St Michaels University School - Black Red and Blue Yearbook (Victoria, British Columbia Canada)

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This year he was Head Prefect, the best shot in the School, on the First Rugby XV, a member of the Gym VIII, a good boxer, and on the Track Team. He has shown a very definite ability in leadership, and character. He has now joined the R.C.A.F. Our best wishes go with him and we shall follow his future attainments with pride and interest. IN LIGHTER VEIN fAn ingenious, if ingenuous, confusion occurred in an English examination between suppress and repress . I fain would IMPRESS on the fellow who reads That he truly must SUPPRESS his laughterg For inordinate laughter undoubtedly leads To a COMPRESS and sickbed thereafter. But don't be DEPRESSED, let your chuckles come gailv. A man may well REPRESS his clothing. So OPPRESSED by the error in no way was Bailey. The Master EXPRESSED all the loathing. And then there was the little moron who tried to cash a cheque on the Bank off Newfoundland. Poor Fish! ! l Dorm 5 has been collecting little moron stories this year. We understand that the collection is to be published, illustrated by autoreflection. Which member of the Shell read the Blaclcfeet and the Shoshones as the blackfeet and the shoeshinesn? . Which member of Dorm 5 has joined the Charlie McCarthy programme? Is it really advisable to test a lightfsoclcet by putting a.wet finger into it? What did the Brentwood boys say in the Empress Ballroom when the Oreliestrai played Vivzit ? Is it true that the ghost in Harvey House now huins it in swingftime? A large dead mouse was -artistically posed on the pingfpong table in close proximity to a pile of crumbs. Much pleasure was derived by the spectators who watched a certain senior stalk the animal with infinite pains, and even more amusement was derived from his subsequent disillusionment. 19

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R. B. BAILEY 11938119431 ' THE KER CUP This year the Cup was awarded to Reginald Edward Bailey. The Masters were unanimous in their selection although at least three boys were mentiond in this connection. Bailey came to the School in September, 1938. He matricu' lated last june, and this year sat for his Senior Matriculation. During his time at School Bailey has been an active participant in every activity and has always been a keen contestant. 18

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A CRITICISNI OF A Noiseless, Patient Spider This short poem by Walt Whitman demonstrates to a certain degree his perplexing and unorthodox method of writing poetry. After reading the poetry of the great Romanticists the reader is immediately struck by the extraordinary inequality in the length of the lines and the complete absence of any sort of rythm what' soever. The writer seems to rely completely on the ability of the words and phrases which he has chosen rather than the rythm of the lines to produce an harmonious effect. Even the sternest of critics could never say that the poem itself is superficial in outlook although at times isolated words reflect the type of realism which is playing so much havoc with the poetry of today. It is therefore a poem which the reader will either detest or admire and it is impossible to condemn completely the arguments of either side. But one thing is clear and that is'that the author has made a bold attempt to implant in the midst of Victorian conventionalism a series of enduring classics written in the free style contrary to the well-established laws of meter and rhyming. -PETER WYLLIE., Form VB -1-1 1i...1i. M Y EARLY SCHOOLDAYS I went to school when I was eight And found myself a tempting bait For boys of higher rankg They gave me many a blow and spank. At nine I grew more smart in class, I drilled 'on asphalt, played on grass, Compulsion ruled me all the day, I had no time to go my way. At ten I was more use in school, And learned to like the swimming poolg But still I had my foolish fears And all too often turned on tears. Eleven found that things for me l f Were right as right could be, And though I often did the wrong, Yet mostly I got along. By twelve growth came fast and faster And weaknesses I learned to master. The years roll by not one the same And it seems a grievous shame That many here will meet no more, Those who have to go and win this war. D. BRYNfJoNes, Form IVB 20 .