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THE ELON COL LEGE WEEKLY.
Deeember 14, 1910.
THE ELOX C01.LE(.’E \V EEKLV.
Published every Wednesday during the
College year by
The Weekly Publishing Company.
W. P. Lawrence, Editor.
E. T. Hines, R. A. Campbell. Affie Griffin,
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WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 21, 1910.
NO WEEKLY NEXT WEEK.
The next issue of the Weekly will be
Wednesday, January 4. Tlie editors will
be away next week for the Christmas
vacation. The College closes Thursday,
Dec. 23, and opens Tuesday, January 3d.
Tlie ])ublisliers of the Weekly wish all
its readers a ha)>py Christmas and a glad
New ar. It is a time when one’s most
m-iicious disiHJsiuons are in the lead, and
with tliis number of the ^\ eekly goes the
wish of the editorial and business staff
tliat at this .season it may be peculiarly
so with our subscribers.
The boisterousness and the unnatuial-
ness of making noise at Christmas times
with guns and explosives is evidently
meeting with disfavor gradually year by
year. We should like to live to see the
day when e.xplosives would not 1)C thousht
cf in connection with the celebration of
(.ur Lord’s nativity. As the uncouth au-
oience cheers by stamping rather than
l>y clapping, so likewise a dull sense of
the sacredness and quiet religious import
of the Christmas occasion has hitherto
expressed itself the better by great noise.
'I'he deepest appreciations of tne hnmati
heait ai'? not loud-spoken but are speech
less.
A number of young people are contem
plating entering Elon after the ('lirist-
mas holidays. Some aie not fully decid
ed whether they will come here or go else-
w here. A word to such by some believer
■ n Klon would be a word in season. Seek
t.i turn the best young men and young
\Nomen this way, tliose of great promise,
for it is such the College seeks first of all.
Einally, we wisli tlie students, faculty,
and trustees of the College a most joyous
season during these holidays. May health,
(•I'ntentment, wealth of associttion and
friendship and proper appreciation of the
spirit of the season he the happy lot of
each student especially, who goes back
'.o the old home and dear ones there. Re
turn with a heart full of hope and a will
(barged with laudable resolution for the
future.
=-THE CAVALIER AND THE PURITAN
IN A DUTCH PICTURE.
By Lawrence P. Retlaw.
If, instead of taking the Holland rail
way from the Hague to Rotterdam, you
tiike the public highway, and have leisure
to visit a few of the Dutch homes along
(lie way, you may observe many interest-
iiig things expressive of the frugal cleanly
Kfe of these dairying people. Among the
few pictures that decorate the walls of
Ihese plain homes, may be seen one that
beais a striking resemblance to American
jiolitical and sociaj life.
This picture lepresents a Dutch family
In which there has been, at some time in
tlie jiast, a serious quarrel, and the breach
is just now about to be healed. In the
background, are endless stretchis of fine
"razing lands with scores of fine cattle
i'rowsing here an.l there, and occasionally
a windmill risina' above the gieen fhior;
iind, over all a checker work of streams
.ind canals like strips of white ribbon. In
the foreground, is the home of this family
about to make peace, with the father,
mother, and several sons in the front yard.
The father is a tall, handsimie Cavalier
of aristocratic appearance. But upon clos
er ex.amination, you can detect an expres-
rion of dejection and humiliation in his
face; nor is the cause far to seek. His
hands are sliackeltd behind his back. His
feet are bound in chains. His month is
muffled so as to obstruct speech, yet so
as to permit his taking food. One of the
sons Is ill the att of remoxing the muffle
from his mouth by untying the cord at
the hack.of his head; another is trying to
break from his wrists the shackles, which
long y. ars of wear and rust have almost
cut in two; and a third is trying to per
suade him to exeit his greatest strength
and break the chains that bind his feet
together. The mother, who combines in
her very appearance, Dutch frugality and
strength of character with Puritan stern
ness and persistence; and fliiee sons are
standin? l)y half remonstrating, half con
senting.
This picture, which we hajijiened upon
in our tramp through Holland was such
a strange one, so different frimi any other
representation of family life that I had
tver seen on canvas that I, as well as my
pedestrian companion, a recent graduate
from Yale, was curious to know what it
rtjiresented.
This is the story that was told ns: “A
long time aro,” said the stout but sciupul-
uusly neat old Dutch woman as she came
in to tell us that the lunch she and her
daughter had been jireparing would soon
be ready to serve, and observ^ed our inter
est intlie picture, “a long time ago wlien
thei'e was bitter ]iarty feeling in England
between King (^harles and the Round-
lieads, many of the Puritans came to Hol
land. Some of them mairied Dutch maid-
eiis and save fhemselves over to dairying,
tlie chief industry of the country. The
mother in the picture, is the daughter,
of one of these matches. Tike English felt
yb.ive the Dutch in the seventeenth and
first half of the eighteenth century and
bad a sort of spite at them. So the English
blood.” said she “(or I supjiose it was
that English blood), put a sort of disdain
in her heart for the neighboiing Dutch
I ids wlio were irresistibly drawn towards
•(This story has been accepted by uncle
Kemus's Home Magizine for publication
i nd is to ajipear early in 1911. —Editor.)
l.er by the magnetism of her charm and
beauty. Old people often shook their
heads in pity as they noted her vanity
tnd foolish scorn visited upon one after
wiother of the most noble and most wor
thy of the Dutch swains of the neighbor
hood, who ventured on a conquest for her
lieart. They said, ‘If God spares that
girl's life, she will, some day, reap a bit
ter harvest from this sowing of folly.’
