The Gavelyte, October 1910

CBlJAr~VlLLE 'OLLBUB . 187 a1-e in the midst of life now, and each act you do and each influence you cast about you, weigh more heavily than you can imagine. I have a friend-a widower. I try to be to him as a true angel of light. He has another friend- a saloon-keeper. He is to my friend as a snake in the grass. You may be a true angel of light. You may be but the snake in the grass. You will be an angel of light if by your personal touch and life, you beckon your classmate by the rugged, difficult paths, where lie sovereign power and peace and purity and honor. You will be the snake in the grass, if your personal touch upon the life of your classmate is such that the gambling hell, or the billard hall, the siren's embrace or the blear-eyed saloon-keeper count for more with them than does their God. Things done never can be undone. "We pass this way but once." The responsibility is terrible. It is heart-breaking. Those only can best personally touch their fellows, who have personally touched the Christ. Who are you working for-for God or the Devil? Which shall it be-for your class– mate? A Hallowe• en Story. BY FLORENCE WILLIAMSON, '11. It was the last evening of Marjorie Mason's house party. As it was Hal– lowe'en the guests were amusing themselves by telling fortunes as it is on this night that Dame Fortune is said to reveal hidden truths. Mr. Hutchins from the county seat was seated on a couch with Marjorie watching Johnny White bob for apples in a pan of water, with the usual success. Dolly Leveridge with several others were roasting chesnuts in front of the open fire. Mr. Caxton, whose witty sayings were repeated as if they were maxims, appeared and carried off Marjorie to the next room to have her fortune told by the dark lady, leaving Mr. Hutchins to console himself. Marjorie's little sister-Annie came in, and seeing that Mr. Hutchins looked forlorn tried to console him. "Do you know what Marjorie and Dolly are going to do tonight," she ques– tioned "No, I haven't heard about it," replied Hutchins disinterestedly, suppos– ing of course it was something in which Caxton and not he would be permitted to take part. "You know," said Annie, "if you take a mirror and candle and stand with your back to an old well at 12 o'clock on Hallowe'en night you will see the face of your future husband. Sister's going to try it first and then Dolly is going. I heard her tell Dolly. It is a secret." Her mother called her just then and she ran away leaving Mr. Hutchins to his thoughts. He began to think about the matter and decided that even if it did not work, a few minutes out in the moonlight with Marjorie would not be a bad thing, and a half hour's stay in the well would not hurt his cause any.