Evening capital and Maryland gazette. (Annapolis, Md.) 1910-1922, 1917-10-20
CUMBERLAND VALLEY
INSTITUTE IN PENNSYLVANIA
A Visit Reviewed By Memories "A
School Whose Alumni Cannot
Be ExcelIed For Industry
And Fidelity.
written for The Evening Capital by
DIR. Elihu :. Riley.

inert NdS no spirit VI lOWn ana
gown" in our relationships with the
people of Mechanicsburg. We APP
peared to be welcome visitors in their
home. Once only did l know of any
physical difficulty One evening as
two of us were returning to the In
stitute, out from the recesses of a
lumber yard dashed two town fell
lows and attacked my comrade He
was equal to both of them. A lady
appeared to have been at the bottom
of the case
At the other end of the town in
which our Institute was located was
2 girls college. With the wisdom
with which he always acted. the
Master said to us: "Now, boys, you
can pass that college once while you
are out. but don't be marching up
and down past it," This order and
request combined was generally
obeyed. There was, however, COM
mon meeting ground between the
young ladies of the college and the
scholars of c. V. l., and that was at
a confectionery store midway between
the two institutions, that all patron
lied. One day my brother and Luther
+ Gotten, who was his room mate,
went down to the shop. The store
was filled with girls from the college.
My brother went in and stayed so
long, that Luther called out to him
very earnestly, "Dickie, Diclxie, come
on" AT that moment. working his
way through the large crowd in the
store that impeded his way, "Dickie"
made his appearance, announcing in
a loud voice, I'm coming as the an
gels clear the way" The young
ladies were highly pleased at this
witty and complimentary explana-
ton
There was not a Stacker in the
whole school. There was diversities
of talents. but whatever God had put
in any of our boarding scholars they
were each trying to get out by hard
and faithful study.
These school-boy days were very
choice ones. We had faithful teach
.ers and they were our loving and
.considerate friends. Their teaching
was a duty-inspired life-work. Hence,
lit communicated itself to their
scholars and hand and hand we work
cd and progressed.
There were two proud days in those
constantly recurring school duties.
One was when the Seniors having
baked at these lines in Grey's Elegy:
Full many gem of purest ray
serene,
( The dark, unfathomed caves of
ocean bear;
Full many flower is born to blush
unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the
desert air"
Cur chagrined and indignant profess
sor declared that HE had a boy in
the Junior Glass that could parse it."
and forthwith, without further notice,
brought this unlucky wight up to the
blackboard to untangle the gram
NAUTICAL situation.
Then there was a day of a differ
ent dispensation Three of the Sem
iors, having been given the unprece-
dented liberty one Friday night of go
ing to a country school to attend
spelling bee, with orders to return
at p. M. Nine and ten o'clock came,
and no Senior had returned The
house was locked up and our lights
were put out Suddenly my room
mate calculated to me, There's some
body at that window trying to get it
up"
We looked and there was a stick
/ working away at the window We
both arose from our bed and looked
out, and there were three men below
with great pole trying to get our
window up, as We thought We both
yelled out simultaneously at the top
of our voices, Get Quit" The pole
dropped and the men fled, and out in
the bright moonlight we saw Adams,
Masden and Van Fossen. Poor Van
Fossen, he gave his life for his coun-
try not few months later.
Once in the moonlight we knew
what was the matter with the sup
posed burglars. Meekly came the
plea 10 get the key and let them in,
and not let the Professor know it."
went to the Office and secured the
key, but it was impossible to hide the
need of it from the Professor. He
stood at the Office door as the three
culprits came up to their rooms. "Ah,
boys, you ought not to have done
this" he said reproachfully but kind
ly. and that was all that he, of blessed
memory. ever did say, or do, to the
three belated Seniors.
The confidence that these belated
Seniors had showed in their Juniors.
my companion and myself, to get them
indoors if possible, without the Mas
ter's knowledge, has still the odor of
rich perfume, and its memory will
never perish.
THE end.)