Selwyn House School - Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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FOR THE SCHOOL YEAR 1955-1936 The Cincbanteh wunhlanhs In a distant country stood an immense wood, standing far from human life. It was an immense and unimaginable wood, divided into three parts by two rivers, which flowed gently along, shining and beautiful. And there in that enchanted wood, Wihere every kind of beauty stood, Where every sort of flower grew, Where birds of lovely colours Hew, Where trickled little silvery brooks, Filled with fishes, not with hooks, Was nature, which no man had seen, Where human life had never been. And in this Heaven rabbits ran, lintroubled by the fear of man, Because no human foot had trod fpon this green enchanted sod. In the middle of this wood stood a tiny house, hidden by the huge trees which sur-- rounded it, and made to look as gold by the straying Sunbeam which reached it through the velvet green foliage. From this house drifted voices raised in singing, and the play- ing of music. For in this house there floated to and fro the spirits of the dead, And although they were not able to be seen, they made themselves felt in a magical way which no man has witnessed. Why weren't they able to be seen F Because there were no dead. And in this house also were hidden the joy, grief, happiness, and wickedness of the world. Then we will continue to the far side of the wood, where there stood a large man- sion, in which the souls of those who are about to be born dance and sing in merriment. YVhy do these people play and laugh 3 Because when they reach the world they will work and cry. Yet they will eventually leave it, and happily return to the enchanted wood. ln another part of this enchanted wood is the hidden entrance to Hell where go those who do evil to their brothers, and there, in Haines, they toil and work in grief and agony, until, after they have expiated their crime, they are let out, to run away and hide themselves. ln yet another part of the wood is a large cavern, filled with weeping souls, who cry and tear their hair. For this is the place where come those who commit suicide. Why do they cry F Because they wish they had stayed on the earth. But undoubtedly more strife would have been their lot, if they had. And in the last corner of this wood stands a huge golden palace, which glitters in the sun. Its spires reach almost as high as the enormous trees. And in that palace the souls of heroes, who died for their country, dance and sing in laughter and delight. For these people deserve the most. Can you wonder that the wood is enchanted F l 25 l

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SKLWYN HOUSE SCHOOL MAGAZINE chants populaires. Les representations de la piece rustique le 44 Bouquet de Perlesv nous montrent le village hongrois rendant visite at la capitale et realisant par la-meme cette unite hongroise qui fut le but supreme de la politique de Saint-Etienne, premier roi de Hongrie. I.e I9 aout, il y eut une fete nautique et des canots ornes de fleurs paraderent sur le Danube qui deploie Bude-Pestli plus de eharmes et ajoute plus aux beautes du paysage qu'en aucune des autres cites riveraines. Il 5' eut aussi des Concours athletiques entre l'ltalie et la Hongrie, des courses d'aviron sur le Danube, des courses de chevaux et autres activites sportives. La nuit de la Saint-Etienne est celelwree par un feu dlartiliees traditionnel qui eclaire la ville de sa feerie resplendissante. Mais les fetes atteignent leur point culminant quand la procession religieuse quitte le 20 llllflf, de grand matin, le Chateau Royal de Bugle et passe at travers des vieilles rues cle Vaneienne ville, portant solennellement, dans un reliquaire d'or, la Main Droite Sacree, relique miraculeusement eonservee du premier roi de Hongrie. Toute la Hongrie omcielle prend part 51 cette procession dont les vieux et magniiiques costumes evoquent les mille annees de passe glorieux. On peut aussi voir parmi les rangs presses de la procession