  Fathers  Ashe  and  Hartnett  assisting  him. 
Father  O'Dwyer  became  Superior  of  the  Mis-  About  a  month  later  Father  Kyle  returned  from 
sions  which  position  he  held  till  his  death,  Ireland.  There  were  some  lay  professors  en- 
May  24,  1850.  gaged.    The  year  was  uneventful.    On  Wednes- 

Father  O'Dwyer's  life  was  a  very  active  one.  day,  July  21,   1847,  the  closing  exercises  were 

He  now  made  additions  to  the  barn — two  wings;  held   on  the  green — just  north   of  the  college 

one  for  corn,  etc.,  the  other  for  wagons  and  building  (now  Tolentine  Academy),    Rev,  James 

partly    for    a    gymnasium.      In    May,    Father  O'Donnell  presided  and  Mr.  J.  D.  Bryant  read 

O'Dwyer    laid    the    corner-stone    for    the    new  an  essay  on  "Patriotism".    This  was  Villanova's 

church.     On  Sunday,  September   1,   1844,  the  first  public  commencement. 

Feast    of    Our    Lady    of    Consolation,    it    was         Three  clerics  of  the  order,  who  had  been  in 

blessed   and   opened   by   Rt.   Rev.    Francis    P.  Italy    in   the   fall   of    1842,    returned    early   in 

Kenrick,  Ordinary  of  the  diocese.     The  main  September,     1847.      They    were    Edward    M. 


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Mullen,  Deacon;  Ambrose  A.  Mullen,  Acolyte; 
and  Patrick  A.  Stanton,  sub-deacon.  Edv/ard 
Mullen  was  ordained  by  Bishop  Kenrick  on 
Ember  Saturday,  December  18,  1847.  On  July 
30  of  the  following  year  Patrick  Stanton  was 
ordained. 

A  one-story  frame  building,  to  serve  as  a 
lavatory,  was  erected  at  northwest  corner  of 
the  Chapel  in  1847. 

The  Fathers  in  the  spring  of  1848  petitioned 
the  legislature  for  a  charter.  On  Friday,  March 
10  of  that  year,  Francis  R.  Shunk,  governor  of 
the  state,  signed  "an  act  to  incorporate  the 
Augustinian  college  of  Villanova  in  the  County 
-of  Delaware  and  the  State  of  Pennsylvania." 

The  first  seal  of  the  college  was  adopted  on 
December  30,  1848 — a  Bible,  cross,  crozier, 
cincture,  and  a  flaming  heart  pierced  with  an 
arrow,  without  any  inscription.  On  May  18, 
1848,  Mr.  Charles  Egan,  a  native  of  Ireland, 
twenty-seven  years  of  age,  was  received  into  the 
novitiate.  He  was  the  first  cleric  novice  at 
Villanova. 

Commencement  of  1848  was  held  Wednes- 
day, June  19,  on  the  green.  There  were  at 
least  a  thousand  present.  Rev.  Edward  J. 
Sourin  gave  out  the  premiums  and  addressed 
the  audience.  In  this  same  year  the  Fathers 
began  the  erection  of  another  college  building. 
They  planned  to  put  up  a  wing  only.  It  was 
begun  in  1848  and  finished  by  February,  1849. 
It  was  88  by  55  feet  and  cost  $11,958.77.  At 
the  same  time  Father  O'Dwyer  had  a  small 
one-story  stone  building  erected  at  the  railroad 
for  a  college  station.  At  the  closing  exercises 
held  Wednesday,  July  18,  1849,  President 
Father  O'Dwyer,  among  other  remarks,  an- 
nounced that  the  College  was  free  of  debt.  In 
the  year  1849  to  1850  Father  Harnett  issued  a 
Prospectus.  The  courses  included :  Greek, 
Latin,  English,  History,  Geography,  Mathe- 
matics, Rhetoric,  Poetry,  Natural  and  Moral 
Philosophy,  and  Chemistry.  On  the  second  floor 
of  the  wing  a  large  and  beautiful  hall  was  opened 
for  a  library  .and  reading-room.  It  was  opened  in 
free  hours  and  all  day  on  Sunday.  Each  mem- 
ber paid  $1.00  a  year.  In  1850,  the  Fathers 
with  the  approval  of  Bishop  Kenrick,  opened  a 
manual  labor  school  at  Villanova  for  orphans 


over  sixteen  years  of  age  from  St.  John's  Orphan 
Asylum. 

But  now  the  light  that  had  burned  so  brill- 
iantly and  unremittingly  was  flickering.  Father 
O'Dwyer's  health  failed  and  he  went  to  Mt. 
Hope  near  Baltimore.  The  chaplain  in  charge 
at  the  time  was  Rev.  John  A.  Newmann, 
C.  SS.  R.,  afterwards  the  venerable  Bishop  of 
Philadelphia.  He  gave  Father  Stanton  most 
edifying  details  of  Father  O'Dwyer's  last  ill- 
ness. The  saintly  man  insisted  on  receiving  the 
Holy  Eucharist  kneeling  on  the  floor.  He  died 
Friday,  May  24,  1850,"  at  the  age  of  thirty-six. 

Father  William  Harnett  succeeded  Father 
O'Dwyer  in  the  presidency.  About  this  time 
the  college  regulations-were  drawn  up.  We  give 
a  copy  of  them  below.  They  show  the  strict 
military  training  of  the  Villanova  boys  of  long 
ago. 

"College  Regulations 
Boys  to  rise  at  5.30;        Recreation  to  5; 
Prayer  at  6 ;  Studies  from  5-6 ; 

Mass  at  6.30;  Spiritual  Reading  from 

Breakfast  at  7.30;  6-6.30; 

Recreation  to  8.30;         Angelus  and  Supper  at 
Studies  to  12;  6.30; 

Examen  at  1 2 ;  Recreation  to  7 ; 

Angelus  and  Dinner;       Studies  from  7-8; 
Recreation  to  2;  Prayer  to  8.30; 

Studies  to  4.30;  Bed  by  9." 


"Silence  in 


Refectory; 
Dormitory; 


Study  Hall; 
Wash  Room. 


"Privations 
No  liquor;  No  absence; 

No  tobacco;  No  idleness; 

No  snuff;  No  negligence; 

No  bad  conduct;  No  injustice. 

Rt.  Rev.  Francis  P.  Kenrick,  on  Sunday, 
June  16,  1850,  administered  Confirmation  to 
thirty-five  persons;  twenty -three  were  college 
students,  six  of  whom  made  their  first  Com- 
munion the  same  morning.  This  is  the  first  time 
the  Sacrament  was  conferred  at  Villanova.  Com- 
mencement was  held  on  Wednesday,  July  17. 
Bishop  Kenrick  presided. 

On  December  17,  1850,  Brothers  Ambrose  A. 


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Mullen  and  Charles  Egan  were  ordained  by 
Bishop  Kenrick. 

In  1851,  Commencement  took  place  on  July 
16.  The  valedictory  was  by  Master  Charles 
O'Donnell. 

There  was  much  advancement  in  1852.  The 
Monastery  was  enlarged  by  the  addition  of  a 
stone  building  making  in  all  89  by  45.  There 
was  also  erected  for  laundry  and  baking  pur- 
poses a  large  two-story  house  (49  by  24  about 
one  hundred  yards  east  of  the  barn).  The  com- 
mencement of  1852  was  on  Wednesday,  July  14. 
The  valedictory  was  by  Francis  Harper. 

The  Fathers  opened  a  theological  department 
to  candidates  for  the  secular  priesthood,  in  1853. 
Among  the  first  applicants  were  Mr.  Farren  of 
Boston,  Mass.,  and  Mr.  Stack  of  Pittsburgh, 
Pa.  Dr.  Moriarty  taught  the"  class  in  sacred 
eloquence.  In  1853  commencement  was  held  on 
the  last  Wednesday  of  June,  and  July  commence- 
ments were  abandoned 

On  commencement  day,  Wednesday,  June  27, 
1855,  our  College  for  the  first  time  used  the  powers 
granted  by  the  State  to  confer  degrees.  James 
F.  Dooley  and  Henry  C.  Alexander  received 
Bachelorship  of  Arts.  Two  years  later,  Mr.  Doo- 
ley received  from  Villanova  the  Mastership  of 
Arts.  Rt.  Rev.  Bishop  Neuman,  C.  SS.  R., 
presided.  In  1855-56  Father  Harnett  was 
president. 

Now  the  Fathers  found  it  necessary  to  devote 
their  efforts  to  the  development  of  their  mis- 
sions. Therefore  on  commencement  day,  1857, 
the  boys  were  assembled  and  the  closing  an- 
nounced. College  remained  closed  for  eight 
years. 

In  the  fall  of  1857,  the  Bishop  of  Philadel- 
phia held  a  retreat  at  Villanova  and,  on  All 
Saints'  Day,  conferred  sacred  orders  on  Brother 
Peter  Crane.  This  was  the  first  ordination  at 
Villanova.  In  the  spring  of  1865  a  second  clergy 
retreat  was  held  at  the  College. 

In  1865,  the  Fathers  decided  to  re-open  the 
College.  In  September  classes  were  resumed 
with  Father  Abmrose  A.  Mullen  as  President. 
With  him  were  associated  Fathers  Pacificus  A. 
Neno,  Philip  Izzo,  Francis  M.  Sheeran,  the  new 
vice-president,  and  Thomas  C.  Middleton,  mem- 
bers of  the  order  recently  arrived  from  Italy. 
Messrs.  Michael  O'Farrell,  Timothy  Donovan, 


Charles  Marsderi,  John  Devir,  and  Thomas 
Cullen  were  candidates  for  the  order. 

The  ecclesiastical  department  of  Villanova 
was  under  the  guidance  of  Father  Neno.  Father 
Izzo  was  master  of  novices.  With  Father  Neno, 
who  in  1869  received  the  doctorship,  were  allied 
during  his  sixteen  years  of  regency  in  the  studies 
Fathers  Augustine  L'Anaro,  Middleton,  O'Far- 
rell, Fleming,  Nazzareno  Proposta,  Joseph  A. 
Locke,  and  Maurice  M.  Ryan. 

On  Palm  Sunday,  1866,  the  Passion  was  sung 
at  Villanova /or  the  first  time.  The  chanters  were 
Fathers  Izzo,  Neno,  Middleton.  On  Thursday, 
July  29,  Father  Neno  was  invested  with  the  mas- 
ter's cap  and  ring  by  Dr.  Moriarty,  delegate  of 
the  general.  This  was  the  first  time  such  a  cere- 
mony took  place  in  the  province. 

In  1869,  Father  Stanton  succeeded  Father 
Ambrose  Mullen  as  president  of  Villanova.  His 
term  was  a  very  prosperous  one.  In  1869,  a 
gymnasium  was  erected.  It  was  a  frame  build- 
ing 81  by  40  and  was  fully  equipped.  Under 
Father  Stanton's  administration,  college  cata- 
logues were  published  for  the  first  time — 1871. 
In  1871,  water  works  were  erected  at  the  foot 
of  Mt.  Misery.  The  first  jet  of  water  reached 
college  reservoir  on  Wednesday,  December  6. 
Mt.  Misery  is,  of  course,  known  to  all  Augustin- 
ians  and  most  of  Villanova's  old  boys.  The 
boys  of  today  seem  to  be  letting  the  old  name 
die  out.  It  is  the  hill  on  the  north  side  ofthe 
Pennsylvania  Railroad  Station,  above  the  old 
spring-house.  "Some  time  in  the  early  '40's 
not  long  after  the  Fathers  had  come  into  posses- 
sion of  Belle-Air,  Dr.  Moriarty,  being  struck 
with  the  generally  forlorn  and  comfortless  look 
of  things  around  the  hill-top  christened  the  place 
'Mount  Misery'." 

Father  Stanton,  after  three  years  in  office,  was 
succeeded  by  Very  Rev.  Thomas  Galberry,  as 
president.  Under  this  new  president,  work 
began  on  the  main  wing  of  the  college  building 
(now  Tolentine  Academy)  in  the  year  1873.  The 
first  stone  was  laid  in  the  trenches  on  Tuesday, 
April  1.  The  cross — one  hundred  feet  from  the 
ground — was  raised  over  the  College  on  Thurs- 
day, September  4.  On  Tuesday,  February  3, 
1874,  the  building  was  occupied  by  teachers  and 
students.  The  building  has  a  frontage  of  174 
feet. 


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8  THE   VILLANOVAN 

Now   there   was   better   accommodation   de-  Thomas  of  Villanova  was  erected.    It  is  a  beau" 

manded  for  the  faithful.    The  gymnasium  was,  tiful  gothic  structure  and  an  evidence  of  the 

therefore,  dismantled  and  the  hall  fitted  up  for  zeal  and   labors  of  these  self-sacrificing  men. 

church  purposes.     Mass  was  said  for  the  first  The  little  oratory  in  the  old  monastery  parlor 

time,  in  the  new  gymnasium  church  on  Sunday,  was  the  first  step;    then  came  the  Church  of 

July    14,    1872.      On    Sunday,    September    15,  1843,    the    Chapel    of    1844,    the    Gymnasium 

Bishop  Wood  blessed  the  building.  Church  of  1872,  and  finally  the  beautiful   struc- 

A  postoffice  was  opened  in  the  new  station  at  ture  standing  at  present.    On  Easter  Thursday, 

the  foot  of  the  college  hill  in  1872.     Mail  was  March  29,  1883,  ground  for  the  new  church  was 

delivered    at   Villanova    for   the  first   time   on  broken  by  Prior  Coleman.     St.  Mark's  Day, 

Wednesday,  November  6,  1872.     Under  Father  April  25,  the  first  stone  was  laid  in  the  trenches; 

Galberry  the  "Forty  Hours"  was  introduced  at  Sunday  afternoon,  June  3,  the  Feast  of  Most 

Villanova.  Pure  Heart  of  Mary,  the  corner-stone  of  the  new 

On  the  eve  of  commencement,  Tuesday,  June  church  was  solemnly  blessed  and  laid  in  place 

29,  1875,  the  alumni  met  and  with  Father  Gal-  by  Rt.  Rev.  Jeremiah  F,  Shanahan,  Bishop  of 

berry,    bishop-elect    of    Hartford,    formed    an  Harrisburg.     Dr.  Stanton  delivered  the  dedica- 

alumni  association.     Father  Galberry  left  for  tion  oration. 

Hartford,  Conn.,  to  take  up  his  work  as  Bishop,  Sunday,  November  23,  1884,  the  cross  on  the 

Tuesday,   May   7,    1876,     Father  Thomas   C.  front  gable  was  blessed  by  V.  Rev.  Maurice  A. 

Middleton  was  chosen  president  for  the  remain-  Walsh,  vicar  of  the  diocese.     The  sermon  was 

der  of  the  term.  preached  by  Rev.  John  P.  Gilmore,  O.  S.  A. 

At  the  commencement  of   1876  gold  medals  In    1887,    Rev.   James  J.    Blake,   successor  to 

were  given  out  for  the  first  time.    John  E.  Crow-  Father  Coleman  who  had  been  transferred  to 

ley    was   awarded    a    gold    medal    for   general  Australia,  completed  the  church.     On  Sunday, 

excellence,  and  John  J.  Ryan  one  for  mathe-  July  3,  Most  Rev.  P.  J.  Ryan  of  Philadelphia 

matic^.  blessed  it.    Rt.  Rev.  M.  J.  O'Farrell,  of  Trenton, 

During  the  following  year  nothing  of  impor-  gave  the  benediction  sermon, 

tance  happened.     The  straight  avenue  leading  Father  Sheeran,  for  many  years  professor  and 

down  to   the  station   was   cut   out   and   trees  vice-president,  in   1885  received  the  degree  of 

planted.  Bachelor  of  Sacred  Theology  and  was  elected 

In  the  summer  vacation  of  1876,  Rev.  John  president    of    Villanova.      During    1889    while 

J.  Fedigan  was  elected  president.     During  his  Father  Blake  was  procurator  the  old  Rudolph 

two  years  of  offtce  many  improvements  were  barn  was  rebuilt.     Mr.   Durang  drew  up  the 

made.     In  1879  the  fourth-story  was  added  to  plans, 

the  monastery  and  steam  was  introduced.  In  the  long  vacation  of  1890,  V.  Rev.  Charles 

In    September,    1880,    Father    Fedigan    was  A.   McEvoy  was  elected   president  with   Rev. 

transferred  to  Atlantic  City  and  Father  Joseph  Richard  A.  Gleason  as  vice-president.    The  year 

Coleman  succeeded  to  the  presidency.     He  was  after.  Rev.  Lawrence  A.  Delurey  succeeded  as 

president  for  six  years  and  during  that  time  Villa-  vice-president. 

nova  made  rapid  strides  forward.    At  the  com-  The  fiftieth  anniversary  of  Villanova's  founda- 

mencement  of  1881,  Very  Rev.  James  A.  Cor-  tions  occurred  in  1892.    At  this  time  the  com- 

coran,  D.D.,  of  Overbrook  Seminary,  presided,  munity  consisted   of  forty-five  members,   viz.: 

Music  was  supplied  by  the  College  Glee  Club,  sixteen  priests,  ten  professed  clerics,  five  novice 

In  the  summer  of  1881  the  custom  was  intro-  clerics,  four  professed  lay  brothers,  six  novice 

duced   of  chanting  the   Psalms  at   Vespers  on  lay   brothers,    four   postulants.     The   students 

Sundays  by  a  double  choir  of  clerics;  one  in  the  were  ninety:    fifteen  in  the  ecclesiastical   and 

organ  gallery  and  the  other  with  the  rest  of  the  seventy-five  in  the  collegiate  department, 

religious  in  the  chancel.  The  golden  jubilee  was  a  great  day  for  Villa- 

The   Fathers   now  decided   to  build   a   new  nova.    The  academic  celebration  took  place  on 

church.      In    1883  the   present   Church   of  St.  Wednesday,  June  21,  1893.    Many  bishops  and 


m^vrf¥9j^^^rn»rr^- —  --r  f  -  '■^tj-^-'- up. ^^^\~^  J^^PMiJfiwn" '"flwry -^-n 


THE    VILLANOVAN  9 

clergymen  were  present.    Archbishop  Ryan  pre-  of  Rosemont,  Pa.,  civil  engineers;   and  John  J. 
sided.    The  religious  celebration  took  place  on  Smith  of  Altoona,  electrical  en'gineer. 
Sunday,  July  2,  1893.     The  Rt.  Rev.  Thomas  Thursday,  October  17,  1907,  Rt.  Rev.  William 
McGovern,    bishop    of    Harrisburg,    celebrated  A.  Jones,  O.  S,  A.,  consecrated  the  Villanova 
Solemn  Pontifical  Mass  and  Vespers.    This  was  church.    Dr.  Delurey  was  succeeded  in  1910  by 
the  first  time  such  services  took  place  in  the  his-  Rev.  Edward  G.  Dohan,  S.  T.  L.,  O.  S.  A. 
tory  of  Villanova.     The   jubilee   sermon   was  On  January  10,  1912,  between  two  and  three 
preached  by  Rev.  F.  X.  McGowan,  O.  S.  A.,  o'clock  while  the  clerics  were  at  office  in  the 
rector  of  St.  Augustine's,  Lansingburgh,  N.  Y.  monastery  chapel,  St.  Rita's  Hall  took  fire  and 
Most  Rev.  P.  J.  Ryan,  Archbishop  of  Philadel-  was  almost  totally  destroyed.     It  was  soon  re- 
phia,  assisted  at  Vespers  in  the  evening.    Rev.  placed  by  a  new  building.     In  1912  the  corner- 
Charles  F.  Kelly,  D.D.,  of  Towanda,  Pa.,  an  stone  was  laid  and  the  chapel  was  blessed  on  the 
alumnus  of  1843,  delivered  an  address  on  Chris-  feast  of  St.  Augustine,  August  28. 
tian  Education.    The  Archbishop  also  spoke.  During   Father   Dohan's   administration   the 

Father  McEvoy  was  succeeded  as  president  of  new  college  hall  was  opened.     Many  improve- 

Villanova  by  Rev.  Francis  J.  McShane.    At  the  ments  were  also  made  in  the  laboratories.     A 

provincial  chapter  July,  1894,  Father  McShane  two-year    pre-medical    course    was   introduced, 

was  elected,  a  new  board  of  directors  chosen,  It  is  designed   to  meet  the  requirements   for 

and    the    faculty    increased.      Many    improve-  admission  to  the  study  of  medicine.     It  is  ap- 

ments   were   made    under   the   new   president,  proved  by  the  Bureau  of  Professional  Educa- 

There  was  a  notable  advance  in  the  scientific  tion  of  the  State  of  Pennsylvania.     There  is 

department  in  the  way  of  new  appliances  and  extensive    work    in    Chemistry,    Biology,    and 

improved  apparatus.  Physiology. 

In  1895,  Rev.  L.  A.  Delurey  became  presi-  On  May  4,  1912,  work  was  started  on  a  new 

dent.    During  his  administration  Villanova  made  building  for  the  Professed  and  the  Novices  of  the 

great  strides.     In   1899  the  present  imposing  order.    It  is  a  memorial  to  Bernard  Corr. 

structures  (College  and  Monastery)  were  started.  Father  Dohan  was  succeeded  in  1917  by  one 

The  work  was  finished  and  the  buildings  occu-  whose  name  had  been  joined  with  Villanova's 

pied  in   1901.     On  June  23,   1901,  they  were  progress  many  years.     Father   Dean   did   not 

blessed.  come  to  us  a  stranger.     Since  1893,  with  the 

The  old   Monastery  was  now  made  into  a  exception  of  three  years,  he  has  been  continu- 

house  for  the  postulants  of  the  order  and  opened  ally  associated  with  the  College  in  one  capacity 

December  8,  1902,  under  the  patronage  of  St.  or  another.     He  has  been  Professor,  Prefect  of 

Rita  of  Cassia.     The  old  College  became  an  Studies,  and  Dean  of  the  School  of  Technology, 

academy  for  younger  boys — Tolentine  Academy.  His  ability  as  an  orator,  his  attainments  in  the 

In  1905,  Villanova,  realizing  the  need  of  men  field  of  science  and  mathematics,  his  business 

trained  in  the  practical  work  of  applied  science,  ability  and  his  understanding  of  boys,  assure  us 

opened  a  school  of  technology  and  instituted  that  our  Alma  Mater  is  in  safe  and  energetic 

courses  in  civil,  electrical,  and  mechanical  engi-  hands. 

neering.    The  thirteen  years  of  her  labors  in  this  Villanova's    Seventy-fifth    Anniversary    is    a 

field  have  shown  conclusively  that  Villanova  did  great  day  for  us,  when  we  view  the  past.     Let 

not  overstep  the  bounds  of  her  ability  in  under-  us  not  lose  sight  of  the  future.     If  our  Alma 

taking  to  develop  trained,   efficient,  technical  Mater's  history  has  been  so  glorious  through 

men  to  take  their  places  among  the  leaders  of  the  whole-souled  labors  of  a  few,  what  should 

industry.    At  the  sixty-eighth  annual  commence-  it  not  be  in  the  years  to  come  when  the  mem- 

ment  June  15,   1909,  Villanova  graduated  her  bers  of  the  alumni  join  their  forces  and  vie  one 

first  engineers.     Lewis   Nixon,   of   New  York,  with  another  in  helping  along  a  great  work  for 

naval  constructor  and  ship-builder,  delivered  the  God,  our  Church  and  our  Country!     May  the 

address.     The    first   graduates   were   John   A.  work  of  those  who  have  gone  before  us  inspire 

White  of  Williamsport,  Pa.,  Edward  J.  Kirsch  us  to  greater,  nobler  efforts! 


10  THE    VILLANOVAN 

Harry's  Revenge 

By  Joseph  VV.  Paquette, '20 

THERE  was  excitement  in  the  camp  of  the  will  be  losing  him  some  one  of  these  days.     It 

American  Expeditionary   Force    at   the  doesn't  seem  possible  for  a  man  to  take  the  long 

front.    Machines  were  wheeled  hurriedly  chances  he  does  and  get  away  with  a  whole 

from  their  hangars  to  their  position  in  the  great  skin  every  time.     What  beats  me  is  why  the 

level  field  in  the  middle  of  the  camp,  and  hastily  Colonel  lets  him  take  nearly  all  the  dangerous 

accoutered  pilots  were  giving  them  a  final  inspec-  jobs  and  he  the  best  airman  we  have." 

tion  before  taking  to  the  air.    With  a  bark  and  "Maybe  there  is  a  reason,"  said  the  engineer, 

a  roar  one  after  another  rose  gracefully  from  "He  has  lost  his  nerve  entirely  since  Roberts 

the  ground  and  headed  for  the  few  faint  specks  was  assigned  to  this  division.     I  guess  he  is 

in  the  distance  which  announced  the  approach  afraid  of  him." 

of   the   German    raiders.     These   specks   grew  "Even  so,  I  don't  think  he  would  try  to  throw 

quickly  into  the  outlines  of  perhaps  a  dozen  away  the  life  of  the  best  man  we  have,  and  be- 

battle  planes  advancing  with  the  speed  of  a  hurri-  sides  I  can't  see  what  he  has  to  fear  from  him. 

cane,  but  not  fast  enough  to  overtake  the  swift  What  did  he  ever  do  to  Roberts,  anyway,  that 

little  machine  that  fled  before  them  bearing  the  makes  him  so  afraid  of  being  paid  back?" 

distinguishing  mark  of  the  American  air  fleet.  "It  is  hard  to  get  the  story  straight,"  said  the 

As  the  two  squadrons  approach,  the  pursuers  engineer,  "because  neither  of  them  care  to  talk 

are  forced  to  give  up  the  chase  in  order  to  meet  about  it.    As  nearly  as  I  can  find  out  Colonel 

the  relief  party,  and  while  the  battle  goes  on  Wolcott,  who  as  you  know  used  to  be  an  inspec- 

between  them  high  above  the  clouds  the  return-  tor  in  an  aeroplane  factory  back  home,   stole  a 

ing  scout,  with  his  fuel  tanks  drained  to  their  patent  frojn  Roberts  who  was  carrying  on  his 

last  gallon,  speeds  back  to  the  camp.    He  makes  experiments  there.       This  is  why  he  is  afraid 

a  safe  landing  amidst  the  cheers  of  his  comrades  the  young   fellow   has   it   in   for   him,   but   he 

who  press  forward  to  congratulate  him  on  his  safe  might  just  as  well  save  his  fears.    Harry  is  too 

return,  busy   bringing   down    the    Germans   to    bother 

"Good  work,  Harry,  how  did  you  make  out?"  with  him  and  besides  I  don't  think  he  is  that 

asks  his  engineer  as  he  wrings  his  hand,  kind  of  fellow," 

"Oh,  so  so.     I  got  a  few  pictures  before  the  "No,   he  certainly  doesn't  seem  to  be,  but 

Germans  got  after  me  and  then  I  had  to  run  then  you  never  can  tell.     I  am  afraid  I  would 

for  it.    Is  the  colonel  up  at  headquarters?"  not  have  a  feeling  of  very  much  affection  for 

"Yes,  I  guess  you  will  find  him  there,  but  he  the  man  who  would  play  such  a  trick  on  me. 

is  in  a  bad  humor  this  morning  and   I  don't  But  look!    Here  come  the  two  of  them  together, 

think  he  will  give  you  a  very  cordial  reception."  I  wonder  what  is  up?" 

"No,  I  hardly  think  he  will,  but  I  have  to  They  soon  found  out  what  had  brought  the 

make  my  report  to  him  and  can't  very  well  avoid  Colonel  and  Roberts  back  so  soon  together,    A 

the  interview.     Take  care  of  the  machine  and  scout  along  another  sector  of  the  battle  line 

I'll  see  you  later."  had  reported  what  seemed  to  him  to  be  the 

"A  capital  fellow,  that,"  said  one  of  the  group  massing  of  a  large  number  of  troops  behind  the 

to  the  engineer  as  his  eye  followed  the  splendid  lines,  preparatory  to  making  an  attack.     The 

figure  of  Harry  Roberts  moving  off  towards  the  Colonel  had  received  a  peremptory  order  from 

Colonel's  headquarters.     "But  I  am  afraid  we  the  General  to  send  out  immediately  a  couple 


"'r""Tf"'""'i"  •^•'•'r• 


THEVILLANOVAN  It 

of  men  to  verify  this  report  and,  if  necessary,  to  slower  speed  machines  which  were  used  mostly 
go  himself.  As  the  best  of  the  pilots  had  already  for  bombing  and  for  that  reason  had  been  corn- 
gone  out  to  meet  the  Germans  who  had  chased  paratively  easy  to  get  away  from.  They  soon 
Roberts  in,  and  he  was  unwilling  to  trust  any  found  out,  however,  that  they  had  other  and 
of  the  inferior  men  on  so  important  a  mission,  more  powerful  enemies  to  deal  with.  A  half- 
he  had  reluctantly  decided  to  go  himself  with  dozen  speedy  single  seaters  were  tearing  through 
Roberts  accompanying  him  with  another  the  air  about  five  miles  to  their  right  trying  to 
machine  head  them  off.     Every  minute  brought  them  a 

To   those  who  knew  the   story   of   Harry's  good    three   miles    nearer   safety,    but    it    also 

wrongs    this   arrangement   seemed   almost   like  brought  their  pursuers  nearer, 

tempting  fate,  for  it  would  take  but  a  single  The  race  was  along  two  sides  of  a  triangle 

well-directed  shot  for  him  to  bring  down  his  with  the  apex  as  their  common  goal.    As  they 

enemy  while  flying  over  the  German  lines  and  came  nearer  and  nearer  one  of  the  Germans  was 

so  pay  him  back  for  the  theft  of  his  patent.    No  seen  to  shoot  out  ahead  of  his  companions  and 

one  could  possibly  be  the  wiser  for  it  because  by  a  burst  of  speed  aided  by  a  favorable  puff 

his  death  could  easily  be  ascribed  to  the  enemy,  of  wind,  he  obtained  a  position  where  it  was 

The  Colonel  had  evidently  some  such  thoughts  impossible  to  avoid  him.     To  attempt  to  pass 

running  through  his  mind,  for  as  he  shook  hands  would  be  suicide  for  he  had  all  the  advantage 

with  his  friends  before  mounting  his  machine,  of  position  and  could  shoot  them  both  down 

his  hand  was  seen  to  tremble  and  more  than  wi,thout  any  trouble.     By  clever  dodging  they 

once  he  glanced  apprehensively  at  Harry  who  might  manage  to  give  him  the  slip  but  this 

was  also  getting  his  machine  ready  a  few  yards  would  take  time  and  allow  the  rest  of  the  pur- 

away.  suers  to  come  up  and  with  the  odds  of  three  to 

"Into  the  hands  of  his  enemy,"  said  one  of  one  and  not  a  shot  in  their  guns  they  would 

the  crowd  as  the  two  machines  faded  away  in  not  have  the  ghost  of  a  chance 

the  distance,  and  he  but  voiced  the  thoughts  of  When  almost  within  gun  range  of  the  German, 

most  of  those  present.     In  fact  many  of  them  Harry  started  to  mount  to  a  higher  level  leav- 

were   already   wondering  who  would   be   their  ing  the  Colonel  to  rush  forward  to  almost  cer- 

next  Colonel.  tain  destruction.    Leaving  Harry  to  be  disposed 

To  the  occupants  of  the  two  machines  which  of  by  the  rest  of  the  pursuing  party,  the  German 

were   now  well   within   the   German   lines   the  airman  swooped  down  like  a  hawk  upon  the 

report   of   the   scout   appeared    only   too   true.  Colonel  but  before  he  could  fire  the  fatal  shot 

The  only  strange  thing  about  it  was  that  there  a  roar  sounded  above  him.     Unnoticed,  Harry 

were  no  enemy  planes  sent  out  to  drive  them  had  attained  a  position  directly  over  him  and 

back,  but  they  soon  found  out  the  reason  of  this,  with  all  the  power  of  his  engine  accelerating  the 

The  Germans  had  been  lying  concealed  at  the  speed  of  his  fall  he  plunged  headlong  into  him. 

edge  of  a  forest  and  could  now  be  seen  rising  The  two  machines,  reduced  to  a  twisted  mass  of 

from  the  ground  one  after  another  and  taking  a  wreckage,    fell   like   a  stone   to   the   battlefield 

position  to  block  their  return.    Quick  to  see  the  below  and  the  Colonel  freed  from  pursuit  sailed 

trap  that  had  been  laid  for  them  they  turned  back  to  the  safety  of  his  landing  grounds, 

immediately  and  steered  into  the  midst  of  their  Under   cover   of   darkness    they   brought    in 

enemies,  firing  as  they  went.  Harry's   mangled    remains.      In    his   watchcase 

By  rare  good  fortune  both  fought  their  way  they  found  a  picture  of  the  Colonel,  a  relic  of 

through  without  being  hit,  but  only  at  the  cost  their  former  friendship,  and  across  the  bottom 

of  all   their  ammunition,  and   then   came   the  in  a  firm  clear  hand  was  written  these  words, 

race  back.    The  squadron  that  had  attempted  "Forgive  us  our  trespasses  as  we  forgive  those 

to  block  their  way  was  composed  entirely  of  the  who  trespass  against  us." 


12 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


Class  History 


Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  B.S. 
"Joe"   .  . 

*' Most  radiant,  exquisite,  unmatchable  beauty'' 

Joe  is  a  Jersey ite  from  Elizabeth,  and  the 
"baby"  of  the  class  of  1918.  But,  although 
youngest  in  years,  he  is  far  from  being  the  least 
in  achievement.  This  is  attested  by  his  wonder- 
ful class  record,  and  his  position  of  Editor-in- 
Chief  on  the  ViLLANOVAN  Staff.  Joe  is  a  quiet 
fellow,  and  seldom  lets  himself  out.  He  has  the 
depth,  though,  for  all  that.  Everyone  who 
knows  him  likes  him.  Many  and  varied  are  his 
activities,  not  the  least  neglected  of  which  is 
his  studies.  His  specialty,  however  (and  chief 
delight,  apparently),  is  bossing  certain  class- 
mates (Harry  and  Chuck)  in  repairing  electrical 
fixtures  in  dormitory  and  study-hall.  In  foot- 
ball Joe  proved  himself  a  player  of  rare  ability 
and  plienty  of  fight,  in  his  excellent  work  on  the 
line.  Joe  is  by  no  means  a  misogonist,  as  is 
attested  by  his  familiarity  and  his  pranks  with 
some  of  the  fair  ones  of  Garrett  Hill — such  as 
exchanging  hats  with  them  while  engaged  in 
mutual  cajolery.  Yes,  under  the  guidance  of 
his  erudite  and  sophisticated  classmates  (also 
Harry  and  Chuck),  he  is^  rising  rapidly  in 
in  the  social  world,  and  gives  promise  of  becom- 
ing one  of  Villanova's  society  buds.  Joe  has 
ever  been  a  loyal  supporter  of  his  Alma  Mater 
and  of  his  class  and  we  wish  him  every  success. 

Sylvester  R.  Benson,  A.B. 

"Syl" 

"7/  music  is  the  food  of  love,  play  on" 

After  emerging  from  the  wilds  of  Cohoes,  fol- 
lowed by  a  short  sojourn  at  Fordham,  Syl 
arrived  at  Villanova,  in  1916,  and  since  then  has 
made  several  "reps".  At  one  time  it  was 
thought  that  Sylvester  could  stand  up  and  talk 
with  the  best  of  them,  and  they  called  him 
"heart-breaker".  In  Norristown  he  was  "king" 
even.     But,  alas,  he  has  fallen  for  a  woman's 


charms  and  some  fair  damsel,  a  weeping  war 
bride,  will  lament  his  departure  "over  there" 
with  the  aviation. 

Syl  is  some  pianist.  During  his  career  at 
Villanova  he  has  actually  worn  out  four  pianos, 
and  driven  his  fellow  students  to  distraction, 
almost,  with  Campbell's  trombone. 

Syl  played  basketball  this  winter  in  a  neigh- 
boring town,  and  as  a  result  there  is  rumor  of 
his  nomination  for  Mayor  at  the  coming  elec- 
tion. He  essayed  pitching,  also,  but  with 
results  rather  dubious.  At  umpiring,  however, 
he  attained  not  a  Kttle  success,  his  wonderful 
resonant  "base"  voice  instilling  conviction  into 
the  pTlayers. 

Syl  always  has  a  good  "line",  an  "awful" 
line.  Let  the  Hun  beware  of  the  gas  attack 
upon  his  arrival  at  the  front.  He  is  a  modest 
hero,  he  admits,  and  sums  himself  up  to  be 
"Villanova's  best-dressed  and  most  popular  stu- 
dent." And  truth  to  say,  nearly  everybody  does 
like  him  and  the  class  of  1918  is  losing  a  generous 
hearted  and  genial  friend.  May  you  do  as  well 
in  all  your  endeavors  as  you  do  with  the  fair 
sex,  Syl. 

Edward  Valentine  Stanford,  A.B. 
"Eddie" 
"  Weariness 
Can  snore  upon  the  flint  when  resty  sloth 
Finds  the  down  pillow  hard," 

You  are  wrong.  There  isn't  any  significance 
in  that  middle  name,  for  "Eddie's"  career  will 
land  him  far  from  the  fairies.  This  golden- 
haired  graduate  in  his  deep-bass  gurgle  unblush- 
ingly  claims  Boston  as  his  home  town.  This, 
perhaps,  is  the  explanation  of  his  wonderful 
"bean." 

"Stan"  is  a  great  fellow  for  capturing  things. 
Some  years  ago  he  captured  a  scholarship  at 
Boston  College.  This  year  he  captured  his 
"A.B.",  and  appendicitis,  from  which  he  is  but 
lately  convalescing. 

"Eddie's"  hobby  is  the  art  of  falling  asleep 
in    an    unobtrosive    manner;   any   time,    every 


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place,  in  any  posture,  and  under  all  circum- 
stances. A  picket  fence  would  not  phase  him 
in  the  least — he'd  try  anyway;  and  in  cases  of 
extraordinary  weakness  he  has  been  known, 
"mirabile  dictu,"  to  ride  his  hobby  even  in 
Senior  Ethics. 

"Ed"  has  this  asset  in  his  favor — he  is  rather 
backward  in  coming  forward.  Not  for  the  world 
would  "Stan"  push  himself,  but  when  he  gets 
started,  then  there  is  something  stirring.  In 
elocution  he  has  particular  ability.  When  he 
orates  everyone  sits  up  and  takes  notice. 

"Ed"  has  ever  been  a  prime  favorite  at  Villa- 
nova.  A  good  chum,  and  a  kind  friend,  he  enjoys 
the  esteem  of  all  his  classmates,  who  sincerely 
regret  his  departure. 

Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  A. B. 
"Abie" 

"In  whose  little  body  lodged  a  mighty  mind." 

England  claims  our  hero's  birth;  Lawrence, 
Mass.,  his  residence,  but  Villanova  claims  his 
heart.  Yes,  this  diminutive  Englishman  drifted 
in  from  the  wilds  of  Lawrence,  and  the  horrors 
of  the  "Shanty  Pond"  away  back  in  IQIL  At 
first  we  thought  he'd  be  as  dry  as  dust,  but  the 
glints  of  humor  that  sparkled  in  his  sunny  dispo- 
sition soon  dispelled  the  London  fog  in  which 
we  had  enveloped  him.  Moreover,  this  "petit 
homme"  approaches,  intellectually,  the  giant- 
esque  in  Literature  and  Rhetoric.  Scarcely  an 
issue  of  The  Villanovan  has  been  completed 
without  some  evolution  of  his  serio-comic 
"cephalis". 

"Abie's"  hobbies  have  been  many  and  varied 
during  his  college  course.  During  his  Greek 
studies  his  particular  fancy  seemed  to  run  on 
horses,  those  of  the  "pony"  and  "trotter" 
species.  His  favorite  hobby  now,  however,  is 
one  developed  during  the  Astronomy  course — 
to  recline  at  night  upon  his  window-sill,  and 
through  the  lulls  in  the  smoke-like  haze  that 
begins  to  arise  in  those  quiet  hours,  to  observe 
the  moon.  These  latter  remarks  are  to  many, 
an  enigma,  but  to  the  "wise"  they  are  replete 
with  meanings. 

We  might  add  here  that  "Abie"  is  a  singer  of 


some  note' — just  which  one,  he  hasn't  been  able 
to  discover.  His  journey  through  life  has  been 
one  with  many  turns  and  crooks,  but  now,  he 
sjems  to  have  gone  no  mean  distance  on  the 
straight  path  to  ultimate  success,  and  some  fine 
day  we  will  see  him  on  a  level  with  Gilbert  K. 
himself — maybe. 

John  Francis  Sheehan,  B.S. 
"Jake" 

"Sheehan,  mighty  Sheehan,  was  advancing  to 
the  bat." 

Coming  unheralded  out  of  the  north,  Jake  has 
remained  ever  since,  becoming  a  member  of  the 
class  of  1918,  our  man  of  mystery.  Dr.  Jekyll 
and  Mr,  Hyde  fade  into  insignificance  in  com- 
parison and  we  recommend  him  to  Conan  Doyle 
as  a  fit  subject  for  his  next  swan-song  of  Sher- 
lock Holmes. 

Bright  blue  eyes  and  lips  that  never  convey 
any  more  than  a  sphinx-like  smile  give  you  the 
impression  of  a  man  of  business.  And  Jake  cer- 
tainly lives  up  to  that  impression,  for  his  quick- 
ness of  thought  and  steadfastness  in  carrying 
out  a  decision  have  given  him  the  reputation  of 
a  neu-Charley  Schwab.  Once  his  mind  is  set,  all 
the  oratory  of  a  Demosthenes  and  a  Cicero  can- 
not change  it. 

An  athlete  of  no  mean  ability,  Sheehan  has 
distinguished  himself  in  every  line  of  sport 
which  he  cared  to  follow.  As  a  baseball  player 
he  has  been  one  of  Villanova's  shining  lights  fov 
the  past  four  years  and  captained  the  team  in 
1916.  In  basketball  he  has  also  made  a  name, 
and  very  few  at  Villanova  have  proved  his 
superior  at  tennis. 

Jake's  one  hobby  is  curio  gathering,  and  among 
his  best  collections  is  a  set  of  draft  cards  from 
the  Ridley  Park  board,  which  typify  every 
possible  stage  through  which  a  registrant  may 
pass  before  his  final  entrance  into  the  military 
service.  Red  cards,  blue  cards,  white  cards, 
and  yellow  cards,  in  fact  all  the  colors  of  the 
rainbow  are  there.  Jake  values  this  collection 
very  highly  and  it  is  reported  that  he  has 
turned  dow^n  numerous  offers  for  it. 

Known  always  for  his  willingness  to  give  aid 


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to  one  in  need,  very  popular  among  those  who 
know  him  and  an  exceptionally  diligent  worker, 
Jake  is  bound  to  become  an  engineer  of  merit 
and  will  live  long  in  the  memories  of  the  Class  of 
1918. 

William  F.  X.  Sheedy,  A„B. 
"Bill" 

'^His  raptures  are 
All  air  and  fire." 

Bill  is  one  of  the  big  boys  of  the  class.  We 
feel  no  hesitancy  in  conjecturing,  that  this  is  the 
chief  reason  no  one  has  ventured  to  call  him 
Willie.  It  might  be  sufficient,  "  en  passant,"  to 
mention  the  Queen  City  of  the  Merrimac  Val- 
ley as  his  birthplace.  Yes,  it  is  no  secret. 
Bill  was  nurtured  upon  the  strong  breezes  that 
waft  their  way  from — 

"Where  the  Spicket  river's  flowing. 

Where  the  grass  and  weeds  are  blowing." 
But  be  that  as  it  m.ay,  they  haven't  afTected 
his  mental  acumen  in  the  least.  On  the  con- 
trary, they  have  given  him  a  decided  prefer- 
ence for  the  old  classics, — especially  the  plays 
of  Euripides — so  much  so,  that  back  in  1916 
Bill  was  awarded  the  classical  medal. 

Apart  from  being  a  student  and  an  authority 
on  Spanish,  Bill  holds  no  mean  place  on  the 
athletic  field.  He  is  most  formidable  in  the 
backfield  of  the  "eleven",  and  in  the  frontfield  of 
the  "nine".  But  his  attainments  do  not  end 
with  his  physical  prowess.  As  a  pianist,  he  is  a 
marvel.  It  is  said  that  Paderewski  has  become 
so  incensed  with  jealousy  and  mortification  that 
he  refuses  to  have  his  hair  cut.  Ye.s,  sir,  it  would 
do  you  good  to  see  and  hear  him  "tickle  off" 
Owen  Berwin's  latest.  Even  our  sedate  past 
Presidents,  in  their  frames  of  gilt,  shrug  their 
shoulders  and  snap  their  fingers  in  accompani- 
ment. 

We  feel  the  greatest  confidence  in  Bill's  future 
success.  So  congenial  a  disposition,  so  true  and 
trusted  a  friend,  is  bound  to  find  it  in  any  sphere. 
It  is  wiih  regret,  but  best  wishes,  that  his  class- 
mates and  friends  see  their  days  together  ended. 


Collier  J.  Griswold,  B.S. 
"  "Chuck" 

.    "O,  Sleep,  it  is  a  gentle  thing." 

"Our  lad"  from  the  sunny  Southland,  where 
the  summer's  sun  makes  Carolina's  evergreens 
fragrant  with  the  perfume  of  the  long-leaf  pine 
and  the  balmy  boughs  of  the  balsam."  These 
are  his  own  words  and  the  scenes  which  they 
convey  are  certainly  conducive  to  in\omnia. 
But  "Chuck"  does  not  suffer  from  insomnia,  nor 
does  his  genial  room-mate,  Mr.  Towhey.  No, 
for  they  spend  most  of  their  free  hours  arguing 
as  to  which  one  spends  the  greater  time  in  the 
arms  of  Morpheus. 

"Chuck"  came  to  Villanova  to  study  electrical 
engineering,  and  a  long  while  back  announced 
his  intention  of  following  the  footsteps  of  Tesla 
by  specializing  in  high  frequency.  At  first  we 
were  disinclined  to  believe  him,  but  when  we 
noticed  the  high  frequency  of  his  visits  to  Bryn 
Mawr  and  the  neighboring  towns,  all  doubts 
were  laid  aside. 

At  times  we  are  led  to  believe  that  "Chuck" 
is  suffering  from  the  wound  of  one  of  Cupid's 
darts.  He  stoutly/  maintains  the  opposite,  but 
there  are  several  records  of  "lapsus  mentis"  on 
hand  which  strongly  favor  the  affirmativje. 
However,  we  are  willing  to  take  "  Chuck's  word  " 
in  the  matter,  but  we  would  advise  the  young 
lady  that  her  pink  stationery  was  the  most 
damaging  evidence  in  the  case. 

"Chuck's"  habitual  good  nature  has  won  for 
him  a  host  of  friends  during  his  stay  at  Villa- 
nova  and  no  one's  departure  will  be  regretted 
more  than  his.  A  happy  disposition  that  leaves 
no  room  for  trouble  or  worry  will  make  him 
always  remembered  by  his  classmates. 

James  L.  Haughey 
Jim 

^'  By  my  tooth,  Sir  Toby,  you  must  come  in  earlier 

o'  nights." 

This  introduces  "Jim",  the  "prefect",  and, 
in  spite  of  the  name,  one  of  the  best-liked  men 
in  the  school.     Of  course,  he's  pretty  old,  and 


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IS 


has  had  lots  of  experience,  hence  his  father-like 
admonitions  and  scoldings  to  '.'Sophs"  and 
"Freshies"  when  they  flunk  a  monthly  "quiz". 
Jim  maintains  there  is  no  place  like  Jeddo,  Pa., 
so  that  must  be  his  home  town,  poor  fellow! 
However,  if  he  can  stand  it,  we  can. 

"Jim"  studies  a  bit,  writes  a  bit,  and  talks 
two  bits  especially  on  the  ring  artists.  He  can 
give  you  every  fine  point  of  every  boxer  going. 
He  attends  nearly  every  fight  and  it  is  rumored 
that  not  unfrequently,  he  does  the  "Weston" 
stunt,  after  missing  the  last  car.  In  fact  all 
kinds  of  rumors  float  around  Jim.  The  latest 
says  he  was  actually  seen  going  into  an  eight 
o'clock  class  on  time.  As  to  the  fair  sex,  nothing 
doing  for  Jim  anymore.  The  Bryn  Mawr  fair 
sex  broke  his  heart  once  too  often. 

As  manager  of  the  baseball  team  this  year, 
Jim  worked  hard.  This  aptitude  for  work, 
together  with  his  geniality  and  other  good  quali- 
ties, will  eventually  land  him  among  our  fore- 
most Civil  Engineers. 

Vincent  Molyneaux,  A.B. 
"Vince" 

"7«  voices  well  divulged,  free,  learned  and  val- 
iant, and  in  dimension  and  shape  of  stature,  a 
gracious  person.^' 

The  little  town  hidden  under  the  great  falls 
of  Niagara  prides  itself  on  being  the  birthplace 
of  our  well-known  classmate  and  athlete.  Some 
say  that  Vince  was  its  founder.  When  he  came 
to  Villanova  in  1915,  he  was  possessed  of  a  two- 
fold ambition, — to  procure  his  "A.B."  and  also 
a  contract  on  the  mound  in  the  big  leagues. 

Vince  is  given  to  many  of  the  "ball-player's 
superstitions."  If,  before  the  fifth  inning,  the 
"End  of  a  Perfect  Day"  is  played,  he  straight- 
way predicts  defeat.  As  'Varsity  pitcher  for 
three  years,  Vince  enjoys  an  enviable  record,  and 
his  loss  has  already  been  keenly  felt. 

As  a  "Hooverite",  however,  Vince  is  a  fizzle. 
"A  big  man  needs  a  big  meal"  he  maintains, 
and  he  certainly  is  not  a  slacker  in  this  regard 

His  unfailing  gentlemanly  demeanor,  his  con- 
geniality and  untiring  zeal  are  sure  to  carve  for 
him  a  niche  in  the  Hall  of  Fame.  His  classmates 
certainly  regret  his  departure. 


Francis  J.  Casey,  A.B. 
"Terry" 

"  Then  here's  to  bould  young  Casey, 
Like  a  lion  did  he  chase  ye 
From  the  Galtees  to  the  Puncheon; 
Frofu  the  Puncheon  to  the  say." 

Terry  received  his  name  from  the  hero  ot 
Glenanaar — the  famous  Terrence  Casey.  From 
the  very  beginning,  the  gods  were  with  him  for 
Terry  was  born  and  grew  big  and  handsome  (?) 
in  Lawrence,  Mass.,  "cross  the  Spicket." 

Terry  manages  the  Sinn  Fein  baseball  team 
and  is  just  bubbling  over  with  that  old  Irish 
spirit.  At  present  he  is  all  nonplussed  over  the 
Irish  question.  He  does  not  feel  self-sufificient 
enough  to  step  in  and  dictate  his  views  to  Eng- 
land, but  if  afifairs  are  not  managed  according 
to  his  solution,  then  let  the  nations  of  the 
world  beware! 

This  pugnacity,  however,  is  only  occasion- 
ally manifest.  As  a  rule,  Terry  is  quite  genial 
and  friendly — we  might  say  exceedingly  so,  for 
he  certainly  can  "lay  it  on"  at  times.  And  at 
others,  his  taciturnity  out-sphinxes  the  sphinx. 

His  classmates  will  miss  his  pleasant  w^ays  and 
have  naught  but  good  wishes  for  his  future. 

John  Larkin,  B.S. 

"0,  mistress  mine,  where  are  you  roaming, 
0,  stay  and  hear,  your  true  love's  coming.'" 

John  L.  Larkin  lays  claim  to  being  a  resident 
of  Plymouth  Meeting,  but  this  is  disputed  by 
•Ray  Maloney.  Ray  holds  that  John  lives 
between  Narcossa  and  Cold  Point,  and  where 
that  is  nobody  but  John  knows. 

John  is  a  product  of  the  farm,  was  born  and 
raised  thereon,  but  this  does  not  detract  from 
his  abilities  or  personality.  He  is  of  genial  dis- 
position, ever  ready  with  a  smile  and  always 
willing  to  help  the  "other  fellow".  Precision  is 
John's  motto.  Why  he  can  tell  to  the  potato 
the  amount  a  ten-acre  plot  is  capable  of  produc- 
ing. And  so  it  is  with  his  class-work, — every- 
thing is  precise  and  correct. 

It  is  the  consensus  of  opinion  among  John's 
classmates  that  in  a  few  \'ears  he  will  be  riding 


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around  in  his  own  auto,  for,  with  his  farm  spoils 
and  his  engineering  abilities,  he  is  on  the  straight 
path  to  wealth. 

Here's  wishing  you  all  the  success  possible, 
John,  and  we  are  sure  that  little  dame  in  Con- 
shohocken  will  feel  proud  of  you  when  she 
becomes  Mrs.  Larkin. 

Charles  McGuckin,  B.S. 
"Charlie" 

"  The  Harp  that  once  through  Tara's  Halls." 

"Charlie" — a  man  of  many  accomplishments, 
yet  the  "Harp",  "Charlie",  or  "Mac",  as  he 
is  variously  called,  is  very  modest.  He  is  espe- 
cially proficient  in  athletics,  and  on  the  grid- 
iron, where  his  drop-kicking  has  made  him 
famous;  he  is  a  backfield  star.  The  memorable 
defeat  of  the  Army  in  1915  recalls  something  of 
his  prowess.  "Mac"  played  short  on  the 
'Varsity,  and  won  for  himself  that  other  cog- 
nomen "Crab",  due  of  course,  to  his  efforts  to 
instil  the  old  pep  and  fight  into  the  boys. 
Through  all  the  distraction  of  athletics,  how- 
ever, it  was  Charlie's  ambition  to  be  an  engineer 
and  his  studious  efforts  finally  won  the  coveted 
degree.  Not  long  ago  he  heeded  the  call  to  fight 
for  Uncle  Sam  in  the  Navy  Aviation,  where  his 
winning  manner  is  already  making  him  a  host 
of  friends. 

We  almost  forgot  to  mention  that  "Mac"  was 
captain,  not  only  of  football  and  baseball,  but 
likewise  of  the  African  Golf  Club.  Since  leaving 
college,  however,  we  understand  he  has  dropped 
this  alluring  diversion.  Well,  here's  to  you, 
Charlie,  the  best  wishes  of  your  class  and  regrets 
that  we  cannot  be  together  "ad  multos  annos." 

Armando  Alvarez,  B.S. 
"Chic" 
This  lovely  young  gentleman  was  born  in  the 
West  Indies.  We  cannot  say  very  much  as  to 
his  past  life,  but  from  the  prints  on  the  walls  of 
his  room  ue  can  vouchsafe  a  judgment,  fairly 
accurate,  of  the  many  hearts  he  must  have 
broken  down  in  sunny  Cuba.  And  those  mys- 
terious trips  to  Philadelphia  all  warrant  that 
even  yet  his  old-lime  tricks  are  working.  Yes, 
he  has  many  connections  in  the  city,  "cousins", 


he  calls  most  of  them  and  very  engaging  ones, 
too,  we  presume. 

However,  for  all  of  his  capers  with  Cupid, 
Armando  is  a  good  student,  the  most  consistent, 
perhaps,  in  his  class.  And  as  to  his  popularity, 
we  need  but  mention  his  position  as  President 
of  the  Engineering  Society.  We  might  also  call 
him  the  guest-master,  for  it  is  he  who  usually 
takes  charge  of  the  numerous  Latin-American 
visitors  to  Villanova.  Some  maintain  that  this 
position  is  due  to  his  wonderful  "line"  in  both 
Spanish  and  English.  We  predict  a  great  future 
as  the  reward  of  his  enterprise  and  know  he 
will  be  a  credit  to  his  Alma  Mater. 

Edgar  Drach,  B.S. 

"Ed" 

'^  Jove  knows  I  love, 
But  whom?" 

"Ed"  came  to  us  from  Boston  "Tech." 
There  is  no  doubt  about  that.  Formerly  he 
was  considered  a  veritable  question-box,  but  his 
classmates  have  succeeded  in  "bringing  him 
around,"  also,  in  ousting  that  stereotyped, 
"Now,  up  at  Tech.' 

Philology,  Etymology,  and  English  Criticism 
are  Ed's  favorite  "side"  studies.  In  support 
whereof,  one  need  only  recall  his  innumerable 
trips  to  Annapolis,  in  consultation  (he  main- 
tains) with  a  certain  "Professor".  Dame 
Rumor,  however,  has  it  that  Ed's  love  for  the 
"Professor-ess"  far  exceeds  his  attraction  for  the 
"Muse",  but  only  a  few  have  the  true  solution. 
These  ascribe  his  journeyings  to  love  of  "travel ", 
for  ever  since  his  arrival  here  from  Cincinnati, 
Ed  has  been  salesman  for  a  certain  Gas  Com- 
pany.    "Buy  Gasotonic  and  get  more  miles." 

It  is  with  reluctance  that  we  part  with  this 
esteemed  classmate.  If  hard  work,  earnestness, 
and  congeniality  are  harbingers  of  success,  then 
the  wishes  of  the  class  in  Ed's  regard  will  surely 
be  fulfilled  and  his  career  will  be  a  real  triumph. 

Michael  Fogarty,  A.B. 
"Mike" 

"Eager  hearted  as  a  boy." 
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(Tipperary)  came  to  Villanova  from  the  Univer-  his  extreme  youth,  however,  and  his  inexperience 

sity  of  Ottowa  in  1916.     Although  so  far  from  at  the  time,  incline  us  to  leniency  with  him  in 

his  "nature  fields"  he  doesn't  mind  it  at  all.  this  regard. 

"Distance  lends  enchantment,"  he  says  but  Joe's  tastes  are  very  simple.  His  favorite 
judging  from  the  frequency  of  his  nights  "out"  smoke  is  whatever  you  happen  to  have.  His 
the  enchantment  must  live  somewhere  in  the  exceedingly  even  disposition  cannot  be  ruffled — 
neighborhood.  Mike,  however,  will  say  nothing  except  by  those  quizzes  in  Ethics.  Owing  to 
about  her.  his  retiring  nature,  he  is  seldom  engaged  in  con- 
It  was  Icmg  before  Mike's  presence  was  felt  troversy,  but,  once  entered,  he  has  never  been 
among  us- — owing  to  his  exceedingly  retiring  known  to  lose.  He  has  a  holy  horror,  too,  of 
ways.  It  was  in  Sophomore  elocution  that  he  jumping  at  conclusions,  which  is  easily  explained 
came  into  prominence  by  his  pathetic  recitation  by  the  fact  that  he  once  jumped  at  the  conclu- 
of  Mark  Antony's  oration,  his  tremolo  voice  sion  of  a  ferry-boat — and  got  wet.  With  his 
according  especially  Well  with  the  line  he  knew,  smile  and  his  gentle  disposition  Joe  has  made 
"If  you  have  tears  to  shed,  etc."  many  friends,  and  will  be  remembered  always 

Mike   won   an   excellent   reputation   on   the  as  a  true  comrade  and  a  loyal  classmate, 
gridiron  for  "fight".     Sad  to  say,  however,  he 

had  a  most  unfortunate  faculty  of  getting  "all  Sylvester  Martin,  A.B. 

banged  up"  in  every  game.     For  the  next  few  "Cal" 
days  it  was  difficult  to  distinguish  which  was 

Mike  and  which  was  the  plaster.  "Owr  knocking  has  awaked  him;   here  he  comes.'* 

Mike  put  the  bold  Irish  spirit  into  his  studies 

also,  and  was  a  well-known  plugger.    And  of  all  "Cal"  unblushingly  admits  old   Dutch  Mc- 

the  "tip-top  Tipperary  men"  we  know,  Mike  is  Sherrystown,  Pa.,  as  his  birthplace,  and  yet  he 

one  of  the  very  tip-toptest.     May  his  future  in  has  succeeded  in  mounting  the  pinnacle  of  knowl- 

Uncle  Sam's  Navy  be  as  successful  as  his  past  edge.    Nay,  and  to  his  well-earned  A.B.,  "Cal" 

at  Villanova.  could  easily  add  an  M.  D. — if  he  had  time.  What 

with  consultations  with  doctors  at  the  U.  of  P., 

Joseph  E.  Heney,  A.B.  where  he  specialized  in  bacteriology,  his  "pre- 

"Jock"  med."    classes,    and    fixing    that    hair,    "Cal" 

hasn't  all  the  time  he  would  like.      His  bacteri- 

The  thirteen  inhabitants  of  Randolph,  Mass.,  ological  knowledge,  however,  has  resulted  in  sev- 

have  rdiasons  to  be  elated  for  it  was  there  that  eral   idiosyncrasies,   e.   g.,    that  of  torturing  a 

Jack  first  saw  the  light  of  day.     He  maintains  fried  egg  previous  to  consumption  of  the  same, 

himself  that  he  is  proud  of  his  choice.    The  fre-  dusting  ofif  the  grease  et  al.,  with  a  portion  of 

quency,  however,  with  which  he  closes  his  eyes  bread. 

to  that  same  light,  in  class  hours  especially.  It  is  a  great  pleasure  to  hear   "Cal"   talk, 

argues  that   he  started   the   habit   while   very  He  is  the  best  conversationalist  in  the  class  (and 

young.  Vindictive  professors  maintain  that  on  that  is  "going  some").     He  can  use  his  tongue 

such  occasions  Joe  is  sleeping,  but  his  friends  for  other  purposes,  also.     It  isn't  all  honey,  so 

are  well  aware  that  he  is  simply  communing  beware  when  he  is  angry. 

with  the  "Muses",  in  search  of  inspiration  for  Sylvester  has  one  Strang  habit.     He  chews 

still  another  poem  for  The  Villanovan.  when  he  smokes  (Sic  Aiunt).     Hence  that  other 

Despite  the  fact  that  Joe  was  chosen  to  write  and  peculiar  sobriquet,  which  he  enjoys   (?) — 

the  Class  Ode,  he  has  (outside  the  class-room)  "Bite". 

anything  but  the  dreamy  appearances  of  the  In  addition  to  "Bite's"  wonderful  knowledge, 
poet.  his  wonderful  "line"  and  his  wonderful  hair- 
To  date,  nothing  serious  has  been  charged  comb,  we  might  mention  his  wonderful  room — 
against  Joe,  except  his  lack  of  judgment  in  the  best  in  the  house.  But  the  collection  of 
choosing  his  home  town.     The  consideration  of  bugs,  medicines,  test-tubes  and  "sexcenti  et  alia 


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mysteria"  on  his  piano  is  positively  uncanny. 
Nevertheless,  the  class  of  1918  will  miss  old 
"Cal's"  entertainment,  and  exceedingly  regret 
his  departure. 

Paul  A.  O'Bsiex,  B.  S. 
"Paul" 

^'Columbia  gem  of  the  ocean." 

Paul  comes  from  Marietta,  Pa.  While  toast- 
ing his  pedal  extremities  on  the  big  stove  of 
the  Marietta  store  where  he  was  clerk,  "Obie" 
decided  to  becdfhe  an  electrical  engineer.  Hence 
his  arrival  at  Villanova,  where  at  a  "Gobble 
Gobble"  meeting  he  gained  immediate  recogni- 
tion as  an  orator,  but  for  ever  after  held  his 
peace. 

Paul,  one  of  the  youngest  and  the  brightest 
in  the  class,  was  the  first  to  join  Uncle  Sam's 
forces.  (Infantry,  Camp  Meade.)  His  char- 
acteristic working  ability  soon  raised  him  to  the 
rank  of  sergeant,  and  at  the  present  time  he  is 
on  his  way  towards  receiving  a  commission. 

Paul  was  first  in  his  class  as  a  student,  and 
twice  won  the  engineering  society  medal.  He 
is  one  of  the  most  deservedly  popular  boys  at 
Villanova  and  will  long  be  rem.embered  in  the 
halls  of  his  Alma  Mater. 

Harry  M.  To  whey,  B.S. 
"Old  Man  Villanova" 

Born  and  bred  in  the  coal  fields,  Harry  soon 
tired  of  his  native  haunts  and  determined  to  live 
abroad.  Thus  it  was  that  he  took  up  his  resi- 
dence in  the  nation's  playground,  which  now 
boasts  of  him  as  one  of  her  prominent  citizens. 
Yes,  Harry  is  a  loyal  New  Jerseyite  and  has 
spent  weary  hours  explaining  to  his  fellow  class- 
mates the  splendid  work  of  the  anti-mosquito 
commission  in  his  adopted  state. 

Harr)'  first  came  to  Villanova  in  1911,  and 
after  a  three-year  sojourn  in  the  Prep.  School 
entered  the  engineering  department  in  1914. 
Due  to  his  long  residence  here,  he  had  become 
very  familiar  with  the  highways  and  byways  of 
the  neighborhood  and  he  always  took  extreme 
delight  in  pointing  out  to  the  "freshies"  such 
points  of  interest  as  "Hogan's  Alley,"  "Mur- 


derer's Row,"  "The  Tower,"  etc.  (We  doubt 
very  much  if  there  are  many  square  feet  of 
ground  within  a  radius  of  several  miles,  which 
have  not  felt  the  imprint  of  his  shoes.) 

Only  recently  Harry  took  up  dancing  as  a 
diversion  and  this,  together  with  his  vocal  abili- 
ties, has  gained  him  quite  a  reputation  in  Villa- 
nova society.  He  has  also  gained  some  promi- 
nence in  athletic  circles  due  to  the  splendid 
m^anner  in  which  he  helped  to  pilot  the  famous 
"Neversweats"  to  a  successful  season  this  year. 

Harry's  aspirations  run  along  lines  electrical 
and  he  is  now  an  electrical  member  of  Uncle 
Sam's  Engineer  Reserve  Corps;  so,  for  the 
present,  Dr.  Steinmetz  need  have  no  worry. 
But  "when  the  dove  of  peace  flies  over  the 
land,"  we  are  going  to  look  for  big  things  from 
him  and  the  Class  of  1918  certainly  wishes  him 
success  in  every  undertaking.  That  he  will  be 
long  remembered  at  Villanova  we  have  no 
doubt,  for  constant  association  has  made  him 
almost  an  integral  part  of  the  place. 

Francis  Earl  O'Bryan,  A.  B. 
"O'Bie" 

"As  merry  as  the  day  is  lo7ig." 

"O'Bie"  comes  all  the  way  from  Mechanic- 
ville,  and  actually  admits  the  fact.  But,  if  all 
his  townsmen  are  imbued  with  the  same  good 
nature  he  himself  possesses,  then  Mechanic- 
ville  cannot  be  such  a  terrible  place  after  all. 
We  mention  Francis  Earl's  good  nature, — but 
we  m.ight  add  that  he  is  the  most  vociferously 
jolly  man  in  the  class.  Usually,  in  his  frequent 
and  unrestrainable  cachinnation  outbursts,  his 
em^ergency  brake  is  a  handkerchief  rammed  into 
his  talking  machine,  while  his  body  shakes,  and 
the  mufiiled  machine  wheezes  like  a  regular 
"Henry." 

There  has  always  been  an  air  of  mystery  about 
"O'Bie,"— l)ut  of  late  conjectures  concerning 
him  have  increased,  owing  to  the  frequent  pres- 
ence of  a  big  stranger  automobile.  The  mys- 
tery, it  seems,  is  all  the  more  inexplicable  owing 
to  the  fact  that  it  is  a  seven-passenger  affair,  and 
much  too  large  for  two. 

Frank's  good  nature  was  ahva>"s  appreciated 
and  we  will  miss  him  greatly,  for  it  is  a  pleasure 
to  call  him  class-m.ate. 


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19 


Last  Will  and  Testament  of  Class  of  1918 


WE,  the  class  of  1918,  being  in  good 
heath,  and,  despite  the  professors,  of 
sound  mind  and  memory,  drawing 
near  the  time  of  our  departure,  and  not  knowing 
how  it  may  please  the  faculty  to  dispose  of  us 
under  present  circumstances,  and  being  there- 
fore desirous  to  set  things  in  order  concerning 
our  worldly  estate,  for  better  answering  that 
trust  which  our  late  class  of  1917  left  with  us, 
do  make  and  put  into  writing  this  our  last  will 
and  testament  in  manner  and  form  following: 

To  the  faculty,  we  leave  our  good  name  and 
reputation  to  be  held  as  an  incentive  to  other 
classes. 

To  the  said  faculty,  also  our  mistakes,  to  be 
interred  by  them  in  a  due  and  fitting  manner. 

To  the  class  of  1919,  we  give  and  bequeath 
the  following: 

The  dignity  of  being  Seniors. 

The  ViLLANOVAN  firmly  established  and  rated 
as  one  of  the  best  college  magazines. 

To  the  class  in  Ethics,  we  leave  the  passport, 
"Beh!  Beh!" 

To  the  class  in  Astronomy,  we  leave  the  solar 
system,  complete  and  entire,  but  sadly  disor- 
ganized after  our  noble  efforts,  also  the  admoni- 
tion to  procure  a  m.ute  for  the  professor. 

To  the  class  in  Religion,  we  leave  an  assort- 
m.ent  of  brackets,  semicolons,  commas,  etc. 

To  the  tender  mercies  of  the  class  in  History 
of  Philosophy,  we  leave  Old  Man  Aristotle's 
Precocious  Boy. 

To  the  class  in  English,  we  leave  a  subscrip- 
tion to  Every  Week,  the  best  place  to  find  short 
stories  for  class  work. 

To  the  class  in  Sociology,  we  leave  the  proba- 
bihty  of  having  still  another  hour  added  to  the 
course. 

To  the  class  in  Church  History,  we  leave  our 
sympathy. 

We  leave  also  to  the  class  in : 

Bridge  and  Electric  Design — a  dictionary  of 
the  Profane  Language. 

Electric  Railways — a  lot  of  sunshine  for  those 
rainy  day  quizzes. 


Wireless — about  five  miles  pi  temporary  wir- 
ing in  the  laboratory. 

Dyn.  Lab.,  Power  Plants,  Business  Law,  etc. — 
a  reminder  that  everything  comes  to  an  end. 

Roofs  and  Bridges — a  dizzy  feeling  with  the 
peculiar  feeling  of  having  had  enough. 

Sanitary  Engineering — three  cases  of  Sana- 
togen  to  nurse  you  back  to  health  in  June,  1919. 

Steam  Engines — "Old  Jumbo".  Try  your 
luck. 

Philosophy — several  bad  cases  of  insomnia. 

W^e  leave  also  to  the  Class  of  1919  the  follow- 
ing advice: 

For  monthly  quizzes  in  Ethics  come  prepared 
with  two  pads  and  at  least  four  pencils.  For 
regular  Exams,  besides  the  above  named  arti- 
cles, also  a  bed  and  three  days'  rations. 

To  the  class  in  Astronomy — leave  your  knowl- 
edge of  mathematics  outside;  otherwise  you 
will  have  to  take  the  professor's  place  working 
problems. 

Don't  tell  the  professor  in  History  of  Philos- 
ophy that  you  have  not  a  pencil.  He  always 
carries  a  large  number  of  various  sizes  and 
colors. 

As  preliminary  training  for  Church  History 
learn  to  write  with  both  hands. 

Arthur  Maxwell  leaves  his  position  as  "star" 
of  the  English  class. 

F.  Earl  O'Bryan  leaves  an  essay,  entitled 
"The  Gentle  Art  of  Asking  Questions,  or  How 
to  Get  the  Professor  off  the  Subject." 

"Vince"  Molyneaux  leaves  a  long  list  of 
acquaintances,  including  the  names  of  many 
culinary  artists. 

Stanford  leaves  a  seat  in  the  fourth  row  of 
class-room  H.  The  same  has  served  faithfully 
as  a  bed  and  the  recipient  is  requested  to  treat 
it  with  all  due  respect. 

Joe  O'Leary  leaves  the  buildings  and  grounds. 
It  is  a  habit  he  acquired  during  the  year. 

McDonnell  leaves  his  address  and  his  Church 
History  note-hco':.  The  former  is  to  be  used  in 
acquainting  "Mac"  of  the  meaning  of  the  latter, 
if  it  is  ever  translated. 


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Paul  O'Brien  leaves  his  position  as  manager- 
captain  of  the  "Never  Sweats".  Paul  was 
unanimously  elected. 

Joe  Heney  leaves  his  steady  employment  of 
reading  the  last  sentence  in  Religion  class  when 
the  Professor  has  been  distracted  answering  such 
questions  as  "Where  does  the  white  go  when  the 
snow  melts?  Who  make  the  better  husbands, 
married  men  or  single  men?"  etc. 

Haughey  leaves  a  little  poem,  entitled  "An 
Early  Morning  Walk,  or  Missing  the  Last  Car 
from  69th  Street,"  also  a  razor  in  good  condition 
for  it  was  rarely  used. 

"Terry"  Casey,  a  manuscript  on  "The  Hard- 
ships of  Grecian  Literature,  or  Driving  a  Balk- 
ing Pony." 

"Chuck"  leaves  his  bed,  provided  he  doesn't 
get  a  chance  to  take  it  with  him.  He  hated  to 
desert  an  old  friend,  as  is  proven  by  his  absence 
from  eight  o'clock  class. 


Towhey  leaves  the  table  in  the  refectory,  for 
which  we  are  thankful.  Also  a  dream-book, 
worn  and  dilapidated  from  use. 

Drach  leaves  his  map  of  the  fruit  orchards  in 
the  vicinity.     Handle  with  care. 

"Jake"  Sheehan  leaves  a  perfect  collection  of 
absentee  slips. 

Benson  leaves  the  telephone  girls  at  Bryn 
Mawr  in  a  happy  frame  of  mind.  We  advise 
them  to  utilize  the  summer  days  in  resting  up 
for  the  1919  conversation  drive. 

McGuckin  leaves  the  corridor  in  peace — when 
he  goes  out.  . 

Mike  Fogarty  leaves  a  well-worn  path  to  Mrs. 
Cook's. 

And  we  all  of  us  with  real  regret  are  leaving 
behind — "a  mighty  good  school,  and  a  mighty 
good  bunch  of  fellows." 


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Valedictory  Ode 

Farewell,  farewell,  ye  old  familiar  grounds, 
Ye  winding  walks  and  sloping  grassy  mounds; 
Thou  massive  structure,  spreading  wide  thy  wings 
Of  silent  stone,  to  which  green  ivy  clings. 
Fair  yonder  hills  with  fairer  vales  below. 
Tall,  stately  trees  now  bending  to  and  fro; 
We  needs  must  bid  a  last  farewell  to  ye 
And  humbly  seek  the  final  Benedicite. 

Farewell,  farewell,  ye  undergraduates. 
Ye  friends  and  fellow-students,  college  mates. 
Fill  well  the  places  we  have  left  unfilled. 
Till  well  the  soil  we  may  have  left  untilled. 
Soon  we  shall  stand  upon  Time's  crowded  shore 
And  fondly  trace  the  steps  we  made  of  yore. 
And  all  too  soon  this  day  will  come  to  you 
When  you  must  leave  behind  the  White  and  Blue. 

And  now,  my  classmates,  though  in  number  few, 
Comprising  not  a  third  of  those  we  knew. 
Since  first  we  met  within  these  hallowed  halls 
And  heard  the  echoes  sounding  from  their  walls, 
The  hour  is  striking  with  a  solemn  chime; 
It  summons  us  to  heed  the  passing  time 
So,  fare  ye  well,  forever  fare  ye  well; 
But  in  each  heart  let  love  and  honor  dwell. 

Joseph  E.  Heney,  '18. 


22     ,  THE    VILLANOVAN 

A  Chapter  on  Eyes 

By  John  F.  Burns,  '17 

Apologies  to  Lamb's  "Ears"  ■ 

I   HAVE  no  eye.  look  something  like  a  steam-shovel.     And  this, 

Mistake  me  not,  reader,  nor  imagine  that  when,   right  under  every  one  of  my  aesthetic 

I  am  by  nature  destitute  of  those  exterior  works,  I  have  nfever  failed  to  place  the  inscrip- 

twin  appurtenances,  twinkling  ornaments,  and  tion — This  is  a  cow. 

(sentimentally    speaking)    heart-breaking  para-  Yet,  I  am  not  without  suspicion  that  I  have 

phernalia   of   the    human    capital.      Better    my  an  undeveloped  faculty  for  painting  within  me. 

mother  had  never  borne  me.     I  am,   I  think.  For,  when  I  had  been  sketching  in  my  artistic 

rather  copiously  than  delicately  provided  with  and  nonchalant  way  on  my  friend  A's  canvas  the 

those  "animi  fenestrae";    and  I  feel  no  dispo-  other  day,  while  he  was  engaged  in  an  adjoining 

sition  to  envy  Argus  for  his  plenty,  or  old  man  parlor,  on  his  return  he  was  pleased  to  say  "he 

Cyclops  for  his  uniqueness,  in  those  ingenious,  thought  it  could  not  be  the  maid."    (The  latter, 

all   embracing  inlets,  those  indispensable  fore-  through    inadvertence   or    stupidity    had    once 

intelligencers.  attacked  a  wet  painting  with  a  feather  duster.) 

Neither  have  I  incurred  that  terrible  affile-  For,  on  his  first  surprise  at  perceiving  my  bold 
tion  which  would  constrain  me  to  "tap"  my  and  masterful  strokes,  not  dreaming  of  me,  his 
way  through  life,  "aller  a  tatons"  as  our  French  suspicions  had  lighted  on  Jenny.  But  a  grace 
ally  would  say.  I  was  never,  I  thank  my  stars,  snatched  from  a  superior  refmement,  soon  con- 
in  the  predicament  of  the  mole  or  the  bat;  nor,  vinced  him  that  some  being  technically,  perhaps, 
ii  i  read  my  horoscope  aright,  is  it  within  the  deficient,  but  higher  informed  from  a  principle 
compass  of  my  destiny  that  I  ever  should  be.  common  to  all  the  fine  arts,  had  reduced  that 

When,  therefore,  I  say  that  I  have  no  eye,  canvas  to  a  state  which  Jenny,  even  had  she 

you  Vv'ill  understand  me  to  mean — for  paintings,  wielded,    not  a   genteel   feather  duster,   but   a 

To  say  that  this  heart  never  melted  at  the  spec-  vulgar,  ill-bred  mop,  could  scarcely  have  pro- 

tacle  of  certain  productions,  would  be  foul  self-  duced.    I  mention  this  as  a  proof  of  my  friend's 

libel.  penetration,  not  with  any  view  to  disparaging 

That  picture  of  "Mother,"   "The  Angelus,"  Jenny. 

"Mother's   Darling,"    "The   Praying  Samuel,"  Scientifically,    I    never    could    be    made    to 

and  others,  never  fail  to  move  it  strangely.     But  understand  just  where  beauty  in  art  is  found; 

when   it   comes  to  those   chefs  d'oeuvre,   that  or  how  Raphael's  genius  differs  from  Murillo's; 

ravish  only  the  initiated,   that  can   be  appre-  or,  for  that  matter,  how  the  genius  of  either  of 

ciated    only    with    a    knowledge    of    anatomy  them  differ  from  that  of  my  friend  G.   Mc — , 

technique,  perspective,  coloring,  foreground,  and  our  magazine  "artist."     Only  sometimes,  I  con- 

the  like,  then  I  step  in  to  the  background.  trive  to  guess  at  a  great  masterpiece  from  the 

I  even  think  that  sentimentally,  I  am  disposed  outlandish  name  of  the  artist,  or  from  its  being, 

to  the  aesthetic  in  art.     But,  organically,  I  am  to  all  appearances,  most  unlikely  to  be  great, 

incapable  even  of  a  respectable  covv.     I   have  Rosetti's    "Dreams,"    for   example,    is   charac- 

been    practicing    on    Mrs.    Bovine    every    day,  terized  by  both  of  these  marks,  hence,  the  rea- 

sketching,  erasing,  and  retracing  in  solitary  cor-  son  (to  my  mind)  of  its  high  place  in  the  realm  of 

ners  by  myself;    and  am  not  yet  arrived,  they  art.      I   tremble,   however,   for  my  misapplica- 

tell    me,    within    conjectural    distance    of    her.  tion  of  the  simplest  terms  of  that  which  I  dis- 

"You  need  an  eye,"  they  say.     "All  your  cows  claim.    While  I  profess  my  ignorance,  I  scarcely 

look   like   alligators."      And    one   person,    upon  know  what  to  say  I  am  ignorant  of.     I  hate, 

being    privileged    to    examine    my    latest    cow,  perhaps,      by  misnomers.      Chiar-oscuro,      the 

actually  had  the  effrontery  to  say  that — it  did  intricacies  of  lights,  shades,  colorings,   frcscoe, 


'].':  ^  ::y  '^^'-z'^-^'-'^''-'-;:'^':-.-'-  the  v.illanovan  •■■■:■:■;  :.    2S 

glass,  marine,— all  stand  in  the  like  relation  of  superior  acuteness  in  detecting  beauties,  nay, 

obscurity  to  me.     I  don't  see,  however,  why  all  masterpieces,    even,  to  which  the  "eyed"  world 

this  is  going  to  prevent  me  from  distinguishing  has  hitherto  been  blind. 

a  good  picture  from  a  poor  one.    For  instance,  I  deny  not  that  upon  first  entering  an  art 

there  is  a  picture  of  a  dog,  and  it  looks  just  gallery  I  have  experienced  something  akin  to 

exactly  as  I  should  expect  a  dog  to  look.    Yet,  pleasure.     But,  afterwards,  followeth  the  lan- 

when  I  call  it  a  good  picture,  my  initiated  friend  guor  and  oppression.    It  is  then,  that  acting  upon 

smiles, — he  smiles  that  exasperating  smile   of  my  own  higher  cultivated  and  rarely  surpassed 

pity,  with  the  subjoinder,  "You  have  no  eye."  instincts  of  art,  I  fly  to  Foxy  Grandpa,  Mutt  and 

"Now  why  haven't  I  any  eye?    Can't  I  tell  a  Jeff,  and  all  the  rest.     I  take  refuge  in  those 

dog  from  a  tree,  or  a  derrick?"    But  the  smile  unpretending  assemblages  of  common-life  repre- 

only  broadens.  sentations;    and   thus,   the   Purgatory   of   the 

Alas!  poor  me^and  my  eye!    It  is  hard,  in-  Enraged  Artist  becomes  my  Paradise, 

deed,  to  stand  alone,  in  an  age  like  this  (con-  Something  like  this  change  have  I  experienced 

stituted  to  the  quick  and  critical  perception  of  during  evening  parties  at  the  house  of  my  good 

all  harmonious  combinations,  I  verily  believe,  friend  "A.,"  who,  himself  a  finished  artist,  has 

beyond  all  preceding  ages)  to  remain,  as  it  were,  converted  his  drawing-room  into  an  art  gallery, 

singly  unimpressible  to  the  magic  influence  of  an  When  my  friend  launches  into  one  of  those 

art  which  is  said  to  have  such  an  especial  power  exhaustive  expatiations  on  the  wonders  of  this 

at  soothing,  elevating  and  refining  the  passions,  or  that  favorite,  I  am  for  the  time, 
Yet,  rather  than  break  the  candid  current  of 

my  confessions,  I  must  avow  to  you  that  I  have  "  ^^^^^  ""^"^^  «^^^^'  ^«^  ^^"^"  J^^  «^^  Promised 

received  a  great  deal  more  pain  than  pleasure  at  my  oirtn. 

from  this  so  cried-up  faculty.  But,  when  this  master  of  the  spell,  not  content 

I  have  visited  an  art  gallery  with  a  friend  to  have  laid  a  soul  prostrate,  goes  on  to  inflict 

possessed  of  the  "eye,"  and  heard  him  descant  more  bliss  than  lies  in  her  capacity  to  receive, 

upon  "technique,"  "detail,"  "theme,"  and  the  still  pouring  in  fresh  inundations  from  that  sea 

rest.    And  all  the  while — yes,  it  is  but  too  true —  of  oil,  and  water  and  paint, — or  from  that  Roman 

all  the  while  I  have  been  longing  for  a  good  old  and  French,  Flemish,  Holland,  Dutch,  English, 

"funny  sheet."    I  must  confess  even  to  a  full-  and  what  not  ocean  of  painting  combined,  above 

length  representation  of  Slim  Jim  in  my  den.  which,  in  triumphant  progress,  dolphin-seated 

My  friend  does  well  to  point  out  the  beauties  ride  those  Arions, — Raphael,  Da  Vinci,  and  the 

of  some  stolid-faced  ancient.     But  give  me  old  rest  with  their  attendant  Tritons,  Millet,  Mu- 

"Slim"  dancing  his  capers  to  the  consternation  rillo.    Van    Dyke,    Reynolds,    and    a   countless 

of  the  Dingville  "force."     And  then  "de  vay  tribe,  whom  to  attempt  to   reckon   up  would 

dem  doo  blasted  Hans  and  Fritz  can  fool  mit  der  but   cast  me  again  into  the  depths,  I  stagger 

old  Cap!"    These  are  real  pictures,  within  the  under  the  weight  of  beauty,  reeling  to  and  fro 

compass  even  of  a  child^.    They  need  no  accom-  at  my  wit's  ends,  and  finally  take  refuge  once 

panying  title  and  explanation.    But — may  I  pre-  again  with  Little  Nemo,  or  the  Newlyweds,  and 

fer  a  Katsenjamer  Kid  to  Landseer's  "Alone,"  acknowledge  for  the  nonce  that   there  is  some 

or  to   Dunerger's    "Naughty   Child"?     Woof!  probability,    very    slight    mind    you,    that    for 

A  mortal  sin  in  aesthetics!    But,  no!    It  is  my  painting, — I  have  no  eye. 


24  THE    VILLANOVAN 

Retribution 

By  Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

CROUCHING  within  the  damp,  uncom-  soft,  mysterious  light  from  the  majestic  glory 
fortable  interior  of  an  empty  packing-  of  the  diamond-studded  sky.  But  the  occupant 
box,  the  hunted  criminal  listened  to  the  of  the  little  vessel  speeding  across  the  water 
last  sounds  of  his  pursuers  fainting  away  in  the  gave  little  heed  to  the  beauties  of  nature,  for  out 
distance.  As  he  lay  hidden,  panting  from  his  of  the  sea  he  could  discern  a  ghastly  face  whose 
flight,  his  excited  mind  journeyed  back  over  the  burning  eyes  stared  ever  at  him. 
events  of  the  past  few  weeks.  His  whole  body  The  fever  now  took  full  possession  and  pro- 
trembled  and  a  cold  terror  seemed  to  seize  him  duced  a  horrible  delirium  in  the  semi-demented 
as  a  certain  scene  in  San  Francisco  was  vividly  murderer.  His  clammy  hands  relinquished  their 
portrayed  to  his  mind.  In  terrified  fancy  he  hold  on  the  wheel  and  the  boat  sped  on  without 
saw  lying  before  him  a  gruesome  figure,  with  a  a  guide.  The  fugitive  lay  in  the  bottom  of  the 
dark  crimson  stream  gushing  from  the  breast,  vessel,  tossing  about  in  his  delirium.  His  face 
and  a  deadly  white  face  staring  ever  at  him  with  became  swollen,  his  tongue  protruded  from  a 
wide,  accusing  eyes.  Fearfully,  his  mind  re-  dry  mouth,  and  his  eyes  stared  with  a  hideous 
viewed  his  discovery,  his  flight,  his  skulking  light  at  the  pictures  his  delirious  fancy  con- 
through  the  back  streets  of  the  western  metrop-  jured  up  before  him.  He  saw  the  interior  of  a 
olis,  his  shipping  on  a  sailing  vessel  to  Hawaii,  house  in  San  Francisco,  he  saw  a  blood-stained 
finally  his  landing  at  Honolulu  and  the  landing  knife,  he  saw  the  sweet,  sad  face  of  the  mur- 
likewise  the  following  day  of  a  squad  of  detec-  dered  man's  widow,  he  saw  the  electric  chair 
tives  with  warrants,  descriptions,  and  rewards  waiting  to  receive  him;  but  always  he  saw  the 
for  his  capture.  He  thought  of  the  sleepless,  ghastly  face  and  the  accusing  eyes, 
foodless  days  and  nights  preceding  this  night.  Day  broke,  the  golden  sun  smiled  cheerfully 
when,  his  hiding-place  having  been  discovered,  from  the  azure  depths  of  the  cloudless  heavens 
he  had  fled  to  the  wharves,  pursued  by  police,  into  the  emerald  face  of  the  mighty  Pacific,  but 
and  he  hated  the  world  with  a  vehement,  mur-  still  the  fever  raged  within  the  tossing  figure  in 
derous    hatred.  the   speeding  vessel. 

Cautiously,  the  fugitive  drew  himself  from  the  The  sun  sank  beyond  Makapun  Head  and  the 

box,  and  gazing  carefully  around  the  silent  wharf ,  little  ship  left  Oahu  behind,  while  the  murderer 

walked  slowly  along  the  sea-front.     He  glanced  lay  nigh  unto  death  within.     Three  days  and 

at  the  rippling,  moonlit  waters  and  longed  for  three  nights  passed  away,  and  with  them  passed 

the  courage  to  throw  himself  into  the  sea  and  end  the  fever.     On  a  cheerful,  smiling  morning,  the 

his   miserable   existence.       But   he  was   afraid;  criminal,  weak  and  thirsty,  opened  his  eyes  and 

fearful  of  a  terrible  punishment  awaiting  the  gazed  at  a  beautiful  verdant  shore  fast  slipping 

murderer.      A  sweeping  gaze  along  the  water-  by.     Weakly  he  turned  the  wheel  and  in  a  few 

front  gave  him  a  glimpse  of  a  motorboat  se-  moments  the  boat  was  beached  on  the  beautiful 

cured  to  the  wharf.     With  a  soft  laugh,  he  de-  island    of  Molokai.      With    an    effort    he   rose 

scended  into  it,  started  the  engine,  and,  with  the  from  the  vessel  and,  staggering,  made  his  way 

severing  of  the  cable,  he  was  off  into  the  night.  to  a  bubbling  stream,  in  which  he  plunged  his 

The  feverish  brain  of  the  half-crazed  criminal  head  and  slaked  his  thirst, 

knew  not  whither  the  boat  was  being  propelled;  For  a  while  he  lay  on  the  bank;   then,  rising, 

he  cared  not  what  its  destination  might  be —  he  started  through  the  woods  in  search  of  food, 

he  sought  only  freedom  from  pursuit.  He  soon  reached  a  clearing  and  beheld  before 

The  peaceful  night  was  very  beautiful:  the  him    a   strange    crowd    gathered    around    their 

luminous  moon  reflected  on  the  placid  sea  its  morning  meal.     The  fugitive's  first  impulse  was 


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to  flee  to  the  beach,  but  the  pangs  of  hunger  lepers  of  Molokai.     With  a  scream  of  terror  he 

could  not  be  resisted  and  he  walked  unsteadily  leaped  from   the  assemblage  and  ran  through  the 

toward  the  group.  woods  with  all  the  strength  his  fever-weakened 

They   received    him   in   dismal   silence,    but,  limbs  could  muster,  while  the  hideous  croaking 

caring  not  about  his  reception,  the  man  was  soon  laughter   of   the   doomed    lepers    mocked    him. 

eagerly  partaking  of  the  food.     One  of  the  com-  "Leprosy!"  he  cried.     "Leprosy!"  and,  sobbing 

pany,  with  evident  difficulty,    held  out  to  him  aloud,  he  reached  the  beach, 

a  portion  of  meat,  and  as  he  was  about  to  receive  To  his  indescribable  dismay,  he  beheld  a  small 

it,  the  criminal  saw  with  amazement  and  horror  speck  far  off  and  saw  that  the  tide  had  swept  the 

that  half  the  man's  hand  was  gone.     He  glanced  boat  out  to  sea.     With  a  moan  of  anguish  he 

around  at  his  strange  companions  for  the  first  ran  into  the  sea  and  endeavored  hopelessly  to 

time,  as  he  had  previously  been  too  engrossed  reach  the  disappearing  vessel.     Several  strokes 

in  eating  to  notice  them  particularly.    A  hideous  the   criminal   took,   a  thin   white   streak  sped 

scene  met  his  horrified  gaze.    Many  of  his  fellow-  through  the  water,  a  black  fin  appeared,  there 

diners  had  no  limbs,  in  some  the  eyes  and  noses  was  a  horrible  scream,  a  brief  struggle,  and  the 

were  missing,  and  to  the  others  a  horrid  disease  water  was  dyed  crimson  with  his  blood.      And  as 

had  given  emaciation  in  forms  too  revolting  to  the  terrible  teeth  of  the  shark  tore  at  him,  the  last 

imagine.      Dimly,  but  with  terrible  force,  the  thing  he  saw  was  a  ghastly  face,  whose  accusing 

the  murderer  perceived  that  he  was  among  the  eyes  gazed  unpityingly  on  his  death    agonijes. 


The  Robin 

/  hear  thy  song  at  break  of  day, — 
A  song  to  banish  care  away, 
A  song  to  teach  me  how  to  pray 
To  God,  our  Master. 

And  then  you  smooth  your  feathered  crest, 
And  gently  swell  your  crimson  breast, 
As  slowly  sailing  from  your  nest, 
You  mount  the  faster. 

I  hear  thy  song  at  twilight  gray, 
While  waiting  for  the  end  of  day, 
Among  the  leafy  trees  you  play, 
And  strive  to  cheer  me. 

Ah,  Robin!  thy  sweet  melody 
Is  like  a  breath  of  heaven  to  me: 
That  heaven  where  I  hope  to  be 
When  Earth  reclaims  thee. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '2L 


THE    VILLANOVAN 

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THOUGH  occupied  with  great  and  momen- 
tous problems,  great  events  in  the  life  of 
our  Alma  Mater  urge  us  to  turn  aside  and 
reflect  on  her  toils,  her  labors,  and  her  triumphs. 
This  year  we  place  upon  her  brow  a  crown  of 
diamonds.  For  seventy-five  years,  Villanova  has 
labored  in  the  great  work  of  educating  our 
American  youth  to  take  his  place  in  the  ranks 
of  great  and  good  m.en,  to  pro\'e  his  loyalty  to 
God,  his  country  and  his  fellowman.  Surely  we 
have  reapon  to  rejoice,  for  the  path  of  our  Alma 
Mater  has  been  one  of  trial  and  sacrifice.  From 
the  smallest  beginnings  she  has  arisen  to  the 
highest  pinnacle  of  success  and  fame.  Today 
these  thoughts  are  in  the  heart  of  every  Villa- 
nova man  and  he  is  filed  with  just  pride  for 
dear  old  Villano\a. 

The  little  band  of  men  who  laid  the  corner- 
stone of  our  great  educational  institute  had  by 


no  means  an  easy  task.  Unseen  forces  from 
time  to  time  retarded  their  every  effort  and  at 
times  seemed  to  threaten  our  Alma  Mater's  very 
existence,  but  indomitable  courage  triumphed 
and  before  many  years  our  founders  were  happy 
in  seeing  the  new  institution  established  on  solid 
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Our  hearts  thrill  with  joy  when  we  think  of 
tlie  vein  of  heroism  and  courage  that  runs 
through  the  course  of  Villanova's  history.  We 
are  celebrating  the  Seventy-fifth  Anniversary  of 
the  beginning  of  this  v/ork.  Tho.se  who  have 
been  instrum.ental  in  bringing  about  Villanova's 
glorious  success  justly  claim  today,  our  respect, 
our  love  and  our  congratulations.  As  loyal 
sons  of  Villanova  we  have  a  debt  to  pay.  The 
practical  way  of  mianifesting  appreciation  for  our 
warriors  is  the  redoubling  of  our  efforts  in  behalf 
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Our  Honored  Dead 

.  /  "  To  live  in  hearts 

We  leave  behind,  is  not  to  die.'^ 

THEY  sleep!    Long  ago  "taps"  sounded  To  go  back  in  spirit  to  the  dark,  struggling 

over  their  graves;  the  roll  was  called  and  days  of  1842  seems  an  easy  matter,  if  we  simply 

no  answer  was  heard  save  a  sigh  of  sorrow  try  to  realize  the  buying  and  selling  of  property, 

from  a   loyal   heart.     With  sweet   resignation,  the  founding  of  churches  and  colleges;  but  there 

yea,  with  a  joy  that  only  Faith  can  give,  the  is  a  greater,  deeper  lesson  behind  this  catalogue 

ever-busy  pens  were  laid  aside,  the  well-worn  of  events.     Our  founders  possessed  energy,  un- 


books  closed  forever.  Their  influence  can  never 
die.  "They  that  instruct  many  to  justice,  shall 
shine  as  stars  for  all  eternity." 

Were  we  to  becom.e  so  hard  as  to  forget  Villa- 


daunted  courage,  and  the  true  spirit  of  sacrifice. 
W^hat  though  all  their  work  at  first  seemed 
doomed  to  failure?  A  few  years  after  the  erec- 
tion of  one  of  their  churches  in   the  City  of 


nova's  heroes  of  the  past,  the  very  stones,  the  Brotherly  Love,  they  gazed  upon  a  mass  of  ashes 

trees,  the  walks,  the  architectural  monuments  and  ruins.    The  infant  college  was  guarded  lest 

of  devotion  and  love,  would  arise  in  one  accord  the  bigots  fulfill  the  threat  they  had  made  of 

to  remind  us  of  their  noble  work  and  our  rank  demolishing  it.     The  struggles,  the  growth  in 

ingratitude.  poverty   and   want,    the   period   of   war — these 

There  is  a  clear  method  of  procedure  open  things  can  only  be  imagined, 

when  one  attempts  to  trace  Villanova's  external  We  are  sure  of  this.    They  of  the  past  are  our 

history.    We  can  settle  with  more  or  less  accu-  heroes.    To  them  we  ov/e  the  Villanova  of  today, 

racy  almost  every  event  of  importance  to  our  To  imitate  their  virtues,  to  make  their  influence 

Alma  Mater.    But  who  of  us  can  trace  her  spir-  continue  to  live  in  the  Villanova  of  the  future. 


itual  history?  Who  can  tell  with  anything  but 
speculation  the  story  of  a  soul?  From  results  we 
may  truthfully  infer  that  the  story  is  a  good,  a 
noble  one;  but  none,  save  God,  can  understand 
the  details  of  that  inner  life. 


is  our  work.  Will  we  accomplish  as  much  in 
the  future  as  they  did  in  the  past  five  and 
seventy  years?  May  they  live  in  our  hearts 
and  our  lives  and  our  work,  for  that  "is  not  to 
die".     Requiescat  in  pace. 

Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  '18. 


Our  Graduates 

''But  neither  heat,  nor  frost,  nor  thunder, 
Shall  wholly  do  away  I  ween, 
The  marks  of  that  which  once  hath  been.'" 


IT  is  with  relucLance  that  we  bid  farewell  to 
the  graduating  class  of  1918.     W'e  rejoice 
with  them  on  their  success.    May  the  future 
hold  for  each  of  them  places  of  trust  and  honor ! 


The  Vhxanovan  will  lose  some  of  her  most 
staunch  supporters  and  energetic  workers  with 
the  passing  of  the  Class  of  1918.  The  same 
spirit  of  loyalty  that  has  animated  our  efforts 
while  in  college,  we  feel  sure  will  be  manifested 
by  us  as  members  of  our  alumni.  It  is  not  sufii- 
cient  support,  it  is  not  loyalty  to  Alma  Mater, 


to  give  nothing  but  a  smile  of  approval  to  her 
works.  We  want  wide-awake,  live  members; 
loving,  devoted  sons;  generous,  self-sacrificing 
workers. 

While  struggling  to  climb  the  ladder  of  fame 
and  success,  let  not  a  Villanova  man  forget  Villa- 
nova's  enterprises.  Our  part  is  as  necessary  as 
another's.  We  are  responsible  to  a  great  extent 
for  her  advancement.  Has  she  been  a  generous, 
kindly,  fostering  mother  to  us?  Are  we.  Class 
of  1918,  to  be  called  her  loyal  children?  By  our 
fruits  we  shall  be  known. 

Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  '18. 


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■  'Vf<!»vv. 


"  These  are  the  themes  that  claim  our  plandits  now, 
These  are  the  bards  to  whom  the  muse  must  bow.'' 

Exchange  columns  are  attracting  more  than 
the  usual  attention  in  the  world  of  college  jour- 
nalism. Some  very  sound  principles  of  literary 
criticism  are  being  emphasized  in  the  latest  issues 
of  our  contemporaries.  That  this  is  necessary, 
one  may  readily  see  by  a  perusal  of  the  exchange 
columns  in  some  of  our  college  publications  this 
year.  The  spirit  shown  tends  only  to  discourage 
budding  genius  and  to  ridicule  all  attempt  at 
individual  thinking.  Just  criticisms  are  always 
welcome  but  trite,  flippant  "talk"  is  as  harmful 
and  distasteful  as  it  is  small  and  cowardly.  An 
honest  exchange  editor  will  give  a  just  apprecia- 
tion of  an  author's  attempt;  he  will  make  his 
criticism  be  what  every  just  criticism  must  be, 
"the  reaction  of  the  reader's  mind  on  the  work 
of  the  author."  If  his  own  thinking  is  not  based 
on  the  fundamental  principles  of  justice  and 
manliness,  his  only  alternative  out  of  respect 
due  to  his  college  is  to  resign.  An  editor  who 
goes  so  far  as  to  base  his  adverse  criticism  on  a 
passage  distorted  by  himself,  and  punctuated  to 
suit  his  own  argument,  followed  by  an  array  of 
meaningless  epithets  hurled  at  the  innocent  vic- 
tim is  unworthy  of  consideration  and  deserves 
no  refutation. 

^'Take  hackney' d  jokes  from  Miller,  got  by  rote, 
With  just  enough  of  learning  to  misquote." 


journalism,  with  learning  and  justice  to  light  the 
way. 

The  Irish  American  number  of  The  Laurel  con- 
tains a  splendid  article  on  James  II.  The  his- 
torical facts  are  accurate  and  the  style  of  ex- 
pression is  clear  and  entertaining.  It  reminds  us 
of  John  Banim's  masterly  portrayal  of  this  char- 
acter in  "Boyne  Water."  The  many  beautiful 
poems  are  worthy  of  commendation  for  their 
delicacy  of  thought  and  diction,  and  their  cor- 
rect and  pleasing  numbers.  "Daddy's  Service 
Flag"  and  "The  First  in  France  to  Die,"  are 
the  best. 

The  essays  in  The  Solanian"  are  exceptionally 
thoughtful  and  practical.  The  author  of  "Is 
the  College  Journal  Worth  While?"  brings  up  an 
interesting  question  and  solves  it  in  a  judicious, 
business-like  way.  The  conclusion  reached  is, 
that,  while  a  college  magazine  is  rarely  a  money- 
maker, it  is  always  a  paying  proposition. 

Loyalty  to  country,  and  the  Church's  teach- 
ing and  practise  in  this  regard  are  patriotically 
and  forcibly  discussed  in  The  Catholic  Patriot. 
"Samuel  Johnson"  gives  evidence  of  much 
thought  and  deep  insight  into  the  life  and  work 
of  that  great  critic. 

De  Paul  Minerval  for  April.  The  exchange 
column  attracted  our  attention.  It  is  worthy 
of  the  highest  commendation.  Without  having 
recourse  to  any  "mere  personalities,"  the  ofifice 
of  Ex-editor  is  discussed  in  a  logical  and  scholarly 
manner.     We  congratulate  you! 


We  are  in  hopes  that  the  coming  year  will      "  Tw  not  enough,  taste,  judgment,  learning,  join 
find  editors  alive  to  the  best  interests  of  college        In  all  you  speak,  let  truth  and  candour  shine." 

James  J.  Egan,  '19. 


Euchre  and  Promenade 
The  Euchre  and  Promenade,  Thursday  even- 
ing, May  16th,  for  the  benefit  of  the  Athletic 
Association  was  a  decided  success.  The  gym- 
nasium was  used  for  card-playing  and  was  taxed 
to  its  utmost  capacity.  Numerous  handsome 
and  useful  prizes  were  contested  for,  the  first 
prize  being  a  week's  vacation  to  Atlantic  City. 
The  large  dining-room  was  thronged  with 
couples  who  danced  to  the  strains  of  Villanova 
Jazz  Band  under  the  leadership  of  Sylvester 
Benson.  The  orchestra  won  the  approval  of  all 
present  and  its  popularity  was  attested  by  their 
general  applause  and  their  reluctance  to  leave  at 
the  conclusion  of  the  eighteenth  dance  number. 

Lecture 

On  Friday  evening.  May  17th,  an  illustrated 
lecture  on  "Russia  and  Its  Uplift"  was  delivered 
by  Dr.  George  Benson  Hewetson,  a  former 
Episcopalian  minister. 

Mr.  Hewetson  is  a  forceful  speaker,  with  a 
spark  of  genuine  wit,  and  gave  many  interesting 
sidelights  into  the  life  of  the  Russian  peasants, 
the  trials  of  the  Emperor  and  the  situation  of 
Russia  in  the  present  crisis.  His  lecture  was  well 
received  by  the  audience  and  it  gave  an  insight 
into  the  forces  which  have  contributed  to  the 
Russian  debacle. 

Sophomore  Class  Dance 
The  Class  of  1920  is  to  hold  a  Dance  and 
Reception  in  the  gymnasium  on  Friday  even- 
ing, June  7th,  at  which  the  Senior  Class  will  be 
the  guests  of  honor.  The  Villanova  Jazz  Band 
will  furnish  the  music  and  it  is  expected  that  the 
affair  will  be  the  biggest  social  event  of  the  year. 


Engineering  Society 

At  the  May  meeting  of  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi,  the 
following  nominations  were  rnade  for  the  officers 
for  the  coming  year:  President,  James  Murray, 
'20,  Roman  Mayor,  '19;  Vice-President,  Jos- 
eph Waugh,  '20,  John  Maguire,  '20;  Secretary, 
Joseph  Gillespie,  '20;  Sergeant-at-Arms,  Harold 
Blanchfield,  '21. 

During  the  month  a  well-attended  tour  of 
inspection  was  made  to  the  Barrett  Manufac- 
turing Company  in  Philadelphia,  manufacturers 
of  coal  tar  products  and  tracing  paper.  The 
party  was  in  charge  of  Professors  Humphrey  and 
Sweeney.  An  efficient  guide  was  furnished  by 
the  Barrett  Company,  and  those  who  made 
the  trip  were  enthusiastic  over  the  opportunity 
afforded  them  of  making  a  second  trip  in  the 
near  future. 

On  Tuesday  evening.  May  28th,  the  annual 
banquet  was  held  in  the  club  room.  The  large 
number  in  attendance  gave  evidence  of  the  in- 
creased activity  the  society  has  displayed  this 
year. 

During  the  evening,  Mr.  Devlin  entertained 
with  amusing  stories  and  recitations,  and  Messrs. 
Murray,  Pickett,  and  Talone  rendered  pleasing 
soles.  Prof.  Charles  A.  McGeehan  was  toast- 
master,  and  the  principal  speakers  were  Fr.  Dean, 
Fr.  Driscoll,  Prof.  J.  M.  Coahran,  President  Al- 
varez, and  the  presidents  of  the  various  classes. 
Fr.  Dean  was  presented  with  one  of  the  hand- 
some new  pins  adopted  by  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi, 
Prof.  McGeehan  making  the  presentation. 

Joseph  Waugh,  '20,  was  awarded  the  medal 
and  cash  prize  for  the  best  thesis  during  the  year. 

Taken  all  in  all,  it  was  one  of  the  best  affairs 


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of  the  kind  ever  held  by  the  society.  Villanova 
spirit  ran  high  throughout  the  evening  and  the 
banquet  was  brought  to  a  fitting  close  by  the 
singing  of  the  Alma  Mater. 

Epsilon  Phi  Theta  Society 
At  the  June  meeting  of  the  Epsilon  Phi  Theta 
Society,  the  following  officers  were  elected  for 
the  coming  year:  James  J.  Egan,  '19,  President; 
Leo  A.  Delohery,  '21,  Vice-President;  Thomas 
L.  Holbrook,  '20,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 

Ordinations 

The  Revs.  John  Harris,  George  A.  O'Meara, 
Howard  Grelis,  Charles  Melchior,  and  John 
Sparrow  were  elevated  to  the  priesthood  by 
Bishop  J.  J.  O'Connor,  at  Hoboken,  N.  J., 
Thursday,  May  16th. 

Thomas  B.  Austin,  Ruellan  P.  Fink,  John  P, 
McGuire,  John  S.  O'Leary,  James  Simpson, 
Albert  Starr,  Peter  Hufnagel,  Joseph  Bartley, 
Thomas  McLeod,  Emil  Misson,  Francis  Diehl 
and    Michael  Hopkins  were  ordained   Deacons, 

John  F.  Burns,  William  V.  Donovan,  Joseph 
Hyson,  Christopher  McGrath,  Albert  O'Lough- 
lin,  Hugh  O'Niell  and  Thomas  Rowan  received 
Minor  Orders  and  Sub-deaconship. 

Commencement  was  held  this  year  on  Tues- 
day, June  11.  It  was  an  event  of  unusual  inter- 
est because  of  the  celebration  of  our  Diamond 
Jubilee.  His  Excellency  John  Bonzano,  the 
Papal  delegate,  honored  us  by  presiding.  U.  S. 
Senator  Joseph  E.  Pvansdell,  of  Louisiana,  deliv- 
ered the  address  to  the  graduates.  L'nique  in 
the  history  of  Villanova  was  the  conferring  of 
the  degree  of  Bachelor  of  Arts  on  two  Sisters  of 


the  Congregation  of  the  Immaculate  Heart. 
These  are  the  first  graduates  of  our  Extension 
Course.  The  degree  of  Doctor  of  Jurisprudence 
was  conferred  on  Thomas  Riley  Marshall,  Vice- 
President  of  the  United  States.  Senator  Rans- 
dell  and  the  Belgian  Minister  M.  E.  de  Cartier 
received  the  degree  of  Doctor  of  Laws. 

The  following  received  the  degree  of  Bachelor 
of  Arts:  Sylvester  R.  Benson,  Francis  J.  Casey, 
Michael  Fogarty,  Joseph  E.  Heney,  Vincent  L. 
Molyneaux,  Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  Sylvester  Mar- 
tin, Francis  E.  O'Bryan,  William  F.  Sheedy, 
Edward  V.  Stanford. 

The  degree  of  Bachelor  of  Science:  Collier  J. 
Griswold,  Armando  M.  Alvarez,  Edgar  Drach, 
James  L.  Haughey,  John  L.  Larkin,  Paul  A. 
O'Brien,  Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  John  F.  Sheehan, 
Harry  Towhey. 

The  program  for  the  exercises  was  as  follows: 
Monday,  June  10 : 

6.00  P.  M.     Raising  Service  Flag. 

6.30  P.  M.    Alumni  Meeting. 

7.30  P.  M.     Alumni  Banquet. 
Tuesday,  June  11: 

9.00  A.  M.    Solemn    Pontifical    Mass,    cele- 
brated by  His  Excellency  John 
^  Bonzano,  the  Apostolic  Delegate. 

1.00  P.  M.     Commencement  Banquet. 

2.30  P.  M.     Com.mencem.ent. 

Address  to  graduates  by  U.  S.  Senator  Joseph 
E.  Ransdell  of  Louisiana. 

A  complete  account  of  the  Commencement  and 
Diam.ond  Jubilee  Celebration  will  be  given  in  the 
Special  Jubilee  Number,  which  we  hope  to  pub- 
lish early  in  July  and  which  will  be  mailed  to  all 
our  subscribers,  John  J.  Maguire,  '20. 


Visitors 
Among  former  Villanovans  who  visited  here 
during  the  month  are:  Cyril  Burke,  Tom  Mc- 
Cormick,  Charles  McGuckin,  Jack  Cronin,  Leo 
Lynch,  Pat  Fogarty,  Mike  Fogarty,  Frank 
Goodwin,  Harry  McDonald,  Lieutenant  "Feb" 
Ewing,  Thomas  Carnes,  John  Butler,  Nick 
Michel  and  Sylvester  Sabbatino. 

Wedding 

A  very  pretty  wedding  took  place  on  Satur- 
day, June  8,  at  the  Church  of  Our  Mother  of 
Good  Counsel,  when  Edward  J.  Dougherty,  '12, 
was  married  to  Miss  Mary  E.  Doheny,  daughter 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Patrick  H.  Doheny  of  Haver- 
ford. 

The  Villanovan  extends  to  the  happy  couple 
its  best  wishes  and  felicitations. 

Ordinations 

The  Rev.  John  J.  Lucitt,  '14,  was  raised  to 
the  Priesthood  in  the  Cathedral  at  Albany,  N. 
Y.,  Saturday,  May  25,  1918.  Rev.  M.  A.  Lavey 
of  Laurel  Springs,  N.  J.,  acted  as  the  sponsor  at 
Father  Lucitt's  ordination. 

To  Father  Lucitt  The  Villanovan  extends 
its  most  cordial  "ad  multos  annos". 

Alumni  Banquet 
The  Alumni  Banquet  was  held  Monday  even- 


ing, June  10,  at  7.30  in  the  College  dining-hall. 
His  Excellency  the  Apostolic  Delegate  was 
present.  Fond  memories  of  dear,  old  bygone 
days  must  have  filled  the  hearts  of  all  present, 
for  the  occasion  of  our  Diamond  Jubilee  brought 
back  many  of  the  old  grads.  Not  the  least  grati- 
fying was  the  presence  of  many  of  our  boys  in 
the  khaki  and  the  blue,  who  have  entered  the 
service  to  bring  peace  to  the  world.  The  even- 
ing was  made  interesting  by  many  well-known 
and  accomplished  speakers.  Our  old  friend  and 
alumnus.  Father  Plunkett,  was  selected  as  toast- 
master,  and  in  his  usual  witty  way  he  did  credit 
to  the  position. 

The  old  Villanova  boys  coming  from  a  dis- 
tance spent  a  few  enjoyable  days  at  the  College, 
and  recalled  with  much  pleasure  their  boyhood 
college  days. 

The  following  replied  to  toasts:  Rev.  Jas.  T. 
O'Reilly,  O.  S.  A.,  "Villanova  Fifty  Years  Ago"; 
Charles  D.  McAvoy,  "Villanova  Twenty-five 
Years  Ago";  Rev.  Jas.  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A.,  "Vil- 
lanova To-day";  Captain  George  J.  Waring, 
"Villanova  in  the  Service."  Before  the  banquet 
the  President  of  the  Alumni,  J.  Stanley  Smith, 
presided  at  a  short  business  session.  Further 
details  of  the  banquet  will  be  published  in  the 
special  Jubilee  number  which  we  plan  to  pub- 
lish in  the  near  future. 

Edgar  Drach,  '18. 


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Our  Service  List  is  here  given  with  additions  and  cor- 
rections.   The  first  list  contained  203  names. 

Additions 

Adair,  Le    Roy  William — Machine  Gun  No.  1,    Canadian 
Army,  Sussex,  England. 

Adair,  Sylvester  J. — Quartermaster  Department,  Trans- 
port Service,  A.  P.  O.  705. 

Bender,  Philip  A. — Company  A,   15th  U.  S.  Engineers, 
A.  E.  F. 

Boney,  Maurice  A. — Ordnance  Department,  Fort  Slociim, 
N.  Y. 

Brennan,  Frank — Wireless  Operator,  Boston  Navy  Yard, 
Mass. 

Corcoran,  Michael  P. — Second  Lieutenant,  M.  O.  R.  C. 

Corish,  Peter  J. — Company  H,  30th  U.  S.  Infantry,  A.  E.  F 

Daly,  Leo  M. — Captain,  Lower  Lake  District,  Texas. 

Donahoe,  James  F. — Receiving  Barracks,  Second  Naval 

Donovan,  Joseph — Camp  Devons,  Ayer,  Mass. 
District,  Newport,  R.  L 

Dougherty,  James — Naval  Reserves,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 

Flannery,  Patrick  J. — U.  S.  A.  School  Aerial  Photography, 
Rochester,  N.  Y. 

Flett,    John    H. — Transport    Division,    Air    Production 
Depot  No.  2,  Air  Service,  A.  E.  F. 

Forst,  Arthur  D. — Auto  Repair,  Boston,  Mass. 

Gallagher,  Rev.  P.  J.  (O.  S.  A.)— O.  T.  C,  Camp  Zachary 
Taylor,  Ky. 

Gillespie,  W.  Irving — Navy. 

Gutwold,  Clyde— A.  E.  F. 

Hanrahan,    John    M. — 206th    Machine    Gun    Company, 
A.  E.  F. 

Jones,  Charles — Ambulance  Corps,  Camp  Crane,  Allen- 
town,  Pa. 

Kearns,  Thomas — Naval  Reserves,  Cape  May,  N.  J. 

Kerns,  Chas.  J. — National  Army,  Camp  Meade,  Md. 

Kelly,  John  C. — K.  C.  Secretary,  Camp  Greene,  Char- 
lotte, N.  C. 


Kirsch,  J.  Ignatius — Company  3-B,  Engineers  Officers' 
Reserve  Training  Camp,  Camp  Lee,  Va. 

Lynch,  Matthew  A. — Camp  Meade,  Md. 

McCarthy,  Eugene  P. — Camp  McClellan,  Anniston,  Ala. 

McCarthy,  James — Second  Lieutenant,  O.  R.  C,  Camp 
Dix,  Wrightstown,  N.  J. 

McCabe,  James  J.,  Jr. — Supply  Company,  5th  U.  S. 
Marines,  A.  E.  F. 

Maguire,  Frank — Aviation,  Houston,  Texas. 

Murphy,  John — 14th  Co.,  Wissahickon,  Cape  May,  N.  J. 

Murphy,  Denis,  Aviation,  army. 

Murphy,  Jeremiah — National  Army,  Camp  Meade,  Md. 

Murphy,  J.  Charles — Camp  Meade,  Md. 

Murray,  James  F. — Engineer  Reserve  Corps. 

O'Donnell,  John — Naval  Reserves,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 

Perkins,  Rev.  Joseph  A.  (O.  S.  A.) — Chaplain,  Navy. 

Purcell,  Francis,  2nd  Lieut.,  R.  O.  M.  C,  Bellevue  Hos- 
pital, N.  Y. 

Reeves,  John  P.  R.  O.  T.  S.  (recommended  for  Second 
Lieutenant). 

Sheridan,  Edward — Army. 

Staudenmeier,  Charles  W. — Camp  Meigs,  B-26,  Washing- 
ton, D.  C. 

Whittaker,  Benjamin — Major. 

Yeager,  William — Quartermaster  Corps. 

Yudusky,  Wm. — Naval  Reserve. 

Corrections 
Barrett,  Harry — 73rd  Aero  Squadron,  Call  Field,  Wichita 

Falls,  Texas. 
Benson,    Sylvester    R. — School    of   Aeronautics,    Cornell 

University,  Ithaca,  N.  Y. 
Cronin,  John — Naval  Officers'  Training  School,  Norfolk, 

Va. 
Coar,  Stanley  J. — Captain,  Camp  Jackson,  Greenleaf,  S.  C. 
Dougherty,  Michael  J. — Officers'  Training  Camp,  Camp 

Meade,  Md. 


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Easley,  Thomas  H. — Company  B,  29th  Engineers,  26th 

Division,  A.  E.  F. 
Hogan,  J.  Leonard — Second  Lieutenant,  Camp  Devons, 

Ayer,  Mass. 
Logan,  Edwin  F. — Barracks  E,  Bay  9,  Pelham  Bay  Naval 

Training  Station,  N.  Y. 
McCalley,  C.  Aloysius — School  of  Military  Aeronautics, 

Columbus,  O. 
McCloskey,  Edward— Major,  M.  O.  R.  C,  Fort  Sill,  Okla. 
McEnerny,    Daniel    T. — Second    Lieutenant,    Aviation, 

Ellington  Field,  Houston,  Texas. 
McGuckin,  Charles  H. — Naval  Aviation,  Washington,  D.C. 


Michell,  Nicholas  L.— U.  S.  S.  North  Dakota,  Care  Post- 
master, New  York. 

O'Brien,  Patrick  A. — Naval  Aviation,  A.  E.  F. 

O'Brien,  Paul  A. — Officers'  Training  Camp,  1st  Battery, 

A.  A.  47,  Camp  Meade,  Md. 
O'Connor,    Robert    J. — Second    Lieutenant,     Engineers, 

Camp  Lee,  Va. 
Regan,  Patrick  L. — Second  Lieutenant,  Camp  Meade,  Md. 
Sabbatino,  Sylvester — Ensign,  Pelham  Bay,  N.  Y. 
Shanahan,  William  J. — Captain,   102nd  U.  S.  Infantry, 

A.  E.  F. 


HERE  AND   OVER  THERE 


In  France,  Somewhere, 
In  Active  Service  with  the 
American  Expeditionary  Force, 
April  14,  1918. 
Dear  Father: 

Inspired  by  the  advent  of  spring  which  always  makes  a 
fellow  feel  optimistic  and  reminiscent,  my  mind  wanders 
back  o'er  the  sea  and  settles  on  dear  old  Villanova.  Not 
that  it  is  only  now  that  I've  thought  of  my  Alma  Mater, 
for  on  the  contrary,  the  memories  of  the  good  old  by-gone 
days  ring  in  my  mind  quite  often,  but  the  feeling  sud- 
denly came  to  me  that  I  should  let  my  former  guides 
and  advisors  know  of  my  whereabouts  and  incidentally 
tell  them  a  few  things  about  this  Great  Game. 

I  am  lying  on  my  humble  bunk  just  now,  in  a  rough  and 
crude  barracks,  just  a  few  kilometers  behind  the  front- 
line trenches.  At  present,  we  are  in  immediate  reserve 
and  may  be  called  any  minute.  Our  regiment  has  only 
been  out  of  the  trenches  a  couple  of  weeks  and  getting  a 
little  rest.  They  call  it  rest  but  the  army's  conception 
of  rest  is  not  what  Webster  states.  Kipling  in  his  famous 
Gunga  Din  aptly  terms  this  life,  viz.:  "  It's  always  double- 
drill  and  no  canteen."  However,  we  are  just  as  well  off, 
because  were  we  permitted  to  lie  around  idle,  we  might 
become  distracted  and  forget  our  original  purpose  in 
coming  here. 

Life  in  the  trenches  is  everything  that  has  been  written 
about  it,  and  then  some.  Mud,  rats,  muck  and  water  are 
the  primary  sources  of  inconvenience.  Then,  of  course, 
the  "receptions"  of  the  Huns.  In  our  sectors  they  fired 
and  directed  at  us  everything  known  to  modern  warfare: 
the  various  forms  of  gas — chlorine,  phosgene,  mustard 
and  lacrymatory;  all  sizes  of  shells,  especially  the  trench 
mortars;  shrapnel  and  gas  shells;  and  they  always  had  a 
flock  of  aeroplanes  flying  above  us.  But  we  more  than 
held  our  own  and,  in  fact,  quite  often  made  them  forsake 
their  trenches.  In  one  of  our  raids  "over  the  top",  we 
found  that  their  front   line  and  support   line  were  both 


deserted  and  they  probably  had  retreated  away  back  to 
reserve  lines. 

There  are  always  three  lines  of  defense — the  front-line 
trenches  which,  of  course,  are  as  near  the  German  lines 
as  possible;  the  second-line  or  the  support  trenches  back 
a  couple  of  hundred  yards,  and  then  the  third-line  called 
the  reserve.  The  trenches  are  ordinarily  about  as  deep  as 
five  or  six  feet.  Some  places  they  vary  and  when  any 
deeper,  fire-steps  are  built. 

Duck-board  or  crudely  thrown  together  bits  of  board 
make  paths  for  us  in  these  trenches.  They  are  used  be- 
cause of  the  ever-present  water.  We  live  in  dugouts 
about  forty  feet  below  the  surface.  Banks  are  down 
there  where  we  rest  whenever  the  opportunity  permits. 
We  don't  get  much  sleep  when  in  the  front  lines  because 
there  is  always  something  going  on  when  all  must  be  on 
the  job.  When  we  do  sleep  at  all,  it  is.in  "equipment  H", 
as  the  boys  term  it — shoes  and  all,  even  with  the  gas  masks 
at  gas  alert.  With  all  the  gas  they  shoot  over  a',  us,  they 
aren't  meeting  with  much  success  because  the  U.  S.  boys 
have  learned  to  adjust  their  masks  pretty  fast.  You  are 
supposed  to  put  a  mask  on  in  five  seconds  but  I'll  say 
that  I  put  mine  on  in  "nothing"  a  couple  of  times.  It's 
an  awful  sensation  when  you  get  that  gas  alarm  at  mid- 
night while  lying  down  in  a  dugout.  The  boys  do  move 
then. 

Our  outfit  has  been  shaken  up  quite  a  bit  lately  but 
those  things  must  be  expected.  Just  as  soon  as  we  get 
filled  out  again,  we  will  take  another  crack  at  the  Dutch. 

You  might  be  in  doubt  as  to  what  outfit  I'm  with  and 
when  I  enlisted.  The  lure  of  the  call  got  me  simultane- 
ously with  the  President's  declaration  of  war.  At  that 
time,  I  applied  for  a  commission  at  Plattsburg — you  recall 
the  letter  of  recommendation  you  wrote  for  me.  Things 
didn't  break  just  right  and  while  hanging  around  waiting, 
I  got  disgusted  and  enlisted  as  a  buck  private  with  the 
old  69th  of  N.  Y.  After  a  brief  stay  in  camp  on  Long 
Island  we  were  shipped  over  here  and  were  among  the 


34 


THE    VI  LLANO VAN 


first  National  Guardsmen  on  French  soil.  Our  division, 
the  42nd  or  the  renowned  Rainbow  Division,  is  the  cream 
and  pride  of  America's  National  Guards  and  so  far  has 
lived  up  to  all  expectations.  We  are  in  the  first  V.  S. 
Army  Corps,  so  you  can  readily  see  there  aren't  many 
ahead  of  us.  Hank  Gowdy,  the  Braves'  former  fence- 
buster,  is  in  this  division  v.ith  the  166th  of  Ohio.  They 
are  in  our  brigade,  too,  and  we  see  him  quite  often. 

The  morale  of  our  troops  is  splendid,  in  fact  never 
better.  All  the  boys  are  full  of  "pep"  and  enthusiastic. 
They  are  typically  American  and  want  to  get  to  work 
on  the  Kaiser  as  soon  as  possible  and  get  this  fuss  over 
with.  The  French  marvel  at  this  spirit,  because  they  are 
contented  to  hang  back  and  let  things  go  as  they  may. 

Don't  credit  the  newspaper  stories  of  the  Expeditionary 
Forces'  intemperance  and  immorality.  They  are  all  posi- 
tively false  and  do  us  a  grave  injustice.  All  the  boys 
are  walking  the  straight  and  narrow  path  and,  personally, 
I  never  was  more  sensible.  How  is  the  ViLLANOVAN  mak- 
ing out?    If  possible,  I  would  like  to  get  a  copy  of  it. 

Taps  are  being  sounded  now  and  I  must  conclude.  With 
best  regards  to  all  at  Villanova,  I  beg  to  remain  as  ever, 

Respectfully  yours, 

Jim  Kelly,  '15, 
Corporal,  C\  F,  165th  Infantry,  A.  E.  F. 

810th  Aviation  Squadron, 
Speedvv'ay,  Indianapolis,  Ind., 
May  13,  1918. 
Dear  Father: 

I  was  delighted  to  receive  your  invitation  and  to  hear 
of  your  ordination.  It  was  the  first  word  I  heard  of  dear 
old  Villanova  since  last  lune. 


Tell  all  the  boys  for  me  not  to  worry  about  donning 
khaki  as  it  is  the  finest  thing  in  the  world.  I  never  felt 
better  in  my  life  and  very,  very  anxious  to  get  over  sea 
and  take  a  chance  with  the  Hun.  The  only  fault  I  find 
here  is  lack  of  action.  Too  much  technical  work  and  my 
nerves  are  aching  for  a  chance  to  go  across.  I  applied 
for  a  transfer  to  the  tanks  on  Thursday.  The  Major  says 
he  admired  my  nerve  but  couldn't  see  any  sense  in  wasting 
a  fine  technical  education.  However,  in  the  last  ten  days 
they  pulled  132  men  from  here  and  I  am  praying  each 
day  to  get  in  the  next  detachment  and  you  can  aid  me 
if  you  will, 

I  wasn't  crazy  to  get  into  the  army  but  now  that  I 
am  in  it  I  want  to  go  the  limit.  A  suit  of  khaki  will  instil 
fighting  blood  in  the  most  reserved. 

I  met  Gene  Dowd  and  Frank  Maguire  while  in  Texas 
but  they  were  the  only  Villanova  sons  I  ran  across.  I 
see  Father  Baker  is  a  chaplain.  I  surely  do  admire  him 
and  I  would  I  ke  to  meet  him  on  the  other  side. 

At  present  I  am  a  Master  Signalman  which  is  the 
highest  honor  an  enlisted  or  drafted  man  can  obtain.  I 
am  captain  of  the  Post  baseball  team  which  seems  to  be  a 
job  wished  on  me  every  place  I  go. 

Don't  forget  to  tell  H.  McGeehan  that  I  am  in  the  army 
and  rooting  for  his  success.  A  word  from  him  now  and 
then  about  old  Villanova  would  be  greatly  appreciated. 

I  sincerely  hope  that  you  will  remember  me  in  your 
prayers  and  every  other  son  of  the  dear  old  Alma  Mater 
that  is  engaged  in  this  struggle  of  making  the  world  sa^e 
for  democracy.  Wishing  you  success  in  your  role,  I  beg 
to  remain  as  ever  your  sincere  friend, 

E.   V.    McCULLIAN. 


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Due  to  many  cancellations  occasioned  by  the 
suspension  of  athletics  at  many  of  our  colleges, 
the  'Varsity  has  been  unable  to  play  all  of  the 
scheduled  gam.es.  The  following  are  the  games 
which  had  been  played  up  to  the  tim.e  of  going 
to  press. 

ViLLANOVA,  19;  Haverford,  4 

April  17th — The  'Varsity  opened  the  season 
at  home  in  a  very  encouraging  mianner  w^hen 
they  humbled  the  Haverford  nine  in  a  seven- 
inning  gam.e,  score  19-4.  Delohery  made  his 
debut  as  a  college  twirler  and  lived  up  to  expec- 
tations. His  "spitter"  w^as  working  to  perfec- 
tion and  before  Coach  McGeehan  decided  to 
relieve  the  young  pitcher  in  the  fourth  inning, 
six  opposing  batters  had  fanned  and  but  three 
had  connected  safely.  Jones  relieved  Delohery 
and  showed  a  fine  brand  of  pitching.  Robinson 
and  McGeehan  were  the  stars  at  bat,  totaling 
seven  hits  between  them. 

Villanova 4     5     10    4     5—19     13      4 

Haverford 0     0     0     10     3—4       4     11 

Villanova,  7;  Mt.  St.  Mary's,  15 

April  25th — In  the  first  game  away  from  home 
the  'Varsity  came  out  on  the  short  end  of  a  15 
to  7  score  with  Mt.  St.  Mary's  nine  at  Emmets- 
burg,  Md.  Delohery  pitched  for  the  blue  and 
white  and  was  touched  for  thirteen  hits.  The 
game  was  put  on  ice  in  the  initial  round,  when  the 
locals  put  three  counters  across  the  rubber, 
after  Villanova  had  counted  once  in  their  half. 
The  game  was  featured  by  the  spectacular  field- 


ing of  Roche,  the  Mountaineer  leftfielder,  and 
the  hitting  of  Leo  Brennan  who  accounted  for 
three  hits,  one  being  a  circuit  clout. 

Villanova 103     02     000     1—7       9       4 

Mt.  St.  Mary's. 3     6    2     0     10     3     0     0—15     13       3 

Villanova  6;   Mt.  St.  Joseph,  1 

April  26th — Overcoming  the  eflfects  of  their 
defeat  of  the  previous  day  the  'Varsity  nine 
battled  their  way  to  victory  over  the  Mt.  St. 
Joseph's  team  at  Irvington,  score  6-1.  Jones  was 
the  slab  artist  for  Villanova,  and  easily  conquered 
the  opposing  batters;  he  had  a  great  supply  of 
speed  and  perfect  control.  The  Irvington  tossers 
succeeded  in  getting  eight  hits,  but  Jones  kept 
them,  so  well  scattered  that  he  was  very  seldom 
in  danger.  Villanova  hit  Kneisch  hard,  Murray 
and  Marrafino  being  the  chief  ofTenders,  each 
getting  three  hits,  one  of  the  little  catcher's 
being  for  the  circuit.  Jones  was  in  rare  form 
and  held  the  opponents  scoreless  up  to  the  ninth 
inning,  when  successive  hits  by  Houck  and 
Kneisch  netted  the  home  team  their  lone  tally. 


Mt.  St.  Josf.pii             ab.  r.  h.  o. 

McDermott,  2b 4  0  0  1 

McGuire,  lb 5  0  3  5 

Smith,  ss 3  0  0  2 

Bergcr,  If 3  0  0  2 

Mario,  3b 3  0  0  0 

Atherton,  rf 4  0  2  2 

Houck,  c 3  1  2  8 

Kneisch,  p 4  0  1  0 

Zazzali,  cf 1  0  0  2 

Gannon,  cf 4  0  0  5 

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BASEBALL 

Diic  to  iiiaiiy  cancellations  occa-ioncf!  h\'  the 
su>pension  of  athletics  at  main'  of  our  cOilcc;er:, 
the  A'ar.-ity  has  beer,  unable  to  play  all  of  the 
scheduled  gau'cs.  The  following  are  the  garaes 
v.liich  had  l.ieen.  played  up  to  tiie  tii^e  of  going 
lo  pre:-^^ 

\'na.AXO\-A,  19;  Ha\-K!;i-ori^,  4 

Aiord  17th — Tlie  A'arsity  opened  the  seasf)n 
at  h{!nie  in  a  \'ei-\-  encouraging  naanner  v\h,en 
tlicy  huniblecl  the  Max-erford  nine  in  a  sex-en- 
inning  gan.e,  :-rovv  19-4.  De'oliery  made  his 
dei>ut  as  a  college  tv.irler  and  li\-ed  u.p  to  Q\pvc- 
{atH^ns.  His  "spitter"  was  worliing  io  oerfec- 
tion  and  before  CAvtch  McGeehan  decided  to 
rehex'e  the  \oung  pitcher  in  the  fourth  inning. 
six  o[)po^ing  batters  had  fan;ied  and  but  tlu'ce 
had  connected  safeka  Jones  relieved  [■elchc^rx- 
antl  showed  a  hue  l)rand  of  pitching.  Robinscai 
and  AicCleehan  \\-are  the  stai'^  at  i'ai,  toiaiing 
se\-en  liits  betweeii  ih.crri. 

Villanova 4     5      1     0     4     5— '7      lo       4 

^l-vcrf(T!! 0     0     (J      1     0     ,•■  -  4        4      11 


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tac  \arsiiy  came  oin  en  (he  sluat  tno  of  a  15 
t'.  7  ^core  wiih  ^It.  ^t.  Marx's  nine  ;.l  Lninxas- 
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ing  (,f  Roche,  the  Alcnnnaiaeer  iefineldcr,  and 
the  hi' i  ing  oi  Leo  fbaauui!'  who  acccnnricd  for 
three  hits,  one  being  a  circidi  (4out. 

\'il!an.)v'. 1     ()     3     0     2     0     0     0      1—7        9        4 

Mt.  Si.  Mary's,  o     6     2     0     1     0     3     0     0—15      13       3 

\b;.LA\()\-A  6;    :d  r.  St.  Josiaai,   1 

AT>ril  2()ih — Oxerconiing  the  effects  of  their 
defeat  ol  the  j)re\aous  da>'  the  '\'arsit\'  nine 
battled  their  wa\'  to  \'ict(.)r>-  oxer  th.e  Alt.  St. 
Jo:-e;)h's  teani  at  n-xa'ngt(;n,  score  6-1 .  Jo.nes  xvas 
the  slab  artist  ioi-  \  illano^.  a,  and  easilx'  conr jt'ercd 
the  oj^jK);.ii.g  batters;  he  laid  a  great  siu)];'}-  (d 
speed  and  p.erfeci  conlrob  The  [rxingt(ai  tossers 
snci;ce(led  in  gc'tiiig  eight  hits,  but  joms  ke[M 
thcn^  so  x\(;ll  scattered  that  hc'  xva>  xcr\-  -eldoni. 
Hi  danger.  X'iilanox-.i  hit  !\nci;fh  hard,  Alnrrax' 
and  Abaaa;ba>  i  oing  the  clia'f  olVcndcr-^,  cacli 
getting  ;hi;.c'  hits,  (ax-  ol  da  little  cauTcr's 
l;t'i!a'  io'-  the  coaaai.  Jones  was  in  rart.;  form 
and  h-  Id  MU>  (^pixaaa"!!-  -coreles-^  up  to  the  ninth 
inning,  x\  Ten  sncc(->i\e  hits  liy  llou^k  and 
Kiiebc  h  netted    ihe  laare  tcara   thoir  loiu'   lallxa 

^'  '•    S  ;  .    J       :  I'a                    Ai!.  R,  u.  O.  A.  A, 

^hi'vrni'O,  2;. 4  0  0  1  2  1 

.M(  ( liiirc,  1!) 5  0  ,^  5  o  () 

Snii4a  ^-s    ■;  0  0  2  2  1 

i'''oaT,  !!' >  0  0  2  0  0 

M.>r;<>.  3!) ^  o  o  o  ()  () 

.A:li'i  ii.:a  if 4  o  2  2  0  2 

Iniiuia  (■ V  1  2  S  1  0 

Kii'  i- .Ja  a •!      a      i      a      o      a 

'-i5'''.''a  '4 1       0       a       2       o       (I 

'  ui!;;u;:a  el i        a       a        5        0        0 

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36 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


ViLLANOVA  AB.       R.       H.       O.       A.       E. 

Robinson,  cf 4  12  2  0  0 

Sheehan,  ss 5  0       0  3  0  1 

McGeehan,  3b 5  0      0  0  2  0 

Murray,  lb 5  13  7  0  1 

Delaney,  2b 5  0       1  1  2  0 

McDermott,  rf 4  1       1  1  0  0 

Marifino,  c 4  2       3  17  1  0 

Diggles,  If 4  0       110  0 

Jones,  p 3  1       0  0  7  0 

Totals 39      6     11     27     12       2 

Villanova 0     0     0     0     2     0     0    4     0—6 

Mt.  St.  Joseph 0     0     0     0     0     0     0     0     1—1 

Two-base  hit — Robinson.  Homerun — Marrifino.  Stolen 
bases — H.  McDermott;  McGuire,  2;  Atherton,  2;  Houck. 
Base  on  balls — Oflf  Kneisch,  1;  Jones,  1.  Struck  out — by 
Kneisch  3,  by  Jones  8.    Umpire — Brockman. 

Villanova,  2;  Catholic  U.,  3 

April  27th — The  'Varsity  journeyed  to  Wash- 
ington, D.  C,  with  an  even  break  on  the  trip 
this  far,  but  were  doomed  to  suffer  defeat  at  the 
hands  of  the  Catholic  U.  nine,  3  to  2.  The  game 
soon  developed  into  a  pitcher's  battle  between 
Sheehan  and  Kendrick,  the  lattei  having  a  trifle 
in  his  favor.  Sheehan  proved  himself  as  capa- 
ble a  pitcher  as  he  is  an  outfielder,  when  he  held 
the  heavy  hitting  team  from  the  Capitol  to  six 
hits.  The  home  team  won  the  gam.e  in  the 
fourth  inning  when  Schwartz  hit  a  fast  one  for 
three  bases  with  one  man  on.  Marrifino  and 
Diggles  accounted  for  Villanova's  two  runs  in 
the  third,  when  each  clouted  the  ball  for  three 
sacks.  Captain  McGeehan  played  a  stellar 
gaire  at  third  accepting  five  hard  chances  with- 
out an  error.  For  Catholic  U.,  Sch\yartz  was 
the  all-around  star. 


Catholic  V.  ab.  r.  h.  o. 

DufTy,  If 3  0  0  2 

Dong,  lb 4  0  0  11 

Rooney,  3b 4  1  2  1 

Schwartz,  2b 5  12  1 

Roach,  rf 3  0  0  1 

Glascott,  cf 4  0  1  2 

Cashman,  ss 4  0  1  3 

Carroll,  c 4  0  0  6 

Kendrick,  p 3  1  0  0 

Totals 34  3  6  27     12 


A. 
0 

1 

2 
5 
0 
0 
2 
1 
1 


0 
0 
1 
2 
0 
1 
1 
0 
0 


Villanova                 ab.  r.  h.  o.  a.  e. 

Robinson,  cf 4  0  1  2  0  0 

Sheehan,  p 4  0  0  0  5  0 

McGeehan,  3b 4  0  1  2  5  0 

Murray,  lb 4  0  0  12  0  0 

Brennan,  If.,  ss 3  0  0  2  1  1 

Delaney,  2b 3  0  12  11 

McDermott,  rf.,  If 4  0  0  0  0  0 

Marrifino,  c 4  1  1  2  2  0 

Diggles,  ss 3  1  1  2  1  0 

Delohery,  rf 1  0  0  0  0  0 

Totals 34      2       5     24     15       2 

Catholic  U 0    0    0    2     10    0     0    x— 3     6     5 

Villanova 0     0     2     0     0     0     0     0    0—2     5     2 

Villanova,  14;  Ursinus,  0 
May  6th — Villanova  traveled  to  Collegeville, 
Pa.,  and  overwhelmingly  defeated  the  Ursinus 
nine,  score  14-0.  The  game  was  a  fiasco  through- 
out, for  with  Delohery  in  the  box  for  the  Blue 
and  White,  the  home  team  did  not  have  a  chance 
to  score.  Delohery  was  in  fine  form,  fanning 
nine  m^en  and  giving  but  two  passes;  his  deliv- 
ery was  solved  for  but  three  hits,  while  his  team- 
mates mauled  Isenberg  for  fourteen,  including 
four  doubles.  The  gam.e  was  sowed  away  in  the 
first  inning,  when  Sheehan  and  McGeehan 
singled  and  Murray  and  Brennan  followed  with 
two  doubles,  scoring  three  runs.  For  Ursinus, 
Hefren  played  a  fine  gam.e  at  second  base,  while 
Sheehan  for  the  'Varsity  took  in  six  chances 
without  a  mishap.  Delaney  also  played  well  in 
the  field  for  Villanova. 

Villanova 3     0     2     6     3     0     0     0     0—14     14     1 

Ursinus 0000000     0     0—0       3     6 

Struck  out — By  Isenberg,  8;  Delohery,  9.  Base  on  balls 
— Off  Isenberg,  8;  Delohery,  2.  Two-base  hits — Murray, 
Brennan,  Robinson,  2;    Sheehan.     Umpire — Griffith. 

Villanova,  3;  Catholic  U.,  2 
May  3rd — The  Catholic  U.  nine  traveled  from 
Washington,  D.  C,  in  an  endeavor  to  duplicate 
their  victory  over  Villanova  of  a  few  weeks 
pre\-ious,  but  when  the  game  was  over  they  were 
on  the  short  end  of  a  3  to  2  score.  Once  again 
Jones  displayed  a  fine  brand  of  pitching,  allow- 
ing the  visitors  five  hits  and  fanning  five.  The 
'Varsity  was  first  to  score;  in  the  fourth  Sheehan 
got  on,  on  an  error  and  imm.ediately  stole 
second,  and  scored  on  McGeehan's  double.  In 
the  ending  of   the  ninth   the  score  stood   two 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


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all;  Leo  Brennan  got  to  first  On  an  €rror,  De- 
laney  struck  out,  and  Joe  McDermott  hit  one 
that  was  labeled  for  three  bases  but  he  had  to  go 
no  further  than  first,  as  Brennan  had  scored  the 
winning  run  on  the  hit.  Captain  McGeehan's 
hitting  featured  the  game,  the  third  baseman 
getting  a  triple,  double,  and  a  single  in  four 
trips  to  the  plate.  Delaney  fielded  well,  and 
McDermott  hit  well,  one  of  his  hits  bringing  in 
the  winning  run. 

Catholic  U.  r.  h.  o.  a.  e. 

Duffy,  If 0  110  0 

Long,  lb 0  0  7  10 

Rooney,  3b 0  0  1  0  2 

Schwartz,  2b 0  0  0  2  0 

Roche,  rf 0  0  2  0  0 

Glascbtt,  cf 0  1  1  0  0 

Cashman,  ss 1  1  3  1  2 

McCarty,  c 1  2  9  0  1 

Togo,  p 0  0  1  2  0 

Totals 2      5    25      6      5 

ViLLANOVA  R.      H.       O.      A.       E. 

Robinson,  cf 0  0  1  0  0 

Sheehan,  ss 1  0  2  0  0 

McGeehan,  3b 0  3  1  0  1 

Murray,  lb 0  0  11  0  1 

Brennan,  If 1  0  1  0  0 

Delaney,  2b 1  0  1  3  0 

McDermott,  rf 0  2  1  0  0 

Marrifino,  c 0  1  9  2  0 

Jones,  p 0  0  0  4  0 

Totals 3      6     27      9       2 

Three-base  hits — McGeehan,  McCarty.  Two-base  hits 
— Cashman.  Struck  out — By  Jones,  5;  Togo,  8.  Base 
on  balls— Off  Jones  1.  Wild  pitch — Togo.  Double  play — 
Togo  to  Long.     Umpire — Boone. 

ViLLANOVA,  7;  Ursinus,  1 
May  13th — In  a  vain  attempt  to  wipe  out  the 
efifects  of  their  defeat  on  May  6th  by  the  'Var- 
sity, the  Ursinus  nine  traveled  to  Villanova,  and 
were  once  again  humbled  by  the  Blue  and  White. 
Delohery  was  again  called  upon  to  face  the 
team  from  Collegeville,  and  again  proved  him- 
self an  obstacle  to  the  sluggers  from  Ursinus. 
The  spit-ball  artist  had  his  moist  ball  breaking 
in  fine  style,  and  before  the  dust  had  settled  ten 
opposing  batters  had  fanned  and  but  five  had 
managed  to  connect  safely.    Villanova  clinched 


the  game  in  the  first  stanza  when  Robinson  led 
off  with  a  double,  went  to  third  on  Sheehan's 
infield  out  and  scored  on  McGeehan's  hit  to 
the  outfield.  McGeehan  sqored  on  Murray's 
double,  the  latter  also  scoring  on  Brennan's 
single.  With  Delohery  pitching  in  such  fine  style 
these  three  runs  were  sufficient  to  win  the  game. 
The  hitting  of  Brennan,  getting  a  hom.er  and 
two  singles  in  four  trips  to  the  plate,  featured 
the  game. 

Villanova 3     0    0     10    2     10    x— 7     11     3 

Ursinus 0     1     0     0     0     0     0     0     0—1       5     3 

Villanova,  7 ;  Camp  Dix,  3 
May  19th — The  soldiers  of  Camp  Dix  received 
a  severe  jolt  when  they  encountered  the  Villa- 
nova nine  at  New  Jersey.  The  soldiers  had  met 
and  defeated  many  fast  teams,  including  the 
Philadelphia  Athletics  and  the  University  of 
Pennsylvania  nine,  but  quickly  succumbed  to 
the  terrific  onslaught  of  the  Blue  and  White 
nine.  Jones,  the  'Varsity  pitcher,  gave  a  rare 
exhibition  of  twirling,  and  though  touched  for 
nine  hits  by  the  soldiers  he  always  tightened  up 
when  in  danger;  he  was  especially  effective  in 
the  pinches.  Villanova  scored  in  the  very  start, 
when  Robinson  hit  the  first  ball  offered  by  Wil- 
liamson out  of  the  lot  for  a  home  run.  The  hit- 
ting of  Thompson  was  a  main  feature  of  the 
game,  the  soldier  catcher  getting  four  hits  in  as 
many  times  at  bat.  With  the  exception  of 
Thompson,  Jones  had  the  Camp  Dix  team  baf- 
fled. Owing  to  a  mishap,  Captain  McGeehan 
was  forced  to  catch  in  Marrifino's  place  during 
the  early  part  of  the  game,  and  he  handled 
Jones's  breaks  with  comparative  ease.  Delaney 
played  a  fine  game  at  second,  accepting  many 
difficult  chances  without  an  error. 

Villanova  r.     h.     o.  a.  e. 

Robinson,  cf 110  0  0 

Sheehan,  ss 1       2       2  3  3 

McGeehan,  c,  3b 2       2     11  0  1 

Murray,  lb 0      2       8  0  0 

Brennan,  If.,  2b 110  10 

McDermott,  rf 1       1       3  0  0 

Delaney,  2b 0      0       2  3  0 

Diggles,  3b.,  2b 1       0       1  0  0 

Marrifino,  c 0      0       0  0  0 

Jones,  p 0      0       0  1  0 

Totals 7       9     27       8       4 


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THE   VI  LLANO VAN 


Camp  Dix  r.  h.  o.  a.  e. 

Donnelly,  cf 0  0  2  0  0 

Butts,  2b 2  2  1  0  1 

Thompson,  c 0  4  9  0  0 

Bates,  3b 0  0  0  0  1 

Maxton,  rf 0  0  1  1  0 

Henderson,  If 0  0  5  1  0 

McDonald,  lb 1  2  8  0  0 

Kramer,  ss 0  1  0  1  0 

Williams,  p 0  0  0  2  0 

Brown,  p 0  0  0  0  0 

♦Bousewan 0  0  0  0  0 

**Brede,  lb 0  0  1  0  0 

Totals 3      9    27      5       2 

*  Batted  for  Williams  in  seventh . . 
**Batted  for  Henderson  in  eighth. 

Camp  Dix 0     110    0    0     1     0—3    9     2 

Villanova 1     2     2     1     1     0    0    0—7    9     4 

ViLLANOVA,  5;  Camp  Crane,  6 
The  'Varsity  journeyed  to  Allentown  to  cross 
bats  with  Uncle  Sam's  men  at  Camp  Crane  and, 
after  a  hard  uphill  battle,  came  out  on  the  small 
end  of  a  6  to  5  score.  The  game  proved  very 
exciting  and  interesting  throughout,  for  when 
the  ninth  frame  was  completed  the  'Varsity  were 
neck  and  neck  with  the  soldiers,  only  to  lose 
out  in  the  tenth.  Though  Jones  was  hit  safely 
twelve  times,  he  should  have  been  credited  with 
another  victory,  had  his  team-mates  given  him 
proper  support.  With  one  out  in  the  tenth  and 
the  score  standing  five  all,  one  of  the  khaki 
boys  got  to  first,  stole  second,  and  scored  on  an 
error  by  McGeehan,  bringing  in  the  winning  run. 


Villanova                      r.     h.     o.  a.  e. 

Robmson,  cf , ,     1       2       1  0  0 

Sheehan,  ss 0       13  3  0 

McGeehan,  3b 1       1       0  2  2, 

Murray,  lb 0      0     12  1  2 

Brennan,  If 0       10  0  0 

McDermott,  rf 1       1       3  l  o 

Delaney,  2b 0       1       2  1  0 

Marrifino,  c 1       0       7  1  1 

Jones,  p 1       2       0  6  0 

Totals 5      9  *28  15  5 

*One  out  when  winning  run  was  scored. 

Camp  Crane                    r.    h.     o.  a.  e. 

Tate,  ss 10      4  3  2 

Dunne,  rf 0       12  0  0 

Hall,  c 115  2  0 

Emerick,  If 0       1       1  0  0 

Rowe,  3b 1      3       o  2  2 

McMuliin,  cf 1      2       1  0  0 

Adams,  lb 1      2     12  2  1 

Manhart,  2b 1       0       4  3  1 

Buxton,  p 0      2       0  4  0 

Leahey,  p o      0       1  2  0 

Totals 6     12     30  18  6 

Villanova 0     10003001     0—5  9  5 

Camp  Crane  ..12     1000001     1—6  12  6 

Two-base   hits  —  Robinson,   Emerick,  McMuliin. 

Adams.  Struck  out— By  Jones,  5;  Buxton,  2;  Leahey,  3. 
Base  on  balls— Jones,  7 ;  Buxton,  5;  Leahey,  2.  Umpire- 
Schneider, 


Ballad  of  An  Old-Timer 
"0  temporal  O  mores! '^  the  learned  student  said. 
Life's  m-odus  operandi  is  going  to  my  head. 
'Cum  una  voce,  so  it  seems,  the  world  has  but  one 

thought, 
'^By  vi  et  armis  only  can  the  worth-while  things  he 

sought.'' 

That  "  Vincit  omnia  Veritas"  nobody  now  will  hold. 
It's  "vive  le  roi!"  in  these  sad  days,  and  the  king. 

they  mean  is  "Gold". 
The  auri  sacra  fames  has  driven  Truth  away. 
And  " suaviler  in  modo,  elfortiier  in  re." 
Is  said  of  "rarae  aves"  in  these  prosaic  days. 
When  men   are  tout-a-fait  engrossed  in   this  wild 

money-craze. 
"  The  tempera  mutantur  et  nos  mutamus  too" 
They  say,  and  tell  me  they  know  more  than  Horace 

ever  knew. 
Sans  pern  and  sans  reproche  I  cried  "  You  have  no 

wisdom,  men!" 
'"'  The  su7mnurn  bonum  of  this  life  is  much  beyond 

your  ken! 
Quid  rides,  stulte,  sine  re?    You  know  not  why  you 

laugh. 
Do  you,  you  stupid  parvenu  dare  take  ine  for  a  calf? 
I  am  a  learned  classicist,  a  ^studious'  man. 
My  learning  bri?igs  me  far  more  joy  than  mo?iey 

ever  can." 
"  Ningu  no  en  la  casa!"  I  heard  somebody  say. 
" Descende   in   AvernumJ."    I  cried,    and  turtied 

away. 

H.  J.  W.,  '21. 


Newell — "How   near   did   you   come   to   the 
right  answer  to  the  third  problem?" 

Claffey — "Two  seats  away." 

*  *         * 

Delaney — "I  wish  this  war  would  end,  don't 
you,  Syl?" 

Benson— "Well,   I  don't  know;    I'd  hale  to 
think  of  going  to  school  again." 

*  *         * 

Drach — "Chicago  is  a  Swift  city." 

O'Leary — "Yes,  but  there  are  more  (Armour)." 

*  *         * 

Some  women  do  fancy  work  of  all  kinds  and 
others  don't  fancv  work  of  any  kind. 


Fogel — "You'd  have  to  go  a  long  way  to  find 
a  better  cigar  than  this." 

Gillespie — "Maybe  so,  but  I  know  where  I 

could  buy  one." 

*         *         * 

Shopkeeper  (to  traveling  salesman)^ — "Can't 
give  you  an  order;  quite  overstocked." 

Salesman — "Let  me  at  least  show  you   my 

samples." 

Shopkeeper — "Spare  yourself  the  trouble.  I 
can't  look  at  them." 

Salesman — "Then,  will  you  allow  me  to  look 
at  them  myself.  It's  three  weeks  since  I've  seen 
them." 


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Johnnie  Pickett — "I  want  a  dime  to  give  a 
lame  man,  Bill." 

Bill  Pickett— All  right.  Who  is  the  lame 
man?" 

Johnnie  Pickett — "Oh,  he  sells  tickets  at  the 

movies." 

*  *         * 

Mac — "She  was  as  irresistible  as  a  five-dollar 
bill  on  a  sidewalk." 

Spike — "You  simply  had  to  pick  her  up,  huh  ?" 

*  *         * 

Prefect — "Did  you  notice  the  beautiful  sun- 
rise this  morning?" 

McDermott — "No;  I  never  stay  up  as  late  as 

that." 

*  *         * 

Fritz  had  just  laughed  aloud  in  History  class. 
McKenna  then  quoted:  "  'Loud  laughter  be- 
speaks the  vacant  mind,'  says  Shakespeare." 

Fritz  retorted  by  citing:  "  'Every  man  is  a 
liar,' says  St.  Paul." 

*  *         * 

Granahan — "Times  have  changed.  A  war 
can't  be  won  nowadays  without  money." 

McCann — "  Name  one  that  ever  was." 

Granahan — "Why,  the  American  people 
fought  for  years  and  achieved  their  independence 
after  they  had  given  up  their  last  sovereign." 


A  Pennsylvanian  boasts  that  he  makes  a  soap 

that  would   "wash  a    solitician's  character  as 

white  as  snow."    There  must  be  a  good  deal  of 

"  lye  "  about  that  soap. 

*         *         * 

Wiegand — "What  became  of  that  poem,  'The 
Turtle  Dove,' I  sent  in?" 

Editor— "Oh,  we  put  that  in  a  pigeon-hole." 


My  Long  Distance  Girl 

I  see  you  nearly  every  day 

In  the  railway  car , 
And  like  the  humble  publican, 

I  worship  from  afar. 

Your  sparkling  eyes  of  deepest  blue 

Are  full  of  mystery. 
My  heart  within  me  seems  to  leap, 

When'er  you  smile  at  me. 

Your  hair,  a  glittering  mass  of  gold, 
Reflects  the  sun's  bright  beams: 

I  see  your  charming,  sunlit  face 
In  all  my  fondest  dreams. 

The  poets  say  that  distance  lends 

Enchantment  to  the  view; 
Perhaps  that  is  the  reason  why 

I  "fell"  so  hard  for  you. 

H.  J.  W.,  '2L 

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Bitabllshfid  Elgbtee'n  Hundred  and  Eighty-two    . 

PENN  FRUIT  COMPANY 

H.  L.  WESTCOTT 
Wholesale  Dealers  in 

Fruit   and    Produce 

14  North  Delaware  Avenue 

PHILADELPHIA.  PA. 

LOUIS  J.  MEYER.  Inc. 

MAKER  OF  GOLD  AND  SILVER 

Chalices  and  Clboriums 

Permission  (granted  to  handle  sacred  vessels 
for  repairing  and  replatinjf 

804  Walnut  Street 

PHILADELPHIA,  PA. 

Salco  Clothes 

Direct  from  Factory  Floor 
to  Wearer 

Men's  Suits  or 

Overcoats 
At  Wholesale 

$12.00  and  $14.50 

Retail  Stores  Charge  $18  and  $22 
for  the  Same  Clothes 

J.  Salsburg  Sons  &  Co. 

S.  E.  Cor.  9th  &  Sansom  Sts. 

2nd  Floor 

SPECIAL  ATTENTION  GIVEN  TO  STUDENTS 


F.  McMANUS, Jr.>f  CO. 

Printers,  Lithographers 

Loose  Leaf  and  Blank  Book  Makers 

21  North  6th  Street 

PHILADELPHIA 

MEN'S  FURNISHINGS 
Kay  Kay  Toggery  Shop 


77  E.  Main  Street 
NORRISTOWN 


LEO  J.  KIBBNAN 


ABTHUB  A.  KKLLT 


X-MAS   CARDS  AND   CALENDARS 

JOHN  H.  TAWS 

PHOTO  and  PHOTO  ENGRAVERS  SUPPLIES 
Developing,  Printing  and  Enlarging 


920  Arch  Street 


Philadelphia 


WABASH 
Cabinets  and  Supplies 


TWINLOCK 
Binders  and  Supplies 


JAMES   HOGAN  COMPANY 

Limited 

Office  Supplies  ::  Blank  Books 
Printing    ::   Lithoffraphing  ::  Engraving 

607   CHESTNUT   STREET 
PHILADELPHIA 


IN  DOING  SO,  MENTION  THE  VILLANOVAN 


John  J.  Hurley     . 


Thomas  A.  Kirsch 


Hurley  &  Kirsch 

Horseshoers 

SPECIAL    ATTENTION    GIVEN    TO 
LAME  AND  INTERFERING  HORSES 

SHOP 

X  Lancaster  Road  and  County  Line  Road 

ROSEMONT,  PA. 

TELEPHONE  CONNECTION 


"No  drinking  water  is  purer  than  that  made  from  melt- 
ing of  the  Bryn  Mawr  Ice  Company's  ice.made  from  dis- 
tilled water,  and  few  are  nearly  as  pure." 

Chemist  D.  W.  Horn 


BRYN    MAWR 
ICE    COMPANY 

BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 


Phone  117 


JAMES  E.  DOUGHERTY 
Manager 


CRESSMAN'S 


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CIGAR 


ALLEN  R.  CRESSMAN'S  SONS,  Makers 

THE  BRYN  MAWR  TRUST  CO. 

Bryn   Mawr,  Pa. 


Acts  as  Executor,  Administrator,  Guardian,  Trustee,  Etc. 


INSURES  TITLES  TO  REAL  ESTATE 
EVERY  BANKING  FACILITY 
INTEREST  ALLOWED  ON  DEPOSITS 

SILVER   AND    OTHER    VALUABLES   TAKEN    ON    STORAGE 


ANTHONY  A.  HIRST.  President 
WILLIAM  H.  RAMSEY.  Vice-President 


JOHN  S.  GARRIGUES,  Secretary  &  Treasurer 
PHILIP  A.  HART,  Trust  Officer 


PATRONIZE  OUR  ADVERTISERS 


B.  E.  LOEPER 

Diamonds,  Watches, 
Jewelry 

Manufacturer  of  Artistic  Jewelry 


112-114  South  nth  Street 

Below  Chestnut  St. 
PHILADELPHIA 


COLLEGE,  SCHOOL,  SOCIETY 
EMBLEMS.  MEDAL  CLASS 
PINS,  RINGS,  ETC.  SPECIAL 
DESIGNS  MADE    TO    ORDER. 


Chalices.  Ciboria  and 
Ostensoria 


We  specialize  in  repairing  and 
gilding  of  sacred   vessels,   etc. 


Frank  H.  Stewart 

Electric  Company 

EDSON   BROS. 

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110-112  Dock  Street 

ELECTRIC  SUPPLIES 

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37  and  39  North  Seventh  Street 
Philadelphia 

BUrTER         :        EGGS 

CHEESE    :    POULTRY 

Send  Jor  catalog  No.  221 

Proprietors  of  Tete-a-Tete  Coffee 

TETE   BROTHERS 

Importers  and  Jobbers  of  Teas  and  Coffees 

107  SOUTH  FRONT  STREET, 
Philadelphia 

Proprietors  of  Tete-a-Tete  Tea 


IN   DOING   SO,  MENTION   THE   VILLANOVAN 


The  Huston  Engraving  Co. 

253  and  255  North  12th  Street 

PHILADELPHIA 


Engraved  Calling  Cards 

Commencement  Invitations 

Ordination  Invitations 

and  College  Paper 


ESTABLISHED  1851 


Durand&Kasper  Co 

WHOLESALE  GROCERS 

Importers  and  Roasters  of 
High' Grade  Coffee 

LAKE,  UNION  AND  EAGLE  STREETS 

Chicago,  HL 


HENRY  C.  DURAND.  Pres.  and  Treas. 
PETER  J.  KASPER.  Vice-Pres. 
WALTER  B.  DOWNS.  Sec'y. 
EDWARD  McEVILLA.  Mgr.  Institutional  Dept. 


When  you  are  in  need  of   BOOKS 

call  at 

McVey^s  Book  Store 

1229  ARCH  STREET 

PHILADELPHIA.  PA. 


Your  old  friend  PHIL  will  be  on 
hand  on  Commencement  Day 


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Ice  Cream  Cones  and  Soft  Drinks 


FOR  MORE  THAN  FIFTY  YEARS 

The  Clerical  Tailoring  Department  of  Oak  Hall 
has  devoted  its  attention  to  one  thing — pro- 
duction of  all  apparel  suitable  for  any  and  all 
occasions  in  a  Clergyman's  varied  duties — 
both  civil  and  ecclesiastical. 

We  do  not  believe  that  there  is  another 
Clerical  Tailoring  Shop  in  the  East  that  serves 
so  large  a  clientele  among  Clergymen. 

And  it  is  worth  while  to  bring  forcibly  to 
your  attention  this  fact — of  all  the  men  of  the 
cloth  we  have  served  since  the  beginning  of  the 
war  not  a  single  one  has  returned  any  garment 
we  have  made  because  it  has  not  kept  its  color. 

And  once  more  we  guarantee  to  our  friends 
this  issue  of  paramount  importance — we  un- 
qualifiedly guarantee  every  garment  produced 
for  color — black  will  stay  black,  blue  will  stay 
blue  and  gray  will  stay  gray. 

Our  prices  will  be  reasonable  and  fair  as  al- 
ways and  we  will  not  forget  to  deduct  10% 
from  their  regular  price  in  accordance  with  our 
policy  of  more  than  fifty-six  years. 

JOSEPH  J.  McKERNAN  \ 
JOHN  W.  MITCHELL     / 


Salesmen 


WANAMAKER  &  BROWN 

Sixth  and  Market  Sts.  Philadelphia 


Office  Phone 
Bell.  Lombard  785 


Residence  Piione 
Keystone.  West  50-33  D 
Bell,  Belmont  22-33  W 


J.  C.  SWISHER 

BROKER  AND  SHIPPER 

Fruit,  Produce,  6?c. 

INSTITUTIONS  A  SPECIALTY 

Dock  &  Walnut  Sts.       Philadelphia,  Pa. 


PATRONIZE   OUR  ADVERTISERS 


CLINTON'S   FAMOUS   HAIR   BRUSH 

Stiff-Penetrating  Bristles 

E.  CLINTON  &  COMPANY,  Inc. 
2119-2121   Arch  Street 


Philadelphia 

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JOSEPH  J.  O'LOUGHLIN 

141   North  Ninth  Street 
Philadelphia 

4^    Frings 
^'m  Bros. 
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DIAMONDS    AND  WATCHES 

specialists  in 

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DIAMOND  JEWELRY 

Valuations  for  Estates                Established  1682 

Fine  Watch  Repairing 

Victor  V.  Clad  Coippany 

217  &  219  So.  nth  St.,   Philadelphia 


Manufacturers    of 


Cooking  Apparatus  for  Colleges  and  Institutions 


IN   DOING  SO,  MENTION  THE  VILLANOVAN 


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MR.  J.  E.  YOUNG 

whom  you  all  know,  takes  great 
pleasure  in  introducing  to  the 
Villanova  students 

The  Seventh  Guilford  Store 

1416  So.  Penn  Square 


Mr.  Young  is  at  your  service  at  our  new  store.  He  will  strive 
to  please  you  in  your  every  haberdashery  requirement.  His 
personal  knowledge  of  "what  is  what"  in  men's  ahead-of-the-minute  styles  will  be  of  value 
to  you.  We  call  particular  attention  to  the  Summer  preparedness  along  the  line  of  our 
new  stock  of  "Pull-Proof"  Ties,  Shirts  and  Underwear.  Mr.  Young  will  be  glad  to  welcome 
you  personally.     Call  and  introduce  yourself. 


1038  MARKET  ST.      1430  CHESTNUT  ST. 
1305  MARKET  ST.      BROAD  &  GIRARD  AVE. 
2436  N.  FRONT  ST.    3647  WOODLAND  AVE. 


SIX  STORES 


Windsor 
Hotel  ^ 

Midway  between  Broad  Street  and  Reading  Terminal  on 

FILBERT  STREET 

Banquets  a  Specialty 


Rates,  $1.00  up 


PRESS  OF  WESTBROOK   PUBLISHING  CO.,    PHILADELPHIA   AND   NEW   YORK 


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Alfred  Lo^wry  St  Brov 

Wholesale  Grocers 

50-54  North  Delaware  Avenue 
Tartan  49-53  North  water  street 

Brands  Philadelphia,  Pa. 

THE  SACRAMENT  OF  FRIENDSHIP"^ 

By  the  REV.  HENRY  C.  SCHUYLER,  S.T.L. 

12mo.    218  pp.    $1.10,  net 

"  Every  one  of  the  meditlons  is  excellent.    Seldom  have  we  seen  a  work 
which  can  be  more  unreservedly  commended  for  the  faithful." — The  Lamp. 


THE  COURAGE  OF  CHRIST 
127  pages        Illustrated 


THE  CHARITY  OF  CHRIST 
177  pages        illustrated 


THE  Obedience  of  Christ 

139  pages        Illustrated 


A  DIVINE  Friend 

142  pages        Illustrated 


Each,  Sixty  Cents.  Boxed,  Four  Volumes.  $2.40 

PETER  REILLY,  Publisher-Importer 

133  North  Thirteenth  Street  Philadelphia 

"THERE  IS  BUT  ONE  WOODOLEUM— ACCEPT  NO  IMITATION" 

For  Colleges,  Hotels,  Theatres,  Dance  Halls 
in  Bath  Rooms,  Kitchens,  etc. 

"Woodoleum  Floors" 

ARE  THE  BEST,  BY  YEARS  OF  TEST 

Woodoleum  floors  laid  anywhere  in  the  United  States. 

WOODOLEUM  MANUFACTURING  COMPANY 

Send  for  Catalogue  LIBERTY  BUILDING,  PHILADELPHIA,  PA. 

Continental-Equitable  Title  and  Trust  Co. 

TWELFTH  STREET,  ABOVE  CHESTNUT 


Capital,  $1,000,000  Surplus,  $1,000,000 

Acts  as  Ezccntor,  Administrator,  Trustee,  Guardian  and  Surety 
PATS  INTEBEST  ON  DEPOSITS 

SAFE  DEPOSIT  BOXES  TO  RENT 


OFFICERS 

JOHN  F.  SKELLT,  President  JOHN  B.  UMSTED,  Vice  President  A.  S.  PETERSON,  Title  OfHcer 

JEBEMIAH  J.  SULLIVAN,  Vice  Pres't.        JOHN  V.  LOUGIINJST,  Scc'y  and  Treas.  HABBY  V.  STITZELI^,   Trust  Of  fleer 

JOHN  M.  CAMPBELL,  Vice  President  EDWABD  T.  SMITH,  Asst.  Sec'r  &  Treas.  ALEXANDEB  SIMPSON,  Jr.,  CoudmI 

PATRONIZE  OUR  ADVEKTISERS 


Mens  Clothing 

READY-TO-WEAR 
and  TAILORED-TO-MEASURE 

Mens  Furnishings 

Underwear  and  Hosiery 

ASSORTMENTS  UNEXCELLED 

Athletic  Sports 

REQUISITES  FOR  ALL 
INDOOR  AND  OUTDOOR  GAMES 


Strawbridge 
&    Clothier 

PHILADELPHIA 


Electrical 
Machinery 

Frank  Toomey,  Inc. 

127-129-131    N.   3d  St. 
Philadelphia,  Pa. 


New  Bryn  Mawr  Theatre 

Under  New  Ownership  and  Management 

Showing  all  photoplays  of  Artcraft,  Paramount, 
Vitagraph,  Fox,  and  all  the  leading  releases,  first 
in  Bryn  Mawr  Theatre  along  the  Main  Line. 

Two  shows  nightly — 7  and  9  sharp 
Saturday  matinee  at  2.30 

ADMISSION,  10  Cents  and  15  Cents 
W.  H.  HASSINGER,  ,Proprietor>nd^Manager 


AUGUSTIN  &  BAPTISTE 
CA  TERERS 

255  and  257  South  15th  Street 
Philadelphia 


'Phone  Spruce  3137 


Eat  Freihofer's  Bread 


IN    DOING  SO,  MENTION   THE  VILLANOVAN 


Alfred  Lo^wry  St  Bro. 

Wholesale  Grocers 

50-54  North  Delaware  Avenue 
Tartan  49-53  North  water  Street 

Brands  Philadelphia,  Pa. 


THE  SACRAMENT  OF  FRIENDSHIP 

By  the  REV.  HENRY  C.  SCHUYLER,  S.T.L. 
12mo.    218  pp.    $1.10,  net 


j  "  Every  one  of  the  medltlons  fa  excellent.    'SMdom  have  we  aeen  a  work 

I  ■■  which  can  be  more  unreservedly  commended  fw  the  faithful." — The  Lamp. 


THE  COURAGE  OF  CHRIST 
127  pages        Illustrated 


THE  Charity  of  Christ 

177  pages        Illuatrated 


THE  Obedience  of  Christ 

139  pages        Illustrated 


A  DIVINE  Friend 

142  pages       Illustrated 


OFFICERS 

JOHN  F.  8KELLT,  President                       JOHN  B.  UMSTEO,  Vice  President  A.  S.  PETEBSON.Tltle  Offlcer 

JEBrailAH  t.  SULLIVAN,  Vice  PresH.        JOHN  T.  LOUGHNET,  Sec'F  and  Treas.  HABBT  F.  STITZELL,  Trust  Officer 

JOHN  M.  CAMPBELL,  Vice  President           EDWABD  T.  SMITH.  Asst.  Sec'y  &  Treas.  ALEXANDEB  SIMPSON,  Jr.,  CoaoMl 


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PETER  REILLY,  Publlsher-^lmparter 

133  North  Thirteenth  Street  Philadelphia 

"THERE  IS  BUT  ONE  WOODOLEUM— ACCEPT  NO  IMITATION" 

For  Colleges,  Hotels,  Theatres,  Dance  Halls 
in  Bath  Rooms,  Kitchens,  etc. 

"Woodoleum  Floors" 

ARE  THE  BEST,   BY  YEARS  OF  TEST 

Woodoleum  floors  laid  anywhere  in  the  United  States. 

WOODOLEUM  MANUFACTURING  COMPANY 

Send  for  Catalogue  LIBERTY  BUILDING,  PHILADELPHIA,  PA. 

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Continental-Equitable  Title  and  Trust  Co.  4 

TWELFTH  STREET,  ABOVE  CHESTNUT  | 

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Capital  $1,000,000  Surplus,  $1,000,000      j^ 

Acts  as  Execntor,  Administrator,  Trustee,  Guardian  and  Surety 
PATS  INTEBEST  ON  DEPOSITS 

SAFE  DEPOSIT  BOXES  TO  RENT 


PATRONIZE  OUR  ADVERTISERS 


Men  s  Clothing 

READY-TO-WEAR 
and  TAILORED-TO-MEASURE 

Mens  Furnishings 

Underwear  and  Hosiery 

ASSORTMENTS  UNEXCELLED 

Athletic  Sports 

REQUISITES  FOR  ALL 
INDOOR  AND  OUTDOOR  GAMES 


Strawbridge 
&    Clothier 

PHILADELPHIA 


Electrical 
Machinery 

Frank  Toomey,  Inc. 

127-129-131    N.   3d  St. 
Philadelphia,  Pa. 

New  Bryn  Mawr  Theatre 

Under  New  Ownership  and  Management 

Showing  all  photoplays  of  Artcraft,  Paramount, 
Vitagraph,  Fox,  and  all  the  leading  releases,  first 
in  Bryn  Mawr  Theatre  along  the  Main  Line. 

Two  shows  nightly — 7  and  9  sharp 
Saturday  matinee  at  2.30 

ADMISSION,  10  Cents  and  15  Cents 

W.  H.  HASSINGER,  ,Proprietor>ndiManager 


AUGUSTIN  &  BAPTISTE 
CATERERS 

255  and  257  South  15th  Street 
Philadelphia 


'Phone  Spruce  3137 


Eat  Freihofer's  Bread 


IN   DOING  SO,  MENTION   THE  VILLANOVAN 


Contents 


DIAMOND  JUBILEE  ODE 

Michael  J.  Locke,  O.  S.  A. 


OUR   JUBILEE ........: 6 


SALUTATORY. 


8 


Edward  V.  Stanford,  '18 


CONFERRAL  OF  HONORARY  DEGREES 10 

VALEDICTORY 12 

Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  '18 


ADDRESS  TO  GRADUATES 

Hon.  Joseph  E.  Ransdell,  LL.D. 

ADDRESS 


Hon.  Thomas  Riley  Marshall,  J.D. 


14 


20 


PONTIFICAL  MASS 22 

JUBILEE  SERMON 23 

J.  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A. 

ALUMNI    BANQUET 29 

VILLANOVA  TWENTY-FIVE  YEARS  AGO 34 

Hon.  Charles  D.  McAvoy,  '98 

THE   SPIRIT   OF   VILLANOVA 37 

Prof.  Charles  A.  McGeehan,  '12 

FLAG   RAISING 39 


GERMAN   WAR    PREPARATIONS 

Chaplain  George  J.  Waring 


41 


P      II        I 


THE     VI  LLANO VAN 

Vol.  IL  JULY,  1918  .  No.  6 


Diamond  Jubilee  Ode 


Loudly  the  bells  are  ringing, 
Sweetly  the  birds  are  singing, 
Brightly  the  sun  is  flinging, 
A  glow  over  land  and  sky ; 
Gay  is  the  students' meeting. 
Warm  the  Fathers'  greeting. 
Proudly  all  hearts  are  beating, 
Made  one  by  scholastic  ^ ay. 

Joy  to  Villanova,  joy! 

This  day  her  Diamond  Crown  is  won, 

And  Alma  Mater's  every  son  rejoices. 

From  far  and  near,  resounds  a  cheer; 

From  Church  and  State 

From  small  and  great,  -^ 

From  Graduate,  of  cap  and  ring. 

From  Pope  and  King, 

From  Over  There,  from  everywhere, 

A  *' Salve''  or  an  ''Ave''  comes 

m  divers  tongues  and  voices. 

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And  all  because  a  Crown  is  won 
In  guerdon  of  a  race  well  run. 
Of  giant  labor,  quietly  done, 
Of  worth  without  alloy. 

Three-quarters  of  a  century  of  fame 
Linked  with  pure  monastic  glory! 
Hence  her  claim, 

That  her  record  and  her  name  be  entwined 
And  enshrined  in  epic  story. 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


To  this  scene  of  diamond  splendor, 
With  affection  strong  and  tender, 
Gather  we  this  summer  morning 
'Neath  the  sunshine  soft  adorning 
Towers  and  spires  of  church  and  college, 
Types  of  faith  and  human  knowledge 
lliat  bespeak  a  source  divine. 
And  as  memory  backward  ranges 
We  are  awe- struck  at  the  changes 
Which  grey  time  has  interjected 
Since  the  plan  was  first  projected. 
How  the  ''mustard  seed''  has  thriven! 
How  the  Gard'ners  all  have  striven! 
Since  the  primal  impulse  given 
From  an  Augustinian  Shrine! 

Broad  were  the  minds  that  planned 

Your  outlines  when  first  unfolding, 

Brave  were  the  hearts  and  grand 

Believing,  tho' not  beholding. 

And  still  as  you  blossomed  and  twined 

In  mystical  meaning  and  moulding. 

An  equal  measure  of  Heart  and  Mind 

Was  ever  your  growth  upholding 

Till  the  Founders'  thought 

Stood  forth  enwr ought, 

And  ''the  greening  was  lost  in  the  golding." 

And  now  as  the  gold  makes  way 
For  diamonds  of  purest  lustre, 
Let  us  of  the  later  day 
More  fondly  around  her  cluster. 
Be  it  ours  to  stand  by  her  side — 
No. matter  what  foes  opposing — 
Till  the  gates  of  the  future  open  wide 
Her  Century's  dawn  disclosing. 

Michael  J.  Locke,  O.  S.  A. 


His  Excellency  Archbishop  John  Bonzano,  D.D.,  Apostolic 
Delegate. — Courtesy  of  Catholic  Standard  and  Times. 


Hon.  Thcmas    Riley  Marshall,    J.D.,    Vice-President    of 
the  United  States. 


Hon.  Joseph  E.  Ransdell,  LL.D.,  U.  S.  Senator  from 
Louisiana. 


His  Excellency  M.  E.  de  Cartier,  LL.D.,  Belgian  Minister 
to  the  Unit2d  States. 


Presiding   Officer  and   Recipients  of  Honorary  Degrees  at 
Commencement  Exercises  June  11,  1918. 


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]\'ds  cvci  your  •^/oidli  u pholdiuii 

Pill  the  l-duiidrrs'  lliouidi! 

SiOixl  t'orPi  cuicrou'jlit . 

And  "the  'j,reeunii,[  leus  lost  m  the  ;v)/(7/;/;^." 


A  'id  iieie  (IS  the  :,'('/(7  jiuikes  icay 
/■(d-  did  111  Olid  s  of  purest  lustre, 
Pet  us  (d  the  Idler  day 
}hire  idudl y  droit nd  her  (duster, 
he  jl  ours  to  stoiid  hy  her  side^  - 
.\n  matter  leltdt  foes  opposiu'^    - 
Pill  lilt'  tidies  of  the  future  open  liide 
IP'!   i'l  ntury' s  ddien  disilosiii'.^. 

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i 'ilt'i;,:lr.   -(  (lurlcsN'  ol   Cdllid/ir  Sluudifd  iiiid  Tiiin's. 


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I  he  I  'niicc]  Siai('>. 


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Prosiclirsii   Officer   and    Kecipionts   of    Honorary    Doiireos   at 
(^onmioncemont    Kxercises   Juno    11,    1')1S. 


THE   VI  LLANO VAN 


Our  Jubilee 


THE  year  1918  will  long  remain  a  m.emor- 
able  one  in  the  annals  of  Villanova.  It 
marked  the  culmination  of  seventy-five 
years  of  academic  effort  in  the  cause  of  Chris- 
tian education  and  witnessed  a  celebration  which 
has  been  unrivalled  in  the  long  history  of  the 
College.  Though,  because  of  the  exceptional 
circumstances  of  war-tim.e,  no  elaborate  plans 
had  been  made  for  a  form.al  celebration  of  the 
EHam-ond  Jubilee,  the  result  achieved  could 
scarcely  have  been  surpassed.  Certainly,  it  was 
all  that  could  be  wished  for,  and  far  exceeded  all 
expectations.  The  exercises  began  with  the 
alumni  reunion  and  banquet,  June  10,  and  were 
brought  to  a  fitting  clim.ax  with  Solemn  Pon- 
tifical Mass  celebrated  by  His  Excellency,  the 
Apostolic  Delegate,  Archbishop  John  Bonzano, 
D.D.,  on  the  m.orning  of  June  11,  and  the 
Commencement  held  on  the  lawn  in  the  after- 
noon of  the  same  day.  The  spirit  of  joy,  and 
of  loyalty  and  devotion  to  Alma  Mater,  was 
everywhere  in  evidence;  and  the  Faculty,  stu- 
dents, alum.ni  and  friends  of  Villanova  had 
abundant  reasons  to  rejoice  and  feel  proud  in 
the  honors  shown  to  their  beloved  institution 
on  this  occasion.  Graced  by  the  presence  of 
the  Apostolic  Delegate  and  the  three  Right  Rev- 
erend Bishops,  Philip  R.  McDevitt  of  Harris- 
burg,  John  J.  Monaghan  of  Wilmington,  and 
Michael  J.  Hoban  of  Scranton,  with  His  Excel- 
lency Thomas  Riley  Marshall,  His  Excellency 
M.  E.  de  Cartier,  the  Belgian  Minister  to  the 
United  States,  and  the  Honorable  Joseph  E. 
Ransdell,  United  States  Senator  from  Louisiana, 
the  recipients  of  honorary  degrees,  the  Com- 
mencement of  1918  will  ever  stand  out  as  one  of 
the  most  notable  in  the  history  of  Villanova. 
It  had  another  unique  distinction  in  that  degrees 
for  the  first  time  were  conferred  upon  women: 
Sister  M.  Cosmas  and  Sister  M.  Dolora  of  the 
Congregation  of  the  Immaculate  Heart  of  Mary 
receiving  the  A.  B.  degree. 

The  distinguished  gathering  of  clergy  and 
laity,  the  large  number  of  alumni  and  friends, 
all  combined  to  add  lustre  to  the  occasion.    The 


weather,  too,  was  ideal,  so  that  nothing  hap- 
pened to  mar  the  pleasure  of  the  day.  The 
presence  of  sons  of  Villanova  clad  in  army  khaki 
and  navy  blue,  the  degrees  conferred  on  grad- 
uates "in  the  service  somewhere  in  France", 
the  spirit  of  the  various  addresses,  added  the 
touch  of  war  and  brought  out  the  loyal  patriot- 
ism of  the  Catholic  college. 

The  scene  on  the  lawn  in  the  quadrangle  of 
the  College,  with  the  service  flag  as  the  back- 
ground, and  the  stars  and  stripes  and  the  flags 
of  the  Allied  Nations  floating  in  the  breeze, 
furnished  an  ideal  setting  and  brought  out  the 
beauties  of  Villanova,  which  never  showed  to 
better  advantage:  the  lawns,  the  trees,  the 
flowers, — all  seemed  to  realize  that  it  was  an 
occasion  for  rejoicing  and  bedecked  themselves 
in  brightest  array.  Altogether,  it  was  a  memor- 
able day — one  never  to  be  forgotten. 

The  following  is  the  program  of  Comm.ence- 
ment  exercises : 

March 

Invocation Right  Rev.  John  J.  Monaghan,  D.D. 

Bishop  of  Wilmington 

Salutatory Edward  V.  Stanford,  A.B. 

Band 

Conferring  of  Degrees 

Valedictory Joseph  O'Leary,  B.S. 


Address  to  Graduates 


Band 

Hon.  Joseph  E.  Ransdell,  LL.D. 

United  States  Senator  from  Louisiana 


Band 

Address His  Excellency  E.  de  Cartier,  LL.D. 

Belgian  Minister  to  the  United  States 
Address 

His  Excellency  Thomas  Riley  Marshall,  J.D. 
Vice-President  of  the  United  States 
Benediction 

His  Grace  Most  Rev.  John  Bonzano,  D.D. 
Apostolic  Delegate  to  the  United  States 

Star  Spangled  Banner 

Music  by  Villanova  College  Band 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


Degrees  Conferred 
The  honorary  degree  of  Doctor  of  Jurispru- 
dence was  conferred  upon  Thomas  Riley 
Marshall,  Vice-President  of  the  United  States. 
The  honorary  degree  of  Doctor  of  Laws  was 
conferred  upon  Joseph  E.  Ransdell,  United 
States  Senator  from  Louisiana,  and  M.  E.  de 
Cartier,  Belgian  minister  to  the  United  States. 

Other  degrees  conferred  were: 

Master  of  Arts — Rev.  James  P.  Brice,  Jeremiah  J. 
Fogarty,  Rev.  Walter  F.  Gough,  Rev.  Howard  A.  Grelis, 
Rev.  John  J.  Harris,  Rev.  John  H.  Hughes,  John  J.  Kelly, 
Rev.  Charles  J.  Melchior,  Rev.  John  J.  McCabe,  Rev. 
John  A.  McCloskey,  Rev.  Cornelius  F.  McGinty,  Patrick 
J.  O'Brien,  Thomas  G.  O'Malley,  Rev.  George  A.  O'Meara, 
Sylvester  F.  Sabbatino,  U.  S.  N.,  and  Rev.  John  A. 
Sparrow.  » 

Civil  Engineer — John  J.  Sweeney. 

Electrical  Engineer — James  R.  Koch. 

Bachelor  of  Arts — Sylvester  R.  Benson,  Francis  J.  Casey, 
Michael  P.  Fogarty,  Joseph  E.  Heney,  Sylvester  J.  Mar- 
tin, Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  Vincent  L.  Molyneaux,  Francis 
E.  O' Bryan,  William  F.  Sheedy,  Edward  V.  Stanford, 
Sister  M.  Dolora,  Sister  M.  Cosmas. 

Bachelor    of   Science    in    Civil    Engineering — Armando 


Alvarez;  James  L.  Haughey,  John  L.  Larkin,  Charles  H^ 
McGuckin,  John  F.  Sheehan. 

Bachelor  of  Science  in  Electrical  Engineering — Edgar 
Drach,  Collier  J.  Griswold,  Paul  A.  O'Brien,  Joseph 
O'Leary,  Harry  M.  Towhey. 

Gold  Medal  for  Evidence  of  Religion,  presented  by  the 
President  and  Faculty,  Henry  A.  Caffrey,  '19;  gold 
medal  for  Philosophy,  presented  by  the  Very  Rev.  Charles 
M.  Driscoll,  O.  S.  A.,  Provincial,  to  William  F.  Sheedy, 
'18;  gold  medal  for  Classics,  founded  by  Mrs.  William 
F.  Harrity,  to  Thomas  J.  Blessington,  '20;  gold  medal  for 
Mathematics,  founded  in  memory  of  Bernard  Corr,  to 
Peter  J.  Malick,  '20;  gold  medal  for  Excellence  in  Engi- 
neering, presented  by  Albert  W.  Strecker,  to  Joseph 
O'Leary,  '18;  gold  medal  for  English  Literature,  pre- 
sented by  F.  W.  Steinbock,  to  Edward  V.  Stanford,  '18; 
gold  medal  for  Engineering  Thesis,  presented  by  the 
Engineering  Society  of  Villanova  College,  to  Joseph  T, 
Waugh,  '20;  gold  medal  for  Christian  Doctrine,  Prepara- 
tory School,  Arthur  A.  Malone,  Prep.  '18;  gold  medal 
for  Christian  Doctrine,  Tolentine  Academy,  Byron 
DeGuire. 

Preparatory  Certificates — Ferdinando  L.  de  la  Barra, 
Alexander  J.  Christie,  Hugh  V.  McGeeban,  Duardo  L. 
de  la  Barra,  Robert  W.  Connelly,  Thomas  J.  McGrath, 
Thomas  P.  Mullen,  Joseph  J.  Burke,  Michael  A.  Grieco, 
Arthur  A.  Malone. 


8; 


"THE   VILLANOVAN 


Salutatory 


By  Edward  V.  Stanford 


JUSTIFICATION  OF  THE  AMERICAN  CAUSE 


TODAY  the  members  of  the  class  of  1918 
receive  with  cordial  hearts,  you,  our  stead- 
fast friends,  and  our  distinguished  guests. 
With  an  especial  fond  remembrance  of  self- 
sacrificing  efforts  on  their  part,  through  which 
we  have  been  enabled  to  receive  the  blessings 
of  a  Christian  education,  we  welcome  our 
fathers  and  mothers.  True  the  stress  of  war  has 
dimmed  our  preparations  to  receive  you  on  this 
occasion  of  our  diamond  jubilee,  but  it  has  not 
lessened  the  warmth  of  our  greeting.  The  needs 
of  war  have  depleted  the  ranks  of  our  class,  but 
those  absent  ones,  though  separated  by  distance 
are  here  in  spirit  to  salute  you.  War  is  upper- 
most in  our  minds  today  as  it  has  been  every 
day  since  we  first  heard  its  clarion  call.  Let  us 
turn,  then,  to  our  country  and  take  into  con- 
sideration the  justification  of  her  policy. 

The  United  States  is  a  country  eminently 
fitted  to  sustain  a  hardy,  peace-loving  race.  It 
shares  within  its  limits  almost  all  the  varieties 
of  climate  to  be  found  on  our  globe.  It  links 
the  snow-  and  ice-covered  lands  of  the  North 
with  the  rolling  prairies  and  plateaus  of  the 
South.  It  participates  in  the  fertility  of  the 
fields  and  plains  of  Europe  and  scorches  beneath 
the  torrid  suns  of  a  Sahara.  In  a  word,  it 
embraces  within  its  lim.its  everything  capable  of 
satisfying  the  different  and  varying  wants  of 
men.  For  this  reason  it  is  a  country  by  its  very 
nature  suitable  to  separation  and  non-depend- 
ence from,  the  peoples  of  Europe.  There  is 
embodied  in  our  well-known  Monroe  Doctrine 
a  policy  of  abstension  from  European  alliances. 
Such  a  policy  has  ever  been  held  sacred  and 
faithfully  lived  up  to  by  our  government.  Thus 
we  have  lived  in  a  God-blessed  prosperous  land, 
which  only  a  peace-loving  upright  nation  could 
tenant  and  bring  to  so  high  a  state  of  prosperity. 
But  now  it  would  seem  that  this  policy  has 
been  summarily  cast  aside  and  we  have  entered 
into  a  most  terrible  war,  as  far  from,  our  spirit 
and  genius  as  it  is  from  our  shore.     How,  now, 


can  we  explain  so  radical  a  departure  from,  our 
cherished  ideals?  What  can  we  say  for  this 
unprecedented  shattering  of  our  foreign  policy? 
The  Monroe  Doctrine  never  contemplated  such 
an  exigency  as  we  find  today.  No  one  could 
have  foreseen  the  contingencies  we  have  had  to 
face.  Even  if  our  present  policy,  which  we  are 
forced  to  use  under  the  strongest  provocations, 
can  be  proven  contrary  to  the  tim.e-honored 
tenets  of  this  service-worn  document,  which  we 
utterly  deny,  it  must  not  be  annulled. 

We  have  entered  this  present  struggle  only 
after  weighty  considerations,  and  with  deep- 
felt  reluctance.  We  were  compelled  to  under- 
take our  own  self-defense,  we  had  an  obliga- 
tion to  hum.anity  to  uphold  the  standards  of 
civilization  and  democracy.  The  integrity  and 
safety  of  the  Republic  demanded  war,  and  what 
other  possible  way  lay  open  to  us,  other  than 
the  avenue  of  war? 

A  formal  declaration  of  war,  it  is  true,  issued 
from  the  congressional  chambers  of  our  govern- 
ment, but  war  had,  in  fact,  been  declared  already 
in  the  determination  of  patriotic  citizens 
throughout  this  broad  land  on  account  of  the 
overt  acts  of  the  Imperial  German  government. 
Our  declaration  was  nothing  more  than  the 
acceptance  of  the  challenge  of  that  government. 
We  met  it  fearlessly,  yet  not  impulsively,  but 
with  calm  deliberation.  Our  foes  by  their 
diplom_atic  intrigues  with  our  nearest  neighbors, 
by  their  contemptible  insidious  operations  in 
the  midst  of  our  industrial  institutions,  by  their 
intolerable  system,  of  espionage  within  our  own 
confines  and  in  the  very  offices  of  our  govern- 
ment, manifested  only  too  clearly  their  intent 
with  regard  to  the  United  States.  When  their 
invasive  operations  on  the  seas  against  our 
merchant  marine  began,  with  the  loss  of  life 
and  property  to  American  citizeiis,  their  policy 
could  no  longer  remain  in  doubt.  Even  in  the 
face  of  these  manifest  hostile  intentions,  the 
American  people  were  for  a  long  time  reluctant 


THEVILLANOVAN         -  9 

to  believe  that  Imperialism,  contained  any  trace  principles    we    are    offering    up    the    supreme 

of  menace  for  them,  separated,  as  they  thought,  sacrifice  of  the  flower  of  our  young  manhood  on 

by  a  broad  expanse  q(  ocean,  and  free  as  they  the  altar  of  war. 

were  from  entangling  relation  with   European         ™,  .  ^u  ...  l  •        i    i 

„  °  ,  ,         ,  Ihese  are  the  causes  that  have  convmced  the 

eovernm.ents.     We  wanted  peace  and  we  knew  .        .  i  -^i  .     ,        , 

^  ,  ,       ,  ,  ,  1      •  J  e  American    people,    with    a    conviction    born    of 

we  could  rely  on  the  prudence  and  wisdom,  of  .  ^i    ^    ^i    •  •      •  ^^ 

,„,,.,        ,  .    ^  .     .  experience,    that  -their   cause   is    lust.      Every 

our  government  at  Washingcon  to  maintain  it,  ,  .•       i       ,  ,    ,  .       , 

,  ^  ,  11      1     •     .1  a-  ^  ounce  of  prevention  has  been  expended  in  the 


fruitless  attempt  to  bring  our  foes  to  reason. 


and  not  to  enmesh  us  needlessly  in  the  conflict. 

In  the  pursuance  of  our  peaceful  ideals  we  had  r,    ^              .         ,,                         ,   ,           r       ,  ,. 

,  .   .              1    f      ^1      1                 J  •     .  out  now,  since  that  great  pendulum  of  public 

become  a  shining  mark  tor  the  humor  and  jest  ...        ,               ,  ,                   ,    ^          . 

c              J.     ,           ,                  r        1  opinion  has  been  rudely  swerved  from  its  arc 

of  nations,     bome  radical  people  even  reterred  „              •  ^      ,    .     r             i 

,     ,        1  •         .ITT-               ^Ti7    1  oi  peace  into  that  oi  war,  there  is  no  stopping 

to  us  as  the  laughing  Stock  of  Europe.    We  bore  .,            ,         .        .,          ...         ...       .    .         .     . 

,,      .  ,               1         1      r       .•        1        ^-                uM  It,  no  changing  ii,  until  the  militaristic  pnnci- 

all  with  an  unheard  of  national  patience  until  ,     ^,    ,      -if.      •  i  ,   •           i     ,          , 

,      .    ^       .^          ,  ,              r  .uu     r>       ur               .^  pl^  that  might  IS  right  is  crushed  to  the  earth 

the  integrity  and  honor  of  the  Republic  was  at  ,     .             .        r           i       i 

,       ,,                        ^           ^               .     ,           .  .  and  there  arises  from  the  dust  of  its  ruins  a 

stake,  then  our  great  country  rose  in  her  might  •     •   ,             •        ^      •  i     i      r       , 

.  ,  '  1  •  ,  •  •  ,  .  1.  -u  .•  principle  consistent  with  the  freedom  and  peace 
without  any  shrinking,  wichout  any  hesitation.  „  ^,  ,  ,  ^,  •  i  ,  i  •  •  , 
^.  ,  .  .  .  ,  ,  ^,  of  the  world,  that  right  alone  is  might. 
Time  and  ever  increasing  evidence  to  the  con- 
trary made  our  war  with  the  autocratic  German  This  is  the  spirit  that  animates  the  great  body 
imperative,  if  for  no  other  motive  than  the  of  the  American  people,  this  is  the  spirit  of  our 
primary  duty  of  national  self-defense.  colleges,  this  is  the  spirit  of  Villanova.  Every 
There  is  another  cause  underlying  and  justi-  throb  in  the  pulse  of  the  nation  finds  a  sympa- 
fying  America's  entrance  into  the  war.  It  is  thetic  response  within  these  hallowed  precincts 
not  a  personal  cause — it  is  the  cause  of  human-  of  Alma  Mater.  Her  heart  beats  in  unison  with 
ity,  a  defense  of  the  peaceful  democracies  of  the  the  great  national  heart  of  our  country.  The 
world.  This  is  an  ideal  justification,  to  be  sure,  rumble  of  the  march  of  countless  ranks  of  khaki- 
but  it  is  an  ideal  for  which  our  country  has  done  clad  lads  is  heard  even  here,  and  vacant  seats 
so  much  in  the  past  to  realize.  Will  she  now  testify  to  the  trueness  of  the  sound.  Alma 
suffer  the  spread  of  this  ideal  to  be  impeded  Mater  is  doing  nobly  in  rnaking  us  God-fearing, 
by  the  brutal  arms  of  a  fiendish  autocratic  cult?  patriotic  sons,  instilling  into  our  minds  the  duty 
Will  she  sufTer  this  ideal  as  embodied  in  herself  of  self-sacrifiqe  for  God  and  country.  We 
to  be  threatened  with  ultimate  destruction?  acknowledge  our  debt  of  gratitude  to  her  and 
Every  drop  of  patriotic  red  blood  coursing  we  want  you  to  appreciate  as  we  do  the  great 
through  the  hearts  of  her  brave  defenders  work  she  is  doing  in  this  crucial  test  of  the 
emphatically  answers,  no.  The  world  in  the  nation.  With  such  a  spirit  permeating  our 
words  of  our  sterling  President  must  be  made  broad  land,  who  can  doubt  even  for  a  moment 
safe  for  democracy.  No  sacrifice  is  too  great  the  outcome  of  this  great  conflict,  who  can 
to  make  this  democratic  spirit  of  justice  prevail  question  that  a  cause  so  just  and  so  necessary 
over  the  imperial  injustice  of  military-mad  to  humanity  will  come  to  naught  before  the 
Germany.      To    uphold    these    high   ideals   and  brigand  arms  of  a  ruthless  and  reckless  foe. 


.10   ::  ;..::'^''-' ,  V  ,:/.''^'  ■;■:::.'■  TH  E  viLLANov-AN"  ■.,. ;-:  v-^'-.;  ■;.;-■  ■;:■ 

Conferral  of  Honorary  Degrees 

'                                           By  Joseph  W.  Paquette,  '20 

IN  presenting  Hon.  Thomas  Riley  Marshall  as  a  friend  of  Villanova,  as  an  ardent  ally  and 

for  the  degree  of  Doctor  of  Jurisprudence,  devoted  champion  of  those  Catholic  ideals,  to 

Rev.    F.    A.     Driscoll,    Vice-President    of  which  our  lives  and  institutions  have  been  con- 

Villanova,  said:  secrated.     Allow  me  then.  Rev.  President,   to 

"  But  three  times  has  Villanova  conferred  the  present  the  Honorable  Joseph  E.   Ransdell  of 

honorary  degree.  Doctor  of  Jurisprudence,  and  Louisiana  for  the  honorary  degree  of  Doctor  of 

then    only    to    men    of    international    repute,  Laws." 

Grover  Cleveland,  William  Howard  Taft,    and  In  conferring  the  degree.  Rev.  James  J.  Dean, 

the  distinguished  jurist.  Judge  Gray.    And  now  O.  S.  A.,  the  President,  said: 

a  fourth  name  is  to  be  added,  one  well  worthy  "Senator  Joseph  E.  Ransdell: 

of  such  recognition,  the  name  of  one  who  ranks  "It  has  been  the  custom  of  Villanova  College 

in  achievements,   prominence  and  importance,  for  many  years  to  confer  honorary  degrees  upon 

second  only  to  our  gifted  leader,  Mr.  Wilson,  men  who  have  merited  well  and  have  distin- 

Father  President,  I  take  great  pleasure  in  pre-  guished  themselves  in  the  world  of  letters  and 

senting  to  you   the   Honorable  Thomas   Riley  science,   or  the   service   of  God   and    country. 

Marshall,  Vice-President  of  the  United  States,  That  you.  Senator  Ransdell,  more  than  measure 

for  honorary  degree  of  Doctor  of  Jurisprudence."  up  to  these  requirements  is  a  truth  which  needs 

Rev.  James  J.  Dean,  O.  S,  A.,  President  of  but  to  be  expressed  to  meet  with  unanimous 

Villanova,  conferred  the  degree  in  the  following  approval.     High  in  the  councils  of  the  govern- 

words:  ment,  foremost  in  support  of  our  worthy  Presi- 

" Vice-President  Marshall:  dent,  a  leader  in  every  movement  making  for 

"Seldom,  indeed,  has  the  degree,  Doctor  of  success  in  the  great  struggle  wherein  we  are 

Ju-'isprucence,  been    conferred    and    then,  only  engaged,  yours  is  a  task  that  is  onerous  and  a 

upon  men  who  have  stood  in  the  forefront  of  responsibility  that  is  intense.    We  deeply  appre- 

civic  progress  and  who  have  served  largely  to  ciate  your  coming  here  today  to  honor  us  on 

mould  and  shape  the  destiny  of  the  nation.    To  the  occasion  of  our  Diamond  Jubilee  and  we 

wear  with  dignity  the  honors  which  have  served  take  pleasure  in  conferring  on  you  the  degree, 

to  grace  the  brow  of  a  Cleveland  and  a  Taft  Doctor  of  Laws." 
requires   no  small    measure   of   distinction   and 

demands  a  record  of  achievement  that  will  not  Rev.  F.  A.  Driscoll,  O.  S.  A.,  in  the  following 

dim  with  passing  years.     That  you,  the  second  words,   presented   for  the  degree  of   Doctor  of 

citizen  of  the  land,  presiding  officer  of  the  high-  Laws,    the    Belgian    Minister,    His    Excellency, 

est  legislative  body  in  the  world,  have  merited  M.  E.  de  Cartier: 

this  honor  is  the  unanimous  judgment  of  our  "While  we  knew  Belgium  was  a  nation  faith- 
Faculty  and,  therefore,  I  take  great  pleasure  ful  in  the  great  mass  of  her  population  to  God, 
in  conferring  upon  you  the  degree,  Doctor  of  so  upright  in  her  patriotism,  so  noble  in  her 
Jurisprudence."  King  and  Government,  we  did  not  know  she  was 

a  nation  of  men  to  whom  heroism  was  a  natural 

Hon.  Joseph   E.   Ransdell  was  presented   for  virtue.      Because   of  a   plighted   word,    because 

the  degree  of  Doctor  of  Laws  by  Rev.   F.   A.  right  must  needs  come  before  might,  the  land  of 

Driscoll.     Father  Driscoll  spoke  as  follows:  the  royal  Albert,  the  saintly  undaunted   Mer- 

"We  have  with   us  today,  a  member  of  the  cier,  has  been  sorely  tried,  her  sons  have  been 

Lnitcd  States  Senate,  a  man  distinguished  even  stricken  down  in  field  and  fortress,  her  cathedral 

in  such  a  bo:iy.     This  alone  would  merit  any  walls   calcined  with   shell    fire,    her   universities 

recognition  we  could  give.     We  also  honor  him  ravaged,  their  treasures  pillaged  or  destroyed. 


nnjE  >i'"i3'^:jF(;vv'"M» 


■"/•y^wv^-r  ■-..wtvxpf.s  V  - 


THE    \'ILLANOVAN 


11 


In  spite  of  these  things  and  many  more  she  has 
remained  imperturbable  in  her  self-control,  never 
yielding  so  as  to  cry  'this  is  too  much,'  but 
rather  out  of  the  hideous  womb  of  war,  she 
has  emerged  a  unified  and  triumphant  nation. 
In  her  cross  she  has  found  a  crown,  in  her 
ignominy  undying  glory.  What  then  is  our 
pleasure  to  have  the  representative  of  such 
people  grace  this  occasion,  how  keenly  we  appre- 
ciate the  opportunity  to  honor  him  and  through 
him  to  honor  them.  How  gladly  we  seize  this 
chance  to  offer  our  gradtude,  our  sympathy, 
our  admiration  to  martyred  Belgium.  I  take 
great  pleasure,  therefore,  in  presenting  His 
Excellency,  M.  E.  de  Cartier,  Belgian  Minister 
to  the  United  States,  for  the  honorary  degree 
of  Doctor  of  Laws." 

Father  Dean  conferred  the  degree.     He  said: 

"Words  are  but  a  faint  medium  for  expressing 

our  joy  at  being  able  to  greet  and  to  honor  the 

representative  of  that  nation  which  has  sacri- 


ficed everything  but  honor  in  defense  of  right  and 
justice.  There  is  not  to  be  found  in  history's 
pages  words  more  inspiring  or  prophetic  than 
those  uttered  by  the  heroic  King  of  the  Belgians 
when  hurling  defiance  at  an  unscrupulous  foe: 
'  I  have  faith  in  our  destiny.  A  nation  which 
defends  itself  commands  the  respect  of  all. 
Such  a  nation  cannot  perish.  God  will  be  with 
us  in  a  just  cause.  Long  live  independent  Bel- 
gium.' With  pleasure,  then,  do  we  honor  today 
the  official  representative  of  that  intrepid  peo- 
ple, as  well  for  his  own  intrinsic  worth  as  because 
of  the  ideals  for  which  he  stands.  Upon  you, 
Monsieur  de  Cartier,  do  we  confer  today  the 
degree.  Doctor  of  Laws,  first  because  your  own 
labors  are  deserving  of  such  recognition;  sec- 
ondly, because  you  stand  before  the  world  as 
the  accredited  spokesman  of  the  heroic  Albert 
and  the  indomitable  Mercier.  To  them  and  to 
you,  their  representative,  we  pledge  our  treasure, 
our  honor  and  our  life's  blood." 


!         Vice-President  Marshall  receiving  degree  from  the  hands  of  the  Apostolic  Dele- 
gate upon  presentation  of  the  President,  Father  Dean. — Courtesy  of  Philadelphia 
Public  Ledger. 


10  ;.  Til  K    \-  1  LLA  \  ()\- A  N 

Conferral  of  Honorary   DejJ^rees 

\\\    I()>i;i'ii   W.  I'.\(ui;rii:,    '20 

I\    [Jii-t'iiiinu    lloii.   TlionKis    Rilc\    Marshall  as  a   friend  of  \'illaii()\a,  as  an  ardt'iil   alK-  .nid 

\()\-  \\)v  (Iviiwv  (i|    l)()(i(ii-  ol    |ui'isi)i'n(lfn(-c,  dcxolcd   champion   of   those   Calhohc   idi'als,    to 

l\c\  .      I- .     A.      l)ris(()ll,     X'ict'-Prt'sidfiU     of  which  our  li\t'S  and  insl  il  ulions  ha\f  been  coii- 

\'illaiio\.i,  >ai(l :  si'c-ralcd.      Allow    nic   ihcii,    Rew    President,    to 

"Hilt   ihiH'e  tinie>  has  \'illano\a  i-onferri'd  the  i)resenl    the    llonorai)le   Joseph    1^.    Ransdell    of 

honorar>    de.urei',    l)ocior  ol   J  uris|)rudence,   and  Louisiana  for  the  honorar\-  degree  of  Doctor  of 

lluMi     onl\'     io     men     ol     international     repirte,  Laws." 

(iro\ir  ( "U'\  eland.   William    Howard   Tafl,     and  In  couferrini;  the  decree,  Rew  James  1 .  Dean, 

\hv  disiini^uished   jurisi,  jnd.m'  ( '.ra\-.     And  now  O.  S.  A.,  the   President,  said: 

a   tourih  name  is  to  \)v  added,  one  well  \vorth\-  "  Si'.nai'or  joslll'll    K.    R.\.\si)l';i.l,: 
ol  >nch  rt'coiinilion,  i  In-  name  of  ouv  who  r.mks  "It  has  been  the  custom  of  X'illanoxa  ("ollesj;(" 

in    achie\  I'nieiils,    i)rominence    and    importance,  for  man\'  \ears  to  confer  h()n()rar\-  degret's  upon 

si'cond   only    to   our   gifted    leader,    Mr.   Wilson.  men    who   ha\e    merited    well    and    haxc   distin- 

|-\ither   Presidi'iit,    1    lake  great    pleasure  in   pre-  giiished  themsehes  in    the  world  of  letters  and 

s(.-nting    lo    \()u    t  lu'    Honorable    Thomas    Rile\'  science,    or    the    ser\ice    of    (iotl    and    countrx. 

Marshall,    Nice-President    of   the    Iniled   States,  That  >()U,  Senator  RanscK-ll,  more  than  measure 

lor  honorarx  degree'  ol  Doctor  ot  jurisprudence."  up  to  these  recpiirements  is  a  truth  which  needs 

Rv\  .    janu's    L    Dean.   ( ).   S.   A.,    Pri'sident    of  but    to   be   expres.sed    to    meet    with    unanimous 

\'ill.mo\.i.  conterrt'd  I  he  (k'gree  in  the  following  appro\al.      High   in   tlie  councils  of  the  go\ern- 

word^:  meat,  foremost   in  support  of  our  wortln-  Presi- 

"  \  K  1  -Pki:>l  |)|;n  r    M  arsiiai.i,:  dent,   a    leader   in   e\'er\-   moxement    making   for 

"Seldom,    indeed,    has    the   degree.    Doctor   of  succx'ss    in    the    gri'at    struggle    wherein    we    are 

ju   1-;  lui'eiice.   been    conleiTed    and     then,   onl\-  engaged,   Nours  is  a  task  thai    is  onerous  and  a 

upon    men    who   ha\e   stood    in    ilu'   forefront    of  rt'sponsibilit  \-  1  hai  is  intense.     \\"e  deej)l\- ai)i)re- 

ci\ic    [)rogre>>  ,ind    who    h.i\'e   .-^er\  ed    largeh'    to  ciate   Nour   coming    here    toda\'    to    honor    us   on 

mould  and  >hapi'  thedesliny  of  the  nation.     To  1  lu'   occasion    of   our    Diamond    jubilee   and    we 

wcu'  wilh  (lignii\-  ihe  honors  which  have  serxcd  iaki'  pleasure   in    conferring  on   \-ou    the  degree, 

to    giace    1  he    brow    ot    <i    (Kwchiiid    ,md    a     Tall  Docior  of  Law>." 
reipiiro    no    -mall    nu',isiii\'    ot    disiinciion    and 

demands  ,i   I'ecord   ol   achiexemeiil    ihai    will   noi  Rtw  .   !•".  .\.   l)ris(-oll.  (  ).  S.  .\.,  in  the  following 

dim    \\iili   p,is>ing   \ears.       Thai    \(iii,    1  ln'  second  words,    presented    for    1  he    degree    of    Docior    of 

•  iii/eii  ol    ilie  l.md.   presiding;  oMicer  o|    ihe  high-  Laws,     the     P)el;.4i,iii     .Minisier.     His     |-".\celleiic\  . 

rsi    legis|,ni\c   boil\    111    i  111'   woi'id,    ha\c   ineriled  M.   I\.  ( le  (  arl  ier : 

ihis    honor    is    ihe    iiii.iiiinioii-    iiidgmeiii    oj    ,inr  "While  we  knew    lu'lgium   was  a   nation  f.iiih- 

I  a(iili\     ,iiid,    i  hciclorc,     I     lake    '^real     pl(asin"c  In!   in   ihe  greai    mass  of  her  popul.iiion  lo  (  lod. 

ill    (■oiilerriiiL;    upon    \iiii    ihe    dr^rce,     Diicior    ol  sc  i    iipi-i^lii     in    her    pairiolisin.    so    noble    in    her 

I  iin-priideiKH'.  Kin  :^  ,111(1  (  'lox  en  111  leiil  .  w  e  did  no(   kiio\\  -^he  w  ,1- 

.1  naiioii  ol   men   i<i  \\!ioiii  heroism   was  ,i  ii,iiiii-,il 

Lull,     b  -cph     I,.    1\aPs(l,||     v\,i-~    pre-ciiied     lor  Niriiie.        pecailst;    of    ,i     plighied     word,     beciiisc 

I  he    I  !c^i  ce    I  )l     Dc  r,  M  ir    1 1|     L,i  \\  -    b\     l\r\  ,    \  .     \.  iiglii    iijiisi    nveib  come  before  iniglii  ,   ihe  land  <  i| 

i'li-id'l,      1  aiher    Dii-iol!   -poki-  ,i-   |o||o\\s:  die    id\,il    Albei  I  .    ihe    s.n'mb     imdaiiiiird     Mn- 

"\\c    li.iNc    \\  1 1  h    II-    oi(l,i\,    ,1    inenibcr   iil    i  hr  cirr.    Iia--   lireii    -~orel\     iried.    her   -on-,    li,i\c    l.vvw 

I    111 .  (1 1   "si  ,1 1  ( '-  ^eii.M  c.  ,1   iiM  II  d  i-i  1 11'^  iii-hcd  r\  en  -i  lie  ken  down  111  lieli  1  and  jori  re-s,  her  c.il  liedral 

III    -iicli    a    loj\,        I  ill-    aloiH     \\iJiild    imrii    aii\  w.ills    ciliiiied     w  i  i  li    -lull     lire,    her    iiiii\  e"-i  i  ic- 

1  r,  (  r.^111 1  h  Ml    \\r  loiild   '^  I  \  i  ■ .      We   al-o   honiii    hiiii  r,i\,iL;c(L    ilieir    irea-iire-    pill,i'.;ed    (ir    de-.nivcd 


T  111-;   A'  [  !.  L  A  N  ()\  A  \ 


It- 


Ill  >[)iU'  ot  ihcsf  ihiiii;s  iind  many  niorc  slu'  has 
I'cmaiiK'd  inipcri  ui'l)al)U- in  Iut  scll-cont  rol,  iu'\i.t 
\ii'l(lini;  so  as  lo  rvv  'iliis  is  ioo  much,'  l)Ui 
r.iihiT  oiii  ()l  i  hi'  hi(K'()iis  wonil)  ot  \\ar,  slic 
h.i>  (.■nuTsj.c'd  .1  imifu'd  and  i  riunipham  nau'oii. 
In  hiT  cross  she  lias  lonnd  a  crown,  in  hvv 
iLinoiniii\-  nndxint;  ulory.  W'hal  ihvn  is  our 
pk'asurc  lo  hax'c  ihc  rci)rc'scniai  i\  c  of  such 
pco])lc  liracc  lliis  occasion,  how  keenly  we  ai)i)i\'- 
ci.ili'  ihe  o|)p()rUinii  \-  to  honor  him  and  ihrou.^h 
him  lo  honor  ihem.  How  i^ladly  we  st'i/e  this 
ch.mcx'  lo  olit'r  our  i^raiiuide.  our  sympailu', 
oiu'  adniira(ion  io  marUred  Helgium.  1  lake 
liri'.ii  pleasure,  ihereiore,  in  present  int;  His 
l-',.\cellenc\ ,  M.  1{.  de  ("ariier,  H(.'li;ian  Minister 
to  the  I  niled  Slates,  for  ihe  honorary  deiiree 
ol  I  )ocior  ()l  Laws." 

I'alher   Di'an  conferred  the  deiiree.     He  said: 

"Words  ari'  hut  a  faint  medium  for  expressing 

our  joy  al   hi'int;  able  to  greet  and  to  honor  the 

repeseniatix  e   of   thai    nation   which    has   sacri- 


ticed  e\  t'r>  i  hin;^  liui  honor  in  ('el  en  si'  o|  riiL;hi  and 
iusiice.  Thi'ri'  is  noi  to  lie  lound  in  hislorx's 
l)a,ui's  words  more  inspiring  or  prophelic  than 
those  uiteri'd  1»>-  the  heroic  Kinii  "'  ' 'h'  Hi'l.iiian> 
when  hurliiiL;  di'iiance  at  an  uiiMrupulous  h)e: 
'I  ha\e  faith  in  om^  destinx'.  A  nation  which 
defends  iiself  commands  the  roped  ol  all. 
Such  a  nation  cannot  pi'rish.  (lod  will  l)i'  with 
us  in  a  just  cause.  Loul;  lixe  indi'i)i'ndent  Rel- 
t;ium.'  With  pli'asure,  ihi'n,  do  we  honor  lodax' 
the  official  re])ri'sentaii\e  ot  that  intrei)iil  peo- 
l)le,  as  well  for  his  own  intrinsic  worth  as  because 
of  the  idi'als  for  which  hi'  stands.  I'pon  nou, 
Monsii'ur  de  Carlii'r,  do  w  i'  conli-r  toda\'  the 
degrei'.  Doctor  of  baws,  hrsl  because  Nour  own 
labors  an-  desi'rxing  of  such  recognition;  sec- 
ondh',  because  nou  stand  before  the  world  as 
till'  accredited  sjiokesman  of  the  heroic  Alljcrt 
and  the  indomitable  Mercier.  To  them  and  to 
you,  ilieir  represenlati\"e,  wc  pledge  our  treasure, 
our  honor  and  our  life's  blood." 


\   i'  I'    I  'li'-iilnil      \l.il  -Im!I    lriii\  ill-    ilc  —  lrc    tr.  nil    l  llr    i   ,1  ll.|~    m|     I  he    ,\i   '   -Im||,      I  )rli' 
-:.ili'     n|"in     |  ilr-rlll  .1  1  i.  Pii     nl      I'llc     I '1  c-li  iclll  .     i.lllifl      |)r.lll.        •'•Hnii'~\      ..|      I 'i.ii  M  Iri;  .'hi  I 


12 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


Valedictory 


By  Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  '18 


THE  class  of  1918  stands  today  on  the 
threshold  of  its  Alma  Mater  to  say  a  fare- 
well in  virtually  the  same  form  and  with 
the  same  ceremonies  and  environment  that  have 
•characterized  the  Commencement  Days  of  all 
.the  classes  that  have  gone  before  us.  We  are 
about  to  take  leave  of  a  fostering  mother  who 
has  watched  our  activities  and  directed  them  as 
she  has  done  for  all  her  other  collegiate  offspring 
in  the  past  and  you  who  are  gathered  here  in 
friendliness  and  compliment  to  us,  and  we  our- 
selves can  see  only  what  has  been  seen  before, 
the  usual  program  on  this  usual  occasion.  But 
as  we  look  beyond  the  portals  how  vastly  dif- 
ferent is  th^  vista  spreading  itself  before  the 
gaze  of  this  class  from  that  of  any  other  sent 
forth  by  this  institution.  Whereas  in  the  past, 
the  graduates  of  fair  Villanova  have  looked 
forward  into  a  world  awaiting  its  members  with 
cordial  welcome,  with  eager  invitation  upon  its 
lips  to  come  and  enter  into  its  peaceful  exhila- 
rating competitions  of  life,  the  class  of  1918 
looks  out  upon  that  selfsame  world,  indeed,  but 
broken  now  by  the  earthquakes  of  strife,  the 
disordered  elements  of  war.  We  do  not  pass 
out  as  they  did  to  enter  a  world  of  peace  and 
prosperity.  No,  ours  is  a  sterner  mission.  We 
are  to  take  our  positions  in  life  in  a  time  of 
struggle  when  civilized  humanity  strives  to 
throw  off  the  shackles  of  oppression  and  free 
itself  forever  from  the  danger  of  a  greedy  autoc- 
racy. Yes,  greedy  for  that  domination  that 
would  enable  it  to  crush  the  rest  of  mankind 
under  its  conquering  heel.  Yes,  the  fanatics 
of  Germany  would  crumble  up  civilization  at 
their  feet  and  blot  out  all,  blot  out  God  him- 
self and  then  develop  their  hegemony  on  the 
ruins  of  the  world. 

Happily  German  plans  have  not  proven  to  be 
the  realities  which  their  designers  had  hoped 
they  would  be.  The  cold  mathematical  calcu- 
lations of  their  military  bureaucrats  failed  to 
take  into  consideration  many  points.  With 
their  truculent  methods  it  did  not  seem  possible 


that  their  foemen  were  not  afraid  to  die.  Their 
brain,  obsessed  with  the  magnitude  of  German 
military  might  and  terror,  could  not  conceive 
possible  the  marvelous  defense  by  brave  Bel- 
gium of  its  national  honor,  the  noble  sacrifices 
of  France  in  withstanding  the  first  onrushes  of 
the  war-mad  Teutons,  the  wonderful  sense  of 
justice  which  prompted  England  to  risk  her  all 
in  the  gage  of  battle. 

Now  our  beloved  country  is  in  the  midst  of 
the  world  struggle.  We,  too,  are  engaged  in 
the  fight  for  liberty  and  we  have  pledged  our 
lives,  our  fortunes,  our  all  to  the  cause  of  vic- 
tory. More  than  a  year  has  passed  since  this 
pledge  was  given  and  how  well  we  are  doing 
our  part  is  being  shown  by  daily  evidence.  To 
America  has  been  assigned  an  important  role 
in  the  great  drama  and  we  dare  not  fail.  So, 
we  are  not  shrinking  from  the  task.  We  will 
not  turn  back.  America  has  given  her  word 
and  that  word  will  be  fulfilled,  cost  what  it 
may  on  the  battlefields  of  France. 

This,  then,  is  the  condition  which  faces  the 
class  of  1918  as  we  pass  forth  from  the  hall  of 
Villanova  to  the  bigness  of  the  world:  the  uni- 
verse in  the  throes  of  a  seeming  disaster,  the 
earth  rocked  from  pole  to  pole  by  the  fanatic 
ambitions  of  an  irresponsible  government,  ambi- 
tions which  have  had  their  origin  in  the  depths 
of  the  most  vile  iniquities,  a  government  whose 
watchword  is  international  lawlessness,  a  gov- 
ernment whose  ruthlessness  has  made  her  lose 
all  sense  of  reason  and  justice,  whose  boldness 
has  become  so  great  that  she  finds  complacency 
in  her  own  degradation.  This  is  the  country 
with  whom  America  is  engaged  in  a  fight  to  the 
death,  an  enemy  so  insidious  and  vicious  that 
the  mind  cannot  conceive  another  possible  step 
that  she  might  take  in  her  descent  of  the  ladder 
of  treachery. 

And  w^e  are  rising  to  the  occasion.  The  blood 
of  our  forefathers  is  still  coursing  through  our 
veins.    The  spirit  of  Washington,  of  Jackson  and 


^W^f^^V!fl!^f!^?W99y'r>W.'T^!S^ffT^^  y^Vf^^r^'^-y'-^^^ 


-■^^'•(triftsfty^M^jr^i^:;, 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


13 


their  long  line  of  successors  is  still  alive  within 
and  cannot  but  one  day  be  triumphant  over 
America's  fCe,  the  enemy  of  mankind. 

Reverend  Father  President,  Members  of  the 
Faculty,  Classmates  of  1918 — these  are  the  seri- 
ous problems,  momentous  difficulties  confront- 
ing us  in  our  commencement  celebration.  Con- 
sideration of  the  dark  side  of  the  world  may 
seem  out  of  place  in  the  lustre  and  triumph  of 
the  celebration  of  our  Diamond  Jubilee.  But 
do  not  our  ideals  relieve  the  picture?  Today  we 
part  and  never  before  in  her  seventy-five  years 
of  instilling  high,  noble  and  patriotic  ideals  into 
her  sons,  has  Villanova  had  greater  responsi- 
bility in  sending  forth  her  children.  Many  have 
already  donned  the  khaki  or  the  blue.  Most  of 
us  will  do  so  'ere  many  days.  We  feel  that  we 
are  going  forth  with  at  least  fair  equipment. 
Not  that  we  claim  already  pre-eminent  success. 
We  realize  that  today  our  great  work  begins. 
While  learning  the  ways  of  virtue  and  loyalty 
to  God,  while  acquiring  knowledge  along  our 
various  lines  of  instruction,  we  are  grateful 
today  that  Villanova  and  her  loyal  band  of 
workers  have  taught  us  another  great  and  noble 
lesson.    She  has  taught  us  love  and  devotion  to 


country;  she  has  trained  us  just  as  the  Divine 
Master  did  his  disciples  in  the  days  of  old,  "to 
render  to  Caesar  the  things  that  are  Caesar's 
and  to  God  the  things  that  are  God's."  To  you, 
therefore.  Reverend  Father  President,  and 
Members  of  the  Faculty,  we  bid  adieu.  Long 
dilatations  on  your  merits  and  your  affections 
will  not  avail  anything.  As  the  tree  is  known 
by  the  fruit,  so  we  promise  you  that  we  will  go 
forth  and  with  the  fervor,  zeal  and  loyalty 
taught  us^  by  Alma  Mater  bring  forth  fruit  for 
God,  for  country  and  for  fellow-men,  that  we 
will  strive  to  reflect  credit  on  you  and  your 
great  work. 

We,  the  class  of  1918,  today  with  aur  hearts 
heavy  at  parting  but  elevated  and  courageous 
for  the  work  before  us,  bid  the  undergraduates 
adieu  and  urge  them  on  to  greater  efforts  for 
Alma  Mater,  that  when  they  are  called  upon  to 
give  a  helping  hand  to  the  cause  of  democracy, 
they,  too,  will  be  adequately  prepared.  When 
the  dove  of  peace  again  settles  on  the  land, 
America  will  stand  as  a  nation  pre-eminently 
great,  as  a  nation  that  has  done  her  part  toward 
the  crushing  of  tyranny  and  the  uplift  of  our 
democratic  ideals. 


Rt.  Rev.  John  J.  Monaghan,  D.D.,  Bishop  of  Wilming- 
ton, who  delivered  the  invocation  at  the  Commencement 
Exercises. 


14                                                         THEVILLANOVAN  ••                                ' 

What  the  Nation  has  a  Right  to  Expect  from  the   . 

CathoHc  College  Graduate 

Address  of  L.  S.  Senator  Joseph  E.  Ransdell  Before  the  Graduating   Class  of 

Villanova   College,  June  11,  1918 

Young  Gentlemen  ofthe  Graduating  Class:  In  prosecuting  this  war,  we  at  horn.e  are  sur- 
rendering many  personal  rights,  such  as  wheat- 

You  are  privileged  to  live  in  the  most  interest-  less  days,  shortage  of  food,  restrictions  of  vari- 

ing  and  important  period  of  the  world's  history,  ous  kinds  on  our  liberty,  public  control  of  pri- 

Practically  every  country  on  our  planet  is  en-  vate  property,  fixing  prices  on  sundry  articles, 

gaged  in  the  awful  war  now  devastating  Europe  enormous    increase    of    taxes,    etc., — temporary 

and  Asia,  or  is  so  closely  connected  with  it  as  to  loss  of  freedom   in  order  to  insure  its  perm.a- 

feel  its  effects  very  disastrously.  nence.     But  these  slight  inconveniences  are  as 

Never  before  has  the  United  States  sent  its  nothing  compared  to  what  our  boys  are  doing 

soldiers  to  fight  on  the  soil  of  Europe,  and  we  "over  there" — making  the  suprem.e  sacrifice  of 

are  rushing  them  over  now   very  rapidly — over  their  sweet  young  lives  to  free  the  world,  and 

200,000  last  month.    Every  resource  of  our  great  establish  peace  on  earth. 

Nation  of  a  hundred  million  people  is  being  used  An  elderly  Frenchman,  mourning  for  his  son 

to  help  our  Allies  crush  out  the  terrible  autoc-  who    was    killed    on    the    Western    front,    said 

racy  of  Germany,  which  menaces  with  destruc-  recently  while   lecturing  on   the   French  spirit, 

tion  the  rights  of  free  people  everywhere.    Democ-  that  the  French  had   always  believed   in  edu- 

racy    and   government   of   the    people,    by   the  eating  a  man  to  be  a  man   first  and  then  an 

people,  and  for  the  people  is  in  great  danger.  engineer,   and    that    that   was    the    strength    of 

We  are  making  heavy  sacrifices  for  the  ines-  France.     God  grant  that  this  old  man  is  cor- 

timable   l)lessing   of    human    freedom.      Count-  rect,   for  France  has  given  m.any  evidences  to 

less  wealth  is  being  poured  out  like  water — over  the   contrary   by   her   cruel   persecution   of   the 

sixty    millions    a    day,    o\er    twenty    billions    a  Church,  and  the  wide-spread  doctrine  of  athe- 

year — and  thotfsands  of  the   best   boys  in   our  ism  among  her  people.     Our  own  Republic  has 

land  are  giving  their  precious  lives.  m.any  sins  of  materialism,  to  answer  for.    We  had 

Our  Lord  and  Saviour  made  the  supreme  sac-  to  a  great  extent  forgotten  God.     Many  of  us 

rifice  of  his  life  on  the  Cross  to  save  men  from,  worshipped  the  golden  calf,  and  less  than  forty 

sin.      "Greater  love   hath  no  nian   than   this —  per  cent,  of  our  people  professed  any  form  of 

that  he  gi^'e  his  life  for  his  friend."     Jesus  gave  religion.    The  world  was  drifting  rapidly  towards 

His  life  for  our  sake — for  your  sake  and  mine,  very  dangerous  shoals  when  God,  in  His  wisdom, 

my  young  friends — to  sa\e   you  and  me   from  permitted  this  war  to  purge  it  of  wickedness  and 

the  perversity  of  our  e\'il  desires,  and  to  niake  folly.     The  process  will  be  slow  and  very  pain- 

us  heirs  to  the  Kingdoni.  of  Heaven.  ful,  but  the  result  will  be  most  beneficial.     Our 

In    the    great   war    now    raging,    America    in  own  beloved  land  will  emerge  from  the  conflict 

emulation  of  the  divine  Nazarene,  is  giving  its  greatly     chastened,     with     a     contrite     heart, 

treasure  and  its  life  to  make  the  world  a  better  acknowledging  its  God  and  trusting  in  Him. 

place  to  live  in  for  ourselves  and  for  the  people  Our  purpose  in  entering  the  war  was  noble, 

of  every  nation  under  the  sun;   to  free  mankind  We  went  into  it  to  preserve  our  free  institu- 

from  the  cruel  \'()ke  of  tyranny  and  oppression  tions  at  home,  to  maintain  on  the  high  seas  the 

which   Germany  seeks  to   impose   upon   them,  rights  we  have  enjoyed  as  free  men  for  more 

and  to  give  each  person,  people,  and  state,  the  than   a  century,   to  drive   out   the  enemy  and 

inalienable  right  of  indi\idual  libertx'  and  self-  restore  freedom   to  Belgium,   Northern   France, 
government. 


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THE   VILLANOVAN  15 

Roumania,   and   Poland,   to  prevent  the  over-  The  Spartans  of  old,  led  by  Lycurgus,  becarre 

throw  of  Great  Britain,  France,   Italy,  Russia,  a   nation  of  wonderful  soldiers,   while  ignoring 

Greece  and  other  lands,  to  maintain  the  princi-  the  better  things  of  life,  such  as  were  inculcated 

pies  of  democracy  and  crush  out  autocracy  and  by  Solon  to  the  Athenians.    So  Germany  under 

to  insure  all  nations,  large  and  small,  the  right  Frederick  the  Great,  Bismarck,  Wilhelm.  II,  and 

of  their  own  people  to  rule  themselves.  her  materialistic  philosophers  who  taught  that 

Our  captain  in   this  mighty  struggle,   Presi-  the  end  justifies  the  means — that  might  is  right, 

dent  Wilson,  is>  the  forem.ost  man  on  earth.    His  has  become  the  greatest  war  power  on  earth, 

voice  is  the  most  potent  for  weal  to  mankind,  but  has  lost  her  m.oical  nature,  and  descended  to 

A  great  orator  once  said  it  was   "glorious   to  the  lowest  depths  of  cruelty  and  brutality.    The 

follow  Napoleon  Bonaparte  even  as  a  conscript."  great  success  of  Germany  in  the  war  proves  that 

The  American  people,  in  their  proud  freedom.,  she  has  reached  the  summit  of  human  efhciency. 

are  glad  to  follow  Woodrow  Wilson,  and  believe  Never  was  there  anything  to  equal  it.     But  the 

he  will  lead  them,  to  glorious  victory,  and  the  awful  deeds  and  heartless  crimes  committed  by 

fruition  of  all  their  hopes.  her  soldiers  with  the  Kaiser's  approval  during 

This  is  an  age  of  intense  materialism,  and  mar-  this   war — the  most   savage   and   barbarous    in 

velous  growth  in  art  and  science.     I  am.  not  yet  many  ways  which  the  world  has  ever  witnessed, 

sixty  but  I  have  seen  the  birth  and  growth  of  — dem.onstrates    that   a    nation    m.ay    have    its 

the  modern  bath-room,  sleeping  and  dining  car,  m.ind  and  body  developed  to  the  highest  degree, 

refrigeration,    telephone,   wireless  telegraphy,  while  its  heart  rem.ains  wholly  untutored  and 

phonograph,  submarine,  aeroplane,  electric  light,  as  savage  as  that  of  lions  and   tigers  in  their 

X-ray,    and    improvements,    too    numerous    to  native  jungle. 

mention,  in  surgery,  chem_istry,  medicine,  metal-  Germany  has  given  extraordinary  education 

lurgy,  and  many  other  arts  and  sciences.  of  a  material  kind  to  its  people.    They  are  taught 

The  fetich  of  efficiency  seems  rampant  in  the  to  lead  in  every  branch  of  art,  science,  and 
land,  and  its  virtues  has  affected  some  of  our  industry;  to  excel  in  every  kind  of  human  en- 
great  institutions  of  learning  to  the  practical  deavor,  especially  the  science  of  war;  to  become 
exclusion  of  everything  else.  I  am.  sure  that  the  m.ost  proficient  people  on  the  globe;  and 
Villanova  has  not  sinned  in  this  respect  and  feel  to  imagine  in  their  pride  that  they  could  dom.i- 
that  along  with  proper  training  of  the  head  she  nate  all  mankind.  This  cruel  and  false  philoso- 
hiis  taught  the  heart  so  thoroughly  that  her  sons  phy  has  brought  terrific  sorrow  in  the  world, 
can  be  relied  on  as  well-balanced  Christian  men.  At  the  cost  of  two  hundred  billions  of  treasure 
able  to  hold  their  own  in  the  fields  of  art  and  and  five  millions  of  human  lives  it  will  finally  be 
science,  and  also  in  those  of  religion.  Efficiency  crushed  out,  and  the  world  made  "safe  for 
is  fine  in  its  place,  if  properly  co-ordinated  wnth  dem.ocracy." 

m.orality,    but   we    see    in    Germany   a    terrible  Many  of  my  hearers  will  doubtless  enter  the 

example  of  remarkable  efficiency  coupled  with  Army  or  Navy  and  it  is  fitting  to  remind  them 

very  bad  morals — in  fact,  with  an  apparent  lack  that    our    Government    makes    most    generous 

of  any  kind  of  m.orality.    The  mental  and  physi-  provisions  for  the  care  of  their  families  while 

cal  side  of  the  German   people  seems  to  have  they  are  fighting,  and  for  the  future  maintenance 

been   developed    to   the    highest   degree.      It   is  of  themselves  and  their  loved  ones.    One  of  the 

difficult  to  conceive  greater  success  in  a  scien-  best  and  wisest  laws  ever  passed  by  Congress 

tific,  industrial,  and  purely  material  way  than  or   any  Legislature   on   earth   is   the   War-Risk 

Germany  has  enjoyed  in  the  last  half  century.  Insurance  Act  which  carries   many   noble   and 

but  has  she  taught  her  people  to  be  men  first,  generous  provisions   for   the  benefit  of  soldiers 

and  then  engineers?     Unfortunately  for  herself  and  sailors  and  their  dependents, 

and  the  world  she  has  not.     Her  teaching  has  It  provides  that  every  enlisted   man   in   the 

been  on   the  material  side;    not  on  the  moral.  Army  and  Navy  shall  make  an  allotment  out 

She  has  made  m_arvelous  human  machines,  but  of  his  monthly  pay  for  the  benefit  of  his  wife  and 

not  men  of  soul  with  good  hearts  and  honest  children,  if  he  has  any,  and  that  he  may  volun- 
principles. 


16                                                ;     THE   VILLANOVAN  '         .        .v           ■ 

tarily  make  allotments  out  of  his  pay  for  the  permanently  bedridden,  he  will  be  paid  $100.00 

benefit  of  dependent  relatives  other  than  wife  a  month  whether  he  is  a  bachelor  or  married, 

or  child,  and  that  the  Government  shall  supple-  If  a  man  is  injured  in  such  a  way  that  he  can- 

ment  all  such  allotments,  compulsory  as  well  as  not  resume  the  occupation  or  trade  in  which  he 

voluntary,  with  an  allowance,  and  that  these  was  engaged  when  he  entered  the  service,  the 

payments  shall  be  made  monthly  by  the  War-  Government  of  the  United  States,  at  its  own 

Risk  Insurance  Bureau.  expense,  will  re-educate  that  man  to  some  form 

Since  December  20th  last,  when  the  first  of  of  occupation  for  which  he  will  be  capable  and 

these  allowances  and  allotment  payments  were  which  will  enable  him  to  spend  the  remainder 

made  to  the  families  of  soldiers  and  sailors,  the  of  his  life  in  useful  work,  helpful  to  himself  and 

War-Risk    Insurance    Bureau   has   written   and  contributing  to  his  own  happiness.     That  is  a 

mailed  nearly  thiee  million  checks  representing  very  important  provision. 

the  disbursement  of  more  than  $75,000,000.  If  the  Government  re-educated  a  disabled  man 
More  than  seven  hundred  thousand  of  these  to  a  new  occupation  and  he  earns  money,  no 
checks,  aggregating  over  $16,000,000  were  sent  matter  how  m.uch,  because  of  his  new  occupa- 
during  last  month.  tion  and  because  of  his  own  effort,  the  Govern- 
In  the  case  of  an  enlisted  man  who  has  a  wife  ment  will  continue  to  pay  him.  the  full  amount 
and  children,  or  a  wife  alone,  he  is,  under  the  he  is  entitled  to  for  his  disability.  All  that  he 
law,  obliged  to  set  aside  up  to  one-half  of  his  earns  belongs  to  him.  in  addition  to  what  the 
pay — which  will  be  $15.00  a  month  for  the  pri-  Governm.ent  pays  him.. 

vate  in  the  army  while  serving  in  this  country  Moreover,  this  Act  also  provides  that  every 

and  $16.50  while  serving  abroad — to  support  his  soldier  and  sailor,  in  addition  to  the  allowance 

wife  and  children.    The  Government  will  im.m.e-  and  allotment  and  compensation  benefits  of  the 

diately  upon  his  doing  that  give  his  wife,  if  he  Act  before  referred  to,  which  are  extended  with- 

has  a  wife  alone,  $15.00  per  month.     If  he  has  out  cost  to  all  soldiers  and  sailors  alike,  may 

children  in  addition,  he  will  not  be  required  to  apply  voluntarily  for,  and  take  out  not  less  than 

pay  more  than  half  of  his  pay  to  his  wife.     If  $1,000  nor  more  than  $10,000  of  insurance  to 

he  has  a  wife  and  one  child  the  Government  protect  his  fam.ily  or  dependents  in  addition  to 

will  pay  them.  $25.00  a  month;  if  a  wife  and  two  the  compensation  benefits  mentioned  above,  in 

children,  the  Government  will  pay  $32.50,  and  the  event  of  his  death;    and  for  his  additional 

will  give  $5.00  for  each  additional  child  while  protection  in  the  event  he  becomes  totally  and 

the  husband  is  serving  in  the  army.    Allowances  permanently  disabled.    The  rate  charged  by  the 

are  also  provided  for  dependents  other  than  wife  Government  for  this  insurance  is  from  $6.50  per 

and  children.  81,000  at  the  age  of  twenty-one,  to  $8.20  at  the 

In  addition,  if  the  man  is  killed  and  he  has  a  age  of  forty-one;   from.  $65.00  to  $82.00  per  year 

wife  and  children,  or  widowed  mother,  the  Gov-  for  $10,000  of  insurance.''   If  a  soldier  of  twenty- 

ernment  will  provide  compensation  for  the  wife  one  desired   insurance  in   the  Penn   Mutual  or 

or  mother,  so  long  as  she  remains  unmarried,  any  of  our  big  insurance  companies,  it  would 

and  support  for  the  children  until  they  become  cost  him  $58.00  per  year  $1,000,  and  that  with 

eighteen  years  of  age.     These  paym.ents  range  a   guarantee    for   only   one   year.      This   would 

from.  $25.00  for  a  widow  alone  to  $57.50  for  a  mean  $580.00  per  year  for  $10,000  instead  of 

widow  and  four  children.     If  the  man  is  totally  $65.00.    This  war  insurance  can  be  carried  after 

disabled    the    Government    will    make    a    fixed  the  close  of  the  war  at  the  same  rate.     It  is  a 

monthly  payment  to  him  ranging  from  $30.00  magnificent  business  investment  and  every  sol- 

a  month  to  875.00  a  month  if  he  has  a  wife  and  dier  and   sailor  should   take  advantage   of   his 

three  or  more  children.     Should  he  be  so  help-  country's    noble    generous    justice    to    the    full 

less  as  to  require  a  nurse  or  attendant,  he  will  extent  of  $10,000  of  insurance. 

be  given   up   to  S20.00  additional.     Should   he  The    War    Risk    Insurance    Act    was    passed 

lose  both  feet,  both  hands,  or  both  eyes,  or  be  October  6,   1917.     At  the  close  of  business  on 


^IJ^Ig-TKO-m?-    IV 


THEVILLANOVAN  17 

June  7,  1918,  it  had  written  $18,642,113  of  this  obey  the  laws  and  constituted  rulers  of  your 

insurance,    representing    2,248,790   applications  country,  and  to  show  your  fealty  if  necessary 

for  the  average  of  $8,290  each.  by  cheerfully  giving  your  lives  at  their  behest; 

This  represents  a  larger  amount  of  insurance  that  you   recognize  the  rights   of  everyone  to 

in  force  than  is  carried  today  by  the  twenty  life,  liberty,  and  the  pursuit  of  happiness,  and 

largest   life  insurance  companies   in   the  world  are  ready  to  assist  in  assuring  these  blessings, 

combined,  and  a  larger  amount  than  was  written  not  only  to  the  people  of  our  free  United  States, 

by  all  the  life  insurance  companies,  including  but  to  the  oppressed  of  all  nations;    that  you 

fraternal  beneficiary  associations,  in  the  United  abhor  the  false  doctnne  of  the  materialists  that 

States  during  the  year  1917.      This  insurance  is  the  end  justifies  the  means,  and  that  might  is 

still  being  written  in  large  amounts,  averaging  right;   that  you  believe  in  honesty,  justice,  and 

approximately  one  hundred  millions  a  day,  fair-play  between  nations  as  among  individuals; 

In  the  great  world  war  the  sons  of  Villanova  and  that  you  glory  in  being  devoted  sons  of  the 
are  bearing  their  full  part — 245  of  them  being  Catholic  Church,  true  to  her  teachings,  and 
already  in  the  service — and  the  Class  of  1918  will  better  citizens  because  her  loyal  children, 
nobly  sustain  the  College  record  when  called  to  Your  opportunities  and  advantages  in  this 
the  colors  or  to  duty  elsewhere.  Young  men,  fine  College  have  been  unusually  good,  and  more 
your  country  expects  you  to  win  this  war,  and  will  be  expected  of  you  than  of  those  less  fav- 
you  must  do  everything  in  your  power  to  win  ored.  You  have  had  ten  talents  and  must 
it.  Do  not  hold  back  until  someone  invites  you  return  more  than  the  man  with  one.  In  this 
to  act,  but  be  leaders — not  mere  followers,  nor  worldly  age  many  temptations  will  assail  you. 
laggards  nor  slackers.  If  the  Army  or  Navy  Be  sure  to  remain  faithful  to  the  teachings — 
needs  you — and  both  of  them  need  many  addi-  human  and  divine — imparted  to  you  here,  and 
tional  men — do  not  wait  till  drafted  but  enlist  never  cause  the  blush  of  shame  to  any  of  your 
voluntarily,  or  at  least  offer  your  services.  Per-  beloved  professors.  I  cannot  hope  to  add  any- 
haps,  you  can  serve  better  as  a  soldier  of  indus-  thing  new,  but  trust  you  will  permit  me  out  of 
try  aiding  in  producing  food,  or  clothing,  or  my  years  of  experience  to  emphasize  the  precepts 
munitions,  or  ships,  or  any  of  the  innumerable  of  your  College  on  a  few  points, 
things  needed  for  the  successful  conduct  of  the  In  advance  let  me  ask  pardon  for  even  sup- 
war.  If  so,  serve  in  that  capacity,  always  show-  posing  that  any  of  you  are  in  need  of  my  sugges- 
ing  a  good  spirit — willing  to  do  your  best.  All  tions.  At  all  times,  and  under  every  circum- 
of  us  cannot  be  military  men.  Only  about  two  stance  you  must  be  truthful  and  honest.  One 
millions  out  of  our  one  hundred  million  inhabi-  falsehood,  one  littfe  He  will  often  get  one  into 
tants  are  now  enlisted  in  our  fighting  branches,  serious  trouble,  and  frequently  necessitates  a 
and  it  is  just  as  essential  to  keep  things  moving  dozen  or  more  lies  to  explain  the  first.  As  the 
normally  for  the  remaining  ninety-eight  million  poet  Burns  so  well  expresses  it,  "Oh  what  a 
civilians,  though,  of  course,  we  must  give  the  tangled  web  we  weave  when  first  we  practice  to 
best  of  everything  to  our  soldiers  and  sailors,  deceive."  A  He  is  such  a  contemptible  thing; 
You  have  a  wide  field  before  you,  and  your  so  small,  so  unworthy  of  a  gentleman;  so  use- 
training  at  Villanova  has  prepared  you  to  meet  less  and  so  apt  to  breed  disgust  not  only  among 
whatever  tasks  are  assigned  to  you  as  brave,  associates  but  to  the  inner  consciousness  of  the 
true,  competent  men.  Your  Alma  Mater  expects  person  himself.  Conscience  makes  cowards  of 
the  best  of  you,  and  you  will  not  disappoint  her.  us  all.    We  cannot  escape  conscience,  and  even 

What  can   you  do  as  educated  Catholics  to  if  all  mankind  should  approve  us,  in  spi;e  of  our 

help   your  country   in   this  crucial   period?     A  deceptions  there  is  one  person — ourself — whose 

great  deal,  my  young  friends.     You  can  show  good  opinion  we  must  retain  if  there  is  to  be 

by  your  daily  lives  and  the  faithful  performance  any  peace  w  hen  we  retire  at  night  and  seek  repose 

of  every  duty  that  your  College  has  instilled  in  in  sleep. 

you   the   loftiest  sentiments  of   patriotism  and  I   have  often  been  asked  to  give  a  letter  of 

religion;  that  you  have  been  taught  to  love  and  recommendation    to    someone   desiring    a    posi- 


18   .■•:,•;,■;■_;    :-■:     ;.    ^V  ■.   •■■■THE;  VI  llano  van  .:■:  ..^-^  .;,':■: 

tion,  and  it  was  so  gratifying  to  me  and  helpful  written  to  several  persons  who  did  not  answer 

to  him  if  I  could  say  that  he  was  strictly  truthful  his    letters,     complimenting    me    highly,    and 

and   every  statement  made  by   him  could   be  promising  to  give   me  any  business  his  bank 

relied  on  implicitly.    Truthfulness  is  one  of  the  might  have  in  my  locality.    This  pleased  me  so 

principal  attributes  of  good  character.  much  that  I  said  nothing  about  the  fifteen-dollar 

As  to  honesty,  I  am  firmly  convinced,  entirely  fee.    In  about  twelve  months  the  bank  sent  me 

aside  from  the  moral  principle — which  should  for  foreclosure  suit  the  ten  thousand  dollar  mort- 

make  one  honest  because  it  is  right  and  just —  gage  note,  and  after  a  contest  in  the  courts  for 

that  "honesty  is  the  best  policy."     This  is  an  about  a  year  the  property  was  sold  under  the 

old  saw  which  you  have  heard  often,  but  it  is  mortgage  and  bought  in  by  me  for  the  bank, 

undoubtedly   true.     Some  dishonest  folk — not  I  then  acted  as  agent  in  leasing  the  plantation 

thieves  in  the  ordinary  sense  but  individuals,  for  ten  years,  and  finally  sold  it.    My  fee  for  the 

corporations,  or  nations  who  fail  to  recognize  foreclosure  suit  was  $1,000,  for  leasing,  paying 

the  property  rights  of  others — may  thrive  for  a  taxes,   etc.,   an  average  of  $150.00  a  year,   or 

time,  but  their  ill-gotten  gain  will  confer  no  per-  $1,500  for  the  ten  years,  and  for  the  final  sale 

manent  benefit.     A  day  of  reckoning  will  come  $350.00,  making  a  total  of  $2,850,  all  due  to 

and    great    sorrow — often    deep    disgrace — will  promptness  in   answering  the   first  letter,  and 

overtake    the    one    who    has    stolen    from    his  paying   strict   attention   to  the   business   that 

neighbor  or  defrauded  him  in  any  way.  followed. 

I  practiced  law  for  many  years  and  came  in  In  conclusion,  let  me  beg  of  you,  young  gentle- 
contact  with  various  kinds  of  dishonesty.  In  men,  on  this  commencement  day  of  your  new 
the  long  run  it  did  not  pay  so  far  as  my  experi-  lives  to  start  out  with  the  high  resolve  that  you 
ence  went,  and  I  believe  that  the  unanimous  will  maintain  through  life  the  good  character 
opinion  of  thoughtful  men  is  that  while  violators  you  possess  now  and  will  always  give  good  exam- 
of  the  Seventh  Commandment  sometimes  appear  pie.  Many  eyes  are  upon  all  Catholics  because 
to  prosper,  they  are  certain  to  be  punished  it  is  known  that  their  Church  teaches  them  so 
eventually  and  severely.  thoroughly — educating    the    heart,    head,    and 

Having  spoken  of  truth  and  honesty,  let  me  hand — and  expects  so  much  of  them.  If  they 
tell  you  a  true  story  from  my  own  life  of  the  fall  into  the  ditch  it  gives  greater  scandal  than 
value  of  prompt  attention  to  details  especially  for  the  ordinary  man  to  lose  his  path  and  stum- 
in  answering  letters.  When  quite  a  young  law-  ble.  This  is  especially  true  of  young  men  edu- 
yer  in  Louisiana  I  received  a  letter  from  Theo-  cated  in  such  a  college  as  Villanova  with  its 
dore  Harris,  President  of  the  Louisville  Banking  high  curriculum  and  fine  moral  influences.  You 
Company,  of  Louisville,  Kentucky,  asking  a  are  started  from  Alma  Mater  today  well  trained 
number  of  questions  about  a  certain  cotton  in  intellect  and  with  the  mark  of  good  character 
plantation  near  my  home  on  which  his  bank  stamped  upon  your  brows.  Presetve  it  at  all 
held  a  ten  thousand  dollar  mortgage.  By  dint  hazards  and  carry  it  to  the  grave  as  your 
of  three  days'  hard  work  I  secured  the  desired  choicest  possession.  No  words  can  portray  the 
information  and  replied  fully.  Nothing  was  said  value  of  good  character,  which  the  immortal 
about  a  fee  in  my  letter,  though  I  felt  that  at  orator,  Sargent  S.  Prentiss,  says,  "is  and  ever 
least  fifteen  dollars  had  been  earned.  The  next  should  be  a  wall  of  strength  to  its  possessor, 
mail  brought  a  very  grateful  letter  from  Mr.  and  a  seven-fold  shield  to  him  who  bears  it." 
Harris  saying  I  had  given  information  he  had  Good  character  is  everything,  and  without  it  life 
tried  in  vain  for  several  months  to  secure,  having  is  not  worth  living. 


t;W)Sr-.v«'trf?f>-^'«7 


'^.^^K^'.fVr"      ';"■■   ^V' ,      ■  V  -''^    ■ 


■./■■ 


I 


Rt.  Rev.  Michael  J.  Hoban,  D.D.,  Bishop  of  Scranton, 
who  assisted  at  the  Pontifical  Mass  and  Commencement 
Exercises. 


' 


His  Excellency  the  Apostolic  Delegate  accompanied  by  V.  Rev.  Charles  M.  Dris- 
coll,  Provincial  and  Rev.  Jam?s  J.  Dean,  President  of  Villanova,  in  procession  of 
Commencement  Day. — Courtesy  of  Philadelphia  Public  Ledger. 


1<S 


Til  !■:    \-  I  L  I.  A  NOVA  \ 


liui-i.  and  it  was  so  .ural  ihiiiLi  to  me  and  lu'I|)fiil 
u>  him  if  I  conld  >a\-  thai  he  \\<is  slriclly  truthl'ul 
and  vvcvy  ^laU'im'iH  made  1)\-  him  could  he 
'■*'li<'d  on  implicidx'.  Trnl  hl'nhn'ss  is  one  of  (he 
pi'incipal  .illrihules  of  o,,,,,)  charader. 

.\s  io  jioiiesiy,  I  amtiianlx-  conNinced,  eiiiirel\- 
•i>iil»'  li'om  tlu'  moral  principle  which  slioull 
ni.iki'  one  hone>l  because  il  is  riolii  and  jusi 
thai  'dionesly  i>  I  hi'  hesi  policw"  This  is  an 
old  >a\\  which  xou  h.iw  heard  ofleii,  hut  it  is 
undouliii'dly  true.  Some  dishonest  folk  not 
thiexo  in  the  ordinarx'  sense  hul  indixiduals, 
coi-poraiions,  oi-  nations  who  fail  to  reco.unize 
the  pi-opertx-  ri,L;ht>  of  others  ma\-  lln-i\-e  lor  a 
lime,  hut  iheir  ill-gotten  i;<n"n  will  confer  no  per- 
nianeiil  henelit.  A  da\-  of  reckonin.u  will  come 
and  ,ureat  soi'row  ofti'U  deep  dist^race-  will 
oxertaki'  the  oiU'  who  has  stolen  from  his 
neii^hhor  oi-  defi-auded  him  in  an\-  wa\'. 

I  i)racticed  law  foi"  man\-  \ears  <ind  came  in 
contact  with  \arious  kinds  of  dishonesty.  in 
I  lu'  loiiLi  run  it  did  not  pay  so  far  as  m\-  experi- 
ence went,  and  I  heliexe  that  t  Ih'  unanimous 
oi)im'oii  of  thouLihiful  men  is  that  while  xiolalors 
ol  t  lu'  Se\  cut  h  ( "ommandnuMit  somelinu'S  ajjpear 
to  prospei-,  lhe\-  are  certain  to  he. punished 
e\ cut  u,dl\    <ind  se\  erelw 

Ilaxini;  -poken   of   iiauh   and    honestw  let    me 
'fll    ^'■•'ii    a    true   Mor\-    from    m\-   own    lifi'  of   ilie 
^'diie  o|    pi-om[)i    ailenti('ai    to  details  esi)e(-iall\- 
in  .m:-weriiii4   letters.      When  (pu'te.i  xouii.t^  law- 
\er  in    l.oui^ian.i    I    receiwd  ,i   leiler  from  Theo- 
doie  llarriv,   ['resident  of  the  l.ouis\ilK.  j^ankin.i; 
<  "'iM''"i\-.    of    l.oni^xille,     Kentuckx,    a^kin;^    a 
"i'iid>er    o|     (|ue>iions    ahoui     a     ceriain     coiion 
pkinlaiion    near    m\     home    on    which    hi>    hank 
licid   a    leii   ihoii-.iud   do||,u-   inoi-lL;aue.      P>\    dim 
ol    ihi-ee  d.ix.-.'   haid    \\  of-k    I    >e(aired    the  doired 
iiitoiinal  ion  ,ind  i-ei)lied  fn  11  \.     Xothinu  w  a>  >,\\i\ 
'ihonl    ,1    lee    in    m\     lei  ier,    I  houuh    I    fell     i  h,il    ,ii 
h'    -i    lilleiii  doll, II-.  h.iil   hecn  eai-ned.      The  next 
111  mI    hronuhi    ,i    \  ei\     -iMieful    le.  Ier    Ironi    Mr. 
N.ni'i-   -a\iiiL;    I    had-ixen    in  foiana  I  ion    he    had 
1  ''ltd  in  \  am  lor  -ex  I  MM  I  mon  i  h-  i  o  -cem-,-,  h,i\  iu" 


written  to  se\eral  i)t'rsons  who  did  not  .mswer 
his  letlers,  complinu'nlinj.;  nie  hit;hl\-,  and 
l)romisin!4  to  ui\c'  nie  an\-  husiness  his  hank 
miKhl  ha\e  in  m\-  locality.  This  pleased  me  so 
much  that  I  said  not  hin.u,  ahoul  the  lifteen-dollar 
h'*^'-  111  ahout  twfhe  nionlhs  the  hank  sent  nw 
lor  loreclosure  suit  the  ten  thousand  dollar  mon - 
Kaiic  note,  and  after  a  contest  in  the  courts  for 
ahoiu  a  >ear  the  properl\-  was  sold  undt'r  the 
inortoaoe  and  houj^hi  in  l)\-  me  for  the  haid<. 
I  then  acte<l  as  a.ui'Ut  in  leasin,^  the  i)lantation 
tor  leu  \ears,  and  linalK'  sold  it.  My  fee  ptr  the 
loreclosurt'  suit  was  81, ()()(),  for  k'asinLi,  paxini,; 
taxes,  fic.,  an  ax'era.ue  of  81 50. 00  a  xear,  or 
81,500  for  the  ten  xears,  and  for  the  fmal  sale 
8350. 00,  makini;-  a  total  of  82,850,  all  due  to 
proiui)tness  in  answering  the  lirst  letter,  and 
Ijaxinu,  strict  attention  to  the  husiness  that 
lollowed. 

In  conclusion,  let  me  heo  of  \()u,  xomis;  tienlle- 
men,   on   this  (-onimencement    dax'   of  xoin^   new 
li\es  to  start  pirl  with  the  lii,uh  resolxe  that   xoii 
will    maintain    throu,Li,h    life   the   .uood   character 
\-ou  possess  now  and  will  alwaxs  ^ixe  .s^ood  exam- 
ple.     Manx-  exes  are  upon  all  Catholics  hecause 
il    is  known   that    their  Cluiridi  teaches  them  so 
thorou.uhlx-     ediicatin!.;     the     heart,     head,     and 
hand      and  expects  so   miic-h   of  them.      If   t  hex- 
hill   into  the  ditch   it   ^ix-es  greater  scandal  than 
tor  the  ordinarx-  man  to  lo.-e  his  path  and  stum- 
l»k'-      I  lii^  is  especiall\-  true  of  yoiin.u  men  edii- 
c.iti'd    in    such    a    colle.m'   as    X'illanoxa    with    its. 
hi,i.;h  cm-riculum  and  line  moral  inllnences.     ^■ou. 
are  siartt'd  from  .\lma  Mater  (od.ix-  well  trained 
in  intellect  and  with  the  mark  of  i^ood  character 
stamjied    upon    your    hrous.      Pri'serx-e    it    ,ii    all 
hazards    ,ind     cna-y     ii      lo     the    ^rax-e    as    your 
choicest    po^-e^>ion.      Xo  woi'd^  can   poi'li-ax"   the 
\'dne    o|    L^ood    ch.n'.icter,    which    the    immori.d 
iii-atoi-,    Sai'ueni    S.    I'l-entis^,    saxs,    "  i.s  and    ex-ei' 
should    he    ,1    wall    of    Mi'iMi'-^th    to    ii>    po-,^,.-,^,  ,i- 
and    a    -excn-lold    shield    im    him    \\h<i   heai->    ii." 
*  'ood  characi  e|-  i>  ex  ei-\  dn'nu,  and   u  il  lioni    il    lile 
I:-    111  II     w  (  M'l  h    li\  ill'' . 


Rt.   Kt'\ .   Mirliac'l  j.  Ilolian,   D.D,,  Hisho])  of  Scranioii, 
wlio  assistfil  ai    the   t'oiuifu'til    Mass  ami  ("(uniiu'iiccnu'iit 


l'.\c'rt-is('s. 


II-  t  .\ivll,'nr\ 


ll'iirx    I  ii.'   Ai  1M-:  I'll,     I  )  -Ic^.i' 


(•  ar  ■■  niu  I.!  1 


,!    l.\     \  .     K   -V   .    Ci.Th 


'  '  'II,    I'l  ,■  \  1  nri,i  1    .[III!    I\i  \       1,!  Ill   -    1 .    1  )(■  i  M.    I'r.'-i  1,'ii     ■  i|    \  ij'  iiu 
(  •  '111  niciii  mil  'III    n,i  \  .      (  I  iii'i  I  -\    I'l    I'l  ,i',ii  I'  li  1;  i  !    /'.'  ■'  '/i    /.'':•_',■ 


I .    :  n    1 . 


-   \1     l>ii 
■     ■  -  -  i '  '  n 


20 


THE    VILLA VOVAN 


Address 

By  Hon.  Thomas  Riley  Marshall,  J.D.,  Vice-President  of  the  Lnited  States 


Your    Grace,    Distinguished    Dignitaries    of    the 
Church,  Ladies  and  Gentlemen: 

In  the  few  remaining  moments  of  this  inter- 
esting occasion  it  will  not  be  possible  for  me  to 
prove  myself  worthy  of  the  very  unusual  and 
distinguished  honor  which  you  have  conferred 
upon  me.  Perhaps  it  is  fortunate  that  the  time 
is  so  short;  otherwise  I  might  prove  that  I  am 
wholly  unworthy.  It  is,  however,  proper  for  me, 
gratefully  and  if  possible,  graciously  to  thank 
this  ancient  and  honorable  Christian  institution 
for  the  degree  of  Doctor  of  Jurisprudence  this 
day  conferred  upon  me. 

I  had  hoped,  within  the  quiet  precincts  of  an 
institution  dedicated  to  Christian  scholarship,  to 
escape  for  one  day  from  the  noise  and  tumult 
of  the  war  in  which  our  people  are  engaged.  I 
find  it  is  not  possible.  Even  here  its  great  hor- 
rors have  penetrated.  This  leads  me  to  say 
that  I  am  not  at  all  alarmed  about  its  final  out- 
come. The  American  people  are  easy-going, 
slow  to  anger,  but  w  hen  once  aroused  they  are 
terrible  in  their  might.  The  war  will  not  end 
save  in  a  triumph  for  American  arms. 

There  is,  however,  a  matter  about  which  I 
am  deeply  concerned  and  that  is,  what  shall  be 
the  leadership  of  the  future?  For,  regardless  of 
the  form  of  government  from  the  most  abso- 
lute monarchy  to  the  freest  democracy,  men 
always  have  been  and  always  must  be  led.  We 
are  hoping  and  believing  that  wars  shall  cease 
with  the  termination  of  this  one.  We  are  blind 
to  the  history  of  civilization,  however,  if  we 
assume  that  they  can  end  by  mere  statecraft. 
Nothing  is  more  fallacious  than  to  assume  that 
the  conscience  is  an  unerring  guide.  One  of  the 
weaknesses  of  the  Republic  has  been  its  teaching 
that  men  are  entitled  to  worship  God  according 
to  the  dictates  of  their  own  consciences.  If  it 
were  possible  for  me  to  revise  this  much-abused 
statement,  I  should  make  it  to  read  that  men 
are  entitled  to  worship  God  without  the  inter- 
ference of  churchly  authority,  for  in  this  manner 
I  would  impress  upon  every  human  being  the 
necessity  to  worship  God  in  order  to  have  right 


thinking  and  right  acting  and  thus  bring  about 
permanent  peace. 

I  am  not,  myself,  entirely  convinced  that, 
under  all  circumstances,  we  have  the  right  of 
private  judgment.  Attacked  with  symptoms  of 
appendicitis,  I  shall  not  endeavor  to  ascertain 
the  truth  by  sending  for  a  plumber.  Conscience 
never  was  and  never  will  be  an  infallible  guide. 
It  must  be  educated  along  right  lines  in  order 
to  constitute  such  a  guide.  The  German  con- 
science believes  that  the  individual  German 
should  be  honest  and  truthful  and  just  in  all  his 
dealings  with  the  representative  of  the  Belgian 
Government  now  seated  upon  this  platform  but, 
when  it  comes  to  the  collective  conduct  of  the 
German  people  toward  the  Belgian  people, 
treaties  are  "scraps  of  paper,"  murder,  rapine, 
destruction  of  sacred  and  art  treasures,  and  ter- 
rorism are  perfectly  legitimate.  They  do  not 
rest  as  wrongs  upon  the  individual  conscience  of 
the  individual  German  nor  dees  the  German 
Government  have  an  entity  and  a  conscience 
which  will  be  punished  in  any  o.her  way  than 
by  the  force  of  arms. 

Thus  it  appears  to  me  that  the  hope,  the  abso- 
lute hope,  of  permanent  peace  in  the  world 
must  come  from  the  training  of  the  conscience 
of  the  individual  man  along  right  lines.  I  have, 
therefore,  always  held,  it  to  be  the  duty  of  the 
parent  to  train  the  child  to  understand  as  much 
his  responsibility  to  God  and  to  his  fellowmen 
as  his  responsibility  to  his  family  and  to  himself. 

The  permanent  peace  of  the  world  is  to  be 
assured  when  the  conscience  of  each  individual 
is  taught  that  there  is  no  distinction  between 
right  and  wrong  whether  applied  to  the  relations 
of  man  to  man  or  nation  to  nation. 

It  follows  that  in  a  land  of  religious  liberty, 
where  there  is  not  and  never  shall  be  any  state 
church,  I  look  with  favor  and  gratification  upon 
Villanova  College  and  all  its  kind,  where  a  lib- 
eral education  consists  not  only  in  book  learn- 
ing and  in  physical  prowess  but  also  in  the  teach- 
ing of  those  humanities  which  will  impress  the 
young  man  that  God  is  in  all  and  over  all;   that 


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he  caniiot  hold  His  laws  as  binding  in  the  relation 
of  man  to  man  and  hold  them  to  be  in  abeyance 
in  the  relations  of  state  and  state. 

I  hope  that  everywhere  in  America  each  educa- 
tional institution  will  devote  part  of  its  time  to 
the  training  of  the  future  leaders  of  society  and 
government  to  believe  that  nations  are  only 
individuals  in  the  aggregate  and  ihat  what  is 
just  and  right  between  individuals  must  be 
just  and  right  between  nations;  that  what  con- 
stitutes crime  and  wrong  and  injustice  between 
men  also  constitutes  crime  and  wrong  and  injus- 
tice between  states. 

Do  you  ask  me  if  in  this  manner  I  hope  to 
make  a  world  democratic?  If  so,  I  answer 
"Yes"  and  "No"  for,  by  the  very  constitution 
of  society  the  aristocrat  will  always  survive, 
always  the  world  will  be  ruled  by  the  best,  or 
by  that  which  claims  and  pretends  to  be  the 


best.  Therefore,  I  am  hoping  that,  as  there  was 
One  who  brought  upon  himself  the  envy,  con- 
tumely and  scorn  of  humankind  because  He 
sought  to  serve  His  fellowmen;  Who  dragged 
His  cross  along  the  Via  Dolorosa  and  was  cruci- 
fxed  between  two  malefactors;  Who  was  both 
son  of  man  and  Son  of  God,  both  aristocrat  and 
democrat,  the  future,  through  Christian  educa- 
tion, will  furnish  to  the  world  a  rule  of  genuine 
aristocrats  because  they  are  the  greatest  demo- 
crats, because  our  sole  purpose  will  be  the  pur- 
pose of  the  Great  Teacher  of  Mankind — to  go 
about  doing  good.  May  He,  without  Whose 
approving  smile  our  labor  is  all  in  vain,  be. 
roundabout  this  ancient  and  honorable  institu- 
tion so  long  as  it  shall  continue  to  teach  faith  in 
God,  love  of  country  and  good-will  toward 
humankind,  even  as  the  mountains  are  round- 
about Jerusalem. 


Vice-President  Marshall  delivering  his  address. 
Courtesy  of  Philadelphia  Public  Ledger. 


20                               ,.                  ■         r  I!  1-:     \'  1  L  LA  \"()\-  A  \ 

Address 

\l\  Hon.  Tiioma--  kll,l•:^   Marsh, \i.i..  j.D..   Vice-J^rcsidoil  of  the  I  Jiilcd  Sidles 

]oiir    (irtiic.     Ihslnivjiisiicd     r>i<^)iil(trics    of    llic  thiiikiii;^  aiul  ri;^lil   ;i(~iiniian(l   t  bus  hrin^  al'(nil 

(  iiiirih.  Liiilic.s  (1)1(1  (iciillcnirii:  piTiiiaiU'iii  peace. 

ill    ilu'   [(•\\    i-(iiiaiiimL;   iiiiimi'uis  ol    ilii>  iiiicr-  I    a.iu    nol,    nust'lf,    ciuirels-    coinincfd    (hat, 

e^iiiiii  occasion  ii    will  not   l:c  p()>^il!li'  toi-  me  (o  under   all    circumstances,    we   hax'e   c  he    riiiht    of 

pi'o\  e    niv-ell    worihy   ol    ilu'    \  cry    unusual    and  pri\  ;ue  judt^niem  .     Aiiacked   wiih  svinpioms  of 

(li>i  inL:iii>hed    hoiioi-    which    you    ha\e    conferri'd  ap])endicii  is,    1    shall    noi    endeaxor   io   asceriain 

upon  nu-.      rerhap>  ii   i^  h)riunaie  ihai    ihe  iinie  ihe  iruih  bs'  sendiiiL;  for  a  plumber.     Conscience 

i>  >o  >hori  ;    (iJiei-wi-e   I    mi.^hi    i)i-()\t'   (hai    I   am  niAcr  was  and   ne\ cr  -will  be  an   infallible  ^ui('e. 

w  holly  mi  w  ori  h\.      Ii  i>,  h(iv\  excr,  proper  lor  me.  Ii    musi    b'e  educaii'd   alomi  ri^lu    lines    in   order 

;4ialeliill\     and    it    |)o>^ible,    uiaciou^ly    lo    Jiank  to   consiicuie  ^uch   a   ^uide.      'Idle  (".ernian   coii- 

1  h:-~  aiicuTi  I   and   In  ..ik  n.d  )!e  (   hi"isii,m   insiiiuii<in  science     beliexes     ihac     ihe    iniMxidua.l     (U'rm.in 

lor   the  ('e.Mee  o|    |)o(  loi-  o|    j  urisj)i"u<K'nce   ilii^.  should  be  honi'Si  and  irmhful  and  iusi   in  all  h\> 

(lav  conle!red    upon   me.  de;din.L;s   widi    ihe  repie-eiii  ai  i\e  of  die    l^el^ian 

I    h.id   liiiped.  wiihm   iheipiiei    p]'ecincl>o|   an  ( 'io\-eriimeii  i  now   st'aied  upon  i  his  [)lai  fc.'rni  bui  , 

iiiM  ii  m  ion  di'dic, lied  io(  hrix  i.tn  M'liolarsliip,  lo  when   ii    comes   io  1  lu'  ccilUutixe  condiua    of   die 

escape   lor  one  da\    Irom    die   iioIm'  and    Imnuji  (".ermaai     people     i(n\ard     die     i^jt-lyian     peoj de. 

o|    die  war  in   which  our  people  are  t'lp^a.ued.      I  ireaues  are   "scraps  of   pa.per,"    murder,   ra]Mne, 

Imd   II   i>  noi   p(>>ible.      |-.\cn   heii'  iiS  i^reai    lior-  des.riicdoii  ol  sa.cred  aaid  art    iVea^nres,  and   ier- 

ror-    JMNe    peiici  r.iu'd.        i  hi-    K':'ds    me    lo    >a\  ri.a'ism    a.re    perle(al\-    le^iiimaic.      The,     do    no! 

diai    i  .1111  iiiM  ai   all  .darnied  aboui   i.^  Imal  oni-  rcM  as  w  ronii,>  upon  ihv  indixidual  constai'iice  if 

Come.        Ihe    .\ineric,'ii     people    are    ea>\-^oinL; ,  die    indix  idua.l    (lerman     nor  ,dM'>    die    (lermaii 

^low    IO    Miuer,   bii;    when   oiii  e  .irocr-eil    d,e\    ari'  ( '.o\  err.  irer,  i    li;'\e    an    en.ii\"    and    a    cc'iiMiem  e 

lernbji-   in    dieir   mnjii.       Ihe    war   \\iil    iioi    end  \\  Inch    will    be   punished    in   ane  o.her   \\  a  k    dian 

-a\r  m  <!   iiiniiM  h  loi'  .^m(■l'ic,:n  arm^.  b\    die  forct'  of  arni^. 

Ilieie    i-.    liowe\er,    a    maioM'   .dioui    which    I  i  liii^  i  I  api)ears  lo  me  ilia.i  die  liope,  die  a.b>o.- 

aiii   derpi\    (i-iicen.ed  and   di.ii    i--.   wliai   >liall   be  liiie    hope,    of    perma.reiil     peace    in     i\]v    world 

die  leadei-diip  o|    die  Imine.-'      b>)r.  ia\u. i rd|c-,>  of  mib-i    ciaue   from    die   iiaiiiiii^  of   die  c(Mi;-cience 

die    loini    o|    uo\enimeiii    lio'in    i  lie    iiiom    ,!b-.o-  of  die  iiKi  i\  iilu.d  man  aloni;  i  iidi  i   line-..      I  liavi,-, 

hiie    nM^nanhx     io    die    liee-i     i 'emocracs  ,    men  iherelore,   ab\a\'s   held    i,    lo  \v    ihe  dinx    <-■]    die 

■  ilwav-  li,i\e  lici-ii  and  ab\.i\>>  iiiii-i    1  e  led.      We  paieiii    io  irain   die  child   io  iinia^r-iand  a-  much 

are    JKipiii-    ,iiid    behe\  iiil:    dial     w,a"-   -h.ill    ce,i-e  hi-   re-]  )oii;-ibili  i  \-    lo   ( ',od    and    lo   hi-    fi'llnwineii 

Willi   die   I  erimii.i  I  K  111  o|    1  ill-  one.      We  .lie  blind  .i-  hi-  re-pon-ibih  i  \    i  o  hi-  l.nnil  v  and  i  i  >  liim-el  f. 

lo    die    hi-oir\     111    I  i\  ili/.ii  ion,     Icwixri,    il     \\  e  Ihe    permaiieiii    pe.ice    n\    die    world    i-    i<i    be 

.i----iiii'o    di  ;i    die\     CMi    end    b\     iiieie    - 1 , 1 1  eci".  i  i  i  .  .i--iired    when    die  conscience  of  e.icli   iiidi\idu;d 

Xodiiii'^   I-   iiioiT   i.dl.icioii-   diaii    IO  ,i---uiiie   ill, II  i-    i.iir^lii     di.il     i  here    i-    no   id'-;  iiici  ion    be, ween 

die  ci  Ml -lie  nee  i-  ,iii   mierriiiL^  miide.      (  )iie  o|    ihe  ri-ln  ,ind  w  ron^  w  lici  her  .ipplied   i  o  die  rel,ii  lon- 

W  e,iklle-M  -  (  i|    die   Kepllblic  li.i-  1  eeil   i,  -  icicllim;  ol    111,111   to  mail  or  11,11  ion    i  o  ii.ii  ion. 

di,ii    men   ,i!"e  eiii  1 1  led   1 1 1  w  oi-li  1  p  (  lod   ,  iccoi'i  i  i  ii'_;  li    |oll<)W>   ili,ii    in   ,i    bind   of   reliL!,io;;-   libeiix, 

io    die  da  1. lie-  o|    dieir  own    i  on-i  icnce-.       Il    ii  where   dure  i-  nol    .ind   ne\  er  di,ill   be  ,in\    -one 

x\ere  |ii]--iblr  |(ir  me  lo  re\i-e   dii-  iniicli-,ibu-ed  cliiirch,    I   look   widi  f,i\oi-  ,ind  L;r,i  i  ilici  i  ion   npiai 

-i,i  i  eiiieii  1  .    I    -lioiild    111, ike   il    lo   re, id    di,ii    nun  \'ill,aio\,i   ('olle^e  ,ind   .ill    ii>   kind,   wheie  ,i    lib- 

•  iie   iiiiiiled    lo   W(M-lii|i   (.oil    widioiii     ihe   imer-  er,il   educ, iiion    coii-i-i-   noi    diiU     in    book    le,ii!i- 

leieiiii    o|  I  hm  rill  \   ,i  iidiorii  \  ,  lov  ill  dii-  iiMiiiier  inu  ,iiid  in  pli\  -icil  j  )ro\\  e--  bin  ,il-o  in  die  i  e.icli- 

i    would    impre--    ii|Hiii    e\er\     liniii.m    beiiiL;    die  inu   of   dio-e   hum.miiie-   which    \\ill   im!)ie--   die 

iiece--ii  \    IO  w  o'l-hip  <  .od  ni  i  'nUv  lo  h,i\  e  ri^lii  \  ounn  m,iii  thai   (  '.od  i-  in  ,ill  ,iiid  o\  er  ,ill  ;    ili,ii 


r  II  !•:     \'  1  L  L  A  X  ()\' A  X 


21 


ln'  caiuioi  liol'l  I  lis  la\\  s  as  liindin;^  ill  i  he  relation 
(if  man  in  man  and  lidld  ilicni  io  \sv  in  alit'\ancf 
in  1  Ih'  iX'lalions  ol  siait'  and  siaic. 

I  Ii!  ipt-  I  lial  c'\cT\  w  hvw  in  Anu'rica  each  cdnca- 
lion.d  inslilniion  will  t'cxoii'  ])ari  ol  ils  iinic  io 
ilu'  iraiin'ni^  ot  I  he  fniurc  leaders  of  ^ociei-y  and 
H()\erninenl  lo  beliex'e  thai  nau'ons  ai'i'  onl>' 
indi\iduals  in  I  he  a!;ij,ri\Liale  and  ihat  w  iia.l  is 
iu>i  .and  riLihl  be.ween  in(li\idu;ds  nuisi  l)e 
insi  and  ri^hi  beiween  naiions;  liiu,  whai  eon- 
slilntes  crime  and  w  rons;  and  injusdee  between 
nun  also  const  ii  ules  crime  and  \\  ronsa,  and  injiis- 
1  ice  bel  w  een  siaies. 

I  )o  you  ask  me  il  in  ihis  manner  I  hope  to 
make  a  world  democratic.-'  If  so,  I  ajiswer 
'Ai's"  and  "Xo"  tor,  hy  ihe  \ery  consiiuiiion 
ot  societN'  t  hie  arisiocral  will  al\\a\s  sur\i\-e, 
alw.iNs  (he  world  will  be  ruled  b\'  ihe  besi,  or 
li\    ihai    which   claims   and    i)rea'nds   lo   be    ihe 


besi.  Therefore,  I  .un  hoping;  thai,  as  i  lu-re  \\a> 
Owe  who  broui;,hi  upon  him>elt  ihe  en\\',  con- 
tumely and  scorn  ot  huinaid<ind  becaut^e  lie 
souu,hl  io  ser\(_-  Ili>  fellow  men  ;.  W  ho  di'anned 
I  lis  cross  aloni;  i  he  \'ia  I  )oloros.i  and  was  ci'uci- 
lied  between  iwo  maletac  ioi's;  Who  was  both 
son  ol  man  and  Son  ot  (lod,  boih  ai'ir^ocrat  and 
democrai,  die  fiiiure,  ihrou.^h  (  hrislian  I'duc.i- 
tion,  will  ftnaiisli  lo  ihe  world  a  rule  of  i;eiiuine 
arisioci^ars  because  i  lies'  are  the  ^reaiesi  di'tiio- 
crais,  because  our  sole  pui"post'  will  be  the  pur- 
post'  ot  ihe  (ireai  Teacher  ol  Mankind  io  y,o 
about  doiiijj,  ,sj,oo(l.  Ma\'  lie,  wiihoiil  Whose 
api)ro\  iiiu,  smile  our  labor  is  all  in  \ain,  be 
roundabout  this  ancient  and  honorable  inslitn- 
lion  so  lont;  as  it  shall  continue  io  ieach  tailh  in 
Cod,  loNX-  of  couiury  and  .L;ood-will  toward 
liuniaiikind,  e\'en  ;  s  Jie  niouiitcuns  ,u'e  round- 
.d)oui  Jerusalem. 


\  ii  r   rrc^iil'iil    M,ir-ii,ill  ( li'li\  riiii'^  iii-  ,i(|i  lfc-~ 
(  'iini('-\  m|    I 'iiil,iil(l|iiii,i   /'iihlii    I. ill  ■:,:■>'. 


21    ■•    ■;::-^  :■/'■■'■    \'^.;v-  ';■■■'     THE    VILLANOVAN 

Pontifical  Mass 

Solemn    Pontifical    Mass   was   celebrated    on  Church,    Greenwich,    N.    Y.      Rev.    George   S. 

Tuesday  morning  in  the  College  Chapel.     The  Walker,  O.  S.  A.,  and  Rev.  Charles  J.  Melchior, 

long   procession   slowly  -wended   its  way   from  O.  S.  A.,  were  the  Masters  of  Ceremonies.     In 

the     main    entrance    of    the    Monastery — the  the  Sanctuary  were  the  Rt.  Rev.  Philip  R.  Mc- 

alumni,  the  student-body,  the  graduating  class  Devitt,    Bishop   of   Harrisburg,    and    Rt.    Rev. 

and  candidates  for  degrees  in  caps  and  gowns,  Michael  J.  Hoban,  Bishop  of  Scranton.    A  beau- 

the   scholastics,   brothers  and   priests  of  Villa-  tiful    musical    program    was    rendered    by   the 

nova,    the    visiting    clergy    and    distinguished  Villanova  College  Choir. 

guests,  the  ministers  of  the  Mass  and  the  vener-  Among  those  present  in  the  sanctuary,  in  addi- 

able   representative   of   Our   Holy   Father,   the'  tion  to  many  Augustinian  Fathers,  were  Mon- 

Apostolic  Delegate,  Archbishop  John  Bonzano,  signors  Turner,  Crane,  Murphy;  Fathers  Gough, 

D.D.,^ — while   the   glorious   strains   of   "Magne  Flood,    Carey,    Hickey    (of   Brooklyn);     Father 

Pater"  rang  through  old  Villanova's  halls.  Dominic,   Rector  of  St.   Michael's   Monastery, 

The  beautiful  chapel  was  elaborately  decor-  West  Hoboken,  N.  J.;  Fathers  McCabe,  Ma- 
ated  with  red  and  white  roses  and  myriads  of  loney,  Cowley,  M.  C.  Donovan,  Walsh,  S.  J. 
flickering  candles.  V.  Rev.  Charles  M.  Driscoll,  Martin  of  Conn.,  A.  J.  Plunkett,  Parker,  P.  A. 
O.  S.  A.,  the  Provincial,  assisted  His, Excellency,  Daly,  John  Thompson,  M.  C.  Gormley,  Naylon, 
who  was  the  Celebrant,  while  Rev.  James  F.  McGinnis,  Campa,  W.  O.  Howard,  D.  H.  Don- 
Green,  O.  S.  A.,  President  of  St.  Rita's  College,  ovan,  Kelleher,  John  Lucitt,  Mellon,  Sullivan. 
Chicago,  111.,  was  Deacon  of  the  Mass  and  V. 

Rev.  John  B.  Leonard,  O.  S.  A.,  Prior  of  Villa-  The  Jubilee  sermon  was  to  have  been  delivered 

nova  Monastery  Sub-Deacon.    The  Deacons  of  by  Rev.  John  I.  Whelen,  '93,  Ph.D.,  editor  of 

Honor  were  Rev.  James  T.  O'Reilly,  O.  S.  A.,  the  Brooklyn  Tablet,  but  in  his  absence  due  to 

of  St,   Mary's  Church,   Lawrence,   Mass.,  and  illness,  the  Rev.  James  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A.,  Presi- 

Rev.  Edward  G.  Dohan,  O.  S.  A.  of  St.  Joseph's  dent  of  Villanova,  assumed  the  role  of  preacher. 


UPl^TOIWWt!?*'^'" 


THE    VILLANOVAN       .  '                23 

Jubilee  Sermon 

By  Rev.  J.  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A. 

"Aftd  going  up  into  one  of  the    boats  that    was  What  more  ideal  from  an  educational  stand- 

Simons,  point  than  to  sit  at  the  feet  of  God's  anointed 

He  desired  him  to  draw  hack  a  little  from  the  and  to  imbibe  from  consecrated  lips  not  merely 

shore.  the  principles  of  a  divine  faith  but  also  the  ele- 

And  sitting  He  taught  the  multitude  out  of  the  ments  of  secular  knowledge;    to  listen  to  the 

boat." — St.  Luke  5:  3.  inspired  word  spoken  gently  amid  surroundings 

that  breathe  serenity  and  peace,  and  to  delve 

IT  has  been  well  said,  my  brethren,  that  a  into  scientific  lore  under  the  guidance  of  those 

work  of  genius  is  a  work  for  all  time;    a  whose  practical   belief  gives  them  a  true  per- 

work  produced,   if  you  will,   in   ages   long  spective?      What    better    preparation    for    life's 

since  past,  yet  so  close  to  the  human  heart  that  journey  than  to  dwell  for  years  along  the  shores 

it  seems  but  the  expression  of  yesteryear.     So,  of  the  placid  ocean  of  truth,   building  stoutly 

in  the  greatest  of  all  works  of  genius,  the  inspired  and  strongly,  before  launching  out  into  the  deep 

Word  of  Almighty  God,  there  is  not  a  passage  waters,  with  their  uncharted  shoals  and  their 

and  scarcely  a  word  but  conveys  a  message  and  varying  currents? 

teaches  a  lesson  even  today.     There  is,  too,  a  It  would  be  entirely  out  of  place  on  an  occa- 

marvelous  wealth  of  meaning  in  the  order  which  sion  of  this  kind  to  condemn  or  even  to  criticise 

Mother  Church  gives  to  her  gospel  lessons,  scat-  any  system  of  education,  be  it  secular  or  religious, 

tered  like  pearls  of  great  price  throughout  the  You  have  heard  oft-times  of  the  dangers  that 

ecclesiastical  year.     Search  the  pages  of  Holy  ensue  to  the  community  as  well  as  to  the  indi- 

Writ  as  you  will  and  there  appears  no  text,  no  vidual  from  godless  schools.     Suffice  it  to  say 

passage  more  directly  appHcable  to  the  event  that  so  impartial  an  observer  as  George  Bernard 

of  this  morning,  than  the  few  words  we  have  Shaw    has    publicly    declared    that    unreligious 

chosen  from  the  gospel  of  next  Sunday.  education    is    necessarily    irreligious    education, 

"Going  up  into  one  of  the  boats  that  was  and  that  any  system  of  mental  training  which 

Simon's."      How  wonderfully  simple,   yet   how  excludes   religion   is   psychologically   and   peda- 

prophetic  these  words!     Jesus  Christ  still  con-  gogically    foreordained    to    failure.       Common 

tinues  to  abide  in  the  bark  of  Peter  (who  was  sense  tells  us  that,  in  spite  of  our  boasted  liberty 

formerly  Simon)  and  still  pilots  the  apparently  of  thought  and  conscience,  we  have  no  right  to 

frail  vessel  safe  and  sound  between  the  Scylla  of  think  what  is  evil,  no  right  to  say  what  is  not 

passion   and  the   Charybdis  of  unbelief.      "He  true,   no   right   to   do   what   is   morally   wrong, 

desired  him  to  draw  back  a  little  from  the  land";  Knowledge  of  good  and  evil  is  undoubtedly  a 

away  from  the  harassing  pressure  of  the  multi-  prime  requisite  for  virtuous  conduct,  but  it   is 

tude,  away  from  the  strife  and  the  stress  of  the  by  no  means  the  only  requisite.    Training  of  the 

world,  away  from  the  eddying  currents  that  con-  mind  does  not  necessarily  imply  strengthening 

verge  round  the  shore,  out  into  the  deep  waters  of  the  will,  nor  is  character  the  inseparable  com- 

that  know  no  tempest  and  harbor  no  derelicts,  panion  of  education.     The  physical  evils  which 

"And  sitting  He  taught  the  multitude  out  of  the  result  from  a  life  of  sin  are  none  the  less  real 

ship."    And  so  he  continues  to  teach  the  multi-  because  of  the  victim's  knowledge,  neither  is  his 

tude  throughout  the  ages,  to  teach  them  from  resisting  power  increased  by  the  revolting  exam- 

an  atmosphere  that  is  beyond  the  reach  of  taint  pies  set  before  him.    Knowledge  does  not  insure 

and  corruption,  to  teach  them  from  the  placid  man  against  the  evils  of  unrestrained  passion; 

waters  of  truth  and  virtue,  to  teach  them  prin-  Christ  alone  can  save  the  wo»-ld  and  make  men 

ciples  that  are  ever  ancient  yet  always  new.  free.    Surely  then  there  is  little  to  be  hoped  for 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


from  a  system  in  which  ethical  culture  has  dis- 
placed religion  and  a  suggestive  hygiene  has 
taken  the  place  of  time-honored  moral  principles. 

Neither  is  it  our  purpose  to  enter  upon  a 
defense  or  an  attempted  justification  of  the 
Catholic  educational  system.  That  system  is 
an  established  fact  and  the  evident  results  more 
than  repay  the  sacrifices  we  are  so  often  called 
upon  to  make.  It  is  a  fundamental  principle  in 
ethics  that  the  right  to  educate  the  child  belongs 
primarily  to  the  parents;  hence  we  cannot  but 
view  with  alarm  the  socialistic  tendencies  which 
manifest  themselves  so  strongly  today  in  the 
matter  of  State  control  of  education.  We  hold 
that  God  has  laid  upon  the  parents  a  solemn 
obligation  to  bring  up  their  children  in  the  ways 
of  truth  and  justice;  to  train  them  to  become 
not  mere  cog-wheels  in  a  great  machine,  but 
free  and  responsible  beings  with  a  definite  work 
to  do  and  a  positive  destiny  to  attain.  What 
sacrifices  the  Catholic  educational  policy  repre- 
sents! Sacrifices  alike  of  priest  and  people  and 
the  constant  oblation  of  those  noble  men  and 
women  who,  under  the  vows  of  religion,  give 
their  all  in  order  that  Mother  Church  may  have 
a  cleft  in  the  rock  and  a  cave  in  the  mountain- 
side to  train  her  little  ones  in  the  knowledge 
that  leads  to  God.  And  yet  the  system  is  well 
V.  or  h  the  sacrifice,  not  alone  because  of  the 
results  obtained,  but,  even  more,  because  of  the 
principle  for  which  it'stands. 

It  is  sometimes  asserted  and  occasionally  by 
men  of  seemingly  sober  judgment,  that  the 
development  of  the  Catholic  school  system  is 
due  primarily  to  the  Church's  desire  to  keep  the 
masses  in  ignorance  of  historical  truth  and  to 
stifle  that  scientific  investigation  which  some 
imagine  might  lead  to  an  uprooting  of  long- 
accepted  and  fundamental  beliefs.  We  are  led 
to  understand  that  popular  education  owes  its 
beginning  to  the  so-called  Reformation.  As  a 
matter  of  fact,  the  common  school  systems  of 
the  present  day  have  nowhere  attained  to  the 
degree  of  perfection  that  characterized  the 
Catho'ic  schools  of  the  pre-Reformation  period. 
Even  our  highest  educational  institutions  are 
not  yet  abreast  of  the  average  Catholic  Univer- 
sity of  the  Middle  Ages.  Only  a  short  time  ago 
the  American  Medical  Society  advocated  meas- 


ures for  the  improvement  of  the  study  of  the 
healing  art  which  brings  the  course  into  exact 
accord  with  that  laid  down  by  Pope  John  XXII 
in  a  Bull  issued  February  18,  1321.  Unfortu- 
nately we  have  not  yet  sufficiently  developed 
to  place  the  study  of  law  on  the  high  plane 
advocated  by  this  supposed  enemy  of  progress 
and  enlightenment. 

Do  you  know  that  the  best  historians  of  the 
present  generation  have  established  beyond 
shadow  of  doubt  the  fact  that  the  wonderful 
progress  of  the  last  few  centuries  was  not  only 
not  inspired  by,  but  was  actually  retarded  at 
least  one  hundred  years  by  the  religious  upheaval 
of  the  sixteenth  centUfy?  Practically  all  of  our 
modern  ideas  are  iij  reality  not  modern  at  all, 
but  are  daily  being  re-discovered  hidden  away 
in  the  musty  manuscripts  of  the  old  monasteries, 
so  ruthlessly  pillaged  and  destroyed.  Not  only 
did  the  Church  never  hinder  the  search  after 
knowledge,  but  on  the  contrary  she  has  always 
been  and  still  is  its  foremost  defender  and  its 
most  powerful  patron.  There  is  not  a  single 
branch  of  art,  literature  or  science  whose  basic 
principles  were  not  laid  by  a  Catholic  religious 
or  a  devout  Catholic  layman,  men  noted  alike 
for  their  child-like  faith  and  their  remarkable 
originality  and  independence  of  thought;  men 
who  not  only  met  with  no  opposition  from  their 
ecclesiastical  superiors,  but  whose  work  was 
rendered  possible  only  by  the  hearty  support 
and  the  co-operation  of  those  very  Churchmen 
who  have  been  too  often  looked  upon  as  the 
implacable  foes  of  the  dissemination  of  knowl- 
edge. On  reading  the  records  of  the  old  con- 
vents, now  being  brought  from  the'r  seclusion, 
one  cannot  help  marveling  at  the  wonderful 
intellectual  power  and  the  prophetic  insight  of 
those  men  who  have  been  so  frequently  regarded 
as  the  enemies  of  culture  and  enlightenment. 
Only  too  often  is  the  credit  for  remarkable  dis- 
covery or  invention  given  to  someone  who  can 
justly  lay  no  claim  thereto,  whilst  the  real  hero 
lies  hidden  in  the  recesses  of  some  Middle-Age 
cloister.  It  calls  to  mind  rather  forcibly  some 
beautiful  lines  recounting  the  hardships,  fol- 
lowed by  lack  of  appreciation,  of  the  explorer 
who  goes  beyond  the  edge  of  cultivation,  where 
trails  run  out  and  stop: 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


.  25 


"  Well  I  know  who'll  take  the  credit-^all  the  clever 
chaps  that  followed — 
Came  a  dozen  men  together — never  knew  my 
desert  fears; 
Tracked  me  by  the  camps  I'd  quitted,  used  the 
water-holes  rd  hollowed. 
They'll  go  back  and  do  the  talking.    They'll  be 
called  the  pioneers. 

"They  will  find  my  sites  of  townships — not  the 
'  cities  that  I  set  there, 

They  will  rediscover  rivers — not  my  rivers  heard 
at  night. 
By  my  own  old  marks  and  bearings  they  will  show 
me  how  to  get  there, 
By  the  lowly  cairns  I  builded  they  will  guide 
my  feet  aright. 

"Have  I  named  one  single  river?    Have  I  claimed 
one  single  acre? 
Have  I  kept  one  single  nugget?    Barring  sam- 
ples?    No,  not  I. 
Because  my  price  was  paid  me  ten  times  over  by 
my  Maker. 
But  you  woiddn't  understand  it.     You  go  up 
and  occupy." 

Verily,  the  world  does  not  appreciate  the 
wonderful  advances  along  educational  lines  that 
were  made  in  an  age  which  has  long  been  slan- 
derously termed  an  era  of  intellectual  bondage 
and  of  moral  depravity.  Is  it  any  wonder  that 
De  Maistre  should  refer  to  history  as  "that 
conspiracy  against  truth?" 

The  present  worth  of  any  system,  however, 
does  not  depend  upon  the  antiquity  of  its 
origin ;  neither  is  it  determined  by  the  wealth 
of  illustrious  names  that  blazon  its  path  through 
the  ages.  That  which  has  nothing  but  antiquity 
to  recommend  it,  may  be  deserving  of  rever- 
ence and  respect;  yet  we  do  well  to  pray  that 
its  end  may  be  peaceful  and  its  last  days  not 
without  honor.  The  important  thing,  the  only 
thing  worthy  of  consideration,  is  the  present- 
day  efficiency  of  the  system.  What  we  want  to 
know  is  this:  Are  we  equipping  men  and 
women  for  the  battle  of  life?  Do  we  send  them 
forth  armed  with  the  most  approved  weapons 
and  skilled  in  the  tactics  of  the  day?  Or,  rather 
do  we  urge  them  meekly  onward  to  tilt  with 


windmills  of  their  own  construction  and,  in  their 
Quixotic  zeal,  to  derive  their  inspiration  from 
an  intellectually  myopic  Sancho  Panza?  And 
in  reply  we  dare  assert,  my  brethren,  without 
fear  of  contradiction,  that  the  very  trend  of 
events  demands  that  type  of  mental  and  moral 
training  which  is  given  today  only  in  our 
Catholic  schools  and  colleges. 

It  is  not  enough  in  this,   our  day  to  limit 
parental  and  religious  control  of  education  to  the 
years  of  childhood,  to  learn  under  proper  super- 
vision those  truths  only  whose   knowledge   is 
necessary  to  eternal  salvation.    Something  more 
is  required.     Upon  the  great  body  of  Catholic 
laymen  depends  in  great  measure  the  welfare  of 
both  Church  and  State.     We  must  stand  as  a 
unit ;   an  insuperable  barrier  against  the  onrush- 
ing  tide  of  intellectual  anarchy  and  the  threat- 
ening avalanche  of  a  false  economic  socialism. 
If  we  would  be  true  to  our  trust,  we  must  know 
the  Catholic  attitude  toward  those  fundamental 
problems  which  now  occupy  the  public  mind. 
We  have  a  philosophy  that  is  the  outgrowth  of 
the  noblest  efforts  of  human  reason,  enlightened 
by  divine  revelation  and  enriched  by  the  experi- 
ence of  centuries.    To  know  that  philosophy  and 
to  apply  its  principles  to  the  questions  of  the 
day   is  the  task  for  which  our  educated   laity 
should  be  fitted ;   and  now  here  can  that  philoso- 
phy be  learned  to  better  advantage — if  at  all — 
than  in  our  Catholic  colleges  and  universities. 
Hence  there  devolves  upon  our  people  an  obli- 
gation to  support  morally  and  materially  those 
institutions  of  higher  learning  of  which  we  are 
so  justly  proud.    Hence  the  duty  of  parents  and 
guardians  of  youth  to  direct  those  committed 
to  their  care  to  educational  centers  where  their 
faith  will  not  be  put  in  danger  nor  their  moral 
character  exposed  to  undue  peril. 

To  provide  an  institution  of  this  type  was  the 
motive  which  impelled  the  good  Fathers  of  Saint 
Augustine  to  establish  the  College  whose  Dia- 
mond Jubilee  we  celebrate  so  auspiciously  to- 
day. Intellectual  development,  will  strength- 
ening, soul  culture, — these  are  the  purposes 
which  underlie  the  Villanova  system;  these  the 
principles  which  have  spelled  success;  these  the 
ideals  which,  translated  into  reality  throughout 
the  passing  decades,  find  their  fullest  expression 
in  the  splendid  outpouring  of  her  faithful  and 


26 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


illustrious  sons  on  this,  Alma  Mater's  day  of 
joy  and  triumph. 

Diamond  Jubilee!  Seventy-five  precious  years, 
every  one  a  jewel  of  priceless  value!  What  a 
crown  of  glory!  What  a  diadem  of  surpassing 
brilliance!  Time  does  not  suffice  to  trace,  even 
in  outline,  the  glorious  history  of  Villanova,  the 
wonderful  development  from  the  dwelling  house 
of  1843  to  the  magnificent  structures  wh'ch  now 
greet  the  eye,  the  evolution  from  the  first  small 
class  of  enthusiastic  youth  to  the  university 
courses  and  the  splendid  attendance  of  today. 
/  What  memories  cluster  round  these  hallowed 
precincts!  Much  that  was  priceless  has  been 
engulfed  in  the  wake  of  progress,  yet  enough 
remains  to  constitute  a  shrine  and  to  provide  a 
place  of  pilgrimage.  The  walls  still  stand  which 
once  re-echoed  the  genial  greetings  of  an 
O'Dwyer  and  a  Hartnett;  resounded  with  the 
burn'ng  eloquence  of  a  Moriarty;  were  rendered 
more  lightsome  by  the  kindly  cheer  of  a  Mullen, 
a  Stanton,  a  Galberry  and  a  Fedigan;  were 
sanctified  by  the  simple  zeal  of  a  Coleman,  a 
Sheeran  and  a  McEvoy.  Others  there  are,  yet 
active  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord,  who  have 
labored  zealously  and  well  to  raise  Villanova  to 
her  present  pinnacle  of  success.  Their  names, 
too,  are  written  large  on  history's  scroll  and 
their  memory  is  held  in  benediction.  For  them 
and  for  all  who  in  any  way  have  added  lustre  to 
these  diamond  years,  whether  they  be  among 
the  living  or  already  passed  to  the  great  beyond, 
let  us  breathe  today  a  fervent  prayer.  They 
have  builded  better  than  they  knew.  May  they 
receive  their  just  reward  and  may  their  labors 
not  be  rendered  vain  nor  their  heritage  dimin- 
ished by  passing  years. 


The  future?  God  alone  knows  what  it  holds 
in  store  for  that  Villanova  which  we  love  so 
well.  May  she  continue  to  prosper  is  the  fer- 
vent wish  of  all  who  know  her  best.  Yea,  may 
the  giant  strides  of  nearly  four-score  years  be 
but  as  a  measuring  unit  for  the  advances  which 
shall  have  come  to  pass  before  her  centenary 
shall  dawn  upon  the  horizon.  God  has,  indeed, 
his  wondrous  ways,  yet  He  accomplishes  his 
designs  through  human  agencies.  Ours  it  is, 
under  Providence,  to  say  what  the  coming 
years  shall  bring.  Hence,  while  we  bid  you 
welcome  this  morning  and  ask  you  to  rejoice 
with  us,  we  also  bespeak  your  hearty  co-opera- 
tion and  your  zealous  support.  Generations  of 
illustrious  names  bear  witness  to  the  greatness 
of  the  past;  a  broader  sphere  of  influence  and 
a  wider  field  of  action  are  tokens  of  even  greater 
success   n  the  future. 

Hail  Villanova!  Your  sons  greet  you  today 
in  the  hour  of  your  rejoicing.  They  invoke  with 
all  the  fervor  of  which  their  hearts  are  capable 
the  intercession  and  the  guidance  of  that  illus- 
trious Saint  from  whom  your  title  is  derived  and 
under  whose  patronage  your  aims  have  been 
achieved.  St.  Thomas  of  Villanova,  intercede 
for  her!  Obtain  for  Alma  Mater  the  grace  that 
these  groves,  God's  temple,  sanctified  and  con- 
secrated by  piety  and  zeal,  may  be  rendered 
still  more  holy  and  may  ever  serve  as  a  rallying 
point  for  truth  and  justice.  May  these  classic 
shades,  removed  as  they  are  from  the  stress  and 
strain  of  a  busy  world,  always  afi"ord  a  haven 
for  that  teaching  Christ  who  bade  Peter  to 
draw  back  a  little  from  the  shore  in  order  that 
He  might  instruct  the  multitude  in  tranquillity 
and  peace. 

Villanova!  God  bless  you! 


The  middle  picture  slrows  Villanova  in  1842;   the  building  on  the 
left  was  added  in  1844  and  the  building  on  the  right  in  1848. 


Villanova  Today— 1918. 


2() 


T  H  K    V  I  LL AXOV A  X 


iliri>iriiiii.-   soii^    on    lli,i>,  .Alma    MalLT's   (la>-    ol 
i()\-  and  i  n'unipli.  ■  ,  ' 

1  )iain(Mi(l  I  111  )i  led  ^t'\  ciil  x-fixt'  |)r(.'ci()us  N'rars, 
t'\iT\-  oiu'  a  }v\\v\  of  piici'U'^^  \alucl  What  a 
cidw  11  of  ,l;1oi-\  !  W'liai  a  diadrin  of  suri)assinii 
lii-illi.incrl  Tiinr  (\r.v>  nol  sul'ticr  io  Iracc,  vwu 
ill  oiiiliiic.  (lie  liloi'ioii^  lii>(or\  ol  \'illano\a,  1  lu' 
w  oiidcrl  111  ('cN  clopnu'iil  from  i  lir  dw  cllaiij,  house 
(»f  1S4S  lo  ilu'  111  iLiiiilicciil  Mriiciiirrs  wh'ch  now 
MiTrt  iliri'\c,  i  he  ex  iilmi(Mi  from  ilu'  hi'sl  sm.dl 
(la--  of  fill  hii>i.iM  ic  xom  h  lo  i  lu'  imi\iT-ii\- 
(-oiir-r--  and   ilir  >plciid'd  ain'iid.mcc  ol    io(l<i\-. 

W  liai  nu'iiiorit'^  cliiMri'  romid  i  hrsc  hallowed 
p^^•(■ill(a^l  Much  ihai  was  pricrlcss  has  \)vv\\ 
(■n-ulfcd  ill  I  he  wake  of  pi'o,i:r(-s,  \cm  cnoULih 
rcni.:!iii^  to  (■oiiMiluic  a  shrine  and  to  proxide  a 
|)lace  of  pil:^riina,ur.  Tlic  walls  -till  siand  \\  hich 
oner  ri'-t'chtu'd  the  m'lii.il  ^rci-tin^-  ol  an 
()"|)w\f''  and  a  llariiu-il;  rc-oniKk'd  with  ihc 
l>urn'n,L:  chxiurncc  of  a  Moriarlx  ;  were  rendered 
mori.'  lis^hisomc  1)\  the  kindl\'  clu'cr  ol  a  Mullen, 
a  Stallion,  a  ('.allierr\-  and  a  l-\'di.u,an ;  w  lti' 
-aiiciilu'd  1)\  tile  simpK'  zeal  of  a  ("olcman,  a 
Shrcraii  .md  a  Mc!''.\()\.  ()thcr-  1  hen-  arc,  \\'t 
aciixa'  in  the  \inr\ard  ol  i  he  Lord,  who  haxc 
lahorcd  /(■aloii>l\  and  well  to  rai>f  \'illano\-a  lo 
her  prr-nii  pinn.irlr  ol  succi'».  Their  nanu's, 
!(,().  ,n'c  wriiicn  lar,m'  on  hi-iorx'-  scroll  and 
llu-ir  inciiiorx  i>  held  in  liciU'dicl  ion.  I'or  them 
,uid  for  ,ill  who  in  an\  w,i\'  lia\c  added  luslre  lo 
ihc-f  (hamoiid  \ear,-.  whether  l  hex  \)C  amont; 
I  hr  li\  iii;^  or  .dread \  pa>-e(l  lo  i  he  i^reai  hexond, 
let  u-  lire.iihe  tod,i\  a  feiweiit  pr.iNcr.  Thex' 
h.ixe  tiiiil(!ed  hciier  i  hail  I  hex  knew.  Max  thex 
iccrixr  iheir  iu-i  rew.ird  .iiid  m.iv  ilieir  l.ilior- 
iK.l  he  leinN'red  x.nii  nor  iheir  lierii,iL;e  dimin- 
ished 1 1\    1  ).i--inu  X  e.ir- 


'Fhe  future.-'  ( lod  alone  knows  what  it  holds 
in  store  for  that  \'illauo\a  whicdi  we  loxi;  so 
well.  Ma\'  she  continue  to  prosper  is  the  ler- 
\enl  wish  of  all  who  know  her  liest.  ^'ea,  max- 
the  liiant  strides  of  iie<irly  four-score  \-ears  he 
1)111  as  a  measuring  unit  for  the  adxances  which 
shall  haxf  c-onie  to  pass  helore  her  cenieiiary 
shall  dawn  upon  ilu'  horizon,  ("lod  h.ts,  in('eed, 
Ins  wondrous  waxs,  yet  lie  act'omplisho  his 
designs  throu.^h  human  aiieiicies.  ( )urs  it  is, 
iinc'ei"  I'rox  idi'iice,  io  say  what  the  coming 
x-t'ars  shall  hrins^.  lleiice,  while  we  hid  \on 
welcome  this  morning  and  ask  \on  to  rejoice 
with  u>.  we  also  bespeak  \-our  hearix'  co-opera- 
tion and  x'our  zealous  supi)orl.  (  ".eiierat  ion-  (I 
illustrious  ii.inu's  hear  wit  lies-  to  the  Lii'eatne-- 
of  the  past:  a  hroader  splu're  ot  iulliieiice  and 
a  wider  held  of  action  are  tokens  ot  ex  t'l!  lireater 
success    n  t  hi'  liit  uvv. 

ll.iil  \"illanoxal  \'our  sons  j^reel  \-oii  tochix 
in  the  hour  of  \-()ur  rejoicing.  Thex'  inx'oke  xxitli 
all  the  ferx'or  of  which  their  hearts  are  caj)aJ)le 
the  intercession  and  the  ,ij,iiidaiux-  ol  that  illus- 
trious Saint  from  whom  x'our  title  is  (k-rixcd  and 
under  whose  patronage  \-oiir  aims  hax'e  heeii 
achiex-t'd.  St.  Thomas  of  X'illanoxa,  intercede 
for  lu'rl  ()htain  for  .\lma  Maler  the  s^raci-  th.it 
1  hesi'  i^rox-t'S,  (lod's  temple,  sanctihed  and  con- 
secrated h\'  pietx-  and  zeal,  max-  \)c  rendi'red 
-till  more  hoK-  and  max-  vwv  st-rx-e  as  a  r.dlxiny, 
point  for  truth  .ind  justice.  Ma\-  these  <Ti-si( 
shades,  reiiioxi'd  as  thex-  .ire  trom  the  stres-  and 
-ir.iin  of  .1  husy  world,  .ilw.ix--  afford  a  h.ix-eii 
for  that  u'.ichiui;  ("hri-t  who  hade  l\aer  to 
(h'aw  h.ick  a  liitle  Irom  i  he  -hoie  in  ort'er  ili.il 
lie  mi.uhi  in-cnic(  the  niuliiiiide  in  i  r.iiu  piillil  x 
.Mill    pe.ice. 

\'il!,iniA  ,1 !   (  lod  1  lie--  VI  Mi ! 


riu'   miiMlc  picture  >hi)U>  \'illann\;i   in    1S42;    ilir  1  niildiii'^;  mi   liic 
Icl'i    \\,i-  .iddcil  in   1  "^44  .iml   ilic  luiildin;^  on  t  lir  iT^lit    iii   ls4N. 


"*wj«>«iw<«» 


■i^m»»^ 


\ill. 


'Md,i\       I'M.s. 


Villanova  in  1893. 


Rt.  Rev.  Philip  R.  McDevitt,  D.D.,  Bishop  cf  Harrisburg,  who  was  present 
at  the  Pontifical  Mass  anrl  at  Coniniencement. — Coiirtesy  of  the  Catholic 
Standard  and  Times. 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


29 


Alumni  Banquet 


ON  Monday  evening,  June  10th,  the  col- 
lege dining-hall  was  the  scene  of  a  gath- 
ering that  Villanova's  sons  will  not  soon 
forget.  The  presence  of  His  Excellency  the 
Apostolic  Delegate,  Archbishop  Bonzano,  the 
humorous  rem'niscences  of  the  toastrr.aster. 
Rev.  A.  J.  Plunkett,  the  old  "grads"  and  the 
newest  rn.embers  of  our  Alumni,  the  music  by  the 
college  orchestra  and  the  many  stirring  speeches, 
all  united  to  m.ake  the  evening  a  memorable 
and  enjoyable  one. 

Rev.  J.  T.  O'Reilly  of  Lawrence,  Mass., 
spoke  for  the  "Boys  of  Fifty  Years  Ago." 
"Villanova  of  Twenty -five  Years  Ago"  was  rep- 
resented by  Charles  D.  McEvoy,  '98.  Father 
Dean  responded  to  the  toast  "Villanova  of 
Today."  Rt.  Rev.  Mgr.  H.  T.  Drumgoole,  Rec- 
tor of  Overbrook  Seminary,  spoke  on  the  "Spirit 
of  Catholic  Education."  "Villanova  in  the 
Service"  was  answered  by  Rev.  Chaplain  War- 
ing. Professor  Charles  A.  McCeehan,  '12,  spoke 
most  eloquently  and  forcibly  of  the  Spirit  of 
Villanova  and  the  Jubilee  Slogan.  Tom  Reap, 
coach  of  the  football  squad,  proved  in  earnest 
words  that  his  plans  for  helping  Alma  Mater 
are  just  as  practical  as  are  his  methods  of  build- 
ing up  a  football  team.  Rev.  James  F.  Green, 
O.  S.  A.,  President  of  St.  Rita's  College,  Chicago, 
111.,  represented  our  Alumni  from  the  West. 

Father  Plunkett  proved  a  most  popular 
toastmaster.  His  frequent  sallies  of  wit,  the 
many  personal  and  local  allusions  to  the  Villa- 
nova of  his  days  which  interspersed  his  remarks, 
his  keen  appreciation  of  the  spirit  of  Alma  Mater, 
the  deep  feeling  to  which  he  frequently  gave 
expression  in  phrases  of  sublime  oratory — all 
combined  to  endear  him  to  the  hearts  of  his 
hearers — and  the  frequent  applause  which  punc- 
tuated his  remarks  showed  that  he  was  faith- 
fully interpreting  the  sentiments  of  all. 

The  dinner  itself  was  a  most  enjoyable  one 
well  worthy  of  the  art  of  the  steward,  Mr.  Zim- 
merman. The  College  boys,  who  acted  as 
waiters,  received  many  congratulations  on  the 
excellent  service  they  rendered.  The  music 
furnished  by  the  College  "Jazz  Band"  added  to 
the  enjoyment  of  the  evening  and  contributed 


greatly  to  the  patriotic  and  college  songs  which 
interspersed  the  program.  The  high-class  enter^ 
tainment  furnished  by  "Joe"  Kelly,  Jim  Mc- 
Cool,  and  Dan  McElbratton  was  much  appre- 
ciated by  the  guests  as  the  repeated  encores 
testified. 

Toasts 

In  his  opening  remarks.  Father  Plunkett 
spoke  as  follows: 

"Before  opening  up  the  flow  of  Jubilee  Ora- 
tory, I  wish  to  offer  two  resolutions,  to  which 
I  ask  your  unanimous  consent.  We,  the  Alumni 
of  Villanova  assembled  in  Jubilee  Banquet, 
resolve:  First  that  none  bu't  the  saints  go  to 
heaven.  Second,  we  resolve  that  we  are  the 
saints.  At  any  rate  we  are  the  saints  for  tonight, 
as  Villanova  is  our  paradise. 

"Fair  Villanova! 
We  loved  thee  and  oh!  we  love  thee  still; 

The  world  to  wreck  may  crumble, 
But  the  flames  of  love  we  hear  thee 

Flash  out,  as  ruins  crumble. 

And  on  the  air  a  song  is  swelling  such  as  ne'er 
was  heard  before,  a  song  of  Villanova! — the 
fairest  of  Alma  Maters  to  us.  Unsurpassed  in  art 
and  science,  unmatched  in  fame  and  love,  we 
salute  thee,  Villanova,  on  this  thy  newest  birth- 
day. Nor  spot  nor  w  rinkle  mars  thy  fairness  in 
the  ageing  of  the  years.  Youth  seems  to  be  thy 
portion  forever,  and  beauty  wanders  every- 
where. And  here  are  found  our  boyhood 
dreams, 

"God's  quiet  truth,  and  silent  woods, 
And  narrow  paths  that  sundown  paints. 
In  all  the  gorgeous  colors  of  the  world. 

"From  the  humble  beginnings  of  a  boys' 
school,  to  the  splendor  of  a  full-grown  univer- 
sity, Villanova  has  developed  in  power  and  influ- 
ence. During  seventy-five  years  has  she  raised 
her  voice  and  called  the  youth  of  the  land  to 
come  to  'Belle  Aire,'  her  first  sweet  name,  and 
sip  the  Olympian  nectar  of  scholarship.  They 
came  in  ever  increasing  numbers,  and  from  the 
encrusted  goblet  she  held  to  their  lips,  did  they 


-J-ii^v^    #-W,|-^? 


\'illaii()\;i  in  lcS'),i. 


Ui .  Im\  .  ri:i!i|  1  Iv  \l(  I  )i  \  ii  I ,  I  )  I  ).,  l'ii~!,(iM  ,  I  I  l.'i  ii-1  iiiiu.  w  iin  w  .1^  pii'^cui 
.11  ii;c  i '1  ml  ili(  ,1 1  \l,i-~  .iii'l  ,1!  (  '  1111  iiiciii  I'liiciii ,  (  iuirir-\  III  liic  {'.I'lioln 
Mil  iidi: '  il  ■iH'l   I  :  liif  .■ 


T  H  1-:    V  ILL  AN  OVA  X 


2<) 


Alumni  Banquet 


ON  MondaN'  fwiiini;,  Jiiiu'  lOili,  llu'  col- 
k\u,i'  (liniiij^-hall  w.is  tlu'  scciu'  ot  a  .^alh- 
crint;  that  Xillanox  a's  sons  will  not  soon 
lor.^c't.  riic  pri'sc'iux'  ol"  I  lis  l^xcrllmcN'  the 
Apostolic  I  )cl(.\uat(.',  Arclihisltoi)  non/aiio,  tlu' 
juin'oroiis  ri  niHiscTiUH's  ol  the  toast  irastcr, 
Rev.  A.  J.  I'hiiikftt,  the  old  ".urads"  and  tlu' 
lU'Wt'st  nH'ndifrs  ol  oui'  AliinMii,  tlu'  nmsic  by  the 
(■olk'ij,c  orclu'stra  and  tlu'  n'aiix'  stii'i"in,u  six'ctdu's, 
all  united  to  niakc  the  t'M'iiini;  a  n'ciroi'akk' 
and  en jo\al)lc  one. 

Re\.  j.  T.  O'KeilK-  of  Lawrence,  Mass., 
>!)oke  lor  ihe  "li(/\s  ol  i'ifiN'  ^'(.■ars  .N.uo." 
'A'illanoNa  ol  'I'w  t'nt  x-liw  \'ea!s  .\i;(>"  was  ix'|)- 
resenled  1)\-  Charles  I).  M(d-',\()\-,  '*>S.  j-'ather 
I  )ean  respcqidcd  (o  (Ik,'  loasi  'A'illanoxa  of 
Todax."  ki.  Re\.  M.L^r.  II.  T.  I  )rnni,uock'.  Lec- 
lor  ol  ( )\-erl)r()ok  Seminary-,  sixds'e  on  (he  "Spirit 
of  ("atholic  iMliicadon."  'Aillanoxa  in  (he 
>iei'\ice"  w  as  answ  ered  ky  \\r\  .  (  hapkiiii  WV.r- 
in;..;.  I *i"olrss(ir  ( "Iiaiies  .\.  Mc('iei'han,  '12,  spoke 
inos(  t'l()(|nenil\-  and  forcikle  of  i  he  S()iri(  of 
\'ill.ino\a  and  ihe  Jukilee  Slo.uan.  'r<in  Rt'ap, 
coach  ol  (he  |o()(l)all  S(|uad,  proxed  in  eaj'ne>( 
words  ihai  his  plans  for  helpinj;  .Mina  Malei' 
ai'i'  ius(  as  praclical  as  are  his  nieiho('s  of  kisild- 
ini;  lip  a  looikall  (i-ani.  Ri'W  (antes  \' .  (iii'cn, 
(  ).  S.  .\.,  President  of  Si.  Ri,a's  (  olle.ue,  ( 'hic.i.yo. 
Ilk,   i-epresented  onr  .Mianni   from   ihe  W'ex  . 

lAiher  I'hiid-ceit  pro\  cd  a  mosi  pojxilar 
loasl  niasiei'.  Ilis  fre(|(ieni  sallii's  of  wii,  ihe 
nianx  piTsonal  and  local  alliisi(  iis  lo  ihr  X'ill.i- 
no\.i  ol  his  (ki\s  w  Inch  iniersjH'iX'd  hi>  reniai-k>, 
hi>  keen  apprecial  ion  ol  ihespiiii  o|  .Mma  Ma.iei', 
1  lu'  deep  U't'lini;  lo  which  he  lre(|iienil\  i;a\r 
expiH'-sioii  in  i)hi'ases  o|  siikliinc  (»i','ior\  <ill 
condiined  lo  elide. n'  him  (o  ilu'  luMias  of  hi> 
hearei>  and  i  he  lre(|i;eiii  appl.ii.-i'  \\hicli  pimc- 
liia(e(l  his  rem.ii'k>  showed  dial  he  was  laiih- 
liilK    in  leiprel  inu  ilie  -eiiiimenis  (;|  all. 

I  he  diiiiuT  il-(']|  was  a  mo-i  eidoxakle  one 
Well  W(iiih\  (>l  (he  an  o|  ihe  Mcw.a'd,  Mr.  Zim- 
merman. Ihe  ("olle^e  licy>,  who  acted  as 
w,iiier>,  recei\ed  mane  coni;r,o  nla  ( ion>  dii  ihe 
excclleiil  service  ihe\  naiderrd.  Ihe  imi^ic 
fiiriii^hed  \>\  the  (  "oUcl^c  "  |a//  Rand"  added  to 
I  lu'  enioxiiieiil    ol    ihe  eNrmn;.:   and    con  i  ril  mU'd 


lii'eaiK-  (o  []](■  ])alrio(ic  and  collet'  som;s  which 
inlers|)erse(l  (he  program.  The  hii;h-class  enler- 
lainnu'iil  furnished  1)\  "joe"  Kell\  ,  Jim  .Mc- 
( "ool,  and  l)an  M(d'dl  )ra  1  (on  wa.s  much  ap|)re- 
cialed  l)\'  ihe  .uiiesis  as  (he  repeaU'd  encores 
it'Siilied. 

'koAsls 

In  his  oi'.eiiini^  reinark>,  I'ailuT  l'liink(,'it 
spoke   as   lollows: 

"  Belore  o|:enin,u  up  ihe  llow  of  Jnkilee  ( )i"a- 
tor\'.  I  wish  lo  oiler  iwo  resohn  ions,  io  \\hich 
I  a>k  \-onr  imanimoas  daist'ii  1 .  \\\',  ihe.Mimmi 
o|  \'illaii()\a  as^emkk'd  in  jnkilee  IkuKpiel, 
rcsoK'e:  Idrsi  ihai  none  kwt  ihe  .--ainis  tj,o  to 
hea\cn.  St'cond,  we  resoKe  ihal  we  are  ihe 
sain  is.  Ai  a,  n\'  rait'  we  are  i  he  s.iinis  lor  loni^hl , 
as  X'illanoN'a   is  our  para.dist'. 

"  /uiir  \'ill<nuK'(i! 
11 V  loval  llicr  (iHtl  nil',  icc  love  ll/cr  si  ill: 

The  \rnrld  Id  icrcik  iihiy  rriDiihlf. 
/■'Ill  llic  ihniii's  (\f  loi'c  Tcc  hrnr  llirc 

h'litsli  Dill,  (IS  ruins  criiDih/c. 

.\nd  on  ihe  air  a  sont^  i>  swelling  ^iich  ,i-  ne'er 
w,i>  heard  kelcie,  a  -oml;  o|  \'illano\;i!  i  JU' 
laire  -i  ol  .\lma  M,;  e:>  i  o  u>,  t  n:-iirp.!--ed  in  art 
and  science,  unmaiched  in  tame  and  lo\c,  we 
sa.lnle  iluH',  \'iihino\a,  oa  ihi>  ih\  newe>l  kirih- 
da\'.  Nor  ^])Oi  nor  wriidxde  ma,r>  ih\  lairne>^  in 
ihe  a^eiiiLi  of  ihe  xeai--.  N'omh  seem--  lo  \)v  lh\ 
poi'iiiMi  loiexei,  and  ke.iiiix  wa!i('ei'>  e\  crx - 
where.  .\nd  here  .'V*.'  loimd  our  ko\li(iod 
di'eam^, 

"(lod's  an  Id  Iriilli.  tiiid  sih'iit  icoods. 
And  iKirnnc  /xiilis  llnil  siindnwn  /)anils. 
hi  all  lilt'  '^ori'cans  (olors  of  the  \cnrld. 

"  l"ri  ni  ihe  lumikte  kcL^inniii'.^-  ol  a  1  loys 
x'hoiL  lo  I  he  >plendor  ol  a  I  iill-;.:row  ii  iinix^'r- 
>ii\,  \'ill.ino\a  lia>  (!e\elo];ed  in  power  and  inllii- 
eiice.  I  )nrin;-i  se\ cm  \ -li\  e  year>  h,!--  ^he  r,ii-i'd 
her  \i'ice  and  cdled  ihe  \oiiih  o|  ihe  Kind  lo 
come  lo  'I'eke  .\iri','  lua'  lirsi  --weel  name,  and 
>ip  ilu'  nUaiipian  lU'iiar  ol  -cholar^hip.  1  hey 
c.ime  in  e\  er  incri'.'-iir^  inmiU'r-.  and  Irom  ihe 
encriisU'd   i^oklel    ^he   held    io   iheir  lip-^,  did    I  hex 


30      •■.  ..-THE    VILLANOVAN       ;    ■..,:■ 

drink  deep.     And  jewels  of  learning,  and  wis-  to  the  President  of  the  United  States,  WoodrOw 
dom,  and  piety  fell  from  her  lap.    Jewels  not  to  Wilson,  which  was  done  amid  cheers, 
be  worn  for  the  finger's  adornment,  but  to  be         In  addressing  his  Excellency,  the  Papal  Dele- 
deep  set  in  the  heart's  embrace;  the  profoundest  ^^^^  Archbishop  Bonzano,  Dr.  Plunkett  paid  a 
knowledge  of  God;   the  sanest  love  of  country;  fP^^"^/^  ^^^ute   to  the   Holy  See.      He   said: 

^,  ti    ^    1      -^    r     ^L    u    ^L  In  these  days  strife  and  hatred,  such  as  has 

the  gentlest  charity  tor  the  brethren.  ...  .  ,      ,        ,  .  ^     , 

,,_,,,         ,        ,,.,,,  ,  not  visited  men  since  the  breaking  up  ot  the 

tor  the  brethren  has  she  defended  the  equal-  rt  tt      •      i.  j  ^.u  •         • 

^  Roman  Empire,  have  spread  their  ominous  wings 

ity  of  all  men  singly  and  collectively  in  the  ^^er  the  affairs  of  men.  The  world  seems  to 
sight  of  God ;  that  all  men  are  called  to  be  the  rock  as  it  gathers  rebirth  and  reorganization, 
brothers  of  Christ,  and  heirs  to  his  inheritance;  Each  day  seems  as  if  tipped  in  the  scales  of  a 
wherefore,  each  man  and  every  man  has  rights  hundred  years,  and  each  nation  wots  not  of  the 
sacred  to  himself,  and  on  which  none  may  morrow.  'Tis  well,  aye,  'tis  a  sign  of  God's 
trample  without  injustice.  For  the  protection  mercy  and  providence,  that  in  the  midst  of  this 
of  the  country  she  has  proclaimed  as  basic  truth  mighty  turbulence  there  stands  a  power  unmoved 
and  obedience,  the  very  seedlings  of  law  and  and  unshaken:  a  power  that  trembles  not  as 
order.  For  God  has  she  taught  a  knowledge,  a  nations  totter,  but  waits  in  patience  till  the  time 
love,  a  service  which  have  moved  her  thousands  is  ripe  for  tempering  force  and  the  violence  of 
of  sons  to  bow  low  before  divine  majesty  and  force,  and  stabilizing  society  once  again.  That 
adore.  Sons  has  she  enrolled  in  the  humani-  power  is  found  beyond  Tiber's  bank  in  St. 
tarian  arts  to  serve  their  fellowmen.  Sons  she  Peter's  chair  in  the  Vatican.  'Tis  personified  in 
has  given  the  country  as  leaders,  legislators,  Benedict  Fifteenth  the  glorious  pontiff,  Christ's 
patriots.  Sons  has  she  ordained  to  offer  sacrifice  representative  on  earth,  and  on  whom  the  eyes 
to  God  and  to  proclaim  abroad  the  beauty  of  of  the  world  are  gazing,  and  on  whose  untroubled 
His  love.  sentence  hangs  the  fate  of  nations.  Not  from 
"Among  these  last  none  in  higher  reverence  vast  armies  and  mighty  navies,  not  from  worldly 
than  he  who  is  to  address  us  on  'Villanova  of  pomp  and  wealth  does  this  world-embracing 
Fifty  Years  Ago.'  We  may  say  of  him  that  his  influence  come,  but  from  the  matchless  spiritual 
years  are  well  nigh  measured  by  the  years  of  energy  laid  by  CJirist  in  the  Fisherman's  Ring, 
our  college.  In  early  boyhood  he  came  to  this  That  great  head  of  Christ's  great  Church  is 
charmed  spot,  when  Villanova  was  but  in  the  represented  at  Villanova  tonight  by  his  per- 
making.  And  as  she  waxed  strong  and  great  sonal  delegate,  who  rejoices  with  us  in  cele- 
with  the  passing  of  the  decades,  so  did  he  grow  brating  this  Jubilee  Anniversary.  Archbishop 
in  wisdom,  and  influence,  and  benevolence  as  he  Bonzano  brings  with  him,  so  to  speak,  the  warm 
went  about  doing  good  among  his  fellowmen.  personal  greetings  and  blessings  of  the  Holy 
Gentlemen,  it  is  a  distinct  pleasure  to  introduce  Father  to  Villanova.  The  honor  thus  shown  us 
to  you,  the  Very  Reverend  James  O'Reilly,  is  very  great.  In  return  I  wish  to  say  ever  so 
pastor  of  St.  Mary's  Church,  Lawrence,  Mass."  modestly  that  in  the  whole  wide  world  of  Chris- 
Father  O'Reilly's  speech  was  filled  with  tendom,  there  are  no  more  faithful  sons  to  the 
reminiscences  of  the  old  days,  Villanova's  days  holy  Church  than  the  sons  of  Augustine,  the 
of  infancy.  The  sketches  of  the  Villanova  war-  Augustinian  Fathers  who  conduct  Villanova. 
riors,  an  outline  of  the  college  schedule  of  days  And  there  are  no  more  docile  chilcren  of  the 
gone  by,  the  many  little  anecdotes  of  college  great  White  Shepherd  than  the  sons  of  Villanova 
pranks,  and  the  story  of  Villanova's  trials  and  here  gathered,  or  scattered  throughout  the 
triumphs,  all  illumined  with  the  glow  of  a  per-  world.  Of  a  truth  I  may  say  that  Villanova  is 
sonal   experience,   afforded    great   pleasure,    not  Villa  Roma." 

only  to  the  younger  members  of  the  Alumni  but  Father  Plunkett  then  proposed  a  toast  to  the 

also  to  the  few  survivors  of  "Fifty  Years  Ago."  Holy  Father  Benedict  Fifteenth,  and  his  Dele- 

At  the  end  of  Father  O'Reilly's  speech   the  gate    Archbishop    Bonzano,    which    was    drunk 

toastmaster  asked  all  U)  arise  and  drink  a  toast  standing  and  with  much  enthusiasm. 


fm^w^^^^ff^Py^fl 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


31 


The  callow  youth  who  came  to  Villanova  in 
the  fifties  and  sixties  made  way  for  the  stalwarts 
of  the  seventies  and  eighties;  but  it  was  not  till 
Villanova  had  been  introduced  to  the  lads  who 
discovered  her  in  92-93  that  she  began  to  doll  up 
in  real  earnest.  It  was  in  her  Golden  Jubilee 
year, — and  who  of  us  can  ever  forget  it, — 
that  we,  "me  and  me  likes"  poked  our  snub 
noses  inside  her  doors  and  pryed  them  open  to 
a  great  future.  We  entered  that  year  seventy- 
two  strong  and  overran  the  college  with  our 
piracy.  We  found  a  remnant  of  the  old  guard  of 
the  medieval  days  of  the  college  who  went  down 
before  the  onslaught  of  our  radicalism.  And 
from  that  year  the  glory  of  Villanova  became 
assured.  Among  the  pirates  of  that  year  was  he 
■who  is  to  speak  to  us  on  "Villanova  of  Twenty- 
five  Years  Ago."  He  was  one  of  us  whether  in 
a  raid  on  the  store-room,  or  an  onslaught  on  the 
apples  in  the  church  cellar.  We  loved  each  other 
then  and  we  hold  sacred  our  friendship  now. 
Gentlemen:  Hon.  Charles  D.  McAvoy,  '98,  of 
Norristown,  Pa. 

Mr.  McAvoy's  speech  appears  in  another 
column  of  this  issue. 

In  introducing  Rev.  Father  Dean,  who  spoke 
to  the  toast,  "Villanova  of  Today,"  the  toast- 
master  said:  "A  while  back  I  told  you  that  I 
am  in  the  pig-raising  country.  I  do  not  mind 
informing  you  how  it  happened,  particularly  as 
it  may  be  of  interest  to  the  younger  clergy  here 
present.  Some  years  ago  I  was  assigned  to  a 
certain  pastor  as  assistant  of  whom  it  was  said, 
'sanctum  et  terrible  nomen  ejus.*  In  much  fear 
and  trembling  I  wrote  the  Bishop  begging 
another  assignment,  and  saying  'audivi  multa 
de  hoc  viro,  quanta  mala  fecit  Sanctis  tuis 
assistentibus."  To  which  the  good  bishop  made 
reply,  'Carrissime  Plunkett  exi  in  Sharon  ubi 
invenisti  multa,  sed  non  multum.'  And  in  the 
words  of  the  immortal  Bill  Shanahan,  'exivi 
mortuus  fractus.'  From  which  I  learned  the 
lesson,  that  when  you  have  hooked  a  fish  you 
never  consult  it  about  the  garnishing  of  the 
platter.  Now  we  have  hooked  a  big  fish  for  the 
next  toast,  'Villanova  of  Today,'  so  big  that  he 
needs  not  the  garnishing  of  an  introduction. 
He  has  been  a  part  of  Villanova  during  the  past 
twenty-five  years,  having  been  one  of  those 
who  entered  in  the  Jubilee  year.    On  account  of 


his  years  we  might  call  him  the  baby  president 
of  the  college,  but  because  of  his  great  ability 
we  may  say  of  him  that  he  represents  the  best 
traditions  of  a  noble  line  of  men.  In  years  to 
come  may  it  be  said  of  Father  Dean  'quanta 
bona  fecit  Villanovae'," 

Father  Dean  in  earnest,  energetic  words  out- 
lined the  efforts  of  "Villanova  of  Today," — the 
many  improvements  intellectually  and  materi- 
ally, the  extended  courses,  the  competent  ofifi- 
cials,  the  untiring  efforts  of  a  learned  corps  of 
teachers.  The  standard  of  loving  labor  raised 
by  his  predecessors,  he  said,  was  still  being 
courageously  upheld.  In  glowing  words  he  pic- 
tured a  greater,  more  glorious  Villanova  of  the 
future. 

Rev.  George  Waring,  Chaplain  in  the  United 
States  Army,  was  called  upon  to  answer  to  the 
toast,  "Villanova  in  the  Service,"  in  the  absence 
of  Captain  Stanley  Coar  whose  duties  prevented 
his  coming.  In  introducing  Father  Waring,  Dr. 
Plunkett  said: 

"America  we  love  you  and  long  may  you 
live.  Only  yes'terday  America  looked  up  from 
her  laughter  and  industry  to  gaze  on  a  world 
ablaze  with  war.  And  as  she  looked  on  horri- 
fied she  felt  her  nerves  twitching  and  her  muscles 
hardening,  and  she  sought  where  the  justice  of 
the  cause  might  lie.  Having  found  it,  she,  with 
the  impetuous  courage  of  youth,  threw  her 
unmatched  strength  into  the  struggle.  She  put 
on  the  armor  of  battle,  and  drew  the  ancient 
sword  of  Bunker  Hill;  nor  shall  it  be  ensheathed 
till  truth  and  justice  sit  in  judgment  upon  wrong 
and  falsehood.  The  call  to  arms  went  forth. 
And  Villanova  heard  the  call  and  sent  her  sons 
two  hundred  and  fifty  strong.  And  Villanova's 
sons  are  in  the  danger  zone.  They  are  to  be 
found  where  the  bullets  hiss  and  the  shrapnel 
shrieks;  where  the  boys  feel  the  hot  breath  of 
fleeing  death,  and  grip  their  breasts  in  riven 
agony.  And  if,  perchance,  any  Villanova  men 
ever  forgot  their  God  over  here,  over  there  God 
comes  to  them  and  helps  them  to  die.  It  is  fitting, 
therefore,  that  we  should  hear  somewhat  of  the 
service  in  Avhich  so  many  Villanova  men  are 
enrolled  from  one  who  for  fifteen  years  has  done 
so  much  spiritually  for  the  lads  in  the  army. 
He  is  the  Captain  Chaplain  who  has  given  the 
chaplain's   flag  to  every  camp,  and   who  com- 


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posed  the  text-book  used  by  the  Government  in 
the  training  of  the  chaplains  and  who  today  is 
the  War  Vicar-General  of  the  bravest  army  in 
the  world." 

One  who  has  been  for  years  in  close  touch 
with  our  boys  in  the  service,  who  "has  lived  the 
life  that  they  live"  and  closed  their  eyes  in 
death,  could  naturally  answer  such  a  toast  with 
credit  to  himself  and  our  college.  Nor  were  we 
disappointed  in  Father  Waring.  Forcibly  and 
with  true  American  spirit  he  pointed  out  the 
duties  of  Catholic  college  men  to  our  country. 
The  pledge  of  loyalty  and  lo\  e  of  country  de- 
manded of  every  man,  he  said,  was  being  amply 
paid  by  VillGnova  boys  in  the  army  and  navy,  in 
training  and  on  the  bloody  battlefields  of  France. 
He  urged  a  sacrificial  devotion  to  the  Stars  and 
Stripes  of  America  and  the  Blue  and  White  of 
Villanova.  At  the  end  of  Father  Waring's 
speech  a  toast  to  the  Villanova  boys  in  the  ser- 
vice was  drunk  amid  resounding  cheering. 

The  toastmaster  related  a  decidedly  humorous 
incident  between  an  Irish  man  and  a  German, 
from,  which  he  drew  the  interesting  conclusion 
that  while  the  Irish  have  a  prejudice  against  the 
English  they  don't  want  any  German  aid  in 
licking  her.  They  reserve  ;h-^t  privilege  for 
them.selves.  And  if  the  non- Irish  world  would 
only  realize  this  fact  the  Irish  question  would 
be  settled  in  a  day.  For  the  Irish  h^ve  a  sus- 
ceptible heart.  Give  me  a  man  or  a  race  with  a 
heart.  We  herr  so  much  about  men's  stomachs, 
and  their  livers  rnd  their  nerves  that  we  seem 
to  have  forgoticn  the  most  important  organ  of 
all,  the  heart.  Now  the  next  speaker  has  a 
heart  and  it  is  always  in  the  right  place.  He  is 
a  scholar,  a  gentleman,  a  kind  mas'er  of  vouth 
as  his  years  of  work  as  a  rector  of  Overbrook 
Seminary  bears  abundant  witness.  Gentlemen, 
the  Rt.  Rev.  Mons.  Drumgoole. 

Monsignor  Drumgoole  spole  en  the  "Spirit: 
of  Education."  His  concern,  he  remarked,  w'as 
not  how  we  had  thought  or  acied  in  the  past 
but  what  our  ihinking  and  acting  would  be  in 
the  future  cis  a  result  of  the  great  struggle  in 
which  we  are  engaged.  He  emphasized  the 
necessity  of  a  (raining  of  the  hearts  of  our  college 
men. 

Charles  McCiuckin,  na.val  a\iator,  who  spoke 
for  ihe  Class  of  '18,  was  introduced  as  one  of 


the  greatest  drop  kickers  in  the  football  w6rld, 
but  he  had  given  up  drop  kicking  on  the  gridiron 
that  he  might  drop  bombs  on  the  Kaiser. 

Prof.  Charles  McGeehan,  '12,  the  next  speaker, 
was  thus  introduced:  "The  greatest  quizzer  in 
the  shortest  time  is  the  noblest  Roman  of  them 
all." 

Professor  McGeehan's  speech  will  be  found 
elsewhere  in  our  columns. 

In  introducing  the  final  speaker  of  the  even- 
ing, the  toastmaster  said:  "While  at  Villanova 
Tom  Reap  was  a  coach,  now  he  is  striving  to 
put  some  of  the  'pep'  into  the  shipbuilders  that 
he  used  to  put  into  the  college  squads." 

In  terms  of  true  loyalty,  Tom  Reap  urged 
every  Villanova  man  to  give  a  practical  demon- 
stration of  devotion  to  Alma  Mater.  He  asked 
each  alumnus  to  take  an  interest  in  sending 
students  to  Villanova.  If  each  member  of  the 
Alumni,  he  remarked,  would  send  one  boy  to  the 
halls  of  Alma  Mater,  there  would  be  necessity 
for  more  extensive  buildings. 

The  banquet  closed  with  the  singing  of  Alma 
Mater.  The  guests  remained  over  night,  occupy- 
ing quarters  in  the  Senior  wing  where  report 
has  it  they  passed  a  "quiet"  night,  despite  the 
efforts  of  the  younger  alumni  to  revive  ancient 
dormitory  traditions. 

The  following  were  present :  His  Excellency 
the  Apostolic  Delegate  Most  Rev.  John  Bon- 
zano,  D.D.;  Rt.  Rev.  H.  T.  Drumgoole;  Very 
Rev.  Charles  M.  Driscoll,  Provincial;  Rev. 
James  J.  Dean,  President  of  Villanova;  Rev. 
F.  A.  Driscoll,  Vice-President;  Rev.  Charles  P. 
O'Neill,  Prefect  of  Studies;  Rev.  A.  J.  Plunkett, 
Toastmaster;  George  Barr,  James  Batten, 
George  Buckley,  Father  Branton,  Father  Brice, 
Rev.  F.  F.  Commins,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  R.  F.  Cow- 
ley, M.  F.  Carmody,  L.  Tucker,  Father  Daniel 
Driscoll,  Father  Devir,  Rev.  Dennis  H.  Dono- 
van, Walter  F.  Drueding,  Rev.  B.  E.  Daly, 
O.  S.  A.,  Daniel  Donovan,  Rev.  Edward  G. 
Dohan,  O.  S.  A.,  Father  Egan,  T.  J.  Fitzgerald, 
Rev.  Daniel  Fogarty,  O.  S.  A.,  Dr.  Lawrence  F. 
Flick,  Rev.  John  P.  Fahy,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  C.  J. 
Ford,  O.  S.  A.,  PViher  Green,  Father  Grelis, 
Father  Grififin,  C.  A.  Haas,  Jr.,  Thomas  J. 
Higgins,  Father  Harris,  Father  Howard,  Father 
Hughes,   Father  Hasson,   Father   Hickey,  Wil- 


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33 


Ham  Hammond,  Father  D.  A.  Herron,  O.  S.  A., 
James  R.  Koch,  Rev.  John  F.  Kennedy,  O.  S.  A., 
Father  Kavanagh,  Father  Kehoe,  Leo  Lynch, 
C.  Raymond  Larkin,  Father  Locke,  Father  Lucia, 
Father  Murphy,  Father  Martin,  Father  Mul- 
lins,  Father  Melchior,  Martin  J.  McLaughlin, 
Father  Mayock,  John  W.  McFadden,  Father 
McCabe,  Rev.  E.  J.  Murtaugh,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev. 
John  A.  Nugent,  O.  S.  A.,  Father  O'Meara, 
Father  O'Reilly,  James  O'Brien,  Father  O'Neill, 
Dr.  O'Rourke,  Father  Powers,  Father  Vasey, 
Father  Regan,  John  J.  Ryle,  M.D.,  Father  Spar- 
row, John  J.  Sweeney,  Dr.  F.  W.  Steinbock, 
Dr.   F.  M.   Sulzman,  Dr.  Albert  W.  Strecker, 


Rev.  George  Waring,  John  Tierney,  Rev.  J.  B. 
Leonard,  O.  S.  A.,  Thomas  Reap,  Joseph  Kelly, 
James  McCool,  Daniel  McElhatton,  Carl  T. 
Humphrey,  Jesse  M.  Cochran,  J.  Stanley  Smith, 
Charles  D.  McAvoy,  Dr.  Charles  J.  Jones,  Rev, 
D.  G.  Kelleher,  W.  H.  Reddy,  Charles  McGuc- 
kin,  John  Kelly,  Sylvester  R.  Benson,  Francis 
J.  Casey,  Michael  P.  Fogarty,  Joseph  E.  Heney, 
Sylvester  J.  Martin,  Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  Vin- 
cent L.  Molyneaux,  Francis  E.  O'Bryan,  Wil- 
liam F.  Sheedy,  Edward  V.  Stanford,  Armando 
Alvarez,  James  L.  Haughey,  John  L.  Larkin, 
Charles  H.  McGuckin,  Edgar  Drach,  C.  J.  Gris- 
wold,  Paul  F.  O'Brien,  Joseph  O'Leary. 


J.  Stanley  Smith,  LL.D.,   President  of 
the  Alumni  Association. 


Rev.  A.  J.  Plunkett,  Ph.D.,  Toastmaster 
at  the  Alumni  Banquet. 


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2  TH  !•:    \'  I  L  LAX  OVA  \ 


])<)>i;l  llu'  lc\i-l)()()k  u>('i\  1)\    \hv  ( iowninK'Hi  in  ihe  K''<-''>i'-'^'   drop  ki(-kcTS  in   ihc  loolhall  world, 

llu-  iraiiiinn  of  \hv  cli.iiil.Miis  diid    who   today  is  hiii  he  had  j^iN'en  u])  drop  kickini; on  (lie  i^rifh'ron 

\hv   W'aj;^  \'ic;!r-(  U'uci-al   (if   ihr   Iraxt'S,    a.rm\'   in  ilial   lu'  niiLihi  drop  bombs  on  the  Kaiser. 

i1h'  world."  Trof.  Cha.rles  Mcdeehan, '12,  i  he  nexl  speaker, 

(  )iic    who   h;..s   bet'ii    loi"   x'ears    in    c;  'se    ioiich  was  ihus  introduced :    "Theyrealesi   (piiz/er  in 

^\i(ll  our  li(.\s  in  die  -er\  ice,  who  'dia.s  lix'ed  ilu'  die  shoriesl    iinie  is  the  nobles^    Ionian  of  ihein 

lile    iliai     tlie\Ji\e"    aaid    c'oscil     (heir    e\es    in  all." 

deadi,  could  !Ki.ura.ll>-  an^wer  ..U'Ji  a  co;-.i    wiih  IVofe^sor    Ab-C.eehan's   speecli    will    le    Jound 

cre:!ii    lo  hini^ell  and  our  coIIclm'.      N(  r  were  we  Hsewhere   in    our  columns. 

di^appoiiut'd    in    i'adier    W'arinu,.      I-^>rcibl\-   and  ,      ■           ,       .          1,-1             1           r      1 

.                              .               .   .      ,      ■       .                "  In  iiur((bic!nu  die  luial  spt'aker  ol    (he   e\en- 

wnh    i!a:e    .Ninencan    ^.pnii    he    noinird    oui    die  •            ,                                      .,      ..x»-i-i        ,    \--ii 

.          -     ,                     .  nil;,   uie  ioas,  master  saad;       While  ai    \  illanox.i 

dulies  ol    (  ,' dioiic  cciiu>i.("   men    10  om    coiniirx'.  .^          ,,                                    1                 i       •           •    •         , 

.                    '                                               ■  I  om    Kea])   was  a   coach,   now    he   is  siri\inij,    lo 

1  he    pled i.  I'   ol    lo\  ah  \-  and    h:\  (■   oj    counir\'  ('e-  ,                   r  ■  1      .          •  •            1        1  •    1      a  '           1 

'.                •        •               ,                                •  pu(   s(>nieol    the    ])ep     iiiio  i  he  s'lipbuiU  ers  ilial 

niaiuV'd  ol  (  \cr\    111;  11,  he  -aich  Wc's  beinu  ainpU'  1              ,  .           ,   •    ,      .1           n                     1     •• 

•                 .                                   .-^          I    .  he  used  10  put  iiiio  i  he  colleu:e  scpiads. 

l)aid  b\    \  ill;  no\  a  bo\  >  m  I  he  ariiu' and  na\\-,  in  .                        ,     '      -n           , 

•  .   "           ,           1      I  1        .     1         1    r    1  1       ,■  r-    "  111    lerins    ol    true'    lo\;(h\',     I'  111     Keai)    ur^ed 
I  I'aiiiiii!.:,  aia  I  oMi  ,  he  hiooc.  \   ha .  I  let'eh  s  ol   l-rance.  ..  ,                              "      ."                     .          ,       ' 

,,           '    I               T    •    1    1          ■                1       .■                  1  i'\c'r\'  \  ilianoN  a.  man   :oi',i'^e  a  i)ra.ciical  (  enion- 

lle  ui'L'ed  a  ^auiPcial  ('e\<ii:on   lo  1  he  Stars   and  ".            .               .                '               ' 

^.      •      '       ,-    ,          •               I      )       rn               1    ^^  ^  ■          r  Sii'aaion  ot   ('e\'oiion    io  Alma   ^!;Mer.      lie  a.ski'd 
Siripe>  ol    .-ineric,!   and    Mie    llce  and    \\liiie  ol 

,••,,                      \         ,              1       r     1-     1          XI-     •      '  each    ahimiui^    to    lake    an    iiiicrcM     in    i-eiidiim 

\ill.aio\a.       .M      llu      e;i;l     ol      hadier     Wanims  ,                   ,  ..,,                     ,-          ,               ,            -     ,' 

,                             ,       ,■■,,                ,            .        ,  SiUcen.s   o)    \  )llaiio\a.      II    each   member  ol    (  lU' 

speech   a    oimm    :o   (he    XilhMK'xa    bocs   111    1  he  sei"-  ,,            •    ,                     ,       ,              ,,            ,             ,                   , 

,           •  ,                   .          ,         .  .Alumni,  h'c  remarked,  would  send  one  bo\'  to  t  he 
\ic('  w.i>(riail^  amio  I'e-ojau  ipw  (-|l,.^.,-,,,„^ 

•  la               ,                     ,         1        .     '■  ,     n     1     '  halls  ol    .\lnia    Aiait-r,   iliere   would    i)e   nec■essli^■ 

1  he  loas.ma^ei- !-e!;'ie;!  a  (ccK'e.'b'  humorous  .                                  .,.,,.                                              ' 

•  1          I                           ,    •   ,                       ,'       /•  lor    more   exa'iisixx'    buiuimus. 
inci'.eui    Iclwceii   .'n    b';>li    m.ai    aiel   a    (.-erm^'U, 

Irom    which    he   (hvw    die   imert-  in-    conclu.i-ai  ''''^^'  ''^"'MiHa  closed   widi   die  sinoin-  of  .Mma 

dia>    .Nhiledie  lr,^h  h:ov  a  i  .ivj  i!:dce  auaiiiM    die  ^l'"^''-     The  Liue^i>  remained  o\er  ni-lii ,  o(vup\- 

l-ai^li^h      hex-    d<M,',     uaio     aiiv    CermMi    aid    in  ''^^    quarti-i>    in    die    Senior    vdn-    .\  lierc'    report 

liidoiu;     lur.       The,     iv-er\r     di    ■     prixd.-i.     for  '^''^''    die>-   passed   a    "  (piie,  "   niiilii  ,   (h'sphe   t  he 

ihem^.bc,.       \n<\    il    die    le  n-[r-Ji    world    wuld  ^'''"'"'^  "'    ''i^'    voun^er  alumni    o.  re\i\e  ancieiil 

011b     re    h/e    dii^    hM,    'he    bv  h    o.r-..d"n    would  dormio)r\-  .raiddou^. 

be   -;',.le!    i.i   .1   ''..::        b(  r   i  he    !d-h    h'xe   a    :-ir  -  '"''o    fo!liM\in,u    w  cj-e    ])ra'-eni:     Ills    l-'.xcel  lency 

cepdble  ho    '■!.     (    i\e  ire  a  man  (  h'  a  race  wi   h  a.  die    ,Np')Si(lic    i)eU'e,aie    ?\losi     i^e\  .    J(hn    hJoii- 

hcaa     \v  e  he:  r  -o.  naiidi  aboia   nun'-  -:  1  an  "di -.  /ano,    I).!).;     i<i.    i<e\-.    lb  T.    I  )ruiii;4()ok' ;    \  er\- 

an  I    dieir   |i\^"-  ,  nd    dieir   nerx  a-   di'^    we  -em  '"^'"^  ■     ^diaries     M.      I  )rb,cori,     i*ro\  iiici.d ;      Kew 

io   h!\e   f'leo     '.  !!    iha   nu  .-i    iino.  laea     (M-uan   of  janie>    J.    i)eaai,    bresideni    of    \'illaiio\a;      l\e\  . 

all,     die    liiai'.       ''-a  i\     dic    next     spea'-ri'    lia^    a  '■' ■   -^^    Ihix'oll,   X'icedd-esidem  ;     !\('\'.   (di.'rle-   1*. 

hcaii    ,  lui    il    i-ahA.-\-  in    die   1  i'.dil    pl.Ma.      lie  i-  (>'Xeill,   brcd'ec,   (d'S.udit's:    Kew.X.  J.   Idunkell, 

a   -cliMlar,   ;•    -ei  i  dcm  Ml .   ,!    kind    m    >■ '.'V  of   xf-udi  l'oa>,  iii,!>' er  ;       (  u'arL,e      i'air.      jaiiu';-      Ibilteii, 

a--    hi-    xeai-   ^-i    wrk    .  ,-.   a    reriii-   cf   (  )\ -arbrook  b.coi-j^i'    b)ii(d<le\',    idilher   i>ranioii,    h'adier   i^rice. 

