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The Fiend

It walked. It killed, It screamed,
What was it ?    The Fiend.

In the dead of night when all was still,
The Fiend walked on the graveyard hill,
Chanting as It went along
A weird and terrifying song.

It's home ......... a cave,
Where only the brave,
Dare venture e'en in broad daylight,
To see this fearful monstrous sight.

On a clear moonlight night,
We happened once to see this sight,
Picked out by a bright moonbeam,
A strange and frightful form was seen.

It stood about seven feet tall,
Screaming out its ghastly call,
Which, echoing round the silent hill,
Seemed to make our hearts stand still.

The Fiend was neither beast nor man,
But something in between that can
Cause destruction where'er it goes
But where It goes, no-one knows.

One night into a chasm It fell
The deep dark one that leads to hell.
And now has gone for evermore,
Behind that fiery furnace door.

It walked, It killed, It screamed,
What was It ?    The Fiend.

J. SWEET.
 

 

Nagging—A New Meaning

 

The place of Woman in this modern world is the subject of much debate.  Some say Woman should stand shoulder to shoulder with Man, sharing his problems and work.  But to me that is too much to ask of her - she is already burdened with the problems of child-bearing and raising and of keeping house.  I say that Woman should stand slightly behind Man, looking over his shoulder.

Ah ! some may cry, and what would she have if that were the case?  The answer is this : as Man goes on dealing with his daily problems, such as those of government, Woman would be constantly at his shoulder, quietly dropping her view of things into his subconscious store of ideas - by nagging.

So, you see, the picture, the word "nagging" conjures up in my mind is not one of domineering Woman for ever more hammering at timid Man's eardrums with words of abuse.  On the contrary, it is one of dutiful Woman going peacefully about her business and, at the same time, influencing Man by nagging - by letting an occasional phrase or sentence, stating what she thinks, infiltrate unnoticed into Man's mind.

Nagging, therefore, is not a matter of pertinacious scolding; nay, it is of great importance as Woman's way of having her say, quietly and undemonstratively.

TED J., 6L.