. ... Debris. ht them news of the terrible weapons of defense to be employed, they were craven-hearted, and their ranks melted away into the darkness. Some time later one of the spies cameby stealth to visit his kinsman, but the ever-watchful Demons captured him, and to remove alltraces of unbelief, he was baptized three times in the Jordan. lie was then disrobed and madeready for the sacrifice. When all was ready he was placed upon the alter, the lightnings ol Jovecame down and enveloped him in a flash of blinding light, while the smoke from the incensehovered above as a cloud. Many of theout


. ... Debris. ht them news of the terrible weapons of defense to be employed, they were craven-hearted, and their ranks melted away into the darkness. Some time later one of the spies cameby stealth to visit his kinsman, but the ever-watchful Demons captured him, and to remove alltraces of unbelief, he was baptized three times in the Jordan. lie was then disrobed and madeready for the sacrifice. When all was ready he was placed upon the alter, the lightnings ol Jovecame down and enveloped him in a flash of blinding light, while the smoke from the incensehovered above as a cloud. Many of theouter world wandered in, saw the error oftheir ways, and were baptized in the cool andsparkling waters of the Jordan. But themultitude stood afar off, for they had heardrumors of the coldness and purity of thiswater. Vague mysteries floated in the atmos-phere around the Dorm. Belated travelerswhispered fearfully that little drops of waterhad fallen like thunderbolts from a clear sky I I KIM II) E I! l< I SI902. when they ventured too near. But of late an atmosphere of unrest pervades the Dorm. Word has gone forth that the Powers that Decree have planned to remodel the grand old building and change it from a life center to a set of dead classrooms, where weary students sleep through P U R D U E interminable lectures and recitations. Strange footsteps are heard in its halls at the dead hours DEBRIS of the night, and solitary and smothered moans. It is the spirit of the Ancient Dorm Devil, who I o O 2 comes forth from his secret recess to view his old abode, so soon to be destroyed, and to lament its fate. And one or two students returning to their lodgings at a late hour, have seen on the roof of the Dorm the figure of his Majesty, dimly outlined against the sky, as he takes a last sad look at his principality, which is soon to be his no more. Keepers of the Historical Scroll. Within the atmosphere of surrounds the Old Dorm, we Dorm Devils lived inpeace, security and


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