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Show Well, We'll Give That to the Moon The night was exquisite. The Milky way was a soft glow of light with Mars and the North star shining shin-ing In all their glory. The two canoes that glided so smoothly down the stream carried only girls; girls who were living again experiences of similar nights. One was dreaming of her last house party at Wabash, and one Just back from a trip East was lost In a reverie of Just such a night Spent tramping along the Hudson with a West Point cadet. Suddenly the moon, looking like s slice of orange, shot up from behind the dark trees. Memories grew poignant. poig-nant. Finally some one from tht depths of the pillows found utterance. "Look at that moon I Doesn't It thrill you to deathf Casting her weather eye heavenward, heaven-ward, she who was supposed to be In love, answered calmly enough, "Well," It does light things up a bit" Indianapolis Indian-apolis Star. |