^(•miii.MW    1  .a!  -  ,dniiTr?i|i     wiMle--.        '.endeiiun,  '"^^'^  ■    •' •    Id  <  "omillins,  (  ).  S.  .\.,   I\e\  .    K.   Id  Cow- 

I  he   ki,    |x(\  .   AoMi:-.   1  !i  IMP  a '<''e.  k'>  •    ^1-    I  •  <   aruKulN,    b.  'Idud^er.   idoher   JJaniel 

Moji-iLiiur    lai!muo(:!e    :-poIc    en    die    "Spirit  l)ii-coll.    hailur    I  )e\  ir,    l\e\  .    beiini-^    II.    I  )ono- 

i>\    h.du(  ,11  iin."       lb:-  (('nacrii.  h,'  r;  m  'rled ,  w,i-  ^'HL    W.iber     id     I  )riK'dii';^,     l\e\  .     !b     b.     halw 

110     hi  \\     we    h  ul    ih'Mi'dii    or   ai,ed    in    du'    p;!>l  <  >•    S.     .\,,     I  )aniel     |)ono\an,     Rv\  .     I.dward    (  .. 

bill    w  h.ii    oiii    diliildiie   and    a^  ,iiie,    would    be   in  I  )oliaii.  (  ).  S.   A.,   Idil  her  ldu;'ii,  d".  J  .   I  h/uerald, 

1  he    bMUio   ..-   ,!    re-iih    (>|    die    Licai    -■iaiei:!e    hi  l\^'\  ■   l^aniel    l'oL;,;rt  \  ,  (  ).  S.  .\ .,   I  )!'.   b.iwicnce  Id 

whieh      we     air     eir^a;'ed.        ||a       ■mnhv-i/ad      die  Idiik,    l\e\  .    John    Ih    |-'all\,    (  ).   S.    .\..    I\e\  .    (d   J. 

pe,e-Mi\   of  ,i  ,  reiiiinu 'I  ill'.'  he  a,  -  of  (itir  collcm-  h'ord,    <  >.    S.    .\.,    Iduher    (d"eeii,    hadier    (  .riT--, 

ini'ip  hadier    (ddUm,     ('.     ,\.     I  laa>,     |i.,     Tlioma-     j. 

(   h-'ilt-   Mebaickiii.   pa\al   axiaior,   wlio-^pokr  lli,L.',^in>.   Idiilier  1  bin  i>,   laiiher  Ilow.ird,   hadu'i' 

lor    I  he    (da--  <\    dS.    wa-   iiiiioihiced    a-   one   ol  llu^he-,    i'adier    II.1--011,    Jdulu'r    Iiick('\,    W  1'- 


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li.ini  I  liiinnioiul,  I'alher  I).  A.  Ik'rron,  ().  S.  A.,  \iv\  .  Civnyi^v  Waring,  j'lliii    lit'iiux  ,   l\r\  .  j.    W. 

lanu's  K.  Ivocli,  Ri'\'.  John  V.  Ivi'iiiicdN',  O.  S.  A.,  Lronard,  (  ).  S.  A.,  Tlionias  Reap,  jo-cph  l\cll\, 

"ailu'i'    Ka\aiiau,li,    l-ailuT    Kehor,    Ia'o    IaiicIi,  janu's    McCool.     |)aiiii'l     MclJli  !■  i  on ,    (ail      1". 

".  Ka\  iiiond  Larkin,  I'ai  luT  I  .ocki',  I-'ai  her  l.iicia,  1  luinplirrx  ,  jcsst'  M  .  (  Ochraii,  J  .  Siaiiiry  Smii  Ii, 

•"ailuT    Miii;)li\',    I'ailuT    Mariiii,    l'"ailu'r   Mill-  ("Jiarlcs  1).  McA\()\,  I  )r.  ("ha.ilrs  j.  j()iu'>,  Rtx . 

ins,    I'^ailuT   Mrlchior,    Marliii    J.    Mcl.au.uhliii,  1).  (',.  KcIU'Ikt,  W.  II.   RnUly.  Cliailc^  McCiic- 

"ailur    Mayock,    John    \\  .    Mcl'addfii,    I-'ailuT  kin,   j«'hn    Kcllw   SvIxcsum"    R.    I'ciison,    !■  rancid 

McCalic,    Rr\.    I-:,  j.   Mui-iauKli,  O.  S.   A.,   Rv\  .  j.  CascN  ,  Michael  !'.  l"()-aii\-,  jo^-rpli  1"..  i!ciu\, 

ohn    A.     Xii^cnl,    ().    S.    A.,    r'ailuT    ()'Mcara,  SvUfsiiT  j.    Maniii,   Ardiur    H.    Ma.xwtll,    \'in- 

".li  her  ( )'Rcill\,  janu's  ( )'l^rifn,  l-"at  luT  ( )'\i'ill,  cvwl    \..    MoKncaux,    I•"^an(•■i^    I..    ()'l)rvaii,    W'il- 

)i".    ( )'i\.<)urk(',    kailuT    Powers,    i^ailiei"    X'asey,  liain   \' .  Slu'rd\\   l--(!\\ai'd   \'.  Si.Miloi'd,  AruKindo 

•".li  lu'i'  i'ie.uan,  John  j.  l^\lc,  M  .1 ).,  i-'ailier  Spar-  Alxaixv.,     |anu'>    L.    1  i.in.ulux  ,    John    I.,    i.arkin, 

o\\ ,    John    J.    Sweeiicx',    1  )r.    !•'.    W.    Sieinhock,  Charles  II.  Melinckin,  I-'.(l,Li;ir  l)ra('h,  (".  J.("iia>- 

)r.    I".    M.    SnI/inaii,    Dr.    Albert    W.    Screcker,  wold.   Rani   1'.  O'I'.rien.    Ir,-eph  ()'l.e;uA-, 


S|.iii!r\-    Siniih,    I.I..I).,    I'rcsidciit    of 
I  Ik-  .\liiiiiiii  .\>si)(i,iiiim. 


l\i'\.  A.  j.  riiinkctt,  [Ml.]).,  'r(i;islinasici- 
.u  ill,'  .Miiniiii  li.uKnuM . 


34,  ,.■■■     „/■■■    jf-    'THE   VILLANOVAN,  ■::■■■'■■■■■;■:  ^^.■■■^■•.^■:  ^^^^ 

In  response  to  the  toast,  "  Villanova  Twenty-  ization  with  its  pure  and  holy  firesides,  and  it  is 

five  Years  Ago,"  Charles  D.  McAvoy  spoke  as  religion  that  must  safeguard  and  conserve  it, 

follows:  In  these  days  of  strife  and  death,  it  is  well 

.    I  am  sure  it  was  an  intended  kindness  that  led  that  institutions  of  this  kind  in  accordance  with 

those  in  authority  to  go  over  the  hills  into  an  true    Catholic    education    and    thought    have 

adjoining  county  and  invite  me  to  come  here  developed,  not  only  the  intellect,  but  the  heart 

tonight,  and  answer  to  the  toast  of  "Villanova  and  will,  and  when  the  end  comes,  as  it  must 

Twenty-five  Years  Ago."    The  subject  was  truly  come,  this  instruction  will  find  a  prominent  place 

inspiring,  and  while  deeply  appreciative  of  the  at  the  peace-board,  and  will  be  the  means  of  a 

kindness,  I  very  much  regret  that  I  did  not  have  re-adjustment  among  Nations  along  safe  lines, 

sufficient  time  to  prepare  an  address  fitting  the  In    twenty-five    years,    Villanova    has    made 

occasion.  marvelous  progress.      Its  extended  courses,   its 

This  is  the  Diamond  Jubilee,  and  a  glad  and  new  buildings,  its  enlarged  accommodations  and 

glorious  event,  and  we  are  once  more  gathered  capacity  have  been  wonderful,  and  I  am  safe  in 

within  the  hallowed  precincts  where  we  spent  the  saying,  that  no  institution  in  this  section  of  the 

most  pleasant  days  of  our  youth.  country  has  so  progressed. 

In  a  period  of  twenty-five  years,  Villanova  in  About  twenty-five  years  ago,  it  was  my  good 

keeping  with  the  country  has  made  wonderful  fortune  to  come  from  a  small  country  school 

progress.    The  institution  founded  and  fostered  and  enter  into  the  larger  sphere  of  college  life,  and 

by  (he  Moriartys,  O'Dwyers,  Blakes  and    Gal-  during  my  period  of  five  years  here,  the  recol- 

berrys   has  been   carefully   nurtured,   expanded  lections    and    memories    have    been    the    most 

and  widened  by  the  McEvoys,  McShanes,  De-  pleasant  of  my  life.     How  we  grew  to  dislike 

lureys,  Dohans  and  Deans,  and  these  latter  in  prefects  and  prunes,  and  with  what  glee  we  recall 

keeping  with  the  tim.es,  have  not  only  extended  the  embarrassment  and  discomfiture  of  the  pre- 

its  curriculum,  but  to  them  belongs  the  credit  feet  whose  ticket  was  only  good  to  Bryn  Mawr, 

of  so  broadening  the  sphere  of  human  instruc-  and  who  without  funds  endeavored  to  jockey 

tion,  that  today  Villano\-a  is  one  of  the  foremost  his  way  to  Villanova.    What  pleasure  it  gave  us 

colleges  in  Eastern  United  States.     To  those  in  to  say  under  our  breath  this  limerick — 
charge  of  the  destiny  of  Villanova  for  the  past 

twent3--fi\e   years,    all    of    us    can    with    hearty  '' Sing  a  song  of  six  cents, 

accord  truly  say,  you  ha\-e  fought  a  "good  fight "  Prefect  in  a  stew, 

you  ha^e  "kept  the  faith."     You  have  perpetu-  Ticket  good  for  Bryn  Mawr, 

ated  the  noble  ideals  and  the  pure  inspiration  Tries  to  make  it  do. 

of  the  founders.     You  have  not  only  educated  Conductor,  crnel-hearted, 

the  intellect,  but  you  have  instructed  the  heart  Wastes  no  time  in  talk — 

and  the  will  of  man  along  true  Catholic  lines,  ' Pay  the  other  six  cents, 

and  ha\e  enabled  him  to  fulfill  his  mission  in  Or  get  out  and  walk.' 

the  world,  and  to  attain  his  destiny.     In  these  Six  cents,  six  cents, 

days   in   what   some  term    "modern  thought",  A  kindly  hand  has  passed, 

many   institutions  educating  the  intellect   neg-  Then  the  panting  prefect 

lect   ihe  heart  and  w  ill,  and  as  a  consequence,  Freely  breathes  at  last.'' 
we  find  today  many  men  of  hrilliant  intellect, 

whose  minds  have  l)een  developed  at  the  expense  After  years  of  struggle  with  a  selfish  world  in 

of  their  hearts,  and  \\ho  by  reason  thereof  are  which   all    of    us    have    had    our   successes   and 

shut  out  from  the  bright  sunlight  and  the  pure  reverses,    many   of    us   today   awaken    pleasant 

atmosphere  of  the  higher  and  nobler  life  for  which  memories  when  we  take   up  time-worn  Villa- 

man  was  created,  and  instead  of  being  an  instru-  no\'A  monthlies  and  turn  to  the  famous  "Splin- 

ment  for  good  to  society,  the>- area  menace  and  a  ter    Column,"    and    our    thoughts    go    back    to 

danger.     Religion  it  was  that  ga\e  us  our  civil-  "Cape  May  Idyls,"  and  John  and  Andy,  Nick 


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and  Eddie  and  the  rest.      Sacred  memories  of 
dear  friends. 

We  all  remember  the  feminine  opinion  of  the 
Philosophers  of  '94: 

^^ Kenny  wouldn't  laugh, 

Murphy  wouldn't  smile, 
Fields  wouldn't  giffle, 

And  it  wasn't  Whelan's  style. 
Welsh  was  as  solemn, 

As  a  half  a  ton  of  coal; 
Yoti  couldn't  tickle  Kerr, 

With  a  ten-foot  pole." 

or  the  famous  wash-house  scare  of  '93 : 

"  The  laundry  girls  in  awfid  plight 
Gave  us  a  scare  the  other  night; 

They  ran  up  here  with  dreadful  tale 
Of  murd'rous  burglars  on  their  trail. 
'Twas  such  a  dreadful,  horrid  thing 
We  hardly  knew  what  help  to  bring; 
But  John  D.  with  baseball  bat 
Ran  doivn  to  knock  the  rascals  flat. 
While  Father  V.  in  his  alarm 
Pull'd  out  a  gun  and  shot  the  barn. 
To  Walter  C.  ive  gave  a  stick, 
He  vow'd  he'd  make  those  burglars  sick; 
To  Father  L.  we  gave  a  gun, 
He  said:  'No,  no,  I'd  shoot  someone.' 
When  all  were  ready  for  the  fray. 
The  burglars  were  ten  miles  away." 
The  saddest  feature  of  the  case 
Was  Annie' s  fainting  from  the  chase; 
'  They  has  poor  Sal,'  she  faintly  said. 
And  then  fell  over,  almost  dead. 
Go  tell  the  tale  where'er  you  can 
That  '  hins  has  more  perfection '  than 
The  four  poor  girls  who  got  the  fright 
From  burglars  bold  at  dead  of  night." 

Even  our  dissipations  arc  remembered  accord- 
ing to  these  lines: 

Those  happy  days  of  sunny  June 

Have  passed,  alas,  forever; 

When  two  of  our  boys  in  the  pale,  sweet  moon 

Did  some  of  their  dear  friends  bring 

To  listen  for  fun  while  they  did  sing 

Of  friends  forgot,  oh,  never! 


To  a  mighty  one  the  tale  was  told 
And  he  says,  "never  more,  never  more" 
Shall  the  heroes  of  that  march  so  bold 
Go  o'er  that  hill  while  they  tell  a  tale 
And  sing  of  ''brown  October's  ale" 
For  he  says,  'tis  o'er,  'tis  o'er. 

If  some  of  you  are  not  careful,  I  believe  that 
tomorrow  morning  you  may  have  to  "wander 
o'er  the  hill,  and  for  your  information  let  me  say 
that  Rube's  is  still  in  the  old  place. 

Let  us  hope  that  Villanova  will  continue  its 
great  course,  that  it  will  train  not  only  the  intel- 
lect, but  the  heart  and  will  of  its  students  and 
instruct  them,  not  only  in  arts,  science  and  engi- 
neering, but  in  their  duty  to  their  God  and  their 
country.  In  that  lies  her  strength  and  the  hope 
of  race  and  country.  Education  along  these 
lines  will  calm  the  spirit  of  unrest  that  has 
seized  upon  the  minds  of  men,  and  stem  the  tor- 
rent of  irreligion  that  is  making  sad  havoc  today 
and  bringing  calamity  to  the  world.  Onward, 
then,  in  this  glorious  work  must  be  Villanova's 
career,  and  under  the  strong  hands  of  those  w  ho 
nurtured  her  course  in  the  past,  must  be  en- 
trusted the  course  of  the  future.  Onward,  for 
Christian  civilization  and  peace  to  all  mankind. 
Onward,  still  onward,  in  fidelity  and  lovalty  to 
the  memories,  the  labors,  the  sacrifices,  the 
talents  and  principles  of  the  great  and  good 
men, — her  founders, — 

Onward  speed  thee.  Alma  Mater, 

In  thy  mission,  heaven-born. 

Past's  bright  glories  round  thee  clinging, 

Present's  plaudits  loudly  ringing, 

Heartfelt  love  thy  children  bringing. 

Thy  honored  name  adorn. 

Onward,  ever,  star  of  knowledge, 
Light  of  nations!     Guide  of  youth! 
May  thy  rays  illume  ages, 
Lustre  shed  o'er  history's  pages. 
Guide  the  steps  of  future  ages. 
Supernal  star  of  truth. 

On  then,  dear  old  Alma  Mater, 

On  where  ivaits  thee  fame's  bright  croicn; 

On  to  glories,  on  to  triumphs. 

On  to  win  a  world' s  renoivn. 


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And  we  who  are  assembled  here  tonight  to 
commemorate  her  Diamond  Jubilee  in  gratitude 
for  what  she  has  brought  us,  let  us  pledge  our- 
selves to  be  always  true  sons  of  Villanova's 
teaching,  and  with  one  accord  give  thanks  in  the 
words  of  the  beautiful  poem  of  the  lamented 
Miss  Donnelly  written  for  the  Golden  Jubilee. 

Oh  blest  be  the  day,  when  the  sun's  golden  ray, 
First  shone  on  the  shades,  Villanova  revealing! 
Like  the  sunrise  that  shone  on  King  Memmon's 

famed  stone 
Awaking  a  strain  full  of  fervor  and  feeling! 

Grave  doctor  and  sage 

In  that  long-vanished  age. 
Their  record  inscribed  on  our  history's  page. 


While  the  sons  of  St.  A,ustin,  with  tears  and  with 

,  toil,  ■     .    .  ■'■-    ■  ■ ,  ■  ', 

Their  altars  uprear'd  on  this  pr ay er -hallow' d  soil! 

Their  altars,  their  school,  where  the  Monk's  kindly 

ride 
With  Virtue  and  Wisdom  form'd  loyal  alliance — ■ 
Guiding  youths  {now  grown  gray,  or  at  rest  'neath 

the  clay). 
To  the  fountains  of  Faith,  and  the  well-springs  of 

Science! 
Ah!  should  we  not  claim 
For  its  guardians,  the  fame, 
That  linger' d,    of  yore,    'round   each   love-lighted 

name; 
The  perfume  of  sages  and  saints  passed  away, 
Still  hovers  around  Alma  Mater  today! 


,■^;^::  ,■-■;-;::■■■' •.  ^, .  ^  T  H  E   V  I  L  L"A  N.O  V  A  N       ■   -    :.';    ;  -  '   .;       37 

The  Spirit  of  Villanova  and  a  Jubilee  Slogan 

By  Prof.  Charles  A.  McGeehan,  '12 

WE  are  told  that  we  can  do  anything  we  give  one  hundred  per  cent,  of  themselves  so  that 

want  to,  if  we  want  to  hard  enough,  our  men  m.ay  be  distinguished  from,  the  m.asses. 

The  truth  of  this  statem.ent  is  brought  True,   this   is   a   tim.e   of  sacrifice   and   he   who 

hom.e  to  us  on  all  sides  every  day  of  our  lives,  refuses  is  dubbed  a  slacker.    But  surely  m.en  who 

The  enorm.ous  masses  of  men,  who  comprise  the  ^.^^  ^^^.^  ^jj  ^^^  ^1^^  ^^1^^^^  ^f  ^^1^^^^^  ^^^  ^^^  ^ 

great  army  of  the  United  States,  being  banded  ^.         u  ^  c      ^•c  i  •       ^u        ui    ^    r 

gi cat  dill  .y  )  &  time,  but  for  life,  are  m.akmg  the  noblest  of  sac- 

together  in  so  short  a  tim.e,  the  cantonm.ents,       ._  ^,  .       n     r  u  n    l     i 

.  .  .      .  .  .   ,  ^  .^  rinces.      Ihey  may  not  suffer  from  shell  shock, 

cities  springing  up  in  a  night,  as  it  were,  are  '  a  .  .u 
proofs  of  this  fact  that  if  we  want  a  thing  and  but  they  do  from  teachers  trembles.  At  the 
want  it  mighty  hard,  that  thing  will  be  done,  ^r^t  streaks  of  dawn  we  find  them  at  the  altar 
The  wish  closest  to  the  heart  of  every  Villanova  praying  to  God  that  our  work  and  theirs  m.ay  be 
m.an  is  the  progress  of  Alm.a  Mater.  He  wants  well  done.  Next  we  see  them,  in  the  class  room 
to  see  her  in  the  front  rank  of  the  world's  great-  developing  the  minds  of  younger  men,  fitting 
est  institution  of  learning  and  to  have  her  receive  them  for  the  big  things  in  life.  After  this  we 
the  recognition  which  she  always  deserves.  meet  them,  on  the  campus.  Not  satisfied  that 
While  we  are  gathered  here  tonight  let  us  our  men  are  spiritually  and  mentally  equipped, 
question  the  m.eaning  of  Villanova.  Surely  it  they  look  to  their  physical  training  as  well, 
does  not  m.ean  the  buildings,  great  m.asses  of  Their  success  in  the  spiritual  development  is 
m.aterial  placed  here  by  the  skilled  hands  of  proclaim.ed  by  the  fact  that  the  finger  of  scorn 
builders.  Destruction  of  these  would  not  de-  is  seldom.,  if  ever,  pointed  at  a  Villanova  man. 
stroy  that  which  is  dearest  to  all  of  us.  These  We  have  been  told  tonight  of  the  unsolicited 
could  be  builded  again.  No,  Villanova  is  more  tribute  to  Villanova  eflficiency  when,  in  the 
than  mere  heaps  of  stone  and  wood,  it  is  that  presence  of  a  brother  alumnus,  an  ofificer  of  the 
which  binds  us  together  as  nothing  else  can.  Bureau  of  Standards  in  Washington  said  that 
W^e  are  just  one  big  family  working  for  the  com-  he  knew  little  of  the  college  except  that  her  men 
m.on  good  of  all.  Yet  we  m.ay  divide  this  fam.ily  could  do  things.  Another  mark  of  their  success 
into  two  parts:  those  who  are  on  the  inside  in  the  development  of  m.en  mentally  is  the  fact 
toiling  daily  for  the  success  of  the  institution,  that  all  our  men  are  at  present  pursuing  the  work 
and  those  on  the  outside  who  are  known  to  the  for  which  they  were  here  prepared.  If  you  care 
world  as  Villanova  m.en.  to  know  how  their  physical  training  has  sue- 
Now  that  you  have  returned  to  these  halls  ceeded,  just  tread  on  the  toes  of  one  of  them. 
once  more  and  are  bent  on  going  back  to  happy  Surely  these  men  have  wanted  to  and  wanted 
days  of  youth,  you  like  to  feel  that  you  are  boys  to  hard  enough. 

again  and  would  take  pleasure  in  cutting  loose  Now  let  us  question  the  efforts  of  those  on  the 

as  in  the  days  of  yore.     Yet  as  you  go  about  outside.     At  gatherings  of  this  kind  one  often 

with  hearts  as  young  as  they  once  were,  I  am  hears  the  remark,   "Why,  there's  John   Blank, 

going  to  ask  you  to  view  the  surroundings  with  he  never  misses  a  banquet,  he  is  surely  loyal  to 

older  eyes.    You  will  see,  perhaps,  that  to  which  the  Old  Place."     Still,  on  second  thought,  one 

you  gave  but  little  thought  when  you  wese  stu-  wonders  if  John  is  such  a  loyal  fellow  after  all. 

dents.     At  every  turn  you  are  met  by  black-  Loyalty  means  unity  and  unless  he  is  with  us 

robed  m.en,  men  grown  old  before  their  tim.e,  three  hundred  and  sixty-five  days  every  year,  he 

m.en  who  are  bearing  the  burdens  of  all  of  us.  is  not  a  true  son  of  the  Mother  who  fostered  him. 

They  are  not  striving  for  a  collection  of  this  and  cared  for  him.  while  he  was  here  and  will 

world's  goods;    hard  labor  now  will  not  assure  make    every   endeavor    to    help    him    while    he 

them,  comfort  or  pleasure  in  after  years.    They  lives.    To  return  one  day  in  a  whole  year  for  the 


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pleasure  of  meeting  the  old  boys  again  and  to 
talk  over  old  times  is  a  fine  thing  for  Mr.  Blank, 
but  it  can  hardly  be  considered  as  sufficient  to 
stamp  him  as  a  loyal  son. 

The  Banquet  Committee  has  this  year  adopted 
a  slogan  and  they  wish  that  it  be  carried  away 
by  every  one  of  us,  "Let  Every  Man  Pledge  a 


Student.!'  You  are  asked  to  let  these  words 
burn  themselves  into  your  minds  so  deeply  that 
the  scar  will  forever  remain.  If  every  man  will 
leave  this  banquet  hall  tonight  wanting  the  suc- 
cess of  his  Alma  Mater  and  wanting  it  hard 
enough,  Villanova  will  go  over  the  top  with  her 
colors  flying,  long  ere  the  next  jubilee. 


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Flag  Raising 


VILLANOVA'S  sons  are  well  represented 
jn  our  great  struggle  for  world  democracy. 
Though  many  of  her  sons  were  absent 
from  the  Jubilee  Celebration,  some  facing  the 
fire  of  the  Hun  and  perhaps  giving  the  supreme 
test  of  their  devotion  to  Country,  Villanova  was 
not  unmindful  of  them.  In  honor  of  these  lads, 
who,  having  proved  themselves  worthy  children 
of  Alma  Mater  are  now  showing  their  worth  as 
stalwart  sons  of  our  beloved  Country,  the 
Senior  Class  on  Monday  evening,  June  10,  1918, 
presented  a  service  flag  to  the  College.  Collier  J. 
Griswold,  '18,  in  the  name  of  his  class  in  patriotic 
words,  presented  this  beautiful  emblem  of  sac- 
rifice. Rev.  James  J.  Dean,  President  of  the 
College,  in  words  of  loving  appreciation  and  sin- 
cere esteem  for  the  boys  in  the  service,  received 
the  gift.  While  two  of  our  Villanova  boys  in 
the  blue  of  sailors  held  the  flag  aloft,  V.  Rev. 
Charles  M.  Driscoll,  the  Augustinian  Provin- 
cial, blessed  it.  Every  heart  was  filled  with 
pride  and  joy,  and  every  eye  dim,  as  the  flag 
floated  to  the  breeze  and  the  college  orchestra 
struck  up  the  noble  strains  of  "The  Star-Span- 
gled Banner."  One  who  has  seen  service,  who 
knows  the  life  and  sacrifice  of  our  soldiers  and 
sailors,  Rev.  Chaplain  George  J.  Waring,  Cap- 
tain in  the  11th  U.  S.  Cavalry  and  Vicar- 
General  to  Bishop  Hayes,  then  gave  a  stirring 
oration. 

In  presenting  the  Service  Flag,  Collier  J. 
Griswold  said : 

Father  President: 

Patriotism  does  not  consist  in  idle  boast  or 
bombast.  It  finds  its  correct  expression  not  in 
words  alone  but  in  service — in  that  service  which 
is  based  upon  a  true  love  and  appreciation  of  the 
benefits  of  country,  obedience  to  which  is  a 
virtue,  and  sacrifice  in  whose  interests  a  duty. 

The  service  it  demands  is  not  limited  to  wealth 
and  property.  It  extends  to  life  itself.  Where 
there  is  a  willingness  to  expend  oneself  in  the 
interest  of  one's  country,  there  does  the  virtue 
of  patriotism  exist  in  noble  proportions. 

True  to  the  teaching  and  traditions  of  loyaltys 
inculcated  in  them  by  their  Alma  Mater,  two 
hundred  and  forty- five  of  Villanova's  sons  have 


generously  made  this  offer  of  service  to  their 
country,  prepared  to  shed  their  blood  and  sacri- 
fice their  lives,  if  need  be,  in  her  cause.  The 
class  of  1918  deem  it  a  great  honor  today  to  be 
permitted  to  present  to  you  the  service  flag 
which  commemorates  their  noble  devotion  which 
shall  remain  to  us  all  as  an  inspiration  to  emulate 
them  in  loyalty  and  service. 

Father  Dean  in  accepting  the  flag  spoke  as 
follows: 

Gentlemen  of  the  Class  of  1918: 

It  gives  me  the  utmost  pleasure  to  accept  at 
your  hands  and  in  the  name  of  the  College  this 
beautiful  token  of  your  esteem  for  Villanova, 
this  splendid  tribute  of  respect  for  those  of  her 
sons  who  have  gone  before  you  into  the  service 
of  our  beloved  country.  We  are  deeply  moved 
by  the  spirit  which  prompts  this  action,  and  we 
base  our  appreciation  not  so  much  on  the  intrin- 
sic value  of  the  flag  which  you  present  as  on 
your  evident  grasp  of  the  principles  we  have 
striven  to  impart  and  your  fidelity  to  the  ideals 
for  which  this  emblem  stands.  When  we  see  it 
floating  proudly  to  the  breeze  in  the  calm  and 
quiet  of  a  summer  day,  our  hearts  will  instinc- 
tively breathe  forth  a  prayer  for  those  whom  its 
stars  so  vividly  portray  and  who  may  at  that 
very  moment  be  engaged  in  the  shock  of  battle, 
amid  the  glare  of  the  rockets  and  the  shriek  of 
the  bursting  shells,  spending  every  ounce  of 
their  strength  and  pouring  forth  their  life-blood, 
if  need  be,  in  defense  of  principles  that  are  sacred 
and  liberties  that  form  the  natural  heritage  of  a 
people  who  bow  the  knee  to  none  save  Divinity 
itself.  Should  the  God  of  Battles  require  of 
them  the  supreme  sacrifice,  even  then  our  hearts 
wall  be  filled  with  a  holy  joy;  not  mere  earthly 
gladness,  but  that  exaltation  of  soul  which  must 
arise  when  we  realize  that  the  sons  of  Villanova 
can  and  do  rise  beyond  petty  ambition  and  per- 
sonal interest  in  defense  of  the  hearths  and  altars 
of  their  country. 

Let  me  pledge,  too,  your  loyalty  and  that  af 
all  here  present,  to  that  standard  which  in  a  few 
moments  shall  wave  from  the  summit  of  yonder 
taff.  Who  can  gaze  upon  those  broad  stripes 
and  bright  stars  without  feeling  his  heart  beat 


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faster  and  the  blood  course  more  quickly  through 
his  veins?  Does  not  your  imagination  carry 
you,  even  now,  across  three  thousand  miles  of 
intervening  space  to  the  heights  whereon  that 
flag  floats  defiantly  amid  the  din  of  battle  and 
the  shock  of  contending  armies,  inspiring  and 
inspiriting  a  soldiery  irresistable  because  con- 
scious of  the  justice  of  the  principles  for  which  it 
fights.  Does  not  your  heart  enthuse  over  the 
wonderful  symbolism  contained  in  these  majestic 
colors?  Red,  emblematic  of  the  blood  of  mar- 
tyrs; white,  typifying  sincerity  of  purpose; 
bright  stars  on  an  azure  field,  harbingers  of  hope 
to  the  oppressed  of  all  the  earth. 

As  you  gaze  upon  these  standards,  gently 
wafted  by  the  summer  breeze  amid  surroundings 
that  breathe  serenity  and  peace,  open  wide  your 
hearts  for  an  influx  of  that  Villanova  spirit 
which  prompts  this  gift  today.  A  spirit  which 
instils  in  the  very  soul  of  every  youth  committed 
to  her  care  a  chivalrous  love  for  those  two  maid- 
ens fair  under  whose  banners  every  knight  must 
be  enrolled  and  at  whose  beck  and  call  every 
hero  must  accept  the  gauge  of  battle; — the  one, 
old  as  the  centuries,  yet  ever  young;  the  light 
of  truth  illumining  her  countenance;  the  scars 
of  battle  gleaming  on  her  brow  like  diadems  of 
surpassing  glory;    her  fair  form  girt  with  the 


shield  of  faith  and  wrapped  in  the  mantle  of 
virtue;  the  infallible  Church  of  God.  The  other, 
strong  with  the  vigor  of  youth;  her  features 
resplendent  with  the  very  joy  of  living;  her  eyes 
darting  forth  a  message  of  freedom  to  the 
oppressed  of  all  the  earth;  her  hand  holding 
aloft  the  torch  of  liberty;  her  wondrous  presence 
shielded  by  an  emblem — Old  Glory  there — w  hich 
has  never  yet  been  trailed  in  the  dust,  and  which, 
with  the  help  of  men  like  you,  never  will; 
Columbia,  Queen  of  the  Western  Sea. 

Never  forget  that  your  country  has  given  to 
the  world  the  basic  principles  of  human  free- 
dom. While  float  the  Stars  and  Stripes,  these 
principles  are  safe;  when  hauled  down  in  sur- 
render, tyranny  shall  resume  its  sway.  Yours 
it  is  to  determine  the  result.  Which  shall  it  be? 
We  are  now  engaged  in  the  most  titanic  struggle 
history  has  ever  known,  bent  on  safeguarding 
the  doctrines  of  liberty  and  extending  their 
application  to  peoples  less  favored  than  our- 
selves. Stand  ready,  then,  to  give  your  life's 
blood,  if  necessary,  in  so  holy  a  cause;  for,  upon 
you,  young  men  and  others  like  you,  it  rests  to 
see  that  "government  of  the  people,  for  the 
people  and  by  the  people  shall  not  perish  from 
the  earth." 

Gentlemen,  I  thank  you. 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


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German  War  Preparations 

By  Chaplain  George  J.  Waring,  Captain  11th  Infantry,  b.  S.  A. 


GERMAN  success  in  the  Franco-Prussian 
War  fired  the  ambition  and  imagination 
of  Bismarck,  hence,  he  planned  to  dom- 
inate the  world  and  began  to  train  the  German 
people  to  carry  it  on  and  to  sustain  it.  They, 
the  Germans,  prepared  under  cover  by  training 
men  to  develop  the  science  of  warfare.  For 
forty  years  they  taught  their  people  such  trades 
as  would  the  most  surely  accomplish  their 
sinister  object. 

Engineering,  chemistry,  the  sciences  and 
especially  espionage  became  the  most  ardently 
cultivated  among  them.  Men  were  taught  to 
be  professional  spies.  They  spied  not  only  on 
their  own  people  but  on  the  unsuspecting  citi- 
zens of  other  nations.  They  went  to  every  coun- 
try of  the  world  and  secured  positions  of  trust. 
It  mattered  nothing  what  kind  of  employment 
they  obtained  so  long  as  they  were  able  to 
accomplish  their  purpose  of  securing  secret 
information  and  transmitting  it  to  their  home 
government.  In  1908,  while  I  was  in  Rome,  at 
the  hotel  I  saw  a  number  of  well-bred  Germans 
employed  as  waiters.  The  head-waiter  was  a 
man  of  culture  and  refinement.  He  spoke  flu- 
ently English,  French,  Italian,  Spanish  and 
German.  When  I  questioned  him  regarding  his 
menial  position  he  explained  that  he  used  this 
means  of  obtaining  proficiency  in  languages. 
I  believed  him  then  but  now  I  know  that  wait- 
ing on  tables  is  one  of  the  best  methods  of 
obtaining  information  by  espionage. 


of  the  world,  whose  chief  business  was  to  thwart 
any  legislation  which  would  tend  to  develop 
their  military  or  naval  forces.  France,  which 
had  every  reason  to  suspect  and  dislike  Germany, 
was  overrun  with  spies  who  succeeded  in  keep- 
ing the  German  government  fully  inCormed 
regarding  every  move  which  France  made 
toward  strengthening  her  military  position.  For 
years,  France  tried  to  extend  the  period  of  com- 
pulsory military  service  from  two  to  three  years, 
but  always  was  blocked  by  some  unseen  hand. 
Finally,  only  when  the  great  national  spy  scan- 
dal which  was  marked  by  the  dramatic  incident 
of  Mme.  Caillaux,  the  wife  of  a  member  of  the 
French  Cabinet,  slaying  the  editor  of  Figaro, 
one  of  the  biggest  of  the  Parisian  Journals,  was 
exposed  the  plot  to  sell  French  military  secrets 
to  Germany.  The  whole  matter  was  responsible 
for  a  tremendous  wave  of  popular  feeling  which 
swept  through  France  and  resulted  in  the  bill 
for  the  extension  of  compulsory  military  train- 
ing being  passed.  Germany  knew  then  that  the 
handwriting  was  on  the  wall,  and  began  immedi- 
ately to  find  some  plausible  excuse  for  stirring 
up  the  tidal  wave  of  war  which  has  threatened 
to  drown  the  very  soul  of  civilization  in  a  sea  of 
blood  and  tears.  She  grasped  at  the  opportunity 
afforded  by  the  assassination  of  the  Archduke 
and  Archduchess  of  Austria  in  1914,  to  bring 
on  the  war. 

Circumstances  Compelling  U.  S.  to  Enter 


How  the  War  Was  Precipitated 

The  Imperial  Government  of  Germany  planned 
the  world  war  but  did  not  wish  to  precipitate  it 
until  everything  was  in  full  readiness.  To  keep 
other  governments  in  ignorance  of  her  plans, 
she,  by  her  autocratic  methods  of  ruling,  passed 
public  laws  of  expenditure  but  spent  much  larger 
sums  in  secret  manufacture  of  necessary  imple- 
ments for  warfare.  This  she  did  so  as  not  to 
arouse  the  suspicion  and  antagonism  of  foreign 
powers.     She  kept  her  agents  in  every  Capital 


America  was  shocked  beyond  measure  at  the 
cold-blooded  manner  in  which  the  iron  heel  of 
Prussia  stamped  out  the  lives  of  innocents  in  the 
mad  elTort  to  climb  to  the  pinnacle  of  world 
domination.  Our  hearts  bled  when  we  read  of 
the  horrors  to  which  the  unoffending  people  of 
Belgium  were  subjected.  We  were  indignant 
when  we  heard  of  the  savage  methods  which  the 
Germans  adopted  to  accomplish  their  sordid 
ends.  Kultur  was  indeed  unmasked  when  we 
found  that  they  were  sinking  ships  on  which 
our  fellow  citizens  were  traveling  in  the  pursuit 


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of  their  lawful  business  and  we  were  aroused  to 
bitter  anger.  Still  we  were  told  by  pro-Germans 
and  their  co-workers  the  pacifists,  that  America 
was  not  included  in  the  German  plan.  We  were 
told  that  we  were  the  innocent  victims  of 
circumstance. 

America's  Desire  For  Peace  Frustrated 

But  President  Wilson  and  his  close  advisers 
knew  better.  For  a  long  time  before  he  felt  it 
was  safe  to  take  the  people  into  his  confidence, 
he  was  aware  of  an  organized  plot  which  was 
directed  from  Berlin  and  carried  out  by  the 
official  representatives  of  the  German  govern- 
ment in  Washington,  either  to  force  us  into  the 
war  or  reduce  us  to  a  state  of  national  servitude. 
With  admirable  patience,  Mr.  Wilson  suffered 
the  taunts  and  the  wanton  insolence  of  the  very 
people  whose  lives,  property  and  citizenship  he 
was  defending  and  protecting  by  his  silence. 
None  could  have  spoken  with  greater  force  and 
more  telling  effect,  but  that  was  the  very  thing 
that  would  have  served  the  enemy  best.  He 
knew  Prussia  had  planted  spies  in  every  depart- 
ment of  our  Government  and  that  they  were 
endeavoring  to  disrupt  the  peaceful  relations 
among  our  citizens  by  pitting  them  against  one 
another.  He  knew  that  a  large  secret  propa- 
ganda was  maintained  by  Germany's  official 
agents  to  hamper  our  shipping  and  to  strike 
terror  into  the  hearts  of  our  people  by  causing 
fires  and  explosions,  and  by  sinking  undefended 
ships.  He  knew  also  that  the  Imperial  Govern- 
ment of  Germany,  while  officially  maintaining 
friendly  relations  with  our  Government,  had 
secretly  endeavored  to  form  an  offensive  alli- 
ance with  the  governments  of  Japan  and  Mexico 
for  the  purpose  of  dismembering  our  country. 
But  in  spite  of  these  facts,  Mr.  Wilson  also  knew 
that  we  were  unprepared  to  defend  ourselves, 
if  Germany  suddenly  turned  loose  upon  us  her 
organized  bands  of  reservists  and  their  numerous 
sympathizers  who  infested  our  country  from  end 
to  end.  So  without  complaint,  he  bore  all  the 
insolence  of  his  fellow  countrymen  until  he  was 
fully  ready  for  action.  He  was  quite  willing  to 
let  his  future  conduct  vindicate  him.  To  avoid 
a  semblance  of  preparation  of  war  against  Ger- 
many until  it  would  be  safer  to  admit  it,  he  con- 


centrated the  national  guard  from  every  state 
in  the  union  on  the  Mexican  border  and  even 
sent  General  Pershing  into  Mexico  to  bring 
Villa  out  dead  or  alive.  While  General  Persh- 
ing did  not  accomplish  that  object,  he,  never- 
theless, fulfilled  his  mission  because  he  made  an 
army  of  trained  soldiers  from  undeveloped  raw 
material  and  sent  them  back  to  their  own  states 
to  be  in  readiness  for  any  emergency  which 
might  arise  from  the  declaration  of  war. 

Peace  Loving  America 

We  did  not  desire  nor  seek  this  war.  We  are 
not  a  warlike  people.  We  love  peace  and  always 
have  maintained  it  except  when  we  have  been 
forced  to  fight  for  freedom,  justice  and  honor. 
The  original  colonies  under  the  leadership  of 
the  intrepid  George  Washington,  an  Englishman 
in  everything  except  birth,  wrested  this  land 
from  serfdom  and  gave  it  freedom.  The  sacred 
document,  the  Declaration  of  Independence,  has 
made  the  United  States  the  haven  of  oppor- 
tunity for  the  oppressed  peoples  of  every  other 
nation  of  the  world.  Unhandicapped  by  ances- 
try, unshackled  by  tyranny,  every  citizen,  yea, 
and  every  alien  resident  of  this  great  country, 
has  been  blessed  with  an  opportunity  for  the 
development  of  his  latent  talents  for  the  utmost 
benefit  of  himself  and  his  fellow  citizens. 

About  sixty  years  ago,  the  citizens  of  this 
country,  holding  different  views  in  reference  to 
the  great  question  of  slavery,  settled  once  for 
all  that  this  nation,  whose  chief  birthright  is 
freedom,  shall  never  tolerate  under  it  any 
system  of  slavery.  In  1898  when  our  beloved 
President  and  martyr,  William  McKinley,  saw 
the  people  of  Cuba  oppressed,  he  sent  our  mili- 
tary and  naval  forces  to  drive  from  their  coasts 
and  this  continent  their  tyrannizing  masters  and 
made  them  a  people  free  and  independent  and 
gave  them  an  opportunity  to  work  out  their 
destiny  as  a  nation.  It  has  been  always  the 
spirit  of  our  people  to  revolt  at  tyranny.  It  was 
only  natural,  then,  that  when  we  saw  the  little 
land  of  Belgium  invaded  and  overrun  and  when 
we  heard  the  stories  of  the  terrible  treatment  to 
which  her  citizens, — men,  women  and  children,— 
were  subjected,  that  our  sympathy  went  out  to 
them.    As  we  saw  the  Central  Powers  of  Europe 


•nr  ^  ''(■'j^^^TifVjTv'  ^^'  .',■  ^  ',"■;  »r. 


THE   VI  LLANO VAN 


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gradually  overrunning  other  undefended  nations 
and  we  realized  that  their  ambition  was  to  con- 
trol the  entire  world,  America  included,  we  felt 
that  it  was  our  sacred  duty  to  bind  ourselves 
together  under  our  great  President,  Mr.  Wilson, 
and  to  go  forth  to  contest  the  right  of  any 
foreign  nation  to  rob  us  of  our  blessed  birthright 
for  which  our  forefathers  fought  and  bled  and 
died. 

Our  Inheritance 

The  Constitution  of  the  United  States  guar- 
antees to  all  citizens  freedom  of  life,  of  liberty 
and  protection  in  the  pursuit  of  happiness. 

We  gained  that  inheritance  through  blood  and 
sorrow  and  tears.  Through  blood  and  tears  we 
have  held  it  to  the  preserit  time.  It  is  our  part 
to  preserve  it  for  posterity  and  if  it  is  only 
through  blood  and  tears  that  we  may  bring  it 
inviolate  to  future  generations,  then  must  we 
all  be  glad  to  give  that  blood  and  shed  those 
tears. 

Germany  cannot  possibly  win  this  war  for  it  is 
inconceivable  that  a  great  free  people  can  be 
blotted  out  of  existence.  Suppose  that  by  some 
freak  of  chance  Germany  could  take  this  coun- 
try; then  I  hope  that  when  she  comes  here  to 
get  it  there  will  be  no  American  alive  to  go  under 
her  yoke.  And  should  such  a  terrible  calamity 
take  place  that  this  generation  is  to  transmit  to 
posterity  an  inheritance  less  glorious  than  we 


received,  I  hope  that  that  page  in  our  history 
will  be  writ  in  our  blood. 

Villanova's  Heroes 

We  are  gathered  together  today  to  dedicate 
a  flag  to  the  perpetual  honor  and  glory  of  Villa- 
nova's  sons  who  have  gone  to  fight,  to  bleed  and 
to  die,  if  need  be,  for  our  country.  This  great 
institution  has  many  glories  to  her  credit.  She 
has  raised  up  many  men  whose  illustrious 
records  have  shone  forth  in  every  walk  of  life, 
reflecting  glory  upon  themselves,  their  Alma 
Mater  and  their  country.  Today  three  hundred 
of  her  present  and  former  student  body  are 
fighting  in  the  ranks  of  Uncle  Sam.  Over  one- 
third  of  this  number  have  won  commissioned 
rank.  This  is  a  record  that  any  institution 
might  well  be  proud  of.  The  stars  in  this  service 
flag  will  constantly  recall  to  our  minds  what 
those  whom  they  represent  are  doing  for  us. 
They  will  also  remind  us  of  what  we  must  do 
for  them.  Whenever  we  see  this  flag  floating 
from  the  mast  top  let  us  make  it  our  sacred  duty 
to  enter  the  Church  and,  kneeling  before  the 
Blessed  Sacrament,  ask  Almighty  God  to  pre- 
serve our  brave  fighting  comrades  in  life  and 
limb  and,  when  the  great  battle  for  democracy 
has  been  won,  to  restore  them  to  their  homes 
and  to  us  unscathed  in  soul,  in  mind  and  in 
body. 


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Contents 


PAGE 


AUTUMN  (Poem) 


THE  S.  A.  T.  C ...  ...       4 

GET  BEHIND  THE  MAN  BEHIND  THE  GUN 6 


INDUCTION  DAY .....  ... ....       7 


THE  PRISONER  OF  CHILLON 


YEARNING  (Poem) n 

THE  TRUTH   (Story). . ...........    12 

JOAN  OF  ARC  (Essay) .  . " 14 

OVER  IN  FRANCE  (Poem) 22 

TELEMACHUS  (Essay) 23 

MOONLIGHT  AT  PLATTSBURG  (Poem) 27 

EDITORIAL 28 

COLLEGE  NOTES 30 

ALUMNI   NOTES ; 3^ 

WITH  THE  COLORS 36 

ATHLETICS 38 


SPLINTERS 39 


raipiiraiyiyjirayjyjyjyira 


THE     VILLANOVAN 

^  _o_  ^  ^'i-  __ _____; _ 

Vol.  III.  OCTOBER,  1918  No.  1 


"Autumn" 

Summer  lies  dead,  and  while  the  dirges  toll, 

Cool  autumn  has  emerged  from  summer's  grave. 

And  laughing,  frolics  o'er  the  harvest  fields; 

Amidst  the  whirling  heaps  of  gold-red  leaves, 

The  sun's  bright  rays,  like  fairies,  dance  in  glee; 

From  out  the  north,  fierce  Aguila's  cold  blasts, 

Foretelling  coming  winter's  cruel  storms. 

Like  hellish  fiends  shriek  through  the  swaying  tiers, 

And  whistle,  mournitig,  past  the  gathered  corn. 

That  stand  like  death  itself  in  yonder  field. 

Where  not  long  since,  majestic  living  stalks 

Had  waved  and  nodded  in  the  summer  sun. 

Not  somberly,  in  gloomy,  silent  black. 

But  in  artistic  hues  that  please  the  eye, 

Does  Nature  mourn  warm ,  fragrant  summer's  death; 

She  beautifies  the  trees,  that  long  for  sleep. 

With  gorgeoics  robes  of  scarlet  and  of  gold; 

Beneath  her  touch,  the  wilted  wayside  iveeds. 

Despised,  forlorn,  grow  beautiful  again: 

As  absolution  glotifies  the  soul 

Deep-sunk  in  sin,  and  makes  it  heavenly. 

All  autumn's  cherished  jewels, — the  zinnia. 

The  cosmas,  aster,  gold  chrysanthemum. 

To  bettet  summer's  roses  and  sweetpeas 

In  fragrance  atid  in  brilliance  now  do  strive; 

Some  birds  not  yet  gone  south  from  winter's  cold, 

Among  the  falling  leaves  still  trill  their  songs, 

Reviving  summer  in  their  warbling  notes. 

O  Autumn!  thou  art  but  the  interval 
Between  fond  summer's  drowsy,  perfumed  days 
And  cruel  winter's  piercing  wind  and  snow, 
But  fairer  far  art  thou  than  winter  drear, 
Or  gentle  summer,  or  the  fragrant  spring. 
In  thine  array  of  gorgeous  color  tints, 
Thy  virile  mirth,  and  naked  solitude. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


4  THE   VILLANOVAN 

The  S.  A.T.  C. 

THE    Student    Army    Training    Corps    is  each.    It  must  have  a  student  attendance  suffi- 

raised  under  authority  of  the  Act  of  Con-  cient  to  maintain  a  collegiate  section  of  a  Stu- 

gress,  approved  May  18,  1917,  commonly  dent  Army  Training  Corps  unit  with  a  strength 

known  as  the  Selective  Service  Act,  authorizing  of  at  least  one  hundred  men.    The  establishment 

the  President  to  increase  temporarily  the  mili-  of  a  Vocational  Section  may  be  authorized  at 

tary  establishment   of  the   United   States,   as  any   institution   having   an    adequate   shop   or 

amended  by  the  Act  of  August  31,  1918,  and  laboratory  equipment  and  a  staff  of  instructors 

under  General  Order  No.  79  of  the  War  Depart-  capable  of  giving  approved  vocational  training 

ment,  dated  August  24,  1918,  as  follows:  of  military  value. 

"Under  the  authority  conferred  by  sections         Unless  the  conditions  mentioned  above  are  / 
1,  2,  8  and  9  of  the  act  of  Congress  authorizing  met  and  the  institution,  in  the  opinion  of  the  ; 
the  President  to  increase  temporarily  the  mili-  Secretary  of  War,  is  capable  of  efficiently  carry- 
tary  establishments  of  the  United  States;    ap-  ing  out  the  prescribed  work  a  unit  will  not  be  ' 
proved  May  18,  1917,  the  President  directs  that  established.    It  is  also  the  right  of  the  Secretary 
for  the  period  of  the  existing  emergency  there  of  War  to  discontinue  any  unit  should  he  con- 
shall  be  raised  and  maintained  by  voluntary  sider  that  the  proper  standards  are  not  being 
induction  and  draft  a  Student  Army  Training  maintained. 

Corps.  Units  of  this  Corps  will  be  authorized  "^  Eligibility  to  the  Student  Army  Training 
by  the  Secretary  of  War  at  educational  institu-  Corps  is  limited  to  registrants  under  the  Selec- 
tions which  meet  the  requirements  laid  down  in  tive  Service  Regulations  who  are  physically  fit 
Special  Regulations.  to  perform  full  or  limited  military  duty  and 

The  object  of  establishing  units  of  the  Student  who  have  had  at  least  grammar  school  educa- 

Army  Training  Corps  is  to  utilize  effectively  the  tion  or  its  equivalent.     The  collegiate  section 

plant,  equipment  and  organization  of  the   col-  will  include  those  who  have  graduated  from  a 

leges  for  selecting  and  training  officers,  candi-  standard,  four-year  secondary  school,  or  have 

dates  and  technical  experts  for  service  in  the  equivalent  educational  qualification.    The  voca- 

existing  emergency.  tional    section    includes    those   who   have    had 

The  Student  Army  Training  Corps  consists  grammar  school  education  or  its  equivalent. 

of  units  established  by  the  President  in  qualified  "j  Upon  admission  to  the  Student  Army  Training 

educational  institutions  which  fulfill  the  require-  Corps  a  registrant  becomes  a  soldier  in  the  Army 

ments  laid  down  in  these  regulations.  of  the  United  States.    He  is  subject  to  military 

The  members  of  the  Student  Army  Training  discipline  at  all  times. 
Corps  at  an  educational  institution  will  form  a  Members    of    the    Student    Army    Training 
single   unit   for  purposes   of  instruction.     Such  Corps  will  be  placed  upon  active  duty  status 
unit  may  consist  of  one  or  more  sections  accord-  immediately  upon  their  induction.     The  Com- 
ing to  the  type  of  educational  training  given.  mittee  on  Education  and  Special  Training  will 

The  sections  of  the  Student  Army  Training  enter  into  contract  with  educational  institutions 

Corps  and  the  educational  requirements  for  the  for  quartering,  subsistence,  and  instruction  of 

establishment  of  the  same  are:    The  establish-  the   members   of   the   Student  Army   Training 

ment  of  a  collegiate  section  may  be  authorized  Corps  unit. 

at  any  civil  educational  institution  which  re-  ,  From  time  to  time  in  accordance  with  the 

quires  for  admission  to  its  regular  curriculum,  needs  of  the  service  and  the  qualifications  of  th 

graduation  from  a  standard,  four-year  secondary  individual,  it  will  be  the  policy  of  the  Govern- 

school  or  an  equivalent,  and  ordinarily  provides  ment  to  assign  members  of  the  Student  Army 

a  general  or  professional  curriculum  covering  at  Training  Corps  to  (a)  an  officers'  training  camp, 

least  two  years  of  not  less  than  thirty-two  weeks  (b)  a  non-commissioned  officers'  training  school, 


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(c)  A  Depot  Brigade,  (d)  to  continue  in  certain  Organization    and    the    fundamental    infantry 

cases  such  technical  or  special  training  as  the  training  common  to  all  branches  of  the  service 

needs  of  the  service  may  require.  will  be  given. 

^^The  preference  of  registrants  who  are  volun-  The  instruction  in  the  Collegiate  Section  will 

tarily  inducted  into  the  Student  Army  Training  be  partly  military  and  partly  in  allied  subjects 

Corps  as  to  the  branch  of  the  service  which  they  which  have  value  as  a  means  of  training  officers 

ultimately    enter    will    be    given    consideration  and  experts  to  meet  the  needs  of  the  service, 

except  where  military  needs  require  a  different  Eleven  hours  a  week  will  be  devoted  to  military 

course.  subjects,   including  practical  instruction   (drill, 

The  Student  Army  Training  Corps  is  admin-  etc.),  theoretical  military  instruction,  and  phys- 

istered   by  the  War   Department  through  the  ical  training. 

Committee  on  Education  and  Special  Training  Forty-two  hours  will  be  devoted  to  allied 
of  the  Training  and  Instruction  Branch,  War  subjects,  including  lectures,  recitations,  labor- 
Plans  Division,  General  Staff,  assisted  by  an  atory  instruction  and  the  necessary  preparation 
advisory  educational  board,  together  with  educa-  therefor.  Each  hour  or  recitation  will  ordi- 
tional  directors,  district  educational  directors,  narily  require  two  hours  of  supervised  study. 
and  special  advisers.  In  the  case  of  students  who  have  pursued  for 

The  War  Department  will  provide  an  officer  at  least  one  year  studies  which  form  part  of  the 

of  the  army,  active  or  retired,  to  serve  as  Com-  program  for  the  Chemical  Warfare  Service,  the 

manding  Officer  in  each  institution  at  which  a  Medical  Corps,  the  Engineer  Corps,  the  Ord- 

unit  of  the  Student  Army  Training  Corps  is  nance  Corps  or  other  technical  branches  of  the 

established  and,  so  far  as  practicable,  additional  service,  the  Committee  on  Education  and  Spe- 

officers  will  be  provided  in  proportion  to  the  cial  Training  may  authorize  a  reduction  in  the 

strength  of  the  unit.  hours  of  military  instruction  to  not  less  than 

The  Commanding  Officer  and  other  officers  six  hours  per  week.     This  reduction  must  be 

assigned  to  duty  with  units  of  the  Student  Army  made  good  by  the  substitution  of  a  correspond- 

Training  Corps  will,  in  their  relationship  to  the  ing  number  of  additional  hours  of  instruction  in 

institution,  observe  the  general  usages  therein  approved  technical  subjects, 

established  affecting  the  duties  and  obligations  The  allied  subjects  will  ordinarily  be  selected 

of  members  of  the  faculty  and  other  academic  from  the  following  list:    English,  French,  Ger- 

instructors.     Officers  will  not,  without  permis-  man,  Mathematics,  Physics,  Chemistry,  Biology, 

sion  of  the  Secretary  of  War,  undertake  any  Psychology,  Geology,  Geography,  Topography 

institutional    or    administrative    duties    in    the  and    Map    Making,    Meteorology,    Astronomy, 

institution  other  than  those  connected  with  the  Hygiene,  Sanitation,  Descriptive  Geometry,  Me- 

work  of  the  Student  Army  Training  Corps.  chanical    and    Freehand    Drawing,    Surveying, 

It  is  the  duty  of  the  Commanding  Officer,  and  Economics,  Accounting,  History,  International 

of  the  other  officers  assigned  to  duty  with  units  Law,  Military  Law,  and  Government, 

of  the  Student  Army  Training  Corps,  to  enforce  The  program  of  study  in  allied  subjects  must 

military  discipline.    Nothing  in  these  regulations  include  a  course  on  the  underlying  issues  of  the 

is  intended  to  confer  on  the  Commanding  Officer  war. 

authority  over  purely  educational  matters.  The   uniform   of  a   member   of   the  Student 

The  Student  Army  Training  Corps  is  a  corps  Army  Training  Corps  and  his  allowance  will  be 

of   the   U.   S.   Army.     Members  of  it  will   be  that  of  a  private  soldier  and  will  be  furnished 

trained  for  the  line  and  for  the  different  staff  complete  as  far  as  practicable.    The  number  and 

corps.      Their    educational    programs    will    be  kinds  of  arms  and  equipment  to  be  issued  will, 

shaped  to  prepare  various  groups  for  particular  so  far  as  practicable,  conform  to  those  prescribed 

duties  in  accordance  with  the  needs  of  the  ser-  for  the  Army. 

vice.     The  Student  Army  Training  Corps  will  Members  of  the  Student  Army  Training  Corps 

be  organized  as   infantry  under  the  Tables  of  will  wear,  with  the  service  hat,  an  olive  drab 


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cord.  They  will  wear  as  collar  insignia  a  bronze 
disk  bearing  the  letters  U.  S.  Acting  non-com- 
missioned officers  will  wear  the  Chevrons  pre- 
scribed for  non-commissioned  officers  of  the 
Army. 

Villanova  offers  to  the  S.  A.  T.  C.  men  courses 
in  Engineering,  Pre-medical  Course,  and  a  Chem- 


ical Course.  There  are  also  courses  in  Infantry, 
Field  Artillery,  and  Heavy  Artillery;  Air  Ser- 
vice ;  Ordnance  Corps  and  Quartermaster  Corps ; 
Signal  Corps;  Motor  Transport  and  Truck 
Service. 

There  are  274  men  registered,  four  of  whom 
are  sailors. 


"  Get  Behind  the  Man  Behind  the  Gun  " 


Can't  you  see  Old  Glory  waving  o'er  the  battle-line? 
Red  and  White  and  Blue  a-streaming  where  the  bullets  whine; 
Can't  you  see  the  gallant  Yankees  rushing  to  the  fray, 
Fighting,  slaying,  dying  for  the  good  old  U.  S.  A.? 

Chorus 

The  Yankee  boys  are  fighting  on  to  victory. 

They're  laying  down  their  lives  for  hotnc  and  liberty; 

To  die  they're  not  afraid, — but  they  need  your  aid,    ' 

They  need  your  help — they'll  do  the  rest — to  beat  the  brutal  Hun, 

So  do  your  level  bestjor  our  cause  is  heaven  blest 

Just  step  in  line  and  get  behind  the  man  behind  the  gun. 


Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


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Induction  Day 


OCTOBER  first  had  been  designated  by 
President  Wilson  as  Induction  Day  in 
all  the  colleges  of  the  Student  Army 
Training  Corps.  The  elaborate  ceremonies 
which  had  been  planned  for  that  occasion  at 
Villanova  had  to  be  somewhat  curtailed  owing 
to  the  influenza  epidemic  which  had  already 
reached  the  College  and  the  day  previous  had 
gathered  a  victim  from  the  ranks  of  the  candi- 
dates who  had  come  to  Villanova.  In  conse- 
quence the  ceremonies  were  brief  and  informal. 
They  were  none  the  less  impressive  in  their  sim- 
plicity. The  three  companies  standing  at  atten- 
tion on  the  college  lawn  while  they  faced  the 
flag  and  recited  the  oath  of  allegiance  presented 
a  picture  long  to  be  remembered.  The  address 
of  Father  Dean  with  its  feeling  references  to  the 
boy  who  had  just  closed  his  eyes  in  death,  a 
willing  victim  in  spirit  at  least  in  the  cause  of 
his  country,  the  orders  of  the  day  and  the  vari- 
ous messages,  all  combined  to  give  to  the  occa- 
sion an  air  of  solemnity  which  left  a  lasting 
impression  on  those  who  witnessed  it.  The 
salute  to  the  flag  raised  to  the  strains  of  the 
Star-Spangled  Banner  rendered  by  the  Corr 
Hall  Band  was  inspiring  to  devotion  and  loyalty. 

Lieutenant  A.  B.  Scott,  Commanding  Officer, 
read  the  following  message  from  our  President  to 
theS.  A.  T.  C: 

"The  step  you  have  taken  is  a  most  signifi- 
cant one.  By  it  you  have  ceased  to  be  merely 
individuals,  each  seeking  to  perfect  himself  to 


win  his  own  place  in  the  world  and  have  become 
prominent  in  the  common  cause  of  making  the 
world  a  better  place  to  live  in. 

"You  have  joined  yourselves  with  the  entire 
manhood  of  the  country  and  pledged,  as  did 
your  forefathers,  '  Your  lives,  your  fortunes  and 
your  sacred  honor '  to  the  freedom  of  humanity. 

"The  enterprise  upon  which  you  have  em- 
barked is  a  hazardous  and  difficult  one.  This  is 
not  a  war  of  words :  this  is  not  a  scholastic  strug- 
gle. It  is  a  war  of  ideals,  yet  fraught  with  all 
the  devices  of  science  and  with  the  power  of 
machines.  To  succeed  you  must  not  only  be 
inspired  by  the  ideals  for  which  the  country 
stands,  but  you  must  also  be  masters  of  the 
technique  with  which  the  battle  is  fought.  You 
must  not  only  be  thrilled  with  zeal  for  the  com- 
mon welfare,  but  you  must  also  be  masters  of 
the  weapons  of  today. 

"There  can  be  no  doubt  of  the  issue.  The 
spirit  that  is  revealed  and  the  manner  in  which 
America  has  responded  to  the  call  is  indomitable. 
I  have  no  doubt  that  you,  too,  will  use  your 
utmost  strength  to  maintain  that  spirit  and  to 
carry  it  forward  to  the  final  victory  that  will 
certainly  be  ours. 

"WooDRow  Wilson." 

The  pledge  of  allegiance  is  as  follows : 
"I  pledge  allegiance  to  my  flag  and  the  Re- 
public for  which  it  stands;   one  nation,  indivisi- 
ble with  liberty  and  justice  to  all." 


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THE    VI  LLANO VAN 


The  Prisoner  of  Chillon 

B\'  Arthur  B.  Maxwell, 


"Eternal  Spirit  of  the  chainhss  Mivd! 
Brightest  in  dungeons,  Liberty!  thou  art." 

BYRON,  without  doubt,  holds  a  unique 
place  among  the  seven  greatest  poets  of 
the  early  nineteenth  century.  His  bold 
and  dashing  genius  has  been  universally  acknowl- 
edged. Yet,  no  other  English  poet  has  experi- 
enced such  "a  strange  union  of  opposite  ex- 
tremes" in  public  sentiment.  The  forebodings 
of  the  malignant  elf  have  been,  indeed,  fulfilled. 
A  certain  critic  has  said  that  his  character  has 
been  stamped  upon  his  works  in  so  remarkable 
a  degree  that  we  cannot,  therefore,  neglect  his 
biography.  We  do  not  altogether  believe  that 
Byron  has  been  ultimately  understood ;  but — 

"He  is  now  at  rest! 
And  praise  and  blame  fall  on  his  ears  alike, 
Now  dull  in  death." 

And  we  do  not  purpose  to  turn  back  the  pages 
of  his  private  life.  We  are  wisely  admonished 
by  one  who  fully  realized  the  duty  of  an  author 
to  "give  praise  liberally  for  whatever  shall  merit 
praise,  but  never  praise  indiscriminately;  dis- 
play the  good  with  pleasure,  hide  the  bad,  and 
let  it  not  be  remembered  but  with  compassion." 
We  have,  consequently,  chosen  a  work  which 
exhibits  noneof  those  regrettable  indelicacies,  but 
which  exemplifies  the  remarkable  genius  of  the 
man. 

He  tells  us  that  he  was  not  thoroughly  ac- 
quainted with  the  history  of  Bonnivard,  the 
prisoner  of  Chillon,  at  the  time  the  poem  was 
written.  He  wrote  it  at  the  time  he  was  de- 
tained by  stormy  weather  in  the  little  village  of 
Ouchy,  the  port  of  Lausanne,  on  the  northern 
shore  of  Lake  Geneva.  The  lake  is  crescent- 
shaped;  its  southern  shore  extends  forty-six 
miles  around  the  French  Department  of  Haute- 
Savoie;  its  west,  north  and  east  shores,  fifty-two 
miles  long,  bound  the  cantons  of  Geneva,  Vaud, 
and  Valais;  the  city  of  Geneva  hangs  on  the 
southwestern  extremity;  the  Chateau  de  Chillon 


on  the  eastern  end,  between  Clarens  and  Ville- 
neuve.  This  region  has  been  the  mecca  of 
hundreds  of  tourists  and  celebrated  travelers. 
Chillon  can  be  seen  for  miles.  Surely,  that  poet 
is  little  to  be  envied,  whose  muse  would  not 
respond  to  the  great  white  walls  of  that  ancient 
castle:  surrounded,  as  they  are,  with  all  the 
wild  grandeur  of  the  Alps;  with  massy  waters 
w'hich  miri-or  Mt.  Blanc's  thousand  years  of 
snow;  to  the  "appeal  from  tyranny  to  God," 
which  re-echoes  from  that  double  dungeon  of 
walls  and  waves! 

Fran(;ois  de  Bonnivard  w^as  a  Swiss  patriot 
and  scholar  of  the  sixteenth  century.  For  his 
espousal  of  the  Genevese  cause,  he  incurred  the 
enmity  of  the  Duke  of  Savoy.  He  was  captured 
and  imprisoned  for  two  years.  Later  he  was 
captured  by  robbers  and  handed  over  once  more 
to  Savoy,  who  confined  him  without  trial  in  the 
dismal  dungeon  of  Chillon  from  1530-1536.  He 
was  finally  liberated  by  the  Genevese  and 
Bernese ;  and  returned  to  Geneva,  where  he  was 
rewarded  with  a  pension  and  high  office.  He 
died  in  great  honor. 

Byron  has  woven  a  vc-y  beautiful  story 
around  these  circumstances.  He  was  of  a  noble 
and  aristocratic  family,  yet  the  spirit  of  democ- 
racy burned  within  him,  for 

"  Freedom' s  fame  finds  wings  on  every  wind," 

and  he  endeavored  to  celebrate  the  courage  and 
virtues  "of  a  citizen  of  that  republic,  which  is 
still  proud  of  the  memory  of  a  man  worthy  of  the 
best  age  of  ancient  freedom." 

He  has  imagined  Bonnivard  the  last  of  a  great 
and  illustrious  family,  every  one  of  whom  has 
endured  for  their  faith.  The  patriot  himself 
narrates  the  story — 

"  We  were  seven — who  now  are  one, 
Six  in  youth,  and  one  in  age, 
Finished  as  they  had  begun. 
Proud  of  Persecution' s  rage; 
One  in  fire  and  two  in  field. 


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Their  belief  with  blood  have  sealed: 
Dying  as  their  father  died, 
For  the  God  their  foes  denied; 
Three  were  in  a  dungeon  cast 
Of  whom  this  ivreck  is  left  the  last.'^ 

He  has  pictured  all  the  horrors  of  that  dungeon, 
its  damp  and  massive  pillars,  its  rings,  its  chains, 
with  great  vividness.    Surely, 

"  That  iron  is  a  cankering  thing, 
For  in  these  limbs  its  teeth  remain/' 

And  now,  eve»  the  light  of  day,  so  long  shut  out, 
is  painful  to  his  eyes. 

The  picture  of  the  three  brothers  in  their 
chains  is  a  sad  and  powerful  one.  They  could 
not  move  nor  see  one  another.  But  they  at- 
tempted as  best  they  could  mutual  cheer  and 
comfort — 

.       "  With  some  new  hope,  or  legetid  old, 

Or  song  heroically  bold; 

But  even  these  at  length  grew  cold. 

Our  voices  took  a  dreary  tone. 

An  echo  of  the  dungeon- stone, 

A  grating  sound.'' 

The  youngest,  the  image  of  their  mother,  was 
the  constant  worry  of  the  others.  But  strange 
as  it  seems,  the  hunter,  who  would  gladly  have 
stood  before  the  world  in  battle,  died  first.  His 
spirit  withered  with  every  clank  of  his  chains. 
The  request  to  lay  his  body  where  the  day  might 
shine  upon  his  grave  is  most  touchingly  por- 
trayed. The  decay  of  the  youngest  life  is  a 
beautiful  passage;  perhaps,  the  most  tender  in 
the  poem. 

The  story  has  a  great  realistic  pov/er  which 
grips  one's  very  soul.  Every  clank  of  the  chain, 
every  groan  of  despair,  and  every  roll  of  the 
waters  without,  is  made  real.  The  author  has 
a  good  grasp  of  the  fundamental  ideas  in  liter- 
ature— infinity,  democracy,  and  external  nature. 
There  is  a  beautiful  figure,  stroke,  or  sentiment 
in  nearly  every  line,  which  has  been  brought  out 
with  the  master  touch  of  a  genius. 

The  author  has  shown  a  remarkable  insight 
into  human  nature.  It  would  seem  at  first 
glance  that  the  logic  of  the  plan  is  broken  in  the 
second  stanza.    But  this  divergence,  like  others, 


has  a  deep  psychological  significance,  which  is 
explained  by  those  almost  unexplainable  jumps 
the  mind  takes  on  the  least  suggestion. 


Three  were  in  a  dungeon  cast,'' 


suggests, 


' '  There  are  seven  pillars  of  Gothic  mould. 
In  Chillon'd  dungeons  deep  and  old" — 

and  the  interior  description  of  Chillon,  which 
comprises  the  second  stanza.     So,  too, 

^^  He  was  a  hunter  of  the  hills, 
Had  followed  there  the  deer  and  wolf " — 

takes  the  mind  of  Bonnivard  to  the  outside 
world;  to  the  massy  waters  which  struggle  out- 
side Chiilon's  walls;  to  the  wanton  winds;  to 
the  happy  sky. 

There  is  a  great  psychological  stroke  in — 

"7  listened,  but  I  could  not  hear — 
I  called,  for  I  was  wild  with  fear; 
I  knoiv  'twas  hopeless,  but  my  dread 
Would  not  be  thus  admonished; 
I  called  and  thought  I  heard  a  sound — 
I  burst  my  chain  with  one  strong  bound. 
And  rushed  to  him." 

The  same  point  is  illustrated  when  he  was  lured 
by  the  carol  of  the  little  bird  that  recalled  him 
from  his  "blind,  boundless,  mute,  and  motion- 
less" stupor, 

"  Which  neither  ivas  of  life  nor  death," 

to  climb  up  to  the  window,  to  view  once  more 
the  mountainside;  the  wide  lake;  the  blue 
Rhone;  and  the  little  isle.  They  but  served  to 
increase  his  misery. 

"And  I  felt  troubled — and  would  fain 
I  had  not  left  my  recent  chain." 


He  had  lost  all  hope  of  freedom;   every  one  he 
loved  was  dead ;  his  brothers'  graves  were  in  his 


dungeon — 


"And  the  whole  earth  would  henceforth  be 
A  wide  prison  unto  me." 


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Byron  does  not  go  into  the  mysticism  of 
Wordsworth,  yet  he  draws  infinite  lines  very 
wel!. 

^^  My  brother's  soul  was  of  that  mould 
Which  in  a  palace  had  grown  cold, 
Had  his  free  breathing  been  denied 
The  range  of  the  steep  mountain' s  side.'' 

There  are  also  other  differentiations  in  the 
poetry  of  these  two  English  poets,  which  enables 
us  to  locate  each  with  precision.  In  describing 
nature  Wordsworth  follows  Cowper,  and  con- 
siders it  in  little  details;  Byron  follows  the 
eighteenth  century  James  Thomson,  and  treats 
it  in  large  aspects.  In  all  of  Wordsworth's 
poetry  there  is  an  atmosphere  of  repose ;  Byron 
has  excitement  and  agitation — 

"  The  fire  which  on  my  bosom  preys 
Is  lone  as  some  volcanic  isle." 

*       sH       * 

**Know  ye  the  land  where  the  cypress  and  myrtle 
Are  emblems  of  deeds  that  are  done  in  their  clime, 
Where  the  rage  of  the  vulture,  the  love  of  the  turtle, 
Now  melt  into  sorrow,  now  madden  to  crime." 

Byron  is  a  good  rhythmist;  better  than 
Wordsworth.  He  also  has  more  beauty  than 
the  "Lake  Poet,"  but  this  is,  no  doubt,  due  to 
the  principles  laid  down  in  the  Observations, 
prefixed  to  the  second  edition  of  "Lyrical  Bal- 
lads." It  is  with  regret  that  we  view  the  failings 
of  Byron.  Would  that  he  had  received  that 
judicious  and  prudent  training,  so  necessary  for 
great  and  powerful  minds!  His  life  was  a  sad 
and  troubled  one.  He  realized  that  much  of  it 
had  been  misspent.     Yet — 

"Men  we  are,  and  must  grieve  when  even  the  shade 
Of  that  which  once  was  great  is  passed  away." 

—  Wordsworth. 

It  was  Southey  who  invented  and  applied  the 
word  satanism  to  Byron.  It  is  true  that  Byron 
teaches  despair  rather  than  the  faith  of  Words- 
worth. Nearly  all  the  nineteenth  century 
writers  preach  pessimism.  But  Byron's  pessi- 
mism is  rather  from  experience  than  theory. 
He  was  not  an  ultimate  pessimist,  nor  is  he  so 


much  Satanic  as  expressive  of  remorse  from  sin. 
While  he  did  not  seek  the  ultimate  solution,  he 
was  on  the  way:  he  found  relief  in  external 
nature. 

"  Clear,  placid  Leman!  thy  contrasted  lake, 
With  the  wild  world  I  dwell  in,  is  a  thing 
Which  warns  me,  with  its  stillness,  to  forsake 
Earth's  troubled  waters  for  a  purer  spring." 
— (Childe  Harold — Canto  III.) 
So,  too, — 

"Like  the  Chaldean,  he  could  watch  the  stars. 
Till  he  hdd  peopled  them  with  beings  bright 
As  their  own  beams;  and  earth,  and  earth-born 

jars, 
And  human  frailties,  were  forgotten  quite: 
Could  he  have  kept  his  spirit  to  that  flight 
He  had  been  happy;  but  this  clay  will  sink 
Its  spark  immortal,  envying  it  the  light 
To  which  it  mounts,  as  if  to  break  the  link 
That  keeps  us  from  yon  heaven  which  woos  us  to 
its  brink." — {Childe  Harold — Canto  III.) 

His  works  were  remarkable  in  number  despite 
the  trend  his  reputation  had  taken.  Indeed,  his 
muse  had  been  quickened  by  it.  He  attempted 
various  forms  of  verse  and  meter;  but  does  not 
excel  so  much  as  an  artist  as  in  the  portrayal  of 
his  own  experiences;  and  in  theoretical  style. 
He  admired  artists  very  much,  especially  the 
great  artists  of  the  eighteenth  century.  He 
realized  his  limitations  and  kept  within  them. 
Others  were  unable  to  get  this  correctness  and 
technique;  and  concluded,  therefore,  it  was 
useless.  Yet  they  succeed  best  themselves  when 
they  disregard  the  principles  they  have  laid 
down  in  their  "poetical  dictions." 

The  letters  of  Byron  are  straightforward,  but 
do  not  have  the  simplicity  we  discover  in  Cow- 
per's.  "Childe  Harold"  and  "Don  Juan"  (a 
bitter  comic  poem)  rank  foremost  among  his 
poems.  The  "Hours  of  Idleness"  is  his  poorest. 
But  the  "Prisoner  of  Chillon"  is,  without 
doubt,  his  very  best  story.  It  is  indeed  strange 
that  it  has  never  received  the  high  rank  among 
his  works,  that  its  beautiful  sentiments,  its  won- 
derful imagery  and  strokes,  its  realistic  power, 
and  fine  selection  of  circumstances  and  diction 
accord  it. 


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Yearning  " 


I  yearn  for  the  fragrance  of  roses  again, 
For  the  leaves  bursting  out  on  the  trees, 

For  the  smell  of  a  summery  shower  of  rain. 
And  the  kiss  of  the  springtime' s  warm  breeze. 

I  long  for  the  song  of  the  robin  at  dawn. 
And  the  glint  of  the  glow-zvorm  at  night, 

For  the  sweet-smelling  velvety  grass  on  the  lawn. 
And  the  buzz  of  the  bees  in  their  flight. 

I  yearn  for  the  odor  of  newly  plowed  earth, 
And  the  sight  of  a  blue  sky  above; 

I  long  for  the  spring,  for  all  Nature's  rebirth, 
I  yearn  for  the  springtime, — and  Love. 


H.  J.  W. 


12 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


The  Truth 

By  Harold  J.  Wiegand 


FROM  my  earliest  childhood  I  have  been 
subject  to  dreams  and  horrible  night- 
mares. Only  those  who  have  been 
affected  with  these  dreadful  phantasms  can 
realize  the  depression  into  which  the  mind  is 
plunged  under  their  influence.  I  recall  with 
horror  my  awful  dread  in  soul  and  body  on 
regaining  consciousness  in  the  miiddle  of  night, 
hanging  over  a  cliff — a  precipice  with  a  sheer 
drop  of  six  hundred  feet.  This  terrible  incident, 
occurring  in  my  fifteenth  year  while  we  were 
living  in  Tennessee,  naturally  produced  in  me 
an  intense  terror  of  somnambulism  and  dreams. 
I  could  not  sleep  for  many  nights  and  my 
health  was  in  a  very  bad  condition  until  we 
came  back  North. 

For  m.any  years  I  lived  in  fairly  good  health 
until  my  peace  of  mind  became  greatly  dis- 
turbed by  a  succession  of  strange  and  horrible 
dreams  in  which  I  was  pictured  in  m.ost  terrible 
and  fearful  situations.  In  one  dream  I  would 
be  wavering  between  life  and  death  on  the  top- 
most peaks  of  Mount  Everest;  in  the  next  I 
v/ould  be  struggling  for  air  in  a  fearfully  dark, 
narrow  dungeon  in  the  bowels  of  the  earth  with 
strange,  disgusting  vermin  and  slimy,  noisome 
creatures  creeping  and  crawling  over  my  inert 
figure;  in  another  I  would  find  myself  bound  by 
iron  chains  amidst  a  terrible,  devouring  flame 
which  enveloped  me  and  transformed  my  body 
in  an  instant  to  a  black,  charred,  lifeless  cinder; 
and  in  yet  another  I  would  be  vainly  struggling 
against  the  unconquerable  power  of  a  mighty 
whirlpool,  which  sucked  my  feeble  body  down 
into  its  horrible  maw  in  the  inconceivable  depths 
of  a  mighty  sea. 

At  last,  realizing  that  these  horrible  phan- 
tasms of  my  imagination  were  making  of  me  a 
mental  and  physical  wreck,  I  decided  to  consult 
an  eminent  brain  specialist,  Dr.  Arnold  Marvin, 
for  many  years  president  of  the  Cerebral  Insti- 
tute and  author  of  several  masterful  works  on 
the  regulation  of  the  mind  and  hypnotic  sugges- 
tion. After  several  futile  attempts  to  discover 
his  whereabouts,  I  at  length  learned  that  he  had 


gone  with  two  attendants  for  a  protracted  stay 
in  the  Maine  woods. 

I  am  unmarried,  and,  having  been  without 
other  family  connections  for  six  years,  I  was  free 
to  travel  to  Maine  where  I  finally  found  that 
the  doctor's  residence  was  some  distance  east  of 
Ashland,  on  the  Aroostook  River.  The  people 
of  Ashland  regarded  him  as  a  rich,  eccentric 
bachelor  and  bothered  little  about  his  lonely 
habitation  in  the  midst  of  the  woods.  My 
arrival  and  desire  for  information  about  the 
specialist  was  received  with  thinly  veiled  suspi- 
cion by  the  authorities,  as  it  was  well  known 
that  Dr.  Marvin  was  wealthy.  The  fact,  how- 
ever, that  I  did  not  attempt  to  hide  my  inten- 
tion of  paying  the  doctor  a  visit  was  in  my 
favor,  and  they  permitted  me  and  my  guide, 
John  Gorton,  to  traverse  without  molestation 
the  great  pine  woods  which  intervened  between 
the  town  and  my  destination. 

Two  days  and  night  we  traveled  through  the 
forest,  hunting  and  fishing  for  our  meals,  and 
sleeping  in  the  open  with  the  blue  vault  of 
heaven  overhead  and  the  gentle  breeze  wafting 
the  sweet  scent  of  the  pine  to  our  nostrils.  On 
the  third  day  we  came  to  an  opening  in  the 
woods  in  the  midst  of  which  stood  a  large  but 
unpretentious  mansion.  I  sought  admission  and 
after  some  delay  I  was  brought  into  the  pres- 
ence of  Dr.  Marvin,  a  man,  I  should  judge,  of 
about  sixty  years.  He  greeted  me  courteously 
and  evinced  great  interest  when  I  had  explained 
the  object  of  my  visit.  After  examining  me,  he 
decided  that  I  should  stay  there  for  several 
weeks,  at  the  end  of  which  time,  under  his  treat- 
ment, he  trusted  I  would  be  perfectly  well. 

For  a  week,  together  with  the  guide,  I  resided 
at  his  house,  taking  the  doctor's  treatment  and 
undergoing  examination  every  day.  I  enjoyed 
myself  hugely  in  that  time,  hunting,  fishing  and 
walking  through  the  green  glades  and  pungent 
pine  woods.  One  morning,  after  the  usual  exam- 
ination, the  doctor  decided  to  hypnotize  me  as  a 
climax  to  the  treatment.  I  demurred  for  some 
time,  but  realizing  that  this  was  necessary  to 


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13 


bring  about  complete  recovery  and  that  I  was 
in  the  hands  of  one  of  the  world's  greatest  brain 
specialists,  my  objections  were  put  aside,  and 
he  fixed  the  following  day  for  the  experiment. 

The  next  day,  June  15th,  at  about  ten  o'clock 
in  the  morning,  the  doctor  conducted  me  to  his 
private  room,  and  bade  me  sit  in  one  of  his  com- 
fortable chairs.  As  I  trembled  with  fear  at  the 
strange  experience  I  was  about  to  undergo,  the 
doctor  attempted  to  reassure  me,  and  sitting 
opposite,  he  extracted  from  a  case  a  small, 
round  and  singularly  bright  object,  on  which  he 
ordered  me  to  fix  my  eyes.  I  did  so:  the  glitter- 
ing globe  possessed  a  powerful  fascination  for  I 
found  that  I  could  not  turn  my  gaze  from  it, — 
I  was  attracted  to  the  globe  as  a  bird  is  fasci- 
nated by  the  glittering,  staring  eye  of  the  snake. 
An  intense  terror  seized  me;  I  would  have 
screamed  aloud  but  that  my  tongue  was  frozen 
and  my  lips  dry.  Like  a  statue  of  marble  I  was 
riveted  in  the  chair  gazing  at  the  globule,  when 
suddenly  darkness  sprang  around  me,  the  blood 
froze  in  my  veins,  my  head  sank  to  my  bosom, 
my  whole  body  and  mind  became  inactive,  inert, 

lifeless. 

*  *  *  * 

I  was  awakened,  standing  in  a  cold  sweat,  by 
a  blood-curdling  scream  that  rang  hideously 
through  the  house.  Trembling,  I  gazed,  horri- 
fied, around  the  room.  Before  me,  motionless  on 
the  floor,  with  blood  issuing  freely  from  a 
wound  in  his  breast,  lay  the  doctor.  Speechless 
with  terror  and  amazement,  I  gazed  on  this 
awful  scene.  I  saw  with  horror  the  signs  of  a 
struggle  in  the  room, — on  the  doctor,  on  myself. 
With  a  choking  sob  I  looked  hesitatingly  at  my 
right  hand.  Clutched  in  my  hand  was  a  bloody 
knife, — my  knife, — my  hand, — my  crime!  The 
red  steel  dropped  to  the  floor  from  my  nerveless 
fingers  as  the  guide  and  the  two  servants 
dashed  into  the  room,  and  I  fainted. 

When  I  regained  consciousness,  my  hands  were 
securely  bound,  and  I  was  lying  on  the  couch  in 
the  doctor's  study.     I  learned  from  my  attend- 


ants that,  being  in  a  remote  part  of  the  build- 
ing, they  heard  nothing  until  the  terrible  scream 
rang  through  the  house,  when  they  had  rushed 
in  and  found  me  standing,  with  a  bloody  knife, 
over  the  dead  body  of  Dr.  Marvin.  When  I 
fainted  they  placed  me  on  the  couch  and  Gor- 
ton, having  bound  me  securely,  hurried  to  Ash- 
land for  the  authorities. 

At  length  Gorton  arrived  with  five  officers. 
The  guide  had  explained  to  them  the  doctor's 
death,  and  his  statements  were  verified  by  the 
servants.  In  vain  I  explained  to  them  that  I 
was  under  hypnotic  influence  when  the  man  had 
been  killed.  Gorton  and  the  servants  knew 
nothing  about  that  and  they  carried  me,  weep- 
ing, from  the  house  and  began  the  two-days' 
journey  to  Ashland.  W^hen  we  reached  there  I 
was  immediately  conveyed  to  the  prison  to  await 
trial  for  the  murder  of  Dr.  Marvin.  Those  days 
and  nights  spent  there  were  days  and  nights  of 
unimaginable  misery.  My  body  shrank  and  my 
mind  almost  succumbed  under  the  dread  thought 
that,  although  my  soul  and  mind  knew  nothing 
of  it,  my  hand  had  committed  murder. 

Yesterday  my  trial  was  held.  My  prayers, 
my  explanations,  my  pleadings,  and  exhorta- 
tions came  to  naught.  Before  the  grim  witness 
of  circumstantial  evidence  my  defense  fell  away 
to  nothing,  and  in  a  very  short  time  the  jury 
announced  the  verdict,  "Guilty".  Although  I 
had  been  expecting  it  my  brain  reeled,  my  limbs 
trembled,  my  face  shook  convulsively,  the  blood 
ceased  to  course  through  my  veins,  and  my 
whole  system  was  shattered  by  that  awful  word. 
And  even  as  my  soul  sank  and  my  body  revolted, 
the  judge, — my  judge,  spoke  clearly  the  words, 
"Murder  in  the  first  degree!"  and  I  plunged 
unconscious  to  the  floor. 

And  here  I  am,  in  this  narrow  cell,  a  murderer 
shut  off  from  the  outside  world, — a  danger  to 
the  human  race.  The  only  liberty  they  allow 
me,  innocent  before  God,  is  to  pen  the  truth, — 
truth  that  shall  never  be  believed.  Soon  I  die, 
and  why?  Because  a  dead  man  cannot  speak 
and  a  prisoner  is  not  believed. 


14 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


Joan  of  Arc 

By  John  F.  O'Brien,  '19 


THE  story  of  the  Hundred  Years'  War,  its 
causes,  its  principal  characters  and  salient 
features,  its  end  and  result,  all  join  to  pro- 
duce one  of  the  great  tragedies  of  history.  To 
take  a  comprehensive  glance  of  the  whole,  and 
observe  the  fatal  issues  and  fortunate  successes 
of  the  participants  arouses  an  interest  and  awak- 
ens a  curisoity  that  urges  us  to  serious  study 
and  examination.  But  here  it  is  not  our  inten- 
tion to  take  any  such  view,  or  to  attempt  any 
complete  discussion  of  a  favorite  event  or  char- 
acter. We  shall  merely  select  one  from  this 
century  of  strife  who,  to  our  mind,  is  the  most 
prominent  and  beautiful. 

Reputed  historians  have  long  since  discussed 
every  incident  of  battle  that  is  recorded  in  this 
long  hostile  period.  The  characters,  their  ac- 
tions, motives,  authority,  success,  have  all  thor- 
oughly passed  the  examination  of  assiduous 
biographers,  apologists,  and  poets.  As  every 
drama  has  one  central  figure  that  merits  our 
admiration  for  virtues  and  honorable  office,  so 
this  period  is  not  lacking  in  this  regard.  To 
make  a  fair  selection  of  the  most  worthy  man 
who  entered  on  the  stage  of  the  Hundred  Years' 
War  would  necessitate  a  deep  and  authoritative 
knowledge  of  a  whole  century's  history.  The 
most  distinguished  critics  of  this  period  would 
find  difficulty  in  placing  the  crown  of  "hero" 
on  the  head  of  one  individual.  However,  there 
is  one  who  is  supremely  eminent  among  the 
famous  women  of  this  war,  one  whose  name 
ranks  high  above  any  other  of  her  sex,  one 
whose  name  shall  live  in  sacred  memory  in  the 
hearts  of  civilization,  whose  name  shall  never 
be  recorded  in  the  book  of  the  forgotten  dead. 

Who  may  this  singular  character  be, — her 
name,  her  fame,  and  why  does  she  come  in  this 
hour  of  fray?  Her  royal  name  is  lost,  her  deeds 
have  raised  an  imperishable  monument  to  her 
fame.  She  comes  to  restore  what  a  hundred 
years'  strife  could  not  bestow.  Her  maiden 
name  was  Joan  of  Arc  and  her  home  is  with  the 
Blessed. 


The  cause  of  this  long  struggle  can  be  traced 
back  to  the  mere  ambition  and  pride  of  kings. 
Philip  of  Valois  ascended  the  throne  of  France, 
not  through  direct  procession  but  by  an  indi- 
rect claim.  At  the  same  time  Edward  of  Eng- 
land had  pretentions  to  the  French  sceptre,  bas- 
ing his  right  to  the  throne  on  the  direct  lineage 
of  his  mother.  Of  course  he  prudently  refrained 
from  urging  this  argument  too  forcibly,  for  he 
was  conscious  of  the  ancient  Salic  law  that 
denied  the  crown  to  the  female  issue  and  which 
would,  therefore,  weaken  his  right  to  be  ruler  of 
England.  However,  he  had  become  incensed  at 
his  brother  king  for  several  reasons.  Philip  had 
treated  him  with  a  spirit  of  mastery.  He  had 
given  sustenance  to  Bruce,  a  man  hostile  to 
England.  At  last  the  English  king  openly 
declared  war  on  France.  He  proceeded  at  once 
to  invade  French  territory  and  for  a  time  en- 
joyed success  against  the  unprepared  nation. 
Although  Philip  made  some  semblance  of  resis- 
tance, he  was  not  deeply  concerned  with  the 
situation.  Thus  started  the  great  century  of 
war.  The  belligerent  operations  did  not  occupy 
one  continuous  period  of  activity.  Victories  led 
to  treaties,  short  breathings  of  peace  were 
experienced  in  times  of  the  most  desperate  strug- 
gles. The  Duchy  of  Brittany  was  a  trophy  of 
long  dispute  and  bloodshed,  but  finally  England 
became  mistress  of  the  situation.  The  army  of 
Edward  was  for  the  most  part  well  trained  and 
united.  This  quality  has  been  asserted  of  Eng- 
land's troops  all  through  this  century  of  war. 
Hence  we  can  easily  understand  why  Ciecy, 
Poitiers,  and  Agincourt  were  the  rewards  of 
small  effort  against  the  undisciplined  and  dis- 
loyal troops  of  France. 

The  French  people  were  becoming  desperate. 
The  courts  had  been  ruled  by  unprincipled 
kings.  The  royalty  had  fallen  into  all  sorts  of 
vice  and  disorder  and  it  remained  for  James 
Legrand,  an  Augustinian  monk,  to  stand  befo'-e 
a  sinful  court  and  remind  them  of  God's  ven- 
geance on  Sodom  and  Gomorrah.    But  the  men 


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15 


who  listened  were  deaf  to  his  teachings.  They 
promised  tQ  reform — but  it  was  only  a  promise 
and  never  to  see  actuality.  The  "Reign  of  the 
Charleses"  followed.  It  was  a  burden  more 
than  an  uplift  to  the  poor  and  the  oppressed. 
The  Duke  of  Burgundy  had  raised  a  deadly  fief 
against  the  Armarnags  and  the  consequence  was 
a  siege  of  periodical  destruction  and  bloodshed. 
France's  difficulty  threatened  her  very  existence, 
and  the  last  hope  of  restoring  prestige  and  dig- 
nity was  fading  away.  The  sun  of  France's 
happy  day  was  setting,  bloody  and  cheerless, 
and  the  night  of  ruin  and  blindness  was  falling. 
It  was  the  darkest  hour.  Yes,  but  the  dark- 
est hour  precedes  the  dawn  of  a  brighter  day. 
Far  off  from  the  scene  of  actual  warfare  slept 
the  tranquil  town  of  Domremy.  Far  off  to  the 
East  the  news  of  the  conflict  had  filled  these 
inhabitants  with  love  and  devotion  for  their 
king.  Domremy,  with  its  pretty  dales  and  shady 
forests,  where  innocent  children  romped  and 
frolicked  with  glee,  was  unheard  of  in  the  busy 
centers  of  war  and  royalty.  These  people  were 
simple  country  folks  who  loved  God  above  all 
things  and  their  neighbor  for  His  sake.  They 
were  a  peaceful,  hospitable  people  who  dwelt  in 
charity. 

"  Their  best  companions,  innocence  and  health, 
And  their  best  riches,  ignorance  of  wealth.''^ 

The  springtime  of  Domremy  was  the  most 
beautiful  and  refreshing  time  of  the  year.  The 
sweet  smell  of  the  groves,  the  pure  air  of  the 
meadows,  the  noisy  harmony  of  the  singing  birds 
and  the  laugh  of  the  happy  children,  all  added 
to  the  charm  of  that  smiling  village.  Springtime 
had  come,  with  all  these  and  many  other  pleas- 
ures. May,  the  fairest  month  of  the  year,  was 
passing  by.  Close  to  the  forest  sat  a  m.aiden 
unconscious  of  her  lover's  approach  or  of  the 
beauty  of  the  scene  that  surrounded  her.  She 
was  rapt  in  prayer,  her  eyes  cast  down;  a  pic- 
ture of  maiden  modesty  and  saintly  sweetness. 
There  she  sat,  alone  with  God.  Her  lover  was 
watching  her  from  the  skirt  of  the  woods.  He 
thought  she  looked  like  an  angel  of  Heaven,  rapt 
in  ecstasy  before  the  great  white  throne  of  the 
Almighty.  He  watched  her  with  love,  he  would 
not    break    her    solitary    communion    with    the 


Omnipotent.  He  watched  her  in  silence,  when 
lo!  a  form,  a  ghostly  form  of  whiteness  rose  over 
her  head.  Would  he  rush  out  and  save  her? 
He  could  not;  his  muscles  had  become  iron- 
bound  and  trembling,  his  voice  was  lost  in  the 
silence  of  fear.  He  watched  her  with  a  death- 
like stare.  Nearer  and  nearer  came  the  spirit. 
At  last  it  took  its  position  directly  before  the 
praying  virgin. 

The  maiden  raised  her  head,  sm.iled  slowly, 
and  then  fell  on  her  knees.  Her  face  became 
radiant  and  her  smile  seemed  a  beaming  reflec- 
tion of  celestial  beauty.  Suddenly  her  face  lost 
its  pleasant  aspect  and  took  on  an  air  of  hum- 
ble submission.  No  voice  was  heard.  The 
birds  still  sang  in  their  unconscious  way  and 
the  cool  breeze  of  morning  frolicked  like  the 
children  in  the  lea.  At  last  a  faint,  sweet  voice 
broke  the  spell  that  had  bound  the  speechless 
suitor.  It  was  the  sound  from  maiden  lips. 
"But  I  am  so  young,  so  inexperienced;  how  can 
I  lead  an  army  or  ride  horses,  or  mingle  with 
men?"  A  silence  followed.  The  kneeling  girl 
bowed  her  head  and  then  spoke  again.  "But 
if  God  commands,  I  obey."  She  raised  her  eyes, 
signed  herself  with  the  sign  of  the  cross  and  at 
that  instant  De  Comte,  her  lover,  gained  strength 
and  courage  to  rush  from  his  concealed  post. 

"Joan,  Joan,"  he  cried,  expecting  to  see  her 
faint  and  grow  pale.  But  Joan  was  calm,  col- 
lected, and  smiling.  Never  had  she  seem^ed  so 
pretty  before.  She  told  her  lover  of  her  visi- 
tor. It  was  an  angel  from  Heaven  commanding 
her  to  garb  herself  in  the  robes  of  warfare  and 
lead  the  army  of  France  to  victory  and  to  crown 
her  king.  De  Comte  was  amazed  at  the  inti- 
mation, but  Joan's  straiige  attitude  of  deter- 
mination and  assurance  told  him  that  he  had 
intruded  into  the  presence  of  the  Omnipotent 
and  he  had  dared  to  touch  offfe  of  His  angels. 
He  believed  his  sweetheart  and  although  he  was 
a  gentleman  of  honor  and  she  a  simple  peasant, 
from  that  hour  till  his  last  Joan  gave  orders  and 
he  obeyed.  Here  was  the  power  that  none  could 
resist  placed  in  the  simple  child  of  Domremy. 

Joan  lost  no  time  in  preparing  to  obey  her 
heavenly  visitor,  even  though  her  father  had 
threatened  to  drown  her  if  she  showed  any 
inclination  to  follow  the  wishes  of  God's 
messenger.     But  in  opposition  to  the  Almighty 


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decrees,  how  weak  is  the  opposition  of  man!  crowded  with  lords  and  ladies  of  the  first  rank, 

Finally,  after  great  difficulty  and  ill  treatment,  all  curious  to  see  this  "dreamer  of  the  farm 

Joan  was  presented  to  Baudicourt,  governor  of  lands"  and  to  witness  her  confusion  before  the 

Vaucouleaurs,  the  valley  of  pretty  flowers.     He  stare  of  jeweled  royalty.                   ;L'i?y 

was  a  man  of  broad  military  experience,  and  But    their   hopes   were    shattered    and   their 

hence  Joan's  story  naturally  produced  an  atti-  anticipated  entertainment  frustrated.    There  sat 

tude  of  "pity  and  scepticism."     He  suggested  the  queen  haughty  and  erect,  garbed  in  the  folds 

the  lash  for  such  presumption  and  falsehood,  of  ermine  and  plush,   the   "round  and  top  of 

Humiliated,  rejected,  and  laughed  at,  but  not  sovereignty"  on  her  head.     Beside  her  sat  an 

broken    in   spirit,   Joan   returned   home   to   an  impostor,  a  stage  king,  with  a  stage-like  grin  of 

enraged  father.    Yet,  in  the  face  of  all  opposition  power  on  his  face.     Would  Joan  kneel  before 

and  contempt,  she  persisted  that  faith  had  told  shis  crowned  actor  and  reveal  her  secret?     If 

her  that  God  would  use  her  in  the  appointed  the  did  her  cause  was  lost  and  she  would  die  in 

hour.  ruin  and  disgrace.    Her  companions  feared  they 

After  months  of  waiting,  her  voices  again  had  been  deceived.  The  royalty  could  scarcely 
found  her  in  prayer.  They  told  her  to  go  once  wait  for  the  peal  of  laughter  that  would  mark 
more  to  Vaucouleaurs  and  this  time  she  would  her  blunder.  The  maid  followed  by  her  faith- 
be  received.  She  went  and  as  truth  said,  so  was  ful  servants  approached  the  throne  of  the 
it  done.  The  governor  received  her  with  atten-  queen,  made  a  profound  obeisance  and  then 
tion  and  pleasure.  She  had  convinced  him  by  turned  to  the  king's  place.  A  smile  brushed  over 
her  revelations  of  the  English  victory  in  the  the  court,  it  affected  even  Joan.  They  had 
battle  of  the  Herring  that  she  was  chosen  by  God.  attempted  to  deceive  her,  but  she  had  perceived 
He  had  no  difficulty  in  finding  men  to  accom-  their  deception  and  turned  and  looked  out  into 
pany  her  on  her  perilous  journey.  In  fact,  two  the  throng  of  whitened  faces.  No  smile  could 
of  Baudicourt's  most  intimate  friends  were  will-  be  seen  now,  save  on  the  face  of  her  supporters 
ing  to  vouch  for  the  "girl's  sincerity"  and  in  whose  hearts  was  awakened  confidence  and 
offered  themselves  as  supporters  of  her  cause,  trust.  Why  the  sudden  change  in  the  facial 
These  were  Jean  de  Noveloncont  of  Metz,  who  expression  of  the  surrounding  lords?  They  had 
proved  a  most  loyal  adherent  to  Joan,  and  tampered  with  an  angel  of  God  and  their  deceit 
Bertrand  de  Pontengy  who  also  rendered  hon-  was  exposed  to  the  world.  Down  through  the 
orable  service  to  her.  crowds  walked  Joan  turning  and  looking  into 

After  several  days  of  travel,   Joan   reached  every  man's  face.    Suddenly  she  saw  the  visage 

Chinon   where   Charles  was   holding  his  court,  of   her   king.      He   had   disguised   himself  as  a 

The   news   of   her  arrival  spread   like  wildfire  courtier,  but  not  with  sufficient  skill  to  deceive 

through   the  city.     The   people  welcomed   her  the  eye  of  God  who  told  His  heroine  where  the 

with  joy  and  blessings,  but  the  court  was  slow  royalty  was  concealed. 

in  showing  its  appreciation  and  co-operation  in  Joan  fell  on  her  knees  before  the  amazed  mon- 
her  task.  The  king,  influenced  by  the  sceptical  arch  who  dared  to  deny  his  identity  and  who 
Archbishop  of  Rheims  and  the  treacherous  and  declared  the  "crowned  pretender"  her  sovereign 
jealous  La  Tremoille,  put  off  her  audience.  But  lord.  But  the  maid  could  not  be  further  de- 
patient  persistence  always  overcomes  stubborn  ceived.  Her  persistency  convinced  Charles  and 
rejection,  and  finally  the  "Peasant  Girl"  was  his  court  that  her  mission  was  genuine  and  their 
admitted  into  the  court.  evil  design  merited  shame  and   embarrassment. 

By  this  time  Joan  had  become  hardened  to  Joan  drew  her  king  aside  while  the  court  was 

re-usals,  obstacles,  trials,  and  ill  treatment.    She  buzzing  with  expressions  of  admiration,  love  and 

had   resolved   that  no  difficulty  would   oppose  praise.    She  told  him  of  her  mission,  God's  com- 

her.     She  entered  the  tinseled  court  of  "useless  mand  to  her,  her  message  to  him,  his  reward, 

butterflies"  in  her  usual  calmness  and  simplicity,  and  the  future  state  of  France.'  As  a  sign  that 

undisturbed  by  the  glare  of  jeweled  robes  and  the  God  of  Heaven,  the  Searcher  of  all  hearts, 

golden  decorations.     The  palace  chamber  was  had  sent  her  she  mentioned  a  secret  that  was 


■  r-  ^■tiy!|pR>B';^,ir  "TiT^B^jy^ 


KI^'^^Vi^WAIfWr!^;^^ 


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17 


"buried  in  the  king's  heart"  of  which  no  other 
but  God  and  himself  had  any  knowledge.  He 
was  aware  that  a  qualm  of  conscience  had 
blighted  his  happy  hours — but  how  had  this 
ignorant  peasant  girl  discovered  it? 

"You  fear  the  legitimacy  of  your  birth,"  whis- 
pered Joan,  "Fear  it  not — you  are  God's 
choice,  and  I  will  bring  you  to  Rheims,  where 
you  shall  be  crowned  king  of  France,"  Indeed 
that  was  the  touchstone  of  Charles'  unhappy 
years.  Now,  he  believed,  and  he  wished  to 
prove  that  trust  by  support. 

Although  he  was  strongly  inclined  to  her,  he 
desired  to  consult  the  governing  minds  of  France. 
Accordingly,  Joan  was  sent  to  the  University 
of  Portiers  where  she  was  examined  and  re- 
examined by  the  sharpest  intellects  of  the 
realm.  After  weeks  of  labor  they  decided  that 
"human  wisdom  could  not  fathom  her  sim- 
plicity," and  they  acknowledged  their  belief 
that  she  was  a  messenger  of  God,  They  ad- 
mitted there  was  "no  guile  in  her  heart"  and 
they  were  convinced  that  she  was  a  good  Cath- 
olic girl  of  sound  faith.  Hence,  they  urged 
Charles  to  support  her,  lest  France  be  lost  by  the 
rejection  of  "God's  holy  one," 

At  once  the  king  complied  with  their  decision 
and  by  public  proclamation  Joan  was  declared 
commander-in-chief  of  the  armies  of  France. 
This  news  started  fires  in  the  heart  of  every 
Frenchman,  The  people  had  unqualified  con- 
fidence in  the  "Child  of  Domremy"  and  need- 
less to  say  the  king's  action  was  accepted  with 
approbation  and  promise  of  support.  The  peo- 
ple were  true  to  their  trust.  Money,  provisions, 
soldiers,  everything  and  anything  that  is  con- 
ducive to  belligerent  use  was  supplied  in  abun- 
dance. In  a  short  time  ci' creditable  army  was 
mustered  hear  St,  Loup,  the  nearest  fort  of  the 
enemy;  here  Joan  appointed  her  staff  and 
attendants.  She  chose  for  her  confessor  Pas- 
queral,  an  Augustinian  monk,  who  proved  a 
loyal  and  pious  father  to  her. 

Before  opening  the  operations,  Joan  offered 
protection  to  the  English  invaders  if  they  de- 
parted in  peace,  but  her  charity  was  answered 
by  scorn  and  insult.  She  then  designed  her 
banner  on  which  were  inscribed  the  words 
"Jesus,  Maria."  Metz  brought  her  the  famous 
sword  which  had  been  concealed  for  years  be- 


neath an  altar  in  the  Church  of  St,  Catherine. 
Now  the  blow  was  to  be  struck.  Insult  had  been 
added  to  injury;  a  crushing  defeat  was  the 
reward  of  such  tyrannous  cruelty.  Within  a 
week  St.  Loup  fell  an  easy  prey  to  her  well- 
directed  arms.  By  this  victory  she  won  the 
title  of  "Maid  of  Orleans." 

In  a  few  days  operations  were  resumed  against 
St.  Augustine's  monastery ,which  had  been  taken 
from  the  Augustinian  Fathers.  The  English 
used  this  location  as  their  supply  center  and  at 
the  same  time  it  served  as  a  formidable  defense 
for  Orleans.,  The  Monastery  was  soon  con- 
quered. This  victory  was  followed  by  a  more 
brilliant  one  at  Tourelles  which  opened  the 
passage  to  Orleans.  The  following  sun  saw  the 
English  flee  from  their  long-treasured  trophy  of 
war,  the  city  of  Orleans.  The  news  of  Joan's 
victory  spread  like  the  wind.  It  reached  the 
ears  of  Charles  who  lost  no  time  in  coming  to 
Tours,  where  he  had  determined  to  reward  his 
"virgin  general." 

Of  course,  the  trappery  of  court  accom.panied 
the  king.  He  prepared  a  great  reception  for 
Joan,  and  awarded  her  with  the  enviable  title  of 
Madame  du  Lis,  But  what  is  this  high-sound- 
ing name  to  the  plain  Joan  d'Arc?  The  honor 
faded  as  the  breath  that  made  it,  but  the  mem- 
ory of  the  poor  peasant  girl  of  Domremy  lives 
on  forever.  However  great  and  impressive  were 
the  honors  and  attentions  showered  upon  Joan, 
there  was  a  hesitancy  in  granting  her  the  only 
request  she  made.  Her  former  opposers  were 
still  in  power  and  naturally  they  questioned  and 
misinterpreted  her  every  design.  Charles  had 
promised  to  grant  her  anything  she  would  ask, 
"Do  not  be  afraid,  my  child,"  he  urged  the 
timid  Joan,  "name  your  desire,  and  it  is 
granted," 

"That  you  will  come  to  Rheims  to  be 
crowned,"  answered  the  girl, 

"To  Rheims?  Impossible,  my  general!  We 
march  through  the  heart  of  the  enemies'  coun- 
try!" exclaimed  the  frightened  king.  "Oh  no, 
impossible,  anything  but  that." 

It  has  been  observed  that  the  "we"  was 
decidedly  editorial.  The  king  was  considering 
his  personal  security  first.  He  could  not  think 
of  quitting  his  "tinsel  dwelling."  But  who  can 
withstand    the    force    of    patience   and    prayer? 


18  THE    VILLANOVAN 

After  months  of  waiting,  Joan  was  permitted  to  This  is  a  resume  of  Joan's  miHtary  Hfe,     It 

clear  the  way  for  Charles  and  she  led  his  conse-  covered  a  period  of  two  years,  yet,  during  that 

crated  person  to  the  temple  of  Rheims.     She  brief  time,  she  gave  to  the  world  an  example  of 

had  defeated  the  foe  and  now  had  conquered  the  maidenly   virtue   joined   to   the   courage    of   a 

hostility  of  the  court.     With  the  assistance  of  hardened  warrior,  which  produced  a  most  extra- 

her  loyal  staff,  La  Hire,  Alericon  and  Dunois,  ordinary  character.    Her  life,  her  difficulties,  her 

she  made  preparations  for  another  engagement,  fortunes  and  failures,  each  in  their  own  way,  are 

A. few  weeks  gave  the  city  of  Jargeau,  and  its  subjects  for  serious  and  long  study.    The  pecu- 

haughty  defender,   the   Duke  of  Suffolk,  as  a  liar  actions  of  the  participants  of  the  Hundred 

third  trophy  of  valiant  courage  and  indomit-  Years'  War,  and  the  strange  circumstances  in 

able  will   to  the   French  army.     She   had   re-  which   they  were   placed  are   to   some   degree 

sponded  to  her  enemies'  pride  in  the  memory  of  intelligible.    We  can  admire  the  courage  of  the 

Crecy,    Poitiers,   and  Agincourt,   by  her  three  French  army  and  the  bravery  of  her  enemy, 

more  brilliant  victories,  one  of  which  is  recorded  We  can  appreciate  the  noble  personages  who 

among  the  decisive  battles  of  history.  guided  the  destinies  of  each  nation.     We  can 

Meantime,  Charles  had  set  out  with  twelve  Pity  the  sufferers;  despise  the  treacherous;  love 

thousand  men.     Joan  met  him  at  Troyes  and  ^^^  ^^^°^^'  ^"^  ^°"°^  ^^^  ^°°^-    ^^  ^^^  f°^§^^^^ 

on  the  sixteenth  of  June,  led  him  to  Rheims  ^^^^^  ^^^  ^^  mjustice,  cruelty,  barbarism,  and 

where  he  was  crowned  king  by  the  Archbishop  «^^"^^  ^^^^  ^^^  warnng  nations  may  have  ,per- 

of  the  Cathedral  formed.     But  all  our  pardon  and  willingness  to 

forgive  can  never  explain  the  reason  for  Joan's 

Joan's  appointed   task  was  now  completed,  ignominious  end.     It  is  hard  to  understand  why 

She  desired   to   return   to   Domremy,   but   the  ^^^  g^ould  wish  to  torture  a  young  woman  but 

court  denied  her  the  desire.    The  winter  passed  nineteen  years  of  age,  why  force  her  through  a 

and  springtime  again  warmed  the  hills  and  vales  ^rial  of  court,  condemn  her  and  lead  her  up  a 

of  France.    The  victories  of  Joan  had  raised  the  ^^^^^  ^f  faggots,  tie  her  to  a  post  and  burn  her 

courage   of  her   soldiers   to   unhmited   heights,  to  death.    Why  did  not  France  froth  with  wrath 

The    soldiers    had    absolute    confidence   in    her  upon  learning  of  Joan's  captivity?    Why  did  not 

guidance,  and  hence  when  she  called  for  volun-  Charles,  the  maiden-crowned  king,  strive  to  free 

teers  in  the  middle  of  May,  to  take  the  city  of  1,^^?    Where  was  his  gratitude,  where  his  love, 

Compiegne,  there  was  little  difficulty  in  mus-  j-ggpe^^  and  appreciation  for  her  services?    Why 

tering  substantial  military  strength.     This  was  ^j^  God  permit  such  a  tragedy?    Why  did  He 

to  be  her  last  battle,  as  she  foretold.  ^u^^  ^^^  to  1^^  captured,  when  He  knew  she  was 

The  engagement  started  and  after  a  desperate  to  suffer  such  a  cruel  fate?    These  are  the  ques- 

struggle,  Joan's  men  were  losing  territory,  step  tions  that  are  teeming  with  interest.    They  are 

by  step.     They  had  retreated  slowly,  but  with  answerable,  and  their  answer  redounds  to  the 

desperate  fighting,  to  the  bridge  that  crossed  glory  of  God. 

the  Oise.  This  passage  was  uplifted  at  the  Why  should  God  permit  such  a  death  for  so 
critical  moment  by  the  order  of  Guillaume  de  virtuous  a  child?  How  puerile  the  question 
Slavy,  the  governor;  whether  he  did  this  through  appears  when  compared  with  others  of  Hke 
treachery  or  error,  historians  have  not  decided,  nature.  Was  not  the  purest  of  virgins  shrouded 
With  a  few  faithful  followers,  Joan  fell  a  pris-  with  a  mantle  of  sorrow?  Did  not  Monica's 
oner  to  Jean  of  Luxemburg,  an  adherent  to  the  tears  flow,  and  Rita's  brow  fester  with  corrup- 
sedltious  Burgundy.  She  was  brought  to  Mar-  tion?  Can  we  forget  the  pains  of  the  half- 
gay,  and  later  to  Arras,  Crotoy,  and  finally  to  devoured  martyrs?  Why  this  death  for  Joan? 
Rouen,  where  she  was  bound  in  irons,  tried  by  Perhaps  it  was  because  she  was  to  be  num- 
an  ecclesiastical  court,  accused  of  every  con-  bered  among  the  vessels  of  election,  because 
ceivable  wickedness,  and  burned  at  the  stake  she  hated  her  life  in  this  world,  and  sought  a 
on  the  30th  of  May,  1431,  at  the  old  m.arket  more  blessed  life.  Perhaps  this  was  her  manner 
place. 


"■T-r-  — "  ■»  T?- 


THE   VILLANOVAN  19 

of  "purging  her  sins  away"  before  she  entered  charges,   witnesses,    proceedings,   cross-examin- 

into  the  judgment  hall  of  God.     Is  it  not  likely  ings,  would  require  more  space  than  is  at  our 

that  she  died  in  this  disgrace  that  the  truth  disposal.    But  the  whole  trial  was  well  branded 

might  shine  brighter  when  emanating  from  a  by  Jean  Lobier — one  of  the  few  principled  men 

dark  falsehood?    She  suffered  because  her  crown  who  dared  to  oppose  the  court — as  an  "illegal 

was  to  be  attained  only  through  the  passage  of  trial,  a  disgrace  to  Ecclesiastical  jurisprudence." 

fire  and  sword.  This  is  a  comprehensive  observation,  but  it  is 

This  is  sufficient  reason  for  understanding  the  sufficient  to  embrace  all  the  wrongs  that  "ille- 
cruelty  and  the  indifference  of  men.  But  there  gality"  might  entail.  Joan  was  denied  the  right 
are  other  reasons  that  might  mitigate  their  of  a  counsel;  she  was  kept  in  a  prison  guarded 
culpability.  The  English  nation  had  been  at  by  corrupt  men.  She  was  cross-examined  and 
war  with  France  for  generations  and  hence  there  unfairly  cajoled,  she  was  deceived  and  frightened 
was  a  natural  inborn  hatred  against  the  heredi-  into  contradiction,  which  the  minds  of  these 
tary  enemy.  The  great  victories  of  Crecy  and  "benevolent  Judges"  interpreted  as  lies. 
Agincourt  had  made  them  proud,  and  when  In  a  short  time  the  seventy  articles  of  con- 
failure  and  defeat  met  them,  they  were  filled  demnation  were  framed,  each  a  falsehood  so 
with  jealousy  and  the  desire  for  revenge.  They  opposed  to  the  actuality  that  any  un-Christian 
were  morally  certain  that  France  had  secured  judge  would  have  destroyed  the  paper  that  was 
the  co-operation  of  a  demon,  in  the  person  of  contaminated  by  their  formulation.  The  "arti- 
Joan  of  Arc,  and  that  fact  raised  their  ire  to  a  cles"  not  only  distorted,  falsified,  changed  the 
more  sturdy  position.  The  law  demanded  "the  meaning  of  words,  but  deliberately  interpolated 
roasting  of  all  satanic  tools,"  and  hence  they  phrases  and  clauses  that  suited  the  acquisition 
were  anxious  to  capture  this  "instrument  of  of  the  end.  They  not  only  condemned  her  ac- 
darkness"  and  see  her  burn  in  the  agony  of  tor-  tions  from  childhood  up  to  the  last,  but  dared 
ture.  Of  course  when  the  opportunity  came  to  to  assert  that  her  "voices"  were  whisperings 
satisfy  that  savage  passion,  they  were  imper-  from  hell  and  that  she  was  a  "foul  monster  dis- 
vious  to  any  appeal  of  humanity  or  reason,  guised  as  a  maid."  They  branded  her  as  a 
They  believed  they  were  doing  God  and  their  rebellious  child  to  her  Church  because  she  re- 
country  a  service,  particularly  since  the  prom-  fused  to  submit  to  its  words.  If  there  was  ever 
inent  Churchmen  of  her  own  land  seconded  their  an  unjust  sentence  uttered,  this  was  the  most 
intention.  These  prelates  openly  condemned  flagrant  of  all,  for  history  attests  that  the 
her  and  handed  their  victim  to  the  secular  "victim  of  Rouen"  had  repeatedly  asked  to  be 
authorities,  who  were  thirsting  for  her  blood,  brought  to  Rome,  where  she  could  lay  her  case 
Hence  we  can  see  a  psychological  reason  that  before  the  Pope  and  ask  his  decision.  But,  as 
seeks  our  commiseration.  one  might  suspect,  she  was  denied  this  right, 

As  for  France  and  its  king,  little  can  be  said,  since  she  had  already  been  subjected  to  greater 

It  is  harder  to  conceive  the  justification  or  the  wrongs. 

satisfactory  reason  for  their  ungrateful  neglect.  It  might  be  difficult  to  find  a  parallel  case  of 

The  proletariat  and  the  peasantry  were  the  only  injustice  with  which  to  measure  the  "trial  of 

elements  which  resented  the  injury.    But  they  unfairness."     We  have  no  observation  to  offer 

were    helpless    against    the    unconcern    of    the  in  the  action  of  Cauchon  or  on  the  "honorable 

court.      Again,    the    nation    was    reeking   with  decision"  of  his  colleagues.     It  is  sufficient  to 

internal  strife,  and  although  many  Frenchmen  compare  the  papers  of  this  trial  with  the  judg- 

of  prominence  were  convinced  that  Joan  was  an  ment  of  the  Rehabilitation,  wherein  every  one 

"instrument   of   darkness",    there   were   many  of  the  charges  is  not  only  refuted,  but  branded 

more  among  the  educated  and  influential  who  an  abominable  lie,  a  disgrace  to  jurisprudence, 

were  sure  of  her  sanctity  and  purity.  and  a  blot  on  the  brow  of  Cauchon. 

To  turn  a  retrospective  light  on  the  trial  and         Although  France  was  dormant  and  partially 

characters  therein  concerned  would  interest  the  indifferent  to  Joan's  fate,  her  death  reanimated 

most    insipid    mind.      To    examine    into    the  the  old-time  noble  spirit  of  chivalry  that  had 


20   V  '  THE    VILLAVOVAN 

lived  in  France.  The  King,  who  was  weighed  his  people.  But  where  do  we  locate  the  credit 
down  by  trials  of  court  and  nation,  gave  little  for  all  these  turns  of  fortune,  this  restoration  of 
heed  to  the  crying  oppression  of  his  people  and  happy  firesides,  this  planting  of  virtuous  king? 
the  re-establishment  of  Joan's  unblemished  Can  it  be  to  the  penitent  king?  Can  it  be 
nam_e.  But  justice  and  beauty  of  character  will  asserted  of  the  military  force  that  crushed  the 
always  demand  recognition  even  in  this  world,  foe?  Can  it  be  the  loss  of  courage  in  Henry's 
and  hence  Joan  was  destined  to  be  to  the  world  army?  No,  it  was  none  of  these.  It  was  the 
a  model  of  nobility  of  soul.  The  popular  trend  cruel  fate  of  Joan!  Had  she  not  died  as  she  did, 
of  unfavorable  attitude  towards  Joan  was  the  memory  of  ingratitude  on  one  side,  and  the 
turned  to  the  other  extreme.  At  the  request  of  thoughts  of  savage  torture  on  the  other  would 
Joan's  mother.  Pope  Calixtus  ordered  an  inves-  never  have  warranted  the  RehabiHtation  which 
tigation  into  the  life  and  trial  of  Joan  of  Arc.  strengthened  the  courage  of  the  French  army 
Charles  appointed  Guillaume  Bouille,  the  dean  and  made  the  king  a  man  of  self-respect.  Was 
of  the  Cathedral  at  Noyan,  to  conduct  the  proc-  it  not  her  death  that  appeased  the  wrath  of  God 
ess.  The  duties  of  this  dignitary  fell  into  the  and  restored  the  French  to  His  favor? 
charge  of  Jean  Brehal,  a  Dominican  friar,  a  As  for  Joan,  little  can  be  said  other  than  words 
man  of  honor  and  uncompromising  determina-  of  highest  commendation  and  reverence.  Like 
tion.  He  was  convinced  that  Joan  was  num-  all  extraordinary  characters,  she  was  not  appre- 
bered  among  the  blessed,  and  this  conviction  ciated  and  the  worst  enemies  were  those  of  her 
urged  him  to  seek  the  truth  and  nothing  but  the  own  household.  Notwithstanding  the  unchari- 
truth.  He  was  the  suprem.e  head  of  the  Rehabil-  table  view  of  Shakespeare,  the  prejudiced  theme 
itation,  and  after  six  years  of  study,  gathering  of  Voltaire,  or  the  unfounded  condemnation  of 
evidence,  and  examining  witnesses  personally  modern  Cauchons,  we  have  only  to  turn  to  fair- 
acquainted  with  the  maid,  he  concluded  with  minded  historians,  and  these  not  Catholics,  to 
substantial  and  solid  proofs  that  Joan's  visions  find  her  represented  unblemished  in  her  virtue, 
were  from  Heaven,  that  she  was  a  genuine  saintly  in  her  actions,  a  forgiving,  generous, 
legate  of  God.  unselfish,  magnanimous  woman,  who  united  the 

MeantimxC,    the    memory    of    the    "Child    of  simplicity  of  maidenhood  to  the  power  of  author- 

Domremy"  had  aroused  the  nobler  qualities  in  ity.     She  was  at  once  a  child  and  a  leader  of 

Charles.    He  had  sprung  from  his  lethargy.    He  exceptional  ability.    She  knew  full  well  the  arts 

believed  his  angel-deliverer  had  set  him  on  the  of  concentrating  quickly,  of  directing  swift  and 

road  to  honor,  wherein  he  had  slumbered  de-  hard  blows,  and  above  all,   she  was  endowed 

spite  her  devotion  and  sacrifice.     But  now  he  with  an  invincible   tenacity  of  purpose.     She 

determined  to  prove  that  he  had  been  worthy  was  a   thorough-going   Catholic  of   unshakable 

of  her  protection  and  support.    He  had  marched  faith,  with  a  solid  devotion  to  her  Voices  and 

against  his  hereditary  foe  and  defeated  him  in  the  Saints,  who  guided  her. 

battle  after  battle.    In  1442,  Charles  was  undis-  She  has  been  looked  up  to  as  one  of  the  most 

puted  master  of  the  south  of  the  Loire.     The  extraordinary  characters  in  history.    Surely,  no 

victories  of  France  awakened  the  soldiers  with  other  member  of  her  sex  has  assumed  the  role 

the  same  spirit  of  loyalty  that  took  Orleans  and  which  she  was  called  upon  to  play.     Her  name 

Jargeau.      Rouen,    Bordeaux,   and    finally    Cas-  stands  among  the   foremost   in   the  records  of 

tillon,  where  Talbot  fell  in   1453,  crowned  the  immortal  women,   for  she  has  passed   through 

bravery  of  the  French  army.     By  that  fall,  the  the  "fire  of  war,  maltreatment,  and  conflagra- 

forcign   grasp  on   France   was  cast  off  forever,  tion."     This  chaste,  pure  m.aid  of  Orleans  has 

and    the    Hundred    Years'   War   ended   with   a  restored  to  France  what  sin  and  corruption  had 

brilliant  victory  for  Charles.  lost;  she  was  the  saviour  of  her  people;  she  laid 

Joan  had  now  come  into  her  own.     Statues  down  her  life  that  they  might  live, 

were  erected  to  her  memory  in  every  center  of  Hence,  we  can  understand,  while  taking  the 

France.     Charles  had  become  a  merciful,  loyal  retrospective  view  of  the  whole  tragedy,   why 

monarch,  devoted  to  education  and  the  uplift  of  God  selected  the  purest  of  France  to  be  an  immio- 


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21 


!■■ 


lation  for  His  glory.    She  was  human,  and  weak- 
ness can  be  imputed  to  her,  and  hence  she  must 
pass  through  her  purgatory  while  on  earth,  that 
her  triumphant  entrance  into  eternity  might  be 
sooner  and  more  glorious.    How  marvelously  the 
Almighty  conducted  the  whole  affair!     Strange 
are   His  ways  and   unsearchable   His   reasons. 
She  had  imitated  the  Saviour  of  the  world.    Her 
father  had  sought  her  life,  she  had  confounded 
the  doctors,  she  had  been  rejected  by  the  an- 
cients and  the  people  of  the  court,  she  had  ran- 
somed  her  countrymen   from    the   bondage   of 
oppression,  she  had  been  captured  and  sold  into 
the  hands  of  her  enemies,  she  had  been  tried 
and  unjustly  condem.ned  and  she  had  died  an 
ignominious  death  before  the  eyes  of  the  public. 
When  she  was  dead,  the  unburned  heart  that 
bled  for  France,  fell  into  her  ashes  and  was  con- 
cealed from  the  sinful  gaze  of  her  murderers. 
As  she  lived  and  died,  so  was  she  crowned,  and 
that  crown  is  the  undying  admiration  and  love 
of  the  human  heart  and  the  joys  of  eternal  bliss. 
Lest  we  forget,  every  tragedy  of  life  has  its 
recompense.     As   the   virtuous   rejoice,   so   the 
wicked  lament.     Cauchon,    Courcalles,   Lorsel- 
leur,  Luxemburg,  La  Tramoille — who  are  these 
honorable  men,  if  honor  may   be  shrouded  in 
unprincipled,  selfish  creatures?     These  are  the 
names  that  caused  the  slaughter  of  this  sweet 
young  maid  of  France.     These  are  the  names 
history  offers  to  posterity  as  the  villains  of  this 
great  tragedy.     These  are  the  names  that  will 
flourish  with  the  sacred  memory  of  their  victim; 
but  she  shall  live  with  the  radiant  crown  of 
virtue  adorning  her  brow. 

However,  before  condemning  these  individ- 
uals to  the  "rack  to  punishment,"  let  us  turn 
to  the  "chief  mourner"  of  this  catastrophe.  We 
would  rather  ask  the  maid  to  pronounce  the 
sentence  of  condemnation  on  the  heads  of  her 
murderers,  so  that  their  confusion  may  be 
aggravated  by  the  judgment  of  their  victim. 
But  what  is  her  sentence? 

As  she  has  already  imitated  the  Crucified  of 
Calvary,  so  in  this  instance,  she  is  inclined  to 
mercy  and  forgiveness.  When  some  of  her 
judges  and  torturers  had  witnessed  the  malice 
of  their  crime,  they  struck  their  breasts  in  re- 
morse and  repentance.    They  believed  they  had 


burned  a  "Saint  of  God"  and  hence  they  turned 
to  her  for  one  word  of  pardon  from  her  roasting 
lips. 

What  were  her  words  in  answer  to  these  awe- 
stricken  men?  She  forgave  them  with  the  char- 
ity that  springs  from  a  true  Christian  heart, 
with  the  sincerity  that  holds  sway  over  a  pure 
and  upright  soul,  and  with  the  joy  that  echoes 
the  happiness  of  Heaven.  This  was  the  crown- 
ing deed  of  Joan.  Her  victories,  glories  and 
praises  are  all  the  achievements  of  human 
endeavor;  they  flourish  and  attract  the  atten- 
tion of  men,  but  her  supernatural  deed  of  virtue 
which  marks  her  as  a  saint  of  heaven  is  the  life- 
giving  principle  to  the  memory  of  her  fame. 

For  Joan  of  Arc  there  is  one  fact  which  has 
been  observed,  even  by  the  most  antagonistic, 
that  argues  the  proof  of  her  simplicity  and 
openness.  Wherever  she  entered,  she  always 
preserved  a  decorum  befitting  a  maiden;  in  all 
her  words,  actions  and  relations  with  her  subor- 
dinates, she  always  approached  them  with  the 
attitude  of  a  child.  She  was  not  naturally  pre- 
cocious, but  her  superior  wisdom  in  the  manage- 
ment of  her  duties  is  the  direct  indication  of  her 
authority  from  God.  She  was  His  instrument, 
His  vessel  of  choice,  to  bring  about  the  greatest 
blessing  that  ever  befell  France.  Her  "untaught 
wisdom"  was  the  marvel  of  philosophers,  her 
"unfathomable  genius"  the  wonder  of  her  com- 
panions and  the  destruction  of  her  enemies. 

We  could  compare  Joan  to  the  immortal 
Napoleon,  but  even  he,  although  his  name  ranks 
among  the  first  of  his  profession,  is  incomparable 
with  the  bashful  "child  of  Domremy."  Where 
can  we  find  a  leader  that  can  boast  of  winning 
a  decisive  victory  at  the  age  of  nineteen  years? 
Not  even  the  "captive  eagle  of  St.  Helena"  can 
contribute  such  an  achievement  to  his  glory. 

Finally,  we  may  turn  to  the  attitude  of  the 
Church,  relative  to  the  life  and  actions  of  Joan 
of  Arc.  Under  Pius  X,  of  loving  memory,  Joan's 
name  was  numbered  among  the  Blessed  of 
Heaven.  This  act  confirmed  the  decision  of  the 
Rehabilitation. 

Today  the  name  of  Joan  of  Arc  stands  for  all 
that  is  pure  and  noble  in  maidenhood.  It  is  the 
name  which  has  won   the  devotion  of   lYance 


22  THE    VILLANOVAN. 

and  the  admiration  of  the  world.  She  is  a  model  ity  which  permeated  the  corruption  of  the  court 
for  the  virtuous  and  the  brave;  she  has  given  with  her  influence  of  sanctity,  truth  and  sin- 
us "an  example"  of  self-sacrificing  love  of  a  cerity.  She  was  a  chosen  daughter  of  God,  a 
creature  who  answered  the  call  of  her  God;  she  Saint  of  the  Catholic  Church,  a  credit  to  her 
was  the  martyred  spouse  of  Christ,  a  lily  of  pur-  people,  and  a  charm  in  the  notion  of  chivalry. 


(( 


Over  in  France  " 


Over  in  France,  the  wild  snow  is  driving, 
Over  in  France,  'mid  the  battle's  loud  roar; 

Over  in  France,  my  loved  one  is  dying. 
Yearning  for  peace  he  ne'er  had  before. 

Over  in  France,  the  wintry  winds  clamor, 

Over  in  France,  the  lily  lies  dead; 
Over  in  France,  my  loved  one  is  dying, — 

God!  how  quickly  the  snow  has  turned  red! 

Over  in  France,  there  is  mourning  and  weeping, 
Over  in  France,  there  is  battle  and  blood; 

Over  in  France  my  loved  one  is  dying. 

Stretched  in  the  trench's  foul,  slimy  wet  mud. 

Over  in  France  the  cannons  are  roaring. 

Over  in  France,  'mid  the  mad,  ceaseless  strife: 

Over  in  France  my  loved  one  is  dying, — 
Proudly  for  us  has  he  given  his  life. 

Over  in  France  the  sabers  are  gleaming, 
Over  in  France,  where  death  is  a  jest; 

Over  in  France  my  loved  one  is  dying, 

God  grant  the  world  may  soon  share  his  rest! 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


23 


Telemachus 


ENGLISH  literature  has  been'^enriched  by 
many  translations  from  other  languages. 
Among  the  foreign  contributions  to  our 
literature,  Dr.  Hawkesworth's  translation  of 
Fenelon's  Telemachus  holds  a  high  place;  and 
rightly  so. 

It  would  be  a  mistake  to  confound  the  authors 
of  the  seventeenth  century  in  France  with  those 
of  the  same  century  in  England.  The  Restora- 
tion Period  in  England  is  filled  with  literature 
of  a  frivolous,  repulsive  nature.  The  immoral, 
loose  spirit  of  this  time  has  influenced,  more  or 
less,  many  authors  in  the  following  ages.  A  long 
development,  a  thorough  training  in  funda- 
mental thinking  was  required  before  Restora- 
tion characters  were  entirely  eliminated. 

The  authors  of  the  seventeenth  century  in 
France  are  rather  to  be  put  side  by  side  with 
England's  eighteenth  century  authors.  The 
great  French  orators  of  this  time  have  just 
claims  to  places  among  the  men  who  have  made 
world  classics.  For  sweet  simplicity  in  style 
and  profundity  of  thought,  hardly  another 
author  of  this  time  has  surpassed  the  great 
Fenelon. 

It  is  our  purpose  in  this  brief  paper  to  dis- 
cuss some  important  points  in  Fenelon's  Tel- 
emachus. When  the  Due  de  Beauvilliers  became 
governor  of  the  children  of  Louis  XIV  in  1869, 
he  at  once  secured  Fenelon  as  tutor  to  the  eldest 
of  these,  the  Duke  of  Burgundy.  Fenelon,  though 
the  child  was  proud  and  ill-tempered,  went  about 
his  task  with  his  usual  zeal  and  energy.  One 
of  his  methods  of  training  this  youth  was  to 
write  books  containing  great  lessons.  Tele- 
machus is,  therefore,  a  great  political  work 
adapted  to  present  to  a  youthful  mind,  under 
the  guise  of  pleasant  fiction,  lessons  of  great 
moment  in  politics  and  the  life  of  a  ruler.  It  is 
a  didactic  epic,  and  is  a  combination  of  Homer's 
Odyssey  and  Xenophon's  Cyropaedia. 

The  abstract  things  of  life  are  often  very  hard 
to  comprehend,  and  certainly  impossible  to  be 
appreciated  without  a  concrete  image.    Fenelon 


excels  in  bringing  in  an  image  at  once  pleasing 
and  helpful.  He  was  an  artist  of  description 
and  imagination.  The  scene  he  portrays  of 
Elysium  illustrates  the  point;  Elysium,  or 
Heaven,  is  brought  before  our  mind  with  all  the 
idea  of  eternity,  yet  supported  by  finite  images 
to  aid  our  weakened  understanding.  Our 
senses  naturally  comprehend  the  scene,  yet 
behind  the  concrete  image  is  a  beautiful  truth 
quite  distinct  from  the  scene.  All  the  good  in 
mortal  life  is  retained  in  the  life  of  the  blessed, 
but  at  the  same  time  all  the  woe  and  the  revolt- 
ing side  of  life  is  delicately  eliminated.  The 
passage  to  which  we  have  referred  is  very  long, 
but  a  few  illust  ations  will  make  the  points 
clear.  "Telemachus  advanced  toward  these 
kings,  whom  he  found  in  groves  of  delightful 
fragrance,  reclining  upon  the  downy  turf,  where 
the  flowers  and  herbage  were  perpetually  re- 
newed." Here  we  should  note  the  force  and 
thematic  bearing  of  the  word  "perpetually." 
If  the  _,oy3  of  Heiven  werj  not  perpetual,  then 
Heaven  would  not  be  Heaven.  Fenelon  also 
makes  a  psychological  point  here.  Man  i^  con- 
tinually longing  for  something  higher;  the  more 
good  he  gets  the  more  he  desires;  it  is  a  per- 
petual longing.  To  give  further  proof  of  the 
statements  made  above  we  need  only  follow  the 
same  passage.  "A  thousand  rills  wandered 
through  these  scenes  of  delight,  and  refreshed 
the  soil  with  a  gentle  and  unpolluted  wave ;  the 
song  of  innumerable  birds  echoed  in  the  groves." 
Here  we  see  that  the  soil  never  lost  its  vitality, 
and  the  rills  that  watered  it  lacked  that  pre- 
rogative of  earthly  life — pollution.  Far  from 
this  Elysium  were  all  strifes  and  contentions; 
peace  was  the  continual  burden  of  the  songs. 
"Neither  war  that  thirsts  for  blood,  nor  envy 
tha.  bi  es  with  an  ;  nvenomed  tooth,  like  the 
vipers  that  are  wreathed  around  her  arms  and 
fostered  in  her  bosom,  i  or  jealousy,  nor  distrust, 
nor  fears,  nor  vain  desires,  invade  these  sacred 
domains  of  peace."  In  life  hope  is  one  of  our 
greatest  consolations,  yet  it  is  often  only  a  con- 
solation in  disguise;  the  stern  reality  of  danger 
and  sorrow  is  all  the  more  keen  when  it  finally 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


shatters  the  fruitless  hope.  "From  these  seats 
of  tranquilHty  all  evils  fly  far  away;  death,  dis- 
ease, poverty,  pain,  remorse,  fear,  even  hope— 
which  is  sometimes  not  less  painful  than  fear 
itself— animosity,  disgust,  and  resentment,  can 
never  enter  there."  *  *  *  "Their  joy  is 
superior  to  the  wanton  levity  of  mirth;  it  is 
calm,  silent,  and  solemn;  it  is  the  sublime  frui- 
tion of  truth  and  virtue."  *  *  *  "They 
have  all  the  gladness  that  is  inspired  by  wine, 
without  either  the  tumult  or  the  folly." 

The  true  greatness  of  Fenelon  lies  in  his  deep 
sympathy  and  his  love  of  innocence  and  sim- 
plicity. What  a  depth  of  sympathy  there  is  in 
the  following  quotation!  "But  he  did  not  con- 
tent himself  with  deploring  the  evils  of  war;  he 
endeavored  to  mitigate  them.  He  went  himself 
from  tent  to  tent,  affording  to  the  sick  and 
dying  such  assistance  and  comfort  as  they  could 
receive;  he  distributed  among  them  not  only 
miedicine,  but  money;  he  soothed  and  consoled 
them  by  expressions  of  tenderness  and  friend- 
ship, and  sent  others  on  the  same  errand  to  those 
whom  he  could  not  visit  himself."  There  are 
two  kinds  of  sympathy  that  we  experience  in 
this  life;  one  we  get  from  those  who  stand  out- 
side and  look;  but  the  genuine  sym.pathy  is 
shown  by  those  who  come  into  our  suffering, 
and  suffer  with  us.  The  latter  is  Fenelon's  mode 
of  sympathizing.  "My  sufferings  have  been 
more  than  another  could  endure;  but  I  was 
instructed  by  necessity,  and  she  teaches  what 
otherwise  could  not  be  known.  Those  who  are 
without  suffering  are  without  knowledge."  Sym- 
pathy with  youth  is  the  sign  of  a  great  soul. 
Too  often  we  find  those  who  have  passed  the 
youthful  age  losing  entire  sight  of  its  perils,  its 
trials,  and  its  problems.  Fenelon  knew  that 
there  were  moments  in  which  the  youthful  heart 
saw  only  a  dark  and  dismal  future,  and  that 
the  situation  was  a  real  one.  "How  wretched 
a  period  of  life  is  youth!  Wherefore  did  the 
gods,  who  cruelly  sport  with  the  calamities  of 
men,  ordain  them  to  pass  through  that  state 
which  is  divided  between  the  sports  of  folly  and 
the  agonies  of  desire?  Why  is  not  my  head 
already  hoary,  and  why  do  not  my  steps  falter 
on  the  brink  of  the  grave?  Why  am  I  not  like 
Laertes,  whose  son  is  my  father?    Death  itself 


would  be  sweeter  than  the  shameful  weakness  of 
which  I  am  now  conscious." 

The  scene  picturing  the  flocks  of  Admetis 
shows  the  simplicity  and  innocence  that  Fene- 
lon loved.  "The  pipes  of  the  shepherds  now 
rendered  them  more  happy  than  kings;  and 
those  uncorrupted  pleasures,  which  fly  from  the 
palace,  were  invited  to  the  cottage.  The  shep- 
herdesses were  followed  by  the  Sports,  the 
Smiles,  the  Graces;  and  adorned  by  simplicity 
and  innocence.  Every  day  was  devoted  to  joy; 
and  nothing  was  to  be  heard  but  the  chirping 
of  birds,  the  whispers  of  the  zephyrs  that  sported 
among  the  branches  of  the  trees,  the  murmurs 
of  water  falling  from  a  rock  or  the  songs  with 
which  the  muses 'inspired  the  shepherds  who  fol- 
lowed Apollo.  The  gods  themselves  became  jeal- 
ous of  their  happiness;  they  now  thought  the 
obscurity  of  a  shepherd  better  than  the  splendor 
of  a  deity,  and  recalled  Apollo  to  Olympus." 
In  the  "Golden  Age"  the  author  pictures  to  us 
a  country  so  blessed  that  there  was  a  perpetual 
spring  and  autumn  and  a  double  harvest. 
"This  country  also  contains  many  mines  of  gold 
and  silver;  but  the  inhabitants,  happy  in  their 
simplicity,  disdain  to  count  silver  and  gold 
among  their  riches,  and  value  that  only  which 
contributes  to  supply  the  real  and  natural  wants 
of  mankind." 

Let  us  now  look  at  Fenelon,  the  constructive 
artist.  The  examples  given  are  selected  from 
an  inexhaustible  source,  and  must  not  be  looked 
upon  as  solitary.  The  following  sentence  illus- 
trates a  clever  unity.  "Leave  me  again  to  the 
billows  and  the  rocks.  Let  me  be  dashed  to 
pieces  and  swallowed  up  in  the  deep;  but  pre-' 
serve  my  son!"  The  subtle  scale  is  again  and 
again  employed  by  our  author.  Here  are  three 
beautiful  examples. 

"As  a  flower  that  blooms  in  the  morning,  fills 
the  air  with  fragrance,  and  then  gradually  fades 
at  the  approach  of  night,  loses  the  vivid  bright- 
ness of  its  colors,  droops,  withers  and  at  length 
falls  with  its  own  weight,  so  the  son  of  Ulysses 
was  sinking  insensibly  into  the  grave."  Again, 
when  Arcesius  in  Elysium  speaks  to  Telemachus, 
"Thus  transitory  is  man  like  a  flower  that 
blooms  in  the  morning,  and  in  the  evening  is 


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withered  and  trodden  under  foot,  but  we  must 
note  that  it  is  in  the  morning  that  it  blows;  it 
enjoys  its  short  life  for  a  day,  and  in  the  even- 
ing meets  its  fate — it  is  trodden  under  foot." 

"It  was  like  an  emanation  of  truth  and  wis- 
dom, that  like  a  subtle  flame  pervaded  the  most 
secret  recesses  of  his  soul ;  it  moved  and  warmed 
him  at  once,  and  he  felt  his  heart,  as  it  were, 
dissolved  by  a  divine  energy  not  to  be  expressed, 
by  something  that  exhausted  the  fountain  of 
life." 

Nor  is  Fenelon's  work  without  dramatic 
power.  The  combat  between  Telemachus  and 
the  lion  is  very  strong.  Strength  is  derived  from 
the  arrangement  of  words,  and  the  situation  is 
brought  vividly  before  the  mind  by  the  figures 
used.  "Three  times  I  threw  him,  and  he  arose 
three  times,  roaring  so  loud  that  the  utmost 
recesses  of  the  fores^  echoed."  Many  of  the 
dramatic  parts  are  made  doubly  impressive  by 
thematic  repetition  and  apostrophe.  Thus,  "I 
quit  these  scenes,  and  stay  only  to  bid  them 
farewell.  Farewell,  my  grotto!  Ye  nymphs 
that  haunt  these  dewy  fields,  farewell !  I  shall 
bear  the  sullen  sound  of  these  inexorable  waves 
no  more.  Farewell,  ye  cliffs,  where  I  have  shiv- 
ered in  the  tempest  and  been  drenched  in  the 
rain!  Farewell,  ye  rocks,  whose  echoes  have  so 
often  repeated  my  complaints!  Farewell,  ye 
sweet  fountains,  which  my  sufferings  embittered 
to  me!  and  thou  uncultivated  soil,  farewell!  I 
leave  you;  but  to  my  departure  be  propitious 
since  I  follow  the  voice  of  friendship  and  the 
gods!" 

.'J 

In  its  very  aspect,  Fenelon  understood  the 
problem  of  life,  and  gave  a  solution.  The  mod- 
ern specimen  of  fashionable,  masculine  woman- 
hood might  well  blush  in  the  presence  of  F'ene- 
lon's  Antiope.  "Antiope  is  all  gentleness,  pru- 
dence, and  simplicity;  her  hands  do  not  despise 
labor;  she  looks  forward  with  a  provident  fore- 
cast; she  provides  for  contingencies;  she 
dispatches  pressing  affairs  with  silent  expedition ; 
she  is  always  busy,  but  never  confused,  for 
everything  is  referred  to  its  proper  time  and 
place.  The  elegant  regularity  of  her  father's 
household  is  her  glory — a  nobler  distinction  than 
youth  and  beauty. 


The  depth  of  a  mutual  and  sincere  friendship 
is  seen  in  that  existing  between  Telemachus  and 
Philoctetes.  The  great  charm  about  it  is  that 
it  is  an  earned  friendship,  for,  at  first,  Tele- 
machus was  repulsed  by  Philoctetes.  Fenelon 
understood  and  sympathized  with  a  true  friend- 
ship. "But  could  the  sacred  ties  of  friendship 
be  forgotten?  Could  I  attempt  the  life  of  Philoc- 
tetes? My  love  for  him  can  cease  only  with 
my  life;  into  his  breast  will  I  breathe  my 
departing  spirit,  and  to  his  care  will  I  confide 
my  ashes." 

These  are  some  particular  aspects  of  life. 
Now  we  want  a  more  general  norm.  Fenelon 
comes  to  our  aid  again.  He  shows  just  how  far 
our  pursuit  of  glory  may  go  and  be  lawful.  If 
the  following  passage  could  be  applied  in  all  its 
details  to  life,  our  earth  would  be  a  modern 
Utopia;  yet  the  virtues  enumerated  are  not  too 
high  for  any  one  and  all  necessary. 

"Be  careful,  my  son,  to  avoid  precipitation 
even  in  the  pursuit  of  glory;  for  glory  is  to  be 
acquired  only  by  waiting  in  patient  tranquillity 
for  the  moment  of  advantage.  Virtue  is  more 
revered  in  proportion  as  she  appears  to  be  quiet, 
placid,  and  unassuming.  As  the  necessity  of 
exposing  yourself  to  danger  increases,  so  should 
your  expedients,  your  foresight,  and  your  cour- 
age. Remember,  also,  to  avoid  whatever  may 
draw  upon  you  the  envy  of  your  associates,  and 
never  let  the  success  of  another  excite  envy  in 
you.  Give  praise  liberally  for  whatever  shall 
merit  praise,  but  never  praise  indiscriminately; 
display  the  good  with  pleasure,  hide  the  bad, 
and  let  it  not  be  remembered  but  with  com- 
passion. 

"Never  decide  in  the  presence  of  old  com- 
manders, who  have  all  the  experience  that  you 
want;  hear  their  opinion  with  deference,  con- 
sult them,  solicit  the  assistance  of  the  most  skil- 
ful, and  never  be  ashamed  to  attribute  your  best 
actions  to  their  counsel.  Lastly,  never  listen  to 
any  discourse  which  tends  to  make  you  jealous 
or  mistrustful  of  other  chiefs.  Speak  your  mind 
to  them  with  confidence  and  ingenuity.  If  you 
think  their  behavior  to  you  has  been  exceptional, 
open  your  heart  at  once,  and  tell  them  why  you 
tliink  so.     *     *     *     If  their  insensibility  is  so 


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gross  that  the  rectitude  of  th's  behavior  is  lost 
upon  th  m,  ^  ou  will  at  least  have  gained  an 
experimental  knowledge  of  what  miy  be  ex- 
pected from  them;  you  will  order  matters  so 
that  you  will  have  no  more  contest  with  them 
during  the  war,  and  you  will  have  nothing  to 
reproach  yourself  with  on  their  account.  But 
above  all  be  careful  never  to  drop  the  least  hint 
of  your  displeasure  before  the  sycophants  who 
are  ever  busy  to  sow  jealousy  and  division." 
In  fine,  we  would  say  that  Fenelon  is  a  mas- 


ter not  only  of  style,  in  which  he  joins  a  sweet 
simplicity  with  a  noble  elegance,  but  also,  of 
what  is  more  important — life  and  ideas.  A 
depth  of  thought  and  profound  experience  is 
clothed  in  a  beautiful  garment  of  language. 
The  language  is  an  instrument  for  the  correct 
expression  of  the  thought.  The  pen  that  com- 
posed so  deep  and  charming  a  work  as  Tele- 
machus  must  have  been  guided  by  a  soul  at  once 
beautiful  and  full  of  love  and  sympathy  for  fallen 
humanity. 


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Moonlight  at  Plattsburg 

'Tis  night,  and  on  the  placid  lake 

The  gentle  moonlight  gleams. 

The  while  I  rest  upon  the  shore, 

And  still  my  sad  heart  seems 

To  see  naught  in  this  bright  scene  save 

A  background  for  my  dreams. 

The  wavelets  murmur  on  the  beach, 
The  fragrant  night-breeze  whines, 
And  like  a  maiden' s  sigh  I  hear 
The  rustle  of  the  pines; 
And  over  all  the  gorgeous  moon 
In  golden  splendor  shines. 

The  stars  are  cold  and  blue  and  clear. 
And  fairies  seem  to  play 
Upon  the  waves  and  'midst  the  rocks 
Where  vagrant  moonbeams  stray; 
But  I  can  only  dream  and  sigh; 
My  heart  is  far  away. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


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October,  1918 


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WITH  the  establishment  of  the  Student 
Army  Training  Corps,  Villanova  be- 
comes a  definite  part  of  the  organiza- 
tion developed  by  the  United  States  Govern- 
ment for  the  winning  of  the  war.  Her  co-opera- 
tion in  this  great  purpose  is  now  direct  and  all 
her  resources,  energy  and  equipment  from  now 
on  will  be  devoted  to  this  one  end.  Hitherto 
she  has  sought  to  instill  into  the  hearts  of  her 
students  the  lessons  of  loyalty  and  of  self- 
sacrificing  obedience  in  the  cause  of  patriotism. 
Henceforth  she  will  assist  not  alone  in  the  forma- 
tion of  character  but  in  the  development  as  well 
of  that  practical  knowledge  and  training  which 
fs  necessary  for  successful  soldiers.     With  her 


noble  traditions  of  loyalty  behind  her  and  the 
consciousness  of  having  answered  every  call  of 
duty  in  the  cause  of  her  country  and  of  having 
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to  every  measure  of  the  Government  during  the 
seventy-five  years  of  her  existence,  Villanova 
can  be  relied  upon,  as  she  enters  into  this  new 
phase  of  her  existence,  to  play  the  part  assigned 
to  her  with  fidelity,  loyalty,  and  efficiency.  The 
enthusiasm  shown  by  her  Faculty,  students  and 
alumni  well  indicates  the  sincerity  of  her  pur- 
pose, and  the  splendid  equipment  and  educa- 
tional facilities  she  possesses  furnish  a  guaran- 
tee of  successful  endeavor  as  a  Student  Army 
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CLASSES  were  resumed  in  the  Classical 
and  Academical  Departments  on  Sep- 
tember the  18th.  The  S.  A.  T.  C. 
classes  opened  on  the  22nd, though  induction  did 
not  take  place  until  the  first  of  the  month. 

Changes 

The  old  students  on  their  arrival  at  College 
missed  their  former  Prefect  of  Studies,  Father 
O'Neill.  He  had  been  for  a  long  time  a  teacher 
and  friend  of  the  boys.  In  his  new  work  as  a 
member  of  the  Augustinian  Mission  Band  we 
wish  him  great  success. 

The  loss  of  Father  O'Neill  as  Prefect  of 
Studies  is  recompensed  for  by  the  presence  of 
Father  F.  A.  Driscoll  in  that  position.  Father 
Harris  has  succeeded  Father  Driscoll  as  Prefect 
of  Discipline. 

Father  Fagan,  formerly  stationed  at  St.  Rita's 
College,  Chicago,  111.,  has  returned  to  Villanova 
as  a  member  of  the  Faculty.  Besides  teaching 
other  subjects  he  will  assist  Father  Fahey  in 
conducting  the  Course  in  War  Issues  in  the 
S.  A.  T.  C. 

We  are  pleased  to  note,  on  our  Faculty,  the 
presence  of  Prof.  Slavin  and  Prof.  Braun,  two 
engineering  professors.  They  have  our  entire 
confidence  and  good  wishes  as  they  are  our  own 
graduates. 

The  course  in  Military  French  is  being  con- 
ducted by  Professor  Paul  Caty,  a  veteran  of  the 
French  Foreign  Legion  and  Canadian  E.  P. 
Professor  Caty  is  exceptionally  well  qualified  to 
do  this  work  as  he  has  had  actual  experience  in 
the  trenches  for  the  past  two  years. 

Professor  Conway,  of  Chestnut  Hill,  has  also 
been  added  to  the  Faculty.  His  long  experience 
in  radio  work  assures  us  of  his  success  in  the 
engineering  school. 


Summer  School 
For  the  first  time  in  her  history  Villanova 
conducted  summer  courses  at  the  College. 
Courses  were  given  in  Philosophy,  Sociology, 
Literature,  Physics,  Chemistry,  Biology,  Exper- 
imental Psychology,  Algebra,  Geometry,  Me- 
chanics, Analytics,  German,  Latin,  and  Trigo- 
nometry. Classes  opened  on  July  1st  and  were 
brought  to  a  close  on  August  8th.  Great  enthu- 
siasm was  manifested  by  both  teachers  and  stu- 
dents and  the  school  was  a  great  success. 

Plattsburg 
Villanova  was  among  the  first  colleges  to  send 
her  quota  of  men  to  the  training  camp  at  Platts- 
burg. Professor  Charles  A.  McGeehan  repre- 
sented the  faculty  at  the  camp.  The  students 
who  attended  were  Francis  A.  Murphy,  who 
completed  the  course  of  training  successfully 
and,  declining  a  commission,  was  sent  back  to 
Villanova  as  an  instructor.  He  qualifi,ed  "good" 
in  machine-gun  work.  Edward  Diggles  received 
his  commission  as  second  lieutenant  in  the 
infantry  and  has  been  assigned  to  Camp  Grant, 
111.  James  F.  Murray  also  was  commissioned 
and  is  now  instructing  at  Williams  College. 
Joseph  McCarthy  and  Harold  Blanchfield,  both 
second  lieutenants,  have  gone  to  Camp  Grant, 
III.  Charles  J.  McCarthy  is  second  lieutenant 
in  the  infantry  and  instructor  at  Cornell, 
Ithaca,  N.  Y.  William  McBride,  second  lieu- 
tenant, has  been  assigned  to  Clarkson  Technical 
School,  Potsdam,  N.  Y.  Leo  Brennan,  second 
lieutenant  in  infantry,  is  at  the  New  York  Uni- 
versity. Joseph  Ford  is  second  lieutenant  in 
infantry  and  has  been  assigned  to  New  York 
Homeopathic  College.  Alfred  Kane,  Roriiolo 
Talone,  Joseph  Gillespie,  and  Harold  J.  Wiegand 


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have  returned  to  Villanova  as  instructors,  and 
recommended  for  the  O.  T.  C.  FeHx  Maguire  was 
recommended  for  second  heutenant  in  infantry 
but  decHned  in  order  to  pursue  his  engineering 
course  at  Villanova.  He  is  recommended  as 
instuctor  in  the  infantry.  David  Farley  was 
sent  from  Plattsburg  to  the  Small  Arms  Firing 
School  at  Camp  Perry,  Ohio,  and  has  been 
recommended  as  an  instructor  at  Villanova. 

Fourth  Liberty  Loan 
Villanova  went  over  the  top  with  the  Fourth 
Liberty  Loan.  The  students  of  the  S.  A.  T.  C. 
demonstrated  by  their  subscriptions  that  they 
were  willing  to  co-operate  in  every  possible  way 
with  the  Government  in  its  efforts  to  bring  about 
a  victorious  peace.  The  response  which  greeted 
the  stirring  addresses  of  Father  Dean  and  Lieu- 
tenant Brown  delivered  to  the  students  on  the 
drill  grounds  October  19,  1918,  was  gratifying 
to  the  officials  of  the  College  and  to  Commanding 
Ofhcer,  Lieutenant  A.  B.  Scott.  It  indicated 
that  the  boys  had  caught  the  right  spirit.  Over 
5i>16,500  in  subscriptions  was  received,  every  boy 
in  the  unit  subscribing  to  at  least  one  bond. 

Chemical  Laboratory  Foundation 
In  the  midst  of  the  Diamond  Jubilee  festivi- 
ties, it  was  intended  to  announce  a  donation  of 
five  thousand  dollars  for  Chemical  Laboratory 
equipment,  made  by  Mr.  Maurice  J.  Curran  of 
Andover,  Mass.  The  unavoidable  haste  of  Vice- 
President  Thomas  R.  Marshall  and  party,  due 
to  train  delay  in  arriving,  upset  the  scheduled 
program  and  the  matter  was  unintentionally 
overlooked. 

The  President  and  Faculty  now  take  pleasure 
in  announcing  the  gift  of  Mr.  Curran,  which 
was  made  through  the  Very  Reverend  Charles 
M.  Driscoll,  O.  S.  A.,  and  which  will  be  used 
solely  for  the  purpose  of  equipping  the  Maurice 
J.  Curran  Chemical  Laboratory.  To  Mr.  Cur- 
ran and  his  family,  we  hereby  express  our  grati- 
tude and  we  beg  to  assure  them  of  our  prayers 
and  heartiest  good  wishes. 

The  Epidemic 
Our  progress  at  Villanova  was  impeded  be- 
cause of  the  outbreak  of  the  influenza  epidemic. 
Because  of  the  care  and  tact  with  which  the 


situation  was  conducted,  we  suffered  less  than 
most  of  the  colleges  and  camps.  In  all  there 
were  173  cases;  three  of  the  men  who  fell  vic- 
tims to  the  disease  in  our  midst  died.  There 
was  one  death  due  to  previous  illness.  One 
Tolentine  boy  died  after  leaving  the  Academy. 

During  the  siege  nine  trained  nurses  were 
employed.  To  their  self-sacrificing  efforts  much 
gratitude  is  due.  The  Sisters  of  St.  Joseph  and 
the  Red  Cross  also  deserve  credit  for  their  kind- 
ness in  service  and  supplies.  Neither  should  we 
forget  the  doctors  who  contributed  so  gener- 
ously to  the  alleviation  of  our  troubles. 

While  death  has  dealt  us  severe  blows  among 
our  Alumni,  the  deaths  at  Villanova  have  struck 
deepest. 

Edward  J.  McElwee 

On  September  26th,  1918,  Edward  McElwee 
died  in  Bryn  -Mawr  Hospital  of  pneumonia,  after 
all  possible  human  skill  had  been  used  to  save 
him.  We  knew  him,  not  so  much  from  long 
acquaintance  as  from  the  nobility  of  his  pur- 
pose. He  came  to  us  with  the  spirit  of  a  soldier. 
Already  disease  had  taken  hold  on  his  body, 
but  his  will  was  strong  and  courageous.  He 
gave  what  he  had  to  his  country  and  surely  God 
has  accepted  his  sacrifice.  To  those  who  are 
left  behind  to  mourn  his  loss,  the  Villanovan 
extends  its  heartfelt  sympathy. 

Gilbert  Klunk 

On  Thursday,  October  10,  1918,  Gilbert 
Klunk  of  the  Class  of  '22,  passed  away.  Only  a 
few  weeks  of  his  novitiate  for  the  Augustinians 
had  passed  when  he  was  called  away.  While 
mourning  his  loss,  Villanova  and  all  her  sons 
rejoice  that  he  persevered  a  Christian  exemplary 
religious;  that  he  died  when  the  sound  of  the 
vows  of  self-abnegation  had  scarcely  died  away; 
and  that  Villanova  has  one  more  to  plead  for 
her  in  the  Great  Beyond. 

John  Dorgan,  '20 

John  Dorgan,  O.  S.  A.,  of  the  Class  of  '20, 
died  on  Friday,  October  11,  1918.  His  class- 
mates and  companions  mourn  the  loss  of  a 
genuine,  loyal  friend;  his  dear  ones  will  miss 
their  devoted  boy;  and  Villanova  is  sad  in  the 
loss  of  a  whole-souled,  generous  worker. 


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Rev.  Albert  W.  Starr,  O.  S.  A.,  '16 
On  Tuesday,  October  15,  1918,  one  who  had 
spent  ten  years  at  Villanova  answered  the  sum- 
mons of  death.  Rev.  Albert  Starr,  a  deacon,  and 
a  member  of  the  Class  of  '16,  died  just  as  he 
had  lived — quietly  and  peacefully  and  piously. 
Years  of  close  association  had  endeared  him  to 
all  at  Villanova.  He  had  almost  reached  the 
goal  of  his  ambition — the  Holy  Priesthood. 
Villanova  laments  the  loss  of  her  loyal  son.  The 
students  have  lost  a  sterling  friend,  a  loving, 
sympathetic  companion. 

To  all  the  relatives  of  these  Villanova  men, 
the  ViLLANOVAN  extends  condolence.  May  they 
rest  in  peace! 

Provincial  Chapter 
The  11th  Provincial  Chapter  was  held  at 
Villanova  from  June  17th  to  the  22nd.  Rev. 
F.  E.  Tourscher,  D.D.,  O.  S.  A.,  presided.  V. 
Rev.  Charles  M.  Driscoll,  O.  S.  A.,  who  had 
become  Provincial  on  the  death  of  V.  Rev.  N.  J. 
Murphy,  O.  S.  A.,  resigned  and  was  succeeded 
by  V.  Rev.  N.  J.  Vasey,  Rector  of  the  Church 
of  Our  Mother  of  Consolation,  Chestnut  Hill, 
Pa.  Father  Vasey's  name  has  long  been  linked 
with  Villanova's  progress.  In  his  years  at  the 
College,  he  was  successively  Vice-President,  Rec- 
tor of  St.  Rita's  Hall,  and  Procurator  and  Treas- 
urer. The  ViLLANOVAN  extends  best  wishes  for 
success  to  Father  Vasey  in  his  many  weighty 
duties. 


The  Definitors  chosen  at  the  Chapter  were 
Rev.  Francis  Driscoll,  Rev.  Cornelius  Ford,  Rev, 
Edward  Murtaugh,  Rev.  Michael  Murphy,  Rev. 
John  Meaney,  Rev.  James  Hasson. 

Among  the  new  assignments  made  we  note 
the  following:  Socius- Provincial,  Rev.  Joseph 
A.  Hickey,  J.C.D.,  O.  S.  A.;  Rev.  John  Reg- 
nery,  O.  S.  A.,  Rector  of  Missions;  Rev.  Michael 
A.  Ryan,  O.  S.  A.,  Church  of  Our  Mother  of 
Good  Counsel,  Staten  Island,  N.  Y.;  Rev.  F. 
F.  Commins,  St.  Denis',  Ardmore,  Pa.;  Rev. 
William  J.  Reilley,  O.  S.  A.,  President  of  Augus- 
tinian  Academy,  Staten  Island,  N.  Y.;  Rev. 
John  Nugent,  0.  S.  A.,  St.  Augustine's,  Andover, 
Mass.;  Rev.  Francis  Riordon,  O.  S.  A.,  St. 
Laurence's,  Lawrence,  Mass.;  Rev.  H.  Reagan, 
O.  S.  A.,  St.  Patrick's,  Cambridge,  N.  Y.;  Rev. 
D.  Leonard,  O.  S.  A.,  Prior  of  St.  Mary's,  Law- 
rence, Mass.;  Rev.  P.  Lynch,  O.  S.  A.,  Prior  of 
Our  Mother  of  Consolation,  Chestnut  Hill;  Rev. 
William  Donovan,  O.  S.  A.,  St.  John's  Church, 
Schagticoke,  N.  Y. ;  Rev.  D.  O'Sullivan,  St. 
Mary's,  Waterford,  N.  Y.;  Rev.  A.  J.  Vala- 
quette,  St.  Paul's,  Mechanicville,  N.  Y.;  Rev. 
William  Egan,  O.  S.  A.,  Prior  of  St.  Rita's,  Chi- 
cago, 111.;  Rev.  Patrick  Kehoe,  O.  S.  A.,  Master 
of  Novices  and  Professed;  Rev.  Denis  J.  Kav- 
anaugh,  O.  S.  A.,  Rector  of  St.  Rita's  Hall; 
Rev.  F.  A.  Driscoll,  O.  S.  A.,  Prefect  of  Studies, 
Villanova  College;  Rev.  John  Harris,  O.  S.  A., 
Prefect  of   Discipline,  Villanova  College. 


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Weddings 

A  PRETTY  military  wedding  took  place  at 
Allentown  on  July  26th,  when  Sergeant 
Michael  J.  Dougherty,  ex-' 17,  was  mar- 
ried to  Miss  Mae  Ferry,  The  ceremony  took 
place  in  the  parish  church  of  the  bride,  the 
Immaculate  Conception.  It  was  followed  by  a 
nuptial  mass.  Sergeant  Dougherty  is  now  in 
action  in  France  with  the  311th  Field  Artillery. 
To  the  happy  couple  the  Villanovan  extends 
its  hearty  felicitations. 

A  note  from  the  Sunny  South  brings  the  news 
of  the  marriage  of  Lieutenant  Bernard  Villars 
Haberer,  ex-' 15,  to  Miss  Pauline  Weaver  of 
Louisville,  Ky.  The  marriage  took  place  oh 
September  13,  1918.  Chaplain  Rev.  Francis 
Barrett,  O.  S.  A.,  of  Villanova,  officiated.  The 
bride  and  groom  have  the  best  wishes  of  the 
Villanovan. 

At  Petersburg,  Va.,  on  Tuesday,  June  25th, 
Lieutenant  James  Leonard  Hogan,  formerly  a 
student  at  Villanova,  was  married  to  Miss  Olive 
Evelyn  Hamel.  The  Villanovan  extends  its 
congratulations. 

Lieutenant  Joseph  Curley,  '13,  was  married 
to  Miss  Pearl  Wade  on  August  18,  1918,  at  Bal- 
timore, Md.  Congratulations  of  the  Villa- 
novan ! 

Ordinations 

On  Sunday,  September  1st,  in  St.  Patrick's 
Cathedral,   New  York,   Revs.   Joseph   M.   Sut- 


liff  and  Sylvester  J.  Welsh,  both  of  the  Class  of 
'15,  were  ordained  to  the  Holy  Priesthood.  The 
young  priests  celebrated  their  first  Solemn 
Masses  on  the  following  Sunday.  At  Father 
Sutliff 's  mass,  the  sermon  was  delivered  by  Rev. 
Matthew  J.  Corcoran,  O.  S.  A.,  former  Vice- 
President  of  our  College.  To  the  new  priests 
the  Villanovan  extends  its  most  cordial  "Ad 
Multos  Annos." 

Deaths 

Patrick  Kelly,  of  the  Class  of  '11,  passed  away 
at  his  home  on  Staten  Island,  on  September  18, 
1918.  The  funeral  was  held  on  September  23rd, 
in  the  Blessed  Sacrament  Church.  Father 
Dohan  celebrated  the  Mass.  Father  Reilley 
was  deacon.  Father  O'Neill  sub-deacon  and 
Father  Fagan,  master  of  ceremonies.  Pat  was 
for  many  years  a  student  at  V^illanova.  He  was 
a  great  favorite  with  the  members  of  the  fac- 
ulty and  the  student  body.  His  manly  charac- 
ter and  bright,  energetic  disposition  endeared 
him  to  all.  As  a  member  of  the  varsity  football 
and  baseball  teams  he  brought  much  credit  to 
Alma  Mater.  To  his  wife  and  his  family  the 
Villanovan  extends  its  heartfelt  sympathy. 

The  casualty  list  issued  on  July  27th  by  Gen- 
eral Pershing  contains  the  name  of  John  W. 
Crane  of  Pottsville.  He  was  a  former  student  of 
Villanova,  and  the  first  to  give  the  supreme 
pledge  of  devotion  to  the  Stars  and  Stripes. 
While  regretting  the  loss  of  our  alumnus,  we 
rejoice  that  he  gave  his  life  in  so  noble  a  cause. 
The  Villanovan  extends  its  sincere  sympathy 
to  the  bereaved  father  and  mother  and  family. 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


Rev.  Edward  J.  Bresnahan,  formerly  a  stu- 
dent at  Villanova,  died  at  his  home  in  Water- 
vhet  on  Sunday,  August  18th.  Many  of  the 
Augustinians,  including  a  large  number  of  the 
College  Faculty,  were  present  at  the  funeral. 
The  ViLLANOVAN  extends  its  sympathy  to 
Father  Bresnahan's  family  and  friends. 

Robert  J.  O'Brien,  of  the  Class  of  '12, 
died  in  Scranton,  in  July  1918,  of  heart 
disease.  Ke  was  twenty-seven  years  old.  As 
assistant  to  U.  S.  District  Attorney  of  the  Mid- 
dle Pennsylvania  District,  he  did  credit  to  Villa- 
nova.  To  his  family  the  Villanovan  extends 
condolence. 

Rev.  Daniel  Fogart}',  O.  S.  A.,  died  on  Octo- 
ber 18th,  at  Andover,  Mass.,  where  he  was  sta- 
tioned. Father  Fogarty  was  formerly  a  pro- 
fessor at  Villanova. 

Father  Scalebrella,  O.  S.  A.,  fell  a  victim  to 
the  influenza  and  died  on  October  14,  1918.  He 
was  engaged  in  parish  work  at  Mechanicsville, 
N.  Y. 

The  deaths  of  two  other  Villanova  men  have 
come  to  our  notice.  Rev.  Louis  Dressel  of  Chi- 
cago and  Leo  Laverty  of  Philadelphia  died 
recently  of  the  influenza.  Dr.  Higgins  of  Mc- 
Adoo  has  also  passed  away.  May  they  rest  in 
peace ! 

Bishop  Currier  died  on  Monday,  Sept.  23,  '18. 
He  was  an  alumnus  of  Villanova.  Many  of  the 
boys  will  remember  the  impressive  retreat  con- 
ducted by  him  at  the  College  several  years  ago. 
Bishop  Currier  was  a  native  of  St.  Thomas, 
B.  W.  L,  where  he  was  born  March  22,  1857. 
On  the  paternal  side  he  was  of  English  ances- 
try, and  of  Dutch  on  the  maternal  side.  His 
mother  was  a  convert.  He  was  educated  in  the 
Catholic  schools  of  St.  Thomas;  at  the  Redemp- 
to'"ist  Colleges  of  Reermond  and  of  Whittem, 
Holland;  Villanova  College,  Pa.,  and  was  or- 
dained a  priest  of  Amsterdam,  Holland,  on 
November  24,  1880.  He  was  a  missionary  in 
Dutch  Guiana  from  January,  1880,  to  February, 
1882;  Rcdemptorist  Missionary  to  the  United 
States  from  1882  to  1892;  entered  the  diocese  of 


Baltimore  in  1892;  was  in  the  parochial  minis- 
try from  1892  to  1897;  diocesan  missionary, 
1897-1900;  rector  of  St.  Mary's  at  Washington, 
1900-'05;  attached  to  the  Bureau  of  Catholic 
Indian  Missions  for  several  years  and  was  named 
Bishop  of  Matanzas  in  1913.  A  few  years  ago 
he  resigned  this  bishopric,  because  of  ill  health, 
and  has  since  been  living  in  Washington.  He 
was  a  scholar,  writer  and  lecturer,  the  author  of 
several  book^  and  was  a  frequent  contributor  to 
the  press  and  magazines.    May  he  rest  in  peace ! 


Honors  for  Father  Plunkett 

The  Sharon  Council  of  Defense  at  a  meeting 
again  chose  Rev.  A.  J.  Plunkett,  '96,  as  chair- 
man of  the  Liberty  Loan  Campaign.  ?Ie  had 
been  appointed  by  the  State  Chairman  but 
declined  because  he  had  already  filled  the  posi- 
tion. However,  Father  Plunkett  has  been  again 
appointed.  The  Board  feels  that  the  record  of 
our  alumnus  in  the  last  Liberty  Loan  campaign 
was  such  a  brilliant  one  that  a  change  would  be 
detrimental  to  the  work  when  need  for  work  is 
greater  than  ever. 

Jottings 

Dr.  Edward  A.  Mallon,  M.D.,  Ph.D.,'  of  the 
Class  of  '98,  and  for  many  years  attending  phy- 
sician and  professor  at  Villanova,  is  now  junior 
lieutenant  in  the  Medical  Corps  of  the  Navy. 

Lieutenant  Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  of  the  Class 
of  '18,  and  formerly  editor  of  the  Villanovan, 
recently  received  his  commission  at  Camp  Zach- 
ary  Taylor.  He  is  now  in  the  Post  Hospital 
recovering  from  a  severe  attack  of  pneumonia. 

Private  John  R.  Walkinshaw,  ex-' 19,  has  been 
severely  wounded  doing  service  at  the  front. 

A  paper  from  Elizabeth  brings  to  our  notice 
the  heroic  work  of  Sergeant  William  J.  Pierson. 
Three  times  he  has  been  to  the  front.  In  the 
face  of  Boche  machine-gun  fire,  he  crossed  an 
open  lijeld  eight  times  to  rescue  friends  of  sup- 
porting infantry.  Sergeant  Pierson  was  a  Villa- 
nova student. 


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Corporal  Richard  F.  Fogarty,  formerly  a  Villa- 
nova  student  and  a  star  football  man,  was 
recently  wounded  in  action.  He  is  now  in  the 
Post  Hospital  and  is  doing  well.  He  is  in  the 
79th  Division,  314th  Headquarter's  Company. 
Villanova  is  proud  that  her  son  who  so  valiantly 
defended  the  honor  of  the  Blue  and  White,  is 
equally  courageous  in  battling  for  the  Red, 
White  and  Blue. 


Among  the  recent  visitors  at  the  College  were 
Lieutenants  Charles  J.  McCarthy,  James  F. 
Murray,  Collier  J.  Griswold. 

Lieutenant  James  Reap,  a  former  Villanova 
star,  who  was  gassed  in  the  engagement 
at  Chateau  -  Thierry,  has  returned  to  the 
trenches. 


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Additions 

Barry,  Joseph — American  Expeditionary  Forces. 

Blanchfield,  Harold  E. — Lieutenant,  Camp 
Grant,  111. 

Bova,  Joseph — Naval  Reserve,  Cape  May,  N.  J. 

Breithaupt,  Arthur — Navy. 

Brennan,  Franics — Wireless. 

Brennan,  Leo — Lieutenant,  New  York  Univer- 
sity S.  A.  T.   C. 

Breslin,  Harry — ^Lieutenant,  Coast  Artillery. 

Bride,  William — Lieutenant,  Clarkson  Technical 

College,  Potsdam,  N.  Y. 
Coan,  John  T. — Lieutenant,  Hamilton  College, 

N.  Y. 
Coan,  Joseph  A.^ — ^Camp  Devens,  Ayer,  Mass. 
Curley,  Joseph — Captain,  Engineers. 
Delaney,  Edward  A.— Royal  Flying  Corps. 
Desch,  Bernard — U.  S.  S.  Rhode  Island. 

Diggles,  Edward  A. — Lieutenant,  Infantry,  Camp 
Grant,  111. 

Drach,  Edgar — ^Fortress  Monroe,  Va, 

Durrschmidt,  H.  C. — Lieutenant,  Engineering 
Corps,  Camp  Taylor,  Ky. 

Fogel,  James  B. — National  Army. 

Ford,  Joseph  B. — Lieutenant,  Homeopathic  Col- 
lege, New  York. 

Franklin,  — Captain. 

Gilbert,  Joseph — National  Army,  Camp  Lee, 
Petersburg,  V^, 

Gillouly,  E.  J. — Captain,  Engineers. 


Gough,  John  J. — Philadelphia  Navy  Yard, 

Griswold,   Collier  J. — Lieutenant,  Coast  Artil- 
lery, Key  West,  Fla. 
Gross,  Edward  H. — Lieutenant,  Aviation,  Tex. 
Kearns,  Thomas — Navy,  University  of  Pa. 

Kelly,  John  C. — Ofhcers'  Training  Camp,  Camp 
Hancock,  Augusta,  Ga. 

Larkin,    John — National     Army,     Camp    Lee, 
Petersburg,  Va. 

Lonergan,  William — National  Army. 

Maguire, 

Maloney,  Raymond — National  Army,  A.  E.  F. 

McCarthy,  Charles  M. — Lieutenant,  Cornell 
University,  Ithaca,  N.  Y. 

McCarthy,  Joseph  A. — Lieutenant,  Camp  Grant, 
111. 

McGeehan,  Hugh  V. — Officers'  Training  School, 
Camp  Zachary  Taylor,  Ky. 

McGreevy  Charles  M. — National  Army,  Camp 
Lee,  Petersburg,  Va. 

McLaughlin,  Martin — Marines. 
Mallon,  Edward  A.— Junior  Lieutenant,  Medi- 
cal Corps,  U.  S.  N.  R.  F. 

Moessner,  William  M. — Infantry,  Camp  Lee, 
Petersburg,  Va. 

Monaghan,  Francis — -National  Army,  Syracuse, 
N.  Y. 

Murray,  James  F. — Lieutenant,  Williams  Col- 
lege, Williamstown,  Mass. 

O'Leary,  Joseph  T. — Lieutenant,  Coast  Artil- 
lery, Fortress  Monroe,  Va. 


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Reagan,  Albert— Naval  Reserve,  Hingham  Prep  Rev.  Joseph  A.  Perkins,  O.  S.  A.,  Junior  Lieu- 
School,  tenant,  Alabama. 

Rogers,  Leo— National  Army,  Camp  Hancock,  Rev.  John  McCann, 

Augusta,  Ga.  Rev.  James  McDonald,  O.  S.  A., 

Sheehan,  Lewis  J.— Lieutenant,  Camp  Hancock,  Rev.  Francis  P.  Quinn,  O.  S.  A.,  Camp  Zachary 


Augusta,  Ga 
Smith,  Joseph  A.— Lieutenant,  Aviation. 
Stinziano,  Henry — National  Army. 
Thomas,  William — Radio  School. 
Sherer,  Harry — -Lieutenant,  Navy. 
Wilson,  George — Aviation,  Pittsburg,  Pa. 
Williams,   R.   J.— Lieutenant,   R.   D.    C,   Base 

Hospital,  Camp  Meade,  Md. 

Chaplains 

Rev.  Charles  J.   Baker,   O.   S.   A.,   28th   U.   S. 
Engineers,  A.  E.  F. 


Taylor,  Ky. 
Rev.  Mortimer  Sullivan,  O.  S.  A. 

Corrections 

Coar,  Stanley  F. — Major,  Infantry. 

Ewing,  Febiger — Lieutenant,  A.  E.  F. 

McCalley,   C.  Aloysius— Lieutenant,   Aviation, 
111, 

McCullian,    Edward  V.— Transferred   to   Engi- 
neers, Camp  Lee,  Va. 

Pv^cGuckin,    Charles    H.— Ensign,    Washington, 
D.  C. 


Tf^.r   Jr.u     n  n         7  u        ^     ^       r^         ^f^urray,  Frank— Detailed  from  Naval  Reserve, 

Rev.  John  Byrne,  Camp  Zachary  Taylor,  Ky.     ^   Cape  May,  N.  J.,  to  Villanova  S.  A.  T  C 

Rev.  Eugene  B.  Carroll,  O'Brien,   Paul  A.-Lieutenant,   Camp  Zachary 

Rev.  A.    O.   Dodge,   O.   S.  A.,    Camp   Devens,  Taylor,  Ky. 

Ayer,  Mass.  Quigley,  Edward— Detailed  from  Naval  Reserve 

Rev.  Clement  Flynn,  Cape  May,  N.  J.,  to  Villanova. 

Rev.  John  Lorenz,  Thornton,  John— Transferred  to  Marines,  Phila. 


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A  FEW  weeks  ago,  college  football  seemed 
to  be  a  thing  of  the  past.  All  of  us  busy 
with  weightier  problems  were  willing  to 
forego  the  pleasure  of  activity  along  these  lines. 
After  much  deliberation,  however,  seeing  the 
advantage  that  would  accrue  from  a  moderate 
activity  in  football,  the  Government  has  decided 
to  have  representative  teams  in  the  many 
colleges  having  S.  A.  T.  C.  units. 

Villanova,  true  to  her  old  standards,  is  doing 
all  in  her  power  to  comply  with  the  wishes  of 
government  officials.  Were  we  to  start  with 
a  foundation  of  old  material  there  would  be 
little  difficulty  in  building  up  a  fast  machine, 
but  we  feel  proud  to  say  that  every  man  of  last 
year's  squad  is  now  in  the  service  of  our  Country. 

The  difficulty  of  rounding  out  a  team  is  nota- 
bly lessened  by  the  able  management  of  Pro- 
fessor Charles  A.  McGeehan  and  the  scientific 
coaching  of  Mr.  Thomas  Reap.  Mr.  Reap's 
experience  in  football,  his  four  years  of  work  on 
the  Villanova  team,  his  coaching  success  with 
our  team  last  year  and  with  Dickinson  the  pre- 
vious   year    have    gained    for    him    the    entire 


confidence  of  the  faculty  and  of  the  student 
body. 

The  team  is  light,  perhaps  the  lightest  that 
ever  represented  the  College.  Yet  judging  from 
their  splendid  exhibition  against  St.  Joseph's, 
we  have  the  greatest  hopes  for  a  very  successful 
season. 

St.  Joseph's  was  the  only  game  played  during 
October,  but  November  will  find  the  team  bat- 
tling every  Saturday  and  also  Thanksgiving 
Day.  The  strong  Muhlenberg  aggregation, 
which  defeated  Lafayette  so  easily,  will  be  the 
first.  Then  in  succession  come  Bucknell,  St. 
Joseph's,  probably  Lafayette,  and  Catholic 
University. 

The  St.  Joseph's  game  will  be  played  under 
the  auspices  of  the  Knights  of  Columbus,  for 
the  benefit  of  the  various  War  Charities. 

We  trust  that  our  alumni  and  friends  will 
co-operate  with  us  in  making  this  affair  a  grand 
success.  In  doing  so,  they  will  evince  not  only 
love  of  Alma  Mater  but  loyalty  and  devotion  to 
our  country. 


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The  Song  of  Strife 
{With  Apologies  to  Longfellow) 

Tell  them  not  in  mournful  numbers, 
Football  is  too  rough  a  game. 

You  can  talk  from  now  till  doom^s-day 
But  they'll  play  it  just  the  same. 

The  game  is  real!     The  game  is  earnest! 

We  must  fight  as  best  we  can, 
Down  thou  art  and  down  thou  stayest 

Is  not  for  the  football  man. 

All  advancement  and  no  losses 
Is  our  destined  end  and  way, 

And  to  fight  that  each  new  line-up 
Finds  us  farther  on  our  way. 

The  field  is  long  and  time  is  fleeting 
But  the  backs  with  heart  and  soul 

Still  a  merry  march  are  beating 
Onward,  onward  to  the  goal. 

Lives  of  football  men  remind  us 
We  can  write  our  names  in  blood, 

A  nd  departing  leave  behind  us 
Half  the  tackier s  in  the  mud. 

Let  us  then  be  up  and  doing. 
With  our  hearts  on  victory  set, 

Still  achieving,  still  pursuing 
And  each  one  a  touchdown  get. 


T.  A.  Rowan. 


Guard  on  Duty— "Halt!    Who's  there?" 
Officer — "Officer,  wifeland  child,  and  poodle," 
Guard — "Advance,  officer,  to  be  recognized. 

Wife  and  child,  'mark  time.'     Poodle,  'parade 

rest'." 

Lieutenant — "Any  mail?" 
Claffey— "No!" 
Lieutenant — "No  what?" 
Claffey— "No  mail!" 

*  *         * 
All's  "Fair"  'n  "Love"  in  war. 

*  *         * 

For  the  benefit  of  Private  Horace  it  might  be 
well  to  note  that  falling  asleep  at  a  tower  switch 
is  a  court-martial  offense. 

*  *         * 

Corporal — "Publish  the  orders  of  the  day." 
Guard  (Cy) — "Allow  no  one  but  nurses  in 
uniform  to  pass  through  the  hedge." 

«  *  4c 

"  Curses  on  this  janeless,  joyless  joint! 

Who  said  that  solitude  was  blest,  was  mad. 
I  haven't  seen  a  chicken  for  a  month. 
Ah  me!  this  army  life  is  surely  sad." 

*  *        * 
Guard— "Halt!  Who's  there?" 
Lieutenant — "Nobody." 

Guard — "Advance  nobody  to  be  recognized." 


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A  lady  in  a  department  store  noticed  a  group 
of  flags  of  the  Allied  nations.  Upon  inquiry  she 
was  told  what  country  each  represented, 

"Why  are  they  grouped  together?"  she  asked. 

Clerk — "They  are  all  at  war." 

Lady — "  Are  they  at  war  today  ?  " 

Clerk— "Yes." 

Lady — "My!  but  haven't  they  a  fine  day 
for  it?" 

•H  n*  *!* 

File  closer  Waugh  has  been  studying  his 
L  D.  R.;  and,  as  a  result,  he  persists  in  eating 
at  the  Sergeants'  table. 

*  *         * 

Chu,  chin,  chow. 

*  *         * 

Guard  (to  corporal  posting  relief) — "Halt! 
Vvho's  there?" 

Corporal  of  the  Guard — -"Armed  party." 
Guard— "Advance  armed  party  to  be  recog- 
nized." 

*  *         * 

Those  who  desire  sleeping  quarters  with  bath 
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*  *         * 

"K-K-K-K.  P.,  beautiful  K.  P.,      / 
You're  the  only  j-j-j-job  that  I  abhor. 
A  nd  when  the  m-moo7i  shines  over  the  mess  hall, 
ril  be  mopping  up  the  k-k-k-kitchen  floor.'" 

*  *         * 

She — "Look,  Joe!   Mr.   Annas  just  sent  me 
this  sweet  little  puppy.    Wasn't  he  kind?" 
McDermott— "  Yes,  it's  just  like  him." 


Belles  call  a  great  many  to  10.30  Mass  on 
Sundays. 

*  *  4: 

There  was  a  "clothes"  call  for  the  new  stu- 
dents the  night' they  were  assembled  for  Gobble 
Gobble  initiation  under  the  pretext  of  being 
measured  for  uniforms. 


Lieutenant — ' '  Right  about  face ! " 
Private — "I'm   glad   I'm   right  about   some- 
thing." 

*         *         * 

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There  is  a  girl  who  casts  a  spell 
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The  maiden's  name?     Now  must  I  tell? 

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Contents 

PAGE 

CHRISTMAS   TODAY  (Poem) 3 

.V*  Harold  J.  Wiegand 

THE  PROBLEM  OF  WORLD   PEACE 4 

V,    Arthur  B.  Maxwell 

REHABILITATION  (Story). 8 

Bernard  M.  Albers 

THE   KAISER'S  SOLILOQUY    (Poem) 13 

John  F.  Burns 

TENNYSON  AND  ENGLISH  POETS  OF  THE  19ih  CENTURY.  .14 

Harold  J.  Wiegand 

FREEDOM  FOREVER  (Sonj:) 18 

W.  J.  Ryan 

BRIBING   THE  STARS  (Story) , 19 

:•■■:■;;.    Thomas  R.  Hanley  ■':;,; 

THE  ARMISTICE   (Story).  . .;  ....  ...:...:...  ............  .....  21 

John  F.  Burns 

EDITORIAL:''  ■'        ■        ■■  ^■■■■';:■■^^:■'■'^\:■^::v■■•:;'^;.■:;v ':-,,. ■■:•:,■; 

(1)  THE  DEMOBILIZATION  OF  THE  S.  A.  T.  C. . . . .... ...  25 

(2)  PEACE 26 

(3)  MILITARY  TRAINING. 27 

COLLEGE   NOTE^. 28 

ALUMNI    NOTES .........  31 

WITH   THE  COLORS 34 

ATHLETICS 35 

SPLINTERS 39 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


Vol.  III. 


DECEMBER,  1918 


No.  2 


Cfirtsitmas;  tS^ot^a^ 


'  7'w  Christmas,  and  the  "whole  wide  world  is  gay; 
The  angels'  blessed  hymn  of  ''Peace  on  Earth''    '' 
Has  been  fulfilled,  and  joy  and  carefree  mirth 
Enkindle  all  on  this  most  holy  day. 
The  very  snow  beneath  the  sun's  warm  rays 
Doth  melt  in  tears  like  some  young  happy  bride; 
All  nature  wakes  to  greet  this  Christmastide 
And  sings  a  silent  song  of  joy  and  praise. 
A  good  old-fashioned  Christmas  let  it  be 
With  joyous  revelry  and  hearty  cheer; 
A  nd  if  our  loved  ones  cannot  all  be  here 
We'll  build  a  bridge  of  holly  o'er  the  sea 
To  bring  them  home  in  spirit;  if  perchance 
With  hopeless  grief  our  hearts  are  dull  ard  dead, 
The  Child  will  send  our  spirits  there  instead 
To  spend  our  Christmas  by  a  grave  in  France. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


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4'  THE   VILLANOVAN 

The  Problem  of  World  Peace 

By  a.  B.  Maxwell 

"Quisfuit  horrendos  primus  qui  protulit  enses?  many  complex  problems  solved  before  this  ideal 

Quam  ferus  et  vere  ferreus  ille  fuit!  will  be  fully  realized,  for  the  reorganization  is 

Tmn  caedes  hominum  generi,  turn  proelia  nata,  not  the  work  of  a  day  or  a  month,  and  the  solu- 

2^um  brevior  dirae  mortis  aperta  via  est.''  tions  which  are  the  result  of  discussion  and  agree  - 

— Albius  Tibullus.  ment  are  not  always  lasting,  nevertheless  we  can 

look  for  the  adoption  of  practical  plans  and 

ONE  of  the  most  complex  and  not  the  least  measures  which,  if  there  be  a  wiUingness  on  the 
important  of  the  problems  of  today  is  part  ot  all  to  co-operate,  will  eventually  work  in 
that  of  government  organization,  with  this  direction.  Let  us  hope  then  that  the  near 
the  purpose  of  effective  and  harmonious  peace  future  may  see  the  abolition  of  wars  at  least  in 
and  the  abolition  of  war.  De  Quincy  once  aptly  the  sense  of  a  war  similar  in  proportions  to  the 
said,  that  "Libraries  may  be  written  on  any  one  which  for  almost  five  years  has  transformed 
question."  Indeed,  many  volumes  have  been  Europe  into  an  armed  camp.  How  can  this  be 
written  on  this  one.  Many  remedies  ha  e  been  effected?  The  solution  of  any  problem  depends 
suggested,  for  ideal  government  has  ever  been  mainly  on  a  proper  perspective.  The  philoso- 
the  theme,  the  dominaint  idea  of  social  vision-  phy  of  war  is  much  the  same  as  that  of  indi- 
aries  and  of  Utopians.  To  some  it  has  seemed  a  vidual  dissension  and  conflict,  whether  we  con- 
hopeless  dream;  while  to  others,  a  very  doubt-  sider  its  remote  or  proximate  causes.  When  we 
ful  possibility.  But  to  the  student  of  history  it  know  the  conditions  underlying  any  difficulty, 
should  be  more  than  a  problem  of  academic  the  scientific  method  is  to  seek  a  cure,  through 
interest.  It  should  be  more  than  a  visionary  the  elimination  of  the  causes  which  have 
ideal.  It  should  be  an  ideal,  yes;  but  an  ideal  created  the  difficulty.  Now  some  of  the  causes 
that  is  based  fundamentally  on  the  possible,  even  which  provoke  war  may  be  found  in  the  inner  life 
though  it  aim  high,  even  though  it  be  fixed  to  a  of  a  nation  or  in  its  relations  to  other  nations, 
star.  As  this  is  being  written  the  nations  of  the  The  internal  organization  of  a  government,  and 
world  are  preparing  to  unite  in  a  Peace  Confer-  the  principles  to  which  it  devoted  itself  very 
ence,  one  of  the  main  purposes  of  which  is  to  often  is  a  condition  favorable  to  war  when  not 
devise  practical  means  whereby  this  ideal  may  a  cause  itself  of  war.  How  should  the  govern- 
be  translated  into  a  fact.  Pope  Benedict  in  his  ment  of  a  country  be  best  organized  from  an 
note  to  the  Powers  on  the  question  of  peace  ethical  and  practical  viewpoint?  As  Chesterton 
indicated  certain  measures  which  would  guaran-  has  pointed  out,  a  history  of  the  people  has  been 
tee  peace  to  the  world.  President  Wilson,  in  his  the  theme  of  few  historians.  When  we  look 
many  notes  and  addresses,  has  frequently  re-  back  over  the  shoulders  of  time  into  the  pages 
ferred  to  the  problem  and  with  his  customary  of  the  development  of  national  life  we  discover 
keen  anaylsis  has  shown  how  the  project  of  the  existence  of  a  great  process  of  evolution 
world  peace  may  be  more  than  a  mere  dream  or  towards  the  present  ideal  of  democracy.  Wher- 
visionary  ideal — and  mainly  through  his  efforts  ever  we  turn  today  we  find  a  certain  conscious- 
and  under  his  intellectual  leadership  the  Powers  ness  of  nationality  and  its  inherent  rights :  the 
that  are  to  assemble  in  the  Peace  Conference  right  of  local  autonomy,  of  self-definition,  of 
have  pledged  themselves  to  certain  fundamental  religious  liberty,  of  language  liberty;  of  all  those 
measures  which  will  go  far  to  securing  the  reali-  rights  that  render  the  pursuit  of  life,  liberty  and 
zation  of  a  durable  world  peace.  While  many  happiness  a  reality.  Hence  the  conclusion  seems 
practical  difficulties  will  have  to  be  met  and  justifiable  that  government  to  be  just  must  be 


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by  consent  of  the  people  for  and  by  the  people. 
Thus  the  American  ideal  in  its  basic  or  essential 
features  would  spem  to  be  the  only  reasonable 
ideal  when  the  nation  is  developed  sufficiently  to 
assume  the  task  of  government. 

With  civilization  the  whole  social  aspect  has 
changed  and  continues  to  change.  The  circle 
seems  to  be  completing  itself.  "  There  have  been 
ages  when  autocrats  were  not  only  useful,  but  in 
a  measure  necessary.  Without  them  there  would 
have  been  no  government  at  all,  no  safety,  no 
asylums  for  the  weak,  no  protection  for  the 
oppressed.  There  have  been  times  in  the  dark 
past,  when  the  one  thing  wanted  was  a  strong 
hand,  an  effective  rule  to  hold  society  from 
crumbling  into  atoms  and  to  defend  the  indi- 
vidual from  being  plundered  and  murdered  by 
his  neighbours."  Look  at  the  early  history  of 
our  forefathers— the  warring  Anglo-Saxons.  The 
feudal  state  has  served  its  purpose;  no  doubt,  it 
has  served  it  well. , ■;<:'; 

Every  form  of  government  may  be  good.  It 
should  be  adapted,  however,  to  the  needs,  to  the 
temperament,  to  the  social  consciousness  of  the 
people.  There  is  no  distinctive  blessing  on 
Republicanism  any  more  than  on  Monarchy. 
All  that  nature  enjoins  is  government — that  is, 
effective  government  suited  to  the  needs  of  the 
particular  people  in  question.  There  is  no  divine 
right  of  kings;  but  there  is  a  divine  right  of 
government.  It  is  regulated  by  nature.  It 
demands  that  a  people  not  only  be,  but  that 
they  wlel  be.  The  state  exists  for  the  purpose  of 
securing  the  public  well-being.  Its  duties  are  to 
protect  man's  rights,  to  assist  him  in  those 
things  which  he  cannot  do  for  himself,  yet  are 
necessary  for  his  well-being.  Has  this  always 
been  the  aim  and  purpose  of  autocrats?  We 
have  overwhelming  evidence  to  the  contrary. 
Hence  many  of  our  national  and  international 
problems  may  be  traced  to  misrule,  to  a  misuse 
of  unlimited  control.  In  the  present  state  of 
civilization  therefore  autocracy,  in  the  Civil 
Order,  is  an  anomaly  and  a  fruitful  source  of 
wars,  the  only  antidote  for  which  is  an  accep- 
tance of  democratic  principles  of  government. 
We  must  remember,  however,  the  Democracy 
in  itself  gives  no  guarantee  of  civil  happiness. 
Progress  is  only  made  when  a  people's  unde- 


veloped reservoir  of  powers  is  realized  and  all 
barriers  removed.  One  of  the  greatest  barriers 
to  the  success  of  popular  government  is  igno- 
rance. ,;.-i,>'-''  ■  ';■■:'  '■:::':■''''-  ;'-'-v..;-;;-.-;v"^'  ■;;'■; 
A  step  towards  this  development  of  national 
consciousness  and  attainment  of  "national 
aspirations"  is  education  of  the  people.  The 
minds  of  the  people  should  be  trained  along 
these  lines.  It  is  important  that  school  chil- 
dren, high  school,  and  college  students  be  taught 
the  principles  of  government  and  be  schooled  to 
a  sense  of  responsibility. 

"The  child  is  father  of  the  man.'* — Wordsworth. 

In  a  democracy  they  are  the  future  lawmakers, 
the  boys  of  today  are  the  rulers  of  the  nation 
of  tomorrow.  While  the  citizen  is  in  the  making 
nothing  is  more  important  than  a  thorough 
preparation  for  intelligent  citizenship.  We  must 
know  history  before  we  can  make  it.  "It  is  no 
child's  play,"  said  Lincoln,  "to  save  the  princi- 
ples of  Jefferson  from  total  overthrow  in  this 
nation."  It  is  no  child's  play  to  instil  and  pre- 
serve these  principles  among  the  peoples  of  every 
nation  where  possible. 

Another  principle  which  follows  from  the  fun- 
damental principle  of  democracy  is  that  under 
normal  conditions  no  nation  is  the  ruler,  the 
controller  of  another  nation's  destiny.  We  are 
all  members  of  the  great  human  family.  Each 
nation  has  its  rights,  which  all  others  should 
recognize  and  respect.  The  causes  of  interna- 
tional differences  and  disturbances  are  not  dif- 
ferent in  kind  from  those  of  the  individual. 
Jealousies,  exploitations,  infringement  of  an- 
other's rights  have  been  prolific  sources  of  con- 
tention and  strife  from  the  earliest  days.  No 
nation  has  the  right  to  frustrate  the  well-being 
of  another  nation.  It  goes  without  saying,  that 
a  nation  has  the  right  to  and  should  protect  its 
own  industries;  to  restrict  the  distribution  of 
foreign  goods  within  its  territory.  But,  when 
one  nation  on  account  oi  its  geographical  posi- 
tion has  power  to  obstruct  and  to  "bottle  up" 
the  foreign  trade  of  another,  disturbances  and 
resentments  are  bound  to  arise.  This  is,  per- 
haps, the  most  prolific  source  of  international 
disruptions.     The  history  of  the  world's  wars 


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proves  the  basis  of  our  contention.  Every  land-  if  no  plan  were  adopted  to  meet   the  exigencies 

blocked  country  of  Europe  has  had  difficulties  of  of  the  time? 

this  nature.    The  brief  history  of  our  own  coun-  The  Hague  Conference  is  a  noteworthy  in- 

try  proves  that  a  people  will  not  be  restricted  stance    of    international    arbitration.      It    did 

or  have  their  rights  frustrated.  admirable  work  and  adjusted  many  difficulties. 

Discrepancies  are  bound  to  arise  in  any  case.  But  its  fundamental  defect  was  its  limitations 
Adjustments  will  necessarily  have  to  be  m.ade.  of  authority.  A  political,  international  author- 
How  are  we  to  meet  them?  By  insults  and  added  ity  superior  to  any  one  nation  is  imperative, 
injuries?  By  force  of  arms  and  gun-powder?  But  does  this  establishment  of  a  permanent 
No.  How  do  we  adjust  our  internal  difficulties?  Congress  and  Supreme  Court  of  the  United 
By  arbitration.  By  our  Suprem.e  Court  and  Nations  of  the  World  m.ean  pacificism?  By  all 
Congress.  So,  let  it  be  with  international  needs  m.eans,  no.  It  m^eans  the  rational  adjustm.ent 
of  adjustm.ent.  In  crises  let  able,  compete!^  of  difficulties.  In  the  early  history  of  our  ov/n 
and  intelligent  officials  get  together.  They  States,  they  were  wont  to  em.phasize  their  own 
should  have  full  authority  and  responsibility,  selfish  importance,  to  exaggerate  their  individual 
In  that  way  co-operation  will  be  fostered;  dis-  rights  and  "vital  interests."  But  experience 
turbances  will  be  settled;  measures  of  defense  taught  them  that  their  "vital  interests"  were 
adopted;  responsibility  to  no  nation  will  fix  the  best  taken  care  of  in  their  loyalty  and  harmony 
burden  on  the  individual;  subterfuge  and  shift-  with  the  Union,  so  will  the  Nations  reahze  that 
ing  of  the  burden  will  be  avoided.  To  avoid  a  harmonious  adjustm.ent,  a  fair  and  unselfish 
crises  this  international  congress  or  court  should  consideration  of  one  another's  rights  will  mean 
be  permanent  in  character  and  sit  at  stated  peace  and  progress.  But  we  are  not  advocating 
intervals,  much  the  same  as  our  ow^n  Congress  free  trade.  Every  nation  has  the  right  to  pro- 
does  at  present.^^^^^^  ^^^^^^^v  t             own  interests.    But  it  is  a  question  of  a 

It  is  quite  true  that  m.any  of  our  past  treaties  very  difTerent  hue  to  obstruct  the  foreign  trade 
of  peace  Congresses  of  adjustment  have  been  of  another.^  ^-^^^^^^;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  ^^^  ^^^^^^/^^^^^^^^^^^  ^  v 
rather  tlie  seeds  of  war  than  otherwise.  They  It  has  been  said  that  the  end  of  war  is  more 
have  lacked  many  of  the  characteristics  that  perfect  peace.  In  fact,  we  have  a  monument  in 
seem  essential;  permanency,  frequency,  pub-  Washington  dedicated  to  that  proposition.  Wars 
licity  and  authority.  These  have  been  lacking  have  been  necessary  at  tim.es  to  vindicate  a 
in  all  international  conferences.  Yet  even  any  right.  But  a  peace,  a  military  peace,  that  trans- 
Congress  is  better  than  none  at  all.  Even  our  forms  a  nation  into  an  arm.ed  camp,  is  a  mis- 
past  Congresses  were  efTective  for  a  time.  After  nom.er,  and  should  not  be  a  necessary  subter- 
the  Congress  of  Vienna  we  had  peace  for  forty  fuge.  Military  methods  are  not  ideal.  A 
years.  That  was  one  hundred  years  ago  when  refinem.ent  in  methods  and  weapons,  whether 
most  of  our  m.odern  facilities  were  as  yet  undis-  from,  the  tom.ahawk  to  the  sword  or  from  the 
covered.  We  had  no  railroads;  the  highways  ancient  blunderbus  to  a  m.ost  scientific  m,achine 
were  bad;  and  the  m.eans  of  transportation  poor;  gun,  does  not  m.ake  war  less  gruesome.  In  truth 
no  stenographers,  typewriters,  telephones,  tele-  does  it  render  war  m.ore  destructive,  m.ore  horri- 
graph  or  daily  press.  Yet  great  things  were  ble,  and  m.ore  to  be  avoided.  A  military  burden 
accomplished.  Statesmen  from  all  over  Europe  is  one  of  the  heaviest  a  nation  is  called  upon  to 
were  present.  The  chief  difficulties  were  limita-  bear.  ^ 
tions  of  power  and  too  much  national  self-  We  gain  som.e  idea  of  the  enormous  amount  of 
interest.  Standing  on  the  shoulders  of  those  energy  and  wealth  expended  in  modern  v.arfare 
who  have  gone  before  us,  surely  we  can  devise  from,  the  words  of  another  English  writer:  "Give 
some  system  with  these  limitations  elim-inated.  me  the  money  that  has  been  expended  in  war- 
What  would  happen  to  the  solidity  of  our  Union  fare,  and  I  will  clothe  the  naked  of  all  the  world, 
if  Congress  seldom,  convened,  if  each  member  I  will  shelter  all  the  homeless  and  feed  all  the 
sought  the  advantage  of  his  own  state  alone?  hungry.       I  will  build  a  schoolhouse  upon  ever 


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hillside  arid  in  every  valley  over  ttie  whole 
earth.  I  will  erect  and  endow  a  university  in 
every  city  and  provide  every  state  with  all 
manners  of  charitable  institutions.  I  will  crown 
every  hill  with  a  place  of  worship,  consecrated 
to  the  promulgation  of  the  gospel  of  peace;  so 
that  on  every  Sabbath  morning  the  chime  on  one 
hill  shall  answer  the  chim.e  of  another  round  the 
earth's  wide  circumference,  and  the  voice  of 
prayer  and  the  song  of  praise  shall  ascend  like, 
a  universal  holocaust  to  the  throne  of  heaven." 
Wh^t  we  have  proposed  is,  indeed,  a  lofty 
and  noble  ideal.  But  it  is  not  impossible  of 
attainm,ent.  We  must  rem.ember,  however, 
organization,  legislation,  leagues  and  other 
measures  will  remain  ineffective  unless  there  is 
good-will  among  the  nations,  or  willingness  to 
co-operate  and  a  firm  conyictiqn  of  right  and 
wrong.  Unless  in  other  words  the  hearts  of  the 
individual  citizens  and  of  the  nations  be  filled 
with  a.  keen  sense  of  justice  and  of  duties  and 
obligations.  Moral  and  religious  agencies  are 
the  only  ones  which  can  secure  this  efl'ect.  From 
the  noble  Washington  and  Lincoln  do  we  learn 
that  the  greatest  dangers  are  from  selfishness; 
that  the  highest  virtues  and  patriotism  are  close 
allies.  Too  often  is  the  compelling  force  of 
religion  disregarded  in  the  development  of  a 
good  citizen  and  in  the  ideals  of  a  nation.  We 
might  ^make  unbouncfed  discoveries  in  science. 
But  "in  the  laboratory  there  is  to  be  found 
nothing  to  neutralize  the  poisons  of  human  pas- 
sion; in  the  observatory  nothing  to  correct  the 
aberrations  of  the  soul's  light;    in  the  surgery 


nothing  to  heal  the.  wounds,  or  to  mitigate  the 
pains  of  a  broken  or  aching  heart."  So,  too, 
without  religion,  without  respect  for  the  rights 
of  others,  no  am.ount  of  legislation  or  compro- 
mise will  ensure  a  permanent  and  lasting  peace. 
We  can  close  with  nothing  more  eloquent, 
with  nothing  more  true,  than  the  parting  counsel 
of  the  Father  of  our  Country.  He  has  fostered 
and  defended  the  ideal  of  his  heart,  the  infant 
nation.  He  had  seen  its  gasping  struggles  for 
life;  who  can  say  he  had  not  seen  the  vision  of 
its  future  greatness  and  power?  "Of  all  the 
dispositions  and  habits  which  lead  to  political 
prosperity,  religion  and  m.orality  are  indispen- 
sable supports.  In  vain  would  that  man  claim 
the  tribute  of  patriotism  who  should  labor  to 
subvert  these  great  pillars  of  human  happiness, 
these  firmest  props  of  the  duties  of  men  and 
citizens.  The  mere  politician,  equally  with  the 
pious  man,  ought  to  respect  and  cherish  them. 
A  volume  could  not  trace  all  their  connections 
with  public  and  private  felicity.  Let  it  simply 
be  asked  where  is  the  security  for  property,  for 
reputation,  for  life,  if  the  sense  of  religious  obli- 
gation desert  the  oaths  which  are  the  instru- 
ments of  investigation  in  courts  of  justice?  And 
let  us  with  caution  indulge  the  supposition  that 
m.orality  can  be  maintained  without  religion. 
Whatever  may  be  conceded  to  the  influence  of 
refined  education  on  minds  of  peculiar  structure, 
reason  and  experience  both  forbid  us  to  expect 
that  national  morality  can  prevail  in  exclusion 
of  religious  principle." 


8  THE   VILLANOVAN 

Rehabilitation 

Bernard  M.  Albers,  '19 

THE  night  was  not  yet  far  advanced.  In  Avenue  he  felt  not  the  slightest  apprehension  of 
fact  the  bells  from  a  nearby  tower  had  just  error.  He  had  received  full  instructions  and 
struck  the  hour  of  ten.  The  solemn  notes  information  before  leaving  New  York, 
still  sounded  in  the  crisp  frosty  air.  A  man,  On  the  third  floor  front  was  a  suite  of  three 
fairly  tall  and  clad  in  a  great  coat  and  broad  rooms.  In  one  of  the  rooms,  very  probably  in  a 
hat,  the  latter  pulled  well  down  on  his  head,  safe  or  strong  box  there  was  a  rope  of  pearls  of 
found  himself  counting  the  strokes  over  and  great  value  and  a  quantity  of  other  precious 
over  again  as  he  walked.  stones.  They  had  been  introduced  illicitly  into 
*■  .  .  eight,  nine,  ten."  Yes,  ten;  it  was  the  country  and  the  smuggler  feared  to  dispose 
that  many  years  since  he  had  been  in  Boston,  of  them  immediately,  yet  dared  not  deposit  them 
He  was  no  stranger  here,  yet  he  had  not  been  with  a  banker  lest  they  be  recognized  and  he 
recognized  by  a  soul,  nor  had  he  seen  a  familiar  himself  be  apprehended  by  the  custom  officials, 
face  all  that  day  as  he  mingled  with  the  crowds  Consequently  on  the  pretext  of  engaging  a  bach- 
on  Washington  and  Tremont  Streets,  trying  to  elor  apartment,  the  smuggler  had  hired  the  rooms 
feel  "at  home"  in  his  native  city.  The  city  had  mentioned  and  secreted  the  jewels  there.  He 
not  changed  to  any  extent.  Beacon  Street  visited  the  place  only  occasionally  to  assure  him- 
looked  about  the  same  now  as  it  had  the  last  self  of  his  treasure's  safety.  These  facts  were  in 
time  he  had  seen  it.  It  was  late  in  December  the  possession  of  the  person  now  standing  on  the 
then;  it  was  now  New  Year's  eve.  It  seemed  as  curbing  opposite  the  house.  ^ 
if  he  had  been  absent  but  a  day.  Great  changes  He  had  been  told  to  get  the  jewels.  His  own 
had  taken  place  though,  not  in  Boston  but  in  share  in  the  spoils  would  depend  on  the  skill  and 
himself.  Then  he  had  been  but  a  mere  lad  of  speed  with  which  he  accomplished  the  act.  One 
seventeen.  He  had  just  entered  "Tech"  and  look  satisfied  him  that  the  front  rooms  were  in 
was  filled  with  vast  schemes  and  ambitions  con-  darkness.  There  was  a  lull  in  the  passage  of 
cerning  his  future  in  the  world  of  electrical  engi-  vehicles.  He  glanced  up  and  down  the  street, 
neering.  But  yet  he  received  no  co-operation;  then  crossed  over  and  entered  the  building. 
he  was  neither  understood  nor  appreciated.  The  elevator  had  just  lifted.  He  would  not 
His  father  was  silent  while  his  brother  ridiculed  wait  for  it.  He  must  not  be  indiscreet.  It 
his  scientific  pretentions.  A  few  sharp  words  would  suit  his  purpose  best  to  be  seen  there  by 
had  been  exchanged.  He  had  gladly  grasped  the  as  few  persons  as  possible.  He  ascended  the 
pretext  for  going  away  from  home  to  launch  his  marble  stairs  that  wound  round  the  well,  his 
mind  on  more  sympathetic  localities.  After  that  mind  thoroughly  preoccupied  with  the  details 
his  success  had  been  varied  until  finally  his  of  the  business  at  hand.  He  had  been  warned 
hopes  were  shattered  and  dissipated.  Now,  not  to  be  foiled  by  the  inner  appearance  of  the 
despite  his  fine  clothes,  it  had  paid  him  to  look  suite  and  therefore  he  expected  to  find  it  "camou- 
the  part  of  prosperity,  he  was  nothing  but  a  —  flaged."  He  drew  a  key  from  his  pocket,  in- 
well,  perhaps  it  were  better  not  to  say  it.  It  serted  it  noislessly  in  the  lock  and  turned  the 
was  the  only  profession  at  which  he  had  pros-  latch  without  a  sound.  One  step  took  him  inside 
pered,  even  though  he  didn't  relish  it  in  his  and  the  door  closed  behind  him  just  as  the 
heart.  He  was  a  victim  of  circumstances,  that's  elevator  darted  down  again, 
all;  society  had  made  him  what  he  was;  society  Once  inside,  the  thief  hesitated  a  moment,  his 
must  pay  the  price  of  his  livelihood.  senses  keenly  alert.  There  was  not  a  sound 
When  the  man  arrived  opposite  the  building  within,  only  the  whirr  of  the  machines  passing 
which  stood  at  the  corner  of  Beacon  and  outside.    An  odor,  such  as  is  peculiar  to  rooms 


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little  used,  struck  his  nostrils.  The  light  shining 
through  the  transom  over  the  door  dimly  re- 
vealed to  him  the  interior  of  the  room  and  its 
furnishings.  By  the  aid  of  a  flash-light  he 
obtained  a  better  view.  ; 

It  was  a  sitting  room  and  had  been  furnished 
with  considerable  taste  and  care.  The  floor, 
except  for  a  three-foot  border,  which .  was  of 
inlaid  wood  highly  polished,  was  covered  by  a 
heavy  rug  of  soft  texture.  The  walls  were 
panelled  up  six  feet  from  the  floor  and  the  three 
feet  above  were  covered  with  a  rich  paper  in 
deep  red.  In  the  center  of  the  room  was  a  great 
walnut  table  at  one  end  of  which  rested  a  set  of 
drawers  with  little  brass  handles,  and  on-  th« 
table  was  a  large  electric  lamp  ornamented  with 
a  shade  of  yellow  and  black.  A  small  writing- 
desk  stood  against  the  wall  and  a  door  opened 
immediately  beside  it.  There  were  several 
chairs  in  leather  and  two  or  .three  other  pieces 
of  furniture,  a  row  of  bookcases  near  the  heavily 
curtained  windows,  a  massive  sofa  by  the  fire- 
place, beyond  which  was  ano^ther  door  and  then 
a  screen  across  the  corner. 

An  animation,  such  as  seizes  a  pack  of  hounds 
when  they  strike  the  trail,  now  possessed  the 
man  at  the  door.  In  three  or  four  catlike  steps 
he  was  across  the  intervening  space  and  peering 
into  the  room  beyond. 

Its  contents  were  mostly  in  white  enamel;  a 
small  swivel  chair,  a  table  with  a  rack  of  test 
tubes  on  it,  a  couple  of  cases  with  glass  doors, 
containing  shining  surgical  instrumehts.  The 
third  room  Was  a  bed-room,  simply  but  expen- 
sively furnished  in  mahogany. 

To  be  sure  it  had  not  the  appearance  of  a 
smuggler's  den.  But  he  had  been  told  that  the 
place  would  be  camouflaged.  It  was,  indeed, 
and  expertly  done,  too. 

A  short  ejaculation  of  satisfaction  escaped  the 
thief  as  he  glanced  behind  the  screen.  Designed 
in  the  thickness  of  the  wall  was  a  small  safe. 
He  slipped  out  of  his  great  coat,  tossed  it  across 
a  chair,  laid  down  his  bag  and  gloves,  dropped 
to  one  knee  and  by  the  light  of  his  pocket  lamp 
set  diligently  to  work.  He  would  first  try  a 
few  combinations, — that  was  the  easiest  way. 
If  the  locks  did  not  yield  to  these — ^well,  there 
were  other  means.    He  had  them  in  his  bag  and 


was  prepared  to  use  them  should  they  be  re- 
quired. 

So  wrapt  was  the  thief  in  his  work  that  he 
did  not  hear  the  latch  turning  in  the  hall  door. 
A  man,  tall  and  tanned,  broad  of  shoulders  and 
deep  of  chest,  dressed  in  the  uniform  of  the 
U.  S.  army  and  decorated  with  the  insignia  of  a 
first  lieutenant,  stood  on  the  threshold.  He 
seemed  to  sense  that  he  was  not  alone  and  looked 
behind  him  into  the  hall.  No  one  was  there, 
but  yet  he  was  not  satisfied.  He  snatched  his 
revolver  from  its  holster  and  glanced  about  the 
dark  room  without  taking  a  step.  No  one  was 
to  be  seen. 

"Confound  my  nerves,"  he  thought.  "What 
a  fool  I  am!  Frightened  at  my  own  shadow  in 
my  own  room  after  passing  through  hell  in 
France."  With  that  he  touched  a  button  and 
switched  on  the  lights. 

As  the  light  flashed  on,  the  man  behind  the 
screen,  losing  control  of  himself,  started  to  his 
feet. 

"Be  you  man  or  beast,"  shouted  the  lieu- 
tenant in  an  authoritative  voice,  "come  out,  or 
in  God's  name  I'll  fire,"  and  he  covered  the 
screen  with  his  pistol. 

The  thief  came  out.  His  nerve  had  snapped 
back  into  place;  he  had  himself  in  complete 
control  now;  his  jaw  was  set.  But  defiance  was 
useless,  his  only  safeguard  was  prudence.  The 
men  eyed  each  other  from  head  to  foot,  the  one 
in  the  khaki  of  the  army,  the  other  in  conven- 
tional evening  clothes.  The  soldier  was  the 
better  developed,  the  taller  by  two  inches,  and 
perhaps  three  or  four  years  older.  As  the  men 
faced  each  other  they  realized  that  this  was  not 
their  first  meeting.  But  that  did  not  affect  the 
present  situation.  The  man  in  black  stood  still 
and  silent. 

"Ha!  Gentleman  burglar,  eh?"  remarked  the 
officer.  "Sorry  to  spoil  your  New  Year's  party, 
old  man."  And  then  he  commanded,  "Advance 
five  paces,  halt,  throw  up  your  hands." 

Not  a  sound  issued  from  the  other  as  he  meekly 
complied  with  every  order.  He  now  stood  near 
the  center  of  the  room  with  the  table  between 
himself  and  the  soldier.  The  latter,  keeping  his 
revolver  on  a  line  with  the  breast  of  the  intruder, 
moved  over  to  the  telephone  on  the  desk.     He 


10                                                    THEVILLANOVAN  • 

placed  the  receiver  to  his  ear.  Central  answered  the  darkness  of  night.     No  night  is  sacred  to 

promptly  and  to  the  call  "Number"  he  replied,  you,  not  even  New  Year's  eve  when  most  men, 

"Emergency.     Police  headquarters."  regretting   the   past  resolve  to  amend   in   the 

"Emergency.  Police  headquarters"  came  back  future.     Many  of    you    appear  to  be  men  of 

over  the  wire.    ^^^  ^^^^^^^  ^^^  ^^^^^                                       f  genius  and  ability;   you  yourself  do.    Yet  you 

K  ;"  Yes,  quickly  please, — thank  you."  put  your  talents  to  such  an  effort,  living  like  a 

All  was  silent  in  the  room  a  moment.    Both  parasite  on  the  fruit  of  other  men's  labors.     In 

men  breathed  audibly.    A  clicking  came  through  these  times  a  person  such  as  you  could  get  a 

the  phone  and  then —                                       v  start  on  the  right  road  almost  anywhere.    Yet 

"This   is   police   hea—,   click— click,   click."  you  turn  down  chances  of  making  an  honest 

And  that  was  all.  living  to  spend  your  energies  in  low-down  bur- 

The  lieutenant  jerked  the  hook  savagely  up  glarizing.    How  can  you  do  it?    Why  can't  you 

and  down  a  few  times  but  there  was  no  response,  be  straight  and  decent?" 

The  wires  must  have  parted.    He  hung  up  the  The  thief's  whole  face  flushed  and  his  heart 

receiver  and  came  around  the  table.  throbbed  while  the  soldier  spoke.     Stung  to  a 

"Chance  gives  you  a  little  time  of  grace,"  he  kind  of  fury  his  eyes  blazed,  and  his  mouth 

said.    "  But  I  guess  we  had  better  relieve  you  of  tightened  as  he  stood  up  abruptly.     He  came 

your  arsenal."  around  the  table  with  a  couple  of  swift  steps 

He  felt  the  pockets  of  the  thief  but  his  exam-  facing  the  lieutenant,  who  was  now  also  standing, 

ination  revealed  nothing  except  that  the  man  "You  confounded  hypocrite,  you  smuggler!" 

was  unarmed.    He  lowered  his  own  weapon  and  he  hurled  into  the  face  of  the  man  in  uniform. 

Walking  to  the  end  of  the  table  placed  it  in  a  The  lieutenant  in  his  amazement  fell  back  a 

drawer  neglecting,  however,  to  close  the  drawer  step  clutching  at  the  table's  edge.         ; 

again.  "Hypocrite,  smuggler!"  he  repeated.    "Man, 

A  look  of  ill-concealed  contempt  had  spread  are  you  mad?" 

over  the  countenance  of  the  burglar  while  the  "No,  I'm  not  mad.    I'm  mighty  sane  as  you 

soldier  had  searched  him.     His  lips  parted  now  will  soon  see." 

in  a  scornful  smile  but  he  said  nothing.  He  Every  lineament  of  his  face  spoke  the  con- 
could  play  his  part  as  well  as  the  man  in  uniform,  tempt  that  he  felt.  His  breath  came  quickly 
When  the  time  cam.e  he  would  speak  out.  through  his  parted  lips.    He  leaned  on  the  table 

The  officer  again  broke  the  silence.  for  support  as  he  continued.          :           ^ 

"We  might  as  well  make  the  best  of  each  "You  dare  to  sit  there  and  blow  off  your  ex- 
other's  society  till  the  wire  is  repaired."  Indi-  alted  principles.  Coming  from  you  they  are  as 
eating  a  chair  and  at  the  same  time  seating  him-  flimsy  as  the  smoke  that  accom.panies  them, 
self  he  said,  "Sit  down."  You  upbraid  me  with  working  under  cover  of 

He  took  a  box  from  the  open  drawer,  selected  night?    Under  cover  of  the  uniform  of  the  coun- 

a  cigar  and  pushed  the  box  across  to  the  other  try  which  you  pretend  to  serve,  you  defraud 

man.    The  soldier  lit  up  and  fil^fed  his  lungs  with  that  country  of  its  just  tax.    You  are  no  soldier, 

smoke.    The  man  opposit^^oo'k  a  cigar  but  did  you're  nothing  but  a  pretender  and  a  sham, 

not  light  it,  merely  rolliiig  it  between  his  finger  You  are  a  disgrace  to  the  uniform^hich  you 

tips  and  fixing  his  gaze jWraight  ahead  of  him.  wear;    that  uniform  in  which  many  s?^^ was 

For  a  few  moments  n§;itjher  spoke.     Then  the  proud  to  die  that  he  might  fulfill  the  trust  with 

officer  slowly  exhaling ^^^Ojtid  of  smoke  turned  which   it   vested   him;     that   uniform  which    I 

half  round  in  his  chair.'^^^: -^  would  have  given  my  life  to  wear.     I  saw  a 

"You  know,"  he  began,  "there's  one  thing  I  chance  to  serve  my  country  and  m.yself  at  once, 

can   never  understand  about  you   professional  But  no — the  world  would  not  have  me;    I  was 

burglars.     I  don't  see  how  you  can  take  to  such  rejected.     The  very  fates  were  against  me.     I 

a   mean,   contemptible   business.      It  will   not  was  down  and  they  would  not  let  me  rise,  they 

stand  the  light  of  day,  so  you  prowl  around  in  shoved  m.e  down  further." 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


it 


Thoroughly  aroused  now  he  paused  a  second 
for  breath,  then  went  on. 

**  You  say  why  can't  I  be  straight?  why  can't 
I  be  decent?  I  have  tried  to  be  straight,  and 
tried  and  tried  and  tried,  only  to  fail  every  time. 
As  if  that  were  not  enough  the  likes  of  you,  a 
living  lie,  must  throw  it  up  at  me.  You  played 
it  well  all  right,  to  dare  to  sit  there  and  call  me  a 
thief  when  you  knew,  and  you  knew  that  I  knew, 
that  right  there  in  that  safe  are  thousands  of 
dollars'  worth  of  smuggled  jewelry.  Yes  'we  can 
make  the  most  of  each  other's  society'  till  police 
headquarters  can  be  reached  again.  But  I,  too, 
will  have  something  to  say  when  the  police 
arrive.  But  by  God  when  they  come,  they  won't 
find  you  in  the  khaki  of  the  American  soldier! 
"Take  it  off !  take  it  off!"  he  cried  as  he  lunged 
forward. 

"Stop!  stop!"  cried  the  lieutenant  in  a  voice 
that  made  obedience  imperative.  ; 

And  throwing  off  his  antagonist  he  continued : 
"There  has  been  some  mistake,  you  are  wrong! 
Your  assertions  are  unproved,  your  accusations 
false." 

It  was  now  the  turn  of  the  other  to  be  aston- 
ished. His  brain  was  confused  and  could 
scarcely  comprehend  what  the  soldier  was  saying. 

"Mistake?    Wrong?"  he  muttered. 

"Yes,"  replied  the  officer.  "And  though  I 
abhor  to  advertise  myself  you  force  me  to  do  it 
to  establish  an  alibi.  By  profession  1  am  a  doc- 
tor and  ordinarily  located  at  the  hospital  out 
there  across  the  Charles.  For  the  past  fifteen 
months  I  have  been  connected  with  the  medical 
corps  of  the  U.  S.  A.  I  was  eight  months  over- 
seas, three  of  which  I  spent  in  a  base  hospital  in 
Paris  suffering  from  shell  shock.  I  returned  to 
these  apartments  only  yesterday  after  one 
month  spent  recuperating  among  the  hills  of 
New  Hampshire.  To  substantiate  these  state- 
ments is  very  simple  and  to  prove  that  there  are 
no  smuggled  goods  in  the  safe  is  the  easiest  thing 
in  the  world." 

With  that  he  stepped  over  to  the  safe  and 
threw  the  door  open.  The  space  wthin  con- 
tained not  a  single  jewel.  ^0  : 

He  then  continued.  "It  mighf  interest  you 
to  know,  however,  that  only  this  afternoon  the 
custom.s  officials  of  the  port  of  Boston  made  a 


successful  raid  on  the  apartment  upstairs." 

"Upstairs!"  broke  in  the  dazed  man. 

"Yes,"  replied  the  lieutenant,  "on  the  third 
floor;  this  is  the  second." 

The  other  man  was  so  astounded  at  this  state- 
ment that  he  could  not  utter  a  syllable. 

Having  thus  thoroughly  vindicated  himself 
the  soldier  again  resum.ed  his  seat,  composedly 
regarding  his  dejected  visitor  while  the  minutes 
again  slipped  by. 

"I  have  never  made  a  real  success  in  my  life," 
said  the  thief. 

It  was  evident  that  his  spirit  was  broken  as 
he  disconsolately  sat  down. 

"Behind  me — are  only  blighted  hopes;  ahead 
the  shadow  of  prison  walls  looms  up"  he  said  as 
he  rested  his  head  on  his  arms  outstretched  on 
the  table. 

The  words  were  not  directed  to  the  lieutenant 
but  he  was  visibly  affected  by  them.  He  rose 
to  his  feet  and  strode  up  and  down  in  silence. 

"Here  is  a  man,"  he  thought,  "who  needs 
only  to  have  his  outlook  changed  to  set  him 
right  again.  Yet  he  is  a  criminal  and  is  deserv- 
ing of  punishment.  But  why  not  let  'mercy  sea- 
son justice'  for  the  unfortunate  being?  It  is 
within  my  power  to  give  a  helping  hand,  yet  I 
would  not  like  to  wound  the  fellow's  self-respect 
still  further  by  seeming  to  offer  him  charity. 
Presently  I  must  myself  return  to  Europe  for 
the  reconstruction  of  France  and  Belgium  and 
will  need  to  perform  much  of  my  duty  by 
deputy.  Why  not  make  him  think  that  he  is 
just  the  person  I  need  to  assist  me?" 

He  turned  about  to  make  the  proposition  but 
was  arrested  by  what  he  beheld. 

The  despairing  creature  at  the  table  was 
totally  oblivious  of  the  other's  face.  His  eyes 
had  fallen  on  the  revolver  shining  in  the  depths 
of  the  open  drawer.  It  had  a  fascination  for 
him.  He  seized  it,  turned  it  over  and  over  in 
his  hands. 

The  weapon  looked  menacing  enough  but  the 
lieutenant  neither  moved  nor  said  a  word  only 
continued  to  watch  the  sitting  figure.  From  his 
expression  he  could  not  fathom  the  other's 
intention.  He  was  certain,  however,  of  his  own 
safety  and  that  also  of  the  fellow  fingering  the 
revolver.    It  had  not  been  loaded. 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


"  The  next  moment  the  stranger,  whose  aspect 
the  soldier  could  not  yet  read,  got  up  and  went 
towards  his  captor.  He  drew  a  breath  before  he 
spoke,  then  mustering  his  nerve  he  began: 

"I  said  a  good  many  harsh  things  a  while 
ago,  and  my  present  position  does  not  merit  any 
consideration  at  your  hands.  But  if  you  will 
^ive  me  this  weapon  and  ask  no  questions  you 
can  name  your  own  price." 

The  man  in  uniform  was  now  more  astonished 
than  ever.  He  took  the  revolver  in  his  hands 
and  in  surprise  exclaimed: 

"What!  sell  this?  No,  not  for  ten  times  its 
weight  in  gold.  Besides  its  intrinsic  worth  it 
has  a  much  greater  relative  value  to  me  because 
it  was  carried  in  the  Civil  War  by  my  father." 

A  note  of  sadness  crept  into  his  voice  as  he 
went  on:     \;:  ::■■.:,  ■,;;■■■.■,:.<,. 

"It  was  his  only  legacy  to  me  some  nine 
years  ago  when  he  died — died  of  a  broken  heart 
because  his  favorite  son,  my  only  brother,  had 
deserted  him  in  his  declining  years." 

A  shadow  of  mingled  shame  and  sorrow  had 
diffused  itself  over  the  features  of  the  culprit  as 
the  soldier  spoke.  He  slunk  back  a  step  or  two 
burying  his  face  in  his  hands  while  a  heavy  sob- 
bing shook  his  whole  frame. 

Astonished  before,  the  lieutenant  now  thought 
his  visitor  had  gone  stark  mad.  He  begall  to 
lose  patience  with  him. 

"By  all  that's  good  and  holy,  man,"  he  cried, 
"what  on  earth  is  the  m.atter  with  you?" 

The  other  looking  up  through  a  clouded 
vision  faltered: 

"I — I  am  the  son — ^who  broke  your  father's 
heart." 

With  that  he  sank  on  the  sofa  by  the  hearth 
crying  like  a  child. 

When  the  men  had  first  come  face  to  face, 
each  perceived  something  familiar  in  the  other. 
In  the  light  of  what  had  just  transpired  their 
recognition  was  complete. 

The  series  of  emotions  and  impulses  that 
seized  the  elder  son  would  well  nigh  baffle  de- 
scription. His  first  thought  was  to  accuse  his 
brother  of  his  father's  death.  But  he  put  this 
aside  when  he  recollected  that  his  own  attitude 
toward  his  brother  in  days  gone  by  had  perhaps 
in  a  great  measure  hastened  his  departure  from 


the  paternal  home.  .  ,       ' 

He  was  debating  just  how  to  approach  the 
prodigal  when  the  phone  bell  roused  him  from 
his  thoughts.  The  wire  had  been  repaired. 
Central  was  ready  to  reconnect  his  call.  The 
tinkling  bell  once  more  broke  the  silence.  He 
removed  the  receiver: 

"Hello— yes,  thank  you — Hello, — hello  Cap- 
tain. This  is  Lieutenant  W — .  Just  called  to 
thank  you  for  the  protection  you  and  your  men 
afforded  me  during  my  absence.  Kindly  accept  my 
wishes  for  continued  success  in  the  New  Year." 

As  he  set  the  instrument  on  the  table  his 
brother  came  towards  him.  He  had  now  quite 
overcome  his  emotions;  he  was  a  man  again, 
but  a  man  crestfallen  and  crushed.  It  is  true  he 
had  his  freedom  again  but  what  he  was  going 
to  do  was  still  a  mystery  to  him.  Return  to  the 
underworld  he  would  not. 

For  a  moment  the  eyes  of  the  brothers  met, 

the  younger  man's  expressed  his  gratitude  better 

than  words,  the  soldier's  were  thoughtful  and 
friendly.\V^'"'V;  ".■;'■.■■::,■'■;.■.■  ■;■:■:■.■ 

"You  have  done  more  for  me  than  I  could 
ever  expect  even  from  a  brother,"  stammered 
the  man  in  black.  "There  is  but  one  way  for 
me  to  repay  you.  I  will  drop  quietly  out  of 
your  life  again,  only  to  return  when  I  am  worthy 
of  your  association." 

"Stay,"  cried  the  lieutenant,  "it  is  I  who  am 
at  fault,  not  you.  It  was  I  who  caused  all  your 
misfortunes,  I  who  ridiculed  your  youthful  am- 
bitions. And  until  I  have  done  all  in  my  power 
to  restore  you  to  your  rightful  place  I  cannot 
permit  you  to  go." 

The  other  made  as  if  to  speak  but  the  soldier 
continued : 

"Within  a  week  I  sail  for  France  to  take  part 
in  the  rehabilitation  of  the  war-torn  peoples. 
Will  you  come  with  me? " 

The  man's  heart  within  the  younger  brother's 
breast  leaped  for  joy. 

"Go  with  you!"  he  exclaimed.  "I'd  give  my 
right  hand  to  go." 

"Put  it  there,"  cried  the  officer. 

Every  wound  was  healed  in  the  firm  hand 
grasp  in  which  the  brothers  were  reunited  while 
out  under  the  solemn  stars  of  midnight  the  bells 
welcomed  the  birth  of  a  New  Year. 


■■;■.  .f,    . 


THE  VILLANOVAN  13 


The  Kaiser's  Soliloquy 


To  flee,  or  not  to  flee:  that  is  the  question: 

Whether  'tis  nobler  in  the  mind  to  suffer 

The  slings  and  arrows  of  outrageous  fortune, 

Or  to  take  flight  from  out  this  sea  of  troubles. 

And  by  escaping  end  them.     To  run;  to  fly: 

No  more,  and  by  our  flight  to  say  we  end 

The  heartache,  and  the  thousand  natural  shocks 

*'Kultur"  is  heir  to.     (JTis  an  abdication  devoutly  to  be  wished.)     To  plot,  t'intrigue; 

Tintrigue?  perchance  to  fight;  ay,  there's  the  rub. 

For  in  that  fight  to  death  what  wounds  may  come 

When  we  would  shuffle  nations  'neath  our  feet, 

Must  give  us  pause:  there's  the  respect 

That  makeis  ambitton  of  so  short  life.  ,.-'->.-.,.  ^i, 

For  who  would  bear  the  whips  and  scorns  of  the  Hun,  ■'" 

Th'  oppressor's  wrong,  the  proud  land's  contumely 

The  pangs  of  despis'd  rights,  a  tyrant's  sway, 

The  insolence  of  office  and  the  spurns 

That  lawless  might  of  the  unprotected  take, 

When  he  himself  might  his  quietus  make 

With  a  brave  "  To  Arms!  !  "     Who  would  such  outrage  bear? 

To  grunt  and  sweat  under  a  vassal's  life? 

'Tis  not  America! — 'tis  not  our  land! 

That  glorious  country  from  whose  bourn 

The  righteous  challenge  came,  aroused  our  wills. 

And  made  us  rather  vindicate  those  ills  we  had, 

Than  wait  for  others  that  we  know  not  of? 

Thus  justice  oft  makes  heroes  of  us  all; 

And  thus  the  Prussian  scheme  of  evolution 

Was  sicklied  o'er  by  dint  of  Yankee  vigor, 

And  enterprises  of  great  pith  and  moment 

In  the  Huns'  regard  their  currents  turns  awry, 

And  lose  the  fame  of  action. 

J.  F.  Burns. 


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14  THE  VILLANOVAN 

Tennyson  and  the  English  Poets  of  the  19th  Century 

By  Harold  J.  Wiegand 

NE  of  the  greatest  English  poets  since  his  elder  by  one  year,  possessed  great  promise 
Milton,  and  the  greatest  poet  of  the  in  versification  and  it  was  in  collaboration  with 
nineteenth  century  was  undoubtedly  him  that  Alfred  Tennyson  published  his  first 
Alfred  Tennyson.  He  was  a  true  poet,  and  his  poems  in  a  volume  entitled  "Poems  by  Two 
immense  number  of  masterful  lyrics  constitute  Brothers."  Young  Tennyson's  early  boyhood 
the  most  perfect  form  of  poetic  art  in  the  past  was  an  idyllic  round  of  peaceful  home-life.  He 
century.  He  succeeded  Wordsworth  in  the  loved  nature  and  took  long  rambles  through  the 
laureateship  of  England  but  was  essentially  lovely  woods  about  his  native  town, 
greater  than  his  predecessor  in  his  sublime  art.  In  1828  he  entered  Trinity  College,  Gambridge, 
His  melody  is  exquisite  and  in  metrical  construe-  and  while  studing  here,  his  remarkable  genius 
tion  he  is  unrivalled.  He  interpreted  nature  in  poetry  first  became  evident.  At  Cambridge 
with  surpassing  elegance  and  beauty  of  style;  he  met  Arthur  Hallam,  a  young  man  with  whom 
he  described  the  simpler  themes  of  everyday  life  he  formed  a  lasting  and  inseparable  friendship, 
with  charming  fidelity.  Tennyson  was  essen-  and  with  him  he  travelled  through  Europe, 
tially  an  English  poet;  his  subjects  are  all  con-  Hallam  died  in  Vienna,  1833,  and  to  perpetuate 
ceived  in  themes  dear  to  the  English  heart,  the  mem.ory  of  his  lost  companion,  Tennyson 
Unlike  a  great  majority  of  poets  he  did  not  find  wrote  his  immortal  elegy  "In  Memoriam,"  his 
it  necessary  to  seek  poetic  material  in  ancient  greatest  work.  After  leaving  Cambridge,  Ten- 
or mythological  history.  He  confined  himself  nyson  embarked  on  his  poetical  career  and  his 
to  England,  to  her  people,  her  beauties  of  nature,  success,  while  not  instantaneous,  was  very 
and  her  charming  legends.  Tennyson  is  the  rapid.  He  was  devoted  to  his  work  and  he  never 
best-loved  and  probably  the  most  well-known  permitted  any  of  his  poems  to  be  published  until 
of  English  lyric-poets  and  he  was  one  of  the  very  he  had  polished  them  to  the  utmost  of  pcrfec- 
few  who  spent  their  lives  in  creating  and  per-  fection.  He  was  made  Poet-Laureate  in  1850 
fecting  poetry  who  secured  pecuniary  recom-  and  in  the  same  year  married  Emily  Sellwood,  a 
pense  in  a  degree  worthy  of  his  art.  In  his  later  lady  with  whom  he  had  been  intimate  for  some 
years  he  received  fifty  dollars  a  line  for  his  works,  time.  They  had  two  children,  Hallam  and 
Royal  recognition  was  conferred  upon  him  by  Lionel.  The  former,  after  his  father's  death, 
creating  him  Poet  Laureate  and  raising  him  to  wrote  his  "Memories  of  Tennyson,"  the  most 
the  peerage.  valuable    biography    of    the    Laureate    extant. 

Tennyson  was  the  greatest  of  the  Victorian  Tennyson's  domestic  life  was  charmingly  happy 

poets  and  his  art  will  live  for  all  time  as  the  and  he  spent  most  of  his  time  on  his  estates  on 

most  perfect  and  sublime  masterpieces  of  poetry  the  Isle  of  Wight.     He  was  created  Baron  in 

conceived   in   the  nineteenth  century.     Milton  1884  and  took  his  seat  in  the  House  of  Lords, 

and  Shakespeare  alone  surpass  Tennyson,  and  He  brought  his  peaceful  life  to  a  close  in  1892 

to  him  must  be  granted  the  honor  of  standing  and  was  buried  in  Westminster  Abbey, 

with  those  incomparable  masters  of  poetry  as  Tennyson's  greatest  poetical  work  is  undoubt- 

the  greatest  exponents  of  the  sublimest  of  all  edly  "In   Memoriam,"   a  tribute  to  his  dead 

arts — English  Poetry.  friend  Hallam.     This  poem  permanently  fixed 

Alfred   Tennyson   was    born    in    1809  in  the  the  author's  place  among  the  master  poets.     It 

secluded  hamlet  of  Somersby,  Lincolnshire,  of  is  a  rather  somber  elegy.     Written  in  a  verse 

George  Tennyson,   a   vicar   in   the   Church   of  invented  by  him  and  designated   the  Tenny- 

England,  and  Elizabeth   Fytche.     He  had  six  sonian  stanza,  recounting  the  grief  of  a  human 

brothers  and  four  sisters.     His  brother  Charles,  soul   at   bereavement,    the  hopeless  despair  of 


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IS 


continued  separation,  reflections  on  the  spiritual 
side  of  nature  and  the  dread  of  death,  and  fin- 
ally, resignation  in  the  loss  of  the  loved  one^    , 

"  I  sometime  hold  it  half  a  sin 
To  put  in  words  the  grief  I  feel. 
For  words,  like  Nature,  half  reveal 
And  half  conceal  the  soul  within.'' 

As  a  writer  of  blank  verse  Tennyson  is  unsur- 
passed and  his  "Idylls  of  the  King"  are  his  best- 
loved  composition.  They  are  romantic  pictures 
of  the  legendary  exploits  of  Arthur's  Knights  of 
the  Round  Table.  "The  Passing  of  Arthur," 
"The  Holy  Grail,"  and  "Gareth  and  Lynnette" 
are  the  best  of  these.  The  blank  verse  lends  a 
harmonious  dignity  to  the  stories  unfolded,  and 
the  characters  portrayed  are  wonderfully  im- 
pressive and  life-like.  The  characters  of  the 
various  knights  are  skilfully  compared  and  the 
descriptions  of  Arthur,  Percival  and  Galahad 
are  masterpieces.  The  Idylls  are  filled  with 
lofty  sentiments  and  inspirational  thoughts.  All 
the  stories  are  interesting  and  Tennyson  in  this 
respect  rivals  Longfellow  who  is  noted  for  his 
skill  in  telling  a  story  in  verse, 

"The  Princess,"  an  artistic  medley  in  blank 
verse  interspersed  with  delightful  songs,  is  an 
ambitious  work  but  not  so  well  conceived  as  his 
other  poems.  The  descriptions  of  nature's 
beauty  is  this  poem's  chief  charm  but  the  por- 
trayal of  the  characters  is  rather  dim  and  the 
whole  theme — the  question  of  woman's  equaliza- 
tion, though  demonstrating  Tennyson's  knowl- 
edge of  economic  matters  is  a  bit  wearisome. 
The  melodious  songs  and  some  traces  of  spark- 
ling wit  are  redeeming  features  of  this  work. 

*^ As  through  the  land  at  eve  we  went  and  plucked 

the  ripened  ears, 
We  fell  out,  my  wife  and  I;  oh  we  fell  out  I  know 

not  why. 
And  kissed  again  ivith  tears. 
And  blessings  on  the  falling  out  that  all  the  more 

endears 
When  we  fall  out  with  those  we  love,  and  kiss 

again  with  tears.'*  ;^^^^^-  ;     V" 

"Maud"  is  one  of  Tennyson's  greatest  works. 


It  is  different  from  his  other  poems,  which  with 
the  exception  of  "In  Memoriam"  are  mostly 
cheerful.  This  poem  is  a  tragedy,  morbid,  and 
in  the  very  construction  of  its  verse,  conveying 
a  sense  of  horror  and  reproach.  The  poem 
recounts  the  story  of  a  man  who  loves  a  beau- 
tiful girl  but  loses  her  after  killing  her  brother 
in  a  duel.' 

Among  Tennyson's  most  popular  works  is 
"The  Charge  of  the  Light  Brigade,"  a  stirring 
picture  of  a  cavalry  charge  in  the  Crimean  War. 

"  When  can  their  glory  fade? 
0,  the  wild  charge  they  made! 
All  the  world  wondered. 
Honor  the  charge  they  made, 
Honor  the  Light  Brigade, 
Noble  Six  Hundred! " 

"Sir  Galahad"  is  a  splendid  lyric  full  of 
chivalric  devotion  and  religious  fervor  wherein 
the  Knight  Galahad  speaks  of  his  purpose  to  find 
the  Holy  Grail. 

■    '*  My  good  blade  carves  the  casques  of  men. 
My  tough  lance  thirsteth  sure. 
My  strength  is  as  the  strength  of  ten 
Because  my  heart  is  pure. 
I  never  felt  the  kiss  of  love, 
Nor  maiden's  hand  on  mine. 
All  armed  I  ride,  whate'er  betide, 
Until  I  find  the  Holy  Grail." 

"Ulysses"  is  an  idyllic  soliloquy  of  the  Greek 
hero  Ulysses,  or  as  he  was  known  to  Homer, 
Odysseus. 

"  /  am  a  part  of  all  that  I  have  met      , 
Yet  all  experience  is  an  arch  where  through 
Gleams  that  untraveled  world  whose  margin  fades 
Forever  and  forever  when  I  move." 


"A  Dream  of  Fair  Women 
terpiece   inspiringly   written. 


is  a  lyrical  mas- 
It  recounts  the 
poet's  dream  wherein  he  finds  himself  in  a  beau- 
tiful wood,  the  abode  of  the  fairest  women  of 
history.  He  holds  converse  with  them  but  is 
rudely  awakened  and  yearns  again  for  the 
Dreamland  of  Fair  Women.    Some  of  the  verses 


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are    exquisite.      While    walking    through    the 
woods — 

"  The  smell  of  violets  hidden  in  the  green 
Poured  hack  into  my  empty  soul  and  frame 
The  times  when  I  remembered  to  have  been 
Joyful  and  free  from  blame.*  ^ 

He  sees  one  of  the  Fair  Women — 
'M/  length  I  saw  a  lady  within  call. 
Stiller  than  chiseled  marble  standing  there; 
A  daughter  of  the  gods,  divinely  tall 
And  most  divinely  fair.** 

He  comes  upon  Cleopatra — 


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A  queen  with  swarthy  cheeks  and  bold,  black  eyes 
Brow  bound  with  burning  gold." 


She  complains — 

"/  have  no  men  to  govern  in  this  wood: 
That  makes  my  only  woe." 

"Morte  d'Arthur"  is  a  noble  piece  of  blank 
verse  picturing  the  death  of  King  Arthur  and 
the  return  of  his  sword  Excalibur  to  the  arm 
projecting  above  the  waters  of  the  mystic  lake — 
"Clothed  in  white   samite,  mystic,  wonderful." 

Among  other  of  Tennyson's  lyrics  the  best  are 
"The  May  Queen,"  "The  Bridesmaid,"  "St. 
Simeon  Stylites,"  "Adeline"  and  "Break,  break, 
break!"  Among  his  longer  poems  in  blank  verse 
other  than  those  aforementioned,  Enoch  Arden, 
the  story  of  the  husband  returning  after  a  long 
absence  to  find  his  wife  married  again,  is  well 
known  and  deservedly  popular.  Of  others, 
"Columbus,"  "The  Sisters"  and  the  "Voyage 
of  Moedune"  are  interesting  and  extremely  well 
written.  His  dramas,  principally  "Queen  Mary" 
and  "The  Foresters,"  did  not  meet  with  success. 

Tennyson  wrote  an  enormous  quantity  of 
poems  and  their  quality  was  consistently  bril- 
liant. He  reached  the  summit  of  his  genius  in 
his  "In  Memoriam"  and  his  poetical  quality 
nevef  retrograded,  and  even  on  his  death-bed  he 
composed  excellent  verse. 

England  was  rich  in  masters  of  poetry  in  the 
nineteenth  century:  Byron,  Wordsworth,  Keats, 
Shelley,  Coleridge  and  Browning  were  among  the 


greatest  poets  that  ever  lived.  We  cannot  in 
justice  to  these  neglect  them  entirely  in  speak- 
ing of  nineteenth  century  poetry  in  Eng- 
land. Tennyson  was  the  greatest  poet  of  that 
period  but  he  was  not  very  far  ahead  of  many 
of  his  contemporaries.  We  will  consider  Words- 
worth, Shelley,  and  Keats  at  another  time  under 
"Nature  Poets." 

Lord  Byron  was  not  a  great  poet,  a  great  deal 
of  his  work  is  trash,  but  much  of  his  poetry  dis-, 
plays  genius  and  his  power  of  description  is 
almost  unrivaled.  His  works  were  well  received 
in  England  and  were  especially  made  welcome 
in  Germany.  His  life  is  rather  unpleasant  to 
look  too  deeply  into:  he  was  decidedly  arro- 
gant, immoral,  and  frivolous  and  in  this  respect 
the  contrast  between  the  character  of  Tennyson 
and  most  of  the  poets  who  preceded  him  is  re- 
vealed. Whereas  the  moral  and  private  life  of 
Tennyson  was  irreproachable,  many  of  his  con- 
temporaries, as  Byron,  Shelley  and  even  Keats, 
were  lax  in  their  morals.  But  of  this  we  do  not 
intend  to  speak.  We  are  speaking  of  the  poet's 
literary  abilities  and  not  his  character.  Private 
morals  should  be  dissociated  from  literary 
genius  in  the  criticism  of  men  of  letters. 

Byron's  greatest  poem  is  "Child  Harold's 
Pilgrimage."  "Don  Juan"  is  notable  but  is  de- 
grading and  poisonous  as  the  whole  work  is 
veiled  depravity  in  morals.  Many  of  his  best 
lyrics  are  those  in  which  he  broods  in  hopeless 
despair  over  the  happiness  he  once  enjoyed. 
These  were  written  after  a  scandalous  love  affair 
with  an  Italian  Countess,  a  married  woman. 
"Manfred"  and  "Cain"  are  beautifully  written 
but  are  directed  against  all  religious  sentiments. 
"The  Bride  of  Abyda"  and  the  "Siege  of  Cor- 
inth" are  among  his  best  works,  but  through 
nearly  all  his  compositions  runs  a  poisonous  cur- 
rent of  the  basest  passions  and  the  vilest  senti- 
ments of  immorality  and  atheism.  The  follow- 
ing is  from  "  Childe  Harold  ",  one  of  the  greatest 
poems  conceived  in  English.  It  is  written  in 
the  Spenserian  stanza,  a  verse  well  adapted  to 
description  of  the  beautiful  in  nature  and  to 
lofty  sentiments. 

^' I  stood  in  Venice  on  the  Bridge  of  Sighs. 
A  palace  and  a  prison  on  each  hand. 


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I  saw  from  out  her  waves  her  structures  rise     v: 
As  from  the  stroke  of  the  Enchanter's  wand! 
A  thousand  years  their  cloudy  wings  expand 
Around  me  and  a  dying  glory  smiles 
O'er  the  fair  times  when  many  a  subject  land 
Looked  to  the  wingkd  Lion's  marble  piles 
Where  Venice  sat  in  state,  throned  on  her  hundred 
isles." 

Another  poet  of  the  nineteenth  century,  whose 
fame  rests  chiefly  upon  one  poem,  is  Samuel  Cole- 
ridge whose  Rime  of  the  Ancient  Mariner  is  one 
of  the  best-known  pieces  of  English  poetry  and 
by  many  able  critics  is  judged  the  greatest  poem 
of  the  nineteenth  century.  Its  imagery  is  splen- 
did and  its  depiction  of  the  Ancient  Mariner  is 
wonderfully  impressive.  One  cannot  read  this 
poem  but  feel  that  he  is  a  member  of  the  crew 
of  that  gruesome  ship  drifting  through  the 
mysterious  southern  seas,  nor  can  he  help  but 
have  a  feeling  akin  to  terror  at  the  hoary  mari- 
ner's description  of  the  silent  sea. 


"Day  after  day,  day  after  day 
We  struck  nor  breath  nor  motion 
As  idle  as  a  painted  ship 
Upon  a  painted  ocean. 
Water,  water  everywhere 
And  all  the  boards  did  shrink. 
Water,  water  everywhere 
Nor  any  drop  to  drink. 
The  very  deep  did  rot.     0  Christ! 
That  ever  this  should  be. 
Yea,  slimy  things  did  crawl  with  legs 
Upon  the  slimy  sea." 


Beside  his  ability  as  a  poet,  Coleridge  is  also 
remarkable  for  skill  in  philosophy  and  criticism. 
In  these  branches  his  "Biographica  Literaria" 
and  "Aid  to  Reflections"  are  noteworthy.  His 
best  poems  are  "Ancient  Mariner,"  "Christa- 
bel"  and  "Dejection."  The  following  is  his 
epitaph  written  by  him  shortly  before  his  death : 

*' Stop,  Christian  passerby!    Stop,  Child  of  God! 
And  read  with  gentle  breast.    Beneath  this  sol 
A  poet  lies,  or  that  which  one  seemed  he. 
O,  lift  one  thought  in  prayer  for  S.  T.  C. 
That  he  who  many  a  year  xviih  toil  of  breath 


Found  death  in  life,  may  here  find  life  in  death. 
Mercy  for  praise, — to  he  forgiven  for  fame. 
He  asked  and  hoped  through  Christ.    Do  thou  the 
same." 

A  writer,  who  loomed  high  among  England's 
poets  in  the  nineteenth  century,  was  Robert 
Browning.  His  was  undoubtedly  the  intellect  of 
genius  but  due  to  the  obscurity  of  much  of  his 
language  and  his  difficulty  in  expressing  his 
thoughts  fully  he  cannot  be  ranked  above  any 
of  the  greatest  poets  of  his  time.  But  neverthe- 
less Browning  was  a  true  poet  and  much  of  his 
work,  especially  "Pippa  Passes"  and  his  earlier 
lyrics  will  be  immortal.  He  is  unexcelled  in 
character-delineation  and  although  it  is  difficult 
sometimes  to  understand  the  tenor  of  his  poems 
a  little  study  will  display  his  clear  perception  of 
human  emotions  and  his  wonderful  power  of 
interpreting  the  spiritual  in  nature.  His  best 
works  are  "Pippa  Passes,"  "Men  and  Women," 
"Saul"  and  "Pied  Piper  of  Hamelin."  The  fol- 
lowing is  taken  from  "Evelyn  Hope"— 

"Sixteen  years  old  when  she  died! 
Perhaps  she  had  scarcely  heard  my  name- 
It  was  not  her  time  to  love;  beside 
Her  life  had  many  a  hope  and  aim, 
Duties  enough  and  little  cares.  ^ 

And  now  was  quiet  and  now  astir 
Till  Cod's  hand  beckoned  unawares. 
And  this  sweet  white  brow  is  all  of  her. 
I  loved  you  Evelyn,  all  the  while 
My  heart  seemed  full  as  it  could  hold. 
There  was  place  and  to  spare  for  the  frank  young 

smile 
And  the  red  young  mouth  and  the  hair's  red  gold 
So  hush!    I  will  give  thee  this  leaf  to  keep. 
See,  I  shut  it  inside  the  sweet,  cold  hand. 
There!  that  is  our  secret!    Go  to  sleep! 
You  will  wake,  and  remember,  and  understand.'* 

Leaving  aside  the  Nature  Poets  whom  we  will 
consider  elsewhere  the  remaining  poets  of  note 
in  nineteenth  century  in  England  were  Wolfe, 
chiefly  remembered  for  his  "Burial  of  Sir  John 
Moore";  Hood,  whose  "Bridge  of  Sighs"  is 
remarkable;  Southey  and  Stevenson,  both  of 
whom  are  better  known  for  their  prose  writing. 


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Kipling  is  considered   more  of  a  present-day  ridge,  Stevenson,  and  Hood  are  unrivalled  by 

writer  than  of  the  last  century,  but  his  various  and  poetry  of  preceding  periods.  The  eighteenth 

ballads,  although  sometimes  brilliant  verse,  do  century  had  its  Pope,  its  Gray,  and  its  Gold- 

not  raise  him  to  a  position  of  immortality  as  a  smith;  the  seventeenth  had  its  Milton  and  Dry- 

P°^^*  den;    the   sixteenth   had   its  Shakespeare   and 

.  Spenser,  but  although  perhaps  not  possessing 

^    Considering  both  the  quality  and  quantity  of  the  brilliancy  of  Shakespeare  nor  the  inspiration 

Its  poetry,  the  nineteenth  century  is  undoubt-  of  Milton,  the  nineteenth  centurv  has  the  ele- 

edly  one  of  the  greatest  periods  of  poetry  in  Eng-  gance  of  Tennyson,  the  sublimity  of  Shelley,  and 

land.    The  beautiful  and  inspiring  masterpieces  the  repose  of  Wordsworth,  and  that  in  itself  is 

of  Tennyson,  Wordsworth,  Keats,  Shelley,  and  enough  to  place  this  century  upon  the  highest 

Byron,  as  well  as  the  lesser  poets  Browning,  Cole-  niche  in  Poetry's  Hall  of  Fame. 


Freedom  Forever 

Song  (Air:  "Marching  Through  Georgia") 

Spread  the  joyous  news  around, 
Our  boys  are  on  the  way; 
Back  from  Europe's  battle-ground, 
Yes,  victors  in  the  fray, — 
Back  to  home  and  country  dear 
With  hearts  that  throb  and  sway 
In  the  cause  of  Freedom  forever. 

Hurray!  Hurray!     Our  boys  are  on  the  way! 
Hurray!  Hurray!     Yes,  victors  in  the  fray! 
We  welcome  them  with  heart  and  hand 
Back  to  the  U.  S.  A., 
The  haven  of  freedom  forever 

Hosts  have  fallen  in  the  fight 
For  Freedom  and  for  Right, — 
Honor-heroes  they'll  remain 
On  history's  page  so  bright: 
Valiant  deeds,  and  battles  won 
Acclaim  their  strength  and  might 
In  the  cause  of  Freedom  forever. 


W.  J.  Ryan. 


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THE   VI  LLANO  VAN  19 

Bribing  the  Stars 

By  Thomas  R.  Hanley 

JANE  was  unhappy.    She  had  bent  all  her  stars  and  whom  you  shdul4c?riias;j|?.!\  he  asked 

energies  for  the  last  two  weeks  toward  this  angrily, 

minute — and  here  it  was.     She  couldn't  "Madame  Royes  isn't  a  fool  thank  you,  and 

help  being  unhappy — who  could  when  one  had  I  can  see  now  what  kind  of  a  husband  you  would  > 
to  refuse  a  man  one  wanted  to  marry  with  aJ^^;  be-— you----you  brute.''^^^^^^  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^o^^r^^^:;^?^^^^^^^^^' 

one's  heart.     If  only  Hor tense  had  never  told  And  squeezing  a  few  tears  she  flounced  up  and 

her  about  Madame  Royes — but  it  was  too  late  left  him  alone  in  the  moonlight. 

now---the  die  was  cast— she  couldn't  change  the  Arthur  sat  there  a  while  brooding — ^at  the  bot- 

stars.    And  so  she  ruminated.  tom  of  all  his  thought  was  one  Madame  Royes — 

At  last  her  thoughts  came  back  to  the  present  in  fact  she  was  being  consigned  to  the  fiery  pit 

and  she  realized  with  a  start  that  this  was  the,  about  twenty  times  a  minute.    Finally  he  arose, 

THE  moment  of  her  life.    A  good-looking,  clean-  got  his  car  and  left,  not  even  giving  Jane  her 

limbed  young  fellow  sat  beside  her  in  the  swing  farewell  toot  of  the  horn.    Arthur  was  perturbed, 

and  was  pressing  her  hand.     He  was  pouring  The  next  afternoon  a  long  gray  racer  stopped 

out  a  flood  of  oratory  (carefully  learned  by  heart)  in  front  of  a  house  on  East  72nd  Street  and  a 

as  to  why  she  should  marry  him.    Finding  that  young  man  in  tweeds  sprang  out  and  quickly 

actions  speak  louder  than  words,  he  seized  her  ran  up  the  steps  and  pulled  the  bell.    A  swarthy 

in  his  arms  and  cried  passionately,  man  garbed  as  a  Hindu  appeared  in  answer  and 

"Jane,  won't  you  marry  me?"  ushered  him  into  a  small  waiting  room.     The 

Reluctantly  releasing  herself,  Jane  smoothed  walls  were  hung  with  oriental  tapestries  and  in 

her  hair  and  with  a  deep  sigh  began,     ;v  a  corner  was  a  smoking  incense  lamp  under  a 

"No,  Arthur,  I  can  never,  never  marry  you."  smirking  bronze  Buddha.     :; 

"Why  not?  I  can  dance,  play  a  fair  game  of  The  Hindu  held  out  a  tray  for  Arthur's  card 
golf,  and  I'm  sure  Dad  will  give  us  a  steam  and  disappeared  for  a  few  moments.  He  re- 
yacht.    What's  the  matter,  don't  you  love  me?"  turned  again  with  the  card  and  said, 

"Ye— es,  but  I  can  never  marry  you."  "Madame  Royes   receives   only  by  appoint- 

"Why?"                                                |;\?;:;::;';Vv  ment.'' 

"Because."  But  Arthur  was  of  this  generation  and  wise 

"Because  why,  doggone  it — are  you  going  to  beyond  his  years;  without  a  word  he  pressed  a 

drive  me  to  drink  just  for  'because' — give  me  bill  against  the   not-hard-to-find   palm  of   the 

the  reason  or  I'll  go  out  in  the  garden  and  cast  Hindu, 

myself  to  the  goldfishes."  "Thank  yo'  boss,"  was  the  result  and  the 

Jane  looked  at  him  adoringly  and  wondered  if  pseudo-Hindu  opened  his  mouth  in  a  wide  grin, 

he  really  would  ruin  those  lovely  white  flannels,  his  flashing  ivories  disclosing  to  the  world  his 

At  last  she  said.  unmistakable  African  ancestry.    He  disappeared 

"Arthur,  the  reason  I  can't  marry  you  is  be-  again  behind  the  curtains  and  after  a  little  while 

cause  the  Fates  forbid  it.    Madame  Royes  said  came  back  with  the  news  that  Madame  would 

my  stars  clash  with  yours  and  it  would  only  see  him  a  few  minutes  between  appointments, 

mean   unhappiness   for   both — besides  you   are  Arthur  followed  the  disguised  African  to  the 

light  and  the  stars  tell  me  to  marry  a  dark  seance  room.     Evidently  Madame  was  a  great 

romantic-looking  man  whom  I   will  meet  this  believer  in  the  proper  atmosphere,  for  the  room 

summer."  fairly  screamed  mystery.    The  walls  were  hung 

"What  fool  told  you  all  this  slush  about  the  in  unrelieved  black  save  for  a  large  chart  of  the 


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20  THE   VILLANOVAN 

heavens.     A  large  crystal  gazing  globe  on  a  "The  stars  are  at  your  mercy,"  she  said  smil- 

pedestal,  a  table  covered  with  green  felt  and  ing,  "what  do  you  want?"    Then  they  settled 

two  high-backed  chairs  completed  the  furnish-  down  to  business.                       ., 

ings.     Madame  Royes  stood  by  a  chair  as  he  A  short  time  after  Arthul'  was  spewing  out 

entered  and   murmured  "Mr.   Kemble."     She  the  Drive,  chuckling  to  himself  and  smiling  at 

was  a  tall  thin  woman  wrapped  in  a  flowing  robe  the  world  in  general.    It  wasn't  such  a  bad  world 

of  vivid  scarlet.  after  all. 

She  motioned  him  to  a  chair  and  after  being  But  let  us  go  back  to  the  house  on  72nd 

seated  paced  the  room  a  few  minutes.     Every  Street.    Madame  Royes  is  sitting  in  the  kitchen 

move  breathed  mystery.     Then  she  sat  down  talking  to  another  woman,  evidently  French, 

and  leaned  across  the  table,  ready  to  begin  her  Madame  is  saying, 

seance.    Arthur  noticed  on  close  inspection  that  "Yes,  Hortense,  it  worked  like  a  charm.     I 

her  face  was  lined  artificially  and  in  this  he  scared  her  a  little  and  she  put  him  off— and  he 

recognized  an  eye  to  business — for  the  seeress  came  and  bribed  the  stars.     Now  I  hope  they 

has  in  all  times  been  old  and  wrinkled.  will  both  be  happy.     Pass  the  scheme  around 

"You  were  born  in  March — the  month  of  the  among  your  friends  and  I  will  pay  you  for  your 

Twelfth  House  of  the  Zodiac — of  Pisces — ^Jupiter  trouble.     You  know  all  young  girls  love  mys- 

is  your  guiding  planet — ^  tery  and  fortune  telling — here  is  yours"  and  she 

"Pardon  me,  Madame,  but  I  did  not  come  to  passed  a  note  to  Hortense.  i,) 

have  my  future  read,  I  want  to  ask  you  a  ques-  A  week  later  Hortense  brought  a  note,  heav- 

tion,  will  you  answer  it?"  ily  scented  with   sandalwood,   to  Jane   which 

Madame  glanced   up  interestedly,   and  saw  stated   "  that  due   to  an  unexplainable   cause 

that  she  was  not  dealing  with  a  bored-to-death  certain  stars  in  the  celestial  system  had  changed 

child  of  society,  but  a  wide-awake  young  man.  their  courses,  especially  those  which  governed 

She  didn't  answer  his  question  immediately  and  Miss  Wilson's  orbit.    If  she  would  call  on  Mon- 

he  continued,         ^  day  at  three,  Madame  would  correct  her  horo- 

"What  I  want  to  know  is  this — Can  the  stars  scope — "      : 


be  impelled  to  change  their  courses — and  conse-        Two  months  later  on  a  large  steam  yacht 

quently  one's  future?"  called  the  "Jane,"  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  Kem- 

Madame  looked  hard  at  him  a  minute  and  ble  were  talking,  or  rather  whispering,  for  you 

answered  in  a  far-away  voice,  know  talking  isn't  really  necessary  between  two 

"The  stars  have  been  known  to  be  attracted  parties  when  the  party  of  the  first  part  is  sit- 
out  of  their  courses,  if  there  is  a  sufficient  attrac-  ting  on  the  knees  of  the  party  of  the  second  part 
tion."  And  she  laid  almost  imperceptible  em-  and  her  head  rests  on  his  shoulder  so  that  he 
phasis  on  the  word  ''sufficient".  inhales  a  blonde  curl  every  time  he  breathes. 

Instantly  a  twenty-dollar  bill  found  its  way         "Wasn't  it  lucky,  dearie,"  she  cooed,  "that 

to  the  center  of  the  table.     Madame  looked  the  stars  changed — just  think,  if  they  hadn't  I 

straight  ahead — her  gaze  never  faltered.  wouldn't  be  where  I  am  today — I  mean  your 

A  ten  spot  floated  down  beside  the  twenty.  wife — and  to  think  that  we  owe  all  this  happiness 

"The  stars  are  wavering  in  their  courses,"  she  to  Madame  Royes." 

murmured.  And  Arthur  was  of  this  generation  and  wise 

Another  twenty  topped  the  pile  and  the  stars  beyond  his  years  so  he  said  nothing  like  a  good 

were  put  to  rout  entirely.  husband. 


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THE   VILLANOVAN  !  21 


**^';'^^''^The  Armistice 

By  John  F.  Burns 


SHRO'l/DED  in  the  gloom  of  darkness  and  that  characteristic  sternness,  grit,  and  inflexi- 

silence,  mysterious  night  was  falling.  And  ble  determination— the  inevitable  stamp  of  war 

it  was  falling  upon  a  place  that  has  bred  upon  its  votaries.    The  sergeant  himself,  as  he 

more  sorrow,  perhaps,  than  any  other  place  on  sat,  paper  in  hai^d  in  their  midst,  was  truly  a 

earth,  a  place  whose  very  mention  tugs  hard  at  fitting  central  figtire  to  the  splendid  group — so 

the  heart-strings  of  many  a  man  and  woman  typical  of  the  American  soldiery.    He  finished 

and  child, — it  was  falling  on  No  Man's  Land,  reading  and  dropped  the  paper  on  his  knee.    But 

But  the  darkness  was  not  continuous,  nor  the  still  no  one  moved;   no  one  spoke.    They  were 

silence  uninterrupted,  for  ever  and  anon  it  was  lost  in  that  silent  revery  which  commonly  follows 

illuminated  by  the  light  of  a  bursting  star-shell,  reflection  upon  the  loss  of  one  who  is  dear,  and 

or  shaken  with  the  roar  of  barrages.   And  often —  who  holds  a  big  place  in  our  hearts.    Finally  the 

oh,  very  often— arose  that  sound  most  terrible  sergeant  broke  the  spell. 

to  hear — the  cries  and  groans  of  the  dying.    This  "Well,  boys,"  he  said  solemnly,  "he's  gone, 

is  the  spot  on  which  unsettled  night  has  fallen —  that's  all!"     And  the  torn  sleeve  brushed  his 

a  spot  where  rules  the  dynasty  of  death  and  face.   Another  pause,  and  he  suddenly  sprang  up. 

suffering  and  horror,  where  sorrow  breeds,  where  "By  heaven,"  he  cried  in  a  passion,  "there'll 

hearts  and  hearths  and  hopes  are  sorely  riven,  be  nothing  left  at  all!     They're  taking  every- 

In  the  obscurity,  the  two  long  lines  of  hostile  thing — everything — everything.     May  God  re- 
trenches form,  as  it  were,  but  deeper  strata  in  venge  them!" 

the  darkness.     Lying  scattered  between  them,  "Amen!  !"     The  word  came  from  the  very 

and  to  all  appearances  like  little  dark  masses  of  depths  of  their  hearts. 

blackness,  or  holes  in  the  ground,  lie  the  bodies  The  sergeant  went  on  again,  half  in  soliloquy: 

of  those  slain  in  a  recent  sally.     In  one  of  the  "It's  mighty  strange,"  he  said,  "the  way  things 

dugouts  on  the  American  side  some  of  the  khaki-  happen  lately.    We  never  make  a  move,  but  the 

clad  lads  are  ga.thered  round  a  comrade  who  is  Huns  are  there  and  ready — more  than  prepared 

reading:                                      ^  for  us.     I  tell  you,  it's  mighty  strange.     And 

:    "Confessor,  Censor,  Comrade,  Father  Jim  was  right.     There  must  be — a  spy 

It  was  ever  Father  Jim,  or  a  traitor  somewhere, — d — nhim!"       ; 

In  a  shell-hole  rut  or  a  K.  C.  hut,  At  this  point  he  was  interrupted  by  a  voice 

When  duty  called  to  him.''  from  the  entrance  way.     It  was  the  command- 
ant's orderly.    Sergeant  —  was  wanted  imme- 

" There!    It's  finished  down  to  that  at  least,"  diately  at  headquarters.    With  great  perplexity 

he  said.  on  his  own  part  and  that  of  his  comrades  he  fol- 

And  the  boys  in  the  dugout  crowded  nefarer  lowed  the  official.     In  a   few  minutes  he  re- 

the  sergeant  to  see  what  he  had  written.iflltf'V^'''  'Itilfwed^^  in  his  hand    his    commission, 

a  fine  scene,  too,  though  not  without  its  element  justly  merited.    In  reward  of  frequent  proofs  of 

of  sadness,  and  common  enough  in  the  dugouts  courage  and  prudence,  he  had  been  raised  to  the 

over  there.    Outside  the  night  had  fallen,  black,  rank  of  lieutenant.     His  comrades  cheered  and 

starless,  and  for  many  a  poor  lad,  hopeless,  too.  cheered.     But   the   sergeant  seemed   far   from 

Within,  the  yellow  light  from  the  swinging  lamp  jubilant,  as  he  resumed  his  place  with  downcast 

gave  a  more  martial  appearance  to  the  bespat-  air,  and  silence.     Truly,  here  was  an  enigma, 

tered  forms  and  stained,  grim  faces  that  peered  and   they  stared  in   puzzled  surprise  until   at 

in  a  cluster  over  the  sergeant's  shoulders.    Even  length  he  explained, 

in  relaxation,  still  could  be  noticed  upon  them  "Boys,"  he  said,  gazing  round  the  circle  of 


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22                                                     THE   VILLANOVAN  . 

faces,  "I'm  going  over."    A  pause.     "And  I'm  His  heart  stops  short;    then  violently  pounds, 

going  alone."  And  outwardly  dead,  he  lies  motionless  again, 

Their  faces  fell,  for  well  they  knew  the  mean-  but  with  every  sense  strained  for  danger.    Ah! 

ing  of  those  words.     More  than  one  friend  and  A    loud    groan    from    out    the   darkness.      He 

comrade  had  "gone  over"  before,  and  never  to  breathes  more  freely.    It  is  only  som.e  wounded 

return.    So  in  sympathy  they  gathered  closer,  lad,  missed  by  the  Red  Cross,  probably,  and 

"Notthat  I'm  afraid,"  he  went  on,  "to— to—  about  to  die.     "If  he  only  had  Father  Jim," 

pal  with   Father  Jim  once  m.ore,  but  honest,  thought  the  officer,  "to  make  it  easier."    And  he 

boys"  (and  his  voice  shook  a  little),  "I  hate  to  resumed  his  cautious  progress, 

leave  the  crowd."    He  made  as  if  to  speak  again,  "Good  God!"  he   suddenly  gasped.    A  body 

iDUt  the  next  words  would  not  come.    Still  with  some  distance   ahead   of  him,— -he   could  just 

;a  downcast  gaze  he  sat,  leaning  forward  now,  make  it  out  in  the  darkness — a  dead  body — had 

with  elbows  on  his  knees  and  both  hands  under  moved  its  head!    And  he  himself  became  out- 

his  chin.     But  no  longer  was  he  in  the  dugout  wardly  dead  again,  but  with  eyes  riveted  on  the 

with  the  boys.    No,  he  was  far,  far  away  in  the  now  motionless  body.    Ever  so  little,  it  moved 

little  white  cottage  among  the  trees.     Up  the  again. 

front  steps  he  was  springing  to  the  mother,  who  "At  last!"  he  thought  to  himself,  "the  spy!" 

wept,   and   the  father  who  smiled.     Now  his  With  infinite  caution,  he  covered  the  prostrate 

sister  threw  her  arms  around  him.      Ah,  that  form  with  his  weapon.    It  was  too  dark  to  dis- 

was  his  dream, — but  dream  and  no  more.  For  he  tinguish  the  uniform,  but  he  took  no  chances, 

was  not  going  home.    He  might  never  go  home.  Again  the  head  moved — seemed  to  look  toward 

And  he  groaned.  him — and  sink.     The  American  was  thinking 

He  was  silent,  still  gazing  down.     And  the  hard.    Here,  without  a  doubt,  was  the  spy,  and 

gaze  of  the  boys  went  downward,  too, — to  hide  at  his  mercy.    One  shot,  and  he  could  kill  him 

a  tear,  perhaps.     For  they  understood  but  too  outright,  but  might  he  not  obtain  some  valua- 

well.    Many  a  similar  scene  had  they  witnessed,  ble  information  by  waiting — by  following  the 

and  many  another  comrade  had  they  beheld  in  man?     He  waited.     Like  a  dead  man,  he  lay 

the  same  sad  straits.    Scarcely  a  chance  of  sue-  perfectly  still  in  the  darkness,  watching.     The 

cess,  the  commander  had  said.     It  was  death,  form  never  moved.    The  strain  from  his  posture 

perhaps,   to  try  it.     But  a  spy  was  at  work,  was  intense  and  every  muscle  rebelled.    Fifteen, 

The  point  of  his  egress  from  the  lines  was  sus-  twenty,  thirty  minutes — and  still  the  figure  was 

pected.    Some  one  must  be  waiting  in  No  Man's  motionless.     He  began   to  doubt.     Perhaps  it 

Land,  in  case  those  behind  the  trenches  missed  was  his  imagination.    He  must  get  nearer.    But 

him.  hardly  had  he  lowered  his  pistol  when  the  figure 

And  so  the  sergeant,  for  this  we  will  continue  stirred — a   very    little — then    slowly    began    to 

to  call  him,  went  over.    They  accompanied  him  approach  him. 

to  the  breastworks,  watched  while  he  slid  cau-  "Ha!"  thought  the  officer,   "he  must  think 

tiously  over,  and  peered  after  him  till  his  form  I'm  unarmed."    And  taking  careful  aim  at  the 

was   swallowed   up   in    the   darkness.      It   was  advancing  form,  he  fired.     But  there  was  no 

approaching  midnight   now   and    there   he   lay  report.     The   shells  were   old,    and   had   been 

prostrate  among  the  dead  of  No  Man's  Land,  exploded.     A  tremor  passed  over  him  as  he 

One  unguarded  movement  meant  death.    Slowly,  realized  the  consequences. 

imperceptibly,  without  raising  his  head,  little  "God  help  me  now,"  he  muttered.    And  brac- 

by  little  he  moves  along  in  the  darkness  with  ing  himself ,  he  awaited  developments, 

painful  progress.     Now  he  lies  still,  now  starts  But  the  figure,  looming  out  more  clearly  as  it 

again.    Another  pause — another  advance.    And  approached,   suddenly   changed   its  course  and 

so  he  creeps  onward,  this  American  officer  in  No  passed  him  by  some  distance  to  the  left.     He 

Man's  Land.  breathed  a  sigh  of  relief,  waited  a  little,  then 

A  sudden  sound  nearby!     What  can  it  be?  cautiously  followed,  retracing  the  ground  already 


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covered.    Little  by  little,  he  became  less  cau-  Father  Jim — his  idol,  and  the  idol  of  the  regi- 

tious.    He  quickened  his  progress,  and  was  soon  ment — ^^for  whom  he  would  gladly  have  given 

quite  close,  too  close,  he  thought,  but  neverthe-  his  very  life — ^not  dead,  ah  no,  but  worse  than 

less  he  stayed — to  the  stealthily  advancing  form,  dead!    He  was  a  spy.    He  was  a  traitor.    And 

He  reached  a  point  finally  where  he  could  again  the  sergeant  groaned  aloud : 

distinguish  the  body  of  the  man  whose  dying  "To  think,"  he  said,  "that  it  was  I  who  dis- 

groan  had  so  startled  him  before.     It  was  now  covered  you!  that  /  must  tell  the  boys!" 

past   midnight.     Would   the   spy   never   stop?  In  a  moment  he  was  his  own  cool  self  again. 

Ah!  yes.    He  had  stopped.    The  form  again  be-  And  then — snap!  went  the  cords  of  his  affection, 

came  as  dead.    He  had  stopped  directly  beside  A  mighty  flood  of  anger,  righteous  anger,  seemed 

that  body.     What  could  it  mean,  thought  his  literally  to  inundate  his  whole  being.     Strong 

pursuer?    Was  that  groan  a  signal?    The  ser-  though  his  love  had  been,  his  hate  was  even 

geant  was  puzzled,  and  fearing  some  strategy,  stronger.     That  man,   there  before  him,   that 

he  still  waited,  thinking  hard.    Before  him,  per-  spy,  that  traitor  had  duped  them  all,  ay,  would 

haps,  and  only  a  few  yards  distant,  lay  the  have  sold  away  the  life  of  every  brave  comrade 

secret    of    the    enemy's    communication    and  that  fought  by  his  side — would  have  sold  them, 

information.     Even   now,    messages  might   be  yes.    But  not  now,  for  he  would  kill  him! 

going  or   coming.     Yes,  he  simply  must  get  All  this  had  transpired  in  an  instant,  and  now 

nearer.     And  closer  and  closer  he  wormed  his  came   the  sergeant's  reply,   in   the   same   low 

way,   fortune  favoring  him  the  while,   for  no  tone,  but  fearfully  ominous, 

shells  flared  their  lurid  light.     A  little  more,  "Yes,  traitor,"  he  said.     "I'll  end  the  farce, 

and  he  could  see  the  two  forms  quite  distinctly.  I'll  shoot— and  I'll  not  miss  either." 

And,  ha!  he  was  right!     Here  was  the  secret  Nearer  and  nearer  he  crept,  entirely  forgetful 

indeed!    The  supposedly  wounded  and  dead  man  of  the  other  man,  only  thirsting  for  the  life  of 

was  whispering  now  to  the  figure  he  had  fol-  the  priest.     Nearer  and  nearer — to  make  per- 

lowed.     If  he  could  only  hear!     He  crept  still  fectly  sure  of  his  aim.    He  knew  he  should  have 

closer,  but  the  whispering  stopped.     He  could  but  one  attempt  to  kill  him,— for  a  score  of 

see  that  both  men  wore  the  uniform  of  German  bullets,  at  the  flash  of  his  gun,  would  probably 

officers.    So  he  awaited  developments.    He  was  lodge  in  his  body.    And  so,  with  what  might  be 

perilously  near,  he  knew,  but  it  was  too  late  to  termed  a  horrible  calmness,  he  went  about  it. 

retreat.    A  full  quarter  of  an  hour  he  lay  there,  Butthepriest — would  he  not  resist?  The  sergeant 

but  not  a  muscle  of  the  two  men  seemed  to  thought  of  this  not  one  way  or  the  other.      He 

move.    Good  actors,  he  thought.    And  still  he  only  knew  he  must  kill  him.     Ah,  now  he  was 

waited.    The  strain  of  inaction  was  terrific.    He  quite  ready, 

could  stand  it  no  longer,  and  had  prepared  for  "One" — he  counted. 

a  sudden  desperate  attack  upon  them,  count-  "Two,"  and  the  priest  had  shut  his  eyes  at 
ing  on  the  surprise  for  success,  when  all  at  once,  the  gleam  of  the  barrel,  when  all  at  once  a  star- 
in  the  calmest  tones,  though  very  low,  there  shell  burst  above  them  and  he  recognized  the 
came  a  voice  through  the  darkness,  in  pure  and  features  of  the  sergeant, 
familiar  English,  "Good   God!"   he   cried.      "Is   it   you,   seV' 


"  ( 


'Shoot — for  God's  sake,  and  end  this  farce!  geant?     And  come   to   this — a   spy!     I   can't 

My  work  is  done  anyway."  believe  it." 

It  was  the  German  officer  who  spoke!    The  The  sergeant  dropped  his  weapon  in  surprise 

sergeant  all  but  cried  aloud  in  astonishment  at  at  the  sudden  accusation.   Then,  theflimsinessof 

the  words,  and  at  the  voice.    Then  around  went  that  strategy  dawned  upon  him,  and  he  laughed, 

his  head,  his  brain  was  in  a  whirl,  and  he  nearly  — a  low,  derisive  laugh. 

swooned.     He  knew  that  voice,  and  a  terrible  "One!''  and  the  priest  saw  the  barrel  gleam 

truth  dawned  upon  him.  again. 

It  was  the  voice  of  Father  Jim!  "Hold!"  he  cried.     "For  the  love  of  God, 


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stop!    What  are  you  going  to  do?" 

"Two!"  and  he  added,  "Vm  going  to  kill 
you — traitor !"'■'■■;.:"■;•■.  .   ■■'■^ir.  j'-'y;-:-' '':'■' 

"Three!"  And  he  fired.  But  there  was  no 
report.  He  had  forgotten  the  condition  of  his 
shells.  The  priest  comprehended.  The  sergeant 
was  not  in  the  least  disconcerted.  He  would 
change  them,  he  said, — damnation!  They  were 
gone — lost  as  he  was  creeping  along  the  ground. 

"No  matter,  traitor,"  he  said,  still  unmoved. 
"I'll  brain  you.    It's  less  risky  anyhow." 

At  that  moment  there  was  a  movement  from 
the  prostrate  form  beside  the  priest.  The  ser- 
geant paused.  He  could  now  see  .that  the  man 
had  really  been  wounded,  and  was  apparently 
returning  to  consciousness  after  a  fainting  spell. 
The  priest  was  fumbling  in  his  bosom.  Then, 
with  a  muttered  thank  God!  he  turned  to  the 
man  and  administered  the  viaticum. 

At  this  light  began  to  dawn  upon  the  mind  of 
the  sergeant.  Had  he  not  been  mistaken?  O, 
how  he  wished  he  had!  His  old  love  began  to 
fight  hard  against  his  new-born  hate. 

"Father,"  he  said  hoarsely,  "for  God's  sake 
tell  me  you're  not — "  and  he  could  not— would 
not  finish.     .■■  ^-.^^^ 

"I'm  not,"  was  the  priest's  reply.  And  the 
sergeant  watched  in  silence  while  the  chaplain, 
tenderly  supporting  the  dying  man's  head,  held 
his  crucifix  close  to  the  glazing  eyes,  and  whis- 
pered words  of  hope  and  comfort  into  his  ear. 
The  heart  of  the  single  spectator  of  the  sad, 
though  beautiful  scene  was  touched,  and  he 
recalled  how  he  had  but  a  short  time  before, 
described  this  very  thing  in  the  poem  he  had 
written  for  the  boys  in  memory  of  the  supposedly 
dead  priest, 

"  We  knew  as  the  battle  prospered, 
When  the  death  dart  sunk  in  our  breast. 
We  could  always  nod 
To  the  Cross  of  God 
At  Father  Jim's  behest.'' 

But  the  chaplain  had  now  turned  to  him 
again,  for  the  man  was  dead.  He  told  his  story, 
and  soon  there  were  tears  in  the  sergeant's  eyes. 

"Forgive  me.  Father  Jim,"  he  said  when  the 


priest  had  finished,  "for  being  guilty  even  to 
think  it  of  you.  And  to  think,"  he  added  with 
a  shudder,  "that  I  came  so  near  to — — ";  but 
the  priest  interrupted/^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  ;         /         \  . 

"Nay;  I,  too,  have  erred  and  grievously,  in 
taking  you  to  be  the  spy  about  whose  workings 
I  had  heard.  But  even  yet,  I  can't  imagine 
what  in  the  world  brings  you  out  here  alone  in 
No  Man's  Land," 

The  sergeant  explained,  telling  Father  Jim 
how  he  had  discovered  him  in  the  darkness, 
taken  him  for  the  spy  he  was  after,  and  so  on. 
In  the  meantime  let  us  rehearse,  in  brief,  the 
story  told  by  Father  Jim. 

He  had  not  been  killed,  only  captured.  The 
German  commander,  on  learning  of  his  rank, 
and  his  acquaintance  with  the  language,  had 
summoned  him.  The  commander's  brother  had 
fallen  that  day,  severely  wounded  in  No  Man's 
Land,  and  had  been  heard  to  call  for  the  priest. 
He  might  yet  be  alive.  Would  the  American 
chaplain  consent  to  attend  him?  He  could  go 
on  parole,  and  under  cover  of  darkness. 

"And  so  here  I  am,"  concluded  the  priest. 

"But  that  uniform?"  said  the  sergeant  ques- 
tioningly.    The  priest's  face  clouded. 

"They  didn't  trust  me  on  parole,"  he  said. 
This  uniform  they  knew  would  practically  force 
me  to  return.  With  it  on,  I  could  hardly  ap- 
proach our  lines  in  safety.  I  might  discard  it, 
you  say?  Than  I  might  be  shot  by  either  side, 
on  suspicion,  before  I  could  explain.  So  my 
safety  lay  in  keeping  it,  and  consequently  re- 
turning to  the  German  lines." 

"The  long-headed  scoundrels!"  growled  the 
sergeant,  and  stopped  short,  for  a  shell  screamed 
over  their  heads.  Another,  and  another  fol- 
lowed— they  became  a  veritable  bombardment 
of  the  earth  just  outside  the  American  line  of 
trenches.:'"'  '-•■'■:■    :"''.-,..-.'..'  "■^'^;"--':.,/;.,-:;/- '■,.>,  ■:/■- 

"A  barrage!"  gasped  the  sergeant.  "They 
will  follow  it."  And  they  did.  Over  the  top 
from  the  German  side  poured  the  Huns  en  masse. 
They  slunk  swiftly  and  silently  forward,  like 
beasts  on  the  trail  of  blood.  Straight  for  the 
two  men  they  came. 

{To  be  Continued) 


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The  Demobilization  of  the  S.  A.  T.  C. 


^HE  War  Department  under  date  of 
November  26,  issued  an  order  to  the  Com- 
manding Officers  of  all  units  of  the  Stu- 
dent Army  Training  Corps,  both  Sections  A  and 
B,  directing  them  to  demobilize  and  discharge 
the  men  commencing  the  week  of  December  1st 
with  a  view  to  completion  of  discharges  by 
December  21,  1918.  The  signing  of  the  armis- 
tice and  the  consequent ,  cessation  of  hostilities 
made  it  no  longer  necessary  to  provide  for  new 
officers  in  the  army,  which  was  the  original  aim 
of  the  government  in  establishing  the  S.  A.  T.  C. 
Having  decided  to  open  no  new  officers'  train- 
ing camps,  and  to  reduce  as  soon  as  feasible  the 
size  of  the  nation's  fighting  forces,  it  was  deemed 
inadvisable  to  continue  as  at  first  planned  for 


the  full  nine  months  the  various  college  units  of 
student  officers.  This  decision  of  the  War  De- 
partment, while  reasonable  and  just  under  the 
circumstances,  will,  no  doubt,  cause  consider- 
able hardship  to  many  of  the  colleges,  for  many 
went  to  considerable  expense  in  preparing  quar- 
ters and  in  adjusting  their  equipment  to  meet 
the  needs  of  the  army  students.  In  many  in- 
stances, too,  additional  instructors  had  to  be 
engaged.  If,  however,  as  promised,  the  War 
Department  adopts  a  plan  of  compensation,  the 
government  may  reimburse  the  colleges  for  what- 
ever expenses  of  this  nature  they  may  have  con- 
tracted. There  is  another  item,  however,  which 
may  escape  attention.  Most  of  the  courses  given 
this  year  in  the  colleges,  with  exception  of  the 


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technical  ones,  were  special  courses  adopted  to 
meet  the  special  requirements  of  the  War  De- 
partment. They  were  not,  so  to  speak,  normal 
college  courses.  Thus  the  regular  courses  dis- 
solved were  not  entirely  suspended.  The  aban- 
donment, in  the  middle  of  the  year,  of  these 
courses  which  can  not  be  converted  easily  into  the 
regular  college  courses  is  bound  to  result  in  a 
much  decreased  attendance,  for,  it  is  natural  to 
suppose  that  most  of  the  students  who  have 
been  attending  these  courses  will  want  to  wait 
until  the  beginning  of  the  next  year  to  begin 
regular  courses.      Many   colleges  will   thus  be 


forced  to  anticipate  a  large  deficit  in  normal 
revenue.  It  is  doubtful  if  they  will  receive  any 
compensation  from  the  government  which  will 
enable  them  to  meet  a  deficit  arising  from  these 
abnormal  conditions.  Most  probably  the  col- 
leges will  have  to  shoulder  the  burden  as  best 
they  can  and  offer  the  sacrifice  as  a  further  con- 
tribution to  the  cause  of  patriotism.  They  will 
consider  the  blessings  of  a  victorious  peace  wor- 
thy of  every  possible  sacrifice,  and  will  rejoice 
in  the  destruction  of  the  causes  which  made  the 
creation  of  the  S.  A.  T.  C.  units  imperative. 


Peace 


THIS  year  the  message  of  the  Christmas- 
tide  comes  with  a  new  significance.  The 
last  four  and  a  half  years  have  imposed  a 
burden  of  sacrifice  and  suffering  upon  the  na- 
tions of  the  world  from  the  effects  of  which  they 
will  not  soon  recover.  Peace  was  never  so 
grateful  or  so  welcome.  While  many  homes  will 
long  be  enveloped  in  the  shadow  of  grief  and 
mourning  for  the  loss  of  dear  ones,  their  feeling 
of  grief  will  be  tempered  by  the  thought  that 
all  is  now  over;  that  the  period  of  sacrifice  has 
reached  its  end.  In  many  cases,  too,  with  the 
sense  of  loss  will  be  associated  a  feeling  of  spir- 
itual exaltation,  a  glow  of  satisfaction  that  the 
sacrifice  has  not  been  made  in  vain.  For,  the 
coming  of  peace  has,  fortunately,  meant  triumph 
of  right  and  victory  of  justice.  The  powers  that 
would  have  violated  virtue  and  justice,  and 
would  have  imposed  an  intolerable  yoke  of  sub- 
jection and  oppression^have  failed  in  their 
attempt,  and|the  world|_has|been|saved  from 
their  excesses. 


In  a  few  days  the  statesmen  of  the  world, 
under  the  exalted  leadership  of  our  President, 
will  assemble  for  a  discussion  of  practical  meas- 
ures which  will  guarantee  a  continuance  of  this 
peace.  Their  task  is  no  easy  one.  Many  changes 
and  reforms  will  have  to  be  made.  A  strong 
League  of  Nations  willing  and  capable  of  en- 
forcing the  terms  of  peace  must  be  created. 
But  no  matter  how  successful  the  Peace  Con- 
gress may  be  in  devising  measures  and  regula- 
tions for  the  practical  application  of  the  ideal 
of  world  peace,  these  will  not  in  themselves  be 
sufficient,  if  men  do  not  put  aside  their  old 
jealousies  and  quarrels.  Unless,  too,  their  sense 
of  natural  obligation  and  duty  is  quickened  and 
they  recognize  the  existence  of  a  law  of  right 
and  equity  to  which  all  must  submit,  their 
treaties  and  compacts  will  prove  in  the  long  run 
ineffectual.  It  is  true  today  as  it  was  twenty 
centuries  ago  that  peace  on  earth  is  the  heritage 
of  men  of  good-will.  ----- 


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Military  Training 


FOR  the  past  two  years,  the  government 
of  the  United  States  has  been  organized 
on  a  war  basis.  All  the  establishments 
and  regulations  made  during  that  period  have 
been  made  with  a  view  to  their  effect  upon  the 
winning  of  the  war  which  was  their  ultimate 
goal.  The  work  of  transforming  a  nation  which 
was  essentially  a  non-military  one  into  a  success- 
ful belligerent  was  no  easy  task.  That  it  suc- 
ceeded so  well  is  due  to  our  American  genius  for 
organization  and  our  traditional  thoroughness. 
No  less  credit  is  due  to  the  moral  union  and 
whole-hearted  co-operation  on  the  part  of  the 
whole  population.  Our  experience  during  this 
trying  period  was  a  costly  one,  as  was  to  be 
expected.^  Nevertheless  it  taught  us  many  les- 
sons which  can  not  be  permitted  to  go  unheeded. 
We  can  now  look  back,  and,  understanding  our 
past  mistakes,  plan  more  wisely  for  the  future. 
One  important  lesson  should  be  long  remem- 
bered.   As  long  as  war  continues  as  an  eventual 


possibility,  it  will  pay  to  prepare  for  it.  Unpre- 
paredness  in  the  long  run  will  prove  rather 
costly.  Preparedness  means  an  army,  ready, 
trained,  and  efficient.  To  accomplish  this,  some 
form  of  universal  military  service  seems  inevit- 
able. Already  our  statesmen  seem  to  recognize 
this  fact.  Many  practical  difficulties  to  be  sure 
have  to  be  met  and  overcome,  A  successful 
League  of  Nations  may  reduce  the  size  of  arma- 
ments. The  normal  life  of  our  youth  should  not 
be  disturbed  excessively.  Aggressive  prepared- 
ness must  not  be  encouraged.  But  while  all 
these  considerations  are  important  and  are  wor- 
thy of  attention  and  must  be  taken  into  account 
in  the  practical  working  out  of  the  idea,  it  still 
remains  true  that  universal  military  training  is 
desirable.  As  soon  as  the  peace  parleys  have 
been  finished  we  may  look  for  legislation  at 
Washington  which  will  adopt  the  principle  and 
work  out  its  various  details. 


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Visit  of  Mons.  de  Wiart 

VILLANOVA  was  honored  on  Wednesday, 
November  13th,  by  the  visit  of  Mons. 
Canon  M.  E.  Carton  de  Wiart,  Secre- 
tary to  Cardinal  Archbishop  of  Westminster 
and  brother  of  the  Belgian  minister  of  Justice. 
He  is  the  Envoy  of  the  Belgian  Government  to 
the  Jubilee  of  Cardinal  Gibbons. 

The  distinguished  visitor  was  entertained  at 
luncheon  by  the  President,  Father  Dean,  the 
Faculty,  and  Lieutenant  Scott,  the  Commanding 
Officer  of  the  Villanova  S.  A..  T.  C.  Unit. 

Very  Rev.  N.  J.  Vasey,  O.  S.  A.,  Provincial 
of  the  Augustinians,  V.  Rev.  Charles  M.  Dris- 
coll,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  M.  J.  Corcoran,  O.  S.  A.,  Rt. 
Rev.  Henry  T.  Drumgoole,  S.  T.  L.,  Rector  of 
Overbrook  Seminary;  Rev.  Father  Higgins,  Vice- 
Rector  of  the  Seminary;  Rev.  Chaplain  Fran- 
cis Quinn,  O.  S.  A.,  and  M.  Paul  Hageman,  Bel- 
gium Consular-General  at  Philadelphia,  accom- 
panied Monsignor  Wiart. 

In  the  afternoon  the  visitors  reviewed  the 
S.  A.  T.  C.  Unit.  Then  followed  an  address  by 
Mons.  Wiart  in  the  College  auditorium.  Rev. 
Jas.  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A.,  President  of  Villanova, 
in  a  few  well-chosen  words,  introduced  Mons. 
Wiart.  Then  the  audience  heard  related  the 
details  of  the  sufferings  of  the  Belgian  people 
by  one  who  had  actually  experienced  them. 
The  soldiers  were  congratulated  by  the  Monsig- 
nor on  the  achievements  of  the  American  troops 
and  urged  to  self-sacrificing  efforts  in  the  work 
of  reconstructing  Europe.  The  appeal  met  with 
an  enthusiastic  response  from  the  members  of 
theS.  A.  T.  C. 


Peace  Celebration 

The  Villanova  Unit  took  an  active  part  in'the 
glorious  Peace  celebration  on  November  11th, 
marching  to  Bryn  Mawr  and  taking  its  place  in 
line  in  the  parade  by  the  various  organizations 
of  Bryn  Mawr  and  the  Main  Line.  Three  com- 
panies were  paraded  and  that  their  performance 
was  creditable  was  evidenced  by  the  applause 
received  along  the  route  of  march.  It  was  a 
tribute  to  the  ofificers  who  had  drilled  the  men 
to  such  a  state  of  perfection  in  a  little  over  a 
month's  time.  Lieutenant  Scott  received  many 
congratulations  for  the  splendid  showing  of  the 
Villanova  Unit. 

At  the  end  of  the  route,  the  three  companies 
were  drawn  up  in  company  front  in  the  Bryn 
Mawr  Park,  where  the  people  of  the  Main  Line 
celebrated  the  signing  of  the  armistice  in  a 
Thanksgiving  rally.  Among  the  speakers  was 
our  President,  Rev.  Jas.  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A.,  who 
stirred  the  assembly  time  and  time  again  by  his 
forceful  portrayal  of  the  importance  and  magni- 
tude of  our  victory. 

At  the  conclusion  of  the  exercises,  the  men 
were  marched  back  to  Villanova  where  a  huge 
pile  of  boxes,  tree-wood,  and  brush  had  been 
gathered.  A  bonfire  was  started  and  as  the 
blaze  mounted  skyward  an  effigy  of  the  Kaiser 
was  thrown  into  the  pile  and  the  downfall  of 
German  autocracy  was  symbolized  when  the 
effigy  slipped  from  the  highest  pinnacle  to  the 
very  bottom  of  the  burning  mass  and  was 
burned  to  a  crisp. 

Entertainments 
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were  given  under  the  direction  of  K.  of  C.  Secre- 
tary, "Tom"  Granahan,  the  talent  being  fur- 
nished by  the  members  of  the  unit.  Boxing 
exhibitions  were  held  and  while  some  proved 
humorous,  others  brought  out  the  fact  that 
there  is  no  dearth  of  good  material  in  the  insti- 
tution. Keen  rivalry  was  displayed  in  all  bouts 
and  each  performer  had  his  enthusiastic  cohorts. 

Among  the  more  notable  bouts,  the  contest 
between  "Joe"  Waugh  and  Raymond  Nichol- 
son will  live  forever  in  the  memory  of  those 
present.  It  proved  to  be  a  "stream"  from  start 
to  finish  and  pandemonium  broke  loose  when 
"Joe"  was  awarded  the  decision  over  the 
Brooklyn  lad. 

The  rejuvenated  Villanova  Jazz  Orchestra 
performed  creditably  for  all  such  functions  and 
lived  up  to  its  enviable  record  of  the  past. 

Vocal  and  instrumental  selections  were  always 
welcome  attractions  between  bouts.  James 
Lofler  of  Conshohocken  deserves  special  men- 
tion for  his  talented  renderings. 


Training  Camp  left  here  for  Camp  Gordon,  Ga., 
on  November  11th.  The  men  were  Cornelius 
O'SuUivan,  George  Donovan,  John  Perry,  George 
O'Neill  and  John  Casani. 

When  the  armistice  was  declared  and  the 
orders  dissolving  Officers'  Training  Camps  were 
sent  out,  all  accepted  transfers  to  the  Villanova 
Unit  with  the  exception  of  George  Donovan  who 
applied  for  a  discharge  from  the  Service. 

Rev.  Dr.  Peter  Guilday,  formerly  professor  at 
the  Catholic  University  and  at  present  Regional 
Inspector  in  the  S.  A.  T.  C.  Units,  visited  Villa- 
nova on  his  tour  of  inspection,  October  19th. 

The  College  expects  to  return  to  its  normal 
conditions  after  the  Christmas  holidays  and 
while  the  number  of  students  will  be  consider- 
ably decreased,  it  is  thought  that  the  return  of 
her  sons  in  the  service  will  bring  gratifying 
results. 


Thanksgiving  Dance 

On  Wednesday  evening,  November  28th,  a 
dance  was  held  by  the  Villanova  S.  A.  T.  C. 
Unit  in  the  gymnasium.  The  hall  was  prettily 
decorated  with  pennants  and  streamers.  Excel- 
lent music  was  rendered  by  the  Villanova  Jazz 
Band  under  direction  of  Messrs.  Roche  and 
Marlow.  The  affair  was  brought  to  a  close  by 
the  rendition  of  the  Star-Spangled  Banner  and 
the  sounding  of  "Taps." 

•  •   Deaths '^^  :.■■  •■• 

The  ViLLANOVAN  extends  condolences  to: 
Charles  Toner,  on  the  death  of  his  sister;  Mich- 
ael Grieco  and  Joseph  Monahan,  '15,  on  the 
deaths  of  their  mothers;  Francis  Rafferty,  on  the 
death  of  his  father;  John  Walsh,  on  the  death 
of  his  sister;  to  John  O'Brien,  on  the  death  of 
his  sister;,  and  to  Earl  O'Brien,  on  the  death  of 
his  brother. 

Jottings 

The  first  of  the  S.  A.  T.  C.  men  to  be  trans- 
ferred from  the  Villanova  Unit  to  the  Officers' 


Recently  there  arrived  at  the  College  M. 
Anselm  Moreau,  one  of  the  twenty-one  French 
soldiers  who  have  come  to  the  United  States  at 
the  invitation  of  the  American  Government  to 
complete  their  education  in  American  colleges 
and  universities.  The  colleges  of  the  United 
States  haye  volunteered  to  co-operate  with  the 
Government  in  giving  hospitality  to  these  sol- 
diers of  France,  and  many  more  are  expected 
to  arrive  soon.  All  those  who  are  to  be  the 
guests  of  our  colleges  and  universities  are  men 
of  high  moral  character  and  distinguished  cour- 
age, who  have  been  wounded  on  the  battlefields 
of  their  country.  M.  Moreau,  who  is  to  con- 
tinue his^studies  at  Villanova,  was  a  student  in 
Richelieu  College,  Vendue,  France,  at  the  out- 
break of  the  war.  He  immediately  entered  the 
service  of  his  country.  After  spending  one  year 
in  the  trenches  he  was  wounded  losing  the  sight 
of  his  right  eye  at  the  battle  of  the  Somme.  For 
bravery  displayed  in  this  battle  he  was  decorated. 
His  regiment,  the  93rd  Infantry  of  the  Sixth 
Army  was  likewise  decorated  for  valor  shown 
on  this  occasion,  M.  Moreau  will  continue  his 
studies  in  Philosophy  at  Villanova. 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


-  Upon  the  <ie!S^ili2;at|on  of  the  S.  A.  T.  C. 
Units.aLM^i?:ma^Wanahan,  the  K.  of  C. 
secretary,  was  assigned  to  the  Marine  Camp  at 
Quantico,  Va.  , . 

Discharges  were  received  by  the  members  of 
the  S.  A.  T.  C,  beginning  December  11th  and 
continuing  until  all  had  left  the  service.  Many 
of  the  students  signified  their  intention  of  con- 
tinuing studies  in  the  College  after  the  holidays. 

'  ^^'■'■'S.'A:'T.'  C  Banquet  "■'^  "■■■■"^■- 
On  the  evening  of  Monday,  December  9th, 
the  members  of  the  Student  Army  Training 
Corps  tendered  a  banquet  in  Kugler's  Hotel, 
Philadelphia,  to  Lieutenant  Scott  and  the  other 
lieutenants  in  charge  of  the  Villanova  Unit.  The 
order  of  demobilization  having  been  issued,  the 
students  of  Villanova  desired  to  give  some  pub- 
lic expression  to  their  esteem  for  Lieutenant 
Scott  and  his  associate  officers  before  the  actual 
breaking  up  of  the  Unit  should  take  place.  The 
banquet  was  characterized  by  that  feeling  of 
enthusiasm  and  good-fellowship  which  has  al- 
ways distinguished  the  members  of  the  S.  A.  T.  C. 
After  a  sumptuous  repast  and  after  toasts  had 
been  offered  to  "Our  Country  and  President 
Wilson,"  and  to  "Father  Dean,  President  of 
Villanova,"  who  was  unavoidably  absent,  the 
toastmaster,  Rev.  George  A.  O'Meara,  Pro- 
fessor of  English  at  Villanova,  called  upon  Rev. 
John  M.  Pagan,  Associate  Professor  of  War 
Aims,  to  reply  to  the  toast,  "Villanova,  Our 
College."  Father  Fagan  in  earnest  and  eloquent 
words  referred  to  his  experiences  as  a  teacher  in 
the  S.  A.  T.  C,  and  the  lessons  of  loyalty  and 
devotion  which  Villanova  sought  to  instil  into 
the  hearts  of  her  army  students.  He  exhorted 
his  hearers  to  remain  true  to  the  ideals  of  Villa- 
nova and  assured  them  that  yillanova  "vSSluMfl 
always  cherish  them  as  her  faithfu4-"gG?il!  The 
remarks  of  Father  Fagan  were  received  by  his 
hearers  with  great  applause  and  enthusiasm. 
After  a  few  general  remarks  by  Father  O'Meara, 
he  called  upon  George  Claffy  to  introduce  the 


next  speaker.  Lieutenant  Scott,  in  answer  to 
the  toast,  "Our  Commanding  Officer,"  Lieu- 
tenant Scott  was  vociferously  cheered  as  he  arose 
to  speak.  He  referred  feelingly  to  the  many 
evidences  of  loyalty  and  devotion  he  had  wit- 
nessed at  Villanova  and  the  many  personal 
favors  which  had  been  shown  him.  He  ex- 
pressed his  regret  at  th0  breaking  up  of  the 
Unit.  Though,  he  confel^sed,  his  inexperience 
may  have  caused  him  ^6  make  mistakes,  in 
everything  he  did  he  was  moved  only  by  a  con- 
sideration of  duty.  He  expressed  his  great 
appreciation  in  the  co-operation  shown  him  by 
all  at  Villanova  and  he  assured  his  hearers  that 
he  would  never  forget  this  final  expression  of 
their  esteem.  At  the  conclusion  of  his  speech 
Lieutenant  Scott  to  his  great  surprise  was  pre- 
sented with  a  large  silver  loving  cup.  The 
speech  of  presentation  in  behalf  of  the  members 
of  the  S.  A.  T.  C.  was  made  by  Frank  Murphy 
who  in  brief  words  referred  to  the  qualities  in 
their  commanding  officer  which  had  won  for, 
him  the  affection  and  devotion  of  his  soldiers. 
Lieutenants  Brown,  Fair,  Lawton,  Love,  Blanch- 
field,  Lowrie  were  next  called  upon  after  brief 
introductions  by  Father  O'Meara.  They  all, 
while  expressing  regret  at  the  disbandment  of 
the  Unit,  acknowledged  their  appreciation  of  all 
they  had  found  at  Villanova,  and  their  attach- 
ment to  the  members  of  the  Corps.  At  the  con- 
clusion of  their  remarks  each  lieutenant  was 
presented  with  a  handsome  leather  traveling 
bag.  Lieutenant  Edward  Diggles  and  Lieu- 
tenant Joseph  A.  McCarthy,  Villanova  men, 
were  guests. 

Lieutenant  Joseph  McCarthy,  of  Camp  Grant, 
next  replied  to  the  toast  "Our  Alum.ni."    Other 
speakers  and  the  toasts  to  which  they  replied 
.\^e:      Raymond    Nicholson,     "Impressions"; 
JM^rold  Wiegand,  "Our  Poet";    David  Farley, 
'^Military    Discipline";    Charles   Casey,    "Ex- 
periences";    William    Cronin,    captain    of    the 
Varsity,  "  Our  Football  Team  " ;  William  King, 
"Splinters."    The  banquet  closed  with  the  sing- 
ing of  the  Star-Spangled  Banner. 


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Ordination 

ON  Sunday,  December  1,  1918,  Rev. 
Joseph  P.  Sergei  of  the  Class  of  '15,  was 
ordained  to  the  Holy  Priesthood  by  Rt. 
Rev.  Thomas  J.  Walsh,  D.D.,  Bishop  of  Tren- 
ton. The  ceremony  took  place  in  St.  Joseph's 
Cathdral,  Buffalo,  N.  Y.  Father  Sergei  cele- 
brated his  first  mass  on  Sunday,  December  8th, 
in  St.  Mary's  Church,  South  Amboy,  N.  Y. 
The  ViLLANOA  AN  extends  to  the  young  priest  its 
hearty  "ad  multos  annos." 

Weddings 

Francis  Feeney,  ex-' 18,  Inspector  in  the  U.  S. 
Navy,  and  Marie  O'Neill  were  married  on  Sat- 
urday, November  16,  1918,  in  St.  Elizabeth's 
Church,  Philadelphia.  Rev.  Francis  A.  Dris- 
coll,  O.  S.  A.,  Vice-President  of  VillanoVa,  offi- 
ciated. To  the  happy  couple  the  Villanovan 
extends  felicitations.  ■ 

The  Villanovan  extends  congratulations  also 
to  Anselm  X.  Marilley  who  married  Miss  Mar- 
garet M.  Collins  on  Wednesday,  November  27, 
1918,  in  W'ashington,  D.  C. 

It  has  come  to  our  attention  that  Corporal  J. 
Neuser,  a  former  Villanova  student  and  a  foot- 
ball star,  has  joined  the  ranks  of  the  Benedicts. 
To  him  and  his  bride,  the  Villanovan  expresses 
its  congratulations. 

■:  Deaths  ' " ,  ■'  ,;'.;. ^ ;': 

In  the  casualty  list  of  November  18,  1918, 
there  occurs  the  name  of  Private  Raymond  H. 
Barnasconi,  '15,  who  died  in  France  of  disease. 
Raymond  was  a  native  of  Sunbury,   Pa.     He 


finished  a  commercial  course  at  Villanova  in  '15. 
While  at  Villanova  he  was  a  diligent  student 
and  a  star  prep  football  man.  Villanova  stu- 
dents will  always  remember  Raymond  as  a 
genial  companion,  a  generous  friend,  and  a  loyal 
son  of  Alma  Mater.  He  has  proVe<l  his  worth 
as  so  many  other  sons  of  Villanova  have  by 
giving  the  supreme  pledge  of  devotion  to  his 
country.  To  his  family  and  friends  we  extend 
sincere  sympathy. 

Lieutenant  Eugene  B.  Carroll,  '14 

Whilst  the  tramp  of  marching  feet  of  Pcnn's 
S.  A.  T.  C.  on  the  rough  pavement  rang  from 
the  courtyard  through  the  open  window  of  his 
room,  and  with  the  echoes  of  the  first  long 
drawn  yells  of  the  crowd  at  the  Penn-Swarth- 
more  football  game  scarcely  hushed.  Lieutenant 
Eugene  B.  Carroll,  Villanova  '14,  died  in  the 
University  Hospital,  Philadelphia,  November 
23rd.  He  had  been  sick  with  the  influenza  for 
four  days  only  and  until  Saturday  morning  no 
thought  of  a  serious  outcome  to  his  illness  was 
entertained. 

During  his  years  at  Villanova,  Father  Carroll 
stood  for  the  best  things  in  college  life.  In  1912 
he  was  elected  President  of  the  Epsilon  Phi 
Theta  and  was  salutatorian  of  his  class  on  Com- 
mencement Day.  He  was  a  member  of  the  Var- 
sity football  team  playing  guard  and  afterwards 
center.     He  was  always  dependable. 

He  prepared  for  the  Priesthood  at  Niagara 
and  spent  a  year  at  Catholic  University  from 
which  he  was  called  for  ordination  to  the  Priest- 
hood by  Bishop  Hoban  of  Scranton. 


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THE    VILLAVOVAN 


Of  the  eleven  months  of  a  devoted  priestly 
zeal  five  were  spent  in  various  posts  throughout 
the  states,  principally  in  California,  as  Army 
Chaplain.  He  was  attached  to  the  12th  U.  S. 
Infantry  and  had  all  preparations  made  for 
embarkation  with  his  command,  when  he  fell 
sick.  His  death  was  marked  by  the  same  child- 
like, faithful  courage  that  gave  character  to  his 
life  at  old  Villanova.  It  was  an  inspiration  to 
his  mother,  his  brother,  his  old  teacher,  Father 
Corcoran  of  Villanova,  and  his  friends,  who  were 
with  him  to  the  last.  ^^-^^^^^^^^.^^^^^^     i  t 

The  funeral  was  held  on  Tuesday  in  his  home 
town,  Dushore,  Pa.  Bishop  Hoban  officiated  at 
the  Requiem  Mass.  The  Reverend  Fathers 
Flynn  and  Lieutenant  Ritchie  (Chaplain  13th 
U.  S.  Infantry,  Camp  Mills)  were  Deacons  of 
Honor.  Rev.  J.  E.  O'Connor  and  Rev.  John  J. 
Lucitt,  Villanova  '14,  were  the  ministers  of  the 
Mass.  The  sermon  was  preached  by  the  Rev. 
Matthew  J.  Corcoran,  O.  S.  A.,  and  a  splendid 
tribute  was  given  by  Bishop  Hoban  to  the  first 
of  his  chaplains  called  to  the  quiet  service  of 
Death. 

Father  Carroll  was  buried  in  the  family  plot 
in  the  cemetery  on  the  hillside  overlooking  his 
native  place.  The  Benedictus  was  chanted  by 
the  assembled  priests  who  had  come  in  large 
number  fi*om  all  quarters  to  do  homage  to  the 
dead.  ., 

Joseph  J.  Kumer, '16 

The  name  of  Joseph  J.  Kumer,  '16,  of  Sha- 
mokin,  Pa.,  was  contained  in  the  list  of  those 
killed  in  action  as  published  by  the  War  De- 
partment, November  28,  1918.  Joseph  Kumer 
or  "Shorty"  as  he  was  more  familiarly  called 
entered  Villanova  September,  1911.  He  spent 
one  year  in  the  Preparatory  School  and  the  fol- 
lowing September  entered  the  College,  from 
which  he  graduated  June,  1916,  with  the  degree 
of  B.  S.  in  Civil  Engineering.  Upon  graduation 
he  entered  the  employ  of  a  large  contracting 
firm  in  Muncy,  Pa.,  as  a  Civil  Engineer.  At  the 
outbreak  of  the  war  he  left  his  employment  and 
enlisted  in  the  service  of  his  country.  After 
son^e  months  spent  in  training  at  Washington, 
D.  C,  he  was  sent  to  France  where  he  met  his 
death  during  the  hard  fighting  last  September. 


While  at  College  "Joe"  was  an  earnest  student 
and  always  ranked  high  in  his  classes.  Modest 
and  retiring  in  disposition,  little  given  to  speech 
he  proved  himself  a  loyal  and  devoted  friend 
and  soon  became  popular  with  the  entire  student 
body.  He  was  particularly  popular  with  his 
fellow  classmates,  who  knowing  him  best,  con- 
ceived for  him  a  deep  and  sincere  affection. 
They  and  all  who  knew  him  at  Villanova  will 
mourn  in  him  the  loss  of  a  sincere  friend  and 
loyal  comrade.  Though  details  of  his  death  are 
lacking,  those  who  knew  him  are  convinced  that 
he  met  it  as  a  hero  with  his  characteristic  devo- 
tion to  duty.  He  was  a  man  of  action  rather 
than  of  words  and  while  his  friends  will  miss 
him  they  will  be  proud  of  their  heroic  companion 
and  will  remember  him  as  a  worthy  represen- 
tative of  Villanova  among  the  martyrs  of  our 
Country.  To  his  parents  and  family  the  Villa- 
NOVAN  in  the  name  of  the  Faculty  and  student 
body  extends  its  condolences. 

Others  of  our  boys  have  been  reported  killed 
but  we  refrain  from  mentioning  their  names 
until  officialconfirmation  is  made. 

•;•■;■■  Jottings  ' ■■f-'^;-:. 

Rev.  Sylvester  Welsh,  Class  of  '15,  is  now 
Rector  of  the  Church  of  the  Seven  Dolors,  Rock 
Spring,  Wyo.  .■  ,-,^^;, 

A  letter  from  France  brings  the  news  that 
Lieutenant  Theodore  Voight,  ex-'20,  who  had 
been  suffering  from  influenza,  is  again  on  duty 
and  has  been  doing  credit  to  Villanova  as  com- 
mander of  a  machine-gun  battery. 

Charles  Stoeckle,  ex-' 18,  a  former  Tolentine 
football  star,  has  received  his  commission  in 
aviation. 

Joseph  Kurz,  '15,  a  Villanova  graduate,  known 
to  all  Villanova  men  of  his  time  not  only  for 
his  genial,  manly  disposition  but  also  for  his 
extraordinary  ability  as  a  student,  is  at  present 
Radio  Instructor  at  the  Alabama  Polytechnic 
Institute, 

Philip  Brady,  ex-'18,  who  has  been  for  some 
time  past  in  active  service  with  our  troops  in 
France,  was  recently  commissioned  captain. 


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On  November  7,  1918,  Hugh  V.  McGeehan, 
Prep.  '18,  and  John  W.  Jones,  ex-'20,  entered 
the  Officers'  Training  Camp  at  Camp  Zachary 
Taylor,  Ky. 

Francis  Kane,  '21,  was  recently  selected  by 
Rev.  Jas.  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A.,  President  of  Villa- 
nova,  for  the  appointment  to  West  Point  Mili- 
tary Academy,  awarded  by  Congressman  John 
R.  K.  Scott.  In  congratulating  Frank  we  express 
the  hope  that  a  continuance  of  his  studious 
habits  manifested  at  Villanova  will  reflect  glory 
to  our  Alma  Mater. 

Rev.  A.  J.  Plunkett,  '96,  Ph.D.,  formerly  rec- 
tor of  St.  Bernard's  Church  in  Sharon,  Conn., 
has  been  promoted  to  the  Rectorship  at  Shelton, 
Conn. 

Raymond  Larkin,  '14,  was  commissioned 
second  lieutenant  recently  at  Camp  Johnson, 
Jacksonville,  Fla. 


Rev.  Joseph  M.  Sutliffe,  Class  of  *15,  a  recent 
visitor  at  the  College,  is  now  assistant  rector  at 
Gloucester,  N.  J. 

Father  Sergei  spent  a  few  hours  at  the  College 
on  his  trip  from  Buffalo,  where  he  had  been 
ordained,  to  South  Amboy,  his  native  town. 

Visitors 

Among  the  recent  visitors  at  Villanova  were 
Michael  McDonald,  '96,  Lieutenant  Edward 
McCuUian,  '17,  U.  S.  Engineers;  Private 
Charles  M.  McGreery,  ex-'20,  Medical  Detach- 
ment, Camp  Lee,  Va,;  Lieutenant  Joseph  T. 
O'Leary,  '18,  U.  S.  Artillery;  Lieutenant  James 
F.  Murray,  ex-'20;  Lieutenant  Joseph  B.  Ford, 
ex-'20;  Howard  Shelly,  Lieutenant  John  T. 
Coan,  ex-' 19;  Ensign  Harry  Sherer,  ex-' 18;  Cor- 
poral Thomas  Mclntyre,  ex-'20;  John  Granfield, 
ex-'20;  Rev.  Joseph  P.  Sergei,  Rev.  Joseph  M. 
Sutliffe,  Lieutenant  Joseph  A.  McCarthy,  Lieu- 
tenant Edward  J.  Diggles. 


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Additions 

Gormeley,  James— Scotch  Aero  Squadron,  Over- 
seas. 

Jones,  John  VV. — Artillery  Officers'  Training 
Camp,  Zachary  Taylor,  Ky. 

Kane,  Francis  B. — U.  S.  Military  Academy, 
West  Point. 

Kelly,  John  C. — Lieutenant. 

Kurz,  Joseph  A. — Radio  Instructor,  Alabama 
Polytechnic  Institute. 

McGeehan,  Hugh  V. — Artillery  Officers'  Train- 
ing Camp,  Zachary  Taylor,  Ky.  : 

Neuser,  J.^ — Corporal,  Camp  Merritt,  N.  J* 

Scanlon,  Joseph  T. — Office  Chief  Paymaster, 
U.S.  Marines,  A.  E.  F. 

Granfield,  John— Army. 

Mclntyre,  Thomas — Corporal,  Medical  Corps. 


Corrections 

Brady,  Philip — Captain,  A.  E.F. 

Larkin,  Raymond — Conservation  and  Reclama- 
tion Division,  Quartermaster  Corps,  Camp 
Johnson,  Jackson  Wile,  Fla. 

McCullian,  Edward  V.— Lieutei  ant,  Engmeers, 
Camp  Humphreys,  Va. 

Murphy,  John — Navy  Unitt^  School  of  Mateiiab, 

U.of  P.  y-.:iy:::.^;:K^\n/ 

O'Brien,  Paul  A. — Lieutenant,  Field  Artillery, 

School  ot  Fire,  Fort  Sill,  Okla. 
O'Leary,     Joseph    T. — Lieutenant,     Engineers, 

■,.    A.    E.    F..^;: 

Stoickle,  Charles — Lieutenant,  Aviation,  Tex. 

Sweeney,  Joseph  F. — Lieutenant,  Heavy  Artil- 
lery, A.  E.  F. 


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YEARS  have  gone  by  when,  perhaps,  better 
seasons  have  been  rounded  out  than  the 
past  one ;  stronger,  more  successful  teams 
have  undoubtedly  gone  forth  to  uphold  the  Blue 
and  White  on  the  gridiron;  greater  individual 
contests  have  been  waged,  but  we  dare  to  state 
that  never  before  has  a  team  shown  such  marked 
improvement  within  so  short  a  time  as  did  the 
Villanova  eleven  in  its  five  weeks  of  playing  this 

The  last  week  in  October  saw  a  squad  of  foot- 
ball candidates,  great  in  number,  it  is  true,  but 
for  the  most  part  lacking  in  experience.  Not 
one  of  the  entire  squad  had  previously  played 
college  football.  The  fact  that  the  majority  of 
the  candidates  selected  for  the  regular  berths 
had  been  members  of  scholastic  elevens  served 
only  to  complicate  matters.  To  instruct  play- 
ers already  trained  in  football,  each  according 
to  the  manner  of  his  respective  coach,  is  no  easy 
task.  This  was  the  situation  that  confronted 
Coach  Tom  Reap  at  the  outset  of  the  season. 
To  this  must  be  added  the  fact  that  the  squad 
contained  no  veteran  players  to  form  a  nucleus 
of  the  new  team — all  the  players  of  last  year's 
Varsity  had  enlisted  in  the  service  of  their  coun- 
try, thus  making  the  task  of  the  coach  all  the 
more  difficult. 

The  work  of  the  backfield  throughout  was 
brilliant  and  deserves  special  mention.  To  Cap- 
tain Bill  Cronin  must  be  given  the  honors  of  the 
season,  his  playing  in  the  backfield  being  sensa- 
tional. Bowman  and  Worthington  also  played 
consistently  all  season  and  added  much  strength 
to  the  team.  McGrady  and  Dwyer  also  showed 
their  ability  at  fullback.  Cunningham,  McDer- 
mott  and  Striegle  carried  off  the  honors  in  the 
line;  Hertzler,  at  end,  gave  promise  of  de- 
veloping into  a  star. 


Mr.  Reap  deserves  great  credit  for  the  impres- 
sion he  has  made  on  all  at  Villanova  both  for 
his  thorough  knowledge  of  the  game,  which  he 
imparted  so  well,  and  for  the  spirit  of  true 
sportsmanship  upon  which  he  invariably  in- 
•sisted.,  ■ ,. 

;  ViLLANOVA,  7;  St.  Joseph,  2 

Villanova's  football  team  opened  the  1918 
season  with  a  victory  over  St.  Joseph's  on  Octo- 
ber 26th,  at  home.  The  game  was  snappy  and 
exciting  throughout  and  the  result  in  doubt 
until  the  final  whistle.  The  visitors  did  not  have 
a  strong  offense  and  the  brilliant  defensive  work 
of  Cunningham,  Striegle  and  Cronin  easily  kept 
the  opponents  out  of  the  danger  zone. 

The  Varsity's  only  points  came  in  the  opening 
period.  After  bringing  the  ball  to  the  five-yard 
line  by  successive  line  plunges  by  Cronin  and 
Downey,  the  latter  took  the  bail  over  for  a 
touchdown.    Bowman  kicked  the  goal. 

Several  times  after  that,  Villanova  was  within 
striking  distance  of  the  goal,  but  lacked  the 
necessary  punch.  The  visitors'  wonderful  de- 
fense proved  a  great  obstacle  to  the  line  plung- 
ing the  Varsity  resorted  to.  Cronin  managed 
to  get  away  for  several  end  runs,  which  netted 
substantial  gains,  but  the  St.  Joe  defense  always 
braced  to  prevent  further  scoring. 

The  Philadelphians  registered  a  safety  in  the 
third  quarter,  when  Hendrich  tackled  Bowman 
behind  the  goal  line,  after  the  latter  had  fumbled 
a  punt.  The  open  field  running  of  Simendinger, 
the  visitors'  fullback,  was  the  main  point  in  the 
St.  Joe  system  of  offense.  The  playing  of  Quinn 
and  Hendrich  was  also  a  noteworthy  feature. 

For  Villanova,  Striegle  and  Cunningham 
proved  bulwarks  of  defense  and  frequently 
smeared  the  visitors'  attack,  repeatedly  throw- 


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ing  them  for  losses.  Of  the  backfield,  Cronin 
was  the  most  consistent  arid  aggressive  man  on 
offense. 

ViLLANOVA  St.  Joseph 

Leonard left  end Jennings 

Cunningham left  tackle Laughlin 

Callahan left  guard Drueding 

Striegle center Quinn 

Cullen right  guard Diamond 

McFeeley right  tackle Swart 

Getzfread right  end Hendrich 

Hertzler . . ,  . , quarterback , Dowd 

Bowman left  halfback Conley 

Cronin right  halfback Temple 

Downey fullback Simendinger 

Score  by  periods: 

Villanova 7     0    0    0—7 

St.  Joseph 0    0     0    0—2 

Touchdown — Downey.  Goal  from  touchdown — Bow- 
man, Safety — Hendrich.  Substitutions— McCarthy  for 
Getzfread,  King  for  Leonard,  Dwyer  for  McFeeley,  Dono- 
van for  Laughlin.  Referee — Douthet,  Ursinus.  Umpire — 
Miller,  Haverford.  Head  Linesman — Slavin,  Villanova. 
Time  of  periods — 11  minutes. 

',■'-:  Villanova,  0;  Muhlenberg,  25 

On  Saturday,  November  2,  the;  Varsity  went 
down  to  defeat  at  the  hands  of  the  Muhlenberg 
eleven.  This  was  the  first  time  in  six  years  that 
Villanova  was  beaten  by  the  Allentown  colle- 
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The  St.  Joseph  game  of  the  previous  week  had 
brought  out  the  Varsity's  weak  points  which 
necessitated  a  general  shake-up  in  the  team's 
line-up.  When  we  consider  that  Coach  Reap 
had  only  a  few  days  in  which  to  train  the  recon- 
structed eleven  for  this  game,  the  defeat  is  not 
as  inglorious  as  the  score  might  indicate.  One 
thing  that  can  be  said  about  the  team  in  this 
game  is  that  it  went  down  fighting.  The  vic- 
tors had  to  fight  for  every  inch  of  territory  they 
gained,  Villanova  giving  way  only  to  the  sheer 
weight  of  their  opponents'  backfield. 

Joe  McDermott  made  his  i*nitial  appearance 
in  this  contest  and  played  true  to  his  usual  form. 
Cullen  and  Downey  also  played  well  for  Villa- 
nova. For  Muhlenberg,  the  work  of  Feldman, 
Snyder  and  Moyer  excelled. 


Villanova  Muhlenberg 

McGrady .left  end.. Nolde 

Cunningham left  tackle Snyder 

Cullen left  guard Utz 

Striegle. center Willis 

Dwyer right  guard Macintosh 

Callahan right  tackle Freitag 

McDermott right  end Derwing 

Bowman quarterback Anderson 

Cronin left  halfback Hoffman 

Hertzler right  halfback Feldman 

Downey fullback Moyer 

Score  by  periods: 

Villanova 0    0      0    0—0 

Muhlenburg 6    0     13     6 — 25 

Touchdowns— Feldman,  2;  Anderson,  Moyer.  Goal  i 
from  touchdown — Snyder,  Substitutions — Orr  for  Mac- 
intosh, Stroup  for  Hoffman,  Schlieder  for  Moyer,  Erb 
for  Orr,  Lewis  for  Anderson.  Referee — Wright,  Muhlen- 
berg. Umpire — Keady,  Lehigh.  Time  of  periods — 15 
minutes. 


Villanova,  0;  Bucknell,  40 

On  November  9,  the  Varsity  journeyed  to  Sun- 
bury  and  there  met  defeat  at  the  hands  of  the 
Bucknell  eleven.  It  was  the  first  college  football 
game  to  be  played  at  Sunbury  in  many  years. 
With  the  exception  of  a  few  minutes  in  the  first 
and  third  periods,  the  Varsity  was  completely 
outclassed  by  their  opponents.  Bucknell's  supe- 
riority in  weight  proved  too  much  for  Coach 
Reap's  charges  and  the  continuous  jabs  and 
plunges  which  the  opposing  backfield  made  were 
too  strong  for  the  Villanova  line  to  withstand. 
The  Villanova  eleven,  however,  showed  flashes  of 
ability  in  their  use  of  the  forward  pass.  This  was 
particularly  true  in  the  second  half  when  the 
Varsity  twice  carried  the  ball  by  means  of  clev- 
erly executed  passes  to  within  striking  distance 
of  the  goal,  but  in  each  instance  lost  the  ball  on 
downs.  Dwyer  made  his  initial  appearance  in 
this  game.  At  guard  he  put  up  a  great  defen- 
sive game  and  together  with  Callahan  and 
Grady  succeeded  in  breaking  up  the  Bucknell 
team's  offense.  It  was  only  the  consistent  tack- 
ling of  these  men  that  prevented  a  greater  score. 

Waddell,  Morrison,  and  Hall  played  the  best 
game  for  the  winners. 


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ViLLANOVA  BUCKNELL 

Hertzler left  end. , Hall 

Cunningham, ........ .left  tackle.  . .......... .Johnson 

Dwyer..  . ...  ...^... .;.. left  guard. .:.:;:..  ...v.^... Kramer 

Striegle. .  ^... ... ... . : . .  .center.  .  .• « •  •  v.  •  •    ■  .Gearhart 

McCarthy; ....  i  ,..,.•  right  guard ..;.;.....  Rosenblum 

Callahan.. . .. . . ; . .  .\ .  .right  tackle. ...  I. ... .  .Perkarski 

McDermott.. ..... ... .  right  end.  .... ........ .Kramer 

Bowman. . . . . . . ; . ,  • .  .quarterback.. .... . . . ...  .Waddell 

Grady. .. .:. ...... . .  left  halfback. .... ..... .;vBryant 

Cronin.. . . ...... .  .^.right  halfback.  ;..,>.,> .. . .  .Lewis 

Downey.  . . . . . ........ . fullback ..  ^ .,...«.  ...Morrison 

Score  by  periods: 

Villanova , .....;;.......:..;.  ;.0      0    0      0—  0 

Bucknell .....; .;.....  ...7    13    7    13—40 

Referee — Kline,  Cornell.  Umpire— Moorehead,  Penn 
State.  Head  Linesman — Benfer,  Albright.  Time  of 
periods— 15  minutes. 

Villanova,  16;  St.  Joseph,  0  ' 

On  Saturday,  November  16th,  the  Villanova 
eleven  defeated  the  St.  Joseph  College  team  for 
the  second  time  this  .season,  the  score  being 
16  to  0.  The  contest  was  played  at  Houston 
Field,  Philadelphia,  for  the  benefit  of  the  United 
War  Work  Fund.  In  addition  to  the  members 
of  the  S.  A.  T.  C.  from  both  institutions,  several 
hundred  spectators  witnessed  the  game.  The 
Varsity  completely  outclassed  their  opponents 
throughout,  and  kept  them  on  the  defensive  by 
their  system  of  forward  passes  in  which  they 
had  been  drilled  so  constantly  by  Coach  Tom 
Reap.  Together  with  the  overhead  offense,  the 
spectacular  runs  of  Captain  Cronin  and  Mc- 
Grady  netted  considerable  ground.  In  this  game 
the  Varsity  put  up  its  best  football  exhibition 
of  the  season. 

The  first  score  of  the  game  came  in  the  initial 
period.  After  a  forward  pass,  Cronin  to  Mc- 
Dermott, had  netted  twenty  yards,  St.  Joseph's 
held  for  three  downs  on  their  eighteen-yard  line. 
Bowman  then  dropped  the  ball  squarely  between 
the  uprights  from  a  difficult  angle. 

There  was  no  further  scoring  until  the  third 
period  when  Villanova  staged  an  attack  which 
the  St.  Joseph  team  was  unable  to  stop  until 
their  goal  line  had  twice  been  crossed.  In  this 
half,  Villanova  kicked  off.  Being  unable  to  gain 
ground,  St.  Joseph  was  forced  to  punt.  Striegle, 
the  Varsity's  big  center,  blocked  the  kick  and 


fell  on  the  b;all.  The  first  play,  a  forward  pass, 
Cronin  to  McDermott,  brought  the  ball  to  St. 
Joseph's  three-yard  line.  Worthington  then 
went  through  tackle  for  the  first  touchdown. 

St.  Joseph's  again  chose  to  receive  the  kick-ofT. 
Simendinger  returned  the  ball  to  midfield.  At 
this  point  the  Philadelphia  eleven  showed  signs 
of  speed  and  swept  the  Varsity  off  their  feet 
with  the  completion  of  three  consecutive  passes 
to  Ke^gan,  St.  Joseph's  fleet  right  end.  After 
this  Villanova's  defense  braced,  forcing  St.  Jos- 
eph's to  attempt  a  drop  kick.  The  ball  fell  short 
and  wide  of  its  mark.  McGrady,  who  had  re- 
placed Bowman,  was  playing  back.  He  caught 
the  ball  on  his  own  fifteen-yard  line  and  ran  the 
length  of  the  field  for  a  touchdown.  It  was  not 
so  much  the  interference  his  teammates  gave 
him  as  his  own  speed  and  artful  dodging  that 
made  his  dash  for  the  goal  successful. 

In  addition  to  this  eighty-five-yard  run,  which 
was  the  outstanding  feature  of  the  contest,  the 
former  Lower  Merion  track  star  repeatedly 
skirted  the  St.  Joseph  end  for  big  gains.  Beside 
McGrady  *s  playing,  the  work  of  Captain 
Cronin,  McDermott,  and  Hertzler  was  much  in 
evidence.  It  was  Cronin's  first  game  at  quar- 
ter, and  he  ran  the  team  well.  Besides  his  gen- 
eralship, his  aggressiveness  on  offense  and  ster- 
ling work  on  defense  made  him  the  all-round 
star  of  the  contest.  The  former  West  Philadel- 
phia High  player  was  down  under  every  punt, 
and  not  infrequently  smeared  St.  Joseph's 
plays  behind  the  line. 

For  St.  Joseph's  the  playing  of  Simendinger 
and  Keegan  excelled. 

Villanova  St.  Joseph 

Hertzler left  end Hendrich 

Cunningham left  tackle Gallagher 

Cullen left  guard Drueding 

Striegle. .  .  . center Quinn 

Carroll..  .  .... ..... . .  .right  guard Diamond 

Callahan.  ... right  tackle Swart 

McDermott right  end Keegan 

Cronin quarterback Dowd 

Worthington left  halfback Conley 

Bowman.  .......... .right  halfback Temple 

Dwyer fullback Simendinger 

Score  by  periods: 

Villanova 3     0     13    0—16 

St.  Joseph 0     0      0    0-0 


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Touchdowns — ^Worthington,  McGrady.  Goal  from 
touchdown — Cunningham.  Goal  from  field — Bowman. 
Substitutions— Villanova :  McGrady  for  Bowmaiii^  Grady 
for  Dwyer,  Bowman  for  Worthington;  St.  Joseph:  Tracy 
for  Hendrich,  Hunt  for  Conley,  Hoban  for  Hunt.  Referee 
— Price,  Swarthmore.  Umpire — Sangree,  Haverford. 
Head  Linesman — Lewis,  Harvard.  Time — 12  and  15- 
minute  quarters.  :;;■■:,,:• '";:, 

:  V  33;  Drexel,  0      ;  ^ 

Villanova  closed  its  football  season  on  Thanks- 
giving Day  with  a  victory  over  the  Drexel  In- 
stitute eleven.  It  rained  throughout  the  con- 
test and  the  muddy  field  somewhat  handicapped 
the  Varsity  backfield  men.  As  it  was,  they  suc- 
ceeded in  developing  a  fairly  strong  attack. 
Villanova  scored  consistently  in  the  game,  hav- 
ing one  touchdown  to  its  credit  in  every  period. 

In  the  opening  period,  after  Drexel  had  lost 
the  ball  on  downs,  a  long  pass  to  Hertzler 
brought  the  ball  to  the  seven-yard  line,  from 
which  Dwyer  took  it  over  for  the  first  score  of 
the  game. 

Drexel  showed  signs  of  speed  and  ability  in 
the  second  period  and  carried  the  ball  mainly 
through  Frizzel's  end  runs  to  the  Varsity's 
twenty-yard  line.  Here  Striegle,  Villanova's  big 
center,  intercepted  a  forward  pass.  Dwyer  cir- 
cled left  end  for  twenty-five  yards  and  Cronin 
followed  with  a  thirty-yard  gain.  Cronin's 
heave  to  Hertzler  netted  twenty  yards  more. 
On  the  next  play  a  short  pass  to  Bowman  be- 
hind the  goal  line  gave  the  Varsity  its  second 
touchdown. 

In  the  third  quarter  long  runs  by  McGrady 
and  Bowman  brought  the  ball  to  Drexel's  five- 
yard  line.  Worthington  made  the  final  plunge 
for  a  touchdown.  After  this  the  Institute  eleven 
braced  and  staged  a  strong  ofTense  consisting 
chiefly  of  short  forward  passes.  Wilson  at  full- 
back showed  great  accuracy  in  his  passing  and 
as  a  result  the  ends  succeeded  in  completing  a 
number  of  the  overhead  plays.  On  one  of  these 
aerial  passes,  Worthington  prevented  a  possible 
score  by  intercepting  a  pass  near  his  goal  line. 
From  this  point  on,  Villanova's  goal  line  was 
never  in  danger. 

There  was  no  further  scoring  until  the  middle 
f    the  final  period.    Starting  at  their  own  twenty- 


yard  line  the  Varsity  carried  the  ball,  mainly 
through  line  plunges  by  Captain  Cronin  and 
Worthington  together  with  McGrady's  end  runsj 
the  whole  distance  to  the  goal.  Worthington 
went  through  tackle  for  his  second  touchdown. 

On  the  kick-off  that  followed,  the  Drexel  cap- 
tain chose  to  receive.  After  the  Institute  eleven 
had  succeeded  in  making  two  first  downs,  the 
Villanova  line  braced  forcing  their  opponents  to 
kick.  Bowman  who  was  playing  back  caught 
the  punt  on  his  own  forty-yard  line  and  ran 
through  the  entire  Drexel  team  for  a  touchdown. 
In  his  dash  for  the  goal,  Bowman  gave  a  won- 
derful exhibition  of  open  field  running.  This 
was  easily  the  most  thrilling  play  of  the  game. 

The  defensive  work  of  Hertzler,  Cunningham, 
and  Striegle  was  a  noteworthy  feature  of  the 
contest.  Campbell,  Murphy,  and  McFeeley  got 
into  the  game  in  the  last  period  and  showed  up 
well.  To  piclc  out  Villanova's  backfield  star  in 
this  contest  would  be  difficult.  Each  man 
proved  himself  a  consistent  ground  gainer,  and 
on  defense  repeatedly  smeared  the  Drexel 
attack.    .:.--^:Vv::^:..V;v ■;;■/.■ 

For  the  Institute  eleven  the  work  of  Frizzel, 
Lawson  and  Wilson  was  the  outstanding  feature. 


Drexel 
, . . . .  Proctor 
. . . . . .  .Cole 

Slee 

.  Humphreys 

Hand 

....  Peoples 


Villanova    :/-■_':: 

Hertzler.  .  ... . ... . . . . .  left  end .  . . .  ■,':,. 

Cunningham.  ...  > , . . .  .left  tackle. ...... 

CuUen left  guard ...... 

Striegle center 

Carroll. .....  . . , . . . . .  .right  guard 

Callahan.  ..... .. . . . .  .right  tackle.  .... 

Hart right  end Parker 

Cronin quarterback Frizzel 

Bowman left  halfback Lawson 

Worthington right  fullback Shaefer 

Dwyer fullback Wilson 

Score  by  periods: 

Villanova 7     7    6     13—33 

Drexel 0    0    0      0-0 

Touchdowns — Dwyer,  Bowman,  2;  Worthington,  2. 
Goals  from  touchdown — Bowman,  3.  Substitutions — 
Villanova:  McGrady  for  Dwyer,  Campbell  for  Hart, 
Murphy  for  Callahan,  McFeeley  for  CuUen;  Drexel:  Coop 
for  Lawson,  Lawson  for  Shaefer,  Krupp  for  Proctor,  Proc- 
tor for  Krupp.  Referee — Lieutenant  Brunner,  Penn 
State.  Umpire — Lieutenant  Robert  R.  Brown,  Emory 
and  Henry.  Head  Linesman — Dill.  Time  of  periods — 
12  minutes.  j« 


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Letters  from  an  S.  A.  T.  C.  Rookie 

dere  hyperbla : 

here  I  am  far  away  from  home  learnin  to  be  a 
lieutenant,  the  minit  I  arrived  hear  they  made 
me  a  corporel  because  I  got  a  good  carriage. 

its  awful  hard  but  I  will  persevere  in  spite  of 
being  a  corporel.  You  know  hyperbla  how  good 
I  was  in  the  Tanktown  guards. 

even  the  lieuts  are  gettin  afraid  of  me  cause 
one  made  me  drop  out  of  line  yesterday  cause  I 
hollered  continue  to  march,  when  he  said  "to 
the  rear."  I  didnt  want  to  say  anything  to  him 
cause  a  whole  lot  was  standin  around  but  I 
knew  he  meant  to  say  somethin  else. 

of  course  you  only  being  in  high-school  you 
woodnt  know  much  about  drillin.  when  we 
want  to  make  a  good  line,  the  lieut  will  say — 
right  dress,  that  don't  mean  anything  about 
clothes  cause  we'eve  only  got  one  suit  so  it  must 
be  the  right  one.  It  means  to  put  your  five 
fingers  on  your  right  hip  and  look  cross-eyed  at 
the  man  next  to  you.  ' 

I  tried  to  explain  to  the  C.  O.  (that  means 
company  officer)  a  easier  plan  but  he  said  Id 
have  to  see  Sec.  Baker  so  I  didnt  bother.  Prob- 
ably the  next  letter  I  send  you  111  be  wearing 
puttys. — those  things  that  generals  and  second 
loots  wear. 

Your  feller 
;,■;.■■",:■..,■..         ^'■;..':;.-.  Hank.'    -V;^-',:: 

P.  S.  Tell  Seth  Burns  this  beats  the  boy 
scouts  all  hollow.       '    , 

Chas.  Casey. 


The  dawn  is  for  ambitious  folk 
To  rise  and  cast  aside  the  yoke 
Of  slumber,  and  to  meet  the  task  ] 
That  duty  seems  to  ever  ask. 
But  as  for  me,  to  leave  my  bed 
And  lift  from  out  the  quilts  my  head 
Nay,  nay,  the  dawn  is  not  for  me! 

The  night's  the  time  for  such  as  I 
To  sit  beneath  the  darkened  sky 
With  someone  uho  to  me  is  dear^ 
To  have  her — well  so  sweetly  near. 
To  touch  her — hesitate — and  then 
To  do  the  same  thing  o'er  again — 
Aye,  aye,  the  night's  the  lime  for  me! 

G.  F.  McC.,'20.- 

Waugh — "Is  it  true  that  the  Corr  band  is 
broken  up?" 

Jones— "No.     Why?" 

Waugh — "I  heard  it  was  in  sixteen  pieces." 

*  *         * 

Speaking  of  war  profiteers,  what  about  the 
generous  and  open-hearted  manager  of  the  can- 
teen, Hank  Car. oil?  Also  his  most  worthy 
assistant,  "Doc"  McGrath?  Both  would  give 
anything  they  had;  provided  they  received  twice 

as  much  as  it  was  worth. 

*  *         ♦ 

Prof.  Slavin  (in  Physics) — "Nicholson,  where 

are  your  problems?" 

Raymond — "I  ain't  got  none." 

Prof.  S.— "You  haven't  any?     Why  not?" 

Raymond — "I  am't  got  no  time  to  do  nothin' 

but  me  English." 


40 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


Now  that  the  battle  is  over 

Now  that  the  war  is  won, 

We  all  rejoice  and  raise  a  cheer 

"  We've  conquered  the  terrible  Hun!' ' 

People  seem  puzzled 
Hqitf  it  all  came  about 
i  *tU)?'^^^  ""^^  conquered  the  Germans 
And  put  them  to  rout. 

People  would  wonder, 
And  wonder  in  vain, 
Were  it  not  for  the  fact 
Fm  about  to  explain. 

You  will  hear  many  reasons. 
And  perhaps  they  seem  fine, 
But  none  are  as  sound 
As  this  reason  of  mine. 

It's  all  very  simple. 
As  simple  as  can  be 
That  poor  Kaiser  Bill 
Feared  t'  e  S.  A.  T.  C. 

J.  V.  O'DONNELL. 


She — "I  want  you  to  see  my  new  piano  next 
time  you  call." 
Shannon — "When  do  you  expect  to  get  it?" 
She — "O,  in  about  six  months." 


Editor — "The  financial  outlook  seems  dis- 
couraging— the  prices  of  labor  and  paper  are 
constantly  increasing." 

Jack — "Why,  I  was  under  the  impression  that 
paper  was  stationery." 


Guard—" Halt !    Who  goes  there? " 

Lieutenant — "Officer  of  the  Day." 

Guard — "What  are  you  doing  out  at  night?" 


Teresa 


Carroll — "I've  been  smoking  an  awful  lot  of 
cigars  lately." 

Cunningham — "Well,  if  the  last  one  you  gave 
me  is  a  sample,  I  don't  doubt  your  word  in  the 
least." 


A  name  that  trembles  lightly  on  the  tongue 
Like  some  blest  song  the  angels  must  have  sung 
In  Paradise:  a  name  that  fills  my  dreams 
With  thoughts  of  love  and  joy  and  gurgling  streams, 
— Teresa. 

A  name  that  brings  before  my  fancy's  sight     ■ 
Visions  of  love  that  fill  me  with  delight; 
A  name  that  stands  for  sadness  and  for  mirth; 
A  name  that  only  fairies  bear  on  earth, 

— Teresa.  :■■.-'.,>, 


A  maiden  slender,  graceful,  fair,  and  young; 
Annas— "  I've  often  wondered  why  the  poets     ^  ^^-^ ^j^^^^ ^^^^^^ ^^^^^  jgy^^^  ^^^^^  ^^^^  ^^^^ 

speak  of  the  moon  as  'silver'."  jj^^  f^g  ^^^^  ^^i^^t  with  sight  of  such  a  girl; 

McDermott— "I  suppose  it's  because  of  its     Themaidwho  has  put  my  heart  in  such  a  whirl, 
quarters  and  halves."  Teresa.  ■ 


Claffey — "I    always    do    my    hardest    work 
before  breakfast." 