“This passed, and one day, a gallant
young Cavalier, who had been required
to leave England lecause of some petty
jieglect of militai’y rule, came to Riittei-
dam. It chanced that young Barbara
lackle, for that was this proud young
woman’s name, had gone with her father
to Rotterda^i that day to market.
“Tfiis yoimg Cavalier and Barbara ac
cidentally met on the street and simply
jlanced at each other. But for a moment,
eye met eye, soul spoke to soul. Her Eng-
lisli blood felt as it flashed the stianje ex
perience through her veins, that here was
its counterpart. She was excited and for-
ijefful of .everything but the picture of
that alert military f(«'m, and the transfix
ing cbarm that flashed in his eye, and
s])oke a strange, sweet, but audible, mts-
sage to her heart. Nor was the spell up
on liim any the less powerful. He sought
out her home, and, in short,” said the
(.Id Dutch woman, “made her his wife.”
■■j The Cavalier was an exile from Eng
land, and BarbiV'a’s father, being a con
siderable land owner, persuaded the young
coujile to accejit a dairy farm as a gift
and settled near him.
The haughty, heart-crushing Dutch
beauty was now the bride of a more
1 aughty, hisrh-minded, hated Cavalier.
Tlit'ir settling in the xicinity was the talk
(.f the community. Nobody believed that
f; Cavalier would be content with dairy
:iiiTuing. To their great surprise, howev
er, he made a lemakable success in his
new vocation, but not without disagreea-
I le experiences in the organization and
control of his new and luimble industry.
He longed for a less jmisaic life.
“Finally, his longing for equestrian
sports,” said the relator, “led him to in-
\ est in a number of handsome black hors
es, his favorite color. He had saddlers,
racers, and coach matches. He neglect-
(d the business of his dairy farm, and was
cmiii.g more and more to disregard the
education and culture of his children.
The Cavalier’s black horses came to be
the tojiic for neighborhood gossip. The
wite tiegan to remonsdaie on her own
behalf, and on behalf of the childien. The
children began to see that their father
was using mone.v, that ought to be spent
for their education for purchas of more
Hack horses. It was whisjiered through
the neighborhood that a quarrel was im-
ndnent in the Cavalier's family. “Did’t
I tell you so?” said an ag d Dutch wo
man. “1 piopliesied a long time ago that
Barbara’s folly would come home S(mie
day bringing [ilenty of company with if.
She had lietter married one of those plain,
simple Dutch boys, as my Nell wisely did.
Had she done so, there would have been
none of this trouble she is now looking
square in the face.”
The niofh;r and the greater part of the
children, (only one or two siding with
the father), waged such ceaseless war up
on the liusband and father and his black-
horse mania, that he proposed to leave
the teimaganf household, take his black
horses, and build him a residence on an
other part of the farm. This proposal, to
go quietly out of the home lie had been
largely instrumental in building, raised
a storm of protest so jiersistent that the
I'.ontending parties came to violent blows.
After a long and exhausting conflict in
which both sides received many wounds
that it took a long time to heal, the father
uas finally overpowered, bound as you see
him there in the picture, and his mouth
bandaged so that he could neither give
ccmmands. in directing the affairs of the
farm, nor entfr info any more family
(;narrels.
“Upon the binding of the master, the
black horses all broke out of their stalls
and, in their unrestrained freedom, ran
wild all over the neighborhood, dtoing
much damage to jiroperty. Some of the
litizens wanted them caught and shipped
back to Arabia whence they were imjiort-
ed. Oth;rs thought best to allow them
to remain; they would soon bec(mie accus-
ti’ined to their freedom, they argued, and
(ould then be jirofifably managed and
used in various industries. Too, it would
be such a perilous and difficuft undertak
ing to capture them and get them on
shipboard, tlmt no one would likely be
found who would be willing, even if he
were never so skill’d in horsemanship,
to undertake so hazardous a venture.
“During all these years,” ran the story,
“the father has been a silent spectator
of affairs in his own household and upon
Iiis own dairy farm. He has been power
less to speak or to act, yet the long pain
ful enforced silence has aiven him ample
oportunity for reflection, and he has not
failed to profit by it. for his ojiinions
are much nunlified on many things. A
horse of any other cid.T is as g(M>d now as
:i black: and he no longer wants to sjiend
for horses, money that should be applied
to the schooling and culture of his own
(bildren an.l his neighbor’s cliildren.
“The family jirospered in their dairy
ing industry,” continued the old lady,
“and added new pastures to the farm,
some beyond the lakes and canals in the
distance towards The Hague, in the north
west corner of the jiicture tbeie. and came
lo emjiloy a good deal of foreisn labor.
Ihey bad fluis so brou2bt comjilications
tind friction into their affairs as to need
the wise counsel and helpful service of
the father. And at the time the picture
was raade,” she w^eiif on to say, “the
family is just on the verge of sriving back
to him his full liberty and freedom of
speech. But the long silence has made
I'im somewhat timid and he is rather
rfraid to assert his own mind.
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