Summer School Diary, part 1C - 1912

second lecture on Literature was a con-tinuation of the same theme reinforced and illustrated by the rendition of some familiar selections from the poets.

In the evening the talk was on Kipling. She read numerous selections. This was a sympathetic and appreciative criticism of the great poet.

These talks afforded us the chance of knowing more adequately the importance and delight of literary study. They were an inspiration to attain proficiency in the reading art, and an incitation, also, to strive for a better knowledge and com-prehension of the masters.

Miss Sanford is a noted English Scholar and formerly occupied the chair of English Literature in the University of of Minnesota. She presents a charming example of the rounding out and finish of life. She shows in advanced age the vigor and productivness of growth completed by the perfection of age.

July 18 On the evening of July 18th, the teachers of Manzanita Hall were royally entertained at a fudge party given by the Misses Day.

Miss Abbie and Miss Grace Day pre-sided at the chafing dishes, and the guests can vouch for their ability in making delicious candy.

While the candy was being made, many of the old college songs were sung with rousing spirit.

Games were next in order, and the old games, "The Magic Whistle" and "Poor Pussy" were enjoyed by all. There is an old saying that all women are cats. Judging by the dismal and natural me-ows of some of the ladies present, we have be-gun to think that the saying is true. And, we know that all teachers must have truly sympathetic hearts by the way they said, "Poor Pussy."

The circus came next. The Veiled Lady and the Ostrich made the rounds of the room, and were admired and appreciated by all. The most interesting part of the circus, however, was the Midget's Dance. The "Midget" danced in a most graceful manner and received great applause.

All good things must end, however, and at a late hour the party came to a close. The guests unanimously agreed that the Misses Day were most charming hostesses.

July 20

On the morning of July 20th, a merry crowd of summer schoolers boarded the V. and T. for Virginia City. It was pleasant as we glided by the quiet country homes and the green meadows of the Reno and Carson valleys.

After passing Carson some one missed two of the girls. We searched through the train with no results, and finally came to the conclusion that they were left in the Capitol while sightseeing. Of course, we were sorry but we found some consolation in caring for the candy and fruit they had left behind. As we neared Mound House we saw an automobile whizzing along the hilly wagon road at a great speed. It reached the station before we did and as it stopped we saw the two lost members of our party climb out.

After much curving and twisting around hillsides, we at last arrived at Virginia City, that Mecca of fortune hunters in the fifties and sixties. As quickly as we could we hustled up its porch-roofed walks to the town. The well worn boards seemed to whisper strange tales of men who had walked there years ago, filled with great prospects or bowed down with despair.

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Clinging to the bare hillsides, along with their more modern neighbors, are houses of the sixties with doors like latticed windows and old-time cupolas, new, when the West was untamed, and when covered wagons crept slowly across the desert to the Golden Gate.

After lunch, we went down to the mine where each one was given a blue flannel shirt and a pair of trousers with directions to make an entire change. And an entire change it was! All