Wiegand— "What's  that?" 
Claffey— "Getting  up." 


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Who  made  a  heaven  of  earth  by  coming  here; 
A  nymph  divine,  an  angel  from  above 
Whom  I,  unworthy  mortal,  dare  to  love, 
— Teresa. 

H.J.  Wiegand,  '20. 


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Contents 

PAGE 

WINTER  AND  SPRING  (Poem) 3 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

BLAME  IT  ON  PLATO  (Story) 4 

Thomas  R.  Hanley,  '20 

THE  PLOUGHMAN'S  LESSON  (Poem) 8 

H.  A.  Caffrey,  '19 

SNAP  SHOTS  (Story) 9 

Charles  A.  BlJlz,  '22 

NINETEENTH  CENTURY  POETRY  IN  AMERICA  (Essay). . . .     11 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

MARIA  OF  ROME  (Serial) 17 

John  F.  O'Brten,  '19 

ONLY  A  MATTER  OF  FORM   (Essay) 21 

Arthur  B.  Max^vell,  '18 

STRIVING  TO  FORGET  (Poem) 25 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

EDITORIAL: 

(1)  The  Peace  Conference 26 

(2)  Lest  We  Forget 27 

EXCHANGES 29 

COLLEGE  NOTES. 31 

ALUMNI  NOTES.  .  ....  ......................!;.............  33 

ATHLETICS.  .    .....  r.^;^:.:.. . . .......    ..:.... ......... . . .  36 

SPLINTERS 38 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


Vol.  III. 


FEBRUARY,  1919 


No.  3 


Winttx  anb  Opting 

I  fear  the  winter's  cruel  breath: 
It  clutches  me,  and  clutching,  fills 
My  heart  with  horrid,  icy  chills. 
And  stabs  my  soul  with  clammy  thrills, 
And  makes  me  think  of  death. 


I  love  the  zephsrrs  of  the  spring: 
They  soothe  my  soul  with  idle  dreams 
Of  love  and  joy,  the  while  the  sun -beams 
Caress  me  with  their  golden  gleams. 
And  brighten  everything. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21. 


THE   VILLANOVAN 

Blame  It  On  Plato 

By  Thomas  R.  Hanley,  '20 


THE  full  moon  hung  low  over  the  lake  figure  had  her  well-set  head  thrown  back  as  if 

against  a  dark  azure  sky.    Its  beams  cast  she  were  trying  to  smell  the  stars.     Evidently 

a  soft  radiance  over  the  whole  scene,  she  succeeded  for  she  gave  a  little  joyous  chuckle 

Even  the  trees  were  gilded  a  dull  silver  and  the  and  bent  low  over  the  paddle  and  with  a  few 

surface  of  the  lake  was  like  an  entrance  to  Fairy-  strong  strokes,  sent  the  Peterkin  flying  down  the 

land.    Floating  clouds  cast  deep  shadows  on  its  lake  full  into  a  patch  of  shadow, 

mirror-like  surface.  "BANG!"  went  the  brass-tipped  bow  of  the 

In  one  of  these  cloud-shadows  a  canoe  rocked  Peterkin  into  the  bow  of  the  Quex,  floating  full 

lazily  in  the  gradual  swells  of  the  lake.    Reclining  broadside. 

in  the  bottom  of  the  canoe,  his  head  buried  in  a  "What  the  h — ,"  came  out  of  the  darkness  as 

pile  of  pillows,  his  pipe  fixed  comfortably,  and  his  a  long  figure  was  suddenly  catapulted  from  the 

knees  draped  over  the  bow  thwarts,  Radnor  was  bosom  of  warm  pillows  into  the  cold  bosom  of 

the  picture  of  contentment.  But  every  now  and  the  lake. 

then  a  quick  whiff  from  his  pipe  indicated  that  all  "Dear  me,   are  you  wet— can  you  swim?" 

was  not  at  peace  within.    He  was  distinctly  dis-  came  the  sympathetic  query  from  the  Peterkin. 

satisfied.    He  had  come  down  to  the  lake  and  h-kj    „      .j  r»   j            •    ,          i                   •  i 

£,,,  T^r.    ,„,,,,    ,              .     r    J      ^1  ^o»     said  Radnor  grimly  as  he  swam  with 

filled  Kimball  s  shack  only  because  he  had  noth-  .                    rj^i^i.           -i 

,    ^,      ,      ,       T-  1  •            •       .           ,  T;r.  vigorous  overhand  strokes  to  his  capsized  canoe, 

ing  better  to  do.    I^ishing,  swimming  and  Kim-  „■,, 

ball's  "Close  to  Nature"  stuff,  were  all  right  for  ,    ^  "^  ^°^^y'  ^  ^^^"'t  «^«  y°"'"  ^^e  murmured 

some  people,  but  for  "him  the  nearest  he  ever  ^^f"  ^^  ^^^  g^^"^^  ^'^  ^«>^^^- 

intended  to  get  to  nature  again  was  looking  up  "Couldn't  have  done  better  if  you  had   a 

the  Hudson  from  an  apartment  window  on  River-  searchlight  trained  on  me," 

side  Drive.    He  had  had  enough.    He  couldn't  "Oh,  I  didn't  mean  it  that  way — Wait,  I'll 

look  a  coffe-pot  in  the  face  and  the  sight  of  bacon  come  over  and  get  you — I  can  tow  your  boat  to 

made  him  almost  ill.   So  far  as  he  could  see,  these  shore." 

were  the  sole  results  of  roughing  in  the  Maine  And  as  he  had  no  choice  in  the  matter  he  was 

Woods  for  one  week.    He  was  willing  that  very  soon  seated  in  the  bow  of  the  Peterkin  with  a 

minute  to  swap  the  fragrant  smell  of  the  pines  decidedly   good-looking   girl    paddling   him   to 

for  the  still  more  fragrant  odor  of  the  city  streets,  shore.    She  positively  refused  assistance  and  in- 

Yes,  tomorrow  he  would  pack  and  leave  this  sisted  on  bringing  him  into  her  cabin  to  dry  his 

"hole"  forever.     His  mind  once  made  up,  he  clothes,  have  a  cup  of  tea,  and  meet  Ruth,  her 

snuggled  deep  into  the  pillows  and  in  a  short  chum. 

time  w^s  in  the  Land  of  Nod.  He  did  these  things  and  found  the  first  felt 

Now  sleeping  alone  in  a  canoe  is  not,  by  any  good,  the  second  tasted  good  and  third  looked 

means,  the  safest  thing  in  the  world — especially  good.     In  the  light  his  rescuer  was  even  more 

when  the  canoe  concerned  has  no  keel  at  all.  attractive;  she  was  a  trim,  well-built,  out-doors 

All  Radnor  knew  or  cared  about  the  Quex  was,  girl,    Burne-Jones  wpuld  have  used  her  hair  as 

as  he  often  remarked  to  himself,  that  she  was  a  new  type,  and  it  was  worthy  of  it  with  its  dull 

a  "damn  shaky  ol' boat."  coppery  tints. 

Down  the  lake  paddling  blithely  in  the  dull  She  learned  that  he  was  Bob  Radnor,  of  the 

moonlight    came    another    canoe.      A    solitary  City,  resting  in  a  cabin  up  the  lake.    The  im- 


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pression  they  received  was  that  he  worked  in  an 
office.  Ruth  and  she  too,  were  from  New  York. 
Her  own  name  was  Ray  Browne — both  teachers 
in  the  City  public  schools — roughing  it  for  three 
months.  At  this  last,  Radnor  looked  at  the  soft 
divans,  wicker  furniture,  and  Victrola  and 
smiled  faintly. 

While  Ruth  was  busy  in  the  other  room,  he 
learned  that  she  "loved"  Caruso  and  maca- 
roons— "adored"  Ibsen  and  Elsie  Janis.  Bob 
agreed  earnestly  with  her  in  these  subjects  and 
Wiith  such  an  inspiring  audience,  she  told  what 
lay  nearest  her  heart — her  fond  belief  in  Platonic 
Friendship.  Even  this  much-abused  subject 
took  on  a  new  glamour  under  her  tutoring.  Her 
eyes  and  teeth  were  no  mean  persukders  and  in  a 
short  time  Radnor  firmly  bdieved  Plato  was  the 
greatest  man  the  world  ever  knew.  He  wondered 
how  he  had  ever  reached  his  twenty-fifth  year 
without  coming  upon  this  soul-satisfying  doc- 
trine of  spiritual  love — the  union  of  "kindred 
souls" — ^what  a  wonderful  thing  it  was!  It 
fitted  their  case  exactly.  They  were  progressing 
rather  rapidly. 

Now  when  she  disclosed  her  belief  in  Platonic 
Friendship,  "thought  waves,"  and  "soul  vibra- 
tions," anyone  else  would  have  known  that  there 
was  a  girl's  school  to  blame  somewhere,  and  it 
wasn't  a  normal  school  either.  That  is  anyone 
else  but  Radnor  would  have  known. 

And  when  he  criticized  the  modernists,  es- 
pecially Debussy,  spoke  on  Theosophy,  and 
attempted  to  quote  Browning — she  should  have 
known  that,  as  an  ordinary  book-keeper,  he  was 
a  rara  avis.  But  unfortunately,  she  was  as  blind 
as  he. 

On  the  way  to  his  cabin  under  the  star-studded 
sky,  Radnor  found  himself  revolving  her  name 
in  his  mind — Ray  Browne — what  a  charmingly 
simple  name  it  was — a  brown  ray — not  a  dull 
brown,  but  a  rich,  warm,  throbbing-with-life 
brown  that  refreshed  everything  it  touched — and 
it  just  suited  her. 

Now  when  a  single  young  fellow  seeks  and  dis- 
covers rich  hidden  meanings  in  a  girl's  everyday 
name,  it  means  one  of  two  things — either  he  is 
young  and  foolish,  or  else  he  is  approaching  the 
Great  Feeling — or  perhaps  both.  Of  course, 
Radnor  was  neither — at  least  he  would  have  told 
you  that  indignantly. 


Ruth  and  Ray  stayed  up  a  long  wliile  after 
Radnor  left,  discussing  Ray's  adventure  and  how 
they  were  enjoying  themselves.  "And  just  think, 
Ruth,  here  we  are  leading  absolutely  our  own 
lives  free  from  all  restraints  and  conventions. 
And  our  mothers  think  we  are  still  boning  at 
school !  Oh  Boy,  isn't  this  great?  It's  lucky  you 
remembered  your  family  owined  this  place.  I 
hate  to  think  of  leaving  it  and  here  we  have  only 
been  on  the  lake  a  day.  Didn't  Mr.  Radnor 
have  the  nicest  gray  eyes?  Well,  we'll  be  safe 
till  the  family  comes  back  from  the  Coast  any-r- 
way — but  thten!  But  I  don't  care,  I  think  as 
somebody  or  other  well  said,  'We  must  pay  for 
every  pleasure  in  life.'  Wasn't  it  Longfellow? 
Biit  it  serves  them  rigjft,  trying  to  bury  us  in 
school  all  our  lives — and  even  old  'Sneaky' 
thinks  we  are  with  our  'dear  parents' — she'll  be 
wild  when  she  finds  letters  coming  there  for  us 
and  we  are  not  to  be  found.  I'll  Write  tomorrow 
and  tell  her  we  are  up  in  Maine  with  our  People 
— that  will  throw  her  off  the  track  for  a  while. 
Didn't  he  look  like  an  athlete?  He  must  be  six 
feet,  don't  you  think,  Ruth?" 

Ruth  must  have  been  gifted  with  a  high- 
grade  intelligence,  for  she  seemed  to  follow  this 
recital  through  without  a  bit  of  trouble  and 
nodded  sympathetically  in  appropriate  places. 

Radnor  woke  the  next  morning  with  his  cabin 
filled  with  sunshine  and  the  twitters  of  hungry 
birds  in  the  trees  outside.  He  yawned  luxuri- 
ously and  let  the  beauty  of  the  morning  sink  in 
him.  "Gad,  what  a  ripping  place  this  is,"  he 
thought.  He  wondered  how  he  had  ever  dreamed 
about  leaving  it.  The  idea  was  ridiculous. 
After  his  swim  he  felt  he  could  stay  at  the  lake 
for  the  rest  of  his  life,  and  even  managed  to  gulp 
down  his  cofffee  with  a  zest  hitherto  lacking. 
But  the  bacon  he  still  surveyed  with  a  cold,  dis- 
dainful eye. 

He  started  on  his  morning  ramble  whistling 
cheerily  and  tried  to  feel  surprised  when  he  saw 
whither  his  steps  were  directed.  His  favorite 
walk  was  in  the  opposite  direction,  deep  in  the 
woods  to  a  trout  pool,  but  here  he  was  already 
in  sight  of  their  cabin — he'd  say  he  came  after 
his  canoe. 

The  two  girls  were  bending  over  a  small  open 
fire  cooking  something  in  a  frying  pan.     They 


gLrrsj'^a^ggirtfte; 


■W!" 


6  THE   VILLANOVAN 

called   a  cheerful   "mornin"'   to  him  without  though  she  had  serious  doubts  about  "Platonic 

leaving  their  task/^^^^^^^^^.^^^/             y  Friendship."    When  she  tried  to  make  Rfiy  see 

They  insisted  on  his  tasting  their  experiment  the  dangers  of  such  "friendship,"  she  was  in- 

and  when  he  saw  it  was  bacon  he  turned  pale,  formed  that  she  was  "convention-bound."    Ray 

But  somehow  or  other  he  found  himself  not  only  was  undecided  whether  or  not  to  tell  Bob  her 

eating  the  stuff,  but  going  back  for  more.    Wi  en  real  name!    She  often  told  Ruth  that  he  was  the 

asked  b'  Ray  if  he  didn't  "love"  bacon,  he  soul  of  truth  and  could  not  bear  deception — 

n  dded  vigorously  in  the  afBrmative.    His  mouth  hence  she  thought  she  would  put  it  ofif  till  the 

was  too  full  to  speak.  last  minute — anyway,  what's  in  a  name?       ■ 

Now  this  was  a  strange  thing  in  itself,  but  when  Bob,  too,  was  troubled  by  the  same  question^ 

he  said  that  this  end  of  the  lake  was  his  favorite  He  knew  she  firmly  believed  he  worked  and  was 

walk  and  that  he  couldn't  imagine  anyone  not  one  of  her  own  status — how  would  she  take  this 

Hking  the  lake — it  was  even  more  strange — if  deception — he'd  better  let  things  drift  for  a  while, 

possible,  for  Radnor  was  essentially  a  man  of  Of  course,  you  and  I  see  plainly  that  neither 

truth.  wanted  to  take  a  chance  on  losing  the  other 

Having  broken  bread  with  them,  the  least  he  through  a  misunderstanding.    It  was  certainly  a 

felt  he  could  do  was  to  offer  to  paddle  them  up  queer  specimen  of  friendship.    Morning  came  to 

the  lake  for  the  afternoon.     Ruth  claimed  a  mean  to  Ray  only  another  day  of  Bob,  and  she 

needed  rest,  but  insisted  on  Ray's  going.    This  was  content.     Night  meant  to  Bob  merely  a 

did  not  all  displease  Radnor.    It  was  a  wonderful  time  of  waiting  until  he'd  see  Ray  again, 

afternoon  for  both.  However,  a  bomb  exploded  in  their  Garden  of 

Now  this  trip  was  perfectly  all  right,  but  when  Eden  one  morning  before  Bob  showed  up.  A 
history  repeats  itself  too  often  you  can  look  for  a  limousine,  full  of  scandalized  relations,  stopped 
joker  in  the  deck  somewhere.  Ruth  suddenly  before  the  door  and  in  a  second  the  air  was 
developed  a  love  of  solitude  that  wasentirely  charged  with  electricity.  Their  wrath  reached 
foreign  to  her  nature.  A's  a  result  Bob  and  Ruth  to  the  heavens  and  the  defenceless  girls  were  over- 
canoed  alone  almost  all  of  the  time.  Moonlight  whelmed.  It  ended  in  packing  Ray  and  Ruth  in 
struck  them  as  often  as  sunlight  and  they  both  the  car  and  snatching  them  bodily  away  from 
seemed  to  take  it  for  granted.  I'm  sure  Ray's  the  scene  of  their  "disgrace."  It  was  a  weeping 
mother  would  have  gasped  for  breath  if  she  had  Ray  who  begged  permission  to  leave  a  tiny  note 
seen  her  daughter  on  any  of  these  nights.  I  for  a  "friend,"  but  her  mother  was  adamant, 
know  she  would  have  interrupted  their  "serious  "  The  aflfair  was  to  be  destroyed  root  and  branch, 
talks.  She  resolved  to  drown  herself  if  they  wouldn't 

Delightful  days  followed  one  on  the  other,  let  her  come  back  and  take  a  last  look.    It  was  a 

Rambles,  hikes,  swims,  trips  and  picnics  crammed  desperate  case  of  friendship, 

each  week.    Life  was  a  wpnderful  thing  after  all.  Bob  came  down  about  an  hour  after  they  had 

Ruth  was  sometimes  along,  more  times  she  was  gone  and  seeing  everything  undisturbed,  decided 

not.    Ruth  Mack  certainly  had  changed  from  a  they  would  be  back  soon  and  so  made  up  his 

lover  of  a  good  time  to  an  incurable  book-worm,  mind  to  wait.     He  waited  for  three  days  and 

Yet  Ray  did  not  seem  to  notice  the  change  at  then  gave  up.     It  looked  like  voluntary  deser- 

all,  but  took  everything  for  granted.     It  was  a  tion  to  him,  but  he  knew  Ray  would  never  do 

new^  Ray  these  days,  full  of  song  and  sunshine,  that.    Finally  in  despair,  he  packed  up  his  things 

and  Platonic  Friendship.     Radnor,  too,  was  a  and  went  back  to  the  city  with  a  heavy  heart, 

serious  disciple  of  poor  Plato,  His  friends,  Kimball  especially,  wondered  what 

The  days  became  weeks  and  the  weeks  turned  had  happened  to  him  and  tried  vainly  to  rouse 

into  months,  yet  the  Platonic  Friendship  was  still  him  out  of  the  blues.    All  agreed  that  there  was  a 

going  strong.     They  took  the  axiom,   "Know  girl  in  it  somewhere,  but  Radnor  only  shook  his 

Thyself,"    and    turned    it   into,    "Know    Each  head  when  questioned.    He  had  spent  much  time 

Other,"  for  they  spent  hours  on  this  interesting  and  trouble  and  had  failed  utterly  in  finding 

subject.    Ruth  was  an  interested  spectator,  even  either  a  Ray  Brown  or  a  Ruth  Mack  teaching  in 


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the  public  schools  of  New  York.  He  drifted  into 
the  slough  of  despair,  though  only  a  short  month 
ago  he  was  the  optimist  of  optimists. 

In  November  the  "buds"  came  out  and  Rad- 
nor had  wearily  sent  flowers,  flattered  and  begged 
dances  of  each  in  turn.  A  bored  expression  now 
was  habitual  in  his  face.  He  thought  with  relief 
of  the  last  one,  the  daughter  of  Mrs.  Browne- 
Sharp,  Dor6  Sharp,  who  was  supposed  to  have 
the  "edge"  on  the  others  for  "looks."  Very 
few  knew  her  except  as  a  child  since  she  had  been 
almost  continuously  away  at  school.  Subtle 
advertisement  had  declared  her  a  knock-out,  and 
consequently  every  male  who  w|as  anybody  at 
all  was  at  Dor6  Sharp's  coming  out^ 

Mrs.  Sharp's  friends  recognized  in  this  surprise 
element  a  specimen  of  her  diplomacy.  It  is  well 
known  that  something  new  is  always  sought 
after  and  according  to  this  principle,  Dor6  should 
have  a  larger  field  to  pick  froni.  They  saw 
through  it  all,  they  said. 

Radnor  showed  no  more  interest  in  this  one 
than  in  any  other,  though  Kimball  declared 
Dor6  Sharp  a  wonder.  In  fact,  he  told  Kimball 
that  even  if  she  were  another  Maxine  Elliot,  it 
took  more  than  any  "hidden"  child  of  Mrs. 
Browne-Sharp  to  make  him  lose  any  sleep.  He'd 
go,  but  he'd  leave  early — that  was  settled. 

The  Sharp  residence  was  packed.  Kimball 
and  he  worked  their  way  to  the  upper  floor, 
bowing  right  and  left  to  acquaintances,  and 
found  Mrs.  Browne-Sharp  in  regal  splendor, 
standing  against  a  background  of  brilliant 
flowers  and  potted  plants.  The  gaily  colored 
flowers  were  an  excellent  foil  to  her  dark  colored 
gown  and  snowy  white  hair.  Nor  was  this 
pleasing  efltect  prioduced  by  chance,  for  she  and 
an  expert  decorator  had  planned  it  carefully 
beforehand.  •/.'-'■•::■■' 

After  an  effusive  greeting  from  Mrs.  Browne- 
Sharp,  Radnor  heard  her  call  to  a  nearby  group 
of  young  people,  "  Dor6,  child,  come  here^lease." 
The  accented  last  syllable  of  her  name  turned 
his  thoughts  to  a  picture  of  a  lake,  a  girl,  and  a 
canoe. 

He  looked  up  to  meet  the  "child,"  and — sud- 
denly everything  turned  black.  It  was  his  Ray — 
Ray  Browne!     She  turned  white  the  same  in- 


stant and  they  stood  staring  at  each  other  like 
alabaster  statues.  But  only  for  a  minute  for  he 
had  caught  hold  of  both  of  her  hands  and  they 
were    half-talking,    half-crying  at   each   other, 

"Ray— Bob!''  /:'V;'::;-o;,::^;-;  :-VV;c^ 

Mrs.  Browne-Sharp's  social  tact  came  to  her 
rescue  then  and  taking  hold  of  each  of  their 
hands  she  murmured  fondly,  so  that  all  near 
might  hear,  "And  so  you  twjo  are  old  school 
acquaintances,  how  charming — I  scarcely  recog- 
nized Mr.  Radnor  till  now."  In  another  minute 
she  w;as  circulating  among  her  friends  telling  how 
she  had  introduced  such  two  old  friends  who 
hadn't  seen  each  other  for  such  a  long  while. 
She  effectively  silenced  any  wonder  at  the  rap- 
ture of  Ray's  and  Bob's  greeting.        ; 

By  this  time  Ray  and  Bob  were  talking 
earnestly  and  doing  a  lot  of  explaining  in  a  place 
secure  from  interruption.  She  had  to  tell  the 
whole  story  of  her  escapade  with  Ruth,  and  how 
they  had  planned  to  use  wrong  names.  Every- 
body almost  called  her  Ray  and  to  this  she  had 
merely  added  her  middle  name.  She  had  not 
had  one  minute  to  herself  since  they  had  been 
caught,  and  poor  Ruth  was  still  in  school  and 
could  not  come  out  till  next  year,  as  punishment. 
He  explained  his  motive  in  giving  her  the  false 
impression  that  he  was  a  working  man  and  so  on. 
Time  flew. 

Two  hours  later,  Mrs,  Browne-Sharp,  amazed 
to  find  that  her  daughter  had  so  far  forgotten 
herself  as  to  desert  her  guests,  was  even  more 
amazed,  yes  even  stunned,  to  find  her  own 
daughter  in  the  arms  of  a  virtually  strange 
young  man,  she  could  hardly  call  him  a  gentle- 
man. They  were  in  the  delicious  throes  of  their 
first  kiss — and  there  wasn't  a  thing  Platonic 
about  it,  either.  What  cut  her  to  the  heart  was 
to  see  Dor6  meet  his  affection  more  than  half 
way.    It  was  positively  dreadful! 

It  took  a  full  week  for  Radnor  to  explain  the 
"terrible"  situation  to  Mrs.  Sharp.  Ray  lent 
him  fervid  and  enthusiastic  assistance,  but  I 
think  it  was  really  his  rating  in  Bradstreet's 
which  brought  her  final  consent  to  their  engage- 
ment. And  here  I  shall  end  my  story  as  all  good 
stories  ought  to  end — they  were  married  and 
lived  happily  together  ever  afterwards. 


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The  Ploughman's  Lesson 

As  deep  the  ploughman  furrows  in  the  ground, 
And  lays  it  open  to  the  springtime  sun, 
He  knows  the  time  of  work  has  but  begun. 
Which  only  ends  when  winter  comes  around. 
At  this  drear  time  there  is  no  merry  sound, 
No  lightsome  laugh,  no  reapers  full  of  fun, 
Yet  drear  or  not,  the  ploughing  must  be  done, 
Without  the  plough,  no  harvest  can  abound. 
The  man  that  would  in  heaven's  blessings  share, 
In  his  own  life  a  ploughman  needs  must  be. 
With  dogged  will  his  heart  he  must  lay  bare, 
Its  barren  love  of  self  turn  up  and  free. 
For  open  thus  to  truth's  unmasking  glare 
Springs  up  life's  harvest  from  humility. 

H.  A.  Caffrey,  '19. 


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'X*ir                                                   THE  VILLANOVAN  9 

Snap  Shots 

By  Charles  Belz,  '22 

DARKNESS,  thank  God — what  a  blessing!  to  orient  himself.  The  young,  slender  de  Cog- 
Lieutenant  Cognard,  leading  his  handful  nard,  with  the  tremulous  lips,  the  aquiline 
of  loyal  followers,  sighs  and  urges  his  features,  on  whom  depended  the  safety  of  those 
mount  on  with  renewed  vigor.  Sent  out  as  a  faithful  followers,  ever  glanced  to  the  rear,  with 
strong  reconnaissance  patrol,  they  had  pene-  a  word  of  encouragement  here,  a  caution  there  for 
trated  far  into  the  country  when,  misdirected  by  those  intrepid,  incomparable  men.  He  pats  the 
an  inhabitant,  they  had  stumbled  upon  a  strong  faithful,  but  now  faltering  beast  on  its  quivering 
force  of  the  enemy.  The  first  volley  brought  neck  and  straightens  up  in  the  saddle  as  he  again 
down  half  of  his  picked  twenty.  What  could  feels  the  little  packet  in  his  breast  pocket.  If 
they  do  but  turn  and  run?  The  enemy  gave  pur-  only  they  return,  he  will  have  at  least  something 
suit  in  force  and  hung  on  the  trail  with  a  dog-like  worth  while  to  show  and  perhaps  he  might  win  a 
tenacity.  Up  hill,  down  dale,  to  the  right,  to  the  commendation  from  his  captain.  Who  knows, 
left,  circling — every  trick  was  tried,  every  even  a  medal  might  be  given  him — it  was  a 
strategy  employed  to  lose  the  enemy.  Spread  perilous  mission  and  he  would  be  lucky  if  he 
out  in  fan  shape,  they  scoured  the  country,  returned  at  all.  Wouldn't  he  feel  proud — and 
Their  signals,  their  shouts  were  heard,  some-  Julie?  He  could  see  her  lovely  eyes  light  up  when 
times  far,  sometimes  near.  So  it  went  for  one  he  tells  her.  Her  deep  brown  eyes  would  widen 
hour,  for  two,  for  three.  First  Paul,  then  Jean,  and  widen  until  they  seemed  to  embrace  the 
then  Etienne  was  obliged  to  fall  behind;  finally  whole  world.  The  wounded  poilus  could  testify 
the  others.  Only  five  now  remained,  but,  thank  as  to  the  effect  of  those  eyes,  for  did  she  not 
God,  night  was  descending  rapidly.  The  hills  in  nurse  them  back  to  health  in  that  little  hospital 
the  distance  could  no  longer  be  made  out;  the  on  the  Rue  Antoine?  Surely  he  would  win  her 
little  stream  down  in  the  ravine  to  the  left  could  with  a  "Croix  de  Guerre"  displayed  on  his 
scarcely  be  seen,  save  for  an  occasional  silvery  chest. 

shimmer  here  and  there  through  the  trees.    In  "Ah,  my  lieutenant,  did  you  not  hear  me?    I 

dead  silence  the  little  group  pushed  onward.  said  we  must  break  off  here  to  the  right — no, 

Yes,  onward,  onward!     The  canal  is  at  the  better  still  if  we  ride  on  to  the  bed  of  the  canal, 

most  four  kilometres  distant.    Hark!    Was  that  It  hasn't  been  used  for  a  long  time  and  it  is  a  safer 

a  shot?    Yes,  there's  another.    The  Huns  cannot  way — but  we  must  go  slowly  as  the  footing  is 

be  farther  back  than  the  Charcoal  Burner's  hut  difficult,  but  we  will  soon  reach  it." 

which  we  passed  not  more  than  ten  minutes  ago.  "At  last,  lieutenant,  here  it  is." 

For  the  love  of  God,  Pierre,  aren't  we  there  yet?  On  the  verge  of  exhaustion  the  men  slid  from 

Are  you  sure  of  that  hiding  place?     In  fifteen  their  saddles  and  would  have  immediately  flung 

minutes  it  will  be  entirely  dark  and  they  will  themselves  on  the  straw  to  sleep,  had  not  the 

never  find  us.    But  our  horses  are  dying  under  imperative    Cognard    insisted    that    they    first 

us — that    last    hill    almost    finished    my    poor  attend  to  the  weary  horses.    In  a  short  time  they 

Turenne — you  say  we  will  reach  the  canal  in  were  prepared  for  the  night  and  flung  themselves 

time?    Yes,  we  have  faith  in  you,  could  a  man  on  the  straw.    All  are  sound  asleep  except  the 

ever  forget  his  birth-place?  lieutenant,  who  sits  at  the  window  of  the  hut 

Pierre,  with  haggard  look,  his  eyes  straining  and  gazes  out  into  the  night.     Perhaps  he  is 

to  pierce  the  growing  dusk,  every  nerve  on  the  thinking  of  Julie,  yet  he  strains  his  ears  to  catch 

alert,  and  with  great  beads  of  sweat  standing  out  every  sound.    Now  a  night  owl  hoots  ominously 

on  his  forehead,  bends  far  over  the  saddle  scru-  — there  something  moves  in  the  undergrowth, 

tinizing  the  trees  ahead  for  landmarks  wherewith  but  it  is  only  a  night  prowler  scurrying  to  its  lair 


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—now  he  heats  a  frog  calling  sonorously  across 
to  his  friend^  Everything  seems  at  rest,  just  as 
before  this  dreadful  war.  All  his  men  sleep  the 
sleep  of  the  |}thausted  except  Pierre — why  is  he 
so  restless?  He  turns  from  side  to  side  as  if 
taunted  by  some  phantom — and  he  always  slept 
so  sound  before.  Now  he  starts — he  sits  up 
frightened,  a  ghostly  pallor  spreads  over  his  face, 
the  pupils  of  his  eyes  seem  to  dilate,  "  Mon  Dieu, 
Pierre,  what  is  the  matter?" 

"Psst,  lieutenant,  didn't  you  hear  a  shot  from 
behind  that  hill?  there's  another!  I  must  go — 
quick — help  me — where's  my  horse — my  gun — 


Oh  for  the  love  of  God,  help  me!  My  Madeline 
is  there — in  the  house  over  the  hill — those  Pig 
Boches  may  be  there  now — Oh!" 


"For  the  love  of  Mike,  Stuart,  get  some  more 
feeling  in  that  scene — you're  rotten.  It  might 
have  done  ten  years  ago,  but  not  today.  Moving 
pictures  have  changed  and  j^ou've  got  to  deliver 
the  goods.  Get  me?  We'll  take  that  again  and 
do  it  right  this  time— get  some  pep.    Right!" 

"Camera?" 

"Shoot!" 


THE  VILLANOVAN  It 

I      \    t  ,          •     - 

Nineteenth  Century  Poetry  In  America 

By  Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

AMERICANS  are  held  to  be  a  practical  lyrical  art  the  most  skilled  and  brilliant  masters 
people — we  seem  to  be  always  rushing  of  verse.  Their  names  have  been  inscribed  for 
hither  and  thither  in  an  interminable  all  time  in  the  highest  niches  of  American 
search  for  the  pot  of  gold  at  the  end  of  the  rain-  Literature.  Poe,  Bryant,  Longfellow,  Whittier, 
bow.  And  in  our  haste  we  never  stop  to  pay  Emerson,  Holmes  and  Lowell  were  the  most 
heed  to  the  beauties  of  the  rainbow  itself.  We  brilliant  large  group  of  contemporaneous  poets 
are  too  practical  to  let  our  busy  minds  seek  ever  produced.  But  when  we  attempt  to  com- 
repose  for  a  while  in  beauties  and  delights  that  pare  their  art  to  that  of  the  English  poets  of  the 
are  so  near  at  hand.  I  mean  the  priceless  treas-  same  period,  or  even  to  compare  one  another, 
ures  of  literature.  We  read— yes,  but  of  what  we  find  it  a  very  difficult  matter.  Every  poet 
does  our  ordinary  reading  consist?  The  news-  has  his  good  and  bad  points  in  his  art,  and  every 
papers  and  current  magazines  mostly,  with  now  poet  has  his  own  group  of  admirers  to  whom  his 
and  then  a  popular  work  of  fiction — all  inconse-  work  appeals  more  than  that  of  any  other  poet, 
quential  trash  that  the  world  will  never  remem-  It  is  our  own  opinion  that  Wordsowrth,  Shelley, 
ber  and  which  we  forget  the  instant  we  lay  Tennyson  and  Keats  are  unexcelled  by  any 
the  reading  matter  aside.  It  is  this  practical,  nineteenth  century  poet  in  brilliance  and  genius, 
"always-in-a-hurry"  spirit  that  has  probably  But  for  the  present  we  shall  confine  ourselves  to 
made  most  of  us  disregard  poetry.  By  poetry  our  own  soil  and  its  products. 
I  do  not  mean  the  limping  verse  that  one  finds  Leigh  Hunt  has  said  that  imagination  makes 
in  the  magazines  to  fill  in  space  or  take  one's  the  greatest  poets,  feeling  and  thought  the  next, 
mind  off  a  particularly  bad  ending  to  a  story.  I  fancy  the  next,  and  wit  the  last.  Working  on 
mean  genuine  poetry  that  springs  from  inspired  this  scale  we  could  place  Poe,  the  imaginative  and 
pens.  Ask  any  average  person  to  name  some  the  supernatural,  under  the  first  heading;  Long- 
poets  of  America  and  he  will  probably  say,  fellow,  the  poet  of  the  home  and  of  simple  faith 
Longfellow,  Ella  Wheeler  Wilcoxe  and  Walt  and  love,  and  Whittier,  the  poet  of  the  peasant 
Mason.  He'll  explain  that  he  forgot  the  rest  and  of  the  oppressed,  under  the  second;  Bryant 
but  they  didn't  amount  to  much  anyway,  and  and  Emerson,  the  nature  poets,  under  the  third, 
besides  poetry  is  too  "deep."  An  author  or  an  and  Holmes,  our  foremost  humorist,  under  the 
article  does  not  require  in  their  days  any  inherent  fourth.  There  are  many  who  would  dispute  this 
quality  to  appeal  to  the  people,  but  they  do  distribution,  but  if  we  read  the  poets'  writings 
need  advertising.  we    may    find    the    classification    surprisingly 

Poetry  has  been  neglected  here  in  America  for  correct, 

the  last  ten  years  at  least.    Since  the  end  of  the  Edgar  Allen  Poe  is  best  known  as  the  Writer  of 

last   century   there   has   been   no  evidence   of  weird  and  grotesque  tales.    To  call  him  Ameri- 

practical  genius  among  our  writers.     In  fiction  ca's  foremost  poet  would  seem  a  sacrilege  to 

we  have  about  held  our  own.    In  other  forms  of  many.    But  in  the  opinion  of  the  writer,  he  is 

prose,  especially  scientific  works,  and  in  journal-  the  most  brilliant  and  imaginative  poet  America 

ism,  America  holds  a  high  place,  but  our  poetry,  has  produced.     He  is  a  master  of  harmonious 

with  exception  of  Kilmer,  has  been  commonplace,  rhythm.     Each  of  his  poems  was  clearly  a  part 

In  the  last  century  poetry  in  America  predomi-  of  himself.     No  man  has  ever  so  completely 

nated  above  all  other  literature.    We  had  a  few  woven   himself  into   his  writings  as  did   Poe. 

great  novelists,  essayists  and  historians,  but  we  This  was  due  not  totally  to  any  selfish  instinct, 

had  scores  of  great  poets.    It  is  a  simple  matter  but  to  the  poet's  highly  developed  sense  of  the 

to  choose  from  among  these  exponents  of  the  supernatural.     Life  was  to  him  fear,  and  re- 


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proach,  "and  despair;  death  meant  hope  and  the 
end  of  misery ;  beauty  meant  woman  and 
woman's  lo\e.  These  are  the  themes  of  his 
poems  and  in  depicting  the  emotional,  the  de- 
spairing, and  the  supernatural  in  life,  Poe  has 
never  been  rivalled.  Considering  only  the  very 
form  of  his  poems,  we  cannot  help  but  feel  that 
here  is  a  genuine  artist.  His  poems  appeal  to 
the  ear  as  much  as  to  the  mind.  His  rhythm 
has  never  been  surpassed.  In  considering  his 
poetry,  we  find  four  general  characteristics — 
vivid  imagination,  effectiveness,  depiction  of  the 
supernatural  and  harmonious  rhythm.  His 
verses  leave  a  haunting  memory  after  reading 
them.    Poe  was  an  artist  in  poetry. 

"The  Raven"  is  Poe's  best-known  and  prob- 
ably most  brilliant  poem.  The  form  of  the  verse 
is  beautiful  and  the  poem  itself,  though  super- 
natural in  its  dread  current  of  sorrow  and 
despair  running  through  it,  is  really  sublime. 
Its  effect  on  the  reader  is  always  sure.  Is  not  the 
rhythm  perfect  in  these  lines: 

''And  the  silken  sad  uncertain  rustling  of  each 
purple  curtain 
Thrilled  me,  filled  me,  with  fantastic  terrors  never 

felt  before. 
So  that  now,  to  still  the  beating  of  my  heart^I  stood 

repeating, 
'^Tis  some  visitor  entreating  entrance  at  my 

chamber  door. 
Some    late   visitor   entreating   entrance   at   my 
chamber  door. 

This  it  is,  and  nothing  more."" 
"  This  I  sat  engaged  in  guessing,  but  no  syllable 
expressing 
To  the  fowl  whose  fiery  eyes  now  burned  into  my 

bosom* s  core. 
This  and  more  I  sat  divining,  with  my  head  at 

ease  reclining 
On  the  cushion's  velvet  lining  that  the  lampight 
gloated  o'er. 
But  whose  velevt  violet  lining  with  the  lamplight 
gloating  o' er .  ^ 

SHE  shall  press,  ah,  nevermore^ 

"The  Bells"  is  one  of  Poe's  best  pieces  of 
work,  and  noteworthy  in  that  it  is  one  of  Poe's 
few  cheerful  poems.  There  is  an  exquisite  har- 
mony in  the  line  that  delights  one's  musical 
sense. 


"Hear  the  sledges  with  the  bells,' 
Silver  bells. 
What  a,  world  of  merriment  their  melody  fortellst 
How  they  tinkle,  tinkle,  tinkle. 

In  the  icy  air  of  night! 
While  the  stars  that  oversprinkle 
All  the  heavens,  seen  to  twinkle, 

With  a  crystalline  delight. 
Keeping  time,  time,  time, 
In  a  sort  of  Runic  rime. 
To  the  tintinnabulation  that  so  musically  wells 
From  the  bells,  bells,  bells,  bells, 
Bells,  bells,  bells. 
From  the  jingling  and  the  tinkling  of  the  bells.'* 

The  best  of  Poe's  other  poems  are  "Annabel 
Lee,"  "Ulalume,"  "Coliseum,"  "For  Annie," 
"Conquerer  Worm"  and  "To  Helen."  Besides 
his  genius  in  poetry,  Poe  was  a  prominent  critic 
and  is  one  of  the  best  short-story  writers  our 
Literature  possesses.  His  life  was  full  of  misery, 
illumined  only  by  his  love  for  his  wife.  Poe  was 
one  of  the  greatest  poets  of  the  last  century. 

The  following  lines  from  "For  Annie"  are  on  a 
monument  erected  in  his  honor: 

'■And  the  fever  called  Living 
Is  conquered  at  last." 

Henry  Wadsworth  Longfellow  is  the  best- 
known  and  best-loved  of  our  national  poets. 
The  quality  of  his  works  was  consistently 
brilliant.  He  was  a  very  prolific  writer,  and  his 
poems  are  among  our  most  priceless  literary 
treasures.  His  poems  are  always  cheerful  and 
possess  an  inspiring  religious  spirit.  Longfellow 
is  the  poet  of  the  home  and  of  the  children.  He 
always  chose  for  his  poems  some  beautiful  aspect 
of  life.  One  of  the  best  of  his  characteristics  was 
his  ability  in  telling  a  story  in  ryhme.  In  this  he 
has  never  been  excelled.  His  poems  are  always 
interesting ;  they  never  contain  hidden  meanings ; 
the  reader  has  never  to  grope.  Longfellow  never 
cared  to  attempt  profound  themes;  simplicity 
was  the  keynote  of  his  style.  He  endeavored, 
and  always  succeeded,  to  glorify  the  common- 
place things  of  this  life.  One  bit  of  criticism  that 
may  be  said  in  his  disparagement,  is  his  lack  of 
originality.  He  borrowed  nearly  all  the  subjects 
of  his  poems  and  affixed  his  own  individuality 


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to  them.  But  it  cannot  be  denied  that  the  world 
of  literature  is  greatly  enriched  by  Longfellow's 
promiscuous  borrowing. 

"Evangeline"  is  generally  conceded  to  be 
Longfellow's  masterpiece.  The  story  of  the 
separation  of  the  two  lovers  and  the  long  search 
of  the  heroine  for  her  betrothed  is  very  beautiful. 
The  delineation  of  the  characters  is  a  wonderful 
work  of  art,  and  the  depiction  of  nature  and  the 
remarkable  use  of  the  dactyllic  hexameter  are 
noteworthy.  "  Evangeline "  is  probably  our 
greatest  poem. 

"This  is  the  forest  primeval.  The  murmuring 
pines  and  the  hemlocks 

Bearded  with  moss,  and  in  garments  green,  indis- 
tinct in  the  twilight, 

Stand  like  Druids  of  old,  with  voices  sad  and 
prophetic. 

Stand  like  harpers  hoar,  with  beards  that  rest  on 
their  bosoms. 

Loud  from  its  rocky  caverns,  the  deep-voiced 
neighboring  ocean 

Speaks,  and  in  accents  disconsolate  answers  the 
wail  of  the  forest^' 

"  Stalworth  and  stately  in  form  was  the  man  of 

seventy  winters; 
Hearty  and  hale  was  he,  an  oak  that  was  covered 

with  snowflakes. 
White  as  the  snow  were  his  locks,  and  his  cheeks 

as  brown  as  the  oak  leaves. 
Fair  was  she  to  behold,  that  maiden  of  seventeen 

summers,    .  Vyi  :■:■ -i -. 
Black  were  her  eyes  as  the  berry  that  grows  on  the 

thorn  by  the  wayside. 
Black,  yet  how  softly  they  gleamed  beneath  the 

brown  shade  of  her  tresses! 
Sweet  was  her  breath  as  the  breath  of  kine  that 

feed  in  the  meadows.  ^ 

When  in  the  harvest  heat  she  bore  to  the  reapers 

at  noontide 
Flagons  of  home-brewed  ale,  ah!  fair  in  sooth 

was  the  maiden." 

The  "Song  of  Hiawatha"  is  an  idealized  epic 
of  Indian  life.  The  form  of  the  poem  was  bor- 
rowed from  Finnish  folk-lores.  The  poem  is  an 
inspiration  in  melodious  interpretation  of  nature, 
and  portrayal  of  Indian  customs  and  mythology. 


"  Can  it  be  the  sun  descending 
O'er  the  level  plain  of  water? 
Or  the  Red  Swan  floating,  flying, 
Wounded  by  the  magic  arrow. 
Staining  all  the  waves  with  crimson, 
With  the  crimson  of  its  life  blood 
Filling  all  the  air  with  splendor, 
With  the  splendor  of  its  plumage? 
Yes,  it  is  the  sun  descending. 
Sinking  down  into  the  water; 
All  the  sky  is  stained  with  purple. 
All  the  water  flushed  with  crimson." 

"The  Courtship  of  Myles  Standish "  is  a  popu- 
lar picture  of  Puritan  days,  embodying  a  fas- 
cinating romance.  It  is  not,  however,  a  great 
poem,  its  verse  limping  in  many  places. 

*■  ■ /f  the  great  captain  of  Plymouth  is  so  very  eager 
to  wed  me. 

Why  does  he  not  come  himself,  and  take  the  trouble 
to  woo  me? 

If  I  am  not  worth  the  wooing,  I  surely  am  not 
worth  the  winning!'  ^    : 

Then  John  Aldeft  began  explaining  and  smoothing 
the  matter,  ..,■ 

Making  it  worse  as  he  went,  by  saying,   'the 
captain  was  busy — 

Had  no  time  for  such  things' — such  things!   the 
words  grating  harshly 

Fell  on  the  ear  of  Priscilla,  and  swift  as  a  flash 
:         5/fg  made  answer: 

*  Has  he  no  time  for  such  things,  as  you  call  it, 
before  he  is  married, 

Would  he  be  likely  to  find  it,  or  make  it,  after  the 
wedding? 

That  is  the  way  with  you  men;  you  don't  under- 
stand us,  you  cannot. 

When  you  have  made  up  your  minds,  after  think- 
ing of  this  one  and  that  one. 

Choosing,  selecting,  rejecting,  comparing  one  with 
another. 

Then  you  make  known  your  desire,  with  abrupt 
and  silent  avowal, 
And  are  offended  and  hurt,  and  indignant,  per- 
haps, that  a  woman 

Does  not  respond  at  once  to  a  love  that  she  never 
suspected. 

Does  not  attain  at  a  bound  the  height  to  which  you 
have  been  climbing. 


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This  is  not  right  nor  just;  for  surely  a  woman's 
affection   /■■_):■■:,,  ■■■VV/^^.^;.; ■;:■'..,■?:/ 

is  not  a  thing  to  be  asked  for,  and  Had  for  only  the 
asking. 

When  one  is  truly  in  love,  one  not  only  says  it, 
but  shows  it.'" 

*'A  Psalm  of  Life"  is  one  of  our  most  remark- 
able literary  masterpieces.  Longfellow  would 
have  had  a  splendid  reputation  on  this  piece 
alone.  The  deep  penetrating  lines  seem  to  sink 
into  one's  inmost  being. 

**  Lives  of  great  men  all  remind  us 
We  can  make  our  lives  sublime. 
And  departing  leave  behind  us 
Footprints  on  the  sands  of  time." 

"The  Tales  of  the  Wayside  Inn,"  planned  on 
Chaucer's  "Canterbury  Tales,"  are  a  collection 
of  interesting  poems,  including  "Paul  Revere's 
Ride,"  "King  Robert  of  Sicily,"  "Saga  of  King 
Olaf,"  "Forquemada"  and  several  others.  For 
narrative  interest  the  group  is  unexcelled.  The 
following  is  from  "King  Robert  of  Sicily." 

^* Robert  of  Sicily,  brother  of  Pope  Urbane, 
And  Valmond,  Emperor  of  Allemaine, 
Apparelled  in  magnificent  attire, 
With  retinue  of  many  a  knight  and  squire, 
On  St.  John's  eve,  at  vespers,  proudly  sat. 
And  heard  the  priests  chant  the  Magnificat, 
And  as  he  listened,  o'er  and  o'er  again 
Repeated  like  a  burden  or  refrain. 
He  caught  the  words,  'Deposiut  potentes, 
De  sede  et  exaUavit  humiles,' 
And  slowly  lifting  up  his  kingly  head 
He  to  a  learned  clerk  beside  him  said, 
'  What  mean  these  words?'  The  clerk  made  answer 

■■'.  meet,  '''■■■::■:- 

'  He  has  put  down  the  mighty  from  their  seat 
And  has  exalted  them  of  low  degree.' 
Thereat  King  Robert  muttered  scornfully, 
"Tis  well  that  such  seditious  words  are  sung 
Only  by  priests  and  in  the  Latin  tongue; 
For  unto  priests  and  people  be  it  known. 
There  is  no  power  can  push  me  from  my  throne!' 
And  leaning  back,  he  yawned  and  fell  asleep. 
Lulled  by  the  chant  monotonous  and  deep." 


Of  Longfellow's  poems  not  mentioned  the  best 
are  probably,  "The  Ladder  of  St.  Augustine," 
"The  Building  of  the  Ship,"  "Village  Black- 
smith," "Skeleton  in  Armor"  and  "Wreck  of 
the  Hesperus."  His  best-known  dramatic  work, 
"The  Spanish  Student,"  was  not  a  success.  His 
translations,  especially  from  Dante,  are  excellent. 

John  Greenleaf  Whittier,  the  poet  of  the 
people,  was  one  of  our  truly  great  poets.  His 
one  great  mistake  was  that  he  used  his  talent 
mostly  in  partisan  affairs.  It  might  be  said  that 
the  Abolitionist  movement  sapped  all  his  poetic 
vitality.  But  leaving  aside  his  frenzied  appeals 
"for  freedom,"  much  of  Whittier  is  inspiring. 
His  quiet  restful  poems  of  the  home,  of  the  poor, 
and  his  wonderful  nature  poems  place  him  in  the 
rank  of  poets.  As  a  writer  of  ballads  he  has  had 
no  equal  among  the  American  poets.  His 
legendary  poems  are  masterpieces  of  absorbing 
interest.  His  many  religious  poems  are  exquisite 
in  their  gentleness  and  faith.  Whittier  is  very 
human  in  his  poems,  and  often  very  child-like. 
His  most  beautiful  and  imperishable  work  is 
"Snow-Bound,"  a  complete  and  perfect  picture 
of  a  rural  home  in  winter.  Much  of  it  is  beautiful 
beyond  expression,  beyond  comparison  and  be- 
■:yond  criticism,    ■r■■/v■'';;^v;■y^>^v■:^;:^^' :•■;■ 

''Shut  in  from  all  the  world  without 
We  sat  the  the  clean-winged  hearth  about. 
Content  to  let  the  north  wind  roar 
In  baffled  rage  at  pane  and  door, 
While  the  red  logs  before  us  beat 
The  frost-line  back  with  tropic  heat. 
And  even  when  a  louder  blast 
Shook  beam  and  rafter  when  it  passed. 
The  merrier  up  its  roaring  draught 
The  great  throat  of  the  chimney  laughed; 
The  house-dog  on  its  paws  outspread, 
Laid  to  the  fire  his  drowsy  head; 
The  cat's  dark  silhouette  on  the  wall, 
A  couchant  tigers  seemed  to  fall. 
And  for  the  winter  fireside  meet, 
Between  the  andiron's  straddling  feet. 
The  mug  of  cider  simmered  slow. 
The  apples  sputtered  in  a  row, 
And  close  at  hand  the  basket  stood 
With  nuts  from  brown  October's  wood." 


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Other  of  Whittier's  poems  of  excellent  quality 
are  "The  Garrison  of  Cape  Ann,"  "Skipper 
Ireson's  Ride,"  "  The  Lakeside,"  "  Barbara 
Frietchie"  and  "Cobbler  Keegar's  Vision." 
Most  of  these  are  ballads  and  the  reader  will 
find  that  the  best  and  most  interesting  of 
Whittier  is  to  be  found  in  his  ballads  and 
legendary  tales. 

William  CuUen  Bryant  is  the  American  nature 
poet.  His  depictions  of  nature's  beauties  are 
sublime  bits  of  art,  surpassed  only  by  the  great 
English  trio  of  nature-singers,  Wordsworth, 
Keats  and  Shelley.  It  is  true  that  much  of  his 
verse  is  cold  and  didacties,but  this  coldness  is 
overcome  by  his  masterly  interpretation  of  na- 
ture and  the  genuine  quality  of  most  of  his  works. 
Bryant  was  definitely  a  national  poet,  and  though 
his  works  are  few,  they  are  among  the  best  of 
our  poetry.  ■\::;..r^i::.y'y'-:;\-:;:'U'^y':y 

"  Thanatopsis  "is  Bryant's  best-known  work, 
and  although  not  as  imaginative  nor  as  brilliant 
as  much  of  his  other  poetry,  it  is  one  of  our 
masterpieces.  Many  cursory  readers  obtain  from 
a  perusal  of  this  poem  that  Bryant  is  cold  and 
melancholy,  but  though  that  is  true  in  regards 
to  "Thanatopsis,"  that  view  cannot  be  held 
about  his  nature  poems.  The  following  is  from 
■^'Thanatopsis":;.- 

"—ThekiUs, 
Rock-ribbed  and  ancient  as  the  sun;  the  vales, 
Stretching  in  pensive  quietness  in  between. 
The  venerable  woods,  rivers  that  move 
In  majesty,  and  the  complaining  brooks, 
That  make  the  meadows  green;  and  poured  round  all 
Old  ocean's  gray  and  melancholy  waste — 
Are  but  the  solemn  decorations  all 
Of  the  great  tomb  of  man.*' 

The  best  of  Bryant's  numerous  nature  poems 
are  "To  a  Water  Fowl,"  "Forest  Hymn,"  "To  a 
Fringed  Gentian,"  "Death  of  the  Flowers"  and 
"June."  The  following  is  from  "Forest  Hymn." 
"  The  groves  were  God's  first    temples,  ere  man 

learned  r  /:.■ 
To  hew  the  shaft,  and  lay  the  architrave. 
And  spread  the  roof  above  them — ere  he  framed 
The  lofty  vault,  to  gather  and  roll  back 
The  sound  of  anthems — in  the  darkling  wood. 


Amidst  the  cool  and  silence,  he  knelt  down 
And  offered  to  the  Mightiest,  solemn  thanks 
And  supplication    .     ,     .    Let  me,  then  at  leasts 
Here  in  the  shadow  of  this  aged  wood. 
Offer  one  hymn — thrice,  if  it  find 
Acceptance  in  his  ear." 

Ralph  Waldo  Emerson  was  the  greatest  Amer- 
ican essayist  and  one  of  the  most  brilliant  prose 
writers  of  the  nineteenth  century.  In  poetry  he 
was  also  eminent,  and  produced  many  sublime 
verses,  though  he  never  aimed  to  be  a  great  poet 
and  never  planned  any  long  work.  His  poems 
are  impersonal,  and  in  his  beautiful  nature  poems 
he  uses  his  descriptions  of  nature's  beauty  merely 
as  a  garment  for  the  spirit  that  radiates  and 
beautifies  nature.  Emerson's  individuality  is 
clearly  shown  in  his  poems ;  they  could  be  written 
by  no  one  else.  Had  he  put  more  time  and 
thought  on  versification,  our  literature  would 
have  been  greatly  enriched.  The  chief  character- 
istics of  Emerson's  poetry  is  his  impersonal 
quality,  absorbfion  in  nature,  philosophical  in- 
terest in  humanity,  and  a  seemingly  "natural" 
flow  of  poesy  that  is  evident  even  in  his  prose 
compositions. 

Emerson's  best  poems  are  "The  Snowstorm," 
"Each  and  All,"  "The  Humble  Bee,"  "Days" 
and  the  "Apology."  The  following  is  from  " The 
Snowstorm." 

"  Come,  see  the  north  wind's  masonry! 
Out  of  an  unseen  quarry,  evermore 
Furnished  with  tile,  the  fierce  artificer 
Curves  his  white  bastions,  with  projected  roof. 
Round  every  windward  stake,  or  tree,  or  door, 
Speeding,  the  myriad  handed,  his  wild  wofk^ 
So  fanciful,  so  savage,  naught  cares  he 
For  number  or  proportion." 


Oliver  Wendell  Holmes  was  our  great  humor- 
ous poet,  a  gifted  writer  who  enlivened  with  his 
geniality  and  wit  a  literature  containing  very 
little  humor.  Holmes  is  best  known  for  his  prose 
works — mainly  his  "Autocrat  of  the  Breakfast 
Table."  His  poems  are  comparatively  few  and 
are  not  of  an  extremely  high  order  of  quality. 
Holmes  possessed,  however,  an  intensely  personal 
quality  in  his  writings,  which  together  with  his 
cheerfulness,  make  his  works  very  pleasing.    His 


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best  poems  are  "The  Last  Leaf,"  "The  Deacon's 
Masterpiece,"  "The  Chambered  Nautilus"  and 
"The  Comet." 


The  following  is  from  the  "Last  Leaf": 

"/  saw  him  once  before 
As  he  passed  by  the  door, 

And  again 
The  pavement  stones  resound 
Ashe  totters  o'er  the  ground 

With  his  cane. 
My  grandmama  has  said, 
Poor  old  lady,  she  is  dead 

Long  ago — 
That  he  had  a  Roman  nose 
And  his  cheek  was  like  a  rose 

In  the  snow. 
But  now  his  nose  is  thin 
And  it  rests  upon  his  chin 

Like  a  staff, 
And  a  crook  is  in  his  back 


And  a  melancholy  crack 

In  his  laugh. 
J  know  it  is  a  sin 
For  me  to  sit  and  grin 

At  him  here. 
But  the  old  three-cornered  hat, 
And  the  breeches — and  all  that, 

Are  so  queer. 
And  if  I  should  live  to  be 
The  last  leaf  upon  the  tree 

In  the  spring, 
Let  them  smile  as  I  do  now 
At  the  old  forsaken  bough,   ' 

Where  I  cling." 

Other  eminent  American  poets  of  the  nine- 
teenth century  were  Lowell,  Lanier,  Whitman, 
Taylor,  Ryan  and  Read,  beside  several  scores  of 
minor  writers.  Poetry  in  America  was  consis- 
tently high  in  quality  in  the  nineteenth  century 
and  has  won  immortal  fame,  although  it  never 
attained  the  high  standards  of  the  best  of  the 
English  poets  of  that  period. 


THE    VILLANOVAN  17 

Maria  of  Rome 

By  John  F.  O'Brien,  '19 

IHRISTIANOS  ad  leones!  Christianos  beauty.    As  we  watch  the  crowds  our  attention 

ad  leones!"  cried  the  surging  mob  of  falls  on  a  young  woman — or  rather  a  grown-up 

slaves  and    freedmen.      "Panem   et  child — who  strolls  quietly  along  the  Via  Sacra, 

circenses!"    harmonized  another  section  of  the  She  is  a  hunchback  and  her  crippled  limbs  solicit 

frantic  Romans  that  crowded  the  Forum.    The  our  commiseration.    Her  name  is  Maria.    Little 

morrow  would  be  Nero's  birthday  and  his  Royal  is  known  of  her  early  life,  save  that  her  parents 

Will  had  decreed  a  day  of  jubilation  and  joy.  were  slaughtered  in  the  Roman  persecutions  and 

The  populace  was  prurient  for  the  commence-  her  only  sister,  who  at  that  time  was  a  charming 

ment  of  the  public  festivities.  Preparations  had  maiden  of  womanly  promise  and  beauty,  was 

been  buzzing  for  a  week  past.    Slaves  had  been  captured  by  the  leader  of  vantage  and  carried  off 

brought  from  all  parts  of  the  Empire  to  help  in  as  a  trophy.     Maria  was  a  Christian,  but  an 

the  decoration  of  buildings  and  arrangement  of  unfortunate  lot  had  cast  her  as  a  slave  in  the 

preliminaries.    Christians  had  been  hunted  and  household  of  Marcus  Augustus — the  newly  ap- 

horded  in  dark  prisons.    Every  follower  of  the  pointed  lord  of  the  Prison. 

Nazarene  was  doomed  to  suffer  the  excruciating  Marcus  had  been  the  political  enemy  of  i 

•torments  of  the  rack  or  to  be  mangled  before  a  certain  Antonius  Harentius,  a  man  of  consider- 

jeering  arena.    The  Roman  soldiers  had  raided  able  ability  and  a  skillful  diplomat.    This  latter 

towns   in    search   of    Christians.      The    secret  had  been  the  recipient  of  no  small  portion  of 

passages  to  the  catacombs  had  been  explored  public  approval,  but  the  factions  of  the  state 

and  every  known  member  of  the  Christian  fold  were  so  long  in  returning  a  choice  for  the  office 

was  captured,  and  cast  into  the  darkness  of  the  of  Lord  of  the  Prison,  that  Nero  assumed  the 

Circus  Maxims.  privilege  of  appointing  his  favorite.    Hence  the 

The  Roman  people  were  eager  for  the  morrow,  honor  fell  on  Marcus.     Naturally,  Antonius,  a 

Charioteers  of  universal  renown  would  show  their  practical  and  full-blooded  Roman,  was  incensed 

skill  before  a  boisterous  and  hooting  crowd,  with  jealousy  toward  the  fortunate  rival  and 

Gladiators  of  all  descriptions  would  perform  be-  with  hatred  toward  the  Emperor.    He  dared  not 

fore  the  smile  of  public  approval  and  applause,  show  any  hostile  attitude  to  Nero,  lest  the  latter 

But  the  most  attractive  feature  was  the  "Fight  deliver  him  to  the  tortures;  but  as  for  Marcus— 

between  the  Lion  and  the  Man".    The  Romans  he  would  answer  to  Antonius  for  the  issue  of  the 

were  thirsting  for  a  bloody  scene.     The  un-  affair.    The  neglected  politician  had  determined 

daunted  courage,  that  made  them  masters  of  to  employ  every  means  in  his  power  to  drag  his 

the  world,  had  long  since  extinguished  the  dying  rival  before  the  Roman  people  as  a  murderer  and 

sparks  of  human  kindness  and  pity.    They  re-  despicable  character. 

joiced  in  the  merciless  strength  of  the  savage  Marcus,  however,  was  well  informed  of  his 

beast  as  he  tore  the  flesh  from  the  bones  of  the  rival's    intention — hence    he    was    openly    and 

helpless  victims.    Such  was  the  haste  and  bustle  earnestly  portraying  co-operation  with  govern- 

of  the  Forum;    slaves,  freedmen  and  Romans  mental  suggestion  and  demand.    Needless  to  say 

going  hither  and  thither — each  on  his  own  per-  he  had  exerted  every  effort  to  swell  the  number 

sonal   errand.     A  general  confusion  of  steps,  of  athletic  participants,  gladiatorial  combatants, 

ejaculations,  and  half  completed  sentences  indi-  and  victims  for  the  hungry  lions.     Maria  had 

cated  the  interest  and  anxiety  of  the  people.  heard  many  things  of  her  master's  position  in 

It  was  evening.    The  golden  sun  was  sinking  Rome.    She  knew  that  he  was  a  man  of  consider- 
behind  the  Western  hills.    The  vermillion  shad-  able  influence — that  he  was  talented  and  in  many 
ing  of  his  lingering  rays,  intermingled  with  the  instances  kind  towards  those  less  fortunate  than 
decorated  temples  and  public  structures  pictured  himself. 
a  charming  vision  of  natural  and  architectural  As  she  strolled  placidly  along  the  Via  Sacra 


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^'     I  jypr  eye  fell  on  one  that  had  long  since  won  her 

admiration,  Flavius,  the  son  of  her  master.    He 

was  a  youth  of  shapely  proportion.     He  was 

wearing  a  spotless  Toga  Virilis.     His  plump 

cheeks  acknowledged  a  healthy  and  well-cared- 

for  constitution.     Beside  him  was  a  beautiful 

woman.    She  was  sitting  comfortably  in  a  costly 

litter.     She  was  oblivious  to  the  surrounding 

,     preparations — all  her  attentions  were  centered  on 

•thf  youthful  admirer,  who  walked  beside  her 

and  mused  her  unoccupied  moments.    The  lady 

was  extremely  fair.    The  blush  of  virginity  was 

on  her  cheek.    The  smile  of  a  noble  and  upright 

life  was  on  her  lips  and  the  light  of  loyalty  and 

truth  was  reflected  in  the  bright  sparkle  of  her 

deep  blue  eyes.    Maria  watched  the  lovers.    She 

;  ^^         had  heard  from  one  of  her  companions  that 

;  Flavius  was  in  love  with  the  daughter  of  a 

V;  Roman  Senator,     She  had  likewise  heard  that 

;>         the  woman  in  question  was  a  Christian  and  that 

.  Flavius  was  fully  aware  of  the  fact.    Maria  was 

;  unmoved  by  the  jewels  or  golden  decorations  of 

the  lady  or  her  conveyance.    She  saw  something 

V  ;  behind  the  beauty  that  won  the  admiration  of 

other  people.    Although  she  did  not  remember 

having  seen  the  woman  before — yet  there  was 

something  of  a  familiar  treasure  in  her  eyes  that 

v;  attracted  Maria. 

Down  sank  the  glowing  sun.    The  silent  land 

gray  dusk  of  evening  had  fallen.     The  lovers 

were  about  to  part.     The  Lady  extended  her 

hand  to  the  Roman  youth,  who  kissed  it  with 

appreciation    and    affection.       Pomponia,     the 

beautiful  woman,  had  returned  to  the  quiet  and 

peace  of  her  litter.     Flavius  had  not  retreated 

many  steps  from  her  side  when  a  band  of  black 

slaves  swooped  down,  like  a  brood  of  Harpies, 

on   him   and   the  Lady.     The  son   of  Marcus 

struggled  for  a  moment,  but  the  brute  force  of 

I  V  the  African  soon  "overcame  the  efforts  of  the 

h  youth.     Of  course  they  found  an  easy  prey  in 

|;  the  helpless  Pomponia.    While  Flavius  was  try- 

[  ing  to  divine  the  reason  for  such  an  insult  his 

I  eye  met  the  proud  and  triumphant  grin  of  Julius, 

!  the  son  of  Antonius.    A  sigh  of  victory  trumpeted 

theenvy  and  revenge  of  Julius.    "  Now,  Flavius," 

^        he  snapped  with  contempt — "you  mocked  me 

■r  .      in  the  presence  of  my  friends.    I'll  warrant  you — 

■^    you'll  answer  for  your  cunning.     Ruin  will  fall 

not  only  on  you,  but  on  your  father  who  de- 


ceived the  Roman  mind  and  won  the  favor  of 
Nero  by  flattery  and  promise  to  extort  the 
wealth  of  Roman  citizens.  Death  for  you— 
death  or  slavery." 

Flavius  did  not  know  how  to  refute  the  charges 
of  treachery  or  how  to  defend  his  father's  good 
reputation.  Meantime  a  crowd  of  curious  pedes- 
trians had  gathered  to  witness  the  scene.  This 
was  just  what  Julius  desired— to  harangue  the 
speechless  Flavius  before  a  credulous  and  un- 
thinking people. 

"Romans  and  men  of  undaunted  courage," 
exclaimed  Julius  to  the  half  attentive  throng. 
"I  call  uppn  your  unblemished  love  for  loyalty 
and  frankness.  I  ask  you  what  punishment 
should  you  inflict  on  a  traitor  that  dares  to  stain 
the  purity  and  beauty  of  the  Roman  Toga  by 
secret  connections  with  the  enemy  of  Caesar? 
You  all  know  that  the  Christians  are  banded 
together  to  destroy  our  glorious  empire.  They 
have  been  discovered  in  all  sorts  of  intrigues— 
and  you  yourself  have  decreed  the  rack  and  lion 
for  the  followers  of  the  Nazarene.  Here  before 
you  is  a  traitor,  a  branded,  confessed  Christian." 

"Eum  ad  leones!  Eum  ad  leones,"  shouts  one 
section  of  the  crowd. 

"  Prove  him  to  be  such,"  cried  another  and 
more  thoughtful  division. 

"There  is  the  proof  of  my  charge," he  informed 
pointing  to  Pomponia.  But  she  heard  not  his 
words.  Weak  from  this  unexpected  excitement 
she  had  fainted  and  fallen  into  the  arms  of  her 
attendant.  "Mark  how  cleverly  and  well  she 
plays  the  woman.  I  loved  her  once  and  she  loved 
me.  I  asked  for  her  hand — as  mistress  of  my 
estate — she  declined — and  gave  me  for  a  reason 
— that  she  loved  a  Christian.  Now  as  you  have 
observed,  she  has  received  the  attention  of  this 
Toga-garbed  traitor  and  has  returned  his  atten- 
tion with  acts  of  affection.  What  is  the  conclu- 
sion? I  call  upon  your  wisdom  and  love  of  truth 
to  decide." 

"A  Christian,  he  is!  Away  with  him!" 
shouted  the  listeners. 

"Away  with  them,"  emphasized  Julius. 

"Christianos  ad  leones,"  shouted  the  mob* 
"Julius  has  proved  himself  a  Roman.  Away 
with  these  cunning  instruments  of  murder. 
Ad  leones,  ad  leones." 

At  his  word,  Pomponia  was  thrown  over  the 


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shoulder  of  a  muscular  slave,  who  carried  her  to  As  soon  as  possible  she  disentangled  herself 

the  Maximus  Circuses.     "I  am  no  Christian,"  from  the  pagan  fanatics  and  was  walking  as 

cried  Flavins.     "That  man  is  a  liar.  Roman  qui  kl   as  she  could  toward  he  Palace  of  Marcus. 

Hound,  you'll  bleed  for  this."                       ^  Within  a  short  time  she  was  in  the  domains  of 

"Away  with  him,"  demanded  Julius.     "He  her  lord's  property.     It  was  now  dark.    Diana 

has  proven  himself  a  traitor  by  his  cowardice  and  was  already  peeping  from  behind  the  scattered 

silence."  clouds  when  she  arrived  at  the  doors  of  the 

Flavins,    accordingly,  was    pushed    roughly  master's  home.    All  was  still.    She  paused  at  the 

through  the  jeering  mob.    There  was  none  that  entrance  to  the  garden.    She  would  speak  with 

dared  to  speak  in  his  defense.   The  popular  mind  Marcus  tonight  though  it  cost  her  her  life.    She 

had  spoken,  and  opposition  to  it  meant  death,  peeped  into  the  dark  chamber.    There  was  no 

At  last  the  triumphant  mob  arrived  with  their  life  within.    Quietly  she  stepped  into  the  silent 

victim  at  the  gates  of  the  prison.    As  Flavins  apartment.    Once  inside  she  was  afraid  to  move, 

was  about  to  enter,  the  slaves  paused  and  made  The  chill  and  strange  darkness  of  the  room 

the  disgraced  captive  turn   to  the  maddened  seemed  to  awe  her. 

faces  of  the  Roman  rabble.     He  looked  upon  She  rummaged  deftly  through  the  folds  of  her 

them.     He  was  not  nervous  or  trembling  now,  mantle  and  produced  a  small  wooden  cross.    She 

but  rather  cool  and  collected.    He  cast  a  con-  could  not  see  it,  but  she  could  feel  its  presence 

temptuous  glance  into  their  raging  expression  of  and  perceived  that  which  strengthened  her  faith, 

hate.    Not  one  eye  that  he  met  responded  with  She  crossed  to  a  dark  corner  and  there  she 

sympathy  or  love.    Not  one  voice  was  heard  to  crawled   behind   a  pedestal   that  supported   a 

whisper  a  note  of  comfort  or  encouragement,  beautiful  statue  of  Jupiter.    There  at  the  very 

Such  was  the  fickle  loyalty  of  the  Romans.  feet  of  the  King  of  Pagan  Deity,  she  poured 

There  sat  Julius  placid  and  victorious  on  the  forth  her  prayers  of  love  and  faith,  to  the  Cruci- 
back  of  a  white  charger.  Around  him  gathered  a  fied  God  of  the  Christians.  Her  language  was 
group  of  weaponed  attendants.  Nowhere  could  simple  and  sincere,  for  it  came  from  her  heart. 
Pomponia  be  seen.  Flavius  was  alone,  unde-  She  felt  every  word  that  she  uttered.  Though 
fended,  wronged,  and  doomed  to  suffer  as  traitor,  her  faith  filled  her  with  a  calm  presentiment  that 
and  Christian.  He  looked  again.  Yes!  can  it  neither  Flavius  nor  his  love  would  die,  yet 
be  true?  There  was  an  eye  that  was  wet  with  behind  all  she  saw  a  strange  tinge  of  suffering, 
tears  of  pity  and  love.  Far  off  in  the  fringe  of  There  was  something  that  was  unrevealed  to  her. 
the  crowd  could  be  seen  a  face  half  concealed  She  remained  in  the  one  posture  for  nearly  an 
behind  a  blue  mantle.  'Twas  the  face  of  Maria,  hour,  scarcely  breathing,  not  daring  to  move. 
His  eye  met  hers.  There  was  something  mysteri-  All  this  time  she  devoted  to  earnest  prayer.  All 
ous  between  the  gleam  of  pity  and  the  glance  of  was  still  now.  Suddenly  she  heard  a  loud  cry  of 
sorrow;  when  thought  speaks  to  thought  and  triumph  outside  the  garden  wall.  "Christianos 
the  soul  of  comfort  whispers  peace  to  the  soul  of  ad  leones,"  breaks  through  the  half  closed  doors 
grief.  Such  was  the  flash  of  light  that  came  from  into  the  silence  of  the  Atrium.  "Panem  et 
Maria's  eyes.  Flavius  read  it  unconsciously,  circenses,  Christianos  ad  leones,  Marcus!  Mar- 
It  told  him  that  all  was  not  lost,  and  his  com-  cus!  The  glorious,  the  true  Roman,"  shouted 
forted  heart  expressed  its  gratitude  to  Maria  by  the  approaching  voices.  They  are  now  at  the 
a  faint  smile.  As  Maria  passed  through  the  very  door  of  the  chamber.  Marcus  alighted  with 
throng,  she  could  hear  the  expressions  of  distrust  agility,  stepped  from  the  litter.  He  bade  his 
in  Nero's  choice.  She  heard  words  of  admoni-  attendants  retire,  with  a  word  of  satisfaction. 
tion  for  Antonius  and  above  all,  the  condemna-  He  entered  the  silent  and  dark  room,  preceded 
tion  of  Flavius  as  a  proven  Christian  of  sinister  by  a  torch  bearer.  His  gray,  curly  hair  added 
designs.  All  these  words  echoed  resentment  to  the  dignity  that  was  marked  by  the  bordered  " 
within  her,  but  by  some  supernatural  power  she  Toga  of  the  Upper  Class.  He  halted  before  the 
felt  herself  unconsciously  imitating  the  silence  statue  of  Jupiter  and  placed  a  silver  key  and 
of  Pomponia.  ring  on  the  surface  of  a  small  bracket-like  decora- 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


tion  that  was  attached  to  the  pedestal.  The 
torch  bearer  retreated  a  short  distance,  just 
sufficient  for  his  position  to  cast  a  dark  shadow 
over  the  crouching  Maria. 

"Hail  Jupiter,  Mighty  of  the  gods,  there  is  no 
God  but  thee,"  exclaimed  Marcus,  as  he  bent 
in  adoration  before  the  stone  figure.  "To  you 
I  pledge  my  service,  and  in  Caesar's  name  I  ask 
your  celestial  majesty  to  deliver  all  Christians 
into  my  hands  that  I  may  throw  them  to  the 
tortures  for  their  treachery  to  thee  and  Caesar. 
Hail  Jupiter!    King  of  Heaven.    Hail  to  thee." 

He  arose,  bowed  profoundly  to  the  statue  and 
departed.  Maria  came  from  her  hiding  place, 
and  as  she  did  the  ray  from  the  retreating  torch 
showed  her  the  coveted  ring.  Her  prayer  was 
answered  and  Flavius  would  be  saved.         ^    ^ 

She  snatched  the  keys  and  concealed  them  in 
her  bosom  and  then  called  aloud,  "Master! 
Master!  Marcus!"  as  she  knelt  in  the  same 
place  where  the  Roman  had  paused  to  reverence 
his  god. 

The  voice  in  the  dark  startled  the  Roman. 
He  stopped  in  his  tracks.  "Tarry,"  he  demanded 
of  the  torch  bearer.  The  slave  obeyed.  "Who's 
there?"  shouted  Marcus.    "Speak  on  your  life." 

"Your  lordship's  slave,"  answered  Maria 
humbly. 

"What!  a  slave  daring  to  approach  her  lord? 
To  the  rack — to  the  rack,"  he  roared. 

"Mercy!  Mercy!  Patience,"  pleaded  Maria. 
"  I  come  to  tell  you  something  of  your  boy.  He's 
imprisoned  and  doomed  to  die.  Savfe  him, 
Master.  Kill  me  if  it  pleases  you,  but  save  him, 
your  boy,  my  lord,  and  my — " 

"What?"  exclaimed  Marcus  with  astonish- 
ment. "Imprisoned?  Doomed?  Why,  what 
has  he  done?  Tell  me  where  he  is,  you  hunchback 
wretch!    Speak." 

"Master,  I  will  tell  you  all  and  I  promise  to 
save  Lord  Flavius  if  you  help  me  save  him. 
None  can  do  that  but  I." 

"Speak  not  of  yourself,  foul  bundle  of  conceit, 
where  is  your  lord?"   demanded  the  Roman. 

"  In  prison.  Master.  I  tell  you,  he  is  innocent  of 
every  charge.    I  heard  everything." 

Here,  Maria  related  as  well  as  she  could  the 
whole  incident  of  Flavius  and  his  fate.  She  told 
him  how  she  had  followed  him;  of  his  pleasant 
moments  with  the  beautiful  woman,  of  his  prose- 


cutor's unfair  attack  and  charges,  of  the  cruelty 
of  the  rabble  and  of  the  last  look  of  sympathy 
and  love. 

Marcus  was  lost  in  the  depth  of  contemplation. 
What  if  she  was  speaking  the  truth?  He  saw, 
like  a  flash,  a  vision  of  the  trembling  martyrs 
and  in  their  midst  stood  Flavius,  his  boy  and 
the  hope  of  his  household.  He  dared  not  impede 
the  progress  of  the  festivities.  He  could  not  save 
his  child  by  the  mere  command.  The  presence 
of  Flavius  in  the  prison  would  rouse  the  sus- 
picions of  the  Roman  people.  Hence  he  saw  how 
helpless  he  was.  Here  was  Nero,  and  the  frantic 
mob  calling  for  the  Christians,  and  there  was 
Flavius  doomed  to  an  inevitable  death. 

Suddenly  his  tired  and  racked  brain  sprung 
from  this  reverie.'  'V..--- 

"What  say  you  of  his  freedom?  You  and  you 
alone  can  free  him?" 

"Yes,  master,  I  have  prayed  and  my  prayer 
has  been  answered.  I  can  and  I  will  free  my 
lord  Flavius,  if  you  assist,"  rephed  Maria. 

"  How?  Tell  me  your  plans  quickly,"  snapped 
Marcus. ;- -V:--::--';- ■;:;■, 'ov.''    \^^"  ■■'\'^:v ■:■■:-■:' C'-^.;:'^'-'';- 

"I  can  tell  you  nothing.  If  you  do  as  I  request 
Flavius,  my  lord,  shall  not  perish." 

"You  will  not  tell  me?  Do  you  refuse?  Or 
do  you  fear  the  wisdom  of  your  intentions?" 

"  I  doubt  not  the  prudence  of  my  intentions 
or  my  motives  in  withholding  my  plans  from 
you."  ■  .'■<:■,..>■:, 

"Why,  think  you,  I  could  not  perceive  their 
depth?''  /;.,-;, .v^';-;:-;. -■:-■; 

"No,  master,  but  you  know  not  of  the  mys- 
teries that  support  my  plans." 

"Mystery,"  retorted  Marcus,  "has  been  the 
study  of  the  mortal  and  the  strength  of  the  gods. 
It  is  not  for  you,  an  ignorant  slave,  to  dream  of 
such  conceptions." 

"Mystery,  my  lord,  is  not  the  food  of  supersti- 
tion. It  is  the  bread  of  faith.  Faith,  master, 
faith  in  God,  Who  speaks  to  those  that  pray  to 
Him  with  faith.  Prayer  and  faith  shall  save 
your  son  Flavius." 

The  Roman  could  not  reply.  The  slave  had 
presumed  to  defend  the  enemies  of  his  country 
in  his  own  house  and  before  his  own  face.  If  his 
own  son  dared  such  an  adventure  he  would  have 

{To  be  continued) 


THEVILLANOVAN  2i 

Only  a  Matter  of  Form 

By  A.  B.  Maxwell,  '18 

"  Thou  makest  all  nature  beauty  to  his  eye,  of  isolated  facts,  but  to  educate,  to  teach  one  to 

Or  music  to  his  ear."  think.    It  seems  strange  that  after  so  many  years 

of  schooling,  we  are  but  beginning  to  learn.    Yet 

NO  ONE  will  deny  that  we  are  living  in  an  such  is  the  case.  Commencement  Day  is  only 
extremely  busy  world.  Our  daily  life,  in  the  beginning  of  our  education, 
the  great  struggle  for  existence,  is  a  There  are  instances,too  numerous  to  enumerate, 
veritable  whirlpool  of  hustle  and  bustle.  So  of  this  hasty  and  superficial  manner  of  thinking, 
momentous  is  the  onrush  of  events  and  so  assidu-  Whether  we  consider  problems  of  philosophy  or 
ous  our  endeavor  to  keep  pace  with  them,  that  religion,  of  history,  of  politics,  in  any  branch  of 
we  can  scarcely  find  time  for  food  and  rest.  Per-  the  arts  and  sciences,  there  are  always  those  who 
haps,  if  nature  were  not  so  insistent  as  to  her  needs,  will  distort  things  to  suit  their  own  caprices, 
we  should  neglect  her  altogether.  And  so  the  The  field  of  literature  is  not  without  its  problems, 
great  world  speeds  on,  gaining  momentum  each  and  so  it  is  not  without  or  immune  from  their 
day.  But  unfortunately  this  physical  activity  superficial  solutions.  The  question  of  literary 
has  a  deteriorating  influence  upon  our  mental  form,  of  style  in  writing,  of  expression,  is  a  much 
life.  We  have  no  time  for  serious  reflection  or  mooted  one.  It  is  not  without  its  diversity  of 
quiet  study.  We  have  no  time  for  discrimina-  opinion  and  extremes.  Because  some  recent 
tions,  for  those  niceties  of  distinction,  for  that  systems  of  rhetoric  have  made  style  the  first,  the 
precision  of  judgment  so  necessary  in  the  econ-  second  and  the  last  thing  in  the  study  of  the  art 
omy  of  every  well-regulated  mind.  Indeed,  our  of  discourse,  it  has  been  depreciated  and  ne- 
mode  of  life,  with  all  due  credit  to  its  vigorous  glected  by  others.  As  usual  the  mean  is  the  true 
energies,  generates  a  mental  superficiality  that  course.  Style  has  its  functions  and,  when  prop- 
leads  one  into  many  strange  and  fitful  fancies.  erly  understood,  is  a  fruitful  source  of  much  good. 
Very  often  we  make  obslervations  without  the  both  from  a  utilitarian  and  an  aesthetic  point  of 
slightest  regard  as  to  what  they  may  imply.    A  view. 

thought  comes  to  our  mind,  we  neither  stop.  Two  elements  enter  into  the  construction  of 
look,  nor  weigh  its  possibiHties;  but  send  it  forth  every  piece  of  literary  effort.  The  first  is  the 
in  all  its  roughness,  without  heed  to  perspective,  obtaining  and  the  development  of  the  thought, 
without  any  appreciation  of  its  relations  to  truth,  guided  by  fundamental  principles;  the  second  is 
The  result  is,  not  a  clear  and  distinct  picture,  but  that  which  deals  with  the  expression  of  the 
a  blurred  and  confused  mass  of  impressions,  thought.  When  we  reflect  that  it  is  necessary  to 
Our  vision  is  distorted,  like  the  view  from  the  have  something  to  say,  before  we  can  say  it,  it 
window  of  an  express  train — our  problem  slips  is  clear  how  important  this  first  element  is.  But 
farther  and  farther  from  our  grasp.  We  lose  that  a  thought,  no  matter  how  worthy,  when  clothed 
mental  vision  which  distinguishes  one  thing  from  in  poor  and  feeble  language,  is  nearly  always  a 
its  circumstances,  which  discerns  clearly  the  failure.  It  is  likewise  evident,  therefore,  that  the 
essential  elements  in  the  constitution  of  every  expression  of  our  ideas,  which  is  style  or  form,  is 
individual  thing.  True  knowledge  and  under-  worth  some  consideration.  Its  purpose  is  to 
standing  classifies  and  locates  every  thought,  bring  our  thoughts  out  in  their  clearest  aspects, 
every  word  and  every  deed.  But  even  among  to  throw  light  upon  our  theme  from  every  van- 
college  men  there  is  a  shameful  lack  of  fore-  tage  point.  Art  or  technique,  in  the  truest  sense, 
thought.  In  our  estimation,  the  object  and  pur-  never  detracts  from  the  inner  idea, 
pose  of  a  college  course  is,  not  to  spend  four  years  In  the  foreword  to  a  recent  publication,  "A 
in  idle  dreaming,  not  to  acquire  a  jumbled  mass  Soldier's  Confidences  with  God,"  the  commenta- 


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22  THE  VILLANOVAN 

tor  says,  "It  is  well  that  he  could  not  know  the  nique  is  worthy  of  appreciation  whether  seen  in 

use  God  planned  to  make  of  these  Colloquies,  the  violinist  or  the  bag-piper,  in  the  baseball 

for,  had  he  known,  they  would  have  been  less  player,  or  even  in  the  most  ordinary  game  of 

ingenuous,  less  sincere,  he  would  have  tried  to  marbles. 

give  them  literary  form,  to  make  them  artistic —  It  is  remarkable,  moreover,  that  everybody 
and  so  he  would  have  failed,  for  it  is  precisely  believes  in  and  accepts  form,  even  those  that  are 
because  of  their  frank  ingenuousness,  their  abso-  wont  to  discry  against  it.  We  plant  fine  lawns 
lute  sincerity  and  lack  of  art,  that  they  are  so  and  gardens  before  our  homes,  and  have  the  po- 
powerful,  so  convincing.  They  are  not  art;  but  tatoes  and  cabbages  behind  the  back  gate.  We 
they  are  the  pure  outpourings  of  an  intensely  pick  the  violets  along  the  roadside  and  pass  the 
artistic  soul.  They  are  not  polished  and  refined,  dandelion  by  unnoticed.  We  gather  the  many 
but  they  are  the  handiwork  of  a  most  refined  tinted  and  varied  formed  shells  along  the  sea- 
nature."  How  literary  form  or  art  or  conscious  shore,  and  grind  the  clam  shells  beneath  our  feet, 
planning,  which  of  its  very  nature  is  of  the  in-  It  matters  very  much  whether  we  eat  with  our 
tellect,  spells  insincerity,  hypocrisy,  or  dissimula-  knives  or  our  forks  and  how  we  eat.  Wall  paper, 
tion  in  any  way,  for  the  life  of  us,  we  can  not  carpets  and  bric-a-brac  give  our  rooms  at  college 
understand.  No  doubt,  this  appreciation  is  in-  a  home-like  atmosphere.  Even  the  lover  of 
tended  as  a  thorough-going  understanding  and  books,  who  prefers  them  above  all  else,  sees  use 
appraisal  of  Lieutenant  Barsi's  work.  We  do  not  for  the  bookcase  and  will  prefer  one  design  to 
intend  to  say  whether  the  Colloquies,  written,  as  another.  We  often  read  of  wealthy  people  spend- 
they  are,  in  that  enthusiastic  outpouring  of  an  ing  thousands  and  thousands  of  dollars  for  a  few 
Italian  soul,  contain  literary  value  or  not.  But  pearls.  If  composition  and  form  mean  nothing, 
we  do  take  exception  to  the  inference  ofTered  in  why  don't  they  hang  the  oysters  around  their 
their  foreword,  while  it  is  too  often  true  that  false  necks.  But  tastes  will  differ — "de  gustibus  non 
systems  of  thought,  wild  vagaries  of  imaginative  est  disputandum" — and  no  doubt  even  old 
minds,  are  made  captious  and  alluring  by  a  fine  Diogenes  in  his  tub  under  the  rain  spout,  was 
show  of  words  and  flourishes  of  the  pen.    It  is  satisfied  with  his. 

too  often  true  that  even  sincere  and  honest  minds         Artistic  form  lends  a  distinctive  charm   to 

are  marred  by  misconstrued  notions  of  rhetoric,  every  species  of  literature.    The  greatest  authors 

But  abuse  should  never  condemn  what  is  good,  and  masters  have  alwa^'s  used  it.    The  human 

Wherever  possible  the  good  should  be  dissociated  agents  of  the  inspired  Words  of  Holy  Scripture 

and  disentangled  from  the  bad.    Whenever  we  have  shown  no  disinclination  to  use  it.    Nor  does 

can  learn  from  the  expression,  even  though  the  it  detract  from  the  sincerity  or  the  truths  of  the 

thoughts  must  be  rejected,  we  should  do  so.  matter.     In  the  first  chapter  of  Genesis,  the 

No  student  of  painting  would  disdain  to  learn  history  of  creation,  there  is  a  distinct  and  artistic 

from  the  work  of  a  great  master,  though  he  could  pattern  of  scales,  counterpoints,  sets  of  corre- 

not  accept  the  ideas  he  has  portrayed.  spending  words  and  repetitions.     In  the  scale  of 

What  then  is  literary  style?    Is  it  high-sound-  days  the  incidents  of  the  second  three  days  are 

ing    words    and    over-elaborate    flourishes     of  foreshadowed  and  prepared  for  in  the  first  three 

language?    No.    No  more  than  over-dress  is  good  days,  successively.    On  the  first  day  God  created 

taste.    But  it  does  mean  that  exquisite  and  fas-  heaven  and  earth,  and  He  separated  the  light 

cinating  way  that  an  author  handles  his  mater-  from  the  darkness ;  on  the  fourth  day,  the  Sun, 

ials.    It  is  neither  over-elaborate  nor  too  barren,  the  Moon  and  the  Stars  were  created.    The  sep- 

but  rich  and  simple,  discriminate  and  energetical,  aration  of  the  waters  above  the  firmament,  and 

Since  style  is  the  manner  of  expressing  thought,  below  the  firmament  on  the  second  day,  prepares 

it  embraces  the  use  and  choice  of  words,  sentence  for  the  creation  of  fowl  and  fish  on  the  fifth  day. 

and  paragraph  construction,  varieties  of  expres-  The  division  of  the  drylands  and  the  seas  on  the 

sion,  and  figures  of  speech.    This  requires  study,  third  day,  for  the  cattle,  creeping  things,  beasts, 

Its  accomplishment  is  art,  and  art,  as  a  skilful  use  and  man  on  the  sixth  day.    Then  there  is  also  a 

of  knowledge,  should  never  be  disparaged.  Tech-  gradation  as  regards  the  relative  importance  of 


TH'E   VILLANOVAN  '    v::,s.:^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ 

all  the  things  created.  Inorganic  matter  was  good  methodology,  by  an  admirable  tiirn  of  sen- 
created  first,  followed  by  the  organic,  which  was  tences  and  paragraphs.  The  main  obstacle  of 
again  graded  into  the  irrational  and  the  rational,  the  story  is  built  upon  a  substitution,  made  pos- 
Man,  the  crowning  work,  the  masterpiece,  came  sible  through  the  personal  resemblance  between 
last.  The  word  good  is  used  seven  times — six  the  woman  in  white,  Ann  Catherick  and  Laura, 
times  "God  saw  that  it  was  good."  The  last  Lady  Clyde.  Ann  Catherick  had  been  intro- 
time,  "God  saw  all  the  things  that  He  had  made,  duced  into  Count  Fosco's  house  as  Lady  Glyde. 
and  that  they  were  very  good."  Lady  Glyde  took  the  dead  woman's  place  in  the 
Nor  did  the  Royal  Psalmist  deem  it  unbecom-  Insane  Asylum — the  substitution  having  been  so 
ing  or  unfitting  to  construct  artistically.  The  managed  as  to  make  innocent  people  accomplices 
first  psalm  is  based  on  the  category  of  relations  in  the  crime. 

by  contrast.    The  just  man,  in  the  first  three  "In  the  eye  of  reason  and  of  the  law,  in  the 

versicles,  is  contrasted  with  the  unjust  man,  in  estimation  of  relatives  and  friends,  according  to 

the  next  two.    Versicle  one  is  negative,  with  a  every   received   formality  of   civilized  society, 

scale  of  posture,  walk,  stand,  sit;  two  is  positive;  'Laura,  Lady  Glyde,'  lay  buried  with  her  mother 

three  is  positive  and  negative,  with  a  simile;  in  Limmeridge  church  yard.    Torn  in  her  own 

four  is  negative  and  positive,  with  a  simile;  five  lifetime  from  the  list  of  the  living,  the  daughter 

is  negative  and  chiastic  to  the  first.    The  final  of  Philip  Fairlje  and  the  wife  of  Percival  Glyde 

versicle  summarizes  the  whole.  might  still  exist  for  her  sister,  might  still  exist  for 

1.  Blessed  is  the  man  who  hath  not  walked  in  me,  but  to  all  the  world  besides  she  was  dead, 
the  counsel  of  the  ungodly,  nor  stood  in  the  way  Dead  to  her  uncle,  who  had  renounced  her;  dead 
of  sinners,  nor  sat  in  the  chair  of  pestilence.  to  the  servants  of  the  house,  who  had  failed  to 

2.  But  his  will  is  the  law  of  the  Lord,  and  on  recognize  her;  dead  to  the  persons  in  authority, 
his  law  he  shall  meditate  day  and  night.  who  had  transmitted  her  fortune  to  her  husband 

3.  And  he  shall  be  like  a  tree  which  is  planted  and  her  aunt;  dead  to  my  mother  and  my  sister, 
near  the  running  waters,  which  shall  bring  forth  who  believed  me  to  be  the  dupe  of  an  adventuress 
its  fruit,  in  due  season.  and  the  victim    of    a  fraud;    socially,  morally, 

And  his  leaf  shall  not  fall  off:  and  all  whatso-  legally — dead, 

ever  he  shall  do  shall  prosper.  "And  yet  alive!  Alive  in  poverty  and  in  hiding. 

4.  Not  so  the  wicked,  not  so:  but  like  the  dust  Alive,  with  the  poor  drawing-master  to  fight  her 
which  the  wind  driveth  from  the  face  of  the  battle,  and  to  win  the  way  back  for  her  to  her 
earth.  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  ■   >    k    ;  place  in  the  world  of  living  beings." 

5.  Therefore  the  wicked  shall  not  rise  again  in  The  fundamental  error  in  the  use  of  literary 
judgment:  nor  sinners  in  the  council  of  the  just,  form  and,  perhaps,  what  gives  rise  to  so  much 

6.  For  the  Lord  knoweth  the  way  of  the  just:  misunderstanding  and  want  of  appreciation,  is 
and  the  way  of  the  wicked  shall  perish.  due  to  the  incongruity  of  one's  style  with  the 

There  are  any  number  of  pieces  in  profane  lit-  nature  of  the  theme.    Every  art  and  science,  to 

erature,  in  both  poetry  and  prose  exhibiting  and  be  true,  must  be  supported  by  the  very  nature  of 

bringing  out  the  theme  in  an  ingenious  way  by  things.     Nature,  in  all  her  varied  forms  and 

an  exquisite  turn  of  words.  modes  of  expression,  is  never  grotesque  or  out  of 

perspective.     It  is  true  likewise  behind  all  the 

*'Ask  what  makes  one  keep,  and  one  bestow?  worth  in  the  expression  of  architecture,  of  paint- 

What  Power  who  bids  the  ocean  ebb  and  flow:  ing,  of  music,  of  logic  and  of  literature. 

Bids  seed  time,  harvest,  equal  course  maintain,  ' 

Through  reconciled  extremes  of  draught  and  rain;  "  True  art  springs  tree-like  from  the  engendering 

Builds  life  on  death,  on  change  duration  founds  root, 

And  gives  th'  eternal  wheels  to  know  their  rounds.'*  Buds,  branches,  blossoms,  then  falls  in  fruit," 

Wilkie  Collins  in  "The  Woman  in  White,"  has  It  is  in  following  out  this  principle  that  the 

succeeded  in  simplifying  an  intricate  plot  by  his  German  Operas  surpass  the  Italian.    The  Italian 


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school  held  that  the  drama  was  subservient  to  a  great  logician,  but  a  great  poet,  and  a  great 

the  music.     But  Wagner's  success  results  from  saint. 

the  fact  that  he  made  the  music  subsidiary  and  Every  species  of  literature,  then,  has  its  specific 
accidental.  Its  function  is  to  interpret  the  story,  form,  its  peculiar  manner  of  expression.  The 
We  discover  the  same  logic  behind  the  purpose  treatise  has  its  philosophic  and  technical  terms 
of  church  music.  The  beauty,  the  strongest  de-  of  genus,  species,  and  division.  The  essay,  with 
fense  of  the  Gregorian  Chant,  is  that  it  reflects  its  purely  personal  and  whimsical  note,  has, 
and  interprets  the  sacred  character  behind  the  perhaps,  the  widest  range.  And  so  on  through- 
Church  ceremonies.  out  the  whole  field  of  literature,  in  song  and  in 
So  too,  logic,  the  science  of  thought,  has  its  story.  But  it  is  no  small  task  to  acquire  great 
reason  from  the  nature  of  the  human  intellect,  facility  and  richness  of  expression.  It  requires 
It  is  a  practical  science.  It  is  a  natural  science,  constant,  self-conscious  effort.  It  is  said  that  Sir 
although,  it  be  an  artificial  instrument  by  which  Joshua  Reynolds  once  asked  Dr.  Johnson,  "by 
we  cultivate,  develop  and  draw  out  the  inherent  what  means  he  had  attained  his  extraordinary 
qualities  of  the  mind ;  much  the  same  as  one  accuracy  and  f^ow  of  language.  The  great  doctor 
nurtures  and  guides  the  growth  of  a  sapling.  It  answered  that  he  had  early  laid  it  down  as  a 
is  not  as  some  would  infer,  a  stiff  hat,  into  which  fixed  rule  to  do  his  best  on  every  occasion,  and 
one  must  cram  his  head.  But  there  are  those  in  every  company' ;  to  impart  whatever  he  knew 
illogical  logicians  who  have  brought  their  science  in  the  most  forcible  language  he  could  put  it  in; 
into  disrepute  by  their  unscientific,  and  therefore  and  that  by  constant  practice,  and  never  suffer- 
illogical,  eulogies.  "Whatever  there  is  that  is  ing  any  careless  expressions  to  escape  him,  or 
great  in  science  or  in  art  or  in  literature,  it  is  the  attempting  to  deliver  his  thoughts  without  ar- 
work  of  the  intellect."^ — "In  vain  would  anyone  ranging  them  in  the  clearest  manner,  it  became 
deny  the  truth  of  the  favorite  aphorism  of  Sir  habitual  to  him." 

William    Hamilton,     'In    the    world   there    is        The  chief  obstacle  in  the  way  of  any  perfection 

nothing  great  but  man.    In  man  there  is  nothing  is  that  we  do  too  much  stock  thinking,  we  don't 

great  but  mind.'"  It  is  such  theories  as  these  that  think  for  ourselves.    We  think  after  a  failure  that 

lead  men  into  their  rationalistic  and  materialistic  it  is  easier  to  use  slang  and  slovenly  speech,  to 

absurdities.    They  look  upon  a  man  much  the  follow  the  crowd.    The  results  speak  for  them- 

same  as  a  balloon,  all  head.    They  are  too  con-  selves.      It  is  imperative  that  we  prop  ourselves 

ceited  to  realize  that  they  have  feet  whereby  to  up  with  standards — they  help  us  to  think  and 

walk  the  face  of  the  earth.    Instead  of  elevating  they  guide  and  guard  our  faulty  steps.    It  is  only 

a  man  above  the  clouds,  they  but  expand  his  in  the  genius  that  these  natural  qualities  evolve 

level.    Blind  to  the  fact  that  he  has  within  him-  themselves.     They  do,  unconsciously  perhaps, 

self,  despite  his  limitations,  the  marvelous  facul-  but  always  in  keeping  with  nature,  what  we  must 

ties,    the   intellect,    the   feeling,    and   the  will,  do  with  a  conscious  and  constant  application  of 

through  the  medium  of  which  he  can  be  not  only  mental  "elbow-grease." 


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Striving  to  Forget 

Striving  to  forget 

In  painful  memory, 

The  happy,  carefree,  loving  days, 

The  days  that  used  to  be. 


Striving  to  forget 

A  maiden  I  once  knew: 

My  sweetheart  with  the  merry  laugh. 

And  dancing  eyes  of  blue. 

Striving  to  forget: 

To  wipe  away  the  thought, 

To  dream  no  more  of  happiness 

That  youthful  love  once  brought. 

Striving  to  forget, 
Whilst  mocked  by  memory; 
For  in  my  heart,  my  love  for  her 
Has  never  ceased  to  be. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21. 


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The  Peace  Conference 


THE  problems  which  have  engaged  the 
attention  of  the  delegates  of  the  nations 
at  the  Peace  Conferences  have  been  more 
serious  and  difficult  than  most  people  anticipated. 
It  has  not  been  an  easy  and  simple  matter  to  re- 
organize the  map  of  Europe  and  to  apply  to  the 
solution  of  the  practical  questions  which  have 
arisen,  the  principles  so  eloquently  expressed  by 
President  Wilson.  With  the  cessation  of  hostili- 
ties, old  jealousies  have  revived  and  the  old 
methods  f  discarded  diplomacy  have  been  called 
again  into  play.  Fortunately,  however,  the  per- 
sonality of  President  Wilson  and  the  influence  of 
his  presence,  together  with  his  great  popularity 
with  the  people,  have  co-operated  to  stay  for  a 


time  at  least,  some  of  the  reactionary  elements 
in  European  politics.  It  remains  to  be  seen 
whether  his  influence  and  power  will  be  sufficient 
to  keep  them  in  permanent  check.  It  must  be 
confessed  that  the  publication  of  the  secret 
treaties  of  the  Allies  and  the  evident  reaching  out 
after  new  territories  on  the  part  of  those  who 
fought  for  Democracy,  have  not  made  a  very 
favofable  impression  on  public  opinion.  Nor 
does  it  augur  well  for  the  future  peace  of  the 
world.  The  labors  of  the  conference,  however, 
are  not  yet  over,  nor  are  its  present  solutions 
final.  Confronted  by  the  rising  tide  of  popular 
unrest  and  the  dissatisfaction  with  former  condi- 
tions which  is  spreading  over  the  world,  it  may 


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well  reflect  that,  after  all,  it  must  take  into  of  the  world  is  first  necessary.    The  delegates 

account  the  force  of  public  sentiment,  and  hence  should  keep  this  thought  in  mind  and  endeavor 

must  do  all  in  its  power  to  assure  the  triumph  not  to  encourage  and  promote  religious  and  moral 

of  might,  but  of  right.     Dr.  Dillon  has  stated  agencies  which  alone  can  bring  about  a  moral 

that  for  the  abolition  of  war,  moral  regeneration  regeneration. 


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Lest  We' Forget 


WE  RATHER  expect  our  enemies  to  treat  done  humanity  by  the  flower  of  America?    Do 

us  coldly;  to  snub  us  and  make  life  un-  we  appreciate  all  that  our  boys  have  done  to  keep 

.        bearable,  generally.     But  when  those  our  homes  safe,  our  lives  free  from  the  bonds  of 

whom  we  have  gone  out  of  our  way  to  serve,  autocracy?    Surely  our  conduct  seems  to  savor 

whom  we  loved  and  who  we  thought  loved  us,  at  least  of  indifference. 

show  diffidence  toward  our  advances — their  cold-  Yes,  we  are  deploratly  forgetful ;  we  must  be 

ness  not  only  chills  the  warmth  of  our  interest,  reminded.    Let  us  go  back  just  a  year  or  two  to 

but  like  the  piercing  winds  of  winter,  cuts  deep  the  time  when  all  was  peaceful.     See  carefree 

into  our  very  souls.    We  are  quite  speechless  at  young   America   shifting   almost   thoughtlessly 

their  rebuffs;    our  former  love  unwilling  to  be  along  the  various  walks  of  life.   Our  light-hearted 

extinguished,  lives  beneath  the  shell  our  hurt  boys  took  things  as  they  came.    They  were  quite 

spirit  attempts  to  form  around  our  hardening  oblivious  to  the  great  task  that  , was  to  fall  so 

hearts.    But  it  lives  and  needs  but  fuel  to  burst  heavily  and  unexpectedly  upon  their  shoulders, 

into  flame.    That  is  why  ingratitude  is  of  so  long  The  blow  came.     Were  they  irresponsive?     It 

a  life,  because  love,  true  love,  will  not  be  ex-  took  them  a  little  time  to  recover  from  the  shock 

tinguished.    Should  we  hate — we  dread  to  think  and  realize  just  what  was  happening.    But  when 

about  the  object  of  our  hatred.    Have  we  loved?  all  was  clear — well,  we  need  not  recall  the  ardent 

Ah  then,  unlike  the  contracting  coldness,  the  zeal  with  which  they  took  up  arms.    The  times, 

little  flame  of  former  love  tends  to  expand  and  the  circumstances  surrounding  mobilization  were 

envelop  the  object  of  its  desires.  too  vivid,  too  realistic  to  be  forgotten.     The 

In  a  word,  then,  ingratitude  is  one  of  the  most  soldiers  then,  as  it  were,  passed  out  of  our  lives 

diflScult  injuries  to  forgive.     Perhaps  we  would  for  a  while.    We  saw  them,  so  to  speak,  "in  their 

fain  forgive,  but  can  we  forget?  best  clothes,  on  parade."    We  could  not  realize 

Why  this  dissertation  on  ingratitude?    Its  ap-  the  weary  hours  of  drill  through  which  they 

plication  is  obvious  enough — if  we  but  stop  and  passed,  the  necessary  submission  to  authority  so 

consider.     Simultaneously  with  the  end  of  the  difficult  for  those  used  to  doing  almost  what  they 

war  came  the  lack  of  interest  toward  those  who  willed.    Then  came  the  departure  for  overseas, 

were  obliged  to  remain  in  the  service.    We  can-  Who  will  attempt  to  describe  the  depth  of  feeling 

not  but  notice  the  indifference  with  which  we  underlying  the  proud  mother's  look  as  she  viewed 

regard,  or  should  we  say  disregard,  the  services  her  stalwart  lad  on  the  first  stage  of  his  journey 

of  those  who  participated  in  the  Great  War,  to  victory.    We  hear  much  and  rightly  too,  of 

While  flags  were  flying  and  bands  were  playing,  the  mother's  grief  and  sacrifice.    But  we  must  not 

we  could  not  do  enough  for  the  lad  in  khaki  or  forget  that  the  feeling  was  mutual.    Perhaps  the 

the  boy  in  blue.     But  when  our  attention  was  uppermost  thought  of  every  soldier  overseas  with 

taken  from  these  reminders  to  the  hum-drum  the  A.  E.  F.  was  that  of  "mother".      For  anx- 

round  of  modern  life,  we  seemed  to  forget.    We  iouslytheboys  awaited  a  word  from  her  and  made 

will  not  say  that  we  have  been  ungrateful,  but  light  of  the  burdens  of  war.    How  they  told  her 

have  we  not  forgotten  just  a  bit  the  great  service  of  their  experiences  and  endeavored  to  conceal 

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everything  that  would  cause  her  the  least  anxiety 
for  their  safety  and  well-being.  And  then  came 
the  actual  fighting. 

We  cannot  give  expression  to  the  wonderful 
deeds  of  valor  performed  on  the  battlefields  of 
France  by  the  lads  in  khaki.  They  fought  well 
and  victoriously.  And  now  they  are  coming 
home.  Will  they  be  content  with  waving  flags 
and  lusty  cheers?  No,  they  fought  for  something 
more  permanent,  more  substantial.  Some  have 
advocated  the  erecting  of  arches,  etc.,  as  a 
memorial  to  the  warriors,  a  fitting  tribute,  to  be 
sure.  But  meaningless  are  memorials  if  they  be 
not  a  living  representation  of  something  felt,  felt 
deeply  and  worthy  of  commemoration  and  per- 
petuation. 

Yes,  our  boys  are  home.    Will  they  be  chilled 


by  our  forgetfulness?  They  expect  and  have 
every  right  to  expect  something  more.  They  are 
ours,  they  fought  for  us,  suffered  for  us,  were 
willing  to  die  for  us.  Let  us  not  be  indififerent  to 
their  sacrifices.  Ingratitude  is  hard  to  forgive 
and  cannot  be  forgotten.  So  remember  the  boys 
of  '18.  Erect  each  one  in  his  heart  a  tablet  of 
fond  memory,  memory  of  duty  performed,  of 
noble  deeds,  of  heroic  sacrifices.  And  for  those 
who  will  not  return,  those  who  suffered  pain,  en- 
dured hardship,  faced  and  met  death,  that  we 
might  live  in  the  possession  of  liberty  and  lasting 
peace,  let  us  pray  that  they  too,  liberated  from 
the  severe  trials  of  strife  may  enjoy  the  true 
peace  for  which  they  fought — peace  everlasting — 
peace  of  soul — union  with  God. 


THE  ViLLANOVAN  resumes  its  Exchange  De- 
partment simultaneously  with  the  resump- 
tion of  normal  College  life.  During  the 
brief  regime  of  the  S.  A.  T.  C,  many  of  the 
College  journals  discontinued  publication.  Now 
that  we  are  happily  back  in  the  old  ways  again, 
we  hope  to  see  all  the  magazines  better  and 
brighter  than  ever  before.  College  publications 
constitute  a  very  interesting  and  characteristic 
part  of  our  national  journalism.  But  often  a 
publication  can  be  helped  to  greater  things  by 
artistic  criticism.  We  all  can  be  encouraged  by 
words  of  appreciation.  A  good  spirit  among 
Exchange  editors  will  contribute  much  good 
toward  the  progress  of  College  Journalism.  Our 
policy  is  to  point  out  features  worthy  of  special 
praise,  that  the  authors  may  continue  the  good 
work,  and  to  call  attention  to  what  we  consider 
mistakes,  that  they  may  be  corrected.  We 
appreciate  helpful  criticism,  but  ignore  idle 
carping  and  ridicule. 

The  Villa  Marian  for  December  reflects  much 
credit  on  the  literary  ability  of  one  fair  neighbor 
on  the  Main  Line.  There  is  a  very  well  written 
bit  of  poetry  in  the  issue,  "Cradle  Song  to  Our 
Lady,"  that  displays  for  its  author  much  power 
in  versification.  While  not  altogether  as  smooth 
as  it  might  be,  most  of  it  is  brilliant  verse,  and 
even  a  bit  reminiscent  of  Joyce  Kilmer's  de- 
votional and  inspiring  poetry.  The  last  four 
lines  are  masterly: 


"Queen  of  the  Angels,  star  of  the  morn, 
Cause  of  our  Joy,  Immaculate  Born; 
Wherever,  however,  my  hero  may  be. 
Bless  him,  caress  him,  Thou  Star  of  the  Sea.*' 

The  "Joke"  Department  of  Life,  St.  Paul's 
of  Garden  City,  called  "Current  Foolishness," 
contains  some  of  the  most  clever  wit  that  has 
come  to  our  notice  in  current  school  magazines. 
College  Journals  are  proverbial  for  their  produc- 
tion of  most  of  our  good  jokes,  and  the  "Current 
Foolishness"  articles  sustain  the  reputation. 

There  is  an  excellent  article  on  The  Knights 
of  Columbus,  in  the  November  Prospector.  It  is 
a  well  written  appreciation  of  the  good  work 
accomplished  during  the  war  by  this  organiza- 
tion. 

The  poem,  "Realization,"  in  the  December 
Georgetown  College  Journal,  is  a  remarkably  well 
written  bit  of  verse  that  excels  in  literary  merit 
any  other  article  in  the  magazine.  It  is  the 
second  time  we  have  had  the  pleasure  of  seeing 
it  published.  The  author  possesses  a  clear  per- 
ception of  "balance"  in  poetry  and  realizes  the 
effect  of  an  artistic  ending  to  a  short  poem. 
"Realization"  is  a  different"  war  poem,  well 
worth  the  reading. 

The  Boston  College  Stylus  for  January  contains 


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many  numbers  that  are  worthy  of  praise.  The 
thought  in  "My  Kilmer"  is  genuine,  though  the 
verge  is  not  up  to  the  usual  standard.  "Recon- 
struction or  Restoration?"  is  well  thought  out 
and  gives  evidence  of  a  firm  grasp  on  the  present 
situation.  The  essay  on  Ferdinand  Foch,  while 
appropriate  and  complete,  is  somewhat  too  long 
for  a  college  publication.  Interest  is  apt  to  lag 
in  its  perusal. 

The  essay  ' '  Atheism  "  in  the  De  Paul  Minerval 
is  an  excellent  reputation  of  that  absurd  theory 
and  its  various  branches.  The  essay  is  written 
in  a  charming,  personal  manner  that  holds  the 
attention  and  interest  of  the  reader.  There  is 
no  more  interesting  form  of  literature  than  a 
well  written  essay,  embodying  as  it  does  a  facile 
diction,  scintillating  wit,  and  a  clear  perception 
of  human  truth. 


We  have  received  since  our  last  issue  the 
following  interesting  exchanges: 

Alvernia—-St.  Francis'  College,  Loretta,  Pa. 

Concordia—St.  Johns'  Prep.,Danvers,  Mass. 

College  Journal— Georgetown  U.,  Washington, 
D.  C. 

Life— St.  Paul's,  Garden  City,  L.  I. 

Prospector— Mt.  St.  Charles  College,  Helena, 
Mont. 

Stylus — Boston  College,  Boston,  Mass. 

Villa  Marian — Villa  Maria,  Immaculata,  Pa. 

Minerval— De  Paul  University,  Chicago,  111. 

The  Laurel — St.    Bonaventure's,    Alleghany, 
N.  Y. 


THE  new  year  found  classes  at  Villanova 
resumed  on  the  old  peace-time  basis. 
On  January  6th,  studies  were  resumed. 
It  is  gratifying  both  to  students  now  at  Villanova 
and  the  old  boys  whose  hearts  we  know  are  still 
here,  to  hear  that  the  student-body  showed  an 
increase  in  numbers  in  every  department.  A  few 
of  the  men  who  became  acquainted  with  our 
college  through  the  S.  A.  T.  G.  remained  to  con- 
tinue work.  The  Armistice  and  the  consequent 
discharge  of  soldiers,  brought  back  many  dear 
old  friends.  With  the  same  ardor  and  zeal  with 
which  they  donned  the  khaki  and  the  blue  when 
the  "Stars  and  Stripes"  were  threatened,  they 
have  returned  to  the  quieter,  but  no  less  praise- 
worthy work  of  perfecting  themselves  and  aiding 
humanity.  - 

To  accommodate  those  men  who  lost  time  be- 
cause of  service,  special  courses  have  been  out- 
lined, so  that  by  the  end  of  June,  the  year's  work 
will  have  been  fully  covered. 

Mid- Year  Examinations 
The  mid-year  examinations  for  the  classes 
which  have  been  conducted  from  September  were 
held  the  week  of  January  27th.  Members  of  the 
Classical,  Pre-medical  and  Preparatory  Courses 
took  examinations. 

Changes 
The  students  of  Tolentine  Academy  on  their 
return  from  the  Christmas  Holidays,  missed  their 
former  Director  Father  Egan.  He  has  been 
transferred  to  the  Augustinian  Academy,  at 
Staten  Island,  New  York.  Rev.  Philip  Colgan, 
O.  S.  A.,  of  Staten  Island,  has  been  assigned  to 
Tolentine  Academy. 


Epsilon  Phi  Theta 

The  semi-monthly  meeting  of  the  Classical 
Society  was  held  January  30th.  Applications 
for  new  members  were  received  ajid  the  date  for 
the  initiations  set  for  Monday,  February  10th. 
Jas.  J.  Egan,  '19,  presided.  The  society  planned 
a  comprehensive  program  of  events  for  the  com- 
ing term.  Besides  President  Egan,  the  following 
are  the  officers  of  the  Society  this  year:  Leo  A. 
Delohery,  '21,  vice-president;  Thomas  R.  Han- 
ley,  '2lt),  secretary-treasurer. 

Phi  Kappa  Pi 

Phi  Kappa  Pi,  the  Engineering  Society,  held 
its  regular  monthly  meeting  in  January.  An  un- 
usually large  number  of  applications  for  admission 
into  the  society  was  received.  In  the  absence  of  the 
president,  Ray  Maloney,  who  is  with  our  boys  in 
France,  John  J.  Maguire,  '20,  the  vice-president, 
presided.  A  degree  team  for  conducting  the  initi- 
ations was  selected.  It  was  arranged  to  conduct 
the  usual  smoker  in  conjunction  with  this  event. 
The  progress  of  the  society  was  discussed  and 
many  means  for  improvement  suggested.  A 
committee  was  appointed  to  decide  upon  various 
improvements  in  the  society  rooms. 

Athletic  Association 

The  January  me: ting  of  the  Athletic  Associa- 
tion was  held  Monday  evening,  January  20th, 
with  Jas.  J.  Egan,  '19,  presiding.  The  associa- 
tion will  manage  all  athletic  affairs  under  the 
supervision  of  the  Athletic  Council,  consisting  of 
the  president  of  the  association  and  two  mem- 
bers of  the  Faculty.    This  method  puts  a  per- 


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sonai  responsibility  for  support,  financial  and 
otherwise,  on  every  member.  Season  tickets, 
which  all  are  expected  to  purchase,  will  soon  be 
issued. 

Prep.  Athletic  Association 

The  Prep.  Athletic  Association  held  their 
meeting  Wednesday,  January  29th.  Officers 
elected  were:  Edward  McKenna,  president; 
Leonard  Emerton,  vice-president;  Pasquale 
Ceravolo,  secretary;  Rev.  John  J.  Harris, 
O.  S,  A.,  treasurer;  Norman  Jones,  baseball 
manager.  Arrangements  were  made  for  a  dance 
to  be  held  February  26th,  at  K.  of  C.  Hall, 
Philadelphia. 

Farewell  Banquet        .;' 

The  boys  of  Tolentine  Academy  gave  a  Fare- 
well Banquet  to  Fr.  Egan,  O.  S.  A.,  in  the  Ven- 
dig,  on  December  19th.  Rev.  Fr.  Dean,  our 
president,  was  called  on  to  speak.  Following  him, 
Captain  Joseph  Henneberger  spoke  inbe  half  of 
the  football  team.  John  Pickett,  on  behalf  of 
the  students,  presented  Fr.  Egan  with  a  rain- 
coat. The  football  team  presented  him  with  a 
silver  watch  fob.  Joseph  Gaihcy  entertained 
with  humorous  recitations  and  vocal  solos  were 
rendered  by  Edward  McKfenna. 

■  ■ ';v;"-'^' •" '■  Condolences    ■;.:" 

The  Villanovan  extends  sincere  sympathy 
to  John  Maguire,  '20,  on  thfe  death  of  Ms  brother, 
who  died  in  service  at  Camp  Morrison,  Va.;  to 
Harold  Wiegand,  '21,  our  Exchange  editor  and 
poet,  on  the  death  of  Walter,  in  action  in  France; 
to  Jack  McKernan,  '2'2,  and  John  Newell,  '22, 
on  the  deaths  of  their  fathers. 


Chemical  Course 

With  the  opening  of  school  after  the  demobili- 
zation of  the  Students'  Army  Training  Corps, 


a  new  course  was  added  to  the  courses  in  the 
school  of  Techntology- — that  of  Chemical  En- 
gineering, thus  enlarging  considerably  the  facili- 
ties vy^hich  the  college  offers  for  the  study  of 
engineering,  and  meeting  the  special  demands  for 
a  course  of  this  kind,  wjhich  the  great  develop- 
ment in  chemistry  that  has  been  so  noticeable 
in  the  United  States  during  the  past  four  years 
has  made  necessary.  The  college  is  to  be  con- 
gratulated in  having  secured  for  the  Department 
of  chemistry  the  services  of  the  Rev.  Robert  J. 
Fitzgerald,  O.  S.  A.,  M.  Sc,  Ph.D.  Dr.  Fitz- 
gerald studied  chemistry  for  a  number  of  years 
at  the  University  of  Wiirtzburg,  in  Germany, 
where  he  secured  his  Doctorate  in  Philosophy  in 
1913,  Majoring  in  Chemistry,  Physics  and 
Botany.  In  1915,  Dr.  Fitzgerald  received  the 
degree  of  Master  of  Science  from  the  Royal 
University  of  Ireland,  for  special  research  work 
in  photo  electricity.  Dr.  Fitzgerald  will  conduct 
the  classes  in  Organic  Chemistry,  and  as  soon  as 
conditions  warrant,  will  introduce  a  special  class 
in  the  Chemistry  of  Dyes. 

■-^■■' ■'■■■' ''R.'O.  T.  ^■■■^■■"■■■'■■■v-' ■■■■'■■■■■■ 
The  college  has  been  authorized  by  the  War 
DepEirtment  to  organize  a  Senior  Un,it  of  the 
Reserve  Officer  Trainiijg  Corps.  Application 
has  also  been  made  for  the  Junior  Unit,  member- 
ship in  which  will  be  open  to  all  Preparatory 
School  students  over  fourteen  years  of  age.  The 
members  of  the  R.  O.  T.  C.  will  indulge  in  two 
hours'  military  drill  and  one  hour  military  in- 
struction every  week,  for  the  first  two  years  of 
college.  During  the  Junior  and  Senior  years  five 
hours  a  week  of  military  work  are  required.  Upon 
the  completion  of  the  four  years  and  the  obtain- 
merllt  of  a  college  degree,  a  commission  in  the 
Reserve  Corps  will  be  granted.  Uniforms,  which 
must  be  worn  during  the  hours  of  drill,  will  be 
supplied  by  the  Government.  All  necessary 
equipment  will  likewise  be  furnished  by  the 
Government.  The  R.  O.  T.  C.  will  be  in  com- 
mand of  Lieutenant  A.  Scott,  formerly  com- 
mander of  the  S.  A.  T.  C. 


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Rev.  William  J.  Morrison,  O.  S.  A. 

REV.  WILLIA^I  J.  MORRISON,  O.  S.  A., 
died  on  January  31st,  at  St.  Agnes' 
Hospital,  where  he  had  been  a  patient 
for  some  time.  The  body  was  viewed  in  St. 
Augustine's  Ch\irch  in  Philadelphia,  on  Sunday 
evening,  February  2d.  The  Divine  office  was 
chanted  Monday  morning  at  9.30,  V.  Rev.  Chas. 
M.  Driscoll,  of  St.  Rit&'s,  presiding.  The  solemn 
requiem  W&s  celebrated  by  the  Provincial  V. 
Rev.  N.  J.Vasey,  O.  S.  A.  Rev.  D.  J.  O'Ma- 
honey,  O.  S.  Ai,  pastor  of  St.  Augustine's,  was 
deacon,  while  Rev.  J.  Hogan,  O.  S.  A.,  was  sub- 
deacon.  Fr.  O'Mahoney  preached.  Interment 
was  made  in  St.  Augustine's.  Fr.  Morrison  was 
born  in  Mahanoy  City,  May  6,  1857.  He  was  a 
student  at  Villanova  where  he  made  his  religious 
profession,  September  26,  1878.  He  was  or- 
dained November  13,  1881.  During  his  ministry 
he  was  stationed  at  Carthage,  N.  Y.,  Troy,  N.  Y., 
Bryn  Mawr,  Pa.,  Philadelphia,  Pa.,  and  Staten 
Island,  N.  Y.    May  he  rest  in  peace! 

Rev.  Daniel  J.  Murphy,  O.  S.  A. 

Father  Daniel  Murphy,  O.S.  A.,  died  on  Satur- 
day, February  8,  1919,  in  Chicago.  Father 
Murphy  was  born  in  Glen  Falls,  N.  Y.,  February 
26, 1856.  He  entered  Villanova  College  in  Septem- 
ber, 1875,  received  his  degree  of  A.B.  in  1877,  and 
entered  the  Novitiate  October  7,  1877.  In  1879 
Fr.  Murphy  was  sent  to  Italy,  where  he  finished 
his  studies.  He  was  ordained  to  the  Holy  Priest- 
hood at  Naples,  October  1,  1882.  During  his 
ministry  Father  Murphy  was  stationed  in 
Lawrence,  Mass.,  and  on  many  of  the  New 
York  missions.    He  was  a  professor  at  Villanova 


College,  at  the  Augustinian  Academy,  Staten 
Island,  N.Ym  and  at  St.  Rita's  College,  Chicago, 
111.  The  funeral  took  place  at  Villanova  on 
Thursday,  February  13th. 

Rev.  Francis  A.  Greagan 
Rev.  Francis  A.  Greagan,  '87,  M.  A.  Rector  of 
St.  Mary's  Church,  Albany,  N.  Y.,  a  devoted 
friend  of  Villanova,  died  during  the  month  of 
January,  after  a  short  illness.  Father  Greagan 
studied  at  Villanova  from  1883  to  1887,  when  he 
left  to  enter  the  seminary  at  Troy,  N.  Y.,  to 
prepare  for  the  Holy  Priesthood.  During  his 
student  days  he  took  a  prominent  part  in  the 
various  college  theatricals,  and  his  vivid  por- 
trayal of  the  role  of  Shylock  is  still  one  of  the 
traditions  at  the  college.  Genial  and  affable  in 
manner,  he  attracted  to  himself  a  host  of  friends, 
and  was  one  of  the  best-known  and  most  popu- 
lar priests  in  the  diocese  of  Albany.  After  his 
ordination  he  occupied  many  important  posi- 
tions in  the  diocese  and  won  for  himself  a  con- 
siderable reputation  as  a  forcible  and  eloquent 
preacher.  For  many  years  he  was  Rector  at 
Coxsacie,  N.  Y.  At  the  death  of  the  late  Dr. 
Lowry ,  he  succeeded  him  as  Rector  of  St.  Mary's, 
Albany,  N.  Y.  During  his  tenure  of  office  he 
built  the  present  handsome  school,  which  is  one 
of  the  finest  in  the  country.  In  his  death  Villa- 
nova loses  a  loyal  friend.    Requiescat  in  pace ! 

Walter  Wiegand 

On  September  30,  1918,  Walter  Wiegand,  an 

old  Villanova  Varsity  star,  gave  the  supreme 

pledge  of  devotion  to  his  country.    He  met  his 

death  while  flighting  with  the  301st  Battalion 


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Heavy  Tanks,  an  American  Unit  assigned  to  the 
.  British  Forces.  His  division,  on  September  29th, 
started  over  the  German  lines,  in  advance  of 
the  Infantry.  A  terrible  battle,  W/hich  continued 
all  the  following  day,  was  engaged  in.  Walt's 
tank  wks  hit  by  a  shell  and  it  took  fire.  Orders 
wfere  given  to  quit  the  tank.  The  Americans 
rushed  out  amid  a  fusillade  of  German  machine- 
gun  bullets.  As  Walter  stepped  from  the  tank  a 
bullet  passed  through  his  he£id. 

Walter  left  Villanova  for  Gamp  Meade  on 
November  23,  1917.  There  he  was  assigned  to 
the  304th  Ammunition  Train.  In  February,  he 
answered  the  call  for  volunteers  for  immediate 
service  with  the  Tank  Corps.  With  Co.  A,  301st 
Heavy  Motor  Tank  Corps,  he  sailed  as  a  corporal 
on  April  14th. 

The  lonely  grave  over  in  Bony,  with  the  little 
white  cross  over  it,  must  ever  remain  sacred  to 
Villanova  men.  Walter  Wiegand  stood  for  all 
that  was  noblest  in  American  manhood.  To 
know  him  was  to  love  him  for  his  many  sterling 
qualities.  Honest  and  upright,  pure  and  clean  in 
word  and  deed,  a  staunch  defender  of  principle, 
he  was  at  all  times  and  in  all  places  a  power  for 
good.  Like  the  humble  fio^iret  along  the  wayside, 
he  made  no  pretensions  to  virtue,  but  the  light  of 
his  manly  character  shone  out  among  all  who 
knew  Mm  and  made  them  better  for  the  meeting. 
He  gave  the  pledge  of  devotion  to  country  just 
as  he  did  everything  else,  with  a  purity  of  motive 
and  a  generosity  of  purpose.  He  forgot  the  pain 
and  ^e  suffering,  forgot  all  the  sacrifices  because 
he  felt  he  was  doing  a  good  work  for  humanity — 
he  was  doing  his  duty.  To  those  who  knew  and 
loved  him  better  than  any  of  his  friends,  the  dear 
ones  of  his  home,  the  Villanovan  extends  first, 
congratulations,  and  then  heartfelt  sympathy. 


jerry  Frain,  of  Atlantic  City,  formerly  a 
Villanova  student,  died  on  December  14,  1918. 
His  funeral  was  held  on  Wednesday,  the  18th. 

Eugene  M.  Walsh,  of  the  Class  of  '13,  who 
died  of  influenza,  was  buried  in  Tyrone  on 
Thursday,  January  23d,  '19.  Rev.  Father  Dean, 
O.  S.  A.,  our  president  and  on^f  Gene's  teachers 
in  his  college  days,  was  present  at  the  funeral. 
In  losing  our  AJumnus,  Villanova  has  lost  one 
of  her  truly  representative  men.  In  college  days 
he  stood  for  all  that  was  best  in  school  life.  An 
earnest  capabje  student,  a  cheerful  companion, 
an  able  athlete,  a  thoroughly  loyal  Villanova 
man,  he  was  an  example  to  those  in  college  with 
hflm.  Nor  was  the  promise  of  great  things  that 
he  gave  at  college  doomed  to  failure.  He  was 
first  employed  as  an  electrical  engineer  by  the 
Pennsylvania  Railroad.  He  did  credit  to  himself 
and  Villanova  on  the  work  of  electrifying  the 
Chestnut  Hill  Line.  Afterwards  he  was  assigned 
to  the  Signal  Corps,  in  which  he  won  many  pro- 
motions. At  the  time  of  his  death,  he  was  em- 
ployed in  Baltimore.  Fr.  Walsh,  Gene's  brother, 
died  a  victim  of  the  influenza,  a  few  months  ago. 
The  Villanovan  extends  sincere  sympathy  to 
his  family  and  fervently  prays  for  a  loyal  son. 
"Requiescat  in  Pace." 

Jottings 
Major  Stanley  Coar,  '12,  is  now  acting  in  an 
official   capacity   for   the  Government  in  San 
Francisco. 

Lieut.  Jas.  Torpey,  a  former  football  player  of 
Villanova,  was  commanding  officer  in  Rutgers' 


Other  Deaths 

Daniel  Murphy,  ex-'03,  one  of  five  brothers 
who  attended  Villanova  College,  died  of  pneu- 
monia on  Sunday,  January  19th,  in  Philadelphia. 
His  funeral  mass  took  place  in  the  Church  of 
St.  Francis  de  Sales,  Philadelphia,  on  Thursday, 
January  ^d.  Interment  was  made  in  Holy 
Cross  Cemetery.  To  those  who  are  left  behind 
to  mourn  his  loss,  the  Villanovan  extends  con- 
dolences. 


Jas.  J.  Battin,  ex-'14,  is  now  in  France  with 
the  A.  E.  F.  and  is  a  sergeant. 

Michael  Murphy,  ex-' 14,  is  in  the  Great  Lakes 
Naval  Station. 

Lieut.  Jas.  Reap,  the  former  Villanova  foot- 
ball star,  paid  a  visit  to  the  college  recently.  He 
bears  two  gold  service  Chevrons  and  one  wound 
Chevron. 


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Sylvester  Benson,  '18,  who  was  recently  dis- 
charged from  the  Aviation  Corps,  is  now  a 
student  in  Albany  Law  School. 

,  ■  '■< 
Dr.  Peter  F.  Moylan,  Ph.D.,  K.  S.  G.,  has 
recently  been  appointed  by  the  Government  of 
Pennsylvania  a  member  on  the  Public  Charities 
Commission.  The  Villanovan  extends  to  Dr. 
Moylan  its  congratulation  on  this  new  honor 
which  has  come  to  him. 

Joseph  Kurz,  of  the  Class  of  '15,  has  recently 
accepted  a  position  in  the  United  States  Patent 
Office  at  Washington,  D.  C. 

Visitors 
Among  the  recent  visitors  at  the  college  were : 
Rev.  Jos.  P.  Sergei,  '15;  Lieut.  Harry  Breslin, 
ex-'16;  Lieut.  Patrick  Regan,  '18;  Leo  Lynch, 
'21;  Joseph  Walsh,  '10;  J.  Stanley  Smith,  '88; 
Ensign  Chas.  McGuckin,  '18;  Lieut.  Edward 
Delaney,  '21;  Francis  Taptich,  '17;  Francis 
Feeney,  ex-'22;   Ensign  Patrick  O'Brien,  '16. 


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Marriages 
The  Villanovan  announces  the  marriage,  on 
December  30,  1918,  of  William  Carroll,  ex-'18, 
to  Cecelia  Scott.  The  ceremony  took  place  in 
St.  Mary's  Church,  Lawrence,  Mass.  To  the 
happy  couple  we  extend  felicitations. 


War  Photographs 

The  following  letter  which  has  been  received 
from  the  Government  speaks  for  itself : 

To  the  Editor  of  the  Villanova  College  Alumni 
Magazine: 

It  is  requested  and  very  vigorously  urged  that 
the  alumni  of  the  Villanova  College,  who  have 
served  in  any  capacity  with  the  American  Ex- 
peditionary Force  and  who  have  snap-shot  photo- 
graphs, to  send  them,  together  with  the  neces- 
sary explanatory  information  to  be  used  as  cap- 
tions, to  the  Officer  in  Charge,  Pictorial  Section, 
Historical  Branch,  War  Plans  Division,  General 
Staff,  Army  War  College,  Washington,  D.  C. 

These  photographs  are  requested  for  incorpora- 
tion in  the  permanent  pictorial  files,  which  will 
serve  as  the  official  photographic  record  and 
history  of  the  war. 

C.  W.  Weeks, 

Colonel,  General  Staff, 

Chief,  Historical  Branch,  W.  P.  D. 

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By: 

A.   GoODRIj^H, 

Captain,  U.  S.  A.,  Pictorial  Section, 


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Baseball  Prospects 

NOW  that  our  minds  are  liberated  from  the 
cruel  thoughts  of  war,  and  the  gridiron 
ceases  to  demand  our  attention,  we  are 
naturally  imbued  with  a  feeling  of  expectancy. 
Though  the  time  is  not  yet  ripe  in  which  io  offer 
any  predictions  as  to  Villanova's  prospects 
on  the  diamond  this  coming  season,  it  is  by  no 
means  inopportune  to  dwell  upon  the  material  on 
hand  and  thereby  appease  the  minds  of  the  Blue 
and  White  baseball  fans. 

In  the  baseball  season  just  past,  Coach  Mc- 
Geehan  was  confronted  with  a  task  which  seemed 
almost  insurmountable;  he  had  on  hand  about 
four  well  groomed  players  who  were  to  form  the 
nucleus  of  a  college  baseball  ^am,  yet  ere  the 
seaisori  was  well  under  way  thie  Villanova  rooters 
discovered  that  the  honor  of  the  Blue  and  White 
w^s  being  upheld  by  as  fas^t  a  Jjeam  as  Itfid  repre- 
sented the  institut^ion  in  some  time.  The  task 
of  teaching  men,  who  had  never  played  in  faster 
company  than  Prep  school  nines,  the  inside  game 
of  college  baseball  was  accomplished.  The  com- 
plete results  of  this  labor  were  not  accomplished 
last  year,  but  the  harvest  will  be  reaped  a  hun- 
dred fold  this  season. 

With  the  exception  of  two  positions,  the  Villa- 
nova  nine  of  last  season  is  practically  intact. 
We  still  have  the  two  slab  artists,  Delohfery  and 
Jones.  Delohery,  now  experienced  in  college 
baseball,  is  confident  that  he  will  better  his 
record  of  the  past  season,  and  with  his  "spitter" 
working  as  it  should,  he  will  undoubtedly  make 
a  name  for  himself  on  the  diamond.  Jones  ac- 
quii'ed  much  inside  dope  while  on  the  mound  last 
year,  and  his  superabundance  of  speed  invariably 
baffled  the  best  batsmen  in   college  baseball. 


The  big  boy  will  surprise  his  admirers  this  season^ 
as  he  has  developed  a  slow  ball  which,  when 
mixed  in  with  his  fast  ones,  should  prove  an 
asset  to  the  pitcher's  record.  It  will  undoubtedly 
be  a  souf ce  of  pleasure  to  Villanova  fans,  to  know 
that  the  position  of  catcher  will  be  fiilled  by  Bjll 
Loan,  the  star  batkstbp  of  the  team  of  '17.  Bill 
has  been  given  his  release  by  Uncle  Sam,  and 
it  is  expected  that  he  w^ll  perform  as  well  unde-^ 
the  Blue  and  White  as  he  did  under  the  Stars 
and  Stripes.  Lt)an  has  not  only  a  powerful  arm, 
and  a  head  full  of  baseball  knowledge,  but  he  is  a 
clever  batter,  and  great  things  are  expected  of 
him  this  season.  The  initial  sack  will  be  once 
more  covered  by  Jim  Murray,  now  captain.  The 
big  first  baseman  looks  aS^well  as  ever  and  will 
undoubtedly  live  up  to  his  reputation,  a  "rep" 
which  is  the  envy  of  many  first  sackers  in  college 
baseball.  The  old  reliable  McGeehan  will  be  seen 
tagging  'em  out  at  third  again  this  season.  As  a 
batsman,  McGeehan  rates  with  the  highest,  and 
is  always  dependable  in  a  pinch;  he  is  a  sure 
fielder  and  possesses  an  accurate  arm.  The 
positions  of  second  base  and  short  st'op  are  still 
questionable.  It  is  possible  that  Coach  Mc- 
Geehan will  try  to  bring  "Ambie"  Brennan  into 
the  infield.  Brennan  is  a  clever  player  in  the 
sun  gardens,  but  is  equally  as  good  in  the  infield, 
and  if  necessary,  he  could  hold  down  second  base 
as  well  as  is  desired.  In  the  outfield  we  have 
Robinson  and  McDermot?t,  both  dependable 
fielders  and  strong  hitters.  Taking  into  con- 
sideration these  facts  and  still  having  a  large 
supply  of  new  material  which  can  be  drawn  from 
the  new  students,  the  Villanova  fans  may  rest 
assured  that  the  Blue  and  White  will  be  well 
supported  on  the  diamond  this  season. 


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Anticipating  a  strenuous  season  Coach  Mc-. 
Geehan  has  inaugurated  a  course  in  physical 
training  for  the  baseball  candidates.  Each  day 
the  prospective  ball  players  are  put  through  a 
strenuous  period  of  setting  up  exercises,  special 
attention  being  given  to  those  exercises  that 
increase  the  muscular  strength  of  the  arms  and 
legs;  the  indoor  track  is  utilized  to  strengthen 
the  lungs  and  to  augment  the  general  endurance 
of  the  athlete.  The  way  the  candidates  take  to 
this  method  of  training  is  a  forerunner  of  great 
competition  for  the  various  positions  when  the 
outdoor  practice  begins.  The  exercises  increase 
daily  in  their  strenuousness,  so  that  by  the  time 
the  weather  permits  the  use  of  the  diamond  the 
aspirants  to  baseball  fame  will  be  in  the  pink  of 
condition  and  all  capable  of  performing  the  duties 
imposed  on  them  by  the  coach.  Together  with 
this  method  of  training  the  candidates  are  taking 
the  kinks  out  of  their  arms  by  throwing  the  ball 
around,  which  enables  the  athlete  to  bring  his 
arm  in  shape  gradually,  thus  minimizing  the 
danger  of  having  his  arm  crippled  when  practice 
in  the  open  air  begins. 

We  are  not  now  in  a  position  to  dwell  upon  the 
qualifications  of  each  individual  new  candidate, 
but  let  it  suffice  to  say  that  Coach  McGeehan  will 
have  a  very  promising  supply  of  baseball  material 
to  select  from  when  the  time  comes  to  do  so, 
and  before  the  month  of  March  is  many  days 


old,  we  will  see  a  very  likely  looking  bunch  of 
athletes  tearing  'em  Ipose  on  the  diamond. 

The  Baseball  Schedule  for  1919 
Through  the  earnest  efforts  of  Manager  jas. 
Egan,  the  following  schedule  has  been  arranged 

to  date:      /i K 

April    2— y.  of  P.  at  Philadelphia,  (pending). 
"       5— Ursinus  at  Collegeville,  Pa. 
9— Haverford  at  Haverford,  Pa. 
12— Open. 

16 — Princeton  at  Princeton,  N.  J. 
23— Catholic  U.  at  Washington,  D.  C. 
26 — U.  of  P.  at  Villanova,  Pa.    (pending). 
30 — Haverford  at  Villanova,  Pa. 
May     2— Fordham  at  N.  Y.  C.    (pending). 
"        3— Afmy  at  West  Point,  N.  Y. 
7— U.  of  P.  at  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
14— F.  &  M.  at  Lancaster,  Pa.    (pending). 
15— -Gettysburg  at  Gettysburg,  Pa. 
16 — Mt.  St.  Mary's  at  Emmittsburg. 
17 — Navy  at  Annapolis.  Md. 
21— Catholic  U.  at  Villanova,  Pa.  (pend- 
ing). 
24 — Gettysburgat  Villanova,  Pa.(pending). 
28— Lehigh  at  South  Bethlehem,  Pa. 
30— Open. 
"      31— Open. 
June     7 — Ursinus  at  Villanova,  Pa. 


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The  day-students  all  take  the  8:  27, 

And  the  reason  is  easily  seen, 

For  the  train  .seems  indeed  like  some  fairy-land 

heaven. 
And  every  seat  holds  a  queen. 

The  Merion,  Wynnewood,  and  Overbrook  beauties 
All  take  the  same  train  to  Bryn  Mawr, 
And  we  straightway  forget  our  collegiate  duties, 
The  instant  they  step  on  the  car. 

Such  visions  of  Beauty!  they  drive  us  to  madness 
And  set  our  poor  brains  all  awhirl. 
For  it  seems  that  the  train  is  the  kingdom  of  glad- 
ness, 
And  that  the  world  is  all  Girl. 

Hazel  eyes,  raven  eyes,  azure  eyes  thrill  us, 
Smilingly,  twinkling  bright. 
Such  visions  of  beauty,  joyous  love,  fill  us. 
We  only  can  sigh  with  delight. 

Oh  the  day-students  heed  not  the  whims  of  the 

weather. 
In  March,  January  or  May. 
If  only  they're  sure  that  they  all  get  together 
27  past  8  every  day. 

H.  J.  W. 

Malick — "Gee  whiz,  he  gave  me  a  nasty  look." 
McDermott — "G'wan!    You  always  had  it!" 


Many  of  the  profs  seem  to  have  adopted  the 
motto  of  Marshal  JoflFre  at  the  battle  of  the 
Mat-ne — "They  shall  not  pass!" 

Proposed  Minstrel  Show 

Opening  Chorus — Oh  How  I  Hate  to  Get  Up 
in  the  Morning — Entire  Conii^any. 

Smiles — John  Punch.    ^  ^^ 

I'm  Glad  I  Can  Make  You  Cry— Prof.  Hum- 
phreys. .V-  :. 

Dreams — The  Sophomore  Class. 

Long,  Long  Trail — John  Jones. 

When  Taloney  Goes  Over  the  Top— By  himself. 

Poet  and  Peasant — Wiggy  and  Si  Jennings. 

The  Old  Gray  Mare — Hughie  McGeehan. 

Oh  How  I  Wish  I  Could  Sleep— Alf  Kane. 

Mr.  Jazz  Himself — Geo.  McCann,  or  Larry 
Brahan. 

I'm  Old  Enough  for  a  Little  Love — Doc 
McGrath. 

I  Want  to  be  Good — Joe  McDermott. 

On  the  Shores  of  Italy — Tony  the  Barber. 

K-K-K-Katy— "Toots"  McCann. 

On  the  Level  You're  a  Little  Devil — Howard 
Tyrrell.  ' 

Give  a  Little  Credit  to  the  Navy — Frank 
Murray. 

Wait  Till  the  Cows  Come  Home — Hick 
Donahue. 

I'm  Always  Chasing  Rainbows — Ambie  Bren- 
nan. 

Finale — The  End  of  a  Prefect's  Day. 


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Betty 

No  mortal  maid  is  dainty  Bet, 
A  fairy  naiad  surely; 
With  wondrous  hair  of  rarest  jet, 
A  truly  beauteous  coronet. 
And  eyes  of  deepest  violet 
That  twinkle  so  demurely. 
No  mortal  maid  is  dainty  Bet, 
A  fairy  naiad  surely. 

H.  J.  W. 

Statistics 

Best  looking — Bergen. 
Thinks  he  is— Will  Pickett. 
Wittiest — McDermott. 
Thinks  he  is — Garry. 
Biggest  appetite — Jones. 
Thinks  he  has — We  all  think  so. 
Stron  gest — Tyrrell . 
Thinks  he  is — Waugh. 
Best  ball  player — McGeehan. 
Thinks  he  is — Robinson. 
Brightest — Murphy. 
Thinks  he  is — Malick. 
Best  dressed — Carroll. 
Thinks  he  is — McCann. 


Ptete  Malick  and  Eisenmann  are  anxiously 
awai^ng  a  reply  to  their  communication  to 
Secretary  Baker  requesting  that  they  be  allowed 
to  retain  their  uniforms  as  remembrances  of  their 
palhticipa^on  in  the  late  war. 


In  the  same  connection,  we  might  venture  to 
assert  that  we  expect  that  in  a  short  time  base- 
ball uniforms  will  supplant  the  khaki  trousers 
and  spirals.    How  about  it,  Captain  Murray? 


Joe  McDermott  can't  figure  out  why  the 
S.  A.  T.  C.  fellows  didn't  get  dizzy  wrapping  their 
leggings. 


Ja-Da 

(It  Doesn't  Mean  a  Dog-gone  Thing) 

Oft  times  at  night,  my  thoughts  take  flight 

In  solemn  contemplation. 
In  my  great  task,  I  fain  would  ask 

Your  truthful  approbation; 
Is  1:  3:  6,  the  proper  mix 

In  reinforced  construction? 
Is  fertile  land,  when  near  at  hand, 

Exempt  from  self-induction? 
When  bridges  meet,  across  the  street 

.  Are  stresses  shear  or  tension? 
And  just  for  fun,  do  students  run 

When  I  these  subjects  mention? 
If  cross  my  path,  a  metal  lath 

Is  used  for  my  protection, 
Would  Malted  Milk,  when  rubbed  with  silk 

Produce  a  fine  complexion? 
Is  unit  flux,  the  same  as  Lux 

That^s  used  for  fancy  washing? 
Can  thirteen  sticks  replace  three  bricks 

Without  the  whole  thing  squashing? 
Is  D.  C.  used,  or  just  abused 

When  we  pass  on  to  Pender? 
Do  rubber  nets  in  wireless  sets 

Encompass  every  sender? 
Fm  breathing  hard,  as  yard  by  yard 

I  write  this  crazy  chatter. 
I  pause  for  breath,  which  rhymes  with  Death 

Just  why — it  doesn't  matter. 
So  now  ril  close,  and  I  suppose 

You  think  my  writings  queer; 
For  terms  confuse,  but  should  amuse 

The  average  Engineer . 

John  J.  Maguire,  '20. 

Obvious  Aversions 

Waugh  and  Water. 
Carroll  and  Energy. 
Sophomores  and  Study. 


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Coming  Attractions 
Excuse  Me — Pat  McCarthy. 
A  Place  in  the  Sun — Jim  Murray. 
Three  Wise  Fools — Jennings,   Donahue' and 
McDermott. 

Little  Brother— Billy  Pickett. 

Sleeping  Partners — Ambie  and  Oozy. 

Somebody's  Sweetheart — Joe  Waugh. 

Friendly    Enemies— Murray    and    McCann, 

Oozy  and  Waugh,  Doc  and  Piggy, 

Miss  Simplicity — Chemical  Hammond. 

Ladies  First— Fat  Bride(s). 

Lightnin' — Carroll. 

The  Canary — Jim  Murray. 

The  Invisible  Foe — The  Procurator. 

Nothing  But  "Lies"— Ambie. 

Daddies— Bill  Pickett. 

Tea  for  Three — Joe  McGarvey  in  a  leading  role. 

A  Tailor  Made  Man— Beef  McCarthy. 

Keep  it  to  Yourself — Felix  Maguire. 

Rock-a-bye  Baby — Bride. 

The  Old  Homestead— Si  and  Hick. 

Chin  Chin — John  Punch. 

Business  Before  Pleasure — Nick  Michell. 


Sinbad  and  Redemption — Joe  McDermott. 
Back  to  Earth — The  ex-lieutenants. 
The  Man  on  the  Box — Snuflfy  the  Cabman. 
Eyes  of  Youth— "  Teddy  "  Hammond. 
Twin  Beds — The  Fahey  Sisters. 
A  Prince  There  Was — Bride. 
Roads   of    Destiny — Bride   walking   with 
Kane  to  Merion  Avenue. 

Coming  Distractions 
The  Wanderer — Pat  McCarthy. 

Contradiction  in  Terms 
Late  permissions. 
Passing  marks. 
Easy  exams. 
Heeded  advice. 
Light  biscuits. 
Fast  trains. 
Clean  collars. 
Early  for  Church. 
Good  dessert. 
Cheap  restaurants. 
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Contents 

PAGE 

THE  SOLDIER   (Poem) 3 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

THE  MYSTERY  OF  REXFORD  KEE;P  (Story) 4 

Patrick  J.  O'Brien 

ETYMOLOGICALLY  SPEAKING   (Essay) 8 

Arthur  B.  Maxwell,  '18 

PROHIBITION?   (Story) *^. 13 

Paul  Judson,  '20 

THE  MAY  QUEEN   (Poem) 15 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

THE  QUEEN'S  ABDICATION   (Story) 16 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

TWILIGHT  REVERIE   (Poem) 18 

H.  A.  Caffrey,  '19 

EDITORIAL: 

(1)  Health  Insurance 19 

(2)  Word  Pictures 21 

EXCHANGES 23 

COLLEGE  NOTES 25 

ALUMNI   NOTES.. 27 

WITH  THE  COLORS. 29 

ATHLETICS 36 

SPLINTERS. 39 


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Vol.  III. 


APRIL,  1919 


No.  4 


"The  Soldier" 

Fearless  and  strong,  with  my  young  soul  agleant 

With  noble  thoughts  to  fight,  to  slay,  to  die, 

Proudly  willing  to  suffer  awful  death, 

To  live  in  hell,  to  hear  my  comrades'  cry 

Of  anguished  pain,  to  crucify  my  soul, 

— /  thought  of  these  things  when  I  said  good-bye. 

I  did  not  wince,  I  only  prayed  for  strength. 
When  I  beheld  grim,  dread  reality; 
I  saw  my  comrades  snatched  away  to  death, 
J  suffered  pains  I  did  not  know  could  be, 
I  died  ten  thousand  deaths,  and  still  I  lived, 
And  haggardly  fought  on  to  victory. 

My  blood,  my  brother's  blood,  my  comrades'  blood, 
At  length  has  quenched  that  all-consuming  blaze; 
I'm  home  again,  though  weakened  now,  and  old; 
The  world  is  drifting  back  to  olden  ways. 
And  those  for  whom  I  shed  my  precious  blood, 
Can  hardly  find  the  time  to  give  me  praise. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


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The  Mystery  of  Rcxford  Keep 

By  Patrick  J.  O'Brien 

A  SMALL  group  of  young  women  evidently  care  and  the  cold,  October  rain  falling  on  the 

taking  advantage  of  the  beautiful  October  dead  leaves  only  served  to  heighten  the  air  of 

day  which  was  rapidly  drawing  to  ai  close  desolation  and  decay, 

were  walking  along  the  smooth  hard  sands  of  "I  don't  believe  it  is  really  haunted,"   onp  a.t 

the  beach  of  the  little  fishing  village  of  Rexford  length  said  as  if  voicing  the  question  which  was 

on  the  southwestern  coast  of  Ireland.  in  the  minds  of  all.     The  speaker  was  Aileen 

Two  sailors  from  the  U.  S.  Naval  Air  Patrol  Corey,  the  acknowledged  leader  of  the  little 

Station  nearby,  had  been  sitting  on  the  bfeach,  group  and  the  daughter  of  the  biggest  fisherman 

but  at  the  approach  of  the  young  women  drew  in  the  village.    She  was  almost  tall,  yet  lacking 

themselves  up  to  attention  with  mock  solemnity  some  few  inches  of  being  considered  so.     Her 

and  saluted.  bright  blue  eyes  continually  shone  with  merri- 

"Where  away,  mates?"  said  the  smaller  of  the  ment  and  her  wavy  hair  was  always  forming 

two,  a  well-set-up  youth  with  fiery,  red  hair  and  absurd  Uttle  ringlets  that  would  not  stay  in  place, 

laughing,    blue   eyes.      His    name   was   James  "Do  you  think  so,  Jimmy?"    she  continued 

Coogan  on  the  station  roll,  but  to  everybody  he  turning  to  the  American  with  the  fiery  hair, 

was  "Jimmy."  '   "Not    always,"    returned    Jimmy,    "I    only 

The  girls  stopped  and  the  exchange  of  banter  believe  in  those  I  create  for  someone  else's  bene- 

that  followed  proved  that  they  were  more  than  fit.    Tom  here  just  eats  up  that  creepy  stuff  for 

mere  acquaintances.    For  some  few  minutes  they  every  spare  minute  you  will  find  him  analyzing 

talked  and  then  one  of  the  girls  suggested  that  a  volume  of  Poe.    Tell  them  all  about  spooks 

they  continue  their  walk.    It  was  instantly  agreed  and  Jonahs,  Tom." 

upon,  and  the  party  started  on  its  way  along  the  Thomas  Barrett,  the  young  man  addressed  as 

sands.  Tom,  was  evidently  the  direct  opposite  of  his 

The  wind,  meantime,  had  freshened  and  almost  companion.    Dark  in  coloring  yet  with  the  ruddy 

before  anyone  was  aware  of  the  fact,  it  began  glow  of  a  clean  life  in  the  open  air  in  his  cheeks, 

to  rain  heavily.    The  sea  which  had  been  running  one  instantly  felt  that  he  was  worth  knowing, 

smoothly,  was  whipped  into  a  froth  and  heavy  "Suppose,  Aileen,  you  tell  us  the  story  of 

breakers  roared  upon  the  beach.  Rexford  Keep.     I  have  never  even  heard  that 

"  Come!"  said  one  of  the  girls.    "  Let  us  hurry  this  beautiful  place  was  vifeited  by  such  visitors, 

to  the  lodge  of  Rexford  Keep  and  wait  until  it  If  the  others  won't  mind  hearing  what  must  be 

stops  raining."         !  known  to  all." 

Breaking  into  a  run,  they  were  soon  under  "I'll  tell  you,"  began  Aileen,  "the  castle  has 

the  protecting  eaves  of  the  little  stone  lodge  been  unoccupied  for  nearly  twenty  years  and  is 

standing  just  inside  the  gates  of  the  castle.    Be-  supposed  to  be  haunted  by  the  ghost  of  its  late 

fore  them  rolled  the  storm-beaten  sea,  while  off  mistress.  Lady  Norris.     Lady  Norris,  a  young 

through  the  trees  could  be  seen  Rexford  Keep,  girl  of  eighteen,  married  a  German  baron  and 

The  Keep,  a  castle  which  for  years  had  been  went  with  him  to  live  in  Germany, 

untenanted,  was  an  impressive  mass  of  stone,  "  A  few  years  later  they  returned  bringing  with 

standing  on  a  high  eminence  overlooking  the  them  their  little  daughter.    One  morning  some 

harbor  like  some  grim  sentinel.    It  was  a  fitting  servants  reported  her  death  in  the  village  and 

monument  to  feudal  days  and  in  days  gone  by  there  seemed  to  be  some  mystery  shrouding  the 

many  weird  tales  were  told  of  it  by  the  villagers,  affair.    All  the  servants  were  dismissed  and  left 

It  was  rapidly  falling  into  ruin  through  lack  of  the  village  almost  at  once.    The  baron  hired  an 


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old  fisherman  to  live  here  in  the  lodge  and  take  what  it  looks  like  through  the  windows."    And 

care  of  the  grounds  about  the  castle.    With  his  suiting  the  action  to  the  word    he  uttered  a  . 

little  daughter  he  returned  to  Germany  and  whoop  and  dashed  for  the  terrace, 

has  not  been  heard  of  since.  The  others  followed  and  soon  everyone  was 

"Sometime  later  this  caretaker  appeared  in  laughing  and   talking  again.     Aileen  was  the 

the  village  and  swore  that  he  had  seen  Lady  merriest  of  all  and  she  at  once  began  to  wish 

Norris  walking  about  the  halls  bearing  a  lighted  that  it  were  only  possible  to  go  inside  and  abolish 

taper  which  emitted  a  pale  greenish  light.  the  suspicion  that  was  lurking  in  her  mind. 

"His  story  was  soon  forgotten  in  the  village  A  pair  of  French  windows  at  the  far  end  of  the 

but  he,  too,  left  Rexford  never  to  return.    Re-  terrace  attracted  her  attention  and  straightway 

cently,  however,  some  fishermen  caught  outside  she  made  for  them.     Peering  in  through  their 

the  harbor  at  low  tide  on  a  sandbar  were  forced  dim  panes  it  was  impossible  to  distinguish  any- 

to  wait  before  they  could  make  an  entrance,  thing  within  but  the  slight  pressure  of  her  hand 

As  they  sat  in  their  little  boat,  smoking  and  on  the  sash  caused  one  of  them  to  open.    Before 

talking,  they  claim  to  have  seen  a  woman  dressed  anyone   could    divine    her    intention    she    had 

in  white  and  carrying  a  lighted  candle,  appear  stepped  inside. 

before  one  of  the  windows  of  the  castle.    They  A  shrill  shriek   pierced    the  air!     The   two 

insisted  that  even  though  they  were  some  dis-  Americans  rushed  across  the  terrace  and  entered 

tance  away  that  she  was  only  a  spectre  and  not  the  castle, 

a  real  person  in  flesh  and  blood."  Almost  immediately  they  came  out  bearing  the 

One  girl  in  particular  had  been  intensely  inter-  inanimate  form  of  Aileen  between  them.    A  few 

ested  during  the  recital  of  this  narrative  and  minutes  sufficed  to  restore  her  to  consciousness, 

sighed  as  if  in  relief  when  Aileen  had  finished,  but  it  was  not  the  same  laughing  girl  who  had 

She  had  the  appearance  of  a  Frenchwoman  and  entered  the  castle, 

indeed  she  was.    Aim6e  de  La  Rond^  was  her  Her  mind  was  a  hopeless  blank ! 

name  and,  according  to  her  story,  her  parents  The  next  day  and  for  several  days  after  the 

had  moved  to  Switzerland  when  she  was  a  mere  fateful  visit   to   the   Keep,   Aileen's  condition 

infant.    She  was  employed  as  a  school  teacher  remained  the  same.    Apparently  her  reason  had 

in  the  city  of  Berne,  but  because  of  ill  health  had  been  destroyed  by  something  she  had  seen  in 

come  to  Rexford  for  peace  and  quiet.  the  castle.    She  recognized  no  one  and  for  hours 

"My  real  country,  France,  is  filled  with  tales  she  would  stand  outside  of  her  father's  house 

of  the  same  sort.    Butpouf!    They  are  not  so."  gazing  dully  at  the  hill  where  the  castle  stood^ 

Aileen  was  thoughtful  for  a  moment  and  sud-  At  last  Jimmy  could  stand  it  no  longer.    Pre- 

denly  she  burst  out,  "Cpme,  let  us  all  go  and  senting  himself  before  the  captain  of  the  station, 

inspect  the  castle.    I  don't  believe  it,  either,  but  he  obtained  special  leave  of  absence  for  Barrett 

we  can  imagine  that  we  might  see  a  real  ghost."  and  himself.    Armed  with  service  revolvers  from 

Laughingly  they  made  their  way  up  the  wind-  the  station  armory,  they  set  out  for  the  castle 

ing,  weedy  drive  leading  to  the  castle.    It  was  one  afternoon  determined  to  find  out  the  mystery 

almost  dark  and  the  dripping  of  the  cold  rain  that  the  castle  contained. 

from  the  leafless  branches  caused  them  to  lower  As  they  neared  the  lodge  by  the  tumble-down 

their  voices  as  they  came  in  full  view  of  the  castle,  gates  they  slackened  their  pace  and  looked  back 

A  wide  terrace  built  of  square  grey  stones  over  the  peaceful  scene  below.    It  was  the  very 

extended  along  one  side  of  the  wing  facing  the  picture  of  peace  and  contentment  and  save  for 

ocean.    An  air  of  desolation  seemed  to  hang  over  the  airplanes  circling  over  the  harbor,  it  was 

the  one-time  beautiful  place  and  unconsciously  just  as  it  must  have  looked  for  the  past  half 

they  paused  as  if  waiting  for  someone  to  suggest  century, 

something.  "Come  on,  Jimmy,"  finally  said  Tom,  "We 

"Huh!"   said  Jimmy,    "we  can  mount  guard  must  go  up  and  find  out  something  about  Mrs. 

over  this  place  all  night  and  we  won't  even  see  Ghost." 

what  is  beyond  the  terrace.    Let's  go  up  and  see  On  the  terrace  again  they  walked  over  to  the 


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long  windows  and  peered  in.    In  the  dim  light  of  standing  ajar  enough  to  permit  a  narrow  beam  of 

the  closed  room  nothing  much  could  be  seen  and  light  to  be  ^een. 

without  a  word  they  both  put  their  shoulders  "  It  went  in  that  room,"  he  told  his  companion, 

against  the  window  sash.    Both  had  expected  to  "and  I  am  going  in  there,  too." 

find  it  locked  or  barred  and  its  sudden  opening  Nodding  assent,  Barrett  followed  and  as  Jimmy 

threw  them  precipitately  into  the  room.  hastily  threw  open  the  door  and  entered,  he 

Within  there  was  a  faint  odor  of  something  stopped  for  a  moment  as  if  hesitating  to  go  on. 

which  both  felt  that  they  recognized,  but  yet  That  hesitancy,  perhaps,  saved  both  of  their 

could  not  place.  lives. 

"It'sfunny,"  whisperedjimmy,  "lexpected  to  "Drop  that  gun  and  throw  up  your  hands." 

find  a  musty  old  room  with  mouldy  furniture  and  Barrett  heard  Leonard's  gun  drop  to  the  floor, 

cracked  walls.    Why  this  place  is  fit  for  a  king."  Stepping  quickly  into  the  room,  he  fired  his  re- 

"  That's  so,  Jimmy,  but  some  ghosts  are  par-  volver  ^at  the  man  standing  behind  the  table 

ticular  as  to  their  surroundings.    And  then,  too,  in  the  center.    The  bullet  took  effect  and  the 

ghosts  don't  use  strong  tobacco,"             :  hand    which    had    been   holding   the    revolver 

The  words  were  no  sooner  uttered  than  a  dull  pointed  at  Jimmy  fell  limply  to  his  side.    With 

boom  was  heard  in  some  far-off  part  of  the  a  snarl  of  pain,  he  grasped  the  wounded  hand 

castle.    Both  stood  in  silence  for  a  moment  and  and  glared  at  the  two  young  sailors, 

drawing  their  revolvers  from  under  their  blouses.  He  was  tall  and  stout,  with  light-colored  hair 

they  moved  over  to  a  door  leading  back  into  the  and  a  military  moustache.    When  he  spoke,  a 

castle.    The  sound  was  again  repeated  and  this  few  seconds  later,  his  speech  revealed  a  slight 

time  it  was  followed  by  a  shuffling  sound.  trace  of  some  foreign  accent. 

Passing  out  into  the  great  hall  beyond  they  "Why  do^QU„come  here  to  disturb  me?     I 

found  themselves  almost  in  utter  darkness.     In  would  shoot  you  down  like  dogs  if  I  knew  that 

the  poor  light  they  could  make  out  the  wide  you  were  armed  before.    I  wish  to  be  left  alone, 

stairway  near  the  end  of  the  hall  and  the  shuffling  and  knowing  well  the  failing  of  the  Irish  race,  I 

appeared  to  be  coming  from  there.  contrived  this  little  scheme  of  reviving  the  ghost' 

Moving  quietly  along  the  hall  they  reached  story  connected  with  my — Lady  Norris."     He 

the  foot  of  the  stairs.    The  sound  had  ceased  for  pointed  with  his  uninjured  hand  to  a  white  robe 

the  moment  and  olancing  up  they  could  see,  lying  on  the  chair.     It  had  been  treated  with 

peering  down  over  the  balustrade  at  them,  a  face  some  common  phosphorescent  paint  and  had  a 

distorted  with  a  fiendish  grin  and  enveloped  in  well  shaped  mask  attached  at  the  shoulders, 

a  spectral  light.     Slowly  it  'drew  back  and  the  Jimmy,  in  the  meantime,  had  regained  pos- 

shuffling  commenced  again.    Another  boom  was  session  of  his  gun  and  not  even  with  so  much  as 

heard  and  then  a  silence  that  was  depressing.       .  "by  your  leave,"  started  in  to  inspect  the  room. 

It  was  time  for  action  for  here  was  the  oppor-  The  room  was  a  bed  chamber,  but  used  evi- 

tunity  which  would  foiever  solve  the  mystery  of  evidently  as  a  study,  for  upon  the  table  were 

the  castle,  many  volumes,  piled  carelessly,  with  letters  and 

Quickly  they  dashed  up  the  stairs  and  charged  papers  protruding  from  them  all.     The  books 

down  the  long  corridor.    Where  they  were  going  held  Jimmy's  attention  for  a  moment,   when 

they  knew  not,  save  that  an  apparition  had  ap-  suddenly  his  eye  fell  upon  a  thin,  green  covered 

peared,  and  at  all  costs  they  meant  to  solve  the  volume.    Picking  it  up  he  knitted  his  brows  and 

mystery.     A  girl's  reason,   perhaps,  depended  said,  "Gee,  I  wish  I  had  really  studied  German, 

upon  it,  and  to  one  of  them  at  least  that  was  Look  at  this,  Tom.    It  looks  rather  fishy  to  me. 

sufficient  reason  for  daring  anything.  Just  for  luck  let's  take  this  bird  over  to  the 

In  the  upper  hall  there  was  more  light  and  it  station  and  see  what  they  can  make  out  of  it. 

was  possible  to  distinguish  various  objects  such  If  he  is  alright — well,  we  will  be  the  laughing 

as  chairs  ranged   along  the  walls  and  several  stock  of  the  station  forever — but  who  cares  for 

doors.    Where  this  thing  had  gone  was  a  prob-  that." 

lem,  but  almost  intuitively  Jimmy  spied  a  door  After  binding  up  the  man's  wound  the  queer 


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procession  started  bcick  to  the  sjation.  Jimmy 
and  Tom  each  taking  turns  at  holding  the  gun 
trained  upon  the  prisoner  and  carrying  the  book. 

At  the  station  a  few  minutes'  examination 
proved  that  the  man  was  really  a  German  agent. 
For  the  two  sailors  there  were  all  sorts  of  con- 
gratulations and  praise,  but  Jimmy  could  not 
listen  to  laughing  remarks  that  were  coming  his 
:;Way. 

Drawing  away  from  a  group  that  was  charging 
down  upon  him,  he  found  himself  on  the  way  to 
Aileen's  home.  Perhaps  the  good  news  would 
stimulate  some  interest  in  her  mind  and  she 
might  be  able  to  forget  that  night.  The  thought 
hurried  his  steps  and  he  almost  ran  down  the 
dusty  road.  There  she  was,  just  outside  the 
house  gazing  at  the  castle. 

In  a  word  he  tried  to  tell  everything,  but  it 
was  of  no  use,  for  she  gave  no  sign  of  hearing. 
Slowly  and  dejectedly  he  turned  away,  when  the 
voice  of  Aileen  caused  him  to  turn  again. 

"Look!"  she  cried  and  pointed  her  finger  at  the 
castle.  Jimmy  followed  the  hand  with  his  eyes 
and  saw  in  the  castle  windows  a  dull  red  glow. 
The  castle  was  on  fire. 

Together  they  stood  and  watched  the  flaming 
windows  and  as  the  shadows  of  evening  closed 
around  them,  the  flames  burst  through  the  castle 
roof.  Huge  tongues  of  fire  darted  toward  the 
heavens  and  the  whole  sky  was  illumined.  One 
big  sheet  of  flame  larger  than  the  rest  seemed  to 
reach  almost  to  the  zenith  and  the  roof  fell  with 
a  crash  that  resounded  like  heavy  artillery. 

With  the  crash  a  change  had  come  over 
Aileen.  The  apathy  was  gone  and  as  suddenly  as 
the  void  in  her  mind  had  been  made,  it  was 
filled  and  she  was  a  gay  laughing  girl  once  more. 

"How  did  it  catch  on  fire  and  where  have  you 
been  for  so  long?" 

Briefly  Jimmy  had  outlined  what  had  hap- 
pened between  the  two  visits  to  the  castle.    Of 


the  solving  of  the  mystery  he  said  little,  save  that 
the  man  was  a  spy. 

He  had  hardly  finished  his  narrative  when 
Tom  Barrett  came  hurriedly  down  the  road  from 
the  station.  He,  too,  evidently  had  some  news 
for  he  was  smiling  as  though  the  information 
were  the  most  humorous  thing  in  the  world.  He 
began  to  talk  before  he  came  up  to  them. 

"Aimee  de  La  Ronde  has  been  arrested  by 
the  military  authorities  and  is  now  with  the 
man  we  found  this  afternoon.  She  was  his 
daughter  and  the  daughter  of  the  former  Lady 
Norris." 

At  this  information  Aileen  was  somewhat 
grieved,  for  the  two  girls  had  been  very  good 
friends.  ■  '\;:\:r:''ry:.'yX:r-: 

"What  did  she  have  t;o  do  Tom?"  asked 
Jimmy,  "and  why  the  broad  smile?" 

"I  was  smiling  because  I  had  thought  of  ask- 
ing her  to  go  back  to  America  after  the  war,  and 
I  am  congratulating  myself  on  the  great  diplo- 
matic relations  I  have  escaped.  She  was  a 
teacher  in  Berne  evidently,  but  it  is  believed  that 
certain  co'es  were  brought  here  by  her,  as 
several  letters  in  her  handwriting  were  found  on 
her  father's  person.  The  military  authorities 
believe  that  they  have  been  operating  in  con- 
junction with  some  vessel  off  the  coast,  which 
in  turn  notified  the  undersea  boats  of  the  move- 
ments of  the  shipping.  That's  all,"  he  continued, 
"and  I  must  be  goirEg." 

Neither  of  the  others  insisted  that  he  remain 
and  with  a  cheerful  "good  night,"  he  departed. 

Though  it  was  not  generally  known  a  certain 
United  States  destroyer  captured  a  small  sloop  a 
few  nights  later,  and  this  nest  of  spies  was  rdded 
to  the  already  long  list. 

In  a  New  York  paper  the  other  morning  notice 
of  the  arrival  of  the  so-called  "bride  ship"  was 
given.  Among  the  names  was  the  name  of  Mrs. 
James  Coogan. 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


Etymologically  Speaking 

By  A.  B.  Maxwell,  *18 


"Nothing   is   more   laudable   than     an    inquiry 
after  truth." 

DR.  BLAIR  has  well  said  that  "one  of  the 
most  distinguished  privileges  which 
Providence  has  conferred  upon  men,  is 
the  power  of  communicating  their  thoughts  to 
one  another."  Indeed,  without  this  power  we 
doubt  whether  reason  would  have  shed  such 
illuminating  gleams  of  splendid  achievement 
down  the  long  years.  For  wherever  civilization 
has  made  the  greatest  strides,  there  also  has 
language,  the  expression  of  those  ideas  that  have 
molded  progress,  reached  the  highest  perfection. 
Through  speech,  then,  we  have  come  into  inti- 
mate contact  with  the  mind  behind  it  all,  the 
range  and  scope  of  the  human  intellect,  finite 
and  limited  as  it  is,  is  indeed  a  vast  and  marvelous 
one.  The  mere  contemplation  of  its  possibilities 
fills  one  with  wonder  and  amazement. 

Yet  we  acquire  the  use  of  language  much  the 
same  as  the  use  of  our  legs — unconsciously:  the 
process  is  a  gradual  one.  But  the  years  of  dis- 
cretion open  up  hidden  treasures  of  knowledge 
and  meanings  incased  in  words  that  were  never 
dreamed  of,  in  our  wildest  fancies.  Language, 
then,  its  history,  its  life  and  growth,  its  structure, 
its  relation  to  the  other  sciences,  ought  to  unfold 
a  rich  and  fertile  field  of  valuable  knowledge  and 
information,  both  from  a  theoretical  and  prac- 
tical viewpoint.  So  it  has  been  found.  For 
many  books,  many  theories  have  been  advanced, 
many  scholarly  works  produced.  Yet  it  seems 
to  us  that  while  stress  and  importance  have  been 
laid  upon  etymological  research,  the  real  and 
true  force  of  etymology  has  not  been  brought 
out  in  many  instances  as  a  fundamental  key  or 
solution  to  many  of  our  linguistic  problems. 

The  first  use  of  language  is  to  express  thought. 
Every  word  then  has  a  distinct  meaning,  a 
meaning  of  its  own. 

"Out,  idle  words,  servants  to  shallow  fools." 

— Shakespeare. 


The  thought  cannot  be  separated  from  its 
expression,  the  word  is  a  physical  expression  of  a 
mental  image,  the  Greeks  signified  in  their  logos 
both  meanings.  Logos  is  the  thought  itself  or 
the  word  that  expresses  it.  It  has  all  the  mean- 
ings of  the  Latin  ratio  in  addition  to  the  meaning 
word.  We  keep  the  same  distinction  in  our 
Greek  derivations.  The  logos  means  thought 
when  merely  the  word  is  to  be  brought  out ;  and 
word,  when  the  thought  behind  the  formation  is 
to  be  emphasized.  Thus,  in  geology,  biology, 
physiology,  etc.,  the  meanings  of  ratio,  science, 
knowledge,  are  to  be  brought  out;  but  in  a  few 
words  such  as  philology,  epilogue,  etc.,  logos  is  the 
word.  A  philologist  is  a  lover  of  words.  So  we 
see  that  etymology  is  something  more  than  a  cold 
and  heartless  dissecting  of  dead  words.  It  is  a 
fundamental,  thoughtful  process  by  which  we  get  ■ 
behind  the  logic  of  language,  behind  the  inner 
and  primary  meaning  of  words.  It  therefore 
ought  to  be  a  safe  guide  in  determining  and  help- 
ing one  to  discriminate,  to  pronounce,  and  to 
spell  words.  Professor  Whitney  says  that  "the 
whole  process  of  linguistic  research  begins  in  and 
depends  upon  etymology,  the  tracing  out  of  the 
histories  of  individual  words  and  elements. 
From  words  the  investigation  rises  higher,  to 
classes,  to  parts  of  speech,  to  whole  languages. 
On  accuracy  in  etymological  processes,  then, 
depends  the  success  of  the  whole." 

I|i  the  study  of  language  two  things  must  be 
taken  into  consideration:  The  logic  of  language 
itself;  the  custom  or  influence  of  history  when 
the  logic  of  language  permits.  Words  are  the 
reaction  of  thought,  they  are  "fossil  thoughts", 
and  as  such  are  stored  up  with  the  history  of  all 
the  circumstances  and  relations  that  produced 
them ;  they  are  veritable  store-houses  of  historic 
truth,  of  passion,  and  of  imagination.  Every 
word  has  its  distinct  meaning,  though  very  often, 
of  its  very  nature,  an  inadequate  image  of  the  full 
idea.  But  knowing  the  philosophy  of  language, 
the  psychology  of  expression,  we  are  able  to  read 
between  the  letters,  as  it  were,  and  discover  its 


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hidden   treasures..    This   is   the   etymologist's  ticatedandimmaturein  the  "ways  of  the  world", 

sanctum.  There  are  various  other  figures  and  relations 

Everyone  is  familiar  with  those  quaint,  ex-  according  to  which  words  are  suggested.     In- 

pressive  idioms  of  the  child.     No  one  needs  a  toxicate,  to  make  one  drunk,  signifies  to  poison 

glossary  to  fathom  the  significance  of  its  "choo-  a  person  so  as  to  cause  him  to  lose  control  over 

choo"   or   "bow-wow".     Then   we   have   any  himself.    But  the  word  in  Greek  does  not  mean 

number   of    combinations    such    as    headache,  poison;  it. is  from  toxicon,  a  bow.    We  ascribed 

blackberry  and  hair-cut.    Thus  pineapple,  which  the  meaning  poison  to  it,  by  metonomy,  from 

signifies  such  an  apple,  as  judging  from  its  cones,  the  arrow  that  was  tipped  with  poison.    But  a 

a  pine  might  bear,  if  it  tried  to  be  an  apple  tree,  great  many  words  are  derived  directly,  without 

Words  are  often  images  transferred  from  one  metaphor,  from  other  languages.    Everyone  has 

state  or  sense  to  another.    The  Latins  used  edify  noticed  familiar  sounds  in  the  speech  of  foreign- 

in  a  physical  sense;  to  build  a  house,  after  the  ers.     It  is  more  readily  seen  before  one's  eyes, 

name  of  the  magistrate  of  public  buildings,  Edile.  The  Greek  ster,  the  Latin  Stella,  the  Persian 

We  have  transferred  it  to  the  mental  sense  of  esther  are  obviously  our  own  star.     The  Latin 

building  up  one's  mind  or  character.    Observe  palpitare,  the  French  panter,  our  pant.     It  all 

how  the  Latin  diphthong  disappears  in  English  goes  to  show  that  men,  despite  differences  of 

under  its  second  element:  Aedes,  edify;  adcausa,  color  and  customs,  are  of  one  great  brotherhood, 

accuse;  inclaudo,  include.    Quite  often  we  hear  It  is  quite  natural,  too,  that  vowel  and  consonant 

it  said,  that  there  are  many  words  to  which  changes  should  take  place  in  these  transfers,  just 

etymology  gives  us  no  clue.    This  is  untrue  and  as  we  even  find  them  in  the  various  sections  of 

but  another  instance  of  a  habit  of  "mental  gym-  our  own  country.    They  are  not,  as  some  would 

nasties"  or  jumping  to  conclusions.    Etymology  suppose,  the  fancy  of  some  philologist,  gotten  up 

is  always  a  guide.    How  different  is  the  present  to  incite  our  wonder  and  amazement, 
usage  of  prevent  from  its  derivation.     Here  we 

have  a  physical  image  used  figuratively  or  men-  "  Those  rules  of  old  discovered,  not  devised, 

tally.    "Prevent,  O  Lord,  all  our  actions,"  is  7         Are  natiire  still,  but  nature  methodized.'* 
nothing  other  than  petitioning  our  Lord  to  go 

before  u^  to  guide  our  actions.     One  may  also  Palpitare  becomes  panter  on  the  same  principle 

go  before  us,  as  it  were,  by  argument  and  per-  that  ballister  becomes  bannister.     The  liquids 

suasion  in  order  to  prevent  us  falling  into  this  n,  1  and  r,  I  are  frequently  interchangeable,  as 

or  that  error.    We  dare  say,  that  even  when  we  are  many  of  the  other  consonants:    Sarah  be- 
are  physically  held  back  by  the  back  of  they  comes    Sa//ie;     Harry,    Hal;     Pa/rick,    Paddy; 

neck,  we  are  prevented  from  moving.    The  same  VTilliam,  5ill;  fturse,  ^urse;   James,  J*m,  etc. 

results  are  attained,  as  if  we  were  obstructed.  But  in  the  use  of  many  words  custom  steps  in 

Our  minds  seem  to  take  delight  in  the  discovery  and  apparently  perverts  the  logic  of  language, 

of   resemblances,    no   matter    how   far-fetched.  Often  this  influence  is  justified  by  the  logic  of 

hidden,  evident,  or  otherwise.     A  muscle  is  a  custom,  for  custom  has  its  reasons  and  laws, 

little  mouse.   Not  only  has  a  man  a  head,  but  also  But  when  it  has  a  no  more  solid  foundation  than 

a  pin,  a  tack,  a  bed,  a  cabbage,  a  boil,  and  even  ignorance,  the  logic  of  the  word  itself  ought  to 

our  leaven  disputes  are  brought  to  a  head.    Our  prevail.    The  use  of  position  for  posture  is  be- 

leaven  (Fr.  levain)  from  the  Latin  levo,  French  coming  quite  common.    The  correct  use  of  either 

lever,  means  raise;  the  levant  is  the  eastern  part  throws  a  world  of  meaning  into  the  thought, 

of  the  Mediterranean,  where  the  sun  rises;    a  solved  according  to  the  category  of  relation; 

levee  is  a  morning  call ;   a  lever  raises  a  weight.  Position  is  the  relation  of  one  person  to  another : 

Since  fruit  is  generally  green  when  not  fully  posture,  the  relation  of  one  part  of  a  person  to 

ripe,  green  becomes  a  synonym  for  unripe;  and  another   part   of   that   person,    thus   the    man 

so  we  might  use  that  linguistic  paradox,  that  "behind  the  bat"  keeps  the  same  position  on 

blackberries  are  red  when  they  are  green;   and  the   "team,"    but   he   hardly  keeps  the   same 

again,  we  call  a  person  "green"  when  unsophis-  posture  throughout  a  game.    Kid  is  a  good,  old 


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word  that  has  degenerated  in  its  present  usage,  familiar  intercourse,  that  are  naturally  of  the 

kidnap.    Etymologically,  inter  means  to  place  in  earliest  origin,  all  come  from  the  mother-stream 

theearth.'*\Butceremoniously,  toplaceabody  in  — ^Anglo-Saxon.     History,   as  in  literature,  has 

a  tomb,  in  the  church,  custom  has  still  retained  played  an  important  r61e  in  the  evolution  of 

interred.    Chandelier,  a  collection  of  candles,  has  language.    One  might  even,  reversely,  divide  the 

still  retained  its  name,  though  a  gas,  or  electric-  various  epochs  according  to  this  principle  of 

light  fixture.    An  asterisk  is  a  little  star:   A  is  division.    The  Celts  are  supposed  to  have  been 

a  prothetic  letter  and  does  not  add  to  the  sense  the  primitive  inhabitants  of  Britain.    But  that 

like  a  prefix.    It  helps  to  begin,  to  pronounce  the  does  not  make  them  our  ancestors  any  more 

word.    But  o&g/wfe  (obelos;  needle,  spit),  a  little  than  the  American  Indian.    They  have  left  a 

needle  is  one  of  the  largest  things  in  the  world,  few  traces   of  their  speech,   however,   in   our 

It  received  its  name  from  a  comic  metaphor,  language:  snch  as,  hard,  glen,  diVvA  cradle.    In  the 

Cleopatra  had  a  monument,  an  obelisk  built,  4th    Century    B.    C.    the    Romans   conquered 

which  was  known  as  "Cleopatra's  needle".  Britain.    Caesar  gives  us  the  earliest  history  of 

It  might  be  well  here,  to  show  the  philological  the  country.  They  remained  four  centuries,  but 
change  that  words  are  apt  to  undergo.  Philol-  left  no  distinct  influence  upon  the  language, 
ogists  are  wont  to  give  us  the  example  of  the  other  than  a  few  proper  names :  castra,  a  camp 
word  bishop.  It  shows  the  Anglo-Ssixon  influence  or  market  place,  is  found  in  Chester,  Manchester 
upon  an  old  Greek  word,  episcopus,  the  early  and  Lancaster;  street,  from  strata  via,  a  paved 
name  for  their  missionaries.  The  e  has  dropped ;  way.  In  all,  this  element  is  perh  ps  found  in 
P  changed  to  b  (purse,  burse) ;  the  hard  Greek  less  than  one  hundred  words.  During  the  5th 
sc  has  softened  to  sh,  or,  the  Latin  c,  Greek  k.  Century  A.  D.,  the  land  was  invaded  and  con- 
becomes  h  in  English:  Cornu,  horn;  cursus,  quered  by  the  Anglo-Saxons,  a  powerful  Ger- 
horse.  The  case  ending  os  is  dropped  off.  Like-  manic  tribe.  With  the  exception  of  those  that 
wise,  it  seems  impossible  that  pilgrim  could  be  fled  into  the  mountains  of  Wales  and  Cornwall, 
the  Latin  peregrinus.  Yet  so  it  is.  The  e  became  their  language  was  imposed  upon  the  whole  land. 
i;  r,  I;  the  middle  e  syncopated,  and  n  chang;ed  This  is  the  basic  element  and  root  of  our  tongue, 
to  m.  Us  is  a  case  ending  and  need  not  be  taken  English.  It  belongs  to  the  Low  German  branch 
into  account.                             ^  of   the  Teutonic,   and   embraces  the   Holland 

It  is  popularly  supposed  that  our  language  is  Dutch,  Low  German,  and  Anglo-Saxon  or 
mainly  derived  from  foreign  elements;  that  its  English.  Upon  the  conversion  of  the  Anglo- 
stock  of  native  expressions  is  very  few;  and  Saxons  to  Christianity,  the  Latin  and  Greek 
consequently  we  are  obliged  to  borrow  words  to  elements  were  introduced.  Again  at  the  Norman 
express  new  ideas.  This  is  not  as  true  as  we  are  invasion  in  the  11th  Century  another  element, 
made  to  believe.  It  is  true  that  nearly  half  the  French,  was  engrafted  into  the  language.  These 
words  in  our  dictionaries  are  Latin;  nine-tenths  go  to  make  up  English  as  we  know  it  today, 
of  our  scientific  terms,  Greek,  most  of  which  While  probably  five-sevenths  of  it  is  of  classical 
have  come  in  during  the  last  two  hundred  years,  origin,  these  are  mainly  words  of  learned  use, 
with  the  great  advance  in  medicine,  science,  and  which  are  not  required  in  one's  vocabulary,  in 
inventions.  But  the  root  and  mainstock  of  order  to  "speak  English".  In  fact  most  English- 
modern  English  is  Anglo-S^xon.  The  ^llables  speaking  peoples  never  learn  them.  Then  we 
er,  est;  more  and  most,  by  which  we  form  the  have  a  miscellaneous  element  of  words  that  have 
comparative  and  superlative  of  adverbs;  adverbs  crept  into  our  tongue  through  commercial  inter- 
of  one  syllable:  how,  now,  then,  etc.;  irregular  course  with  the  world,  and  especially  through  the 
verbs  and  auxiliaries:  be,  have,  shall,  and  will;  literature  of  other  countries:  Hebrew — seraph, 
all  pronouns;  the  majority  of  prepositions  and  sabboth,  satan,  amen;  Arabic — mosque,  algebra, 
conjunctions;  the  names  of  things  around  us:  alcohol,  assassin;  Persian — caravan,  bazaar,  tur- 
sun,  moon,  land,  water;  words  of  passion:  love,  ban,  shawl,  scarlet,  lilac,  orange;  Hindu — calico, 
hate,  joy,  hope;  relationships:  man,  wife,  son,  chintz,  jungle,  bungalow,  shampoo;  Chinese — tea, 
daughter;   and  all  those  words  of  ordinary  and  jass;  American  Indian — canoe,  moccosin,  potato. 


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Likewise   we   have   remnants  o£  pre-christian  With  the  etymology  of  a  word  always  before  our 

times  and  heathen  days,  especially  in  our  names  mind's   eye   as   a   guide— disapprove,   separate^ 

for  the  days  of  the  week — Thor,  Woden,  Tuts,  immortal,  division,  occasion,  mutation,  extension, 

Frega;    the  names  of  the  months;    words  of  illicit  diwd  elicit,  words  in  aw/,  e«^,  o6/e  and  *Wc — 

astrological  origin — disaster;  and  names  of  dis-  are  never  spelled  incorrectly :  sion  or  tion,  is  used 

positions  supposed  to  have  been  produced  by  according  as  the  perfect  participle  is  in  sus  or  tus; 

the  influence  of  the  planets— jovia/,  saturnine  ant  and  able  are  always  first  conjugation.    The 

zxid  mercuric.  pronunciation  of  borrowed  words  like  comfort- 

The  English  language,  however,  is  not  peculiar  able,  explicable,  formidable,  estimable  and  hos- 
in  this  promiscuous  borrowing  of  words  from  pitable  often  incites  some  misgiving.  The  accent 
other  languages  to  enrich  its  vocabulary.  We  is  thrown  back  on  account  of  the  obscure  a. 
discover,  upon  good  authority,  and  it  seems  But  in  conversation,  apparatus,  indentation  and 
highly  probable  and  natural,  that  this  is  the  adwt«w/m/io»  the  a  is  long,  and  consequently  the 
case  with  every  race  that  has  had  any  marked  accent  is  thrown  forward.  Thus  we  say  comfort- 
relations  with  other  peoples.  The  Persians,  more  able  conversation.  Decorous  and  decorum  are 
than  one  thousand  years  ago,  were  compelled  to  from  decor,  decoris  (decet,  it  is  fitting  or  becom- 
receive  a  new  religion  at  the  hands  of  their  ing);  decorative,  from  decus,  decoris,  an  orna- 
Arabic  invaders.  Modern  Persian  consequently  ment.  The  o  in  the  former  derivative  is  long, 
is  full  of  Arabic  words.  So  too,  when  the  Turks,  and  in  the  latter,  short.  The  i  of  isolate  is  pro- 
a  wild  and  uncultivated  people,  burst  into  Persia,  nounced  short,  because  it  is  from  the  Italian 
they  assimilated  a  strong  element  of  Persian  and  isola  or  Latin  insula,  an  island,  and  not  from  the 
Arabic.  The  Japanese,  when  they  assumed  long  isos,  equal,  in  the  Greek,  as  in  isosceles  and 
Chinese  civilization,  absorbed  practically  the  isochronous.  The  ch  in  archangel  and  architect  is 
Chinese  vocabulary  bodily  into  their  language.  hard,  because  they  are  pure  Greek  derivatives, 

English  has  seemed  to  many,  especially  for-  and  not  hybrid  formations,  sucfras,  archbishop, 

eigners  learning  our  language,   most  puzzling  archenemy  and  archfiend.    The  ch  of  cherub  was 

and  illogical  in  its  formation  of  plurals,  spelling  originally  hard,  because  from  the  Hebrew,  but 

and  pronunciation.     Indeed  the  question  has  has  become  soft  through  popular  use.    Ate  is 

been  raised  time  and  again.     But  like  many  short  or  long  according  as  it  is  suffixed  to  aa 

questions  and  problems  that  are  wont  to  be  adjective  or  verb:  to  the  former  it  is  short  and! 

flouted  abroad,  and  rarely  solved,  other  than  means  "possessing";    to  the  latter,  long  and! 

passed  over  as  simply  illogical,  there  is,  in  this  means  "to  make". 

instance    a   fundamental    and    true   solution —  Moreover,  to  use  words  with  accuracy  and 

etymologically  speaking.    If  the  plural  is  houses,  precision,  we  must  know  their  derivation.    Idea, 

why  is  it  not     ''mouses'',  "mans'\  or  "oxs''?  from  idein  (to  see  a  thing  mentally  in  Greek) 

The    solution    rests    upon    their    Anglo-Saxon  is  a  mental  image;   notion,  nosco  (to  know),  is 

derivation.    The  divergencies  and  seemingly  un-  what  we  know  about  that  image.     Thief,  the 

reasonable  irregularity  is  due  to  the  difference  general  word  in  Anglo-Saxon  to  take  or  steal,  has 

of   gender  and   declension  and  different  stem  now  been  specialized  to  steal  secretly;    but  a 

endings,  when  from  the  same  declension,  just  as  robber  is  one  who  boldly  takes  your  robes  from 

we  have  various  stem  endings  in  the  Latin  3rd  you ;  a  burglar,  from  the  German  burg  or  castle^ 

declension.      The    philologist    could,    likewise,  one  who  breaks  into  your  home,  which,  be  it 

explain  the  various  vowel  changes;   the  various  ever  so  humble,  is  every  man's  castle.    In  most 

variations,  due  to  French  and  other  influences,  dictionaries  we   shall   find   that   paranym  and 

in  the  spelling  of  deceive,  believe,  weird,  leisure,  homonym  have  practically  no  distinction.    Par- 

and  seize.    So  many  of  these  apparent  exceptions  anyms  are  words  having  the  same  etymological 

are  really  not  exceptions  at  all,  but  constitute  root  (para,  side  by  side  and  onoma,  a  name): 

a  distinct  rule  in  themselves.  use,  abuse,  usual.     Homonyms  (homos,  same) 

But  of  what  practical  knowledge  is  etymology  seem  to  be  the  same  words  to -one's  ears:   reed, 

in  guiding  one  in  spelling  and  pronunciation?  read;   real,  reel;    ale  and  ail.    Elicit  is  ex,  out 


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THE   VI  LLANO VAN 


of  and  lacio,  call;  illicit,  in  not  and  licet,  it  is 
permitted. 

The  real  beauty  and  fascination  of  notation  or 
applied  etymology,  is  in  its  application  to  life, 
reading  and  literature.  It  throws  one  into  the 
very  life  and  heart  of  a  theme ;  gets  behind  the 
idea  and  makes  it  fairly  dazzle  with  meaning 
and:  precision.. ; , ;,    ^. 

*'  Where  wild  Oswego  spreads  her  swamps  around, 
Where  Niagara  stuns  with  thundering  sound." 

Mr.  Chesterton's  essays  abound  in  notation  with 
precision.  The  inner  logic  and  meaning  of  his 
words  must  be  known  before  one  can  really 
appreciate  what  he  says,  or  get  the  full  force 
and  significance  of  how  he  says  it.  To  this  lack 
of  proper  appreciation,  no  doubt,  is  due  that 
idle  and  hypercritical  charge  of  sophistry  and 
mere  paradox.  In  the  introduction  to  his 
"Victorian  Age",  where  he  discusses  the  logical 
method  of  criticism  and  need  of  some  principle 
of  division  to  guide  one  in  criticizing  a  period  of 
literature,  we  read :  "  It  is  useless  for  the  aesthete 
(or  any  other  anarchist)  to  urge  the  isolated 
individuality  of  the  artist,  apart  from  his  attitude 
to  his  age.  His  attitude  to  his  age  is  his  in- 
dividuality: men  are  never  individual  when 
alone."  Individual,  etymologically  one  that 
cannot  be  divided,  is  a  word  of  relation,  according 
to  the  diachotomic  principle  of  division,  which 
is  a  twofold  division  into  positive  and  negative, 
at    once    exhaustive    and    exclusive:     here — 


divided  and  not-divided.  Division  is  the  separa- 
tion of  a  genus  into  species,  the  genus  mankind 
cannot  be  divided  any  lower  than  its  unit,  any 
further  than  the  parts  which  comprise  its  whole — 
than  a  man.  Any  further  analysis  separates  it 
int6  physical  partition—a  man's  head,  body 
and  limbs.  So  "men  are  never  individual  when 
alone."  The  merit  of  notation  is  that  it  serves  a 
double  office :  it  says  twice  as  much  as  is  actually 
written,  r 

There  is  a  tendency  in  this  highly  abbreviating 
age  of  ours,  in  our  reformed,  phonetic  spelling 
movement,  in  our  "get  rich  quick"  and  "cross- 
corner"  spirit,  to  get  away  from  sound,  rock- 
bottom,  fundamental  principles  of  right  living 
and  thinking.  Most  of  these  new-fangled 
vagaries  don't  even  begin  to  have  the  logic 
and  merit  of  utility  that  our  abbreviated  "run 
slow"  signs  on  street  corners  can  claim  to  have, 
namely  that  of  catching  the  eye  quickly. 

"  In  words,  asjashions,  the  same  rule  will  hold, 
Alike  fantastic  if  too  new  or  old; 
Be  not  the  first,  by  whom  the  new  is  tried, 
Nor  yet  the  last  to  lay  the  old  aside."    ;         .  ■ 

It  seems  to  us,  that  all  this  superficiality  bodes 
ill  for  the  development  of  linguistic  science  and 
research  and  true  art ;  it  spells  the  same  dearth 
as  to  a  future  need,  that  reformed  ideas  and  false 
notions  of  simplicity  have  effected  during  the 
past  century  upon  modern  poetry  and  story- 
writing.   ...     . 


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THEVILLANOVAN  13 


Prohibition? 

By  Paul  Judson,  '20 

THE  little  town  of  Deerlodge  nestled  cozily  As  a  general  rule,  politics  played  a  very  minor 

in  a  sheltered  valley  at  the  base  of  the  part  among  the  Ruby  Mountains  and  especially 

Ruby  Mountains  and  only  the  tops  of  so    at    Deerlodge.     Whenever    a   reformer    or 

the  houses  were  visible  from  the  railroad  that  preacher  or  book  agent  appeared   among  the 

wound  in  and  out  among  the  foothills  scarcely  a  miners  they  always  referred  him  to  Old  Bart, 

mile  away.   There  were  but  a  few  hundred  dwell-  and  he  generally  settled  things  for  the  best  inter- 

ings,  scattered  about  the  glen,  which  for  the  most  ests  of  the  boys.    At  the  time  of  this  writing, 

part  were  built  of  the  greyish  colored  stone  that  however,   a  very  serious  difficulty  had   arisen 

abounded  in  the  neighborhood.    Almost  in  the  which  could  not  very  well  have  been  referred  to 

center  stood  the  school  house,  whose  high  bell  Old  Bart  for  settlement  for  the  simple  reason 

tower  of  unpainted  shingles  was  very  conspicuous  that  Old  Bart  himself  was  behind  the  difficulty — 

by   contrast   with   the   surrounding   buildings,  that  is,  he  and  the  women  folks. 

Every  Sunday  this  school  served  as  the  church,  In  order  to  appreciate  the  true  nature  of  this 

and  whenever  the  occasion  arose  it  answered  all  difficulty,  it  is  necessary  to  know  that  besides 

the  purposes  of  a  town  hall.  the  ordinary  offices  for  which  most  general  stores 

Just  in  the  opposite  direction  from  the  railroad,  served,  Clem  Hains's  store  had  one  additional 
and  at  about  the  same  distance,  was  the  entrance  feature  that  appealed  more  in  particular  to  the 
to  the  Beaver  Head  mine  shaft — for  Deerlodge  male  part  of  the  population.  Just  behind  the 
was  in  the  heart  of  the  coppper  fields  of  Mon-  section  used  as  a  postoffice,  was  a  frame  parti- 
tana.  In  this  mine  were  centered  all  the  indus-  tion,  cutting  off  the  lower  end  of  the  store.  This 
trial  activities  of  the  town  and  nearly  every  part  was  called  the  "sample  room,"  and  here 
Deerlodger  was  a  miner.  could  be  obtained   any  one  of  a  limited  but 

Chief  among  the  citizens  of  this  town  was  old  sufficient  supply  of  "samples",  containing  vari- 
Bartholomew  Adams,  who  was  emphatically  ous  percentages  of  alcohol,  and  always  on  tap. 
not  a  miner,  but  combined  in  his  person  all  the  Clem  made  lots  of  money  in  the  sample  room, 
various  offices  connected  with  the  educational,  but  Old  Bart  didn't  like  it  a  bit.  It  seemed  that 
municipal  and  religious  management  of  the  place,  all  his  work  in  building  up  the  spiritual  side  of 
In  a  word.  Old  Bart,  as  he  was  called,  presided  these,  his  people,  was  in  vain  so  long  as  they 
over  the  "school  house"  and  everything  that  could  get  liquor.  It  never  occurred  to  him  to 
happened  there.  Somehow  or  other.  Old  Bart  try  to  do  away  with  It  altogether  until  one  day, 
wasn't  very  popular  among  the  boys  who  in  reading  one  of  the  periodicals,  published  by 
thought  he  was  "a  little  too  preachy,"  but  all  the  Baptist  Truth  Commission,  to  which,  in  his 
the  women  folks  adored  him  and  never  tired  capacity  as  preacher,  he  had  long  been  a  sub- 
listening  to  his  sermons.  Nobody  ever  thought  scriber,  he  saw  several  very  convincing  articles 
of  getting  anyone  else  to  take  Old  Bart's  place  on  prohibition.  Now  Old  Bart  had  never  fully 
because  he  had  been  educated,  and  good  educa-  understood  just  what  this  prohibition  was  until 
tions  were  like  hen's  teeth  in  the  copper  fields.  he  saw  these  articles.    He  realized  immediately 

There  was  but  one  other  character  in  Deer-  that  this  was  just  the  thing  for  the  Deerlodgers. 
lodge  who  wasn't  a  miner  and  that  was  Clement  He  would  explain  it  to  them  next  Sunday  after 
Hains,  who  owned  and  managed  in  person  the  the  sermon  and  would  put  it  up  to  them  some- 
general  store.  This,  like  the  school  house,  had  time  during  the  following  week  to  be  voted  on 
many  functions.  In  fact,  there  wasn't  a  single  for  rejection  or  acceptance.  He  knew  that  the 
commodity  used  by  the  people  of  Deerlodge  that  women  would  vote — as  they  did  the  previous 
Clem  Haines  didn't  sell.  year  on  the  school  question,  when  it  was  finally 


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decided  that  they  would  participate  in  all  future  the  women  folks  still  remained  and  //tey  could 

votings   on   questions   of    town-wide   interest,  put  up  a  good  scrap,  even  without  Old  Bart. 

Further,  Old  Bart  knew  that  the  women  out-  All  during  this,  the  last  day,  Clem  Hains  was 

numbered   the  men   and  also  that  every  one  not  to  be  found.    Nobody  knew  where  he  was 

would  vote  to  elimiriaLffe"t>ld  Johnnie  Barleycorn,  and  his  absence  had  contributed  not  a  little  to 

Accordingly  on  the  following  Sunday,  after  a  the  gloom  that  had  come  over  all,  as  the  hopeless- 
most  touching  sermon  on  the  evils  of  intemper-  ness  of  their  cause  grew  more  and  more  evident, 
ance.  Old  Bart  carried  out  his  preconceived  At  nine  o'clock  that  night,  when  the  meeting 
plan,  and  when  Deerlodge  went  home  for  dinner,  w£is  about  to  break  up,  Clem  burst  into  the 
every  man  and  woman  knew  what  prohibition  room  waving  about  his  head  a  batch  of  hand 
was,  and  that  on  the  following  Saturday  morning  bills  that  he  carried  in  his  hands  and  shouting: 
between  eight  and  nine  o'clock  in  the  morning,  "These'U  do  the  trick,  boys,  tl)iWre*ll  be  no  pro- 
at  which  "time  the  men  had  to  start  for  the  mine  hibition  in  Deerlodge  tomorrow  or  any  time,  in 
shaft,  they  would  all  go  to  the  school  house  to  spite  of  Old  Bart  and  his  suffragettes."  By  this 
decide  the  fate  of  the  sample  room,  as  well  as  time  he  had  thrust  one  of  the  bills  into  the  hand 
all  other  possible  sample  rooms.  This,  then,  of  each  of  the  staring  and  dumb-founded  men. 
was  the  difficulty  facing  the  miners.  They  knew  "All  you've  got  to  do,"  he  continued,  "is  to  go 
that  they  were  outnumbered  by  the  women  and  home  tonight  and  tell  your  wife  that  the  wet 
there  seemed  but  little  hope.  have  been  forced  to  admit  the  hopelessness  of 

Every  night  during  the  week,  the  question  was  their  cause  and  that  there's  no  use  of  their  going 

hotly  discussed  in  the  sample  room,  which  had  to  vote  in  the  morning  with  such  odds  against 

naturally  become  the  headquarters  of  the  wets.  them.    Then,  after  a  while,  tell  her  that  Clem 

Every  possible  way  out  of  the  difficulty  was  pro-  Harris  has  decided  to  have  a  sale  tomorrow 

posed,  but  each  one  was  inadequate  to  meet  the  morning  during  the  time  of  the  election,  when  it 

situation.    Clem  Hains  was  at  his  wit's  end.   The  will  be  convenient  for  her  to  come  over  after 

success    of    prohibition    would    mean    a    great  she  has  voted.    All  you've  got  to  do  then  is  to 

financial  loss  to  him,  not  to  mention  the  loss  he  hand  your  wife  this  bill  and  it'll  do  the  rest." 

would  sustain  in  common  with  the  miners  by  Then  Clem  turned  up  the  lamp  that  stood  on 

the  abolition  of  drink.  the  corner  and  opening  one  of  the  hand  bills  said 

In  the  meantime,  the  opposition  wasn't  idle,  again,  "Listen  to  this  boys  and  see  if  it  don't 

In  spite  of  their  confidence  of  success,  they  met  sound  tempting  for  the  lady  folks'  ears,"  then 

at  the  school  house  every  day  and  were  ad-  reading  he  continued :  "  Because  of  the  fact  that 

dressed  by  Old  Bart,  who  even  surprised  himself  the  '  Sample  Room '  of  my  store  will  be  closed  by 

by  the  vehemence  with  which  he  denounced  the  voting  on  Saturday  morning,  I  feel  that  I 

liquor  and  showed  it  to  be  the  infallible  source  will  be  unable  to  continue  with  sufficient  profit 

of  all  evils,   present   as   well   as   future.     By  to  myself  as  proprietor  of  the  general  store.     I 

Wednesday  the  women  folks  were  thoroughly  have  decided,  therefore,  to  hold  a  sale  on  the 

worked  up  and  only  reproached  themselves  for  morning  of  the  elections  between  eight  and  nine 

not  having  prohibition  long  before.  in  the  morning.    All  drygoods  and  notions  will 

Friday  was  a  holiday  from  the  mine  and  all  be  sold  at  cost.    Come  as  early  as  possible,  as 

day  long  the  wets  were  in  session  at  Hains's  there  is  but  a  limited  supply  of  many  articles — 

store  trying  to  devise  some  plan  to  defeat  the  signed,  Clem  Hains."     When  he  had  finished 

opposition    on    the   morrow.     Some   suggested  reading,  Clem  looked  around  to  see  what  impres- 

letting  the  voting  proceed  and  after  it  was  over,  sion  his  plan  had  had.    Most  of  the  boys  looked 

to  open  an  illegal  "sample  room"  in  the  woods  bewildered,  as  though  the  full  import  of  what 

behind  the  mine  shaft.     But  everybody  knew  he  had  said  in  such  a  hurry  hadn't  been  quite 

that  Old  Bart  had  an  eye  like  an  eagle  and  that  understood.     "That's  a  good  plan,"  said  one 

he  wouldn't  be  long  in  finding  it  out.     Some  miner,  "to  get  the  women  folks  to  think  we've 

others  even  dared  to  suggest  getting  rid  of  Old  given  up  hope,  but  will  they  come  to  this  sale 

Bart  himself — but  then,  even  if  this  was  done,  instead  going  to  the  school ;  that's  the  question," 


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"Whew!"  said  Clem,  " It's  a  safe  bet  that  you  bills.  Not  one  thought  thfere  would  beany 
never  kept  a  store.  Why  man,  did  you  ever  see  voting  that  morningr-They  all  thought  that  the 
a  woman  in  your  life  that  wouldn't  give  up  wets  had  given  in  without  even  a  fight.  A  half 
house  and  home  to  save  a  few  pennies  in  a  bar-  a  mile  away,  at  the  school  house,  Old  Bart  sat 
gam  sale?  They'  I  come  alright,  and  after  they  by  the  ballot  box  waiting  anxiously  for  his  tern- 
leave  home,  you  boys  just  start  for  the  school  perance  lambs.  One  after  another  the  men  filed 
house  and  cast  your  little  votes  agamst  prohi-  ^^  ^^^  ^^^^  ^^  ^^^^^  ^  ^^^  ^^^^^  ^^^ 
bition,  and  1 11  keep  the  women  at  the  store  u  j  »x  u  j  r  ^u  i  ^i. 
fighting  about  bargains  till  after  nine  o'clock,  ^^^,Vu  /  u'J  "^''t'^^'^  ^'  f  ^^"^  ^,t 
when  the  voting  closes  and  when  you  get  back  ^°"^^  .^^  ^^'^  f  ^hibition  By  nme  o  clock  all 
from  the  mine  tonight,  we'll  have  a  little  celebra-  t^e  mmers  had  voted  and  there  were  but  five  of 
tion  in  the  sample  room."  ^  t  the  women  had  appeared.  Old  Bart  was  well- 
Old  Clem  sure  did  brighten  up  everybody's  "^S^  delirious.  He  closed  up  the  school  and 
spirits  by  his  plan.  They  were  all  confident  that  went  home,  vowing  never  more  to  put  any  faith 
it  would  succeed  and  after  much  time  spent  in  in  women.  He  never  dreampt  the  real  cause  of 
congratulating  Clem,  they  all  drank  to  the  his  failure.  His  humiliation  was  unbearable,  so 
success  of  the  scheme  and  went  home  with  much  he  packed  up  his  things  and  after  sending  a 
greater  hopes  than  they  had  in  the  morning,  written  resignation  to  Clem  Hains,  as  the  next 
All  carried  out  their  parts  of  the  program  just  in  importance,  he  left  Deerlodge  forever.  That 
as  Clem  had  told  them  and  the  women  sure  did  night  the  sample  room  was  filled  to  its  capacity, 
"bite".  At  eight  o'clock  on  the  next  morning,  Clem  became  the  center  of  such  a  volume  of  con- 
the  general  store  presented  a  scene  that  Deerlodge  gratulations  and  thanks  that  he  very  nearly 
never  presented  before.  The  women  folks  could  missed  his  after-supper  drink.  In  two  weeks* 
be  seen  in  all  directions,  with  baskets  and  pocket-  time  he  had  succeeded  Old  Bai^~an^  Deerlodge 
books,  and  all  filled  with  the  real,  genuine  bargain  never  feared  any  more  prohibition  scares  as  long 
lust  that  had  been  awakened  by  Clem's  hand  as  he  steered  the  old  ship. 


"The  May-Queen" 


Lilacs  waft  their  perfume  on  the  heavy-scented  air, 

Smiling  sunbeams,  warm  and  gay,  are  dancing 

everywhere;  )) 

Drowsily  the  daisies  nod  their  gold-and-silver  heads, 

And  tiny,  dew-blest  violets  peep  from  out  their 
grassy  beds, 

A  mong  the  flowery,  verdant  fields;  a  balmy  fragrant 
breeze 

Caresses  all  the  violets,  and  whispers  in  the  trees 

A  happy  hymn  of  nature's  joy  to  welcome  in  thf 
spring. 

A  hymn  that  all  the  robins  and  their  kinsfolk  love 

,.    to  sing, 

A  joyous,  warbling  song  of  love  they  trill  the  live- 
long day, 

''All  hail  to  our  blest  Lady,  to  Mary,  Queen  of  May  I  * ' 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


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16  .  ,  THE   VILLANOVAN 

The  Queen's  Abdication 

By  Harold  J.  Wiegand,  *21 

I  sures  before  her,  she  has  almost  forgotten  the 

VIVIAN  was  a  perfect  blonde.    By  this,  I  sacrifices  she  has  made  to  win  this  short  period 

mean,  of  course,  that  she  had  the  most  of    laborless    happiness — meals  ,  uneaten    and 

gloriously  golden  hair  in  the  world — a  necessary  relaxation  neglected — pennies  literally 

splendid  aureole  of  shimmering  gold,  and  her  scraped  together  by  little  hardships, 
face  was  artistically  oval,  and  her  eyes  were 

deepest  blue — soft,  lustrous  pools  of  twinkling  II 

brightness,  and  her  smile  was  wonderfully  satis-  'Tis  evening  in  late  August — one  of  those 

fying,  and  she  had  an  entrancing  dimple — which  pleasant  twilights  when  a  cool  breeze  whispers 

was  the  immediate  cause  of  many  a  masculine  among  the  flowers  and  wafts  the  fragrance  of  the 

heart  to  leap  madly  from  beneath  the  upper  honeysuckle  through  the  air,  and  the  locusts 

vest  pocket  to  the  region  of  the  epiglottis,  and  drone  heavily  in  the  grass,  and  all  nature  seems 

the  rest  of  her  was  correspondingly  attractive,  to  turn  to  thoughts  of  love.  ^^^^;^^^^^^^^^^^^^ri:;\; 

She  would  have  made  a  wonderful  queen.    But  Ensconced   in   pillowed   chairs   on   the   wide 

alasl    Vivian  was  not  of  the  royalty — in  fact,  veranda  of  a  charming  little  country  hotel,  $i 

she    wasn't    even    a    motion-picture    actress,  youth  and  a  maiden  sit  in  meditative  silence, 

Vivian  was  a  salesgirl  in  a  metropolitan  depart-  apparently  rapt  in  admiration  at  the  scene  before 

ment  store.  their  eyes.    Spread  before  them,  a  grassy  terrace 

Was  such  an  ethereal  beauty  out  of  place  in  a  leads  to  a  small  lake,  gently  rippling  and  spark- 
menial  position  such  as  this?  If  she  was,  no  com-  ling  through  the  dusk  with  a  fairy  sheen.  Be- 
plaints  were  ever  made  to  the  management  about  yond,  through  the  leafy  trees,  the  moon  is  rising 
her.  The  store  was  proud  of  Vivian.  From  the  in  flaming  majesty.  In  truth  a  wonderful  scene! 
head  floor-manager,  down  to  the  youngest  cash-  But  strange  to  say,  neither  Vivian  nor  the  youth 
girl,  they  all  acknowledged  Vivian  as  queen.  But  beside  her  is  thinking  of  the  scenery  at  all.  He 
the  queen  was  not  conceited  about  the  homage  is  thinking  of  her  who  is  so  close  to  him,  and 
given  her.  She  possessed  a  great  deal  of  that  who  can  blame  him  for  neglecting  nature? 
common  sense  that  distinguishes  the  department  Vivian  is  thinking  of  the  happenings  of  the  past 
store  salesgirl.  Modest  and  unassuming,  with  a  few  days — the  hapjby  days  of  her  vacation,  soon 
merry  laugh  and  a  sweet-spoken  word  to  all  her  to  be  but  a  pleasant  memory,  for  tomorrow  she 
fellow   employees,   she  went   about  her  duties  will  be  back  at  The  Store. 

oblivious  to  the  extraordinary  wealth  of  beauty  It  was  two  weeks  before  that  Vivian  had  quit 
that  had  been  conferred  on  a  poor  shop  girl,  the  city  and  had  taken  a  superb  suite  in  this 
But  her  gloriously  crowned  head  and  winsome  select  hostelry.  Pale  from  overwork,  the  country 
dimple  refreshed  the  weary  eye  of  many  a  male  air  had  an  immediate  beneficial  effect  on  the  little 
shopper  pushing  his  way  through  the  crowds,  shop-girl.  Early  in  the  morning  she  would  rise 
And  he  would  stop,  and  stare,  and  admire  open-  from  a  refreshing  sleep  and,  after  a  hearty  break- 
mouthed,  while  Vivian  would  turn  away  haught-  fast,  go  hiking  over  the  green-clad  hills,  frolicking 
ily  from  the  counter  and  almost  wish  she  was  an  through  the  fields,  merry  as  a  sunbeam,  more 
angular  brunette  with  a  hooked  nose.  lovely  than  the  very  flowers  that  she  gathered 

August   has  come,   and  while  moist,   stifled  as  she  went, 

shoppers  jostle  through  the  warm  store,  Vivian  It  was  on  one  of  these  excursions  in  the  early 

plans  her  final  preparation  for  her  two-weeks'  part  of  the  first  week  that  Vivian  lost  herself, 

vacation, — two  short  weeks  of  paradise  snatched  Engrossed  in  the  wonderful  wild  flowers,  she  had 

from  a  year  of  unending  toil, — two  weeks  in  the  wandered, careless  as  to  direction,  and  as  a  result 

country.    In  pleasant  anticipation  of  the  pleas-  mid-day  found  her  sitting  by  the  side  of  a  dusty 


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road,  rather  worried  and  more  than  a  little  tired. 
She  had  just  about  begun  to  cry  alittie,when  alow 
racing-car  came  dashing  up  the  road  and  stopped 
at  her  feet  with  a  creaking  of  brakes  and  a  cloud 
of  dust,  while  the  young  driver  removed  his 
goggles  and  rubbed  his  eyes  carefully,  before 
looking  again  at  the  unexpected  vision  of  an 
entrancing  fairy,  weeping  by  the  road-side. 
Certain  at  last  that  his  eyes  did  not  deceive  him, 
he  quickly  got  out  from  behind  the  wheel  and 
presenting  himself  as  Vernon  Bradstreet  of  Oak 
Manor,  he  offered  his  assistance  to  wet-eyed 
Vivian,  who,  after  a  satisfactory  survey  of  Mr. 
Bradstreet,  allowed  him  to  convey  her  back  to 
the  hotel.  She  gave  him  her  name,  and  New 
York  City  as  her  address,  with  an  implied  refer- 
ence to  a  certain  very  exclusive  residential  section 
of  the  metropolis.  .„::■:_ 

Before  the  end  of  the  week  Vivian  and  Vernon 
virere  very  well  acquainted  indeed.  At  the 
Country  Club  she  met  Mrs.  Bradstreet,  Vernon's 
mother,  who  took  a  great  liking  to  the  beauteous 
Vivian.  The  next  week  was  a  continuous  round 
of  delights  for  Vivian.  Tennis,  golf,  canoeing  and 
long  hikes  filled  the  days  with  undiminished 
pleasure  She  was  at  Oak  Manor  several  times^ — 
a  splendid  estate,  and  a  fit  residence  for  the 
wealthy  Bradstreets,  and  Mrs.  Bradstreet  ob- 
tained a  promise  from  her  to  visit  them  for  sev- 
eral weeks  in  October,  the  most  beautiful  month 
in  the  country.  Vivian  promised,  but  knew  that 
in  October  she  would  be  back  at  The  Store, 
toiling  and  striving  day  after  day. 

Vernon  was  very  deeply  in  love  with  Vivian 
and  he  did  not  attempt  to  disguise  it.  And 
Vivian,  although  she  told  herself  time  and  again 
how  foolish  she  was,  knew  that  she,  too,  had 
succumbed  to  the  blind  god's  darts.  And  to- 
morrow she  would  go  back!  Back  to  the  store! 
And  Vivian  sighed.  "Tomorrow,  I  go  back," 
she  said  softly  and  Vernon  awoke  from  his  medi- 
tation and  looked  into  her  eyes,  where  two  big 
tears  were  slowly  welling  up. 

"But  you're  coming  up  again  in  a  month,  you 
know,"  he  said. 

But  she  only  shook  her  head. 

Up  and  down  the  aisles  in  a  big  department 
store,  a  never-ending  stream  of  shoppers  push 
and  throng,  stopping  here  and  there  to  examine 


some  article  on  display,  and  rushing  off  again. 
Behind  one  of  the  counters,  an  attractive/ 
but  tired  looking  salesgirl  stands,  waiting  on 
chance  customers,  and  staring  with  unseeing 
eyes  at  the  human  stream  passing  before  her. 
Vivian  has  been  back  at  The  Store  a  whole 
month  now,  and  her  brief  sojourn  in  the  country 
seems  but  a  dim  and  happy  memory. 

This  is  the  first  of  October.  Sadly,  Vivian 
realizes  this  fact.  She  had  promised  Mrs.  Brad- 
street to  visit  Oak  Manor  again  on  the  first  day 
of  October.  She  sighed  deeply.  How  foolish 
she  had  been  in  August,  spending  her  vacation 
in  an  expensive  and  exclusive  summer  colony, 
pretending  to  be  one  of  those  persons  to  whom 
the  word  "money"  does  not  convey  the  idea  of 
work  to  obtain  it,  but  pleasure  in  spending  it. 
And  how  absurd  it  had  been  to  fall  in  love  with  a 
man  of  wealth  and  social  position  so  far  above 
hers  that  it  made  her  gasp  to  think  of  it.  But 
she  had,  nevertheless,  and  her  heart  was  reaping 
the  pain  now.  Had  Vernon  really  been  in  love 
with  her?  Or  had  it  been  with  him  but  a  brief 
and  pleasant  summer  flirtation?  Her  heart  told 
her  that  it  was  not  so.  Perhaps  he  still  dreamed 
of  her;  perhaps  he  had  vainly  tried  to  find  her 
among  the  gilded  mansions  on  Fifth  Avenue  or 
the  Drive — for  she  had  given  him  no  definite 
address,  beyond  saying  that  she  travelled  over 
the  country  quite  a  bit  and  intended  to  visit  one 
of  the  Jersey  Coast  resorts  in  September.  How 
foolish  it  all  was !  And  a  big  choking  sob  escaped 
her  lips  and  a  big  tear  rolled  down  her  cheeks,  as 
her  wandering  gaze  centered  at  last  on  the  shop- 
pers before  her  counter  and  she  looked  straight 
into  the  glad,  shining  eyes  of  Vernon  Bradstreet, 
standing  before  the  counter,  looking  at  her  like 
some  humble  devotee  would  look  upon  his 
divinity! 

Vivian  gasped  and  drew  back,  horror  mingled 
with  overwhelming  delight — horror  that  he  should 
know  her  circumstances  and  position — delight 
that  he  was  here.  And  now  the  tears  came  fast 
while  Vernon  leaned  across  the  counter,  heedless 
of  curious  stares,  and  whispered  words  of  comfort 
and  endearment  into  Vivian's  lovely  ear. 

"You  promised  to  come  up  to  Oak  Manor 
today,  Vivian,  and  I've  come  to  take  you  with 
me."  .- 


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And  Vivian  smiling  through  her  tears,  asked  from  this  awful  store,  back  to  the  hills  and  the 

only  one  question— "But  how  did  you  find  me,  grass  and  the  flowers— with  me." 

Vernon?"  ^nj  Vivian  came,  and  The  Store  lost  a  queen 

I  knew  you  were  here,  dear,"  he  said,  "I  and  Oak  Manor  gained  one. 

saw'you  here  last  June.    Now  come  away,  away  Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


Twilight  Reverie 

Ojt  upon  a  springtime  Even, 
Twilight  shadows  circling  round, 

Soothingly  a  mystic  feeling, 

Grips  and  holds  the  heart  spellbound. 

Not  mere  pleasure  this  strange  feeling. 
Brings  inio  the  human  soul.  r 

Flowers'  perfume,  fields'  sweet  fragrance 
Lure  man  onward  toward  a  goal. 

Life  with  all  its  cares  and  troubles. 
Seems  no  longer  quite  so  stern; 

Restless  hearts  for  some  new  treasure. 
Then  begin  to  pant  and  yearn. 

Treasure  nobler,  purer,  truer. 
Not  the  treasure  of  earth's  sod, 

"Dreamer,  would  you  learn  life's  secret? 
Man  can  only  rest  in  God." 

H.  A.  Caffrey,  '19. 


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WE  MUST  admit  that  the  proper  propor- 
tion does  not  exist  in  the  present  or- 
ganization of  industry.  Statistics  prove 
that  the  ordinary  working  man  does  not  receive 
sufficient  remuneration  for  his  labors  to  allow 
him  to  cope  successfully  in  a  financial  way  with 
the  various  perplexities  and  problems  of  life. 
Many  remedies  have  been  proposed  and  some 
few  projects  have  really  ameliorated  conditions. 
Such,  for  example,  were  the  compensation  laws 
enacted  in  many  of  our  states.  But  as  is  evident 
from  experience  the  results  of  these  enactments 
are  neither  universal  nor  are  they  by  any  means 
adequate.  We  see  that  they  were  especially 
lacking  in  this,  that  they  did  not  guarantee  the 
employee  anything  beyond  a  "claim"  to  com- 
pensation under  "certain  conditions". 


Again  amelioration,  alone,  of  the  working 
man's  condition  is  not  all  that  is  desired.  Man 
is  entitled  to  the  best  that  is  within  his  power  to 
grasp  when  it  comes  to  a  question  of  health, 
living  conditions  and  happiness.  What  is  desired 
is  the  ideal  and  that  must  always  guide  our  en- 
deavors along  lines  of  social  improvement. 

The  solution  of  the  difficulty  finally  rests  in 
the  eternally  reiterated  consideration  of  the 
"living  wage".  God  speed  the  day  when  all 
men  in  their  individual  stations,  will  by  frugal 
living  be  able  to  cope  successfully  with  the  vari- 
ous necessities  of  life.  Unfortunately  that  day 
is  not  immediately  piresent.  The  day  is  close  at 
hand,  however,  when  a  readjustment  of  industrial 
conditions  must  take  place.  And  one  of  the 
measures  to  effect  this  readjustment,  or  rather 


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one  which  will  tide  workingmen  over  the  diffi-  overoptimistic  in  supposing  that  such  good 
culties  which  must  be  faced  until  that  readjust-  results  will  be  effected.  In  every  locality,  where 
ment  takes  place,  is  "health  insurance"^  plans  which  have  as  their  basis  the  fundamental 
Health  insurance  in  general  would  guarantee  principles  of  compulsory  health  insurance  have 
the  employee  a  sufficient  pecuniary  indemnity  been  tried,  thrift  was  stimulated  and  health  con- 
to  tide  him  over  certain  c  ntingencies,  as  of  sick-  ditions  in  general  were  better  than  ever  before, 
ness  or  accident  incurred  in  the  performance  of  The  opponents  of  this  plan  are  wont  to  relter- 
duty,  upon  the  payment  of  a  nominal  sum.  ate  the  argument  of  making  use  of  known  meth- 
The  exact  details  of  such  a  plan  of  insurance  ods  of  improvement  rather  than  employing  those 
have  not  as  yet  been  worked  out,  but  feasible  which  have  as  yet  been  untried,  cr  at  least  not 
methods  have  been  proposed.  For  instance,  the  thoroughly  known.  That  is  true  ojily  of  old 
fund  from  which  the  workingman  could  draw  in  methods  that  produced  the  desired  results.  But 
case  of  emergency  would  be  contributed  to  by  if  they  have  not  been  effectively  employed  then 
the  employer  and  the  employee.  To  this  sum,  the  the  only  alternative  is  to  resort  to  methods  which 
state  would  add  an  amount  sufficient  merely  to  seem  plausible. 

take  care  of  all  the  work  of  administration  en-         While  innumerable  benefits  of  health  insurance 

tailed  in  the  execution  of  such  a  plan.  redound  to  the  employees,  still  we  hear  from  that 

There  is  a  movement  on  foot  at  present  to  class  many  objections  to  this  legislation.    One 

make  this  social  health  insurance  compulsory;  seemingly  serious  objection  is  that  it  would  lead 

to  oblige  all  employers  to  insure  their  help  and  ultimately  to  "class  distinction".    Compulsory 

to  make  contributions  to  the  general  insurance  health   insurance   would   apply   to   all   classes 

fund  obligatory  upon  all  employees.    The  ad-  engaged  in  industrial  occupations.     It  is  said 

vantages  accruing  from  this  plan,  to  the  indi-  that  such  a  compulsory  plan  would  contain  a 

vidual,  to  the  employer  and  to  society  in  general,  sting  for  the  average  American  who  abhors  the 

are  innumerable.  idea  of  charity  alone  as  a  means  of  his  support. 

The  benefits  of  compulsory  health  insurance  In    reality   the    recompense   the   insured    man 

to  the  individual  are  obvious.    Sickness  will  be  receives  is  not  charity.    It  is  something  to  which 

lessened  because  the  insured  workingman  can  he  has  a  right.    Truly,  health  insurance  is  a  relief 

secure  medical  attention  at  a  merely  nominal  and  a  relief  given  during  a  period  of  helplessness 

sum.    And,  where  sickness  is  attributed  to  in-  on  the  part  of  the  individual.    But  whose  pride 

dustry,  the  care  of  a  workingman 's  family  is  is  hurt  when  he  knows  what  has  been  given 

provided.    Greater  co-operation  is  bound  to  exist  him  has  been  contributed  partly  by  himself? 

under  this  plan  between  capital  and  labor.    And  The  individual  has  contributed  to  the  fund  from 

if  this  can  be  effected  social  efficiency  will  be  which  he  draws.     Identically  the  same  thing 

noticeably  increased.    Such,  as  a  matter  of  fact,  happens  in  the  case  of  public  advantages.    Every 

is  the  case  under  present  compensation  laws,  citizen  in  paying  taxes  contributes  to  the  fund 

Employers  are  more  actively  interested  in  safety  necessary  for  the  upkeep  of  public  buildings, 

devices,  in  adequate  ventilation  systems,  rest  But  he  does  not  feel  hurt  when  the  use  of  public 

periods,  etc.  advantages  is  afforded  him. 

The  benefits  which  the  individual  receives  as  a        The  plan  is,  of  course,  without  the  fine  polish 

result  of  health  insurance  ultimately  redound  to  which  only  trial  ancd  years  of  experience  will  give 

the  good  of  society  in  general.    If  many  of  the  to  it.     But  its  principles  are  sound — what  it 

causes  of  poverty  are  eliminated,   if  sanitary  exacts  is  just  and  it  is  so  far  reaching  in  its  effects 

conditions  are  improved,  if  contagious  diseases  that  every  phase  of  modern  industrial  organiza- 

are  restricted,  how  much  better  will  the  welfare  tion  will. not  only  be  affected  but  also  improved 

of  society  in  general  become?    And  we  are  not  by  its  influence. 


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Word  Pictures 


FEW  men,  if  any  at  all,  are  so  strong  of  knows  in  his  heart  he  is  bound  in  conscience  to 

will  as  ;iot  to  be  profoundly  affected  by  perform, 

the  words  of  their  fellow-men.    Even  in  By  this  simple  illustration  we  may  see  that  he 

boyhood,  the  cutting  taunt  of,  "You're  a  cow-  who  merits  the  odious  appellation  of  "coward" 

ard!"   hurts  more  than  an  open  blow  Upon  the  proceeds    or,    rather,    recedes    in    a    backward 

body.     The  ehviable  reputation,  too,  of  being  direction.     Not  so,  however,  with  the  boy  or 

held  as  a  lad  of  grit  is  an  honor  ardently  longed  man  accredited  with  being  possessed  of  grit, 

for  by  every  boy  who  has  good,  red   blood  Grit  or  "sand",  as  our  American  slang  very 

coursing  through  his  young  veins.  appropriately  terms  it,  owes  its  present  use  to  a 

Human  beings  do  not  change  much.  Of  course,  figure  taken  from  the  action  of  sand  in  the 
as  to  their  outward  appearance,  there  is  a  con-  physical  life  around  us.  It  is  quite  a  common 
stant  evolution  going  on ;  but  the  inner  man,  the  sight  to  see  an  electric  car  on  a  slippery  day 
personality  of  the  individual,  is  ever  the  same,  trying  to  climb  a  steep  hill.  The  powerful  motor 
responding  to  stimulation^  in  practically  the  whirs,  the  heavy  iron  wheels  spin  around,  but- 
same  old  way.  The  boy,  now  grown  into  man-  budges  not  an  inch.  The  trolley  is  in  its  proper 
hood,  is  no  less  aflSected  by  the  words,  coward  place,  the  tracks  are  clean,  all  the  factors  neces- 
and  grit,  than  he  was  when  he  used  to  receive  a  sary  for  its  progress  are  present,  and  yet— the 
"waling"  from  the  parental  slippe:r  for  coming  car  moves  not.  ''.:'■■'- /'■/\: '')'■■'■■■'■■:  \:'''-^\-'' /':-[.'  '^^ 
in  late  for  supper  as  a  consequence  of  having  Sand  is  now  called  for,  a  shovel  full  is  scattered 
lingered  on  the  back  lot  to  prove  to  the  "gang"  along  the  tracks,  the  motor  is  started  once  more, 
that  he  was  not  a  coward.  the  wheels  turn,  and — this  time  the  car  moves/ 

An  inquiry  into  the  meaning  of  these  two  Slowly  it  advances  at  first  as  the  wheels  crunch 

words,  so  magic  in  their  effects  upon  individuals,  and  grind  the  particles  of  sand  beneath  them, 

will  be  profitable  to  all,  young  and  old,  laborer  Slowly,  but  steadily,  surely,  the  formidable  hill 

and  professional  man.  is  being  climbed;    the  sand,  the  grit,  has  con- 

If  we  take  the  word  coward  and  trace  it  back  quered. 
through  the  French,  couard,  and  in  old  French,  Life  is  filled  with  hills,  steep  hills,  the  over- 
coue,  we  come  at  last  to  the  Latin  word,  cauda,  coming  of  which  seems  at  times  to  be  beyond  the 
meaning  the  tail  of  an  animal.  Now  that  light  powers  of  human  endurance.  Across  the  path  of 
does  this  discovery  throw  upon  the  object  of  our  everyone,  boy  or  man,  at  times  there  come  par- 
inquiry?  It  is  this:  We  all  have  seen  the  way  a  ticular  hardships  and  crosses  that  call  forth 
dog  acts  when  he  sees  a  boot  loaded  with  a  human  powers  hitherto  hidden  away  in  the  human 
foot  coming  in  his  direction.    With  a  sharp  yelp,  breast. 

sharper  still  if,  perchance,  the  loaded  boot  finds  The  little  lad,  driven  at  last  to  the  wall  by  the 

its  intended  terminus,  the  poor  cur  sticks  his  tail  repeated  insults  and  brutal  "jokes"  of  the  school 

(if  he  happens  to  be  blessed  with  one  of  those  bully,  turns  upon  his  tormentor.    Like  the  stag 

ornamental  and  useful  appendages)  between  his  at  bay,  though  he  knows  that  it  will  be  a  losing 

hind  legs  and  scampers  off  as  if  the  devil  himself  fight  for  him,  he  grits  his  little  teeth  and  defies 

were  after  him  on  horseback.    This  is  precisely  the  "big  brute"  to  lay  a  hand  on  him  once 

the  course  of  action  pursued  by  the  coward,  more — yes,  just  once  more.     And,  though  his 

The  boy  that  suddenly  shows  himself  to  be  a  companions  laugh  at  his  foolhardiness,  in  their 

coward,  exposes  himself  to  the  grave  danger  of  hearts  they  love  him  for  this  display  of  pluck  and 

being  shot,  or,  rather,  kicked  in  his  retreat;  the  grit. 

cowardly  man  is  he  who  attempts  to  stop  his  ei^rs  The  plodding  student  in  his  modest  room  at 

and  turn  his  back  upon  those  duties  that  he  college,  the  tired  and  careworn  father  bending 


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over  his  grimy  work-bench  or  sitting  before  a 
desk  laden  with  papers  yet  untouched,  time  and 
again  feels  that  this  never-ending  round  of  daily 
duties  is  slowly  sapping  his  life  away.  When 
such  moods  come  upon  him,  he  dares  not  look 
forward  at  the  steep,  rugged  hill  rising  up  before 
him.  And  then,  coming  to  himsejf,  his  old  self 
again,  he  smiles  grimly  at  his  own  weakness  and 
setting  his  teeth  firmly  and  squaring  his  strong 
chin,  his  old  grit,  his  fighting  spirit  returns,  and 
with  unfaltering  and  dogged  steps  he  begins  the 


steep  ascent.  It  is  an  uphill  fight,  one  that  is 
unaccompanied  by  soul-stirring  music  or  flutter- 
ing banners,  but  it  is  a  fight  for  a  man,  for  a  man 
of  gri'. 

Not  all  who  shun  the  public  eye  are  cowards, 
nor  are  all  who  rant  and  bluster  and  pose  as 
leaders  of  men,  examples  of  courage.  The  dog 
that  barks  loudest  is  always  the  first  to  run 
away.  The  kick  may  be  a  long  time  coming,  the 
steep  hill  may  seem  to  be  miles  away ;  but  kicks 
and  hills  do  not  make  the  man — they  simply 
show  what  he  is. 


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THE  Boston  College  Stylus  always  contains 
a  number  of  features  worthy  of  commen- 
dation. The  story,  "Peter",  in  the 
February  issue  is  especially  praiseworthy,  excel- 
lent in  its  narrative  interest  and  appealing  style. 

The  attractive  Borromean  from  St.  Charles 
College  is  to  be  commended  on  the  quality  of  its 
many  stories.  We  believe  the  best  article  con- 
tained in  the  really  excellent  spring  issue  is  the 
essay,  "The  Champion  of  a  Champion  Cause," 
a  masterly  appreciation  of  the  renowned  soldier 
and  ardent  Catholic,  Marshal  Foch. 

The  Mid-year  Number  of  The  Vincentian  from 
St.Vincent's  Academy,  contains  a  brief,  but  very 
well  written  editorial  on  the  subject  of  Prohibi- 
tion. It  will  be  very  interesting  to  note  what 
effect  the  invasion  of  personal  liberty  embodied 
in  the  eighteenth  Amendment  will  have  on  the 
mass  of  the  people,  and  although  it  is  highly 
improbable  that  Prohibition  will  disturb  the 
functions  of  the  Church  in  any  way,  yet  this 
doctrine  is  decidedly  a  step  in  the  wrong  direc- 
tion whose  bad  effects  may  be  much  greater 
than  its  benefits. 

The  St.  Patrick's  Day  Number  of  The  Laurel 
from  St.  Bonaventures,  fairly  thrills  with  the 
spirit  of  Ireland.  The  poem,  "Irish  Love  Song", 
is  truly  beautiful  in  its  gentle  sentiment,  and  the 
quality  of  its  verse-structure  is  exceedingly  good. 


In  the  February  Minerval,  the  Exchange 
Editor  takes  exception  to  several  statements 
made  by  us  in  the  article  on  "Tennyson  and 
the  English  Poets"  in  the  December  Villano- 
VAN.  We  admit  that  the  essay  was  too  brief  to 
permit  of  a  just  appreciation  of  every  aspect 
of  nineteenth  century  poetry  in  England.  We 
never  attempted  any  such  thing;  our  sole  idea  in 
"perpetrating"  the  article  was  to  bring  some 
attention  to  the  best  of  the  English  poets  of  the 
stated  period  and  to  give  our  own  personal 
appreciation,  poor  though  it  may  be,  of  the 
different  poems  that  appealed  especially  to  us 
and  to  note  wherein  lay  their  appeal.  The  critic 
of  our  work  seems  to  think  that  in  our  reading 
of  Tennyson,  we  entirely  missed  the  points  in 
"In  Memoriam",  and  "The  Idylls  of  the  King", 
which  are  most  to  be  appreciated.  We  believe 
we  drew  attention  to  the  spiritual  side  of  "In 
Memoriam",  without  which  the  poem  could 
never  have  laid  claim  to  its  brilliance.  That  we 
did  not  lay  more  stress  upon  the  lofty  and 
spiritual  aspects  of  the  poet's  writings  in  this 
work  and  in  the  "Idylls",  is  entirely  due  to  the 
small  space  at  our  disposal.  The  "  Idylls  of  the 
King"  is  one  of  our  favorites, we  have  read  and 
re-read  it  time  and  again.  The  statement  that 
we  "missed  the  whole  point"  in  our  appreciation 
of  it  seems  rather  startling  to  us. 

Some  scathing  remarks  are  made  about  our 
brief  resum§  of  Lord  Byron's  poems.  We  should 
like  to  bring  before  our  critic's  mind  the  fact  that 


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criticism  is  very  often  dependent  on  personal 
opinion,  and  this  is  brought  out  nowhere  so 
clearly  as  in  the  criticism  of  poetry.  When  all 
the  critics  agree,  hearken  ye  to  Gabriel's  trump! 
Our  article  was  the  reflection  of  our  own  personal 
appreciation  and  we  did  not  anticipate  nor  do 
we  now  expect,  to  find  all  our  statements  in 
accordance  with  the  didactically-formed  views  of 
every\English  student  with  the  ponderous  ambi- 
tion to  criticize  critics! 

The  Minerval  Exchange  Editor  asserts  that  we 
"either  never  read  Childe  Harold  or  else  lack 
poetic  appreciation."  The  first  part  of  this 
assertion  might  cause  a  wince  from  a  less  hearty 
constitution  than  ours.  To  talk  of  something 
of  which  one  knows  nothing,  is  a  very  idle  indoor 
sport  of  whose  joys  we  are  not  in  the  habit  of 
partaking.  Perhaps  the  latter  part  of  our  critic's 
assertion  is  nearer  the  truth.  It  would  not  sur- 
prise us  to  learn  that  we  lacked  the  poetic 
appreciation  that  the  Minerval  Exchange  Editor 
possesses.  Without  presumption,  we  may  say 
that  our  own  poetic  appreciation  is  somewhat 
similar  to  that  of  Poe,  to  whom  poetry  de- 
picting  the  beautiful  alone  was  poetry. 

Our  critic  asserts  that  "spiritual  exaltation 
is  the  sine  qua  non  of  true  poetry."  We  believe 
that  a  person  may  possess  a  very  true  poetic 
perception  and  yet  have  little  or  no  regard  for 
lofty  sentiments.  Not  that  we  applaud  literature 
that  disregards  the  spiritual  in  the  scheme  of 
life,  but  it  would  be  folly  to  close  our  eyes  to  the 


good  points  of  any  literary  work,  and  yet  censure 
its  weaknesses.  There  is  little  of  the  spiritual— 
of  the  right  kind  at  least — in  the  poems  of  Keats, 
of  Poe,  of  Byron  or  Baudelaire,  and  there  is  a 
good  deal  of  invidious  poison  mixed  in  the  works 
of  Milton  and  Lowell,  and  yet  it  were  a  grave 
error  to  reject  their  poems  as  "untrue  poetry." 
The  Minerval  Exchange  Editor  objects  to  our 
calling  ByrOn's  "Ghilde  Harold"  one  of  the 
greatest  English  poems,  pointing  out  that  its 
sentiments  are  vile  and  degrading.  We  admit 
this,  and  pointed  out  that  poisonous  under- 
current in  Byron's  poems  in  our  brief  survey  of 
his  works,  yet  we-  persist  in  our  assertion  that 
this  poem  is^very  great.  If  we  remain  unaffected 
by  the  poison  in  the  poem — and  forewarned  is 
forearmed — there  is  a  great  deal  to  be  admired 
and  appreciated  by  the  close  and  loving  student 
of  poetry.  Our  critic  admits  that  the  poem  con- 
tains much  exquisite  description,  but  qualifies 
her  statement  by  denying  that  poetic  description 
can  be  true  poetry.  Thompson's  "Seasons"  is 
almost  purely  description.  What  we  consider  the 
most  brilliant  of  all  nineteenth  century  lyrics, 
the  nature  poems  of  Wordsworth,  Keats  and 
Shelley,  depend  almost  solely  on  artistic  descrip- 
tion for  their  poetic  merit.  Perhaps  our  critic 
would  find  untold  delights  in  the  spiritual  exalta- 
tion of  Bradstreet  and  Wigglesworth! 

In  parting,  may  we  humbly  suggest  to  the 
Exchange  Editor  of  the  Minerval  that  in  the 
future,  when  hurling  barbs  of  criticism  at  our 
poor  efforts,  she  at  least  spell  our  name  correctly. 


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Prep  Dance 

A  DECIDEDLY  enjoyable  pre-Lenten 
affair  was  held  on  Wednesday  evening, 
February  26th,  at  the  Knights  of  Colum- 
bus Hall  in  Philadelphia,  under  the  auspices  of 
the  Preparatory  Athletic  Association.  The  hall 
was  appropriately  decorated  with  the  blue  and 
white  of  Villanova  and  the  red  and  black  ban- 
ners of  the  Preparatory  School. 

The  Villanova  Jazz  Band  furnished  unusually 
good  dance  music  and  dancing  was  enjoyed  until 
a  late  hour  by  a  good-sized  gathering  of  the 
students  and  their  friends. 


EppiLON  Phi  Theta 

A  reguW  meeting  of  the  Epsilon  Phi  Theta 
Sciciety  was  held  on  Thursday  evening,  April 
10th,  in  the  club  room.  Rev.  JoseptTA.  Hickey, 
O.  S.  A.,  spiritual  director  of  the  society,  was 
present  and  delivered  an  interesting  discourse. 
Other  speakers  were  Howard  Thornbury,  Carl 
Fox  and  Eugene  Keller. 

Thomas  R.  Hanley,  chairman  of  the  commit- 
tee on  society  pins,  reported  that  the  order  for 
the  pins  had  been  placed,  and  that  the  pins  were 
expected  within  a  few  days. 

Plans  were  made  for  a  smoker  to  be  held  on 
Thursday  evening,  April  24th.  Vocal  solos  were 
rendered  by  Howard  Thornbury,  while  Messrs. 
Locke,  McGrath,  Grieco  and  Mitchell  will  enter- 
tain with  instrumental  selections. 


Phi  Kappa  Pi  Activities 

A  very  successful  initiation  was  held  on 
February  28th  by  the  Engineering  Society.  One 
of  the  largest  numbers  of  candidates  since  the 
inception  of  the  Society  was  admitted  and  no 
small  amount  of  credit  is  due  the  degree  team 
which  handled  the  situation  so  capably.  The 
annual  event  has  always  been  a  well  remembered 
feature  and  this  year's  proceedings  were  no  excep- 
tion to  the  rule. 

The  thesis  for  February  was  delivered  by 
Peter  Malick,  his  subject  being  "Mine  Sur- 
veying." The  reading  was  well  delivered  and 
the  speaker  gave  every  evidence  of  intimate 
knowledge  on  the  subject.  The  thesis  showed 
much  preparation  and  received  merited  praise 
from  the  members  of  the  society. 

A  card  was  received  from  President  Raymond 
Maloney,  who  is  with  the  56th  Pioneer  Infantry 
A.  E.  F.,  at  Trur,  Germany. 

An  interesting  letter  was  received  from 
former  President  Armando  M.  Alvarez,  '18,  and 
was  read  at  one  of  the  meetings. 

A  smoker  and  entertainment  was  held  in  the 
club  room  on  Friday  evening,  March  14th,  at 
which  the  new  members  were  formally  welcomed 
into  the  society.  Rev.  F.  A.  Driscoll  acted  as 
toastmaster  and  also  delivered  a  speech  on 
"Villanova  Spirit",  which  was  well  received. 
Among  the  other  speakers  were  Prof.  C.  T. 
Humphreys,  Edward  Dougherty,  '12,  and  mem- 
bers of  the  society,  old  and  new. 


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At  the  regular  meeting  of  the  society  on  Friday 
evening,  April  llth,  Joseph  T.  Waugh  read  an 
interesting  thesis  on  "Iron  Ore"  which  was  well 
received  by  the  members.  The  thesis  manifested 
diligent  research  and  a  thorough  knowledge  of 
the  subject  on  the  part  of  the  writer. 

Plans  for  the  society's  annual  were  discussed, 
but  no  definite  date  has  yet  been  set  for  the 
function. 

Father  Dean's  Visit  in  the  South 
During  his  recent  visit  in  the  South,  our 
President,  Father  Dean,  was  the  guest  of  Harry 
Hernandez,  '87,  at  the  Ocean  View  Hotel,  St. 
Augustine,  Fla.  Mr.  Hernandez  has  been  very 
successful  in  the  hotel  business.  The  President 
spent  a  very  pleasant  and  comfortable  sojourn 
at  the  Ocean  View. 

Class  OF  1922  Organizes 
The  Freshman  Class  met  on  Thursday,  April 
10th,  for  the  purpose  of  forming  a  strong  class 
organization.  The  officers  elected  were:  Hugh 
V.  McGeehan,  President;  Theodore  Carroll, 
Treasurer  and  Secretary;  Rev.  G.  A.  O'Meara, 
O.  S.  A.,  Faculty  Adviser.  The  organization  is 
planning  social  activities  to  aid  the  Athletic 
Association  and  hopes  to  announce  the  first  of 
these  affairs  very  soon. 

I  ■      Examinations 

The  mid-year  examinations,  delayed  by  the 
readjustments  necessary  after  the  military 
regime,  took  place  the  week  of  March  ?4th,  and 
the  Engineering  and  Pre-medical  students  have 
now  started  on  the  second  semester  which  will 
be  continued  until  June  30th. 


Athletic  Associations  .     .  . 

In  anticipation  of  a  successful  baseball  season, 
a  spirited  meeting  of  the  College  Athletic  Asso- 
ciation was  held  Tuesday  evening,  April  1st. 
Joseph  Gillespie,  '20,  was  elected  treasurer. 
Managers  were  elected  to  aid  the  present  mana- 
gers in  their  work.  Those  selected  were  William 
T.  Bride,  '21,  Howard  Thornbury,  '22,  and 
Carl  Fox,  '22.  Frank  Murphy,  '20,  was  chosen 
to  lead  the  cheering  section.  Messrs.  Bride  and 
Thornbury  were  elected  assistant  cheerleaders. 

Indications  are  that  the  Prep  Athletic  Associa- 
tion is  not  to  be  outdone  in  organized  cheering^ 
as  Pascal  Ceravolo  has  already  shown  his  ability 
to  lead  his  cheering  squad  in  the  baseball  games. 

John  Pickett  has  been  elected  manager  of  the 
Prep  football  team  for  the  1919  season. 

Annual  Retreat 
The  annual  retreat  for  the  students  was  held 
during  the  first  part  of  Holy  Week,  beginning 
as  in  previous  years  on  the  evening  of  Palm 
Sunday  and  ending  with  General  Communion 
and  Papal  Benediction  on  Holy  Thursday  morn- 
ing. Rev.  Charles  A.  Branton,  O.  S.  A.,  of  the 
Augustinian  mission  band  conducted  the  retreat 
in  his  usual  capable  manner. 

Easter  Holidays 
The  Easter  vacation  began  immediately  after 
the  concluding  exercises  of  the  retreat  on  Thurs- 
day morning,  April  17th,  and  came  to  an  end  on 
Easter  Monday  evening.  An  unusually  large 
number  of  the  students  took  advantage  of  this 
brief  respite  from  the  labors  of  this  abnormal 
year. 


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Death  of  Father  Gallagher 
Rev.  Patrick  J.  Gallagher,  O.  S.  A.,  K.  of  C. 
Chaplain  in  the  United  States  Army,  was  killed 
in  Bordeaux,  France.  Father  Gallagher  was 
educated  at  Villanova.  He  was  stationed  at 
Villanova  College,  Augustinian  Academy,  Staten 
Island,  and  St.  Rita's  College,  Chicago,  111; 
From  the  latter  station  he  entered  the  service. 
May  he  rest  in  peace ! 

; .  -Condolences  'V'" ■; ■  ■; 

To  Rev.  Thomas  Roland,  O.  S.  A.,  a  gradu- 
ate of  Villanova  and  now  stationed  at  St.  Rita's 
Church,  Philadelphia,  the  Villanovan  extends 
sympathy  in  the  loss  of  his  mother. 

The  Villanovan  extends  condolences  to 
Edward  Dougherty,  '13,  in  the  loss  of  his  wife. 

■,.■-   Jottings    ■  ■■ 

LIEUT.  LESTER  J.  HENRY,  ex-'18,  has 
resumed   his   position    as   coach   of   the 
Athletic  teams  at  Eastern  College,  Man- 
assas, Va. 

Lieut.  J,  Febiger  Ewing,  '19,  spent  a  few  days 
at  Villanova  recently,  upon  his  return  from 
France.  Lieutenant  Ewing  was  the  first  Villa- 
nova student  to  win  his  commission,  having  left 
school  immediately  after  America's  Declaration 
of  War.-  .;■■.-,   -  ■,/  ■■  ■ 


John  F.  Lynch,  '14,  spent  some  time  at  the 
College  lately.  He  is  now  employed  with  the 
Government  in  Washington,  D.  C. 

Chas.  Walkinshaw,  who  has  returned  from 
France,  was  a  recent  visitor  at  Villanova. 

Chas.  A.  Heiken,  '16,  is  now  pursuing  the 
medical  course  at  Penn.  x, 

Rev.  Jos.  M.  Sutliff,  '15,  curate  of  St.  Mary's 
Church,  Gloucester,  N.  J.,  is  now  well  on  the 
road  to  recovery,  after  a  severe  attack  of  pneu- 
monia.; ;,;■■- / 

Rev.  Andrew  O.  Dodge,  O.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant 
Chaplain  at  Camp  Devens,  has  been  appointed 
Morale  Officer  of  that  post. 

Dr.  Edward  A.  Mallon  has  returned  from 
service  with  the  Medical  Corps  of  the  Navy  and 
will  again  have  his  office  at  1600  North  Seven- 
teenth Street,  Philadelphia. 

Sergt.  1st  cl.  Eugene  A.  Troxell,  A.  E.  F.,  was 
a  recent  visitor  here.  "Gene"  saw  service  at 
Chauteau-Thierry,  Vesle  River  and  the  Argonne 
Forest.  He  was  one  of  those  selected  for  the 
President's  Guard  of  Honor  at  Paris.  He  re- 
turned to  this  country  on  the  "George  Washing- 
ton", with  President  Wilson. 


Corporal  John  Walkinshaw,  a  former  student  Rt.  Rev.  Wm.  A.  Jones,  O.  S.  A.,  Bishop  of 
of  Villanova  College,  was  wounded  in  the  arm  San  Juan,  Porto  Rico,  and  formerly  a  pro- 
while  serving  in  the  A.  E.  F.  He  visited  Villa-  fessor  at  Villanova,  recently  paid  a  visit  to  his 
nova  recently.  Alma  Mater. 


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Jno.  P.  Kiley,  '15,  who  won  his  commission  as 
lieutenant  in  the  Engineers,  has  now  returned 
from  France  and  is  employed  by  the  Chicago, 
Milwaukee  and  St.  Paul  Railroad  as  an  electrical 
engineer.  Since  his  return  he  has  received  a 
promotion. 

Visitors 
Former  students  who  have  visited  Villanova 
recently    are:     Jim    Donohue,    Ensign    John 
Cronin,  '17;  Sergt.  Martin  McLoughlin,  Lieut. 


Clarence  Jackson 
Clarence  Jackson,  of  Carlisle,  Pa.,  died  of 
double  pneumonia  at  his  home  on  Saturday 
March  8,  1919.  He  was  graduated  from  Villa- 
nova  in  1903  in  the  Commercial  Course.  While 
here  he  made  many  friends  and  was  always  well 
liked  by  everyone  with  whom  he  came  in  contact. 
He  was  a  member  of  the  firm,  Jas.  Jackson  and 
Sons,  hardware  merchants  of  Carlisle.  A  wife 
and  three  children  survive  him.  To  his  family 
the  ViLLANOVAN  extends  its  sincerest  sympathy. 
"Requiescat  in  Pace." 


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THE  following  is  a  summary  of  Vilianova 
students  and  alumni  who  were  in  the 
country's  service  during  the  late  war.  In 
addition  to  the  accompanying  list,  there  were 
275  men  in  the  Vilianova  S.  A.  T.  C.  unit. 

STUDENTS  IN  SERVICE 

Army 

First  Lieutenants 4 

Second  Lieutenants 15 

Non-commissioned  officers.  .  ,. .  .  .  12 

Privates.  .  ... . . .  ,;..>,.,>,. ,  , . .  27 

N'{' •'?.■:;■  :-;_>iAVY  ■.:■■■■■',: 

Non-commissioned  officers.  ......     4 

Privates 17 

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ALUMNI  IN  SERVICE 

Army    '■'," 

Majors. 6 

Captains 12 

First  Lieutenant  Chaplains.  .....  14 

First  Lieutenants . . ...  S3 

Second  Lieutenants ...........  .  35 

Non-commissioned  officers 21 

Privates .71 


Navy 

Senior  Lieutenants 3 

Junior  Lieutenants 6 

Ensigns 4 

Non-commissioned  oflicers 4 

Privates 41 

—     246 

Grand  total  Vilianova  men 338 

Our  Alumni  im  the  Service 

ifojfof's— Stanley  F.  Coar,  Dr.  Edward  McCloskey,  Dr. 
Charles  Nassau,  Benjamin  Whitaker,  Rev.  George  J. 
Waring,  Dr.  Hugh  A.  Riley. 

Captains — Philip  Brady,  Joseph  Curley,  Leo  M.  Daly, 
Dr.  Melvin  Frariklin,  E.  J.  Gillouly,  Thomas  G. 
O'Malley,  William  J.  Shanahan,  James  Bannon,  Joseph 
L.  Rafter,  Henry  C.  Franklin. 

First  Lieutenant  Chaplains — Rev.  Charles  J.  Baker,  O.  S. 
A.,  Rev.  Francis  A,  Barrett,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  A.  O. 
Dodge,  O.  S,  A.,  Rev.  Clement  Flynn,  Rev.  P.  J. 
Gallagher,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  J.  Lorenz,  Rev.  J.  McDonald, 
O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  J.  McCann,  Rev.  F.  P.  Quinn,  O.  S.  A., 
Rev.  John  Byrne,  Rev.  Eugene  S.  Carroll,  Father 
Bellamy.  '  .;'..  ■  ■  ■  '^ 

First  Lieutenants — J.T.  Daly,  John  V.  Domminey,  Dr.Wil- 
liam  Donahue,  Karl  G.  Drach,  H.  C.  Durrschmidt, 
A.  F,  Gilmartin,  Rex  Gilmartin,  William  Goodell,  C.  A. 
McCalley,  Richard  Magee,  Joseph  A.  Kurz,  John  A. 
O'Leary,  Charles  Johnson,  Earl  Keenan,  Joseph 
Schmidt,  Carl  Shanfelter,  J,  A.  Smith,  David  V.  Ward, 
Bernard  V.  Haberer,  J.  Leonard  Hogan,  A.  A.  Ferry, 


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Joseph  A.  Devine,  William  B.  Miller,  Charles  Gorman, 
Samuel  Green,  Dr.  Arthur  Hevbert,  James  Torpey, 
Philip  Barry,  Dr.  Michael  Corcoran,  Dr.  Robert 
Williams. 

Second  Lieutenants — ^Frank  Brady,  Cyril  Burke,  Harry  P. 
Breslin,  Joseph  Conway,  Joseph  Courtney,  Cornelius 
Dougherty,  John  Drew,  A.  F.  Fulton,  A,  Gilmartin 
Edward  Gross,  Collier  J.  Griswold,  Lester  J.  Henry, 

/  P.  F.  Hughes,  Thomas  Kane,  John  C.  Kelly,  Roy 
Klunk,  Glen  McCarthy,  James  A.  McCarthy,  Edward 
V.  McCuUian,  H.  O.  McNierney,  John  A.  Malone, 
J.  P.  Miller,  William  B.  Miller,  Robert  J.  O'Connor, 
Joseph  T.  O'Leary,  Patrick  L.  Reagan,  John  P. 
Reeves,  T,  J.  Sheehan,  C.  H.  Stoeckle,  J.  F.  Sweeney, 
John  P.  Kiley,  Charles  J.  Brown,  John  Conway,  Joseph 

V      Hanlon,  C.  Raymond  Larkiri. 

Non-commissioned  Officers — G.  G.  Byrne,  J.  J.  Battin, 
Joseph  Begley,  T.  M.  Dalton,  T.  Donahue,  J.  A.  Dono- 
van, Frank  Dunn,  Thomas  Easley,  David  Fleming, 
Richard  Fogarty,  L.  J.  Hooley,  Victor  Lombardo, 
/James  McCann,  Thomas  Mclntyre,  J.  Neuser,  Thomas 
J.  Reddon,  Thomas  Riordan,  Ralph  Sabbatino,  Martin 
McLaughlin,  Thomeis  Donahue,  James  Shaw,  Carroll 
G.  Byrne,  Carroll  Murphy,  James  P.  Kelly,  William 
Strauch,  Arthur  Forst. 

Privates — L.  W.  Adair,  S.  J.  Adair,  J.  Barry,  R.  A.  Bender, 
C.  J.  Brown,  L.  B.  Cahill,  Charles  Conley,  A.  F.  Con- 
way, J.  F.  Conway,  Peter  J.  Corish,  Edward  Cum- 
mings,  B.  C.  Cusick,  Harold  Darby,  Matthew  Dommi- 
ney,  Charles  Dougherty,  Horace  Fay,  Frank  Ferry, 
James  Ferry,  William  Frazer,  Joseph  A.  Gilbert,  J. 
Graney,  Clyde  Gutwald,  J.  R.  Gutwald,  J.  M.  Hanra- 
han.  Fulmar  Harris,  J.  Higgins,  C.  Jones,  C.  J.  Kearns, 
Frank  Kearns,  Joseph  Kumer,  Mathias  Lamond,  Ed- 
win Lewis,  William  Lonergan,  Stanley  Lynch,  J.  Gran- 
field,  Joseph  McHugh,  C.  C.  McLaughlin,  C.  Maguire, 
John  Malia,  Harold  Malloy,  R.  Marillet,  Bernard 
Milligan,  William  M  Moessner,  Francis  A.  Monohan, 
Joseph  A.  Murnane,  Charles  Murphy,  Jeremiah  Mur- 
phy, G.  T.  O'Brien,  G.  A.  O'Brien,  J.  Charles  Mur- 
phy, Denis  Murphy,  Norman  Penrose,  Ralph  Pen- 
rose, Anthony  Perna,  M.  M.  Quinn,  P,  H.  Quinn, 
William  Quinn,  Joseph  Schmidt,  Francis  Sheehan, 
C.  J.  Snyder,  C.  W.  Staudenmeier,  Leontine  Walsh, 
Thomas  Waters,  Joseph  Woods,  William  Yaeger, 
Joseph  Bannon,  William  J.  Ferrin,  Eugene  P.  McCar- 
thy, Charles  Montgomery,  William  Quirk. 

Navy 

Senior  Lieutenants — Dr.  J.  F.  X.  Jones,  W.  J.  Kavanaugh, 
George  Quinn. 

Junior  Lieutenants — ^James  Dougherty,  J.  H.  Lytle,  Dr. 
Edward  A.  Mallon,  Rev.  Joseph  A.  Perkins,  O.  S.  A., 
Rev.  M.  A.  Sullivan,  O.  S.  A.,  Francis  Purcell. 

Ensigns — James  Bonner,  John  Cronin,  Charles  H.  Mc- 


Guckin,  Sylvester  Sabbatino,  Harry  Sherer. 

Non-commissioned  Officers — John  Ebbert,  Norbert  Min». 
nick,  John  K.  Thornton,  John  Roache. 

Privates — ^Arthur  Breithaupt,  Joseph  Bova,  Francis  Bren- 
nan,  Thomas  Carnes,  John  Conley,  Francis  Corbett, 
Maurice  Creevan,  Edward  Cronin,  Bernard  Desch, 
James  F.  Donahue,  Eugene  Dowd,  Patrick  Fogarty, 
Michael  Fogarty,  W.  Irving  Gillespie,  John  J.  Gough, 
James  A.  Hart,  Thomas  Kearns,  E.  G.  Kilduff,  Fred- 
erick F.  Lear,  James  J.  McCabe,  Alfred  McGinley, 
Andrew  Mahoney,  John  Murphy,  Michael  Murphy, 
George  A.  O'Brien,  Robert  Quigley,  Albert  V.  Regan, 
Joseph  T.  Scanlon,  Francis  W.  Short,  William  Thomas, 
Donald  Waters,  Thomas  Waters,  Leo  J.  Williams, 
Withold  Yadusky,  W.  C.  McWade,  Edwin  Logan, 
Patrick  O'Brien. 

Our  Students  in  the  Service 

First  Lieutenants — Edward  A.  Delaney,  John  J-  Hudson, 
James  A.  Reap,  Roger  J.  Martin. 

Second  Lieutenants — Cletus  J.  Brady,  Leo  J.  Brennan, 
Harold  E.  Blanchfield,  William  T.  Bride,  JohnT.  Coan,  ■ 
Edward  J.  Diggles,  J.  Febiger  Ewing,  Joseph  B.  Ford, 
Charles  McCarthy,  Daniel  T.  McEnerny,  James  F. 
Murray,  Theodore  E.  Voight,  Joseph  A.  McCarthy, 
P&ul  A.  O'Brien,  John  J.  Dougherty.      ; 

Non-commissioned  Officers — Harry  Barrett,  John  B.  Butler, 
Michael  Dougherty,  Peter  Dunne,  Walter  Guy,  Edward 
Hennessey,  Donald  C.  McDonald,  Charles  A.  Stine, 
JohnF.  Sheehan,  Eugene  B.  Troxell,  Harry  M.  Towhey, 
Walter  W.  Wiegand,  J.  Ignatius  Kirsch,  Sylvester  R. 
Benson.  ■  ;.!•■'.:;         ■  "%'.:■'::'''  ^■:^::-y:-:''-''::y':y-' 

Privates — Maurice  A.  Boney,  Joseph  A.  Cdan,  John  W. 
Crane,  Edgar  Drach,  J.  B.  Fogarty,  James  Fogel,  John 
W.  Jones,  Francis  B.  Kane,  James  J.  Lane,  John  Lar- 
kin,  William  Lawlor,  Matthew  A.  Lynch,  Raymond 
Maloney,  Hugh  V.  McGeehan,  Charles  M.  McGreevy, 
Edward  McGrady,  Leo  T.  Rogers,  Sebastian  S.  Ruddy, 
Henry  Stinziano,  Charles  Walkinshaw,  John  R.  Wal- 
kinshaw,  John  J.  Wasilko,  Joseph  Wherrity,  Leo 
Laverty,  William  V.  Pickett. 

Navy 
Non-commissioned    Officers — Walter    Cain,    Thomas    V. 

Mullan,  Thomas  Mullin,  Francis  Murray. 
Privates — Francis  P.  Allen,  Harry  C.  Battin,  John  Christie, 
James   Hart,  William  Loan,  F.  Leo  Lynch,  Nicholas 
L.  Michell,  Edmond  O'Brien,  Alfred  Norris,  Thomas 
B.  O'Connell,  John  O'Donnell,  Joseph  Pallis. 
(The  preceding  list  contains  the  names  of  those  Villa- 
nova  men  whom  we  know  definitely  to  have  been  with  the 
colors.     There  are  many  others  about  whom  we  have 
received  no  definite  information.     We,  therefore,  solicit 
additions  and  corrections,  to  obtain  as  complete  a  service 
list  as  possible.) 


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Over  There 

THE  following  interesting  letter  was  recently  really  know.    Of  course  much  has  been  said  and 

received  from  James  P.  (Staten  Island)  written  about  it  back  home,  but  in  order  to  get  a 

Kelly,  '15.  real  "close-up"  of  it  one  had  to  be  one  of  the 

pioneers  of  the  Expeditionary  Force  in  France. 

G-2,  Ninth  Corps  Headquarters,  When  we  first  came  to  this  country,  our  entire 

St.  Mihiel,  France,  army  was  no  more  than  100,000  and  the  facilities 

February  10,  1919.  for  providing  and  transporting  the  men  were  very 

Dear  Friend:  poor  indeed.    Last  winter  was  a  tough  one,  but 

While  musing  to  myself  today  during  a  few  all  the  boys  had  the  spirit  and  figured  that  Uncle 
spare  moments,  my  mind  wandered  back  o'er  the  Sam  was  just  getting  started.  We  labored  day 
Atlantic  and  finally  brought  me  back  to  the  good  and  night  in  rain  and  snow,  trying  to  learn  as 
old  days  at  Villanova.  Naturally  many  old  fond  quickly  as  we  could,  something  about  this  modern 
remembrances  appeared,  as  it  were,  before  me,  warfare.  The  Americans  were  apt  pupils  and 
and  I  thought  I  would  write  to  let  you  know  that  just  about  this  time  a  year  ago,  our  outfit  went 
I  am  still  in  the  "hunt"  and  going  along  hand-  into  the  trenches  for  the  first  time.  We  took 
somely.  In  my  long  stay  over  here,  sixteen  over  the  Luneville  Sector  on  the  Lorraine  Front, 
months  now  and  no  one  knows  how  much  longer,  which  was  considered  a  quiet  sector.  It  had 
I  intended  to  write  to  you  several  times  but  there  been  for  the  tired  and  weary  French  soldiers  who 
was  always  that  unforseen  obstacle  which  pre-  would  come  down  there  from  an  active  front  and 
vented  me  from  doing  so.  As  you  may  well  sur-  merely  hold  the  lines.  The  Heinies  on  the  oppo- 
mise,  there  are  several  and  sundry  things  arising  site  were  the  same  way  and  for  almost  three 
in  this  game  all  the  time  and  just  when  we  get  years  it  was  a  Paradise  for  the  old  veterans, 
all  set  to  do  one  thing,  old  Mr.  Unexpected  comes  But  for  us  it  was  a  battlefront  and  we  couldn't 
along  and  causes  a  change  in  plans.  That  was  "compris"  that  quiet  stuff.  All  young,  wild, 
particularly  true  in  the  infantry  where  it  was  adventurous,  eager  and  determined  we  proceeded 
always  double  drill  and  no  canteen.  It  was  to  tear  things  apart  and  in  a  short  while  our  see- 
always  up  and  at  it  and  if  it  wasn't  a  fight  it  tor  was  very  hot.  After  a  month  in  that  sector 
was  a  hike,  which  to  a  doughboy  is  the  worst  we  moved  over  toward  Baccarat  and  explored 
thing  of  all.  For  the  past  few  months  though,  I  more  of  the  Lorraine  Front.  All  in  all,  we  were 
have  been  going  along  very  nicely  and  as  a  matter  in  and  on  that  front  for  four  months,  longer  than 
of  fact,  I  couldn't  wish  for  anything  better.  any  other  American  Division  ever  held  a  line, 

As  you  may  know,  I  came  over  here  in  the  and  incidentally  our  division  was  the  first  in  our 

vanguard  of  the  A.  E.  F.  with  the  celebrated  army  to  take  over  and  hold  a  sector  on  its  own 

42nd  or  Rainbow  Division.    They  were  the  dark  hook.    I  mean  by  that,  that  we  managed  things 

days,  the  days  of  uncertainty  and  unrest  for  the  according  to  our  own  methods  and  not  under  the 

civilized  world.    The  uncivilized  portion  of  the  guiding  wing  of   the   French  authorities.     Of 

Earth  was  in  its  hey-day  then  and  enjoying  the  course  while  there  we  didn't  launch  any  big 

prolific  rampages  of  its  barbaric  tactics.     But  oh  offensives  or  stop  any  big  attacks,  but  there 

how  things  have  changed.    By  the  Grace  of  God  were  the  regular  night  raids  and  patrols,  which 

in  the  course  of  a  year  we  had  them  crying  out  are  the  best  things  in  the  world  for  real  experi- 

for  peace  and  now  they  are  well  back  across  the  ence.     Personally  I  would  participate  in  a  big 

Rhine,  bewailing  the  "loss  of  the  Kaiser's  influ-  attack  much  sooner  than  I  would  in  one  of  these 

ence  with  God".     What  the  Allied  Army  has  night  raids  over  the  top.    Because  in  these  night 

done  is  written  indelibly  in  the  books  of  history,  encounters  you  meet  hand  to  hand  and  go  to  it 

But  what  our  own  army  has  done  and  how  it  with  bayonets  and  trench  knives.     Very  little 

expanded    so    rapidly    is    something   very    few  shooting  is  done  out  there  then  because  the  con- 


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flicts  take  place  in  No  Man's  Land  and  directly  were    stopped    and    they   were    stopped    very 

in  the  middle  of  the  two  lines.   If  we  would  open  roughly.     Well  they  were  infuriated  and  tried 

fire,  it  would  attract  the  men  in  the  trenches  and  repeatedly  to  make  an  impression  on  our  line — 

both  sides  would  open  up,  which  as  you  can  but  never  would  it  give.    I  don't  know  just  how 

readily  see,  would  be  dangerous  for  both  the  many  times  they  did  try  to  get  through  but 

enemy  and  us.    So  it's  go  to  it  boys  and  may  the  every  time  they  met  with  the  same  resistance, 

best  men  win.    The  Americans  invariably  came  I  was  mixed  up  in  a  couple  of  grenade  fights  up 

out  on  top  though,  because  the  Dutch  are  no  there  and  you  ought  to  see  the  old  "kid"  wing 

good,  man  to  man.     We  had  lots  of  exciting  those  "apples".     ALL  THE  TRAINING  my 

times  up  there  alright  and  when  we  got  relieved  old  Mentor,  Charley  McGeehan  gave  me,  came 

June  22nd,  we  were  hardened  trench  veterans,  out  that  day.     If  he  could  have  seen  me  that 

Then  we  went  up  for  bigger  game  and  July  4th  day  it's  dollars  to  doughnuts  I  would  never  play 

found  the  42nd  holding  down  the  point  of  honor  the  bench  again.    Well  we  finally  got  relieved 

in  the  lines  between  Rheims  and  Verdun.    We  from  there  and  were  immediately  rushed  up  to 

were  right  in  the  middle  of  the  French  4th  Army  Chateau-Thierry,  where  some  of  our  other  divi- 

and  were  told  that  a  big  German  offensive  was  sions  started  to  drive.    By  that  time  the  Hien- 

coming  off.    No  one  knew  just  when  it  was  com-  bockels  were  fighting  tooth  and  nail  to  retain  their 

but  is  being  prepared  all  the  time.    So  we  kept  on  ground.     But  their  old  morale  had  been  badly 

going  out  on  the  posts  day  and  night,  waiting  in  sapped  when  they  saw  how  their  offensive  had 

breathless  susperise  for  the  "Smears"  to  start  been  stopped.     We  jumped  into  the  scrap  up 

something.    They  started  with  a  terrible  bang  there  the  26th  of  July  after  relieving  the  26th 

on  the  night  of  July  14th,  which  is  known  in  Division  of  New  England.    Right  away  we  began 

France  as  their  Independence  Day.    It  is  called  to  push  and  on  the  28th  of  July  we  crossed  the 

the  Fall  of  the  Bastille.    That  was  the  last  offen-  Ourcq  River,  overcoming  all  kinds  of  resistance, 

sive  they  ever  attempted  and  they  figured  it  We  were  in  that  battle  for  ten  days  and  fought 

would  just  about  break  the  Allies  for  good.    At  the  best  of  the  German  Army,  including  the 

that  time  you  know  they  did  have  the  upper  much  touted  Prussian  Guards.    That  was  one 

hand  and  were  the  aggressor  all  the  time.    But  place  where  the  old  Irish  sure  did  come  out.    How 

they  never  reckoned  with  the  Americans.    They  I  came  out  of  that  alive  is  another  thing  I  will 

knew  that  some  few  "contemptible"  Americans  never  know.     God  was  extremely  good  to  me 

were  in  France  but  not  enough  to  cause  any  alright,  and  no  doubt  all  the  good  prayers  that 

trouble  and  then  again  they  figured  we  were  green  were  being  said  for  me  were  answered  in  full, 

troops  who  would  crumble  under  a  heavy  fire.  A  splendid  thing  about  our  regiment  was  that  we 

But  my  what  a  crude  awakening — after  one  of  always  had  a  chaplain  with  us.    No  doubt  you 

the  most  terrific  artillery  bombardments  of  the  have  heard  of  him,  Father  Duffy  of  the  Bronx, 

entire  war,  in  the  course  of  which  they  shelled  He  is,  without  a  doubt,  one  of  the  greatest  men 

everything  within  a  radius  of  25  kilometers,  they  I  ever  saw  or  had  the  good  fortune  of  meeting 

came  over  on  us  in  mass  formation.    As  I  said  in  all  my  life.    He  is  a  man  among  a  million, 

before  they  laid  down  such  a  tremendous  artillery  Wiry,  lean,  hardened,  rugged  and  tempered  on 

preparation   that   they   figured   nothing   in  the  account  of  his  many  campaigns,  he  makes  an 

world  could  live  under  it.    Well  it  was  a  miracle  ideal  man  to  keep  along  with  an  infantry  outfit 

at  that,  how  anybody  or  anything  could  survive  and  combat  the  trials  and  endure  the  hardships, 

such  a  curtain  of  steel.    I  will  never  be  able  to  His  greatest  asset  is  his  knowledge  of  human 

explain  how  I  came  out  of  it.    At  any  rate  we  nature.     He  sure  does  know  and  understand 

were  there  to  stop  them  and  we  did  it.    I  won't  men.    And  in  an  infantry  you  meet  the  toughest 

go  into  details  because  I  would  never  get  finished  bunch  of  nuts  in  the  world.    You  have  to  be  a 

telling  you  about  it.     I  shall  defer  my  details  tough  man  to  stand  the  gaff.     He  was  always 

until  sometime  in  the  near  future,  when  I  hope  around  among  the  boys,  smiling,  reassuring  and 

to  be  able  to  pay  a  visit  to  my  Alma  Mater  and  encouraging.     It  was  a  common  sight  to  see 

renew  old  acquaintances.    Suffice  it  to  say  they  him  hearing  confessions  on  the  street  or  in  an  old 


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billet  or  barn.    That  was  one  thing  he  insisted  were  gone  and  worst  of  all,  we  couldn't  get  any- 

upon,  frequent  communions.     It  used  to  be  a  thing  to  drink.     Water  is  the  most  important 

wonderful  thing  to  see  him  celebrating  mass  in  thing  to  a  soldier  when  in  the  heat  of  a  battle 

some  tattered   church  with   Brigadier-General  and  in  our  frenzy  we  took  anything  we  could  get. 

Lenihan,  our  Brigade  Commander,  serving  as  an  That  was  found  in  the  Ourcg  River  where  the 

altar  boy.    We  never  "Went  into  a  battle  without  dead  men  and  horses  were  piled  up.    As  Kipling 

being  in  the  state  of  Grace  and  we  could  receive  says  in  his  Gunga  Din,  "It  was  crawling  and  it 

communion  without  fasting  too.     It  was  im-  stunk,  but  of  all  the  drinks  I've  drunk,  I'm 

practicable  for  us  to  fast  in  the  lines  and  that  is  gratefullest  to  one  from  Gunga  Din."     In  this 

why   we   had   that   dispensation.     He   was   a  case  thought  I  was  my  own  provider  and  water 

familiar  sight  in  the  trenches  and  just  before  carrier,  but  that  was  the  feeling  I  had.    Then 

the  big  fireworks  started  in  Champagne,  he  came  for  food  we  ate  a  couple  of  loaves  of  bread  that 

to  every  post  and  gave  all  the  boys  absolution  we  found  lying  around  the  ground.     It  must 

as  we  stood  there  peering  out  into  the  barb  wire,  have  been  lying  there  for  a  couple  of  days  because 

It  sent  a  wonderful  thrill  through  me,  you  know  it  had  been  gassed.    And  when  bread  is  gassed 

one  of  those  inexplicable  feelings  that  you  can't  it  turns  a  dirty  pink  color  and  becomes  very 

describe  but  at  the  same  time,  deep  down  in  soggy.     That   was   our   fare   for   a   couple    of 

your  heart  you  know  just  what  it  means.     A  days  and  needless  to  say,  it  put  us  all  on  the 

feeling  of  confidence  and  resignation,  a  feeling  bum.    When  we  finally  got  relieved,  those  who 

that  made  one  ready  and  fit  for  anything  that  came  out  alive  were  all  more  or  less  indisposed 

might  happen.    Yes,  that  night  when  the  Boches  and  had  dysentery  for  quite  a  while.    That  is 

started  their  drive,  I  was  prepared  to  accept  what  eventually  affected  me. 

anything  that  might  come  along.    Well  he  did  Well  we  pushed  along  for  some  time  after 

such  good  work  in  the  Chateau-Thierry  fight  that  that,  but  I  was  pretty  much  on  the  "  nut".    At 

he  was  awarded  the  Distinguished  Service  Cross,  that  time  I  was  an  acting  sergeant  in  charge  of 

He  was  all  over,  attending  the  dying,  succoring  a  platoon.    I  was  working  harder  than  ever  to, 

the  wounded  and  cheering  up  us  who  were  left,  because  we  had  a  gang  of  men  who  had  to  be 

And  most  of  all  he  took  charge  of  all  the  burial  drilled  and  taken  care  of.    That  lot  fell  to  us  old 

parties   and   saw  that   the  fallen  heroes  were  fellows.    I  was  about  to  be  made  a  sergeant  and 

buried   in   the    most   decent    manner   possible,  was  booked  to  go  to  the  Officers'  Training  School 

Yes  he  sure  is  a  wonder.  for  a  commission,  when  I  at  last  broke  down 

What    transpired    at    Chateau-Thierry    has  and  was  sent  to  the  hospital.    That  was  a  short 

been  told  over  and  over  again  and  I  suppose  by  while  after  we  took  this  town  of  St.  Mihiel.    A 

now  it  is  a  household  word  back  home.    Believe  lot  has  been  said  about  that  battle  but  it  was  a 

me,  it  was  tough  going  and  never  will  I  forget  mere  manoeuvre,  compared  to  some  of  those 

some  of  the  sights  I  saw  up  there.    It  was  pretty  other  scraps.    It  was  a  foot  race,  with  the  Huns 

hard  to  see  all  your  good  friends  getting  knocked  leading  the  way  to  Berlin.    I  guess  if  my  ffame 

off,  but  we  had  no  time  to  stop  and  meditate  on  had  held  up  a  little  longer  I  would  be  dancing 

it.    It  is  a  hard  game  at  the  best  and  always  a  around  with  a  couple  of  bars  on  now  but,  C'est  la 

case   of  going  forward.     However,    the  living  Guerre.    Comprenez  vous?    Still  in  all  if  I  had 

conditions  in  that  battle  were  almost  as  bad  as  been  like  some  of  the  guys  back  there  and  went 

the  shot  and  shell.     For  four  days  we  lived  in  to  an  Officers'  Training  School  in  America  before 

little  shell  holes  or  fox  holes,  which  we  dug  I  knew  how  to  do  the  Manual  of  Arms,  I'd  be 

ourselves.     They  couldn't  get  any  food  up  to  all  set  too,  but  I  have  no  regret.    My  experience 

us  on  account  of  the  constant  heavy  shell  fire  as  a  doughboy  in  the  ranks  is  worth  a  million, 

on  the  rear  areas  where  the  kitchens  were.    And  At  the  hospital  they  discovered  a  whole  lot  of 

almost  every  detail  we  sent  back  in  an  effort  to  things  wrong  with   me.     I   was  bordering  on 

get  some  were  the  victims  of  snipers  who  were  pneumonia,  which  had  been  superinduced  and 

busy  all  the  time.    So  in  a  couple  of  days  our  aggravated  by  gaseous  poisoning.     I  responded 

iron  rations  which  we  always  carry  in  our  packs,  to  good  medical  treatment  in  due  time  and  was 


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soon  on  my  way  back  to  the  line.  While  down  Rhine.  They  are  up  in  Germany  now.  But 
at  the  hospital  I  met  Young  Walkinshaw  of  most  of  all  I  want  to  go  home  with  them  and 
Johnstown,  Pa.,  who  was  a  student  at  the  strut  up  Fifth  Avenue.  I  came  over  with  them' 
Academy  under  Fr.  Conway.  Perhaps  you  and  went  through  the  toughest  part  of  the  cam- 
recall  him.  He  had  been  wounded  while  battling  paign  with  them  so  you  can  readily  see  why  I 
with  the  28th  Division,  but  it  wasn't  serious,  a  am  anxious  to  go  home  with  them, 
bullet  in  his  left  arm.  On  my  way  back  to  the  This  city  I  am  in  now  is  quite  historic.  The 
boys  I  had  to  pass  through  what  they  call  the  Kaiserites  were  here  for  almost  four  years  and 
channel,  first  to  a  classification  depot  where  you  never  expected  to  leave  here.  To  look  at  the 
are  examined  again  and  then  to  a  replacement  wonderful  fortifications  they  had  made  here 
camp  where  you  wait  until  your  outfit  sends  you  would  hardly  believe  it  possible  that  they 
for  you.  While  at  the  latter  place  they  took  our  could  ever  be  driven  out.  But  they  were  and 
pedigrees,  and  noticing  that  I  had  an  ordinary  once  they  started  running  we  kept  them  on  the 
amount  of  intelligence,  they  sent  me  to  the  2nd  hop  until  the  white  flag  was  hoisted  up.  Some 
Army  Headquarters,  where  I  went  to  work  as  a  of  the  people  of  this  city  left  it  and  during  the 
clerk  with  the  Assistant  Chief  of  Stafif  of  the  German  occupation  suffered  untold  indignities . 
2nd  Army.  That  was  about  the  middle  of  and  cruelties.  Among  the  ones  who  stuck  it  out 
October  and  I  was  there  when  the  Armistice  was  was  the  old  priest  of  the  cathedral.  I  believe  I 
signed.  told  you  about  him  when  I  sent  you  a  Xmas 
I  worked  in  what  they  term  the  G-2  section  greeting,  quite  some  time  ago.  I  couldn't  begin 
which  handles  all  matters  of  intelligence  and  to  tell  you  of  some  of  the  dirty  things  they  did . 
enemy  activity.  It  is  one  of  the  most  important  German  "Kultur"  is  still  noticeable  but  every 
branches  of  the  Staff.  Without  it  an  army  in  day  the  boys  are  working  around  and  in  a  short 
the  field  would  be  helpless.  I  learned  more  there  while  it  will  be  quite  respectable  looking.'  You 
in  a  week  about  the  finer  things  of  the  military  can't  imagine  how  some  of  these  villages  look 
business  than  I  would  learn  in  the  infantry  in  a  after  the  four  and  a  half  years  of  war  and  I  can't 
life  time.  In  a  staff  office  you  meet  the  big  men,  begin  to  describe  them.  Thank  God  our  own 
the  tacticians  who  plan  a  battle  as  Dutch  Somers  country  was  spared  the  scourge.  I  am  enclosing 
would  a  football  game.  It  weis  very  interesting  a  picture  of  a  very  remarkable  sepulcher  which 
indeed  and  apart  from  an  intellectual  viewpoint,  is  a  little  church  near  our  office.  It  has  an 
it  gave  me  an  opportunity  to  pick  up  the  many  unusual  history  and  for  years  the  Germans  tried 
pounds  that  I  had  lost  during  my  trying  days  to  take  it  away.  It  is  chiseled  in  one  big  solid 
under  the  guns.  So  now  I  have  seen  all  sides  of  rock  and  dates  back  to  the  16th  century.  It  is 
the  army ;  nine  months  on  the  line  as  a  dough-  a  wonderful  piece  of  work  and  I  am  told  it  took 
boy  and  long  enough  in  an  army  office  to  see  sixteen  years  to  finish  it.  In  the  Franco-Prussian 
how  things  are  done.  My  final  conclusion  is  war  of  1870,  the  followers  of  Bismarck  tried  to 
that  we  have  some  army,  an  army  that  can  jump  take  it  away  and  in  this  war  it  was  the  same  way. 
in  and  do  almost  anything.  While  at  the  2nd  It  is  such  a  huge  rock  though  they  couldn't 
Army,  which  is  located  in  the  city  of  Toul,  I  met  manage  it  at  all. 

Phil  Brady  of  Baltimore.     Do  you  remember         I  was  away  on  a  furlough  a  couple  of  weeks 

him,  "Crazy  Ida  Brady"?    He  is  a  First  Lieu-  ago  and  had  the  time  of  my  life.    I  went  to  Nice 

tenant.    He  is  the  same  old  "nut"  and  the  war  for  seven  days  and  including  my  travel  back 

hasn't  changed  him  a  bit.    A  few  days  before  and  forward  I  was  gone  two  weeks  altogether. 

Thanksgiving  I  was  transferred  up  here  when  Nice,  as  you  know,  is  in  the  extreme  southern 

they  were  organizing  this  Corps  and  I  am  still  part  of  France,  lying  lazily  on  the  "sun-kissed" 

attached  to  it.    Doing  office  work  is  pretty  nice  shores    of    the    Mediterranean,    in    the    Alpes- 

these  cold  days  and  we  are  well  provided  for.  Maritime  region.     It  is  the  most  beautiful  part 

But  I  have  been  trying  for  some  time  to  get  of  Europe  and  were  I  to  attempt  to  describe 

back  with  the  old  69th  and  I  hope  it  won't  be  some  of  its  attractions,  I'm  afraid  my  vocabulary 

long  before  I  am  doing  a  little  guard  duty  on  the  would  fail  me.    Accept  my  word  for  it  anyway 


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and  consider  it  Tres  Belle.  While  there,  natur-  much  to  get  a  copy  of  that  if  I  could.  I  never 
ally  I  took  a  trip  over  to  the  Incomparable  get  that  at  all.  So  if  you  can  possibly  get  one 
Monte  Carlo  and  there  I  saw  the  famous  casino  of  the  boys  to  send  it  to  me  I  will  greatly  appre- 
and  roulette  tables  where  fortunes  and  destinies  ciate  it.  It  seems  as  though  I  have  been  shut 
are  toyed  with  every  day.  Avant  la  Guerre  it  off  from  all  communication  with  Villanova  during 
was  the  playground  for  kings,  queens  and  million-  the  past  two  years.  I  never  hear  from  any  of 
aires.  (No  I  was  never  there  before  the  war.)  the  boys  at  all.  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^j;  ^ 
However,  it  is  still  a  wonderful  resort  and  even  When  I  get  that  much-sought-for  command- 
now  the  crowds  are  quite  cosmopolitan.  I  also  Homeward  Bound  James — ^is  something  no  one 
went  across  into  Menton  and  ventured  a  short  can  say.  But  one  thing  is  certain,  if  I  ever  get 
ways  into  Italy,  the  Land  of  Spaghetti  and  back  to  Hoboken  again  that  Old  Girl,  Miss 
Gondolas.  The  climate  of  that  area  is  very  Liberty,  will  have  to  execute — About  Face — to 
mild  and  even  this  time  of  the  year  an  overcoat  get  another  full  view  of  me.  France  is  alright, 
is  a  burden  during  the  day.  It  is  very  temperate  the  best  in  the  world,  after  Amerique.  When  I 
too,  the  mean  temperature  the  year  'round  was  a  kid  I  always  had  a  longing  desire  to  cross 
being  16  degrees  Centigrade.  In  my  itinerary  the  Atlantic.  I  still  have  that  desire.  Ha,  ha, 
I  had  the  good  fortune  of  passing  through  and  joke?  Well,  while  I  am  here  I  might  as  well  make 
stopping  at  the  biggest  cities  in  France,  including  the  best  of  it.  That  is  where  my  optimism  will 
Paris,  Lyon,  Marseille  and  Dijon.  Paris  is  a  come  in  handy  and  that  I  have.  If  you  don't 
wonderful  place  and  the  only  difference  between  believe  me  ask  Father  Hickey,  who  often  told 
it  and  New  York  is  that  there  is  no  ferry  leaving  me  that  I  was  a  little  too  optimistic.  However, 
it  to  go  to  Staten  Island.  Just  now  it  is  livelier  to  be  in  style  now  you  have  to  wear  a  smile  and 
than  ever  on  account  of  all  the  Diplomatic  as  I  was  always  inclined  that  way,  I  am  sticking 
Moguls  being  there  on  the  Pfeace  Commission.    I  along  with  the  crowd. 

saw  several  of  them,  the  most  illustrious  of  whom  I  suppose  a  lot  of  changes  have  taken  place  at 

was  our  own  Woodrow  Wilson.  Villanova  in  the  past  few  years  and  as  we  go 

As  I  said  before  in  the  course  of  this  missive,  down  along  the  corridors  of  time,  lots  more  will 

I  am  at  present  getting  along  O.  K.,  or  in  the  follow.    If  you  have  the  time  I  would  be  delighted 

vernacular  of  the  A.  E.  F.  I  am  sitting  on  the  to  get  a  line  or  two  from  you.     You  know  a 

world.    But  I  have  been  away  from  home  a  long  letter  full  of  dope  on  who's  who  and  why.    Just 

time  now  and  since  my  departure  a  lot  of  things  glancing  at  my  watch  now  I   notice  it  is   10 

have  happened.    The  most  noticeable  of  course,  P.  M.  and  time  for  all  good  soldiers  to  be  in  bed. 

was  the  death  of  my  great  brother  Pat.    It  was  Trusting  this  finds  you  well  and   happy  and 

an  awful  shock  to  me,  but  like  everything  else  enjoying  the  best  of  health,  I  sha.ll  close.    With 

we  must  accept  the  inevitable.    He  was  certainly  my  best  regards  to  all  I  know  around  Villanova, 

a  great  boy  and  if  I  was  only  one-half  cis  good  I  beg  to  remain,  as  ever,  -^ 

I  would  be  well  satisfied  with  myself.    Such  is  Jim  Kelly. 

life.    We  must  learn  to  take  the  bitter  with  the  Corp.  Jas.  P.  Kelly, 

sweet.     I  understand  there  was  a  nice  piece  in  G-2,  9th  Corps.  Hdqs., 

the  ViLLANOVAN  about  him.    I  would  like  very  A.  P.  O.  932. 


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^HOUGH  the  armistice  is  signed,  and  we 
are  virtually  at  peace  with  all  the  world, 
we  are  daily  preparing  ourselves  to  share  in 
recording  the  results  of  some  of  the  important 
battles  about  to  take  place  in  the  approaching 
intercollegiate  baseball  war.  In  using  the  word 
war,  we  do  not  wish  to  insinuate  that  the  feeling 
between  the  respective  contestants  in  this  con- 
flict, is  one  of  hated  ambition,  but  we  rather 
wish  to  emphasize  the  fact  that  the  games  this 
year  will  show  an  increased  spirit  of  rivalry. 
With  the  rapid  demobilization  of  the  army  and 
navy,  the  colleges  are  quickly  returning  to 
normal  strength  in  athletics  and  with  all  the  pep 
and  ambition  acquired  under  the  tutelage  of 
Uncle  Sam,  our  college  athletes  are  sure  to  give 
incentive  to  a  new  feeling  of  rivalry  in  college 
sports..;-;  ■■  ■■:^:■^ -V-^-y:;  ■,■■;;;;:.:  .■;:';'\  :-:.-■■..;■,:;;;;■..;-.-■, 

In  spite  of  the  fact  that  the  Government  has 
seen  fit  to  retain  in  the  service  many  of  Villa- 
nova's  baseball  stars,  we  are  in  a  position  to  say 
candidly,  that  the  Blue  and  White  will  be  well 
represented  on  the  diamond  this  season.  Though 
he  had  not  forty  years,  nor  even  forty  days  in 
which  to  round  in  shape  sO  formidable  a  war 
machine  as  the  once  famed  Kaiser  was  reported 
to  have  had,  Coach  McGeehan  has  practically 
picked  the  nine  upon  whom  depend  the  laurels 
of  Villanova  on  the  baseball  diamond  this  year. 
With  the  exception  of  two  positions,  the  Blue 
and  White  team  is  definitely  decided  upon. 
There  is  still  a  vacancy  in  the  sun  gardens  to  be 
filled,  and  one  at  second  base.  For  the  outfield 
position  Smith  and  Kane,  members  of  last 
year's  Prep  nine,  and  Sheehan  and  Burke,  two 
newcomers  are  contending,  while  Coan,  Cronin, 


Talone  and  Neville  are  the  candidates  for  the 
infield  position. 

At  first  we  still  have  the  dependable  fielder 
and  hitter,  Captain  Murray,  and  judging  from 
the  big  fellow's  work  in  daily  practice,  he  is  as 
fast  as  ever,  and  the  bleachers  of  many  college 
stadiums  will  undoubtedly  reach  the  mighty 
whack  of  his  bat.  At  third  we  have  the  old 
familiar  person  Hughie  McGeehan.  McGeehan 
is  showing  up  well  in  the  daily  workouts  both 
at  bat  and  in  the  field ;  he  has  his  usual  supply 
of  pep  and  fight  and  can  be  depended  upon  to 
liven  up  the  infield.  At  short  we  shall  see  a 
player,  who,  one  would  believe,  was  a  veteran  of 
Villanova's  previous  teams,  not  only  because  of 
his  exceptional  ability  as  a  fielder  and  hitter.but 
of  the  way  in  which  he  seems  to  fit  in  with  the 
veteran  infielders  on  the  nine  this  year.  In  the 
person  of  McAndrews  we  have  one  of  the  fastest 
and  neatest  ball  players  seen  at  shortstop  in 
some  time.  The  sorrel-top  youth  has  a  copious 
supply  of  pep  and  is  a  sure  fielder.  At  bat  he 
seems  as  likely  a  slugger  as  he  is  a  fielder,  and, 
with  a  fast  working  partner  at  second  base,  he 
will  amaze  many  of  the  college  nines  with  his 
snappy,  clean-cut  fielding.  ^^ 

Robinson  and  McDermott  will  hold  down  left 
field  and  right  field  respectively,  and  when  the 
other  vacancy  is  filled,  Villanova  will  have  a 
sturdy  looking  outfield.  Both  Robby  and 
McDermott  are  clever  fielders,  long  hitters  and 
possess  powerful  arms. 

Behind  the  plate,  Hertzler  and  Ragley  will  do 
the  work  of  handling  the  pitchers.  Both  men 
look  good  and  it  is  a  toss  up  as  to  which  will 
start  at  catcher  in  any  of  the  games  this  season. 


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On  the  mourid,  Delohery  and  Jones  will  under- 
take the  greater  part  of  the  work.  Both  men 
are  rapidly  rounding  into  form  and  by  the  time 
the  umpire  calls  "Play  Ball!"  either  man  will 
be  in  condition  to  step  into  the  box  and  perform 
in  midseason  style.  Annas  is  a  newcomer  aspir- 
ing to  baseball  fame.  He  is  a  southpaw  and  in 
case  of  necessity  he  will  undoubtedly  be  capable 
of  twirling  in  masterly  fashion. 

Following  are  the  results  of  the  games  played 
up  to  the  time  of  going  to  press. 

ViLLANOVA,  9;  Ursinus,  0 
In  spite  of  the  attempts  of  Jupiter  Pluvius  to 
frustrate  our  plans,  the  'Varsity  journeyed  to 
CoUegeville,  Pa.,  on  the  fifth  of  this  month,  and 
opened  the  baseball  season  of  1919  in  fine  style 
by  trouncing  the  Ursinus  College  nine,  9  to  0. 
Though  the  weather  was  anything  but  favorable 
for  baseball,  the  'Varsity  showed  up  well  in  all 
branches  of  the  game.  Jones  went  through  the 
entire  game  and  allowed  but  one  scratch  hit,  a 
fly  ball  which  fell  between  Coan  and  McDer- 
mott  in  short  rightfield.  Murray  and  McGee- 
han  made  themselves  conspicuous  at  bat,  each 
slamming  out  three  hits.  For  Ursinus,  Hunter 
pitched  a  fair  game  up  until  the  fourth  inning 
when  the  Villanova  batsmen  began  to  solve  his 
delivery,  and  from  then  on  the  'Varsity  acquired 
ten  hits,  four  of  which  were  for  extra  bases.  The 
brand  of  pitching  displayed  by  Jones  augurs  well 
for  a  most  successful  season  for  the  big  lad  in 
the  box.  Heferen,  for  Ursinus,  showed  up  well 
behind  the  plate.    The  score: 


Heferen,  c , •  0      0    12 

Moser,  If 0      0      0 

Knipe,  2b 0      0      1 


Canon,  lb 0      0     10 

Hunter,  p 0      0      0 


3 
0 
3 
0 
1 


0 
0 
0 
1 
0 


Totals •. .  0      1    27      9      3 

Two-base  hits — McAndrews,  McGeehan,  Murray,  Kane. 
Struck  out — By  Hunter,  13;  by  Jones,  12.  Bases  on  ball* 
—Off  Hunter,  2;  off  Jones,  1.  Double  play — Griffin  to 
Canon,    Umpire— Griffith, 

Villanova,  11;  Haverford,  2 
The  'Varsity  once  more  invaded  foreign  ter- 
ritory and  once  more  came  out  victorious,  when 
on  the  ninth  of  this  month  they  easily  defeated 
the  Haverford  College  nine,  11  to  2.  Delohery, 
pitching  for  the  Blue  and  White,  performed  in 
mid-season  form  and  held  his  opponents  to  two 
hits.  The  moist  ball  artist  completely  baffled 
the  Haverford  sluggers,  and  before  the  game  was 
over  he  had  twelve  strike-outs  to  his  credit. 
Kearney,  who  twirled  for  the  home  team, 
received  very  little  encouragement  from  his 
team-mates  who  played  raggedly  behind  him. 
For  the  'Varsity,  Robinson,  McGeehan  and 
Murray  performed  well  at  the  bat,  while  the 
latter  two  and  McAndrews  gave  a  classy  exhibi- 
tion of  fielding.  For  Haverford,  Heilman  played 
a  fast  game  at  third.  Hertzler,  for  the  'Varsity, 
caught  a  good  game  and  proved  that  he  has  the 
makings  of  a  college  backstop.    The  score: 


Villanova 


R     H     O     A     E 


Villanova 


R     H     O     A      E 


Robinson,  If 0  0      0      0  0 

McAndrews,  ss 1  1       1      2  2 

McGeehan,  3b...... 2  3       10  1 

Murray,  lb .....2  3     10       1  1 

McDermott,rf............ ........  10      0      0  0 

Kane,  cf 0  110  0 

Coan,  2b ..;.,. .......  0  0120 

Hertzler,  c 1  1     13      0  1 

Jones,  p 2  10      3  0 


Robinson,  If ...2  3  0  0  0 

McAndrews,  ss 1  1  3  0  1 

McGeehan,  3b 2  2  3  3  0 

Murray,  lb 12  8  0  1 

McDermott,  rf 1  1  0  0  1 

Kane,  cf 0  0  0  0  0 

Neville,  2b 1  0  0  0  1 

Cronin,  2b 1  0  0  0  0 

Coan,  2b. 1  0  0  1  0 

Hertzler,  c...  ..*..... 0  0  11  2  0 

Ragley,c.... 0  0  110 

Delohery,  p 1  0  1  1  0 


Totals .9  10  27      8      5 

Ursinus                           R  H  O     A      E 

Grover,  ss 0  0  1 

Griffin,  rf 0  1  1 

Deisher,  3b 0  0  1 

shenberg,  cf 0  0  1 


Totals 11      9    27      8      4 


0 
1 


Haverford  R     H     O     A      E 

2      Heilman,  3b 0      0      6       11 

0     Carey,  cf 10      3      10 


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1      0      Buritt,  S3 0      0      10      1 

0      0     Crosman,  c 0      0      5      1      fS 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


Pierce,  lb ...0  1-6      0      2 

Buzby,  2b..... 0  114      0 

Snader.lf 0  0      2      0      2 

Kearney,  p 1  0      2      12 

Hisey,  c 0  0      10      0 

Totals 2      2    27      8      8 

Stolen  bases — Robinson,  Kane,  Pierce,  McGeehan,  3. 
Sacrifice  hits — McAndrews,  Kane,  Neville,  Delohery. 
TWo-base  hit — McAndrews.  Struck  out — By  Delohery, 
12;  by  Kearney,  5.  Base  on  balls — Oflf  Delohery,  5;  off 
Kearney,  2.  Double  play — McGeehan  to  Murray,  Heil- 
man  to  Pierce.    Umpire — Boone. 

ViLLANOVA,  11;  Lebanon  Valley,  0 
April  11.     In  their  first  game  at  home  the 
'Varsity  gave  a  fine  exhibition  of  hitting  when 
the  Blue  and  White  nine  touched  Fake,  of  Leb- 
non  Valley,  for  ten  hits  in  five  innings.    Had  not 
nature  seen  fit  to  interfere  in  the  fifth  inning  we 
fear  the  results  of  this  game  could  not  have  been 
recorded  herein.    Though  the  game  was  played 
in  a  continuous  drizzle,  and  the  wet  grounds  ren- 
dered a  fast  fielding  game  almost  impossible, 
the  'Varsity  went  after  their  opponents  in  an 
unmerciful   manner,   and   before   the    "Ump" 
decided  to  call  the  game,  the  home  team  had 
piled  up  ten  hits,  totaling  seventeen  bases,  and 
eleven  runs.    Jones,  though  handicapped  by  the 
slippery  condition  of  the  horsehide,  had  very 
little  trouble  with  control;  the  big  twirler  held 
the  opposing  hitters  to  a  single  hit,  and  nine 
men  fell  victims  to  his  powerful  speed.    Besides 
pitching  a  good  game,  Jones  slammed  out  two 
hits,     one    of    which     was    for    three    bases; 
Murray  and  Kane  also  hit  for  three  bases.     In 
spite  of  the  soggy  condition  of  the  diamond  the 
infield  playing  of  both  teams  was  up  to  the 
standard.     Hertzler  again  showed  up  well  be- 
hind the  plate,  and  in  two  trips  to  the  plate 
succeeded  in  touching  Fake  for  a  two-bagger. 
For  the  visitors,  Fishburn's  playing  excelled. 

In  the  three  games  played  to  date  the  'Varsity 
has  scored  thirty-one  runs,  to  two  by  their  oppo- 
nents, a  fact  which  speaks  well  for  the  prospects 
of  the  Blue  and  White  on  the  diamond  this  sea- 
son.   The  score: 

ViLLANOVA                             R      H  O  A  E 

Robinson,  If • .    12  0  0  0 

McAndrews,  ss 1      0  0  1  2 

McGeehan,  3b 2      2  1  1  0 

Murray,  lb 1      2  2  1  0 


McDermott,  rf 2  0  1  0  0 

Kane,  cf 1  1  0  0  0 

Cronin,  2b 0  0  2  0  1 

Hertzler,  c 1  1  9  0  0 

Jones,  p 2  2  0  1  0 

Totals 11    10    IS      4      3 

Lebanon  Valley                   R  H  O  A  E 

Fishburn,  ss 0  1  2  1  1 

Dougherty,  If 0  0  1  0  0 

Moore,  lb 0  0  8  0  0 

Zeigler,  3b 0  0  0  2  T 

Bachman,  2b 0  0  3  0  0 

Fake,  p 0  0  0  6  1 

Nitrauer,  cf 0  0  0  0  0 

Duncan,  rf.  ..  . 0  0  0  0  0 

Uhler,c...,..w.;....:..,   .vv  ,   .^  0  1  0  0 

^  ^ '' Totals. \\v:\. I ::^^^^^^^^  •.  -1  ;1S-^  '9  ;  '3;' 

Villanova..  ...................    ...2    0    4     1     4—11 

Lebanon  Valley. .0    000    0 —  0 

Stolen  bases — Robinson,  McAndrews,  McGeehan,  Kane, 
Fishburn,  2.  Two-base  hit — Hertzler.  Three-base  hits — 
Jones,  Kane,  Murray.  Struck  out — By  Jones,  9;  by 
Fake,  1.  Base  on  balls — Off  Jones,  3;  oflF  Fake,  1.  Umpire 
— Griffith.,  ;,^^ 

v.^."-/SCHEDULE^  -■■ 

The  following  are  the  remaining  games  on 
the  schedule  as  arranged  by  Managers  Egan  and 
Maguire: 

Apr.  16 — Princeton  at  Princeton. 

Apr.  2!2 — Boston  College  at  Villanova. 

Apr.  23 — Catholic  University  at  Washington.  \ 

Apr.  26 — St.  Joseph's  at  Villanova. 

Apr.  30 — Haverford  at  Villanova. 

May   3 — Army  at  West  Point. 

May   7 — Penn  at  Philadelphia. 

May   9 — Catholic  University  at  Villanova. 

May  10 — Fordham  at  New  York. 

May  12 — Lebanon  Valley  at  Annville. 

May  13 — Base  Hospital  No.  31  at  Carlisle. 

May  14 — Gettysburg  at  Gettysburg. 

May  16 — Delaware  at  Newark. 

May  17 — Navy  at  Annapolis. 

May  22 — Rhode  Island  State  at  Kingston. 

May  23 — Open. 

May  24 — Boston  College  at  Boston. 

May  27 — Gettysburg  at  Villanova. 

May  28— Lehigh  at  South  Bethlehem. 

May  30 — ^Albright  at  Lebanon. 

May  31 — ^Albright  at  Lebanon. 

June    4 — Open. 

June    7 — Ursinus  at  Villanova. 


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"The  Successful  Suitor  Speaks" 

One  suitor  tried  to  win  her  hand 

By  counting  up  his  money; 
He  told  her  of  his  wealth  and  land, 

She  merely  said,  **  How  funny!" 

One  youth  who  yearned  for  wedded  bliss, 

Her  hand  asked  from  her  father, 
And  when  the  maiden  heard  of  this. 

She  yawned,  and  said,  "  What  bother!'* 

Another  wishing  her  his  bride, 

Proposed  to  her  by  letter. 
She  read  his  note,  and  gently  sighed, 

"/  hope  I  can  do  better!** 

One  to  her  charms  composed  a  verse. 

To  her  he  dared  to  show  it, 
She  almost  swooned,  and  cried,  "  What*s  worse 

Than  marrying  a  poet?'' 

One  youth  proposed  on  bended  knee. 

In  language  stiff  and  stately. 
She  said,  "Dear  Sir  Solemnity, 

Your  words  amuse  me  greatly." 

But  I — I  clasped  her  to  my  breast, 
And  said,  "My  dear,  let's  marry!" 

She  laid  her  head  upon  my  chest, 
And  sighed,  "  Why  surely,  Harry!" 

H.  J.  W. 


Joey — "Was  she  shy  when  you  asked  her  her 
age?" 

Patsy — "Yes,  I  imagine  about  five  years." 

Waiter — "When  I  was  a  boy,  some  thirty 
years  ago,  we  kept  chickens  and  each  one  had  a 
name." 

McDermott — "Well,  perhaps  you  recall  the 
name  of  this  one." 

Murray — "I  just  got  tonight's  paper  and  I'm 
going  down  to  my  room  and  read  it." 

Senior — "Aw,  let  me  read  it  now;  I'll  give  it 
back  to  you  tomorrow." 

Judging  from  the  design  of  the  Juniors'  rings, 
they  are  already  building  castles. 


For  serving  in  the  army. 

For  eighty-seven  days. 
They  gave  me  that  much  money, 

That's  what  the  army  pays; 
But  now  they  have  decided. 

To  grant  me  sixty  more, 
So  thank  you.  Uncle  Sammy, 

Jt  doesn't  make  me  sore; 
Tve  waited  now  a  weary  month 

For  your  returning  check. 
So  send  along  that  bonus 

I'll  need  it  soon,  by  heck! 

J.  J.  M.,  '20. 


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"Eileen" 

Entrancing,  winsome,  charming,  sweet  Eileen, 
I  seem  to  see  thee  in  fond  fancy's  sight; 
My  joyous,  dainty,  blithesome  Irish  queen, 
With  azure  eyes  that  shine  with  lustrous  light. 
Like  moonbeams  peeping  through  a  cloud  at  night. 
The  mem'ry  of  thy  happy  laughter  seems 
To  bear  me  back  in  blissful  fancy's  flight 
To  grassy  verdant  banks  of  dancing  streams, 
Where  you  and  I  once  dreamed  mad,  youthful, 
loving  dreamsT""     -         "^       ^"^ 

H.  J.  W. 


If  I  had  sixty  dollars, 

I  haven't  now  that's  true, 
I'd  buy  a  thousand  stamps 

The  kind  that's  colored  blue; 
I'd  rent  a  room  with  windows 

And  pay  the  man  what's  due; 
I'd  write  a  thousand  letters 

To  tell  you  I'm  still  true. 
I  haven't  sixty  dollars 

That's  why  I  feel  so  blue; 
But  had  I  sixty  dollars, 
I  think  that's  what  I'd  do. 

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I  found  a  check  long  due. 
I  just  got  sixty  dollars. 

My  statements  weren't  true — 
Instead  of  writing  letters, 

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J.  J.  M.,  '20. 

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Contents 

PAGE 

FAREWELL  (Poem) ,,........ 3 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

SALUTATORY . 4 

John  T.  Coan,  '19 

THE  SPY  (Poem) . . .  , 7 

Harold  J.  Wiegand 

VALEDICTORY 8 

H.  A.  Caffrey,  '19 

CLASS  HISTORY 11 

IT  HAPPENED  OUT  WEST  (Story) 20 

T.  R.  Hanley,  '19 

MARIA  OF  ROME  (Serial) 25 

John  F.  O'Brien,  '19 

ELOISE  (Poem) , 31 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

EDITORIALS 32 

EXCHANGES 34 

COLLEGE  NOTES 35 

ALUMNI  NOTES 37 

ATHLETICS 39 


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CLASS   OF   1919 
Top  row,  left  to  right:  Alexander  J.  Malone,  Bernard  M.  Albers,  Edward  J.  Quinn.    Second 
row:  Francis  A.  Raiferty,  Adolphe  A.  Moreau,  John  A.  Walsh.     Third  row:  Francis  D.  Ronan, 
John  T.  Coan,  James  J.  Egan,  Henry  A.  Caffrey.    Bottom  row:  Gerard  F.  Hart,  John  F.  O'Brien. 


THE     VILLA|MOVAN 

Vol.  III.  JUNE,  1919  I  No.  5 


"Farewell" 

Nature  has  forgotten  all  her  joys  today: 
It  is  the  day  of  parting,  and  who  is  truly  gay 
Whenever  a  loving  mother  bids  her  son  good-bye. 
When  precious,  fleeting  moments  but  hasten  that  dull  cry, 
"Farewelir 

The  buttercups  are  drooping,  and  every  single  rose 
Is  nodding,  nodding  sadly,  with  every  "wind  that  blows. 
The  leafy  trees  are  swaying  in  a  mournful  sort  of  way. 
And  all  their  branches  rustle  as  if  they  tried  to  say 
''Farewell!" 

The  birds  are  not  as  merry  as  they  are  wont  to  be. 
The  meadow  lark  alone  is  warbling  plaintively, 
And  there  is  only  one  sad  song  that  he  attempts  to  sing, 
A  song  that  all  the  world  is  gently  whispering: 
''Farewell!" 

A  drowsy  breeze  is  wandering  among  the  verdant  fields. 
Searching  for  the  perfume  that  the  honeysuckle  yields; 
And  as  it  stoops  to  kiss  the  earth,  and  gently  brushes  by, 
It  nods  at  all  the  flowers,  and  turning,  seems  to  sigh 

"Farewell!"  .  .      ,. 

Farewell,  farewell, —  the  only  words  that  we  can  breathe  today, 
We  utter.  Alma  Mater,  most  fervently,  and  pray 
That  in  life's  great  endeavors,  wherever  we  may  go, 
The  Villanova  spirit  may  go  with  us,  and  so, 
"Farewell!" 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


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CLASS    OF    l'M<) 
Top  row.  It'ft  to  rijilit:    Alt'xandiT  .1.  Malono,  liornard  M.  \lhi>rs,  I'.dward  .1.  (,)uinn.    Second 
row:    Fraiuis  A.  KafTerly,  Adolphe  A.  Moreau,  John  A.  Walsli.       Ihird  row  :    Francis  1).  Ronan, 
John  T.  Coan,  James  J.  Kftan,  Henry  A.  Caffrey.    Bottom  row  :   (ierard  F.  Hart,  John  F.  O'Brien. 


THE     VILLANOVAN 

Vol.  III.  JUNE,  1919     '  No.  5 


"Farewell" 

Nature  has  Jor^otten  all  her  joys  today: 
It  is  the  day  of  parting,  and  who  is  trtily  ^ay 
Whene'er  a  loving  mother  bids  her  son  good-bye, 
When  precious,  Jleeting  monietits  but  hasten  that  dull  cry, 
''Farewell!" 

The  buttercups  are  drooping,  and  every  single  rose 
Is  nodding,  nodding  sadly,  with  every  wind  that  blows. 
The  leafy  trees  are  swaying  in  a  mournjtil  sort  of  way. 
And  all  their  branches  rustle  as  if  they  tried  to  say 
''  Farexvell!" 

The  birds  are  not  as  merry  as  they  are  wont  to  be, 
The  meadozv  lark  alone  is  warbling  plaintively. 
And  there  is  only  one  sad  song  that  he  attempts  to  sing, 
A  song  that  all  the  world  is  gently  whispering: 

-V>  .     '' Farewell!"  ■■■■•/->'- 

A  drowsy  breeze  is  wandering  among  the  verdant  fields. 
Searching  for  the  perfume  that  the  honeysuckle  yields; 
"^And  as  it  stoops  to  kiss  the  earth,  and  gently  brushes  by, 
It  nods  at  all  the  flowers,  and  turning,  seems  to  sigh 
''Farewell!" 

Far eivell,  farewell, —  the  only  words  that  we  can  breathe  today, 
We  utter,  Alma  Mater,  most  fervently,  and  pray 
That  in  life's  great  endeavors,  wherever  we  may  go. 
The  Villanova  spirit  may  go  xvith  us,  and  so, 
"Farewell!" 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


Salutatory — Democracy — True  and  False 

By  John  T.  Coan,  A.B. 

Most  Reverend  Archbishop,  Reverend  Father  Pres-  some  of  the  difficulties  to  be  met,  some  of  the 
ident,  Members  of  the  Faculty,  and  jriends  oj  problems  to  be  solved  have  more  than  a  tem- 
Villanova:  porary  and  local  significance.  A  new  order  of 
With  mingled  feelings  of  joy  and  gratitude  do  things  is  the  cry  of  the  day. 
the  members  of  the  Class  of  1919  greet  you.  We  We  must  admit  that  great  evils  exist  in  the 
rejoice  in  the  realization  of  the  dreams  and  present  organization  of  society.  True  merit 
hopes  which  we  have  long  cherished.  We  are  and  worth  are  not  always  justly  rewarded.  An 
grateful  to  those  who  have  been  instrumental  equitable  distribution  of  wealth  and  privileges  is 
in  making  these  longings  of  our  hearts  and  minds  not  always  to  be  obtained.  But  how  can  a 
for  a  practical  Christian  education  a  reality,  betterment  of  conditions  be  efifiected?  Will  the 
A  few  years  have  elapsed  since  we  undertook  revolutionary  tactics  of  Bolshevists  bring  about 
the  beginning  of  the  work  which  is  now  drawing  overnight  what  years  of  continued  application 
to  a  close.  Though  the  time  has  sped  quickly  of  sane  methods  of  improvement  have  failed  to 
by,  it  was  replete  with  interest  in  the  problems  accomplish?  Is  it  in  accordance  with  man's 
which  not  only  engage  the  attention  of  the  out-  constructive  genius  to  destroy  utterly  with  the 
side  world  but  which  changed  the  entire  aspect  bad  all  the  good  that  institutions  may  contain, 
of  academic  conditions.  And  now  as  we  greet  and  to  attempt  to  build  on  the  ruins  of  present- 
you  to  witness  our  entrance  into  the  serious  day  society  an  ideal  state,  the  Utopia  of  social- 
business  of  life,  we  are  confronted  by  a  world  istic  dreamers?  No  lasting  institution  was 
which  has  assumed  a  far  different  appearance  developed  momentarily.  We  are  now  in  a 
from  that  which  it  had  four  short  years  ago.  period  of  transition.  If  there  be  evils  in  the 
New  complexities  have  developed,  new  prob-  present  arrangement  it  is  for  us  to  eradicate 
lems  have  presented  themselves  for  solution,  them.  If  known  methods  of  improvement  can 
And  now  as  we  go  forth  to  lend  a  helping  hand,  be  effectively  applied  it  is  for  us  to  remedy  con- 
it  is  only  fitting  that  the  more  important  diffi-  ditions  as  quickly  as  circumstances  will  warrant, 
culties  to  be  met  should  be  well  weighed  and  But  in  whose  hands  do  these  measures  lie? 
thoroughly  considered.  The  Government  or  the  ruling  power  is 
Victory  has  put  an  end  to  the  gigantic  world  responsible  to  a  more  or  less  extent  for  the  hap- 
struggle  and  gladly  do  we  welcome  peace.  With  piness  and  prosperity  of  its  subjects.  The  true 
lusty  cheers  do  we  greet  our  heroes.  Triumph-  end  of  the  State  is  the  maintenance  and  ampli- 
antly  do  we  hold  aloft  before  the  world  our  flag —  fication  of  public  and  private  rights.  It  matters 
the  symbol  of  true  liberty,  equality,  and  right-  not  what  we  term  the  ruling  power  provided  it 
eousness.  But  in  the  very  blast  that  proclaims  attains  the  end  for  which  it  exists.  But  it  is 
our  jubilation  there  rings  forth  a  discordant  the  constant  peril  of  the  State  that  its  authority 
note.  Its  harshness  hampers  the  ardor  of  our  should  be  misused  for  the  exclusive  or  undue 
joy.  It  is  as  if  we  were  quite  contented  with  promotion  of  class  interests.  Evidently  if  this 
our  present  success  but  fear  for  that  which  the  happens,  whatever  be  its  form,  whether  pre- 
morrow  may  have  in  store  for  us.  There  is  ponderating  power  be  vested  in  one,  in  a  few  or 
spreading  over  the  world  a  spirit  of  discontent,  in  the  many,  the  true  end  of  the  State  is  more 
With  the  advent  of  world  peace  there  have  or  less  defeated.  When  in  the  place  of  that  end 
arisen  in  all  countries  of  the  world  innumerable  the  advantage  of  the  ruler  or  ruling  class  is 
internal  strifes.  It  is  only  natural  that  such  solely  or  unduly  pursued  it  becomes  a  perver- 
should  be  the  case  in  the  wake  of  the  world  war  sion  of  the  right  order  of  things.  A  monarch  is 
just  terminated.     But  it  is  to  be  feared  that  converted   into  a   tyrant,   the  aristocracy   into 


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an  oligarehy,  the  democracy  into  an  ochlocracy. 
But  of  these  three  varieties  of  the  corruption  of 
the  State,  the  last  is  incomparably  the  worst. 
It  is  the  united  opinion  of  all  the  great  masters 
of  political  science  that  the  democracy  of  num- 
bers is  the  final  form  of  the  degeneracy  of  all 
governments.  The  tendency  towards  this  degen- 
eracy or  corruption  is  the  evil  of  the  present 

day. ; ;:  ■'■■' ■  ■■■■^' ■;.  -/-v^'v :'■■■■  '-''y.-.: 

What  then  is  tKis  False  Democracy,  this 
democracy  of  numbers,  and  where  did  it  orig- 
inate? The  government  of  the  "power  of  the 
majority"  is  born  of  the  French  Revolution. 
Its  practical  effect  upon  society  is  vividly  por- 
trayed in  the  years  which  immediately  followed 
its  introduction  into  the  government  of  states. 
It  was  the  victory  of  a  merely  arithmetical  prin- 
ciple in  the  organism  of  politics,  the  principle  of 
numbers,  the  principle  that  every  man  regard- 
less of  station,  power  and  ability,  is  absolutely 
and  essentially  equal.  It  is  the  principle  which 
has  been  summed  up  in  the  pregnant  sentence 
that  the  "will  of  the  greater  number  shall  pre- 
vail, even  if  in  error  over  the  will  of  the  most 
intelligent  of  minorities",  and  this  is  the  pri- 
mary note  of  "Modern  False  Democracy".  It 
is  the  antithesis  of  what  right  reason  and  order 
uphold.  It  is  a  contradiction  of  the  primary 
truth  that  the  state  is  an  ethical  organism, 
rooted  and  grounded  in  those  eternal  principles 
of  right  which  constitute  the  moral  order,  a 
verity  confessed  by  the  world's  greatest  philos- 
ophers and  political  teachers  from  Plato  and 
Aristotle  to  Augustine  and  Aquinas.  The  expo- 
nents of  this  false  idea  of  freedom  are  wont  to 
reiterate  eternally  the  manifest  sophism  of  the 
equivalence  of  all  men  in  the  body  politic,  "any 
man  equal  to  any  other"  an  uncivilized,  uncul- 
tured barbarian  possessed  of  as  great  a  voice  in 
the  government  of  the  world  as  a  Socrates  or 
Shakespeare;  Judas  Iscariot  equal  to  Jesus 
Christ.  A  manifest  sophism  surely  but  one  which 
has  become  an  accepted  article  of  belief  not  only 
among  ignorant  voters  and  the  demagogues 
whose  natural  prey  they  are  but  among  persons 
of  culture  and  education,  accredited  teachers  of 
men  who  might  be  expected  to  solve  clearly  the 
problems  of  the  day. 

Another  false  idea  equally  as  detrimental  to 
pure  government  is  the  notion  which  men  have 


formed  of  what"  people"  really  means.  The  poor- 
est and  most  numerous  class  is  not  the  people. 
There  are  other  elements  in  the  State  far  more 
important  than  poverty  and  numbers. 

A  primary  principle  of  political  science  is  the 
inequality  of  rights  resulting  from  the  natural 
inequality  of  men,  of  races,  and  of  nations.  It 
men  are  unequal  physically,  morally,  and  intel- 
lectually, most  clearly  they  should  not  be  con- 
sidered absolutely  equal  in  the  political  organiza- 
tion. Let  us  continue  in  this  false  democracy, 
let  the  mob  rule,  give  full  sway  to  numbers,  and 
what  will  result?  You  will  raise  to  the  throne 
not  the  reason  which  is  common  to  all  men  but 
the  aggregate  of  base  universal  passions.  For 
what  is  the  majority  if  it  is  not  a  few  strong 
men  who  lead,  some  knaves  who  propose  to 
temporize,  and  the  weak  multitude  who  follow, 
without  the  faintest  idea  of  what  they  want. 
Does  not  the  history  of  the  world  prove  that  the 
hurried  thought  or  rather  lack  of  thought  on 
the  part  of  the  masses  has  been  usually  wrong 
and  disastrous  in  its  results  to  society.  From 
the  beginning  the  choice  of  the  mob  has  fallen 
on  Barabbas. '  >  ■ .  i:  '■:-.y-'y^  :.::/\-\-)'}'\'r--^^^^^^^^^ 

Democracy,  true  pure  democracy,  is  not  the 
will  of  the  majority  as  such.  Democracy  is  that 
form  of  society,  no  matter  what  its  classifica- 
tion, in  which  every  man  has  a  chance  and  knows 
that  he  has  it.  It  does  not  mean  that  men  are 
prone  to  think  that  all  men  have  equal  chances. 
To  so  judge  would  be  to  underrate  the  ordinary 
discernment  on  the  part  of  men  whereby  abil- 
ity, power,  and  genius  are  discovered.  There 
are  fundamental  differences  in  talent,  worth 
and  those  other  qualities  which  reflect  lea :'er- 
ship  thajb  are  undeniable.  And  who  possessed 
of  the  minimum  of  intelligence  and  acting  con- 
scientiously will  hesitate  to  give  credit  where 
credit  is  due.  It  is  the  highest  privilege  and  the 
best  safeguard  men  can  have  to  select  men  wiser 
than  themselves  to  guide  and  direct  their 
affairs..,--  ■>  ■.  :  , : 

The  difficulties,  then,  which  confront  democ- 
racy are  not  the  questions  whether  or  not  there 
shall  be  leaders,  whether  or  not  one  shall  pre- 
vail over  the  main,  but  it  is  the  imptirting 
to  men  the  knowledge  that  all  men  have 
some  chances  and  the  giving  to  all  men  the 
chances  which  are  their  due.    Leaders  there  will 


6  .THEVILLANOVAN  .. 

/be  as  long  as  human  nature  exists,  for  with  Socialism  would  dry  the  very  sap  from  which  the 
nature  necessarily  follow  differences,  undeniable,  oak  of  commonwealth  is  sprung.  It  would  cut 
easily  recognizable  differences  in  power  of  intel-  off  the  very  roots  of  personal  ambitions  and 
lect,  of  body,  and  of  soul.  The  trouble  with  our  individual  character.  It  would  destroy  that 
life  today,  our  democratic  life,  is  that  there  are  self-help,  that  frugality  of  living  and  foresight 
some  men  who  have  no  chances,  there  are  others  on  the  part  of  individuals  which  nourish  and 
who  do  not  realize  and  consequently  do  not  sustain  the  vigorous  life  of  our  country.  Never 
grasp  their  opportunities,  and  finally  there  are  can  we  agree  with  the  radicalists  in  their  over- 
some  who  have  chances  which  are  not  their  due.  throw  of  all  organized   authority.     Law  and 

All  free  governments  are  governments  by  democracy,  restraint  and  true  freedom,  para- 
public  opinion  and  it  is  on  the  quality  of  this  doxical  as  it  may  seem,  go  hand  in  hand.  Cast 
opinion  that  their  prosperity  depends.  We  must  aside  the  idea  of  law,  remove  restraint  and  you 
then,  purify  the  element  of  which  our  very  well-  derationalize  the  universe. 

being  is  but  the  reflection.    We  must  by  educa-         The  solution,  then,  of  the  difficulties  which 

tion  of  the  mind,  heart,  and  soul,  teach  men  to  beset  the  path  of  democracy  are  not  mainly 

appreciate  properly  values  as  they  are  in  them-  questions  of  the  equitable  distribution  of  wealth 

selves,  to  value  good  that  is  real  rather  than  evil  and  property.    Nor  has  universal  suffrage  much 

which  appears  to  be  good.    Men  must  begin  to  to  do  with  the  real  issue  for  a  ballot  in  the  hands 

jealize  that  there  are  limitations  in  the  lives  of  is  less  dangerous  to  the  good  of  the  state  than 

(US  all,  that  we  have  chances  for  success  which  a  sense  of  wrong  in  the  head.    The  late  experi- 

;are  not  the  same  as  the  chances  of  those  pos-  ence  of  Russia  only  too  vividly  proves  this  truth, 
sessed  of  greater  ability.    We  must  realize  that         The  cure,  then,  of  the  evils  of  false  democracy 

success  is  relative,  that  without  leaders  there  is  not  to  be  found  in  legislation  alone.     The 

will  be  no  subjects  and  if  all  were  inferiors  there  taint  which  mars  the  purity  of  our  ideals  can- 

ivould  be  no  superiors.  ^  not  be  wiped  away  by  human  effort.     It  is  a 

There  is  always  the  fear,  however,  that  our  taint  which  vitiates  the  will  and  that  vitiation 

very  life  breath  may  be  poisoned  by  the  deadly  breeds  evil  deeds.     To  hinder  man  from  such 

exhalations  of  some  of  the  members  of  society,  deeds  by  fear  of  consequences  is  not  to  reform 

The  danger  which  confronts  us  today,  the  prob-  him.    Every  real  reform  must  rest  upon  the  cure 

lem  which  demands  immediate  solution  is  that  of  the  vitiated  volition.    It  must  be  moral,  not 

of  Bolshevism.    This  problem  is  but  the  direct  mechanical;    psychical  not  physical;    it  must 

result   of   socialistic   teaching.      It    is    nothing  start  from  within  not  from  without.    Its  motive 

more  than  the  practical  application  of  the  prin-  power  must  be  something  which  acts  directly 

ciples  of  the  Maximalists  who  desire  the  maxi-  and  powerfully  upon  the  will.    Education  alone 

mum  of  advantages  with  the  minimum  of  delay,  will  not  bring  about  the  change,  neither  will 

Undoubtedly  the  movement  is  a  perversion  of  material  well-being.     The  reformation  requires 

reason.    Fundamental  changes  which  affect  long  supersensuous,  superhuman,  spiritual  idea,  ideals 

developed  organization  cannot  be  brought  about  which  point  to  a  life  beyond  the  phenomenal 

in  a  day.    And  moreover  will  what  these  dream-  where  justice  shall  at  length  triumph,   ideals 

ers  promise   be  effected  upon  the  adoption  of  which  witness  to  a  supreme  moral  governor  who 

their  principles?    We  h^ive  no  proof  of  it.    We  shall  bring  about  that  triumph.         ;.;;;; 
can  no  more  attempt  to  equalize  the  conditions         Today  more  earnestly  than  ever  must  we 

and  fortunes  of  men  than  we  can  equalize  their  struggle  against  the  tendency  to  bring  every- 

ambitions  and  their  brains.     There  are  funda-  thing  within  the  confines  of  this  life.     Give  to 

mental  differences  in  men  that  can  never  be  man  as  his  sole  end  this  earthly  and  material 

balanced.    Still  we  can  do  something  to  check  existence  and  you  aggravate  all  his  misery  by 

influences   that  lead   to  abnormal   inequalities  the  inherent  negation;   you  lay  upon  wretches 

and  to  prevent  their  growing  more  enormous,  already  crushed  to  the  ground  the  unsupport- 

But  this  is  not  Bolshevism.    It  is  the  systematic  able  burden  of  nothingness;   you  convert  mere 

application  of   the  principles  of   right  reason,  suffering  which  is  the  law  of  God  into    despair 


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which  is  the  law  of  hell.    Hope  is  the  first  of  all  aloud — ^no   one   shall   have   suffered    in    vain, 

ameliorations.    How  little  do  our  finite  miseries  Death  is  a  restitution!  The  law  of  the  material 

,  t,  •  c  -J.    %-  1^    •       •     1  J      "xi-  world  is  equilibrium:  the  law  of  the  moral  world 

become  when  an  mfinite  hobe  is  mmgled  with  w^nuxof^^cii  '     ,  ,  ,.     .      .     ,.  . 

^,      ,  ,         „     ,  .is  equity.    There  would  be  no  dignity  in  living 

them.    The  duty  of  us  all  whatever  our  station  .^  ^^  ^^^^  ^^^^.^^^  ^^^^^^  ^^  ^.^    ^^^^  ^.^^^^^^^ 

in  life  IS  to  diffuse,  to  spread  abroad,  to  lavish  i^bor,  what  sanctifies  toil,  what   makes  man 

the  whole  energy  of  society  in  warring  against  strong,  good,  wise,  patient,  benevolent,  just,  at 

and  destroying  misery;    a,nd  at  the  same  time  once   humble   and   great,  worthy   of  intellect, 

to  lead  all  to  lift  their  heads  above  matter,  to  worthy  of  true  liberty,  is  to  have  ever  before 

direct  men   toward  a  life  beyond   this  where  him  a  vision  of  a  better  world  shining  athwart 

justice  shall  be  requited.     Let  us  proclaim  it  the  darkness  of  this  life. 


"The  Spy" 


The  rosy  dawn's  first  hazy  streaks  of  light 
Spread  slowly  o'er  the  misty  eastern  sky; 

The  birth  of  dewy  morn  has  banished  night, 
And  day  has  come,  a  day  in  blithe  July. 

The  drowsy  feathered  creatures  raise  their  heads, 

And  joyously  bid  welcome  to  the  day; 
The  droning  insects  leave  their  verdant  beds. 

And  frolic  through  the  grass  in  gladsome  Play; 

The  flowers  yield  their  fragrance  to  the  breeze. 
Each  petal, blest  with  glistening  drops  of  dew. 

While  o'er  the  blossoms  buzz  the  busy  bees; — 
And  now  the  dawn's  faint  pink  has  turned  to  blue. 

How  peaceful  is  this  mornl    How  sweet  the  call 
Of  Nature,  wakened  by  the  dawn's  first  peep! — 

But  what  is  that,  that  lies  against  yon  wall, 
That  silent  thing,  that  horrid,  huddled  heap? 

It  was  a  man,  a  spirit  brave  and  bold. 

Who  not  long  since,  with  hasty,  deep-drawn  breath, 
Had  looked  upon  the  dawn, — and  found  it  cold: 

Had  breathed  the  perfumed  air, — and  thought  of  death. 


8  THE   VILLANOVAN 


Valedictory — The  Triumph  of  Democracy 

By  H.  a.  Caffrey,  A.B. 

IT  EVER  has  been  and,  I  dare  say,  ever  will  the  pursuit  of  happiness.     Did  I  say  we  may 

be  a  characteristic  of  small  minds  to  at-  well  lezirn?     Nay,  rather,  we  /tawe  learned,  for 

tempt  to  depreciate  the  great  achievements  once  more  history  must  record  the  glorious  fact 

of  their  fellowmen.     However  noble,  however  that  America's  devotion  to  the  cause  of  human 

pure  and  exalted  may  have  been  the  motives  liberty  has  meant  the  triumph  of  democracy, 

that  prompted  the  work,  there  will  always  be  Well  do  we  know  that  human  nature  is  weak, 

found  some  one  by  whom  they  will  be  misin-  Well  do  we  realize  that  men  often  cover  over 

tepreted.  base   and   sordid   motives   with   high-sounding 

That  great  event,  which  for  the  last  five  years  phrases.     We  understand,   too,  that  prejudice 

has  occupied    the   thought   and   absorbed   the  and  ignorance  too  often  influence  our  judgments 

energies  of  the  entire  civilized  world,  is  a  many-  of    individuals    and    even    of    whole    nations, 

sided  question.    You  yourselves  know  the  great  Against  our  present  prejudice  toward  the  Ger^ 

divergence  of  opinions  regarding  it.     To  the  man  nation  as  a  nation,  the  boys  that  have 

practical  minds  of  this  busy  age,  even  war,  the  returned  from  over  the  seas  tell  us  of  the  stef" 

subject  of  boyhood's  romantic  aspirations,  the  ling  qualities  of  mind  and  heart  they  frequently 

thrilling  theme  of  artist  and  poet,   presented  met  with  in  the  German  people.     But,  where 

itself  as  a  cold,  business-like  proposition.     The  their  cherished  ideals  are   endangered,   strong 

twentieth  century  mind  seemed  to  be  incapable  men  are  aroused  to  action  by  facts ;   they  move 

of  becoming  ignited  and  inflamed  by  the  spark  with  calm  deliberation,  with  caution,  with  cir- 

of  patriotism  once  enkindled  by  the  great-souled  cumspection;    but  once  they  are  decided  as  to 

heroes  of  our  Revolutionary  and  Civil  Wars.  their  duty,  no  power  on  earth  can  stop  them. 

One  hundred  and  forty-three  years  ago  in  a  Who  does  not  remember  how,  step  by  step, 

little  hall  in  Philadelphia,  a  handful  of  thought-  America  came  to  the  momentous  decision  that 

ful,  determined  men  came  together.    In  ominous  this  war  was  not  Europe's,  but  her  own?    One 

silence  they  listened  to  the  reading  of  a  docu-  by  one  the  facts  leaked  out;    men  would  not 

ment;    then,  one  by  one,  they  picked  up  the  believe  them  at  first  for  they  seemed  beyond 

quill  pen  and  signed  their  names  to  it.     If  we  belief.     Neutral    Belgium    invaded,    American 

peer  over  their  shoulders  we  may  read  some  of  citizens  murdered  at  sea;   insidious  intrigue  dis- 

its  opening  words.     "We  hold  these  truths  to  covered  in  the  very  hearts  of  our  cities  and  even 

be  self-evident,"   it    runs,   "that  all  men   are  of  our  government.     Little  did  we  know  then 

created  equal;   that  they  are  endowed  by  their  of  the  false  philosophy,  the  pernicious  guiding 

Creator   with  certain   inalienable  rights ;    that  principles  that  lay  behind  these  overt  acts.    It  is 

among  these  are  life,  liberty,  and  the  pursuit  of  true  that  already  in  our  great  American  univer- 

happiness.    That  to  secure  these  rights  govern-  sities  and  in  many  of  our  smaller  institutions  of 

ments  are  instituted  among  men."    That  docu-  learning  German  Philosophy  had  advanced  far 

ment  was  the  Declaration  of  American  Inde-  in  its  attempted  destruction  of  the  principles  of 

pendence  and  those  signers  were  our  forefathers,  all  true  science  and  morality.    But  to  the  great 

No  one  today  questions  the  sincerity  of  the  American  populace,  it  was  something  strange  to 

men  of  those  times.    History  bears  witness  to  the  learn  that  the  individual  is  made  for  the  state, 

fact  that  they  gave  to  their  cause  the  supreme  not  the  state  for  the  individual;    that  "might 

pledge  of  fidelity,  their  life's  blood.    From  their  makes  right";    that  whatever  is  expedient  for 

example,   we,   their  sons,   may  well   learn  the  the  advancement  of  the  interests  of  the  state  is 

value  they  set  upon  the  ideals  of  democracy;  morally   right;     that   men   may   make   solemn 

upon  man's  inalienable  right  to  life,  liberty,  and  promises    and   agreements;     that   governments 


.  ■  ■*<.^;-.7;./..  .■■  ■■  .;.::>  jjjj .  .w.-TLt'JJt  .KMt ;  liiiji-i^irj'^j  'ifiife 


THE   VILLANOVAN 


may  pledge  themselves  to  respect  the  natural 
rights  of  mankind;  and  then,  in  the  twinkling 
of  an  eye,  when  the  day  arrives,  tear  ujp  those 
"scraps  of  paper",  break  their  word,  and  go 
counter  to  the  most  sacred  traditions  of  the 
human  race.  ■/■■;■"':'  '    ■. '^  ■■^■■\AK}i-.^''' ■;:>'\;"/^-'-' 

It  was  only  when  the  Conscription  Bill  was 
passed  that  America  realized  the  full  import  of 
these  facts.  Strong  men  grew  pale  and  silent; 
silvery-haired  mothers  and  happy  young  brides 
felt  their  hearts  grow  faint  within  them.  We 
were  told  that  the  world  must  be  made  safe  for 
democracy;  that  the  German  government  had 
tyrannically  announced  its  fixed  determination 
to  send  to  the  bottom  without  warning  every 
ship  that  came  within  certain  limits  marked  out 
by  herself.  Already  behind  her  ravaging  armies 
lay  Belgium  with  her  depopulated  cities  and  her 
black  ahd  charred  ruins;  before  them  rose  the 
stately  spires  of  Notre  Dame's  Cathedral  in 
Paris;  the  fate  of  the  world's  freedom  was 
hanging  in  the  balance.  ' 

At  that  moment  across  the  seas  swarmed  a 
host  of  khaki-clad  men;  into  the  shell-shot 
fields  of  France  they  advanced;  against  the 
onrush ing  tide  of  German  autocracy  and  domin- 
ion they  hurled  themselves.  Let  the  boys 
themselves  tell  you  the  rest;  let  them  recount 
to  you  those  never-to-be-forgotten  moments 
when,  in  death-like  silence,  they  crouched  at  the 
foot  of  the  trench  ladder  waiting  for  the  signal 
to  go  "over  the  top".  Fifty  years  from  now, 
breathless  children  will  sit  big-eyed  by  their 
grandfather's  chair  and  listen  to  his  story  as  he 
lives  over  again*  those  days  he  spent  at  the 
front. 

Peace  has  come;  the  world,  by  God's  help, 
has  been  made  safe  for  democracy.  Back  across 
the  seas  have  come  our  brown-skinned,  hard- 
ened brothers  to  the  arms  so  long  outstretched 
to  clasp  them.  The  boys  have  come  home  but — 
not  all!  Beneath  a  little  wooden  cross  in  some 
lonely  spot  in  France  lies  sleeping  some  American 
lad  whom  a  mother's  arms  will  never  again  clasp 
this  side  of  the  grave.  American  mothers,  too, 
have  made  their  contribution  to  the  cause  of 
human  liberty. 

About  fifty  years  ago,  over  the  graves  of  the 
heroes  that  fell  at  Gettysburg  in  defense  of  the 
self-same  cause  for  which  these  boys  have  just 


now  laid  down  the  gold  of  their  youth,  that  true 
lover  and  defender  of  American  democratic 
ideals,  Abraham  Lincoln,  said:  "From  these 
honored  dead  we  should  take  increased  devo- 
tion to  the  cause  for  which  they  have  given  the 
last  full  measure  of  devotion."  Those  words 
were  addressed,  not  only  to  the  Americans  that 
stood  before  the  draped  platform  on  that  day, 
but  they  were  addressed  to  all  future  Americans. 

The  world,  under  the  guiding  hand  of  Divine 
Providence,  has  escaped  the  terrible  fate  with 
which  it  was  threatened.  But,  there  is  yet  much 
to  be  done;  it  is  unreasonable  to  look  for 
immediate  results.  Concrete  conditions  in  the 
various  nations  of  the  world,  the  insincerity  and 
greed  of  individuals  and  of  nations,  false  notions 
of  the  meaning  of  democracy,  are  bound  to 
create  obstacles  to  a  speedy  settlement  of  all 
difficulties.  But  let  those  who  are  sceptical  of 
good  results  be  assured  that  at  last  the  will  of 
the  people,  as  long  as  it  is  directed  by  right 
reason,  has  come  into  its  own;  that  the  princi- 
ples of  liberty  and  justice  have  become  so  deeply 
imbedded  in  the  hearts  of  all  peoples  that  never 
at  any  future  date  will  any  one  man  or  any  set 
of  men  be  able  to  eradicate  them.  Well  did 
Lincoln  say  that  we  should  take  increased  devo- 
tion to  the  cause  for  which  our  fellow-country- 
men have  given  their  lives,  for  without  our  devo- 
tion and  our  sincere  co-operation  now  in  com- 
batting the  subtile  forces  that  are  working  for 
the  overthrowal  of  our  present  social  organiza- 
tion, their  sacrifice  will  have  been  made  in  vain. 
As  with  individuals,  so  with  nations,  "there's 
a  divinity  that  shapes  our  ends,  rough-hew  them 
how  we  will."  Engrossment  in  the  material 
things  of  this  world  and  forgetfulness  of  the 
higher  interests  of  her  people  have  meant  the 
downfall  of  the  Imperial  German  Government. 
May  we  profit  by  their  sad  example;  may  we 
learn  the  lesson  that  our  own  present-day  social 
reformers  ignore  and  even  despise,  the  eternal 
truth  that  "unless  the  Lord  build  the  house, 
they  labor  in  vain  that  build  it;  unless  the  Lord 
keep  the  city,  they  watch  in  vain  that  keep  it." 

Classmates,  you  know  why  I  have  concluded 
with  these  words.  You  know  the  motto  that 
we  chose  for  a  guiding  principle  during  our 
college  days  but  more  particularly  for  the  days 
of  which  this  is  but  the  commencement.     "Nisi 


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Dominus,  frustra."  In  vain  is  that  effort  which 
receives  not  its  support  and  guidance  from  the 
strong  right  arm  of  Almighty  God.  The  world 
today  is  in  sad  need  of  men  who  have  learned 
this  fundamental  truth;  men  who  are  not 
ashamed  to  call  God  their  Master.  It  is  our 
privilege  to  champion  it  during  the  days  to 
come.  Without  it,  it  were  vain  to  bid  each 
other  farewell,  but  with  it,  we  may  with  high 
hopes  express  that  parting  wish:    "Fare  thee 

wen!'Vr::-;;,,;;::;:;j^,^ 

To  you,  Father  President,  aihd  to  all  the  mem- 
bers of  the  faculty  of  Villanova  College,  we 
acknowledge  our  thankful  appreciation  of  every 
act  of  kindness  and  zeal  that  you  have  shown 
for  our  welfare  during  these  four  years.  You 
are  the  potters,  we  the  clay;  you  the  sculptors, 
we  the  marble.  The  wear  and  tear  of  time  and 
close  contact  with  the  unsettled  world  of  today 
will,  no  doubt,  change  the  appearance  of  your 
work,  but  our  confidence  in  the  stability  of  the 
effects  of  your  labor  encourages  us  to  hope  that 
the  change  will  be  but  the  perfecting  of  the 
work  you  have  so  painstakingly  begun. 

Undergraduates,  you  have  still  one,  two,  or 
three  years  of  golden  opportunity  before  you. 
All  too  short  is  the  time  of  preparation  for  a 
task  as  gigantic  as  that  which  awaits  the  Cath- 
olic college  graduate  of  today.  One  more  grad- 
uate that  lives  up  to  the  training  he  has  received 
means  one  more  defender  of  law  and  order  and 
one  more  opponent  of  the  spirit  of  rebellion  that 
is  so  rampant  today.  Remember  that  the 
priceless  boon  of  a  higher  education  is  not  a 
gratuitous  gift,  it  is  a  gift  that  implies  obliga- 


tions on  our  part;  it  is  a  debt  that  we  owe  in 
justice  to  our  parents,  to  society,  and  to  God. 
Oh,  how  much  we  need  to  be  reminded  of  that 
truth  which  has  made  even  saints  tremble:  "To 
whom  much  is  given,  of  him  much  will  be 
required,":--''-:.;;-:-;^'/-''''' 

Parents,  relatives,  and  friends,  the  terrific 
onslaught  of  one  enemy  of  society  has  been 
beaten  back;  the  world  stands  panting  and 
breathless  from  its  mighty  effort  to  save  itself 
from  destruction.  But  be  not  deceived  into 
believing  that  the  struggle  to  preserve  our  ideals 
of  government  is  over, — it  is  but  begun.  Inti- 
mate contact  with  the  squalor  and  mud  of  the 
trenches,  with  hunger  and  thirst,  with  screaming 
shells  and  bleeding,  dying  men,  are  experiences 
whose  effects  are  not  lightly  to  be  shaken  off. 
Already  our  criminal  registers  show  an  alarming 
increase  in  crime;  the  deadly  poison  of  scien- 
tific Socialism,  the  unrestrained  license  and  vio- 
lence of  Bolshevists  and  Anarchists  are  striking 
at  the  very  foundations  of  our  social  and  polit- 
ical organization;  Godless  science  is  perverting 
the  minds  and  corrupting  the  hearts  of  our 
American  university  and  college  youths,  the 
very  ones  who  should  be  our  trusted  leaders  in 
this  struggle.  You  remember  how,  two  years 
ago,  one  of  your  sons  came  to  you  and  said: 
"Dad,  war  has  been  declared,"  and  to  his 
inquiring  look  you  replied :  "  Go,  my  boy,  and 
may  God  be  with  you!"  Today  that  other  son 
of  yours  asks  a  similar  blessing  ere  he  enters 
the  lists  with  the  sworn  enemies  of  all  law  and 
order.  Crown  your  work,  the  secret  and  uncom- 
plaining sacrifices  of  years.  To  his,  "  Farewell ! " 
you  reply  in  your  heart,  "God  be  with  you!" 


THE  VILLANOVAN  11 


Glass  History 


James  J.  Egan  thing.    He  has  waded  through  several  difficult 

"Jim"  branches  of  mathematics  unscathed,  while  many 

of  his  classmates  fell  by  the  wayside.    The  stuff 

The  editor  sat  in  his  sanctum,  his  countenance  just  seemed  to  come  to  him — I'm  not  saying 

furrowed  with  care,  how,  that  is  aside  from  the  question — the  main 

His  mind  at  the  bottom  of  business,  his  feet  at  the  thing  is  that  it  reached  him.    He  usually  stands 

top  of  a  chair,  among  the  leaders  in  all  his  classes  except  Greek 

His  chair-arm  an  elbow  supporting,  his  right  hand  which  he  could  not  completely  master.    Jim,  as 

upholding  his  head,  all  his  friends  know,  has  an  unfailing  supply  of 

His  eyes  on  a  dusty  old  table,  with  different  docu-  wit  and  one  day  while  in  Greek  class  this  wit 

ments  spread.  happened  to  overflow  with  the  result  that  Mr. 

Egan  was  summarily  escorted  to  the  door  by  an 

The  writer  has  been  seriously  considering  for  irate  professor.    Our  hero  found  that  professor's 

some  time,  the  expediency  of  invoking  the  Muse  temperament  so  uncongenial  that  he  immedi- 

knowing  full  well  the  inadequacy  of  his  poor  ately  sought  a  permanent  transfer  to  another 

efforts  in  treating  of  so  distinguished  and  cele-  class. 

brated  a  personage  as  James  J.  Egan.    Virgil  had  To  use  the  words  of  the  poet,  Jim  **  has  borne 

a  great  theme,  so  had  Homer,  and  if  my  memory  his  blushing  honors  thick  upon  him."     He  has 

serves  me  correctly  both  invoked  the  goddess,  cut  quite  a  swath  in  college  journalism  and  has 

The  present  writer  has  also  a  great  theme  on  the  distinction  of  being  a  charter  member  of  the 

which  to  labor,  but  he  is  not  Virgil,  or  Homer,  Villanovan  staff.     In  his  Sophomore  year  he 

nor  does  he  know  the  traditional  formula  for  figured  as  Business  Manager,  the  next  year  as 

addressing    the    Muse.    Therefore    he  contents  Exchange  Editor,  and  the  past  year  has  seen 

himself  with  a  silent  prayer  for  inspiration  and  him  in  the  exalted  position  of  Editor-in-Chief, 

humbly  begins  his  task.  and  the  many  scintillating  editorials  which  have 

James  J.  Egan  is  a  tall,  slim,  serious-looking  come  from  his  facile  pen  eloquently  bespeak 
chap  about  six  feet  in  height.  His  face  is  oval,  his  work.  In  addition  to  this  he  is  manager  of 
his  nose  aquiline,  his  eyes  quiet  and  thoughtful —  the  'Varsity  baseball  team  and  president  of  the 
everything  in  his  appearance  would  seem  to  Epsilon  Phi  Theta.  Success  attended  his  efforts 
indicate  that  he  was  a  youth  of  a  serious  and  as  president  of  the  Athletic  Association, 
studious  bent.  But  alas,  the  contrary  is  true.  A  person  who  knows  Jim  well  can  distinguish 
Two  minutes'  conversation  with  him  will  prove  in  him  several  characteristic  phases.  As  editor 
that  he  considers  nothing  serious  and  all  his  he  appears  with  the  corrugated  brow,  distracted 
classmates  know  that  he  will  never  become  near-  mien,  and  wild  eyes  that  all  journalists  are- sup- 
sighted  or  round-shouldered  from  close  applica-  posed  to  have.  He  will  speak  incoherently  of 
tion  to  study.  Jim's  attitude  toward  class  work  "matter  for  our  next^issue",  of  "going  to  press 
is  one  of  cheerful  neglect,  but  by  dint  of  luck  tomorrow",  of  "scribbling  off  editorials",  etc. 
and  a  hurried  glance  at  the  matter  before  exams  As  manager  of  the  baseball  team,  we  see  Jim  a 
he  always  manages  to  make  a  creditable  showing,  cailm,    responsible-looking  young  college  man, 

I  believe  I  insinuated  that  Jim  was  a  person-  consulting  earnestly  with  rival  nianagers  and 

age.    That  is  not  wrong — I  am  endeavoring  to  speaking  pompously  of  "my  team",  "our  com- 

write   an  appreciation,   not  a  satire.     And   in  ing  trip",  and  so  on.    As  the  smiling  and  dapper 

proof  of  my  contention  that  Jim  is  a  personage  president  of  the  Epsilon  Phi  Theta,  we  see  him 

I  simply  point  to  his  record.    I  believe  Jim  has  enthusiastically  discussing  the   next  dance  or 

collected  several  medals  or  came  near  collecting  banquet  the  society  is  to  give.    But  when  you 

them  which  amounts  to,  pretty  nearly  the  same  hear  a  chorus  of  voices  breaking  the  quiet  of 


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the  stellary  night  by  warbling  off  the  latest  song 
hits  and  distinguish  a  high  nicotine-tenor  voice 
above- the  others  then  you  may  know  that  Jim 
has  cast  aside  his  roles  and  is  just  being  himself. 
What  the  future  holds  in  store  for  this  promis- 
ing youth  is  a  matter  of  conjecture.  Asa  journal- 
ist his  success  is  assured.  Perhaps  we  will  see  him 
presiding  as  a  professor  in  the  class  room.  He 
may  be  an  automobile  facer  as  he  has  always 
manifested  a  marked  passion  for  machines. 
Whatever  his  calling,  his  classmates  know  that 
the  same  spirit  which  brought  him  such  signal 
honors  during  his  college  course  will  insure  his 
success  in  after  life.  We  will  miss  Jim  when  he 
is  gone,  we  will  miss  the  gay  and  vivacious  spirit 
that  was  always  characteristic  of  him  and  we 
feel  that  Villanova  is  sending  forth  a  son  of 
whom  she  may  well  be  proud,  one  who  is  loyal, 
earnest,  staunch,  and  true,  a  Villanovan  first, 
last,  and  always. 


