The Gavelyte, January 1912

The Ga velyte VOL. VI. JANUARY 1912. NO. 10. "THE EVOLUTION OF A MAN." BY KUSHATEUE. CHAPTER 4. The hand of destiny never fails to sieze a waiting soul and hurl it on to– wards some unreached end . At times, events and incidents make life seem dark and dreary. Possibly we forget that we ourselves have made it so . Shutti11g the door, I felt the sweet re– v ~1Jge of victory and, meeting Father and the President, I saw a new foe to meet and vanish. There was nothing to fear from those within. They were as much in the wrong as I and to mention the quarrel would only lead. to an investi– gation which the brats were seeking to avuid. Shaking hands with Father and th e President, l endeavored to appear glad to see them altho, inside I was shaking with fear. Something was up or those two would not be thP.re at that time of night, I invitee them both to my room but the President made an ex– cuse that they wanted to see 8-pencer, President of the Glee Club. ':they promised to be around in an hour. With this they left me and passed on. By the time I had reache,d my room, I wa reasoning, at least, half sensibly. The reitlization of what I had done was a wakeuing my conscience. How I was tu get out of the difficulty without lettiug f;.ither know; without getting into trouble with the Frat boys; without the authorities finding it out an<l to let Beula understand she knew the worst. But the th ots could not be resisted, that she was to blame in influencing me to join the Frat. l knew that she did not see that I would yield to the evils insteaJ of good but she did nothing to h e lp me cling to the better. Let that be as it lllay, I could not see my way Gut. The question with me was would I cut the whole bu iness and go to the Devil. A goo :! fight had been won and lost in fuur years 1 was tired and wanted to qu it. It was agony to think, the one who I thot most of, had led me up the heights, and as if it were in play, tripped me up and stretched not forth a hand to stay my downward ru;;h . Yet, as I thot, there flc1shed across the gloom the golden sun beams of an ideal unreached and far away. The heights with their golJen lights looked better than the de11tlis of firey red . To leave old surruundings arrd acquaintances and go to a land unknown by me and to a peu1 L: uf me 11nknown, thus my thots were running when in stepped father and the Presid ent. It was evident that they had learn ed sometF1ing of what "haJ lieen a doing." When father asked me "what I had been at" I ha<l my better self on top and out and told the story from the beginning to the end. At the finish the on ly coment was given by father. '·Well, think it over until nine in the morning and decide for your– self what you wish to do." Any other answer, a scolding or any threatened punishment at that moment would have ruined me fur life. But those two men