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The plague swept on across the land with a dread meaning
surely known only to the Devil.

A beam from the sun had struck through one of the little windows above the gallery, caught a portion of the great chandelier of gilded copper, presentation of Frederick Barbarossa more than 200 years before, and the reflections had spread through the whole structure so that it caught and dazzled the wondering eyes of Mina.


By
ROGER S. VREELAND


But it was the slab at their feet upon which Christian was reflecting. It bore the simple inscription, Carlo Magno. By the strict measure of time, Christopher Columbus is less remote to us of 1915 than Charlemagne was to Christian Nohl's generation. To this young student, however, Charlemagne was very real. Christian knew more about Charlemagne than did anyone else in Aix-la-Chapelle, but that was natural for one whose thirst for knowledge was so great. These, however, were the Dark Ages, and it was not entirely respectable to extend one's

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