Edward  J.  Quinn 
"Ed" 

Out  of  the  hills  of  Jessup  came 

This  son  of  old  King  Coal, 
His  heart  aglowing  with  the  flame, 

That  cheers  a  weary  soul. 

Unfortunately  for  the  accuracy  of  our  bio- 
graphical research,  we  have  been  unable  to 
ascertain  the  exact  date  of  Ed's  entrance  into 
this  earthly  vale.  The  reason,  however,  is  due 
to  no  lack  of  endeavor  or  willingness  upon  our 
part.  Circumstances  have  been  entirely  beyond 
our  control.     However, 

'^  Causa  latet;  res  est  notissima." 
Conjectures  and  suppositions  have,  indeed,  been 
freely  advanced,  but  without  much  satisfaction 
to  an  exacting  inquirer.  Ed  himself  is  extremely 
reticent  upon  the  point;  and  documentary  evi- 
dence is  unavailable,  in  view  of  the  fact  that, 
during  the  early  days  of  the  Civil  War,  the  Town 
Hall  of  Peckville,  Pa.,  together  with  its  musty 
collection  of  records  and  accounts,  was  totally 
destroyed.  This  illusive  day,  however,  was,  to 
say  the  least,  most  momentous  for  all  Peck- 
villians.  Tradition  has  it  that  Ed  was  unani- 
mously awarded  the  "blue  ribbon"  at  the  All- 


Pennsylvania  Baby  Show.  Indeed,  if  it  be  true 
that  time  often  plays  its  pranks  in  reversing  our 
earliest  prospects,  we  feel  no  hesitancy  in  believ- 
ing that  here  was  a  handsome  child. 

But  an  event,  remarkable  both  for  its  epoch 
making  and  epical  significance,  was  his  departure 
for  Villanova.  The  good  citizens  "back  home", 
in  solemn  assemblage,  renamed  the  town 
"Jessup",  which,  being  interpreted  from  the 
Serio-Comiticklish  dialect  signifies  "O,  joy!" 

When  yet  of  a  tender  age  (for  he  was  a  most 
precocious  youth),  Ed  was  wont  to  muse  upon 
the  words  of  the  poet  Goethe :"  Happy  that 
man  that  early  learns  the  wide  chasm  that  lies 
between  his  wishes  and  his  powers."  It  was  his 
ambition  to  drive  a  twenty-mule  team,  bigger 
than  any  he  had  seen  in  the  great  coal  mines, 
right  past  his  own  door.  But  it  was  not  to 
be  realized  until  his  college  days.  For  there 
he  "drove"  nobly  and  well  over  all  those  obsta- 
cles that  are  deemed  inseparably  a  part  of  every 
well-regulated  college  course.  Nor  is  this  all. 
He  has  the  unique  distinction,  despite  the  oppo- 
sition of  learned  men  and  zealous  classmates,  of 
furnishing  a  triumphant  refutation  of  the 
Scholastic  theory  of  functional  ethics.  No  less 
scholarly  and  convincing  are  his  observations 
on  the  "ins  and  outs"  of  a  politician's  life  in  his 
"Voice  from  the  Ballot  Box." 

A  certain  celebrity  has  said,  that  "he,  who 
brings  with  him  into  a  clamorous  multitude  the 
timidity  of  recluse  speculation,  and  has  never 
hardened  his  front  in  public  life,  or  accustomed 
his  passions  to  the  vicissitudes  and  accidents, 
the  triumphs  and  defeats  of  a  mixed  conversa- 
tion, will  blush  at  the  stare  of  petulant  credulity, 
and  suffer  himself  to  be  driven  by  a  burst  of 
laughter,  from  the  fortresses  of  demonstration. 
That's  Ed  all  over.  Would  that  this  celebrity 
had  enjoyed  the  acquaintance  of  our  venerable 
patriarch.  Nothing  under  the  sun  canfeasehim, 
no  man  born  of  woman  has  driven  him  from 
said  fortress.  As  a  conversationalist  he  rivals 
in  eloquence  and  copiousness  either  Dryden, 
Addison,  or  Doctor  Johnson.  His  soir^s  are 
attended  with  even  greater  eagerness  and  rel- 
ished with  greater  gusto  than  were  those  places 
of  rendezvous,  the  "Grecian",  "Will's",  or 
"Button's",  by  the  wits, the  gallants,  the  politi- 
cians, and  the  men  of  letters  of  our  golden  age 


-THE  VILLANOVAN  t? 

of  literature.    Ed  is  eloquent  with  his  hands  and        When  it  comes  to  his  athletic  ability,  he  is 

his  "conversations"  are  punctuated  with  the  without  doubt  the  best  rooter  the  class  teams 

most     artistic     gestures — an     accomplishment'  have. 

which  he  acquired,  no  doubt,  in  hi§  days  as  a         Bernie  has  been  with  us  throughout  the  course 

railroad  telegrapher.  and  in  that  time  he  has  won  the  esteem  and 

We  shall  surely  miss  his  genial  spirit  and  seek  friendship  of  all  his  companions.     It  is  with 

far   before  we  should  enjoy   a  more  amiable  deep  regret  and  best  wishes  for  the  greatest 

fellowship.    But  we  shall  continue  with  him —  success,  that  say  we  farewell  to  the  loyal  and 

"  To  virtue's  heights,  with  wisdom  well  supplied,  ever  true  Bernie. 

And  all  the  magazine  of  learning  fortified ." 

J.J.E. 

John  F.  O'Brien 
Bernard  M.  Albers  "O'Bie" 

"Histories  make  men  wise;    poets,  witty;    the         ''Keep  him  away  from  paper,  pen,  and  ink" 
mathematics,   subtle;    natural  philosophy,   deep, 

moral,  grave;  logic  and  rhetoric,  able  to  contend."         John  is  the  only  member  of  our  class  born 

— Bacon.  outside  of  the  United  States.    It  has  been  said 

It  is  in  adversity  and  under  adverse  circum-  by  some  that  we  owe  his  presence  to  the  kind- 
stances  that  the  man  is  known  for  what  he  is;  ness  of  an  ambassador  who  pleaded  that  thie- 
and  let  it  be  said  that  Bernie  is  every  inch,  of  immigration  laws  of  our  country  be  suspended; 
his  two  yards,  a  man.  until  he  landed,  but  whether  our  gratitude  is. 

Hailing  from  Lawrence  has  been  his  one  and  due  to  an  ambassador  or  not  we  are  all  mighty- 
only  blunder  in  life.     Since  we  have  made  his  glad  that  he  is  here.       ^  ^  ^ 
acquaintance  in  '14  he  has  set  a  pace  both  in         John  first  saw  the  light  of  day  in  a  little 
studies  and  in  good  fellowship  that  will  make  village  in  New  Jersey ;    said  village  is  usually 
the  very  best  step  lively  to  keep  in  line.  called  Ridgefield  Park.     Owing  to  its  size,  or 

The  talents  confided  to  his  keeping  he  has  rather  lack  of  size,  it  always  has  escaped  the 

assuredly   doubled.     Some   are   common     but  notice  of  map  makers.    The  only  good  quality 

Others  are  of    the  highest   and  rarest  quality,  to  which  it  may  point  with  pride  is  the  fact 

He  has  the  art  of  application  in  a  perfected  that  John  came  from  there.  We  all  agree  that 
way.  We  will  undoubtedly  give  him  the  honors  it  is  a  good  place  to  come  from.  John  lingered 
for  his  ability  as  an  actor.  To  these  he  has  there  for  the  first  few  years  of  his  existence  and 
added  wit  and  good  looks.  This  latter  he  has  then  desirous  of  seeing  the  United  States  he  left 
doubled  by  the  fascinating  way  he  "does"  his  his  native  lair  and  came  to  Villanova. 
hair.  It  is  of  record  that  he  can  "  out-morpheus  John  always  has  been  an  ardent  admirer  of 
Morpheus"  or  sleep  under  all  conditions,  but  a  certain  gentleman  known  as  William  Shake- 
when  he  is  aroused  from  this  state,  he  will  speare.  Oft  in  our  walks  on  a  balmy  day  in 
always  say  he  was  only  lost  in  the  most  pointed  June,  have  we  come  upon  him,  seated  under  the 
sociological  and  ethical  problems  of  the  day.  sheltering  leaves  of  a  big  maple  with  his  arms 

But  when  we  speak  of  his  histrionic  talent,  we  around — a  big   volume   of   Shakespeare.     We 

bow  our  heads  in  humble  acknowledgment  and  have  it  on  the  authority  of  his  mother  that  at 

confess  our  inability  to  do  him  justice.     His  the  age  of  three  he  could  recite  from  memory 

oratory  is  flawless — a  "howling"  success.    His  all  the  plays  of  the  above-mentioned  author, 

gesture,  well — he  can  keep  his  mouth  shut  and  He  was  particularly  fond  of  "Love's  Labour's 

make  you  understand  what  he  is  thinking.  Lost". 

We  call  him  Bernie,  but  if  you  could  see  him         John  always  has  been  "the"  English  student 

patrol  the  walk  between  tfi^  postoffice  and  the  of  our  class.    Time  and  time  again  has  he  proved 

classical  building,  you  wonder  why   he   never  his  worth  of  settling  literary  discussions  which 

received  the  title  "Cop".  have    arisen    between    "Eddie"    and    "Roff". 


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Besides,  John  is  a  playwright  of  no  mean  ability,  has  no  history.  But  in  every  boy's  career  at 
Once  upon  a  time  he  wrote  a  play  and  was  about  college  certain  distinctive  features  appear  sooner 
to  stage  it  but  the  armistice  was  signed  so,  of  or  later,  and  it  is  by  means  of  these  character- 
course,  all  that  kind  of  stuff  was  called  off.  In  istics  that  that  boy  lives  forever  in  the  memories 
addition  to  the  aforesaid  accomplishments  John  of  his  classmates. 

is  also  a  "finished"  musician  (we  sincerely  hope  Eight  years  have  quietly  glided  by  since  .Mex 

that  the  word  "finished"  will  not  be  the  occa-  first  withdrew  from  his  birthplace  in  Philadel- 

sion  of  the  punsters  coming  out  from  their  phia  and  settled  down  at  "old  Villanova"  for 

corners).    At  any  hour  of  the  day  one  may  see  the   "long  grind"   (as  it  appeared  then).     It 

him  seated  by  his  window  tickling  the  strings  seems  that  he  must  have  been  warned  befof e- 

of  his  "lyre".    As  a  singer  John  always  has  been  hand  of   the  hard,  wearisome   road  that  lay 

a  "howling"  success.  ahead  of  him  for  he  quickly  set  to  work  to 

John's  side  line  specialty  is  the  study  of  the  acquire  those  qualities  that  are  necessary  for  a 
Greek  language.  He  was  so  proficient  in  the  long-distance  runner.  Apparently  realizing  the 
handling  of  "horses"  that  he  was  offered  a  com-  need  of  reserving  his  strength  for  the  final  spurt 
mission  in  the  United  States  Cavalry .  He  always  (coming  events,  Senior  Ethics  and  Sociology 
has  been  a  connoisseur  on  high-bred  animals,  must  have  cast  their  shadows  before  them),  Alex 
'Tis  said  of  him  that  while  he  was  taking  his  adopted  an  easy-going,  loping  pace,  which  after 
final  exam  in  Greek  he  burned  with  so  great  a  a  time  became  habitual  with  him.  Other  run- 
desire  for  the  company  of  his  "horse"  that  he  ners  might  spurt  past  him  at  a  nervous,  vigor- 
cried  out  in  despair,  "My  horse,  my  horse,  my  ous  speed,  but  still  he  loped  along  as  uncon- 
kingdom  for  a  horse."  cerned  as  ever,  content  to  stay  with  the  crowd, 

To  know  John  is  to  love  him.  We  have  known  at  least  for  the  present, 

him  for  four  years  so  rightly  may  we  say  that  Even  a  loping  pace,  however,  at  times  becomes 

we  love  him.    During  his  four  years  at  Villanova  tiresome.     This   fact  Alex  soon  learned  from 

he  has  shown  that  a  sunny  disposition,  an  unlim-  observation  of  the  tactics  of  fellow  runners  and 

ited  supply  of  brains,  and  a  style  of  writing  sel-  from  that  inner  voice  that  ever  and  anon  called 

dom  found  in  the  average  college  student  are  him.     To  remove  this  difficulty,  he  assumed 

only  a  few  of  his  accomplishments.    With  his  another  very  convenient  habit.    When  the  strain 

many   fine   stories    has    he   upheld   that    high  of  even  moderate  running  began  to  become  irk- 

standard  of  the  Villanovan  which  was  attained  some,  he  quietly  dropped  down  by  the  roadside 

by  the  members  of  the  departed  classes.  and  sought  refreshment  in  "daydreams".    But, 

Now  that  our  college  days  are  over,  different  sad  to  say,  day-dreaming  and  the  study  of 
walks  in  life  are  open  to  us,  and  no  two,  perhaps,  Greek  cannof  be  reconciled.  This  truth  the 
will  tread  on  the  same  path.  The  parting,  gentle  (?)  professor,  after  repeated  efforts,  sue- 
indeed,  will  be  a  sorrowful  one  and  with  regret  ceeded  in  driving  home  by  means  of  an  eraser 
will  we  say  good-bye  to  the  friend  and  com-  and  a  stereotyped  expression,  which  was  not, 
panion  of  our  college  days.     We  all  will  miss  however,  true:  "Malone,  you're  a  consummate 

"O'Bie",  but  our  great  consolation  is  that  we     a !  !  !" 

will  hear  from  him  again  doing  grander  and  It  is  with  genuine  class  pride  that  we  point 

nobler  things  in  the  days  that  are  in  store  for  to  the  fact  that,  despite  personal  sickness  and 

him.  family  bereavements,  Alex's  good  nature  and 

sociability  have  remained  to  the  last  undimin- 

Alexander  J.  Malone  ished.    Indeed,  it  may  be  noted  here  that  any 

attempt  at  a  joke  (and  their  name  is  Legion, — 

"Wisely  and  slow;  they  stumble  that  run  fast."  the  attempts,,  not  the  jokes)  would  not  be  con- 
sidered successful  by  his  classmates  if  it  failed 

In  the  sense  of  the  saying  that  "good  women,  to  call  forth  Alex's  customary  symbol  of  appro- 
like happy  nations,  have  no  history,"  we  may  val,  "Haw!  haw!  haw!"  With  such  a  fund  of 
say  that  the  normal  college  boy  of  good  sense  good  nature  and  a  mind  that  has  yet  to  reveal 


j,.xj^'2tsldi::  '.■^■iJ^tt'^AiiijJiiii 


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its  hidden  beauties,  which  are  now  only  begin- 
ning to  display  themselves  in  literary  and  philo- 
sophical thought,  our  remembrance  of  this  class- 
mate of  ours  will  always  remain  vivid  and 
pleasant. 

If,  as  the  poet  says,  "What's  past  is  pro- 
logue," then  it  is  with  the  keenest  and  most 
sympathetic  interest  that  we  shall  peer  down 
the  shady  road  of  time  over  which  Alex  has  yet 
to  pass,  expecting  (as  we  have  every  right  to 
expect)  to  discern  future  evidences  of  the  same 
manly  and  generous  qualities  of  mind  and  heart 
that  we  have  been  allowed  to  enjoy  during  these 
happy  years  of  intimate  classroom  association. 


Anselm  Moreau 
"Adolih" 

Prit  pour  mon  pays 
Ready  for  my  country. 

— Lord  Monson. 

Fresh  from  the  battlefields  of  France,  like  a 
ray  of  sunshine  from  his  native  land,  Anselm 
burst  upon  us  the  first  of  the  year  unheralded, 
unexpected,  and  unknown.  We  looked  upon 
him  then,  in  his  bright  blue  uniform  of  the 
French  National  Army,  more  as  an  object  of 
curiosity,  perhaps,  than  as  one  who  would  soon 
walk  right  into  the  hearts  of  his  fellow  class- 
mates and  threaten  to  remain  there  for  the  rest 
of  their  lives.  What  a  change  time  hath 
wrought! 

When  it  came  time  for  us  to  acquaint  the 
world  with  the  life  history  of  this  young  man, 
his  great  modesty  made  him  the  sphinxiest  of 
sphinxs  so  far  as  getting  any  information  from 
him  was  concerned.  However,  with  charac- 
teristic Villanovan  efficiency,  we  promptly  dis- 
patched our  Special  Correspondent  to  France, 
with  gratifying  results. 

Anselm  was  born  at  Vendue,  the  sunniest 
part  of  sunny  France,  as  might  be  surmised  from 
the  continual  sunshine  reflected  in  his  smile 
and  disposition. 

When  the  great  war  broke  out,  Adolph  was 
a  student  at  Richelieu  College,  in  Vend6e,  but 
like  all  the  youths  of  his  country,  the  cry  of 
distress  from  his  motherland  quickly  brought 
him  to  her  side  proud  and  willing  to  give  her 


his  life's  blood  if  necessary.  The  next  year  saw 
him  in  the  thick  6f  the  bloodiest  battles  of  the 
war,  never  faltering  in  his  duty,  armed  with  a 
spirit  that  knows  no  defeat,  and  a  Faith  that 
knows  no  death. 

**  Itis  his  task,  a  slave  of  liberty, 
With  his  own  blood  to  wipe  away  a  stain." 
A  piece  of  shrapnel  put  an  end  to  his  career  as 
an  active  soldier,  and  when  his  Government 
decided  to  give  some  of  its  soldiers  the  advan- 
tages of  an  American  education,  working  on  the 
theory  that  the  best  was  not  too  good  for  the 
best,  Adolph  was  sent  to  Villanova. 

Though  possessing  but  a  scattered  knowledge 
of  English  to  start  with,  Adolph  soon  acquired 
a  "speaking  acquaintance"  with  the  language, 
and  now  talks  like  a  native,  though  at  times  his 
quaint  twisting  of  sentences  brings  out  meanings 
that  he  never  intended.  As  a  student  he  is  "as 
bright  as  a  whip",  as  the  saying  goes,  and  has 
made  remarkable  progress  in  the  face  of  all  the 
obstacles  that  naturally  come  to  one  in  a  strange 
land,  with  its  differences  of  tongue  and  customs. 

Whatever  Adolph  will  gain  from  his  sojourn 
in  this  country,  we  know  that  it  will  be  no 
better  than  what  we  have  gained.  He  has 
clearly  taught  us  that  accidents  of  tongue  and 
nationality  do  not  change  the  nature  of  the 
human  heart,  for  all  the  true  and  noble  charac- 
ters are  not  on  this  side  of  the  Atlantic.  On 
leaving  our  shores  he  will  part  with  a  host  of 
friends  who  are  better  for  his  short  visit,  and 
sadder  for  his  departure. 


Francis  D.  Ronan 

-     ■■    ;"Bunk"      / 

"  The  best  of  men  have  ever  loved  repose.*' 

— Thomson. 

Frank  Ronan  was  not  with  us  long  before  we 
perceived  that  all  his  activities  were  subordi- 
nated to  one  particular  indoor  sport — he  had  a 
retiring  disposition — and  as  "bed"  seemed  too 
uncouth  and  far  too  unromantic,  we  christened 
him  "Bunk". 

"Bunk"  unblushingly  and  persistently  claims 
Andover,  Mass.,  as  his  original  hiding  place  in 
spite  of  all  protestations  on  the  part  of  that 
well-meaning  hamlet.     Where  the  controversy 


I.                                                                      _       '  ■    .     ,         .                        .'                 ■                    •         ■ 

16  THE   VILLANOVAN 

would  end  it  is  hard  to  say  if  Frank  hadn't  sunny  smile,  an  unruffled  disposition,  and  that 
decided  to  relinquish  all  blame  on  the  condition  seldom  found  "magnetic  personality"  that 
that  they  would  let  him  be  buried  there.  He  draws  to  him  all  with  whom  he  comes  in  con- 
says  that  it  would  make  him  feel  surer  that  he  tact,  he  is  a  fine  example  of  a  man  who  has  been 
was  really  dead.  well  named — ^Frank.    To  know  him  is  to  add  a 

Manifesting  an  intelligence  rarely  if  ever  new  ray  to  the  sunshine  of  life,  but  to  be  num- 
found  in  the  youth  of  his  town,  Frank  early  dis-  bered  among  his  friends  is  "a  consummation 
covered  that  if  he  would  tread  the  path  of  wis-  devoutly  to  be  wished."  We  have  chosen  him 
dom  and  knowledge  to  the  golden  heights  of  as  our  class  President,  a  silent  but  eloquent 
fame  and  success,  he  must  necessarily  relinquish  expression  of  our  esteem  for  him,  and  the  sever- 
for  a  time  his  death  grip  on  the  maternal  apron  ing  of  college  ties  will  send  with  him  our  heart- 
strings, bid  good-bye  to  the  cows  and  chickens  felt  godspeeds  and  well  wishes, 
(one  species  only  in  his  town)  and  trust  himself 
to  the  guiding  hand  of  Villanova.  Gerard  Francis  X.  Hart 

His   first  year   here   was   uneventful    to   all  ,      "Jerry" 
appearances.     Most  of  his  time  was  spent  in 

apologizing  for  his  intrusion,  explaining  to  his  "And  feel  that  I  am  happier  than  I  know." 

fellow  students  just  where  Andover  would  be  'r:';'-^ryy:c:::.:y-r-}:':\\-r'--':^^^^ 

situated  if  the  map  makers  were  a  little  more  Coming  from  a  place  with  a  name  as  eupho- 

intelligent,  and  in  perfecting  himself  in  his  spe-  nious  as  Hyde  Park  (Mass.),  one  might  be  led 

cial  line  of  endeavor.    "I  let  fall  the  windows  of  to  expect  the  history  of  "Jerry's"  life  to  be 

mine  eyes."  enshrouded  with  obscurity.     The  truth  is  far 

We  next  find  him  on  his  back  in  a  hospital  otherwise.  He  is  by  no  means  a  man  of  mys- 
nursing  a  broken  leg,  or  better  still,  having  it  tery,  yet  not  to  know  him  intimately  is  to  be 
nursed,  and  surrounded  day  and  night  by  an  unable  to  fully  appreciate  his  character.  The 
adoring  multitude,  who  gazed  at  him  with  wide-  letter  X  in  his  name  is  our  old-time  friend  the 
eyed  admiration  while  he  graphically  explained  algebraic  equivalent  for  things  unknown.  By 
how  he  had  saved  the  game  at  the  trifling  cost  constant  association  with  "Jerry"  during  the 
of  a  broken  leg.  His  sojourn  there  was  a  very  four  years  at  Villanova  many  of  the  values  of 
pleasant  one — to  quote  his  own  words,  he  had  the  X  have  been  discovered, 
a  "lovely"  time,  and  under  gentle  care  he  was  "Jerry's"  game  of  life,  as  is  the  case  with  the 
soon  able  to  lead  an  "upright"  life  again,  and  rest  of  us  mortals,  has  not  been  entirely  error- 
returned  to  our  midst.  That  the  accident  left  less.  But,  perforce  of  results,  we  are  constrained 
its  effects  on  him  seems  evident  from  the  fact  to  admit  that  each  of  his  mistakes  has  been  but 
that  while  the  rest  of  us  were  walking  through  an  "illuminating  error".  As  a  good  pilot  for 
the  Greek  and  Latin  courses,  Frank's  strength  the  oncoming  Juniors  he  has  left  the  tortuous 
failed  him  at  times  and  he  found  it  necessary  to  course  of  undergraduate  days  dotted  with 
ride.  those    "kindly   lights"    which    point    the    way 

In  appearance,  Frank  is  a  veritable  Apollo:  through  the  channel  to  success. 

in  fact,  on  close  measurement,  we  would  say  By  reason  of  his  stature  "Jerry"  leads  us  all. 

that  he  was  two  ApoUos.    As  a  singer  and  black-  He  is  the  smallest  man  in  the  class.     But  he 

face  comedian,  he  has  Al  Jolson  backed  to  the  stoutly  maintains  that  we  must  not  mistake  the 

-wall,  crying  for  help.    Don't  blame  Al  for  that,  container  for  the  thing  contained.    "Great  oaks 

as  you  would  do  the  same  if  you  heard  him.  from    little    acorns    grow."      Indeed    we    have 

Now  that  these  disclosures  have  driven  this  noticed  that  of  late  he  has  become  quite  an 

jnuch-abused  young  man  to  hide   himself  for  intellectual  giant.    Social  psychology  is  his  pet 

shame,  while  he  is  out  of  sight  we  will  reveal  a  science  and  at  solving  its  intricate  problems  he 

few  of  his  many  rare  qualities  that  bind  us  to  is  a  little  wonder. 

him  and  make  us  proud  to  call  him  our  class-  It  cannot  be  said  that  "Jerry"  was  exactly 

mate,  and  above  all,  our  friend.    Blessed  with  a  an  enthusiastic   student   in   our   early   college 


■■  .  A,.'a^4'ii<st; 


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IT 


days.  No  one  would  ever  dream  of  dubbing 
him  a  "grind".  Any  hour  of  the  day  he  could 
be  found  sound  asleep.  But  when  he  got  started 
his  activities  were  marked  by  extraordinary  vim 
and  zest.  The  potentialities  of  oratorical  ability 
that  resided  in  him  were  attested  to  at  the  end 
of  Freshman  when  he  was  mentioned  as  second 
in  merit  in  the  contest  in  oratory.  Quite 
recently  we  have  been  witnesses  to  even  more 
conclusive  evidence  that  his  natural  powers  in 
the  forensic  art  have  not  been  neglected  in  the 
ensuing  three  years.  Habits  acquired  early  in 
life  at  the  Reedville  Track  served  "Jerry"  well 
in  his  pursuit  of  the  dead  languages.  The  way 
"Oedipus"  and  "Hippolytus"  fell  before  the 
surpassing  speed  of  his  trotters  was  wonderful  to 
behold.  But  in  justice  it  must  be  said  that  now 
this  is  all  changed.  "Jerry"  has  given  himself 
up  to  intensive  study.  In  Senior  Ethics  and 
Sociology  he  has  been  a  model  of  application— 
aiod  endurance. 

He  has  long  since  ceased  to  worship  at  the 
waxed  floored  shrines  of  Terpsichore.  Frivoli- 
ties of  this  sort  are  for  him  things  of  the  past. 
Instead  of  the  goddess  of  the  "light  fantastic 
toe"  his  lares  and  penates  now  are  represented 
by  a  wooden  Indian.  Thrice  daily  he  religiously 
incenses  the  graven  image  of  his  deity  with 
clouds  of  tobacco  smoke. 

"Jerry's"  talents  run  in  several  directions. 
In  very  truth  his  versatility  is  quite  renowned. 
As  a  black-face  comedian  he  is  a  performer  of 
no  mean  ability.  In  this  role  his  every  word 
and  movement  provokes  a  laugh.  As  a  base- 
ball player  he  periodically  essays  to  be  a  catcher. 
And  as  for  music — oh  yea! — oh  yea!  We  wish 
we  could  call  him  a  finished  musician.  When  he 
plays  his  trombone  it  seems  that  the  angel 
Gabriel  is  hovering  nigh.  Once  upon  a  time  we 
had  said  trombone  in  our  room  for  several  days. 
Of  course  we  couldn't  play  it — but  neither  could 
he  while  we  had  it. 

"Jerry's"  personal  magnetism  and  generally 
likable  disposition  have  earned  for  him  the  title 
of  everybody's  friend  always.  His  genuine  good 
qualities  coupled  with  his  determination  to  win 
are  bound  to  place  him  as  high  in  the  honor  roll 
of  Villanova's  alumni  as  he  is  in  our  esteem. 


John  T.  Coan 

"Jack"— "Johnny" 

*^  Blessings  on  thee,  little  man" 

Lawrence  has  many  representatives  at  Villa- 
nova — but  few  are  as  representative  of  Lawrence 
as  Jack.  Our  earliest  recollections  of  Johnny  pic- 
ture him  as  a  bashful,  blushing,  sunny  child.  Of 
course  as  John  increased  "in  years  and  wisdom" 
his  smile  persisted  to  be  sunny — but — he 
soon  ceased  to  blush— an  effect  due  to  "acquired 
experience"  with  his  numerous  admirers.  Jack 
has  left  a  "rep"  behind  for  " Champion  smasher 
of  anything  from  baseball  bats  to  football  posts. 
He  bequeathes  to  those  that  follow  the  "game" 
a  pile  of  "ripped"  balls  and  "cracked"  bats. 
John  has  always  been  a  leader  among  his  college 
pals  in  studies  and  sports.  This  fact  no  doubt 
prompted  him  to  join  the  colors  when  Bill  Kaiser 
tried  to  sell  Uncle  Sam  a  gold  brick — Johnny 
enlisted  at  Plattsburg — and  soon  was  com- 
missioned a  lieutenant.  This  dignity  he  enjoyed 
until  his  country  could  spare  him.  'Tis  said  that 
good  looking  officers  are  continually  in  demand. 
If  this  be  true  we  advise  the  people  of  Lawrence 
to  keep  their  "eyes"  on  Johnny  lest  he  be 
captivated  by  darts  that  wound  where  shrapnels 
have  no  effect.  Villanova  graduates  a  loyal  son 
in  Jack.  But  if  love  of  sacrifice,  determination  of 
will,  undaunted  courage,  strength  of  purpose, 
willingness  of  labor,  wisdom,  and  tact  be  the 
essentials  for  the  true  Catholic  man  of  the 
future,  then  Villanova  can  unhesitatingly  pro- 
pose John  Coan's  name  as  her  worthy  representa- 
tive in  the  economic  and  social  walks  of  to- 
morrow. John  has  always  been  loyal  to  that 
which  was  sacred,  an  undaunted  defender  of 
Virtue  and  Religion — and  an  uncompromising 
supporter  of  duty  and  trust.  He  has  always 
taken  part  with  the  oppressed  and  weak — 
against  the  unjust  and  the  cruel — and  while 
Catholic  manhood  stands  for  principle  and 
authority  Jack's  attitude  toward  the  good  and 
noble  shall  ever  be  an  echo  of  the  high  and 
Christian  sentiments  that  flourish  within  him. 

Francis  A.  Rafferty 
"Raff" 

Frank  claims  that  it  was  under  the  ever-blue 


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skies  of  Holmesburg,  Pa.,  that  he  made  his  vital 
d^but,  and  we  have  never  contradicted  his 
claims — in  fact  we  knew  it  as  soon  as  we  saw 
him.  Under  our  gentle  care  however,  he  seems 
to  have  obliterated  all  traces  of  this  his  earliest 
tragedy. ' -v^'r:-;'- ■'■;'; 

To  most  of  his  schoolmates  Frank  is  familiarly 
known  as  "Raff"  though  there  have  been  times 
when  he  has  requested  and  even  insisted  on 
being  called  "Bud".  Others  too  feel  that  his 
frequent  journeyings  on  the  ocean  of  dreams 
would  justify  the  sobriquet  "Raft",  but  they 
mistake  that  wistful,  angelic  look  that  bespeaks 
deep  thought,  for  an  evidence  of  deep  sleep. 

"Raff's"  chief  line  of  endeavor  lies  along 
things  electric.  Up  to  the  present  his  accom- 
plishments have  been  restricted  to  buzzers  and 
door-bells,  but  he  threatens  soon  to  revolutionize 
the  present  modes  of  doing  things  by  a  universal 
application  of  Franklin's  discovery. 

Frank  has  another  failing.  He  fain  would  be 
a  musician,  and  will  accommodate  you  either 
vocally  or  cornetty.  Those  who  have  heard  him 
sing  are  in  raptures  over  his  possibilities  as  a 
cornet  player,  while  those  unfortunate  enough  to 
hear  his  attempts  on  that  instrument  insist  that 
he  is  a  wonderful  singer. 

These  few  bantering  remarks  are  taken  as 
such  by  those  who  know  the  real  Frank  Rafferty. 
A  truer  and  more  popular  classmate  would  be 
hard  to  find.  His  pleasant  smile  and  unselfish 
willingness  to  lend  a  helping  hand  where  needed 
will  leave  their  effects  on  the  minds  and  hearts  of 
his  fellow  graduates  and  others  with  whom 
he  has  come  in  contact.  His  success  with  his 
favorite  hobby,  wireless  telegraphy,  and  the 
spirit  of  diligence  and  perseverance  that  he  has 
displayed  in  the  pursuit  of  that  hobby,  are  fore- 
shadows of  what  the  future  holds  out  to  him, 
and  it  is  with  the  greatest  confidence  that  he  will 
not  ignore  the  proffered  hand,  and  with  the 
best  of  wishes  for  success  that  we  sever  the 
bonds  of  school  life. 

Henry  Caffrey 
"Harry" 

"/,  thus  neglecting  worldly  ends,  all  dedicated 

To  closeness,  and  the  betieritig  of  my  mind^ 

'  — Shakespeare. 


Close  to  the  scenic  and  deliciously  odored 
Spigot  River,  where  the  flowing  waters  add  to 
the  noise  of  the  Lawrence  Mills,  stands  a  dwell- 
ing, conspicuous  in  its  being  the  abode  in  whic.i 
Harry  first  saw  the  light  of  day.  Soon 
realizing  that  his  native  birthplace  could  not 
afford  him  the  facilities  for  study,  an  amusement 
of  which  he  is  very  fond,  Harry  made  his 
entrance  into  our  Alma  Mater.  When  he  first 
appeared  in  Villanova,  we  all  thought  he  was 
related  to  the  Silent  Knight  in  the  Fairy  Tale,  so 
few  were  his  words.  Time,  however,  made  us 
better  acquainted.  Then  we  realized  that  there 
had  come  into  our  midst  a  rare  specimen  of  in- 
tellectual attainment,  a  student  in  the  strict 
sense  of  the  term,  yet  withal,  a  classmate  whose 
friendship  is  worth  while. 

Harry,  during  hisvMjollege  years,  has  been 
the  winner  of  numerous  class  trophies,  his  final 
success  being  the  capture  of  the  Ethics  medal, 
ex  aequo.  This  winning  facility  may  be  ac- 
counted for  by  Mendelian  Laws  as  being  heredi- 
tary. Harry's  Father,  Pa  Caffrey,  is  dis- 
tinguished as  being  winner  of  the  Rowing  Title, 
as  former  champion  of  the  Bay  State  League.  At 
present  he  is  engaged  in  managing  the  Lawrence 
Police  Force.  Hence  it  is  but  natural  that 
Harry  should  Cop  all  the  prizes.  Harry 
has  also  another  winning  factor,  that  is,  liis 
disposition.  Although  somewhat  reticent,  he  is 
good  company  under  all  circumstances.  His 
laugh  is  the  merriest  when  some  incident  or 
joke  is  narrated,  for  he  is  endowed  with  a  keen, 
though  not  excessive  sense  of  humor.  In  addition 
to  these  accomplishments  Harry  is  a  budding 
genius  of  Oratory,  which  fact  led  to  his  delivery 
of  the  class  oration,  much  to  the  consternation 
of  the  devout  disciples  of  Bolshevism.  It  is  a 
current  opinion  in  Villanova,  that  if  Harry 
had  been  a  delegate  at  the  Peace  Conference,  he 
would  have  convinced  the  Rulers  and  Delegates 
that  Ireland  should  head  the  League  of  Nations. 

Loyal  to  the  heart's  core,  Harry  is  one 
whose  character  is  of  the  best,  and  his  popularity 
among  his  classmates  is  justly  deserved. 

Although  the  days  of  our  college  life  are  over 
and  we  must  pursue  life's  varying  paths,  yet  the 
memory  of  the  happy  years  spent  in  his  genial 
company  will  ever  be  cho^lshed  by  his  classmates. 


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skies  of  Holmesburg,  Pa.,  that  he  made  his  vital 
d6but,  and  we  have  never  contradicted  his 
claims — in  fact  we  knew  it  as  soon  as  we  saw 
him.  Under  our  gentle  care  however,  he  seems 
to  have  obliterated  all  traces  of  this  his  earliest 
tragedy.  /•\r.  '>j \.):'\y:' ■/■■[■'  '\  :::':\,^-  ^ 

To  most  of  his  schoolmates  Frank  is  familiarly 
known  as  "Raff"  though  there  have  been  times 
when  he  has  requested  and  even  insisted  on 
being  called  "Bud".  Others  too  feel  that  his 
frequent  journeyings  on  the  ocean  of  dreams 
would  justify  the  sobriquet  "Raft",  but  they 
mistake  that  \vistful,  angelic  look  that  bespeaks 
deep  thought,  for  an  evidence  of  deep  sleep. 

"Raff's"  chief  line  of  endeavor  lies  along 
things  electric.  Up  to  the  present  his  accom- 
plishments have  been  restricted  to  buzzers  and 
door-bells,  but  he  threatens  soon  to  revolutionize 
the  present  modes  of  doing  things  by  a  universal 
application  of  Franklin's  discovery. 

Frank  has  another  failing.  He  fain  would  be 
a  musician,  and  will  accommodate  you  either 
vocally  or  cornetty.  Those  who  have  heard  him 
sing  are  in  raptures  over  his  possibilities  as  a 
cornet  player,  while  those  unfortunate  enough  to 
hear  his  attempts  on  that  instrument  insist  that 
he  is  a  wonderful  singer. 

These  few  bantering  remarks  are  taken  as 
such  by  those  who  know  the  real  Frank  Rafferty. 
A  truer  and  more  popular  classmate  would  be 
hard  to  find.  His  pleasant  smile  and  unselfish 
willingness  to  lend  a  helping  hand  where  needed 
will  leave  their  effects  on  the  minds  and  hearts  of 
his  fellow  graduates  and  others  with  whom 
he  has  come  in  contact.  His  success  with  his 
favorite  hobby,  wireless  telegraphy,  and  the 
spirit  of  diligence  and  perseverance  that  he  has 
displayed  in  the  pursuit  of  that  hobby,  are  fore- 
shadows of  what  the  future  holds  out  to  him, 
and  it  is  with  the  greatest  confidence  that  he  will 
not  ignore  the  proffered  hand,  and  with  the 
best  of  wishes  for  success  that  we  sever  the 
l)on(I^;  of  school  life. 

Ili'NRV  Cm  FRi:v 
"Marry" 

"/,  ihiis  nciilccti}!;^  worldly  ends,  all  dedicated 
To  e'oscney.s,  and  the  bctkrDT^,  of  r>!y  mind.'' 

— Shakespeare. 


Close  to  the  scenic  and  deliclously  odored 
Spigot  River,  where  the  flowing  waters  add  to 
the  noise  of  the  Lawrence  Mills,  stands  a  dwell- 
ing, conspicuous  in  its  being  the  abode  in  whi.  a 
Harry  first  saw  the  light  of  day.  Soon 
realizing  that  his  native  birthplace  could  not 
afford  him  the  facilities  for  study,  an  amusement 
of  which  he  is  very  fond,  Harry  made  his 
entrance  into  our  Alma  Mater.  When  he  first 
appeared  in  Villanova,  we  all  thought  he  was 
related  to  the  Silent  Knight  in  the  Fairy  Tale,  so 
few  were  his  words.  Time,  however,  made  us 
better  acquainted.  Then  we  realized  that  there 
had  come  into  our  midst  a  rare  specimen  of  in- 
tellectual attainment,  a  student  in  the  strict 
sense  of  ttie  term,  yet  withal,  a  classmate  whose 
friendship  is  worth  while. 

Harry,  during  his  college  years,  has  been 
the  winner  of  numerous  class  trophies,  his  final 
success  being  the  capture  of  the  Ethics  medal, 
ex  aequo.  This  winning  facility  may  be  ac- 
counted for  by  Mendelian  Laws  as  being  heredi- 
tary. Harry's  Father,  Pa  Caffrey,  is  dis- 
tinguished as  being  winner  of  the  Rowing  Title, 
as  former  champion  of  the  Bay  State  League.  At 
present  he  is  engaged  in  managing  the  Lawrence 
Police  Force.  Hence  it  is  but  natural  that 
Harry  should  Cop  all  the  prizes.  Harry 
has  also  another  winning  factor,  that  is,  his 
disposition.  Although  somewhat  reticent,  he  is 
good  company  under  all  circumstances.  His 
laugh  is  the  merriest  when  some  incident  or 
joke  is  narrated,  for  he  is  endowed  with  a  keen, 
though  not  excessive  sense  of  humor.  In  addition 
to  these  accomplishments  Harry  is  a  budding 
genius  of  Oratory,  which  fact  led  to  his  delivery 
of  the  class  oration,  much  to  the  consternation 
of  the  devout  disciples  of  Bolshevism.  H  is  a 
current  opinion  in  Villanova,  that  if  Harry 
had  l)een  a  delegate  at  the  Peace  Conference,  he 
would  have  convinced  the  Rulers  and  Delegates 
that  Ireland  should  head  the  League  of  Nations. 

Loyal  to  the  heart's  core,  Harry  is  one 
whose  character  is  of  the  best,  and  his  popularity 
among  his  clasvsmates  is  justly  deser\c(l. 

Altb.ough  the  days  of  our  college  life  are  over 
and  we  must  pursue  lile's  varying  paths,  yet  the 
memory  of  the  happy  years  spent  in  his  genial 
coni])any  will  e\er  be  cherished  In'  his  classmates. 


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John  A.  Walsh 

The  little  mountain  town  of  Dushore  boasts 
many  a  gift  to  the  college  world.  The  Class  of 
'19  received  its  boon  when  John  Walsh  left  those 
wild  mountain  haunts  to  enter  Villanova.  It  is 
sometimes  whispered  that  John  has  imbibed 
much  of  the  element  of  romance  because  of  early 
environment.     Certainly  early  days  in  college 


life  are  replete  with  arguments  pro. 

When  we  needed  inspiration  to  plod  and  grind, 
when  we  looked  for  a  burning,  active  faith  in 
man's  capabilities  if  linked  with  will  power, 
John  was  always  representative.  He  is  a  true- 
blue  Villanova  man,  a  jolly,  faithful  friend,  and 
a  conscientious  student.  We  have  no  doubt 
that  the  Class  of  '19  will  hear  from  him  again  in 
higher  places. 


20  THE  VILLANOVAN 


It  Happened  Out  West 

Bv  T.  R.  Hanley,  '19 

THE  time  is  the  tenth  of  September  and  Freshman  to  Senior.    He  was  now  on  the  first 

the  place  is  the  Grand  Central  Station  of  lap  of  a  long  journey  to  North  Dakota  where 

New  York  City.     It  is  just  three  o'clock  he  was  to  be  assistant  manager  of  a  large  ranch 

and  the  crowd  is  at  the  lowest  level  of  the  day.  owned  by  a  packing  concern  of  the  East.    While 

The  noon  rush  is  over  and  only  a  few  stragglers  it  was  not  a  wonderful  position  in  itself,  never- 

from  out  of  town  stroll  through  the  vast  hall,  theless  it  held  possibilities.    Besides  he  thought 

The  sweeps  are  busy  with  their  brushes  and  he  might  get  rid  of  some  of  his  defects  in  the 

mops  and  the  whole  place  seems  to  be  gathering  western  atmosphere  where  the  movies  always 

uj)  breath  for  the  evening  rush  of  commuters.  said  a  "  man  was  a  man  ". 

In  the  waiting  room  a  small  crowd  is  killing  Thus  he  was  rapidly  working  up  a  big  dose 

time    till    the    guard    announces    the    Chicago  of  self-disgust  when  he  heard  a  low  rumble.    He 

express.     It  is  a  well-dressed  crowd  of  chiefly  was  not  surprised  to  find  that  it  was  the  an- 

business  men  and  middle-aged  travelers.     On  nouncer  of  trains  mumbling  in  Esperanto  or 

the  end  seat  of  the  long  line  of  benches  next  the  some  other  foreign  language  that  the  Chicago 

wall  and  some  distance  from  the  majority  of  the  train  would  pull  out  in  fifteen  minutes.    At  this 

crowd  slouches  a  young  man.     He  is  tall  and  he  leisurely  gathered  up  his  coat,  bag  and  maga- 

well  built  and  his  skin  is  a  healthy  tan  color,  zine  and   sauntered   to   the   gateway.     As   he 

At  a  glance  one  would  place  his  age  at  twenty-  turned  in  the  arch  he  glanced  over  his  shoulder 

two  and  not  miss  it  by  more  than  a  few  months,  to  see  the  clock  on  the  side  wall.    The  next  thing 

His  eyes  are  deep  blue  and  sincere  but  now  he  knew  was  that  some  one  in  a  big  hurry  had 

they  seem  dull/^  ^  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  b             into  him  and  as  a  result  the  various 

The  initials  F.  J.  M.  on  his  bag  stood  for  belongings   of   both   were  scattered   over   the 

Frank  J.  Raymer  and  the  blue  and  white  enamel  station  floor. 

seal  on  his  watch  fob  told  the  knowing  one  that  As  Raymer  handed  back  a  beaded  bag  and 

he  was  a  recent  graduate  of  Neuville  College.  Vanity  Fair  he  looked  straight  into  the  deep 

His  thoughts  at  that  very  minute  were  back  at  gray  eyes  of  a  young  girl.    A  second  quick  glance 

the  "old  place"  yet  contrary  to  all  custom  they  confirmed  his  first  impression  that  she  was  a 

were  not  happy  ones.    He  was  a  product  of  their  winner. 

philosophy  course  and  while  he  was  only  a  few  "Oh,  I  beg  your  pardon,"  she  cried  when  she 

months  out  of  school  he  already  thought  of  him-  saw  what  she  had  done. 

self  as  a  failure.    He  had  applied  several  places  "My  fault  entirely,"  cheerfully  lied  Raymer 

for  work  only  to  be  met  with  the  question,  cussing  all  the  time  his  rising  color.    Evidently 

"What  can  you  do?"     He  had  done  his  best  she  saw  his  embarrassment  for  she  looked  up 

to  answer  it  but  always  his  habit  of  stuttering  and  smiled  and  again  he  was  aware  of  those 

and  lack  of  self-confidence  had  stood  in  his  way.  disconcerting  gray  eyes. 

These  same  faults  had  also  marred  an  otherwise  "I  was  in  such  a  hurry;  I  thought  I  had  only 

perfect  career,     Neuville  College  had  no  small  three  minutes  and  dear  knows  I  don't  want  to 

reputation  for  its  expert  "chicken  chasers"  yet  miss  that  train  and  have  to  wait  almost  years 

Frank  Raymer,  a  good  fellow  in  every  way,  till  the  next  one."    Again  he  felt  the  influence 

had  never  rushed  a  girl.     True  he  had  often  of  those  eyes  yet  somehow  or  other  he  felt  at 

wanted  to  but  when  the  time  came  he  lost  his  ease  with  them.    This  time  he  looked  straight 

nerve  and  had  the  other  fellow  call  it  off.    The  at  her  and  then  they  both  smiled  a  smile  of 

fellows  characterized  this  fault  (?)  with  the  title  good    comradeship.      It    was    a    spontaneous 

of  "male  vampire"  which  stuck  to  him  from  friendship  for  he  reached  for  her  bag  and  she 


M^'^-0^^^^^^^         -SB^n  e:  ;Y  TL  )L  a  n  o  v  a  n  ^21 

gave  it  to  him  with  a  quiet  "thank  you".  Many  lating  himself  on  his  improvement  in  this  line, 

a  young  man  in  the  town  where  she  came  from  They  parted  at  Weymore  Junction,  he  to  take 

had  desired  that  privilege  yet  Mildred  Lewis  a  waiting  buckboard  to  the  ranch  where  he  was 

had  always  put  them  off  on  some  pretence  or  to  tackle  fortune  and  she  to  continue  on  to 

other  saying  that  she  was  "developing  her  mus-  Cottonwoods  where  she  was  to  teach  the  rising 

cle"  and  now  she  actually  seemed  glad  to  have  generation  the  multiplication  tables.    The  fare- 

an  almost  stranger  carry  it  for  her.    But  women  well  was  somewhat  prolonged  and  each  was  sur- 

are  all  full  of  contradictions.  prised  tofind  out  that  itwas  not  pleasant.    Each 

Conversation  on  the  way  to  the  train  revealed  regretted  that  their  train  friendship  was  over 
the  fact  that  they  both  were  going  to  Dakota  and  that  they  must  separate  and  each  go  their 
and  would  be  distant  only  about  fifty  miles  from  individual  way.  Mildred  carried  the  memory 
each  other.  Raymer  was  not  at  all  displeased  of  Raymer  standing  on  the  hot  wooden  plat- 
at  the  fact  and  his  eyes  told  her  so.  She  was  to  form  of  the  Junction  waving  his  handkerchief  at 
teach  in  the  county  school  and  live  at  the  home  her  for  a  long  time.  Many  a  time  later  on  when 
of  an  aunt.  By  the  time  they  boarded  the  the  "  kids "  seemed  to  be  impossible  the  thoughts 
train  they  were  such  close  friends  that  he  asked  of  his  clear  calm  blue  eyes  calmed  her  and  the 
if  he  might  have  his  chair  changed  to  one  next  "dear  children"  again  escaped  what  they  badly 
hers  if  possible  and  she  actually  seemed  pleased,  needed  and  deserved.  ; 
Meeting  some  one  who  is  going  to  the  same  A  whole  year  had  passed  and  yet  Raymer  and 
distant  land  on  the  same  train  makes  friendship  Mildred  had  not  seen  each  other.  A  desultory 
quicker  than  perhaps  anything  else.  Human  correspondence  had  ensued  but  gradually  each 
beings  naturally  long  for  companionship  and  was  absorbed  by  the  many  problems  of  new 
travel  increases  this  desire  to  the  nth  degree.  I  surroundings  and  fifty  miles  seemed  far  off 
am  only  trying  to  give  the  dry  psychological  That  trip  west  had  faded  for  both  into  a  dim 
reason  for  the  actions  of  two  young  people,  both  pleasant  memory.  Raymer  was  now  full  man- 
very  circumspect  and  discreet  in  their  home  ager  of  the  ranch  and  in  a  short  time  hoped  ta 
environment.           V;                                           ;  be  called  back  to  the  Eastern  office  in  an  execu- 

A  few  words  to  the  czar  of  the  pullman,  the  tive  capacity.    Work  had  filled  his  thoughts  for 

porter,  and  the  necessary  accompaniment,  gave  twelve  months  and  now  he  was  beginning  to 

Raymer  the  chair  he  desired  and  they  settled  reap  the  fruit  of  his  labors.    The  struggle  had 

down   for   a  pleasant   trip.     With  a  snuggly,  aged  him  a  little  and  put  furrows  in  his  once 

homey  feeling  they  watched  the  station  glide  smooth  forehead.    Now  that  he  had  a  little  time 

past  them  as  they  started  on  the  way  to  the  to  spare  his  thoughts  often  reverted  back  to  the 

West,  a  hoped-for  land  of  opportunity.  unsettled  days  of  after  graduation  and  his  trip 

It  was  a  golden  opportunity  for  Raymer  to  West.     Unconsciously  he  judged  every  girl  he 

get  rid  of  his  bashfulness  and  the  most  impartial  had  met  by  Mildred  Lewis  and  found  them  all 

observer  would  have  said  that  the  opportunity  wanting.    His  work  had  been  so  absorbing  that 

was  not  neglected  in  the  least.    Mildred  Lewis  his  old  self-consciousness  was  a  thing  of  the  past 

was  a  typical  American  girl,  wide  awake  and  and  stuttering  a  thing  forgotten.    He  had  eaten 

interested  in  everything.    They  learned  of  their  work,  dreamed  work,  and  lived  work  ever  since 

mutual  dislikes  and  likes  and  their  ambitions,  he  struck  the  ranch.     Favorable  reports  on  his 

he  to  make  good  and  she  to  be  "just  happy",  work  spurred  him  on  for  more  and  all  other 

For  five  days  their  companionship  was  uninter-  interests  in  life  had  faded  into  the  background, 

rupted  and  conversation  never  lagged  a  minute.  Even  the  East  was  merely  now  a  place  that  he 

Stuttering  seemed  to  be  a  thing  of  the  past  and  had  come  from,  a  place  that  he  had  intended 

now  he  could  meet  a  look  from  an  unknown  going  back  to  when  he  had  made  his  pile  but 

damsel  without  rivaling  the  colors  of  the  rain-  now  he  wouldn't  give  up  that  broad  expanse  of 

bow.     Mildred  instinctively  knew  of  his  diffi-  blue  sky  over  his  head  for  any  less  than  $10,000 

dence  and  corrected  it  as  best  she  could  with-  a  year,  maybe  not  even  for  that.    The  spell  of 

^  out  his  knowledge.     In  fact  he  was  congratu-  the  West  was  upon  him. 


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But  now  that  the  big  part  of  the  toil  was  over  thousand  a  year.   Raymer  was  now  only  twenty- 
he  often  wished  that  he  had  not  dropped  out  of .  five  and  well  on  the  road  to  success.    The  mqn- 

the  world  so  completely.    It  was  lonely  on  the  ory  of  Mildred  Lewis  was  very  dim  and  put  in 

ranch  seeing  only  the  cooks  and  a  bunch  of  the  back  of  his  mind  with  the  fairy  tales  of  his 

men  day  in  and  day  out  of  the  entire  year,  youth.    Ambition  gnawed  at  his  very  soul  and 

Books  he  had  in  plenty  but  no  time  to  read  them,  overcame  his  desire  for  social  life  so  much  that 

This  suggested  a  way  to  kill  time  to  advantage  he  became  almost  an  outcast,  going  nowhei^, 

and  so  he  sought  out  the  box  of  books  he  had  seeing  no  one  except  on  business 

brought  with  him.     The  first  one  that  struck  In  the  fall  of  the  year  Raymer  decided  to 

his  gaze  and  appealed  to  him  was  his  old  philos-  inspect  the  ranches  of  his  territory  and  in  his 

ophy  book.     He  picked  it  up  and  gazed  at  it  travels  came  to  the  little  settlement  of  Grayson, 

tenderly  and  old  memories  of  college  flooded  his  It  was  a  prosperous  little  place  and  boasted  of 

mind.    Only  gratitude  for  his  course  filled  his  the  high  school  of  the  county.    The  gaunt  brick 

thoughts  and  he  realized  that  the  wisdom  of  building  seething  in  the  hot  sun  made  him  pity 

centuries  had  helped  far  more  than  anything  the  kids  that  had  to  spend  their  days  in  that 

else.     It  had  prepared  his  brain  for  the  work  place  with  the  wide  outdoors  all  about  them, 

which  followed  and  brought  success.     Raymer  He  had  wired  the  local  superintendent  to  meet 

opened  the  ill-treated  volume  and  was  soon  lost  him  and  as  they  drove  out  to  the  ranch  he 

to  the  world  in  renewing  an  old  acquaintance  remarked   about   the   cruelty   of   keeping   the 

with  applied  psychology.  children  in  school  all  day. 

As  the  days  went  by  his  thoughts  turned  more  "Oh  they  don't  do  that  anymore.  We  got  aii 
and  more  to  Mildred  Lewis  and  he  knew  that  up-to-date  school  ma'am  who  lets  'em  out  at 
he  wanted  to  renew  his  friendship  with  her  more  noon.  It's  the  principal's  orders  and  she's  a 
than  anything  else.  Work  had  taught  him  to  crackerjack,  yes,  she  knows  her  business  and 
act  instantly  and  so  he  wrote  a  long  letter  tell-  the  kids  thinks  she's  it."  ^ 
ing  of  his  work  and  wanting  to  hear  from  her  "Who  is  this  female  marvel?"  Raymer  in- 
soon.  The  letter  came  back  marked  "removed",  quired  with  a  smile  picturing  a  kind-hearted  old 
Obstacles  now  only  spurred  Raymer  on  to  maid  who  hated  the  heat  herself, 
action  and  so  in  a  week  he  packed  his  bag  and  "Milly  Lewis  's  her  name,  she  boards  out  my 
went  to  Cottonwoods.  Inquiry  revealed  that  place;  I  drive  her  and  the  kids  into  school  ev'ry 
Miss  Lewis  had  taught  the  term  and  "was  a  morning  and  one  of  the  hands  brings  'em  back 
good  teacher".  Her  aunt  had  died  and  imme-  at  dinner  time.  Nice  girl,  Milly,  been  with  me 
diately  after  the  funeral  she  had  left  saying  over  a  year." 

good-bye  to  every  one  and  saying  that  she  was  Raymer  never  said  a  word  when  he  heard 

going  back  East  to  her  old  home.     "But  she'll  her  name  but  sat  tight.    It  sure  was  like  her  to 

be  back,"  said  one  old  man,  "this  'ere  place  gets  treat  the  kids  white  and  here  they  were  to  meet 

'em  all,  they  leave  but  they  come  back."  again.     He  wondered  if  she  had  changed  and 

"I  hope  so,  "said  Raymer  dispiritedly  and  once  why  she  ever  stayed  at  this  half-baked  place, 

more  he  went  back  to  the  ranch  and  buried  The  old  gent  in  Cottonwoods  said  her  aunt  left 

himself  in  his  work.     He  did  not  know   her  her  all  her  money  when  she  died  and  the  aunt 

eastern  address  and  it  was  impossible  to  find  was  not  a  poor  woman.    Surely  she  could  have 

out  anything  definite.    Work  was  his  only  solace  gotten  a  position  in  lots  of  better  places  than 

and  his  love  of  his  books  his  only  outside  dissi-  this.  ^^^^^^^^^^             %    : 

pation.  The  ranch  fairly  hummed  under  his  He  saw  her  as  they  drove  into  the  yard  swing- 
direction.  So  successful  was  his  management  ing  one  of  the  "boss's"  kids  on  a  rope  swing, 
that  the  president  of  the  packing  concern  per-  To  Raymer  she  looked  just  as  young  as  the  first 
sonaliy  congratulated  him  on  his  inspection  trip  time  he  met  her  and  just  as  charming.  When 
and  hinted  at  better  things  to  come.  They  she  looked  up  and  saw  him  her  gray  eyes  were 
arrived  in  a  letter  appointing  him  the  sole  man-  filled  with  wonder, 
ager  of  the  western  territory,  and  a  salary  of  five  "Frank  Raymer! "  she  cried.    " I  thought  you 


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had  disappeared  off  the  face  of  the  earth;  where  blinded  with  smoke  and  was  glad  to  find  the 
did  you  come  from?''^^^  ^^^^^^^^^^^  :  w  household  assembled  in  front  of  the  burn- 
It  took  very  few  minutes  to  set  them  back  ing  building.  Jiist  then  he  heard  the  mother 
on  the  old  basis  of  palship.  She  "had  come  cry,  "Where's  Ellen,  haven't  you  got  her  Milly?" 
back"  as  the  old  man  prophesied  but  this  time  And  then  a  groan  went  up,  for  Mildred  had 
as  principal  in  the  county  school.  She  said  that  thought  that  Ellen  was  with  the  mother.  In  a 
she  couldn't  be  happy  anywhere  else  and  the  second  Mildred  had  said,  *M'll  get  her"  and 
work  was  easy  and  she  liked  the  life  on  the  dashed  into  the  burning  house.  Every  one  was 
ranch.  ^  ^  so  astonished  that  she  had  disappeared  into  thes 
All  the  time  she  was  talking  Raymer  was  smoke-covered  door  before  any  one  could  stop 
undergoing  a  close  scrutiny  from  Ellen,  the  little  her.  Raymer  followed  as  quickly  as  he  could 
six-year-old  child  of  the  superintendent.  She  but  she  was  out  of  sight  when  he  got  to  the 
was  a  pretty  child  with  smooth  flaxen  hair  and  house.  Half  blinded  and  choked  with  the 
big  blue  eyes  and  rosy  cheeks.  Ellen  resented  smoke  he  searched  the  lower  floor  but  did  not 
the  young  man  taking  the  attention  of  Mis'  find  her.  He  did  not  think  that  she  had  gone 
Lewis  from  her  and  Ellen  was  not  used  to  having  up  stairs  for  they  were  gutted  with  the  flames, 
any  one  cross  her.  Mildred  loved  the  child  and  Suddenly  he  remembered  that  almost  all  ranch 
was  with  her  constantly.  Raymer  finally  noticed  houses  have  back  stairs  from  the  kitchen  and 
the  child  and  asked  who  she  was.  as  quick  as  thought  he  dashed  toward  them. 
"Why  she's  the  dearest  little  girl  in  all  the  Once  up  them  on  the  second  floor  the  smoke  was 
world,  aren't  you,  Ellen,"  and  Mildred  grabbed  so  dense  that  he  could  not  see  which  way  to 
her  up  and  held  her  up  in  her  arms.  turn.  His  hand  glided  along  the  wall  until  he 
Ellen  murmured  an  agreeable  "yes"  arid  came  to  a  door.  AH  the  time  the  heat  was 
snuggled  into  a  comfortable  position.  What  terrific.  His  head  felt  as  if  it  would  burst, 
cared  she  who  that  strange  man  was  as  long  as  Thinking  of  the  effect  of  the  heat  on  Mildred 
she  was  where  she  wanted  to  be.  he  groaned  but  still  pushed  toward  the  front  of 

That  afternoon  Ellen's  father  drove  out  to  the  house  where  the  child  slept.    ' 

the  end  of  the  ranch  to  get  the  reports  of  the  The  smoke  was  swirling  about  him  in  thick 

foreman  and  would   not  return   till  morning,  black  blasts,  the  flames  were  hissing  in  the  back 

This  left  Raymer  in  the  ranch  house  the  only  of  the  house  and  he  knew  that  the  whole  building 

man  except  the  hired  man  who  slept  some  dis-  was  doomed.    Just  as  he  was  entering  the  room 

tance  away  in  the  bunk-house.    The  house  was  where  Ellen  slept  he  stepped  against  a  body 

typical  of  that  section  of  the  country,  a  long  prone  across  the  doorway.     It  was  Mildred  at 

low  rambling  frame  structure.    The  wood  was  last  overcome  by  the  smoke  and  heat.    Raymer 

tinder  dry  and  had  not  been  painted  for  three  picked  her  up  carefully  and  gave  a  quick  glance 

years.     Water  was  not  overabundant  and  the  around  the  room.     Not  a  sign  of  the  child  was 

dry  season  was  on.    The  place  and  time  were  there  and  fearing  to  delay  longer  he  once  more 

auspicious  for  a  fire  and  some  evil  genius  took  made  his  way  toward  the  back  stairs.     The 

advantage  of  it.    The  cook  attempted  to  fill  the  smoke   had   him  staggering   now  but   still   he 

oil  stove  while  it  was  burning  and  one  drop  of  pushed  on  toward  the  open  air.    He  reached  it 

spilled  oil  did  the  trick.     Seeing  the  blaze  on  only  to  topple  over.    Many  willing  hands  aided 

top  of  the  stove  she  dropped  the  can  and  ran.  them  both  but  there  was  no  rejoicing  for  the 

In  a  minute  the  kitchen  was  a  sea  of  flames,  mother  was  frantic  over  the  loss  of   her  baby 

It  was  only  ten  o'clock  but  all  were  upstairs  and  and  only  force  held  her  from  rushing  into  the 

by  the  time  she  reached  the  front  t)f  the  house  doomed  home.    Suddenly  a  baby  cry  rung  out 

the  back  part  of  the  house  was  crackling  mer-  and  cut  deep  into  the  hearts  of  every  one.     It 

rily  in  the  flames.    Smoke  filled  the  whole  house  was  Ellen  crying  from  the  roof  of  the  porch  and 

and  it  was  only  a  question  of  minutes  before  she  was  amost  surrounded  by  the  flames.    She 

the   whole   house  would   be   roaring  with   the  had  heard  the  outcry  of  the  family  and  had 

flames.     Raymer  dashed   out  in  the  air  half-  rushed  into  the  room  of  the  beloved  Mildred 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


only  to  jfind  her  gone  and  the  houge  deserted. 
Thus  it  was  that  when  the  mother  saw  the 
empty  bed  she  thought  the  child  was  with  Mil- 
dred. Mildred  was  sure  that  Ellen  was  with 
her  mother  and  in  the  confusion  she  was  lost. 

The  cries  of  the  mother  were  heart-rending 
yet  what  could  be  done?  The  entire  first  floor 
was  seething  in  the  flames  and  there  was  no  way 
to  reach  the  child  driven  to  the  roof  by  the  fire. 
Raymer's  mind  worked  like  a  machine  striving 
to  think  of  some  way  to  save  the  child.  Mil- 
dred begged  piteously  for  some  one  to  save  her 
and  for  Raymer  there  was  no  way  out.  A 
bucket  brigade  had  been  formed  and  was  doing 
the  best  it  could  but  they  all  knew  it  was  use- 
less. Raymer  called  a  couple  of  the  men  and 
told  them  he  was  going  to  climb  the  porch  and 
would  toss  down  the  child  to  them  and  take 
chances  himself.  The  men  all  advised  him 
against  it  as  the  understructure  of  the  porch 
was  rapidly  being  undermined  by  the  flames 
and  might  crash  any  minute. 

Raymer  paid  no  heed  to  the  advice  but 
quickly  threw  off  his  coat  and  started  to  climb 
the  pillar.  The  heat  had  blistered  the  paint  and 
made  gripping  it  a  painful  and  difficult  matter 
but  his  determination  was  strong  and  nothing 
could  stop  him.  He  reached  the  roof  sputter- 
ing for  breath  and  quickly  ran  over  to  Ellen  now 
crying  loudly  on  the  farthest  edge  away  from 
the  flames.  The  men  had  spread  a  blanket  out 
below  and  despite  Ellen's  clinging  to  him  closely 
he  tossed  her  down  to  the  men  and  safety.  His 
head  was  now  spinning  violently  and  bewildered 
he  turned  around  to  look  for  his  own  safety. 
Suddenly  there  was  a  loud  crackle,  then  a  crash 
as  the  porch  gave  way  and  for  Raymer  the  last 
thing  he  heard  was  the  cry  of  the  women ;  then 
darkness  enveloped  him. 

By  carefully  moving  the  bandage  over  one 
eye  Raymer  could  see  that  the  sun  was  shining 
brightly  outside  in  the  world.  The  quietness  of 
the  room  and  the  odor  of  antiseptics  told  him 
some  one  was  sick,  then  it  dawned  on  him  that 
he  was  the  patient  and  that  the  calm  soothing 
nurse  was  none  other  than  Mildred. 

"Mildred,"  he  called. 


"S'hhh,"  she  whispered,  "be  quiet  artd  sleep 
like  a  good  boy,"  and  she  smoothed  put  the 
covers  and  lowered  the  shade. 

Raymer  always  seemed  to  thrive  on  opposi- 
tion for  though  very  weak  he  sat  up  in  bed  and 
said  determinedly,  "I  won't  be  quiet,  I  haven't 
said  a  word  for  months  and  now  I  want  to  talk 
to  you.    How  long  have  I  been  here?'' 

"Two  weeks  tomorrow." 

"What  happened,  who  is  taking  my  place, 
where  am  I?"  all  followed  in  rapid  succession. 

"Briefly,  the  burning  porch  fell  and  you  fell 
with  it  and  received  a  broken  leg.  Your  com- 
pany wired  for  us  to  do  everything  we  could  for 
you  and  they  would  send  a  doctor.  He  was  just 
here  a  few  minutes  before  you  awakened.  You're 
in  the  house  nearest  the  place  that  was  burned 
down  and  will  be  here  for  some  time  to  come. 
Why  you've  been  raving  with  fever  ever  since 
you  were  hurt,  we've  had  an  awful  time  keeping 
you  in  bed,"v.-. 

"Yes,  I  played  nurse;  we  tried  to  get  one 
for  you  and  couldn't.  But  you've  been  a  good 
patient  in  general  and  now  you'll  be  up  and 
around  in  a  short  time." 

Raymer  smiled  contentedly.  It  was  good  to 
lie  there  and  be  fussed  over  by  a  pretty  girl 
and  know  that  everything  was  right  with  the 
world.  He  could  hear  the  birds  chirping  in  the 
trees  outside  and  the  cook  singing  while  she 
prepared  the  dinner.  Mildred  came  over  from 
the  window  with  a  big  bunch  of  flowers  sent  by 
the  father  of  Ellen  and  told  him  that  he  was  a 
hero.  Her  gray  eyes  seemed  to  melt  into  mist  as 
she  told  of  the  rescue  and  how  thankful  every 
one  was  that  he  was  safe.  "Why  even  I  owe 
my  life  to  you,"  she  concluded. 

"Mildred,  I  have  always  been  a  strict  busi- 
ness man  and  dear  this  is  one  debt  I  want  to 
collect  now." 

Just  then  Ellen  ran  in  the  room  with  some 
more  flowers  but  she  turned  around  and  ran 
right  back  home  and  stumbled  in  the  door, 
crying,  "O  mother,  I  just  saw  Miss  Mildred  kiss 
Mr.  Raymer!" 


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Maria  of  Rome 

By  John  F.  O'Brien,  '19 

{Continued) 

Chapter  II  "Halt,  you  wily  witch  of  treachery!"  shouted 
The  Circus  Maximus  was  calmly  resting  in  the  spearman,  as  he  made  a  desperate  thrust  at 
the  stillness  of  night.    Diana's  full  smile  cast  a  the  defenseless  breast  of  Maria.    "Your  schemes 
pale  shading  on  the  heavy  branches  that  swayed  have  been  revealed  to  me  by  Roman  trust  and 
serenely  in  the  gentle  breeze.    The  Roman  guard  loyalty.    Speak  not  of  error  or  complaint.    To 
that  marched  back  and  forth  before  the  barred  the  gate,  to  the  gate,  while  life  is  in  you." 
gate  seemed  like  a  mysterious  visitor  of  fate.  The   crippled   girl   was  extremely  cool   and 
The  metallic  click  of  the  bucklets  that  adorned  collected.    She  realized  that  Marcus  had  been 
his  armament  kept  measured  time  with  his  even  faithful   to   his  promise  and  she  was  equally 
pace.    The  long  sharp  spear  that  spoke  defiance  certain  that  her  prayers  would  free  the  wronged 
to  intruders  and  the  strong  shield  that  assured  and  disgraced  Flavins.    She  uttered  no  cry,  not 
defence  added  to  the  strength  of  his  authority  even  a  word,  but  bent  in  a  slight  crouching 
He  had  not  been  called  upon  to  perform  any  manner    that    externally    indicated    fear    and 
deeds  of  chivalry  this  evening,  and  the  quiet  of  obedience.    She  proceeded  with  the  same  slow 
the  place  seemed  to  promise  continued  tran-  tread  to  the  massive  iron  gate  and  waited  for 
quility.  the  guard  to  unbolt  its  heavy  bar.    She  entered 
A  step  is  heard.    It  is  quick  and  approaches  the  dark  and  silent  enclosure.     It  was  not  the 
his  post.     The  guard  can  hear  it,  yet  can  see  apartment  where  the  doomed  were  enclosed,  but 
nothing*    Nearer  and  nearer  it  comes  when  sud-  a  sort  of  ante-chamber  of  the  dreadful  place, 
denly  it  proves  to  be  that  of  a  Roman  slave.  Here  she  remained  humble  and  calm.     She 
"Halt,  in  the  name  of  Caesar!"  demanded  the  prayed  more  earnestly  than  ever.    She  heard  the 
watcher.    "Friend  or  Christian?"  great  iron  door  slam  and  the  heavy  bolt  thrown 
"Countryman,"     explained     the      intruder,  forcibly  in  its  place.     She  would  wait  and  listen 
"Have  you  had  a  quiet  night?"  to  the  words  of  her  brother  slave.     She  could 
"Who   seeks  the   knowledge?"    snarled   the  hear  everything  that  was  said.     She  drew  the 
soldier.  wooden  cross  from  its  place  of  security  and 
"A  servant  of  Marcus,  lord  of  your  post."  unconsciously  smiled  at  the  success  of  her  plans. 
"Yes,"  admitted  the  other,  "all  has  been  still  In  a  few  moments  she  heard  her  fellow  slave 
until  your  coming."  congratulate  the  guardsman  on  his  loyalty  to 
"Well,  then,  beware!"  warned  the  newcomer,  duty.    She  heard  them  bid  good  night,  and  soon 
"There  is  a  Christian  approaching  nearby,  who  the  retreating  steps  of  the  stranger  told  her  that 
comes  here  tonight.     She  comes  to  kill  you,  if  the  Roman  was  alone.     The  buzz  of  whispers 
she  can,  and  thereby  free  her  Christian  brother,  attracted  her  attention  and  e'er  long  she  found 
Take  her!      Mark  you  her  hunchback  form  and  herself  at  the  door  which  lead  into  the  inner 
slow  limping  step.     Marcus  will  pay  thee  well  closure.     She  quietly  rummaged   through   the 
for  her  capture.    Hark!    What's  that?    A  step?  fold  of  her  attire  and  procured  the  gold  ring  to 
Listen!    I'll  hide  here  until  it  passes."  which  were  attached  the  keys.    She  paused  be- 
So   saying    the    informer    concealed    himself  fore  opening  the  passage  gate.   She  listened.   The 
within  the  shrubbery.    It  was  a  step  indeed,  a  guard's  heavy  measured  step  sent  a  dull  thud- 
slow,  unmeasured,  lingering  step  of  theexhausted,  like  sound  through  the  silence,  assuring  her  that 
crippled  Maria.    A  dark  shawl  was  cast  oner  her  he  was  unconscious  of  her  actions.     The  dim 
head.    The  guard  stood  watch  until  the  maiden  pale  glow  that  emanated   from   the  martyrs' 
was  near  at  hand.                                              ,  prison  told  her  that  life  was  within.    She  calmly 


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THE    VILLANOVAN 


and  gently  opened  the  lock.  The  heavy  massive 
gate  swung  noiselessly  and  smoothly  before  her 
soft  pressure.  She  stepped  quietly  into  the 
prison  and  slowly  approached  the  group  of 
doomed  Christians.  The  inmates  either  did  not 
notice  her  entrance  or  did  not  realize  her  pres- 
ence. She  moved  slowly  and  with  a  soft  limping 
step  through  the  crowd  that  filled  the  dungeon. 
Some  had  fainted  and  were  lying  exhausted  in 
the  darkened  chamber.  Others  were  praying 
aloud  and  calling  on  God  to  save  them,  but  no- 
where could  words  of  dread,  revenge,  or  despair 
be  heard.  She  had  examined  all  quarters  of  the 
apartment  and  was  beginning  to  fear  that  Flavius 
and  his  lover  had  either  been  killed  or  removed 
to  a  safer  section  of  the  prison.  Suddenly  she 
chanced  upon  the  form  of  a  man  who  was  kneel- 
ing beside  the  prostrate  figure  of  a  woman.  She 
bent  down  close  to  the  face  of  the  former,  and 
to  her  joy  discovered  the  saddened  brow  of 
Flavius.  He  was  praying  to  the  God  of  the 
Christians;  before  him  lay  Pomponia,  weakening 
and  unconscious. 

"Master,"  whispered  Maria,  as  she  bent  near 
him,  "  I've  come  here  to  lead  you  away.  If  this 
is  your  love,  lift  her  up  and  follow  me." 

Flavius  recognized  the  voice  of  his  hunchback 
slave,  but  he  believed  she  had  fallen  the  victim 
of  Julius'  wrath  and  that  now  insanity  had  taken 
possession  of  her.  He  looked  up  into  her  face. 
Her  eyes  were  clear  and  bright,  a  faint  smile 
brushed  over  her  countenance  as  her  eyes  met 
those  of  Flavius. 

"Save  me?  Save  us?"  he  gasped.  "How? 
Child,  do  not  mock  me!  I  would  have  saved 
Pomponia  if  I  dared,  but  it's  too  late!  too  late!" 
Here  he  fell  weeping  on  the  breast  of  the  un- 
conscious Pomponia. 

"Come,  come  Master,"  said  Maria,  with  an 
air  of  impatient  authority,  "are  you  a  Roman? 
Will  you  weep  when  courage  can  save  you? 
Come  with  me  if  you  love  Rome  and  Pomponia. 
Come  with  me  and  bear  her." 

Flavius  saw  the  determination  of  the  visitor. 
He  felt  the  sting  of  reproach.  "Go,"  he  agreed, 
"I'll  follow  you." 

So  saying,  he  lifted  the  form  of  the  Roman 
lady  and  cautiously  followed  Maria.  They 
moved  along  close  to  the  wall,  where  the  total 
darkness  served  as  a  curtain  to  conceal  their 


actions.  Softly  and  slowly  they  approached  the 
half -closed  exit.  Once  out  in  the  ante-chamber, 
Maria  quietly  waited  to  hear  the  measured  step 
of  the  guardsman.  Flavius  was  breathing  hard 
and  fast.  Now  for  the  first  time  he  was  con- 
vinced that  he  had  been  visited  by  Maria  the 
real,  genuine  Maria  of  his  father's  household. 
He  was  speaking  lovingly  to  Pomponia,  when  a 
step  was  heard  outside  the  walls. 

"Hush!"  demanded  Maria.  Silence  followed. 
Flavius  listened. 

"  Roman?"  exclaimed  the  muffled  voice  of  the 
guard. ,.  •- 

"That  and  true,"  acknowledged  the  new- 
comer.   "Did  the  two-faced  Christian  come?" 

"Yes,"  assured  the  other,  "she  is  safe  within 
the  walls.  Mark  the  security  of  her  keeping," 
as  he  roughly  struck  the  iron  bolt  with  his  spear. 
The  sound  of  the  weapon  against  the  iron  bar 
remirded  Maria  that  she  still  had  a  supreme 
difficulty  to  surmount. 

The  soldier  was  very  famili  r  with  his  visitor. 
The  latter  informed  the  guard  that  he  had  not 
come  to  reward,  but  only  to  invite  the  dutiful 
Roman  to  the  distinguished  presence  of  Marcus. 
Naturally,  the  armed  man  was  flattered,  and 
proud  to  accept  the  invitation.  He  immediately 
made  sure  of  the  prison  door's  security,  and  then 
exclaimed,  "I'll  go  with  you  to  Marcus;  all  is 
safe  here,  for  none  but  the  most  base  and  treach- 
erous would  unlock  this  door."  With  this  the 
two  men  started  on  their  journey  to  the  palace 
of  the  noble  Marcus. 

No  one  had  heard  the  conversation,  save  the 
cripple  Maria.  Flavius  on  hearing  the  step 
hastened  to  a  dark  corner  and  there  awaited  fur- 
ther directions  from  Msiria. 

The  steps  of  the  returning  men  had  just  hushed 
into  stillness,  when  another  and  more  elastic 
tread  was  heard.  It  approached  the  gate  with 
quickness  and  evident  familiarity.  Maria  was 
lost  as  to  its  meaning,  but  was  unshaken  in 
courage  and  faith  in  her  God.  She  approached 
the  entrance  and  awaited  the  coming  of  this 
mysterious  guest. 

In  a  moment  it  was  in  the  ante-chamber.  Here 
it  assumed  a  slow,  meditative,  devout  g  it. 
Maria  came  closer. 

The  new  arrival,  on  seeing  the  girl  paused  and 
whispered,   "Woman,  where  are  my  children? 


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My  own  Christian  sons  and  daughters?"   .  the  silence  was  broken  by  a  loud  roar.     "Ho! 

"Whom  do  you  seek,  Master?"   asked  Maria  Ho!   What?    No  guardsman  and  the  door  open? 

kindly.  There  has  been  murder  here."    Almost  immedi- 

"My  children,  daughter.     You  can  not  see  ately  a  tall  Roman  warrior  entered  holding'a 

my  garments  or  you  would  blush  to  ask  me  that,  burning  torch  in  one  hand,  a  shining  sword  in 

1  am  their  priest,  the  annointed  of  God.    I  come  the  other.     As  soon  as  he  stepped   into  the 

to  speak  one  last  word  of  comfort  and  cheer  to  chamber  he  espied  Maria.    He  flew  across  the 

my  dear  ones."  ^    -%  rooni    with    a    triumphant    yell,    drawing    his 

Maria  was  inflamed  with  devotion  and  admir-  weapon  at  the  innocent  and  loyal  breast  of  the 

ation  for  the  zeal  and  unselfish  care  of  the  religi-  cripple, 

ous  man.  "Ho!    You  would  evade  the  law  of  Caesar, 

"  I  humbly  beg  your  pardon,  Father,"  pleaded  back  to  your  pit  until  the  lion's  tongue  has  lapped 

the  cripple  as  she  kissed  the  hand  of  the  robed  your  blood  from  his  mighty  paw ;  back,  damned 

visitor.    "The  door  that  leads  to  your  children  witch." 

of  faith  is  open.    Go  and  whisper  some  word  of  Maria  was  not  frightened  before.     Now  she 

cheer.    I  will  pause  at  the  entrance  and  give  you  became  cold  and  trembled.    Unconsciously  she 

warning  of  approach."        ;  moved  into  the  fatal  dungeon.    She  had  lost  all 

"That's  true  of  you,  child,"  said  the  other  as  power   of   self  control   and    recollection.     She 

he  raised  his  hand  in  benediction  over  her  kneeling  thought  not  of  herself,  but  of  the  old  priest  that 

form.     "I'll  not  stay  long,  for  I  have  other  had  come  to  bless  and  give  comfort.    Once  in- 

children  that  are  not  in  this  fold;  these  I  must  side,  the  Roman  soldier  slammed  the  iron  gate, 

visit  tonight.    Stay  you  here  and  protect  my  The  lock  snapped  and  Maria's  fate  was  sealed, 

age  and  office."  The  loud  noise  brought  the  priest  to  the  entrance. 

Maria  led  the  late-comer  to  the  open  door.  He  made  at  once  for  the  door,  but  his  strength 

Fortunately  she  had  not  locked  it.     The  other  was  not  sufficient  to  break  the  least  force  of 

was  not  suspicious  when  the  heavy  door  was  the  hold  that  made  him  a  prisoner.    He  called 

quietly  opened.     He  slipped  into  the  dungeon,  aloud  to  the  retreating  guard,  but  the  spearman 

leaving  the  innocent  Maria  to  her  promise.  was  impervious  to  his  calling.    Maria  came  to 

At  once,  the  cripple  hastene  I  to  the  side  of  his  side,  and  falling  on  her  knees  beside  him 

Flavins.    By  this  time  Pomponia  had  becom«  exclaimed,  "Father,  I  could  not  save  you.     I 

conscious.  could  not  speak  when  the  Roman  soldier  ap- 

"Go  now,  my  lord,"  urged  Maria  to  Flavius.  proached.    He  would  have  killed  me  if  I  had 

"The  doors  are  open.     Nobody  watches,  save  called  for  your  help."      V 

God  and  He  will  protect  you.     I  will  follow  "My  child,"  said  the  other,  trying  to  control 

shortly.     I  must  wait  to  accompany  a  priest  his  excited  mind,  "all  shall  be  well.    I  have  a 

who  just  came  to  give  his  last  blessing  to  the  sincere  friend  who  is  high  in  esteem  of  Nero, 

prisoners."  His  name  is  Julius,  son  of  the  wronged  and 

Flavius  immediately  led  the  weak  Pomponia  honored  Antonius.    'Twas  through  his  wish  that 

to  the  gate.    Maria  cast  her  own  shawl  over  the  I  came  hither  to  save  his  lover  who  was  thrown 

shoulders  of  the  lady.    Flavius  and  the  woman  in   this  horrible   place  by   the   orders  of   the 

passed  quickly  through  the  unguarded  entrance  ambitious  and  sinful  Flavius." 

out  into  the  night,  down  the  great  road  that  lead  Maria's  heart  almost  broke  with  indignation 

to  the  silent  and  peaceful  prec^nctp  of  the  Via  and  resentment,  but  her  respect  for  the  priegtly 

Sacra.    Meantime,  Maria  stood  at  the  open  door  dignity  restrained  her  wrath, 

of  the  dungeon.   The  priest  was  long  in  returning.  "Yes,"  continued  the  other  softiewhat  nerv- 

Maria  waited  patiently.    The  obedient  cripple  ously,  "my  friend,  the  good  Julius,  sent  me  here 

had   lingered  some  time.     The  period   of  the  to  find  a  certain  Pomponia  and  to  bring  her  away, 

guard's  absence  was  fast  drawing  to  completion.  To  tell  her  that  she  may  remain  faithful  to  her 

She  must  call  the  reverend  man  lest  his  love  for  creed,  yes  and  with  impunity  if  only  she  marry 

duty  jeopardize  his  life.    Just  at  that  moment  and  love  the  noble  Julius  "                                    *■ 


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"Fortune,  Father,  has  sent  you  to  me.    Pom-  were  dripping  with  frothy  saliva;    his  cheeks 

ponia  is  free  and  so  is  noble  Flavius.     I  came  were  pale  and  the  blood  from  the  wound  had 

here  to  free  them  and  I  did.    While  you  were  bespotted  his  jaws  and  neck.    At  last  he  stood 

blessing  your  patient  children  I  had  concealed  up  under  the  flickering  glow  of  the  lamp  and 

Pomponia  and  her  protector  in  the  outer  room,  seemed  to  have  regained  his  mental  equilibrium. 

When  all  was  still  I  led  them  to  the  open  gate  "Here,"  he  muttered  in  a  low  tragic  tone,  "you 

and  they  fled  into  the  night."  tell  me  you  baptized  her  sister?     How  comes  it 

"What?     Freed   Flavius  and   that  scorpion  then  they  are  not  sisterly  in  union?     I  know 

Pomponia?"    cried  the  astonished  man  as  he  Pomponia,  the  supposed  daughter  of  Decius,  but 

raised  his  hands  in  despair.  her  sister,  is  she  a  lady  of  Roman^  rank?"    A 

"Scorpion?"  replied  Maria  equally  surprised,  short  silence  followed.    "Yes,  you  say  she  is  a 

"Father^  why  call  her  that?"^^^^^^      =      f  h                    A  free  woman  or  slave?   Howcomes 

"Why,  thou  poisonous  traitor,  ask  you  why?  she  is  not  free?    Oh,  Decius  loved  her  mother 

Hell  shall  answer  you  with  its  burning  tongue."  once.    Ha!  ha!  blood  is  thicker  than  water,  eh? 

So  saying  he  seized  the  cripple  by  the  throat  Ha!  you  tell  me  in    truth  that  Pomponia  the 

and  would  have  extinguished  the  fainting  spark  beautiful  was  nursed  by  the  same  breast  as  the 

of  life  had  not  her  screams  aroused  some  of  her  hunchback  that  serves  Marcus.     Mark  that, 

Christian  prisoners  who  rushed  to  her  aid.  what,  a  step?    See,  behind  you  a  light.    There, 

The  grip  of  the  murderer  was  snapped  by  the  there,  damned  informer  of  the  fair — Roman, 

hand  of  a  giant  slave.    He  flung  the  raging  man  steel  would  rust  ere  Christian  blood  would  dry. 

against  the  stone  wall  with  such  force  that  the  There,  stay  in  this  reeking  bosom  of  treachery 

victim   was   knocked   unconscious.      His   head  and  vice."    As  he  uttered  these  words  he  thrust 

struck  against  a  sharp  cut  of  the  rock  and  blood  his  dagger  several  times  into  the  ground,  and 

spouted   forth   from   the  wound.     Maria  had  finally  drove  it  therein  to  the  hilt.     He  left  it 

fainted.   She  was  led  away  by  some  sympathetic  buried.     He   rose    and    renewed   his   ungodly 

women  who  assured  her  of  safety  and  kindness,  screaming. 

The  Christian  men  lifted  the  gory  form  of  the  "Ha!"  he  cried  again  as  he  kicked  at  what  he 

robed  man  and  carried  it  to  the  dimly  lighted  supposed  to  be  the  form  of  the  murdered  priest, 

section  of  the  chamber.  "only  I  want  your  garb,  I  would  not  bend  to 

There  he  lay  panting  and  twitching  like  a  kick  you.     Here,  untie  that  cord.     Untie  it,  I 

snake.     He  gasped  and  tore  the  priestly  robe  say,"  as  he  pulled  against  an  invisible  procum- 

from  his  body  and  to  the  gaze  of  all  showed  bent  form.    He  continued  in  his  quick  uncon- 

himself  no  other  than  the  proud  Julius  of  yester-  scious  actions  for  a  few  moments  and  then  stood 

day.    Maria  who  was  watching  him  in  fear  and  erect  as  if  admiring  his  proclivity  for  the  priestly 

anguish  recognized  his  face.    She  screamed  and  attire.    "There,  Julius,"  he  boasted  with  a  smile 

fainted  again  in  the  arms  of  a  prison  companion,  of  satisfaction.    "Go  to  the  dungeon  and  promise 

The  surrounding  Christians,  whose  alarm  had  been  love  and  protection  to  Pomponia.    Ha,  Flavius, 

awakened,  did  ,not  perceive  the  cause  of  the  crip-  death  for  you.    For  me,  your  lady,  your  dignity, 

pie's  agitation.    They  only  knew  the  disguised  and  your  fame." 

man  was  a  wolf  in  sheep's  clothing  and  in  their  The  fit  returned  worse  than  before.    His  oaths 

faith  they  bel'eved  the  hand  of  God  had  touched  and  wild,  ungovernable  actions  had  frightened 

the  false  lepiesentative  of  His  benediction  and  oflf  the  women.     He  rushed  again  to  the  silent 

power.    The  women  of  the  dungeon  managed  to  entrance  and  there  crouched   against  its  iron 

calm  the  nerves  of  the  cripple,  and  after  some  strength.     He  was  exhausted,   physically  and 

difficulty  they  succeeded  in  lulling  her  to  peace-  mentally.    He  groaned  and  sat  biting  the  ruined 

ful  slumber.  mantle  of  the  priest.    Talking  to  some  unseen 

Julius  had  not  been  restful  for  one  moment,  person  and   calling  upon  his   father   for  help. 

He  ranged  furiously,  deranged  his  garments,  and  Maria  slept  on.    Her  nerves  were  quite  tranquil 

his  face  was  assuming  the  look  of  insanity.    His  now;  she  had  been  so  tired  that  Julius  had  not 

eyes  bulged  forth  with  the  fire  of  anger,  his  lips  disturbed  her  by  his  outbursts  of  insanity. 


THE    VILLAVOVAN  20 

When  the  first  beam  of  sunlight  peeped  into  "Marcus,  on  your  life  halt  not  the  wish  of 

the  dungeon  it  found  the  Christians  united  in  Caesar   or   of   Rome,"    cried    Nero,      "Here," 

prayer.    Maria  had  awakened,  she  was  refreshed  pointing  to  Antonius  and  a  few  that  awaited  on 

but  still  very  weak.    She  had  reconciled  herself  his  person.     "Away  with  you;    force  open  the 

to  the  evident  will  of  God.   Julius  was  still  bound  gate."    Antonius  lost  no  time  in  complying  with 

in  a  profound  sleep.   The  pure  and  clean  of  heart  the  Emperor's  wishes. 

were  not  thinking  of  the  torture  that  awaited  In  a  few  moments  several  men  appeared  in 

them.     They  considered  only  the  kingdom  of  the  arena  carrying  a  large  and  powerful  battering 

heaven  that  He  would  give  to  those  who  were  ram*    They  fame  against  the  iron  gate  with  the 

faithful  unto  the  end.  ^"^^  iorce  of  their  strength.    A  few  hard  blows 

^^^^^^^^r^^   ;          V      ;  bent  the  iron  bars,  a  few  more  and   the  hinges 

Chapter  III  gave  way  before  the  force  of  the  deafening  crash. 

The  sun  was  already  well    above  the  eastern  The  gate  had  yielded,  a  twisted  mass  of  iron, 

hills.     The  Circus  Maximus  was  crowded  almost  At  the  same  moment  an  unearthly  yell  broke 

to  overflowing.    The  anxious  faces  of  the  crowds  the   silenae   of   the   arena.      The   people   were 

marked  their  impatience  for  the  games.    High  on  startled  by  its  shrillness.    Even  Nero  was  moved 

the  stately  throne  sat  Nero.    A  smile  of  satisfac-  with   terror.     Suddenly  a  raging  form   issued 

tion  brightened  his  lustful  eye.    He  was  decked  from  the  darkness  of  the  dungeon.    His  face  was 

in  all  the  splendor  of  majestic  pomp.    Around  swollen  and  bloody.    His  garments  were  spotted 

him  was  gathered  a  brood  of  flattering  attendants  with  gore  and  dirt.     A  long  brown  train  was 

and  treacherous  worshippers  of  wordly  ambition,  attached  to  his  waist.     It  was  Julius — and  he 

Among  the  distinguished  officials  was  Antonius,  was  mad. 

who  had  been  informed  of  Flavius'  fate.    Marcus  Some  of  the  Roman  soldiers  had  entered  the 

was-  not  present  and  as  yet  neither  the  Lord  of  dungeon  with  torches  and  spears  driving  every 

the  Prison  nor  the  keys  of  the  Dungeon  had  unfortunate  slave  from  thence.    The  Christians 

appeared.    Nero  observed  his  favorite's  absence  appeared  amid  the  jeering  and  curses  of  the 

by  a  comprehensive    "Marcus  is  long  in  com-  rabble.      "Christianos    ad    leones,"    cried    the 

ing."      As  yet  no  word  of  suspicion  had  been  surging  mob  in  fury.     The  condemned  slowly 

fastened  on  the  absence  of  Marcus.  approached  the  center  of  the  arena,  cheering  one 

This  was  indeed  a  day  of  jubilation  and  joy.  another  and  offering  prayers  and  acts  of  love  and 

The  great  entertainment  was  about  to  commence,  contribution  to  God.    While  the  soldiers  were 

The  charioteers  standing  on   their   two-wheel  fleeing  to  a  place  of  safety,  Maria,  who  was 

vehicles,  each  drawn  by  four  horses  excited  the  united  to  the  Christian  in  sympathy  and  prayer, 

impatience  of  the  onlooking  crowd.    The  race  came  from  the  group  and  exposed  her  crippled 

was  followed  by  several  combats  of  gladiatorial  form  to  the  contempt  and  derision  of  the  arena, 

skill.    After  several  hours  of  this  amusement  the  Julius  spied  her  leaving  the  assemblage.     The 

blood  of  the  Romans  was  warmed  to  a  degree  of  *  thought  of  her  deceiving  him  flashed  through 

uncontrolable  desire  for  slaughter.    "Christianos  his  mind.  He  rushed  across  the  sand  and  seized 

ad  leones,"  they  cried.    Nero  could  not  oppose  her  weak  frame  with  the  fury  of  a  wolf.    As  he 

the  people's  will.     "Christianos  ad  leones,"  he  did  the  golden  ring  fell  from  her  breast.    Nero 

ordered,  but  none  stirred  to  obey  him.     His  espied  them. 

imperial  highness  was  irritated  by  the  delay,  "Great  jove,"  cried  the  emperor,  "there  is 

"Where  is  Marcus?"    he  demanded  in  a  hoarse  the  wretch  that  caused  this  unexplained  delay, 

voice.  Freedom  to  the  slave  that  murders  her." 

"Christianos  ad  leones,"  cried  the  populace.  It  seemed  as  if  Julius  had  understood   the 

"Mafcus!    Advance,"  shouted  Nero.  ruler's  words,  for  he  had  thrown  the  fainting 

"He  has  not  attended  your  festivity,  divine  Maria  on  the  ground  and  was  strangling  her 

king,"  returned  Antonius.     "No  doubt  he  has  mercilessly.    He  tightened  his  grip  on  her  throat 

prepared  something  that  will  surprise  and  move  and  as  he  held  her  dying  body  he  looked  up  into 

us  all.    I  fear  not  for  his  skill."  the  face  of  the  Emperor  who  was  smiling  with 


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satisfaction.  A  moment  of  sanity  revealed  the 
face  of  Antoniusto  the  murderer.  Julius  screamed 
and  cast  the  unconscious  Maria  from  him  as  if  she 
were  polluted .  He  staggered  back  from  her  pallid 
face.  At  that  moment  the  mighty  thunder  of 
human  cries  broke  forth.  The  Romans  howled 
with  joy,  the  Christians  shrieked  with  pain. 
Julius  turned  to  the  place  whence  came  the  call 
of  sorrow,  and  as  he  did  a  full  grown  tawny 
pounced  upon  him  and  sunk  its  sharp  curved 
claws  in  his  flesh.  Julius  screamed  again,  more 
horrifying  than  before.  He  fell,  beneath  the 
weight  of  the  beast  across  the  body  of  Maria. 
As  he  did  the  brown  garment  that  was  hanging 
from  his  waist  slightly  waved,  just  sufficient  to 
cover  the  face  and  breast  of  the  child.  The  Hon 
did  not  lose  his  mighty  grip  but  sunk  his  claws 
deeper  into  the  flesh  of  the  victim.  He  tore  the 
greater  part  of  the  shoulder  from  its  place  with 
one  mighty  twist  of  his  jaw.  In  a  few  moments 
the  tawny  beast  had  so  mangled  the  body  of 
Julius  that  nothing  remained  but  scraps  of 
carrion  strewn  around  the  unbroken  corpse  of 
Maria.  The  beast  sat  peacefully  and  proudly 
near  the  remnants  of  a  human  being  after  the 
indescribable  slaughter,  chewing  on  a  gory  ulana. 
It  was  a  dreadful  sight.  The  Romans  had  their 
full  of  butchery.  Little  attention  was  centered 
on  the  mutilated  bodies  of  the  Christians.  It 
was  certain  that  none  had  survived  the  fury,  but 
yet  there  was  lack  of  interest  for  them. 

The  sun  was  far  in  the  western  skies  when  the 
Roman  people  poured  out  of  the  arena.  They 
had  enjoyed  a  glorious  day  and  Nero  was  high 
in  their  favor.  The  lions  had  been  driven  back  to 
their  defns.  The  bodies  of  the  dead  were  gath- 
ered in  one  place  to  be  burnt.  Maria's  figure 
alone  remained  intact.  One  of  the  slaves  man- 
aged to  secure  her  body  from  the  official  of  the 
Circus.  It  was  taken  away  to  the  catacombs 
where  it  would  be  buried.  The  golden  ring 
stained  with  the  blood  of  Julius  was  restored  to 
Marcus.  When  evening  came  the^nds  of  the 
arena  were  stained  with  blood  and  the  crimes  of 
barbarism. 

Chapter  IV 

On  the  day  following,  Marcus  was  sitting 
peacefully  in  his  garden  when  a  young  man 
approached  him.  "  I  would  speak  with  Marcus," 
said  the  intruder. 


■"Marcus  is  present,"  informed  the  Roman. 
"Speak." 

"Come  with  me,"  requested  the  other.  "Fla- 
vius  desires  to  see  you." 

"Where  is  my  son?"  demaiided  Marcus.  "Is 
he  safe?" 

"Come  with  me,  that  is  his  word  to  you," 
replied  the  messenger. 

Marcus  did  not  question  further  but  obeyed. 
The  two  men  passed  down  the  road  across  the 
outskirts  of  the  city  into  the  poverty-stricken  sec- 
tion of  Christian  Rome.  They  came  to  a  small 
wooden  house.  Here  they  entered.  The  guide 
led  Marcus  across  a  dark  chamber.  Soon  the 
Roman  found  himself  descending  into  a  dimly 
lighted  passage.  The  two  men  proceeded 
through  the  darkness  until  a  faint  light  broke 
through  a  little  door  before  which  the  guide 
paused,  knocked,  and  thereupon  the  visitors  were 
admitted  without  question.  V 

There  Marcus  saw  the  secret  place  of  Christian 
worship.  At  the  far  extremity  was  an  oblong 
box  in  which  burnt  a  red  light.  Before  this  were 
two  forms,  a  man  and  a  woman  kneeling  with 
heads  bowed  in  prayer.  Marcjus  approached 
them.  His  step  attracted  the  attention  of  the 
man  who  arose.  It  was  Flavius  and  he  was  safe. 
Marcus  embraced  his  boy  with  joy  and  blessing. 
While  father  and  son  were  exchanging  words  of 
love,  an  old  man  entered  the  chamber.  He  car- 
ried a  small  book  and  a  crucifix.  He  was  a  priest 
and  he  had  come  to  join  the  Roman  and  the  lady 
in  matrimony.  Pomponia  rose  on  hearing  the 
shepherd's  voice.  Her  eye  met  Marcus'.  The 
latter  could  not  withstand  the  joy  that  was  bring- 
ing him  onwards  to  devotion  for  Christian  faith. 

As  the  priest  was  about  to  unite  the  lovers 
Marcus  cried,  "First  tell  me  where  is  Maria?" 
Then  the  woman  looked  at  Flavius. 

"Here  she  lies,"  said  the  priest,  pointing  to 
the  oblong  figure.  Marcus  approached  the 
coffin,  raised  the  cover  and  saw  the  dead  child, 
Maria.  In  her  hands  was  the  wooden  cross. 
She  was  calmly  sleeping  in  the  Lord. 

A  storm  of  sorrow  and  affection  swept  over  the 
soul  of  Marcus.  "Christian  parent,"  he  said  to 
the  priest  as  he  laid  his  hand  on  the  breast  of  the 
corpse,  "here  is  the  preserver  of  my  son's  life.  I 
cannot  reward  her,  but  if  you  tell  me  where  I 


THE    VILLANOVAN  ${ 

can  find  her  kindred  I  will  give  them  protection  "Let  this  be  a  sign  to  you,"  he  said  as  he 

and  honor  while  I  live/'  approached   the   dead   girl,   and   replaced   the 

1  his  IS  the  fruit  of  prayer,     returned  the  j              .      .        , ,     ,        .... 

priest.  "Before  you  is  Pom^nia,  ihe  only  sister  oi  ^°^^"  ''"^  ^^  '^'  «°^*^^"  ^^^  ""«•    '^^'  ^  ^»» 

Maria.  It  was  a  secret  told  me  by  my  brother  ^^^  "^"^  seeking  Christian  blood  until  these 

priest  on  the  eve  of  his  death.    Now  is  the  power  ^^y^  unlock  the  gate  of  life  and  let  her  live 

of  prayer  disclosed."  again."    So  saying  he  thrust  the  cross  in  his 

At  these  words  Marcus  fell  on  his  knees  and  breast.     "From  henceforth  Marcus  will  be  a 

wept.    His  heart  was  in  the  coffin  with  Maria,  Christian  and  his  son  will  love  the  sister  of  an 

and  his  love  was  with  her  cross.  angel." 


"Eloise" 

Oh  would  that  just  we  two  lived  on  this  earth, 

— My  Eloise^ 
Just  you  and  I  alone,  and  joy  and  mirth. 

— My  Eloise. 

With  springtime  always  in  the  air, 
And  roses  blooming  everywhere. 
And  clearest  skies  of  blue  above. 
Just  you  and  I,  and  joyous  love, 

— My  Eloise. 

We'd  make  this  world  of  ours  a  paradise, 

— My  Eloise. 
It  seems  that  now  when  I  look  in  your  eyes, 

— My  Eloise. 

An  Eden  that  the  angels  envy  me, 
For  in  your  eyes  I  hope  some  day  to  see 
A  sparkling,  joyous,  heaven-kindled  light, 
To  fill  my  aching  heart  with  gay  delight. 

— My  Eloise. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


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ONCE  again  Alma  Mater  bids  more  of  her 
sons  go  forth  and  fight,  armed  with  the 
principles  with  which  she  has  fortified 
us,  ior  God,  for  country  and  for  ourselves.  For 
her  it  is  but  a  milestone  in  her  glorious  career, 
another  gem  in  the  diadem  which  crowns  the 
success  of  her  noble  mission.  But  for  us  in 
whose  care  she  entrusts  her  treasures,  our  part- 
ing day  has  a  peculiar  and  individual  signifi- 
cance. The  ideals  that  have  been  placed  so 
vividly  and  constantly  before  us  in  the  dim  light 
of  the  horizon  of  practical  life  which  is  now 
looming  up  have  an  added  lustre.  Heretofore 
we  were  accustomed  to  view  these  treasures  of 
virtue  and  knowledge  as  they  are  in  themselves, 
disassociated  as  it  were  from  the  actual  condi- 
tions to  be  found  in  life.  And  now,  as  we  are 
about  to  apply  them,  a  new  view,  a  wholly  dif- 
ferent aspect  is  forced  upon  us.     Never  before 


were  young  shoulders  so  heavily  burdened. 
Today  we  are  commissioned  to  combat  in  our 
own  spheres  the  evils  that  beset  the  progress  of 
good  in  the  world.  Verily  these  evils  are  not 
to  be  repudiated  as  something  old,  diseases  that 
have  disturbed  society  for  centuries.  Condi- 
tions exist  today  which  never  before  engaged 
the  attention  of  the  wise  and  the  good.  Evils 
which  tend  to  dethrone  God  and  substitute  for 
Him  matter  and  reason  are  constantly  spread- 
ing over  the  world  and  becoming  more  deeply 
rooted  in  the  minds  and  hearts  of  men.  The 
life  of  our  country,  the  principles  of  democracy 
are  being  assailed.  Reorganization  seems  inevit- 
able and  it  is  for  us  to  see  that  it  is  brought 
about,  if  it  must  come,  upon  sane,  true,  estab- 
lished principles  of  wisdom  and  virtue.  May 
we  not  shrink  from  the  noble  task  entrusted  to 
us!    Our  duty  is  clear  and  with  all  the  vigor  of 


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Commencement 


ONCE  again  Alma  Mater  bids  more  of  her 
sons  go  forth  and  fight,  armed  with  the 
principles  with  which  she  has  fortified 
us,  lor  God,  for  country  and  for  ourselves.  For 
her  it  is  but  a  milestone  in  her  glorious  career, 
another  gem  in  the  diadem  which  crowns  the 
success  of  her  noble  mission.  But  for  us  in 
whose  care  she  entrusts  her  treasures,  our  part- 
ing day  has  a  peculiar  and  individual  signifi- 
cance. The  ideals  that  have  been  placed  so 
vividly  and  constantly  before  us  in  the  dim  light 
of  the  horizon  of  practical  life  which  is  now 
looming  up  have  an  added  lustre.  Heretofore 
we  were  accustomed  to  view  these  treasures  of 
virtue  and  knowledge  as  they  are  in  themselves, 
disassociated  as  it  were  from  the  actual  condi- 
tions to  be  found  in  life.  And  now,  as  we  are 
about  to  apply  them,  a  new  \iew,  a  wholly  dif- 
ferent aspect  is  forced  upon  us.     Never  before 


were  young  shoulders  so  heavily  burdened. 
Today  we  are  commissioned  to  combat  in  our 
own  spheres  the  evils  that  beset  the  progress  of 
good  in  the  world.  Verily  these  evils  are  not 
to  be  repudiated  as  something  old,  diseases  that 
have  disturbed  society  for  centuries.  Condi- 
tions exist  today  which  never  before  engaged 
the  attention  of  the  wise  and  the  good.  Evils 
which  tend  to  dethrone  God  and  substitute  for 
Him  matter  and  reason  are  constantly  spread- 
ing over  the  world  and  becoming  more  deeply 
rooted  in  tlie  minds  and  hearts  of  men.  The 
life  of  our  country,  the  principles  of  democracy 
are  being  assailed.  Reorganization  seems  inevit- 
al)le  and  it  is  for  us  to  see  that  it  is  brought 
about,  if  it  must  come,  upon  sane,  true,  estab- 
lished principles  of  wisdom  and  virtue.  May 
we  not  shrink  from  the  noble  task  entrusted  to 
us!     Our  duty  is  clear  and  with  all  the  vigor  of 


sopiiOMORK  pki.-mki)k;ai.  class 

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youthful  hope  we  set  out  to  perform  it.    May  own  well-being  in  after  life,  when  we  must  care 

we  do  justice  to  Alma  Mater!    May  time  not  for  ourselves,  let  us  remember  that  prosperity 

dim  in  our  minds  the  truth  of  her  teachings!  and  true  success  do  not  always  go  hand  in  hand. 

May  association  never  lessen  the  lustre  of  the  Let  salvation  and  success  be  for  us  synonymous, 

principles  she  has  made  clear  to  us !    As  for  our  Villanova,  we  bid  you  a  fond  adieu ! 


Alumni  Drive 


WE,  who  have  not  as  yet  passed  from  Villanova!  You  have  not  forgotten  your  col- 
under  the  care  and  supervision  of  the  lege  days,  the  inspiring  lessons  of  truth  and 
fond  mother,  cannot  imagine  how  any  goodness  that  fell  from  the  lips  of  interested 
alumnus  can  easily  forget  the  kind  and  loving  professors.  To  many  of  you  now  she  is  a  child- 
care  so  lavishly  showered  upon  him  in  his  college  hood  dream.  Often  must  she  be  the  object  of 
days  by  Alma  Mater.  In  actual  life,  one  of  the  your  thoughts,  but  do  you  regret  that  you  are 
keenest  regrets  of  grown-up  men  who  have  been  not  doing  more  than  you  are  at  present  to  show 
deprived  of  their  parents  is  the  fact  that  they  your  appreciation  for  the  good  she  has  done  for 
have  lost  their  own  chance  to  be  grateful  for  you?  Villanova  needs  you  now  and  because  she 
the  care,  the  watchful  interest  bestowed  upon  knows  you  think  of  her  often  and  kindly,  she  is 
them  in  childhood  by  loving  parents.  In  dreamy  going  to  ask  you  to  show  in  a  practical  way  your 
moods,  in  days  of  reminiscence,  they  look  back  appreciation  of  her  work. 

to  the  time  when  their  hearts  and  minds  were  There  is  a  pressing  need  at  Villanova,  one 
being  trained  by  the  virtuous  wisdom  of  God-  which  has  long  been  felt  for  a  suitable  gymnasium 
fearing  parents.  They  can  picture  themselves  and  swimming  pool.  Now  the  time  is  ripe  to 
at  their  mother's  knee,  lisping  in  repetition  the  satisfy  that  need.  Before  long,  it  is  hoped,  our 
prayers  which  fell  from  her  dear  lips.  They  dreams,  our  earnest  desires  in  this  regard  will  be 
feel  again  the  loving  caress  of  her  hand;  they  realized.  But  this  cannot  be  effected  without 
hear  again  her  admonition  to  be  good  always,  the  support  of  our  Alumni.  Material  aid, 
They  see  again  in  her  eyes  the  light  of  love  together  with  moral  support,  is  necessary, 
interesting  itself  in  everything  that  would  Therefore,  are  Villanova's  graduates  approached 
redound  to  her  children's  welfare.  With  a  sigh  to  help  in  some  way  the  good  work  which  their 
of  regret  they  now  feel  their  utter  helplessness  Alma  Mater  is  carrying  on. 
to  show  their  appreciation,  for  the  object  of  their  Alumni,  Villanova  has  been  to  you  a  fond 
loving  thoughts  is  gone.  She  is  but  a  fond  and  mother.  Often  in  climbing  the  ladder  of  suc- 
cherished  memory.  But  there  is  another  cess  you  have  thought  of  the  help  she  afforded 
mother,  a  mother  equally  as  loving  and  inter-  you  in  your  youthful  days.  Now  she  needs  your 
ested  in  her  children's  welfare,  and  that  mother  help.  Her  needs  are  forever  growing.  Her  mis- 
still  lives.  Is  it  because  she  lives  that  she  is  sion  is  rapidly  expanding.  The  opportunity  is 
neglected?  Had  she  gone,  too,  would  the  lavish  presented  to  you  now  to  show  your  apprecia- 
care  she  bestowed  on  many  young  minds  and  tion.  Your  help  is  asked.  Be  kind,  thoughtful, 
hearts  be  more  vividly  recalled?     Alumni  of  grateful  children  to  a  fond  mother. 


IN  THE  April  Fordhatn  Monthly  we  found  a 
very  well-written  article,  "A  Pair  of  Trait- 
ors," dealing  with  those  widely  dissimilar 
Orangemen,  Sir  Edward  Carson  and  Sir  Roger 
Casement.  The  writer  evidently  knows  whereof 
he  speaks,  and  his  comparison  of  the  lives  and 
deeds  of  these  two  Irishmen,  one  of  whose  vio- 
lent sedition  against  the  British  Government 
was  rewarded  with  a  Cabinet  office,  and  the 
other  whose  valiant  fight  for  his  country's  lib- 
erty brought  him  a  disgraceful  death,  is  skil- 
fully drawn.  To  call  Casement  a  traitor  to 
England  is  certainly  as  far-fetched  and  absurd 
as  it  would  be  to  call  Washington,  Adams,  and 
Henry  traitors  to  that  same  power. 

The  story,  "Camouflage  Will  Out,"  in  the 
April  Boston  College  Stylus,  is  deserving  of  the 
highest  praise.  The  author  has  mastered  a 
hackneyed  plot  in  a  very  clever  manner  and 
has  produced  a  veritable  little  gem  of  a  short 
story,  pleasantly  reminiscent  of  O.  Henry. 

The  essay,  "Vagaries  of  a  Vagrant,"  in  the 


March  Niagara  Index,  is  written  in  a  charmingly 
personal  vein  that  is  very  pleasing. 

The  essay,  "Mother,"  in  the  April  Jlfit>rn*ng 
Star  from  Conception  College,  deals  briefly  but 
tenderly  with  a  very  sacred  theme.  But  after 
all,  we  think  that  no  one  but  a  literary  artist  of 
the  greatest  genius  could  even  begin  to  picture 
adequately  the  perfection,  the  sanctity,  the  dig- 
nity of  motherhood.  A  mother's  life,  her  sacri- 
fices and  sorrows,  is  the  best  eulogy,  the  most 
lasting  tribute  of  all,  because  it  is  written  in 
blood  and  tears  and  stamped  on  the  hearts  of 
womanhood  for  all  time.  The  word  "Mother" 
is  the  most  exquisite  poem  ever  conceived. 

We  were  rather  disappointed  with  the  dearth 
of  literary  articles  in  the  Georgetown  College  Jour- 
nal for  May.  The  various  school  and  athletic 
notes  seem  to  take  up  most  of  the  room,  but  we 
think  more  space  should  be  reserved  for  a  few 
stories.  The  article  on  Lieutenant  Guynemer, 
the  French  "Ace  of  Aces,"  is  interesting  and 
well  written.  There  is  a  good  deal  of  verse  in  this 
issue  but  with  the  exception  of  the  two  poems, 
written  by  an  alumnus,  none  of  it  is  noteworthy. 


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Ordinations 
Rt.  Rev.  D.  J.  Dougherty,  Archbishop  of 
Philadelphia,  raised  to  the  dignity  of  the  priest- 
hood a  large  class  of  young  men  on  Sunday,  June 
8th,  The  impressive  ceremony  took  place  in 
the'  chapel  of  Overbrook  Seminary.  Villanova 
was  well  represented.  Those  ordained  from  the 
College  were  Revs.  Thomas  B.  Austin,  Joseph 
Hartley,  Francis  A.  Diehl,  Ruellan  P.  Fink, 
Michael  A.  Hopkins,  Peter  C.  Hufnagel,  James 
M.  Kelly,  Thomas  C.  McLeod,  John  P.  Mc- 
Guire,  Emile  Misson,  John  S.  O'Leary,  James 
R.  Simpson.  The  newly  ordained  priests  cele- 
brated their  first  masses  in  their  home  towns  on 
Sunday,  June  15,  1919.  To  each  of  them  the 
ViLLANOVAN  extends  ' '  Ad  multos  annos. " 

Honor  for  Rt.  Rev.  Chaplain 
Villanova  recently  welcomed  Chaplain  War- 
ing when  he  made  a  short  visit  to  Alma  Mater. 
There  was  an  added  pleasure  in  receiving  the 
great  chaplain  because  he  bore  a  recognition  of 
his  abilities  and  his  efficient  work  before  and 
during  the  work  in  the  honor  conferred  upon 
him  by  the  Holy  See — the  title  of  Monsignor. 
The  students  were  overjoyed  when  it  was 
announced  that  the  Chaplain  would  talk  to  them. 
He  spoke  on  the  good  work  of  our  boys  overseas, 
from  which  he  has  just  returned  and  urged 
upon  the  student  body  the  necessity  of  military 
training. 


Doctor  of  Divinity  for  Father  Hickey 
On  May  20,  1919,  Very  Reverend  Thomas  C. 
Middleton  conferred  on  Rev.  Joseph  A.  Hickey 
the  degree  of  Doctor  of  Divinity.  Dr.  Hickey 
successfully  passed  examinations  for  this  degree 
in  Rome  and  for  the  past  five  years  has  been 
Regent  of  Studies  at  Villanova.  The  Villa- 
novan  extends  congratulations  to  Dr.  Hickey 
on  this  new  honor. 

Staff  Changes 

The  Annual  Banquet  of  the  Editorial  Staff 
was  held  on  Thursday  evening,  June  12th,  in 
Kugler's  Hotel,  Philadelphia.  The  election  of 
officers  for  the  coming  year  was  announced. 
Editor-in-Chief  James  J.  Egan  will  be  succeeded 
by  Harold  J.  Wiegand.  We  entertain  no  doubt 
of  Mr.  Wiegand's  success.  His  work  to  help 
along  the  cause  of  journalism  has  been  efficient 
and  varied.  Thomas  Hanley  will  be  suc- 
ceeded in  the  Alumni  Notes  by  Stephen  Burke. 
Howard  Thornbury  will  take  charge  of  the 
Exchanges  ;.Assistant  Advertising,  Kevin  Reeves. 

Our  President,  Father  Dean,  and  Doctor 
Hickey,  Faculty  Adviser,  were  present  and 
encouraged  the  workers  to  greater  achievements 
while  congratulating  the  members  of  the  staff 
on  what  has  been  done. 

Commencement  Day 
June  16th  was  an  eventful  day  for  the  Class 


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Ordinations 
Rt.  Rev.  E).  J-  Dougherty,  Archbishop  of 
Philadelphia,  raised  to  die  dignity  of  the  priest- 
hood a  large  class  of  young  nien  on  Sunday,  June 
8th.  The  impre-ssive  ceremony  took  place  in 
the  chapel  of  Overbrook  Seminary.  Villanova 
was  well  represented.  Those  ordained  from  the 
College  were  Revs.  Thomas  B.  Austin,  Joseph 
Hartley,  Francis  A.  Dichl,  Ruellan  P.  Fink, 
Michael  A.  Hopkins,  Peter  C.  Hufnagel,  James 
M.  Kelly,  Thomas  C.  McLeod,  John  P.  Mc- 
Guire,  Emile  Mis.son,  John  S.  O'I.eary,  James 
R.  Simpson.  The  newly  ordained  priests  cele- 
brated their  first  masses  in  their  home  towns  on 
Sunday,  June  15,  1919.  To  each  of  them  the 
ViLLANOVAN  extends  "Ad  multos  annos." 

Honor  for  Rt.  Rev.  Chaplain 
Villanova  recently  welcomed  Chaplain  War- 
ing when  he  made  a  short  visit  to  Alma  Mater. 
There  was  an  added  pleasure  in  receiving  the 
great  chajilain  because  he  bore  a  recognition  of 
his  abilities  and  his  efficient  work  before  and 
during  the  work  in  the  honor  conferred  upon 
him  by  the  Holy  See — the  title  of  Monsignor. 
The  students  were  overjoyed  when  it  was 
announced  (hat  the  Chaplain  would  talk  to  them. 
He  spoke  on  the  go(Kl  work  of  our  boys  overseas, 
from  which  he  has  just  returned  and  urged 
upon  the  student  Ixnly  the  necessity  of  military 
training. 


Doctor  ok  Divinity  for  Fatiifr  Hickey 
On  May  20,  1919,  Very  Reverend  Thomas  C. 
Middleton  conferred  on  Rev.  Joseph  A.  Hickey 
the  degree  of  Doctor  of  Divinity.  Dr.  Hickey 
successfully  passed  examinations  for  this  degree 
in  Rome  and  for  the  past  five  years  has  been 
Regent  of  Studies  at  Villanova.  The  Vili.a- 
NOVAN  extends  congratulations  to  Dr.  Hickey 
on  this  new  honor. 

Staff  Changes 

The  Annual  Banquet  of  the  Editorial  Staff 
was  held  on  Thur.s<lay  evening,  June  12th,  in 
Kugler's  Hotel,  Philadelphia.  The  election  of 
officers  for  the  coming  year  was  announced. 
Editor-in-Chief  James  J.  l^gan  will  be  succeeded 
by  Harold  J.  Wiegand.  We  entertain  no  doubt 
of  Mr.  Wiegand's  success.  His  work  to  help 
along  the  cause  of  journalism  has  been  efficient 
and  varied.  Thomas  Hanley  will  be  suc- 
ceeded in  the  Alumni  Notes  by  Stephen  Burke. 
Howard  Thornbury  will  take  charge  of  the 
l^xchanges;.Assistant  Advertising,  Kevin  Reeves. 

Onr  President,  Father  Dean,  and  Doctor 
Hickey,  h^iculty  Adviser,  were  [iresent  and 
encouraged  the  workers  to  greater  acliie\cinents 
while  congratulating  the  nienibers  of  the  staff 
on  what  has  been  done. 

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June  16lh  was  an  eventful  day  for  the  Class 


36 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


of  '19.  Nature  seemed  never  to  have  decked 
herself  so  gaily.  The  flowers  and  lawns  and 
birds  sounded  a  harmonious  chord  of  peace  and 
jubilation.  The  procession  of  graduates  and 
alumni  proceeded  first  to  the  beautiful  chapel. 
Here  a  note  of  isorrow  was  struck  when  thoughts 
welled  up  in  our  hearts  of  our  Villanova  boys 
who  had  given  the  supreme  pledge  of  devotion 
to  their  country.  A  Solemn  Requiem  Mass  was 
celebrated  for  these  boys  by  Rt.  Rev.  Mon- 
signor  George  J.  Waring,  U.  S.  Army  Chaplain 
and  Vicar-General  of  Chaplains. 

At  ten  o'clock  His  Grace  Archbishop  Dough- 
erty of  Philadelphia  presided  at  the  Commence- 
ment Exercises.  Rev,  James  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A., 
President,  conferred  the  degrees.  The  Saluta- 
tory was  delivered  by  John  T.  Coan.  Harry 
Caffrey  gave  the  Valedictory.  Hon.  Charles 
McEvoy  addressed  the  graduates.  ! 

The  following  degrees  were  conferred: 
Honorary  Doctor  of  Laws — Charles  Denis 
McAvoy,    George   Joseph   Waring,    James   A. 
Kelly,  ::;■.^:v-:,r;■:--.■':/;^^:■■;^ 

Master  of  Arts — Rev.  Thomas  B.  Austin, 
O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  Joseph  C.  Bartley,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev. 
Peter  C.  Hufnagel,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  John  F.  Ham- 
mond, O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  Emile  H.  Misson,  O.  S.  A., 
Rev.  John  P.  McGuire,  O.  S.  A.,  Thomas  C. 
McLeod,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  James  R.  Simpson, 
O.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  John  V.  Domminey, 
Charles  H.  Herken,  Sister  Mary  Alma,  O.  H.  M. 

Master  of  Science— Rev.  Francis  A.  Diehl, 
O.  S.  A.,  Edward  J.  Dougherty,  Rev.  Ruellan 
P.  Fink,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  Michael  A.  Hopkins, 
O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  John  S.  O'Leary,  O.  S.  A. 

Civil  Engineer — Thomas  H.  Easley,  '14, 
C.  Raymond  Larkin,  '14. 

Bachelor  of  Arts — ^Sister  M.  Adele,  Sister 
M.  Immaculata,  Sister  M.  Gabriel,  Sister  M. 
Mercia,  Sister  M.  Regina,  Sister  M.  St.  Thomas, 
Sister  M.  Vincenza,  Bernard  M.  Albers,  Henry 
A.  Caffrey,  John  T.  Coan,  James  J.  Egan,  Ger- 
ald F.  Hart,  Alexander  J.  Malone,  Anselm  A. 
Moreau,  John  F.  O'Brien,  Edward  J.  Quinn, 
Francis  A.  Raflferty,  Francis  D.  Ronan,  John 
A.  Walsh. 

"Carry  on"  along  military  lines,  in  order  to 
be  well  prepared  for  the  future. 


Lieutenant  Sweeney's.  Lecture 
On  May  23rd,  Lieutenant  Joseph  Sweeney 
of  the  Class  of  1912,  who  was  on  active  duty 
with  the  Artillery  in  France  for  over  a  year, 
gave  an  interesting  lecture  on  his  experience 
with  that  branch  of  the  service,  dwelling  par- 
ticularly on  the  status  of  the  Engineer  in  the 

Artillery.  ,  : ;  :/;;■■  ■,^',V-:-r.::':^'^'^-'-:;V' 

Lieutenant  Sweeney's  knowledge  of  the  sub- 
ject was  far-reaching  and  his  explanations  of  th^^ 
types  and  methods  of  use  of  the  various  shells, 
bombs,  and  field  pieces  and  the  elaborate  scheme 
of  communication  during  attacks  upon  the 
enemy  proved  a  source  of  enlightenment  to  his 
appreciative  audience. 


Gymnasium  and  Swimming  Pool 
Plans  are  already  completed  for  the  erection 
of  the  new  gymnasium  and  swimming  pool 
which  are  expected  to  be  ready  for  use  in  Sep- 
tember. Work  is  to  be  begun  on  these  projects 
as  soon  as  possible  in  order  to  have  them  ready 
on  time.  These  two  additions  will  fill  long-felt 
needs.  The  pool  is  to  be  60x25  feet  and  the 
gymnasium  likewise  will  be  of  good  proportions 
and  equipped  with  every  facility  for  develop- 
ment along  athletic  lines. 

Thesis 
The  thesis  for  the  month  of  May  was  deliv- 
ered by  J.  Howard  Tyrrell,  '20,  at  the  regular 
meeting  of  Phi  Kappa  Pi  Society.  Mr.  Tyr- 
rell's subject,  "Oil  Furnaces",  was  well  devel- 
oped and  touched  upon  practical  rather  than 
technical  advantages  and  disadvantages  to  this 
type  of  furnace  which  is  being  used  in  many 
foundries  today.  Detailed  drawings  of  the  more 
complex  workings  of  the  furnace  supplemented 
the  unusually  interesting  lecture. 

Society  Elections 

The  results  of  the  election  of  officers  for  the 
Phi  Kappa  Pi  for  the  year  1919-20  were  as 
follows: 

President — ^John  J.  Maguire, '20. 

Vice-President— Alfred  Kane,  '21. 

Secretary — Elme    Hertzler,  '22. 

Sergeant-at-Arms — ^William  T.  Bride,  '21. 


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Alumni  Gym 

THE  Alumni  Fund,  started  in  1915,  has 
been  allowed  to  drag  along  for  the  past 
two  years  because  of  abnormal  financial 
conditions.  We  believe  that  the  time  is  now  ripe 
for  a  new  drive.  What  are  you  going  to  do  to 
help  the  cause? 

This  is  our  present  program:  We  intend  to 
begin  building  this  summer.  Our  plan  embraces 
the  remodeling  of  the  old  Academy,  the  con- 
struction of  an  up-to-date  Gymnasium  in  the 
east  wing  of  the  same,  and  the  building  of  a 
first-class  swimming  pool.  The  Provincial  and 
the  Delinitory  have  assured  us  of  their  material 
assistance.  We  look  to  the  Alumni  to  contribute 
generously.  If  we  can  raise  an  additional 
$20,000  between  now  and  Commencement  suc- 
cess is  assured.  What  will  be  your  share?  A 
little  teamwork  and  Alumni  Hall  will  be  in 
process  of  erection  by  July  1st. 

Here  is  the  situation  in  a  nutshell : 

Cash $9,405 .00 

Cash,  S.  A.  T.  C ..........>.....,,.  823.50 

Liberty  Bonds 600.00 

Pledges  unpaid 2,556.00 

■:'■.-  ■.;;. $13,384. 50 

■;■;:':  \, ..::.;  J  ^v;;:'^^^^  ROLL' 

General  Morrell.  .  . $5,000.00 

Thomas  B.  Austin 1,000.00 

V.  Rev.  N.  J.  Murphy,  O.  S.  A 500.00 

J.  Stanley  Smith 500.00 

Rev.  John  I.  Whelan 300.00 


nasium  Fund 


H.  G.  McCully 

Rev.  A.  J.  Plunkett 

Dr.  B.J.  Daly..  . .  .  ,^ .    ,    .    . . . 

John  J.  Tierney.  ..... . . . . . . . . , 

Rev.  T.  A.  Healey,  O.  S.  A..  . . . 

Murtha  P.  Quinn. . . . . .... ... . 

Rev.  E.  G.  Dohan,  O.  S.  A. .  . . . 

Edward  M.  Bok 

Dr.  Charles  Jones. .  . .... . . . . . . 

Edward  M.  Clarke 

Rev.  Francis  P.  Moore.  ...... . 

Hon.  Thomas  Higgins.  , .  . ..... 

Dr.  Kolmer , 

Rev.  Father  Flood 

Charles  McGeehan. 

Dr.  M.  T.  Barrett.  .  .  ......... 

Hon.  Charles  Nagle 

Louis  B.  Tucker 

John  J.  Quinn,  Ph.D 

Joseph  Rafter 

Thomas  M.  Dalton 

Edward  J.  Dougherty 

Dr.  Charles  Magee 

Dr.  George  H.  Meeker 

Joseph  Rapp 

William  B.  Miller 

Frank  Rooney 

John  Reeves 

Judge  Joseph  T,  Daley 

Charles  R.  Strong 

Gerald  O'Connor 

James  M.  Kelly 

Raymond  Larkin 


250.00 

250.00 

200.00 

100.00 

100.00 

100.00 

100.00 

100.00 

100.00 

100  00 

100.00 

100.00 

50.00 

50.00 

50.00 

50.00 

50.00 

25.00 

25.00 

25.00 

25.00 

25.00 

20.00 

10.00 

10.00 

10.00 

10.00 

5.00 

5.00 

5.00 

S.OO 

10.00 

40.00 


Total $9,405 .00 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


Liberty  Bonds 

Rev.  Howard  A.  Barry $100.00 

Rt.  Rev.  W.  A.  Jones,  O.  S.  A 100.00 

Paul  Quinn 100.00 

William  A.  Slavin 100.00 

Lawrence  Tierney 100.00 

Rt.  Rev.  George  J.  Waring 100.00 

Total $600.00 

Pledges 

The  Villanovan $  100.00 

John  J.  Tierney 1,000.00 

Paul  Quinn 500.00 

Rev.  A.  J,  Plunkett 500.00 

Edward  M.  Clark 500.00 

Thomas  M.  Reap 100.00 

Edward  J.  Dougherty 100.00 

John  V.  Domminey 50 .  00 

Rev.  James  J.  Hasson,  O.  S,  A 50 .00 

Dr.  M.  T,  Barrett 25 .00 

J.  T.  Pallis 15.00 

$2,940.00 

Total $2,940.00 

Paid  on  same  and  credited  as  Cash 384 .  00 

Pledges  due $2,556.00 

In  addition  to  the  above,  the  following  donations  and 
pledges  were  made  on  the  occasion  of  the  Alumni  Ban- 
quet, June  16,  1919. 

Evan  Quinn $500.00 

Dr.  Steinbach 100.00 

Rev.  P.  A.  Lynch,  O.  S.  A 100.00 

Rev.  D.  J.  O'Mahoney,  O.  S.  A 100.00 

Liberty  Bond 

Rev.  Dr.  Farrall  Martin 100.00 


Cash 

J.  Stanley  Sniith. 


100.00 


Edward  J.  Dougherty,  '12,  has  been  placed 
in  charge  of  the  Philadelphia  District  of  the 
Empire  Engineering  Company  with  offices  at 
2214  Chestnut  Street.  He  has  been  connected 
with  the  company  since  his  graduation.  The 
appointment  was  made  April  1st. 

The  Annual  Alumni  Banquet  took  place  in 
the  College  Dining  Hall  on  Monday,  June  16th, 
at  one  o'clock. 

On  May  6,  1919,  Rev.  Hugh  A.  Gallagher, 
for  many  years  Prior  of  Villanova,  died  at  St. 
Agnes'  Hospital.  Father  Gallagher  had  been 
sick  for  the  past  year.  The  funeral  took  place 
at  Villanova  on  Friday,  May  9,  1919.  Father 
Gallagher's  life  was  an  exceptionally  active  one. 
Villanova  will  always  love  and  cherish  his 
memory.  His  old  parishioners  will  grieve  at  the 
loss  of  one  who  was  a  true  pastor  of  souls.  May 
he  rest  in  peace. 

Chaplain  Father  McDonald,  O.  S.  A.,  who 
was  a  lieutenant  at  Camp  MacPherson,  Ogle- 
thorpe, Ga.,  has  been  advanced  to  the  rank  of 
captain. 

Robert  J.  Williams,  A.M.,  an  alumnus  of 
Villanova,  has  returned  from  France  where  he 
was  a  second  lieutenant  in  the  Medical  Corps  of 
the  army.  He  has  opened  an  office  in  Hartford, 
Conn.,  for  Minor  Oral  Surgery  and  has  built  up 
a  large  practice. 


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BASEBALL 

ViLLANovA,  10;  Catholic  University,  6 
On  April  23rd,  the  'Varsity  journeyed  to 
Washington  »to  cross  bats  with  the  Catholic 
University  team,  and  proved  itself  more  than  a 
match  for  the  Capital  City  nine,  winning  its 
fourth  consecutive  victory,  10  to  6.  Though 
the  home  team  only  solved  Jones'  delivery  for 
four  hits,  the  passes  accorded  them  aided  in  the 
scoring.  Jones  was  unable  to  locate  the  plate 
in  the  first  three  innings,  and  passed  seven  men 
which  coupled  with  three  hits  and  a  wild  pitch 
netted  the  home  team  five  runs.  After  that  the 
big  fellow  settled  down  and  held  his  opponents 
to  one  run  during  the  remainder  of  the  game. 
Specht  and  Dawling  who  twirled  for  Catholic 
University  were  easy  for  the  'Varsity  sluggers, 
who  acquired  no  less  than  fifteen  hits  off  their 
delivery.  Robinson  was  the  chief  offender  at 
bat,  getting  four  safe  blows  in  five  trips  to  the 
plate;  Cronin  and  McGeehah  also  hit  well,  the 
latter  having  two  doubles  to  his  credit.  Though 
there  were  two  hours  and  ten  minutes  of  play, 
the  game  proved  very  interesting  and  exciting 
throughout. 

VlLLANOVA  R  H  O      A  E 

Robinson,  cf ........,...>.  3  4  10  0 

McAndrews,  ss ,  •  ■  • 0  1  3      1  1 

McGeehan,  3b 2  2  0      2  0 

Murray,  lb 0  2  11      0  0 

Smith,  rf 0  0  0      0  1 

Kane,  cf.... ..;......,.,..........  10  3      0  0 

Cronin,  2b,.. 2  3  3      3  1 

Hertzler,  c ;.;......  2  1  5       2  0 

Jones,  p ...........  0  2151 

,  Totals 10     15     27     13      4 


Catholic  U.                             R  H  O  A     E 

Glennon,  If 1  0  5  0      0 

Rooney,  3b 0  0  0  10 

Corwin,  c 2  2  3  1      0 

Lucey,  ss 1  1  2  4      2 

Schwartz,  2b 1  1  4  3      0 

Hopke,  rf 10  2  10 

Carroll,  cf 0  0  0  0      0 

Hendricks,  lb 0  0  11  0      I 

Specht,  p 0  0  0  1      0 

Dowling,  p 0  0  0  2      0 

Totals 6      4    27     13      3 

Villanova 2    3     0    0     110     1     2—10 

Catholic  University 2    03010000—6 

Two-base  hits^McGeehan,  2.  Three-base  hit— Corwin. 
Sacrifice  hits — Kendricks,  McAndrews,  Smith,  Hertzler. 
Stolen  bases — Lucey,  3;  Carroll,  Hendricks,  Robinson. 
Struck  out — By  Specht,  1 ;  by  Dowling,  2 ;  by  Jones,  4. 
Bases  on  balls — Off  Specht,  1 ;  off  Dowling,  1 ;  off  Jones, 
7.  Hit  by  pitched  ball — Hopke,  Jones,  Cronin.  Time  of 
game — 2.10.     Umpire — Bishop. 

Villanova,  11;  Haverford,  1 
The  'Varsity  continued  its  winning  streak, 
when  on  April  30th,  the  Haverford  nine  was 
completely  outclassed  on  the  local  field.  The 
Villanova  batsmen  solved  Kearney's  delivery 
for  thirteen  hits,  including  three  home  runs,  two 
triples  and  a  double.  Murray  started  the  twirl- 
ing for  Villanova  and  held  the  visitors  to  one 
hit  in  four  innings  after  which  Coach  McGee- 
han sent  Jones  to  the  mound.  The  big  fellow 
was  in  fine  form  and  held  the  visitors  hitless 
during  the  remainder  of  the  game.  In  this  game 
Smith  and  McDermott  had  circuit  clouts.  The 
hitting  of  McGeehan,  Murray  and  McAndrews 
featured  the  contest. 


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R    H     E 

Haverford ! .  1  0  0  0  0  0  0  0  0—  1       1       3 

Villanova 3  2  3  110  1  0  x— 11     13.     1 

Two-base  hits — McGeehan.  Three-base  hits — Mc- 
Andrews,  Murray.  Home  runs — McGeehan,  McDermott, 
Smith.  Stolen  bases — Robinson,  McAndrews,  Cronin, 
Crosman.  Sacrifice  hits — Kane,  2;  Carey.  Double  play 
— Cronin  to  McDermott.  Struck  out — By  Murray,  6; 
by  Jones,  7;  by  Kearney,  7.  Bases  on  balls — Off  Mur- 
ray, 1;  off  Jones,  1;  off  Kearney,  2.  Time  of  game — 2.10. 
Umpire — Griffit  h. 


Villanova 


R     H     O     A     E 


Robinson,  If , . . , , . .  0  1  1  0*0 

McAndrews,  ss 0  0  2  t  0 

McGeehan,  3b 0  1  1  5  0 

Murray,  lb , 0  1  10  0  0 

McDermott,  rf 0  0  1  0  0 

Kane,  cf 0  0  0  0  0 

Cronin,  2b 0  0  1  1  0 

Hertzler,  c 1  1  8  1  0 

Jones,  p 0  0  0  0  0 


Totals. 


1      4    24      8 


Army 


R     H     O     A  E 


Army,  2;  Villanova,  1 
Villanova  sustained  its  first  defeat  of  the  sea- 
son, when,  on  May  3rd,  after  a  string  of  five 
victories,  the  team  lost  to  the  Army  nine,  2  to  1. 
This  game  proved  one  of  the  fastest  and  most 
interesting  contests  seen  on  the  Cadet  diamond 
in  many  seasbns.  The  contest  was  replete  with 
fast,  snappy  plays,  and  both  Jones  and  McGrath 
displayed  rare  form  in  the  box.  Once  more, 
however,  the  wildness  of  Jones  proved  disas- 
trous. In  the  fateful  second  inning,  the  big  lad 
gave  passes  to  Tate  and  Honnen,  the  first  men 
up  that  inning.  The  next  two  men  were  retired 
on  strikes,  but  Jones  grooved  one  for  McCar- 
thy and  the  stocky  backstop  drove  it  to  deep 
left  center,  sending  in  the  only  tallies  made  by 
the  Army.  The  next  man  fanned,  making  three 
strikeouts  for  the  inning. 

The  'Varsity  fell  short  of  tying  the  score  in 
the  third  when  Hertzler  opened  up  with  a  sin- 
gle. He  went  to  second  on  a  wild  pitch,  took 
third  on  Robinson's  single  and  scored  on  Mc- 
Andrews' fly  to  deep  center,  Robinson  taking 
second  on  the  throw  in.  McGeehan  made  a  vain 
attempt  to  tie  the  score  when  he  hit  a  long  fly 
to  left.  Johnson  started  for  it  at  the  crack  of 
the  bat  and  only  after  a  hard  run  terminated 
by  a  sensational  catch  did  he  prevent  the  tying 
run  and  an  extra-base  drive  for  McGeehan. 

Jack  Domminey,  a  graduate  of  Villanova  in 
the  1917  class  and  first  Editor-in-Chief  of  the 
ViLLANOVAN,  played  third  for  the  Army  nine 
and  put  up  a  fast  fielding  game.  He  also  secured 
one  of  his  team's  three  hits.  Hughie  McGeehan 
had  a  great  day  in  the  field,  accepting  five  diffi- 
cult chances  perfectly. 


Domminey,  3b » ,.  0  13  11 

Wilhide,  2b .\  . .   0  0  3  3       1 

Lystad,  cf 0  0  2  0      0 

Tate,  ss 10  2  10 

Honnen,  rf 1  1  1  0      0 

Billo,  lb ^ 0  0  8  0      0 

Johnson,  If 0  0  3  0      0 

McCarthy,  c 0  1  7  3      0 

McGrath,  p 0  0  0  0      0 


Totals 2      3    27     10      2 


Villanova 0    0 

Army 0    2 


10    0    0    0    0    0—1 
0    0    0    0     0    0    X— 2 


Three-base  hit — McCarthy.  Sacrifice  fly — McAn- 
drews. Double  play — McGeehan  to  Murray,  Stolen 
bases — ^Tate,  Honnen.  Struck  out — By  Jones,  8;  by  Mc- 
Grath, 7.  Bases  on  balls — Off  Jones,  3.  Wild  pitch— 
McGrath.  Time  of  game — 1.20.  Umpires — -CuUum  and 
Marshall.  •■ 

Villanova,  5;  Catholic  University,  3 
In  an  interesting  game  on  the  local  field  on 
May  9th,  the  'Varsity  defeated  the  Catholic 
University  nine  for  the  second  time  this  season, 
by  the  score  of  5  to  3.  Jones  was  on  the  mound 
for  the  Blue  and  White  and  although  inclined 
to  be  erratic  at  times,  he  held  the  visitors  to 
three  hits.  Excellent  fielding  by  his  team- 
mates at  critical  stages  of  the  game  kept  the 
scoring  down. 

After  Catholic  University  had  pushed  over  a 
run  in  the  opening  session,  mainly  through  the 
home  team's  misplayfe,  Villanova  took  the  lead 
with  two  runs  in  its  half  of  the  inning.  Robin- 
son singled,  took  second  on  McAndrews'  sacri- 
fice and  scored  on  McGeehan 's  hit,  the  latter 
taking  second  on  the   throw  in.     Mclntyre's 


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muff  of  Hertzler's  fly  put  McGeehan  on  third. 
He  scored  on  a  wild  pitch. 

In  the  third,  Captain  Jim  connedtied  with  one 
of  Long's  fast  ones  and  sent  it  over  Lucey's  head 
for  circuit  of  the  bases.  Singles  by  Jones  and 
Robinson  together  with  an  infield  out  netted 
another  run  in  the  fourth.  Villanova's  final  tally 
came  in  the  eighth  when  Robinson's  triple 
brought  in  Cronin,  who  had  reached  first  on 
Long's•error.v,;:/;v;:;^•^;, ;':.,'-; ^^v  ,■/■ -^  v:;^!,/' 

Schwartz's  catch  of  McGeehaii's  fly  to  deep 
center  in  the  third  inning  robbed  Villanova  of 
another  tally,  and  proved  to  be  the  feature  of 
the  game.  The  fielding  of  McGeehan  with  ten 
chances  and  McAndrews  excelled  for  Villanova. 
Rooney's  work  at  short  for  the  visitors  was 
sensational. 

Catholic  U.  '  R  H  O     A  E 

Mclntyre,  If 10  0      0  1 

Rooney,  ss 1  0  0      6  0 

McDonough,  c 0  0  6      2  0 

Lucey,rf 0  11       0  0 

Schwartz,  cf 0  0  10  0 

Carroll,  3b 0  0  110 

Fitzgerald,  2b 0  0  2      0  0 

Kendricks,  lb 0  0  12       1  0 

Long,  p 1  2  1      4  1 

Totals 3      3     24     12       2 

Villanova     «                              R     H  O     A     E 

Robinson,  If 1       3  0      0      0 

McAndrews,  ss. .............. . 00421 

McGeehan,  3b 12  4      6      0 

Murray,  lb 1       2  14      0      0 

Hertzler,  c 0      1  4       1       1 

McDermott,  rf 0      0  0      0       0 

Kane,  cf 0       1  0      0      0 

Cronin,  2b 10  112 

Jones,p... ..............:........  1       2  0      3      0 

:    Totals.  ...  ...........7 5     11     27     13      4 

Catholic  University 1     0     0    0     2     0     0     0    0—3 

Villanova 2     0     110    0     0     1     x— 5 

Three-base  hit — Robinson.  Home  run — Murray.  Sac- 
rifice hits — McAndrews,  Cronin,  Murray,  McDonough, 
Schwartz.  Struck  out — By  Jones,  4;  by  Long,  6.  Bases 
on  balls — Off  Jones,  5;  off  Long,  1.  Passed  ball — Hertz- 
ler.   Time  of  game — 1.55.     Umpire — Griffith. 


Villanova,  4 ;  Lebanon  Valley,  1 
In-th*  first  game  of  its  trip  through  central 
Pennsylvania,  the  'Varsity  defeated  the  Lebanon 
Valley  nine  at  Annville,  Pa.,  by  the  score  of 
4  to  1.  Captain  Jim  Murray,  who  twirled  for 
the  Blue  and  White,  proved  himself  master  of 
the  day  and  was  never  in  danger.  The  big  lad 
held  the  opposing  sluggers  to  four  hits  and 
fanned  fourteen,  retiring  the  side  in  the  first 
and  fourth  by  the  strike-out  route.  The  hitting 
of  McAndiews  and  McDermott,  coupled  with 
Murray's  pitching,  featured  the  contest,  while 
Fishburn  at  short  for  Lebanon  Valley  played  a 
fine  fielding  game. 


Villanova  R  H  O  A  E 

Robinson,  cf 1  0  0  0  0 

McAndrews,  ss 2  3  2  1  1 

McGeehan,  3b 1  1  2  1  0 

Murray,  p 0  2  1  4  0 

Hertzler,  c 0  0  13  0  0 

McDermott,  lb 0  0  0  0  0 

Kane,  cf 0  0  0  0  0 

Smith,  rf 0  10  10 

Cronin,  2b 0  1  2  0  0 

Totals 4      9     27       7       1 

Lebanon  Valley                          R  H  —  A  E 

Fishburn,  ss 0  0  13  1 

Bachman,  2b 0  0  4  1  1 

Moore,  p 1  1  0  5  \i 

Zeigler,  lb 0  1  9  0  0 

Duncan,  rf 0  0  2  0  0 

Zellers,  3b 0  1  3  1  1 

Dougherty,  If 0  0  0  0  0 

Rahenn,  Mf 0  1  1  1  0 

Uhler,  c 0  0  7  0  0 

Totals.. .....,,..;.......,...   1      4     27     11       3 

Villanova. .  ............  .2     0     0    0    0     00     2     0—4 

Lebanon  Valley 0     0     0    0     0     0     0     1     0—1 

Two-base  hits — Murray,  McDermott,  Rahenn.  Three- 
base  hit — McAndrews.  Stolen  bases — McAndrews,  Mc- 
Geehan, Cronin,  Moore,  Zeigler,  Rahenn.  Struck  out — 
By  Murray,  14;  by  Moore,  10.  Bases  on  balls — Off  Mur- 
ray, 5;  off  Moore,  3.  Hit  by  pitched  ball — Uhler. 
Dropped  third  strike — Hertzler.  Time  of  game — 1.45. 
Umpire — Clemens. 


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ViLLANovA,  4;  General  Hospital  No.  31,  3 
On  May  13th,  the  'Varsity  nine  were  the 
guests  of  the  General  Hospital  No.  31  baseball 
team  at  Carlisle.  Playing  before  several  hun- 
dred wounded  soldiers,  the  'Varsity  succeeded 
in  making  it  eight  victories  out  of  nine  starts, 
when  the  twelfth  inning  brought  to  a  close  One 
of  the  most  interesting  games  the  Blue  and  White 
nine  has  participated  in  this  season.  The  game 
was  replete  with  fast  fielding  and  snappy  plays, 
which  brought  forth  rounds  of  applause  from 
the  convalescing  heroes.  Jones*  pitching  was 
effective  throughout,  holding  his  opponents  to 
five  hits  and  fanning  fourteen.  For  the  'Var- 
sity, McGeehan  and  McAndrews  fielded  well, 
while  Hertzler,  Murray  and  McDermott  were 
the  chief  offenders  at  bat.  For  the  soldiers, 
Brosius  played  a  spectacular  game  in  center  field. 

'■-  ViLLANovA ■"■■  :;vv:            ^.l^v^- -V: :  K  H    .O^  vA: ., ;  'E  ■ 

Robinson,  If ... .  >,.;,.. .;..,. .%  .1  210      0 

McAndrews,  ss..'.v,v..:.:.:v. .'.;■;  ;^i  .,,;.■ /I  v;;  \QJ,:/4'  .■'. (>::■.'■  ;0' 

McGeehan,  3b .  . . . . . ,  ..>;.,..;,  v.   1  1       32      1 

Murray,  lb.  .........,;...  ......  0  3    11       1       1 

Hertzler,  c. .....,..........:.,:. .   1  2     13      4      0 

McDermott,  rf. 0  3      2       10 

Kane,  cf 0  0      10      0 

Cronin,  2b 0  1150 

Jones,  p. ....... ....... 0  0      0      3      0 


Totals .  . 


4    12    36     16      2 


General  Hospital,  31                R  H  O  A  E 

Brosius,  cf 0  1  4  2  0 

Bowles,  c,  2b 1  1  8  0  1 

Pierson,  3b 1  0  4  0  0 

Carswell,  rf 0  1  1  0  0 

Barry,  If 0  0  1  0  0 

Toner,  lb 1  1  11  2  0 

Tappan,  2b,  c 0  0  4  2  0 

Jarrett,  ss... 0  0  1  3  2 

Warm,  p 0  0  2  5  0 

Totals 3      4    36     14      3 

Villanova 0  1100000000  2—4 

Army  Hospital 00000020000  1—3 

Two-base  hits — Hertzler,  McGeehan.  Three-base  hit — 
Brosius.  Double  play — Brosius  to  Pierson.  Sacrifice 
hits — McAndrews,  2;  Kane.  Sacrifice  fly — Cronin. 
Stolen  bases — Robinson,  Murray,  McAndrews,  Cronin, 
McDermott,   Pierson.     Struck  out — By  Jones,    15;    by 


Warm,  7.  Bases  on  balls— Off  Jones,  1;  off  Warm,  2. 
Hit  by  pitcher — ^Tappan,  Jarrett.  Dropped  third  strilte— 
Hertzler.    Time  of  game — 2.25.    Umpire — Denny. 

Gettysburg,  2 ;  Villanova,  0 
On  the  last  day  of  its  trip  the  'Varsity  jour- 
neyed to  the  world-famed  battlefield  of  Gettys- 
burg, and  staged  a  battle  with  the  Gettysburg 
College  nine.  Though  supported  by  the  gilt- 
edged  pitching  of  Delohery,  the  Blue  and  White 
nine  were  unable  to  add  another  victory  to  their 
long  string.  After  a  month's  absence  from  the 
mound,  owing  to  a  bad  arm,  Delohery  returned 
and  pitched  a  masterly  game.  Up  to  the  eighth 
inning  the  home  team  was  held  to  one  hit  by 
the  spit-ball  artist,  but  in  this  eventful  inning 
two  hits  coupled  with  an  error  and  a  sacrifice 
netted  the  Gettysburg  team  two  runs  which 
proved  sufficient  to  win  the  game.  The  fielding 
and  hitting  of  McAndrews  featured  the  game. 
Menchey,  who  twirled  for  Gettysburg,  displayed 
rare  form  allowing  the  'Varsity  but  five  hits, 
so  scattered  as  to  be  of  little  effect.  This  con- 
test proved  to  be  the  first  in  which  the  Blue  and 
White  nine  failed  to  score. 

Villanova                                  R  H  O     A  E 

Robinson,  If 0  1  0      0  0 

McAndrews,  ss 0  2  2      6  0 

McGeehan,3b ..........0  112  0 

Murray,  lb. ..,....., 0  0  9      0  0 

Hertzler,  c.  ..................... V  0  0  9      2  0 

McDermott.rf.,  ..................  0  0  10  0 

Smith,  cf 0  0  0      0  0 

Cronin,  2b 0  1  2      4  1 

Delohery,  p ; 0  0  0       1  0 

Totals 0      5     24     15      2 

Gettysburg  R  H  O  A  E 

Kyle,  lb 0  1  6  1  0 

Gingerich,  2b 0  1  0  3  0 

Sieber,  3b 0  0  1  0  0 

Apple,  rf 0  110  0 

Redcay,  ss '. 0  0  4  2  0 

Hersh,  cf 0  0  3  0  0 

Flynn,  If 1  0  2  0  0 

Shaulis,  c 0  0  10  1  0 

Menchey,  p 1  1  0  0  1 

Totals.. 2       4    27       7       1 


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43 


Villanova; 0    0    0    0    0    0    0    0    0—0 

Gettysburg 0    0    0    0    0    0    0     2     x— 2 

Two-base  hits — ^Apple,  Gingerich,  McAndrews.  Sacri- 
fice hit — Delohery.  Stolen  bases — ^Flynn,  2;  Robinson, 
McGeehan.  Double  plays — McGeehan  to  Cronin  to  Mur- 
ray; Delohery  to  McAndrews  to  Murray.  Struck  out — 
By  Delohery,  9;  by  Menchey,  8.  Bases  on  balls — Off 
Delohery,  1;  off  Menchey,  1.  Time  of  game — 1.25. 
Umpire — ^Wisetsky. 

'  Delaware,  9;  Villanova,  4 
On  May  16th,  in  its  fourth  contest  of  the 
week,  the  'Varsity  was  defeated  at  Delaware 
College,  9  to  4.  Murray,  who  twirled  for  the 
Blue  and  White,  proved  an  easy  mark  for  the 
opposing  batsmen,  who  solved  his  delivery  for 
twelve  hits.  McGeehan's  absence  necessitated 
a  change  in  the  'Varsity  line-up,  McAndrews 
being  moved  to  third  and  Kane  going  to  short. 
McAndrews  slammed  out  a  triple  and  two  singles 
in  four  trips  to  the  plate.  Horsey  with  a  triple, 
two  doybles  and  a  single  led  the  home  team  at 
bat. 


Villanova 1     0     1    0    0     1     0     1     0--4      8    2 

Delaware........ 0    2    0    3    2    0    2    0    x— 9    12    1 

Ursinus,  6;  Villanova,  5 
Villanova  sustained  its  first  at  home  this  sea- 
son, when  the  Ursinus  nine  from  Collegeville 
succeeded  in  pushing  three  runs  over  the  plate 
in  the  tenth  inning  of  a  drawn-out  contest, 
winning  6  to  5.  Weird  fielding  by  the  infielders 
in  the  first  inning  enabled  the  visitors  to  tally 
three  runs.  At  the  ending  of  the  ninth  the  score 
stood  3  to  2  against  the  'Varsity,  when  Robinson 
singled,  stole  second  qnd  scored  on  two  passed 
balls,  tying  the  score;  but  in  the  tenth  Jones 
was  unable  to  hold  the  opponents  down;  he 
walked  Grove,  then  singles  by  Griff  en  and  Hef- 
ren,  and  a  double  by  Deisher  netted  Ursinus 
three  runs.  The  Blue  and  White  came  back  in 
their  half  of  the  tenth  and  made  a  strong  bid  for 
victory,  but  fell  short  by  one  run.  McGeehan 
singled,  Murray  fliied  to  Knipe,  Hertzler  was  hit, 
putting  McGeehan  on  second;  McDermott's 
infield  out  advanced  McGeehan  and  Hertzler; 
Smith's  double  scored  two  runs  but  Cronin 
grounded  out,  Deisher  to  Grove.  The  hitting 
of  Robinson  and  Deisher  featured  the  game. 


Ursinus  R  H  0  A  E 

Grove,  lb 2  0  11  0  0 

Griffin,  If 13  2  0  0 

Hefren,  c 2  1  8  0  0 

Isenberg,  3b 1  0  0  0  0 

Deisher,  2b 0  1  5  2  0 

Canan,  rf 0  0  0  0  0 

Moser,  cf 0  2  2  0  0 

Knipe,  ss 0  0  1  2  0 

Hunter,  p 0  1  1  5  0 

Totals 6      8    30      9      0 

Villanova  R     H     O  A  E 

Robinson,  If 12       2  0  0 

McAndrews,  ss 0       1       2  2  1 

McGeehan,  3b .' 1       1110 

Murray,  lb 0       112  1  I 

Hertzler,  c 1       1       6  0  0 

McDermott,  rf 0       1       1  0  0 

Kane,  cf 0      0      2  0  0 

Smith,  cf 0       1       1  0  0 

Cronin,  2b 113  4  1 

Jones,  p 110  5  0 

Totals 5     10    30     13      3 

Ursinus 3    00000000    3—6 

Villanova....... .....0     0    0    0     1     0     1     0     1     2—5 

Two-beise  hits — Robinson,  Smith,  Jones,  Deisher. 
Stolen  bases — Robinson,  Hefren,  Deisher.  Struck  out— ' 
By  Jones,  5;  by  Hunter,  8.  Bases  on  balls — Off  Jones,  1; 
off  Hunter,  2.  Hit  by  pitched  ball — Hertzler,  Grove. 
Double  plays — Cronin  to  Murray;  Murray  to  McAn- 
drews.   Time  of  game — 2.10. 

Gettysburg,  5;  Villanova,  1 
For  the  second  time  this  season  the  'Varsity 
suffered  defeat  at  the  hands  of  the  Gettysburg 
nine,  this  time  5  to  1.  The  game  was  listless 
and  uninteresting  throughout.  Noll,  who 
pitched  for  the  visitors,  allowed  but  six  hits,  and 
kept  them  so  well  scattered  that  the  'Varsity 
scored  but  once.  Delohery  pitched  well,  fan- 
ning twelve,  but  the  eight  hits  off  his  delivery 
were  bunched  into  four  innings  which  enabled 
the  visitors  to  run  up  a  total  of  five  runs.  For 
Gettysburg,  Redcay  and  Flynn  hit  well,  the 
former  having  a  triple  and  a  single  in  four 
attempts. 

Gettysburg  R     H     O     A      E 

Kyle,  lb...... 1       1       9      0      0 

Gingerich,  2b 0       1       2       1       1 


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Sieber,  3b..;... 0      0  12  0 

Apple,  rf , 0      0  2      0  0 

Redcay,ss 2      2  4      0  0 

Hersh,  cf 1110  0 

Flynn,  If 12  0      0  0 

Shaulis,  c 0      1  7       1  0 

Noll,  p 0      0  1      2  0 

Totals 5  8  27  6  1 

ViLLANOVA                                          R  H  O  A  E 

Robinson,  If 0  110  0 

McAndrews,  ss 0  1  3  2  1 

McGeehan,  3b 0  1  0  2  0 

Murray,  lb 1  1  9  1  1 

Hertzler,  c 0  0  12  1  1 

McDermott,  rf 0  0  0  0  0 

Kane,  rf 0  0  1  0  0 

Smith,  cf 0  2  1  0  0 

Cronin,  2b 0  0  0  2  0 

Delohery,  p 0  0  0  4  2 

Totals 1       6    27     12      4 

Gettysburg 1     1     0    2     0     1     0    0    0— S 

Villanova 0    0    0     10    0    0    0    0—1 

Three-base  hits — Murray,  Redcay.  Sacrifice  hits — 
McAndrews,  Gingerich.  Stolen  bases — Smith,  2;  Flynn. 
Double  plays — Gingerich  to  Sieber  to  Redcay;  Kyle 
(unassisted).  Struck  out — By  Delohery,  11;  by  Noll,  7. 
Bases  on  balls — Off  Noll,  4.  Time  of  game — 1.45.  Um- 
pre — Griffith. 

Lehigh,  9;  Villanova,  0 

In  a  listless  game  played  at  South  Bethlehem 
the  Lehigh  nine  defeated  the  'Varsity,  9  to  0. 
Johnson,  who  performed  on  the  mound  for  the 
home  team,  was  in  excellent  form  and  allowed 
but  three  hits,  while  Jones  the  Villanova  slab 
artist  was  touched  for  twelve  hits,  one  of 
which  went  for  the  circuit.  Savaria  and  Webb 
were  the  stars  at  bat,  the  former  getting  there! 
singles  and  two  passes  in  three  trips  to  the 
plate,  while  the  latter  hit  for  a  homer  and 
single  in  three  attempts. 

Villanova 0    0    0    0    0    0    0    0    0—0      3    4 

Lehigh 1     10    0     2     113     x— 9     11     2 

ViLLANOVA,  5;    Ll'BANCN,   15 

On  Memorial  Day  the  'Varsity  traveled  to 
Lebanon  and  there  met  the  Bethlehem  Steel 
league  team  of  that  place  in  a  double  bill.  The 
morning  game  resulted  in  a  defeat  for  Villanova, 
15  to  5.  Delohery  and  Murray  were  on  the 
mound  for  the  Blue  and  White  and  the  opposing 
batsmen  had  little  trouble  in  finding  their  slants 
for  substantial  drives,  a  total  of  thirteen  hits 


being  secured  off  their  delivery.  Mecherly  was 
the  chief  offender  at  bat  for  Lebanon.  He  con- 
nected safely  in  each  of  his  four  trips  to  the 
plate.  A  beautiful  running  catch  by  Kane  was 
the  outstanding  feature  of  the  'Varsity's  playing 
in  this  contest. 

Villanova 0  0010103  0—  S      8    2 

Lebanon 4  0  0  0  7  0  2  2  x— 15    13    3 

ViLLANOVA,  6;  Lebanon,  3 
The  'Varsity's  efforts  in  the  afternoon  game 
met  with  better  results  than  the  morning 
fracas.  Jones  was  Coach  McGeehan's  choice  for 
duty  on  the  mound  and  the  big  twirler  performed 
capably.  Despite  an  injury  to  his  leg  sustained 
early  in  the  game,  Jones'  effectiveness  through- 
out was  not  curtailed.  McAndrews  and  Fishburn 
were  the  fielding  luminaries  in  this  game,  each 
accepting  six  difficult  chances  with  but  one 
mishap  apiece.  McGeehan  also  played  a  fast 
fielding  game.    Smoyer  starred  at  bat. 

Villanova  R  H  O  A     E 

McAndrews,  ss 2  1  1  5      1 

Robinson,  If.  ..........,,......:.  0  0  2  0      0 

McGeehan,  3b.  ..........:...  .;.V.  1  12  3      0 

Murray,  lb....;...............;..  1  1  12  1      0 

Hertzler,c......... ....;....,;,...  1  1  8  0      0 

Smith,cf. ........................  0  0  0  11 

McDermott,  rf 0  1  0  0      0 

Kane,  2b......... ............  0  0  2  0      0 

Jones,  p .>  . ..............  1  1  000 

Totals. ....... ..v.......    ...6      6    27     10      2 

LEBAS»wr-!='-"p5??!5..^^  R     H     O     A  E 

Fi^feBuS^^l^y  A  . C Q(.^. p^. ...  0      0      5      5  1 

^>yo¥^ss...._^..^ '.\6^\..   12       3      2  1 

'  Abington,  If .  .'""! V  .    1       0       2       0  0 

Mecherl5tj_|BrilABy Jf .  .    1112  0 

^Smith,  cf ^^^ p. . .  Jf. . .  0       1       1      0  0 

irti^V-/--/.^-:-rv\/Av^^i^--  ^  0  3  10 
Troutt»^w[Jrf^£;J,,..^^< 0      0      0      0      0 

Moore,  p,  rf 0       1      0      7      0 

Zerbe,  lb 0       1     12      0      0 

Totals.  .  . 3      6    27     17      2 

Villanova 0    0     2     0     0     1     3     0    0—6 

Lebanon 2     0     1     0     0    0     0     0     0—3 

Two-base  hit — Smoyer.  Sacrifice  hits — Robinson, 
Smith.  Stolen  bases — McAndrews,  Jones,  Mecherly. 
Struck  out — By  Jones,  7;  by  Moore,  1;  by  Troutman,  2. 
Bases  on  balls — Off  Jones,  2;  off  Moore,  3;  off  Trout- 
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Contents 


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-  .  PAGE 

THE   NORTHEAST  WIND   (Poem) 3 

Harold  J.  Wiegand,  '21 

CARDINAL  MERCIER 4 

J.  F.  M. 

THE  ROSARY   (Poem) S 

W.  H.  Cotter,'  13 


THE  TRUSTED  THIEF. 


John  O'Brien 

RAMBLES 14 

John  F.  Burns 

HOPE 16 

A.  B.  Maxwell 


^40W 


INFLUENCE   OF  LITERATURE  ON   LIFE, 

H.  J.  Wiegand 


17 


CRIMINAL'S   DIARY 19 

J.  A.  Maloney,  '21 


HINDENBURG   LINE— September  29-30,  1918  (Poem) 

Harold  J.  Wiegand 

PARADOXES   ORTHODOXICATED . 

A.  B.  Maxwell 


21 


22 


EDITORIALS.  ...  .;.................. .     24 


EXCHANGES, 


29 


COLLEGE  NOTES 31 


ALUMNI    NOTES 


ATHLETICS 


,:.:.:..;;.,;,,  33. 

.    .. ..    35 


SPLINTERS. ••••■•     37 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


Vol.  IV. 


October,  1919 


No.  1 


L'D 

V.4- 


The  Northeast  Wind 


From  off  Atlantic's  rock-bound  coast 
Shrouded  in  fog,  like  a  hoary  ghost 
I  rush  with  many  a  frenzied  roar 
Lashing  the  billows  against  the  shore, 
Filling  the  air  with  a  misty  chill, 
Chasing  the  seagulls  whose  voices  shrill 
In  inharmoneous  chorus  rise, 
Shrieking  for  help  to  the  leaden  skies. 
The  while  they  beat  their  futile  wings 
Against  the  spray  that  the  ocean  flings 
Upon  them  mocking  their  misery 
Until  exhausted,  they  seek  the  sea, 
And  scornful  swirling  white-capped  waves 
Mark  their  storm-tossed  watery  graves. 


Streaks  of  lightning  cross  my  path. 

The  heavens  thunder  forth  their  wrath 

As  lashing  water  in  my  wake 

I  hover  where  the  billows  break 

Upon  the  ocean's  sandy  floor 

And  vent  their  fury  on  the  shore 

Where  land  and  sea  each  show  their  might 

And  desperate  in  ne'er-ending  fight 

Wage  nature's  war  eternally. 

I  am  an  ally  of  the  sea. 

With  lashing  rain  and  stinging  hail, 

And  all  the  fury  of  the  gale, 

I  rush  from  out  the  misty  sea 

And  lead  the  waves  to  victory. 


I  am  the  spirit  of  the  storm — ■ 
A  horrid,  misty  hidden  form 
That  fisherf oik  and  seamen  see 
Sometimes  at  night  when  dismally 
The  lashing  wild  northeast  winds  howl. 
The  dim-seen  cloudy  heavens  scowl. 
And  on  the  shore  the  wave  breaks  high. 
There  against  the  northeast  sky 
I  stand  enshrouded  in  the  night 
And  show  the  world  my  scornful  might- 
A  world  of  rain,  of  wind,  of  sea, 
A  world  that  bows  its  head  to  me 
Merciless  scornful,  most  unkind, 
The  spirit  of  the  northeast  wind. 


H.   J.  WlEGAND,  '21. 


^o\(cS' 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


Cardinal  Mercier 

J.  F.  M. 


THE  tremendous  ovation  accorded  Bel- 
gium's fighting  Cardinal  by  the  American 
people  bears  evidence  to  the  fact  that 
they  are  the  keenest  in  the  world  to  discern  true 
merit,  and  the  most  generous  in  giving  praise 
where  praise  is  due.  Probably  nowhere  in  the 
world  are  no- 
h\e  deeds  and 
devotion  to 
principle 
more  sure  of 
recognition 
than  right 
here  in  Amer- 
ica, whose  his- 
tory teems 
with  such 
qualities  and 
where  no  man 
or  set  of  men 
can  warp  the 
popular  ver- 
dict in  favor 
of  their  own 
selfish  inter- 
ests. Here  all 
are  deeply  im- 
bued with  the 
consciousness 
of  an  inherent 
right  to  judge 
for  them- 
selves and  to 
give  free  and 
fullexpression 
to  every  best 

thought  within  them.  It  is  this  fact — supreme 
faith  in  the  innate  virtue  of  the  human  soul — 
that  forms  the  basic  principle  on  which  all 
true  democracy  is  builded.  It  is  this  principle 
that  has  given  our  country  its  long  and  happy 
lease  of  life  and  which  proves  to  the  world 
at  large  that  the  experiment  of  a  republican 
form  of  government  raised  in  justice  and  right 
on  such  a  foundation  is  bound  to  succeed  and 
show  forth  to  the  effete  dynasties  of  the  past 
a  perfect  model  of  human  government.     It  is 


this  faith  in  the  saner  judgment  of  men  and 
in  their  desire  for  peace  and  happiness  that  has 
enabled  our  country  to  weather  the  storms 
that  had  to  be  met  in  its  upward  progress, 
and  it  will  continue  to  look  forward  with  the 
same  undying  confidence  to  a  future  of  golden 

harvests  and 
bounteous 
fruits  for  hu- 
manity, de- 
spite the  ugly 
shadows  of 
anarchy  and 
syndicalism 
thrown  ath- 
wart its  path 
from  time  to 
time   by   the 

pestilent  va- 
pors arising 
from  the  fer- 
ment of  labor 
troubles  and 
the  general 
unrest  suc- 
ceeding a  four 
years'  strug- 
gle for  world 
supremacy. 

No  event 
could  have 
been  more 
timely  for  the 
purpose  of 
crystallizing 
this  saving 
sentiment  and  of  affording  it  the  desired  oppor- 
tunity for  vehement  and  decisive  expression 
than  the  coming  of  Belgium's  militant  primate, 
who  presents  in  his  calm  but  resolute  bearing 
a  most  striking  type  of  the  spirit  of  America — 
that  spirit  which,  in  its  brief  but  glorious  his- 
tory, has  faced  many  a  similar  crisis  with  an 
unshaken  faith  born  of  its  faith  in  the  triumph 
of  right  and  justice  over  the  malignant  forces 
of  might  and  evil.  What  a  powerful  and  elec- 
trifying   example    of    patriotism    this    fearless 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


Shepherd  of  souls  has  exhibited  to  all  the  world ! 
Not  only  does  America  express  her  profound 
appreciation  of  the  heroic  stand  taken  by  this 
patriotic  churchman  against  his  country's  op- 
pressors, but  she  will  profit  by  his  example  to 
face  with  invincible  courage  whatever  trials 
the  uncertain  future  may  have  in  store  for  her. 
But  beside  the  living  example  of  fearless  and 
unquenchable  courage,  shown  by  the  Belgian 
Cardinal,  there  is  another  outstanding  fact  that 
will  not  be  lost  sight  of  by  his  observant  ad- 
mirers, namely,  that  this  fearless  exponent  of 
love  of  country  and  his  country's  rights,  is  no 
less  a  personage  than  a  Prince  of  the  Holy 
Roman  Church,  a  Professor  and  teacher  of 
Catholicity,  that  often  despised  and  maligned 
religion  which  has  been  slanderously  proclaimed 
to  be  inimical  to  patriotism  and  inconsistent 
with  love  of  country.  This  fact  is  pointed  out, 
not  to  give  it  undue  prominence,  nor  as  a  boast 
to  offend  our  religious  brethren  of  other  denomi- 
nations, but  in  the  hope  that  it  may  prove  a 
coup  de  grace  to  that  fast  diminishing  element 
of  blatant  bigots  whose  vociferous  patriotism 
has  ever  been  found  to  be  in  inverse  proportion 
to  their  fighting  qualities.  Even  amidst  the 
chorus  of  universal  acclamation  that  has  every- 
where greeted  the  eminent  ecclesiastic  is  heard 
occasionally  the  discordant  yap  of  some  dis- 
gruntled bigot  cloaking   the  meanness  of  his 


thoughts  under  the  transparent  guise  of  a  super- 
patriotism. 

But  the  general  outburst  of  praise  and  recog- 
nition on  the  part  of  all  creeds  and  denomina- 
tions has  most  effectually  smothered  the  envious 
cry  of  calmnny  and  united  all  in  a  more  reverent 
and  helpful  spirit  that  no  longer  seeks  out  and 
emphasizes  discrepancies  to  quarrel  over,  but 
rather  points  of  similarity  and  a  common  ground 
on  which  to  unite  and  work  together  for  the 
uplift  of  mankind.  This  happy  change  effected 
by  the  Cardinal's  visit  was  expressed  with  much 
felicity  by  Rabbi  Krauskopf  in  his  address  of 
welcome,  as  follows:  "His  brave  words  and 
fearless  deeds  stamp  him  as  the  son  of  every 
creed.  .  .  And  his  passing  through  our  land 
will  prove  a  fruitful  journey.  It  will  awaken  a 
new  spirit  in  the  hearts  of  men.  It  will  awaken  a 
new  zeal  among  the  men  of  the  church.  It  will 
show  what  must  be  said  and  what  must  be 
done;  what  must  be  dared  and  what  must  be 
suffered,  if  the  thousand  tyrannies  that  still 
afflict  mankind  shall  be  conquered." 

And  over  all  we  hear  the  clarion  tones  of  the 
Cardinal's  deathless  words  trumpeting  the  ever- 
lasting truth  to  all  the  oppressors  of  little  peoples 
the  world  over:  "Right  violated  by  wrong  is 
still  right.  Injustice  supported  by  force  is  still 
injustice." 


The  Rosary 


When  doctrines  new  and  error  drifted  wide, 
The  Mother  Church  must  needs  her  faith  defend, 
Her  children  save  and  holy  champion  send 
To  calm  the  storm  and  Peter's  bark  to  guide. 
Throughout  the  West  the  haughtiness  and  pride 
Of  unbelief  was  threatening  to  rend 
The  faith  apart,  but  now  false  creed  shall  bend 
To  God  Himself  who  by  His  Church's  side 
Through  storm  of  every  kind  must  always  stand. 
The  grace  was  given  to  Dominic  to  stay 
The  heretics  by  that  first  Rosary 
The  Blessed  Virgin  placed  within  his  hand, 
"  With  this  through  me  let  all  the  faithful  pray, 
And  the  Church  shall  never  fear  from  heresy.'" 


W.  H.  Cotter,  '13. 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


The  Trusted  Thief 

By  John  O'Brien 


THE  visitor  to  New  York  City  often  finds 
delightful  interest  in  gazing  on  the  great 
structures  and  temples  that  enrich  this 
metropolis.  Perhaps  the  most  frequented  lo- 
cality is  Wall  Street,  an  old-time  center  of 
finance.  The  historic  environment  that  en- 
hances its  distinction  has  long  since  been 
admired  and  retold.  Of  all  the  thoroughfares 
in  Manhattan,  Wall  Street  has  undoubtedly 
done  more  to  fill  the  coffers  of  American  mil- 
lionaires than  any  other  public  street  in  the 
state.  Its  narrow  paved  way  that  is  contin- 
uously shaded  by  the  tall  majestic  buildings 
which  have  been  erected  along  its  path,  assures 
us  that  here  at  least  there  must  thrive  the  full 
force  of  sheer  ambition  and  personal  character. 
Many  a  helping  hand  is  needed  to  turn  the 
great  wheel  of  American  finance,  and  myriads 
earn  their  sustenance  in  this  narrow  road  of 
intense  industry.  Many  an  affluent  gentleman 
emerges  from  a  gorgeous  limousine  and  surlily 
dismisses  the  timid  attendant.  Here  there  is 
one  aim  in  life,  one  visible  goal,  one  ambition 
for  all — the  attainment  of  wealth.  Each  man 
trusts  and  distrusts  his  fellowman,  each  man 
rivals  and  schemes  against  his  brother,  each 
man  considers  first  the  profit  and  then  the 
guilt. 

It  was  in  such  an  atmosphere  that  Mr.  Har- 
mon had  imbued  the  spirit  of  suspicion  about 
his  employees'  fidelity.  He  had  started  on  the 
market  some  twenty  years  before,  and  his 
long  experience  taught  him  that  there  was 
only  one  creature  true  to  him;  and  that  one 
was  himself.  His  wife,  a  gentle  gray-haired 
lady,  had  kissed  him  that  morning  with  the 
same  devotion  that  sanctified  their  earlier  days 
of  happiness.  His  son,  a  full-grown  man,  now 
stood  where  his  Dad  once  started  some  long 
years  ago. 

"It  must  stop  now!"  shouted  Mr.  Harmon 
as  he  struck  his  desk  a  blow.  "  There'll  be  no 
more  patience!    I'll  send  the  man  to  jail!" 


There  were  several  clerks  busily  engaged  a 
short  distance  from  the  employer's  desk.    The 
blow  distracted  them,  and  the  words  of  Mr.  ■ 
Harmon  filled  them  with  amazement. 

"What's  wrong.  Sir?"  inquired  an  elderly 
man,  who  was  usually  considered  the  secretary 
to  Mr.  Harmon.  '■' 

"What's  wrong?  Why  some  contemptible 
thief  stole  another  hundred  last  night.  That's 
the  third  time  in  a  month.  Here, "  he  exclaimed, 
calling  to  the  other  men  in  the  room,  "have 
any  of  you  information  to  give  me  about  this?" 
All  present  acknowledged  their  ignorance. 
"Wait  until  Walter  Jr.  hears  it,"  warned  the : 
old  man.  Walter  Jr.  was  the  son  and  heir 
of  the  Harmon  estate.  He  had  been  received  y 
into  the  firm  by  his  father  some  few  months 
previous,  and  thus  far  had  been  quite  promising 
of  future  ability  in  the  game  of  finance. 

"We'll  call  the  police,"  suggested  the  secre- 
tary, "perhaps  they  will  locate  the  culprit." 

"Police!  Bah!"  sneered  Harmon,  "I'm  not 
complaining  because  of  a  hundred  dollars.  I 
want  to  thrash  the  miserable  rascal  myself." 

At  this  Walter  entered.  He  seemed  rather 
tired.  Although  his  father  had  not  seen  him 
since  the  early  part  of  the  previous  day  he  did 
not  greet  him  with  the  ordinary  salutation. 

"Mornin',  Dad!"  smiled  the  young  man  as 
he  stalked  across  the  floor  dressed  in  the  finest 
clothes  procurable. 

"Robbed  again,"  complained  his  father. 

"Robbed?   How  much?" 

"A  hundred!   That's  the  third!" 

"  Oh !  Don't  worry  about  that,"  returned  the 
son,  "maybe  the  poor  fellow  needed  it  more 
than  we." 

"Why  doesn't  he  ask  for  it?"  demanded 
Harmon. 

Walter  only  shrugged  his  shoulders,  removed 
his  outer  garments,  and  proceeded  to  his  private 
desk,  leaving  the  half  frightened  and  half  be- 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


wildered  employees  to  face  the  wrath  of  Mr.. 
Harmon.   ■v^,:,:\:-';.;;-:^.:;-:';.\>'-;/;':;';^'-v^;v\,;;^ 

"I'll  catch  him  sooner  or  later,"  growled 
Harmon  senior  aa  he  motioned  the* clerks  to 
their  desks..-  )■;:  ^■■■^^:.■f■:-■^.^v.■■■/:;■^;■  ;"■■;-•:,: 

All  obeyed.  Mr.  Harmon  sat  gazing  inquir- 
ingly at  his  son  whose  only  interest  was  centered 
in  the  latest  social  affairs  recorded  in  the  morn- 
ing newspaper. 

The  clerkfe  had  scarcely  resumed  their  tasks 
when  Mr.  Harmon  was  interrupted  in  his  mus- 
ing by  one  of  the  office  attendants.  "Gentleman 
to  see  Mr.  Harmon,"  informed  the  boy.   ;      ^r 

"Which  one?  Blockhead!  there's  two  you 
know." 

"  Mr.  Walter  Harmon." 

"You  dumb  boob!  distinguish  again,  Senior 
or  Junior?" 

"I'll  see,  Sir,"  returned  the  confused  attend- 
ant as  he  withdrew.       v 

"We'll  see,"  agreed  Harmon,  "but  I'll  not 
be  here  to  see  him."  So  saying,  he  arose,  lifted 
his  hat  and  coat  from  the  rack,  and  left  the 
room.       ^     . 

In  a  felv  moments  the  office  boy  returned  to 
acknowledge  his  error,  but  the  irritated  financier 
had  already  gone. 

Naturally  Mr.  Wells  was  greeted  by  Walter 
Jr.  The  visitor  was  a  young  man  about  Walter's 
age,  though  more  settled  in  his  ways  and  man- 
nerisms. 

"Howdy,  old  man,"  greeted  the  financier. 

"Howdy,  Walt,  how  goes  it?"  Mr.  Wells 
handed  his  hat  and  coat  to  the  boy  who  with- 
drew immediately.  "How  are  things?"  asked 
;    Wells,  "What  time  did  you  leave  the  Club?" 

"About  three!"  answered  Walter,  carelessly. 
"Say,  the  old  gent  is  raising  Cain  about  the 
hundred.    He  can't  understand  how  it's  going." 

"That  right?"  lamented  Wells,  "he's  got 
:   plenty,  and  shouldn't  miss  it  at  all. 

"Let  him  rave,"  mumbled  Walter,  "it  will 
all  be  mine  some  day  anyway  and  I  may  as 
well  enjoy  it  now." 

Sure,  that's  right,  and  also  you  are  part 
of  the  firm  now.  By  the  way,  pal,  there's  a 
big  time  at  Doyle's  next  Thursday.  You  and 
I  are  scheduled  for  that  evening,  but  we  can 
call  that  off  and  go  to  Doyle's  instead." 


"I'm  with  you,"  consented  Walter,  "but  I 
am  broke  after  last  night." 

"Don't   forget   your   dad   has   plenty.     He 
won't  mind  if  you  take  more." 
-"Weill    we'll  go   to    Doyle's  anyway.     I'll 
take  Alice  as  usual." 

"So  long,  old  man,"  said  Wells  as  he  arose  to 
go,  "I'll  see  you  before  then." 

"Bye!  Bye!"  returned  Walter  as  he  grasped 
his  companion's  hand.  "Take  care  of  yourself, 
and  remember  me  to  .  ."  Both  laughed 
heartily,  and  Wells  passed  out  into  the  corridor. 

One  week  had  passed  and  by  degrees  Mr. 
Harmon  Sr.  had  gradually  become  more  sociable 
and  contented  even  though  he  had  not  as  yet 
been  able  to  discover  the  missing  money.  The 
market  had  favored  him  during  the  past  week, 
which  tended  to  allay  his  wrath.  Perhaps, 
after  all,  the  stolen  money  had  gone  to  some 
charitable  end. 

The  consciousness  of  his  remaining  blessings 
comforted  him. with  the  thought  that  after  all 
there  was  more  in  life  than  money  or  desire  of 
revenge.  He  indeed  still  treasured  blessings 
that  neither  wealth  nor  distinction  can  acquire — 
the  love  of  a  devoted  woman  joined  to  the 
devotion  of  a  loving  son. 

Chapter  II 

Doyle's  party  had  been  a  widely  published 
social  success.  Mr.  Wells  had  impressed  the 
eldest  daughter  of  Mrs.  Doyle  most  favorably. 
His  many  -distinctive  talents  and  his  personal 
magnetism  seemed  to  make  him  attractive  to 
many  of  the  younger  folks  present  at  the  affair. 

After  the  guests  had  departed  Walter  and 
his  friend  remained  for  a  few  moments.  Miss 
Alice  Greer,  a  clever  debutante,  had  long  since 
won  the  attention  of  Walter.  She  was  a  remark- 
ably charming  young  lady,  even  though  imbued 
with  some  rationalistic  and  materialistic  prin- 
ciples that  characterize  modern  culture.  Her 
views  on  religion  and  morality  were  deplorably 
distorted.  She  loved  the  stage  of  up-to-date 
amusements  and  took  extreme  pleasure  in  the 
empty  vanities  of  style.  Her  predominant 
fault  was  jealousy — in  fact,  Walter  had  men- 
tioned his  discovery  of  this  blemish  in  her — 
but  her  stubborn  pride  resisted  his  information 


8  '  THE  VILLANQVAN 

by  haughtily  acknowledging  the  fault  to  be  hers  with"  you.    Next  Friday  evening  I'll  meet  you 

and  therefore  she  would  answer  for  it.  at  the  Club,  say  at  ten!   Meantime  I'll  see  that 

To   satiate   her  ravenous   desire   for  enter-  the  old  boy's  in  good  keeping." 

tainment,   Walter  had  secretly  stolen  money  Wells  shook  on  the  promise  and  soon  bade 

from  the  firm's  account.    As  the  days  slipped  him  good-night.  ^^^^^^^^^^'^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^          |^ 

by  her  influence  over  him  became  more  tyran-  The  days  that  intervened  until   the   night 

nical.    He  could  not  understand  the  force  of  of  the  planned  robbery  fled  by  speedily.   Walter 

her  pouting  or  smiles.     J     r  did  not  have  much  time  for  anything  but  ac- 

While  Walter  and  his  friends  were  bound  for  quiring  alacrity  in  working  the  combination 

home,  the  party  spoke  of  several  incidents  that  to  the  vault.    He  determined  to  come  armed, 

made  the  evening  enjoyable.  lest  another  might  attempt  to  intrude  on  his 

"Wasn't  that  a  divine  necklace  Miss  Kerns  actions.    The  premeditated  deed  needed  little 

wore?"  exclaimed  Alice.    "I'd  love  forever  the  encouragement.    The  scheme  was  simple  and 

man  who  would  give  it  to  me."    The  challenge  apparently  undiscoverable.    But  what  are  the 

dazzled  Walter.     Wells   smiled   and   assented  snares  that  fate  has  set  for  sinners?  The  wisdom 

that  the  necklace  in  question  was  a  beautiful  of  Eternal  Justice  ties  the  cord  that  binds  the 

one.^^.;^^^i^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^         ^^           V  guilt  unto  our  hearts.    We  stand  convicted  by 

A  moment  later  the  car  in  which  the  party  ourselves — awaiting  love  or  justice  to  deliver  us. 
rode  drew  up  before  the  home  of  Miss  Greer. 

She  bade  her  friends  a  hasty  good-night,  and  Chapter  III 
hurried  noiselessly  through  the  entrance  into 

a  peacefully  resting  home.  On  the  Friday  evening  following,  Mr.  Harmon 

Before  Wells   and   Harmon  separated   that  came  home  earlier  than  usual.     He  and  his 

evening  the  latter,  who  was  evidently  struggling  wife  were  to  attend  a  concert  that  evening, 

against  the  temptation  of  further  thefts,  asked  Mr.    Harmon   had   received   the   tickets   from 

in  a  rather  timid  manner,  "Tell  me,  old  man,  Walter,  that  morning,  as  a  slight  acknowledg- 

how  can  I  procure  a  string  of  beads  like  the  one  ment  of  devotion.    The  old  couple  were  almost 

Alice  admired  so?"  ready  to  leave  when  Harmon  discovered  that 

' '  Well,  several  ways !"  returned  his  companion,  he  had  left  the  tickets  on  the  office  table.   There 

demurely.    "Buy  one,  if  pwDssible."  was  no  one  to  fetch  them.    Walter  was  not  at 

"Buy  one!"  exclaimed  Walter,  "why,  man,  home  and  he  could  not  send  any  of  the  house- 
that  necklace  cost  half  a  million  if  it  cost  a  cent."  hold  servants.    At  once  he  called  to  a  servant 

"Well,  steal  one,"  suggested  the  other  dryly,  for  the  car  to  be  made  ready,  and  immediately 

"Impossible!    There's  only  one  like  it  in  the  was  driven  to  Wall  Street, 

country."  When  he  arrived  there  he  found  the  busy 

"Well,  steal  that  one,"  persisted  the  other,  pavements  of  a  few  hours  before  silent  and 

"That's   impossible   too,"    said  Walter   dis-  deserted.     A   few   dimmed   office   lights    that 

appointedly.    "I  may  pilfer  a  hundred  or  two  indicated  the  endurance  of  energy  with  which 

on  the  old  man,  but   I'm  not  a  highwayman,  the  ambitious  were  inflamed  made  the  solitude 

at  least  as  yet."  more  intolerable.     Harmon  alighted  from  his 

"Well,  then  buy  some  one  to  steal  it,"  con-  car  and  pushed  a  heavy  swinging:  door  inward, 

tinued  the  other  coolly.  Almost   immediately   he  was   greeted   by   the 

"What  do  you  mean?    Pay  another  man  to  night  watchman,  who  recognized  the  financier 

steal   for  me?     That's   impossible   too!     Who  and  permitted  him  to  pass  without  question, 

would  undertake  the  job,  and  where  will  the  He  tread  almost  silently  along  the  marble 

money  come  from?"  floors  of  the  halls.    Although  he  had  no  need 

"Where  did  it  come  from  before?"  asked  of  hurrying  in  order  to  be  present  at  the  open- 
Wells  with  a  grin.  "You  get  the  money,  Walt,  ing  of  the  entertainment,  there  was  a  strange 
and  I'll  get  the  man."  presentiment  in  his  heart  which  seemed  to  mock 

Young  Harmon  thought  for  a  while.     "I'm  his  actions.    He  knew  that  all  was  well  at  home. 


THE  VILLANOVAN  ^ 

his  son  was  somewhere  enjoying  life,  but  as  he  to  commence  had  arrived  she  decided  to  remain 

approached  the  office  door  there  was  an  inner  home  that  evening,  consoling  herself  that  the 

voice  that  insisted,  "Do  not  enter!"     In  spite  decision  was  based  on  personal  motives,  rather 

of  these  admonitions  Mr.   Harmon  proceeded  than  on  necessity.    The  evening  sped  on,  and 

to  the  door  of  his  private  office  and  thrust  a  as  yet  neither  Mr.  Harmon  nor  his  son  had 

key  into  its  massive  door,    He  was  surprised  to  returned  to  their  fireside.     The  old   "lady", 

find  it  unlocked.    "What's  wrong  with  Dowd?"  as  her  life's  companion  was  wont  to  style  her, 

he  muttered  to  himself  as  he  pushed  into  the  sat  in  her  private  apartments,  anxiously  hoping 

office.    He  had  scarcely  enteired  when  a  sudden  that  the  next  moment  would  bring  her  dear 

click  and  the  flash   of  a   light  attracted  his  ones  home. 

attention.    He  turned  toward  the  vault,  and  a  The   servants   had   retired    to    their   rooms 

strange  sight  greeted  his  eyes.     Just  then  a  for  the  evening.    There  was  a  homelike  serenity 

shot  was  fired  and  the  ball  lodged  itself  in  Mr.  resting  around  the  open  fireplace.     Although 

Harmon's  thigh.  ''■■' y  :\:^',-y'\:-''-  ■■^'^--r-'-^ny-^'^',-^^^^^^^^^  Mrs.  Harmon  was  by  no  means 

Mr.  Harmon  screamed  and  fell  to  the  floor,  uneasy  about  the  financier's  delay.    She  knew 

The  culprit  muttered  a  few  strange  ejaculations  that  he  would  not  deceive  her,  and  their  many 

and  escaped  through  the  door  at  the  opposite  years  of   married   life   assured   her   that   Mr. 

end  of  the  office.  Harmon  had  not  purposely  delayed. 

The  echoes  of   the  shot,  and   the  scream,  ^t  last  the  door  bell  rang  furiously.     One 

united  to  fill  the  watchman  with  horror,  and  he  ^f  ^^e  attendants  was  at  hand  to  answer  the 

at    once    hastened    to    Mr.    Harmon's    office,  summons,  and  on  opening  the  door  he  admitted 

When  he  arrived  there  he  found  the  victim  ^wo   hospital   nurses  who   were   carrying  Mr. 

writhing  on  the  floor  m  agony,  with  a  wound  a  Harmon.     Mrs.  Harmon  was  called  at  once. 

little  above  his  knee  which  was  bleedmg  freely,  g^e  arrived  breathless,  and  on  seeing  her  hus- 

The  financier  could  not  speak,  but  made  some  ^and  so  afflicted,  screamed  and  fell  on  the  soft 

strange  motions  for  the  watchman  to  find  as-  carpet  of  the  hall.    A  little  attention  from  the 

sistance.     Like  a   flash   the  attendant  turned  ^^rses  soon  restored  her  to  consciousness,  and 

from  the  scene,  and  hastened  along  the  silent  ^^  bej^g  assured  of  Mr.  Harmon's  safety  she 

hall  to  his  post.    He  snatched  up  the  telephone  became  more  tranquil. 

and    half    distractedly    informed    the    Police  „,,       w?  ^^        ^        j  t.                  :l.      l 

c-      .          r     ,        a-  .        A    J-                    ^     t  ^  When  Walter  returned  home  some  two  hours 

Station  of  the  afrair.     A  few  moments  later  i,,r       ju-r^u         a    •          ^u 

-.        ,  ,  .                       •   ,  ,          f  „              ,  later  he  found  his  father  suflfenng  untold  agony. 

found  him  accompanied  by  a  fellow  workman  ,,.          ^,                ,         •       i -^i            j  ^i  ^^, 

^,,    TT            .     -J      T-i       i-f^  J  ^1-             J  J  His  mother  was  hurrying  hither  and  thither, 

at  Mr.  Harmon  s  side.   They  hfted  the  wounded  ,,fj.^      ,ji       ^  -  •       j.    ^     ,         ^       ^^ 

^,          ,          .  J  .  •      ^     !-•              rj.,  half  distractedly,  striving  to  do  her  utmost  to 

man  gently  and  carried  him  to  his  car.    The  n     •  ^    ^i         •      r  i.     ^  i       j 

,  .     ^       "^     ,       ,        ,,                ^,        .    .  alleviate  the  pam  of  her  beloved  one. 
driver  was  ordered  to  the  nearest  hospital. 

When  the  police  arrived  they  discovered  the  ^he  patient    had  been    borne  to   his  room 

victim's  name  and  whereabouts.     They   could  ^.^^^^  every  means  for  his  comfort  was  at  his 

find  no  evidence  of  the  culprit.    On  examination  disposal. 

it  was  learned  from  one  of  the  watchman's  The  news  that  greeted  Walter,  as  he  came 

companions    that    two   men    had   passed   out  into    the   hall,   was,    "Your   father   has   been 

hurriedly  a  few  moments  before,  and  had  dis-  shot,  my  dear!"    It  was  told  him  by  his  mother, 

appeared  into  the  night.    But  none  knew  who  who  kissed  him  a  tender  welcome,  and  thanked 

they  were  or  whence  they  came.  God  within  her  heart  that  His  gracious  hand 

"A  case  for  Holmes,"  exclaimed  the  police  had  preserved  her  son. 

captain,  as  he  left  the  office  building.  "Shot!"    exclaimed   Walter    with    theatrical 

surprise.    "By  whom?    Where?    When?" 

;                 Chapter  IV  "By  some  thief,"  informed  his  mother. 

"  Dangerous?"  asked  the  boy. 

Mrs.  Harmon  waited  patiently  for  her  hus-  "No,  but  serious  enough."    Then  Mrs.  Har- 

band's  return.    When  the  hour  for  the  opera  mon   related  as  well   as   she   could   the   chief 


10 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


incidents  as   told   her  by   the   half  conscious 

victim,..,  .v  ■.'...■  .;..";; 

"Where  is  Dad?"  demanded  Waited  a  little 
nervous. 

"In  his  room.  You  must  not  disturb  him 
now.  The  doctor  has  ordered  absolute  rest. 
His  heart  is  not  very  strong.  We  must  let  him 
rest,  and  leave  the  punishment  of  the  wretch 
that  shot  him  to  God." 

Walter  was  ready  to  collapse.  His  mother 
was  indeed  nervous,  but  her  good  conscience 
sustained  her  spirit  when  under  affliction.  He 
on  the  contrary  was  physically  strong  and 
robust,  but  the  worm  of  guilt  was  gnawing  at 
his  heart  so  that  he  imagined  every  word  of 
his  mother  was  teeming  with  hatred.  Every- 
thing she  did  seemed  to  tell  him  that  some 
strange  prompting  told  her  and  the  world 
that  he  had  assaulted  the  man  who  had  reared 
and  loved  him.  He  dared  not  sit  lest  the  weapon 
in  his  pocket  would  explode  and  confirm  the 
whispering  of  imagination.  He  dared  not  turn 
and  depart  lest  some  unseen  figure  would 
point  to  the  bulging  garment  and  discover  the 
revolver.  He  dared  not  fall  on  his  knees  and 
confess,  as  the  shock  would  kill  his  father, 
and  perhaps  prove  fatal  to  his  mother.  He 
dared  not  to  run  away  and  hide,  for  now  above 
all  times  his  comfort  was  demanded.  There 
was  only  one  way  open  for  him  to  follow — a 
sincere  resolve  to  lead  a  better  life.  His  memory 
of  Christian  instruction  that  was  retained  at 
least  in  snatches  told  him  that  God  loves  a 
generous  heart,  and  that  His  mercy  knows  no 
bounds.  The  very  thought  of  repentance 
struck  fear  in  his  heart  lest  sorrow  for  his 
faults  would  be  an  eternal  acknowledgment 
of  their  commission. 

After  a  few  moments  he  realized  that  his 
best  friend  in  the  world  was  present,  and  that 
by  some  Providential  care  God  may  have  pre- 
vented the  crime  from  reaching  her.  ears. 

"We  must  follow  the  doctor's  advice, 
mother,"  he  said.  "Give  Dad  the  best  we 
have;  he  deserves  it." 

Mrs.  Harmon  had  not  the  least  impression 
of  what  troubled  her  boy.  She  was  ready  to 
consign  her  life  and  all  her  belongings  to  his 
disposal,  if  the  sacrifice  would  make  him  happier. 

A  few  moments  passed  during  which  Walter 


spoke  very  devotedly  to  his  mother  and  com- 
forted her  by  his  sympathy.  He  calmed  her  by 
pretending  to  understand  just  how  serious  the 
wound  was,  and  assured  his  mother  that  he 
could  deeply  sympathize  with  her. 

Mr.  Harmon  became  more  easy  during  the 
night.  The  united  efforts  of  the  doctor  and 
those  of  the  household  effected  much  comfort 
and  consolation  to  him.  Walter  greeted  him 
in  the  morning,  attended  by  the  doctor.  v- 

"Good  morning.  Dad!"  smiled  the  boy,  as  he 
slightly  raised  the  curtain.  "You  are  looking 
fine  this  morning." 

The  medical  man  who  busied  himself  about 
the  pulse  of  the  patient  agreed  that  appear- 
ances were  not  deceiving. 

"Rest  well  last  evening?"  asked  the  physician. 

"Yes,"  acknowledged  Mr.  Harmon,  "con- 
sidering all  I  am  putting  up  with." 

Another  arrow  of  accusation  shot  through 
Walter's  heart. 

"But  I'll  rest  fine  when  I  see  the  scamp  on 
the  gallows.  I'm  going  to  follow  this  up,  doctor," 
continued  the  patient  irritably. 

"Here,  Dad,"  interposed  Walter,  "don't 
get  excited  about  something  that  might  have 
been  worse.  You'll  be  all  right  in  a  few  weeks 
and  then  we  will  talk  about  catching  the  villain." 

"He  who  hesitates  is  lost,"  sneered  Harmon. 

■'But  not  always  because  he  hesitated," 
answer  Walter.: .■•: ■ 

Here  the  doctor  renewed  his  order  to  keep 
the  patient  quiet.  He  suggested  that  all  un- 
necessary information  about  the  office  be  with- 
held until  Mr.  Harmon  had  regained  his  former 
strength. 

Weaker  emphatically  approved  of  this  sug- 
gestion, and  assured  his  dad  all  would  be  well 
at  Wall  Street. 

As  the  physician  was  preparing  to  leave  he 
insisted  that  Mr.  Harmon's  condition  should 
not  be  the  occasion  of  alarm.  "He  is  doing 
nicely,  this  morning.  However,  his  heart  is 
still  unsettled.  Any  surprise  or  shock  might 
bring  disastrous  consequences." 

Mrs.  Harmon  promised  personally  to  carry 
out  all  directions  exactly,  trusting  to  God  to 
restore  her  husband  to  the  same  health  of 
body  in  which  He  had  preserved  her  son. 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


U 


Chapter  V 

As  agreecl  Walter  had  kept  his  promise  to 
Wells.  At  ten  o'clock  Friday  evening  the 
money  had  been  handed  over  to  Harmon's 
companion.  At  the  meeting  it  was  mutually 
agreed  upon  that  on  the  following  night  the 
necklace  would  be  delivered  to  Walter  with 
the  respects  and  best  wishes  of  his  pal. 

The  younger  Harmon  arrived  at  the  office 
on  the  following  morning,  a  little  earlier  than 
usual.  The  clerks  and  the  other  members  of 
the  firm  were  whispering  about  the  dreadful 
disaster  of  the  previous  evening.  Naturally 
they  in  turn  offered  their  sympathy  to  Walter. 
The  stains  of  blood  had  been  cleaned  away, 
and  nothing  remained  of  the  crime  but  the 
memory  and  the  guilt. 

"Where  is  Mr.  Dowd?"  asked  Walter. 
"That's  a  fact.    Dowd  is  not  here,"  observed 

one  of  the  group*;  V 

"Perhaps  ill,"  suggested  one.    -v/V 

"At  heart,"  put  in  another,  believing  he  had 
discovered  an  ambiguity  in  the  former's  words. 

"No!  Not  exactly." 

"Well,  call  him  up,"  offered  the  first.  ; 

"Good!    Do  so!"  agreed  Walter. 

Of  course  young  Harmon  stood  as  his  father's 
representative.  Today,  above  all  days,  it  was 
important  for  the  older  member  of  the  firm  to 
be  present.  It  had  been  rumored  through  the 
office  that  Saturday  was  to  witness  an  all- 
important  transaction,  and  as  Mr.  Harmon  Sr., 
was  the  predominant  character  in  the  bargain, 
it  was  greatly  feared  immeasurable  loss  would 
result  from  his  absence. 

It  occurred  to  Walter  to  call  up  his  father 
and  ask  to  postpone  the  transaction.  This 
suggested  Mr.  Dowd's  unexplained  failure  to 
report  for  duty.  Consequently  Walter  soon 
had  the  injured  parent  on  the  wire.  Mr.  Dowd's 
absence  concerned  the  older  Harmon  more  than 
the  transaction.  "Now  to  think  of  it,"  he 
muttered  to  himself,  "  the  voice  I  heard  sounded 
like  Dowd's.  I  wonder  if  he  has  been  deceiving 
me?    I'll  make  an  example  of  him  I'll  warrant." 

Mrs,  Harmon  entered  the  room  just  in  time 
to  soothe  her  husband  and  prevent  him  from 
giving  vent  to  his  anger. 


"You  must  be  calm,  my  dear,"  insisted  his 
wife.  "The  doctor  has  ordered  absolute  rest 
for  you." 

"Calm?  Yes.  Calm!  I  have  caught  the 
thief.  I've  noticed  his  surly  disposition  these 
last  few  days.  The  man  I  trusted  with  my 
secrets  and  life's  plans  robs  and  deserts  me 
in  the  hour  of  my  need.  I  say,"  he  shouted 
across  the  wire,  "send  the  police  to  find  him." 
Here  he  dropped  the  receiver,  and  fell  back 
exhausted.  Ov^-^^yl/./^-'^ 

The  task  of  dismissing  a  man  who  was  not 
present  amused  Walter.  He  understood  at 
once  that  his  father's  secretary  had  been  un- 
justly discharged,  and  accused  of  a  crime  that 
he  himself  had  committed.  However,  he  must 
obey,  but  he  sincerely  hoped  to  restore  Mr. 
Dowd's  good  name  before  serious  financial 
difficulties  had  come  upon  the  secretary.  The 
click  of  Mr.  Harmon's  receiver  struck  fear  in 
Walter's  heart.  The  doctor  had  predicted 
irreparable  evil  to  follow  to  Mr.  Harmon  on 
the  least  excitement.  Could  his  hasty  deed  in 
mentioning  the  situation  have  likewise  been 
punished  for  his  disobedience? 

He  stood  for  a  few  moments  meditating 
on  the  scene  before  him.  Every  object  in  the 
room  seemed  to  stand  as  an  infallible  witness 
to  truth  that  he  was  the  reason  for  all  of  this 
disorder. 

"Mr.  Dowd  has  not  been  home  since  last 
evening,"  informed  one  of  the  clerks.  "His. 
wife  knows  nothing  of  his  whereabouts." 

"He's  the  villain,"  observed  a  member  of  the 
firm.';' 

"Yes!  He's  the  thief.  We'll  apprehend  him,, 
though,  if  we  must  follow  him  to  Egypt." 

Young  Harmon  was  silent.  Words  of  defense 
for  Dowd  stuck  in  his  throat.  "We'll  be  just 
with  him,"  he  said,  "even  though  he  has  de- 
serted us.  Whatever  business  my  father  has 
planned  for  today  must  be  postponed  until 
he  can  attend  here  in  person." 

All  proceeded  to  their  respective  places,  each 
had  a  task  except  Walter.  His  desk  had  no 
attraction  for  him  now.  There  were  but  two 
thoughts  in  his  mind,  a  wounded  father,  and 
an  innocent  man  wronged,  and  he  to  blame 
for  both  afflictions.  He  sat  gazing  at  the  closed 
vault.     He  turned  his  head  away  in  horror. 


12. 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


The  scene  again  flashed  across  his  mind  in  all 
its  vivid  preciseness. 

"Gentlemen,"  he  exclaimed  as  he  closed  his 
desk,  "I  can't  stay  any  longer.  My  heart  is 
burning  to  be  with  my  father,  and  I  sorely 
lament  Mr.  Dowd's  absence  and  strange  con- 
duct. If  he  arrives  this  morning  kindly  inform 
him  we  have  found  it  expedient  to  discontinue 
his  services.    Good  morning!"       \; 

One  of  the  firm  assumed  the  office  of  spokes- 
man and  bowed  consent.  Walter  made  for  the 
door.  He  opened  it  and  turned  again  to  the 
vault.  "  By  the  way,"  he  said,  rather  nervously, 
"if  a  Mr.  Wells  calls  to  see  me  tell  him  I  will 
be  unable  to  keep  my  appointment  this  evening." 
He  passed  out.  The  clerks  continued  at  their 
desks  until  noon.  Then  they  were  dismissed, 
but  as  yet  neither  Mr.  Dowd  nor  Mr.  Wells 
had  appeared.  v 

Chapter  VI 

Mr.  Wells  waited  for  Walter  until  midnight. 
Of  course  Mr.  Harmon's  condition,  and  the 
circumstances  that  prevailed  around  Walter 
made  it  impossible  for  him  to  keep  his  appoint- 
ment with  Wells.  He  had  tried  to  get  his  com- 
panion on  the  telephone  several  times,  but 
always  the  same  response  returned,  "Not  at 
home." 

As  a  result  Wells  became  deeply  incensed 
against  Walter,  not  so  much  because  the  latter 
had  evidently  withdrawn  from  the  plan,  but 
mainly  on  account  of  the  abrupt  manner  in 
which  he  was  deserted. 

"That's  all  well  and  good  for  me  to  risk  my 
reputation  by  dealing  with  thugs,"  observed 
Wells.  "Money  may  talk  but  it  doesn't  reveal 
the  owner's  name.  But  he  has  not  outdone 
me  yet.  I'll  give  him  Wtil  twelve  tomorrow." 
With  this  the  disgusted  man  started  for  his 
home. 

The  following  morning  Wells  was  still  wait- 
ing for  young  Harmon.  Midday  arrived,  and 
still  no  word  of  explanation  came. 

"I  have  the  jewels  now,"  muttered  Wells, 
"and  besides  a  few  hundred  to  boot.  If  Harmon 
is  too  good  to  do  some  of  his  crooked  work  he 
doesn't  deserve  the  cake." 

Wells  had  indeed  hired  a  professional  thief 
to  rob  the  Kerns  home  of  the  necklace.     He 


knew  the  family  was  accustomed  to  spend  the 
week  end  at  some  fashionable  pleasure  resort, 
and  hence  he  assured  his  tool  that  there  was 
comparatively  little  danger  of  apprehension. 
The  hired  gunman  found  little  difficulty  in 
procuring  the  coveted  jewels;  but,  before  turn- 
ing the  spoils  over  to  Wells  he  shrewdly  asked 
for  his  employer's  address,  under  the  pretense 
of  warning  him  of  any  ensuing  suspicion  that 
might  arise.  Naturally  Wells  was  easily  led 
into  the  trap.  The  beauty  and  value  of  the 
prize  dazzled  him.  He  did  not  realize  the  snare 
that  such  information  might  entail. 

But  now  all  was  over.  The  thief  had  departed 
to  parts  unknown,  Harmon  had  apparently 
quit  the  game,  and  he,  Mr.  Wells,  as  he  desig- 
nated himself,  held  the  gems.  He  remembered 
the  remark  that  Alice  had  oflfered  as  a  challenge 
to  Walter.  "Why  could  not  he  be  the  recipient 
of  that  love?"  he  asked  himself.  "AH  I  have 
to  do  is  to  claim  it,  and  that  I'll  do.  If  she 
is  a  match  for  Harmon,  I  should  be  suitable 
for  her.  There  is  no  catching  game  unless 
we  hunt  for  it." 

The  thought  was  followed  by  the  action. 
He  repaired  to  his  room,  donned  his  best  gar- 
ments, and  carelessly  thrust  the  necklace  into 
his  pocket.  "I'll  treat  it  as  a  trifle,  and  it  will 
make  me  look  more  important,"  he  whispered 
to  himself.  "For  of  how  much  greater  worth 
am  I  than  this  heap  of  junk." 

An  hour  later  the  suitor  arrived  at  Miss 
Greer's  home.  The  young  lady  had  already 
dressed  for  the  evening.  She  had  been  waiting 
to  receive  Walter.  This  was  the  first  Sunday 
he  had  disappointed  her,  and  to  embitter  the 
situation  he  had  not  written  or  called  her  for 
nearly  a  week. 

Mr.  Wells'  visit  surprised  her.  She  had  never 
made  any  overtures  of  affection  to  him,  and 
as  yet  accepted  none.  She  had  met  him  on 
several  occasions,  and  she  observed  that  his 
personality  was  indeed  fascinating.  The  servant 
who  ushered  Wells  into  her  presence  respectfully 
withdrew. 

"Good  afternoon,  Mr.  Wells,"  exclaimed 
Alice,  placing  her  soft  white  fingers  into  the 
visitor's  extended  hand. 

"Good  afternoon,  Miss  Greer.    I  trust  I  find 


THE  yiLLANOVAN  .13 

you  well,"  returned  the  other  with  a  delicate  bargain  came,  he  fled  and  left  the  paying  of 

ci\)dsancel'r\'y-:;y'--b{--y.-y^^^^^  money  to  me.     Harmon  is  not  worthy  of 

The  young  lady  gratefully  acknowledged  her  you." 

good  health  and  invited  Wells  to  be  seated.  Alice  sat  gazing  out  of  the  window.     She 

He  accepted  the  proffered  chair,  and  assumed  recalled  how  many  times  Walter  had  told  her 

a  dignified  and  intellectual  posture.  of  his  love,  and  now  to  desert  her.  "Do  you 

"You  may  wonder  at  the  purpose  of  niy  think,  Mr.  Wells,  he  has  found  favor  with  Miss 

informal   visit,    Miss   Greer,"   he  commenced,  Kern?"  she  asked  anxiously, 

"but  you'll  pardon  my  intrusion,  at  least  I  "Perhaps,"  conjectured  Wells.    "^^^^^^^ 

think  so,  when  I   explain  its  occasion.     You  finds  him  faithful,  which  of  course  he  can  never 

remember   no   doubt   that  on   last   Thursday  be.    You  can't  get  blood  out  of  a  brick  Miss 

evening  you  and  several  other  young  people  Greer.''^^^^  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^:^^^-^^^^^^^^^;^^^^;^^^/^^^^                  ; 

were  guests  at  the  Doyle's?"  "No!"   acknowledged    the   young   lady,    "a 

Miss  Greer  recalled  the  occasion  distinctly,  deceiving  lover  will  be  a  deceitful  husband." 

"You  may  also  recall,"  continued  Wells,  "But  for  your  answer,"  insisted  Wells,  re- 
"the  trend  of  the  conversation  that  occupied  gaining  self-consciousness  from  Miss  Greer's 
our  attention  while  we  were  homeward  bound,  prophecy.  "My  heart  is  gasping  like  a  tor- 
No  doubt  you  recall  your  remarks  about  Miss  tured  dove.  Have  I  merited  the  joy  of  your 
Kern's  charming  necklace,"  -  >a      —      -  eternal  presence?" ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^\^- ^^^^^^^^^^^;^^^^^^U 

"Yes!     I— -I— think  I  do,"  answered  Alice,  "I'll  be  true  to  myself  first  by  being  faithful 

smiling  as  a  bright  blush  enlightened  her  counte-  to  my  promise,  and  I  will  accept  your  devotion 

nance.  and  I  await  your  pleasure.    There  is  no  reward 

"Well,  my  dear,  you'll  pardon  my  familiarity,  too  rich  for  the  truly  devoted." 

but  I  feel  that  I  am  justified  in  claiming  the  Wells  pressed  her  to  his  bosom.    "My  dear," 

reward  you  offered.    Here  is  a  necklace,  equally  he  whispered,  as  he  looked  into  the  tear-filled 

valuable,  for  it  was  made  by  the  same  jewelers  eyes  of  the  young  lady,  "your  beauty  has  ever 

as  Miss  Kern's.     It  cost   the  same  price,  but  been  the  happiness  of  my  life.    But  it  is  not 

of  course  the  price  wasthe  least  of  the  question ;  your  beauty,  nor  your  charm,  nor  your  learning, 

what  worried  me  was  the  pattern."  nor  your  fascinating  smile,  but  yourself  that  is 

Miss  Greer  would  have  given  vent  to  her  happiness  to  me.    You  are  more  fit  for  royalty 

indignation  toward  Wells' presumptuous  request,  and  sway  than  any  woman  in  the  land."    He 

had  not  the  sight  of  the  necklace  prevented  kissed  her  forehead,  and  stood  smiling  at  her 

any  such  violent  attitude.  drooping  eyelids  for  a  moment. 

"You    have    promised,   my    dear,"    coaxed  "Come  to  me  soon  again,"  she  said  timidly. 

Wells,  noticing  the  young  woman's  hesitancy,  "Be  sure  of  me,"  returned  Wells,  "and  since 

"and  no  lady  of  social  repute  ever  breaks  a  you  are  mine  now  I  would  suggest  you  send  a 

promise.     Moreover   you  may   feel   bound   to  word  to  Harmon  telling  him  that  you  could 

respect  Harmon's  attentions.    I  respect  Harmon  never  love  a  coward,  for,  by  Heavens,  if  you 

as  a  companion,  but  let  me  warn  you  to  beware  insist  on  my  delivering  the  message  I  fear  my 

of  a  coward  and  a  slacker.     I  offered  to  assist  hatred  for  him  could  not  speak  save  in  a  bullet." 

him  to  secure  that  string  of  beads,  in  order  "  I  will  write  at  once  my  dear,  and  tell  him  as 

that  he  might  present  them  to  you  as  a  token  you  bid  me." 

of  esteem.    He  agreed,  but  when  the  time  of  {To  be  continued) 


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*  I  ,  .  ^  . 

V  1  '  I 

Rambles 

A  Series  of  Essays 

By  John  F.  Burns 

I   HAVE  been  blessed  with  many  friends,  again   confess   to   no  small  desire   to   imitate 
Some  of  them  are  living.    Some— and  alas!  them — to  so  write  that  people  would  be  glad 
far,  far  too  many — have  long  since  passed  to  sit  down  and  pass  the  time  with  me.    And 
away.    But  even  of  those  that  are  gone  before  it  has  not  been  so  very  long  since  I  actually 
me,  many  there  are  whose  voices  still  ring  in  thought  I  could  do  so.    But,  like  a  "Certain 
my  ears,  whose  smiles  are  even  now  present  Professor,"  and  in  his  own  words  too,  "how- 
to  my  eyes.     (Ah,  memory!    How  sweet,  and  ever  hard  the  lesson,  I  have  learned  to  come 
yet  how  sad,  thou  art!)    And  many,  too,  there  down  full  many  a  peg."   And  "if  I  were  allowed, 
are,  whose  kindly  voices  I  have  never  heard,  now,  to  choose  a  place  in  the  temple  of  fame, 
whose  bright  smile  I  have  never  seen.     Yet  I  should  select  the  qfuiet,  comfortable  corner 
they  have  i>een  dear  to  me  none  the  less.    For,  in  which  the  Essayists  congregate."    At  first, 
strange  though  it  may  see;ii,   they  too  have  of  course,   "nothing  short  of  an  epic  would 
often  spoken   to  me.     Hours  and   hours  and  satisfy  my  ambition.    Nothing  daunted  by  the 
hours    have   we  whiled   away   together,    their  knowledge    that   all    through    the   ages    there 
wonderful  words  showing  me  what  must  have  have   come   but   four   great   Epic   Fathers — I 
been  the  sunshine  of  their  presence.  began  to  think  the  time  fast  ripening  for  a 
By  this  time,  dear  reader,  you  have  probably  fifth.  Then,  after  a  deep  plunge  into  Shakespeare, 
surmised  my  meaning.     However,   merely   in  it  struck  me  that  the  drama  was,   after  all, 
confirmation  of  your  thoughts — or,  it  may  be,  the  most   comprehensive,    if   not   the   highest 
in  correction  of  them,  I  may  state  that  these  form  of  human  composition.     I  would   be  a 
friends  are  the  authors  of  my  books.    And  it  dramatist.    True,  on  considering  these  matters 
is  they  (I  confess  I  am  looking  for  excuses  now),  in  detail,  I  found,  oddly  enough,  as  it  seemed 
it  is  they  who  are  accountable  for  my  speaking  to  me  then,  that  my  predecessors  had   fore- 
to  you  at  this  moment.    For,  when  they  talk  stalled   me   in   the   most   available  subjects." 
to  me,  and  I  see  how  wise,  and  kind,  and  power-  And  so,  one  by  one,  my  exalted  aspirations  all 
ful  they  are,  I  cannot  but  do  the  most  natural  dwindled  down  to  the  hopeless  phantoms  that 
thing  in  the  world — I  cannot  but  resolve,   if  they  really  were.    It  amuses  me,  now,  to  think 
not  to  emulate,  then,  at  least  to  imitate  their  that  I  ever  had  the  sang-froid  even  to  entertain 
work.    And  so  it  is,  that  I  find  myself  chatting  them.    Ignorance  is  certainly  bliss.    At  present, 
away  with   you  now,   essaying  to  hold    your  however,  I  should  be  quite  content,  if  I  could 
interest.    But,  as  to  what  I  am  going  to  say —  leave  behind  me  a  work  that  would  resemble 
let  us  not  decide  that  yet.    Let  us  just  ramble  the   "Professor's"   in  even   this  one  respect — 
along  together  for  a  while,  and  see  if  we  can  that  in  it,   "the  writer  would   not  appear  so 
become  friends.    For,  if  we  do,  then  there  will  much  the  author,  as  the  friend  and  the  com- 
be plenty  to  engage  us.    Between  friends,  you  panion  of  the  sweet  hours  of  rare  holidays." 
know,  there  is  never  a  dearth  of  topics — or  of         Not    that    I    would    "willingly   intrude   my 
interest,    either.     In    fact,    for   me,    the   mere  gossip  on  people  who  are  busy.    I  would  rather 
presence  of   a   friend   is   a   source   of   keenest  wait  for  the  well-earned  holiday,  and  I  would 
pleasure.    And  I  shall  tell  you,  presently,  how  then  ask  my  reader  to  come  out,  as  it  were, 
I  judge  others  (contrary  to  the  dictum  of  the  for  a  walk.    We  should  not  nuch  care  whither 
old  maxim)  by  myself.  we  were  going,  only  taking  care  that  our  road 
To  return  to  the  authors,  however,  I  must  led  through  pleasant  places.     We  would   not 


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feel  bound  to  any  dusty  highway — ^we  would  interest  occurs  to  us,  but  choosing,  when,  we  can, 

burst  through  the  hedges  of  the  wayside,  and  the  things  that  people  do,  or  perhaps,  the  way, 

ramble  on"  through  green  fields,  or  under  the  how,  and  why  they  do  them — if  we  can  do 

shadow  of  old  forest  trees.    We  would  hail  the  simply  this,  and  in  a  manner  not  unpleasing, 

travellers  on  the  road,  and  talk  to  the  laborers  then    I    shall    be    quite    content.      *'Quicquid 

at  their  work — and  sit  beside  some  babbling  homines   agunt."     Our    topic,    potentially,    at 

stream,  and  fling  flowers  on  the  waters,  and  least,  because  of  the  wide  field  of  observation 

listen  to  the  sage  advice  the  stream  would  be  that  it  opens,  admits  of  no  small  interest, 

sure  to  give  whilst  hurrying  them  away.     In  But,  dear  reader,  we  have  rambled  rather 

due  time  we  should  get  home— perhaps  some-  far  already,  simply  in  the  process  of  becoming 

what  weary,  but  with  that  pleasant  weariness  acquainted.    It  is  time  now  that  we  were  saying 

that  befits  the  close  of  such  a  ramble.     For  good-bye.    Before  bidding  you  adieu,  however, 

my  part,  I  would  not  take  it  amiss,  if  my  friend  I  should  like  to  explain,  in  accordance  with  my 

yawned  in  my  face  on  bidding  me  good-night —  promise,  my  apparently  contradictory  attitude 

provided  that,  in  shaking  my  hand,  he  would  toward  the  wise  old  adage,  "Judge  not  another 

say:   'We  must  certainly  have  another  ramble  by  thyself."    So,  with  a  somewhat  apologetical 

some  day.'  "  introduction  I  will  commence. 

And  how  often  have  I  myself  said  the  self-  I  have  often  observed  that  my  fellowmen 
same  words.  How  often  has  the  "  Professor",  are  htunan  (notice  the  astounding  acuteness — 
and  others,  too,  taken  me  by  the  arm,  and,  nay,  the  consummate  wisdom  of  the  observa- 
as  we  treaded  ways  I  had  thought  so  familiar,  tion)  that  they  are  all,  as  it  were,  cast  in  the 
pointed  out  to  me  things  I  had  never  noticed —  same  mold,  and  in  general,  have  similar  view- 
harvests  of  thought  that  they  had  reaped,  points  of  ordinary  things,  similar  joys,  similar 
quarries  of  lore  that  they  had  exhausted — and  sorrows,  and  similar  sources  of  the  same.  In 
which,  on  my  own  merely  passive  intelligence,  a  word,  they  are,  as  the  saying  goes,  "built" 
had  been  quite  lost;  beauties,  also,  of  nature  very  much  alike,  even  physically.  The  very 
and  of  human  nature,  of  which,  hitherto,  their  close  resemblance,  in  different  people,  of  effects 
stupid,  but  delighted  companion  had  never  produced  by  like  causes,  and  like  motives,  is 
even  dreamt.  quite  obvious.    And  it  is  under  the  influence  of 

And  thus  it  is,  that  I,  who  have  enjoyed  so  this  observation  that  I  have  come,  contrary 
extremely,  these  chats  and  rambles  with  others,  to  the  maxim  which  many  supposedly  knowing 
have  ventured — timidly,  I  must  admit — to  persons  have  often  so  wisely  quoted  for  my 
hazard  an  occasional  observation  of  my  own,  benefit,  to  judge  others,  in  great  measure,  by 
in  the  hope  of  striking,  now  and  then,  at  least,  myself.  I  suspect  that  the  people  just  men- 
some  spark  of  interest,  or  of  pleasure.  Not,  tioned,  themselves  only  half  understand,  and 
dear  reader,  that  I  expect  to  win  you,  as  the  half  appreciate  the  adage.  They  do  not  realize 
genial  Elia  might,  or  to  lecture  (if  I  may  employ  that  they  too,  in  judging  others,  do  so  with 
the  term)  with  any  of  the  acumen  or  pleasing  their  own  self  as  a  standard.  And  so  does  each 
familiarity  of  the  "Professor".  This  were  one  of  us,  for  the  adage,  properly  understood, 
presumption  indeed — and  the  very  worst  way,  and  properly  applied,  warrants  this  method  of 
perhaps,  to  attain  a  place  in  your  esteem,  procedure.  A  man's  knowledge  of  himself. 
One  might  as  well  flaunt  a  placard  with  in-  Kis  appreciation  of  his  own  likes  and  dislikes, 
scriptions  to  the  effect  of  "This  is  I!  And  of  his  inclinations,  his  longings,  his  hopes,  fears, 
I  am  It!"  and  then  expect  a  kindly  welcome,  and  regrets — is  it  not  all  these,  is  it  not  himself 
His  chances  for  the  same  are  scarcely  better,  I  really,  that  serves  as  the  foundation  for  the 
am  afraid,  than  those  of  the  pleasing  animal  various  impressions,  opinions  or  judgments  (as 
that  occasionally  visits  a  lawn  party.  the  case  may  be)  that  he  forms  of  his  neighbor? 

If  we  can  only  manage  to  stroll  along  with-  But,  to  repeat,  I  find  myself,  at  least,  judging 

out  strain,  or  formality,  or  too  much  reserve  other  folks  by  myself.     Not,  however,  that  I 

in    our    intercourse,    discussing    whatever    of  should  care  to  admit  any  indulgence  in  that 


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narrow,  cramped  up  sort  of  judgment  that  is  It  seems  natural  for  a  man  to  be  always  looking 
based  only  on  our  own  foibles,  eccentricities,  out  for  himself.  Very  good.  But  there  is  a 
peculiarities,  prejudices,  and  the  like.  The  worthy  side  to  self;  and  there  is  a  blame- 
estimation  of  others,  founded  on  that  ugly,  worthy  side.  When  self-consideration  becomes 
selfish,  one-eyed,  and,  sad  to  say,  all  too  promi-  selfish,  then,  in  our  judgments,  it  is  time  to  be 
nent  and  importunate  part  of  our  makeup,  mindful  of  the  adage  in  question.  But  when 
which  never  sees,  and  never  wants  to  see  any-  self-consideration  teaches  us,  as  it  undoubtedly 
thing  else  but  "self" — this  is  the  old  slogan's  will,  the  fundamental  laws  of  human  nature, 
target.  But  I  think  it  incorrect  to  maintain  then,  even  with  self  as  a  foundation,  we  are  in  a 
that  the  maxim  would  decry,  indiscriminately,  fair  way  toward  judging  our  neighbor  correctly, 
each  and  every  judgment  that  is  based  upon  "JVm  terpsum,"  say  the  Greeks  and  Latins, 
self — or  that  it  should,  philosophically  speaking,  The  inference  is  obvious.  The  sense  of  the 
be  taken  "sitnpliciter"  and  not  "secundum  following  words  of  Horace  might  also  be  ap- 
quid".  plied    to   all    that    has   been  [said,     "Mutato 

Self,  as  we  know,  might  well  be  called  the  nomine  de  te  fabula  narratur." 

"hub"   of   our   own   little   personal   universe.  But,  au  revoir,  until  our  next  ramble. 


Hope 

(To  C.  M.  M.) 

/  love  to  wander  o'er  the  sandy  way, 
As  tardy  gleams  return  unto  the  sun, 
And  lurking  shadows  creep  out  one  by  one. 

Till  moody  darkness  clouds  the  jace  ojj  day. 

Proud,  rolling  billows  toss  their  heads  in  spray, 
Break  foaming,  seething  as  some  passion  high; 
But  powers  unseen  soon  bid  them  subject  lie, 

Returning  them  as  rebels  led  astray. 


Thus  when  Death's  shades  my  lingering  lije  surround,- 
Ambitions,  honors,  transient  as  the  dew 
Fade  into  naught  before  Sin's  specters  grim — 

May  God's  great  mercy  and  His  love  profound, 

Though  not  through  mine,  but  His  Son's  merits  due, 
Lead  me  to  rest,  to  heaven,  and  to  Him. 


A.  B.  Maxwell. 


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Influence  of  Literature  on  Life 

By   H.   J.  WiEGAND 

WITH  the  exception  of  religion,  literature  Odyssey  of  Homer,  have  a  colossal  influence  on 
has  always  had  the  greatest  and  best  the  Greeks?  Were  not  these  works  the  mental 
influence  on  life  of  all  considerations  nourishment  of  that  heroic  race?  Was  it  not 
that  affect  humanity.  Religion  of  course  in-  the  traditions  of  their  forefathers,  the  stirring 
fluences  our  lives  to  a  pre-eminent  degree,  deeds  of  their  ancestors,  so  well  preserved  in 
Some  inherent  religious  perception,  some  knowl-  the  lives  of  Homer,  that  roused  the  Greek  man- 
edge  and  fear  of  God,  some  idea  of  a  hereafter  hood  to  glory  and  valor  that  is  the  wonder  of 
is  deeply  imbedded  in  the  inner  consciousness  the  world? 

of  every  human  being,  whether  the  lowliest  of  Literature  affects  all  of  us  and  it  influences 
savages  or  the  most  erudite  of  theologians,  every  branch  of  human  endeavor. 
There  is  not  a  race  nor  a  tribe  on  earth  that  What  would  religion  itself  be  but  an  empty 
does  not  observe  in  varying  degree  some  external  tradition  without  the  sacred  literature  that 
devotion  in  honor  of  the  Deity,  some  ritualistic  guides  its  course?  Is  it  not  in  the  God-given 
practices  in  honor  of  the  unseen  Omnipotence  Gospels  of  the  Evangelists  that  the  Christian 
that  rules  the  universe.  And  because  of  our  faith  finds  at  once  its  guidance,  its  inspiration 
inborn  religious  sense,  aided  by  the  outward  and  consolation?  Is  it  not  in  the  Koran  that 
observances  and  doctrines  of  religious  creeds,  the  Mohammedans  find  that  fervor  or  fanaticism 
the  influence  of  religion  on  our  lives  is  para-  that  urges  them  to  death  itself  to  establish  that 
mount.  bloody  religion?  And  so  likewise.  Buddhism, 
In  a  lesser  degree  literature  has  the  same  Brahmanism,  Shentoism,  Taoism  and  all  the 
abiding  influence  on  humanity.  This  is  true  other  religions  find  their  strength  and  inspira- 
not  for  today  only  but  it  is  an  acknowledged  tion  in  some  sacred  book,  some  ancient  religious 
historical  fact  that  even  in  the  most  distant  literature.  In  our  own  Catholic  Faith,  we  are 
ages,  in  what  is  to  us,  the  dark  and  uncivilized  aided  to  an  inestimable  extent  in  our  piety, 
past,  the  clear  voice  of  literature  was  heard  in  our  devotion,  by  all  that  wonderful  mass  of 
all  over  the  habitable  world,  teaching,  enter-  religious  books  that  found  their  source  in  love 
taining,  guiding.  And  after  all  those  long  of  God  and  loyalty  to  His  Church,  from  the 
centuries,  we  can  hear  even  now  the  splendid  Imitation  of  Christ,  and  the  Lives  of  the  Saints 
echo  of  that  early  literature  resounding  in  the  to  the  Prayer-books  and  the  religious  literature  of 
dim  corridors  of  time.  Did  not  that  literature  our  own  day.  Are  we  not  helped  to  a  greater 
affect  the  lives  of  those  ancient  races  wherein  devotion  to  God  by  this  literature?  It  is  true 
it  received  its  nourishment?  Did  not  the  Bible  they  can  do  nothing  without  a  fervent  devotion 
of  the  Jews,  our  Old  Testament,  with  its  pro-  within  us,  but  they  do  awaken  our  dormant 
phetically  revealed  Words  of  God,  its  wonderful  fervor  to  respond  to  a  true  sense  of  piety.  Is 
Psalms,  its  splendid  history  of  their  favored  not  the  theology,  the  moral  philosophy  that 
race,  awaken  in  the  Jewish  people  a  fervent  guided  the  Church  but  the  teachings  of  the 
response  that  strengthened  them  in  their  work  Fathers  as  preserved  in  their  works? 
of  preserving  the  true  religion  in  a  pagan  world?  All  nations  are  affected  by  political  influences. 
Did  not  the  writings  of  the  old  Greek  philoso-  But  would  not  politics  be  but  a  meaningless 
phers,  of  Plato,  Socrates  and  the  rest,  influence  word,  would  not  law  and  justice  be  almost  un- 
to a  great  extent  not  only  their  own  people  known,  were  it  not  for  those  riches  of  political 
and  their  own  time,  but  all  subsequent  philo-  literature  that  the  world  possesses,  those  his- 
sophical  study?^^  torical  documents,  those  wonderful  orations  that 
,  Did  not  thdsegrand  epics,  those  monumental  have  thrilled  the  world?  The  laws  of  Solon 
achievements  of   a  blind  Greek,  the  Iliad  and  guided  the  Greek  democracy  for  many  years; 


18-    /'■\:^;-.  ■;■;.•;;■■    ^  ■;:\:v:;;|;:..-'/THE  VILLAiSfOVAN:';yv:,,;:;:;>.;;i::;^^^^^  ^ 

the  law  of  the  early  Romans  was  contained  in  truth  that  make  a  well-written  essay  a  sparkling 

the  "Twelve  Tables."    The  Magna  Charta  of  spring  wherein  the  reader  can  drink  his  full  of 

England  and  America's  Declaration  of  Inde-  gloom-dispelling  truths. 

pendence  are  immortal  documents  forever  dedi-  In  fiction,  in  the  novel,  the  short-story,  the 
cated  to  man's  freedom.  Did  not  the  orations  romance,  we  find  an  interest,  a  refreshment, 
of  Demosthenes  and  Cicero,  the  speeches  of  and  an  unconscious  guidance,  found  nowhere 
Burke,  of  Henry,  of  Otis,  of  Lincoln  have  a  else  in  such  a  gracious  form.  Who  can  read  the 
great  influence  on  the  history  of  their  times,  works  of  Dickens,  of  Thackeray,  of  Scott, 
and  does  not  that  influence  still  affect  the  trend  without  a  feeling  of  intense  pleasure,  and  of 
of  modern  political  thought?  Considering  only  profit  too.  And  when  one  is  weary  of  the  world's 
'the  events  of  the  last  few  years,  did  not  the  strife  and  toil,  can  we  not  find  untold  delights 
so-called  "war-literature",  the  newspaper  ar-  in  the  charming  stories  of  O.  Henry,  of  Jeffery 
tides,  the  magazines,  affect  public  opinion  to  a  Farnal,  of  R.  H.  Davis?  Does  not  this  fiction 
colossal  extent?  Had  it  not  been  for  the  stirring  influence  us?  I  think  it  does,  though  often  un- 
articles  in  the  daily  papers  revealing  accurately  consciously.  In  the  greater  nimiber  of  works 
and  unmistakably  the  menace  of  Teuton  domi-  of  fiction  we  can  obtain  again  the  true  perspec- 
nation,  would  this  nation  of  peaceful  people  tive  of  life,  and  we  can  rejoice  again  in  the 
have  entered  a  bloody  war,  whose  battlefields  careless  joyousness  of  youth,  after  the  matter- 
were  thousands  of  miles  from  our  shores?  "Would  of-fact  world  has  almost  robbed  us  of  the  roman- 
our  great  ceimpaigns  to  raise  funds  to  carry  on  tic  glamour  that  we  all  love, 
the  war  to  a  victorious  conclusion  have  been  And  finally  is  not  the  influence  of  poetry 
so  eminently  successful  without  the  aid  of  the  on  humanity  wonderful?  We  have  commented 
press?  On  the  other  hand,  how  could  the  upon  the  heroic  poetry  of  Homer  and  its  vast 
Germans  bolster  up  the  lagging  courage  and  the  influence  on  the  Greeks.  In  a  similar  manner 
failing  convictions  of  their  people  without  their  all  races  have  been  affected  by  poetry,  because 
propagandist  literature?  And  without  this  we  all  have  the  lyrical  sense  in  some  degree, 
same  stupendous  and  poisoned  literature  how  The  Romans  had  their  iEneid,  the  early  Britons 
could  she  ever  have  allied  to  her  arms  still  their  Beowulf  and  the  Germans  the  Nibelungen- 
other  nations?  leid.    Ballads,  songs,  and  doggerel  rhymes,  easy 

In  an  economical  and  financial  sense  the  in-  for  the  people  to  learn,  have  always  had  a  great 

fluence  of  literature  is  very  large;    in  consider-  influence    in    the    world's    political    struggles, 

ing  the  sciences  its  influence  is  so  evident  that  Even  in  our  own  American  literature  we  can 

it  requires  little  comment.    Was  not  the  learn-  observe    the    great    mass    of    political    ballads 

ing  of  the  ancient  Greek,  Arabian  and  Egyptian  and  satires  that  stirred  our  forefathers  at  the 

sciences  preserved  for  our  benefit  today  in  their  time  of  the  Revolution ;   and  it  is  an  acknowl- 

literature?     Is  not  the  literature  of   Italy,  of  edged  fact  that  the  abolition  movement  was 

Germany,  of  France  and  England  full  of  scien-  aided   to  a  great  extent  by  the  stirring  and 

tific  writings  whose  influence  on  modern  life  often  bitter  ballads  and   poems  of  the  aboli- 

and  modern  scientific  research  is  inestimable?  tionists,  notably  Whittier. 

Are  we  not  reaping  the  benefit  of  the  writings  Are  not  the  works  of  Shakespeare  still  inspira- 

of  Farraday,  of  Galvani,  of  Huxley  and  Darwin,  tions  for  all  of  us?    Do  not  the  wonderful  poems 

of  Mendel  and  scores  of  other  scientists?  of  Dante,  of  Milton,  of  Goethe,  of  Hugo,  still 

Considering  only   those   forms  of  literature  find  echo  in  our  breasts?    And  if  we  seek  to 

whose  function  is  not  so  much  to  instruct  as  find  surcease  from  troubles  can  we  find  greater 

to  entertain  we  find  its  influence  very  great  delights  than  in  the  charming  lyrics  of  Words- 

indeed.     Take   the   essay   for   instance.     The  worth,  Longfellow,  of  Keats  and  Moore? 

essays   of   Addison,    DeQuincy,    of   Stevenson,  Literature's  influence  is  boundless..   It  affects 

of  Ruskin,  to  name  but  a  few  of  the  English  us   all,    the  chubby   child   lisping  his  nursery 

essayists,   are  full  of  that  facile  diction,   that  rhymes,    the    spectacled    lawyer    perusing    his 

scintillating  wit,  that  clear  perception  of  human  gloomy    tomes;     the   winsome   maiden    racing 


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through  a  romance  with  the  aid  of  caramels;  sweetheart. 

the  business  man  reading  the  world's  events  Without  the  delights  and  the  guidance  of 

in  his  newspaper,  the  man  of  science  finding  literature   this  world   would  be  a  very   poor 

his  needed  formulae  in  his  books;  the  theologian  place   indeed.     Literature   is   co-partner   with 

reading  his  Patrology,  the  tired  mother  finding  religion,  and  where  they  never  conflict,  they 

relief  in  a  good  story,  and  the  romantic  youth  both   lead   us  as  nothing  else   can   from  our 

copying  a  verse  from  Moore  to  send   to  his  animality  into  the  realms  of  the  blessed. 


The  Criminars  Diary 

By  J.  A.  Mahoney,  *21 

OCTOBER  1,  19 — .    I  have  been  sick  for  came  upon  me.    I  dozed,  but  only  for  a  moment 

months,  or  at  least  I  think  I  have  been  What  was  it  I  saw?    Surely  not  a  ghost  for  it 

sick,  which  is  just  as  bad.  I  feel  as  though  touched  me.    That  clfimmy  hand  sent  a  fear 

every  pulsation  of  my  heart  is  its  last  one.  Every-  through  me  which  I  have  never  before  experi- 

thing  I  eat  is  loathsome.     I  detest  going  to  meals,  enced   and   those  deep  sunken,   burning  eyes 

still,  when  something  is  before  me  I  eat,  but  I  am  seemed  to  pierce  my  very  depths.    That  shrill, 

never  satisfied.    There  has  been  a  lump  in  my  screechy  voice,  what  did  it  say,  or  rather  echo? 

throat  for  some  time.   Water,  wine,  champagne.  Just  one  word— ^Death!     I   dozed  again   and 

whiskey,  gin,  and  even  raw  rum  have  I  tried  when  I  awoke  I  was  burning  hot  with  sweat 

but  the  lump  will  not  go  down.     :  streamin     from  every  pore.     I  tell  myself  it 

October  2.     There  is  an  indescribable  feeling  is  only  my  imagination  run  riot,  "there  is  a 

within  me.    Something  is  pulling  at  my  heart's  fool  in  the  house,"  but  it  is  of  no  use.    This 

core.    Is  it  only  a  feeling?    I  try  to  put  it  off  feeling  will  not  quit  me.    When  the  moon  went 

but  persistently  it  stays  with  me.  down  I  was  paler.    Again  I  feel  my  flesh  shrivel 

October  3.  I  tell  myself  that  a  long  walk  under  the  heat  of  the  sun. 
among  the  beauties  of  nature  will  relieve  me;  October  5.  I  went  to  see  a  doctor,  the  best 
so  I  walk.  But  the  flowers  which  you  say  are  in  the  city,  and  explained  my  case.  He  ex- 
beautiful  are  hideous  to  me.  What  wonderful  amined  me  thoroughly.  There  is  nothing 
scents  these  roses  give!  Burning  brimstone?  wrong  with  me,  physically,  he  says,  purely  a 
I  walk  faster.  The  giant  oak,  how  majestic!  case  of  hypochondria.  He  tells  me  to  forget 
Its  massive  arms  reach  forth  to  grasp  and  crush  myself.  I  try  but  I  cannot  do  so;  I  linger  on. 
me.  In  each  leaf  I  see  a  hideous  face  with  This  thing  cannot  last  much  longer, 
mocking,  snake-like  eyes  and  mouth  turned  October  6.  I  feel  the  same.  What  misery! 
down  in  scornful  grin.  I  flee  it.  The  babbling  What  wretchedness!  I  have  decided  to  end  it 
brook,  what  silvery  notes  it  sings!     It  mocks  all,  tomorrow. 

me  with  its  endless,  monotonous  tune — Death!  October  7.    I  am  in  my  room,  gun  in  hand, 

Death!!     Death!!!    The  gorgeous  sunset  what  before  a  mirror.    Ah,  at  last! — ^What  was  that? 

harmony  of  colors!     Colors?     Rather  the  ab-  Who  said  I  couldn't  shoot?    There  is  no  one 

sence.    All  is  black,  but  it  singes  me.    Where  around;    shoot,  fool,  shoot!     I  can't,   I  can't, 

may  I  run  that  its  burning  rays  will  not  reach  Someone  is  at  the  door,  what  relief! 

me?   Ah!  it  is  twilight  and  the  pale  moon  rises.  October  9.    It  was  two  "plain  clothes"  men. 

Pale,  yes,  even  as  I  am.    The  flickering  stars!  I  am  now  in  jail  and  tomorrow  I  am  to  be 

My  life  is  flickering  and  waning  fast.    When  put  on  trial  for  the  murder  of  my  father.     .     . 

will  It  all  end?    I  seek  repose  in  sleep.  October  15.    The  trial  is  over;    the  evidence 

October  4.     Sleep!    What  is  sleep?     I  have  was  all   against  me.     Although   I   denied   the 

not  experienced  its  refreshment  since  this  state  charge  at  first,  something  within  me  cried  out 


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and  confessed  all.  Yes,  I  did  it.  I  killed  him 
in  cold  blood,  after  an  argument  over  the  divi- 
sion of  our  spoils.  I  have  been  sentenced  to 
the  chair  on  the  ninth  of  December.     .     . 

October  22.  How  these  days  drag.  The 
chair  is  ever  before  me  through  my  sleepless 
nights  and  fearful  days.  Will  the  time  never 
come? 

October  25.  For  the  past  three  days  I  have 
been  in  agony.  The  prison  chaplain,  a  Catholic 
priest,  was  here  today.  He  told  me  of  the  all- 
merciful  God,  Who  would  pardon  and  reward 
the  truly  penitent.  I  thought  I  was  hopeless 
until  he  explained  to  me  how  this  same  God 
pardoned  a  thief  who  had  reviled  Him  on  the 
cross.    I  think  I  have  a  chance. 

October  27.  The  chaplain  was  here  again. 
I  remember  now,  long  ago  my  dear  old  mother 


told  me  these  same  things.  My  boyhood  days 
come  back;  I  can  picture  myself  at  mother's 
knees,  praying  that  this  God  Who  died  on  the 
cross  would  turn  Pa  from  his  way  of  crime. 
But  Ma  died  when  I  was  very  young,  the 
neighbors  said  of  a  broken  heart.  Now  I  know 
what  they  meant.  I  went  to  school  for  some 
years  but  when  I  became  old  enough  to  be  of 
any  use  to  him,  my  father  took  me  and  I  fol- 
lowed him  in  his  path  of  crime.  It  is  so  plain 
now — Ma  and  God — Pa  and  crime. 

October  29.  The  old  feeling  is  again  upon  me. 
Something  is  crushing  me.  There  is  Ma,  how 
sweetly  she  smiles  on  me!  There  is  Pa — what 
an  ominous  look  in  his  devilish  eyes  as  I  strangle 
him ;  my  God  deliver  me  from  him. 

The  chair — the  chair!  Ah,  it  is  not  necessary. 
I'm  dying!  My  God  forgive  me,  I  am  heartily 
sorry — I'm  dying — I'm  dying — I'm  dy 


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Hindenburg  Line,  September  29-30,  1918 

Here,  where  simple  peasants  daily^jread 

Ne'erending  tasks,  where  careworn  farmers  plod, 

A  warlike  host,  a  mighty  army  trod; 

These  war-torn  fields  of  green  were  colored  red. 

Red  with  the  blood  a  thousand  heroes  shed 

That  we  might  Uve,  upon  this  very  sod 

A  thousand  men  laid  down  their  lives  for  God, 

And  joined  the  ranks  oj  saints,  the  martyred  dead. 

Think  not,  0  valiant  ones,  you  died  in  vain! 

You  who  saw  your  duty  was  to  give 

All  without  return,  your  passing  by 

Was  loss  to  us,  but  Heaven's  lasting  gain; 

Living  you  have  taught  us  how  to  Uve, 

And  dying  you  have  taught  us  how  to  die. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


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Paradoxes  Orthodoxicated 

"i4  man  must  serve  his  time  to  every  trade    " 
Save  censure — critics  all  are  ready  made." 

TEMPERAMENT  and  environment  have  against   such   as   these.     Our   quarrel   is   with 

long  been  recognized  as  powerful,  forma-  those  that  contradict  our  philosophy  of  life, 

tive  influences   in  the  evolution  of  our  which,  perhaps,  is  as  eccentric  and  whimsical 

ideas.     In   fact    much   of  what  we  consider  asacentwatch.  ^A^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^j   H    -; 

sound  judgment  and  firm  conviction  is  nothing  In  your  experiences,  and  who  of  us  has  had 

other  than  the  synthesis  of  these  forces.    Even  none,  no  doubt,  you  have  come  upon  the  epi- 

Cain   is  able  to  discover  apologists  on  these  granmiatist;    that  trader,  both  wholesale  and 

grounds     So  too,  in  the  event  of  disapproval,  letail.  in  paradoxical  speech-wares,  who  on  the 

do  we  hope  to  justify  ourselves.    For,  however  slightest  provocation  will  force  you  to  buy  his 

reluctantly  we  would  admit  the  fact,  we  can  adagedotings  and  proverbialisms.     As  for  our- 

not  gainsay  it — contra  Jactum  non  est  argumen-  selves,  we  have  encountered  countless,  both  in 

turn — we  have  feelings.    Yes,  we  have  feelings,  season  and  out  of  season,  indoors  and  out  of 

that,    although    they    may    at   times   smolder  doors,  in  humor  and  out  of  humor,  until  we 

unknown  in  the  hidden  recesses  of  our  human  have  come  to  welcome  them  with  the  same 

heart,  or  wherever  our  cognoscitive  faculty  be  saving  grace  as  we  would  the  ghost  of  our 

located,  need  only  the  breath  of  an  opposing  misspent  past.    There  was  a  time  though,  that 

breeze  to  fan  them  into  a  fretful,  fuming  volcano,  period  of  gullible,   garrulous  youth,  when  we 

"We  are  at  present  suffering  under  the  stress  of  not  only  willingly  imbibed  them,  but  imparted 

one  of  these  sentimental  eruptions.     Yet.  we  them  Wholesale.     But  now,  that  we  have  ar- 

hope    that   our   presumption   in    falling   back  rived  at  that  epoch,  found  in  the  life  of  every 

upon  this  apologetic,  or  as  some  would  have  it  man,  when  he  doubts  and  criticizes  the  most 

in  this  case,  apoplectic  defense,  will  not  exceed  widespread    notions,    the   more   extensive    the 

the   bounds  of  sound   logic   and   good  sense,  better,  we  question,  we  doubt,  we  criticize  their 

despite   the  fact,   that  logic  is  an  exact  and  aptitude. 

unimaginative  science.  There  are  times  when  one  can.  scarcely  make 

Life  is  replete  with  paradoxes,  with  ironical  any    observation,    astrocomical    or    otherwise, 

twists  and  turns;    those  subtle  contradictory  but  he  is  squelched,  so  to  speak,  with  some 

strains  that  interweave  themselves  throughout  rejoinder,  such  as — "A  bird  in  the  hand  gathers 

our  daily  deeds  and  doings,  and  experiences,  no  moss,"  "No  matter  how  hungry  a  horse  is, 

A  paradox  must  be  supported  by  truth.    It  is  he  can't  eat  a  bit."     Remarks  uttered,   too, 

but   an    apparent   contradiction,    not  a   mere  with  all   the   profundity   of   worldly  wisdom, 

sophism.     It  serves  to  throw  us  into  the  very  with  all  the  unceremoniousness  and  unhesitancy 

heart  and  nature  of  the  thing.    If  there  is  any-  of  authoritativeness,  that  is  inexplicable.    Per- 

thing  true,  anything  round,  logical,  practical,  haps,  thev  imagine  that  the  wise  "saws"  of 

lively  and  liveable,  that  something  is  life,  no  Poor   Richard,  or  of   that  renowned   Chinese 

matter  how  mysterious,  no  matter  how  para-  scholar.  Hum  Bug  Ching,  admit  of  no  contra- 

doxical  we  may  find  it.    Somewhere,  sometime,  diction;   are  not  to  be  gainsaid,  but  to  be  said 

and  when  we  least  expect  it,  the  bright  rays  again  and  again.    Now  we  maintain,  that  neither 

of   the   sunshine  of   happiness  break  through  the  apology  of  custom  inunemorial  nor  even 

the  dark  and  gloomy  clouds  of  adversity.     A  the  latitude  permitted  analogical  propensions, 

paradox  based  on  the  philosophy  of  life  is  as  is  a  criterion  for  the  propriety  and  correct  usage 

fundamental   and   practical  as  life.     It  is  as  of  epigrammatical  effulgences.    But  you  might 

true  as  life  itself.    Our  aim  and  purpose  is  not  reply  that  an  analogy  need  not  be  carried  out 


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to  its  logical  consequences.    Quite  true,  friend,  one  Shakespeare;  that  never  has  man  paralleled 

quite   true.     But   the   parody   must  at   least  those  colossal  sarcophigi  of   the  Pharaohs,  or 

attempt  to  assume  the  virtues  of  consistency,  those  monimients  of  "grinning  gargoyles    and 

for  when  an  analogy  necessarily  resolves   itself  lofty  Gothic  spires  of  the  Sihcles  des  JSnbbres. 

into  a  "redtictio  ad  absurdutn",  the  argument  Both  argue  against  the  statement  of  our  epi- 

becomes   decidedly    "ad   hominem" — whatever  grammatist.    So,  too,  do  we  know  that  many 

that  is.  ancient  customs  are  now  held  in  an  altogether 

Whenever  some  indulgent  friend  would  philo-  antiperistatical  light.    Take  for  instance,    that 

sophically   admonish   us,   by   reason   of   some  custom  of  drinking  out  of  a  lady's  slipper,  so 

procrastination  on  our  part,  that  "the  early  prevalent  in  the  days  of   chivalry,  when  bold 

bird  always  got  the  worm,"  we  could  never,  knights  vied  with  each  other  in  deeds  of  prowess 

for  the  Hfe  of  us,  understand  what  the  worm  and  chivalrous  gallantry.     Nowadays  such   a 

was  doing  up  so  early.     It  appears  to  us  to  procedure  evidences  that  the  party  is  getting 

have  been  an  unmistakable  lack  of  foresight,  slippery,   to  say   the  least.     The   "riot  act" 

on  the  part  of  Mr.  Worm,  for  which  he  deserved  would  be  in  order. 

to  have  gotten  it  "in  the  neck",  as  the  saying  We  have  no  doubt,  that  by  this  time  our 
goes.  Then  again  that  saying  of  Poor  Richard:  reasonable  critics  have  relegated  us  to  a  mad- 
" early  to  bed  and  early  to  rise."  Alas  Poor  house.  We  fully  realize  that  we  are  crazy. 
Richard!  Such  a  norm  of  life,  no  doubt,  served  But  it  is  a  curious,  psychological  phenomenon, 
very  well  in  the  days  when  one  could  scarcely  that  those  that  most  vociferously  deny  any 
keep  their  feet  from  dozing  off  after  the  Curfew  aberrated  mentality  are  confined  in  straight- 
had  sounded  the  knell  of  parting  day.  Surely,  jackets.  Exhoe,  quid  sequiters?  Not  long  ago 
now  in  these  days  of  the  jitney-bus  and  traffic  we  were  the  guest  of  a  certain  alienist  and 
police,  such  a  standard  would  curtail  one's  stock  sociologist  in  a  tour  of  inspection  at  one  of  our 
of  knowledge.  As  for  ourselves,  we  woild  Bedlams.  There  was  an  inmate  in  the  front 
never  have  gotten  "wise"  to  very,  very  many  yard  pushing  a  large  wheelbarrow  upside 
things  under  those  conditions.  Talk  may  be  down  around  the  lawn.  Whereupon,  we  assidu- 
cheap,  but  with  the  advent  of  the  "  long  distant "  ously  propounded  to  him  the  efficiency  of  short- 
it  has  assumed  the  qualities  of  luxury.  More-  cuts  and  the  impropriety  of  the  barrow's  posi- 
over,  to  those  of  us,  that  would  assume  the  tion.  We  received  this  answer:  "If  I  cut  across 
semblance  of  wisdom,  even  a  word  would  be  the  yard,  I  shall  finish  too  soon,  and  if  I  turn 
superfluous.  the  barrow  upright,  they  will   put  something 

We   suppose   that   many,    like   the    school-  in  it."    The  logic,  practicability,  and  cogency 

boy,  have  often  heard  that  history  repeats  itself,  of  the  rejoinder  is  patent  to  even  a  sane  man. 

But  unlike  the  schoolboy  we    perhaps  never  Another  inmate  in  a  padded  cell  endeavored  to 

wished  that  ours  would.    Some  claim  that  man  impress  upon   everyone  that  approached  him 

becomes  wiser  and  wiser  as  the  years  roll  on;  the  fact  that  he  was  the  superintendent  and 

that  progress  is  our  watchword,  and  no  earthly  manager  of  the  institution,  but  our  escort  had 

power    can    stem    the    tide   of    advancement,  said  that  he  was.    In  the  face  of  such  evidence 

While  others,  though  they  concede  the  metaphor  we  doubted  whether  even  the  clocks  were  right, 

over  the  road  of  time,  argue  that  in  fact  there  The  grinning  cracks  in   the  walls  belied   the 

has  been  no  development,  'that  the  world  has  very  roundness  of  the  building  itself, 

known  but  one  Homer,  one  Virgil,  one  Dante,  A.  B.  Maxwell. 


THE   VILLANOVAN 

Published  Bi-monthly  by  the:  Students  of  Villanova  College 


Vol.  IV 


OCTOBER,  1919 


No    1 


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HAROLD  J.  WIEGAND, '21.  ^-Editor-in-Chief  and  Exchanges  lOHN  F.  SHEEBAN, '22 Assistant  Advertising  Manager 

JOHN  J.  MAGUIRE,  '20.   . ,  ■  ■ .  ■ College  Notes  EDWARD  A.  McKENNA,  '23 Business  Manager 

HOWARD  THORNBURT,  '22  ................... . Alumni  KEVIN   REEVES,    '22     \  Circulation  Manager 

ALFRED  F.  KANE, '21 Athletics  JAMES  MITCHEIX, '22/ 

JOHN  W.  JONES, '20  \  Advertising  Managers  GEORGE  F.  McCANN StafTArtlst 

FRANCIS  A.  MURFHT,  '20/  '  '  REV.  GEORGE  A.  O'MEARA,  O.  S.  A Faculty  Director 


11.00  A  YEAR 


25  CENTS  A  COPY 


Foreword 


IT  WAS  with  a  new  spirit  of  hope  and  de- 
termination that  we  witnessed  on  Septem- 
ber 22d,  the  official  opening  of  Villanova 
for  a  new  year  of  college  activity.  The  number 
of  new  students  registering  broke  all  records, 
and  a  great  many  of  the  old  students  whom  the 
grim  call  of  war  had  called  away  from  college 
have  returned,  aglow  with  enthusiasm  and 
progress. 

Last  year  was  a  year  of  discouragement  and 
confusion.  The  three  months'  regime  of  the 
S.  A.  T.  C.  with  all  its  attendant  military  dis- 
cipline, confusion  and  scarcity  of  time  for  study, 
put  a  large  and  decided  crimp  in  college  en- 
thusiasm. When  we  revived  normal  college  life 
in  January  the  year  was  too  far  gone  to  reap 
the  benefits  that  would  have  been  gotten  from 
a  full  year.  This  year  all  is  changed.  We  find 
among  the  old  students  a  spirit  of  enthusiasm 


that  last  year  was  sadly  lacking.  Between  the 
upper  classes  there  is  a  feeling  of  unity  and 
good  fellowship  that  is  a  promise  of  great 
things  for  Villanova.  The  first  meeting  of  the 
upper  classes  in  the  first  week  of  school,  when 
officers  of  the  Athletic  Association  were  elected, 
gave  evidence  of  a  union  of  feelings  and  a 
common  loyalty  to  the  College  that  reflects 
very  well  upon  the  spirit  of  the  upper  classes 
and  promises  much  for  the  glory  of  our  College. 
To  the  new  students  we  offer  a  hearty  wel- 
come and  the  assurance  that  they  will  never 
regret  entering  the  doors  of  old  Villanova.  Al- 
ready they  must  feel  that  spirit  of  good  fellow- 
ship among  us  for  which  Villanova  is  noted. 
They  will  find  no  snobbishness  here,  no  auto- 
cratic class  distinction,  no  feuds  or  bad  feelings. 
They  will  get  due  credit  for  anything  they 
accomplish. 


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We  should  like  to  call  the  attention  of 
the  new  students  to  a  few  of  our  college  ac- 
tivities that  need  their  hearty  support,  not 
only  now  but  all  the  time.  And  we  would 
wish  you  old  students  to  take  notice  too. 
Villanova  has  always  been  known  for  her  high 
quality  athletic  teams.  It  has  acquired  that 
well-deserved  reputation  only  by  the  work  of 
the  teams  and  their  coaches.  We  face  this 
year  a  hard  football  schedule,  but  if  every 
fellow  in  college  that  possibly  can  would  go 
out  in  the  field  and  offer  his  services  to  the 
coach,  even  though  he  has  not  even  the  slightest 
prospects  of  making  the  team,  we  are  sure 
that  the  coach  would  be  confident  in  facing  any 
opponent.  Let  us  bear  in  mind  that  victories 
aren't  won  alone  by  the  first  team;  it's  the 
second  and  third  teeims  that  round  out  a  vic- 
torious Varsity  aggregation. 
■  The  Athletic  Association  is  the  conunon 
society  of  all  classes.  Let  us  show  our  loyalty 
to  the  College  by  doing  our  utmost  for  the 
Athletic  Association.  If  we  cannot  find  a  place 
on  a  Varsity  squad  we  can  surely  pay  our  dues 
promptly  and  be  on  hand  for  every  game  to 
cheer  the  Blue  and  White  to  victory. 


The  Villanovan  is  the  college  magazine, 
it  records  all  the  college  news;  it  fosters  good 
literature  in  the  college  and  it  serves  as  a  link 
between  the  college  and  the  alumni.  It  is  your 
magazine,  so  let  it  be  represented  by  you. 
Don't  get  the  idea  that  the  Villanovan  staff 
is  supposed  to  contribute  every  article  it  pub- 
lishes. Remember  that  the  Villanovan  travels 
all  over  the  country  to  subscribers  and  to  other 
colleges.  See  if  we  can't  make  this  the  Villa- 
novan's  biggest,  brightest  and  best  year  as  a 
college  journal.  If  every  one  in  the  whole 
college  would  take  a  little  interest  in  the  matter, 
in  writing  articles,  stories  or  verse,  in  con- 
tributing "Splinters",  in  soliciting  subscrip- 
tions and  ads,  it  certainly  would  be  the  Villa- 
novan's  best  year.  It  is  taken  for  granted 
that  every  student  worthy  of  the  name  of 
Villanova  has  already  subscribed  to  the 
Villanovan.  Bear  in  mind  the  fact  that  due 
to  the  present  high  wages  and  cost  of  material, 
the  cost  of  publication  of  the  magazine  has 
increased  enormously  and  unless  the  whole 
student  body  takes  an  active  and  practical 
interest  in  his  college  magazine,  it  will  be 
impossible  to  have  it. 


Heroes 


HERO  worship  is  an  inherent  part  of 
human  nature  and  the  recent  war 
with  its  gloriously  victorious  conclu- 
sion evidencing  the  valor  of  our  warriors  has 
shown  that  we  Americans  are  only  too  glad  to 
lay  aside  our  everyday  practical  business-like 
mien  to  worship  at  the  shrine  of  heroism.  Our 
gallant  millions  of  soldiers  returning  daily 
for  many  months  after  the  close  of  the  war 
were  accorded  enthusiastic  receptions  and  heart- 
felt welcomes  by  all  of  us.  Each  city  and  town 
had  its  own  parade  of  its  own  large  or  small 
group  of  returned  heroes,  and  every  enthusi- 
astically cheering  hero-worshipper  along  the  line 
of  march  felt  a  thrill,  a  fervent  throb  of  pride 
and  glory  that  can  only  come  from  the  sight 
of  such  gallant  heroes  as  our  returned  soldiers. 


This  series  of  brilliant  welcomes  and  public 
receptions  culminated  in  September  in  the 
glorious  home-coming  of  the  Com  nander  of 
the  American  Expeditionary  Force,  General 
John  J.  Pershing.  We  have  heard  of  the  great 
reception  in  Washington  at  the  close  of  the 
Civil  War  in  honor  of  General  Grant  and  his 
victorious  veterans.  Some  of  us  perhaps  wit- 
nessed Admiral  Dewey's  triumphal  return  from 
his  victory  over  the  Spanish  Fleet,  but  for  most 
of  us,  this  was  the  first  opportunity  to  welcome 
in  person  or  in  spirit  a  Commander-in-Chief 
of  an  American  Army  returning  from  a  glorious 
victory.  The  reception  accorded  General  Persh- 
ing in  New  York  and  a  little  later  in  Phila- 
delphia, as  well  as  the  eulogies  in  the  press 
throughout  the  country,  were  of  an  enthusiastic 


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and    heartfelt   nature   as    never    before    were  us.    It  is  as  a  symbol  he  was  welcomed  and  he 

witnessed    in    our    country.     Throughout    all,  recognizes  that  fact.     Pershing  is  not  a  hero 

Pershing  was  always  the  ScUtne  quiet,  majestic,  in  the  complete  sense  of  the  term.    He  did  not 

but    unassuming   leader   of   men.     His    short  sacrifice  his  life  nor  risk  his  limbs  in  the  fury 

addresses  in  response  to  the  welcomes,  were  and   hell  of   battle.     Each  modest   doughboy 

modest  above  all.    If  he  possessed  presidential  is  more  of  a  hero  than  his  ConMnander-in-Chief. 

aspirations  like  Grant  and  Dewey,  he  has  never  Pershing  was  the  leader,  the  director  of  heroes 

voiced  them.     The  nation  has  rewarded  him  and  as  such  is  the  representative  of  our  whole 

with  the  rank  of  full  General,  placing  him  in  heroic  army.    The  crowds  that  cheered  them- 

immortal  equality  with  Grant,  Sherman  and  selves   hoarse   as   the   General   passed   by   on 

Sheridan.^^^  ^^^^^^^^^^^-^^^^v^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^V^^^^^^^^^'y^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  '^  F^       Avenue  or  Broad  Street,  cheered  him  for 

Immediately  preceding  in  one  case  and  im-  his    skill,    his    determination,    his    strategical 

mediately   following  in   the  other,   two   other  handling  of  men,  his  valiant  leadership,  but 

great  receptions  were  accorded  by  America  to  most  of  all  they  cheered  him  because  of  the 

honored  visitors  from  Britain  and  Belgium —  heroes  that  supported  him. 

the   Prince   of   ^^ales   and    Cardinal   Mercier.  ^he  Prince  of  Wales  is  a  symbol  of  the  Mish 

It  will  be  mterestmg  to  analyze  their  receptions  Empire,  of  the  throne  that  knits  together  those 

and  to  compare  them  with  each  other  and  with  distant  lands  and  alien  people  into  one  great 

General  Pershmg's.  nation,  owing  allegiance  to  one  flag.     His  re- 

These  three  men,   each  of  whom   the  war  ^^^^-^^  -^^  c^^^^a  and  his  future  receptions  in 

raised  to  prominence,  came  among  us  each  for  other  colonies  or  here  in  the  States  are  a  tribute 

different  reasons.     Our  own  General  Pershing  ^^  ^is  clean-cut  youth,  to  his  fearlessness  in 

returned   home  gloriously   leading  his    armies  appearing  at  the  front,  but  most  of  all  they  are 

to  victory,  to  report  to  the  Secretary  of  War  ^  tribute  to  the  Mother  Country,  to  England 

the    successful    completion    of    the   work    the  ^^^  ^  the  throne  of  Alfred,  of  Elizabeth,  of 

American    Expeditionary  Forces    had  set  out  Edward  III,  of  Victoria.    On  our  part  it  is  a 

to  accomplish.     Edward  Albert  Windsor,   the  ^^jbute  to  our  great  Ally  and  to  the  valiant 

Prince   of  Wales   and   Heir   Apparent   to   the  ^^y^-^^^  ^f  Britain  who  fought  beside  us  in  the 

throne  of  Great  Britain,  visits  Canada  as  part  ^^^^^  ^g^t.     The  young  Prince's  welcome   is 

of  a  great  political  move.     England's  valiant  ^^^^  symbolic  of  the  friendly  feeling  that  goes 

Colonial  troops  from  Canada,  Australia,  New  out  to  England  and  her  warriors. 
Zealand,  India  and  South  Africa  have  returned 

home  and  the  Prince's  advisors  ever  alert  to  Cardinal  Mercier  also  is  a  symbol  but  the 

keep  the  vast  colonies  centralized  on  the  English  welcome  accorded  him  is  more  personal  than 

throne,  will  have  him  visit  each  colony  in  turn,  t^^^^  accorded  either  Pershing  or  the  Prince 

while  the  returned  troops  still  remember  the  ^^  W^^^^'     Mercier  is  a  symbol  of  Belgium, 

quiet  boyish  figure  they  had  seen  on  the  battle-  suffering  but  indomitable.    He  is  a  symbol  of 

fields  of  Flanders.     Cardinal  Mercier,  the  be-  Catholic   priesthood,    fearless   before   all   men. 

loved  and  heroic  Archbishop  of  Malines,  comes  ^"^  "^^^^  °^  ^"  ^^  ^^  ^  sy'"^^^  ^^  himself;  of 

among  us  as  a  representative  of  Belgium  and  ^he  three  men  he  is  most  heroic, 

the  Belgian  king  to  thank  us  for  our  helping  With  President  Wilson  and  Marshal   Foch, 

hand   so   long  stretched   out   to   his   suflfering  Cardinal  Mercier  will  live  in  history  as  one  of 

country.  the   immortals   produced   by   the  Great  War. 

These  three  men  are  symbols  and  their  recep-  He  was  alone  in   his  heroism.     Pershing  was 

tions  were  accorded  to  them  as  such.    Pershing  backed  up  by  America's  bravest  millions;  the 

is  a  symbol  of  the  magnificent  army  that  he  Prince  of  Wales  had  behind  him  the  world's 

led  against  the  German  hordes,  he  is  a  symbol  greatest  Empire;    Mercier  confronted  the  dia- 

of  that  blessed  army  of  our  valiant  dead  who  bolic  malice  of  Prussianism  armed  only  with  the 

sleep  in  France;    he  is  a  symbol  of  those  poor,  cross  and  the  consciousness  of  his  duty.    Alone 

broken,  wounded  heroes  who  still  live  on  £imong  unsubdued  in  a  devastated  land;  alone,  fearless 


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of  consequences;  alone  encouraging  his  suffer-  And  so  we  can  understand  why  the  thrill 

ing  people  in  their  desperate  fight  with  a  merci-  we  feel  at  sight  of  the  gracious  Cardinal  is 

less  invader,  Mercier  stands  out  as  the  most  different  from  that  we  feel  at  the  sight  of  our 

sublime,  the  most  heroic  of  all  the  prominent  great  General  or  the  young  heir  to  Britain's 

men  figuring  in  the  war.  throne. 


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Follow  the  Leader 


ALL  of  us  like  to  be  considered  original 
in   our   ideas.     New   fads   and   fancies, 
ingenious  new  inventions  and  novel  ideas 
of  all  sorts  quickly  win  the  favor  of  the  public. 
We  like  to  think  of  this  as  a  progressive  age. 
We  think  the  world  is  moving  faster  than  in 
the  old  days.  The  rapid  conception  and  develop- 
ment of  new  industries,  new  forms  of  art  and 
literature,  new  fashions  and  new  ultra-modern 
ideas  of  everything  has  led  us  to  believe  that 
the  world  of  today  bears  little  resemblance  to 
the  world  of  yesterday,  that  the  modern  spirit 
of  progressiveness  has  carried  us  far  ahead  of 
the  old-fashioned  concepts  of  a  few  years  ago. 
And  yet  if  we  but  stop  and  consider  a  noment 
we  may  perceive  that  these  new  ideas  of  the 
present  day  have  made  little  change  in  any  of 
us,  and  humanity  and  the  world  are  still  very 
much  the  same  as  many  centuries  ago.    Even 
in  the  little  insignificant  things  of    everyday 
life  we  act  just  as  our  father  did.   We  are  slaves 
to  precedent.     Custom  rules  us  all  with  an 
autocratic  hand.    We  honor  tradition  as  much 
as  our  own  i>arents. 

The  observance  of  tradition  in  religion,  as 
in  the  liturgy  and  ceremonials  of  the  Catholic 
Church,  in  the  history  of  a  nation,  as  in  our 
own  well-loved  legends  of  the  foundation  of  the 
republic,  or  in  a  college  or  a  military  or  fraternal 
organization,  is  proper  and  necessary,  but  the 
servile  submission  of  the  people  to  petty  customs 
and  precedents  is  an  insult  to  our  intelligence 
and  our  much  vaunted  progressiveness. 


Why  do  women  bow  to  the  dictates  of  fashion? 
Why  do  foolish,  extravagant  styles  weary  our 
eyes?  Why  do  we  tire  ourselves  over  the  giving 
of  gifts  at  Christmas,  forgetting  at  the  same 
time  the  proper  observance  of  our  Lord's 
Nativity?  Why  must  men  on  a  certain  day 
discard  one  form  of  hat-wear  and  affect  another, 
utterly  unsuited  to  the  season?  Why  do  we 
use  a  calendar,  unfitted  to  business,  confused 
and  inconsistent,  and  a  clock  system  of  two 
twelve-hour  periods  instead  of  a  twenty-four- 
hour  period  in  one  day?  Why  do  we  endiu-e  a 
million  other  little  things  unsuited  to  the  present 
age,  making  us  undergo  small  but  unnecessary 
hardships  and  all  of  them  striving  against  the 
very  progressiveness  of  which  we  are  so  proud? 
It  is  because  iron-bound  custom  is  so  completely 
the  master  of  the  human  intellect. 

Why  did  the  nation  gasp  and  a  thousand 
old  fogies  nearly  suffer  heart-failure  when 
President  Wilson  first  addressed  Congress  in 
person,  or  more  recently  when  he  left  our  shores 
to  take  part  in  the  preparation  of  the  Peace 
Treaty?  Because  such  things  had  never  been 
done  before,  because  a  precedent  had  been 
established  against  such  ideas  which  most  of 
the  President's  predecessors  had  considered  an 
unwritten  law. 

There  is  no  constitutional  law  against  a 
President  three  terms  in  office,  there  is  no  con- 
ceivable reason  for  not  allowing  it  and  in  fact 
there  are  many  stable  reasons  for  permitting  a 
good  executive  to  continue  his  administration 


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for  many  terms,  but  because  of  a 'precedent 
unknowingly  established  by  our  first  President, 
we  have  yet  to  see  a  national  executive  in  the 
White  House  for  three  terms. 

Why  do  many  of  our  non-Catholic  friends 
profess  a  certain  belief?    Because  their  fathers 


and  their  grandfathers  did.  And  for  the  same 
reason  we  find  many  of  the  sturdiest  partisans 
owing  their  political  affiliation  more  to  the 
political  belief  of  their  relatives  and  friends 
than  to  any  knowledge  and  belief  in  the 
standards  of  a  certain  party. 


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N  AGAIN  taking  charge  of  the  Exchange 
department  the  writer  feels  that  a  few  words 
about  exchanges  in  general  and  our  own 
policy  in  particular  would  not  be  out  of  place. 
We  are  making  a  new  start  with  a  whole  bright 
year  of  college  journalism  ahead,  and  profiting 
by  our  past  mistakes,  we  shall  try  to  make  this 
department  a  worth-while  and  creditable  feature 
of  the  ViLLANOVAN,  a  d^epartment  where  we 
can  receive  helpful  suggestions  from  others, 
and  perhaps  contribute  our  own  modicum  of 
good  in  constructive  criticism. 

It  is  very  difficult  to  properly  handle  an 
Exchange  department.  Many  of  the  Exchange 
editors  seem  to  think  that  they  are  given  charge 
of  this  part  of  their  magazine  merely  to  pick 
to  pieces  in  an  idle  jesting  manner  every  article 
that  another  college  journal  sees  fit  to  publish. 
The  exchanges  are  not  conducted  to  show  the 
superiority  of  one  magazine  over  another,  but 
to  enable  us  to  get  a  perspective  of  college 
journalism  all  over  the  country,  and  to  receive 
suggestions  and  criticisms  of  our  own  literary 
attempts.  These  Exchange  editors  resort  very 
often  to  personalities  in  their  adverse  criticism 
of  an  article,  they  question  in  a  scornful  way 
the  writer's  knowledge  of  his  subject,  they 
needs  must  always  cry  "plagiarism"  at  an 
article  with  which  they  can  find  no  intrinsic 
fault,  they  brand  every  opinion  that  does  not 
coincide   with    their   own    as   misleading   and 


false,  they  do  not  believe  in  suggesting  a  remedy 
for  any  fault  they  may  find,  they  give  no  reasons 
for  their  statements.  Their  opinion,  they  think, 
cannot  but  be  the  correct  opinion.  These 
Exchange  editors,  and  their  name,  unfortu- 
nately is  legion,  seemed  to  have  adopted  for 
their  motto:  "I  am  Sir  Oracle:  when  I  ope 
my  lips  let  no  dog  bark."  At  the  other  extreme 
is  the  incompetent  or  careless  Exchange  editor 
who  always  casts  bouquets.  His  review  of  any 
magazine  that  comes  in  his  hands  is  cursory 
to  say  the  least.  He  chooses  a  story  or  a  poem 
haphazardly  and  goes  into  ecstasies  about  it. 
He  joyfully  proclaims  the  advent  of  another 
Kipling  or  O.  Henry  as  the  case  may  be,  and 
considers  his  duty  done. 

Between  these  two  contrasted  types  of  Ex- 
change editors  who  are  of  no  help  either  to 
their  own  magazines  or  their  sister-journals, 
we  believe  there  is  a  golden  mean.  We  believe 
there  is  really  such  a  thing  as  constructive 
criticism  and  we  shall  do  our  best  to  use  it. 
Exchanges  will  always  find  fair  play  here  and 
we  hope  too  that  the  Vi^lanovan  will  find 
its  way  into  the  hands  of  Exchange  editors 
who  will  lend  a  helping  hand  where  it  is  needed 
and  give  praise  where  praise  is  due.  Empty 
flattery  is  not  in  our  line;  we  shall  not  praise 
without  reason  nor  shall  we  "knock"  without 


reason. 

As   none   of   this   year's   "exchanges' 


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come  in  yet  we  must  hearken  back  to  the  Com-  ture,  while  not  uneven,  is  not  above  the  mediocre 
mencement  Numbers  of  our  sister- journals,  especially  in  the  first  stanza,  but  at  the  end  of 
the  very  name  of  which  brings  back  memories  of  the  poem  the  emotion  underlying  the  verse  has 
valedictories,  exams,  baseball  and  prospects  of  adapted  itself  to  the  form  of  the  poem  and  the 
a  long  siunmer  vacation.  All  the  magazines  result  in  the  four  final  stanzas  is  really  masterly, 
devote  most  of  their  space  to  Commencement  In  the  Commencement  Nimiber  of  the  De 
activities  and  various  records  and  histories  of  Paul  Minerval  there  is  a  very  well  written  and 
the  graduating  classes,  but  there  is  room  left  interesting  article  on  "The  Romantic  Movement 
for  quite  a  number  of  really  worth-while  literary  and  Civilization"  which  discusses  the  poetry  of 
articles.  The  outstanding  feature  of  the  Lumina  Wordsworth,  Keats,  Shelley,  Coleridge  and  Byron 
from  St.  Ignatius  College  is  undoubtedly  the  in  its  contribution  to  the  perfection  of  the  spirit- 
poem  "De  Profundis."  Hiunan  grief  is  a  very  ual  nature.  Needless  to  say,  the  decision  reached 
difficult  subject  to  treat  adequately  in  black  and  is  that  the  poetry  of  the  Romantic  Period,  as" 
white.  When  the  heart  is  full  we  do  not  speak,  exemplified  by  its  leaders,  was  little  or  no  help 
Tears  are  the  language  of  grief  but  there  have  in  the  perfection  of  civilization.  We  think 
been  a  few  talented  minds  that  have  succeeded  though  that  the  author  is  just  a  bit  too  harsh  in 
in  embodying  grief  on  canvas,  in  music,  and  in  relegating  these  poets  entirely  to  the  discard 
poetry.  We  are  not  placing  the  author  of  this  because  their  idea  of  beauty  was  decidedly  un- 
poem  immediately  among  the  immortals;  the  spiritual.  We  shall  never  go  to  the  Romanticists 
verse  has  its  faults,  but  the  author  has  grasped  for  aid  spiritually  or  even  intellectually,  but  for 
admirably  the  main  idea  in  conceiving  a  poem  brief  enjoyment  in  the  contemplation  of  nature's 
such  as  this.  When  we  grieve  for  one  who  has  beautyand  the  pleasiu"es  and  fancies  of  the  every- 
left  us,  and  especially  one  who  was  very  dear  day  world— superficial  though  they  may  be — 
to  us,  we  always  think  of  how  much  that  person  we  can  certainly  go  to  these  five  masters  of 
loved  us  and  did  for  us  and  how  pitifully  small  poetic  fancyr 

our  gratitude  was.  Our  grief  is  nearly  always  The  Jlftwefva/  maintains  a  high  standard  of 
essentially  selfish.  We  miss  one  who  has  gone  literary  excellence  and  all  its  departments  are 
because  a  gap  is  left  in  our  lives  that  no  one  ably  conducted  but  for  real  merit,  enthusiasm, 
can  fill,  because  of  that  person's  love  for  us  and  and  all-around  excellence  its  Exchange  depart- 
our  love  for  him  or  her,  and  because  we  would  ment  last  year  was  undoubtedly  its  most  praise- 
like to  repay  in  some  small  measure  the  many  worthy  feature.  The  Exchange  editor  of  last 
things  that  had  been  done  for  us.  The  theme  year's  Minerval  cannot  be  too  highly  com- 
of  "De  Profundis"  is  the  death  of  a  mother,  mended  for  the  justice,  dependability,  and  really 
The  greatest  grief  that  we  can  humanly  experi-  constructive  criticism  that  made  this  depart- 
ence  is  on  the  loss  of  a  mother  or  of  a  child,  ment  so  noteworthy.  Mistakes  were  very  few 
A  mother's  love  for  a  child  is  the  most  wonderful  indeed  and  these  were  graciously  acknowledged 
and  yet  the  most  natural  of  human  emotions ;  and  rectified.  The  Exchange  editor  of  this  year's 
deprived  of  that  love  we  are  lost  in  the  realms  Minefml  has  a  difficult  task  at  hand  to  keep 
of  unconquerable  grief.  This  meditative  grief  that  department  as  well  conducted  as  it  was 
the  author  of  "De  Profundis"  succeeds  in  em-  last  year.  The  Exchange  department  of  no 
bodying  in  that  poem.  His  thought  is  very  other  college  journal  that  came  to  our  notice 
well  developed  and  he  has  realized  that  a  short  anyway  near  equalled  the  standard  of  the 
poem  is  best  for  his  purpose.    The  verse-struc-  Minerval. 


Mercier's  Visit 

Villanova  was  signally  honored  on  Saturday 
morning,  September  29th,  when  the  great  Car- 
dinal Mercier  paid  a  visit  to  the  College. 

Just  at  noon  the  flower-bedecked  car  bearing 
the  Cardinal,  the  Most  Rev.  Archbishop  Dough- 
erty, Rt.  Rev.  Bishop  De  Wachter  and  Mayor 
Smith  drew  up  to  the  College  gates.  The  Presi- 
dent, Rev.  James  J.  Dean,  LL.D.,  O.  S.  A.,  fol- 
lowed with  the  Executive  Committee  consisting 
of  Rt.  Rev.  Monsignor  Crane,  Rt.  Rev.  Mon- 
signor  Drumgoole,  E.  T.  Stotesbury,  Judge 
Monahan,  Samuel  Vauclain,  and  "William  Vare. 

The  students  formed  a  guard  of  honor  as  the 
distinguished  visitor  passed  up  the  avenue  lead- 
ing to  the  College.  A  company  of  the  R.  O. 
T.  C.  in  uniform  stood  at  attention.  The  joyous 
scene  was  completed  when  the  Corr  Hall  Band 
struck  up  the  "Star  Spangled  Banner"  and  the 
Belgian  national  hymn. 

Cardinal  Mercier  was  then  introduced  by 
Father  Dean  to  each  member  of  the  Faculty. 
Mr.  William  Simpson,  business  manager  of  the 
Philadelphia  Bulletin,  through  Father  Dean, 
presented  to  Cardinal  Mercier  a  purse  of  five 
hundred  dollars.  ^      ^ 

The  procession  then  proceeded  to  a  platform 
erected  at  the  foot  of  the  flag-staff  from  which 
floated  the  American  and  Belgian  flags.  As  the 
members  of  the  Faculty,  the  students,  and  a 
large  body  of  visitors  stood  about,  Father  Dean 
presented  Cardinal  Mercier.  "  It  would  be  folly 
on  my  part,"  he  said,  "to  introduce  to  you  the 
best  known  man  in  the  world."  He  spoke  of 
His  Eminence  as  Churchman,  as  statesman,  and 
as  the  only  example  of  a  living  martyr.  In 
hearty,   enthusiastic   terms,   he  welcomed   the 


great  visitor  to  Villanova.  His  Eminence 
responded  briefly  but  with  a  voice  teeming  with 
emotion.  "I  expected,"  he  said,  "to  meet 
friends  in  America,  but  I  did  not  expect  this 
deep  sympathy  you  have  shown  for  me  and  my 
people."  He  emphasized  the  sufferings  of  his 
heroic  nation,  the  lessons  that  that  suffering 
should  teach  humanity.  True  education,  educa- 
tion which  strives  after  nobility  of  ideal  and 
perfects  the  whole  man,  he  said,  is  a  necessity 
for  the  rejuvenation  of  the  world.  The  Cardinal 
then  asked  Father  Dean  for  a  free  day  for  the 
students.  When  put  to  a  vote,  those  in  favor 
carried  the  day.  While  all  knelt  on  the  green 
the  great  hero  of  modern  times;  the  stately,  dig- 
fied  (Churchman;  the  unflinching  statesman;  the 
simple  self-sacrificing  priest  called  down  upon 
them  the  benediction  of  the  Almighty. 

The  formal  opening  of  Villanova  took  place 
on  Monday,  September  22nd.  Father  Dean, 
our  President,  celebrated  a  Solemn  High  Mass 
on  this  occasion.  The  student  body  shows  a 
remarkable  increase  in  numbers  over  any  other 
year.  Students  whose  course  had  been  inter- 
ruped  by  the  war  flocked  back  to  continue  their 
work. 

Changes 
The  faculty  loses  Rev.  J.  M.  Fagan,  O.  S.  A., 
who  has  been  sent  to  St.  Augustine's  Church, 
North  Troy,  N.  Y.,  and  Rev.  W.  F.  Gough, 
O.  S.  A.,  now  stationed  at  St.  Rita's  College, 
Chicago,  111.  The  Rev.  Fathers  Austin,  Diehl 
and  Bartley  have  entered  the  newly  founded 
house  of  studies  at  the  Catholic  University, 
"Washington,  D.  C. 


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Rev.  James  T.  McGowan,  O.  S.  A.,  Rev.  John 
Whelan,  O.  S.  A.,  and  Rev.  John  Dwyer,  O.  S.  A., 
have  been  added  to  the  faculty. 

Villanova's  Summer  School  opened  July  1st 
and  continued  until  August  8th.  Seventy-five 
Sisters  and  twenty-five  lay  students  attended. 
Courses  were  offered  in  all  branches  of  higher 
Mathematics,  Logic,  Metaphysics,  Psychology, 
Natural  Theology,  Ethics,  Sociology,  English, 
Biology,  Physics,  Chemistry.  The  Professors 
were  Rev.  Fathers  Dean,  Driscoll,  Hickey, 
Murphy,  Powers,  Fitzgerald,  Hopkins,  Fink, 
O'Leary,  Colgan,  Sparrow,  Grelis,  Mr.  Martin, 
O.  S.  A.,  and  Prof.  Charles  McGeehan. 

Villanova  Extension  Courses  are  open  this 
year  in  the  Girls'  Catholic  High  School,  Phila- 
delphia. All  College  courses  are  offered.  Al- 
ready one  hundred  and  twenty-five  Sisters  are 
registered.  The  courses  are  in  charge  of  Fathers 
"Dean,  Driscoll,  Hickey,  Powers,  Murphy,  Kava- 
naugh,  Grelis,  Sparrow  and  O'Meara. 

The  usual  initiation  of  the  Freshmen  into  the 
Traditional  Society  was  conducted  on  Monday 
evening,  October  6,  1919. 

The  class  in  Public  Speaking  was  organized 


in  the  auditorium  of  the  College  on  Monday, 
October  6,  1919.  All  the  college  men  were 
present  and  gave  evidence  of  much  earnestness 
and  enthusiasm  in  the  work.  A  Debating  Team 
is  in  progress  of  organization.  It  is  also  expected 
that  a  Dramatic  Society  will  develop  from  this 
class. 


Frank  Nostri,  a  member  of  the  Freshman 
Engineering  Class,  died  in  Bryn  Mawr  Hospi- 
tal, Morday,  October  14.  He  had  been  suffer- 
ing for  some  time  before  his  entrance  to  college 
from  abscess  on  the  brain,  and  died  as  a  result 
of  it. 

To  his  family  The  Villanovan  extends 
condolences. 


are  as 


Athletic  Association 
The  officers   for  the  year   1919-1920 
follows: 

President— J.  Howard  Tyrrell,  *20. 
Vice-President— Alfred  Kane,  '21. 
Treasurer — Frank  Brahan,  '20. 
Secretary — James  Mitchell,  '22. 
Mr.  Tyrrell  has  been  elected  football  manager 
and  Mr.  Kane  assistant  manager. 


V'^^/v^^'-''' ■-'■■'' ^- ■'"■/■  Visitors 

MANY  of  the  old  Villanova  boys  visited 
Alma  Mater  recently.  The  most  dis^ 
tinguished  was  the  Rt.  Rev.  Bishop 
Jones,  Bishop  of  Porto  Rico,  who  spent  a  few 
days  with  us.  ■\r\::  r-.^- 

Harry  Towhey  arid  Walter  Guy  oh  returning 
from  France  made  their  first  visit  to  Villanova. 

Patrick  Regan,  Charles  McGuckin,  Leo  Lynch 
and  James  P.  Kelly,  paid  several  visits  and  lent 
their  efforts  to  forming  a  strong  football  team. 

Bernard  Villars  Haberer  and  his  young  bride 
spent  a  few  hours  with  us. 

Other  visitors,  John  Malone,  James  Koch, 
John  Reardon,  Harry  Sherer,  Rev.  Joseph  R. 
Sergei,  Thomas  V.  Brennan  and  Mrs.  Brennan 
of  Chicago;  Harry  E.  Hernandez,  Ocean  View 
Hotel,  St.  Augustine,  Fla.;  Michael  Boyle  of 
Stamford,  Conn.,  Henry  Rjfnnkiewicz,  Francis 
Murray.  ■"■'^■■::-'-;''^::--/':-^'/ ';:/;'  -'^"^^^^ 

Weddings 
On  June  24, 1919,  John  B.  Mockaitis,  formerly 
Professor  of  Chemistry  at  Villanova,  was  mar- 
ried to  Miss  Helen  Irene  Miller  of  Maizeville, 
Gilberton,  Pa.  The  couple  have  taken  up  their 
residence  at  235  W.  Grand  Street,  Elizabeth, 

N.J.  ■■-/;■■.■,/■■■■.: 

Willigim  Boyd  Miller  and  Miss  Jennie  James 
were  recently  united  in  marriage  at  Villanova 
by  our  President,  Rev.  James  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A. 

A  pretty  wedding  took  place  in  the  Church 
of  the  Assumption,  Philadelphia,  on  Friday, 
August  15th,  when  T.  Leo  Lynch  and  Miss 
Agnes  M.  Rauscher  were  married.  Rev.  James 
J.  Griffin,  O.  S.  A.,  officiated. 

On  October  6,  1919,  at  Wayne,  Pa.,  James 


O'Brien,  '12,  and  Miss  McDermott  were  united 
in  marriage.    Pat  O'Brien  '16,  was  best  man. 

Harry  Sherer  was  married  on  August  23, 
1919,  to  Miss  Mary  French.  The  ceremony 
took  place  in  St.  Colman's  Chiu"ch,  Ardmore, 
Pa.  Rev.  John  S.  O'Leary,  O.  S.  A.,  Professor 
of  Chemistry  at  Villanova,  officiated. 

As  we  go  to  press  the  news  arrives  of  the 
marriage  of  Edward  V,  McCulUan,  '17,  on  Oc- 
tober 15,  1919. 

The  announcement  has  been  made  of  the 
marriage  of  Patrick  O'Brien,  '16,  to  Miss  Magee 
of  Collingswood.  Miss  Magee  is  the  grand- 
daughter of  the  first  graduate  of  Villanova 
and  a  brother  of  Richard  Magee,  a  former 
student  here.  The  marriage  will  take  place 
November  5th.    Father  Hickey  will  officiate. 

To  all  these  couples,  the  Villanovan  extends 
felicitations. 

Condolences 
The  Villanovan  extends  sincere  sympathy 
to  Rev.  Thomas  Kiley,  O.  S.  A.,  Professor  of 
Greek  at  Villanova,  in  the  loss  of  his  mother. 
To  Prof.  Charles  McGeehan,  '12,  in  the  death 
of  his  little  daughter.  Rose  Marie. 

Jottings 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  Kurz  are  rejoicing  over 
the  birth  of  a  young  son,  John  Robert — Septem- 
ber, 27,  1919.  Joe  is  a  member  of  the  Class  of 
'15.  Martie  Connors  and  Frank  Prendergast 
are  likewise  enjoying  the  distinction  of  becoming 
"  Fathers".  Congratulations  of  the  Villanovan. 

Thomas  Hanley,  '19,  is  now  studying  Law  at 
Columbia.  Frank  Murray,  '19,  has  entered 
Penn  Law  School. 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


The  Class  of  '15  will  hold  its  reunion  during 
this  coming  winter  or  spring.  The  date  will  be 
announced  later.  The  members  of  the  class 
are  requested  to  communicate  with  the  Secre- 
tary, John  Kiley.  Why  not  plan  a  substantial 
monument  of  loyalty  to  Villanova  in  the  form 
of  a  drive  for  the  new  Gymnasium? 

Dr.  Martin  Connors  is  doing  intern  work  at 
Erie  Hospital,  Erie,  Pa. 

Claude  Cassidy,  a  former  Villanova  boy, 
is  employed  in  the  axle  plant  of  the  Cambria 
Steel  Co.,  Johnstown,  Pa. 

Jim  Koch,  '16,  has  been  romoted  to  assistant- 
chief  draftsman  in  the  Electrical  Department  of 
the  Cambria  Steel  Co.  Jim  is  also  Professor  of 
Electricity  in  the  Cambria  Night  School. 

Charles  McGuckin,  '18,  a  former  Villanova 


football   star,,  was   recently   discharged   from 
Service. 

John  T.  Coan,  '19,  has  accepted  a  position 
as  Professor  of  Classics  and  Mathematics  in 
McGill  Institute,  Mobile,  Ala.  James  J.  Egan, 
'19,  has  entered  Niagara  Seminary. 

The  ViLLANOVAN  congratulates  Rev.  M.  J. 
Corcoran,  O.  S.  A.,  on  his  recent  publication, 
"Our  Own  St.  Rita." 

Dr.  Tourscher  has  completed  a  valuable  work 
on  the  History  of  the  Work  of  the  Sisters  during 
the  Influenza  Epidemic  of  last  year. 

Many  of  the  Alumni  have  not  been  heard 
from  in  the  drive  for  funds  to  pay  for  the  new 
Gymnasium.  Remember  your  Ahna  Mater, 
put  your  signature  to  a  check  and  thus  prove 
your  love  and  loyalty! 


s 


e^.**. 


FOOTBALL 

AFTER  a  long  period  of  idleness,  the 
Villanova  Athletic  Field  is  once  more  the 
scene  of  great  activities.  In  response  to 
Coach  Reap's  call  for  football  candidates,  niore 
than  thirty  husky  athletes  trotted  out  on  the 
field  all  willing  to  withstand  the  grind  necessary 
to  make  them  fit,  to  don  the  Blue  and  White 
uniform  and  defend  Villanova  on  the  gridiron. 
Through  the  combined  efforts  of  Coaches  Reap, 
McGeehan  and  Slavin,  what  appeared  to  be  a 
bunch  of  green  men,  untrained  in  the  tactics  of 
modern  football,  is  rapidly  rounding  into  a 
formidable  array  of  gridiron  athletes.  With  the 
cessation  of  hostilities  in  France,  many  of  our 
athletes  of  former  years  have  returned,  eager  to 
rekindle  their  fighting  spirits  on  the  gridiron. 
Capt.  McGeehan  will  once  more  be  seen  in  the 
backfield,  ready  to  pick  his  way  through  the 
opposing  lines;  Blanchfield  who  attained  so 
much  fame  wearing  the  red  and  black  of  the 
Prep,  on  the  football  field  has  graduated  to 
'Varsity  football  and  will  undoubtedly  add  to 
his  reputation  while  wearing  the  Blue  and  White. 
McCarthy,  a  veteran  of  former  years,  will  be 
seen  on  the  line,  and  with  his  great  addition  in 
weight  should  prove  to  be  as  formidable  as  ever. 
Kearns,  whose  accuracy  and  distance  in  throw- 
ing passes  won  him  fame  on  the  Prep,  team  of 
three  years  ago,  will  hold  down  one  of  the  ends 
in  this  year's  'Varsity  line-up;  he  is  excep- 
tionally fast  and  should  prove  an  asset  on  the 
receiving  end  of  any  aerial  passes,  upon  which 
the  'Varsity  will  rely,  owing  to  the  present 
light  weight  of  the  line.  Bill  Cronin  who  starred 
for  Villanova  last  year  will  continue  his  good 
work  in  the  backfield. 


Among  the  new  candidates  who  are  showing 
up  exceptionally  well  are  Dolan  and  Cullum  in 
the  backfield,  Hertzler  at  end,  McClearnan  and 
Yadusky  on  the  line.  McGrady,  well  known 
as  a  punter  of  ability,  is  also  playing  up  to  the 
standard. 

McGuckin  who  won  for  himself  the  honor 
of  being  picked  for  the  all-star  eleven,  four 
years  ago,  has  appeared  on  several  occasions 
on  the  gridiron,  eager  to  lend  his  assistance  to 
the  best  of  advantage;  in  his  few  days'  work  he 
has  added  style,  accuracy  and  distance  to  the 
drop  kicks  of  many  of  the  probable  hooters, 
and  should  the  occasion  arise  we  will  have 
several  men  who  are  capable  of  dropping  the 
calfskin  between  the  bars  for  a  deciding  score. 
Lynch,  former  center  for  Villanova,  has  also 
contributed  his  share  of  help  in  developing  the 
linemen.  ■ . 

Due  to  the  untiring  efforts  of  Assistant  Coach 
McGeehan  and  Manager  Tyrell,  the  following 
schedule  has  been  arranged: 

Sept.  27 — ^Villanova  vs.  Lehigh  at  S.  Bethle- 
hem, Pa. 

Oct.  9 — ^Villanova  vs.  Lebanon  Valley  at 
Lebanon,  Pa. 

Oct.  11 — ^Villanova  vs.  St.  Joseph's  at  Villa- 
nova, Pa. 

Oct.    18— Open. 

Oct-  25 — ^Villanova  vs.  Susquehanna  at  Sun- 
bury,  Pa. 

Nov.  1 — ^Villanova  vs.  Muhlenburg  at  Villa- 
nova, Pa. 

Nov.    8 — Villanova  vs.  Gettysburg  at  York, 


Nov.  15 — ^Villanova  vs.  Army  at  West  Point, 
N.  Y. 


36  .      THE  VILLANOVAN 

Nov.  22— Villanova  vs.  CathoHq  University,  Villanova,  0;  Lebanon  Valley,  0 

Washington,  D.  C.  The  'Varsity  tackled  the  Lebanon  Valley  nine 

Nov.  27 — Villanova    vs.    New    York    State  at  Lebanon,  Pa.,  on  the  4th  of  October  and  a 

Aggies  at  Long  Island,  N.  Y.  more  creditable  showing  could  not  have  been 

^           ,  expected.    After  four  quarters  of  gruelling  play 

Lehigh,  47;  Villanova,  0  neither  team  had  succeeded  in  carrying  the 

On  September  27th,  the  'Varsity  eleven  jour-  ball  over  the  opponent's  line  and  the  game  went 

neyed  into  the  camp  of  the  Lehigh  Gridiron  down  on  record  as  a  scoreless  tie. 

warriors  and  were  defeated  47  to  0.   Though  the  Though  the  Blue  and  White  eleven  had  in- 

result  seems  to  picture  an  overwhelming  defeat,  numerable  first  downs,  when  the  final  plunge 

the  backers  of  the  Blue  and  White  do  not  con-  was  needed  the  Lebanon  line  buckled  up  and 

sider  it  as  such.    Though  we  are  not  trying  to  held   for  downs,   Capt.   McGeehan  attempted 

offer  any  alibi  for  the  apparent  drubbing,  the  three  drop  kicks  but  all  fell  short.    In  the  third 

attendant  circumstances  should  be  considered,  period  he  attempted  one  from  the  fifty-five-yard 

With  but  three  afternoons  of  practice  the  Blue  line  and  missed  by  but  a  few  inches.    Blanch- 

and  White  eleven  were  called  upon  to  stack  up  field  directed  the  play  from  quarterback  and 

against  the  Lehigh  eleven  who  outweighed  their  nothing  but  praise  can  be  said  for  the  youngster's 

rivals  on  an  average  of  25  pounds  to  the  man;  work.          - 

this  in  itself  is  a  serious  handicap.    Two-thirds  Duffy  in  the  biackfield  played  a  stellar  game; 

of  the  Villanova  eleven  were  playing  their  first  he  figured  in  many  of  the  end  runs  and  passes 

game   of  college   football,    and   their  showing  completed  by  the 'Varsity  and  was  exceptionally 

certainly  argues  well  for  a  successful  season,  strong   on   the   defense.     Great   improvement 

In  the  first  few  minutes  of  play  a  fumble  was  seen  on  the  line  and  owing  to  its  good  work, 

proved  costly  and  enabled  Lehigh  to  hold  the  Lebanon  was  frequently  forced  to  punt.    The 

upper  hand.     McGeehan  received  the  kick-off  work  of  Hervey  for  Lebanon  was  exceptionally 

but  was  downed  in  his  tracks;  on  the  next  play  good. 
Simindinger  of  Lehigh  recovered  a  fumble  and 
crossed  the  line  for  the  first  score  of  the  game. 

In  the  first  quarter  Lehigh  rolled  up  22  points  Villanova  Prep.,  0;  St.  Joseph's  Prep.,  0 

owing  to  the  apparent  weakness  of  our  line,  but  The  football  season  at  home  was  officially 

as  the  game  progressed  the  Blue  and  White  line  opened  on  Wednesday,  October  8th,  when  the 

strengthened.     The  inability  of  our  backfield  Prep,  eleven  lined  up  against  the  representatives 

to  pierce  the  opposing  line  forced  McGrady  to  of  St.  Joseph's  Prep.     The  game  was  replete 

kick  frequently,  and  his  slowness  in  getting  the  with  action,  but  as  the  teams  were  so  evenly 

punts  off  proved  disastrous ;  invariably  his  punts  matched  neither  team  effected  a  score, 

were  blocked  due  to  the  weakness  of  the  line  to  Hennenberger  was  a  mountain  of  strength 

hold  and  his  slowness  in  getting  the  kick  off.  on  the  Prep,  team  and  was  the  chief  ground 

In  the  first  few  minutes  of  play  Dolan  was  gainer;    he  pulled  off  two  neat  end  runs  and 

forced  out  of  the  game,  Cronin  going  to  quarter-  forced   his   way   through    the   opponent's   line 

back  and  Blanchfield    to  the    backfield.     The  innumerable  times  for  gains.    Burke  also  played 

latter  played  a  brilliant  defensive  game,  figuring  a  good  game;    his  quickness  in  intercepting  a 

in  many  of  Lehigh's  incomplete  passes  and  pul-  forward  pass  prevented  a  possible  score  by  St. 

ling  off  some  neat  tackles.      Simindinger  and  Joseph's.      Dougherty    pulled    off    some    neat 

McDonald    were    the    Lehigh    luminaries,    the  tackles  and   also  gained  considerable   ground, 

latter  proving  to  be  very  strong  on  the  defense,  Crowley  also  played  well  for  the  Prep,  as  did 

while   the   former   was   Lehigh's   chief   ground  Ceravolo  and  Capt.  Jones.    McClernan  starred 

gainer.  for  the  visitors. 


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"Berenice" 

Dainty — 

Rosebuds  are  dainty,  all  glistening  with  dew, 
Nodding  aloft  at  the  heaven's  deep  blue, 
Yielding  their  scent  to  the  drowsy  spring  air 
That  softly  and  languidly  drifts  everywhere. 
Seeming  with  perfume  the  whole  world  to  fill;— 
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Lovely— 

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Apparelled  in  white  like  a  nun  who  has  known 
The  things  of  the  world  and  has  left  them  to  pray, 
And  kneeling  in  solitude  all  of  the  day. 
Speaks  only  to  God,  with  her  soul  allathrill; — 
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Joyous — 
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Blinks  his  tired  eyes  at  the  dew-sprinkled  lawn, 
Flutters  his  crest  and  spreads  dainty  wing. 
First  tries  his  voice  and  then  starts  to  sing. 
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wants  the  lower  classmen  to  look  up  to  him. 

Prof,  (in  Railroads) — "What  are  'quarter 
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First  Mac — "Did  you  dance  at  the  Block 
Dance  in  Bryn  Mawr?" 

Second  Mac — "Why,  did  you  see  the  road 
being  repaired? " 

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Girls  to  trim  rough  sailors. 

And  while  we  are  christening  Fagan  the 
"Blond-haired  Caruso",  please  don't  forget 
McManus,  the  "Youth's  Companion". 

Gobble-Gobble  Night  revealed  a  rival  to 
McCormick  in  McNally.     So  say  the  Baldwin 

Locke — "You're  rather  a  light  sleeper,  aren't 
you?" 

Mitchell — "Yes,  about  one  hundred  and 
twenty  pounds." 

Bunny— "Where  tonight,  Jake?" 
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shall  I  hang  Sy?" 

McDermott — "I  don't  know,  but  I  am  in 
favor  of  it." 

Reeves — "  I  spent  ten  dollars  on  my  girl  last 
night." 

Thornbury — "When  do  you  expect  to  pay  her 
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successful  doctor  Unless  you  have  'patients'." 

Waugh  (taking  the  boys  out  for  a  "rattling" 
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feet.    I  can't  make  this  hill." 

Mary — "Oh,  Mr.  Sheehan,  you  tickle  me." 
Jake — "Aw,  you  tickled  me  first." 


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and  actresses,  ball  players,  track  records.  New         Hank— "Why  didn't  you  join  the  cavalry  in 
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Contents 


PAGE 


A  CHRISTMAS  CAROL  (Poem) 

Hugh  A.  O'Neill 

THE  ADVENTURES  OF  SECUNDUS  (Story) 

O.  Locke  Lynne 


CONSOLATION  (Sonnet) IS 

Emmet  A.  Flynn 


THE  VILLAGE  GRAVEYARD  (Elegy) 

John  F.  Burns 

THE  PROVINCE  OF  A  COLLEGE  MAGAZINE  (Essay) 

Arthur  B.  Maxwell 


TO  SIT  AND  DREAM  (Rondeau) 

Jack  Donovan 

THE  TRUSTED  THIEF  (Serial) 

John  O'Brien 


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TAKE  A  SLEEP  (Poem) 24 

Francis  Rafferty 

EDITORIALS. 25 

COLLEGE  NOTES 27 


EXCHANGES, 


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ALUMNI  NOTES 31 

ATHLETICS. 34 


SPLINTERS 37 


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December,  1919  No.  2 


A  Christmas  Carol 

(From  the  French) 

By  Hugh  A.  O'Neill 
Nature's  blackened  sky  concealing 

Earth's  white  bosom  Jrom  the  light; 
Joyful  bells  a  truth  revealing — 

Christ  was  born  that  Holy  Night. 
Near  the  crib  the  Virgin  Mother 

Gazed  enraptured  on  the  face 
Of  the  Child,  for  whom  no  other 

Had  a  soul  so  full  oj  grace. 

Not  in  curtained  halls  attended 

With  the  comforts  of  the  proud 
Came  the  Lord  of  Hosts  befriended 

By  the  great  or  high-endowed, 
But  where  Poverty  reigned  keenest — 

Asses'  stalls  befogged  with  chill — 
Wrapt  in  mantle  of  the  meanest 

Came  Love's  High  Eternal  Will. 

Dearest  Jesus,  meek  and  lowly. 

Holy  infant,  frail  and  cold, 
Would  that  we  could  love  Thee  only 

With  a  heart  oj  purest  gold! 
Then  Thy  present  pain  and  sorrow 

Would  outweigh  our  love  untold, 
For  the  sunlight  of  the  morrow 

Would  our  warmth  of  joy  unfold. 

^  Neath  the  snow-clad  thatch  that  covered 

Virgin  Mother,  Child  and  beast, 
Where  the  chanting  angels  hovered, 

Came  the  mighty  of  the  East. 
At  His  feet  they  lay  their  presents — 

Myrrh  and  frankincense  and  gold—' 
While  the  humble  shepherd  peasants 

Kneel  to  worship  Christ  foretold. 


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The  Adventures  of  Secundus 

By  O.  Locke  Lynne 

Chapter  I  between  wave^?     Or  what  can  make  a  man 

feel  better,   than  to  experience  those  frantic, 

IMAGINE,  if  you  can,  a  bachelor  in  his  energetic  pulls  and  tugs  upon  his  line? 
library  one  evening  about  8.30,  during  In  the  middle  of  one  wall  was  built  an  old- 
the  month  of  March.  Generally,  the  fashioned  fireplace.  In  it,  that  night,  roared 
theater  or  club  claimed  my  presence  in  the  a  great  fire;  for  a  great  fire  was  necessary 
evenings,  but  that  evening  the  weather  was  to  drive  away  the  chill.  It  crackled  and  hissed, 
so  unpleasant,  that  even  to  think  of  going  and  shot  up  the  chimney  as  if  in  endeavor 
out  gave  me  the  chills.  The  wind  howled  and  to  drive  away  the  storm.  Before  it  was  an 
wh'stled,  and  rattled  everything,  making  the  arm-chair.  On  my  right  hand  was  a  small 
rain  beat  an  incessant  tattoo  upon  the  window-  table,  upon  which  were  a  few  books,  an  ash- 
panes.  The  air  damp  and  cold,  seemed  to  tray,  and  a  small  miniature  of  the  Washington 
pierce  everything.  It  was  terrible.  For  once,  monument,  made  out  of  old  paper  currency, 
at  least,  I  really  felt  the  truth  of  "There  is  no  There,  on  such  a  night,  I  could  sit  for  hours 
place  like  home,"  though  home  for  me  meant  with  my  pipe  and  book,  and  there  I  was  on 
.solitude.  Thus  it  was,  that  upon  that  wintry  this  particular  evening  in  March.  Just  what 
night,  I  was  all  alone  in  my  library.  I  had  been  reading,  I  do  not  now  remember. 

I  have  called  i  library,  though  library  hardly  It  could  not  have  been  anything  very  inter- 
describes  it.  Books  there  were  in  plenty,  but  esting,  for  I  can  recall  that  I  had  placed  the 
there  were  other  things  besides.  In  one  corner  book  aside  and  fallen  to  musing, 
there  stood  quite  a  collection  of  firearms.  It  My  whole  life  passed  before  me.  I  isaw, 
was  almost  a  small  arsenal.  There  were  revolvers  with  my  mind's  eye,  my  old  home,  and  all 
of  all  kinds  and  sizes,  small  target-rifles,  shot-  the  old  familiar  faces,  my  father  and  inother, 
guns  for  small  game,  and  heavy  rifles  for  big  and  my  brother.  I  acted  over  again  all  my 
game.  boyish  pranks.     But  now  all  were  gone,  and 

Many  trophies  of  hunting  expeditions  adorned  I  was  left  alone,  with  not  one  near  relative 

the   walls   and   floors.     Here   was   a   mounted  in  all  this  wide  world.     I   became  depressed 

head  of  a  deer  which  had  fallen  by  my  hand  and  sad  because  of  my  musing;   yet,  strange  to 

some  years  ago  in  Western  Pennsylvania.   There,  say,  I  enjoyed  musing  in  this  way,  even  upon 

a  stuffed  red  fox,  with  an  extraordinary  long,  sad  things. 

bushy  tail,  killed  during  the  same  expedition.  From  musing  it  is  only  a  step  to  dozing, 

A  large  black  bear-skin  was  stretched  on  the  or  rather  to  a  state  where  one  is  not  asleep, 

floor,    surrounded   by   pelts    of   var'ous    other  yet  the  sounds  around  no  longer  attract  atten- 

smaller    animals — the   white   jack-rabbit    from  tion,  unless  some  new  one  is  introduced.     For 

the  West,  the  weasel,  the  lynx,  the  wild-cat,  a  long  time  I  was  in  this  condition.     Then  I 

and  many  others.  became  dimly  aware  that  something  was  dis- 

Another  corner  was  occupied  by  an  assort-  turbing  me.     What  it  was  I    could  not  say; 

ment  of  fishing-tackle.    That  was  my  favorite  yet  it  was  there,  and  I  hated  to  roue  myself 

sport,  especially  surf-fishing.    For  what  can  be  to    investigate.     Soon    I    became    unconscious 

more    exc'ting,    than    to    face    those    powerful  to  it. 

breakers  of  the  Atlantic,   and   to  judge  to  a  But    it    grew    louder    and    more    persistent, 

second   just   when   they   are   going   to   break,  I  became  fully  conscious,  sat  up,  and  looked 

knowing  that  a  slight  error  in  judgment  results  around.     I    heard   the   sound,   but   could    not 

in  a  fall  or  at  least  a  splashing?    What  could  place  it.    It  seemed  to  be  stiff  paper  crackling 

be  more  pleasing   than  to  make  a  good  cast  in  the  wind,  yet  I   could  not  see  any  at  all. 


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Again    I    composed    myself,    but    still    that  a  shelter  for  the  birds  of  the  air,  and  the  beasts 

noise    continued.      It   seemed    to    come    from  of  the  field.    The  whole  country  round  about 

the  table  at  my  right.    I  inspected  it.    A  book  had  as  yet  been  unexplored  by  man.    We  knew 

or  two,  a  pipe,  an  ash-tray  and  a  miniature  him  not.    Our  one  object  in  life  was  to  grow 

souvenir  could  not  make  the  sound,  and  the  up,   decay,   and   then   fall,    wrongly   thinking 

table  seemed  steady.    The  miniature  caught  my  our  purpose  of  life  had  been  fulfilled.     How 

eye.    In  aimless  action  I  picked  it  up,  for  it  had  sadly  were  we  mistaken!     In  our  pride,  we 

been    closely    examined    many    times    before,  forgot  that  the  things  of  this  world  were  made 

But  a  new  turn  was  given  to  my  reflections  to  serve  man,  and  in  so  doing  give  glory  to  the 

by  beholding  it.  Creator.     We   were   humbled   for   our    pride, 

Three  years  before  I  had  been  on  a  visit  and  taught  that  man  had  dominion  over  us. 

to  our   national  capital.     While  there   I   had  One  balmy  spring  day,  when  we  were  just 

visited  the  treasury  department.    Among  other  commencing    to    shoot   forth    our    foliage    we 

things  I  saw  the  old  paper  currency  bills  being  heard  sounds  as  of  thunder.   The  earth  trembled, 

destroyed.    To  me  the  whole  process  had  been  as  from  a  far-off  earthquake.     Yet   the  sky 

very   interesting.     After   being  examined   and  was  absolutely  clear.     We  knew  not  what  to 

counted,  they  were  placed  in  a  machine  called  think.     The    noise    and    trembling    continued 

the  "macerator"  and  ground  into  pulp.    This  incessantly,  and  seemed  to  grow  louder  and 

was   then   pressed,   some   into   a   very   rough  more    proriounced.     We    talked    in    whispers, 

paper,   some  into  such  like  souvenirs.     As  it  asking   each   other   what   it   meant.     Finally, 

took  qu  te  a  few  bills  to  make  the  miniature,  one  of  the  eldest  amongst  us  told  how  years 

one  could  get  a  small  fortune  for  a  quarter,  ago  a  terrible  storm  had  passed  over  the  whole 

The  idea  pleased  me  and  I  purchased  one.  country.    The  lightning  leaped  here  and  there, 

I  was  bringing  it  before  me  when,  to  my  cutting  down  the  noblest  trees.    The  thunder 

amazement    and    horror,    I    heard    that    noise  roared  and  seemed  to  shake  the  earth  to  its 

again.     I  heard  it  come  from  the  miniature,  very  foundations.    The  wind,  aroused  to  fury, 

and  I  recognized  a  voice.    I  could  distinguish  lashed  the  trees  together  and  even  tore  some 

words.    I  threw  it  from  me.    My  hair  rose  on  up  by  the  roots.    Nearly  all  the  old  ones  perished 

end.    I  sat  there  staring  at  it,  my  eyes  bulging  in  this   manner.     Only   the   younger   escaped 

out,   my  tongue  cleaving  to  the  roof  of  my  destruction,  by  reason  of  their  strength.     For 

mouth.     It    spoke   again,   this   time   in   loud  many  days  after  the  storm  had  ceased,  trees 

complaint.    "A  fine  way  to  treat  me.    I  never  that  had  been  weakened  by  the  wind  continued 

harmed  anyone,  least  of  all,  you."  to  fall.    They  made  noises  and  produced  tremb- 

It  had  fallen  quite  near  the  fire.     Soon  it  lings  just  as  we  now  heard  and  felt.     They 

would  burn.     I  hoped  it  would,  and  quickly,  were   the  death   groans   and   struggles  of  our 

I  sat  there  watching  it,  and  seeing  the  eager  brothers. 

flames  springing  toward  it.     Surely,   it   must  Hearing   this   tale   we   all   grew   frightened, 

soon  burn.    But  it  didn't.    Finally,  my  courage  We  anxiously  scanned  the  sky  to  see  if  a  storm 

came   back   in    a   small   degree.     Carefully    I  was  raging.     There  was  not  a  cloud   in  the 

reached  for  it,  picked  it  up.    It  spoke.    I  listened,  sky.     Yet  the   sounds  continued.     Evidently, 

And  what  a  tale  I  heard!           -  some  other  agent  than  the  elements  was  at 

,^^^^^^^^^^^^  w        causing  the  death  of  our  comrades.     It 

must  be  man,  we  thought. 

Chapter  II  Day  by  day  the  roarings  grew  louder.    The 

tremblings  changed  to  violent  shocks.    By  day, 

I  was,  at  one  time,  part  of  a  large  tree  grow-  we  could  hear  shouts  of  men,  even  above  the 

ing  in  the  Maine  forests.     For  years  I  dwelt  blows  on  the  trees.    At  night,  their  camp-fires 

in  company  with  my  brethren.    We  were  happy  twinkled  in  the  distance. 

m  our  own  company.    Lovingly  we  had  inter-  Soon   they  were  quite  near.     How  sad  we 

twined  our  arms,  making,  when  in  full  leaf,  were,    words   cannot   tell.     We   could   plainly 


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see  them  now.    We  watched  them  with  anger  lake,  and  then  all  would  be  peaceful  and  slow* 

in  our  hearts.    Yet  they  still  moved  on.    Finally,  Thus  for  days  we  floated  down  upon  the  breast 

those  nearest  me  were  attacked  and  cut  down,  of  that  sometimes  turbulent,  sometimes  peace- 

The  arms  of  my  brothers  were  roughly  torn  ful  river.    It,  too,  had  its  ups  and  downs,  yet 

from  me.     In  fear  and  dread  I   awaited  my  ever  and  always  it  pursued  the  same  course, 

turn,  which  soon  came.  turning  wheels  for  man,  doing  good  generally, 

Two  men,   with  long-handled,   sharp-bladed  but  at  times,  harm.    From  it  I  learned  a  lesson, 

axes,  attacked  me.     My  b!ood  began  to  pour  It  was  useful  to  man ;  why  should  I  not  likewise 

out.    I  weakened.    I  trembled.    I  commenced  serve    a   purpose?     Yet   my    thoughts  would 

to  totter  and  sway.     At  last,  with  a  fearful  again  revert  to  my  peaceful  life  on  the  hills, 

roar,  I  tore  my  branches  loose  from  those  of  and   I  became  sad.     But  it  was  all  because 

my  brothers  and  fell  to  the  earth,  that  kind  of  my  pride.     Following  the  good  example  of 

mother,  who  had  nourished  me  so  long.    There  the  river,  I  tried  to  take  things  as  they  came; 

I,  with  all  my  pride,  lay  stretched  at  full  length,  and  to  subdue  my  pride.    Life  is  but  a  burden; 

Other   men    quickly   stripped   off   my   arms  yet  it  must  be  borne;    and  why,  thought  I, 

and  bark.     I  was  cut  into  smaller  pieces,  and  make  matters  worse  by  grumbling?    Let  destiny 

by  chains  and  hooks  dragged  to  the  brow  of  a  have  its  own  way,  and  happiness  will  be  greater, 

hill  by  horses.     From  there  I  was  rolled  over  After    some    days    of    such    journeying,    we 

and  over,  till  with  a  mighty  splash  I  struck  gradually   approached    a   large   city.     Houses 

a  river.   The  water  closed  over  me.    All  became  lined   the   hills   overlooking   the   river.     Mills 

dark.     I  wished  to  sink  and  to  remain  there  were  built  on  its  banks.    The  river  itself  seemed 

at  the  bottom  of  the  stream.    Because  of  my  to  flow  more  and  more  slowly.     At  last,  its 

pride,  I  hated  the  very  sight  of  man,  who  had  motion  was  barely  perceptible.    All  unnoticed 

so  disgraced  me.     But   I  could  not  sink.     It  we  had  come  to  a  large  dam,  which  by  holding 

was  my  nature  to  float.    So,  do  what  I  would,  back  the  water,  formed  a  lake  of  no  small  dimen- 

I  soon  rose  to  the  surface.  sions.    I  could  see  a  mill  at  one  end  of  it,  and 

On  looking  about  I  discovered  that  I  was  wondered  what  was  to  come  next.     I  could 

not  alone.     Many  of  my  brothers  were  in  the  see  men  working  about  the  logs.    They  seemed 

■same    predicament    as    myself.      I    was    much  to  be  pulling  them  into  the  mill.     By  degrees 

comforted.     Misery    is   hard   to   bear   at   any  I  drew  near  and  watched.    A  heavy  chain  was 

time,  but  especially  so,  when  one  is  all  alone,  wound  a  few  times  around  the  log,  the  chains 

In  misfortune  the  soul  yearns  for  sympathy,  tightened,  the  log  moved,  slowly  at  first,  then 

and  none  can  give  sympathy  so  well  as  those  quickly,  and  in  a  few  seconds  was  hauled  up 

who  have  either  experienced,  or  are  experiencing,  a  slide,   and  disappeared  into   the   mill.     My 

the  same  trial.     So,  in  the  companionship  of  own   turn   came.     The   chains   were   fastened, 

my  likewise  troubled  brethren,  I  found  solace.  I  began  to  move,  just  as  the  others  had  done, 

For  days  we  floated  down  the   river,   past  and  soon  I  was  in  the  mill, 
high,    overhanging    mountains,    and    peaceful 
villages.     Sometimes    the    river   became    very 

narrow.  Then  we  were  crowded  and  pushed  Chapter  III 
together,  and  banged  each  other  cruelly.  Some- 
times we  even  piled  up  and  stopped.  The  Yes,  I  was  in  a  mill!  When  I  had  been 
ice,  just  broken,  filled  in  between  us,  and  we  pulled  into  it,  the  men  unwound  the  chains 
formed  an  immense  dam,  causing  the  water  and  placed  me  on  a  large  table,  which  was 
to  back  up  or  flow  around  us.  The  men  then  on  wheels.  While  they  were  doing  this,  I  was 
had  a  hard  job  to  loosen  us.  They  pried  with  looking  about.  There  were  machines  every- 
great  hooks,  and  if  still  unsuccessful,  used  where,  but  especially  circular  saws,  which  re- 
dynamite.  Once  freed,  we  would  tear  along  volved  over  a  thousand  times  a  minute.  Yet 
with  all  the  force  of  the  pent-up  water  behind  us.  the  motion  was  so  smooth  that  it  was  hardly 
Sometimes    the    river    would    widen    into    a  perceptible  to  the  eye.    The  ear  informed  one 


THE  VILLANOVAN  '.7 

of  their  motion.    Because  of  their  high  speed,  on  through  a  slide  to  a  large  vat.    Here  I  was 

they  made   a  kind  of  humming  noise,  which  mixed  with  old   rags  ground   up   like   myself, 

changed  to  a  sound  resembling  the  discharge  Water  was  poured  in,  and  all  mixed  thoroughly, 

of  firearms,  only  much  more  rapid  and  regular,  Then   I   passed   under   rollers,   which   crushed 

when  they  cut  anything  solid.  :me  in  a  terrible  manner,  into  a  long  thin  strip. 

The  men  were  hurrying  in  and  out  among  I  continued  on  under  other  rollers  which  were 

them,  some  feeding  them,  others  taking  away  heated,   and   so   dried.     I    turned   white,   and 

what  had  been  cut.    It  was  a  very  busy  place,  from    hearing    the    men    working    about    say 

IVTy   investigations   were   cut   short   by   the  "paper",  I  knew  I  was  that  very  useful  article, 

motion  of  the  table  upon  which  I  was  lying.  To  what  use  I  was  to  be  put,  I,  of  course,  could 

I  was  placed  in  such  a  way  that  I  could  not  not  tell,  j  was  to  be  used,  and  my  heart  rejoiced, 

move.    The  table  moved  slowly  and  regularly.  After   being   thoroughly    dried    by    the    hot 

I  noticed  that  a  man  was  standing  on  the  front  rollers,  the  paper  was  cut  in  squares,  tied  in 

end,  his  hand  on  a  lever,  and  by  it  he  con-  bundles,  and  placed  in  carriages,  just  like  the 

trolled  the  speed.    Steel  tracks  guided  it.    The  ones  I  had   seen  crossing  the  bridges  on  my 

speed  increased.    I  looked  to  see  where  I  was  journey  down   the  river.     I    understand   now 

going.    I  turned  sick  at  the  sight  that  met  my  men  call  it  a  car.^^^^.^^^^^^^^^^^V^^^^^A^^^^^^^^^^    .                     ^;; 

eyes.    There,  just  in  front  of  me,  were  saws,  Many    speculations   arose   in   my   mind    as 

not  one  but  many;   and  I  was  rapidly  drawing  to  just  what  I  was  to  be.     It  seemed  to  me 

near.     Man   seemed  very  cruel   to   me  then,  that  I  could  not  be  so  very  valuable,  yet  I 

There  I  was,  a  noble  tree  of  the  primeval  forest,  knew  I  was  from  the  great  care  taken  of  me. 

in  all  my  strength  and  beauty,  brought  to  this  Men  in  blue  uniforms  were  to  be  seen  every- 

condition,   and,   worst   of   all,   being   cut   up.  where.     They  inspected  us,  counted  us,   and 

I  felt  rebellious,  but  could  do  nothing.    I  struck  labeled  us  many  times.    I  could  not  understand 

the   saws.     I   hoped   they  would   break,   but  it  all.    Suddenly  the  car-door  was  banged  shut, 

they  did  not.     Their  cruel  teeth  pierced  me.  There  was  a  terrible  bump,  a  swish  of  escaping 

They  tore   me   apart,    rather   than   cut.     My  steam,  a  bell  rang,  and  the  car  began  to  move, 

anguish  at  that  moment  could  not  be  described ;  We  were  off,  for  where,  none  of  us  knew, 
yet  looking  back  now,  I  am,  in  a  way,  rather 
glad  all  those  things  happened  to  me.     B\xti'y^\'\'\]/'-r:>K--/:-x''7^^^^^ 

then,  you  know,  I  could  not  see  the  future.  ;;     Chapter  IV 

After  passing  through  that,  or  rather,  after  ;:                   ^          ■ 

the  saws  had  passed   through  me    I   was  in  For  over  two  days  the  jolting  and  rumbling 

several  long  pieces  over  an  inch  in  thickness,  of  the  car  continued  almost  incessantly.    Some- 

With  a  sideward  motion  of  the  table,  I  was  times,  it  is  true,  it  stopped,  but  not  for  long, 

placed  in  front  of  more  saws,  and  cut  cross-  Stops    were    unpleasant,    too,    because   before 

wise.    Now  I  was  in  pieces  of  the  same  thick-  we   started    again   on   our    journey,    we   were 

ness   as  before,   but  much  smaller  in   length,  pushed  about  for  short  distances,  with  many 

I  was  cast  into  a  truck,  which  carried  me  to  bumps,  jerks,  and  sudden  stops.    It  was  more 

another  machine.    It  had  finely  poin-ed  teeth  unpleasant  than  the  steady  travel.    Sometimes 

all  over  it.    These  tore  me  up  into  very  minute  I  could  hear  other  cars  passing,  and  I  often 

shreds.    My  pride  was  now  fast  deserting  me.  wondered    what    they    contained.      Had    the 

What  was  left  of  me?    Only  small  particles,  things   in   them   suffered   like   myself?     What 

Where   were    my   strength   and   beauty?     All  would  they  become?    It  was  useless  to  think 

were  gone.    However,  wiser  thoughts  presented  about   them,    for   I    could   never   know.     Yet 

themselves.     The    lessons    received    from   the  I  had  to  think  about  something  to  pass  away 

river  were  recalled,  and  I  resolved  to  take  my  the  time  and  to  relieve  my  own  sorrow.     It 

fate  as  calmly  as  I  could.    From  that  time  on,  was  very  uncomfortable  in  the  car,  still,  my 

I  was  rebellious  no  more.  lot  could  have  been  worse.     I   was  near  the 

From  the  machine  with  the  teeth,  I  passed  door,    and   about   midway    to    the   ceiling.     I 


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8  THE  yiLLANOVAN 

thought  frequently  of  the  others  on  the  bottom  women  ranged  from  girls  in  their  teens,  to 
and  piled  away  back  in  the  corner.  They  women  past  thirty,  if  I  could  judgn:  by  appear- 
indeed  must  have  suffered.  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  ^^^^^^/^^^^v  a            All   were  clothed  in  dark  skirts  and 

At  last,  the  car  again  came  to  a  stopi.     I  white   waists.     They,    too,   seemed   contented 

could    hear    many    other    cars    being    pushed  and  happy,  but  they,  also,  were  rather  silent, 

about.    Bells  were  ringing,  men  were  shouting,  The  machines  were  all  set  in  rows,  with  plenty 

and  the  engines  were  making  all  kinds  of  shrill  of  room  between.     They  were  queer  looking 

noises.     Presently,  I  heard  men  at  the  door,  things,  to  fay   the  least.     They  appeared  to 

They  fumbled  with  the  lock  for  a  time,  and  be  a  long  steel  table,  a  box  on  the  top,  and  a 

then,   to  my   great  joy,   the  door  slid  open,  large  wheel  protruding  on  the  side.    The  wheel 

The  light  nearly  blinded  me  at  first,  but  that  had  no  rim,  leaving  the  spokes  sticking  out, 

soon  wore  off.    I  looked  about.     Men  in  blue  affording  a  firm  grip  to  the  man  who  turned  it. 

uniforms  were  there,  and  a  wagon  was  stand-  The  girl  to  whom  I,  with  many  others,  had 

ing  by.    Into  it  we  were  hastily  thrown.    The  been  given,   carried  me  to  her  machine  and 

wagon,  drawn  by  two  large  white  horses,  started  placed  us  on  one  end  of  it.    The  old  man,  who 

off    down    a    broad,    well-paved    street,    lined  worked  with  her,  picked  up  a  steel  plate  from 

with  stone  houses  of  all  colors.     Cars,   filled  the  table,  rubbed  a  dirty,  inky-smelling  cloth 

with  people,  ran  on  the  streets,  which  seemed  over  it,  and  placed  it  again  in  a  groove  on  the 

to  me  to  endanger  us.    The  driver,  however,  table.     The    girl   placed   one  piece   of   paper 

seemed  very  skilful,  and  we  met  with  no  acci-  on    it — the   man   turned    the   wheel — and,    to 

dent.    I  saw,  with  wonder,  the  large  buildings,  my  surprise,  the  paper  disappeared  under  what 

the   broad    streets,    so    straight    and    regular,  had  seemed  to  me  to  be  a  box,  came  out  on  the 

To  me  man  appears  as  a  god  since  he  could  other  side,  all  covered  with  pictures,   figures, 

accomplish  such  wonderful  works.  and    numerous    fine    lines,    all    intermingled. 

After    traversing    many    such    streets,    we  The  girl  picked  it  up,  the  man  reversed  the 

drew  up  in  front  of  a  large  red  brick  building,  machine,    and     the    operation    was  repeated, 

which,    I    have   since   learned,    is   the   largest  I  watched  more  closely  this  time.    I  saw  that 

brick  building  in  ths  world.    Of  course,  I  could  the  box  was  a  covering  for  rollers,  which  re- 

not  see  it  all.    But  one  thing  struck  me  par-  volved  as  the  man  turned  the  wheel,  and  which 

ticularly,  and  that  was  that  above  the  windows  by  pressing  down  upon  the  paper,  had  pulled 

of  the  first  floor,  I  think,  there  were  representa-  it  under  them  and  over  the  die  underneath, 

tions  in  bas  relief  of  men,   marching.     Some  And  so,  I  thought,  this  is  what  man  intended 

were  cavalry;    some,  infantry;    others  belonged  to  do  with  me.    Then  J  was  to  be  put  to  some 

to  the  artillery.    I  had  barely  time  to  see  these,  important  use.     My  pride  again  arose.     Here 

and   to  notice  the  great  number  of  windows  I  was  a  thin,  insignificant  piece  of  paper,  being 

in    the   building,    when    I    was   carried   inside,  stamped  with   various   markings   <.  nd   becom- 

Even  here  I  could  see  very  little,  for  I  was  ing  of  value.     It  was  almost  too  good  to  be 

hurried  to  a  dark  room,  and  there  left,  behind  true.     With  an  anxious  heart  I   awaited  my 

locked  doors.  turn,  which  soon  came.    The  machine  moved, 

It  was  as  unpleasant  there,  as  it  had  been  I  passed  through  it,  and  behold,  I  came  out 

in  the  car,  but  it  did  not  last  so  long.     We  stamped  like  my  brethren,  on  one  side  only 

remained  only  over  night  in  that  close,  dark  to  be  sure,  but  with  very  beautiful  designs, 

chamber.     Early   in   the  morning,   more   men  I    examined    myself    closely.      There    seemed 

in  blue  came,  opened  the  door,  and  gave  me  to  be  four  sets  of  markings,  with  a  small  plain 

to  a  girl,  who  carried  me  to  an  immense  room,  line    between    each.     Each    set   was    identical 

the  largest  I  have  ever  seen.    It  was  completely  with  the  others.     I  was  one  of  the  inside  sets, 

filled  with  men,  women,  and  machines.     The  The    girl,    after    finishing   stamping    us    all, 

men,  for  the  most  part,  were  rather  o'd,  and  gave  us  to  another  girl.    She,  in  turn  took  us 

stooped.     Nearly  all  were  kind   looking,  with  to  her  machine,  where  the  selfsame  work  was 

cheery  faces,  though  they  seldom  spoke.    The  gone  through  and  we  were  all  printed  on  the 


THE  VILLANOVAN  9 

obverse  side.   Now,  indeed,  I  was  very  beautiful,  learned   I   was   a   "Two   Dollar   Bill",   what- 

adorned  on.  both  sides  with  beautiful  figures  ever  that  meant,     I   knew   I   was  of  greater 

and  lines,  and  moreover  valuable.    The  figure  value  than  the  metal  pieces,  or  at  least  some 

"2"  was  in  the  four  coriiers,  so  I  supposed  of  them;    because,  for  many  of  them,  some- 

that  was  my  value.  times  only  one  bill  would  be  given. 

Next,  we  were  cut  apart  in  another  machine.  Lying  there  watching  and  waiting  with 
I  had  now  finished  my  various  changes,  I  nothing  to  do  but  watch  and  wait,  I  began  to 
was  sure.  And,  indeed,  I  had  undergone  speculate  as  to  whom  I  should  be  given.  What 
enough.  First,  I  was  part  of  a  tree;  then,  would  he  be  like?  Would  he  be  one  of  the  well- 
pulp;  and,  finally,  stamped  paper.  But  what  dressed,  haughty  class,  or  one  of  the  polite 
was  to  happien  now?  That  was  the  all-important  ones?  How  would  he  use  me?  Of  course,  I 
question.  could  not  answer  any  of  these  questions,  but 

I  did  not  have  long  to  speculate^     I  was  I  just  had  to  do  something.    With  great  im- 

put  into  a  wagon,  which  ran  without  horses,  patience   I    noted   the   slowly   decreasing  pile 

and  which  made  a  terrible  noise  when  starting,  in  which  I  was.     My  turn  was  coming,  but 

This  time  I  was  conveyed  through  many  streets  not  fast  enough.    At  last  it  came.     I  was  on 

to  a  large  white,  stone  building,  with  bars  on  the  very  top.     Then  with  anxiety  I  watched 

all   the  lower  windows.     Here  more  men  in  the  window.     Who  would   be  the  next  man 

blue  received  us.    We  were  quickly  taken  to  to  apply.     Ah!     There   he   was   just   coming 

a  room  which  was  divided  off  by  partitions,  in  the  door.     He  was  tall',  broad-shouldered, 

though   they   did   not   extend   to   the   ceiling,  and  dressed  in  dsurk  brown.     But  his  counte- 

There  were  many  windows  in  the  partitions,  nance  interested   me  most.     It   had  little  to 

but,  instead  of  glass,  they  were  made  of  bars,  recommend  it  in  the  line  of  beauty,  but  it  had 

Here  I  was  left  lying,  along  with  many  others,  an  expression  that  would  not  fail  to  win  any- 

We  were  then  counted,  and  separated,  some  one  who  looked  upon  it,  and  to  yield  to  the 

remaining,   of  which   I    was   one,   and   others  feeling  of  confidence  it  created.     The  expres- 

were  taken  away.    The  men  all  seemed  very  sion    was    of    truth,    sincerity,    and    purpose, 

busy.    They  moved  noiselessly  here  and  there,  I    was    much    oleased   with    him,    and    hoped 

counted  small  pieces  of  shining  metal,  wrote  sincerely  that  to  him  I  should  be  given.     He 

in  books,   and  gave  out  pieces  of  paper  like  pulled  out  a  leathern  wallet,  took  from  it  some 

myself   to  men  who  presented   themselves  at  metal  pieces,  placed  them  on  the  shelf,  and 

the   barred   windows.     With   great   interest   I  said  that  magic  word  "Bills".     My  fear  and 

watched  those  who  came  to  the  windows  and  anxiety  increased  as  the  man  began  to  count 

tried  to  study  out  the  character  of  each  one.  them  and  to  get   the  bills.     He  appeared  to 

Some  came,   dressed   in   high   silk   hats,    full-  avoid  me.   He  reached  here  and  there  to  various 

dress  suits,  and  swinging  canes.     They,  as  a  piles,  but  not  to  mine.    My  heart  sank  within 

rule,  seemed  to  be  haughty  and  domineering,  me.     I  longed  to  be  given  to  that  man,  yet 

They  threw  down  small  pieces   of  paper,   or  it    seemed    impossible.      What!      Yes,     there 

bright    metal,    and    demanded    others.      They  comes  the  hand  of  the  man  again,   and  this 

seldom  asked  for  it.     The  men  inside  always  time  to  me.    He  took  me;    he  handed  me  out 

complied    with    great   respect    and    politeness,  through  the  bars,  along  with  the  others.    Ah, 

Others  came,   neither  so  well  dressed  nor  so  what  joy!    I  had  attained  my  wish, 

proud.      Some    were    even    cringing.      One    I  Carefully   my  kind   master   straightened   us 

remember  plainly.     He   was  a  tall,   red-faced  out  and  placed  us  in  that  wallet.     Then  he 

man,    plainly    dressed    in    black.      He    placed  folded  it.     We  creaked   and  crumbled   to  let 

the  shining  metal  on  the  shelf  under  the  window,  him  know  that  he  was  hurting  us,  but  all  to 

and   said   "Bills,    if  you  please."     I   saw  the  no  purpose.     I   thought  my  master  was   not 

man  inside  count  them,  then  hand  out  paper,  so  kind  as  at  first  he  seemed.    Then  I  recol- 

This  gave  me  new  light.     "Bills"?     So  that  lected  that  I  had  seen  many  others  fold  their 

is  what  man  calls  me.     In  the  same  way,  I  wallets,   and   thought   that,   perhaps,   all   men 


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do  it.   Then  I  was  not  creased  so  badly.    They  He  nodded  and  nodded,  sometimes,  as  it  seemed 

were  not  sharp,  and  perhaps,  would  come  out  to  me,  almost  falling  off  the  seat.    Then  he 

easily.    Thus  I,  in  my  own  mind,  excused  the  apparently    found    a   stable    support   for    the 

master.    So  it  is  in  the  life  of  men,  as  I  have  nodding  ceased,  and  his  deep,  regular  breathing 

since  learned.    They  pardon  many  things  in  gave  evidence  of  his  being  sound  asleep.    How 

those  they  love,  but  the  same  injury  coming  long  he  slept  I  never  can  tell,  for  he  was  yet 

from  one  who  is  not  a  friend,  seems  unbearable,  in  slumber   when   I  was   unjustly   and   in  a 

My  master  put  the  wallet  in  his  pocket,  dastardly  manner  torn  from  him.  A  hand 
All  became  dark.  I  then  felt  conscious  of  quickly,  but  gently,  oh,  so  gently,  moved 
motion,  and  could  hear  his  footsteps  resound-  down  along  his  breast,  and  took  the  wallet, 
ing  from  the  tile  floor.  The  door  creaked  a  I  knew  it  Wcis  not  right,  but  I  could  do  noth- 
little,  and  the  noise  of  the  street  became  plainly  ing.  How  the  theft  was  committed,  or  why 
audible.  He  walked  a  little  distance,  and  then  no  one  saw  and  prevented  it,  I  cannot  under- 
stopped.  The  rumbling  noise  of  a  street  car  stand.  Again  the  wallet  was  quickly  placed 
could  be  heard,  then  it  ceased.  My  master  in  another  oocket,  and  the  bearer  left  that 
entered  it,  and  we  were  off.  car   for  another.     There  he   opened   it.     My 

When  I  again  saw  the  light  of  day,  my  master  first  glance  was  cast  upon  his  face.     To  my 

with  his  wallet  in  his  hand,  was  standing  in  surprise,    it    was    a    handsome    countenance, 

front  of  a  window,   just  like  the  one  where  free  and  open.     It  was  marked   by  no   sign 

he  had  received  me.    He  took  out  some  bills;  of  dissipation.     The  eyes,  dark  blue  in  color, 

but,   to  my  joy,   I   remained.     For   them  he  only  gave  evidence  by  their  rapid  movement, 

received  a  small  piece  of  thick,  white  paper,  of  the  restlessness  of  the  soul  beneath.     He 

which  though  printed  on  both  sides,  was  not  was  young,  having  attained  the  age  of  twenty- 

so  pretty  as  the  bills.    I  could  not  understand  five.      Yet    despite    his    youthful    appearance 

it.     A  little  piece  of  printed  paper  was  more  and  fine  appearance,  he  was  a  thief  and  old 

valuable  than  myself;    and  I  so  beautiful.  in  crime.    He  took  all  the  bills  out  of  the  wallet 

While    I    was    thus   meditating,    the    wallet  and   placed   them  loosely   in   his   coat-pocket, 

was  closed  and  my  master  started  off.    Sounds  while   the   wallet   itself    was    thrown    out   the 

of  cars  and  engines  came  to  me,  but  I  could  window.     I   rattled   and  creaked  but  no  one 

see  nothing.     He  ascended   a  few  steps,   and  paid  me  the  least  attention.    The  pocket  was 

then  sat  down.     Now,  to  my  sorrow,  I  have  dirty    and    odoriferous.     Tobacco    and    liquor 

terrible  things   to  relate.     Oh !     why  did   my  united  to  give  off  a  smell  nearly  overpowering, 

master  ever  enter  that  car?    What  cruel  fate  Moreover,  it  was  warm,  and  I,  who  had  shortly 

had  so  deer  ed?     Yet  he  had  entered  it,  and  before  been  so  clean  and  stiff,  was  now  dirty 

nothing  but  trouble,  both  for  him  and  myself,  and  limp.    It  was  a  sad  change  from  the  cool, 

came  from  it.  sweet  scented  wallet  of  my  rightful  owner. 

The  train  all  this   time  kept  on  its  steady 

way.     The  wheels  pounded   the  rails  with  a 

Chapter  V  certain    rhythm,    which    very    soon    changed 

to  monotony.     I  felt  sad.     I  had  just  entered 

The  train  started  off  very  smoothly.  My  upon  life,  you  might  say,  and  already  I  had 
master  was  reading  the  paper  and  smoking  seen  a  very  wicked  deed  committed.  My 
a  cigar.  How  peaceful  he  felt,  all  unconscious  faith  in  mankind  was  fast  departing,  and  had 
of  the  coming  storm!  I  was  resting  very  com-  it  not  been  for  the  image  of  my  first  master, 
fortably  in  his  inside  coat-pocket,  safe  in  his  which  continually  rose  before  me,  I  think, 
presence,  and  desiring  nothing  else.  For  nearly  I  would  never  again  trust  a  human  being, 
an  hour  he  remained  in  nearly  the  same  posture.  After  some  time  of  continual  travel,  the 
But  whether  it  was  the  monotonous  rumbling  train  stopped  and  my  bearer  got  off.  We 
of  the  wheels,  or  his  prolonged  reading,  or  were  in  another  city.  I  could  hear  the  foot- 
perhaps  both,  I  do  not  know,  but  he  fell  asleep,  steps  of  the  people  passing  by,  the  cars,  and 


THE  VILLANOVAN  U 

the  wagons.  Where  I  was  I  had  no  idea.  I  lost  interest,  and  finally  ceased  playing  alto- 
could  not  see  where  I  was  being  taken,  but  gether.  Each  gathered  up  his  winnings,  which 
my  master  was  going  along  at  a  swift  pace,  were  very  large,  and  placed  the  money  in  his 
At  last,  he  entered  a  house,  walked  up  a  flight  pockets.  My  master  still  retained  me;  and 
of  stairs,  gave  three  peculiar  knocks,  and  being  I,  along  with  the  others,  was  again  put  into 
answered,  walked  in,  the  door  banging  shut  that  vile  pocket.  Then  the  two  began  to  talk, 
after  him.  Many  voices  shouted  out  a  greet-  first  of  the  future  work  of  the  gang,  but  neither 
ing  to  him;  he  shook  hands  with  many  per-  seemed  very  enthusiastic  about  it.  Both  knew 
sons  and  then  sat  down.  With  great  gusto  that  the  strong  arm  of  the  law,  personified  in 
he  told  of  his  recent  successes  in  his  nefarious  the  persons  of  detectives,  was  in  hot  pursuit, 
calling;  and  others,  too,  told  some  of  theirs.  The  captain,  though  known  very  well,  had  so 
AH  seemed  to  be  hardened  criminals,  and  some  far  escaped  apprehension.  My  master  expressed 
were  even  murderers.  Some,  too,  had  spent  a  desire  to  give  up  the  life;  and,  to  my  sur- 
time  in  prison,  and  others  were  on  the  verge  prise,  the  captain  expressed  the  same  intention, 
of  it.  From  all  that  I  gathered,  they  were  a  Their  motives  were  good,  too,  or  seemed  to  be. 
gang  of  thieves,  banded  together  after  a  fashion.  Both  seemed  tired  of  the  constant  excitement 
acknowledging  a  sort  of  common  leader,  but  and  crime,  and  expressed  desires  for  a  better 
they  united  for  big  things  only;  otherwise,  life.  The  captain  had  entered  the  gang  merely 
th'^y  worked  singly  or  in  pairs.  for  the  excitement  such  a  life  offered.    He  did 

Soon,  a  game  of  cards  was  proposed  and  not  follow  the  trade  from  necessity,  but  from 

all   acquiesced.     AH   gathered   about   a   table,  pleasure.     Now   the   pleasure  was   gone,    and 

and  put  thei    money  directly  in  front  of  them,  the    enormity    of    his    crimes   alone   remained 

My  maste:  placed  me  on  the  top  of  his  pile,  to  haunt  him.     He  could,    he   said    go  back 

so  that  I  could  see  everything  that  went  on.  to  a  respectable  life,   assume  his  own  name, 

But  such  a  sight !    There  were  eight  or  ten  men  and   perhaps  atone,   in  some  degree,    for   the 

gathered  around  a  small  table  all  eager  for  gain,  many  wrongs  he  had  committed. 

Their  faces,  with  the  exception  of  my  master  I  sincerely  pitied  my  master  when  I  heard 

and  one  other,  bore  marks  of  terribly  sinful  him  tell  this  history  of  his  past  life.    "I  was,'" 

lives.    Vices  of  every  kind  were  plainly  written  he  said,  "the  first  son  of  good  parents,  of  the 

there.    My  master  seemed  to  be  the  youngest  middle  class  of  society.    Having  finished  school! 

man  present,  and  the  newest  member  of  that  early,  I  began  to  work  in  a  large  factory.    My 

crowd.     He,  as  I  said  before,  had  a  free  and  work  was  easy  and  the  pay  good.    Father  and 

open  face.    The  other  exception  was  the  man  mother  were  set  on  making  a  lawyer  of  my 

they    all    called    "Captain".     He    was    above  brother.     I    had   refused    a   higher    education,, 

all  the  others  in  general  appearance  and  educa-  so  I  turned  all  my  wages  in  to  help  my  brother, 

tion.     He  seemed  born  to  command,  but  not  We   two   were   the   only   children,    and   words 

such  a  motley  crew  as  that.     I  noticed  that  can  never  tell  how  our  parents  loved  us.    My 

he   seemed    to   be   more   friendly    toward   my  brother  worked  at  al  sorts  of  odd  jobs  in  the 

master  than  any  of  the  others.  evening,  even  while  going  to  school.     He  and 

At  first,  only  small  sums  were  wagered,  I  loved  each  other  dearly,  and  when  I  i^aw 
but  as  the  players  warmed  to  the  game,  the  how  hard  he  worked,  just  to  please  father  and 
stakes  and  excitement  increased.  One  by  one,  mother,  I,  too,  worked  harder  to  help  him. 
the  men  had  to  withdraw  as  they  had  lost  But  all  our  plans  had  to  be  laid  aside.  My 
their  all.  The  number  dw'ndled  to  two  my  beloved  father  caught  cold  one  night  coming 
master  and  the  captain.  They  held  all  the  home  from  work,  and  in  a  few  days  died  of 
money  of  the  others.  The  crowd  stood  around  pneumonia.  ' 
and  looked  on,  some  encouraging  the  captain,  The  old  saying  about  troubles  coming  to- 
very  few  my  master.  But  even  they  grew  tired  gether  proved  on'y  too  true  in  our  case.  The 
of  that  and  by  degrees  all  left  the  room.  The  bank  in  which  our  money  was  deposited,  failed, 
players  themselves,  now  that  they  were  alone,  and  we  suffered   heavily   with  all   the   others 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


These  two  calamities  were  bad  enough,  but 
I  added  more.  I  worked  with  men  who  drank 
and  gambled.  I  began  to  frequent  their  society, 
and  soon  I  was  as  bad  as  the  others.  My 
wages,  1  still  faithfully  turned  over  to  my 
mother,  but  gambling,  drinking,  and  boon 
companions  take  money.  Yet  I  could  not 
deprive  my  mother.  I  then  began  my  career 
of  crime.  Of  course,  I  convinced  myself  that 
I  wav  not  stealing,  only  borrowing,  but  I  took 
money  belonging  to  others.  I  fully  intended 
to  pay  back  all,  when  I  won  at  cards,  but  I 
never  won.  I  wa  a  thief,  and  my  name  was 
ruined.  My  act  was  discovered,  and  the  loss 
of  my  position  followed.  Then  I  became 
desperate.  My  mother  was  heartbroken. 
She  and  my  brother  paid  back  what  I  had 
stolen,  and  no  word  of  complaint  ever  passed 
their  lips.  They  tried  to  win  me  back  by  kind- 
ness, but  I  was  deaf  to  their  silent  entreaties. 
My  brother  left  school  and  opened  a  shoe- 
xepairing  shop.  I  even  stole  from  him.  Then 
1  could  stand  my  mother's  uncomplaining 
silence  no  longer.  I  left  home.  As  yet  I  had 
•evaded  the  law,  not  through  my  own  manage- 
anent,  but  through  the  kindness  of  others. 
But  forbearance  has  a  lim  t,  and  I  should 
have  soon  been  in  court,  had  I  not  left  the 
state.  I  asLOciated  with  a'l  the  outcasts  of 
soc  ety.  Yet  I  never  descended  to  their  level. 
I  drank,  but  not  like  them.  I  stole,  but  differ- 
ently from  them.  At  first,  I  wrote  to  my 
brother,  but  then  they  had  to  move,  because 
of  the  name  I  had  left  behind  me,  and  I  failed 
to  write,  and  so  lost  track  of  them.  Such, 
Captain  has  been  my  past.  The  rest  you  know, 
for  then  I  joined  your  band.  The  future  will 
be  different.  I  am  going  to  quit,  and  that 
soon.  For  a  while,  I  lost  heavily  at  cards 
and  I  am  deeply  in  debt  to  some  of  the  men. 
They  look  askance  at  me  even  now.  I  cannot 
go  until  they  are  paid.  Just  one  day  more 
like  today,  and  I  may  go.  But  that  day  must 
come  quickly,  for  they  will  not  tolerate  my 
tardiness  much  longer."  The  captain  simply 
replied,  "We  will  quit  together." 

