The Galleon, Volume 1, Number 1, December 1924 Page: 9
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THE GALLEON
ows were strange things any-
how; here was this little gro-
tesque thing before me now;
why it did not resemble me in
the least, yet it was my shadow,
my double. What a distorted,
shapeless thing it was! why it
actually looked like it was up-
side down, with its head at my
fzeet. I was half inclined to
laugh; what queer tricks our
imagination play on us some-
times.
I glanced up as if expecting to
see someone standing in front
of me. But no one was there,
silence, only silence. I looked at
the shadow again. Its aspect
was the same. "Why, it's up-
side down," I half whispered;
but reason quickly gained con-
trol. It was unevenness of the
pile of dirt that made it seem so
strange, why hadn't I thought
of that before ?
But my fifteen minutes must
surely be up by now. I turned
quickly and left without so
much as glancing at the ground
again.
When I reentered the shack,
the boys were sitting just as I
had left them. They did not
speak,and I knew that they were
waiting for me to volunteer an
account of what had happened.
But I sat down in silence and be-
gan to drum the table, with my
fingers. Mack broke the sil-
ence, he was the most super-
stitious of the three, and natur- ]
ally the most curious.
"Well, uh-er, did he, did any- I
thing happen ?"
"No," I answered truthfully, ,J
"not a thing." I
He eyed me suspiciously, as if
I were holding something back
on him.
"Hm, what all did you do ?" h
"Just stood at the head of the B
grave, looking down at it most t
of the time." V"And you didn't see any-
thing ?"
"No, nothing but my sha-
dow."
There were several moments
of silence; Mac sat gazing at the
table with a look of deep
thoughtfulness. One might
have fancied him about to be
mated in a chess game. The
suddenly his expression chang-
ed, some brilliant idea had
doubtless crossed his mind. He
arose quickly apd started for
the door. All eyes followed him.
He opened it half way at first,
and looked out, then flinging it
wide he wheeled and faced me.
"Did you say you was stand-
in' at the head of the grave ?"
"Yes."
"Facin' the east ?"
"Yes."
"And you saw a shadow in
front of you ?"
"Yes."
"Why man, can't you see the
moon's in the east? Your sha-
dow was behind you."
CUISINE.
The Zulu likes the locust
And the Hindu craves the worm
The Japanese likes anything
That has a twist or squirm.
The Indian likes rattle-snakes
And; though it isn't nice;
The Chinese have a craving
For a mess of boiled mice.
So though you hate the heathen
And upon their food you'd
frown
rust note the grub that's eaten
n the average college town.
-Illinois Siiren.
When Dad was a boy, if he
Lated work he was called lazy.
3ut if his son exhibits the same
endency, he has a complex.-
Vitt.9
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