la bourgeoisie et la paysannerie hongroises. Une place predominante est naturellement reservee a l'eglise catholique dont la Saint-liltienne est une des fetes les plus remarqunbles et dont le saint roi lui-meme, qui n'est pas un personnage mythique se perdant tlais les brumes des Sagas prehistoriques, mais qui fut couronne par le Pape Sylvestre ll apres avoir repousse les paiens cle l'Europe orientale en l'an mille, fut un des plus ardents soutiens. R' B. G. J. CSQI-LS., 1928-33.5 jaumher 307 N Illllbfl' 307, was IZ Ll'0kL'7I !l0'ZUl1 Fowl, IV01'lh 1101 1IlIlt'h1 more fflllll I1 111111: I I 'w11.ff1.ve1l fogfflm' wifh 1111il,f 1171111 foul, lflllll Il f0IlI7lt' Qf P0lc'.f4f0l' ll 1'111111i11g-ho111'11', .ind l1111'11'li' ever 106111. If had lo he f1'1111lef1l 1'z'1'11v qznzrlvz' Qf Il mile, For .flop il Ill'lC'llVV.f would l .Jud 11.1 for ilr hnzlcfxv, Ihr-v were .fimplv :ile .' If 111111 11'0w11hill 111 pfzjffrf .rf-vlf, B111 11p if 111':'v1' ronlfl. The 7't'Il.f07I-f.0l' iff .vloppillg whvzz -2'0iII.Q' uphill, 115 owner C't'llX' ,lA00'1uf0H,lll7, The gzzf 1l1'ipp1'1l 0111 Qf the mgizze fill If all hml gout' 111111 the mr .fmofl xfill. S0 he went up the wrong way roznnl. .ilfhongh th1'.v 5111- ronlfl hnrfllv go, lt ,ff'1':'f1lf01' Iwo week: well: 'Till it went too-fax! when if .vhoulfl have gone slow, .ind .thot off Il 1'lQ'f to Il 1'i:'1'1' helow. . . .iml the raft I'fl hare to fell ! M. L., Form VI. l 34 l

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SIQLWYN HOUSE SCHOOL M.-KGAZINE lt is weird to think that those tall trees cover mystery and hidden secrets. But as soon as a person sets his foot inside these woods the wonders are sure to disappear. For anywhere that man sets foot is cursed, because he cuts down trees, fills the wood with smoke from a fire in the winter, and utterly destroys everything. So please don't tell about this, lest anyone should go there l M. l,., lform 6. Qliamp life among lakes anh tnunhs What a pleasure to wake up early on a sunny June morning, and to come out ofa small tent, axe in hand, refreshed and ready to cut firewood l How delightful to feel the cool breeze, and to hear the countless birds, each singing his own song l The wind rustlirg in the trees, the babbling of the brooks, all make one feel happy, I think that a scene like this could not be more adequately described than by this quotation from Lowell's Vision of Sir l.aunfal: .ind tclnzf is .ro nm' tl.f zz da-v in funn' ? Then, if ever, rome prfferl dr:-wg Then llmzwl friex Erzrlli if be in lime, .ind naw' if .tofllv her tfxzzrm em' fa-vx. IIvhc'fl1c'I' we look, or tvlielher we lineal, UE' lima' Xaft' IlIIll'lI1Il7', a11n'.fee if gfixteu. Soon afterwards, in November, when the hunting season has begun, the trapper, revolver in his pocket, goes, after breakfast, to visit and reset his traps, the hunter, rifle at the ready, follows the trails of the moose, bear, and deer, while the fisherman goes to fish in a nearby lake. At noon they all return, the hunter staggering under the weight of a big buck, the trapper loaded with muskrats, perhaps a few minks, even a fox, and the iisherman carrying a string of fish which would make even a vegetarian's mouth water when cooked. After lunch a rest in a hammock refreshes everyone before returning to their various occupations. As the sun begins to set they come back, the fisherman to relate his struggle with 4' that magnificent three-pounder, the hunter to tell how he shot the lynx, and the trapper to exhibit the silver fox which he found in one of his traps on the way back to camp. After supper everyone turns in, unanimously agreeing that the camper s care- free existence cannot be equalled in any other walk ot life whatsoever. In fact, who would not like to leave the noise and bustle of the city, and, equipped with tent and camp bed, gun, axe, rod, and traps, supplies and cooking utensils, and a good canoe, betake himself to one of the numerous lakes and woods of northern Canada, to lead an open air life of this nature F V. C. G., Form V, l 36 l