With  these  good  resolutions  the  two  parted — 
the  captain  to  go  to  see  about  his  several  men, 
my  master  to  stroll  about  the  town. 

His  thoughts  were  deep  and  sad  as  he  wan- 


dered about.  I  judged  this  from  the  listlfessness 
of  his  walk,  and  sometimes  from  what  I  heard 
him  say  to  himself.  His  beloved  mother  and, 
brother  were  constantly  haunting  him.  He 
would  form  p'ans  for  his  new  life,  and  then 
he  would  come  back  to  the  present  by  thinking 
of  his  debts  yet  to  be  paid.  His  comrades 
would  be  satisfied  if  once  he  could  pay  them. 
Perhaps  if  he  remained,  he  could  become  leader. 
Those  claims  must  be  paid.  But  how?  Long, 
I  think,  he  pondered  this  question,  yet  he  seemed 
to  find  no  conclusion. 

At  last,  he  entered  a  building.  I  heard  him 
ask  a  man  to  mend  his  shoe.  "  It  needed  little," 
he  said,  "and  he  was  in  a  hurry."  The  reply 
must  have  been  satisfactory,  for  he  gave  his 
shoe  to  the  other,  and  he  himself  sat  down  to 
wait.  He  took  out  his  bills,  and  began  finger- 
ing them.  I  was  singled  out.  The  others  were 
replaced  in  the  pocket.  I  could  now  see  the 
whole  shop  very  plainly.  My  master  was 
sitting  on  a  box,  just  to  the  right  as  you  entered 
the  door.  His  back  rested  against  a  case,  con- 
taining polish,  brushes,  and  shoe  strings. 
Directly  opposite,  close  to  the  wall  was  the 
working  bench.  It  was  low,  terribly  low,  I 
thought,  yet  it  appeared  comfortable  and 
handy.  The  tools  and  leather  and  shoes  were 
scattered  about,  some  on  the  bench,  others 
on  the  floor.  On  the  left  of  the  bench  was  a 
large  window,  looking  out  into  the  street, 
and  affording  very  good  light  by  day.  A  lamp, 
suspended  from  the  ceiling  furnished  illumina- 
tion by  night.  To  the  right  of  the  bench  was 
a  large  tub  of  water.  I  could  not  see  what 
could  be  its  use.  Then  on  past  that,  extend- 
ing to  the  end  of  the  shop,  were  shelves  com- 
pletely filled  with  patterns.  One  window 
was  in  that  end  of  the  shop;  otherwise,  it 
was  bare.  On  our  side  of  the  room,  a  closed 
closet  of  dark  wood,  a  door  leading  off  to  an- 
other room,  or  a  flight  of  stairs,  another  row 
of  shelves,  upon  which  was  the  finished  work, 
a  rolling  machine,  and  t^e  show  case  filled  up 
all  the  space,  except  a  little  alcove  in  which 
was  the  sewing  machine  at  which  the  man 
was  now  working.  His  back  was  to  me.  He 
had  a  mass  of  curly  black  hair,  and  massive 
shoulders.  He  appeared,  as  far  as  I  could 
judge,  to  be  qu'te  young. 


THE  VILLANOVAN       .•      .  13 

While  I  was  thus  surveying  the  room,  and,  like  today  and  we  may  buy  both  home  and  store, 

to  some  degree,   the  owner  of  it,   he  finished  Then    you    will    have   more   comforts."      The 

sewing  and   turned   around.     He  was  young,  mother  was  rejoiced,  but,  just  as  all  mothers, 

almost  youthful.    His  face  was  open,  his  smile  she    thought    of    others    before    herself.      She 

engaging.    But  with  all  his  gayety,  a  chastening  thought  of  the  ruined  life  of  her  absent  one, 

sorrow  seemed   to  pervade  him,   which  made  and  the  blighted  prospects  of  the  other.     She 

him   only   the   more   attractive.     My   master  seemed  discouraged.    She  spoke  of  the  trouble 

handed  me  to  him.    I  was  glad,  yet  I  was  sad  neighbors  had  caused  formerly  by  their  inces- 

to  depart  from  even  this  thief.     I  wanted  to  sant  talk  about  her  and  her  lost  child.     Per- 

be  with  him  when  he  changed  his  manner  of  haps,  it  would  all  come  out  again,  and  again 

life.     The  cobbler  tried  to  make  the  change  they  would  be  forced  to  move.    But  no!    said 

but  could  not.    He  left  the  room  and  returned  the  hopeful  son;    his  brother  and  his  brother's 

bearing  a  canvas  bag  well  filled  with  money,  name  were  far  away,  and  peace  and  good  fortune 

both    bills    and    coin.      My    master    trembled  smiled  upon  them. 

when  he  saw  it.     His   temptation  was  upon  The    night    advanced,    the    supper    ended, 

him.     The   change   was   made,    a   few   words  Still,  the  mother  and  son  talked  on;   the  mother 

passed   between  the   two  men,   and   then   the  desiring    and    fearing    for    her    wayward    son; 

door  closed  upon  my  second  master,  a  thief,  the  son  cheering  and  comforting  the  mother, 

but  now,  I  hoped,  a  prodigal  son.  Final^^    after  everything  was  cleaned  and  put 

The  cobbler  put  the  bag  in  a  drawer  and  away,  they  separated  for  the  night.     To  my 

resumed  his  interrupted  work.     I   could  hear  surprise,    the   son   forgot    his   money-bag.      It 

hammer    and    rasp.     He   even   sang    a    little,  was  left  lying  on  the  table.     In  a  short  time. 

His   voice   was  pleasant,   but   it   contained   a  all  became  quiet  except  for   the  regular  and 

note  of  sadness.    Then  I  heard  him  stop,  put  deep  breathing  of   the  cobbler.     I    heard   the 

away  his  tools,  and  lock  up  for  the  day.    He  clock  strike  eleven,  twelve,  and  so  on  to  two 

took  the  bag  with  him  and  groped  his  way  o'clock  the  next  morning.     Then  I   thought  I 

to  the  door.     His  voice  rang  out   loud   and  heard  a  sound,  as  of  a  board  creaking  under  the 

clear  in  greeting  to  his  mother.    Ah!    the  shoe-  weight  of  someone  walking.     I  listened  more 

maker  was  in  his  home  now.           ■_  intently,  and  the  sound  was  repeated.     Why,' 

I  do  not  know,  but  that  noise  sounded  ominous 

Chapter  VI  to  me.     Again  the  boards  creaked.     I   could 

almost  feel   the   presence  of   some   one.     The 

As  a  rule,  people  do  not  like  to  have  the  door   slowly   opened.     It  made  a  very   slight 

privacy  and  secrecy  of  their  homes  violated,  screeching  sound.     Then  all  was  as  silent  as 

as  I  am  going  to  violate  the  privacy  and  secrecy  the    tomb.      Padded,    groping    footsteps    ap- 

of  the  fireside  of  this  cobbler.    But,  you  reader,  proached.    Then  a  hand  took  hold  of  the  bag, 

will  agree  with  me,  when  you  have  read,  that  and  quickly  opened  it.     A  gasp,  a  suppressed 

I    have   told   nothing    that   does  not   redound  cry   sounded.     I    was   drawn    out.     A    bright 

greatly  to  the  honor  of  that  family.    So  I  will  flashlight    nearly    blinded   me,    but   when   my 

tell  all  that  I  saw  and  heard  in  that  modest,  eyes  became  accustomed   to  it,   I   saw,    there 

peaceful  home.  before  me,  the  face  of  my  former  master,  the 

The  cobbler  spoke  in  a  most  cheery  manner,  thief.      His    face    was   drawn    and    worn,    the 

of  the  events  of  the  day,  his  different  patrons,  eyes  glittered  with  satisfaction.     This  was   a 

and  the  news  he  had  gathered.     I  could  hear  great  haul  for  him.    Then  again  I  heard  a  door 

his  mother  bustling  about,  rattling  dishes  and  open.     The  robber's  light  went  out,   yet  the 

silverware.     I  could  smell  the  appetizing  odors  room  was  lighted.     In  the  open  door,  in  the 

of  supper.    No  other  person  was  about.    They  full  glare  of  a  gas-light  behind  her,  stood  the 

were   alone.      "Mother,"    said    the    son,    "we  cobbler's  mother.     The  robber  gave  one  look, 

can  soon  have  our  own  home.    Today  business  his  nerves  tightened,  he  trembled,  he  spoke  in 

was  exceptionally  good.     Just  one  more   day  a    whisper    just    two    words,    "My    mother!" 


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Those  two  words  contained  volumes.  Here 
was  the  son  about  to  rob  his  mother  and  brother. 
Could  he  do  it?  His  hand  shook  violently. 
I  could  imagine  his  thoughts.  He  had  failed 
to  recognize  his  brother  in  the  day,  but  now 
he  saw  before  him  his  mother,  whom  he  had 
injured  so  deeply.  Did  she,  would  she  recognize 
him?  God  forbid.  Here  indeed  was  a  situation 
— the  son  in  great  need  of  money  to  save  his 
alrcj^y  stained  honor,  money  sufficient  for 
this  was  in  his  hand.  But  that  money  be- 
longed to  his  mother.  Could  he  take,  and  pay 
his  gambling  debts,  or  leave  it  and  face  the 
gang?    Would  he  do  it? 

For  nearly  a  minute  both  stood  thus:  the 
mother  afraid  to  enter,  the  son  fearing  to 
move,  lest  he  should  become  known.  And 
all  that  time  the  struggle  was  going  on  in  the 
man's  heart.  The  good  in  him  won.  He  dropped 
the  bills  and  ran  from  the  house. 

The  noise  wakened  the  cobbler.  He  came 
hurrying  from  his  bedroom.  Explanations 
followed.  A  light  was  struck.  They  carefully 
counted  the  money.  None  was  missing.  In 
their  joy  all  thought  of  pursuit  escaped  their 
minds.  Very  carefully  was  all  the  money 
hidden,  and  again  all  became  quiet. 

The  next  day,  I  was  put  in  a  bank  for  safe 
keeping.     I  was  now  in  a  sad  plight.     I  was 


dirty,  creased,  and  even  torn  a  little.  The 
bank  officers  seeing  my  wretched  state,  laid  me 
aside.  Then  I,  with  many  others,  in  like  con- 
dition, were  packed  in  boxes.  A  journey  fol- 
lowed. 

To  my  surprise,  I  found  myself  in  the  white 
stone  building  with  the  partitions  and  barred 
windows.  Here  we  were  all  counted  and  sorted 
by  women,  and  then  ground  up  again.  I  was 
pressed  into  this  shape.  You  purchased  me, 
and  treated  me  kindly  until  tonight.  When 
you  placed  me  on  your  table,  I  thought  that 
peace  had  come  to  me;  but  just  now  you  tried 
to  burn  me.  Take  pity  upon  me.  I  served 
man's  purposes  and  now  I  am  worthless.  Re- 
member my  trials  and  sorrows,  and  you  will 
have  to  admit  that  my  life  as  a  "Two  Dollar 
Bill"  was  a  stormy  one. 

Here  the  voice  ceased  talking.  Carefully 
I  placed  the  miniature  on  the  table.  I  looked 
at  the  clock.  It  was  just  about  to  strike  mid- 
night. The  rain  was  still  beating  against  the 
windows,  the  wind  was  still  whistling  around 
the  casements.  My  pipe  was  out.  The  log 
fire  was  low.  With  perplexed  thoughts  I  be- 
took myself  to  bed  to  dream  of  "Secundus" 
and  to  live  over  in  my  dreams  the  scenes  of 
his  life. 


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THE  VILLANOVAN  15 


Consolation — ^A  Sonnet 

By  Emmett  a.  Flynn 

learns  tW  autumnal  sun  thro'  mother-trees, 
Gilding  the  children-leaves,  as  if  He  meant 
Their  faithful  love  to  pay, — their  mother's  mission  spent. 

Did  she  not  cherish  them  thro'  trial  and  ease? 
Her  early  offspring,  clothed  in  green  to  please. 
In  joyous  spring  had  flown,  their  task  fulfilled. 
Still  cling  thejaithful,  e'en  when  frosts  have  chilled. 
Lo!  gold  their  raiment,  floating  on  the  breeze! 

So,  from  man's  earthly  life,  some  early  go 
To  reign  in  bliss  with  uod,  their  task  complete — 
Whate'er  their  portion,  'twill  be  what  is  meet! 
But  we  who  stay  to  do  our  tasks  more  low 
Still  shall  be  tried  until  we  prove  our  gold. 
And  then  receive  our  joy  a  hundred  fold. 


J^^mm 


16  .  THE  VI.LLANOVAN 


The  Village  Graveyard 

By  John  F.  Burns 

The  restless  waves  in  tossing  billows  surge; 
The  ocean  sings  an  everlasting  dirge, 
As  if  to  lull  the  spirit  of  the  dead 
Who  sleep  unquiet  in  its  watery  bed. 

But  come !  and  in  a  place  from  tumult  free 
Behold  the  lonesome  graveyard's  stilly  sea, 
Where  motionless  and  green  the  billows  rise^ 
•  Their  grassy  crests  uplifted  toward  the  skies 
And  flecked  with  flowery  spray  of  blossoms  fair, 
Tranquilly  pendent  on  the  windless  air. 

Here,  lulling  murmurs  ever  softly  sound, 
Like  distant  ocean  surges  rumbling  round. 
Yet  here  no  mighty  motion  moves  the  deep ; 
The  mounded  waves  are  still,  as  if  asleep. 
While  undersongs  of  bees  the  place  pervade. 
Like  distant  echoes  from  th'  eternal  shade. 


THE  VILLANOVAN  17 

The  Province  and  Departments  of  a  College  Magazine 

By  Arthur  B.  Maxwell 

THE  college  student  lives  in  a  world  of  element  in  education.    It  may  easily  tear  down 

manifold  phases.    Every  class^we  might  or  instruct.    The  editorials  of  the  day  are  too 

say,  every  student — has  peculiar  educa-  often  full   of  jingoism  and  false  ideas.     The 

tional    pursuits    and    recreations.     Oftentimes  stories   and  poems,   when  not   too   local,   are 

it  happens,  that  only  those  directly  concerned  greatly   appreciated   and   develop   the   talents 

know  what   the  respective  classes  are  doing,  and  genius  of  the  author  and  poet.    Too  much 

Hence,   a  pleasing   and  profitable  means  has  care,   however,  cannot  be  taken,   even  in   so 

been  found  to  comprehend  all  these  activities  little  a  matter  as  the  joke  column.     It  may 

in  one — The  College  Magazine.  be    divided    into    the   personal    and    elevating 

It  behooves  us,  then,  to  determine  the  object,  joke.    The  personal  may  enter  in,  but  should 

the   province,    the    departments — in    fine,   the  be   judiciously   handled.     Our   humor   or   wit 

true  economy,  of  a  college  magazine.    Success  should  always  tend  to  the  elevating, 

in  a  project  involves  clear  and  distinct  knowl-  Though  the  college  be  a  world  in  itself,  and 

edge  of  its  object.    We  cannot  hit  the  mark  a  very  busy  one  at  that,  it  is  not  apart  from 

unless  we  locate  the   target.     Random   shots  the    world.      Men    are    educating    themselves 

rarely     strike     home.       Efficiency     demands  to  carry  on  the  business  and  work  of  the  world, 

economy.     Economy    eliminates   waste.     The  They   should   keep   their   future   work   before 

object   of   a   college   magazine    is    to   educate  them  always  by  bringing  it  often  into  their 

in  every  branch  of  college  life.    It  presents  a  daily  life.     The  student  should   write  essays 

threefold  aspect:    it  brings  the  college  before  on  what  the  world  is  doing.     Here  is  oppor- 

the   world;     it    brings    the   world    before    the  tunity  for  a  department  of  college  life  to  engage 

college;  it  welds  the  bonds  of  mutual  fellowship  in  what  it  seldom  appreciates.     The  engineer 

between    student    and    student,    and    between  seldom  takes  part  in  literary  efforts.    He  should 

the  students  and  their  Alma  Mater.  write  essays  on  his  own  subject.     He  should 

For  ultimate  success,  we  must  not  restrict  make  us  acquainted  with  the  great  questions 

purselves    too   much    or    make    the    magazine  of  the  day  in  electricity,  chemistry,  and  the 

exclusively  local.    This  will  be  done  by  setting  many  phases  of  engineering.     There  are  also 

college  life  before  the  world  in  its  true  colors;  great    questions    in    economics,    politics,    and 

by  arousing  the  interest  of  the  outside  world,  general   conditions   of   the   country   that   may 

Many  people  have  ah  erroneous  idea  of  college  be    profitably    considered.      What    time   more 

life.    They  immediately  associate  college  boys  favorable  than  the  present   for  such  questions 

with   fashionable   clothes,    extravagant    tastes,  of    importance    to   be    discussed.     The    world, 

and  Rah,  Rah-ism.    This  idea  will  be  quickly  is   in   a  great  fever  of   agitation   and   unrest, 

dissipated  in  the  face  of  the  knowledge  of  col-  The    difficulty    will    eventually    resolve    itself 

lege  activities.    Special  attention  may  be  paid  into  an  economic,  political,  and  social  one. 

to  essays,  editorials,  stories,  and  poems;    and  For    the   success   of    any   college,    bonds    of 

even  the  good  derived  from  a  joke  column  is  fellowship  and  good- will  must  be  welded    be- 

apparent.     Great  care  should  be  exercised  in  tween    the   students   themselves   and    a   spirit 

all   of    these   branches    and   the   false   notions  of    loyalty    between    the    students    and    their 

be  eliminated.     There  is  no  better  means  to  Alma  Mater.     This  is  very  strongly  fostered 

bring    out    the    personality    of     the    students  by    interest    of    the   students    for    each    other 

than  the  essay.     In  it  he  learns  to  appreciate  and  for  their  school.     Essays  on  college  ways 

his  own   ideas  and   develop  originality.     The  and  means  should  be  written  and  find  a  place 

editorial  is  a  highly  appreciated  and  valuable  in   the  college  paper.     College  stories   arouse 


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gredt   enthusiasm   among   students    and   keep  problems  in  literature,  history,  and  philosophy, 

alive  the  college  spirit  and  memories  of  college  This,  indeed,  would  require  the  services|of  a 

jj^yg^  •  competent  person,  who  might  also  give  advice 

^^  0  study  best,  how  to  take  notes,  how 

It  seems  to  us  that  two  new'  topics  may  be  ^o  keep  a  commonplace  book— in  a  word, 
entered  upon  here— two  that  we  have  never  direct  us  to  the  many  short-cuts  to  the  field 
seen  m  a  college  magazme,  yet  topics  of  interest  ^f  knowledge.  It  is  the  deplorable  cause  of 
and  sources  of  much  mformation  and  pleasure,  ^uch  loss  of  time  and  energy,  thatfmany  stu- 
One  of  the  greatest  factors  in  education  in  ^ents  do  not  know  how  to  study.  Hence,  this 
good  books.  An  mterest  in  reading  should  department,  we  feel  sure,  would  be  a  well- 
be  stimulated  and  guided  by  a  book-review  gp^j^g  ^f  profitable  instruction  and  curious 
column.     This,   however,   may   not  be  within  information 

the  sphere  of  a  student,  but  could  be  placed         in  consideration  of  the  scope  of  a  college 

m  the  hands  of  a  competent  member  of  the  magazine  and  its  manifold  fields  of  operation, 

faculty.  who,  then,  can  doubt  the  great  benefitsjthat 

There  are  also,  in  studies  and  in  everyday  must    accrue    from    its    proper    management? 

matters,    difficult    points    that    arise    for    the  From  a  full  realization  of  its  importance  and 

average   student,    which   might  be   considered  utility,  from  concentrated  efforts  for  its  thor- 

in  a  department  of  information  or  a  Question  ough  development,  may  the  College  Magazine 

Box.    Here  may  enter  disputed  points  on  pro-  rival,  as  a  classic,  the  renown  of  the  Spectator, 

nunciation,  grammar,  and  rhetoric,  and  obscure  the  Rambler,  or  the  Edinburgh  Review. 


A  Rondeau 


To  sit  and  dream  is  my  delight, 
And  truths  and  vereties  undo, 
While  coupling  up  some  fact  untrue, 
With  glorious  dreams — your  proselyte! 

To  picture  god  and  parasite, 

To  vanquish  fiends,  ay  demons  too! 

To  sit  and  dream. 

We  never  see  you  in  true  light — 
Delusive,  futile,  jalse — His  true; 
But  while  you  please  we'll  never  rue, 
Although  your  mood  be  uncontrite. 
To  sit  and  dream. 

Jack  Donovan. 


THE  VILLANOYAN  19 


The  Trusted  Thief 

By  John  O'Brien 

Chapter  VII  "What's  wrong,  now?"  asked  an  office  boy 

MRS.  HARMON  had  proven   herself  a  of  his  companion.              ' 

worthy  wife.     Every  moment  of   the  "Oh — the  Lord's   going   to  marry  well   off, 

day    was    spent    with    her    husband.  I   guess,"  whispered   the  other  with   a  laugh. 

The  doctor's  skill  and  the  soothing  balm  of  Walter    dropped    into    his    chair.      He    had 

time  soon  restored  the  wounded  limb.     Then  indeed    neglected    to    explain    the    reason    for 

Mrs.    Harmon    had    persuaded    the    physician  breaking  the  agreement  with  Wells,   and   the 

to  permit  her  husband  to  leave  his  couch  and  many  occupations  of  the  past  few  weeks  had 

to  be  pushed  about  in  an  invalid  chair.    This  prevented    his    visiting    Miss    Greer..     "But 

was  only  a  means  devised  by  Harmon  to  hasten  why  didn't  she  give  me  a  hearing?"  wondered 

his  return  to  Wall  Street.       "          f  Harmon.    He  seized  the  letter  again  and  read, 

A  little  more  than  a  week  had  passed.    The  "You  need  not  seek  to  explain  or  congratulate 

affairs  at  Wall  Street  were  thriving.     Walter  me,  for  my  love  and  I  have  gone  where  I  don't 

had  grasped  the  opportunity  of  proving  him-  wish  you  to  come." 

self  equal  to  the  task  of  representing  his  father  "We,"  gasped  Walter.    "TraitOr,  you'll  regret 

and  results  showed  he  had  been  quite  competent  this.    You  may  have  your  love,  my  lady,  and 

in  the  work.  you    may  find    that   treachery   cannot   betray 

All    concerned    with    the   firm   were    deeply  the  truth.    A  traitor  marked  is  worth  two  at 

absorbed    at    their    desks.     Walter    had    just  large."^^^^^^^^^  ^^^^^^^^^^^^V^^^^^^^^^^  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^                  ^            • 

read  the  social  column  of  the  morning  papers.  Here  the  office  door  was  pushed  open  and 

His  eyes  suddenly  started  when  they  fell  on  Mr.    Harmon    was    wheeled    into    the    room, 

the   announcement   of   Miss   Greer's   marriage  Every  man  present   arose  and   welcomed   the 

to  Wells  on  the  previous  evening.  invalid.    Surprise,  comfort,  support,  and  every 

"Mistake,"  he  shouted,   "can't  be!     I'll  go  means  of  admiration  greeted  hirai.    The  sudden 

and  see  for  myself."  outburst  naturally  found  appreciation   in   the 

He  arose  to  go  when  the  postman  entered  old  man's  heart.    He  smiled  and  thanked  each 

and  handed   one   of   the  boys  several  letters,  in  his  turn  for  the  warm  reception,     Walter 

Walter  noticed   the  mail   carrier  and  paused,  was  as  much  surprised  as  the  others,  but  none 

The   attendant   handed    the   envelopes   to    his  had  the  welcome  at  heart  like  unto  his.    The 

employer's  son  and  withdrew.    Young  Harmon  porter   halted    the   vehicle   just   on    the   place 

glanced  over  the  addresses.     One  came  from  where  Mr.  Harmon  had  fallen  on  the  evening 

Montana,  and  several  from  New  York  and  the  of  the  shooting,  and  Mr.  Harmon's  keen  observa- 

proximate  vicinity.  tion   soon  remarked   the  coincidence.     Walter 

"Mr.  Wallis  Harmon,  Jr.",  he  read.    "That's  could  hardly  withstand   the  pang  of  remorse 

mine!"     He  broke  the  seal  and  read  its  con-  that   was   surging    in    his   breast.     He   longed 

tents.    As  he  perused  the  lines  his  face  showed  for  the  courage  to  confess  all  to  his  Dad,  and 

a   changed    expression.     The    note   was    from  like    the   prodigal,    ask   for    a   servant's    place 

Alice — and    she    had    been  faith  ul    to    Wells'  in  his  father's   house.     But  before  confessing 

request.  his    own    guilt,    he   must   clear    the    suspicion 

"Great    Lord    of    Heaven    and    earth,"    ex-  from   Dowd's   name.     He  had   determined    to 

claimed  Walter.    "Married  with  Wells!    Faith-  reveal   his   deed   to  his   parents,   but   he   was 

less!    Coward!    Rejection!"  unable  to  sum  up  sufficient  courage  to  do  so. 

Several  of  those  present  looked  up  and  smiled  After    many    moments    of    happy    reunion 

at  the  ridiculousness  of    such  a  combination.  Mr.  Harmon  was  pushed  to  his  desk.     There 


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were  several  letters  to  be  opened  and  Walter 
acted  as  secretary  in  opening  them.  ^r 

"Mr.  W.  Harmon,  Sr.";i ;.;  '^.-.y^-^y:^^^^^^^^^ 

"Yes,"  remarked  the  old  man.  (The  letter 
was  from  Dowd.)  "My  dear  Sir,"  he  muttered. 
He  read  on.  His  face  reddened.  "By  George," 
he  exclaimed.  "The  thief  has  confessed.  Five 
thousand  dollars!"  A  man  whom  I  trusted 
with  my  life's  secrets.  *  Pardon  the  hasty 
departure,'  he  writes.  I'll  pardon  him — ^when 
I  lay  hold  of  him!'':v;::,^^;  :;.,:^;::^;:.^^;-.y 

The  words  of  Mr.  Harmon  were  accompanied 
by  intermittent  poundings  on  the  desk.  These 
physical  phenomena  produced  a  twofold  effect 
in  Walter's  mind — his  father  was  regaining  his 
former  strength  quite  rapidly,  and  there  was 
little  hope  of  softening  the  old  man's  heart 
toward  the  thief.  Walter  had  become  so  accus- 
tomed to  insinuations  from  his  father,  that 
he  imagined  his  parents  were  patiently  await- 
ing an  open  confession.  Dowd's  letter  be- 
wildered him.  He  had  not  suspected  the  secre- 
tary of  any  reproachable  deed — ^but  here  was 
a  strange  witness  that  troubled  him  more  than 
Miss  Greer's  unjustified  rejection. 

"What  else?"  grunted  Mr.  Harmon,  Sr., 
as  he  picked  up  another  envelope.  "Mackie 
&  Stark,  eh!  California!"  he  read.  "That's 
what  a  man  gets  for  trusting  a  thief,"  he  ex- 
claimed. "The  California  deal  is  off.  The 
land  has  gone  to  the  Harper  Brothers.  There's 
fifty  thousand  dollars  gone  to  the  dogs." 

The  desk  sustained  another  violent  assault. 

"Damn  the  fate  that  brought  such  a  man 
to  my  assistance.  Here — bring  me  to  the  box," 
ordered  Harmon. 

The  invalid,  was  accordingly  pushed  to  the 
vault.  Walter  opened  the  great  iron  door. 
A  few  moments  of  examination  and  he  found 
a  note  placed  on  a  small  pile  of  checks.  It 
was  an  acknowledgment  of  the  money.  It 
designated  the  amount  of  five  thousand  dollars 
— and  a  promise  of  repayment  within  a  month. 
The  name  of  William  Dowd,  secretary  to 
Mr.  Walter  Harmon,  Sr.,  was  signed  at  the 
bottom  of  the  paper. 

"Too  bad  he  didn't  acknowledge  his  attempted 
murder,"  observed  Mr.  Harmon  sarcastically. 
"We'll  be  patient  with  him  and  allow  him  the 
month.     If  he  doesn't   appear,   I'll   hunt  him 


down  like  a  wolf." 

;  **I  am  sure  Mr.  Dowd's  explanation  will  be 
satisfactory,"  said  Walter.  "He  may  be  en- 
gineering a  scheme  to  bring  Mackie  &  Stark 
to  their  knees." 

"He  was  always  honest  before,"  added  one 
of  the  firm  members. 

"We'll  see,"  insisted  the  older  Harmon. 
"We'll  see.  Time  will  reveal  all,  even  though 
cowardice  would  conceal  it."  : 

Walter  felt  contented  to  know  that  Mr. 
Dowd  was  still  in  a  tolerable  estimation  with 
his  father.  Now,  that  the  long  anticipated 
transaction  was  lost,  there  must  be  found 
something  equally  profitable  to  take  its  place. 
It  was  true  that  the  other  members  of  the 
firm  were  not  only  zealous  and  ambitious 
men  but  equally  prudent  and  far-sighted  in 
their  moves.  There  were  several  bargains 
occupying  their  attention,  and  hence  they 
lost  little  time  in  regretting  the  misfortunes 
of  the  past.  They  determined  to  strive  more 
assiduously  in  the  future  and  sustain  the  high 
reputation  that  their  firm  enjoyed.  The  inci- 
dents of  Mr.  Harmon's  personal  assault  had 
been  circulated  in  the  papers  and  this  notoriety 
had  the  eflfect  of  spreading  the  firm's  name 
more  widely  among  the  people. 

The  wounded  man  did  not  remain  long  at 
his  desk.  He  hurried  through  a  few  letters, 
signed  his  name  to  some  documents  that  were 
awaiting  his  signature,  and  prepared  for  home. 
He  was  satisfied  with  learning  that  all  was 
well,  even  though  his  personal  direction  was 
lacking. 

"Good  morning,  gentlemen,"  he  said  as 
his  chair  approached  the  door.  "I'm  mighty 
glad  I  have  such  trustworthy  men  as  you — 
all  honest  and  loyal — except  my  most  trusted 
companion,  whom  I  will  gladly  forgive  when 
he  explains  and  apologizes." 

He  passed  just  in  time  to  miss  Walter's 
tear-stained  eyes.  These  words  of  his  Dad 
were  surely  meant  for  him.  If  Mr.  Harmon 
had  tarried  but  one  moment  longer  his  son 
would  have  confessed,  but  the  servant  promptly 
obeyed  the  signal  for  departure  and  the  golden 
opportunity  for  reconciliation  was  gone.  Walter 
longed  for  courage  to  follow  his  father  and 
explain    all — confess    indeed    the    theft,    and 


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acknowledge  his  carelessness.  But  how  could  The  merry  tones  of  wedding  bells  were  already 
he  convince  anybody  that  the  shooting  was  hushed,  and  their  "lingering  echoes  seemed  to 
accidental?  "A  thief  is  always  a  liar,"  rang  sound  as  knells  of  anticipated  joy.  Although 
in  his  heart.  He  could  not  appeal  to  Alice,  married  but  a  few  weeks,  the  young  couple 
she  had  branded  him  as  a  coward.  Wells  had  disagreed  on  several  occasions,  and  pre- 
knew  him  to  be  a  thief,  and  his  own  heart  tending  to  manifest  his  hatred  for  Alice,  Mr. 
told  him  his  father  was  a  victim  of  a  son's  Wells  had  deprived  her  of  the  coveted  neck- 
gun.  What  if  God  should  reveal  all  the  thoughts  lace.  He  imagined  the  loss  of  it  would  make 
that  tortured  him,  to  his  mother?  Would  her  subservient  to  his  every  wish.  Indeed, 
not  her  heartfburst  with  grief.  He  could  tolerate  Alice's  attitude  toward  him  had  changed, 
suffering  himself,  but  he  could  not  bear  to  see  She  was  no  longer  the  doting  flatterer,  or  the 
his  mother  in  sorrow.  ^^  ^^^^  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^d  that    seemed    to    wonder    at    his 

He  sat  for  a  few  moments  meditating  on  innumerable  talents.     She  was  open,   candid, 

the  uncertainty  of  the  future.     The  generous  at  times  sarcastic,  again  generous  and  forgiving, 

father's    reference    to    his    knowledge    of    the  Her  varied  character  strongly  influenced  Wells, 

real  culprit  filled  young  Harmon's  heart  with  He  realized  that  she  was  not  the  cause  of  all 

anguish.  his  misery.    He  placed  the  blame  on  the  fate 

Alice  was  not  worthy  of  him.     Wells  was  that  had  cursed  him  from  the  first, 
a  scamp,  but  his  parents  were,  after  all,  the         Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wells  had  left  the  vicinity  of 

only  true  companions  of  his  life.     He  would  their  parents'   homes  and   had  repaired   to   a 

confess,   make  reparation  for  his  evil    deeds,  thickly  populated  locality  of  the  city.    Amidst 

and  prove  his  sincerity  by  devotion  and  loyalty,  the  motley  crowd  they  hoped  to  become  un- 

He   soon   made   ready    to   leave   the   office,  noticed   and  thus  escape  the  stare  of   "news- 

" Gentlemen,"  he  said,  as  the  men  raised  their  mongers". 

eyes,  "the  strange  actions  of  Mr.  Dowd  will  Their  apartments  were  scantily  furnished- 
soon  be  explained;  let  us  trust  that  the  man  The  young  husband  had  very  little  money  to 
who  shot  my  father  will  soon  have  courage  to  establish  a  home,  and  hence  only  the  neces- 
confess  his  deed."  He  bowed  and  left  the  saries  for  ordinary  conventionalities  were  pur- 
office.    vV     ;           :  chased.     Again,  the  man  of  the  house,  as  he 

was  pleased  to  style  himself,  had  not  secured 

;       Chapter  VHI  a  position,  and,  in  fact,  he  had  not  thought 

of  such  a  difficulty.    He  had  always  lived  on 

Alice  Greer  had  married   Mr.  Wells.     The  his  father's  bounty,  and  had  hoped  to  increase 

couple    had    entered    upon    their    matrimonial  his  father's  opportunity  for  charitableness  by 

career  with   similar  misfortunes.     Mr.   Greer,  bringing  another  to  the  parental  board. 
a  proud  and  presumptuous  man,  had  dismissed         Mrs.  Wells,  Jr.,  was  busily  engaged  about  the 

his  daughter  from  her  former  abode  of  leisure,  house.    Her  husband  was  sitting  alone  in  the 

and  threatened  her  with  physical  discomfture  other   room   of   their   limited   apartment.     He 

at  her  next  appearance  in  his  presence.     "No  was    mumbling    to    himself,    complaining    of 

daughter  of  mine  shall  sneak  away  and  marry  the  cursed  fate  that  induced  him  to  marry, 
with  a  man  that  has  not  consulted  me,"  Mr.         "Foiir    nights   straight,"    he   growled,    "and 

Greer  assured  his  wife.     "I  have  spent  years  not  a  wink  of  sleep.     Curse   the  day   I   met 

of  my  life  and  money  to  rear  her,  and  now  she  Harmon,  and  curse  Harmon  too  for  entrapping 

scorns  my  approval  or  refusal."  me  in  this.     There,  that's  the  secret  of  all — 

Consequently,  Mr.  Wells  was  forced  to  furnish  the    damned    string    of    stones!      I    wish    they 

a  suitable  home  for  his  young  bride  and  him-  were  a  thousand  times  heavier.     I'd  tie  then?, 

self.     His  own  parents  had  refused  to  harbor  around    young    Harmon's    neck,     and     throw 

him  or  his   life's  companion,   and   they  based  him   into  some  boiling  sea  of   oil!     Wh}^   dicF; 

the  reason  for  their  actions  on  the  same  principle  I  trust  the  old  man  any  way?     I  should  have 

with  which  Mr.  Greer  had  justified  himself.  known   you    can     trust    none    but    yourself — 


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not  even  your  own  father  or  mother.  They 
know  I  never  worked— they  never  taught 
me  how.  I  wonder  where  Harmon  is  now^ 
telling  the  Kearn  woman  how  I  stole  that  junk, 
I  suppose.  But  mind  my  words,  Harmon, 
I'll  show  you  up!    I'll  show  you  up!" 

The  facial  expression  and  bodily  gestures 
.that  accompanied  this  rambling  clearly  indi- 
cated the  unfioundness  of  Mr.  Wells'  mind. 
He  Was  an  object  of  pitiable  depression.  He 
twitched  from  head  to  foot.  His  limbs  were 
continuously  trembling.  He  had  a  steady  vacant 
stare  that  seemed  to  picture  the  absent  objects 
of  his  wrath.  His  face  was  pale,  and  the 
darkened  room  gave  his  countenance  the  aspect 
of  insanity.  He  looked  inquiringly  around  the 
room — there  was  no  living  mortal  there,  but 
himself.  He  listened,  all  was  still,  then  quickly 
extracting  a  thin  vial  from  his  pocket  he  con- 
sumed one  of  the  tablets  that  it  contained. 

He  sat  back  and  rested.  In  a  few  moments 
his  eyes  became  bright  and  sparkling.  He 
.arose,  stretched  both  arms  upward,  and  heaved 
a  deep,  long,  agonizing  sigh.  At  this,  his  wife 
^entered  the  room. 

^*A  postal  for  you,"  said  Mrs.  Wells,  civilly, 
as  she  handed  him  the  communication. 

Her  husband  snatched  it  out  of  her  hand, 
looked  at  her  drooped  eyes  contemptuously, 
growled  and  sauntered  to  the  window,  raised 
the  curtain,  and  read  the  writing  on  the  card. 
His  wife  left  the  room  immediately.  As  Wells 
followed  the  lines  he  thrust  the  bended  fingers 
of  his  hand  through  his  long,  black  hair. 

"How  did  he  trace  me,"  he  gasped.  "More 
money.  Impossible!"  The  message  was  a 
word  from  the  thief  who  had  stolen  the  neck- 
lace from  Kearn 's  mansion.  It  was  a  demand 
for  more  money  accompanied  with  a  threat 
to  secretly  reveal  the  facts  of  the  case  to  the 
police,  if  the  demands  were  not  complied  with. 
Wells  realized  his  helpless  condition.  His 
parents  disowned  him.  Harmon  would  not 
assist  him.  He  had  no  resource  of  his  own 
on  which  to  rely;  his  wife  was  apparently 
against  him  and  now  the  hired  thief  had  tracked 
him,  and  was  waiting  the  opportunity  of  expos- 
ing him  to  the  judge.  There  was  but  one  course 
to  pursue,  and  even  that  was  filled  with  diffi- 
culties.   He  must  flee,  flee  from  all.    He  could 


flee  from  the  eyes  and  power  of  the  local  civil 
authorities,  but  he  could  not  flee  from  him- 
self. The  more  he  tried  to  banish  the  thought 
of  the  threatening  accomplice,  the  more  the 
thief's  name  tantalized  his  mind.  The  influ- 
ence of  the  tablet  was  weakening.  Again 
the  fit  of  nervousness  was  getting  hold  on  him. 
He  felt  its  trembling  grasp  shaking  his  limbs 
almost  to  dumbness. 

"Wonder  if  that  witch  has  read  it,"  he 
muttered  thoughtfully.  He  proceeded  to  the 
other  room  and  demanded  of  his  wife  who 
was  trying  to  drown  her  sorrow  in  tears,  "Did 
you  read  this?"  The  woman  acknowledged 
she  had. 

"What!  You  did?"  shouted  Wells,  as  he 
rushed  across  the  floor  and  dangled  his  closed 
fist  in  her  weeping  eyes.  "On  your  life,  never 
read  another  word  of  mine  or  I'll  put  you  where 
I'm  going  to  put  the  man  that  wrote  this." 

So  saying  he  turned,  seized  his  hat,  and 
rushed  from  the  room. 

Mrs.  Wells'  lot  was  indeed  a  pitiable  one. 
She  who  had  been  accustomed  to  leisure  and 
pampering  was  now  the  miserable  wife  of  a 
human  brute.  How  long  would  it  last?  Where 
would  it  all  end?  These  were  questions  that 
haunted  her.  She  dared  not  desert  him  lest 
he  would  pursue  her  and  kill  her  on  the  spot 
where  she  would  be  discovered.  She  had  more- 
over no  money  of  her  own,  and,  like  her  husband, 
she  could  not  earn  a  living;  she  had  no  welcoming 
friends  to  receive  her,  "Would  that  there 
was  a  God,"  she  exclaimed.  "Perhaps  a  tender, 
loving  father  would  pardon  me  and  help  me." 
She  drew  a  plain  wooden  chair  to  a  bare  table, 
sat  down  and  buried  her  head  in  her  folded 
arms.  She  wept  bitterly,  till  finally,  she  found 
consolation  in  a  restless  slumber. 

The  sun  had  already  started  to  descend 
behind  the  city  housetops  when  Wells  entered 
the  room.  He  carried  a  small  package  in  his 
hand.  His  clothes  were  soiled  and  wrinkled, 
his  hat  splashed  with  mud,  his  face  bulging 
forth  with  feverish  dread,  his  lips  pale  and 
trembling,  his  eyes,  glassy  and  rolling — a 
picture  of  hopeless  dejection.  He  noticed  his 
wife.  He  stood  gazing  at  her  for  a  moment 
and  then  placed  his  hand  roughly  on  her  shoulder 
and  ardtised  her. 


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2.3 


"Here,"  he  grunted.  "Get  what  belongings 
you  h£ive  and  come  with  me." 

The  woman  awoke,  rubbed  her  reddened 
eyes  with  the  back  of  her  hand  and  stared 
stupidly  at  him. 

"Don't  stand  like  a  fool,"  he  shouted,  "the 
police  are  on  our  tracks.  Get  your  duds  to- 
gether, and  come  with  me." 

"Why  are  they  after  us?"  asked  Alice, 
realizing  the  cause   for   her   husband's   haste. 

"Never  mind  asking  questions,"  snarled 
Wells.  "Get  your  things  together  and  come. 
Now  or  never!"  He  turned  and  proceeded 
to  the  other  room. 

Alice  stood  dumbfounded.  It  suddenly 
dawned  on  her  to  inquire  more. 

"Where  are  we  going?"  she  asked  timidly, 
as  she  approached  the  threshold  that  separated 
the  rooms.  ■; 

"I'll  decide  that.  You  get  ready,"  snapped 
Wells.     .,.;■ 

The  woman,  without  further  delay,  gathered 
the  few  garments  she  possessed,  and  before 
long  the  young  couple  were  ready  to  start 
on  a  journey.  They  hurried  along  the  street, 
Alice  carrying  a  satchel,  and  a  package  con- 
taining Mr.  Wells'  belongings.  The  "man  of 
the  house"  strolled  along,  his  hands  thrust 
in  his  pockets,  a  half-consumed  cigarette  hang- 
ing loosely  from  his  swollen  lips,  his  hat  pushed 
to  the  back  of  his  head  and  his  face  badly  in 
need  of  tonsorial  treatment.  There  was  a 
small  package  snuggled  under  his  right  arm. 
The  two  wanderers  boarded  a  street  car,  and 
soon  they  were  at  the  railroad  station. 

"Where  are  we  going?"  asked  Alice  nervously, 
but  wishing  her  request  to  be  interpreted  as  a 
demand.   ':,"•'■:■:■, 

"I'll   decide  later,   woman,"   snarled   Wells. 

"Tell  me  or  you'll  go  alone,"  then  retu  ned 
Alice,  a  little  spirited. 

"What?"  snapped  Mr.  Wells.  "You'll  go 
where  I  tell  you  to— understand?  And  you'll 
stay  as  long  as  I  want  you  to — understand? 


Remember,  woman,  I  have  something  with  me 
to  stop  you  any  place  I  choose.  The  first  signs 
of  desertion  or  defiance  on  your  part  and  that 
will  be  your  last,  understand?  I'll  plug  you 
full  of  lead.  Now  any  more  of  your  stubborn- 
ness and  beware!" 

Alice  remained  silent.  She  dared  not  move 
against  her  husband.  An  hour  later  the  mighty 
train  pulled  in  to  the  terminal.  The  gateman 
called,  "All  aboard.  Chicago  limited!  All 
aboard." 

"Come  with  me,"  demanded  Wells  of  his 
wife,  and  Alice  obeyed. 

They  passed  the  guard  who  examined  the 
tickets  and  motioned  for  Wells  to  proceed. 
Alice  followed.  Down  the  iron  railed  steps 
they  descended  with  the  crowd.  They  boarded 
the  train,  secured  a  seat  and  silence  ensued. 
At  last  the  train  moved  smoothly  away  from 
the  depot.  It  passed  through  green  fields  and 
smiling  villages.  The  silence  continued  and 
at  last  Wells  opening  the  package,  took  a 
small  vial  therefrom,  consumed  some  of  its 
contents  and  sat  peacefully.  Soon  he  slept. 
Alice  appreciating  his  unconscious  civility, 
and  tired  from  the  trials  of  the  day,  soon  closed 
her  eyes  in  sleep.  The  train  rolled  on.  The 
next  morning  when  she  awoke  she  found  herself 
in  a  strange  country.  She  watched  the  hills 
and  vales,  as  they  passed  quickly  before  her. 
She  knew  not  whither  she  was  going.  Too 
late  she  realized  that  she  was  bound  for  some 
unknown  region,  and  that  she  was  unable  to 
retrace  her  path,  or  prevent  her  arrival  there. 

"I  did  not  know  where  I  was  being  lead 
when  I  consented  to  reject  Walter,"  she  la- 
mented as  a  tear  traced  its  track  on  her  cheek. 

No!  neither  did  Wells  realize  whence  he  was 
bound  when  he  betrayed  the  same  man.  Neither 
do  we  know  where  fate  shall  lead  us  when  we 
tempt  the  unbeaten  paths  of  treachery  and 
vice.  The  train  moved  on.  And  Alice  wondered 
whither  she  was  going. 
'  {To  be  Continued) 


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Take,  a  Sleep 


If  you  suffer  from  the  blues 
When  the  folks  forget  your  news, 

Take  a  sleep. 
Do  not  won  y  night  or  day, 
For  the  blues  will  pass  away 
When  you  gently  hit  .  he  hay 

To  \ake  a  sleep. 

If  your  classes  all  go  wrong 

And  you're  told  where  you  belong, 

Take  a  sleep. 
For  you'd  never  hear  what's  said 
When  the  teacher 'd  lose  his  head, 
If  you'd  make  your  seat  a  bed 

On  which  to  sleep. 

If  you  fail  in  any  test. 

It  just  shows  you  need  a  rest — 

So  take  a  sleep. 
For  you  know  you  did  not  pass; 
You're  the  end  man  in  your  class, 
And  you  won't  be  wasting  gas 

When  you're  asleep. 

If  you're  asked  to  leave  the  school 
For  infractions  of  the  rule, 

Take  a  sleep. 
Two  short  weeks  will  soon  pass  by; 
Then  you'll  get  another  try. 
And  no  dad  will  bruise  an  eye 

That's  dead  asleep. 


If  you're  cheated  in  a  game 
Just  be  wise  and  do  the  same. 

Then  take  a  sleep. 
For  what  man  will  dare  deceive 
By  a  card  from  either  sleeve, 
If  he  thinks  you  make  believe 

That  you're  asleep? 

If  you  get  into  a  fight, 

Punch  your  foe  with  all  your  might, 

But  be  asleep. 
For  you're  bound  to  lose  or  win, 
And  you  won't  commit  a  sin 
If  you  rap  him  on  the  chin 

While  you're  asleep. 

If  you've  linked  the  wedding  cha'n 
And  your  temper's  not  too  tame, 

Tak   a  sleep. 
For  you  will  not  want  to  know 
Where  your  husband  got  the  snow 
That  has  made  his  pace  so  slow, 

If  you're  asleep. 

If  you're  sent  away  to  jail 

When  your  friends  refuse  you  bail, 

Take  a  sleep. 
They  won't  place  an  iron  charm 
On  your  foot  or  on  your  arm. 
For  they  know  you'll  do  no  harm 

In  peaceful  sleep,  i 


M 


K 


If  these  lines  bring  you  to  shame, 
Gentle  reader,  I'm  to  blame. 

Now  take  a  sleep. 
But  to  prove  I  hold  as  true 
The  advice  I've  handed  you, 
I  must  bid  my  last  adieu 

And  take  a  sleep. 

Francis  A.  Rafferty. 


THE   VILLANOVAN 

Published  Bi-monthly  by  the  Students  of  Villanova  College 


Vol.  IV 


DECEMBER,  1919 


No    2 


STAFF 


HABOLD  J.  WIEGAND,  '21 Editor-in-Chief  and  Exchanges  JOHN  F.  SHEEHAN,  '22 Assistant  Advertising  Manager 

JOHN  J.  MAGUIKE,  '20 College  Notes  EDWARD  A.  McKENNA,  '23 Business  Manager 

HOWARD  THOBNBURT,  '22  ....     . .Alumni  KEVIN   REEVES,    '22     \  Circulation  Manager 

ALFRED  F.  KANE, '21 Athletics  JAMES  MITCHELL, '22/  " '■'■■■■■■  ■■ 

JOHN  W.  JONES, '20  \  Advertising  Managers  GEORGE  F.  McCANN. .............  .^. .......... .Staff  Artist 

FRANCIS  A.  MimPHY, '20/ ■  ■''-'■'*■'  REV.  GEORGE  A.  O'MEAR  A,  O.  S.  iu....  ..Faculty  Director 


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Our  Alumni 


EVERY  man  sent  forth  trom  Villanova's 
Hall  must  feel  that  he  owes  his  Alma 
Mater  a  debt  that  he  can  never  fully 
repay.     Surely  that  thought  is  in  every  true 
Villanovan's  heart. 

Often  these  thoughts  are  allowed  to  die 
before  they  accomplish  much  good  for  the 
object  of  them.  Our  union  as  true  Villanova 
men  will  mean  our  strength. 

We  have  at  our  command  an  admirable 
means  of  making  our  union  strong  and  im- 
pregnable in  the  Villanovan.  More  than  your 
subscription,  the  Villanovan  needs  your  moral 


support.  There  is  some  information  that  you 
have  about  your  classmates'  success.  We 
want  to  know  it;  so  do  the  other  members 
of  the  Alumni.  Why  not  assume  this  personal 
obligation  of  keeping  us  in  touch  with  the 
boys  of  yesterday. 

The  boys  of  today  need  the  encouragement 
of  those  who  have  gone  through  the  fight  and 
achieved  victory.  We  will  look  during  the 
coming  month  not  only  for  the  subscription 
of  every  Villanova  man,  but  for  a  letter  addressed 
to  our  Alumni  Editor.  Do  it  for  the  sake  of 
the  Blue  and  White  that  you  love.  You  will 
be  contributing  your  power  to  her  advancement. 


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CHRISTMAS — what  a  throng  of  memories 
swarm  'round  us  as  we  sit  in  the  grow- 
ing dusk  and  think  of  its  approach! 
Our  life — loneHer  as  it  advances — is  again 
peopled  with  myriads  of  loved  ones.  The 
scenes  about  us — barren  as  age  creeps  on  us — 
put  on  a  thousand  new  and  old  appearances. 
The  cold,  modern  work-a-day  room  is  trans- 
formed into  a  cosy,  little,  old-fashioned  living- 
room.  The  modern  radiators  fade  and  bright 
flames  shoot  up  from  burning  logs.  The  long 
rows  of  books,  the  evidences  of  financial  cares, 


vanish  and  are  supplanted  by  the  holly  branches, 
the  hemlock  tree,  the  thousand  little  reminders 
of  the  season  of  the  Christ-Child. 

But  vacant  chairs  there  are — and  even 
imagination  cannot  fill  them — for  the  Grim 
Visitor  has  so  lately  made  his  visit. 

Christmas  will  mean  in  1919  what  it  has 
not  meant  to  the  world  before  for  four  long 
years — a  time  of  Peace.  That  Peace  means 
also  sacrifice — it  must  include  the  note  of 
sorrow.     It  cannot  include  forgetfulness — 


W^^/ffHrn^^ 


The  flowers  are  faded,  the  trees  are  bare, 

The  meadow-lark  has  fled. 
An  ermine  robe  of  spotless  white 

Upon  the  earth  is  spread, 
Whilst  we  who  lie  here  celebrate 

The  Christmas  of  the  dead. 


Blest  feast  of  joy,  what  memories 
Thy  name  brings  to  our  ears! — ■ 

Dreams  of  mother,  dreams  of  home, 
Dreams  of  vanished  years 

That  live  but  in  our  memories 
And  in  our  mothers'  tears. 


Cold  are  the  pillows  beneath  our  heads, 

Cold  our  couches  of  clay; 
Ye  who  are  warm  beside  your  hearths 

At  home  far,  far  away,  , 
Have  ye  forgotten  those  who  died 

That  you  might  have  today? 


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Situation  and  Fight 


SITUATION  has  been  well-defined  by  a 
great  Educator  as  "the  pressure  of  cir- 
cumstances." It  is  the  vehicle  by  which 
a  novel  makes  its  progress  of  action  and  interest. 
A  drama  could  never  reach  a  climax  without  it. 
Dry  and  uninteresting  and  unprofitable  would 
a  sermon  be  were  it  not  present^        ■,  ;    ^ 

It  is  strange  how  much  each  of  us  is  in- 
volved in  situations,  be  our  life  ever  so  ordinary 
or  quiet.  Men  today,  cultured  and  modern, 
are  apt  to  look  upon  the  lives  of  the  great 
heroes  of  humanity — the  Saints — ^with  an  eye 
of  scorn  or,  what  is  worse,  pity.  Sometimes 
we  ourselves,  feel  that  the  men  we  read  about 
in  Butler's  "Lives"  were  weak,  untried  per- 
sons. Yet  deeper  study  proves  to  us  that  they 
also  had  situations — they,  also,  had  what  we 
do  not  always  have — the  fight. 


A  man  in  a  boxing  match  is  in  pressure  of 
circumstances.  If  he  rely  only  on  brute  strength, 
on  pounding  away  at  tlie  other  fellow  aimlessly 
— he  usually  does  not  keep  the  spectators  very 
long.  But  he  shows  fight  when  he  knows 
the  science  of  the  game— when  he  works  with 
his  brain  and  with  his  heart  as  well  as  with 
■his  hands.   )■,,  r:::\:-y ::<■■:.■::/:  ^^y: 

The  situation  is  the  fundamental  law  of 
life.  We  are  placed  in  it  whether  we  will  or 
not.  The  "fight"  is  its  invariable  solution. 
College  days  require  it — the  days  to  come  will 
require  it  even  more.  It  is  not  sufficient  to 
summarize  our  effort  in  the  word  strength. 
Since  "All  things  are  against  us",  since  on 
every  side  we  have  a  new  circumstance  to 
involve  us,  we  must  be  men  of  carefully  planned, 
prudently  expended  energy. 


ViLLANOvA  Honored  ; 

Villanova  feels  a  just  pride  in  the  appoint- 
ment of  her  president.  Rev.  James  J.  Dean, 
LL.D.,  O.S.A.,  to  a  position  not  held  before 
by  the  head  of  any  Catholic  College.  Father 
Dean  is  now  a  member  of  the  council  which 
approves  or  refuses  to  gr^rit  or  revokes  charters 
empowerng  colleges  and  universities  to  confer 
degrees.  Father  Dean's  prominence  in  educa- 
tional circles,  h  s  many  scholarly  achievements 


in  the  interests  of  higher  education,  have  brought 
to  Villanova  this  novel  honor. 


Catholic  Educational  Association 

The  Catholic  Educational  Association  of 
Pennsylvania  will  hold  its  annual  meeting 
on  December  29th  and  30th  in  the  Girls'  Catholic 
High  School  in  Philadelphia. 

Rt.    Rev.    Thomas    J.    Shahan    will    preach 


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at  the  opening  Mass.  Father  Dean  will  open 
the  General  Session  on  Monday  morning  with 
an  address  on  "Aims  and  Benefits  of  the  Asso- 
ciation." The  same  morning  Father  Blakely, 
S.  J.,  will  discuss  the  National  and  State  Legis- 
lation affecting  our  school  system. 

At  the  General  Session  on  the  afternoon 
of  December  30th,  Rev.  F.  A.  Driscoll,  Vice- 
President  of  Villanova,  will  read  a  paper  on 
' '  Summer  School  and  Extension  Courses  for 
Teachers." ^  'yf'":"' ''■■-i-^' ■ 

The  meeting  will  be  closed  by  Father  Dean 
speaking  on  "Report  of  Committee  on  Catholic 
School  Conditions  with  suggestions  regarding 
the  establishment  of  a  Catholic  Normal  School." 


The  annual  Minstrel  Show  which  had  to  be 
foregone  last  year  because  of  i  he  shortened 
scholastic  period  due  to  wartime  stresses^ 
will  be  restored  to  its  former  status  this  year 
and  Director  Fink,  of  Philadelphia,  will  find  no 
dearth  of  material  when  he  takes  charge  of 
this  feature  after  the  New  Year. 


Public  Speaking  Class 

Weekly  meet'ngs  of  the  class  in  Public 
Speaking  are  being  held  in  the  College  Audi- 
torium, and  keen  interest  is  being  displayed 
in  this  line. 

Among  the  important  topics  discussed  dur- 
ing the  month  were  the  following: 

"Germany's  right  to  invade  Belgium." 

"The  Justice  of  Ireland's  claim  for  Inde- 
pendence." 

"The  Adoption  of  an  Honor  System  in  Edu- 
cation and  the  Advantage  of  Labor  Unions." 

In  addition  to  the  debates,  dramatic  offerings 
have  been  given  by  Howard  Thornbury,  John 
W.  Jones,  Leo  Devine,  John  Maguire  and 
Charles  McKlernan. 


"Richelieu" 

In  deciding  to  present  "Richelieu"  this  year 
the  Dramatic  Society  set  a  difficult  task  for 
itself,  yet  preparations  and  rehearsals  are  pro- 
gressing favorably  and  the  admirable  cast  has 
already  been  selected  for  the  performance 
which  will  probably  be  given  before  Lent. 


Epsilon  Phi  Theta 

The  regular  monthly  meeting  of  the  Epsilon 
Phi  Theta  was  held  on  Thursday  evening, 
December  11th,  and  the  following  officers 
were  elected  for  the  year  of  1919-1920:  Presi- 
dent, David  O'Brien,  '22;  Vice-President, 
Thomas  McGrath,  '22 ;  Secretary  and  Treasurer, 
Howard  Thornbury,  '22;  Spiritual  Director, 
Rev.  George  A.  O'Meara,  O.S.A. 

Mr.  O'Brien  outlined  the  plans  for  the  com- 
ing year  and  the  society  expects  to  have  a 
banner  year.  Father  O'Meara,  spiritual  director, 
gave  an  interesting  and  encouraging  address 
and  urged  the  Membership  Committee  to  secure 
as  many  new  members  as  possible. 


Phi  Kappa  Pi 

The  Phi  Kappa  Pi  fraternity  was  consider- 
ably increased  in  number  at  the  initiation  pro- 
ceedings held  just  before  the  Christmas  holidays 
and  the  new  men  were  formally  received  into 
the  society  at  the  smoker  in  their  honor  under 
the  direction  of  the  Entertainment  Committee. 

The  thesis  for  November  was  given  by 
Frank  Brahan,  '21,  his  subject  being,  "The 
Manufacture  of  Big  Guns".  Mr.  Brahan 
hald  a  responsible  position  at  the  Watervliet 
Arsenal  during  the  war  and  his  practical  knowl-- 
edge  of  the  subject  stood  him  in  good  stead, 
His  audience  was  decidedly  interested  in  the 
subject  and  many  questions  were  put  to  the 
lecturer  at  the  conclusion  of  his  address. 


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jose  Caminero,  Vil  anova  Civil  Engineer,  '19, 
writes  the  following  interesting  letter : 
My  dear  Father  Dean:       "  ■ 

Several  days  ago  I  had  the  pleasure  of  mailing 
you  a  copy  pi  Arquitectura,  in  which  I  have 
inserted  an  advertisement  of  Villanova. 

In  your  last  letter  you  advised  me  that 
you  had  sent  a  picture  of  Villanova.  As  I 
never  received  it,  I  used  a  cut  from  a  Villanova 
catalogue. 

Last  Saturday  (November  15)  I  flew  from 
Key  West  to  this  city  (Havana,  Cuba) ,  making 
the  trip  in  one  hour  and  twenty  minutes.  I 
carried  the  First  Mail  Service  brought  by 
aeroplane.  ■ ,  ,•  ■  ; :  :.7: . 

Hoping  that  you  have  received  the  magazine 
and  are  pleased  with  the  "ad". 

Very  respectfully  yours, 
Jose  Caminero. 


My  dear  Mr.  Editor: 

I  am  fulfilling  a  promise  made  by  me  to 
Father  O'Meara  last  summer,  that  I  would 
send  for  the  Trophy  Room  the  only  existing 
photograph  of  Villanova's  original  and — you 
will  pardon  me — "greatest"  football  team  of 
twenty-five  years  ago. 

The  picture  is  filled  with  meaning.  You 
will  note  the  background.  It  is  the  rear  end 
of  the  old  chapel  that  stood  between  the  present 
beautiful  church  and  what  nowadays  is  called 
the  "old  college".  "When  the  buildings  that 
adorn  and  beautify  the  campus  were  being 
erected  they  encroached  upon  the  chapel, 
and  forced  it  to  go  the  way  of  the  many  genera- 
tions of  students  who  had  gathered  within 
it  for  council  and  for  prayer.  With  it  went 
its  hesitating  reed  organ  that  used  to  dole 
out  a  sigh,  or  a  sob  to  our  song  or  chant,  and 
I  found  a  tear  creeping  down  my  cheek  at 
the  memories  that  seemed  to  be  falling  with 
its  every  falling  stone. 

The  upper  floor  of  the  chapel  was  given 
over  to  the  Brothers, — Dominic,  James,  Kiernan, 
Fidelis,  William,  Patrick,  and  much  abused 
Joe,  who  cared  for  our  rooms  and  clothing. 
All  of  these  good  souls,  excepting  William 
and  Patrick,  are  sleeping  in  the  little  cemetery 
on  the  hillside.     Beneath  the  chapel's  slanting 


roof  did  "Brother  Cobbler"  live,  and  he  fought 
many  a  wordy  battle  as  to  the  "proper  party" 
whom  he  should  charge  for  repairing  our  foot- 
ball gear — the  college  or  the  man.  Usually, 
the  man  paid  the  bill  at  the  end  of  a  flying 
"last"  while  the  cobbler's  squirrel  hurried 
round  its  twirling  cage. 

The  photo  is  likewise  a  study  in  youthful 
demeanor.  You  will  remark  the  "ease  of 
position"  and  complete  lack  of  "posing" 
assumed  by  the  occupants.  I  would  call  your 
attention  to  the  natural,  jaunty,  nonchalant 
air  of  Gonzales,  Jim  Kirch,  and  Joe  McCoul- 
lough  in  the  bottom  row.  In  the  middle  row 
from  left  to  right  let  me  introduce  to  you, 
our  pet  mascot  John  Sheehan,  Walter  Burns, 
John  Hadyn,  later  a  big  leaguer;  Captain, 
now  Rev.  James  McDonald— and  if  you  must 
know  the  name  of  the  remarkable  center  piece^ 
"that's  me",  with  Tom  Rogers,  Lee  Buffington, 
and  Andy  Whitely.  In  the  top  row  stand 
"Chic"  Wade,  Frenchy  DeForge,  big  Bill 
Hazel,  Jimmie  Dean,  now  president  of  our 
college;  Bill  Shanahan,  at  present  a  major  or 
something  bigger  in  the  American  army;  Harry 
Conway,  a  priest  of  the  Order;  Bill  Nolan,  the 
sixteen-year-old  beauty,  and  Jimmy  Hayes 
of  Green  Mountain  fame.  Charley  McAvoy 
should  have  been  in  the  picture,  but  he  was 
absent  on  sick  leave,  as  was  Lou  Tucker.  They 
had  been  out  of  "bounds"  the  night  before. 

All  of  them  were  right  good  fellows,  jolly 
companions  and  steady  students.  With  two 
exceptions  wi  had  reached  that  eventful  time 
of  a  boy's  life,  "the  know  it  all,  and  the  know 
it  nothing"  period  from  seventeen  to  twenty. 
You  understand  it  of  course,  the  period  when 
a  chap  begins  to  wear  cuffs,  parts  his  hair  with 
a  frizzing  iron  and  rubs  his  face  with  a  little 
more  sweet-smelling  powder  than  is  necessary; 
particularly  if  it  scents  like  the  scent  that 
"SHE"  wears.  Please  do  not  overlook  the 
fact  that  the  gay  Lothario  mustachio  was  even 
then  in  vogue.  The  chrysanthemum  was  our 
"breast  piece",  and  the  derby  hat  bruised 
our  heads,  when  not  in  play,  and  concealed 
many  a  wondrous  thought  beneath;  To  be, 
sure  jazzes  wer-e  beating  the  jungled  ears  a 
quarter  of  a  century  ago,  and  found  no  room 
in  our  cultural  curriculum,  but  many  a  song 


e.r.Mi. 


Officers:  Prof.  Charles  A.  McGeehan,  Grad- 
uate Manager  of  Athletics;  Thomas  Reap, 
Football  Coach;  J.  Howard  Tyrrell,  '20,  Under- 
graduate Manager  of  Football.       ; 

ILLANOVA  on  Thanksgiving  day  com- 
pleted one  of  her  most  successful  football 
seasons.  The  result  is  due  to  untiring 
efiforts  of  true  Villanova  men.  First  among 
these  must  be  mentioned  Fathers  Dean  and 
DriscoU,  President  and  Vice-President.  Nor  can 
we  forget  that  the  unselfish,  who  ehearted 
work  of  Prof.  McGeehan,  Manager  of  Athletics, 
who  in  this  work  as  in  every  other  Villanova 
enterprise,  coupled  his  skill  in  managing  and 
training  with  energetic,  royal  Villanova  spirit. 
Especially  appreciative  are  we  of  the  able 
coach  of  our  team,  Thomas  Reap.  Out  of 
what  looked  to  be  only  indifferently  good  ma- 
terial, light,  and  not  many  experienced  men. 
Coach  Reap  turned  out  one  of  the  most  suc- 
cessful teams  in  the  college  world.  For  his 
evident  deep  knowledge  of  the  game,  for  his 
unswerving  efforts  the  Villanovan  extends 
gratitude  and  congratulations. 

The  boys  who  did  the  work  on  the  team 
are  worthy  of  great  praise.  Whatever  might 
have  been  the  odds  the  element  that  con- 
tributes most  toward  success  was  ever  with 
them — they  were  manly,  indomitable  fighters. 

Villanova,  33;  St.  Joseph's,  0 
St.  Joseph's  College  eleven  journeyed  out  to 
battle  on  the  11th  of  November  and  were  given 
a  trimming  33  to  0.  The  contest  was  too  one- 
sided to  be  a  thriller  yet  there  were  many  inter- 
esting stages  of  the  game.  St.  Joe's  were  com- 
pletely outclassed  and  never  once   threatened 


to  score.  Blanchfield  was  at  quarter  when  the 
game  started  and  proved  himself  a  capable 
leader.  Duffy,  McGeehan,  McGrady,  and 
Blanchfield  accounted  for  the  Blue  and  White's 
scoring.  After  a  sufficient  margin  of  safety 
was  reached  Coach  Reap  sent  in  his  second 
string  men  who  showed  well  and  kept  the 
visitors  from  scoring. 

Villanova,  19;  Susquehanna,  0 
The  fact  that  the  Susquehanna  eleven  boasted 
of  being  the  only  team  to  score  upon  an  aggre- 
gation of  such  a  caliber  as  Colgate  and  had  only 
one  defeat  up  to  date,  by  no  means  worried  the 
Villanova  boys,  when  they  journeyed  to  Sha- 
mokin.  Pa.,  on  October  25th  and  stacked  up 
against  this  fast  eleven.  Playing  in  a  veritable 
sea  of  mud  the  Blue  and  White  proved  to 
be  a  little  too  much  for  their  up-state  oppo- 
nents, and  when  the  final  whistle  blew  Susque- 
hanna had  met  her  second  defeat  of  the  year, 
at   he  hands  of  Villanova  19  to  0. 

The  game  replete  with  everything  that  con- 
stitutes Villanova  spirit  was  one  to  be  remem- 
b  red  by  all  who  witnessed  the  fray.  With  the 
odds  heavily  against  the  Blue  and  White,  the 
'Varsity  entered  the  contest  with  a  determina- 
tion to  upset  the  dope,  and  carry  off  the  laurels. 
Capt.  McGeehan's  all-round  playing  featured 
the  game  and  he  is  credited  with  all  of  Villa- 
nova's'  score.  In  the  first  quarter  he  circled 
right  end  on  his  own  forty-yard  line  and  sup- 
ported by  perfect  interference  travelled  60 
yards  for  a  touchdown ;  again  in  the  same  period 
and  aided  by  the  same  interference  he  carried 
the  pigskin  40  yards  for  another  score.  The 
final  score  was  made  in  the  last  quarter  when 
McGeehan   received  a  punt   in   mid-field   and 


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was  stopped  only  after  crossing  the  opponent's  touchdown.    The  last  score  was  made  by  Duffy, 

goal,    Blanchfield  started  at  quarter  and  showed  when  he  hit  the  center  of  the  line  for  six  yards, 

good  generalship  in  calling  plays;    an  injury  Villanova's    aerial    attack    was    successful    in 

in  the  last  quarter  forced  him  from  the  game;  many  attempts.     McCarthy  at  center  played 

CoUom  replaced  him  and  Duffy  took  Collom's  a  heady  game  and  proved  a  stumbling  block  to 

place  in  the  backfield.  all  the  opponent's  line  plunges.    For  the  home 

For  the  home  team  Swartz  stood  out  promi-  team  Glascott  was  easily  the  star, 
nently  and  the  bulk  of  the  work  fell  on  his 

shoulders.  Villanova,  7;  N.  Y.  Aggies,  0 

In  order  to  bring   the  season  to  a  fitting 

Gettysburg,  20;  Villanova,  0  close  the  'Varsity  journeyed  to  New  York  on 

The  'Varsity  met  its  second  defeat  of  the  Thanksgiving    day    and    defeated    the    N.    Y. 

season  when  the  Gettysburg  eleven  came  out.  Aggies    7    to    0    at   Ebbets    Field,    Brooklyn, 

on  the  long  end  of  a  20  to  0  score  at  York,  Pa.  As  usual  the  Blue  and  White  were  confronted 

It  was  not  until  the  last  quarter  any  score  was  with  a  slimy  wet  field  on  which  to  stick  up 

made.    In  this  period  a  blocked  kick,  an  inter-  against  the  husky  embryo  farmers.     Before  a 

cepted  pass  and  a  fumble  all  resulted  disas-  crowd  of  about  two  thousand  shivering  fans, 

trously  for  Villanova  and  enabled  Gettysburg  both  teams  put  up  a  fine  brand  of  football, 

to  carry  off  the  day.     Casey  was  easily  the  and   the  spectators  realized  before   the  game 

star  in  this  fray.  was  over  that  it  was  well  worth  the  incon- 
venience to  endure  the   cold   and  witness   as 

Army,  62;  Villanova,  0  neat  a  game  of  football  as  has  been  staged  in 

With  a  badly  crippled  aggregation  the  'Varsity  that   section   in   some   time.     The   game   was 

travelled  to  West  Point  only  to  be  smothered  replete   with  thrills  and   new  formations  and 

under  by  the   heavy   Army  eleven.     Though  all  hands  were  kept  on  edge  wondering  what 

Villanova  completed  seventeen  passes  the  Blue  surprise  would  be  pulled  off  next. 

and  White  were  unable  to  score,  while  the  soldier  In  the  opening  minutes  of  play  the  N.  Y. 

backs  found  very  little  opposition  in  ploughing  Aggies  back  tore  through  the  Blue  and  White 

through  the  line.                   .  line   for  considerable  gains  but  were  stopped 

before  any  damage  was  done.   Duffy,  McGeehan, 

Villanova,  20;  Catholic  University,  13  and  McGrady  found  little  opposition  to  their 

line  plunges,  while  the  foremost  tore  around 

On  November  22d  the  'Varsity  added  another  the   ends  for  frequent  gains.     In   the  second 

victory  to  its  string  by  defeating  the  Catholic  period    Capt.    McGeehan    received    the    ball 

University  eleven  at  Washington,  D.  C,  20  to  on  a  cross  buck  on  the  twenty-yard  line  and 

13.     In   this  game   an  entire  new  method  of  ran  for  a  touchdown,  but  holding  brought  the 

play  was  resorted  to  by  Coach  Reap.    Though  ball  back  again  and  in  an  attempted  pass  the 

only  one  week  was  available  in  which  to  perfect  Aggies   were  given  the  ball   and  immediately 

this  new  method,   it  proved  sufficient  as  the  kicked   out  of  danger.     The  first  half  ended 

plays  were   manipulated  as  though  they   had  scoreless.     In  the  third  quarter  with  the  ball 

been  in  use  all  season.    The  grid  warriors  from  on  Villanova's  ten-yard  line,  McGrady  kicked 

the  Capital  City  played  a  fine  brand  of  football  and    Nicholas    of    the    Aggies    fumbled    and 

throughout  but  were  unable  to  stop  the  Blue  McCarthy  recovered  on  the  25-yard  line;    on 

and  White  eleven.    In  the  first  half  McGeehan,  the   third  down  McGeehan  skirted  right  end 

McGrady,  and  Duffy  carried  the  ball  down  to  for  20  yards  and  made  the  only  touchdown  of 

the  ten-yard  line  by  a  series  of  line  bucks  and  the  game.    He  kicked  the  goal, 
two  passes;    then   Capt.   McGeehan  took  the 

ball  around  right  end  for  a  touchdown.     The  Nicholas  and  Winchester,  the  farmers'  stars, 

second  score  was  made  when  Yudusky  blocked  brought  the  ball  to  the  ten-yard   line   in  the 

an  attempted  punt  and  ran  the  ball  back  for  a  third  quarter.    A  touchdown  was  within  reach 


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of  the  Green  eleven.  But  lo,  the  ball  was  fumbled 
on  the  next  play  and  Pickett  fell  on  it.  That 
ended  the  Green's  march  and  thereafter  it 
never  threatened  to  cross  the  Blue  and  White 
goal;  In  the  last  quarter  McCarthy  inter- 
cepted a  pass  and  was  off  for  a  touchdown  but 
was  overtaken  after  a  twenty-yard  run.  Frank 
Pickett  playing  his  first  game  of  college  football 
deserves  a  word  of  praise.  The  husky  guard 
was  always  on  the  alert,  recovering  fumbles 
and  was  a  tower  of  strength  on  the  defense. 
Byrne  at  end  also  played  well,  while  Duffy 
was  easily  the  star  of  the  day.  Johnny 
Dougherty  showed  his  usual  lightning  speed 
and  careful  head  work.  This  game  ended  one 
of  th  most  successful  seasons  at  Villanova 
in  some  years  with  five  victories,  one  tie  and 
three  defeats. 

Villanova,  6;  Muhlenburg,  0 
On  the  1st  of  November  the  Muhlenburg 
eleven  were  the  guests  at  Villanova,  and, 
as  in  nearly  every  game  played  by  the  Blue  and 
White  this  season,  Jupiter  Pluvius  took  the 
leading  role.  More  than  one  thousand  ardent 
lovers  of  football  endured  the  continuous 
drizzle  and  witnessed  a  well-fought  battle. 
Though  heavily  outweighed  ths  Blue  and 
White   were   the   more   aggressive   throughout 


and  never  did  the  visitors  come  within  striking 
distance  of  the  goal.  The  wet  ground  proved 
disastrous  to  the  Blue  and  White's  method  of 
attack.  Heavily  outweighed  we  were  unable  to 
pierce  the  opponent's  line  for  any  considerable 
gains.  End  runs  were  resorted  to,  but  the 
ground  was  too  wet  for  any  men  to  get  up  speed 
to  circle  the  ends  and  invariably  the  end  runs 
accounted  for  small  gains.  The  score  though 
freakish,  was  legal,  though  the  visitors  dis- 
puted the  referee's  decision.  In  the  third 
quarter  when  the  ball  was  on  the  opponent's 
thirty-yard  line,  Capt.  McGeehan  attempted 
a  drop  kick;  as  the  spheroid  left  his  toe  a 
Muhlenburg  player  tried  to  stop  it  but  merely 
deflected  the  ball.  The  fact  that  he  touched 
it  made  the  ball  free  for  all,  and  Yudusky 
grasping  the  situation  fell  on  the  ball  after  it 
had  crossed  the  goal  line,  and  the  referee  seeing 
the  play,  permitted  the  score.  Crowley  for  the 
visitors  was  the  mainstay  on  defense  while 
Collum  for  Villanova  proved  himself  a  good 
general  and  was  especially  good  in  running 
back  punts  despite  the  slimy  condition  of  the 
ball.  Hertzler  thrilled  the  crowds  with  his 
dashing  speed  and  tackling  and  the  opponent's 
backs  found  it  difficult  to  make  any  gain  around 
his  end. 


"CONSTANCE" 

Constance,  thy  beauty  is  to  me 

Like  sunbeams  on  an  emerald  sea 

That  dance  among  the  white-capped  waves. 

And  peep  into  the  ocean  caves, 

Mocking  old  Neptune's  gloomy  might, 

Merry,  sparkling,  golden-bright. 

Turning  the  scornful,  dismal  sea 

Into  a  world  of  gayety. 

So  thine  eyes  of  witching  brown, 

Thy  full  red  lips,  thy  wondrous  crown 

Of  dark-hued  hair,  thy  flashing  smile, 

Have  changed  me  in  a  little  while 

To  a  love-sick  youth,  whose  only  bliss, 

Whose  only  joy  is  writing  this. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 

They  were  sitting  on  the  sofa  in  the  parlor — 
she  on  one  end  and  he  on  the  other.  Suddenly 
she  spoke  through  the  stillness : 

"Suppose  you  start  the  Victrola,  Howard." 

"What's  the  idea,  Mary?" 

"Well — it's  about  time  you  started  some- 
thing!" 

"Did  you  ever  notice  how  Tyrrell  elevates 
his  eyebrows  when  you  call  him  'Shorty'?" 

"Certainly.  It  makes  him  look  at  least  two 
inches  taller." 

Joe  McDermott  says  that  as  a  social  butterfly 
he  is  a  cocoon  just  now — but  we're  inclined  to 
think  he's  cuckoo-ed. 


Jake  (to  his  dancing  partner) — "I  like  a  big 
hall  when  I'm  dancing." 

She---"  How  do  you  spell  that,  Mr.  Sheehan 
— h-a-1-1  or  h-a-u-1?" 

Freshie  (to  Prof,  in  Mechanics) — "Couldn't 
you  give  me  a  better  mark  than  zero  for  the 
month?" 

Prof,  (after  deep  thought)— "Well— I  might 
double  it."  ■■■  ^;r-V:.'-'  '■^■■.-V-:--' ■'"'■'■.■  v. 

She  (discussing  the  English  and  American  spell- 
ing)— "Which  'parlor'  do  you  prefer,  Pat?" 

Pat  Byrne — "Oh,  the  ancient,  parlowr,  of 
course." 

Prof. — "Have  you  read  any  of  Shakespeare's 
works?" 

McCool— "Yes,  the  'Midshipman's  Night's 
Dream.'  " 

Songs  that  never  grow  old — I  wish  I  had  died 
in  my  cradle.  J.  Maguire. 

Weirdly  delirious,  crazily  led, 
Gamboling  and  romping  and  ravingly  mad, 
Playfully  jesting  with  everything  said, 
Harsh  grating  music  considered  not  bad. 
Barrels  of  fun  in  profusion  overspread, 
Joy  unresisting  overflowing  each  lad, 
A  whirling  and  twirling  in  everyone's  heaad. 
Is  merely  a  glimpse  of  us  when  we  feel  gld — 

J.  Padraic  Donovan. 


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Listen  my  children,  and  you  shall  hear 
The  tale  of  a  comical  engineer 
Who,  in  mineralogy, 
Was  given  a  piece  of  "ore'*  to  see 
What  metals  he  could  find  in  it; 
He  took  it,  sighed,  and  thought  a  hit. 
Washed  it  once,  washed  it  twice, 
lasted  it,  and  said,  ''How  nice!'* 
Chased  it  all  around  the  floor, 
Poured  some  Hz  SO4 
On  it,  then  H  NO3, 


And  gravely  said  " It* s^  plain  to  me 

This  ore  contains  some  rhodium, 

Some  silver,  lead  and  sodium, 

A  lot  of  calcium  carbdnate, 

A  trace  oj  ferrous  silicate. 

And — well,  I  guess  that  that's  enough 

To  show  I  know  what's  in  this  stujf." 
*  *  *  * 

But  gentle  reader,  was  he  right? 
Alas,  the  **ore"  was  anthracite! 

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607  Chestnut  Street 

PHILADELPHIA 


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FIRE  BRICK 
SPECIALIST 

1526  PARRI8H  STREET 
Phone,  Pop.  4882  PHILADELPHIA 


Call  upon  us  for  the  catering 
•     for    your    next    Dinner    Party 
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Orders  for  Delivery  Taken  Daily  Until 
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Dissel — 1    did.     I've   been   chewing  on  the 
spring  for  ten  minutes. 


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Phone,  Bryn  Mawr  570 


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APOTHECARY 

ROSEMONT,  PA. 

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a  Specialty 

Telephones 

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Wholesale  Grocers 


TARTAN  BRANDS 


50-54  North  Delaware  Avenue 

49-53  North  Water  Street 

PHILADELPHIA,  PA. 


D.  A.  WACK 


Telephone,  Bryn  Mawr  311 


Suburban  Decorating  Company 


PAINTERS,  PAPER  HANGERS 
and   INTERIOR   DECORATORS 


ESTIMATES   CHEERPULiLY   FURNISHED 


1033  County  Line  Road 


BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 


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JEREMIAH  J.   SULMVAN,  Vice   President 

JOHN  R.  UMSTED,  Vice  President 

WILLIAM   J.   McGLINN.  Vice  President 

JOHN  V.  LOITGHNBY.  Secretary  and  Treasure)- 

WILLIAM    J.    FITZ3PATR1CK,    Asst.    Sec't'y   and    Treas. 

JOHN  F    McMENAMIN,  Asst.  Secretary  and  Treasurer 

HENRY  F.  STIT'/ELL,  Trtist  Officor 

JOSEPH  MALLON.  Real  Estate  Officer 

liKOWN  AL-  WILLIAMS,  roiinsrl 


WATiS'ON   K. 
EDWARD    F. 
JAMES    M. 
CHARLES 
JAMES    A. 

HOWARD 
JOHN   J 
riEXRY 


Philadelphia 

SiirpluH   )|(1,000,000 
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ALCOTT  WILLIAM  J.  McGLINN 

PETER  F.  :moylan,  :\r.i). 

JOHN   F.    S'KELLY 
JEJREMIAH  J.  SULLIVAN 
JOSEPH   C.    TRAINER 
JOHN    R.   UMSTED 
AUBREY   H.   WEIGHTMAN 
TRA.  JEWELL  WILLIAMS 


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DALY 
C.  DREUDING 

FLAHERTY 
B.  FRENCH 


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REQUISITES  FOR  ALL 
INDOOR  AND  OUTDOOR  GAMES 


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PHILADELPHIA 


FOR  CAREFULLY  COMPOUNDED 


Prescriptions  and  Reliable  Drugs 


CALL   AT 


M.  J.   CARMODY'S 


DRUG  STORE 


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Philadelphia 


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Wholesale  Grocers 


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50-54  North  Delaware  Avenue 

49-53  North  Water  Street 

PHILADELPHIA,  PA. 


D.  A.  WACK 


Telephone,  Bryn  Mawr  311 


Suburban  Decorating  Company 


PAINTERS,  PAPER  HANGERS 
and   INTERIOR  DECORATORS 


KSTIMATES    OHEERPULiLY    FURNISHED 


1033  County  Line  Road 


BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 


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Institution  Trade  Our  Specialty 

Reading  Terminal    iVIarket 

PHILADELPHIA  Both  'Phones 


MAKE    YOUR    SPARE    MONEY    EARN    MONEY 

WE  PAY  3.65%  ON  SAVINGS  FUND  ACCOUNTS 


OPEN  AN  ACCOUNT  WITH  THE 


Continental-Equitable  Title  and  Trust  Company 


Twelfth  above  Chestnut 


Capitiil:    $l,(H)0,04»O 

OFFICERS 

JOHN  F.  SKP:LLY,  President 

JEREMIAH   J.    SULI^IVAN,   Vice    President 

JOHN  R.  UMSTED,  Vice  President 

WH^LIAM  J.   McGLINN,  Vice   President 

JOHN  V.  LOI'CtHNEY.   Secretary  and  Treasurer 

WH^LIAM    J.    E1TZ3PATU1CK,    Asst.    Sec'fy   and 

JOHN  F    AfcMENAMlN,  Asst.  Secretary   and  Tvc 

HENRY 'F.  STTT/EI.L.  Trust  Officor 

JOSEPH  MAM-ON.   Real   Estate  Offirer 

IIKOWN  iS;-  Wn>LTAMP.  ronnprl 


UepuHltM:    Uver  $11,000,0<M> 


Philadelphia 


DIRECTORS 


SiiriiliiH   $1,000,000 


Treas. 
asuror 


WATS'ON   K.    ALCOTT 

12DWARD    h\    BEALE 

JAAn>!    yf.    DALY 

CHAR1>ES  C.   DREUDING 

JAAH<:S    A.    FLAHERTY 

HOWARD   B.   FRENCH 
JOHN   J.    HENDERSON 

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WILLIAM  J.  McGLINN 
PETER  F.  MOYLAN,   M.D. 
JOHN   F.    S'KELLY 
JEREMIAH  J.  SULLIVAN 
JOSEPH    C.    TRAINER 
JOHN   R.   UMSTED 
AUBREY  H.   WEIGHTMAN 
IRA   JEWELL  WILLIAMS 


PATRONIZE  ori{  ADVERTISERS 


Mens  Clothing 


READY~TO-WEAR 
and  TAILORED-TO-MEASURE 


Mens  Furnishings 

Underwear  and  Hosiery 

ASSORTMENTS  UNEXCELLED 


Athletic  Sports 


REQUISITES  FOR  ALL 
INDOOR  AND  OUTDOOR  GAMES 


Strawbridge 
&    Clothier 

PHILADELPHIA 


FOR  CAREFULLY  COMPOUNDED 


Prescriptions  and  Reliable  Drugs 


GALL   AT 


M.  J.   CARMODY'S 


DRUG  STORE 


Broad  and  Ellsworth  Streets 

Philadelphia 


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EDITORIAL 27 

EXCHANGES 28 

COLLEGE  NOTES 31 

ALUMNI. 33 

'VARSITY  FOOTBALL  TEAM,  1919  (Plate) 35 

ATHLETICS. 36 

McCANNOGRAMS 39 

V^OES  OF  SOPH'MORE   GREEK  (Poem) 40 


SPLINTERS 41 


SG 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


Vol.  IV. 


FEBRUARY,  1920 


No.  3 


Erins  Freedom 


On  the  bleak  and  restless  ocean 

Floats  a  little  island  fair; 
Washed  the  beach  by  water's  motion, 

Gliding  ivith  caressing  care. 

Ne'er  forgotten  is  this  island 
Long  as  loyal  men  can  fight: 

Freedom's  cause  each  lowland,  highland, 
Served  with  ardor,  served  with  might. 

As  I  tvandered  hill  and  valley 

Echo  footsteps  this  refrain: 
Hero.es  answer  Freedom's  rally, 

Though  they  fall  and  nothing  gain. 

To  my  fields  ancestral  turning, 

Liberty  to  see  enthroned, 
'Neath  the  tyrant's  yoke  were  yearning 

People  who  for  centuries  groaned. ,, 

Blackened  walls  in  ruined  masses — ■ 
Terror's  form  confronted  me: 

Horrid  image  of  the  classes 
Living  proud  across  the  sea. 


Hearth  and  home,  though  once  possessor, 
Now  I  vainly  looked  to  claim; 

Shot,  shell,  ball  of  dire  oppressor 
Marked  the  spot  with  deadly  aim. 

Gladly  for  the  cause  of  Ireland 
Father  gave  his  all — his  life; 

Brothers,  kinsmen,  for  the  sireland 
Fell  in  that  same  noble  strife. 

May  the  tyrant's  crimes  ascending 

Like  a  Babel  to  the  skies 
Meet  a  like  conjusion — ending 

Hopeless,  in  defeat  of  lies! 

Come,  then,  friends  of  Freedom's  banner. 
Come  and  fight  the  fight  amain! 

Drive  the  tyrant  from  his  manor! 
Ireland' s  freedom  is  your  gain. 


Freedom  never  called  you  vainly; 

Blood  keeps  green  the  dear  old  sod; 
Shoulder  each  his  burden  mainly — 

Give  the  sacred  cause  to  God! 

William  F.  Berry. 


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4  THE  VILLANOVAN 

The  Kiss  of  Peace 

By  Clement  C.  McHale 

OUT  of  doors  it  was  twilig^ht  of  a  summer  a  few  minutes'  talk.  But  occasionally  some  of 
evening.  But  within  already  the  great,  their  plans  were  miscarried;  then  they  did  the 
elaborately  decorated  electric  lamps  of  next  best  thing — sat  around  and  talked.  This 
the  clubroom  shed  forth  their  radiance,  causing  story  opens  on  just  such  a  night, 
the  objects,  that  had  begun  to  be  but  dimly  The  young  men,  under  the  leadership  of 
outlined  in  the  departing  rays  of  the  setting  Harry  Leslie,  picked  out  a  corner  of  the  room  for 
sun,  to  resume  their  accustomed  splendor.  The  themselves  and  proceeded  to  pass  the  night  as 
large,  soft-cushioned  Morris  chairs  seemed  to  pleasantly  as  possible.  Conversations  on  differ- 
invite  one  to  enjoy  a  few  leisure  moments  in  ent  matters  were  raised,  some  followed  by 
comfort  after  the  wearisome  hours  spent  in  the  heated  arguments,  others  merely  made  men- 
hard,  wooden  revolving  desk  chairs.  The  cool  tion  of.  Some  hours  passed  in  this  idle  talking, 
breezes  of  the  numerous  electric  fans  almost  and  some  of  the  fellows  were  shifting  nervously, 
begged  the  pleasure  to  cool  one  after  the  turmoil  They  were,  doubtlessly,  laboring  to  be  content 
of  the  busy  streets  and  suffocating  offices.  The  under  the  circumstances,  which,  unfortunately, 
latest  magazines,  of  every  description,  lay  scat-  could  not  be  bettered.  Their  nerves,  steadily 
tered  about  several  large  tables,  each  one  offer-  under  a  strain  of  excitement,  caused  them  to 
ing  a  special  invitation  to  travel  some  different  be  uncomfortable  when  they  tried  to  pass  a 
part  of  the  world.  A  card  game,  in  one  corner,  quiet  evening.  Slowly,  but  steadily,  the  seeds 
sent  forth  its  charms  to  distract  the  wearied  of  discontent  had  found  root  in  the  heart  of 
business  mind,  while,  in  other  parts  of  the  room,  each.  Already,  on  some  faces,  plain  misery  was 
the  gay  chattering  of  some  of  the  club  members  pictured.  Leslie,  as  leader,  was  bound  to  stop 
solicited  your  company  "or  a  time.  Everywhere  this  by  thinking  up  something  to  make  the 
one  looked,  something  seemed  to  entice,  to  night  pass  more  pleasantly.  Gradually,  he  grew 
draw  on.  Everything,  in  the  line  of  comfort,  calmer;  his  face  took  on  a  serious  expression 
that  man's  genius  could  invent,  was  there,  send-  and  he  gave  himself  up  to  serious  thought,  hop- 
ing forth,  as  it  were,  magic  spells  to  distract  ing  that  something  would  turn  up  to  give  the 
and  divert  the  solemn  business  mind.  boys  what  they  silently  begged. 

It  was  still  too  early  for  most  of  the  members  He  was  half-sitting,  half-standing  against  a 
to  be  present;  but  the  more  easy  going  were  small  round  card-table,  making  the  table  sup- 
there,  some  reading,  some  smoking  and  talking  port  his  heavy,  well-set,  powerfully  built  body, 
gaily,  and  still  others  watching  the  outcome  of  He  was  admired  by  all,  but  especially  by  his 
the  card  game.  fellow  members  at  the  club.  They  had  a  faint 
The  hours  sped  quickly  in  this  realm  of  sUvSpicion  that  there  was  some  sort  of  myster\ 
pleasure  and  now  the  room  was  quite  filled  connected  with  his  past,  which,  for  some  reason 
with  pleasure  seekers.  All  ages,  from  old  age  or  other,  was  carefully  concealed.  His  black, 
down  to  young  manhood,  were  represented,  shining  eyes  and  jet-black  hair,  together  with 
The  old  men,  naturally  more  sedate,  sat  apart  his  dark  face,  gave  one  the  impression  of  foreigi 
by  themselves,  preferring  a  quiet  talk  on  busi-  birth.  But  his  companions  maintained  that,  ir' 
ness  matters  to  the  light  and  frivolous  convtr-  America,  and  nowhere  else,  could  such  big 
salions  of  the  youths.  Planning  parties,  balls,  strong  shoulders  and  wiry  body  have  beer' 
or  dances  was  their  favorite  talk  and,  usually,  developed.  His  winning  personality  and  quick 
they  used  the  clubroom  for  these  purposes,  thinking  were  the  main  cauvses  of  his  election  to 
They  generally  had  places  more  attractive  than  be  the  club's  "Grand  Leader"  in  the  absence  o! 
the  clubroom  to  which  they  would  hasten  after  Dick  Traverse,   his  most  intimate   friend   and 


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oldest  acquaintance  in  the  society.  Dick 
Traverse  was  called  upon  to  serve  his  part  in 
the  World  War.  He  answered  the  call  cheer- 
fully, leaving  behind  father,  mother,  sister, 
friends,  and  a  possible  sweetheart,  to  serve  what 
was  plainly  his  duty.  At  this  time,  he  was  in 
France  in  high  expectations  of  his  home-coming. 

Leslie  was  at  his  wits'  end.  He  could  devise 
no  scheme  to  raise  the  spirits  of  the  fellows. 
But,  just  then,  as  if  some  unforeseen  hand  had 
directed  him.  Jack  Kearney,  the  j oiliest  of  the 
club,  strolled  through  the  door.  Jack  was 
always  on  hand  with  something  which  the  boys 
liked.  So  Leslie  contented  himvself  thinking  Jack 
would  not  fail  to  disperse  the  cloud  of  despair 
which  engulfed  everybody  tonight.  But  as  Les- 
lie watched  him,  he  noticed  that  some  heavy 
disappointment  was  weighing  upon  Jack,  and 
his  wonderful  strength  and  fine  physique  seemed 
to  be  heavily  burdened  with  it.  Jack  lighted  a 
cigarette  and  slowly  walked  over  and  seated 
himself  in  the  Morris  chair  near  Leslie. 

Every  one  in  the  crowd  saw  Jack's  dejected 
spirit,  and,  not  being  in  too  good  spirits  them- 
selves, decided  to  raise  their  own  and  have  some 
fun  at  Jack's  expense.  Jack  was  silent  for  a 
long  time  under  the  teasing,  not  minding  much 
what  was  said,  until  some  one,  bubbling  over 
with  mischief,  mentioned  the  name  of  Gloria. 
That  was  the  beginning.  It  was  Jack's  one 
weak  point,  because  he  didn't  think  it  right  to 
have  Gloria's  name  mentioned,  unless  it  would 
be  to  praise  and  honor  her.  Gloria  Traverse 
was  to  him  "the  only  girl  in  the  world".  He 
was  not  jealous  but  insisted  that  her  name  was 
too  sacred  to  be  made  use  of  in  ordinary  conver- 
sation. He  flashed  a  look  of  indignation  at  the 
person  who  uttered  it.  But  he  had  more  than 
one  to  answer  now.  Each  took  it  up  in  his 
turn  and  said  something  about  Gloria.  His 
anger  rose  steadily  to  fever  heat.  This  was  the 
thing  they  wanted.  Leslie,  thinking  to  hasten 
matters  a  little,  leaned  over  and  whispered  to 
Jack,  in  a  sympathetic  tone,  "What's  the  use  of 
getting  angry,  Jack?  I  was  never  so  jealous  as 
to  lose  patience  at  the  mere  mention  of  Gloria's 
name."  ■'■'-  ■■-^•l-  -■' '':■:■  ^y- '■:'-■  .■  ■'■■■v  l: 

Leslie  intended  to  say  more,  but  his  limit  was 
reached.  Jack  leapt  from  the  chair  like  a 
furious  bull.     He  looked  steadily  at  Leslie  as 


if  to  force  something  out  of  him.  But  Leslie, 
calm  as  ever,  returned  the  stare.  Jack  tried  to 
speak  but  the  words  caught  in  his  throat  and 
he  sank  to  the  chair  exhausted.  This  seemed 
only  to  raise  the  spirits  of  the  boys.  They 
called  the  waiter  and  ordered  drinks  for  all 
and  one  for  Jack.  The  waiter  returned  soon 
with  the  drinks.  Jack  swallowed  his  quickly 
and  it  seemed  to  have  a  cooling  effect  on  his 
temper.  Gaining  some  possession  of  himself, 
he  entered  a  hot  discussion  with  Leslie.  But 
Leslie  had  decidedly  the  upper  hand.  He 
offered  fairly  convincing  arguments  that  he 
stood  higher  in  Gloria's  esteem  than  did  Jack. 
Here  Jack  hesitated.  Was  Gloria  true  to  him? 
or,  did  she  prefer  Leslie?  He  pondered  seri- 
ously for  some  minutes.  He  knew  Leslie's 
standing  in  the  Traverse  family,  but  his  old 
love  for  Gloria  returned,  and  he  reproached 
himself  inwardly  because  of  his  doubts.  Then 
he  laughed  heartily  at  Leslie.  But  Leslie  was 
not  so  easily  eluded.  "Why,"  he  continued, 
"Gloria  would  return  you  your  ring  tomorrow 
and  marry  me  if  I  asked  her." 

Jack  resolved  not  to  let  himself  fly  into 
another  fit  of  passion.  He  suspected  what  Les- 
lie was  after.  "You'll  pardon  my  merriment," 
he  said,  "but,  really,  you  put  on  airs.  Why, 
Gloria  thinks  no  more  of  you  than  if  she  had 
never  seen  you.  I  see  what  you're  up  to,  though. 
You  just  want  some  fun  at  my  expense."   iv 

"Well,  have  it  as  you  will,"  pursued  Leslie, 
"but  you  think  I  have  not  still  some  hold  on 
Gloria?  Ha!  Why  do  you  think  Dick  asked 
me  to  serve  as  her  brother  during  his  absence? 
You  must  plainly  see  that  I  stand  higher  in 
esteem  with  each  member  of  the  Traverse  family 
than  you  do  with  only  one.  I  still  tell  you  she's 
mine  for  the  asking,  and,  what's  more,  I'm 
willing  to  prove  it." 

"You  seem  very  confident  of  yourself,  any- 
way," argued  Jack,  "and  I'll  ask  you  to  prove 
what  you  say.  But  one  condition :  nothing  that 
would  be  insulting,  or,  I  might  prove  too  good 
a  match  for  you,"  he  finished  threateningly. 

"Well,  I'll  tell  you  what  I'll  do.  I'll  kiss 
Gloria  Traverse  within  forty-eight  hours  and  in 
your  presence,  and  that,  without  any  physical 
compulsion." 

Jack  answered  this  with  a  roar  of  laughter. 


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He  did  not  think  about  its  being  insulting.  He 
was  certain  no  siich  act  could  be  performed. 
The  more  he  thought,  the  more  he  laughed. 

"You  almost  make  me  think  myself  unable," 
Leslie  broke  in,  sarcastically,  when  the  laughter 
had  somewhat  subsided. 

"I  apologize  sincerely,"  said  Jack,  "but 
surely,  you  are  jesting.  You  cannot  mean  it. 
Do  you  mean  to  say  you  do?"  he  said  when  he 
saw  Leslie's  serious  expression.  ) 

"Never  more  serious  in  all  my  life,  and  I 
will  proye  it,"  said  Leslie,  forcibly  striking  the 
table  with  his  clenched  fist.  "And  to  let  you 
know  that  I'm  fully  confident  of  success,  I'll 
put  up  a  case  of  my  best  champagne  as  security." 

"Well,  I'm  interested  in  your  case,"  said  Jack, 
smiling  at  the  ambiguous  statement,  "so  I'll 
put  up  five  of  mine  that  you  won't  win." 

"Indeed!"  pursued  Leslie,  "you  seem  more 
confident  of  success  than  I  do;  but,  since  you 
want  it  in  form  of  a  bet,  I'm  willing.  It  ought 
to  be  at  equal  prizes,  though.  So,  I'll  add  four 
to  my  one.  There  you  are,  boys,"  he  said 
turning  for  the  first  time  to  the  crowd.  "A  bet's 
on.  You're  all  witnesses  of  it.  Five  ca.ses  of 
Jack  Kearney's  champagne  against  five  of 
mine,  that  I  won't  kiss  Gloria  Traverse  in  his 
presence  within  forty-eight  hours." 

"Well  and  beautifully  stated,"  said  one  rising 
and  bowing  awkwardly. 

"Hold  on!"  cried  Jack.  "I  want  to  change 
something  in  that  bet.  Leslie's  first  offer  was 
one  case.  I  refuse  that  it  be  raised  to  five.  He 
may  need  the  extra  cases  when  Prohibition  is 
passed."    . -■-■^^■-'; '^ -■/':■■,:'.■  ^^ -■■■■■■  .v    -,„■■■ ', 

"Well,  have  it  as  you  will,"  agreed  Leslie, 
tired  of  arguing.  "It  makes  no  difference 
whether  I  ofifer  one  or  five.  The  result  will  only 
be  to  empty  your  own  cellar." 

Jack  now  took  upon  himself  the  task  to  con- 
vince Leslie  that  he  had  the  power  to  permit 
or  prevent  Leslie  from  carrying  the  bet  to  a 
successful  finish.  Although  Leslie  was  quite 
tired  of  arguing,  the  spirit  that  the  boys  showed 
in  this  new  subject  was  sufficient  to  enlist  his 
voice.  Jack  was  quickly  overpowered  b^^  the 
number  of  arguments  presented  to  him  and  was 
forced  to  withdraw.  He  had  not  a  single  one  on 
his  side.  They  all  followed  the  most  1  kely  of 
winners,  Harry  Leslie.     He  was  known,   from 


past  experiences,  to  come  through  successful  on 
any  such  feat  as  this.  So,  they  didn't  think  of 
his  failing  this  time. 

After  Jack's  withdrawal  from  this  new  topic, 
a  "move  to  sojourn"  was  "seconded".  This 
was  the  signal  to  depart.  They  were  just  begin- 
ning to  separate,  when  a  tall,  sleepy  looking 
fellow,  who  was  in  the  extreme  end  of  the  gath- 
ering all  evening,  rose,  stretched,  yawned,  and 
then  spoke  in  a  long,  drawled-out  way,  "Say, 
fellows,  you  forgot  something!"  At  this  all 
turned  to  see  what  was  forgotten.  "You  didn't 
say  when  this  forty-eight  hours  begins,"  he 
finally  managed  to  say. 

"Oh,  that's  right,  too!"  called  out  Jack. 
"Good  for  you,  Charley.  I  knew  you'd  wake 
up  before  the  morning  sun  rose  again."  Then 
turning  towards  Leslie.  "Here's  another  point 
for  you  to  settle,  Harry.  I'll  give  you  every 
chance  in  the  world  and  still  you  won't  win." 

"I  wouldn't  be  too  boastful.  Jack.  You 
don't  know  what  can  turn  up  in  forty-eight 
hours."  Here  Leslie  stopped  to  look  over  to  a 
night  messenger,  who  had  just  entered.  "Are 
you  Mr.  Harry  Leslie?"  asked  the  boy,  trying 
to  look  as  much  of  a  man  of  importance  as  he 
could.  When  he  received  an  affirmative  answer, 
he  said  laconically,  "A  telegram,  sir!"  Leslie 
took  the  telegram  and  saw  it  was  for  him.  He 
signed  his  name  to  the  book  and  returned  it  with 
a  dollar  bill.  The  messenger,  common  to  boys 
of  his  age,  twelve  or  thirteen,  thought  himself 
rich  now,  and  with  a  "Thank  you,  sir!"  and  a 
gratuitous  bow  left  the  club.  Jack  repeated  his 
question  as  to  the  time  of  the  bet,  but  Leslie, 
ignoring  the  question  entirely,  opened  the 
enevelope  and  read  the  telegram.  Surprise  and 
joy  at  once  pictured  themselves  on  his  face.  He 
suppressed  with  difficulty  a  loud  cry  of  joy. 
He  thought  a  few  minutes,  walked  to  a  tele- 
phone booth,  and  called  up  the  Pennsylvania 
Railroad  information  bureau.  No  one  heard  his 
questions,  "How  long  does  it  take  to  travel 
from  New  York  City  to  this  place?  What  time 
will  No.  5  arrive?"  Being  answered,  he  noted 
the  reply,  thanked  the  clerk,  and  hung  up  the 
receiver.  Returning  to  his  companions  he 
noticed  a  look  of  intense  curiosity  on  each 
countenance.  He  smiled,  and  shook  his  head 
slightly    to    their    curious    questions.      "You'll 


•      .      THE  VILLANOVAN;  :::;;:;-;:v:>;    .  ''-W^^^^^^^^ 

know  in  a  day  or  so,"  was  his  only  answer,  let  his  eye  Wander  about  the  room.    As  I  have 

Then  he  took  up  Jack's  question.       ii  said  hewas  nostranger  here,  but  he  delighted  to 

/'Well,  Jack,"  he  said,  "as  you  are  so  obtig-  gaze  on  the  beautiful  things  in  this  large  and 

ing,  I'll  consent  to  announce  the  time  of  the  luxurious  room.     His  gaze  wandered  from  one 

beginning  of  the  bet.    Let's  see;    it's  just  one-  thing  to  another,  until  it  finally  fell  upon  the 

forty-five  a.  m.   now.     Well,  say  we  start  at  portrait  of  his  best  friend,  Dick  Traverse.     He 

three  a.  m.  this  morning.     If  it's  not  satisfac-  pulled  the  telegram  from  his  pocket  and  read  it 

tory   to   you,   break   it,   and  make   your  own  a   second   time.      "Poor  chap!"    he   muttered 

time."  under  his  breath.    But  just  then  Gloria  entered. 

"As  you  say,  Leslie,  it  starts  at  three  this  She  was  clad  in  a  handsome  olive  drab  riding 

morning  and  finishes  at  three  Thursday  morn-  habit,  underneath  which  the  high  shining  boots 

ing.     Let's  shake  on  it,"  he  continued,  putting  made  themselves  plainly  visible.     A  gay  little 

out    his    hand.      Leslie    took    it     and    shook  curl  of  auburn  hair  which  protruded  underneath 

vigorously.  her  hat  was  made  even  more  red  by  the  gay 

All  being  now  settled,  they  decided  to  return  morning    sunlight    coming    through    the    east 

to  their  homes.     "One  last  drink"  was  neces-  window. 

sary  to  carry  them  home,  though.     So,  collec-  Few  were  to  be  compared  with  Gloria  Traverse 

tively,  they  entered  the  saloon  to  bid  good-night  in   a  beauty  contest.     Her  bright  blue   eyes, 

to  the  glass.     But  a  few  fell  in  love  with  the  always  vshining  with  the  full  joy  of  life,  pictured 

bottle,  with  the  result  that  they  took  just  one  somewhat  the  sweetness  of  character  and  sweet 

too  many  affectionate  draughts.     A  strong  and  disposition  which  were  her  greatest  virtues.  The 

friendly    hand    was    needed    to    escort    them  lovely  smile  forever  playing  about  her  lips  gave 

through  the  lobby  to  the  waiting  taxi.     Their  expression   to   the  fact   that  she   always   took 

friends  volunteered  to  serve  in  this  extremity,  things  as  they  came,  and  made  the  best  of  them. 

Slowly   all   withdrew    and    the   clubroom   was  She  was  slight  of  form,  but  graceful  and  wil- 

silent.    Only  a  few  in  the  corner,  either  players  lowy.     Leslie  was  somewhat  sorry  to  think  she 

or  interested  spectators,  remained  to  give  evi-  preferred  Jack  to  him,  but  he  couldn't  blame 

dence  of  human  beings  in  this  homelike  scene  Jack  for  working  his  hardest  to  gain  Gloria, 

of  a  few  hours  before.  He  was  almost  as  happy  as  Jack  himself.     He 

Harry  Leslie  was  up  iearly  next  morning,  or  didn't  think  he  could  be  one-half  as  much  a 

rather   the  same   morning,   and,   after  a  light  pleasure  to  Gloria  as  Jack  was.'    So  he  quietly 

breakfast  at  the  club,  called  his  chauffeur  and  dropped   out   of   the   lists   and    left  Jack   and 

gave   directions    to    the   Traverse    home.      He  Gloria' to  settle  things  as  they  liked, 

ascended  the  steady  incline  up  the  long  drive  "Why,  good  morning,  Mr.  Lesliie!     Vou  are 

to  the  Traverse  home  in  his  new  powerful  run-  a  very  early  caller  this  morning,"  she  said  by 

about.     After  giving  orders  to  his  chauffeur  to  way  of  introduction.' 

wait,  he  mounted  the  steps  and  rang  the  bell.  "Good  morning!"  returned  Leslie.     "I  hope 

The  door  was  soon  opened  by  the  butler.    Leslie  lam  not  a  cause  of  inconvenience  to  you.    If  so, 

stepped  inside  and  asked  to  see  Traverse.     A  we  can  postpone  the  subject." 

name  card  was  unnecessary  to  one  so  well  known  "  No,jndeed,  Mr.  Leslie!    You're  always  wel- 

in  this  house.     Upon  the  butler's  leaving,  he  come.    But  you  almost  missed  me.    I  was  about 

walked  into  the  drawing  room  and  seated  him-  to  take  my  morning  ride  through  the  park.    You 

self.     Soon  the  butler  returned  with  the  reply,  look  terribly  worried,  Harry — I  mean — Mr.  Les- 

Miss  Traverse  will  see  you  in  five  minutes,  if  Hie.    Can  I  be  of  service  to  you?" 

you  will  wait."         ;          v  "Well,   I'm  not  just  worried,"  Leslie  made 

"I'll  wait,"   said  Leslie  and  settled  himself  haste  to  assure  her.'     "It's,  just  something   I 

back  into   the  large  chair,   thinking   over  the  want  to  be  thorough  with." 

happenings  of  the  early  morning.    He  fell  to  con-  "I    thought   you   were  going   to   apologize," 

sidering  what  would  be  the  easiest  way  to  bring  broke  in  Gloria,  laughing,   "judging  from  the 

about  success.     Slowly  he  forgot  his  plans  and  serious  expression  on  your  face." 


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"But  you  might  demand  an  apology  before  I 
get  through." 

"What  do  you  mean,  Mr.\ Leslie?"  she  asked, 
wishing  to  get  his  full  thoughts.  "Please 
explain  what  you  are  talking  about."      ' 

"Well,  if  you  won't  interrupt  me,  Miss 
Traverse,"  he  began,  "I'll  tell  you  just  what  I 
mean.  I  haven't  much  time,  though,"  he  said 
as  if  trying  to  sum  up  courage.  "So  you'll 
excuse  my  skipping  over  a  certain  amount,  that 
might  add  interest,  but  isn't  important.  Last 
night,"  he  continued,  "we  were  all  down  at  the 
club  talking  over  many  things.  Gradually  we 
lost  all  interest  in  conversation,  when,  who 
should  step  in  but  Jack?  He  was  rather  disap- 
pointed.''''  .  ■■■'■:'.' ^r  "■  :''---'>'^l-\.i^y-^[y^^ 

"Poor  fellow,''  said  Gloria,  as  he  paused  for 
breath. 

"Then  you  were  the  cause  of  his  disappoint- 
ment," urged  Leslie,  trying  to  delay  as  long  as 
possible.'  ■ 

"No,  indeed!"  said  Gloria.  "I  wouldn't  dis- 
appoint Jack  for  the  world,  you  know,"  she 
broke  off  and  blushed  slightly.  "I  didn't  even 
see  him  last  night.'  He  said  he  was  detained  on 
unexpected  business.  But,  I've  interrupted. 
Please  continue,  Mr.^  Leslie." 

"Very  well,"  Leslie  began  again,  "we  were 
teasing  Jack  for  a  long  time,  and  it  finally 
ended  up  in  a  bet." 

"*A  bet!"  cried  Gloria,  fully  intent  on  Leslie's 
narrative.'  "This  is  more  than  interesting.'  Was 
Jack  in  the  bet??  But,  oh,  I've  interrupted  again. 
Please  excuse  me,  Mr.  Leslie,  and  I  won't  do 
it  again." 

"And  the  bet  was  between  Jack  and  me," 
went  on  Leslie  disregarding  the  interruption. 
"*Jack  put  up'  five  cases  of  his  champagne 
against  one  of  mine  that  I  wouldn't  kiss  you  in 
his  presence  within  forty-eight  hours." 

Gloria  jumped  from  the  chair  in  which  she 
was  sitting,  and  a  sudden  sharp  slap  in  the  face 
was  her  only  reply.^  She  was  too  astounded  to 
speak.'  Leslie  rose  also,  apologized  for  his 
doings,  and  entreated  forgiveness.  Gloria's 
actions  were  no  surprise  to  him;  they  were  even 
milder  than  he  had  expected.  But  he  was  not 
repulsed.'  He  began  ah  argument  which  he 
thought  would  win'  Gloria  to  his  side.  He 
started    off    in    a    humble,    soliciting    manner.' 


"Won't  you  permit  me,  Miss  Traverse?  It's 
only  a  favor  I  ask." 

"Please  don't  try  to  coax  me,  Mr.'  Leshe," 
broke  in  Gloria,  now  for  a  moment  forgetting 
her  indignation.  "You  know  Jack  is  first  now 
in  everything,  since  I  am.  to  be  his  wife.  Do  not 
try  to  persuade  m.e.  I  cannot.  Much  as  I'd 
like  to  grant  you  your  favor,  I  cannot.'  I  don't 
1  ke  to  refuse  a  favor,  especially  to  you,  who  are 
such  a  close  friend  of  the  family."  She  stopped 
short  expecting  Leslie  would  announce  his  dis- 
continuance in  the  bet.  But  Leslie  would  not 
give  in,  at  least,  not  yet.'^^^^^^>-^^^^^^^^-^^^    ;   ^,  : 

*%  trust,"  he  said,  "that  you  are  not  in- 
sulted. Miss  Traverse.  "Were  it  not  for  the 
standing  I  presume  to  have  in  your  family,  I 
would  never  have  thought  of  accepting  such  a 
bet.  But  you  remember,  before  Dick  left,  he 
asked  me  to  take  his  place  as  your  brother. 
Surely,  no  one  would  refuse  a  brother  such  a 
thing  as  I  have  just  mentioned.  Why  not  one 
who  takes  a  brother's  place?  •' 

Gloria  was  almost  persuaded  to  yield.  But 
her  thoughts  returned  to  Jack.  It  would  not  be 
fair,  she  thought,  to  treat  Jack  in  this  manner. 

"You  almost  convince  me,  Mr.'  Leslie,"  she 
said,  as  if  giving  expression  to  her  thoughts. 
"But  I  couldn't  act  thus  and  do  justice  to  Jack. 
He  might  not  understand  as  you  or  I  would. 
It  might  cause  a  coolness  to  rise  between  us. 
And  I  can't  permit  that?''^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^    '     :       ;  ' 

"But,"  contended  Leslie  undismayed,  "he 
was  more  than  anxious  to  accept  the  bet.  I 
don't  see  why  he  should  complain  if  the  odds 
are  against  him." 

"You  alm.ost  convince  me,"  said  Gloria,  "but 
it  cannot  be.  No,  I  will  not  allow  it.  I  have 
always  liked  you,  Mr.  Leslie.  You  were  ever  a 
very  good  friend  to  all,  but  an  especial  com- 
panion to  Dick.'  Still,  I  must  refuse.  You  see 
in  what  circumstances  I  am  placed  and  I  must 
stand  by  Jack.  Still,  if  it  will  suffice,  I'll  have 
father  send  you  five  cases  of  champagne,  or 
six — six  will  be  right.  You  can  still  be  winner, 
and  send  one  to  Jack  to  pay  your  debt." 

"*That  would  not  be  right,  though,"  Leslie 
still  persisted.  "Your  father  would  be  the  one 
to  suffer,  and  neither  Jack  nor  I  losers.  It 
should  rather  be  settled  between  Jack  and  me. 
We  made  the  bet;    according  to  its  laws,  one 


THE  VILLANOVAN  9 

must  be  winner,  the  other  a  loser.    Although  you  all  day.'    He  sat  in  his  office  arranging  some 

have  rny  sincere  thanks  for  your  proposition,  I  papers,  but  his  mind  wandered  constantly  to 

prefer  to  decline  to  receive  your  offer  to  make  Leslie.^    He  wondered  if  Leslie  would  carry  out 

your  father  pay.^    If  Fmust  lose,  L  guess  I  must,  his  side  of  the  bet. ^    Oh,  how  he  would  have 

but  r'm  not  finished  yet.'    I  ask,  though,  that  liked  to  know  just  what  Leslie  was  doing!    He 

you  will  not  be  insulted,  no  matter  how  things  consoled  himself  partly,  by  saying  to  himself, 
turnout."           ^^  ^  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^\^  :;;v^^^^^^^';^;-^^^^v^^^^^":  ■     ?  :  -  I'm  not  there,  Leslie  can't  carry 

Gloria  was  silent.    She  had  no  answer  to  his  out  the  bet."*    Still  he  was  in  doubt,  and  though 

arguments.'     Leslie   mistook    her    silence.      He  he  did  not  doubt  Glorai's  love  for  him,  he  knew 

thought   it   was   because    she    didn\   want    to  Leslie's  standing  in  the  family,  and  that  he  could 

refuse,  but  still  would  not  be  persuaded.  have  been  a  victorious  wooer  of  Gloria  in  place 

"^Let  it  rest,  Miss  Traverse,"  Leslie  broke  in  of  himself,  if  he  had  wished.     It  appeared  to 

upon  the  silence.'     'AT  am  very  sorry  to  have  him  that  Leslie  was  a  secret  lover  of  Gloria  but 


offended  you."    ^^^      ;  ";     ;    -^^  sacrificed   himself    to  make  Jack    happyJ' 

■'  Indeed,  it's  because  L  can't  grant  your  favor  Often  had  he  approached  Leslie  on  this  subject', 
that  I  am  grieved,"  Gloria  answered.      :;v^,/b      received  only  a  smile  and  a  head-shake  in 

They  were  silent  again.'    Leslie  could  not  con-  the'  negative.*    Jack  was  partly  convinced,  but 

tent  himself  to  leave  just  then.    So  he  decided  a  shadow  of  suspicion  rested  on  his  mind  which 

to    change    the    conversation    to    some    more  he  could  not  erase, 

pleasant  topic,  and  then  depart.  Finally,  the  day  drew  to  a  close  and  Jack 

'*Have   you    heard    from    Dick   lately?"    he  called  up  Gloria  on  the  telephone.    He  told  her 

inquired.'             «  of    an    important    business    engagement    that 

"'No,  not  lately,"  Gloria  made  answer,  glad  should  keep  him  away  tonight.'  "It  was  to  be 
of  the  change.  "The  last  letter  we  had  was  tomorrow  night,"  he  told  her,  '* but  I  had  it 
almost  a  month  ago.'  But  you  know  all  that  it  fixed  for  tonight.  I  want  to  be  at  that  party 
contained.''  He  was  saying  he  expected  to  sail  tomorrow  night."  The  conversation  over  the 
soon."  I  wonder  if  he  has  been  on  the  high  seas  phone  continued  some  time,  but  each  party  left 
since;  I'm  so  worried  about  him.'  T  wish  he  aside  anything  which  might  bear  upon  the  sub- 
were  home  again."  ject  of  a  bet."    Jack  did  not  know  that  Leslie 

"But  he  will  be  soon,"  Leslie  said  encourag-  had   told   Gloria,    and   Gloria   thought   it   had 

ingly.     "I  saw  in  the  paper  that  a  troop  ship  dropped."     The  conversation  ended,   and  Jack 

left  France  almost  two  weeks  ago.    I  am  hoping  resumed  business.'    Gloria  prepared  to  spend  a 

he' was  on  that.'    I  express  the  same  sentiments  quiet  evening  at  home. 

you  have  just  mentioned.  I  will  be  only  too  The  night  passed  quietly,  and  "W'ednesday 
happy  to  see  him  back  at  the  club  again.  But  dawned  bright  and  clear.  Jack,  no  longer 
now  I  must  bid  you  good-morning.  I  hope  you  agitated,  thought  of  the  small  amount  of  time 
will  not  take  back  your  invitation  to  tomorrow  left  to  Leslie  to  win  the  bet.  Less  than  twenty- 
night's  party."  four  hours,  of  which  the  most  of  the  time  would 

'"'No,  no,"  said  Gloria  desirous  of  expressing  be  spent  in  business.     He  already  felt  success 

her  friendship  in  some  manner.     "That  invita-  was  his  and  he  licked  his  lips  now  and  then,  as 

tion  is  as  good  now  as  ever.     If  I  cannot  grant  if  to  taste  Leslie's  champagne.     The  thought 

one  favor,  I  will  not  conclude  by  taking  back  once  occurred  to  him  that  it  would  be  only  a 

one  already  given."  matter  of  a  few  minutes  for  Leslie  to  carry  out 

At  this  they  bade  each  other  good-morning  his  side  of  the  bet,  but  he  quickly  put  it  away, 

and  separated.     Leslie  motored  to  the  business  He   plunged    headlong   into   business    and    the 

section  of  the  city  to  fulfill  a  business  engage-  time  flew  rapidly.^    Evening  had  come  almost 

ment.'     Gloria  mounted  her  horse  to  feel  the  as  a  surprise  to  him.     He  closed  his  desk,  took 

sweet  morning  air  by  her  ride  through  the  park.'  his  hat,  and  prepared  to  leave.    He  directed  his 

,         *^         *****         *  steps    to    his    apartments    to   make    ready    for 

Jack  Kearney  was  in  a  high  state  of  agitation  Gloria's  party.     He  intended  to  be  there  first 


10  THE  VILLANOVAN 

and  keep  Gloria  to  himself  all  evening.'      v    ^    !  Gloria  had  to  play  the  part  of  polite  hostess  and 

The  time  flew  quickly  and  guests  were  arriv-  standing  near  the  door  bid  adieux  to  the  guests 

ing  to  make  a  merry  evening.    Leslie  was  first,  and  receive  their  thanks. 

although  Jack  tried  to  be.    He  saw  him  talking  .  Finally,  even  this  duty  was 'over,  and  now 

to  Gloria  in  the  far  end  of  the  dancing  room,  only  Jack  remained  to  have  a  "few  last  words". 

He  bowed  himself  into  their  presence  and  joined  But  it  took  him  almost  an  hour  to  say  these 

in  the  conversation.'    Leslie  wore  a  confident  "few  words".     He  had  finally  finished  these 

smile  as  Jack  approached,  which  was  not  to  be  words  and  was  on  the  point  of  leaving  when  the 

removed  even  in  a  most  serious  topic'     Jack  door-bell  rang  with  such  vehemence  as  to  cause 

suspected    something    but    sa!id    nothing.''     He  them  both  to  jump  from  fright.    Nor  did  it  stop 

resolved  to  separate  Gloria  and  Leslie  and  keep  ringing  until  the  butler,  murmuring  and  proba- 

them  at  a  distance  for  the  night.  bly  more  than  murmuring,  made  his  way  down 

Gloria  reserved  first  and  third  dances  for  jack,  the  steps  and  opened  the  door, 
but  gave  second  and  fourth  to  Leslie.  Jack  The  butler  stood  still,  horror-stricken,  his  one 
must  contrive  some  plan  to  separate  them  after  hand  on  the  door-knob,  the  other  pressing 
each  dance.'  But  how  he  knew  not.*  Suddenly  against  the  wall  for  support,  his  eyes  almost' 
a  burst  of  music  announced  the  start  of  the  bulging  out  of  their  sockets,  and  his  mouth  half 
dance.^  Jack  led  Gloria  to  the  dancing  floor,  and  open  in  surprise  and  fright.  He  tried  to  speak 
they  started  dancing.^  Jack's  mind  jumped  but  the  words  stuck  in  his  throat.  Then 
from  one  plan  to  another  in  the  vain  hope  that  slightly  pulling  himself  together  he  stepped  back 
something  would  help  him.'  The  dance  was  to  let  the  khaki-garbed  figure  come  in.  Yes, 
nearly  over  when  Leslie  advanced  to  them  and  there  was  no  denying  it,  it  was  his  young  mas- 
asked  them  aside  for  a  few  minutes.  Jack  ter,  Dick  Traverse.  The  butler  recognized  him 
thought  he  saw  a  victorious  smile  playing  on  behind  his  tanned  face  and  long  beard,  which 
Leslie's  lips;  his  fear  rose;  he  wondered  if  Les-  must  have  had  nearly  a  month's  growth.  He 
lie  was  up  to  some  sort  of  trick.  His  fears  were  had  served  him  too  long  not  to  recognize  him 
soon  laid  to  rest  when  Leslie  announced  that  he  even  in  this  disguise.  Dick  shook  the  old  but- 
had  received  a  phone  call  and  must  leave  imme-  ler's  hand  until  he  almost  wrenched  it  from  its 
diately.     Gloria  expressed  her  regret  and  Jack  socket. 

offered  Leslie  twelve  hours  of  grace  to  carry  out  "Oh,  Mr.  Dick!"  exclaimed  the  old  butler, 

his  bet.    Leslie  gratefully  acknowledged  the  offer  the   tears   coming  to  his  eyes,    "you're   back! 

and   accepted.      Leslie  called   for  his  hat  and  You're  home  again!     Oh,  wait  till   I   tell  your 

cloak  and  left  at  once.  father.    Oh,  but  it  does  my  old  eyes  good  to  see 

But,    instead    of   dancing,    Jack   and   Gloria  you.     But  here  I'm   detaining   you.      Go   into 

decided  to  take  a  quiet  little  seat  in  a  side  room  the  library  where  you'll  find  Miss  Gloria;   she's 

where  they  could  enjoy  each  other's  company  talking  to  Mr.  Kearney.     But  L  think  they'll 

without  the  fear  of  being  interrupted.     Gloria  suffer  the  intrusion.     I'll  get  your  father  down 

led  the  way,  followed  closely  by  Jack,  to  the  here  in  a  jiffy."     With  this  the  old  butler  ran 

most  secure  spot  in  the  house,  a  small  side  room,  off  up  the  stairs,  thinking  little  of  the  rheuma- 

dimly  lighted,  in  which  were  many  tall  plants  tism  which  often  caused  him  so  much  pain  that 

and  ferns.    Behind  a  large  group  of  these  plants  he    could    scarcely   walk.      Dick    turned    back 

was  placed  a  small  bench,  just  room  for  two.  through    the   door   and    whispered    something, 

It  would  seem  as  though  Gloria  had  selected  whereupon  an  old  man  whom  the  butler  did 

and  arranged  this  spot  for  herself  and  fiance,  not  see  in  the  excitement  entered  and  stood  still 

There  they  remained  until  the  dancing  was  over,  in  the  vestibule.     But  Dick  proceeded  a  short 

Jack  thought  no  longer  of  the  bet;    he  now  space  down  the  hall  to  the  library  door,  which 

thought  and  spoke  only  of  Gloria.     Time  flew  was  open.    Here  he  stood  for  a  moment,  just  in 

only  too  rapidly,  and  what  seemed  but  a  few  time  to  see  what  was  not  meant  to  be  seen, 

minutes  were  as  a  matter  of  fact  hours.     The  The  lovers  had  heard  the  bell  ring  but  were 

last  dance  was  over.    They  then  must  separate,  unable  to  hear  the  conversation  at  the  door. 


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THE   VILLANOVAN 


11 


They  thought  some  one  had  returned  for  some- 
thing mislaid  or  forgotten  and  were  in  a  great 
hurry  to  get  possession  of  that  something. 
They  expected  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Traverse  down 
shortly  and  were  preparing  to  part.  The 
lovers'  adieu  was  in  full  progress  when  Dick 
came  to  the  door.  A  slight  cough  betrayed  his 
presence  and  the  lowers  separated,  Gloria  blush- 
ing scarlet  and  casting  her  eyes  upon  the  floor, 
unwilling  to  look  at  the  unwelcome  caller.  Jack 
turned  his  back  to  the  library  door,  afraid  also 
to  see  the  visitor. 

"So,  ho!  what  have  we  here?  So  this  is  what 
you  do  when  I'm  away!  I  never  thought  it  of 
you^-Sis.'""    •• 

The  word  "Sis"  struck  Gloria  peculiarly.  It 
was  the  way  Dick  was  accustomed  to  address 
her,  but  she  knew  Dick  was  far  from  Chicago. 
She  looked  up  for  the  first  time  and  stepped 
back  as  if  struck  by  lightning. 

"Dick!  Dick!  Is  it  really  you,  Dick?"  she 
cried  and  rushing  over  fell  into  his  arms  and 
kissed  him  many  times.  Tears  of  joy  were 
streaming  down  her  face.  After  her  first  flood 
of  joy  was  over,  she  released  herself  from  Dick's 
arms  and  stood  a  little  apart,  joyfully  gazing  at 
her  brother.  Jack  now  for  the  first  time  ap- 
proached Dick  and  shook  his  hand  with  a 
whole-hearted  "Welcome  home,  Dick!"  Dick' 
turned  to  Gloria  again  and  whispered  in  her  ear, 
"I've  another  surprise  coming,  and  very  shortly, 

too."  ::--■:■<:-■■■  ::C:^^y'^'':^:--^-':--^^^ 

"What  is  it?"  asked  Gloria,  interested. 

"Grandpa  is  here  from  Winola,"  whispered 
Dick  again. 

"Grandpa!"  cried  Gloria  in  pure  delight. 

Gloria  was  "Grandpa's  little  girl",  and  Gloria 
always  returned  his  love.  They  loved  each 
other  tenderly.  This  was  the  signal.  At  this  the 
old-gray-headed,  long-bearded  man,  whom  Dick 
had  brought  in  after  the  butler's  flight,  walked 
into  the  library.  "Oh,  grandpa!"  she  cried 
running  to  the  stately  old  man. 

"Come  have  a  seat,  grandpa,"  she  said,  offer- 
ing him  a  chair.  The  old  man  sat  down  and 
Gloria  sat  on  his  knee. 

"Lsn't  it  rather  late  for  my  little  girl  to  be 
up?"  the  old  grandfather  broke  in. 

Gloria  hung  her  head  and  said  nothing.  The 
old  man  saw  her  discomfiture  and  spoke  again. 


"What  has  my  girl  got  for  me  tonight?" 

Gloria,  well  acquainted  with  this  old-time 
metaphor,  reached  over  and  kissed  hitn.  She 
remained  on  his  lap  for  some  time,  now  gently 
teasing,  now  pulling  his  long  beard.  But  she 
pulled  once  too  often  and  a  little  too  hard.  The 
beard  fell  off,  disclosing  the  well-known  features 
of  Harry  Leslie,  Gloria  jumped  up  in  surprise. 
She  appeared  indignant  at  first,  but  tlie  bet 
worked  its  way  out  upon  her  mind  and  she 
laughed  heartily, "Well;  you  lost,  Jack,"  she 
said. 

Jack,  inclined  to  be  angry  at  first,  restrained 
himself  and  soon  joined  in  the  laughter  with  the 
rest.  Then  the  mother  and  father  entered  to 
welcome  their  son.  It  was  progressing  nicely, 
when  a  loud  cheering  in  the  hall  caused  all 
present  to  jump  with  fright.  The  boys  of  the 
club  according  to  Leslie's  plans  had  come  around 
to  act  their  part  in  the  welcome.  All. shook 
hands  with  Dick  and  expressed  their  individual 
joy  to  see  him  home  again. 

After  the  first  spell  of  welcome  had  died  away, 
a  meeting  of  the  club  was  held  in  a  corner  of  the 
room.  Leslie  resigned  and  Dick  was  re-elected 
as  "grand  leader".  Dick  resisted  but  he  could 
not  persuade  the  boys.  They  were  determined 
he  should  be  leader.    So  he  finally  accepted. 

The  boys  soon  made  their  ejJit,  Leslie  first, 
leaving  the  family  to  enjoy  themselves  to  their 
hearts'  content.'  "You  won  fairly  and  squarely, 
Leslie,"  Jack  said  to  Leslie  when  they  were  on 
their  way  out.'    "I'll  pay  my  debt  tomorrow-." 

"1  won't  take  them,"  said  Leslie,  "Give 
them  to  whoever  wa:bts  them,  but  Lll  not 
accept.  I  proved  what  I  wanted  to  prove.  I 
gave  the  boys  some  excitement.  We  had  some 
fun,  and  a  pleasant  surprise  in  the  meantime. 
So  I  think  that's  sufficient.  Keep  the  cham- 
pagne as  a  gift  from  me.  I  won't  need  it  where 
I'm  going.''  ■■  ■■■■.■-;:;;;-■'■. 

"'What  do  you  mean?"  asked  Jack.  "'Where 
are  you  going?" 

"I'll  tell  that  at  the  banquet  tomorrow  night," 
said  Leslie. 

"Well,  I  don't  want  to  press  you  to  speak, 
Leslie,"  said  Jack;  "but  I'm  certainly  anxious 
to  know  where  you're  going." 

'* You'll  know  tomorrow  night.  Jack."  Then 
they  parted,  each  for  his  private  apartment. 


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12  THE  VILLANOVAN 

*  *  *  *  *  *  *  caused  great  cavities  in  the  walls,  and  the  towers 
The  next  evening. a  welcome-home  banquet  were  the  homes  of  many  bats  and  other  night 
was  given.'  All  were  seated  around  one  long  prowlers.  For  the  first  time  he  realized  that  his 
table,  that  was  burdened  with  the  best  kind  of  dear  wife  was  gone — gone  never  to  return.'  She 
food  in  the  best  style.'  It  was  coming  near  the  had  died  shortly  after  his  trip  to  Siberia.  He 
end  of  the  banquet  when  Leslie  suddenly  arose,  obtained  the  address  of  his  only  child,  now  a 
pushed  his  wine  glass  away  from  him  and  pre-  man  of  twenty-eight  or  twenty-nine  years,  who 
pared  to  speak.  He  stood  for  a  few  minutes  was  in  America.'  He  wrote  and  explained  all  in 
not  knowing  how  to  start;  finally  he  began.^  that  letter  to  his  son.  I  am  that  son!"  broke 
"Ladies  and  Gentlemen,  I  have  a  story  I  in  Leslie  with  emphasis.  "I  received  that  letter 
think  will  interest  you;  so  I  claim  your  attention  two  weeks  ago.\  I  am  the  Count  Czethowitz's 
a  few  minutes."  He  hesitated  a  moment  weigh-  son.  My  aunt,  my  mother's  sister,  scraped 
ing  his  sentences,  then  started  in  full  earnest-  together  whatever  she  could  of  our  fortune  and> 
ness.  "Twenty-two  years  ago,  almost  to  this  taking  me  andmy  mother,  started  for  America, 
very  date,  a  young  nobleman.  Count  Czetho-  My  mother  died  suddenly  as  we  were  leaVing 
witz  of  Russia,  was  arrested  by  the  Russian  the  courtyard.  My  aunt  left  orders  to  have  her 
government,  accused  and  convicted  of  treason  buried  and  continued  her  voyage  with  me  to 
to  the  country.  He  was  sentenced  to  twenty  this  land.'  She  died  about  ten  years  ago,  leav- 
years  in  Siberia.^  I  can  swear  before  all  present  ing  a  letter  at  her  lawyer's  which  was  to  be 
that  that  man  was  innocent,  as  innocent  as  I  opened  on  my  twenty-fifth  birthday.'  She 
am.  In  fact,  not  more  than  two  months  ago,  explained  in  that  letter  what  had  happened  up 
one  of  the  accusers  on  his  deathbed  swore  that  to  the  time  we  left  Russia.  My  father's  letter 
Count  Czethowitz  was  innocent,  that  he  and  clears  all.  I  return  to  Russia  to  claim  my  father 
several  others,  being  jealous  of  his  standing  in  and  my  fortune.  L  will  make  his  last  few  years 
court,  decided  to  put  him  out  of  the  way.'  They  happy.  I  leave  Chicago  early  tomorrow  morn- 
did  so  by  forging  letters,  which  accused  him  at  ing  and  sail  from  New  York  on  Monday.'  I  bid 
the  trial.  But  the  confession  was  too  late,  you,  one  and  all,  a  hearty  good-bye.'  You  see 
Count  Czethowitz  was  released,  having  served  me  no  more  unless  you  come  to  Russia.  To  say 
his  term  in  Siberia.  He  was  then  in  a  hospital,  that  I  am  sorry  to  leave  such  good  friends  and 
having  been  severely  wounded  on  the  Austrian  pleasant  company  is  mockery.^  So  I'll  just  bid 
plains  in  defense  of  his  fatherland,  Russia.'  By  you  one  more  good-bye.  Good-bye  forever!" 
skilful  care  of  physicians,  he  was  brought  back  Leslie  left  immediately.'  The  others  sat  loo^- 
to  health,  but  no  longer  fit  for  duty.'  He  then  ing  at  each  other  dumbstruck  and  half  para- 
went  to  southern  Russia,  where  he  employed  lyzed.^  Soon  the  old  butler  entered  with  a  letter 
himself  as  a  farmer.  After  war  had  ceased,  he  for  Miss  Traverse.  His  presence  somewhat 
went  to  Petrograd  and  passionately  pleaded  broke  up  the  spell  in  which  all  seemed  to  be  cast, 
before  the  court  to  have  his  lands  retu  ned  to  Glona  opened  the  letter.'  All  it  contained  was 
him,  but  in  vain.  He  still  swore  his  innocence  his/Russian  address  and  "Hope  to  see  you  and 
of  any  sort  of  treason,  but  it  was  of  no  avail.  J^k  on  your  honeymoon." 

He  returned  to  southern  Russia  and  continued  The  party  soon  broke  up,  every  one  being 

his  labors  as  a  farmer,   but  now  broken   and  plunged  in  sorrow  at  the  loss  of  such  a  good 

disheartened.     About  this  time  the  confession  friend  and  now  having  only  memories  to  cheer 

was  made,  the  government  requested  his  pres-  them.     Leslie  traveled  from  Chicago  next  day,, 

ence   at   Petrograd,   asked   forgiveness   for   the  and  from  the  United  States  on  Monday.     He 

unjust  sentence  and  restored  his  lands  and  for-  had  gone  forever  from  the  famous  old  club  on 

tune.^    He  returned  to  his  old  castle,  but  now  M —  Street,   Chicago,  and   from   the   Traverse 

sadly  in   need   of   repairs.     Twenty  years  had  home  and  family. 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


\S 


Rambles 

(A  Series  of  Essays) 
By  John  F.  Burns 


"ARS  AMICITIAE" 

INVENTIONS  no  longer  startle  the  world. 
The  world  has  become  accustomed  to  the 
unordinary.  Let  a  colossal  discovery  be 
suddenly  announced.  True,  the  busy  world 
lifts  up  its  head;  it  nods  in  satisfaction  and 
complacent  approval.  But,  nowadays,  that  is 
all.  There  is  no  startled  flurry,  no  air  of  awe- 
struck wonder  at  the  marvel.  It  seems  that 
the  "unexpected"  is  never  unexpected  now. 
The  unexpected,  people  say,  is  "just  what  I 
expected." 

But  surely  we  are  rambling  now.  For  what 
have  inventions,  marvels,  the  unexpected,  and 
the  world's  unruffled  attitude  to  the  same,  to 
do  with  the  topic  of  this  paper?  Simply  this — 
that  the  topic  is  presented  in  what  is  perhaps 
somewhat  of  an  tinaccustomed  light  and  is, 
therefore,  somewhat  of  an  invention — ^very 
unstartling,  unwonderful,  and  unmarvelous,  of 
course  Here,  apparently,  is  a  new  art — the  art 
of  friendship. 

"What!"  I  hear  you  say:  "Friendship  an 
art!  Impossible'  Friendship  is  not  an  art — 
never  was,  never  can  be.  Friendship  is  rooted 
away  down  in  the  tenderest,  holiest  depths  of 
human  nature.  The  child  knows  nought  of  art, 
of  science,  and  the  like — the  uncultured,  the 
savage  know  nought  of  art — and  yet  the  child 
the  uncultured  and  the  savage  may  have  the 
truest  friendships. 

So  it  seems.  Many  people  look  upon  friend- 
ship simply  as  one  of  those  "natural  things" 
that  won't  admit  of  learning.  There  is  no  rule 
book,  they  say,  no  code  of  law  for  friendship. 
It  is  "just  natural".  And  yet,  if  we  consider, 
there  does  seem  to  be  a  bit  of  an  art,  or  a  sci- 
ence about  it  after  all.  Some  people  can  make 
friends  "right  and  left",  as  the  saying  goes, 
but  they  cannot  keep  them;  others  find  their 
friendships  slow  of  birth,  and  hard  to  make, 
but  once  born,  once  made,  they  are  strong  as 
death.  Now,  surely,  there  must  be  reasons  at 
the  bottom  of  this,  causes  that  we  can  study 
out,  and  consequently  arrive  at  some  sort  of  a 


systematized  knowledge  in  the  making,  keeping- 
and  treatment  of  friends. 

"But,"  you  will  say,  "if  friendship  is  an  art, 
then  DEFINE  it."  Ah,  here  you  press  me  too 
closely.  I  cannot  parry  this  thrust.  I  cannot 
define  it.  And  indeed,  I  would  not  even  try> 
I  would  not  lose  the  warmth  of  the  sacred  fire 
of  friendship,  by  forcing  it  into  the  cold,  chilling 
frame  of  "genera"  and  "species".  Many 
things,  noblest  and  purest,  are  best  defined,  best 
understood,  when  highest  praised.  Friendship 
is  one  of  them. 

:      ;    V        "/5  aught  so  fair 
In  all  the  dewy  landscapes  of  the  spring, 
In  the  bright  eye  of  Hesper,  or  the  morn, 
In  nature's  fairest  forms,  is  aught  so  fair 
As  virtuous  Friendship?— as  the  candid  blush 
Of  him  who  tries  with  fortune  to  be  just? 
The  graceful  tear  that  streams  for  others'  woes. 
Or  the  mild  majesty  of  private  life 
Where  peace,  with  ever-blooming  olive,  crowns 
The  gate;   where  honor's  liberal  hands  effuse 
Unenvied  treasures,  and  the  snowy  wings 
Of  innocence  and  love  protect  the  scene?" 

Friendship  is  as  old  as  human  nature,  as 
young  as  the  latest  budding  reason;  as  strong 
as  death,  as  weak  as  a  loving  heart;  as  wise  as. 
a  serpent,  as  blind  as  a  mole;  sweet,  in  its 
enjoyment,  beyond  the  sweetest  nectar,  bitter^ 
in  its  disturbance,  beyond  the  bitterest  gall. 

But  again  I  hear  you  say:  "If  friendship  is 
and  art,  it  has  rules.  What  are  they?"  Here 
is  a  difficulty  indeed.  And  our  answer  is  doubt- 
less a  poor  one,  for  we  intend  simply  to  hazard 
an  occasional  hint,  not  rule,  that  may  possibly 
make  our  friendships  truer,  and  therefore 
happier. 

The  following  lines  from  Gay  may  well  take 
the  very  first  pliace. 

''Friendship,  like  love,  is  but  a  name, 

Unless  to  one  you  stint  the  flame. 

The  child  whom  many  fathers  sha-e 

Hath  seldom  known  a  father's  care. 

'Tis  theirs  in  friendships;  who  depend 

On  many,  seldom  find  a  friend." 


.^^U-,  ^JLiSa.,^..  iMXt^^i....  J.  aw.^  tat.. 


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Not  that  we  hold  that  a  man  should  have  but 
one  friend,  and  no  more.  That  were  to  crush 
our  natural  cravings.  But  simply  to  beware  of 
trading  his  gem  for  a  mere  pittance  or  of  letting 
his  friendships  follow  every  wind  of  feeling. 

Did  you  ever  hear  of  a  "character-leech"? 
But  of  course  you  did  not.  The  term  is  not  in 
the  dictionary,  and  yet,  in  real  life,  there  are 
only  too  many  of  the  realities  for  which  it  stands. 
There  are  some  friends  (so  called)  who,  on  first 
acquaintance,  are  extremely  affable.  Friend- 
ship springs  up  spontaneously  between  us  and  it 
is  not  long  before  we  "think  the  world  of  him," 
and  so  on.  But^n  passant — that  little  word 
"but"  is  a  regular  Cassandra, is  it  not?)  after  a 
while,  a  change  comes  over  our  friend.  His 
friendship  seems  suddenly  to  cool.  We  are  at 
a  loss  to  understand  it.  We  do  our  best  "to 
make  things  right,"  but  there  is  no  response, 
and  at  length  he  drifts  away  from  us,  leaving, 
perhaps,  a  wound  that  will  not  heal.        : 

Now,  there  is  your  "character-leech".  You 
have  "run  out",  and  consequently,  he  has  run 
away.  Like  the  leech,  he  will  "stick"  till  he 
gets  his  fill,  and  no  longer.  His  fill?  Yes,  his 
fill  of  your  character.  Let  me  explain.  He  has 
fed  upon  and  enjoyed  the  different  phases  of 
your  personality.  Your  manners  of  thought, 
your  philosophy  of  life,  your  "ways"  at  first 
were  new  to  him.  And  the  novelty  attracted. 
He  could  enjoy  you  (and  all  unconsciously,  per- 
haps, for  he  himself  may  have  mistaken  this 
enjoyment  to  he  friendship)  as  long  as  he  was 
still  exploring,  and  discovering,  so  to  speak,  in 
your  character.  But  when  you  had  nothing 
new  to  offer,  when  you  "ran  out",  then  his 
interest  lagged.  He  simply  drifted  naturally 
away  to  toy  with  some  other  life.  And  even 
now,  perhaps,  leech-like  he  is  "stuck"  to  some 
one  else,  soon,  when  his  interest  wanes,  to  drift 
to  still  another.  Have  you  met  them?  I  have 
decided  to  avoid  two  things — a  friend  that  is 
simply  a  leech,  and  to  be  simply  a  leech  to  my 
friend.    '     : 

Who  are  the  most  unfortunate  people  in  the 
world?  I  do  not  know.  But  I  do  know  that  a 
man  without  a  friend  is  certainly  not  to  be 
envied.  Yet,  there  are  many  such.  Happy 
enough  do  they  seem?  Yes,  but  their  bliss  is 
only  ignorance.     They  have  no  friends.     What 


they  call  so  are  mere  "conveniences",  destined 
for  use,  not  for  friendship.  Surely  these  are  to 
be  pitied,  and  the  "conveniences"  to  be  pitied 
even  more.  The  former  are  selfish,  the  latter 
are  blind.  And  we  pass  them  quickly  by,  with 
only  a  word.  Let  the  selfish  friend  be  ashamed. 
Let  him  not  confound  selfishness,  mean  and 
disgusting,  with  generous  winsome  friendship. 
And  let  the  blind  friend  open  his  eyes. 

* 
**When  friendship  once  is  wounded 

;    :      Though  be  healed  and  gone  the  sore, 

■There  yet  remains  the  ugly  scar 

V  :  To  mar  the  beauty  that  it  wore" 

Ah  yes.  The  poet  speaks  of  the  ungrateful 
friend.  Who  has  not  met  him  also?  A  friend 
devoted  can  give  the  sweetest  earthly  joy;  but 
a  friend  untrue  can  inflict  the  deepest,  deadliest, 
most  harrowing  wound. 

Plant  a  rose  bush  in  the  rich,  dark  loam. 
Care  for  it,  water  it,  and  behold  the  wondrous 
bloom.  Now  plant  it  in  the  sand.  Care  for  it, 
water  it.  In  vain.  It  languishes  and  dies.  The 
sand  drinks  all  the  water  you  can  pour.  But 
where  is  the  return?  And  the  ungrateful  friend 
is  somewhat  like  the  sand.  The  rose  bush  of 
your  friendship  is  planted  in  his  heart.  It  is 
watered  with  the  sweet,  refreshing  moisture  of 
your  kindliness  and  your  solicitude.  Ah,  but 
where  is  the  return,  the  beautiful,  comforting 
flower  that  you  hoped  would  bud  forth?  None! 
He  drinks  it  all  in,  smiles  for  a  moment — like 
the  sand  shows  the  moisture  for  a  moment — 
but  only  for  a  moment.  In  the  next  it  is  gone, 
and  bud  and  bush  alike  soon  wither  and  die. 

And  yet,  I  would  not  straightway  rid  myself 
of  an  apparently  ungrateful  or  unappreciative 
friend.  You  would  not  cast  away  your  pearl 
because  a  little  dull.  You  would  not  throw 
away  your  diamond  because  it  yet  requires  to 
be  cut  and  set.  Teach  him,  educate  him,  if  you 
can — and  these  o!^ces,  when  at  length  he  per- 
ceives them,  will  bind  him  all  the  closer  to  you. 
But  (Cassandra  is  here  again)  if  he  cannot,  or 
will  not  learn,  then  he  is  unworthy  of  you,  then 
all  the  balm  of  your  kindliness,  all  the  perfume 
of  your  friendship  is  in  vain.  You  are  like  the 
rose  that  "wastes  its  sweetness  on  the  desert 


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15 


air."     The  rose  in  question  may  well  save  its     soothing  lotion,  and  very  often,  the  only  oint- 


perfume  if  it  can.'   ■  ;' •-•-/ ;^^^:"'\  ■. ';;:V..v-'':/ •;■;>•;,:; 

//  it  can,  hit  it  cannot.  How  like  the  rOse  in 
this  respect  we  are.  The  rose  could  not  with- 
hold the  sweetness,  even  if  it  would.  And  we 
at  times  cannot  withhold  our  friendship.  Here, 
of  a  truth,  friendship  ceases  to  be  an  art.    Here 


ment  for  a  weary,  troubled,  discouraged  heart. 
Who  wants  to  go  through  life  like  a  fish,  cold- 
blooded, stifling  even  purest  inclinations,  mak- 
ing one's  self  unnatural,  with  no  bonds  of  affec- 
tion twined  about  our  hearts?  Man  was  not 
destined  for  an  existence  like  this.     Even  He 


friendship  merges  into  love — a  far,  far  greater,  had  St.  John.  So  don't  withhold,  much  less  be 
holier  gift  of  God  than  even  friendship — the  ashamed  of  every  little  prompting  of  friend- 
gift  of  One  Who  is  Himse|lf  true  Love,  is  loving,      ship.*  If  you  do  you  will  never  have  a  friend. 


too,  and  loved. 

Friendship  and  flowers!  Two  beautiful  crea- 
tions and  always,  in  the  mind  of  man,  related. 
Flowers  are  often  a  sign  of  friendship,  and  the 
cultivation  of  friendship  is  akin  to  that  of 
flowers.  Friendship  wilts  quite  as  quickly  under 
too  much  care,  as  it  does  under  too  little. 
Don't  overwhelm,  deluge,  soak,  saturate,  swad- 
dle and  smother  your  friend  with  friendship. 


Posts,  fish,  machines,  sticks  and  the  like,  don't 
invite  intercourse,  much  less  friendship. 

I  remember  reading  the  immortal  Cicero's 
"De  Amicitia".  I  remember  reading  it,  but 
that  is  all.  Like  too  many  of  my  college  classics, 
I  fear  it  went  "in  one"  only  on  its  way  to  go 
"out  the  other".  But  I  read  a  Chinese  proverb 
once,  and  strange  to  say,  while  Cicero's  inimit 
able   strokes    (I    know   they   must   have    been 


"Gush"  is  not  friendship.  "Ne  quid  nemis,  inimitable,  and  all  that,  simply    because    they 

ever.    There  is  a  "modus"  in  "rebus",  and  a  were  Cicero's)   left  no  lasting  impression,  the 

long,  long  distance,  and  a  big,  big  distinction  Chinese  proverb  did.    And  here  it  is,  imparting 

between  friendship,  and  that  other  soft,  drib-  to  you  one  of  the  secrets,  at  least,  of  "keeping 

bling  affair,  which,  to  be  at  least  polite,  we  will  your  friends", 
call  "molleycoddleism". 


And,  on  the  other  hand,  don't  be  afraid  to 
show  your  friendship.     Remember  the  lines  of 

Pope:    ;■■  ^-  ^,V"--;.:-        ■>'':'{  ._.:y--[-:.  .r-  ',['.:.-■'-■  -/-Si-:'      ■■.■-■-,'■:■..■; 

"Man,  like  the  generous  vine,  supported  lives, 


Visit  often  the  house  of  thy  friend; 

The  unused  path  is  soon  overgrown  with  weeds. ^* 

Verily  the  wise  Mongolian  did  strike  the  nail 


The  strength  he  gains  is  from  the  embrace  he     squarely  that  time — so  well  that  perhaps  we  had 
gives.''  better  say  that  now  it  is  quite  driven  in — and. 

Friendship    is   a    balm— a    sweet,    consoling,     therefore,  bid  you  farewell. 


On  the   Job 


By  Jerome  A.  Mahoney 


EI  KIN  HOOKEM,  the  well-known  reform 
lecturer,    was,    in    his    heyday,    a    very 
slick  crook.      For    many    years    he    had 
been  making  daring  hauls,  but  by  his  dexterity 
he     had     always     managed      to     escape    the 
poHce  \,:r  '.    v'^r  ■  ^' :-■;;--.::.■■■;  .■-, 

Away  out  in  the  country  in  a  little  one- 
horse  town  was  the  castle  of  Herman,  "The 
Sugar  King."  Besides  the  castle,  the  town 
consisted    of   just   three   houses    and   a   pump. 


"Cy"  Corntassel,  who  prided  himself  on  being 
the  combination  fire  department,  town  council, 
and  chief  of  police,  occupied  one  of  these  houses. 
"Cy"  didn't  care  so  much  about  putting  out 
fires  or  passing  laws,  but  he  sure  was  some 
chief.  If  any  one  had  the  temerity  to  question 
"Cy"  on  this  point,  he  could  show,  in  proof, 
a  big  star  with  chief  stamped  on  it. 

In   order   to   achieve   success   in    his   chosen 
profession,    "Cy",    besides    being    a    constant 


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reader  of  "Shamlock  Jones"  and  "Kraig 
Kenny",  was  a  close  follower  of  the  doings  of 
the  "PhiUy"  and  "Big  Town"  police.  He 
made  it  his  business  to  get  pictures  of  all  the 
well-known  criminals  that  were  at  large;  for, 
besides  being  of  interest  to  him,  "Cy"  figured 
that  a  knowledge  of  their  faces  would  do  him 
no  harm.  "Gy"  always  said  that,  if  he  could 
catch  a  real  slick  crook,  he  should  have  realized 
his  life's  ambition.    ,    .    i^^^^^^;  i  ?   ■  ■ 

For  a  long  time,  Eiken  Hookem  had  had 
his  eye  on  the  Herman  Castle.  In  his  circle 
he  had  often  heard  it  reported  that  there  were 
many  portable  valuables  in  the  celebrated 
^'Silver  Room"  of  the  castle— valuables  that 
could  be  conveniently  packed  in  a  small  bag 
and  carried  away.  Two  things,  however,  had 
Eikin's  goat.  The  castle  was  well  guarded 
by  innumerable  natural  burglar  alarms,  dogs; 
and  it  also  had  one  of  the  most  complete  scientific 
alarm  systems  ever  installed.  Hookem  never 
for  a  moment  took  the  police  force  into  con- 
.sideration.  The  only  thing  that  prevented 
his  robbing  the  castle  was  the  fear  that  those 
two  alarms  would  go  off. 

One  morning,  after  a  rather  exciting  night, 
Eikin  picked  up  the  paper  to  see  how  he  stood 
with  the  police.  Accidentally  he  happened 
upon  this  "ad": 

Wanted — ^An  old  man  to  tend  sheep.  Apply 
before  11  A.  M.  at  954  Retz  Building. 

Now,  Hookem  was  not  particularly  anxious 
to  tend  sheep.  At  present,  however,  he  was  a 
cynosure  for  all  the  police.  So  it  behooved 
him,  for  a  time  at  least,  to  retire  to  the  country. 
Donning  one  of  his  ever-ready  disguises,  he 
proceeded  to  954  Retz  Building.  Much  to 
his  surprise,  this  was  the  office  of  Mr.  Herman, 
the  great  Sugar  King. 

Luckily,  or  unluckily,  Eiken  Hookem  hap- 
pened to  be  the  first  apolicant.  Mr.  Herman 
was  so  struck  by  the  old  man's  venerable 
and  respectable  appearance  that  he  hired  him 
on  the  spot,  gave  him  his  car-fare  and  direc- 
tions to  the  castle,  and  told  him  to  start  work 
immediate'y    after    reporting    to    the    steward. 

Accordingly,  Eiken  reported  at  the  castle. 
There  seemed  to  be  something  strangely  familiar 
about  the  steward.    Try  as  he  would,  he  could 


not  dismiss   the   thought   that   they   had  met 
before. 

For  a  few  days  Hookem  was  content  with 
sheep- tending.  During  this  time  he  made 
friends  of  all  the  dogs,  Thus  one  alarm  was 
disposed  of.  But  could  he  beat  that  scientific 
device?  He  also  met  the  steward  every  day, 
and  finally  recognized  him  as  a  former  accom- 
plice.^ ■-;■■.;.■.■.'■:■;:■  ■■■■■/^ ■■■■'. ■/■■■■    v'f;/y''>-''/V.v:''/;    ■'. 

Hookem's  contentment,  however,  was  short- 
lived. The  hours  were  long,  the  income  slow. 
The  old  desire  burned  within  him  to  make 
another  haul  and  to  get  back  to  his  friends 
and  the  excitement  of  the  gaming  table.  He 
spent  the  next  few  days,  not  so  much  with 
the  sheep,  as  with  his  thoughts,  working  out  a 
plan  of  action.  He  remembered  that  Biggs, 
the  steward,  was  married  and  had  two  nice 
young  daughters  who  were  elegant  ladies 
traveling  in  select  society.  Biggs  himself  was 
a  presbyter  in  a  city  church. 

"Well,  if  Biggs  wants  to  keep  his  head  up," 
mused  Eiken,  "he  is  going  to  turn  oflf  that 
alarm  tomorrow  night.'' 

Acting  upon  these  thoughts,  the  next  morning 
Eiken  made  himself  known  to  the  steward. 
At  first,  the  reformed  one  would  not  listen 
to  his  scheme.  However,  fearing  ruin  for 
himself  and  family,  and  knowing  how  the 
c'everness  of  the  slick  Hookem  had  been  eluding 
the  police  for  years.  Biggs  finally  consented 
to  render  perfectly  mute  the  scientific  alarm 
system.  .  '■...■■■■';;,,..';;-:  ^''-:-  [  ::-yo..:'  ::^.':'%^^^ 

That  same  night  just  as  the  clock  was  strik- 
ing twelve,  Hookem,  convoyed  from  his  quarters 
to  the  castle  by  three  former  alarms — Duke, 
Prince,  and  Carlo — silently  entered  the  "Silver 
Room".  The  accounts  he  had  heard  of  the 
booty  therein  contained  were  not  at  all  exag- 
gerated. Carefully  selecting  the  most  valuable 
portable  articles,  he  filled  his  good-sized  bag. 
Then  assuming  a  nonchalant  air,  Hookem  boldly 
walked  across  the  lawn  to  the  road.    .    .    . 

Sitting  in  h*s  home-made  rogue's  gallery, 
"Cy"  Corntassel  was  carefully  scrutinizing 
the  latest  additions. 

"That's  a  durn  slick  feller,  that  Hookem," 
thought  "Cy"  aloud.  "He's  been  a-givin' 
the  best  of  'em  the  slip.     Well,  if  ever  I  get 


^^^.    :...  ■;,, THE:  VILLANOVA'Nv. ■>';'::;'■  •■-.'•{}\'^^^^^ 

my  nippers  on  him,  you  can  bet  a  plug  nickel  follow/protecting  your  back  with  this  repeater.'* 

he  won't  get  away."      .  From  herding  sheep,   Hookem   had   learned 

"Twenty  minutes  to  one!    Whew!    Time  I  a    lesson;     so.    Iambi  ke,    he    obeyed    "Cy's" 

hit  the  hay,"  said  "Cy".  orders.                                v 

He  put  out  the  light  and  went  to  the  window.  Imagine    the    con^terhation    of    the   steward 

It  was  a  dark,  starless  night.     AU  was  quiet  when  he  opened  the  doo:  and  beheld  Hookem 

without.  meek'y  obeying  the  orders  of  the  police  force. 

"Just  the  night  for  a  murder!"  mused  "Cy".  A  chill  ran  down   his   spine;     but  he  quickly 

As  he  was  about  to  open  the  window,  he  recovered  when  Eiken  gave  him  the  sign  that 
saw  a  man  with  a  bag  on  his  shoulder  walk  he  would  not  betray  him.  The  steward  sum- 
under  the  stieet  light  opposite  his  house.  His  nxoned  his  master.  "Cy",  having  read  of  the 
detective  instincts  were  aroused.  Putting  on  slickness  of  the  burglar,  kept  both  guns  leveled 
his  "gum  shoes"  and  arming  himself  with  two  at  him. 

repeaters,    ^'Cy"    slipped    noiselessly    out    the  The    "King"    entered    the    room    with    the 

back  door,   took  a  short  cut  across  the  field  steward.     The  steward  opened   the  bag.     For 

to  a  turn  m  the  road,  and  waited  for  the  man  ^^^  ^^^^  ^-^^^  u^^^,,  dropped  his  guns.    When 

with  the  bag.     To  assure  himself  he  was  not  ^^  beheld   the  priceless  booty  he  had  saved, 

nervous,    "Cy"    took   a   bag  of   "Red   Bear"  he  nearly  fainted. 

from  his  pocket  and,  after  dropping  it  two  or  ,,,,.  „   ,          t^    ,,„      •■,  ^i     ht^-      ..    i    i- 

^,          ^-           £■     u                 1    1    •      £„.        ,.  Well  done,    Cy  !    said  the     King,    shaking 

three    times,    nnally    succeeded    in    hlling    his  ,.    ,       ,     ,,^,        ,    .  ,                        7,          -i,- 

^,      ..   ^,  his  hand.      These  heirlooms  are  worth  a  million 

mouth  with  tobacco.  in          ^r                                  i             -n       ^ 

TT           J  L       ^1                           1  •         1^1        1  dollars.    You  may  rest  assured  you  will  not  go 

He  cou  d  hear  the  man  approaching,  although  aa" 

he  could  not  see  him.     Presently  "Cy"  heard 

the  man  chuckling  to  himself:    "This  is  the  Af^r  a  careful  all-night  vigil  during  which 

richest  haul  I  ever  made.    Guess  I  won't  need  "^y"  never  winked  a  wink,  the  "King"  took 

to  work  any  more.    I'll  move  out  West,  where  *^^  P^^^^^  ^^^^^  ^"^  ^'^  P^^^^  *«  ^^^  ^^^^  "^"• 

I'm  not  known,  buy  a  little  ranch,  and  settle  ^^^^    ^^e    burglar    was    turned    over    to    the 

down  to  a  quiet  life."          ^^^^^^^           -        ;    v       ^  ^^^^ 

"Hands  up!"   roared   "Cy",   jumping  from  In  due  time,  Eiken  Hookem  was  sentenced 

behind  a  tree.  to  ten  years   "making  little  ones  out  of  big 

At  this  sudden  and  unexpected  appearance,  ones."     "Cy"  received  a  check  from  the  city 

Hookem   was   so   amazed    that    he    forgot   all  government  for  $1,000.    The  "King"  donated 

his  old  tricks,  dropped  his  bag,  threw  up  his  him  a  library  of  detective  stories,  and  conferred 

hands,  and  stared  with  eyes  and  mouth  wide  on  him  the  title  of  "Watchman  of  the  Castle", 

open    into    the    barrels    of    the    repeaters    and  by  virtue  of  which  "  Cy "  wears  a  big  gold  star, 

at    the    insignificant    hayseeder    before    him.  For  his  good  behavior  up  the  river  and  for 

With    the   acumen    of    a   criminologist,    "Cy"  his    good    influence    on    the    other    prisoners, 

recognized  Hookem.  Eikin  Hookem  was  released   after  five  years. 

"By  gosh!  You're  some  prize  baby!"  ex-  Since  that  time  he  has  been  lecturing  at  the 
claimed  "Cy".  "And  just  think,  there's  $1,000  "Whosoever  Missions".  By  his  simple,  con- 
in  real  United  States  money  offered  for  your  vincing  eloquence,  he  has  been  instrumental 
capture.  Pick  up  your  bag,  and  go  back  to  in  turn'ng  many  criminally  inclined  to  lead 
the  castle.     No,   no!     You   go   first,   and   I'll  higher  lives. 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


''The  Snow 


>9 


Soft  and  slow,  soft  and  slow, 
Gently  and  peacefully  falls  the  snow, 
Clothing  the  earth  in  a  robe  of  white. 
Purest  of  ermine,  refulgent  and  bright. 
Hiding  the  bleakness  of  winter  below. 
Lighting  the  sky  with  a  luminous  glow, 
Changing  the  desolate,  barren,  bleak  night 
To  wondrous,  soft  paradise,  filled  with  delight. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


Nature's  Lesson  Leaf 

(A  Sonnet) 

They  dug  into  the  earth  and  brought  to  light 
An  impress  in  the  deep,  damp,  darksome  clay: 
A  leaf  had  fallen  in  a  far-off  day 
Whence  it  once  flourished  airy,  joyous,  bright. 
As  on  the  earth  it  fell  and  was  fast  bound, 
Rind  Nature  buried  it  within  the  moli ; 
And  year  by  year  a  growing  tomb  would  fold 
The  beauteous  leaflet  in  the  lonely  ground. 

Know  ye  that  man,  like  to  this  gorgeous  leaf, 
Must  part  from  worldly  cherished  things  and  gay. 
How  quickly  fades  the  momentary  grief! 
He  is  forgotten — een  his  place  and  day! 
Lifeless  his  frame:  yet  passing  all  belief 
The  influence  he  leaves  behind  for  aye! 


Fred  A.  Manning. 


THEVILLANOVAN 


19 


The  Trusted  Thief 

By  John  O'Brien 


Chapter  IX 

MR.  HARMON  and  son  had  become 
inseparable  companions.  Since  his 
father's  injury,  Walter  had  been  a 
remarkably  loyal  son.  The  old  man  deeply 
appreciated  his  boy's  sympathy  and  devotion 
and  had  welcomed  him  into  the  more  private 
plans  and  transactions  of  the  firm.  In  fact  Mr. 
Harmon  never  made  any  important  moves  with- 
out the  advice  of  Walter.  Even  though  the 
young  financier  at  times  pointed  to  erroneous 
conclusions,  yet  the  great  number  of  his  sugges- 
tions were  worthy  of  the  highest  commenda- 
tion. The  other  members  of  the  firm  had  like- 
wise observed  in  Walter  an  alertness  of  decision 
that  emphasized  his  sterling  qualities  as  a  man 
of  affairs. 

The  directors  of  the  firm  had  gathered  together 
in  their  private  office  in  order  to  discuss  a  lucra- 
tive position  that  confronted  them.  The  long 
absence  of  Mr.  Harmon's  guiding  hand  had 
effected  a  slight  embarrassing  situation.  Many 
causes  had  converged  to  render  the  financial 
standing  of  the  firm  a  matter  of  serious  con- 
cern. They  had  planned  on  several  probable 
transactions,  but  although  they  were  only 
visioned  in  the  far  future,  yet  the  possibility  of 
their  occurrence  appeared  somewhat  endan- 
gered by  these  unforeseen  misfortunes.  The 
gentlemen  who  sat  around  the  directors'  table 
were  attentively  listening  to  their  President's 
views  on  the  fluctuation  of  market  prices. 

"You  see,  gentlemen,"  said  Mr.  Harmon,  as 
he  deposited  the  ashes  of  his  cigar  in  a  recep- 
tacle, "  there's  only  one  thing  certain.  We  must 
move,  and  move  quickly.  Moreover,  we  must 
be  prudent  in  reposing  our  confidence  in  the 
office  help.  You  well  remember  our  experience 
with  Dowd.  He  was  a  trusted  man  and  yet  he 
proved  to  be  a  thief.  Of  all  things,  I  despise  the 
trusted  thief — the  man  that  plays  the  wolf  in 
the  sheep's  skin." 

AH  assented  their  approval  by  a  brief  ap- 
plause. Walter  twisted  unconsciously  in  his 
chair.    "When  will  it  end?"  he  thought. 


"But  if  a  man  is  down,"  asked  an  elderly 
gentleman  who  sat  close  to  Mr.  Harmon's 
elbow,  "do  you  insist  on  keeping  him  there?" 

"Now,"  returned  the  President  thoughtfully. 
"If  that 'man  didn't  go  down  willingly,  if  he 
fell  under  the  pressure  of  extenuating  circum- 
stances, I'll  be  the  first  to  raise  him  up."  . 

The  door  was  suddenly  opened  and,  to  the 
amazement  of  all,  Mr.  Dowd  appeared. 

"Good  morning,  gentlemen!"  saluted  the  visi- 
tor with  a  pleasant  smile  and  graceful  bow. 

The  directors  did  not  know  whether  the 
phenomenon  was  objective,  or  that  some  invisible 
hand  had  deluded  them  all  simultaneously.  Like 
a  squad  of  agile  army  officers  they  arose  to 
greet  him.  Mr.  Harmon  was  so  overcome  that 
he  attempted  to  stand  up  but  his  convalescing 
limb  restored  him  to  a  sitting  posture. 

Mr.  Dowd  could  not  help  but  gratefully 
acknowledge  this  cordial  reception.  Mr.  Har- 
mon's welcome  was  formal  and  cold,    x  ■  ■    : 

"Be  seated  gentlemen,"  urged  the  President 
after  a  few  moments.        ^     ;^ 

Mr.  Dowd,  including  himself  among  the  per- 
sons invited,  pushed  an  arm-chair  to  the  table 
and  sat  down.  His  apparent  impudence  irri- 
tated Mr.  Harmon  who  could  not  restrain  his 
ire,  and  in  a  forced  civil  tone  he  asked,  "Per- 
haps, Mr.  Dowd  will  favor  us  by  an  explanation 
of  his  long  absence." 

The  visitor  smiled,  bowed  slightly  to  the 
President,  took  a  cigar  from  a  proffered  box, 
perfunctorily  carried  out  all  the  traditional 
ceremonies  that  accompany  the  "ignition  of  the 
weed"  and  sat  back  with  an  air  of  conscious 
importance. 

"Well,  gentlemen,"  he  commenced  after  a 
few  whiffs  of  smoke  were  emitted  from  his  nos- 
trils, "there's  a  long  tale  to  the  occasion — and — 
and — the  cause  of  my  sudden  departure — and — 
a — a — prolonged  absence.  Yes!  Well,  gentle- 
men, to  avoid  making  a  long  story  of  my  experi- 
ence I'll  mention  only  the — a — a — more  salient 
features." 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


Mr.   Harmon  assumed   a  more  comfortable 
posture. 

"On  the  evening  previous  to  the  first  day  of 
my  absence,  I — a — chanced  to  be  passing  a  few 
hours  with  the  boys  at  the  cl-ub.  We  had  a 
pleasant  evening.  "We  were  about  settled  down 
to  play  cards  when  an  old  college  pal  called  me 
from  the  table  and  requested  a  few  moments 
of  confidence.  Of  course  I— I^ — granted  his 
request.  Hem!  Well,  gentlemen,  he  asked  me 
for  $5,000  on  some  shares  he  had  purchased  in 
the  Montana  Copper  Fields.  Of  course,  being 
a  poor  man,  I  couldn't  assist  him.  He  offered 
me  the  five  thousand  shares  in  bulk  at  a  dollar 
a  share.  At  first  the  offer  .seemed  rather  sus- 
picious, but  I  understood  the  reason  to  the 
extraordinary  bargain,  when  my  friend  explained 
his  purpose  in  selling. 

"It  seems  that  he  was  heir  to  an  immense 
estate  in  England  and  on  learning  of  his  father's 
death,  that  had  occurred  there  recently,  he  felt 
he  had  better  appear  at  once  in  the  London 
Courts  in  order  to  put  in  a  claim  for  the  prop- 
erty. In  fact  he  was  strongly  advised  to  do  so 
lest  his  step-brother  would  lay  hold  of  the  estate 
before  him.  So  you  can  see,  gentlemen,  how 
sorely  he  needed  the  ready  money.  Of  course 
he  had  a  large  house  on  Madison  Avenue  that 
he  left  as  security  for  my  money,  if  there  was 
any  difficulty  about  the  Montana  proposition." 

"Well,  that's  reasonable  enough,"  agreed  one 
of  the  firm.  ,. -./'v';. 

"But  what  of  the  long  vacation?"  asked  Mr. 
Harmon  with  a  smile  of  sarcasm. 

"Of  that  at  once,"  returned  Dowd,  as  he  relit 
his  half-consumed  cigar. 

Several  of  the  men  present  imitated  the 
visitor's  example. 

"Well,  gentlemen,"  continued  Dowd,  "I  knew 
that  Mr.  Harmon  would  not  object  to  my  tak- 
ing the  sum  required  and,  of  course,  I  came  at 
once  to  the  office  and  helped  myself.  I  was 
accompanied  by  one  of  my  friends  and  after  I 
had  secured  the  five  thousand  returned  at  once 
to  the  club.  I  received  the  deeds  and  other 
legal  papers  for  the  property  in  the  presence  of 
witnesses.  The  next  morning  I  intended  to  come 
here,  but  during  the  night  it  occurred  to  me  to 
go  at  once  to  Montana  and  inspect  the  invest- 
ment.    I  had  to  leave  home  quite  early  before 


any  of  you  were  stirring  perhaps.  Well,  to 
make  a  long  story  short,  I  found  everything 
O.  K.  out  there.  In  fact  I  was  anxious  to  start 
for  home,  but  I  saw  an  opportunity  of  collect- 
ing a  few  pennies  for  the  firm." 

"That's  the  stuff,"  shouted  Mr.  Harmon  as 
he  struck  the  table  with  his  closed  fist. 

"I  chanced  upon  an  opportunity  of  buying 
$10,000,000  worth  of  stocks  at  almost  half  price. 
The  offer  was  made  by  a  man  that  knew  of  a 
certain  Mr.  Halpin  of  Texas  who  was  anxious 
to  secure  the  precise  shares  that  I  posssessed. 
A  few  daj^s  later  I  met  this  Mr.  Halpin  and  sold 
him  my  lot  for  a  hundred  a  share  and  I  took  the 
$50,000  and  staked  it  on  the  $10,000,000  propo- 
sition in  the  name  of  my  firm." 

Everyman  arose  as  if  electrified,     n^ 

"You  mean  it?"  gasped  Mr.  Harmon. 

"Sure  as  you're  born!"  said  Dowd  non- 
chalantly. 

"That's  the  best  yet,"  exclaimed  Haririon  as 
he  slid  back  in  his  chair.  "Gentlemen,  a  rising 
vote  of  gratitude  and  congratulation  to  Dowd." 
All  arose,  except  Mr.  Harmon. 

"Dowd,"  continued  the  president,  "I  had 
determined  to  trace  up  your  tracks,  only  I  found 
the  note  in  the  vault." 

"Why  didn't  you  wire  or  write?"  asked  one 
of  the  firm. 

"I  didn't  dare," answered  Dowd,  "the  chance 
was  open  to  any  one  until  I  had  firmly  secured 
the  settlement  in  court.  Then  I  knew  I  could 
be  here  as  soon  as  any  communication." 

"You're  a  good  financier  Dowd,  but  a  poor 
shot,"  put  in  Mr.  Harmon  with  a  smile. 

"A  poor  shot!"  exclaimed  Dowd.  "A  poor 
shot!  What  do  you  mean?  I  think  I  made  a 
a  pretty  good  shot  and  at  that  I  was  in  the  dark." 

Walter  was  dumbfounded.  What  did  Dowd 
mean  by  that? 

"Well  the  next  time  you  come  unexpectedly 
to  the  vault  don't  try  to  murder  people," 
requested  Harmon. 

"Murder  people?"  demanded  Dowd,  his  brow 
wrinkled  and  a  steady  stare  of  bewilderment 
focussed  on  Harmon.  "What's  the  inference? 
Be  more  explicit." 

"  Did  you  fire  a  shot  while  at  the  vault  door?" 
asked  Harmon  pointedly. 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


21 


"No!  not  a  d — n  one!"  exclaimed  Dowd. 
"Why  who's  dead? 'V 

"Nobody's  dead,"  confessed  Mr.  Harmon, 
"but  I  was  pretty  well  nailed  down!  See  here," 
as  he  exposed  the  injured  limb,  "I  was  shot 
that  night.  I  swore  it  was  you;  that  beats  the 
deck  of  shades  and  aces!" 

"That's  news  to  me,"  observed  Dowd  as  he 
disposed  of  his  cigar  butt.  "Somebody's  after 
your  money,  I  figure." 

Walter  arose.  His  face  was  red,  his  lips 
trembling  and  his  eyes  modestly  cast. 

"Gentlemen,"  he  said,  "and  particularly  you, 
father,  strange  as  it  may  seem  you  have  all 
been  wrong  in  your  suspicions  of  the  man  who 
shot  my  father." 

Some  of  the  older  members  grinned  at  the 
youngster's  apparent  presumption  to  outwit 
older  and  wiser  heads.  "  !  ^        ' 

"Yes?"  remarked  one  of  their  number  drily. 

"Yes,  sir!"  continued  Walter,  "I  shot  my 
father.  I  came  here  that  very  night  and  took 
five  hundred  dollars  out  of  the  safe." 

"You  did?"  gasped  his  father. 

"Yes,  I  likewise  needed  money  to  satisfy  the 
desire  of  a  friend.  I  took  the  money  with  full 
knowledge  of  my  deed,  but  I  did  not  shoot 
.wijlingly.  When  I  had  securely  placed  the  five 
hundred  in  my  wallet,  I  flashed  my  light  upon 
the  combination  wheel  and  as  I  did  the  door 
opened  and  an  unexpected  man  entered.  My 
gun  was  lying  on  the  floor  beside  me.  The 
strange  appearance  so  frightened  me  that  the 
light  slipped  from  my  hand.  I  grabbed  for  it 
and  my  weapon  with  one  hand  and  the  revolver 
exploded.  I  heard  the  scream,  the  thud  on  the 
floor  and  I  fled.  I  remained  in  a  building  for  an 
hour  or  so  and  then  escaped  through  the  rear 
entrance.  Upon  my  honor,  gentlemen,  I  did 
not  intend  to  shoot.  I  stand  for  any  judgment 
that  my  father  may  see  fit  to  pronounce.  As 
for  the  money,  I  have  restored  already  and,  to 
bargain,  my  friend  for  whom  I  stole  has  deserted 
me." 

Mr.  Harmon's  eyes  were  filled  with  teardrops 
when  Walter  sat  down. 

"A  man  that's  worth  while!"  exclaimed  Dowd. 
"A  man  that  sees  his  mistakes  and  confesses 
them."'    ': 


"My  boy,"  said  Mr.  Harmon  as  he  extendied 
his  hand,  "I  am  indeed  surprised.  Your  words 
are  indeed  strange.  I  have  suffered  intensely 
from  this  injury,  but  before  heaven  I  would', 
rather  submit  to  a  thousand  years  of  pain  than, 
to  have  a  son  who  would  not  confess  his  errors. 
Yes,  my  boy,  I  have  no  punishment  to  impose 
on  you.  I  know  now  why  the  good  Lord  has 
afflicted  me,  that  I  may  be  worthy  of  so  good  a 
son.:"^'.; ; 

"I  am  the  trusted  thief,  whom  he  said  yOu 
despised,"  continued  Walter.  "But  if  a  thief's 
word  has  any  worth  before  heaven  or  men,  I 
promise  to  prove  myself  trustworthy  and  to  put 
aside  the  things  of  thievery.  Test  me  and  be 
convinced." 

"We  need  no  testing,"  said  Dowd  to  the 
President.  "Your  son  has  confessed  like  a  man,, 
and  a  man  needs  no  testing." 

"That's  right,"  chorused  the  others. 

A  momentary  silence  followed.  Walter  felt 
as  if  an  almost  insuperable  burden  had  been 
raised  from  his  breast.  He  breathed  freely. 
The  flood  of  joy  that  saturated  his  soul  was. 
indicated  in  his  beaming  countenance. 

"Well,  well,  well,"  laughed  Mr.  Harmon,, 
"that's  a  deep  problem  solved." 

"Yes  and  the  solution  is  as  clear  as  spring 
water,"  added  Dowd.  "But  there's  a  bigger 
question  ahead.  Gentlemen,  there's  a  big 
proposition  ahead." 

"Let  us  have  it,"  demanded  Mr.  Harmon. 

"Do  you  all  approve  of  my  actions  in  the 
West?"  asked  Dowd  as  he  measured  each  man 
with  his  eye.  ,■■ 

All  approved. 

"Then,  some  one  must  go  to  Montana 
within  a  month  or  so,"  informed  Dowd,  "to 
handle  the  transaction.  We  must  have  at  least 
three  from  the  firm.  Of  course  there's  a  whole 
lot  more   to   be   said.     We'll   consider   details 

later."      V' '■•^:...,:-/v::-...  :,;.::;, ;■;^^^^;:■v^v,■:,■, ;  y.-,^^ 

"Gentlemen,"  offered  one  of  the  older  mem- 
bers, "I  would  suggest  that  Mr.  Harmon,  Jr., 
represent  his  father  in  this  affair,  particularly  in 
all  details  that  necessitate  traveling." 

The  directors  of  the  firm  then  listened  to  some 
details  which  Mr.  Dowd  had  reserved.  A  long 
consideration  of  the  transaction  was  conducted 
and  about  midday  nature  reminded  them  that 


22      ■  '  THE  VILLANOVAN 

man  must  also  eat  that  he  may  live.  The  reception  was  not 'a  welcoming  one.  There  were 
appointing  of  the  representatives  was  left  in  the  no  friends  to,  greet  them,  no  ready  fireside  to 
hands  of  the  President.  After  hearing  the  comfort  them,  their  money  was  almost  con- 
advice  of  his  associates  four  men  were  selected  sumed  by  the  expenses  of  the  trip.  Wells  was 
to  face  the  problem  of  the  "Montana  Purchase",  half  demented,  and  his  wife  dejected  and  dis- 
Among  them  were  Mr.  Dowd  and  Walter,  couraged.  Their  traveling  was  made  more 
After  a  few  minor  details  were  discussed  the  laborious  by  the  sullen,  sarcastic,  irritable  dispo- 
board  closed  its  meeting.        Oy  sition    of   the    Man,    and    the   proud,    pouting 

"Gentlemen,"  said  Mr.  Harmon,  as  the  men  silence  of  the  Woman.    Yet  she  loved  him,  at 

pushed  from  the  table,  "tonight  you  shall  all  least  her  heart  did,  even  though  her  actions 

dine  with  Mrs.  Harmon  and  mj^self.     I  wish  to  were  unwillingly  performed.     She  realized  his 

tender  some  acknowledgment  of  pride  for  my  helpless  condition,  and  believed  her  beauty  and 

son.    And  as  for  you  Walter,  you  are  indeed  a  one  time  fascinating  smile  had  occasioned  this 

trusted  thief;    what  you  took  from  the  safe  I  pitiable  state  of  mind. 

never  missed,  but  by  your  confession  of  that  As  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wells  walked  through  the 

fault  you  have  stolen  my  heart.     It's  yours;  I  developed  section  of  Butte,  they  attracted  more 

trust  you   with   it,   preserve  it  as  your  own.  than  ordinary  attention.    Wells  suddenly  became 

Tonight,  gentlemen,  at  eight  I'll  welcome  you,  conscious  of  this  fact,  and  his  embarrassment 

one  and  all."  The  directors  agreed  and  dis-  was  revealed  ia  nervous  fidgeting,  and  blushes, 
banded.                                                                     ."Here  we  shall  stay  tonight,"  he  decided. 

^^^^^^^^^;';^,^^-^;^^^^    ■;  H              paused,  and  found  herself  before  a 

Chapter  X  typical  Western  hotel.     She  followed  him  into 

Montana  has  ever  been  an  object  of  much  a  strangely  furnished  drinking  room.    The  new 

interest  to  the  American  financiers.    Aside  from  arrivals  had  little  difficulty  in  procuring  accom- 

its  unequalled  scenic  beauty  of  mountain  and  modations.    They  were  shown  to  a  simple  room, 

valley,    nature    seems    to    have    concealed   its  fairly  large  and  inviting.    Here  Alice  found  rest 

metallic  treasures  in  her  prolific  bosom.    Silver-  for   the   first   time   since   she   left   New  York, 

bow    County,   which    is   situated   in   the   mid-  Hence  she  had  no  objections  to  obeying  her  hus- 

southern  section  of  this  state,  abounds  in  cop-  band's  command  to  "get  to  bed"  as  soon  as 

per,  and  of  all  its  centers  of  industry  the  city  of  possible. 

Butte  is  perhaps  the  most  famous.     Raised  on  A  few  hours  had  passed,  and  Wells  was  still 

its  high  eminence  it  looks  down  supinely  on  the  awake.    Noticing  the  soundness  of  his  wife's  rest, 

great  span  of  wealthy  soil  from  which  it  ascends,  he  leisurely  sauntered  out  of  the  chamber  and 

The  Rocky  Mountain  tops,  lifting  their  haughty  proceeded  to  the  drinking  room  below.     There 

heads  into  the  cloud,  stand  like  giants  guard-  he  found  a  group  of  Western  "fellows".    Some 

ing  the  city  of  Butte  from  the  ravages  of  the  were    standing    against    a    well-seasoned    bar, 

elements.  others  were  attentively  engaged  in  card  games, 

It  was  in  this  city  that  Mr.  Dowd  had  dis-  and  still  others  were  intimately  chatting  the 
covered  the  exceptional  opportunity.  Here  he  night  away.  Wells'  strange  costume  and  man- 
had  promised  the  directors  of  the  Copperfield  ners  attracted  the  notice  of  the  "fellows".  The 
that  he  would  soon  return,  accompanied  by  visitor  bravely  approached  the  bar,  and  ordered 
representatives  of  the  firm,  for  whom  he  was  an  a  beverage.  The  proprietor  served  the  order; 
employee.     ^^                                 /  W         consumed    the    liquor,    and    wiped    the 

It  was  likewise  to  this  city  that  Wells  had  appearance  of  the  drink  from  his  lips,  and  waited 

brought  his  wife,  after  a  weary  and  tedious  jour-  for  an  opportunity  of  being  invited  to  "play 


,  M 


ney  across  the  country.    Here  he  paused,  hoping  a  game' 

that  at  last  he  had  anticipated  Harmon's  desire  The  good  fellowship  of  the  Western  folk  soon 

of   punishment,    and   rejoicing   in   the   fact   of  manifested  itself.     "From  the  East?"  asked  a 

escaping,  unsuspected  of  any  misdemeanor.  peculiar  looking  man  with  a  black  mustache  and 

When  the  young  couple  arrived  at  Butte  their  long  eyelashes. 


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25 


"Yes!  Yes!"  acknowledged  Wells.  "From 
New  York." 

"New  York?  I  used  to  know  a  man  in  New 
York  named  Miller;  maybe  you  knowd  him," 
returned  the  Westerner. 

Wells  regretted  the  fact  that  he  was  not 
acquainted  with  this  Mr.  Miller.  A  friendly 
conversation  ensued,  and  before  long  Wells  had 
invited  every  man  in  the  room  to  the  bar,  and 
"treated  all  hands  round  to  a  glass". 

"Tell  me,"  requested  Wells,  as  the  men 
smacked  their  lips,  "where  can  I  stay  for  a  few 
days  until  I  get  work.  I  am  rather  low  in 
change  now  and  my  wife  needs  plenty  of  air, 
in  fact  that's  practically  all  she's  living  on.  I'd 
like  a  little  hut  or  something,  of  course,  to  use 
for  a  week  or  so." 

"Don't  worry  about  that,  friend,"  assured 
the  Western  stranger  who  had  been  speaking 
with  Wells.  "Down  yonder  is  my  cabin.  That's 
yours  as  long  as  you  want  it.  It's  not  much, 
but  the  weather's  fine.  There's  not  a  finer  place 
when  the  weather's  fine."  ;* 

"I  am  grateful  my  friend.  As  soon  as  I  find 
work  I'll  repay  you,  you  may  be  sure.*'  / 

"Don't  worry  about  pay,"  protested  the  other. 

About  midnight  the  party  dispersed.  Wells 
had  squandered  half  of  his  money,  but  he  had 
secured  a  home,  such  as  it  might  be. 

"We'll  move  tomorrow,"  he  muttered,  as  he 
wended  his  way  back  to  his  room.      :    :      : 

Alice  had  been  in  her  dismal  hut  nearly  a 
week.  The  kindness  of  the  neighbors  was  begin- 
ning to  wane,  for  they  noticed  that  the  "Man 
of  the  house"  was  hopelessly  addicted  to  habits 
of  idleness.  They  understood  his  wife  as  a 
clever  woman  who  had  seen  better  days,  but 
whose  "lot  had  been  cast  with  sinners".  Wells 
spent  little  time  in  the  house  and  less  with  his 
wife.  He  passed  most  of  the  day  sitting  under 
an  old  tree,  at  the  base  of  which  he  had  piled 
up  some  dirt.  Every  morning  at  sunrise  he 
would  hasten  to  this  post  and,  save  for  a  few 
hours  during  the  day,  he  kept  the  same  tree 
attended.  Here,  as  he  gazed  out  on  the  majestic 
scenery,  he  assured  himself  of  unquestionable 
security.  "Those  mountain  tops  will  hide  me 
from  Harmon,"  he  thought,  "and  I  can  watch 
the  valley  from  here  myself." 

Mrs.  Wells,  in  the  meantime,  was  prompted 


by  self-pride  to  secure  employment  in  one  of  the 
city  concerns.  Her  husband's  continual  absence 
embittered  the  loneliness  of  her  life,  and  this 
divergence  from  household  cares  was  interesting 
and  lucrative.  Wells  always  found  a  ready 
table  when  he  returned  home,  though  it  nev^er 
occurred  to  him  to  ask  whence  the  food  was 
coming.  He  rather  considered  it  "her  duty" 
to  supply  the  necessaries  of  daily  sustenance. 
Moreover,  as  time  progressed,  the  opium  grip 
was  becoming  more  vigorous  on  him.  Under 
the  old  tree  he  had  concealed  the  same  box 
which  he  carried  when  he  left  New  York. 
Therein  he  had  placed  a  small  store  of  opium 
and  wrapt  in  a  handkerchief,  the  wonderful 
necklace  which  won  him  his  lady's  hand  and 
heart.  ■ .  .■^;, :,■.■..  v-^Vv/;!,V-''-::---;;:'>'-f-;;'-''-'-'''' '"'ij-'^'^^'-'r-:. 

It  did  not  require  many  days  for  Mrs.  Wells 
to  decide  to  renovate  her  crude  home.  Her 
husband  had  never  mentioned  the  conditions 
under  which  they  were  living,  and  hence  she 
concluded  he  had  rented  their  abode.  There 
were  but  two  rooms  in  the  building.  The  living 
room  had  two  windows  that  opened  to  the  north 
and  the  west  respectively;  a  thick  boarded  floor; 
on  the  walls  time-stained  plaster,  and  an  unfin- 
ished ceiling  that  exposed  rough  beams  of  pine. 
The  door  was  badly  constucted  and  its  lock 
useless.  This  fact  induced  Wells  to  obtain  a 
long  stout  rope  with  which  he  secured  the  door 
every  night  against  roaming  cattle  or  uninvited 
visitors. 

The  days  were  not  long  passing  when  one 
evening,  as  the  sun  sank  in  a  gorgeous  display 
of  its  brilliancy,  Mrs.  Well's  sat  musingly  gaz- 
ing around  the  unadorned  chamber.     She  wa& 
considering  ways  and  means  of  making  the  old 
shanty  more  homelike.     Her  husband  had  not 
spoken  to  her  in  days.     There  was  no  co-opera- 
tion to  be  expected  from  him,  and  hence  the 
task  of  "fixing  up"  fell  on  her.    While  she  was 
seriously   engaged   in   planning,   the  door  was 
violently  pushed  open  and  the  trembling  form 
of  her  husband  rushed  in.    His  eyes  were  start- 
ing from  their  sockets,  a  white  froth  was  drib- 
bling from  his  lips,  and  his  hands  thrown  despair- 
ingly in  the  air. 

"Save  me!  Alice!  Save  me  for  God's  sakel 
Save !  save  my  treasure !  Alice !    They  are  coming. 


24  .      THE  VILLANOVAN 

iave  me!  girl!  save  me!"  he  screamed  in  high  of  death,  his  tongue  hiing  abnormally  from  the 

shrill  cries  of  despondency.  ].{■  ^:'-yr^^~::\:'-\::::.r/:-/-:  y:  left  side  of  his  mouth,  his  hands  were  caught 

Alice  sprung  to  her  feet,  turned  pale  and  between  the  rope  and  his  neck,  his  head  was 

trembled.     "From  what,  who  is  coming?"  she  bent  slightly  forward  to  the  left,  and  his  body 

demanded  with  pretended  coolness.  was  slowly  swinging  to  and  fro.     A  chair,  on 

"There!  There!"  cried  Wells  as  he  fell  on  his  which  he  stood  to  tie  the  noose,  had  been  kicked 

knees  and  tugged  at  the  woman's  skirt  with  one  away  and  lay  fallen  some  distance  from  the 

hand,  and  pointed  to  a  group  of  men  who  were  "place  of  execution".^^^                          ^ 

approaching  the  hut.    "Save  me,  Alice,  for  the  Two  of  the  men  raised  the  lifeless  body  of 

love  I  bore  you,  save  me — go  save  my  box—  Wells,  and  others  pulled  the  knots  loose.    They 

it's  under  that  tree.    See!  See!  they  are  there!  soon  had  him  stretched  on  the  floor  but  they 

Alice!  Alice!  girl!  save  me!"  were  too  late.    They  realized  that  human  effort 

Mrs.  Wells  gently  loosed  her  husband's  grip  could  not  restore  what  only  God  could  give, 

and  passed  from  the  room  out  into  the  air.    She  Some  of  the  neighbors  were  sent  for  and  with 

took  up  the  narrow  footpath  that  led  to  the  their  womanly  assistance,  Alice  was  brought 

public    road.      Indeed    a    group    of   men    had  back  to  consciousness.    Harmon  left  her  in  the 

arrived  at  the  junction  of  the  public  highway  hands  of  these  kind  people,  and  promised  to 

and  the  narrow  passage  that  had  been  traced  return  that  evening  to  see  the  woman.  ~ 

from  frequent  transgression.^  ^         ,    '  v  "         must  attend  to  some  important  busi- 

Alice  proceeded  at  once  to  greet  them  and  to  ness,"  he  said  to  one  elderly  lady,  whose  digni- 

^sk  their  business.    One  of  the  group,  hearing  a  fied  manner  singled  her  out  as  an  important  fac- 

door  slam  violently,  paused  and  looked  in  the  tor.     "I'll  be  back  about  sundown.    Give  Mrs. 

woman's  direction.    He  recognized  Alice,  for  his  Wells  the  best  available,  and  give  me  the  bill, 

name  was  Walter  Harmon  of  New  York.    Mrs.  Don't  let  expense  influence  you  in  anything." 

W^ells  did  not  realize  the  visitor's  identity  until  The  woman  spoken  to  bowed  and  promised 

she  had  approached  quite  closely.     When  the  obedience  and  the  men  withdrew, 

revelation  became  known  to  her  she  screamed,  That  evening  when  Harmon  returned  he  found 

buried  her  face  in  her  trembling  hands,  turned  Mrs.  Wells  resting  in  a  neighbor's  home, 

and  fled  to  her  hut.     Harmon,  seeing  how  his  "What  a  changed  girl!"  exclaimed  Walter  as 

presence  had  affected  her,  left  the  group  and  he  entered  the  room,  wherein  Alice  was  recup- 

fol lowed  the  woman.    Mrs.  Wells  pushed  against  erating. 

the  "stubborn  door".     Her  husband  had  piled  Alice  covered  her  face  with  her  hands  and 

all   the  furniture  in  his  possession  against  it.  wept  bitterly.  ^^^  ^^                                 > 

At  last  at  the  utmost  of  her  strength  she  entered,  Harmon  watched  her.    His  own  eyes  were  not 

but  she  had  barely  slipped  inside  the  room  when  normally  dry.     "Here,"  he  whispered,   "don't 

she  screamed  again,  reeled  and  fell  in  a  dead  cry  that  way,  my  good  woman.     What's  done 

faint  across  the  door  step,  can't  be  undone."    Alice  sobbed  as  if  her  heart 

This  brought  the  whole  group  of  men  to  Har-  were  breaking.     Harmon  waited.     Then,  put- 

mon's  assistance.,  who  arrived  by  the  woman's  ting  his  hand  on  her  cool  brow  he  gently  turned 

side  a  few  seconds  after  she  had  fallen.     Some  her  face  towards  his.    She  opened  her  tear-filled 

of  the  men  pushed  the  door  open,  and  rushed  in  etes.     He  smiled  and  whispered,  "There,  you 

to  seek  some  means  of  reviving  the  unconscious  are  all  right."        ' 

woman  but  even  these  stalwart  and  hearty  men  Alice's  heart  was  breaking  within  her.     She 

stepped  back  in  terror  from  the  sight  that  con-  visioned  the  scenes  of  the  past,  the  false  love, 

fronted  them.  and   serious   blunders   that   treachery  entails. 

There  was  Wells,  vsuspended  in  midair.     The  She  thought  of  their  happy  hours,  the  devotion 

Tope  with  which   he  was  wont  to  secure   the  of  Harmon,  and  then  of  how  cruelly  she  had 

rickety  door  was  tied   in  a  noose  around   his  rejected  him. 

neck,  and  he  hung  from  one  of  the  cross-beams.  "Mr.  Harmon,"  she  ejaculated,  "I  can't  tell 

His  eyes  were  shining  with  the  cold  glassy  stare  you   how   I   can   thank — thank  you — for  your 


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25 


kindness — I  don't — don't  de-deserve  it." 

"I'll  decide  that,"  returned  Harmon,  with  a 
smile.  "Don't  worry  about  the  past,  that's 
gone  and  forgotten.  The  question  for  you  now 
is  get  well,  and  return  to  New  York." 

Once  Mrs.  Wells  was  convinced  that  Walter 
meant  her  no  harm,  she  became  more  peaceful. 
She  told  Walter  of  her  husband's  courtship,  of 
his  attitude  since  their  marriage,  of  his  strange 
fits  of  insanity,  how  he  would  sit  all  day  under 
the  tree,  how  he  insisted  on  her  warding  off 
the  imaginary  danger;  in  fact  this  was  the  first 
time  since  she  left  her  mother's  side  that  she 
found  a  heart  in  whom  she  could  confide. 

Harmon  listened  attentively.  He  knew  not 
which  of  the  two  he  pitied  the  more.  He  told 
Alice  of  his  purpose  in  visiting  the  West.  It  was 
far  into  the  night  when  Harmon  left  Mrs.  Wells. 
He  assured  her  of  seeing  her  husband  decently 
interred,  and  insisted  on  her  remaining  in  bed 
until  the  day  of  the  burial. 

"I'll  come  and  bring  you  to  his  funeral,"  he 
said,  as  he  drew  a  check  book  from  his  pocket, 


and  wrote  a  few  words  on  one  of  his  blanks. 
"But  in  the  meantime  you  may  need  some  things , 
so  take  this  and  when  I  return  you  can  have 
all  you  want,"  and  he  handed  her  a  folded 
check. 

"Good  night,  Mr.  Harmon,"  returned  the 
woman  in  a  low  voice  a.s  she  accepted  the  paper 
from  his  hands. 

"  Gbod  night,  Alice,  and  may  God  bless 
you/'  whisperied  Harmon.  He  bowed  and 
departed.    ■■ 

"May  God  bless  you?  Oh  if  I  thought  it 
were  possible.  His  greatest  blessing  would  be 
to  assure  me  that  Walter  forgives  me,  and  that 
He  had  forgiven  my  husband,"  she  said  softly. 
Her  eyes  fell  on  the  check,  she  unfolded  it. 
"A  thousand  dollars,"  she  gasped,  "Oh  Lord 
of  Heaven  forgive  me  my  sins,  and  let  me  prove 
to  Walter  my  sorrow  for  them."     ^ 

She  turned  and  buried  her  face  in  the  pillow 
and  cried  until  she  had  drowned  her  sorrows  in 
the  depth  of  sound  sleep, 

{To  be  continued) 


The  Triumph  of  Hope 


Oh!  where  are  the  joys  and  the  hopes  of  my  child-     No  more  shall  the  mother  with  truest  devotion 
hood,  Await  at  the  portal,  her  darlings  to  greet; 

When  happiness  prompted  no  temptings  of  pride?      No  more  shall  her  heart  throb  with  purest  emotion 


And  where  are  the  vales  and  the  lanes  of  the  wild- 
wood 
That  led  to  the  chambers  oj  pleasures  they  hide? 

The  sport  of  the  lea,  and  the  glee  of  the  valley 
Have  perished  and  faded  away  in  the  past; 
The  craig  and  the  braes  whence  in  youth  we  would 
sally, 
Now  writhe  'neath  the  pressure  of  Ruin's  dread 
caste. 

The  sweet-smiling  sister  whose  kiss  was  impressing; 

The  dear,  tender  mother  who  lived  for  us  all; 
The  brother,  the  father,  whose  hearts  were  caressing, 

Have  now  fled  the  valley  and  answered  death's 
call.  ■    :.'■ .: 


When  distance  re-echoes  the  tread  of  their  feet. 

In  vain  do  I  seek  for  a  fond  father's  blessirkg. 
In  vain  do  I  list  for  the  sound  of  his  call; 

No  mansion  remains,  but  a  ruin  distressing, 
For  death  and  destruction  have  banished  them  all. 


Alas'  why  did  Fate  by  a  vain  hope  deceive  me? 
And  youth  promise   pleasures   and   years   of 
content. 
When   Time,  of  my  dear  ones,  too  soon  could 
bereave  me. 
And  grant  but  the  mem'ry  of  days  that  were 
spent?  ■-■.;■■  ■■■  -.■^' ---v'^v    ;■■.■'■  '/' 


No  more  on  the  hillside  I  hear  her  sweet  singing,  Can  Joy  wear  a  visage  as  bright  as  the  Morning, 
Whose  echo  resounds  through  the  flowery  dale;         When  Fate  sends  it  forth  as  the  herald  of  grief? 

No  more  shall  I  see  her  when  sundown  is  bringing  Can  Love  be  as  bright  as  the  sun  that  is  dawning, 
Her  back  to  the  hearts  that  she  loved  to  regale.  When  Envy  approaches  and  stabs  like  a  thief? 


■^^s^mtAgtHs, 


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Has  God  in  His  mercy  or  "wisdom  provided 
:■-■■;■  A  balm  j or  the  heart  that  is  harrowed  with  care? 
Has  Justice,  has  Love,  or  has  Power  decided 
The  cruel  and  hard  things  that  Mankind  must 
hear? 

I  turn  to  the  hillside  and  ask  why  its  Maker 
Has  raised  it  to  bujffet  the  winds  of  the  North;  : 

T  turn  to  the  deep  and  I  ask  of  each  breaker — 
What  caused  it  to  rush  with  such  anger  and  froth. 


No  sting  of  despair,  with  its  fang  shall  oppress  me; 

No  sullen  remorse  of  a  heart  rent  with  pride; 
No  whispers  of  spite  or  revenge  shall  address  me, 

And  urge  me  to  muse  on  the  Fates  that  have  lied. 

I  seek  for  redress  in  the  Land  of  the  L  'ving. 
Where  Charity  reigns  with  Omnipotent  sway, 

Where  Virtue  and  Glory  forever  are  giving 
The  tribute  of  Honor  in  anthem  and  lay. 


'I  he  Mountain  that  raises  his  lofty  dominion 

And  proudly  observes  the  Horizon's  far  span 
Resents  with  his  might,  the  unhallowed  opinion — 
-That  God  has  abandoned  the  suffering  Man. 

If  Mercy  has  perished,  if  Justice  has  altered. 
If  Charity  thrives  not,  if  Love  has  grown  cold. 

If  Power  has  weakened,  if  Wisdom  has  faltered, — 
Then  Truth  has  deceived  us,  and  God  has  been 
sold. 

Although  in  a  far  distant  land  there  are  sleeping 
The  hearts  of  my  dear  ones,  so  silent  and  still; 

Yet  fondly  their  love  in  my  bosom  I'm  keeping. 
Till  Time  has  accomplished  Eternity's  Will. 

Thotigh  ruin  has  haunted  the  cot  of  my  sire, 
Though  anguish  has  tortured  my  soul  with  its 
pain  ^■ 

Though  sorrow  has  wrought  by  the  sword  and  the  fire 
Yet  Hope  with  its  joys  and  its  blessings  remain. 


I  know  that  the  griefs  and  the  pains  and  the  sorrow 
Of  man's  mortal  hour  can  not  be  compared 

To  the  glory  and  peace  of  "  Creation's  tomorrow'^ 
When  Virtue  shall  govern — and  wrongs  be 
repaired. 

Though  Pleasure  has  fled  me,  though  Joy  has 
■    :-■   deceived  me — ■\i---.  ^::.:/:-V;\a:-  :;;..  ;:■ 

Though  Love  was  unstable,  though  Time  Ttas: 
decev.ed, 
There's  not  in  creation  a  mind  to  dissuade  Me       ^ 

From  loving  the  trials  and  griefs  I've  received. 

May  God  from  His  bounty,  with  graces  possess  me,. 

May  Charity  govern  each  deed  of  my  life. 
May  hope  ever  cheer  me,  and  Heaven  profess  me — 

When  death  calls  me  home — from  this  world- 
and  its  strife. 

John  F.  O'Brien. 


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"The  Irish  Republic" 


THE  people, — and  there  seems  to  be  a  large 
number  of  them,  who  labor  under  the 
imprevSsion  that  an  Ireland  left  to  itself 
would  be  economically  incapable  of  independent 
existence,  and  would  quickly  lapse  into  a  con- 
dition of  bankruptcy  and  misery,  a  prey  to  the 
larger  nations  and  groups  of  capitalists,  and 
internally  racked  with  labor  dissensions  and  gov- 
ernmental disturbances,  are  ill  informed  of  the 
economic  conditions  and  the  latent  resources  of 
the  Emerald  Isle.  Ireland  has  a  larger  popula- 
tion than  the  United  States  had  fourteen  years 
after  the  colonists  threw  x)ff"  the  British  yoke, 
and  nearly  as  large  as  the  combined  population 
of  the  present  Norway  and  Denmark.  Ireland's 
area  is  very  nearly  as  great  as  the  combined 
areas  of  Belgium,  Holland  and  Switzerland.     In 


the  last  year  for  which  the  complete  figures  are 
available  (1917),  Ireland  did  a  business  exceed- 
ing that  of  Serbia,  Roumania,  Portugal,  Greece, 
Bulgaria,  and  Sweden  combined.  Ireland  is 
every  bit  populous  enough,  large  enough  and 
rich  enough  to  run  her  own  national  business. 
In  one  year  she  paid  to  England  over  $170,000,- 
000,  an  amount  in  excess  of  that  paid  out  by 
four  out  of  five  other  small  nations  in  transacting 
all  governmental  business.  Ireland's  resources 
will  be  tremendously  increased  when  she  can 
develop,  independently,  her  coal  mines  and  peat 
deposits,  the  marvelous  possibilities  in  many  of 
her  industries,  notably  the  leather  and  linen, 
and  her  enormous  waterpowers  and  unrivalled 
harbors.  Irish  independence  means  increased 
trade  with  America,  and  Americans  can  "reap 


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some  of   England's"   95   per  cent,  of  Ireland's 
$900,000,000  business. 

Ireland  is  a  republic  today,  and  the  recogni- 
tion of  its  independence  by  America  would  be 
paying  off  but  a  slight  part  of  that  debt  that  we 
owe  to  the  millions  of  Irish  blood  who  have 
gladly  fought  for  this  country.  Those  who  say 
that  we  should  not  meddle  in  other  nations' 
affairs  and  that,  if  Ireland  wants  independence, 
she  must  fight  for  it  unaided,  show  a  lamentable 
lack  of  historical  knowledge.  Had  not  France 
recognized  the  struggling  American  Republic  in 
1778  and  sent  troops  and  money  to  assist  us 
against  Britain,  the  cause  of  the  colonists  would 
have  been  well  nigh  hopeless.    The  hearts,  not 


only  of  the  twenty  million  persons  of  Irish 
descent  in  America,  but  of  every  one  that 
glories  in  the  name  of  American,  and  the  throbr 
bing  love  of  freedom  and  hatred  of  slavery  and 
autocracy  that  the  name  implies,  cannot  but  be 
with  those  valiant  Irishmen  who  are  even  now 
building  a  free  state  in  the  proudest  spot  in  the 
world.  Those  dear,  dead  millions  of  our  loved 
ones  who  sleep  beneath  the  battle-scarred  fields 
of  Saratoga,  of  Gettysburg,  of  Flanders  and  the 
Argonne,  shed  their  precious  blood  for  that  same 
love  of  liberty  and  justice  that  fires  the  Irish 
blood  today  to  new  heights  of  glory  and  valor. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


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■'•iBen,^. 


THE  December  Fordham  Monthly  contains 
a  number  of  noteworthy  poems.  "The 
Song  of  the  Spad"  is  undoubtedly  the  best 
of  these ;  its  vigorous  style  and  metrical  arrange- 
ment are  very  effective  and  well  suited  to  the 
theme.  "The  Death  of  Autumn"  treats  of  the 
bare  dreariness  of  Autumn  with  a  nice  discrim- 
ination of  artistic  devScription,  but  some  few  of 
its  lines  seem  forced  to  complete  the  rhythm. 
"Thomas  Augustine  Daly"  is  a  well-penned 
poetic  appreciation  of  Philadelphia's  own  poet. 
With  practically  all  our  Catholic  college  maga- 
zines devoting  considerable  space  in  eulogizing 
the  poems  of  Joyce  Kilmer  it  is  inconceivable 
that  one  should  rarely  see  an  appreciation  of 


Tom  Daly's  exquisite  lyrics  and  unrivalled 
dialect  verses.  The  verses  "Philosophic  Love" 
are  very  clever  indeed. 

The  article,  "The  Virgin  Goddess",  in  the 
December  Laurel,  is  exceedingly  interesting,  and 
would  have  been  even  more  so  had  some  of  the 
many  quotations  from  Homer  been  omitted, 
and  had  the  writer  elaborated  somewhat  more 
extensively  on  his  subject,  Athena,  the  flawless 
goddess  of  antiquity,  probably  the  only  morally 
pure  divinity  of  the  Greeks.  Classic  mythology, 
with  its  vast  field  of  interest,  seems  to  be  gener- 
ally neglected  in  most  college  journals.  The 
essay,  "The  Gossip  of  a  Century",  is  a  well- 


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written  survey  of  George  Eliot's  life  and  works. 
As  the  writer  remarks,  her  novels  display  an 
•extraordinary  delineation  and  development  of 
character,  and  it  is  this  ability  to  portray 
.  character  that  has  raised  George  Eliot  to  her 
high  place  among  the  English  novelists.  Never- 
theless, to  us,  her  stories  are  unutterably  dull. 

"Our  Lady's  Lullaby"  in  the  December  Villa 
Marian  is  one  of  those  exquisite  little  gems  that 
abound  in  Sister  Donatus'  charming  lyrics. 
-'Mrs.  Kilmer's  Poetry"  is  a  well-written  appre- 
ciation of  Aline  Kilmer's  poems,  and  "Apple 
Blossom  Time"  is  pleasant  reading.  The  essay 
"Old  Maid  Aunts",  is  easily  the  best  prose  con- 
tribution to  the  issue.  The  writer  has  the  right 
idea  of  how  to  pen  an  essay  of  that  type.  Al- 
though many  of  its  arguments  against  free  verse 
are  faulty  and  unconvincing,  the  essay  "Free 
Verse"  evidences,  at  least,  strong  -principles 
behind  it.  I  imagine  the  writer  is  rather  a 
•determined  person.  But  very  many  critics 
would  resent  calling  Whitman's  poetry  "gib- 
berish". And  why  include  the  Canadian  Bob 
Service  among  our  country's  poets,  when  Rich- 
ard Le  Gallienne,  Edwin  Markham,  Tom  Daly, 
Richard  Burton  and  scores  of  other  true  poets 
could  be  mentioned? 

"The  Tyranny  of  Fashion"  in  the  St.  Vincent 
College  Journal  for  January  is  a  really  worth- 
while essay,  entertainingly  written.  The  sub- 
ject treated  is  very  apropos,  and  is  handled 
extremely  well.  The  article,  "  Peripatetic  Vital- 
ism", is  worthy  of  great  commendation^ 

In  the  December  De  Paul  Minenal  there 
appears  an  essay  entitled  "Thoughts  on  Cole- 
ridge" in  which  the  author  questions  the  great- 
'ness  of  the  unfortunate  Coleridge,  "the  slightly 
damaged  archangel"  of  Lamb,  whom  Words- 
worth called  "the most  wonderful  man  he  knew", 
whom  Carlyle  called  "a  king  of  men";  that 
"man  of  grief  who  made  the  world  glad",  one 
of  the  apostles  of  Romanticism,  whose  poetry 
has  placed  him,  in  the  minds  of  all  able  critics, 
in  one  of  the  highest  niches  of  English  poesy. 
Youthful  iconoclasts  do  nothing  more  than 
demonstrate  their  immature  reasoning  powers. 
"We  must  be  original,"  they  cry  forsooth.  "We 
must  not  salaam  to  the  genius  of  a  by-gone 
generation;  we  must  close  our  ears  to  the 
echoes  of  the  past."     And   thus,   perforce,    if 


critics  that  have  gone  before  us  have  placed  a 
man  of  letters  upon  a  pedestal  of  greatness,  we 
must  try  to  overturn  that  pedestal  by  beating 
our  little,  futile  fists  upon  it,  even  though  the 
only  result  will  be  scarred  hands.  Critical  nov- 
elties are  generally  introduced  for  their  novelty's 

sake.  .  '  ■■•'^ :';■■■".■'■'■■'■;'■ '■:' 

But  let  us  get  back  to  "Thoughts  on  Cole- 
ridge". The  author  says  that  "A  false  philos- 
ophy and  opium  dreams  can  scarcely  be  taken 
for  the  wellspring  of  poetic  inspiration".  It  is 
not  for  us  to  judge  the  lives  of  another.  Granted 
that  Coleridge  did  not  possess  the  true  faith  and 
the  true  philosophy.  That  was  not  his  blame 
but  his  misfortune.  The  light  of  true' faith  does 
not  come  to  very  many  of  us  like  a  heavenborn 
flash  of  inspiration.  Birth,  environment  and 
education  have  quite  a  lot  to  do  with  it.  How 
many  of  us  would  ever  possess  the  true  faith  if 
we  had  been  born  and  bred  in  a  sphere  that  was 
opposed  to  it?  It  seems  a  very  malicious  and 
un-Christian  act  to  slur  Coleridge  for  his  use  of 
drugs.  It  was  pain,  a  horrible,  ever  incessant 
pain,  not  the  wicked  craving  for  an  unholy 
pleasure  that  drove  Coleridge  to  opium.  And 
he  triumphed  over  his  habit  when  he  was 
friendless,  and  homeless,  and  past  his  prime. 
We  cannot  prove  that  any  of  his  works  were 
produced  when  he  was  under  the  influence  of 
drugs.  In  criticising  an  author's  works,  an 
unbiased  critic  will  stick  to  his  subject,  i.  e., 
the  author's  works,  and  leave  criticism  of  the 
author's  life  to  the  Divine  Critic  alone. 

The  essayist  passes  on  to  an  analysis  of  Cole- 
ridge's three  poems,  "Ancient  Mariner,"  "Chris- 
tabel,"  and  "Kubla  Khan,"  which  one  critic 
declared  should  be  bound  in  pure  gold.  Of 
"  Kubla  Khan  "  he  says,  "  it  is  a  meaningless  frag- 
ment," and  therefore  cannot  be  a  great  poem. 
He  calls  attention  to  the  distorted  and  fantastic 
element  in  the  poem  by  quoting  .several  lines. 
But  what  is  abnormal  about  "huge  fragments" 
or  a  "sunny  pleasure  dome  with  caves  of  ice"? 
A  fragment  means  a  dislodged  piece;  it  need 
not  be  tiny.  And  is  there  anything  extraor- 
dinary in  the  sun  shining  on  ice?  As  to  the  poem 
being  meaningless:  it  is  a  fragment,  and  as  such, 
necessarily  incomplete.  But  cannot  something 
meaningless  be  beautiful?  If  it  cannot  we  must 
discard   the  multitudes  of  meaningless  figures 


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that  throb  in  the  imagination.  The  idea  of  a 
"land  flowing  with  milk  and  honey"  is  more 
fantastic  than  any  of  the  examples  the  author 
of  "Thoughts  on  Coleridge"  gives,  bat  if  my 
memory  does  not  deceive  me,  that  passage  is 
in  the  Scriptures.  A  lover  of  poetry  need  only 
read  the  first  five  lines  of  "Kubla  Khan"  to 
know  that  he  is  in  the  presence  of  a  master. 

Of  "Christabel"  the  essayist  comments  that  it 
is  ' '  unfinished ' '  and  what  rational  creature  could 
get  a  sane  idea  from  something  unfinished? 
Permit  me  to  ask  the  critic  that  if  Phidias,  in 
forming  his  statue  of  Minerva,  had  only  com- 
pleted the  head  and  thus  left  the  statue  unfin- 
ished, could  not  that  exquisitely  sculptured 
head  still  be  an  object  of  beauty?  He  further 
comments  that  the  meaning  has  been  withheld 
from  the  poem,  and  it  is  therefore  imperfect. 
Are  there  not  a  million  and  one  mysteries 
attendant  on  our  daily  lives,  whose  meanings 
have  been  withheld  from  us?  The  essayist  says 
that  the  poem  is  based  upon  witchcraft  and  is 
therefore  false  and  ugly.  Does  Coleridge  in  any 
way  uphold  or  condone  witchcraft?  The  mere 
fact  of  using  witchcraft  as  the  basis  of  a  story 
need  not  condemn  the  story,  however  much  we 
may  condemn  belief  in  witches.  Would  the 
critic  have  us  discard  the  "Arabian  Nights" 
and  all  tales  in  which  sorcery,  enchantment  and 
witchcraft  play  a  part?  As  to  saying  that  the 
actions  of  Christabel  and  Sir  Lealine  were  fool- 
ish, the  critic  goes  too  far.  The  actions  of 
every  person  in  every  situation  are  never  iden- 
tical; every  one's  character  is  different.  If  it 
were  not  how  would  we  have  plots  at  all? 

As  to  "The  Rime  of  the  Ancient  Mariner", 
which  more  than  one  critic  has  called  the  great- 
est English  poem,  the  critic  asserts  that  the 
sights  depicted  are  seen  only  by  diseased  imag- 
inations; that  there  is  no  proportion  between 
the  crime  and  the  punishment  in  the  narrative, 
and  the  theme  is  consequently  ridiculous,  and 
that  its  mingling  of  pagan  superstition  and 
Christian  faith  is  unpardonable.  Even  if  we 
granted  these  propositions,  which  we  do  not. 


since  they  are  all  dependent  on  personal  opin- 
ion, the  "Rime"  would  still  remain  a  wonder- 
ful poem.  In  no  other  poem  can  we  find  such 
pictures  painted,  such  music  played.  It  is  diffi- 
cult to  find  any  passages  anywhere  as  beautiful 
as  those  which  narrate  the  lifting  of  the  strange 
spell.  Only  a  biased  critic  guided  by  strange 
standards  of  criticism  will  fail  to  find  a  wonder- 
ful depth  of  beauty  and  ernotion  in  the  imagi- 
native pictures  painted  in  the  "Ancient 
Mariner".;--  v:'.v  ;^--  ■  ■;'■'.  ■.^'^■■■■. > 

The  critic  says  that  he  wishes  to  be  fair  to 
Coleridge,  and  then  belies  this  by  criticising  only 
the  matter  of  his  poetry,  disregarding  the  form. 
It  is  in  the  form  in  which  he  clothes  his  poems 
that  Coleridge  has  won  the  title  of  an  artist  in 
verse.  With  what  effectiveness,  what  har- 
moniousness,  what  lovely  blending  of  colors, 
what  stirring  bits  of  fantastic  imagery,  does 
Coleridge  employ  his  tender  brush!  Real 
poetry  appeals  to  our  love  of  the  beautiful,  and 
depends  both  upon  the  ideas  it  contains  and  the 
forms  it  uses.  A  poem,  according  to  Coleridge 
himself,  whose  Biographia  Literaria  contains 
probably  the  most  searching  and  sound  exposi- 
tions of  poetry  in  English,  is  "that  species  of 
composition,  which  is  opposed  to  works  of  sci- 
ence, by  proposing  for  its  immediate  object 
pleasure,  not  truth."        ;  i 

What  standards  of  criticism  has  the  author  of 
"Thoughts  on  Coleridge"  employed?  I  think 
it  is  contained  in  the  line,  "it  is  only  the  Catho- 
lic faith  that  has  ever  proved  a  wellspring  of 
poetic  inspiration."  This  is  a  very  unwise 
remark.  It  displays  unreasoning  bigotry,  and 
does  not  stand  the  test  of  literature,  thus  caus- 
ing harm.  Do  the  religious  beliefs  of  Tennyson, 
Milton,  Spencer,  Longfellow,  Poe  and  Bryant 
exclude  them  from  the  ranks  of  the  great  poets? 
The  Catholic  faith  is  too  big  and  glorious  and 
sublime  to  be  dragged  into  a  discussion  of  the 
relative  merits  and  demerits  of  any  poor  mortal's 
literary  talents. 

Harold  J.  WiEGAND. 


On  January  28th,  work  was  begun  on  the  new 
gymnasium.  The  entire  east  wing  of  the  Acad- 
emy building  is  to  be  remodeled  for  this  pur- 
pose. When  completed  the  new  gymnasium 
will  have  a  floor  space  of  fifty  by  seventy  feet 
and  will  be  available  for  athletic  contests  and 
competitions  as  well  as  for  reunions  and  enter- 
tainments of  various  sorts.  The  present  plans 
contemplate  a  complete  renovation  of  the  entire 
Academy  building.  The  swimming  pool  is  to 
be  placed  in  a  separate  building  specially  con- 
structed for  that  purpose  which  will  likewise 
contain  the  locker  and  assembly  rooms.  Work 
on  the  swimming  pool  will  hot  be  begun  until 
the  othej-  improvements  have  been  completed. 
It  is  hoped  that  the  new  gymnasium  will  be 
completed  by  June  1,  1920. 

Rev.  John  W.  Dwyer,  O.  S.  A.,  Rector  of  St. 
Rita's  Hall  and  Professor  of  Spanish,  died  of 
pneumonia  at  the  College  January  26,  1920. 
Father  Dwyer  was  a  young  priest,  in  his  thirty- 
second  year,  who  had  been  assigned  to  the  Col- 
lege last  September,  having  spent  the  three 
previous  years  at  St.  Augustine's  College, 
Havana,  Cuba.  Father  Dwyer  was  well  liked 
by  the  entire  student  body  and  his  untimely 
death  was  a  great  shock  to  all.  The  funeral 
Mass  was  sung  by  the  Very  Rev.  N.  J.  Vasey, 
;0.  S.  A.,  Provincial,  assisted  by  Rev.  James  J. 
Griffin,  O.  S.  A.,  as  Deacon,  and  Rev.  James 
Bolton,  O.  S.  A.,  as  Subdeacon,  who  were  com- 
panions of  the  deceased.  Rev.  William  Cotter, 
O.  S.  A.,  a  classmate,  delivered  an  impressive 
funeral  sermon.  Interment  was  made  in  the 
Monastery  Cemetery  at  Villanova.  Requiescat 
in  pace ! 


Epsilon  Phi  Theta  Dance 

The  first  formal  dance  since  before  the  war 
was  held  at  the  College  on  Wednesday  even-  • 
ing,  February  11th,  under  the  auspices  of  the 
Epsilon  Phi  Theta  Fraternity.  The  afifair  was 
well  attended  and  the  well-arranged  decorative 
efforts  of  the  committee  found  instant  favor 
with  the  gathering,  the  soft  blending  of  the 
lights  adding  to  the  general  harmony  of  the 
scheme. 

The  Patronesses  for  the  dance  were  Mrs.  M. 
Eckhart,  Mrs.  A.  McAvoy,  Mrs.  J.  J.  Mitchell, 
Mrs.  P.  H.  Quinn,  Mrs.  M.  P.  Quinn,  Mrs.  J. 
Stanley  Smith,  Mrs.  M.  M.  Thornbury,  Mrs. 
M.  H.  Walrath,  Mrs.  H.  J.  Wiegand,  and  Miss 
Ellen  G.  O'Brien; ■^':;:■■^^■^:/;/;■^:■-■;:;;:;;'■■\ 

The  Committee  in  charge  consisted  of  Messrs. 
Theodore  Hammond,  Carl  J.  Fox,  Eugene  J. 
Keller,  Thomas  J.  McGrath,  John  Locke, 
Mathew  Lynch,  with  David  W.  O'Brien  as 
chairman. 

Phi  Kappa  Pi  Notes 

The  initiation  rites  of  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi  Fra- 
ternity were  administered  to  a  large  number  of 
candidates  on  Thursday  evening,  February  19th. 
As  is  usually  the  case  with  Phi  Kappa  Pi  initia- 
tion proceedings,  the  occasion  was  one  which 
will  linger  in  the  memory  of  those  concerned  for 
many  a  day. 

At  the  regular  February  meeting  of  the  Fra- 
ternity, the  thesis  was  delivered  by  John  J. 
Maguire,  '20,  the  subject  of  the  lecture  being 
"Methods  of  Laying  Foundations  Under  Water." 

Freshman  Notes 
At  the  first  meeting  of  the  Freshman  Class  to 
be  held  during   the   second  term,  William   F. 
Quinn  was  elected  to  suceed  T.  J.  Prendergast  as 


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Vice-President  and  Andrew  T.  J.  Christensen 
was  elected  Manager  of  the  baseball  team. 
All  the  other  officers  were  re-elected.    ■;•': 

Friday,  February  13th,  a  class  smoker  was 
held  in  the  auditorium  and  an  enjoyable  even- 
ing was  had  by  all.  The  program,  which  was  in 
charge  of  William  J.  Ford,  John  G.  Ketterer  and 
John  Hyson,  was  voted  a  complete  success. 
Rev.  C.  A.  Bran  ton,  O.  S.  A.,  delighted  the 
large  crowd  present  by  his  dramatic  presenta- 
tions and  his  vocal  selections.  Phineas  Vize, 
assosted  by  Norman  Jones  as  pianist,  gave  an 
exhibition  of  fancy  dancing.     Solos  were  sung 


by  C.  J.  McNally,  Edward  A.  McKenna  and 
John  Hyson.  A  pleasing  novelty  in  magical 
mysteries  was  cleverly  demonstrated  by  Hubert 
Langlois  and  John  McCOrmick.  The  success  of 
the  smoker  has  induced  the  class  to  plan  similar 
events  in  the  future. 

■  Gift  to  Laboratory 

Through  the  courtesy  of  the  Auto  Car  Com- 
pany of  Ardmore,  Pa.,  the  mechanical  labora- 
tory of  the  College  has  received  recently  a  fully 
equipped  auto  car  motor,  admirably  adapted  for 
laboratory  purposes. 


'' ■  The  New  Gymnasium 

Work  having  begun  on  the  new  gymnasium, 
it  is  to  be  hoped  that  those  members  of  the 
Alumni  who  pledged  themselves  to  send  their 
contributions  as  soon  as  work  on  the  new 
project  had  started,  will  not  delay  in  redeeming 
their  pledges.  Those  who  as  yet  have  made  no 
contributions  are  urged  to  do  so  as  soon  as 
possible.  The  Alumni  on  several  occasions 
have  manifested  with  great  enthusiasm  their 
willingness  and  determination  to  assist  the  Col- 
lege in  erecting  a  m.odern  up-to-date  gymnasium 
and  swimming  pool,  which  at  the  same  time 
would  be  a  monument  to  the  zeal  and  devotion 
of  the  Alumni  Association.  The  long  cherished 
plans  for  a  modern  spacious  gymnasium  are 
about  to  be  accomplished  and  the  hopes  of  so 
many  Villanova  men  will  soon  reach  fruition. 
It  remains  for  the  Alumni  to  prove  in  a  tangible 
and  practical  way  their  protestations  of  loyalty. 
The,  Alumni  Fund  at  the  present  time  does  not 


exceed  $15,000.  This  sum  represents  but  a 
fraction  of  the  estimated  cost  of  the  new  im- 
provements. All  donations  from  the  friends 
and  alumni  of  Villanova  to  the  Alumni  Fund 
should  be  addressed  to  P.ev.  James  J.  Dean, 
O.  S.  A.,  Treasurer,  Villanova,  Pa. 

Jubilee  of  Father  Devir 
Sunday,  February  1,  1920,  Rev.  John  H. 
Devir,  O.  S.  A.,  celebrated  at  Villanova  the  fif- 
tieth anniversary  of  his  ordination  to  the  priest- 
hood. A  large  number  of  brother  priests  and 
friends  came  to  Villanova  for  the  occasion  to 
assist  the  Reverend  Jubilarian  in  celebrating  an 
event  so  rare  in  the  life  of  the  priest,  since  but 
few  succeed  in  reaching  the  half-century  mark  in 
apostolic  labors.  The  Solemn  High  Mass  was 
sung  by  the  Jubilarian,  assisted  by  Rev.  F.  J. 
McShane,  O.  S.  A.,  Rector  of  the  Augustinian 
House  of  Studies,  Washington,  D.  C,  as  deacon 
and  by  Rev.  Hugh  O'Neill,  O.  S.  A.,  of  Villanova 
as  subdeacon. 


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An  eloquent  sermon  suitable  to  the  occasion 
was  preached  by  Rev.  D.  J.  O'Mahoney,  O.  S.  A., 
Rector  of  St.  Augustine's,  Philadelphia.  Before 
the  sermon  Father  O'Mahoney  read  a  cablegram 
from  the  Holy  Father  announcing  the  bestowal 
of  the  Apostolic  Benediction  upon  the  Jubilarian. 

Father  Devir  was  born  in  County  Donegal, 
Ireland,  in  1841.  He  came  to  the  United  States 
in  1864,  entering  Villanova  in  1865.  The  fol- 
lowing year  he  entered  the  Augustinian  Noviti- 
ate. After  his  ordination  in  1870,  he  remained 
for  some  time  at  the  College  as  professor  of  the 
classics.  Later  he  was  Rector  of  St.  Augus- 
tine's, Troy,  N.  Y.;  St.  Mary's,  Waterford, 
N.  Y.,  and  the  Immaculate  Conception,  Law- 
rence, Mass.  In  1890  he  returned  to  Villanova 
as  professor  of  classics  and  history. 

To  the  venerable  Jubilarian  the  ViLLANOVAN 
extends  a  hearty  "ad  multos  annos". 

Deaths 
Word  has  been  received  of  the  death  from 
pneumonia  at  his  home  in  Portland,  Me.,  Feb- 
ruary 5,  1920,  of  Thomas  Catterson,  who  will  be 
remembered  as  one  of  the  finest  baseball  play- 
ers that  ever  represented  Villanova  on  the  dia- 
mond. Tom  Catterson  pitched  and  played  the 
outfield  for  Villanova  back  in  1906  and  1907. 
After  the  close  of  school  in  1907  he  was  per- 
suaded to  sign  a  contract  with  the  Brockton 
Club  of  the  New  England  League,  from  which 
team  he  went  to  the  Brooklyn  Nationals,  where 
for  a  time  he  enjoyed  a  brilliant  career.  Sub- 
sequently he  played  with  a  number  of  teams  in 
the  New  England  League.  Tom  was  always 
popular  both  at  college  and  with  the  "fans". 
He  was  a  steady  consistent  worker  and  pos- 
sessed an  excellent  disposition  which  gained 
him  hosts  of  friends.  The  Villanovan  extends 
to  his  relatives  its  sincere  condolences. 

Dispatches  from  "Washington  announce  the 
nomination  by  Mitchell  Palmer,  United  States 
Attorney-General,  of  Charles  D.  McAvoy,  A.  B. 


'98,  LL.D.  '19,  as  United  States  District  Attorney 
for  the  Eastern  District  of  Pennsylvania  to  suc- 
ceed Francis  Fisher  Kane  who  recently  resigned. 
Mr.  McAvoy's  nomination  had  not  been  unex- 
pected. He  had  already  been  endorsed  for  the 
position  by  the  Bar  Association  and  the  Judges 
of  the  District  and  seemed  to  be  the  logical 
candidate. 

His  previous  experience  as  District  Attorney 
for  Montgomery  County,  his  large  experience 
in  legal  work  of  various  kinds,  his  conspicuous 
ability  as  a  trial  lawyer,  his  well-known  reputa- 
tion for  honesty  all  combine  to  inspire  confi- 
dence in  his  ability  to  discharge  the  difficult 
duties  of  the  high  office  with  honor  to  the  county 
and  credit  to  himself.  His  Villanova  friends, 
who  realize  perhaps  better  than  most  his  ster- 
ling worth  and  conscientious  regard  for  princi- 
ple, rejoice  in  this  new  and  well-merited  honor 
which  has  come  to  one  of  Villanova's  most 
devoted  sons,  and  feel  sure  that  Mr.'  McAvoy's 
administration  of  the  office  of  United  States 
District  Attorney  will  serve  to  win  from  the 
public  at  large  a  recognition  of  those  great 
talents  which  they  have  long  known  him  to 
possess.  The  Villanovan  extends  to  this  dis- 
tinguished altimnus  of  Villanova  its  warmest 
congratulations  and  best  wishes. 

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Jottings 

Armando  Alvarez,  '18,  has  recently  received 
from  the  University  of  Havana,  Cuba,  the  degree 
of  Civil  Engineer,  having  successfully  passed 
the  state  examination  prescribed  by  law.  Mr. 
Alvarez  upheld  the  Villanovan  tradition  already 
established  in  these  examinations  having  passed 
with  one  of  the  highest  averages  given. 

Patrick  J.  O'Brien,  '15,  has  recently  been 
appointed  Advertising  Manager  for  the  Pierce 
Huston  Company,  of  Philadelphia. 

Among  the  recent  visitors  to  the  College  were 
J.  Stanley  Smith,  President  of  the  Alumni  Soci- 
ety; Frank  Goodwin,  James  Haughey,  Frank 
Monahan,  Harry  Touey,  Collier  Griswold. 


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At  the  football  banqyet  held  recently  Elmer 
Hertzler,  who  was  the  star  end  on  the  Blue  and 
White  eleven  this  season,  was  elected  captain 
of  the  football  team  for  1920.  During  the  past 
season  Hertzler  distinguished  himself  in  many 
instances  on  the  gridiron,  and  proved  to  all  his 
teammates  that  he  was  capable  of  holding  the 
position  of  honor,  and  that  he  would  make  a 
worthy  successor  to  McGeehan  who  led  the 
team  through  the  most  successful  season  just 
ended.  In  offering  our  congratulations  to  the 
new  captain,  we  also  wish  him  every  success 
and  feel  confident  that  our  expectations  of  him 
will  be  realized. 

The  following  men  were  awarded  the  football 
"V":  Blanchfield,  Hertzler,  Duffy,  Cullom, 
Kearns,  Yadusky,  Captain  McGeehan,  Byrne, 
McCarthy,  McGrady,  Casey,  McClernan, 
Dougherty,  Cronin  and  Manager  Tyrrell. 

>  BASKETBALL  -: 
All  sporting  activities  are  now  centered  on  the 
basketball  court,  and  great  interest  has  been 
displayed  by  the  representatives  of  the  various 
teams.  Since  the  Prep  team  has  been  entered 
in  the  Catholic  League  the  gymnasium  is  the 
scene  of  many  well-fought  and  exciting  contests. 
The  results  of  the  League  games  played  to  date 
are  as  follows: 

ViLLANOVA  Prep,  13;  La  Salle,  U 
In  the  first  game  of  the  league,  the  Preps 
traveled  into  Philadelphia  and  defeated  the  La 
Salle  five,  13-11.  The  contest  proved  to  be  one 
of  the  most  interesting  witnessed  on  the  armory 
court  in  some  time.  Hennenberger,  with  his 
clever  floor  work  and  his  accuracy  in  shooting 


from  the  center  of  the  court,  kept  the  spectators 
on  edge  throughout  the  evening  and  proved  a 
big  asset  in  the  Prep's  victory.  Brennan,  for 
La  Salle,  made  himself  conspicuous  by  his  con- 
sistent foul  shooting  and  before  the  game  had 
ended  he  had  caged  nine  foul  shots  in  as  many 
attempts.  The  main  reason  for  the  Philadelphia 
five  being  credited  with  only  one  field  goal  was 
the  close  guarding  of  Kane ;  the  husky  guard 
was  always  alert  and  only  rarely  was  the  Red 
and  Black  goal  in  danger.  Pickett's  work  at 
center  also  deserves  a  word  of  praise;  his  ability 
in  getting  the  jump  enabled  the  Prep  team  to 
carry  out  their  signals  to  perfection.  The  inac- 
curacy of  the  shooting  of  the  Preps,  with  the 
exception  of  Hennenberger,  proved  a  big  draw- 
back, and  kept  down  the  score,  as  they  had 
many  opportunities  to  score. 

Catholic  High,  21;  Villanova  Prep,  16 
The  victory  over  the  La  Salle  five  put  the 
Preps  in  a  tie  for  first  place  with  Catholic  High, 
in  the  league  standing,  but  the  Catholic  High 
team  settjed  all  dispute  as  to  the  rightful  occu- 
pants of  first  place  by  defeating  the  Preps  on 
the  armory  court,  21-16.  The  game  was  well 
played  by  both  teams,  and  furnished  many 
thrills  for  the  spectators.  The  foul  shooting  of 
Hylan  for  the  Preps,  and  of  Gallen  for  Catholic 
High  were  the  features.  Pickett's  all  round  work 
both  defensive  and  offensive  brought  frequent 
rounds  of  applause  from  the  onlookers;  it  was 
his  fast  floor  work  that  prevented  the  opponents 
from  running  up  a  bigger  score.  Hylan  suc- 
ceeded in  caging  eight  fouls  out  of  nine  attempts, 
while  Pickett  is  credited  with  three  field  goals 
and  Emmerton  with  one. 


■^ib 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


37, 


St.  Joseph's  High,  31;  Preps,  21 
The  Preps  made  a  vain  effort  to  keep  from 
the  cellar  position  in  the  league  standing,  when 
they  were  defeated  by  the  fast  St.  Joe's  five, 
31-21.  The  loss  of  Pickett  necessitated  a  com- 
plete change  in  the  Prep's  line-up,  which  proved 
very  costly  to  the  Prep's  chances.  Hennen- 
berger  was  shifted  to  center  and  Kelly  took  his 
place  at  forward,  Hylan  at  forward  was  easily 
.  the  star  of  the  game;  his  frequent  bursts  of 
speed  and  his  accurate  eye  in  foul  shooting  netted 
a  total  of  sixteen  points.  For  St.  Joe's,  Bres- 
lin  and  Oakes  were  the  chief  scorers,  the  latter 
having  six  field  goals  to  his  credit. 

Pickett's  absence  was  caused  by  an  injury 
sustained  in  the  game  against  Catholic  High. 
Though  the  sturdy  center  is  still  confined  to  bed 
it  is  expected  that  he  will  be  able  to  return  to 
the  court  before  the  Preps  fall  any  lower  in  the 
race  for  the  Catholic  championship, 

HoBOKEN  High,  34;  Villanova  Freshmen,  32 
The  Villanova  Freshmen  five  opened  their 
basketball  season  at  Hoboken,  N.  J.,  when  they 
met  the  speedy  five  representing  Hoboken  High. 
The  contest  was  fast  and  well  played  throughout 
and  not  until  the  final  whistle  was  blown  was 
it  assured  who  would  emerge  victors.  In  the 
first  half  the  home  team  set  a  fast  pace,  but 
were  soon  overcome  by  the  freshmen  who 
ended  the  first  period  with  a  lead  of  two  baskets ; 
in  the  second  period  Tabourski,  playing  forward 
for  the  home  team  pulled  off  some  fast  playing 
and  dropped  in  three  clever  long  shots  which 
put  the  Hoboken  five  on  even  terms  with  the 
freshmen ;  for  the  last  five  minutes  of  play  both 
teams  played  neck  and  neck  until  Tabourski 
again  pulled  off  a  difficult  shot  from  the  center 
of  the  court  and  the  final  whistle  blew  with  the 
home  team  leading  by  two  points.  The  foul 
shooting  of  Loughlin  was  spectacular,  the  keen- 
eyed  guard  accounting  for  16  out  of  19  attempts. 

Penn  Fresh,  40;  Villanova  Fresh,  25 
The  effects  of  the  Hoboken  game  were  felt 
more  keenly  on  the  following  night  when  the 
Freshman  team  stacked  up  against  the  Penn 
Fresh  five  and  were  decisively  beaten,  40  to  25. 
The  first  half  proved  to  be  a  very  closely  con- 


tested period  and  ended  with  the  home  team 
leading  by  one  basket,  but  the  second  period 
found  the  Preps  in  a  winded  condition  and 
when  the  Penn  five  started  their  speedy  attack 
the  visitors  soon  were  left  far  behind.  For  the 
Penn  Fresh  team,  Possen  and  Greenwalt  were 
the  heavy  scorers,  the  former  having  eight  field 
goals  to  his  credit  while  Greenwalt  had  six. 
Loughlin  for  the  Freshmen  shot  thirteen  fouls 
in  sixteen  tries,  while  Jones  and  Gray  each  had 
three  field  goals.  Had  the  visitors  been  in 
better  condition  they  would  have  undoubtedly 
made  a  better  showing,  while  as  it  was,  the 
Hoboken  game  of  the  preceding  night  proved 
too  strenuous  a  task  for  the  Freshmen. 

Steelton  High,  31;  Villanova  Freshmen,  21 
In  a  well-played  game  the  Steelton  High 
basketball  team  defeated  the  Villanova  Fresh- 
men on  the  Felton  Hall  floor  at  Steelton  by  a 
score  of  31  to  21. 

The  contest  proved  to  be  Steelton's  from  the 
very  start  and  the  home  team  closed  the  first 
half  with  a  safe  lead  of  nine  points,  the  score 
being  20  to  11.  Jones  and  Gray  for  the  Fresh- 
men showed  great  speed  in  floor  work  but  were 
unable  to  break  down  the  defense  of  the  Steel- 
ton guards.  Krout  and  Buccieri  were  the  best 
scorers  for  Steelton,  scoring  twenty-three  points 
between  them,  A  large  crowd  witnessed  the 
game.;,  ■,.- 

Preps,  23;  West  Philly  Catholic  High,  22 
By  defeating  the  West  Philly  Catholic  High 
five  on  Saturday  the  7  th,  the  Preps  moved  up  a 
notch  in  the  race  for  the  honors  in  the  Catholic 
basketball  league  and  are  now  third  in  the 
standing  of  the  teams,  and  confident  that  with 
the  return  of  Pickett  to  the  line-up  they  will  soon 
be  battling  for  first  position.  The  game  on 
Saturday  night  proved  to  be  very  interesting 
and  thrilling  throughout,  and  the  outcome  was 
uncertain  up  to  the  last  twelve  seconds.  Both 
teams  were  in  fighting  trim  and  put  up  a  fine 
brand  of  basketball.  The  all-around  work  of 
Kane,  the  Prep's  husky  guard,  was  the  feature 
of  the  evening,  and  before  the  whistle  put  an 
end  to  the  contest  this  lad  had  five  field  goals  to 
his  credit.  Hylan  also  deserves  a  word  of  praise 
for  his  accuracy  in  foul  shooting;    it  was  his 


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timely  goal  that  decided  the  game  and  secured 
for  the  Preps  possession  of  third  place  in  the 
battle  for  supremacy  in  the  Catholic  League, 
For  West  Philly,  Gallen  played  a  consistently 
fast  game;  his  floor  work  was  excellent  and  his 
keen  eye  accounted  for  eight  of  his  team's 
points. 

Baseball  Schedule 

The  following  is  the  probable  baseball  schedule 
up  to  date,  as  arranged  by  Manager  John  J. 
Maguire: 


Apr.     7 — Fordhani  at  Villanova. 

Apr.  10 — Ursinus  at  Ursinus. 

Apr.  14 — Princeton  at  Princeton.  , 

Apr.  17 — Haverford  at  Villanova. 

Apr,  21 — Catholic  University  at  Washington, 

Apr,  22 — Georgetown  at  Washington. 

Apr,  23— Mt.  St,  Mary's  at  Emmittsburg. 

Apr,  24 — Gettysburg  at  Gettysburg. 

Apr.  28 — Ursinus  at  Villanova, 

May    1 — Catholic  University  at  Villanova, 

May    8— West  Point  at  West  Point  (pending). 

May  14 — Fordham  at  Fordham, 

May  15— Seton  Hall  at  South  Orange. 

May  12 — Pennsylvania     Military     College     at 

(pending). 
May  19 — Lehigh  at  Bethlehem  (pending). 
May  21 — Gettysburg  at  Villanova. 
May  26 — Navy  at  Annapolis, 
May  29 — St.  Joseph's  at  Villanova. 


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[TAKE   A  LOT- 
TAKE  two! 


IJhe  Epsrow  Phi  THbta 
dance   was    a 

COyiPLETE    SUCCESS- 


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*■  NEVER    HAPPEt^  ;N    seasOxJ  —        *" 

1C0ME  ON Tj  Lofl^ 
Com  e  on  •'i-\^  /T      ~ 


HE  EAPLY   MOfiNiNO    PEST 


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SOME  OF  TH 

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The  Woes  of  Soph' more  Greek 


Awake,  0  Muse,  thy  mystic  lyre! 

Sweet  Maid,  inspire  thou  me! 
My  spirit  burns  with  fire  and  ire 

To  sing  my  woes  to  thee. 
Long  have  I  lain  supine  and  cold. 
But  nature  roused  is  brave  and  bold; 
My  bitter  thoughts  must  needs  be  told, 

That  vengeance  mine  might  be. 

The  scholar's  life's  a  gladsome  song — 

So  sang  the  bards  of  old; 
But  harsher  notes  sweet  songs  among 

Discordant  tones  unfold. 
Once  life  flowed  on  in  peace  serene; 
Then,  like  a  foul  incarnate  fiend y 
Euripides  burst  on  the  scene — 

Oh,  misery  untold! 

The  fair  Queen's  charms  are  used  in  vain, 

Thus  runs  the  doleful  lay; 
And,  lest  the  dirge  should  seem  too  tame. 

The  halter  saves  the  day. 
What  care  we  aught  if  Phaedra  died? 
If  Theseus  thought  his  good  son  lied? 
The  Muses' s  woes  my  nerves  have  tried — 

The  lark  no  more  is  gay! 

Why  must  a  peaceful,  loving  soul — 

As  mine  once  used  to  be — ■ 
Like  surging  waters,  tumbling  roll 

Whene'er  that  book  I  see? 
The  world  now  seems  so  dark  and  drear, 
A  prayer  I  raise  with  sob  and  tear: 
From  Soph' more  Greek  another  year, 

Ye  Fates,  deliver  me! 

Gerard  du  Coeur. 


PLiINTB2 


a.^.A^: 


■■/■"'■"■■^"To  Peggy" 
My  loving,  grieving  heart  is  ever  thine, 
Love  like  mine  will  never,  never  die; 
I  love  thee  still,  and  as  I  dream  and  pine 
For  other  days,  my  joyless  life  drags  by 
Like  some  black  cloud  that  crawls  arcoss  the  sky. 
But  in  the  night,  when  all  is  dark  and  still, 
I  somehow  seem  to  feel  that  thou  art  nigh. 
And  mine  enraptured  heart  is  all  a-thrill' 
My  Peg!  I  love  thee  now,  and  always,  always  will. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 

He  was  explaining  the  beauties  of  college  life 
to  the  sweet  young  thing : 

"And  if  we  are  late  for  class  we  give  the  Pro- 
fessor a  slip  with  the  reason  on  it." 

She — "Suppose  the  Professor  is  late?" 

He — ""We  wait  ten  minutes  and  then  give 
him  'the  slip'  anyway." 

Prof. — "Why  do  they  call  a  sea  mile  a  knot?" 
Stude — "Because  if  they  didn't  have  knots 
they  couldn't  have  the  ocean  tied." 

.  ^  The  Seven  Ages  :■;'■ 
'Jollification. 
5  Procrastination. 

.      Preparation. 
Examination. 
;  Expectation. 

/Communication.  ■ 

Continuous  Vacation. 


Soph — "  I  was  absent  from  class  yesterday 
because  I  sprained  my  ankle." 

Prof. — "That  seems  to  be  a  pretty  lame 
excuse." 

A  gay  young  Parisian,  De  Laine, 
';      Long  courted  an  heiress  in  vain,    ■' 

When  he  said,  "Now  or  niver!" 

She  answered,  "Au  rivver! " 
So  he  promptly,  of  course,  went  in  Seine. 

Prof,  (in  Concrete  Design) — "Would  the  dead 
weight  on  the  second  floor  be  tht  same  as  on  the 

/first  floor?"' ■^.':■■;;/^,v:/^^;^:i..:;  •;;;,■;■,,;;:  :\^ 

McCann — "Oh,  no!  that  would  be  another 
story."'      , 

Friends  call  me  a  musician.    Yet  I J  ear 
That,  should  I  take  upon  myself  to  break 
The  peaceful  silence — from  the  organ  wake 
Sweet  harmonies,  I  should  by  none  so  dear 
Be  held  that  they'd  endure  to  long  be  near 
Me;   but  to  solitude  would  men  betake 
Themselves,  to  grieve  that  they  at  times  must  make 
Brave  efforts  to  endure  what  kills  all  cheer. 

And  so  His  seldom  I  consult  the  Muse; 

But  in  a  humbler  region  am  content 

My  place  among  the  ''motley  crowd''  to  choose, 

Lest,  to  my  inspiration  giving  vent, 

I  cause  myself  most  trusty  friends  to  lose, 

And  in  my  solitary  gloom  repent. 

Fred  A.  Manning 


.^.j.-.t.'.^.'A.;..  k:..i'.:i^^  j,i^fta'^Ui 


Generator  room  of  one  of  the 
hydro-electric  plants  which  sup- 
ply power  to  the  C.  M.  &  St.  P. 


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The  Power  of  Electricity 
in  Transportation 


Soihe'Advantages  of 
Railroad  Electrification 

Saving  the  Nation's  coal. 

Lower  maintenance  costs. 

Greater  reliability  and  fewer 
delays. 

Ability  to  haul  smoothly 
heavier  trains  at  higher 
speed. 

Operation  of  electric  locomo- 
tives unaffected  by  extreme 
cold. 

Ability  to  brake  trains  on 
descending  grades  by  re- 
turning pov^rer  to  the  trolley. 


ELECTRICITY  has  leveled  out 
the  Continental  Divide.  The 
steam  locomotive,  marvelous  as  it 
is  after  a  century  of  development, 
cannot  meet  all  of  the  present  de- 
mands for  transportation  facilities. 
Its  electric  rival  has  proved  to  be 
far  superior. 

On  the  mountain  divisions  of  the 
Chicago,  Milvtraukee  &  St. Paul  Rail- 
way— the  world's  greatest  electrifi- 
cation — giant  electric  locomotives 
today  lift  an  ever  increasing  freight 
tonnage  over  the  mile-high  Rockies 
and  also  make  traveling  clean  and 
comfortable.  They  utilize  the  abun- 
dant energy  of  distant  waterfalls 
and  then,  by  returning  some  of  this 
power  to  the  trolley,  safely  brake 
the  trains  on  descending  grades. 
And  their  capabilities  are  not  im- 
paired by  excessively  cold  weather 


when  the  steam  engine  is  frozen 
and  helpless. 

Electricity  is  the  power  which 
drives  the  trains  of  New  York  City's 
subway  and  elevated  systems.  It 
operates  the  locks  and  tows  the 
ships  through  the  Panama  Canal. 
It  propels  the  Navy's  latest  super- 
dreadnaught,  the  New  Mexico. 
Electric  mine  locomotives  have  re- 
placed the  slow-moving  mule  and 
the  electric  automobile  has  also 
come  to  do  an  important  service. 

Electricity  has  become  the  uni- 
versal motive  power.  It  has  con- 
tributed efficiency  and  comfort  to 
every  form  of  transportation  ser- 
vice and  in  this  evolution  General 
Electric  apparatus  has  played  a 
large  part— from  mighty  electric 
locomotives  to  the  tiny  lamp  for 
the  automobile. 


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Generator  room  of  one  of  the 
hydro-electric  plants  which  sup- 
ply power  to  the  C.  M.  &  St.  P. 


The  Power  of  Electricity 
in  Transportation 


Sotne'Advantages  of 
Railroad  Electrification 

Saving  the  Nation's  coal. 

Lower  maintenance  costs. 

Greater  reliability  and  fewer 
delays. 

Ability  to  haul  smoothly 
heavier  trains  at  higher 
speed. 

Operation  of  electric  locomo* 
lives  unaffected  by  extreme 
cold. 

Ability  to  brake  trains  on 
descending  grades  by  re- 
turning power  to  the  trolley. 


ELECTRICITY  has  leveled  out 
the  Continental  Divide.  The 
steam  locomotive,  marvelous  as  it 
is  after  a  century  of  development, 
cannot  meet  all  of  the  present  de- 
mands for  transportation  facilities. 
Its  electric  rival  has  proved  to  be 
far  superior. 

On  the  mountain  divisions  of  the 
Chicago,  Milwaukee  &  St.Paul  Rail- 
way— the  world's  greatest  electrifi- 
cation—  giant  electric  locomotives 
today  lift  an  ever  increasing  freight 
tonnage  over  the  mile-high  Rockies 
and  also  make  traveling  clean  and 
comfortable.  Theyutilize  the  abun- 
dant energy  of  distant  waterfalls 
and  then,  by  returning  some  of  this 
power  to  the  trolley,  safely  brake 
the  trains  on  descending  grades. 
And  their  capabilities  are  not  im- 
paired by  excessively  cold  weather 


when  the  steam  engine  is  frozen 
and  helpless. 

Electricity  is  the  power  which 
drives  the  trains  of  New  York  City's 
subway  and  elevated  systems.  It 
operates  the  locks  and  tows  the 
ships  through  the  Panama  Canal. 
It  propels  the  Navy's  latest  super- 
dreadnaught,  the  New  Mexico. 
Electric  mine  locomotives  have  re- 
placed the  slow-moving  mule  and 
the  electric  automobile  has  also 
come  to  do  an  important  service. 

Electricity  has  become  the  uni- 
versal motive  power.  It  has  con- 
tributed efficiency  and  comfort  to 
every  form  of  transportation  ser- 
vice and  in  this  evolution  General 
Electric  apparatus  has  played  a 
large  part— from  mighty  electric 
locomotives  to  the  tiny  lamp  for 
the  automobile. 


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Contents 

TO   ERIN    (Poem) 3 

Harold  J.  Wiegand 


V 


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VCtit  "^illanoban 


Vol.  IV. 


APRIL  1920 


No.  4 


To  E 


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Proud  isle  of  Erin!    Wake  thy  mournful  lyre, 
Sweep  thy  hand  across  those  drooping  strings 
That  know  so  well  the  grief  that  slavry  brings, 
Thrill  them  with  that  burning,  lyric  fire, 
That  fierce  resolve,  that  passionate  desire 
That  lifts  the  peasants  far  above  their  kings. 
That  love  of  freedom  and  of  unchained  things 
Bequeathed  to  bleeding  son  by  bleeding  sire! 

Forget  thy  funeral  dirges  ever  more. 

Take  up  the  joyous  paeans  of  victory, 

Sing  of  war  triumphant, — happy  war 

That,  though  she  make  thee  bleed,  shall  make  thee 

free! 
Remember  all  thy  martyrs  and  their  pains! 
Proud  Erin,  live!    Thou  canst  not  live  in  chains'. 

Harold  J.  Wiegand. 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


In  Full  Dress 


By  J.  H.  Tyrrell 


IN  AN  alcove  of  the  lobby  of  a  New  York 
hotel,  two  men  sat  watching  the  gay  crowd 
that  moved  about  unconcernedly.  It  was 
a  sultry,  muggy  afternoon,  and  many  remained 
seated  around  the  lobby,  reading,  smoking, 
and  talking  about  the  latest  happenings  in  the 
news  of  the  day,  doing  anything  to  while  the 
afternoon  away. 

These  two  men  were  detectives,  and  it  was 
their  duty  to  loiter  around  hotel  lobbies  in 
quest  of  clues  which  answered  in  any  way  the 
descriptions  which  ^they  had  in  their  note- 
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The  younger  and  taller,  who  was  doing 
most  of  the  talking,  was  apparently  the  "boss". 
He  was  an  Apollo-like  man,  whose  name  was 
in  the  papers  only  a  few  years  before  as  a 
gridiron  star.  His  light  brown  hair  was  brushed 
pompadour,  and  his  clean-shaven  face  added 
to  his  attractive  appearance;  but  in  his  eye 
was  that  cool  determined  sparkle,  arid  his 
easy  steady  manners  were  made  even  more 
pronounced  by  his  straight  and  heavy  eye- 
brows. 

The  other,  who  was  listening  intently,  was 
a  thick-set  man  with  a  large  pointed  jaw.  His 
two  front  teeth  crossed  each  other  a  little, 
which,  added  to  a  few  wrinkleS;  gave  him  a 
cross  rat-like  expression.  By  his  facial  expres- 
sion you  could  almost  read  that  he  was  no 
quitter  and  that  any  case  he  might  be  on 
would  be  fought  to  the  end. 

As  they  were  sitting  there,  a  small,  light- 
built  man,  carrying  a  suitcase,  came  hurrying 
out.  His  face  looked  troubled,  as  though 
he  had  done  something  and  was  trying  to  get 
away  unnoticed. 

The  detectives  were  on  their  feet  in  a  minute 
and,  making  their  way  out  through  the  exit, 
ran  through  the  alley  and  reached  the  street 
just  as  the  man  was  saying,  "Chauffeur,  Chauf- 
feur, to  the  Grand  Central!    Hurry!    Hurry!" 

They  now  thought  that  something  must  have 


happened  and  that  it  was  their  duty  to  follow 
this   mysterious   person.      So   jumping    into   a       ; 
waiting     taxi,     they    ordered     the    cabby     to    '- 
follow    the   other.       As     the     taxis     sped   on, 
one   whistling   after    the   other,    bearing    their      ; 
mysterious  riders,  the  detectives  decided  that    . 
the  "boss"  should  track  the  man.    The  other 
was  to  go  back  to  the  hotel  and,  if  anything      ; 
was  wrong,  to  get  some  clues  that  would  aid 
them  in  the  case,  if  there  happened  to  be  one.     : 

As  the  taxis  drew  up  at    the  Grand  Central,    ^ 
the    detective,    jumping    out,    found    his   man     v 
?ind,   keeping  somewhat  in   the  rear,   followed 
him  to  the  ticket  office. 

Seeing    the    man    buy    a    ticket   and    hurry 
off,    he   ran    up   and   demanded   of   the   clerk,      ■ 
"Where  has  that  man  bought  a  ticket  for?" 
"Bellows  Falls,  Vermont,"  returned  the  clerk. 

"Give  me  the  same,  and  please  hurry." 

Receiving  the  ticket  he  hastened  after  his 
quarry  and  just  was  inside  the  gate  as  it  was       ^ 

about  to  close..v-V..;;V-^-^'-:;:::;'^-':V -■■■■■::  ■■■,■,.'■  ^ ;;/■.,■■;::. ■■ 

The  mysterious  person  boarded  a  Canadian-       y 
bound   train,  and   took  a  seat  about  midway      v 
in  one  of  the  cars.    Swinging  aboard,  the  detec- 
tive  dropped   in   a   rear   seat   from   which   he 
commanded  a  view  of  the  man. 

Nothing  of  importance  happened  on  the  ride 
except  that  the  man  fidgeted  about  uneasily; 
and  once,  if  the  detective  had  not  been  quick 
enough  in  dropping  behind  the  seat  on  the 
pretense  of  tying  his  shoe  string  he  would 
have  been  seen,  for  the  man  turned  around 
to  see  who  was  in  the  car. 

Arriving  at  Bellows  Falls  late  that  night, 
the  detective  waited  until  the  man  alighted, 
and,  seeing  him  board  a  car,  did  the  same 
and  managed  to  get  a  few  seats  behind  him.  *^ 

The  man  made  signs  of  getting  off.  The 
detective  therefore  slid  off  under  the  rail 
and  hid  under  the  shadow  of  a  large  tree. 

Fearing  that  if  he  should  follow  further, 
the   man   would    get   suspicious   and   seeing   a 


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boy  standing  by  the  gate  of  a  low  farmhouse 
he  walked  over  and  asked,  "Say,  son,  do  you 
know   that   man   who   just   passed   down    the 

road?" 

"I  might  have,"  responded  the  boy,  "but 
the  night  is  so  dark  I  couldn't  get  a  glimpse 
of  his  face.", f'''-^  'f' ■'  "rC 

"Well,  do  you  want  to  earn  a  quarter  by 
finding  out  where  he  lives?" 

"Leave  it  to  me  to  find  out  where  he  lives. 
I'd  do  anything  for  a  quarter,"  returned  the 
boy,  gleefully. 

So  after  receiving  a  few  instructions  of  what 
he  should  do,  the  boy  set  ofT  down  the  road 
to  find  out  what  he  could. 

It  was  a  nervous  half-hour  that  the  detective 
spent  waiting  for  the  boy's  return,  and  many 
times  he  wanted  to  go  down  the  road  to  see 
if  anything  had  happened. 

Finally,  the  boy  came  back  running  and 
all  out  of  breath, 

"V^ell,  son,  what  did  you  find  out?"  asked 
the  detective,  rather  impatiently. 

"He — lives^in— the— first— house — about-^ 
half — a — mile  down  the  road,"  gasped  the  boy 
between  breaths. 

"Is  that  all?" 

"No,  I  stole  up  along  the  side  of  the  bay 
window  and  heard  him  say,  'I  am  tired;  I've 
just  returned  from  New  York  and  I  don't 
want  you  to  let  any  stranger  in  here  unless 
I  tell  you  to.'  Then  a  woman's  voice  said, 
'All  right,'  and  she  went  to  get  him  something 
to  eat. ' ' , :,  .  / 1;.;  :rw\    :-.■ ;;,  „. :  ^:, :     ■■:■■: .  .;, .;  :■;;  ;- , 

When  the  detective  heard  this  news  he  told 
the  boy  to  keep  mum,  gave  him  half  a  dollar 
as  a  further  assurance  that  he  should  do  so, 
and  then  left  on  the  next  car  for  the  city. 

Upon  reaching  the  telegraph  ollfice,  he  sent 
a  telegram  to  the  other  detective  in  New  York 
which  read  as  follows: 

"Come  tomorrow  morning ;  bring  five  trusties, 
Bellows  Falls,  Vt." 

-  ,    - .  :-.'\''-..'  Tom. 

Tired  after  the  day's  work,  he  found  a  room 
in  the  lone  hotel  and  turned  in  for  the  night. 

The  next  morning  he  rose  about  seven  o'clock 
and,  after  eating  breakfast,  went  to  the  depot, 
where  he  learned  that  the  first  train  from  New 


York  was  not  due  until  noon.  Not  wishing  to 
waste  the  morning  he  set  out  on  the  same 
route  over  which  he  had  gone  the  previous 
evening. 

He  had  walked  along  for  perhaps  about 
fifteen  minutes  when  some  one  crossing  over 
from  the  opposite  side  of  the  street  cried  out 
in  surprise,  "Why  hello,  Tom  Hawley!" 

Turning  around  quickly,  for  he  did  not  expect 
to  find  anyone  in  this  part  of  the  country 
whom  he  knew,  he  beheld  a  woman  about  his 
own  height,  wearing  a  white  shawl  and  carrying 
a  market  basket. 

"Well,  if  it  isn't  Nell  Cashing!"  exclaimed 
the  detective.  -':/'\':::/'''^'^''-: ':■■':■'■'■-'''■. 

For  the  benefit  of  the  reader,  we  shall  give 
a  short  account  of  the  relations  between  Tom 
and  Nell.  ;v-/y  :,:;:.■:■■;.:,■.:;::  :;v::V;:;;^ 

Nell  had  been  the  belle  of  the  little  town 
where  they  had  lived  as  children,  and  naturally 
had  had  many  admirers.  But  among  the 
many  Tom  had  been  the  favorite.  As  the  years 
passed  by,  Dan  Rogers,  a  son  of  wealth,  had 
begun  to  press  his  attentions,  and  Nell,  like 
every  other  wily  girl,  had  listened  to  his  flatter- 
ing remarks.  Tom  had  not  liked  the  idea  of 
being  "cut  out",  and  he  and  Nell  had  quarreled. 
Shortly  afterwards  Tom's  parents  had  moved 
away,  and  that  was  the  last  they  had  seen  of 
each  other  until  the  present  meeting.  It  is  no 
wonder  that  the  old  friendly  light  should  jump 
into  his  eyes  when  he  recognized  Nell. 

"Yes,  Tom,  that's  who  I  am;  but  I  have 
changed  my  name  since  you  saw  me  last." 

"Well,  that's  news;  but  aren't  you  living 
pretty  far  from  the  old  home?" 

"Yes,  I  am,  Tom;   but  it's — it's  a  sad  story." 

"May  I  hear  it  Nell,  if  it's  not  too  sad?'* 
asked  Tom,  sympathetically. 

"You  see  it  is  this  way,"  Nell  began,  trying 
to  keep  down  the  choking  which  was  in  her 
throat  and  to  stifle  a  sob.  "I  married  Dan 
Rogers  just  before  his  father  died,  and  then 
Dan  took  over  the  wholesale  concern.  But 
Dan  did  not  have  the  business  ability  of  his 
father  and  took  in  partnership  an  artlul  swindler. 
Soon  the  business  went  bankrupt  and  the 
swindler  escaped  with  $60,000  worth  of  securi- 
ties. This  blow  was  the  downfall  of  Dan's 
health ;     and    the   doctor   ordered    him   to   the 


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country,  where  the  work  on  the  farm  would  paper,  Tom  put  it  in  his  pocket  and  took  his 

take  his  mind  from  thinking  of  the  loss.    He  leave  with  the  excuse  that  he  had  to  make  a 

bought  an  apple-farm,  the  finest  in  this  part  few  purchases  before  coming  to  spend  the  two 

of  the  state;    but  the  work  was  not  enough  weeks,^^^^^  ^^:  ^^^^^^^^^^?^^  ^^^^;^^/^^^  .  ;   ■  ^ 

for  Dan's  mind  and  he  grew  worse  until  he  He  found  his  way  back  to  the  city  and  reached 

finally  died.     Now   I   am   alone   on   the  farm  the  station  just  as  the  New  York  tram  was 

with  his  cousin."  pulling  in.    Seeing  his  men  jump  off  he  called 

Tom  was    v^isibly  moved  by  the   tone  and  out  to  the  other  detective,  "Hello,  Joe,"  for 

sincerity  of  Nell's  voice.  his  name  was  Joe  Fuller. 

"That  is  too  bad,  Nell,  but  I  hope  you  are  Joe's  attention  attracted,  he  made  for  Tom, 

getting  along  all  right  now.''^^^^'^^^^^^^^^^^^:^^^^v^i^;:  via       all  seven  proceeded  to  the  hotel.     Arriv- 

"Yesj  I  am,  but  say  Tom,  won't  you  come  ing  at  Tom's  room,  they  found  seats  around 

out    and    spend    a   few   weeks   picking   apples  the  table  to  hear  the  story.     After  Tom  had 

with  us  if  you  can  spare  the  time?"  related  the  story  which  is  known  to  us,  Joe 

Thinking   that  this  was  a   good   chance   to  told  his.                                                               . 

avoid  the  suspicion  that  he  was  a  detective,  "Well,"  commenced  Joe,  "when  I  returned 

Tom  quickly  accepted  the  invitation,  replying,  to  the  hotel  everything  was  in  a  state  of  con- 

"Why,   yes,  I'll  go  out  and  pick  apples  with  fusion,  and  I  learned  that  some  one  had  been 

you.    It  will  be  just  fun.'l                 ;  -  :s  ;  >^^  Making  my  way  upstairs,  I  found 

So  away  they  went  down  the  road  the  boy  the  small  room  crowded  with  people.    I  cleared 

had  traveled  over  and  into  the  first  farmhouse  the  room  of  all  except  the  clerk.     I   looked 

on  the  left.  and  there  in  front  of  me  lay  a  man  with  his 

He  did  not  know  how  to  take  this  surprise  hands  and  feet  bound  and  a  gag  over  his  mouth. 

and    conducted    himself    as   well    as    possible.  Untying  him  I  saw  that  he  was  dead  and  began 

Also    he  knew  that  the  man  he  tracked  from  a  further  inspection  of  the  room.     I  picked  up 

New  York  was  the  cousin;    but  what  had  the  a  bottle  containing  strong  liquor  and  gave  it 

cousin  done  now  filled  his  mind.  to  the  clerk  to  have  it  analyzed.    Then  I  found 

Pretty  soon  the  very  man  himself  came  out,  some  scraps  of  paper  from  which  I  got  a  few 

stopped   short  at  the  sight  of  Tom,   and  his  finger  prints  and  I  ordered  the  clerk  to  call  a 

cheeks  turned  pale,  and  even  his  eyes  showed  medical   examiner.      By   the   time    the   doctor 

guilt.  had    arrived,    the    bottle    had    been    returned. 

Nell  noticed  him  and  tried  to  pass  it  over  On  it  was  printed   'deadly  poison'.     The  doctor 

by  introducing  them.  pronounced  the  man  dead  and  going  through 

"Oh,  Ed,  I  want  you  to  meet  Tom  Hawley,  his  pockets  for  identifications  found   a   name 

an  old  friend'  of  Dan's  and  mine;    he  is  going  card  with  'Philip  Brock'  on  it.    After  leaving 

to    spend    two   weeks   picking    apples;     won't  the  hotel  I  reported  to  headquarters  and  about 

it  be  fine?     We  were  just  figuring  on  getting  midnight    received    your    telegram.      I    picked 

an  extra  man  for  a  week,  too."  up  the  five  men  and  early  this  morning  boarded 

Tom  shook  hands  with   him  and   tried  not  the  first  train  for  Bellows  Falls.    So  here  we  are 

to  let  him  know  that  he  was  aware  of  what  ready  to  do  a  good  job." 

was  bothering  him.    The  cousin  regarded  Tom  "Yes,  I  guess  so,  Joe,  but  you  see  there  is  a 

coldly  and  mumbled  a  few  'incoherent  words,  woman  in  the  case.    So  we  have  to  work  around 

Tom  did  not  wish  the  man  to  be  at  enmity  that  opposition.    If  we  can  snare  this  man  out 

toward   him   so  soon,  so  he  handed   himi  the  of  his  den,  then  we  shall  be  all  right." 

morning  newspaper  to  read  as  a  sort  of  a  peace-  "We  can  do  that,  Tom,  all  right,   I  guess; 

offering.                                              ,  only  have  you  thought  of  how  we  might  do  it?" 

Nell    then    showed    Tom    around    the   farm,  "  I  have  not  given  it  very  much  consideration, 

not   knowing    that   he   was   doing   some    very  but  I  think  we  can  try  the  Chief's  old  methods 

minute   observing.     They   came   back   to   the  again.    They  haven't  failed  us  yet." 

house  in  about  half  an  hour.    Seeing  the  same  "That's  right,  Tom,  and   I   guess  we   have 


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worked  long  enough  with  each  other  to  know 
when  one  is  going  to  pull  off  those  grand  old 
tricks  the  Chief  taught  us."  >    ,, 

"I  guess  that  is  all  I  can  do  now,  Joe;  only- 
get  the  men  working  as  soon  as  possible,  and 
if  nothing  happens  in  a  few  days  we  will  try 
some  other  form  of  strategy.  v\"ell,  so-long, 
Joe!  I'll  see  you  here  at  10  o'clock  tomorrow 
morning."'''-- '■:•■  ^'^ 

He  returned  to  the  farmhouse  about  the 
middle  of  the  afternoon  and  helped  them  pick 
and  prepare  the  apples  for  the  market. 

At  the  supper  table  Tom  and  Nell  had  a  heart 
to  heart  talk  about  the  days  they  spent  together 
in  the  old  home  town ;  but  Ed  seemed  always 
in  deep  thought  and  said  nothing. 

The  supper  over  and  the  dishes  cleared 
away,  Tom  suggested  that  they  go  ottt  on  the 
front  porch  and  enjoy  the  cool  air.  Under- 
lying this  suggestion  was  the  object  of  watching 
Ed's  movements,  ■  as  he  was  smoking  in  the 
hammock  on  the  front  lawn.  Another  heart 
to  heart  talk  ensued  and  gradually  the  old 
fee'ing  of  friendship  which  had  begun  away 
back   in   their  childhood    days    gradually  took 

iorm-:agsdn.  ■  S-::i--'''''''':;:''V^''-'^^  ■  ■^.■'^■' '■::■■  :'/":■  ■"■^-' 

.  At  nine  o'clock  JEd  went  to  bed.  About 
twenty  minutes  later  Tom  went,  for  it  was 
nearing  the  time  when  the  other  detectives 
were  accustomed  to  do  their  principal  work 
of  the  night. 

Just  as  the  clock  struck  ten,  the  crying  of  a 
dog  could  be  heard  off  in  the  lots;  and  little 
did  Ed  know  that  that  was  part  of  the  scheme 
to  get  him  away  from  the  house.  This  kept 
up  for  about  an  hour,  and  it  must  have  had 
some  effect  on  Ed,  for  he  took  turns  getting  up, 
jumping  back  in  bed,  and  rolling,  until  from 
near  exhaustion  he  dropped  off  to  sleep.  Then 
the  barking  ceased  as  suddenly  as  it  had  begun, 
for  the  dog  which  they  used  was  tearing  the 
meat  unmercifully  between  its  jaws,  for  the 
first  meal  in  two  weeks. 

Somehow  or  other  that  night  Tom  could 
not  go  to  sleep;  he  did  not  know  why.  He 
fidgeted  around,  went  from  one  end  of  his  bed 
to  the  other,  turned  his  pillow  over,  counted 
from  one  to  a  hundred  about  ten  times,  and 
did  everything  to  fall  asleep.  About  midnight 
he  woke  up  and,  like  a  bolt  out  of  a  clear  sky. 


a  new  situation  confronted  him.  It  concerned 
Nell.  He  thought  of  the  situation  when  Ed 
would  be  arrested  and  his  testimony  would 
convict  him.  He  thought  of  what  Nell  would 
do  after  Ed  was  sentenced  and  who  would 
care  for  her  and,  above  all,  that  he  her  lifelong 
friend  was  doing  it.  In  his  heart  there  was  the 
desire  to  drop  the  case  and,  pulling  the  other 
way  there  was  an  equal  desire  to  finish  the  case. 
He  finally  fell  asleep  with  the  thought  of  talk- 
ing it  over  with  Joe  in  the  morning. 

The  next  morning  Tom,  awaking  about 
seven  o'clock  and  hearing  voices  in  the  kitchen 
below,  crept  softly  out  of  bed  and  put  his 
ear  to  the  register. 

Someone  with  a  drawling  voice,  which  he 
recognized  as  Ed's,  was  saying,  "Nell,  didn't 
I  tell  you  not  to  leave  anyone  in  this  house 
unless  I  told  you  to?''  :■  ::y::::  ^■::.:':;::-f. ].::■:;:,;■■■;  v  ;  ^ 
"Why,  Ed,  I  didn't  think  you  meant  that. 
I  thought  because  you  were  tired  you  did  not 
want  to  be  disturbed.  Besides,  Tom  is  no 
stranger;  he  is  an  old  family  friend." 

"Yes,  but  it's  pretty  d — d  funny  that  he 
turned  up  here  just  when  I  returned  from 
New  York.  Nell,  I  want  you  to  get  him  out  of 
here;  do  you  understand?"  thundered  Ed, 
enraged,  bringing  his  fist  down  on  the  table. 

"Ed,  what  is  getting  into  you?  You  know 
I  can  not  put  Tom  out  after  inviting  him.  here; 
and  tell  me,  Ed,  what  have  you  done  in  New 
York  that  he  should  want  to  follow  you?" 
asked  Nell,  who  now  had  reason  to  be  scared- 

"Never  m,ind  what  I  have  done  in  New  York. 
You  just  get  him  away  from,  here,"  and  then 
he  was  gone,  slamming  the  door  after  him.. 

An  hour  later  Tom.  cam.e  down  to  breakfast, 
expecting  to  be  asked  to  get  out.  But  Nell, 
too,  had  thought  of  the  days  long  past  they 
had  spent  together,  so  she  could  not  bear  the 
thought  of  asking  him.  to  cut  short  his  stay. 
He  asked  her  a  few  questions,  but  finding  her 
nervous  and  unwilling  to  talk  and,  not  wishing 
to  be  asked  questions  about  him.self,  he  ate  his 
breakfast  hurriedly  and  left  for  town. 

Arriving  there  he  found  Joe  in  his  room..  Joe, 
noticing  that  Tom  was  inclined  to  be  a  little 
indisposed,  asked,  "What  is  the  m.atter,  Tom? 
Anything  gone  wrong?" 

"Everything,    Joe,    everything!      This    is    a 


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bigger  case  than.  I  took  it  to  be.    I  am  thinking 
of  dropping  this  case,  that's  all,"  replied  Tom, 

half-heartedly,.  :iZ:ii-^:'-''':-J''\'''^:s/-^ 

"Sit  down,  Tom,  explain  yourself.  This 
seems  to  be  a  pretty  tale  for  a  detective  of 
your  caliber  to  be  springing,"  retorted  Joe, 
pushing  a  chair  toward  Tom. 

"Yes,  Joe,  it  does,  but  that  woman, — Lord, 
Joe,  we  simply  can  not  go  on  with  that  woman 
in  the  way.  -  ;^:-'':vj.-'^-::;;;'-^^':  :'^----:'^:' :/,;■■' /■^■v;:-^:  ;;:■;;' ^-v''/.;';':,; 

"It  is  this  way,  Joe.  Back  in  the  old  town 
we  were  pretty  affectionate  toward  each  other; 
then  a  rich  man's  son  forced  himself  in.  Instead 
of  sticking  like  a  m.an,  I  quarreled  with  her  and 
then  we  busted  up.  When  we  met  again,  Joe, 
the  very  sight  of  her  made  m.e  feel  as  though 
I  were  back  in  that  little  town;  and  I'll  bet 
my  last  nickel  she  felt  the  same,  too.  Joe, 
that  look  this  morning  was  enough  to  m.ake 
any  man  compassionate.  Don't  you  see  that 
this  m.an  is  her  only  support,  and  we  cannot 
deprive  her  of  that?" 

"Listen  to  m.e,  Tom;  if  you  were  not  good 
enough  for  her  then,  you  certainly  are  not  now. 
As  for  that  silly  idea  that  you  feel  like  when 
you  used  to  go  down  the  road  jumping  rope 
together — why  it's  all  rot.  It  is  a  lot  of  soft 
stuff  like  these  kid-gloved  artists  go  around 
handing  to  every  new  girl  they  m.eet,  'Oh, 
dearie,  those  imm.aculate  hands  of  yours  drive 
m.e  crazy  when  I  touch  them!'  Come  on,  Tom, 
snap  out  of  it;  come  back  to  life.  Look  here, 
we  have  a  good  case  on  our  hands  if  we  stick 
to  it.  What  will  our  pals  say  when  they  read 
in  the  big  headlines  of  the  newspapers,  'Mysteri- 
ous murder  solved  by  Detective  Tom.  Hawley.' 
Why,  it  will  be  the  beginning  of  our  career; 
and  you  just  bet  we  will  get  som.ething  else 
to  do  besides  hanging  around  hotel  lobbies. 
Stick  it  out,  old  m.an,  everything  will  com.e  out 
all  right  in  the  end." 

Joe's  words  had  made  a  deep  im.pression  on 
Tom.,  for  he  sat  silently  thinking  for  two  minutes 
— thinking  if  his  was  really  true  love,  thinking 
of  the  farr.e  the  case  would  bring.  He  even 
pictured  in  his  m.ind  the  large  headlines;  then 
at  a  m.om.ent  when  the  desire  for  finishing  the 
case  was  the  greatest,  he  stood  up  and  an- 
swered slowly:  "Yes,  Joe,  I  will  see  it  finished." 
Then    continuing   with   a   far-reaching   look    in 


his  eyes,  "If  this  m.an  is  sentenced,  then,— 
then  I'll  remain  out  here  and  work  on  the  farm 
as  no  slave  ever  worked  for  his  m.aster,  even 
though  she  may  ignore  me  entirely.'V  ;  s     ■•  :■ 

"That's  the  talk,"  exclaim.ed  Joe,  joyous 
over  the  prospects  of  getting  in  on  a  really  big 
case.  "  I  knew  3^ou  would  com.e  around.  Don't 
fear;  everything  will  come  around  all  right. 
Now  let  us  get  back  to  the  case  itself. 

"Here  are  some  finger-prints  which  I  took 
from  a  newspaper,  he  had  in  his  hand,  and 
they  are  the  exact  likeness  of  those  taken  from 
the  scraps  of  paper.  That  shows  us  that  we 
are  absolutely  sure  that  he  comm.itted  the 
murder.  Now,  tell  me  how  things  came  along 
last  night.    All  right,  did  they?" 

"Nothing  of  im.portance  happened,  Joe," 
replied  Tom,,  som.ewhat  aroused  from  his  moodi- 
ness, "only  that  he  acted  pretty  nervous,  and 
the  ciying  of  the  dog  alm.ost  drove  him  crazy. 
Another  thing,  too,  Joe, — we  have  to  work 
quickly,  for  I  may  be  asked  to  get  out  any 
tim.e.  I  would  also  suggest  that  you  work  the 
dog  again  tonight  and,  always  keep  the  trusties 
on  the  job." 

"Oh,  yes,  Joe,"  recalled  Tom.,  thinking  of 
the  m.orning,  "I  just  happened  to  think  of 
something  we  might  do." 

"Out  with  it,  Tom.;  m.y  ears  are  fairly  burn- 
ing for  som.e thing  to  make  this  case  dead  sure." 
"I  think  that  this  fellow  will  try  to  get  som.e 
knowledge  of  who  I  am,  so  tell  me  what  you 
think  of  this  idea.  The  only  way  he  can  get 
anything  on  us  is  by  overhearing  what  we  say. 
He  cannot  do  it  here.  So  suppose  we  get  the 
use  of  the  rear  room  of  the  corner  billiard  parlor. 
He  can  overhear  us  easily  enough  there;  for 
anything  we  deem  too  soft  to  be  heard  we  can 
speak  louder.  If  he  hears  that  we  are  after  him., 
he  will  try  to  escape.  He  will  be  really  falling 
into  our  hands,  and  he  cannot  get  very  far, 
for  the  trusties  will  be  always  on  him." 

"That  is  a  fine  idea,  Tom.  W''e  will  let  him 
hear  what  we  have  to  say;  and  when  he  thinks 
he  has  our  dope,  he'll  try  to  escape.  That  will 
be  his  only  safe  course,  and  then  we  can  get  him.. 
V^e  can  get  him.  easier  now  if  this  works  out." 

Tom.  gave  a  few  more  warning  remarks 
and  then  left. 

That  afternoon  he  helped  them  pick  apples, 


THE  VILLANOVAN  ,                      9 

'                                                                                                   '                                 '  ,                                                                                                                                                                    ^ 

but   Ed   picked  from  a   distant   tree  unaware  with  all  sorts  of  high  thoughts.     He  warned 

that  searching  e>es  and  powerful  glasses  from  Joe  to  have  the  trusties  keep  a  closer  watch 

the    surrounding    hills    watched    him.      \\'hen  for  he  expected  an  attempted  escape  almost 

evening    came    Ed    was    even    m.ore    nervous,  any  time  now.     After  a  few  m.ore  low  under- 

always  in  a  state  of  m.elanchoIia  and  regarding  tone  remarks,  the  detectives  departed. 

Tom  with  distrust.^^^:^^;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  ■  i  :  A  few  minutes  later  Jimmie  was  in  the  park 

Exactly  at  the  sam.e  hour  as  the  previous  seeking    Ed.      Making    sure    that    no    trusties 

night,    the    dog   began    to    cry.      Im.m.ediately  were  within  hearing  distance,  he  told  Ed  that 

the  m.an  began  to  perform.,  and  even  opened  if  he  wanted  to  save  his  neck  he  ought  to  m.ake 

the  window  to  see  if  he  could  see  the  dog  or  his   get-away   quickly   in   some   disguise.       Ed 

where   the  noise  came  from..     To  add   to   his  took  the  tip,  and  pressing  a  bill  into  Jimmie's 

discom.fi.ture  Tom.,  who  slept  in  the  next  room.,  hands  hurried  home. 

purposely    dropped    his    shoe;     and    the    m,an  Tom.  arrived  home  half  an  hour  after  Ed, 

gave  one  jum.p  into  bed  as  quickly  as  possible,  and  was  about  to  go  to  his  room,  when  he  heard 

as  though  he  were  trying  to  hide  from  ghosts.  loud  voices  in  the  kitchen.     ■; 

The  next  m.orning  Tom.  rose  early  and  after  "Good  Lord,  Nell,  I  told  you  that  this  m.an 

eating    breakfast    continued    helping    Nell    to  followed  me  from.  New  York.     He  is  a  detec- 

pick   apples.     Their   friendly   talks   continued,  tive  and  is  in  a  plot  to  drive  m.e  out  of  here 

But  Tom.,  alm.ost  hypnotized  by  Joe's  words,  so  they  can  arrest  me.    Why,  when  I  went  to 

regarded  he:r  with  caution;    while  she  looked  town,  four  or  five  m.en  followed  me  back  and 

upon  Tom,  as  though  she  would  like  to  ask  a  forth.     I  have  to  get  away  from,  here  today, 

few  questions,  but  could  not  bring  herself  up  Now,  how  am  I  going  to  do  it?" 

to  do  it.  "Ed,  what  have  you  done  that  he  wants  to 

Ed  was  not  inclined  to  work  that  m.orning,  arrest  you?    If  you  would  only  tell  me,  maybe 

so  he  followed  Tom.  to  the  city.    Whi'e  on  his  I  can  help  you.     Even  if  you  have,  Tom.  is 

way   Ed   met  Jim.m.ie   Russell,    known   to   the  not  the  man  to  spy  on  you,  and  if  anything 

town  as   the  slyest  and  .sneakiest  man  about,  dees  go  wrong,  I  think  I  can  prevail  upon  him 

Ed  prevailed  upon  him    to  follow  Tom.,  and  if  to  help  you,  for  he  knows  you  are  m.y  only  help." 

he   heard   or   saw   anything   that   he,   Jim.m.ie,  When  Tom.  overheard  this  rem.ark,  his  head 

should  m.eet  him.  in  the  park.     Jim,m.ie  needed  dropped  in  sham.e. 

no  instructions,  for  he  had  his  own  rules  and  "It  is  as  clear  as  day,  Nell.     Why,  Jim.mie 

m.axim,s  about   that  trade.     He  followed,  and  Russell   followed  him.  and  heard  what  he  had 

seeing  Tom.  enter  the  billiard  parlor,   hurried  to  say,  and  then  told  m.e  later  in  the  park." 

to  the  other  side,  and,  stooping  so  that  he  could  "Ed,   how  can   you  believe  Jim.m.ie;    every- 

see  under  the  small  doors,  noticed  that  Totn.  one  knows  that  he  has  never  told   the  truth 

entered    the    back    room..      Jim.mie    promptly  in  his  life.    So  now  don't  get  worked  up  about 

entered  and  seeing  the  proprietor's  back  turned,  it  and  do  anything  rash." 

hurried  across  the  floor  and  hid  between  the  "I  am.  sorry,  Nell,  you  cannot  believe  m.e, 
double  set  of  heavy  curtains.  From,  here  he  but  I  cannot  afford  to  take  any  chances.  I 
could  hear  everything  that  was  spoken  fairly  have  to  do  som.ething.  Get  m.e  that  full- 
loud,  dress  suit   that   I    have   not  worn   since  your 

While   Tom.   was   telling  Joe   of   the   night's  wedding,   and    I    will    disguise    myself    as    Dr. 

work,  he  stopped  short  and  winked.     He  had  Harper.     He   passes   here   every   afternoon   at 

heard    two    billiard    balls    in    quick   succession  four  o'clock.    I  will  leave  here  about  a  quarter 

fall   on    the   floor.     That  was   the   tip  by   the  to   four;     no    one   will     know    the   difference, 

trusty   that    the  enem.y  was   near.     When   he  and  I  shall  .nake  m.y  escape  to  Ganada.    Then, — • 

spoke  of  Nell  he  alm.ost  whispered,  but  when  then,  Nell,  when  everything  has  blown  over, 

of  Ed,  he  spoke  loud.     And  it  could  be  easily  I'll  com.e  back.    Hurry,  Nell,  please." 

seen  that  he  was  becoming  colder  in  his  deter-  Tom,    hearing    this   startling   news,    decided 

mination  to  finish  the  case,  for  he  was  drunk  upon  imm.ediate  action,  and  so  left  for  the  city. 


10 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


Twenty  minutes  later  he  burst  into  Joe's 
room  all  out  of  breath.  "Joe,  our  chance  has 
come;  we  can  catch  him  red-handed  in  his 
attempt  to  escape,  disguised  as  a  doctor,  wear- 
ing a  full  dress  suit  and  silk  hat.  So  that  you 
won't  make  a  mistake,  get  the  first  one  dressed 
that  way  who  comes  along.  If  we  get  him, 
we  shall  have  som.ething  to  back  up  our  case 
in  court.  So  we  must  not  let  this  chance  slip. 
Go  down  to  police  headquarters  and  get  those 
men,  and  then  go  out  to  the  cross-roads  in  an 
auto.  Get  there  about  half -past  three  and  con- 
ceal yourselves  in  the  bushes,  so  that  you  can 
see  when  he  comes  along.  I  think  it  is  safe 
enough  to  recall  the  trusties." 

"All  right,  Tom!  I  hope  we  succeed,  but 
won't  you  stay  and  see  the  fun?"  v*  !     ' 

"No,  Joe,  she  has  not  convicted  m.e  yet; 
so  it  would  be  better  if  I  remained  away." 

"It  is  three  o'clock  now,  Tom,  so  com.e  On 
and  ride  out  there  with  us  anyway." 

At  the  station  they  m.ade  known  their  busi- 
ness to  the  officer  at  the  desk,  who  was  so  sur- 
prised to  hear  the  news  that  he  gave  them,  the 
use  of  his  three  best  m.en.  AH  five  bundled 
into  the  auto,  and  the  policemen  hid  their 
helm.ets  so  as  not  to  attract  too  m.uch  attention. 

When  they  arrived  at  the  cross-roads,  Tom 
showed  them  where  to  hide  the  auto  as  well 
as  to  conceal  them.selves,  then  hurried  off  down 
the  road. 

Even  as  he  started  down  the  road,  his  m.oral 
courage  began  to  weaken,  for  he  saw  com.ing 
.down  the  road,  apparently  Ed,  wearing  full- 
dress,  silk  hat  and  carrying  a  cane.  It  would 
be  impossib'e  to  describe  Tom's  internal  emo- 
tions, and  it  was  only  through  the  greatest 
effort  that  they  did  not  affect  him  externally. 
He  was  weak  in  the  knees  and  sweating  like 
a  water  pipe.  He  was  even  tem.pted  to  go 
back  and  break  up  the  am.bush,  for  he  regretted 
having  to  face  the  terrible  ordeal  which  he 
knew  was  his.  '.;,;■  ./::■:.  ■■'■;■■'■ 

Little  did  Tom  know  that,  just  as  he  started 
down  the  road,  the  real  person  in  disguise 
appeared  over  the  top  of  the  hill.  He  saw  Tom 
and  feared  that  he  would  be  recognized,  so  he 
hid  himself  in  the  bushes  on  the  side  of  the  road. 
While  hiding  there,  the  true  Dr.  Harper  passed, 
and  it  was  he  who  passed  Tom. 


Tom  went  directly  to  his  room  and  stretched 
himself  out  on  the  bed.  His  brain  was  in  a 
turm.oil.  For  Joe's  sake,  he  wanted  to  see  suc- 
cess; for  Nell's,  he  hoped  that  Ed  would 
escape,  but  of  himself  he  thought  nothing, 
only  cursing  himself  that  he  ever  followed  up 
the  case.  He  ate  nothing  for  supper  and  found 
Nell  out  on  the  veranda  knitting.  Surely, 
he  thought,  if  there  was  any  time  to  talk  to 
her  about  Ed,  it  was  now. 

"Say,  Nell,  tell  me  why  Ed  is  so  nervous 
and  disturbed  ever  since  I  cam.e  here,  will  you 
please?    He  wasn't  like  that  always,  was  he?" 

"I  don't  know  what  is  the  matter  with  him," 
replied  Nell,  in  a  h^lf- hearted  tone ;  "he  worries 
me  terribly.  The  other  day  he  was  reading  a 
New  York  paper,  and  he  m.ust  have  found 
som.ethin'^,  for  he  left  immediately  for  New 
York.  He  returned  the  next  night,  tired  and 
in  an  ugly  mood.  Yesterday  he  com.plained 
that  he  feared  you  were  a  detective  and  wanted 
to  arrest  him.  He  would  not  tell  m.e  what  was 
the  m.atter  with  him.,  though.  I  can't  under- 
stand him." 

"Did  you  find  anything  in  the  paper  that 
would  take  him  to  New  York?"  questioned 
Tom.,  ■  ',:/::■ 

"No,  only  that  a  Philip  Brock  had  returned 
from  Europe." 

"Philip  Brock,  eh!  Nell,  wasn't  that  the 
fellow  who  skipped  with  the  securities?" 

"Why,  I  be^eve  it  is  Tom,"  responded  Nell, 
somewhat  surprised.  ^^^^^       .  ^ 

"Now  I  see  the  situation,  Nell.  Ed  always 
had  the  feeing  of  revenge,  and  seeing  that 
this  fellow  had  returned  to  New  York,  thought 
that  the  time  had  com.e.  He  went  there  and 
caught  up  with  the  thief  somehow  or  other, 
and  they  drank  to  each  other's  health — but 
in  the  swindler's  drink  was  poison.  It  acted 
quickly.  Ed  found  the  securities  unredeem- 
able and  tore  them  up.  I  happened  to  be  in 
the  hotel  lobby  with  another  detective  and  saw 
him  leave.  We  suspected  something,  and  I 
followed  him  here.  I  accepted  your  invitation, 
but  Lord,  Nell,  I  never  expected  to  find  you 
were  anything  to  him..  I  heard  your  conversa- 
tion, I  heard  his  scheme  for  escape,  and  I  told 
my  m.en.  I  met  him  down  the  road,  and  as  he 
passed  a  peculiar  feeling  cam,e  over  me,  but 


,       .      THE  VILLANOVAN  11 

he  appeared  steadier.     I  am  wondering  yet  at  Remembering    Joe's    words,    he    continued, 

the  quick  change."    ,''::; r'^'^-^-'r'-/:'''^'-:^^^^^^^^  can't  say  I  made  a  mistake.     This  case  is 

When  Nell  heard  this  she  was  too  overcome  the  making  of  my   career  and   fortune,   and, 

to  speak  for  some  minutes,      r               /     ;          ^  besides,  I'd  be  a  fool  to  do  such  a  thing." 

"Then    you    really   are    a    detective,    Tom,  This  took  Nell  completely  off  her  feet  and 

and  really  want  him.  knowing  now  that  she  was  completely  deceived 

Tom.couldonlyansweraweak,  "Yes."  in  the  man  she  took  to  be  as  close  a  friend  as 

"I  see,  Tom,  that  Ed  was  right.     He  told  before,    storm.ed   back   with   all    the    intensity 

me  you  had  men  following  him,  but  I  could  ^j^at  her  cracked  sobbing  voice  would  permit, 

not    believe    that    of   you,    Tom..     Now— now  "No,  Tom,  you  would  be  a  m.an!" 

what  shall  I  do?"  and  she  laid  her  head  on  the  _           ,        •                                     ,                 , 

1        '1          ^'      u-4-4-.,v.  Just    then    Joe    sprang    upon    the    veranda, 

veranda  rail,  weepmg  bitterly.^^^^^i.^^^^^^^^^,        V  /      .     r  u      .u       j       •  j    <<t-                u 

T-     ^u-    T-  ™  ^  J               ^^„^^    ^:^A  ^^.,:«  all  out  of  breath  and  cried,      Tom,  we  have 

To  this  Tom  made  no  response,  and  again  r     i    i     it-    ,                      ,    , 

i^T  ,,        ,       1     f]-     ]^  been  fooled.    v\  e  have  arrested  the  wrong  m.an. 

''T^,  cin^y!!!fhelp?    Say  you  made  a  mis-  I^ ^"^  ""^  ^f  ^'"^Pf^-  „)^ hat  shall  we  do? 

take.     Besides,  Tom,  don't  you  think  he  was  For  God  s  sake  hurry,  Tom ! 

justified,  for  the  villain  ruined  three  lives  by  But  Tom  only  sank  limply  into  a  large  arm- 

his  dirty  trick?''^^^^^  ^^^^^^^  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^  ^  ^^^^^^^^^c  glad   that    Ed    had   escaped.      All    that 

"I  do  think  he  was  justified,  Nell,  but  you  he  heard  was  when  Nell  placed  her  hands  on 

must    remember    we    have    the    law    to    work  his  shoulders  and  said,   "Come   inside,   Tom; 

with  in  such  m.atters."  the  air  is  getting  too  chilly." 


Bacon's  Essays 

By  Henry  A.  Caffrey 

PERHAPS   it   may   seem   a   little   strange  larity  but  sufficient  to  suggest  further  inquirie 

that    Bacon    the    scientist    is    also    called  and  reflections.    This  sense  of  the  term  is  quite 

Bacon    the    essayist.      He    whose    gifted  different  from  the  more  elaborate,  regular,  and 

intellect  gave  direction  to  the  mighty  current  finished    composition    that    bears    the    title    of 

of  scientific  thought  sweeping  through  the  minds  essay    nowadays.      "When    the    author    of    the 

of  his  day  also  found  a  lasting  source  of  delight  Novum  Organum  decided  to  speak  to  men  in 

in  so  humble  a  form  of  literature  as  is  that  general  apart  from  mere  scientists,  it  was  this 

which  is  called  the  essay.    To  understand  this  peculiar  character  that  induced  him  to  adopt 

fact,  it  is  necessary  to  get  back  to  the  original  the  essay  as  the  form  of  literary  composition 

meaning  of  the  essay— the  meaning  given   to  best  suited  to  be  the  vehicle  of  his  profound 

it  by  its  father,  the  delightful  and  subtle  Mon-  reflections  upon  the  objects  of  his  keen  observa- 

taigne.  tion.    So  well  did  Bacon  handle  this  new  vehicle 

.    The  term  essay   is  taken  from   the   French  of  thought  and  so  impressively  did  he  deliver 

word   essayer,    and   means   simply    "a   humble  his  message  to  men  of  his  own  and  of  sdcceed- 

endeavor  to  instruct  or  amuse."    Locke's  essays  ing  ages  that  he  has  been  called  the  father  of 

aim   chiefly    at    instruction,   while   amusement  the  English  essay. 

seems  to  predominate  in  the  essays  of  Lamb.         The   purely   subjective   nature   of   the  essay 

Originally,  then,  an  essay  was  a  slight  sketch  made    it    admirably    adapted    to    the    purpose 

to  be  filled  out  by  the  reader;    brief  hints  de-  Lord  Bacon  had  in  mind.     His  ever-alert  and 

signedjto  be  followed  out;    loose  thoughts  on  searching    eye    left     nothing     unnoticed;      its 

some  subjects,  thrown  out  without  much  regu-  scrutinizing  glance  took  in  all  phases  of  human 


12  THE  VILLAKOVAN 

thought  and  action— from  the  "royal  ordering  that  there  was  no  perpetuity  in  English  writings, 
of  gardens"  up  to  the  most  subtle  traits  of  It  may  be  interesting  to  cite  an  instance 
human  nature.'  Then,  after  mature  considera-  in  which  his  subsequent  observations  enabled 
tion  and  careful  sifting  of  what  he  had  observed,  him  to  illustrate  by  a  common  example  taken 
he  gave  forth  with  great  energy,  though  not  from  the  hunt  a  statement  he  first  made  in 
always  elegance,  of  style  profound  abstract  1597.  At  that  time  in  his  essay.  "Of  Discourse", 
lessons  based  upon  wisdom  that  can  come  only  he  wrote:  "A  good  continued  speech,  without 
from  a  thorough  knowledge  of  men  and  things,  a  good  speech  of  interlocution,  shows  slowness; 
At  times,  however,  there  was  a  note  in  his  and  a  good  second  speech  without  a  good  set 
moral  precepts  that  savored  a  little  too  much  speech  shows  shallowness."  Twenty-eight  years 
of  the  world's  prudence.  In  his  essay  on  "For-  later  he  enlarged  upon  this  observation:  "A 
tune"  he  strikes  this  note  when  he  writes:  good  continued  speech,  without  a  good  speech 
"Certainly,  there  be  not  two  more  fortunate  of  interlocution >  shows  slowness;  and  a  good 
properties  than  to  have  a  little  of  the  fool  reply,  or  second  speech,  without  a  good  settled 
and  not  too  much  of  the  honest."  Bacon  him-  speech  showeth  shallowness  and  weakness, 
self  has  given  us  the  reason  why  his  essays  As  we  see  in  beasts,  that  those  that  are  weakest 
were  welcomed  by  the  public  in  a  phrase  that  in  the  course  are  yet  nimblest  in  the  turn; 
has  become  proverbial  with  us:  "I  do  now  as  it  is  betwixt  the  grayhound  and  the  hare." 
publish  my  essays,"  he  writes,  "which  of  all  To  the  desultory  and  superficial  reader  of 
my  works  have  been  most  current,  because,  modern  times.  Bacon's  essays  may  have  little 
as  it  seems,  they  come  home  to  men's  business  appeal.  They  will,  perhaps,  seem  too  formal 
and  bosoms."  and  sententious,  too  scrutinizing  and  profound; 
The  first  edition,  containing  only  ten  essays  more  suited  for  serious  study  than  pleasureable 
and  those  much  shorter  than  as  we  now  possess  reading.  This  is  not  surprising  if  only  it  be 
them,  appeared  in  1597.  In  this  first  attempt  kept  in  mind  what  was  the  original  use  of  the 
at  essay  writing  Bacon  confined  himself  to  essay.  It  was  designed  to  "set  the  reader  a- 
man's  relations  to  this  world.  The  order  of  thinking,"  but,  of  course,  if  the  reader  be 
these  ten  essays  is  significant.  They  begin  unwilling  or  indisposed  to  make  such  an  effort, 
with  man  alone,  using  his  mind,  "Of  Study";  then  it  is  inevitable  that  interest  will  be  lack- 
then  comes  relation  to  the  minds  and  lives  of  ing.  As  in  his  dealings  with  outward  nature, 
others,  "Of  Discourse";  "Of  Ceremonies  and  Bacon  had  analyzed  all  things  into  a  knowledge 
Respects";  "Of  Followers  and  Friends";  "Of  of  their  e'ements  for  the  sake  of  studymg  the 
Suitors";  then  personal  relation  to  the  means  principles  upon  which  these  elements  could  be 
of  living,  "Of  Expense";  "Of  Regimen  of  recombined  for  the  advancement  of  the  general 
Health";  and  then  relation  to  the  world  at  well-being,  so,  too,  in  his  essays  he  sought  to 
large  and  to  affairs  of  State,  "Of  Honor  and  analyze  the  inner  life  of  man  that  he  might  set 
Reputation";  "Of  Faction";  "Of  Negotiat-  into  writing  principles  that  would  become 
ing".  In  1606  these  essays  were  repnnted  but  guiding  lights  for  all  men  of  all  times.  It 
with  very  little  variation.  In  1612,  however,  an  has  been  well  said  of  Bacon:  "He  is  throughout, 
edition  appeared  that  contained  thirty-eight  and  especially  in  his  essays,  one  of  the  most 
essays  and  in  1625,  the  year  before  his  death,  suggestive  authors  that  ever  wrote."  The 
the  last  edition  was  published,  in  which  the  volume  may  be  read  from  beginning  to  end 
number  had  risen  to  fifty-eight.  This  is  their  in  a  few  hours,  and  yet  after  the  twentieth 
final  form,  the  one  in  which  we  have  them  to-  perusal  one  seldom  fails  to  remark  in  it  some- 
day. That  Bacon  had  a  high  opinion  of  these  thing  overlooked  before.  Apart  '  from  their 
writings  in  which  he  had  embodied  his  counsels  literary  value,  it  is  this  quality  of  suggestive- 
of  life  appears  from  the  fact  that  he  took  the  ness  that  has  enabled  the  essays  to  keep  their 
pains  to  turn  them  into  Latin  "that  they  grip  upon  the  thinking  world.  A  few  excerpts 
might  last  as  long  as  books  last."  He  seems  will  illustrate  this  chief  characteristic  of  Bacon's 
to  have  been  haunted  by  the  desolating  notion  essays. 


THE  VILLANOV.AN  13 


t 


In  his  essay  "Of  Studies",  Bacon  says:  In  the  last  edition  of  his  essays,  Bacon 
"Studies  perfect  nature  and  are  perfected  could  not  say  anything  superior  in  truth  or 
by  experience;  for  natural  abilities  are  like  weight  to  what  has  been  quoted  above,  but 
natural  plants,  that  need  pruning  by  study;  the  following  passage  will  show  the  pleasing 
and  studies  themselves  do  give  forth  directions  change  his  style  had  undergone.  In  his  essay 
too  much  at  large  except  they  be  bounded  in  "Of  Adversity",  he  writes:  "Prosperity  is 
by  experience."  Could  anything  more  bene-  the  blessing  of  the  Old  Testament,  adversity 
ficial  be  found  for  the  meditation  of  short-  is  the  blessing  of  the  New,  which  carrieth 
sighted  and  prejudiced  advocates  of  exclusive  the  greater  benediction  and  the  clearer  evi- 
theory  and  exclusive  practice?  In  his  essay  dences  of  God's  favor.  Yet,  even  in  the  Old 
"Of  Nature  in  Men",  he  concludes  with  a  state-  Testament,  if  you  listen  to  David's  harp  you 
ment  the  truth  of  which  we  all  have  realized  shall  hear  as  many  hearse-like  airs  as  carols; 
from  sad  personal  experience:  "A  man's  and  the  pencil  of  the  Holy  Ghost  hath  labored 
nature  runs  either  to  herbs  or  weeds;  therefore,  more  in  describing  the  afiflictions  of  Job  than 
let  him  seasonably  water  the  one,  and  destroy  the  felicities  of  Solomon.  Prosperity  is  not 
the  other."  The  thoughts  and  suggestions  without  many  fears  and  distastes ;  and  adversity 
of  thought  contained  in  his  admirable  essay  is  not  without  comforts  and  hopes.  We  see  in 
"Of  Truth",  are  illustrative  of  the  strength  needleworks  and  embroideries  it  is  more  pleas- 
and  beauty  of  his  intellect  in  sad  contrast  to  ing  to  have  a  lively  work  upon  a  sad  and  solemn 
the  weakness  of  his  will  under  trial.  "Truth,"  ground  than  to  have  a  dark  and  melancholy 
he  writes,  "is  a  naked  and  open  daylight,  work  upon  a  lightsome  ground.  Judge  there- 
that  doth  not  show  the  masks  and  mummeries  fore  of  the  pleasure  of  the  heart  by  the  pleasure 
and  triumphs  of  the  world  half  so  stately  and  of  the  eye.  Certainly,  virtue  is  like  precious 
daintily  as  candle-lights."  In  the  same  essay  odors,  most  fragrant  when  they  are  incensed 
he  points  out  to  men  the  way  to  find  heaven  or  crushed ;  for  prosperity  doth  best  discover 
upon  earth  (as  far  as  that  is  possible).  "Cer-  vice,  but  adversity  doth  best  discover  virtue." 
tainly,  it  is  heaven  upon  earth  to  have  a  man's  Now  that  we  have  had  the  pleasure  of  read- 
mind  move  in  charity,  rest  in  Providence,  and  ing  such  charming  essayists  as  Addison,  Lamb, 
turn  upon  the  poles  of  truth."               .  and  Father  Farrell,  the  perusal  of  essays  such 

Despite  the  fact  that  the  lapse  of  time  failed  as  Bacon  wrote  calls  forth  our  admiration 
to  change  Bacon's  ideas  upon  the  subjects  rather  than  affords  us  delight.  How  differently 
of  his  earlier  writings,  we  do  find  a  change  do  these  two  passages,  one  from  Bacon  and 
in  his  manner  of  giving  expression  to  his  ideas,  the  other  from  Addison,  strike  upon  the  ear! 
A  typical  example  of  his  style  in  1597  is  the  The  first  is  an  excellent  example  of  Bacon's 
following  passage  taken  from  his  essay  "Of  formal  style:  "Nature  is  often  hidden,  some- 
Studies":  "  Crafty  men  contemn  studies,  simple  times  overcome,  seldom  extinguished.  Force 
men  admire  them,  and  wise  men  use  them;  maketh  nature  more  violent  in  the  return; 
for  they  teach  not  their  own  use — that  is  a  doctrine  and  discourse  maketh  nature  less  im- 
wisdom  without  them  and  won  by  observation,  portune;  but  custom  only  doth  alter  and  sub- 
Read  not  to  contradict,  nor  to  believe,  but  to  due  nature."  The  second  shows  Addison's 
weigh  and  consider.  Some  books  are  to  be  familiar  but  elegant  English  style:  "The 
tasted,  others  to  be  swallowed,  and  some  few  gravity  of  my  behavior  at  my  very  first  appear- 
to  be  chewed  and  digested.  Reading  maketh  ance  in  the  world  seemed  to  favor  my  mother's 
a  full  man,  conference  a  ready  man,  and  writ-  dream:  for  as  she  often  told  me,  I  threw  away 
ing  an  exact  man.  Histories  make  men  wise,  my  rattle  before  I  was  two  months  old,  and 
poets  witty,  the  mathematics  subtle,  natural  would  not  make  use  of  my  coral  until  they 
philosophy  deep,  moral  grave,  logic  and  rhetoric  had  taken  away  the  bells  from  it."  We  notice 
able  to  contend."  No  one  will  deny  that  this  in  Bacon  a  total  absence  of  the  pleasing  trait  of 
passage  needs  to  be  "chewed  anddigested"  in  manners-painting,  which  abounds  in  all  of 
order  to  be  fully  comprehended  and  appreciated.  Addison's    writings.      In     Bacon's    essayc    we 


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vvouid  wish  for  more  vivacity  and  ease,  some- 
thing that  would  afford  us  pleasure  and  in- 
struction without  the  cost  of  painful  con- 
centration of  mind.  But  it  is  from  this  con- 
densation of  thought,  from  this  solid,  practical 
wisdom,  that  the  essays  derive  their  peculiar 
impressiveness.  "His  sentences  are  gold  ingots 
not  always  needing  to  be  gilded  or  polished 
but   requiring  to   be   hammered   out   in   order 

to  display  their  full  value." 

Few  books  are  more  quoted  and  more  gener- 
ally read  by  men  wjjo  lay  claim  to  polite  letters 
than  the  essays  of  Francis  Bacon.  The  fact 
that  they  abound  in  classical  learning,  in  occa- 
sional great  felicities  of  style,  in  solid,  weighty, 
and  ingenious  thought ;  also  in  forms  of  expres- 
sion antiquated,  obsolete,  and  obscure;  in 
sentences  sometimes  elegant,  sometimes 
decidedly  the  reverse,  and  these,  in  many 
instances,  not  well  arranged  as  to  length  or 
structure,    or   distribution    into   paragraphs   of 


suitable  length  make  them  admirably  adapted 
for  critical  purposes,  for  the  culture  of  judg- 
ment and  taste;  and  for  the  comparison  of 
older  forms  of  expression  with  those  approved 
at  the  present  day.  They  serve,  likewise,  as 
a  preparation  for  the  intelligent  and  apprecia- 
tive reading  of  the  great  English  authors  of 
later  centuries.  Such  is  their  immense  value 
to  students  of  English  prose — literary  men, 
who  see  in  Bacon  the  best  prose  writer  of  the 
Elizabethan  age.' 

But  to  all  thinking  men  Bacon's  essays  must 
have  a  value  that  ever  increases  as  the  problems 
of  each  individual's  life  become  more  compli- 
cated. They  hold  out  to  all,  who  will  read  them, 
lessons  that  have  been  laboriously  prepared  by 
an  eye  that  could  observe  and  a  mind  that  could 
reflect  as  few  eyes  can  observe  and  few  minds 
reflect.  In  a  word,  they  have  penetrated  into 
the  heart  of  human  affairs  and  their  lessons 
"come  home  to  our  business  and  bosoms." 


Unrest 


"  Thou  hast  made  us  for  Thyself,  0  Lord;  and  our  hearts  are  restless  until  they  rest  in  Thee^ 

:'.■'■'■''-',':■"■■'  — St.  Augustine. 


"Unrest!    Unrest!"  today's  cry  is,  "Unrest!" 
For,  lo!    the  age  hath  seen  the  deadly  pest. 
Trouble,  despair,  and  weariness,  and  doubt 
Besiege  all  souls  that  leave  their  Saviour  out. 

In  daily  dealings  with  mankind,  we  find 
How  m.any  leave  their  consciences  behind. 
No  progress  make  ye,  and  no  roads  find  true. 
Till  ye  give  God  His  recognition  due. 


When  God's  sweet  grace  ye  willingly  confessj 
Oh,  duly  show  it  in  the  daily  stress 
Of  speech  and  action !    To  you  as  ye  pray 
Will  Peace,  fair  Peace!  then  come  to  reign  and 
stay. 

Still,  still  there  is  grave  cause  to  be  alarmed! 
With  prayer  and  sacrifi.ce  let  all  be  armed. 
See  strife  and  storm  endure  with  human  whim; 
Our  hearts  are  restless  till  they  rest  in  Him. 

By  John  L.  Seary 


■.;im 


THE  VILLANOVAN  15 


Footsteps 

By  Harold  J.  Wiegand 

HOLDING  the  thin  wrist  in  my  hand,  I  closed  those  staring  eyes,  drew  the  shjeets 

I  felt  the  feeble  pulse  steadily  growing  over   the   rigid   head,    and   putting    aside   jijy 

weaker  and  weaker.    Death  was  stand-  chair,  walked  to  the  shivering  windows  to  liet 

ing  beside  me  watching  the  poor  old  woman's  some  winter  air  cool  for  a  second  my  throbbii^g 

life  ebbing  fast,  waiting  to  take  my  place,  to  brow.     Death   is  always   horrible,   we   cannot 

push  me  aside  with   his  horrid  grin   of  final  become  inured  to  its  horrible  aspects  no  mat|;^r 

victory,  and  seize  his  long-sought  prey.     And  how  often  we  see  it.     I  pulled  at  the  creakjj^g 

what  poor  prey  she  was  to  anyone  as  powerful  window,  and  with  my  efforts  it  flew  up,  and 

as  Death!    Old  and  feeble,  the  mere  semblance  at  the  same  time,  the  thin  flickering  gas-light 

of  a  body,  an  easy  victim  to  pneumonia.    AH  puffed,  and  went  out.     With  an  exclamation, 

that  could  be  done  for  her  had   been  done ;  I  pulled  the  window  shut  and  struggled  through 

it  were  byt  a  matter  of. minutes  for  life  to  give  the  inky  ^darkness  ,to-  wiiere.  the-£xture  hung, 

up  the  uneven  struggle  and  yield  to  that  phan-  I   turned  oflf  the  smelly  flow  of  gas  while  I 

torn  beside  me  so  coldly  watching  his  victim's  sought  for  matches.    And  as  I  vainly  searched, 

last  convulsions.  I  heard  the  door  of  the  house  pushed  open, 

I  turned  from  the  de^th  bed  to  tell  the  dying  two  floors  below.    Save  for  the  two  old  women 

woman's  sister,  an  ancient  enfeebled  hag  who  the    ramshackle    house    was    unoccupied,    and 

had  faithfully  nursed  her  sister  in  her  sickness,  thinking  for  certainty  that  the  person  who  had 

that  death  was  very  near,  when  I  remembered  just  entered  was  the  dead  woman's  sister,   I 

that  she  had  not  yet  returned  from  the  apothe-  made  my  way  to  the  door  and  went  out  into 

cary's,  whither  she  had  gone  shortly  before  to  the    dark    narrow    hallway    overlooking    the 

obtain   some   necessaries  for  the   sick  woman,  stairs  to  intercept  her,  tell  her  of  her  sister's 

It  was  drawing  near  six  o'clock,  the  cold  Decern-  death,  and  obtain  matches  to  light  the  room, 

ber  sun  long  since  had  gone  to  rest,  and  the  I  looked  over  the  bannisters  down  the  stairs: 

dingy  little  room,  faintly  illuminated  with  but  a  she  seemed  to  be  coming  up  very  slowly,  her 

flickering    gas-light,    was    getting    darker    and  footsteps  were  loud  and  sounded  harsh  in  the 

darker.     Grotesque  shadows  chased  each  other  deep  silence.     On  the  second  floor  at  the  foot 

over   the   bare  walls,    a   loose   shutter   banged  of  the  stairs  was  a  gas-light  in  a  lofty,  stained 

against    the   window,    and    a    screeching   wind  globe   that   cast   fitful    streams   of   light    upon 

howled    against   the   side   of   the    house     as    I  the  stairway.     I  heard  the  old  woman's  steps 

turned   back  to  my  watch   beside   the  dying,  reach    the    landing    on    the    second    floor    and 

Her  pulse  was  scarcely  discernible  now;    her  approach  the  last  flight  of  stairs  and  I  started 

head  lay  stififly  against  the  pillow,  her  drawn,  down  towards  her.    The  approaching  footsteps 

pale  face  was  rigid  and  slowly  turning  black,  reached  the  stair  lights  passed  it,  and  slowly 

her  eyes  were  closed,  and  the  half-open  mouth  and    loudly    ascended    towards    me,    and    yet, 

showed  her  teeth  sunk  in  her  lower  lip.     Her  standing  amazed  at  the  head  of  the  stairs  I 

left  hand  was  clutched  and  tightly  gripped  a  could  not  see  the  old  woman,  nor  anyone  to 

portion  of  the  bed  sheet;    her  respiration  was  whom  those  footsteps  could  belong!    Horrified, 

negligible    and  down  in  her  throat  the  hollow  I    crouched    back    against    the    wall,    scarcely 

death-rattle  sounded.     I   held  her  right  hand  breathing,  my  face  blanched,   my  eyes  staring 

gently  m  mine;   a  sudden  convulsion,  a  choking  terror-stricken    down    those    stairs,    up    which 

cough,  her  finger  nails  dug  in  my  hand,   her  those    horrid    steps    drew    near    me.      Slowly, 

eyelids  fluttered  open,  two  glassy  pools  of  fire  slowly,  they  ascended,  now  but  a  step  to  the 

stared  at  the  ceiling, — and  death  had  won.  top,  now  at  the  top,  now  they  paused  an  instant 


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in  front  of  me,  and  as  chill  passed  through  my 
crouching  body  and  a  cold  sweat  poured  from 
me,  the  footsteps  resumed  their  way  into  the 
death-chamber.  Pulling  myself  together,  and 
endeavoring  to  steady  my  nerves,  I  started 
to  grope  my  way  along  the  hall-way  toward 
the  room.  I  tried  to  tell  myself  that  my  fevered 
and  excited  brain  was  bringing  this  phantasm 
upon  me,  when,  suddenly  I  heard  those  foot- 
steps sounding  again  in  the  hallway,  coming 
out  of  the  death-room,  and  with  them  I  dis- 
tinctly discerned  other  footsteps,  as  of  some 
person  walking  with  another.  I  drew  myself 
flat  against  the  dim  seen  wall,  as  the  horrid 


footsteps  passed  me,  and  trembling  I  heard 
them  make  their  slow  descent  down  the  stairs, 
and  heard  the  door  slam  shut. 

Wiping  the  beaded  sweat  from  my  forehead, 
I  hurried  down  the  stairway,  eager  for  the  cold 
night  air,  and  to  get  out  of  this  house  of  death 
and  horrors.  Fumbling  at  the  ancient  latch, 
I  threw  the  door  open,  and  looked  into  the 
glassy  eyes  of  a  bloody  corpse  a  couple  of  men 
were  carrying  in  from  the  street.  And  as  they 
explained  how  the  old  woman  had  been  run 
down  whilst  hurrying  across  the  dark  street, 
I  recognized  the  sister  of  the  woman  lying 
dead  upstairs. 


The  Sweetest  Name 


We  know  a  Name — a  Name  to  earth  far  sweeter 
Than  lark's  or  redbreast's  carol  to  the  spring; 

We  know  a  Name — a  Name  to  love  far  meeter 

Than  spring's  fair  fragrance  to  the  sense  can  bring. 

O  Name  of  Christ,  our  love! — of  Christ,  our  Saviour! 

Perfume  our  hearts!  be  what  our  souls  shall  sing! 
O  sovereign  God!    let  humble  man's  behavior 

Exalt  Thee  Lord  of  all,  and  make  thy  praises  ring. 

Thou  hast  redeemed  us,  God  of  our  salvation! 

To  Thy  unbounded  love  must  still  return 
The  sacrificial  thought  of  every  nation : 

For  Thy  protecting  care  we  ever  yearn. 
O  blessed  Sacrifice,  that  dearly  bought  us! 
Still  let  our  constant  hearts  return  the  love  then  taught  us. 

By  John  B.  Martin 


THE  V.ILLANOVAN  17 

The  Trusted  Thief 

By  John  O'Brien 

Chaiter  XI  but  the  one  object  that  attracted  his  atten- 

TViO  rla>s  after  the  occurrence  of  the  tion  was  a  slightly  raised  mound  of  earth — 
events  narrated  in  the  previous  chapter,  that  had  been  concealed  under  a  small  wooden 
Walter  happened  to  be  discussing  the  box  whereon  Wells  had  been  accustom.ed  to 
copper  question  with  Mr.  Dowd — -when  the  rest.  As  Harm.on,  out  of  sheer  curiosity,  re- 
young  financier  suddenly  reverted  to  the  fact  moved  the  elevation  of  soil  with  a  care'ess 
of  his  former  companions  funeral.  The  two  push  of  his  foot — to  his  utter  surprise  he  felt 
men  were  enjoying  a  peaceful  sm.oke — after  som.ething  solid  therein.  Of  course,  he  at  once 
a  hearty  breakfast.  The  bright  colorings  that  determined  to  examJne  further.  Ke  bent  down 
adorn  the  eastern  sky  assure  them,  of  favor-  and  thrust  his  hand  through  the  loose  soil — and 
able  weather.  ^^:^  ^v^^^^:^^^^^^^^^;/V^^^^/^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^-^^^^^^^^^^^^^  d                           very   box   that   Wells   had   so 

The   representatives   from.    Wall    Street    had  scrupulously  guarded.      Walter  brushed  off  the 

thrashed   out   the   proposition   offered    by    the  dirt    that    clung    to    the    outside    and    opened 

Montana    "copper    kings-'.      A    definite    plan  the   receptacle.,  ;  He  found  a   few  small    vials 

of  procedure  had  been  determ.ined  and  Dowd  containing  opium  and  a  handkerchief  tied  in 

was    selected     to     conduct     the    negotiations,  secure    knots    around    a   jingling    ob^'ect.      No 

Hence    Walter's    presence   at    the    m.eeting   of  time  was  lost  in  seeking  further — and  to  young 

those    im.m.ediately    concerned    in    the    trans-  Harm.on's  com.plete  surprise  he  discovered  the 
action  was  not  imperative.                                     -famous  necklace   that  had  been  the  occasion 

"I  must  ask  you,  Mr.  Dowdy  to  pardon  me  of  so  much  unhappiness.  ^^^^^^                     /    ^      ^  ^ 

today,"    requested    Walter    of    the    .secretary  He  could  not  speak — he  could  hardly  think, 

as   they   arose    to   m.eet    their  associates.      "I  He  breathed  heavy  and  fast.    The  scene  of  the 

have   promised   to   attend   Mrs.    Wells   to   her  midnight  ride  from  Doyle's  flashed    before  his 

husband's  burial.     Of  course,  you  understand  m.ind.    He  rem.em.bered  the  challenge — the  five 

I   am  well   acquainted  with   the  wom.an — and  hundred — the    shooting,    and    then    his    m.ind 

I  can't  very  well  disappoint  her."  seemed  to  whirl — this  was  the  very  string  of 

Mr.   Dowd  readily  perceived  W'alter's  posi-  jewels  that  attracted  Alice's  heart — here  was 

tion  and  was  thoroughly  acquiescent.  that    very    girl    unmindful    of    his    discovery, 

"Any  definite  m.ove  you  see   fit   to  make,"  or  his  knowledge  of  its  procural. 

added  Walter,  "you  m.ay  be  sure  of  my  signa-  "How  did  it  all  com.e  about,"  he  asked  of 

ture."  the  unheeding   necklace.     "I   don't   remem,ber 

Dowd     thanked    young    Harmon     for     this  We'ls  telling  m.e  of  his  taking  this.     Then  he 

acknowledgment  of  confidence  and   proceeded  recalled    the   agreem.ent    that    his   dead   friend 

to  attend  to  business.  had  proposed,   "You  get  the  m.oney,  and  I'll 

Walter  was  soon  on  his  way  to  the  neighbor's  get  the  necklace." 

house  where  Alice  awaited  him.     In  the  course  "The  money  cost  m.e  many  a  bitter  hour," 

of    his  approach  thereto  it  was  necessary  for  thought  Harm.on,   "but  the  jewels  cost  Wells 

him   to   pass   the   much   discussed    tree   under  more."         ' 

which  Wells  had   pavSvSed   m.any    hours   of   idle  He  wrapped  the  treasure  in  the  handkerchief 

desolation.    W'hen  Harm.on  arrived  at  the  place  and  carefully  placed  both  in  his  pocket.     He 

in  question,  he  paused  and  gave  a  deep  sigh  took  one  last  view  of  the  tree  and  proceeded 

of  pity  for  his  one-time  friend.     He  stood  im-  on  his  way. 

mediately  under  its  prolific  boughs  and  examined  When  Walter  arrived  at  his  destination  he 

every    detail    of    interest    that    was    observed,  found  Alice  attended  by  several  devoted  women. 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


The  young  widow  sat  near  an  open  window 
occasionally  looking  out  on  the  gorgeous  verdure 
whose  awful  silence  seemed  to  confess  its  sym- 
pathy for  her.  She  was  garbed  in  black — a 
long  veil  hung  around  her  head — and  her  delicate 
white  hands  concealed  in  jet  colored  gloves. 
As  Harmon  entered  the  room  all  arose  but 
Alice.  She  was  indeed  too  weak  to  heed  con- 
ventionalities and  the  man  from  the  East 
approached  the  sorrowful  woman. 

"Good  morning,  Mrs.  Wells,  how  are  you 
now?"  he  asked  with  a  cheerful  smile. 

The  woman  placed  her  hand  in  his  and 
sobbed  bitterly  beneath  her  veil.  This  was  the 
most  cruel  cut  of  all.  If  Walter  had  not  ad- 
dressed her  as  "Mrs.  Wells"  her  sufferings 
would  be  far  less  bitter.  Yet  she  had  merited 
such  apparent  coolness  and  she  determined 
to  face  the  issue  unto  the  last. 

Struggling  against  overwhelming  grief  she 
softly  returned  the  salutation.  "Good  morning, 
Mr.  Harmon,"  she  said,  "I  trusted  in  your 
promise  and  you  were  true." 

Harmon  smiled  and  replied,  "I'm  always 
faithful  to  those  who  call  upon  me,  Mrs.  Wells, 
no  matter  where  I  find  them." 

Brief  preparations  were  made  for  the  inter- 
ment of  Weils.  The  coroner  had  taken  the  re- 
mains to  his  office  whence  it  was  to  be  brought 
to  the  grave.  Harm.on  accom.panied  the  widow 
to  the  coffin  of  her  departed  husband.  The 
preliminary  ceremonies  of  comiort  and  sym- 
pathy ended  with  the  closing  of  the  casket 
and  Mrs.  Wells  fell  fainting  in  the  arms  of 
Harmon.  Before  the  carriage  in  which  she 
rode  arrived  at  the  grave  Harmon  had  m.anaged 
to  restore  her  spirit.  vShe  stood  tenderly  sobbing 
near  the  great  tom.b  of  silence  as  the  grave 
digger  indifferently  and  unsympathetically  en- 
closed the  m.an  of  her  love  in  the  confines  of 
a  "narrow  house".  She  thought  of  all  that  his 
dead  heart  had  occasioned — the  loss  of  her 
parents'  affection,  the  loss  of  home  and  friends 
and  an  existence  of  mJsery  and  poverty  whence 
there  was  no  escape. 

At  last  the  little  group  turned  their  faces 
from  the  silent  mound.  Harmon  was  extrem.ely 
kind  and  attentive  to  Mrs.  Wells.  He  con- 
ducted her  to  the  hotel  where  he  resided  and 
placed  every  means  of  comiort  at  her  disposal. 


He  persuaded  her  to  partake  of  some  nourish- 
ment and  then  to  rest  quietly  until  he  returned. 

By  sundown  Mrs.  Wells  had  becom.e  quite 
reconciled  to  her  lot.  The  attendants  had 
followed  Harmon's  orders  to  the  letter.  The 
young  widow  had  left  her  couch  and  had  pre- 
pared for  the  evening  m.eal.  She  was  sitting 
alone  near  an  open  window  watching  the  first 
evening  fall  on  her  husband's  grave.  Suddenly, 
the  door  was  pushed  open  and  Walter  entered. 
The  woman  attempted  to  rise  as  he  approached 
but  he  beckoned  to  her  to  retain  her  seat. 

"How  are  you  this  evening,  Mrs.  Wells?" 
asked  the  visitor  as  he  gently  lifted  her  prof- 
fered hand.  "My,  but  you  are  a  brave  woman 
and  ypu  look  better  than  ever."  ^   ^  ^ 

Mrs.  Wells  blushed,  smiled,  dropped  her 
eyes,  raised  them  again  and  looked  into  Har- 
mon's and  smiled  again.  "I  hope  you  believe 
that  I'm  grateful,"  pleaded  the  woman.  "I 
know  I  don't  deserve  such  kindness  and  I 
can't  repay  you,  Mr.  Harmon,  just  now,  but 
I  am  so  grateful." 

"Well,  well,"  exclaimed  Walter,  "don't  worry 
about  paying  me.  You're  not  in  any  debt 
to  me  at  all.  All  I  want  you  to  do  for  me  is  to" 
get  well  enough  to  come  to  New  York.  But 
we'll  talk  about  that  later.  There's  something 
m.ore  important  just  now." 

Here  Walter  sat  down  directly  opposite  the 
woman.     . 

"You  rem.em.ber,  perhaps,  the  evening  we 
attended  Doyle's  affair."  Mrs.  Wells  remem- 
bered it.  "You  m.ay  also  recall  the  necklace 
that  Miss  Kearns  wore  that  evening."  She 
also  recalled  the  jewels — but  vaguely.  "That 
night,  while  com.ing  home,"  proceeded  Har- 
mon, "you  expressed  a  desire  to  possess  an 
ornam.ent  sim.ilar  to  it."  The  woman  confessed 
she  had  mentioned  such  a  desire.  "Strange 
as  it  might  appear,"  observed  Walter,  "that 
very  necklace  was  the  instrument  with  which 
your  dead  husband  won  you.  The  jewels 
were  stolen  from  the  hom.e  of  the  Kearns — 
not  by  Wells  understand,  but  by  a  stranger 
whom  I've  never  met.  By  unforeseen  circum- 
stances the  jewels  fell  into  your  hu.sband's 
hands.  However,  whatever  injustice  has  been 
done,  I  have  compensated  for  it." 

Mrs.  Wells  could   not  speak.     Every  word 


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that  Harmon  uttered  held  her'  spellbound. 
Walter  perceiving  her  embarrassed  frame  of 
mind  continued: 

"The  m,ain  point  is  this^ — as  I  was  on  my 
way  to  visit  you  this  morning  I  happened  to 
pass  that  tree  where  Wells  was  wont  to  retire. 
Out  of  curiosity  I  examined  the  ground  around 
its  bark  and  I  discovered  the  jewels.  They 
were  wrapped  in  a  small  box." 

Here  Walter  described  the  unexpected  dis- 
covery and  the  objects  concealed. 

"Where  is  the  necklace?"  asked  Mrs.  Wells. 

"That's  to  be  told  now,"  returned  Harm.on 
coolly.  "  I  sent  them  under  governm.ent  security 
to  Miss  Kearns  with  your  respects." 

"With  my  respects!"  exclaimed  the  wom.an, 
"I  didn't  steal  them." 

"I  know  you  didn't,"  answered  Harmon, 
"I  told  her  that  a  friend  had  given  them  to 
you  a:nd  you  knowing  their  rightful  owner 
returned  them  with  welcoro.e.  Of  course,  I 
assumed  your  desire  to  return  them.  Hence 
I  merely  signed  Alice  lest  suspicion  would  fall 
on  your  name  because  of  Wells'  death."        : 

"Mr.  Harmon,"  returned  the  wom.an,  "there's 
nothing  you  have  done  thus  far  that  has  pleased 
me  more  than  this.  I  never  dreamed  but  Mr. 
Wells  had  purchased  those  jewels.  In  fact, 
he  told  me  so." 

"And,  in  fact,  he  did,"  returned  Walter, 
"but  at  any  rate,  there's  no  blam.e  to  be  settled 
on  you  and  Miss  Kearns  is  out  nothing  in  the 
end  so  'all's  well'." 

"I'm  so  happy  that  j'Ou  returned  them.," 
confessed  Mrs.  Wells.  "I  was  so  proud  of  them 
and  Mr.  Wells  knew  how  I  adm.ired  them, 
that's  why  he  took  them  from  m.e.  But  I 
never  im.agined  the  reason  that  he  hid  them. 
I  can  never  repay  you,  Mr.  Harmon,  never!" 

"So  much  for  the  necklace,"  continued 
Walter,  "now  for  yourself.  We  had  a  directors' 
meeting  this  afternoon  and  it  was  decided  we 
would  return  to  New  York  next  week.  By 
that  tim.e  you  can  settle  all  your  affairs  here 
and  I  would  suggest  you  return  with  me  to 
our  city,  and  my  reason  is  evident — you  need 
an  immediate  change  of  scenery  and  a  complete 
rest."    ^■■■"■'^■-  .■:■':;■  'V''.-^-- 

"I  would  gladly  return  to  New  York," 
replied  Mrs.  Wells,  "but  you  can  understand 


how  low  I  have  fallen  in  my  parents'  estim.ation 
— and  then  again,  I  m.ust  secure  work  here 
in  order  to  earn  m.y  way  back  and  my  support 
there  is  uncertain — and — ■"  she  buried  her 
face  in  her  handkerchief  and  wept  bitterly. 

"Here,  here,  don't  be  so  foolish,  my  good 
wom.an,"  argued  Harm.on.  "Your  parents  will 
gladly  welcome  you^f  they  don't  you  shall 
be  welcoro.ed  by  ro.y  m.other — and  as  for  your 
sustenance — that's  not  to  be  considered  at  all. 
You  prom.ise  to  return  with  m.e  to  your  mother's 
city  and  I'll  do  the  rest." 

Mrs.  Wells  m.editated  for  a  few  moments, 
then  thoughtfully  raising  her  eyes  she  looked 
piteously  into  Harm.on's  face,  "I'll  go  with  you," 
she  said,  "if  you  will  perm.it  me  to  repay  you 
all  when  I  can." 

"Settled!"  exclaiiTied  Walter  laughing.  "You 
can  pay  all — only  by  assuring  me  that  you 
are  ready  to  pay  my  price."  He  arose  and  the 
woman  did  likewise.  She  placed  her  hand  in 
his  and  smil edV .  ■  ■: 
"Remember  your  promise,"  she  cautioned. 

"Yes — and  remember  yours."    ; 

"Good  night,  Mr.  Harmon." 

"Good  night,  Mrs.  Wells,  and  lest  you  are 
called  on  for  assistance  from  your  neighbors 
take  this  and  the  limit's  my  fortune."  He 
handed  her  a  checkbook — every  blank  signed. 
He  bowed  and  withdrew.     • 

After  he  had  left  her  she  gazed  on  the  check- 
book. "He's  given  me  all  he  owns,"  she  thought. 
"He  is  indeed  a  true  friend  who  cam.e  to  me 
in  my  need.  But  if  I  were  only  sure  he  forgave 
m.e — if  he  only  called  m.e  Alice  once  again, 
I  could  pass  my  life  In  happy  solitude  knowing 
that  Walter  had  forgiven  my  treachery.  I'll 
wait  and  hope  for  I  have  faith  in  his  charity." 
She  sat  by  the  window  again  and  peered  out 
into  the  darkness,  but  she  saw  no  light  of  hope 
only  the  black  night  of  uncertainty  confronted 
her. 

"I  wonder  if  tomorrow  will  be  bright?" 
she  asked  of  the  darkness — but  the  silence 
gave  no  answer  but  a  still  hush  in  the  distance. 

Chapter  XII 
Mr.    Greer   had    become   a   frequent   visitor 
at   Mr.   Harmon's   home.     Since    the   former's 
daughter    had    departed    to    unknown    regions 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


the  distressed  father  and  mother  had  suffered 
untold  remorse  of  conscience.  They  reaUzed 
the  m;oral  dangers  that  thrive  in  the  world  and 
recalling  the  delicate  nature  of  their  daughter 
they  feared  lest  their  hasty  expulsion  would 
occasion  the  ruin  of  their  only  child.  Mrs. 
Harm.on  was  a  refined,  sympathetic  character. 
She  appreciated  the  grief  that  torm.ented  Mrs. 
Greer's  heart  and  hence  she  exerted  every 
endeavor  to  comfort  the  sorrowful  m.other. 

Mr.  Harm.on  was  chatting  with  his  wife. 
The  old  couple  where  sitting  in  a  neatly  arranged 
room.  The  coziness  and  cheerful  atm.osphere 
of  home  enhanced  their  m.utu.al  love.  Mrs. 
Harmon  had  received  a  short  letter  from,  her 
boy  on  the  previous  m.orning  announcing  his 
return  on  the  day  following  the  reception  of 
the  letter.  He  assured  her  that  all  was  well 
and  requested  that  she  invite  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Greer  to  welcome  him  home.       , 

.  ''At  last  Walter  will  return,'*  sighed  his 
m.other.  "  The  poor  child  m.ust  be  tired ;  he's 
been  so  good  to  us." 

"Yes,"  adm.itted  her  husband.  "I'm.  proud 
of  my  boy;  he's  m.ade  good  and  he's  going 
to  make  better." 

A  bell  sounded.    The  old  folks  listened. 

"Telephone!"  observed  Mr.  Harm.on  in- 
differently. 

Soon  the  voice  of  Mary,  the  fam.ily  cook, 
was  heard  speaking  across  the  wire.  "Mary?" 
ejaculated  Mrs.  Harm.on,  "hear  her!" 

Mary  seem.ed  quite  nervous,  at  least  judging 
from,  the  quivering  in  her  voice,  "Yes!  Yes, 
sir.  All  right  sir!  I  won't  sir.  All  right,  sir. 
I '11  be  ready!    Yes.    Good-bye." 

"You'll  be  ready,"  grinned  Mr.  Harm.on. 
"I  hope  he  is." 

The  click  of  the  receiver  diverted  the  atten- 
tion of  the  old  couple  from,  inquiring  who  the 
stranger  might  be. 

"We  m.ust  prepare  something  real  nice  for 
Walter,"  Mrs.  Harmon  proceeded. 

"Well,  there's  plenty  of  time  for  talking 
about  reward  my  dear,"  answered  her  husband. 
"Let's  see  what  account  he  gives  of  his  m.is- 
sion.  I  have  been  thinking  about  trusting 
him  with  another  task." 

"He'll  be  successful  at  anything,  I'm  sure 
of  that,"  replied  Mrs.  Harmon. 


With  this  a  ro.aid  entered  and  announced 
the  arrival  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Greer.  At  once 
the  host  and  hostess  directed  their  steps  to  the 
reception  hall  where  the  visitors  awaited  them.. 
The  ordinary  formalities  of  welcome  were 
observed  and  all  repaired  to  a  charming  parlor. 

"We  received  a  letter  the  other  day,  Mrs. 
Harmon,"  inform.ed  Mrs.  Greer,  "from.  Miss 
Kearns.  It  was  addressed  to  Alice.  Oh,  how 
I:  wish  she  had  been  present  to  receive  it.  W''e 
opened  it — that  thanked  her  for  the  return  of  a 
necklace.  When  I  see  Miss  Kearns  I  will  have 
her  explain  what  she  meant  by  it." 

"You   know  Miss  Kearns  is   to   be  married 
soon.    W'e  received  an  invitation  to  the  wed- 
mg.,  :.•■■ 

Mrs.  Greer  acknowledged  her  surprise  at  the 
information, ■"■'^'■■:- ■■'■■': ..;:  ;:"■''^;v'^•■■  •r-^'^'  ^  v--'" 

"You  know  also,"  put  in  Mr.  Harmon 
suddenly,  turning  from.  Mr.  Greer,  "that  our 
boy  returns  today.  We  are  waiting  for  him 
now.    He  has  proven  himself  a  m.an." 

"He'll  be  so  glad  to  see  you  too,"  observed 
Mr.  Greer.  "I'll  warrant  he's  had  some  inter- 
esting expeiiences  that  will  interest  us  all." 

The  little  party  continued  in  their  happy 
conversation  for  nearly  a  half-hour.  In  fact, 
they  have  becom.e  so  intim.ate  and  wrapped 
up  in  their  conversation  they  had  m.om.entarily 
forgotten  the  com.ing  of  Walter. 

Suddenly  a  sm.othered  hiss  was  heard  in  the 
hall.  All  became  silent  sim.ultaneously.  They 
looked  toward  the  door  and  at  that  m.oment 
Walter  entered  closely  followed  by  Dowd. 
"Mother!  Mother!"  exclaim.ed  Walter  as 
Mrs.  Harm.on  rested  her  gray  head  on  his 
shoulder.  He  kissed  her  wrinkled  brow  and 
even  sm.iled  into  her  weeping  eyes. 

"My  son!"  sighed  the  m.other.  "My  boy! 
My  boy!    Home  again!    My  darling!" 

Mr.  Harm.on  was  anxiously  waiting  for  an 
opportunity  of  enjoying  some  of  the  happiness 
that  his  wife  was  monopolizing.  He  seized  the 
hand  of  his  son,  pressed  it  devotedly  and  in  a 
low  tone  whispered,  "Our  boy!  God  bless  him! 
Welcome,  son!    'U'elcom.e!" 

Of  course,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Greer  in  their  turn 
paid  their  respects  to  Walter.  Dowd  was  cordi- 
ally received  by  all  present. 

"How's   things   in   the  West   look,   Dowd?" 


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21 


asked    Mr.    Harmon    when    Walter    Had    been 
captured  by  his  eager  friends.    "How's  the  boy 

"Everything  fine,"  returned  Dowd,  "and 
as  for  the  boy — ^wait  and  see!  He's  not  saying 
all  he  knows.  Mark  n^.e  on  that!  I'll  talk 
with  you  later— after  he's  finished  today." 

"That's  m.ore  to  me  than  gold,"  adm.itted 
Mr.  Harmon. 

"Well,    there's  plenty  of  gold — out   there," 
inform.ed    Dowd,    "but    there's    m,ore    copper. 
I  sent  all  papers  to  the  office  with  my  bag^ 
For    the    present    you're    a    ro.illionaire    m.any 
times. ''.:>v;S--C\::/v:-V::\v^:'i>;;-.Vrv;;,,::^  ^■;- r-^^ 

"And  you're  one  too,"  returned  Harmon, 
"but  of  that  likewise  later." 

Both  laughed  and  returned  to  the  welcoming 
group.  After  a  few  m.om.ents  had  passed, 
Walter  who  had  been  anxious  to  propose  a 
question  that  was  foremost  in  his  thoughts 
asked  Mr.  Creer  if  he  knew  where  Alice  had 
gone.  Both  Mr.  Greer  and  his  wife  confessed 
their  ignorance  as  to  their  daughter's  where- 
abouts. Mrs.  Greer  again  narrated  the  informa- 
tion concerning  the  strange  letter  from.  Miss 
Kearns. 

"No,  there's  nothing  that  grieves  m.e  m.ore," 
said  Mr.  Greer  as  he  gravely  shook  his  head 
in  a  negative  gesture,  "than  the  fact  that 
Alice  is  lost.  I  would  gladly  take  her  back— 
and  her  husband  too — for  I  know  I  m.ade  a 
serious  blunder  in  expelling  her." 

This  pleased  Walter  beyond  m.easure. 

"That  sounds  good  to  m.e,"  observed  young 
Harm.on  with  a  sm,ile.  "You  would  be  pleased 
to  hear  from,  her  then?" 

"Pleased!"  gasped  Mr.  Greer,  "delighted, 
my  boy,  delighted!    Delighted!" 

"Would  you  believe  m,e  if  I  told  you  I  was 
with  her  for  som.e  tim.e  during  m.y  absence?" 

"You  were?"  chorused  the  group. 

"You  don't  mean  it!"  ejaculated  Mr.  Greer. 

"Tell  me,  where  is  she?"  pleaded  Mrs.  Greer. 
"We'll  find  her  at  once.    Is  she  out  West?" 

"No,"  confessed  Walter,  "she's  not  out 
West  now,  she  left  there." 

"Ladies  and  gentlemen,  please  excuse  me  a 
moment,"  requested  Dowd.  "I  must  use  the 
wire."  He  gave  Walter  a  quick,  smiling  wink 
and  left  the  room. 


"Where  is  she  then?"  persisted  her  m.othen 
"Was  she  happy?  How  does  her  husband 
'.treat  her?'''^,  ^":^■■:'^■^,'^■■:\ '"■-'■■■-;■' ■^.■:v' 

''Mrs.  Greer,"  answered  Walter,  "I'll  not 
break  your  heart  by  describing  the  sorrowful 
condition  of  your  daughter.  She  was  sorely 
in  need  of  help;  she  regretted,  yea,  she  repented 
from,  her  heart,  the  foolishness  of  her  past  life. 
She  begged  of  m.e  to  assure  you  that  she  will 
gladly  return  if  you  will  forgive  heir  wayward- 
ness.'''■■:'-' ■;^Vv'-'v-'  :'■■■'-■■■::  ^  .'.■:•■,■''■  .'^■' ■:!':■■■  >■'■■'' 

"Forgive  her!"  exclaim.ed  Mr^  Greer, 
"there's  nothing  to  forgive.  Man,  where  is  she? 
Tell  her  to  com.e  at  once  if  that's  all  she  wants 
is  forgiveness.  She  can  have  a  world  of  it — • 
from  me." 

Mr.  Harm.on  and  his  wife  had  listened  with 
undisturbed  attention.  The  nobler  qualities 
of  their  boy  were  em.phasizing  them.selves  m.ore 
and  more  each  day.  Their  aged  hearts  were 
throbbing  slowly  but  with  m.ore  contentm.ent,- — 
for  age  has  no  joy  more  native  than  the  knowl- 
edge of  an  honorable  oiTspring. 

"If  that  is  your  honest  attitude,"  exclaim.ed 
Walter,  "I'll  bring  your  daughter  back  to  you. 
Ahem.!    Ahem.!    Ahem.!" 

Alice  entered  followed  by  Dowd.  Mrs.  Wells 
was  garbed  in  black.  Her  tall  stately  figure  had 
lost  m.uch.  of  its  charm,  and  grace;  a  hea\y 
black  veil  was  thrown  back  over  her  hat.  Her 
eyes  were  tearful,  her  cheeks  pale,  and  lips 
trem.bling. 

"My  dear  child,"  cried  Mrs.  Greer  as  she 
moved  to  em.brace  her  daughter,  but  Alice  had 
fallen  on  her  knees.  She  buried  her  face  in  her 
black  hem.m.ed  handkerchief  and  wept  bitterly. 

"Dearest  Mother,  can  you  forgive  m.e  for 
m.y  errors?"  sobbed  the  heartbroken  girl. 

Mr.  Greer  did  not  wait  to  reason.  He  raised 
the  prostrate  form,  of  his  child  and  pressed 
her  to  his  bosom..  "Here  you  may  stay  for- 
ever— my  own,"  he  whispered.  "Don't  cry 
like  that  Alice.  There's  no  one  more  ready  to 
welcom.e  you  than  your  m.other  and  myself. 
Let  me  see  you  sm.ile  again." 

Alice  could  not  obey.  She  rested  for  a  m.om.ent 
on  her  father's  breast.  Then  raised  her  eyes 
and  saw  him  tenderly  watching  for  her  smile. 
A  m.oment  of  silence.  Joy  and  sorrow  were 
contending  for  Alice's  heart. 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


"Why  are  you  in  black,  my  dear,"  asked 
Mrs.  Greer  desiring  to  divert  her  daughter's 
mind  from  her  embarrassing  situation. 

"Where  is  Wells?"  inquired  her  father.;:; 

"He's  dead,"  replied  Alice  softly  and  slowly. 
"He's  gone  forever— to  heaven — I  hope,"    ;;;  ''; 

"Dead!"  gasped  her  mother.  ;:; 

"Yes.  Oh,  I  can  see  him.  there,"  cried  Alice 
pointing  to  an  imaginary  pending  corpse. 
"He  would  not  look  at  m.e  in  life  but  he  looked 
hard  at  me  when  he  was  dead." 

Here  Alice  rehearsed  the  cruel  treatment 
that  Wells  had  inflicted  on  her.  His  attitude 
in  New  York,  the  circum.stances  of  her  trip 
across  the  country,  his  unkindness  toward  her 
in  the  West,  his  last  m.om.ents  before  his  death. 

"Oh,  he  rushed  in,"  exclaimed  Alice  wringing 
her  hands  and  trem,bling,  "he  rushed  in  and 
besought  me  to  help.  I  thought  he  m.eant 
from  som.e  human  creature  who  had  com.e  to 
take  him  from me,  but  alas,  I  m.isunderstood 
him — it  was  an  unseen  passion.  I  m.ight  have 
saved  him  from  him.self  had  I  stayed,  but  when 
he  needed  me  most  I  fled  from  him.  I  was  a 
coward,  a  coward!  No,  I  never  understood  him 
in  anything " 

The  young  widow  wept  bitterly.  Every 
heart  was  m.oved  to  pity.  Mrs.  Harmon's 
eyes  were  tearful.  ' 

"My  dear  child,"  whispered  her  father, 
"all  your  sufi'erings  are  due  to  m.y  unkindness. 
We'll  try  to  forget  the  past  and  make  the  future 
more  happy." 

"You  m.ust  take  off  your  m.ourning  at  once," 
proposed  Mrs.  Greer. 

"No,  I  can't,  Mother,"  sobbed  Alice.  "I 
should  be  a  traitor  to  the  love  that  urged  me  to 
marry  him — there's  no  cure  for  me,  Mother, 
but  time  and  patience.  I  must  wait  until  I  am. 
comforted  by  reconciliation."  i     v 

Walter  was  m.ore  attracted  by  these  words  of 
faithfulness  than  by  any  fascination  that  Alice 
had  portrayed  to  charm,  him.  He  could  suppress 
emotions  of  admiration  for  the  courageous 
soul  suffering  of  others — he  was  content  to 
silently  contemplate  the  nobleness  of  the 
character  that  would  remain  true  to  one  whose 
name  had  merited  universal  condemnation, 
but  this  latent  spirit  of  exoneration  that  was 
com.ing   to    light   under   the   influence   of   solid 


affection  filled  his  heart  with  respect  for  the 
women. 

"Alice,"  he  ejaculated,  "I'll  not  call  you 
Mrs.  WellvS — while  you  consider  these  things 
of  the  past  your  are  injuring  your  health. 
'Let  the  past  bury  the  past'.  You  m.ust  for- 
get the  whole  affair  and  hope  for  better  things 
that  are  to  come." 

The  young  woman  wais  deeply  impressed  by 
the  emphatic  attitude  of  Harmon.  The  appella- 
tion of  Alice  sounded  in  her  soul.  "He  has 
forgiven  m.e,"  she  thought.  She  smiled  and 
answered  him,"  I'll  obey  you,  Mr.  Harmon." 

"Now  you're  talking  sense,"  observed  Mr. 
Green../:  ■:■■/■■.,  -.r.' 

"But  talking  sense  won't  keep  usalive,"  com- 
plained the  senior  Mr.  Harm.on.  "There's 
m.ore  in  life  than  weeping  and  talk— we  m.ust 
eat  also." 

This  had  its  anticipated  effect  of  bringing 
a  smile  from,  all  including  Alice.  At  that  m.om.ent 
the  silver  ring  of  a  bell  complied  with  Mr. 
Harmon's  wishes.  ; 

"Dinner,"  smiled  Mrs.  Harm.on.  The  party 
repaired  to  the  dining  room.  Walter  approached 
Alice  and  m.otioned  for  her  to  remain  with  him 
until  all  had  left  the  room..    She  obeyed. 

"My  dear  girl,"  whispered  Walter,  after  all 
had  departed.  "  I  know  your  heart  is  broken — • 
half  is  in  a  silent  grave  many  m.iles  from  here 
and  only  half  is  within  your  breast,  but  struggle 
on  against  these  odds  of  life.  As  soon  as  you 
are  well  and  I  am.  prepared  I  will  give  you  my 
heart  with  which  to  m.end  your  broken  one 
and  then  we  both  can  live  upon  the  love  that 
unites  them.    Come  to  dinner!" 

The  wom.an  blushed,  wiped  a  tear  from  her 
eyes,  looked  at  Harmon  and  sm.iledi 

"May  God  bless  Walter  and  forgive  me  my 
unfaithfulness  to  you."  Harmon  took  his 
lady  by  the  arm  and  conducted  her  to  the 
dining  room  where  the  party  were  awaiting 
the  arrival  of  Alice  and  Walter. 

Chapter  XIII 
Tim.e  writes  no  wrinkles  on  the  brow  of  youth. 
The  frivolous,  haughty  and  vsordid  m.en  and 
wom.en  of  this  world  m.ust  pass  through  the 
hard,  humiliating,  honorable  experiences  of 
life  in  order  to  appreciate  the  really  true  and 


THE  VILLANOVAN  25 

beautiful   traits  of  human  nature.     The  inci-  and   haughty  woman.     He   recognized   in   her 

dents  of  childhood  and  youth  are  too  numerous  som.e  noble   qualities  of  nature   that  only  re- 

for    recollection.      Every    thought    and    word  fined  souls  can  portray.     She  had  indeed  lost 

and  deed  leaves  its  indelible  trace  on  our  char-  the  dazzling  charm  that  merited  the  wonder 

acter  and  ere  the  day  of  self-exam.ination  dawns  of    the  ballroom  but  in  its  stead  she  had  ac- 

we  find  ourselves  bewitched  by  the  fascinating  quired   a    serious,    though    truly    happy    spirit 

bubbles  of  emptiness — they  burst  and  leave  us  of    devotion.      Gentle,    sweet    and    charitable 
sad  and  disappointed  on  the  barren  shore  of  —-unmoved  by  the  glare  of  worldly  entertain- 

age.   ^^^^^^^^^^^^'^^^^^^^^^^;^^^^^^^   V?:  ;     >   '                 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  m^                                 the  rest  and  quiet  of  a 

The  great  powers  of  eternity— truth,  justice,  peaceful  home, 
and  righteousness^rem.ain  for  ever,  although  Of  course,  young  Harmon  was  sufficiently 
the  human  kind  m.ay  strive  to  use  these  attri-  prudent  to  understand  the  authority  of  their 
butes  of  heaven's  King  for  their  own  vile  and  parents  and  accordingly  he  waited  an  oppor- 
sinful  purpose,  yet  this  "trinity  of  right"  shall  tunity  of  proposing  the  question  to  the  old 
ever  stand  united  against  the  traitor  to  their  folks  on  one  of  their  usual  visits.  He  had  little 
Lord.  Tim.e  still  traces  its  course  under  the  difficulty  in  obtaining  the  consent  of  Mr. 
tender  eye  of  heaven  and  m.an  still  thrives  Greer  and  his  father  for  the  old  folks  well 
to  render  honor  to  this  "trinity  of  right".  As  understood  their  children  were  worthy  of  one 
days  and  months  and  years  amass  the  deeds  another.^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^/^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^-^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^;  .  ;  : 
of  m.an  accumulate.  Life  dies  and  death  en-  One  afternoon  Walter  visiteid  Alice  and  pro- 
genders  life  and  so  each  one  of  us  m.ust  pass  posed  the  question.  Of  course,  the  ordinary 
through  this  tearful  hall  of  time  that  issues  course  of  teasing,  coaxing,  laughing  and  tender 
us  into  the  chamber  of  eternity.  expressions  of  endearm.ent  resulted  in  the  mutual 

Five  years  had  passed  since  Wells'  death,  acceptance.  Alice  agreed  to  marry  Walter 
Cool,  crumbling,  and  decayed,  his  silent,  who  assured  her  of  parental  sanction, 
breathless  form  lies— slowly  return  the  full  of  The  young  couple  had  already  entered  on 
most  of  "earth's  demands".  Mrs.  Greer  had  the  fourth  year  of  their  happy  wedlock.  Heaven 
long  since  folded  her  earthly  eyes  in  quiet,  had  blessed  their  union  with  a  little  girl  now 
peaceful  slumber  of  death.  Her  heartbroken  two  years  old.  Her  nam.e  was  Alice  and  the 
husband,  although  he  knew  two  years  had  angelic  brightness  of  her  innocent  days  en- 
flown  away  since  he  saw  her  placed  in  the  grave,  tranced  her  father  who  thanked  God  for  en- 
still  m.ourned  her  early  summons  to  the  country  trusting  him  with  a  Celestial  messenger  for  His 
of  truth  and  justice  and  righteousness.                :  eternal  abode. 

Mr.  Harmon  had  permanently  retired  from  Shortly  after  the  marriage  Mr.  Harmon 
Wall  Street.  He  had  entrusted  his  interests  had  erected  a  large  house  in  New  Rochelle 
in  the  firm  to  Walter  whose  remarkable  ability  which  he  had  presented  to  "his  children" 
proved  worthy  of  the  confidence.  Mr.  Dowd  as  he  called  them.  It  was  here  that  old  Mr. 
had  become  a  member  of  the  firm  and  in  Walter's  Greer,  who  was  fast  losing  his  grip  on  life,, 
estimation  stood  first  in  importance.  Of  course,  had  retired  in  the  company  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
the  Montana  proposition  had  greatly  enhanced  Harmon  who  had  determined  to  stay  as  "per- 
the  reputation  of  the  concern  and  accordingly,  manent  guest"  of  her  daughter-in-law. 
greater,  and  more  lucrative  problems  of  finance  There  was  not  a  happier  man  in  the  state- 
were  presented  to  them,  than  Walter.  Each  night  as  he  stepped  from 
,  Walter  had  been  rather  pleasant  to  Alice  his  car  and  approached  his  home  he  was  greeted 
during  the  first  year  following  the  death  of  by  a  tender  mother  and  devoted  wife  and  as 
Wells.  After  a  twelfth  month  had  passed  he  the  days  went  on  even  little  Alice  had  pro- 
determined  to  propose  the  question  of  mar-  claimed  her  right  to  som.e  part  of  the  reception 
riage.  He  could  not  help  but  observe  the  of  her  father.  Wall  Street  flourished  but  under 
marvellous  influence  for  the  better  that  tribu-  the  united  supervision  of  Dowd  and  Walter 
lation  had  wrought  in   the  one-time  frivolous  the  firm  had  led  the  van  to  successful  issues. 


2Jl 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


One  night  Walter  was  later  than  usual 
on  his  arrival  home.  His  anxious  mother  and 
worried  wife  patiently  watched  the  road  but 
there  was  no  sign  of  Walter  to  be  seen. 

Mr.  Harmon,  who  insisted  on  regular  meals, 
accordingly  requested  the  wom.en"to  com.e  in" 
and  to  be  cool.  His  wife  and  Alice  obeyed  him. 
While  the  party  were  enjoying  their  evening 
m.eal  they  heard  som.e  strange  voices  outside 
the  windows.  All  listened.  Soon  a  "Hush! 
Hush!"  was  followed  by  silence.  At  that 
m.oment  Walter  entered.  He  smiled  and  was 
apparently  unheedful  of  his  tardiness.  His 
wile  and  m.other  kissed  him.  a  welcome  while 
his  little  girl  clapped  her  baby  hands  to  attract 
his  attention. 

"Late;"  observed  his  father. 

"Anything  wrong?"  asked  Mr.  Greer.  "Are 
you  we.l.'^ 

"Fine!  Ne\er  better!"  acknowledged  Walter. 
"I  was  deUued  attending  to  some  business." 
He  sm,iled  and  gave  a  quick" glance  at  his  wife 
but  she  was  preparing  to  serve  her  husband's 
dinner.  The  meal  went  on,  a  general  pleasant 
conversation  assisted  digestion  and  aftei  all 
were  sufficiently  replenished  they  arose. 

For  some  strange  reason, Wal^r  was  e.idently 
a  little  nervous.  Several  tim.es  during  the 
evening  he  had  asked  to  be  excused  and  had 
traced  his  way  to  the  kitchen.  In  fact,  Mr. 
Harm.on  was  under  the  im.pression  that  he  had 
heard  strange  voices  in  the  pantry,  but  he 
thought  it  more  prudent  to  conceal  what  might 
be  only  imaginary. 

The  party  were  engaged  in  a  cozy  sitting 
room.  talk.  The  old  men  were  wrapped  in  a  gam.e 
of  chess.  Mrs.  Harm.on  sat  knitting  a  garment 
»  for  her  grandchild  while  Alice  was  close  to  her 
side  noting  the  headlines  of  the  evening  publica- 
tion. Walter  had  left  the  rom  and  had  been 
gone  several  m.om.ents.  Mrs.  Harm.on,  in  her 
anxiety,  was  about  to  seek  the  cause  of  her 
son's  strange  actions  when  suddenly  the  heavy 
portiere  curtain  was  drawn  aside  by  an  unseen 
hand  and  Walter  appeared  accom.panied  by 
every  member  of  the  office. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Harmon  arose  and  expressed 
their  utter  surprise.  Alice  did  not  understand 
this  strange  visit  of  her  husband's  business 
companions.      She     welcomed    each    however, 


warmly,  and  with  queenly  reserve. 

The  merry  gathering  had  already  enjoyed  an 
hour  when  a  bell  vsounded.  The  women  looked 
at  one  another— "What's  that  for?"  asked 
Mrs.  Harmon  of  Alice.  ^^■^^'^^^^^^^^^^V^-:;^^v■^^  ■  "  V  -■    ■ 

"For  you  and  Dad  and  Alice  and  Mr.  Greer 
to  come  to  the  room  where  it  sounded,"  an- 
swered Walter,  as  he  bowed  to  each  in  their 
respective  turn.  "And  all  hands  lead  the  way," 
laughed  Mr.  Harmon. 

Mrs.  Harm.on  looked  susppicioiisly  at  her  hus- 
band. Alice  glanced,  with  the  same  attitude, 
■toward  Walter.^  v- :  '(:''-:^'::-'':w'^\ i' ■ 

No  sooner  said  than  done.  The  party  re- 
paired to  the  dining  room.  There  they  found  a 
"solem.n  supper".  Every  species  of  •  viands 
and  delicacies  invited  them.  A  merry  feast 
ensued  during  the  course  of  which  many  a 
jolly  and  m.irthful  laugh  went  round. 

Mr.  Harm.on  occupied  the  "first  place" 
at  the  table,  on  his  right  sat  his  wife,  next  to 
Mr.  Greer;  Walter  sat  between  his  father  and 
Alice.     - ■-■.;■  ::■■■■■:■ -^  ■(--k.::'-::^'  i-.-  :■  ■:\-V>':'yr'':''-'y: 

The  whole  affair  was  beyond  the  expectation 
of  the  old  folks.  Suddenly,  Mrs.  Harm.on 
bethought  herself.  "My  dear,"  she  whispered 
to  her  husband,  "today  is  the  fifth  anniversary 
of  Walter's  m.arriage  to  Alice.  To  think  it 
never  occurred  to  m.e  until  now." 

This  recollection  explains  the  occasion  of  the 
feast — at  least  sufficiently  to  satisfy  Mr.  Har- 
m.on's  curiosity — for  he  confessed  he  was  m.ore 
concerned  with  the  m.atter  at  hand  than  the 
reason  for  its  presence.  The  feast  went  on 
until  all  were  rationally  satiated.  Several 
m.en  at  the  request  of  Mr.  Dowd  had  arisen 
and  expressed  words  of  congratulation  and 
felicitation  to  Walter  and  his  wife.  At  last 
Walter  him.self  was  called  upon.  As  he  arose 
Dowd  apologized  and  left  the  room.. 

Young  Harm.on  thanked  all  present  for  their 
attendance  and  kind  wishes.  In  the  nam.e  of 
his  wife  he  extended  sincere  gratitude  to  all  who 
strove  to  establish  the  firm  on  financially  solid 
attendance  and  kind  wishes.  In  the  name  of 
his  wife  he  extended  sincere  gratitude  to  all  who 
strove  to  establish  the  firm  on  financially  solid 
basis.  Finally  he  turned  to  his  wife,  "My 
dear,"  he  said,  "some  years  ago  I  deprived 
you  of  a  piece  of  jewelry  without  your  consent. 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


25 


Five  years  ago  tonight  you  gave  me  your  precious 
hand  and  heart  and  since  then  your  devotion 
and  love  have  never  waned.  I  love  your  genuine, 
beautiful  character;  I  return  you  love  for 
love.  I  can  speak  my  thoughts,  my  actions 
are  meaningless — at  least  to  me.  To  prove 
tha:t  I  would  tell  what  my  heart  conceals  if 
nature  had  endowed  my  tongue  I  ask  you  to 
accept  this  slight  token  of  my  love." 

Dowd  stepped  up  behind  the  speaker  and 
placed  a  plush  box  in  his  hand.  Walter  bowed 
and  handed  it  to  Alice.  A  great  hush  fail 
upon  the  table.  Alice  blushed,  her  eyes  filled 
with  tears,  she  tried  to  speak  but  words  had 
fled  her.  She  gently  pressed  a  silver  cap  and 
the  cover  sprang  open  with  m.arvellous  alacrity 
and  at  that  m.om.ent  every  eye  in  the  roorai  fell 
on  a  sparkling  neck' ace  of  diam.onds.  Alice 
stared  at  their  lustre.  Their  brightness  dazzled 
her.  She  raised  her  eyes  slowly  to  m.eet  the 
smile  of  her  husband  and  was  about  to  attempt 
som.e  word  of  gratitude  when  Mr.  Harm.on's 
indifferent  "Pretty  fair"  interrupted  her.  She 
closed  the  box  and  sat  with  drooped  eyes. 
There  are  tim.es  in  our  lives  when  even  hum.an 
kindness  can  engender  vsuch  intense  joy  that  the 
heart  doubts  whether  or  not  som.e  celestial 
happiness  has  enveloped  it.  When  all  the 
pains  and  griefs  and  sorrows  of  our  lives  fade 
before  the  unblemished  sun  of  bliss  and  the 
soul  basks  supinely  in  its  beneficent  brilliancy; 
when  words  fail  us;  when  even  thoughts  are 
halted  and  m.inds  seem,  to  rest  in  the  untold 
pleasure  of  heavenly  contentm.ent,  such  was 
the  joy  that  flooded  the  soul  of  Alice.  She  felt 
her  weakness  and  her  inability  to  arise  and  say 
one  word  of  gratitude  and  the  ever-present 
consciousness  of  her  past  faults  enhanced  the 
realization  of  her  helplessness. 

Walter  noticed  the  strain  under  which  his 
wife  was  struggling  and  im,m.ediately  he  pro- 
ceeded. "Gentlemen,"  he  continued,  as  Mr. 
Dowd  sat  down  again,  "you  are  all  witnesses  of 
our  firm's  progress.  The  m.an  to  whom  we  are 
undoubtedly  indebted  for  our  success  is  Mr. 
Dowd,  and  hence  in  consideration  of  his  kind- 
ness to  my  parents,  my  wife  and  myself,  I  would 
ask  him  to  accept  this  as  a  token  of  our  appre- 
ciation." Walter  produced  a  small  box  fromi  his 
pocket  and  handed  it  to  Dowd.    The  recipient 


had  sm.iled  at  Alice's  embarrassment  and  Mr. 
Harmon  had  noticed  it  and  hence  the  retired 
financier  took  extreme  pleasure  in  em.phasizing 
the' occasion. ■'!--: 7- v--.v-^:'  ::':-'':\'7^s-:' ■ 

"Laugh  at  a  woman  for  blushin'  will  you 
Dowd?  Deserve  all  you  get!"  exclaim.ed  Mr. 
Harmon  with  evident  m.irth.  "The  boy  knew 
more  than  he  told  y 011,  didn't  he?  That's  one 
on  you." 

Everybody  sided  with  the  speaker;  particu- 
larly Alice,  who  took  refuge  in  the  hope  of 
converging  all  attention  to  her  husband's 
friend.   ,  r' '■>■:■■  ■'^'■■^. 

Mr.  Dowd  blushed,  arose,  looked  at  the  box, 
opened  it.  A  gold  watch  m.et  his  exam.ination, 
"Great  guns!"  he  exclaim.ed.  He  looked  at 
his  former  em.ployer  than  at  Mrs.  Harm.on. 
His  eyes  were  flashing  with  joy. 

"Gentlemen,  I'm.  speechless,"  he  shouted. 
This  occasioned  a  hearty  laugh. 

"You  don't  mtean  it!"  observed  Harm.on 
dem.urely. 

"I  do,"  insisted  Dowd.  "I  m.ean  I  don't 
know  what  to  say." 

Mrs.  Harmon  again  took  the  van  for  a  joy- 
ful laugh. 

"Well  don't  say  it  then,"  suggested  Harm.on. 

"But  I  m.ust." 

"Well  do  it."  ::;-■■-■■■: 

"But  I  can't."  Dowd  looked  at  Walter, 
rather  em.barrassed.  "Gent'em.en!"  he  ex- 
claimed. ",;■:■:■'.  ^^ 

"Present,"  added  Harm.on. 

"Mr.  Harm.on!    Mr.  Harm.on!" 

"Present,"  repeated  the  retired  financier 
urging  the  table  on  to  a  laugh. 

"Has  always  been  confiding — to — with  m.e — - 
every  day — of  his— a — life.  But — as  I  heard — 
Mr.  Harm.on — said  of  Mr.  Harmon — that — he 
was — always — a — a — deceiving  him."       -    : 

"What!"  shouted  one  of  the  guests.  "You 
are  surely  mistaken." 

"Maybe  I  am.,"  confessed  Dowd  bewildered. 
"But  what  I  m.ean  is  this:  Mr.  Harm.on  has 
confided  to  m.e  every  plan  and  secret  of  his 
life,  at  least  I  thought  he  had — but  this  proves 
I  was  mistaken.  I  gratefully  accept  this — a — a — 
beautiful  watch — and  I — wish  to — to  say  I  am 
— a — a — grateful!    Ahem!" 

The  speaker  cleared  his  throat  and  resumed 


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his  seat.  Nothing  had  pleased  old  Mr.  Harmon 
m-ore  than  to  witness  the  extrem.e  pleasure 
of  his  former  secretary.  In  fact  Dowd  was  so 
surprised  and  delighted  that  he  was  lost  for 
words.  Walter  measured  him.  with  a  glance 
several  tim.es  during  the  evening  but  Dowd 
rem.ained  unconscious  of  the  fact  that  every 
heart  present  had  been  m.oved  by  the  sincerity 
of  his  appreciation.;  ■■ 

It  was  close  to  midnight  when  the  visitors 
dispersed.  Alice  had  received  congratulations 
on  all  sides.  Indeed  Walter  had  increased  her 
debt  of  love  a  hundred  fold  by  his  actions 
of  this  evening.  His  m.other  had  secretly 
assured  him.  of  her  satisfaction  and  rejoiced 
with  Alice  in  contemplation  of  the  jewels. 
Mr.  Harm.on  was  concerned  m.ore  at  Dowd's 
state  of  nervousness  than  anything  else.  He 
tantalized  the  form.er  secretary  by  words  of 
sport  and  jocose  ridicule. 

As  the  autos  m.oved  away  from  the  mansion 
the  host  and  his  family  returned  to  the  quiet- 
ness of  their  hom.e.  A  few  complim.entary 
words  of  observation  and  the  features  of  the 
dinner  prefaced  a  "m.otion"  to  retire. 

"My  dear  chi'dren,"  said  Mr.  Harm.on 
as  he  and  his  beloved  wife  were  about  to  depart, 
"the  happiness  that  your  noble  actions  have 
wrought  in  m.y  soul  must  rem.ain  there.  I 
cannot  speak  it  to  others — it's  all  mine — it's 
all  ours,  rather — for  >our  mother  knows  every 
whisper  of  m.y  heart.  Walter,  you  are  indeed  a 
trusted  thief.  You  have  stolen  your  mother's 
heart  and  mine — preserve  them  in  love;  and 
you,  my  dear  girl,  have  stolen  our  son's  heart — 
preserve  both  his  and  ours  in  your  affection. 
God  bless  you  both." 

The  old  folks  departed.  Walter  rem.ained 
silent,  his  eyes  were  cast  down.  He  was  holding 
Alice  by  the  hand.  He  glanced  into  her  face, 
she  was  weeping — a  1/ow  sob  told  him  of  joy 
that  had  flooded  her  soul. 


"Alice,"  he  whispered  as  he  em.braced  her, 
"are  you  really  happy  tonight?" 

"Yes,"  admitted  the  woman  softly.  T^ 

"Why  then  these  tears?" 

"Walter,  you  have  been  more  than  husband 
to  me.  More  than  a  brother.  More  than  all 
the  world.  What  you  have  given  m.e  tonight 
I  can  never  deserve!  Would  that  I  could  turn 
my  tears  to  diamonds  of  love.  L  would  then 
rejoice  for  I  have  cause  to  shed  abundant 
tears  of  sorrow  and  of  joy  and  of  affection! 
I  could  not  speak  tonight  nor  can  I  say  what  I 
should  even  now,  but  I  know  you  understand 
m.y  weakness  and  my  longing  to  thank  you." 
She  rested  her  head  on  his  shoulder  and  Walter 
laughed  long  and  hearty. 

"There,  then,"  he  comforted,  "you  needn't 
tell  me  you  are  grateful,  dear!  I  am  m.ore  than 
paid  in  knowing  you  are  happy.  To  m.e  there 
is  no  m.ore  joyful  thing  in  life  than  the  blessing 
of  a  devoted  woman.  You  have  deserved  more 
than  I  could  bestow.  I'd  wager  all  I  own  on 
you  and  trust  to  God  to  grant  you  what  I 
could  not  give."  They  kissed,  pressing  and 
fervent.  '^^^';-;--t  ■■'■■;;■".  f •:,■■;■-;'■  '■l■v:^■■:''^  r  ■■■■':. ''/i:yy'^ 

'Twas  indeed  a  Christian  scene  that  sealed 
the  years  of  love  that  followed.  Wealth,  promi- 
nence, and  beauty  were  enabled  to  establish 
this  home  of  affection.  The  pride  and  haughti- 
ness of  the  woman  yielded  to  humility  and 
repentance;  the  waywardness  and  weakness 
of  the  man  assumed  the  armor  of  self-control 
and  moral  strength,  and  the  union  of  the  humble 
and  strong  gave  love  that  made  two  mortals — 
one.  The  "great  divide"  that  separates  the 
man  and  wife  has  naught  but  perdition  for  its 
end.  The  world,  the  snares  of  Satan,  and  the 
heart  itvself  may  strive  to  destroy  the  inseparable 
but  the  sound  Christian  principles  of  mutual 
faith,  love  and  devotion  can  tolerate  no  "poi- 
sonous steel  of  sin"  to  sever  that  which  binds 

for  ever.  ■-;'■"-::; 

THE  END. 


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Joy  in  Sorrow 

By  John  F.  O'Brien 


There  is  no  heart  that  ne'er  has  grieved; 

There  is  no  soul  that  feels  no  pain; 
There  is  no  breast  that  has  not  heaved 

The  anguish  of  the  mind's  constrain. 

Let  man,  vain  man!   with  eager  quest 
Search  any  spot  where  mortals  dwell, 

And  he  will  find  in  every  breast 
The  heart  is  Sorrow's  citadel. 

This  the  World  Conqueror's  wisdom  knew, 
When,  forced  to  yield  his  vital  breath. 

He  bade  his  mother  alms  bestrew 

On  all  who  knew  nor  grief  nor  death. 

Back  to  the  Queen  the  heralds  came : 
None  found  they  answering  her  request; 

From  lowly  serf  to  lord  and  dame, 
All,  all  had  tasted  Woe's  repast. 

To  suffer  is  the  lot  of  all,— 

Bear  up,  ye  humble!    Bow,  ye  proud! 
Though  nights  be  without  starry  pall. 

There  is  no  day  without  a  cloud. 

O  hearts!   that,  rent  by  sorrows  keen. 
Must  every  tear  ye  shed  conceal! 

Your  pangs,  your  griefs,  by  man  unseen, 
Still  to  the  throne  of  God  appeal. 


Our  way  of  life  is  grown  with  thorn, 

Its  dewy  roses  are  bowed  low; 
Mixt  clouds  and  sunbeams  bring  the  morn, 

As  rose  and  thorn  blend  bliss  and  woe. 

All  flesh  has  fallen  slave  to  Pain, 
And  to  his  scepter  tribute  pays; 

But  grace  and  love  recall  again 
The  joy  and  peace  of  other  days. 

Time  writes  with  iron  hand  the  deeds 
Of  man — his  griefs  and  pain  and  woe; 

But  in  his  course  he  scatters  seeds 
Of  hope,  that  ever  thrive  and  grow. 

The  rarest  buds  in  Nature's  sway 

Spring  from  the  blackest  soil  beneath; 

These — Beauty's  charms! — in  bright  array 
Are  gathered  for  the  bridal  wreath. 

Let  not,  then,  sorrow  hold  thee  bound. 
Let  not  the  weight  of  grief  prevail, 

Let  not  the  thought  of  death  resound 
It  woeful,  melancholy  wail. 

Spring  follows  winter,  day  the  night: 
Each  grief  a  gladsome  offspring  bears. 

Rejoice!   thy  darkness  bursts  to  light, 
For  God  transforms  thy  woes  and  cares. 


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An  Old-fashioned  Remedy 


IX  AN  article  appearing  recently  in  a  trades- 
journal  of  national  repute,  it  was  remarked 
that  the  only  thing  for  which  a  substitute 
would  never  be  found  was  Work.  Work,  con- 
structive work,  whether  it  be  the  m.ental  efforts 
of  the  professional  man  or  the  physical  toil  of 
the  laborer  is  a  necessity,  and  just  as  necessary 
for  the  welfare  of  society  as  it  is  for  the  in- 
dividual. If  any  of  the  component  parts  of 
our  organisms,  the  heart,  the  lungs,  the  various 
glands,  our  different  delicately  adjusted  sys- 
tems, were  to  cease,  even  for  a  very  short 
interval,  to  function  in  the  harm.onious  and 
constructive  manner  for  which  they  are  or- 
dained,   our    bodies    would    inevitably    perish. 


Is  there  not  an  analogy  here  between  the 
individual  and  the  corporate  society,  the  nation 
if  5''ou  will,  of  which  the  individuals  are  the 
component  parts?  And  if  the  individual  mem- 
bers of  this  society  cease  to  function,  to  work 
constructively,  even  in  a  small  and  indirect 
way,  in  the  building  up  the  defense  and  the 
prosperity  of  the  aggregate  society,  that  society 
is  bound  to  perish,  just  as  surely  as  the  diseased 
organism.  And  when  an  individual,  or  a  group 
of  individuals,  neglect  or  abuse  the  good  of  the 
common  society,  for  selfish  interests,  they  are 
working  destructively,  and  are  bringing  ruin 
and  m.isery  to  the  whole  .society,  just  as  surely 
as  would  be   the  case   in   the  hum.an   body   if 


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each'  part  would  strive  to  forget  and  neglect  the 
other. 

Constructive  work,  an  unselfish  effort  on  the 
part  of  every  one  to  strive  for  the  well-being 
of  the  common  society,  is  a  remedy  very  much 
needed  by  the  world  today.  If  thesse  social 
parasites,  these  loud-mouthed  bolshevists,  these 
unlegislative  legislators,  these  bland  profiteers, 
these  never-satisfied  laborers,  these  cheap 
preachers, — and   yes,   these  exponents  of  free- 


verse,  free  love,  and  a  shackled  democracy, 
would  only  rest  their  tongues  for  awhile,  and 
do  some  really  constructive  work  like  plowing 
a  field,  or  whitewashing  a  fence,  or  supporting 
those  principles  of  liberty  and  justice  that 
underlie  all  enduring  societies,  this  nation  of 
ours  would  not  know  the  unrest  and  discontent 
so  evident  today. 

H.  J.  W. 


Virtues  in  Medio 


THERE    is    a    saying    to    the   effect    that  pride    and    liberty    will    always    rankle    under 

extrem.es  m.eet.    This  thought  m.ight  very  this    enforced    aridity.      Dissensions,    political 

well  be  applied  to  the  present  controversy  squabbles,    illicit   liquor   trade,   smuggling,    in- 

in    regards    to    the    Eighteenth    Am.endm.ent.  crease  in  drug  addicts,  dissatisfaction  among  the 

Extreme    doctrines    and    ideas,    in    literature,  lower  classes,  and  all  the  potential  abuses  of 

fashions,  or  laws  are  never  for  the  best.  constitutional  am.endm.ents,  that  are  not  amend- 

Certain  sections  of  this  country  had  endured  m.ents  at  all,  but  infringem.ents  of  states-rights, 

for  m.any  years  a  great  deal  of  m.isery  am.ong  — these  are  but  a  few  of  the  evils  arising  from 

some  of  the  people,  arising  from  the  abuse  of  the  extreme  prohibition.  ^^^^^^^  ^^^^;^^^^^;^^^^^,^^^      r:\      ; 

the  liquor  traffic.    In  many  states  and  m.unici-  How  long  this  will  last,  and  what  troubles, 

palities  the  liquor  interests  controlled  the  legis-  and    taxes,    and    sufferings    it  Will    cost,    only 

lati\e,  and  even  judicial  departm.ents.     There  tim.e  will  show,  but  fanaticism  must  give  way 

were  num.erous  political  scandals,  and  charges  finally  to  good  sense,  and  that  pendulum  m.ust 

of  "graft"  in  m.any  of  our  cities.     The  saloon  swing  back  again  and  remain  in  a  m.idway  posi- 

had  become  more  and  m.ore  disreputable,  and  tion  between  the  extrem.e  abuses  of  the  ultra- 

the  miseries  attendant   upon  intoxication  had  wet  and  ultra-dry  positions.     This  is  the  only 

becom.e  very  great.     It  is  easy  to  see  how,  in  satisfactory  solution  to  the  liquor  question  and 

the  few  years  im.m.ediately  preceding  our  en-  the  sooner  this  country  discards  the  leadership 

trance  into  the  war,  the  pendulum  of  the  liquor  of  a  rabid  bunch  of  prohibitionists  the  better 

traffic,  in  m.any  of  our  states  at  least,  had  swung  will  conditions  be. 

to  its  furthest  and  worst  extren:e.  And  it  seems  that  the  m.ost  active  body  of 

That  the  sufferings  and  abuses  rising  from  prohibitionists,  the  Anti-Saloon  League,  is  dig- 
liquor  should  be  rem.edied,  and  that  a  reaction  ging  its  own  grave.  It  is  interesting  to  note 
would  set  in  against  the  liquor  trade,  was  the  difference  between  the  unwise  and  fanatic 
practically  certain.  Seizing  the  psychological  statem.ents  m.ade  by  Mr.  Anderson  of  the  Anti- 
opportunity  of  directing  public  opinion  against  Saloon  League,  and  the  temperate  character 
liquor  when  the  youth  of  our  land  was  most  of  the  words  of  Mr.  Foot  and  Mr.  Edwaids, 
in  danger  from  its  abuse,  the  opponents  of  two  of  the  distinguished  spokesmen  against 
liquor  succeeded  in  pushing  that  pendulum  Prohibition, 
from  one  extrem.e  to  the  other.  I    think   it  was  Swift  who   com.pared  m.an, 

Instead  of  the  abuse  of  liquor  we  hav^e  the  and  especially  so-called  reformers  to  a  well- 
abuse  of  our  personal  liberties  by  an  extrem.e  used  broom.-stick,  striving  "to  m.ake  other 
prohibitory  law.  The  very  word  "  Prohibition  "  things  clean  and  rem.aining  nasty  itself."  Do 
is  an  insult  to  Am.ericanism.  This  extreme  is  not  these  "re}orm.ers"  "rake  into  every  slut's 
just   as    im.possible    as    the    other.      Individual  corner   of   nature,   bringing   hidden   corruption 


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to  the  light,  and  raise  a  mighty  dust  where 
there  was  none  before;  sharing  deeply  all  the 
while  in  the  very  sam.e  pollutions  they  pretend 

to  sweep  away"?  ■: ;, '/..v'^^'.-- 

Mr.  Anderson  calls  the  Anti-Saloon  League 
the  spokesm.an  of  Protestantism;  he  considers 
the  Eighteenth  Amendment  a  triumph  for  non- 
Catholics;  he  unlooses  his  wrath  against 
Catholics  and  their  support  of  the  liquor  trade; 
he  waxes  vehement  in  his  denunciation  of  the 
Catholic  priesthood  and  especially  the  venerable 
Cardinal  Gibbons  and  the  distinguished  Arch- 
bishop of  New  York. 


Does  the  Anti-Saloon  League  im.agine  it  is 
helping  its  cause  by  opposing  the  Catholics  of 
America  against  it?  Will  this  religious  fanati- 
cism breed  aught  but  trouble?  Is  this  the  last 
gasp  of  a  dying  Protestantism? 

Whatever  was  Mr.  Anderson's  motive  in 
denouncing  the  Church,  the  only  result  will 
be  that  the  revival  of  common-sense  in  our 
governm.ent  will  be  greatly  accelerated  by  hav- 
ing the  Anti-Saloon  League  repudiated  by  all 
sane  Am.ericans. 

H.  J.  W. 


The  Value  of  Literature  to  the  Engineering  Student 


LITERATURE  is  of  prime  importance 
to  the  engineering  student,  for  it  is 
such  an  aid  to  his  scientific  training  as 
to  fit  him  to  take  a  more  dom-inant  stand  in 
his  position  as  a  propagator  of  the  sciences 
of  his  particular  profession.  Not  only  is  its 
study  a  source  of  personal  enjoyment,  but  it 
is  a  practical  and  necessary  means  to  uphold 
his  social  and  business  relationships.  Of  ma- 
terial consequence  is  the  tendency  it  exerts 
to  enlarge  his  acquaintance  with  general  ideas, 
to  broaden  his  interests,  and  to  show  how 
scientific  conceptions  are  related  to  other  fields 
of  thought.  Still  another  important  function 
is  its  aid  in  enabling  the  engineer  to  delve 
more  thoroughly  into  the  accumulated  stores 
of  scientific  knowledge,  and  to  grasp  more 
readily  its  subtle  complexities.  It  stimulates 
to  a  surprising  degree  the  faculties  of  originality 
and  imagination,  of  criticism  and  judgment. 
On  the  whole,  literature's  practical  and  theo- 
retical values  are  so  highly  regarded  that  in 
the  minds  of  many  its  study  is  conducive  to 
more  advantageous  results  than  any  other  of 
the  engineer's  scientific  pursuits. 

No  one  can  question  the  statement  that 
"Literature,  like  virtue,  is  its  own  reward," 
when,  in  the  unfolding  of  the  classics  of  ancient 


and  modern  authors,  the  student  is  presented 
with  the  finest  specim.ens  of  human  composi- 
tion and  the  highest  aspirations  of  the  mind. 
It  becom.es  the  atm.osphere  that  he  breathes, 
suffusing  with  its  light  all  that  he  reads.  It 
purifies  his  heart  and  strengthens  his  will. 
Moreover  its  effects  are  felt  in  the  refining 
and  energizing  of  his  imagination,  taste  and 
understanding,  in  aiding  to  create  sound  judg- 
ment, and  a  more  acute  and  well-rounded 
intellect,  while  together  with  the  engineering 
sciences  it  imparts  to  his  mind  an  exactness 
of  reasoning  that  is  indispensable  to  his  profes- 
sion. Its  influence  on  his  moral  faculties  must 
not  be  mjnimized,  nor  the  resultant  value  be 
depreciated.  For  in  this  regard  literature  prob- 
ably stands  next  to  religion  alone,  and  the  im- 
portance of  this  influence  is  not  little  when  it 
is  considered  that  it  is  brought  to  bear  chiefly 
upon  those  faculties  which  are  the  guiding 
and  controlling  forces  of  his  accumulation  of 
knowledge.  1 

The  study  of  literature,  whether  to  embrace 
deeply  of  the  knowledge  of  arts  and  letters, 
or  merely  to  become  but  slightly  acquainted 
with  the  subject  should  be  so  directed  as  to 
ensure  the  natural  development  of  the  student's 
powers,  in  order  that_he  might  gradually  and 


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harmoniously  reach  that  measure  of  culture 
which  he  is  best  fitted  to  attain.  His  cultural 
studies  should  be  so  correlated  and  interwoven 
with  his  scientific  work  that  it  will  prove  to  the 
greatest  advantage  of  the  student. 
^  The  former  should  always  be  given  preference 
to  the  latter  to  such  an  extent  as  shall  be  con- 
sistent with   the  course  of  studies  which   the 


engineer  is  pursuing,  for  the  mere  acquisition 
of  knowledge  is  but  secondary  to  the  culture 
and  ro.ental  developm.ent  imparted.  That  is 
literature's  m.ost  dominant  feature  and  as  such 
it  will  more  fully  develop  the  student's  dormant 
intellectual  powers,  lifting  his  mind  to  a  higher 
place  of  thought  and  reasoning  from  which  to 
judge  the  world  and  its  workers. 

J.  P.  D. 


'**■«•«*. 


•  • 


THE  March  issue  of  The  Labarum  con- 
tains much  refreshing  reading  for  these 
balmy  spring-fever  days.  The  poetry  is 
exceptionally  good  and  we  were  very  glad  to 
find  that  there  are  a  few  college  rhym,esters 
who  can  forget  ponderous  them.es  for  their 
verses  and  hitch  their  Pegasus  to  a  bit  of  senti- 
ment. We  personally,  much  prefer  a  dainty 
poem  about  a  rosebud,  or  a  lock  of  hair,  or  a 
drop  of  dew,  to  all  your  epics  and  eulogies 
of  ancient  things.  All  the  verses  in  this  number 
are  worthy  of  praise,  especially,  "Dear  Little 
Maid",  "The  Prayer  Our  Lady  Loves",  and 
"A  Maid  of  Long  Ago".  The  three  short 
essays  on  the  Medieval  Drama  are  well  written 
surveys  of  the  Miracle  Cycle  and  its  influence 
on  subsequent  dramatic  productions.  "Theo- 
dore Maynard"  is  an  interesting  appreciation 
of  "the  poet  of  color". 

While  entirely  too  brief  to  treat  adequately 
of  its  subject,  the  essay  "On  the  Use  of  Art 


in  the  Catholic  Church"  in  The  Akemia 
for  March  is  commendable  in  its  style.  Too 
scant  m.ention  is  made  of  architecture  and 
painting  in  its  relation  to  the  Church,  and 
little  or  no  heed  is  paid  to  sculpture  and  religious 
poetry.  The  treatment  of  the  symbolism  of 
the  Church  is  well  conceived,  but  is  worthy 
of  a  special  article.  "The  Liquefaction  and 
Solidification  of  Gases  and  the  Manufacture  of 
Helium"  is  an  article  of  interest  to  the  technical 
student,  but  it  is  a  question  whether  it  would 
have  any  appeal  to  those  without  some  chemical 
knowledge. 

The  February  Prospector  contains  a  really 
worth-while  essay  on  "The  Revival  of  Learn- 
ing". That  lasting  libel  of  medieval  ignorance 
and  monastic  superstition  in  the  "Dark  Ages" 
is  getting  rather  outworn.  There  is  a  growing 
realization  among  all  fair-mjnded  people  that 
the  Middle  Ages  were  years  of  learning,  of 
practical  results,  and  far-reaching  influence  in 


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all  branches  of  arts  and  science,  A  comparison 
of  the  painting,  sculpture,  architecture,  litera- 
ture, and  attainments  iri  the  field  of  science 
in  those  years,  notably  the  twelfth,  thirteenth, 
and  fourteenth  centuries,  under  the  fostering 
care  of  the  Church,  with  that  of  the  Protestant 
Revolution  era,  will  show  whether  or  not  the 
loosening  of  the  spiritual  bond  with  the  Chair 
of  Peter  was  an  aid  in  the  propagation  of  the 
arts  and  sciences.i.'-- ■■-■■■  i;-.^ 

The  essay  "Montana,  the  Treasure  State" 
is  a  fervent  appreciation  of  one  of  our  big 
Western  states  by  a  native  Montanan.  While 
it  is  natural  that  a  person  should  believe  his 
home  state  or  city  to  be  the  best  anywhere, 
the  article  reveals  in  a  spirited  m.anner  the 
beauty  and  resources  of  Montana.  Of  course, 
e\ery  faithful  Montanan,  or  the  inhabitant 
of  any  other  com.mon wealth  for  that  matter, 
must  believe  devoutly  that  the  "  valor  of  their 
brothers"  and  the  "beauty  of  their  daughters" 
is  far-famed  and  unequalled  anywhere  through- 
out the  land.    But  then  of  course,  none  of  these 


misguided  people  were  ever  in  Pennsylvania, 
or  they  would  think  entirely  different.  The 
eulogistic  Montanan  should  not  be  too  hard 
on  the  poor  Easterners  who  still  labor  under 
the  illusion  that  outlaws,  in  chaps  and  gaudy 
neckerchie'"s,  ride  their  prancing  steeds  into 
the  "Golden  West"  saloon,  drink  gallons 
of  "hooch"  at  a  throw,  kill  thirteen  redskins, 
shoot  up  the  place  in  general,  and  run  off 
with  the  bartender's  daughter.  We  wonder 
what  is  the  Westerner's  impression  of  the  East. 
It  would  be  interesting  to  see  in  the  "Gonzaga" 
an  essayist's  conception  of  New  York, — or 
say  Atlantic  City. 

The  February  num.ber  of  The  Patrician  con- 
tains a  well-written  article  "With  the  Canadian 
Army  at  Vimy  Ridge",  but  there  seems  to  be 
entirely  too  m:uch  "war"  in  the  magazine, 
and  very  few  articles  of  literary  merit.  There 
are  no  stories  and  the  verse  is  m.ediocre.  The 
one  redeem.ing_  feature  of  this  issue  is  "The 
Bulletin  Board". 

HAT^OLt)   J.   WlEGAND. 


Annual  Retreat  and  Easter  Vacation 
The  annual  retreat  for  the  students  was  con- 
ducted this  year  by  Rev.  Charles  Baker,  O.  S. 
A.,  who  served  as  a  chaplain  in  the  Am.erican 
ArxTiy  overseas  during  the  war,  and  who  was 
warmly  greeted  by  ip.any  of  his  former  pupils. 
Father  Baker  began  his  instructions  Sunday 
evening,  March  28th,  concluding  with  services 


Holy  Thursday  m.orning  with  Holy  Comm.union 
and  Papal  Benediction.  After  the  m.orning 
services,  most  of  the  students  departed  for  home 
for  the  Easter  Vacation,  returning  in  time 
for  classes  Tuesday  m.orning,  April  6th. 
Phi  Kappa  Pi  Notes 
At  the  March  meeting  of  the  Engineering 
Society,  Alfred  Kane,   '21,  delivered  an  inter- 


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esting  lecture  on  "Substations".  He  dwelt 
mainly  upon  "outside  substations"  and  gave 
his  audience  many  interesting  sidelights  upon 
this  question,.;;;      ■.■■'-;'■";■■■  :-'':-v--^'' >--^'^':'--:''\:  ■;■;■•  :"■■■;.>, U-v:^ 

.  A  smoker  was  held  in  the  club  room.s  Thursday 
evening,  March  25th,  at  which  som.e  of  the 
talent  from,  the  society  performed  creditably 
with  songs  and  dancing,  Phineas  Vize,  '23, 
proving  him.self  very  adept  at  the  art  of  soft 
shoe  dancing.  '■'-^''  ;■':.'■ 

Mr.  Edward  Dougherty,  '12,  and  Frank 
Goodwin,  '17,  were  present  and  added  con- 
siderably to  the  success  of  the  evening  with 
their  talks  on  Engineering  as  seen  from,  the 
outside. 

The  Phi  Kappa  Pi  joins  with  the  Villanovan 
in  expressing,  through  these  colum.ns,  its  sin- 
cerest  sym.pathy  t'o  Ignatius  Kirsch,  '17,  in 
the  death  of  his  father,  Joseph  Kirsch,  who 
died  on  March  21st  after  a  long  illness. 

"Prep  o'  Lantern" 
The  Preparatory  Class  of  1920  is  making 
great  strides  in  the  com.p'etion  of  its  year  book 
which  is  to  be  known  as  the  "Prep  o'  Lantern ". 
Rev.  Philip  Colgan,  0.  S.  A.,  is  Faculty  Adviser 
and  Carl  Annas,  Prep  '20,  is  Editor-in-Chief. 
Som.e  very  clever  advertising  schem.es  have 
been  gotten  up  by  the  stafif  and  Tom.  Cranston, 


Jr.,  is  doing  good  work  in  illustrating  them. 

Various  smokers.  Boosters'  nights  and  Vic- 
tory nights  have  been  successfully  carried  on, 
and  the  Prep  Students  are  showing  m.uch  en- 
thusiasm, in  the  gathering  of  subscriptions  and 
advertising  for  the  number. 

The  Villanovan  wishes  you  sucefess  in  the 
undertaking.  Prep.  '20.  v 

College  Athletic  Association    ;^" 

The  following  m.anagers  and  assistants  have 
been  elected  for  the  various  athletic  team.s  for 
next  season.  Football:  Manager,  Alfred  Kane, 
'21;   Assistant  Manager,  Anthony  Lynch,  '23. 

Basketball:    Manager,  Frank  Braham.,  '21. 

Baseball  (season  of  1920):  1st  Assistant 
Manager,  William.  T.  Bride,  '21;  2d  Assistant 
Manager,  Matthew  Lynch,  '23. 

Tennis:   Manager,  John  Kirkendal,. '23. 

Track:   Manager,  Frank  McGrady,  '22. 

R.  C.  H.  S.  Club 
The  R.  C.  H.  S.  Club  will  give  a  dance  on 
May  8th  at  the  Hotel  Adelphia,  Philadelphia. 
The  officers  of  this  organization  for  this  year 
are: 

President — David  Farley,  '20. 
Vice-President — Frank  Robinson,  '21. 
Secretary-Treasurer — Charles  Belz,  '22. 


The  following  is  the  schedule  that  has  been 
arranged  by  the  management  for  the  season: 


Apr.  7- 

Apr.  10- 

Apr.  14- 

Apr.  17- 

Apr.  21- 

Apr.  22- 
Apr.  23- 
Apr.  24- 
Apr.  28- 
May  1- 
May  5- 
May  6- 
May  8- 
May  14- 
May  15- 
May  19- 
May  21- 
May  26- 
May  29- 
June    5- 


-Fordham  at  Villanova,  Pa/^^^     a  ■/  :  ^ 
-Ursinus  at  Villanova,  Pa. 
-Princeton  at  Princeton,  N.  J. ":  ;  :  i    ■  , 
-Haverford  at  Villanova,  Pa. 
-Catholic  University   at   Washington, 

v>:c: 

-Georgetown  at  Washington,  D.  C. 
-Mt.  St.  Mary's  at  Emmittsburg,  Md. 
-Gettysburg  at  Gettysburg,  Pa. 
-Ursinus  at  Collegeville,  Pa. 
-Catholic  University  at  Villanova,  Pa. 
-Haverford  at  Haverford,  Pa. 
-Steelton  at  Steelton,  Pa. 
-Fort  Monroe  at  Villanova,  Pa. 
-Seton  Hall  at  South  Orange,  N.  J. 
-Fordham  at  Fordham,  N.  Y.  C. 
-Lehigh  at  So.  Bethlehem,  Pa. 
-Gettysburg  at  Villanova,  Pa. 
-Navy  at  Annapolis,  Md. 
-St.  Joseph's  at  Villanova,  Pa. 
-Lafayette  at  Easton,  Pa. 


BASEBALL    PROSPECTS 

Oil  March  21st  the  initial  call  for  'varsity 
baseball  candidates  was  sounded  by  Coach 
McGeehan,  and  no  less  than  thirty  aspiring, 
athletes  responded.  Among  the  veterans  of 
last  year's  team  to  report  for  practice  were 
Captain  Robinson,  Brennan,  Jones,  Hertzler, 
Cronin,  Neville,  and  Hugh  McGeehan  who  is 
assisting  in  rounding  the  new  men  into  shape. 
Of  the  new  candidates  who  are  showing  up 
well  are  Sheehan,  Byrne,  CuUom,  McDonald, 
Dougherty,  Sweeney,  Connally,  and  Yadusky. 

That  the  outlook  for  a  successful  season  is 


very  promising  is  evident  from  the  large  number 
of  candidates  that  appeared  for  practice.  The 
pitching  staff  will  be  entirely  new  with  the 
exception  of  Jones  who  is  at  present  nursing 
a  sore  arm;  Sweeney,  who  was  the  Prep's 
mainstay  last  year  will  undoubtedly  prove  to 
be  a  slab  artist  of  high  caliber;  this  youngster 
has  considerable  speed  and  a  good  curve  ball; 
Yadusky,  Vho  was  the  star  at  one  time  for  the 
Preps  looks  like  a  dependable  slabster  for  the 
coming  season.  With  this  combination,  and 
Jones'  return  and  a  fourth  twirler  in  the  per- 
sonage of  Dougherty,  formerly  of  St.  Joseph's 
Prep.,  Coach  McGeehan  will  hardly  find  any 
weakness  in  his  pitching  supply.  In  previous 
years  Villanova  has  always  been  shy  of  catchers, 
but  this  season  the  Blue  and  White  will  suffer 
very  little  in  that  end.  There  are  five  candidates 
for  the  position  of  backstop  and  from  all  appear- 
ances there  is  some  very  likely  material;  per- 
haps the  most  promising  is  McDonald;  this 
lad  has  a  powerful  arm  and  seems  to  be  a  natural 
hitter,  and  is  capable  of  good  judgment  in 
handling  the  pitchers.  The  other  aspirants 
to  this  position  are  Hertzier,  last  year's  main- 
stay, Dufify,  Lynch  and  Cook. 

Neville  and  Annas  are  the  candidates  for 
first  base  and  both  are  showing  a  lot  of  pep 
in  practice,  but  the  dope  has  it  that  Byrne,  who 
is  doing  some  fine  work  at  third,  will  be  shifted 
to  the  initial  sack.  With  third  base  an  un- 
certainty, the  rest  of  the  infield  is  composed  of 
Sheehan  at  second  and  Collum'at  short.  These 
last  two  are  neat  fielders  and  are  both  good 
hitters.  The  outfield  will  probably  be  Robinson, 
centerfield;  Brennan,  left  field,  and  Connally, 
Blanchfield  or  Clark  right  field. 

With  this  material  on  hand  Coach  McGeehan 
will  undoubtedly  be  able  to  pick  a  representa- 


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tive  nine  that  will  be  able  to  compete  favorably 
with  any  other  college  nine  that  is  encountered 
this  season. 

FORDHAM,   8;    ViLLANOVA,    6 

On  a  day  that  would  be  very  favorable  for  a 
football  game,  the  Villanova  baseball  season 
was  opened  at  home  when  the  Blue  and  White 
nine  stacked  up  against  the  Fordham  Uni- 
versity team,  and  were  defeated  by  the  score 
8  to  6.  "Sid"  Sweeney  was  Coach  McGeehan's 
choice  for  the  afternoon,  and  though  forced  to 
retire  in  the  sixth  inning,  the  former  prep, 
star  gave  a  fine  brand  of  pitching.  Sweeney 
was  touched  for  seven  hits  in  five  innings,  but 
kept  them  so  well  scattered  that  the  visitors 
were  able  to  score  but  once;  during  this  period 
seven  Fordham  sluggers  failed  to  touch 
Sweeney's  delivery,  the  entire  side  being  retired 
on  strikes  in  the  second  inning.  In  the  sixth 
Sweeney  weakened  and  was  found  for  four 
hits  and  two  bases  on  balls,  which  mingled  with 
two  costly  errors  netted  the  visitors  six  runs. 
Yadusky  relieved  Sweeney  in  the  sixth  and 
though  two  runs  were  scored  during  his  stay 
but  one  hit  was  made  off  his  delivery.  This 
good  showing  of  these  two  twirlers  augurs  well 
idr  a  successful  season.     McDonald,  who  did 


the  catching,  performed  well;  there  was  but 
one  stolen  base  on  him,  and  his  hitting  aided 
materially  in  the  scoring.  Though  credited 
with  five  errors,  the  team  as  a  whole  put  up  a 
good  brand  of  ball.  The  work  of  Sheehan 
at  second  base  was  exceptionally  good;  he 
completed  two  unassisted  double  plays  that 
brought  rounds  of  applause  from  the  frozen 
spectators.  Cullom  played  well  at  short  and 
was  especially  strong  at  bat,  being  credited 
with  a  single  and  a  triple  in  fouf  trips  to  the 
plate.  Cronin  who  started  at  second  startled 
the  onlookers  with  a  brilliant  running  catch 
of  a  foul  fly  and  a  perfect  peg  to  third  forcing 
Keough,  who  attempted  to  advance  after  the 
catch.  For  the  visitors,  McLoughlin  was  the 
chief  offender,  having  a  double  and  three  singles 
in  five  times  at  bat;  Holloran  came  next  with 
two  doubles,  while  Donavan  is  credited  with 
two  singles.  Buckley  at  center  field  for  Ford- 
ham played  a  stellar  game,  his  fast  fielding 
preventing  many  extra  base  hits.  Finn  who 
started  the  twirling  for  Fordham  was  not 
very  effective,  his  delivery  being  solved  for 
eleven  hits  including  two  doubles  and  a  triple, 
and  was  forced  to  give  way  to  Waters  in  the 
seventh ;  Byrne's  error  in  the  sixth  inning  with 
two  men  on  let  in  Fordham's  seventh  run,  which 
proved  to  be  the  deciding  tally. 


PLINTB^ 


John  Barleycorn  My  Jo 


John  Barleycorn  my  jo,  John, 

When  first  I  clasped  your  hand, 
You  were  a  genial  gentleman 

And  greatly  in  demand; 
But  now  your  smile  is  fled,  John, 

A  nd  gone  your  cheerful  glow. 
But  blessing  on  your  fl,orid  beak, 

John  Barleycorn  my  jo. 

John  Barleycorn  my  jo,  John, 

We've  rambled  home  together; 
Divided  woes,  and  shared  our  joys. 

And  heeded  not  the  weather; 
But  now  they've  kicked  you  out,  John, 

And  I  guess  you'll  have  to  go; 
Here's  hoping  you'll  be  back  again, 

John  Barleycorn  mv  jo! 

H.  J.  W. 

Prof. — "Mr.  Maloney,  what  is  the  difference 
between  an  injector  and  a  pulsometer?" 

Maloney — "That's  just  what  I've  been  won- 
dering, Prof." 

She — "Would    vou    like    som.e    water,    Mr. 
Carroll?" 
Ted — "No,  thanks,  my  hands  aren't  dirty." 

Prof,  (in  Chemical  Laboratory) — "Now  this  is 
a  very  delicate  experiment  we're  going  to  do. 


If  the  least  thing  goes  wrong  we're  liable  to 
be  blown  through  the  roof.  Come  closer, 
Fahey,  so  that  you  can  follow  me." 

Her — "Why  are  waiters  like  billiard  cues, 
Horatius?" 

It — "What's  the  answer?" 

Her — "  Because  they  work  better  when  they're, 
■tipped.'-'.  ;,   ■:,/:::■::■-_/    /v;:v/-~:\'-> -■-:■::■-"■/.■  ■,■:■■ 

Talk  about  your  infant  prodigies! — Job  cursed 
the  day  he  was  born.  1  ' 

English  Prof. — "Who  wrote   'Speak  to  Me 
Only  With  Thine  Eyes',  Dougherty?" 
Johnny— "Some  deaf  guy,  I  guess." 

Thoro.as — "What  became  of  that  story,  'The 
Jagged    Fingernail',    I    sent    in    to    the   ViL- 

LANOVAN?" 

Wiegand— "Oh,  I  filedit." 

-    He — "You  are  about  twenty,  I  presume." 
She— "You  do."  -• 

Ash — "I've  been  home  sick  for  the  last  ten 
days." 

Delohery — "That's  nothing,  I've  been  home- 
sick ever  since  school  started." 

Stinziano  says:  "Many  a  true  word  is  spoken 
in  gesture." 

Prof. — "He  who  laughs  last  laughs  best, 
Mr.  Cronin." 

Bill — "Or  else  he  didn't  see  the  joke  at 
first." 


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Famous  Doubles 
Mitchell  and  the  Freshman  Sweep 

Well-known  Triplets 
*** 

"Piggy" — "I  hear  Spike  Shannon  has  gone 
into  the  real  estate  business.  What's  he  know 
about  real  estate?" 

"Pussy"— "Lots." 

Long  since  had  rung  the  midnight  bell; 

Just  she  and  he  stood  at  the  door, 
Bidding  their  final,  sweet  farewell 

For  hours  and  hours  and  hours  and  more. 

*'  I  just  adore  black  eyes,''  he  sighed; 

The  maiden  s  listening  father  heard: 
He  grabbed  a  handy  brick,  and  cried, 

"  Well,  here's  where  I  oblige  this  bird.'^ 

H.  J.  W. 

Imagine 

;  Reeves  handing  out  cigarettes.  ; 

:  Waugh  wheeling  a  baby-coach, 
■  ;  Eckhardt  teaching  chemistry.       :         \ 
'Michel  walking  a  tight-rope. 
Carroll  studying.  ;  < 

Obvious  Aversions  ■  -^,;.:^:■:■:.^^V;^;,■  ;■;, 
;  "Amby"  and  Ambition. 

Prof,  (in  Logic) — "Thornbury,  give  me  an 
example  of  something  abstract  and  something 
concrete." 

Thornbury — "Well,  'the  dom.e  of  heaven' 
is  abstract,  and  'a  m.an's  dom.e'  is  concrete." 

Alsop — "I  know  a  man  who  swallowed  a 
lead  pencil,  and  it  didn't  hurt  him." 

McClernan — "That's  nothing;  I  know  a  man 
who  swallowed  a  whole  bottle  of  ink  and  he 
felt  all  write." 

An  unsophisticated  fool 

Once  wore  an  orange  tie  to  school; 

Alas!    the  bo>  was  young  to  die, 

— 'Twas  St.  Pat's  day  he  wore  that  tie. 


We'd  Like  to  Know 
W'hen  prohibition  will  be  lifted. 
The  Janes  Wiggy  writes  poem.s  about. 
Why  is  a  Senior  Class. 
Who  Pete  Malick's  girl  is. 
Where  Donovan  gets  those  neckties. 

We'd  Like  to  See 
Sorr.e  of  McCann's  drawings  come  to  life. 

Bride — "I  have  a  date  with  a  swell  Jane 
tonight." 

McDerm.ott — "Yes?  Where  are  you  going  to 
m.ect  her?" 

Bride — "Why,  at  the  Adelphia,  on  the  m.ayon- 
naise  floor." 

Tony — "Say,  Joe,  old  thing,  I  was  dancing 
with  a  swell  fem.m.e  the  othei  night." 

Joe— "Yes?" 

Tony — "Surely  old  deah,  and  d'ya  know, 
I  asked  her  if  she  m.inded  my  walking  on  her 
feet." 

Joe — "And  then  what  did  she  say?" 

Tony — "She  said  it  was  all  right,  but  told 
m.e  not  to  jump  off  so  much." 

Prof,  (in  Religion)^"  Can  anyone  give  me  the 
derivation  of  the  word  Easter?" 

Maguire — "Why  yes,  it  comes  from  'yeast' 
meaning  'to  rise.'  " 

Unnecessary  Sayings 
"Hit 'erout,  Robby!" 
"Who  wants  a  cigarette?" 
"What'll  you  have?" 

Pat  Byrne  says  that  the  guy  who  wrote 
"Distance  lends  enchantment  to  the  view" 
couldn't  have  been  referring  to  near-beer. 

Antiquities 
Swinging  Doors 
]':"  Hip  Pockets 
Purple  Cows 
Maguire's  Pipe 
Sticky  Sleeves 
Mustache  Cups 
Girls'  Ears 
Democratic  Administration 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


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Contents 

TO  THE  CLASS  OF  1920  (Poem) 

Harold  J.  Wiegand 


LAST  WILL  AND  TESTAMENT 


HAPP¥  DAYS  (Song) 6 

John  A.  Whelan 

THE  CHARIVARI    (a  Tale) 7 

Guillaume  de  la  Paquette 

ALMA  MATER 9 

John  F.  O'Brien 

CLASS  OF  1920  (Picture) ' 10 

class  history 11 

Valediction 25 

Edwa«b  a.  Flynn 

MEMORIAL ' • 26 

COLLEGE  VIEWS 27 


THE  OLD  COLLEGE 


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TRYSTING 29 

Sylvester  Martin 


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EXCHANGES , 32 

COLLEGE  NOTES 34 

ALUMNI  NOTES 37 

ATHLETICS '. 39 

SPLINTERS 42 


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Vol.  IV. 


JUNP:,    1920 


No    5 


To  the  Class  of  Nineteen-Twenty 

Just  as  the  crimson  sun  at  evening  seeks  its  hard-earned  rest, 

So,  too,  your  sun  of  college  days  is  sinking  in  its  West; 

The  studious  tasks,  the  youthful  sports,  the  mirthful  pranks  are  done. 

Your  college  life  is  ended,  hut  another  is  begun, 

A  life  of  toil  and  trouble,  of  hardship  and  of  pain, 

That  saps  the  courage  from  your  soul,  the  reason  from  your  brain. 

Be  yours  the  splendid  honors,  be  yours  the  heartfelt  praise  ■ 

For  winning  to  this  joyous  goal  through  study-burdened  days! 

But  harder  is  the  path,  and  longer  the  delay 

Before  you  reach  that  golden  goal  of  the  gf^ater  Commencement  Day! 

But  you  are  strong,  and  in  your  hearts  are  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 

The  surest  guides  on  that  dull  trail  that  leads  to  realms  above;    - 

Your  Alma  Mater' s  fostering  care  has  not  been  lost  on  you. 

Your  vision  still  can  pierce  the  clouds  and  see  the  heaven  s  blue! 


But  why  prate  on  of  solemn  themes?     This  is  Commenccnienl  Day, 

A  nd  there  can  be  no  gloomy  thoughts  when  nature  is  so  gay 

In  decking  Villanova  with  her  dainty  blossomings. 

And  breezes  breathe  the  promise  of  the  joys  the  summer  brings. 

Another  year  is  ended,  and  another  splendid  gem 

Is  added  to  our  Alma  Mater's  laurelled  diadem; 

0  worthy  sons  of  worthy  Mother!  let  not  that  gem  grow  dim , 

But  let  your  ejff  oris  consecrate  that  jewelled  crown  to  Him! 


Commencement  Day  is  over,  but  ere  the  sun  is  lost  to  view 

We'll  bid  farewell  to  another  Class  that  leaves  the  White  and  Blue: 

"  Cood-bye,  old  Nineteen-Twenty!  Here's  good  luck  to  you!" 


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Harold  J.  "Wiegand. 


THE  VILLANOV.AN 


Last  Will  arid  Testament  of  Class  of  1920 


WE,  THE  members  of  the  Class  of  1920, 
being  in  good  health  and  despite  th^ 
continuance  of  Greek  and  long  hours 
in  the  Dynamo  Laboratory,  of  sednd  mind  and 
memory,  foreseeing  the  time  of  our  dejparture 
and  desiring  to  set  in  order  the  things  concerrl- 
ifig  our  College  alifairs,  do  hereby  ordain  this  to 
be  our  last  will  and  testament,  ^y  a  peculiar 
trick  of  fate  we  were  able  to  tome  to  an  agree- 
*ment  among  ourselves  and  in  the  name  of  all 
that  savors  of  happiness,  of  fond  hopes  arid 
Utopian  dreams,  do  hereby  bequeath  willingly 
to  the  persons  named  below --^all  those  things 
which  we  deem  to  be  useless.  The  same  per- 
sons to  »have  and  to  hold* them,  or  to  dispose  of 
them  according  to  the  whims  which  we  know 
them  to  haye.     ^■  ■  ' 

The  most  efificient  lawyer  in  the  country,  an" 
old  gi^d,  who  has  recently  attained  prominence 
shall  be  executor  of  this  will  and  shall  see  that 
our  requests  are  carried  out  in  the  following 
manner: 

To  the  faculty  we  leave  the  College  buildings 
or  at  least  that  portion  of  them  which  we  have 
not  succeeded  in  destroying. 

To  the  said  faculty,  we  also  leave  that  high 
standard  of  efficiency  which  we  have  attained  as 
a  modsT  for  our  successors. 

To  the  Class  of  1921,  we  leave  a  right  to  their 
own  opinron,  something  w6  never  had,  also  a 
number  of  well-thumbed  Greek  dictionaries. 

To  the  class  in  Ethics,  hew  music  for  the 
Jewish  Lullaby,  said  music  to  be  adapted  from 
"The  Passing  Show". 

To  the  class  in  Civic  History  and  Religion, 
twenty  volumes  of  Stoddard's  Lectures,  so 
that  they  may  employ  their  time  profitably. 

To  the  class  in  History  of  Philosophy,  we 
leave  Diogenes,  tub  and  all. 

To  the  class  in  English,  some  clever  stories 
to  be  continued  in  our  next. 

To  the  class  in  Latin,  the  following  advice — 


always  take  the  "nee"  apart  ahd  never  trans- 
late "tamin"  as  nevertheless.^^^^^^^^'-"^^^^^-^^^^^;^^^^^^^^^  ;>    ;■ 

To  the  class  in  Sociology,  a  bottle  of  Slapd 
as  liniment,  a  sure  cure  for  writer's  cramps. 

-  "We  also  leave  the  class  in:     ^\^^^^^ 

Philosophy— diir     discovery    of     all    things 
knowable  by  human  reason,  in  its  highest  ana 
universal  causes,  iii  so  far  as  this  is  attainable- 
by  collegians. 

Dynamo  Lab,  Power  Platiits,  Business  Law; 
etc. — our  symipathy. 

Steam  Engines- — plerity  of  hot  air  in  case  it 
gets  into  hot  water. 

Electric  R.  R, — knowledge  of  what's  watt. 

Bridge  ahd  Eleatric  Designiiig- — a  complete 
span  of  shocking  flashes.  ^^^^^^^^^^^:^^^\^^^      ;      ^        *      ; 

Roofs  and  Bridges — a  gefiei'al  and  universal 
dizziness. 

"Wireless — dots  and  dashes,  not  to  mention  a 
choice  line. 

To  dur  beloved  Professors  we  leave  the 
following: 

To  our  revered  and  esteemed  English  Pro- 
fessor— "Three  thousand  ducats  for  three  years." 

To  the  kindest  Professor  we  had — an  ex- 
quisitely bound  copy  of  Mutt  and  Jeff  with  a 
compendium  to  explain  the  jokes  and  answer  the 
puzzles  contained  therein. 

To  our  Latin  Professor — a  copy  of  "Thoughts 
for  all  Times",  but  not  your  own,  a  maxim 
silencer  which  will  eliminate  many  "hisses"  in 
his  intellectual  gatherings,  and  also  an  auto- 
matic arrangement  which  will  remove  all 
unnecessary  books  and  papers  from  the  desks.  ; 

To  our  Greek  Professor — the  key  to  a  well- 
stocked  stable. 

To  our  Homiletics  Professor — the  only  book 
he  has  never  read — it's  not  out  yet. 

To  our  Ethics  and  Sociology  Professor^ — our 
best  wishes,  not  to  mention  "so-called"  free 
days. 


'^^^iyi^^ 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


"Pop"  Whelan  leaves  a  pair  of  patent  leather 
Romeos  which  formerly  served  as  gondolas  in 
Venice. 

"Jimmy"  Dougherty  leaves  a  dictionary  con- 
taining exclusively  sesquipedalian  words  and 
also  a  pamphlet  composed  entirely  by  hirnself 
entitled  "How  to  be  a  Successful  Politician." 

John  B.  Martin  leaves  a  detailed  account  of 
the  doings  of  the  past  four  years.  '■ 

"Buck"  Berry  leaves  a  "line"  already  baited 
by  which  he  has  caught  many  suckers,  y-j' 4':'':}::'.y: 

"Nig"  Judson  leaves  the  cows  which  have 
served  him  faithfully  the  past  four  years. 

"T.  H.  E."  Greenlee  leaves  his  favorite  say- 
ings ' ' W hat's  new  and  startling ' '  and  "I '11  s^e 
you  later."  '"'' 

"Mac"  McCarthy  leaves  a  sophisticated 
record  (?)  of  past  performances  impossible  for 
any  man  of  his  age..^:^';-;.^  ,;.-v: 

"Tommy"  Blessington  leaves  an  unfinished 
poem  entitled  "Trying  to  live  down  the  past." 

Joe  Paquette  leaves  the  Chemical  Lab  in  its 
entirety  ( !)  after  many  vain  attempts  to  make 
TNT.  He  leaves  sober,  remarkable  to  say, 
after  a,ttaining  success  with  wood  alcohol. 

Ed  Dickenson  leaves  Lydia  Pinkham's  Pills 
for  pale  hypochondriacs  and  also  a  horse  collar. 

"Fritz"  Manning  leaves  an  electric  phono- 
graph capable  of  perpetual  motion  to  succeed 
him  in  the  dining-room. 

"Jmo"  Mahoney  leaves  a  very  comfortable 
•seat  in  the  back  row  of  every  class,  said  position 
being  the  locus  of  points  equidistant  from  his 


many  holed  golf  course  and  also  many  witti- 
cisms uttered  during  his  wakeful  moments. 

"Jack"  Hudson  leaves  one  book  in  the  Li- 
brary unread — a  Hebrew  Dictionary. 

"Joe"  "Waugh  leaves  the  institution — nufif  sed. 

John  Jones  leaves  his  stretcher  on  the  fourth 
floor  and  his  venerable  neighbor  in  peace. 

"Frankie"  Murphy  leaves  a  bag  of  Red  Man. 

"Pete"  Malick  leaves  his  room  to  the  surprise 
of  all j  a  trick  army  suit,  and  a  midnight  lamp. 

"Tom"  McCormick  leaves  his  critical  tooth 
for  delicious  foods.    ;  ^  ;  ; 

"Dave"  Farley  leaves  a  bunch  of  chicks  to 
brood  over  his  loss. 

George  McCann — "and  George  did  it" — 
left  the  ViLLANOVAN  without  an  artist  and 
dizzy  memories  of  roofs  and  bridges. 

"Howie"  Tyrell  leaves  a  high  chair  in  the 
dining-room  and  would  like  to  leave  his  blondy 
locks  (?).;:■;. :v':/ ■■■ 

"Joe"  Gillespie  leaves  a  complete  kitchen 
cabinet  and  numerous  broken  hearts. 

Beside  these  enforced  gifts,  we  leave  all  our 
illuminating  errors  of  the  past,  much  startling 
information  disclosed  through  examinations,  and 
our  blessing  and  pledge  of  friendship  and  loy- 
alty to  Alma  Mater  forever. 

Last  but  not  the  least  by  far,  what  is  near- 
est, dearest  and  touchest  both  our  heartstrings 
and  pursestrings — the  Villanovan. 

Trusting  all  will  be  accepted  as  an  "ordi- 
natio  rationis"  and  ratified  by  those  "qui  curam 
communitatis  labet. ' ' 


Class  of  1920. 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


Happy  Days 

(Song) 


Oh,  for  the  happy  days,  when  we  were  hoys  and  young! 
Home  from  school  at  noon,  our  hooks  aside  we  slung; 

Thoughts  of  morrow. 

Pain  and  sorrow. 
Lightly  on  us  clung. 

Little  we  thought  in  our  ways 

This  cry  we'd  ever  raise — 

Oh,  for  the  happy  days! 


We  spent  the  golden  hours  the  smiling  fields  among, 
Climhing  the  gnarled  old  trees,  where  the  rosy  apples  hung. 

What  games  we  played! 

What  fights  essay edi 
What  merry  songs  we  sung! 

'Mid  summer's  heat, 

\Mid  winter' s .sleety  . 
We  romped  with  joyous  tongue. 

Little  we  thought  in  pur  ways 

This  cry  we'd  ever  raise — 

Oh,  for  the  happy  days! 


How  many  times  since  then  the  knell  of  death  has  rung! 
p^eVe  drained  the  hitter  cup  that  Fate  to  each  has  flung. 
Now  our  heart's  share 

Of  grief  and  care  /■ 

The  last  red  drop  has  wrung; 
And  so,  this  song  we  raise 
'Mid  sorrow's  wild  amaze- 
Return,  0  happy  Days! 

John  A.  'Whelan. 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


The  Charivari 

A  Tale  of  Canadian  Manners 
By  Guillaume  de  la  Pacuette 


^O  ONE  accustomed  to  the  diversions  of  pie,  and  was  made'  to  feel^o  n-uch  at  home 

the  big  city,  I  can  think  of  no  place  that  among  them  that  it  was  some  time  before  it 

can  offer  less  attractions  than  the  sleepy  occurred   to   me   that  my   friend   had  left  me 

little  French  Canadian  town  of  Kivier  du  Loup,  pretty  much  to  myself  after  introducing  me  to 

I  never  had  this  fact  more  clearly  brought  to  the  company.     On   looking  around  a  little   I 

my  attention  than  as  I  sat  one  evening  in  the  found    him    sitting    over    in    a    corner    deeply 

lobby  of  the  commercial  hotel  which  served  as  absorbed   in    conversation    with    a    tall,    dsrk- 

a  resting-place  for  the, few  traveling  men  like  haired  girl,  whose  merry  laugh  now  and  then 

myself  who  keep  the  few  merchants  in  the  town  sounded  above  the  buzz  of  the   conversation 

in  touch  with  the  manufactured  products  of  the  and  the  screech  of  the  fiddle.    So  this  is  the  rea- 

outside  world.     It  had  been  a  rather  poor  day  son  Joe  wanted  to  come  down  here  so  badly 

with  me  for  business,  a  circumstance  which  did  tonight,    I    said   to   myself    as    I    watched    the 

not  tend  to  make  me  pleased  with  thirps  in  couple.    Well,  I  can't  say  that  I  blame  him. 
general;    and,  in  addition  to  this,  I   found  that  At  this  moment  I  became  aware  of  some  one 

there  were  none  oif  rriy  fellow  professionals  in  talking  behind  me.  v 

town  with  whom  I  might  pass  the  evening.     I  "But,  Pierre,"  he  said,  "are  you  not  afraid 

was    falling    asleep    over    the    three-month-old  that  Billodeau  will  take  your  lady  friend  away 

magazine  which  the  hotel  management  supplied  from  you?" 
for  my  entertainment,  when  I  was  aroused  by  "No,  I  don't  think  he  can." 

hearing  some  one  mention  my  name.  "They  seem   to   be  enjoying   one  another's 

"Hello,  Joe!"  I  said,  as  I  recognized  the  book-  company  immensely." 
keeper  of  one  of  the  local  merchants,  "won't  "That's  all  right.    Everybody  likes  to  listen 

you  sit  in  at  a  little  game  with  me  to  pass  the  to  a  good  story-teller,  and  Joe  Billodeau  is  one 

time?"  of  the  best  around  here." 

"Sorry,"  said  Joe,  "but  there  is  a  spree  down  By  this  time  they  evidently  noticed  that  I 
the  road  tonight,  and  I  don't  want  to  miss  it.  was  within  earshot,  for  the  subject  of  the  con- 
Why  don't  you  come  down  with  me  and  see  the  versation  abruptly  shifted  to  a  discussion  of 
fun?"  the  season's  crops.    It  was  perhaps  half  an  hour 

I  had  never  before  seen  one  of  those  nocturnal  later   that   my   attention    was   attracted    to   a 

festivities  locally  known  as  a  spree,  so  I  accepted  crowd    of    young    fellows    and    girls    gathered 

his  invitation  with  alacrity.    As  I  walked  down  around  the  couple  in  the  corner.     The  fellow 

the  street  with  him,  the  strains  of  a  fiddle  drifted  whom  I  had  heard  called  Fierre  had  evidently 

across  the  quiet  night  air  and  directed  my  atten-  grown  uneasy  at  the  long  continued  tete-a-tete 

tion  to  a  house  a  short  distance  away,  through  between  his  lady  friend  and  the  young  book- 

the  open  windows  of  which  I  could  catch  fitful  keeper,  and  had  cleverly  succeeded  in  breaking 

glimpses    of    the    gay    couples   within    whirling  it  up  by  asking  him  to  tell  them  a  story.    Joe, 

through  the  figures  of  the  Virginia  Reel.  however,  was  by  no  means  eager  to  entertaia 

I  found  a  ready  welcome  among  these  peo-  the  crowd  just  then. 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


"They  tell  me,"  said  Pierre,  "that  you  told 
a  ghost  story  down  at  Louis  le  Blanc's  black- 
smith shop  the  other  night  that  made  the  boys 
so  scared  that  nobody  dared  go  home  alone." 

"That's  so,"  volunteered  one  of  the  men. 
"I  was  there  myself,  and  I  can  tell  you  that  he 
fairly  made  my  flesh  creep.''  v-:;;^^;^^^^ 

"Poo,  hoo!"  jeered  Pierre.  "What  children 
you  are  to  be  frightened  by  a  story!  Ghosts, 
indeed,  I  never  saw  one  myself  and  I  don't 
believe  there  is  such  a  thing." 

This  started  Joe  off.  He  told  us  a  ghost  story 
which  was  one  of  the  weirdest  and  most  horri- 
fying tale  I  had  ever  heard.  He  followed  this 
with  one  after  another  each  more  realistic  than 
the  preceding,  till  by  the  time  the  company 
broke  up  everybody  was  seeing  in  every  shadow 
a  grinning  skeleton  or  a  horrible  monster  ready 
to  re-enact  some  of  those  scenes  which  Joe  had 
so  skilfully  woven  into  his  stories. 

When  I  was  ready  to  go  back  to  the  hotel  I 
looked  around  for  Joe  but  he  was  nowhere  to 
be  found.  I  thought  at  first  that  he  had  suc- 
ceeded in  side  tracking  his  rival  and  was  walking 
home  with  the  young  lady,  but  as  I  came  out  on 
to  the  road  I  saw  her  a  short  distance  ahead 
turning  down  a  side  street  which  led  to  her  home, 
accompanied  by  Pierre.     I  was  in  no  hurry  to 


get  back  to  the  hotel,  so  I  stood  on  the  corner 
talking  to  some  of  the  fellows  whose  acquaint- 
ance I  had  made  that  evening.  We  had  been 
standing  there  Only  a  few  minutes  when  we 
heard  a  hoarse  yell  of  terror  from  the  direction 
that  Pierre  and  the  young  lady  had  gone,  and  the 
next  thing  we  knew  Pierre  made  his  appearance 
around  the  corner  running  for  all  he  was  worth. 
He  cast  two  or  three  frightened  glances  behind 
him  as  he  passed  us  and  kept  on  going  as  fa,st 
as  his  legs  could  carry  him. 

"P wonder  what  is  the  matter  with  Pierre?" 
I  asked  as  soon  as  he  had  disappeared  up  the 
road.  "He  seems  to  be  trying  to  run  away  from 
some  one,  but  I  don't  see  anyone  chasing  him." 

"I  guess  he  must  have  seen  one  of  Joe  Billo- 
deau's  ghosts,"  said  one  of  the  fellows  with  a 
laugh.     "Let's  go  and  see." 

We  walked  up  the  side  road  a  little  way,  and 
came  out  into  an  open  place  where  some  few 
hundred  yards  ahead  the  moonlight  revealed 
the  faint  outlines  of  a  man  walking  across  the 
fields  with  something  that  looked  suspiciously 
like  a  sheet  over  one  arm  while  the  other  was 
burdened  with  something  that  looked  very 
much  like  the  dark-haired  miss  whose  company 
Joe  had  enjoyed  sO  much  during  the  evening. 
We  did  not  look  any  further  for  the  ghost. 


THE  VILLANOVAN 


Alma  Mater 

F  arewell,  home  of  Truth  and  Beauty! 
A  ngels  guard  thy  halls  and  shrine! 
R  ighteousness  and  love  and  duty 
E  very  heart  has  learnt  from  thine. 
W  ould  that  we  could  speak  in  actions 
E  ach  grand  virtue  thou  hast  taught! 
_  L  eaving  thee,  we  face  the  factions 
L  ulled  in  strife  that  Sin  has  wrought. 


T  o  the  God  of  Truth  and  Beauty 
O  ITer  we  these  lessons  taught. 


V  illanova,  Alma  Mater! 

I    n  thy  future  years  of  life, 

L  et  our  hearts  in  accents  answer 

L  oyally  from  out  the  strife; 

A  nd  in  peace  and  joy  behold  thee 

N  earer  to  Excelsior; 

O  'er  the  earth  with  love  extol  thee 

V  irtuous  queen  of  Light  and  Love- 
A  Ima  Mater,  Villanova! 


John  F.  O'Brien. 


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CLASS    HISTORY 


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JOHN   WILLIAM  JONES 
"Johnny  Jones",  "Jonesy",  "Stretch" 
*' Sweet  are  the  nights  incare'ess  slumber  spent — ' 

Sweet,  indeed,  were  Johnnie's  nights, — but 
what  of  the  mornings?  John's  appearances  at 
the  breakfast  table  were  few  and  far  between, 
especially  during  the  period  of  winter  hiberna- 
tions, when  even  Tyrrell's  vigorous  poundings 
failed  to  arouse  the  tired  youngster  from  his 
shimbers. 

But  if  Johnny  was  careless  about  his  break- 
fasts, he  miade  up  for  these  lapses  during  the 
day,  and  established  a  reputation  for  "heavy 
eating"  which  no  one  has  been  able  to  keep 
pace  with  in  the  past  four  yQaxB.[-':':?'i^l:T..  ;J'::^ 

Johnnie  was  born  in  far-off  Australia,  to 
which  fact  we  are  reconciled  when  we  ga^e  upon 
his  towering  six-foot-four  body.  More  recently 
however,  Jonesy  claims  Harrisburg  as  his  resi- 
dence and  always  delights  in  telling  us  that 
Harrisburg  is  a  "capital"  city,  and  he  is  always 
ready  to  extend  a  welcome  to  this  boys  from 
*' up  home ".\'V--' ■  i:  ■■:  ■;■  ■.■,-•--■■  ^ ,:•">  ■•/■. 

John  made  a  very  creditable  record  as  a  stu- 
dent by  completing  the  course  in  Electrical 
Engineering  without  ever  having  a  "condi- 
tion" during  his  four  years  of  college,  despite 
the  fact  that  the  fortunes  of  war  found  him  at 
Camp  Zachary  Taylor  at  the  beginning  of  the 
Junior  term.  But  when  the  armistice  was 
signed,  Johnny  hastened  back  to  his  books  in 
January  and  soon  made  up  for  lost  time.         ' 

Johnnie  made  quite  a  reputation  as  a  twirler 
on  the  1918  and  1919  baseball  teams,  but  the 
pressure  of  scholastic  work  kept  him  off  the 
ball  field  this  year,  except  on  occasional  warm 
days  when  Stretch  would  slowly  unwind  his 
immense  frame  and  have  the  batters  breaking 
their  backs  trying  to  hit  his  fast  ones  long  after 
they  had  whizzed  by  thetn.  '  \  ' 


But  we  mustn't  forget  Johnnie's  violin! 
From  the  first  day  that  John  set  foot  on  the 
beautiful  campus  of  Villanova,  his  violin  has 
been  a  household  word  with  the  students.  No 
Orchestra  or  Jazz  Band  at  the  College  in  the 
past  four  years  was  complete  without  John 
Jones  and  his  obliging  violin.  Next  to  enjoy- 
ing a  good  long  sleep  or  a  hearty  meal,  John 
always  delighted  in  playing  his  fiddle  for  his 
own  edification.  Jonesy  even  went  so  far  as  to 
construct  a  "one  string  fiddle"  from  a  cigar  box 
and  a  broom  handle  on  which  he  played  music 
"every  bit  as  good  as  on  his  regular  fiddle". 

John's  oratorital  efforts  were  always  much 
enjoyed  by  the  audience,  and  indeed,  he  seemed 
to  find  something  amusing  in  every  theme,---or 
was  it  the  audience?  We  never  could  find  out^ 
but  John  always  broke  into  a  grin,  just  after  he 
had  made  a  particularly  serious  gesture.  But 
it  was  his  gallant  rallying  after  these  "breaks" 
that  made  John  stand  out  as  one  of  the  fore- 
most orators  of  the  oratorical  class  of  1920. 

Taken  all  in  all,  which  is  sorhe  undertaking, 
Johnny  Jones  is  a  big  fellow  with  a  big  heart, 
a  big  appetite,  and  a  big  circle  of  friends.  The 
Class  of  1920  finds  no  trouble  in  "looking  up" 
to  Johnny,  and  we  have  no  doubt  that  he  will 
be  able  to  reach  a  high  place  on  the  ladder  of 
success.  ^ 

PETER  JOHN   MALICK 
"Pete" 

^^ Hermits  are  contented  with  their  cells; 
And  students  with  their  pensive  citadels.^* 

Most  of  us  doubted  the  truth  of  the  above 
lines,  until  we  met  Pete  Malick.  Pete  is  a  stu- 
dent, first,  last,  and  all  the  time. 

Although   he   seldom   boasts  about  it,   Pete 
first  opened  his  eyes  to  the  wonders  of  this  mun- 
dane sphere  in  the  coal  regions  of  "West  Vi- 
ginia,  but  soon  migrated  to  Pennsylvania,  in 


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CLASS    HISTORY 


JOHN    WIIJ.IAM    J()\I-:S  But    wc    mii^nri     forget     johiinirV    xioliii! 

From    the  fir^t  (la\'   tlidt  Jolin  ^ct   tool   on    tlu' 

"JoiiNNN' J()\i>",  "  f()M.,s\  ",   "Strictcm"  l)c'aulifiil   (Mnij)ii>  of  \'illano\a.   hi>    \iolin    ha:^ 

hi'cii  a  household  word  with  the  >tudeiUs.     NO 

*' Sicect  are  the  n'l'^lits  in care'e^s  sliimbei'  spent — '  Orchestra  or  j<i//   I^and  at    the  College   in    tiie 

past    four    yoar^    wa^    coinijlete    without    John 

Sweet,    indeed,    were   Johnnie'^   nights,- -hut  joiie^  and  his  ohUj^inti  \ioh'n.      Next    to  t-iijox'- 

wh.it  of  tlie  mornings.-'     John's  appearances  at  ing  a  good  long  sleej)  orci  he<u"i\    meal.  John 

the  breakfast  table  were  few  and  far  between,  alwa\s  delighted   in    i)la\ing   his   fiddle  for   his 

especially  during  the  period  of  winter  hil)erna-  own  edification.     Jones\'  even  went  so  iar  as  to 

tions,  when  even  'rx-rreU's  \igorous  poundings  construct  a  "one  string  fiddle"  Irom  a  cigar  box 

failed   to  arouse   the   tired  >-oungster   from   his  and  a  broom  hanflle  on  which  he  i)la\'ed  music 

slund)ers.  "every  l)it  as  good  as  on  his  regular  fiddle  ". 

I5ut  if  Johnny  was  careless  about  his  break-  John's  oratorical   efforts  were  always   nuudi 

fasts,  he  made  uj)  for  these  lai)ses  during  the  enjoyed  i)y  the  audience,  and  indeetl,  he  seemed 

<la\',  and  estal)lished  a  reputation  for  "heavy  to  find  something  amusing  in  e\er\'  theme, — or 

eating"  which    no  one  has  been   able   to   keep  was  it  the  audience?    We  nexer  could  find  out , 

j)ace  with  in  the  past  four  years.  but  John  alwax's  broke  into  a  grin,  just  after  he 

Johnnie    was    born    in    far-olif    Australia,    to  had  made  a  particularh-  serious  gesture.      But 

which  fact  we  ;ire  reconciled  when  we  gaze  upon  it  was  his  gallant  ralKing  after  thest'  "breaks" 

his  towering  six-foot-four  l)od\'.      More  recenth'  that  made  John  stand  out  as  one  of   the  tore- 

however,  Jonesx'  claims  Harrisburg  as  his  resi-  most  oratorsOf  the  oratorical  class  of   1920. 

dence   and   alwaxs   delights   in    telling    us    that  Taken  all  in  all,  which  is  some  imdertaking, 

Harrisburg  is  a  "capital"  city,  and  he  is  alwax's  Johnn\-  Jones  is  a  big  fellow  with  a  big  lu'art, 

rea.d\'   to  extend  a  welcome   to   the  boxs    trom  a  big  appetite,  and  a  big  circle  ot  triends.      The 

"u|)h()me".                             ,  ("lass  of  1020  finds  no  trouble  iir"looking  uj)"* 

John  made  a  \er\'  creditable  record  as  a  stii-  to  Johnn\-,  and  we  h.ive  no  doubt   that   he  will 

dent    b\'    completing    the    course    in    l-dei'trical  \)v  abli'  to  reach  a   high  place  on   the  ladder  of 

Kngineering    without     e\er    haxing    a     "condi-  success. 
tion "  during  his  four  xi-ars  ol   college,  despite 

the  fact   that   the  fortunes  of  war  foimd  him  at  IM-.IT.K    JOHN     MALICK 

C"amj)  Zacharx'  Taxlor  at   the  beginning  of  the  .  "1*1:11;" 
Junior    term.       But     when     the    arniistict'    was 

signed,   Johnnx'  hastiMied  back   to  his  books   in  "  Ilerniils  (ire  rniiU'iited  with  llicir  (rlls; 

Januarx'  and  soon  made  up  for  lost   time.  A  nd  students  witli  their  pensive  tilndels." 

Johnnie  made  (|uite  a  re])utalion  as  a  txvirli'r 

on    the   1">1(S  and    1<)1<>  basi'ball   teams,   but    the  Most   of  us  doubted    tile   truth   of   the  aboxc 

pressiwe   ot    scholastic    work    kej)!    him    off    the  lines,  until  we  met   Bete  Malick.     l\'ti'  is  a  stu- 

ball   field   this  xcar.  except   on  occasion. d  warm  dent ,  first ,  last ,  and  all  the  time, 

daxs    when    Stri'lch    would    sloxxly    unwind    his  .\lt  hough    lu-    si'ldoin    boasts    .d»out    it,    I'eti- 

innnensi.'  frame  and  haxc  tin-  batli-rs  breaking  tirst  opiMied  his  ex'cs  to  the  xvonders  of  this  mun- 

tlu'ir  backs  trxing  to  hit  his  fast  ones  long  after  dani'   sphere   in    the  coal   regions  of    West     \"\- 

tlu'X   had  whi/zed  by  tlu-m.  ginia.    but    soon    migr.ited    to    Bennsx  1\  ani.i,    in 


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THE  VILLANOVAN 


the  vicinity  of  Mahanoy  Plane,  only  to  dis- 
cover more  coal.  In  truth,  Pete  thought  all  soil 
was  of  a  blackish  tint  until  the  day  his  eyes  first 
feasted  on  the  beautiful  campus  of  Villanova 
with  its  broad  expanses  of  green  grass  and 
greener  foliage. 

From  that  day  on,  Pete  has  never  ceased  to 
learn  new  facts  about  this  world  of  qurs,  and 
rumor  has  it  that  Pete  once  said,  "Never  let 
your  education  interfere  with  your  studies." 
However,  this  may  be  falsely  credited  to 
Peter,  and  we  hasten  to  say  that  Pete  once 
cavorted  around  second  base  with  the  Prep  base- 
ball team  until  one  day  the  Goach  overheard 
him  remark  that  he  was  not  going  to  allow 
baseball  to  interfere  with  his  studies.  Pete 
was  promptly  relieved  of  his  suit,  and  from 
then  on  his  time. was  devoted  to  three  things 
only,  viz.,  studies,  studies,  and  studies.         ^ 

It  is  said  that  it  was  Pete's  incessant  burn- 
ing of  the  "midnight  oil"  or  "watts",  as 
the  case  might  have  been,  that  caused  the 
authorities  to  issue  an  order  which  effected 
the  turning  out  of  all  lights  at  11  P.  m:  by 
throwing  off  a  switch.  This  order  enabled  Pete 
to  get  a  little  sleep  occasionally,  and  did  not 
prevent  him  from  carrying  off  the  medal  for 
efficiency  in  Calculus  during  his  Sophomore 
year. 

Pete's  exercise  was  usually  of  the  enforced 
variety,  especially  during  the  S.  A.  T.  C.  re- 
gime, when  he_ insisted  on  calling  out  "five" 
upon  the  comrnand  "Goiint  off".  Whereupon 
Pete  wa,s  given  an  opportunity  to  walk  briskly 
for  several  hours  a  day  in  the  clear  outside  air, 
with  a  gun  upon  his  shoulder  to  aid  in  strength- 
ening his  muscles. 

Several  mysterious  phone  calls  of  late  have 
led  us  to  believe  that  Pete's  declaration  of  dis- 
interestedness in  the  fair  sex  was  well  feigned, 
and  we  look  for  further  development  along  this 
line  when  his  student  days  are  over. 

Pete  is  a  plugger,  and  if  "plugging"  counts 
for  anything  these  days,  then  Pete's  will  surely 
be  successful  on  the  outside,  and  the  Class  of 
1920,  confident  of  his  success,  extends  to  him 
every  best  wish  and  heartfelt  godspeed  upon 
the  severing  of  our  College  ties. 


GEORGE   FREDERICK    McCANN 

"Toots",  "Georgie'^ 

^^Her  teeth,  I  presume,  were  'pearly^ 
But  which  was  she,  brunette  or  blond?'' 

— Calverly. 

For  some  reason  or  other,  George  hails  from 
Lowell,  Mass.,  where  flows  the  quiet  Merrimac, 
and  our  premier  Beau  Brummel,  Staff  Artist, 
and  Chesterfield,  delights  in  receiving  mail  from 
that  isolated  portion  or  the  country.  In  his 
four  years  here,  Georgie  has  indeed  proved  him- 
sela  "m,an  of  letters  "and  our  Postm.istress  will 
welcome  a  respite  from  her  arduous  labors  when 
George  departs  from  Villanova.  ;      •    ' 

From  the  day  our  handsome  and  youthful 
artist  first  sketched  one  of  the  Professor's  pic- 
tures instead  of  paying  attention  in  the  Algebra 
class,  he  has  been  stamped  as  a  cartoonist  of  the 
first  water.  In  fact,  George  used  several  pails 
of  fluid  to  which  we  have  been  restricted  by  the 
Prohibitionists  in  removing  drawings  from  the 
walls  of  the  top  corridor  after  the  V.  P.  had 
made  a  tour  of  inspection  one  night. 

Where  George  gets  his  ideas  of  feminine  styles 
and  fancies,  no  one  seems  to  know  yet  it  is  safe 
to  say  that  some  of  his  "beautiful  women "  draw- 
ings would  put  Harrison  Fisher  to  shame,  and, 
indeed,  they  have  brought  many  a  blush  to  our 
youthful  cheeks. 

Combined  with  his  artistic  tastes,  George  has 
a  sense  of  humor  which  should  put  him  in  the 
front  ran,k  of  numerous  cartoonists  before  many 
moons.  It  is  rumored,  however,  that  George 
is  soon  to  accept  a  position  with  Hart,  Schaff- 
ner  and  Marx  as  a  model  rather  than  an  artist 
or  designer.  George,  we  are  sure,  will  accept 
the  above  bantering  as  such,  and,  perhaps  add 
to  it  in  telling  of  his  "childhood  days"  to  some 
admiring  blond  or  brunette,  while  indulging  in 
his  favorite  pastime  of  "tripping"  lightly  over 
the  waxed  dance  floor  or  his  partner's  dainty 
feet.  ;■,;.:: 

Those  of  us,  who  in  our  Freshman  year  gazed 
with  admiration  at  the  results  of  a  few  nim- 
ble strokes  of  Georgie's  pencil,  and  remarked, 
"That  kid  is  clever",  today  see  Georgie  devel- 
oped into  young  manhood  before  our  very  eyes, 


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13 


and  we  extend  the  proffered  hand  and  assure 
him  that  we  are  delighted  to  have  his  name 
grace  the  Alumni  roster  of  dear  old  Villanova. 


THOMAS  JOSEPH  McCORMICK 

"Tom" 

^^  As  yet  a  child,  nor  yet  a  fool  to  fame, 
I  lisped  in  numbers,  for  the  numbers  came.^^ 

Tom  first  began  to  count  his  pink  toes  some- 
where in  Western  Pennsylvania,  in  a  place 
called  Reynoldsville.  His  next  abode,  we  are 
told,  was  in  Spangler,  but  maps  of  the  vicinity 
fail  to  reveal  anything  startling  about  this 
town  except  that  it  was  planted  on  the  side  of 
a  mountain  and  took  root  in  a  coal  field.  "We 
have  no  doubt  the  town  is  still  there,  for  Tom 
proudly  displays  a  medal  from  that  township 
in  gratitude  for  his  services  during  the  World 
/"VVar..  ; 

In  fact,  it  was  the  'World  War  which  made 
Tom  a  member  of  the  grand  old  Class  of  1920. 
Originally  with  the  Class  of  1918,  Tom  de- 
parted from  Villanova  at  the  end  of  his  Junior 
year  to  serve  two  years  with  Uncle  Sam  as  a 
'■jolly  tar"  as  the  boys  were  wont  to  style 
themselves.  But  when  the  war  was  over,  Tom 
had  lost  none  of  zeal  for  Mathematics,  and  he 
returned  to  Villanova's  halls  to  complete  his 
course  with  the  Class  of  1920. 

Tom  was  indeed  Villanova's  "mathematical 
wizard"  and  an  Engineering  student  of  unusual 
ability.  In  his  Sophomore  year,  he  was  awarded 
the  medal  for  proficienty  in  Calculus,  and  he 
will,  no  doubt,  be  among  the  top-notchers  when 
this  year's  records  are  completed. 

Tom's  wanderings  were  confined  to  local 
activity,  especially  since  his  return  this  year, 
and  with  his  usual  efificiency,  he  should  be  able 
to  construct  fiom  memory  an  accurate  map  ot 
all  the  roads  and  estates  in  Delaware  County. 

Tom  claims  no  relationship  to  the  famous 
John  McCormack,  and  it  is  well  that  he  does 
not,  for  Tom's  musical  ability  was  kept  well 
under  cover,  although  on  one  occasion  he  was 
suspected  ot  making  an  endeavor  to  whistle  a 
popular  melody. 


As  we  were  only  "Freshies"  when  Tom  sal- 
lied forth  to  war,  Tom's  character  was  little 
known  to  us,  but  now,  aft-er  having  had  him 
with  us  throughout  the  Senior  year,  and  having 
been  attracted  by  his  natural  ability,  and  his 
willingness  to  help  others  over  the  "rough 
spots",  we  are  glad  to  claim  Tom  as  a  member 
of  the  Class  of  '20.  We  are  all  the  more  pleased 
for  having  had  him  with  us,  and  shall  follow 
with  interest  his  career  in  the  Engineering 
world  after  his  departure  from  our  midst. 


DAVID   FRANCIS   FARLEY 
"Dave" 

"0/i  East  is  East,  and  West  is  West,  and  never 

h'-'-'-r' '■'■■:,■'■'' X--  i^e  twain  shall  wee/.''  v  ;' 

So  said  Kipling,  but,  of  course,  he  could  not 
have  foreseen  the  time  when  "our  Dave", 
claiming  Philadelphia  as  his  home  town,  would 
attend  the  camp  at  Plattsburg,  and  proceed 
under  military  orders  to  Camp  Perry.  And  if 
we  are  to  consider  Sandusky,  O.,  as  being  in 
the  "West,  then  surely  the  Ohio  postmark  on 
Dave's  mail  since  his  return,  would  indicate 
that  the  "twain  have  met". 

Aside  from  being  tall  and  rosy-cheeked,  and 
good-natured,  Dave  is  also  a  good  Engineering 
student,  and  judging  from  the  extent  of  his 
pedal  extremities,  he  should  have  no  trouble  in 
planting  himself  firmly  in  the  engineering  field, 
unless,  perchance,  the  "flivver"  should  some 
day  become  angry  from  being  overburdened, 
and  injudiciously  "fly  off  the  handle". 

But  Dave  himself  says  that  the  Ford  has 
been  a  frequent  source  of  inspiration  to  him, 
and  when,  during  the  pursuance  of  his  course,  he 
would  find  himself  confronted  with  seemingly 
impassable  obstacles,  he  would  follow  the  exam- 
ple of  his  good  old  "flivver"  and,  instead  of 
seeking  a  way  out,  he  would  go  crashing  through 
them  on  high.         , 

Of  course,  not  being  a  boarding  student,  Dave 
has  not  mingled  in  our  midst  except  during 
class  hours,  but  these  times  were  sufficient  for 
Dave  to  make  himself  well  liked  by  all  his 
classmates,  and  every  one  with  whom  he  came 


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in  contact  through  the  medium  of  his  unfaiUng 
good  humor  and  his  even  temper. 

Now  that  our  College  days  are  drawing  to  a 
close,  we  say  good-bye  to  Dave  with  sorrow 
because  of  the  parting,  but  with  the  joy  of  being 
classmates  of  such  a  royal  fellow,  and  a  noble 
and  true  son  of  Villanova  as  "our  own  Dave" 
Farley. 

JOSEPH   THOMAS  "WAUGH 
"Joe" 

''Think  you  these  aerial  wires 
Whisper  more  than  spirits  may?" 

— Alfred  Noyes. 

"Good  old  well-meaning  'Joe'  W'augh" — to 
those  of  us  who  have  been  associated  with  Joe, 
in  class  and  out,  those  are  the  words  that  will 
run  through  our  minds  whenever  we  think  of 
this  member  of  our  class.  Joe's  trouble  was 
not  that  he  spoke  before  he  thought,  but  that 
his  active  brain  was  far  ahead  of  his  speech, 
and  until  Joe  learned  to  concentrate,  he  found 
himself  in  hot  water  all  the  time.  But  Joe  mas- 
tered all  these  difficulties,  and  during  his  Senior 
year,  he  forged  to  the  front  in  his  class  work, 
and  passed  quiz  after  quiz  with  ease  and  confi- 
dence. 

Joe's  outstanding  characteristics  are  loyalty 
and  sincerity — sincerity  in  his  every  undertak- 
ing, and  loyalty  to  his  Alma  Mater,  his  Fra- 
ternity associates,  and  to  the  grand  old  Class 
of  '20.  Joe  could  always  be  counted  on  when 
there  was  anything  electrical  concerned,  and 
being  a  "live  wire"  himself,  he  came  into  con- 
tact with  many  other  less  pleasing  "live  wires" 
in  his  meanderings  about  the  Dynamo  Lab,  or 
when  scrambling  with  carefree  abandonment 
over  the  roof  tops  of  old  Villanova  during  the 
course  of  his  erection  of  the  aerials  for  his  wireless 
telephone,  : 

Joe  was  irrepressible  and  a  hard  man  to 
down.  An  unfortunate  fall  in  the  last  month 
of  class  work  resulted  in  a  severely  sprained 
ankle,  and  kept  Joe  on  crutches  for  a  while,  but 
did  not  serve  to  prevent  him  from  attending 
classes  and  all  other  functions  where  he  deemed 
his  presence  necessary. 


Joe  had  a  good  ear  for  music,  but  just  which 
one  it' was,  we  are  not  qualified  to  judge.  His 
vioUn  rendition  of  the  "Melody  in  F"  sounded 
like  two  letters  higher  to  most  of  us,  untrained 
as  we  were  in  the  art  of  music  and  melody. 

And  if  I  say  I  almost  forgot  to  mention  Joe 
Waugh's  efforts  to  catch  behind  the  bat,  let  not 
some  unkind  soul  say  it  were  better  if  I  had 
forgotten. 

Now  that  our  student  days  are  over,  we  bid 
farewell  to  Joe  with  the  comforting  thought 
that  we  are,  no  doubt,  to  hear  from  him  again 
through  his  sincere  and  untiring  efTorts  in  what- 
ever walk  of  life  he  may  wisely  choose  to  tread. 


JOSEPH   HOWARD   TYRFELL 


Howard",  "Reds" 


Where  wilt  thou  lead  me? 
farther." 


Speak,    ril  go  no 
— Hamlet. 


From  the  day,  or  rather  evening,  that  this 
little  fellow  with  the  thatch  of  auburn  hair  first 
bobbed  up  at  the  "Gobble  Gobble"  initiation 
and  astounded  the  huddled  group  of  bewil- 
dered "freshies"  with  his  impromptu  recita- 
tions. Reds  has  been  the  one  member  of  the 
class,  whom  we  have  had  to  watch  for  "pulling 
the  unexpected". 

Unjustly  accused  of  having  Bolshevistic  ten- 
dencies, always  a  loyal  worker  for  the  best 
interests  of  Villanova,  and  not  easily  led,  How- 
ard was  the  logical  choice  for  Class  President, 
and  he  bore  his  office  well.  Reds  also  served 
as  President  of  the  Athletic  Association,  and 
made  a  capable  manager  for  the  1919  football 
team. 

During  his  Junior  year,  Howard  was  awarded 
the  medal  presented  by  the  Engineering  Society 
each  year  for  the  best  thesis  on  a  topic  of 
interest  to  the  Engineers.  Reds  also  had  a 
propensity  for  short  story  writing,  and  several 
specimens  of  his  literary  efforts  have  appeared 
in  the  Villanovan,  although  none  of  his  "love 
stories"  have  ever  been  published. 

Reds  made  a  good  impression  as  quarterback 
for  the  Villanova  Informals  in  1918,  but  since 
then  he  has  been  content  to  rest  on  his  laurels 


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(and  occasionally  his  well-hollowed  bed),  and  believe  it  in  this  instance,  for  John  was   born 

tear  trousers  and  other  articles  of  clothing  in  and  spent  his  youth  in  the  shadow  of  a  gas 

the  rough  and  tumble  affairs  so  dear  to  his  manufacturing  establishment, 

heart.     Statistics  have  it  that  he  shattered  his  When  he  appeared  in  our  midst,  four  years 

high-powered  spectacles  no  less  than  fourteen  ago,  he  attracted  immediate  attenticn  by  his 

times  in  his  four  years  at  Villanova.  quick  gestures  and  rapid-fire  delivery  of  words. 

Reds,   as  we   have   mentioned,   always  had  Opinion  was  divided  as  to  whether  he  was  an 

the  interest  of  Villanova  at  heart,  and  we  can  animated  jumping-jack  or  a  real  live-wire.    We 

readily  forgive  him  for  the  seeming  transfer  of  decided  that  he  was  a  live  wire  for  he  shocks 

his  affections  to  a  neighboring  Main  Line  insti-  every  one  who  tries  to  handle  his    "line",  by 

tution  of  late.  ;  ;           ^^^^^^^^^i^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^::   ;    c   ■        ;  delivering  a  flow  of  choice  Anglo-Saxon  expres- 

But  our  enthusiasm  has  led  us  far  ahead,  and  sions. 
we  must  go  back  to  the  matter  in  hand.  Reds  During  his  stay  at  Villanova  John  has  become 
was  born  in  the  town  of  Naugatuck  ii  the  noted  for  his  great  argumentative  ability.  He 
peaceful  Connecticut  Valley,  but  his  early  wan-  dominates  every  class  meeting,  overcoming  all 
derings  brought  him  to  W  aterbury,  a  few  miles  opposition  by  his  intimate  knowledge  of  parlia- 
north  of  his  birthplace,  and  attracted  by  the  mentary  terms  and  procedure.  With  an  infor- 
glitter  and  glamor  of  the  Brass  City,  the  mation,  complete  and  authoritative,  on  all  sub- 
youngster  hung  up  his  hat  and  "stayed".  :  jects,  he  has  never  yet  been  worsted  in  an 
And  now  that  Howard  is  to  return  to  the  argument,  for  he  supplements  his  knowledge 
city  of  his  choice,  "watch  out".  With  fear  with  the  principle,  "If  you  can't  convince  a 
and  trembling,  we  shall  scan  the  newspapers  man,  knock  him  down."  Besides  this,  he  con- 
day  by  day,  for  the  one  prophecy  we  feel  com-  ducts  a  sort  of  informal  Information  Bureau, 
pelled  to  make  in  this  odd  collection  of  Class  dealing  with  the  leading  ethical  questions.  For 
Histories  is  that  J.  Howard  Tyrell,  Villanova,  full  information  on  all  the  latest  scandals,  it  is 
'20,  will  some  day  become  the  fearless,  law-  customary  to  consult  John  Martin.  ■ 
abiding  Mayor  of  the  thriving  metropolis  of  No  matter  what  way  you  take  him,  John  is 
Waterbury.  "some  boy".  He  started  out  in  lifeasa  news- 
And  so,  with  this  prediction,  the  Class  of  '20  paper  reporter  and  rose  rapidly  in  the  field  of 
bids  fond  farewell  to  its  trusted  President,  with  journalism.  The  New  York  Times  made  him  a 
the  calm  assurance  that  we  are  sending  forth  into  flattering  off'er  to  go  abroad  as  special  war  cor- 
the  battle,  a  warrier,  who  will  be  ever  mindful  respondent,  but  he  decided  to  go  to  college,  and 
of  the  traditions  of  Alma  Mater,  and  whose  turned  a  deaf  ear  to  all  allurements.  Person- 
every  act  will  be  for  the  sake  of  Honor,  Right-  ally  we  think  he  was  cut  out  to  be  an  actor,  for 
eousness,  and  Justice.             /      ;             ;  he  has  dark,  languid  almost  soulful  eyes,  and 

a    general    appearance    of    tragic    melancholy, 

JOHN    B.    MARTIN,  A.B.  admirably  adapted  for  a  Hamlet  or  even  an 

omelet,  if  the  audience  chooses  to  throw  eggs. 

"Johnnie"  He  has  already  made  his  debut  on  the  stage  in 

Senior  theatricals,  but  as  a  prophet  is  never 

"yl  man  in  all  the  world's  new  fashions  planted,  appreciated  in  his  own  country,  thus  was  it  with 

That  hath  a  mint  of  phrases  in  his  brain.''  Johnnie.     He  had  sorrie  harrowing  experiences, 

:,                 -        —Shakespeare.  very  riearly  meeting  with  foul  play,  so  he  is 

discouraged  now  and  thinks  an  actor's  life  is 
The  Class  of  1920  includes  some  remarkably  too  dangerous, 
eloquent  individuals,  but  one  of  the  most  talk-  In  college  activities,  John  has  distinguished 
ative  fellows  we  ever  met  is  our  friend,  silent  himself  in  all  branches  of  athletics,  but  espe- 
Johnnie,  the  loquacious  Irishman.  It  is  said  daily  in  the  hammer  throw.  In  addition,  he 
that  one's  environment  in  early  life  has  a  marked  is  a  prominent  Greek  student,  an  excellent  rep- 
influence  on  his  character.    We  are  inclined  to  resentative  of  the  equestrian  age  of  Greek  liter- 


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ature.  His  only  regret  is  that  we  did  not  form 
aglee  club,  for  he  just  loves  to.  sing.  He  ought 
to  be  a  good  singer  for  he  has  legs  like  a  canary. 
Laying  aside  all  chaffing,  John  is  one  of  the 
most  earnest  and  hardworking  fellows  in  the 
class.  He  is  always  willing  to  lend  a  helping 
hand  to  those  who  are  in  difficulty:  a  cheerful 
companion,  an  all-round  good  fellow.  I ri  bid- 
ding farewell  to  John,  we  feel  that  we  are  part- 
ing with  a  friend  whose  industrious  habits  and 
willing  disposition  will  gain  for  him  success  in 
life. 

HENRY   E.  GREENLEE 

"Harry" 

*^He  doth  indeed  show  some  sparks  that  are  like 

Some  eight  years  ago  there  appeared  within 
these  ancient  portals  two  little  boys  holding 
each  other  tightly  by  the  hand.  The  elder 
appeared  scared  out  of  his  wits  and  wanted  to 
run,  but  the  younger  with  whom  we  are  con- 
cerned announced  very  nonchalantly  that  they 
were  from  Haverford  (a  nearby  socially  famous 
hamlet)  and  that  his  big  brother  could  fight  if 
there  were  any  question  of  needed  defense. 
These  little  boys  were  Joe  Dougherty  and  Harry 
Greenlee  and  since  we  were  somewhat  in  awe 
of  Harry's  antagonistic  brother  we  received 
them  both  with  open  arms.  Harry  soon  showed 
that  he  was  going  to  stay  and  proved  himself 
a  loyal  iViend  and  a  good  sport,  despite  the 
handicap  of  a  deep  bass  whisper  and  an  inabil- 
ity to  whittle.  He  was  equally  at  home  in  the 
lecture  room  and  laboratory'  as  on  the  cinder 
track  and  diamond — in  fact  he  captured  prizes 
several  times  in  his  classical  course  and  also  at 
the  annual  meets.  Of  late  years,  however,  he 
seems  to  have  neglected  his  sprinting  since  he 
'  has  acquired  the  telltale  habit  of  arriving  late 
lor  eight  o'clock  class.  He  seems  to  have  become 
quite  successful,  however,  in  framing  excuses, 
because  he  invariably  has  one  ready  and  the 
Professor  in  question  always  smiles.  After 
causing  a  lot  of  commotion  by  arriving  late  he 
generally  sits  demurely  until  Father  Tourcher 
asks  some  such  question  as  "Where  is  Dough- 


erty this  morning?"  Then  our  friend  Harry 
causes  an  uproar  by  answering,  "Yes  Father.". 
Oh  yes,  Harry  keenly  appreciates  a  joke,  espe- 
cially his  own,  but  sometimes  he  has  some  diffi-> 
culty  convincing  his  hearers  of  the  humorous 
character  of  his  remarks.  He  generally  intro- 
duces himself  by  saying,  "Is  there  anything 
new  or  startling",  and  after  an  engrossing  con- 
versation you  hear,  "I'll  see  y 'a  later,'*  and 
then  you  know  he  is  gone.  We  know  little  of 
Harry's  social  activities,  because  he  is  rather 
reticent  on  the  subject,  but  rumor  has  it  that 
his  early  flirtations  ended  rather  disastrously  on 
account  of  his  inability  to  wink  without  shut- 
ting both  eyes.  Such  a  pity,  too,  since  he  has 
baby  blue  eyes  a.nd  light  curly  hair.  ^      - 

Apart  from  all  this  he  is  one  of  the  finest 
characters  we  have  met.  He  has  been  a  true 
friend  and  a  deep  student.  Perseverance  and 
constancy  are  among  his  predominant  virtues. 
May  he  have  the  same  success  in  future  life 
that  he  has  attained  within  these  hallowed  walls. 


PAUL  M.   JUDSON 

^He  is  a  gentleman  on  whom  I  build  an  absolute 

trust." 


Mista'  Pawl  Judson,  a  rather  elongated 
strawberry  blond,  was  born  in  that  state  which 
gave  so  many  other  illustrious  men  to  the  great 
U.  S.  A.,  Virginia.  Realizing  that  he,  too, 
must  uphold  the  standards  set  by  his  fellow 
statesmen,  "The  Father  of  Our  Country"  and 
"The  Sage  of  Monticello"  Mis.t'a'  Judson 
thought  it  behooved  him  to  come  to  that  col- 
lege where  he  might  imbibe  principles  of  patri- 
otism and  learning,  so,  as  soon  as  he  was  able 
to  determine  for  himself,  he  selected  old  Villa- 
nova.    „;■-■;.■      ,  .   ■  .,;-,; 

Paul  has  been  with  us  for  the  past  eight  years. 
"When  he  first  arrived  he  was  a  little  red-headed 
shaver  in  knee  breeches.  His  first  night  up  in 
the  big  dormitory  almost  proved  his  undoing. 
There  was  no  "Mammy"  to  tuck  her  "HI 
hunny"  under  the  quilts  and  the  musical  (?) 
snoring  of  the  "old  vets"  was  so  much  different 
from  the  lullaby  he  used  to  hear  that  Paul 
burst  into  tears.     The  "cruel"  prefect  had  no 


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17 


comforting  words  to  offer  and  his  pathetic  sobs 
only  drew  opprobrium  from  the  older  boys. 
O  how  different  from  the  quiet  Southern  home! 

But  Paul's  malady  was  short-lived.  As  soon 
as  he  became  acquainted  things  took  on  a  rosier 
tint.  His  quaint  Southern  accent  and  his 
stories  of  the  South,  eapedally  of  his  "Mammy", 
soon  made  him  the  center  of  attraction.  His 
magnetic  personality  drew  all  to  himself  and 
as  years  roll  by  the  magnet  loses  nothing  of  its 
drawing  powier.  Paul  is  a  magnet  of  a  new 
species.  There  is  no  repelling  force  in  him  . 
Either  pole  is  attracted  and  magnetized  with 
the  "Judsonian"  principles  of  cheerfulness, 
loyalty  and  good  fellowship.    ^^^^^^^^;^^^^■^^^^^-  :^ 

Periodically  Paul  puts  on  some  excess  avoir- 
dupois. There  is,  however,  method  in  his  mad- 
ness. He  always  does  this  before  some  big 
event  in  his  life.  Before  he  came  to  Villanova 
he  took  on  ten  pounds;  in  Fourth  Prep  he  in- 
creased so  much  he  had  to  get  bigger  clothes; 
this  was  in  preparation  for  his  college  course: 
and  this  year,  in  preparation  for  the  climax,  he 
has  put  on  so  much  weight  that  Mr.  Whelan, 
his  manager,  is  now  looking  for  an  engagement, 
with  the  winner  of  the  Dempsey-Carpentier 
bout. 

The  only  difficulty  about  this  increase  is  that 
it  interferes  with  Paul's  tennis.  O,  yes  he's  a 
tennis  player!  Paul  always  was  "in  love" 
with  tennis  but  "love"  in  tennis  means  noth- 
ing to  Paul.  True,  he  has  never  met  Tilden  or 
Johnson  but  he  has  met — defeat — around  Villa- 
nova  just  the  same. 

From  tennis  Paul  developed  another  art. 
His  ear  became  keenly  tuned  to  the  lyre-like 
music  as  his  racket  hit — the  air.  Paul  decided 
to  use  this  musical  ear  to  advantage,  so  he  got 
a  job  in  the  band— carrying  the  bass  drum. 
More  musical  knowledge  and  then  he  took 
mandolin  lessons.  We  have  no  doubt  but  that 
he  can  play  many  tunes  or  any  tune  but  all  we 
have  heard  so  far  is  "I'm  comin'  ",  still  he  never 
gets  there.  That  is,  he  never  "gets  there" 
musically — but  he's  "all  there"  every  other 
way. 

True  to  his  Southern  instincts  Paul  always 
kept  a  creditable  stable.  His  favorite  horses 
were  "Euripedcs"  and  "  Phaedo",  which  he 
always  insisted  on  riding  himself.    When  Aris- 


totle threw  him  the  disgrace  was  too  much  for 
him,  so  he  sold  out  his  entire  stock.  Paul  says 
jockeying  is  not  what  it's  cracked  up  to  be; 
you  always  have  to  be  careful  that  the  pony 
doesn't  break  into  a  gallop;  and  then  again, 
the  "judges"  are  sometimes  pretty  shrewd 
merchants  who  can  readily  detect  when  the 
horse  is  a  little  off;  What  hurts  Paul  most  is 
the  fact  that  he  has  figured  in  the  money  for  the 
past  six  years  and  then,  just  as  he  is  about  to 
retire,  he  must  submit  to  the  humiliation  of 
reading  his  fair  name  among  the  "also  ran". 

As  a  student  Paul  was  always  right  up  among 
the  leaders.  You  just  ought  to  hear  him  talk 
about  "ratiocination"  and  "the  peculiar  idio- 
syncrasies of  the  exalted  men  of  ancient  antiq- 
uity" and  the  "tabala  rasa";  what  that  man 
don't  know!  The  only  thing  Paul  can't  see  is 
how  Kant  saw  what  he  did  see.  Even  Mista' 
Judson  admits  that  in  Kant  he  has  met  his  equal. 

Paul's  habitual  good  nature,  his  sunny  South- 
ern disposition  and  his  ever-helping  hand  to  a 
friend  in  need  has  won  for  him  a  host  ol  friends 
during  his  long  stay  at  Villanova.  The  man 
whose  motto  is  "Don't  worry,  sleep  long,  and 
give  the  boys  a  lift"  will  always  be  remembered 
by  his  classmates  as  a  grand  young  gentleman 
from  the  South. 

/  ;     JOHN   JOSEPH   HUDSON,  A.B. 

'■:/:;■::;'■■■;  ;;::^;:;;;-;V;.,:/  " J ACK'':_.;/V-y:.^: v-:;-':\';;.. ;::■'■ 

'^  Thus  through  the  parting  clouds  this  son  ofmght 
Wings  on  the  zvhistling  winds  his  rapid  uay: 
Notv  smoothly  steers  through  air  his  equal  flight, 
Now  springs  alojt  and  towers  ethereal  height.'' 

We  have  all,  at  some  time  or  another,  hitched 
the  wagon  of  our  ambitious  hopes  to  some  lofty 
star.  Descending  from  the  sublime  to  the 
individual,  however,  it  was  never  Jack's  way 
to  accept  these  time-honored  aphorisms  even  in 
their  fullest  metaphorical  sense.  But  with  his 
characteristic,  though  unassuming  determina- 
tion, he  actually  steered  his  "bus"  aloft,  "above 
the  clouds,  above  the  starry  sky".  Aero- 
nautically  speaking,  Jack  was  some  sky  pilot. 
Had  the  armistice  not  put  an  end  to  his  "fly- 
ing",   we    have    little    doubt    he    would    have 


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"trumped"  the  whole  deck  of  "aces",  we  .can   see  little  or  no  change  in  him, — the 

Jack  tried  hard  back  in  '18  at  the  beginning  same  high  stiff  collar,   the  unvarying  trim  of 

of  his  Senior  year  to  enlist  in  Uncle  Sam's  Fly-  the  hair,  and  the  same  straightforward  look  in 

ing  Squadron.     But  events  did  not  move  fast  his  eye,  with  the  same  twinkle  always  lurking 

enough  to  suit  his  eagerness  to  "get  over"  and  there. 

do  his  bit.     Somehow,  he  learned  that  Canada  Hazleton,  Pa.,  claims  Joe  as  her  own  and  is 

was  also  mixed  up  in  the  Great  A^/ar,  and  he  even  now  preparing  to  welcome  this  promising 

enlisted  in  the  R.  A.  F.    It  was  indeed  a  Royal  young  engineer  home  with  open  arms.     But  to 

Air  Force,  now,  and  the  days  of  the  war  were  limit  Joe's   scope   to   Hazleton    would    be  an 

numbered.  injustice,  for  Joe  made  a  record  showing  with 

Up   in   the   air,    far  above   the   maddeninjg  the  record-breaking  Villanovan  representatives 

crowd,  was  just  the  elbow  room  Jack  desired,  at  Plattsburg,  and  with    Farley  and  Murphy 

There,  there  was  no  limitation  to  the  possi  ili-  gave  up  a  commission  to  return  to  Villanova 

ties  of  negative  gravity.    The  sky  was  the  limit,  oniy  to  be  made  a  sergeant  in  the  Unit  here. 

There,  he  cbuld  while  away  the  weary  hours  in  As  a  "non-com",  he  proved  himself  one  of  the 

those  indulgences  so  dear  to  his  youthful  heart  best  liked  disciplinarians  and  always  bore  him- 

— rock  himself  to  sleep  on  the  "bumpy  air",  self   in   soldierly   fashion   and   one   that  com- 

and  dream  of  his  native  village,  Bryn  Mawr;  manded  respect. 

or,  steerlr^g  the  "bus"  with  his  educated  feet,  Joe's  pal  was  John  Jones,  and  his  fondest 

with   a   "Lucky  Strike"   in  one  hand  and  a  memories  will  always  be  of  "Stretch'!  and  his 

"Top   Notch"   in   the  other,  to  bask  in   the  fiddle.    Joe  has  a  rare  sense  of  humor,  and  his 

genial  influences  of  the  midday  sunv  famous  "dry  "  wit  is  in  keeping  with  the  times. 

But,  as  the  poet  said,  everything  that  goes  To  "go  him  one  better"  was  well  nigh  impossi^ 

up  must  come  down,  if  it  does  not  stay  up.    So,  ble,  and  he  left  many  a  sore  side  with  his  part- 

we  have  had  Jack  back  with  us  this  year.     It  ing  shots  upon  the  breaking  up  of  the  midnight 

is  not  to  be  supposed  for  a  minute  that  Jack  lunpheons  in  Room  17. 

is  a  mere  intellectual  vagabond.     He  has  at-  Jones'  great  joy  in  life  would  be  to  find  out 

tained  considerable  fame  in  the  realm  of  mathe-  fromwhenceall  Joe's  mail  came  and  why  his  room 

matics  and  language.     Personally,  we  believe  is  always  locked  after  meals.      Rumor  has  it 

his  interest  in  aeronautics  was  awakened  by  the  that  Joe  liked  his  bed  as  well  as  Johnnie  did, 

possibilities  suggested   by   the  assentate   of  a  but  did  not  like  to  be  caught  napping, 

hyperbola.  Donegal  Hill,  we  return  to  you  one  who  is  a 

The   parting  of  the  ways  has  come  again,  credit  to  himself  and  to  you,  and  one  whose 

We  are  sorry  to  part  with  so  genial  and  consid-  sense  of  loyalty  and  duty  will  never  be  found 

era te  a  friend,  but  the  memory  of  these  "happy  lacking, 
carefree  days"  together  will  always  be  a  source 

of  pleasure.    We  wish  him  good  luck.  FRANCIS   ALOYSIUS   MURPHY 

■     ■*  ■    "^  .^•■; v:.^ ■^-■^'v;^■.,;;■.:■■■:^''MuRPH'',  ."Sir-uDs"  ,  „■■-:"■: 

■■;  JOSEPH  ALOYSIUS  GILLESPIE 

\!'^':-  :^  "■-■^■':''r'^^[  :  -r^'  \^'y':'']\'/*' In  my  dreams  the  Sergeant,  the  Kaiser,  and 

"Doney",  "Joe"                      :  Kipling  mix  my  feet. 

Saying  East  is  left,  and  Might  is  Right,  and 

"  Calm  in  his  voice,   and  calm  within  his  eye!^  never  the  twain  shall  meet.^'            ^ 

Such  was  Joe  Gillespie.     Entering  Villanova  This  unassuming  young  man  with  the  ever- 

a  little  late  for  the  opening  of  classes,  Joe  was  present   twinkle   in   his  soft    blue    eyes,   hails 

so  modest  and  retiring  that  it  was  some  time  from  the  neighboring  town  of  Ardmore,  where 

before  even  the  Professors  knew  he  was  here,  the  autocars  are  made.     "Who  can  forget  the 

And  externally  he's  the  same  Joe  today,  and  time    "Murph"    declined    a   commission    after 


THE  VILLANOVAN  19 

qualifying   as   an.   expert   machine   gunner   at  oh  the  scene,  ever  ready  to  offer  an  ingenious 

Plattsburg"?     Returning    to   Villanova,  he  was  suggestion  for  the  solution  of  one  of  the  many 

made  a  Sergeant,   and  as  Sergeant    Murphy  deep  problems  that  have  taken  up  our  time 

became  a  great  favorite,  until  one  fatal  evening  during  the  past  four  years.    He  joined  us  at  the 

he  led  an  expedition  past  the  guards,  only  to  be  beginning  of  our  freshman  year,  hailing  from 

captured  upon  his  return,  and  to  be  reduced  to  a  Boston,  "alias"  Hyde  Park.    Of  course,  we  do 

Buck  Private  in  the  rear  rank.  not  know  his  motive  for  disavowing  the  latter 

It  was  certainly  the  "irony  of  fate",  but  and  claiming  in  its  place  the  "center  of  culture" 
"good  scout"  that  he  was,  he  bore  his  troubles  as  his  locus  habitationis.  Dame  Rumor,  how- 
well  and  served  two  weeks  K.  P.,  and  then  with  ever,  has  noised  it  abroad  that  Hyde  Park  is, 
head  held  high  and  eyes  front,  he  won  recogni-  as  its  name  would  indicate,  namely,  "out  of 
tion  from  his  superior  officers  and  reinstatement  sight".  Hence,  there  may  be  a  reason  for  hi"* 
to  his  position  of  trust  jagain.                           ':  madness.      ;         ^^  ^^^^^^^^  ^^^^^^^^                         ;^^ 

But  Frank's  ability  was  not  confined  to  mili-  He  was  once  what  you  might  call  a  precocious 

tary  science,  for  he  persisted  in  his  studies  and  boy,  and  as  a  result  the  narrow  limits  of  the 

also   showed   business   aptitude   in   his  official  "Park"  made  him  feel  rather  cramped;   so  he 

capacity    as    Advertising    Manager    for    the  jumped  the  fence  and  began  to  wander.     He 

Vfllanovan.  wandered  considerably,  so  much  so  that  if  one 

Having  mentioned  in  the  opening  paragraph  were  to  write  a  history  of  his  whole  life,  many 

that  Murph  resides  in  Ardmore,  we  need  go  no  portions  of  it  would  have   to  remain  an  inex- 

further,  in  the  description  of  his  mode  of  living  plicable   mystery.      In   his  wanderings   he   ac- 

or  his  predominating  characteristics.     Murph's  quired  a  fund  of  information  not  foun^  today 

voqal   ability   need   hardly  be  mentioned,  for  outside  of  the  latest  encyclopedias.     He  rubbed 

with  the  exception  of  a  few  early  morning  ver-  shoulders  with  men  of  importance  and  "got  on 

sions  of  Harry  Lauder's  famous  ditties  as  inter-  the  inside"  of  the  policy  that  forms  and  shapes 

preted  by  Joe  Gillespie,  and  the  incessant  Jones  nations.     Thus  was  he  when  he  came  to  us. 

fiddle,  the  Class  of  1920  was  not  famed  for  its  He  is,  however,  by  no  means  bashful  and  the 

musical  ability.                            *  cat  soon  got  out  of  the  bag.     He  would  often 

However,  Frank  did  indulge  in  the  gentle  let  loose  on  the  professor,  holding  him  spell- 
Terpischorean  Art,  at  times,  and,  we  have  been  bound  for  the  greater  part  of  the  hour  with  his 
informed,  once  won  a  prize  for  dancing,  the  rapid-fire,  while  the  rest  of  the  class  shifted 
prize  being  won  through  a  lucky  number  on  the  uneasily  in  their  seats.  In  this  way  many  a 
door  ticket,  which  Murph  "happened"  to  free  hour  fell  to  our  lot.  His  versatility  en- 
possess,  abled  him  to  talk  on  any  subject,  to  take  part 

Good  luck  to  you  "Murph",  old  boy,  and  in  any  argument.    When  called  upon  he  could 

now  that  we  are  to  sever  the  bonds  which  have  also  take  up  hjs  pen  and  dash  off  a  story  for  the 

held   us   together  during  our  college  days  at  Villanovan.    So  great  is  his  energy  that  during 

Villanova,  we  wish  you  every  success  in  your  his  time  with   us  we  have  been  afforded   the 

new  work,  and  hasten  to  assure  you  we  shall  unique  opportunity  of  witnessing   in   him   the 

always   be  proud  to  number  you  among  the  greatest  antithesis  in  nature,   namely,   intense 

faithful  Alumni  of  our  fair  Alma  Mater.  action  and  absolute  passivity— in  other  words, 

,  profound   slumber.      It   he   pauses   even   for  a 

-JOSEPH   W.    PAQUETTE  moment  from  his  work,  which  rarely  happens, 

"Joe"  Morpheus  wraps  his  gentle  arms  about  "Joe", 

,,  V  .         7       7                     7  ,,  and  carries  him  off  to  the  land  of  dreams.     For 

I  pray  tnee,  hear  me  speak.  ..                      ,         ij^i              .-^..u 

^     -^                              r,,    ,     i  this  reason  we  have  had  to  keep  a  strict  watch 

— Shakespeare.  .  .         .         .                ^       •         •     ^u 

:                         •  over  him,  since  he  goes  to  sleep   in  the  most 

"Look  fellows,  I've  got  an  idea."     Now  do  unusual   places  with  great  danger  to  his  life. 

not  get  excited  at  this  strange  phenomenon,  And  as  for  forgetfulness,  it  is  not  an  unusual 

my  friends,  for  it  is  only  Joe,  who    has  arrived  thing  to  see  him  dashing  around  madly  during 


.i«t^AU^y^yg(ff,  ■fjagite^.Ai;,.t*if  a.fe>j.a. 


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his  spare  moments  out  of  class  in  search  of  the 
one  that  took  his  hammer  (do  not  mistake  me, 
for  I  am  not  speaking  metaphorically),  while 
dll  the  time  it  is  hanging  out  of  his  back  pocket. 
Like  most  men  he  has  his  hobbies:  now  he  is 
busy  developing  and  printing  pictures  of  "the 
bunch";  at  another  time  he  shuts  himself  up 
"in  his  laboratory  and  forces  nature  to  give  up 
to  him  a  sufficient  quantity  of  a  beverage 
exceedingly  rare  and  scarce,  but  desired  by 
many  in  this  our  day.      -^  \ 

Enough  of  this.  Let  us  look  at  the  jiobler 
side.  As  a  student  he  ranks  among  the  fore- 
most. In  fact  he  is  a  specialist  in  one  importanl 
branch  of  studies.  vV  hatever  faults  he  may 
have,  for  no  man  is  without  them,  we  can  easily 
overlook;  since  his  good  qualities  will  more 
than  compensate  for  them.  He  is  generous  and 
kind,  ever  ready  to  perform  a  service  for  one  in 
need.  Good  luck  and  best  wishes  from  the 
Class  of  '20. 

THOMAS   BLESSINGTON 

"Tom" 

''He  can  fish  and  study,  too.''    , 

— Izaak  Walton. 

Just  six  short  years  ago  Tomniie  temporarily 
abandoned  his  home  town,  Lawrence,  Mass., 
and  came  to  Villanova  in  quest  of  learning. 
The  honors  he  has  earned  from  time  to  time 
and  more  especially  the  place  he  has  won  in  the 
hearts  of  us  all  give  evidence  of  the  success  that 
has  attended  his  stay.  It  must  not  be  sup- 
posed, however,  that  his  li'e  was  an  unsuccess- 
ful or  an  uneventful  one  before  he  turned  his 
back  on  the  "Spicket  City".  We  have  since 
learned  that  during  his  spare  time,  he  was  quite 
a  prominent  figure  at  the  local  track  meets,  and 
even  winner  sometimes.  Yes,  Tom  was  quite  a 
runner  in  his  clay;  indeed  he  was  so  used  to 
setting  the  pace  that  since  he  has  been  with  us 
he  has  outstripped  his  original  classmates  by 
two  years.  Tommie's  life  was  pretty  much  of 
an  outdoor  one  before  he  left  home.  He  used 
to  hike  through  the  White  Mountains  often, 
and  as  for  fishing!  he  knew  almost  every  trout 
and  .salmon  hole  in  the  New  Hampshire  lakes. 


Of  course  all  this  was  quite  a  long  time  ago 
and  it  must  have  been,  because  Tommie  him- 
self refers  to  it  as  "when  I  was  a  young  fellow", 
an,d  Tommie's  no  spring  chicken.  Though  he 
still  retains  many  of  the  marks  of  youth,  yet 
time  is  telling,  for,  alas!  those  once  fair  locks 
are  now  either  gone  or  going.  And  yet,  there 
is  a  redeeming  feature  even  in  this,  for  Shake- 
speare surely  must  have  had  our  Tom- — or  some- 
body else's  Tom  who  was  very  much  like  ours — 
in  his  mind's  eye  when  he  said:  "What  he  hath 
spared  men  in  hair,  he  hath  given  them  in  wit." 
When  not  engaged  in  spare  time  pursuits,  Tom 
followed  the  trade  of  a  printer.  He  started  in 
right  at  the  bottom  as  a  common  ordinary 
"devil",  and  to  hear  him  tell  some  of  the  every- 
day experiences  in  his  life  in  this  position  one 
can  easily  appreciate  how  well  named  the 
printer's  devil  is,  and  that  he  need  never  get 
homesick  for  fire  and  brimstone  so  long  as 
there's  something  going  wrong  that  can  be 
blamed  on  him.  ■'i<:^■^■■^r\r:.■::■irr:•/■]:^-:::,^ 

We  certainly  regret  that  Tom  is  to  leave  us 
for  he  has  been  a  most  interesting  and  con- 
genial companion,  and  his  bright  and  kind- 
hearted  disposition  will  linger  in  our  memory 
long  after  our  college  days  are  over.  The  best 
wish  we  can  offer  him  is  that  his  life  in  the 
years  to  come  will  be  attended  with  the  same 
measure  of  success  as  those  he  has  spent  with 
us  at  dear  old  Villanova. 

JOSEPH   M.   DOUGHERTY,  A.B.       ^^ 

■,      rjiMMIE" 

" How  far  (he  little  candle  throws  his  beam." 

Some  years  ago,  the  date  and  year  we  are 
not  prepared  to  say,  there  came  to  this  old  world 
of  ours  a  grinning  youngster.  He  was  chris- 
tened Joseph  but  "Jimmie"  or  "Doc"  have 
supplanted  this  appellation.  Other  names  not 
appearing  well  in  print,  have  been  given  to  our 
grinning  hero.  Haverford  or  Kilkenny  boasts 
as  the  birthplace  of  this  young  man.  He  came 
to  Villanova  some  eight  years  back  but  not  as 
a  stranger  for  as  he  says  himself — he  often 
appeared  on  the  baseball  and  football  fields  in 
the  mob  scenes,  before  he  came  as  a  student. 


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As  some  well-known  author  has  said,  "A 
smile  is  something  that  cracks  your  face  with- 
out breaking  it",  we  would  say  that  Jimmie's 
face  is  pretty  well  cracked  most  of  the  time. 
The  said  smile  extends  from  ear  to  ear.  "We 
call  it  a  grin  and  he  has  cultivated  a  chuckle  to 
go  with  it.  When  he  gets  both  going  at  once 
he  sounds  and  looks  like  a  freight  car  with  a 
broken  axle,  on  a  rainy  night.  He  has  devel- 
oped many  traits  since  he  came  to  our  rnidst. 
"We  presume  he  had  them  in  the  dormant  state, 
his  own  peculiar  state.  He  has  a  ready  and  a 
steady  line  of  talk.  As  a  political  speaker  he 
has  the  reputation  of  being  a  good  one— we 
know.  He  is  a  convincing  speaker,  if  you  don't 
know  him.  To  those  who  do  the  answer  to 
all  his  efforts  is  "Now  Jimmie".  Another  trait 
developed  in  our  midst  is  the  wonderful  shower 
Of  sneezes  he  can  squeeze  into  a  minute  also  the 
uproar  which  he  makes  at  the  time.  At  first 
we  thought  we  were  in  the  midst  of  a  cloud- 
burst, but  after  a  short  time  we  got  used  to  it 
and  appeared  in  his  presence  with  a  towel. 

When  he  first  came  the  cultivation  of  his  hair 
did  not  bother  him,  but  as  he  says  himself,  grow- 
ing dignity  and  self-respect  demands  it  of  him 
now,  and  his  well-oiled." pomp"  appears  where- 
ever  his  original  grin  takes  him.  The  outstand- 
ing feature  of  his  young  life  is  his  ability  to  get 
to  class  just  a  little  late,  his  "line"  as  usual 
sees  him.  His  inclination  to  sleep  is  noticeable 
at  all  times  but  especially  in  class.  He  wakes 
the  rest  of  us  up  by  snoring  or  else  we  wake  in 
time  to  hear  "Dougherty,  wake  up"  from  the 
Professor.    .'^ '-:;.v  ■         ■ :. 

He  has  a  wonderful  disposition,  this  smiling 
hero  of  ours,  coupled  with  his  willingness  to 
help  others  he  has  won  for  himself  the  esteem 
and  friendship  of  all  his  classmates.  "We  part 
with  him  assured  that  he  will  be  a  credit  to 
Villanova,  no  matter  where  he  goes,  and  that 
he  will  attain  a  high  post  in  his  path  of  life. 

JOHN    FRANCIS    MCCARTHY 
:;:■■■■  "Mac"-.:, 


"And  still  the  wonder  grew 
That  one  small  head  could  carry  all  he  knew.'' 

— Goldsmith. 

Six  years  have  come  and  gone  since  John  first 
came  to  us  from  the  plains  of  Lawrence,  Mass. 


He  was  a  mere  slip  of  a  youngster  then,  sfiy  and 
timid,  of  a  retiring  disposition  that  he  has  never 
lost,  and  bids  fair  to  keep  forever. 

During  the  first  two  years,  John  did  not  do 
much  except  to  raise  doubts  in  our  minds,  as  to 
his  age.  He  claimed  to  be  but  fourteen  but 
when  he  began  to  talk  about  all  the  positions 
he  had  held  back  in  his  native  town,  we  con- 
cluded that  either  he  was  twice  this  age,  or 
that  he  was  a  very  poor  workman.  And  yet  in 
all  fairness  we  must  admit  that  John  is  quite 
a  versatile  workman.  He  can  work  and  work 
well  at  anything  that  requires  the  use  of  tools. 
His  hobby  is  things  electrical.  He  is  never  so 
well  satisfied  as  when  he  is  installing  buzzers 
or  "pulling  wires".  "Mac"  also  has  an  apti- 
tude for  mending  alarm  clocks  and  watches, 
preferably  the  "Big  Ben"  and  "IngersoH" 
types.  So  clever  is  he  at  this  art  that  he  charges 
no  fee  for  his  services,  for  he  always  has  enough 
parts  left  to  make  one  for  himself. 

As  a  student  John  excels  in  the  Classics.  His 
favorite  study  is  Greek.  Homer,  Aeschylus, 
Plato  and  Aristotle  are  his  select  authors.  So 
anxious  is  he  to  interpret  their  thoughts  cor- 
rectly that  he  has  always  at  hand  the  latest 
editions  of  the  best  English  commentaries.  He 
also  likes  Philosophy,  and  is  a  great  admirer  of 
Cardinal  Mercier.  Having  studied  French 
when  a  youngster  "Mac"  is  able  to  read  his 
friend's  works  in  the  original.  John  missed  a 
rare  opportunity  of  discussing  some  of  the 
greater  problems  with  the  Cardinal,  when  his 
hero  recently  visited  Villanova.  But  we  feel 
sure  that  the  ovation  accorded  the  distinguished 
visitor  made  up  for  this  disappointment. 

John  is  very  much  at  home  on  the  ball  field. 
His  one  ambition  is  to  be  a  pitcher.  He  would 
rather  pitch  than  do  anything  else.  We  wish 
that  he  would  do  anything  else  than  pitch.  In 
his  saner  moments  he  is  content  with  playing 
around  third  base.  He  has  also  remarkable  ability 
in  dramatics,  being  especially  capable  of  play- 
ing the  parts  of  royal  personages,  because  of  a 
fortunate  disposition  of  nature,  as  he  says.  John 
cannot  sing  but  he  can  play  music  with  some 
skill.  He  is  a  cornetist,  and  also  leads  the 
band  on  all  grand  occasions. 

Among  his  classmates  John  has  a  personal 
attraction  all  his  own.  Blessed  with  a  kind  and 
genial  disposition  he  is  a  friend  worth  having. 


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W  e  are  glad  that  he  has  been  with  us  in  our 
College  days.  Though  the  youngest  member 
of  the  c.ass,  he  ranks  with  the  oldest  in  display- 
ing the  true  Villanova  spirit.  "v\  e  wish  him  the 
best  of  luck  in  the    uture. 

JEROME  A.   MAHONEY 

"Mo" 

"  The  man  worth  while 
Is  the  man  uith  a  smile 
When  everything  goes  dead  wron;j^." 

Six  feet  oi"  first  class  quality  was  the  treasure 
that  surprised  our  unsuspecting  flock  at  the 
opening  of  its  Sophomore  year,  bearing  breezily 
into  our  midst,  and  labeled  as  above.  Yes,  that's 
the  name,  all  right,  though  it  might  well  be  a 
revelation  to  some  and  a  sudden  reminder  to  a 
good  -many  for  "Jerome"  quickly  became 
"Jerry"  and  Mahoney  decreased  to  "Mo". 
And  these  are  not  J.  Mo's  only  possessions  in 
the  line  of  sobriquets  either;  he  also  enjoys 
"Red",  "Lefty"  and  "Smoke"  for  obvious 
reasons. 

Jerry  didn't  wander  far  from  home  when  he 
set  out  for  Villanova.  The  other  terminus  of 
his  journey  was  the  beautiful  village  of  Jenkin- 
town,  in  the  same  state, — ^the  "Ideal  Suburb". 
The  population  of  this  little  community  is  not 
dense;  furthermore,  although  some  of  its  indi- 
vidual members  may  be  so,  our  hero  certainly 
is  not.  To  be  assured  of  this  it  is  sufficient 
either  to  tell  him  a  joke  or  to  listen  to  his. 
The  keenness  of  his  wit  almost  equals  his  cheer- 
ful good  nature,  and  that  this  is  saying  a  lot 
is  very  clear  from  the  (act  that  even  Senior 
Greek  didn't  ruffle  his  calmness. 

Owing  to  "Mo's"  natural  and  sincere  show 
of  interest  in  his  studies,  it  is  difficult  to  accuse 
him  of  any  favorite  branch  with  conviction, — 
always  excepting,  of  course,  that  Greek!  His 
interest  goes  beyond  his  studies  of  course: 
interested  in  sports  and  fun,  interested  in  help- 
ing out  his  neighbor,  interested  in  all  that  de- 
mands his  interest,  be  it  serious  or  pleasant,  he 
merits  the  praise  that  he's  the  happy  blending 
of  "the  fellow  that  gets  there"  and  the  "fellow 
that  can  have  a  good  time,  too." 


"Mo"  o.ten  graces  the  green  m  the  proper 
seascn,  and  could  give  you  some  line  about 
"stimies"  and  "puts"  and  "approaches",  and 
he's  some  boy  at  "overcoming  a  hook".  He 
has  also  graced  the  stage  on  occasion,  and 
antnt  this  cons.'d'eraticn,  we  recall  that  a  little 
string  o.  stage  whiskers  of  the  style  usually 
knoun  as  "  the  misplaced  eyebrow"  was  recently 
found  sufficent  to  transform  the  youth  from 
Jenkintown  into  as  dapper  a  French  count  as 
one  would  look  ior  on  the  Champs  Elysees.  We 
had  forgotten, — but  Jerry  just  reminded  us  by 
bringing  the  news  of  an  eclipse,- — there  is  a 
hint  oi  a  reputation  for  observing  the  decora- 
tions of  the  vasty  blue. 

A  good  bit  might  be  said  about  "Mo" — 
about  his  irank  way  of  speaking  out,  and  about 
his  laugh  which  is  quite  as  trank  and  hearty, 
but  we  shall  spare  him  at  present  and  leave  it 
to  the  worthier  historian  of  his  future  career, 
for  the  success  of  which  "Mo"  has  every  one's 
good  wishes. 

JOHN   A.   WHELAN 

"Pop" 

"  For  the  want  of  a  horse  the  nation  was  lost.^^ 

Many  long  years  ago,  before  Lawrence  be- 
came famous  for  its  prize  fighters,  politics  and 
mixed  population,  the  town  crier,  one  fine 
morning  woke  the  populace  with  the  announce- 
ment that  John  A.  Whelan  was  born.  Imme-- 
d lately  afterwards  the  crier  resigned  in  favor  of 
the  newborn  child.  But  all  this  happened  many 
years  ago.  "Pop"  is  now  a  man — we  were 
about  to  say  a  full-grown  man — but  we  must 
tell  the  truth.- 

"Pop"  is  five  feet  three  inches  from  the  soles 
of  his  bare  feet  to  the  top  of  his  equally  bare 
head.  There  is  r^ot  a  thing  between  his  scalp 
and  the  blue  vault  of  heaven.  Being  built  close 
to  the  ground  he  has  not  much  friction  to  over- 
come when  he  runs — you  should  see  him  get 
down  to  first — invariably  he  gets  there  on  a 
missed  third  strike,  but  never  otherwise.  His 
favorite  sport  is  rowing,  provided  some  one  else 
'rows  the  boat  for  him.  Only  once  did  he 
attempt  to  row  a  boat  when  he  was  its  sole 


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occupant.  The  current  carried  him  so  far  it 
took  a  "pal"  two  hours  to  get  him  back  where 
he  started  from.  He  admitted  then  that  he  was 
not  built  for  that  form  of  sport. 

Pop  must  have  been  at  some  time  or  other 
in  his  life  an  excellent  card  player  for  he  still 
retains  the  habit  of  keeping  an  "ace"  up, his 
sleeve  when  answering  a  question.  His  first 
attempt  is  a  little  off,  the  second  comes  a  little 
closer,  then,  just  as  the  Professor  is  about  to 
call  "Next",  Pop  chimes  in  with  "\A  ell,  you 
see  it's  this  way"  and  out  comes  the  "high  ace". 

As  for  style,  Pop  has  Beau  Brummell  "tied 
to  a  post".  When  he  is  out  on  dress  parade 
Bryn  Mawr  turns  out  "ensemble".  When  in 
Philadelphia  he  walks  down  Chestnut  Street  to 
give  the  girls  a  treat. 

Our  hero  certainly  is  a  man  of  wonders.  On 
one  occasion  he  rendered  a  beautiful  solo  on  the 
flute.  After  a  graceful  bow  he  left  the  stage, 
but  he  and  the  echo  behind  the  scenes  got  their 
signals  crossed  and  the  flute  continued  to  play 
while  he  was  waiting  for  an  encore.  As  a  min- 
strel Emmett  Welsh  is  not  to  be  compared  to 
him.  As  a  handler  of  "horses"  he  has  some- 
thing on  the  venerable  Pop  Greer.  As  a  friend 
Jonathan  might  have  chosen  him  for  a  partner. 

His  perpetual  air  of  nonchalance  is  remark- 
able. No  matter  what  is  told  to  him  he  always 
replies,  "That's  all  right."  We  know  of  only 
one  occasion  when  he  did  not  use  the  expres- 
sion. He  was  driving  a  wagon  and  having 
stopped  at  the  station  to  see  if  any  freight  had 
arrived,  the  horse  ran  away  while  he  was  inside. 
He  merely  stepped  to  the  door  and  said,  "Look 
at  the (deleted  by  censor)  go!" 

The  people  "across  the  Spicket"  might  well 
be  proud  of  Pop.  The  plans  which  we  hear  are 
in  progress  for  his  home-coming  cannot  be  too 
elaborate.  The  "send  off"  which  his  class- 
mates give  him  is,  "That  he  may  meet  success  in 
his  every  endeavor."  To  attain  this  success  he 
need  only  continue  to  be  the  same  amiable, 
jolly,  hard-working  "Pop"  that  he  has  been  at 
Villanova  for  the  past  four  years. 

EDWIN   A.    DICKONSON 

,.    "Dick"  '-v-^-  /■■■■^;- 

^     "Go  West,  young  man,  go  West.^^ 
Dick  is  one  of  Chicago's  few  representatives 


at  Villanova.  Buffalo,  however,  was  honored  as 
his  birthplace;  but  through  a  fortunate  cir- 
cumstance at  least  tor  Chicago,  Dick  at  an 
early  age  "went  West"  and  settled  in  that 
Windy  City.  There  amid  the  wholesome  sur- 
roundings of  the  stockyards,  the  railroads,  and 
the  more  delightful  environments  of  the  Lake 
Shore  Dick  spent  his  youthful  years.  At  least 
we  suppose  he  spent  a  few  youthful  years 
although  he  gave  no  sign  of  them  since  he  came 
into  our  midst.  At  length  finding  the  resources 
of  the  great  town  too  meager  for  his  lofty 
aspirations  besought  the  higher  seats  of  learn- 
ing and  culture,  and  came  to  Villanova. 

His  first  year  here  (as  a  freshman)  was  in- 
deed a  profitable  one  for  him.  He  learned, 
much  to  his  surprise  and  a''ter  many  efforts  on 
the  part  of  his  classmates  that  Chicago,  the 
city  of  his  dreams  (even  yet)  and  the  hope  of  his 
exile  was  not  the  capital  of  the  world.  He  has 
recovered  somewhat  from  this  rude  awakening 
but  has  never  been  the  same  since.  The  mere 
mention  of  Chicago  will  set  his  mind  wandering 
and  also  set  his  tongue  going  about  "Old  Chi", 
so  out  of  kindness  for  him  or  rather  for  our- 
selves we  take  great  care  not  to  mention  this 
fated  name. 

For  a  long  time  Dick   was   something  of  a 
mystery  to  all  of  us  (he  is  yet  to  some  degree). 
He  spent  so  much  time  talking    about   "Old 
Chi"  that  he  told  us  little  or  nothing  about 
himself.     But  a  few  years  of  association  with 
our  reticent  friend,  and  generous   information 
furnished  by  a  former  professor  have  opened  up 
the  past.     He  was  at  one  time  considered  a 
devil  (printer's)  for  he  busied  himself  for  a  time 
dabbling  in  ink.     His  most  noted  publication 
to  date  is  "The  Stockyards,   Their    Use  and 
Abuse."    He  is  well  versed  on  this  subject  and 
talks  frequently  on  it  as  we  all  can  testify.    He 
has  been  something  of  an  athlete — he  says  so 
himself — and   according   to   report  has  distin- 
guished himself  on  baseball  and  football  fields. 
Dramatics  hold  forth  a  special  allurement  to 
this  gifted  young  man.     He  is  an   almost  fin- 
ished actor  having  only  to  play  in  front  of  a 
less  appreciative  audience  to  secure  a  grand  and 
lasting  finale.    His  one  standby  in  his  dramatic 
makeup  is  his  laugh.     He  chuckles  and  shakes 
like  a  broken-down   Henry  trying   to   climb  a 
hill.    As  a  poet  he  has  an  eminent  career  ahead 


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of  him  (a  good  ways  ahead),  and  as  a  public 
speaker  he  is  to  say  the  least  a  "sui  generis". 
"We  only  mention  some  of  his  accomplishments. 
He  is  a  devoted  lover  of  music,  as  was  easily 
seen  during  the  fiu  epidemic.  He  himself  said 
it  was  the  cure  of  all  ills,  and  wanted  every  one 
to  enjoy  it. 

Dick,  though,  has  a  wonderful  disposition. 
He  never -seems  ruffled  except  in  defense  of 
England  but  presents  a  calm  and  even  manner 
to  all.  His  sympathy  is  warm,  kind  and  far 
reaching.  His  good-natured  smile  and  hearty 
laugh  have  livened  up  many  weary  hours  of  care 
and  study.  Now  that  the  time  of  parting  has 
come,  it  is  with  deep  regret  that  we  see  our  old 
friend  depart.  "We  will  miss  his  encouraging 
word  and  sympathetic  smile,  and  he  will 
always  be  remembered  as  a  true  and  staunch 
classmate. 

\\/ILLIAM   F.   BERRY,  A.B.. 

"Bill" 

"Awake,  Aeolian  lyre,  awake." 


Bill  has  a  mania  for  telling  the  latest  news. 
Unfortunately  his  version  of  current  events  does 
not  always  square  with  the  facts.  On  one  occa- 
sion Bill  sorrowfully  bade  us  good-bye,  took 
his  little  handbag  and,  as  we  thought,  set  out 
to  bufTet  the  cruel  world  in  the  vicinity  of  the 
Bronx.  "We  discovered  toward  evening  that  his 
departure  was  a  hoax,  so  we  presented  him  with 
a  cool  bath  on  his  arrival  and  substituted  his 
favorite  musical  instrument,  the  Jew's  harp, 
with  a  brand  iiew  lyre.'^^^^  ;    ^ 

'When  not  studying  philosophy.  Bill  may  be 
seen  in  the  midst  of  the  Old  Masters,  seeking 
an  inspiration  for  a  poem.  Most  of  his  poetic 
productions  are  well  finished — before  they  attain 
publication. 

Bill  is  a  full-fledged  Villanovan,  having  begun 
his  academic  career  in  First  Prep.  His  cheerful 
disposition  and  his  happy  faculty  of  seeing  the 
funny  side  of  things  have  brightened  the  gloom 
of  many  a  trying  hour.  V\/e  are  all  convinced 
that  he  kissed  the  Blarney  Stone,  but  we  feel 
that  it  is  a  point  in  his  favor.  As  a  good  chum 
and  a  sincere  friend  he  enjoys  the  esteem  of  all 
his  classmates. 


The  only  member  of  our  class  who  claims  the 
Emerald  Isle  as  his  birthplace  hails  from  the 
Bronx,  N.  Y.  Bill  has  always  tried  to  live  up 
to  the  lyrical  traditions  of  his  race.  Although 
he  left  the  green  shores  of  Erin  at  an  early  date 
in  his  career,  we  venture  to  say  that  he  must 
have  been  blessed  with  a  lusty  pair  of  lungs  if 
all  infantile  qualities  are  developed  in  the  same 
way  as  beauty  is  reputed.  By  dint  of  much 
practice  Bill  has  succeeded  in  mastering  that 
famous  Gaelic  ballad,  entitled  "My  "Wild  Irish 
Rose",  which  he  renders  with  touching  effect. 

E^fificiency  is  Bill's  hobby.  He  is  convinced 
that  the  average  person  wastes  the  equivalent 
of  a  hard  day's  work  each  month  in  arranging 
his  personal  belongings.  The  condition  of  his 
room  is  conclusive  evidence  that  Bill  is  a  man 
of  strong  convictions.  When  it  is  a  question  of 
his  personal  appearance  Bill  is  not  consistent 
for  while  the  ordinary  fellow  is  content  with 
having  his  trousers  creased  Bill  always  has  the 
coat  pressed,  too.  His  fastidiousness  about 
dress  accounts  for  his  erstwhile  nickname 
"Buck".  . 


FREDERICK  ALOYSIUS   MANNING 

"What  "Trenton makes  the  world  takes" is  an 
adage  old  and  true  to  life  indeed,  for  even  our 
Alma  Mater  boasts  to  have  partaken  bounti- 
fully of  its  production,  when  Fritz  inflicted  him- 
self upon  her.  Moreover,  the  "pottery "city 
can  feel  elated  to  hear  her  silver-tongued  repre- 
sentative defending  it. 

He  is  inclined  to  believe  it  is  his  residence 
though  his  endeavors  to  prove  this  assertion 
have  met  with  inevitable  failure  recently,  this 
"town"  cruelly  returning  letters  home  to  the 
tune, —  uncalled  for,  unclaimed,  unknown. 
Hence  we  must  needs  all  agree  with  him  it  is  a 
good  place  to  come  from,  and  rest  content  in 
our  Keystone  State  under  Billy  Penn. 

Fritz  holds  a  signal  honor,  but  said  signal  is 
not  a  dangerous  one,  of  being  the  Jeff  of  the 
class.  Bantam  weight  and  skeeter  size,  in  fact, 
barely    attaining    a    passing    mark   of    sixty 


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inches,  though  he  obstreperously  reminds  us 
that  "good  things  come  in  small  packages". 
To  which  we  retort — aye,  even  yeast. 

He  is  said  to  have  studied  a  bit,  wrote  and 
talked  tit-bits,  but  if  the  appearance  of  his  sil- 
ver lining  now  through  his  porcupine  hair  is  any 
harbinger  of  success,  Fred's  is  inevitable. 
Moreover  if  the  fact  that  "true  love  never  runs 
smooth"  be  true,  he  must  be  a  lover  of  Xene- 
phon,  Plato,  and  Aristotle,  though  we  must 
frankly  admit  he  was  too  short  to  mount  even 
a  pony  when  all  the  kings  had  horses. 

More  power  to  him  as  a  conversationalist  is 
a  physical  impossibility,  reticence  being  no 
friend  of  his,  and  any  visitor  to  Villanova  Col- 
lege would  undoubtedly  hear  him  long  and 
then  see  him  shortly.  As  for  gestures,  he 
universally  abounds  in  them,  and  those  of  his 
windmill  type  are  actually  dangerous  if  executed 
before  you.     Some  one  has  quite  cruelly  sug- 


gested him  as  an  ultimate  test  for  mutism,  for, 
if  upon  appearance,  no  exclamation  is  uttered, 
one  would  be  d — and — d  and  well  off  for  fair. 

We  emphatically  assert  he  is  a  musician  of 
some  note,  in  fact,  we  should  say  he  is  a  rattling 
success  and  whether  by  attraction  or  distraction, 
we  l^now  not,  can  readily  draw  a  crowd. 

Now  patient  reader,  after  these  desultory, 
bantering,  quantitative  idiosyncrasies,  permit  us 
to  add  just  a  word  as  to  his  qualitative  ingred- 
ients. Since  F.  A.  M.  is  three-fourths  of  fame, 
we  may  truly  say  he  is  intrinsically  worth  his 
weight  in  bullion.  Besides  this,  "in  whose 
little  body  there  lies  a  mighty  mind",  one  that 
stands  for  all  that's  right — 

"So  if  unprejudiced  in  scanning 
The  doings  of  this  pianist  Manning, 
You'll  find  a  thousand  movements  made 
By  fine  devices  in  his  head." 


Valediction 


V  istas  stretch  before  in  prospect  grand 
A  venues  that  open  wide  and  long, 
L  eading  to  bright  Eldorado's  strand — 
E  Idorado,  theme  of  hope  and  song ! 


D  own  these  walks  of  life  we  soon  shall  roam- 
I   ris-hucd  the  treasure's  golden  ways; 
C  alls  the  Quest  that  urges  us  from  hoiije, 
T  o  do  great  deeds  for  Alma  Mater's  praise. 


I   n  our  hearts  her  lessons  let  us  cherish- 
O  riflamme  of  living  light  to  nourish; 
N  ever  shall  her  fame  and  honor  perish ! 


Emmett  a.  Flynn. 


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'■•J^-^i.-i:i^i^3j^fi^di^ 


Jofjn  Borgan 


Mingled  with  the  joy  and  gladness  that  fills 
the  heart  on  Commencement  Day,  there  is  a 
feeling  of  sadness  and  of  longing  for  one,  to 
whom  it  was  not  permitted  to  enjoy  the  happi- 
ness that  comes  at  the  completion  of  a  difficult 
task,  and  the  realization  of  cherished  hopes 
and  desires.  Our  absent  comrade  is  John  Dor- 
gan,  a  classmate  ever  loyal  and  true,  who  was 
suddenly  called  from  this  life  during  the  epi- 
demic of  1918. 

The  terrible  plague  that  came  upon  peaceful 
Villanova,  with  the  quickness  and  vehemence  of 
a  maelstrom,  which,  in  a  short  time,  wrought 
such  havoc  in  sickness  and  death,  claimed 
among  its  first  victims  our  beloved  classmate. 
An  illness,  which  at  first  gave  alarming  symp- 
toms of  being  the  dreaded  influenza,  quickly 
proved  to  be  a  serious  case  of  pneumonia.  All 
that  the  best  of  medical  care  and  the  patient 
loving  attention  of  nuns  and  nurses  could  do 
was  in  vain.  It  was  clearly  evrdent  that  God 
wished  to  take  his  youthful  servant  to  Himself. 
The  Last  Sacraments  were  administered,  and 
shortly  afterward,  while  his  classmates  knelt 
about  the  deathbed,  John's  soul  passed  to  its 
reward.  His  body  was  laid  at  rest  in  the  grave- 
yard of  the  Monastery,  where  rest  so  many 
others,  who,  long  since,  departed  to  their  abode 
in  Heaven. 

Thus  ended  the  career  of  one  who  gave  every 
promise  of  a  brilliant  future.  Death  is  hard  to 
bear  at  all  times,  but  when  its  victim  is  a  youth 
in  the  prime  of  life,  enjoying  the  blessings  of 
health  and  happiness,  its  coming  is  felt  more 
keenly,  and  the  grief  that  accompanies  the  de- 
parture of  such  a  loved  one  is  more  poignant 
and  lasting.  John  had  generously  given  him- 
self to  the  service  of  his  Master  in  leligion,  and 
was  directing  all  his  energies  and  abilities  to 


prepare  himself  for  the  priesthood.  The  fatal 
sickness  attacked  him  while  he  was  in  his  Junior 
year,  and  at  a  time  when  Nature  was  divesting 
herself  of  her  verdant  robes  of  summer,  and 
putting  on  the  somber  but  no  less  beautiful 
appearance  of  autumn.  His  passing  away  was 
a  depressing  blow  to  his  classmates,  and  a  shock 
to  all  his  associates. 

John  was  beloved  by  all  who  knew  him.  He 
had  been  a  familiar  figure  at  Villanova  for  five 
years  previous,  having  come  from  the  flourish- 
ing city  of  Lawrence,  to  enter  the  Prep  depart- 
ment. Misfortune  attended  his  arrival,  and  a 
painful  accident  laid  him  up  in  the  Hospital 
for  several  months.  His  patience  under  this 
trying  ordeal  was  edifying  indeed  to  all  who 
came  in  contact  with  him.  His  character  was 
worthy  of  emulation.  He  was  a  persistent  and 
energetic  student,  a  man,  who  never  stopped 
short  of  his  objective.  He  knew  well  how  to 
mix  the  humorous  things  of  life  with  the  serious. 
He  had  a  smile  for  all  occasions,  and  a  kind, 
gentle  disposition  that  would  attract  you,  and 
make  all  care  and  troubles  depart.  His  loss 
was  felt  more  keenly  by  none  than  his  class- 
mates. 

His  would  have  been  the  joy  and  gladness  that 
is  ours,  had  God  willed  to  leave  him  to  us.  But 
God,  the  wise  and  provident  disposer  of  His 
creatures,  has  long  since  crowned  our  comrade 
with  a  happiness  that  is  celestial  and  lasting. 
The  joy  that  we  feel  is  but  earthly  and  ephe- 
meral, the  satisfaction  of  a  task  well  done,  but 
John  has  a  happiness  that  will  last  forever,  the 
joy  of  Heaven.  We  rejoice  in  this  fact,  and 
though  we  miss  our  classmate  today,  our  regret 
and  longing  are  turned  into  gladness  at  his  felicity. 
For  us  it  is  but  the  commencement  of  a  life  that 
should  and  must  bring  us  to  the  goal  that  is  now 
his.     May  he  rest  in  peace. 


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,  y>if-«ti«  ^ii^r;,!,.' 


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jo|)n  Bofgau 


■Mini;lr(j  \aTI  li  ,1  hr  :Wi\  :itn<!  i^l,i(lnrs>  I  lial  IJll> 
ijir  luMiM  (111  t '<)iMiiuii("(.MiU'M  t  Hax',  llu'H'  isa 
IrrliiiL^  (li  sadiit'ss  ,iii(  I  u  ii  l(iiii;iiiL; ;  icM'  ciK';;  li) 
wliDMi  il  \\:as  iloi  [MTiniMi'd  to  i,'ir,(i\'  lln'  lia|)i)i- 
!U>>  rli.ilc()iiu->  al  I  lit;  (~iMn])lci  ii.in  oi  a  ditt  (.'iilt 
la,--k,  ainl  t!u'  rfali/alioi!  ()i  .  rlu'ri>lir<l  licpr^ 
and  dc>ir(>.  (  Vnr  al  )--cm  l  conir.KK'  i>  joliii  I /or- 
;^aii.  a  classmalc  t'\iT  l<i\al  and  liaic,  who  \\a> 
>iiddrnl\  calU'd  iroiiv  llii>  liu:  during;  ihf  t'pi- 
driinr  oi  \^)\^.,   ,':,  ■  „.    :  ^    "    :'  :      /:    ;^^^  '/    ' 

TIk'  rcn-ililc  pla:^U(,-  llial  caiiU'  n|)<in  |H'arf:'u! 
\  illaiioxa,  wilh  ihr  (|iiirkiu>,--  and  wlu'imMUH'  oi 
a  niacl--tT()in.  \\  liicli,  in  a  ^liori  tinu;,  w  i-oii.^lii 
>ii(li  lia\(ic  in  sick!U's>  and  ([(.'atlT,  clainird 
.iniDiii;  it  >  .  Iirsi  \\r\  iin>  ( )ur  l)(_'l()V('<i  classinalc. 
An  iIliu-^>.  which. al  lir>l  ,ua\  r  ahinnini;  syni])- 
Inni^  (I!  I)('iiiu  die  (hx'adi'd  inlhuai/a,  (inickK- 
pi-(»\  cd  t()  III'  a  ■-('iiiin>  ra>c  ol  pnciiinoiiia.  All 
dial  die  \)v>\  III  medical  carr  and  the  palicnl 
li)\iii;^  aiU'iilidii  ot  luiiis  and  nui"'-cs  ccnld  dci 
\\,i>  in  \,iiii.  1 1  \\a-  clcarK  r\;>'(li'nt  dial  (aid 
u  i-lu-d  Id  \.t\<r  hi--  \(in(htiil  >ci'\.ml  lo  liini>cll. 
riir  l.a>l  "- .iia'.inuai  1-;  w  nc  adinini^lci'cd,  ami 
^lidilK  a.  tcrw  ard,  while  hi^  cla^Miiato  kncli 
al)diil  ihc  dradilicd,  jdhii'^  -mil  i)a>scd  Id  it> 
reward.  lli>  liody  wa>  laid  al  re^l  in  die  ui'^inc- 
\ard  dl  I  he  .Mdna>ter\,  where  re>l  ><>  niaiu' 
dther>,  wild,  Idii;^  >ince,  deparled  Id  iheir  aliode 
in    I  le,i\  ell. 

riiii'-  elided  llie  career  d|  one  w  lid  Liaxe  e\  I'ly 
prdnii--e  ol  a  lirilliaiil  liiliiri'.  Heath  i>  Ii.ird  Id 
hear  at  all  time--,  hut  when  it>  \ictim  is  a  xoutli 
ill  ihe  prime  d|  liie,  eiiidxinii  tlii'  I  ilessiii^s'  ol 
he.ilth  and  h,ipi)iiH>--,  it>  cdiiiiiis^  i>  lelt  more 
keeiiK,  and  the  .^riei  ih.il  .icc( )nip.in i»'s  die  de- 
parture dt  >nih  a  ld\ fd  diie  i>  iiidri'  ixiiL^mmt 
,111(1  la:-linv;.  Jdliii  had  '.^eiierdii^lv  i^iveii  liim- 
-,(■11  to  the  >er\  ice  nl  hi--  M,i--ler  in  leliL^ioii,  and 
wa-    directiin;    all    hi--    eiieri;ie--    and    ahilitii'^    Id 


l)ri'i)are  hiiii^t'li  for  the  priest  IkhkI.  'I  lie  iaial 
sickiie,>>  attacked  hini  while  he  was  in  his  Junior 
year,  and  at  a  time  w  lien  Xalure  \vas  (li\  e>t  in^ 
heiseli  oi  her  vi-rdaiil  voIk's oi  suinnu'r,  ami 
|)iilliii!4' on  the  soniln'r  Imt  no  less  heautiiiil 
ap]H'ai'aivce  Hi  ;intiimn.  I  i  is  [)a--siiiL;  aWM\  wasv 
a  depres>in,u  l)ldw  t(i  iiis  c-|assniale.--,  and  a  slvoc-k 
til  all  hi>  associates.  - 

jdlin  was  lield\e(l  1)\'  all  who  knew  liini.  lie 
h,ad  lieeii  a  laniiliar  liuui'c  at  \'ill;uid\a  ior  fixe 
Ni'ars  [)re\idiis,  lia\  in.u  come  iroiii  tlu'  lloiirish- 
in,u  cit\  dl  I.awremx',  to  I'liter  the  i't'ej)  de[!,irt - 
nieiit.  MisidrtuiU'  attt'lided  his  arri\al,  and  a 
l)ahiinr  iu'cideiit  laid  him  ii|)  in  the  l!()si>ital 
ior  sexi-rai  months.  Ijis  patience  under  this 
tryini;  ordi'al  was  ediiyin.u  indeed  to  all  wlm 
catiU'  in  Cdiitact  with  him.  ili-  character  wa- 
wortlu'  ol  emnlalioii.  lie  wa>  a  i)er>i--ti'iil  and 
elU'riLietic  studi'iit.  a  man,  who  ne\ cr  sloppi'd 
^horl  ol  his  ohiectixc.  lie  km-w  well  how  to 
mix  t  he  liuiiiorou>  tliim;>  of  liie  with  t  lu'  serious, 
lie  had  a  smile  lor  all  occasions,  and  a  kind, 
licntle  disposition  thai  would  attract  yon,  and 
make  all  care  and  IrouhU-s  dejiart.  ids  loss 
was  ielt  more  keenix  by  none  lliaii  hi>  class- 
mates. 

His  would  hax  (•  heeii  the  jox'  and  .iila(liies>  that, 
is  ours,  liad  (led  willed  to  Um\x'  liim  to  us.  Hut 
('od,  the  wise  and  ])roxi(leiit  disposer  of  Iiis 
(reatures,  li.i>  hins^  >ince  crowned  our  comrade 
with  a  liai)|)iiies>  that  is  celestial  an<l  lastiiiiL;. 
Ihe  jox  tli.it  we  ti'ei  is  hiit  ('arthly  and  eplu'- 
nier.il,  tlu'  salislactioii  ot  a  task  well  done,  hut 
jolin  has  a  lia|)|)iiiess  th.it  will  last  torexer.  the 
jox  ot  lle.ixcn.  We  rejoice  in  llii>  tact,  .m<i 
llioiii;h  we  mi>>  our  cla>Mii.ite  tod.ix,  mir  rei;rel 
and  loiiiL^iniLi  .ire  t  u  riled  into  .Liiadiies^  at  InV  lelicilx. 
I'or  u>  il  i--  l)Ul  the  coiiimeiicemeii  t  ot  ,i  liie  that 
-lidiild  .iiid  must  liriiii;  ii>  to  lliei;o.il  tli.it  is  now 
hi>.      M'.ix    he  rot    in   pe.ice. 


_ 


THE  VILLANOVAN    ..  '  29 

Trysting 

One  dear,  calm  day  beneath  the  wildwood  tui 
Stood  Nelson  in  a  fjade,  where  murmuringh 
A  stream  sped  out  with  silver-gleaming  jail 
From  underneath  fair  Verna's  garden  wall; 
And,  as  he  gazed,  a  breeze  blew  on  his  face, 
Perfumed  with  scents  from  all  the  lovely  race 
Of  flowers  that  bloom  in  their  bright  beauty  free: 
Carnations  pink,  and  white  anemone, 
The  foxglove's  bell,  heart' s-ease,  and  eglantine, 
The  chaliced  daffodil,  red  columbine, 
Rose-rivaling  hawthorn,  and  sweet-smelling  thyme, 
Ground-trailing  ivy  'neath  the  lofty  lime. 
The  blue-bell  drooping  o'er  its  slender  stem, 
The  daisy  shining  like  a  silver  gem 
Amidst  the  fragrant  grass. 

And  bright  as  they 
Looked  Nelson,  in  his  princely  garments  gay. 
A  lustrous  Hood  of  black  locks,  smooth  and  long, 
Streamed  o'er  his  shoulders,  massive,  broad,  and  strong. 
Down  to  his  knee  fell  free  his  mantle's  fold, 
Of  crimson  texture  and  with  fringe  of  gold. 
Across  his  swelling  chest  a  belt  was  flung. 
And  from  its  clasp  a  mighty  falchion  hung. 

As  he  looked  round  amid  these  bowers  of  spring, 

He  saw  his  loved  one's  garments  glittering, 

As  pure  in  her  white  innocence  she  came 

Before  him,  wondering  at  his  mighty  frame. 

A  space  she  beamed  on  him  her  glorious  eyes 

In  happiness  of  heart  and  mute  surprise; 

Then  cried,  "O  Nelson,  whom  I  have  enshrined 

Within  my  constant  heart  and  lonely  mind! " 

Said  Nelson,  "  Verna  dear,  stretch  forth  thy  hand. 

That  I  may  feel  thy  presence  warm  and  bland." 

Then  hand  met  hand,  and,  as  they  touched,  great  fears 

Disturbed  her  heart,  and  rose  the  shining  tears 

Into  her  violet  eyes,  because  she  thought 

How  near  destruction' s  brink  themselves  they  brought 

By  keeping  of  their  tryst. 

"  Nelson,  alas!" 
She  sighed,  "Shall  Uncle's  dread  words  come  to  pass^ 
Oh!  must  we  two,  in  our  fair,  youthful  bloom. 
For  loving  of  each  other  meet  our  doom?        o 
Speak  to  me.  Nelson,  of  thy  love  for  me!"      ' 

Her  hero's  dark  eyes  lightened  lovingly 

Upon  her,  as  he  answered,  "  Thou  art  mine 

Forevermore,  beloved,  and  I  am  thine. 

Trust  God!  Whether  our  doom  or  not  we  shun, 

Our  hearts,  0  love!  in  life  or  death  are  one!"  Sylvester  Martin. 


'bi  ''n.  1  i.djii£-,.  i;st^!iiiaiSilii:J^iiJMi!d^M 


^■^■■^-^'■■^■^■^'■■■;''-'^"    Trysting  '^^'--  V^^^^ 

())}('  (Jc(ii\  fdhii  (lay  hciKiiih  ilic  xiilti'i.txHl  in  i  .',.■. .  ;//  .',.  , ;  :^  .  ^  ■v;.  'v  ■>. . 
Siood  \cls())i  in  (I  'Jdt/r.  7clicrc  ni/irni  i/riiii:l\  .,:,,'■.-;-  •;:..-  .:\  '•:■-;:  ^ 

.1  sircdDt  s/)C(/  i)/il  7.7/7/  silvcr-<^/c<uiil  ii'j^  lull  ,  ;./  ■;  ■  ■  7  ::.  r:..'  ;■  7  :^■- 7;  77 
fro/)!  iiiKlcnictilh  I'dir  \'cn/(i's  '^(irdcii  \i<ill;:.:'  ;  --"^^  C'''~i:'\^' .']'-'■:.'''-:  '''-^'i-''\-^-- 
Am/.  (IS  lie  '^(izrd;  a  hrcczc  hlc:^'  on  his  l\tr(\-.-'  '■■'-■<\^ 

J-'ci  I'll  Died  \citli  scciils  froDi  (ill  I  he  hn'cly  rcK'i'  777'7 '7  ■  ^V7'  7  v  'f  7  :'  '  v-' '  77-^^^ 
Of  Jhnccrs  lluil  Idoaiii  in  their  hrii^hl  l)('(iiily  liutfi  .::■  7"  7'7.7  7  ; ''  ..  77  :7.      ,  :■ 
C'an/alioiis  /)iiik,  (iiid  ichile  (ineinoiie,  7;777     v7'7- 7:'''^  77^^^ ';,■" 

The  fox'^love's  hell,  hcdrt'  s-edse,  <ind  ei^Ia  n  I  i  /n':, -■'_:' \-  ]:'-^f--y'\:-:'  r^--'^  ^^ 
'  The  ehdlieed  ddljodil,  red  eolii»il)i)ie,.''    '^  7- 7/7  7:     ■7\' ^77  ■  '  ■ 

Rose-rii'dlii/'^  hdiclhorii ,  and  si^'cel-snielli irj^  ///_\v;:(7;;::  ;,,;-,  7-7  :\','  :7. '/  '7 
Liro/iiid-lrai/iii'^  ivy  'iiealli  the  lofiy  lime,  v  •.•:   v77v    7.7    '7,'  7;;';77    i 

The  Idiie-hell  dr(>opi)iii  o'er  its  slender  ^  le)n  ,:-^      ''     77.;  7/     7' 77.   7- 
Thc  daisy  s/iiiii/ii:^  like  a  silver  'j^eni 
Amidst  the  fraorant  '^rass.  ,  ^,  .  7   '    '7  ."  •  7,     77  / 

A  n(TI)ri;^ht  as  they  '   \:/:' ^  'r  ^\.'-- y^ '-''^ -y'--:  .^''':.-:'-- ::' ''''• 

Looked  Xelson,  in  his  princely  i:,(irments  i^ay.     -   ;' ;:,v  .  :'7;  v,7.:  /77^^/^''-^^^ 
A  lustrous  flood  of  black  locks,  smooth  and  lonit,     7   7   7:  7  77  7  :/'/7:  7;:77  ^ 
Streamed  o'er  his  shoulders, massive,  hroad,  tnid  si  ran  t^.:.'  ''7       77  7' 

/)o7^'>!  to  his  knee  fell  free  his  mantle's  fold,  : 
Of  crimson  texture  and  li'ith  frin'^e  of  t^old .  y  / ,  f  l\ 
Across  his  swellinii  chest  a  belt  was  tlini'^, 
.And  from  its  clasp  a  miiihty  falchion  hnna,. 

As  he  looked  round  amid  these  bowers  of  sprin'^,      ; 
lie  s(riC  his  loved  one's  j^arments  'j^litterini!^,  .. 
.4  .V  pure  in  her  white  innocence  she  came 

Before  him.  wonderi}i<^  at  his  mii^hly  frdnie. 
A  space  she  beamed  0)1  him  her  'Jorious  eyes 

I n  happiness  of  heart  (Did  mute  surprise: 

Then  cried,  "()  \elso)i,  whom  I  have  enshrined 

ll'ilhi)!  my  constant  heart  and  lonely  mind! " 

Said  Xelson,  "  \'erna  dear,  stretch  lor/h  thy  hand. 

Thdl  I  nidv  feel  tliv  presoue  lednn  nnd  hidiid." 

Then  hand  met  hand.  (ind.  as  they  touched.  >.;^redl  fears 

Pisturbed  her  heart,  diid  rose  the  shiiiin::  tears 

Into  her  violet  eyes.  be(iiuse  she  ihoifj^ht 

1 1  (^w  ncd  r  (lestni(li(m' s  bri  nk  lhe})iselvc^  lh(y   fron'^J:! 

Hy  kcepini!,  of  Iheir  tryst. 

"  Xelso)/ .  aids.'" 
>//('  si'j^hed.  "  Sliiill  I'lhlc's  dread  :eords  ictr.c  f>  ^'d--^' 
('■h.'  )i,usi  \ee  t;c().  in  <dir  fair,  yc/iihnil  ''by,))}:, 
kill'  l(iviiii[  of  ctiili  dihcr  meet  unr  diudi:.' 
■">/>(  (lb  Id  nil-.   Xel.soii,  ol  lliv  Idvr  I'or  ///<.'" 

//(■/•  hero's  (lurk  eyes  li'^hli'ned  Idviwj^ly 

I  pidi  lirr.  (/\  III'  a iisieered ,  "  I'han  drt  mine 

kidiVeiiihn-e.  iieb>ved.  and  I  iitit  lliine. 

I  'lis!  K,('d'    II  lielhei-  cur  doioi;  en    //"/  .\>   }l:::!i. 

('/!>-  i!<dr!^.(>  lev,.'  it;  1 1 '  r  c>r  di'd  Ji  dr('  ciir'"  *■>  ,  i  \!  -  I  i  \<    M  \  K' I  I  \  . 


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WITH  this  issue,  The  Villanovan  brings 
its  fourth  year  of  college  journalism  to 
a  close.  The  school  year  just  ending 
has  been  a  most  successful  one  for  the  maga- 
zine in  every  way.  Each  year  has  seen  some 
improvement  in  The  Villanovan,  in  its  appear- 
ance, in  its  contents,  in  its  increased  number  of 
subscribers  and  advertisers,  and  we  think  this 
improvement   has   been    most    evident  in   this 


year's  magazine.  A  school  journal  owes  its 
success  to  its  Staff,  its  subscribers,  and  its 
advertisers,  and  to  all  these  The  Villanovan 
extends  heartiest  thanks  for  their  co-operation. 
To  the  new  Staff  and  especially  to  the  Editor 
of  next  year's  Villanovan,  the  departing  mem- 
bers of  this  year's  Staff  extend  their  most  sincere 
wishes  for  a  very  successful  year. 

H.  J.W. 


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THE  VILLANOVAN  .  ,31 


Commencement 

To  THE  lower  classmen  Commencement  way  through  this  grossly  material  world  to  the 
Day  means  but  the  completion  of  another  goal  of  that  greater  Commencement  ahead, 
year  of  studies,  and  the  pleasant  prospects  The  graduates  of  Villanova  College  are  fitted 
of  a  summer  vacation,  but  to  the  members  of  in  a  special  manner  to  overcome  the  obstacles 
the  graduating  class,  to  those  who  have  at  last  that  may  lie  in  their  path,  and  to  attain  the  high- 
crowned  their  years  of  effort  with  the  hard-won  est  success  in  their  field  of  endeavor,  armed  not 
degree.  Commencement  Day  conveys  a  deeper  alone  with  the  incalculable  assets  of  a  complete 
felt  feeling  than  this.  It  is  Commencement  classical  and  scientific  training,  but  also  with 
indeed  for  them.  The  carefree  joys,  the  genial  the  inspiration  and  guidance  that  Catholic  col- 
friends,  the  happy  scenes,  the  studious  tasks  of  legiate  schooling  and  environment  alone  can 
college  life  shall  hereafter  be  to  them  but  fond  give. 

memories  of  youth's  most  cherished  hours.  The  To  the  Class  of  Nineteen-Twenty  The  Villa- 
hours  devoted  to  study,  to  the  arduous  and  novan  extends  sincerest  congratulations  and 
sometimes  elusive  pursuit  of  knowledge,  are  well-wishes.  Through  untiring  efforts  and  deter- 
indeed  past,  but  more  serious  hours  and  harder  mined  perseverance  they  have  attained  at  last 
tasks  are  at  hand.  Commencement  Day,  with  their  long-sought  end;  They  have  added 
its  eulogies  and  congratulations,  its  happy  meet-  another  jewel  to  the  crown  of  old  Villanova 
ings  and  sad  partings,  will  scarcely  be  over  and  their  Alma  Mater  reposes  the  utmost  con- 
before  they  will  enter  on  the  real  adventure  of  fidence  in  their  success.  The  graduating  class 
Life,  to  fit  themselves  for  which  all  these  past  has  been  most  distinguished  in  its  college  life, 
years  of  study  and  hope  have  been  but  prepara-  It  has  always  led  the  way  in  loyalty  to  Villanova 
tions.  in  every  branch  of  college  activity. 

Fortunate,  indeed,  are  those  who  start  upon  The  College  loses  many  of  its  most  devoted 

the  weary  trail  through  life  with  the  priceless  workers  this  Commencement,  and  it  is  to  be 

gifts  of  a  Catholic  education.    Only  those  whose  hoped  that  the  accomplishmeints  of  the  Class  of 

minds  and  hearts  have  been  sanctified  during  1920  will  be  emulated  by  the  classes  coming 

those  years  of  college  training  when  the  youth  after  it. 
is  molded  into  the  man,  by  the  vivifying  spirit 
of  truth  and  right  reason,  can  hope  to  win  their  H.  J.  "W. 


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In  the  St.  Vincent  College  Journal  for  May 
there  is  a  very  interesting  article,  "American 
College  Athletics",  dealing  with  the  time- 
honored  question  as  to  whether  college  athletics 
are  detrimental  to  the  best  interests  of  the  stu- 
dent. The  subject  is  handled  in  a  very  efficient 
manner,  and  the  essayist  shows  admirably  that 
the  abuses  connected  with  college  athletics  in 
the  minds  of  some  people  are  either  fancied,  or 
of  a  temporary  nature  and  done  away  with  as 
athletics  develop,  and  that  our  college  sports 
have  brought  about  a  high  grade  of  mental  and 
physical  efficiency  in  our  youths.  The  writer 
takes  up  in  turn  the  main  objections  against 
college  athletics,  and  his  refutation  of  them/is 
sure  and  clean-cut.  The  ideal  college  is  not  the 
one  that  gives  all  its  attentions  to  athletics  nor 
the  one  that  excludes  all  but  study,  but  the  one 
where  the  moral,  intellectual,  and  physical 
training  are  happily  balanced.  In  such  a  col- 
lege, as  the  essayist  remarks,  there  will  be  very 
many  to  whom  the  old  saying  can  be  applied: 
Mens  Sana  in  cor  pore  sano. 

There  is  an  essay  dealing  with  the  same  con- 
troversy in  the  April  Niagara  Index,  entitled 
"A  Crying  Need".  Thewriter  directs  his  atten- 
tion mairtly  to  the  Catholic  colleges,  and  while 
he  acknowledges  their  high  standard  of  intel- 
lectual training,  he  descries  their  slow  develop- 
ment along  athletic  lines  as  compared  to  the 
secular  institutions.  There  is  indeed  a  "cry- 
ing need"  for  better  athletic  teams  in  our  Cath- 
olic   colleges,    and    as    the    essayist    says,    the 


encouragement  must  come  from  the  faculty 
and  the  alumni.  It  is  only  natural  that  the 
young  man  will  matriculate  in  a  college  that  is 
noted  for  its  high-grade  athletic  teams,  and  as 
a  consequence  the  secular  universities  are  filled 
with  Catholic  students  that  are  leaders  in  the 
various  athletic  activities.  If  the  Catholic  col- 
leges would  pay  more  attention  to  the  physical 
side  of  school  life  there  wouldn't  be  so  many 
Catholic  youths  attending  institutions  where 
religion  is  mocked  and  atheism  fostered.  The 
essay,  "A  Word  to  the  Wise",  deals  with  the 
question  as  to  whether  St.  Matthew  wrote  his 
Gospel  in  Aramaic,  and  whether  there  exists  an 
authentic  version  of  that  Gospel.  There  should 
be  more  articles  of  this  nature  in  the  Catho  lie 
periodicals  in  these  times  when  false  doctrines 
on  the  Scriptures  are  so  subtily  expressed  in  the 
secular  universities. 

The  Marywood  College  Bay  Leaf  for  March 
contains  a  number  of  delightfully  written  sto- 
ries. In  learning  to  write  well  the  hardest  part 
is  acquiring  the  knowledge  of  one's  limitations 
in  a  literary  way.  The  writer  who  takes  for  his 
subject  something  with  which  he  is  familiar, 
and  writes  about  it  Uiaturally  will  be  much  more 
successful  than  the  one  who  chooses  characters, 
situations,  and  surroundings  about  which  he 
knows  nothing.  The  latter  is  apt  to  find  his 
story  rather  strained  in  its  action.  The  writers 
of  the  stories  in  the  Bay  Leaf  seem  for  the  most 
part  to  have  learnt  this  lesson  well,  and  this  is 
especially  true  of  the  author  of  "A  Mote  in  the 


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Beam".  This  story  is  not  remarkable  in  its 
plot,  perhaps,  but  its  style  is  delightfully  nat- 
ural. Who  can  know  girls  better  than  girls 
themselves?  A  girl's  actions  and  ideas  in  dif- 
ferent situations  are  easily  understood  by 
themselves  (not  always,  alas!  by  mere  man), 
and  they  should  be  able  to  write  about  them  in 
a  natural  and  unstrained  manner. 

"We  are  very  glad  to  note  the  initiation  of  a 
department  devoted  to  "Exchanges'"  in  the 
Boston  College  Stylus.  The  magazine  is  fortu- 
nate in  securing  such  an  able  editor  in  this  diffi- 
cult department.  Mr.  De  Celles  has  the  right 
idea  of  how  to  conduct  an  "Exchange"  column. 
His  remarks  in  the  April  issue  are  imbued  with 
wisdom,  and  we  would  suggest  that  the  author 
of  the  story,  "The  Queen's  Quest",  would  read 
carefully  Mr.  De  Celles'  word's  on  Originality 
and  Personality.  His  story  contains  little  of 
either.  "Why  must  so  many  of  our  young 
writers  attempt  to  out-Henry  O.  Henry?  "The 
Queen's  Quest"  has  orthodox  O.  Henry  charac- 
ters and  surroundings,  which  could  be  forgiven, 
and  attempts  an  O.  Henry  ending,  which  is 
unforgivable,  because  it  must  always  end  in 
failure.  There  is  too  much  hurry  in  the  story 
and  the  climax  is  an  anticlimax.  In  the  intro- 
duction" there  is  a  remarkable  similarity  to  a 
story  published  a  year  ago  in  The  VillanoVan. 
This  is  doubtless  merely  coincidental.  Some 
of  the  similiarity  is  shown  in  the  following 
passages : 

From  the  introduction  to  "The  Queen's 
Quest"  in  the  Stylus  of  April,  1920: 

"Kitty  Malone  was  queen  of  Haviland's  Bar- 
gain Basement.  Her  domain  included  the 
entire  floor  space  from  the  elevators  in  the  front 
to  the  packing  room  in  the  rear;  and  from  the 
last  counter  of  the  glassware  department  in  the 
left  win')g  to  the  tinware  department  in  the 
annex.  Her  rule  was  absolute.  And  among  her 
loyal  subjects  one  could  number  every  male 
employee  of  Haviland's  Mammoth  Department 
Store,  from  the  smallest  cash  boy  to  the  most 
dignified  and  reserved  floor  walker.  But  still 
the  queen  was  unhappy." 

From  the  introduction  to  "The  Queen's  Abdi- 
cation" in  the  Villanovan  of  April,  1919: 

"Vivian    was   a    perfect    blonde.     .      ,     She 


would  have  made  awonder^ul  queen.  Butalas! 
Vivian  was  not  of  the  royalty, — in  fact  she' 
wasn't  even  a  motion  picture  actress.  Vivian 
was  a  salesgirl  in  a  metropolitan  department 
store.  W  as  such  an  ethereal  beauty  out  of  place 
in  a  menial  position  such  as  this?  If  she  was, 
no  complaints  were  ever  made  to  the  manage- 
ment about  her.  The  Store  was  proud  of 
of  Vivian.  From  the  head  floor-mariager  down 
to  the  youngest  cash-girl  they  all  acknowledged 
Vivian  as  queen.  But  the  queen  was  not  con- 
ceited about  the  homage  given  her." 

We  gratefully  acknowledge  the  receipt  of  the 
following  Exchanges  during  the  past  year  We 
sincerelv  wish  them  all  "ad  multos  annos"! 

Alvernia,  St.  Francis  College,  Loretto. 

Anselmian,  St.  Anselm's  College. 

Bay  Leaf,  Marywood  College. 

Billiken,  St.  Louis  University. 

College  Journal,  Georgetown  University. 

College  Journal,  St.  Vincent  College. 

Concordia,  St.  John's  Prep. 

Devonian,  Devon  Manor. 

Fordham  Monthly,  Fordham  University. 

Gonzaga,  Gonzaga  University. 

Index,  Niagara  University.  i 

Iris,  Philadelphia  High  School  for  Girls. 

Labarum,  Mt.  St.  Joseph  College. 

Laurel,  St.  Bonaventure's  College. 

Morning  Star,  Conception  College. 

Mountaineer,  Mt.  St.  Mary's  College. 

Minerval,  De  Paul  University. 

Orange  and  Black,  Latrobe  High  School. 

Pa/nciaw,  Aquinas  College. 

Prospector,  Mt.  St.  Charles  College. 

Radnorite,  Radnor  High  School. 

St.  Angela  s  Echo,  Ursuline  Academy. 

Saint  Francis,  St.  Francis  College,  Brooklyn. 

St.  Rita's  Messenger,  St.  Rita's  Hall,  Manila. 

Stylus,  Boston  College. 

Torch,  West  Philadelphia  H.  S.  for  Girls. 

University  Symposium,  Catholic  University. 

Viatorian,  St.  Viator  College. 

Villa  Marian,  Villa  Maria  Academy. 

Western,  West  Philadelphia  High  School. 

Harold  J.  WiECiAxo. 


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Dear  Editor; 

I  will  deeply  appreciate  your  giving  publicity 
to  the  following  item  either  in  whole  or  in  part. 
I  am  relying  on  the  Catholic  press  to  assist  us 
in  our  efforts  to  make  the  Crusade  Convention 
the  biggest  thing  of  its  kind  ever  held  in  the 
United  States. 

Thanking  you  for  your  co-operation,  I  am, 

Floyd  Keeler, 
Field  Secretary,  C.  S.  M.  C. 

The  growth  of  the  Catholic  Students'  Mission 
Crusade  recently  has  been  very  satisfactory  to 
its  leaders.  Three  thousand  new  members  have 
been  affiliated  with  the  movement  within  the 
past  three  months.  That  these  students  are 
really  in  earnest  in  missionary  matters  is  evi- 
denced by  the  activities  reported  through  the 
various  Units.  During  the  quarter  ending 
March  1st  the  members  of  the  Crusade  con- 
tributed more  than  $13,000  for  missions  and 
in  the  same  period  offered  nearly  500,000 
prayers  and  good  works  for  the  same  cause. 

It  must  be  borne  in  mind  that  the  Crusade 
is  not  a  collecting  agency,  nor  does  it  work  for 
any  particular  missionary  enterprise  within  the 
Church.  Each  Unit  is  free  to  select  its  own 
beneficiaries  and  to  proceed  in  its  own  way  to 
collect  any  funds  it  may  raise.  It  is  not  even 
necessary  that  a  society  of  Catholic  students  be 
wholly  missionary  in  purpose  in  order  to  have  it 
affiliated.  A  sodality  or  literary  society  or 
Catholic  Students'  Club  can  become  a  Unit  of 
the  Crusade  and  any  missionary  or  philan- 
thropic work  in  which  it  may  engage  would  be 
considered  as  Crusade  activity. 


The  Second  National  Convention  of  the  Cru- 
sade is  to  be  held  at  the  Catholic  University, 
A^ashington,  D.  C.,  August  6,  7,  and  8,  and 
promises  to  be  an  event  of  the  greatest  impor- 
tance in  Catholic  student  circles.  Information 
concerning  the  convention  or  the  crusade  may 
be  obtained  from  Mr.  Floyd  Keeler,  Field  Sec- 
retary, Apostolic  Mission  House,  Brookland 
Station,  Washington,  D,  C. 

Minstrel  Show 
The  Tenth  Annual  Minstrel  Show  was  pre- 
sented by  the  Glee  Club  in  the  College  Audi- 
torium, Wednesday,  May  12th,  and  like  all  pre- 
vious entertainments  of  this  sort  was  an  unqual- 
ified success.  The  chorus  of  twenty  male 
voices  was  well  chosen,  and  gained  favorable 
comment  from  the  very  first  offering.  The  end 
men  were  as  funny  as  ever  and  kept  the  crowd 
in  good  humor  throughout  the  entire  perfor- 
mance. The  Villanova  Jazz  Band,  consisting  of 
Messrs.  Duffy,  Jones,  Locke,  Marlowe,  Dela- 
barra,  and  Emerton,  furnished  excellent  orches- 
tration for  the  vocal  selections  and  the  dance 
numbers  which  followed  the  Minstrel  presenta- 
tion. 

'         Cast    '  ■ 

Interlocutor — Patrick  Byrne. 

Ends — Charles  McClernon,  John  Dougherty, 
John  Maguire,  Howard  Thornbury,  William 
Cronin,  Christopher  McNally. 

Chorus — John  Connolly,  Edward  Sheehan, 
John  Donnelly,  John  Hyson,  William  Keane, 
Edward  Harkins,  Kervin  Reeves,  William  King, 
Edward  McKenna,  Francis  Quinn,  James  Mit- 
chell,   Walter    Kane,    Norman    Jones,    Joseph 


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"Ward,  Thomas  Fox,  Ramon  ArcHebala,  Ber- 
nard Luckett,  Patrick  McFadden,  Romolo 
Talone,  Frederick  Griffin.         v  ,       :    (  v 

Villanova  Jazz  Band^Edward  Duffy,  John 
W.  Jones,  J.  Allen  Locke,  Augustine  Delabarra, 
John  Pickett . 

Selections 
"When  My  Baby  Smiles  at  Me" 

H.  M.  Thorn  bury 
"You're  a  Million  Miles  from  Nowhere  When 
You're  One  Little  Mile  from  Home"  / 

Ed  McKenna 

"So  Long,  Oo  Long" John  Maguire 

"A  Ship  Without  a  Sail" John  Donnelly 

"Marion" William  Cronin 

"Oh  Mother,  I'm  Wild" C. McNally 

"I  Know  a  Band  that  Needs  No  Leader" 

John  F.  X.  Dougherty 

"Some  Time" Romolo  Talone 

"Dear  Old-fashioned  Mother" .  .William  King 
"Take  Me  Back  to  the  Old  Folks  at  Home" 

Norman  Jones 

"Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" Charles  McClernon 

"Like  Stars  Above" John  L  Kirsch 

"Jazzy  Jazz" Phineas  Vize 

Vocal  Selections Mr.  James  McCool 

"Love  Days"  ■'■:'■■  \..y-^)y'^.;:S-/.> 

Theod,ore  Regan  and  Richard  Newman 
Vocal  Selection.  ..... Joseph  Kelly 

Stage  Managers — James  Rohayne,  Alfred 
Kenny. 

Electriciaris^John  W.  Jones,  William  Bride. 

Ushers — John  CoUom,  John  Riordon,  F. 
Braham,  Thomas  Kerns. 

Promenade  Concert 

■■■  'L'-'o."  •.;■ 

2.  "Marion." 

3.  "When  My  Baby  Smiles  at  Me." 

4.  "Like  a  Ship  Without  a  Sail." 

5.  "Blues!" 

6.  "Rose  of  Washington  Square." 

7.  "Oh,  Mother,  I'm  Wild."  ;  ; 

8.  "A  Million  Miles  from  Nowhere." 
';,..    9., "Finale." 

Francis  Murphy,  directing. 

Ordinations 
Rt.   Rev.   D.   J.   Dougherty,    Archbishop  of 
Philadelphia,  raised  to  the  dignity  of  the  Priest- 


hood on  May  29,  1920,  the  following  Villanova 
men:  Revs.  Christopher  McGrath,  Hugh  O'Neill, 
Thomas  Rowan,  Albert  O'LoUghlin,  John  Burns, 
Joseph  Hyson  and  V\  illiam  Donovan.  To  the 
newly  ordaiined  the  Villanovan  extends  con- 
gratulations. 

Staff  Changes 
The  Staff  this  year  will  lose  some  of  its  most 
energetic  workers.  Francis  Murphy,  who  was 
responsible  for  the  bulk  of  the  advertising 
obtained,  received  his  degree.  Harold  J.  Wie- 
gand,  the  Editor-in-Chief,  will  enter  Jefferson 
Medical  School.  No  changes  have  been  an- 
nounced thus  far  with  the  exception  of  John 
Maguire,  who  will  be  Editor-in-Chief  for  the 
coming  year.  George  McCann,  our  Staff  ar- 
tist, also  received  his  degree. 

Commencement 

The  Cbmmencement  exercises  were  held  on 
June  9,  1920,  lat  ten  o'clock  in  the  College  Audi- 
torium. Rt.  Rev.  Philip  R.  McDevitt,  Bishop 
of  Harrisburg,  presided.  The  address  to  the 
graduates  was  delivered  by  Judge  McGolrick 
of  New  York.  John  W.  Jones,  B.S.,  delivered 
the  Valedictory.  His  subject  was  "True  Amer- 
ican Citizenship".  The  Salutatory  was  deliv- 
ered by  John  Hudson,  A.B.  The  subject  was 
"True  American  Education". 

Honorary  Degrees: 

The  Honorary  Degree  of  Doctor  of  Science 
was  conferred  upon  Thomas  E.  Murray,  LL.D., 
of  the  Edison  Company,  New  York. 

The  Honorary  Degree  of  Doctor  of  Laws 
was  conferred  upon  Honorable  Edward  J.  Mc- 
Golrick, Judge  of  New  York  Supreme  Court. 

The  Degree  of  Master  of  Arts  in  Course  was 
conferred  upon  the  following:  Sister  Mary  Cos- 
mos, O.  M.  I.;  Rev.  Christopher  McGrath, 
O.  S.  A.;  Rev.  Hugh  O'Neill,  O.  S.  A.;  Rev. 
Thomas  Rowan,  O.  S.  A. ;  Rev.  Albert  O'Lo'ugh- 
lin,  O.  S.  A.;  Rev.  John  Burns,  O.  S.  A.;  Rev. 
Joseph  Hyson,  O.  S.  A.;  Rev.  William  Dono- 
van, O.  S.  A. 

The  Degree  of  Bachelor  of  Arts  was  conferred 
upon  the  following:  William  Berry,  Thomas 
Blessington,  Joseph  M.  Dougherty,  Edwin  A. 
Dickonson,  John  J.  Hudson,  Henry  E.  Green- 
lee,   Paul    M.    Judson,    Jerome   A.    Mahoney, 


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Frederick  A.  Manning,  John  B.  Martin,  John 
A.  Whalen,  John  P:  McCarthy,  Joseph  W. 
Paquette.  ■  X:^"-':--  ■■^■-^■i  <?'-■■"-'■■:  -'''^'>::-\'-:\.y -■■[-''■:  ■"-,■•::'' 
The  Degree  of  Bachelor  of  Science  in  Engi- 
neering was  conferred  on  the  following:  David 
F.  F'arley,  Joseph  A.  Gillespie,  John  'vV.  Jones, 
Peter  J.  Malick,  Francis  A.  Murphy,  George  F. 
McCann,  Thomas  J.  McCormick,  J.  Howard 
Tyrrell,  Joseph  A.  "Waugh. 

The   Degree   of  Civil  Engineering   was   con- 
ferred on  Armando  Alvarez. 

Championship  Game 
On  Friday,  June  4,  1920,  the  Villanova  Pre- 
paratory School  clashed  with  St.  Joseph's  Pre- 
paratory for  the  final  pennant  game  and  won 
by  a  score  of  7  to  1.  The  pennant  is  for  the 
Catholic  Championship  of  Philadelphia  and 
vicinity.  Harry  Griffith  was  on  the  mound  for 
Villanova  and  allowed  but  one  hit  during  the 
entire  game. 

Preparatory  Banquet 
The    Graduating   Class   of   the    Preparatory 
School  held  the  Annual  Banquet  in  the  College 
dining  hall  on  Thursday  evening.  May  27,  1920. 

The  Prep  O'Lantern,  the  Preparatory  School 
Year  Book,  was  circulated  Commencement 
week.  It  contains  the  records  of  the  Class  of 
'20,  pictures  of  the  faculty  and  students,  of 
baseball,  football  and  basketball  teams,  and 
many  classical  literary  contributions. 


The  Extension  School 
/The  College  Faculty  conducted  a  large  Ex-. 
tension  School  at  the  Girls'  Catholic  High 
School  during  the  year  1919-1920.  Among  the 
communities  who  sent  Sisters  to  enjoy  the 
advantages  of  the  College  were:  The  Francis- 
cans, The  Missionary  Sisters  of  St.>,  Francis, 
Holy  Child  Sisters,  Sisters  of  the  Immaculate 
Heart  of  Mary,  Sisters  of  St.  Joseph,  Mercy 
Sisters  of  Harrisburg,  Mercy  Sisters  of  Merion, 
Mercy  Sisters  of  Plainfield,  N.  J. 

Summer  Courses  will  be  given  at  Villanova 
from  July  1  to  August  13.  Arrangements  have 
been  made  for  the  accommodation  of  boarders 
at  the  College  during  the  summer.  Courses  will 
be  given  in  Education,  Latin,  Greek,  History, 
English,  Philosophy,  Sociology,  Economics, 
Mathematics,  Mechanical  Drawing,  Physics, 
Chemistry,  Mineralogy,  Metallurgy,  Geology, 
Biology,  Botany,  Physiology,  Modern  Lan- 
guages, Music. 

The  Villanova  R.  C.  H.  S.  Club  Dance 
On  May  8th,  the  R.  C\  H.  S.  Club  gave  a 
dance  at  the  Adelphia  Hotel,  Philadelphia. 
Despite  the  threatening  outlook  of  the  weather, 
the  dance  was  exceptionally  well  attended ;  both 
Villanova  and  Catholic  High  were  represented 
and  the  floor  was  taxed  to  capacity.  To  the 
great  credit  of  the  chairman,  Mr.  Ellis  Voss, 
and  of  the  Dance  Committee,  the  dance  was 
both  socially  and  financially  successful.  The 
proceeds  were  given  to  the  Villanova  College 
Athletic  Association.      - 


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Villanova  College 
Villanova,  Pa., 
May  12,  1920. 
Dear  Brother  Alumnus: 

At  our  Annual  Banquet  of  last  year  we  an- 
nounced that  the  Alumni  Reunion  of  1920  would 
be  held  in  the  new  gymnasium.  We  intend  to 
carry  out  that  pledge  literally.  Owing  to  pre- 
vailing conditions  in  the  building  world  it  has 
been  found  impossible  to  complete  the  work  in 
time  for  the  coming  Commencement,  June  9th. 
'We  have  deemed  it  best,  therefore,  to  postpone 
our  1920  Banquet  until  the  fall. 
■  "We  have  been  assured  that  the  entire  build- 
ing will  be  completed  and  ready  for  occupancy 
not  later  than  September  1st.  Dedicatory  exer- 
cises will  be  held  on  our  Patronal  Feast,  St. 
Thomas  of  Villanova's  day,  Tuesday,  Septem- 
ber 21,  1920.  We  expect  to  number  among  our 
guests  on  that  occasion  men  of  prominence  in 
every  walk  of  life.  Altogether  it  is  going  to  be 
the  biggest  day  in  Villanova's  history.  May  we 
count  upon  you  to  be  with  us?  " 

Remember  this  is  going  to  be  in  the  strictest 
sense  of  the  word — Alumni  Day.  The  old  Col- 
lege will  have  been  made  ov^er  into  the  newest 
and  best  building  on  the  grounds.  Alumni  Hall, 
as  it  shall  hereafter  be  known,  will  be  a  tribute 
to  your  generosity  and  your  zeal  in  the  inter- 
ests of  Alma  Mater.  The  names  of  all  who  have 
contributed  toward  the  rehabilitation  of  those 
walls,  replete  with  memory,  shall  be  engraven 
upon  its  portals.  Is  your  name  inscribed  on 
our  Roll  of  Honor?  If  not,  there  is  still  time 
and  the  opportunity  is  great.  In  any  case  we 
want  you  with  us  on  September  21st. 


During  the  summer  we  shall  make  an  eiTort 
to  get  in  personal  touch  with  all  the  "Old 
Boys"  in  order  to  arouse  a  spirit  of  enthusiasm. 
W  ill  you  help  to  gather  together  the  clans  in 
your  locality?  Just  say  the  word  and  we'll 
come  and  let  you  know  at  firsthand  what  we 
are  doing  and  intend  to  do.  We  are  prepared 
to  furnish  you  the  addresses  and  the  records  of 
your  old  classmates  and  friends  of  bygone  days. 
What  more  powerful  plea  can  we  present  than 
the  fact  that  we  will  have  with  us  on  Alumni 
Day  representatives  of  every  class,  of  which 
there  is  a  member  still  living  that  ever  went 
forth  from  Villanova?    ? 

Make  your  plans  accordingly  as  we  shall  ex- 
pect you  to  be  with  us  on  September  21st.  It  is 
going  to  be  a  Gala  Day  in  our  history  and  it 
will  be  the  greatest  day  in  your  life  if  you  are 
wise.  Get  busy,  then,  and  let  us  know  that  we 
may  count  on  your  hearty  good-will  and  earnest 
co-operation. 

Meanwhile  we  shall  expect  to  see  a  goodly 
number  of  you  present  at  the  Commencement 
exercises,  Wednesday,  June  9th,  and  we  pledge 
you  the  same  old  Villanova  hospitality. 

Remember  Tuesday,  September  21,   1920. 

Sincerely, 
James  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A., 
President. 
'^^  :     :  J.  Stanley  Smith, 

President  Alumni  Association. 

Our  Alumni 
One  of  the  objects  of  our  College  publication 
is  to  strengthen   the  bond  of  good    fellowship 
among  the  members  of  our  Alumni.    The  maga- 


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zine  is  the  property  of  the  Alumni  as  well  as  of 
the  student  body.  Unless  they  have  lost  all 
sense  of  loyalty  to  Alma  Mater,  they  should  be 
ardent  workers  in  its  behalf.  At  no  time  has 
The  Villanovan  needed  so  much  the  support 
of  the  graduates  as  at  present.  It  is  a  duty 
they  owe  their  college.  The  spirit  of  devotion 
should  be  shown  in  a  two-fold  way. 

First,  the  magazine  cannot  continue  on  good 
wishes  alone.  Materials  used  and  expenses  in- 
curred for  printing  make  it  impossible  to  con- 
tinue longer  on  the  present  basis.  We  con- 
template sending  a  circular  letter  to  the  mem- 
bers during  this  summer.  Our  subscription 
price  will  be  raised.  The  price  of  "Ads"  must 
also  be  advanced.  "We  feel  that  every  Alumnus 
should  be  a  subscriber.  Many  could  contribute 
personal  "Ads". 

The  second  duty,  no  less  important,  is  that 
of  keeping  us  informed  as  to  the  whereabouts 
and  the  activities  of  your  classmates.  Do  you 
love  old  Villartova?  Have  you  forgotten  her 
care  for  you?  Answer  these  questions  by 
generosity  in  that  which  is  a  diuty  of  love. 
— Those  of  the  Alumni  who  are  at  the  College. 


nova  College  of  1870.  His  first  plunge  into  poli- 
tics was  in  1879,  when  he  was  Democratic  nom- 
inee for  district  attorney.  He  lost  because  of 
a  heavy  greenback  majority.  Three  years  later 
he  was  chosen  as  a  delegate-at-large  to  the  con- 
vention which  nominated  Grover  Cleveland. 
He  was  one  of  the  delegates  to  the  Baltimore 
convention  when  Woodrow  Wilson  was  nomi- 
nated for  the  presidency  on  the  Democratic 
ticket. 

In  1906  he  was  elected  congressman  from  this 
district  and  when  a  renomination  was  offered 
him,  he  declined  because  of  pressure  of  legal 
business. 

As  an  attorney  he  had  no  equal  at  the  Lu- 
zerne County  bar  for  a  period  of  thirty-five 
years.  There  were  few  important  litigations  in 
which  he  was  not  interested.  He  figured  prom- 
inently in  the  trial  of  Sheriff  James  Martin  dur- 
ing the  Lattimer  strike  troubles  and  was  the 
prosecutor  in  the  famous  "Red  Nose"  Mike  case 
when  Paymasters  McClure  and  Flanagan  were 
murderedl 

To  his  son  James  and  the  family  the  Villa- 
novan extends  its  sympathy. 


Deaths 
The  Villanovan  extends  sympathy  to  F. 
Leo  Lynch  in  the  death  of  his  wife.  The  Mass 
of  Requiem  was  celebrated  by  Rev.  F.  A.  Dris- 
coll,  O.  S.  A.,  Vice-President  of  Villanova.  Rev. 
James  J.  Dean,  O.  S.  A.,  the  President,  deliv- 
ered the  sermon. 

Judge  John  T.  Lenahan,  '70 
John  T.  Lenahan,  Luzerne  County's  fore- 
most lawyer  and  one  of  the  most  distinguished 
in  the  state,  a  former  congressman  and  leader 
of  one  of  the  wings  of  Democracy  in  this  end  of 
Pennsylvania,  died  April  28th  of  kidney  trouble 
after  two  weeks'  illness.  He  was  sixty-seven 
years  old  and  was  a  member  of  a  family  of  law- 
yers and  politicians.  Mr.  Lenahan  was  a  finan- 
cier and  besides  being  a  director  on  many  boards 
was  vice-president  of  the  Wyoming  Valley  Trust 
Company. 

Mr.  Lenahan  was  born  in  Port  Griffith,  this 
county,  in  1852.     He  was  a  graduate  of  Villa- 


Prep  Commencement 
The  Annual  Commencement  of  the  Villanova 
Preparatory  School  took  place  on  Tuesday  even- 
ing, June  8,  1920,  at  eight  o'clock,  in  the  Col- 
lege Auditorium.  The  Very  Rev.  Provincial 
presided.  Father  Dean,  President  of  Villanova, 
addressed  the  graduates.  The  Valedictory  was 
delivered  by  Francis  J.  Kirst,  "Advantages  of 
Christian  Education."  Edward  A.  Dignan  ^ 
delivered  the  Salutatbry,  "Ideals  of  Christian 
Education." 

Phi  Kappa  Pi 
The  Phi  Kappa  Pi   held  its  Annual  Banquet 
and  Promenade  in  the  College  dining  hall  on 
Thursday,  June  3,  1920. 

Rev.  Jeremiah  J.  Fogarty,  '17,  was  ordained 
to  the  Holy  Priesthood  on  Saturday,  May  29, 
1920,  in  St.  Michael's  Cathedral,  Toronto,  by 
Rt.  Rev.  Neil  McNeil.  Father  Fogarty  cele- 
brated his  first  Solemn  Mass  in  St.  Augustine's 
Church,  Andover,  Mass.,  on  Sunday,  June  6, 
1920. 


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39 


Rt.  Rev.  John  J.  McCort,  on  Saturday,  May 
29,  1920,  elevated  to  the  dignity  of  the  Priest- 
hood, Rev.  Joseph  P.  Monahan  of  the  Class  of 
*16.  Father  Monahan  celebrated  his  first  Sol- 
emn Mass  on  May  30,  1920,  in  the  Church  of 
the  Annunciation,  Shenandoah,  Pa.  The 
ViLLANOVAN  extends  congratulations! 

James  J.  Flannery,  ex-' 15,  was  graduated 
from  Jefferson  Medical  College  on  Saturday, 
Ju»ne  5,  1920. 


John  Nolan  of  Lowell,  formerly  a  student  of 
Villa'nova,  was  awarded  the  prize  offered  by  the 
Boston  Post  for  the  Best  Last  Line  in  a  Limer- 
ick.   The  completed  limerick  follows: 

Some  say:  "Ev'rybody's  my  friend!" 
No  deceit,  I  suppose  they  intend. 
But  it  does  seem  to  me 
That  a  true  "friend"  should  be 
In  the  offing  when  troubles  portend. 


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Princeton,  5;  Villanova,  4 
On  April  14th,  the  'Varsity  met  their  second 
defeat  of  the  season  when  Princeton  came 
through  with  a  timely  rally  in  the  ninth  inn- 
ing and  nosed  out  the  Blue  and  "\^hite  nine  by 
one  run.  This  was  the  'Varsity's  first  appear- 
ance on  hostile  territory  this  season.  With  the 
score,  4  to  1,  in  favor  of  the  'Varsity  in  the  last 
of  the  eight  innings,  Yadusky,  who  pitched  a 
fine  brand  of  ball  up  until  this  period,  wavered 
and  allowed  three  hits,  which  coupled  with  an 
error  netted  Princeton  two  runs.  In  the  last  of 
the  ninth.  Cook,  pinch  hitting  for  Warburton, 
singled  to  left  field;  Lee's  single  put  men  on 
first  and  second,  and  Mcllvain's  out  advanced 
both  men,  then  Trimble  singled  scoring  both 
runners  and  the  deciding  tally.  Lee,  who  scored 
the  deciding  run,  was  caught  off  home  plate  by 
three  feet  by  Brennan's  fast  return  of  Trimble's 
hit,  but  when  McDonald  tagged  the  runner  the 
umpire  failed  to  see  it  and  allowed  the  run.  The 
'Varsity  started  out  strong  in  the  first  inning; 
Robinson  andCullom  fiied  out,  Sheehan  singled, 
Brennan  scored  Sheehan  with  a  two-base  blow 


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to  right  center.  Byrne  singled,  putting  "Ambie" 
on  thiid  but  the  former  died  stealing.  In  the 
second,  "Warburton  was  wild;  in  this  frame  a 
walk,  a  single,  two  wild  pitches  and  a  base  on 
balls  coupled  with  an  error  gave  the  'Varsity 
three  runs.  Thereafter  the  Tiger  twirler  set- 
tled down  and  allowed  but  three  hits  from  then 
on.  Brennan  had  a  double  and  a  triple  to  his 
credit,  while  Trimble  for  the  Tigers  had  two 
singles  and  a  double  in  five  trips  to  the  plate. 

Though  it  is  not  our  policy  to  offer  alibis  for 
defeats,  we  hold  that  the  better  team  did  not 
win  the  game.  Any  umpiring  that  bordered  on 
fairness  would  have  given  the  game  to  Villanova, 
the  better  team. 

Villanova,  20;  Catholic  University,  6 
The  'Varsity  journeyed  to  Washington,  D.  C, 
on  the  22d  of  April  and  easily  defeated  the 
Catholic  University  nine,  20  to  6.  The  Villa- 
nova sluggers  lost  no  time  in  getting  off  to  a 
good  start,  when  they  fell  upon  the  delivery  of 
Dollard  for  four  hits  in  the  first  inning,  which, 
sandwiched  in  with  four  bases  on  balls,  an  error 


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and  a  sacrifice  fly,  netted  the  Blue  and  "White  frame.  It  was  like  this — Sheehan,  the  first 
six  tallies.  This  lead  very  rapidly  dwindled  man  up  singled,  stole  second,  and  scored  on 
down  to  nothing  when  the  home  team  scored  Brennan's  single  to  right;  McDonald  flied  out; 
six  runs  in  their  half  of  the  second;  a  base  on  Byrne  reached  first  on  an  error  and  Brennan 
balls,  an  error,  and  four  hits,  including  a  home  scored,  Byrne  going  to  second;  Connelly  scored 
run  by  Lucey  did  the  work.  After  the  second  Byrne  with  a  single  to  left,  and  went  to  second 
inning,  Yadusky  was  invincible,  allowing  but  on  the  throw  in,  and  scored  on  Neville's  single, 
two  hits  in  the  last  seven  innings.  Kendrick,  Dougherty,  who  was  pitching  a  fine  brand  of 
who  relieved  Dollard  in  the  second  inning,  fared  ball  for  the  'Varsity,  tripled  sending  in  Con- 
well  up  until  the  fifth  inning  when  two  hits,  a  nelly;  Robinson  tripled  scoring  "Doc";  Cul- 
walk  and  some  ragged  fielding  gave  the  'Var-  lom  singled  scoring  "Robby",  O'Brien  still 
sity  four  more  runs.  The  visitors  kept  right  pitching.  Sheehan  got  his  second  hit  iit  this 
after  Kendrick's  offerings  and  forced  him  to  inning  when  he  doubled  to  right  center.  "Rob- 
retire  in  the  eight.  May  was  called  upon  to  by"  scored.  Cullom  scored  on  Brennan's  two- 
take  up  the  burden  from  then  on,  but  his  offer-  base  clout;  Byrne  flied  out  to  left.  Brennan 
ings  seemed  to  be  of  the  same  caliber  as  those  scored  on  McDonald's  double.  Connelly  ended 
of  his  predecessors,  for  Coach  MeCeehan's  slug-  the  inning  by  grounding  out  to  the  pitcher, 
gers  fell  upon  this  new  arrival  for  eight  hits  and  In  this  game  the  Blue  and  "White  nine  hit  for 
seven  runs  in  his  short  stay.  This  made  a  grand  nineteen  safe  blows,  for  a  grand  total  of  thirty- 
total  of  twenty  runs  and  nineteen  hits  for  the  seven  bases.  Sheehan  had  four  hits  including 
game.  Cullom  led  the  swat-fest  with  four  sin-  two  doubles;  Connelly  had  a  home  run  and 
gles;  Connelly  was  a  close  second  with  a  triple,  two  singles;  Neville  had  the  highest  average 
a  double  and  a  single  in  five  times  at  bat.  'With  for  the  day  having  four  hits  in  five  trips  to  the 
the  exception  of  one  misplay  by  Neville  the  plate.  Dougherty  pitched  well  throughout, 
'Varsity  played  gilt-edged  ball.  The  home  team  allowing  eight  hits  and  fanning  nine  men;  in 
played  a  ragged  game  behind  their  pitchers,  the  second  he  retired  the  side  on  strikes. 
For  Catholic  University,  Henington  led  in  hit- 
ting with  a  triple  and  a  single  in  six  attempts.  Villanova,  5;  Gettysburg,  1 
After  the  second  inning  Yadusky  pitched  a  fine  The  'Varsity  ended  its  southern  trip  by 
brand  of  ball;  he  had  seven  strike-out  victims,  beating  the  Gettysburg  nine  at  Gettysburg,  Pa., 
and  his  form  in  these  last  innings  shows  that  5  to  1.  "Sid"  Sweeney,  who  twirled  for  the 
the  big  fellow  is  just  starting  to  hit  his  stride,  Blue  and  "White,  was  invincible  an|d  allowed 
and  big  things  may  be  expected  from  him  in  but  two  hits,  the  first  of  which  was  made  in  the 
the  future.  eighth    inning.      Sweeney   would    have   had   a 

shutout  to  his  credit  except   for  some  ragged 

Villanova,  19;  Mt.  St.  Mary's,  5  fielding  by  his  teammates  in  the  eighth  inning; 

In   the  second  game  of  their  southern   trip,  in  this  frame  Cullom  let  two  grounders  trickle 

the    'Varsity   duplicated   the   scene  enacted   at  through  his  legs,  and  Neville  dropped  a  thrown 

"Washington    the   day   previous.      O'Brien    was  ball,   which   preceding    a    single    by    Menchey 

prevailed  upon  to  take  upon  his  shoulders  the  gave    Gettysburg    its   only    run    of    the    game, 

task  of  stopping  the  invading  sluggers,  but  he  Menchy's  delivery  was  solved   for  twelve  hits; 

failed  in  the  attempt,  but  like  all  men  of  his  Robinson  was  the  chief  offender,  having  three 

race  he   had   the  courage   to   stand   the  strain  singles  to  his  credit. 

under  a  terrific  onslaught  and  remained  in  the  This  victory  incidentally  proved  to  be  Get- 
game  throughout.    O'Brien  went  through  eight  tysburg's  first  defeat  in  three  years,  and  its  first 
innings  having  been  scored  upon  occasionally  defeat  at  home  since  1916. 
in  several  innings,  but  the  ninth  was  one  grand 

and  glorious  batting  spree  for  the  Blue  and  Steelton,  6;  Villanova,  3 

White,  and  when  the  dust  was  settled,  ten  of  On  the  4th  of  April  the  'Varsity  journeyed 

the  visitors  had  crossed  the  plate  in  that  closing  to  Steelton  and  were  defeated  by  the  Steelton 


THE  VILLANOVAN  41 

isteel  league  nine,  6  to  3.    The  home  team  com-  Sheehan,   Connelly,   Dougherty  and  Yadusky, 

posed  mostly  of  former  big  leaguers,   though  and  a  home  run  by  Byrne  counted  for  four  runs, 

allowed  only  nine  hits  ofif  Yadusky's  delivery,  Sweeney  relieved  Yadusky  in  the  ninth  and  a 

bunched    these    hits    in    three    innings,    which  base  on  balls,  a  single,  and  an  error  by  Collum 

proved    to   be   sufficient   to   clinch    the   game,  gave  Lehigh  another  run  and  the  game.     The 

Menear  who  twirled  for  the  steel  leaguers  was  delivery  of  Lee  was  easily  solved  by  the  'Var- 

in  exceptionally  good  form  and  allowed  but  six  sity  sluggers  who  had  seventeen  hits  during  his 

hits,    two   of   which,  including   a  home  run  by  stay;    of  these  Byrne  hit  three   for  a  total  of 

Byrne   and   a  two-bagger    by   Connelly,   were  seven  bases.     The  batting  of  Mathag  was  the 

crowded  into  the  second  inning,  which  gave  the  feature  for  Lehigh,  this  man  having  a  homer 

'Varsity  a  two-run  lead  which  they  held  up  until  and  a  single  in  four  times  at  bat. 
the  fifth  inning.     In  this  inning,  two  hits,  two 

errors  and  a  passed  ball  netted  the  home  team  Gettysburg,  7;  Villanova,  5 

two  runs  and  the  lead  which  they  maintained  The  'Varsity  sustained  its  second  defeat  on 

throughout  the  rest  of  the  game.    The  batting  home  territory  this  season  when  the  Gettys- 

of  Anderson  featured  the  contest;  this  old-timer  burg  nir^e  came  through  with  a  two-run  rally 

had  a  double,  a  single,  and  two  walks  in  five  in  the  last  inning  and  nosed  out  the  Blue  and 

trips  to  the  plate.     Some  poor  fielding  behind  White  by  the  score,   7   to  5.     Sweeney  who 

Yadusky  accounted  for  two  of  the  home  team's  pitched  tor  the  home  team  was  hit  freely  in  the 

runs.  three  closing  innings,  especially  in  the  seventh 

a,nd  ninth.  In  the  seventh  Gettysburg  scored 
Lehigh,  10;  Villanova,  9  three  runs  on  three  singles  and  two  doubles. 
Though  out  hitting  their  opponents  nearly  In  their  half  of  the  ninth,  the  'Varsity  made  a 
three  to  one,  the  'Varsity  came  out  on  the  short  game  battle  for  the  game  but  fell  short  by  two 
end  of  a  10  to  9  score  against  the  Lehigh  nine  runs.  In  this  frame  Collum  doubled,  Byrne 
at  the  Lehigh  stadium  on  May  19th.  Yadusky  singled,  and  Yadusky  tripled,  giving  the  Blue 
pitched  well  for  three  innings  and  then  went  to  and  "White  two  runs.  In  the  first  inning  Sweeney 
pieces  in  the  fourth,  when  a  double,  two  sin-  twisted  his  ankle  in  crossing  first  base  and  was 
gles,  a  base  on  balls  and  an  error  netted  the  forced  to  have  it  dressed  before  he  could  con- 
home  team  four  runs.  The  big  twirler  then  set-  tinue  the  game.  This  incident  did  not  add  any 
tjed  d(3wn  until  the  seventh  inning  when  a  base  to  Sweeney's  strength  and  the  fact  that  he 
on  balls,  an  error  and  a  home  run  by  Mathag  seemed  to  weaken  in  the  seventh  can  be  laid 
gave  Lehigh  three  more  counters.  Between  the  to  his  injury,  as  he  was  unable  to  put  much 
second  and  the  fifth  innings  inclusive  the  Blue  weight  on  his  right  leg.  The  playing  and  hitting 
and  "vVhite  sluggers  had  eight  hits  to  their  of  Kyle  featured  the  game,  while  Plowman  and 
credit,  but  were  unable  to  score  but  one  run.  Hersh  for  the  visitors  pulled  off  two  spectacular 
In  the  eighth  inning,  with/t^he  score,  9  to  5,  catches  that  brought  rounds  of  applause  from 
against  them  the  'Varsity  began  a  batting  bee  the  spectators.  McDonald  caught  a  stellar 
which  enabled  them  to  tie  the  score.  In  this  game  behind  Sweeney,  and  had  two  hits  to  his 
inning,  a  base   on  balls  to  Collum,    singles  by  credit. 


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PLINTBS 


A   Thrilling  Experience 

Wildly  I  woke  one  morning, 
My  hands  all  red  with  blood; 

Had  I  done  murder  in  my  sleep? 
Horror  fixed  me  where  I  stood! 

Faintly  I  recollected 
How  flew  my  hand  in  wrath 

And  rested  not  caressingly 
On  some  object  in  its  path. 

Blow  followed  blow  repeated,    i^ 

Till  I  awoke  to  find 
A  corpse  on  the  sheet  was  seated — - 

A  mosquito  on  me  had  dined!     •     ; 

"William  F.  Berry. 


Queries  and  Answers 

"Why  is  a  stick  of   candy  like  a  race  horse? 

The  more  you  lick  it  the  faster  it  goes. 

"When  should  we  read  the  book  of  nature? 

"When  Autumn  turns  the  leaves. 

"W  hen  did  George  \\  ashington  first  take  a  ride? 

When  he  took  a  hack  at  the  cherry  tree. 

"When  is  paper  money  first  mentioned  in  the 
Bible? 

"When  the  dove  brought  the  green  back  to 
the  ark. 


Professor — "What  is 'ratio'?" 

Student — "Ratio  is  proportion." 

Professor — "What  is  proportion?" 

Student — "Proportion  is  ratio." 

Professor — "But  what  are  ratio  and  propor- 
tion?" 

Student — "I  can  only  answer  one  question  at 
a  time." 

Two  Sweet  Young  Things — "Paul,  which  of 
us  look  the  younger?" 

Cranston — "Why — er — you  both  look  young- 
er than  the  other." 

Prof,  (in  II  Prep  Religion) — "My  dear  young 
men,  we  shall  now  discuss  the  garden  of  Para- 
dise and  its  earliest  inhabitants.  James,  in  what 
season  did  Adam  eat  the  apple?" 

McCodl— "Early  in  the  fall."  ^    • 

Pro;f. — "Joseph,  what  was  the  longest  day  in 
Adam's  life?" 

Ward — "The  one  in  which  there  was  no 
Eve." 

Prof. — "What  did  Adam  and  Eve  do  when 
they  were  expelled  from  the  Garden,  Harry?" 

Griffith — "They  raised  Cain." 

Kane— "Aw!  drop  dead  Griffith." 

Harkins — ""Why  is  life  the  greatest  of  riddles?" 
Burgess — "Because  we  all  have  to  give  it  up." 


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Proprieties 

He — "Would  it  be  improper  for  me  to  kiss 
your  hand?" 

She — "No,  but  it  would  be  decidedly  out  of 
plate." 

McCool,  mistaking  grapefruit  for  oranges, 
"Gosh!  it  wouldn't  take  many  of  these  to  make 
a  dozen." 

Diagnosis 

Moore — "What  is  it  that  makes  'War  Hawse' 
Bowling  so  sleepy  all  the  time?" 

Schuble — "He  was  born  tired  and  had  a 
relapse." 

Good  Suggestion 
Eckhart — "What's  good  to  clean  ivory?" 
Neville — "Try  a  shampoo." 


Stylish  Protection 
Kane—"  'Fatty'  Michel  fell  out  of   the  win- 
dow just  now." 

Fleuhr — "Did  he  injure  himself?" 
Kane — "No!  he  had  his  spring  suit  on." 


Before  the  Last  Amendment 

Set  two  up  Tom  and  give  me  the  bill. 
Gee!  How  that  man's  been  swattin'  the  pill. 
Drinks  on  the  last  hole;  he  gets  a  three, 
ril  sign  the  check,  he  drinks  this  on  me. 

All  the  way  round,  he  knocked  'em  a  mile. 
rd  "sap"  a  shot,  and  then  he  would  smile. 
He  wouldn't  top  'em;  just  two  to  the  green 
Playing  like  that  Tom,  I've  never  seen. 

You  know  the  sixteenth?    He  made  a  foufVr   I 
That's  only  been  done  three  times  before,    r  V. 
Without  further  practice  he's  all  set 
To  take  on  tomorrow,  Francis  Ouimet.      '    \. 

Set  up  two  drinks  Tom;  Fll  take  mine  straight. 
I  ought  to  pay,  when  I  make  an  eight. 
But  you  can  bet  Til  play  him  no  more 
Unless  he  "spots"  me  a  lead  of  four.         ' 


Rondeau  Insouciant 

O  Rondeau  rare!     It  is  my  care 
That  thou  a  like  fate  shall  not  share; 
As  oft  this  truant  pen  of  mine 
Finds  story,  sonnet,  and  outline 
Begin  with  hope,  end  in  despair. 

To  try  a  theme  I  would  not  dare: 
A  fickle  will,  a  mind  that's  bare, 
Naught  can  produce.     Harsh  fate  is  thine, 

0  Rondeau  rare! 

Enough  of  this!     I  do  declare 
That  teacher  sure  will  tear  his  hair; 
His  wrathjul  countenance  will  shine; 
He'll  rave,  look  daggers,  then  repine. 
That  to  maltreat  thee,  I  would  dare, 

0  Rondeau  rare! 
Thomas  J.  Blessington. 


Mathematical  Charity 
Soph — "What's  a  nickel  among  friends?" 
Fresh — "Five  cents." 


Spring  Song 

Arise!  arise!  glad  Spring  descends, 
And  o'er  our  land  her  footsteps  bends; 
Beneath  her  tread  the  flowers  arise 
And  brighten  at  her  glancing  eyes,. 

m 

Ten  thousand  birds  awake  their  song 
To  welcome  Spring  the  woods  among; 
Round  dewy  herbs,  industrious  bees 
Pursue  the  honey-fragrant  breeze. 

In  gardens  trim,  her  footsteps  trace, 
Her  hands  unfolding  every  grace — 
From  lowly  herb  to  lofty  tree. 
Now  robed  m  raiment  fair  to  see, 

Ah,  man,  vain  man!  woiddsl  thou  but  learn 
To  follow  Nature  in  thy  turn. 
Then  sights  like  this  must  wake  in  thee 
The  genial  flowers  of  poetry! 

Hugh  A.  O'Neill. 


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Mo5/  nations  have  a  sywhol — 
Some  plant  of  potent  charm — 

That  signifies  their  mighty  size 
Either  to  help  or  harm. 

Thus,  Scotland  greets  the  thistle, 

England  adores  the  rose; 
The  Emerald  Isle,  how  fair  its  smile 

While  there  the  shamrock  grows! 

Fair  France  still  boasts  the  my — 

The  queenly  fleur-de-lys; 
While  Prussia  growls  as  Russia  howls- 

Beneath  the  hnden  tree. 

How  comes  it,  then,  the  greatest — 

America  the  Free — 
No  emblem  knows  oj  all  that  grows 

In  woodland,  wold,  or  lea? 

Yet,  in  our  land  arises — 

Majestic  in  its  height — 
A  floral  prize  that  typifies 

The  Unity  oj  Might. 

Its  stem  is  long,  but  dainty; 

Its  heart  is  made  oj  gold; 
Its  petals,  dight  in  virgin  white, 

This  central  disk  enfold. 


Thus,  in  its  grcuth  so  sturdy, 

Cur  soil  it  typifies: 
Though  stamped  with  foot,  its  vital  root 

All  tyranny  defies. 

Its  lengthy  stem  is  marking 

The  years  we  spend  to  gain 
The  foremost  place  in  every  race — 

We  strive  and  we  attain. 

Its  golden  disk,  revealing 

Our  wealth  on  every  side. 
Each  race  commands  from  foreign  strands 

To  enter  with  each  tide. 

Its  petals,  in  their  number 

And  fair  variety. 
Show  State  and  State  must  never  hate, 

But  live  in  unity. 

Now,  should  we  not  due  honor 

Grant  this  symbolic  flower. 
And  on  our  breast  and  on  our  crest 

Display  its  native  power? 

Think  well,  ye  who  are  reading. 

And  do  not  answer  " No'\ 
Just  think  how  strife  and  pain  in  life  ■ 

Start  from  a  verbal  blow. 


But,  that  you  may  examine 
The  plant  of  which  I  speak, 

In  park  or  pale,  on  hill  or  dale — 
There,  there  the  DAISY  seek. 


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Mosl  miiioiis  have  (I  s\)}:liol--  \\ 
Sonu  pidiii  of  polnil  chani;- 
Tlidi  siii)!ijics  ili(  ir  mivjily  size 
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y/zv/.s-,  ///  lis  i;n.:,lii  so  .sill  rdx,.-  ^::  :■:-:■'- :■': 

■  ('nr  soil  it  iypilics: 
'J'hciii^li  siair p(d  i^ilh  j'ool,  lis  vilctl  roof 
All  Ivrain/v  (Jcl;cs,l 


Tims,  Sroihurd  v/ccts  the  IITislIc,  ; 

:  Ji}iiil(ii!(l  (idorcs  the  rose ;' .r  ■^:--y:'  '/:;''■.  ' 
The  lime  raid  Isle,  lio-:c  fair  ils  siiiile    : 

:,,,  n////r  there  the  slutniroek  'j^roics! 

Fair  fraiiee  slill  hoasts  the  lilyr-^r>-'fT:':. 
'     'The  (jiieeuly  fleur-de-lys; 
While  Prussia  '^ro-i J s  as  Rnssin  ho7ds' 
Beuealh  the  Inideii  lire,  ■■■ 


//.v  leir^lhy  stem  is  iiiarkimi    -     ;  ■ 
;.     The  years  7ie  spend  to  {^iiiii    ■  ,  :  ■ 
'The  foremost  plaee  in  every  raee~-y.'' 
W'e  strive  and  -iee  (ittiiiii.  T^r    ff 

:lt;<  iioldefi  disk,  revealiiii^  f/:-:-f[:}yTrff'f-.ff'f' 

(.'iw  icealth  on  every  side,        :; 
Taeli  raee  eo  in  mauds  I  roiii  fore  it^ii:  strands 

To  eiiler  with  earh  tide. 


TIow  eomes  it,  tlieii,  the  iireatest- 

A  meriea  the  Tree  — 
\\o  eirddem  hiiov.s  of  all  thai  i^^nnjs 

hi  i^oodland.  wold,  or  lea.' 


lis  petals,  ill  their  iiinnl'er 

A  nd  fa  ir  variety, 
,Show  .Slate  and  .Stale  must  never  lialc, 

Tilt  live  in  iiiiitv. 


3  ('/,  in  our  laud  arises    - 
ATijestie  in  ils  lieia^ht'- 

A  Jloral  prize  thai  typifies 
I'lie  I  'iiity  ot  \Ti[[ht.       ■ 

Its  stem  is  loiiii,  tint  daiulv; 

Its  heart  is  made  of  void : 
Its  petals,  (iiidil  in  vir'^in  iJiitc^ 

This  e<  nfral  dish  eiilold. 


^>eiw,  should  :,f  not  due  honor 
<.  Irani  this  syuiholie  llower, 

A  nd  on  our  breast  and  on  our  erest 
Tisplay  its  native  power.'' 

I  h.ink  well,  ye  who  are  readnrj,, 
And  do  not  aus'iCer  "  .\o". 

d list  think  ho:c  strife  and  pain  in  life 
Start  from'  a  verlxil  tdo\c. 


Tut,  thai  you  may  e.vainiiie 
The  plant  of  wliieli  I  speak, 

hi  park  or  pale,  on  hill  or  dale- 
There,  there  I  he  DA  TSY  seek 


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And  now  we  have  artificial  lightning.  One  million 
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OCTOBER,  1920 


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OUR  NEW  PRESIDENT 


A  BEDTIME  PRAYER  (Poem)    . 

John  F.  McCarthy 

BLACKMAIL  (Story) 

John  H.    Craw&rd 


NIGHTMARE  or  CH,OH 


J.  Padraic  Donovan 


AUTUMN  (Poem) 

Harold  Wiegand 


THE  FOOL  (Stoiy) 

Clement  G.   Dwyer 


THACKERAY'S  "HENRY  ESMOND"   (Essay) 

Arthur  B.  Maxwell 

SAFETY  AT  HOME  (Allegory) 

Fred  A.   Manning 

THE  INSANE'S  CONFESSION  (Story) 

J.  F.  McDermott 


Editorial 
Exchanges 
College  Notes 


18  Alumni  Notes 


20  Athletics 


22  Splinters 


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IT  is  with  considerable  pride  and  pleasure  that 
the  ViLLANOVAN  respectfully  dedicates  its 
present   issue   to   the    Rev.    Francis    A.    Dris- 
coU,   O.   S.   A.,   newly    appointed   president   of 
Villanova  College.     This  new  honor  which  has 
come  to  Father  Driscoll  has 
not  been  unmerited.    For  the 
past  fifteen  years  he  has  been 
closely  identified  with  the  col- 
lege as  professor  and  oflficial, 
Llisplaying  throughout  all  that 
time  a  constant  and  deep  in- 
terest in  every  phase  of  col- 
lege life  and  proving  that  he 
possessed  a  no   mean  order 
of  talent.     Having   occupied 
in  turn  the  positions  of  Pro- 
fessor of  Mathematics,   Pre- 
fect of  Discipline,  Prefect  of 
Studies  and  Vice  President, 
he    has    had    an    exceptional 
opportunity  to  acquire  a  com- 
plete knowledge  of  the  details 
of  teaching  and   administra- 
tions.     His    long    familiarity 
with  the  needs,  difificulties,  hopes,  ambitions  and 
ideals    of   Villanova,    combined    with    his    con- 
spicuous ability  as  an  executive,  has  served  to 
fit   him   admirably   for  the    office   of   president. 
That  the  newly  appointed  president  possesses 
the  ability  to  discharge  successfully  the  duties  of 
the  ofifice  to  which  he  has  been  assigned  was 
apparent  last  year,  when,  during  the  illness  and 
absence  of  Father  Dean,  he  was  called  upon  to 
take   up   the   exacting  duties   involved   in    the 
work  of  college  administration.     The   success 
which   marked   his   efiforts  upon   that   occasion 
won  for  him  the  approval  of  his  superiors  and 
explains  the  present  confidence  with  which  the 
friends  of  \'iIlanova  look  forward  to  continued 


success  for  the  college  under  his  direction.  It 
is  indeed  with  great  sorrow  and  regret  that 
we  regard  the  circumstances  which  have  im- 
pelled Father  Dean  to  tender  his  resignation 
from  the  presidency  of  the  college.     Under  his 

capable  administration  Villa- 
nova enjoyed  her  greatest 
prosperity.  His  ability  as  a: 
leader  was  unquestionable. 
During  the  critical  years  of 
the  war  and  those  immediate- 
ly following,  his  energy  and 
zeal  served  to  win  for  the  col- 
lege considerable  prestige 
among  the  institutions  of  the 
country  and  to  attract  a  larg- 
er student  body.  He  was  re- 
sponsigle  for  a  broadening 
of  the  curriculum  and  an  ex- 
tension of  the  college  facil-  ; 
ities.  His  future  plans  for 
Villanova  were  ambitious  in 
scope,  and  every  prospect! 
pointed  to  their  successful 
accomplishment.  In  Father 
Dean's  retirement.  Villanova  suffers  a  greal 
loss.  It  is  therefore  a  matter  of  profound  regret 
that  he  found  himself  no  longer  able  to  continue 
in  this  position  as  head  of  the  college.  However, 
while  we  mourn  the  loss  of  Father  Dean  we 
rejoice  that  the  ofifice  has  been  entrusted  to  so 
capable  hands.  Under  Father  Driscoll,  Villa- 
nova's  onward  progress  will  continue  uninter- 
rupted and  we  have  every  hope  that  all  his  am- 
bitions will  reach  fruition.  His  appointment 
gives  the  welcome  assurance  that  there  will  be 
no  break  in  the  education  and  policy  which  has 
brought  her  success ;  and  no  gap  "in  the  con- 
tinuity of  our  college  traditions. 

To  the  new  president  in  the  name  of  the 
alumni  and  students  of  Mllanova,  the  Villa- 
xovAN  pledges  unstinted  loyalty,  willing  co-op- 
eration and  respectful  affection. 


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A  BEDTIME  PRAYER 
By  John  F,  M,  McCarthy 

Dear  God  of  day,  dear  God  of  night, 

Dear  God  of  darkness,  God  of  light! 

Dear  God  of  all  the  good  and  best, 

Oh,  give  my  heart  and  body  rest!  JH 

While  I'm  asleep,  O  God,  please  give  3 

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{A  Post-Bellum  Romance) 

By  Captain  Jack  Crawford,  the  Poet-Scout 

Author  of  "The  Negro  Postmaster,   or  Electioneei  ing  in  the   Carolinas";   "Civil   Service   in   Ethiopia", 
"The  Congo  Packet'\  The  Hottentot  Postage  System",  "Rasselas,  Prince  of  Abyssinia", 

"Othello  and  His  Dismal  Demonia",  etc. 


■  In  Friday,  the  thirteenth  of  May,  at  eight 
^"^  o'clock  in  the  evening,.  I  was  speeding 
down  South  Broad  Street  in  my  handsome 
and  expensive  six-cyhnder  Packard,  on  my  way 
to  the  home  of  a  business  colleague,  Jack 
White.'  I  was  vigorously  puffing  a  Melachrino, 
and,  at  the  same  time,  I  was  deeply  consider- 
ing a  little  plan  I  had  in  mind  to  replenish  my 
rapidly  diminishing  bank  account.  " 

J  decided  that  blackmail  was  the  easiest  and 
safest  thing  for  me.  I  had  just  selected  Horace 
]\Iont'gomery,  vice-president  of  the  Philadel- 
phia Trust  Company,_  as  my  victim,  when  I 
spied  on  the  sidewalk  a  man  that  so  closely 
resembled  Jack  White  that  I  called  to  the 
chauffeur  to  stop.  Upon  closer  examination, 
however,  I  found  I  was  mistaken.  THie  man 
was  wholly  unknown  to  me.  With  my  usual 
quick  thought,  I  grasped  the  opportunity.  Then 
and  there  I  completed  my  plan  to  blackmail 
Horace  Montgomery. 

Thrusting  my  card  and  a  five  spot  into  the 
stranger's  hand,  I  said: 

"Call  at  ten  tomorrow  morning.  Ask  for  me 
personally."  :     ' 

"All  right!  Just  as  you  say!"  answered  the 
astonished  man.  The  next  moment  I  was  off 
again  in  my  machine. 

Lighting  a  fresh  cigarette,  I  sat  back  smiling 
to  myself  at  the  probability  of  a  few  thousands 
being  added  to  my  roll  in  a  couple  of  days. 
The  car  drew  up  at  the  door  of  my  friend's 
home  just  as  I  hj^d  finished  several  details  of 
my  little  plan.; 

"Ten-thirty,  James,"  I  said,  and  ran  up  the 
broad  front  steps  with  all  the  youth,  and  life 
of  my  twenty-two  short  years. 


"Fine  evening,  Mr.  Cloud,"  said  the  butler. 
"M,r.  White  is  waiting  for  you  in  the  library." 
Handing  my  hat  and  gloves  to  the  man,  I 
passed  up  the  well-carpeted  stairs  to  my 
friend's  libarary.  He  was  a  college  man  given  to 
much  reading  and  well-known  in  literary  as 
well  as  business  circles,  ^^^^^^^^^^^^i^^v^^^^^i^v;;^^^     v  ■  ;:/ 

"Hello,  Rex!''  he  exd'aimed  in  coirdial  wel- 
come, as  I  stepped  in  through  the-  door.  "You're 
rather  late.  T  expected  you  before  eight.  But 
here  is  Count  Orlando,  a  man  able  and  willing 
to  give  you  whatever  assistance  you  need  in 
your  present  undertaking." 

The  Count  made  a  low  bow,  I  quietly  re- 
turned it  with  these  words:   : 

"It  is  indeed  a  pleasuire  to  make  your  ac- 
quaintance. Count.  I  already  feel  assured  that 
you  will  be  of  great  assistance  to  me." 

The  Count  seemed  pleased  at  these  words 
and  bowed  again.  During  the  next  few  minutes 
as  a  servant  was  putting  out  wine  and  cigars, 
I  studied  this  man  whom  I  had  never  seen  be- 
fore, but  who  somehow  impressed  me  strangely. 
He  was  slight  and  dark,  apparently  a  French- 
man; but  his  name  was  Spanish,  and  his  accent 
purely  American.  I  could  not  make  him  out, 
but  I  studied  the  choice  of  my  friend,  who  as- 
sured me  he  would  do. 

"Well,"  said  I,  "let  us  get  down  to  business. 
My  plan  is  to  blackmail  Horace  Montgomery, 
of  the  Philadelphia  Trust  Company.  I  propose 
that  the  Count  and  myself  witness  Montgomery 
in  the  act  of  murdering  you,  Jack." 

"Murdering  me!"  exclaimed  Jack.  "Nix  on 
that.  I  refuse  to  be  murdered  by  that  man.  If 
I  must  be  murdered,  get  some  one  with  a  little 
common  sense  to  do  the  job.     Why  that  man 


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is  the  big-gest  fool  in  town,  if  you  get  him  sore." 

"I  have  that  all  fixed  up,  Jack,"  I  replied. 
"I  met  a  fellow  tonight,  as  I  was  coming  here, 
that  looks  like  your  long-lost  twin  brother.  He 
was  somewhat  down  and  out;  so  I  slipped  him 
a  five,  and  told  him  to  call  tomorrow.  He  is 
to  go  to  Montgomery's  office  and  get  him  sore. 
The  Count  and  I  will  be  near  at  hand;  and  when 
he  shoots,  as  he  surely  will  if  our  friend  goes 
far  enptigh  (and  I  will  see  that  he  does),  we 
will  step  in)  and— -there  you  are!  The  next 
morning's  paper  will  be  covered  with,  headlines: 
'Horace  Montgomery  murders  John  White, 
well-known  manufacturer,'  or  we  shall  have 
our  little  roll.  I  am  inclined  to  think  it  will  be 
the  latter.  What  do  you  think  of  the  plan, 
Count?"     '-:■■'■:' ■■'■^[''^■^■/'^ 

The  Count,  who  had  been  listening  very  at- 
tentively, said:  "It  appears  to  be  a  very  good 
plan,  Mir.  Cloud,  but  are  you  sure  the  man  will 
shoot?" 

"Sure!  Say,  if  you  only  knew  that  man 
Montgomery.  Hut  to  make  a  sure  thing  doubly 
sure,  I'll  tell  this  twin  bbrother  of  Jack's  to  go 
after  Horace,  to  tell  him  where  to  get  ofif  or  to 
call  him  a  few  fancy  names.  Then  he'll  surely 
shoot.  You  know,  he  always  has  a  revolver 
in  the  drawer  of  his  desk."     ' 

"All  right,  sir,  I  am  at  your  service.  Name 
the  time  and  place  and  I  will  be  there." 

"r)Ut  what  am  I  to  do  with  myself  after  I 
am  murdered?"  asked  Jack. 

"Oh,  that's  a  minor  detail.  We'll  fix  that  up 
between  now  and  Thursday  night.  You  know, 
it  has  to  be  Thursday  because  that's  the  the  only 
night  that  Montgomery  stays  in  his  office.  I 
believe  everything  will  come  out  all  right.  We 
will  meet  here  again  next  Wednesday.  We  can 
make  final  arrangements  that  night.  I  will  find 
a  ])lacc  for  you  to  stay,  Jack,  before  then.  In 
the  meantime  you  can  tell  a  few  of  the  fellows 
at  the  club  that  the  doctor  has  ordered  you  to 
go  to  the  mountains  for  your  health.  That  will 
explain  your  absence.  Well,  good  night.  I 
have  a  game  of  billiards  with  Fred  IJriggs  at 
the  club  at  eleven.     It's  time  I  started." 

My  faithful  chauffeur  was  waiting  and  ready 
to  start.  "To  the  club,  James,"  I  said  as  he 
gave    me   an    inquiring   look.      I   played   a   fair 


game  with  Fred  and  after  a  few  words  with  the 
boys,  I  set  out  for  home,  bearing  in  mind  that 
I  had  an  important  engagement  that  morning. 

The  chief  difficulty  before  me  was  how  to 
handle  this  man  from  whom  I  expected  so  much 
and  of  whom  I  knew  so  little.  After  a  few  mo- 
ments' consideration  between  pufYs,  I  arose  from 
my  chair  satisfied  that  I  could  treat  the  man  and 
the  case  well  enough  to  realize  the  end  I  had  in 
view.  So  I  told  my  valet  to  see  that  I  was  up 
at  nine  and  then  went  off  to  bed.  ^^^^^^;^^^^\^^^^^V;  ' ; 

When  the  man — William  Fox- — arrived  that 
morning  I  was  feeling  quite  sanguine.  In  fact, 
I  was  practically  certain  of  success.  The  man 
sat  down  and  appeared  not  too  disturbed.  I 
was  pleased  at  this  and  immediately  took  up 
my  task.. 

"Do  you  know  Horace  Montgomery,  vice- 
president  of  the  Philadelphia  Trust  Company?" 
I  asked  him.-^, ;' :■:;;., I : ■■  [,:  \'  :■<:„/■' :; ■•  '■ 

"No,  sir,  never  heard  of  him."  , 

"Well,  small  loss.  At  present  he  is  away  vis- 
iting a  friend  in  New  York  but  will  return  on 
Thursday.  Now  he  has  some  Bethlehem  Steel 
shares  which  I  desire  to  purchase  from  him  and 
this  is  my  purpose  of  hiring  you.  You  are  to  go 
to  his  office  Thursday  evening  to  buy  those 
shares.  He  may  not  be  willing  to  sell  but  you 
must  make  him.  Here  is  a  card  which  you  may 
present  to  him.  You  will  be  Mr.  J.  F.  White. 
Here's  two  hundred — fit  yourself  out.  Remem- 
ber the  time — Thursday  evening,  about  eight 
o'clock.  A  thousand  dollars  when  you  hand 
over  the  stocks.    Don't  forget,  he  must  sell." 

I  arose  and  called  a  servant.  Fox  nodded 
slightly   and    said,    "I    understand    sir.      Good- 

1  y!> 

l)ye. 

That  afternoon  I  drove  out  to  a  little  farm 
house  where  I  had  stopped  one  day  in  a  storm. 
The  place  was  about  twenty  miles  out  of  the 
town.  It  was  occupied  by  an  old  farmer  and 
his  wife.  I  made  arrangements  with  them  for 
Jack  White.  The  same  afternoon  a  friend  told 
me  that  Jack  was  going  to  the  mountains  for 
his  health.  My  plans  were  completed.  Now  for 
Wednesday. 

Jack  and  the  Count  were  waiting  for  me 
when  I  arrived. 

"Well,    everything   is    all    right.      Til    come 


THE     VI  LLANO  VAN 


around  tomorrow  afternoon,  Jack,  and  take  you 
out  to  a  nice  little  farm  house  where  you  can 
spend  your  time  with  the  chickens.  The  Count 
■will  dine  with  me  at  home  tomorrow  nig^ht.  We 
can  plan  the  details  then  ^nd  set  out  for  Mont- 
gomery's office  together." 

"How  about  my  double?"  asked  Jack. 
^     "Oh,  I  bluffed  him  with  a  story  about  some 
shares  that  I  want  to  buy  from  Montgomery, 
wtiich  I  know  he  won't  sell/'^^^^^^^^^^v^^^^       '•  ;       ^ 
r/    "Well,  if  Mr.  Montgomery  will  shoot,  all  will 
be  well,"  said  the  Count. 

"Right  for  you.  Count,  he'll  shoot,"  I  fe- 
plied.  "Call  tomorrow  at  six.  I  will  have  a 
little  treat  for  you  to  prepare  you  for  the  big 
one.  I  must  be  ofif  now.  Take  care  of.  your- 
selves and  we'll  come  out  on  top." 

I  took  Jack  out  to  my  farmer  friend's  the 
next  day  and  he  seemed  quite  pleased  at  the  idea 
of  being  a  murdered  man. 

The  Count  arrived  at  six  and  we  went  to  din- 
ner, both  in  good  spirits.  Dinner  over,  we  sat 
back  smoking  in  silence  for  a  few  moments. 

"Well,  Count,  I  feel  sure  this  affair  will  come 
out  all  right.  That  man  of  mine  is  a  safe  bet; 
and  as  for  old  Montgomery,  why,  we'll  have 
him  in  such  a  tight  hole  he  won't  be  able  to 
shiver.  What  do  you  think  ought  to  be  his 
first  payment — $2,000  apiece?"    ; 

"That  will  be  very  good  if  we  can  get  more 
"later."..,    .  _     ,  -     .; y.^ - 

"Oh,  sure!  we'll  get  funds  from  him  when- 
ever we  need  them,  after  he  sees  the  fix  he's  in. 
Well,  let's  go.     Fox  calls  on  him  at  eight." 

We  drove  to  within  a  block  of  the  bank,  then 
alighted  and  posted  ourselves  across  the  street 
from  the  bank.  We  had  not  long  to  wait.  Fox 
appeared  walking  at  a  brisk  rate  as  if  he  meant 
business.  He  went  in,  admitted  by  Montgom- 
ery himself.  We  crossed  over  and  stood  in  the 
doorway,  listening.  At  first  we  could  hear  noth- 
ing. Then,  as  the  pitch  of  their  voices  rose,  we 
could  hear  the  two  men  speaking. 
;    "You  must  sell,"  cried  Fox. 

"I  refuse,"  answered  Montgomery. 

"You're  a  coward:  afraid  to  take  a  chance," 
retorted  Fox. 

"No  man  ever  called  me  a  coward  and  got 
away  with  it.  There!"  And  a  pistol  shot  rang 
out.    This  was  our  cue. 


"Come  on  Count,"  I  said  as  I  pulled  him  to 
the  door.    "Leave  it  to  me.''^^^^^^^^;  ; 

I  pulled  my  little  automatic  from  my  pocket 
and  stepped  into  the  office.  Montgomery  was 
standing  beside  a  desk  on  which  lay  a  revolver. 
Fox  was  lying  on  the  floor  in  front  of  the  desk, 
already  stained  with  blood  from  the  shot  which 
had  pierced  his  breast. 

"What's  this,  Montgomery?"  I  stooped  down 
and  laid  my  hand  over  Fox's  heart.  "Looks 
like  murder.  Count, — and  Jack  White,  too.  Bet- 
ter call  the  police."^ 

"For  God's  sake  no!"  shrieked  Montgomery. 
"Anything  but  that.  I'll  do  whatever  you  say 
if  you  will  keep  this  thing  quiet.  Oh!  Cloud, 
if  you  had  a  mother  that  was  old  and  feeble, 
and  a  wife  that  loved  you,  you'd  do  this  for  me. 
Come,  what  can  I  do  for  you— a  thousand?" 

I  looked  at  the  Count.  He  was  gazing  at  the 
dead  man  with  a  look  half  of  pity  and  half  of 
triumph.  .     • 

"Justice  or  charity,  Count?" 

"In  all  things  charity,"  he  answered  quietly. 

"Very  well.  Make  it  two  thousand  apiece, 
then,  Mont.     I  can  see  your  position." 

He  took  the  money  out  of  his  desk  and 
handed  it  over  as  if  glad  to  get  rid  of  it. 

"Can  we  help  you  fix  this  up?"     I  asked. 

"No,"  he  said.  "I  have  a  trustworthy  janitor 
here  who  will  take  care  of  the  whole  business 
for  me." 

"Well,  then,  we'll  say  good  night.  Much 
obliged." 

The  Count  and  I  stepped  out  leisurely  and 
strolled  to  the  car. 

"A  good  night's  work,"  I  said. 

"Yes,  indeed,"  answered  the  Count.  "A 
good  night's  work." 

"Good  night.  Count,"  I  said  as  we  drove  in 
at  my  gate.  You  say  you  are  going  to  the  I. 
O.  U.  Club  tonight?  James,  take  the  Count 
out  to  the  I.  O.  U." 

"Yes,  sir,"  answered  the  chauffeur  as  he  drove 
off,  and  that  was  the  last  I  saw  of  the  Count. 

"A  gentleman  to  see  you,  sir,"  announced 
my  valet,  as  I  was  sitting  in  my  den  one  after- 
noon about  a  week  after  the  "murder"  of  Jack 
White. 


THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


"I'll  see  him  in  the  library  in  a  few  minutes. 
Who  is  he,  do  you  know  ?"' :    .  ;.  ' " ; 

"No,  sir.    He  gave  no  card.'*^^^^  ^^-^^^^^      :  ^ ;     : 

"Very  well,  tell  him  to  wait." 

I  tossed  my  cigarette  aside  and  put  on  my 
coat.  "Who  can  this  man  be?"  The  question 
seemed  to  trouble  me.  Tlie  best  way  to  learn 
who  he  was  and  what  he  wanted  was  to  go 
down  and  meet  him,  so  I  did  so  at  once;  ; 

"Mr.  Reginald  Cloud,  I  presume,"  the 
stranger  said  in  a  pleasant  voice  as  I  entered 

the  room.    ',-■'■:'. ■■■^■■.U?'-  ■■';;■;:  /■':-VA'-i:-:-v-:'.:^''r-. 

"Yes,  sir,  at  youir  service,"  I  replied  as  I  took 
him  in  at  a  glance.  He  was  tall,  well  built,  and 
neatly  dressed.  He  laid  his  hand  on  my  should- 
er. 

"Sir,  you  are  under  arrest."  -  '         v 

"On  what  charge?"  I  asked  surprised. 

"lUackmail,"  he  answered.  "Get  Mr.  Cloud's 
hat  and  gloves  and  call  his  machine,"  he  said  to 
my  man  who  was  standing  in  the  doorway.       i 

As  tlT€  machine  drove  up  the  chauffeur  looked 
at  me  for  directions  but  my  guardian  said 
quickly:  "To  the  Twelfth  Street  station  house." 
I  nodded  in  assent  and  the  machine  started  off. 

I  was  put  in  a  three  by  six  cell  until  the  next 
morning  when  I  was  taken  into  the  court  room 
for  a  hearing.  Then  I  heard  what  had  trans- 
pired during  the  last  few. days,  and  how  it  hap- 
pened that  I  was  apprehended. 

On  the  afternoon  of  Sunday,  May  22,  Horace 
Montgomery  was  out  for  a  pleasure  drive  with 
his  wife  in  his  lluick  roadster.  He  was  quite  a 
distance  out  from  the  town  when  he  noticed 
that  his  gasoline  was  low.  Knowing  that  in 
these  days  even  farmers  have  autos,  he  stopped 
at  the  first  farm  house  to  see  if  he  could  buy 
some  gas  or  learn  where  it  was  sokl.  Having 
learned  that  there  was  a  garage  within  half  a 
mile,  he  was  just  leaving  the  house  when  he 
caught  sight  of  a  man  who  so  closely  resembled 
John  White  that  Montgomery  looked  again. 
The  man  quickly  disappeared  but  Montgomery 
had  seen  enough  to  make  him  suspicious. 

The  next  morning  he  sent  for  a  private  de- 
tective whom  he  had  previously  found  valuable, 
and  told  him  the  whole  story. 

"Looks  hke  a  frame  up,"  said  Smart,  the  de- 


tective, when  Montgomery  had  finished.  "I 
think  we  can  straighten  it  out.  First  I'll  find 
out  who  that  fellow  is  out  in  Walton.  Do  you 
know  of  any  mark  of  identification  by  whicli 
I  might  recognize  Wliite?" 

"No,  I'm  afraid  I  don't,"  answered  Mont- 
gomery. 

"Well,  I'll  find  out  somehow.  If  he's  not 
White,  he  wont  be  afraid  to  answer  any  ques- 
tions I  may  ask  him.  That  will  be  the  first  step. 
We'll  do  this  thing  up  in  chapters.  Don't  worry 
about  the  conclusion— you'll  be  the  hero.  I'll 
go  out  to  Walton  now  and  see  this  man  and 
report  to  you  at  three." 

"Good  luck,"  said  Montgomery  as  Smart  rose 
to  go. 

Smart  returned  at  three  but  he  was  not  so 
cheerful  as  when  he  had  set  out. 

"What's  the  verdict?"  asked  Montgomery,  as 
soon  as  Smart  sat  down. 

"The  man  you  saw  is  an  idiot,"  answered 
and  he  gave  me  all  sorts  of  senseless  answers, 
and  he  gave  me  all  sorts  of  sensible  answers. 
I  asked  him  if  he  was  Mr.  White  and  he  ans- 
wered that  he  was  Mr.  Green.  I  asked  him  if 
he  came  from  Pliiladelphia  and  he  answered  that 
he  was  English.  I  asked  him  if  he  knew  Mr. 
Cloud  and  he  said  he  did  when  it  was  raining. 
I  gave  up  in  disgust.  My  next  attempt  will  be 
to  inquire  at  the  Millionaires'  Club  to  see  what 
excuse  Cloud  gave  for  White's  disappearance. 
I  will  return  at  nine  tomorrow  morning." 

"Better  luck  this  time,"  said  Montgomery. 

"Hope  so,"  answered  Smart  on  the  way  out. 

"According  to  the  talk  stt  the  club.  White  left 
Philadelphia  early  Friday  morning  for  the 
mountains,"  was  Smart's  reply  to  Montgomery 
the  next  morning.  "He  was  ordered  there  l>y 
his  physician.  Now  the  plot  thickens.  If  that 
man  in  Walton  is  John  White,  which  I  still 
believe,  then  whom  did  you  shoot?  That  is  the 
next  question.  It  is  certain  that  you  shot  a  man. 
If  that  man  was  not  John  White,  who  was  he? 
Cloud  and  this  mysterious  Count  still  have  you 
unless  something  else  enters  into  the  case.  Now 
for  the  third  and  most  difficult  step.  I  must 
find  out  who  that  man  is.  That  may  take 
some  time,  so  don't  get  impatient  if  I  don't 
show  up  for  a  week.    So  long." 


THE     VILLA  NOV  A  N 


"The   best   of   luck   this   time,"   said    Mont- 
^  gomery.  :  ,,;-.v-x::^.;:.'  ■■.::■■:■:  t-/   ■■;>'''v ':/   . 

"I  need  it  all  and  then  some,"  was  Smart's 
answer. 

Smart  spent  that  day  in  searching  far  traces 
of  Fox,  but  without  success.  That  evening  he 
met  a  fellow  detective  and  the  two  began  to 
exchange  stories.  Smart's  friend  told  him  how 
he  had  been  following  a  certain  man  for  a  pri- 
vate individual  but  he  had  suddenly  lost  trace 
of  him. 

"The  last  time  I  saw  him  he  was  enterihg  the 
office  of  Horace  Montgomery  on  the  night  of 
May  19.    I  have  been  hunting  for  him  ever  since  ' 
but  so  far  his  tracks  are  still  covered. 

"What  did  he  look  like?"  asked  Smart 
quickly. 

The  detective  described  Fox  with  all  the  ac- 
curacy of  his  profession. 

"Why,  that's  just  the  man  I'm  worrying 
about/'  said  Smart.  "What  did  you  want  him 
for?" 

"Old  man  Jones  of  the  Jones  PubHshing 
Company,  said  he  wanted  this  man's  number 
but  I  never  got  anything  on  him." 

"Say,  Jake,  tell  old  man  Jones  your  job  is 
over.  That  guy  won't  bother  anyone  any  more. 
He's  gone.  But  say,  find  out  from  Jones,  if 
you  can,  what  kind  of  a  fellow  he  was.  That's 
what  I  want  to  know.  I  don''t  care  so  mttch 
about  where  this  man  is,  but  who  he  is  and  what 
he  is." 

So  Smart  sent  his  friend  Jake  to  find  out  from 
Jones  who  Fox  was.  And  Jake  found  out. 
Jones  told  him  that  Fox  was  one  of  the  biggest 
crooks  in  the  east;  that  he  was  a  noted  gunman 
and  had  seven  murders  to  his  credit;  and  that 
finally  Fox  had  something  on  Jones  that  made 
him  keep  his  mouth  shut. 


.  "But  now  that  he's  gone  I  need  not  worry. 
But  tell  me,  how  did  he  go?  What  happened 
to  him?"  asked  Jones. 

"Never  heard/'  said  Jake.  "Just  know  for  a 
fact  that  he's  gone.  Well,  I  thank  you  for  this 
bit  of  information,  Mr.  Jones.  I  must  bid  you 
good  day.  I  will  be  in  again  about  the  adver- 
tising case."'  < 

So  then  Jake  told  Smart  what  he  had  learned 
from  Jones.  Smart  lost  no  time  in  conveying 
the  welcome  news  to  Montgomery, 
"'I  think  I  have  a  soft  case  now,"  said  Mont- 
gomery. "I  just  read  in  the  Ledger  that  a  man 
answering  to  the  description  of  the  Count  who 
was  with  Cloud,  was  shot  in  a  brawl  in  the 
Italian  district  last  night.  "  Now  my  idea  is  to 
say  that  I  shot  Fox  in  self  defense,  since  he  is 
known  to  be  a  gunman ;  that  Cloud  and  the 
Count  appeared  just  at  the  moment  and  accused 
me  of  murder.  When  I  said  it  was  self  defense 
they  asked  me  what  proof  I  had — they  were 
proof  enough  that  it  was  otherwise.  But  they 
would  hush  it  up  for  two  thousand  apiece. 
When  I  saw  that  the  case  was  against  me  I 
was  forced  to  hand  over  the  money.  Now  with 
the  Count  out  of  the  way  and  Fox's  idenity 
known,  I  think  I  can  prove  that  the  act  was 
done  in  self  defense.     What  do  you  say?" 

"It  sounds  fine.  I'll  go  after  Cloud  this 
afternoon,  and  tomorrow  we  can  have  a  hearing. 
Then  you  will  be  clear.     How's  that?" 

"Fine.  Make  it  fast  and  you'll  get  a  pretty 
penny  out  of  it." 


So  that  is  how  I  got  caught  in  my  little  plan 
that  I  thought  was  so  safe.  Well,  you  can't  ex- 
pect to  get  away  with  it  all  the  time,  especially 
when  vou  start  things  on  Fridav  the  thirteenth. 


■L*r-  '-r- 


8 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


Ntgljtmar^  m  ch3oh 

By  J.  Padraic  Donovan 


TThROiUGHOUT  the  scientific  world  the 
news  traveled  like  wild-fire.  Startled 
from  their  feeling  of  omniscience  in  such  mat- 
ters, astronomers  everywhere  scoffed  at  the  dis- 
covery of  a  new  heavenly  body  that  was  said  to 
be  approaching  the  earth.  It  was  but  a  matter 
of  a  few  days  though  that  all  ceased  to  question 
its  reality,  when  it  became  visible  through  the 
whole  Western  hemisphere.  Onward  it  came, 
out  of  the  infinitely  unfathomed  depths  of  the 
sky,  ever  nearer  and  nearer  the  earth.  Huge, 
terrible,  with  a  fascinating  yet  fearsome  bril- 
liancy, it  caused  all  men  to  wonder  whence  it 
came,  and  what  it  was,  and  to  speculate  nerv- 
ously on  its  probable  effect  on  the  earth.  And 
still  closer  it  came,  its  effulgent  splendor  be- 
coming at  once  brilliantly  intense  and  all-per- 
vading, blotting  out  the  moon  and  the  stars, 
changing  night  to  day.  So  fear-inspiring  a 
spectacle  was  it,  that  men  trembled  with  hoiTor, 
while  the  more  pious-minded  knelt  hourly  in 
pra\er,  for  it  was  felt  that  the  world's  end  had 
arrived.  Then  suddenly  on  the  morning  of  July 
t6.  without  warning  other  than  stated  here  be- 
fore, the  world's  greatest  catastrophe  occur- 
red— that  terrible  happening  that  men  shall 
never  forget  and  whose  occurrence  the  wisest 
minds  of  this  planet  shall  ever  seek  to  explain. 
A  terrific  storm  broke  forth,  that  deluged  the 
earth,  changing  trickling  streams  to  roaring  seas 
and  spreading  death  and  destruction  on  all  sides. 
Tlumdcr  resounded  through  the  heavens  and 
with  such,  fierce  intensity  and  of  such  long  dur- 
ation as  to  cause  many  men  to  lose  all  sense  of 
hearing  even  to  the  day  of  their  death.  lUit 
most  terrible  of  all  was  the  action  of  the  light- 
ning. Bringing  death  to  thousands  of  persons 
it  seemed  to  spring  out  of  the  earth  in  sheets  of 
living  flame,  and  lea])  through  the  sky  in  the 
direction  of  what  men  attempted  to  describe  as 
"The  Comet."  For  two  of  the  most  appalling 
hours  that  any  living  man  had  ever  known  it 
continued.  Then  as  suddenly  as  it  came  it 
ceased,  but  with  what  a  result.     Awed  bv  the 


scene  of  awful  desolation  all  were  slow  to  grasp 
at  the  really  great  misfortune  that  had  befallen 
the  world.  Then  it  was  with  a  demoralizing 
suddenness  that  they  realized  that  every  vestige, 
every  atom,  every  molecule  of  what  they  called 
"Electricity"  had  disappeared  from  the  universe. 
As  obscure  and  mysterious  as  the  composition 
of  its  substance,  so  was  its  disappearance.  Then 
truly  did  confusion  and  disorder  reign  supreme 
•  Over  the  world.  Industries  were  powerless  to 
operate.  Transportation  ceased  with  railroads, 
trolleys  and  automobiles  helpless.  All  com- 
munication save  from  hand  to  mouth  came  to 
an  end  with  the  stoppage  of  the  telephone,  tele- 
graph and  wireless  telegraphy.  Cities  lay  in 
darkness,  and  became  stricken  with  famine  and 
disease.  Steamships,  huge,  floating  palaces  of 
travel,  steamed  around  helplessly  in  unfeeling 
circles  when  the  needles  of  their  compasses  lost 
their  magnetic  powers  of  attraction. 

Thousands  thronged  the  churches  praying 
continuously  until  driven  by  hunger,  they  sought 
out  of  desparation  to  appease  their  physical 
wants  forgetful  of  their  spiritual  fears.  Anarchy 
followed.  Cities  perished  by  flame  and  thous- 
ands were  murdered  yet  it  was  as  nothing  com- 
pared to  the  millions  that  perished  by  famine 
and  disease.  The  world  was  indeed  in  a  sorry 
plight.;/:-:-:.  ^::  :-.,-■■  ^;; 

Today  but  a  scarce  ten  million  are  left  out  of 
the  thousand  million  that  authorities  claim  lived 
on  the  earth  before  the  disaster.  That  the  pop- 
ulation was  such  at  that  time  cannot  be  truth- 
fully stated,  since  all  knowledge  of  the  times 
save  what  some  men  retained  in  their  minds 
perished  in  the  period  of  seemingly  endless 
destruction  that  followed.  Even  now  thousands 
are  engaged  in  gathering  together  what  is  left 
of  the  knowledge  of  those  days,  especially  in 
the  manner  in  which  "Electricity"  was  said  to 
be  put  to  use;  for  some  day,  and  who  is  there 
who  will  not  hope  for  it,  this  world  may  once 
again  become  "electrified,"  and  we  may  then 
l)e  able  to  put  to  good  use  such  knowledge  of 
it  as  we  are  able  to  obtain. 


THE     V  I  LLA  N  OV  AN 


is? 


^M 


will 


Autumn 

Summer  lies  dead,  and  while  the  dirges  toll, 
Cool  autumn  "has  emerged  from  summer's  grave. 
And  laughing,  frolics  o'er  the  harvest  fields. 
Amidst   the  whirling   heaps   of  gold-red  leaves, 
Tiie  gilded,  radiant  sunbeams  dance  in  glee. 
From  out  the  north   fierce   Aquila's   cold   blasts, 
Foretelling  coming  winter's   cruel   storms, 
Liite  iielish  fiends  shriek  among  the  trees, 
And  whistle,  mourning,  j)ast  the  gathered   corn 
That  stands  like  death  itself  in  yonder  field 
Wliere  not  long-  since,  majestic,  living  stalks 
Had  waved  and  nodded  in  the  summer  sun. 

Not  somberly,  in  gloomy,  silent  black 

But  in  artistic  hues  that  please  the  eye. 

Does    nature    mourn    warm,    fragrant    summer's    death. 

She  beautifies  the  trees,  that  long  for  sleep, 

Witli  gorgeous  robes  of  scarlet  and  of  gold; 

Beneatli  lier  touch,  tiie  wilted  wayside  weeds, 

Despised,  forlorn,  grow  beautiful  once  nu)re. 

As  absolution  glorifies  the  soul. 

Deep-sunk  in  sin,  and  makes  it  lieavenly' 

All  autumn's  cherished  blooms,  tiie  zinnia, 

Tiie  cosmos,  aster,  gold  clirysantliemum, 

Now  strive,  in  fragrance  and  in  brilliance. 

To  l)etter  summer's  roses  and  sweet-peas; 

Some    birds,   not    yet    gone    soutli    from    winter's    cold. 

Among  tlie  falling  leaves  still  thrill  tlicir  songs. 

Reviving  summer  in  their  warbling  notes. 

O  autumn,  thou  art  but  the  interval 

Between   fond  summer's   drowsy,  perfumed   days 

And  cruel  winter's  piercing  wind  and  snow. 

But  fairer  far  art  tiiou  than  winter  drear, 

Or  gentle  summer,  or  the  fragant  s])ring, 

In  tliine  array  of  gorgeous  color-tints, 

Tliy  virile  mirth  and  naked  soltitude. 

:    :     ,     ;     ;  ,       — "^"""^'*  Waters" 

^  Harold  Wil:c;and. 


Iff  «^Vi 


lO 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


A  i^turii  of  tl|^  liorlb  Wwc 

By  Clement  G.  Dwyer 


17  RANK  BARRINGER,  like  all  the  rest  of 
us,  had  a  father  and  mother.  Though  in 
poor  circumstances,  they  were  of  honorable 
character.  Surely,  they  must  have  had  an 
unlimited  supply  of  patience.  Inexhaustible 
patience  was  indeed  needed,  for  their  son  Frank 
was  a  continual  source  of  trouble.  When  an 
infant,  he  would  manifest  his  dislike  for  this 
thing  or  that,  either  by  crying  as  hard  as  he 
could  or  by  striking  those  who  would  resist  his 
hateful  attempts,^^^^^^^^^^:^^^^^^^^^^^  ,;•::; 

As  a  boy,  however,  he  lost  all  his  energy  (so 
it  seemed),  and  became  the  opposite.  He  was 
slow  to  think,  and  lazy  and  clumsy  in  action. 
He  had  an  impediment  in  his  speech ;  this,  most 
probably  was  the  real  reason  why  he  took  such 
a  dislike  to  school.  He  would  stammer  and 
stutter  over  words  the  easiest  to  pronounce. 
When  his  schoolmates  laug-hed  and  jeered  at 
him,  Frank  left  school  and  all  the  trouble  it 
caused.  .■■'■■,,:.■_;,•■:,:■;,-■ 

Frank  was  now  in  the  last  years  of  his  'teens, 
and  old  enough  to  go  to  work,  as  a  young  fel- 
low in  his  circumstances  would  do.  He  tried 
work  in  several  places — first,  as  grocer  boy; 
next,  as  office  boy ;  then,  as  water  carrier  for 
men  building  a  bridge.  As  grocer  boy,  he 
failed  ignominiously.  He  would  mix  up  the 
orders,  and  leave  things  at  the  homes  of  people 
that  did  not  order  them.  On  account  of  his  un- 
pardonable mistakes,  the  store  lost  several  cus- 
tomers. 

Some  parts  of  office  boy,  Frank  played  well, 
while  in  others  he  did  not  come  up  to  the  mark. 
The  parts  that  he  could  play  well  were  those 
that  helped  him  shirk  work.  It  took  him  so 
long  to  run  errands  that  his  employer  finally 
gave  up  hopes  of  trying  to  keep  him.  Of 
course,  Frank  did  not  worry  over  a  little  thing 
like  that,  and  immediately  found  work  as  water 
carrier.  This  work  went  well  with  him ;  until 
one  afternoon,  feeling  a  little  sleepier  than  us- 
ual, he  decided  to  take  a  nap.    Although  a  short 


doze  would  have  been  good  for  him,  the  place 
he  picked  out  for  it  was  not.  The  bed  he  select- 
ed for  himself  was  a  girder  about  fifteen  feet 
above  the  stream  over  which  the  bridge  was 
being  built.  Just  as  Frank  was  resting  com- 
fortably, the  foreman  came  along,  and,  more  for 
fun  than  to  call  him  back  to  work,  tickled  the 
boy;  whereupon  Frank  gave  a  quick  jump  and 
rolled  ofi  the  girder  into  the  water. 

The  next  place  that  Frank  found  himself  was 
at  home  standing  before  his  mother  in  his  wet 
clothes — a  sad  sight,  to  say  the  least!  That 
night  when  his  father  came  home  and  the  even- 
ing meal  was  over,  plans  for  the  future  guidance 
of  Frank  were  talked  over.  It  was  decided  that 
Frank  should  remain  at  home  under  the  watch- 
ful eye  of  his  mother,  and  give  up  trying  to  be 
a  workman,  as  a  bad  job.^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^;  : 

A  better  situation  could  not  have  been  pre- 
sented to  the  boy.  It  was  exactly  what  he 
wished.  Even  though,  he  had  left  school,  he 
had  not  lost  his  desire  to  learn.  He  liked  to 
Vead,  and  had  taken  a  particular  fondness  for 
ancient  Greek  and  Roman  History.  He  was  still 
troubled  with  not  being  able  to  stick  to  any  one 
pursuit,  and,  as  a  result,  took  to  chemistry. 

A  chum  of  Frank's,  who  knew  something 
about  chemistry  from  having  studied  it  at  col- 
lege a  couple  of  years,  initiated  Frank  into  the 
working  principles  of  this  fascinating  science. 
Frank's  room  was  soon  transformed  into  a  lab- 
oratory. From  his  absorbing  interest  in  this 
new  hobby,  Frank's  parents  began  to  think  he 
would  make  good. 

Perhaps  he  would — if  Fate  had  not  decreed 
differently.  Late  one  night  during  the  summer, 
a  loud  explosion  was  heard  in  the  Barringer 
home.  When  Frank's  father  heard  it,  he  knew 
it  was  time  for  action.  When  he  reached  the 
boy's  room,  he  found  it  in  flames;  and  Frank 
was  lying  on  the  floor  motionless. 

Letting  the  fire  burn  and  thinking  only  of 
his  son's  life,  he  carried  Frank  out.    Meanwhile, 


THE     VILLA  NOV  AN 


II 


the  neighbors  had  sounded  the  fire  alarm.     In 
but  a  few  minutes,  the  fire  wias  checked. 

Just  about  that  time,  Frank  came  to  his 
senses.  Seeing  all  the  people  around,  he  won- 
dered what  had  happened.  Then  it  dawned  on 
him  that  he  had  had  an  accident.  Thus  ended 
what  might  have  been  a  successful  career  for 
Frank. 

F'rank's  disastrous  exploit — the  light  it  threw 
on  his  heedless  character,  in  combination  with 
his  previous  shiftlessness — furnished  the  dom- 
inant topic  of  conversation  among  the  towns- 
people for  many  a  day.  Every  one  laughed  at 
him,  and  put  him  in  the  class  of  fool. 

During  the  last  two  years  while  the  Bar- 
ringers  were  having  so  much  trouble,  nations 
were  at  war  in  Europe. 

By  this  time  Frank  was  old  enough  to  be  a 
soldier.  He  wasn't  the  type  of  fellow  who 
would  volunteer,  although  if  he  had  to  go  he 
would.  Until  then  he  decided  to  devote  his 
time  to  electricity.  At  first  his  parents  would 
not  listen  to  his  wishes.  After  a  few  earnest 
entreaties,  however,  he  finally  prevailed  upon 
his  father.  Whatever  the  father  would  grant, 
his  mother  was  also  willing  to  grant. 

The  now  old  ridicule  in  which  Frank  was 
held  by  the  people  had  slowly  worn  away.  He 
was  let  go  on  in  his  own  peculiar  way.  At  last 
the  dreaded  moment  was  at  hand;  a  card- sum- 
moning him  for  examination,  came  from  the 
local  draft  board.  The  next  few  days  were  not 
very  bright  for  the  Barringers.  Frank  was  phys- 
ically fit  for  service  abroad  and  was  scheduled 
to  leave  within  a  few  days. 

Six  months  have  passed.  Frank  is  now  a 
soldier,  that  is,  he  is  enrolled  in  the  army,  and 
wears  a  uniform.  The  other  qualities  which 
make  a  soldier  are  wanting  in  this  one.  The 
same  things  that  held  him  down  and  impeded 
his  progress  in  civil  life  are  the  very  same  ones 
that  make  him  a  burden  to  his  company.  He 
is  a  member  of  the  signal  corps.  He  was  in  the 
infantry  for  a  while.  Because  he  was  such  a 
burden,inasmuch  as  he  would  drop  out  of 
line  after  a  few  minutes'  march;  and  as  he  was 
not  a  rugged  fellow,  he  was  transferred  to  the 
signal  corps. 

The  duties  of  the  signal' corps  were  to  keep 


the  communication  wires, intact  from,  the  first 
line  trenches,  as  well  as  to  send  and  receive 
messages,  Barringer  didn't  prove  himself  very 
proficient  in  •  the  signal  corps.  His  speech 
handicapped  him  in  talking  over  the  phone; 
more  than  once  he  heard  remarks  fired  back  at 
him  that  were  not  too  pleasant.  Then  again  he 
didn't  take  the  sort  of  recreation  the  other 
soldiers  did,  mostly  because  he  hadn't  mingled 
much  with  fellows  when  he  was  growing  up. 
While  on  duty  once  he  was  caught  sleeping — 
a  crime  punishable  by  death  in  war  times.  The 
fighting  was  so  severe,  however,  that  his  trial 
was  postponed  for  a  month. 

That  very  night  the  earth  was  trembling  from 
the  force  of  shot  and  shell,  the  roar  was  deafen- 
ing, the  Germans  were  fighting  like  mad.  All 
of  a  sudden  communication  stopped  from  the 
trenches.  This  meant  a  dangerous  piece  of 
work  would  have  to  be  done  by  someone.  The 
captain  called  for  volunteers;  one  fellow,  the 
coolest  and  most  experienced  was  given  the 
choice. 

Barringer  was  having  hard  work  to  control 
himself.  Would  he  volunteer  if  Higgins  should 
fail?  Twice  the  time  had  now  elapsed  than  was 
necessary  for  fixing  the  wires.  A  second  call 
for  volunteers  was  heard  for  the  dangerous 
work.  On  the  instant  Barringer  rushed  up  to 
the  captain  and  fairly  demanded  that  he  be  sent. 
He  was  mad;  like  a  tiger  when  cornered.  The 
captain  being  able  to  read  human  nature  knew 
that  Barringer  was  the  man.  Hastily  giving 
orders,  the  captain  sent  him. 

Fifteen  minutes  had  gone  by,  and  there  was 
no  message.  In  the  meantime  Barringer  made 
his  way  as  though  moved  by  Divine  Power.  He 
was  forced  to  make  his  way  on  his  hands  and 
knees  for  about  a  hundred  yards;  then  he  had 
to  crawl ;  after  proceeding  about  a  hundred  yards 
further,  his  hand  felt  something  that  sent  chills 
through  him.  It  was  a  hand  of  Higgins.  A 
short  distance  away  from  the  hand,  he  found 
a  leg.  He  concluded  that  the  Germans  must 
know  of  the  break  in  the  wire  and  that  they 
had  been  the  cause  of  Higgin's  frightful  and 
terrible  death.  The  thought  of  this  didn't  un- 
nerve him,  however;  he  pressed  onward  into 
what  meant  danger  for  himself  but  safety  and 


12 


THE     VILLA  N  OVA  N 


perhaps  victory  for  the  others.  It  was  only  a 
matter  of  a  few  more  minutes  before  he  found 
the  break.  Here  was  his  chance  to  redeem 
himself.  With  a  prayer  on  his.  lips  and  with  an' 
unsteady  pair  of  hands,  he  commenced  work. 
One  more  twist  of  the  connecting  wire  and  the 
deed  would  be  done.  He  started  back  with  all 
haste;  for  now  being  the  conqueror  of  his  life- 
long- dullness,  he  could  do  anything;^^^^;  ; 
The  Germans  were  not  to  be  outdone,  how- 
ever ;  illuminating  l)ombs  were  shot  out  by 
them.  It  wasn't  long  before  they  had  Bar- 
ringer's  range.  A  small  hand  grenade  fell  near 
him;  a  piece  of  it  pierced  his  right  arm.  Com- 
munication with  the  front  line  trenches  changed 
the  lighting.  The  men  in  the  front  trench  sent 
for  the  men  in  the  rear  to  charge  immediately; 
they  were  going  over  the  top. 


If  the  reader  could  see  the  New  York  Times 
of  December  third,  nineteen  hundred  and  nine- 
teen, he  vyould  read  how  Frank  Barringer,  of 
Salem,  New  York,  the  most  condemned  man 
in  the  signal  corps  of  the  U.  S.  Army  turned  the 
tide  of  a  severe  fight  somewhere  in  France  by 
a  heroic  act  of  bravery.  It  also  stated  that,  in- 
stead of  being  shot  for  sleeping,  while  on  duty, 
he  was  to  receive  an  honorable  discharge,  be- 
cause the  wound  in  his  right  arm  rendered  him 
unfit  for  future  service. 

All  the  people  in  Salern  read  it;  his  parents 
were  the  most  popular  people  in  the  town.  On 
his  return  he  was  given  an  honorable  reception. 
The  days  of  his  youth  were  overlooked  by  all; 
instead  of  being  classed  as  a  fool,  he  bore  the 
title  of  hero  and  was  reverenced  by  all, — even 
by  the  oldest  inhabitants. 


<?<! 


•  (Essay) 
...       By  Arthur  B,  Maxwell 

XJenRY  ESMOND"  and  its  sequel  "The 
Virginians,"   constitute  the  only  his- 


♦♦ 


torical  novels  of  Thackeray.  "Esmond"  is 
regarded  by  many  eminent  authorities  as 
Thackeray's  best  work — indeed,  as  the  only 
specimen  in  English  literature  of  historical  ro- 
mance that  attains  perfection — our  sole  exemp- 
lar of  that  peculiar  and  difficult  combination 
of  fact  and  fiction,  that  blend  of  letter  and  spirit, 
which  fulfils  all  the  conditions  of  a  flawless  work 
of  art  in  its  own  specific  department.  To  ascer- 
tain the  constituent  elements  of  so  signal  a  pro- 
duction requires  the  minutest  analysis  and  an 
unwearied  attention  in  respect  to  the  master- 
piece itself.  Furthermore,  it  would  be  well  be- 
fore we  enter  upon  our  view  of  the  story,  to 
see  a  brief  outline  of  the  author's  life — to  know 
what  influences  wrought  upon  him  in  undertak- 
ing this  work  ;  for  there  are  always  certain  events 
in  an  author's  life  leading  up  to  his  chef 
d'oeuvre. 

It  is  strange  that,  outside  of  Trollope's  rather 
perfunctory  performance,  no  biogra])hy  of  this 
great  literary  genius  has  ever  been  written,  al- 


though his  life  was  replete  with  anecdotes  and 
circumstances  that  go  to  make  the  life  of  a 
great  man  worth  recording  and  full  of  interest 
for  the  reader.  But  such  was  Tackeray's  own 
wish  in  the  matter. 

William  Makepeace  Thackeray  was  born  at 
Calcutta,  India,  July  i8,  1811.  His  father  was 
in  the  Indian  civil  service,  but  died  when 
William  was  five  years  old.  A  few  years  later 
his  mother  again  married — this  time  to  Major 
Henry  Smyth.  The  young  Tackeray  and  his 
stepfather  lived  together  on  very  intimate  and 
affectionate  terms.  Thackeray  was  brought  from 
India  early  in  life,  and  was  sent  to  the  Charter 
House  School.  He  was  a  timid  boy  by  nature, 
but  popular  with  those  who  knew  him.  He  did 
not  distinguish  himself  as  a  student,  having  no 
taste  for  sjDorts  and  games,  but  was  known 
early  as  a  writer  of  witty  verses  and  parodies. 

Alx)ut  1830,  before  he  was  yet  eighteen,  he 
entered  Trinity  College.  He  remained  here 
scarcely  a  year,  but  short  as  his  college  days 
were,  it  was  there  lie  actually  began  his  literary 
career   in   a    paper   called    "The   Snob."      After 


THE     V  ILLANOV  AN 


13' 


leaving -college  he  spent  some  time  on  the  conr 
tinent  with  the  intention  of  becoming  an  artist. 
He  (lid  not  succeed  in  this  and  turned  to  business. 
Here  again  he  met  with  failure,  losing  the  great 
bulk  of  his  patrimony.  He  now  turned  to  writ- 
ing as  a  regular  employment,  being  first  con- 
nected with  Fraser's  Magazine.  This  period  of 
Thackeray's  life  is  replete  with  the  obstacles 
and  adversities  so  wont  to  confront  the  literary 
aspirant,  and  which  the  peculiarities  of  his  na- 
ture did  much  to  aggravate. 

He  attained  prominence  as  a  contributor, .of 
burlcsciue  sketches  and  poems  to  '*Fraser's" 
and  also  to  "Punch."  However,  it  was  not  till 
late  in  life  that  he  reached  his  greatest  success. 
"Vanity  Fair,"  which  he  published  in  monthly 
parts  l)etwccn  1846-48,  proclaimed  him  a  master 
of  fiction.  The  bulk  of  his  works  are  "Penden- 
nis,"  "Esmond,"  "The  Newcomers,"  "The  Vir- 
ginians," "Philip,"  "The  Four  Georges/'  and 
"Lovel,  the  Widower" ;  and  our  language  is  : 
richer  for  them.  He  was  subject  to  great  phys- 
ical suffering  all  his  life  and  died  very  suddenly, 
being  found  dead  in  bed  early  in  the  morning, 
the  day  before  Christmas  1863,  in  the  fifty-third 
year  of  his  life.  He  was  Iniricd  at  Kensel 
Green  and  his  memory  was  honored  by  a  bust  in 
Westminister  Abbey.  His  centenary  was  cele- 
brated at  London,  July  18,  1911.    ;; 

Thackeray  had  been  a  great  admirer  and 
student  of  the  history  and  literature  of  theiSth 
century.  It  was  this  that  influenced  him  in 
writing  "The  History  of  Henry  Esmond."  In 
it  he  writes  literature  and  history.  It  is  a  story 
of  the  time  of  Queen  Anne,  the  Pretender,  and 
the  family  of  Esmond  that  risked  so  much,  to 
strengthen  the  cause  of  the  Stuarts. 

The  idea  of  the  story  is  that  the  hero,  Henry 
Esmond,  went  out  to  Virginia,  after  the  events 
narrated,  and  there  wrote  them  in  the  form  of 
memories.  The  Castlcwood  Estate  in  Virginia, 
called  after  the  Esmond  Estates  in  England,  had 
been  given  to  the  Esmond  family  l)y  Charles  TI 
in  recognition  of  their  services  to  the  Stuarts. 
Our  hero  is  supposed  by  many,  including  die 
present  Lord  of  Castlcwood,  to  be  the  illegiti- 
mate son  of  the  late  Lord.  The  contrary,  how- 
ever, becomes  known  to  Henry  himself  later 
and  a  few  others  from  a  letter  left  bv  the  Lord 


of  Castlcwood  himself,  before  his  death.  And 
Henry  out  of  esteem  he  has  for  the  present 
Lady  and  the  young  Lord  keeps  the  fact  to  him- 
self, v'^^' ■-.;■■:;■<  v"';  ■■:.V,., ,:;:,.;.  >i-:;;,^^ 

The  present  Lady  of  Castlewood  and  her 
daughter  Beatrice  are  the  other  principal  char- 
acters. When  Lady  Castlewood  first  came  to 
Castlewood  she  was  scarcely  twenty  years  old. 
Henry  was  a  lad  of  twelve  and  Beatrice  a  little 
tot.  The  Lady  endeared  herself  to  the  litUe 
orphan. lad  from  the  start,  as  indeed  she  was  a 
most  lovable  character,  not  willingly  hating  an- 
other in  word  or  deed.  But  Beatrice,  petted  and 
spoiled  by  all,  grew  to  be  thoughtful  of  none 
but  herself.  Henry,  as  he  grew  older,  fell  deep- 
ly in  love  with  her,  but  she  preferred  to  trifle 
with  his  and  other  afifections,  being  continually 
swayed  by  the  vanity  of  riches  and  titles,  boast- 
ing herself  to  be  for  the  highest  bidder. 

Henry  to  forget  his  jilted  love  vvent  ofif  to  the 
wars.  He  attained  great  distinction,  reaching 
the  rank  of  colonel.  After  the  wars  he  re- 
turned to  London.  The  Lord  of  Castlewood  is 
in  the  meantime  killed  and  is  succeeded  by  his 
son.  After  some  time  Henry  returns  to  Castle- 
wood. A  plot  is  formed  to  restore  the  Pre- 
tender to  the  throne  and  Henry  succeeds  in  get- 
ting him  into  England  and  at  Castlewood.  But 
the  Pretender  seems  to  be  swayed  more  by  the 
beauty  of  Beatrice  than  the  aspiration  to  a 
crown  and  upsets  the  whole  plot  and  ruins  his 
chances  and  loses  the  loyalty  of  his  friends. 

It  is  necessary  that  the  Esmonds  leave  the 
country  until  the  storm  blows  over.  It  is  while 
they  are  on  the  continent  that  the  strong  friend- 
ship between  Lady  Castlewood  and  Esmond 
ripens  into  love  and  they  are  married.  I^ady 
Castlewood  has  already  learned  that  Plenry  is  the 
rightful  Lord  of  Castlewood,  but  he,  sickened  by 
the  dissoluteness  and  untrustworthiness  of  the 
young  Pretender,  resolves  to  leave  England 
forever  and  go  to  their  estates  in  Virginia.  They 
live  happy  here  for  many  years  and  the  grand- 
children of  this  marriage  form  the  basis  of  the 
sequel  to  "Henry  Esmond"  known  as  "The  Vir- 
ginians." It  is  while  in  \'irginia  that  Esmond 
writes  his  autobiography,  which  has  placed 
Thackeray  among  our  foremost  writers. 

The  worth  of  the  book  is  measured  by  the  way 


14 


THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


it  holds  our  interest  and  in  so  much  as  we  can 
make  it  one  of  our  teachers.  I  can  truthfully 
say  that  I  was  never  more  interested  in  any  book 
than  "Henry  Esmond,"  and  laid  it  down  with 
reluctance  at  its  close.  The  familiar  style, 
broad  minded  views  and  rich  satire  of  Thackeray 
is  very  charming.  I  thought  while  reading  him 
of  how  much  time  we  often  spend  in  reading 
worthless  trash  to  our  own  great  loss,  when  we 
have  such  eminent  masters  at  our  very  call. 

Our  author  has  shown  in  "Esmond",  his  great 
knowledge  of  the  iSth  century  history  and  liter- 


ature;, the  doings  of  the  Stuarts,  especially  the 
time  of  Queen  Anne;  the  men  of  letters  and 
people  of  note.  I  fairly  imagined  myself  reading 
the  memories  of  the  hero  and  with  difficulty  could 
persuade  myself  it  was  but  the  creation  of  a 
great  master  of  fiction.  The  descriptions  of 
1 8th  century  manners  and  customs  and  jovial 
spirit,  make  one  wish  he  could  roll  back  the 
great  stone  of  time  and  make  himself  live  with 
them.  So  much  pleasure  and  info-rmation  de- 
rived from  reading  Thackeray  ought  to  influ- 
ence us  in  reading  and  re-reading  his  works. 


®lf^  ^afrtg  of  S^matning  at  ^t^v^t : 

(An  Allegory) 
By  Fred  A.  Manning 


I  HE  bright,  cheerful  sunbeams,  the  frag- 
rance of  the  ftowers,  the  songs  of  happy 
birds,— in  fact,  all  the  pleasing  properties 
of  external  nature  that  could  find  their  way 
through  the  wide-open  windows,  were  pouring 
into  the  interior  of  a  room,  which  before  had 
been  sadly  in  need  of  a  little  brightening. 

By  the  window  hung  a  bird  cage,  in  which 
dwelt  a  little  yellow  canary,  whose  tiny  throat, 
when  he  chose,  could  pour  forth  floods  of  rap- 
turous melody.  At  other  times,  in  the  trying  sur- 
roundings of  the  gloomy  place,  he  was  most 
cheerful.  But  now,  when  the  glorious  sunshine 
burst  into  the  room  with  the  other  signs  of  a 
bright  out-of-doors,  he  seemed  to  feel  his  im- 
prisonment sorely.  I  had  often  admired  this 
little  creature,  singing  so  cheerily  in  the  gloom, 
and  had  often  tried  to  follow  his  example.  For 
if  he,  poor  little  songster,  was  philosopher 
enough  to  act  so  wisely,  how  much  more  would 
it  become  his  rational  audience! 

I  had,  as  I  said,  often  watched  him ;  but  now 
I  was  doul)ly  attentive  to  his  strange  behavior. 
Why  should  he  disappoint  me  now,  when  in 
dire  need  of  his  example?  What  ailed  the  bird? 
His  erstwhile  sweet  song  was  harsh  and  broken ; 
he  dived  and  dashed  about  the  cage,  beating 
the  bars  with  his  wings  and  pushing  his  little 


bill  between  them,  as  if  he  thought  the  cage 
a  paying  teller's  window.  After  frantic  efforts, 
finding  the  bars  unmoved  in  their  convictions, 
he  fell  to  the  floor  of  the  cage  all  disgruntled, 
and  would  not  sing  at  all. 

And  there  sat  I,  chewing  away  at  my  pen- 
holder, for  all  the  world  as  if  it  were  a  veritable 
stick  of  peppermint,  and  staring  at  the  poor, 
dejected  little  creature  with  as  much  expression 
as  an  auto's  headlights  on  a  foggy  night!  As 
if  his  case  were  not  bad  enough  already! 

As  I  stared,  the  paper  before  me  remained 
as  white  as  snow  (of  a  particular  kind,  gentle 
reader!);  and  the  literary  ornamentation  with 
which  I  had  'hoped  to  enrich  it  continued  un- 
realized. But,  alas  for  that  paper's  whiteness! 
it  met  a  dreadful  fate  just  then.  Spring  is 
spring,  and  my  head  began  to  nod,  and  my  hold 
on  the  pen  to  relax.  The  universal  law  con- 
quered the  unsupported  literary  weapon ;  on 
its  journey  to  the  waste  basket,  it  adorned  my 
paper  with,  a  production  for  which  I — even  I — 
might  well  feel  shame.  And  then  my  arm 
struck  out ;  and  my  poor  paper,  in  accordance 
with  a  habit  that  all  the  productions  of  my  pen 
have  acquired  through  frequent  repetition,  be- 
took itself  to  the  selfsame  destination,  and  made 
itself  quite  at  home  in  the  basket. 


THE     VILLA  NOVA  N 


15 


Leaving  them  to  go  their  way,  I  speedily  went 
mine — to  dreamland!  I  do  not  well  remember, 
but  it  seems  it  was  a  short  jonrney.  The  first 
thing  that  I  do  remember  was  that  I  was  sitting 
at  my  desk,  and  staring.  Yes,  but  strange!  I 
saw  not  the  old  familiar  walls;  I  saw  not  the 
little  yellow  canary  fretting  at  confinement;  I 
saw  not  the  open  window  nor  the  beautiful  scene 
without.  No!  there  was  I,  there  were  my  desk 
and  chair — but  all  translated  to  a  prison  cell ! 
A  cell  whose  only  opening  was  guarded  well  by 
bars  of  huge  and  healthy  dimensions.  Beyond 
these  bars  was  darkness — -thick  darkness,  at 
which  I  stared  and  stared;  rather  would  I  stare 
at  this  than  at  my  solitary  cell.  Slowly^  as  I  gazed, 
the  darkness  gave  way  at  first  to  strange,  dim 
objects  which  I  could  not  distinguish ;  then  all 
along  sprang  into  sight  brilliantly  lighted  gate- 
ways, with  "Adventure,"  "Fame,"  "Popularity," 
"Genius,"  "Wealth,"  "Happiness,"  written  on 
the  high  arches  above  the  gates.  But  it  seemed 
I  could  not  move;,— try  as  I  would.  Then  look- 
ing helplessly  about  I  beheld  a  shadowy  spectre 
coming  towards  me  with  "Curiosity"  written 
on  his  brow;  and  as  he  took  me  by  the  hand, 
I  freely  rose  and  accompanied  him  to  the  grat- 

"Dost  thou  not  resent  confinement?  Try 
those  bars, — surely,  some  way  of  egress  must 
oflfer!"^.;.'  ■;■■■'■-  ^/v-;^^.^  v :■■;-;■  ^^;\;: :■..;:-■-■   ^.:-..- '-■;: ;:>-..  y\    , 

I  thought  I  distinguished  a  trio  of  voices,  and 
turning,  found  I  had  not  been  deceived.  Those 
who  joined  in  the  sentiments  of  my  friend  Curi- 
osity bore  the  names  Impatience  and  Presump- 
tion. Well,  I  tampered  long  about  that  grating, 
and  when  at  last  I  stumbled  back  to  my  chair 
in  dismay,  my  tempters  fled  with  jeering  laugh- 
ter. Curiosity  was  gone ;  Impatience  and  Pre- 
sumption had  accomplished  their  design. 

Still,  when  again  I  raised  my  eyes,  I  found 
that  I  was  not  alone.  Far  from  it,  on  the  con- 
trary! Spectres  and  spectres  and  spectres,  all 
pointing  at  me  and  staring  with  a  most  exas- 
perating stare,  which  my  (for  the  time)  saucer- 
like eyes  returned  quite  ably.  And  as  if  this 
were  not  quite  enough,  one  of  my  spectre  visi- 
tors began  to  orate,  without  a  flicker  of  eye  or 
finger:  "It  well  might  be,  young  friend,  that 
thou  dost  recognize  us  not,  since  we  do  appear 


in  guise  so  strange  before  thee;  nathless,  indeed, 
thou  knowest  us  full  well;  nay,  'twould  seem, — 
too  well,  since  thy  desire  and  purpose  are  to 
flee  our  company.  Old  friends  though  we  be, 
thou  wouldst  neglect  us,  and  wouldst  wander 
'mid  strange  scenes  beyond  yon  bars.  Beware!" 
For  the  life  of  me,  kind  reader,  I  could  not, 
rack  my  brains  as  I  would, — recall  having  ever 
laid  eyes  on  these  strange  guests  before,  much 
less  that  I  knew  them  well!  All  this,  added  to 
the  stare  was  qu^te  enough  for  me.  I  turned 
away  from  the  untiring  scrutiny  to  which  they 
would  subject  rnej  and  gazed  in  the  direction 
which  the  speaker's  last  gesture  had  followed, 
(for  while,  as  I  said,  his  hand  never  flickered 
at  the  beginning  of  his  speech,  he  actually  did 
warm  up  as  it  progressed). 

I  gazed,  then,  and  the  inviting  signs  over  all 
those  open  gateways  were  too  much  for  me; 
"foolish  youth,"  indeed,  I  rose  and  rushed  to  the 
bars  in  search  of  escape — ^but,  no!  my  efforts 
were  worse  than  useless.  Tliey  made  me  seem 
ridiculous,  and  a  more  exasperating  grin  was 
reinforcing  each  exasperating  stare  from  the 
"onlookers."  I  returned  to  the  desk,  flung  my 
head  upon  my  hands,  and  refused  them  any 
further  attention. 

The  next  thing  worth  recording  is  this, — a 
gentle  tap  on  the  shoulder  roused  me;  and,  al- 
though on  looking  I  beheld  a  newcomer,  still, 
two  circumstances  made  me  happy.  For  one 
thing,  my  staring  company  had  departed,  and, 
for  the  other,  the  latest  visitor  had  a  pleasant 
smile  on  his  face.  A  friend  indeed,  thought  I, 
and  in  need.     He  spoke. 

"I  have  come  to  thy  assistance,  friend,  al- 
though me  too,  thou  seemest  to  despise.  My 
name  is  "Common  Sense."  Thy  poor  caged 
creature  of  the  yellow  feather  hath  not  deserted 
thee  in  time  of  need,  as  thou  didst  think ;  nay, 
the  lesson  it  would  teach  thee  is  a  very  helpful 
and  much  needed  one — an  object  lesson  given 
thee  what  time  thou  most  didst  need  it.  Like 
thee,  the  bird  would  fly  and  sing  its  joyous 
songs  in  the  gladsome  open  air;  but  bars  con- 
fine it  to  its  own  domains.  Its  song  Ijecometh 
broken  and  displeasing,  and  it  faileth  in  its  pur- 
pose. Accordingly,  as  thou  ol)servest.  the  crea- 
ture hath  become  dejected  and  will  not  sing  at 


i6 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


all,  Consider  this  conduct  of  thy  poor  canary, 
for  it  representeth  well  thine  owii.        \  ;^    ,   ;   : 

"Ho\y  so?"  cried  I,  dully.  I  could  not  recall 
having-  been  g-uilty  of  any  bird-like  action,  try 
■as  I  might! 

"Here  is  thy  cage,  my  friend,  and  here  are 
thy  bars,"  Nothing  could  be  clearer,  thought 
I.  "Jjeyond  those  bars  is  ground  thou  knowest 
not — made  attractive  to  thine  eye  by  that  too 
little  disciplined  servant  of  thineylmagination. 
Oh,  if  thou  wouldst  but  control  this  servant,  he 
would  indeed  serve  thee  well;  but  here  he  hath 
deceived  thee.  Those  guests  whom  by  behavior 
so  inhospitable  thou  drovest  from  thy  presence, 
from  thy  mind,  though,  strangely  represented 
truly,  are  the  'every-days'  of  thy  existence. 
They  are  all  thou  knowest,  and  thou  art  not  wise 
to  treat  with  the  unknown  beyond  the  bars. 
Well  did  they  bid  thee  beware!  Those  bars 
thou  wilt  not  pass,  therefore,  thou  art  ridiculous 
in  trying.     Look!" 

And  as  I  looked,  the  bars  took  each  a  letter, 
and  the  letters  formed  themselves  out,  and  stood 
before  me— the  external  manifestation  of  a 
strong  idea, — "The  Limits  of  Thy  Present 
Knowledge." 

"What  shall  I  do?"  cried  I,  "can  I  never  pass 
those  gates?"  ■' 

"These  gates  thou  shalt  pass,  but  always  thou 
shalt  have  a  gate  l^eforc  thee.  Wait  then  and 
fret  not.  Call  thy  guide  Prudence,  and  he  will 
guide  through  each  gate  with  care,  using  the 
great  key  of  Patient  and  Enduring  Study.  If 
thou  wilt  not,  but  will  fain  treat  of  things  be- 
yond thy  powers,  behold  the  dread  result!" 

I  looked  up,  prepared  for  the  worst,  and 
saw, — nothing  but  a  huge  wicker  waste-basket 
after  the  fashion  of  my  own,  and  filled  to  over- 


flowings with  countless  and  varied  manuscripts, 
each  bearing  my  name.  Horrors!  I  tried  to 
shut  this  dreadful  nightmare  from  my  sight. 
I  heard  discordant  jeering  laughter,  ringing, 
ringing,  then  the  vision  grew  dim,  and  the 
sounds  grew  somewhat  sweeter,^ — at  last  they 
were  entirely  lost,— in  the  cheery  singing  of  my 
little  canary! 

I  sat  up  with  a  heavy  head  and  regarded  the 
feathered  creature.  What  a  consummate  actor! 
thought  L  He  was  singing  away  as  if  his  little 
heart  would  break.  Then  I  roused  myself  com- 
pletely and  rescued  my  pen  from  the  basket.  ; 

The  top  was  chewed  quite  to  a  pulp, — the  re- 
suit  of  energy  as  uselessly  consumed  as  that  of 
rny  canary  in  attempting  his  escape.  If  I  had 
only  known  before,  that  energy  might  have 
pushed  that  pen  for  pages  and  pages  on  a  better 
known  topic  than  I  had  adopted,  I  snatched 
up  the  paper  on  which  th,e  pen  had  executed 
such  brilliant  feats  in  the  course  of  its  basket- 
ward  journey.  "Well  done,  Mr.  Pen!"  cried 
I,  "I  couldn't  have  treated  that  subject  (regard- 
ing wistfully  the  bokly  written  title)  better  my- 
self,— even  I" 

And  so  as  I  sat  there,  I  began  to  wonder  what 
familiar  topic  I  should  first  attempt.  And  some 
aery  voice  cried  out,  "set  down  thy  thoughts! 
'Look  in  thy  heart  and  write'!"  My  thoughts  of 
course  were  all  of  my  new  lesson,  and  so,  I've 
written.  If  this  sad  attempt  should  happen  to 
escape  the  waste-basket  fate,  do  not,  gentle 
reader,  condemn  me,  saying,  "practice  what  you 
preach ;  you  give  too  evident  signs  that  Im- 
agination is  still  an  unruly  servant!"  No, 
gentle  reader,  overlook  all  this,  and  if  you  think 
of  me  at  all — have  hopes. 


THE     V  I  LLANO'V  A  N 


17 


By  J.  F.  McDermott 


I    HE  secretary   stepped  up  and  knocked   at 

the  closed  door.     No  answer.  He  knocked 

again.    Still  no  answer.    What  could  be  wrong? 

Mr.  Banks,  the  great  Wall  Street  broker,  had 
gone  to  his  office  two  hours  before  to  look  over 
some  certificates.  He  had  not  come  through 
the  outer  office  for,  if  he  had,  the  secretary 
would  have  seen  him;  moreover,  his  heavy  over- 
coat was  on  the  rack  beside  the  door.  Then, 
why  no  answer?  Mr,  Banks  must  surely  be 
within  his  room.  ^    ^  ^ 

Becoming  alarmed,  the  secretary  summoned 
the  building  detective  and  forced  the  door.  On 
entering  the  rooin,  they  saw  the  broker,  sitting 
at  his  desk,  certificates  in  hand,  apparently 
alseep.  The  secretary  shook  him  in  order  to 
arouse  the  sleeper.  Mr.  Banks  toppled  to  the 
floor — an  inert  mass.  To  his  horror,  the  secre- 
tary realized  that  the  broker  was  not  alseep, 
but  dead! 


"The  suicide  theory  will  not  hold,"  said 
Coroner  Wills.  "The  envelope  opener  is  too 
large  and  too  blunt  to  inflict  such  a  wound.  The 
wound  is  right  at  the  heart  and  hardly  larger 
than  a  hatpin  thrust.  Consequently,  the  wea- 
pon that  produced  the  death  wound  was  small 
and  strong."  ,    -       ;  '    > 

"But,  sir,"  objected  the  man  from  head- 
quarters, "the  office  is  on  the  fourteenth  floor. 
Hence,  there  is  no  possible  entrance  to  the  in- 
ner office  except  by  going  through  the  broker's 
outer  offices;  and  the  office  force  maintain  that 
no  one  had  entered  during  the  time  the  broker 
was  occupied." 


"A  new  patient,  sir!"  said  the  orderly. 

"Bring  him  in,"  was  the  answer. 

"He  was  picked  up,  wandering  in  the  street, 
and  is  violent." 

"Put  him  in  a  cell." 

The  next  day  the  patient  was  more  peaceful 
and  was  put  to  work  in  the  shop.  At  times  he 
woukl  become  almost  perfectly  sane.  He  kept 
asking  for  occupation  in  the  chemical  labor- 
atory. The  head  doctor  finally  gave  his  con- 
sent to  the  new  patient's  work  in  the  chemical 
laboratory,  as  that  seemed  to  be  his  hobby. 

At  times  the  patient  would  wander  in  his 
mind  and  speak  if  icicles  and  air-guns;  and  at 
times  he  Would  mention  the  deceased  broker, 
Mr.  Banks. 

The  man  from  headquarters  heard  his  ramb- 
lings,  and  in  one  of  his  sane  intervals  put  the 
patient  through  the  third  degree.  The  victim 
broke  down  and  made  his  confession. 

The  broker  Banks,  a  former  judge,  had  one 
time  sentenced  him,  an  innocent  man,  to  a 
term  in  prison.  This  had  preyed  on  his  mind, 
so  that  he  planned  revenge.  The  prisoner  had 
been  put  to  work  in  the  chemical  laboratory. 
While  there  he  conceived  the  idea  of  how  he 
should  put  the  broker  to  death.  Experimenting, 
he  found  two  substances  which,  when  united, 
formed  a  thin,  sharp  icicle. 

On  his  release,  he  obtained  a  room  in  a  liuild- 
ing  across  the  street — a  room  directly  opposite 
the  broker's.  Producing  the  icicle,  he  placed 
it  in  an  air-gun.  He  then  fired  the  missile 
across  Wall  Street — over  the  heads  of  the  tur- 
bulent tide  of  humanity — thus  piercing  the 
broker's  heart.  The  melting  of  the  icicle,  in 
contact  with  the  warmth  of  the  human  l)ody, 
destroyed  effectually  all  evidence  of  the  means 
:  of  death. 


Vol.  V 


OCTOBER,  1920 


No.  1 


iE^Uorml  loarli 


EMtor-iit-Cflhiff 

JOHN  J.   MAGUIRE,    '21 


GEBALD  D.  LYONS,    '23 


Ahuntii 
MATHEW   L^NCH,    '23 


g>Jafr  ArtiBta 
AUGUSTIN  DE  LA  BABRA,   '21 
WILLIAM  CRANSTON,   JR.,    '24 


Exrlfangea 
JOHN  P.  DONOVAN.    '22 

JOHN  A.   HYSON.    '23 


AtlflctirB 
AI^-RED   F.   KANE,    '21 

(Hullrijr  NutfB 
WILLIAM  A.    O'LEABY,    '22 
CHARLES  A.   CALLANAN,    '23 


IFarultit  DfiMtiir 
REV.  JOSEPH  E.  HYSON,  O.  S.  A. 


Eitcrani  Adtiiorr 
CHARLES  M.  MAGEE,   Ph.  D. 


|}uBtU(B0  mattayrr 

EDWARD  A.  McKENNA.   '23 


A^UrrttBtlty 

WILLIAM   QUINN,    '23 
EDWARD   DIGNAM,    '24 
JAMES  PUROELL,    '24. 


CfltrntUitiiin 

CHARLES   J.   McCLERNAN,    '22 
RAMON  ARECHABALA,    '23 
JAMES  P.  BARRETT,   '24 


iEJittoml 


GREETINGS 


I  N  entering  upon  its  fifth  year  in  the  sphere 
of  College  Journalism,  The  Villanovan 
desires  to  acknowledge  its  appreciation  and  ex- 
tend its  gratitude  to  all  whose  earnest  efforts 
have  enabled  it  to  attain  its  present  high  stand- 
ing among  contemporary  periodicals. 

To  Doctor  Hickcy,  who  fostered  it  in  its  in- 
fancy; to  Doctor  Magee,  who  furnished  its  chief 
literary  inspiration;  to  Father  O'Meara,  whose 
energy  and  ! leadership  we're  reflected  in  its 
pages  during  the  year  that  has  ended  belongs  in 
no  small  degree,  the  credit  for  the  success 
achieved  by  Tiiic  \'illa\()\an;  and  to  them  it 
acknowledges  its  debt  of  gratitude. 

To  our  subscribers,  old  and  new,  to  our  ad- 
vertisers and  contril)utors  who  have  aided  im- 
measurably in  the  continuance  of  Tui>:  Willa- 


NOVAN  in  the  literary  field ;  to  all  these  and  more 
The  Villanovan  stafT  for  1920-1921  desire  to 
express  our  determination  to  do  all  in  our  power 
to  justify  their  confidence  in  us  and  a  continu- 
ance of  assistance  as  in  the  past. 

To  Father  Hyson,  newly  appointed  Faculty 
Director,   we   pledge   loyalty  and   co-operation. 

Responses  to  the  appeal  for  the  renewal  of 
subscriptions  have  come  in  gratifying  numbers 
from  our  alumni  and  friends.  It  was,  also, 
highly  gratifying  to  receive  so  many  compli- 
mentary comments  as  to  the  excellence  of  our 
magazine  from  these  same  friends  and  also 
from  the  many  exchanges  we  are  happy 
to  receive.  It  would  seem  that  our  efforts  to 
keep  the  fair  name  of  Villanova  firmly  escon- 
ced  in  the  college  world  have  not  been  in  vain. 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


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In  conclusion  we  should  like  to  emphasize 
the  fact  that  ours  is  a  co-operative  venture  in 
journalism.  Its  success  depends  not  upon  the 
efforts  of  any  one  individual  but  upon  the  effort 
of  all.  The  students  of  the  collei^^e  will  have 
themselves  to  blame  if  the  standard  of  literary' 
excellence  is  not  maintained.  Without  their 
contrilnitions  it  would  be  impossible  to  con- 
tinue   the    publication    of    our    magazine.      Let 


them,  then,  work  and  co-operate  with  us  in  our 
task  and  it  will  be  well  done.  Let  our  alumni 
show  the  interest  they  feel  in  Tjik  Villanovan 
by  sending-  us  news  items  about  former  stu- 
dents. J^'inally,  we  would  respectfully  call  the 
attention  of  our  readers  to  our  advertisers.  They 
arc  all  reputable  merchants  and  frfiends  of 
Villanova.  Patronize  them  and  show  that  we 
appreciate  the  value  of  their  patronage. 


CAPITAL  AND  LABOR 


mA  AR  be  it  from  us  to  assert  that  the  argu- 
ments of  Capital  are  right  and  those  of 
Labor,  wrong,  or  vice  versa. 

There  are  a  great  many  commendable  fea- 
tures in  the  claims  of  the  exponents  of  Labor, 
and  the  forces  of  the  Ca])italists  have,  no  doubt, 
advanced  many  justifiable  theories  of  dealing 
with  the  Labor  problem ;  but  there  still  remains 
many  grievances  from  both,  sides. 

Without  even  prying  the  lid  off  the  Labor 
question  at  all,  and  without  even  committing 
ourselves  one  way  or  the  other,  we  make  one 
assertion  which  no  one  can  gainsay  in  regard 
to  the  solution  of  this  vexing  problem. 

The  solution  of  this  ever  ])resent  controversy 
lies  not  in  the  legal  right  of  the  Capitalists  to 
do  this,  or  the  Labor  men  to  do  that;  l)ut  a 
Christian-like  effort  of  .each  side  to  do  its  best 
for  the  third,  and  in  our  estimation,  the  most 
imi)ortant,  party,  the  Public. 

The  Capitalists  must  realize  that  the  labor- 
ing man  is  human  and  should  be  treated  as  such, 
and  the  laboring  man  should  make  an  honest 
effort  to  complete  eight  hours  work  in  eight 
hours  in  return  for  a  fair  and  iust  wace 

A  "decent  living  wage"  is  a  debatable  thing, 
but  an  honest  day's  work  is  something  material, 
and  a  mutual  interest  and  a  mutual  understand- 


ing between  employer  and  employee  is  an  un- 
deniable asset  in  the  speeding  up  of  "]M-oduc- 
tion"  which  is  so  vital  in  the  present  turbulent 
industrial  relations. 

At  present  there  is  an  optimistic  trend  in  the 
chronicles  and  newspapers  in  regard  to  the  de- 
cline in  prices  of  foodstuffs,  lumber,  clothing 
and  shoes,  and  we  have  lieen  assured  there  will 
be  still  greater  reductions  to  follow.  This  is 
cheering  news  indeed,  and  has  been  attributed 
to  various  causes.  In  this  regard  it  would  be 
advisable  for  both  Capital  and  Labor  to  note 
that  one  of  the  most  i)otent  factors  in  startino- 
the  downward  slide  in  prices  was  the  refusal 
of  the  aroused  Public  to  buy  goods  at  the  as- 
tounding prices  asked,  and  the  consecjuent  can- 
cellation of  orders  which  played  havoc  with  the 
wholesalers. 

In  a  word,  then,  it  is  the  third  class,  that  class 
which  is  neither  Capital  or  Labor,  but  the 
People,  which  has  suffered  l)ecausc  of  the  dis- 
agreements of  the  other  two,  and  which  is  now 
demanding,  in  unmistakal)le  tones,  relief  from 
the  pressure  of  exorbitant  prices  which  have 
been  in  vogue,  since  the  war  gave  some  un- 
scrupulous merchants  and  manufacturers  an 
excuse  to  increase  ])rices  on  some  pretext  or 
other.  ,  I  *!«] 


^i^rt.Jbtiii^i.'ii.x.'i  4  V.  \lu~Li,  > 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


NEW  ADMINISTRATION 


The  promotion  of  Father  Driscoll  to  the  office 
of  president  of  the  college,  which  has  been  com- 
mented upon  in  the  opening  pages  of  this  issue, 
left  an  important  gap  to  l)e  filled  in  the  execu- 
tive board.  His  advancement  created  two  va- 
cancies— the  offices  of  vice-president  and  pre- 
fect of  studies. 

Tdic  appointment;  of  the  Kev.  George  A. 
O'Meara  to  the  vice-presidency  was  a  happy 
selection  as  has  already  been  proved  by  the  im- 
partial concern  he  has  manifested  for  the  stu- 
dents, in  the  class,  on  the  athletic  field  and  in 
other  activities. 

Although  the  exacting  nature  of  his  new 
duties   has    compelled    Father   O'Meara    to    re- 


linquish the  office  of  Faculty  Director  of  the 
ViLLANOVAN,  he  is  none  the  less  interested  in 
the  work,  and  iias  assured  us  of  his  moral  sup- 
port in  all  our  future  endeavors;     k; 

No  less  wise  was  the  assignment  of  the  Rev. 
Howard  Grelis  to  the  post  of  Prefect  of  Studies. 
He  is  proving  himself  a  capable  and  efficient  di- 
rector of  the  educational  policy  of  the  institu- 
tion and  we  wish  to  express  the  confidence  of 
the  student  body  in  his  a'bility  to  carry  out  his 
new  duties  successfully  and  to  the  best  interests 
of  all  concerned.    -  :  r    J^ 

To  our  new  superiors,  the  Villanovan  in 
the  name  of  all  students,  pledges  earnest  co- 
operation in  their  policv  and  ideal. 

J.  J.  M. 


^  INCE  it  is  the  part  of  each  college  maga- 
zine to  set  forth  its  conception  of  what 
constitutes  true  criticism  and  the  best  manner 
of  applying  such  in  its  exchange  column,  we  feel 
that  we  should  make  clear  our  own  particular 
stand  and  the  policy  which  we  shall  endeavor 
to  follow.  V. 

Tliere  arc  many  of  our  contemporaries  who 
seek  to  expose  only  the  writer's  merits  while 
neglecting  to  apj^ly  remedies  to  his  faults,  while 
others  seem  to  be  imbued  with  a  spirit  of  ad- 
verse criticism  and  fault  finding  that  is  certainly 
harmful  to  the  field  of  college  journalism.  Both 


constitute  standards  of  false  criticism,  but  of 
the  two  our  tendency  should  ever  be  to  follow 
the  first.  However,  it  is  generally  considered 
that  the  ideal  policy  is  to  make  an  unl)iased 
exposition  of  both  the  good  and  bad  points  of 
the  article  in  question,  by  neither  unduly  prais- 
ing or  fault  finding,  but  by  maintaining  a  stead- 
fast medium  between  the  two.  This  constitutes 
true  criticism  and  is  an  admirable  course  to 
follow,  but  in  our  opinion  such  comment  as  may 
be  made  should  be  tempered  with  consideration 
of  the  fact  that  the  writers  criticized  are  in  gen- 
eral in  a  primary  stage  of  development.    There- 


THE.     VILLANOVAN 


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fore  our  criticism  must  ever  hold  an  optimistic 
note  of  encouragement,  and  must  also  have  true 
.  constructive  value,  for  though  it  may  often  be 
j  necessary  to  tear  apart,  we  must  always  seek 
;:the  way  to  rebuild  better  than  the  original,  or 
■  it  were  better  if  we  had  not  touched  it  at  all. 
To  a  certain  extent  it  is  a  perfectly  natural 
and  desiral)le  condition  that  the  criticism  which 
is  employed  in  current  exchange  columns  should 
appear  to  depend  largely  on  the  personal  view- 
point of  each  individual  editor.  But  it  seems 
that  in  assuming  his  individual  point  of  view, 
;the  ex-man  is  only  too  often  at  variance  with 
himself  and  that  although  his  sense  of  values  in 
particular  cases  may  be  highly  discriminative, 
his  column  too  frequently  shows  a  lack  of  con- 
sistent judgment.  Otherwise  the  individual 
angle  of  view  and  the  consequent  difference  in 
criticism  is  certainly  justifiable  and  conductive 
to  the  greatest  amount  of  good.  Indeed  it 
would  be  practically  impossible  and  at  least 
highly  undesirable  to  adopt  any  universal  stand- 
ard by  which  each  particular  piece  of  literature 
might  be  classed  according  to  its  merits  or  lack 
of  them.  However,  if  ex-men  in  general  would 
be  less  cursory  in  their  work,  if  they  would  not 
be  content  merely  with  assigning  a  certain 
valuation  on  a  work,  but  would  ascribe  and 
amplify  the  reasons  for  the  statements  they 
make,  we  feel  that  their  inconsistent  criticism 
would  become  so  openly  glaring  that  it  would 
be  remedied  without  more  ado. 


The  greatest  fault  we  have  to  find  with  the 
majority  of  our  own  contemporary  exchanges 
is  that  they  are  entirely  lacking  in  interest  to 
the  reader  at  large.  Containing. as  they  gener- 
ally do,  brief,  uncxplanatory  criticisms  of  vari- 
ous articles,  their  comment  seldom  engages  the 
attention  of  any  save  those  writers  whose  work 
has  been  subjected  to  approval  or  censure.  Un- 
less im])roved  in  this  respect,  such  exchanges 
should  be  discontinued  for  they  arc  detrimental 
to  the  true  purpose  for  which  they  exist.  It  is 
true  that  a  certain  benefit  is  derived  from  such 
comments  as  they  make,  but  it  is  applicable 
only  to  those  subject  to  criticism.  The  field  of 
exchanges  is,  or  at  least  should  be,  much  larger 
and  more  widespread  in  the  application  of  its 
usefulness.  Its  aim  to  eflfect  literary  improve- 
ment, should  be  directed  not  to  benefit  merely 
the  individual  writer  but  all  of  its  readers.  There- 
fore criticisms  should  always  be  made  with  this 
end  in  view.  They  should  be  written  so  as  to 
attract  greater  attention  and  to  be  more  enter- 
taining, but  above  all  else  to  be  of  real  instruc- 
tive value  to  every  reader  of  the  magazine. 

We  await  wath  interest  the  products  of  a  new 
year's  literary  endeavors,  none  of  which  have 
"yet  reached  us,  and  we  shall  endeavor  in  criticiz- 
ing them,  when  they  arrive  to  follow  out  our 
own  words  of  advice. 

J.  P.  Donovan. 


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THE     V  I  LLA  NOV  AN 


COLLEGE  REOPENING 

I  HE  formal  opening  of  the  college  took  place 
on  Wednesday,  September  22nd,  the 
feast  day  of  St.  Thomas  of  Villanova.  The  day 
was  marked  by  the  celebration  of  a  Solemn 
High  Mass  in  the  church.  Onr  new  president, 
the  Rev.  Francis  A.  Driscoll,  ofBciated,  assisted 
by  the  Rev.  Geo.  CMeara  as  deacon,  and  the 
Rev.  Howard  A.  Grelis,  as  sub-deacon.  The 
mass  was  attended  by  all  the  students  both  of 
college  and  preparatory  departments. 

Classes  were  resumed  on  Friday,  September 
24th,  at  9  A.  M.  An  unusual  number  of  new 
faces  is  in  evidence  this  year,  a  fact  which 
speaks  well  for  the  future  development  of  the 
institution.  Most  of  the  old  students  are  with  us 
again.  A  very  successful  year  is  predicted  and 
everyone  is  throwing  himself  whole-heartedly 
into  all  the  activities  of  the  college. 


FRESHMAN  INITIATION 

On  Tuesday  evening  , October  5th,  the  tra- 
ditional session  of  the  Order  of  Gobble-Gobble 
was  held  and  the  new  mcml)ers  of  the  student 
body  of  the  college  wore  duly  introduced  into 
the  secrets  and  mysteries  of  that  famous  organi- 
zation. Some  of  the  candidates  do  now  and 
will  continue  indefinitely  to  exhibit  the  results 
of  the  night's  activities. 


MASS  MEETING   OF   STUDENT   BODY 

On  Tuesday  evening,  September  30th,  a  mass 
meeting  of  the  entire  student  body  was  held  in 
the  auditorium.  The  purpose  of  the  meeting,  as 
stated  by  Rev.  Father  O'Meara,  who  addressed 
the  students,  was  to  formulate  plans  for  an  en- 
tertainment, in  the  form  of  a  society  minstrel, 
to  be  given  by  the  students  of  the  college  for 
the  benefit  of  the  Athletic  Association, 

Following  Father  O'Meara's  talk.  Father 
Hyson  explained  in  detail  the  proposed  plans 
for  the  production.  Committees  were  appoint- 
ed to  arrange  details  relative  to  the  project  and 
to  make  arangements  for  a  dance  to  be  held 
following  the  play.  Judging  from  the  spirit 
and  "pep"  shown  by  all  concerned,  the  first 
ofifering  of  the  troupe  on  the  evening  of  No- 
vember 23rd,  should  be  one  of  the  l>anner  at- 
tractions of  the  social  year  at  Villanova. 


CONGRATULATIONS 

The  Vtllanovan  notes  with  pleasure  that 
one  of  the  members  of  the  Junior  Class  of  Civil 
Engineers,  Robert  A',  Alsop,  competed  success- 
fully in  a  Civil  Service  examination,  during  the 
past  "summer,  with  men  from  various  prominent 
engineering  institutions.  Mr.  Alsop  was  rated 
first  and  was  given  an  important  position  with 
the  Engineering  Department  of  the  city  of 
Philadelphia.  Thk  Villanovan  extends  con- 
gratulations. 


'r^'rlfi'lr-i 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


23 


ENTERTAINMENT  AND  DANCE 

Saturday  evening,  October  9th,  marked  the 
opening  of  the  year's  social  activities.  An  en- 
■tertainnient  was  held  in  the  college  auditorium, 
which  included  various  views  of  the  college  and 
grounds,  a  popular  star,  Douglas  Fairbanks 
in  "The  Mollycoddle"  and  vocal  selections  by 
M-r.  Frederick  Brown,  president  of  the  famous 
Palestina  Choir,  of  Philadelphia, 
f  The  first  dance  of  the  year  and  also  the  first 
to  be  held  in  the  new  gymnasium  took  place 
after  the  entertainment.  Dancing  was  enjoyed 
until  mid-night.  Both  afifairs  were  largely  at- 
tended and  were  unqualified  successes,  socially 
and  financially. 


ANDREW  MACK 

,  Mr.  Andrew  Mack  came  out  to  see  us  Wed- 
nesday,  October    13.      Besides   entertaining  us 
with   his   inimitable  jokes   (and   he  is   certainly 
a  wonder  when  telling  "character"  jokes)  and 
singing,  of  course,  his  dear  old  Irish  melodies 
that   have   endeared   him   to  the   hearts   of  the 
people  of  two  continents,  he  was  kind  enough  to 
take  time  to  visit  the  beauty  spots  of  the  old 
grounds.     He  stated   sincerely  that  the   entire 
place  reminded  him  of  some  of  the  "Old  World." 
The  beauty  of  the  college  and  its  surroundings 
so    appealed    to    him    that    he    was    constantly 
drawing    comparisons    between    Villanova    and 
different  beautiful  parts  of  Europe  he  had  visit- 
ed.    Mr.  Mack  is  bubbling  over  with  delightful 
personal   anecdotes   and   his   recounting  of  his 
visits  to  Rome  and  Ireland  and  meeting  certain 
very   exalted  ecclesiastical   personages  was   so 
vivid  that  you  could  easily  picture  everything. 
On  the  whole  we  had  a  wonderful  visit  from  the 
great  Irish  tenor  and  we  take  this  opportunity 
to  tell  all  our  alumni  and  friends. 


1 

pearing  building  into  a  bright  imposing-looking 
structure,   surmounted  by   a   gilded   dome   and 


cross. 


The  building  will  be  dedicated  on  October 
28th,  as  "Alumni  Hall,"  as  it  was  largely 
through  the  efforts  and  contributions  of  the 
alumni  that  the  work  was  realized. 


COMPLETION  OF  NEW  GYMNASIUM 

During  the  past  summer  months,  the  appear- 
ance of  Villanova  has  been  enhanced  by  the 
renovation  of  the  old  Tolentine  Academy.  It 
has  been  entirely  remodeled  and  ecpiipped  with 
a  gymnasium.  The  successful  completion  of 
this   work   has   transformed   the   once   dull  ap- 


ORGANIZATION  OF  GLEE  CLUB 

Following  the  mass  meeting  of  the  student 
body  on  the  evening  of  September  30th,  the 
members  of  last  year's  Glee  Club  convened  and 
drew  up  plans  for  the  provision  of  instrumental 
and  vocal  entertainment  during  the  coming 
year.  The  old  members  of  the  orchestra  were 
present  and  several  new  men  were  added  to  this 
body.  During  the  course  of  the  meeting  an 
election  of  officers  was  held  which  resulted  as  ; 
follows: 

President— Howard  M,  Thornbury^  '22. 
\^ice-President — John  J.  Maguire,  '21.     :; 
Secretary— James  A.  Mitchell,  '22. 
Business  Manager — T.  Kevin  Reeves,  '22. 
Director — Father  Hyson. 

The  entertainment  to  be  offered  on  the  23rd 
of  November  is  to  be  the  first  of  a  series  planned 
to  enliven  Villanova  socially  during  this  year. 
Contact  with  our  friends  will  thereby  be  more 
frequent  and  a  finer  understanding,  we  hope, 
will  be  developed  between  the  college  and  sur- 
rovmding  localities. 

-Dances  are  to  be  held  after  each  entertain- 
ment in  Alumni  Hall.  The  gymnasium  is  ex- 
cellently adopted  for  dancing  and  it  was  the 
popular  opinion  among  those  who  attended  the 
afifair  on  the  9th  of  October,  that  the  floor  is 
second  to  none  in  this  section.  The  Glee  Club 
will  have  unexpected  "skits"  to  insert  each  even- 
ing that  dancing  is  to  be  enjoyed. 


CONDOLENCE 

The  Villanovan  extends  sincere  sympathy 
to  Norbert  Walker,  a  Villanova  student,  in  the 
loss  of  his  sister,  Miss  Mary  Walker,  who  died 
after  an  attack  of  pneumonia. 


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THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


COURSE  IN  "BUSINESS  CONTRACTS  AND  LAW" 

':  Among  the  innovations  at  Villanova  this  year 
is  a  course  in  "Business  Contracts  and  I^^w," 
taught  by  Mr,  Reap,  our  football  coach,  Mr. 
Reap  is  well  qualified  to  assume  charge  of  this 
course  and  has  succeeded  in  making  the  subject 
interesting  and  extremely  instructiv^e.  This 
class  is  primarily  intended  to  give  the  Junior 
and  Senior  Engineers  some  working  knowledge 
of  that  part  of  law  which  will  concern  them  in 
their  professional  dealings  as  engineers.  For 
classes  other  than  Junior  and  Senior  the  course 
is  elective. 


CLASS  ORGANIZATIONS   AND   ELECTIONS 

The  Senior  and  Junior  Class  re-organized 
early  this  month  and  set  in  motion  their  re- 
spective activities.  Both  classes  retain  the 
same  officers,  who  were  elected  previously. 

The  two  rival  classes,  Sophomore  and  Fresh- 
men, organized  a  few  days  after  the  reopening 
of  college  and  immediately  made  plans  to  pro- 
mote the  usual  antagonistic  feats,  characteristic 
of  the  "old"  and  "new"  neophytes.  The  classes 
have  arranged  to  hold  a  series  of  three  football 
games.  The  first  was  held  on  Wednesday,  Oc- 
tober 13th. 

The  results  of  the  elections  are  as  follows: 
Sophomore 

President — Matthew  Lynch         > 

Vice-I'resident — Walter  Loesche  ■ 

Secretary — Aloysius  E.  Cooke 

Treasurer — Dennis  Burns 

Football  Manager — Earl  Gray 
Freshmen 

President — ^George  Poppert 

Vice-President — J.  Patrick  Barret 

Secretary — James  Neville 

Treasurer — Francis  Gallaher 

Football  Manager — James  B.  Purcell 


EXTENSION  SCHOOL 

The  Villanova  Extension  Course  opened  on 
Saturday,  October  2nd,  at  the  Catholic  Girls' 
High  School,  Philadelphia.  The  success  of  last 
year's  attempt  has  justified  the  continuation  of 
the  project. 


CATHOLIC  STUDENTS'  MISSION  CRUSADE 

The  Catholic  Students'  Mission  Ct-usade  is  a 
movement  designed  to  arouse  enthusiasm  for 
missions  among  the  Catholic  students  of  our 
land.  It  was  organized  about  two  years  ago  by 
a  small  band  of  students  and  has  already  grown 
to  large  proportions.  More  than  160  institutions 
of  higher  learning  with  a  total  enrollment  of 
about  12,000  members  give  evidence  of  this  fact. 
These  students  are  taken  from  every  class:  high 
schools  for  boys  and  girls,  colleges  for  men  and 
women,  seminaries  and  novitiates  have  all  shown 
their  aprpeciation  for  the  wonderful  movement. 

The  Crusade  does  not  prescribe  either  the 
field  of  work  which  any  constituent  society 
called  a  "unit"  may  adopt,  or  its  method  of 
carrying  out  its  purposes.  The  sole  obligation 
assumed  by  the  society  is  that  it  will  promote 
the  cause  of  Catholic  Missions.  This  may  be 
done  in  any  way  practical ;  by  prayers  and 
good  works,  by  mission  propaganda,  or  by  ma-^ 
terial  contributions.  All  offerings  made  by  the 
unit  are  at  its  disposal  and  sent  directly  to  the 
mission  agency  of. its  own  choice.  ^■:. :j:/\^.-'  \':k- :■':.:':■  ^:[ 

A  great  general  convention  of  the  Crusade 
was  held  at  the  Catholic  University  in  Washing- 
ton, during  August  of  this  year.  There  were 
present  in  the  neighborhood  of  350  delegates 
and  friends  of  the  movement.  The  spirit  shown 
at  this  meeting  gave  undeniable  evidence  of  the 
hold  that  the  I'aith  really  has  in  the  hearts  of 
the  younger  generation  of  American  Catholics, 
Resolutions  were  adopted  calling  upon  all 
Crusaders  to  "spread"  the  Crusade  during,  the 
coming  year.  An  official  organ  the  "Spread 
Book,"  is  to  be  issued,  setting  forth  methods 
and  means  for  carrying  out  this  campaign,  and 
the  general  offices  busily  engaged  in  assisting 
in  making  it  a  reality. 

The  Crusade  now  has  a  priest  and  a  layman 
devoting  nearly  all  their  time  to  the  work.  Rev. 
hVank  A.  Thill,  secretary-treasurer  of  the  Cru- 
sade, has  been  a  member  of  the  executive  board 
since  its  beginning.  He  has  an  office  in  the 
Catholic  Welfare  Building  in  Cincinnati,  Ohio. 

Mr.  IHoyd  Keeler,  the  field  secretary,  with 
headquarters  at  the  Apostolic  Mission  House, 
Brookland,  D.  C,  is  similarly  engaged  in  visit- 
ing the  colleges  and  carrying  out  the  publicity 


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of  the  campaign.  He  stopped  over  at  Villanova 
on  Friday,  October  15,  and  gave  a  spirited  ad- 
dress to  the  students  assembled  in  the  study 
hall.  He  explained  the  movement  thoroughly 
and  offered  practical  suggestions  for  the  forma- 
tion of  a  unit. 

Preparations  are  being  made  for  Villanova 
to  take  its  place  among  the  many  foremost 
schools  already  aflfiliated  with  the  great  work. 


the  majority  of  last  year's  members  were  grad- 
uated with  the  class  of  1920.  The  new  personell 
will  be  found  in  the  editorial  section. 


STAFF  CHANGES 

The  Villanovan  starts  this  year  with  an  al- 
most entirely  new  staff,  owing  to  the  fact  that 


SUMMER  SCHOOL 

The  Villanova  Summer  School  opened  on 
July  ist  and  continued  through  the  month  of 
July  and  was  brought  to  a  close  on  August  nth. 
The  attendance  was  large  and  the  scope  of  the 
course  offered  was  diversified. 


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THE     V  I  LLA  N  OV  AN 


I    O  the  members  of  tlie  alumni. 

This  department  is  run  soley  for  your 
benefit.  With  this  aim  in  view  it  is  our  inten- 
tion to  endeavor  to  make  the  items  as  interesting^ 
as  possible. 

You  will  be  aiding- us  materially  if  you  send 
us  not  only  all  alumni  matter  which  you  may 
have  but  also  any  suggestions  you  may  have  to 
ofifer  towards  a  more  efficient  editing  of  "your" 
department. 

To  refresh  your  memories  of  a  long  looked 
for  and  recently  realized  project  \ve  are  reprint- 
ing the  following  circular. 

;    Villanova  Alumni  Association        :;; 
Villanova  College 

Villanova,  Pa.  ; 
Dear  Brother  Alumnus.—     ;  ■    ^ 

Villanova's  great  day  is  fast  approaching. 
( )n  Thursday,  October  28,  we  will  hold  the  for- 
mal opening  of  Alumni  Hall.  It  is  our  old 
college  building  made  new,  with  enough  of  the 
])lan  preserved  to  make  us  look  upon  it  as  our 
dear  old  home.  We  want  every  Villanova  man 
present  that  day.  You  can  do  your  part  by  at- 
tending and  spreading  the  good  news.  We  plan 
on  the  following  program: 

10.30.  Solemn  Mass  in  College  Chapel,  fol- 
lowed by  a  procession  to  Alumni  Hall.  The 
building  will  be  blessed  and  a  dedicatory  sermon 
delivered.  The  business  meeting  will  follow. 
A  real  Villanova  Alumni  Pjancpiet  will  be  served 
at  1  o'clock  in  the  new  gymnasium,  after  which 
the  boys  of  today  will  entertain  us  on  the 
campus.     You  will  receive  a  card   for  banc|uet 


reservation  later.  We  know  you  will  plan  now 
to  be  with  us  and  help  to  make  Villanova  greater 
and  lovlier  than  ever. 

Fraternally  yours, 

Geo.  O'Meara.  O.  S.  A. 

Secretary 

No  comments  are  necessary  as  regards  the 
obligations  of  the  alumni  in  this  regard 
Alumni  Hall  will  stand  as  a  monument  to  the 
faithful  endeavors  of  the  sons  of  our  Alma 
Mater.  Another  proof  of  that  faithfulness  will 
be  demonstrated  by  coming  around  on  the  28th 
and  participating  in  the  program  arranged  for 
the  "BIG  DAY."  -  '       , 


We  are  pleased  to  inform  you  that  of  the  class 
of  1920: 

Jno.  Jones  is  a  station  designer  for  Thos.  E. 
Murray  &  Co.,  Inc.,  consulting  engineer  of 
Jersey  City,  N.  J.  :■ 

Jos.  Waugh  is  also  connected  with  the  same 
company. 

Frank  Murphy  is  with  the  Pcnna.  R.  R. 

Jos.  Gillespie  is  stationed  at  Newark,  N.  J., 
with  the  Pcnna.  R.  R. 

Thos.  McCormick  is  working  for  the  O'Brien 
Construction  Co.,  of  Philadelphia. 

Peter  Malick  is  with  the  American  Bridge 
Company,  of  Philadelphia. 

H.  J.  Weigland,  late  editor-in-chief  of  this 
magazine  has  joined  the  stafT  of  the  In((uirer. 

Leo  Delohery,  Jno.  Dwyer,  Wm.  Horan,  Jno; 
Burns,  Jos.  Sweeney  and  Vincent  Ash  have  en- 
tered Jefferson  Medical  School  at  Philadelphia. 


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'J.  Howard  Tvrcll  is  taking  up  a  post-graduate 
course  at  Yale  University.  He  is  devoting"  his 
time  to  research  work  in  the  Metallurg-  of 
lirass  in  the  interests  of  the  Scovill  Manufactur- 
ing Co.  For  those  who  wi.sh  the  ])leasure  of  cor- 
respotuUng,  his  present  address  is  42  Mansfield 
St.,  New  Haven,  Conn. 

Jno.  Martin,  Harry  Greenlee,  Paul  Judson, 
J  no.  McCarthy,  Jno.  A.  Whalen,  Wm.  Berry, 
Jas.  Paciuette,  Tlios.  lilessington,  Jos.  Dough- 
erty, Jerome  Mahoney,  Edw.  Dickenson  and 
I'red  Manning  have  entered  the  Theological 
Department  of  the  Augustinian   Scholasticate. 


Rigoherta  Dapena  Laguna,  a  former  student 
of  this  institution,  was  a  recent  visitor. 


Very  Rev.  C.  M.  Driscoll,  O-  S.  A.,  Assistant 
General  of  -the  Augustinian  Order  and  former 
Provincial  of  this  province  has  returned  to 
Rome  to  resume  his  new  duties. 


Rt.  Rev.  W.  A.  Jones,  D.D.;  O.  S.  A.,  Bishop 
of  Porto  Rico  and  Rev.  D.  J.  Leonard,  O.  S.  A. 
were  visitors  recently. 


Rev.  J.  A,  McErlain,  O.  S.  A.,  accompanied 
by  ]>ishop  McGinley  of  the  Phillipine  Islands 
stopped  here  for  a  few  days  while  enroute  to 
Rome  and  Ireland. 


The  Rev.  A.  C.  O'Loughlin,  O.  S.  A.  and  the 
Rev.  John  F.  Burns,  O.  S.  A.,  of  the  class  of  '17, 
have  been  selected  for  the  post-graduate  work 
leading  to  the  degree  of  Doctorate  in  Philos- 
ophy at  the  CathoUc  University.  Rev.  Jos. 
C.  Bartley,  O.  S.  A.,  and  Rev.  F.  A.  Diehl,  O. 
S.  A.,  have  resumed  studies  they  began  last 
year  at  the  same  university.  Rev.  Thos.  B. 
Austin,  O.  S.  A.,  who  has  completed  a  course 
in  Elocution  and  Homileties  at  the  University 
has  been  appointed  to  the  Mission  Band  of  the 
Order. 


B^atl^d 


Rev.  John  H.  Hughes,  O.  S.  A.,  class  of  1915, 
died  at  Greenwich,  N.  Y.,  October  6,  1920.  Fr. 
Hughes  was  bom  December  29th,  1893.  His 
early  education  was  received  at  St.  Mary's  Par- 
ochial School,  Lawrence,  Mass.  Later  he  en- 
tered St.  Rita's  Hall  and  in  turn  the  Scholas- 
ticate of  the  Augustinian  Order,  being  gradu- 
ated in  1915.  After  the  completion  of  his  Novi- 
tiate year  he  was  selected  to  study  Theology  in 
the  Augustinian  College  at  Rome.  l)ut  due  to 
the  World  War  he  was  compelled  to  return  to 
this  country  and  was  ordained  to  the  Holy 
Priesthood  by  the  late  Arch-Bishop  Prender- 
grast.  After  ordination  he  was  assigned  to  the 
faculty  at  \'illanova,  ])ut  due  to  ill  health  he  was 
forced  to  relinquish  his  duties. 

Shortly  afterwards  he  was  made  assistant  to 
Rev.  E.  G.  Dohan,  O.  S.  A.,  at  Greenwich,  N. 
Y.,  former  president  of  Villanova  College. 


Fr.  Plughes  was  buried  with  a  Solemn  High 
Mass  of  requiem  in  Lawrence,  Mass. 

The  life  of  Fr.  Flughes  was  an  unusual  ex- 
ample of  the  effects  of  one  who  carried  out  the 
courage  of  strong  religious  convictions.  Beset 
l)y  many  years  of  suffering  he  was  wont  to  rec- 
ognize at  all  times  the  will  of  God  which  he  en- 
deavored to  realize  with  a  fortitude,  humility, 
and  resignation  that  won  for  him  the  sincerest 
respect  and  love  of  his  fellow-priests  and  of  all 
who  had  the  i)leasure  of  calling  him  a  friend. — 
Re([uiescat  in  Pace. 


F>ed  Schmidt,  of  Newport,  R.  I.,  and  a  former 
student  at  Tolentine  Academy  here,  died  on 
July  4th  as  the  result  of  an  injury  received  while 
in  l)athing.  Diving  into  a  wave  he  injured  his 
spine  in  such  a  manner  tliat  death  resulted. 

TiiF.  ViLLANOVAN  extends  its  sympathy  to 
his  family  in  their  bereavement. 


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' 

1 

ALUMNI  DAY 

' 

October  28,  1920 

Program 

10.30  A.  M. 

Solemn    High    Mass    in    College 

Chapel 

11.30  A.  M. 

Procession  to  Alumni  Hall 

12.00  Noon 

Dedication  Ceremony 

12.30  P.  M. 

Business  Session 

1. 00  P.  M. 

Banquet 

4.30  P.  M. 

Football  game  between  Freshmen 

- 

and  Sophomores 

8.00  P.  M. 

Reception  and  dance  in  Alumni 

Hall  given  in  honor  of  its  dedi- 

cation by  Mr.  Ramon  Archa- 

balla,  '23. 

C.rM. 


1920   FCX)TBALL  SCHEDULE 
The    following    games    have    been    arranged    for    by 
Manager  Alfred   Kane: 
Oct.      9tii.     P.  M.  C.  at  Chester,  Pa. 
(3ct.    16th.     Fordham  at  New  York  City,  N.  Y. 
Oct.    23rd.     Geo.   Wasiiington   at  Washington,  D.   C. 
Oct.    30th.     Muhlenburg  at  Norristown,  Pa. 
Nov.     6th.     Gettysburg  at  York,  Pa. 
Nov.  13th.     Lafayette  at  Easton,  Pa. 
Nov.  20th.     Catholic   Univeristy   at    Villanova,   Pa. 
Nov.  26th.     New  York  Aggies  at  Brooklyn,  N.  Y. 


VILLANOVA  PREPARATORY  SCHEDULE 
October     9.     National   Farm    School — home. 
October  16.     Open.  i 

October  23.     St.  Joseph's   Prep. — home. 
October  30.    Chester  High  School — away. 
November    6.     Catholic    High — away. 
November  12.     West  Catholic  High — away. 
November  19.     Pending. 
November  25.     La  Salle   Prep. — away. 


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FIRST  GAME 
Villanova  6— P.  M.  C.  J3 

Fortune  frowned  fiercely  on  the  efforts  of  the 
Blue  and  White  eleven,  when  in  the  opening 
game  of  the  season,  Villanova  come  out  on  the 
small  end  of  a  13  to  6  score  against  the  Cadet 
eleven  of  Pennsylvania  Military  College.  With 
but  seven  minutes  of  the  last  quarter  to  play, 
and  with  a  clean  cut  victory  in  sight,  fortune 
xiecided  against  the  Blue  and  White  and  sub- 
stituted a  13-6  defeat  for  a  6-0  victory. 

For    three     periods    the   varsity    completely 
baffled  the  soldier  eleven  with  its  "Reap  shift" 
and  the  embryo  ofBcers  were  outplayed  in  every 
branch  of  the  game.     Tlie  game  started  when 
McGrady  kicked  oflf  to  Campuzzano,  who  was 
downed  in  his  tracks ;  after  an  incomplete  pass 
and  two  fruitless  attempts  to  break  through  the 
Blue  and  WHiite  defense,  the  cadets  were  forced 
to  kick  to   Blanchfield  who  ran   the  ball  back 
twenty  yards.    End  runs  by  Gronin  and  Blanch- 
field  and  a  line  pUnig  by  McGrady  gave  Villa- 
nova a  first  down.     On  the  next  play  Cronin 
fumbled  and  was  thrown  for  a  loss  of  twelve 
yards,  so  Blanchfield  called  for  a  kick  and  Mc- 
Grady booted  out  of  danger.     The  first  quarter 
resulted  in  a  kicking  duel,  neither  team  scoring. 
In  the  second  quarter,   McGrady   received   the 
kick-off  and   was   downed   after  a   twelve-yard 
run.    Two  line  bucks  gave  Villanova  six  yards ; 
Cronin  skirted  left  end  and  following  a  perfect 
interference  ran  seventy  yards  for  a  touchdown. 
The  remainder  of  the  second  quarter  and  the 
third     period     proved    another     kicking    duel, 
neither  team  being. able  to  uenetrate  its  oppon- 
ent's defense  for  any  considerable  gains.     Five 
minutes  of  the  last  quarter  had  transpired  and 
the  Blue  and  White's  touchdown  seemed  to  be 
the  only  score  to  be  made  during  the  contest, 
but  it  was  not  to  be.     Villanova  fumbled  on  its 
own  forty-yard  line  and   P.   M.   C.   recovered. 
This  break  proved  fatal  to  the  Blue  and  White. 
Poole,  on  the  receiving  end  of  a  triple  pass  be- 
hind the  line  of  scrimmage  rounded  left  end  and 
dodged  his  way  forty  yards  for  a  touchdown  and 


a  tie  score.  On  the  next  kick-off  Poole  booted 
to  Villanova's  five-yard  line  and  Blanchfield  ran  , 
the  ball  back  fifteen  yards;  again  a  fumble  en- 
sued and  McGrady  was  forced  to  kick  .  On 
another  triple  pass  Campuzzano  ran  the  ball 
back  to  the  varsity's  three-yard  line.  By  a 
series  of  mass  plays,  P.  M.  C.  tallied  with  what 
proved  to  be  the  winning  score. 

Though  defeated,  the  varsity's  showing  at  P. 
M.  C.  augurs  well  for  a  most  successful  season. 
Heavily  outweighed,  the  Blue  and  White  backs 
were   working  under   a   serious   handicap,   but 
McGrady    and    Poppert    made    repeated    gains 
through  the  Cadet's  defense.     Blanchfield,  the 
diminative   quaterback,  proved  himself  a   cap- 
able general  in  directing  his  team's  offensive, 
while  the  laurels  of  the  day  fell  to  Cronin;  the 
latter  not  only  made  innumerable  gains  around 
the    ends,    but    played    a    wonderful    defensive 
game.     McCarthy  at  center    was    a    tower    of 
strength   on   the   defensive,    and   his   ability   in 
following  the   play   was   instrumental   in   many 
of  the  Cadet's  losses.     For  P.  M.  C,  Campuz- 
zano was  the  only  outstanding  figure,  though 
Poole     played     a     very     commendable     game. 
Campuzzano  was  the  chief  ground  gainer  for  the 
home  team,  and  at  quaterback  he  led  his  teanir 
mates  in  fine   style.     A  word  of  praise  is  not 
amiss  at  this  writing  for  the  rest  of  the  varsity 
eleven.     Capt.  Hertzler  and  Kerns  on  the  ends 
stopped  many  an  end  run  before  it  got  under 
way.    Striegel  and  Backman,  both  playing  their 
first  college'football  game  gave  evidence  of  Coach 
Reap's  training  in  the  way  they  opened  up  large 
holes    in    the    opponent's    line    and    both    were 
conspicuously    strong    on    the    defense;    great 
things  are  expected  of  these  two  men   in   the 
near  future.     McClernan  and  Myers  as  guards, 
played  a  hard  game,  an  although  each  was  con- 
fronted with  a  veritable  Sampson,  290  pounds 
strong,  they  never  faltered.     In  the  last  four 
minutes  of  play  Villanova  made  a  game  fight 
for  a  tie  when  they  made  five  successive  first 
downs,  but  with   the   ball   on   their   opponent's 
twelve-yard   line   the   w'histle   blew    ending   the 
fray.  ; 


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The  only  liome  game  of  the  varsity  football  season  will  be  the  Catholic  University  game 
on  the  college  campus,  Saturday,  November  20,  at  3  P.  M. 

•  The  Muhlenberg  game  on  Saturday,  October  30,  might  also  b^  called  a  home  game,  as  it 
is  to  be  played  at  the  high  school  field  at  Norristown,  which  is  easily  accessible  to  the  peo- 
ple of  Philadelphia  and  the  suburbs.  From  69th  Street  to  Norristown  via  the  P,  &  W.  R.  R. 
requires  only  26  minutes. 

Because  of  Villanova's  7-0  victory  over  Muhlenberg  on  a  muddy  field  last  year,  much  in- 
terest is  being  displayed  in  the  contest  this  year.  Both  colleges  will  be  well  represented,  as  sec- 
tions have  been  reserved  for  each.    Game  called  at  3  P.  M.  sharp. 


Sophomore  and  Freshmen 

The  Sophs  and  Fresh  locked  horns  in  the  first 
of  a  series  of  games  on  Wednesday  afternoon, 
October  13,  and  after  the  smoke  of  the  conflict 
cleared  away  the  score  loomed  up.  Sophomores 
16  and  Freshmen  o. 

Due  to  the  fact  that  the  Freshmen  were  late 
to  organize  and  consequently  not  being  familiar 
with  the  signals,  their  plucky  little  s(iuad  were 
unable  to  put  up  a  stronger  fight.  They  strug- 
gled gamely  but  at  no  time  menaced  the  Sophs 
goal  line. 

During  the  first  half  the  Sophs  twice  took  the 
ball  to  the  shadow  of  the  Freshmen  goal  posts 
only  to  lose  it  on  fumbles.  The  first  score  was 
acounted  for  after  heavy  line  plunging  by 
"Charlie"  Loughlin,  and  pretty  end  runs  by 
Ford  and  Wasilko.  Ford  kicked  the  goal. 
Upon  receiving  the  kick-ofif,  the  Sophs  rushed 
the  ball  to  the  Freshmen's  15-yard  line,  where 
they  lost  it  on  a  fumble.  On  the  next  play  Hy- 
son tackled  the  runner  for  a  five-yard  loss  and 
on   the   following  play  a   Freshman  back   was 


y,/i0*f-r*     'if 


tackled  in  back  of  his  goal  line  for  a  safety.  The 
Freshman  lost  about  five  yards  on  the  next 
play  from  the  20-yard  line.  Hyson's  recovery 
of  a  fumble  on  the  12-yard  line  paved  the  way 
for  another  touchdown  gained  by  Wasilko. 
Ford's  goal  after  the  touchdown  was  the  last 
scoring  done  in  the  game. 

For  the  Freshmen,  Boyle  and  Jones  starred. 
The  Sophomore  backfield  as  a  whole  played  fine 
ball,  while  the  ends  by  tackling  behind  the  line 
loomed  up  prominently. 

Sophomores 
Hyson  right  end 

Cooke  right  tackle 

I.ynch  right  guard 

T.  Loughlin  center 

Duggan  left  guard 

Stein  left  tackle 

Clark  left  end 

Ford  quarter  back 

Wasilko  right  half  back 

Vize  left  half  back 

C.  Loughlin  full  back 

Substitutes:   Soiihoniores — McNally  for  Cooke.  Fresh 
men — Cranston  for  Dobosh,  Whelan  for  Brady. 


Freshmen 

Marrow 

Jones 

Considine 

Aravolo 

Derwin 

Brady 

Gilheany 

Suttle 

O'Donnell 

Boyle 

Dobosh 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


31 


Villanova   Prep,  7;   National  Farm  School,  6 


Coach  "Hughie"  McGeehan's  Villanova  Prep 
eleven  opened  the  1920  football  season  at  Villa- 
nova by  defeating  the  National  Farm  School 
team  7  to  6. 

The  Prep  line  was  noticeably  weak  in  the 
first  few  minutes  of  the  opening  quarter  and  the 
visitors  made  two  first  downs  before  the  line 
braced  up  and  stopped  the  threatening  Farmers, 
forcing  them  to  kick. 

In  the  second  period  the  Preps  worked  the 
ball  down  to  within  20  yards  of  the  Farm 
School's  goal.  An  incomplete  forward  pass  on 
the  last  down  gave  the  ball  to  the  Farm  School 
Silerman's  attempt  to  punt  from  the  lo-yard 
line  was  poor  and  Henneberger  scooped  up  the 
ball  and  went  over  the  line  for  the  first  touch- 
down of  the  season.  "Dutch"  also  kicked  the 
goal. 

In  the  third  period  a  bad  pass  caused  Villa- 
nova to  fumble  and  suffer  a  20-yard  loss,  put- 
ting the  ball  on  our  5-yard  line.  Henne'berger's 
punt  was  blocked  and  the  ball  rolled  over  the 
goal  where  it  was  pounced  on  by  an  alert  Farm 


School  warrior.  Snyder's  attempt  to  kick  the 
goal  was  a  failure. 

From  then  on,  the  Preps  played  a  superior 
brand  of  ball,  the  line  showing  much  improve- 
ment; and  Jimmie  Quinn,  Hahn,  and  Henne- 
berger gaining  much  ground.  But  the  Farm 
School  lads  fought  fiercely  and  no  further  scor- 
ing- was  made,  although  both  goal  lines  were 
threatened  several  times. 

Tlie  line  up: 


Villanova   Prep 

National  Farm 

School 

Kane 

left  end 

Cooper 

Griffith 

left  taciiele 

Hill 

Paradine 

left  guard 

Di  Veto 

Courtney 

center 

Corenzwit 

Hardigan 

right  guard 

Gold  field 

McHugh 

right  tackle 

Wanger 

Conlon 

rgiht  end 

Gellis 

Hahn 

quarter  back 

Samuels 

J.  Quinn 

left  half  back 

Snider 

F.  Quinn 

rigiit  half  back 

Crosman 

Henneberger 

full  back 

Silverman 

Substitutions :      Villanova— McFadden 

for 

Hardigan, 

Saver    for    Conlon. 

Farm    School— Taube 

for    Gellis, 

Auchey  for   Groman 

.     Referee — Longstreth, 

Haverford. 

Umpire — Thornbury. 

Time  of  periods— 

-11 

minutes. 

32 


THE     VILLA  NOV  AN 


PLINTB5 


VILLANOVA'S  TEAM 

At  ^'^illun()va  we  \\i\ve  a  team 

Tliat   knows   the   way  to  play. 

With  manly  spirit  back  of  them 

Tliey're  sure  to  win  the  day. 

With  elieers  and  shouts  we'll  rally  round 

Tlie  players  as  of  yore. 

And  the  grey  stone  walls  will  echo 

With  the  old  Villanova  roar. 

Refrain 

Rah  Tigers,  sis-boom-baJi ! 
Let  tlie  Varsity  top  the  score. 
For  we  figiit  witli  a  vim 
Tliat  is  dead  sure  to  win. 
As  they  fought  in  days  of  yore. 

— T.   K. 


A  GRIDIRON  SIZZLER 
Cocked  up  by  J.  F.  McD. 

We  liavc  a  team  of  great  renown;  tliey're  wonders  you'll 

admit. 
The  reason  they  don't  rear  a  crown,  they  ha\'e  no  need 

of  it. 
Witii  mattresses  they'e  padded  well,  tiiey've  spikes  upon 

tlieir  slioes. 
When    they're   mixed   up   it's   liard    to   tell   whose   arms 

and  legs  are  whose. 

Re-Strain 

'i'fu'kle  the   runner,   knock   out   Ids   brains; 
Kick  liim  to  ])ieces,  tlien  scatter  tlie  grains. 
Ring  up  the  ambulance,  call  the  patrol, 
Fight  to  the  finish,  then  kick  the  goal. 

L'Envoi 
They    liave   oozics    of   steam 
Of   men  they're  tlie  cream. 
Hurrah    for   the    Varsity    team 


Devinc — "When  I  left  home  my  g\\'\  wept  so 
copiously  that  .she  had  to  use  a  dozen  handker- 
chiefs." 

Cranston — "That's  nothing^.  When  I  left,  my 
^\r\  had  to  send  for  a  life-belt." 


Hyson — "I  am  looking  for  a  g-ood  'splinter.'  " 
Ford — ^"There's     a     dandy     over     there     on 
Grififin's  shoulders." 


Prof,  in  Calcidus,  erasing-  a  poorly  drawn 
figure  and  drawing  a  better  one — "I  always  like 
to  see  nice  figures." 

Hushed  whisper  from  class — "We  agree  with 
you,  Prof." 


Prof,  in  Latin — "How  did  you  get  those  scars 
on  your  forehead,  Clark  ?^" 

Clark — "]  was  studying  Latin  and  a  'pony' 
kicked  me." 

WHEN  A   FRESH  NEEDS  A   FRIEND 
In  a  mechanic's  quiz. 
Hazing  night.   "  \ 

When  he  misses  the  last  car. 
Any  day  for  the  next  two  months. 


J)ill  Cranston — "You  snore  a  lot." 

Poppert — "Do  I?    So  sorry,  old  dear,  to  hear 


It. 


Uill— "So  am  L" 


THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


33 


,   ,         "FRESH  NOTES"  ■ 

Maybe  there  wasn't  much  sentiment  in  that 
Fresh  hazing-  hut  there  sure  was  a  lot  of  "feel- 
ing." 

Tlie  Fresh  were  taken  all  over  the  campus 
hazing  night,  hut  the  Third  Degree  was  admin- 
istered almost  all  in  one  place. 

We  don't  know  the  reason,  but  we  noticed 
that  a  bunch  of  Freshmen  were  looking  for  pil- 
lows to  put  on  their  chairs  the  morning  after 
"Gobble-Ciobble  Night." 

The  varsity  is  very  proficient  in  "clipping" 
the  interference  in  the  football  games  but  their 
best  man  could  never  do  half  the  "clipping" 
that  the  Sophs  did  in  the  hazing^.  Ask  a  "Fresh." 
He  knows. 


POOR  JOHN 

After  working  hard  the  summer  through, 
The   boss   said,   "Sohn,   I   tliink  you're   due 
For  a  little  rest.     So  here's  your  pay 
For  Ifist  week.     Go  spend  the  day 
At  the  sea  shore.     The  water's   fine 
Report   baek    Monday — usual   time." 


First  Fresh — "T  had  to  act  foolish  for  the 
Sophs." 

J)ooley — "What  a  cinch!  I  had  to  look  in- 
telligent." 


Did  You  See? 

McNally  with  a  package  of  "buts"  lately;  We 
never  did. 

Ilennenbcrger  hit  that  Farm  School  line. 
Oh  boy! 

Any  Fresh  who  PARTS  his  hair  this  term? 

Or  those  who  PARTED  with  it  ? 


More  Fresh  Notes 


MY  LOVE 
This  "colyum"  oft  holds  poems  rare 
Of  beautous  damsels  young  and  fair. 
But  none  so  fair  as  she  to  whom 
I've  pledged  my  love,  my   life,   my    doom. 

She  is  a  source  of  joy  to  me 
Of  soulful  bliss  in  misery; 
Her  kindly  looks  dispel  all  care. 
Her  tender  eyes  heal  my  despair. 

Last  night  I  asked  to  share  her  lot. 
But  looking  down  she  answered  not; 
And  how  she  could  I  know  not  now. 
Since  she  is  just  my  Jersey  cow. 

P.  Donovan. 


Pop — "Say,  Mickey,  how  many  waiters  work 
in  the  dining  room?" 

r»lanchfield — "About  one-sixteenth  of  them." 


Powers — "Dick,  I  think  you  are  a  pessimist." 
O'Brien— "How  so?" 

Powers — "Because  you  wear  a  belt  and  sus- 
penders." 

Dick— "Check." 


Duggan — "To  get  a  degree  in  love-making, 
what  school  should  I  attend?" 
McNally— "Night  school."    i :    ; 


Soph — "What's  the  hurry,  Fresh?" 
Fresh — "The    Chemistry    Prof,    is    overcome 
with  gas." 

Soph — "Going  for  a  doctor?" 
Fresh — "No,  more  gas." 


Prof — 'T  told  you  to  notice  when  that  solu- 


Wc  never  saw  a  new  class  that  cared  so  little      *'°"  bolied  over. 


about  their  appearance — the  majority  of  them 
haven't  even  combed  their  heads  for  the  past 
ten  days. 

Ponzi  to  Dooley- — "If  you  are  as  you  look, 
you're  dead." 

Ponzi — "Devine  is  wanted  on  the  Ouija 
board." 


Fresh — I  did,  sir.     It  was  half  past  two." 


Dougherty  (after  his  singing  has  been  criticiz- 
ed)— "Some  people  get  paid  for  singing." 
Reds — "Some  do,  but  if  you  don't  stop  you'll 


get  killed." 


34 


THE     V  I  LLANOV  AN 


Crawley— "Ah,  Jack,  so  you  al-e  indulging  in  Fresh— "What   are  you    going    to    take    in 

I     r«*T»lm?"  ...  •',00. 


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ice  cream? 

Jack— "Yes,   old  thing,  the  girl  I  was  just  Pre-Med— "Medicine." 

dancing  with  asked  me  to  hold  her  purse.  Fresh— "What's  the  matter— sick?" 

Prep — "It  must  have  been  an  awfully  slippery  

day  when  the  prodigal  son  came  home." 

Soph— "Why  so?" 

Prep— "Because  the  Bible  says  that  when  his 
father  came  out  to  welcome  him  he  fell  on  his 
neck. 


Duggan — "Hey,  Jack,  what  room  is  'Heat'' 


m  t 


Jack — "Not  in  any  room  during  this  kind  of 
weather." 


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THE  NATIVITY 

By  Joseph  Buckley 
(Died  October  17,1920) 

O'er  Juda's  hills,  when  winter's  frost  and  cold 
Kept  shepherds*  flocks  all  huddled  in  the  fold, 
Angelic  choirs,  sweet  singing  "Peace  on  Earth," 
Brought  men  good  tidings  of  their  Saviour's  birth. 

Unwelcomed  His  coming,  as  of  one  unknown, 
No  one  received  Him  coming  to  His  own: 
Shelter  denied  fay  those  He  came  to  save, 
Beasts  gave  him  birthplace  in  their  wretched  cave. 

His  crib  their  manger,  where  Our  Lord  was  laid; 
His  bed  their  straw.  His  warmth  their  breath  had  made: 
Rudely  their  stable  served  for  Our  King's  dwelling. 
While  overhead  a  star  was  wide  His  advent  telling. 

Three  Eastern  kings  beheld  the  new  star  shining; 
From  olden  prophecies  its  sense  divining, 
They  seek  the  promised  birthplace,  where  each  brings 
Tokens  of  homage  to  the  King  of  kings. 

Today  among  us  dwells  this  King  of  kings; 

So  to  His  own  whene'er  He  blessings  brings, 

Unlike  old  Juda,  give  Him  salutation 

From  hearts  more  pleasing  pure  than  gifts  of  Eastern  nations. 


THE     V  ILLA  NOV  AN 


®If^  Ifuttg^r  ^tnk? 


T  RELAND  mourns  o'er  the  still  fresh  graves 
•*•  of  her  latest  martyred  patriots,  but  she 
mourns  with  a  mourning  that  knows  a  com- 
fort. She  bends  in  grief  o'er  the  lifeless  bodies 
of  her  fallen  ones;  but  she  holds  high  her  head 
in  righteous  pride,  for  their  cause  was  noble 
and  their  death  heroic.  They  died  for  her. 
They  died  for  liberty.  They  died  as  only  the 
heroic  can  die.  And  by  their  death  they  fo- 
cused "the  challenged  conscience  of  mankind" 
on  the  gallant  struggle  for  liberty  on  the  out- 
posts of  freedom.  ."^■;^^.''■^■■■^:^;■■  ;V  v^;-:-^^^^^^^ 

An  Irish  patriot-poet  of  an  earlier  genera- 
tion has  crystalized  the  sentiments  of  the  col- 
lective heart  of  Ireland,  and  compressed  them 
into  one  soul-inspiring  stanza: — 

"God  save  Ireland!  said  the  heroes. 

God  save  Ireland!   say  w^e  all. 

Whether  on  the  scaffold   high 

Or  the  battlefield  we  die. 

O  what  matter  when  for  Erin  dear  we  fall !" 

Ireland's  sons  have  died  for  her  on  the  scaf- 
fold and  on  the  field  of  combat.  They  have 
languished  and  died  in  the  prison-cell.  They 
have  endured  the  hardships  of  the  convict-ship, 
and  the  loneliness  and  trials  of  a  life  in  exile. 
All  this  they  have  endured  rather  than  sacrifice 
their  birth-right  of  freedom.  "Give  me  liberty 
or  give  me  death"  has  been  Ireland's  cry 
adown  the  ages.  Sometimes  this  cry  has  re- 
sounded and  reverberated  from  hill  and  crag, 
from  mountain-side  and  forest-fastness.  Some- 
times it  has  been  only  whispered  in  the  under- 
ground and  secluded  dens  of  outlawed  men. 
But  whether  faintly  whispered  or  chanted  in  de- 
fiance, it  has  ever  been  Ireland's  cry. 

For  750  years  liberty  has  been  denied  her, 
and  death  in  copious  measure  has  been  her 
portion.  She  has  endured  Cromwellian  bar- 
barity and  survived  artificial  famines.  She  has 
seen  her  best  and  bravest  dead  upon  the  field, 
hanging  from  the  gibbet,  hunted  through  her 
bogs  and  morasses  or  driven  into  exile.     She 


has  seen  her  infants  snatched  from  their  moth- 
ers' breasts  or  murdered  in  their  mothers' 
wombs.  She  has  grieved  for  them.  But  not 
even  in  her  darkest  hour  did  she  ever  consent 
to  be  a  slave.  Full  many  a  time  have  Ireland's 
sons  been  called  upon  to  make  a  choice — an 
awful  choice — a  choice  between  manhood  with 
massacre  and  serfdom  with  ease,  a  choice  be- 
tween unfaltering  fealty  to  truth  divine  and 
fawning  flattery  to  earthly  tyrants.  To  their 
eternal  honor  be  it  said,  they  always  made  the 
nobler  choice — they  always  chose  the  better 
part.  They  never  bartered  heaven  for  the 
things  of  earth.  They  never  sold  their  heritage 
for  a  mess  of  pottage. 

Hence,  Ireland's  present  struggle  is  not  new. 
But  it  seems  to  possess  a  cumulative  quality  of 
torture  and  of  heroism.  Against  her  are  hurl- 
ed the  barbaric  tortures  of  the  past  intensified 
by  more  effective  methods  of  the  present. 
Whatever  her  sons  in  ages  past  have  endured, 
her  sons  and  daughters  of  the  living  present  un- 
faltering embrace.  One  of  the  tortures  inflict- 
ed in  the  past  has  been  converted  into  a  wea- 
pon of  defense  in  the  present.  Starvation  has 
been  tried  against  them  as  a  weapon  of  de- 
struction. It  is  now  utilized  by  them  as  a 
means  of  national  preservation. 

MacSwiney,  Murphy  and  Fitzgerald  have 
trodden  the  via  dolorosa  of  starvation  in  order 
that  the  world's  attention  might  be  attracted  to 
Ireland's  unhappy  plight;  because  they  knew 
that  the  world's  attention  must  result  in  world- 
wide sympathy  and  that  world-wide  sympathy 
would  result  in  Ireland's  independence. 

Through  agonizing  hours  and  days,  their  tor- 
tures riveted  the  world's  attention  on  Brixton 
prison  and  Cork  jail.  Through  agonizing  days 
and  weeks  we  feverishly  awaited  the  news  from 
their  bedsides,  as  livid  Death  slowly  but  surely 
impressed  his  stamp  of  ownership  upon  them. 
Their  flesh  vanished  and  their  tongues  grew 
dumb ;  but  their  very  silence  was  a  clarion  that 


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echoed  round  the  world,  and  struck  a  sympa- 
thetic chord  in  the  hearts  of  freemen  every- 
where. We  saw, the  awful  truth  of  Ireland's 
Credo: 

"Whether  on  the  scaffold  high 

Or  the  battlefild  we  die, 

O  what  matter  when  for  Erin  dear  we  fall!" 

For  more  than  seventy  days  they  languished 
and  writhed  in  their  voluntary  torture  for  their 
native  land.  Every  breath  a  martyrdom  and 
every  throb  an  agony.  At  length,  the  expected 
and  almost  welcome  news  flashed  forth:  They 
are  dead— Fitzgerald,  Murphy  and  MacSwiney. 
That  news  traversed  the  globe,  and  bound  it 
with  a  band  of  mourning  black.  Through  Ire- 
land it  swept,  and  Ireland  bowed  in  grief.  In 
England  the  decent  element  bowed  in  grief  and 
shame.  France,  Spain  and  Italy  condoled.  In 
India  the  sublimity  of  the  sacrifice  gave  new 
hope  to  a  people  oppressed  and  struggling  to 


be  free.  In  far-off  Australia  tears  were  shed 
and  requiems  were  sung.  In  our  own "  land, 
from  the  Golden  Gate  in  ever-increasing  vol- 
ume eastward  to  New  York,  multitudes  as- 
sembled to  Ho  honor  to  their  memory  and 
pledge  aid  to  the  cause  for  which  they  died.  This 
accumulated  world-sympathy  rolled  gently  east- 
ward to  the  shores  of  Ireland.  Ireland,  receiv- 
ing it,  smiled  through  her  tears,  and  said: — 
"They  have  not  died  in  vain." 

Truly,  their  death  was  not  in  vain;  for  by  it 
they  attained  their  proximate  objects — the 
zvorld's  attention  and  the  world's  sympathy. 
May  the  day  be  not  far  distant  when  their  ulti- 
mate object,  their  country's  Independence  will 
be  realized.  Then  will  the  land  they  loved  and 
served  so  well  erect  to  them  a  monument,  and 
in  golden  letters  inscribe  thereon: — 
"They  have  not  died  in  vain." 


Htlk  Haria  (Halh^t 


•17ILLA    MARIA   ACADEMY,    situated    at 
*       Immaculata,    Pa.,    has    been    granted    a 
collegiate  charter  with  full  rights  to  confer  the 
usual  degrees. 

Villanova  extends  her  sincere  congratula- 
tions to  the  Sisters,  Servants  of  the  Immacu- 
late Heart  of  Mary  in  this  signal  recognition 
on  the  part  of  the  state  of  their  eminent  fitness 
to  promote  the  higher  education  of  women. 

All  who  know  Villa  Maria  intimately  can 
readily  testify  that  in  equipment  and  scholar- 
ship the  Sisters  ably  merit  this  honor  which  has 
come  to  tliem  and  give  every  assurance  of  a 
successful  career  in  the  wider  field  of  college 
education. 

The  Sisters  who  will  teach  in  the  new  college 
are  the  recipients  of  degrees  in  the  arts  and 


sciences  from  the  University  of  Pennsylvania 
and  our  own  institution. 

The  relations  between  Villa  Maria  and  Villa- 
nova  have  been  pecuHarly  intimate.  The  Sisters 
of  the  Immaculate  Heart  were  the  first  students 
in  our  extension  and  summer  school.  The  first 
degrees  to  be  conferred  upon  women  by  Villa- 
nova  were  conferred  upon  members  of  this 
community.  ,  Many  of  these  Alumnae  of  Villa- 
nova  will  have  charge  of  the  work  of  education 
in  the  new  college. 

It  is,  therefore,  with  a  feeling  of  joy  not 
unmixed  with  a  sense  of  pride  that  we  extend 
our  sincere  congratulations  and  best  wishes  to 
the  Sisters  in  the  establishment  of  Villa  Maria 
College. 


THE     VILLANOV  AN 


iotnn— Not  (i«t 

By   Clement  G.  Dwyer 


JAMES  LAYDEN,  when  a  boy  working  on 
his  father's  farm,  learned  the  fundamentals 
of  life  and  the  very  keys  of  success.  He  never 
left  a  duty  half  done.  It  was  thoroughly  done. 
It  was  performed  the  only  real  way— the  right 
way.  He  was  diligent  in  season  and  out  of 
season.  Hardly  a  minute  of  his  time  was 
squandered  in  frivolous  amusements  or  in 
senseless  pastimes.  Work  could  rightly  be 
called  a  part  of  himself.    ::\  -:..: ^  ::;r:\^'-^::':.,::\^.  [■■  ::^-^-:':, 

Having  completed  his  grammar  school 
course,  this  young  prodigy  was  ready  to  enter 
the  high  school  in  a  town  not  far  distant  from 
his  home.  In  this  new  stage  of  his  career,  he 
proved  himself  a  capable  scholar.  He  led  his 
class  during  the  entire  period  of  four  years, 
finally  graduating  as  valedictorian  and  win- 
ning all  the  medals  awarded  the  best  student. 

During  all  these  years  of  boyhood,  he  cher- 
ished a  hope  that  one  day  he  might  be  a  suc- 
cessful banker.  It  had  been  his  father's  wish 
that  James  should  follow  him  in  farming  and 
should  take  over  the  old  homestead  as  his 
own.  Nevertheless,  on  finding  out  that  his  son 
willed  differently,  the  father  yielded  to  the  boy's 
earnest  entreaties  and  sent  him  where  he  would 
receive  a  business  training. 

Tliree  years  have  passed.  James  Layden, 
through  his  father's  influence,  found  a  position 
waiting  for  him  in  the  village  bank.  Of 
course,  just  beginning,  he  didn't  become 
cashier  or  even  paying-teller;  he  was  rated  as  a 
bookkeeper.  This  was  all  he  desired — a  start; 
where  he  would  finish  depended  on  himself. 
Realizing  that  good  things  come  to  him  who 
waits,  he  set  his  forces  to  the  grind  and  aimed 
for  big  things.  For  three  years  he  kept  the 
general  accounts  and  learned  the  rudiments  of 
the  business.  Then  his  employers,  as  a  reward 
for  faithful  service,  set  him  to  work  pasting 
notes,  and  once  in  a  great  while  they  allowed 
him  to  take    the    paying-teller's    window.     In 


these  duties  he  learned  who  were  quick  to  meet 
their  obligations  and  also  who  were  slow.  By 
following  the  discount  book,  he  could  almost 
tell  whether  it  would  be  safe  to  loan  this  man 
or  to  refuse  him  money.  Of  course,  he  had 
none  of  this  kind  of  work  to  do.  The  cashier 
attended  to  all  this.^^^^  v  ;  :  :,^^^^^^^ 

The  cashier  was  a  man  with  an  iron  con- 
stitution. He  had  been  cashier  for  quite  a 
few  years.  He  knew  almost  everything 
about  people's  money  matters  in  the  vil- 
lage. His  advice  was  sought  on  almost  all  oc- 
casions by  his  townsmen.  They  generally  went 
by  his  advice.  This  man  of  iron  constitution 
and  eyes  that  could  almost  pierce  the  very 
depths  of  a  client's  soul,  suddenly  broke  down 
in  health.  He  was  forced  to  retire  from  his  in- 
door work. 

This  brought  about  changes  in  the  bank. 
The  paying-teller  was  next  in  line  for  the 
cashier's  position.  He,  too,  was  not  any  too 
well,  and  desired  to  remain  a  paying-teller, 
thinking  that  the  strain  would  be  too  much  for 
him.  James  Layden  was  next  to  him  for  the 
position.  Although  capable  as  far  as  being 
able  to  perform  the  duties  was  concerned,  his 
age  was  against  him.  He  was  scarcely  twenty- 
three  years  of  age  when  this  great  opportunity 
came  to  him.  At  the  directors'  meeting,  he 
convinced  the  members  of  that  board  that  he 
would  make  good.  He  was^  accordingly,  chosen 
to  the  position. 

Within  ten  years  of  his  management,  the 
bank's  deposits  had  increased  twofold.  The 
young  cashier  at  thirty-three  had  increased  also 
with  the  deposits  ;  that  is,  he  had  grown  with  the 
business.  One  drawback  still  retarded  his  pro- 
gress. The  men  who  were  members  of  the 
board  of  directors  could  never  conceive  him 
any  more  than  a  young  man  who  needed  con- 
stant watching.  This  is  only  natural  among 
men,  because  a  man  may  grow  up  among  them, 


THE     V  ILLAN  OV  AN 


while  they  do  not  change.  That  is  why  so  many 
men  fail  in  their  home  towns;  while  in  a  strange 
place,  having  taken  it  with  all  the  vigor  of; 
youth,  they  find  their  views  considered  on  a  par 
with  older  men's  views.  That  is  why  James 
Layden  was  held  down  for  so  long  a  time.  :>; 
When  the  United  States  Government  formed 
the  Federal  Reserve  Banking  System,  this 
cashier  followed  the  plan  closely.  He  knew 
everything  about  it,  just  as  he  had  known 
everything  about  anything  he  ever  applied  him- 
self to.  On  business  trips  to  the  city  banks,  he 
discussed  the  system  with  the  big  men;  they 
were  astonished  to  find  such  a  man,  and  listen- 
ed eagerly  to  him.  After  many  a  heated  dis- 
cussion with  the  board  of  directors  of  his  bank, 
he  had  finally  convinced  them  that  membership 
in  the  Federal  Reserve  System  would  be  a  great 

help  to  them.    '■.■:■/':■'':'■'■'::  -^■'-/■';rr.'::  ■-:'^V';■■■■^■^:.^^■;^■- - 

At  last  the  boy's  great  aim  in  life  had  been 
realized;  his  word  carried  considerable  weight 
in  banking  circles.  His  own  bank  led  the  other 
banks  in  the  county  in  total  deposits;  the  direc- 
tors had  received  a  seventy-five  per  cent,  divi- 
dend all  on  account  of  the  efforts  of  James  Lay- 
den. ■  "■■  """'■'-".■" 

At  this  point  of  prosperity,  everything  seem- 
ed to  be  changed.  The  whole  country  was  in  a 
turmoil  on  account  of  the  World  War.  Peo- 
ple became  indifferent  to  those  things  which, 
had  made  life  dear  to  them.  The  government 
issued  Liberty  Bonds.  The  banks  throughout 
the  country  subscribed  as  well  as  the  people. 
The  bank  which  Layden  was  in  charge  of  sub- 
soribed  to  the  limit  of  their  means.  Some  oi 
the  directors  objected  to  this  form  of  investing, 
and  severely  reprimanded  the  young  patriotic 
cashier.  True  enough,  the  bank  tied  up  their 
money  and  brought  a  serious  loss  to  them  be- 
cause other  banks  and  big  investors  unloaded 
their  bonds  on  the  market,  thus  bringing  the 
price  of  them  considerably  below  par.  In  or- 
der to  get  money  to  keep  up  the  total  reserve 
in  the  Federal  Reserve  Bank  in  New  York, 
Layden  was  forced  to  sell  the  greater  part  of 
the  bank's  bonds — sad  to  relate — at  a  loss. 
The  directors  never  forgot  this  rash  deed  of 


his ;  consequently,  his  status  as  a  banker  began 
to  decline. 

To  make  matters  worse,  the  help  in  the  bank 
knew  of  Layden's  sorry  condition.  He  had 
never  been  extremely  popiilar  with  them  as  a 
boss;  now  that  he  was  looked  upon  by  the  di- 
rectors as  he  had  looked  upon  them,  they  re- 
fused to  co-operate  with  him  or  to  sympathize 
with  him.  A  heedles,  headless  blunder  of  the 
head  bookkeeper  was  the  cause  of  the  cashier 
being  severely  reprimanded  by  the  national 
bank  examiner.  It  seemed  as  though  every- 
thing and  everybody  was  against  him;  his 
nerves  being  strung  to  a  high  pitch  finally 
broke;  James  Layden  was  a  nervous  wreck. 
As  the  weeks  went  by  and  he  did  not  recover, 
the  directors  asked  him  to  resign.  This  was  the 
end.  The  boy  who  had  dreamed  of  being  a 
banker,  saw  his  dreams  shattered;  the  man  and 
banker  was  down  but  not  out.    ,  : 

After  resigning  from  the  bank,  he  returned 
to  his  father's  farm  and  friends.  Here  all  were 
in  sympathy  with  him;  all  knew  and  understood 
his  predicament;  all  tendered  to  him  the  milk 
of  human  kindness.  Two  months  at  home 
made  James  a  new  man.  The  color  returned 
to  his  cheeks;  he  became  as  cool  and  self-re- 
strained as  he  had  been  ten  years  previous.  He 
was  ready  for  work  again.  For  a  long  time  he 
had  the  idea  that  a  new  bank  or  even  an  in- 
vestment office  would  be  well  patronized  in 
town.  While  employed  at  the  bank,  of  course, 
the  thought  never  entered  his  head  to  start 
such  an  enterprise;  now  that  this  institution 
had  thrown  him  aside,  the  idea  nourished  by 
pride  compelled  him  to  put  it  into  effect. 

March  the  first  a  sign  appeared  in  town  on 
Main  street  in  the  building  opposite  the  bank. 
It  read  as  follows: 
Efficient    Service    in    Insurance,    Investments, 

•  and  Real  Estate. 

Phone  6i. 
:     ■       JAMES  LAYDEN     • 

Some  of  the  people  became  his  clients  that 
very  day.  The  second  of  March  more  came. 
At  the  end  of  the  month  he  had  engineered  sev- 
eral big  transactions  in  the  world  of  finance. 


.?-i4fci  JtiitAu-)..i..^-.i%.M*-«iJ.>,: :!  .'.i:l  '■'> : 


THE     V  I  LLANO  V  AN 


Now  that  there  was  no  board  of  direectors  to 
tell  him  what  to  do,  or  any  office' help  to  bother 
him,  he  was  free  to  judge  for  himself  and  act 
accoirdingly.  The  result  was  that  at  the  end  of 
a  year  he  had  built  up  a  business  which  rivaled 
that  of  the  bank.  However,  he  was  not  quite 
ready  for  what  he  considered  himself  bound  in 
consciousness  to  do,  namely,  to  pay  in  full  with 
interest  every  cent  of  the  money  which  he  had 
lost  by  dangerous  investing,  while  employed  at 
the  bank.  It  was  only  a  matter  of  a  few  years 
when  he  was  able  to  do  that  very  thing.    Tlie 


morning  he  presented  his  check  to  the  presi- 
dent of  the  bank  at  a  meeting  of  the  directors, 
they  didn't  know 'what  to  think,  or  say,  or  do— 
whether  to  take  it  or  not,  or  to  receive  it  for 
payment  of  some  shares  in  the  bank.  The  lat- 
ter course  was  voted  for  by  unanimous  con- 
sent of  all  the  direectors.  Layden  was  agree- 
able, and  then  and  there  became  one  of  the 
stockholders  of  the  bank.  One  of  the  direec- 
tors, congratulating  him,  said:  "Good  for. you, 
James!    A  man  may  be  down  but  never  out." 


A  f  nnr^ly  (Utttmtrt 


SINCE  the  good  old  days  of  faith  and  hero- 
ism, when  gallant  knights  and  ladies,  and 
even  royal  personages,  lightly  threw  aside  their 
golden  trappings  at  the  call  of  grace  to  betake 
themselves  to  monasteries  where  they  spent 
their  after  lives  in  the  service  of  God  and  their 
fellow-men,  there  have  been  few  instances  of 
such  renunciation  more  striking  than  that  of 
the  late  Prince  and  Duke  de  Landas  Berghes, 
St.  Winock  et  de  Raches — Rodolphe,  Francois, 
Edouard,  St.  Patrice,  Alphonse  de  Gramont- 
Hamilton  de  Lorraine  de  Bourgogne,  D.  D., 
LL.B.,  Ph.D.,  of  the  Hermit  Order  of  St.  Au- 
gustine, who  departed  this  life  at  Villanova, 
Pa.,  on  November   17,   1920. 

Besides  renouncing  so  many  titles  to  human 
greatness,  this  noble  convert  voluntarily  step- 
ped down  from  the  high  throne  of  ecclesiastical 
preferment  which  he  had  ascended,  not  by 
right  of  primogeniture,  but  by  the  democratic 
qualifications  of  personal  merit  and  fitness.  At 
the  time  of  his  conversion,  he  was  the  Metro- 
politan Archbishop  of  the  schismatical  sect 
known  as  Jansenists  of  "Old  Roman  Catho- 
lics," which  owes  its  origin  in  the  seventeenth 
century  to  Bishop  Janssens,  of  Ypres,  France, 
a  place  now  rendered  famous  by  the  late  world- 
war.  This  sect,  however,  has  few  followers, 
their  numbers  at  the  present  time  scarcely 
reaching    250,000    scattered    through    various 


parts  of  the  world,  but  chiefly  in  Holland.  The 
largest  branch,  which  is  in  the  United  States, 
is  estimated  to  have  about  120,000  adherents. 
Their  belief  and  practice  are  entirely  Catholic, 
with  the  exception  of  recognizing  the  Pope  as 
the  Supreme  Head  of  the  Church.  It  is  this 
want  of  submission  to  ecclesiastical  authority 
that  cuts  them  off  from  the  Church  of  Rome 
and  leaves  them  a  dying  branch  deriving  no  life 
or  vigor  from  the  parent  stock,  but  doomed  to 
ultimate  decay  and  death.  Such,  on  Dr.  Berg- 
hes' own  admission,  is  the  inevitable  fate  that 
awaits  the  Old  Roman  Catholics  whom,  after  his 
conversion,  he  strongly  urged  to  seek  a  recon- 
ciliation with  Rome,  and  thus  become  again 
united  to  the  center  and  ground  of  truth. 

His  connection  with  this  unfortunate  sect 
may  be  here  briefly  described.  Born  in  Naples, 
Italy,  on  November  i,  1873,  of  an  English 
mother,  he  was  taken  to  England  and  there 
reared  according  to  the  tenets  of  the  establish- 
ed Church.  Like  many  another  notable  con- 
vert, he  was  attracted  by  the  beauty  of  the  Ro- 
man ceremonial  and  joined  at  college  a  clique 
known  as  the  "Anglo-Catholics."  On  learning 
of  this  tendency,  his  mother  determined  to  turn 
him  aside  from  such  a  course  by  sending  him 
to  a  decidedly  Calvinistic  school  in  Paris.  But 
Protestantism  had  little  attraction  for  him,  and 
as  soon  as  he  matriculated  he  went  up  for  holy 


THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


orders  iij  the  English  Church.  Not  long  after 
his  ordination,  he  began  to  doubt  of  its  validity 
and  suffered  great  distress  of  mind  in  conse- 
quence. Wishing  to  ease  his  mind  .  on  this 
point,  he  took  a  step  nearer  to  Rome  by  join- 
ing the  Jansenists,  whose  orders,  it  was  con- 
ceded, though  irregular,  were  valid,  because  in 
conferring  them  they  had  always  strictly  ad- 
hered to  the  Roman  ritual. 

The  last  step  in  his  conversion  is  best  de- 
scribed in  his  own  simple  words:  "My  action 
was,  of  course,  inspired  by  faith.  Then,  too, 
my  experience  and  my  studies  had  taught  me 
the  necessity  for  a  centre  of  unity  and  a^  living 
interpreter  in  religion.  The  question  of  the 
validity  and  recognition  of  orders  was  import- 
ant also.  My  conversion  was  the  logical  con- 
sequence of  my  work — but  it  is  difBcult  to  de- 
fine clearly.  It  is  a  thing  that  grows,  a  process 
of  development  within  me.  My  submission  is 
complete  and  unqualifie'd.'" 

When  asked  immediately  after  his  conver- 
sion what  his  future  course  would  be,  he  re- 
plied: "I  shall  in  all  probability  enter  one  of 
the  great  active  religious  orders."  It  was  in 
conformity  with  this  plan  that,  notwithstanding 
his  mature  age  and  the  great  difificulty  of  ac- 
commodating himself  to  an  entirely  new  en- 
vironment at  that  time  of  life,  he  retired  to  Vil- 
lanova,  Pa.,  to  prepare  for  entrance  into  the 


Order  of  St.  Augustine,  the  Saint  of  his  predi- 
lection. He  was  received  on  March  eleventh, 
1926,  ^nd  entered  upon  his  difficult  novitiate 
with  all  the  ardor  and  enthusiasm  of  an  earnest 
beginner  in  the  school  of  the  true  Faith.  In 
the  same  spirit  of  submission  to  the  Divine 
Will,  in  humble  obedience  to  his  superiors  and 
in  gentle  converse  with  his  religious  brethren, 
he  placidly  passed  the  few  months  he  was  de- 
stined to  spend  upon  earth,  before  being  call- 
ed to  that  eternal  repose  of  which  his  beloved 
Patron  had  long  ago  said:  "Our  hearts,  O 
God,  can  never  rest  until  they  rest  in  Thee." 

Verily,  his  life,  as  he  said  of  himself,  was  a 
"succession  of  upward  steps,"  and  the  final 
one  was  taken  when  summoned  by  Divine 
Love,  he  passed  through  the  portals  of  death 
still  upwards,  let  us  hope,  to  the  very  throne  of 
grace  wdiere,  rejoicing  in  the  possession  of  the 
eternal  God  as  the  reward  of  his  recently  ac- 
quired faith,  he  realizes  as  never  before  that  in 
the  presence  of  the  King  of  kings  all  worldy 
titles  are  but  empty  baubles  and  that  only  "he 
who  humbleth  shall  be  exalted."  But  if  per- 
chance an  intermediate  step  should  be  taken, 
between  earth,  and  Heaven,  for  nothing  de- 
filed can  enter  there,  and  the  very  last  farth- 
ing must  be  paid,  let  us  breathe  for  his  soul  a 
fervent  Requiescat. 


WINTER  WITHOUT— MERRY  WITHIN 
(Horace,  Book  I,  Ode  IX.) 


The  snow  lies  deep  on  the  lofty  heights 
And  gleams  and  glistens  o'er  the  ground 

And  bends  the  burdened  limbs  of  trees, 

While  brooks  and  lakes  are  all  frost-bound. 


Drive  out  the  cold  and  on  the  hearth 
With  logs  prepare  a  roaring  fire; 

Bring  forth,  O  Host,  those  ancient  jars 
Of  generous  juice,  which  all  desire. 


Seek  not  to  know  the  morrow's  store, 
But  notice  well  when  Fortune  smiles; 
Spurn  not  your  youthful  loves  and  joys, 
Lest  gray  old  age  come  with  its  trials. 

By  J.  P»  Donovan 


8 


THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


A  iiartinmaB  iEUgjj 


{In  memory  of  the  Most  Reverend  Prince  Rodolphe  Augustine  de  Berghes,  Postulant  of  the 
Order  of  St.  Augustine,  Villanova  Monastery. 
Died  November  17,  1920). 


By  Emmet  A.  Flynn 


While  drear  November  spreads  its  saddened  skies 
And  sheds  upon  thy  grave  the  falling  tear, 

While  Nature  mourns,  with  us  to  sympathize, 
We  reverent  lay  these  honors  on  thy  bier. 


Oh,  who  shall  tell  how  darkling  was  the  night- 
How  perilous  the  journey  to  thy  home? 

Thy  soul  triumphant,  ever  true  to  light, 
Followed  the  clue  that  led  thee  on  to  Rome. 


Purple  and  gold  chrysanthemums  enwreathe  There  in  the  perfect  light  of  Perfect  Day 

Their  royal  emblems  of  thy  royal  race:  True  Catholic  Faith  her  pure  beams  spread  around: 

Thou  wert  a  prince  I  yet,  Heaven's  high  air  to  breathe,  No  darksome  doubts  perplex.  Peace  is  thy  wayj 

Thou  didst  renounce  earth's  honors  at  the  Throne  of  Grace!     In  Holy  Benedict,  Christ's  Vicar  hast  thou  found. 


Thou  wert  a  prince!  a  prince  of  royal  line 
Where  noblest  forebears  meet  in  long  array — 

Italian,  French,  Scotch,  English  race  combine 
To  tempt  thee  to  Earth's  kingdoms  and  their  sway. 

Thou  wert  a  prince!  a  prince  of  royal  blood — 
Kings'  castled   mountains   dwell  within  thy  name: 

The  Psalmist's  Mighty  Fortress  is   thy   God, 
And  to  thy  God  thou  didst  full  consecrate  thy  fame. 

Among  these  radiant  blooms  of  royal  hue 
Behold  the  violet   gentian   nestling  there  j 

For  violet  was  the  ensign  to  thee  due — 
Violet  the  bishop's  robe  thou  wert  assigned  to  wear. 

In  schism  this  churchly  dignity  thou  borest. 
In  schism  wert  thou  shepherd  of  thy  flock; 

Hence  from   thy   frame   schismatic  robes   thou  torest. 
For  they  thy  inner  cravings  seemed  to  mock, 

**Lead,  kindly  light!"  was  still  thy  hourly  prayer; 

And  all  the  little  light  vouchsafed  thy  way  '; 

Faithful  thou  followed  forth  with  heartfelt  care 

Until  thou  foundst  the  realm  of  Perfect  Day. 


In  St.  Augustine's  deep,  rich-treasured  thought, 
Thou  used  to  delve  as  in  some  precious  mine; 

Each  diamond,  ruby,  sapphire  thence  when  brought 
Was  hailed  by  thee  as  priceless  store  divine. 

As  a  religious,  humble  to  the  call. 
Along  the  path  of  peace  Augustine  trod, 

In  white  thou  walked  amid  the  cloistered  hall. 
And  duly  paid  each  service  to  thy  God, 

God  to  Himself  then  summoned  thee  not  late. 
Pleased  with  the  merit  of  thy  holy  day: 

'^Enter,  my  son.  Heaven's  High  Novitate, 
For  Earth's  probation  has  prepared  thy  way," 

Unsullied  lilies  white  we  hither  bring 

To  symbolize  thy  priestly  purity; 
The  laurel  green  shall  twine  our  offering — 

Emblem  of  thine  eternal  memory, 

O  now,  while  thou  hast  joined  the  glorious  throng 
That  round  the  throne  of  Jesus  sing  His  praise. 

Resplendent  in  the  whitest  robes  among 
The  fathers  of  the  Church  and  joy  to  sec  His  face. 


Whilst  thou  hold  holy  converse  with  loved  saints- 
Peter,  Augustine,  Chryostom,  Jerome — 

Thy  bright  example  to  our  fancy  paints 
The  bliss,  the  blessing  of  our  Heavenly  Home! 


THE.  VILLANOVAH 


lEum  tifp  CHrpat  Jail 

By  Stephen  F.  Lanen 


T>  Y  an  orderly  arranged  library  table,  on 
■*-*  which  rested  an  ornamental  electric 
lamp,  sat  James  Chesterton,  apparently  a  scion 
of  wealth  and  luxury. 

Opposite  him  stood  an  empty  chair.  This 
was  so  placed  that  the  rays  of  the  lamp  would 
fall  directly  upon  the  features  of  any  person 
seated  in  it.  Around  the  walls  of  the  room 
were  various  literary  productions,  both  scien- 
tific and  classical.  There  was  nothing  what- 
ever in  the  room  itself  to  indicate  that  James 
Chesterton  was  other  than  a  classical  man  of 
leisure  or  a  dilettante  in  science. 

To  gaze  at  his  rather  long  form  would  con- 
firm this  opiniion.  He  was  about  five  feet 
eleven  inches  tall,  and  weighed  one  hundred 
and  seventy  pounds.  His  long^,  wiry  frame 
seemed  to  give  a  hint  of  hidden  strength.  But 
to  look  into  the  eyes  of  James  Chesterton 
would  have  quickly  shown  that  their  possessor 
was  not  a  man  of  amateur  pursuits.  Sharp 
and  penetrating,  they  seemed  to  go  right 
through  a  person,  and  read  his  inmost  thoughts. 
For  indeed  James  Chesterton  was  a  private  de- 
tective of  no  little  afcility  and  reputation.  On 
several  occasions,  he  had  solved  apparently  the 
most  bafifling  mysteries.  He  prided  himself, 
moreover,  on  never  having  been  foiled  by  a 
false  chie. y''^,.  ■■':['.■'■-.■'■'"  '.: 

Into  the  privacy  of  this  solitude,  his  Japanese 
valet  entered,  bearing  on  a  tray  the  card  of 
John  Burril.  The  name  immediately  caused 
Cliesterton  to  have  his  caller  shown  in.  For 
John  Burril  was  a  retired  merchant,  who  was 
reputed  to  be  worth  millions.  No  doubt,  his  visit 
would  mean  a  handsome  fee.  Chesteton  arose 
with  a  smile  of  greeting  as  his  distinguished 
visitor  entered.  But  the  latter  took  no  notice 
of  this.  His  red,  perspiring  face  readily  an- 
nounced the  fact  that  he  was  in  a  great  state 
of  mental  agitation.     His  clothes,  which  were 


about  his  portly  person  in  a  ruffled   manner, 
also  betrayed  uneasiness  of  mind. 

John  Burril  needed  no  second  invitation  to 
state  his  business.  In  answer  to  a  question 
from  Qiesterton,  he  wildly  exclaimed:  "My 
daughter's  three  hundred  thousand  dollar  pearl 
necklace  is  gone!"  Hereupon  he  went  almost 
into  hysterics_,  so  great  was  his  emotion. 

When  he  had  calmed  down  sufficiently, 
Chesterton  heard  his  story,  which  in  sub- 
stance ran  as  follows: 

"Several  weeks  ago,  I  commissioned  an  im- 
porter of  jewels,  who  was  about  to  make  a  trip 
to  Europe,  to  procure  for  me  a  valuable  pearl 
necklace,  which  I  intended  to  present  to  my 
daughter,  Mary.  The  name  of  this  buyer  I 
need  n'ot  mention.  Suffice  it  to  know  that  he 
is  entirely  trustworthy." 

At  this   Chesterton  bowed  his  acquiescence. 

"Well,"  continued  Mr.  Burril,  "the  jewels 
were  purchased,  and  in  due  time  delivered  to 
me.  This  morning  I  gave  the  necklace  to  my 
daughter,  who  went  to  her  room  to  try  it  on. 
Having  admired  the  effect  of  the  new  necklace 
sufficiently,  my  daughter  changed  her  clothes 
for  dinner,  and  descended  to  the  dining-room. 
Meanwhile,  her  maid  put  away  her  discarded 
garments.  An  hour  later,  when  my  daughter 
thought  of  her  pearls,  she  could  not  find  them 
anywhere.  We  searched  every  imaginable 
place,  questioned  the  servants,  but  all  to  no 
avail.  Now,  it  was  impossible  for  any  one  to 
enter  the  house  from  the  outside  unobserved, 
as  all  the  windows  were  fastened,  and  all  the 
doors  bolted  but  one.  However,  I  was  reluct- 
ant to  call  in  the  police,  and  thus  bring  upon 
myself  and  my  family  unpleasant  notoriety.  So 
I  decided  to  come  and  see  you,  Mr.  Chester- 
ton." With  these  words,  John  Burril  conclud- 
ed his  recital.  ;     :    :: 

Chesterton  then  asked  John    Burril    a    few 


lo 


THE    V  tLLANOV  AN 


questions,  after  which  the  latter  departed,  but 
not  before  Chesterton  had  promised  to  give  the 
matter  his  deepest  thoug-ht  and  attention.  It 
was  a  singularity  of  Chesterton's  never  to 
work  upon  a  case,  without  first  having  thor- 
oughly examined  the  circumstances  already 
known  to  him.  It  took  but  little  effort  for  him 
to  determine  that  the  robbery  was  committed 
by  an  employee  of  Burril's.  i  He  concluded  that 
this  person,  to  avoid  suspicion^  would  stay  at 
his  •  or  her  present  position  for  some  time. 
Hence,  he  decided  not  to  visit  the  scene  of  the 
robbery  until  the  next  day. 

The  following  morning  found  James  Ches- 
teerton  at  the  home  of  John  Burril.  In  his 
usual  penetrating  manner,  he  first  questioned 
Mary  Burril.  Her  story  differed  in  no  detail 
from  that  which  he  had  already  heard  from  her 
father.  Next  in  order  came  the  servants.  With 
the  exception  of  one  all  cleared  themselves  sat- 
isfactorily in  his  eyes.  This  one  Marie  Made- 
Ion,  the  daughter's  French  maid,  was  an  un- 
usually attractive  young  lady.  Her  beautiful, 
rosy  face  nicely  topped  off  her  graceful 
figure.  Yet  there  was  something  about  her 
which  aroused  Chesterton's  suspicions.  It 
was  nothing  that  she  said,  but  rather  some- 
thing which  she  seemed  to  wish  to  conceal. 
Without  making  her  aware  of  his, suspicions, 
he  dismissed  her.   ;     :  ' 

When  she  had  left  the  room,  Qiesterton  call- 
ed John  Burril,  and  inquired  concerning  her 
past.  "I  know  nothing  about  her,  though  she 
came  with  exceelent  references/'  answered 
Burril.  "Which  are  easily  obtained,"  comment- 
ed Chesterton.  And  in  his  mind,  he  deter- 
mined to  watch  her  actions  thereafter. 

That  night,  in  the  shadow  of  a  portal  of 
John  Burril's  house,  Chesterton  took  up  his 
vigil.  At  about  eleven  o'clock,  as  he  was  be- 
ginning to  tire  of  his  watch,  but  was  none  the 
less  determined  to  peirsevere,  he  became  aware 
of  a  swishing  movement  upon  the  piazza.  In 
a  moment  he  detected  the  sound  to  come  from 
the  location  of  the  rear  door  of  the  house. 
Qoser  he  hung  to  his  shadow,  lest  he  should 
be  seen.     In  a  few  minutes,  a  form  stealthily 


passed  within  an  arm's  reach  of  him.  Scarcely 
breathing,  he  watched  it  approach  to  a  nearby 
tree.  His  first  impulse  was  to  immediately 
seize  the  form,  which  he  now  knew  "was  that 
of  a  woman.  But  he  decided  to  await  develop- 
ments. After  a  minute's  feverish  clawing  at 
the  earth,  the  woman  stooped  lower  and  took 
an  object  from  the  ground.  This  was  a  signal 
to  Chesterton  to  speedily  reach  her  side,  and 
grasp  her,  then  to  force  her  struggling  and 
crying  wildly  into  the  house. 

Here  h.e  was  met  by  Burril,  who  rushed  to 
him  in  great  alarm.  "Here  is  the  thief,"  said 
Chesterton.  Then  Burril  understood  what  the 
commotion  meant.  With  a  smile,  he  motioned 
to  Chesterton  to  free  the  maid. 

Then  John  Burril  drew  from  his  pocket  a 
beautiful  necklace,/ .,':t'-/--.:''  '■^■■■■y':'/'}\:---:. ?■'■■:■. --i:^': 

"My  daughter,"  explained  Mr.  Burril,  "while 
putting  on  her  slippers,  felt  something  hard  in 
her  shoe.  Putting  her  hand  into  it,  she  drew 
out— -the  pearl  necklace!  Yes,  the  anxiously 
searched  for  pearl  necklace  was  found  in  its 
innocent  hiding  place!  It  must  have  fallen  un- 
noticed into  the  shoe  that  was  put  away  by  the 
maid."  i 

"But  how  about  the  actions  of  this  girl  "  de- 
manded Chesterton,  unwilling  to  have  his 
theories  shattered. 

Then  for  the  first  time,  the  frightened  maid 
spoke.  She  feared  to  lose  her  position,  unless 
she  satisfactorily  explained  her  doings.  So  she 
decided  to  tell  the  truth. 

"On  my  finger,"  she  began,  "is  a  wart.  I 
wished  to  rid  myself  of  it.  Having  read  a  rem- 
edy in  a  newspaper,  I  determined  to  try  it.  I 
took  a  piece  of  beefsteak,  rubbed  it  on  the 
wart,  and  buried  it  in  the  ground.  I  left  it 
there  two  days.  To-night  I  intended  to  dig  it 
up  and  burn  it,  while  at  the  same  time  my  wart 
was  supposed  to  disappear.  You  may  well 
imagine  T  did  not  wish  to  be  seen.  So  I  went 
out  in  the  dark.  The  first  thing  I  knew  I  was 
roughly  seized,  and  here  I  am." 

As  the  maid  finished  her  explanation,  the 
great  Chesterton  suddenly  felt  a  strong  desire 
for  fresh  air — a  desire  that  he  speedily  realized. 


-i  i  -■.,  ^ly- 


THE     VILLA  NOVAN 


II 


Adapted  from  Charles  Lamb's  "A  Chapter  On  Ears" 
By  Theodore  L.  Reimel 


T     HAVE  no  hand. 

*  Undoubtedly,  you  will  mistake  me.  Do 
not,  in  the  least,  think  that  I  am  destitute  of 
those  manipulators  by  birth. 

I  am,  I  think,  neither  delicately  nor  copious- 
ly provided  with  those  obtrusives.  Because  of 
this,  however,  I  do  not  envy  others  who'  are 
gifted  wdth  the  use  of  those  indispensable  parts 
of  the  human  anatomy  in  the  many  ways  in 
which  they  can  be  used.  ;  ;  v 

When,  therefore,  I  say  that  I  have  no  hand 
you  will  understand  me  to   mean — for  needlc- 

zvork.     ,.  ^'':-  ■■\^-V:;}-:^;-^-:'"--'":\---'^  ■:/;■'■.■■'- : 

To  say  that  in  many  cases  I  have  stubborn- 
ly glanced  at  the  undone  and  the  needle  at 
varying  intervals  of  time  would  be  accusing 
myself  unjustly. 

Wlien  personal  necessity  requires  the  skill  of 
needlework,  which  I  have  not  developed,  I  con- 
template my  ignorance  which  sometimes 
creates  in  me  a  desire  to  drink  at  the  Lethe, 
although  I  have  never  been  so  destitute  as  to 
become  a  subject  of  Hela. 

There  are,  among  my  friends,  several  won- 
derful needle  workers,  of  which  I  do  not  hesi- 
tate to  mention  the  Misses  Johnson  and  Worth- 
ington,  who  rightfully  merit  the  appellation. 

Since  I  have  been  sewing  buttons  on  my  ap- 
parel in  a  solitary  corner  of  my  "pensive  cita- 
del" to  which  I,  a  student  am  confined,  I  am 
I  think,  sentimentally  disposed  to  sewing,  yet 
organically  I  am  incapable  of  doing  it  neatly. 
Although  I  have  been  practising  for  some  time, 
criticism  of  my  work  is  frequently  severe.  But 
"hath,  the  loyalty  of  Elia  never  been  impeached." 

I  am  inclined  to  think  that  I  have  within  me 
an  undeveloped  faculty  for  sewing,  for  fre- 
quently I  have  done  work  of  which  I  was  un- 


conscious and  my  friends  thought  that  it  had 
been  done  by  some  one  experienced. 

Scientifically  I  was  never  able  to  understand 
what  a  stitch  is;  or  to  distinguish  the  difference 
between  knitting  and  crocheting;  or  between 
stitching  and  darning,  although  I  have  occasi- 
onally hemmed  and  hawed.  While  I  profess  my 
ignorance  I  scarcely  know  what  to  say  I  am 
ignorant  of.  I  do  not,  however,  wish  to  make 
of  myself  a  Sciolist  or  a  Kant. 

I  do  not  doubt  but  that  even  with  my  unde- 
veloped faculty  for  needlework  I  may  be  as 
proficient  as  a  sepoy  when  necessity  demands 
it  of  me.  It  seems  as  though  I  am  not  able  to 
control  my  awkward  fingers  so  that  they  might 
become  more  flexible  and  movable  and  in  the 
dainty  manner  which  the  art  in  its  perfection 
requires.     This  is  my  main  detriment. 

Sometimes  I  will  sit  in  all  earnestness  to  com- 
plete the  task  of  sewing  a  name  slip  or  a  button 
on  a  shirt  when  I  will,  but  after  a  few  seconds 
arise  in  such  haste  as  though  I  were  a  mad- 
man and  I  wilt  thrust  the  article  into  one  of  the 
solitary  corners  of  my  room  and  there  aban- 
don it  for  some  hours. 

Again,  I  will  take  up  the  article  and  sitting 
with  it  before  me,  at  times  which  I  would  not  be 
more  envious  to  what  was  before  me,  even  if  it 
be  Mephistopheles  himself.  I  will,  with  this 
sentiment,  begin;  but  if  I  hear  music,  especially 
/fl-crr,  my  fingers  refuse  to  move  with  the  deli- 
cate instrument. 

Again,  I  will,  after  going  on  board  of  almost 
any  trolley  car,  proceed  to  a  seat;  and  looking 
around  and  even  sometimes  before  me,  I  find 
some  who  are  knitting  od-  crocheting  and  with 
their  minds  on  their  delicate  work.  While  I 
dote  on  such,  persons,  it  nearly  sets  me  frantic, 


-^ 


12 


THE     V  I  LLANOV  AN 


and  I  do  not  doubt  but  that  sometimes  I  make 
myself  bizarre  to  the  other  passengers  by  do- 
ing so. 

Again^  T  will  see  a  young  girl  who  is  trying 
to  knit  a  little  cap  for  herself,  and  I  judge  that 
from  the  way  she  is  looking  at  her  instruments 
she  is  ignorant  of  the  art.  Knowing  that  she  is 
probably  on  the  same  level  of  development  in 
that  art  as  I,  I  feel  as  though  I  should  like  to 
sympathize  with  her. 


Although  I  imagine  that  my  attempt  to  learn 
the  art  of  needlework  to  perfection,  to  be  able, 
to  handle  the  instruments  with  the  delicacy  that 
is  required,  and  to  have  entire  control  over  my 
fingers  is  in  vain.  I  do  not,  however,  imagine 
that  this  art  in  which  I  am  uneducated  will 
make  a  noticeable  angle  in  the  character  of  my- 
self.   Abeunt  studia  in  Mores. 

Ovid.  XV  83 
— Hervoides. 


By  Clement  J.  Dwyer 


■pi  ESCRIPTIO'N  is  that  form  of  discourse 
A^  which  has  for  its  purpose  the  formation 
of  an  image,  whether  of  a  person  or  of  a  thing, 
in  the  mind  of  the  reader  or  hearer,  as  it  ap- 
pears to  the  writer.  It  is  profitable  to  dis- 
tinguish the  method  of  verbal  description  from 
the  material  means  of  the  plastic  arts — painting 
and  sculpture,  which  have  concrete  space  liter- 
ally at  their  command.  We  readily  recognize 
the  fact  that  language  can  rival  neither  paint- 
ing in  the  portrayal  of  color  nor  sculpture  m 
the  presentation  of  form.  Nevertheless,  verbal 
description  has  many  advantages  over  plastic 
art.  Painting  and  sculpture  appeal  directly  to 
the  physical  eye  alone.  Only  by  suggestion  can 
they  indicate  more  than  a  single  moment  of 
time — or  represent  motion,  sound,  odor,  taste, 
or  appeal  to  the  imagination.  What  the  plastic 
arts  suggest,  language  can  fully  recount.  Words 
succeed  each  other  in  time;  form  and  color  lie 
side  by  side  in  space.  Words  are,  therefore, 
especially  fitted  to  represent  movement;  form 
and  color  to  represent  rest.  , 

Of  verbal  description,  there  are  two  kinds: 
scientific  description,  which  aims  at  giving  in- 
formation to  the  reader's  understanding;  artis- 
tic description,  which  endeavors  to  create  a 
lifelike  illusion  upon  the  reader's  imagination. 
Both,  are  based  on  observation.  Scientific 
description  is  evidently  so,  for  its  source  and 
end    are    observation — and    observation    only. 


But  Wordsworth's  celebrated  dictum  that  the 
poet  must  keep  his  "eye  on  the  object,"  shows 
that  poetic  description,  too,  has  its  source;  in 
observation,  though  its  end  is  illusion  of  the 
imagination,  in  order  to  affect  the  feelings. 

As  the  purpose  of  scientific  description  is  to 
convey  information,  this  kind  of  description  is 
more  in  nature  of  exposition.  It  aims  at 
completeness  of  detail,  as  the  partition  of  an 
automobile  or  the  mechanism  of  a  steam  engine. 

Care  should  be  taken  that  the  method  used 
be  in  harmony  with  the  reader's  mind.  Most 
descriptions  start  with  what  is  most  charac- 
teristic of  the  species,  and  proceed  in  the  order 
most  familiar  to  the  specialist.  But  all  are  not 
specialists,  and  those  who  are  not  must  have 
the  form  of  description  suitable  to  their  minds. 
Such  a  description  should  begin  with  a  general 
impression  and  that  peculiarity  which  first 
strikes  an  untrained  eye  and  then  proceed  with 
particulars  in  the  order  adapted  to  an  untrained 
mind.  Although  we  may  write  a  description 
while  we  are  looking  at  the  object,  it  is  fre- 
quently convenient  to  do  the  writing,  when  the 
object  is  not  visible  or  at  hand.  In  this  case  we 
describe  our  mental  image  of  the  object;  and 
this  should  stand  out  clearly  if  our  description  is 
to  be  accurate. 

The  purpose  of  artistic  description  is  more 
than  merely  giving  information  about  an  ob- 
ject.    It  is  to  affect  the  imagination,  to  give 


'  THE     V  I  LLANO  VAN 


13 


pleasure,  and  to  do  more  than  is  done  in  paint- 
ing and  sculpture;  that  is,  it  should  set  forth 
motion,  sound  and  sensations  definitely,  and 
hot  have  them  suggested.  The  imagination 
plays  an  important  part  in  writing  artistic 
descriptions.  Artistic  descriptions,  if  distin- 
guished in  method,  may  be  called  suggestive. 
While  a  painter  would  show  us  the  color  or 
form  of  a  flower,  an  author  enables  us  to  feel  its 
beauty.    Shakespeare  points  this  out  in  his 

"Daifodils 
That  come  before  the  swallow  dares  and  take 
The  winds  of  March  with  beauty." 
And  Keats  in  his 

"Moving  waters  at  their  priest-like  task 

Of  cold  ablution  round  Earth's  human  shores." 

In  painting,  says  Burke,  "We  may  represent 
any  fine  figure  we  please;  but  we  never  can 
give  it  those  enlivening  touches,  which  it  may 
receive  from  words."  "We  yield  to  sympathy 
wh'at  we  refuse  to  description."  In  the  last  quo- 
tation Burke  suggests  a  characteristic  of  de- 
scriptive writing.  This  characteristic  is  "emo- 
tion." The  author  claims  that  for  vague  emo- 
tion the  approriate  vehicle  is  music.  The  two 
fundamentals  of  poetry  are  images  and  senti- 
ments. Sentiments  equals  thought  interpe- 
trated  by  feeling.  This  would  lead  one  to  be- 
lieve that  Burke  is  right. 

Her  little  face  is  like  a  walnut  shell 
With  wrinkling  lines ;  her  soft,  hair  adorns 
Her  either  brow  in  quaint,  straight  c"rls,  like  horns." 
Wm.  Ernest  Henley:  In  Hospital  Visitor. 

"The  curfew  tolls  the  knell  of  parting  day, 
The  lowing  herd  wind  slowy  O'er  the  lea. 

The  plowman  homeward  plods  his  weary  way, 
And  leaves  the  world  to  darkness  and  to  me." 
Gray's  Elegy  in  a  Country  Churchyard* 

If  the  principles  that  apply  to  descriptive 
writing  have  been  correctly  set  forth,  two 
things  are  obvious.  The  first  is  that  the  writer 
should  not  expect  more  from  language  than  it 
has.  Secondly  that  the  writer  should  use  to 
their  full  extent  the  advantages,  which  language 


possesses  over  the  other  arts.  A  means  of  at- 
taining this  end  would  be  by  mentioning  a  few 
telling  characteristics.     For  example: 

"The  anijnal  he  bestrode  was  a  broken-down 
plough-horse,  that  had  outlived  almost  every- 
thing but  viciousness.  He  was  gaunt  and 
shagged,  with  an  ewe  neck  and  a  head  like  a 
hammer;  his  rusty  mane  and  tail  were  tangled 
and  knotted  with  burns ;  one  eye  had  lost  its 
pupil,  and  was  glaring  and  spectral,  but  the 
other  had  the  gleam  of  a  genuine  devil  in  it." — 

Irving:  The  Sketch  Book;  The  Legend  of  Sleepy 
Hollow. 

Another  means  of  presenting  telling  char- 
acteristics would  be  by  adding  a  happy  phrase, 
which  the  reader  would  carry  away  with  them; 
or  when  the  phrase  takes  the  form  of  a  com- 
parison, a  single  word,  if  it  brings  the  circum- 
stances to  the  reader's  mind  immediately.  Then, 
words  that  express  motion  will  give  life  to  a 
description.  An  excellent  method  of  giving  life 
to  a  description  is  tO'  write  it  in  narrative  form. 
Homer  used  this  method  extensively.  Schiller 
in  the  "Song  of  the  Bell,"  'Longfellow,  in  "The 
Building  of  the  Ship;"  Rudyard  Kipling's  "City 
of  Dreadful  Night"  are  all  examples  and  ex- 
emplars of  description  in  narrative  form.  The 
question  might  arise  whether  composition  of 
this  kind  would  be  properly  called  description 
or  narration.  This  will  be  more  or  less  up  to 
the  reader  to  decide.  He  can  judge  whether 
the  purpose  of  the  writer  is  to  present  a  person 
or  scene  to  his  imagination;  or  whether  the 
writer  wishes  to  present  acts  or  events.  If  it 
is  the  first  case  the  composition  will  be  proper- 
ly called  description,  if  the  latter  case  it  will  be 
properly  called  narration.         ; 

Thus  we  have  seen  two  divisions  of  descrip- 
tion, namely,  "Scientific"  and  "Artistic." 
Which  one  plays  the  higher  part  in  their  use  to 
man  would  be  a  difficult  question  to  solve. 
Both  taken  at  their  own  value  are  invaluable  to 
man.  ■' 


Vol.  V 


DECEMBER,  19520 


No.  2 


iEditoml  ^anth 


EJiitor-in-ailjirf 

JOHN  J.   MAGTTIRE,    '21 


AsBiatant  Ebitar 

GERALD  D.  LYONS,  '23 


Alumnt 
MATTHEW  LYNCH,   '23 


JOHN  P.  DONOVAN.    '22 


AU'RED   F.   KANE,    '21 


fttaflf  ArtJatH 
AUGUSTIN  DE  LA  BABRA,  '21 
WILLIAM  CRANSTON,  JR..    '24 


l^pUntrra  <iioUtgt  Natra 

AUGUSTINE  DE  LA   BARRA,    '21   WILLIAM  A.    O'LEARY.    '22 

CHARLES  A.   CALLANAN,    '23 


3Farnlti|  Sirfttnr 
REV.  JOSEPH  E.  HYSON,  0.  S.  A. 


Eitrrarii  Aimiarr 
CHARLES  M.  MAGEE,  PH.  D. 


1BuBttt(00  ;ffiana9i?r 

EDWARD  A.  McKENNA.  '23 


Aliurrti0{ng 

WILLIAM  QUINN,    '23 
EDWARD  DIGNAM.    '24 
JAMES  PURCELL,   '24. 


CO^irrutation 

CHARLES  J.  McCLERNAN,    '22 
RAMON  ABECHABALA,   '23 
JAMES  P.  BARRETT,  '24 


lEJittoml 


CHRISTMAS  MESSAGE 


TO  all  our  friends — and  they  are  loyal  ones — 
The  Villanovan  carries  the  old  but  ever 
welcome  salutation  "Merry  Christmas." 

"Christmas!"  what  fond  memories  that  magic 
word  starts  surging-  and  lapping  over  even  the 
most  desolate  sands  on  the  dim  shores  of  the 
past.  We  close  our  eyes  and  on  memories' 
wings  fly  back  to  the  hallowed  days  of  child- 
hood. We  recall  the  sleepless  Christmas  Eves 
when  we  impatiently  counted  the  hours  as  the 
old  clock  solemnly  announced  them.  Each  hour 
was  an  age;  but  at  last  the  morning  dawned 
and  we  scampered  down  to  inspect  our  stock- 
ings.    Oh,  happy  moments!  , 

How  we  chuckled  over  that  shining  sled;  that 
flax-haired  dolly.  How  wc  devoured  that  ada- 
mantine colored  candy.  The  day  passed  bliss- 
fully and  night  fell.  We  sorrowed  to  see  it  go, 
A  year  we  had  waited  and  now  it  was  gone. 


That  childhood  experience  was  a  foretaste  of 
life.  Years  of  longing  and  planning.  The  goal 
is  reached  and  the  glamour  is  faded.  Ah,  they 
were  the  happy  days.  But  they  are  gone,  never 
to  return. 

So  we  look  forward  to  the  future.  Then  our 
Christmas  was  not  the  real  Christmas.  It  was 
built  around  an  illusion.  When  the  illusion 
was  dispelled  our  views  were  changed.  To  us 
Christmas  was  a  time  to  eat,  a  time  to  play; 
the  real  meaning  of  Christmas  never  occurred 
to  us,  or  if  it  did  was  promptly  lost  in  the 
careless  joy  of  childhood. 

The  world  today  has  built  its  Christmas 
around  an  illusion.  Go  into  the  streets  of  the 
cities  during  this  time  of  Advent.  Are  the 
hurrying  throngs  preparing  for  the  real  Christ- 
mas or  the  illusion?  Th.ey  are  rushing  breath- 
lessly hither  and  thither  through  busy  marts 


THE     VILLA  NO  VAN 


15 


displaying  brilliant  holiday  attractions. 
Prompted  by  a  big-  Heart  and  by  warm,  good 
nature,  but  looking  only  to  the  material  side 
of  the  sacred  festival. 

The  day  itself  comes.  It  is  the  birthday  of 
the  world's  Redeemer ;  a  day  of  religious  observ- 
ance; a  day  when  tha  infant  Saviour  should 
come  into  our  lives ;  a  day  when  we  must  be 
"men  of  good  will"  or  Christmas  for  us  is  a 
failure.    ,,\  ,;;.  ;::v- ;•..,-: -V --.;,./:..;/:;,/.  ^■^■;:-';.;\;: 

What  right  have  people  to  piit  on  the  Christ- 
ian spirit  when  they  reject  the  central  idea  of 
that  day.  They  give  presents,  receive  presents; 
they  eat,  drink,  visit  and  indulge  in  all  manner 
of  amusement,  but  they  absolutely  forget 
Christ.  They  never  enter  a  church,  they  never 
even  think  of  the  Babe  of  Bethlehem. 

What  right  have  such  men  to  claim  a  share 


in  the  joys  of  Christmas.  They  are  imposters. 
They  participate  in  its  pleasures  and  turn  their 
back  on  Christ  and  reject  the  obligatipiis  of 
this  holiday,    v^'  '■■'■  '■ '  V'''''\;'-. 

Let  the  world  rejoice  and  make  merry,  biit 
at  the  same  time  let  it  go  back  and  take  on 
the  obligations  of  Christmas. 

We  claim  to  be  a  Christian  country,-  btit  we 
are  not  half-Christian.  We  long  to  bring  the 
knowledge  of  Christ  to  the  pagan  hosts  of  the 
Orient.  But  many,  in  reality,  have  as  little 
practical  knowledge  of  Christ  and  His  Teach- 
ings as  any  Bushman  in  the  Antipodes.  They 
are  modern  civilized  pagans^  who  reap  the  bene- 
fits of  Christianity  and  reject  Christ.  Let  the 
world  go  back  to  Him;  back  to  the  Babe  of 
Bethlehem,  or  stop  parading  under  the  banner 
of  this  great  Christian  Birthday. 


PEACE  ON  EARTH 

"And  everybody  praised  the  Duke 
Who  this  great  fight  did  win. 

But  what  good  came  of  it  at  last? 
Quoth  little  Peterkin. 

Why  that  I  cannot  tell,  said  he, 
But  'twas  a  famous  victory." 


rpHE  above  lines  which  Southey,  in  1805,  P^-^t 
■'■  into  the  mouth,  of  Old  Kaspar  in  his 
notable  poem,  "The  Battle  of  Blenheim"  are 
none  the  less  applicable  to  the  state  of  affairs 
today.    ;;.■;..  ■:■:/^ /■■.;/■,..,■■■.;.:;,,■.■■■...■;■-;■  ^■■ 

The  great  European  struggle  which  was 
brought  to  a  halt  two  years  ago  by  the  signing 
of  the  armistice  was  indeed  a  famous  victory 
for  the  Allies.  But  what  great  good  has  come 
of  it,  so  far,  to  our  own  glorious  country  which 
contributed  so  nobly  and  to  such  a  great  ex- 
tent in  men,  muntions  and  money? 

While  this  great  conflict  was  raging,  we 
heard  a  great  deal  about  "making  the  world  a 
fit  place  to  live  in"  and  other  trite  phrases  which 
appealed  to  our  nobler  instincts.        :,:        ! 

America  entered  the  war  as  a  matter  of  prin- 
ciple, and  rightly  so.  We  could  not  stand  idly 
by  and  see  innocent  men  and  women  slaught- 
ered because  a  powerful  nation,  on  the  other 
side  of  the  water,  chose  to  ignore  all  standards 


of  ethics  except  her  own.  We  could  not  re- 
main neutral  while  this  same  greedy  nation  was 
shattering  our  ideals  and  defying,  even  taunt- 
ing us  day  by  day  with  one  atrocity  after  an- 
other.        .......0    ■^':  :;:.■,./,:.-'  V-. ■■,;.■,.■■■   ;..r  .:.';. 

The  pride  of  our  fathers  rose  up  within  tis, 
and  this  great  nation  entered  the  war  in  answer 
to  the  call  of  humanity. 

But  why  was  it  necessary  for  the  flower  of 
American  youth  to  go  forth  to  the  inevitable 
privations,  intense  sufferings,  and,  aye, — to 
give  their  very  lives,  that  humanity  might  be 
kept  free  from  the  heavy  hand  of  oppression? 

What  made  it  possible  for  one  nation,  with 
its  doctrines  of  imperialism  and  its  theory  of 
the  development  of  the  superman,  to  defy  prac- 
tically the  whole  world  in  these  days  of  boasted 
superior  civilization? 

You  will  remember  the  heroic  attempts  of 
our  administration  to  stave  off  the  inevitable. 
You  will  recall,  also  the  spirit  with  which  the 


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THE    ViLLAMOV  AM 


people  acepted  the.  "call  to  afms"  when  war 
.  was  finally  declared  because  all  attempts  to 
reason  with  Germany  had  been  futile.  ^' 

We  are  all  familiar  with  the  adage  that  "the 
pen  is  mightier  than  the  sword."  Is  this,  then, 
only  a  fallacy?  Did  the  sword  really  accomplish 
what  the  pen  failed  to  do  ? 

Emphatically,  no ! 

With  the  exception  of  a  few  revolutionary 
factors  in  Europe,  the  warring-  nations  have 
long  since  ceased  hostilities,  but  the  actual  sign- 
ing of  the  Treaty  of  Peace,  unequivocally  a 
w^ork  of  the  pen,  is  yet  to  be  accomplished. 

A  lasting  peace  is  being  sought,  and  the 
proposition  is  proving  a  difficult  one.  The  re- 
cent presidential  election  was  fought  over  that 
principle,  and  in  the  final  analysis,  both  major 
candidates,  the  one  successful,  and  the  other 
unsuccessful  conceded  the  fact  that  an  asso- 
ciation of  all  nations  was  desirable,  and,  more- 
over, expedient. 

Passing  over  the  merits  of  the  proposed 
League  of  Nations  now  in  actual  session  at 
Geneva,  we  must  admit  the  desirability  of  a 
powerful,  binding,  and  influential  League  of 
some  sort.  A  combine  of  nations  must  needs 
be  so  powerful  as  to  preclude  all  possibilities  of 
any  such  domineering  tactics  of  any  nation, 
or  group  of  nations,  however  powerful,  which 
would  be  detrimental  to  the  world  at  large,  thai; 


is,  to  humanity.  It  should  pteclude  the  possi- 
bility of  oppression,  and  it  should,  and  must, 
obviate  the  necessity  for  future  Wars,  with,  their 
contingent  drains  upon  the  lif^,  property  and 
vitality  of  civilizatioh.       v^  >  ;; 

To  establish  a  league  of  this  sort  iS  iio  simple 
matter,  and  a  slip-shod,  haphazard  formation 
of  powerful  nations  Will  not  sufifide*  Politics 
should  not  enter  int6  the  cjuestioii.  It  is  a 
problem  for  experts  on  international  affairs. 

The  work  of  the  Master  Pen  mUst  triumph 
oyer  the  bloody  sword  of  Mars. 

If  this  great  war  is  not  to  have  been  fought 
in  vain,-^— if  we  are  not  to  be  derelict  of  our 
purpose,-— if  we  are  not  to  be  traitors  to  those 
silent  heroes  who  have  passed  from  this  world, 
but  who  shall  ever  live  in  our  memories, — then, 
by  all  means,  let  us  have  Peace.  Let  us  have  a 
lasting  Peace,  an  everlasting  Peace,  and  a 
Peace  which  our  soldier  heroes  would  heartily 
endorse.''  ./■.:■'■  ,y,r:-^. ■■:■■:': ^■■■\.i 

Then,  patient  reader,  if  little  Peterkin  should 
once  more  ask  that  simple  question,  let  us  be 
able  to  point  with  pride  to  the  work  of  a  pen 
and  the  blackest  of  ink,  which  no  blood-be- 
smirched sword  can  disgrace,  and  let  Peterkin 
read  aloud  that  sublime  utterance  from  the 
mouth  of  our  Creator.  'TEACE  QN  EARTH* 
TO  MEN  OF  GOOD  WILL." 


ALUMNiHALL 


THE     VILLA  NOVAM 


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THEODORE  MAYNARD 

On  Thursday  evening,  November  4,  Theo- 
dore Maynard,  the  eminent  poet  and  novchst 
dehvered  a  lecture  in  the  auditorium.  Mr.  May- 
nard's  subject  was  the  "Imminent  Break-up  of 
Civihzation."  While  this  "break-up,"'  as  the 
lecturer  termed  it,  is  imminent,  Mr.  Maynard 
said  it  is  not  inevitable. 

Dliring  this  discourse,  th^  speaker  brought 
out  the  point  that  there  was  a  threatening 
wave  of  BolsheviSrh  spreading  itself  over  the 
entire  World.  A  great  deal  of  this  is  due  to 
ffllse  doctriiies  of  philosophy  and  false  inter- 
pretation of  established  doctrines. 

Representative  government,  especially  in 
England,  with  which  Mr.  Maynard  is  more 
familiar,  is  becoming  a  mere  shell  for  groups 
of  men  who  do  not  represent  the  people,  and 
are  exerting  powerful  influences  in  framing 
codes  for  future  procedure  of  the  government. 

As  a  remedial  policy,  he  recommends  a  re- 
turn to  something  akin  to  the  old  Trades  Guild 
to  take  the  place  of  the  present  Labor  Unions. 
The  members  of  these  guilds  entered  as  ap- 
prentices and  were  bound  out  for  a  certain 
period. 

In  order  to  remain  in  good  standing,  a  work- 
man was  obliged  to  become  an  artist  at  his 
trade,  and  there  was  a  great  deal  of  pride  in 
the  work  turned  out  under  the  guidance  of 
these  guilds. 

Radical  changes  in  the  form  of  government, 
in  order  to  make  them  more  truly  representa- 
tive, were  strongly  advocated  by  the  lecturer. 


Ml*.  Maynard's  discourse  was  extremely  in- 
teresting and  worthy  of  considerable  thought. 
The  lecture  was  held  under  the  auspices  of  the 
Senior  Class. 


APPOINTMENTS 
Father  DriscoII's  New  Honor 

Villanova  was  highly  honored  again  by  the 
recent  appointment  of  President  Francis  A. 
Driscoll,  O.S.A.,  to  the  College  Council,  which 
investigates  and  passes  judgment  on  the  ap- 
plications of  colleges  and  universities  for 
charters-  empowering  them  to  confer  the  vari- 
ous degrees. ;     ;      ^        ; ; 


Rev.  R.  P.  Fink,  M.S.,  O.S.A.,  of  the  depart- 
ment of  chemical  engineering,  has  been  placed 
in  charge  of  all  college  equipment. 


R,  C  H.  S.  DANCE 

An  enjoyable  dance  was  held  in  Alumni  Hall 
on  Saturday  evening,  November  13,  by  the  R. 
C.  H.  S.  Club,  of  Villanova.  This  well  organ- 
ized body  is  composed  of  graduates  of  Roman 
Catholic  High  School,  of  Philadelphia,  who, 
form  no  small  part  of  the  student  body  of  Villa- 
nova. The  affair  was  largely  attended  and  well 
conducted.  Appropriate  decorations  and  light- 
ing effects,  novel  and  seasonable,  and  excellent 
music  went  far  toward  making  the  dance  an 
unqualified  success. 


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T  n  n     V  I  L  L  A  K  OV  A  N 


])ciij)li'    ;ic<  |)t(Nl    llic    "(.'all    1(1    arnT^"   wlu'ii    war 

■  \vas    Ihiallx     (irclarcil    liocausc    all    altciiipls    to 
rcasdii   wit.])   (irniian\-  had-  liooii   lutilc-  .  ■ 

\\ \'  ai\'  all   laniiliaf  with   rlic  adayc  that  "the 
iK'ii  is  ini,^-liiirr  ihaii  lliu  sword."     Is  this,  ihon, 

.  (Hily  a  fallac\?  Mid  tlio  sword  rrally  aoconiplisli 
■wlial  tile  pen  failed  lo  do?     ,  .  ■  ,.  .:■  v.:  'o' 

-■  ;.■  ;]'liiii)li:ilieally,  ilo!  /■■;■'.■''-  ".;y'r.  :,..'/■■ ']:''' ^h'''---'  /-■:■.'■' 
;■  With    tile    e\ce|)ii(.n    of   a    few   rcvolntioiiarv 

:  Taetors:  in  d'air(.i])e.  the  wai'riiit^- nations  imve 
Ioiil;  since  eeased  liosfilities.  litil  the  acUial  sis^'n- 
in^'    ot"    ilic    Treat)-    (»l    Peace,    une(niivocally    a 

:,^\\(irk  ul'  the  ])en.  is  \v[   to  he  acci  ini])lislied. 

;  ;  ■  .\  la^tiii.^',  r>eaci'  is  hein^'  sought,  and  the 
]iroi)iisilion  is  i)ro\'in!_;-  a  dilhcnlt  one.  The  re- 
cent  ]ire>idential    I'leclinn    was   I'nU'^hl   o\'er    that 

;  ])i'ini-i]ile,  and  in  the  linal  anahsis,  hoth  niajor 
caitdidalt"-,  the  one  snecessl'nl,  and  the  olln'r 
ini>ncci'ssfnl    i-iMu-edeil    the    fact    that    an    assc.)- 

■    ciatiiiiidl   all   nations  was  desirahle,  ami,  niore- 

/vo\H'r,   ex])edienK;"  :^\ ■  ■■:.:..    :      ,:■,.■  •:.:,        ':\  .}■:-'/  ■'^;-'':i-' :■'-■: 

;.;-  I 'assin^v  'Over  the  merits  of  the  proposed' 
lA'aL^iie  ol  \'ati()n>  now  in  actual  session  at 
•  ieiiiwa,  we  nin.st  admit  the  desirahilitx'  of  a 
pi'Wrrfnl,  liinilin^,  and  intliienlial  l.i'a;_;ne  of 
--•line  xM'l.  A  CMiiilimi.'  of  natiiMiN  mnst  nt'eds 
he  Ml  piiwerlnl  a;-  ti  i  preclude  .all  pi  i^--il lilit ie>  iif 
an\  sncli  d(  imineei-in;,;-  tactics  df  ;in\  n.atidii, 
01'   L^riitip   111    naliiiirs.   In  wwwer   powerfnl,  which 

,  Wiiuld  he  deti'iinenlal  lo  the  wurld  al   lar^e,  that 


is.  to  hnmanitx.      It   should  ])recln  le  the  ])()Sst-_ 
l>ilit\'   of  op])ression,   and    it    should,   and    linist, 
oh\iate  the  necessity  for  hitnre  war.s.  with  their 
continj^"cnt   drains  Upon    the   life,   pro|)erty  and 
\-itality  of  ci\-ilization.  ;  ,■:';■- 

X 'To  estahlish  a  league  of  this  sort  is  no  simple 

matter,    and   a    slip-shud,   hapha/.aial    foriiiatioii 

of    powerful    nations    will   not    suffice.      I'olitiOs 

should    not    enter    into    llie    (|nestioii.       It    is    a 

prohlem    for  e\i)ei'ts  ou   international    alVair.s. 

.The  work  of  the  Masirr  Ten  must  triumph 
o\'er    the    hloody    sword    of    .Mars, 

It  this  i^reat  wai^  is  not  to  have  heeii  fought 
in  \ain,—  it  \v(.'  are  imt  to  he  derelict  of  (Utr 
purpose,— if  we  are  not  to  he  traitor^  to  those 
silent  heroes  who  h.aw  ])assed  from  this  world, 
hut  who  shall  ewer  li\e  in  our  memories, — then, 
h\  all  means,  let  us  ha\e  Peace.  Let  its  have  a 
lasting;  Peace,  an  e\'eidastin.;\  Peace,  and  a 
Peace  whicdi  our  soldier  heroes  would  liea.rtil\ 
■eti dorse.,.  : ■■'■■'■:''']\i\^' \'' ■'■y:^-]':/:^ :••:.■  .^^'^ 

v'r'i<-'".  patient  rt'ader.  if  little  iV'ti'rkin  should 
once  more  ask  that  siin]>Ie  ((uestion.  let  ns  he 
;d)le  to  p<iint  with  ])ride  to  the  work  of  a  pen 
anil  the  hlacke-t  of  ink,  which  no  hlood-he- 
smirched  sword  can  disgrace,  and  hi  Peterkiii 
I'eai]  .aloud  ih.al  snhlime  utterance  fmrn  the 
month  of  our  Creator.  •ddCAri',  (  )  .\  I'.APTII 
K  )    Mh:\   (  )l'"  (K  )(  )l)  W  ILL."   ■ 


AI.IIMNI  HAl  I. 


Til  li    r  /  /.  I..I  y  o  i\i  X 


17 


THEODORE  MAYNARD 

(  )n  'ri)iirs(l,i\  (.'N  (.'iiiiiL;,  Xox  cinhrr  4,  Tlu'n- 
•  liirr  M;i_\  nard.  ilu'  cMiiiiinH  pnrt  and  noxi'li.sl 
(K'li\rrc(l  a  Icrlurc  in  llir  auilildrium.  Mr.  \|i\- 
lla^^^-^  >ul)jcrl  was  the  '"  I  nmiitn'iil  I>i\ak-ui)  <>f 
C  i\-ilizati()ii.'"  While  ihi^  "hs  t'ak-np,'"  a^  thr 
IrcUiiTr  UTiiioil  it.  i.s  innnium' ,  .Mr.  .Maxinrd 
-aid   it   is   not    itiex  itahlr. 

I  )iirin<;-  this  di.sci  lursr.  thj  s])(.'akcr  l)riiu^hi 
(lit  lh(.'  ])(iiin  tlial  thrrr  was  a  thrcaliMiin;.;- 
\\a\\.'  Ill'  I  l()Klif\  isDi  s])i-(,"adiii.^  itsrll  <i\or  the 
entire  wurld.  \  j^ieal  deal  mI  this  is  due  to 
laNe  doeli  ill's  oi  phik  isc  iphx  and  I'llso  iiiter- 
prelatioii  ol  I'siahhsluMl  (hielriiies. 

I\e])resentati\e  L^ONeniiiieiit,  e.si)eciall\  in 
hjiL^iand.  with  which  .Mr.  Ahayiiard  i,s  more 
familiar,  is  heeoiuin;^-  a  www  shell  t';)r  ,i;"r(>ui)s 
o|  men  who  do  iiol  repri'seiit  tlu'  people,  and 
are  e\ertiii,L;  powerinl  inlhieiiees  in  lraiiiin|L; 
codes   for  fnliire   procedure  of  the  L^dverimient . 

.\s  a  remedial  ])o'ic\,  In  re:-i  mimeiids  a  re- 
turn to  somethin.L;"  akin  to  the  old  d'radcs  <  ini'd 
to  lake  the  i)lace  of  the  present  1  .akor  I  dii  ins. 
Idle  memliers  of  diese  -uilds  entered  as  a])- 
preiitices  and  were  hound  out  for  a  certain 
period. 

In  order  to  remain  in  ^ond  siaiiditiL;,  a  woik- 
iiian  was  ohii-ed  to  hecouie  an  arlist  al  his 
trade,  and  there  was  a  ,i;real  (U'al  of  iirid/  m 
the  work  turned  out  under  the  i^uidance  ot 
thesr    i^nilds. 

Uadical  (dian-es  in  the  f^rtn  oi  -(ivernment. 
in  order  to  in;ike  tliein  niMre  lrul\  rcprcM'nta- 
live.   were   slroiii^h    adM'caled   hy    the    lecluier. 


.Mr,    Maynard's   discourse   was   e\treiiiel\'   in- 
tu-esiini;   and    worlh\    of   coiisiderahl  '    thou  ;lit. 
rile  lecture  was  held  untler  the  auspices  of  the 
Senior   Cias.s. 


APPOINTMENTS 
Father  Driscoirs  New   Honor 

\  illanoxa  was  lii^hl\  honored  a^aiii  h\  the 
recent  appoiiitnu'iit  of  Tresid  ni  i'"rancis  .V. 
!)riscoll,  (  ).S..\..  to  the  College  ("otmcil,  which 
iiu'o^li.^ates  and  ])asscs  jud.;nient  on  tlu'  ap- 
plications of  colle^'cs  and  uniwrs'ties  foi' 
charters  omixiweriiii^  them  to  confer  the  vari- 
cius  deu'rees.- ■-  V  ■■.',../■--  ■■/ 


Uev.   R.    " 


'.  I  "ink.  M.S..  (  ).S..\.,  Of  the  depart- 
ment of  chemical  eii^ineeriiiL;',  has  heeii  i)la.ced 
in   chai\L:e  of  all  colle.^e  equipment. 


R.  C.  H.  S.  DANCE 

An  eiijoxahle  dance  was  held  in  .\lmimi  Mall 
on  Saturdax  exeniui;.  .\'o\H'mher  13,  hy  the  U. 
(".  11.  S.  (  lul).  of  \illaiiova.  ddiis  well  or-an- 
i/e(l  h(id\  is  com])()sel  of  L^radiiati-'s  (>!  koinali 
('atliolic  MiL;h  ."school,  of  riiiladelphia.  who, 
form  no  small  part  of  the  student  l)od\'  ot  \  illa- 
no\a.  ddie  affair  was  hirL;el\-  attended  and  well 
coiidmied.  .\ii])roi)riate  decorations  ami  liij'lit- 
iii^;  clTecls,  no\el  and  seas.  Mial  ile,  and  excellent 
music  went  far  toward  iiiakin;.^  the  dance  an 
nnoiKilitied   success. 


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THE     V  ILLANO  V  A  N 


ATHLETIC  ASSOCIATION  DANCE 

The  series  of  dances  planned  by  the  Athletic 

Association  are  well  under  way.  The  first  of 
these  was  held  Saturday  evenings,  November 
20th,  the  evening-  of  our  victory  over  Catholic 
University.  In  addition  to  the  students  and 
their  friends^  the  members  of  both  teams,  and 
a  good  many  of  Catholic  U.'s  rooters  were  in 
evidence. 

The  college  orchestra  made  its  initial  appear- 
ance for  this  season  and  made  a  favorable  irn- 
pression  on  the  happy  crowd  of  dancers  with 
their  up-to-date  renditions. 

The  orchestra  is  capably  directed  by  James 
A.  Mitchell,  '22,  and  he  is  ably  assisted  by 
Charles  J.  McClernan,  Augustin  de  la  B'arra, 
Ralph  Scola,  Bud  Kelly,  Andrew  Marlowe, 
Paul  McNamara  and  James  Monahan. 


CHEERING  SECTION 

It  is  pleasing  to  note  the  demonstration  of 
the  cheering  squad  which  made  such  favorable 
demonstrations  at  the  Muhlenberg  and  Cath- 
olic University  games. 

The  efforts  of  the  cheer  leaders,  Bride, 
Scola  and  Crawley,  are  deeply  appreciated,  and 
we  are  comforted  by  the  thought  that  "our 
team"  responded  nobly  to  the  encouraging  sup- 
port given  them,    Keep  up  the  good  work. 


EPSILON  PHI  THETA 

At  the  meeting  of  the  Epsilon  Phi  Theta  So- 
ciety, on  Thursday  evening,  December  2,  an 
election  of  officers  was  conducted.  Tlie  follow- 
ing men  succeeded  to  office: 

President — Wiliam  Quinn,  '23. 

Vice-President — James    A.    Mitchell,    '22. 

Sec.  and  Treas. — Howard  M.  Thornbury,  '22. 

Spiritual  Dir.— Rev.  Geo.  F.  O'Meara,  O.S.A. 

In  a  brief  but  interesting  talk,  Father 
O'Meara  emphasized  the  beneficial  result  to  be 
obtained  by  the  society  in  the  line  of  social  and 
literary  advancement.  He  commended  the 
members  for  their  activities  in  past  years,  and 
urged  them  to  do  their  utmost  to  make  this  a 
banner  year  for  the  organization. 

President  Quinn  asked  for  the  hearty  co-op- 
eration of  the  entire  society  in  all  the  undertak- 


ings of  the  Epsilon  Phi  Theta  for  the  coming 
season. 

Plans  for  various  smokers  and  dances  were 
enthusiastically  advanced,  and  committees  were 
appointed  to  insure  the  successful  completion 
of  the  Social  activities  planned/^^^^^^^v  ■■       ;  j^ 


AMERICAN  ASSOCIATION 

OF  ENGINEERS 

A  chapter  of  the  American  Association  of 
Engineers  has  been  established  at  Villanova 
with  twenty-one  charter  members  from  the  tvvo 
upper  engineering  classes.  V 

A  merging  of  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi  Society  and 
the  new  A.  A.  E.  is  being  sought  and  com- 
mittees from  both  organizations  are  conferring 
on  the  subject. ;;-'V'T^^',V-;:.f ■',■.■'  s^:-::';;-"'^;^'  i, ■:■:';:  v^,;■.^■--v 

It  is  very  likely  that  an  agreement  will  soon 
be  reached,  and  it  is  then  planned  to  admit  new 
members  from  the  lower  classes  and  thus  form 
a  strong  and  effective  body  for  the  advance- 
ment of  the  engineering  profession. 


CONDOLENCES 

The  Vi  llano  van  extends  sincere  sympathy 
to  Joseph  Dooley,  '22,  on  the  death,  of  his  father, 
Mr.  Richard  Dooley,  at  his  home,  Middletown, 
Conn.  '  .,■■■/■':■■,■■■■.-      ^-  '.'." '':^--'-;-'v  ./.;V-\vr''^  ■ ':VV.  >  '■"''"' 


ATHLETIC  SMOKER 

One  of  the  most  enjoyable  and  popular  events 
of  the  year  was  the  smoker  and  entertainment 
held  in  the  college  auditorium  November  23.  J 
The  guest  of  honor  of  the  evening  was  John  B. 
"Jack"  Kelley,  of  the  Vesper  Boat  Club,  Phila- 
delphia, world  famous  for  his  sculling  victories 
at  the  recent  Olympics  over  in  Belgium.  "Jack" 
is  the  winner  in  over  a  hundred  races  and  the 
present  holder  of  all  the  worth  while  titles  in 
the  rowing  world. 

In  introducing  "Jack"  to  the  students,  Father 
Driscoll  dwelt  on  the  need  of  cultivating  whole- 
some thoughts,  physical  and  moral  cleanliness, 
a  "sound  mind  in  a  sound  body"  as  conditions 
for  success  in  the  class-room  or  on  the  campus. 

"No  one,"  he  said,  "is  a  better  exponent  of 
the  value  of  clean  living  than  'Jack'  Kelly.  We 
are  proud  of  him  because  he  is  an  American 


THE     VILLA  NOV  AN 


19 


and  a  Philadelphian  and  lastl^because  he  is  an 
Irish  Catholic.  Staunch  to  the  traditions  of  his 
forefathers,  his  every-day  Ufe,  a  credit  to  his  " 
faith,  confident  in  his  ability  to  gain  his  ideal, 
unswerving  and  persevering  in  hs  efforts,  the 
success  which  has  come  to  him  is  well-merited." 

In  replying,  -"Jack"  demonstrated  that  with 
his  Irish  blood  he  had  received  an  inheritance 
of  Celtic  wit.  He  held  the  keen  attention  and 
interest  of  his  audience  while  he  recounted  sev- 
eral anecdotes  and  gave  his  impressions  in  a 
stimulating  talk  on  the  "Ideals  of  Athletics." 

"Keep  the  vision  always  before  your  eyes" 
he  insisted.  "Observe  faithful  and  diligent 
training.  Anything  that  is  easy  to  get  is  not 
worth  while.  If  it  is  hard  then  the  victory  is 
all  the  sweeter."  ^i 

"Look  for  reverses  and  disappointments,  but 
have  faith  in  yourself,  no  matter  what  happens. 
Smile  through  your  tears;  be  a  good  loser,  and 
if  you  must  "pan"  a  fellow  look  him  right  in 
the  eye.  Live  clean,  because  it  is  the  right  way 
and  only  way.  The  people  you  meet  before 
12  are  the  real-blooded  people.  To  do  anything 
well  try  your  best  and  don't  be  content  to  live 
on  the  "Isle  of  Almost  There." 

"It  is  good  to  be  an  American,"  he  declared, 
"and  do  something  for  America.  When  I  went 
over  the  line  at  the  Olympics  the  band  played 
the  Star  Spangeld  Banner.  The  little  thrills 
went  all  through  me  and  my  only  thoughts  we;e 
that  I  had  done  something  worth,  while  for 
America."  #^,. 

The  college  yell  was  given  for  this  bi;:;-,' clean- 
minded,  clean-limbed  athlete  and  it  was  good 
to  know  that  Villanova's  principles  are  the  pr|i.- 
ciples  that  guided  "Jack"'  to  success  and  will 
guide  anyone  who  follows  them,  to  the  same 
success.  ^'*s' 

"Joe"  Kelly  sang  the  old  favorites  "'A  Wee 
Deoch  and  Doris/'  "It's  Nice  to  Get  up  inA4:he 
Morning  but  its  Nicer  to  Lie  in  Bed,"  which 
song  was  vociferously  applauded  and  "I  Love 
a  Lassie'"  exhibiting  the  vocal  ability  to  in- 
terpret that  brings  "Joe"  so  close  to  his  audi- 
ences. '../^  ,-V-;\::::---.^  ■■■-■■■■' 

Mr.  A.  Dougherty  recited  a  few  "character" 
selections.     Each  attempt  was  perfect  and  so 


true  to  reality  that  the  speaker  was  forgotten 
and  ony  the  "character"  was  evident. 

And  "Jim"  McCool.  His  sweet  voice  took 
the  listeners  over  to  "Where  the  River  Shan- 
non Flows,"  showed  "Kilkenny"'  in  all  its 
beauty,  introduced  "Little  Mother  O'Mine"  and 
gave  reasons  sufficient  to  warrant  his  declara- 
tion of  "That's,  How  You  Can  Tell  They're 
Irish." 

"Dan"  McElhatton  exhibited  all  the  skill  of 
a  long  experience  before  the  key-board  and  dis- 
played admirably  the  unique  art  of  the  accomp- 
anist. 

Mr.  P.  H.  Kelly  said  a  few  words  and  told  a 
few  humorous  anecdotes.  Mr.  Kelly  has  writ- 
ten the  "^st  acount  of  the  K.  of  C.  visit  to 
h>ance  and  Italy.  As  he  objected  to  being  in- 
troduced as  "Jack's"  brother,  that  interesting 
bit  of  information  may  not  be  divulged. 

The  smoker  was  concluded  by  an  address  by 
father  Bonner,  on  th,e  Catholic  School  League. 


DR.  GERHARDT 

In  the  passing  of  Dr.  Gerhardt,  Chief  of  Stafif 
of  the  Bryn  Mawr  Hospital,  Villanova  lost  a 
true  friend. 

During  the  epidemic  of  influenza  in  1918,  Dr. 
Gerhardt  devoted  much  of  his  valuable  time  to 
ministering  to  the  needs  of  the  stricken  mem- 
bers of  our  student  body  and  the  faculty  in  our 
over-crowded  infirmary. 

It  was  greatly  due  to  his  untiring  efforts  that 
we  weresble  to  limit  the  deaths  in  our  student 
body  to  four  cases,  although  over  one  hundred 
and  -fiftv  patients  were  cared  for  during  the 
epidermic.   ' 

Since  then,  he  has  lent  valuable  assistance  to 
Yillanoya  in  various  ways,  and  The  Villa- 
noVan  wishes  to  acknowledge,  through  these 
columns,  a  debt  of  gratitude  to  this  venerable 
physician. 

There  are  many  who  feel  the  loss  of  Dr. 
Gerhardt  keenly,  and  Villanova  is  not  the  least 
of  these.    ■.■■,■  v;.-;  ■ 

To  his  relatives,  and  a  host  of  friends.  The 
ViLLANovAN,  in  the  name  of  the  students  and 
faculty  of  Villanova  College,  extends  its  sincere 
sympathy. 


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THE.     VILLANOVAN 


21 


ALUMNI  DAY 


The  old  maxim  that  history  is  made  in  a  day 
was  exempHfied  at  Villanovi  on  Octobsr  28ih , 
the  occasion  of  the  dedication  of  Akimni  Hall. 
There  have  seldom  b?en  days,  replete  with  such 
interest  and  vigor,  as  was  displayed  on  tliD  oc- 
cnsion,  in  the  annals  of  our  Alma  Mater.  Un- 
der heavily  laden  and  threatening  skies,  the 
faithful  representatives  of  former  days  ga  h  r- 
ed  early  to  dedicate  another  memorial  of  devo- 
tion and  allegiance  to  future  Villanova.       ;       - 

Tlie  ceremonies  of  the  day  were  initiated  at 
10  A.  M.,  when  the  college  and  preparatory 
class  units  formed  in  front  of  the  colle  e  build- 
ing for  thie  march  to  the  chapel.  Each  cbss  had 
its  distinctive  banner,  and  a  varied  assortment 
of  numeraled  caps  and  arm  bands  lent  color  to 
the  gathering. 

The  march  was  completed  at  10.30,  the  time 
designated  for  the  religious  ceremonies.  A 
Solemn  High  Mass  was  celebrated  in  the  church, 
and  was  attended  by  all,  w'.th  the  members  of 
the  Alumni  in  places  of  honor.  Rev.  F.  A. 
Driscoll,  our  president,  was  the  celebrant  with 
Fr.  Dohan,  our  former  president  as  Deacon 
and  Fr.  Hasson,  Sub  Deacon.  Rt.  Rev.  Mon- 
signor  Crane,  V.  G.,  Very  Rev.  N.  J.  Vasey, 
Provincial  and  Very  Rev.  John  Leonard,  Prior, 
sat  in  the  Sanctuary. 

After  the  ceremonies  in  the  chap.l,  the  par- 
ade formed  agnin,  and  led  by  a  military  band, 
marched  about  the  grounds,  the  procession 
terminating  in  front  of  the  new  Alumni  Hall, 


where  the  Marshals  formed  their  charges  into 
a  huge  "V"  and  with  bared  heads  the  "boys  of 
today"  and  the  "boys  of  yesterday"  joined  with 
fervor  in  singing  the  familiar  strain  of  "Hail 
Villanova." 

After  the  dedication  exercises,  at  which  Rev. 
J.  P.  Faliiey  was  the  principal  speaker,  the 
"Grads"  adjourned  to  the  Banquet  Hall,  where 
Rev.  Andrew  J.  Plunkett  acted  in  the  capacity 
of  toastmaster. 

Here  enthusiasm  ran  high  and  after  an  ex- 
tended session  of  songs  and  speeches,  the 
Alumni  adjourned  to  the  cimpus  to  be  enters 
tained  by  the  "boys  of  today." 

The  struggle  for  supremacy  between  the 
"Sophs"  and  the  "Freshics"  in  that  exciting 
afternoon  will  linger  long  in  the  memories  of 
those  who  witnessed  it. 

Just  who  was  the  victor  in  that  memorable 
struggle  will  always  remain  an  open  question, 
for  while  the  Sophomores  did  manage  to  spirit 
away  the  huge  1924  banner  of  the  yearlings, 
the  Freshmen  pulled  the  unexpected  by  parad- 
ing, with  but  little  opposition,  from  goal  post 
to  goal  post,  bearing  a  coffin  containing  an 
effigy  of  the  Sophomore  Spirit.  At  the  finish 
of  the  procession,  a  realistic  funeral  dirge  was 
chanted  by  the  Freshman  Choir,  while  one  of 
their  number  performed  the  "final  rites." 

However,  the  Sophomores  did  prove  •  their 
superiority  at  football  by  scoring  three  touch- 
downs against  the  strong  preparatory  team  in 


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ALUMNI  DAY 


'riu'  old  maxim  tliat  lii^lorx  is  mad'.'  in  a  day 
was  c\cm|jliruMl  al  \'illa-i<  .v  i  on  n,-to').'r  _'Sdi  , 
till.'  occasion  of  the  dedication  of  Alnnni  llall. 
'I  licrc  liavc  seldom  h  (.mi  da\s,  r(.'i)k'tc  willi  sncli 
iiitcrcs[  and  \ii;()r,  as  was  displayed  on  ill  ^  o^'- 
c'lsi  11,  in  llic  annals  of  our  Alma  Mater.  I  n- 
der  liea\il\  laden  ;md  ibreateninL;  skies,  llie 
faillifid  re])rest'iilali\  es  of  former  d  i_\  s  n.i  li  r- 
cd  earl)-  to  dedicate  another  memorial  of  devo- 
tion and  allegiance  to  fiuni'e  \  ill;ino\ci. 

The  cremonies  of  the  da\-  were  initiated  at 
lo  A.  M.,  when  the  collei;-.'  and  ])rej)arat()ry 
class  units  famied  in  front  of  the  coUe  e  l;uild- 
iii!^-  for  the  marcli  to  the  cha])el.  I'.ach  cl  -ss  had 
its  distinctive  hanner.  and  a  varied  assovtnent' 
of  nume  alvd  caj)s  and  arm  ])ands  lenl  c  1  )r  to 
the   !L;athcrini4\ 

The  march  was  com])leled  al  io._:;o,  ihi-  time 
desij^naled  for  the  reli::,i''ns  cerem  nies.  A 
Solenm  1  li.^h  Mass  was  c  'lel)rale  1  in  ihe  cinn-ch 
and  was  atteuilcd  1)_\'  all.  w'th  tlie  mem!:ers  of 
the  Ahnnni  in  places  of  honor.  Kew  V .  .\. 
1  )riscoll.  our  i)residenl.  was  t'  c  celelir.int  with 
l'"]-.  hohan,  oni-  forme-  i)resident  as  Deacon 
;ind  h"r.  llasson.  Suh  1  )eacon.  \\{.  l\e\-.  Afon- 
si^iior  Crane.  \'.  C.,  \  ery  Kev.  \.  J.  \'a^^e\, 
l'ro\-incial  and  \\'r\  Kex.  John  Leonard.  Trior, 
s'lt  in  ihe  ."sanctuary. 

After  llic  ceremonies  in  the  clia])  1.  the  par- 
ade formed  a^iin.  and  led  l>y  a  mililai-y  hand, 
marched  al)out  the  grounds,  the  jjrncesdon 
terniinaiinu-  in    front  ^^i   the   new    .\lunmi    llall. 


where  the  Marshals  formed  their  char>;es  into 
a  hu;4e  'A  ""  and  with  bared  heads  tlie  "l)o\s  of 
t()da\"  and  the  "hoys  of  xesterday"  joined  with 
fervor  in  sin,i;-in,L;"  the  familiar  strain  o|  "'Mail 
Xillanova." 

.\fter  tlie  dedication  exerci.scs.  ad  which   Ivcv. 

J.     I',    h'ahey    was    the    princii)al    speaker,    the 

"(liads"  adjonrned  to  the  r>an(|uct   llall.  where 

Rev.  Andrew    |.   IMunkelt  acted  in  the  capacit\ 

of  toastmaster.:  .    .    ■ 

Here  enthusiasm  ran  lii^li  and  after  an  ex- 
tended session  of  sonj^s  and  speeclies,  the 
.Ahnnni  adjourne  1  to  the  C'ni'nm  to  l;e  enter- 
tained 1)\-   the   "hoys   of  to(uay." 

ddie  stru,i;-!L;le  for  supremac\-  hetween  the 
".Sophs"  and  the  "iM-esld.s"  in  tliat  exciting- 
afternoon  will  linger  lont;-  in  the  memories  ot 
those  who  witnessed  it. 

lust  wl'io  was  the  victoi-  in  that  mcmorahic 
strnL',.i;le  will  alwaxs  remain  an  open  (piesiion. 
lor  while  the  So])homores  did  mana,u,-e  t;)  ^i)ii-it 
awa\-  the  lup^-e  i()J4  hann  'r  of  the  yearlin-s. 
the  iM-eshmen  ])ulled  the  unexpected  h\  ])arad- 
ini;-.  with  l)Ut  little  ojJixisilion.  from  ^oal  i).ist 
to  i^oal  i)ost.  hearin;^  a  colVm  coiUainiuL;  an 
efti^-N  of  the  .Sophomore  .S])irit.  At  llie  fmish 
of  the  proct-ssion.  ;i  realistic  funeral  diri^^c  w;is 
chanted  l>\  the  h'reshnian  (  hoir.  while  one  of 
thidr  mmd)er  i)ei  formed   the  "fnial  rites." 

llowe\-cr,  tlu'  So])h(iinores  did  ])ro\c  th  dr 
superiorit\-  al  footh:dl  hy  scoring-  three  touch- 
downs ai^ainst   the   stron,!^-  i)reparatory  team  in 


22 


THE     V  ILLANOV  AN 


a  contest  full  of  thrills  and  brilliant  exhibitions 
of  football  by  both  teams.  The  weight  of  the 
Sojihomores,  however,  proved  too  great  a 
handicap  for  the  gritty  Preps/     ':r:;;;>:;     ■ 

As  a  fitting  close  to  such  a  pleasant  day  a 
dance  was  given  in  the  new  "Gym"  by  Mr. 
Ramon  Arechabala,  '23,  in  honor  of  the  Alumni 
and  student  body.  ;  ^ 

BUSINESS    MEETING    AND    ELECTIONS 

A  business  meeting  was  held  in  Alumni  Hall 
shortly  after  the  dedicatory  address. 

John  J.  Ryle,  M.D.,  was  appointed  chairman 
and  he  conducted  the  meeting  with  consum- 
mate skill,  exhibiting  an  extraordinary  amount 
of  knowledge  in  Parliamentary  procedure.  It 
served  to  keep  many  heated  young  Alumni  in 
their  chairs  when  argument  between  the  Arts 
men  and  Engineers,  as  tp  the  respective  amount 
of  work  done  by  them  in  college,  was  becoming 
rather  noisy.  Rather  than  hear  Dr.  Ryle 
say  gruffly,  "Brother  so  and  so  has  the  floor, 
Brother,"  they  preferred  to  let  "Eddie"  Dough- 
erty and  Stanley  Coar  represent  each  side  and 
fight  it  out  together. 

What  started  it  all  was  a  question  raised 
al)out  a  gold  medal.  The  Engineers  wanted 
it  conferred  on  the  Engineer  who  was  highest 
in  his  work.  The  Arts  men  insisted  on  a  man 
being  chosen  from  the  Classical  Department. 
Tn  the  bout  between  Stanley  and  "Eddie,"  both 
finished  first.  Stanley  won  for  his  side,  the 
Classical  men,  by  giving  his  consent  to  the 
bestowal  of  two'  medals  on  the  best  man  from 
each  department.  "Eddie"  gained  the  victory 
for  his  side  by  condescending  to  allow  a  classi- 
cal man  stand  on  the  same  plane  with  an 
Engineer  on  Graduation  Day. 

A  motion  was  passed  and  seconded,  empow- 
ering the  governing  board  to  select  a  suitable 
memorial  tablet  to  be  placed  in  Alumni  Hall 
to  disi:)lay  to  future  "Grads"  the  illustrious 
names  of  the  ones  who  made  the  building  pos- 
sible. 

To  assist  the  secretary,  all  consented  to  Fr. 
Driscoll  selecting  a  college  man  who  would 
handle  the  Alumni  correspondence.  Here 
everybody  promised  faithfully  to  send  in  notes 


of  the  activities  of  other  "Grads"  for  printing 
under  this  column./  '"■:  ':':'•-':'■' ':■■■'„?.;-/ ■': \^-:,:\ ';:'.;■• 

Unamimous  approval  was  given  the  com- 
mittee on  elections  in  their  nomination  of  the 
'old  officers  wh.o  have  worked  so  faithfully  for 
their  Alma  Mater  and  therefore  merit  their  re- 
election. 

Officers 

J.  Stanley  Smith,  president;  Hon.  Qias.  D. 
McAvoy,  vice  president;  Rev.  F.  A.  Driscoll, 
U.S.A.,  treasurer;  Rev.  Luke  M.  Powers, 
O.S.A.,  secretary. 

Govetning  Board 

J.  Stanley  Smith,  Rev.  F.  A.  Driscoll,  O.S.A., 
Rev.  Ed.  Murtaugh,  O.S.A.,  Rev.  Jos.  A. 
Hickey,  O.S.A.,  D.D.,  Hon.  Chas.  D.  McAvoy, 
John  J.  Sweeney,  Edward  J.  Dougherty, 
Thomas  Reap,  Raymond  Larkin,  Wm.  Slavin, 
Rev.  D,  W.  Driscoll,  O.S.A.,  Rev.  J.  J.  Griffin, 
O.S.A.,  Rev.  G.  A.  O'Meara,  O.S.A.,  Qias.  A. 
McGeehan,  Martin  McLoughlin. 

Local  Committees 

Rev.  A.  Plunkett,  Stanley  Coar,  Alfred  Mar- 
rilley,  John  C.  Kelley,  Rev.  John  Howard, 
O.S.A,,  Sylvester  Benson,  Rev.  M.  A.  Sullivan, 
O.S.A.,  Robert  Williams,  D.D.S.,  Micbael 
Boyle,  Rev.  Thomas  O'Donnell,  Rev.  John 
Byrne,  Joseph  Kurz,  Rev.  John  Lucitt,  Rev. 
Joseph  Sergei,  Rev.  Joseph  Sutliflf. 

Rev.  Andrew  J.  Plunkett,  Ph.D.,  acted  in  the 
capacity  of  toastmaster  and  performed  in  his 
own  inimitable  style ;  the  Very  Rev.  Nicholas 
J.  Vasey,  O.S.A.,  Provincial,  was  the  first 
speaker,  being  followed  by  our  president.  Rev. 
F.  A.  Driscoll. 

Rev.  E.  G.  Dohan,  L.'L.D.,  whose  term  as 
president  of  Villanova  is  still  within  the  mem- 
ory of  a  great  number  of  our  recent  graduates, 
contributed  greatly  to  the  interest  of  the  oc- 
casion by  recalling  to  the  minds  of  the  "old 
boys"  many  incidents  of  their  days  at  Villanova. 

Jas.  A.  Flaherty,  L.L.D,,  Supreme  Knight  of 
the  K.  of  C,  related  the  experiences  of  his  re- 
cent journey  through  the  battlefields  and  after- 
wards his  gratification  in  visiting  the  Vatican, 

Following  the  address  of  Mr.  Faherty,  Hon. 
Chas.  D.  McAvoy,  L.L.D.,  U.  S.  District  At- 


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23 


toniey,    spoke    briefly    upon    tlie   necessity,  pf 
fostering  Aiumni  spirit.  ;' 

■Ctias.  A.  McGeehan,  Stanley  Coar,  Edward 
J.  Dougherty  and  Rev.  Jos.  Sutliff  spoke  of 
thie  achievements  of  Villanova  during  the  past 
decade,  each  one  picturing  a  different  phase  of 
the  progress  of  our  Ahna  Mater  during  t'lese 
years. 

Jno.  J.  Ryle,  M.D.,  a  graduate  of  several 
schools,  spoke  with  deep  sincerity  of  the 
special  feeling  of  gratitude  he  felt  towards 
Vilhnova  and  of  the  affection  he  had  for  the 
men  who  so  ably  guided  her  destinies. 

Tt  is  to  be  ho])ed  that  the  spirit  of  co-opera-- 
tion  manifested  on  that  day  by  the  Alumni  and 
students  will  Hve  on  in  them  and  extending:?  out 
will  reach  those  of  our  Alumni  who  were  unable 
to  be  present  this  year,  and  taking  root  in  them 
will  assure  an  even  greater  triumph  in  our  next 
Alumni  Day  Celebration. 


The    following  contributions    have   been   re- 
ceived towards  our  Alumni   I'und.     We  hope 
others  may  emulate  the  example  of  these  loyal 
men: 
>     Francis  Leo  Lynch    ..^;..:..  .$200.00 

Dr.  R.  J.  WilHams 25.00 

E.  J.  Dougherty  ........ . .  . . .;     25.00 

Joseph  L.  Rafter  i,...,  .,.•>•     50.00 

Class  of  1918  ....••..-..:.  V*- •  190.00 
Thos.  V.  Brennan  . . . . .  ^  . . . . .  500.00 
Frank  Goodwin   ....,..,,....     50.00 


TRANSFERS     . 

Rev.  Philip  L.  Colgan,  O'.S.A.,  has  recently 
been  transferred  to  Lawrence,  Mass. 

The  loss  of  Fr.  Colgan  is  a  matter  of  pro- 
found regret,  but  duties  requiring  special  train- 
ing made  his  transfer  imperative. 

For  many  years  he  has  been  actively  associ- 
ated with  Villanova  as  a  member  of  the  faculty 
and  as  rector  of  Alumni  Hall.  In  all  work  en- 
trusted to  him  he  has  exhibited  unswerving 
fidelity  to  his  superiors.  The  interested  co-op- 
eration he  has  displayed  accounts  for  the  suc- 
cess that  is  his  reward.  A  very  pleasant  enter- 
tainment was  afforded  Fr.  Colgan  by  the  boys 
of  the  "Prep"  School,  of  which  he  was  the  Pre- 


fect of  Studies/ Thursday   evening,  December 

'2d.    After  a  very  creditable  rendition  of  several 

solos,  interspersed  with  popular  selections  by 

the   Villanova    Orcherstra,    refreshments   were 

served.    •  ''■''''':-:'l'''''}yM'^'''-'''''--^^  ■-^'■■':'- ^'.'■''■' :'''':. 'M''^ 

Fr.  Colgan,  on  being  presen:;ed  with  a  rain- 
coat, the  gift  of  the  "Preps,"  took  the  opportu- 
nity to  thank  all  concerned  for  the  appreciation 
manifested  toward  him. 

The  Vi  llano  van  extends  many  good  wishes 
to  Father  Colgan  for  even  greater  success  in  his 
new  duties. 


Rev.  John  F.  Meaney,  O.S.A.,  of  the  Miss'on 
Hand,  has  departed  for  San  Luis,  Colorado,  to 
assume  charge  of  a  new  parish,  entrusted  to  the 
Augustinians.  Rev.  Charles  Medina,  O.S.A., 
acompanied  him. 

The  Villanovan  takes  occasion  to  heartily 
endorse  the  selection  of  Fr.  Meaney  to  fill  this 
new  post  and  wishes  him  every  success  in  his 
future  work. 


Mr.  William  Deacy,  A.B.,  O.S.A.,  and  Mr. 
John  McCarthy,  A.B.,  O.S.A.,  were  solemnly 
professed  on  November  26th  in  the  Monastery 
.Chapel.  Rev.  J.  B.  Leonard,  Prior  of  Villa- 
nova, received  their  vows.  The  Villanovan 
wishes  them  many  fruitful  years  in  the  service 
'•0,f.the  Qrder.:--^./:: ''■;■;/,:  ■■;■■■■■/ 


Rev.  John  A.  McElain,  O.S.A.,  of  Manila,  has 
retuTned  to  his  station.  He  sailed  November  2d 
to  Spain  from  whence  he  will  continue  his  jour- 
ney through  Rome,  Naples  and  thence  by  the 
usual  route  to  the  Philippines. 


CONGRATULATIONS 

The  Villanovan  congratulates  Harry  C. 
Lucas  on  winning  the  senior  championship  in 
the  golf  tournament  held  at  the  convention  of 
the  electrical  men  last  November.  An  enthusi- 
astic sportsman,  he  made  it  possible  for  others 
to  enjoy  the  game  by  advocating  and  causimj 
to  be  constructed  a  nine-hole  course  for  the  em- 
ployes of  the  Philadelphia  Electric  Company, 
called  the  'Howard  McCall  Athletic  Field. 

Another  of  Villanova's  sons  to  the  fore  and 


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his  Alma  Mater  is  justly  proud  of  his  achieve- 
ments. -  .    • 


Mr.  Harry  Caffrey,  A.B.,  O.S.A.,  '19,  and 
Mr.  Harry  Greenlee,  A.B.,  O.S.A.,  '20,  sailed 
for  Rome  November  4th,  to  continue  their 
theolog-ical  studies  in  the  Augustinian  College, 
of  that  city. 


Did  you  know  that  Charley  McGu:k;ri,  '19, 
is  first  choice  for  the  position" of  quarte.--]:a  k 
on  the  Ail-American  Independent  football  team 
of  the  East?  Or  that  Leo  Lynch  has  been 
fig'hting  it  out  with  Lud  Wray  for  "centre"  on 
the   same  eleven?     Absolutely. 


Geo.  F.  AicCann,  '20,  former  staff  artist  of 
The  Villanovan,  is  holding  a  rcsponzille  po- 
sition with  the  Thos.  F.  Murray  Co.,  of  New 
York.  At  present  he  is  engaged  on  the  Hell 
Gate  l>ridge  improvements. 


The  Board  of  Govemors  met  at  Villa  ^o/a 
Lecember  4th,  and  took  action  on  severa"  im- 
portant matters,  among  which  is  a  plan  to  pi  ce 
The  Villanovan  in  the  hands  of  a!l  the  Alumni. 

Joseph  McDermott,  a  former  student  of  th's 
mstitution,  was  a  recent  visitor. 


John  Coan,  '19,  was  with  us  recently  for  a 
short  visit.  He  is  teaching  in  a  private  prepara- 
tory school,  the  Newman  School,  of  Lake- 
wood,  N.  J.,  ,;.:■:■:: 

On  November  1 7ih,  Rev.  E.  G 
O.S.A.,  L.'L.D.,  former  President  of  Villanovp, 
united  in  marriage  C.  Raymond  Larkin,  '11,  of 
Philadelphia,  and  Miss  Katharine  E.  Lough- 
rey,  of  Jamaica,  N.  Y.,  at  t'.e  Church  of  the 
Presentation.  Rev.  Jos.  A.  Hickey,  O.S.A., 
D.D.,  assisted  at  the  ceremony. 

The  Villanovan  extends  its  felicitations  to 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Larkin.     >  ^^\^^^^^:  :       ;     ■ ; 


Harold  J.  Wiegand,  ex-'2i,  former  erlitor  of 
The  Villanovan,  has  also  falbn  victim  to  the 

CONDOLENCES 


Wm.  Pickett,  ex-'2o,  is  now  a  secretary  in  t'  e 

CJas,  Water  and  Electric  Supply  Department  of 

New  Ycck  City.     Bill  has  been  wearing  a  much 

l-^rger  smile  of  late,  due  to  the  fact  that  there 

,  :  is  now  a  Wm.  Pickett,  Jr. 

WEDDINGS 

Dohan,  little  blind  archer.  On  Thanksgiving  \\i  mar- 
ried Miss  Vera  McGinity,  in  Our  Lady  of  Mercy 
Church,  Philadelphia.  Rev.  G.  A.  O'Meara, 
O.S.A.,  performed  the  marriage  rit:s.  An  un- 
usu-^lly  deli  h.tful  reception  was  given  their 
many  friends  at  the  home  of  the  bridi,  fdlow- 
in  "■  the  ceremony. 

The  Villanovan  is  happy  t:>  con:ra;ulat: 
one  who  h?s  contributed  so  largely  to  i  s  suc- 
cess in  college  journalism,  and  extends  to  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Wiegand  the  best  of  wishes. 


Mr.  D,  K,  Flannery,  one  of  the  oldest  of 
Villanova's  students,  died  last  October.  Mr. 
Flannery  attended  this  college  in  1866-69.  He 
was  a  respected  and  esteemed  resident  of  Berks 
county  and  has  been  actively  engaged  for  many 
years  in  the  prominent  banking  circles  of  that 
region. 

The  latter  years  of  his  life  were  passed  on 
his  estate,  "The  Homestead,"  n?ar  Dcuglass- 
ville. 

To  his  family  in  their  bereavement  The 
Villanovan  oflfers  its  sincere  sympathy. 


Rec  uiem  Mass  was  srng  by  Rev.  D.  J.  O'Ma- 
hony,  O.S.A.,  rector  of  St  Augustine's  Church, 
Philadelphia.  His  genial.' ty  an;l  kindly  disnosi- 
ticn  will  make  his  los3  ihe  more  keenly  felt  by 
his  host  of  friends.  A  re  r.e  r  brirce  in  y  ur 
f  ayers  is  requested  for  this  loyal  son  of  his 
Alma  Mater. 


Rev.  Neil  Lenahan,  '89,  of  Chatham.  N.  Y., 
was  called  to  his  reward  November  18th.     His 


Hon.  James  T.  Malone,  E?q.,  Judg:  of  C'::urt 
of  General  Sessions,  New  York,  died  Decem- 
ber 2nd,  in  New  York  City.  The  degree.  Doctor 
of  Laws,  was  conferred  upon  this  distinguished 
jurist  by  Villanova  in  1910.  To  h's  relatives  and 
friends  The  Villanovan  extends  sincere  sym- 
pathy in  their  loss, 


Tiiih .  V  T'h LA  A'  (>r-A [Xu- ;-.. v':V:v:;:';:v\;-::^\-r:\.;;::.;r: v;:;;,,;; '.v, .'M^ 


liis  AlniaMaUT  is.  iusliv  proudofliis  acliicvr-  ;  :,    Did   \^(>u   kii:i\v   ihal    ('liarli'\-    Mr(  ui   k/it,   'l<).■ 
m^•nls.' -',:^  ^    .^:,,^.:;/  ;-;.;■;  .:.;  :  ■. .: '^,^.;::  %    ,               ■  .  Is  lirst  (.-luiire  f<  >r  the   p(.)>.iii(>  i   oi  ([iiai  I  -•  -';  a  '1< ; 

.  .,o'   '     ■                        •'••'. ^  •/■  ^       ,  ' ;:  ■■■.'.:  ^:       '■  :\  '    '  .  I  111  llu'  .\ll-.\i!U'riran    I  ii(lt.'])rn(k'nl  f(  )()ti)-ill  ly.nn 

'.Mr.    Harry    CalTvcv.    A.ll.,    (  ).S..\.,    '  i(>,    ali<l  of  the   Kast?     (  )r    thai   .  [„ri  >  Lynch    :l'a>    Ircn 

Xlr.  .1  larry   ( iivrnU'c,   A.  I !.,  ,(  ),S.,\.,;  "io.   s  ii!e.!  iKdilitu;-  ii  (.iilwilk   Lml  W^i'ay  Tor  "cv:Uv^-"  <>n  ; 

f<>r    IxDiiU'    Xi)ve'iiilKT     4th.     t().   cniitiinu'     their  the    siiii;'   eh'v.'ii:      ..\hs()hilrly.  .  ,iy.:':-\;:.:^---.\}-y. '■'::'■■  :-\ 

theoloi^'iral  stiuht's  in  the  Aiii^tistiniaiiC'oUc'.^c,'  ;./■,,              ;  V :  .   '  ■^^""'"■''^  V^  ^       ;     ■ 

.v)f  that   dl\'.                                                                   .      ;  v;    ;'rhc    JVoanl    (  =  i"  ■(  lov'c.  tuifs    nicM    at    XiUa    i  i/a  . 

^'  ■'■''':'  -^:..  ■/"■:■. :  ;■•";'';••                      :■■■.■  I '(.•c.c'iiil)(.'r  -|th.  and  tt.)uj<  ac;i   ii   nii   st've:'a'   ii;r. 

.^.  <  iro.  ;  (•\    MrCannrVc^.    fornnr   stall   artist    (>f  iwniaiil  n-ailers,  aiunni^  whixdi  is  a  [d  m  1  >  id   oc 

d'tiK  A  ii:i..\\nv.\\,  is  hohhir^:  a   rcs;)(m  \'.  Iv  [)•  >-  d'n  r:  \' 1 1  d.AXoA':^  \  in  llu-diand -;  i  d  a  1  ihr  Ahi  u'li.;' 

sitioii    with    the  d'hos.    l-'.Murrav   Co..   of,  Xcw  .  ,    ■    d<»t';  h  M  id  )fniioit,  ii   fo-tvuT  stiidcnl   of  ih's, 

'V^ork.      At,  ])ia'S(.'iU   he   is    en  ;ai;e  k  on   the    Melk  ni>  titnli:)n,  was  a   recent    visit*  ii\  ;:;;■;:;,   Vvyx,;^^^ 

"(  iate    Uridi;!'  iniprox'enients.    Vy';.-  ..  y  'y'-r^-:-^^-  ■■ '  v^:';  A    ■■  ■  ,  ■:.■■:  ■■■■^■■, 

,,::-——--—;,;,  y,'-'y    /  V\'nr.   I'icl<ctl,  ex-'jo,  is  now  a  SiHTe!ar\'  hi,t  H^: 

A    jolm    C'oan,    'k;,    was   with   ns    ix'cently    for   a  (-as,  Water  and  kde  dric  Su,  .ply    Deparl.nenl  ol 

short  visit,     Neds  tt'achiny^  in  a  |)rA-ate  prepara-  Xew  \d     k  (  ily.     Ihh  lias  keen  wearinL^  a  ynnch 

lory    school/tile    Xi'winan     School,     of  Lake-  l'ry;er  sndle   of  late,   dne   to  the   fact   that    ihi'i-f 

\\  ond.  ,X.  I.      V.  ■■.-.-,>;■:  V-                          ,y  ;^A,:  :^  ,  (^  i^  MOW  <i   W'ni.    k'ickett.    |r.y;                 ■:,,.'   ;.:;^^^ 

'   V  ()n    Xeiveinher     \y\h.:     krv.     K.     (  i.    Dol  at,  Uttle   Idind   archer.      (  hi   dliank  y^iviii--   It '   nvr- 

(  ),S..\.,   L.'L.l  ).,   lornnM-l 'resident  of  \  illanov:',  rii' 1    .Miss  Vera  .\I  c(  iinit  >,  in  (  hir  1  ,afl\  ofM  erc\ 

nnded  in  niai  ria-e  ( ".  KayiiKuid    1  .arkin,  '  I  i ,  of  (  1  n.rch,     1  Iiiladelpl  ii .     \\vy.    (  i.     .\.     (  )".\k'ar,a, 

Idiiladelphia,    and     Miss    Katharine    lA    Lon,i.^h-  (  '.S..\.,  perfornv,  d   the   ma  ria-e  i  it    s.      An  un- 

rev,    of    lanrnca,    .X.    ^'.,    at    t'  e    C'hnrch    of    tlie  i:>n    llx     d.  Ii    litfnl    reception      wis     -ive:i     tkeir 

rreseiitalion.       Kev.    Jos.    .\.     llicke\-,    (  ).S..\.,  n'a,n\'   lideiids  at   the  ho-r.e  (;f  tk.e  l.rid-,   f   11  *w- 

\f.\).,   assisted   at    the   ccri'inony.  ;ii  '  ih''  cee:non\. 

ddir:    \  ii.i..\.\o\  \\  extends  its  ft'li.  it  itioiis  to  'Idii-     \  ii.i,  \.\- .\  \\    i,s   hajeyv    i,   e    ii    r  i  n'.;d  ■ 

A\lr.  and   .Mrs.   Larkin.  one   who  h's  contrikufil   so  1  ir^el)    to  i  s   su/- 

— '.    cess   in   colle'._^e    joinMidisin,   and   exleiid^lo   M  f. 

Harold    |.    Wd'e.uand,  I'X-'ji.   former  e  h;or  of  and    Mrs.  Wde-  uid  the  he-l  of  wi-'ie>.       .. 
ddi  !■:    \d  i.i..\xo\-,\x,  has  al>o  falkn  \-ictini  to  the 

CONDOLENCES 

M,-.    I).    K.    l-'lamu'iw.     o:u'    of    t''e    olde.-t     of  l\e.  n;ei;i    .Xkiss   wns   -11-    h\    \-'r\.    I  ).    \.   <)'\k! 

\  i!lan()\aA    stndeiils,    di;d    las'     ().t)ier.       Mr.  '  oii\  .  (  ).S.  A.,  recior  < ."  .■-■i     .\iil.  11-!  i  i-'.-  <  Imrch, 

ldaniier\    attended  this  colleye  in    iSi()-(:i).      He  I 'hd-idelphia.      lli-^   -i'n::d  t      ;'n  I   ki  :ill\    d  -■o>i- 

w.as  a  ia',-.;rcie  I  an  1  esteemed  re>ideiit  of   I'.eik^  ti    n   will   make  tii>   I0-,  ,  di  ■   m  >rr  k  tiiI  .    lell    hy 

connt\    and  h;i'-  hecii  acli\-el\    eii^;- yL^'eil  for  m;m_\-  h;s    host    ( d'    Irieiids.       \    w  ■  r     hrrce    i  1    \    nr 

\ears   in    the   p.roniinent   hanking   circh's   (f  that  '    ayers    is    re(pie^ted    hii"    ill  >    lii\al    -on    ii|    ld-> 

i-c  'idii.  ,Mnia   .Mater.                                              '      , 

Thr    litter    veai"'-    of   hi^    li:e    were    passed    on  --  —    -■ 

hiv    rsiati'.    "The    I  lomcs'ead,""    n 'ar    I  );  nylas^-  II  on.  J.anies  T.   Mak.ne.   h- (|..  J  11  '-  ■  i  ii  (  '   nrt 


\ille 


f    (  ieiirral    Se.■^-ion^,    .Xew     ^l)^l^,    'Med    I  )ii\'  11- 
T,,    Ids    f.iinih     in     their     l)erea\enr,Mi!      ddii-.        I  er  Jiid,  in    .Xew    ^o^k(it\.    I  kr  ile  M-,-e,  hiclor, 
\  ii.i.\\()\  \\   ohei's  its  .-.incere  s_\  iiii;ath\-.  ,         o|"  |.aw>,  was  cunierreil  nj)  ui  ili;,s    d--' iiiL^iii-'  e  1 

—  imi--l  h\    \  i!lano\a  in   iwio.  '\'i>  ]]\  rela  i\es  and 

i\e\-.    Xeil    l.eiiahan,   'S< »,   of   ('halharn.    X.    ^■.,        liAiid,-^  Till-.   \i  i.i.  \X(  i\  \x   ext    irU   >iiice:e   s\m- 
was  called   to  hi,'-  reward    Xovendier    iSth.      Hi-        patliv    in    llu'ir   l()>s, 


THE     V  ILLAN  OV  AN 


27 


iExrI|a«9f0 


np  HE  June  issue  of  the  De  Paul  Minerval  has  a 
•■■  commendable  essay,  "Our  Best  Sellers,"  on 
the  trend  of  modern  literature.  The  author  has 
given  us  a  true  and  solid  appreciation  of  its  low 
standard.  Surely,  "literature  is  the  expression 
of  life,"  not,  as  the  "Best  Smellers"  make  it,  the 
portrayal  for  its  own  sake  of  all  that  is  ugly 
and  unwholesome. 

There  is  nothing  in  our  modern  life  that  pro- 
duces softening  of  the  brain  and  degeneration 
of  the  heart  more  effectively  than  this  morbid 
taste  for  the  sensational. 

Surely,  Catholic  college  journalism  should 
be  its  avowed  enemy.^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^-^^::      s'     ■  /  ^   ;  :  ; ;  :     ■ 

The  author  reminds  us  and  exhorts  us  to 
imitate  the  high  standard  set  up  by  our  truly 
great  American  authors — Irving,  Cooper,  Rae 
and  Hawthorne.  It  is  worthy  of  note  that  the 
last  three  of  these  great  men  belong  to  the 
school  of  Romanticism, — the  school  of  Wal- 
pole,  Edgeworth,  Radcliffe,  Maturin  and  Cole- 
ridge. 


The  Nbvember  issue  of  the  "Villa  Marian," 
from  Villa  Maria  College,  is  indeed  treasure- 
trove.  Its  Exchange  Department  presents  the 
worthiest  model  possible,  adequately  factoring 
the  problem  of  dealing  with  exchanges — into 
;  justice,  encouragement  and  constructive  criti- 
cism. In  general,  the  pages  are  enlivened  by 
the  ever  admirable  spirit  of  the  institution,  now 
heightened  and  intensified  by  the  new  dignity 
of  transformation  into  a  college. 

The  "Villa  Marian"  has  the  various  species  of 
literature  appropriate  to  a  college  magazine 
well  represented — essays,  stories,  poems — each 
excellent  in  its  kind.  The  opening  poem,  "The 
Babe  of  Bethlehem,"  breathes  the  naivete  and 
devoutness  of  its  theme;  "Thanksgiving" 
abounds  in  a  happy  selection  of  picturesque  cir- 
cumstances that  bring  this  festival  home  to  the 
reader's  heart  and  imagination;  "Dream  Ships," 
the  longest  poem,  discovers  such  a  masterly 
array  of  topics  that  we  shall  eagerly  await  more 


from  this  hand  in  the  future;  the  November 
poem,  "Ghosts  of  the  Corn,"  evinces  a  truly 
poetic  spirit  in  the  thorough  co-ordination  of 
the  writer's  feeling  and  vision  with  the  scene 
depicted.  What  an  exquisite  soul  of  poetry  is 
there  in  the  couplets ! — 

.What  are  you  thinking  as  ye  stiind  there, 
^■^^^       /^  shocks  bowed  low  in  prayer?  ' 

^^^       ;    H  again  in  the  wind's  refrain 

Songs  of  the  summer,  and  summer  rain? 

The  lyrical  repetition  and  inversion  that  the 
last  couplet  makes  of  the  firsts  show  a  fine  in- 
stinct and  acomplishment  of  artistic  form,  which 
indeed  pervades  the  entire  composition. 


We  always  anticipate  with  pleasure  the  high 
standard  of  verse  in  the  Fordham  Monthly.  Nor 
was  the  November  issue  an  exception.  "The 
Idealist"  is  a  fine  poem  on  the  poet's  task  which 
may  very  well  be  summed  up  in  the  lines  of 
Blake, —  , 

"To  see  the  world  in  a  grain  of  sand, 

And  all  heaven  in  a  flower 
To  hold  infinity  in  the  palm  of  the  hand, 
And  eternity  in  an  hour." 

This  is  indeed  a  noble  and  a  fruitful  task  and 
"The   Idealist"  brings   it  out  very  well. 

In  addition  to  poetry  and  stories  in  the  body 
of  our  college  magazines,  we  should  like  to 
see  a  taste  cultivated  for  personal  essays  that 
bring  out  as  did  Lamb,  Hazlitt  and  Father 
Farrell,  the  personal  caprices,  whims  and 
fancies  of  the  author.  It  seems  to  us  that  col- 
lege students  ought  to  be  especially  good  in 
this  form  of  essay,  and  we  were  pleased  to  find 
an  essay  of  this  type  in  "Wild  Ducks"  in  the  ' 
Fordham  Monthly. 

It  is  particularly  delightful  in  the  method  of 
sounding  its  appeal,  for  in  allowing  his  fancy 
to  picture  a  hunt  after  wild  ducks,  the  author 
pleasingly  describes  the  charms  and  lures  of 
nature,  and  then  dropping  his  imaginative  vein, 
he  moralizes  and  calls  upon  all  to  commune 
with  nature  after  his  fashion  and  so  make  their 


w{J•i.^  ■(«...■.-.>:. 


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:TH  E     VILLANOVAN 


lives  "better,  healthier,  clearer  and  purer." 
"Way  Ul>"  in  the  same  magazine  is  a  story  of 
exceptional  merit.  It  depicits  an  attempted 
'robbery  in  the  air,  and  not  only  is  the  plot  in- 
;'geniious  and  well  handled,  but  the  style  em- 
'  iD!]'<:>yed  is  entertaining  and  certainly  adapted  to 
'ihe  nature  of  the  story.  Starting  pleasantly 
with  a  diverting  conversation,  its  S3tting  re- 
flects the  tone  of  realism  which  the  writer  im- 
parts to  the  story/ and  which  being  consistently 
followed,  permits  th.e  unusual  happenings  which 
ensue,  to  occur.  The  suipense  is  held  through- 
out and  intermingled  with  choice  bits  of  de- 
scription that  show  an  interesting  familiarity 
with  aviation,  the  story  moves  lively  to  its  eli- 
max.  Its  ending  though  surprising,  is  bver- 
halanced  by  its  abruptness  and  in  its  endeavor 
to  attain  an  O.  Henry  ending  it  fails  to  com- 
pletely satisfy,  leaving  an  unpleasantness  that 
is  the  only  flaw  in  a  story  possessing  a  goodly 
jmcasure  of  excellent  technique. 

It  would  be  well  if  more  of  our  colleg3  es- 
sayists were  as  much  alive  to  the  issues  of  the 
day  as  is  the  author  of  "State  Authority  and 
the  Smith-Towner  Bill."^  ^^^^^-^   :  :■ 

Ignoring  its  probable  efifect  on  Catholic  in- 
stitutions, the  author  proceeds  to  attack  this 
hill  to  federalize  education  from  the  standpoint 
lof  the  state's  interference  with  the  rights  of  the 
family.  With  a  logical  development  of  argu- 
ment he  proceeds  to  show  the  unconstitutional- 
ity of  the  act  and  the  probable  dangers  which 
would  impend  from  its  passage.  The  piec2  is 
well  written,  and  though  somewhat  brief  for 
such  a  question,  the  writer  appears  to  have 
handltd  the  phases  of  it,  which  he  has  under- 
taken, rather  capably. 


Our  mind  seems  to  be  running  in  its  poetic 
groove  today.  "Poetry,  the  Maker  of  Men," 
in  the  Georgetown  Journal  for  October,  next 
attracted  our  attention.  It  exhibits  practical 
observation  on  the  value  of  poetry  in  our  every- 
day life.  It  shows  how  many  well-meaning  folk 
seem  to  regard  poetry  as  the  whim  of  the  dilet- 
tante, whereas,  in  truth,  "poetry  is  a  practical, 
tangil)le  reality  that  helps  us  in  our  everyday 
living."     The  author  ascribes  these  erroneous 


views  to  the  fact  that  the  practical  significance 
of  poetry  is  not  brought  home  to  us  in  our 
school  training,  owing  to  it  being  considered 
in  such  aphoristic  definitions  as,  "the  expres- 
sion of  the  beautiful,"  and  "the  overflowings 
of  the  highly  aesthetic  soul."  We  might  say 
right  here,  that  poetry  is  not  the  only  phase  of 
our  education  that  suffers  from  explanations 
that  do  not  explain  to  the  immature d  mind. 
However,  we  would  also  suggest  that  these 
erroneous  views  of  poetry,  found  even  in  cer- 
tain circles  of  culture,  are  due  in  no  small  meas- 
ure to  the  false  notions  of  poetic  simplicity  that 
arose  in  the  last  century,  and  which  has  had 
a  great  deal  to  do  with  its  decline.       -    ;:?. 

The  author  has  given  us  many  instances  and 
authorities  to  show  that  poetry  helps  us  "to  be 
happy,  to  be  great  livers  of  life."  We  should 
like  to  venture  even  a  step  further  and  state 
that  poetry  is  not  only  something  objective  that 
will  help  us,  but  that  it  is  a  subjective  quality. 
People  believe  and  live  poetry,  even  when  they 
do  not  realize  it.  The  simple,  naive,  "play-horse, 
play  house"  spirit  of  children  is  poetry.  Love 
is  poetry;  day-dreaming  is  poetry.  Poetry  is 
the  evolution  of  those  beautiful,  tender  emo- 
tions of  the  ideal  in  man.  Newman  in  his  "Es- 
say on  Aristotle's  Poetics,"  says  the  poet  gives 
us  not  what  nature  is,  but  what  nature  is  striv- 
ing to  become. 

"At  one  time,"  says  Father  Farrell,  "every- 
one is,  for  a  time,  a  poet  when  he  is  a  child. 
For  lo!  the  wodd  is  full  of  beauty — and  no 
long  use  has  yet  dimmed  the  keen  eye  of  the 
young  soul,  and  he  is  open  to  the  influence  of 
wonder — and  he  is  full  of  awe — and  the  light 
that  never  was  on  sea  or  shore,  is,  for  a  time, 
glorifying  even  objects  which,  he  will  afterwards 
learn  to  call  common,  and  to  think  common- 
place."    ;■.;■;.,■, 

Familiarity  with  the  sorrows  and  troubles, 
with  the  great  situations  of  life  has  engendered 
within  us  a  pessimistic  contempt  for  the  beau- 
tiful and  inner  meaning  of  life.  But  it  is  not 
life  that  is  less  great,  but  we  ourselves  that  have 
weakened.  "The  poet,"  Chesterton  tells  us  in 
"Peacock  Trees,"  "is  always  right.  Oh,  he 
has  been  here  from  the  beginning  of  the  world 


THE     V  ILLANOV  AN 


29r 


and  has  seen  wonders  and  terrors  that  are  all       science — why,  you  have  only  been  here  for  a 
around  our  path  and  only  hiding  behind  a  bush      few  fumbling  generations,  and  you  can't  conquer 
or  stone.     You  and  your  doctoring  and  your      even  your  own  enemies  of  the  flesBit*' 


Fofdham,  M\  Villanova,  6 

After  a  lapse  of  five  years,  football  relations 
were  resumed  between  Fprdham  and  Villanova 
when  the  two  representative  elevens  clashed  on 
the  Maroon  Field,  at  Fordham,  N.  Y.,  October 
ff^th.  Both  teams  were  confident  of  victory ^ 
but  realized  that  the  victory  would  be  by  no 
means  an  easy  matter.  A  slight  break  in  the 
ganie  gave  Fordham  the  first  score.  ^:^^^^  ::  ::  -; 
After  four  minutes  of  grueling  football,  Mc- 
Grady,  in  an  attempt  to  kick  on  the  fourtli 
down,  was  blocked;  the  ball  rolling  behind  his 
own  goal  where  he  recovered  but  was  thrown 
for  a  safety.  Fordham's  second  score  came  in 
the  second  quarter,  when  Steele  dropped  the 
pigskin  between  the  bars  from  the  thirty-yard 
line.  The  varsity  came  back  strong  in  the  sec- 
ond half  and  Fordham  was  unable  to  make  a 
first  down  throughout  the  entire  period.  Owing 
to  the  Blue  and  White's  light  back  field  the 
last  half  resulted  in  a  punting  duel.  McGrady 
easily  out-punting  his  rival  on  an  avera-^e  of 
twenty  yards.  In  the  last  quarter  the  Fordham 
line  weakened  and  the  Blue  and  White,  making- 
three  successive  first  downs  brought  the  ball 
to  the  Maroon's  twelve-yard  line;  on  a  reverse 
play  Cronin  circled  left  end  and  crossed  the 
goal  with  comparative  ease,  the  whole  Fordham 
team  having  been  outwitted.  With  the  score 
6-5  in  Villanova's  favor  and  only  six  minutes 
to  play  Holloran  intercepted  a  forward  pass 
and  ran  thirty  yards  for  a  touchdown,  which 


decided  one  of  the  hardest  fought  contests 
ever  staged  on  the  Fordham  Field.  HoHoran, 
Dufif  and  Steele  were  the  stars  for  Fordham 
while  McGrady,  Myers  and  Cronin  were  the 
Villanova  luminaries. 


Lafayette,  34;  Villanova,  0 

The  Blue  and  White,  badly  cripphd,  jour- 
neyed to  Easton,  Pa.,  on  Novem'ber  13th  and 
were  defeated  34-0.  Lafayette  made  all  its; 
points  in  the  first  half  when  its  backs,  behindl 
wonderful  interference  ran  for  five  touchdowns) 
before  the  varsity  could  get  settled.  Lehecka,, 
Gazella  and  Brennan  were  the  prominent; 
stars  of  the  game.  In  the  second  half 
Villanova  came  back  like  a  rejuvinated  team 
and  repeatedly  held  the  opponents  for  downs 
and  the  Blue  and  White  goal  was  never  en- 
dangered. Cronin,  McGrady  and  Blanchfield 
were  Villanova's  chief  ground  gainers.  In  the 
second  half  Cronin  averaged  six  yards  on  every 
attempt,  while  McGrady  repeatedly  tore 
through  the  Lafayette  line  for  considerable 
gain.  On  a  pretty  forward  pass  Cronin  to 
Blanchfield,  the  latter  made  eighteen  yards  be- 
fore he  was  downed. 


Villanova,  7;  Geo,  Washington,  >^ 

Villanova  and  Geo.  Washington  battled  to 
a  7  to  7  tie  in  the  Capital  city  on  October  i6th. 
The  game  was  replete  with  poor  football  on 
both   sides.      Cronin  was   once   more   the   star 


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of"  the  day;  the  fleety  back  played  wonderful 
football  throughout  the  game  but  was  unable 
to  get  loose  until  the  final  quarter  when  he  tore 
around  left  end  for  twelve  yards  for  a  touch- 
down. 


Villanova,  0;  Muhlenberg,  0 

On  November  23rd  the  varsity  and  Muhlen- 
burg  battled  to  a  scorless  tie  on  a  neutral  field 
at  Norristown,  Pa.  Intense  rivalry  has  existed 
between  these  two  institutions  and  though 
Muhlenberg  entered  the  fray  as  favorites,  an 
interesting  game  was  anticipated.  And  ^he 
gathering  of  four  thousand  fans  was  not  dis- 
appointed, for  never  before  did  the  populace 
of  Norristown  witness  such  a  brand  of  football 
as  was  displayed  by  the  rival  elevens.  Th,e  two 
teams  were  almost  perfectly  balanced.  In  the 
first  half  Villanova  had  the  decided  advantage 
and  had  the  better  of  the  fray  during  this 
period.  The  play  was  constantly  in  Muhlen- 
berg's territory,  but  fumbles  proved  costly  to 
the  Blue  and  White.  On  two  occasions,  the 
varsity  was  within  striking  distance  of  the  goal 
line  when  the  elusive  pigskin  was  again  fumbled 
by  one  of  our  backs.  In  the  second  period  the 
varsity  put  up  a  wonderful  defensive  game.  The 
Muhlenberg  team  kicked  to  McGrady,  who  was 
downed  after  returning  the  ball  to  his  own  20- 
yard  line;  the  varsity  backs  were  unable  to  find 
an  opening  in  the  opponents'  line  and  were 
forced  to  kick.  McGrady  fell  back  for  the  kick 
and  McCarthy  made  a  high  pass,  the  ball  roll- 
ing back  to  the  five  yard  line.  McGrady  kick- 
ing against  a  strong  wind  on  the  next  play 
made  only  20  yards.  Crowley,  for  Muhlenberg 
on  the  receiving  end  of  an  aerial  pass,  brought 
the  ball  within  five  yards  of  the  goal;  on  the 
next  play  IJecker  brought  the  ball  within  six 
inches  of  a  touchdown  when  he  tore  through 
tackle  for  four  and  half  yards;  at  this  critical 
moment  the  IMue  and  White  line  braced  and 
held  for  four  downs.  McGrady  then  booted 
sixty  yards  in  a  treacherous  wind  and  out  of 
danger.  The  elements  played  havoc  for  both 
teams ;  in  the  third  quarter  Becker  placed  a 
beautiful  drop  kick  1)ut  the  wind  caused  the  pig- 
skin to  fall  short.     In  a  desperate  attempt  to 


score  in  the -.last  quarter  "Harp"  MicGrady 
tried  a  drop  kick  from  the  forty  yard  line;  the 
ball  carried  the  full  distance  but  at  a  poor 
angle.  For  Muhlenburg,  Crawley  and  Becker 
were  the  outstanding  players  while  McGrady 
was  Villanova's  stellar  performer.  Cronin 
and  Blanchfield  also  played  a  fast  game^  while 
Lynch  playing  his  first  game  at  end  was  a 
tower  of  strength  on  the  defense.  V  ;; 


Villanova,  J3;  Catholic  U,^  ^ 

In  the  final  game  of  the  season,  our  warriors 
came  through  with  a  13-6  victory  over  the  Cath- 
olic University  aggregation.  It  was  the  only 
game  to  be  played  on  the  home  grounds  this 
season  and  the  crowd  which  lined  the  side  lines 
'was:  given  a  real  treats  ;::>/  '''<'■■■':'"':::.■:  ~'/'\;,"-'' ; 

The  first  half  resulted  in  no  score,  although 
Villanova  gained  much  ground,  and  Ed.  Mc- 
Grady, with  his  ever-willing  toe  did  much  to 
keep  the  ball  in  C.  U.'s  territory. 

The  second  half  was  full  of  thrills.  Cronin 
and  McGrady  kept  plugging  away  at  the  visi- 
tor's line  with  great  success,  and  Blanchfield 
made  several  pretty  runs. 

Poppert  intercepted  a  forward  pass  and  ran 
it  back  12  yards.  Cronin  was  injured  and 
Marty  MacDonald  went  into  the  fray.  On  the 
next  play  Marty  crashed  through,  tackle  with- 
out losing  his  balance  and  squirmed  his  way 
past  the  astonished  Washingtonians,  complet- 
ing the  remaining  50  yards  unhampered,  scoring 
the  first  touchdown  of  the  game.  Captain 
Hertzler  kicked  the  goal. 

In  the  closing  moments  of  the  third  quarter, 
the  Blue  and  White  team  worked  its  way  down 
the  field  to  within  five  yards  of  C.  U.'s  goal 
line.  Here  a  short  forward  pass  over  center 
failed,  and  the  ball  went  to  the  opposing  team. 

Murphy  and  McNamara  gained  several  times 
through  the  line  for  the  visitors,  but  our  line 
braced  up  and  C.  U.  started  a  bombardment 
of  forward  passes,  making  two  first  downs  in 
this  manner.  A  long  forward  pass^  neatly  ex- 
ecuted, from  Murphy  to  Dunn  put  the  ball  on 
X'illanova's  three-yard  line,  and  Dunn  gave 
Catholic  U.  its  only  score  on  a  plunge  oflf 
tackle.     His  try  for  a  goal  was  unsuccessful. 


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31 


Villanova  kicked  to  the  Southerners.  Un- 
able to  break  our  superb  defense,  C.U.  re- 
sorted to  passes  agam.  Frankie  Pickett  inter- 
cepted one  of  these  and  ran  to  the  visitor's  five- 
yard  line  ibefore  he  was  downed.  On  the  next 
play,  McGrady  crashed  through  guard  for  the 
necessary  five  yards  and  a  touchdown.  Hertz- 
ler's  try  for  a  goal  was  just  outside. 

Darkness  began  to  settle  over  the  field,  but 
the  interest  in  the  game  was  not  detracted  from 
in  the  least.  Catholic  U.  continued  its  daring 
passing  game,  and  Currin  speared  one  out  of 
the  darkness  and  carried  it  to  Villanova's  20- 
yard  line.  Villanova's  line  made  a  magnificent 
showing  here,  and  held  the  Washington  team 
for  downs.  With  only  a  few  seconds  to  play, 
McGrady  made  a  beautiful  60-yard  punt  down 
the  field,  and  the  game  ended  with  the  ball 
deep  in  G.  U.'s  territory. 

It  was  a  well  earned  victory  for  Villanova. 
Kd.  McGrady  stood  out  prominently,  smashing 
the  line  almost  at  will,  and  punting  exception- 
ally well.  Captain  Hertzler  and  Tony  Lynch 
were  alwciys  in  evidence  on  the  defensive,  and 
Joe  McCarthy  played  his  usual  hard  game  at 
center.  Cronin  deserves  much  credit  for  his 
plucky  game,  and  MacDionald  did  equally  well. 


In  fact,  from  end  to  end,  the  team  put  up  a 
highly  creditable  game,  and  justified  the  con- 
fidence the  student  body  manifested  in  thetii 
throughout  the  entire  season,  ^i  ^^^^^^^  ^^^^^<^^v,/ 

Fritz  Murphy,  Catholic  University's  captain, 
was  the  main-stay  of  the  visitors.  Dunn  per- 
formed creditably  in  the  punting  line,  and  Mac- 
Namara  also  did  well. 


Football  Election 

At  the  annual  meeting  of  the  football  squad, 
Joseph  A.  McCarthy  was  unanimously  chosen 
to  lead  the  Blue  and  White  on  the  gridiron  for 
the  1921  season.  McCarthy, -playing  a  wonder- 
ful brand  of  football  at  center  this  past  season, 
is  to  be  congratulated  and  the  best  wishes  of 
the  faculty  and  entire  student  body  are  his. 
Mr.  McGeehan,  graduate  rnanager,  addressed 
the  squad  and  complimented  the  players  ,  on 
their  choice  of  captain.  At  this  meeting  the 
letter  men  were  awarded  the  much  coveted  "V." 

They  are:  Elmer  Hertzler,  Joseph  Mc- 
Carthy, Harold  Blanchfield,  Edward  Mc- 
Grady, William  Cronin,  Paul  McNamara, 
Martin,  McDonald,  George  Striegle,  Anthony 
Lynch^  Alfred  Kane. 


GOOD-BYE  TO  FOOTBALL 

By  Patrick  J.  Dundon 


Good-bye,  Old  Game  I  good-bye,  good-bye  I 

*Tis  hard  to  say,  and  we  regret 
That  now  your  annual  exit's  nigh; 

But  dear  old  game,  we  don't  forget 
The  thrills  of  months  gone  by. 

No  more  we  take  an  active  part 

In  your  thrilling  play,  old  game! 
But  we  love  the  lads  who  are  making  their  mark 

In  your  great  big  hall  of  fame. 


Oh,  you  test  the  mettle  of  a  man 
As  it  never  was  tested  before; 

For  he  has  to  be  real  and  not  a  sham — 
If  he's  **yelIow/'  hell  play  no  morel 


And  now  you  are  going  to  bid  us  adieu 
For  a  ten  months*  spell  or  more; 

But  we'll  sing  your  praises  and  wait  for  you, 
As  in  the  days  of  yore. 


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P1jINTB2 


You  can  always  tell  a  "Senior"  by  his  serious 

frown. 
You   can   always  tell  a   "Jun"  by  his  walk 

about  the  town. 
You  can  always  tell  a  "Soph"  by  his  ties,  his 

cap  and  such. 
•You  can  always  tell  a  "Fresh" — but  you  can't 

tell  him  much.    , 


Of  all  the  words  of  tongue  or  pen 
That  ever  came  to  college  men 

The  best  are  these,  I  know,  by  heck 

"Enclosed,  dear  son,  you'll  find  a  check." 


Observations    From    The    Literary    Indigestion 

Think  what  a  mess  we  would  have  been  in  if 
Debs  had  been  elected.  In  the  first  place,  if  he 
p^ot  in,  he  couldn't  get  "out."  Then  again  he 
couldn't  pardon  himself  without  going-  to  the 
White  House  to  do  it,  and  no  man  who  is  in 
jail  could  serve  as  President  without  being 
released,  and  he'd  have  to  impeach  himself  be- 
cause he  was  convicted  of  crime. 


If  you  think  that  "Talk  is  Cheap"  try  to  give 
a  motor  cycle  cop  an  argument. 


Two  things  that  can  always  be  found  in  the 
dark — The  sharp  edge  of  a  door  and  a  pretty 
girl's  lips. 


It  would  seem  as  though  the  "pique"  of  high 
prices  has  at  last  been  reached. 


Max — "Have  you  heard  the  latest  prohibition 
joke." 

Mac— "I  hope  so." 


Prof. — "What  is  meant  by  irrigation?" 
Student — "Oh,  the-er  artificial  digging  of — 
er  well — " 

'Proi.—"Yes,  Wells ;  that  is  correct." 


First  Junior — ^"His  education  has  been  sort 
of  cosmopolitan,  hasn't  it? 

Second  Junior — "Yes,  indeed,  and  a  good  bit 
of  Red  Book,  too.  In  fact,  it  is  rumored  he  has 
been  selected  for  the  All-American  Magazine 
readers'  team." 


Joe^"My  life  would  run  smoothly  except  for 
two  things." 

Andy — "Meaning  which?" 
Joe — "Blonds  and  Brunettes." 


1st.  Fresh.— "Wliy  do  they  call  Devine 
'Spark'?"  ; 

2nd.  Fresh. — "'Cause  it  gives  you  a  shock 
every  time  you  look  at  him." 


THE     FILL 

Popular  Songs 

"La  veeda" Ralph  Scola  (Ponzi) 

"I  Know  a  Band  That  Needs  no  Leader" 

Mitchell 

"You'd  be   Surprised" "Amby"   Brennan 

"I'm  Coming  Back  to  You" Leo  Delohery 

"J^an"   Mag-uire 

"I'll  See  You  in  Cuba" "Duke" 

"Phineas  New  Gown" •  • . . .  .Vize 

"That  Mag-ic  Melody".  .Violin  Solo,  McClernon 

"Hold   Me" Kevin   Reeves 

"Slow  and   Easy" "Bozzo" 

"Treat  'cm  Rough" .  Captain  Elmer  M.  Hertzler 

"Humoresque"   Abe  Ceravalo 

"My  Hair  is  Growing  Longer".  .  .Class  of  1924 

"East  Side,  West  Side" Frank  Pickett 

"How  do  They  Know  I'm  Irish" Courtney 

"Ireland    Must   be    Heaven,    For    My   Mother 

Came  From  Tliere"    Lapus 

"There's  a  Long  Long  Trail  a  Winding" 

Duetto — 'by  Tony  Lynch  and  Hussey 
"Oh  How  I  Hate  to  Get  Up  in  the  Morning" 

Voice  by  Pat  Ceravalo,   chorus  by  Student 

Body. 


A  NO  VAN 


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Prof,  in  Algebra — "Gentlemen,  you  ought 
to  be  ashamed  of  yourselves;  afraid  of  radi- 
cals?" 

Scola,  alias  Ponzi — "Why — Prof. — all  the 
European  nations  are  afraid  of  them." 


Soph. — "That  fellow  surely  deserves  credit." 

Fresh— "Meaning?" 

Soph — "Well  you  see — Jie  works  (liis  way 
through  college  by  writing  to  his  old  man  for 
money." 


Prof.  (2.25  P.  M.)— "Mr.  Paradine,  you  are 
25  minutes  late  for  class." 

Paradine — "Excuse  me  prof. — I  couldn't  af- 
ford to  miss  my  beauty  sleep." 


Fresh — "Do  you  use  water  to  keep  your  hair 
in  shape?" 

S>oph — "Sure!  I  have  a  wave  in  it." 


Ponzi — ^"Whenever  I  see  a  police  dog,  I  know 
the  Duke  is  coming." 


'Adele — "Do  you  know,  Larry,   I  think   I'd 
make  a  wonderful  toe  dancer." 

Larry — "Yes,  but  why  practice  on  mine?" 


Mrs.  A. — "I  understand  your  son  is  very 
much  inclined  towards  study.' 

Mrs.  B. — "Yes,  he  is  inclined  so  far  that  he 
slid  to  the  bottom  of  his  class." 


D'uke,  '2^,  (?) — "Father  Dricoll,  he  say  me, 
'Larry  not  here  yet,  but  he  here,  when  he  get 
here'." 


Did  You  Evet  Notice 

Freshmen  painting  the  field? 

Paradine's  hair? 

McManus'  girls? 

Larry  Brahan  up  for  breakfast? 

Thornbury's  new  overcoat? 

Angus'  mouth  closed? 

Mitchell's  shoes  (skis)? 

Mc.  Namara's  woolen  scarf ;? 

Healthy  sweeps? 

A  tackless  wall? 

A  sharp  knife  in  the  dining  room  ? 


Famous  Sayings  By  Famous  Men 

"Fore," — Kevin  Reeves. 

"Don't  let  studies  interfere  with  your  college 
education." — Bill  Cronin. 

"Never  took  a  lesson." — ^J.  Maguire. 

"I'll  show  you  some  new  steps." — Dancing 
Teacher  Thornbury. 

"Lay  down,  Juno." — Duke. 

"Lend  me  a  buck." — Paradine. 

"I  gotta  swell  jane." — Pbppert. 

"I'll  knock  your  ears  back." — Tony  Lynch. 

"Is  breakfast  over?" — de  la  Barra. 

"Squifusso  la  Malucca." — Stinziano. 

"Gotta  Butt."— Student  body. 


Prof,  in  Trig— "The  next  thing  will  be  to 
prove  an  identity." 

Clever  Fresh- "He  must  think  we  are  detec- 
tives." 


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THE     V  I  LLANOV  AN 


Fag-an— "What  made  you  leave  the  last  posi- 
tion you  had ?"    ■  )<::''.■■.-'■"  ' '''  ■-"';. ■■■  ■  ■■■  ■'^'>^''' ■' 

Kenny — "Ob,  just  a  remark  my  employer 
made  to  me." 

Fagan — "What  was  it?" 

Kenny — "He  said,  'your  fired'!" 


Heard  at  The  College  Dancing  Academy. 
Frankie — "How  is  Deddy  coming  along?" 
Prof.    Thornbury— "Why — all    right — he's    a 

little  stiff;  you  see  he  has  water  on  both  knees 

and  the  cold  weather  froze  them." 


1st    Lieutenant — ^"Have   you   dug   that   hole 
yet?" 

Private— "No." 

1st  Lieutenant — "No  what." 

Private— "No  shovel." 


Qerk— "I  think  I'll  quit  this  job,  Boss." 
'  Boss — "Where  are  you  going  now?" 

Clerk — ."I  "got  a  good  job  on  a  street  car." 

Boss— "But— " 

Clerk — "You  see  I  think  the  change  will  do 
me  good — and^ — I'll  only  take  what's  fair.  'It's 
only  fare'."  '-'  ''''--i 


Pat  Ceravalo — "When  did  you  shave  last?" 
Duke— "YESTERDAY  NIGHT." 


Monk — "When  she  wasn't  looking  I  kissed 
her." 

Larry— "What  did  she  do?" 

Monk — "Refused  to  look  at  me  for  the  rest 
of  the  evening." 


Reds  McClernon — "Have  you  got  'fore 
fathers'  in  Philipines?" 

Lapus — ^"No— just-a  one-a  Pader  and  one-a 
Moder."    -■■.-^■'•-:'';:  ^:;^■;^■•:::;^^  '',;irV ;/,::;;: - 


Clever  (?)  girl — "Am.  I  the  first  girl  you  ever 

;:kissed?''^::;v,;: ;■:;-::■:- ;:v> 

Clever  boy — "Am  I  the  first  'boy  you  ever 
asked  that  of?" 


Conway  T.  O'Leary — ^"I  dropped  my  watch 
on  the  floor  this  morning." 

Stinzy— "Did  it  stop?" 

Conway  T. — "Sure  thing.  You  don't  think 
it  went  through  the  floor,  do  you?" 


Co-ed — "Do    you    speak    French,    Mr.    Mc- 
Manus?" 

Mac— "Oh,— flippantly." 


Because  he  didn't  help  her  out  of  the  car,  she 
complained  that  he  was  not  as  gallant  as  when 
he  was  a  boy;  and  the  "brute"  replied  that  she 
was  not  "as  bouyant  as  when  she  was  a  gal." 


Fresh — "I  wonder  why  they  call  it  'freehand 
drawing.'  Can  you  imagine  doing  it  with  any 
other  kind  of  a  hand?" 


First  academy  youngster — "Wliere  were  you 
from  arithmetic  this  morning,  Teddy?" 

Teddy — "Oh,  the  lesson  was  all  about  im- 
proper fractions,  and  I'm  too  modest  to  do 
anything  so  improper." 


Prof.— "What  is  a  Zebra  ?" 
"Deedy"    Quinn  —  "Why — a     Zebra    is     a 
horse — with  his  ribs  on  the  outside." 


Everyday  Movies — Feature   Picture 

Kevin  Reeves  in  "The  Right  to  Leave." 
Tom  Rogers  in  "The  Littlest  Rebel"  (comedy) 
Also  a  stirring  cereal  entitled  "Mush." 

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■fY^ELL  educated  and  intelligent  people  fre- 

*»       quently   ask,    "What   is   chemistry?"   or, 

"What  has  chemistry    done    for    the    civilized 

world?" 

As  we  push  the  inquiry  we  shall  be  carried 


back  to  the  very  beginnings  of  civilization; 
back  to  the  cradle  of  science — Ancient  Eygpt. 
These  l)rilliant  minds  developed  the  science  to 
such  an  extent  that  after  the  Roman  conquest, 
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THE     VILLANOV  AN 


35 


be  destroyed;  thus  preventing  them  from  ac- 
quiring a  wealth  which  would  give  them  a  pow- 
er of  resistance. 

In  640  the  Arabians  over-ran  Egypt,  assimi- 
lated the  science  and  prefixed  the  letter  "a." 
From  that  period  alchemy  was  the  name  of  the 
science,  and  its  chief  object  the  finding  of  the 
"Philosopher's  Stone ;"  in  other  words,  the 
transmutation  of  metals  or  the  process  of  con- 
verting the  baser  elements  to  gold  and  silver. 

Alchemy  was  carried  by  the  Arabians  into 
Spain  and  from  thence  through  the  universi- 
ties to  all  parts  of  Western  Europe;  so  that  in 
the  Thirteenth  Century,  alchemists  of  the  Ara- 
bian School  flourished  in  goodly  numbers. 

In  the  Fourteenth  Century,  the  era  of  medi- 
cal chemistry,  patent  medicine  and  valuable 
drugs  were  discovered. 

It  is  true  that  chemistry  passed  through 
many  stages  of  delusion  and  superstition  and  it 
was  not  until  the  Eighteenth  Century  that  it 
was  able  to  venture  forth  as  a  useful  science. 


But  since  then  its  utility  and  importance  have 
attracted  the  attention  of  the  world  and  it  has. 
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Its  present  field  is  vast  and  imposing^  Its 
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It  has  contributed  as  much  to  the  progress  of 
society  by  augmenting  the  conveniences  and 
pleasures  of  life  and  increasing  the  power  and 
resources  of  mankind  as  any  other  science. 

It  is  the  basis  of  ourselves,  of  the  food  we 
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clothes  we  wear.  In  fact,  no  single  thing  re- 
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simply  determined  the  amount  of  oxygen  present  and  assumed  the 
rest  to  be  nitrogen. 

One  great  English  chemist,  Lord  Rayleigh,  found  that  the  nitro- 
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some  compound  like  ammonia.  What  was  the  "impurity"?  In 
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contains  about  a  dozen  gases  and  gaseous  compounds. 

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Rayleigh  and  Ramsay  had  no  practical  end  in  view — ^merely  the  dis- 
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f  A  few  years  ago  the  Research  Laboratories  of  the  General  Electric 
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lamps  in  order  to  ascertain  how  this  happened.  It  was  a  purely 
scientific  undertaking.  It  was  found  that  the  filament  evaporated 
■[ — boiled  away,  like  so  much  water. 

Pressure  will  check  boiling  or  evaporation.  If  the  pressure  within 
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water.  Would  a  gas  under  pressure  prevent  filaments  from  boiling 
away?  If  so,  what  gas?  It  must  be  a  gas  that  will  not  combine 
chemically  with  the  filament.  The  filament  would  burn  in  oxygen; 
hydrogen  would  conduct  the  heat  away  too  rapidly.  Nitrogen  is  a 
useful  gas  in  this  case.  It  does  form  a  few  compounds,  however. 
Better  still  is  argon.    It  forms  no  compounds  at  all. 

Thus  the  modern,  efficient,  gas-filled  lamp  appeared,  and  so  argon, 
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Discover  new  facts,  and  their  practical  application  will  take  care 
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practical  application  follows  from  the  mere  answering  of  a  "  theoret- 
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progress  can  be  made  unless  research  is  conducted  for  the  purpose  of 
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No.  3 


1                                                                                                                                                                                                 * 

;                              TIME:    A  SONNET 

By  Charles  A.  Shine 

I  am  a  witness,  young  yet  old, 

Of  nations,  men,  and  different  places, 

Of  wars  and  strifes  'midst  many  races ; 

And  all  poor  mortals  know  I'm  bold. 

Yea!  many  hold  my  heart  most  cold; 

For  in  my  wake  I  leave  not  spaces 

But  fill  my  day — of  loss  no  traces. 

And  you  may  now  indeed  behold 

Both  who  I  am  and  what  I  do: 

Eternity  is  free  of  me ; 

For  man  I  live — for  each  of  vou^ 

■  "■■'"',■','.                                                                                                                         *"                     ■■■■■".*.',             ,.-■■.■-■ 

A  giant  who  conquers,  yet  to  be 

The  one  to  fall  when  life  is  due: 

Poor  Time! — I  lack  Eternity. 

V. r=i> 

I  - 


Rt.  Rev.  Bishop  Wm.  A.  Jones 
pied— Feb.  17,  1921 


THE     V  I  LlAN  0  VAN 


"IFar^tUFll!  Utaljop  ilnn^a" 


TN  the  history  of  our  institution  there  have 
been  few  scenes  more  impressive  and 
solemn  than  that  which  many  dignitaries  of 
Church  and  State  witnessed  on  February  23, 
1921,  when  the  late  Rt.  Rev.  William  A.  Jones, 
O.S.A.,  D,D.,  reposed  in  death  on  an  exalted 
catafakjue  in  the  parish  church  at  Villanova. 

The  late  ]3ishop  came  north  last  Noveml)er, 
and  shortly  after  Christmas  was  ordered  to  St. 
Joseph's  Hospital  by  his  physician,  where,  on 
February  17,  he  died.  Solemn  Recjuiem 
M'ass  was  celebrated  for  the  repose  of  his  soul 
by  His  Excellency,  the  Most  Reverend  John 
l)onzano,  D.D.,  Apostolic  Dele;: ate;  and  the 
final  absolution  at  the  g'rave  was  given  by  His 
Cirace,  llishop  McDevitt,  of  Harrisburg. 
\'ery  Rev.  N.  J.  Vasey,  O.S.A.,  Provincial  of 
the  Order,  was  Assistant  Priest.  Rev.  John 
P).  Leonard,  O.S.A.,  Prior  of  V^illanova,  acted 
as  Deacon  of  the  Mass,  and  Rev.  E.  G.  Dohan, 
LL.D.,  S.T.L.,  O.S.O.,  former  President  of 
Villanova  now  Prior  at  Tompkinsville,  Staten 
Island,  acted  as  Sub-deacons  of  the  Mtss.  The 
Deacons  of  Honor  were:  Rev.  W.  F.  Green, 
O.  S.  A.,  Rector  of  St.  Rita's,  Chicago,  III,  and 
Rev.  D.  J-  O'Sullivan,  ().  S.  A.,  Rev.  P.  H. 
Kehoe,  O.  S.  A.,  Master  of  Novices,  acted  as 
first  Master  of  Ceremoni.s  and  Rev.  C.  J.  Mel- 
cliior,  p.  A.,  was  Second  Master.  The  minor 
ministers  were  selected  from  the  Professed  of 
the  order. 

The  Gregorian  Requiem  was  rendered  l)y  the 
clioir  of  Professed  and  Xoviccs  under  the  di- 
rection of  Rev.  Joseph  E.  Hyson,  ().  S.  A.  with 
Rev.  W.  M.  Sheedy,  ().  S.  A.  at  the  organ. 
■  Nearly  150  pr'ests,  Secular  and  Regular,  at- 
tended from  widely  sjiread  regions.  I'^rom 
Porto  Rico  to  Montreal  an  1  from  Bos'.on  to 
Chicago,  many  gathered  to  honor  the  disting- 
uished prelate. 

The  Eulogy  was  delivered  by  the  Rev.  John 
A.  Nugent.  O.  S.  A.,  a  classmate  of  the  dead 
IVishop.  The  preacher  in  solenm  terms  traced 
the  life  of  IJishop  Jones  from  their  earliest  ac- 
(|uaintance,  and  frequently  paused  in  his  nar- 


rative to  point  out  salient  features  that  adorn- 
ed the  character  of  Porto  Rico's  dear  Prelate, — 
features   that    singled    him   out     as     a    chosen 
Apostle    of    God,    that    endeared    him    to    his 
people,   and   that   made   him   the   boast    of   his 
brother  religious.     He  enunierated  the  various 
tasks    that   Providence    had   put    ujion    Bishop 
Jones  in  his  young-  levite  days,  and  how  under 
the  influence  of  each  trial  the  gold  of  his  real 
worth   was  brought  to  light.     He   recalled  the 
luirning  zeal   of  the  youthful   heather  Jones   as 
he   went    forth    with    God's    Benediction    upon 
his  every    work — over   eager    to    enhance    the 
Glory    of    his    God,    ever    ready    to    encounter 
danger,  to  suffer  any  sacrifice — never  pausing 
before  difficulties,  never  omitting  any  labor — 
but  always  striving  to  be  all  things  to  all  men, 
that  sll  might  know  Christ  and  Him  Crucified. 
Aside  from  any  human   testimony  of   praise 
for  Bishop  Jones'  character,  we  may  judge  the 
noble  virtues  of  our  dear  I>ishop  from  the  fruits 
of   his    labors.  '    The    many   flourishing   institu- 
tions of  learning  and  religion  that  have  bloom- 
ed in  Porto  Rico  under  the  wise  and  generous 
hand  of  the  late  Prelate;  the  numberless  souls 
tliat   mourn    for    the    departure    of   one    whom 
they  trusted,  loved,  and  revered;  the  many  re- 
ligious Orders  that  have  found  in  Bishop  Jones 
a  friend,   a  father,  and  a   good   shepherd;  the 
broken  hearts  of  his  own  clergy  who  shall  feel 
his  loss  more  and  more  as  time  proceeds — 'but 
most  of  all  his  brothers  in  the  Order  of  St.  Au- 
gustine— all  witli  one  swelling  heart  of  grief — 
see  in  his  tombstone  the  memory  of  one  who 
fled  this  vale  of  sorrow  j^urified  and  perfected 
by   the  trials    of   life    and   leaving   the   world  a 
better   place    for   his    existence.      Even    though 
the  half  concealed  sol)  breaks  forth  in  spite  of 
uncontrolled  nature,  even  thougli  a  warm  tear 
of  affection  falls  on  the  holy  grave  that  receives 
his  sacred  remains,  even  though  a  solemn  sil- 
ence  of   devotic/u   reminds    each,  of   death   and 
the   Great   To-morrow,   yet   there   still   remains 
one  comfort — he  was  a  man  of  God —  an  honor 
to  the  Priesthood,  a  glory  to  his  Holy  Order, 
and  a  credit  to  the  Episcopacy. 


Rt.  Rt'v.  Bishop  Wni.  A.  Jones 
Died-Feb.  17,  1921 


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T  \    llu'   liisl(n-\    of   nin-    iiistiviili'ni    iIumt    have  nilixr   to   ].Mini  oul   MilicVit    fcalnn's   that   adorn- -.r 

hecn  ,  k'w     sa'.K'>     more     impiv^ive      and  ^•''  i''^'  ^■I'^raclrr  ,  d  I'orto  ku-o'>  dear  I 'relate.-^  •■  :i 

,  ,  ,  ,  .   ,  ....  .  l'e''tui'c's    that      ^iiipled     Iniii    out      as     a     ehoseii  .  '.. 

soleiun    than   thai     which     main     (h,L;i)iiarK,'>    ol  r- 

Apostle     rd     »  ,,m1.     that     eiidt'arrd     him     to     hts'  ■ 

Cluireli    and    State    witnessed    on     h'ehrnarx     2  ^,  i  i    ,i     ,  i      t-        .1        1         .        r    1,; 

,  •  i.eo])le,    aini    thai    made    iMin    the    hoast    ol    hi> 

KjJl,  when  the  hue,  kt.Kev.   WilHam   .\.J<.nes,  i,.,„i„.,.  ,-vh-ioiis.      Mr   eiiiniuTated    tlie   various.;'/: 

(  ).S..\.,    D.l).,   re]iosed   in   death    011    an   I'xahed/  tasks    thivi     h'rovidenee    had    piil    ui)o-ir    tSislVo])';:.: 
ealafal(|iie  in  ihi'  1  arisli  church  at  Xdlhnuiva.  v  v.;\  ,.:j,  .i^,>,  j,,  ]us  \;,,un^  levile  davs.  and  how  under  ,;■: 

The  late    llisliop  came  north   hist   XoA-em'ier,  the  iiidneucc  of;  facdi  trial   the  t^old  oi"  hi>  real    ;' 

and   shortly  aider  Clu  islmas   was  ordered  10  St.  wurth  Was  hrou^hl    1"   h.'^^ht.      lie    recalled    tire   ';,. 

Jo.seph's    Hospital    1)_\    his    phxsician.    where,   on  1  in-iiini;-   zeal    ol    the   youthlul    h'alhcr   Jones    as/-; 


h\l)ruar\-      17.      he     died.        Soh'um       Keipiiein 
.Mass  was  celebrate  1   for  llic  repose  ol   his   soul 


le    wenl     fo.th,    wiili    (lod's     llenedictiou     upon    ; 
":!s    ex'i'iw     W(irk-  o\er    eaL!i-'i"     t:o     enhance'     the     ., 


1)_\     Mis    h'xcelleiicy,    the    .Most     l\e\-eren  1     lolin  ( dor\-    (if    his     (  lod.    vwv    ri'ad\     to    encounter  ,-,., 

iHUzaiK),     l).l)..    Apiisttdic     Mele    att'i    and    the  daiii^ir,    \<  >    sulTcr    an\    sacritice      ne\er    pau>iu'4' 

linal   al)sol,utii:u   at    the   ^rave  was  :_M\eu   hy    lli>  leio.i,'    dil'ticultics.    ne\er    ouiiltiir^'    an\'    lal)oi"— -    - 

(•race,       llisho])      .\lcl)e\dlt,     Of       I  larri>l)ur;.^.  hut   alw.axs  striving  to  he  all  thiipi^s   to  all   ineu.  i,;' 
\'ery    Ivev.,   X.   J.    X'asew    (  ).S..\.,    IVroyincird    of    ^  tint  rjl  iiiii4:lu,  kn  )w  ('iiri>i  and    lliin  C'rucihed    ,v,:' 
the    i  )rder.y  was   .\ssisiant    I'riesl.      Kev.    John   A   :;  :\sidc   from    ain-   human    testimiiuy   of   f)raise  ';■;■ 

I').    Leonard.   (  ).S..\..    Trior   (if    \  illanova,   ricle(j  for    l')i^h()]>    |ou?s'  cliaracter,   we   ma\-  iud;..^e  the    ;/. 

as   I  )eacoii  (if  the  .\la>s,  and   Uew   h..  (1.   1  )o]iaM,  no'de  \i!"lue>  (if  iiur  dear   Ihsho])  from  the  fruits     V: 

ML. I).,    S.d.l..,    (  )..S.(  )..     f.irmer      Tresi  'eni     1  if  of    his    lalxiis.       Ihe    mam     llourishin .;"    iiistitu-    ■; 

\  illamiwa    now     Tri;ir    al    d'oiirpkiiisxirc,    .si  ileu  limis  of  le:irniuL;-  and   reli^iou  that   lia\'e  hlooiii- 

Isjand.  acted  as  .'■^ul)-(leacons  of  the    .\1    s-.       I'lie  id   in    I'ortii   Rico   undei-  ihr   wise  an  1  m'lKM'dU.s 

1  )eacons    of    lloiior    wx're:    Kew    W  .     h.    (ire  11.  hand   ol    llij  lite    I'relatc;    die   nuiuIierk'Ss    -ouls 

<  >.  -S.  A..   Rector  of  St.   kita'.s,  ( 'liicis^o.   Ilk.  and  ll:al     nioiu-u    fo;-    the    departure    of    oiu'    whom  .  .. 

kev.    1).     |-    (  )'Sullivan,    (  ).    S.    A.,     kew    I'.    II.  tlicy   irusic'k  lo\ed,  and    re\ered  ;   the   man\    re-    - 


l\(.h(ie,    (  ).   .^.    .\.,    .Master   of    Xoxico,    ,•'(•■, mI   as 
lirst    .Master  (it  (\'re:noni    >  an!    k'(W.  (  .    \.   .Mel- 


ii^^n  Us  (  )i-Mrrs  )|i:ii   ha\a'  I'Uii:!  ui    hisluip    jinies 
a    friend,    a    lather,    and    a    l',(io1    shcjiherd  :    the 


chior,    I'.    A.,    was    .^(.^aail    .Masirr.      Tkr   uiiii    r       hrolxcu    lir'Tls    oi    his   <  >\\ 'i   clei\;\    who  shall    feci 


ministirs    were    selected    from    the    i 'rofesx,'!   ol 
the   I  ink'r. 


!',s    |i!s>   inii'i,'   ail  !    iiiiM'r   a.s   tuur   ina  icci,'i|s      hut 
iiaist  III   ;il|   lii-   hnilluTs  in  the  *  Malrr  1  if  Si.  Au- 


h,'  (  ire^oriau    keipdeu  was  i\!idcrrd  kx    \\:r         'iisjinr      .dl   with    :  ur    -wrUin^    heart    wf   ^ricf- 


ddir    1  f    I 'rofe<s(,'(l    a.ud    Xwiccs    uudcr    t!i;-    di 
I  (.'Ctii  111  ( if  ke\ .    josriili    1".    I  I  \  s(  Ml,  (  ).  S.     \.    wild 


i\e\' 


\\k    .\1.   Shecd\  .  <  ).  S.   A.  at    ihe  or.'au. 


-;■(.■  Ill  Ills  1(1  iihstour  Mir  lllclliiM'\  (M  oue  wllii 
lied  iki-  \aK'  iil  siirriiw  piiriried  and  pcrfrclcd 
k\     llu'    trials    111    hd\'    and    Kaviu-    tl.e    world    a 


.\earl\  150  prd'sis,  ."secular  an  I  kcLMikir.  at-  httcr  placi'  Uir  his  rvistriicc.  k'.\cii  tluiu^h 
tended  frimi  w  ideA  s]  iTad  r(."^i(ins.  l-'vuni  llii'  hah  concealed  si^h  hrcal^s  |i,rtli  in  spiii.'  of 
l'(irtii  kico  to  .Miiut.cd  ail  I  li"(iiu  k,i  is  uu  !■ 
(  liicaL^o,  itrnn  L;adu'rcd  Im  humir  t!ic  disMiiu 
ui>heil   prelate. 


mtci  au  rojk,'  1  ualure.  e\eii  ihoii^li  a  warm  tear 
oi  ■■llecliiiii  laMs  I  111  tile  liiih  L;ra\c  lliat  recei\es 
his    s;ieia'd    remains,   even    though    a    sokaiin    sjl- 


llie    kailo'.v    was   ikdivered    k\    tile    l\(.w.    ji'lin  (ice    (i|    lUwulii  11    leiuiiids    v:\c\]    i:f    death    and 

A.    .Xu^eiit.    (  ).    .^.    A,,    ;i    idassiii;iu    iif   I'le   (lead  tile    <  ua  al      1  m- morrow .    \  i.'i    ihere    still    reinaiiis 

l'«'s|i(ip.      The   preacher   111    siilriim    term-   traced  one  c  iirhu'l      lu'  w:!s  a  man  (if  <  iod        .-m  hoiKu' 

the  life  (if    I'dshup    |oiu's   frcui   ilieir   eailiesi    ,ac  lo  ihr    1 'la'esih,  n  m|.   ;oL:lor\    Ui   his    Mulx    (  )r(ler. 

ipiaiulaiua,    ,aiid    fre(|Ueiill\     pausd    in    lus    uar  ;  ad   a   (uadii   iii  die    h.pisci  ip,ac\  . 


THE     V  ILLANOV  AN 


(iur  i^bt  t0  lEttgUalf  fflatlfnltriam 

Robert  M.  Evans,  '24 


A  T  a  time  when  the  great  contest  between 
■^*-  the  EngUsh  Government  and  the  Irish 
people  is  raging,  perhaps,  more  fiercely  than 
ever;  when  the  attention  of  the  thinking  world 
is,  one  might  say,  centered  upon  this  perennial 
struggle  between  a  tyrannical  Government  and 
a  great  Christian  people;  when  the  friendly  re- 
lations of  these  two  great  Christian  races  are 
endangered,  nay — almost  destroyed  by  the 
cruel  and  senseless  policy  of  the  individuals  who 
are  temporarily  at  the  helm  of  the  British  ship 
of  state,  it  may  not  be  amiss  for  us  American 
Catholics  to  consider,  nay  to  reflect  upon  some 
of  the  elenients  of  the  British  culture  which  to 
us,  as  Catholics  may  seem  especially  worth 
while.  We  have  all  read  and  admired  or  at  least 
heard  of  Father  Lockington's  masterly  state- 
ment of  the  case  for  the  Irish  culture.  We  have 
all  seen  in  it  a  brilliant  apologia  for  that  na- 
tional genius,  the  seeds  of  which,  sown  in 
America,  upon  the  occasion  of  many  a  bitter 
persecution,  are  only  beginning  to  come  to  an 
abundant  fruition  in  the  shape  of  the  great 
American  Church  which  Ireland's  sons  have 
i)uilt  up.  But  where  is  the  eulogy  of  those 
great  Englishmen,  scholars,  saints,  and 
martyrs,  who  have  left  us  a  priceless  heritage 
in  the  form  of  a  great  Catholic  literature  in 
the  English  language?  What  of  those  great 
men,  who,  using  the  same  En^^^lish  which  be- 
came almost  the  very  language  of  Protestant- 
ism at  its  worst,  of  narrow,  bigoted,  Evangeli- 
cal Protestantism,  gave  us  an  ''Ode  to  the  Set- 
ting Sun," — a  "Hymn  to  S.  Teresa?"  Do  we 
owe  nothing  to  the  Mores,  the  Fishers,  the 
Campions,  the  Southwells,  martyrs  all,  mem- 
bers of  the  same  church  as  ourselves,  fellow- 
participants  in  the  Communion  of  Saints,  who 
moreover,  have  contributed  magnificently  to 
the  great  Christian  literature  of  England?  vShall 
we  ignore  entirely  the  good  work  of  the  Eng- 
lish scholars  who  gave  us  our  Douay  Bible? 
Shall  we  forget  completely  the  profound  influ- 
ence upon  all    English-speaking    Catholics    of 


such  eminent,  such  saintly  doctors  and  divines 
as,  for  instance,  Challoner,  who  has  left  his  own- 
monument  in  the  form  of  our  notes  to  the  Eng- 
lish Catholic  Bible,  our  most  commonly  used 
version  of  the  Imitation,- — his  great  Meditar- ; 
tions  and  his  Garden  of  the  Soul?  Shall  we  ac- 
knowledge no  debt  of  gratitude  to  a  Newman, 
a  Faber,  a  Benson,  simply  because  they  hap- 
pened to  differ  more  or  less  from  the  political 
opinion  of  many  of  their  Irish,  brethren, — be- 
cause they  belonged  to  a  nation  over  which, 
through  no  fault  of  their  own,  a  stupid  and 
tyrannical  government  has  sometimes  presided? 

Since  our  American  culture  is  destined  to  be, 
at  least  to  a  certain  degree,  a  more  or  less  elec- 
tic  one,  assimulating  and  adapting  to  American 
needs  and  American  conditions  much  of  what 
is  best  in  the  cultures  of  both  England  and 
Ireland  (not  to  mention  the  other  nations  of 
the  world),  since,  moreover,  we  should,  as 
Catholics,  make  use  of  the  good  things  of  a 
spiritual  nature,  prepared  for  us  by  our  English 
fellow  Catholics,  let  us  proceed  to  recall,  in  a 
necessarily  brief  manner,  some  of  the  many 
gems  of  Enghsh  Catholic  literature.  We  shall 
pass  over,  for  our  present  purposes,  the  other 
ways  in  which  Catholic  England  has  favorably 
influenced  American  Catholicism,  and  confine 
ourselves,  more  especially  to  a  consideration  of 
some  of  the  more  notal)le  treasures  of  the 
Catholic  Literature  of  England. 

In  the  first  place,  let  it  be  understood  that 
whatever  there  is  of  English  literature,  from 
Caedmon  to  More,  is  to  be  considered,  with 
very  few  exceptions,  as  Catholic  literature,' pro- 
duced by  Catholics,  in  an  England  more  or  less 
completely  under  the  benign  influence  of  the 
Church.  Except  for  the  paltry  productions  of 
Wycliffe  and  others  of  his  ilk,  we  may  s'^f?ly, 
siy  that  the  literature  of  England  from  the  in- 
troduction of  Christianity,  down  to  the  unhappy 
])eriod  of  the  Protestant  Revolution,  w^as  the 
literature  of  a  thoroughly  Catholic  land,  writ- 
ten by  men  who  were,  literally,  from  the  bap- 


THE     V  I  LLA  NOV  AN 


tismal  font  to  the  grave,  tinder  the  influence  of, 
\Holy  Mother  Church,   ^^^^.^^^^^^^^^^^^---v  >  r    -^ 

The  glorious  Roll  of  Honor  starts,  perhaps, 
with  the  great  name  of  the  Venerable  Bede, 
who  has  left  us  as  his  greatest  work,  the  fa- 
hious  Ecclesiastical  History  of  England,  from 
which  we  derive  practically  all  the  history  of 
England  that  we  have,  for  the  eight  centuries 
from  the  coming  of  Caesar  down  to  Bede's  own 
day.  Next  in  the  Christian  literature  of  the 
Anglo-Saxon  period  comes  Caedmon,  who  was 
probably  the  first  native  Enghsh  poet.  This 
noble  poet,  great  enough  to  be  called  the 
"Anglo-Saxon  Milton,"  was  a  monk  under  the 
Abbess  Hilda  at  Whitby.  He  has  left  us  some 
of  the  finest  Catholic  verse  that  we  have.  He 
is  followed  by  Cynewulf  whose  three  great 
poems,  "The  Christ,"  "Andreas"  and  "Elene." 
breathe  the  very  spirit  of  the  Ages  of  Faith. 
Next  we  find  that  it  was  a  monk,  Geoffrey,  of 
Monmouth,  who  wrote  the  History  upon  which 
were  founded  such  great  pieces  of  English  lit- 
erature as  Shakespeare's  King  Lear,  Malory's 
Morte  d'  Arthur  and  Tennyson's  Idylls.  Again, 
the  cycles  of  romances  upon  which,  also,  were 
based  this  last  named  work  formed  a  part  of 
English  Catholic  Literature.  However,  there 
is  no  need  of  enumerating  all  the  productions 
of  English  Catholic  Literature  during  these 
Anglo-Saxon  and  Anglo-Norman  periods. 
Suffice  it  to  say  that  since  th.e  ugly  head  of 
heresy  had  not  yet  shown  itself  to  any  great 
degree  in  England,  all  our  English  Literature 
of  these  ages  is  a  part  of  the  g'reat  heritage  left 
to  us  by  Catholic  England. 

And  Chaucer, — who  shall  ?ay  how  mu  "h  this 
great  English  Catholic  poet  has  influenced  not 
only  our  literature,  but  our  very  language. 
Writing  in  an  age  when  the  French  brought  in 
by  the  Normans  was  just  giving  away  to  the  na- 
tive English,  he  was  able  by  accepting  or  re- 
jecting words  of  French  origin  so  to  mold  the 
language  that  it  has  become  what  it  is  today. 
Then,  again,  it  was  he,  who,  together  with  that 
other  great  English  Catholic  poet,  John  Cower, 
fixed  upon  the  East  Midland  dialect  in  which 
they  wrote,  as  the  literary  language  of  Eng- 
land.    What  author  has  ever  given  us  a  truer, 


brighter,  more  pleasing  picture  of  the  age  in 
which  he  wrote  than  has  this  justly  famous  co- 
religionist of  ours?  ■''''■:'';'--i'':-:-''-)::.^'''^y:.-'-'- 

Then  we  come  to  th^t  apostle  of  tru2  reform, 
social  and  religious — William  Langland.  In 
his  Piers  Plowman,  we  hive  a  wonderful  pic- 
ture of  life  in  Catholic  England  of  the  Four- 
teenth Century,  but  also  an  earnest  protest 
against  certain  abuses  which  ch-aracterized  that 
age.  This  is  apiece  of  allegory  which  compares 
very  favorably  with  the  Pilgrim's  Progress ; 
and  its  effect  on  the  England  of  his  day  was 
fully  as  great  as  was  that  of  the  last  named 
work  at  a  later  day.  Langland  is  the  true  re- 
former of  that  interesting  century,  in  contra- 
distinction to  that  false  prophet  Wycliffe.  His 
passionate  desire  for  social  justice,  his  breadth 
of  vision,  his  greatness  of  soul  did  not  lead  him 
out  of  the  Church  bf  his  fathers,  but  rather 
caused  him  to  realize  that  the  remedy  for  the 
evils  of  his  day  lay  in  the  application  of  the 
principles   preached  by  the   Church   of  Christ. 

Next  we  come  upon  Sir  Thomas  Malory 
whose  wonderful  Morte  d'Arthur,  with  its 
child-like  and  clear,  yet  masterly  style  has  in- 
fluenced so  many  writers  of  subsequent  ages. 
The  greit  Shakespeare  himself  borrowed  from 
this  fine  old  Catholic  English  writer  as  did  Ten- 
nyson and  Arnold  and  Morris  and  Swinburnfi. 
In  this  wonderful  work  we  have  a  perfect  re- 
production of  the  life  of  mediaeval  England, 
of  Catholic  England  in  the  days  when  it  was 
"Our  Lady's  Dowry."  Of  Malory  himself,  we 
are  told  by  his  publisher,  William  Caxton,  (an- 
(  ther  English  Catholic,  who  exercised  tlnj 
greatest  possible  influence  on  our  language 
and  literature)  that  in  the  cjuiint  language  of 
the  day,  "he  was  the  servant  of  Jesus  both  by 
day  and  by  night." 

When  the  Renaissance  first  began  to  affect 
the  cultural  life  of  England,  it  was  a  trio  of 
Catholic  scholars,  More,  Colet  and  the  cos- 
mopolitan Erasmus,  who  brought  the  new 
learning  to  Oxford,  and  therefore,  to  the  atten- 
tion of  their  fellow  countrymen.  The  first  named 
of  these  three  must  always  remain  a  great  in- 
spiration to  Catholics  of  every  nation  and  every 
ngc.     By  his  steadfast  loyalty  to  Holy  Church, 


THE'  VILLA  NOV  AN 


by  his  constant  adherence  to  the  great  princi- 
ples of  his  faith,  he  has  given  us  a  noble  ex- 
ample of  conduct  which  may  well  be  followed 
by  those  American  Catholics  whose  field  of 
duty  lies  on  a  similar  plane  to  that  of  the  great 
English  Catholic  who  kept  his  honor  untarn- 
ished amidst  all  the  vicissitudes  of  an  active 
life  in  the  service  of  his  King  and  Country.  As 
regards  his  literary  productions  we  hieed  only 
mention  his  Utopia  and  his  dialogue  of  Gomfort 
against  Tribulations.  Colet,  also,  and  Eras- 
mus, the  latter  by  his  praise  of  folly,  especially, 
have  not  failed  to  afifect,  profoundly,  the  neu- 
tral life  of  England  and  of  us  American  Cath- 
olics. 

Of  the  troubled  times  immediately  preceding 
and  following  the  so-called  reformation  in 
Eng'land,  and  of  that  unhappy  period  itself,  we 
need  only  say  that  there  was  not  lacking  a 
Fisher,  a  Southwell,  a  Campion  to  pay  for  their 
faith  with,  their  blood  and  to  leave  us  a  great 
memorial  in  their  valuable  writings.  Which  of 
us  is  not  better  for  the  reading  of  Fisher  on  the 
Penitential  Psalms,  of  Southwell's  exquisite 
verse,  of  Canii)i()ns  Ten  Reasons?  In  the  sec- 
ular literature  of  this  age  we  have  also  among 
others,  the  works  of  Massinger,  the  celebrated 
Elizabethan  dramatist. 

'  These  Catholic  authors  were  followed  in  the 
next  century  l)y  the  great  Crashaw.  Who  can 
ever  get  more  religious  poetry,  into  ons  line 
than  did  this  saintly  convert  from  Puritanism, 
in  such  lines  as  the  following? 

"But  thou  givest  leave  (dread  Lord)  tliat  we 
Take  slielter  from   thyself  in  tiiee; 
And  with  tlie  wings   of  thine  own  dove 
Fly  to  the  sceptre  of  soft  love." 

(Translation  of  seventh  stanza  of  tlie  Dies  Irae) 
"liOve  thou  art  al)solute  sole  Lord 
Of  life  and  deatli!"  (Hymn  to  S.  Teresa.) 

It  would  l)e  but  commonjjlace  to  say  that  this 
is  the  very  essence  of  religious  poetry. 

Now,  for  want  of  space,  we  must  ])ass  over 
many  years,  during  which  was  ])roduced  much 
great  literature  by  English  Catholics,  pausing 
only  to  mention  such,  leading  influences  as  Hab- 
ington,  Pope,  Dryden  and  the  half-Catholic  Dr. 
Johnson,  Challoner,  Milner  and  Alban  Butler. 
]f  space  permitted,  we  might  point  out  some  as- 
pects of  the  greatness  of  "The  Hind  and  Pan- 


ther,'' Challoner's  Meditations,  Garden  of  the 
Soul,  Imitation,  the  "End  of  Controversy"  and 
the  hagiographical  works  of  the  great  Butler, 
but  such  isn't  the  case. 

So  we  must  pass  on  to  the  glorious  harvest 
of  EngHsh  CathoHc  literature,  the  seeds  of 
which  have  been  planted  under  the  favorable 
conditions  of  the  Second  Spring.  Here  again 
out  of  a  long  list  of  celebrated  authors  who  are 
included  in  the  scope  of  our  present  study,  out 
of  which,  stand  the  names  of  Oakeley^  Wil- 
berfoTce,  Ward,  Wiseman,  tJllathorne,  Man- 
ning, Vaughn,  Francis  Thompson,  Coventry, 
Patmoire,  Lionel  Johnson,  Bowden,  Ryder,  V/il- 
fred  and  Alice  Meynell,  Bishop  Hedley,  Father 
Caswall  and  a  host  of  others,  we  can  only  dwell 
at  any  length  on  the  life,  works  and  influences 
of  three:  Newman,  Faber  and  Benson. 
Whether  we  are  delighted  with  the  exquisite 
beauty  of  Gerontius,  whether  we  seek  to  give 
a  reason  for  the  faith  that  is  in  us,  whether  we 
admire  Callista,  or  Loss  and  Gain,  or  whether 
we  are  chiefly  attracted  by  the  historical  works 
of  this  noble  genius,  we  must  agree  that  this 
great  Englishman  has  indeed  liTid  a  very  great 
influence  upon  our  American  Catholic  litera- 
ture and  life.  How  many  conversions  in  Eng- 
land and  America  are  we  to  trace,  directly  ^  or 
indirectly  to  the  influence  of  this  wonderful 
English  Catholic?  How  can  we  express  our 
gratitude  for  the  shelf  full  of  books  bequeathed 
us  by  this  great  English  fellow-Catholic? 

And  Father  Faber.  Who  shall  speak  the 
praises  of  the  author  of  Creator  and  Creature, 
the  Easiness  of  Salvation,  the  Blessed  Scara- 
ment,  all  for  Jesus,  Bethlehem,  his  exquis- 
ite hymns,  his  lovely  poems?  Again,  who 
shall  define  the  limit  of  the  effect  on  our.  spir- 
ituality of  this  gentle  master  of  the  spiritual 
life.  How  many  souls  have  been  attracted  to 
their  Loving  Saviour,  through  the  mild,  benefi- 
cent influence  of  this  great  English  CathoHc 
mystic,  preacher,  poet? 

Finally  we  come  to  the  Catholic  literature 
genius,  who  has  perhaps  more  than  all  others, 
except  possibly  Canon  Shechan,  adorned  the 
period  in  which  he  lived.  In  the  historical  and 
modern  novels,  the  ascetical  and  other  theo- 
logical works,  the  plays  and  poems  of  this  illus- 


THE     V  I  LLA  NOV  AN 


trious  scion  of  a  noble  family,  we  have  some  of 
the  very  best  Catholic  literature  ever  produced.  > 
As  versatile  as  he  was  brilliant,  Benson  has  left 
on  all  his  work  some  trace  of  the  spiritual 
beauty  which  was  his.  And  so  he  well  deserves 
to  be  numbered  with  the  other  English  Catholic 
writers  whom  we  have  been  considering,  who 
are  the  donors  of  the  priceless  treasure  that  is 
ours, — English  Catholic  Literature, 

At  the  present  day,  the  cultural  life  of  Cath- 
olic England  shows  that  our  English.  fellow- 
Catholics  are  worthy  successors  of  the  noble 
ones  who  have  gone  before  them.  From  their 
half-dozen  or  more  Catholic  publishing  houses, 
there  comes  forth  a  steady  stream  of  true 
Catholic  literature.  Many  excellent  weeklies,  in- 
cluding the  venerable  TABLET,  the  Universe, 
and  others,  several  monthlies  of  sound,  cultural 
Catholic  value  and  of  course  the  historic 
"Dublin  Review,"  give  expression  to  the  opin- 
ions of  the  leading  thinkers  of  Catholic  England. 

I^'rom  the  presses  of  Washbourne,  Burns  and 
Oates,  Longmans,  the  Catholic  Truth  Society, 
Kegan  Paul,  French  and  Triibner,  and  Messrs. 
Lands  and  Company,  there  is  furnished  a  con- 
stant supply  of  good,  solid,  valuable  CathoHc 
literature,  so  that  "he  who  runs  may  read"  of 
the  glories  of  Christ  and  His  Church.  In  the 
life  of  the  church  today,  who  is  taking  a  more 
important  part  or  doing  greater  work  than 
the  bishops,  priests,  laymen  and  laywonien,  or 
the  great  religious  orders  of  England?  What 
nation  within  the  church  can  display  a  galaxy  of 
brighter  stars  in  its  literary  firmament  than 
Catholic  England,  with  its  Thurston,  Hull, 
Rickaby,  Plater,  Vaughn,  Martindale,  Gerard, 
Harper,  Keating,  Sydney  Smith,  and  Coleridge 
among  the  sons  of  Benedict,  with  its  Father 
Cabrol,  Chapman,  Hudleston  and  Webster 
among  the  sons  of  S.  eBnedict,  with  its  Father 
Hugh  Pope,  O.  P. ;  Father  Cuthbert,  O.  S.  F. 
C. ;  its  Vassal],  Phillips  and  Stebbing  of  the 
Redemptorist  order?  What  Catholic  thinkers 
of  any  nation  are  more  distinguished  in  their 
own  class  than  Dr.  Fortescue,  Dr.  Burton, 
Mgr.  Barnes,  Bishop  Ward,  and  finally,  the 
great   Cardinal  Gasquet? 


Now,  then,  if  by  our  little  study  of  some  few 
of  the  beauties  of  Catholic  England's  great  lit- 
erature we  have  come  to  realize  that  after  all, 
we  are  under  somewhat  of  an  obligation  to  our 
English  brethren  in  the  Faith,  let  Us  remember 
also,  that  literature  is  not  the  only  medium 
through  which  American  Catholic  life  has  been 
influenced  by  Catholic  England.  It  will  be 
enough,  perhaps,  If  we  call  to  mind,  the  fact 
that  our  country  before  the  revolution,  was  di- 
rectly under  the  spiritual  jurisdiction  of  the 
Vicar-Apostolic  of  the  London  district  and  that 
our  first  Bishop,  Dr.  John  Carroll,  was  edu- 
cated in  England  (at  Stonyhurst)  and  conse- 
crated in  England  by  an  English  bishop.  This 
consecration,  we  will  remember  took  place  in 
Lulworth  Castle  Chapel,  London,  on  August 
15,  1790,  the  officiating  prelate  being  Right 
Reverend  Dr.  Walmesley.  Moreover^ — if  we 
examine  the  history  of  the  beginnings  of  Cath- 
olicity in,— -for  instance,  Philadelphia,  we  find 
that  it  was  a  group  of  English  Jesuits  who  built 
the  first  permanent  church,  St.  Joseph's,  in 
1734 — that  Father  Thomas  Harvey,  (1690- 
1693),  Joseph  Greaton  (1722),  Henry  N'ealc 
(1741)  and  later,  Robert  Harding,  then  we  must 
not  forget  the  noble  work  of  Father  White  and 
his  devoted  brethren  in  Maryland,  beginning  as 
far  back  as  1634.  So  we  see,  that  even  more 
directly  than  by  their  literary  productions,  even 
more  directly  has  our  national  Catholic  life 
been  favorably  influenced  by  Catholic  England. 

In  conclusion,  let  us  show  our  appreciation 
of  our  heritage  from  Catholic  England  by  dis- 
tinguishing, in  the  present  unhappy  contro- 
versy, between  the  English  government  and 
the  English  people.  Let  us  moderate  our  state- 
ments as  to  the  relative  merits  of  both  sides 
of  this  prominent  question,  and  let  us  temper 
our  ardent  desire  to  see  Ireland  free  l)y  a  realiz- 
ation of  the  good  qualities  of  those  who  think 
differently  on  this  political  question,  so  that  in 
accordance  with  the  wishes  of  Him,  whom  both 
English  and  Irish,  and  also  American  Catholics 
acknowledge  as  their  spiritual  Lord,  Ireland 
may  attain  her  just  aspirations,  without  in  any 
way,  falling  short  of  her  duty. 


8. 


THE    V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


J,  A.  Mahoney 


T  N  one  of  the  ideal  suburbs  of  Philadelphia 
■*■  my  father  owns  a  beautiful  summer  home. 
The  house,  built  in  old  colonial  style,  stands  on 
a  rise  of  g-round  well  back  from  the  main 
thoroughfare  and  is  surrounded  by  many  trees. 
On  the  east,  a  small,  silvery  brook  glides  lazily 
over  its  pebbly  bed,  emptying  into  a  broad  lake 
covered  with  water  lilies. 

I  had  just  finished  my  last  year  at  college, 
and,  with,  my  "A.  B."  all  done  up  in  blue  and 
white  ribbons,  and  my  heart  set  on  the  con- 
quest of  the  world,  my  father  and  I  rode  out  to 
our  summer  home.  Conversation  did  not  lag, 
for  I  was  so  full  of  ethics,  economics  and  so- 
ciology that  I  simply  had  to  talk  about  them. 
I  proposed  ways  of  eliminating  all  the  evils  of 
society, — -of  establishing  socialism,  capitalism, 
and  misery,^of  bringing  the  poor  to  better 
conditions,  of  eliminating  strikes,  riots  and 
wars.  My  father  was  a  good  listener.  I  knew 
T  was  a  good  talker.  As  we  entered  the  gates 
of  our  own  property  I  was  telling  him.  that  he 
must  get  me  a  position  immediately.  His  eyes 
twinkled  just  a  little  and  the  corners  of  his 
mouth  turned  up  slightly  as  he  answered: 

"No,  son;  not  right  away.  Spend  a  few 
weeks  out  here  and  take  a  rest  which,  I  am 
sure,  you  need." 

Wait!  with  so  much  to  be  done  and  the 
world  getting  worse  every  day,  while  I  might 
be  doing  so  much  for  its  betterment!  But 
father's  word  was  law,  even  my  college  educa- 
tion would  not  let  me  forget  this  fact.  So  wait 
T  must. 

The  time  passed  slowly.  I  rose  at  nine 
o'clock  ,and,  after  a  light  breakfast  and  a  glance 
at  the  sporting  page,  I  strolled  out  among  the 
trees  to  smoke  a  "couple  of  butts."  In  the  af- 
ternoon I  took  in  a  ball  game,  then,  after  din- 
ner with  dad,  I  went  to  the  park  to  dance.  Slow 
life,  when  I  might  be  doing  ^^o  much!  At  din- 
ner dad  would  tell  me  of  the  happenings  in  his 
factory.  Some  very  interesting  problems  arose. 
Of  course  T  had  solutions  aplenty,  and  begged 


dad  for  a  chance  to  try  them.    He  still  insisted 
that  I  take  my  well-earned  rest. 

One  morning,  after  I  had  been  home  about 
a  week,  while  taking  my  usual  morning  smoke, 
I  walked  down  along  the  bank  of  the  stream. 
The  sun  was  rather  high  and  the  day  oppres- 
sively warm,  A  gentle  breeze  blowing  from  the 
lake  barely  stirred  the  leaves  on  the  trees,  al- 
lowing little  beams  of  sunlight  to  fall  on  the 
stream,  and  wafting  odors  of  the  water  lily 
through  the  grove.  On  the  bank  of  the  lake 
sat  an  old  man,  his  hat  in  his  hands,  and  beside 
him  a  rake.  He  did  not  move  at  my  approach, 
so  that  I  got  a  good  look  at  him.  He  was,  I 
judged,  almost  six  feet  tall,  a  little  stooped  at 
the  shoulders;  his  thin  gray  hair  was  well 
brushed  back  from  his  high  forehead;  deep-set, 
blue,  dreamy  eyes  seemd  to  look  into  space 
through  his  silver-rimmed  spectacles  set  'high 
on  his  shapely  nose;  a  faint  smile  played  about 
the  corners  of  his  thin  lips;  his  clothes,  though 
old,  were  well-kept. 

Here,  thought  I,  is  a  chance  to  expound  one 
of  my  theories.  Quickly  reviewing  all  that  I 
had  learned  about  an  honest  day's  work  for  an 
honest  day's  pay,  I  drew  nearer.  But,  on  closer 
inspection,  I  saw  that  my  efforts  would  be  fruit- 
less. The  man  never  moved.  The  vacant  stare, 
the  tilt  of  his  head,  as  if  drinking  in  the  music 
from  the  brook,  convinced  me  that  he  was  half- 
witted.  ;  ■ 

"Good  morning,"  I  said  1)landly.  "isn't  this 
exhilarating?" 

The  man  stirred  a  little  as  if  wakened  from 
a  pleasant  dream. 

"Exhilarating?  O,  Yes!  Very  pleasant  in- 
deed."   Again  he  returned  to  his  reverie. 

I  walked  off  a  short  distance,  and  in  a  few 
minutes  I  saw  the  man  rise  and  set  to  work 
with  a  vim. 

That  night  at  dinner  I  mentioned  this  man 
to.  dad. 

,    "He's   a   character.      Study   him!"   and   with 
that  he  dismissed  the  subject. 


TBB    V  ILLANOV  AN 


The  next  clay,  out  of  curiosity  I  took  the 
same  stroll.  I'he  man  was  seated  in  the  same 
place;  he  had  the  same  preoccupied  look,  the 
same  pose.  I  greeted  him  with  a  "Good  morn- 
ing."    He  answered  absently. 

"Where  do  you  reside?"  I  asked, 

"Reside?  O,  yes.  In  the  middle  cottage 
across  the  way." 

I  spoke  to  him  about  the  different  trees,  and 
plants,  and  of  the  natural  beauties  of  the  place. 
To  my  surprise  he  talked  fluently  with  excellent 
diction  and  as  one  who  was  master  of  his  sub- 
ject. 

"Would  you  mind  if  I  came  over  to  your 
cottage  this  evening?" 

"My  cottage?  O,  yes!  Certainly  not.  Glad 
to  have  you.     Glad  to  have  company." 

That  night  I  did  not  "dress  up."  After  a  few 
minutes  with  dad  in  his  "den,"  I  took  a  hand- 
ful of  his  cigars,  an  old  brand  which  'he  had 
been  smoking  for  years,  and,  slipping  on  a 
sweater,  made  my  way  to  the  cottage  across 
the  way. 

The  other  cottages  were  all  lit  up;  merry 
laughter  and  playful  shouts  of  children  came 
from  all  sides; — but  in  the  one  in  the  middle 
there  burned  a  solitary  lamp  and  all  was  as  still 
as  death..  T  approached  breezily,  threw  my 
cigarette  away  and  knocked  on  the  door.  No 
response.  I  knocked  again,  then  noisily 
pushed  open  the  door  and  entered. 

The  man  was  seated  by  the  tal)le,  an  old  corn- 
cob pij^c  held  listlessly  between  his  lips.  He 
had  the  same  preoccupied  look,  the  same  pose, 
as  when  I  had  first  seen  him. 

"Good  evening,"  said  I- 

"Good  evening?  O,  Yes!  So  it's  you.  I 
was  waiting  for  you." 

"Is   this   the   way  you   spend   all   your  even- 


mgs 


?" 


"Most  of  them — yes.  I  usually  go  to  bed 
early." 

"Have  a  cigar?"  said  I,  offering  him  one  of 
my  dad's  old  favorites. 

He  took  the  cigar  and  thanked  me.  Then 
gazing  at  the  band  a  faint  smile,  as  if  recogni- 
tion lit  up  his  face. 


"Good  brand,",  he  said  as  he  ofifered  me  a 
light,  and  then  lit  the  one  I  had  given  him. 

In  a  moment  my  eyes  took  in  the  whole 
room.  In  one  corner  there  was  a  cot ;  a  clothes- 
tree  with  few  leaves  on  its  branches  stood  at 
the  foot  of  the  cot.  A  small  wash-stand  stood 
against  the  opposite  wall  and  the  table  and 
chairs,  which  we  occupied,  made  up  the  furni- 
ture of  the  room.  The  walls  were  adorned  with, 
many  pictures,  of,  what  seemed  at  first,  views 
of  our  place.  But  on  closer  inspection  I  found, 
that,  while  there  was  a  striking  resemblance, 
there  were  also  many  minor  differences  from 
the  scenes  of  "Briar  Hill,"  our  place. 

"Do  you  ever  read  ?"  I  asked. 

"Read?  O,  yes,  when  I  get  the  books.  I 
like  reading.' 

"Perhaps  I  can  help  you  out.  Father  has 
quite  an  extensive  library.  What  would  you 
Hke?'" 

"O!  anything  will  do." 

"Dickens?  O!  yes!  I  have  read  all  his 
works  and  I  like  them  very  much.  He  was  cer- 
tainly a  man  who  knew  London  life,  wasn't  he? 
Poor  Little  Nell,  and  Oliver  Twist!  I  felt  sorry 
for  those  youngsters.  I  heard  Dickens  lec- 
ture when  he  was  in  this  country.  He  wasn't 
really  much  of  a  lecturer,  but  he  drew  a  crowd 
because  he  was  Dickens.  Have  you  read  his 
'American  Notes?'  Yes?  Don't  you  know  I 
thought  he  was  broader-minded  than  he  shows 
himself  to  be  in  those." 

"You  have  read  Thackeray,  too,  I  suppose?" 

"Thackeray?  O!  yes.  I  like  him.  His  lit- 
tle breaks  in  the  story  I  did  not  like  at  first,  but 
when  I  began  to  see  the  moral  lessons  he  had 
I  apreciated  him  very  much.  He's  good ;  he 
can  certainly  portray  the  feeling's  and  emotions. 
You  remember  that  scene  in  Pendennis,  where 
they  are  waiting  for  the  doctor;  wasn't  that 
true  to  life.  It  is  a  long  while  since  I  read  that 
book  but  I  can  recall  that  scene  vividly." 

He  had  me, — his  old  dreamy-eyed  workman. 
I  was  in  a  quandary  as  to  whom  to  mention 
next.     But  I  thought  I'd  risk  the  poets. 

"We  have  Shakespeare  in  the  library ;  would 
you  like  to  try  him?" 


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,  I 


THE     V  ILLANOV  AN 


=;=!= 


"Shakespeare?  Ol  yes.  Excellent  isn't  he? 
His  dramas  are  the  best  in  the  language.  Best 
ever  written,  I  guess. V       ;.     : , ; ; .       .  '  ; ,    ; : 

"Besfin  the  language?  Best  ever  written!" 
It  was  my  turn  now  to  ask  myself  in  the  man's 
style.  How  does  he  know  this;  he  must  have 
read  the  rest. 

"You  seem  to  have  reM  considerably,''  I 
said  aloud. 

"Considerable?  O!  yes;  I  haver  ead  all  the 
old  authors.  I  thougiht  perhaps  you  had  some 
of  these  new  fangled  books.  Something  light,; 
which  please  and  at  the  same  time  do  not  make 
you  think  much  to  get  their  meaning,  for  I  am 
very  tired  after  the  day's  work." 

His  cigar  was  smoked  out.  I  gave  him  an- 
other. 

"Well,  1  think  we  have  just  what  you  want. 
Dad  gave  me  a  set  of  O.  Henry  for  a  present 
last  Christmas,  and  I  will  be  delighted  to  bring 
a  few  over." 

"O.  Henry?  O!  yes.  I  read  one  of  his.  Very 
good.  Full  of  jokes  and  pleasing  points.  Just 
the  thing.    I  shall  be  delighted  to  get  them." 

"It  is  getting  rather  late  and  I  know  you 
want  to  go  to  bed.  Good  night.  May  I  bring 
these  books  over  to-morrow  night?" 

"To-morrow  night?  G!  yes,  glad  to  have 
you  come  over.     Good  night,  my  lad." 

I  walked  home  slowly, — thinking  of  the  man. 
Then — I  recalled  dad's  words,  "He  is  a  char- 
acter; study  him."  A  low  light  was  still  burn- 
ing in  the  den,  but  I  avoided  meeting  dad  again 
that  night,  for  I  knew  that  he  would  ask  ques- 
tions, and  I  did  not  wish  to  be  disturbed  in  my 
study  of  "Him." 

The  next  morning  instead  of  taking  my  usual 
walk  I  went  to  the  library  and  selected,  what  I 
thought  to  be,  four  of  O.  Henry's  best  books: 
"The  Four  Million/'  "Trimmed  Lamps,"  "Cab- 
bages and  Kings"  and  "Sixes  and  Sevens."  I 
placed  these  on  a  rack  outside  the  door  of  the 
den  and  casually  threw  my  sweater  over  them. 
That  night  I  again  left  the  den  early,  with  a 
handful  of  cigars.  Picking  up  my  package  and 
sweater,  I  again  went  to  the  cottage  over  the 
way.     All  was  as  on  the  previous  evening.     I 


1 

knocked  and  entered.     The    man    was  in    the 

same  position., ,-         ;:;■:;■■:-,-■';•;■;  ..^--I'/Vv  ■::■■■; 

.   "*T  broiight  the  books  over,"  said  I.  !: 

"O!  yes,  the  books.  O.  Henry.    Sit  down." 

We  talked  of  various  subjects  for  a  short 
while.  At  last  I  worked  around  to  the  pictures 
on  the  wall. 

"They  look  so  much  like  scenes  if  'Briar 
Hiir,"  I  said,  "yet,  on  close  inspection,  I  find 
they  are  not  just  the  same."    r    ;  ;  • 

"The  pictures?  O!  yes.  'Briar  Hill'?  Good 
Cigar.  ,,-.,,.-.;■.'  ■:■-..  •:.■:■■:■'::,:,.:■.■■.■•'■,■.■;:  ^^'v::---..-.:^  ■:■.->,■■. 

But  I  was  not  to  be  put  ofif.  I  had  been  think- 
ing of  this  man  all  day ;  the  more  I  thought  of 
him  the  more  I  felt  that  he  had  a  strange  story 
and  I  wanted  to— I  must  hear  it.     ;       v  /; 

"Where  were  they  taken?" 

A  thin  mist  came  over  his  eyes.  His  face 
twitched  nervously. 

"Boy,  I  have  a  strange  story,  but  if  you  will 
indulge  me  I'll  tell  you." 

Without  answering,  I  lit  a  fresh  cigar  and 
prepared  to  listen. 

"My  father  was  a  country  doctor  of  moder- 
ate means.  My  mother  died  w^hen  I  was  very 
young  and  I  was  constantly  in  the  company  of 
my  father.  He  was  well  educated  and  it  was 
his  one  desire  to  see  me  a  college  graduate  and 
well  settled  before  lie  died.  I  completed  the 
high  school  course  in  my  native  town,  and  in 
1 8 —  entered  Yale.  Four  years  later  I  gradu- 
ated with  honors.  When  I  got  my  'A.  B.'  I 
felt  that  I  was  fully  equipped  to  go  out  and 
conquer  the  world.  I  secured  a  position  in  a 
large  brokerage  firm  in  New  York  and  by  hard 
work  and  constant  application  I  was  soon  pro- 
moted to  assitant  manager  of  the  company. 

"About  the  time  I  received  this  promotion  I 
fell  in  love  with  a  beautiful  young  society  girl 
from  Baltimore.  She  was  a  very  beautiful  and 
charming  woman,  well  educated,  but  a  little 
frivolous.  I  thought  this  due  to  her  desire  to 
be  sociable  and  to  her  excessively  lively  spirit. 
Well.  I  married  her.  We  built  a  house  in  one 
of  the  suburbs  of  New  York, — a  house  almost 
exactly  like  yours  in  every  detail.  The  gar- 
dens, too,  were  much,  the  same,  even  to  the 
stream  and  lily  pond. 


^.xilsi^i^A.  :'-t^^l-i.->AiijteL;-J'.^^.^«i^A^.^.iL^-^ji-ABi".-  • 


THE     V  ILLANOV  AN 


II 


"We  were  very  happy  for  a  while,  but  I  soon 
discovered  that  my  wife  was  a  regular  butter- 
fly— if  you  will  pardon  me;  She  fluttered  here 
and  there  attending  all  the  functions  of  the  best 
set  in  New  York.  She  spent  lavishly  and  my 
savings  soon  dwindled  to  "^^^g^'^t.  I  worked 
doubly  hard  and  soon  earned  another  promo- 
tion. But  my  increase  in  salary  was,  for  her, 
a  signal  to  fly  higher.     ^   -       ■  ^ 

"I  soon  became  bankrupt.  I  kept  this  from 
my  wife  and  appropriated  some  of  the  farm's 
money  to  invest  in  stock  At  that  time  there 
were  rnany  gold  mines  in  Alaska  producing 
very  well,  so  I  put  the  money  in  the. best  one. 
Stocks  went  up  and  I  got  more  money.  But 
the  more  I  made  the  more  my  wife  spent.  The 
prospectors  of  the  gold  company  discovered  a 
new  and  tremendously  rich  vein  and  stocks 
soared  to  such  a  price  that  I  was  just  about  to 
sell  out  and  live  on  'Easy  Street'  for  the  rest  of 
hiy  life  when  an  earthquake  destroyed  the  en- 
tire property.  I  was  ruined.  My  wife  pressed 
for  money, — the  company  discovered  the  de- 
ficit, and  I  confessed  all." 

"The  owner  of  the  company  for  which  I 
worked  was  the  father  of  an  old  college  chum, 
so  he  did  not  prosecute  me ;  but  my  wife — 
unfaithful  to  the  last — left  me.  My  property 
was  sold  and  I  was  a  pauper. 

"I  drifted  from  bad  to  worse,  and  in  three 
years  I  was  old,  broken,  dejected.  A  year  later 
I  was  in  the  poor  house.  They  say  it  is  written 
on  the  gates  of  hell,  'All  who  enter  here  leave 


hope  behind-'     Lad,  the  poof  house  is  hell! 

"I  stayed  there  for  about  five  years,  and  then 
I  felt  as  though  I  could  start  out  in  the  world 
again.  I  went  from  job  to  job,  but  I  was  al- 
ways fired  for  dreaming.  Just  a  year  ago, 
while  walking  along  the  highway,  I  saw  'Briar 
Hill.'  It  reminded  me  so  much  of  what  I  used 
to  be  that  I  came  in  and  appHed  for  a  job.  The 
gardener  took  me  on.  I  worked  faithfully  for 
a  while,  but  some  invisible  force  seems  to  drag 
me  to  the  edge  of  that  lily  pond  and  there  I  sit 
and — dream.  No  doubt  you  found  rhe  dream- 
ing here  these  last  two  nights — well — these 
pictures!  That's  my  story.  Good  night,  lad. 
Leave  me  to  my  dreams;  they  are  all  I  have." 

I  rose  and  left;  so  affected  was  I  that  I  would 
not  even  say  good  night. 

As  I  neared  home  I  saw  the  dim  light  in  the 
study.  A  man  entered  the  door  just  as  I 
niounted  the  steps.  When  I  entered  dad  was 
waiting  in  the  hall.   ;    "v 

"James  told  me  that  you  were  over  to  the 
middle  cottage.    I  want  to  see  you  in  the  den." 

I  followed.  He  took  a  seat  well  back  from 
the  table  and  motioned  me  to  one  in  the  full 
rays  of  the  lamp.  For  a  few  moments  neither 
of  us  spoke  and  although  I  could  not  see  his 
eyes  I  knew  he  was  studying  my  face. 

"You  have  been  over  to  see  the  man  in  the 
cottage?"  he  said  at  last. 

"Yes,  dad."  '-■:  ^'" -'>:: '^^ 

"You  may  come  into  the  factory  with  me  in 
the  morning." 


THE  STOIC 

(A  Rondeau) 

By  A  G.  Yenoham 


I  sit  and  smoke  when  things  go  wrong- 
More  soothing   than   the  sweetest  song 
To  take  my  pipe  and  easy  chair, 
And  then,  while  snugly  settled  there, 
I  blow  my  troubles  right  along. 
I  read  in  faces — hope — despair^ 
I  see  the  men  depressed  with  care. 


I  listen  to  the  children's  song — 
I  sit  and  smokel 

Another's   trial   PII   not  share, 
E'en  though  to  man  it  doth  belong; 
Of  suffering  toil  I'll  not  think  long: 
Let  each  one  his  own  burden  bear — 
I  sit  and  smokel 


12 


THE     V  ILIAN  OV  AN 


J^\\t  Srtumplj  nf  Jfattlj 


By  John  F.  O'Brien 


PROLOGUE 

Wlien  merry  hearts  are  gathered  round  the  board 
And  luscious  viands  favor  every  eye, 
The  merriment  and  mirth  of  joy  unstrained 
Holds  high  dominion  over  every  lieart: 

And,  thus,  contented,  nature  seems  to  gloat 

l^pon  the  goods  of  bestial  appetite, 

And  gorge  the  passions  with  supreme  delight. 

Tiie  slave  that  labors  'neath  Self's  cruel  yoke 

Has  no  law  other  than  his  own  proud  heart. 

In  such  an  hour  fair  virtue  has  no  voice. 

Nor  any  gracious  gift  of  God  revered. 

The  truly  noble  joys  of  human  life 

Are  scorned,  and  pleasure's  imitations  sought. 

'Tis  strange !  how  true  the  ancient  fates  foretold ! 

That  man — the  image  of  iiis  God — should  seek 

The  fleeting  baubles — in   a  mortal  life — 

Tiiat  period  of  test  when  he  should  strive 

For  fitness  worthy  of  eternal  praise ! 

Man's  nature — soul  and  body^both  must  give 

In  just  proportion  their  full  worship  due: 

Eacli  one  the  other's  mate  in  joy  and  woe 

So  each  must  offer  homage  to  their  God. 

I'jie  fruits  of  earth  tlie  body's  rightful  food, 

But  joys  of  grace  and  virtue  feed  the  soul. 

Part  I. 
Tlie  mighty  cliicftain's  well  attended  hall 

Rang  echoes  of  festivities  and  joy, 

While  all  the  charms  that  beauty  lends  to  grace 

I'jushrine  the  ciiamber,  and  sweet  rhapsody 

Its  own  celestial  majesty  declares. 

There  at  the  foremost  of  the  board,  serene, 

Tiie  daring  Aldermalt,  with  eminence  enclad. 

Had  ta'en  iiis  place.    His  fawning  sycophants 

Close  to  him  sat  and  loudly  cheered  his  words. 

Tiie  golden  goblet's  brimming  edge  iiad  bowed 

Its  teiii})ting  lustre  to  iiis  gracious  smile. 

I'i'en  woman's  ciiarnis  had  vied  his  love  to  sliare- 

Yea!  every  lieart  sougiit  Aldernudt  tiie  proud. 

The   fiery   unset   cast   its   glowing   siiade 

Against  the  purity  of  Heaven's  blue, 

And  loudly  fortli  yon  monastery  bell 

Proclaims  in  clarion  notes  the  twilight  liour. 

The  simple  peasant,  wlio  with  labor's  liands 

Works  out  his  simple  liveliiiood  in  peace, 

Hears  Heaven's  accents  in  tiie  sound  supreme, 

And   bends  a  su])])liant  knee  to  (Jod  in  jirayer. 

'I'lie   lioly  monks  witii  unity  of  lieart 

In  lioly  ciionis  raise  tiieir  voice  in  praise 

To  liiin  wiiose  name  is  first  among  all  men. 

E'en  gorgeous  nature  now  adores  its  God, 

And  stands  in  awful  silence  deej)  and  long. 

Anon  tlie  featliered  minister  of  song 

To  tlie  strange  stillness  of  tlie  forest  calls, 

I5ut  hears  no  answer  save  its  own  faint  voice 


Re-echoed  in  the  solemn,  silent  awe. 
Now,  far  and  wide  the  holy  notes  advance, 
And  cheer  each  heart  and  breast  with  thoughts  of  God, 
Far  into  silent  distance  pierced  the  sound 
More  faint,  but  sweeter  as  it  floats  around,    - 
The  lull  of  banquet  fascinates  the  proud, 
When  silence  once  again  resumes  its  reign. 
When  each  would  feign  some  novel  jest  to  make 
And  bow,  applauded,  by  a  lustful  group. 
'Twas  such  a  gap  in  Aldermalt's  great  feast 
That  heard  the  notes  of  yonder  holy  bell. 
As  sweetly  through  the  gorgeous  hall  cf  joy 
It  echoed  forth  the  rustic's  pious  prayer. 
The  chief  with  bloated  face — from  pleasures  weak. 
Peered  into  faces — each   like   his  own. 
No  word  he  .spoke  until  the  last  faint  note 
Had  melted  into  air — and  broke  the  spell. 
"What  arrogance!",  exclaimed  the  host  with  rage, 
"To  halt  the  joy  of  Aldermalt's  delight, 
To  send  those  sombre  sounds  of  gloom  and  fear 
Into  the  happiness  of  banquet  halls!" 
"We 'be  revenged,"  a  noble  loudly  cried. 
"I^et  Aldermalt  his  signal  give,  that  we 
His  subjects  may  with  fiery  brand  and  sword 
Devour  all  that  dwell  within  yon  wall." 
The  board  with  ribald  voices  are  accord. 
And  meretricious  warriors  grasp  their  blades. 
And  each  with  seeming  effervesence  pligiits 
His  fealty  to  Aldermalt,  the  proud. 
But  as  the  mighty  cliffs  remain  unmoved 
Wlien  angry  winds  assail  their  rocky  breasts, 
So  did  the  leader  of  these  nobles  stand — 
With   weaponed  hand  extended  o'er  the  feast. 
"Peace  !     Hold  ye  back !     My  gallant  brother  peers, — 
Force  ruins  and  lays  waste — what  joy   might  use, 
Wiiile  thoughtful  action  saves — and  yet  destroys." 
At  this  the  mawkish  adula  ing  hand. 
With  maelstrom  force  they  cheer  the  wise  reply, 
And  fulminating  oaths  against  tiie  monks 
Were  hurled,  and  tlireats  of  torture  freely  cast. 
"Within  those  cloistered  precincts  can  be  found 
Full  many  a  jeweled  article  of  prayer — 
Those  treasures,  gifts  of  faith  and  hope,  are  ours 
And  we  must  have  them,"  Aldermalt  declared. 
"Yea,  that  we  must,"  asseverates  a  thane, 
"But,  brother  lords,  our  profit  lies  in  skill. 
I-et  yVldermalt's  wise  coimsel  be  our  guide, 
And  to  ills  prudence  offer  we  our  sword.s." 
To  tills  the  flattered  chieftain,  smiled  his  tlianks, 
"Tiien   hear  me!   Masters!"  Aldermalt  replied, 
'TU  gain  admittance  there,  and  once  within 
Tlie  jewelled  wealth  is  ours  and  else  what's  found. 
Thereto  in  penitence  well  feigned — I  go. 
And  beg  the  quiet  of  lonely  cell, 
My  solemn  niein,  and  meditative  step 
Will  them  convince— and  tiius  my  plans  succeed; 


THE     VILLA  NOV  AN 


13 


Tomorrow's  sun  shall  find  you  all  arrayed — 

And  e're  he  smiles  full  faced  ujion  the  earth 

All  shall  I  greet  outside  those  cloistered  walls, 

And  lead  you  to  the  treasured  house  of  prayer. 

But  he  ye  armed— and  steeled^-each  his  hest 

Lest  superstitious  rustics- — us  pursue 

And  if  discovered — in  disgrace  we  die." 

The  chieftain  rose,  and  every  sword  unsheathed 

Spoke  loyalty  across  the  festive  board — 

And  each  his  solemn  promise  did  proclaim 

To  greet  tomorrow's  sun  'neath  cloistered  walls, 

Or  die  in  the  attempt  to  keep  his  oath. 

Then  each  unto  his  several  castle  went, 

The  minstrelsy  now  ceased  its  merry  notes — 

The  flamheaux  cooled  and  twilight  gathered  round 

The  silent  chamber  of  supreme  delight. 

■  Part- 11.'^ 

Before  the  thick  of  night  obscured  the  land 
The  monks  their  simple  vesper  hynm  had  sung. 
And  as  they  slowly  leave  the  holy  place 
Each  eye  falls  on  the  bent  form  of  a  man 
A  stranger  garbed  in  solemn  black  and  plain. 
His  head  in  reverence  bowed  and  face  cast  down. 
His  step  was  slow,  and  garments  marked  by  age, 
A  wooden  figure  of  the  Christ  he  holds 
And  as  the  holy  hermits  pass  him  by 
They  see  him  kiss  with  pressing  lips  again 
The  sacred  wounds   of  God's  eternal  Son. 
At  last  the  gray  haired  prior  meanly  clad 
Receives  the  stranger  with  unfeigned  respect. 
"What  seek  ye  here,  good  Brother?",  then  he  asked, 
"Wouldst  thou  thy  sinful  life  in  sorrow  purge 
Until  thy  soul  is  cleansed  of  every  stain? 
Whence  came  thee,  and  what  seek  thee  here  to,  find?" 
"J'o  this  the  black  garbed  visitor  replied.      ;  • 
"Thou  holy  man  of  God,  I  crave  your  leave. 
To  spend  the  finish  of  my  sinful  life 
Within  these  cloistered  walls  with  God  and  thee 
Where  I  may  learn  salvation's  worth  in  peace. 
Yes,  sinner  blacker  than  the  worst  in  name 
I've  been,  and  now  my  fleeting  days  are  few, 
'I'hese  would  I  give  to  God  in  prayer  and  love 
And  give  my  wealth  and  liberty  to  you. 
If  thou  hast  ever  loved  the  wandering  sheep 
Be  thou  a  sheplierd  to  tliis  erring  heart 
Into  this  happy  flock  receive  this  soul 
And  call  it  back  from  Satan  to  its  God." 
"Not  all  thy  wealtii,  if  'twas  in  measure  twice 
The  value  of  the  earth,"  the  nmnk  replied 
"Could  buy  for  thee  a  monastery  cell. 
For  only  tliose  whom  God  hast  sent  can  live 
At  ])eace,  within  these  consecrated  walls. 
For  know  tliy  humble  mein  and  suppliant  voice 
Ca  nbetter  buy  thee  entrance  tiian  thy  Gold. 
Go  thou  into  tliis  house  of  God  and  speak 
Thy  aching  heart  to  Him  wlio  sees  thy  griefs. 
Behind  that  holy  door  resides  in  truth 
Tlie  sacramental  presence  of  tiiy  God. 
The  flesh  that  bled  on  Calvary's  gory  mount. 
That  tread  the  dusty  roads  of  Galilee — 


Within  that  sacred  tabernacle  lies 

And  begs  to  pour  His  grace  upon  thy  heart.  . 

Here;  e're  the  beads  thrice  told  by  thee,  I'll  come 

And  if  this  holy  yearning  still  persists 

I'll  grant  thee  entrance  to  this  holy  place. 

Then  canst  thou  give  thy  suffering  soul  to  God." 

No  word  spoke  Aldermalt,  nor  raised  his  face 

But  grasped  convulsively  the  prior's  hand. 

And  pressed  its  fingers  to  his  guilty  lips. 

Then  slowly  turning,  slowly  wends  his  way 

Into  the  awful  presence  of  his  God. 

As  one  whose  erring  step  in  forest  wild 

Delivers  into  groves  where  serpents  sleep, 

The  cursed  reptile  will  by  lustful  gaze 

Attract  the  careless  eye  with  mighty  hold, 

y\nd  bound  in  frightful  dread  the  victim  stands 

A  breathing  statue,  but  devoid  of  thought. 

So  did  that  proud  and  fawning  Aldermalt 

With  peering  eye,  and  palpitating  heart, 

Within  that  sacred  solemn  silence  pause. 

A  tremor  thrilled  his  frame,  his  very  soul 

Bore  accusation  strong  against  his  hopes. 

As  one  that  sculptor's  blade  had  carved — he  stood 

In  posture  permanent  until  the  glare 

Of  the  impending  sanctuary  light 

yXUures   his  eye  and  wakes  him  from  the  trance. 

"Alone,"  he  whispered  as  he  viewed  the  flame 

Thi\t  flickered  high  above  the  holy  place. 

And  then  in  accents  trembling  murmured  low, 

"What  fools  are  they  who  enter  here  to  speak 

MMth  God,  where  only  silent  darkness  reigns 

And  hope  to  hold  in  his  abundent  house 

Sweet  converse  with  the  Saviour  of  the  world. 

Delusion's  slaves,  their  lives  and  treasured  gold 

Surrendered  up  to  manifest  their  trust 

In  Him,  whose  sceptor  rules  the  universe. 

This  generous  hypocrisy  be  cursed! 

Think  they  that  Heaven's  joys  are  bought  wMth  gold. 

Aye!  such  is  blasphemy  to  tempt  the  I>ord 

To  seek  for  bliss  exchanged  for  earthly  wealth. 

I  do   remember  well  but  when  a  child. 

My  saintly  mother  oft  did  bid  me  come 

Into  the  precincts  of  this  holy  place 

And   to   my  sacramental   king  proclaim 

My  love  and  proud  allegiance  to  His  throne. 

But  'twas  her  strange  simplicity  that  wrought 

Those  stupid  fantasies  of  faith  in  her, 

Behold!  I  stand  and  see  no  golden  tiirone 

Where  from   a  thorn  crowned  Saviour  rules  the   world. 

Could  He  who  fills  the  sun  and  uu)()n  with  light 

Beside  in  darkness  unattended  here? 

Why  'tis  a  sin  against  the  truth  of  God 

To  thus  imi)ose  upon  the  mind  of  man." 

He  Ionised  for  thought,  the  silence  seenu>d  to  halt 

The  thoughts  of  his  perverted  intellect. 

The  darkness  and  the  hush  of  death  that  stilled 

'i'he  echo  of  all  sound  of  mortal  man 

Declared  its  dreadfulness  in  awful  terms. 

The  ruby  lamp  light  flickered  o'er  his  head, 

And  prayerful  shadows  round   him   freely  cast 

As  if  the  heart  blood  of  the  Christ  was  shed. 


u 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


To  free  liis  soul  from  Satan's  bounds  at  last. 
And  now,  tlie  moments  fled  in  cons' ant  pace 

And  each  succeeding  second  bore  its  thought — 
Of  days  that  were,  when  faith  had  blessed  his  soul 
With  peaceful  joys  and  hopes  of  other  days. 
A  reverie  of  fear  and  faith,  in  twain 
Divides  the  struggling  of  his  worried  mind 
Fear  of  his  God,  lest  Justice  claim  His  rights, 
Faith,  of  a  fear  conceived,  with  dreadful  shame,  _    '' 
A  step,  but  scarcely  audible,  is  heard. 

And  as  it  slowly,  softly  treads  its  way 

Into  the  darkened  silence  of  the  place 

Tlie  proud  and  trembling  Aldermalt  knelt  down 

To  greet  the  simple  visitor's  approachj 

And  thus  deceive  the  humble  man  of  God. 

The  holy  prior  aged  with  years  of  love 

Had  labored  loyally  his  tasks  to  do, 

With  weakened  step  and  candle  light  he  comes. 

And  lays  with  care  his  consecrated  hand 

Upon  the  shoulder  of  the  kneeling  form. 

"Come,  now,  my  son,"  the  holy  monk  enjoined, 

"Arise,  and  follow  me,  thy  guide  and  friend, 

Into  our  holy  monastery  come 

And  ever  keep  in  mind  thy  Savior's  love." 

"I  come,  grave  Father,"  Aldermalt  replied, 

Then  quickly  rose  and  from  the  holy  plage  • 

Retreats  in  silence  with  the  simple  monk — 

Into  the  sacred  house  of  peace  and  prayer 

Where  charity  and  joy  in  union  reign. 

The  shepherd  kindly  led  the  sheep-clad  wolf 

To  whisper  words  of  comfort  in  his  ear. 

They  pass  through  silent  many  chambered  halls 

Until  before  a  barren  cell  they  pause. 

The  fawning  Aldermalt  there  stands  composed. 

"Here  shalt  thou  rest  in  slumber's  holy  sleep." 

The  prior  said  in  kind,  parental  tones. 

"Thy  weary  frame  siiall  find  a  calm  repose. 

Thy  soul  a  peaceful  freedom  from  thy  sins. 

Here  free  from  worldly  heraldry  and  pomp. 

Thy  thoughts  may  dwell  on  Him  who  rules  the  world. 

My  blessing  on  thee,  then,  my  son,  in  Christ, 

Let  not  temptation  thwart  thee  from  thy  end. 

Know  (every  crown  is  worthy  of  its  cross 

And  may  the  holy  angels  thee  defend." 

Tiie  monk  withdrew  and  softly  closed  the  door 

And  left  the  half  bewildered  man  alone, 

Wlu)  in  confusion  anxiously  attends 

To  the   faint  eclioes   of  retreating  steps. 
Now  silence  comes  again,  but  not  with  peace 

For  Conscience  calls  to  Justice  to  decide 

The  depths  of  wickedness  that  did  conceive 

This  woeful  project  'neatii  devotion's  cloak. 

'J'iie  wand'ring  eyes  of  Aldermalt  reviewed 

Tiie  sombre  vision  of  iiis  lonely  cell. 

And  as  he  stood  in  contemplation's  hold, 

The  strangness  of  his  chamber  rests  his  thoughts, 

And  awakens  in  his  mind  reflection's  train. 

All  teeming  luxuries  had  been  replaced 

With  poverty's  and  hardship's  keenest  fare. 

No  gorgeous  hall  invested  with  designs 

Of  famous  human  handiwork  was  there; 


No  merry  gathering  round  festive  board, 

Or  charming  smile  of  gracious  damsel  fair; 

No  minstrelsy  or  comfort  tempting  couch 

No  luscious  fragrance  to  delight  the  sense. 

But  only  an  undeco rated  place. 

Enclosed  in  barren  walls^though  full  of  grace. 

"What,  rest  me  here?"  proud  Aldermalt  exclaims. 

"Rest  here,  where  comfort  cannot  yield  to  sleep. 

To  lay  a  weary  frame  on  naked  boards 

And  strive  to  calm  a  mind  on  sleepless  rest. 

Can  they  who  dwell  within. these  envied  walls 

Find  vigor  in  a  darkened  house  of  prayer. 

Sufficient  to  sustain  exhausted  limbs? 

Can  they  stout  labor's  heavy  task  embrace 

And  have  no  other  resting  place  but  this? 

If  such  is  true,  then  wisdom  has  been  false 

And  magic  deviltry  of  hell  supreme. 

Traditions  wildest  dreams  could  not  portray 

A  rashness  more  devoid  of  truth  and  right. 

Than  to  impose  on  weakened  minds  of  men 

These  bold  conceptions  of  fanatic  fools. 

There  never  breathed  a  mortal  mind  on  earth 

That  could  deceive  great  Aldermalt's  keen  eye. 

This  chamber  is  the  prison  of  their  hate. 

Where  simple  visitors  are  kept  in  stealth 

Lest  anxious  faith  encourage  further  stsiy. 

Have  not  the  masters  of  the  canvas  told 

Witli  perfect  truth  the  affluence  of  monks? 

Have  not  the  greatest  swords  of  war  been  drawn 

To  win  dominion  over  hermits  cells? 

'Twas  not  the  silent  darkness  that  they  sought 

But  wealth  extorted  from  believeing  men. 

Yes,  holy  monk,  thy  hated  wisdom  finds 

No  calm,  responsive,  humble  heart  in  me. 

Your  seeming  love  and  charity  of  words 

Cannot  conceal  your  bold  hypocrisy. 

Yes,  here  I'll  rest,  until  the  dawn  of  day 

And  e're  another  choir  note  is  sung 

Your  jeweled  house  of  prayer  I  will  divest 

Of  every  worthy  movable  I  find. 

Perhaps,  e're  mid  day  has  attained  its  height 

Thy  stupid  heart  shall  rest  in  death's  repose 

Then  shall  thy  chanting  servants  know  in  truth 

That  faith  is  naught  but  foolishness  of  mind. 

Yes,  I  shall  rest,  but  not  until  I  know 

Your  superstitious  power  is  dispelled." 

He  turned,  and  quenclied  tiie  candle's  flick'ring  liglit, 

And  darkness  fell  with  sudden  magic  haste. 

Tlie  frightened  Aldermalt  at  once  approached 

His  barren  couch  and  laid  him  down  to  sleep. 

The  weary  tasks  on  mind  and  body's  strength 

Had  called  to  nature  for  a  calm  relax. 

Determination's  will  can  not  repel 

Tiie  force  of  sleep,  when  tired  siioulders  yield. 

Tlie  gifts  of  God  to  Nature's  voice  oliey; 

And  sleep  must  ever  its  allegience  pay. 

The  silent  darkness  joined  the  weary  breast 

To  fold  the  eyes  of  Aldermalt  in  rest 

And  soon  a  still  and  silent  slumber  held 

Dominion  over  Aldermalt  the  proud. 


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15 


Proud  Aldemialt  with  morpheus  is  at  i)eacej 

And  fancy  paints  witli  sotnbre  shades  tiie  scenes 

That  guilty  conscience  views   in  full  array 

Before  the  vision  of  the  sleeping  eye. 

Imagina  ion  bids  his  heart  recall 

The  joys  of  other  days  that  were  unloved 

His  heart  sustained  by  Mem'ry's  sacred  trust 

Now  feels  the  impulse  of  its  sweet  delight. 

'Tis  true  that  mortal  man  can   not  divine 

The  thoughts  that  guility  bosoms  oft  conceal, 

But  nature  by  design  has  so  composed 

The  human  of  a  spirit  and  the   flesh, 

That  e'en  while  slumber  holds  its  calm  domain 

The  mind  may  picture  scenes  of  dreadful  awe. 

What  though  the  darkness  folds  its  curtain  round 

What  though  the  silence  whispers  not  a  sound. 

What  though  the  quiet  of  holy  cell 

Hears  not  the  anguish  that  a  tongue  could  tell? 

Yet  must  the  flesh  its  lowliness  confess 

To  every  mandate  of  the  spirit's  voice 

The  dictates  of  a  conscience  l)ound  in  sin 

Can  pierce  its  mighty  message  through  I  he  heart 

And  terrify  the  mind  that  sees  it  face. 

E'en  though  its  dreaded  visage  comes  in  sleep. 

And  so  it  was  with  Aldermalt,  the  proud. 

Why  does  that  moan  of  anguish — so  profound. 

That  deep  convulsive  whisper  of  despair 

That  poor  confession  of  a  sin  bound  mind, 

Now  break  the  solemn  silence  of  the  cell? 

Why  sighs   that   bold   dissembling  penitent 

As  if  the  burthen  of  a  calvary's  cross, 

Its    cruelty    had  pressed    upon    his   strength, 

As  if  to  crush  the  spirit  in  the  flesh. 

And  torture  every  meml)er  of  the  frame? 

Ah!     Ye  whose  faith  by  sorrow  has  been  tried, 

Whose  Ijve  lias  heard  tlie  sad  response  of  grief, 

Wh;;se  sweet  devotion  all  in  vain  was  spent, 

For   tliankless    hearts    wliose    throbbings    scorned    your 

sighs — 
Ah!    Ye  who  trust  tiie  won'drous  ways  of  CJod, 
Whose  mercy  and  whose  justice  miglit  contend 
For  iiigh  suprenuicy  o'er  lieaven's  Lord — 
Know  well  and  oft  consider  in  your  heart 
That  mercy  crowns  Compunction's  ferven'.   l)row 
With  jewels  brighter  than  tiie  beams  of  day — 
While  justice  has  a  rigour  all  its  own 
That  gives  to  each  the  sanction  of  his  deeds.      . 
That  i'.eavy  respiration  of  tiie  lireast, 
Tliose  moans  that  even  horror  dreads  to  paint, 
Confess  the  presence  of  a  seeming  tiling 
Tiiat  mankind  cannot  witness  unconcerned. 
It  is  the  visage  of  a  guilty  mind 

Tiiat    haunts    liis    conscience    witli    its    jicering    cyc^ — 
And  brooks  no  p  )<)r  deception  of  tlic  heart 
But  judges  jus  ices  in  each   detail. 
This  messenger  of  trutii   liad  come  to  seek 
Conviction   for  intended  sacrilege^ 
Witiiin   tin-  jjresence  of  the  Living  God. 
Yet  n;)t  alone,  come  this  unerring  judge 
For  luvc  has  ever  been  to  justice  true, 


And  thiis  the .  God  of  justice  did  decree 

That  truth  shoiild  come  attended  by   His  love. 

But  with  His  love  and  justice  God  did  send  ■ 

The  image  of  a  conscience  bound  in  sin 

Together  witli  the  breast  that  gave  him  life — 

To  pass  eternal  sentence  on  the  soul 

That  spurned  tiie  loving  justice  of  its  God. 

E'en  though  the  darkness  bore  to  sight  no  face. 

Yet  did  the  eye  in  slumber  see  with   dread 

A  vision  faint — by  mem'ry  brought  to  view, 

And  each  detail  of  sweet  maternal  smile. 

By  fancy  shaded  with  celestial  hue. 

The  creature  of  the  dream  approached  the  coucli 

With  step  angelic  and  wih  smile  serene 

The  precious  locks  of  gray  that  crown  her  brow 

Seemed  radiant  with  a  lustre   most  sublime. 

Her  eyes  in  sparkling  brilliancy  were  turned 

With  loving  tenderness  upon  her  son. 

And  now  her  face — like  heaven's  choicest  beams 

Resplendent  with  the  peace   of  joyous   faith — 

Reflected  well  tiie  glory  of  her  soul. 

And  as   I  lie  wondrous   vision  nearer  drew 

'J'iie  sleeper  seeius  more  troubled  in   his   heart. 

Fain  would  lie  speak,  but  words  had  fled  his  lijis 

His  liiind  reminded,  but  could  not  recall, 

The  thoughts  of  childhood  days  awoke  again, 

And  sins  of  manhood  'rose  in  awful  train. 

1' lie  sleeper — sleeping  star'.ed  from  his  couch 

And  wrapt  in  transports  of  unearthly  dread 

Thus  spake  he  to  the  vision  of  the  night. 

"Thou   sacred   soul   of  heaven — whence    to    me, 

In  all  thy  strange  fantastic  lovliness 

Dost  thou  revisit  thus  this  wretched  place? 

Canst  thou  who  once  have  fled  this  mortal  sphere 

yVnd  mounted  heights  of  peace  and  joy  sui)lime. 

Return  to  mock  the  dwellings  of  the  flesli — 

Tiiat  once  rejoiced  to  hold  thy  presence  dear? 

Pray,  tell  me,  spirit  if  thy  outward  sliow 

I'lays  imitator  of  the  holy  breast — 

Tiiat  oft  in  youtli  did  nourish  me  witli  love? 

If   tliou   liast   tidings — evil   or   divine; 

Pray  speak  that  I   may  do  tliy  lioly  will.' 

He  paused,  tiie  vision  nearer  took  its  stand 

Before  the  trembling  Aldermalt — 

"My  child"  the  thin  lips  of  the  face,— returned. 

That  beamed  in  pure  tranquility  and  joy — 

'Whence  came  tliee,  and  what  seek'st  tliou  here  to  find, 

Wiiy  liast  thou  turned  thy  steps   from   merry  lialls 

To  enter  cold  and  silence  cells  of  prayer?'' 

"To  serve  my  Lord,"  proud  Aldermalt  replied 

"To  serve  my  king— tlie  father  of  all  truth." 

To  this,  at  once  the  vision  answer  made, 

"Tlien  tliou  must  first  l)e  true  to  thine  own  self 

E'er  thou  canst  lie  sincere  to  God  or  me, 

Tliy  mother  and  witness  of  thy  sins." 

Here  boldly  spoke  the  fawning  Aldermalt. 

"Thou  sjieakest  strange  indeed,— whai  dost  tliou  know 

Of  thing  concealed  lieyond  all  mortal  ken? 

Wliat  sins  of  mine  liave  grieved  thee  to  behold— 

Tliou    liast   found   salvation    ne'er   to  end? 

Confess  thou  not  the  weakness  of  thy  plan 


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To  test  the  faith  of  you'h's  simplipity, 

I  feared  thee  first — but  now  I. fear  thee  not, 

A  spirit  damned  can  not  escape  its  den, 

If  good  it  wills  not  to  desert  its  joy. 

Hence  neither  good  nor  evil  canst  thou  be     . 

But  something  born  of  human  fantasy," 

He  smiled  a  scornful  smile,  then  strove  to  rise, 

But  strength  had  weakened  and  in  posture  bound 

He  strained  in   eifort  to   erect  his  frame — 

But  vain  the  effort,  and  he  kneeling  paused. 

And  soon  in  sweet  response  this  answer  carfie. 

"Alas,  my  child !     Thy  pride  has  made  thee  blind 

To  beauty  and  to  wisdom  unsurpassed. 

Each  word  of  thine  has  pierced  my  broken  heart 

That  bleeds  with  love  to  turn  thee  from  Ihy  ways. 

Pray  pause,  grant  me  but  time  to  show  thy  soul — 

Thy  sinful  soul,  that  mercy  is  supreme 

O'er  truth  and  justice.      Love  must  conquer  all. 

No!  not  with   treachery  nor  artful  snare 

Came  I  from  heaven  to  tempt  your  troubled  soul, 

The  love  I  bore  thee  here  on  earth  still  thrives 

With  ferver  purer  and  with  strength  more  strong. 

I  see  each  thought  of  sin  that  stains  your  soul 

I  saw  the  bold  intent  that  led  thee  here. 

Well  might  thou  shield  publicity  with  men 

But  God  foresaw  thy  sin  e'er  thou  wast  born. 

Child,  Aldermalt,  my  son,  my  boy,  alas ! 

What  wickedness  did  tempt  thee  to  despoil 

The  holy  place  of  God's  eternal  Son; 

To  rob  the  Infinite  of  earthly  wealth, 

And  bind  thyself  forever  to  be  doomed 

To  tortures  unrelenting  in  their  grasp? 

Thou  canst   not  well  deny   these  words,  my  child. 

For  God  has  opt  thy  conscience  to  my  view. 

Thy  wickedness  of  life  and  faithless  deeds, 

Indeed  have   filled  my  heart  with  sadness  full 

Thou  hast  been  faithless  to  the  sacred  trust 

Of  love  thou  promised  me  long  years  ago 

When  innocent  of  every  wicked  deed 

Thou  pledged  thy  word  to  shed  thy  blood  for  God 

E'er  thou   should'st  see   His   temple   thus   profaned. 

Where  is  the  courage  and  the  faith  that  thrived 

Within  in  thy  bosom  when  thou  spoke  tliese  words? 

Thy  faith  proclaimed  thee  blessed  with  all  its  joys, 

Then  lived  thou  in  the  presene  of  thy  God 

Oh !     Wretched  child !     Oh,   miserable  son ! 

I^et  not  that  thought  of  scorn  dart  at  my  heart, 

Let  not  the  tempter   tempt  thee  desecrate 

The  holy  tabernacle  of  thy  God. 

Let  not  the  voice  of  flattery  resound 

Its  vain  applause  like  trumpets  to  thy  soul. 

E'er  not  long  since  thou  sought'  for  strength  to  rise 

But  strength   thou   hast  not — like   thy   soul — thy   frame 

Must  be  subjected  to  the  will  of  God. 

When  thou  in  mockery  didst  kneel  in  prayer 

Before  the  sacred  presence  of  thy  God 

Why  didst  thy  doubting  heart  reject  the  truth 

And  threaten  ruination  to  His  shrine?" 

A  pause, — a  sigli — a  silence  deep  and  long, 

E'er  words  returned  witii  comfort  to  lier  lips, 

"Now,  thou  canst  rise,  thy  fear  bound  heart  shall  learn 


The  wisdom  and  the  power  of  my  Words, 

Thoii  shouldst  have  perished  in  eternal  flames 

Had  not  the  Virgin  Mother  pleaidings  made 

For  thee  to  God  that  thou  mighst  know  His  grace ; 

And  once  restored,  thou  shouldst  become  more  pure. 

Arise — and  follow  whilher  I  proceed." 

Speak  not,  nor  disobey  less  thou  be  cursed 

As   one   unworthy   of  eternal   love." 

A  silence —strange,   majestic,  and  serene. 

And  then  the  vision  moved  in  solemn  sway 

To  quit  the  cell  of  Aldermalt  the  proud. 

Tiie  guilty  sleeper  conscious  of  his  fear. 

Moved  slowly  like  a  thief  in  shackles  bound. 

With  trembling  step  succeeds  the  spiri  's  path. 

Out!     Out!  into  the  darkened  halls  of  prayer. 

The  vision   leads  the  horror  stricken  num. 

In  silence  both   approach   the   massive  door 

That  unseen  hands   of  power  opens  wide. 

Out!     Out!  the  vision  passed  into  the  nigiit 

On !     On !  the  trembling  Aldermalt  succeeds 

And  now  the  spirit  pauses  on  its  path 

And  looks  with  stern  affection  toward  the  spot 

Where  stood  tiie  fawning  villain  of  deceit. 

When  he   had  souglit   admission   to  a  cell. 

And  soon  again  advanced  in  further  ste]). 

At  last  the  chapel's  pondrous  portals  ope 

To  greet  the  vision  followed  by  its  slave. 

The  darkness  echoes  not  the  step  tliat  treads 

As  lightly  as  the  footfall  of  a  bird^ 

Into  the  holy  place  where  dwells  in  peace 

The  wondrous  majesty  of  heaven's  King, 

Before  whose  face  the  angels  fold  their  wings 

In  rapture  boundless  and  in  joy  sublime, 

Comes  saint  and  sinner  botli  in  equal  awe. 

"Here  shalt  thou  kneel,  my  son,"  the  mother  siiid. 

Until  thy  heart  has  well  been  1  aught  the  truth 

That  faith  is  not  the  shallowness  of  fools 

But  wisdom  more  profound  than  knowledge  knows." 

She  paused — the  silence  heard  his  heart  confess 

The  presence  of  a  panic  striken  soul 

In  accents  throbbing,  like  a  bleating  lamb. 

As  when  the  golden  gate  of  Pheobus  l)rigiit 

Ascends  the  eastern  mount  of  early  sky 

The  brilliant  lustre  of  his  gorgeous  darts 

Convert   the   land   from    darkness    into   ligiit — 

And  sooner  than  the  tongue  of  uum  can  tell 

The  eye  again  enjoys  the  power  of  view 

The  hills  and  vales  that  stretch  in  distance  far; 

So  did  the  dark  and  solemn  house  of  God 

Abound  in  sudden  brilliancy  of  ligh". 

More  searching  in  their  strength  of  magic  rays, 

More  teeming  the  effulgence  of  their  might 

Than  lighting  flash  of  unperceived  delay, 

That  flashes  in  the  night  from  pole  to  pole. 

So  solemn  was  the  wondrous  speed  of  light. 

That  e'en  the  scultured  marble  from  their  base 

Were  startled  into  living  things  with  thought, 

And  images   of  saint   and  angel  pure. 

That  smile  in  holy  innoncence  of  heart, 

lyike  magic  from  their  canvas  came  to  life, 

And  gathered  all  before  tliQ  throne  of  God. 


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Here,  now,  great  Hippo's  pride  of  lofiy  thought 

Appears  with-  her  whose  tears  were  spent  to  buy 

Redemption  for  her  wandering  child  of  sin, 

And  there  the  furrowed  cheeli  of  Peter's  face 

Is  seen  amidst  the  choirs  of  the  true. 

From  yonder  niche  the  Gentile's  holy  prince 

Descends  as  one  endowed  with  power  to  move 

By  faith — the  sluggard  mountain  to  the  sea. 

Mark  there  the  face  of  her  whose  tears  did  wash 

The  sacred  feet  of  God's   Annointed  Son,  .    . 

And  there  the  smile  so  radiant  with  joy 

Of  him  who  died  exalted  with  his  God. 

Behold,  yon  chorus  of  seraphic  souls     , 

Present  their  homage   with   angelic  voice; 

And,  as  the  numbers  of  immortal  saints 

Advance  in  concourse  from  the  distant  view. 

Their  Queen,  the  Virgin  Mother  of  the  Christ, 

Appears  in  splendor,  brilliant  in  its  grace. 

The  joy  of  heaven, — its  sweetness  was  not  known 

Till  she,  whose  breast  had  fed  the  Son  of  God, 

With  Glory  came  attended  by  the  pure. 

But  now  the  scene  extended  far  and  wide, 

And  naught  of  earthly  glory  held  its  place. 

The  barren  walls  had  vanished  into  air, 

For  nothing  of  the  human  could  withstand, 

The  grand  sublimity  of  Heaven's   Queen. 

Yet  as  the  mist  that  rises  from  the  land 

lleflects  the  brightness  of  the  God  of  Day 

Whose  beauty  sparkles  in  the  dewy  fields; 

So  did  the  brilliancy  of  creatures  dull 

Before  the  light  and  lustre  of  the  Face 

That  now  appears  exalted  on  His  Throne 

In  uncreated  majesty  divine — 

The  judge  of  mankind  and  the  Lord  of  all 

The  mighty  Saviour  of  a  fallen  race, 

The  well  beloved  Son  of  God  on  High, 

The  Wisdom  of  Eternal  Truth  and  l/ovc. 

He  came  as  one  whose  scepter  could  proclaim 

Dominion  o'er  the  thoughts  and  souls  of  men; 

As  one  whose  strength  the  mountains  well  niigiit  dread  ^, 

Whose  rigour  even  devils  fear  to  tempt. 

AmidsL  the  splendor  of  Celestial  Court, 

Proud  Aldermalt  of  mortals,  knelt  alone. 

No  earthly  praise  could  free  him  from  liis  guilt 

Of  crime  and  sacrileges  yet  undone. 

Here  in  the  presence  of  this  Holy  Scene, 

The  culprit  must  appear  for  judgment  just, 

By  self  accused  as  worthy  of  the  death 

That  finds  its  waking  in  Eternal  flames. 

Upon  a  Golden  Throne  tlie  Saviour  sat, 

Surrounded  by  unnumbered  blessed  souls; 

Close  by  His  side  His  Holy  Mother  stood 

And  looked  with  tender  eyes  on  Him  she  loved, 

And  then  on  him  whose  terror  sought  iier  care. 

But  ere  one  word  of  sorrow  had  been  told 

Or  mercy   begged   for  sacrilegious  thoughts 

The  mother  of  the  wretched  man  appears 

And  to  her  Saviour  speaks  from  bended  knees; 

"Great  Lord  of  Hosts,  thy  piiy  we  beseech; 

Be  thou,  O  Christ,  the  Saviour  of  tlic  soul 

That  thou  hast  purchased  from  damnation's  grasp, 


And  teach  the  heart  of  tiiis  my  fallen  cliild 

The  wisdom  worthy  of  a  Christian  faith. 

Teach  him,  my  Liege,  the  truth  thou  hast  proclaimed 

That  not  alone  in  heaven  dost  thou  dwell. 

But  since  the  days  when  Thou  didst  grant  to  men 

The   wondrous   power  to  declare  on   earth 

The  sacramental  presence  of  Thy  Love, 

Thy  kingdom  has  forever  been  supreme 

Within  the  Holy  temples  of  thy  Law. 

Thee,  Holy  Queen,  on  suppliant  knee  I  beg — 

Implore  thy  Child  to  pardon  mine  for  me."  . 

To  this  the  Virgin  Mother  answer  made. 

"Thou  blessed  soul !  let  Justice  rather  speak. 

Though  mercy  is  of  God,  yet  Truth  must  guide; 

The  tears  and  holy  prayers  shall  not  be  lost. 

Full  often  has  the  heart  atonement  made 

For  deeds  of  sin^by  one  of  Love  Supreme. 

Hence  I  shall  call  on  him  for  whom  Ihou  pray'st 

That  he  may  know  how  worthy  is  thy  love." 

Then  from   her  place  the  Holy   Mother  moved 

And   near  the  kneeling   sinner   took   her  stand. 

Slie  gently  lays  her  hand  upon  his  head, 

And  looked  with  love  into  his  tearful  eyes.  ' 

"My  son,"  she  said,  "why  dost  thou  so  to  us? 

Behold,  thy  mother  and  my  heart  have  sought  thee  lung, 

Why  dost  thou  spend  thy  days  in  fleeting  joys. 

That  end  in  disappointment   and  despair? 

Why  wouldst  thou  seek  to  desecrate  the  shrine 

Of  God,  whose  presence  dwells  within  i  s  walls? 

Hast  not  the  gory  mount  of  Golgatha 

Revealed  the  depths  of  love  thy  God  didst  sound 

That  thou   migh'st  learn  salvation's  joys  in  jieace, 

And  render  loving  homage  to  His  Crown? 

Arise,  my  child,  your  soul's   immortal  life 

Must  not  in   regions   cursed  be  confined. 

Approach  tiie  Throne  of  Mercy  and  im])lore 

Forgiveness — and  be  reconciled  to  God." 

Her  words  no  sooner  spoken,  strength  revived 

Within  the  frame  of  Aldermalt,  the  proud; 

He  from  the  posture  rose  and  slowly  moved 

Confused  and  trembling  toward  the  feet  of  Clirist, 

Before  the  sacred  figure   of  the  Judge, 

The  sinner  paused — and  fain  would  raise  iiis  eyes 

To  gaze  with  rapture  on  the  face  of  Him 

Wiio  came  to  save  the  wandering  sheep  of  CJod. 

But  Grace  has  ever  been  compunction's  peer; 

And  sooner  than  repen'ence  could  confess 

Its   sorrow   for   offences    offered    God — 

The  Saviour  spoke  forgiveness  of  tlicm  all. 

"Thou  helpless  friend,  thy  unrevealed  lament 

For  days  of  faithless  duty  I  accept 

As  spoken,  resolutions  to  amend. 

Well,  hast  thy  holy  mother  made  thee  safe 

By  tears  and  supplications  for  her  child. 

Well,  has  tlie  Queen  of  Mercy  raised  her  voice 

In  thy  behalf  that  faitii  might  bless  thy  heart 

Once  shining  with  the  hope  and  love   of  God. 

Behold!  thou  art  restored  once  more  to  (irace; 

Preserve  thy  treasure  better  than  thy  life, 

For  faith  is  more  acceptable  than  fame. 

Henceforth  when  thou  art  tempted  to  deny 


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My  sacraiTiental  Presence  in  this  shrine 
lleujeuiber  thou — that   God   became  a   Man 
That  mankind  might  again  return  to  God;  ■ 
Tiiat  once  restored,  my  people  could  retain 
My  P'lesh  and  Blood — to  fill  their  souls  with  Grace. 
My  blessing  on  thee  child  of  holy  prayer! 
Thy  holy  molher's  tears  were  not  in  vain, 
May  thou  be  worthy  to  enjoy  her  love, 
When  thou  hast  learned  Salvation's  way  in  peace!" 
A  broken  heart  can  not  contain  its  grief, 
When  anguish  darts  affliction  through  it  soul. 
Then  would  the  tears  of  sorrow  comfort  bear, 
Or  stir  sweet  consolation  in  the  breast; 
But  lamentations  can  not  tell  with  truth 
The  secret  sufferings  of  human  minds 
That  learn  too  late  the  folly  of  their  ways. 
And  pierce  like  daggers  hearts  that  bleed  with  love. 
,  And  thus  with  Aldermalt;  his  heart  would  speak. 
But  lips  that  tremble  can  not  pause  for  thought. 
He  gazed  as  one  restored  from  death  to  life 
Upon  the  face  of  Him  who  rules  on  High; 
And  then  in  agitation  of  the  soul, 
Prostrate  he  fell  before  the  feet  of  Ciirist, 
And  kissed  with  fervency  the  sacred  flesh 
That  pride  had  nailed  in  triumph  to  the  Cross. 
There  in  the  ecstacy  of  blissful  awe, /■ 
The  weeping  Aldermalt  returns  to  God^ 
Repentence  has  won  Mercy  to  her  side. 
And  Mercy  has  borne  Justice  recompence. 
And  Justice  has  found  favor  with  the  Trutli, 
And  Truth  has  conquered  all — and  favored  God. 
He  raised  his  eyes  aloft  to  greet  once  more 
The  Saviour's  loving  smile  that  would  console 
The   s;)re   distress  of   his   ])0()r  troubled   lieart. 
But  gone  were  all  the  beauties  of  the  court: 
The  fair  angelic  choirs  had  dispersed, 
And  martyred  saints  and  virgin  vanished  all. 
No  smile  of  sweet  maternal  love  remained — 
No  vestige  of  a  glad  celestial  hall; 
But  in  its  stead,  a  dimly  lighted  place 
Enclosed  by  dimly  shaded  walls  of  stone 
Wherefrom  greai  nuirble  images  looked  down 
Witli  smiles  complacent  on  tlie  scene  around. 
There  o'er  the  Altar,  elevated  high 
Rei)osed  the  Bleeding  Sacred  Heart  of  Christ 
A   brilliant  flame  effusing  from  its  crown, 
And  all  round  a  brilliant  lustre  cast 
Of  strange  etherial,  effulgent  hue. 
And  now  an  angel  pure,  all  garbed  in  whi^e, 
Descended  and  unlocked  the  Holy  Door, 
That  served  protection  to  tlie  Sacred  Host. 
Then  from  its  place  the  bleeding  Heart  did  nu)ve 
And  slowly  entered  'neuth  the  Holy  Slirine, 
That  shed  a  lustre  brighter  than  the  sun. 
At  once — the  Heart,  by  God's  almighty  liand, 
Transformed  its  likeness  into  tiiat  of  Bread 
A    Wafer  round — a   brilliancy   divine — 
That  e'en  the  angels  fell  down  and  adored, 
And   Aldermolt   a   low   jirostratiim   made — 
Then    sudden   darkness    came — and    he    awoke. 
The  dark  and  solemn  silence  of  the  cell 


Could  not  bear  comfort  to  the  troubled  frame 
Tliat    knelt   in    terror   on   the    barreh   floor. 
His  cliill-clad  flesh  confessed  its  broken  might; 
And  frantic  glances  of  unseeing  eyes 
Brought  horror  keener  than  the  smile  of  death. 
He  peered  into  the  blackness  of  the  night. 
And  naught  was  seen  but  images  of  wrath — 
The  grim  creations  of  a  guilty  mind. 
A  moan  profound — he  fell  upon  his  face 
And  prostrate  lay,  aS  if  the  strength  of  life 
Had  failed  beneath  the  burden  of  his  mind. 
Unconscious,  in  the  holy  cell  of  prayer. 
The  form  of  Aldermalt  exhausted  paused 
Till  native  gathered  courage  should  restore 
The  faint  and  stricken  victim  of  his  pride. 

■■:■ -v:^-':^.:-'  PaftIV:^:'v^ 

At  early  morn  the  holy  monks  arise. 

And  sacred  chant  to  Heaven  forth  they  pour; 

And  as  they  raise  in  choir  their  voice  to  God, 

A  sudden  rush  of  hoofs  is  clearly  heard, 

Lo!   sounds  of  raspy  breathings  fill  the  air 

With  sacred  worship  offered  to  the  Pure. 

Now  closer  comes  the  cavalcade  of  thieves, 

Who  soon  dismount  and  tread  with  stealtiiy  step 

Beneath  the  shadow  of  the  holy  Walls. 

They  come  prepared  for  murder  and  for  loot. 

With  weapons  drawn  and  hoards  for  booty's  trust, 

Wiih   stern   determined  lips  of  cowards  brave 

That  tempt  the  danger  when  it  is  no  more ! 

At  last  the  leader  of  the  loyal  band. 

Attended  close  by  armed  conspirators. 

Has  reached  the  holy  monastery  door; 

When  suddenly,  as  if  by  magic  wrouglit, 

'I'he  band  is  greeted  by  their  royal  lord — 

A  happy  victim  of  His  Saviour's  Jyove. 

"Ah!  well  thy  wisdom  now  deserves  success, 

My  Lord,"  leered  one  with  understanding  smile; 

"Let  Aldermalt  declare  his  wise  designs 

Witii  haste,  that  fate  may  suffer  no  delay." 

"Nay,   tarry  all!"   exclaimed  the   regal   chief, 

"My  wise  designs  have  faltered  in  tlieir  plans. 

Success  indeed  has  come  thougli  undeserved 

iVnd  by  a  law  I  never  thought  to  know; 

For  faith  has  taught  what  folly  would  despise. 

That  which  I  mocked,  I  now  revere  and  love; 

That  which  I  scorned,  I  now  respect  and  dread. 

Depart  ye  all  unto  your  happy  hearths ! 

My  days  of  pomp  and  splendor  are  no  more — 

No  more  my  days  of  crime  and  violence! 

Take  tliat  whicii  royal  blood  has  left — my  fanie! 

But  leave  me  to  my  sorrow  and  to  (Jod." 

A  sneer  of  faint  grimaces  greet  his  eye — 

A  smile  of  doubt — lest  tru'ii  be  here  confessed 

y\nd   frustrate    hopes,   defeated   at  their  goal — 

Reflected  in  the  faces  of  the  kniglits. 

"My   Royal  Prince,  thy   meditative  step 

And  words  of  penitence  miglit  well  convince 

The  unsuspeciing — of  an   honest  iviind. 

But  come!  the  dawn  of  day  more  brilliant  turns; 

Let  our  intents  be  satisfied  at  once — 


'^"i)!iLrj^^%,j^ji 


THE     VILLA  N  OV  AN 


19 


And  We,  the  subjects,  richer  by  the^cleed!''" 
So  spake  the  woiponed  diieftfiin;   and  his  words- 
Were  sanctioned  by  a  flasii  of  greedy  swords. 
But  Ahlermolt,  witii  nalive  courage  bold, 
Composed  liis  statue  firmly  at  the  door 
And  firmly  swore  conviction  of  the  truth: 
"'Nay,  stay  ye  back!  nor  dare  approach  tliis  place! 
My  word  of  honor  proudly  have  I  spoke 
That,  ere  one  deed  of  shame  sliould  mar  your  names, 
My  blood  shall  stain  the  brightness  of  your  swords, 
Whose  keenness  I  defy  to  pierce  my  flesh. 
Tlie  evil  I  have  sought  you  to  perform 
Has  that  within  its  heart  which  death  deplores 
This  house  of  God  shall  never  be  despoiled 
While   Aldermalt  can   strike  against  the  deed 
Do  ye  not  call  me— 'faithless !  coward!   dog!' 
My   hand  can  not  be  traitor  to  my  heart. 
Go!  go  in  peace!  and  ponder  in  your  souls 
The  sudden  change  of  life  in  one  who  sinned. 
Know  well  that  love  is   richer  in  its  faith 
When  hope  of  future  glory  lights  the  path. 
Destroy  my  walls — my  castle  raze  to  earth; 
My  knightly  board  by  fire  turn  ye  to  snu)ke; 
Take  all  that's  mine — but  leave  me  undisturbed 
To  pass  my  days  in  sorrow  and  with  God." 
He  bowed  his  head  and  gazed  with  tearful  eyes 
Into  the  angry  faces  of  his  friends; 
He  turned  and  moved  in  silence  from  the  place 
And  left  the  disappointed  band  alone. 
Witli  cursing  from  the  Monastery  gate, 
The  scorning  nobles  slowly  wind  their  way —      • 
And  swear  that  ruination  must  at. end 
Tiie  castle  and  household  of  the  slave 
Who  tried  their  honor — but  to  tempt  their  wrath. 
Meantime  the  monks — their  trust  in  God  prevails 
By   persevering  prayer — remain   unharmed; 
And  as  they  rise  to  leave  the  Shrine  of  Peace, 
The  weeping  Aldermalt  with  humbled  step 
Advanced  before  their  view  and  meekly   kneels 
Within  the  presence  of  the  living  God. 
"Pray!    hear   me!    Brothers!"   sighed   the   tear-wet   lips, 
"Pray!  barken  unto  one  whose  voice  must  speak 
The  truth  that  God  has  pictured  to  my  mind. 
'Ere  yester's  sun  had  left  tiie  sky  toniglit. 
Thy  saintly  prior  did  I,  kneeling,  beg 
To  grant  me  leave  my  sinful  life  to  purge 
In  flames  of  self  abasement — here  to  dwell 
As  one  unworthy  of  e  ernal  love. 
Yet  was  riiy  words  unloyal  to  my  heart 
I  came  witli    tlioughts   decei>tive  and   accursed, 
And  God  has  shown  tlieir  evil  to  my  soul. 
For  while  thy  j;eaceful  slumbers  did  i)revail. 
My  night  a  troubled  silence   did  afford 
To  teach  my  soul  tlie  errors  of  its  ways. 
Here  in  tiie  presence  of  tlie  living  God, 
Whf;se  jeweled  throne  I  souglit  to  desecrate. 
Was  I  adjudged  a  cul])rit  for  my  pride 
And  worthy  of  my  Saviour's  lasting  hate. 
I  stood  wiiere  deatli  conducts  tiie  soul  of  man 
When  flesh  no  longer  jiroud  domain  iiolds. 


Around  m^  gatliered  were  the  saints  of  God; 
Within  their  midst  niy  mother  dwelt  in  joy, 
Mark!  tliere  the  face  of  her  whose  words  did  dieen 
My  soul-dis  urbed  by  tlioughts  of  utter  woe. 
And  there  the  smile  of  Him  tliat  liade  me  arise — 
To  love  in  sorrow,  and  to  sin  no  more! 
Here,  Holy  Father  do  I  si)eak  my  heart — 
My  sinful  days,  with  sorrow  I  confess. 
-Take  thou  this  worthless  frame  unto  thyself 
And  teach  it  how  to  know  the  Will  of  God. 
Do  thou  receive  me  not  as  one  of  thine, 
But  as  the  servant  of  thy  lowest  son. 
If  faith  sincere  and  love  has  e'er  conceived 
A  yearning  more  complacent  in  the  heart. 
Teach  Aldermalt  the  way  to  make  his  pure." 
He  paused  the  tears  of  grief  like  flood  waves  swell 
Within  the  breast  that  faith  had  purified. 
A  heart  more  contrite  never  did  implore 
Forgiveness  from  a  minister  of  God. 
The  aged  prior's  years  of  long  retreat 
Had  not  found  peniten  tso  deeply  sad. 
The  tears  of  sorrow  moved  him  to  accept 
Tlie  humbled  sinner  as  an  erring  child. 
"My  son,  arise !     Thy  sins  are  not  too  great 
For  God  to  pardon,"  said  the   holy  monk, 
"Take  courage!     Faith   and  love  can   conquer   all; 
IvO  I  Mercy  has  a  power  all  supreme. 
Thou  hast  within  this  temple  found  thy  peace. 
Within  this  temple— peace  thou  must  preserve; 
Within  thy  heart  let  naught  but  love  have  place. 
And  love  will  bear  thee  frui  s  of  joy  and  grace. 
From  hence  thy  stall  shall  be  reserved  for  chant; 
Thy  garb  shall  mark  thee  as  a  chosen  son — 
As  one  whose  days  were  offered  up  to  God — 
A   living  holocaust  of  love   and  prayer. 
Tims  when  the  Saviour  calls  thee  to  Himself 
Tiien  thou  canst  give  a  worthy  soul  to  (Jod." 

Epilogue 
No  more  the  cliieftain's  well  attended   hall 
Rings  echoes  of  fes  ivities  and  joy; 
No  more  tiie  golden  goblet's  brimming  edge 
Witli  gracious  lustre  tempts  the  fervent  li])s; 
No  more  the  charms  of  beauty  strive  to  share 
The  painted  smile  of  yVldermaJt,  the  })roud. 
The  georgeous  shrine  where  pleasure  was  supreme — 
And  massive  turrets — speak  a  sorry  tale: 
The  twilight  hovers  o'er  a  ruined  scene 
Tliat  pride  and   evil   hearts   have  since   replaced; 
Tiie  simple  peasant  still  with  lalior's   hand 
Works  out  his   humble  livelihood  in  peace. 
The  holy  bell  still  offers  prayer  to  God; 
But  n:)w  its  sacred  eciioes  are  more  sweet, 
For  bent  in  pure  communion  with  his  Lord 
The   monk  of  Penitence  serenely   kneels. 
And  thanks  his  Maker  with  a  con'.rite  heart 
For  love  that  sprang  from  faith  in  sorrow's  breast 
And  each  succeeding  twilight   hears   his  voice 
As   Heaven's   blessing— in   the   sound  supreme. 

FINIS 


Vol.  V  FEBRUARY,  19:21  No.  3 

lEdttoml  %oard 

lEbitar-tn-CdhtPf  AeaiBtant  lEbitur 

JOHN  J.  MAGUIBE,  '21  GERALD  D.  LYONS,  '23 

ABBartat?  lEiiitara 

Alumni  Exrtfang»H  AttflrtirB 

MATTHEW  LYNCH,    '23  JOHN   P.  DONOVAN.    '22  ALtRED  F.  KANE,    '21 

l^taff  ArtiHtB  (Eallrsr  NatM 

AUGUSTIN  DE  LA  BARBA.   '21  WILLIAM  A.    O'LEABY.    '22 

WILLIAM  CRANSTON,   JR..    '24  CHARLES  A.   CALLANAN,    '23 

JFarnlty  Simtar  Citrrari;  Adniarr 

REV.  JOSEPH  E.  HYSON,  0.  S.  A.  CHARLES  M.' MAGEE,  Ph.  D. 

IBuBintBB  ]9r)iai'tmrnt 

VuBittraB  Hanag^r 

EDWARD  A.  McKENNA,   '23 

AburrtiBing  (dtrrulatian 

EDWARD  DIGNAM.   '24  CHARLES  J.  McCLERNAN,    '22 

JAMES  FURCELL,   '24.  JAMES  P.  BARRETT,  '24 


lEhttnrtal 


CARDINAL  DOUGHERTY 

IN  the  name  of  Villanova  College,  its  Faculty  and  students,  '.'The  Villanovan" 
deems  it  an  honor  to  offer  congratulations   to    Philadelphia's   first   Cardinal, 

His  Pjminence,  D.  J.  Dougherty,  D.D. 

This  pre-eminent  dignity,  truly  merited  and  well-deserved,  marks  a  signal 
recognition  on  the  part  of  The  Holy  Father  for  oin-  distinguished  prelate,  and 
brings  with  it  special  honor  to  the  Archdiocese. 

It  is  "The  Villanovan's"  earnest  hope  and  expectation  that  the  progress  of  the 
Archdiocese,  which  was  evident  in  the  regime  of  Archbishop  Dougherty,  will  see 
further  advancement  under  the  zealous  administration  of  His  Eminence,  Cardinal 
Dougherty. 


THE.     VILLANOVAN 


21 


**i 


Whatever  the  Catholic  Church,  the  visible 
living"  witness  of  Truth,  strives  to  do  for  men, 
she  meets  invariably  with  opposition.  In  carry- 
ing out  the  commission  of  Jesus  Christ,  her 
every  way  has  been  strewn  by  the  enemy  with  the 
tliorns  of  malice;  particularly  in  her  endeavors  to 
lead  men  from  ignorance  to  truth ;  from  the  way 
of  darkness  to  the  way  of  light;  from  the  narrow 
and  morbid  shackles  of  error  to  the  "Truth 
which  would  make  them  free." 

The  Catholic  Church  has  ever  been  the  only 
infallible  teacher  of  relig^ious  truth.  Her  right 
to  this  distinction  is  a  consequence  of  the  divine 
commission  given  her  by  Christ  Himself.  He 
not  only  established  her  to  teach  the  nations 
of  the  world  whatsoever  He  had  commanded, 
He  not  only  promised  to  abide  with  her  until 
the  fulfillment  of  that  commission,  but  He  em- 
iphatically  assured  her  that  the  Powers  of  Dark- 
ness could  not  prevail  against  her  word. 

In  her  loyal  adherence  to  the  conviction  that 
she  is  the  mistress  of  truth  the  Church  of  God 
has  allowed  the  m'artydom  of  her  most  devoted 
children,  permitted  whole  nations  to  fall  into 
the  most  deplorable  errors  of  the  mind,  and  she 
has  even  experienced  the  destruction  of  Christ- 
ian unity — the  efifects  of  which — even  to  this 
day,  keep  so  many  misguided  souls  out  of  the 
true  fold  of  Christ.  Every  age  has  seen  its 
heresy.  Every  century  has  afforded  novel  in- 
terpretations of  Christian  dogmas  and  morals — 
and  with  their  days  the  novelty  perished— while 
the  Church   remained  unaltered  and   supreme. 

Even  though  the  proud  infidel  mocked  her 
simplicity  and  faith;  even  though  the  rebellious 
apostate  seeks  to  overturn  her  shrines ;  even 
though  mighty  kings  have  sent  armies  to  sub- 
jugate her;  even  though  the  prejudiced  his- 
torian points  to  her  as  the  only  obstacle  to  the 
progress  of  civilization;  even  though  the  mis- 
informed scholar  brands  her  as  the  enemy  of 
learning  in  order  to  promote  her  own  myster- 
ious doctrine — yet  time  has  proved  the  wisdom 
and  powers  of  her  founder  who  preserved  her 


AUNattmial" 

firm  and  immovable  amid  the  storms  that  beset 
her  on  every  side. 

Among  all  the  charges  brought  against  the 
Church  there  is  none  more  false  or  insidious 
than  accusations  asserted  by  modern  students 
of  instruction.  ■■' 

To  brand  the  Church  of  Christ  aS  the  enemy 
of  learning  is  an  outrage  against  Truthi  itself; 
for  the  contradiction  involved  in  the  statement 
bears  its  own  refutation.  The  mission  of  the 
Church  to  teach  the  Word  of  God,  the  records 
of  her  widespread  propag'ation,  the  innumerable 
and  eminent  scholars  that  have  dwelt  in  her 
sanctuary,  and  the  prodigious  and  awe  inspiring 
monuments  of  wisdom  that  remain  as  evidence 
of  their  talents — all  bring  overwheming  proof 
that  the  Church  of  God  has  ever  been  the 
patroness  of  true  learning  and  the  protectress 
of  its  dissemination. 

It  is  true  that  she  has  been,  and  still  remains 
the  opponent  of  false  doctrine.  She  has  con- 
demned heretical  teaching  and  excommunicated 
their  obstinate  authors. 

She  has  forbidden  her  children  to  peruse  the 
writings  of  anti-Christian  teachers,  she  has 
warned  them  against  the  false  philosophy  of 
misguided  zeal, — the  Church,  indeed,  has  been 
the  protectress  of  truth  and  the  determined  en- 
emy of  error — no  matter  where  that  error  ex- 
ists. ■  '■"■■^  ■■■'■' 

If  it  is  the  duty  of  the  Church  to  teach  the 
truth — 'it  is  likewise  her  right  to  correct  false- 
hood and  prevent  its  diffusion.  If  it  is  her  duty 
to  bring  before  all  men  the  true  principles  of 
life  and  religion,  it  is  likewise  her  right  to  im- 
pose the  severest  sanction  on  those  who  strive 
to  frustrate  her  endeavors. 

It  can  not  be  denied  that  this  duty  and  right 
are  logical  consequences  of  the  divine  com- 
mission which  she  holds  from  Christ — "Going, 
teach !" 

It  is  the  boasted  glory  of  the  twentieth  cen- 
tury that  we  have  emerged  from  the  dark  ages 
of  Christian  superstition  and  now  flourish  in  an 


■llii-M  if.Ji't-A--lj,>i^  A  .■  ■ 


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THE     VILLANO^AN 


enlightened  era  of  progress.  We  take  great 
pride  in  pointing  to  our  advances  in  scientific 
and  social  professions.  Men  have  become  so 
convinced  of  their  own  efficiency,  so  engrossed 
in  the  materialistic  and  atheistic  tendencies  of 
modernism — that  they  are  ready  to  lay  aside 
the  assistance  of  God  and  the  protection  of  His 
Church.  They  question  every  tenet  of  revealed 
religion,  and  seek  to  explain  the  dogmas  of 
faith  and  morals  on  purely  rationalistic  basis. 
They  strive  to  explain  the  miracles  of  Christ 
and  His  Apostles  as  deceptions  of  over-credu- 
lous minds.  They  prefer  the  opinions  of  preju- 
diced and  misguided  critics — on  questions  of 
faith  and  morals — to  the  testimony  of  God's 
infallible  witness  and  legislator.  They  are  will- 
ing to  retain  the  old  traditions  of  Catholicism 
and  to  respect  her  time-honored  ceremonies 
as  remnnants  of  a  religious  captivity ;  but  they 
insist  that  no  authority— not  even  the  Church 
of  Rome — may  halt  the  progress  of  that  in- 
fluence which  they  are  pleased  to  call  "Modern 
Culture." 

When  we  view  the  ungodly  propaganda  of 
blasphemous  instructors— the  sinful  writings 
of  rebellious  creatures — we,  indeed,  have  just 
reason  to  fear  the  wrath  of  the  Creator.  When 
we  observe  the  universal  spread  of  such  per- 
nicious doctrine,  we  tremble  to  think  of  its  con- 
sec|uences.  Observe  for  instance,  the  end  and 
purpose  of  the  scandalous  pen — the  ruination 
of  God's  Kingdom  on  earth — in 

OUR  MODERN  LITERATURE 

The  daily  periodicals  are  teeming  with  crimes 
against  the  individual,  the  family,  the  state,  and 
even  God  Himself;  heresy,  revolution,  divorce, 
and  vicious  habits  of  life  are  recorded  as  inci- 
dents of  daily  interest. 

Since  the  days  of  Christian  supremacy  the 
world  has  suffered  a  radical  change  in  its  moral, 
intellectual,  and  social  conditions.  How  can  the 
facts  of  present  day  life  be  explained?  Has  the 
Church  of  Christ  failed  in  her  mission?  Have 
the  Powers  of  Darkness  triumphed  over  the 
Spouse  of  God?  No!  In  the  words  of  Our 
Saviour — ^"the  enemy  has  done  this" — and  by 
no    other    means    than    bv    the    materialistic, 


atheistic,  and  immoral  teachings  of  modern  lit- 
erature. The  pen,  indeed,  has  become  mightier 
than  the  sword.  Where  persecution  failed,  false 
doctrine  flourished;  where  cruelty  and  barbar- 
ism iaccomplished  nothing  the  seeds  of  poison- 
ed error  bloomed  and  cast  their  infection  over 
the  face  of  God's  earth;  the  human  race  has  not 
only  turned  from  its  God,  but  has  actually 
opposed  Him. 

The  average  reader  of  to--day  prefers  the 
rationalistic  and  scientific  teaching  of  modern 
culture  to  the  simple  truths  of  faith  and  holi- 
ness. He  prefers  to  follow  the  fashionable 
attitudes  of  social  life  even  though  its  philosophy 
is  absurd,  its  application  to  human  life  impos- 
sible and  its  consequences  disastrous. 

Enter  the  public  library  of  leading  cities  and 
glance  over  the  catalog  of  books  that  are  at  the 
disposal  of  the  public.  Examine  the  up-to-date 
novel  or  romance,  and  you  will  be  astounded  at 
the  audacity  that  prompted  its  publication.  The 
ordinary  theme  of  the  best  selling  magazines 
is  not  only  salacious  and  suggestive  in  its  ideas 
and  diction,  but  very  often  positively  and  braz- 
enly scandalous  and  indecent. 

They  are  lauded  for  their  polished  style,  their 
elegance  of  language,  and  their  masterly  de- 
scriptions— while  at  the  same  time — the  main 
source  of  delight  for  many  of  the  reading  public 
is  the  accurate  details  of  immorality,  the  gor- 
geous delineations  of  lewd  characters,  the  posi- 
tive defence  of  anti-Christian  principles,  and 
bold  opposition  to  the  divine  and  natural  laws. 
Vice  in  all  its  vividness  and  pleasant  appear- 
ances is  portrayed  in  glowing  and  charming 
features.  Sin  is  embellished  with  all  the  beau- 
tiful figures  of  speech  and  thought  that  corrupt 
minds  can  conceive.  Crime  is  described  with  all 
the  charitable  exonerations  of  deceptive  logic — 
while  immorality,  divorce,  and  atheism  are  posi- 
tivley  sanctioned  as  the  "whim  of  the  public 
mind  which  must  be  satisfied." 

I)Ut  it  is  God  who  must  be  satisfied,  not  the 
insignificant  creatures  He  fashioned  out  of  clay. 
And  God,  the  purest  of  beings  could  not  sanc- 
tion the  modern  literature  of  today  as  worthy 
of  His  approbation.  Men  may  strive  to  hide  be- 
hind the  social  influence  of  ambiguous  maxims; 


THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


23 


but  the  truth  which  is  of'  God  must  assert  its" 
dignity; 

"The  pen  is  mig-htier  than  the  sword"  and  a 
stab  of  a  poisoned  principle  conceals  a  wound 
that  may  result  in  spiritual  death.  But  death 
defeated  death — and  so  the  pen  must  defeat 
the  pen.  Catholic  thought  and  doctrine  have 
no  superior  in  the  realm  of  truth.  The  writings 
of  Christian  teachers  stand  as  imperishable 
monuments  of  wisdom  and  charity. 

It  is  the  duty  of  Catholics  to  cooperate  with 
the  influence  of  Catholic  publications,  by  loyally 
sustaining  the  traditions  of  Christian  dogmas 
and  morality^  and  by  striving-  to  develop  to  its 


greatest  efficiency  eiyery  oirgan  of  Christian 
edification  and  social  betterment.     ;-;ir^-^^^^^^\ 

It  is  the  duty  of  every  Oiristian  man  and 
woman  to  denounce  the  immoral  literature  of 
the  day  as  the  enemy  of  social  progress.  Social 
peace  follows  the  peace  of  the  individual  con- 
science— 'and  there  can  be  no  peace  in  the  human 
heart  while  man  supports,  in  any  manner,  the 
sinful  teachings  of  modern  literature. 

Opposition  to  the  further  spread  of  scan- 
dalous literature  will  test  and  prove  a  Christian 
character.  The  harvest  is  great;  the  laborers 
few.  But  you  are  laboring  with  God  Almighty 
and  under  the  banner  of  Truth,  llierefore 
right  and  morality  must  prevail. 


Nattunal  (Hatlinltr  T^xtm  MmX\\ 

I    HE  VILLANOVAN  exhorts  its  readers  to  use  their  influence  in  making  March,  the  Na- 
tional Catholic  Press  IVlonth,  one  of  overwhelming  success. 
Let  us  endeavor  to  cor.ect  ssme  of  the  pre\alent  opinions  regarding  our  Modern  Litera- 
ture and  thus  "do  our  bit"  towards  the  spread  of  a  more  wholesome  press. 


U\]t  Npui  Abmtttlfitrattntt 


The  Inaugration  of  Warren  Gamaliel  Hard- 
ing as  the  twenty-ninth  President  of  the  L'uited 
States  is  an  event  of  more  than  passing  sig- 
nificance. The  decisive  repudiation  of  the  poli- 
cies of  Woodrow  W(i;lson  by  Hhe  American 
electorate  and  the  election  of  the  Repul)lican 
candidate  clearly  and  emphatically  reveal  the 
determination  of  the  American  people  to  pre- 
serve inviolate  the  Constitutional  principles  up- 
on which,  the  Republic  is  founded.  The  two 
administrations  of  Woodrow  Wilson  have  been 
characterized  by  a  spirit  of  executive  auto- 
cracy which  disregards  the  constitutional  powers 
of  the  legistative  branch  of  the  government, 
and  by  the  abuse  of  the  extraordinary  preroga- 
tive which  were  conferred  on  the  President  dur- 
ing this  country's  participation  in  the  late  war. 
The  Republican  party,  therefore,  has  been 
placed  in  control  of  the  National  Government 
for  the  purpose  of  restoring  the  constitutional 
powers  of  the  three  Branches  of  Government, 
to   formulate   a    foreign   policy   that  will   be   in 


keeping  with  the  traditions  and  l)est  interests  of 
the  Republic,  and  to  find  a  solution  for  the 
many  problems  that  threaten  our  domestic 
peace  and  happiness. 

It  will  be  the  duty  of  President  Harding  to 
provide  immediately  for  the  restoration  of  the 
normal  functions  of  Constitutional  Government. 
As  a  means  to  this  end  he  must  summon  Con- 
gress for  the  purpose  of  acting  upon  the 
Knox  Resolution;  which  legislates  for  the 
making  of  peace  with  Germany.  Technically 
we  are  still  at  war  with  the  Teutons.  More- 
over the  general  character  and  executive  ability 
of  the  new  cabinet  clearly  indicate  Harding's 
determination  to  surround  himself  with  the  best 
minds  of  the  country — men  who  are  well  quali- 
fied to  carry  on  the  work  of  the  various  depart- 
ments, and  will  be  able  to  advise  him  in  regard 
to  questions  of  National  interest.  Much  of 
the  weakness  of  the  late  administration  was  due 
to  Wilson's  failure  to  surround  himself  with 
big  men.     He  choose  men  of  medicore  ability 


24 


THE     V  I  LLA  NOV  AN 


who  were  in  no  wise  capable  of  advising  him 
in  regard  to  the  grave  problems  that  arose  out 
of  our  participation  in  the  late  wair,  and  were 
merely  figureheads  to  whom  was  entrusted 
only  the  routine  work  of  the  departments. 
Furthermore,  the  President's  long  service  in 
the  tj;  S.  Senate  will  enable  him  to  realize  the 
necessity  and  wisdom  of  cooperating  with  and 
depending  upon  the  legislative  branch  of  the 
Government-  His  record  in  Congress  was 
that  of  a  strict  party  man,  and  it  may  be  safely 
presumed  that  there  will  be  very  little  execu- 
tive interference  with  the  powers  of  Congress 
during  the  next  four  years. 

TIhe  real  test  of  Harding's  administration 
will  be  the  adoption  of  a  foreign  policy  that  will 
meet  the  demands  of  the  radical  and  conser- 
vative elements  of  the  party.  The  Republician 
platform  commits  him  to  the  policy  of  the 
"Irreconciliables^"  Borah,  Johnson,  etc.  If 
the  tremendous  vote  that  the  Republician  tick-- 
et  received  at  the  last  election  means  any- 
thing at  all,  it  is  that  the  sentiment  of  the  Ameri- 
can  people  is  against  the  'League  of  Nations 
as  it  is  now  constituted.  Nevertheless  there  is 
a  popular  demand  for  an  association  of  nations 
and  enable  them  to  work  out  their  National 
salvation  according  to  the  wishes  of  the  ma- 
jority and  in  keeping  with  the  fundamental 
principles  of  international  law.  A  secondary 
purpose  will  be  the  elimination  of  all  warlike 
agencies  and  instruments. 

This  can  only  be  realized  by  the  adoption  of 
a  general  policy  of  disarmament.  The  U.  S. 
must  enter  into  an  agreement  with  England, 
France,  and  Japan  to  reduce  all  standing  arm- 
ies to  the  limitations  of  the  National  defense — 
to  abolish  conscription — to  put  an  end  to  all 
military  and  naval  construction.  If  this  be  im- 
possible then  the  U.  S.  must  build  a  Navy  su- 
perior to  that  of  England,  and  must  increase 
her  armies  to  such  proportions  as  to  be  ready 
to  conquer  the  world.     There  can  be  no  peace 


between  Nations  until  the  laws  of  God — ^Ohar-^ 
ity  and  Justice  are  made  the  basis  of  all  arbitra- 
tioh/-'>:;/';v(-^^v--;-;;-J::;  :;-;a:./:^  ■■■'-"^''v 

No  less  difficult  will  be  the  many  problems 
that  will  afford  protection  to  the  smaller  nations 
The  relation  of  Labor  and  Capitol  must  be  so 
adjusted  as  to  render  it  possible  for  the  work- 
ing man  to  receive  a  just  wage,  and  for  the 
capitalist  to  derive  a  proportionate  profit  from 
his  investments.  The  only  way  to  this  happy 
condition  of  labor  is  the  reduction  of  the  High 
Cost  of  Living.  Wh6n  cost  of  living  comes 
down  to  pre-war  figures,  and  wages  become 
normal — then  we  may  look  for  industrial  peace 
and  prosperity.  The  Immigration  laws  must 
be  so  changed  as  to  prevent  the  flooding  of  the 
country  with  hordes  of  undesirable  aliens  with- 
out closing  the  gates  to  those  who  might  come 
to  our  shores  to  seek  happiness  in  performance 
of.  an  honest  laibor  and  under  the  protection 
of  American  citizenship.  Some  dispensations 
will  have  to  be  made  in  regard  to  the  Prohi- 
bition Amendment.  At  the  present  time  the 
enforcement  of  the  law  is  impossible.  An  at- 
tempt will  be  made  to  put  through  Congress  a 
Bill  legalizing  the  sale  of  beer  and  light  wines. 

The  Executive  approval  will  be  sought  by 
an  army  of  lobbyists  for  a  multitude  of  reform 
measures —  such  as  B'lue  \  Laws—  Matiernity 
Laws,  Anti-Smoking  Laws. 

President  Harding  enters  the  Presidency 
with  a  great  deal  of  popularity  which  results 
more  from  the  universal  disapproval  of  Wilson's 
autocratic  regime  than  any  great  merit  of  his 
own.  All  classes  irrespective  of  political  creed 
assure  him  their  loyality,  confidence,  and 
obedience.  That  he  will  leave  office  with  the 
same  degree  of  popularity  as  he  enters  will 
depend  on  how  he  makes  use  of  the  golden  op- 
portunities that  are  before  him,  and  his  wisdom 
in  avoiding  the  mistakes  of  his  great  prede- 
cessor, W.  W. 


THE     V  I  LLANOV  AN 


25 


The  mid-year  examinations  were  begun  on 
the  twenty-third  of  January  and  continued 
throughout  the  week.  The  results  of  the  term's 
work  were  announced  in  the  Study  Hall  at  9 
A.  M.  Tuesday  morning,  February  i,  and  the 
second  term  began  with  classes  at  10,  A.  M.   ; 


■-.LECTURE 

On  Friday  evening,  January  7th,  an  interest- 
ing and  instructing  lecture  was  delivered  in  the 
Auditorium  by  Colonel  H.  C.  Boyden,  repre- 
senting the  Portland  Cement  Association, 

The  lecture  was  under  the  auspices  of  the  En- 
gineering Faculty,  and  the  speaker  dealt  mainly 
with  the  relative  importance  of  the  various 
ingredients  in  concrete. 

Col.  Bioyden"s  paper  brought  out  many  in- 
teresting and  enlightening  facts  in  the  recent 
development   of  the    art   of   making   concrete. 

Investigations  and  experiments  carried  on 
at  the  'Lewis  Institute  in  Qiicago  by  Professor 
Duff  A.  Abrams  and  his  staff  formed  the  basis 
for  the  conclusions  now  being  exploited  by  the 
Portland  Cement  Association  which  is  working 
hand  and  hand  with  Engineering  institutions 
in  a  country  wide  effort  to  perfect  the  art  of  con- 
:crete  making.  ■■'',.:;•;,■■■■' :-.■■'■■■/-; 

Tlie  interest  of  the  audience  was  greatly  in- 
creased by  the  fact  that  motion  pictures  were 
used  as  an  aid  in  bringing  out  many  of  the 
speaker's  points.  Many  new  sidelights  in  this 
connection  were  touched  upon,  and  it  was  ap- 
parent that  modern  methods  of  research  are 
gradually  working  toward  a  common  end, — 
the  enlightenment  of  engineers  and  those  in- 


terested in  construction  to  a  limit  consistent 
with  highest  safety  of  the  public  in  general  and 
the  maximum  utihty  of  construction  materials. 


PRISON  REFORM 

On  Monday  evening,  Feburary  14th,  Mr. 
Edward  Morrell,  President  of  Twentieth  Cen- 
tury Prison  Reform  League,  delivered  a  thor- 
oughly cinvincing  lecture  to  the  student  body 
on  the  necessity  of  prison  reform.      ' 

Mr.  Morrell  was  formerly  a  member  of  a 
band  of  outlaws  who  harassed  the  Sante  Fe 
Railroad  in  the  West  for  a  number  of  years. 
While  still  a  young  man,  he  was  sentenced  to 
life  imprisonment,  but  after  serving  sixteen 
years  of  his  term,  the  last  five  of  v^hich  were 
spent  in  solitary  confinement  in  the  San  Quentin 
Penitentiary  in  California  he  was  released  on 
parole,  and  subsequently  received  a  complete 
pardon. 

The  lecturer  related  many  experiences  he  had 
undergone  while  in  prison,  and  some  of  the 
cruel  and  inhuman  tortures  he  himself  had 
withstood  sounded  all  but  incredulous,  yet  Mr. 
Morrell  has  related  these  same  experiences  be- 
fore Congress  in  behalf  of  the  Prison  League. 

It  was  Mr.  Morrell  who  first  sug-gested  the 
idea  of  using  prison  labor  in  the  building  of 
highways  in  the  West,  and  although  scoffed  at 
in  the  beginning,  this  idea  has  been  tried  and 
found  to  be  very  effective. 

iTr^  Morrell  was  associated  with  Warden 
Thomas  Mott  Osborne  for  four  years  in  his 
efforts  to  establish  a  saner  basis  of  prison  re- 
gulations at  Sing  Sing. 


,i'ljfc*t.^-iJ-s.'iii!'V-:.i---6'.' 


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THE     V  I  LLANO  VAN 


Mr.  Alorrell's  personal  reminiscenses  made 
up  an  interesting  lecture  and  his  appreciative 
audience  plied  him  with  question  after  question 
at  the  conclusion  of  the  lecture. 


PHI  KAPPA  PI 

A  special  meeting-  of  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi  fra- 


ternity was  held  early  in  January  to  consider  ai 
proposed  merger  with  the  Villanova  Chapter 
of  the  American  Association  of  Engineers. 
The  members  decided  to  materialize  the 
merger  provided  it  can  be  done  without  violat- 
ing in  any  way  the  existing  constitutions  of 
both  org-anizations. 


Villanova,  25;  Alumni,  J9 

While  this  article  might  more  properly  have 
been  placed  in  the  athletic  columns,  the  inability 
of  the  scorer  to  record  successfully  the  complete 
list  of  su])stitutions  for  both  quintets  made  it 
questionable  to  do  so.  However^  we  may 
vouch  for  the  correctness  of  the  score;  Varsity 
25,  Alumni   19. 

When  the  Alumni,  captained  by  Marty 
McLaughlin,  tripped  out  on  the  court  they  were 
greeted  by  a  volume  of  applause  from  the 
Alunuii  Cheering  Section  which  was  under  the 
able  leadership  of  "Tom  Reap." 

The  "Grads"  lined  up  with  Johnnie  Dougherty 
and  "Wishy"  ConwaV)  forwards.  Chick  Mc- 
Laughlin center  and  Joe  Scanlon  and  Marty 
McLaughlin,  guards,  but  before  the  first  half 
had  ended,  Frank  Feeny.  Charley  McGuckin 
and  Leo  Lynch  found  their  way  into  the  lineup. 

The  ])lay  was  fast  and  furious,  much  "line 
plunging"  and  "end  runs"  being  interspersed 
with  some  streaks  of  real  basketball. 

The  first  half  ended  with  the  Alumni  on  the 
short  end  of  a  T2-9  score- 


The  second  half  saw  a  dififerent  lineup  on  the 
floor  for  the  Varsity,  and  McGuckin,  Feeny^ 
Doughetry,  Lynch  and  "Butch"  Thornton 
proved  a   speedy  combination  for  the  Alumni. 

A  better  brand  of  basketball  was  seen  in  this 
half,  although  much  mirth  was  provoked  on  one 
occasion  wdien  Leo  Lynch  thought  he  had  an 
open  field  and  started  to  run  with  the  ball  tuck- 
ed under  one  arm.  But  Jimmy  Mitchell  was  on 
the  job  and  made  a  beautiful  flying  tackle  which 
sent  Leo  headlong  into  the  stands. 

Davey  Ward,  Jim  Monahan  and  Marty  Con- 
nors also  helped  out  in  this  period,  but  the  var- 
sity was  out  for  a  victory  and  they  were  leading 
25-19  when  the  game  ended. 

Johnny  Dougherty  "starred"  for  the  Alumni 
with  four  field  goals,  beside  playing  a  good 
floor  game.  Feeney  and  McGuckin  also  manag- 
ed to  toss  a  few  in  and  Charley  proved  efficient 
in  foul  shooting.     :    ;      , 

Mitchell,  with  six  field  goals  and  one  foul 
point,  was  the  mainstay  of  the  college  quintet. 
Teddy  Hammond  and  "Phin"  Vize  also  made 
the  "old  timers"  sit  up  and  take  notice. 


THE     VILLA  NO  VAN 


27 


•  Judging  by  the  success  of  the  evening,  it  is 
highly  probable  that  the  Alumni  game  will  be 
made  an  annual  affair. 


John  Jones,  David  Farley  and  Joseph  Waugh, 
'21,  employed  by  the  Tbos.  E.  Murray  Co.,  of 
New  York,  spent  Lincoln's  birthday  at  the  col- 
lege. 


Thos-  J.  McCormick,  '20,  is  now  a  member 
of  the  faculty  here.  His  fitness  for  the  work  is 
beyond  question.  We  wish  Professor  McCor- 
mick complete  success  in  his  new  position. 


DR,  NOLAN 

Dr.  Edward  I.  Nolan  died  on  Friday,  Jan. 
7th,  at  his  home  in  Philadelphia. 

For  fifty-eig'ht  years  Dr.  Nolan  was  recording 
librarian  of  the  Academy  of  Natural  Sciences. 

Born  in  Albany,  N.  Y.,  he  came  to  Philadel- 
phia as  a  boy  and  attended  Central  High  School. 
Later  he  matriculated  at  the  University  of 
Pennsylvania,  receiving  a  degree  from  the  Med- 
ical   School...  'y\.:'v'/.;;\::-<-^ :■-:':'.::'{     ,,'-■■:■ -^ -;:,:' ^  :■-■ 

In  recognition  of  eminently  deserved  merit 
Villanova  bestowed  upon  him  the  degree  of 
Doctor  of  Science. 


It  was  quite  a  pleasant  surprise  to  have  Edward 
"Cap"  Hennessay  visit  us  a  few  days  ago.  For 
the  past  few  years  "Cap"  has  been  residing  in 
(Sunny  France?);  after  serving  with  the  A.  E.  F. 
for  two  years,  he  was  honorably  discharged, 
and    thereupon    accepted  a  position    with    an 


American  Engineering  firm  doing  reconstruc- 
tion work  in  Northern  l<>ance,  remaining  with 
them  until  his  return  to  this  country,  which  was 
about  three  weeks  ago. 


WEDDING  BELLS 

Lieut.  "Ted"  Voight,  U.  S.  Cavalry,  and  a 
former  student  here  was  married  in  Kansas 
City  Christmas  day  to  Miss  Isla  Rose  Farrell 
of  Little  Rock,  Ark.  The  couple  will  reside  at 
Fort  Riley  where  Lieut.  Voight  is  on  duty. 

Lieut.  Voight  went  overseas  from  Camp 
Devens  with  a  machine  gun  battery,  but  upon 
return  secured  a  transfer  back  to  the  branch 
of  the  service  in  which  he  was  originally 
assigned  and  received  a  permanent  commission. 
We  extend  our  heartiest  felicitations  to  the  new 
couple. 


Among  our  recent  visitors  were;  Rev.  Urban 
Pjarrett  of  Praddock,  Pa.;  Hon.  Thos.  Darby, 
State  Senator  of  Flordia  for  eight  years  and 
one  of  the  oldest  of  our  Alumni;  James  Murray, 
who  is  now  located  in  Syracuse,  N.  Y.;  Jas. 
(Staten  Island)  Kelly  and  wife;  Raymond  Lar- 
kin  and  wife;  Alfred  Marlowe,  York,  Pa.;  Jas. 
J.  Egan,  Niagara  University,  N.  Y. ;  Jno.  P. 
Grandfiekl,  Phila.,  Pa.;  Jack  Cronin  and  Walter 
O'Connor, 

Eugene  Dowd  and  his  bride  visited  here  while 
on  their  honeymoon.  To  the  young  couple  we 
extend  our  best  wishes  for  a  career  of  marital 
happiness.  \ 


;     By  Emmett  A.  Flynn 


T  HAVE  often  wondered  what  it  would  be 
■■-  like  to  write  a  personal  essay,  and  one  day 
while  pondering  this  question  seriously  I  sud- 
denly realized  that  a  very  good  way  to  find  out 
what  it  was  like,  was  to  sit  down,  take  up  my 
pen,  and  write  one.  Well,  whenever  a  mighty 
conclusion  like  the  above  dawns  upon  me,  I 
generally  act  upon  it;  so  I  have  carried  out  the 


first  two  points  to  the  letter,  for  I  am  actually 
sitting  down,  and  you  can  see  that  I  have  taken 
up  my  pen,  but  as  to  writing  a  personal  essay — 
well,  I  am  stuck.  What  shall  I  write  about?  I 
pause  in  order  to  think  (oh,,  yes,  I  do  "think" 
now  and  then)  what  this  personal  essay  is  go- 
ing to  be  about. 

I  have  decided  to  write  a  personal  essav,  on 


28 


.THE     VILLANOVAN 


"Writing  a  Personal  Essay."  Now  I  think  that 
ought  to  be  interesting,  to  me,  at  least,  anyhow. 
I  can  have  the  satisfaction  of  causing  my  afore- 
stated  wonderment  to  cease,  and  at  the  same 
time  I  may  turn  out  to  be  a  personal  essay- 
ist ;!x?!  Newman  turned  out  to  be  the  greatest 
master  of  prose  in  the  nineteenth  century  and 
here  I  am  perfectly  satisfied  to  become  the 
greatest  master  of  "sitting  down,  taking  up  my 
pen  and  writing  something"  in  the  month  of 
January.  I  have  often  wondered  (this  seems 
to  be  an  essay  on  what  I  have  often  wondered) 
whether  Miss  Bronte  didn't  really  start  to  write 
a  "camouflaged"  personal  essay  when  she 
wrote  J'ane  Eyre  and  just  imagine  her  personal"^ 
feelings  when  her  manuscript  turned  out  to  be 
a  wonderful  novel;  or,  again  how  really  like  a 
series  of  Piersonal  Essays  is  that  delightful 
book  by  Jean  Webster,  "Daddy  Longlegs,"  and 
how  pleased  and  surprised  Miss  Webster  must 
have  been  when  she  saw  her  book  dramatized 
and  its  title  emblazoned  on  Broadway.  Of 
course,  I  don't  expect  to  see  the  title  of  this 
emblazoned  anywhere,  but,  at  least,  I'll  have 
started  to  write  "Did  Mr.  Shakespeare  expect 
to  become  a  "Shakespeare"  when  he  first  sat 
down,  took  up  his  pen,  and — paused  to  think 
what  he  should  write  about?  As  a  matter  of 
fact,  does  any  celebrity  decide  to  be  a  celebrity 
the  first  time  he  tries  on  his  first  pair  of  shoes? 
I  am  sure  that  the  Fat  'Lady  of  circus  fame 
never  dreamed  she  could  attract  so  much  atten- 
tion until  she  made  an  effort  and  applied  for  the 
job.  I  once  read  a  book  of  personal  essays. 
(Don't  get  excited;  I  have  not  decided  to  write 
a  book  of  them.  I'll  be  perfectly  satisfied  if  I 
get  this  finished.  I'm  getting  wobbly  already), 
and  1  thought  they  were  really  the  most  delight- 
ful kind  of  reading  I  had  ever  indulged  in. 

The  1)()ok  was  something  on  the  style  of  a 
diary,  but  it  was  not  merely  a  record  of  events. 


"Arose  at  8;  hurried  to  class;  mis-sed  break- 
fast," etc-;  but  rather  it  was  a  record  of  daily 
impressions ;  or  little  chats  in  which  the  author 
seemed  to  philosophize  with  himseff. 

Now  I  don't  want  to  start  everybody  philo- 
sophizing with  everybody  else.  The  best  place 
to  practice  that  is  in  the  Philosophy  Class,  but 
I  would  like  to  read  another,  or  a  few  more 
books  of  good  personal  essays  and  if  his  starts 
anybody  writing  them,  I'll  be  one  of  their  first 
devotees.  Of  late  I  have  been  feeling  very 
much  like  philosophizing.  Recently  a  profes- 
sor assigned  me  a  paper  on  the  "Fakirs  of 
India,"  and,  really,  I  was  tempted  to  write  on, 
"Why  Go  to  India  for  Fakirs?"  but  I  was  afraid 
the  said  profesesor  would  "call  my  bluff."  I 
wrote  the  paper  as  it  was  assigned  to  me,  and, 
to  appease  my  appetite  for  philosophizing,  I 
am  writing  this.  I  have  been  rambling  along 
quite  glibly  and  whether  the  trail  I  leave  be- 
hind me  is  a  personal  essay  or  not  remains  to 
be  seen.  In  case  any  of  my  readers  might  have 
their  doubts  as  regards  my  sanity,  I  had  better 
inform  them  what  my  idea  of  a  personal  essay 
is.  To  write,  or  rather  to  start,  a  personal 
essay,  all  one  has  to  do  is  to  jot  down  an  ac- 
count of  impressions  received  daily  or  other- 
wise, be  they  made  on  a  journey,  in  the  class 
room,  in  one's  den  or  elsewhere.  ,   ^      :        ; 

I  seem  to  have  gotten  this  one  started  all 
right,  but  how  to  get  it  stopped  is  now  my  main 
difificulty.  When  one  goes  up  in  a  balloon  and 
one  wishes  to  stop  going  up,  all  one  has  to  do  is 
to  step  out  of  it,  and  one  will  stop  going  up  all 
right. 

Now  I  seem  to  have  been  sailing  quite  high 
on  my  airy  h.ope-plane  of  being  able  to  write 
a  personal  essay  so  I  guess  I  better  just  get  out 
of  it  as  easily  as  possible  and  the  bump  when  I 
land  on  earth  will  bring  me  back  to  my  senses. 


THE     V  ILLAN  OV  AN 


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Villanova,  43;  Catholic  U,  40 

Villanova  opened  her  first  season  with  basket- 
ball as  a  major  sport,  by  defeating  the  fast 
Catholic  University  team  43-40.  ^^  ^^^  ■  ■ 
;  The  game  was  nip  and  tuck  throughout  and 
furnished  a  real  treat  for  the  basketball  en- 
thusiasts who  filled  every  available  space  in  the 
■gymnasium... 

\^2^Ygt\y  through  the  sujperiof  shootihg  of 
D'Unn,  the  Washingtonians'  star  forward,  C. 
U.  came  out  on  the  big  end  of  a  21-20  score  in 
the  first  half. 

The  second  half  was  an  exciting  one  as  one 
team  and  then  the  other  took  the  lead  by  a  few 
points.   '■','■, 

Dunn  was  closely  watched  this  half  and 
managed  to  cage  but  two  baskets.  Laughlin, 
Ryan  and  Sid  Sweeny  came  through  with  three 
two  pointers  each  in  this  half.  -:Y'' ^''':.-''':'::X- '''■;.■■ -■'P'-''']^ 

Sid's  two  long  shots  near  the  c'ose  of  the 
game  gave  Villanova  a  three  point  lead,  and 
proved  the  deciding  factor  in  the  Villanova's 
victory.    .    ■ 

VILLANOVA 

Field  Goals.  Fouls.  Points. 

Sweeney,    forward    3  o  6 

Ryan,    forward    4  7  IS 

Pickett,    center    2  P  4 

Laughlin,   guard    4  v4  ,            JI2 

Jones,    guard    3  O  ;    .      6; 

Totals    ..................     16  II  43 

CATHOLIC  UNIV. 

Field  Goals.  Fouls.  Points. 

Dunn,    forward    ........ 7  3  I''' 

Kelley,    forward    4  p  8 

Taylor,    center    o  O  /      o 

Ebberts,    center    2  P  :    4; 

Lynch,    guard     3  "^r  ^ 

Glcason,    guard o  S  5 

Totals     .:................     16  8  40 


Referee — Lewis, 
minute  halves. 


Timer—McDonald.        Time — 20 


Villanova^  3J;  St.  Joscph*s,  22 

Villanova  won  its  third  straight  game  by  de- 
feating the  St.  Josephs'  College  five  at  Villanova, 
Saturday,  January  15,  the  score  being  31-32. 

St.  Joseph's  showed  unexpected  strength  but 
were  unable  to  check  the  Blue  and  White  scoring 
combination.  The  first  half  ended  with  Villa- 
nova on  the  leading  end  of  an  18-13  score. 

Sensatiojnal  long  sho^s  from  mid-floor  by 
Ryan,  Sweeney  and  Jones  at  the  outset  of  the 
second  half  decided  the  issue  in  favor  of  Villa- 
nova. St.  Joe's  scored  but  five  field  goals  in 
all,  only  two  being  caged  in  the  second  half. 
Devine,  however,  managed  to  cage  12  out  of  18 
of  his  foul  tries,  while  Ryan  caged  eight. 

After  Villanova  had  taken  a  good  lead,  Coach 
Saxe  sent  in  his  second  team  and  his  charges 
acquitted  themselves  creditably. 

Temple  did  well  for  St.  Joe's. 

\  VILLANOVA 

Field  Goals.  Fouls.  Points. 

Ryan,    forward     3                   8  14 

Sweeney,     forward    4                   o  8 

Pickett,    center    o                   o  o 

Jones,    guard    2                   o  4 

Laughlin.    guard    2                   I  5 

Totals    w ..... .^ ......'...    ii  g  31 

ST.  JOSEPH'S 

:~       /             Field  Goals.  Fouls.  Points. 

McDermott,    forward    2  o                   4 

Deady.    forward     i  o                   2 

Temple,    center     .......... .     I  .             o                   2 

Devine,  guard    . . . .  . ........     i  12                 14 

Treacy,    guard    o  o                   o 

Totals    ....................    5  12  22 

Substitutions — McDonald  for  Jones,  Conway  for 
Pickett.  Hammond  for  Conway.  Connelly  for  Swee- 
ney,  Mitchell  for  Ryan.     Referee — Gieges,  Temple. 


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THE     VILLA  NO  VAN 


Villanova,  3J;  Temple,  28 

Villanova  outclassed  the  strong  Temple  Uni- 
versity quintet  at  the  Armory,  in-  Philadelphia, 
on  Saturday,  January  8,  scoring  a  31-28 
victory. 

The  playing  was  close  throughout,  with  Villa- 
nova  leading  18-15  at  half  time. 

Despite  the  fac*  that  each  team  scored  13 
])oints  in  the  second  half,  Coach  Saxe's  charges 
had  the  Temple  players  at  their  mercy  in  this 
half  allowing  them  only  2  field  goals.  O'Brien's 
foul  shooting  accounted  for  the  other  9  points. 

Sweeney  and  Ryan  stood  out  for  Villanova, 
while  Griffin,  Temple's  ebony-hued  forward 
was  the  mainstay  for  the  Philadelphia  aggre- 
gation. ■:<  ;■■■■-■■,;;;'  .■';■.■■;:•■■  '::;\:/::i'-r. ■■::'■/>-  ■^"■^^  ■■■"■■■.:■•:■::-, 


Navy,  46;  Villanova,  20  ; 

After  winning  three  straight,  Villanova  re- 
ceived a  46-20  setback  at  the  hands  of  the  Navy 
five  at  Annapolis. 

The  Navy  team,  composed  of  five  rangy 
athletes  as  it  was,  strung  out  a  three  man  de- 
fense which  the  Blue  and  White  passers  could 
not  fathom. 

Time  and  time  again  Villanova  sent  five  men 
down  the  hall  with  the  ball  only  to  lose  it  under 
the  basket.  Whereupon  the  Navy  tossers  would 
then  attack  \'illanova's  goal,  now  unguarded 
and  score  with  comparative  ease. 

Navy  led  at  half  time,  the  score  being  32-8. 
l>()th  teams  sent  fresh  men  in  for  the  second 
lialf  and  the  playing  was  more  even,  Navy  scor- 
ing 14  points  while  Villanova  made  12. 


P.  M,  C,  3J ;  Villanova,  27         / 

Largely  through  the  effective  foul  shooting 
of  Riley,  the  Blue  and  White  passers  went  down 
to  defeat  at  the  hands  if  the  Pennsylvania 
Military  College  at  Chester.  The  final  score 
was  31-27. 

P.  M.  C.  took  the  first  half  handily,  the  score 
being  20-11.  In  the  second  ha^f,  however,  the 
\Mllanova  (|uintet  roused  themselves  and  made 
il   a  nip  and  tuck  game   until  the  last  minute- 

Each  team  scored  nine  field  goals,  but  Riley 
counted    13  times   on   fouls.      Ryan   was   weak 


on  foul   shooting  and  gave   way   to   Laughlih 
who  caged  eight  foul  goals  in  eleven  tries.       ■ 

Ryan  and  Niblow  each  had  4  field  goals  and 
Jones  had  three. 


Villanova,  42;  Lebanon  Valley,  35 

Villanova  broke  into  the  winning  column 
again  by  defeating  the  strong  Lebanon  Valley 
outfit  42-35,  in  the  most  exciting  game  of  the 
season  on  the  Villanova  court. 

The  game  was  liard  fought  from  start  to 
finish,  and  it  was  the  splendid  team  work  of  the 
Blue  and  White  aggregatign  which  accounted 
for  the  victory..-- "  ■:  ■■      ^/'r;  ■■>;?;,■■----,- ^■■-■:-■'::;,^■■''■v■^:■■^'-^:-v.^ 

Lebanon  Valley,  unable  to  penetrate  Villa- 
nova's  defense,  began  shooting  from  mid-floor 
with  amazing  success.  Moore  was  especially 
proficient  at  this;  and  caged  six  baskets,  most 
of  them  being  long  shots-  ^^^.y^^C^v^^^^^^^^^^^^^        ^    Vwv 

Tl'ie  game  was  remarkably  clean  for  such  a 
fast   game   and   good  shooting  was   prevalent. 

Frankie  Pickett  starred  for  Villanova  with 
six  field  goals,  and  also  displayed  a  fine  brand 
of  floorwork.  .    .  :         ■ 

:.;:,:■  .VILLANOVA"'  ■■' 

Field  Goals.  Fouls.  Points; 

Sweeniey,    forward    .........     4                   o  ,8 

Ryan,    forward    ... ...     4                    8  16 

Pickett,    center 6                   o ,  :      12 

Jones,    guard    ..............     2                   0^^^  :         :4^ 

Laughlin,    guard    . ... .... .  •  •     I                   0  ^  ^  2 

Totals    .,.,.........;... .     17  8  42 

.;       LEBANON  VALLEY 

Field  Goals.  Fouls.  Points. 

Wolfe,    forward    ............     4  o                   8 

StaufFer,    forward o  o                   o 

Wolf,    center    2  d                    4 

Cohen,    guard     3  06 

Moore,    guard    6  5                  I7 

Totals IS  s  35 

Referee — Lewis,   Haverford.   Timer — Quinn.  Time- 
Two  20-minute  periods. 


Fordham,  3  J ;  Villanova,  22 

After  playing  a  nip  and  tuck  game  in  the 
first  half,  Villanova  lost  to  Fordham  University 
31-22  through  poor  shooting  in  the  final  period. 

The  Bronx  Collegians  took  the  lead  a^  the 
start,  but  Ryan  caged  several  pretty  shots  and 
kept  ^^illanova  in  the  running,  the  first  half 
ending  16-15  in  Fordham's  favor. 


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Fallon  broke  loose  and  scored  four  field  goals 
in  the  second  half  and  Gordon  and  Kelly  con- 
tributed one  apiece. 

Villanova  was  able  to  cag^e  but  two  field  goals 
in  this  period,  Sweeney  and  Ryan  getting  one 
each. 

Jack  Ryan  was  high  scorer  with  fifteen  points 
— five  field  goals  and' five  points  of  free  tries. 

Fallon  and  Gordon  each  made  ten  points  for 
I'ordham. 


.  Villanova,  44;  Rahway,  J  7 

As  Villanova  was  the  only  team  to  defeat 
the  Rahway  Y.  M.G.  A.  five  last  season,  Rah- 
way clamored  for  another  congest  this  season- 

Villanovla  ^cored  a  detisive  44-17  victory 
over  the  New  Jersey  aggregation  and  duplicat- 
ed last  year's  feat  of  being  the  only  team  to 
defeat  them. 

Ryan,  Sweeney  and  Picket*  scored  almost  at 
will  in  the  first  half,  the  score  at  half  time  being 

23-12.  ;.-■;. 

Rahway  scored  but  five  points  in  the  second 
half  although  Villanova's  second  team  was 
placed  on  the  floor  for  the  final  ten  minutes. 

Miller,  with,  four  field  goals,  was  Rahway's 
only  redeeming  feature. 

Ryan  was  higher  scorer  with  7  field  goals 
and  4  fouls  for  a  total  of  eighteen  points. 


Seton  Hall,  28;  Villanova,  J4 

Still  suffering  from  the  effects  of  the  severe 
drubbing  administered  by  West  Point  the  night 
before,  Villanova  succumbed  to  the  fast  Seton 
Hall  quintet  at  South  Orange,  the  score  being 
28-14. 

Both  teams  played  a  slow  game  in  the  first 
half,  Villanova  registering  but  three  points  on  I 
foul  tries.     Seton  Hall  did  little  better  having 
only  two  field  goals  and  four  foul  goals,  giving 
them  an  8-3  lead. 

Flynn  caged  seven  field  goals  for  Seton  Hall 
in  the  final  period,  while  Ryan,  Sweeney  and 
Pickett  managed  to  cage  one  each  for  Villa- 
nova. 


I 


West  Point,  47;  Villanova,  J7 

ViPanova  received  its  worse  setback  of  the 
season  when  it  went  down  to  defeat  before  the 
fast  Army  team  at  W'est  Point  to  the  tune  of 

47-17- 

The  first  half  was  hard  fought,  Army  taking 
the  honors  by  a  14-9  score. 

In  the  second  half,  however,  the  Army  bom- 
bardment was  too  much,  for  the  Blue  and  White 
defense,  and  chiefly  through  the  clever  shoot- 
ing of  Bonnett,  French  and  Dabezies,  the  cadet 
five  overwhelmed  the  Villanova  aggregation, 
taking  this  half  by  a  33-8.  score. 

The  cliaraoteristic  courtesy  and  good  treatment 
of  the  Cadets  and  players  alike,  toward  Villanova 
teams  was  in  evidence  as  usual,  and  in  passing, 
The  Villanovan  takes  this  opportunity  of 
thanking  West  Point  for  its  many  acts  of  good 
sportsmanship. 


Ctt%zcnt  A,  C,  40;  Villanova,  2  J 

For  the  third  game  of  the  New  York  trip, 
Coach  Saxe  started  his  second  team  ag'ainst 
the  undefeated  Crescent  A,  C.  team  at  Brook- 
lyn, and  threw  a  scare  into  the  Halfmooners 
v^hen  Vize,  Mitchell  and  Conway  scored  in 
rapid  succession,  putting  Villanova  in  the  lead 
at  the  outset. 

The  former  collegiate  stars,  however,  were 
too  fast  for  the  Blue  and  Wliite  passers,  and 
soon  took  the  lead,  finishing  the  first  period 
with  a  21-9  lead. 

The  first  string  men  were  sent  into  the  game 
in  the  second  half,  but  could  not  check  the 
Brooklynites,  who  again  took  the  honors  scor- 
ing 19  points  to  Villanova's   I2.^^^^^^^^-  :  ^  ; 

Parme'e  was  the  individual  star  of  the  ganie 
with  8  field  goals  and  6  points  on  fouls  for  a 
total  of  22  points. 


Fofdham,  24;  Villanova,  J  7 

Four  games  in  succession  proved  too  great  a 
strain  on  the  Villanova  (|uintet  and  after  lead- 
ing for  three  quarters  of  the  game,  they  went 
down  to  defeat  at   Fordham  by  the   score  of 

24-I7.;-- ■■■'■■ '^ 

The  huge  crowd  which  filled  the  69th  Regi- 
ment Armory  in  New  York  City  was  given  a 
real  basketball  treat  for  it  was  one  of  the  hard- 
est fought  games  of  the  season. 

Much  unavoidable  roughness  was  in  evidence 
due  to  the  fastness  of  the  game. 


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THE     V  I  LLANO  VAN 


Villanova  took  the  lead  at  *he  start  and  was 
leading  Fordham  by  the  score  of  12-10  at  the 
completion  of  the  first  half.  ^      -  ;.  •     ;     ■  ; 

For  five  minutes  after  the  opening  of  the 
second  half,  neither  team  scored.  Fallon, 
finally  broke  the  ice  with  a  long  shot  which 
tied  the  score  for  Fordham. 

Then  Ryan  counted  again  for  Villanova. 
Gordon  contributed  another  field  goal  and  a 
free  try  and  Ryan  kept  Villanova  in  the  lead  by 
following  suit.'  '■  \'C-'- ■'.-■■  ^/^''-■■:       ■'■s'-:''-:'-:'^'-:y 

But  the  pace  began  to  tell  on  the  Blue  and 
White  aggregation  and  with  six  minutes  to 
play,  Fallon  caged  three  in  succession  while 
Gordon  contributed  another  field  goal  and  3 
points  on  fouls. 

Except  for  two  more  successful  foul  tries 
by  Ryan,  Villanova  could  not  seem  to  locate  the 
basket,  although  they  fought  hard  until  the 
final  whistle. 

Fallon  and  Gordon  scored  all  of  Fordham's 
points,  each,  player  making  12  points. 

VILLANOVA 

Field  Goals.  Fouls.  Points. 

Mitchell,    forward     2  o                   4 

Ryan,    forward     I  5                   7 

Pickett,    center    2  o                   4 

Laughlin.    guard    I  o                   2 

McDonald,    guard    o  o                   o 

Totals 6  S  17 

FORDHAM 

Field  Goals.  Fouls.  Points. 

Healey,    forward    ...........     o                   0  o 

Fallon,    forward 6            ,       OV  12 

(jordon,    center    4            :  '  4  12 

Culloton.    guard    ......i....     o.   :    '           0  0 

Kelley,    guard o                   0  o 

Totals     10  4  24 

Suhstituti(jns — Hammond  for  Mitchell,  Sweeney  for 
Ryan,  Conway  for  Pickett-  Stocker  for  Healy-  Ref- 
eree— Parmale- 


period,  nine  oi  their  points  being  accounted  for 
.by  O'Brien's  foul  shooting. 

Temple  opened  the  second  half  in  a  speedy 
fashion,  field  goals  by  McPeck  and  Gross  and 
two  points  in  free  tries  giving  them  a  21-20 
lead  on  Villanova,  before  the  Blue  and  White 
quintet  were  properly  in  action. 

Villanova  soon  took  the  lead  again,  however, 
and  McDonald,  Pickett  and  Sweeney  sent  them 
further  ahead  with  neatly  executed  shots. 
■  Laughlin's  work  in  the  guard  position  show- 
ed itself  at  this  section  of  the  game,  and  Temple 
could  add  only  three  more  points  on  free  tries. 

Villanova  succeeded  in  landing  thirteen  field 
goals,  while  Temple  caged  only  five  in  this 
manner.    , 

Ryan  was  high  scorer  with  four  field  goals 
and  ten  foul  goals  for  a  total  of  eighteen  points. 
Sweeney  and  Pickett  each  had  four  field  goals 
also. 

O'Brien  of  Temple,  made  fourteen  points  on 
free  tries,  and  two  more  on  a  field  goal,  thus 
scoring  16  of  his  team's  24  points. 


Villanova/ 36;  Temple,  24 

After  the  disastrous  New  York  trip,  Villa-f 
noved  staged  a  strong  "comeback"  by  defeat- 
ing Temple  University  for  the  second  time  this 
season,  the  score  being  36-24. 

Ryan,  Sweeney  and  Pickett  did  the  bulk  of 
the  scoring  in  the  first  half  and  gave  Villanova 
a  20-15  lead  at  half  time. 

Temple  scored  but  three  field  goals  in  this 


Villanova,  24;  St,  Joseph's,  J  4 

On  Wednesday  evening,  Feb.  16,  Villanova 
outplayed  the  St.  Joseph's  College  five  for  the 
second  time  this  season.  The  game  was  play- 
ed on  St.  Joseph's  court  and  the  final  score  was 
24-14. 

Earl  Gray  made  his  first  appearance  with 
Villanova  this  season  and  played  a  remarkable 
floor  game,  keeping  his  teammates  going  every 
minute. 

Ryan,  with  three  field  goals  and  eight  suc- 
cessful foul  tries  equaled  St.  Joseph's  total  of 
14  points. 

St.  Joe's  was  able  to  score  only  three  field 
goals  during  the  entire  game,  while  Villanova 
counted  eight  times  from  the  floor. 

The  game  was  fast  and  rough  at  times,  but 
the  Philadelphia  CoUegians  at  no  time  threat- 
ened the  Blue  and  White  quintet,  who  were  in- 
clined to  take  things  easy. 

The  first  half  was  closely  contested,  Villa- 
nova taking  the  margin  of  the  ii-io  score  at 
half  time.     The  second  half  was  all  Villanova. 


THEVILLANbVAN  ^  33 


VILLANOVA  .  ST.  JOSEPH'S 

Field  Goals.  Fouls.  Points.  Field  Goals.  Fouls.  Points. 

Sweeney,    forward    i  o  2  McDermott-    forward    ; I     ■  o  2 

Gray,    forward    3  o  b  £)eady,    forward .0  o.  '       O 

Pickett,    center    I  O  2  (^^^^^^    ^^^^^^^    j  8  10 

Laughhn,   guard    o  o  o  D^^^^e,   guard    i  o  2 

Ryan,    guard     3  «  H  .Temple,    guard    o  0  o 

Jones,    guard     o  O  O  vizard,    forward    o  O  O 

Hammond,    center    o  o  o  — 

Conway,    forward    o  o  o  Totals    3  8  14 

Totals    8  8  24  Referee — Lewis.     Timer — Quinn. 


We  gratefully  acknowledge  the  receipt  of  the  following  Exchanges. 


Georgetown   College  Journal; 

Boston  .College  Stylus. 

The  P^ordham  Monthly. 

The    Gonzaza,    Gonzaga   University. 

The  Mountaineer,  Mt.  St.  Mary's  College. 

The  Morning  Star,  Conception  College- 

The  Laurel,  St.  Eonaventures  College. 

The  Prospector,  Mt.  St.  Charles  College. 

The  Alvernia,  St.  Francis  College. 

The  Villa  Marian. 

Maywood  College  Bay  Leaf. 

The  De  Paul  Minewal. 

Orange  and  Black,  Latrobe  High  School,  Pa. 

St,  Vincent  College  Journal. 

Catholic  Standard  and  Times. 

The  National  Catholic  War  Council  Bulletin. 

"Onas"  Wm.  Penn  High  School,  Phila. 

"Inas"  Philadelphia  High  School. 

St.  Joseph's  Prep.  Chronicle. 

The  Western,  West  Phila.  High  School. 

The  Triad,  St.  Peter's  High  School,  New 
Brunswick,  N.  J. 

The  Messenger.  St.  Ritas  Hall,  Manila. 

The  Radnorite,  Radnor,  High  School. 

Tlie  Victorian,  St.  Viator  College,  Bourbon- 
ais,  111. 

The  \'incentian,  St.  Vincent's  Academy,  New- 
ark, N.  J. 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


PUNTBS 


Of  all  the  words 
Of  tongue  or  pen, 

The   sadest  are  these, 
"I've  flunked  again,'' 


Thifst-Ade  for  the  Inured 

Have  you  a  little  Thirst- Ade  Kit  in  your 
home?  No  household  should  be  without  one. 
Tt  consists  of  Lemonade,  Concordade,  some  dry 
stuff  by  George  Ade,  and  last  but  not  least  a 
goodly  quantity  of  "Home-made." 

Raising  a  family  is  not  as  important  to-day 
as  in  the  days  gone  by.  The  important  thing 
today  is  the  "raisin"  of  the  family  brew. 

Not  so  long  ago  we  looked  with  great  con- 
corn  upon  the  gathering  of  a  crowd  and  nodded 
our  collective  heads  wisely  and  said,  "There's 
trouble  brewing.  Someone's  been  celebrating." 
.  To-day  we  see  the  crowd  and  say,  "There's 
something"  brewing.  Someone's  been  cellar- 
brating." 

The  "spirit"  of  the  Times  is  indeed  a  "grave" 
matter. 


Iliornbury — Loan    me   a    dollar. 
Dooley — I   can't. 
Thornbury — Why  not. 
Dooley — It's  Lent. 


He — Girls  are  more  beautiful  than  fellows. 
S'he — Naturally.  ^      = 

He — No,  artificially. 


Waiting 

The  hour  grows  late 

And  hungrily  I   wait 

To  hear  her  say 

Three  words — three   little  words. 

Yet  great 

Enough  to  bring  completeness   to  the  day. 

At  last  she  comes, 

Cassandra  tall  and  dark — 

Yes!  Very  dark!     A  careless  tune  she  hums, 

And   pauses    shamelessly   to   mark 

How  her  delay  has  angered  or  unnerved 

The  weak  among  us.     Then  she  snuffles — 

Hark! 

"Dinnah  am  served." 


vSi — My  ancesters  were  all  people  of  brains. 
■  Mickey — Too  bad  you  were  disinherited  old 
bean.  - : 


Salesman — What  size  hat  sir? 
Freddie — I    don't    knoAV,    what    size   do    you 
wear. 
Salesman — 6%- 
Freddie —  Gimme  9,  10,  11. 


Matt-— W'hen  Hennie  moved  out  the  only 
thing  he  left  was  his  writing  paper  and  he  could 
not  take  that. 

Diemps — How  come? 
.     Matt — Tt  was  stationery. 


A  little  incense  now  and  then 
Is   relished   by  the   Chinamen. 


THE     VILLANO'VAN 


35 


Dooley— Say,    Howard,   "Y"    is   the    Fourth  Winker— Do  you    know    that    Peg-gy  is    an 

of  July-?  artist's  model. 

Thornbury— Why   is   the   Fourth  of  July?  C.  R.  R'.— No!    but    I    notice    she    is    often 

Dooley — It  certainly  is.  painted. 


Gerahty    (in    Dtng    Store) — D'o     you     sell 
mirrors? 

Clerk — Hand  mirrors? 
Gerahty — No,  face  mirrors. 


Lanry — Tliey  tell  me  Kenny  learned  to  play 
the  piano  in  no  time. 
Amby — Yes,  Fve  heard  him  play  it  that  way. 


MacNamara  (looking-  at  his  broken  drum)- 
Can  you  beat  that? 

Mitchell — Not  very  well. 


Nothing  ever  '"stumps"  Joe  Callaghan.  He 
was  determining  the  percentage  of  silver  in  a 
dime, — and  not  having  a  dime,  he  used  two 
nickels  instead. 


There's  metres  of  accent 
And  metres  of  tone. 

But  the  best  of  all  metres, 
Is  to  metre  alone. 

There's  letters  of  accent 

And  letters  of  tone 
But  the  best  of  air  letters — 

Figure  it  out  for  yourself. 


'The  Pound-Keeper"  featuring  Bill  Cronin. 

"Alarm  Clock  Amby"  with  J.  Leo  Rrennan, 

"The  Village  Sleuth"  featuring  "Clancv" 
Mitchell. 

Also 

Joe  Dooley  in  "The  Rrat"  and  "The  Hushed 
Hour"  at  eleven  o'clock. 


Prof,  in  Religion — What  is  faith? 
l^JR^y—  A  man  wh.at'll  buy  hair  tonic  from 
ci  bald-headed  barber. 


Sign   in    front   of   a   florist's    shop   in   Paris, 
France : 
Arthur  la  Dermbklumenher. 
"Say  it  with  flowers." 


Backman^Where  is  the  plot  in  that  story  of 
the  grave  yard. 

O'Brien — Never  saw  a  grave  yard  without  a 
plot. 


Reeves — ^What  team  plays  here  next  Sat. 

Dawg — Pending. 

Reeves — Where   does    Pendin"-   hail    from. 


McKenna — Do  you  know  that  Carnegie  and 
Rockefeller    made    three    millions    dishonestly? 

Happy — How! 

McKenna — ^Well  Carnegie  made  his  in  Steel'n 
Iron  and  the  Rbckefellow  dug  deep  for  oil 
shows  that  it  was'nt  on  the  level. 


Peirce — What's  the  matter  with  your  foot? 
Jim — Oh!  the  calf  on  my  leg  came  down  and 
ate  the  corn  on  mv  toes. 


Gates — Docs  the  moon  affect  the  tide. 

Fleming — Sure. 

Cates — No,  only  the  untied. 


Peirce— Why  arc  you  like  a  key  hole? 

Charlotte— I  really  don't  know. 

Peir — Why  you  are  something  to  adore. 


THE    VILLANOVAN 


How  is  a  Wireless 
Message  Received? 

EVERY  incandescent  lamp  has  a  filament.    Mount  a  metal . 
plate  on  a  wire  in  the  lamp  near  the  filament.    A  current 
^  leaps  the  space  between  the  filament  and  the  plate  when 
the  filament  glows. 

Edison  first  observed  this  phenomenon  in  1883.  Hence  it  wad 
called  the  "Edison  effect." 

Scientists  long  studied  the  "effect"  but  they  could  not  explain 
it  satisfactorily.  Now,  after  years  of  experimenting  with  Crookes 
tubes,  X-ray  tubes  and  radium,  it  is  known  that  the  current  that 
leaps  across  is  a  stream  of  "  electrons "— exceedingly  minute  par- 
ticles negatively  charged  with  electricity. 

These  electrons  play  an  important  part  in  wifeless  communica- 
tion. When  a  wire  grid  is  interposed  between  the  filament  and  the 
plate  and  charged  positively,  the  plate  is  aided  in  drawing  electrons 
across;  but  when  the  grid  is  charged  negatively  it  drives  back  the 
electrons.  A  very  small  charge  applied  to  the  grid,  as  small  as  that 
received  from  a  feeble  wireless  wave,  is  enough  to  vary  the  electron 
stream. 

So  the  grid  in  the  tube  enables  a  faint  wireless  impulse  to  control 
the  very  much  greater  amount  of  energy  in  the  flow  of  electrons, 
and  so  radio  signals  too  weak  to  be  perceived  by  other  means  be- 
come perceptible  by  the  effects  that  they  produce.  Just  as  the 
movement  of  a  throttle  controls  a  great  locomotive  in  motion,  so 
a  wireless  wave,  by  means  of  the  grid,  affects  the  powerful  electron 
stream. 

All  this  followed  from  studying  the  mysterious  "Edison  effect"— 
a  purely  scientific  discovery.     ::'.-^^'-?:;::.:A-^v :;:■";:;•■;' 

No  one  can  foresee  what  results  will  follow  from  research  in  pure 
science.  Sooner  or  later  the  world  must  benefit  practically  from  the 
discovery  of  new  facts. 

For  this  reason  the  Research  Laboratories  of  the  General  Electric 
Company  are  concerned  as  much  with  investigations  in  pure  science 
as  they  are  with  the  improvement  of  industrial  processes  and  prod- 
ucts. They,  too,  have  studied  the  "Edison  effect"  scientifically. 
The  result  has  been  a  new  form  of  electron  tube,  known  as  the 
"pliotron",  a  type  of  X-ray  tube  free  from  the  vagaries  of  the  old 
tube;  and  the  "kenetron",  which  is  called  by  electrical  engineers  a 
"rectifier"  because  it  has  the  property  of  changing  an  alternating 
into  a  direct  current.       ■ 

All  these  improvements  followed  because  the  Research  Labora- 
tories try  to  discover  the  "how"  of  things.  Pure  science  always 
justifies  itself. 


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John  E.  Lonergan 
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Henry  C.  Esling 
Henry  F.  Michell 
William  J.  Doyle 
David  J.  Smyth 
Louis  E.  Pequignot 
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ODE  TO  LIFE 
Charles  Hart 

Tell  me,  what^s  this,  that  we  call  Life, 

With  puzzling  contraries  so  rife, 

At  once  so  cold,  so  warm,  so  full  of  joy  and  strife. 

What  force,  what  power  in  thee  doth  lie! 
What  might  in  earth  and  sea  and  sky! 
Ever  working  wonders  round, 
Never  making  any  sound; 
Moving  meteors  in  the  air. 
Filling  earth  with  all  things  fair. 
Creating  marvels  everywhere! 

Thee,  finite,  man  cannot  define. 

For  Logic^s  light  thou  dost  outshine. 

All  view  thy  sacred  mysteries  with  awe, 

All  pay  due  homage  to  thy  sovereign  law; 

Thy  praises  by  all  men  are  sung. 

Thy  changes  through  all  times  are  rung; 

Mighty,  indeed,  art  thou,  O  Life! 

So  full  of  splendor,  joy,  so  full  of  pain  and  strife ! 


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3ltt  iHmnru  of  It.  Spu.  MiUtam  Ambrna?  iJunrH.  S.i..  a5.g>.A. 

Fourteen  Years  Bishop  of  San  Juan,  Porto  Rico 


With  J^bruarg  ir.  1921 


The  funeral  bell  tolls  out  a  passing  soul, 
The  funeral  dirge  arises — sad  slow,  soft; 
While  funeral  hues  our  Convent  Church  enroll, 
The  Requiem's    funeral  strains   now   swell  aloft. 

Lol  to  our  view  the  holy  altar  rears. 

See,  twinkling  lights  a  sacred  radiance  throw; 

The  solemn  catafalque  its  burden  bears — 

Ah!  precious   burden,  as  our  hearts   well  know  I 

A  Bishop  Shepherd,  faithful  to  his  vow — 
All  onerous  duties  paid  his  flock  to  guard — 
Dies  *mid  his  toil.  Heaven's  seal  upon  his  brow, 
A  life  of  sacrifice,  a  crown  for  his  reward! 

Novice  and  priest  and  prelate  mingle  there, 
The  mighty  come  and  those  of  low  degree. 
Departed  saint!  thy  brethren  breathe  a  prayer. 
All  anxious  to  proclaim  their  love  for  thee. 

As  shepherd  of  His  flock  in  foreign  clime. 

The  Lord  did  have  thee  go  to  distant  land; 

Thou  heard'st  the  call  and  said:     "Thy  will,  not 

mine!" 

Miter  on  brow  and  crosier  in  thy  hand. 
« 

Of  angels  and  of  men  thine  was  the  tongue! 

Fair  Porto  Rico  called  thee  to  her  field. 

Thine  was   the   faith  to  endure  all   toils    among. 

Thy  talent's  increase  to  thy  Lord  to  yield. 

Thy  great  soul,  in  thy  feeble  body's  spite. 
Endured  the  fierce  demands  of  torrid  clime; 
That    thou   mighst   show   thy   flock  the   "Way   of 

Right, 
Thou  fell  a  martyred  sacrifice  sublime. 


Broken  in  health  thou  camest  home  to  die; 
Thy  people  mourn,  because  they  know  thy  toil — 
Thy  mighty  toil  to  serve  thy  God  on  High, 
While  saving  them  within  that  Tropic  Isle. 

Before   thy   weary   eyes  were   closed   in   rest. 
Simply  thou  wished  to  lie  beneath  the  green 
That  covers  yonder  hillside  loveliest. 
Amidst  thy  brethren  there  to  rest  unseen. 

No  stately  crypt  in  grand  cathedral  shrine. 
No  stately  cortege  to  a  foreign  shore. 
Yet  all  due  rites  of  pomp  and   splendor  thine — 
Due  honors^  to  thy  name  in  fullest  store. 

Our  humble  verse  recites  thy  homage  due — 
Recounts  the  tribute  that  thy  friends  would  pay; 
In  tribute  to  thy  sitnple  soul  so  true, 
Thy  brethren  on  thy  bier  this  garland  lay. 

Simplicity  the  keynote  of  thy  life. 
This  lesson  hast  thou  taught  us  young  and  old: 
Be  simple  of  desire,  yet  strong  *mid  strife — 
This  message  taught  thy  death  to  orphaned  fold. 

To  show  thy  love  for  him  in  this  dire  need, 
O  children  of  his  flock!   could  you  refrain? 
Let  prayers  arise  from  all  your  hearts  that  bleed — 
Hearts  that  by  death  were  well-nigh  rent  in  twain. 

Oh!  may  we  through  our  prayers  for  him,  dear 

Lord! 
Learn  to  be  meek  and  low  of  heart  like  Thee. 
His  life  our  guiding  star,  his  earnest  word 
Leads  us  through  earthly  strife  at  last  to  Thee. 


-Emmet  A.  Flynn 


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The  funeral  bell  tolls  out  a  passing  soul, 
The    funeral   dirge   arises— sad   slow,    soft; 
While   funeral  hues   our  Convent   Church  enroll, 
The    Requiem's    funeral    strains    now    swell    aloft. 

Lo!   to  our  view  the  holy  altar  rears. 

See,  twinkling  lights  a  sacred  radiance  throw; 

The  solemn   catafalque   its  bt  rden   bears — 

Ah!   precious    burden,   as   our   hearts   well    know! 

A   Bishop  Shepherd,  faithful   to   his   vow- 
All  onerous  duties  paid   his  flock   to  guard — 
Dies  'mid    his   toil,   Heaven's   seal    upon   his    brow, 
A    life  of   sacrilic,   a    crown    for   his  reward! 

Novice  and  prii'st   and  prelate  mingle    there. 
The  mighty  ccme  and  those  of  low  degree. 
Departed   saint  I    thy  brethren  breathe   a    prayer, 
All   anxious   to  proclaim    their  love   for   thee. 

As   shepherd  of  His   flock   in   foreign    clime, 
Tlie  I-ord  did  have   thee   go   to  distant   land; 
Thoti   lieard'st    the   caM   and   ^aid:      "Thy  will,   not 

mine!" 
Miter  on   brow  and  crosier  in   thy   hand. 

Of  angels  and  of  men   thine  was   the  tongue! 
Fair  Porto  Rico  called  thee   to  her  field. 
Thine    was    the    faith    to   endure    all    toils    among. 
Thy   talent's   increase    to    thy    Lord   to   yield. 

Thy  great  soul,  in   thy  feeble  body's  spite. 
Endured   the  fierce  demands  of  torrid  clime; 
That    thou    mighst    show    thy    flock    the    Way    of 

Right, 
Thou    fell    a    martyred    sacrifice   sublime. 


Broken  in  health   thot.  earnest  home  to  die; 
Thy  people  mourn,  because   they  know   thy  toil — 
Thy  mighty  toil   to  serve  thy  God  on  High, 
While  saving  them  within  that  Tropic  Isle. 

Before    thy    weary    eyes    were    closed    in    rest, 
Simply  thou  wished  to  lie  beneath  the  green 
That  covers  yonder  hillside  loveliest, 
Amidst  thy  brethren  there  to  rest  unseen. 

No  stately  crypt  in  grand  cathedral  shrine. 
No  stately  cortege  to  a   foreign  shore. 
Yet    all    due   rites   of   pomp    and    splendor    thine — 
Due  honors  to  thv  name  in  fullest  store. 

Our  humble  verse   recites  thy   homage  due — 
Rccmnts  the  tribute  that  thy  friends  would  pay; 
In   tribute   to   thy   simple  sou!   so   true. 
Thy  brethren   on    thv   bier   this   garland  lay. 

Simplicity   the  keynote   of   thy   life. 
This  Icsson  hast   thou  taught  us  young  and  old: 
Be  simple  of  desire,  vet   strong  *mid  strife — 
This  message  taught   thy  death   to  orphaned   fold. 

To  show  thy  love  for  him  in  this  dire  need, 
O   children    of   his    flock!    could   you    refrain? 
Let  prayers  arise  from  all  your  hearts  that  bleed — 
Hearts  that  by  death  were  well-nigh  rent  in  twain. 

Oh!    may  v/e   through   our  prayers    for   him,   dear 

Lord! 
I-earn  to  be  meek  and  low  of  heart  like  Thee. 
His    life   our   guiding    star,   his  earnest    word 
Leads  us  through  earthly  strife  at  last  to  Thee. 


— Emmet   A.  Flynn 


Rt.  Rev.  Wm.   A.  lo.ies 


T  n  II   VILLA  N  OVA  \ 


■:S'-l'^0  VISIT  THEE 

Dear  Jesws,  art  thoa  lonely 
Upon  thy  altar  there,     F 
N^hen  no  men  linger  near  Thee—i 
When  no  men  ever  care 
To  visit  Thee? 

They're  thotightless,  clearest  Jesus ; 
They  know  not  what  they  do. 
Did  they  but  realize  Thee, 
TheyM  hasten  here  anew 
To  visit  Thee. 

Sweet  Jesus,  when  Vm  lonely 
And  wander  on  alone. 
Oh!  call  me,  lead  me  ever 
Nigh  to  Thy  altar  throne 
To  visit  Thee. 


.0-. 


THE     V  I  LLA  N  OV  AN 


By  Thomas  Delaney 


YJT^HENEVER  I  visit  a  private  home  or  a 
piiblic  institution,  my  first  impulse  is  to 
look  around  for  books.  Boswell,  the  chief  of  bi- 
ographers relates  an  anecdote  illustrative  of  the 
dominant  interest  in  reading  universally  remark- 
ed in  the  habits  of  his  hero.  Dr.  Johnson,  on 
visiting  a  house,  always  ran  eagerly  first  to  the 
library  intent  on  poring  over  the  books.  The 
illustrious  example  of  the  great  lexicographer — 
of  one  who  was  pronounced  "fit  to  grapple  with 
whole  libraries"  and  who,  single-handed,  per- 
formed in  his  dictionary  the  work*  of  a  whole 
academy  of  savants  in  other  countries^may  be 
allowed  to  stimulate  and  confirm  my  own  per- 
sonal bent  in  this  matter  of  reading.  Not  to 
mention  the  splendid  array  of  voluminous  authors 
in  large  public  libraries  and  in  the  mansions  of 
the  great,  what  a  pleasant  impression  to  find 
books  in  the  humble  peasant's  dwelling! 

In  the  very  manifestation  a  library  gives,  we 
become  satisfied  that  the  owners,  or  those  in 
charge  of  the  humblest  cot  or  the  lordly  palace, 
are  real  living  tliinkers.  Coleridge,  himself  a 
poet  of  exquisite  genius  and  transcendent  fame, 
on  seeing  a  shabby,  soiled  copy  of  Thomson,  the 
nature  poet,  lying  on  the  window-seat  of  an 
obscure  country  house — a  copy  dog-eared  and 
bethumbed  by  a  multitude  of  absorbed  readers, 
cried  out:      "That  is  true  fame!" 

Let  us  consider  man,  whose  mind,  in  the  be- 
ginning, consists  of  so  many  empty  spaces  or 
vacuums — a  tabula  rasa*  But  this  mind  was  not 
content  to  remain  in  such  a  state  of  emptiness — 
rather  it  had  a  tendency  to  wish  for  and  seek 
after  things  unknown  to  it.  Now,  thought- 
matter  takes  the  place  of  the  vaccums.  Thus, 
that  empty  space  is  now  filled  with  thought  or 
material  for  tliought,  which,  of  course,  may  be 
beneficial  or  injurious  to  ourselves. 


If  we  rely  entirely  on  our  own  ideas,  we  soon 
lack  food  for  thought.  The  most  direct,  thougli 
far  from  the  best,  way  is  that  of  atteneive  listen- 
ing to  the  conversation  of  others  whom  we  meet 
in  everyday  life.  Sometimes  those  conversations 
are  beneficial,  sometimes  not ;  that  depends  on  the 
class,  grade,  and  character  of  the  people  with 
whom  we  associate. 

Let  us,  then,  turn  our  attention  to  books— the 
indirect  method.  We  term  it  indirect,  because 
one  must  first  study  the  author  and  thus  make 
his  thought  one's  own  thought.  Dr.  Johnson,  the 
sage  of  Litchfield  and  leader  in  his  day  of  the 
London  Literary  Coterie  took  frequent  occasion, 
as  Boswell  informs  us,  to  enlarge  on  the  advan- 
ta;geS  of  reading  and  to  combat  the  idle,  super- 
ficial notion  that  knowledge  enough  may  be  ac- 
quired in  conversation.  "The  foundation,"  de- 
clared the  great  dictator,  "must  be  laid  by  read- 
ing. General  principles  must  be  had  from  books, 
which,  however,  must  be  brought  to  the  test  of 
real  life.  In  conversation  you  never  get  a  system. 
What  is  said  upon  a  subject  is  to  be  gathered  from 
a  hundred  people.  The  parts  of  a  truth,  which 
a  man  gets  thus,  are  at  such  a  distance  from  each 
other  that  he  never  attains  to  a  full  view." 

How  pi'ofitable  would  it  be,  should  we  imbibe 
the  ideas,  the  sentiments,  the  principles  of  John- 
son, Goldsmith  and  Burke,  of  Addison  and 
Steele,  of  Shakespeare  and  Milton,  and  of  count- 
less others  who  cannot  give  us  their  thoughts  di- 
rectly now,  but  have  left  us  their  respective  writ- 
ten testimonies,  in  the  form  of  books,  of  their 
mental  state ! 

The  sooner  we  make  good  authors  our  daily 
companions,  the  sooner  shall  we  make  the  inspira- 
tions of  great  souls  our  own.  The  more  we  do 
this,  the  greater  will  be  our  influence  and  useful- 
ness to  the  community  in  which  we  live,  and  our 
significance  in  circles  through  which  we  move. 


^iHSail^ni'.iisti^^^kSiijM^^i^ti^iLl^.  : 


'  '■SJ^jA^A.'ii^jk^^^^iijh^i^Ltr^ 


THE     V  I  LLA.N  OV  AN 


/?= 


Parody  on  **l  Wandered  Lonely  as  a  Cloud** 
(Wordsworth) 

Clement  G*  Dwyer, 

I  ti:ave!ed  smoo'thly  in  my  boat 
That  glides  on  air  and  rubber  tires, 
When  on  a  sudden  I  did  note, 
A  istieam  of  bright  and  shining  cars; 
In  front  of  mine,  to  right  and  left. 
Moving  and  whizzing  in  the  cleft. 

Numerous  like  the  miles  that  tend 
To  make  a  lengenthed  chalk-white  mark, 
They  seemed  to  have  not  any  end 
Amid  the  shadows  of  the  park: 
*^Two  hundred,*'  said  I  at  a  guess. 
Pushing  their  hoods  in  stately  dress. 

The  woods  beside  them  glanced,  but  they 

Outran  the  glancing  woods  in  joys: 

A  man  could  not  but  be  a  slave 

To  such  gigantic  lively  toys, 

I  talked — and  talked — but  little  thought 

What  health  the  lide  to  me  had  brought. 


But  now  at  home  and  in  suspense 
*Mid  void  and  silent  reverie. 
They  still  impress  that  inward  sense 
Which  is  the  balm  of  wintry  day; 
And  then  my  mind  with  rapture  swells, 
And  travels  with  past  motor  thrills. 


\ 


i,ik:t^,^ 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


By  Wilhert  R.  Kirk 


T^OM  Balfe  had  spent  the  three  years  since  his 
graduation,  in  the  employ  of  "The  Miller 
Instrument  Sales  Company."  He  had  started  on 
the  bottom  rung  of  the  ladder  and  climbed  to  the 
top,  and  was  now  earning  the  highest  salary  on 
the  sales'  roll.  He  felt  secure,  and  thought  suc- 
cess was  at  his  door. 

Near  the  end  of  February,  however,  a  blow 
came.  He  was  given  notice  by  the  manager  6n 
the  Monday  of  the  fourth  week  that,  unless  he 
cleared  a  quota  of  $150,000  for  the  month,  his 
name  would  be  dropped  from  connection  with  the 
"M.  I.  S.  Co." 

Tom  had  his  struggle  with  selling  lately.  It 
was  the  "out-of-season"  time.  It  had  always  been 
said  of  him  that  he  was  not  a  crack  salesman,  but 
a  red-blooded  plugger— one  who  in  the  end  never 
fails.  All  these  three  years'  worry,  endeavor, 
and  interest  lost ! 

If  he  was  to  be  branded  "N.  G.,"  he  would  ac- 
cept it  with  a  smiling  spirit.  But  you  understand 
the  fears  that  beset  the  youth,  and  the  reason 
why  he  would  never,  never  again  wish  to  face  his 
dad,  liis  sisters,  and  his  sweetheart. 

With  heavy  heart,  morning  after  morning, 
he  placed  the  "Courier"  and  his  Stetson  on  the 
mahogany  desk,  and  sank  into  the  large  arm- 
chair— here  to  be  alone  with  his  thoughts  and  to 
ponder  over  the  means  that  would  carry  him  up 
to  the  demands  of  his  manager. 

His  countenance  depicted  fierce  determination 
Avhen  he  started  out  to  make  a  round  of  prospec- 
tive buyers.  But  when  evening  shades  settled 
over  the  city,  his  will  power  seemed  all  but  de- 
feated. His  efforts  were  somewhat  defeated, 
at  any  rate. 

Saturday  would  be  the  inevitable  day.  Up  to 
date — Wednesday — he  had  perhaps  enough  sales 
to  buy  salt,  but  that  was  about  all.  His  mood 
was  anything  but  cheerful.  He  was  nearly  done 
out,  but  not  wholly  discouraged;  his  vertebrae 
had  been  stiffened  at  college,  and  it  would  take 
something  strong  as  death  to  break,  or  even  bend 
it. 

Even  thougli  mid-winter  is  hanging  heavy, 
and  the  dullest  season  in  tlie  foundry  instrument 
game  yet  it  is  possible  to  do  business  when  one 


really  must.     He  has  yet  three  days  in  which  to 
make  or  break  himself. 

The  agreeable  scent  of  a  steaming  supper  as- 
sailed his  nostrils  when  he  entered  his  own  home. 
At  the  table  his  dad,  two  sisters,  and  five  young- 
er brothers  were  in  their  accustomed  humor.  The 
girls  were  talking  over  the  little  odds  and  ends 
that  they  would  need  for  the  dance,  or  ball.  They 
had  f^lways  depended  on  Tom  for  pin-money. 
The  younger  school  brothers,  too,  counted  on 
Tom's  dollar  or  two  for  the  "movies"  each  week. 
A  true  brother  was  he.  But  he  could  not  be  the 
same  as  always  amid  all  the  laughter  and  antici- 
pation. His  thoughts  were  foretasting  the  few 
evenings  hence  when  he  should  break  the  fateful 
news. 

How  their  esteem  of  him  as  a  hustler  and  a 
letter  "A"  man  would  deteriorate,  the  value  of  his 
character  lower,  what  a  multitude  of  questions ! 
All  this  to  make  things  worse ! 

Never  before  had  he  realized  so  fully  how 
much  their  contentment  rested  on  his  success. 
The  thought  weighed  on  his  mind  so  much  that 
his  countenance  betfayed  his  melancholy.  The 
"little"  circled  table  was  not  slow  in  discovering 
this,  and  little  Billie  popped  the  question :  "What 
is  the  matter  Tom?     Ain't  you  still  a  salesman?" 

The  interrogation  struck  home  so  violently 
and  yet  so  cunningly  that  in  spite  of  himself  he 
had  to  simply  smile,  and  from  the  slip  of  the 
tongue  came  the  giggling  reply:  "Yes,  still  a 
salesman.  Bill,  but  not  selling  anything." 

Tom  retired  early  that  night.  He  felt  a  name- 
less sadness.  Musing  on  his  pillow,  liis  pensivc- 
ness  depressed  his  soul  the  more.  He  had  a 
sweetheart,  to  be  his  bride  in  June,  too.  We 
might  remark  in  passing  that  she  was  tlie  most 
cultivated  and  most  esthetic  of  young  woman- 
hood in  Willistown.  He  often  felt  wlioUy  un- 
worthy of  her.  But  liis  "future"  was  invariably 
used  as  his  least  encouragement,  and  now!  Now! 
What  will  she  think?  or  do? 

He  had  worked  hard  and  honestly,  in  fact, 
given  the  three  best  years  of  his  life  to  the  inter- 
ests of  his  concern.  Had  his  manager  forgotten 
all  lie  had  done?  was  he  unmindful?  was  he 
losing  appreciation?    or  did  he  have  a  friend  to 


Mt^?i«^<'>id^i^«Jdi]'A4rit.MiKifit^'i^^jk^ 


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-THE     VILLANOVAN 


iill  Tom's  place?  Have  all  his  endeavors  come 
to  naught?  Steeped  in  this  chaos  of  ponderings, 
Tom  felt  as  if  he  could  stand  it  no  longer.  Relief 
came  only  when  his  eyes  were  fast  and  his  wear- 
ied mind  buried  in  restful  sleep. 

The  night  hours  sped  and  quickly  passed  to 
give  birth  to  new  determination.  He  would  raise 
the  quota,  and  those  at  home  shall  know  nothing 
of  tlie  pending  misfortune. 

Tliursday  was  Mr.  Balfe's  day  to  attend  the 
Company's  store  business.  As  the  square-should- 
ered lad  paced  the  floor  on  the  lookout  for  any 
appoaching  purchaser,  a  repairman,  a  kindly 
young  mechanic,  came  up  to  Tom  and  in  con- 
fidential tones  asked:  "What's  the  matter  Tom? 
Is  business  kind  of  dull? — Don't  let  that  bother 
you;  this  is  no  month  for  business,  anyway," 

"Not  a  bit  of  it,"  he  replied  with  a  forced 
smile.  "I'm  all  right;  was  just  wishing  I  could 
be  on  the  road  today, — that's  all." 

"Does  everybody  discern  my  thoughts?"  he 
wondered  in  his  mind,  as  he  again  walked  to  and 
fro.  "The  whole  trouble  with  me  is  that  I'm  try- 
ing too  hard  to  attain  success,  and  that  is  just 
wliy  I'm  failing.  But  I  can't  pull  myself  togeth- 
er;   and  what   is  the   use.f* — fate   is   against   me." 

Before  evening,  a  great  encouragement  and 
liai)piness  came  to  him.  Tlie  day  had  netted  him 
a  bright  prospect,  wliich  would  mature.  A  man 
turned  up  who  for  some  time  had  been  contem- 
])lating  a  modern  equipment  for  his  shop,  and 
who  liad  often  spoken  to  Tom  about  terms.  He 
ngreed  to  allow  tlie  immediate  shipment  of  trial 
machinery. 

If  Tom  could  land  this  deal,  it  would  come 
close  to  $100,000  and  would  make  his  total  more 
than  a  grand  hundred  and  fifty  thousand.  Over 
tlie  top  to  success ! 

Immediately  Tom  cited  orders  "rusli."  Every- 
tliing  was  prepared  under  liis  personal  direction; 
loads  of  machinery  were  set  to  delivery  to  be  set 
u))  for  demonstration  to-morrow  at  the  latest.  If 
cverj'tliing  continued  to  go  as  it  had  so  far,  the 
rest  would  be  but  a  matter  of  salesmanship. 

Before  retiring  for  the  night,  Tom  made  an 
itemized  list  of  previous  sales  wliicli  amounted  to 
ft(55,000.  This  with  the  pending  deal  brought  a 
more  favorable  project  before  his  eyes. 

First  thing  Friday  morning  Mr.  Tom,  with 
stout  heart,  started  out  to  follow  up  that  approv- 
al. After  a  ringing  of  a  bell,  entrance  was  given 
to  the  Abelowitz  C'o.'s  offices.  Both  executives 
were  there,  the  macliinery  had  been  delivered,  but 


there  was  a  cool  reception  for  Mr.  Balfe.  Mr. 
Abelowitz  senior,  from  all  appearances  was  to 
do  the  talking.  Bluntly  he  addressed  the  sales- 
man. "It  is  of  no  use  to  even  attempt  to  close 
this  deal,  we  have  decided  not  to  invest  in  the, 
equipment.  Further  I  might  add  that  we  care 
not  to  do  business  with  the  Miller  Instrument 
Sales  Co."  The  voiced  irony  on  those  last  words- 
filled  the  large  private  office. 

"Well,"  asked  Mr.  Balfe,  modestly,  "have  I 
given  any  displeasure,  or  have  I  been  lacking  in 
any  .courtesy?"''' ■■•;■'-■;:. 

The  customer's  frowned  brow  returned  to  its 
natural  smoothness.  "No,  No,  my  dear  man,  you 
are  all  right.  I  can  find  no  fault  with  you,  per- 
sonally." 

"Then,  why  this  untimely  change  of  mind? 
May  I  ask?"    appealingly.  .  ^ 

"It  is  like  this:  your  company  needs  to  learn  a 
lesson  or  rather  they  should  teach  their  shipping 
clerks  a  thing  or  two.  You  see  Abelowitz,  Jr., 
waited  all  yesterday  afternoon  for  the  instru- 
ments. They  did  not  come.  He  retired  as  eve- 
ning came  on.  This  morning  our  night  watchman 
reported  that  he  had  found  the  instruments  placed 
in  the  middle  of  our  receiving  department,  and 
that  they  were  put  there  at  a  late  hour,  and  with 
out  any  notice. 

"The  fact  is  this,  your  truck  drivers  intruded 
into  this  building.  Even  though  the  doors  were 
left  wide  open  they  had  no  right  to  put  foot  in- 
side our  premises.  "Instead  of  taking  the  drastic 
measures  we  shovild,  we  are  letting  the  matter 
drop  by  not  accepting  your  proposition." 

Following  a  few  moments  of  silence,  Mr.  Balfe 
spoke,  uttering  explanation  of  the  "rush,"  but  to 
no  avail.  ■  Then  he  spoke  apologetic  in  behalf  of 
of  the  men  who  had  lost  tlie  deal  for  liim,  and 
took  leave. 

He  wended  liis  way  back  to  the  "M.  I.  S." 
oflices.  An  untold  sadness  seized  liim.  Tomorrow 
— Saturday  it  would  be  all  over.  He  would  not 
wait  till  then— he  could  not. 

Wlien  about  to  approach  the  manager,  he  re- 
membered that  on  Monday  no  authority,  nor  any 
information  as  to  the  source  of  that  unjust  threat 
was  given  him. 

Accordingly,,  he  started  for  the  president's 
office.  To  liim  alone  would  he  hand  his  resigna- 
tion. 

Thinking  over  what  to  say,  he  spent  a  few 
moment.-;  in  meditation  outside  the  office  door. 
Mis    hands    were   restless;    perspiration    drenched 


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THE     VILLA  NOV  AN 


the  palms,  while  unconsciously  he  dug  his  very 
finger  nails  into  his  flesh.  All  was  over  now;  he 
was  finislied  with  the  company,  with  home,  with 
sweetheart.  :■,"',  ■■■■-/,:'. 

He  knocked  and  walked  into  the  richly  fur- 
nished oflSce.  Steeped  in  work  the  man  at  the 
desk  turned  and  coldly  offered  his  hand.  In  his 
sagacious  manner  he  asked:    "What  for  you?" 

Tlie  young  man  nervously  wrung  his  hands 
beliind  his  back;  liis  knees  tottered;  in  hollow 
voice  he  spoke  and  said:  "Mr.  Yeager,  I  am  sorry 
to  say  that  I  have  not  made  my  quota,  and  that 
it  is  my  wish  to  cut  off  connection  with  the  "M. 
I.  S."  today,  instead  of  tomorrow,  as  the  concern 
would  have  it," 

Tlie  President  leaned  back  in  his  chair  in  deep 
thouglit."     A'-^A— what — a — quota  is  that.''" 

Mr.  Balfe's  eyes  expressed  his  astonishment. 
"What,  don't  you  know.?*" 

"Sit  down,  my  young  man,  and  tell  me  what  is 
going  on  here.     I  don't  quite  understand." 

Tom  composed  himself,  and  briefly  told  about 
the  unfair  notice  he  was  given  by  the  manager. 


"That  is  news  to  me,"  smiled  the  president; 
"the  manager  is  a  little  mixed  up.  We  divulged 
this  much,  though,  that  unless  he  himself  saw  to 
it  that  the  department  at  large  cleared  a  certain 
amount  of  business  this  month,  he  would  have  to 
fair  better  elsewhere.  He  lias  failed  to  produce, 
not  for  the  first  time  either,  and  I  tell  you  this 
confidentially — not  intending  to  make  it  known 
to  you  till  Monday,  toforrow  he  will  be  given 
two  weeks'  pay  along  with  a  release. 

"I  might  add  that  personally  I  liave  given  ear 
to  praises  from  the  public  in  your  favor  and  to 
prove  our  appreciation  of  your  loyalty  and  en- 
deavor, you  are  the  man  to  fill  the  vacancy  in  the 
managerial  chair  on  Monday." 

A  lump  in  his  throat  choked  Mr.  Balfe's  words 
as  he  stood  eagerly  grasping  the  president's  hand, 
and  realized  the  dawn  of  the  need  of  his  life. 

"You  need  worry  little  about  success,  if  you 
do  but  as  good  as  you  have  in  the  past.  I  might 
add  that  the  last  man  who  made  good  in  the 
managership  is  now  gripping  your  hand." 

— Wilbert  R.  Kirk 


{Essay) 
By  Matthew  F.  McDonald 


T  T  is  singular  to  note  that  when  the  career  of 
Scott  as  poet  came  to  an  end,  his  career  as 
novelist  began.  His  vein  of  poetry  worked  out, 
and  liis  popularity  as  poet  falling  off  due  to  the 
rise  of  Byron,  Scott  turned  his  endeavors  to  a 
new  field — that  of  prose  fiction.  He  left  the 
province  of  verse  romance,  where  he  had  enjoyed 
considerable  success,  to  enter  tlie  larger  domain 
of  prose  romance,  wliere  his  conquests  were 
marked  by  the  liighest  triumphs  and  where  he 
yet  reigns  as  sovereign  master.  In  the  following 
discussion,  we  sliall  consider  the  results  if  liis 
labors  in  tlie  second  and  greater  stage  of  his  lit- 
erary production — The  Waverley  Novels — in 
their  twofold  division  of  historical  romances  and 
novels  of  national  manners. ^-^^^^^^^:^^t^^-;.v" 

Much  has  been  written  of  the  life  of  this  man ; 
but,  in  order  to  renew  our  acquaintance  of  his  life, 
a  short  sketch  of  the  same  will  not  be  amiss. 

Scott  was  horn  at  Edinburgh,  August  15,1771. 
Though  his  boyhood  was  marred  by  lameness, 
yet  this  did  not  prevent  liim  from  engaging  in 
outdoor   sport  and   the   other  activities   of  youth. 


His  best  pastime,  however,  was  walking  about 
the  country  in  search  of  tales  of  folklore.  Upon 
completing  the  high  school  and  the  college  at 
Edinburgh,  lie  studied  law,  and  in  1792  became 
an  advocate.  Shortly  after  entering  upon  his 
chosen  profession,  he  began  to  write,  and  in 
1799  his  translation  of  Goethe's  "Goetz  von 
Berlichingen"  appeared.  In  1804,  as  Sheriff'  of 
Shelberkshire,  he  went  to  live  at  Ashestiel  and 
there  produced  some  of  his  poems,  notably 
among  which  were  "The  Lay  of  the  Last 
Minstrel"  and  "The  Lady  of  the  Lake."  From 
his  new  home  at  Abbotsfort,  he  wrote  "The 
Lord  of  the  Isles"  and  "Harold  the  Dauntless." 
However,  before  these  were  published,  Waverley 
appeared.  This  was  the  first  of  a  series  of 
twenty-nine  historical  novels.  In  1820,  a  Baron- 
etry  was  conferred,  but  the  pleasure  from  this 
honor  was  short-lived;  for  six  years  later  he 
met  with  financial  disaster  in  the  bankruptcv  of 
the  firm  of  James  and  John  Ballantyne,  of  which 
he  was  a  silent  partner.  From  this  period  till 
the  end   of  his  d;iys,  he   worked   heroically,  plv- 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


ing  liis  pen  vigorously  and  doggedly  in  an  effort 
to  defray  the  debt.  When  death  came,  Sieptem- 
ber  21,  1832,  half  the  debt  had  been  paid  off. 
Tims  he  ended  his  days  in  sorrow  and  in  the 
gigantic  task  to  repay  for  the  faults  of  others. 
The  Waverley  novels  are  a  series  of  historical 
works.  Scott  wrote  on  the  things  he  cherished 
in  medieval  life, — the  adventure,  the  chivalry, 
tlie  cliaracter,  the  sentiment,  the  military  pic- 
turesqueness,  all  of  which  appealel  to  him,  and 
he  embellislied  and  enriched  them  in  a  manner 
verging  on  the  comic.  In  its  higher  grades  he 
was  a  painter  of  action,  rather  than  character. 
His  heroes  and  heroines  are  insipid  and  they 
attract  and  interest  us  more  by  their  circum- 
stances than  their  characters.  The  pageantry 
at  times  is  so  fantastically  drawn  that  one  im- 
agines that  he  is  at  a  circus,  and  often  there  is 
a  strain  of  the  melodramatic.  The  Middle  Ages, 
most  likely,  were  better  known  by  Scott  than 
any  man  of  his  time;  but  he  did  not  see  them  in 
the  same  light  as  they  are  understood  at  the 
present  time.  A  lover  of  history  may  perhaps 
be  offended  by  the  way  the  author  altered  some 
of  the  facts  and  introduced  supposed  cliaracters 
and  circumstances.  While  reading  them,  how- 
ever,   we    should    bear    in    mind    that    romantic 


fiction  includes  the  power  of  invention  which 
is  one  of  the  requirements  of  the  art.  Yet  the 
real  variety  and  sweep  of  his  genius  are  found 
in  these  works.  No  author  has  ever  surpassed 
him  in  quantity  and  quality.  In  one  or  the 
other,  he  may  have  been  excelled ;  but  for  g, 
combination  of  both,  he  stands  supreme. 

The  true  value  of  these  works  is  found  in  the 
fact  that  they  have  withstood  the  ravages  of 
time  and  are  still  read  extensively.  Scott,  al- 
though a  Scotchman  at  heart,  found  his  interest, 
culture  and  connections  among  all  the  British, 
and  it  was  for  the  English  people  that  he  wrote. 
His  novels  are  not  purely  love  stories  but 
pictures  of  human  life  (a  little  too  fanciful  per- 
haps), enlivened  by  well  moderated  and  correct 
sentiments.  They  manifest  history  in  a  very 
clear  and  effective  light  without  falsifying  and 
degrading  facts  beyond  the  stretch  of  romantic 
fiction. 

Though  times  and  customs  have  changed,  yet 
one  can  always  find  a  keen  delight  in  their 
perusal.  Personally,  many  happy  moments  have 
been  spent  reading  them,  and  always  completed 
with  the  satisfaction  of  having  read  something 
worth  while. 


ODE  TO  SOLITUDE 
By  Leo  A*  Hart 


O  Solitude!  with  thee  doth  dwell 
The  calm,  the  peace  we  love  so- well! 
When  by  owf  heavy  toils  opprest, 
In  thy  enchantments  we  find  rest. 
Comfort  and  peace  on  all  yow  shower 
Who  wisely  seek  yoor  sacred  bower* 

By  thy  skilled  hands  o«r  troubles  fade, 
By  thy  great  power  new  men  are  made ; 
In  thee  doth  dwell  the  liveldng  day 
The  means  to  help  us  in  the  fray; 
And  blest  is  he  who  shall  repair 
To  dwell  a  humble  student  there. 


THE     V  I  LLA  N  OV  A  N 


II 


John  J.  Maguire,  '21 


'T^HE  patient  in  cot  No.  3  of  the  Men's  Ward 
■*■  stirred  uneasily  and  slowly  opened  his  eyes. 
He  stared  blankly  at  the  spotlessly  attired  nurse 
who  bent  eagerly  over  his  cot,  and  then  closing 
his  eyes  knitted  his  brows  as  if  in  thought. 

The  trim  little  nurse  brightened  a  bit  and  beck- 
oned silently  to  the  young  Interne  who  was  close 
at  hand.  "He  coming  to,"  she  whispered,  "Please 
take  down  his  name  and  address."  "As  you  say. 
Miss  Crosby,"  returned  the  Interne. 

The  patient  opened  his  eyes  again  and  attempt- 
ed to  rise.  Miss  Crosby  laid  a  gentle  restraining 
hand  on  his  shoulder  and  smiled  pleasantly  as 
she  said  softly,  "Be  quiet  now,  don't  try  to  exert 
yourself  too  much."  Take  a  sip  of  this.  It  will 
strengthen  you,"  she  continued  applying  a  glass 
of  light  colored  liquid  to  his  lips. 

The  patient  did  as  he  was  directed  and  let  his 
head  fall  back  gently  upon  the  pilow  beneath  it. 
But  his  gaze  continued  to  wander  from  the  nurse 
to  the  Interne,  taking  in  his  surroundings,  and 
then  back  to  the  nurse  again.     Then  he  spoke. 

"I — I — where — wliat — who — "  the  words  came 
slowly  and  stopped  abrutly.  The  patient 
passed  his  hand  across  his  deep  furrowed  brow, 
and  then  let  it  drop  to  his  side  in  a  final  gesture 
of  helplessness. 

Then  his  eyes  caught  sight  of  the  Interne 
again,  standing  expectantly  by,  with  notebook 
and  pencil  in  hand. 

"Speak,  man!"  he  said  in  rising  tones,  "For 
Heavens'  sake,  say  something." 

"Ah,  yes"  said  the  Interne.  Then  to  Miss 
Crosby,  "Please  bring  Doctor  Scanlon  here." 

Turning  to  the  man  in  the  cot  he  said,  "Your 
blow  seems  to  liave  dazed  you  a  bit.  Tell  me 
how  it  happened.  First,  however,  let  me  have 
your  name,  please."  ' 

"My  name" — his  voice  trailed  off,  and  he  be- 
gan again,  "My  name,"  lie  faltered,  then  sudden- 
ly lie  sobbed  liysterically  and  sat  upright  in  his 
cot,  a  look  of  utter  despair  coming  into  his  eyes. 

His  voice  came  again,  a  low  choking  toneless 
voice  it  was  this  time,  "I  don't  know,"  he  sobbed, 
"1  don't  know, — I  don't  know, — I  don't  know  my 
own  name." 

Tlien  lie  sank  limply  back  on  his  coiicli  again, 
and  lay  there,  breathing  lieavily  and  irregularly. 


Miss  Crosby  came  noiselessly  through  the 
ward,  followed   by   Dr.   Scanlon. 

"What  is  it.  Hartley?"  asked  the  Doctor,  as 
he  took  in  the  scene  before  him. 

Hartley  shook  his  head  pittyingly  and  whisp- 
ered tersely,  "Lost  memory,  sir,  I'm  afraid." 

Dr.  Scanlon  directed  that  a  mild  opiate  be  ad- 
ministered and  the  patient  be  removed  to  a  pri- 
vate ward  for  observation.     ■ 

"And  Miss  Crosby,"  he  said,  "You  are  as- 
signed to  the  unfortunate  patient  for  the  time 
being.  I'll  confer  with  the  Board  of  Directors 
and  And  out  what  I  can  of  the  case." 

"You  say  he  was  picked  up  unconscious,  and 
there's  no  marks  of  identification  on  his  personal 
belongings,"  he  mused.  "Thats'  a  nasty  gash 
there  on  his  head,  but  there  doesn't  appear  to  be 
any  fracture. 

"Oh,  he'll  come  around,  all  right,  and  I  think 
his  memory  will  come  back  with  good  care  and 
rest." 

"Lets'  hope  so,"  murmured  the  nurse,  and  the 
kind  old  medical  man  thought  he  detected  a  note 
of  something  other  than  pity  in  Miss  Crosby's 
tone. 

Several  weeks  passed  and  Miss  Crosby's 
patient  grew  stronger  and  brighter.  Yet  every 
detail  of  his  past  was  a  blank  to  him.  He  was 
able  to  walk  about  and  his  head  had  liealed  up 
wonderfully. 

Though  handicapped  by  his  loss  of  memory, 
he  was  usually  bright  and  cheery,  except  at  times 
when  he  pondered  over  his  circumstances  and 
tried  hard  to  recall  something  of  his  past.  But 
not  a  single  incident  occured  to  him. 

He  was  allowed  to  saunter  through  the  differ- 
ent Wards  of  the  small  Hospital,  and  he  made 
friends  rapidly.  His  contagious  good  nature  in 
his  periods  of  clieerfulness  gained  for  him  the 
nickname  of  Happy,  and  as  "Happy"  he  was 
carried  on  the  roster  of  the  Institution. 

One  bright  day,  as  he  sat  in  the  Sun  Room 
listening  for  perhaps  the  twentieth  time  to  the 
meagre  details  Miss  Crosby  had  to  tell  him  of 
how  lie  was  seen  to  stagger  up  the  main  street 
of  Fairfield  and  then  suddenly  crumple  and  fall, 
and  be  sent  to  the  one  Hospital  this  little  West- 
ern   town    boosted    of,    for   treatment,   "Happy" 


iiarJ*.  i '  ■  ti.i-'ff  k-  I'.V".  ii  j^i  Jft  j' 


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THE     V  I  LLANO  VAN 


suddenly  inquired,  "Have  my  clothes  befen  kept?" 

"Yes,  indeed,"  the  nurse  replied,  "And  care- 
fully searched,  but  there's  absolutely  no  mark  of 
identification  on  them/'     ■    ^A'i'        ^ 

"Would  you  mind  bringing  them  to  me,  there 
may  be  a  possible  chance — " 

"I'll  do  it,  Happy,"  said  the  nurse,  "But  I'm 
afraid  we  can  learn  nothing  from  them,"  she 
flung  back  over  her  shoulder  as  she  made  her  way 
to  the  offices  to  locate  her  patient's  clothing. 

"Say!"  inquired  Happy  when  she  returned 
■with  a  suit,  the  coat  of  which  was  ragged  and 
frayed,  but  whose  trousers  were  excellent  ma- 
terial although  showing  signs  of  rough  usage^ 
"What  kind  of  a  rig  is  that?" 

"I  knew  you'd  be  disappointed,"  Miss  Crosby 
i?aid  slowly,  "But  this  is  the  suit  you  were  wear- 
ing when  you  were  brought  here.  Somehow,  I 
don't—" 

"You're  joking,"  interrupted  the  patient  rude- 
Jy^     Let  me  try  that  coat  on."  :       -V^ 

"i'here,  I  kne^v  that  it  wasn't  mine.  My  arms 
stick  out  like  broomsticks.  I  don't  believer- 
say,  do  you  suppose  somebody  sandbagged  me 
and  stole  my  coat?" 

"It's  possible,  and  more  than  likely,"  was  the 
nurse's  reply,  as  she  brightened  a  bit.     v  ^ 

Then  she  frowned,  and  added,  "But  that 
doesn't  help  matters  at  all.  Who  did  it- —  and 
why — and — and  where — and  a  whole  lot  of  other 
tilings.  The  newspapers,  the  police,  no  one,  in 
fact,  witliin  a  hundred  miles  of  this  place  report 
any  one  missing.  No  one  saw  you  come — and  its' 
just  possible  you  were  tumbled  off  a  freight  train 
during  the  night  and  didn't  regain  conscious- 
ness until  morning.  Oh,  I  do  wish  I  could  help 
you,--and  I've  been  trying  to, — but  I'm  pretty 
nearly  stumped." 

Happy  listened  disconsolately  during  tliis  re- 
cital, and  sat  for  a  long  time  in  silence  after  its 
completion. 

Miss  Crosby  hesitated  about  going  on,  but 
finally  she  continued,  "Doctor  Scanlon  says  you 
will  be  able  to  get  out  of  tlie  hospital  in  about 
a  week.      What  are  your  plans? 

"Plans?  I  haven't  made  any,  not  lately  any- 
way," came  from  the  unfortunate  patient  with  a 
chuckle. 

Miss  Crosby  looked  up  as  the  chuckle  ceased 
abruptly. 

"Plans?"  repeated  Happy,  "Plans,  yes  that's 
it—  I'm  beginning  to  find  myself,"  lie  almost 
shouted.  "Plans?"  he  began  again,  "Yes,  and 
specifications." 


"What  is  it?"  asked  the  nurse.     "Have  you — " 

*'Yes,  I  think  I  have.  I  think  I  am — I  think  I've 
had  something  to  do  with  plans  at  sometime  or 
■other.".  ,      ..  ;'•    y-r:'y.:Vi,::-.:  ':   .  \sv-.:[..ri:--^j: 

There  was  a  note  of  triumph  in  the  patient's 
voice  as  he  begged  Miss  Crosby  to  procure  some 
suitable  clothing  for  him  and  then  to  make  ar- 
rangements for  a  visit  to  the  new  Hospital  An- 
nex then  in  the  process  of  construction. 

His  wishes  were  readily  granted,  and  upon  ar- 
riving at  the  "job,"  'Happy'  made  immediately 
for  the  wooden  shack  which  served  as  the  office 
of  the  Contractor, 

"Happy's"  case  was  known  to  the  foreman,  and 
he  was  quick  to  see  the  brightening  light  in  the 
man's  eyes  as  he  unrolled  the  blueprints  and  then 
feasted  his  eyes  on  them.      : 

"Boys,"  he  said,  turning  to  the  foreman  and  the 
timekeeper,  "My  hunch  was  right.  This  con- 
tracting game  is  my  line." 

In  the  days  that  followed,  "Happy"  proved 
conclusively  that  this  statement  was  correct.  He 
showed  a  great  apitude  for  the  business,  and  was 
given  a  position  on  the  foreman's  staff. 

He  offered  many  suggestions  which  were  help- 
ful to  his  employer,  and  in  a  few  weeks  time,  he 
was  firmly  established  on  the  payroll  of  the  Con- 
struction Company.  ■      : 

He  seemed  quite  contented  while  at  his  work, 
although  during  some  of  his  leisure  moments,  he 
brooded  over  the  circumstances  which  left  his 
memory  a  blank  in  so  far  as  his  past  life  was 
concerned.       '^■'■"^^.-  :Vy''-;-"''-:::  '^i'^  -l' 

Though  he  had  been  discharged  from  the  hos- 
pital some  three  weeks  now,  he  was  none-the-less 
interested  in  it,  and  paid  many  visits  to  Doctor 
Scanlon  and  incidently,  to  comely  Miss  Crosby. 

During  a  Sunday  afternoon  visit  to  tjie  Hos- 
pital, Miss  Crosby  told  him  she  had  been  granted 
a  month's  vacation  and  was  going  East  to  visit 
some  relatives. 

"By  East,  I  presume  you  mean  New  York," 

"Well,  yes, — and  New  England.  I'm  going  to 
New  Haven." 

"Oh,  I  see,  look  me  up  when  you  get  there, 
Marian — "  Happy  broke  off  here  with  a  blush, 
he  had  meant  to  say  this  in  a  bantering  way,  but 
somehow  there  may  be  something  more  than 
that  in  the  way  he  pronounced  Miss  Crosby's 
first  name. 

Marian  Crosby  blushed  also,  and  neither  could 
explain  why  they  both  laughed  when  she  re- 
sponded prom])tly  with  an  "All  right,  Happy." 


THE     VILLA  NO  VAN 


13 


Several  days  late^,  Marian  Crosby  was  aboard 
a  Pullman  bearing  her  swiftly  towards  New  York 
M'here  she  was  to  change  trains  for  New  Haven. 
In  the  chair  opposite,  a  well  dressed  gentle- 
man about  thirty-five  years  of  age  was  perusing 
a  magazine. 

As  the  journey  progressed,  the  man  took  a 
cigar  from  his  pocket,  and  clipping  the  end  with 
a  cutter  which  was  suspended  from  his  watch 
chain,  arose  to  go  to  the  smoking  department. 

As  he  did  so,  the  magazine  slipped  to  the  floor, 
and  Miss  Crosby  instinctively  rea,ched  oyer  to 
replace  it  on  the  chair.  ^^^^^^^  ^    ^^  " 

The  stranger  turned,  and  noting  the  action, 
said,  "Thank  you,  kindly" — then  with  a  queer 
but  wholesome  smile,  he  continued,  "You  may 
read  it,  if  you  think  you  can  find  anything  of  in- 
terest in  it." 

"Thank  you, — perhaps  I  shall,"  returned  Miss 
Crosby  and  the  gentleman  went  on  his  way  to 
the  smoker. 

The  nurse  smiled  in  understanding,  as  she 
glanced  over  the  pages  and  found  the  periodical 
to  be  a  copy  of  an  Engineering  News  Service. 
Yet  there  were  pictures  of  Engineering  feats 
which  were  of  general  interest,  and  she  did  not 
put  the  book  aside.  ^     /;  > 

Turning  the  pages,  she  found  a  Personal-  Col- 
umn, and  her  eye  was  attracted  by  the  heading; 
This   Engineer   Kept   His   Word       t' 
Out  of  curiosity  she  read  on. 

James  W.  Lawton,  of  the  firm  of  Hast-' 
ings  and  Lawton,  Consulting  Engineers, 
New  Haven,  Conn.,  was  informed  by  his 
physician  that  he  should  take  a  complete 
rest  and  get  far  away  from  all  engineering 
work  for  a  period  of  several  weeks.  Mr. 
Lawton  followed  the  doctor's  advice  to  the 
letter.  On  the  date  of  his  departure  he 
would  tell  no  one  of  his  destination  or  his 
plans.  He  said  to  Charles  S.  Hastings,  his 
partner,  "I'm  not  going  to  think  of  any- 
thing but  fiishing  and  liunting  for  a  month. 
I  don't  want  you  to  trouble  me  with  tele- 
grams, so  I'll  not  tell  anyone  where  I'm 
going." 

That  was  four  weeks  ago,  and  Lawton  didn't 
send  as  much  as  the  usual  picture  post  card  to 
anyone  since  his  departure. 

"Well,  you  did  find  something  to  interest  you, 
didn't  youT' 

Miss  Crosby  looked  up,  and  saw  tlie  friendly 
countenance  of  the  owner  of  the  magazine. 


"Why  not  exactly,"  but  that  article  struck  me 
as  being  unusual,"  she  replied  pointing  to  the 
paragraph  she  had  been  reading.  ,     . 

The  gentleman  -  simply  glanced  at  the  page 
and  said,  "Yes,  but  it  is  becoming  more  serious." 

"I'm  Mr.  Hastings,"  he  went  on,  asMiss  Crosby 
looked  up  with  questioning  eyes,  "And  I'm 
afraid  something  out  of  the  ordinary  has  hap- 
pened to  Jim." 

You'll  pardon  me  for  burdening  you  with  my 
troubles,  won't  you.''  You  see,  we  have  a  good 
size  deal  on  hand  which  must  be  closed  within 
two  weeks,  and  Jim  knows  he  must  be  here  in 
person  for  that  transaction.  He  might  at  least 
wire  me  that  he  will  be  on  hand.  He  must  be  out 
of  his  senses  to  do —  I  beg  your  pardon — I  didn't 
mean  to  let  go  of  myself  like  that.     I— I — " 

There  was  a  startled  gasp  from  Miss  Crosby. 

Mr.  Hastings  checked  his  flow  of  words  and 
looked  at  her  in  alarm.        v^  y  ^  v 

She  was  staring  dumfoundedly  at  the  maga- 
zine before  her. 

She  had  turned  the  page,  and  there  tefore 
her  amazed  eyes  was  a  picture  of  none  otlier  than 
"Happy,"  her  erstwhile  patient. 

Underneath   was  the   legend. 
,'    ;       .  James  W.  Lawton, 

of  the  firm  of  Hastings  and  Lawton 

"Its'    'Happy.'  "  was  all  she  could  say. 

Then,  noting  the  look  of  concern  which  had 
come  over  Mr.  Hastings  countenance,  she  became 
calin,  and  as  the  Pullman  sped  on  she  recited  the 
Ktory.of  "Happy's"  loss  of  memory  to  the  awe- 
sjTicken  Engineer, 
t  As.  soon  as  they  arrived  in  New  York,  the  ex 
cited  pair  kept  the  wires  between  New  York  and 
<  !^'airfield  busy  for  over  an  liour  and  then  pro- 
ceeded to  New  Haven. 

Things  began  to  happen  quickly.  In  re- 
sponse to  Miss  Crosbys'  urgent  request,  "Happy" 
came  East  in  two  days  time,  and  was  met  in 
New  York  by  the  nurse  and  Mr.  Hastings. 

The  sight  of  his  partner  was  enough  to  awaken 
the  dormant  memory  in  "Happy,"  or  Jim 
Lawton  as  lie  now  knew  himself  to  be. 
L  As  to  the  accident  itself,  Lawton  could  only 
remember  crossing  through  the  freight  yard  in 
order  to  elude  possible  spying  eyes  of  those  seek- 
ing to  discover  his  destination. 

He  remembered,  also,  h^  wa^i  struck  from  behird 
Beyond  tliat  he  could  say  notliing.  A  robbery, 
p.n  excliange  of  coats,  and  the  bundling  of  Lawton 
into  an  empty  freight  train  headed  West,  and  the 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


consequent  arrival  in  Fairfield,  hungry,  weak  and 
M'itli  shattered  memory  is  the  only  plausible  ex- 
planation of  what  happened  after  the  blow. 

Suffice  it  to  say,  the  two  partners  were, over- 
joyed to  be  united  again  and  the  "big  deal"  which 
Jiad  hung  in  the  balance  went  through  success- 
fully. 

But  in  the  course  of  a  few  weeks  there  was 
anotlier  "big  deal"  consummated; 

Jim  Lawton,  of  course,  was  remaining  in  New 
Haven,  and  the  time  was  drawing  rapidly  near 
when  Marian  Crosby's  visit  in  that  city  would 
come  to  an  end. 

The  stafif  at  the  little  Hospital  in  the  West 
were  awaiting  her  return  when  they  could  hear 
the  details  of  Mr,  James  "Happy"  Lawton's  re- 
covery. 

One  morning.  Dr.  Scanlon  came  into  the  office 
with  a  telegram  in  his  hand,  and  read  from  it  to 


staff,  "Please  accept  my  resignation.  Jim  and  I 
are  coming  to  Fairfield  on  our  wedding  trip  in 
about  three  months." 

-  Marian  Crosby 


When  Jim  Lawton  came  into  the  office  one 
morning,  and  was  greeted  by  his  partner  with, 
"How  about  this,  Jim?" 

Lawton  flushed  as  he  looked  at  the  morning 
paper  and  read  of  the  announcement  of  the  en- 
gagement of  Miss  Crosby  and  himself. 

"Well,  I    guess  it's    true,  Charlie,"    he    said. 

"You  know  Marian  found  my  name  for  me,  and 
I've  always  been  a  firm  believer  in  the  "kid  days" 
saying,  "Finders  Keepers."  Miss  Crosby  has  con- 
sented to  keep  it  and  in  about  three  month's  time 
she  will  be  Mrs.  James  W.  Lawton. 

— John  J.  Maguire,  '21 


ALUMNI  HALL 


Vol.  V 


Sll^    ItUannuatt 

APRIL,  1921 


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o. 


i£6ttnrtal  IBaavh 

^bitar-tn-dHfief  Aaanrtatp  Sbitiir 

JOHN   J.   IMAGUIRE,    '21  GERALD  D,  LYONS,   '23 


Alumnt 
MATTHEW  LYNCH,   '23 


?Exclf  ngra 
JOHN   P.   DONOVAN.    '22 


Atlflrtira 
ALtRED   F.   KANE,    '21 


»taflr  Arliata 
AUaUSTIN  DE  LA  BARRA.   '21 
WILLIAM  CRANSTON,   JR..    "24 

JFarnltit  Sirrrtur 
REV.  JOSEPH  E.  HYSON,  O.  S.  A. 


(tTdUcije  Notca 
WILLIAM  A.    O'LEARY,    '22 
CHARLES   A.   C  ALLAN  AN,    '23 


Citrrarii  Abuiacr 
CHARLES  M.'mAOEE,  Ph.  D. 


AburrtiBtttg 

EDWARD  DIGNAM.    '24 
JAMES  FURCELL,   '24. 


EDWARD  A.  McKENNA,  '23 


(dirrulutton 

CHARLES   J.   McCLERNAN,    '22 
JAMES  P.  BARRETT,  '24 


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CARDINAL  GIBBONS 


\¥7  HILE  Catholic  America  was  awaiting  the 
commemoration  of  Golgathas'  tragedy, 
death  sounded  its  sorrowful  note  in  tlie  heart  of 
every  American  when  the  news  of  James  Cardinal 
Gibbons'  passing  to  his  eternal  reward  was  pub- 
lished. In  the  history  of  tlie  last  century,  there 
has  not  flourished  in  our  country,  a  more  eminent 
character,  a  more  practical  Christian,  or  more 
loyal  American  than  the  late  Archbishop  of 
Baltimore. 

His  years  in  the  service  of  the  Lord  far  outran 
the  days  of  Peter,  his  indefatigable  sincerity  to 
preach  Christ — and  Him  Crucified — echoed  the 
burning  zeal  of  the  Gentile's  Prince,  and  his  un- 
daunted   spirit    of    self-sacrifice    to    promote   the 


temporal  and  spiritual  welfare  of  his  brethren 
endeared  him  to  every  heart.  Among  the  leaders 
of  Catholic  thought  in  America  his  name  has  no 
peer.  iVmong  the  advocates  of  social  advance  in 
science  and  religion  his  authority  was  universally 
respected.  His  character  combined  all  that  is 
noble  in  Americanism  and  all  that  is  beautiful 
in  Catholicity.  The  sweetness  of  his  influence 
has  not  departed  with  his  soul,  the  power  of  his 
words  remain,  the  glory  of  his  deeds  is  with  us, 
and  the  dignity  of  his  character  has  left  the  im- 
press of  its  features  on  the  Christian  civilization 
of  America.  His  life  passed  as  a  flower,  but  its 
lasting  perfume  shall  lead  men  to  glorious  deeds 
and  America  to  a  glorious  destiny.  , 


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AMERICAN  COLLEGE  SPIRIT 


T'HE  old  maxim  in  "Unity  there  is  strength" 
contains  an  emphatic  message  for  many  col- 
lege students  of  America.  One  often  hears  the 
complaint — "There's  no  cooperation  of  loyalty" 
in  the  institution.  This  fact,  though  lamentable, 
nevertheless  expreses  a  truth  that  is  fundament- 
ally un-American  and  un-Catholic.  The  founda- 
tion stone  of  every  government — whether  civil, 
educational,  or  ecclesiastical — -must  be  unity  of 
spirit  expressed  in  terms  of  heart-felt  loyalty  and 
earnest  cooperation  with  every  item  of  progres- 
sion and  interest  that  arises  for  support. 

It  is  not  sufficient  for  college  students  to  at- 
tend their  respective  "shrines  of  learning" — and 
thrive  there  as  mere  passive  onlookers  who  are 
content  to  witness  the  efforts  of  a  sincere  min- 
ority striving  to  uphold  and  advance  the  glory 
and  dignity  of  their  Alma  Mater  and  of  education. 
It  is  not  sufficient  for  college  men  to  attend  the 
their  Alma  Mater  for  the  purpose  of  again  meet- 
ing the  pals  of  former  days  and  pass  a  few  idle 
liours  in  personal  conversation.  It  is  not  sufficient 
for  the  student  to  play  only  that  part  in  college 
activities  and  interest  whicli  shall  exonerate  him 
from  the  aprobrium  of  "Slacker."  But  the  de- 
votion must  be  manifested  in  terms  of  sacrifice 
fnd  labor — sacrifice  that  will  exact  an  exertion 
of  labor  to  fulfill. 

If  it  is  true  that  unity  begets  strength  then  the 
college  morale  of  many  American  institutions  is 
not  flourishing  at  its  highest  efficiency.  College 
ftudents  who  attend  their  respective  class — even 
though  their  talents  solicit  tlie  applause  of  their 
classmates  are  not  functioning  their  highest 
individual  portion  to  the  common  weal  unless 
they  are  united  in  spirit  to  every  event  pretain- 
ing  to  college  interest.  The  idle  smoker  that 
passes  the  manj'-  "free  Iiours"  away  in  frivolous 
gossip  is  not  only  positively  wrecking  his  own 
mental  acumen  but  bringing  an  umbrage  of  dis- 
satisfaction on  his  superiors  and  the  institution. 

It  has  been  said  that  a  thankless  child  carrys 
a  thrust  that  cuts  deeper  than  the  sting  of  a 
serpent.  This  is  certainly  applicable  to  the  un- 
loyal  and  indifferent  college  student. 

We  do  not  insinuate  that  tlie  college  students 


of  America  are  not  equal  mentally  to  the  stand- 
ard of  comparative  Universities  but  we  do  believe 
that  many  names  are  to  be  found  on  the  registers 
of  our  "Houses  of  Education"  whose  only 
motive  is  to  "attain  the  most  with  the  rendering 
of  the  least."  Although  the  "Majority  rules"  is 
the  law  of  self  governing  peoples  yet  it  often  hap- 
pens that  the  "Minority  earns  while  the  majority 
burns."  This  is  too  evident  in  the  support  and 
furtherance  of  college  periodical  interest.  Many 
of  the  students  pass  the  burden  to  the  proverbial 
"George."  Others  are  waiting  to  "let  the  stars 
shine"  and  they  glisen  in  the  glare,"  while  others 
still  darken  the  light  by  unwarranted  criticisms 
and  indifferences.  Likewise,  college  athletics 
even  though  many  loyal  prepentines  of  confidence 
in  our  "Alma  Mater's"  team  break  forth  with 
rpirit  and  "pep"  yet  just  what  is  each  individ- 
ual doing  to  further  that  confidence  and  prove 
tlie  conviction  to  which  he  lays  claim. 

College  associations  are  frequently  a  "nominal 
feature"  that  adorns  the  catalogue  to  allure  and 
disappoint  the  sanguine  Freshmen.  College 
loyalty  to  oratical  and  dramatic  societies  in  many 
instances  is  a  "nonentity"  and  presence  at  these 
meetings  is  the  result  of  regulation  and  not  earn- 
est devotion,;'  v'--r -'.^  ■■"=;f"'  y^ :.:  ;.'^ 

It  is  to  be  hoped  that  each  student  of  America 
will  awaken  to  the  fact  that  unity  finds  its 
strength  in  co-operation.  The  government  of  the 
United  States  would  be  a  mockery  if  each  indi- 
vidual state  offered  the  indifferent  and  often 
heartless  service  to  President  Harding  that 
many  college  men  render  to  their  respective 
Alma  Mater.  It  is  to  be  lioped  that  every  leader 
of  college  interest  will  strive  to  inculcate  in  tlie 
hearts  of  liis  companions  the  spirit  of  devotion 
to  tlie  instiution  tliat  "bred"  them  in  the  "ways 
of  learning."  It  is  to  be  hoped  that  every  Ameri- 
can college  man  will  be  enough  to  apply  the 
principles  of  Americanism  regarding  liis  conduct 
towards  his  Alma  Mater  and  prove  his  loyalty 
not  in  the  attendance  of  entertainments,  whence: 
pleasure  is  derived,  but  in  terms  of  sacrifice 
that  entails  tlie  foregoing  of  personal  pleasure, 
and  requires  labor  in  the  atliletic,  dramatic  or 
editorial  service  of  his  college. 


THE     VILLA  NOVAN 


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THE  ORDER  OF  SAINT  AUGUSTINE 


In  response  to  the  numerous  communications 
addressed  to  this  department,  relative  to  the 
foundation  of  the  Order  of  Hermits  of  St.  Augus- 
tine, its  establishment  in  the  United  States  and 
tlie  activities  of  its  members  we  hereby  endeavor 
to  brieily  outline  the  aforesaid  topics. 

The  AttgtJstinians 

The  Augustinians  were  founded  by  the  greatest 
of  the  Latin  Fathers  and  Doctors  of  the  Church, 
St.  Augustine  of  Hippo.  After  his  conversion 
in  April,  387,  Augustine  resolved  to  consecrate 
the  remainder  of  his  life  to  the  service  of  God, 
and  with  this  intent  he  returned  to  his  native 
Tagaste,  where,  in  a  small  villa  inherited  from  his 
father,  he  settled  down  with  some  companions 
to  lead  the  life  of  a  recluse.  In  his  humble  home 
of  prayer  and  penance,  Augustine  was  soon  joined 
by  many  more  pious  men  who  desired  to  abandon 
the  world  and  to  follow  more  closely  in  the  foot- 
steps of  their  Divine  Master.  Within  a  few 
years  so  numerous  did  this  holy  company  become, 
that  a  second  estaablishment  was  founded  with 
the  assistance  and  approval  of  Valerius,  the 
Bishop  of  Hippo.     ;  '    ;, 

To  Augustine's  first  hermit  home  at  Tagaste, 
which  in  the  course  of  time  became  the  mother 
house  of  many  noble  monasteries  in  Northern 
Africa,  the  Augustinians  trace  back  their  origin. 
It  was  a  home  of  prayer  and  penance  and  study, 
and  so  great  was  the  reputation  for  learning  and 
sancity  gained  by  the  members  of  this  Augustin- 
ian  community  that  many  of  them,  including  their 
great  leader,  were  called  from  their  retirement 
to  rule  as  Bishops  in  the  Church  of  God.  Pos- 
sidius  tell  that  nine  of  those  Bishops  were 
honored  in  the  Church  of  Saints. 

The  invasion  by  tlie  Vandals  during  the  early 
part  of  the  fifth  century  brouglit  ruin  to  the 
Cliurch  and  its  religious  institutions.  These 
Augustiriian  hermits,  dispersed  and  disorganized 
at  that  time,  sought  shelter  on  the  European 
coast  and  in  the  islands  of  the  Mediterranean, 
where  tliey  founded  new  monasteries  and  lived 
according  to  tlie  rule  of  life  drawn  up  for  them 
by  tlieir  holy  founder.  After  the  deatli  of  St. 
Augustine,  wlio  was  their  common  father,  and 
after  the  dispersion,  the  Augustinians  did  not 
select   any    General   Superior,   and    down   to   the 


middle  of  the  thirteentli  century  each  hermit  in- 
stitution existed  in  complete  independence,  the 
only  bond  between  them  being  their  rule  and 
mode  of  life.  Each  community  sought  its  own 
special  field  of  endeavor,  and  was  ruled  only  by 
its  local  Superior.  Chronicles  gathered  by 
Augustinian  historians  furnish  numerous  and  in- 
tresting  data  relative  to  the  spread  of  the  Order 
during  these  centuries,  the  foundation  of  im- 
portant houses  and  the  extensive  patronage  given 
them  in  different  lands.  Towards  the  end  of  the 
Middle  Ages  many  of  these  houses  were  grouped 
into  provinces  as  a  means  of  acquring  that 
strength  and  influence  necessary  for  the  educa- 
tional and  missionary  enterprises  of  the  times. 

At  the  Lateran  Council  in  125  a  movement  was 
begun  for  a  general  reunion  of  the  Augustinian 
Hermits  into  one  common  brotherhood  under  a 
Superior  General.  In  the  first  year  of  the 
Pontificate  of  Alexander  IV.,  delegates  represent- 
ing all  the  European  houses  of  the  Order  assem- 
bled for  a  General  Chapter  at  Rome,  It  was  held 
under  the  presidency  of  Cardinal  Richard  de  St. 
Angelo.  At  this  Chapter,  Frane  of  Milan  was 
elected  Superior  General,  and  the  rules  and  con- 
stitution for  the  future  government  of  the  Order 
were  drawn  up  and  conformed  by  the  Pope,  who 
commended  the  work  of  the  hermits  and  ad- 
mitted them  to  the  privileges  of  the  Mendicant 
Orders.  In  his  letter  to  Cardinal  Richard  de  St. 
Angelo,  Pope  Alexander  refers  to  the  Order  as 
"the  tree  planted  by  Augustine  in  the  vineyard 
of  the  church  which  has  produced  throughout  the 
centuries  a  great  abundance  of  the  fruits  of  life 
and  the  flowers  of  sanctity."  After  this  union 
the  Order  spread  rapidly  throughout  Europe  and 
sent  its  missionaries  to  the  far  East,  where  many 
of  them  won  a  martyr's  crown. 

The  Augustinians  in  the  United  States 

During  the  last  part  of  the  eighteentli  cen- 
tury the  Augustinians  came  to  the  United  States, 
where  they  have  since  founded  many  houses  and 
have  engaged  themselves  in  numerous  Apostolic 
and  scholary  activities.  It  was  in  1796  that  the 
pioneers  of  the  Order  in  the  new  land,  leathers 
Mathew  Carr  and  John  Rosseter,  established 
their  first  house  in  Philadelphia.  Dr.  Carr  im- 
mediately began  the  building  of  St.  Augustine's 
cliurch,  whicli   was  tlie   fourth  place  of  Catholic 


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THE     V  I  LLANO  V  AN 


worsliip  in  the  City  of  Brotherly  Love.  From 
this  liistorif  cliurch  the  early  Augustinians  went 
forth  preacliing  missions,  establishing  new  par- 
islies  and  bearing  tlie  comforts  of  religion  to  the 
many  sparsely  populated  regions  of  our  country. 
In  1812  at  Pliiladelphia  they  instituted  the  first 
Sodality  in  the  United  States  for  Catholics  of 
either  sex,  the  Confraternity  of  Our  Mother  of 
Always  solicitous  for  the  salvation  of  souls 
and  tlie  advancement  of  Holy  Mother  Church, 
the  Augustinians  soon  saw  the  great  need  for 
institutions  of  learning;  institutions  that  would 
not  only  teach  but  educate  in  the  true  sense  of 
the  word,  tliat  would  build  up  the  character  of 
tlie  future  citizen  in  the  true  knowledge  of  his 
dignity,  in  tlie  recognition  of  his  rights,  and 
his  duties  to  his  God  and. his  fellow-men,  and  so 
in  tlie  year  1811  the  Fathers  erected  at  Villanova 
a  Mother  House  for  the  Order  in  America,  a 
seat  of  learning  reared  on  the  deep  foundations 
of  true  Christian  erudition.  Villanova  College, 
ideally     situated     about    twelve     miles    west    of 


Philadelphia  and  fully  equipped  for  classical 
and  scientific  work,  is  today  one  of  the  leading 
educational  centers  of  the  country. 

Villanova  is  also  the  headquarters  of  the 
Augustinian  Mission  Band.  This  band  is  com- 
posed of  the  Order's  most  eloquent  preachers 
whose  chief  duties  consist  in  helping  the  secular 
clergy  in  their  care  of  souls.  They  conduct 
Missions,  Novenas,  and  Spiritual  Retreats  in  the 
different  states  of  the  union. 

Besides  this  education  and  missionary  work, 
which  we  have  mentioned,  the  Augustinians  are 
also  engaged  in  parochial  work  and  many  par- 
ishes 'throughout  the  country  have  been  en- 
trusted to  their  care.  ^^  ,        ■       ^ 

Thus  today  the  Augustinian  Order  by  its 
many  activities  in  the  service  of  the  Lord  fully 
realizes  the  truth  of  Alexander  the  Fourth's 
saying;  "The  tree  planted  by  Augustine  in  the 
vineyard  of  the  church,  which  has  produced 
throughout  the  centuries  a  great  abundance  of 
tlie  fruits  of  life  and  flowers  of  sanctity. 


^rc*v;v. 


^^TN  the  West  tlie  latchstring  is  on  the  outside 
of  the  door,"  That  is  where  it  ought  to  be 
everywhere.  We  take  it  that  "the  Gonzaga,"  an 
ever  Welcome  visitor  from  Gonzaga  University, 
S])okane,  Washington,  does  not  restrict  lier  hos- 
pitality to  "sports"  alone.  We  have  read  the 
. January  issue  with  much  pleasure.  We  are  not 
loath  to  grant  the  West  a  place  of  prominence  in 
the  field  of  college  journalism,  as  well  ns  in  the 
field  of  sports. 


The  arrangement  and  "get  up"  of  the  "Gon- 
zaga" is  very  fine;  nor  is  the  matter  inferior  to 
the  manner  in  which  it  is  presented.  There  are 
a  goodly  number  of  short  stories  and  essays  well 
done.  We  noted  the  book  review  column  with 
interest.  The  poems  of  the  Western  sunset  are 
fine  descriptions.  We  would  like  to  see  the 
cadences  run  smoother. 

"Tit  for  Tat,"  as  its  title  suggests,  is  a  humorous 
exposition   of  dramatic   irony  and  poetic   justice. 


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"Just  a  Minute,"  a  personal  essay  on  the  value 
and  significance  of  time.  The  author  of  "The 
,  War  of  the  Worlds,"  exhibits  a  vein  of  imagin- 
ative vision  of  what  might  happen  when  the 
super  men  of  Mars  take  it  into  their  heads  to 
subjugate  the  earth.  "Korea  and  Japan,"  is  a 
V  very  timely  article  just  now  on  the  rights  of 
small  nations.  The  author  points  out  the  miser- 
able condition  of  Korea  under  the  insiduous  and 
autocratic  rule  of  Japan.  The  history  of  Great 
{Powers  too  often  is  a  conspiracy  politically  and 
^  Commercially  against  the  weak.  This  is  manifest 
;:  in  the  case  of  Ireland.  This  seems  to  be  verified 
also  in  permitting  the  "sick  man  of  Europe"  to 
re-establish  himself  there.  As  Neuman  has 
pointed  out  in  his  university  lectures,  wherever 
the  Turk  has  gained  a  foothold,  there  has  he 
been  a  menace  and  a  curse  to  religion  and  Chris- 
tianity and  civilization.  These  were  the  reasons 
also  upon  which  the  Congress  of  Paris  excluded 
him  from  Europe,  and  yet  it  seems  that  tht  powers 
are  permitting  him  to  return.  Greece,  rich  in 
her  own  resources  and  commercial  wealth,  ob- 
jects, and  well  she  might  as  the  experience  of 
the  past  has  taught  her.  Whait  is  the  scheme 
behind  this  move }  Is  there  any  method  in  its 
madness.^     We  are  inclined  to  think  there  is. 

In  the  case  of  Korea,  as  the  author  shows,  the 
government  is  under  military  control,  Japanese 
has  been  made  the  ofiicial  language  in  business 
and  in  school,  their  literautre  destroyed  and  their 
educational  facilities  restricted.  In  fine,  their 
national  and  individual  life  is  being  systemati- 
cally blotted  out;  not  even  their  religion  is  being 
spared.  „:■.■■  ■ ;  ■   •■■.;  ■;■ 

To  quote  from  the  conclusion,  "Korea  is  cer- 
tainly deserving  of  our  sympathy  and  support 
in  her  death  struggle  with  the  ruthless  invader, 
for  far  above  the  consideration  of  nationality 
and  race  are  those  common  bonds  which  unite 
all  mankind — justice   and  humanity." 

We  feel  constrained  to  make  a  few  observa- 
tions on  "Tlie  Super-Football  of  the  East,"  al- 
though we  are  a  little  in  advance  of  the  football 
season.  We  believe  the  author's  point  to  be  very 
well  taken  and  his  complaint  not  without  some 
foundation.  We  have  had  this  same  busy  bee 
buzzing  in  our  bonnet  for  some  time.  Personally, 
we  are  of  the  opinion  that  the  "football  teams 
annually  formed  by  the  eastern  experts,  notably 
Walter    Camp,"    are    neither    all-American    nor 


all-Atlantic.  "Perhaps,  it  may  be  interesting  to 
these  critics  (of  whom  the  author  mentions 
several)  to  know  that  their  word  is  not  taken 
on  this  side  of  the  Rocky  Mountains,  unless  ac- 
companied by  a  due  allowance  of  salt."  To  our 
mind,  the  "Minor"  colleges  of  the  East  may 
rightly  make  the  same  allowance.  It  seems  that 
a  man  is  ineligible  for  Camp's  team  unless  among 
the  "bon  ton"  of  the  college  world.  Of  course, 
there  are  exceptions,  as  when  all  the  papers  are 
boosting  an  exceptionally  good  player.  To  cite 
an  instance,  take  the  case  of  Centre  College. 
Princeton  was  beaten  by  West  Virginia,  25-0, 
and  then  along  comes  Centre,  hitherto  unknown 
and  hidden  away  in  the  mountains  of  Kentucky, 
and  defeats  the  conquerors  of  Princeton,  14-6. 
Nor  was  this  a  question  of  luck,  as  Centre's  rec- 
ord will  show.  She  scored  the  highest  number  of 
points  during  the  season,  485,  against  23,  and  not 
a  defeat  to  her  record.  This  year  Centre  has  two 
stars,  McMillin  and  Weaver,  on  Camp's  All- 
American.  It  is  only  something  spectacular  as 
Centre's  record  that  the  "minor"  colleges  are 
even  heard  of.     ;^v- ■--V^/"' ■■■^V^;;'/.;.:-'' r^^^^^^  - 

The  article  further  states  that,  "after  selecting 
his  'All-American'  team,  Mr.  Camp  proceeds  to 
name  one  hundred  players  throughout  the 
country  as  fit  for  honorable  mention,  but  of  the 
hundred  the  West  has  but  twenty-one,  and  these 
twenty-one  far  from  representative.  California 
has  eight  players  on  the  list,  and  Washington 
State,  the  next  in  strength,  has  two ;  yet  Stanford, 
an  inferior  team,  is  given  five  places,  and  Wasli- 
ington,  the  weakest  conference  team  on  the 
Pacific  Coast,  has  three.  We  confess  our  in- 
ability to  understand  it."  This,  my  friends,  is 
only  a  little  oversight  on  the  part  of  Mr.  Camp, 
like  one  we  remember  a  few  years  ago,  when  he 
put  one  of  your  Western  stars  on  his  "eleven," 
who  as  a  matter  of  fact  was  coaching  another 
college  team. 

However,  the  East  is  not  over  enthusiastic 
with  the  annual  choice  of  the  "big  eleven,"  but 
has  that  little  habit  of  taking  it  "cuon  sacco 
salis,"  as  its  leading  sporting  editors  prove. 
Maxwell,  the  Philadelphia  Ledger's  sporting 
editor  made  a  very  wise  observation  last  fall, 
when  lie  said  it  was  practically  impossible  to 
select  a  real  All-American  team,  that  the  best 
that  could  be  expected  were  all-sectional  teams. 


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We.  gratefully  acknowledge  the  receipt  of  the  following  Exchanges. 


Georgetown  College  Journal 

Boston  College  Stylus 

Tlie  Fordham  Monthly 

The  Gonzaza,  Gonzaga   University 

The  Mountaineer,  Mt.  St,  Mary's  College 

The  Morning  Star,  Conception  College 

Tlie  Laurel,  St.   Bonaventures  College 

The  Prospector,  Mt.  St.  Charles  College 

The  Alvernia,  St.  Francis   College 

The  Villa  Marian 

Maywood  College  Bay  Leaf 

The  De  Paul  Minewal 

Orange    and    Black,    Latrobe    High    School,    Pa. 

St.  Vincent  College  Journal 


Catholic  Standard  and  Times 
The  National  Catholic  War  Council  Bulletin 
Onas,  Wm.  Penn  High  Scliool,  Pliila. 
Inas,  Philadelphia  High  Scliool 
St.  Joseph's  Prep.  Chronicle 
The  Western,  West  Phila.  High  School 
The  Triad,  St.  Peter's  High  School  New  Bruns- 
wick, N.  J. 
The  Messenger,  St.  Ritas  Hall,  Manila 
Tlie  Radnorite,  Radnor,  High  School 
The   Victorian,  St.  Viator  College,   Bourbonais, 

Illinois 
The  Vincentian,  St.  Vincent's  Academy,  Newark, 
New  Jersey 


BASKETBALL  PLAYERS  TENDERED 

■■:.;;  BANQUET      ' 
As   a  testimonial   of  the   appreciation   for  •  the 
success    of    Villanova's    first    Varsity    Basketball 
Team,  a  banquet  was  tendered  the  players  Thurs- 
day evening,  March  31. 

Charles  A.  McGeehan,  graduate  manager  of 
iVthletics,  was  toastmaster.  Gold  basketball 
watch  fob  emblems  and  "V's"  were  presented  to 
those  who  had  earned  the  letter  during  the  sea- 
son. Sweaters  were  presented  to  each  of  the  men 
on  the  squad. 

The  letter  men  were  as  follows: 
Frank   Pickett 
Earl  Gray 
John   Ryan 
Charles  Laughlin 
Norman   Jones 
,      Francis  Braliam^  Manager 
Coach  Saxe   was  presented  with   a  watch  fob, 
u]i()n    whicli    a    gold    liasketball    containing    the 


Villanova  seal  was  suspended.  Manager  Braham, 
in  presenting  the  tribute  to  the  coach,  on  behalf 
of  the  members  of  the  team,  attributed  the  bulk 
of  the  season's  success  to  the  untiring  efforts  of 
Mr.  Saxe. 

Rev.  F'rancis  A.  Driscoll,  O.S.A.,  President  of 
the  college,  congratulated  the  team  on  the  good 
work  it  had  displayed  in  its  first  season,  and 
expressed  confidence  of  still  greater  successes  in 
the  future. 

Rev.  George  A.  O'Meara,  O.S.A.,  Vice  Presi- 
dent of  the  college,  and  chairman  of  the  Athletic 
Council,  made  the  presentation  of  the  miniature 
basketballs  to  the  "letter"  men,  and  spoke  on 
loyalty  to  Alma  Mater. 

Frank  Pickett,  '24,  was  elected  captain  of  the 
1921-22  basketball  team,  and  Howard  M.  Thorn- 
bury,  '22,  was  cliosen  manager. 

The  details  of  the  banquet  were  admirably  ar- 
ranged by  Rev.  Daniel  Driscoll,  O.S.A.,  Pro- 
curator. 


THE.     VILLANOVAN 


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RECREATION  ROOM  OPENED 

During  the  past  month,  the  new  recreation 
room  was  opened  in  the  college  building.  Equip- 
ped with  a  pool  table,  piano,  phonograph,  and 
otlier  popular  attractions,  it  has  already  found 
numerous  devotees. 

The  appearance  of  the  room  is  being  enhanced 
continually  by  the  addition  of  new  furnishings, 
and  a  generous  supply  of  the  current  literature 
for  the  reading  department. 

The  popularity  of  the  innovation  is  being 
evidenced  daily  by  the  attendance,  especially 
when  the  college  orchestra,  under  Jimmy 
Mitchell's  direction,  holds  sway. 


GREEN  AND  WHITE  MARKS 
SOPHOMORE  SOIREE 

A  profusion  of  Green  and  White,  the  adopted 
colors  of  the  class  of  1923,  was  in  evidence  at  the 
Sophomore  Soiree  held  in  the  college  gymnasium, 
Friday  evening,  April  15.  The  dance  was  an 
unqualified  success  and  much  credit  is  due  Presi- 
dent Lynch  and  his  social  committee  for  the 
pleasing  manner  in  which  the  affair  was  con- 
ducted. 

Herzberg's  Orchestra,  of  Philade;lphia,  was 
secured  for  the  occasion,  and  rendered  excellent 
dance  music.  The  capacity  gathering  of  dancers 
demanding  encore  after  encore. 

The  committee  in  charge  consisted  of  Thomas 
Laughlin,  cliairman;  Pierce  R.  Russell,  Charles 
J.   McClernan  and  Edward  Burke. 


ATHLETIC  ASSOCIATION  DANCE 

The  first  dance  of  the  Post-Lenten  Season  was 
held  in  the  gymnasium  on  Saturday  evening, 
April  9th,  under  the  auspices  of  the  Athletic 
Association.  The  affair  was  unusually  success- 
ful and  well  attended.  Music  was  furnished  by 
Jimmy  Mitchell's  Augmented  Orchestra, 


LECTURE 

Various  phases  of  engineering  in  the  telephone 
system  and  the  accomplishments  in  its  various 
branches  throughout  the  country  were  described 
by  Francis  J.  Chesterman,  chief  engineer  of  the 
Bell  Teleplione  Company  here  Thursday  evening, 
March  10.  The  lecture  was  well  attended  not 
only  by  engineering  students,  under  whose 
auspices  it  was  given,  but  by  tliose  of  other  de- 
partments also. 

Tlie  value  of  cultural  studies  and  extensive 
outside  reading  were  emphasized  by  Mr.  Chester- 


man  as  an  aid  to  broadening  the  student's  out- 
look. 

Naturally  the  company  is  striving  towards 
the  acme  of  efficiency  and  service,  he  asserted. 
In  this  strife,  tlie  problem  of  the  traffic  engineer 
is  intricate,  and  often  is  clarified  by  use  of  charts, 
which  Mr.  Cliesterman  explained.  The  negli- 
gence of  patrons  and  their  delay  in  answering 
calls  was  blamed  for  much  of  the  dissatisfaction 
over  the  service. 


MUSICAL  COMEDY  FOR  APRIL  26th 

"The  Belle  of  the  Campus,"  a  bright  musical 
comedy  with  many  tuneful  meldoies  is  to  be 
given  in  the  auditorium  on  Tuesday  evening, 
April  25th. 

Such  a  production  is  a  new  departure  for  the 
Glee  Club,  but  a  capable  cast  and  chorus  has  been 
assembled  and  rapid  strides  have  been  made 
under  Director  Fink's  able  tutelage. 

Those  wlio  are  to  take  the  leading  parts  are 
Howard  M.  Thornbury,  William  P.  Cronin,  John 
J.  Maguire,  Richard  J.  O'Brien,  Pierpont  Kauf- 
man, Earl  Kaufman,  T.  Kevin  Reeves,  Charles  J. 
McClernan,  Franklin  Pickett,  George  A,  Craw- 
ley, and  Joseph  R.  Dooley. 


CONDOLENCES 

The  Villanvoan  extends  sincere  sympathy 
to  the  following: 

Charles  Mueller,  on  the  death  of  his  father  in 
Philadelphia. 

Dennis  E.  Burns,  on  the  death  of  his  brother, 
William  Burns,  of  Mauch  Chunk,  Pa, 

Harold  Green,  on  the  deatli  of  his  father  in 
P'ulton,  New  York. 

Joseph  Lehman,  on  the  death  of  his  mother  in 
Philadelphia. 


TRIP  TO  MIDVALE  STEEL  PLANT 

The  students  and  faculty  of  the  Engineering 
Department  were  the  guests  of  the  Amreican  So- 
ciety of  Mechanical  Engineers,  on  Friday,  April 
1st,  It  has  been  an  especial  feature  of  the  pro- 
gram of  that  body  to  provide  inspection  trips  to 
local  industrial  plants  for  sutdents  of  tlie  techni- 
cal schools  in  this  vicinity.  On  the  day  men- 
tioned, men  from  about  twenty-one  colleges  and 
universities  assembled  at  the  Engineer's  Club  in 
Philadelpliia  and  under  tlie  guidance  of  repre- 
sentatives of  tlie  A,  S.  M.  E,,  proceeded  to  the 
,\ridvale   Steel   Plant  at  Nicetown,     It  was  very 


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THE     V  I  LLA  NOV  AN 


satisfactory  to  notice  i\\i\t  no  school  was  better 
rejjresented  than  Villanova. 

The  trip  througli  the  shops  with  competent 
guides  was  unusually  interesting  and  educational. 
The  personnel  of  the  plant  has  been  greatly 
reduced,  and  many  units  in  each  building  were 
idle.  Perhaps  the  inactivity  was  more  advaan- 
tageous  than  not,  because  with  many  more  cranes, 
trucks,  machines,  etc.,  running,  the  excursion 
might  have  become  somewhat  dangerous. 

The  inspection   of  the  plant  was   followed  by 


a  banquet  at  the  Engineer's  Club.  After  the 
banquet  there  was  a  meeting  of  the  A.  S.  M.  E., 
at  which  the  students  were  guests.  Men,  who 
by  their  prominence  in  the  engineering  world, 
are  well  qualified  to  advise  the  neophytes  in  the 
engineering  profession,  freely  spoke  of  the  things 
to  be  contended  with,  the  obstacles  which  tliey 
met  upon  emerging  from  the  section  room,  how 
they  treated  and  how  they  should  have  treated 
some  of  them. 


Alumni  Association  of  Villanova  College 
ViHanova^  Penna,  ^ 

;^V;  :;::;■::■■  ■'■^•■■S,  April  1,  192r^V'' 
Dear  Brotlier  Alumnus:  — 

The  Board  of  Governors  of  the  Alumni  Asso- 
ciation is  endeavoring  to  make  the  organization 
a  bodv  wortliv  of  its  name.  In  order  to  succeed, 
it  must  liave  your  combined  moral  and  financial 
aid.  ;■■:-.'  • 

You  realize  that  everything  in  tlie  past,  any 
request  for  information  and  aid,  lias  been  laid 
aside  witli  the  tliought  tliat  it  would  be  attended 
to  some  otlier  time.  Tliat  time  never  came  and 
tlie  result  was  you  always  passed  the  buck  to 
some  lone  soul,  acting  as  secretary,  who  was 
trying  to  do  your  part  and  Iiis  own  witliout  any 
asisstance  from  you. 

A  letter  was  forwarded  to  all  Alumni,  sometime 
ago,  stating  that  at  the  last  annual  meeting  it 
was  voted  to  make  tlie  yearly  dues  five  dollars, 
tl)is  amount  to  include  a  subscription  to  the 
Vl  l.l..\\()\  A.\.      No  doubt  nianv  of  us  lu'vcr  saw 


the   ViLLANOVAN.      If  you   have   not  paid  these 
dues  do  so  at  once. 

We  are  enclosing  a  blank  card  for  you  to  fill 
out,  and  bear  in  mind  we  did  not  get  these  printed 
to  give  tlie  printers  something  to  do  or  to  help 
your  janitor  to  earn  his  money.  Get  busy,  fill 
it  out,  not  tomorrow,  right  now. 

We  are  going  to  tell  you  a  little  secret,  and  as 
your  chemical  professor  said,  after  he  told  it  to 
everybody,  "We  want  you  to  keep  it  under  your 
hat;"  the  present  management  of  the  Alumni 
Association  intend  to  make  it  a  live  outfit,  we 
want  your  asistance  and  we  are  going  to  get  it. 
So  get  on  the  band  wagon  now  or  as  the  flour 
advertisement  reads  "Eventually,  why  not  now.^" 

You  will  liear  from  us  next  month  and  sooner 
if  we  don't  hear  from  you.  Let  us  know  if  you 
are  receiving  the  Vulanovan  and  any  other 
comment  or  criticism.  :V 

v:v     Fraternally  yours, 

E.  J.  Doagherty, 
•  .  Secretary 


THE     VILLAN'OVAN 


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Rev.  Fr.  F.  A.  Driscoll,    . 
President  Villanova   University, 
Villanova,  Pennsylvania. 
My  Dear  P'r.  Driscoll:  — 

I  have  been  very  anxious  to  write  to  you  again, 
my  dear  Fr.,  but  just  couldn't  work  up  the 
courage  until  tlie  February  VrLLANOVAN  came. 
A  great  number.  So,  here  I  am  witli  my  letter; 
holding  the  hope  that  you  will  read  on  to  the 
end  and  not  be  bored. 

Your  letter  to  me  was  a  genuine  heart  throb ; 
and  don't  you  know  when  it  came  I  felt  as  though 
I  had  made  a  General  Confession  and  been 
absolved  from  "everything."  A  glad  treat 
indeed. 

I  believe  it  would  be  very  nice  if  the  students 
of  any  term  would  write  to  somebody  at  Villa- 
nova  once  in  awhile ;  write  in  a  reminiscent  way. 
What  good  things  such  letters  might  recall; 
Villanova  would  be  a  continuous  headliner  and 
I  am  sure  the  students  would  be  the  better  for 
brushing  up  their  memories.  A  few  lines  to  the 
Vjllanovan  might  be  the  means  of  keeping  in 
toucli  with  many  boyliood  companions.  Take 
myself  for  example :  In  the  time  since  I  bade  the 
boys  good  bye  at  Villanova  at  tlie  end  of  that 
wonderful  Commencement  Day  in  June,  '78,  I 
have  not  seen  one  boy  more  than  once  in  all  that 
time.  That  is  to  say,  I  talked  with  one  boy  more 
tlian  once,  a  half  dozen  boys  just  once  (at  the 
Commencement  graced  by  the  presence  of 
Cardinal  Satolli  and  Archbishop  Ryan)  and  of 
all  the  others  whom  I  knew  intimately  and  lived 
witli  for  months  and  months  I  have  never  seen ; 
nor  do  I  know  how  ninety  per  cent,  of  them  fared 
in  their  battle  with  the  world.  I  have  always 
felt  that  this  was  a  tragedy,  but  there  -did  not 
seem  at  any  time  to  be  a  way  out. 

And,  now,  43  years  afterward,  finds  your 
humble  servant  at  62  doing  very  well  indeed; 
have  had  wordly  experiences  galore,  all  of  which 
in  my  opinion  being  worth  while.  As  a  starter ; 
when  I  left  Villanova,  the  first  employment  I 
took  was  digging  coal  in  my  home  town  (I  had 
worked  in  the  mines  before  going  to  Villanova, 
too) ;  and  I  wouldn't  give  that  experience  for 
all  that  followed.  It  was  a  great  teacher;  it 
tuned  or  ratlier  toned  me  up  for  the  heavy  tasks 
of  life  which  followed.  I  rather  anticipated  the 
"back  to  the  mines"  as  the  spring  time  came 
along.  In  tl)e  late  afternoons  I  often  walked  to 
tlie  west  edge  of  tlie  outer  circle  (just  in  bounds) 
to    watch    the    setting   sun;    a    beautiful    picture 


always,  but  in  the  spring  tinie  of  '78  the  ending 
of  the  days  were  times  of  sadness  to  me,  be- 
cause I  knew  when  the  sun  disappeared  and 
twilight  and  night  came  on,  I  was  one  day 
nearer  the  end  of  my  time  at  dear  Villanova; 
and  I  would  again  be  called  upon  to  carry  on 
life's  struggle  without  perhaps  being  sufficiently 
prepared.  The  end  came  all  too  soon.  However, 
after  awhile  I  "jacked"  the  coal  digging  job  and 
started  for  Pittsburgh,  arriving  at  midnight, 
September  16,  1880,  and  was  at  work  on  tlie 
Pan  Handle  Railway  at  seven  o'clock  the  next 
morning.  I  have  not  been  idle  a  single  day 
since  that  time;  that  is  I  have  never  been  "out 
of  a  job."  I  have  been  in  the  Catholic  Total 
Abstinence  Movement  and  twenty-five  years  ago 
toured  the  Pittsburgh  Diocese  with  Fr.  J.  F. 
Regis  Canevan,  our  beloved  Bishop  for  a  long 
time,  and  talked  from  the  same  platform  night 
after  night,  everywhere. 

Anybody  can  be  for  prohibition  now,  but  at 
that  time,  25  years  ago,  much  courage  was  neces- 
sary; also  a  stout  heart  and  you  had  to  have  a 
"speech"  that  would  hold  the  crowd. 

I  never  quit  athletics  and  have  been  with 
the  Pittsburgh  baseball  club  more  than  twenty 
years.  I  don't  know  just  how  we  will  work  the 
out  of  town  trips  this  year,  but  my  dear  Fr. 
Driscoll,  if  I  get  a  chance  to  go  along  at  any  time 
I  will  surely  go  to  Villanova  to  say  "How  do  you 
do."  I  will  be  able  to  tell  more  sure  about  this 
later. 

I  have  been  National  President  of  the  I.  C. 
B.  U.  for  four  years.  This  is  one  of  the  oldest 
fraternities  of  Catholic  men  and  women  in  the 
United  States,  and  was  the  first  to  admit  women 
to  full  membership.'  We  have  a  number  of 
societies  along  the  Main  I^ine,  including  the 
Father  J.  J.  O'Brien,  O.S.A.,  of  Bryii  Mawr; 
the  Father  Sheeran,  O.S.A.,  of  Rosemont;  St. 
Denis,  of  Ardmore,  and  so  on.  Father  O'Brien 
was  pastor  of  St.  Denis  when  I  was  at  Villa- 
nova. He  often  took  me  with  him  to  serve  Mass. 
Fr.  Sheeran  in  my  time  was  not  teaching;  I 
believe  he  was  emeritus.  My  life  experiences 
have  been  varied  (a  wondrous  tale)  and  for 
years  I  have  longed  for  the  opportunity  to  speak 
to  the  boys  of  Villanova  on  Commencement  Day 
as  did  Mr.  Megargee  forty-three  years  ago. 
After  I  had  been  on  the  Pan  Handle  a  little 
while  I  took  up  the  study  of  shorthand,  practiced 
diligently,  took  advantage  of  every  minute  and 
when    not    setting    brakes    or    making    couplings 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


I  was  making  pot-liooks  and  circles.  I  advancect 
in  this  art  until  I  readily  found  plenty  of  work 
in  the  courts  here  as  well  as  in  the  general  offices 
of  the  Pennsylvania  Lines  west  of  Pittsburgh, 
wliere  for  several  years  I  was  private  secretary  to 
tlie  General  Passenger  Agent. 

Today  I  will  mail  you  a  copy  of  our  Conven- 
tion Proceedings,  I.  C.  B.  U,,  1919.  If  you 
should  find  time,  please  look  it  over  and  read 
my  report  to  the  delegates. 

Now,  my  dear  Fr.  Driscoll,  don't  wonder  where 
I  got  all  this;  I  just  couldn't  help  rambling  along. 
Tliese  memories  are  precious  and  I  thank  God  for 
keeping  me  well  and  strong,  with  my  mind  clear. 

With  kindest  regards,  and  the  hope  that  I  may 
meet  you  soon,  I  am 

Very  respectfully,  yours  for  Villanova, 

—-Harry  F.McAteer 

Pertinent  to  tlie  above  letter,  the  VlLLA- 
NOVAN  believes  that  many  of  the  Alumni  could 
contribute  articles  which  woiild  prove  of  interest 
to  tlie  students.  In  that  way  the  sometimes  ap- 
parent gap  between  the  Alumnus  and  the  student 
body  would  be  filled. 

:  BEAUTIFUL  VILLAn6vA 
"Beautiful  Villanova"  was  the  subject  of  an 
illustrated  lecture  given  recently  by  Rev.  P.  L. 
Colgan,  O.S.A.,  in  St.  Mary's  Hall,  Lawrence, 
Mass.  The  natural  beauty  of  Villanova's  location 
was  vidvidly  limned  and  the  colored  stereopticon 
pictures  of  the  beautiful  buildings  excited  much 
favorable  comment. 

Father  Colgan  was  a  professor  here  before  his 
recent  assignment  to  Lawrence. 

LEST  WE  FORGET 

Jim  Tliorpe  was  recently  asked  if  the  game 
between  the  Army  and  Carlisle  was  not  the 
toughest  ever  played. 

"Not  by  a  long  shot,"  replied  the  great  Indian 
atlilete.  "The  liardest  game  I  ever  played  with 
the  Carlisle  Indians  was  against  Villanova.  I 
never  in  all  my  football  career  struck  a  team  that 
played  the  game  as  they  did. 

"No  doubt  the  above  account  will  bring  back 
many  memories  to  some  of  the  'Boys'." 

PERSONALS 

Pat  Regan  visited  here  recently.  Pat  coached 
the  Steelton  High  School  basketball  team  the 
past  season  and  its  success  on  the  court  reflects 
mucli  credit  upon  Pat's  ability  as  a  tutor. 


The  Prep  baseball  team  is  fortunate  in  having 
Charlie  McGuckin,  'l8,  as  its  coach  this  season. 
We  have  a  firm  idea  that  the  Preps  will  again  be 
"Chkmps"  of  the  Catholic  League. 

Al  McCauley,  a  former  student,  spent  a  few 
days  here  while  en  route  to  Governor's  Island, 
where  he  is  to  receive  a  commission  in  the  Army 
Air  Service. 

Timothy  J.  Spillane  and  Joseph  Rafter  were 
recent  visitors  here. 

Rev.  Frs.  John  F.  Burns,  O.S.A.  and  A.  C. 
O'Loughlin,  O.S.A*,  of  Catholic  University, 
spent  Easter  at  Villanova. 

Rev.  Dr.  Joseph  A.  Hickey,  O.S.A.  and  Rev. 
John  A.  Nugent,  O.S.A.,  have  returned  from 
Porto  Rico,  after  having  conveyed  the  condol- 
ences of  the  Augustinian  Order  of  America  to  the 
people  of  San  Juan  diocese  upon  the  death  of  His 
Grace,  Bishop  William  A.  Jones,  O.S.A. 

Rev.  C.  J.  Baker,  O.S.A.,  of  Chestnut  Hill,  is 
convalescing  after  a  severe  illness. 

Rev,  Fr.  Francis  J.  McShane,  O.S.A.,  of  Wash- 
ington, D.  C,  one  of  the  oldest  priests  of  the 
Augustinian  Order,  who  was  injured  by  an  auto- 
mobile while  crossing  a  street,  is  rapidly  recover- 
ing.: ,^_.,.  „. 

FATHER  LIDDY 

Rev.  Francis  J.  Liddy,  of  St.  John's  Pro- 
Cathedral,  Altoona,  Pa.,  died  April  5,  in  the  St. 
Vincent's  Hospital,  Cleveland,  where  he  had  been 
a  patient  for  ten  weeks. 

Father  Liddy  was  graduated  from  Villanova  in 
1911.  He  studied  theology  at  Mt.  St.  Mary's 
Seminary,  Emmitsburg,  Md.,  and  was  ordained 
a  priest  June  15,  1915. 

To  his  mother,  sisters  and  brothers,  the  Vtlla- 
NOVAN  extends  its  sincere  condolences. 

FUNERAL  OF  SERGEANT  O'MEARA 
Veterans  of  three  wars  saw  Rev.  George  A. 
O'Meara,  O.S.A.,  Vice  President  of  Villanova 
College  officiate  at  the  funeral  services  for  his 
brother,  Sergeant  John  W.  O'Meara,  a  member 
of  Co.  I,  105th  Infantry,  in  the  Church  of  Our 
Lady,  Help  of  Christians,  Rossville,  S.  I.,  on 
Easter  Sunday,  after  the  warrior's  body  had  been 
brought  back  from  France,  where   he  was  killed 


THE     V  ILLAN  O  VAN 


25 


in  action  October  \,  1918.  The  dead  soldier  was 
the  son  of  John  W.  O'Meara,  of  Rossville,  S.  I. 

Father  O'Meara  dwelt  on  the  valorous  deeds 
of  the  American  soldiers  in  the  World  War  and 
paid  a  glowing  tribute  to  all  who  took  part  in 
that  struggle. 

Veterans  of  the  World  War,  Spanish-American 
War  and  the  Grand  Army  of  the  Republic  ac- 


companied the  body  to  St.  John's  Cemetery, 
Rossville,  S.  I,,  where  a  firing  squad  from  the 
71st  Regiment,  of  which  Mr.  O'Meara,  the  father, 
is  a  veteran,  fired  the  volleys  and  the  boy's  band 
of  the  Mission  of  the  Immaculate  Virgin  of  Mt. 
Loretto,  softly  and  sweetly  played  the  National 
Anthem  as  the  body  was  lowered  into  the  grave. 


CONDOLENCES 

The  Villanvoan  wishes  to  extend  the  sincere 
sympathy  of  the  faculty  and  students  to  the  fol- 
lowing : 

Robert  Alsop,  ex-'22,  on  the  death  of  his 
father  in  Philadelphia. 

Joseph  Gillespie,  '20,  on  the  death  of  his 
father  at  Hazclton,  Pa. 

Thomas  R.  Hanley,  '19,  on  the  death  of  his 
mother  in  Wilmington,  Del. 


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THE     V  I  LLA  NOV  AN 


<S.''M. 


Lehigh,  7;  Villanova,  6 

For  tlie  opening-  game  of  the  '21  baseball 
season  the  varsity  journeyed  to  South  Bethle- 
hem, Pa.,  on  April  6  to  cross  bats  with  the  Le- 
high nine.  Thougli  outhitting  their  opponents 
10  to  8  and  playing  an  equally  brilliant  de- 
fensive game  tlie  Blue  and  White  nine  came 
out  on  the  sliort  end  of  the  7  to  6  score.  Meader, 
who  was  coacli  McGeehan's  choice  for  the  slab 
in  this  contest  was  in  mid-season  form,  and  but 
for  one  disastrous  inning,  the  second,  he  had 
the  l^eliigh  sluggers  at  his  mercy.  In  this  second 
eventful  inning,  Meader  was  unable  to  locate 
the  plate  for  Savaria,  and  passed  him;  Thomp- 
son singled,  putting  Savaria  on  second;  Woik- 
witz  sacrificed,  placing  men  on  second  and  third. 
Meader  seemed  to  tighten  up  and  fanned  Rogers, 
but  Schring  connected  witli  a  fast  one  and  sent 
the  pellet  to  deep  left  centre  for  three  bases, 
sending  Savaria  and  Thompson  across  the  plat- 
ter. The  Blue  and  Wliite  pitcher  then  per- 
mitted Conray  to  connect  for  a  single  scoring 
Schring;  Rote  tlien  went  out,  Meader  to 
O'Donnell.  Although  chalked  up  with  a  defeat 
Meader  lias  great  prospects  of  making  good  on 
the  mound  for  Villanova,  and  with  a  little  more 
experience  and  confidence,  Meader  is  sure  to 
become    a    winning    twirler    in    college    baseball. 

In  the  third  inning  the  varsity  came  back 
strong  and  with  four  hits  including  home  runs 
by  Capt.  Brennan  and  Robinson,  a  two  bagger 
by  ]\Ieader  and  a  single  by  McDonald,  netted 
the  varsity  four  runs  and  drove  Canray  from  the 
mound.  The  eighth  inning'  started  with  the 
sore  tied  at  o  to  5.  Simpson  went  out,  Garnez 
to  O'Donald  and  Savaria  struck  out,  Thompson 
singled  and  Moikwitz  who  had  failed  to  con- 
nect with   Meader's  curves  uj)  to  this  time,  drove 


the  ball  over  the  right  field  wall  for  a  liome  run 
crossing  the  plate  behind  Thompson,  with  what 
proved  to  be  the  winning  run.  The  varsity 
made  a  game  fight  to  tie  the  score  in  the  ninth 
but  fell  short  by  one  run.  O'Brien  walked, 
Meader  sacrificed ;  Robinson  on  liis  third  hit 
in  the  game,  singled  to  right,  scoring  O'Brien. 
With  the  tieing  run  on  the  bases,  Ryan  and 
McDonald  both  anxious  to  come  through  flied 
out  to  Thompson  and  Donovan  respectively'. 
Brennan,  Robinson  and  McDonald,  three 
veterans  where  the  chief  offenders  at  bat,  this 
trio  accounting  for  seven  of  the  ten  hits  made. 
Though  Ryan  and  O'Brien  are  both  charged 
with  one  error,  the  varsity  produced  a  winning 
brand  of  baseball.  The  entire  infield  is  com- 
posed of  new  comers  who  are  playing  their  first 
year  in  college  baseball.  O'Donnell,  at  first 
base,  is  a  sure  fielder  and  seems  to  be  able  to 
hit  -as  well;  Gomez,  a  star  of  last  season's  prep 
nine  is  showing  up  well  at  second,  while  Ryan, 
well  known  on  the  basketball  quintet,  looks  like 
one  of  the  best  shortstops  seen  at  Villanova  in 
some  time;  he  handles  the  spheriod  neatly  and 
has  a  speedy  and  accurate  arm.  Third  base  is 
still  an  open  proposition;  Green,  O'Brien  and 
Gray,  who  are  the  candidates  for  this  position, 
all  seem  on  a  parr  and  a  final  decision  will  be 
difficult.  McDonald  and  Hertzler  will  do  the 
bulk  of  the  catching,  while  Sweeney,  a  veteran 
of  last  year's  nine,  and  Meader,  will  be  called 
upon  to  uphold  the  twirling  end.  O'Brien  will 
probably  get  his  turn  in  the  box  after  the  sea- 
son has  been  under  way.  The  outfield  remains 
intact,  with  Capt.  Brennan,  Robinson  and  Con- 
nolly. This  trio  of  sure  fielders  is  a  heavy  hit- 
ting combination  and  much  is  expected  from 
these   men    during   the   coming  season. 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


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Villanova                              ab  r  h        o  a  e 

Robinson,  c"f    ...4         1  3,      0  0  0 

Ryan,  ss    5  0  12  3  >    1 

McDonald,  c    5         1  2        6  0  0 

Brennan,   If    4         1  2        3  0  0 

Gomez,  2b    3  0  0        3  2  0 

Connelly,  rf   4  0  110  0 

O'Donnell,  lb    4  0  0        9  0  0 

O'Brien,  3b    3  1  0        0  0  1 

Meader,  p    4  2  1        0  4  0 

Totals     3()  6  9      24  9  2 

Lehigh                                    ab  r  h         o  a  e 

Rote,  2b 4  0  0        0  2  0 

Donovan,    ss    4  0  0        3  2  1 

Simpson,    3b    4  0  0        4  1  0 

Savaria,  cf   3  1  0        2  0  1 

Thompson,    rf     4  2  2        3  0  0 

Woikwitz,  If    4  1  1         1  0  0 

Rogers,  lb    4  1  2       10  2  0 

Scbrlng,  c   4  2  1        4  0  0 

Conray,  p   1  0  1        0  0  0 

Lees,  p    2  0  1        0  0  0 

Totals 34  7  8      27  7  2 

Villanova    0    0  4     0  0     0     1  0  1—6 

Lehigh     0    3  0     2  0    0     0  2  x— 7 

Two  base  hits,  Meader,  Lees;  three  base  hit,  Schring; 

home  runs,  Brennan,  Rol)inson,  Woikwitz.  Struck  out 
by  Meader,  5 ;  by  I^ees,  2.  Bases  on  balls  oflF  Meader,  1 ; 
off  Lees,  3. 


Villanova,  4;  Unsinus,  J 

The  home  season  was  opened  on  April  9, 
when  the  Ursinus  nine  from  Collegeville,  Pa., 
invaded  the  Blue  and  Wliite  camp  and  was 
defeated  4-1.  Sid  Sweeney,  true  to  form,  had 
things  much  his  own  way  and  was  never  in 
danger.  Frequently,  loose  playing  by  his  team 
mates  put  him  in  tiglit  places  but  he  quickly 
tightened  up  and  pulled  throngli  scathless.  Con- 
nelly starred  at  the  bat  with  two  triples. 

Villanova                   ;          ab  r  h  o  a!  e 

Robinson,  cf   .......< 3  0  0  0  0  0 

Ryan,  ss   . . . ... ..... 4  1  2  2  1  1 

McDonald,    c     .......... 4  0  17  2  0 

Brennan,  If 3  0  1  2  0  0 

Gomez,  2b    4  1  1  0  1  1 

Connelly,  rf  4  1  2  0  0  0 

O'Donnell,   lb    .............  .4-  0  0  11  00 

Green,  3b    1  0  0  1  1  2 

O'Brien,  3b 1  0  0  0  0  0 

Sweeney,  p 3  1  1  1  fi  0 

♦Hertzler,  p   .,,.......,.  ....p  0  0  0  0  0 

Totals 31         4         8       24       II         4 

*Batted  for  Green  in  (Hh. 


Ursinus                                 ab        r  h        o        a        e 

Faye,   ss 6        0  1         1        3        0 

Moscr,   cf    5        0  1         4        0        0 

Kengle,  2b   4         1  0        0        2        0 

Canan,    3b 8        0  1       "0        2         1 

Swartz,  If  2        0  0         10        0 

Baker,  If  2        0  0        0        0        0 

Gregory,  rf    4        0  2        3        0        0 

Rahn,    lb    4        0  1       II         0        0 

Helfrick,  c    2        0  0        7        0        0 

Shellberger,  p   4        0  1         0        2        0 

Totals    35         1  7      27        9         1 

Villan:)va 0     0     1     1  0     1     1     0     x— 4 

Ursinus    0     0    0     1  0     0     0     0    0—1 

Two  base  hits,  Ryan,  McDonald;  three  base  hits, 
Connelly,  2;  sacrifice  iiits,  Hertnler,  Canan.  Struck  out 
by  Sweeney,  6;  by  Shellberger,  (i.  Double  ])lay,  Ryan  to 
McDonald. 


Princeton,  3;  Villanova,  J 

For  the  tliird  game  of  the  season  the  Varsity 
travelled  to  Princeton  and  although  putting  up 
a  remarkable  game,  were  outclassed  !i-l. 

The  game  was  a  pitcher's  battle  between 
Margetts,  Princeton's  best  iuirler  and  Chick 
Meader,  with  the  former  having  the  edge. 

Villanova  drew  first  blood  in  the  third,  when 
Robinson  walked,  went  to  second  on  Ryan's  sac- 
rifice and  stole  third,  scoring  on  Amby  Brennan's 
single,  tlie  first  liit  of  the  game. 

Princeton  scored  one  in  the  fiftli,  sixth  and 
eighth  innings.  Ryan's  fumble  in  the  fifth  put 
Fisher  on  first.  MacNamara  sacrificed  and 
Fisher  came  home  on  Weiser's  bingle. 

Botting  tripled  in  the  sixtli  and  AlcPhee 
brought  him  in  on   a   neat  single. 

Beig  scored  the  final  run  for  Princeton,  scoring 
off  of  Botting's  and  Margetts'  sacrifices  and  a 
passed  ball. 

McDonald  received  great  applause  in  the  fourth 
when  lie  recovered  Ryan's  poor  throw  beliiiul 
first  base  and  tlirew  to  Gomez  who  caught  Cilrov 
loping  towards  second. 


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THE    VI  LLANO  VAN 


Villanova                                          r  h  o  a  e 

Robinson,  of 10  2  0  0 

Ryan,    ss     0  1  1  1  .  2 

McDonald,  c 0  0  G  1  0 

Brennan,   If   ..0  1  2  0  0 

(ioniez,  2b    0  0  3  3  0 

Connelly,  rf  0  0  10  0 

O'Donnell,   lb    0  0  8  0  0 

O'Britn,  3b    0  0  1  2  0 

Meacler,  p    0  0  0  1  0 

Totals    1  2      24  8  2 

Princeton                                            r  h  o  a  e 

Rotting,  cf   1  2  2  0  0 

McPiiec,  2b    0  1  3  2  1 

Gil  my,   3b    0  0  0  3  0 

Md'vainc,  If    0  0  2  0  0 

Fisber,  c   1  0  6  0  0 

McNainara,   rf    0  0  2  0  0 

Weiscr,   lb    0  1  8  0  0 

Ik'ig,  ss    1  1  3  2  0 

Margetts,  p 0  0  13  1 

Totals    3        5  27  10  2 

Villanova    0     0     1     0  0     0     0  0     0—1 

Princeton    0     0    0     0  1     1     0  1     x— 3 

Three  base  hit,  Hotting;  struck  out  by  Meacler,  5; 
by  Margftts,  4;  bases  on  balls  off  Meacler,  5;  double 
play,  Ryan  to  Gcniez. 


Villanova,  4;  Gtaholic  U«,  t 

The  Strong  Catholic  University  nine  fell  a 
victim  to  tlie  Blue  and  White  combination  here 
Saturday,  April  16.  The  score  was  1-1.  Sid 
Sweeney  was  in  rare  form  on  the  mound  for 
Villanova  and  allowed  but  two  hits,  striking  out 
four  of  the  opposing  batsmen  and  walking  none. 

Big  Bill  Dollard,  liailed  as  the  "no  hit,  no  run" 
pitcher  of  tlie  Southern  aggregation  was  found 
for  a  total  of  nine  hits,  four  of  these  coming  in 
the  sixth  inning  wlien  Villanova  scored  three  runs. 

McDonald,  Gomez  and  Brennan  singled  in 
rapid  succession,  filling  tlie  bases.  Johnny  Con- 
nelly slammed  out  a  clean  three  bagger  and  drove 
in  the  three  runs.  Connely  was  forced  out  at 
home  on  Neville's  grounder. 

Neville's  screaming  line  drive  over  second  base 
was  instrumental  in  scoring  Gomez  in  the  eighth. 

Marty  McDonald  duplicated  the  feat  he  staged 
at  Princeton  by  anticipating  O'Brien's  poor  heave 
on  Denault's  grounder  in  the  third.  Denault, 
thinking  the  throw  liad  gone  wild,  pranced  glee- 
fully down  to  second  base  to  find  Gomez  waiting 
for  liim  with  ball  in  hand. 


Catholic  U.  had  a  man  on  third  base  in  the  fifth 
but  Sweeney  retired  the  side  handily  by  striking 
out  the  next  two  men  up. 

Villanova                                         r  h  o  a  e 

Robinson,  cf   0  0  10  0 

Ryan,  ss   0  1  8  4  0 

McDonald,  c   1  1  3  2  0 

Brennan,  If   1  2  1  0  0 

Connelly,  rf   0  13  0  0 

Gomez,  2b    2  1  3  4  0 

O'Donnell,    lb     0  0  10  0  0 

Neville,  lb    0  1  2  0  0 

O'Brien,  3b    0  2  1  1  2 

Sweeney,  p   0  0  0  4  0 

Totals    4        9      27      15        2 

Catholic  University                        r  h  o  a  e 

Denault,   ss 0  0  2  0  0 

DriscoU,   lb    0  0  11  2  0 

Vail,  If    0  0  1  0  0 

Cowin,  0   0  0  ()  0  0 

Mack,   3b    0  1  0  1  0 

Dunn,  cf  0  0  0  0  1 

Lynch,   rf   0  0  2  0  0 

DoUard,   p    0  0  2  4  0 

Curran,  2b    0  1  0  3  0 

Totals   ■ 0        2      24      10        1 

Villanova   0     0     0    0    0     3    0     1     x— 4 

Catholic    University    0    0     0    0    0     0    0    0    0—0 

Three  base  hit,  Connelly;  sacrifice  hits,  McDonald, 
Sweeney,  Ryan,  Dunn;  strike  outs  by  Sweeney,  4;  by 
Dollard,  5;  bases  on  balls  off  Dollard,  3;  umpire,  Mc- 
Derniott,  Haverford. 


The  remaining  games  to  be  played  according 
to  the  revised  schedule  are  as  follows: 

Princeton  at  Princeton — April  13 

Catholic  University  at   Villanova — yVpril   l(i 

Temple  University  at  Villanova — April  20 

Fordhaui    at   Fordhani— April   23 

Catholic  University  at  Washington — April  27 

Mt.   St.   Mary's   at   Enunitssburg — April   29 

Gettysburg  at  Gettysburg — April  30 

Gettysburg  at   Villanova — May  4 

Penna.   Military   Academy  at   Chester — ^May   11 

Lebanon   A'^alley   at   \Mllanova — May   13 

Lafayette   at   Easton — May   14  V 

Ursinus  at  Collegeville — May   21 

Haverford   at    Villanova — May  25 

Lebanon  Valley  at  Annville — May  28 

Seton  Hall  at  South   Orange — June  1 

St.  Joseph's   at   Villanova — June   4 


THE     V  I  LLANO  VAN 


29 


PLINTBS 


TO  THE   OLD-TIMER 

Things  We  Miss 

Mr.  Banks — How  he  could  shuffle. 

Pop  Duffey— Tlie  tailor. 

Miss  Hallohan — Tlie   matron. 

Pop   Kelley — Reared  at  Villanova. 

"The  Outlaws" — The  boss's  gang. 

The     Nut     and     Bolt     Club— S'matter 

Babies. 
The  Federal   Class — Between  the   acts. 
The  Ham  and  Cookies — Sunday  night. 
Logans'    Ukelele. 
Chucks'    Southern    drawl.  ^  ^^^     ^         v     v^^ 

Things  We  Don't  Miss 

Breakfast,  dinner,  and  supper/ 


Pop's 


VILLANOVA  VAUDEVILLE 

A— "Checkers." 

Featuring  BILL  and  HANK. 
"Every  move  a  scream." 

B — Lea  and  Perrin. 
That  saucy  act. 

C — Senor  Class. 

The  Spanish  tenor. 

D~Delohery,  McClernan  and  Reeves. 
One  act  tragedy  entitled 
"Behind  Barred  Doors." 

E^Tom  Kenny. 

The   inimitable    warbler. 

F — "Cy"  Jennings 
in 

"Bed." 
Every  evening  at  8.30. 


Gump — "There   is   only   one  thing   I   know   of 
tliat's  worse  tlian  raining  cats  and  dogs." 
Gum — "And  that  is — ?" 
Gump — "Hailing  taxicabs." 


Prof.— "What  is  a  plebiscite?" 
Stud. — "Oh,    that's    an    animal    that    lives    on 
somebody  else." 

Prof. — "Is  tliat  so.^     Well,  what  is  a  parasite.^" 
Stud.— "That's    some     one     who     conies     from 

Paris.  ■-'  ■';■■■■;,■■/';.;■■■■■  •/■,.■"-■■■'■:■■' 


30 


THE     V  I  LLAN  0  VAN 


Cronin — "Were  you  very  sick  during  the  flu, 
Rastus?" 

Rastus — "Sick?*say  man  I  was  so  sick  mos' 
ebery  night  ah  look  in  dat  er  casaulity  list  for 
mah   name." 


Beef — "Say  fellow,  gimme  a  drink." 
Clerk — "The  only  way  you  can  get  a  drink  in 
this  town  is  to  be  bitten  by  a  snake." 
Beef— "Quick.     Si  bite  me." 


V.    P. — "You    are    to    be    suspended    for    two 
weeks." 

Fresh. — "I'll  be  dead  if  I  liang  that  long." 


Jack — "Wliat  did  Geraldine  do  after  you  pro- 
posed?" 

Jim — "Oh,  she  siglied  and  then  I  sighed," 
Jack — "Gee,  you  must  liave  had  a  circus." 
Jim — "Oil,  no,  only  a  sighed  show." 
>  

Mickey — "Why  do  you  call  your  girl  post- 
script.''" 

Buck — "For  sliort.  Her  name  is  Adeline 
Moore." 


Those  wishing  to  make  trips  to  baseball  games, 
kindly  make  arrangements  with  George  Harris 
or  Gerald  Fagan. 

Truck  will  leave  Villanova  one  week  in  ad- 
vance of  game.     Fee — One  inner  tube. 


Hobby — "Are  you  a  song  writer.''" 
Kelly — "Sure   thing." 

Robby — "What  did  you  ever  write.''"         ; 
Kelly — "I    wrote    Dardcnella,    but    she    didn't 
answer  my  letter." 


A  PSALM  OF  BASEBALL 

Tell  me  not  in  idle  jingle 
Baseball  is  an   empty   game, 

For  the  lad  that  makes  a  bingle 
Wins  a  place  in  sporting  fame. 

On  the  baseball  field  of  battle, 
In  the  diamond's  dusty  fray. 

We  can  sliow  some  grit  and  mettle 
Wliioh  will  always  save  the  day. 

IJfe  is  real !     Play  is  earnest ! 

Though  the  raving  rooters  roar, 
Sad   they'll  be  when  thou  returnest 

Homeward  with  the  winning  score. 

Lives  of  baseball  stars  remind  us 
We  can  make  a  'rep'  as   well 

And,  departing,  leave  behinds  us 
Such  a   record  as  will  tell. 

Records  that  perhaps  another 

Emulating  Sislcr's   fame 
A  forlorn  and  busli-league  brother, 

Reading — shall   take   heart   again. 

Let  us,  then  be  up  and  doing. 

Be  a  'I'yrus  in  the  strife ! 
Fame  achieving,  flies  pursuing, 

Get  your  face  in  "Sporting  Life." 


Soap-posing? 

'May  I  read  your  Palm,  Olive.''" 
'Not  on  your  Life,  Buoy!" 


Perhaps,  as  Darwin  says,  our  ancestors  were 
apes, — but,  all  of  them  were  educated  in  the 
Ijigher  branches. 


Villanova   Koledge 
Vilinova, 
Pensilvana 
deer  sal, 

you  aint  got  know  idear  how  i  mis  ya,  espicily 
on  sondy  nites.  i  dont  no  know  1  hear  eggsept 
brother  tom,  u  no  he  aint  my  reel  brother  we  jest 
kal  him  that  but  he  is  an  nice  man  an  i  lik  him. 

Ya  aint  rot  2  me  yet  i  hope  ya  aint  got  know 
gi  in  my  place  have  ya.?  don't  belive  i  am  gelious 
cuz  i  aint  ya  no  i  lik  ya  sal  remembur  the  box 
of  kandi  i  brung  to  Ur  hous  1  nite  well  i  aint 
forgot  that  and  i  liope  u  ain.  Ur  ma  hadnt  ot 
never  freget  it  nether,  she  sot  by  the  stov  on  crou- 
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how  is  0r  pop  he  ot  to  be  hear  and  see  thees 
guyes  play  kie  ball  tlieir  aint  no  use  explainen 
its  2  teknicul  fer  ya.  do  u  know  tis  the  werds  i 
us  now  the  teacher  lerned  me  them  u  want  to 
here  sum  o  the  werds  he  sez  o  boy  u  wuldnt 
understan  them  no  weigh. 

well  sal  i  muss  clothes  now  and  say  gud  nite 
dont  ferget  an  rite  me  a  gud  long  letir  lik  this 
I  am  Ur's  till  podunk  becums  a  metra  police 
respectivly  Urs  truly 
hiram. 


p.  s.  ya  had  beter  put  mi  midel  name  on  the 
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Vol.  V  JUNE,  1921  No.  5 


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OUR  PLEDGE  TO  ALMA  MATER 

Nineteen  twenty-one  glad  dost  thou  greet, 
Intertwining,  INIater!  lain'els  gay; 
Now  we  in  turn  as  garlands  at  thy  feet — 
Each  from  his  heart  this  pledge  is  pleased  to  lay : 
To  love  thee  and  to  serve  thee  pledge  we  ever, 
Each  one  of  us,  the  Class  of  Twentv-one, 
Each  one  shall  prove  his  love  by  his  endeavor, 
Nor  cause  thee  grief  nor  be  a  wayward  son. 

Truthfully  we  own  we  owe  thee  all — 

Warm  the  love  thou  gavest;  in  return 

Ever  lean  on  us.    We'll  hear  thy  call. 

Nothing  shalt  thou  want;  oin*  hearts  will  yearn 

To  aid  thee.     Now  we  pledge  allegiance  true, 

Your  joys  our  joys,  your  griefs  our  griefs.    In  care 

Our  souls  responsible  shall  be  one  with  you. 

Now  we  pledge  again  in  earnest  prayer 

Each  man  of  "Twenty-one"  will  do  his  promised  share. 

— Emmet  A.  Flynn,  '21. 


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We,  the  Class  of  i(;2i,  being  lovers  of  classical 
literature,  in  making  this,  our  last  will  and  testa- 
ment, naturally  turn  to  classic  sources  to  express 
our  feelings;  Dickens,  in  "The  Curiosity  Shop," 
seems  to  exi)ress  to  the  letter  our  sentiments : 
"Each  and  all  of  us,  for  the  time  being  out  of  our 
wits,  do  jointly  and  generallly  commit  all  manner 
of  follies ;"  so  we  hereby  dispose  of  the  follow- 
ing, to  all  those  to  whom  we  are  indebted,  and 
we  declare  that  whether  we  are  in  legal  possession 
of  them  or  not,  our  heirs  are  hereby  required, 
under  pain  of  our  displeasure,  to  accept  them  and 
pass  them  on  to  posterity,  so  that  we  may  retire 
from  college  life  with  a  free  and  easy  conscience. 

To  the  faculty  we  leave  ''peace  of  mind,"  some- 
thing they  have  not  had  for  four  years. 

Also  to  the  said  faculty  we  leave  the  obligation 
of  overlooking  our  many  mistakes  and  the  duty 
of  remembering  only  the  good  that  we  have  ac- 
complished. 

To  the  Class  of  1922,  we  bequeath  the  dignity 
of  being  seniors,  of  course,  and  also  the  advice 
that  they  had  better  show  some  "pep'^  or  they  will 
nex'cr  attain  the  distinction  which  is  o'urs.  Also 
the  task  of  obtaining  an  Editor-in-chief  for  the 
X'illanovan,  who  can  compare  with  the  one  whom 
\\  e  su])plicd. 

To  the  class  in  Ethics,  we  leave  a  proper  un- 
derstanding of  the  expression:  "as  such"  also 
the  "hackii^roiiiuf  of  creation." 

'Vo  the  class  in  Religion  and  Church  History  we 
leave  the  warning  to  keep  out  of  the  Professor's 
range  of  vision  when  he  is  distracted. 

To  the  class  in  English,  we  leave  the  advice  to 
remember  that  the  "Duck-biU"  or  "Ornithorhyn- 
cus,"' has  a  bill  like  a  duck. 

To  the  class  in  Sociology,  we  be(|neath  a  vol- 
unu-  enlitled:  "Sei'cn  Short  Sagacious  Sohilioiis 
foi    Socialistic  Sopliisins."' 

To  the  class  in  History  of  Philosophy  and  Na- 
tural Theology  we  leave  the  h()])e  that  they  suc- 
ceed in  having  the  class  conducted  on  the  "Peri- 
patetic" plan. 

W'c  also  lea\e  the  classes  in  Electric  Railways 
li)|s  of  "current  jokes,"  and  "shocking  express- 
ion^." 

I  )ynaniic  Lab.  and  Power  Plant,  the  same  old 
pile  of  assorted  wires  and  7chatC7'cr  motors  and 
f/cncrators  we  have  not  dismantled  or  rendered 
useless. 

The    Electrical    Engineers    j(jy fully    leave    the 


The  Civil  Engineers  leave  the  record  for  hav- 
ing been  the  "most  unfortunate  class''  to  have  had 
the  honor  of  graduating  from  Villanova. 

Johnnie  Crawford  leaves  his  sunny  disposition 
and  an  enviable  record  in  the  Department  of 
Mathematics.  He  takes  his  rotundity  with  him, 
however. 

"Doc"  Touey  leaves  a  well-worn  seat  in  the 
bleachers,  and  a  tall  silk  hat  which  served  to 
transform  him  on  several  occasions. 

"Whip"  Kenney  leaves  the  golf  links  and  a  list 
of  dumfounding  questions  for  Ethical  students ; 
also  a  "line"  baited  for  professors  who  unexpect- 
edly caW  on  him. 

"Mike"  Flynn  leaves  the  well  ea;rned  distinc- 
tion of  being  the  class  poet;  also  a  much  despised 
seat  in  the  front  row  of  Dr.  Tourscher's  class. 

"Frankie"  McManus  leaves  us  still  in  a  state  of 
wonderment  as  to  just  where  this  Locust  Gap 
place  is  anyhow. 

Eep  Delohery  leaves  a  set  of  kitchen  utensils, 
a  toaster,  and  a  bread  box  for  the  use  of  those 
who  are  in  the  habit  of  sleeping  "over;"  also  a 
marvelous  collection  of  neckties.  ' 

"Robby"  leaves  the  buiklings  as  usual,  a  carpet 
badly  worn  from  pacing  back  and  forth,  and  a 
much-used  set  of  "back-numbers"  of  Roofs  and 
Bridges  exams. 

"Larry"  Braham  leaves  the  telephone  operators 
in  a  happier  frame  of  mind,  and  a  bevy  of  pretty 
girls.  He  leaves  the  advice,  "Treat  them  nice," 
they  like  to  be  "treated."  Also  someone  lonely 
at  Villa  Maria. 

"Amby"  Brennan  leaves  a  gap  in  the  batting 
order,  a  record  for  conscientious  work,  and  many 
happy  memories. 

"Al"  Kane  leaves  the  Villanovan  without  an 
Athletic  Editor  and  a  none-too  effective  alarm 
clock. 

"Fe"  Maguire,  ])roduct  of  the  town  of  Mlla- 
nova,  leaves  us  with  a  good  impression  of  local 
talent. 

"Johnnie"  Maguire  leaves  the  Glee  Club  with- 
out an  Al  Jolson,  and  one  white  enameled  mirror, 
badly  cracked.  This  mirror  is  donated  to  the  oc- 
cupants of  the  second  corridor,  who  have  regard- 
ed it  as  common  projjerty  anyway. 

And  we  all  leave  a  royal  bunch  of  good  fel- 
lows, a  zealous  faculty  and  our  best  wishes  t) 
future  \^illanova. 

Having  disposed  of  all  these  things  which  we 
cannot  carry  into  our  future  life,  we  also  desire 


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THE     VILLA  NO  VAN 


to  leave  in  a  lump  sum  our  faults  and  failings  to 
be  f  orgotton  generously  by  all. 

We  hereby  constitute  and  appoint  Mr.  Carl  T. 
Humphrey,  Dean  of  the  School  of  Technology, 
as  executor  of  this,  our  last  will  and  testament, 


hereby  revoking  all  former  wills  by  us  made  and 
confirming  this  and  no  other  to  be  our  last  will 
and  testament. 

Given  this  day,  June  9,  1921,  at  V'illanova,  F'a. 
■  (Signed)     THE  CLASS  OF  i92i. 


WORDS 

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DEEDS 

How  many  heatts  aire  broken! 

Remember  man  must  die, 

How  many  lives  made  sad 

He  cannot  live  forever; 

Jtjst  by  a  few  words  spoken — 

Beneath  the  sod  you*ll  lie — 

Just  by  the  jest  of  a  cad ! 

These  earthly  ties  must  sever* 

How  many  hearts  are  gratef «I ! 

Today  is  yours  to  use, 

How  many  men  rejoice 

Tomorrow  ne*er  may  come; 

And  pain  is  made  forgetful 

This  day  do  not  abuse — 

At  the  sound  of  a  friendly  voice! 

You're  judged  as  you  have  done. 

Then,  let  yo«r  words  be  always  free 

Lead  upright  lives  of  purest  ray; 

From  any  strain  of  jealousy — 

Scatter,  like  seed,  good  deeds  abroad. 

Always  good,  enheartening,  fair, 

That  thus  upon  your  latest  day 

Hope,  Joy,  Peace  abiding  there. 

You  may  with  courage  face  the  Lord ; 

Knowing  that  fruit  of  your  good  deeds — 

With  Hope  that  cheers  a  toiling  race 

Rich  growth  of  seeds  sown  o'er  the  grounds — 

Let  Joy  as  partner  step  apace ; 

Suppresses  all  the  worthless  weeds 

Let  Peace  both  Hope  and  Joy  enthrall, 

And  with  celestial   bliss   redounds. 

And  Charity  reign  queen  of  all. 

— Leo  A.  Hart. 

THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


QlkBJB  PropliPrg 


THE   INTERNATIONAL   ELECTRICAL  SYNDICATE 

Alfred  F.  Kane,  President 
121  Wall  St. 

NEW   YORK  CITY 


May  22,  1946. 

\'ery  Rev.  Dr.  John  H.  Crawford,  M.  S.  O.  S.  A, 
Dean  of  the  School  of  Technology, 
X'illanova  University. 

Rev.  and  dear  Father : — In  reply  to  your  recent 
letter,  it  is  with  great  pleasure  that  I  accept  your 
cordial  invitation  to  address  the  class  of  1946  at 
the  coming  commencement  exercises  on  June  9. 
This  date,  dear  father,  perhaps  unforeseen  by 
you,  will  be  exactly  twenty-live  years  since  the 
day  that  you  and  I  and  the  other  members  of  our 
class  received  their  laurel  from  dear  old  Alma 
Mater.  Although  I  have  frequently  met  members 
of  our  class  on  the  annual  alumni  day,  yet  owing 
to  the  fact  that  we  have  scattered  over  the  globe 
we  were  never  able  to  reunite  "en  masse,"  as  I 
would  like  to  have  us  do.  It  was  with  a  view  to 
this  that  I  communicated  with  all  the  members 
of  our  class  and  I  have  received  encouraging 
replies  from  all  except  Doctor  Touey,  who,  as 
you  know,  is  now  Assistant  General  of  your  order 
in  Rome.  ■:■■,-■■,■  ■«■■■■  ■■;■?■'. ■.,^' 

Frank  McManus,  the  ])resident  of  the  Phila- 
delphia National  Bank,  is  so  enthused  over  the 
coming  reunion  that  he  declares  he  will  announce 
his  gift  of  a  new  library  building  to  the  Law 
School.  This  will  be  good  news  to  you,  I  know, 
but  keep  it  under  your  biretta. 

Father  Kenny  answered  my  letter  in  person, 
having  accepted  an  invitation  to  dinner  at  my 
home  last  evening.  Do  you  know,  father,  he  has 
aged  considerably?  I  sup])ose  that  is  due  to  his 
onerous  duties  connected  with  the  erection  of  his 
beautiful  new  church  in  the  Bronx.  Outside  of 
an  occasional  game  of  golf.  Father  Kenny's  only 
diversion  seems  to  be  visiting  the  I'olo  grounds 
to  see  Manager  Frank  Rol)inson  ])ilot  the  cham- 
])ion  White  Sox  to  another  pennant. 

U.  S.  Senator  John  Maguire  is  very  enthusi- 
astic over  the  ])roposed  reunion.  I  supjiose  you 
have  been  reading  up  with  interest  his  recent  bill 
for  the  construction  of  a  new  bridge  from  New- 
foundland to  Ireland.     The  plans  of  this  gigantic 


thoroughfare  have  been  drawn  up  in  detail  by 
"Ambie''  Brennan,  and  he  himself  appeared  in 
Congress  to  urge  the  project. 

One  of  our  members  from  whom  neither  of  us 
has  had  communication  for  some  time  recently 
dropped  in  at  my  office  shortly  after  returning 
from  his  tour  of  the  Far  East.    / 

Do  you  know,  father,  Leo  Delohery  has  prob- 
ably been  the  most  fortunate  of  us  all  ?  As  you 
know,  he  amassed  a  fortune  shortly  after  gradua- 
tion by  his  discovery  of  "Deloherium,"  an  inex- 
pensive and  effective  substitute  for  radium.  Since 
that  time  he  has  traveled  to  the  far-famed  places 
of  interest  which  you  and  I  still  hope  to  see. 

Felix  Maguire,  although  laboring  in  the  in- 
terior of  China  on  the  erection  of  the  Empire 
Electric  Railway,  will  nevertheless  be  with  us  on 
June  9.  FeHx  intends  to  av.'ate  here  in  his  new 
"Locomozip."  '  .■    r, . ;:-■■:/ ;r  r::/'  ■\i,:-::y--i.  :■■:■■;-■  ■'']:y:',:.^^ 

You  cannot  imagine  the  sur})risc  I  received  on 
Sunday  last !  Mrs.  Kane  and  I  were  enjoying 
a  week-end  at  Atlantic  City.  We  were  staying  at 
the  "New  Victoria,"  of  which  Mr.  Larry  Brahan 
is  consulting  engineer  and  architect,  and  as  luck 
would  have  it,  Larry  was  arranging  with  the 
owner  for  extensive  improvements.  Larry  and 
I  strolled  over  to  St.  Nicholas  rectory  to  pay  a 
visit  to  Father  Flynn,  who  had  tp  interrupt  his 
afternoon  nap  (but  he  didn't  mind  that).  Me 
presented  both  of  us  with  copies  of  his  latest  book 
of  poems,  "Practical  Problems  Poetically  Pro- 
pounded." 

Well,  father,  this  letter  seems  to  be  like  a  re- 
view of  our  class,  ])ut  nevertheless  its  main  pur- 
pose'^is  to  ask  your  kind  ])ermission  to  hold  our 
reunion  at  Alma  Mater  on  Commencement  Day. 

I  wish  you  would  appoint  yourself  the  "com- 
mittee of  cme"  in  charge  and  forward  all  expense 
to  me. 

Hoping  to  see  you  and  all  the  members  of  '21 
on  that  day, 'I  remain, 

Sincerely  yours, 

AlPki^d  F.  Kank. 


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\  vv\   l\c\     I  )r    Inhii  1 1    C"i;i\\  tdtd.  M .  S.  (  >.  S.    \ 
hc'iiidl  tlu   StIiDdloi  Tcrlin(|l()m_\ , 
\  ill;in(i\a   I  'iii\  cr^ilx . 

I\(.\ .  and  (Kmi"  l'".illKr.  Inu])!}  lo  \  our  uTriii 
klKT,  it  is  with  L^rcal  i)U'asui\'  tlial  I  ai'cipt  \  niw 
cordial  iiuitalion  to  address  ilic  idas^  ot'  |(^|'l  al 
llu;  riiiiui)!^;  coiiiDU'iu'cnu'iit  rxiMaMsr^  n]\  Iniic  w. 
'Idiis  datr,  dear  tallicr,  ])ei-liai)s  uut'orcsccn  1)\ 
you.  will  !)(,'  i'\artl\  iwvnU'  li\  e  \a'ars  since  llic 
day  thai  y()U  ;il)d  1  aiul  tlic  otlicr  nicmbcrs  of  our 
class  rccciwcl  ilu'ir  lanrcT  tVoni  dear  old  Alma 
Mater.  .Mtliouyli  1  have  t'reijueutK'  met  menil)cr> 
ot  our  class  (in  the  annual  alumni  da\',  \ct  owiny 
to  the  lait  that  we  lia\e  scattered  oxer  the  ^lohe 
we  were  mwer  ahU'  td  reunite  '"en  nia>s.',"'  as  1 
would  like  to  ha\(.'  Us  do.  It  w:as  with  a  \icw  to 
ihi'^  that  I  commum\-al(.(l  with  all  the  memhei-s 
ot  our  class  and  1  lia\c  nnx'ived  encouraging 
I'cplics  I  rom  all  except  I  )octor  Touiw,  who,  a- 
\ou  know,  is  now  Assistant  ( '.eiU'ral  ot  vnuv  order 
in    Konu'. 

\-\-A\A  Mc.Mauus,  ilir  pi-esiilcut  ot"  die  I'hila- 
del])hia  .National  llank,  is  xi  enthusMl  o\er  ihi' 
I'oiniiiL;"  i-euuion  that  he  declares  h^  will  ;inn(nnice 
his  oii'i  (if  ;i  lu'w  lilirar\  huildin^  to  the  Law 
."■school.  Mils  will  lir  m(,,m|  lU'Ws  Id  \(iu,  I  know, 
hut    keep   it    under   \iiur   hirelta. 

I'ather  Keiinx  ;ins\\crc(l  nu  Klter  in  person, 
liaxniL^  acci'pted  an  iii\itali(in  to  <liniicr  at  ni\ 
home  last  cweiiMiL;.  I'n  \  on  know,  I'ather,  he  has 
a,!4('(l  considei\ality  :  i  suppose  ili;ii  j^  dm.  •,,,  pj- 
onerous  duties  coiinci  ted  with  tlu  ercctio]]  nl'  h:s 
heanlilul  new  church  in  the  llroiix.  ('utsidr  di" 
an  occasional  i^ame  ol  ^olt',  I'alher  Kemn's  unh 
diversion  sc^'iiis  id  he  visiiin^  the  1 'old  L'rounds 
to  sec  ManaL^er  krank  Ivohiiisdii  pilot,  ihe  cliam 
]iion   W  Inie  Siex  to  aiiiitlier  pennant, 

I  .  S,  Senator  |olni  .\lai;uire  is  \er\  eiithusi- 
asiie  d\c'r  tlu'  iiroposed  reiiuion,  I  sup])ose  \(in 
ha\e  heeii  i-e;iilin<4  up  with  interest  his  fec-ent  hill 
lor  the  const  ruction  ol  a  new  hrid^e  I'rom  .\\w- 
loundland  to   Ireland.      Tlu'  plans  d  |"  tin's  oj^.-miii 


llioi  oiii^li  tau  lia\(.  heeii  di.iwn  up  in  detail  h\ 
"XuiIik""  jhciinan,  and  lu'  Inuisell'  apiK'areil  in 
C'oni^ress  to  uriije  the  piojecl. 

(  )ne  ol   our  nuinheis   Mom  wlioni  neither  ol   u^ 
h.i^    had    coininunicalion    hn     sdiue    lime    ru"entl\ 
dropped    in   al    m\    ollice    slioilK    altii     letuiiniin 
from  his  tour  of  the  Kar  Kast.  .'-..■ 

I  )o  \()U  know,  lather,  Leo  I  )eloIu'iw  has  pi'oh- 
alil\  hecu  the  uiost  fortunate  of  us  all?  .\s  \ou.' 
know  .  he  amassi'd  a  tortune  shortU  after  j^radua- 
tion  hy  his  discovery  of  "Deloherium,"  an  ine.\- 
|)ensi\e  and  elieetj\  e  stlhslilule  for  radium.  Situ-e 
that  time  he  h;is  traveled  to  the  far-famed  places 
ol   interest   which  xou  and   I   still  hope  to  see. 

I'eli.x    .Maijirire.    although    lal)oriu<^-    in    the    in- 
terior  ol    (.diina    on    'lu'    erectrou    of   tln'    hanpire 
l'"Kctrit-    kailwax,   will   luwertheless  he  with  us  on 
June  </,      l'eli.\   intends  to  a\'  ate  lie'.a'  in  his  new 
"  I ,( ici  niK  )zi| ).'" 

\  on  cannot  intaj^ine  the  stu'iiri<e  !  i-eeei\i.'(l  on 
Snnda_\  last  I  .Mi-.s.  Kane  and  1  waa'c  enjovini; 
a  week  end  at  .\tlantic  C'ily.  We  wiax'  s|a\in,i.;  at 
the  ".\ew  \  ictoria."  ot  which  .\li'.  Larr\-  lirahan 
is  consultiui^  ei'i,;ineer  and  architect,  and  as  link 
would  ha\e  it,  l.anw  was  arran^iuL;  with  the 
owner  lor  ex!eiisi\e  ini]  )ro\  tanei't's  Laiaw  ami 
i  siiiilled  o\-er  lo  .'~^'.  .\iidiolas  re.Moiw  t(.  |ia\  a 
visit  to  h'allur  Idynn.  who  hail  to  interrupt  his 
a  llenioon  nap  i  hut  he  didn't  mind  that  ) .  I  h 
presented  liolli  ol  Us  w  uli  copies  of  his  latest  hook 
of    ]iin'ms,    'd'ractical     i'rehlems     I'oeiic.ilK     I 'ro- 

I  11  Uindeil." 

Well,    f.atlier,    this   letter    seenis    id    he   like   a    re- 
view   di    dur  cl;isv,  jitit    luwerlhelcs-   its  ni.nn   pur 
|idse   is   Id  :|sk    xdur   kind    peiniissidii    id   IkiM   din 
reuiiidii  al     \lin;i    .Mater  du  ("onnrienccnieiit    I  )a\ 

I  wish  \ou  w(!ul(|  .-ippoiiM  Miursili'  ihe  "conn 
ii'illee  oi  diie  "  in  eliar;_;e  and  fi  u  w  ii'd  all  c.\pen  -c 
t(  >  me. 

!lo|iinL',  lo  see  \ou  .md  ail  ihe  nieinhers  iti  'j  i 
on   dial   da\  ,    I    remain. 

SmeereK    \  ours. 

Ai.r i-;i:n  \- .  K  \.\r.. 


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Francis  George  Braham — B.  S.  in  C.  E, 

"Larry."' 

"Oh,  sleep,  it  is  a  gentle  thing, 
Helovcd  from  pole  to  pole!'' 

And  Larry  is  not  the  least  of  these  lovers  of 
f^entle  sleep,  the  soother  of  all  worries.  When 
things  went  wrong  with  Larry  (and  Larry  took  a 
lot  of  hmnps  during  his  career),  it  was  his  wont 
to  toss  himself  upon  his  downy  couch,  as  the  poets 
might  say,  and  dream  sweet  dreams  of  home  and 
things  like  that.  There  is  no  denying  it  may  be 
possible  to  dream  about  your  home  town,  even 
when  that  means  Hoosick  Falls,  N.  Y. 

iUit  Hoosic  Falls  is  far  away  from  Villa- 
nova,  and  with  this  objection  removed  or  blurred 
over,  vve  find  Larry's  name  carried  proiiiinently 
in  the  various  Blue  Books  and  Social  Registeirs 
of  Alain  Line  towiis  and  neig-hboring  institutions. 

Larry  is  an  earnest  believer  in  the  sayitig, 
"Work  when  you  work,  and  play  when  you  play," 
and  whether  he  be  treading-  with  light  steps  and 
ill -concealed  enjoyment  upon  the  waxed  floor  at 
the  throne  of  Terpsichore,  attending  The 
Dansant,  tising  political  influences  for  someone  or 
other,  or  managing  a  basketball  team,  Larry  was 
"heart  and  soul"  in  his  endeavors. 

1  limself  a  protege  of  a  fellow-townsman  in  his 
iM-eshman  year,  Larry  had  many  proteges  of  his 
own  and  was  always  a  good  "booster." 

As  manager  of  the  first  Varsity  Basketball  team 
to  rej)resent  X'illanova  in  college  circles,  he  did 
wonders  in  the  managerial  line  and  contributed  . 
greatly  toward  the  continuance  of  basketball  as  a 
major  sport  here. 

And,  oh,  yes — he  was  also  a  capable  student, 
but  he  claimed  no  ability  as  a  singer.  We  refrain 
from  mentioning  his  army  career.  Suffice  it  to 
^ay  that  we  expect  him  to  write  a  book  some  day, 
entitled  "My  Fourteen  Hours  in  the  Army." 

W'c  have  little  doubt,  however,  that  Larry  will 
run  a  good  race  in  the  world's  broad  field  of 
strife,  now  that  he  is  to  step  from  dear  old  Villa- 
nova  and  go  forth  into  the  field  of  Engineering 
accomplishments. 

(lood  luck  to  you.  i.arry,  is  our  truest  wish, 
anrl  may  the  memories  of  our  days  together  al 
X'illanova  be  always  pleasant  .and  inspiring. 


Francis  Bernard  Touey,  A.  B. 
"Doc." 

"For  he  would  fain  have  all  things  glad, 
All  lives  happy,  all  things  right." 

— Ryan. 

One  sunny  afternoon  during  the  latter  part  of 
our  Freshman  year  a  yoving  man  strolled  into 
Villanova  from  St.  Joseph's  College  and  intro- 
duced himself  as  Frank  Touey.  Being  of  a  genial 
disposition,  he  was  anxious  to  greet  his  fellow- 
students  as  cheerfully  as  he  could,  but  since  he 
was  unfamiliar  with  our  names  during  his  early 
days  here,  he  adopted  the  name  "Doc"  for  all 
whose  true  cognomen  he  did  not  know.  But  this 
name,  instead  of  sticking  to  any  of  the  rest  of  the 
class,  returned  whence  it  came,  and  Frank  has 
always  been  called  "Doc.'*  I  have  said  that  "Doc" 
is  of  a  genial  disposition ;  and  there  is  another 
quality  which  often  accompanies  geniality,  and 
"Doc"  possesses  that,  too.  I  mean  corpulency. 
Yes,  "Doc"  is  fat,  and,  strange  to  say,  he  admits 
it-— something  most  fat  men  refuse  to  do. 

"Doc"  arrived  in  the  spring,  and  at  his  first 
opportunity  he  betook  himself  to  the  campus  to 
witness  the  'Varsity  perform.  He  is  an  enthusi- 
astic fan  and  likes  nothing  better  than  a  good 
baseball  game.  So  fond  is  he  of  our  national 
sport  that  he  has  developed  a  language,  all  his 
own,  in  which  he  expresses  many  a  clever 
thought.  When  someone  "cracks  a  bum  joke"  it 
is  no  rare  thing  to  hear  "Doc"  say :  "Take  your 
l^ase.'' 

While  "Doc"  likes  baseball  immensely,  there  are 
some  things  he  does  not  like,  chief  among  which 
is  a  rainy  day.  When  "Doc"  jumps  (  ?)  out  of 
bed  in  the  morning  and  sees  that  the  sky  is 
cloudy,  he  feels  like  returning  to  the  blankets 
until  the  sun  comes  out.  But  even  when  it  rains 
"Doc"  does  his  best  to  cheer  us. 

W^e  rejoice  with  Frank  at  the  completion  of 
four  years  of  .studious  endeavor,  but  we  cannot 
keep  down  a  feeling  of  regret  at  parting  with  a 
chum  whose  smile  is  sunshine.  Frank  is  a  true 
friend  and  a  real  man,  and  we  know  that  the 
conu'ng  years  will  bring  good  tidings  of  his  suc- 
cess, wherexer  his  labors  mav  take  him. 


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THE     V  ILLAN  O'V  AN 


Joseph  Leo  Brennan — B.  S.  in  C.  E. 

'  -       '■      "Amby.':     ; 

— "TTe   had    the  elements 
So  mix'd  in  him,  that  Nature  might  stand  up 
And  say  to  all  the  world:  'This  was  a  man.'" 

Born  and  reared  at  Pleasant  Mount,  Wayne 
County,  l^a.,  Amby  came  to  Villanova  a  happy, 
carefree  youth,  with  a  propensity  for  mathematics 
and  athletics.  Amby  finished  fourth  Prep  at 
Villanova  and  waded  into  Engineering  undaunted. 
The  trials  and  tribulations  of  Freshman  Mechanics 
and  the  '^mknowns"  in  the  Chemical  Lab,  were 
but  little  things  in  his  life,  and  the  end  of  his 
vSophomore  year  found  him  still  "smiling  through." 
During  these  years  he  had  been  having  great 
success  at  football,  basketball  and  baseball.  Ten- 
nis was  also  one  of  his  diversions. 

Then  came  a  break,  occasioned  by  the  late  war. 
"Po[)"  went  to  Plattsburg  and  won  the  coveted 
commission.  But  his  career  as  Lieutenant  Bren- 
nan was  brief  and  marked  by  a  three  months' 
siege  in  a  hospital  in  New  York,  where  he  fOught 
a  grim  battle  for  life  against  the  dreaded  pneu- 
monia. He  won  the  battle,  but  before  he  could 
return  to  active  service  the  war  was  "called  ofif." 

y\fter  a  lapse  of  a  year,  Amby  returned  to  Villa- 
nova, still  shaken  in  health,  but  able  to  continue 
his  pursuits  in  Engineering  work,  and  able  also 
to  "carry  on"  as  Captain  of  the  baseljall  team. 

If  there  be  a  misogynist  in  the  Class  of  1921, 
then  Amby  is  "it."    But,  why  dwell  on  that? 

lie  never  shirked  a  duty,  he  never  missed  a 
formation  and  he  was  a  "shining  example"  of  a 
loyal  Villanova  man. 

Tt  was  not  his  heavy  slugging  on  the  baseball 
team,  but  rather  a  combination  of  strong  moral 
character,  studiousness  at  the  proper  time  and 
general  all-around  good-fellowship,  that  made 
Amby  Brennan  the  logical  choice  of  his  fellow- 
students  in  the  vote  for  the  honor  of  being  the 
"best  man  in  the  College." 

John  Joseph  Maguire — M.  S,  in  C»  E, 

"Johnnie" 
"Is   there  any  new   business?" 

Jt  is  John's  unfortunate  fate  to  be  looked  down 
upon  by  many  of  his  fellowmcn^ — Ijut  he  has  re- 
ceived also  from  fate,  the  envial)le  gift  of  being 
able  to  compel  those  who  look  down  upon  him. 
to  look  up  at  him.  No,  he  isn't  a  juig.  Tho' 
"Johnnie"  is  only  shoulder  high,  he  is  one  man 


who  is  succeeding  in  his  main  ambiition. Since  • 
coming  to  Villanova.  John  has  been  president, 
of  every  major  student  org'anization  of  the 
school,  the  Athletic  Association,  the  Thi  Ka])p'i 
I'i,  the  American  Asscx'iation  of  hLngineers — 
everything-  except  the  ct)llegc  itself.  In  any 
assembly  of  students,  it  is  'his  inherent  trait  to 
gravitate  toward  the  chair,  and  if  a  new  club 
or  somethin'  is  organized,  he  is  nominated, 
seconded  and^  elected  president  as  a  matter  of 
course.  Besides  these  various  presidencies, 
he  has  been  manager  of  the  varsity  base- 
ball for  a  season,  E(litor-in-Chief  of  the  X'illa- 
novan,  first  instructor  to  the  Informal  Dancing 
Class  that  convenes  on  the  second  floor — "Col- 
lege Side ;"  has  many  times  during-  Lent,  led 
the  choi'r,  and  Tthink  was  once  elected  ifonor- 
ary  Mayor  of  Consho'luocken  (his  ticket  was 
tree  telephone  service). 

"Johmiy"  resides  on  a  corridor  of  ;/uy/2/ingales, 
which  alone  would  make  him  a  vocalist.  Despite 
the  close  competition,  he  will  admit  that  he  has 
the  sweetest  note  of  all.  As  Verdant  (jreen  in 
our  recent  Musical  Comedy,  he  has  demonstrated 
his  ability  as  a  comedian  to  everyone.  It  would  be 
awakening  a  corpse,  perhaps,  to  say  that  Johnny 
was  in  the  awkward  squad  during  the  military 
regime  here — as  a  matter  of  fact,  I  can't  say  that 
he  was — or  wasn't. 

The  greatest  compliments  of  all  come  unbidden. 
Said  a  certain  young  lady  to  J.  M.  (this  was 
overheard) — "Oh,  Mr.  Maguire,  how  do  you  find 
it  possible  to  parti(_i])ate  in  so  many  college  acti\i- 
ties,  when  I  am  sure  that  Mr.  Leyendccker  must 
demand  much  of  your  time  in  jjosing  for  his  .\r- 
row  Collar  ads?" 

"Eh— wdio,  what—" 

"Oh,  excuse  me  for  mentioning  it,  Mr.  Bride 
asked  me  not  to  tell." 

"Oh,  that's  all  right." 

'I'he  freshman  must  feel  something  like  Alex- 
ander, who  wept  over  his  father's  xictorics,  for 
no  matter  where  one  goes  to  impress  on  someone 
the  fact  that  (Mie  comes  from  N'illanova,  the  lirst 
thing  to  her  is,  "()h,  arc  \o\\  from  \  illanova? 
Do  you  know  Johnny  Maguire?" 

Tell  Its,  John,  did  you  leave  any  liclds  for  its 
to  conquor? 

We  almost  forgot  to  say  that  Johnnie  hails 
from  Newport,  Rhode  Island,  but  he  ])r()bably 
would  have  reminded  us  of  that  anyway. 

May  the  loyalty  you  have  shown  to  \'illan()\a. 
John,  be  manifested  in  your  future  career  and 
may  it  carry  you  on  to  well-earned  sticcess  is  tho 
earnest  wish  of  the  Class  of  Twenlv-nne. 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


John  Haldane  Crawfotd,  A.  B. 

•:.;;o;i; ''Johnny."     "Jack." 

"He  wears  the  rose  of  youth  upon  his  check." 

— Shakespeare. 

Villanova  College  has  always  striven  to  render 
her  graduates  a  credit  to  Catholic  Education. 
During  her  glorious  history  there  have  been  few 
instances  more  worthy  of  her  endeavors  than  the 
satisfaction  obtained  in  graduating  John  Craw- 
ford. Johnny  hails  from  Lawrence,  the  land  of 
the  Spicket  Valley — where  there  can  be  found 
many  wonderful  attractions,  and  even  curiosities. 
( )f  course,  the  birthplace  of  a  great  man  does  not 
add  honor  to  his  name^  but  rather  brightens  the 
reflection  of  nobility  of  his  character.  But,  re- 
gardless of  this  affliction,  there  are  several  charm- 
ing features  about  Johnny  that  merit  our  admira- 
tion. 

Since  first  his  bright,  ruddy  face  smiled  in  the 
classroom  we  have  found  him  a  jovial,  loyal,  hon- 
est companion  and  a  sincere  student.  There  seems 
to  be  no  end  to  the  variety  of  his  talents,  although 
mathematics  has  been  his  "hobby" — with  the  re- 
sult that  he  has  figured  us  all  out  and  knows  every 
man's  number — to  the  fortieth  decimal  place. 
It  would  be  no  exaggeration  to  say  that  Johnny 
has  been  light  of  the  class  in  all  questions  per- 
taining to  the  classics.  Many  a  time  when  the 
"horse  thief s"  had  done  their  worst — we  were 
supported  by  the  loyalty  of  Johnny,  who  always 
bothered  with  such  trifles  as  parsing  and  sentence 
construction  and  minute  particulars,  as  dates, 
localities  and  middle  names. 

A  sound  body  and  a  sound  mind  make  the 
whole  man  solid.  If  this  is  true,  Johnny  should 
be  an  "iron  man."  Athletics  have  been  an  attrac- 
tion for  him.  To  be  sure,  he  is  not  the  last  to 
arrive  on  the  ball  field  and  never  the  first  to  leave 
it.  'Po  sum  up  the  character  of  John,  it  seems  his 
golden  rule  of  life  is,  "Virtue  stands  in  the  mid- 
dle," l)ut  he  carries  the  point  a  step  farther,  and, 
wnth  him,  virtue  runs  in  the  middle,  because  he  is 
continually  ex})anding  mentally  and  corporeally. 

The  time  has  come  when  the  classmates  of  '21 
must  depart  from  the  scenes  and  companions  of 
many  happy  days.  The  members  of  the  gradu- 
ating class  feel  proud  of  their  "Johnny,"  not  mere- 
ly because  of  his  excellent  talents  and  upright 
character,  but  especially  because  his  years  of  man- 
bood  in  the  future  shall  reflect  the  successful  issue 
of  \'illanova's  hopes  and  triumphs. 

Alfred  Ferdinand  Kane — B.  S.  in  E,  E. 

"Al" 

"Would  1   were  steadfast  as  thou  art." 

Tn  tbc  Bronx  of  New  York  City,  where  the 
Broadway  subway  comes  up  for  air  and  becomes 


the  "L,"  Al  Kane  was  born.  .  He  still  claims  New 
York  as  his  home,  although  he  has  done  some  ex- 
tensive traveling  during  his  young  career.  Al 
was  at  Niagara  University  for  a  while,  but  the 
Classics  didn't  give  him  a  chance  to  expand,  so 
he  drifted  into  Engineering  and  Villanova.  Alf 
also  "did  time"  at  Plattsburg  for  a  while,  and 
not  so  long  ago  he  took  Horace  Greeley's  advice 
and  went  West  for  a  spell.  ' 

Al  is  well  versed  in  Athletics  and  did  a  Credit- 
able job  as  Athletic  Editor  on  the  staff  of  the 
Villanovan  for  the  last  three  years. 

He  performed  one  season  in  the  outfield  for 
the  Varsity  baseball  team,  and  also  pitched  an  oc- 
casional game  for  Pickett's  Fifth  Warders. 

As  a  student  Al  was  "there."  Things  just 
seemed  to  come  his  way,  and  he  found  little  diffi- 
culty wading  through  the  A.  C.'s  and  D.  C.'s  and 
none  at  all  wading  through  the  E.  C.'s  at  break- 
fast, when  his  alarm  clock  did  manag'e  to  stir  him 
up  once  or  twice  a  week.  N'ot  that  we  mean  to 
say  that  Al  slept  all  morning.  No!  Sometimes  he 
slept  in  the  afternoons  and  occasionally  at  night. 
Besides  his  long  distance  traveling,  Al  also  did 
some  local  touring  and  he  never  seemed  to  be  at 
loss  for  a  partner  in  the  various  social  events.; 

To  Al  was  given  the  honor  of  being  selected 
President  of  the  Class  of  '21,  a  well  deserved 
distinction,  and  he  served  one  terni  as  president 
of  the  Athletic  Association.  ^^^^A^  :   ^; 

Now  that  we  are  about  to  sever  our  college 
ties,  we  extend  to  genial,  keen-witted  Al  our 
heartiest  congratulations  for  his  unusual  success 
at  Engineering  and  we  wish  him  health,  happiness 
and  prosperity  and  cherish  the  hope  that  success: 
may  crown  his  every  venture  in  the  great  big 
world  outside  the  classrooms  of  dear  old  Villa- 
nova. ^./.'''v:::;--:/^  :'  ■,.  ■^:'■^v;■'  ■■-■■::^';.., 

Qwnelios  Leo  Delohery — Ph.  B* 

■      "Del."    "Leo."    '''\-\-: y■^''--■■'^-^■^■■'. 

"He  better  plans,  who  things,  not  words,  attends. 
And  turns  his  studious  hours  to  active  ends." 

This  debonair  youth  with  rosy  cheeks  and  curly 
hair  is  a  product  of  Danbury,  Connecticut,  where 
"most  of  our  hats"  are  made.  Leo  came  to  Villa- 
nova from  Fordham  Prep  and  made  good  from 
the  start  as  a  "moist  ball"  artist  with  the  'Varsity 
baseball  team.  An  injury  to  his  arm,  however, 
prevented  him  from  taking  part  in  the  game  for 
the  last  year  or  so-  ■ 

We  look  to  "Del"  to  protect  the  Class  of  1921 
in  the  manly  art  of  self-defense,  his  prowess  at 
boxing  being  of  no  mean  ability. 

In  fact,  his  knowedge  of  boxing  and  the  devel- 
opment and  treatment  of  muscles  may  lead  our 
classmate  into  the  field  of  Osteopathy  instead  of 
Medicine,  which  was  his  original  intention. 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


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Leo  is  naturally  of  a  quiet  nature,  but  somehow 
or  other  we  never  fail  to  se^  a  glimpse  of  the 
mischievous  in  those  smiling  blue  eyes  of  his. 
Then,  again,  he  is  serious  at  times,  especially  in 
his  attempts  to  master  the  popular  pastime  of 
treading  the  waxed  or  "cornmealed"  floors  at  the 
urge  of  the  modern  jazz  tunes. 

ivco  was  always  a  good  student.  He  seemed  to 
enjoy  the  classes  in  Sociology,,  especially  when 
he  could  get  a  chance  to  try  out  the  Binet  tests 
on  friend  Frankie. 

I  doubt  if  anyone  will  challenge  the  statement 
that  Del  was  considered  the  best  dresser  in  the 
Class  of  1 92 1. 

In  taking  leave  of  our  loyal  classmate,  we  have 
no  fears  that  Leo  will  not  be  a  worthy  Villa- 
nova  mauj  and  that  his  career  will  be  every  bit 
as  successful  as  his  career  at  Villanova  fore- 
shadowed. 

Francis  X.  Robinson — B.  S.  in  C.  E. 

"Robby." 
"Prithee,   why  so  pale,  young  student?" 

Philadeli)hia's  contribution  to  the  Class  of  1921 
is  one  Francis  X.  Robinson,  ball  player  and  heart- 
breaker.  It  would  be  unfair  to  stop  there,  how- 
ever, for  Robby  is  a  good  fellow,  an  earnest  stu- 
dent and  a  loyal  Villanova  man. 

Ruddy  of  face  and  with  an  abundance  of  curly 
hair,  Robby  came  to  us  from  R.  C.  H.  S.  and 
soon  made  a  name  for  himself  as  a  ball  player  of 
hard-hitting  ability  and  with  a  thorough  knowl- 
edge of  the  game.  He  was  lead-off  man  in  the 
batting  list  for  three  seasons  and  captained  the 
1920  team,  which  had  a  creditable  record  in 
College  circles. 

When  the  press  of  work  became  great  in  the 
Senior  year,  Robby  ceased  to  be  a  "day  drag" 
and  took  up  his  abode  at  Villanova.  At  the 
"Senior  Table"  he  was  no  slacker  and  proved  him- 
self a  source  of  annoyance  to  the  other  members, 
until  Johnny  Maguire  solved  the  problem  by  see- 
ing that  Robby  was  well  attended  to  before  the 
others  could  start  to  eat  at  all. 

Even  with  this  precaution,  it  was  not  uncom- 
mon for  Robby  to  depart  for  home  at  all  hours  of 
the  night  in  order  to  get  a  "bite  to  eat."  At  least, 
that's  where  he  said  he  went. 

As  we  have  said.  Robby  is  a  "good  fellow,"  and 
he  will  no  doubt  pardon  the  personal  banterings 
of  ours  "because  of  the  source." 

kobby's  baseball  fame  is  so  well  known  that  he 
received  several  flattering  offers  from  major 
league  teams,  and  it  is  possible  that  he  may  accept 
one., 

But,  whether  it  be  in  baseball  circles  or  in  Engi- 
neering, Robby,  you  have  our  most  cordial  wishes 
for  success,  and  it  will  be  with  a  just  i)ride  that  we 
record  you  as  a  member  of  the  Class  of  '21. 


Francis  Joseph  McManus — A.  B. 

"Frankie" 

"No  anger  find  in  thee,  hut  pity  and  ruth." 

We  have  foimd  on  good  authority  that  Frankie 
is  no  relation  to  the  other  McManus — Ceorge,  of 
cartoon  fame — but  we  are  not  so  certain  as  to 
whether  he  was  the  inspiration  for  "Jiggs"  or 
Dinty  Moore  in  the  "Bringing  Up  Father"  edi- 
tions. * 

Frankie  left  his  home  at  Locust  Gap  (in  the 
hard  coal  regions)  at  an '  early  age,  and  after 
wandering  from  institution  to  institution  for  a 
while,  he  landed  at  Mt.  St.  Mary's,  where  he 
stayed  for  several  years.  Finishing  a  prep  career 
at  that  institution,  he  made  his  way  to  Villanova, 
and  finding  there  were  no  more  trains  to  Locust 
Gap  for  some  time,  he  "hung  up  his  hat  and 
stayed."  Since  then  he  has  "stayed  and  stayed." 
He  has  "stayed  in"  and  "stayed  out"  and  tlip 
"PowKRS  that  be"  at  Villanova  somehow  did  not 
feel  inclined  to  "call  his  hand"  and  here  we  have 
smiling  Frankie  stepping  up  to  receive  his  wcU- 
earned  A.  B. 

Although  not  musically  inclined  himself,  he 
could  appreciate  good  music  and  he  could  depre- 
ciate bad  music. 

In  this  unusual  year,  when  singers  of  various 
degrees  of  ability  cropped  out,  antffor  no  reason 
whatever,  burst  into  song,  Frankie  was  unusually 
outspoken  as  to  his  opinion  of  such  i)erforniers. 
Sad  to  relate,  however,  his  neighl)ors  sometimes 
mistook  his  vigorous  poundings  on  the  interven- 
ing walls  for  thunderous  api)lause,  and  renewed 
their  efforts  to  please  their  "enthusiastic"  audi- 
ence. 

Even  at  times  deemed  most  serious,  a  chance 
remark  was  always  good  for  a  grin  from  Frankie, 
but  his  big  fault  was  in  laughing  too  much  at 
the  wrong  time. 

Frankie  was  a  nature  lover,  and  this  love  of  na- 
ture seemed  to  influence  him  to  such  an  extent 
that  he  became  a  great  walker.  He  was  a  famil- 
iear  sight  along  the  highways,  to  the  north,  south, 
east  and  west  of  Villanova  "in  search  of  the  beau- 
ties of  nature."  That  was  his  explanation  of  it, 
and  we  would  be  unkind  not  to  accept  his  word, 
no  matter  how  much  we  suspected  that  his  mean- 
derings  at  night  were  for  other  purposes  thin  ad- 
miring the  moon  and  the  stars.  Pink  and  violet 
tinted  letters  in  the  morning  mail  are  usual'y  a 
good  index  to  the  extent  of  a  man's  love  of  na- 
ture. 

But  withal  and  in  all  fairness,  we  must  say 
that  Frankie  was  a  good  student,  a  conscientious 
Vv'orker  and  a  loyal  son  of  Villanova. 

May  your  choice  of  a  career  be  one  of  wisdom, 
and  may  success  crown  your  every  effort  is  the 
earnest  wish  of  every  member  of  the  Class  of 
Twenty-one. 


10 


THE     VILLA  N  OV  AN 


Felix  Edward  Maguire— B.  S.  in  E,  E. 
"Fe" 

"Breathes  there  a  man  with  soul  so  dead, 
Who   never  to  himself  hath   said, 
This  is  my  own — my  native  land — " 

To  Felix  Maguire,  \'illanova  means  two  things. 
It  is  his  Ahna  Mater.  It  is  his  birthplace.  For 
it  was  within  the  very  shadow  of  the  slender 
spires  of  the  beautiful  church  of  St.  Thomas,  of 
\'illanova,  that  our  youthful  classmate  first  saw 
the  light  of  day.  It  was  at  Villanova  that  "Fe" 
grew  up.  He  grew  to  the  extent  of  five  foot  ten 
or  so. 

Like  his  illustrious  confrere  in  Electrical  Eng- 
ineering, Al  Kaiie^  Felix  also  went  into  training 
at  Plattsburg  for  one  season  during  the  fuss 
Kaiser  Bill  stirred  up  a  few  years  back.  And 
likewise  with  the  same  Al,  he  spent  some  time  at 
electrical  work  "way  out  West"  in  Ohio  last  sum- 
mer. 

"Fe"  is  as  good  natured  as  they  come  and  he 
was  frequently  in  demand  as  a  "go  between" 
when  necessity  demanded  a  partner  for  some  so- 
cial function  or  other.  In  fact,  "Fe"  was  a  veri- 
table "Who's  Who"  man  for  the  towns  of  Villa- 
nova,  Bryn  Mawr  and  Wayne.  Somehow  or 
other,  he  seemed  to  know  a  lot  more  about 
Wayne  than  he  did  about  the  other  towns  along 
the  Main  Line. 

Now  that  we  are  about  to  take  our  leave,  we 
shall  miss  his  pet  expressions,  "Jumping  Friday !" 
(pronounced  Jumin'  Fridah!)  and  "Gosh  all 
Christopher."  Oh  yes,  he  had  other  expressions 
just  as  effective— but,  remember,  gentle  reader, 
the  freedom  of  the  press  is  still  a  limited  thing. 

We  don't  remember  much  about  his  athletic 
ability,  nor  can  we  pass  judgment  upon  the  qual- 
ity of  his  vocal  talents.  He  could  whistle  "right 
nice"  and  usually  did.  ' 

Jlowever,  we  do  know  he  was  especially  gifted 
in  mechanics  and  "sich" — although  he  did  go 
astray  in  calculus  now  and  then. 

To  Felix  is  given  credit  for  that  sparkling  little 
ballad  entitled,  "Watt  is  Ohm  without  a  motor?" 
This  daring  lyric  is  said  to  have  electrified  the 
most  susceptible  listeners  and  many  are  said  to 
have  succimibed  to  it  without  much  "resistance." 

When  "Fe"  talked  of  "s])arking,"  we  could 
never  quite  agree  as  to  whether  he  meant  it  in 
relation  to  a  generator  or  something  more  ani- 
mate even  than  that. 

W^e  know  that  "Fe"  will  always  be  a  "close" 
friend  of  \'illanova,  and  we  all  join  in  wishing 
him  every  possible  success  in  the  field  of  Electri- 
cal Engineering. 


Francis  Joseph  Kenny — A.  B, 

■■:>  ^ ■.■:-- y.  "Whip."        ,  O;/;;- ;■-■': 3:  v>l;'r;^; 

"I  find  thee  worthy,  do  this  thing  for  nie."^      : 

—Emerson.         ;; 

First  impressions  are  always  lasting,  and  we 
are  glad  to  say  that  when  "Whippie"  Kenny  blew 
into  Villanova  some  years  ago  from  Lawrence, 
Mass.,  he  made  a  decidedly  good  impression,  and 
to  this  day  it  remains  and  is  rather  emphasized 
by  the  fact  that  we  are  soon  to  part.  If  we  were 
to  enumerate  here  a  list  of  "Whip's"  accomplish- 
ments, this  history  would  fill  several  volumes. 
He  had  a  reputation  for  doing  things  before  he 
came  here,  having  been  President  of  his  class  in 
Lawrence  High,  and  he  certainly  has  not  dimmed 
that  reputation  since  he  began  to  do  things  at 
Villianova.  To  prove  our  contention  (as  Whip 
would  say),  we  have  only  to  state  a  few  facts. 
He  has  been  the  chief  exponent  of  golf  at  Villa- 
nova and  has  cut  no  mean  figure  on  the  diamond. 
He  has  taken  an  active  part  in  student  theatricals, 
and  when  playing  the  leading  part  in  the  Sopho- 
more Play  he  "took  down  the  house."  Then, 
again,  he  took  the  Elocution  class  by  storm;  and 
was  awarded  the  much-prized  epithet,  "You'll 
do,"  by  the  professor.  We  do  not  hesitate  to  say 
that  his  "line"  would  soon  land  him  in  the  Presi- 
dency should  he  decide  to  enter  politics. 

Frank's  sobriquet,  "Whip,"  was  earned  by  him 
before  he  entered  our  midst.  We  understand  that 
it  has  reference  to  his  being  a  "letter"  man  on  the 
Lawrence  High  track  team.  However,  "Whip" 
still  deserves  the  title,  for  he  certainly  "whipped" 
up  things  in  Senior  Ethics  and  left  some  of  us 
so  far  behind  that  we  are  still  gasping.  To  hear 
"Whip"  talking  about  voting  for  Presidents  one 
would  be  inclined  to  believe  that  he  is  much  older 
than  he  looks,  but  we  have  it  on  his  own  authority 
that  the  voting  age  in  his  particular  village  is 
regulated  by  ability  and  not  by  age. 

As  regards  his  former  life,  we  know  little, 
except  that  a  well-known  fellow-citizen  of  his 
claims  that  he  has  a  "past."  We  have  investi- 
gated and  are  almost  tempted  to  write  something 
on  the  order  of  "Their  Story  Runneth  Thus 
However,  we  have  to  draw  the  line  somewhere, 
so  why  not  here?  "Whip's"  favorite  expression 
is:  "Now  you're  talking  like  a  million  bucks." 
Only  those  who  are  initiated  can  understand  the 
depth  of  meaning  in  those  few  words. 

"Whip"  has  ever  been  a  prime  favorite  at  Villa- 
nova. A  good  chum,  and  a  kind  friend,  he  enjoys 
the  esteem  of  all  his  classmates,  who  sincerely 
hope  he  will  continue  to  "do  things"  in  the  life 
that  is  before  him. 


L.'i  >  V;  .t.^^ :..  ,u/tLlM^'iA^:-Cii^4iii3 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


II 


Emmett  Ambrose  Flynn,  A.  B. 

"Mike." 

"Let  us  beware  of  losing  our  enthusiasm." 


Seven  years  ago  a  little,  bashful  boy,  hailing 
from  Coatesville,  Pa.,  and  anxious  to  have  it 
known  that  he  wasn't  from  the  country,  claiming 
that  "Philly''  had  the  honor  of  his  birth,  was 
enrolled  as  a  student  of  \'illanova. 

It  never  occurred  to  our  youthful  minds  that 
seven  years  could  make  him  the  illustrious  writ- 
er and  poet  whose  works  grace  the  pages  of  our 
college  magazine.  In  those  years,  too,  Emmet 
proved  'himself  a  staimch  friend  of  the  college 
and  a  true  companion  of  every  member  of  the 
class;  besides,  "Mike"  now  stands  six  feet  of 
"entlliusiasm''  in  his  stocking  feet,  being  the  lar- 
gest man  in  the  cbss  in  more  ways  than  one, 
(especially  around  the  waist). 

'Midst  his  favorite  friends  the  "Poets"  Emmet 
passed  many  of  the  cold  wintry  nights.  They 
supplied  for  him  the  warmth  of  summer  and  the 
sunshine  of  the  spring.  But  when  even  these  had 
failed  to  satisfy  his  poetic  nature,  our  young 
friend  took  up  the  pen  himself.     Doubtless  the 


readers  of  the  "Villanovan"  marvel  at  the  charm 
that  his  poems  and  essays  exhibit. 

Following  the  maxim  that  a  "busy  man  has  time 
for  everything,"  Emmet  played  an  important  part 
in  two  of  the  best  comedies  that  ever  struck  \'illa- 
nova.  In  one,  as  the  "Rev.  I.  M.  Straight,"  he 
well-nigh  raised  the  room;  in  the  other  he  was 
quite  as  successful  as  a  member  of  the  well- 
known  "G.  R.  E."  frat.  Besides  acting  and 
addressing  class  meetings,  he  orates  well,  hob- 
nobs with  the  athletes,  shoots  a  fair  game  of 
pool  and  plays  a  respectable  game  of  golf. 

He  is  also  an  artist  of  no  mean  ability,  and  his 
caricatures  of  different  members  of  his  class  have 
often  caused  no  end  of  mirth.  The  end  is  here, 
and  with  it  the  beginning.  May  it  be  for  our 
friend  the  beginning  of  a  bright  and  prosperous 
path,  leading  to  true  success.  We  cannot  let  this 
happy  circle  break  without  the  earnest  expression 
of  sincere  good  wishes  for  him,  and  the  hope  of 
constant  union  in  the  bonds  of  Alma  Mater. 


12 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


3xi\xx  Aaa 

By  Michael  Owen 


Among  the  passengers  on  the  Httle  coastal 
steamer,  S.  S.  Tiimaco,  northbound  from  Val- 
paraiso to  Panama,  none  was  more  eager  for  the 
ship  to  make  port  than  John  Hines.  Hines  was 
a  mining  engineer  in  the  employ  of  the  Andes 
Coi)per  Mining  Company  and  the  port  of  Pana- 
ma marked  the  end  of  the  first  leg  of  the  journey 
which  was  to  take  him  back  to  the  States. 

It  would  be  his  first  visit  home  after  five  ardu- 
ous years  in  the  Chilean  Andes  and  while  the 
time  had  been  long  it  had  been  more  than  beau- 
tiful in  its  reward.  In  the  beginning,  just  fresh 
from  college,  he  had  been  given  a  minor  post  in 
the  field.  He  was  not  destined  to  remain  in  this 
position  long  for  the  hard  lessons  he  had  learned 
there  enabled  him  to  grasj)  his  opportunity  during 
the  second  year  of  his  employment,  when  he  per- 
fected a  process  which  increased  the  copper  re- 
covered from  the  porphyry  ore,  nearly  loo  per 
cent.  :    ■ 

In  consequence  he  was  promoted  to  the  post  of 
consulting  engineer  and  substantially  rewarded 
in  a  monetary  way.  The  future  looked  decidedly 
bright  and  he  began  to  anticipate  a  journey  back 
to  the  United  States.  Several  years  passed  and 
he  had  yet  to  realize  this  wish. 

Then  one  day  a  letter  came  from  his  brother 
which  precipitated  all  his  plans  into  the  ])roverbial 
cocked  hat  and  made  it  urgent  for  him  to  get 
home  as  cjuickly  as  possible.  His  younger  brother, 
a  cashier  in  a  bank,  had  tampered  with  the  ac- 
counts. There  was  a  shortage  of  almost  ten 
thousand  dollars  and  discovery  of  the  theft  was 
only  a  matter  of  a  short  time. 

immediately  on  receipt  of  the  letter  Hines 
started  for  Valparaiso,  where  he  procured  more 
than  enough  to  cover  the  defalcations  of  the 
cashier  and  procured  passage  on  the  steamer.  Pie 
might  ha\e  sent  the  money,  but  he  feared  that 
iiijilU  moan  certain  discovery  and  above  all  he 
wished  to  j)rotect  his  mother  and  the  family  name 
from  the  disgrace. 

^U  ^t^  ^1^  ^t^  ^Lm 

Undouljtedly  the  thought  that  he  might  arrive 
too  late  was  directly  responsible  for  the  visible 
impatience  in  his  swinging  stride  as  he  walked  the 
deck  of  the  little  vessel. 

As  he  sto])])e(l  for  an  instant  to  watch  the  ship 
>\'"rn  her  wny  into  the  dork,  he  was  joined  by  a 
fellow  ])assenger,  one  of  the  several  other  Ameri- 
cans on  board.  Hines  had  made  his  acquaintance 
during  the  coin\se  of  nnnv  gnnes,  in  whi'-h  the 
small  part}  had  indulged  on  the  tedious  voyage- 


The  play  had  been  only  for  small  stakes  and  it 
was  impossible  to  lose  much  money  'md  it  had 
proved  an  excellent  means  of  passing  the  time. 

Both  men  gazed  silently  at  the  rusted  corru- 
gated-iron covered  docks  and  the  white  buildings 
of  the  city  shining  in  the  tropical  sun.  It  was  the 
first  time  Hines  had  seen  the  city  of  Panama,  but 
he  was  not  interested  at  all  for  his  thoughts  were 
.far  away.   :■'■■''  ^:;'^-:-;{-C'-y.::i:',"y/']y      ^-  ■■/■.■''■  ■'■.;: 

His  companion  turned  from  the  rail  with  the 
air  of  one  who  had  viewed  the  scene  countless 
times,  and  said  pleasantly,  "Welk  Hines,  I  sup- 
pose you  are  tired  enough  of  the  voyage  by  this 
time  and  eagerly  looking  forward  to  a  night 
ashore." 

"Indeed  I  am,  Mr.  Parke,  but  I  am  more 
anxious  to  be  on  my  way  home.  My  only  regret 
is  that  I  must  spend  a  night  here  before  I  can  get 
to  Colon." 

'Tf  you  have  nothing  to  do  tonight  I  know 
where  we  can  spend  the  evening  among  sociable 
friends  and  enjoy  a  real  dinner.  A  friend  of 
mine,  an  EngHshman  by  the  name  of  Gordon, 
lives  in  these  parts.  He  will  be  delighted  to  see 
us,  and  what  is  more  he  knows  how  to  play  a 
good  game  of  poker."      ; 

"I  have  some  business  to  transact  as  soon  as  I 
get  ashore,  but  after  that  I  shall  be  pleased  to 
join  you,"  returned  Plines, 

A  meeting  place  wts  selected  on  and  the  two 
men  went  below  to  arrange  for  their  departure 
from  the  ship. 

Once  ashore  Hines  found  little  difficulty  in 
transacting  his  business,  which  consisted  of  get- 
ting his  money  exchanged  into  United  States  bills 
of  large  denominations.  He  could  then  present 
the  cash  to  his  brother  and  caution  urged  him  to 
make  the  change  before  he  arrived  in  the  States. 

Some  time  remained  before  the  arranged  meet- 
ing with  Parke  and  he  accordingly  set  out  for  a 
stroll  about  the  city.  His  wanderings  brought 
him  to  a  railroad  track  where  he  spied  a  detail  of 
American  soldiers  loading  a  box  car  with  dyna- 
mite. They  were  a  good  natured  group  of  young 
men,  hardly  more  than  boys.  Pie  spent  a  pleasant 
hour  in  their  company  and  then  continued  on  his 
way  with  their  laughing  jests  rinp^ing  in  his  ears 
He  had  not  gone  far  from  the  railroad,  however, 
before  he  discovered  that  he  was  close  to  the 
meeting  place  previously  arranged  with  Parke. 

His  watch  indicated  that  he  had  but  a  short 
ti'iT^  to  \vai<^.  In  fact,  he  had  been  there  onlv 
a  minute  when  Parke  came  walking  in  the  other 


3sri:;;ic=iE2^™i;2. 


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THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


13 


direction  and  together  they  set  out  for  the  Eng- 
lishman's home  which  was  only  a  square  away. 

The  dinner,  as  promised,  proved  to  be  a  real 
one  and  by  the  time  the  after-dinner  cigars  were 
in  order,  Hines  felt  rather  glad  that  he  had  ac- 
cepted the  invitation  to  share  Gordon's  hospital- 
ity. Otherwise  he  might  have  spent  an  unsatis- 
factory evening  in  some  hotel  in  the  city,  which 
at  the  best  could  be  classed  only  as  indifferent. 

Conversation,  which  had  been  general  in  tone, 
had  begun  to  drag  when  the  servant  admitted 
another  caller.  The  man  was  an  American,  as 
was  evidenced  by  his  greeting.  He  was  some- 
where between  thirty-five  and  forty  years  of  age, 
carefully  dressed  in  white  duck  and  possessed  the 
appearance  of  one  who  had  spent  much  time  in 
the  tropics.  He  accepted  a  cigar  from  his  host  and 
smoked  moodily  for  a  time.  Tossing  the  cigar  in 
the  tray  on  the  table,  he  suggested  a  game  of 
cards.  Without  waiting  for  a  reply  he  walked  to 
'the  corner  of  the  room  where  a  mahogany  poker 
chip  tray  rested  on  a  small  table. 

"Oh,  never  mind  the  chips,"  began  Parke, 
"just  bring  the  cards.  We'll  use  money  for  chips 
and  do  away  with  the  necessity  of  oashing-in 
after  the  game.  And  just  for  fun  let's  make  it 
a  real  game.  I  am  tired  of  playing  for  pennies 
an  need  something  to  stimulate  my  nerves  after 
being  down  below  the  equator  so  long." 

"That  will  be  all  right,  as  far  as  I  am  con- 
cerned," replied  Gordon,  "but  my  real  guest  to- 
night is  Mr.  Hines.  Did  you  find  the  suggestion 
agreeable,  my  young  friend?" 

Not  wishing  to  appear  ungrateful  after  the  so- 
far  enjoyable  evening,  Hines  acquiesced  though  it 
must  be  admitted  that  he  had  never  phiyed  in  a 
"real"  game.  True  he  had  played  much  during 
the  time  spent  in  the  Andes,  but  never  for  any- 
thing save  trivial  amounts.  Still  this  small  play 
had  taught  him  something  of  the  game  and  he 
could  afford  to  loose  a  few  hundred  without  any 
embarrassment. 

"Since  you  gentlemen  are  my  guests,  I  shall 
act  as  a  banker.  I  can  cash  anyone's  ch.eck  for 
ten  thousand  dollars,"  returned  the  Englishman 
with   a  congenial  smile. 

"That  will  not  likely  be  necessary,"  said  Tay- 
lor, the  recent  arivial,  "but  I  sure  would  like  to 
ee  a  game  like  that  tonight."  ^-i 

Without  further  comment  the  play  commenced. 
Facing  Hines  was  his  companion  on  the  ship, 
Parke.  On  the  right  was  Taylor  and  facing  him 
was  the  host  of  the  evening. 

For  several  hours  the  game  continued,  during 
which  time  Gordon's  servant  had  supplied  the 
players  with  plenty  of  liquid  refreshment. 
Though  the  drink  was  very  satisfying,  Hines 
drank  little,  fearing  the  effect  his  sudden  transi- 


tion to  the  tropics,  might  have  on  him  in  .case  he 
indulged  too  freely.  He  felt  that  the  chance  of 
losing  even  a  minute  might  prove  too  costly  for 
the  brother  at  home. 

lAick  seemed  to  be  running  in  his  direction, 
however,  for  though  he  had  tired  of  the  game 
he  won  nearly  three  hundred  dollars.  lie  wanted 
to  quit  and  go  to  the  hotel  for  the  night,  but  he 
felt  that  he  could  not  decently  quit  when  he  was 
so  far  ahead.  He  would  play  until  he  had  lost 
his  winnings  and  then  he  could  ask  to  be  excused. 
While  he  was  arriving  at  this  decision,  Taylor, 
who  had  been  losing  steadily  during  the  game, 
scowled  at  his  cards  and  threw  them  on  the  table 
in  disgust. 

"Come,  let's  play  jack-pots  and  wind  this  game 
up,  I  am  getting  tired,"  he  growled.  His  words 
had  a  peculiar  effect  on  Hines.  Instantly  he  felt 
as  though  the  air  had  become  surcharged  with 
electricity.  His  lethargy  had  vanished  and  it  was 
almost  with  a  show  of  eagerness  that  he  picked  up 
his  cards. 

Slowly  he  arranged  them  in  a  neat  pile  face 
downwards  in  his  hand.  Then  carefully  he 
squeezed  the  corners  so  as  to  show  what  the  hand 
contained  without  the  necessity  of  spreading  the 
cards  out  fanwise.  The  first  was  the  ace  of 
hearts,  the  second  the  ace  of  clubs,  the  third  the 
ace  of  diamonds,  the  fourth  the  ten  of  hearts — 
and  the  fifth  was  the  big  black  ace,  the  ace  of 
spades.  Four  aces,  no  wonder  he  had  felt  ex- 
cited. 

As  he  was  trying  to  keep  his  face  from  be- 
traying the  tumult  that  was  going  within  his 
brest,  he  made  a  good  attempt  to  glance  casual- 
ly around  the  tnble.  Pie  glanced  at  Parke,  who 
was  slowly  picking  up  his  cards.  They  were 
in  a  somewhat  disorder  pile  and  one  slipped 
from  his  h.and  and  fell  face  upwards  on  the 
table.  It  was  the  king  of  hearts.  Hines  tried 
honestly  to  look  in  another  direction,  but  he  , 
could  not  help  but  see  the  upturned  card. 

A.S  Taylor  was  the  dealer  during  that  hand,  it 
was  Hines'  chance  to  make  the  first  bet.  To  place 
a  large  bet  at  the  opening  would  display  the 
strength  of  his  cards  and  might  prevent  the 
others  from  betting.  He,  therefore,  placed  fifty 
dollars  in  the  center  of  the  ta1)le  with  a  careless 
gesture,  which  did  not  reveal  the  excitement  he 
felt. 

Parke  coolly  studied  his  cards  and  without 
uttering  a  single  syllable  counted  out  five  thou- 
sand dollars  to  cover  Gordon's  bet  and  as  silently 
topped  it  with  five  thousand  more. 

Taylor,  laughingly,  threw  his  cards  face  down- 
wards on  the  table,  thereby  indicating  that  he  did 
not  wish  to  play. 

The  play  was  then  up  to  Hines.  Ten  thousand 
dollars  to  pay  for  the  privilege  of  drawing  cards. 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


Yet  there  was  the  pile  on  the  table.  He  gazed  at 
the  money.  All  told,  there  was  fifteen  thousand 
dollars  in  bills  of  one  thousand  denomination  and 
underneath  somewhere  was  his  fifty  dollars.  It 
was  just  equal  to  the  amount  he  was  bringing 
back  to  the  States. :;:;:;f-v-':-:/,  ■,:'v-^''/.;>\V^::;':.;:/ry'''V';:;'.  ^■■■: 
From  the  center  of  the  table  his  glance  traveled 
back  to  his  cards.  There  had  been  no  mistake. 
The  four  aces  were  still  there.  What  could  Parke 
have?  The  only  combination,  he  thought,  which 
could  beat  his  hand  was  a  royal  flush,  that  is,  the 
five  highest  cards  in  sequence  of  the  same  suit. 
He  had  seen  the  king  of  hearts  fall  from  Parke's 
hand  and  in  his  own  had  he  had  the  ten  of  hearts. 
These  two  facts  would  prevent  his  having  a  royal. 

Feeling  confident  that  the  game  was  his,  he 
drew  from  his  money  belt  all  the  money  it  con- 
tained. If  he  lost  his  brother  would  go  to  the 
penitentiary.  His  hand  trembled,  but  his  voice 
was  steady,  as  he  laid  fifteen  thousand  dollars 
on  the  pile  and  said,  "Up  five  more." 

Everything  was  silent  for  an  instant.  Then 
Parke  turned  to  their  host  and  as  calmly  as 
though  asking  for  a  light  for  his  cigar,  said,  "My 
note  for  five  thousand?'' 

"With  pleasure,"  replied  Gordon  and  he  count- 
ed out  ten  five  hundred  dollar  bills.  Gordon  had 
previously  thrown  down  his  cards  and  was  watch- 
ing the  two  players  closely,  ■:,^^  r^i<-y--':']:/:-  '',:':':%'i'^^^ 

"Cards!"  called  Taylor  with  a  nervous  note  in 
his  voice. 

It  was  then  Hines'  play  to  signify  how  many 
cards  he  wished  to  draw,  if  any.  If  he  threw 
away  one  card  he  knew  that  his  opponent  would 
sense  that  he  had  four  of  a  kind.  On  the  other 
hand,  if  he  held  all  his  cards  he  might  make  Parke 
believe  he  had  something  else. 

While  he  was  thus  deliberating,  a  terrific  ex- 
plosion was  heard  in  the  direction  of  the  railroad 
tracks.  Immediately  he  associated  its  cause  with 
the  dynamite  car  he  had  seen  being  loaded  in  the 
afternoon.  So  great  was  the  force  of  it  that  it 
rattled  the  iron  shutters  on  the  windows  and 
shook  the  entire  house. 

Almost  directly  behind  Parke's  chair  was  a 
tall  narrow  mirror  in  a  heavy  gilt  frame  fastened 
upright  against  the  wall.  His  glance  was  attracted 
to  it  for  the  first  time.  As  he  watched  it  slowly 
swung  outward  from  the  wall  and  the  torn  plaster 


indicated  that  the  explosion  had  jarred  it  loose 
from  its  fastenings. 

The  instant  that  it  hung  there  behind  Parkfe  was 
sufficient  to  reflect  the  hand  of  his  opponent.  He 
saw  the  five  cards  as  clearly  as  though  they  were 
in  his  own  hand.  They  were  the  king  of  hearts, 
and  the  six,  seven,  eight  and  nine  of  clubs. 

Parke  had  a  "bob-tailed  royal."  In  the  ordinary 
game  of  poker  the  chance  of  drawing  the  right 
card  to  complete  a  royal  flush,  even  though  it 
could  be  filled  at  either  end,  is  almost  as  remote  as 
finding  a  route  to  China  through  the  floor  of  the 
Atlantic  Ocean. 

There  could  be  one  answer.  Parke  must  know 
what  was  coming.  In  an  instant  the  whole  thing 
became  clear  to  Hines.  The  two  cards  on  the 
top  of  the  deck  Taylor  held  in  his  hand  must  be 
the  ten  and  five  of  clubs.  Yet  he  could  not  prove 
it  and  he  did  not  dare  accuse  them  of  crooked 
work. 

If  he  held  his  hand  as  it  was,  Parke  would  get  • 
one  card  and  that  card  would  complete  the  royal 
flush.  If  Hines  drew  one  card  the  same  result 
would  be  obtained.  As  though  about  to  fold  his 
arms  and  think  on  the  situation  Hines  silently  slid 
his  right  hand  under  his  left  arm  pit.  Quickly 
it  was  withdrawn  and  an  ugly  blue  automatic 
rested  in  his  hand.  He  had  carried  it  ever  since 
he  first  went  to  Chile.  Placing  the  gun  in  front 
of  him  he  drew  the  ace  of  clubs  and  the  ten  of 
hearts  from  his  hand  and  threw  them  face  up- 
wards on  the  table,  at  the  same  time  saying,  "I'll 
take  two  cards^ — off  the  top!" 

Parke  looked  despairingly  at  Taylor  and  his 
eyes  plainly  said,  "Slip  him  two  from  the  bottom." 

But  the  resolute  attitude  of  the  young  engineer 
was  sufficient  for  Taylor.  He  did  not  dare  at- 
tempt anything  so  foolish  at  such  a  critical  mo- 
ment and  he  gave  Hines  two  cards  from  the  top 
of  the  pack. 

They  were  the  ten  and  five  of  clubs. 

At  the  same  time  Parke  tossed  his  cards  into 
the  discard  without  trying  to  bluff  any  further. 

Sweeping  the  money  into  a  pile  in  front  of  him 
Hines  stuffed  it  into  his  side  pocket  with  one 
hand.  The  other  rested  dangerously  close  to  the 
automatic. 

Picking  up  the  gun,  he  rose  and  1>acked  to- 
ward the  door.  With  just  a  shadow  of  a  smile, 
he  said,  pleasantly,  "Gentlemen,  for  this  splen- 
did evening,  I  thank  vou.     Good  ni-Tiht." 


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THE     VILLANOVAN 


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Sramp!  Sramp!!  ®ramp!!! 

or. 

By  Gerald  A.  Prior 

Author  of  ^'•Bohemian  Culture,  or  The  Deep-Red  Hobo";  The  Anarchist   Anna  Kissed";  "His  Weary 

Way",  and  Other  "Bum"  Stories 


It  was  a  hot  July  day.  A  scorching  sun  beat 
clown  upon  the  little  town  of  Wiggleton  with  a 
fierceness  that  could  scarcely  be  withstood.  Even 
in  the  country  around  both  man  and  beast  found 
it  hard  to  bear  up  against  the  oppressive  heat. 
The  air  shimmered  over  the  roof  of  house  and 
barn;  the  swarthy  farmhand  dripped  with  per- 
spiration; cattle  sought  the  shade  or  stood  knee 
deep  in  the  water  where  it  could  be  found ;  the 
trees  and  grains  in  the  field  drooped  beneath  the 
withering  scourge,  and  what  was  a  most  sig- 
nificant proof  of  the  power  of  the  sun's  rays,  the 
heat-loving  lizard  refrained  from  exposing  him- 
self in  his  usual  place  on  sonie  old  log  or  stone 
in  liHe  open.    )  :      '^■■' ■■:".■  ■::/V.\rVv'-'\; ■;/,/■■■■  ;^;;;-^\.;/^^^^  '■■'-'-v^'' 

In  the  town  itself  only  a  few  of  the  more  vigor- 
ous went  about  their  usual  business ;  the  rest  dared 
not  brave  the  midday  heats.  Down  in  the  lower 
section,  through  which  the  railroad  passed,  the 
signs  of  life  were  limited  to  the  occasional  appear- 
ance of  trackmen  or  of  a  crowd  of  small  boys  on 
their  way  to  the  swimming  hole. 

A  heavy  freight  pulled  slowly  into  the  yards 
and  halted.  Out  from  an  empty  box  car  jumped 
the  familiar  figure  of  a  tramp.  He  landed  lightly 
on  the  ground,  and,  removing  his  hat,  scratched 
his  head  so  furiously  that  the  "little  fellows"  must 
have  scampered  for  their  lives.  After  that  was 
tliroughly  done,  he  indulged  in  a  long  stretch 
and  yawn,  and  in  doing  so  displayed  his  beautiful 
teeth — the  both  of  them. 

His  clothes  were  a  network  of  rips  and  holes, 
held  to  his  person  by  a  few  safety-pins.  Nor 
could  an  odder  assortment  have  been  procured  at 
a  rummage  sale.  The  shoes  looked  as  if  they 
came  to  this  country  on  the  feet  of  a  Russian 
immigrant.  Some  corpulent  country  gentleman, 
no  doubt,  about  ten  years  ago,  had  occupied  those 
baggy  trousers  whose  full  waist  now  mocked  the 
thin  hips  of  the  tramp.  To  match  with  them 
there  was  a  swallow-tailed  coat  with  one  tail 
missing.  His  shirt  was  of  the  bold  i^attcrn  that 
traveling  salesmen  usually  choose.  For  the  little 
black  hat  with  its  ragged  holes  and  one-inch  brim, 
he  had  probably  blackjacked  a  scarecrow  in  some 


cornfield  and   robbed  the   senseless  body  of  its 
headwear. 

He  raised  his  head  and  surveyed  the  town  as 
if  to  ascertain  if  it  were  a  likely  place  for  a 
gentleman  of  his  calling.  "A  right  cozy  little 
town,"  he  said  to  himself.  "That  building  over 
there  looks  Hke  a  brewery.  H-m-m.  No  cops  in 
sight.  I  guess  I'll  postpone  my  call  upon  the 
mayor  till  later  in  the  day." 

He  strolled  off  in  the  direction  of  the  canal,  his 
coat-tail  dangling  to  the  leisurely  swing  of  his 
body.  He  looked  the  happy-go-lucky  son  of  the 
dusty  roads  that  he  was.  A  saloon  stood  on  the 
corner.  The  gentle  zephyrs  pulsating  through 
the  swinging  doors  were  laden  with  the  fragrance; 
of  freshly-tapped  brew.  The  magic  odor  arrest- 
ed him.  He  looked  longingly  within,  like  a  sinner 
gazing  into  forbidden  Paradise.  Ah,  if  he  could 
only  rest  his  foot  on  that  little  brass  rail  and 
clutch  the  handle  of  a  mug  with  his  good  right 
hand,  yes,  he  was  sure  of  it,  he  w^ould  actually 
be  willing  to  do  an  hour's  work.  He  was  as  dry 
as  the  bricks  on  which  he  trod.  ■         1 

But  he  went  on,  down  to  the  canal,  and  there 
chose  a  certain  spot  known  to  the  town  boys  as 
"Bums'  Delight.''  It  was  a  fit  name,  for  the 
bushes  growing  close  to  the  water's  edge  afforded 
a  dressing  room  for  chaps  like  himself.  In  this 
seclusion  he  undressed,  which  in  his  case  was 
equivalent  to  opening  three  safety-pins,  at  which 
everything  fell  off.  One  bound,  and  he  was  in 
the  water.  It  was  great.  He  swished  al)out  like 
a  fish  at  play ;  sank  to  the  bottom  and  blew  up 
tremendous  bubbles ;  disappeared  at  one  place 
and  bobbed  up  at  another  ten  yards  away  ;  laughed 
and  shouted  like  a  little  boy  of  twelve. 

Two  hours  of  this  sport  satisfied  him.  He  got 
Ijack  into  his  rags  and  headed  for  town,  humming 
to  himself  this  ballad  of  the  road: 

"The  College  Tramp." 
Oh,  "Willie''  Boggs  was  a  roving  gent, 
Day  here,  day  there,  like  a  circus  tent. 
No  work  did  he,  yet  his  parts  were  lean. 
For  the  meals  came  few  and  far  between. 


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THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


"What  boots  it  all,"  said  he,  "I  live 
On  the  stingy  crusts  that  people  give. 
Once  1  dreamed  to  be  rich  and  great, 
For  1  was  a  college  graduate. 

"Somehow  or  other,  I  do  not  know, 
I  sank  to  the  life  of  a  plain  hobo. 
What  care  1  what  made  me  such? 
I'll  hang  myself  on  this  currant  bush." 

He  took  his  life  in  deep  despair 
And  lies  in  the  county  lot  o'er  there. 
On  the  simple  stone  above  his  head 
His  own  inscription  may  be  read : 

"Hold!     Be  ye  young  or  old, 
I  warn  you  from  my  graveyard  mould ; 
Education  guarantees  not  bright  careers, 
Though  you  go  to  school  for  forty  years." 

"Now  to  see  about  some  supper.  I  think  I'll 
try  this  big  house  on  the  right." 

lie  opened  the  gate,  but  at  the  first  sound  of 
the  moving  latch  a  watchdog  sprang  from  the 
porch  and  came  tearing  out  after  him.  He  stood 
in  the  gateway  until  the  dog  was  almost  upon 
him,  and  then  stepped  quickly  aside.  Before  it 
could  turn  on  him  again  he  had  entered  and  shut 
the  gate  on  the  dog.  "Hold  your  temper  there, 
boss,"  laughed  the  tramp.  "That's  my  favorite 
trick,  and  you're  not  the  only  one  that's  been 
fooled." 

The  maid  answered  his  knock.  She  smiled  as 
the  stranger  lifted  his  hat  and  made  an  elegant 
bow. 

"(jood  evening,  Miss.  Could  a  hungry  man  get 
a  bite  to  eat  here  ?" 

"The  mistress  is  not  at  home,"  replied  the  young 
girl,  "and  I  wouldn't  like  to  give  you  any  supper 
without  her  permission." 

"I've  been  to  about  fifty  houses  already  (not 
an  eyelash  blinked)  and  every  one  refused  me. 
I'm  too  weak  to  go  farther." 

"Well,  in  that  case,  I  guess  I  better  take  you 
in."      ■- 

She  motioned  the  tramj)  into  the  house,  and 
after  closing  the  door  proceeded  to  set  a  meal  on 
the  table.  He  watched  her  attentively  as  she 
brought  forward  dish  after  dish  of  many  differ- 
ent foods. 

"You'se  is  a  kind  lady,  making  all  this  fuss 
o\or  mo.  I  haven't  seen  the  like  of  this  since  I 
attended  the  latest  banquet  of  the  Hobo  Per- 
ambulators." 

"What  kind  of  affair  was  that?"  queried  the 
maiden. 

"v^omcthing  grand  !  You  sec,  a  crowd  of  us 
hajipened  to  gnther  together  near  a  watermelon 


patch.    Of  course,  the  brethren  just  couldn't  leave  ; 
their  hiands  off  those  luscious  melons,  so  we  had 
a  banquet.     Since- 1  was  the  only  university  man  ' 
in  the  society,  they  all  looked  to  me  for  a  speech/' 

"Did  you  speak?" 

"Yes;  I  proposed  that  we  send  our  regrets 
to  wealthy  relatives  who  did  not  attend  the  ban- 
quet. And  then  I  begged  them  to  break  that 
habit  of  dragging  a  tin  can  along  behind  them; 
to  attend  more  to  their  appearance,  to  manicure 
their  hands,  brush  their  teeth  and  shave  once  in 
a  while,  otherwise  their  patrons  would  surely 
take  them  for  'missing  links.'  I  stunned  them 
with  a  few  big  words  I  remembered  from  my 
school  days  and  ciiosed  my  speech  before  they 
took  it  into  their  heads  to  throwing  melon  skins 
around. 

"Miss,"  he  continued,  taking  a  generous  help- 
ing of  potatoes  and  covering  them  with  gravy, 
"this  seems  too  good  to  be  true,  I'm  afraid  every 
minute  to  hear  those  terrible  words,  'Get  up! 
Move  on!'  and  wake  up  and  find  a  policeman 
poking  me  in  the  spare  ribs  with  his  club." 

"You're  not  deceived  this  time.  Help  your- 
.self!"     ■■       , 

He  set  to  work  rather  awkwardly  on  the  plate 
of  food  before  him.  The  maid  was  greatly 
amused  with  his  efforts.  Nevertheless,  she  was 
becoming  interested  in  him. 

"It's  a  funny  thing,"  she  put  in,  "that  a  nice- 
looking  man  like  you  isn't  married  and  living  the 
life  of  a  useful  citizen." 

"Yes,  it  is  funny,"  he  chuckled.  "I  advertised 
for  a  wife  one  time,  and  a  big  colored  lady 
answered  my  application.  I  wanted  to  refuse 
without  hurting  her  feelings,  so  I  said,  'It's  abso- 
lutely necessary  that  you  be  a  good  walker,  be- 
cause I  have  an  irresistible  desire  to  wander.'  But 
she  replied  in  a  hurry:  'Just  you  never  mind, 
Honey.  Anchor  yo'self  to  me  and  yuh  won't 
drift  fah.' 

"I  finally  convinced  her  that  I  hadn't  the  least 
idea  of  going  to  work,  and  that  broke  the  nego- 
tiations." 

They  were  silent  for  a  while.  The  tramp 
finished  the  first  plateful. 

'"J'hose  potatoes  were  fine ;  worthy  of  the  cook. 
I'll  try  some  of  this  dish." 

"That  is  pork  and  beans."  .>';'■ 

"Pork  and  beans  !    But  where's  the  ])ork  !"    . 

"There  it  is,  behind  that  bean." 

lie  filled  his  platter  again,  and  devoured  the 
food  like  a  "star''  boarder.  Salad,  corn  and 
macaroni  disa])peare(l  in  turn,  the  way  Dr.  John- 
son used  to  do  it. 

"Try  a  piece  of  that  custard.  My  employers 
like  the  kind  I  make." 

"Ah !  It  reminds  me  of  the  kind  my  mother 
made  special   for  me  when  I  was  a  boy.     You 


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THE     VILLA  NOV  AN 


17 


know,  I'd  give  my  Sunday  clothes  for  just  .one 
bit  of  it." 

"I  guess  you  have  no  clothes  to  spare.  You 
and  the  'Prodigal  Son'  are  in  about  the  same 
catalog." 

"I  saw  much  worse  times  than  he.  Scripture 
says  that  he  was  once  on  the  verge  of  eating  the 
husks  of  swine,  but  I  remember  the  time  when  a 
certain  lady  put  a  saucer  of  milk  on  the  back 
porch  for  her  cat,  and  I  chased  the  cat  away  and 
drank  the  milk  myself." 

"You  can't  be  beat.  But  if  you  have  had 
enough  to  eat,  I  would  like  you  to  do  some  work 
for  me  in  the  back  yard.    Will  you  ?" 

"Certainly.     What  is  it?" 


"Only  some  cinders  to  pick.  Come  on,  I"  will 
show  you." 

She  led  him  out  to  a  bucket  of  cinders  in  back, 
and  he  started  in  without  a  word.  She  returned 
to  the  house,  but  no  sooner  had  the  door  closed 
than  he  leaped  up  like  a  flash  and  was  over  the 
fence  and  gone  in  a  twinkling. 

It  was  dark.  A  fast  freight  thundered  through 
Brownsville.  The  ragged  figure  of  a  tramp  ran 
from  out  the  shadow  of  a  pole,  boarded  one  of 
the  swiftly-moving  cars,  and  as  he  sped  away 
wafted  a  farewell  kiss  to  bonny  Wiggleton  and 
the  pretty  little  maid  who  served  him  supper. 


'    VIA  AMICITIAE 

Friendship  is  like  a  garden-path: 
The  path's  grown  o'er  and  lost  in  weeds 

If  traversed  not  by  intercourse 
Of  mutual  aid  and  kindly  deeds* 

If  friendship's  pathway  oft  we  tread. 
Rank  growth  must  soon  be  crushed ;  each  deed 

Or  word,  of  help  or  cheer,  will  spread 
Hope  in  the  heart  of  the  friend  in  need* 

But  vain  the  guest  that  seeks  true  bliss 
In  friendships  of  mere  earthly  mold; 

Blest  souls  can  find  true  happiness 
Together  seeking  God's  household* 

Friendship  thus  based  on  kindred  taste. 
Bliss  finds  but  in  the  same  endeavor; 

Like  the  attraction  of  two  spheres. 
It  needs  a  power  supreme  to  sever* 

— Joseph  Buckley* 


i8 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


A  OIlfaptFr  ®n  J^rt 


/.  ^.   Yenoham 


I  have — /oo/«/  }'oii. 

You  thought  I  was  about  to  start  the  same  way 
as  Lamb  and  the  sheep  who  followed  him.  I 
didn't. 

Since  I  first  captured  the  idea  of  writing  a 
chapter  on  feet  I  have  been  studying  the  human 
physiognomy  with  the  purpose  of  determining 
which  is  the  higher  physically,  the  ears  or  the 
eyes.  After  a  close  scrutiny  of  some  thousands  of 
specimens  of  the  human  species  I  frankly  con- 
fess that  I  am  unable  to  decide.  Now  my  motive 
iii  attempting  to  solve  this  problem  was  not  that 
I  wished  to  announce  my  discovery  as  another 
wonder  to  the  anatomical  world,  or  to  have  my 
name  heralded  as  a  boy  prodigy ;  it  was  simply  to 
seek  justification  for  the  essayists  who  have  imi- 
tated Lamb  in  their  various  "Chapter  on— "and 
(most  especially)  to  offer  some  apology  for  my 
own  attempt. 

You  see,  it's  this  way. 

In  prose,  poetry  or  any  class  of  composition 
that  can  be  conceived,  a  scale  is  a  very  desirable 
thing.  Authors  strive  for  it,  and,  if  successful, 
they  have  attained  something  of  which  they  may 
well  be  proud.  The  scale,  however,  to  l)e  a  real 
success  must  not  be  merely  subjective:  it  must 
conform  to  some  objective  reality. 

J  have  read  "Chapters  On"  ears,  eye;,  hands — 
and  have  tried  to  write  one  on  feet.  The  order 
here  given  is,  also,  the  order  in  which  they  ap- 
peared for  publication.  Now,  if  I  could  only  de- 
termine whether  the  ears  are  higher  than  the 
eyes,  then  would  I  shout,  "Eureka !"  You  see 
this  would  be  a  three- fold  descending  scale:  (i) 
The  descending  scale  in  their  order  of  appearance 
in  the  human  anatomy.  (2)  Their  order  of  ap- 
pearance as  publications.  (3)  Their  order  of 
worth  in  the  world  of  letters. 

But  whether  the  ears  or  the  eyes  are  higher,  I 
shall  leave  for  one  more  sophisticated  to  solve. 
'I'raiiscat  or  Conccdo  or,  something  like  that.  The 
second  ])art  of  the  scale  is  true.  The  third  part 
L  at  least,  will  endeaver  to  make  true,  and  since 
the  feet  are  the  end  of  man,  let  us  hope  that  this 
will  mark  the  end  of  the  "I  have  no  essays." 

I  shall  not  say  that  it  follows  logically,  for  I 
know  naught  of  logic;  but  I  do  say  that  in  justice 
to  the  patient  reacting  public,  it  must  follow  that 
the  next  one  who  attempts  an  essay  of  this  kind 
must  select  for  his  title,  "I  have  no  heart." 

( )n  to  the  end  !  ■ 

On  to  the  FEET! 


I  have  no  feet — 

Do  not  misunderstand  me,  dear  reader,  or 
imagine  for  a  moment  that  I  am  devoid  of  those 
pedal  extremities  with  which  nature  has  provided 
most  of  us.  I  neither  envy  Mr.  Bunks,  of  happy 
memory,  for  his  excessive,  schuffeling,  twelves 
stretched  nor  the  obUque  eyed  Oriental  or,  in  fact, 
any  women  for  the  torture  they  go  through  to 
retain  their  No.  lA's:  but  I  do  rejoice  in  a  com- 
fortable 8D.  When  I  say  I  have  no  feet,  I  mean 
for  modern  dancing ;  not  necessarily  'Shimmy- 
ing," because  for  shimmying  feet  do  not  play  such 
an  important  part. 

W'hen  I  was  much  younger,  all  the  girls  were 
in  raptures  about  the  way  I  lead  them  around 
to  the  tune  of  "Home,  Sweet  Home,"  or  to 
"Merry  Widozv  JValts;''  in  the  old  four  in  hand 
reel  I  could  swing  "my  puddin"  with  the  best  of 
them;  being  a '"hick"  myself,  the  barn  dance  was 
a  favorite  of  mine.  Even  in  the  one-step  and 
fox-trot  I  managed  to  get  along — but  these  new 
dances — I  simply  can't  step  to  them. 

Lamb,  the  first  gent  who  wrote  an  essay  on 
"I  Have  No—"  said  he  had  no  ears,  that  is  for 
music.  Well,  I  don't  mean  to  brag  about  having 
something  on  Lamb,  but  I  must  say  that  I  have 
ears,  but  my  feet  just  won't  go  the  way  my  ears 
listen. 

Sometime  ago  there  appeared  in  the  Villanovan 
an  essay  on  "I  have  no  Eyes,"  that  is  for  paint- 
ing— but  I  have  eyes  and  whether  or  not  they 
are  painted  I  can  pick  a  winner  out  of  every 
prowd.  For  the  girls  also,  I  must  say  the  same 
thing,  because  that  is  what  their  eyes  are  for. 

Sometime  later,  in  the  Villanovan  also,  there 
was  another  "I  have  no  hands,  that  is,  for  knit- 
ting." Well,  if  it  does  not  seem  to  you,  indulgent 
reader,  too  egotistical  of  me  to  say  so,  I  also  have 
something  on  this  wonder,  as  all  the  fair  ones 
with  whom  I  have  danced  will  tell  you,  for  when 
I  kiit  my  hands  in  theirs  they  simply  forget  danc- 
ing and  invariably  say,  "O  John,  let's  sit  this 
one  out — "  But  then,  of  course,  that  may  be 
due  to  the  fact,  that  I  have  no  feet — that  is,  for 
dancing  these  modern  dances. 

You  remember  when  they  danced  the  Turkey 
Trot,  Bunny  Hug,  Grizzly  Bear  and  Fox  Trot. 
I  was  just  beginning  to  get  my  feet  regulated  to 
these,  when  suddenly  thev  faded  and  then  alono^ 
comes  the  "Shimmy."  Ever  hear  what  "Penula 
Pietro"  says  about  this  dance?  "You  shak'd  egg 
too  mucha  makeda  rotten  egg.     Shake  da  dance 


;/■.*;..*;.;*/■  ■iirvA^iii{L4i'*'i4':i;>u.i,!«:L'"rs.v; 


'tt..i-.i.iiM  ^'■!iii^-:^e-^ . .'  Li^S^i, '' 


THE     VILLA  NOVAN 


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too  mucha  make  da  rotten  dance,"  What  you 
think?  I  almost  got  St.  Vitus'  dance  trying  to 
learn  this  and  I,  was  put  in  jail  at  least  six  times 
for  being  inebriated  while  practicing  it  when  1 
heard  a  hand  organ  along  the  street.  So  I  finally 
gave  up  in  despair. 

To  do  the  Boston  or  Washington  Johnny,  one 
must  live  up  to  the  old  saying  about  the  "Hub" — 
"you  have  to  know  something."  The  man  who 
put  this  form  of  exercise  on  as  a  dance  must  have 
seized  his  idea  from  a  "running  drunk."  If  the 
dance  really  OTiginated  in  Boston,  the  fellow  who 
discovered  it  must  have  had  it  for  a  long  while 
before  bringing  it  out  in  public,  because  no  such 
idea  could  possibly  have  originated  since  prohibi- 
tion.   I  admire  and  envy  the  man  who  can  do  it. 

See  the  Chicago  Shimmy?  It's  a  regular  Windy 
City  product — Breezy !  Then  there  is  the  Scandal 
Walk,  and  it's  all  that  the  name  implies.  Even 
though  we  bra^  a  little  We  are  not  at  all  inclined 
to  be  uncharitable,  so  the  less  we  say  about  the 
dance  itself,  or  the  author,  the  better. 

Maybe  you  don't  have  to  hump  to  do  the  Camel 
Walk.  They  say  the  Camel  can  go  eight  days 
without  a  drink,  butt  for  a  man  to  do  this  Camel 
Walk  he'd  have  to  be  drinking  eight  days.  This, 
also,  must  be  "Pre-Pro"  creation  for  even  the 
poor  people  dance, it. 


I  am  not  at  all  in  sympathy  with  those  who  are 
agitating  for  dance  reforrii.  Even  though  I  can 
not  dance  them  I  like  to  watch. 

There  is  a  fascination  about  these  dances  that 
is  almost  irresistible ;  all  most  people  have  to  do 
is  to  get  on  the  floor  and  the  music  does  the  rest. 
As  for  myself,  when  the  music  starts  my  heart 
keeps  time  skipping  about  one  beat  every  three 
measures,  and  my  feet  just  won't  behave.  I  am 
so  enchanted  and  wrought  up — literally,  by  the 
music,  that  when  I  get  a  partner  my  feet  never 
touch  the  floor,  and  that  is  just  where  I  go 
\?rong.  At  home,  when  I  start  the  Victrola,  J 
can  pick  up  a  chair  and  go  through  all  the  con- 
tortions, but  in  the  dance  hall  I  am  an  utter  fail- 
ure. My  dancing  master  tells  me  I  would  be  an 
excellent  dancer  only  for  two  things — my  feet. 

Music  means  nothing  to  the  modern  dancers. 
Why  not  long  ago,  as  the  clock  struck  twelve,  the 
orchestra  actually  played  "Home,  Sweet  Home." 
I  though  the  old  days  had  returned,  but  when  I 
turned  my  gaze  to  the  floor,  I  d'scovered  that  the 
dancers  must  have  been  reading  between  the  lines 
—they  were  doing  the  Toddle,  another  of  those 
modern  crazes. 

I  sought  the  hat  boy.  Something  within  told 
me  that  the  musicians  were  addressing  themselves 
to  me,  personally — "There  is  no  place  like  home ;" 
and  I  agree  with  them  if  you  can't  do  the  Toddle. 


VACATION   . 

What  fills  my  heart  with  sudden  cheer? 
What  glad  tidings  do  I  hear? 
Ah!  vacation's  swiftly  coming! 
On  my  ears  I  hear  it  hunnning; 
Humming  bright  of  days  to  come — 
Hark!  how  sweet  its  song  doth  run! 

Good-bye,   old  books!     Good-bye,  class-room! 

Brother  students,  all  farewell! 

We  but  part  to  meet  right  soon 

With  our  many  tales  to  tell. 

Good-bye  Caesar,  Vergil,  Shelley, 

Napier,  Carhart,  Farge  and  Kelley, 

Milton,  Johnson,  Keats,  and  Sidney! 

For  two  months  I  nnist  part  with  ye! 

Now,  my  foolish  worries  over. 
Now  I'll  rest  in  fields  of  clover; 
Now  I'll  live  as  if  alive, 
Happy  habits  I'll  revive. 
Good-bye  sorrow,  grief,  and  sadness! 
Welcome  joy  and  welcome  gladness! 

— I^eo  A.  Hart. 


'.  JniL^.^3>.iitSii'j,-i./ii.-  >'4 


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THE     VILLA  NOVAN 


i^ati  Sfutuplfr^g  KhhvtBBtB  ^n^xmmnQ  S^tnhmtB 


"Strive  to  make  Villanova  the  pre-eminent 
engineering  school  of  the  country  whose  degree 
will  make  its  possessor  a  marked  man,"  Professor 
Carl  'i\  Humphrey,  new  dean  of  the  engineering 
school,  urged  members  of  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi  in 
an  informal  talk  at  the  society's  first  smoker.  May 
II.  "You  will  attain  this  end  by  striving  heart 
and  soul  to  make  yours  a  great  and  strong  so- 
ciety," he  added. 

Eddie  Dougherty,  C.  E.,  of  '12,  in  a  real,  big- 
brother  talk,  had  little  trouble  in  persuading  us 
that  there  is  only  one  institution — ours.  "Obie" 
O'Brien,  another  of  the  Class  of  '12,  supplement- 
ed Dean  Humphrey's  and  Mr.  Dougherty's  sug- 
gestions, and  urged  the  society's  guests  to  hesitate 
no  longer  in  enrolling. 

Dean  Humphrey  said : 

Mr.  President: — You  have  set  me  perhaps  a 
bigger  task  than  you  think  in  asking  me  to  speak 
here  tonight.  I  fear  the  members  of  this  society 
will  feel  when  I  finish,  that  I  have  "damned  it 
with  faint  praise."  If  so,  I  shall  have  failed  in  my 
purpose,  but  I  do  find  it  impossible  not  to  address 
myself  quite  as  much  to  your  present  as  to  your 
prospective  membership. 

"The  Engineering  Society  of  Villanova  Col- 
lege" is  commonly  known  by  the  initial  letters  of 
its  Greek  motto,  Phi  Kappa  Pi  (Phratra.kai  Pro- 
kope),  and  the  objects  of  the  society  as  stated  in 
its  constitution  may  be  condensed  to  the  words  of 
that  motto.  Fraternity  and  Progress,  if  we  turn 
from  the  Greek  to  the  more  familiar  Latin  terms. 
H'raternity  means  brotherhood;  and  just  as  there 
can  be  no  other  meaning  to  physical  brotherhood 
except  the  binding  of  sons  together  by  th^  sympa- 
thies and  interests  arising  from  common  parent- 
age, so  there  can  be  no  fraternity  in  the  figurative 
sense  unless  the  "brothers"  are  made  such  by  the 
bond  of  some  common  interest,  which  each  of 
Ihcm  feels  to  be  vitally  important.  Without  such 
a  bond  a  "society"  can  exist  only  in  a  half-hearted 
sort  of  way,  and  usually  it  is  short  lived,  like  the 
toy  "clubs"  we  used  to  get  up  when  we  were 
kiddies.  If  failure  to  feel  such  a  common  bond 
in  any  measure  accounts  for  the  struggles  of  this 
society  in  the  past,  may  I  not  suggest  two  objects 
for  which  every  man  here  should  be  willing  to 
work  "his  head  off ;"  namely,  to  make  Villanova 
a  school  whose  reputation  is  justly  such  that  a 
man  may  make  no  i)rouder  boast  than  to  claim 
her  for  his  alma  mater,  and,  what  is  even  closer 
to  our  hearts  tonight,  to  make  her  School  of 
Technology  so  far  the  strongest  department  in 
the  college  that  you  will  not  have  to  explain  to 


every  stranger  you  meet  that  you  are  not  study- 
ing for  the  priesthood,  complimentary  though  the 
mistake  may  be  to  you. 

In  a  vague  sort  of  way,  of  course,  everyone 
understands  that  a  society  of  this  sort  usually 
sets  forth  some  such  purpose  as  its  reason  for  be- 
ing: that  is  not  what  I  mean.  Every  fellow  should 
without  reservation  of  mind  feel  that  the  real  rea- 
son he  joins  this  body  is  because  he  wants  a  bet- 
ter chance  to  help  make  Villanova  the  best  school 
possible,  and  because  he  wants  to  help  make 
"engineer"  the  first  thought  to  enter  any  college 
man's  head  when  he  learns  you  are  from  Villa- 
nova. From  any  angle  of  view,  even  the  purely 
selfish,  every  man  here  must  see  that  the  character 
and  reputation  of  his  own  school,  and  of  his  own 
department  in  that  school,  are  matters  of  vital 
concern  to  him.  I  believe  the  greatest  field  of 
possible  usefulness  of  this  society  is  in  fostering 
a  spirit  of  co-operation  between  the  engineering 
students  and  the  college,  as  represented  by  its 
officers  and  faculty,  without  which  the  school  can- 
not be  great;  and  in  stimulating  a  spirit  of  com- 
petition between  the  different  departments  of  the 
school  which  will  tend  to  improve  not  only  your 
own  but  all  the  others.  You  can  make  no  better 
investment  of  time  and  energy  than  in  helping  to 
make  your  school  the  best  school,  and  the  man 
who  does  not  want  to  help  in  that  work  is  ex- 
pecting to  "reap  where  he  hath  not  sown." 

Any  large  body  of  Hve  young  men,  separated 
from  home  influences,  is  Hable,  even  in  an  institu- 
tion under  religious  control,  to  lapses  from  manly. 
Christian  conduct,  and  even  from  the  common 
decencies  of  speech  and  manners,  which  any  in- 
dividual in  the  body  would  scorn  to  commit  else- 
where. Then  there  are  perfectly  natural  influ- 
ences always  at  work  in  such  a  body,  conspiring 
to  break  down  that  spirit  of  hard  work  which  is 
so  necessary  for  success.  These  evils  arise  from 
association,  and  only  collectively  can  help  you 
combat  them  efifectively.  I  believe  this  society, 
under  the  leadership  of  an  earnest  body  of  office- 
ers,  such  as  it  has  chosen,  can  do  worlds  of 
good,  not  only  in  getting  the  members  better 
ac('|uainted  and  in  broadening  their  interest  in 
their  profession,  but  also  in  promoting  a 
popular  feeling  among  the  student  bodv 
that  one  whose  conduct  is  unworthy  of 
a  Christian  and  a  gentleman  is  not  one  of  the 
crowd,  that  a  fellow  who  tries  to  avoid  the  work 
which  is  his  real  reason  for  being  in  school  is 
not  one  of  the  crowd,  and  that  a  fellow  who  does 
not  enter  as  heartily  as  he  is  able  into  the  athletic 


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and  social  affairs  of  the  school  is  not  one  of  the 
crozvd.  I  do  not  mean  by  this  to  discountenance 
any  wholesome  fdh,  or  even  good,  honest,  harm- 
less mischief,  nor  to  put  a  premium  on  the  type 
of  student  we  used  to  call  a  "greasy  grind  "  Take 
collectively  a  stand  that  will  knock  out  of  any  man 
in  school  any  disposition  he  may  bring  here  to  be 
indifferent  or  half-hearted  in  anything.  Make 
him  feel,  before  he  has  had  time  to  unpack  his 
trunk,  that  he  does  not  "belong"  unless  he  plays 
with  all  his  might  in  play  time,  works  with  all  his 
strength  in  work  time,  and  prays  with  all  his  heart 
in  prayer  time,  and  keeps  each  of  these  things 
(work  included)  in  its  own  proper  place.  I  urge 
you  to  go  into  the  work  of  this  society,  to  go  into 
it  with  that  purpose,  and  I  am  not  limiting  this 
appeal  to  those  who  have  yet  to  join. 

In  the  work  of  the  society  I  hope  the  faculty 
members  may  be  assigned  their  proper  place;  and 
be  it  understood  their  place  is  properly  a  very 
inconspicuous  one.  Your  instructors,  if  they  are 
of  the  right  sort,  will  always  be  in  a  very  real 
sense  your  fellow  students.  The  nature  of  their 
responsibility  to  the  college  makes  it  hard,  per- 
haps, for  you  to  appreciate  that  they  are  real 
brothers  in  this  fraternity,  interested  in  the  good 
standing  and  reputation  of  the  school  just  as 
vitally,  and  no  more  vitally,  than  you  are.  Many 
of  us  in  the  whole  four  years  of  your  course  here 
will  fail  to  get  that  intimate  acquaintance  with 
the  individual  students  which  would  make  us 
most  helpful,  unless  we  meet  the  men  outside  the 
class-room  and  class-room  conditions.  To  give, 
us  a  chance  to  become  better  acquainted  socially 
is  the  main  reason  for  letting  us  in  at  all.  (For 
the  benefit  of  the  new  men,  let  us  remind  you 
that  we  do  not  vote.)  Above  all  things,  do  not 
count  upon  our  initiative  to  keep  things  moving. 
When  we  can  help,  command  us,  but  never  make 
it  possible  for  anyone  to  feel  that  the  society  is 
a  faculty  creation,  or  that  the  part  any  student 
takes  in  it  is  in  the  slightest  degree  other  than 
voluntary. 

One  great  need  for  such  a  society  as  yours  I 
am  exemplifying  tonight  by  speaking  to  you  from 
notes.  One  can  possess  no  greater  asset  than  the 
ability  to  stand  up  and  address  a  meeting,  and 
express  his  exact  ideas,  with  comfort  both  to 
himself  and  his  hearers,  and  without  the  artificial 
note  that  can  so  seldom  be  kept  out  of  a  prepared 
talk.  This  ability  must  be  acquired  by  practice, 
and  had  far  better  be  gotten  from  arguments  and 
discussions  among  friends  than  to  wait  until  you 
have  to  address  hostile  audiences,  with  your  bread 
and  butter  depending  upon  the  issue  of  your 
words.  To  some  extent  you  can  acquire  this 
power  in  the  class-room.  I  am  forever  urging  you 
to  recite  not  to  me  but  to  an  imaginary  auditor 


who  doesn't  believe  you  know  a  thing  in  the  world, 
and  whom  you  must  convince  that  you  are  right. 

With  regard  to  details  of  your  work,  I  hesitate 
to  offer  many  suggestions.  I  do  feel  that  many 
members  of  the  society  see  the  various  parts  of 
its  activities  a  little  out  of  their  proper  propor- 
tion. Have  a  memorable  initiation  ceremony,  if 
you  like;  it  is  a  fine  thing;  conduct  an  annual 
dance,  several,  if  you  Hke ;  that  is  another  fine 
thing,  and  another  chance  for  healthy  competition 
with  the  students  of .  the  other  departments  ol: 
the  school.  But  do  not  let  the  initiation  and  the 
dance  be  the  only  interests  of  the  society,  or  so 
large  a  part  of  its  work  that  you  will  keep  out 
men  who  would  be  really  valuable  members. 
Have  plenty  of  entertainment  and  good,  honest 
fun  in  connection  with  eyen  your  technical  meet- 
ings; I  would  be  the  last  to  want  your  meetings 
to  take  on  the  solemn  nature  of  some  classes  in 
(say)  mechanics.  But  unless  you  make  entertain- 
ment the  lesser  part  of  the  proceedings  of  the 
year,  you  will  never  be  able  to  get  and  to  hold 
the  fellows  who  are  best  worth  while. 

I  would  like  to  suggest  that  some  provisions  of 
your  constitution  and  by-laws  have  perhaps  made 
it  hard  to  get  in  and  keep  in  every  fellow  who 
would  work  for  the  progress  of  the  society  and 
of  the  school.  Every  such  fellow  should,  of 
course,  be  included,  no  matter  what  his  scholastic 
or  financial  status.  I  would  suggest  that  a  com- 
mittee (composed  say  of  the  Senior  class)  be 
asked  to  consider  this  point  and  recommend 
changes  if  they  feel  such  would  encourage  a 
stronger  membership.  Make  the  applicant  satisfy 
you  that  he  can  and  will  help ;  make  it  easily 
possible  to  exclude  undesirables  (by  secret  ballot 
on  membership,  which  can  easily  be  arranged)  ; 
but  frame  your  laws  so  that  every  desirable 
fellow  will  apply,  and  do  not  exclude  a  single 
man  who  would  be  a  help. 

Let  me  leave  with  you  that  last  thought  as 
perhaps  my  most  urgent  message.  Co  into  this 
society,  or  stay  in  it  if  you  are  so  fortunate  as  to 
have  survived  the  initiatory  ordeal ;  it  is  a  grand, 
good  thing.  But  go  into  it  looking  for  a  chance 
to  help  someone  else,  not  just  in  hopes  that  per- 
haps someone  may  helj)  you.  You  will  get  out 
of  it  by  putting  into  it,  and  in  no  other  way.  The 
more  you  succeed  in  putting  into  it.  the  greater 
will  be  your  satisfaction.  Do  your  utmost  to 
help  the  other  members.  By  so  doing  you  will 
help  the  Phi  Kappa  Pi  to  progress  ;  the  Phi  Kappa 
Pi  will  help  to  make  the  Engineering  School 
bigger  and  stronger;  and  the  Engineering  School 
will  help  make  Villanova  a  commanding  figure, 
and  the  possession  of  her  degree  a  greater  credit 
to  you. 


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March 
Salutatory     .....     John  Haldane  Crawford,  A.  B. 

Orchestra 
Conferring  of  Degrees 

Valedictory Alfred  Ferdinand  Kane,  B.  S. 

Orchestra 
Address  to  Graduates       -      John  A.  Kolmer,  M.  D.,  D.  S. 

Orchestra 
Benediction     -     ...     His  Eminence  Cardinal  Dougherty 


DEGREES  CONFERRED 
The  Honorary  Degree  of  Doctor  of  Science 
John  A.   Kolmer,   M.D. 

The  Degree  of  Doctor  of  Philosophy   (in  course) 
Sister  Mary  Eulalia,  S.M.    ("Wilkes-Barre 

The  Degree  of  Master  of  Arts  (in  course) 
Mother  Mary  Ignatius  Carroll,  S.H.C.J.  (Sharon  Hill) 

The  Degree  of  Bachelor  of  Arts 
Jolin  Haldane  Crawford  Francis  Joseph  Kenny 

Emmett  Ambrose  Flynn  Francis  Joseph  McManus 

Francis   Bernard   Touey 

The  Degree  of  Bachelor  of  Philosophy 
Cornelius  Leo  Dclohery 

The  Degree  of  Bachelor  of  Science  in  Civil  Engineering 
Francis  George  Braham  John  Joseph  Maguire 

Joseph  Leo  Brennan  Francis  Xavier  Robinson 

The  Degree  of  Bachelor  of  Science  in  Electrical  Engineering 
Alfred  Ferdinand  Kane  Felix  Edward  Maguire 


THE     VILLA  NOV  AN  23 


Pre-Medical  Certificates 
Aloysious  Joseph  Blakely  John  Tliomas  Kielty 

Dennis  Edward  Burns  Patrick  J.  McFadden 

Joseph  J.  Cailaghan  Alfred  J.  Purificato 

Joseph  HoUahan  Pierce  R.  Russell 

Certificates  from  the  Preparatory  Department 
James  P.  Barrett  Wm.  J.  Gleason 

George  Daniel  Casey  Edwin  Grelis 

James  Edward  Cassin  Philip  Holland 

Thomas  Collins  Joseph  Hughes 

George  Crawley  Gerald  Lyons 

Francis  Carroll  Pickett 
Tliomas  T.  Fox 


AWARDING  OF  MEDALS 


The  Gold  Medal  for  Evidences  of  Religion 
Charles    August    MeuUer,    '22 
Next  in  Merit,  Alfred  Kane,  '21 
Presented  by  the  President  and  Faculty 

The  Gold  Medal  for  Philosophy 
Francis  Joseph  McManus,  '21 
Presented  by  the  Very  Reverend  Provincial 

The  Gold  Medal  for  Classics 
Paul  J.  Stokes,  '23 

Next  in  Merit,  Charles  J.  McClernan,  '23 
Founded  in  memory  of  Bernard  Corr 

The  Gold  Medal  for  English  Literature 
John  Patrick  Donovan,  '22 
Presented  by  Dr.  Frederick  W.  Steinbock 

The  Gold  Medal  for  Mathematics 
Norbert  Joseph  Walker,  '23 
Next  in  Merit:   Gerald  Mumford,  John  McCormick 
Presented  by  Albert  W.  Strecker 

The  Gold  Medal   for   Excellence  in  Electrical  Engineering 

Alfred  Ferdinand  Kane,  '21 
Presented  by  Joseph  Waugb,  '20 

The  Gold  Medal  for  General  Excllcnce  in  Engineering 
Felix  Edward  Maguire,  '21 
Presented  by  the  Engineering  Society 

The  Gold  Medal  for  Organic  Chemistry 
Alfred  Purificato 
Next   in   Merit,  Jolm   Kielty 
Presented  to  the    Pre-Medical  Society 

A  Pri^c  of  $100  for  General  Exellence 
Josepli  Leo   Brcnnan,  '21 
Presented  by  Murther  P,  Quinn 

Gold  Medal   for  Evidences  of  Religion   (Preparatory  School) 

Joseph  A.  Devitt 

Gold  Medal  for  English  Literature  (Preparatory  School) 
George  Daniel  Casey 

Gold  Medal  for  Mathematics  (Preparatory  School) 
Augustine  Maloney 

Gold  Medal  for  General  Exellence  (Preparatory  School) 
Edward  M.  Dwyer 

Gold  Medal  for  English  (Preparatory  School) 
Michael  O'Donnell 
Presented  to  the  Preparatory  Class  of  '24 


Vol.  V 


JUNE,  1921 


No.  5 


iEdttoml  Month 

lEbitar-Xn-dlifitf  AaaoriatP  Iciitar 

JOHN  J.  SIAaUIBIS,    '21  GERALD  D.  LYONS,   '23 

AaaiBtant  lEitilnra 


Alumni 
MATTHEW  LYNCH,   '23 


JOHN   P.  DONOVAN.    '22 


»ta(f  ArttBtB 
AUGUSTIN  DE  LA  BABBA.  '21 


AtlflpttrB 
ALt'BED  F.  KANE,    '21 

(dallrgr  IN'atrB 
WILLIAM  A.    O'LEABY,    '22 
CHARLES  A.   CALLANAN.    '23 
CHARLES  A.  BELZ 


JFarnltif  Bi»rtar 
BEV.  JOSEPH  E.  HYSON,  O.  S.  A. 


Citrrarii  ADutiirr 
CHARLES  M.  MAOEE,  Fh.  D. 


SuBittfBB  Manager 

EDWABD  A.  McKENNA. 


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AdurrtiBing 

EDWABD   DIONAM.    '24 
JAMES  FUBCELL,    '24. 


Cdtrrulatinn 

CHABLES  J.  McCLEBNAN,    '22 
jyVMES  if.  BARRETT,  '24 
BERNARD    BUBGESS 


iEbttorial 


Like  all  college  magazines,  the  Mllanovan's 
struggle  for  existence  is  ofttimes  bitter.  The 
loyalty  and  unsi)aring  sacrifice  of  those  who  came 
to  the  front  in  these  darker  moments  is  most 
deeply  appreciated.  We  hope  that  very  soon, 
however,  the  conflict  will  develop  into  a  tri- 
umphal march,  'j'hat  means  co-oi)eration,  and  the 
sooner  every  collegian,  graduate  and  alumnus 
recognizes  the  fact  the  sooner  the  banners  will 
cease  to  be  stirred  by  the  smoke  of  battle  and 
enjoy  the  sunlight  and  gentle  zephyrs  of  peaceful 
progress.  We  have  striven  earnestly  to  advance 
the  line.  We  ask  our  friends  to  be  sparing  in 
criticism  and  to  give  to  our  successors  the  same 
whole-hearted  support  that  they  gave  to  us. 

Our  advertisers  have  made  it  possible  for  us 
to  remain  alive.     We  thank  them  and  trust  that 


because   of    their    assistance    \^illanova's    friends 
have  increased  their  patronage. 

']'o  the  sons  of  our  Alma  Mater,  the  \'illa- 
novan  is  the  official  organ  of  your  college.  Keep 
in  touch  with  our  several  activities  by  subscrib- 
ing regularly.  Keep  us  informed  also  of  changes 
in  address  and  failure  of  copy  to  reach  you. 

This  year  we  thank  our  alumni  most  especially 
for  the  marked  increase  in  interest  shown  by 
them.  We  trust  we  have  given  them  a  magazine 
worthy  of  their  ideals  of  what  their  college's 
magazine  should  be. 

To  all  those  who  have  contributed  to  the  fifth 
volume  of  the  N'illanovan,  we  are  grateful. 

(jod  i)rosi)er  The  J'illaiiovan! 

— The  Staff  of  1920-1921. 


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THE     VILLANQVAN 


THE  GREATER  VILLANOVA 


While  there  is  no  distinct  advantage  in  "look- 
>      ing  back,"  it  often  does  aid  one  in  getting  bear- 
ings  for  the   future   course,   an^i  sometimes   the 
perspective  gives  an  appearance  that  is  novel. 

Looking  back  on  Villanova's  activities  dur- 
ing the  last  season,  the  effect  is  startlingly  novel; 
the  gi'OAvth  day  by  day  was  unconscious,  but  a 
comprehensive  glance  in  retrospect  is  truly  as- 
tounding. It  is  difficult  to  state  exactly  when 
and  where  the  impetus  to  ViUanova's  progress 
was  given.  As  a  first  step  might  be  condsidered 
a  new  attention  given  to  the  Alumni,  which, 
in  every  school  constitute  the  "field-forces." 
The  work  of  organizing  this  body  into  real, 
cfl'ective  units  was  begun,  and  a  program  was 
adopted  to  use  every  ounce  of  Villanova  man- 
power to  make  Villanova  the  greatest  center  of 
Catholic  education  in  the  east.  The  alumni 
hold  a  particulaiilly  advantageous  position  to 
make  known  this  fact,  and  to  them  is  given  a 
very  important  part  to  play  in  reaching  this  ob- 
jective. 

With  the  steady  expansion  of  the  different 
departments  of  the  school  itself  beyond  limits 
that  could  safely  be  handled  by  one  administra- 
tion a  new  order  of  things  became  necessary. 
The  Classical  DepTrtment,  the  Department  of 
Technology,  and  the  Pre-Medical  Department, 
were  each  placed  under  the  jurisdiction  of  a 
Dean.  By  placing  a  department  under  one  head, 
and  making  thnt  minute  detail  and  routine  and 
a  development  became  as'iurred  that  otherwise 
M'ould  have  taken  longer  to  accomplish.  New 
courses  were  instituted,  and  others  careTully  re- 
modeled. A  Departmetit  of  Business  Admin- 
istration embracing  Economics,  Ac;cunting, 
Foreign  Trade  and  Journalism  has  been  formed 
with  the  'degree  of  Bachelor  of  Science  in  t^e 
special  branch.  Journalism,  with  its  tremendous 
importance  in  daily  life,  has  always  had  a  strong 
appeal  for  some,  and  to  provide  for  these,  a 
course  of  studies  was  formed  leading  to  a  Bache- 
lor of  Science  in  Journalism. 

We   trust   that   Villanova   ideals   and    Catholic 
principles    will    not    be    entirely    without    effect 
on  some  of  our  future  leaders  of  the  press.. 
^^^^^^^^^^^    vT^  course   was   expankflied    from 

two  years  to  three;  a  new  Biology  and  Vivi- 
section Laboratory  was  built  in  the  course  of 
the  years,  and  the  subjects  of  Catholic  Philosophy 
and  Histology  were  introduced  into  Curriculum. 


Two  new  Engineering  Laboratories  were  built 
and  the  Physics  Laboratory  was  increased  to 
double  its  size.  Several  new  professors  and  in- 
structors have  been  secured. 

The  Arts  and  Philosophy  coui'ses  liave  been 
remodeled.  A  new  schedule  was  outlined  ex- 
cluding electives,  and  a  new  course  leading  to 
Bachelor  of  Letters  introduced. 

Not  only  in  the  scholastic  field,  but  also  in 
the  Athletic  field  has  much  reconstruction  been 
going  on.  For  the  coming  year,  the  outlook  is 
indeed  promising.  "Dutch"  Somers  who  coach- 
ed the  memorable  1916  team  has  been  secured 
for  the  coming  Fall,  and  a  staff'  of  capable  as- 
si  tants.  A  large  squad  has  been  drilling  on  the 
field  on  preparation  for  next  fall.  Many  of  the 
old  men  will  be  back,  and  a  promising  lot  of  re- 
cruits give  every  assurance  of  a  successful  sea- 
son. 

Although  the  college  never  before  had  a  Bas- 
ket ball  team,  "Mike"  Saxe  developed  a  "five" 
that  was  lauded  by  newspapers,  as  "one  of  the 
fastest  teams  of  the  East."  The  squad  will  re- 
present Villahova  next  year,  with  the  same  coach 
and  a  great  deal  .of  experience  gained  during  the 
last  season. 

Boxing  has  become  one  of  the  popular  sports 
and  the  organization  of  a  team  next  winter  is 
expected. 

With  the  construction  of  Alumni  Hall,  a  new 
social  life  has  begun  at  Villanova.  During  the 
year,  many  class  and  society  dances  have  been 
giVicn  in  its  gymnasium..  Much  rivalry  has 
been  shown  between  the  various  classes  in  put- 
ting on  the  "biggest  hop."  The  Junior  Prom  is 
a  thing  that  will  be  anticipated  as  a  regular  af- 
fair in  the  future. 

The  Dramatic  Society  has  very  sucessf  ul- 
ly  presented  a  musical  comedy,  an  dmore  are  pro- 
mised during  the  coming  winter.  The  Glee  Club 
has  given  a  Minstrel  and  several  Entertainments 
and  it  also  promises  a  full  program  to  drive  away 
the  blues  next  year. 

But  however  active  tlie  students  may  be  within 
the  college,  it  cannot  become  widely  spread  un- 
less those  who  are  "out" — the  Alumni— help  Villa- 
nova is  growing  bigger  and  greater  every  day ; 
we  want  all  the  old  men  to  know  that,  and  we 
want  them  "to  tell  the  world."  We  want  them, 
as  sons  of  Villanova,  to  keep  in  touch  with  us, 
to  return   often  and  to   help  us   push   her  to  the 


26 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


lead.  We  want  each  alumnus  to  show  at  least 
one  man  tlie  way  to  Villanova  every  September. 
Alumni  Day  is  going  to  become  a  "big"  day  in 
the  calendar  of  holidays  here,  and  be  a  day  of 
reunion — even  in  these  arid  times. 


And  to  the  studertts  who  are  going  for  the  vaca- 
tion, we  remind  them  not  to  forget  what  call 
spirit  and  class  loyalty  mean. — try  to  bring  one 
Freshman, — one  to  take  particular  care  of  the 
Gabble-Gobbles. 


HAVINu  EYES  AND  SEEING  NOT 


We  have  once  heard  how  many  girl  babies  are 
born  every  hour.  We  also  forget.  Amongst  the 
great  number  we  are  going  to  select  six.  In 
every  natural  detail  they  exactly  resemble  their 
great  swarm  of  sisters.  Like  them,  they  grew 
up  from  little  babies  to  little  girls,  and  from  little 
girls  to  bigger  girls,  from  long  baby  dresses  to 
short  dresses,  to  long  dresses  again,  but,  unlike 
our  contemporaneous  young  ladies,  did  not  go 
back  to  short  dresses  again.  Somewhere,  some 
how,  some  time,  these  six  became  different  from 
their  sisters.  They  cast  aside  good  times,  dances, 
theatres,  parties,  vacations,  beaus  and  all  the  rest, 
and,  as  their  playmates  probably  expressed  it, 
"buried  themselves  in  Religion" — they  chose  in- 
stead of  the  current  fashion,  the  long  white  habit 
of  the  Dominican  Nim.  Just  this  one  step  re- 
quired a  courage  and  determination  that  makes 
our  best  admiration  seem  very  small  and  insuffi- 
cient. But  there  is  still  more  courage  required. 
Any  fanciful  illusions  hovering  about  the  secluded 
life  of  the  nun  are  very  soon  dispelled  from  the 
mind  of  the  young  novice.  The  life  of  work,  of 
unceasing  drudgery,  is  very  clearly  shown  to  her. 
and  she  who  has  not  the  genuine  calling  is  given 
every  opportunity  to  withdraw.  But  these  six 
came,  they  saw,  they  knew  and  realized,  and 
KKMAINED.  Friends,  can  you  draw  any  more 
from  your  reservoirs  of  admiration? 

And,  with  courage,  we  find  in  the  Sister  an- 
other cardinal  virtue — Obedience.  Sister  Superior 
says  "Go,''  and  there  is  only  one  question, 
"Where?" — and  Sister  goes. 

Two  years  ago,  \'illanova  did  not  know  the 
gentle  influence  of  a  woman.  By  some  fortune 
(the  design  of  Providence,  no  doubt)  the  need 
became  known  to  the  Mother  of  these  Dominicans. 
To  six  obedient  Sisters  the  word  was  given,  "Go 
to  \^illanova."    And  the  Sisters  came. 

Would  it  be  possible  to  chronicle  only,  what 
work  was  and  is  being  accomplished  here  by  those 


Nuns?  Can  we  tell  of  the  long  hours,  day  after 
day,  in  a  hot  kitchen,  behind  hotter  stoves,  'midst 
pots  and  pans  and  caldrons  and  tubs,  any  one  of 
which  would  fill  a  kitchen  at  home ;  of  the  in- 
numerable cares  and  worries  over  the  necessary 
trifles,  the  little  details  that  always  insist  on  going 
awry.  One  boy  at  home  is  a  source  of  annoyance, 
our  women  folks  say;  but  multiply  that  by  three 
hundred  and  add  the  condition  of  perpetual 
hunger.  What  a  tearing  of  nerves  at  just  one 
meal.  What  work  to  prepare  it,  and  what  work 
toclear  away  the  remains.  And  for  what  re- 
ward, for  what  honor,  for  what  consideration, 
with  how  much  recreation?  Tell  me,  now,  what 
think  you  of  those  six  who  were  so  like  the 
swarm  of  others? . .Vr:V-;^^-;':,:::.-;;;.;:'"-;.---.--  .,..■.■■■■■:;.■;,;'.;:;■.;:";,■■::■ 

We  haven't  had  the  good  fortune  to  be  sick,  but 
we  have  seen  the  wonderful  trays  of  food  sent 
them  by  Sister  Mary  Edward,  and  wished  our- 
selves several  broken  arms  or  legs,  or  worse. 

For  two  years  the  Sisters  have  conducted  the 
cuisine  of  Villanova,  and  there  hasn't  been  a 
slip  on  their  part  (though  perhaps  many  on  ours), 
and  there  hasn't  been  a  word  of  protest  from 
them.  The  work  they  are  doing  must  fill  libraries 
of  the  Recording  Angel.  All  we  can  do  is  to  stare 
in  open-mouthed  wonder  at  the  sacrifices  of  "our 
Sisters,''  look  within  ourselves  and  ask,  "Well, 
now,  what  do  you  think  of  yourself f" 

Have  we  shown  all  consideration  to  these  Sis- 
ters, as  we  should  have  ?  Have  we  seen  them 
properly? 

■,',.  *     *     *     * 


Without  mentioning  names,  these  nuns  are : 

Sr.  Mary  Edward,  O.  S.  D. 

Sv.  Leocadia,  O.  S.  D. 

Sr.  Leonard,  O.  S.  D. 

Sr.  Louis,  O.  S.  D.  . 

St.  Macaria,  O.  S.  D. 

Sr.  Michael,  O.  S.  D.  ^ 


THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


27 


SUMMER  SCHOOL 


The  Villanova  Summer  School  will  open  on 
July   I  St  at  Villanova,  and  with  the  exception 
of  July  4th,  Saturdays  and  Sundays,  will  con- 
tinue until  August  I2th. 
until  August  1 2th. 

The  Villanova  Summer  School  was  establish- 
ed in  1918  as  a  result  of  repeated  requests  on 
the  part  of  many  who  were  unable  to  attend 
the  regular  sessions  throughout  the  scholastic 
year.  The  success  of  the  experiment  has  lead 
to  a  permanent  establishment  of  the  school. 

Students  are  classified  on  entrance  into  three 
groups  accordinar  to  the  subjects  presented  for 
admission  and  degree  for  which  they  are  can- 
didates, as  follows: — 

(i)     Candidates   for  A. -B. 

(2)  .  Candidates  for  Ph.  B. 

(3)  Candidate's  for  Litt.  B. 


Beginning  in  1916  the  Extension  Course  for 
teachers  was  established.  Ihe  remarkable  at- 
tendance at  the  last  session  and  the  results 
obtained  are  the  best  means  of  marking  the 
success  of  this  undertaking. 

The  Augustinian  Fathers,  pioneers  of  Catho- 
lic Education  'in  America,  have  labored  with 
untiring  zeal  to  make  the  Villanova  Summer 
School  and  Extension  Course  the  best  in  Amer- 
ica and  their  efifort  has  not  been  in  vain  We 
judge  by  results! 

Anyone  desiring  further  information  regard- 
ing Summer  School,  apply  to  Rev.  Walter  G. 
Rafter,  O'.  S.  A.,  The  Dean,  Villanova  Summer 
School,  Villanova,  Pa. 


K*  OF  C  COUNCIL 


The  first  K.  of  C.  College  Council  ever  es- 
tablished in  the  State  of  Penn.  became  a  real- 
ity on  Sunday,  June  5th,  1921,  when  about  60 
\'illanova  students  and  40  men  frloim  other 
Councils  became   Knights  of  Columbus.     The 

Su])rcme  Knight  James  Fhherty  was  present 
at  the  institution  of  the  new  Council.  District 
Deputy  Lenny  presided  at  the  degree  and  many 
distinguished    Knights  took  part. 

The  new  Gymnasium  was  used  for  the  exercis- 


es.   The  Banquet  was  held  in  the  College  Din- 
ing Hall. 

There  is  no  doubt  that  the  new  Council  will 
be  a  live  one.  Much  interest  has  alreadv  been 
manifested  and  the  members  are  intent  on  mak- 
ing neighboring  Councils  show  much  energy 
to  keep  up  to  the  high  standard  they  have  rais- 
ed. Villanova  has  a  precious  acquisition,  but 
the  new  members  feel  also  that  the  Knights 
have  achieved  another  victory  in  forming  the 
New  Council. 


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"THE  BELLE  OF  THE  CAMPUS" 

On  Tuesday  evening,  April  26,  there  was 
staged  in  the  college  auditorium,  under  the 
auspices  of  the  Villanova  Dramatic  Club,  one  of 
the  most  successful  theatrical  productions  of 
recent  years.  Talent,  comedy  and  music  inter- 
mingled, formed  a  pleasing  combination  and 
crowned  with  success  the  unselfish  and  untiring 
efforts  of  those  who  composed  the  cast  and 
chorus.  Although  the  pseudo-feminine  char- 
acters may  have  appeared  somewhat  mascu- 
line in  their  demeanor,  still,  at  least,  some  in- 
nocent observers  were  totally  unaware  that 
"not  all  is  gold  that  glitters."  The  lighting 
effects,  scenery  and  costumes  were  unique  and 
blended  well. 

The  cast  of  characters  was  as  follows: 

Jack  Lawson,  Captain  of  the  Football  Team 

Howard    M.    Thornbury 

Doris  Bond,  an  Heiress   William  Cronin 

Jeremiah  Bond,  Millionaire. CharlesMcClernan 

Mrs.  J.  Bond,  a  Society  Aspirant 

t  ,  T.  Kevin  Reeves 

Lord  Woodby  Rich,  an  Heiress-hunting  Eng- 
lishman   Richard  O'Brien 

Mrs.  Grass,  Merry  Widow   ....Ead  Kaufman 

Levi  S.   Lender,  "Playing    both    ends '  of    the 
game"    J.   P.   Kaufman 

Verdant  Green,  a  Freshman  at  College 

John   Maguire 

Benriie  MacOwen,  Football  Coach 

'  Francis    C.    Pickett 

Harding,   Halfback    George   Crawley 

Mason,  Quarterback,  .  .  .  . ...  .  .Joseph  Dooley 

Sergeant  Williamson,  U.  S.  N Ellis  Brady 

Solos  were  rendered  by  Francis  C.  Pickett 
and  Howard  M;  Thorn1)ury.^^^^^  ; 

After  the  performance,  dancing  was  enjoyed 
in  Alumni  Hall  until  midnight. 


PRE-MEDICAL   DANSANT 

The  Annual  Dansant  of  the  Sts.  Luke,  Cosmos 
and  Damien  Pre-Medical  Club  was  held  in 
Alumni  Hall  on  the  evening  of  Friday,  May 
G.  The  iiall  was  excellently  decorated  with  a 
profusion  of  red  and  black  in  an  original  and 
novel  manner. 

McAulifife's  orcheistra  furnished  the  music. 
During  the  evening  an  exhibition  dance  was  giv- 
en l)y  Mr.  Phineas  R.  Vize.  Novelties  were 
distributed  and  the  feature  of  the  evening  was 
a  novelty  dance. 

The  committee  in  charge  include:  Pierce  R. 
Russel,  Michael  Dobosh,  Richard  O'Brien,  Ger- 
ald Fagan,  John  Keelty,  Frank  Ceravelo,  Den- 
nis Burns,  Alfred   Purificato. 


JUNIOR  HOP 

The  Class  of  1922  held  its  Junior  Hop  in 
Alumni  Hall  on  Friday  evening,  May  20.  Red 
and  white,  the  adopted  colors  of  the  class,  were 
in  evidence  everywhere  throughout  the  hall, 
and  the  general  effect  was  both  artistic  and 
original.  This  affair,  though  somewhat  of  an- 
innovation,  since  the  years  immediately  pre- 
ceding were  rather  abnormal,  socially  and 
otherwise,  was  a  success  and  reflects  much 
credit  upon  the  Junior  Class.  Herzberg's  or- 
chestra, under  the  leadership  of  Mr  Herzberg 
himself,  rendered  excellent  music. 

The  committees  in  charge  were  :      -  ^ 

General  Committee.     ;  ^ 

William  A.  O'Leary,  Martin  J.  McDonald, 
Arthur  S.  Eisenman,  James  Mitchell. 

■  Decorating  Committee. 

James  M.  Kennedy,  Joseph  R.  Dooley, 
Howard  M.  Thornbury,  Fred  J.  Seitzinger, 
Henry  J.  Stinziano. 


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29 


"THE  BELLE  OF  THE  CAMPUS" 

On  'l^u•^(lay  (.'\ciiiii^.  \i)ril  •;!().  tlu'n-  ua^ 
^taiiC'd  ill  llic  colk'nf  audiloriuiii.  uiidrr  llu' 
aiis|)i<."c'^  (»l  tlic  \  illaii()\a  hramalic  C'lul).  one  ol 
tin-  iiitj^l  siuxH"'>-t'ul  tlicalrical  prodiu'timis  of 
riHH'iil  yi'ai>.  'I'ak'iil,  (.•(inu'd\  and  niiiNic  iiitcr- 
iniiii^k-d.  I'oniu'd  a  pk'asin^  coiuljiiialioii  and 
t-i'dWiU'd  witli  snccH'ss  die  uiiM-'ltisli  and  until  int;" 
(■rforls  of  lli()sc'  wlio  C()in);()--fd  ilu'  cast  and 
(.lioru^.  AUhon.^li  llu'  psrudo-ft'inininc  cliar- 
ru'tcrs  iiia_\'  liaxc  ai)])fai"(.'d  xiiiicwlial  iiiascu- 
liiu'  in  liu'ir  (k'Hicaiior.  still,  al  least.  >onu'  in- 
nocent ol)ser\iTs  wi-re  totally  unawari-  that 
■"not  all  is  i^old  that  i^lillers."  The  liL;htiii!4 
ell\'els.  M'enery  and  coslunies  were  nni(|Ue  and 
t)k'n(le(l  well. 

The  east  ol  eharaeters  was  a.s  follows; 

Jaek    Law  son,   Captain   ol    the    hOothall     Team 

J  low  ard     M  .    Till  irnl)ur\ 

Doris    liond,  an    lleiri'ss    William   Cronin 

Jeremiah    lloiid.    .\lillii  maire  .  t.'harles.\leCdeniaii 

Mrs.  J.   Ilond,  a  ."soeiets'   Aspirant 

\  ,  I  .    Ki'\ m    Ket'Ni's 

Lord   W'oodhy    Kich.  an    1 1 eires.s-hnntiiiL;    iCii,^- 
lishnian    kitdiard   (  )'l')rii'ii 

Airs,    (irass.    .\lerr\    Widow     .  .  .  .  |-"ai"l    Kaufman 

Levi    v"^.    Lt'iider,   "IMayiuL;     both     ends     of     the 
name"'    J.    I'.    Kaufman 

\  erdanl   dreen.  a    h'reshman  al   C'ollcL'e 

|ohu     M.a^nire 

Ik'nnie    .\lae()wen.    P'oolball   Coach 

l'"raiu-is    C     I  'ii-kt'tl 

llardiuL;,    llalfhaek     (k'ni^e    Craw  lew 

Mason.   ( Juarterhat'k J(iseph    l)oole\- 

.'^ei-<;c;ini    W  illi.'imson.   L.  .s.    X.    ■.  ..  .I'!llis    I'-radx 

."Solos  were  rendered  hy  hramMs  C'.  I'iektit 
ami   I  low  ard   M  .  Thi  irnhui'y. 

Alter  ihe  perlormanee,  dani'im;  w.a-  enio\c(| 
in  Alnnini    I  l.all  until  miilnii'ht. 


PRE-MEDICAL    DANSANT 

The  .\unual  l)ansant  of  the  ."^^is  Luke,  ("osuio-. 
and  l)aniien  Lre-.Medieal  Cluh  was  held  in 
Ahinini  Mall  on  the  iwt'uini;  of  l''ri<la\  .  .\la\ 
li.  The  hall  was  e\eellentl\  (k-corated  with  a 
prolusion  ol  red  and  hlaek  in  an  original  and 
no\-el  manner. 

.MeAulifte's  orchestra  furnished  the  music. 
I  )urin,i.v  the  e\enin^  an  exliihition  dance  was^ix- 
en  1)\  .Mr.  I'hineas  K.  \  ize.  .\'o\eltie-,  were 
distri])uted  and  the  feature  of  the  tweuinn  was 
a    iKiveltx    dance. 

The  comniiltee  in  charj^e  include:  I 'lercr  R. 
I\uss(.d,  .Michael  hohosh.  Kiidiard  (  )'l'.i-ien,  ( ".er- 
ald  l''a,L;an,  John  Ki-eltx,  h'rank  Cer.ax  elo,  1)<mi- 
m's    I'.iinis.     \lfred     I 'ui-iticalo. 


JUNIOR  HOP 

The  Class  of  Wyfl  held  its  junior  Mop  in 
.\lunini  Mall  on  h'riday  e\cuiuu.  .Ma\  'in.  k^d 
ami  white,  the  adopted  colors  of  the  class. were 
in  (widence  tw  cry  w  hei-e  tln-oimhout  tlu'  hall, 
and  the  i^eneral  etl\'Ct  was  hoth  artistic  and 
original.  This  atVaii-,  though  somewhat  of  an 
iumi\ation.  since  the  ye.ars  immediateK  pri- 
ce(liui;  wt're  rather  ahuormal.  socialL,'  ;ind 
otiu'rwise,  was  a  success  and  relk'cts  much 
credit  upon  ilu'  junior  Class.  II  er/her^'s  m- 
chestra,  umlei"  the  lea<K'rsliip  ,,f  Mr  I  L-r/lieiL'; 
liimsidl.   rendered   excellent    music. 

Till-  coinniittees  iu  charge  were: 

( '.eneral  Ci  iinmittee 

William  A.  ()"Lear\,  .M.artiu  |.  .\lcl  )on;ild, 
Artlnn-  .'^.   l'"isemn;in,  J  ames  M  itchell. 

I  )ec(  iratini^    Ci  immitlee. 

James  .\l.  Kennedv,  J.i-eph  K.  |)iio|,y, 
lloward  M.  Tilt  i|-uliui-\ ,  h'l-ed  |.  Scil/im^cr. 
I  li'iiiw    I .  Sliu/iam  \. 


30 


THE     V  I  LLANO  VAN. 


STEVENS  MAN  JOINS  VILLANOVA 
ENGINEERING  FACULTY 

Orrin  L,  Benjamin,  of  Pennington,  New 
Jersey,  has  accepted  an  appointment  as  In- 
structor in  Mechanical  Engineering'  for  the 
coming  year.  Mr.  Benjamin  is  a  recent  grad- 
uate of  the  Stevens  Institute  of  Technology, 
at  Hoboken,  who  was  able  to  earn  his  own 
way  through  school  by  service  in  mechanical 
engineering  lines  during  his  summers,  and  re- 
ceived the  Tau  Beta  Pi  key  for  high  scholar- 
ship. At  the  same  time  he  was  a  member  of  an 
unbeaten  V^arsity  football  team  and  of  several 
class  athletic  teams,  and  also  tOok  a  leading 
character  part  in  the  Varsity  show.  He  gives 
promise  of  becoming  a  popular  as  well  as  valu- 
able addition  to  the  staff  of  the  Engineering 
school.  ■■■'■':'."  ■    . 


FRESHMAN  SMOKER 

The  first  annual  smoker  of  the  Freshman 
Class  took  place  on  Monday  evening,  May 
2,  in  the  auditorium.  Special  features  of  the 
event  were  an  address  by  Rev.  George  A. 
O'Meara,  musical  selection  by  the  class  quar- 
tette and  boxing  bouts.  In  his  address  Father 
O'Meara  emphasized  the  necessity  of  spirit 
and  loyalty,  both  to  the  class  and  to  the  college. 
The  quartette,  composed  of  Messrs,  Bachman, 
Pickett,  O'Tera  and  Litz,  rendered  several 
classical  selections.  Songs  by  Hinchey  and 
W'helan,  and  ''A  Dope  Fiend  Before  the  Bar  of 
Justice,"  in  the  form  of  Bill  Shea,  concluded 
the  evening's  entertainment. 


DR.  SEIDENBERG'S  LECTURE 

Dr.  Seidenberg,  of  Loyola  University,  won 
instant  favor  with  the  student  body  l)y  his 
skillful  handling  of  the  lecture  on  "The  New 
Citizenship."  He  emphasized  the  necessity  for 
"group"  action. 


DR.  BRUHL,  ON  TRADE  UNIONISM 

The  third  in  a  series  of  lectures  under  the 
auspices  of  the  National  Catholic  Welfare 
Council  was  delivered  Sundav  evening,  May 
IT),  by  Dr.  Bruhl,  of  Overbrook  Seminary 


DR.  RYAN  CONDEMNS  THE  OPEN 
SHOP  MOVEMENT 

Tn  a  lecture  given  in  the  College  Auditorium, 
Friday  evening,  April  22,  Dr.  John  Ryan,  of 
Catholic  University,  branded  the  Open  Shop 
movement  as  dishonest  and  hypocritical. 

This  statement  is  rather  severe.  The  open 
shop  is  a  workplace  where  union  ond  non-union 
men  may  be  employed.  Ninety-nine  out  of 
every  hundred  people  would  say  that  it  is  un- 
reasonable to  oppose  the  movement.  But  the 
definition   is   not   complete..     It   does   not  ex- 


press itself  on  collective  bargaining,  the  most' 
important  function  of  the  union.     The  indivi- 
dual employee,  as  a  rule,  is  no  match  for  the 
employer  in  making  contracts. 

There  are  two  kinds  of  open  shop;  one  in 
which  the  employer  permits  collective  bargain- 
ing, and  the  other,  in  which  he  refuses  to  per- 
mit it  The  definition  is  therefore  dishonest 
as  it  stands,  for  no  attempt  has  been  made  to 
make  clear  the  stand  of  those  behind  the  move- 
ment in  the  matter  of  collective  bargaining. 

Most  of  the  large  corporations,  as  the  Beth- 
lehem Steel  and  the  United  States  Steel  Com- 
panies, which  claim  they  maintain  an  open  shop 
have  denied  the  right  of  collective  bargaining. 
Such  a  shop  is  manifestly  unfair  to  a  union 
worker,  for  he  is  stripped  of  his  right  of  col- 
lective bargaining  and  the  purpose  of  the  union 
has  been  defeated. 

"These  men  declare  for  something  they  are 
ashamed  to  define,"  said  Dr.  Ryan.  "This  fact 
is  typical  of  the  whole  propaganda." 

As  a  general  statement.  Dr.  Ryan  said  that 
men  should  belong  to  the  union.  In  general, 
he  added,  the  "closed  shop"  is  not  justified  ex- 
cept in  self-defense,  that  is,  when  the  employ- 
er fills  his  "open  shop"  with  non-union  men, 
and  thus  forces  the  union  men  out. 


PHI  KAPPA  PI  NOTES 

After  an  extended  discussion  over  the  question 
of  an  affiliation  with  the  college  chapter  of  the 
American  Association  of  Engineers,  the  Phi 
Kappa  Pi  finally  decided  to  retain  its  own  indi- 
viduality, and  to  continue  along  the  way  shown 
by  preceding  classes  of  students.  There  was 
much  to  be  gained  by  merging  with  a  national 
organization  such  as  the  A.  A.  E. ;  in  its  field, 
which  is,  indeed,  the  entire  engineering  world,  it 
is  undoubtedly  a  tremendous  agent  for  good,  and 
its  power  is  steadily  growing.  The  Phi  Kappa  Pi, 
however,  hasn't  such  mighty  aspirations,  it  is 
the  society  of  V^illanova's  engineers — and  only 
Villanova's — X'illanova's  ideals  dominate  it ;  love 
for  \^illanova  and  a  striving  to  make  Villanoz'a 
great,  and  its  influence  widespread,  is  its  only 
objective.  And  there  isn't  anything  laudable  in 
an  attachment  to  a  great  organization  merely  for 
the  parasitical  reason  of  shining  by  its  light.  The 
ideals  handed  down  to  us  are  the  ones  we  mean  to 
maintain — unchanged. 


On  April  20  a  special  meeting  of  Phi  Kappa 
Pi  men  was  called  to  elect  a  staff  of  officers  for 
the  coming  year.  The  following  were  chosen 
without  opposition : 

President,  James  M.  Kennedy,  M.  E.  '22;  Vice 
President,  Chris.  ].  McNally,  C.  E.  '23 ;  Secretarv, 
Charles  A.  Belz,"  C.  E.  '22 ;  Treasurer,  William 
A.  O'Leary,  C.  E.  '22;  Sergeant-at-Arms,  John 
Jennings,  E.  E.  '22. 


THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN. 


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ALUMNI,  ATTENTION! 

In  April  the  Secretary  of  the  Alumni  Associa- 
tion sent  cards  to  all  the  Alumni  for  the  purpose 
of  obtaining  information  with  which  to  correct 
records  to  date. 

Responses  have  been  received  from  thirty-nine 
classes,  dating  from  1867  to  1920,  inclusive. 

The  class  of  1912  has  the  largest  number  to 
date — ten.  Brother  Alumnus,  if  you  have  not 
forwarded  your  card,  do  so  at  once.  It  is  neces- 
sary :  be  no  longer  indifferent  or  procrastinating. 

Law  Offices  of 

J.  STANLEY  SMITH, 

312  Stephen  Girard  Building, 

2T  South  Twelfth  Street, 

Philadelphia. 

May  23,  192 1. 
Mr.  E.  J.  Dougherty,  Secretary, 
Villanova  College  Alumni  Association, 
2218  Chestnut  Street,  Philadelphia. 
Dear  Mr.  Dougherty : — 

Your  efforts  in  seeking  to  arouse  a  keener 
interest  on  the,  part  of  the  Alumni  in  the  affairs 
of  Villanova  are  deserving  of  commendation  and 
encouragement.  It  is  only  by  direct  and  personal 
appeals,  such  as  you  are  now  making,  that  we  can 
hope  to  bring  the  work  of  the  College  home  to 
each  member  of  the  Alumni  and  awaken  in  him 
a  personal  pride  and  concern  in  the  success  which 
has  marked  the  progress  of  our  beloved  Alma 
Mater.  Evidences  of  that  success  are  everywhere 
around  us.  As  an  educational  institution  Villa- 
nova has  established  herself  among  the  foremost 
in  the  land.  The  efficiency  of  her  courses,  which 
are  being  constantly  extended,  has  been  recog- 
nized by  our  leading  educators,  who  have  num- 
bered her  among  the  standard  colleges  of  the 
country  and  who  have  given  unstinted  praise  to 
the  thoroughness  of  her  courses  and  the  ability 
and  earnestness  of  her  teachers.  Nor  has  the 
general  public  been  slow  to  note  \'illanova's  suc- 
cess as  an  educator  of  youth.     Each  year  sees  a 


steady,  increase  in  the  number  of  her  students,  so 
that  it  has  now  become  a  problem  to  accommo- 
date those  who  seek  entrance  to  the  College. 

Evidences  of  progress  are  reflected,  too,  in  the 
activities  of  the  undergraduates.  The  social  func- 
tions they  present,  the  dramatic  entertainments 
they  offer  are  all  distinctive  in  character  and 
artistic  in  every  particular.  Could  the  members 
of  the  Alumni  visit  the  College  occasionally  and 
assist  as  I  do  at  these  affairs  I  know  they  would 
be  as  profoundly  impressed  as  I  have  been  with 
their  great  merit. 

While  the  members  of  the  Alumni  expect  to 
see  their  College  prosper  and  take  it  as  a  matter 
of  course  that  success  should  come  her  way,  yet 
they  are  not  always  familiar  with  the  details  of 
her  success,  and  hence  are  unable  to  participate 
fully  in  that  laudable  pride  which  has  come  from 
a  knowledge  of  her  achievements. 

I  feel  I  know  our  Alumni  very  well.  They 
are  men  loyal  to  Villanova  and  ready  to  respond 
to  the  clarion  call  for  support.  The  recent 
decision  to  admit  the  Alumni  to  a  measure  of 
control  over  the  athletics  of  the  College  will,  I 
feel,  be  warmly  welcomed.  It  will  serve  to  bring 
them  in  closer  contact  with  things  Villanovan 
and  will  thus  furnish  them  an  opportunity  to 
grow  more  intimate  with  the  present  life  and 
spirit  of  the  institution.  I  am  confident  that  we 
should  soon  have  a  strong  and  active  athletic 
association,  capable  of  upholding  all  our  best 
traditions.  It  is  only  human  to  have  a  pride  in 
the  "Home  Team,''  and  Villanovans  are  more 
than  human.  We  all  feel  a  glow  of  pleasure  when 
we  read  of  the  victories  of  the  College  on  the 
football  or  baseball  field.  We  will  feel  all  the 
greater  pleasure  if  we  can  know  that  our  co-opera- 
lion  has  helped  to  make  victories  possible.  In  this 
way  we  shall  nurture  the  proper  College  spirit 
which  makes  for  deeper  loyalty  to  Alma  Mater. 
If  the  Alumni  respond  generously  to  the  appeal 
for  support,  as  I  know  they  will,  we  shall  witness 
next  year  winning  teams  bearing  the   colors  of 


3;2. 


THE    V  I  LLANOV  AN 


yillan9va.in  a  representative  and  worthy  array, 
for  the  glory  of  the  College  and  our  own  greater 
personal  satisfaction. 

Congratulating  you  on  your  earnest  efforts  and 
wishing  you  every  success,  I  am. 
Sincerely  yours, 

J.  StanIvEy  Smith,     , 
President  of  Villanova  Alumni  Association. 

John  J.  Sweeney,  1912,  is  very  active  on  the 
Board  of  Governors.  He  is  a  professor  in  the 
Engineering  School  and  tells  us  he  is  much  an- 
noyed by  the  seedsmen  sending  him  catalogs  and 
information  on  how  to  grow  gears  when  there  is 
none. 


Joseph  L.  Rafter,  1910,  is  in  Philadelphia. 
After  overcoming  almost  insurmountable  ob- 
stacles, he  is  going  to  take  the  State  bar  examina- 
tion in  July. 

Joe  in  days  gone  by  did  a  whole  lot  for  the 
Villanova  spirit,  and  we  wish  him  success. 

W  A.  Strauch,  191 5,  writes  us  from  Washing- 
ton that  he  is  a  Patent  Examiner,  and  is  over- 
worked with  applications  on  bottle  stoppers.  In 
addition  to  this,  he  is  a  junior  at  the  Georgetown 
Law  School.    Some  boy,  and  good  luck. 

The  Secretary  is  taking  great  pleasure  in  re- 
porting with  much  glee  that  the  most  efficient  class 
in  responding  to  his  letter  is  T  H  E  class  of  19 12. 

Charlie  McGuckin,  1918.  and  Leo  Lynch  1918 
are  g,ving  considerable  of  their  time  to  get  the 
Alumni  Association  on  its  feet. 

Tommy  Dalton.   1912.  is  a  hauling  contractor 
ocated  at  Paloi,  Pennsylvania.    His  family  num- 
bers three. 


J.  E.  Kirsch,   1910,  writes  us  stating  that  he 
will  be  on  hand  next  fall  for  Alumni  Day.    Eddie 
is    Superintendent    of    Public    Parks    in    Garv 
Indiana.  :    ' 


r^-o"^o^  J-  ^^^'en,  1913,  is  President  of  the 
U.  B.  S.  Constructor  Company.  O.  B.  specializes 
in  bridge  construction  and  has  completed  some 
beautiful  structures. 


\\e  understand  that  Jimmy  Savage,  1910.  is 
up  in  the  woods  with  the  Quinn  boys,  but  we 
have  not  heard  from  him. 


Frank  \\'.  Schaeffer,  Assistant  Engineer  with 
the  Boston  &  Albany  Railroad  at  Boston.  Mass 
writes  us  as  follows : 


Mr.  E.  J.  Dougherty, 

2218  Chestnut  St., 
Philadelphia. 

Dear  Sir:— I  am  enclosing  a  five-dollar  bill  for 
my  dues  in  the  Villanova  Alumni  Association 

It  seems  good  to  me  that  the  organization 
is  showmg:  siq^ns  of  life,  and  I  think  you  are  on 
thie  right  road  towards  making  it  up  and  com- 
ing. It  will  encourage  the  old  members  who 
may  have  been  rather  lax  in  the  past,  to  jump 
in  and  help  you  give  it  a  push. 

I  wish  you  success  in  your  connection  with  the 
Alumni  Association,  and  when  in  the  neighbor- 
hood of  Philadelphia  again  will  drop  in  to  see  you 
tor  a  few  minutes  and  boost  old  Villanova. 

Sincerely  yours, 
FRANK  W.  SCHAEFFER. 


Joseph  F.  Sweeney,  1912,  writes  the  secretar\' 
a  very  encouraging  letter.  Joe  is  with  the  Inter- 
national Nickel  Company,  and  is  a  great  exponent 
ot  monel  metal,  and  tells  us  rust  is  baffled  by  it. 

Marty    McLaughlin,    1914,    better   known    to 
Philadelphia  engineers  as  "Big  Mac,"  works  hard 
tor   Vi  lanova  whenever  the  opportunity  offers 
Marty  has  gone  into  the  contracting  business  for 
himself,  specializing  in  split  block  paving. 


Armando  M.  Alvarez,  1918,  is  located  in  Ha- 
vana, Cuba,  with  the  Snare  &  Triest  Company. 
He  is  always  on  the  boost  for  Villanova  and  has 
plans  underway  for  the  formation  of  a  chapter 
of  Villanova  Alumni  in"  Havana. 


ENGINEERS,  ATTENTION! 

Paul  O'Brien  has  expressed  the  attitude  of  the 
Board  of  Governors  in  the  following  letter: 

Mr.  E.  J.  Dougherty, 

2218  Chestnut  St., 
Philadelphia,  Pa. 

Dear  Sir :— Am  very  much  interested  in  the 
cause  and  mighty  glad  someone  has  taken  the 
initiative.  Am  sick  and  tired  of  looking  at  the 
corpse  of  the  Alumni  Association.  Let's  bring 
It  to  life!  Rub  elbows  every  day  with  engineers 
from  other  colleges  and  believe  me,  their  Alumni 
has  a  definite  aim  and  purpose  to  them  Have 
often  thought,  what  does  our  Alumni  Association 
mean  to  us?  Would  be  willing  to  do  all  in  my 
power,  and  anything  within  reason  will  be  cheer- 
fully done. 

Fraternally, 

P.  A.  O'BRIEN. 


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THE     VILLA  NOV  AN 


33 


Rev.  Howard  F.  Barry,  1912,  is  located  at 
Ithaca,  New  York,  and  is  Chaplain  of  the  Cath- 
olic Club  at  Cornell. 


Sliver  Coar,  1912,  has  been  made  a  Major  in 
the  National  Guard  of  Pennsylvania,  and  tells 
us  the  Supreme  Court  of  Pennsylvania  is  not  in 
favor  of  "strawberry  blonds." 


One  of  the  first  to  reply  to  the  card  sent  out 
by  the  secretary  was  the  "old  war  horse,"  Father 
Plunkett,  1896. 


Paul  H.  Quinn,  1910,  of  Olean,  New  York,  is 
the  champion  office  holder  of  the  Alumni.  He 
is  an  officer  in  no  less  than  nineteen  different  cor- 
porations. One  of  them  is  the  Sizeville  Magneto 
Water  Company,  and  we  are  wondering  if  this 
corporation  was  formed  after  the  V^olstead  Act 
went  into  effect.  It  would  not  surprise  us  if  he 
would  have  another  office  added  to  his  list  wdicn 
the  Alumni  meets  next  fall. 


OBITUARY 

On  April  t,  192 i,  Prof.  Denis  O'Sullivan,  for 
thirty  years  a  teacher  in  the  Roman  Catholic  High 
School  at  Philadelphia,  died  of  heart  disease  at 
hi?  home,  4230  Otter  street. 

The  attack  came  with  great  suddenness.  When 
Prof.  O'Sullivan  complained  of  illness,  Mrs. 
O'Sullivan  and  a  servant  helped  him  to  a  couch, 
and  a  few  minutes  later  he  died. 

He  was  seventy-eight  years  old. 

A  teacher  of  mathematics.  Prof.  O'Sullivan 
also  was  an  authority  on  astronomy.  He  was  the 
author  of  several  newspaper  and  magazine  ar- 
ticles on  the  subject.  He  was  a  nicnil)er  of  the 
Camden  Astronomical  Society. 


Born  on  December  11,  1842,  in  County  Kil- 
kenny, Ireland,  Prof.  O'Sullivan  was  educated  at 
Trinity  College,  Dublin.  At  twenty-two  he  start- 
ed to  teach  mathematics  at  Villanova. 

When  the  Roman  Catholic  High  School  was 
founded  in  1890,  Prof.  O'Sullivan  joined  its 
teaching  force.  At  the  time  of  his  retiring  from 
active  duties  on  January  i,  1920,  he  was  dean  of 
the  Catholic  High  School  faculty. 

While  at  the  high  school  he  lectured  at  the 
Catholic  Summer  School  at  Plattsburg. 

Prof.  O'Sullivan  received  the  degree  of  Master 
of  Arts  at  Villanova.  His  retirement,  forced  by 
advancing  years,  had  little  effect  on  his  other 
work.    Pie  was  active  until  his  death. 

Prof.  O'Sullivan  married  Miss  Isabelle  Bevans 
in  Cumberland,  Maryland,  in  1879.  Besides  Mrs. 
O'Sullivan,  two  daughters,  five  sons  and  four 
grandsons  survive. 


WEDDING  BELLS 

News  has  been  received  of  the  marriage  of 
Edward  J.  Higgles,  ex-'2i,  to  Miss  Edith  E. 
Dring,  at  Newport,  R.  I.  Eddie  is  now  a  super- 
intendent for  a  structural  steel  company  and  will 
have  his  home  in  Boston  for  the  present. 

The  wedding  of  Richard  (Pomeray)  Newlyn 
and  Miss  Anna  Doyle,  of  Philadelphia,  took  place 
at  Atlantic  City  recently,  Rev.  H.  T.  Conway,  O. 
S.  A.,  officiating.  Richard  Fogarty,  of  Bryn 
Mawr,  a  former  classmate  at  Tolentine  Aca- 
demy under  Father  Conway,  was  best  man,  and 
Miss  Catherine  Fogarty,  of  Philadelphia,  was 
l)ridcsmaid. 

To  the  happy  couples,  the  Villanovan  extends 
its  felicitations  and  best  wishes. 


34 


THE     V  I  LLAN  OV  AN 


e.r.M. 


CATHOLIC  UNIVERSITY,  6, 
yiLLANOVA,  4. 

Catholic  University  took  revenge  for  their 
defeat  earHer  in  the  season,  by  defeating  the 
Varsity,  G-4,  at  Washington.  Sweeney  was 
out  of  form  and  was  replaced  by  Meader  in 
the  second  inning.  Dollard,  who  opposed 
Sweeney,  was  replaced  by  Jackson,  in  the  third. 
Both  Meader  and  Jackson  pitched  fine  base- 
ball, with  Jackson  getting  the  better  of  the 
argument.  For  Catholic  University  the  play- 
ing of  Curran  is  worthy  of  mention.  For  the 
Varsity   the   work   of    McDonald    and    Ryan 

stood    OUt.:\:-"::  ■'■■■■■'■;;■.:,■;  ■■:■■■.  ^^■.-;  ■^;,  r::''.:%C  ,^.,;''r-' 

The  box  score:  ^ 

YILLANOVA  AB.  R:  H.  PO.  A.  E. 

Rol)iiison,    cf 4  1110  0 

Ryan,    ss     .........;.,.  4  22       2       4  1 

Mcl3onal(l,   c    ...... .....  4  0       15       10 

P.i-ennan,    If 4  0       1       2       0  0 

(',omcz,     21) 4  1       1       2       2  1 

Connolly,    rf 4  0       12       0  0 

O'Brien,    ;5b     . .... 4  0       0       0       2  0 

O'Donnell,   11)    ..........  4  0       1     10       1  0 

vSweenoy,    p 1  0       0       0       2  0 

Meader,    p    2  0       0       0       0  0 

Total     :5ij  4  7  24     12  2 

CATHOLIC    UNIV.  AR.  R.  H.  PO.  A.  E. 

Doiiault,    ss    4  1  0  1       4  0 

DriscoU,    11)    4  0  0  12       0  0 

Vail,    If    4  1  1  r.       1  0 

Corwin,   c    4  0  0  G        1  0 

Mack,    :il)    4  0  1  1        1  0 

Dunn,    cf    4  1  1  1       0  0 

Curran,   2b    4  2  2  12  0 

Lynch,  rf    4  0  0  0       1  0 

Dollard.    p 1  1  1  0       1  0 

Total     . .; :!;■>       C)       7     27     11?       0 

Villanova    :5     0      1     0     0     0     0     0     0—4 

Catholic    U 2     2     1     0     0     1     0     0     x— 0 

Two-base  hit,  Jackson.  Three-base  hits,  McDon- 
ald, Gomez,  Vail,  Dollard.  Home  run,  Ryan.  Struck 
out.  by  Sweeney,  1;  by  Meader,  :i;  by  Dollard,  3; 
by  Jackson,  :{.  Rases  on  balls,  off  Meader,  1;  off 
Dollard,  2;  off  Jackson,  1.  Sacrifice  hits,  McDonald. 
Umpire,  Crooks. 


VILLANOVA,  8;  P.  M.  C,  2. 

Villanova  added  another  gome  to  her  list  of 
victories,  by.  defeating.  Pennsylvania  Military 

College,  at  Chester. 

Walt  Vining  was  on  the  mound  for  the  Var- 
sity, andj  with  the  exception  of  the  third  in- 
ning, had  an  easy  day.  During  this  inning 
a  double,  a  base  on  balls  and  two  singles  gave 
the  cadets  their  only  runs  of  the  game.  The 
Varsity  clinched  the  game  in  the  sixth  inning 
by  scoring  three  runs  on  four  singles  and  a 
double.  Ryan's  four  hits  in  five  attempts  made 
him  the  batting  sensation  of  the  afternoon. 

The  box  score;     \       ';      •    ;    ■ 

VILLANOVA  ^^^^^:^^^,      ■;  A            H.  PO.  A.  E. 

Robinson,  cf ......  5  0       0       10  0 

Ryan,    ss ...  5  14       12  1 

Connolly,  If.  ............;.  .,  3  114       0  0 

McDonald,  c.    ..............  5  118       2  0 

Gomez,   2b 4  1       14       1  0 

Hertzler,  rf 4  1       2       0       0  0 

O'Brien,  :5b 3  1       2       11  0 

O'Donnell,    lb.    .............  411811 

Vining,  p 3  1       2       0       1  0 

Totals     30        8      14     27        H        2 

P.  M.  C.  AB.  R.    H.   PO.  A.   IC 

Lawske,  3b 4  0  2  0  2  1 

Campuzano,  2b 4  0  1  3  2  0 

Allen,  ss 4  1  1  0  0  0 

Lyster,   lb '..  .  3  1  0  10  0  0 

Pool,   c 4  0  0  10  0  0 

Wyman,   cf 4  0  1  1  0  1 

Reilly,  p 4  0  1  0  4  0 

Mayes,   If 4  0  0  0  0  0 

Claus,  rf 3  0  0  3  0  0 

Totals 34       2       f)     27     8       2 

Villanova    0     0     2     0     0     3     0     3     0—8 

P.    M.   C 0     0     0     2     0     0     0     0     0—2 

Two-base  hits,  Gomez,  Allen.  Ctolen  bases. 
O'Brien,  Reilly.  Struck  out,  by  Vining,  8;  by  Reilly, 
9.     Bases  on  balls,  off  Vining,  1;  off  Reilly,  4. 


THE     VILLANOJ^AN 


35 


VILLANOVA,  0;  ST.  MARYS,  O. 

For  the  second  game  of  the  southern  trip,  the 
Varsity  met  the  strong  Mt.  Saint  Mary's  nine 
at  Emmitsburg. 

From  the  first  inning  the  game  turned  into 
a  pitchers'  battle  between  Heagerty,.  the  south- 
erners' star  hurler,  and  Walt  Vining.  The  two 
teams  struggled  for  eight  innings,  but  neither 
could  force  a  counter  over  the  plate.  In  the 
middle  of  the  eighth  inning  a  heavy  downpour 
made  the  field  too  wet  to  play,  and  the  game 
was  called. 

This  battle  was  Vining's  first  game  of  the  sea- 
son. Much  credit  is  due  him  for  the  masterly 
way  in  which  he  handled  the  dangerous  slug- 
gers of  Mt.  Saint  Mary's  team.  Aside  from  the 
work  of  the  two  slab-men,  the  fielding  of  the 
two  teams  was  excellent. 

The  box  score : 

VILLANOVA  AB.  R.  H.  PO.  A.  E). 

Robinson,    cf 4  0  1  0  1  0 

Ryan,  ss 4  0  0  2  3  0 

McDonald,  c 3  0  0  8  1  0 

Brennan,    If 1  0  0  2  0  0 

Gomez  2b 3  0  0  0  2  0 

Connolly,    rf 2  0  0  3  0  0 

O'Brien,  3b 3  0  0  0  1  0 

O'Donnell,  lb 2  0  0  7  0  0 

Vining,  p 3  0  0  0  0  0 

Totals     25       0       1     21       8       0 

MT.  SAINT  MARY'S  AB.  R.  H.  PO.  A.  E. 

Mullen,  cf 3  0  0  1  0  0 

Heagerty,  p 3  0  0  1  3  0 

Chapman,    lb 3  0  0  7  0  0 

Downey,  ss 3  0  0  T)  3  0 

Royer,    c 3  0  2  7  0  0 

Kelley,  rf 2  0  0  1  0  0 

R.  Ruiz,  3b 2  0  0  1  0  0 

J.  Ruiz,  If 1  0  0  1  0  0 

McMorris,  2b 2  0  0  0  1  0 

Totals    22       0       2     24       6       1 

Villanova     ...0     0     0     0     0    0     0     0     x^O 

Mt.  Saint  Mary's  ...... 0     0     0     0     0     0     0     x     x— 0 

Two-base    hit,    Royer.      Sacrifice   hit,    Connolly. 
Trtruck  out,  l)y  Vining,  6;  by  Heagerty,  7.     Bases  on 
balls,  off   Heagerty,  3.     Hit  by  pitched  ball,  J.   Ruiz. 
The  box  score: 


VILLANOVA  5;  TEMPLE  UNIVERSITY  1 

Villanova  defeated  Temple  University  in 
their  game,  which  was  played  on  Villanova 
Field.  The  playing  of  l)oth  teams  vvas  very 
ragged.     Score  by  innings : 


Temple     . 
Villanova 


.01000000  0—1 
.01022000  X—.') 


ler. 


Batteries:  Moore  and  O'Brien,  Vining  and  Hertz- 


LEBANON  VALLEY,  6;  VILLANOVA,  5. 

After  a  ten-day  lay-off,  caused  by  the  poor 
weather,  the  Varsity  met  the  Lebanon  Valley 
team,  at  \^illanova  and  lost  6  to  5.  Though  the 
sun  shown  l^rig^htly,  the  diamond  was  still  soak- 
ed and  fast  fielding  was  impossible. 

The  Varsity  took  the  lead  in  the  second  in- 
ning, when  singles  by  Gomez,  Connolly  and 
O'Brien  resulted  in  two  runs.  Lebanon  Valley 
overcame  this  lead  in  the  third  and  fourth  in- 
nings, by  means  of  a  couple  timely  hits  and 
several  errors.  The  score  stood  deadlocked 
until  the  seventh  inning.  During  this  frame 
two  hits  and  a  sacrifice  gave  the  visitors  an- 
other tally.  In  the  next  inning  Witmer  was  hit 
by  a  pitched  ball ;  stole  second  and  scared 
on  Matchton's  double  to  left  field.  Matchton 
was  nipped  at  third  by  Brennan's  quick  return. 

Tlie  Varsity  rallied  in  the  ninth.  Rob- 
inson singled  and  scored  on  McDonald's 
double.  Moore  ended  the  inning  when  he 
speared  Brennan's  scorching  drive  down  the 
first  base  line  for  the  third  out. 

The   box   score : 

VILLANOVA  AB.  R.  H.  PO.  A.  K. 

Robinson,   cf    5  1  1  2  1  0 

Ryan,  ss    5  0  1  2  2  2 

McDonald,    c     5  0  3  9  1  0 

Brennan,   If    3  1  1  2  1  0 

Gomez,  2b    4  2  2  0  3  1 

Connolly,    rf    3  1  1  1  0  0 

O'Brien,    3b     2  0  1  1  2  1 

O'Donnell,  lb   1  0  0  5  0  0 

Neville,    lb    3  0  0  5  0  0 

Sweeney,   p    1  0  0  0  3  0 

Vining,   p    > 1  0  0  0  0  0 

*Hertzler    1  0  0  0  0  0 

zFord     1  0  0  0  0  0 

Total    34       5     10     27     13       4 

*Batted  for  Sweeney  in  4th  inning. 
zBatted  for  Vining  in  9th  inning. 

LEBANON  VALLEY  AB.  R.  H.  PO.  A.  E. 

Cohen,    ss     5  1       1  2  1  0 

Honan,   3b    ... 4  0       0  1  0  0 

Matchton,  c .'">  2       2  4  1  0 

Moore,  lb   ..... 4  0       1  12  0  0 

Uhler,    2b 4  0       0  1  4  1 

Nitrauer,  cf    ............  Ir  111  0  0 

Wolfesberger,  rf 3  12  4  0  0 

Smith,  If    ..... . . 4  0       1  2  0  0 

Witmer,    p 3  1       1  0  4  0 

Total    .^... 37       G       9     27      10        1 

Lebanon    Valley    0     0     2     2     0     0     1     1     0 — G 

Villanova    0     2     0     2     0     0     0     0     1 — 5 

Two-base  hits,  McDonald,  Matchton.  Stolen  bases, 
McDonald,  Brennan,  Matchton,  Moore,  Witmer. 
Struck  out,  by  Sweeney,  3;  by  Vining,  5;  by  Witmer, 
4.  Bases  on  balls,  off  Sweeney,  1;  off  Vining,  1:  off 
Witmer,  4.  Hit  by  pitched  ball,  by  Vining,  1;  Witmer, 
1.     Umpire,  McDermott. 


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THE     V  I  LLA  NOV  AN 


¥ILLANOVA,    16;    COLLEGE   OF 

■-^iv^r-:-.  OSTEOPATHY,  0.  ;■  ■;■  i:-.:::;^:^:r-:.-;.:-^ 
;  In  a  game  played  on  Villanova  Field,  the 
Varsity,  completely  outclassed  the  College  of 
Osteopathy,  iO-O.  The  Varsity  gathered  a 
total  of  nineteen  hits,  including-  home  runs  by 
Connolly  and  Hertzler.  Yates,  the  visitors' 
pitcher,  went  well  until  the  fifth  inning,  when  a 
walk  and  nine  hits  resulted  in  eight  runs.  Con- 
nolly, with  four  hits  in  four  attempts,  led  the 
Varsity's  attack,  while  Yates  was  a  tower  of 
strength  to  the  visitors. 

Score  by  innings: 

Osteopathy     0  0  00  000  0—  0 

Villanova    . .  ; 0  1   0  4  8  2  1  x~lG 

Batteries:  Yates,  VanRiper  and  Sullivan,  Meader, 
Sweeney  and  McDonald. 

LAFAYETTE,  5 ;  VILLANOVA,  0. 

On  May  14,  the  Varsity  traveled  to  Easton 
where  they  were  defeated  by  the  strong  La- 
fayette team.  Lafayette  drew  first  blood  in 
the  fourth  inning,  when  an  error  by  McDonald 
and  a  double  ])y  Chillson  gave  them  a  counter. 
In  the  sixth  inning  three  hits,  including  a  home 
run  by  Ciazella  and  a  triple  by  Chillson,  gave 
the  Eastonians  two  more  runs.  The  last  scor- 
ing of  the  game  was  done  in  the  eighth  on  hits 
by  (ja/cella  and  Chillson.     • 

For  Villanova,  O'Brien  played  a  steady 
game,  while  the  hitting  of  Gaz.ella  and  Chillson 
was  easily  the  feature  of  the  Lafayette  attack. 

The  l)()x  score : 

AJ3.  R.  H.  PO.  A.   E. 


0        0 


1 


0 


VILLANOVA 

Robinson,    cf , 

Ryan,    ss .  .  .  4  0  0  2  2  4 

McDonald,    c ;..  4  0  1  G  1  1 

Hrennan,  If 4  0  1  0  0  0 

Gomez,    21) :i  0  0  3  2  0 

Connolly,   rf :}  0  0  -J  1  0 

O'Hrien,  lib 3  0  2  1  2  0 

O'Donnell,    lb !!  0  0  7  1  1 


Meader,   p. 


0       0 


0 


Totals     ;!1  0  4 

LAFAYKTTK                   .  AR.  R.  H. 

VValback,  If ;{  1  0 

Welles,   21) 4  0  0 

Gazella,   lib.    .. 4  2  2 

Chillson,  lb 4  2  :i 

Carney,    cf 4  0  1 

Rieber,    ss :i  0  0 

Reeves,   rf 4  0  1 

Sraschaltz,    c.    ;............  .      4  0  0 

Lon,L>aker,   p :i  0  0 

Totals iili  ;")  7 


24     l:i 
PO.  A. 


2 

:i 

1 

i:! 

2 

1 
1 

4 
0 


0 

1 

0 
0 
0 

7 
0 

1 

4 


0 
0 

1 

0 
0 

1 

0 
0 
0 


Villanova     .  . ... .....0     0     0     0     0     0 

Lafayette    . 0     0     0     1     0     2 

Two-base  liits,  Chillson,  2;  Reeves, 
hits,  Chillson,  Gazella.  Home  rnn,  Gazella.  Sacrifice 
hit,  Gomez.  Struck  out,  by  Meader,  3;  by  Longaker, 
4.     Rases  on  halls,  off   Meader,  2. 


27     Hi       2 

0     0     0—0 
0     2     X—.') 

Three-base 


BASEBALL  AS  IT  WAS  PLAYED 

•     Few  at  Villanova  can  recall  the  early  days  of 
the  college's  varsity  baseball  squad,  and  many  will 
be  interested  t6  learn  that  the  sport  was  a  sue-  : 
cess  from  the  first. 

John  W.  McFadden,  one  of  our  Alumni,  of 
Ilolmesburg,  Pa.,  tells  about  baseball's  introduc- 
tion at  Villanova.    His  letter  follows: 

Manager  of  Baseball  Club, 

Villanova  College, 

Villanova,  Pennsylvania. 

Dear  Sir: — In  looking  over  a  diary  I  kept 
while  a  student  at  Villanova,  I  found  soflie  items 
which  should  be  of  interest  to  the  present  day 
lovers  of  baseball  at  the  college.  I  am  moved  to  . 
write  because  it  wasn't  long  ago  that  Villanova 
marked  the  semi-centennial  of  the  college  baseball 
club.  It  was  on  Wednesday,  May  2,  i866,  that 
the  college  boys  played  their  first  match  game. 
Their  opponents  were  Central,  of  Philadelphia, 
The  score  by  innings : 

Total 

Villanova    9     12     24     14     15—74 

Central    2       8       :5       1       1—9 

Seventy-four  to  nine  in  five  innings!  I  have  not 
recorded  the  names  of  the  players,  but  the  list  I 
give  from  memory  is  not  far  wrong :  Joseph 
Bloomer,  Thomas  Gill,  ss. ;  Patrick  Gallagher, 
Charles  Marsden,  Thomas  Maloney,  2nd ;  James 
Wynne,  c. ;  Joseph  Doherty,  p. ;  James  Magee  ; 
and  Dennis  Magee,  1st. 

The  game  was  played  at  the  foot  of  the  hill 
in  a  field  between  the  college  and  the  pike.  Ball 
clubs  in  those  days,  which  could  appear  in  uni- 
forms were  a  rarity.  Villanova  had  none.  Cen- 
tral came  upon  the  field  all  decked  in  new  uni- 
forms. The  sight  of  such  an  array  almost  took 
away  what  little  hope  Villanova  had  of  winning, 
October  13,  1866,  the  first  nine  received  shirts,  the 
beginning  of  uniforms. 

A  game  with  an  outside  club  was  an  event  in 
those  days.  Two  or  three  such  games  were  all  that 
•were  played  in  a  season.  Baseball  was  the  prin- 
cipal sport,  but  the  boys  had  clubs  among  them-' 
selves  and  there  was  much  rivalry.  Other  scores 
are  as  follows : 

June  13,  1806- Keystone,  of  Philadelphia,  40;  Villa- 
nova, 9.    Keystone  was  one  of  the  hest  clubs  in  the  city. 

June   19,   1807— Villanova,  ;i]  ;   Seminary,  21. 

November    14,    1807- Villanova,   48;    Seminary,   28. 

September  20,  18r)7 — Villanova,  30; , Seminary,  38.      ' 

Some  of  the  baseball  clubs  in  1800  and  1807  were  the 
Junior.s,  Excelsiors,  Red,  White  and  Blue,  Rough  and 
T-Jeady,  Independent,  Regatta,  Keystone  and  Atlantic. 

Can  Villanova  make  as  many  runs  this  season 
as  she  did  in  five  innings  in  1866? 

Yours  truly, 

JOHN  W.  McFADDEN. 


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,^<>  .'         '    TlUi     y  I LLA  NO  V  AN  W''''M:^':M^-W^^ 

VILLANOVA,    16;    COLLEGE    OF         ,  BASEBALL  AS   IT   WAS   PLAYED       T; 

OSTEOPATHY,  0.  I«^.^^    .^^   \  ill.-nu.va  can  ivcaU  the  early  days,  of 

In    a    L;.ini(     plaxid    <.n    Xillanoxa    l''u'l(l,    tin         the  i-ollet^e's  \  arsitv  baseball  S(|na(l."  and  many,  will  ,■ 
\at-^n\     1 1  iiiiplt  t(  1\     tintcla>.sed    tlu    C'ollei^e    mI        ]>('  mtere.Nled   t<i   learn   that    the   sport    \\;;s  a   sin-- 
'  )^l(i  .paihy,    K;  0.       The     N'arsity     gathered     a        ei'ss  from  the  lirst. 

I'ilal   111'  iiineletn    liit~~,   inelndin^   Imnie   rnns  hy  John    W.    .Meh'adden,    one    of   onr    Alnmni,    n\ 

C'Miindlly    ;nid     lleil/ler.       \'ates.    the    visitors'        llolmeshur^-,    Ta.,  tells  ahont    hasehidl's  inlrodne- 
pilehcr,  went  Well  until  the  lii'th  inning,  when  a        lion  at   \'illano\a.     Mis  letter  follows:  [■:,.:  ^^^^K:.^]-:.^ 
walk  and  mne  hit>  i-e^nlted  in  t'ij^lit  rnns.    C'on- 

nolly.   with    idni-  hil>    in    I'onr  attempts,   led   the  ManajL^er  of  liasehall  Clul^.^' ■  ':;  '  .,,^>.^ . ,  'r 
\'aj'sit\"s    attatd<,    while    N  ates  was   a    towei"   of '.;'.-  \'illano\a  C'()lle|Lje.;v', . 
:-lreniL;ih  to  the  visit'-rs/.;   .::,.;;,  :;:;  ■]:..w:-;\':'-y-^:-:^'::^^:nJ^'',y   \;'i11ano\a,    I 'enns\-I\-ania. 

S>Mir  hy  iiiiiiiiL;>:  :  /   \  ■  ;         I  )ear    Sir :      In    lookins;    over    a    diary    I    kept/ 

<  •>t<Mp;iiiiy    /; , .  . .  .y^v//. .  .;.,:v./<i  i>  0;  ()  ()  irt)  It-    (i  ■      whik'  ;i  student  at  \illano\a.   1    found  sonie  items: 

:\'"-""'^'':  ..v-r...-v./.,. ;.  .....r^^^^^  '  'y;'^  •-.  '  :^  ;;!''  whieh   should   l)e   of   interi'st   to  the   present    day- 

I'.aticiics;    Nans,    \'anl\i|KT   ;ni<l    Siillivaii.Mradcr,        lovers  of  haseh.all  at   the  college.      I    am  mowd  to 
.:^ue.MirA  and.  AU:lhHi:al<i/.  y-^,:'/y;-:.\,,^.-,,.^^^.-.;\yvhv   because   it    wasn't    loni^'ai^o   that    \illanova^ 

T'AWA^rT-./r-r,,r-     c     ^fT-r  t   A-Kxr^TT  A     r:  ^    ^  '^'^^'^^^^'^^  ^'i*-'  semi-centiMinial  of  the  colle<;e  baseball 

.      LAFAYETTE.  5;  VILLANOVA,  0.    -,v^^  ^^^  |^   ^^.^^^  ,„^   WVdnes.lav.   Mav   j.    iShf..  that 

(  )n    ,\la_\     II,   the  A  ;n-Mty   travcU'd   to    l',;iston        ii^.  v()lle,^e    bovs    iil.aved    their    lirst    nialch    .^ame.: 
whrrc    tlie\     were    <lel'eated    by    the    stn.n.u    1  ,a-        Their   o]')i)onents    were   C'entnd,    of    1 'hiladeli)hia. 
l;i\clte    tc;im.       l.alavette    drew     lirst    b^xid    in        The  score  l)v  inuin<'s: 

ihc   foin'th   innin-.  when  an  errnr  b\"    McMonald     :  ;  : ',;;  ■     ^    . .    ■ :.         V;    .y.X.    ...:■.   ..'i'c)!;!!". 

and   a   dmibh'  by   riiillson   L^axe   th('nv  a  counter,.  ,.;■;;  A-'lhnu.va    ...,,.....,..,..  ;u  :   1:1     :l\^   :  \\     \r,-7A      j 

I  n  the  sixth  iiniiiiL^  thia^'  hits,  incluilint,^  a  h()nvtV;;v^^.:,  ■''     •:•■•••• ■  •  •'-       "-       ■'       '       ^       ■' 

run    by    (^a/tdla   and   a    triple   by   C'ldlls()n.  |^■ave-,  A'  SevtMity-four  to  nine  in  live  nnhni^s !  I  have  not  ■. 
Ilie    l\ast(.nians  two  more  runs.     The  last   sc<  ir-        nrorded  the  names  of  the  players,  but   the  list    \ 
in.i;  <>\  the  -aiiU'  was  doiu'  in  the  ei-hth  on  hits       i^ixe    from    memor\-    is    not     far    wron^':     jose])h' 
b\    ('.a/rll.i   and   rhilN,  ai.  I'doomer,    Thomas    ('.ill.    ss.  :     I'atrick    ( '.allaj^her, 

I'oi-    \ill;ino\a.      ()'|lricn      jilayed     a      steady        Charles   .Marsden.  Thomas   .Maloni'w  jnd ;  Janu's 
;.-'anu-,  while  ilic  InlliiiL;  d   liazella  and  (,'hills(,n        Wvanie.    c.  ;    Joseph    1  )olu'rty,    ]).  ;    James    .Xlat^ee 
w.i--   ea>il_\    tlk'    l\',iiure  dl    the    I  ,a  I'.a  \  ct  le  atta(d<.        .and   I  )t'nnis   .Ma^^'ee,    1st.  ./    : 

Mir  111  i\  scoiT  :  Tlu'   ,i;ame    was   plaved   at    the    foot    of   the   hill 

\  II.I,\Xm\    \  \r,    K     II     l'().    \     I'',.        i"   ''   Ik'ld  bilwixMi  the  coll(\!L;f  and  the  juke.      Hall 

l\Mliiiiv,,ii,    cf.     ......A....:..;.      1       II       0        1        1       II        clubs    in    thosf   d,a\>.    which    could   appear   in    uni-, 

Iv^'iii.    -- I       II       11       ■.'       :.'       I        forms  were  a  rarilv.      \  illano\-;i  had  none.     C'eii-^ 

i^,''"""''''';.  '■ .....:..-      I       II        1       (i       t        1        i,-;il   came    uiion    the    lield   all   decked    in    new    uni- 

hrcia;.!,!,    ll .  .        1         n         1         U        D        0  .  ,,,,    '       .    ,  .  ,  ,  , 

,; ,./     ..],                                       ■;  II  I)  ..  .)  ,|  tonus.       I  lie   si^'bt   ot   >ucn  an   array  almost   took 

r.aiiH>li\,    :i' :;  II  II  :;  l  n  awa\'   wh.at   little   hojie    \ill;ino\;i   h,ad   ol    winniut;'. 

'  'I'lKii-   •■I' '■'■  "  '-'  '  '-'  "  (  )(,-t<iber  \  ].   iS^^i.  the  lirst  nine  recei\eiWhirls,  tin- 

''■"';""•"•    "'•    ■• ■■  "  "  ;  1  I  lK-inniii-"of  uniforms. 

\   i^.aine    with   an   outsKk'  rlub   w;is  an  ewnl    ni 

ha.iK ..    ::i  II  I  ■-' I  1.:  c,  thosr  d;i\s.  Two  ( ir  three  sucli  L;;mu'S  w  ere  all  ih.al 

|,.\l    \^  !■  Ill                          \l',.  K'.  II.  I'M  \.  I'..  were  pkayi'd   in  a    sr,as(i!i.      I'.ascT.all   w;is  the  jirin- 

^\  :ill''i' !•■   ll '■'•  1  "  "  "  "  cip.al    sport,  but    the  lio\s  h.ad  clubs  .amon^   tlieni- 

^^'"',:'   ■•'; '       "       "       •'■        '       "        -^elvrs  .and  there  was  much   ri\alrv.     <  )ther  scores 

I  ,:i,'(lla,    :;1. I        '.'■.'        1        ii        1  . 

C'!iilU..n.   II,, .....  I  •.'  :;  i:;       n       e  •""'■  •'''    l"tl"\\-: 

(■•ii.,i,.^      I  i\       I  II  I  ■'       (I       (I  jniic    i:;.    lsi;r,     l\(\  viniic,   n\     I'liiLiiKlplii,!.    in;    \  illa- 

p, j,.|,,.p     „,, .  ;;  n  n  i         ;         l  in  i\  ,a.  '.i.     I\c\  smnr  \\  as  mif  ch'  llir  licsl  cliilis  in  the  rii>. 

1^;,.,.^,.,^    rl.     .  ■ I  II  I  inn  liiiir    I'.i.    Isn;      Nillaimxa.    ill;    ."srniiii.ar.^ .    '.'l. 

.-'r:i- cli.ill /.     r 1  n  n  I         I         n  \ii\(iiilu-r     II.     |sr,;      \'i'1;iiic  i\  a.     is;    ."staniiiarv  .    :.'s. 

I  ,  ar'.ikir,    II :;  ii  n  n        i       n  ,'si-|it  miluM'  '.'i;.    i  si; ;      \  illani  '\  a.  iin ;   Scminai  >■,   :'>s, 

S.niic  III    ilir   li.asili.ill   ilnli^   in    isnr,  and    Isc;    were   llic 

|,,iil, ; :;:;  ,",  ;  ■;;       i:;         •'  liiiiiurs.     l'',\i'ct^ii  ir>,     Kcil.     White    ami     I'.Iiie.     l\iiii'_;li    ami 

K'eatK.  I  iiiieMcinleiit.    kei^alta.    KeNsii.ne   ami     \tlaiilic. 

^    ill.m,  ,\  a        .  .  n      n      n      n      n      II      n      n      n     n  ,  .  ■  \    ai  i  .1   ■ 

,  ,  ,  .  (  ,aii  \ill,ano\a    make  as  inaii\    rniis   this   season 

I  ..il.i\  (He     ....... n      n      n       I       n      ■.'      n       '      \      .,  .  .  ^  ■     . 

.,  ,  ,  .,  .,,  ,        I,  I,  ,  ,as  ^he  (id  111  li\e  inniiii's  m    iNiii.- 

I.N.I   ha-'-    ill-..       i.iiilh-"n.    ■.' :       K(e\e-..        I  hree   hase  -^ 

llil-.    thill-.ni.    I'.a/ill.l.       Iliiine    I  1111.    1  .a.'tlhl        S.ieialae  ^   (ini's    tiaiK. 

liii     I'liiier         ■■'iinrj.    lint.   li\     .Mi.nhr,   ■'.;   ii\     1 .1  iim  al  (a'. 

I        i:a-'.    ^.n    i.all^.    ..II     .\lea.hr.    ■'.  !<    MIX    W  .    M  e  k"  XDni'-.X. 


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THE     V  I  LLANO  VAN 


P1JNTH2 


ENGINEERING  ANTE-EXAMINATIONS 
With  Apologies  to  Tennyson 

Work!    Work!    Work! 
O'er  my  thiimb-iiiarked  l)ooks — how  seared! — 

For  I  know  that  I  eannot  answer 
A  question,  if  unprepared. 

O  well  for  the  Classical  man, 
As  he  smiles  at  his  Latin  and  Greek! 

O  well  for  the  "crib"  that  he  has — 
There  ain't  any  made  for  Trig! 

And  the  precious  hours  roll  on 
To  the  day  when  "exams"  are  cast; 

But  oh !  for  the  aid  of  a  "crib"  or  two 
And  the  sound  of  a  voice  that  I've  passed! 

Work!     Work!     Work! 
On  my  "Light  and  Heat" — oh,  bov! 

But  the  day  that  I  take  "Roofs"  'and  "Bridges" 
Will  never  be  filled  with  joy. 

— John  II.  Crawford,  '21 


THE     VILLANOVAN 


39" 


POPULAR  SONGS 

"The  End  of  a  Perfect  Day." 

Amby  Brennan :  Three  hits  out  of  three  times 


up. 


"When  the  Boys  Come  Marching  Home.' 
Connolly  knocks  a  triple. 
"I'll  See  You  in  Cuba" — Gomez. 
Swan  Song — Duet,  Robbie  and  Ambie. 
"I  Can  Mold  'Em  All"— McDonald. 


Purie — "Say  Jim,  did  you  see  where  Edison 
says  that  all  college  men  are  'amazingly  ignor- 
ant.' " 

Jim — "Edison?  Why  say,  when  that  guy  wants 
to  do  anything  he  has  its  sit  up  all  night  to  work 
it  out." 


Sweet  Thing— "Mello  Paul!" 
Cranston — "Hello  May!     Out  for  your  after- 
noon siesta." 


Brady — "You  had  better  sec  a  tonsorial  doc- 


tor. 


Miles— "Why?    There's    nothing    the    matter 
with  my  throat." 


Jack — "What's  your  highest  ambition  in  life?" 
Jim — "To  have  an  Emmie  (M.  E.)  after  my 


name. 


It's  a  question  nowadays  whether  son  goes 
through  college  before  college  goes  through  father 
or  not. 


Mother — "1  heard  you  kissing  that  young  man 
last  evening." 

Daughter — "Oh,  no,  mother,  that  was  father 
eating  soup." 


Doc — "What's   the   matter — over   seas," 
Mutilated  Patient- "No  married." 


Wifey  (4  A.  M.)— "Drunk  again!" 
Hubby— "At's  all  right,  shom  I." 


It  really  is  marvelous  that  the  boys  of  today 
are  worse  than  those  when  father  was  a  boy. 
And  still  there  are  just  as  many  angels  going  to 
heaven,    ./ ■^■.■. 


Oleary — "Curves   make   girls   Angelic." 

Stingy- — "Yes!      They    also    make    speeders 
angels."  :■■  ■..:'.':'''■■':■■ 


Prof.— "It  is  always  better  to  begin  at  the  bot- 
tom of  the  ladder,  my  boy.'' 

Student — ^"But  suppose  the  fire  is  on  the  fourth 
floor?"   ,  :..    ,. 


The  doctor  said  that  I  am  beyond  hope  of  medi- 
cal attention. 

Why!  You  don't  look  as  though  you  were 
dying." 

No!   But  I'm  broke. 


Gee,  it's  hard  to  be  broke. 
It's  harder  to  be  flush. 


He — "How  did  you  like  that  joke,  quite  orig- 
inal, eh?'' 

She — "It  was  wonderful.  I  always  did  like 
that  joke." 


He — "If  I   would  kiss  you,   how   would  you 
take  it?" 

She — "Well,  how  do  you  generally  give  them  ?" 


"Say,   'Amby,'   did  you   slide   home   on   pur 


pose 


"Maybe,  but  that  ain't  where  it  burns." 


He — "The  fellows  bet  me  a  quarter  I  didn't 
dare  speak  to  you.     Don't  mind,  do  you?'' 

She — "Not  at  all.  Run  along  novv  and  get 
\our  ciuarter." 


"Did  you  get  much  of  an  allowance  last 
night?" 

"No!  She  onlv  allowed  me  to  hold  her 
hand." 


Stella  (piously) — "I  can  see  good  in  anything." 
Jack   (anxiously) — "Can  you  see  good  in  the 
dark?" 


"Now  I  lay  me  down  to  sleep,  I  i)ray  the  Lord 
my  soul  to  keep — " 

"If,''  ])rompted  mother. 

"If  he  hollers,  let  him  go,  eeny,  nieeny,  miny, 
mo !" 


Mart — "See,  your  fjirl  has  pullman  teeth." 

Bill— "Huw  come?'' 

Mart— "One  upper  and  one  lower." 


"I  kissed  her  last  night." 
"Is  that  right?" 
"No,  but  it's  so." 


McGeehan- — "He's  wandering  in  his  mind." 
I'iggy — "That's  all  right.    He  won't  go  far." 


Gaomosa— "What's  your  idea  of  clean  sport?" 
Bro.  E. — "Swimming." 


THE     V  I  L  L  A  N  0  V  A'N 


What  Is  Research? 


UPPOSE  that  a  stove  burns  too  much  coal  for  the  amount  of 

heat  that  it  radiates.  The  manufacturer  hires  a  man  familiar 

with  the  principles  of  combustion  and  heat  radiation  to  make 

experiments  which  will  indicate  desirable  changes  in  design.     The 

6tove  selected  as  the  most  efficient  is  the  result  of  research. 

Suppose  that  you  want  to  make  a  ruby  in  a  factory — not  a  mere 
imitation,  but  a  real  ruby,  indistinguishable  by  any  chemical  or 
physical  test  from  the  natural  stone.  You  begin  by  analyzing  rubies 
chemically  and  physically.  Then  you  try  to  make  rubies  just  as 
nature  did,  with  the  same  chemicals  and  under  similar  conditions. 
Your  rubies  are  the  result  of  research — research  of  a  different  type 
from  that  required  to  improve  the  stove. 

Suppose,  as  you  melted  up  your  chemicals  to  produce  rubies  and 
experimented  with  high  temperatures,  you  began  to  wonder  how  hot 
the  earth  must  have  been  millions  of  years  ago  when  rubies  wereiirst 
crystallized,  and  what  were  the  forces  at  play  that  made  this  planet 
what  it  is.  You  begin  an  investigation  that  leads  you  far  from 
rubies  and  causes  you  to  formulate  theories  to  explain  how  the  earth, 
and,  for  that  matter,  how  the  whole  solar  system  was  created.  That 
would  be  research  of  a  still  different  type — pioneering  into  the 
unknown  to  satisfy  an  insatiable  curiosity. 

Research  of  all  three  types  is  conducted  in  the  Laboratories  of  the 
General  Electric  Company.  But  it  is  the  third  type  of  research — 
pioneering  into  the  unknown — that  means  most,  in  the  long  run, 
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Printing  Litlioft't'a  piling  Engraving 

607  Cliestimt  Street 

PH  [LA  DELPHI  A 


^       Oompliiuents  of 

J.  J.  BRIDGEFORD 

FIRE  BRICK 
SPECIALIST 

]526  PARRISII  STREET 
Phone,  Pop.  4882  PHILADELPHIA 


Call  upon  us  for  the  catering 

for    your    next    Dinner    Party 

We   liave   taken   over   the  business   of 

E.  M.  PBNNER 

Orders  for  Delivery  Taken  Daily  Until 
5    P,    M.    Sunday   until   10.30    A.   M, 

MAXWELL  KOPLII^ 

867  Ijiincaster  Ave.  BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 

Telephone  Bryn  Mawr  724-J 


ENRICO  VALENTINE 

Expert  Shoemaker 

East  Side  of  Garrett  Ave.,  near 

P^^  &  W.  R.  R.  Bridge 

Garrett  Hill 


GENTS'  FURlNlISHINGS 
SHOES 

BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 

Ten  Per  ('cut  Discount  to  College  and 
Prep  Students 


JEANNETTE'S 

Bryn  Mawr  and  Wayne 

FLOWER  SHOPS 

CUT  FLOWERS 
AND  PLANTS 

WEDDING  BOUQUETS  AND 

FUNERAL  DESIGNS 

807  Lancaster  Avenue,  Bryn  Mawr 

Phone,  Bryn  Mawr  570 


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APOTHECARY 

ROSEMONT,  PA. ;;::>:L;-r.  ■;:;:<•;  v';^ 

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E.  Clinton  &  Co.,  Inc. 


2119-2121  Arch  St. 


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We  make  a  complete  line  of  home-made 
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848  Lancaster  Avenue 

V  BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 

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F.  P.  CONWAY  &  CO. 

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Cementwork 

CHESTNUT  HILL,  PA. 


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1602  Market  St. 
PHILADELPHIA 

William  L.  Hayden 
Hardware 

Locksmithing 

838  LANCASTER  AVENUE 
Bryn  Mawr,  Pa. 

Bell,  Market  2594                                                                                             Keystone,  Main  3486 

Eslablitiihed  Eighteen  Hundred  and  Eighly-two 

PENN     FRUIT     COMPANY 

H.  L.  WESTCOTT 
Wholesale  Dealers  in 

FRUIT    AND    PRODUCE! 

14  N.  DELAWARE  AYENUE                                                               PHILADELPHIA,  PA. 

Compliments 

of  a 

Friend 

PETER  lANNOTTA 

Compliments 

LANCASTER   AVENUE 
Bryn  Mawr,  Pa. 

Bell  Phone,  Belmont  4140        Prompt  Service 

James  Farley 
Plumbing 

HOT  WATER  AND  STEAM  HEATING 

5422  WYALUSING  AVENUE 
Phi  adelphia 

WM.     STALKER 
Shoemaker  ^°?sr'" 

937  Lancaster  Ave.,  Bryn  Mawr,  Pa. 

SHOE  REPAIRING  IN  ALL  ITS 
BRANCHES 

You  put  on  those  shoes  with  a  feeling  of  satisfaction 
after  having  them  repaired  by  us.     We  use  all  High- 
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ESTABLISHED  1837 


INCORPORATED  1919 


Robt.  Shoemaker  &  Co.,  Inc. 

Wholesale  Druggists 

Manufacturers  of 
PURE  POWDERED  DRUGS  AND  SPICES 


N.  E.  Cor.  Fourth  and  Race  Streets 

PHILADELPHIA 

JOSEPH  J.   OT.OUGHLIN 

FRANK  H.  STEWART 

Electric  Company 

141  North  Ninth  Street 
Philadelphia 

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Electric  Supplies 

DIAMONDS  AND  WATCHES 

37-39  W.  7th  St.                      PHILADELPHIA 

Specialists  in 

JOHN    Y.   PARKE    CO. 

DIAMOND  JEWELRY 

MANUFACTURERS 

JOBBERS 

Valuations  for  Estates            Establifrhed  1882 

Electrical  Supplies 

31  NORTH  SEVENTH  STREET 

Fine  Watch  Repairing 

Philadelphia,  Pa. 

Proprietors  of  Tete-a-Tete  Coffee 

TETE    BROTHERS 

Jobbers  and  Wholesalers  of  Teas  and  Coffees 

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THE    ARDMORE    STUDIO 


CHRONICLE  BUILDING 


Washingfton  J.  Hudson 

Photographer 


ARDMORE,  PA. 


J.  E.  Caldwell  &  Co. 

Jewelers 
Silversmiths 


Importers  of 

Diamonds  and  Pearls 

Fine  Watches  and  Clocks 


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CONNECTION 


Whelan  I  Powers 


Special   Designs  for  Class  or 

Club  Emblems  submitted  on 

request  without  charge 


Prize  Cups  and  Medals 
for  presentation 


PHILADELPHIA 


Plumbing 
Heating 

and 
Roofini 


ARDMORE,  PA. 


TOSACCO 


F.  MURPHY  CO. 

CIGARS  CIGARETTES 


Candy,   Chewing   Gum,   Matches,   Pipes 
131    NORTH   SIXTH    STREET 


Corner  Cherry  Street 


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THE     V  ILLA  NOV  AN 


PHILIP     HARRISON 

Walk-Over  Boot  Shop 

AND  

Gentlemen's  Outfitter 

818  LANCASTER  AVENUE 
BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 


M.    M.    McQARVEY 

1141  Lancaster  Pike 
Rosemont,  Pa. 

LADIES'  AND   GENTS'  FURNISHINGS 
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in  all 
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SEOOin)  FLOOR 

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MICHAEL  TALONE 
Tailor 

"To  Those  Who  Care" 

1123  LANCASTER  AVENUE 
Bryn  Mawr— Rosemont 

Moore's   Pharmacy 

Drugs,  Stationery, 

School  Supplies, 

Candies 

Lancaster  Ave.  Bryn  Mawr,  Pa. 


CHAS.  A.  KRULL 

Wholesale 

Tobacco 

Cigars 

and 

Cigarettes 

55  NORTH  2nd  STREET 
PHILADELPHIA 


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THE     VILLA  NO  VAN 


R/POLINSKY 

J023  LANCASTER  AVENUE 
BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 

Shoe  Repairing 


FRANK  I  FLOYD 

Men^Sy  Women^s  and 
Children's    Outfitter 


Dry   Goods    and    Notions 

BUTTERWICK  PATTERNS 
Shoes  for  Men*  Women  and  Children 

Bryn  Mawr^  Pa* 


10  Per  Cent*  Discount  to  Priests  and  Students 
of  Villanova  College 


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Harness  and  Saddlery 
Paints,  Oils  and  Glass 

Trunks,  Bags  and  Suit-Cases 
Automobile  Supplies 

Trunks  and  Bags  Repaired 

Called  for  and  Delivered 

903-905  LANCASTER  AVENUE 
BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 


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FITZGERALD'S 

Terminal  Market 

EAST  WALL 
Wholesale   and  Retail 

SEA 
FOOD 

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Incorporated  April  20,  1853 

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William  V.  McGrath,  Jr..  Vice  Pres. 

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Thos.  H.  Cullinan,  Asst.  Treas. 

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leretniah  J.  Sullivan 
Charles  A.  McManus 
lohn  T.  Dohan 
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Anlhony  A.  Hirst 
Ignatius  J.  Horstmann 
George  W.  Norris 
John  J.  MacDonald 
James  M.  Kelley        ■         ' 
Joseph  M.  Engel 
Edward  J.  Dooner 

Joseph  F. 


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Hon  Joseph  F.  Lamorelle 
John  E    Lonergan 
Thos.  Devlin 
William  V.  McGrath,  Jr. 
Michael  F.  Hanson 
Henry  C.  Esliiig 
Henry  F.  Michell 
William  J.  Doyle 
.  David  J.  Smyth 

Louis  E.  Pequignot 

Murpha  P.  Quinn 
Gallagher 


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Lake,  Union  and  Eagle  Streets 
CHICAGO,  ILL. 


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Philadelphia 


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PHILADELPHIA 


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Manufacturer 
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867  LANCASTER  AVENUE 
Bryn  Mawr,  Pa. 

T.  E.  FAHY 

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PHILADELPHIA 


W.      F.      USHER 
Pliarmacist 

1046-48  LANE  AVENUE 
Bryn  Mawr,  Pa. 

Phone,  Bryn  Mawr  97 

J  E  ANNETTE'S 

Bryn  Mawr  and  Wayne 

FLOWER  SHOPS 

Cut  Flowers  and  Plants,  Wedding 
Bouquets  and  Funeral  Designs 

807  Lancaster  Ave.  Bryn  Mawr 

Phone,  Bryn  Mawr  570 

VILLANOVA  BOYS 

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Wanklin's  Candy 

AND  GROW  FAT 


PATEONIZE  OUR  ADVERTISERS 


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217  and  219  South  11th  St.,  Philadelphia 

Manufacturers  of 

Cooking  Apparatus  for  Colleges  and  Institutions 


FREIHOFER'S 

Quality  Bread  and  Delicious  Cake 

SOLD  AT  ALL  GROCERS 

None  Genuine  Without  the  Label 

"FREIHOFER'S" 
Just  Right! 

CARS  TO  HIRE  FOR  ALL  OCCASIONS  PHONE— BRYN  MAWR  600 

MADDEN'S  GARAGE 

W.  A.  MADDEN,  Prop. 

LANCASTER  AVENUE,  opposite  Penna.  R.  R.  Station 

BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 

UNITED  STATES,  KELLY- 
SPRINGFIELD  TIRES  and  GOODYEAR 
'  Sales  and  Service 


ACCESSORIES,  STORAGE, 
REPAIRS 
Buick  Sales  and  Service 


B.   E.   Loeper 

DIAMONDS,  WATCHES, 
JEWELRY 


Manufacturers  of  Artistic 
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112-114  South  11th  Street 

Below  Chestnut  St. 

PHILADELPHIA 


Watches 


College,  School,  Society  Em- 
blems, Medals,  Class  Pins, 
Rings,  Etc.  Special  Designs 
Made  to  Order. 

Chalicea,  Cihoria  and 
Ostensoria 

We  specialize  in  repairing  and 
gilding  of  sacred  vessels,  etc. 


IN  DOING  SO,  MENTION  VILLANOVAN 


Frank  A.  Rowsey 
R.  L.  B.  Fraser 


OPTICIANS 


No.  401  Penfield  Building 

1328  Chestnut  Street 
PHILADELPHIA 


Oculists'  Prescriptions  Accurately  Filled 
Special  Discount  to  Students 


MacDonald 
&  Campbell 


Specialists 
In  Young  Men*s 

Clothing 
Haberdashery  and  Hats 

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PHILADELPHIA 


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NEVER  HAD  TO  SPEND  MUCH  TIME  IN 


Barber  Shops 


AND  YOU  WONT  EITHER  IF  YOU 


Let  NICK  Cut  Your  Hair 


THREE  BARBERS 


1042  LANCASTER  AVENUE 


NO  WAITING 


BRYN  MAWR,  PA. 


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